Penumbra Page #4

---

must be a rat.

It wouldn't be good to find a rat while Mr. Salva

is in here.

The key to that door is in my keychain with the

rest.

Although I think it is stucked, it was open when I

arrived...

Don't worry, I don't think that Mr. Salva is afraid

of rats

He won't be intimidated by that ...

Besides if the door is closed, the rat will not get

in or go out.

So everyone is happy.

That's great, but I need my keys.

You're right ... Besides Mr. Salva will be here

any time now.

Well, I'll look for them.

Uh ... And what happens if Salva comes?

We show him the apartment, and see what he

thinks

I'll be right back

Elevator!

Sh*t ...

Where R is the number of sunspot ...

''The sun will become dark and the moon into

blood...

Before the great and terrible day of the lord

comes. Joel 2:
31 ''

I lost my keys. Have you seen them anywhere?

Why don't you look inside your c*nt? You filthy

whore

Do you need something ma'am?

I lost my keys.

What happened to your eyebrow?

I am looking for my keys. I'm not doing anything

wrong

I just want to know if you

have seen them or not.

No keys over here. You might be looking in the

wrong place.

Would you like to clean yourself?

She tried to hit me again...

Mister Salva?

No... Margarita.

Your credit is insufficient to make this call, now

from twenty pesos or more--

Your credit is insufficient to make this call

I didn't find them.

What?

The keys, couldn't find them! But I'm sure they

were...

Mr. Salva ...

No, no. He is Alberto and she is Angela, from

the real estate.

They came because---

I know, because it is a very important deal, you

were working for weeks...

...and you have barely sleep in days ...

Is something wrong?

Why do you ask?

Oh ... No, nothing. Have you

brought the contracts?

No, not really...

Emilio, our lawyer is going to bring them.

He and Salva should be getting here in any

minute.

I hope so, because it's about time.

Time for what?

Jorge said that you had to leave early.

Jorge are you sure you

don't have my keys?

No why would I want your keys?

Maybe you took them without realizing ...

No, I'm sure I didn't.

f***, can you check please!?

I mean if you could please check if they are not

in the box over there or...

... in your pockets or somewhere...

Ms. Sanchez, you opened the door,

left the keys...

...gave me your cell phone so I could talk to

Victoria...

... and while I was talking, you closed the door

and went out to buy coffee.

Jorge, don't worry, when Mr. Salva finish signing

the contracts...

I'll call a locksmith to change the lock...

I ask to the building manager

for a copy of front door's key.

We pay for it. We will not have

an argument for a bunch of keys ...

Listen, why don't we solve the situation

of Ms. Sanchez now?

Because we won't do that until Mr. Salva

approves the apartment.

Besides, we don't have

the papers to do so.

Well, I insist to find a solution now, so she won't

waste her time.

Don't insist. It is not possible.

And if it's not possible...

...is beyond question, Jorge.

And Jorge, next time you finish the minutes of a

cellphone, say it

What?

You finished the minutes of my cellphone.

I only called Victoria

Well it had to be a very long conversation,

right? Because I had more

than 60 pesos and now I have nothing...

Miss Sanchez you used it after I did...

Are you trying to call me a liar, crazy or

something because I don't get it

Okay... We don't have to be friends, but let's be

cordial. Please.

I have been cordial, I gave him my cellphone,

and he left me with nothing

And now I can't make phone calls...

We'll pay for that as well. Don't worry.

Does anyone have a mobile phone? I need to

make an urgent call.

Anyone?

No, with the rush...

We're all pretty upset.

Come on, Mr. Salva. Come on...

Did you hear that noise?

What?

What?

I don't know, something fell down in the kitchen.

I didn't hear anything ...

Neither did I.

Well I did.

Perhaps it was the wind coming from the

laundry room, right?

No, Jorge. No.

That's the sound of the wind...

... and that's how it sounds when something

falls to the ground.

I can still distinguish one thing from the other...

Even if I lose my keys, I'm accused of abusing a

homeless pervert...

... I fall headlong down the stairs, I hear noises

in my head...

...people treat me like crazy or I'm about to lose

my job...

I don't think I'm Napoleon yet. But who knows,

it's still noon. There is still time.

The noise came from there.

Let's see ...

What do you see?

Do you see the rat?

Whatever has done that noise must be

something more like Godzilla...

No, it's not a rat.

So what is it?

I don't know ... It looks ... It looks like a sack of

potatoes.

if it's a sack of potatoes, certainly is not going to

cause problems, right?

What's the problem exactly?

The problem is that it was not there before

Maybe it was and you didn't see it

But then where did it came from?

Let me understand this... What is the problem?

The sack? Or the potatoes?

The problem is that a sack of potatoes do not

appear spontaneously anywhere...

It sounds obvious or stupid, but things work that

way.

And don't look at me like that. It's true.

It is true. It looks like a sack of potatoes.

It doesn't mean that its content is potatoes. It

can be anything.

Did you return after the last tenants left?

Well, there can be toys in it. Clothes. Something

like that

Yes, maybe I didn't see it before.

No need to worry.

It's okay. Quiet, Margarita. Easy. It's all good.

It's all right. Okay Margarita?

Who drives the car? Who drives the car?

You drive the car. You are driving the car

I'll see if the neighbor on the second floor lends

me her phone

Hey, by the way. What we're you carrying in

those boxes?

Boxes?

Which boxes?

The boxes you had in the elevator.

We didn't bring any boxes.

Yeah, but there were boxes in the elevator.

They didn't bring anything.

Are you sure you're okay?

Who is it?

Hi I'm Marga, your neighbor from the fourth

floor, we met a while ago...

Hello, darling!

Hello, how are you? I hope

is not a bad moment...

No, not at all.

It's just that I have a problem and I'm out of

minutes in my mobile ...

I was wondering if you had a phone that I could

use

to make a phone call. Is local, it's a matter of life

or death.

Of course, come in!

Do you feel all right, dear?

Yes

You don't look good... I'll bring you something

warm. Is tea okay?

No, don't worry, ma'am.

Well, make your phone call,

I take care of it

Hello.

Ignacio, I'm Marga.

Oh, Marga, what is it?

There is a word for people like you: backstabber

Hey, why so much anger?

Why? Because we're supposed to work as

partners

We work for the common good. And when that

happens...

pettiness are left aside ...

Marga ... I don't understand

what you mean

I'm saying you're a pice of sh*t. You wanted to

f*** me, you little bastard?

You're nothing but a slug full of salt writhing on

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes