Mondays in the Sun Page #2
What do you think?
It isn't a matter
of cheap or expensive.
It's cheap for you?
Fine.
But not for me.
Is Jose ugly
or handsome?
That depends too.
His wife might like him.
The 8,000 pesetas, for example.
What are they worth?
- In euros?
- In pesetas.
What are 8,000 pesetas
worth in pesetas?
- 8,000 pesetas.
- No.
No. You see?
For me, morally,
they're worth much more.
- 10,000?
- Much more. 10 million.
More. 100,000 million.
How can 8,000 pesetas
be worth 100,000 million?
- Morally. I said morally.
- All right, morally.
It still doesn't seem expensive.
It must be great
to be on TV.
Imagine presenting
a program.
You go on, talk a bit of rubbish,
and live like a king.
- You know what he gets paid?
- I was on TV once.
In an ad,
when I was a kid.
I was a good-looking kid.
What was it for?
A soft drink. "Bubbles."
Remember it?
Orange and lemon flavor.
"Bubbles"?
Doesn't ring a bell.
- They went bankrupt very soon.
- Sh*t, Lino!
"Bubbles."
Never heard of it.
Give me another.
It's your fourth, Jose.
Don't worry, I'll pay you.
That's not what I meant.
Want anything?
You got "Bubbles"?
Orange or lemon?
Orange, please.
You a**holes!
I was on TV too,
during the shipyard layoffs.
It was open on Monday.
They're auctioning the machinery.
The bastards.
Careful with the crumbs.
If the foreman sees them,
I'm finished.
- Lino, here.
- Get it out of there.
Don't screw up.
- You're going to lose it.
- Get it out.
- He's on his own. Back him up.
- He's screwing up.
- Root for him.
- Kick it over, come on.
- That's it, move up, guys!
- Go on, move up!
- Look at him! He isn't looking!
- Was that Ferrer?
- We need two more floors, Reina.
You had a great goalkeeper.
What was his name? Yasine?
- Yashin.
- Yashin.
The Black Spider.
Best goalkeeper in world.
He always wears black.
Everyone is afraid of him.
Opposing player,
when he scores goal,
apologizes to Yashin.
Ball is also afraid of Yashin.
He deflects ball with look.
This needs to be welded.
- Do you need an expert?
- Why, do you know one?
Official first-class welder.
Four years in the yards.
Come over here.
Who wants cheese?
- Be careful with the crumbs.
- I can't help dropping them.
Put your hand underneath it.
Stop nagging, Reina.
It's getting on my nerves.
Yeah, you're like my wife.
I'm like your wife?
If I belt you one, I won't be like her.
You could tidy up my place.
It's a mess.
That's because your wife
works.
What's wrong with you,
you're a smart-ass, huh?
I just said she works.
And she does, doesn't she?
- Yeah, what about it?
- Nothing.
- It does bother him.
Look, look, look.
Sh*t, I can see nothing.
Next time, go to the
grandstand.
I won't invite you.
And you, put that down.
Can I take it until
Tuesday?
Take it?
You want to get me fired?
You've got lots.
There's another one.
Put that drill down.
Do I have to frisk you
on the way out?
Calm down, Reina.
Don't pull your gun on me.
Now, now, now...
- Move it up!
- That's it, very good.
Go on, move it up.
No, kick it in, kick it in!
Kick it...
Goal! Goal!
I bet it was Salva.
He's very impatient.
- He gets angry at anything.
- It's the uniform.
- He was always been a bit like that.
- No, believe me.
It's the uniform.
- I haven't seen him recently.
- He goes to other bars now.
Don't be a dick.
It goes out on its own.
It's a time switch.
What time?
Time.
What time do you think?
The only one there is.
That's sh*t.
It costs more.
So what? You're not paying.
It's Jose.
What's he doing here?
What's up?
Nothing. I'm meeting Santa.
How are your legs?
Is that why you came?
Get back in line.
- Can't I talk to my wife?
- Don't, Jose, please.
- He's an a**hole.
- You want to get me fired too?
Ana!
Does he know
everyone's name?
I'll see you at home.
That son of a b*tch.
He can't live without you.
AURORA SHIPYARD:
That's one ugly
son of a b*tch.
They should have paid me
for breaking it.
I like it.
Yeah, but you've got
no criterion.
You know what criterion is?
If you don't know what it is,
how can you have it?
It comes from the Latin,
criterion.
And...
it means that... criterion.
Hello, Bizco.
What's up, Jose?
Have you come to work?
- You got a lot to do?
- No, just junkies who sneak in.
It's very quiet here.
Look.
- Is anyone up there?
- Alberto.
Have you got criterion,
Jose?
- Criterion? Where did that come from?
- I don't know.
- If it isn't here, it's gone.
- I need it for the bank.
What year did you leave?
'97.
Statement of tax deductions
from 1994. And the list
of preferential employment.
All the paperwork is over there.
If you want anything,
self-service.
- What about the computer?
- We're not linked anymore.
When do they start building?
Don't ask me about that,
just about papers.
Can you do them again?
No, I can't.
If you were here
from '94 to '97,
Imagine trying
to find them all now.
What about shame?
Have you not found that yet?
We could bring 200 jobless families
to help you find it.
Go to head office
and talk to them.
Don't give me a hard time,
I didn't take anyone's job away.
If I went to the head office,
there'd be f***ing murders.
Did he know we were coming?
We'll wait a while.
You saw the excavators.
The show house will be
ready in six months.
They'll need permits.
They'll get them...
whenever they want.
Look, there he is.
Were you out shopping?
What are you doing here?
Keeping an eye on you.
Your wife told us to do it.
- I'll take that up for you.
- I can do it.
- It's four floors.
- Let go, for Christ's sake!
I'll do it myself.
You got someone up there?
I'll be right down.
He's getting really moody.
I'm off...
to work, to maintain you guys
with my taxes.
I'd rather not work
than work as a cop.
Watch it, I'm not a cop.
"Security technician."
Can I pay for these?
See you later.
Amador, has your wife
come back yet?
She's coming on Monday.
- Want another, Jose?
- No, I've got the bank tomorrow.
- For the loan.
- Will you get it?
We'll see tomorrow.
- Aren't you late?
- I need money for the cab ride home.
They're going to stop asking you.
Are you babysitting?
Got your books?
My notes.
Call me, if you need anything.
If there's a problem, call us.
Don't worry.
His supper is in the fridge.
You have to heat it up for him.
- Can you use a microwave?
- What do you think?
No, but anyway...
Put him to bed at 11:00.
Don't give him candy or beer
or anything. He's only four.
He can't see TV. Don't talk
to him about politics or girls.
My cell phone.
They're due at 2:00.
I'll be here at 1:45.
What if they call?
I've rerouted the calls.
That's for you.
Three? Wasn't it five?
What about my commission?
That's how the world works.
Get used to it!
Who are you meeting?
A guy.
You weren't free.
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