Queens Page #8

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before Barcelona?

- Guadalajara, in 15 minutes.

- Thanks.

- I want to come back.

- To where?

To work here, tomorrow.

I want to make up with you...

and with my son.

You could have worn slacks

to tell me that.

How about if I give them

my house?

The apartment they're buying

is expensive and small.

- How about you?

- Here in the servants' quarters.

How about your girlfriend?

I don't have a girlfriend.

Unless you say different.

We are misacted, Jacinto.

Damned dogs!

Marilina?

Marilina...

- Right. I got you.

- Give me your hand.

Right, let's go.

- What did she say?

- Nothing.

- Don't lie, it makes things worse.

- You do it, too.

- I'm doing all right.

- You're shaking.

Semon.

- Semon?

- Yes.

I'll get you a cognac.

Hi. Put that in the kitchen.

Follow me, please.

- Do you have change for a tip?

- My wallet is in my jacket.

Just a minute, please.

- Hugo?

- Hugo?

- He's gone!

- With my jacket.

- What's in the jacket?

- Like I said, my wallet.

What else?

- Hugo!

- Hugo!

- Hugo!

- Hugo!

NOW:

Hugo? Hugo, are you here?

- Answer me, please. I know you are.

- Hugo!

- Hugo!

- Hugo!

Hugo! Hugo! Hugo!

Right, people.

Everyone call Hugo!

Hugo! Hugo!

Hugo! Hugo!

- Off the stage, even if you're a cop!

- Excuse us just a minute.

Out, please!

Out!

- Thanks.

- You're welcome.

- What are you doing here?

- And together!

- Why are you here?

- To apologize.

Come on, Jacinto,

apologize to the boy.

- Jons...

- If I were you, I'd leave.

- You're surrounded by faggots.

- I feel fine here.

- Aren't you scared to mix?

- Maybe he'll be lucky...

and meet someone like you.

- Or like you.

- What's going on?

You cheat on the boy two days

before your wedding...

and screw my analyst!

- He was my analyst before.

- And you must have fond memories.

- Like your memories of Hugo?

- He's crazy about you.

He has a strange way of loving me.

Love is very strange.

Look at me and look at you.

Since you were young,

you go to bars, saunas...

dark rooms, there isn't a hole

where you haven't been.

So don't lecture me,

because you're as dirty as I am.

And when you asked me for help,

did I ever deny it?

- Now you can help me.

- I don't know how.

Don't let me leave thinking

that you could have been happy...

if it hadn't been for me.

I know I'm not a good mother,

but I am a good friend.

Mom, are you telling me

to get married?

Give it a try.

If I tell Hugo what I did

behind his back, I'll hurt him.

Let him decide that.

Main door, do we know

where Narciso is?

Crying in the arms of a guy?

Tell him his number is up!

- What about you?

- We want to talk to be grooms.

- Where are they?

- This is far out. Lower the screen.

Sir, we have permission

from the organizers.

We spoke to the guy

at the front door and he said...

Look who's here.

Marilina!

Come here, come here!

Come here, my love!

Come here, little one.

How the hell did this dog

get in here?

Through the stage door.

What?

I'm sorry.

- Jos, we can start any time.

- Lf we get this circus out of here.

Come on, ladies. Get out, please!

- Hugo!

- Damn. Who the hell is Hugo?

- Are you all right?

- I'm getting better.

Do you have my gun?

Frankly, you should retire.

Jos, call the couples,

and we'll raise the curtain.

Excuse me, Hugo.

- When you're ready.

- Curtain up!

By authority conferred upon me

by the Spanish State...

and in the name of

His Majesty, the King...

I declare you joined in matrimony.

You may...

Yes, you may.

We closed the deal

with the San Francisco hotel.

I'll be going there, then.

I can't stand you any more.

- Is everything okay?

- Yes, come and see.

See what men are like?

It makes no difference if they're gay.

In the end, we always work for them.

Csar!

- I'm fired, right?

- I agree with eight percent...

if you take me to the movies.

The world sure changes,

don't you think?

The world changes, but, history

teaches us that, way down deep...

...we do things for the same reason.

- And why do we do things?

Because we want to feel alive

and forget that we're going to die.

My companion died last year.

All his life, he dreamed

of getting married...

...but he ran out of time.

- I'm so sorry.

So am I...

...but we have to carry on.

- That's true.

We have to carry on.

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