Sanky Panky

Genaro let me get a mint.

Give me a mint!

Give me a candy!

A mint Genaro!

You should at least warn me

when you come in.

Made me choke on my English!

What do you want?

I want a mint.

This is...

This is...

Here's your mint, give it here.

Oh, I'm in the wrong market.

I better go to the next street, bye.

Sure, you go ahead.

Hope a truck runs over

your dumb heads.

Are you still trying English by mail?

It doesn't work around here.

Around here English is the language

of the rich or the destitute...

Just look at you.

Am I rich?

I got no choice but

to learn by mail.

I take care of it with Juana.

Look here...

Are you freaking nuts?

Put it away.

Can you picture me robbing a bank?

I borrowed it from Miguelito...

He hooked up with the American hag.

If he did so well, why can't I?

You should fight your battle here.

Why don't you get a local rich hag?

Would they look at this bag of bones?

I think we should struggle here.

That's bull.

One should struggle

where there's money?

Do you see any around here?

Do you see money?

Oh my! Look a bag of money...

no wait, it's just candy.

There's no money.

The money is held by a few people.

This country is a big old

garbage bag...

And no one has a clue

what to do with it.

The man just had it...

Not just tired of it, I HAD IT!

Same thing.

The ones doing great are... politicians,

government officials, baseball players...

And a couple of mega-divas!

Beat it guys!

I can't waste my time talking

to you slackers. Beat it.

That's enough, don't get so worked up.

Besides, you should turn

down that music.

Easy my man.

Genaro is our friend.

He's just a bit upset.

Cause he can't even learn how

to say sausage in English.

True, I don't know how to say it, but...

I know how to say "your mother!"

What does it mean?

That you are hip, a la mode!

I thought it meant something else.

So I am "your mother"?

Yeah, your t-shirt is your

mother, your mother...

Genaro the destitute.

The guys are right.

If Miguelito did well,

why can't I?

For one, he's good looking.

A good physique, robust, strong.

A deep gaze...

So I have a gay son?

For God sake mom!

I don't mind it that much.

Well, I don't care.

You figure it out, you do that.

But mom...

Your dad must be turning in his grave.

Can't you see how things

are around here mom?

Money is always in the same

pockets, with same people.

You just figured that out?

What world do you live in?

Be grateful for what you have.

And thank God for this shack.

Where you get three square meals...

Many people would kill for this...

Hut, what Shack?

I can't stand this anymore...

Who can stand this?

So what are you going to do?

Your uncle fired you from the car shop;

you couldn't even turn a screw.

Be grateful for what you got,

just as your parents did.

I can't mom.

I can't.

I can't watch you struggling

just to keep the shop going...

Taking sh*t from the rich...

The Sunday drunks...

I can't stand that.

Just to see you perish penniless

on that counter... Just like dad.

That I won't stand for.

Oh? Baby...

Who the hell is making so much noise?

Just when you're working...

Where are you going?

I go to see who is calling.

You'll leave me all alone?

No, I'll be right back baby...

Don't go anywhere, be right back.

Who the hell could this be?

What's all this noise my brother?

You think this is the farmers market?

This is my house.

What's up?

Gotta borrow your truck

to go see Miguelito.

Lend you my what?

Are you going nuts?

Miguelito lives far away...

Besides, my mom is here

and I'm working.

Chelo,

I said no.

I gave three grand and drank it

with the tailor's wife.

Wait Genaro,

don't make so much noise...

Mom is here and she'll notice...

What women are you talking about?

I was here by myself and just had

two beers from the corner store.

By myself, with no woman.

Without a woman.

No woman was there with me.

Alright, just one dropped by...

I mean she just appeared...

It was a coincidence,

pure coincidence...

I didn't take her there.

I didn't go there with any woman.

Alright... it was the tailor's woman.

And the three grand you lent me,

I drank it up with her.

And I'll pay you,

you know when... never.

What are you gonna do about it?

What?

Nothing...

So stop making such much noise...

I was just working...

Let me go to the tailor.

Hey, Genaro, Genarito,

what's up my brother?

Is just my pick up truck you want?

I can't. You got no license,

I'll take you instead.

Listen up, stay right where you are.

Wait right here, I'll tell mom.

Mom, mom...

Stay right there.

Mom...

Don't move...

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Mommy look,

I got to step out with Genaro.

I'll be right back.

I'm coming...

What's the matter with him?

Look, you better behave...

Hurry up Chelo!

Alright I'm coming.

He's so demanding!

See you love.

You think Miguelito will tell me how

he got the old American lady?

Sure. He gave me the English

book so I could learn.

Just as the women from

Alta alegria say...

Genaro, change that face pal.

I mean...

Cheer up, cheer up.

Life's full of joy bro.

Look, I'm going to play

Aventura for you.

May I help you?

Love, you could help me

with whatever you like...

We're very close friends

of Mr. Miguelito.

Come right in, they're waiting

by the pool area.

A pool? Did you hear?

A pool area?

Next thing you know they have

a latrine area.

Don't talk crap inside

this beautiful house.

While you talk to Miguelito...

I'll go and get frozen lemonade

from the kitchen area.

Do your thing with Miguelito, go...

Hey Genaro!

Is that you Miguelito?

You look the same you crazy fool.

Maybe a little older.

Come over; don't stand there

like an idiot.

Like you've seen a ghost.

Come tell me about the neighborhood.

What a place,

what a mansion you've got.

Take a club, and keep talking...

So tell me about

the neighborhood Genaro.

Same old, hoodlums killing each other,

people stealing electricity...

streets fool of potholes...

The old lady's still sick

and complaining.

Everything is fine...

Not like you though...

but we manage.

Come hit it.

What?

Hit the ball.

Sorry, I'm out of shape;

I haven't played in a while.

I'm doing terrible.

What?

I'm doing lousy,

I'm hitting rock bottom.

I think you exaggerate.

Have a drink.

Things are so bad, that I'm organizing

illegal boat trips to Haiti.

Want to be on the list?

Would you like it with soda

or on the rocks?

Whisky?

I 'd drink it with my bare hands.

I need your help. I'm desperate.

I don't see that things are so bad...

Take a shot, three deep breadths

and tell me all about it...

Why are things so bad?

So now you don't even

now how things are.

Of course, living here you don't got

a clue what's going on in Capotillo.

You don't buy salami by slice or

portions or rations of tomato paste...

With such nice gay sandals,

and matching outfit,

you should start your own

entertainment TV show.

Where's the old lady?

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