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Mom... Mom! Mom...

What's happening, Tobi?

- Check how it sounds. - What? - This. - Let me see...

- Of course, son, this is your heart. - My heart?

Yes. Everyone has a heart. Dad, mom... everybody.

It's like a clock, it's ticking. Thanks to our hearts, everyone can live.

Tick... Tack... Let's check yours.

- You hear it? - Yes, but it's slower.

Lets check yours, Dad.

Yours is slower, too.

Yes, because you've been running, and we didn't.

- Mom, I know what this hole is for. - What for?

It's for winding the clock.

Come on! Run! Run little sparrow.

Hey, scarecrow.

May I help you scare the crows?

Hurry, pack this... I'm going to get the kid.

Tobi... it's getting late. We're leaving.

Jacinto... hurry, come here.

Angel of God, My Guardian Dear oh whom God's love commits me here.

- Ever this day be at my side - Ever this day be at my side...

to light and guard and rule and guide.

- Does your back still hurt, son? - Yep.

Show me exactly where... Here?

No, higher.

- Here? - No, higher.

- Here! - Yes.

- Sure you didn't bump it at school? - No.

- Blow on my back at once! It itches. - It itches?

- You like it, huh? - Yeah. Don't stop, it feels so good.

Okay, sleep now.

If the pain continues,we're going to see the doctor tomorrow.

Have you heard that, Maria?

There's a doctor from Canary Islands who claims to have seen a UFO.

With three clawed giants inside, and the witness is a doctor, not an ignorant!

Jacinto... I am very concerned about Tobi.

- He's complaining. His back is killing him. - It's nothing, believe me.

The boy is growing up, he's in good health,

He's playing like any other kid.

I want to take him to the doctor. Do you remember your sister?

She started with a little pain in the chest, and then... you know.

Again? I don't want to hear the same story.

Tobi has no brothers... you pay too much attention to him.

No way, there's something bad with him and I'm worried.

- Jacinto. You have a phone call! - For me?

Hello? Mar�a? What?

Yes, it's me, Jacinto.

Yes, I heard you.

What? Speak louder.

Octopus where?

Yes, I heard, octopuses with yellow fluff.

The octopus are itching? Where?

Okay, I don't understand, wait for me. I'm leaving.

Relax, Mar�a... everything is going to be fine. I'm not nervous at all. Maria?

She hung up.

I need an exit pass. Please do me a favor.

And for what reason?

A giant yellow octopus attack. Let's see how the office takes it.

- Information? - Over there.

Thanks.

Do you know where my son is? He has something on his back.

- (Mambo jambo) - Ah...? thank you.

- (Repeats the mambo jambo) - Hey, watch! It's my urine test!

Watch the door...

Jacinto! Over there. The other side.

- Jacinto... this is crazy! - There, there... Relax.

- What's the story? - Nobody knows.

And if they know, they say nothing, nothing.

- I spent the morning running like crazy. - Okay, where's the child?

Behind that door. The room is filling up with doctors...

The nurse said there are seven doctors now.

Doing what?

I don't know, they don't let me in.

Okay. Either they say something, or I call the police.

That strange yellow octopus...

Octopus? What octopus?

The octopus you said on his back.

No, Jacinto. I said yellow BUMPS.

Since we hung up, I've seen yellow octopuses everywhere!

Speak clearly! I was so afraid!

Oh God, please help us... What are they doing to my child?

Inhale... inhale...

- Does it hurt? - Just a little bit... hey, your turn.

You're very sick. You need an injection in the butt.

I don't understand. This boy was fine until yesterday.

And today he has that.

That's what his mother said.

- Does it hurt, Tobi? - No! I told him it doesn't hurt at all!

I said so to this guy, too!

- What about the tests? - Negative... everything seems okay.

Hey, I don't want to wear this helmet.

Close your eyes, Tobi.

- Do I need a hair cut? - Close your eyes. Behave yourself.

I told you I'm not sleepy. I want an ice cream.

Shut up.

Well, there is nothing wrong with his brain.

- Don't move. - Ouch!

- It is itchy... itchy! - Relax, Tobi, we have to remove this first.

It's itchy, please blow on my back, like my Mom did last night.

- Don't move, damn it! - Don't swear.

I know, sorry. Please relax.

Does your back still itch?

It's better now. But blow on my back again, I like it

Doctor "Blower".

Watch this, professor.

It's amazing!

- Did you say "quarantine"? - Don't be afraid.

It's normal procedure in these cases.

But this means we can't see the kid. We're his parents.

The kid's okay. Please understand that he's in good hands.

We haven't finished all the tests.

So there's no reason to put him in quarantine.

If there's something tricky, I have to know. I have the right to know.

- Doctor, any fever? - No, he has no fever. The kid is fine.

Everything seems normal... despite those "growths".

What?

- The yellow bumps. - Right.

Your wife saw that. We don't know what caused the mutation.

We have to keep studying the case.

I request your cooperation as parents.

What can we do?

Nothing, be patient and discrete.

Don't talk to anyone about this.

Okay?

I have a message for you from your wife.

- Who? - Your wife.

What does she want?

She'll wait for you at five sharp. A government car will pick you up.

A government car?

Lucky you! You're important people!

I'm not important at all.

This only means that the problem is huge.

Take the back seat, please.

- Good afternoon. - Thanks.

You have been patient long enough.

You both have lived terrible days. Uncertainty is terrible.

I, as the Director of the Medical Center,

regret having been part of this wall of silence about your son.

I apologize for that.

As soon as you look at the child, you'll understand.

What's wrong with my boy? Can't you give me some good news?

It's something very delicate.

- We are the parents! We have to know. - Calm down please.

You will see the child very soon.

Where are we going?

This is not the way to the hospital.

Tobi is in the Bio-molecular Institute.

He is being studied by an important group of scientists.

- Dr. Burman. - Pleased to meet you.

These are Tobi's parents. Dr. Burman is the Director.

I was waiting for you. Please, follow me.

Go on.

Follow me.

You are about to see your son. But he can't see you.

There's a mercury mirror behind the curtain

For you it's a window, a mirror for him.

We can see him, but he can't see us. Keep this in mind.

Do you accept this? Okay.

- Please help me. - I've got her. Okay.

- A glass of water, please. - At once, Doctor.

- Let's see. Relax. - It's nothing.

- A lipothymy shock? - Just a nervous breakdown.

- Here. - Drink this. It'll do you good.

Now, take a deep breath.

Better?

Well, let's see if I can explain myself.

Those strange things you saw on Tobi's back.

Wings! I have seen it with my own eyes: two wings.

Agreed. Call them what you want.

The fact is that Tobi represents the strangest living specimen,

with chromosomal disorder in modern medicine.

But, what causes this?

That's the question we want to investigate.

Chicken...

Yeah, chicken... you are what you eat.

I told you not to give him chicken every day.

I said it's no good for him, now see.

No, your son is not a mutant chicken at all.

It's something else.

A virus? A mutant agent?

X-rays? What causes this?

We have to investigate.

Look, Doc, you go and investigate,

but my Tobi can't go through the world with those on his back!

Children will laugh at him.

People may think my wife sleeps with her guardian angel.

- Jacinto, for Christ's sake! - I won't accept this.

I can't go to work, having a freak son!

I can already hear to my co-workers: "Jacinto has a Cherubim for a son".

If I were a Christian Democrat, maybe I'd like to have a winged son.

But I'm a communist!

I don't care what you have to do, but cut off those wings!

It would be best to take him to the medical center.

To prepare him for the operation.

Please, gentlemen! Don't rush things.

We have a very important international genetic research going on.

I can't stop the research just like that!

Forgive me, doctor, your professional commitment is understandable.

But I don't approve your personal reasons.

But if the parents require the operation,

I must take responsibility and permit it.

Doctor, you' re turning away from science.

You surgeons only think of one thing: the scalpel.

This very biological prodigy must not end...

with just a few scars. It's deplorable.

Listen professor, his parents don't want a prodigy, they want a normal boy.

There are too many normal boys in the world.

But circuses require some more freaks, isn't that it?

Are you calling the Bio-molecular Institute a freak show?

Stop! I have to tell you something.

Your Medical Center and your whatever Institute, and even your fucking mothers, you can...!

- Mar�a! - You shut up. I'm speaking now!

I will only say one thing!

He's my son and he's coming with me! With or without wings!

I need him by my side. He can't stay here for the rest of his life!

He's my son! He belongs with me! Is that clear? Tobi...

Tobi...

Son...

It's okay, Mar�a.

Tobi! What are you doing with the light on at this hour?

- I'm stuck here! - So, you're stuck, eh?

- Because I'm inside. - And I'm out, so?

- Go to sleep now. - I'm stuck, Lucy! Come here!

But... Tobi!

What did you do?

- I fell! - So you fell.

- Yes I fell. - Come on.

- Lucy? - What?

- This isn't called Willy, but "peine" (hair comb). - What?

At school they told me it's not called Willy, it's called "peine".

"Peine"? No, Tobi, it's called penis.

Okay, penis.

- But I prefer "Willy". - Okay, good.

- Lucy? - What?

- When are my parents coming? - Soon.

You keep saying "soon", but it's a lie.

Open! Open up!

Open! The child ran away! Open!

Can you see me?

Tobi has run away! Open the door and place the alert!

Oh, my God! Damn kid!

Open! Open!

Come on, boys, this is taking too long!

Okay, done.

Let's go for another one.

- That's it! - Awful night, this!

- Up with it! - Hurry up!

- This is the last one. - You can go, now.

Let's go!

- Hey! Did you see? -What did you see?

Well... I'm not sure.

What are you doing!

- Now I'm sure, there's somebody there! - You are nuts!

I'm sure I saw something!

Where through do you pee?

Is anyone here?

Who was that?

Who was that?

I don't need jokes. No jokes!

- Take me to my parents. - Ah!

Fly! Fly!

I want my mom.

I want to go to my Mom.

Of course... to your mother.

But how come you dropped your baby?

Be more careful, lady!

Now don't you worry. Don't you worry.

Don't you worry.

What's this?

The angel. He slipped from his Mom. We must take him up again.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

- I want to go to my Mom. - Is this your son?

No, it's that lady's.

- What's your name, son? - Tobi.

Don't you cry. I'll take you home. But this is TERRIFIC!

AN ANGEL IN THE CITY

INCREDIBLE! A CHILD WITH WINGS!

AN ACCIDENT OF NATURE?

A SUPERNATURAL BEING?

THE BIRD-BOY FROM MADRID

MIRACULOUS OCCURRENCE

AN ANGEL IN THE 20TH CENTURY

Breaking news is about Tobi, a five-year-old child,

who appeared naked with two wings in the streets of Madrid.

At first we thought it was a publicity stunt,

but investigations showed that he's real.

Tobi Lopez is a child with two authentic wings.

Wednesday night, he escaped from the Bio-molecular Institute,

where he was receiving treatment.

Reporter Joaquin Diaz will give us more information.

We have with us Professor Burman, Director of the Molecular Biology Center.

Our bearded friend must be climbing the walls.

Does the professor climb the walls?

Just listen, son.

I think there is much speculation about this "child with wings".

It's a very special case, miraculous,

an authentic genetic mutation. We studied this at the Institute.

So, professor, what should be done in this case?

The case study should continue.

The child should return to the Institute,

at least until we get a complete understanding of his disease.

Naturally, he's under his parents' custody,

but in this so special case, a scientific institution must have the custody.

Attorneys keep saying that the custody is mine.

Nobody has the right to take my son out of this house.

Mom... I don't want to go back to that hospital.

We won't allow that. Don't worry.

This is something wonderful. It could be the start of a new species.

The homo sapiens is dead.

This could be the dawn of the Homo Angelicus!

Did you hear what that wacko said?

- It's nuts. - What is nuts, dad?

- Crazy, loony, mad... like that. - You're a little nuts too, dad.

You're not funny, little guy.

- I don't believe that... - Me neither.

This is due to environmental pollution.

This case is living proof that Spain is a very spiritual country.

It's horrible. If something like that happened to my son, I'd die.

I hate this "winged kid" affair.

Great. This thing about the wings is great.

We all should be able to grow wings. It's the only way to avoid jams.

Being a man of the night, with a pair of wings I'd get to my work in 10 minutes.

It's just a hoax.

He must not be operated on. What God gives you, you don't cut off, it's a sin.

Merchandising, this affair of the winged boy is Iberia Airlines' making.

The truth is that the winged boy is today's hot topic.

And Tobi's fame grows every minute.

- He said "Tobi", Mom. - European press informs us that...

people are waiting to sneak the boy away, near his house.

- Hey, there's the father! - We want to see the child.

I want a picture with him!

Yes? Speaking.

I'm sorry, but no interviews.

No, not to you or anybody else.

My husband agrees with me.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

It's not a matter of money.

Sure, but I repeat, it's not about money.

No. I'm sorry, bye.

They're so annoying!

Another magazine, they want an interview.

I had calls from Garbo, Hola, "10 minutes", and lots more!

Won't anybody leave us alone?

This one offered a million pesetas.

What?

Yes.

They said that for an exclusive they'd pay a million pesetas.

They said a million?

- Yes, a million. - Well, that merits a second thought.

Jacinto...

We agreed not to play with the boy's disease, not to sell it.

Now listen Maria, a million is a lot of money!

Enough!

My Dad is angry!

Who is this?

Yes, wait.

- Who is it? - It's the TV, he wants dad.

Go warn him, he may be in the bathroom.

Dad!

Dad, dad!

It's someone from the TV.

Okay.

TV: My dad can't to talk. He is taking a dump.

Tobi, don't say that.

It's true, dad is sitting in the shit hole.

Okay, but you should only say "he is busy".

He is busy now, in the restroom.

Jacinto! Stay away from the windows!

- What happened? - Professor Burman is here. - What!

- He is coming to get Tobi. - Relax. Hide Tobi.

- Who's there? - Who's talking?

With the fatherly custody.

Please Mr. Lopez. We come in peace.

I saw you on TV, I know what you want.

Please leave or I'll call the police.

Please be reasonable, Mr. Lopez.

We're not here to take the child, just to talk.

Just to talk. Please open the door. Men talk face to face.

Straight talk.

I want to tell you in a few words...

about the big responsibility that you...

- Hi, Tobi. Good afternoon! - Hi, "Bearded".

Do you want some candy, Tobi? Look, Dr. Ruiz has something for you.

I believe that was pretty clear, Burman. Good afternoon!

- Are they gone? - Yes.

- What should we do, Jacinto? - I don't know. They won't leave.

- Why do they call my name? - Because they want to see you.

Okay, let them see me. Then they'll leave.

We want to see those wings! Turn him around.

- Step inside. - Bye, Tobi.

Come, Jacinto. Adolfo was asking for you.

Bring some drinks. No, we don't have time.

- Hey, guys. - This is horrible... look what they've done.

Resembles an ancient marriage certificate tax stamp.

- Make them create something different. - What about my timings?

But he changed the storyboard once again!

Don't mess with the timing.

I wouldn't do that.

Well, this is the father's child, and I need to talk to him alone.

Wow, you look too normal to be the father.

- Dear, check the casting before these guys go nuts. - At your command, princess.

Have a seat, Jacinto.

Come, Jorge.

- Do you want some ice? - Okay.

- You didn't like my guys too much, right? - No.

- To our new friendship. - Cheers, comrade Stalin.

But my son is not for sale.

I know you got other offers.

Do you know what olives are the best?

Yes. Those by the small ones.

Right.

Right.

My partner, wanted to show something.

That thing.

The olives?

That paper.

But, this is a joke.

You just have to sign. Just a little signature, and that's it.

You, as Toby's representative, sign an exclusivity agreement.

My partner signs that paper.

Well, but...

I have told you that I don't like TV ads...

Trust me, Jacinto, I don't like them either...

but it's my job. And it pays real money.

Talking about jobs.

How much do they pay you...

for 8 hours playing with electric light bulbs?

I've heard that your work is much fun.

Now you're pulling my leg!

Do they pay you well?

What'll be my son's work?

- Just to allow to be photographed. - Allow to be photographed?

Okay, but Tobi only shows the wings when the script requires it, right?

Cupido 3, take 17.

Breeze...

Fog...

Fall...

Action!

Woman, for your critical days, there's Cupid deodorant.

Cut!

Why you scratch your ass, sonny?

It itches.

First your nose, then the ear... now the ass.

You got scabies, kid!

Okay, let's do it again. Silence.

Take 18.

Breeze...

Fog...

Fall...

Action!

Woman, for your critical days, there's Cupid deodorant.

Cut!

Dear Tobi, don't close your eyes.

The light hurts them.

Ah, after 18 takes you've discovered that the light hurts your eyes.

You have to aim, in order to shoot the arrow.

And you can't aim with your eyes closed. Understand?

Yeah.

Try once again.

Take 19.

Breeze...

Fog...

Fall...

Action.

Woman, for your critical days, there's Cupid deodorant.

Cut!

I don't want to be here.

I want my mom.

Easy boy.

- I want Mom. - We have to finish first.

- Make up. - Make up! Care for some candy?

Hurry up!

Go ahead, baby.

We can shoot.

- We can shoot. - I can't believe it!

Everyone gets ready. Silence... silence...

- Tobi, get rid of the gum. - No, it's mine. She gave it to me.

I know it's yours, but cupids don't like chewing gum. Okay?

Back then, Americans hadn't invented gum yet.

Come on.

Keep it for me?

Prepare... Camera....

Cupido 3, take 20

Breeze...

Fog...

Fall...

Action!

Woman, for your critical days...

- Hi... Hi Mom! - Cut!

- Hey, son. How are you? - I'm very tired, dad.

He's been throwing arrows since 9 AM.

- It's 7 PM, isn't it? - It's very hot in here.

Adolfo... Adolfo, let him rest a bit.

But, we are about to finish... We don't have any good takes.

We have to finish, just a few takes more.

Just this scene and the pass shoot. I'm getting sick!

Silence! Camera!

Cupido 3, take 21!

Woman, for your Cupid days, there's critical deodorant.

The arrow has purpurin. You should have a tetanus vaccine.

Instead I'll vaccinate that monster! He's not a child, he's a monster!

Hey, you! Who do you think you are?

Stop that blower!

- Dad... Dad, I want to go home now. - Yes, son, at once.

Jacinto, let's go.

It looks like you lost the boy, princess.

Don't worry, there's a contract. I've got him.

Dad didn't read the small print.

When I buy a lemon...

I squeeze it.

Turn around. Lift your arm.

Okay.

Stand still, please. Don't move your wings.

- Did I hurt you? - Nah.

Tobi, take your notebooks and colors.

- I'll get ready and we'll leave for school. - Yes, mom.

- Mom, please open the door. - What?

I need to pee, and take a dump, hurry!

- Hold on! Wait! - Hurry, hurry. I can't hold it.

- Press your legs and wait. - I can't hold it, Mom!

Hey kid!

But kid!

Tobi, you can use the restroom!

- Good morning, Miss. - Good morning.

Do you know your son is urinating out the window?

- My son? - Yes. Your son.

Look at this.

I could give you a fine. A big fine!

I can't turn a blind eye.

Forgive my son, officer... you know kids... I was in the restroom and...

I promise you this won't happen again.

That kid needs a spanking.

And my helmet?

- Where's my helmet? - What helmet?

I left my helmet here!

Please, wait...

Tobi! For Christ sake!

Hey, policeman.

But that is Tobi!

TOBI SHAT IN THIS HELMET SEPTEMBER 15

Tobi! How are you?

Don't worry. Come with me.

- Hey! What's going on? - Andres is pulling Tobi's wings again.

Come here, Tobi.

We have to finish this silly game for good.

Sit down here...

Easy, kids.

Don't run. Order, please.

Out to the playground.

Don't push.

- Aren't you going, Tobi? - No.

Hold on, I'll be back for you.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

- Hi! - Hi.

I'll give you this, if you let me see your little wings.

- Why? - I want to see them... show me!

But this is a secret. Don't tell anyone.

- Cross my heart. - You can only touch one.

Seen enough?

- It's beautiful,Tobi. - Do you like my wings?

- Yes, may I touch it? - Okay, but be very careful.

I like it a lot! So soft!

You should wash them everyday with soap.

Gives me the chills!

- What's "chills"? - Like a sour taste.

Now you have seen my wings. Put the cover on.

- You want a lick? - Okay.

How come you have wings now?

I've no idea. It's not my fault.

Just like my sister.

She's growing tits.

On her back?

- Show us your wings. - No.

- Show your wings, I said. - No.

That can be contagious, that's what my dad said.

Get him!

Don't let him get away.

Hey! What are you doing to him?

Miss, they wanted to cut off his wings.

Give me that knife.

Give it to me!

And kids are irresponsible, you know what I mean. It's the law of nature.

What happens if you put a black chicken among white ones?

Well, you could pick a more sensitive example.

Well, maybe you're right. Sorry. It's an unfortunate example.

But you know what I mean.

Tobi creates too many problems for us.

We always have to keep an eye on him for his protection.

And it's no good for the kid either.

This morning, if it wasn't for miss...

Yeah, I know. She told me.

Doctors are not sure about the surgery.

If we bring him to school, he brings trouble.

Then, what's the deal? Keep Toby in a cage, let him sing?

That's how it is.

I see, I understand. I am getting very understanding.

Where is Toby?

Well, I have to say that Tobi is a nice boy.

He's charming.

If you want, I'll go to your home and teach him there.

I don't have much spare time but I'd like to do it, if you allow me.

There must be another workaround. You can't roam the world with two wings.

Tobi! What happened?

Toby, son! Are you okay?

What's wrong?

He can't sleep.

Is he sick?

He is afraid. He has nightmares.

They did something to him at school, right?

Yes.

I warned you.

He shouldn't go.

But we must do something about it.

We can't keep him trapped in here.

Sadly, we have to do so while waiting for the surgery.

What are the doctors waiting for?

How should I know? Always the same, we need more tests. More info...

Someone has called this morning: people from "The Mystery".

And we also received this diploma.

- What's that "Mystery?" - We have seen it on TV.

It's a ball that opens and there's an angel inside...

The ball comes down, hanging from a rope.

THE GLIDER CLUB RECOGNIZES TOBI AS A HONORARY MEMBER

I'm sick of glider clubs and angels and diplomas!

No! Mom! Mom!

- Mom. - Don't you cry, Mom is here.

Please don't go. I'm very afraid...

Don't cry, I'll spend the night here.

Can't God do anything?

Yes, son.

Then why doesn't He remove my wings?

We pray for it, and that's it.

We'll ask ask him, sweety.

- On the phone? - No, not on the phone.

I want to talk to him on the phone.

No, we can't call him on the phone.

- Why not? Isn't he in the phone book? - No, he isn't.

- And in the yellow pages? - Not either.

Not in the yellow pages either.

We could send him a telegram.

Yes, we could send him a telegram.

And now you go sleep. Okay?

- Yes. But you sleep with me. - Sure.

May I speak with Doctor Juldain?

Tobi... just say that it's Tobi.

Is that you, doctor?

Either you operate at once, or we'll go nuts.

If you don't cut off the wings, I will.

- The surgery was a success. - Yes, congratulations.

Actually we had no problems. Very simple, I may say.

We didn't have to cut very deep at all.

When Tobi wakes up, please don't let him turn over on his back.

- We'll check him first thing tomorrow. - Thanks a lot, Doc.

After you.

Bye, Doc.

He's normal. Like any other kid.

Tobi, please smile!

- Smile! - Remove his shirt, please.

Up in your arms.

Film his back.

I've never seen a faster healing.

The scars are very small. We have to study that miraculous recovery.

- Understand, for science's sake. - Does he need to return here, doctor?

Only if you want us to re-implant the wings.

Now we want to hear from Tobi.

The world's most famous child. Are you happy?

- Yes. - Why?

Because wings mean trouble!

Is that you, Jacinto?

I'm sorry, but you're in deep shit.

Don't play the dummy. You know what I mean.

Business is business.

You have removed the wings, without our permission.

Of course you are the daddy, but you signed a contract for a whole year.

Have you forgotten?

There's a clause, there, Jacinto.

Until the contract's end, you must keep the wings!

It's not resolved by returning the money. You'll face a sue.

I had an agreement with my clients.

The whole campaign went down.

Big money. Your life isn't worth half of it.

- Hung up? - Yes, that little prick.

- It shows his proletarian education. - He deserves to live in poverty.

Tobi, what are you doing?

Mom, do you know what those birds are saying?

- Don't say anything about birds! - They are saying that rain is coming.

From now on, it's forbidden to talk about winged animals.

What about Indians?

- Indians wear feathers. - Okay. Indians aren't animals.

The merry-go-round.

- Hi, Mom! - Hi, kiddo!

Hi!

- Mom? - Son?

My back itches.

It itches bad, Mom!

Blow on me, Mom

Blow!

Blow on me some more.

- The winged boy affair is back... - Pump up the volume!

...with an unexpected twist.

According to F agency, one witness claims that...

Tobi has developed a new set of wings.

We haven't contacted the Lopez Family, in order to confirm that information.

Everything is hush-hush. Even the Medical Center.

Nevertheless, we can assure you that something...

magical or supernatural is happening to Tobi.

The kid is ours, once again.

Hurry! Hurry! Step right up and you will see the amazing.

The bizarre... Tobi the 20th century's angel. A boy with two real wings.

Is he a freak? Is he an Angel?

Discover for yourself. Small price, big surprise!

You can touch his wings, by paying a little bit more.

50% off, just for today!

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Hurry, hurry. Big opening!

The amazing! The incredible! The Wonderful! Tobi, 20th century's Angel.

A boy with two real wings!

Is he a nature's aberration? Is he an angel fallen from heaven?

Determine it yourself!

Only looking, 10 cents. Look and touch a wing, 20 cents.

50% off, just today!

Please come in. Come and see.

Come on, keep going.

There's room for everybody.

Handsome boy, please look at the girl.

Tobi, smile at the people.

Great!

Next.

- May I have a picture signed? - No, he doesn't sign.

- We paid for one touch. - Hey Tobi, bring your wings.

Tobi, come closer.

Touch the wings.

Oh, very soft.

No, girls, you only payed to look.

No, lady, talking with the boy is forbidden.

Tobi, smile. Tobi, Climb the podium.

Keep going, come on, next ones.

Keep going.

Look at him, he's just like you. Talk to him.

Say "Hello Tobi".

- You can't talk to him, please move along. - Just two words, please.

- May I have a lick? - Return to your seat. And smile!

Keep moving. Next ones... Don't crowd up.

Don't push. Everybody will have his turn.

Go forward... go forward.

Tobi, bring your wings.

Pray for me, little Angel. Talk to God.

Look, Ana is prisoner of those Arabs.

Please, you shouldn't talk to Tobi.

Tobi, smile at the people.

Go back to your seat. Go forward... forward.

This is terrible, it's disgusting.

I assure you that we're leaving tonight.

At dawn, nobody will find us.

- Where shall we go? - I don't care... far away from here.

- And what's next? - I don't know, Mar�a.

- Return the tickets. - I need to see him. How cute!

- Look at him. - He's a cutie!

Looks like a real angel.

Give this to him, Arturo.

Tobi, smile at the people.

- You smile yourself! - How rude!

Oh. Those wings are really beautiful. Say something, son.

- What does that mean? - A fart.

You can't do that.

Okay, but I have to pee.

The angel of the 20th century is going to pee.

There.

Don't look.

Tobi! Tobi!

- Margaret, Margaret... Tobi is gone! - What are you saying?

Take this way out.

Excuse us. Give way.

Attention, attention. Tobi has escaped.

If you see him, please deliver him to "lost and found" or to his stand.

Attention, attention. Tobi, the 20th century angel has escaped.

If you see him, please deliver him to "lost and found" or to his stand.

Tobi! Please don't go, come back!

Subtitles by Spinal Edited by jpf and Subransu