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Quiet!

I couldn't keep them.

And... you're not married?

No. I got close...

once:
Esmeralda.

But I guess she was scared

that instead of saying "I do"

to the priest,

I'd say something inappropriate.

Naturally. Poor girl.

Poor me.

Federico, what's your color?

Oh, the color!

Don't forget that,

it's so important to know.

Butt out. You do your praying

and pray for us.

- That's what I'm doing.

- My color. Hope.

- What color is that?

-Isn't that a song?

It can be a color too,

Federico's using poetic license.

What color is it?

She was the only color in my life,

and I lost her.

Cheer up, "hops spring eternal".

Hope.

- Hope.

- What did I say?

Isn't it a great idea?

Of course the apartment's yours,

but only for two weeks a year.

Imagine the savings in bills.

Yes, the 1:
30 London-Madrid flight.

You don't know if it's left?

Is it lost in the Channel?

Well, if you don't know...

With the qualified girls

out of a job...

Thanks a lot!

Your turn.

No, not yet!

I'm not ready!

- Are you still here?

- I still am.

But relax, I'm going now

and won't be back... ever.

- Then don't come back.

- No way I'm coming back.

- What did I ever do to you?

- And what did I ever do to you?

- What did you do?

- Yes, what did I do?

It's what you haven't done.

Who knows what you did?

And what you did doesn't count?

What did I do? What did I do?

This!

This is what you did to me.

Why can't you be like other people?

I've got an appointment

with that Dr. Palomero tomorrow.

They say he's world-class specialist.

- About time!

- What do you want?

I've been waiting 13.5 months

for this appointment.

410 days.

9,840 hours,

which makes... 590,400 minutes,

or 35,424,000 seconds.

Shall I help you?

If you're not sure of

what my name is,

it's right here:
E-MIL-I-O.

Get it?

It's from some buddies...

They gave me this as... a joke.

I'm a taxi driver, I'm 37,

and my color is red and white.

- That's not one color, it's two.

- Hey, lady,

don't mess with Atleti...

don't mess with Atleti,

I'll lose my cool.

I suppose you've realized,

but my problem is

that I'm a calculator,

in the sense that I like

to calculate everything.

But maybe your defect,

if it is one,

makes you someone brilliant.

Hold on, hold on...

How many days is 25 years?

9,131.

Counting leap years.

But that's...

- Good, good.

- And how many minutes?

13,148,640.

See that?

No hesitation.

Like I say, he's a genius.

We should check it.

How do we know he's not lying?

- Check it, check it.

- I don't have a calculator.

I do.

There's something else: My wife...

-"ex", ex-wife...

- I do.

...says I've got "hoarding disorder".

Your wife, poor woman.

She's earned a place in heaven

putting up with you!

- Thanks, very nice.

- I've heard of that.

- What do you collect?

- Things...

You never know when you

might need them.

Appliance parts...

I'll leave them here.

...plastic bags, computers, bicycles,

-bingo cards.

- Bingo cards?

...lottery tickets...

Lottery tickets?

Some of them have

fascinating numbers.

For me it was a hobby, for her...

Hell.

- Is it that weird?

- No, I'm notjudging you.

No, sorry.

We're all in the same boat here.

You're not getting away,

Snow White. Your turn.

Motherf***er!

My name's Blanca,

I'm a lab technician and I'm...

25...

30...

My OCD has to do with

the panic I have

about microbes, bacteria,

fungi, mites, viruses...

all that kind of thing.

Since forever.

I think I should be worried, right?

They say I externalize too much,

but when you hear what you hear

and read what you read...

Miss Blanca? Again?

We'll have to talk to the union.

Ah, and my color is white.

It's just a coincidence.

It's just a coincidence.

Sometimes cleaning takes up

so much of my day, I barely have...

time to live life.

What a relief... taking off the masks.

Do think we didn't figure you out?

Very few people around me know.

This is about opening up, isn't it?

I ended up isolating myself

from the world.

I know what that's like.

So do I.

So do I.

I bet the lady on the couch too.

- So do I.

- The lady has a mouth.

I understand you, honey.

- No, no, not me!

- Yes, yes, you.

- No, no, not me!

- Yes, yes, you. You.

This is like a workout.

We'll have to do this

in front of the doctor too.

- I'm suffocating! I'm suffocating!

- Good, I'll open the window.

What a fixation!

My name's Lili,

short for Liliana, and...

something happens in my head

that makes me repeat everything.

What it's like exactly?

My name's Lili, short for Liliana,

and something happens in my head

that makes me repeat everything.

It's true.

Well, mystery solved.

Another one!

Does it always happen?

Always, always?

Almost always.

You must be a big hit at home.

Always, always?

- Almost always.

- Lady, we said no making fun.

Then you do the same.

Sometimes I repeat

the last syllables

of what other people say.

And it's always happened?

Again? Always, always?

Almost always.

I mean since when.

Again? Always, always.

Almost always.

Sometimes I repeat the last

syllables of what other people say.

No, since my father died.

- What if you don't repeat it?

- No,

since my father died.

I'm afraid of dying.

I'm afraid of dying.

Big, big!

Little, little!

Little, little!

Hold on, Marcial.

Marcial?

Hold on, Marcial. Marcial?

Big! Marcial, hold on. Big!

Marcial, hold on.

Marcial. Marcial, please, hold on.

Marcial, please, hold on.

March. Marcia.!

Relax, it's my fault.

I only had juice for breakfast.

It's aweso... extraordinary.

You know that repeating everything

is the height of symmetry.

Thanks, that cheers me up.

Thanks, that cheers me up.

- And your color?

- Grey, grey.

I thought it'd bring me luck.

Really? Why?

Grey, grey.

I thought it'd bring me luck.

Why? Why?

The "gris-gris" is

an African good luck amulet.

- You didn't know?

- No, I didn't.

The "gris-gris" is

an African good luck amulet.

- You didn't know?

- No, I didn't.

I don't want to be negative,

but you have a phone problem too.

- That's all I'll say.

- And you with dyslexia.

- What?

- And you with dyslexia.

Where's a socket?

Where's a socket?

Can we cut out the "air knitting"?

Your turn. You up for it?

You pest. I told you I'm here

because a friend couldn't come.

I think I know this friend

and you're as similar

two drops of water.

The water! God, I have to go.

No, no, don't be scared

No, don't be scared.

We've all done it.

Alright, I won't go yet.

Holy Virgin,

most immaculate,

most tender mother,

mighty aid to all Christians,

give me strength.

Look, she's talking to

her invisible friend now.

You think I'm so serious,

but I'm very modern.

I even went to a Beatles concert.

Don't give the ball, eh?

I feel more secure with my Bible.

We agreed not to make fun.

Don't worry, I'll make sure

that no one laughs.

I meant you specifically.

My name is Ana Maria Virginia

Galindo de la Mata

and I'm... well...

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