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It's Sandra Vals, right?

Valle. Sandra Valle, with a V.

32 years old, a bit of independent theater . .

30, 30.

And I also do cabaret with Rafa Sevilla, the drag queen.

I've been with him for six years, touring all over Spain,

and I'm in his new show.

Aren't you warm, Sandra?

Yes.

- Nothing in cinema? - No.

No, nothing,

but there isn't much difference, is there?

Do you have any problem in stripping off?

- You mean now? - For example.

You want me to strip off?

Please.

Can you turn around?

Should I do or say anything?

As you wish.

I know a monologue from "Dona Rosita, the Spinster".

All right.

- Shall I do it? - Sure.

What can I say to you?

Some things can't be said, there are no words to explain them,

and if they did exist no one would understand them.

You understand me if ask for bread,

water

and even a kiss,

but you could never understand or remove this dark hand

which can either freeze or burn my heart when I'm alone.

It would be a never-ending story

I know my eyes will always be young

and my back will stoop more every day.

What has happened to me has happened to 1 ,000 women.

I don't know why I'm talking of all this.

I don't like you looking at me like this.

I'm bothered by those faithful dog looks,

those pitying looks disturb me and annoy me.

I don't know any more!

We'll call you, okay?

- Shall I get dressed? - Yes.

Listen, who'll pay for the taxi?

This is in the ass end of nowhere.

Where are you going?

You know already to Madrid.

I didn't believe you.

Let me drive you. We'll be there in three hours.

I don't know.

No, better not, Sergio. Goodbye.

Get in the car.

What'll you do in Madrid?

Work, try to earn some money.

Don't try to be a whore, you'd be useless.

I'd like to have a family.

What's so funny?

Eva, you haven't got a fucking clue what a family is.

Don't laugh.

There's a hotel 6 miles ahead.

Shall we stop for a while and say goodbye properly?

Stop the car.

- Stop the car! - Take it easy.

Stop the car!

I said I'd take you to Madrid, and I will.

Calm down.

Don't smoke in my car.

Hey just one shrimp?

- That's what there is. - It's shit.

Now I'm wondering why women, at least those who feel like that,

don't decide to write their own story in the book of life

instead of allowing men to write it.

Dessert, coffee?

- The bill. - 146 pesetas.

What do you mean, 146?

On the door it says: "That's for a half ration at the counter".

And the bread is extra.

You should've said so before.

- You know what my job is? - I can imagine.

I'm a Health Inspector and we're checking up on this kind of thing.

You're getting one hell of a fine.

Bring me the bar's papers.

No problem.

Fine me what you like, but first give me the 146 pesetas.

Of course.

Fancy that.

I've only got 100,

but, anyway give me the details so I can issue the fine.

What ministry did you say you work in?

Hi, there. Will you let me check something?

A YEAR LATER

A YEAR LATER

Freedom is a woman. Marcos Viela, film director.

It's open.

Hello.

I'm Lina Mora.

Yes, I saw you in "Cannibal Love" and something else.

"Indecent Tales". I'm in the third tale.

- Have you worked before? - Yes, as a waitress.

You're starting very late.

Where did you come from?

Marcos saw me working in a bar in Chamberi.

Some people are lucky.

Shall we rehearse a bit?

Rehearse?

I don't usually

but they say the other girl is very good and gets everything.

- They said we might be dubbed. - There's no "might". They will.

They'll dub us.

Shall we go over it?

I'm going to the bathroom.

Look, I don't know if I can do this.

As long as you look bored and know your bit...

What's my bit?

- My lines, you mean. - Right.

And we'll improvise the wiggling when the time comes.

It works better.

Follow me.

- Where to? - To rehearse, kid.

Okay I'll follow you.

Mother I have to talk to you.

We have nothing to say sister.

But, mother we can't ignore what happened.

Go back to your cell and pray

I do nothing else, mother

but I need to talk and you must listen.

Please, I beg you not to destroy deliberately my inner peace.

I yearn for your salvation more than my own.

If I can, I'll bawl my eyes out here.

I yearn for your salvation more than my own.

I pray for you every night

and from break of day to sunset

my thoughts never stray for a second from that desire.

Please, sister go away.

Go away.

Go away!

And this is where it all heats up.

Got a cigarette?

Yes.

Give it to me.

I'm going to plaster it on.

I thought I'd keep my face clean, just some foundation.

I even put false eyelashes on the others. It's up to you.

Eyelashes? But we're nuns.

Fucking cloistered ones.

Well, if the others are all made up...

That's what I mean.

The problem with making films in Spain

is we're not prepared for interpreting symbols

because we're anesthetized by repression.

So my films don't only strip women bare,

they also strip consciences bare.

When I see my films over and over

I rediscover them, because I realize

that they're. . . How can I put this?

Mixtures of symbolic elements that even I don't know.

Why don't men strip off?

I'll tell you something. Freedom is a woman.

You think that we use you.

But the question isn't what you or I believe,

but what the actresses think.

And they don't think like you.

Marcos, as they don't make any other kind of films now

really they have no option, don't you think?

Look, it's like this.

For them, stripping off doesn't humiliate or degrade them.

I repeat, they don't think like you. On the contrary

they are aware that with their nudity

they are championing freedom.

Freedom.

Freedom.

Let's imagine an actress

who would feel humiliated, or degraded, as you say

or who simply didn't want to strip off.

In that case, she'd have no other option, would she?

Marcos, how do you want the whips? With or without a dick?

Without.

Girls, let's make art!

Let me see.

Good, perfect. We're going to shoot.

Get ready we're shooting!

Breaking the vow of silence was inevitable.

My duty as abbess of this congregation...

I have summoned you here as abbess to tell you...

As abbess of this congregation...

My mind's gone blank.

Cut!

Eva, "I've summoned you as abbess of our congregation

because it is my duty

to face up to your offense as if it were mine."

Yeah, yeah, I know it.

It's okay Eva, don't worry.

It's your first day Take your time.

In "Cannibal Love" we just said numbers.

You'll be dubbing us anyway.

Good idea, say numbers, but mix them all up,

and without losing the conversational tone.

I'd prefer to say my lines.

That's great, that way we can compensate you with each other

Sandra, her text, you two, numbers.

Let's go, we're all ready We're shooting!

Motor!

32, 4, second.

And, action.

1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 35.

9, 7, 4, 3, 3, 2, 7, Forgive me, mother.

Please, forgive us.

47, 32,

55, 25. 69, 73, 405.

We'll act with humility and obedience,

but our guilt is already our punishment,

and our prison, mother

27, 32, 25, sister

7, 8, 9, 3, 4, 7, 5.

Mother Abbess,

14...

Marcos, I swear with these numbers I can't concentrate!

- Cut! - That's how it is, love.

Fuck!

That girl is an animal!

- She's cutting herself. - It's okay.

Sister!

Sister stop!

Stop, sister please.

Let me go.

I'm unworthy of your compassion.

Got it?

I'll have to disinfect you.

You destroyed yourself.

I didn't notice I was hurting myself.

I don't understand.

- I've been robbed. - Robbed?

Bastards! There's nothing but riffraff in cinema these days.

- What did they take? - A watch.

But I'd swear I locked the dressing room.

Curra, will you finish that!

You were the only one who came in there, to rehearse.

Fucking rehearse!

I was only helping you, they all say you're so weak.

No one said a word in here.

I wouldn't allow it.

Are you accusing me of stealing your watch?

No, no.

I just said you were the only one to go into my dressing room.

We were together all the time.

Not when I went to the bathroom.

Give it to her.

Give it to her!

Here's your fucking watch, asshole.

It's horrible, anyway.

Next time, Curra can help you rehearse.

Is this normal?

It's how it is. I even lock away my sponges.

- You knew. - No, I didn't!

Yes, she told me.

It's all I've got left of my mother I think it's gold.

Girls, this film is going to be a knockout!

That's great, great for all of us!

I hope so.

He always says that...

It isn't finished, but it'll give you an idea.

Antonio, give us a few notes I'll show it to Lina.

And here, I love this step.

1 ,

2,

3,

and from here I do "deboules" forward.

Pull your stomach in, and aptitude.

From here, the "deboules" forward.

Stop, kid! What are you doing?

No Berlin Cabaret or any of that shit.

Sandra, it's over

I'm sick of you, and I can't fight on my own anymore.

What do you mean, fight?

What's up with you?

Nothing, what's up with you?

- What's up with you? - And you?

You make two lousy films and think you know everything.

Who do you think you are? Guillermina Mota?

Things are changing, but not in my show.

What I say goes and here the old stuff works.

If you don't like it, there's the door.

Rafa, are you firing me?

Me?

Let's go, Lina.

You can go get fucked.

I won't be at your premiere.

You'll call me when the next guy dumps you. Because they dump you.

Then we'll see, friends don't always have to be around.

That's enough.

- Shut up. - Stop it.

The shit you do here isn't a show

and you aren't a friend.

- Antonio, I'm off. - Bye.

Girls, the dressmaker charged me for the alterations.

- You owe me 2,000 pesetas. - We'll pay you later.

- What's happened? - Shit, come on.

But what's up?

Why did you do it?

She doesn't need us.

But we don't need her either.

My intro...

My intro...

Will you open the door for the girls?

Their fans are here.

Like hell I will. 85 pesetas.

Hussies! Sluts!

Trollops!

Tarts!

Hang on, we'll take a photo.

- Here? - Yes, here.

Stand there, that's it.

Kid!

Hey! Hey!

Kid!

Give me an Espana with lots of ice.

Kid, an Espana!

Kid, an Espana!

Bitch, are you deaf?

What did you say?

Give me an Espana.

Tie your hair back, you hear nothing.

Curra...

Angel Mota...

Did you see the film?

Did you do the make-up?

Yeah, and I did a great job because in person they're nothing.

And the tall one? The one who does the abbess?

Eva Millan.

You like her bastard.

Eva Millan.

Is she around?

Where's that Espana?

Girls...

See that guy over there?

You like him?

No, and don't start.

- What guy? - The one with the mustache.

He's looking over here.

He's handsome ugly.

- Smile at him. - You smile at him.

Smile at him.

Wet your lips.

And your finger . . See how he's looking at you. Super-slut.

A real slut. Go get him.

I won't be long.

He's the biggest producer in Madrid. I'd love to meet him.

- I'll give her a hand. - Go on.

She presumes he was looking at her.

Well, she showed him everything but her pussy.

- Hello. - Hello.

Do I know you from somewhere?

It's possible.

It's my brother's birthday.

He's eighteen.

We've got grass.

Want to come home?

I don't know what to say.

Let's go.

What a fantastic car!

It's my father's.

His father's! Aren't they lovely?

Turn here, please.

We'll have a last drink and then I'll take you home.

We've arrived.

I'm not doing it with a kid.

One drink and we go.

Leave this to me.

- Like it? - We love it.

My parents are away until Monday.

That's nice.

- And this? - Fabulous!

Look, she and I are film actresses. You know that, right?

Yeah, sure.

Well, we're film actresses and that's worth a lot.

What?

- How much? - 25,000 for both.

- What are you talking about? - 12,500 each.

- They won't give us more. - Are you crazy?

I'm not doing it with anyone, much less for money.

We all do it.

What do you mean? We don't all do it.

Marcos found you in a bar

I was a waitress.

A waitress...

Let's drop it.

- I've only got 10,000. - I'll take it, she doesn't want to.

Shall we go inside?

First, take me home or pay a taxi.

- Wait and we'll go together. - No, I'm out of here.

I'm asking you, please.

Don't leave me on my own.

Don't leave me on my own.

Shit, a pool in the sitting room!

It's amazing!

- Can I touch it? - Sure.

What'll you have?

Do you have a "Perfect Love"?

The decoration is so pretty.

It's odd to meet a man who cares about these things.

I didn't decorate it.

My ex-wife did.

No matter you could've screwed up by redecorating it.

But I don't understand the three three-seaters.

For you girls, and for "S" films.

Thank you.

But I hope to do another kind of cinema.

What other kind?

Normal cinema, like the kind you produce.

It's one thing stripping off when the script calls for it,

it's another when there's no plot,

and I need a plot.

Cinema for a real actress.

I've almost decided to make films like the one you've made.

"S"?

Really?

Well, they are a hymn to freedom.

They're cheap.

Yeah, right, they're cheap too.

I'm great in bed.

Wait.

Leave it to me.

I remember who you are.

You're Loreto Mora's aunt. You were at her First Communion.

Shut up.

Your parents are loaded.

Does Loreto still go riding?

Just shut up!

...and I too

need to love...

- Riqui. . . - Fuck! What?

The other doesn't want to.

- Let my brother have a go. - No, not a chance.

- Come on, it's his birthday. - I said no!

- Go on, please. - Come on, Javi.

I had to drop my boyfriend, a mechanic,

when I became an artiste because he made such a fuss he scared me.

He's with a friend of mine now.

The poor girl has got so fat in two years.

Then I was with a cameraman but that didn't work either.

And I really like sleeping with someone.

But if you're an actress, it isn't easy.

And the other girl in the film...

Who?

The tall one who plays the abbess.

What?

What's she like?

As an actress or a person?

Both things.

Weird.

She keeps to herself. I don't think she's all there.

She's weird as an actress too.

Your room is so pretty.

Mine is more like "Emanuelle", more the French style.

I'm going to sleep, I have to get up early.

Good night, sleep well.

Night.

- Sergio! - Eva, it's me.

Come on, let's go.

Mom?

Guess who I'm going out with.

Angel Mota.

What do you mean, "Who?"?

The best producer in Spain.

Come off it!

He's very nice to me.

And he talks, he talks a lot.

He wants to see more of me.

His house? His house is unbel...

All right, I have to go too. I'm calling on his phone.

All right. Kisses, love you.

Bye.

Tara, come here.

There's no toast or rolls.

Angel is to call me but he needs my number.

This is my concierge's number she takes messages for me.

Thank you for the coffee.

I'd call a taxi but they don't come out here.

What'll I do?

There's a bus stop, a mile away.

It's a short walk.

Don Angel should've thought about it before he left

but it's always the same.

Always? Always what?

At least it isn't snowing, like it was with Maria Jose.

Cantudo was here?

I didn't say a surname.

At times women don't need enemies, we're bad enough ourselves.

At times women don't need enemies, we're bad enough ourselves.

Right, that's good. Listen!

We're going to do something hot but very elegant, okay?

Very elegant.

Like the Scandinavian photographers,

but with a Mediterranean touch.

So think of freedom, "flou",

imagine a gentle "pop". Okay?

So that you understand, the idea is composition.

Eva, don't hold back. Challenge the camera.

- Let me have it. - Come on, let's go.

- That's it. - Go ahead.

- All right? - Let's go.

Let's see. Let's see.

Give me a bit more.

- That's it. - Hold it, hold it.

That's it, good.

- More, more, hold it. - Keep going.

Now one more.

Good, bite your lips.

I can't take any more. Go to hell, this is impossible.

Girls, don't be such bitches.

You, don't give yourself so much.

- Me or her? - Her.

Okay I get it, not so sluttish.

More virginal, like David Hamilton.

Who the hell is that?

- You're such a hick, Lina. - You're so false, Sandra!

You don't know him either.

Please, that's enough.

If this asshole doesn't shut up, throw him out.

You're the asshole, and a lousy photographer too.

Oh, yeah? I'm an asshole?

Marcos!

Thank you.

Be careful.

You nearly lost an eye.

Eva...

Are you crying?

He just headed me, don't be silly

I got a bit upset.

You're weird.

Stop saying that.

It's okay you don't have to be like everyone.

But that's what I want.

Is it? Then go out.

Show yourself.

In this noisy world, your silence can be misunderstood,

and if you're as fragile as I think you are,

these people can destroy you.

Unless you're not that fragile. Who knows?

Well?

Say something.

I've got nothing to say.

Not even if you want to keep making films.

Or will you let it seem your life isn't your business.

I want to make films.

Again.

I want to make films.

Very well.

You'll all do fine.

They'll call you.

He's called you already.

- I don't know what you mean. - You know perfectly well.

Have you met? Where?

Shall we eat something? I'm starving.

You're hungry you want to make films. . . Welcome to the world.

Did anyone call?

Encarni! Did he call?

He said he wants to see you.

When? What did he say?

At this address.

Today at 19:00.

I've got two hours! Bye, Encarni.

Charge of adultery against a woman,

mother of two children,

for whom the prosecution demands the heaviest sentence.

How about that!

Hello, good evening.

- I'm here to see Angel Mota. - Yes.

The other two are inside.

What others?

Sandra, we were waiting for you.

Marcos Viela brought me a script for you.

I think we've got a film.

I said nothing at the photo session

because he still hadn't called me.

Me neither. None of us knew.

We knew we said nothing, that's all.

No, we didn't know at least I didn't.

I'm telling you because as you know I'm with Angel...

No, we don't know.

Yes, you do.

I know nothing.

- We know he stuck it in her. - We know that.

Don't be so genital and so smart.

We've got something different and we talk a lot.

What's being genital?

That's when...

Even she doesn't know.

Wait for me outside!

Hello.

I need to see Angel for a moment.

- He's in a meeting. - Just for a moment.

All right.

Wait here.

Angel!

Sandra.

How are things?

Fine.

- How about dinner tonight? - I can't.

I'm sorry I've got a commitment.

Who with?

Sandra...

Sorry I mean if it's a work thing, we could meet after

for a drink.

It's a dinner with investors. It's impossible.

Well, it was just if you had no plans...

I'll call you, OK?

- Call me. - Sure.

- Promise? - I promise.

Lola, see her out, please.

Thank you.

- Eva! - I'm here!

What do you think?

It's creepy it gives me the shivers.

I told you it was amazing.

It's full of shit!

Like you had to clean it.

No! No!

You'll see.

We'll teach you not to be such a nark.

- Spread her legs. - No!

You'll like our friend the toilet brush.

Cut!

Eva, it's all great, but that is a plunger.

- What did I say? - You said toilet brush.

Did I say toilet brush?

I'm sorry.

- Got any with salami? - Yes, this one.

You eat fruit and water.

No sandwiches.

Give me an apple, and water.

Just an apple, with your appetite?

I don't eat a lot.

- That's brave. - He put her on a diet.

Marcos? I don't eat either

I haven't shaved for the cell scene. Will it show?

No, but Curra has got wax.

Not a chance. The last time she scalded me.

She's rough, and I shouldn't be wearing this wig.

I'll lend you my razor if they let you.

You're as ignorant as you're cute. Don't share a blade.

And you're so refined.

My breasts hurt, I'm getting my period.

So don't touch them much in the cell scene.

A rape, and we don't touch your breasts.

I knew it!

I was saying it for you, smarty

because you always leave me bruises.

I swear by my pussy you won't touch my tits today.

If we don't, wait and see what Marcos says.

You're boring me. So long.

I'm wiped out.

If you'd been raped in eleven takes...

Give me one.

- What are you doing? - Let's get it on.

No, no way.

Go on, it's just affection.

Right! Don't you love me even a bit?

I love you lots, but don't be a pain.

What do you care?

Come on, kiss me.

How cute, Lina likes everything.

It's only normal.

You're starkers all day.

What's your problem with women that you hate us so much?

What the hell do you mean?

With women like you, we don't need enemies, Curra.

What did I say stupid? Are you drugged or what?

Are you calling me drugged?

Let's drop it, Curra.

Right, let's drop it.

Hang on.

Hey! I saw you in...

Yeah, in your dreams.

Got any for me?

No, Lina.

This is heavy.

Let me try

Sandra!

You're standing there looking at me like...

Have a drink with me and we'll talk for a while.

I'm with these friends.

Talk to me a bit, Angel, you never do.

Sandra, please, I have to attend to them now.

- I'll wait for you and then. . . - Sure.

I'll be over there.

All right.

- Will you remember? - Sandra!

Do you promise?

I swear.

Give me a kiss.

I'm leaving.

What about you two?

I'm staying.

Angel asked me to wait for him.

It's up to you.

What are you doing?

Me? Making films.

Come on, love.

No goodbye?

- Oh, Sandra. . . - Keep moving.

Your papers, please.

In my purse.

What's wrong with her?

She's drunk, can't you see?

Watch your tone.

Avelina.

Go and sleep it off.

You fascists are the terrorists.

What did you say?

You could bite your tongue occasionally.

What did I say?

You, come with me.

- Me? - Yes.

Not you, just her.

Sit down.

I'd rather stand.

Sit down.

We were having a drink after work and my friend had too much.

It was silly.

It wasn't silly.

You were drunk, you made fun of the law

you called us fascists, terrorists.

It wasn't silly.

What?

My companion was sure he saw you naked in a film.

You can't arrest us for that.

True.

This is a democracy.

But it's early Sunday morning.

If I want,

I can keep you in the cells until Monday.

Any ideas?

Excuse me.

Skip it.

My wife would have chosen the cells.

But that's freedom for you.

There's room for people like you.

Go on.

Get out.

Let's get out of here.

- What did they say? - Come on.

- Everyone's gone. - Where's Angel?

It was hard to get here.

Where's Sandra?

I don't know.

Aren't you with Sandra?

That's all in her mind.

Won't you let me in?

Here, hang it up carefully.

Hang it up properly.

Do you want to eat or drink?

No.

I want you to undress, lie down, and not move.

I don't want you to moan or touch me or say my name.

That's what I want.

The men who are a match for women like you don't exist yet.

The men who are a match for women like you don't exist yet.

Rafa Sevilla, drag queen.

Freedom! Freedom!

- I'm going to the bathroom. - I'll come with you.

We'll miss the ending.

I don't care.

Come on!

I've hardly seen him since the shoot.

How do I look?

- Very pretty Want some lacquer? - No, I don't.

But have you any deodorant? I'm so nervous and I smell awful.

Here.

That purse is like a supermarket.

I'll tackle him

and take this chance to talk about us because otherwise...

And talk about what?

What do you mean, "What?"?

That he has to dare go after me. It's obvious we like each other.

But he has to break a lot of taboos.

He isn't after you. Don't you realize?

You're the one who doesn't realize.

No one knows what you're after.

You're such an animal

and so shut away in yourself that at times you seem wooden.

Sandra, Angel asked me to marry him.

- How are things? - I said yes.

Now we know what you're after and what you want.

What I want?

A family and a home like you.

No, I don't want a family.

Please, don't compare yourself with me or I'll throw up.

You knew about it!

No, Eva, I'm sorry I won't make it easy for you.

You are one fucking bitch,

and I repeat, I didn't know.

You did know!

You did know!

Hello?

Mom, it's me, Sandra.

Sandra, is that you? How are you?

Fine. Great.

Mom, I was thinking.

Would you mind if I came home for tonight?

To sleep here?

We were about to go to bed and your room's in a mess.

- Some other day then. - Yes, that'd be better.

All right, I have to go.

Bye, love, take care, and call me when you want.

Sure.

Kisses, mom.

Coming!

Shit, I'm coming!

I hate to tell you, but I told you.

Come on up.

You look thinner than you were when you were really fat,

but fatter than when you were really thin.

Bean stew with its pork fat and its everything.

I don't know if I can.

What do you mean? You'd eat a horse and its shit.

Delicious! It's been so long.

Why am I so unlucky with men?

Because women are all masochists and bastards turn us on.

That happens to everyone, not just us.

Look, love, you've got a lot of talent.

You sing, dance, act, and give it all you've got.

Don't exaggerate.

You think things have changed

because you show your tits in a film,

but the men who go to see you

are the same repressed, illiterate jerk-offs as 20 years ago.

The men who are a match for women like you

don't exist yet, love.

What'll I do?

Work like a dog and buy all the apartments you can.

I don't want to be alone.

We, the great, are always alone.

- Hurrah for the bride and groom! - Hurrah!

- Hurrah for the witnesses! - Hurrah!

Listen...

Excuse me.

The gentleman wanted a double whiskey on the rocks.

I don't really know how to address you.

Any way you wish.

For me, you're still the same.

The whiskey is in the cabinet.

The tequila's strong.

Hey baby.

This is Gabriel, a great theater producer.

He's thinking of investing in films if I can persuade him.

We're making plans.

Angel took me to the theater the other day.

It was a very nice play.

- What was it? - What was it?

"Bernarda's House" or . .

"The House of Bernarda Alba", Eva.

It was like in Spain years ago, all the women in black.

I've seen it lots of times.

Eva, he knows it perfectly

I want to do theater.

That's something else.

It requires discipline, sacrifice.

Theater is serious talk.

Yes.

Yes, that's true. It's like more day to day.

You don't need to work now.

What? Why?

My love, you're with me now you don't need to work.

And the new people coming up are very good.

Work?

Susi can work. Susi!

Yes?

Do you want to work?

Of course, Angelito. Whatever's necessary.

What's that look for?

I'd make all the films with you.

Then do it.

All for you.

It's good!

We're not the marrying kind, eh?

No fucking way.

Well, I'd marry you.

In India, or an underwater wedding.

Shut up, dope head.

You're great, Lina.

Don't fall in love with me.

I mean it, don't fall in love with me.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

There's a man at the door asking for you.

- What man? - I don't know some man.

You look beautiful.

What do you want?

Aren't you going to invite me to your party?

I can't, Sergio.

I'm all fucked up.

Sergio, please.

Rosa threw me out.

I can't even see the kids.

I'm really fucked.

Look, Sergio, we can't talk now.

Maybe I can get you some money but we can't talk now.

You look beautiful.

You said that already.

Stop it.

Get off.

That's enough.

If you come back, I'll kill you!

Who is he?

My brother.

You always call us girls and we're not girls, we're women.

You always call us girls and we're not girls, we're women.

Lina Mora, actress.

Your favorite color?

Red.

- How do you sleep? - I like pajamas.

- Food? - I love fried eggs and fries.

Favorite actress and actor?

Faye Dunaway and as a man I really like Telly Savalas.

- What do you ask of a man? - That he stays. I don't know

I haven't been lucky.

Well, we've finished.

That's it? What about my projects?

Put down that I've been called for a Vicente Aranda film

where I won't have to strip off.

Well, I show my breasts but it's social, not erotic.

We've got enough, it's a very small section.

They're interested in the photos.

Sure.

By the way what are Eva Millan and Lina Mora doing?

You all started together you're still working,

and I never see them now.

When people stopped making "S" films,

a lot of girls stopped working.

But I'm sure they're fine.

Eva retired when she married and I heard Lina was

making a record or something.

I haven't seen them for 2 or 3 years.

I'd like to read that script.

Angel...

Angel, love.

I'm sorry.

Let me read the script after you.

It's the adaptation of an historical novel, you'd be bored.

I have to go out later I've got that premiere.

From now on, I'll have to eat for two.

Did you hear me?

What?

I said that I'll have to eat for two.

Are you sure?

We're going to be a family

I'll have to stop smoking.

Some more, sir?

No, thank you, Dolores.

I'll have another.

Please.

Sorry I didn't see the film.

You rarely do.

Sooner or later I always see them.

They told me you're absolutely incredible.

Thank you.

I've become an actress.

It must be from effort or loneliness. Who knows?

Sandra, you're the same as ever.

No.

I'm better

I've got new projects. I think we should see each other a bit more.

- You think so? - Yes.

Well, I don't.

You've just got a small part in the film, right?

You're so silly

I've changed over these years.

I'm not the opposite but I've got more self-esteem,

and you can't offend me, my love.

Not you.

Don't go on the defensive, Sandra.

Not you.

Because to act the victim you'd have to be a bit more passive,

and people can see you coming.

Yes, you're right.

I went after you,

I go after what I want, and it's hard work.

But no one can deny that you are one fucking son of a bitch.

My tits!

Avelina!

You were great in the film!

- Did you see me? - Of course!

Sandra...

- Hello. - Hello.

- How are things? - Great.

We've got a musical project.

And Marcos has finished a script.

It's taken me years.

- But it's a knockout. - Yeah, the story is fantastic.

- It's set in the future. . . - With much dialogue, characters...

- It's not sci-fi, they talk a lot. - That's right.

Lots of symbolism, like Stanley Kubrick.

It's great.

But, anyway I'll send you the script.

Sure, call me, we'll talk, I'll read it. Absolutely.

- What'll you have, love? - A beer what else?

I didn't know you were together.

Well, we're together but we each live our own life.

Have you seen Lina, the girl who came with me?

No, I haven't.

Have you seen Lina Mora, the actress?

The actress?

Yes, she left a while ago with Angel Mota.

I decided not to wait for you.

You did right, you mustn't wait for anybody.

Look.

Angel says to call him and bring him the script.

Don't kid yourself.

That's not why you did it.

I told you not to fall in love with me.

Cut it out.

I'll take him the script.

Good.

That's what you have to do.

There are lots of men like Angel.

The sad thing is lots of girls like you and Eva prefer them.

Women.

You always call us girls, and we're not girls.

We're women.

I'm going to bed.

You look lovely

I'm like this for you.

I haven't had lunch with a director for ages.

- Is that the script? - Yes.

Lina says it's my best ever

I kept calling Angel but I could never reach him.

You did right to call me, he's always very busy.

It's a drama, lots of dialogue.

But read it with an open mind. I'm different now.

Thank you.

I don't eat much these days.

But today you will.

Let me order for both of us.

You know about Lina and Angel, don't you?

Angel loves me.

Is that enough?

I mean, with Lina, when it comes down to it,

she never promised me anything, but you?

You...

How much can you take?

We're going to be a family.

Who is it?

Mom, it's me.

- Sandra? - Of course, who else would it be?

Aren't you going to let me in?

Egg and french fries, delicious!

The soup is bland.

Your cooking is getting worse.

It isn't bland, it's good.

Don't answer back to me in my house.

Dad, I was thinking that, with the boys gone,

and no one bringing in any money you might be a bit short.

I'm doing well now and I'd like to be able to help you.

You've always done what you wanted

without thinking of your parents' shame,

and now you come here to offend us with your money.

Shut up.

I've spent my life putting up with you,

listening to you insult my children

until you drove them all away.

Now you've only got me,

so you'd better not test my patience.

I often meet neighbors who've seen you in films or magazines.

They say lovely things about you

and I swell like a peacock thinking you're my daughter

I'd strip off too for half of this!

You're crazy.

It doesn't look good.

I'm sorry this isn't the moment. Eva Millan, ex-actress.

I'm sorry this isn't the moment. Eva Millan, ex-actress.

Eva?

You've slept a long time.

You look horrible.

- Is it Angel? - Don't worry he won't come in.

He can't see me like this.

I wouldn't let him.

Whatever happens, don't take me to a hospital.

Don't leave me alone.

Of course not.

Will I fix you some broth?

Ugly Get me a cigarette.

Voilà.

- You scared me. - Sorry.

Is she staying here?

The doctor said it won't be for long.

She should be in a hospital.

They don't even know for certain how you catch that shit.

How you catch it?

By sleeping with her.

But don't worry.

When you dumped her she still didn't have it.

I'm not the executioner.

You mightn't like it, but it's not my fault Lina's a junkie

or that Marcos' scripts are shit or that you didn't have

any special talent apart from stripping.

Absolutely none.

So it's completely out of line

to bring her here to humiliate me.

Humiliate you?

What are you doing?

You didn't even see that having my child was the only way out.

I'm as dead as Lina.

I'm the same person as she is,

so don't talk about humiliation.

When all this is over I'm leaving here,

so please keep out of my sight as much as possible.

I've done whatever I've wanted to do

because you could take it, and it mightn't seem so,

but it's you who makes me feel like a shit.

Don't think you're unique.

There are lots of people like you and like me.

You've got a fever!

Love, you're not horrible, you're really beautiful.

Calm down, take this.

I need to shoot up.

Should I call Marcos?

No, not Marcos, I look so ugly.

Call Sandra.

Sandra?

Yes, call Sandra.

All right, all right, calm down.

I'll call her.

Yes?

Hello, Sandra, it's Eva.

Eva Millan.

I know exactly who you are.

I know exactly who you are.

Thank you.

Taxis do come out here.

What?

How is she?

Very thin.

Don't get scared when you see her.

- And her parents? - Traveling, as usual.

They know nothing.

With all the scum you know

you call me for this. What a fucking nerve.

And miss your reunion? Over my dead body.

How do you know about doing that?

I need a cigarette.

I played a junkie in my last film.

Don't be offended, but I'm still making films.

- You fucking bitch! - This is ready.

Don't look.

Demanding as well.

Here, Eva.

Should we call Marcos?

No.

Not Marcos, nor my family nor anyone.

We're fine on our own.

Give me a cigarette.

Talking of families, you know I've made it up with my father?

I give them money

so now he doesn't think it so awful that I strip off.

I never knew mine.

He left, and my mother went from bad to worse until she was put away

I was sent to live with my brother when I was little.

It doesn't matter.

We're not those people anymore.

It's not cold, it's a lovely night!

Shut up, I'll get some blankets.

- Shit, Eva, you live really well. - Yes.

- I wouldn't swap with her. - Me neither.

Nor would I.

When I'm better we'll buy a nicer house than this.

- Some wine? - Yes, go on.

Look at the pine trees.

Look at the pine trees, pine nuts...

- Sing to me. - Bell ringers...

You're so pretty.

Ma'am...

I wanted to say that

if you need any kind of help with your friend,

you can count on me.

At the minute I can cope, but thank you.

You needn't be so formal.

You were right, I'm not the lady of the house.

Good night, ma'am.

Are you cold?

I'm fine.

You haven't mentioned my coat.

- It's good stuff! - Real mink, it cost me a fortune.

Are you going to stay with us tonight?

You want me to stay?

I want the three of us to be together tonight.

Is Angel here?

He isn't going to appear.

Then I'll stay.

The bastard was a terrible fuck.

Lots of talk, but if you moved...

If you moved, he came.

You had to be dead.

Shit, one time I fell asleep.

And he never ate your pussy.

We're awful.

Not awful, we're worse, we're pitiless.

Yes, I guess that's what we've made ourselves.

What a lovely night.

The sky's full of stars.

- I can't find her. - Neither can I.

No, look! Avelina!

Bring over the ladder.

Thanks.

They've put you up so high, love!

Give me the flowers.

Excuse me, we're fans of your films.

Could we take your photo?

I'm sorry this isn't the moment.

To all women in the cinema of the "transition".

Each of their lives deserves a film.