Wild Tales Page #5

...the house of the alleged murderer

right here in San Isidro.

This morning there was

an accident on Libertador Avenue...

Open the door.

I have something important to tell you.

Can we talk in a civilized manner'?

What?

It's settled, we have an agreement.

The 30,000 dollars will come

out of everyone's share.

I don't want to hear about it!

It's over!

Get out of my house!

Let me remind you

two people are dead.

If Santiago is found guilty,

it will cost us much more.

Jos, on the other hand, is penniless.

Right, so who will compensate

the victim's family?

The money should go to them,

that's the right thing to do.

That scumbag earns a salary

that comes out of my taxes?

He should investigate what happened!

You want to represent my son?

Discuss your fees with him!

If he can pay,

it's between you two.

Do what you have to do!

Do your job!

We had a deal,

it's not honorable to back out.

I'm sorry if I offended you,

but I've always defended

your family's interests.

I thank you with all my heart!

You're an angel!

Can I talk to them

to see if I can improve the terms?

Excuse me.

Listen,

I think we have

a better deal to offer you.

Jos takes the initial 500,000

and says forget about

the apartment on the beach.

The prosecutor and I

split the million.

Not one penny more.

But we have to do it now,

Mauricio.

The press is outside

and the prosecutor needs

to let the police chief

into the house.

No!

I'll put up a total of one million

and you split it any way you want.

- What do you mean, one million?

- Take it or leave it!

If you don't like it, get lost!

You come back here with

any other proposal

and I'll press charges against

you for extortion.

Against you and the prosecutor!

Prosecutor, can you reveal

the identity of the suspect?

I can't give any details right now,

but the case is virtually closed.

There's only one suspect

and I'm about to present

the brief to the judge.

Thank you.

Justice, justice!

Watch out!

Always showing some skin, Bocha!

And now...

it's time we all stand up

and give a big hand

to welcome our dear...

Romina and Ariel!

Let me hug my father-in-law!

Take good care of her.

I'll be watching.

Thank you!

I gave him a few good tips...

Long live the newly weds!

Everyone look this way.

A big smile!

Thank you very much.

Thanks!

Thank you.

Enjoy.

Romina.

This is a little something for you.

You shouldn't have.

You being here is gift enough.

Are you having a good time?

Lovely.

You're so beautiful!

Your family is so nice.

Too bad this country is so unsafe.

Roni's wallet was stolen last night

and he didn't even realize it.

That's horrible!

How awful!

Yes, things are bad now,

but little by little...

So many beautiful people.

All friends of yours?

Well, those are our friends

from the country club.

We hadn't seen each other

since we were 13,

but with Facebook and all,

we got back in touch.

Facebook!

Those back there

are my college friends

with their boyfriends.

Well, the ones who have boyfriends.

Those are...

Ariel's co-workers...

Are you having a good time?

- Yes. Are you?

- Good...

Your typical wedding.

You're something, you know?

Enjoy.

You too.

Do you know any good place

for us to learn the tango?

Yes! No... Not me.

But I know my cousin would.

I'll introduce you.

F***! I don't...

What is it?

No more wine for you.

No, don't do that.

Act like you're talking to me.

Ariel, who's that girl

with the long hair?

Which one?

That one over there.

Your co-worker.

Lourdes.

Why?

No reason.

And how does Lourdes know

your guitar teacher?

My guitar teacher?

A few months ago

someone called your phone

when I answered, they hung up.

You said it was your guitar teacher.

It seemed weird, so I saved the number.

And now I call and Lourdes picks up.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You don't know?

With all the cell phone companies

and special deals out there,

this girl just happened to buy

your guitar teacher's phone line?

Especially if you never

introduced them.

Isn't it an amazing coincidence?

- So?

- What?

Answer me or I'll ask her myself.

- Romi, please, don't.

- Don't "Romi" me!

Answer my question!

Ariel, does everyone at table 27

know that you f***ed that girl?

Did you invite all those jerks

to our wedding? How could you?

I'm sorry to interrupt.

May I have this dance

with the prince?

Of course, my queen.

Here's your prince.

What happened?

Nothing.

Romi, are you okay?

What is it?

Just a moment.

Bocha, can I have a minute?

Honey.

Baby, stop it.

Let's enjoy our wedding.

Did you sleep with that girl?

Please, tell me the truth,

I need to know.

Yes, baby.

But it didn't mean anything to me,

I swear.

Romi, please,

let's not make a scene here.

- It was a mistake.

- Let me go!

I'm sorry! Really, I made a mistake.

I want to be alone!

What was that?

- Did you see her?

- You're asking me'?

Everything Okay?

Shall I get somebody?

Are you all right'?

Clearly you're not all right.

Calm down.

What happened?

I just found out my husband

cheated on me

with one of our wedding guests.

That's awful.

And now I don't know what to do

with all those people down there.

Calm down, these things happen...

Time heals all wounds.

Here.

If you love him,

you'll be able to forgive him.

- If he's the one for you...

- I don't know if I love him!

I don't know if he's the one for me...

He's an a**hole!

Well, then...

To hell with him.

And don't worry about the guests,

you're not the first woman

at that party to be cheated on.

Plus,

if you spend your time worrying

about what other people think

you're screwed, kiddo.

All better?

Look...

If I were you,

I'd go downstairs,

move the party along, end it early,

and then, back at home,

tell him it's over.

What happened to you is awful,

I won't deny it.

But you have to move on.

Better?

Romina?

Get the hell out of here!

Don't say a word!

You don't know

who you're messing with!

I'll take every penny you have,

every property your dad put

in your name

to get around taxes

will be mine.

We are married.

Legally married.

I'll spend all my days

sleeping with any man who looks my way

anyone who gives me

an ounce of love.

And when it's you

who wants the divorce,

I'll take acting lessons

so I can stand before the judge

like a sad little puppy

and tell him I'm fighting

to make this work,

that way our marriage

will last forever.

I'll post all your secrets on Facebook!

I'll torture you

until you scream with pain.

You'll be so humiliated

that your only way out

will be jumping off a bridge.

And then,

when death do us part,

when your death do us part,

I'll have it all.

Ariel, calm down.

Come on, buddy.

Where the hell have you been?

Stop!

Put me down!

Put me down, a**holes!

Gustavo, tell them to let me down!

Something is wrong!

Can't you get them to

put me down!

I'm telling them!

Marianito! Turco!

Careful, boys.

Goddamn it, Comanche!

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