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don't talk to her

and stay away from her.

I met her by chance.

- I'm not interested in an explanation.

You'd like me to be dumb and nothing more.

Maybe you think that, but I don't.

But that's how it should be.

Really?

Well if it should be so ...

...then I can go one better.

Come on, Santiago.

Wait.

What about your paintings?

You really are stupid. Do you really think

I'm here because of them?

I am here because of you, idiot. Now I've

said it. Satisfied? I'm here because of you.

You knew I had a wife and a child

besides, I'm not like that.

No ... You're a real man, huh?

A real macho, huh?

- So what?

And what am I?

Think what you want,

but I see your face when we f***.

F*** you.

Go f*** yourself, motherf***er.

Like every Sunday, we're invited to Miguel &

Mariela Salas home ...

...to enjoy lunch for 1 hour.

Because she's giving birth soom she needs help with the cooking.

Tano and Jacinto have already offered their help. Give them a round of applause.

And someone else has offered to help?

Yes, yes. I will.

You, Ms. Trinidad?

- No, not me. My daughter.

I told carlotta yesterday that I was looking for something to do lsaura.

She's keeping quiet

Not like the men.

We love beautiful women like her.

Always so nice.

It would be good for her.

She works hard and is a good cook.

You'll be very happy with her.

What do you think, Father?

You must be relieved.

Why?

- Haven't you noticed?

The photographer isn't there. He hasn't collected his newspapers

from Pepe since Thurs.

I see that you are well informed.

I won't condemn anyone, but he's

not a good example for the children.

I don't think the painter is a bad person.

He even gave me a candle recently

in the market.

You know what she said? "I think I like him.

He gave me a candle. "

Unbelievable. Now they're good

friends. I don't like that man.

Always taking photos,

He's so quiet, always watching.

Hopefully we won't stay long.

He is here to paint,

but I have never seen a painting.

He's probably been thrown out of his house.

It's obvious why.

When he's that way.

- Do you think the artist ...?

Of course. I've seen him

with magazines with naked men.

What a shame. He seemed so nice.

You woke me.

Why are you sweating.

What were you dreaming?

- Nothing.

Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Go away. don't ruin it for me.

See?

- Don't spoil it for me.

Damn.

Miguel?

- Damn. Go away.

You see me. Listen to me.

- Go away.

The current has me, Mico.

- Did you catch much?

Sabino said he needed 20 fillets for lunch.

What's going on?

Is everything all right?

You look so pale.

Sit down.

Did you eat something bad?

I make some hot broth for you.

For my fishing

Santiago

Now you can take your own photos.

Chino ...

Cry, throw it out there.

I'm sorry.

That you've bottled it up for so long.

What?

You have to know that Carlos is now at peace. He's resting.

"... In the sense that the darkness

passes and the true light. "

"Who says in the light and its

brother hatred which is still in darkness.

Whoever loves his brother remains

in the light and does not fall.

This is the word of God.

- The Lord is praised.

You're sweat.

Chino, you're sweating.

-Sorry.

Are you okay?

- Yes, it's just hot.

I don't know what happened. I don't know

what I'm doing here, but we need to talk.

The Gospel according to Luke.

Come-up.

Bless the Lord.

"If any of you has 100 sheep ...

... let him leave 99 behind

to find the lost sheep?

They're sleeping whilst they are still

drawn. I found nothing.

I think the Brazilian are best.

- Those are great.

It tells me nothing. My Carlos didn't like soap operas. He just watched football.

Football, soccer and football again.

Terrible.

Miguel also doesn't like soaps, but

he watches El Derecho de Amar.

That's being repeated.

- You must look Dona. For Lauro Corona.

It's so good.

- Really?

Even Miguel says.

What happened?

- I don't know.

I went into the sea ...

... The current took me to the rocks.

And now nobody sees me.

Nobody hears me.

I want to leave, but I can't.

It's like I'm stuck here.

With you.

I don't know what to do.

It feels the same.

Why am I here, Mico?

We must give you to the sea.

- Damn.

I know it's ridiculous.

We need to find your body and give it to the sea. Otherwise you will find no rest.

I'll help, Tiago.

I'll help you.

Don't ask me to leave, Mico.

I'm so unhappy.

It's terrible when you are away.

Nothing.

Quiet.

Why are you here?

- I don't know.

Do you sleep walk?

No.

The PA was good.

The music sounded loud.

Yes, Father Juan bought it.

The music was good, huh?

Pato brought the CD.

Thank you for dancing with me.

- You dance well.

You know how to lead.

Nobody can see you, huh?

Except you.

Tiago?

How are you?

- Great.

I spent the whole morning frightening children.

Come on.

- Where?

The street.

- Wait.

Come on.

Nobody can see me. Come!

You've a real temper huh?

Tell that idiot you can't see me.

See? No one sees me.

Come on, fool.

Miguel, come on out.

You see. Nothing happened.

Look what a beautiful day it is.

Sitting outside.

Let's go hiking.

Onward.

Relax.

- Hi, Miguel.

See? No one can see me.

How was your day?

Good?

- Yes?

Don't be so nervous. Relax.

Hi, Miguel.

- Hello.

Jacinta.

Good day, Auntie.

Holy sh*t.

I will raise you one

and take two. Okay?

He needs to have at least A flush.

-That's what I'm afraid OF.

He's bluffing. His cards are crap.

You're lucky, Chino.

And?

Nothing.

I've found nothing.

The sea is clear.

That will help.

Why don't you?

Where?

- Here.

With me ..

I mean it.

What is it?

I've had a long wait to hear you inally say it.

Previously we couldn't be together. Now though.

I thought you were happy.

I am happy when I'm with you,

otherwise I feel f***ed. Nothing.

I promise ...

- What can you promise me?

Don't you understand?

Look at us. Look!

I know I can promise you anything,

but I want you with me.

Miguel.

Wake up, Miguel.

Pastor.

- What happened to you?

Nothing.

-What do you mean 'nothing'.

Look at you.

Put your clothes on.

I get it already

Nothing, huh?

- Sorry. I must have had too much to drink.

What's wrong, Miguel?

You never do this type of thing.

-Nothing, Father. Really.

You haven't been to confession for a while.

- Because everything is going well.

Are you sure?

-Yes.

Don't say anything to Mariela, please.

- I don't like gossip.

But you have to promise me that you

won't get drunk or naked.

The children might see you.

He's sleeping.

- You're exactly your father.

The whole day sleeping.

Sorry, but if you think of me, I come.

What?

- I thought I heard him.

I'm so ugly, huh?

Not at all. Why?

-I don't know.

You look very beautiful.

Beautiful?

What could have happened to the painter?

How should I know?

Nobody has seen him lately.

- Maybe he left.

That's weird, right?

All his belongings are still here.

You ever talked to him?

No. Why should I?

I thought you were friends.

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