Vida Abismal, La Page #4

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tell her l'm still here,

in the same brothel

where l loved her for the 1st time.

Tell her l still love her,

as far as she may be.

Tell her to be happy,

to be at peace,

because in my sleeplessness

l'll watch over her rest

and in a soft voice,

so as not to wake her,

as if she were still in my arms,

l'll tenderly say to her,

''Good night, princess whore.''

Let's play?

Your 2000...

l'll see 3000...

and 5000.

Cards on the table.

Police!

Calm down! Please!

Police! Open the door!

Move it, damn it!

Well, well, well...

Outside, one by one. Let's go!

Mouths shut!

Lighten up,

they'll just write us up.

Write us up?

We'll be in the papers?

They'll look at our lD

and take our money.

''Confiscated by government order'',

of course.

Well, well, well...

lf you reopen the gambling den,

you'll go to the pen.

lt won't happen again.

You stay here for now.

Take him away.

The others...

-Sir...

-What the hell?

-l'm only...

-Hey, Nicasio. How come you're here?

How are you, sir?

How am l? Take him away.

Gentlemen, gambling is prohibited.

l'm confiscating all the money.

This time l won't arrest you.

We've made note of who you are.

lf this happens again,

we'll arrest and book you.

Understand?

Give them back.

-Pedro Climent.

-That's me.

Thanks.

-Jos Gispert.

-Me.

-Carlos Barber.

-Here.

Fernando Torrent.

Vicente Domenech.

Marcos Baixauli.

Thanks.

Antonio Lloris.

Chino, l resign.

-But it was only minor.

-Minor?

ln addition to the bank scam,

it'll get us in trouble.

Anything is trouble for you.

What sh*t is this?

Why don't you tell me?

l won't assume that this means

a lot to you. For me, it does.

Really, Chino,

l consider myself your friend.

Agood friend.

l admire you, but there's a limit.

-Do you know your limits?

-Yes.

What luck. l don't.

-Really?

-No. Maybe l have none.

What's wrong?

What are you affraid of?

Use your imagination,

fake revolutionary.

Get on the train,

see where you end up.

You could always jump off.

-How often have you been taken in?

-Never.

l'm sure the owner of the house

and Nicasio work with the cops.

-lf you knew, why...?

-Doesn't always happen.

lt didn't matter.

With the cheater,

the chicken sh*t addict and the cops,

something always gets

between us and the money.

Tomorrow we'll fix it, ok?

-Are you sure?

-On my word.

l gave you my word

and l came through on it.

What's it about?

Wear a nice suit, like mine.

Are you shitting me?

l don't have a suit.

You don't have dress pants

or a jacket?

Change and come.

-Can you explain?

-l'll explain on the way.

Let's go. Hurry.

We need to be in Cullera by 2.

The bank's closing.

Nothing. A check round.

l work with them and Hispano.

Here, l'll deposit from Hispano.

Normally, they don't give the money

till they get approval

unless the director

does me a favor...

And credit it quickly.

We need the cash to buy furniture

we already sold.

l trust you, Baixauli, but...

We can't miss this opportunity.

We need to buy the whole set.

l'm a good client. l think l deserve

some confidence.

This isn't about confidence,

which of course l have.

But after we give you the money

and before you pay back

the inspector could check in.

-Why would he come?

-He makes surprise visits.

When was the last inspection?

They haven't made one

since l've been here.

-Damn! Well...

-lt's only been 2 years.

Let's see, we're talking

about 8 to 10 days.

lf not, l'll have to go

to another bank.

-8 days, no more.

-Maybe less.

-And the comission?

-What comission?

For creating a fake society.

On top of teaching you to live?

Learn how things work.

Should l specialize

in cheating the bank?

That's life.

Good afternoon.

-Are you open?

-Yes.

Give me a whisky. Dyc.

Are you bored?

No.

-Where's Rosa?

-She doesn't work here anymore.

Where is she now?

-l was looking for you at the Cartago.

-You didn't see Rosa, did you?

-Didn't look.

-Do you like her?

Yes.

Liar. You've been 2 or 3 times

to look for her.

She told you?

Chino, l...

-Would you like to f*** her?

-Man...

Yes or no?

Yeh. l would.

But not like you think.

There're 100s...

And of all the whores,

you'd choose her.

Yes.

-But you don't dare because of me.

-Yes.

She's a princess.

She's where a woman

like her should be.

Where?

ln her village with her brother.

He's her only family.

Maybe she loves the man

who saved her.

She's only grateful.

Will you go see her some day?

Listen, it's gotten complicated.

Officially, l've disappeared.

The banks want money...

What will you do?

l've closed the company.

You've done it?

-You're problem free.

-You, too.

So you're a few days late.

Pay the banks.

lt's that l don't want to.

lt wouldn't make a difference.

They won't do me

the favor again.

So...

l'm going to Madrid.

-The normal.

-Madrid? Forever?

For now, a return trip.

Here everything's old.

The games there are better

with more money.

Are you going for the game

or the banks?

A little of both.

Here l've become famous.

When things calm down,

will you be back?

Don't know. No plans. And you?

-l'd like to see a game in Madrid.

-l'm going Thursday to Sunday.

l don't have much cash.

The ticket and hotel in exchange

for what l owe you.

-l haven't payed off my debt.

-l'll keep it in mind.

So, turning a new page.

A new adventure.

You don't miss anything from before?

Superstitions are different in Madrid.

To light 3 cigarettes

with one hand is bad luck.

-For who?

-For you and whoever sees you.

Don't look at them.

l will. l'll light as many as

possible with one hand.

l'll enjoy doing it.

-Expresso with Terry.

-Coffee with milk.

Here the jinx stands behind

whoever's winning.

-l'll go behind.

-lf they do it, do the same.

They won't burn you.

-But they think you will.

-l'm not good at it.

They don't know.

Every player has a jinx.

He can use it when he wants.

Even in illegal casinos

they have day-wages.

You can tell cause they got faces

white as a sheet.

You look skinny, but good.

Let's go, game's at 11.

lf you think you'll win, you will.

-Good evening.

-Hello.

lDs, please.

Baixauli? Where's that name from?

The postman.

Mr. Marcos?

Wait for me.

-Good evening.

-Hello.

Nice to meet you. Like-wise.

-l'll see that.

-l'll see that.

Me, too.

Your 100 and 200 more.

-200.

-l'll see that, too.

l'm in.

Pass.

Let's rest, please.

l asked for a rest.

-How's it going?

-lt's going.

-And the jinxs?

-A bunch of idiots.

-What's your strategy?

-Let them do it.

They think l'm a cheapskate.

l only bet with good cards.

-When will you catch them?

-Not sure, yet.

There's no time limit in the game.

Maybe in a couple hours.

l'm bored.

lf l don't need you it's better.

He won a lot of money. A lot.

He won...

and won...

and won.

What did l tell you?

Here l'll strike gold, Ferran.

You could pay off

your debts to the banks.

They'd take you off the black list.

Simple soul, you worry

about the banks.

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