Queens

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"QUEENS"

FRIDAY - 11:
30 AM

Oh my God...

- Hello?

- Mom, I'm sorry, but...

No, I'm not your mother.

She just left her seat.

- Who are you?

- A fellow traveler.

- Do I know you?

- No, no. Look...

she dropped her cell phone.

I'm not nosy...

...but...

- I have to talk to her.

- It's urgent.

- Just a minute.

I'll go get her.

Occupied!

She can't take your call.

She's in the bathroom!

Tell her that it's her son, Narciso.

I'm calling from Brussels.

Excuse me, but it's your son,

Narciso, calling from Brussels.

Take a message, please!

May I take a message?

Tell her I had a problem and won't be

able to meet her at the station.

- Hugo will pick her up instead.

- Has something happened?

- What?

- In case she asks.

Tell her I'm on a committee,

and that Hugo will pick her up.

He'll have a bunch of white roses.

Will you remember the name Hugo?

Yes, Hugo, I know.

Like Victor Hugo. Yeah, I got it.

Well, now it's your turn to call.

Excuse me, dear,

but are you talking to me?

- Mom? Mom?

- Hi, Hugo.

I see that you go to everyone's

wedding, except mine.

- I'm a Justice of the Peace.

- I know what you are...

but can you tell me why you made

a last minute decision to travel?

I'm exhausted.

I haven't had a vacation for years.

You're going because you cannot

bear to see me marry a man.

- Avoiding that is avoiding me.

- I'm going to avoid a circus.

I don't know why you want to make

a spectacle out of your wedding.

It's an event, Mom!

- It represents a right conquered!

- Must you all be married at once?

Twenty couples covered

by the press and the TV channels...

For the first time, homosexuals

will be legally married in the country.

- We should all be proud.

- It's a show, Hugo!

You dislike it as much as I do.

You're only doing it for him.

Of course I am.

You do things like this for love.

He manipulates you.

He's not to blame that

you and Dad didn't work out.

Don't give me that.

Use your psychology

on your clients.

Helena, remember we said

that we'd go for coffee.

And remember that your doctor

said you must not drink coffee.

Sure. Trust doctors,

and you'll die in a flash!

Let's have dinner anyway!

- I don't have a thing.

- What?

I'm on my way to the gym. I don't have

my wallet or jewels with me.

Take it easy.

- This gun is not mine.

- Mine, neither.

No, I have it, but it 's not mine.

And it's not loaded.

Why are you crying?

I'm not crying. I just put...

some drops in my eyes.

- Did you give him the day off?

- You know him.

- You made him work to the end.

- He insisted...

...on spraying the place today.

- He'll never feel he's family, Mom.

I do what I can. I'm even going

to the dinner in your honor, right?

Just please, don't humiliate him.

Your mother doesn't make a habit

of humiliating people.

Don't be angry.

I just want everything to work out.

What about me?

Don't I want everything to work out?

Relax, Reyes.

How can I relax?

I am not a relaxed woman.

Besides which,

my son is marrying a man...

and that man is my gardener's son!

Never mind, Reyes. You are

an open-minded, modern woman.

Very open-minded, very modern

and very tense.

Especially when I remember that

he's worked for me for fifteen years...

and I can't remember seeing him

inside the house once.

And now he's coming to dinner.

- As my son's father-in-law.

- Reyes, would you mind...

if we finished fifteen minutes early?

I must pick up my mom at the station.

- Is she spending some time with you?

- Yes.

She's coming for my wedding.

I'm getting married, too.

Is this train from Barcelona?

Yes, it just came in.

Lovely roses.

Thanks.

- Hello, Nuria.

- Hugo!

- Here.

- Wow! You shouldn't have.

I had them, so you'd know who I was.

Last time we met, I had a beard.

- You look better without it.

- That's what your son says.

- How was your trip?

- Entertaining.

- There, there. Poor baby!

- Mom?

- Poor baby!

- Mom?

My ducky! My darling ducky!

I can't believe that you

brought your dog!

Who could I leave her with

in Buenos Aires?

What about a dog hotel?

I have no idea what they're like

in Buenos Aires!

To leave Marilina in one

would mean her death!

- No!

- When you're ready, ma'am.

You brought the entire household.

Your hair is lovely.

Come, sir, let's go.

My love! Have you lost weight?

So, this hotel was built

exclusively for gay guests?

Well, not exclusively.

- They take mothers, too.

- And dads.

Especially if they're good-looking.

- Welcome.

- Thanks.

- Do I have time for a bath?

- We have a 10 PM reservation.

Narciso must be leaving Brussels now.

You definitely look much better

without a beard.

If everything works out right,

we'll open three Mayerling hotels...

in the USA. New York, Miami

and San Francisco.

I should demand royalties.

I was your inspiration, right?

Your father and I thought

of opening up our hotels to gays...

when we were traveling in Mykonos.

You were very small.

We hadn't caught you in bed

with your English tutor yet.

- You are hateful sometimes, Mom.

- I don't know how to handle you.

Anyway, this will all be yours

when we go upstairs.

- Will he be here for the wedding?

- He won't miss it.

- He's meeting some Americans.

- Then he'll be here.

I'm sorry, we don't allow dogs.

I told you already!

And we told you that we are

related to the hotel's owners.

scar!

Miguel, take it easy. She's noisy,

but she's not aggressive.

Stop! Stop!

Marilina, that's enough. Stop!

Lzaro, take the dog to the patio

and feed it.

Help the gentleman, darling.

I'll be right back.

I'm sorry,

I didn't introduce you. Well...

this is my mother,

and this is Miguel.

- And his mother.

- Are you Miguel?

Pleased to meet you, darling. Sorry,

the poor thing's been traveling...

...for way too long.

- This is Magda, my mother.

- Magda, I'm Ofelia. How do you do?

- How do you do?

I'm impressed with the hotel, Magda.

I'm dying to see the room.

We don't allow dogs.

- I beg your pardon?

- I'm terribly sorry.

- What am I going to do with her?

- There are dog hotels.

- We can find one in the phone book.

- No! I can't leave her.

I tried once, and she got depressed.

- Maybe you could make an exception.

- No, I cannot.

We have rules, and I must be

the first to keep to them.

- Mom, she's only staying a week.

- A week?

Who, me?

Didn't you tell Miguel that I'll be

staying for three months, ducky?

Get out! Get out!

You're stomping on my plants.

Come through the back door!

- Get going!

- Leave it to me, Jacinto.

- Did you see what a mess they made?

- It's late.

I thought you'd left to clean up.

I don't like to leave things

unfinished.

Do you mind if I freshen up here?

No.

I called my son and told him

to bring my clothes.

- I can use the pool shower.

- No way, it doesn't have hot water.

Use the guest room bathroom.

Do you know where it is?

- No.

- Come with me.

- Excuse me. May I help you?

- Yes, thanks.

- Ftima, see to the caterer's boys.

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