All language subtitles for Los Novios Búlgaros Dvd Es.eng

Why don't you shove
that lighter up your ass?

BULGARIAN LOVERS

I was a gentleman.

I had a Bulgarian boyfriend
who had a Bulgarian girlfriend.

Ours was a special family...

in which they shared
everything of mine,

and I only shared him.

A Bulgarian boyfriend
may seem a whim...

suitable only
for polyglot duchesses...

or jet setter fags
who love dangerous living.

But, it was the turn
of the century...

the turn of the millennium...

and I needed a change.

And suddenly
there was an invasion...

of multicolored boys looking
for a better life in our country.

Looking for someone to help them
out of their helplessness.

What's up?
You're not going to tape me?

Don't tape me!

Get out of here!
Don't tape me!

Barbie's latest toy.

- You're more the Hollywood type.
- Sure, honey.

But when it comes to toys,
I prefer dirtier,

cheaper stuff.
Though you never know.

And don't let it get stolen,
like the other one.

To top it off
the guy gave you gonorrhea.

Look, girl.

That hunk is totally your type.

We're leaving now.

I'm only going to size him up.

Put it in the car...
The camera.

You got a smoke, man?

Wait.

What's your name?

Kyril.

I'm Bulgarian.

A political refugee.

No, Kyril, with an "i".

I've been here for three months.

When there's no money, I sleep
in a car, they're easy to open.

1 go to public baths.

I like to smell good.

Three days without food, man.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Wanna come home?

You may not speak the language,
but you can say yes or no.

It's as easy as nodding your head
up and down or from side to side.

It's a universal sign, right?

Well, that's the problem.

Bulgarians have affirmative
and negative signs mixed up.

They nod from left to right
to say yes,

and up and down to say no.

Confusing.

In my opinion it's because
they're a rebellious nation.

Motherfucker!

Huge, yes, I know.

They're great looking
but in bed they're corpses.

With a hell of a "rigor mortis".

But corpses all in all.

You're such a shallow lot
with one-track minds.

You take advantage
of those poor boys.

They're alone in a foreign country,

defenseless, rootless,
in need of affection.

You're saying they can't be bought.

You're out of your mind,
don't start inflating the prices.

- Always so prosaic.
- Pragmatic, girl.

Off you go!

Who's that? Here.

This is...

mathe-the-tics teacher.

Mathematics.
What's her name?

- Danisha.
- Danisha, you don't say.

Let's see.

- Here, armed.
- Gorgeous.

- Armed.
- As a soldier, no less.

The uniform really suits you.

Look.

You know who this is?

Gildo, that is Hermenegildo
Calvo Torrecuadrada,

shared my passion for cinema,

though his was a mythomania for
the golden years of Hollywood.

So he tried to make his house
look like a sound stage...

with very special extras.

Look here, this isn't
a merry-go-round.

Ava Gardner shot with this,
it's an antique.

Only men at this party.

Poor Spanish women.

These boys have come
to the conclusion...

that in Spain all men
are either cops or fairies.

Where did they get that from?

'Cause only those talk to them.

Everybody clap your hands!

Yordan, a friend.

- How do you do?
- Hi.

From the embassy,
he wanted to meet you.

- Georgi lliev, at your service.
- Hi.

I've been told you're
a highly esteemed consultant.

Well, yes...

I'd like to share
a few moments with you.

Work only, of course.

I'd be delighted.
I'll give you my card.

- Perfect, I'll be in touch.
- Fine.

Rakia is an important drink
in our country.

Be careful if you drink it.

Drink up, don't be afraid.

- That's it.
- Thanks.

I'd say he has condylomas.

Where?

Cut it out,
you're not with your patients.

So you're in luck,
you know what my fees are.

- And I've only had negatives.
- Don't worry.

Whenever you get a positive,
I'll charge you the same.

You're a bitch.
In my own house too!

Girl, these hors d'oeuvres
are great,

but these hunks of meat
need something more.

Yes they're starving, it's the
"Arise ye prisoners of want" thing.

Let's sing The Internationale.
Turn off the music.

Arise ye workers
from your slumbers,

arise ye prisoners of want...

You faggot!

Go on, dear, don't stop.

Isn't he cute?

Doctor Daniel Vergara,

my government is very concerned
about our petrochemical sector.

It's too big,

our technology is obsolete.

We urgently need a study
to modernize it.

And, someone to introduce us
to the right people.

Well, this is
a small consulting firm.

You're talking of a national sector.

It's a very big operation.

We've had good reports about you.

We know you have good contacts,

and we need
a respectable intermediary.

You're very kind.
But I insist, it seems too big.

Don't worry.

You'll have everything you need.

By the way...

We'd be very happy if you could fix
your friend Kyril's papers.

For us it's harder each day.

As he's such
a good friend of yours,

it might be convenient.

Don't you think?

“Well...
- We'll keep in touch.

All those are fat, ugly,

short, too dark.

Nothing compared
with Bulgarian girls.

Nothing compared with my Kalina.

Your famous Kalina!

Yes, Kalina, my wife.

Her father works in Cuba
and she speaks some Spanish.

What do you mean your wife?
You're not married.

But she's my wife
and I'm her man.

Okay.

Your faithfulness surprises me.

- With you being here and her...
- In Berlin.

Distance doesn't matter.

For me being faithful
is much more important.

I see.

Hey, and...

Well, when you do it with me,
you aren't being unfaithful?

But she's a woman, man.
My wife.

Our thing is different.

Sure, I know.
I know "our thing" is different.

- It's a close friendship.
- That's it.

So you can't ask me
to fix your papers,

and that weird guy
from the embassy has to do it.

But think about it, man.

It's a good job with my government.

And what's good for me
is good for you.

Hello?

Hi, good evening, this is Kalina.

Kalina, Kyril's wife.

I know who you are.

I'm in Berlin,
could you tell Kyril...?

Yes, I'll tell him
you're in Berlin.

Kyril has told me
so much about you.

You're a true Spanish gentleman,
a good christian...

helping immigrants.

Good fat person.

Me, fat?

You tell Kyril?

Don't worry, I'll tell him.

Call whenever you want.
See you.

Auf Wiedersehen.

- Hello?
- Daniel, it's Kalina.

One moment.

Kalina.

Kalina, I was just thinking of you.

Kalina was then
only a shadow, a shaky,

thin voice coming from Berlin.

Sometimes when she called
Kyril was at my place.

And then they always
ended up fighting.

Fuck it all, shit!

Fuck it all!

I hope you don't mind my asking,
but what happened?

To hell with that broad!

She thinks...

I'll get myself a Spanish woman,
even if she's short and fat.

This is...

This is too much!

You've got to be patient.

When it's been so long,

you say things you don't mean.

Women...
She won't understand me.

I don't want her to come here
until I have some money,

a decent apartment,
my papers fixed... You know.

You understand, don't you?

I'm going to the bathroom.

Whenever you want I'll invite her
to my house, all expenses paid.

Isn't that what you wanted?

The soul
of a Spanish gentleman...

can be as tricky
as that of a distressed Slav.

My soul filled
with expectation and frenzy...

when I sensed Kyril was in a dark
and dangerous adventure.

Something warned me
or should I say, made me hope,

I was about to taste
the emotions of crime.

I started imagining myself as...

I dont know.
Yes, as the mistress...

Or better still,
a gangster's moll.

The whore accomplice
to a rotten,

irresistible villain.

Thank you, man.

A place like this
is more serious for business.

Some things
can't be talked over in a bar.

Look, man, 5,000 dollars.

You keep them for me.

I don't like carrying
so much money.

Can't you see?

Where would he get all that money?
Doing something illegal.

You could be his accomplice.

I've just seen L.A. Law,

and you're gonna need
a good lawyer.

Don't exaggerate.

Girl, if I were you,
I'd forget about him right now.

I don't like the look of this.

Hi, honey, make room.

Just the man we need.

I want to ask you something.

A friend of mine has problems
with a Bulgarian.

A Bulgarian!

He doesn't know what's coming
to him, the courts are full.

They say more than 60% of crimes
are committed by immigrants.

That's a fallacy.

Fallacy, fallacy.
I'd give that one a good fallacy.

Look, girl...

Crooks come
in all shapes and sizes.

But Bulgarians
don't commit petty crimes.

They act when there are
millions to be had.

And they don't act on their own.

With their well-organized mafias,
they usually get away with it.

So tell your friend...
And you too, tell him...

to be very careful
with what he picks up in the street.

I'm tired of telling him.

And also tell him...

Tell him that now they show up...

with weird ulcers on their hands.

- Stigmatized!
- Get off.

It seems to be something toxic.

Drugs?

Handling chemicals,
more likely.

That's what a forensic
friend of mine says.

Because they don't say a word.

They're so used
to confessing under torture,

here they laugh at the police,

the army,
the district attorney, the judges...

and the holy ghost.

Who would have imagined that?

I'm sure you would.

So, Marbella.

You're going alone?

No.

I see.

With Yordan and those guys?

Yes, we've rented a car.

If you're going as tourists,
the Costa del Sol is dead now.

You should go to Cordova,
with its mosque, its gardens.

We're not going as tourists.
It's business.

I see.

How much do you want?

Not much, 500 dollars.

For expenses.

Don't say a word,
the money's yours.

They're capitalist partners, right?

Everybody's a capitalist
in this world, man.

Socialism is shit.

Socialism, horror.

Horror comes from the soul.

What?

Nothing, it's something
Allan Poe said.

An American, right?

Yes, but mostly an alcoholic.

I'll get the money.

There's no hurry.

I'm going out for a drink.

Want me to come?

Better not.

Keep this bag for me.

It's only personal stuff.

Be good.

Seeing that bag made my blood
rush like the source of the Nile.

It probably contained
something illegal.

And I would be an accomplice,
a partner in an act...

punishable by law.

And I'd end up in court,
dressed for the occasion,

victim of my own
passionate blindness.

But I didn't dare.

I couldn't do it.

I resisted opening that bag
with the fear...

Well, the worst of fears.

The disappointment
of not finding anything.

Just a few clothes...

and bathroom things.

- What's that?
- Nothing, man.

It sometimes happens.

Since I was a kid.

- Have you seen a doctor?
- It's nothing, it just disappears.

And your eyes?
They're very irritated.

Have you touched
chemicals or acids?

Me? No way.

I gotta go.

- You're not coming home?
- I'm in a hurry, I can't.

I'd like you to see a doctor.

- What's this?
- Keep it for me.

I've gotta go now.

Don't worry, man.

How can I not worry
when you give me money...

from God knows where?

When you introduce me...

to thugs who ask me
to fix your papers?

When your hands and eyes
look like hell?

How can I not worry?

I think I'm changing.

My secretary
looks at me suspiciously.

Not to mention my friends.

Some worry about me,
others laugh their heads off.

And my job.

If this goes on, I'll need a MBA
in international mafias.

Have you thought about that?

Do you ever think of me?

Kyril!

Congratulations to both of us!

This is for all the money
if the business turns out.

You shouldn't have!

Come.

Here.

We were both born
on the same day,

the 22nd of March.

Although...

quite a few years
and many kilometers...

apart.

What are you doing?

If you don't mind,
I'm going to hang this off my ear.

What a way to do it!

Relax, man.

With all I'm going to drink,
it won't get infected.

- We're getting pissed, right?
- All right.

But they say drunk Bulgarians
are very violent.

That you hit people.

Drunk husbands always
hit their wives when they get home.

But then they fuck them so well,

they all get pregnant.

Really?

"In this sign shalt thou conquer”.

That rings a bell.

It's what Constantine the Great saw
written on the cross in the sky.

And the motherfucker
christianized the empire,

and that was the end
of orgies and gladiators,

and the beginning of bishops,
popes and such horrors.

And skin diseases, by the way.

By the way, sure.
What a pain!

- Big spender!
- You sure know how to fuck up.

Friends,

Bulgarian and Spanish,
all friends.

But I only love three people.

My mother,

Kalina, my girlfriend,

and my friend Daniel.

The only ones
who take care of me.

Don't get all soft.

It's plain,

he only loves
those who take care of him.

We should have Marilyn singing
"Happy Birthday".

No, please.

These guys are starting
to go soft. Bad scene.

Thanks to alcohol,

Kyril and his friends
seemed happy Bulgarians.

I seemed strong, the world...

seemed a nice place.

I'm really wasted.

And you?

I'm very drunk.

Very, very drunk?

Yes, man, very drunk.

You want me to hit you?

Are you going to hit me?

A good hiding.

You're gonna have to swear that.

I swear it.

But the world was falling apart,

and alcohol wouldn't fix it.

Besides,

Kyril didn't hit me.

Business, man, business.

What do you mean business?

What kind of business?
I can't afford it.

You don't have to put the money up
front, just sign the endorsement.

A 40,000 euro endorsement?

Well,

40,000 euros are less
than 40,000 dollars, right?

That was it.
If 1 didn't want things...

to get worse, I had to explain
the basic rules of capitalism.

No.

All right. I'm leaving.

Give me my money.

It's all there.

Count it if you want,
but don't worry, it's there.

I won't worry.

I don't want any problems.

And my bag?

It's over there, in the closet.

- Have you opened it?
- No.

But I was tempted to.

Better that way.

All right.

Maybe this is the end.

The end you always sense...

when you begin a supposedly
serious relationship...

with a boy like that.

Maybe everything
was going too far.

Good morning, sir.

After one week,
I was shocked at seeing...

my emotions were harmful.

I stopped going
to the places he went,

I went from home to work
and viceversa.

Of course
he could always call me.

But no.

Kyril didn't call.

Best forget him
as soon as possible.

Hello?

Girl, what have you been up to?

It's been ages
since I've seen you... both.

I've been very busy.
Lots of work, you know.

What can I say,
you know how it is...

I broke up with him.

It's terrible.
I'm crushed, honey.

About time too.

It was about time we broke up with
all that Bulgarian scum. I did too.

I've been a widow
for the last two days.

You always say that, but...

This time it's for real.

They're all a bunch of cocksuckers.

I've just spoken with
the lieutenant from Segovia...

- What happened?
- You know...

that when he takes his uniform off,
he's the biggest queer.

Thanks to that, Kyril and all
his friends are free now.

Will you tell me what my boyfriend
has to do with the lieutenant?

Has he fucked him?

Apart from destroying
an old folk's home...

so he could fuck a nurse
and fighting with half of Segovia,

he might have fucked
the lieutenant.

When did you last see him?

At that instant I decided
1 had to find Kyril.

Once again that bastard had won.

He'd have his endorsement.

All right, Gildo,
I'll call you back.

Bye, honey.

- Do you mind if I smoke?
- No, no.

- Looking for Kyril?
- Yes.

- Anything to drink?
- Not now.

Okay, we've got to talk.

I only talk with my friends.

All right.

Go find a better friend than me!

Wait, man.

Why won't you sign
the endorsement?

I'll give it all back.

You don't trust me?

Have I ever fucked you?

Let's go home.

You got what you wanted.

You've got your endorsement.

Well...

I thought it'd take you
a week longer.

And how long
would it have taken me...

if you'd asked for my life,
you motherfucker?

Two weeks.

Maybe three.

Bastard.

You know I'd give my life for you.

I'd also give your life for me.

The first thing he did
with the endorsement...

was buy a flashy motorcycle.

And I've always been
so afraid of them!

I must confess
that when I rode with Kyril,

I held on so tight to him
that I didn't feel the speed.

I was so afraid I closed my eyes
and time stood still.

The two of us were one.
Forever.

And she came at last.

Kalina.

Now I understand there
shouldn't be hard feelings...

nor remorse for what happened.

I got what I deserved,
getting in the way...

of this couple of adventurers
who only wanted...

a better life.

I, at least, gave them
a chance to survive.

As soon as she arrived,
Kalina occupied the space...

she innocently thought
was hers.

Actually she occupied
everything at once.

The back seat of the motorcycle,

Kyril's powerful arms,

the best shots of the video tape.

When I see the tape now,

I feel comforted seeing
Kalina isn't at all videogenic.

And she's way too thin.

You're completely fucked up, girl.

Look at that.
That baby boy makes me roar.

And he's polyglot too.

He's a javelin thrower, gold medal
in the junior championships.

In bed he's like
the kamasutra...

compared to his fellow countrymen.

Take a break, Dani, do it for us,
you've got us worried to death.

And people talking
behind your back,

there's a lot of envy
going around.

I know Emil's been here.

Why, man?

You want to know why?

Because he's a monument!

Because he hasn't asked me
to fix his papers!

Because I know your game.

Because you were with your
darling Kalina, your "wife".

Because I may be a gentleman,
but I'm not made of stone!

I know Emil's been here.

Why, man?

I'm sorry.

- I don't want him here again.
- He won't come.

Sure?

- Sure.
- Sure, sure?

Sure, I swear.

Did they hurt you?

No, they just scared us.

- What did they want?
- I don't know.

They tied and gagged us.

I thought they were burglars.

They were...

looking for something.

Something?

What do you think it was?

They probably got
the wrong apartment.

And they weren't too rough.
They soon let us go.

- Have you called the police?
- You know I shouldn't.

Why not?

I didn't want to get
a friend of yours in trouble,

he doesn't have papers.

Don't you agree?

But you're not fixing
his papers, right?

I said I won't see him again.

Don't be a fool. The important
thing is you're all right.

I'll always protect you.

I'm your safety, understand?

But only me.

All right?

He's blackmailing you.

In the end you won't leave him
out of fear.

My only fear is losing him.

Losing him?

Do you really think
he's ever been yours?

You're too kinky.

Maybe, but don't remind me of it.

I'm sorry.

I was only trying to put
that crazy mind of yours in order.

With these guys you can buy inches
of dick but not a second of love.

So all that relativity
about space and time is bullshit.

What do you think, Counselor?

I don't know about physics.

Hasn't it occurred to you that Kyril
could have sent...

those two thugs himself?

He's smart.

It hasn't.

- How did they get in?
- Through the door.

Did they break in?

I guess they picked the lock.

Or found some easier way.
The key for example.

Everyone's innocent
until proven guilty.

Most of all my clients.

They're innocent
if I get the jury to believe so.

Sorry, but I told Gildo
I was in a hurry.

Before I go, tell me something.
Do they live with you?

They've got a room at a hostal.

He spends the whole day
at your place.

Yes, and sometimes the night.

But this time they weren't there.

- Kiss kiss.
- I'll go with you.

He's such a busybee,
always in a hurry.

You'll understand...

we're in a hurry.

Your reports are confusing,

and I'm still waiting for that
meeting with your ambassador.

But I advise you...

not to accept the offer
from that organization called...

European Confederation
of Christian Families.

Or something like that.

But right now,
that doesn't matter.

Look...

We've lost something...

and we believe you can...

Rosa, I told you I was busy.

It's a woman with a foreign accent,
she seems nervous.

- On the phone.
- What's her name?

Kalina Velichova
or something like that.

All right, I'll get it.
Thank you.

Hello, what's the matter?

What?

Is he very bad?

Daniel, it's horrible.

They had an accident.

- And Yordan?
- Him too.

But it's not serious,
only the face.

- He's gone home.
- I see.

He only wants to see
his mother and you.

I don't know why.

Daniel.

I want to get out of here.

Take me home.

What happened?

Please, get me out of here.

Yes, Kyril.

I'll get you out of the hospital.

No, not the hospital.

Spain.

To Sofia, to Bulgaria.

Let him.

Daniel.

It's a pleasure meeting you.

Robi is trying to learn Spanish.

He wants to go
to Madrid next year.

He's my last cousin here.

The others are in Berlin, Paris...

I felt immersed in memories
of a past that wasn't mine.

I saw myself
in Kyril's footsteps.

My whole being was Bulgarian...

and alive, sensitive.

All Bulgaria boiled inside me.

It's perfect for Gildo.

Let's go.

You're welcome.

Man, what did you think
of my wedding?

Bulgarian weddings fun, right?

Yes, lots of fun.

But I won't forgive you one thing.

But man, I already told you.
You agreed.

What I won't forgive you...

is that you haven't
danced with me.

According to Bulgarian tradition,
newlyweds...

spend the wedding night
at his parents'.

What about me?

What was my role in the conjugal
rites in the privacy...

of Sofia's
working class district?

In a dark, sprawling city...

whose guts held a resignation...

that transformed itself
into contempt and disorder,

like an atrophied muscle
that starts suddenly to beat,

introducing in the body
an inappropiate,

inconvenient, evil vitality.

Please.

May I have the pleasure
of the next dance?

Girl, that convertible
is sheer sexual terrorism.

I swear I know nothing.
He must be making loads of money.

Whatever you say, honey.

I hardly ever see him.
I'm dying for him to need me.

You've got to help me, man.

"Hello, Daniel,
it's been a long time."

"What have you been up to?"
"Fine, I'm fucking fine!"

Don't get mad, man,
try to understand.

What do you want?

The papers for the car.

All legal.

- And this?
- They look real, don't they?

I need your computer.

You're still awful.

What?

With computers.

You should already be
familiar with them.

What do you know?

What do you know about
what I do with computers?

Nothing.

Want me to do it?

I didn't know if you'd want to.

Want what?

To be your accomplice?

As if I wasn't already.

Come on, get up.

The price of the car.

5,000 euros.

Only 5,000?

Well, I paid a lot less.

- Less? How much?
- 600.

See how I know what I'm doing?

What's so strange about
the refugees of the catastrophe...

wanting to destroy
a hostile paradise?

What can I reproach Kyril for?

What can I reproach myself for?

I decided to start
my summer holidays earlier.

It was really to get away
from Kyril.

I felt an urge
to seek refuge at my parents',

and let Remedios spoil me.

Know what, son?

When I asked
for your mother's hand,

the first thing we did
was have tea.

- And look at us still.
- You can't complain.

Come on, get up.

You're such a sleepy head.

Sleepy head.

What's that music?

It's my phone.
Please pick it up, it's over there.

It's got a bug inside.

- And it jumps!
- No, that's the trembler.

Open it, push the blue button
and speak normally.

Hello?

Yes, this is
the Vergara residence.

Mr. Daniel?

I'm not sure he can
come to the phone right now.

Who's calling?

It's a foreigner.

Kikiriki or something like that.

Hello?

Hi, how are you?

I know it's been a long time.

Here?

When?

Today?

I'm not sure it's such a good...

Listen, sure you can come.

Both of you?

With a kitten?

Look, do you have a road map?

They're Bulgarian?

Yes, it's that
petrochemical business.

- Are they catholic?
- No idea. They aren't cannibals.

Daniel, for God's sake,
don't joke about such things.

What time are they coming?
Your sisters will be here...

Around five.

Teatime then!

- Hi. How are you?
- Fine.

This way.

What a house!

I've got an idea!

I want a memento
of this occasion.

What are they doing?

Are the Bulgarians
staying the night?

Just when I was
starting to relax,

I had to bring
my holidays to an early end.

Barely a week after
the unexpected visit...

of the Bulgarian couple,

I got a disturbing call
from Kalina.

The police looked...

almost everything.

Even behind the pictures.

And in the fridge,

as if we were terrorists.

They seemed to know
what they were looking for.

They knew it.

Then, after they put...

the handcuffs on him,

he asked me to call you.

But a cop told me...

not to call anybody...

because the phones were bugged.

Kyril mentioned my name
in front of them?

Yes.

Yours and Yordan's.

- I'm sorry.
- No, it's all right.

I assume he said he bought the car
from a Pole who brought it here.

Yes.

But they say it isn't true.

They say it was stolen here,
in Spain.

Besides, it's not just the car.

What do you mean?

The bad news...

are the bags they found.

What bags, Kalina?

Some bags. Two.

With white powder.

And...

The police say it's cocaine.

Two kilos.

Holy shit!

What Kyril says is true.

Those bags aren't his.
They're mine.

He kept them for me.

And it's not coke.
No way, man.

It's caffeine.

We use it at the gym and when
we work at night, to stay alert.

Are you sure it was caffeine?

Absolutely.

I swear it.
Chop my dick off if I'm lying.

Yes, yes, fuck it!
You can chop it into slices!

The capital has seen trafficking
of radioactive material.

There are reports
of a larger presence...

of organized gangs
with connections...

Yes? Hold on.

Right.

Kyril is in jail.

Yordan and the rest are
only linked with the cars...

and are out on bail.

But those two kilos are serious.
I couldn't do anything.

I dont know what's going on,
butthe D.A...

won't let up.
I'll try to find out more.

- Okay.
- Bye.

They can all rot...

in jail,
because I'm not lifting a finger.

- But this is deserted.
- Gildo, please.

It's true, Dani, this is crazy.
So please calm down.

Don't do anything,

‘cos I see myself visiting you
behind bars every week.

Leave her alone.

It's simple.

Next stop, Cuba.
I just got back.

It's outrageous!

But there's a lot of vitiligo,
so be careful.

- Of what?
- Vitiligo.

Vitiligo's a town in Zamora, honey.

Vitiligo is a disease...
Fuck off.

The two kilos exist
and have disappeared.

It seems there was
an exchange of coke...

for some chemical weapon.

And they believe...

it might be radioactive material...

stolen from a laboratory
in Eastern Europe.

I see.

Can I see Kyril?

Thanks, man.

I'm ashamed of you seeing me here.

No, Kyril.

Please forgive me.

I'm doing all I can, but...

They told me
the Director saw you here.

Is that right?
That's good, man.

- Are you being good?
- Very good.

Tell the lawyer four friends here...

can give him cases
and pay him good.

He'll do me that favor.

Be careful.

Sure. Don't worry.

Listen.

Do me a favor,

and maybe I can get out.

Remember the bag
I left at your place?

- Yes or no?
- Yes.

I kept it with me,
but it was a problem.

So then...

I hid it...

at your parents'.

At my parents'!

I had no choice.

But...

it's hidden in the cellar.

Don't open it, please.

You must deliver it.

Deliver it?
To who? What's inside it?

Don't shout.

You can see the place where
it's hidden on the videotape.

Kalina will give you instructions.

Don't worry,
no Bulgarian will hurt you.

I have to go.

I'll do my best.

- Try and be good.
- You too.

See you soon, Kyril.

See you soon, man.

Rosa.

Hi, honey, look, I've got to go
to my parents'.

No, everything's fine.

I've got to pick up...

some stuff I left there.

Do me a favor, call the car rental
and make a reservation.

No, without a driver.

- Who's there?
- It's me, Reme.

When did you get here?

Never mind. There was a bag here,
where is it?

It's very important, Reme, think.

I saw it the other day
and put it in the junk room.

God bless you!

I hope you haven't told anyone.

Don't tell them I was here.

Silly.

Don't you trust your Reme?

I remember when you were 14,

and I caught you red-handed
with Tomasin.

Wait here.

I'll bring the bag.

It's hot!

What's so strange...

about the refugees
of the catastrophe wanting...

to destroy a hostile paradise?

Gildo, is that you?
I need your help.

Look, there she is!

- I'll have something and wait here.
- Okay.

Dani, careful,
there may be more of them.

- Where is it?
- That way. To the right.

- That way?
- Yes.

In the car.

How do you say that in Bulgarian?

In the back.

Danger sure turns me on.

- Hello?
- This is Kalina.

Hi, Kalina.
How did it go?

They let him out this afternoon,
it's incredible.

Suddenly they let him out.
Just like that.

That lawyer's really good.

You bet.

Want me to go with you?

Yordan also wanted to come,

but I want to go alone.

You want to go alone.

All right, call me then.

Not many people would do
what you do for us.

For Kyril.

You know I love him, don't you?

Of course I do.

Take care of him.

I had no idea
you were a man of action.

I accept it because it's you.

But next time,
will you take my advice?

Let it be, will you?

It could have been
much more expensive.

Don't exaggerate.

Kyril's out,

the proof has disappeared.

Or I should say
you've made it disappear.

And everything's settled.

The judge, the police.

Uranium trafficking
only causes terror.

- Basically horror.
- Yes.

Allan Poe said so.

Remember?

"Horror comes from the soul."

From the soul...

From the soul...

I'm leaving Madrid.

I see.

I swear I'll pay the endorsement.

There'll be time enough.

Do you have any money?

I won't accept another euro.

Whatever you say.

We'll manage.

I'll pawn my gold stuff.

If you don't mind I'd like you
to come with me to the...

- Pawnbroker's.
- That's right.

It's called the "pawnbroker's".

But don't take my word for it.

I've never been there.

Whatever you want.

Is that all?

Wait.

The earring too?

No.

Or this.

- It was a present.
- All right.

One moment.

- We're not interested.
- But man.

Come on, Kyril, get your things.

I'll lend you the money you need.

Come on, I'll be waiting outside.

I'm such a stupid bitch!

Here.

It's not much,

but you won't have
to sell your earring.

Daniel...

I don't know how to...

You must promise me a few things.

Whatever you want.

You'll make a fresh start
and you won't get into trouble.

And you'll call me now and then.

- Starting tomorrow.
- No, not tomorrow.

- Now and then, all right?
- Sure.

Now and then.

Now and then.

Now and then
is an inexistent time.

It's useless to count on it.

I counted on it for two years,

with a whore's hopes
and a gentleman's dignity.

I counted on an inexistent,
imaginary time.

I don't complain,
I don't regret it.

It took some money,
a pinch of craziness,

lots of affection.

Maybe love.

Although luckily,

love isn't what it used to be.

Excuse me,

can you give me a cigarette?

Remember me?

Yes.

- When did you arrive?
- Two weeks ago.

How long are you going to stay?

I'd like to stay for ever, man,
if somebody fixes my papers.

Of course.