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See you, Garcia Bye, Lopez.

Hello, Sara You going home now?

- We could have a drink. - No, Juan, I'm sorry.

I was just passing and I thought.

I'd say hello, but if you're in a hurry.

You've been waiting here for a week

so you weren't just passing.

If you gave me your number we could arrange to meet.

I've got yours. When I want to meet

I'll call you.

Hello!

- Weren't we meeting at ten? - Yes, but I couldn't wait.

No, I'm seeing Antonio.

Yes, Antonio.

Yes, he's here now.

I don't know when we can meet.

I'll call you, right?

A big kiss.

- Stop that. - I don't want to...

Not now.

Why not?

- Just let me get dressed. - Don't get dressed.

Stop it!

I'm not in the mood.

Sara, don't be like that.

All right.

As you wish.

Ana, at last!

I was sure I'd meet you.

I've been in all the bars,

La Vaqueria, the Factory

the Si, Si, Si, the No, No, No

the Why Not?

I may have skipped, some but I finally found you.

Where were you anyway? In Rosa's!

Don't say you were here!

Don't say you were leaving!

How about one for the road?

A small one?

Come on, Anita. The last one!

- The last one? - Bye, Pedro.

Bye. You're gorgeous

like always.

What an ass-hole!

Hello.

What would you like?

Give me a beer, Rosa.

Want a glass?

Rosa, have you seen Ramon?

- What Ramon? - Ramon, my friend.

And Ana, his girlfriend.

Has Martin been in?

- I saw Ana leave just now. - Look, I don't know.

- Was it empty all night? - Just the opposite.

Rosa, what time do you get off?

My name's Paloma.

Paloma, of course.

- Hello, Lola! - Hi, Pedro. You seen Carlos?

Carlos?

No, but if he isn't here yet, he's not coming.

- What Carlos? - He said he'd be here.

Well, he isn't. You know how he is.

But you don't know him.

Let's wait for him together! What'll you have?

There he is! Sorry, Pedro, but he's a bitchin' guy.

Yeah, a bitchin' guy.

A real son of a bitch is what he is.

- Pedro! - Hello, Marga!

Is it normal that Ramon asks me on the phone who I am?

I phone him up and he asks, "Who is it?"

What do I have to say? "Hi, Ramon, it's Marga.

Remember? I'm the one you're going out with."

If we lived together

I'd have to say everyday.

"Morning. I'm Marga. We fucked here last night."

Have you seen him?

Forget Ramon. You're with me now. Have a drink.

We could have a good time together. Why not?

Because I have to find the bastard.

It was terrific.

Didn't you enjoy it, Sara?

- What? - What do you mean, what?

You're out of it. At least, when you're with me.

Is something wrong?

If you're going to be like that. I'm leaving.

Listen, Sara, I'm getting - Who?

- Marga. - Yeah, I saw her. Wow!

- A beer? - Sure.

Rosa, another beer!

Marga's convinced we're going out.

She's glued to me.

I've had a lousy night.

You're too choosy.

No, I'll take anything.

Just leave me alone!

Well, take it fast.

Hi! I'm Pedro. Remember me?

- You have a car? - No, but I have a scooter.

What do I owe?

- Get me out of here. - The two of us together?

My very idea.

- You've mistaken me. - No, you've mistaken me.

I was mistook, you were mistaken.

I couldn't get rid of that guy.

You can mistake me as often as you want.

Why don't we go somewhere else before he comes out?

I see you're on the run. Don't worry.

I'll look after you.

If you'd just see me home.

If you offer me a drink.

All right, get on.

Like this? I'm almost naked.

Not as naked as I imagine I mean, as you imagine.

Here, take my jacket.

Stop. Stop.

- This isn't the right way. - Of course it is.

It's a short-cut. I always take short-cuts.

You see?

Wait a minute? Where's north?

Looking for the North Star?

Right, it's that way.

Turn around.

- It's there. - We were going fine.

It's Antonio!

That guy's a criminal, a highway menace!

- Don't stop! - What?

Of course I'm going to stop!

I'm going to kick his ass.

If you hadn't got lost, we would've avoided him.

So it's all my fault?

I was fine until you started asking for directions.

All right.

Now what? You can't go home.

We have to kill some time. Can we go to your place?

- My place? - If we can.

Sure. Why not?

Come in.

There's no light.

- Give me your hand. - No light?

I think not.

This is it.

- This is your room? - Yeah.

Sit down.

- Better? - Yeah.

You share the place?

Yeah, there's quite a few of us.

Wait a minute.

- What is it, Mom? - Who's with you?

Just a friend who's giving me some notes.

Sure, some notes!

Night, Mom.

Can you put out the light? I'm dead.

Do you mind?

You got another bed?

Don't worry about me.

I'll make room for you here.

- Are you asleep? - Not yet.

- Want a pillow? - All right.

Don't talk in my ear, I'm not deaf.

I'm a bit short-sighted.

Lift your head.

There.

Can you sleep on your side?

I never know what to do with my arms.

I once designed a mattress that had a hole

to put your arm through

so it hung down.

Stop it.

- What was that? - Stop, I'm asleep.

I don't mind.

Just like that?

Don't you want to get into bed?

Take off your clothes?

- Javi! - Hi, bro.

Javi!

Just ignore me.

I'm so drunk I'm going to pass out.

- Is this your folks' place? - Didn't I tell you?

I'll have to leave before they get up.

Don't worry. No one's better at waking up.

Yeah, sure.

OK, I'll set the alarm, too.

So you needn't worry.

Goodnight.

Hello, love.

Give me a kiss.

This is Sara, Pedro's friend.

Good morning.

- How's the paper? - Same as always.

- Where's Pedro? - He's not up yet.

- More milk, Sara? - No, thanks.

- Give me that. - Are they all still asleep?

Leave them. They went to bed very late.

Nobody ever gets up here. Have they nothing to do?

- What a crab you are! - Get up! Get up!

Hi, guys!

How are you?

- Hello, Lopez. - Hi, Garcia.

Taking your pressure again?

Nothing else to do.

Come on, help me. Let the air out.

Any calls?

Any customers?

Very funny. Now you've messed it up.

No one's been in.

There mustn't be any pets around here.

- But there was a call. - For you or me?

For both. The landlord's threatening to throw us out.

It took only a few hours to win her over.

Leave me alone.

What the hell is it?

Telephone It's Sara.

- You could have said. - I said Sara.

Is that you? Where are you? Are you alone?

Your want to meet? Your place or half-way? Say something.

Give me a chance.

I know a Mongol restaurant.

- A Mongol restaurant? - Yes.

Why a Mongol restaurant? You think I'm a Mongol?

Adiedalshac.

- Kumys. They're lovely. - What strange things!

- At gastronomical prices! - Let's go in!

I used to paint, but after 365 paintings

I discovered literature.

It's a better way of expressing ideas.

I'm a man of ideas rather than emotions.

- But that's for later. - So you're all brain.

Well

not entirely.

And what's your novel about?

Five years ago, it was about "the female."

I'm on the second chapter.

But now I'm on a new novel.

That's great.

The meatballs... And lamb, for the gentleman.

Now I know how to say "rat" in Mongol.

"Lamb."

- See how easily we got here? - But we took along time.

We give so little importance to time.

For example, we've talked for two hours

and we haven't even kissed yet.

All right Shut up.

Good, you get my drift.

You have to make the most of time.

I'm fanatical about making the most of time.

Well - Let me go first.

- You're coming up? - That guy may be in there.

I doubt it.

I'm worried about us, too.

What's that?

Well, it's happened so quickly.

A bat of an eyelash.

I always hit my mark. No one's better.

- Relax, I take the pill. - I take precautions, too.

Instead of taking them, you should wear them.

Recently I've been taking, to my regret,

the most basic precaution.

Not doing it.

- A beer? - Sure.

Sit down.

You know, I'm really tired.

If I were one of those vultures

that stalk around you, I'd say.

"Let me just sleep here."

And get all hot like yesterday.

That's why I won't say it.

My neck muscles are screwed up.

You know you can get a nerve jam there?

- You know about massages? - Not much.

Massages are important, vital, fundamental.

I don't know anything either, but we could try.

Why did you come here?

- Where? - Here.

Did you think I was shy?

When?

Before you knew me.

Before I knew you, I didn't know you.

Come here.

There?

Take off your jacket.

When you smile...

I look in your eyes,

and my reflection is much better.

- You don't say. - Don't laugh.

You're sentimental.

All the girls say that at first.

"You're sentimental."

And after two weeks, "You're mental."

Let's try that massage.

Like that?

How's that?

What's your type of man?

Me?

I like them ugly, but not too ugly.

Nice, but not too nice.

And affectionate, but not overly so.

Like me,

but not too like me.

Like my cousin.

I'd like to meet him.

He's dead!

What girls do you like?

I don't know.

Girls with mouths, lips, ears...

A bit of everything.

And I like brunettes, with very short hair

who close their eyes when they laugh.

No, I have to go to work.

No, not work.

- There's no one there. - I'm late...

This is Zac, just in from London. It's so seductive.

I'll be here for a week. Can we meet?

Seductive? Unbelievable...

Sara? I want to see you, must see you, will see you.

Guess who? Here's a clue.

My favorite number is 8x8 plus 5.

69! Talk about a pig!

This is Antonio. You'll be sorry.

I'm going to tell everyone what a bitch you are.

And tell that dickhead on the bike to watch out.

What a bastard!

Fuck!

Ramon?

Where am I?

At her place. And what a place!

No, she doesn't have money. It belongs to her family.

I've just had breakfast and here I am.

What do you think?

I'm not giving details.

It's amazing the number of creeps hanging round her.

Wait, someone's at the door.

Is Sara in?

- Sara? - Yes, Sara.

Just a minute...

Open up!

She'll never be in for you, you killer!

Open the door, you bastards!

Ignore him guys. He'll go away.

Put down that bottle. Don't be silly.

Calm down guys.

I'll get you for this! Both of you!

And you, cut the bullshit!

Cut the bullshit, Fernando. Put the knife away!

This guy's just a twerp.

Ramon? Are you there?

Hold him.

What if we kill my mom's dog?

Don't be silly.

We have to help Sara.

Let's see, Overdose...

Nausea, dizziness, loss of balance...

Hallucinations...

Nothing major. Open his mouth.

Tell Sara the dog's stupid and ate them all.

Will she believe it?

She will. She wouldn't think we're such bastards.

We have to help. He'll be her first patient in ages.

The referee is about to blow the final whistle.

The booing is incredible.

Blow, you bastard!

And as he does, the ball hits the back of the net.

It doesn't count!

The goal doesn't count! It's been disallowed.

Good! Show them a card and fuck them!

- Hello. What were you doing? - Hi.

Just reading...

- Won't you give me a kiss? - Won't I give you a kiss?

What a day, Pedro. I'm so happy.

I had work!

You worked all day?

Not that much. A dog who swallowed a load of pills.

- You don't say. - The owner was nice.

We laughed up a storm.

One of those idiots with his pet dog.

- How do you know? - It's typical, isn't it?

An idiot, like the ones on the answer phone.

- Right. Any messages? - No, there's nothing.

- I erased the tape. - But why?

Why?

Doesn't a girl ever call you?

A load of horny guys talking dirty.

- That's your answer phone! - Don't be silly.

If I stay here, we'll have to sort all those guys out.

I didn't tell you to stay.

- Should I go then? - Tonight

you stay with me.

And tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Yes.

ONE MONTH LATER

- Hello, Pedro. - Hello.

- Have you seen Carlos? - What Carlos?

No. If he isn't here yet, he's not coming.

- I've been here an hour. - Maybe he's inside.

- Coming in? - I'll wait here a while.

- All right, ciao. - Ciao.

Hi, Pedro.

- Thanks, Fermin. - Ciao.

Guess what? A man followed me home.

- Just one? - And waited outside!

In that skirt, I'm not surprised.

Fermin had to come and get me.

- Fermin is your chauffeur? - Sometimes. Will we go in?

What's wrong with this skirt anyway?

Hi, Sara!

That's some skirt you're wearing.

- You look fantastic! - Think so?

- Gorgeous! Can I call you? - Of course.

I will then.

The skirt's like any other, except that it's minute.

Want to dance?

- No one intelligent dances. - So why come?

Why do I come? Why do they?

This was a great place to chat.

Then a load of idiots came with nothing to say.

So they started dancing.

That's how discos started. It's true, it's in books.

Pedro, you're a drag. Do what you want.

Another whiskey.

Shall we go?

- C'mon, move! - Stop, I'm leaving!

- You coming or not? - I'm staying a while.

You don't mind?

It's a great place, and it doesn't close.

Was Lola annoyed?

And what if she was? That's her problem.

I can't stand people who are killjoys.

If there's a night,

my girl and I don't go out together, that's fine,

if I don't want to have fun, I just stay at home.

You're right, but...

She means maybe you were a bit of a bastard.

At times, when someone is as great as you

such an amusing guy

people don't really understand

and they think you're an idiot.

No. I don't mean me. I'm talking generally.

I think you're a great guy, Carlos.

But maybe you're just so fucking great

that

you're a fuckhead.

Sara, I won't hit him because he's with you!

Don't worry about Sara. Hit me if you want.

You've gone too far.

You're right. Goodbye!

Why do you need guys like that?

And he threatened me!

A pacifist who hates violence.

Are you going with him?

This guy's an asshole!

Did a pretty girl come here with an idiot

in a flowery shirt?

Look, we've had two hundred couples like that.

And you can't come in like that.

What's wrong with my pants?

Where are you at?

An elegant guy would come here wearing jeans,

or maybe without them.

If I take them off, can I go in?

This is the answer phone for 7596264.

Leave your message after the tone.

Hey, Pablo! We're closing.

I'm going, Rosa.

Paloma, Pablo.

Pedro, Paloma.

Sara, are you alone?

- Open up. It's me. - Is it you?

Yes, it's me.

How odd, I'm "me" too.

What's the matter?

Where've you been?

What do you want?

Come on, say something.

Will you marry me?

Did you come to ask for my hand or my ass?

We're the perfect couple.

You're mad, I'm mad about you.

Go home and sleep. We'll talk tomorrow.

As you wish.

See you tomorrow.

If you're interested, there's an opening at work.

Of course, it would be starting at the bottom

like everyone.

If you're interested.

What's this? Are you back?

It was great here without you.

How is it with Sara?

Like soldiers, like policemen,

like butchers, or like priests,

the secret of this profession

is to dress in a specific way.

And the important this is to feel good about it.

It was say all about you.

All you have to do is follow, to the letter,

the three golden rules of this profession.

First

you are not following anybody.

That is illegal.

You're behind someone, but not following anybody.

Second

you must never smile.

Composure. And third

always respect the golden rule of the three yards.

Never be at a distance of less than

three yards from your man. In short...

We follow no one.

We don't smile.

Three yards.

THE DEBT COLLECTOR IN TAILS

Good morning. Mr. Torlatto?

Engineer Torlatto at your service.

Let me remind you that you must leave the premises.

Or else settle your debt with the owners.

Just a moment, please.

This is Zac. I just got in from London.

I'm leaving in a few days. Call me, baby.

This is Mariano. Are you free tonight?

I am. It all depends on you.

Sara, this is Carlos.

I heard you're going to Zac's party.

I could pick you up. We can go together.

I hope you're not going with that idiot.

Sara, this is that idiot.

I've found a job, and I miss you.

Why are you doing this? What have I done to you?

Don't make a fool of me in front of my daughter.

What is it? We have no money.

No, I don't...

Father, get help!

This is the best thing that could have happened to us.

The best! Let me explain.

It hurts us, we suffer, but it's for the best...

Thanks to you son's luck,

we're going to benefit from all this.

We'll bring a criminal action against those two

that'll knock them sideways.

But, as they're bankrupt, and won't pay,

just to be on the safe side,

we'll sue the insurance company that hired us.

And we'll sue the firm that didn't put up the guardrails.

And if City Hall

is responsible for the lack of guardrails,

we'll sue City Hall.

Each of the fleshy folds surrounding the opening

was wonderfully unique.

He like to feel them throb when they half-opened

around the dark cave from which emerged

a vivid red tongue.

Stop! I want to sleep.

Sleep, sleep. What for? Pass me the phone.

- You're going to call now? - Sure!

I'd like to see you stuck in bed all day...

Pass it over.

This is 7956264. Leave your message after the tone.

Sara? This is Pedro.

I'm calling because I left you a message

to call me if you got back before 12:00.

You can call up to 12:30.

This is Pedro again. Call when you like.

I'll be writing all night.

ONE MONTH LATER

- Hello! - The Italian!

- So you're better. - Yes.

I wanted to apologize.

It's OK.

- It does. It was my fault. - No, really.

- We do intend to pay you! - I don't doubt it.

If we could only talk. But, it's no longer your case.

I could talk to my boss.

- Would you? - Yes.

- Really? - Yes.

- I'm sure we could sort it out. - I don't know how.

- We'll think of something. - Very good.

Here I am. I'm a new man.

Hello, Pedro.

I've got two legs again. And what legs!

Their best is yet to come. But that's not all.

I've taken the initiative at work.

I spoke to my boss.

There's a lot of ways to make people pay.

I'm going to try a more direct, personal approach.

I'm sure I'll get a raise.

Are you dumb-struck?

Is it because of my leg?

Do you like it? It can still do great things.

This is Jaime.

Hi, how are you?

- I'll call you? - Of course.

I haven't thought of anything, yet.

I have.

I have an idea...

Hit me!

- Hit me hard! - Why?

I give you a receipt and say I was robbed in the street.

- Will it work? - Sure. Now, hit me.

- It won't work. - Come on, hit me!

- I can't. - Hit me.

Come on...

Good! Now, tear my clothes. Pull off my jacket.

My dress!

Did I hurt you? Forgive me. You hit me now.

Come on, let's fight!

Come on!

The tails! The tails! That's it!

Isn't the guy who was at your place coming?

- I'm seeing you today. - Sure.

Yesterday you were with him until I fucked it up.

You should warn me: "Don't come today."

What do I care?

We have to talk.

Yes, we have to talk.

I talk a lot you say nothing.

But you do a lot.

And I do nothing.

We may be a perfect couple...

Or maybe we're a trio or a quartet.

- You're mistaken. - No, you are.

It was you who took me out of the bar.

You're mistaken.

You always thought we were a couple, or married.

You've no right over me nor I over you.

We each do what we want.

If we see each other, it's because we want to.

So we're not going out together

but we do go out together,

but we're not going out together, is that it?

I wouldn't have gone out with you

if I'd known I wasn't.

Too young, too young.

The resident idiot.

I warned you...

Albertina and her father have cleared out.

And you, halfwit

you signed a receipt for them!

You signed a receipt!

- But the engineer said. - Engineer!

An engineer in poker,

banned from entering all the casinos.

SIX MONTHS LATER

What are you doing here?

Same as you. Won't you give me a kiss?

Of course.

It's been ages. You look terrific.

I couldn't believe it when I saw you.

Are you alone?

No, I'm with Ramon.

I mean, are you with a girl?

Yes, of course. That one.

I'm with some creeps. Why don't we leave?

I don't know, I'll try, but

she'll start asking questions.

- Who is it? - That one.

She's terrible, really jealous.

- We're just talking. - You'll see.

Well, I'm over there.

I'll wait for you.

- Hey! - What?

- What's your name? - Ines. And yours?

Pedro.

Who do you know here?

Lots of people.

- And you? - I know nobody.

Well, I know Ramon.

- Enjoying yourself? - Am I enjoying myself?

Yes, it's all right.

And you like coming here, with the beer and the music?

Yes, I do.

Listen, you're terrific.

May I kiss you?

- Why did you do that? - I don't know, impulse.

You're a bit of an idiot.

Impulsive.

If it bothers you, just give it back.

SIX MONTHS LATER

If Mr. Cortezo doesn't come, who the hell signs the note?

I don't know. You'll have to ask in the office.

If Mr. Cortezo doesn't come, who the hell signs the note?

Give it to Administration. I'm going to a party.

See you later. Have a good time.

- Is Ramon a good friend? - Yes.

He's heading for you.

Ramon!

Get this dog off me!

Shut up, would you! And get down!

- What did you do? - I don't know.

Of course, the pills! He remembers the pills.

- What pills? - It's a very long story.

The house is ours till my parents

come back tomorrow.

- Let's have a drink. - Several, you mean.

Damn, it's really jumping.

Look, there's Sara!

- Did you say Sara? - Do you know her?

I don't know. Don't wave. Is she a girl?

Of course.

Sara! What a surprise!

- You know Ines? - Of course.

We know each other.

- Lively, isn't it? - Yeah.

Aren't you enjoying yourself? Cheer up.

On your own?

Neither am I.

The rooms were all taken when we got here,

but we'd already fucked at home.

Well, I'm delighted you're enjoying yourselves.

You should try it.

Don't get carried away.

How do you know Sara?

We used to go out.

Know what? I'm glad you don't anymore.

I'm glad too, not as much as you are, but

a bit.

This is Zack. I got in from London yesterday.

It's so seductive. Why don't we meet?

Sara, this is Luis. Where are you hiding? Call me.

Hi, Sara. This is Pedro.

I'm doing alone what we used to do together,

and it's boring, especially making love.

Who is it?

Pedro. What are you doing?

What am I doing?

- I'm in bed. - Me too, but I'm alone.

What about you?

Maybe we could meet some time.

Sure, call me any time.

Well, I'm very busy, but I'll call you.

When you can - When I can?

Sure, of course.

Well, be seeing you.

Bye.

- It's me again. - Hello, Pedro.

Anything wrong?

I can't sleep. Why don't we go for a drink?

I don't feel like it.

No, you're right. It's very late.

Why not come here?

To your place?

I don't know...

It's up to you.

Right, I'm on my way!

- That was quick. - You know, shortcuts.

- Did I really wake you up? - Yes.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come.

- You must be tired. - I'm tired and sleepy.

- I'd better go. - But I'd like to talk.

Then I'll stay. But get into bed.

- I can talk to myself. - Idiot! What'll you have?

Anything at all. A beer.

It's all still the same.

- What? - This.

It's as nice as ever.

- Just the opposite of mine. - You've got a place?

Actually, I'd call it more of a complex.

That's because moving around in it

can be very complex.

You haven't changed much.

No, not a bit.

And the girls?

- What girls? - Your girls.

Still take them to your parents?

- You still remember. - How could I forget?

Girls and me are just that: girls and me.

There's "them" and "me."

I used to think there were two kinds of girls,

the interesting ones and those interested in me.

Now I don't think there are any girls at all.

I bet you've had loads.

Sure, but I haven't heard about them.

But you wouldn't understand that.

I was just a blot on your list.

If you had a record of your hits,

I'd be the hole.

No. I couldn't be like this with most guys.

We all need someone we can talk to.

I need someone I can't talk to!

No, really, I'm happy to be here

to see you again.

I behaved like a fool,

as always.

Never mind, we can be friends now.

Really? That's terrific.

I may be your first "friend" as such.

I guess all the others tried to sleep with you.

It must be awful, but I wish I had the same problem.

It's different for men.

But I'd like to be a male object.

I'm just not sure which object.

Can you think of one?

It's one of life's injustices.

As Aristotle said, you have lovely feet.

No, he didn't say that. I say it.

I never realized before.

They're just two feet.

Yes, but two lovely ones.

You can trace your whole body in your feet.

If I touch you here, I'm really touching your ear.

So, if anyone steps on your foot,

he's copping a feel.

- What did I touch? - You tell me.

Grandma, what nice feet you have.

All the better to stamp on you with.

You're falling asleep. I'll leave.

No, wait.

Stay.

I know what male object I am.

"Valium" Man.

I'm sorry.

You're crazy.

- We're just friends. - I know.

You're right, everyone kisses and nothing happens.

Don't. A real friend would never do that.

Oh, no?

You're right. Go ahead.

I love our friendship, don't you?

But you're my intimate friend,

but for you, I'm just another friend.

Be quiet.

How many men have been in this bed?

I must be number 2,587.

Well, a few more than that.

You slut!

You want to break our lasting friendship?

- I warn you, it's shaky. - Really? I don't think so.

- Don't touch my friendship! - Come here.

Now I know what true friendship is.

ONE YEAR LATER

Come on, get in.

Get in or you'll be sorry.

Excuse me, do we know each other?

- I don't know. - Your face looks familiar.

So does yours.

Let's see if I can get this lump of meat into the car.

I had her at the vet's.

- How is she? - The vet?

A knock-out.

Better than the dog.

She's ripe for picking.

She's busy.

Get up, Luis. Stop being a clown.

Hi, Pedro, what are you doing here?

So long, Sara.

Thanks for everything.

- Can you believe this? - Like hell I can!

Did he forget his doggy?

Who? Luis?

At least Fermin brought his.

- Don't start that again! - I'm not starting!

I come here, and there's Fermin, insulting his dog.

Know what he said? You were ripe for picking.

And other things I won't repeat with animals present.

Please, I'm working.

You call this working?

Why is it only men who have pets around here?

What do you think is going on anyway?

What I think is that first you pat the doggy

then you start on each other.

Luis didn't bring his dog

because it would have squealed to his wife.

That's what I think.

I don't see why there's all this fuss

over a few observations I made at the clinic.

A few observations that everyone heard.

You made a fool of me.

Good, next time they'll bring their wives along.

The same old thing.

Listen, this'll end quick if you start acting jealous

I wouldn't say jealous, exactly.

Maybe a bit suspicious or curious, but not jealous.

Unless you mean that I only have one thing on my mind.

Why don't you come to bed?

Otherwise I may start without you.

- Can I ask you a question? - It depends.

- Can I or not? - I don't know.

- If it's easy. - Can I?

- Yes. Can I ask you one? - Yes.

Do you love me?

Yes. And do you love me?

- You're sure. - Yes.

- What about you? - Yes.

More than at the beginning?

- Yes. Do you love me more? - Yes.

- Did you sleep with Luis? - Yes. I mean, no!

Yes, well, no.

Yes.

Yes.

A YEAR AND A HALF LATER

You know that in the darkest night

you can find us.

So, come on, kid! Dial our number and say something.

My friends know that what I admire most in a woman

is intelligence,

and the models seem the most intelligent of all.

If you're feeling lonely, we'll keep you company.

And if you're with us, you'll feel alone.

You only have to tune in to 93.9 on the FM band.

Until 12.00, we'll be giving away tickets

for tomorrow's concert.

Did you want a ticket?

Sorry, all gone.

- But you just said. - That's all publicity.

Here, that's for you.

Listen to it at home.

You're too much...

Why? I can give my ticket to whoever I want.

I've come for a ticket,

and I got her before her.

Sorry, Did you meet a girl carrying a record?

I just gave her the last ticket.

That's fucking stingy. Was there only one ticket?

This is a rip-off. Come on!

- Aren't you Silvia? - No, Natalia.

Of course, Natalia...

I know you from somewhere.

- From some concert maybe? - I don't know.

- Do you go to many? - Quite a few.

Natalia, come here a minute.

Can I talk to you a minute? Sit down.

Come here.

God, you're in really bad shape.

I did it better with Sara.

You wouldn't believe how good we were in bed.

Don't think fucking is something mechanical.

It's never been the same.

Tell me, why do you think that is?

With other girls, the time you spend winning them

is inversely proportional

to the time spent leaving them.

Since you never win Sara, you never want to leave her.

To put it another way.

Just shut up!

Let go! Let go!

Get off!

Stop! That's enough!

He'll never forgive me.

It's been ages.

Remember Ana? I'd talk and she'd never answer.

- I liked Lola. - She was keen on that idiot.

- You knew them. - Yes, I remember.

- It's always the same. - We never appreciate

- what we have at hand. - Guys do that more.

Girls are more practical.

I mean, when Sara left me, you were there waiting.

It was a joke.

But who called who first?

God knows - We both did.

A crossed line? That was lucky!

When I get a crossed line. I always try something.

It was a joke.

Seriously.

So how's Sara's friend?

- Normal. - She's that bad?

She's broken up with her boyfriend.

Sara's lending her a hand.

Well, no one's better at lending a hand.

Hi, Silvia!

- Natalia. - Of course, Natalia.

- Aren't you going in? - No, not yet.

Well, I'm going in, it's about to start.

Don't think I'm annoyed that you're seeing Sara.

It's great. Better you than someone else.

And I think...

Sara and I...

I'm really pleased for you both.

There she is!

The friend's not that bad.

This is Susi, Pedro.

- Hello, how are you? - Hello Susi, how are you?

- Very well. - But you don't know me yet!

When you do, then you'll be really well.

Don't speak. We're two strangers at sunset.

- Ready for anything? - Is he the best there was?

Now it's all over, and it's starting again.

I know that in your heart,

you'll never forget me.

At last!

Come on.

- Where did you find her? - I think she likes you.

- You heard what she said. - Susi's just very honest.

- Did you tell her about us? - Why?

I don't know how to start.

Just make her laugh. That's what girls really like most.

I'll try.

Shall we go to my place?

No, I'm going to bed. I'm tired.

We'd only be wasting time in a bar.

And I'm fanatical about making the most of time.

No putzing around.

Sentimental, aren't you?

All the girls say that at first.

Two weeks later, it's just...

"You're mental."

- So long. - See you tomorrow.

Shit, what a couple!

- Have you known Sara long? - Pretty long.

Are you good friends?

- How did you meet? - I went to see her.

- Why? - I wanted to meet her.

Why was that?

I knew a guy who was always talking about her.

Come on.

I think it's best if I take you home.

It's kind of late.

Sure, if you want. I'm bored stiff.

Exactly.

- See you, Lopez. - Bye, Garcia.

How are you? Were you coming to see me?

No, I wasn't actually.

What a coincidence.

- Why are you here? - Why am I here?

Of course! That's right.

What a coincidence.

Were you coming to see me?

Was I coming to see you?

- Why are you here? - What do you mean?

- Do you want to talk? - Talk, talk...

- Talk about what? - Your place or mine?

No, Pedro, it's silly.

I agree. It's silly. I was going to tell you later.

It won't get us anywhere.

Why go anywhere? We've just arrived.

Sit down. We're going to talk.

Yes, let's talk.

- How's work? Any epidemics? - No, no epidemics.

- Pups all right? - They're fine.

- But why can't we kiss? - What for?

What for? What do you think?

To join our lips, a gesture of love or respect.

Hi, Ramon.

Very well.

No, I'm here with Pedro.

You want to come tonight?

Goodbye. Say goodbye to Ramon for me.

It's impossible today.

He can't.

No, he can't. Pedro can't. Another day, perhaps.

Sara, is that you? It's Pedro.

Can you speak? No, don't say anything.

Just move your head to say yes or no.

I have to see you.

Can we meet tomorrow at seven?

This is the answer phone for 2431026.

Hello, this is Pedro. I'm going to be brief.

I'm not in, I've gone out to do something important.

You can leave a message after the beep.

Thanks and goodbye.

Pedro, are you there?

Well, as we'd arranged to meet at seven,

and I've been here an hour I'm leaving.

- What are you doing? - What am I doing?

- What are you doing? - Weren't we to meet?

Yes, we were to meet.

What's wrong with you?

We can't start again.

I know.

It wouldn't work.

- We're too different. - So why did you call?

Don't you understand?

I was hoping you wouldn't come.

But you arranged for us to meet.

I thought you wouldn't come.

- We can't see each other. - I know that.

- But you still came? - So did you.

To confirm you didn't come.

You're right. We can't go on like this.

Of course we can't.

My shoe?

Here's your shoe.

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

I just lost my shoe.

- I lost my t-shirt. - All right.

All right, all right. What's all right?

This was the last time. That's what.

And don't call me again.

I called, but I didn't go. You did.

I won't go even if you call me.

What would I call you for?

I've got nothing to say to you.

I love you!

- Idiot! - You're the idiot!

Let's agree on something.

I'm leaving.

- All right then, leave. - Don't follow me.

Do you think everyone is after you?

Well, you go then.

All right. I'm going.

Weren't you going?

- You take it. - Me?

Take a taxi from a girl? Never!

- I know how to treat women? - You do not.

Jack the Ripper had the right idea!

- Take it. - You want me to go?

No, if anyone has to go, it's you.

Who's taking it?

The Boston Strangler knew how to treat women too.

Let it be known, I'm not the one leaving.

I'm not leaving either, you are.

I haven't moved.

We are totally incompatible.

- I agree. - I never want to see you.

And I never want to see you either.

300 YEARS EARLIER

I'm going to tell you a story, a love story.

In the 18th Century

screws and nuts were made by hand.

It was a slow, laborious task,

and they were made separately.

It was really a matter of luck

if a screw and nut fit together.

Each nut had to be tried with all the screws.

And, obviously, it wasn't easy.

The threads weren't exact,

they wouldn't fit together,

and they had to keep trying

until they found the nut that went with the screw

and made a pair for ever.

That's more or less our story.

I thought I was missing a screw, but not that kind.

People shouldn't insist on what's not right for them.

Don't lose the thread.

I don't know if I can be your screw.

I've got a lot of factory defects.

- Come on, kiss me. - You want me to kiss you?

- It'll have to be a... - Don't say it!

Kiss me and shut up.

You want me to shut up? All right.

You know I can be the king of silence.

I can be silent for weeks at a time.

You'll see what loneliness is.

Do you know the Steppes, or the Gobi Desert?

Well, don't force me to be silent

'cause you'll be sorry.