Nine Queens

What are you reading?

- Nothing. I'm sorry.

- Don't worry.

- Will that be all?

- Yes.

This machine drives me crazy.

I'll register it later.

- 1.25 plus 3.75...

- 5.

Yes, five, of course.

Don't you have a smaller bill?

- Not enough change.

- I'll make it.

What an idiot! I do have it.

The change from the taxi.

The taxi-driver's change.

I took it all from him.

I'm sure you need the change.

If you have a 100 bill, I'll give

you 50, and 50, 100, in change.

Yes.

- Bye, thanks.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Bye.

- Hi.

- Hi.

We'll put it over there.

- He did that to me.

- What?

You know, the change.

Be careful, Betina.

He's pulling a trick

to take money from you.

- What the f***'s going on?

- He pulled a trick on me!

- He took money from me!

- Son of a b*tch! Call the police!

- That won't be necessary. Don't call.

- Who the hell are you?

You thought I'd forget, right?

You think I'm a prick,

just like all the a**holes you swindle?

Is that it? You f***ing thief!

- Freeze, motherf***er! Don't resist.

- I won't resist.

Stop it, goddamit, look... !

Who the f*** do you think

you are talking to?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Is this the money you took from her?

Is this it?

You'll get a call from the precinct.

To file your report

and to return this to you.

Don't move from here.

Do you smoke?

- Smoke these?

- No.

A pity. I no longer smoke.

Crunchy...

made in Greece.

This country is going to hell.

Do you want?

I'm such an a**hole!

What an a**hole!

It's not that bad.

I should know when someone's

pulling a trick on me.

Depends on who's doing it.

- It was the gun that convinced me.

- The gun?

The only thing handy.

Are you mad, kid?

"He pulled a trick on me! "

Why did you help me out?

It was a pity you'd get canned

for 45 lousy bucks.

- How d'you know it's 45?

- I did that trick a million times.

And I know you can't

do it twice at the same store.

You get in, you do it

and you get out... that's it.

Unless you want

to get beaten and canned...

not necessarily in that order.

- You are a swindler.

- A dentist.

- The professional felt pity for the a**hole.

- Beginner.

I hope one day

I'm as good as you, teacher.

Thanks anyway. Goodbye.

Hold it!

What do you want?

That's a strange way

of saying thanks.

I said thanks.

What else do you want?

Not me, what do you want?

- What do I want?

- Survive, I guess.

- I can teach you a couple of tricks.

- Why?

Because otherwise...

you're headed for trouble.

- Thanks a lot, but I'm doing fine.

- Yeah, I can see that.

I'm not the smartest

but I'm street-wise...

and I know that nobody gives

you anything for free...

especially someone like you.

- What d'you want?

- I already told you.

Try telling me the truth.

I work with another guy,

a partner, Turco.

He disappeared a week ago, completely.

The thing is, I need a partner.

I don't know how

to work on my own, I can't.

I saw you at the gas station

and I thought...

perhaps...

Why me?

Why not?

No, look... I work alone,

and besides, I don't know you.

I'm Marcos... and you are... ?

Juan.

Juan. But you've

always wanted to be called...

Sebastin.

Guys called Juan

always want another name.

Let's do business, Sebastin?

- Juan.

- Juan.

Just for today, one day only.

Then you can decide.

- No, thanks.

- It's up to you to do it.

If you want to keep on

playing in the little leagues.

Here, kid.

Don't lose your money.

Hey... Marcos...

Just for today.

- Who is it?

- Auntie?

- Who is it?

- Auntie?

- No, who is it?

- I'm sorry.

- Who is it?

- Auntie?

- No. What auntie?

- Excuse me.

- Hello?

- Auntie?

- No, wrong floor.

- Excuse me.

- Who is it?

- Auntie?

Who is it?

Wait, wait...

Hang on.

- Do you have kids?

- No.

- And that?

- It's for me.

I had one like it when I was a kid.

A bit larger than this one.

It belonged to my father.

When there was

a game on TV...

it was one of the few

days Dad stayed at home.

I'd set my wooden racetrack

and play with the car.

Mum would listen

to her favorite record by Rita Pavone.

- Rita Pavone?

- Yes.

A real fan. She wouldn't

acknowledge she was outdated.

When we were together

at home we listened...

to Rita Pavone. "II Ballo

del Mattone." Know the song?

- Who is it?

- Auntie?

- No, wrong floor.

- Excuse me.

It was very popular.

They used the song for a movie...

Mom told me.

It went...

- Who is it?

- I see.

- Auntie?

- Yes. Who is it?

You can't recognize

your favorite nephew?

- Fabin, is that you?

- Yes, Auntie, it's Fabin.

It's been a long time, dear.

What a miracle!

You got a cold? I can't hear you well.

I hardly recognize you.

You came to visit me?

No, you'll be mad at me.

I'm with a friend...

We came to visit someone

near here and my car broke down.

The car?

- Yes.

- You bought a car?

You didn't know?

You gotta see it. You'll love it.

- Guess what color it is.

- What color? Don't tell me.

Turquoise.

No, I wanted turquoise

but I got a blue one.

The thing is, they're about

to tow it to the garage...

...and after checking my wallet

I realized I got no money.

It was then I noticed

I was close to your place...

How could you?

You have to check before going out.

Don't give me a hard time.

Could you lend me some money?

Say 50, 60 pesos.

I'll go to the garage,

get the cash and bring it back to you.

You needn't do it so fast.

But we could have a coffee.

I promise, auntie.

We'll have a coffee together.

Look, I don't want

to leave the car alone.

My friend's staying here,

give him the money.

Don't worry.

I'm coming down.

Your friend can be trusted?

She gave me a hundred.

- Nice old lady.

- She sends her love to your mother.

I'd have to go to the cemetery,

too much trouble.

And she gave me this

to give back to her.

- Why didn't you keep it?

- I'm not a crook.

- What is it?

- Nothing.

- You want the ring?

- No, it's not that.

- What is it?

- The old lady...

Let me get this straight:

gas station clerks, it's okay...

trusting old ladies, never.

It's not that. She told me

I looked like her grandson.

Give her back the money

and set up a grocery store.

What's wrong with you?

How can you work the streets

with such a conscience?

- That's my problem.

- No, that's our problem. For today.

Hang on. Since we are here...

Go in, order a coffee...

pay with this, and get out.

You don't know me.

I need money.

That's original.

No, I need money, now...

Lots of it.

That's why I'm on the streets.

You feel ambitious today?

No, it's my father.

I'm gathering money for him.

- How much?

- A lot.

Come on, how much?

Seventy grand.

Holy sh*t!

What is it with your father?

- He's in trouble.

- And you solve your dad's problems?

Yes, we get along fine.

He taught me the tricks for working.

When I was a kid, as a game.

- "Mosqueta", "Toco Mocho"...

- The basics...

Then something happened,

I don't know what.

He regretted having taught me.

He said it was wrong.

He told me not to screw up

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