Post Tenebras Lux Page #2

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Have you ever heard of the internet?

That load of sh*t

of email and Bluetooth?

Yeah. You can find a lot of information

there, whatever you want.

Even pornography. A lot of it.

So, I got hooked

watching it at night.

Before going to sleep,

I have to go watch some,

otherwise I can't sleep

and can't even screw the wife, man.

But it can be cured. Let's go now.

I'll walk you to your car.

I've been doing this for eight years

and I've seen a lot.

How long does each of

the 12 steps take?

C'mon, dogs!

One or two years.

What step are you on?

To be honest, I'm on the first.

Jesus,Seven!

No, girls, be careful!

Careful! Don't point it at people!

- Cheers!

- Cheers, cousin.

Have you seen the coat

Achito's son's wearing?

It's a little coat down to here.

It's blue. F***ing cool.

Business is bad, like everything else.

- Don't tell me...

- I do tell you.

Nothing is happening.

We're just sitting and waiting.

Impatiently.

Do you have a lighter

for the firecrackers?

- No!

- But we'll get you one.

Hey, Lore.

Lorena has grown so much!

- Hello!

- Uncle.

Dude. How are you all? Merry Christmas.

It's been ages!

How are you?

It's been six months.

- How are you, Uncle?

- Good. Good.

Eleazar!

- Hello.

- How are you?

- You're growing fast, man.

- Eleazar.

- How are you?

- Where's your sister?

- Rut!

- Where did you leave her?

Rut! Come here!

Hello, how are you, darling?

So nice to see you!

Eleazar and Rut, have you said hello

to great-grandma yet?

- No.

- No.

Well, go and say hello!

Go say hello.

What's up, Eleazar?

Rut!

Aldrete family.

Who's next?

Hey, children! Get together

according to you families.

Very good, keep studying hard,

so you can grow up to be

a great businessman!

What do you want to do

when you grow up?

I don't know.

Start thinking! Use your head.

Give Great-Grandma a kiss!

Bravo!

I'll split.

For the three of us.

For Blas.

Here. For Lucas.

We're rich now. Rich!

I caught you!

You too, you too!

Have you started ruining the table?

Something's missing... half a baguette!

Rut, you're eating already?

And you, too?

Come here with your grandmother.

Do you like this music, my dear?

It's understandable

that the school expelled him.

Come on, two computers!

For God's sake, all children

go through destructive phases.

Well, I don't know.

Within a fortnight, nobody will remember

the computers or the boy.

Because the boy

will be up to something else.

He's been getting into mischief

for centuries.

Didn't he split

his cousin's head open?

- Of course!

- That's right!

He's been doing the same thing

for six years now.

It was about time

the school said enough!

Cousins, after hearing

you talk for half an hour...

You reminded me of a passage

from War and Peace

where Tolstoy talks about Pierre,

the former millionaire

who becomes a pariah

when the French invade Moscow.

It goes something like this:

"Pierre felt for the first time

that strange yet pleasant feeling

as he suddenly understood

that wealth, power, life,

everything that men fight for

and defend so eagerly,

are worth no more than the pleasure

one feels when they abandon you."

Juan, it looks like the countryside

is getting to you!

New Age architecture

isn't doing you any good.

I don't see anything funny

in going around breaking things.

Honestly, me neither.

What a load of bullshit.

These cousins...

Are you still going on

with your, "it's been a long time.

Ah, it's so nice to see you!"?

What an a**hole you are! You know what?

Take your sh*t somewhere else!

You've been drunk since you got here.

Go to sleep!

Listen, people! I honestly think

that Dostoyevsky is far better.

Tolstoy is... too intense!

And the truth is that

the greatest is Chekhov.

Or do you only read modern books?

Suck him off!

Harder up his ass.

F*** him in the ass!

Push!Push!

Go on, f*** his hole!

Do it harder! Harder!

We need two guys... Two men.

We need two!

Come on, come on!

Harder!

Harder!

Shall we go?

Excuse me, we're looking

for the Duchamp room.

Yes, it's right here.

- Where are you from?

- Mexico.

- Is this your first time here?

- Yes, we'll see how it goes.

- You speak good French.

- Well, more or less...

Would you like a cigarette

before you go in?

No, thanks, we don't smoke.

You're right, it's expensive.

- Yes, it is.

- Very expensive, actually.

What, then?

The kid's holidays are longer...

- Close the door, Natalia.

- Yes, Juan.

We're looking for the Duchamp room.

This room is Hegel.

Duchamp is next door,

through the metal door.

- So, this one is Hegel?

- Yes.

- It's this door, through here.

- The metal one?

You go in first.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Come in.

- Hello.

- Hello.

I'm glad we came here, man.

You have beautiful skin.

I also want her. I want her for me.

You're so beautiful.

Gently, sir!

- She's good-looking.

- Yes, she is.

Not so quickly!

Go on, Valerie.

You're beautiful.

Don't worry, everything will be OK.

- What's your name?

- Natalia.

Everything will be fine.

Would you like to be in her place?

I'd prefer to have her for myself!

Are you OK?

Yes.

It's fine. Relax...

Just enjoy it.

OK.

Your body is made for this.

You must let go.

Do you feel better now?

Yes.

Are you sure?

I... I love this.

How does that feel?

It's coming.

They all want you

because you're beautiful.

Yes.

Thank you.

This is a pleasure for me, Natalia.

You're late.

Glove.

Seven.

This is the tree.

It's a big one, isn't it?

That'll teach 'em.

It'll make a hell of a noise.

Sh*t! Do the branches first.

That's what I'm paying you for.

You're the boss.

For f***'s sake!

Stop it, you bastards!

F***ing dogs!

Let's get to work!

I turn my back for a second

and you steal my place?

That's how it is, man.

I want you to use an axe.

Screw the chainsaw and the noise.

I'll have to do it at night

so nobody sees me.

Would you prefer 9am

with a coffee and a sandwich?

For f***'s sake.

What are you going to do here, Glove?

I'm going to sow my corn.

This land is great!

- It'll take really well.

- And what will your sister say?

I don't give a sh*t!

She says she'll get me first,

but I've already bought the gun

to kill the stupid b*tch!

So why do you want

to take the tree down, then?

To annoy her! She thinks trees

talk amongst themselves,

that they're alive, that they

f*** each other! The damned trees!

Just imagine the mess

it would make on my field!

Here on the field,

what a f***ing mess!

Sure, avocado trees

drop loads of leaves.

I'll shoot her on sight

even if it's in the back.

She's done that, the b*tch.

Who knows how many she's killed?

And she always shoots 'em in the back.

I don't want to go just yet.

I'm still young

and what would my children say?

That I let myself

be slaughtered like a pig?

I won't let those shits down, even

though they've stopped speaking to me.

Still, they're my kids.

A**holes!

Why do you quarrel so much, Glove?

Look, Seven, I don't quarrel.

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