My First Wedding Page #5
that 200 billion years were needed
for the molecule of protein
to appear on Earth, randomly.
Randomly.
That Darwin's fairytale
has deceived a lot of people.
So we are descendants of the apes.
Do I look like a monkey to you?
Just a little bit.
The kids at my parish
crack up...
-when I put on a monkey face.
-Is that so?
-Yes.
-And how's that face?
No... I can't do it right now.
-Come on. Father.
-No. I can't.
Come on, Father.
-Come on.
-Please get in.
I'm going to rest for a while.
You can do it, come on.
I'm a little shy.
Nobody can see us here.
It's a good deed.
Alright... let me see.
You see?
Yes. that's nice.
It's quite a natural.
Look at you.
I'm sorry... my angel.
This is all my fault.
-Smile, smile!
-Here we are!
A smile, you guys.
Do you have three condoms
to borrow?
Please... smile... grandma.
If you are taking my picture
and that man is in it, I won't smile.
Come on, grandma.
It's just for the picture.
I don't give a sh*t.
One more, one more.
It's jammed. I'm sorry.
Come on, come on.
What a lovely smile!
That's nice.
Another one.
Just a minute,
the camera is jammed.
There we go.
That's it.
He's Tiang Bei.
He probably is one of the
most important guys here.
But he doesn't know it,
and he probably never will.
Tiang Bei, together with
is responsible for building
one of the most spectacular
wonders of hydraulic engineer
of the whole world.
He's Chinesse.
As almost everybody knows,
the Chinese are great inventors:
the compass, the gunpowder.
the toilet paper, the silk...
the kite, the fireworks,
and the list goes on.
But almost nobody knows
that they've invented
one of the most revolutionary
artifacts in mankind:
the bellows.
It is a simple device.
With a movement, you capture air...
and then you expel it with
a great deal of pressure.
It is like an air pump :
breath in, spit out.
That gave me an idea
to recover the ring.
The ring came down the breather
pipe of the reservoir tank.
The house has water
thanks to this tank...
which, by means of a pump,
supplies the above ground tank...
circuits of internal pipelines.
By disabling
one of the two circuits...
and by forcing the pump
reservoir tank will be absorbed
by the above ground tank
and then distributed
through the house's pipelines.
If I close down all the stopcocks
of the circuit except one tap...
the whole content of the circuit
will go out of that tap...
including the ring.
Quite simple.
Aren't you going to dance?
No, Lala, I'm not.
I claim my right to remain still.
-That's how you have fun?
-No, how could I?
We surely have different ideas
of what having fun means.
Do you want me to tell you
what I see?
Go ahead.
I see a group of people
awfully dressed.
That struggle to keep that
strange idea of happiness.
They believe that,
by dancing that rhythm
which is blurry related to music...
they redeem themselves
from their mediocre and dull life.
Stand back a bit.
You'll see that it is a pathetic show.
The peeping tom.
The b*tch.
The touchy one.
The repressed girl.
The drunken one.
The cool ugly one.
The dancer.
The diva.
And my favorite one
the masturbator photographer.
And then you have
the bride and groom.
If they believe love lasts forever,
they are naive.
If they don't,
and this is what I believe...
they are a couple of impostors.
The party allows them
to take off their masks.
Is that so? And who are you?
I'm no one.
I'm no one. I'm just
a critical spectator, like you.
-So?
-Nothing.
-Come with me.
-Where to?
-Leonora's ring is inside this tank.
-Do you want me to go in?
No... it is hermetically sealed.
It came down the breather pipe.
I saw its broken top.
I will force the pump
to increase the water pressure
of the pipelines.
I have to close all the stopcocks
of circuit one.
But I have no f***ing idea
where they are.
Could this be of use?
Wow.
I can't believe how much
they are eating.
Look... the petit fours are ready.
It seems as if they haven't eaten
in the whole week.
These are a bit dry.
-Oh, I'll take one almond.
-Go ahead.
-You're working hard.
-Oh, yes.
A smoke, thanks.
The girlfriend is too hot.
Too hot.
But the groom is so dumb.
Extremely dumb.
A pretty f***ing dumb boy.
the pretty girls.
-Do you have a light?
-No. I don't.
Isn't this the kitchen?
What? She's here with me.
I'll put her on.
Hello!
Adrin, do you copy?
This well is filled up
with strange things.
I can't find anything.
I've found a spatula, a padlock...
Do you copy?
Adrin?
Adrin, this is Fede. Over.
Hello. I'm on my way.
Be careful.
How are you, grandpa?
My prostate.
What happened with Chuchi?
Nothing happens with her.
That's the problem.
It's been over 30 years since
the last time it happened.
-No... what could be wrong?
-Do you need money? Here.
-No. I don't.
Here you go.
Where will you go
for your honeymoon?
We're going to China.
we'll kill two birds with one stone.
-Can you get me a joint?
-I don't smoke marijuana... grandpa.
-Why not?
-It makes me paranoid.
It makes paranoid
those who are paranoid.
Don't you have a friend that
might have a little joint?
-Anything natural?
-I'll ask them.
I don't want any of those
pee-smelling Paraguayan joints.
I'll ask them.
-You're an angel.
-No. I'm not.
Do you need help?
-No, thank you.
-Have you lost something?
No... there was a problem
with the pipelines.
But it's almost solved.
I haven't congratulated you
on your marriage.
Thank you.
I suppose it must have been
very hard to convince her.
No. I didn't have to convince her.
She forced me.
Leonora is an amazing woman.
I hope you can live up
to the expectations.
I'll try. If I have a problem,
would you give some advice?
Of course, man... why not?
I know her well.
And I've known her
from a long time.
Yes, that's right.
It was a long time ago.
Leonora is a different person now.
That's a very Heideggerian
idea of the human being.
Listen... Miguel ngel,
I might not be "Socratas"...
I've already noticed.
But I'm not an a**hole either.
And I see what you are doing.
You pretend to be a dandy.
You fondle her.
What do you want?
To get her back?
I didn't know you were so paranoid.
What is this?
I understand.
But you know what?
This conversation between you
and I has no logic.
So I'm going to gently ask you
to get the f*** away.
Are you sure?
If that's what you want.
Am I dead?
No... man, how could you say that?
Do I look like Saint Peter?
-Not you, but he does.
-No.
The problem was that the car
got stuck, and you fainted.
Give me that map.
Oh, God, we went to hell.
Hell. The Devil.
We don't believe in that.
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