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The oil crisis devastates the Spanish tourism industry.

More than 900,000 Spaniards are out of work.

Franco, now 81 years old,

is hospitalized critically ill.

Damn this thing!

The doorman's brought up a young man named Pablo asking for you.

Let him in.

I can't if the masters aren't home.

He's my son, he's here to help me.

If there's trouble...

What the fuck are you talking about? Let him in!

He looks awful.

What do you mean, awful?

Pablo!

Come in! I'm at the end of the hall!

Whatever!

So he's your son?

Yes, sir.

- Teach him some manners. - Sorry.

His father should be sorry. I wash my hands of it.

Yeah, honey. Go and wash them.

I told you not to go to the protest, to come straight here.

Who the hell did that to you?

Nobody, Dad. I fell, that's all.

You fell?

Do me a favor. Go in the bathroom, grab the bar of soap, wet it

and rub the wire with the soap.

Antonita de la Puebla's soap?

Yeah, it won't bite you.

It's Heno de Pravia.

Rub it well, especially the tip.

See if that works. I've wasted the whole morning on this shit.

It smells great.

Dad...

What?

What about my trip?

How much was the InterRail pass?

5,366 pesetas.

Well, 5,300. I'll cover the 66.

Thanks, how generous.

Well then?

Can't you see I'm working on a Sunday to make squat?

- Hello. - Hello, ma'am.

What a mess!

The electrician made me let in his son. I didn't want to.

He obviously just got beat up by the police.

Hello, Martin. And company.

I asked my son to help me out. Say hello, Pablo.

Hello.

Hello. Handsome kid.

I was thinking of fixing him up with the maid.

Dad!

Look, Martin. I don't want any trouble.

The doorman said he wouldn't let him in.

And your son called him a fascist.

Well, you know how kids are.

Well, the "kids" are wreaking havoc at the university.

I'm surrounded by Reds, damn it!

Jesus Christ, what did Franco do to you people?

The poor man is ill, for God's sake.

The doorman couldn't join the army because he was overweight.

Tell me about it!

Never worked a day in her life.

But she sure can sing!

Dona Antonita, would you sign a photo for my wife?

Stick that photo up your ass!

Why the hell do you consort with those people?

And now this.

You're a bundle of joy, son.

I told you, Martin. I told you not to let him get a passport.

What was I thinking when I took you to Switzerland?

I'm going other places, Mom.

That's baloney.

You think I'm stupid? You want to go back to Uzwil.

What's so great about Uzwil?

We could have a great summer in Torrevieja.

Your mother is right.

- Have you got Marcos' address? - Yeah.

Okay. When you get to Uzwil, go straight to his house.

It's already decided?

Oh, one thing.

Your first cervela with spicy mustard, in my honor.

That's what I miss most. Cervelas with spicy mustard.

I wish I could go with him.

Another one!

Things here are a mess.

There's another strike at the factory next week.

What do you say? Should we pack up and move back to Switzerland?

Don't even joke like that.

The shame of it.

Moving back after all these years...

Who's he going with, may I ask?

Juan, the mountain climber. Nice kid, very healthy.

Yeah.

It must have been an apartment on this floor.

If my husband catches whoever it is, he'll kill him.

He must live here. He knows our routine.

When I change clothes, when I get home...

A neighbor hanging from a rope just to see you naked?

He must be crazy!

Or a thief. That's it, a thief.

Don't worry about it. And don't tell your husband.

- Who knows where he might be. - Right.

Next time you hang off the balcony to see a naked neighbor

I'll chop your nuts off!

I swear it!

It's upside down, you idiot!

Yes, Luisa. Don't worry.

My father will help you get a spot at the country club.

- Thank you. I'm broke this year. - Then come.

Sorry.

Knock before you come in, sweetie.

I'm leaving, Auntie.

I know, your dad called and said to give you money.

What nerve!

All that money doing odd jobs, I bet he didn't give you a dime.

He paid for my trip.

Here's 5,000 pesetas.

But send me a postcard from everywhere you visit.

With pretty stamps, they're for this lady's father.

He'll be delighted.

By the way, Luisa.

Your nephew is adorable.

Yes.

Yeah!

I see he likes you, too.

God...

Here, squirt. And your mom thinks you're still just a boy...

You'll have a rotten time. Be careful, Pablo.

Pablo, what's going on?

Excuse me, I don't understand. Do you speak German?

This train goes to Vienna tomorrow and stops in St. Gallen.

We'll get off and take the train to Uzwil.

They let us sleep here instead of the waiting room.

Just like that?

This is first class. Awesome!

You dropped something.

- Just two francs. - Two francs are 40 pesetas.

Damn!

We're in Switzerland.

The French part, but Switzerland.

It smells like a pigsty in here!

That's my seat!

We're in Innsbruk!

- Juan, wake up! - What?

We passed Switzerland, we're in Austria. Come on!

Ramirez residence!

Martin?

Martin from Spain?

Martin, it's me, Mari Carmen!

How silly of me! You're the one calling us!

What a surprise!

Marcos is working.

Pablo?

Of course, Pablito, your son.

No, he isn't here.

How should I know?

The stupid woman doesn't understand me!

You don't know where my son is?

Pablo, yes.

Isn't he staying with you?

Don't touch me! Please, Pilar. Sit down, damn it.

Mari Carmen, is Pablo in Uzwil?

Was he supposed to come?

An InterRail what?

I have no idea, but Marcos should be back any second.

Martin! It's here!

Did he just get there?

It's here!

- Did Pablo just get there? - Mari Carmen! Did he just get there?

Mrs. Petre!

She started screaming.

Always overdoing it. She never liked Pablo that much.

No, no, no. She's calling a Mrs. Petre.

Mrs. Petre!

Mari Carmen!

Switzerland is so small we missed it.

I'd like to see Vienna.

Forget Vienna, we're going to Uzwil.

You and your damn town.

Wouldn't Vienna be better than Uzwil?

- We made an itinerary. - No, you did.

Besides, if Vienna is so close... Vienna is beautiful.

So is New York, and we aren't going.

I'm not going to Vienna because I don't feel like it.

Oh, yeah?

Go ahead.

It's that way.

- That way? - Yeah.

Here, go to Switzerland.

Switzerland, no. Me, Vienna.

Pablo, can you come over here for a second?

What's up?

They're lost.

No, no.

Switzerland is that way, Vienna is that way.

Are you sure?

Can you take me?

So you're coming to Vienna?

Are you getting in or not?

Sure, okay.

Tell me the truth. Are we going to Switzerland?

Yes, we are.

We always do what you want! Fucking Switzerland!

Take it easy, Mari Carmen.

It's okay, breathe normally.

This time your mother should be here.

But the baby had to arrive early...

And she wanted you to have it in Spain. No, ma'am.

The hospitals are much better here.

Even Sophia Loren has her babies here.

I don't want to see my mother. What a woman! No, thank you.

Okay, relax.

This doctor will take great care of you.

What?

He's my doctor?

Oh my God!

But he's black.

He's from Equatorial Guinea.

He speaks Spanish very well.

Yes, I'm black. Is there a problem?

No, no.

I'm just surprised you speak so well, being black and all.

But a Swiss doctor would be fine, even if he doesn't speak Spanish.

He practices here.

Practicing, even worse!

What?

No, I forgot.

Martin called, looking for his son.

From Spain?

Yeah, from Spain. Well, I think so.

Excuse me.

Shall we do this or not? It can't wait.

- Is Pablito lost? - He mentioned an inter...

Internment? Maybe he ran away!

I don't think so.

Marcos, the doctor is waiting.

Please, doctor.

I'm still black, you know.

No offense.

With so many tall blondes around, we're all a little black.

Martin, what a guy.

I'd love to see him.

- Mari Carmen. - What?

I just got an idea.

Are you Italian?

No, no. Switzerland.

Swiss people who speak Italian.

- They speak three languages here. - Four.

Three or four?

How should I know?

When I was here it was three. Maybe it's four now.

I thought you spoke French.

Yeah, yeah.

You haven't opened your mouth the whole trip.

- To Uzwil, in St. Gallen. - Uzwil?

Yes.

What did she say about Uzwil? That it's ugly?

What are you talking about? Just shut up.

- She invited us to their house. - What do we do?

Well, it's pouring rain...

- The countryside is just like it. - Just like what?

My town.

You're from Madrid, kid.

You were headed the wrong way. What a mistake!

Wait till I tell the guys back home.

He was headed the wrong way!

My name is Rita.

And you? What are your names?

I'm Chirp, and he's Chirp Chirp.

- What? - She called us birds.

Sorry about that, it was only a...

- A joke! - That's right.

A joke.

Don't be offended, gentlemen.

Well, boys.

What did he say?

That the bathroom's upstairs.

You smell that?

Not that. The wood, it's centuries old.

I love it.

It makes me a little dizzy.

You like the house at least...

Sure, it's like a fairy tale. And they're super nice.

I'm going to brush my teeth.

You'll never believe it...

Where did you get that?

From the closet. Look, there's another one.

You see that?

They're armed!

Holy shit!

Oh, I know why...

You hear that?

It's Pietro with Lucia.

Or with them both. They're hippies...

No, Juan. It can't be Rita.

I just saw her in the bathroom. She brushed my teeth!

With her tongue.

No, with my brush.

- Your toothbrush? - Yeah.

You couldn't brush them yourself?

No, she took my brush and started brushing my teeth

and she kissed my hand.

What, you don't believe me?

Then she said good night, right?

She treated you like a little boy. She thinks she's your mom.

- She's not that old. - Yes, she is.

She's just hot, that's all.

I really dig older women.

Why didn't you make a move?

I don't know. Maybe she wasn't looking for action.

You think she goes around brushing everyone's teeth?

If she brushes mine, she's in for a surprise.

What is this?

Get under it. It's like a blanket, but with feathers.

- They don't have blankets here. - They're too weird.

Hortensia!

Hortensia!

We're taking a siesta!

Oh, sorry. Do you know where Hortensia lives?

Shut up, asshole!

Watch what you say about your dad!

Want me to come down there and smack you?

You don't have the balls!

Shut up, Julian! He's a friend of my daughter's.

Hi, Hortensia. I'm here to see you.

I figured. Come on up.

Damn...

Sorry I can't let you in, but...

my husband's still in bed, he came home happy last night.

What brings you to this neighborhood?

Well, I called Switzerland yesterday

and Marcos told me to come by and tell you

that Mari Carmen just had a baby girl!

Oh, my goodness!

My daughter...

A baby girl!

She's early.

Why didn't they call me at the phone in the bar?

Oh, he said you take too long to get down there

and the call costs too much. We didn't know she was pregnant.

What a cheapskate! With all his money...

Well, the calls do cost a lot.

The four of them are doing great.

She should have had it here, in her country, with her family.

When is the baptism?

When the mother's ready.

Marcos wants Pilar and me to be the godparents.

I'd love to go back as a tourist.

But Pilar's not very excited about going back.

- Is Marcos' mother going? - I doubt it, she's a widow now.

Watch out for her!

She'll do anything if it's free. She's a piece of work.

I haven't seen her in a long time.

When you find out when the baptism is,

let me know.

To send a gift.

Okay. If you need anything, you know where to find me.

- Bye, sweetie. - Goodbye.

Shouldn't we close the door?

It was open, wasn't it?

Yeah, but our stuff is inside.

Yeah, somebody might steal our dirty underwear.

Come on!

This is amazing!

Yeah, the landscape is very pretty.

Not the landscape, this. Look.

Eggs, jam, potatoes...

Take whatever you want and leave the money. It's perfect.

- You're going to steal it? - No, damn it.

That they can leave all this here without someone like you taking it.

Right.

If we could do this in Spain, we wouldn't be in such bad shape.

Yeah, amazing. Hey, I'm a little thirsty.

Wait here.

Have you got fresh milk?

He wants fresh milk.

Give him a glass.

I've been here before. That lady looks familiar.

- Did they do something to you? - No.

I don't like milk by itself.

Drink it, we have to go.

He doesn't like milk by itself?

I don't either. Wait.

I think she owned the hostel where my dad stayed.

Before we left, we stopped here to say goodbye. I was with him.

I think he liked her.

No wonder. I really dig older women.

- Are you Spanish? - Yes.

Mom, they're Spanish!

Luisa, ma'am! You have a telephone call.

Thanks, Maite!

Your son?

Sure, one came yesterday.

That he's fine

and that he's having a blast. Hey,

when's the baptism?

In Uzwil?

Great, you'll see him there.

Congratulate Maria Carmen and Marcos for me.

Okay. Hey, visit somewhere besides Uzwil, you've...

Hey! You've seen that already!

What? It cut off.

What's wrong?

Nothing, my brother...

Hey, your cousin who works in the bank...

Where did you say he was driving to?

Zurich, why?

Zurich...

Rita, there's a couple in our room.

- What are they doing? - What do you think?

You don't like them using your room.

Well, our stuff is in there. Passports, money...

They're the ones who were in our room.

Don't worry, they didn't go in there to rob you.

Alexandra, did you steal anything from these two boys?

Pablo and Juan.

Like the apostles. They're Spanish. Her name is Alexandra.

What?

Have we tried fondue.

No, no.

It smells too strong.

It's melted cheese, typical here.

I don't like cheese.

You don't like anything.

He does.

Oh, you speak French?

No, I don't speak English.

What a huge portion.

Thank you, Miss.

Damn, look at all that food.

Look, the Alps!

- The Pyrenees. - Right, the Pyrenees.

The cows look like ants.

I'm Swiss Colombian.

My mom's Colombian and my dad's Swiss.

But I grew up there.

My dad is the CEO of Rolex in Colombia.

He met my mother when he got sent there.

He's the one who insisted I come.

You didn't want to be here?

At first I missed everything.

The people were so cold...

As cold as the weather.

And I got nasty looks for the color of my skin. I still do.

But you're not...

You're not colored.

You mean black, right?

My mother's black.

Well, people like this color in big cities.

But these country folk... are scared of it.

Does it scare you?

Do these hippies like your color?

Don't call them hippies, they don't like it.

We call them alternatives.

They like anything from the south,

from warm countries without modern comforts.

They think having to walk miles to get water from a well

is romantic.

It's funny.

We're still fighting so everyone can have running water...

Down deep, the truth is...

we're ashamed of how well our country works.

Yeah, but when something goes wrong, they always run straight home.

I'm ashamed of my country too, but for the opposite reason.

Hey, you speak Spanish really well.

Better than you do. I learned in Salamanca.

Oh, right.

Salamanca.

Pablo, try it.

It's not tobacco.

This is better.

It's Colombian.

It has sunshine.

No, I don't...

It has sunshine!

No, I don't want any.

You're not worried about people smoking joints

in a house full of guns?

Can you imagine every Spaniard with a rifle?

They keep their uniforms and rifles until they're 50.

Their military service lasts a lifetime.

- When are we going to your town? - It's near here, but...

I like it here.

Pablo, don't get hung up

on that chick. Can't you see they're fooling around?

Well, everybody fools around with everybody here.

How old is the other one? You think she's into me?

They met in a kibbutz in Israel.

You think they're an item?

I'll go in there, hit on her and we'll find out.

- You don't have the balls. - What?

- You don't. - My balls are huge.

Rita, I'd really like to...

What?

Well,

I'd really like to kiss you.

Really, really?

That's the marihuana. It'll pass.

No, I really want to. I swear...

on these.

It's freezing, watch out!

I'd like to go to bed with you.

The two things don't mix.

If we go to bed, the friendship is over.

We're not friends, we only just met.

We're not?

Well, yeah, but...

I really want to.

Me too.

Well then?

Well then? What else do I have to say?

Oh, okay...

I'll be right there.

I need some water, I can't sleep without it.

Listen to this.

Listen.

"The Cervino, or Matterhorn... "

The what?

It's a mountain, that's what they call it.

The one with the Toblerone.

"... is 4,478 meters high. " Imagine that!

There's nothing that high in Spain.

Are you really going to turn Swiss?

Do you have to always make that sad face?

I don't know. It depends how much it costs.

- You mean you have to pay? - Okay...

When will we go back to Madrid?

Not again...

Hey, Tonino. How's life treating you?

Can't complain. Life is great in summer.

- I can tell. - There you have it.

Hanna, Erika!

By the way, did you know Martin's coming?

Martin who?

Martin who? How many Martins do we both know?

- Marcos' friend? - Yeah.

He's coming back?

With things how they are now...

He's too old to find a job. He shouldn't have left.

No, he's the godfather.

Martin and Hanna had a thing.

And Marcos with the other one.

- What's her name? - Erika.

You know what?

They say Hanna's daughter is Martin's.

No way, get out of here!

That's just village gossip!

Which way was it?

That way.

No, this way.

Marcos!

Mari Carmen!

How could you leave their number in Madrid?

Marcos!

Watch out for this one. I don't understand her, but she looks nasty.

You're the nasty-looking one, ma'am.

Sorry about that.

We're looking for a Spanish couple who lives here.

You're the godparents from Madrid.

Yes, ma'am.

They didn't know you were coming today. They're at the lake.

When it's hot in summer they go to Schonenbodensee.

Isn't Schonenbodensee...?

Never mind. Can we leave our luggage?

Come up.

Thank you.

This place is beautiful.

Why have you never brought me here?

Because it was for nudists.

What can I say? Let's see if I can get through to this woman.

You mean this lake was for nudists

- and you came? - I came once, damn it!

With Marcos, we got lost and ended up here! One time!

Listen...

You got lost and ended up at a lake for nudists?

I feel nauseous.

You have to breastfeed her as long as possible.

There's a monthly subsidy now so women can breastfeed.

Right...

You think there's a time limit?

No, I'll breastfeed her until she gets married.

- Move, you're suffocating her. - Very funny.

Move, nobody's watching.

Just in case.

What's wrong? She doesn't understand you?

She doesn't understand me, she must not be Swiss.

Look...

You're explaining it wrong.

We have to pay to go in. Explaining what wrong?

- No way, we're not paying. - You tell her.

Explain it right.

Now we're in trouble for showing your tit in public. Put it away.

Cover it up, cover it up, for God's sake!

This used to be for nudists, now you can't even breastfeed.

Beers for the family.

It's really great to see you, Martin.

I couldn't wait to see you all.

- She's gorgeous! - Thanks.

You can really notice the fresh air.

- And Marquitos is very handsome. - Give Pilar a kiss.

Sure, go and play.

- Shy, just like his mother. - He's already so grown up.

His school is taking him to the mountains for a few days.

He'll miss his sister's baptism, but we can't say no.

Let him go.

It's good for them to be away from their mothers.

Pablo grew up overnight when he came here.

That's true.

There was a baby on the plane...

You flew here?

Yes.

Otherwise we wouldn't have come.

Two hours and you're in Switzerland.

It's expensive but it's worth it. You get a meal and everything.

We all thought you were coming back to find work. Right, Marcos?

How should I know?

- I wanted to talk to you about that. - Work?

Martin has more than he can handle.

His odd jobs give us plenty to live on.

Yeah...

I always feel like swimming here, but I never bring a suit.

Remember?

Do I remember? He wanted to swim naked.

It feels like yesterday.

- Naked? You never told me that. - Me neither.

He's a stick in the mud.

They rent swimsuits if you want.

Swimsuits? The water must be freezing.

I bet the water must be great in Torrevieja now.

The heat is unbearable in Torrevieja right now. Let's go for a swim.

No way.

Yes.

- Not me. - Yes, you will.

Stop...

Switzerland does wonders for you!

- Take off this damn bra. - Someone will hear you.

Who cares? Nobody can understand me.

Some of us understand you perfectly!

She's Spanish. Quick, get out of here!

Damn, what a coincidence.

Well? How do I look?

Great, you look great.

Can you walk any faster?

- Where are you going? What's wrong? - Nothing!

- You're in a hurry. - No.

As long as we're strolling I thought we could stop by Hanna's hostel.

Hanna's hostel?

Okay, it that makes you happy.

- Walk faster. - Okay, okay.

Damn!

I'll buy you a coffee.

- What memories... - Here?

We told the girls we'd meet them at Marquitos' school to see him off.

- Let them do it. - He's my son.

Inside or out here? Nothing has changed.

I haven't been inside in a long time.

As long as I'm here, I'll ask how much the banquet will cost me.

Did I ever tell you what happened in this doorway?

I can imagine.

Let me tell you. You're too boring.

- Is it still a hostel? - No, I think Hanna...

Martin!

You're back in Switzerland.

Long time no see.

Well?

Go on.

You don't recognize me?

She asked if you recognize her.

I got that part, she said it in Spanish.

Yeah...

You're very... very...

- How do you say...? - What?

Beautiful.

I know that word.

Very interesting, attractive...

Very exuberant...

How do you say she looks hot in Italian?

Take it easy...

- Same old Martin. - She says you haven't changed.

No, seven years older.

If I were the same, right now I would...

Not so fast, I don't understand Spanish very well.

You've picked up quite a bit.

A little.

There are lots of Span...

She says Spaniards and Italians are the same.

You upset her. What's wrong with you?

One kiss!

I saw her in a bikini yesterday.

In a bikini? I missed that. Did you say hi?

I couldn't. My stomach knotted up...

So it's still a hostel?

No, it's a hotel now. She remodeled it after her divorce.

- How does she look in a bikini? - She got divorced?

Protestants do it all the time.

The father got the son and she got the daughter.

- And the farm? - It was her grandparents'.

But she lives here with her daughter.

With her daughter Maria.

Maria...

And people think her daughter...

What?

Well...

Oh, come on!

What idiots. You must be kidding.

I can't believe it.

You know who's outside?

Martin.

Martin?

The Martin from Spain?

Oh my God!

What does he want?

But you're doing well, right? You made section chief 2 years ago.

Yeah.

How's work in general?

Here?

Well... lousy.

Lousy, Martin. It's not what it was.

A lot of people have gone home.

They just had a referendum to throw out the foreigners

and it almost passed.

Wonderful.

In any case, you're good at Pegaso, right?

Great. Things at Pegaso are great.

Two francs.

40 pesetas for two coffees we didn't order?

- You said you were buying. - Damn.

Look who's coming, Marcos. Your Erika.

Martin!

- Why do we even buy them shoes...? - I never understood.

Mari.

Look, they've already found their little friends.

See why I didn't want them on their own?

Marcos...

What? Marcos would never...

As I was saying...

What's all that kissing about?

He just had a baby! That son of a...

Stay here.

Now is not the time. With your son watching...

- Come on, son. - I want to go with Dad.

- Let's go. - Come on, son.

What do you mean, flirting?

We were asking about the banquet. You tell her.

I'm on to that Erika,

or whatever her name is. Her husband

is the hotel's cook.

And I remember her kissing you at our wedding.

That's right, on the steps outside the church.

Nobody asked you anything!

By the way,

Hanna thinks she saw Pablito with a Spanish kid at her farm.

That's right! All this nonsense made me forget.

You forgot someone saw your son?

It's not a crime. We knew he was in the area.

No, we knew he was in Switzerland. Why hasn't he come to Uzwil?

He must not want to.

Why wouldn't he? That's why he made the trip.

What if he can't? What if he's being held up somehow?

Here we go.

He was with another kid. They drank a glass of milk and left.

What did that floozy say about the banquet?

They'll give us a discount.

Will you lower your voices!

We weren't shouting.

This country has rules and they must be respected.

You can't disturb the neighbors after 10 P.M.

And you can't take a shower after that.

The pipes make noise.

It's the same in Spain.

Our neighbors in Torrevieja shower at 4 A.M. After the disco.

Disco?

You rent the place in Torrevieja?

No, it's ours.

Nobody rents there.

This is a rental, right?

Oh, come on, Pilar.

You know foreigners can't own property in Switzerland.

Am I allowed to take a crap? Because I need to flush the toilet.

FRANCE - 2 KM

It was bound to happen. You had to use the back roads...

Was this really necessary?

Would you mind putting this in your suitcase?

- What for? - As a favor to me.

What's inside?

We're going to Switzerland, I work in a bank.

- Do I have to spell it out for you? - Money!

You're sneaking money out of the country!

And you want me to do it! What a dummy.

The nerve of this guy!

Now I understand why we're taking all the back roads!

Don't make a scene.

The Civil Guard is coming.

Oh my God!

Your cousin could have warned me you were a scoundrel.

But no, she said you were a good Christian.

We'll forget the scoundrel part. Of course I'm a good Christian.

I'm doing this for a very influential client.

I'm a long-standing member of the Opus Dei. See this ring?

I'm married to the cause.

Please, just hide it.

Oh my God!

Good morning. Anything wrong? Do you need help?

Nothing. It overheated.

But it's cooling down.

- Can you open the trunk? - Yes, of course.

Right away.

- Are you going to France? - Yes, France. Perfume,

- women, you know. - Anything in the car?

Are you okay?

Long trips make me a little uncomfortable.

Get out and take some fresh air.

Pregnant women must be careful at your age.

Better safe than sorry.

Listen here.

God gives us children

whenever He chooses.

We have eight and this is the ninth.

Arturo!

Show these gentlemen your Opus Dei ring.

That's right, a long-standing member.

My husband is very close friends with government officials.

I don't think we need lessons in morality from a Civil Guard.

Arturo!

Arturo, get in the car!

Let's go!

Start the car.

We'll be late to the Elysium.

Arturo...

Mine with more stripes, they're always raw inside.

- More stripes? - Look, Martin.

My landlords, I told them to stop by.

- Mr. And Mrs. Petre! - Hello!

We've already met them. She's worse than a Swiss landlord.

They're crazy.

They make the best sausages here.

- They walked here from Uzwil. - Good afternoon.

You two are well-equipped.

Only what's needed for the occasion.

Martin and Pilar, from Madrid.

Marcos talked Martin into coming to Switzerland in '60,

14 years ago. Then he came back in '66.

We've met. Milling machine operator too, right?

- Yes, ma'am. - And looking for work.

No,

we already went through that. Did you emigrate here?

Excuse me, we're not all emigrants.

I was doing just fine in Spain, and I spoke languages.

That's why I was sent to St. Gallen.

So I came as a laywoman for the Carmelites

to watch over the morale of the Spanish emigrants.

Then I married this gentleman.

Well, frankly I don't get it.

With a good job, Madrid is much more fun.

Don't compare Uzwil to Madrid.

I don't miss anything.

But you're from Valladolid, Madrid's better.

Valladolid, capital of the Spanish Empire before they moved it,

no less.

We're roasting cervelas.

- I love cervelas. - Me too.

Sausages are so hard to digest.

The rest of the day on the toilet.

Three bratwurst and a cervela.

- You don't prefer a bratwurst? - No.

I promised my dad I'd eat the first in his honor.

He loves cervelas with spicy mustard.

Three bratwurst and a cervela.

- Wow, he had an earring. - Yeah.

It's normal for men from Appentzell. They're very traditional.

And a bit primitive.

They vote by raising their hands in the town square.

Like two hundred years ago.

And women here still aren't allowed to vote.

Do women vote in Spain?

Nobody does, that's the problem.

We could stay here. We wouldn't have to join the army.

- We'd be deserters. - So what?

When you go back they put you in jail.

What if we never go back? This place is awesome.

- What a pity. - The poor thing.

- Hold her. - God, no.

- Just for a second. - Sure.

Here, Mari Carmen...

Look at my baby... She misses her Daddy...

Marcos is in St. Gallen, handling paperwork for citizenship.

Puri's turning Swiss too, right?

I wouldn't call it "turning Swiss".

I'm requesting Swiss citizenship, but I'll still be a Spanish citizen.

I'm taking the exam next week.

Want to hear the 5 most important peaks in Switzerland?

You know them? How lucky!

Marcos knows them too.

Ren�, hold the baby.

No, Ren� doesn't like children very much.

Go ahead, it's fine.

Sure.

Here, darling. This very tall man is going to hold you.

Look at that!

- He's a natural. - And he didn't want to...

We'll bring her up when she cries at night.

That way she'll learn German!

What about the baptism?

- The sooner the better. - Sunday, as planned.

- Could you get us a priest? - Of course.

Ren�, another beer?

- Yes, thank you. - Martin, give him one.

Keep an eye on him, he's a drinker.

Right.

Ren�.

A beer?

So you speak excellent Spanish, right?

I had a good teacher.

Ever been to Spain?

I saw the cathedral in Burgos, the running of the bulls,

Caceres, Seville...

And the monastery in Poblet.

Have you ever seen the monastery in Poblet?

I spent an hour in the train station with Marcos in Barcelona once.

That's right. We did too.

Sure, Barcelona, that's right.

Good morning, Martin.

Good morning, Ren�.

Were you out hunting?

No, target practice.

You know, we Swiss, ever since William Tell,

we're always practicing to shoot apples.

You're supposed to be neutral... What's your beef with apples?

Are you worried about something?

A Spaniard on vacation shouldn't be up so early.

Actually, yes.

Your wife was right.

I came to Switzerland looking for work.

Things are pretty bad in Spain. Yes, sir.

Don't call me sir, I'm younger than you.

It's just a habit I guess.

You've always been bosses, owners, landlords...

Not anymore.

The crisis is affecting us too.

Your crisis is a joke to me.

Come to Spain, I'll show you a crisis.

Yes, it's all relative.

I think you're too old to find work here.

They'd give the job to someone Swiss.

But you might be lucky. I have a friend...

My friend's workshop is near here.

I'm going to buy tobacco first.

I don't understand you.

Spanish.

No, I'm not Italian.

"Thank you. "

Not everyone is as lucky as Marcos or Tonino.

Those are the ones affected by the Swiss crisis.

Let's go, or we'll be late.

Ren�, I don't want to go.

I've changed my mind. But thank you very much.

Look, those are the most beautiful mountains I've ever seen.

What's wrong?

I can't take it. I like it so much...

it hurts.

Then that settles it.

We're staying.

- We're staying? - We're staying.

We're staying!

Where is this damn Uzwil? Show me.

Over there.

What's it like?

Pretty, small...

Clean.

Very, very peaceful. Nothing ever happens.

Marcos, I have a telegram for you!

A telegram?

It must be a mistake. You open it, I'm going to the bathroom.

Marcos, hurry up, your mother!

Oh my God, she died! Today of all days!

- My mother died? - What?

- Who said your mother died? - Here.

"Son, I'm in Geneva... "

"Son, I'm in Geneva... " What does that mean?

That she's in Geneva, obviously.

But does it mean she's coming to Uzwil alone,

or that she wants her son to pick her up in Geneva?

Why is your mother in Geneva? How did she hear about the baptism?

I think that's my fault, I told them both.

What a big mouth!

Nobody told me not to, damn it. Why didn't she come with us?

Marcos, take it easy.

If your mother's in Geneva, she'll find a way to get here.

My mother?

She can't get here from Geneva. She doesn't speak languages.

Languages? She can barely speak Spanish.

Watch it, Mari Carmen. No disrespect.

I could say plenty about your mother and I don't.

Everybody take it easy, damn it.

We can't fight on a day like this.

You guys go to the baptism,

I'll go to the station and talk to the station chief.

If he sees an old Spanish lady asking for you,

he can call Hanna's restaurant. Okay?

- Fine, whatever. - Let's go.

If she shows up here...

Where am I going?

Look.

- Thank you for bringing me. - Sorry about the car.

That doesn't matter.

I don't like leaving you alone. What if you don't find them?

This is Uzwil.

That's the church, the baptism is today.

It's impossible to miss.

Weren't you going to Zurich?

It's Sunday, the bank is closed. And the money's still in your case.

Oh, sorry.

- I'll give it back. - It's okay.

Don't give it to me out here in the open.

They haven't arrived yet?

No.

And none of these people look Spanish.

Hey, you come to Zurich so often... Do you speak German?

There's no need. They speak Spanish at the bank.

- There's a lot of us who come. - How disgraceful.

Excuse me...

Spain...

Marcos, Mari Carmen...

Baby, baptism...

Do you understand me?

They took us for beggars!

Ever since my husband died...

Martin!

- Gloria, what are you doing here? - What do you think?

- I'm here for the baptism. - Without calling?

If I'd told my son, he wouldn't have let me.

He thinks I'm stupid. Look.

This lovely girl brought me from Geneva.

You speak Spanish?

Not a word, the poor thing. But she's very nice.

But if she doesn't speak Spanish... No, don't tell me.

- Let's go, we'll be late. - Here.

So you won't forget me.

What is this?

Don't worry, there's more.

Look, look.

Are they here yet?

No, and if they take any longer, the priest might lose his nerve.

They should be here by now.

Don't talk gibberish to me.

- Are you the baby's father? - No, my son is.

- Then who are you? - The godfather.

Great. And where's the baby?

Go ahead, sorry.

Not that, I mean my mother. Where could she be?

She says everything's ready for the banquet.

Thank you.

Marcos!

Calm down, ma'am. They're over there.

Fine, you go ahead. I can't take it anymore.

Mari Carmen, it's your mother!

- Sweetheart! - Hortensia, good lord!

- What happened to you? - Wouldn't you know...

How embarrassing! Right in the middle of town!

The baby!

I'm holding her!

The police brought her to me. She was lost.

My God.

We went to your house, but you'd left.

I think she's having a nervous breakdown.

I'm the one having a nervous breakdown.

I got hustled, kids.

I bought a ticket to Geneva in Spain

but it only went to Montpe...

whatever.

I had no money to buy another one.

So I got on a train thinking it was going to Switzerland, but no.

It went to... the place with the mineral water.

To Vichy.

Right, "Vitchy". That's where my suitcase got stolen.

I wandered around France for 4 days

until a very nice truck driver taking oranges to where Sissi...

Sissi, Charo's cousin from Almendralejo?

No, the one from the movie.

Vienna?

- "Sissi - The Young Empress. " - That's it. Vienna.

Anyway, he took me to the police and they called

this nice young man who said he knew you

and was coming to the baptism.

But look at me!

I haven't washed for days, I can't go.

Mother, calm down.

Pilar, everyone go to the church.

You're the godmother, take care of it.

I'll take my mother and get her cleaned up.

- Thank you. - Lf we make it, fine.

If not, we'll see you at the banquet.

I'll stay and help her.

No strangers, I'm embarrassed enough.

What did she say?

You can wash up in the hotel room.

- That's what she said. - Oh, okay.

They'll take good care of you.

Goodness, we're so late!

We can't keep Father Anselmo waiting! Such an important man...

Let's go! Mari Carmen, hurry up!

Come on, come on!

There were some migrant workers and I had to get nasty with them.

They kept trying to steal my cold cuts!

You're all too distracted. I win!

Keep your voice down, some Swiss people just walked in.

There's nothing worse than a Swiss Catholic.

Here they come!

Father!

I'm so sorry we're late.

You wouldn't believe it...

Son! Look who's here!

Mother...

Son, always such a weakling...

You so excited to see me!

Let's go! I don't have time for all this fainting nonsense!

My altar boys went to lunch and I have nuns to tend to.

Puri! I would never have expected this from you.

Please, sort this out.

Please, forgive me. They're simple folk...

Let's go!

Who knows how to assist the mass?

This is all I could find.

Your father went berserk when he found out I was coming.

He said not to come back.

That's out of the question!

What did she say?

That she'll look after you so I can go to the church.

Forget it! I looked after my mother until the very end.

God rest her soul.

Scrub my neck harder!

My eyes...

Mother, please! This is getting ugly...

Maria del Carmen Gloria Hortensia.

I baptize you...

in the name of the Father, the...

Son!

...and the Holy Spirit.

Amen!

Great, great.

Those Opus people could have taught you a language...

Protestants make no sense anyway. Let's go.

- Thank you! - You're welcome.

Martin, I need to talk to you.

If it's about the boys and their friends, don't worry,

- I'll pay for them. - Not that.

But if you want to, that's fine.

I mean the sleeping arrangements. With our moms here...

It's okay, we can't all sleep at your place.

Erika's hotel is nice and affordable.

Don't worry, cheer up.

How about that mulatto girl with my son?

She's a rocket. And the blonde...

- You think they're...? - Tonino!

She's too much woman to be his friend.

She could be his mother. Her breasts are bigger than mine.

Just as well, he'll reach legal age soon.

Soon? He won't be 21 for two more years.

So many sluts out there!

They snuck out the windows when they smelled men outside.

Spanish girls, staying here at the convent!

Tonino, go away!

Stand closer together.

I think we should go.

They don't like the idea of bringing the girls.

The neighbor said they were at the church.

How was I supposed to know my dad, my mom...

Pablo!

My aunt...

This is a traditional dress from the area. Stop that.

- My underwear is showing. - What? No, it isn't.

They cook everything in butter here. What the hell?

Tonino...

There's my baby!

She's so beautiful...

Later, Mother, she needs to eat.

Come here, sweetie... Thanks, Pilar.

My son didn't tell me you were dressed in traditional attire.

I didn't know they let just anyone enter this country.

That's enough, ladies.

Take it easy, this is a baptism.

Pilar, here's our table.

Martin, you're not a family member.

Yes, he is. He's the godfather.

"God-father". And I'm the godmother.

Come on.

What did she say? Is she angry?

What a pretty girl. She looks Spanish.

No, she's my daughter.

The father must be very dark, because you're so blonde.

Can't you see they're Swiss? They don't understand you.

Yes, I understand. The father was very dark.

You see? She looks completely Spanish.

And if I speak slowly, they understand me perfectly.

What a pretty mother and daughter. And the mother is so nice.

Yes. Won't you sit down, Luisa?

Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Luisa, Martin's sister.

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

Arturo.

- You're Spanish, right? - Yes.

You don't remember? In '65 in Migros.

- I've never been so embarrassed. - You're the Murcian!

You were a cook?

No, they taught me here.

Come on, I'll buy you a beer.

How's your mother? Has she calmed down?

Until she saw yours.

Now she's entertained. She can't let your mother eat more.

This is awful, how embarrassing... How could this happen to us?

This is exactly why we didn't want to celebrate the baptism in Spain.

Now half of Spain shows up in Uzwil, Goddamn it...

Take it easy... Don't use the lord's name in vain.

Who invited those girls?

Well...

Hey, gorgeous. You're not Swiss.

I'm Swiss Colombian. My mother's Colombian and...

Her father is Swiss. He must be your age.

Maybe even a little younger.

She likes little boys!

- And girls. - Good lord...

I think they're trying to steal our women.

I can see that.

Watch out for my dad, he's staring at Alexandra...

Seriously?

Martin...

- You have to talk to your son. - What about?

What do you think? About that.

It's a little late to tell him how to make babies.

No, I want you to tell him how not to make babies.

It must be easy to buy condoms here.

Of course it is...

I have no idea, actually. I imagine...

you can, but it might be hard. It's a very religious country.

You know what religious countries are like.

Mommy, what's wrong with him? Why's he shouting?

The beaches and restaurants are full and nobody had to emigrate.

They all have their own car, television, refrigerator...

Fine, they finance them, but they didn't have to emigrate.

The Spanish miracle, they call it. And it really must be one.

Then why did you want to go back?

Because there's no such thing as miracles.

And now, with the crisis, that miracle could blow up in our faces.

The miracle is the money we emigrants send back.

So some bastards can bring it back to Swiss banks.

I don't know how you can live in a dictatorship.

Listen to you!

Just like you did before you came here.

You get up in the morning, go to work, go home...

And you might get your ass kicked...

if they catch you at a protest.

But you understand everyone and they understand you.

That's the main difference.

You can go outside and talk to people.

Who will hire me at this age?

Where will I go?

My family's moved back to Cordoba, and I refuse to.

Cordoba? I thought you were Catalonian.

Catalonian? He's a Spaniard living in Catalonia.

That's what I am.

But unfortunately, it sounds better if you say you're Catalonian.

Imagine how I was treated if I had to come to Switzerland.

I'm staying. My situation is the same.

I'd rather be here than down and out in Milan.

At least the Swiss are law-abiding.

You've never had any doubts.

We won't ask you, since you want to be Swiss...

Of course I do.

We've been here for 14 years. We've adapted.

Is that right?

Yes.

Your wife doesn't speak a word of German,

you have the same friends as you did 7 years ago...

- Two. You've adapted? - Watch it.

People appreciate me at work.

My salary would be unthinkable in Spain.

My son barely speaks Spanish, and I'm sorry, Martin...

but I don't want what happened to Pablo to happen to him.

His parents have been lonely,

but that won't happen to him. He'll be Swiss.

And some day, when I retire,

I'll buy a little place on the Costa Brava.

And we'll live in both countries.

What's so damn great about Spain?

Please!

You guys are setting quite an example.

- Excuse me? What do you mean? - It's obvious.

You chose to work abroad instead of staying in Spain

and working for your country.

Hey, it depends how you look at it.

I happen to think we left because our countries forced us to.

Why did you come to Switzerland? What's your line of work?

I don't have to explain myself to anyone.

And watch your tone. You don't know who you're talking to.

No reason. He came for no reason.

If you ruin the party, I'll throw you to the wolves.

I'm warning you.

Move, damn it.

How about a dance, Luisa?

I hardly eat at home. A little fruit and straight to bed.

Of course! Since the food is free today...

What are you insinuating?

My son is paying for this, after all.

My daughter's the reason he's saved his money!

So that he can send you money every month.

My son has never had to send me a dime!

Of course with that loafer you have at home...

If you weren't a widow...

What?

What? I don't have a girlfriend.

That's why Martin is like a big brother to me.

Thanks to him, I didn't get deported.

It wasn't the first time I'd stolen.

I've stolen it all; Coats, swimsuits, bicycles...

You're a real bandit!

I hope you've been to confession about this.

Not really.

We'll have to do something about that...

"The Virgin Pilar says she doesn't want to be French. "

Why not, Pilar?

Ren�, don't get so close, damn it!

Do you like German better?

Stop it!

Watch those hands, Tonino!

Who knows where they've been!

If I have to say it again, I'll slap you silly!

He's already silly...

I speak Spanish and you insist on speaking German to me.

It's your blonde hair and blue eyes... I said...

You even translate it for me!

No, it's not strong. You want some?

I'll try a little.

Damn!

Not strong, she says. But it's not bad.

Your dad is smoking marihuana.

Maybe he wants to hook up with Alexandra.

Here, dance with this one.

I prefer older women.

Dad, I'm cutting in.

Do you smoke, Father?

Do you know the song "The Virgin Pilar doesn't want to be French?"

No.

What's happening?

It's curfew time.

No more drinking or making noise or the owner gets a fine.

Where is Marcos?

What a shitty baptism!

What a shitty baptism!

Son! Son!

He's never around when I need him. Come on, Grandma.

No, Father...

Not here! You'll get us in trouble!

Father, the police are here!

Father, please.

Come on, we'll get in trouble!

On the cross...

Oh, the cross!

A little small, isn't it?

But it's very pretty.

And everything is so clean!

People are very clean here.

Some of the women are filthy.

Look, they put the bathroom in the room.

Marcos said they remodeled. It's a hotel now.

And more expensive.

No. Sleep with the boys, I'll sleep with your sister.

Damn!

We left our things at Marcos' house.

What's the matter?

Arturo, Arturo!

Good evening.

Say no more.

Your suitcase isn't here. Goddamn it...!

I don't know where you left it.

How did you know she'd lost her suitcase?

It wasn't in the car, so logically I assumed she had it.

Goddamn... My God!

At the church. I left it at the church!

Don't worry. If it's in the church, they'll keep it for you.

No, I left it outside! Outside a Protestant church!

Why were you at a Protestant church?

How was I supposed to know it was a Protestant church?

All the churches look the same! They have a bell tower,

stained glass windows, parishioners...

And now, well... It could be anywhere.

Don't even joke like that, you'll give me a heart attack.

She says to go with her, it might still be there.

You have nothing to lose. People are very honorable here.

That's it, go with her. Hurry up, for God's sake!

Take it easy, you're too uptight.

What's she got in there? Some panties?

What do you know about panties!

This is the church.

I left it right there.

Luisa!

Oh my God!

They put it under the roof.

In case it rained, so it wouldn't get wet.

You people are amazing.

Erika, are Swiss people really...

very honorable?

Honorable?

Where's the honor? A suitcase disappears from a sacred place!

Crooks, that's what they are! Crooks!

You must be kidding. From Spain, in a church!

Oh my God, what am I going to do? Oh my God, oh my God!

It hurts!

The other side, Mom.

Go on, put something on.

That's all I need, you sick as well.

- How are they? - How do you think?

They ate half the banquet themselves.

Let them clean each other up, it'll be good for them.

They're getting old, Marcos... and so far away from us.

Are you happy here, Mari Carmen?

What? Why are you asking me that?

Are you okay?

In Spain people are scraping by, and here we have it all, right?

Yeah, whatever you say.

No, Ren�... You'll wake up the priest.

Not again. Stop that.

What do I care about the priest?

He'll hear us!

The priest, the priest...

- The curfew, Marcos. - What?

Remember the curfew. You promised.

Have you ever made love on a trenchcoat?

You're the only man I've ever been with, silly.

Sit down.

Stop this nonsense, it'll get dirty.

We'll take it to the cleaner's.

- Marcos. - What?

Do you really want my opinion?

Pablo, I can't sleep. I'm going to check on the girls.

- Wanna come? - And my dad?

Your dad is awake.

What's wrong with you two?

Don't tell me, I can imagine.

Those girls are too old for you, damn it.

I should have talked to you about this years ago,

but I thought they told you here at school in Switzerland.

Dad, don't be lame.

- Nobody told me, but I know. - Yeah.

I just really dig older women.

You're a feisty one.

The call of the wild.

- Go on, leave if you want. - We do.

Be careful, we don't want to regret anything later.

Dad, I need to talk to you.

We want to stay here.

We don't want to serve 18 months in the Spanish military.

You're ruining my night, son.

You're all we have in this life.

That would kill your mother.

Go on, we'll talk later.

I'm going down for something sweet. I'm craving chocolate.

That happens to me when we're on the farm.

- I crave sweets. - Why is that?

Gotcha!

Oops!

Sorry.

Oh, God...

15 MONTHS LATER

Martin, they're here!

Welcome!

Identify yourself!

Pablo, it's me, Juan!

Are you fucking stupid?

You scared the shit out of me.

Where are you going? We can't leave the base.

Come on, let me leave. I have a date.

I can't let you leave. Franco died two days ago.

Damn, what a shitty country!

I have a date with a hot older lady.

Confined to the base, who knows for how long.

I told you, we should have deserted.

There's no halfway with you.

First you want to desert, then you volunteer.

I don't know why the hell I volunteered.

So you could keep studying in Madrid.

I wanted us to stay in Switzerland!

Damn it...

- We'll be here for a while. - I know, this sucks.

Oh, by the way, Rita wrote me.

Yeah? What did she say?

She's moving to Locarno with her boyfriend.

Italy?

Yeah, well... Ticino, the Italian part of Switzerland.

We could go when we finish our service.

InterRail?

No, by car. I saw a convertible 600 for 15,000 pesetas.

15,000 pesetas?

Where are you going to get 15,000 pesetas, smart guy?

Where do you think? From my aunt.

Damn, that's right.

Tell me the story again about where she got the money.

There was a count with lots of land in Extremadura

and he needed to get money out of Spain.

And how did he get the money out? In a suitcase?

Will you let me tell the story?

So my aunt went with him, they met through a neighbor...

Your aunt hit the jackpot, man...

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