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- Hi.

- Hi. Soledad, have you finished?

- Almost ready.

- Ten minutes?

- Make it twenty.

- Uff…

- Mario…

- What?

- I love you.

- I love you too.

- REPRESSED

- There’s plenty of dust here.

- Oh, stop it…

- Have you seen the kitchen?

- Haven’t you finished?

- Do not touch the fridge with bared feet.

- Here?

- Don’t you like it?

- Too quiet, don’t you think?

- It’s because the season.

- Better, don’t you agree?

- You are knackered, aren’t you?

- Blasted.

- The road and the sun…

- Well, and the cleaning of the house…

- I’m going to sleep like a log tonight.

- What do you like to drink?

- Hello.

- Eh... Two red wines, please.

- What’s your name?

- My name’s Soledad (Solitude).

- Nice name.

- Thank you.

- It’s there anyone with you?

- Well… yes.

- Right here, Soledad.

- Mario, you know what has happened to me just right now?

- What?

- The waitress just tried to date me.

- She gave me her cellular number.

- Which waitress?

- Swallow this.

- Come on. It’s good for you. Come on.

- I don’t want to…

- Come on, open your mouth. It’s just a tranquilizer.

- Take it easy.

- You’ll see you feel better.

- You are making a fuss of all this.

- It’s just sometimes I can’t…

- Well, you know what?

- What?

- I think I’m not going to throw away her number.

- May be, one day, I can call her to come around...

- ...and make a round bed between the three of us.

- Soledad!

- Soledad!

- Soledad!

- Fuck me, babe, such a long time don’t see you.

- Hey, you look gorgeous!

- So many summers together…

- Do you remember?

- Of course I remember.

- So… How are you?

- Not bad, not bad…

- Mario, come here.

- This is Félix, a friend from my childhood.

- Hey, we were more that friend, if you don’t mind.

- Mario is my boyfriend.

- How are you doing?

- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you too.

- Come, Judith.

- I like to introduce you a couple of friends:

- Soledad...

- ...and… Mario.

- Hello.

- How are you doing? Cool!

- So, how long are you going to stay?

- Well, we just arrived. We’ll be here for two weeks.

- We’ve rent a house over there.

- We live around here too.

- So cool, your own house!

- I’ll get some drinks, is that ok?

- Yeah, sure. Come along whenever you like.

- We can go to Cabolargo, if you feel up to.

- It’s still the same...

- ...quiet, clean, free… You can sunbathe naked if you want. No one bothers you.

- Sure.

- I don’t like him at all.

- “Come on, let’s go together to the hippies’ tent and have a picnic.”

- Sure they live cave plenty with animals, sort of Noah’s ark.

- Mario,...

- ... look at me.

- Take it easy.

- Are we going to spoil our holidays just because we have met a couple of hippies?

- You know I just want to be with you.

- So do I, Soledad. Two weeks together. I just want to be with you. Just with you.

- Mario is such a good cooker.

- He prepares a meat to drop dead.

- We don’t eat meat.

- Oh! Sure we have something else.

- Thanks. You are so nice.

- Thanks again for the wine. It’s really good.

- Isn’t it? It’s from an organically-grown produce.

- That’s good.

- Tomorrow we’ll bring some tomatoes.

- A friend of us grows them up free of chemicals.

- You’ll see, Mario, what a difference with the tomatoes from the supermarket.

- I guess they’ve been under sanity supervision.

- Sanity supervision?

- So you think that things you eat are free from suspicion?

- I would care more about another sort of supervision’s, Mario.

- Who controls employers who exploit immigrant handwork?

- Listen, the economy is ruled by the laws of supply and demand,...

- ...and has his own dynamic.

- If there are jobs to fill, you need people for them.

- So, where do you work, Mario?

- Dinner’s getting cold…

- Mario?

- No, thank you. I don’t have drugs.

- Drugs?

- This is not a drug, Mario.

- Drug is TV.

- With this you get conscious of your own-self. Can you understand that?

- So?

- Are we going to the beach?

- Let’s pray nature? Mario?

- Pray nature?

- Yeah...

- Let’s go, come on!

- Don’t you feel it? Having a bath...

- ...under the moonlight…

- ...naked…?

- Now?

- Now I’m a little bit stoned.

- And the travel, the luggage, the house…

- We’ll better stay.

- By the way, where are you staying?

- Up the hill. At the hotel.

- Just up there?

- Yeah...

- Come around whenever. Our room is 505.

- That guy is an asshole!

- I don’t have to feel guilty because my “noble” birth.

- And they did not even say: “can we help you with the dishes?” No, why? What for?

That is just for wealthy people!

- Come on, let’s bring down good manners!

- Soledad, can you brush your teeth without wasting so much water?

- He has no fucking idea.

- I haven’t come here to listening speeches, fucking hell!

- Soledad, are you listening to me?

- Yes, Mario I’m listening.

- But you’re saying once again and again the same thing.

- Oh, and you? Do you have something to say?

- Yes, that’s enough. You don’t stop talking about how stupid you think is Félix.

- It’s not what I think, it’s what he is.

- Ok, he is stupid. Just drop it.

- So what?

- Are you bother if I talk about that stupid guy?

- It’s enough, Mario.

- Don’t tell me now that I’m getting jealous or something.

- So tell me how it was?

- You play doctor and nurse? He used to give you an injection in your little bottom?

- You still like him, don’t you?

- I’m not answering your childish questions.

- No, they are not.

- Soledad, don’t play with fire because you can get burned.

- Are you threatening me, Mario?

- I’m not saying that you love him…

- Of course...

- But you feel physically attracted by him.

- Enough! Stop it!

- Don’t shout at me.

- Then stop saying stupid things or you sleep somewhere else!

- Oh, it’s that so?

- Mario!

- What happens?

- Hold me! Hold me tight!

- Don’t go…

- Stay with me…

- I’m here… with you…

- I’m not going.

- Have you had a nightmare?

- The monster is gone…

- I dreamt that you were dead…

- I dreamt you were dying…

- It’s all right, it’s all right. It’s gone.

- Mario, I can’t imagine a life without you anymore.

- Soledad?

- Mario?

- Yes, it’s me.

- You fucking scared me, mate!

- Are you looking for Soledad?

- Yes… Yes… I’m looking for her…

- She is probably at the beach with Judith.

- I’ll have a shower and then will go together.

- How was it?

- What?

- How was the first time you see her?

- It was in a pub.

- Sorry?

- I a pub!

Ah.

I see.

Listen.

- Say one thing:

- Why you don’t like me?

- What do you mean?

- That I’m not used to feel uncomfortable with people.

- It’s because Soledad, isn’t it?

- Because we were “friends”?

- Don’t worry, man.

- We are the same.

- And we have the same enemy.

- What?

- I mean woman.

- But don’t worry about it.

- I’m not worried.

- I love you, mate.

- I like you.

- We can get along quiet well.

- When is Judith your girlfriend since?

- Hey! Stop the train.

- Judith is not a girlfriend, or a couple, or a mate, or something like that.

- We are free like birds.

- We can do whatever we want.

- And what about if Félix “plays” with other girls?

- Sex is not important.

I mean...

- What matters is loyalty.

- And if...

- If Félix is here, it’s because I know...

- I know he really loves me. There's no...

- There is no pressure between us, or things like that.

- Cool.

- Look.

- It’s the biggest one I’ve seen.

- I love shells. I collect them.

- Take it. I give it to you.

- Cool!

- No one around.

- Where will the bitches be?

- I’ve told you. It’s late. They're gone.

- Soledad is at home for sure.

- If she is with Judith,...

- ...I won’t be sure.

- Follow me.

- Where are you going?

- To the babe’s pub.

- Wait.

- Come on! We’ll go on my motorbike.

- Have you got a motorbike?

- Yes.

- Well,...

-...it’s not mine.

- I’m fixing it for a guy from the village. But in the meantime I use it for myself.

- But does it work?

- Don’t be a fool, mate.

- Of course it works, but the owner doesn’t know it yet.

- You are a liar but it’s OK.

- Now you can help me with the door of the refrigerator. It doesn’t close properly. Deal?

- I don’t know. I don’t like charging my friends.

- Well, as we are not friends, there’s no problem.

- Do you like prostitutes?

- Prostitutes?

- What for?

- Here I can have any girl I want.

- And for free.

- I’m not talking about girls.

- I mean professional that give you pleasure...

- ...without you worrying about theirs.

- Do you like whores?

- Look, Mario:

- Do you see that couple over there?

- The girl in red and the guy?

- Yes.

- We had a great night together.

- With the guy too?

- Yeah.

- Do you feel uncomfortable?

- Do you feel uncomfortable for that?

- No, no, of course not.

- Come on, Mario.

- It happens to all of us.

- Not to me. I don’t feel like that…

- You do. More or less. Everybody does.

- Are you talking about real sex?

- Yes, I do.

- So?

- So you like fish and fowl, don’t you?

- Don’t look at me like that.

- Take it easy, boy.

- You’re not my type.

- It’s OK.

- I’m a tolerant person. What you do with your ass... is your own business.

- What do you mean with my ass?

- I mean…

- Listen.

- You don’t know how good it feels...

- ...to do a blowjob sometimes.

- Julio,...

- ...I’ll have another one.

- You feel free, mate.

- You will feel more macho than ever.

- And...

- Sure it would be good for you.

- It's written on your face that you're a narrow-minded man.

- But, well, I understand you don’t agree with me about anything of all this.

- I don’t agree because you are not right. And you know that.

- You just play an immoral game. And that’s dangerous!

- You star having sex with a man, and then?

- Then, what?

- Loneliness...

- Sickness… Have you heart about AIDS?

- AIDS?

- And what about the whores you fuck?

- No.

- The whores I fuck have no AIDS. That’s under control.

- Under control?

- Here comes the control!

- Again? You have everything under control, don’t you?

- Your house, your dog, your little wife…

- Listen, motherfucker, you think you can do whatever you want…

- Now a boy… Now a girl…

- You don’t have a fucking idea what life means!

- Let’s go to a brother?

- Right now. I know one just round here.

- Deal, but you pay, you bloody fag nazi boy.

- Fine, poor shitty hippie.

- And what’s your name?

- Pablo.

- What about you?

- Amanda.

- That’s my real name.

- So mine.

- Are you married?

- Yes, I am.

- Good... That’s good.

- Do you want to know my wife’s name?

- Sure.

- Soledad (Solitude).

- How nice.

- You are married with solitude.

- No, it’s not nice. It’s my wife name.

- The real one.

- And what’s the matter?

- Did she leave you alone?

- She is very religious.

- Me too.

- I’m going to mass every Sunday.

- She goes everyday.

- Doesn’t she get bored?

- Don’t look like.

- No time for fun?

- You can say that.

- My flatmate and me have opened our flat to customers.

- Just the good ones…

- I see… Sorry.

- Here is my telephone number.

- If your wife leaves you alone again... come around.

- I know you have enjoyed it, sweetie.

- Where did you go?

- Around…

- To a pub?

- Yes.

- Did you enjoy it?

- Yes.

- So it’s OK with Félix?

- Yes, quite good.

- Isn’t he nice?

- Recognize you were wrong.

- You are getting boring, Soledad.

- Today we can do something different…

- Am I boring you?

- Would you like to go camping?

- OK.

- Let’s go to the place he said.

- Which one?

- The beach that Félix said…

- To Cabolargo?

- That’s it: Cabolargo.

- You call them?

- To whom?

- To Félix and Judith. We’ll go in my car.

- Do you really mean it?

- I don’t think it’s a good idea.

- Why not?

- Are you going to take your clothes off?

- And you?

- I’ve never done it, but I don’t have any problem.

- Me either!

- Are you sure?

- Yes, I am.

- Are you sure?

- I’m positive…

- What’s the matter?

- Nothing, you know it.

- No, I don’t.

- Are you not going to get jealous if Félix sees me naked?

- Look at this, Mario.

- Don’t you get naked, Mario?

- What time is it?

- Living out of time is a real pleasure, don’t you think so?

- Shall we go?

- Yeah.

- Beautiful day.

- I feel better now, Soledad.

- No hurry…

- No telephone calls…

- No clothes.

- You forget about it straight away.

- Yeah.

- What about them?

- They’ve been there for half an hour.

- Let them alone.

- Shall we have the last swim?

- No, and you don’t either.

- Come on…

- No.

- Why not?

- Don’t you see how close they are?

- Why is that, Mario?

- Are you kidding me?

- Sometimes you really get dumb…

- Fuck, I don't know... But, there, in the middle of the beach…

- What’s up?

- There’s nothing wrong with it.

- Just respect their intimacy…

- Do you love me?

- What kind of question is that?

- In the middle of the beach…

- Anyone can come around and see them…

- There’s no one around here!

- What about us?

- If you feel disturbed, don’t look that way!

- No, no, it’s not that.

I don't feel disturbed.

- They can do whatever they like. But what about us?

- It’s that a proposition?

- Everyday I feel more confident about that woman are more free than us.

- You can stay home, no boss, no schedule and make your husbands feel guilty.

- That sounds a little bit rude.

- Don’t you think so?

- No, I don’t, it’s the truth.

- You’ve got more freedom that us.

- You can choose between skirt and trousers. We cannot even use make-up.

- Sure.

- You always complain about man.

- If there’s a repressor here, that’s woman.

- Morality has a woman’s name, that’s for sure.

- Whatever you say. Pass me the towel.

- Sometimes I feel like to become a queer.

- What are you mumbling?

- Today, for example, we’re spent naked all evening, and I haven’t think about sex at all.

- Talk about you… I think that Judith has a really nice figure.

- You see! That’s what I mean: you talk about feminine beauty and there’s nothing suspicious about it.

- I was kidding.

- Sure.

- But you can talk about feminine beauty and don’t let room for rumours?

- Let room for rumours? What do you mean?

- You feel free to talk about man.

- No,...

- ...don’t be so sure. People don’t like a man talking about another man.

- No, nowadays is different.

- Would you agree if I say that Félix looks attractive to me?

- Yes.

- That he’s handsome?

- Yes.

- That he’s good-looking?

- Yes.

- That I like him?

- Yes.

- Do you like him?

- Yes.

- Well, I mean, physically, not that I like him.

- He’s handsome but… That’s of not importance.

- Yeah. I know it’s not important,...

- ...but at least, don’t keep denying it.

- Well, sorry, don’t say anything, it’s fine…

- I love you; you know I will never hurt you.

- You see: I can’t say anything.

- You get angry if I say certain kind of things.

- Who is getting angry? Who is getting angry?

- Let’s do an orgy.

- Sorry?

- An orgy, with Félix and Judith.

- How it comes? All together, just that?

- Yes, an orgy all together.

- Let’s do it! Come on, let’s do it!

- You are joking, aren’t you?

- No. Don’t look at me like that. You like them, don’t you?

- OK, me too. It’s fine.

- Oh, yes? You like them?

- Both?

- Come on, don’t be so shy, Soledad! We like them straight away we meet them!

- Mario, please! We met them two days ago!

- Come on, it will be a therapy.

- Yeah, like a shock therapy!

- No, like a group therapy!

- And them bye to jealousy… The demons will be gone.

- I don’t understand… I don’t understand anything…

- Soledad, I’ve learnt so much from you…

- You always say you have to take your chances…

- To take them when they come!

- Let’s do it!

- Kill me if I know what you mean, Mario!

- Two days ago you freak me out because an old boyfriend of mine,...

- ...And now you want to do an orgy with him and his girlfriend?

- Judith isn’t his girlfriend! She’s just a friend…

- Well, I don’t know exactly what she is!

- So, what are you going to say: “Listen, boys, I’ve got an idea…”?

- Yes… No… Well, sure they like it!

- What about if they don’t? What would they think about you then?

- What? That we are a perverts?

- Do you care about it?

- I don't care what they'd think of us!

- Just ask them! If they agree, fine.

- If they don’t to hell with them! Nothing happens!

- And then you say I’m an old-fashioned man!

- That’s not what I think about you!

- Fuck! You always say in not open to new experiences!

- New experiences! You call that “new experiences”?!

- Fuck…

- You are mad!

- I’ve never felt this sane in my life, Soledad!

- Besides, where are you going to find a boyfriend to give you the opportunity that I’m giving to you?

- To make you dreams become true…

- I never said that I want to do that.

- Well, you said you don’t want to pass off without having a lesbian experience.

- Have I said that? When?

- Talking on the phone with one of your friend.

- Since when you listen my telephone conversations?

- You see? You see how you over-react when we touch the moral order?

- No, don’t say that: I’m not over-reacting!

- Then, what are you afraid of?

- Afraid of what? What are you talking about?

- Come on, let’s do it!

- It’s an idea that has been lingering on my head for long…

- That’s fucking madness! No!

- Besides, that’s something that I have to think about…

- You don’t have to think about it, Soledad! Just to do it! Do it now!

- Tonight! Let’s do it tonight!

- I’ve told you I have to think about it… Not tonight for sure!

- Why not?

- Because my period.

- Fucking hell, Soledad, don’t fuck around with me!

- What’s the matter?!

- I’m talking about crucial things for us,...

-...And you come up with your period… What do you mean?

- I mean that is important for me, because I feel uncomfortable!

- I don’t have to give you explanations of any kind…

- No, don’t do it…

- Maybe the best thing to do, for the first time, it’s calling a prostitute and we’ll see how it goes…

- Very good. What the fuck are you talking about? With a whore?

- Yes... yes...

- You have lost your mind, Mario.

- Fuck, are not you afraid to tell them?

- A prostitute then! You call, you pay and that’s it.

- Listen, Mario: I would like to do a lot of things in my life,...

-...but to pay a prostitute to fuck my boyfriend, it’s not one of them!

- You’re wrong if you think prostitutes nowadays are vulgar or dirty.

- They are ordinary people like you or Judith…

- No, not like me!

- I know one of then that lives just around here.

- Ah, yes?

How do you know her?

- Yes, I confess! I’ve been with a whore! And what?

- And what? Don’t you say the important is the mind, not the flesh?

- Fuck! I have my needs! I’m not made of wood!

- And don’t look at me like I’ve killed someone!

- Haw!

- Crazy-crazy Horse...

- ...say hello to Great Fox...

- ...and the beautiful Lonely Moon.

- So Crazy Horse doesn’t know the white-man device called “bell”?

- Door is open.

- Crazy-crazy Horse and Little-Feather-up-the-willow felt free to come in.

- Crazy Horse to have a big mouth.

- Crazy Horse and Little-Feather-up-the-willow...

- ...want to invite Great Fox and beautiful Lonely Moon...

- ...to smoke the Big Joint of Peace at the beach.

- So what beautiful…

- Lonely Moon?

- …Lonely Moon has to say?

- I stay. Don’t feel up to go out.

- Soledad.

- What’s going on?

- Nothing.

- Are you sure?

- I’m tired. I want to sleep.

- Have you had a quarrel with Mario?

- No.

- What happened?

- It’s all right, Judith…

- If you stay will be worst.

- Let’s have some fun on the beach…

- No.

- Come on, let’s go!

- So, what is this? Opium?

- Opium?

- Weed, Mario, weed.

- How old are you, Mario?

- Twenty seven.

- Are you kidding?

- And in which planet have you been living all this time?

- Honey, what’s up?

No more fun anymore?

- Leave me alone!

- So you smoke this to get “high”, don’t you?

- This…

- ...and few more things.

- What kind of things?

- Several things.

- And when you get “on”, what do you do?

- Why do you want to know that,...?

- ...old sport?

- Curiosity.

- Where is Soledad?

- Good morning.

- Are you awake?

- Come on, get up, my sleepyhead.

- What’s this?

- Just a present.

- Do you forgive me?

- Tonight I had a lot of fun with Félix and Judith.

- I see…

- I think they would have dared to do it with us.

- Are you still thinking about that, Mario?

- I had to leave them alone because it began getting hot…

- Who knows? If you we’re there,...

- ...instead of a quiet night, we could have spent all the time doing dirty things…

- How boring you are!

- You should have stayed with them!

- Perhaps it is you the only one who didn’t spend all night doing dirty things.

- What do you mean?

- I was with somebody.

- Exactly like you the other day!

- With Félix?

- No, not with him.

- Who with?

- I went to the bar near the beach. I called Mar.

- Who’s Mar?

- The waitress.

- The lesbian waitress!?

- And it was great!

- Shame on you!

-Eh?

- You’re hurting me!

- Bitch!!!

- Bitch!!!

- Let me go!

- Mario!

- Open the door!

- Mario!

- Mario, open the door!

- Open de door, please!

- Mario!

- Mario...

- Please...

- Let’s talk!

- Mario!

- Open the door!

- Please, open the door, please!

- Mario, I’m sorry!

- Open the door, please!

- What you want me to do? Get out of there! Mario! Please!

- You’re frightening me!

- Mario, please, please, open the door now!!

- Please...

- I’m sorry.

- I’m sorry too.

- I’m so sorry.

- Please, forgive me.

- You must forgive me.

- You have to forgive me.

- I never told you, but I’m just happy with you.

- I’m very happy with you too.

- I was dead before I meet you.

- It's ok, it's ok. Don’t be afraid. I will never leave you.

- I love you very much.

- I have always been a coward.

- You’re not a coward. Don’t say that. You’re such a brave man.

- Not at all. I’ve never had faith in myself.

- I lied to you when I told you I gave up my job because of depression.

- They sacked me because I never took a risk.

- Everyone has suffered my total lack of self-confidence. Even you.

- I’ve made you suffer. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry…

- No, no...

- You’re right.

- I was scared.

- I’ve been a frivolous girl, haven’t I?

- No, you were right.

- That’s why I didn’t dare to suggest the game to them openly.

- It’s over.

- But I’m going to change.

- It’s over.

- I’ll change, OK?

- Now I know I ask you everything…

- Because I can stand by you, can’t I?

- We’re together, aren’t we?

- Yes, of course.

- Ask me whatever you want because I’ll do everything for you. Everything!

- Félix!

- What’s happening?

- Where’s Judith?

- I don’t know…

- She went to visit to someone…

- Yes, to her fucking mother, I think.

- Fine.

- Listen...

- Do you like Soledad, don’t you?

- What?

- Do you like Soledad, don’t you?

- Of course, dude!

- How doesn’t?

- Let’s go! - What are you doing?!

- Where are we going?

- Shut up and come with me!

- We’re going to fuck Soledad together like macho men.

- That’s good!

- And you and me?

- We’ll also do it together?

- Sure…

- We have nothing to lose, haven’t we?

- Furthermore, you’ve done it with a guy before, haven’t you?

- Yes, of course.

- You know I have no prejudices.

- Fine!

- Look at the rich boy!

- Look at you, man!

- I knew you like so much.

- I knew it at first sight!

- Go ahead, go ahead!

- Are you sure?

- Do you really want to do it?

- Are you sure?

- Completely.

- I’ll be right back.

- Turn around.

- Now you’ll do what I say.

- If you don’t obey my orders you must get out of here.

- Come on, Soledad,...

- ...you begin by undressing Félix, very slowly…

- That’s right…

- Down there…

- Yes, yes, yes, right there…

- Very good…

- Very nice…

- Mario?

- What do you want?

- Can I take off the bandage?

- The bandage? That’s impossible.

- Come on, boy…

- Fuck! Shut up and do what I say! Go on!

- Mario, boy,...

- I can’t go on with this!

- Fuck!

- I’m sorry…

- I have no excuses…

- But it’s the first time in life that something like this happen to me.

- Because...

- In this calculated cold way…

- You do this kind of things after a party, with pills…

- But I just wake up…

- And with a couple of friends…

- It's too much!

- I don’t know, boys, I feel funny.

- I... I can’t go on.

- Well, are you all right?

- Yes. I’m fine…

- I don’t know, I’m blocked, I can’t find myself…

- I can’t have an erection!

- Can you wait for us downstairs?

- Yes, yes.

- Keep cold, boys, I’m leaving you now…

- OK.

- And close the door, please. We want to continue.

- But listen:...

- Something funny happens between you both,...

- ...and it has nothing to do with me.

- How was your weekend with your mother?

- Very well, thank you.

- Shall we eat?

- Look at this variety of meal:...

- ...meat for omnivorous people and salad for vegetarian ones.

- I’m going to taste some meat.

- It must be great by the look of it.

- But Félix…

- You’re not serious, are you?

- Once in a while can not hurt, Judith! And...

- The pig is dead. I can’t do anything for it anymore.

- Ummm… Delicious!

- I think I’ll eat some fish.

- And I’ll eat some fish and some fowl.

- What’s it?

- Nothing.

- What are you laughing at?

- What’s that funny?

- Judith!

- Where’re you going?

- To the bathroom. Shall I?

- Judith.

- How are you?

- Oh, come on, don’t be so sensitive… We’re no laughing at you.

- I don’t take pity on you either.

- The bathroom in on the other side...

- I go to the hotel.

- Will you tell Félix?

- Get in.

- Shut up and get in, bicht!

- Félix, get out and see what’s wrong with Judith? She is upset.

- I think she is suspicious of us.

- No wonder to me at all.

- Don’t worry about her. She’ll be fine.

- If you want me to repair this I have to unplug the fridge and take all frozen meal out of it.

- OK. Do the right thing.

- Félix, why don’t you get out and see what’s wrong with Judith, please?

- If you look at me that way, I’ll do whatever you want.

- Félix is a great guy, isn’t it?

- I think I’m falling in love with him.

- What?!

- It’s just a joke.

- Ah.

- What’s wrong with you?

- Nothing.

- Why do you look so angry?

- That’s your imagination.

- No, it isn’t my imagination.

- Something is wrong with you.

- Do you find yourself guilty?

- Yes, I do! And I’m worried about Judith!

- Is that so?

- And why did you fuck with her boyfriend?

- You make me fuck him!

- What?!

- You did it because you wanted to do it.

- I did it for you.

- Don’t be so cynical. We did it because we wanted to do it, and that’s all!

- I have to make up my mind too. Don’t you think?

- Moreover It’s me who should be jealous! I haven’t had enough time for do anything.

- What? What? What are you trying to insinuate?

- What do you insinuate?

- What the fuck are you insinuating?

- What? Do you think I’m a queer?

That I want to fuck Félix? That I’m a poof? Come on! Tell me! What?

- Soledad, don’t piss me off!

- You’re such a fucking puppet.

- Come on! What do you mean?

- You know so well what I mean.

- I don’t. I have no idea. What are you talking about?

- And you don’t understand anything!

- What is it?

- What the hell are you talking about?

- Judith.

- Forget me! You know how to do it!

- Wait for me, girl!

- What do you want?

- It was just a game.

- That’s all.

- Nothing’s wrong, OK?

- I see.

- Of course!

- And I was born yesterday. Nothing is wrong with you.

- What do you mean?

- We’re just laughing!

- Laughing at me!

- Not at you, girl! Not at you!

- It’s me how laugh at all of you.

- Do you remember what I told you the other day in the beach?

- What?

- What?

- That guy is rotten!

- I can take care of myself, OK?

- Be careful with him. - I’m aware of him…

- Shall we fuck?

- Asshole!

- Fuck off!!

- What’s happening?

- What we have here: my dear friend Félix!

- What’s happening?

- Come on: Let go and get drunk…

- But what’s happening?

- Nothing! Nothing! Nothing happens! Soledad and I have a little discussion.

- Shall we go now?

- What’s wrong with her?

- I don’t know…

- She finds herself guilty about Judith

- … Oh, come on, let’s go!

- What! Wait, wait.

- What did she say?

- She is crazy, she is crazy… She says that I’m falling in love with you!

- That’s ridiculous!

- I know.

- We’re just playing!

- You don’t have to explain it to me…

- Have you notice that I’m different with you?

- Jesus...

- All women are fucking whores!

- And they are more bicht in summer.

- They are dangerous…

- Women go around tempting us.

- She turn us on, and afterward fuck with us…

- Anyway, whores…

- That’s right.

- That’s what I told you.

- They are all the same.

- Less your mother and mine, all women are fucking whores.

- You’re wrong. My mother is not a whore!

- My mother is a big whore!

- Do you know why women are fucking whores?

- Because a fucking whore is woman who fucks you.

- We look like two lovers.

- And you look like a spinning top.

- Are you OK?

- No.

- One!

- Two!

- Three!

- Four! Fuck your fucking mother!

- It almost be.

- Five! Fuck you twice!

- Wait a minute! Just a second! - Fuck! OK, all right, it’s all yours…

- It’s my turn! Give it to me! Let me try…

- Is it going to cost me twice?

- Can we adjust the price?

- Ok. Deal.

- Wait.

Ok. See you soon.

- What? What did she tell you?

- That I’m very convincing.

- And what that means?

- If I call her in the middle of the night and I make her get her up for work…

- And have she accepted? Together?

- Who the hell do you think you are talking to?

- I’m a business man.

- Listen, Mario, listen to me:

- Aren’t you really falling in love with me, are you?

- This is incredible.

- What?

- You don’t understand anything.

- What?

- If Soledad’ve made love with someone of her own sex, I’m not going to be less.

- Can I ask you a simple question?

- Go ahead!

- Who´d had the idea?

- What idea?

- The idea of come to see me together at the same time… And that so.

- The truth is… Here, My friend want to fuck with me.

- And… He doesn’t turn me on… So...

- So, that´s why we decided to come to see you.

- Do you understand me?

- Not much.

- But I’m sure you know what you do…

- Yes, we know what we do, don´t we, Mario?

- Yes, yes, we know...

- Are you gays?

- Eh, no, no, no…

- And what´s your name?

- Didn´t I tell you?

- Yes...

- But I’ve forgotten it already.

- My name is Sandra.

- Well, that´s not my real name. It´s my “artistic” name.

- Excuse me. I can not tell you my real name.

- What a shame if, on day, we met casually on the street and you call me: Pepa! Pepa!

- Oh, How fool am I!

- That means that If we met you in the street you don´t us to say hello?

- I’d rather not.

- But why not?

- Because I’ll feel so ashamed…

- Just because you go with your friends and you laught at me, saying that I am a…

- …A whore.

- I don´t like that word...

- I´m not a whore.

- But... Them, what the hell are you?

- With all my respects...

- Well, yes... It´s my bussinnes.

- But I’m proud of the way I make a living.

- But it´s easy money, you know?

- Well, sometimes it´s not that easy.

- Sometimes only.

- I’ll give you an advice, Pepa.

- Your profession is necesary.

- Don´t let them make up your mind.

- To hell with those moralist from hell! Fuck them!

- You are a whore, girl! A whore! That´s what your are!

- Aren´t you?

- You are a whore with dignity. That´s my advice.

- I like very much what you´re saying, you know!

- I like it very much!

- Yes, yes...

- Listen to my friend.

- There´s nothing wrong in being a whore!

- Listen...

- You speak very well, boys!

- It´s a pleasure to hear you...

- You do understand me and respect me...

- Damn bicht!

- The more you paid her,...

- ...the more you talked to her about the dignity of being a whore,...

-...and the wonderful time she had with us...

- ...the more she’ll became a whore for the rest of her fucking life!

- You beat!

- Why did you give your telephone number to her?

- Because I want to introduce her to my mother.

- And what’s about all that bruises?

- When she told us she fell off her bike, I thought I’m going to kill myself laughing.

- I feel good, because I think we pay for make her happy too.

- Did you feel like a good christian, didn’t you?

- Did you suck it to me?

- Yes, I did.

- I didn’t realize…

- Did you like it?

- I didn’t feel anything at all.

- Welcome to the world of promiscuity, my friend.

- Judith!

- Are Félix and Mario with you?

- Do they fly away from your little nest?

- Tonight Mario doesn´t sleep at home.

- You are a pervert. All of you.

- What?

- Shame on you!

- Good morning. Excuse me, Can I help you?

- Yes, I want to pay my bill. I’m leaving the hotel.

- You leave us so soon!

- Can you give your room number, please?

- 505.

- My name is Encarnación Gómez.

- María Encarnación Gómez de Tejada. Just a minute, please.

- Don’t you really think I notice you make advances to him?

- How silly you think am I?

- Eh?

- And that idiot, he follows you everywhere,...

- ...like a lapdog.

- What are you talking about?

- Excuse me, madam. Will you pay in Cash or by credit card?

- I’ll pay by credit card.

- He doesn’t appear for all night.

- And It’s supposed that it’s me how have to be worried.

- Eh?

- The answer is no!

- That´s exactly what he needs: A friend like your boyfriend.

- He really scared me.

- Surely he’ll hurt you.

- Judith!

- Leave me in alone!

- Judith, wait for me, please!

- Let me help you!

- Leave me in peace!

- What are you doing with his car?

- “His” car?

This is “my” car!

- He doesn’t have anything!

- Please, don’t go.

- Take it.

- Can you give it to Félix, please?

- Mario?

- Tell me.

- Can I borrow your toothbrush?

- Of course! Why you ask?

- Because, she leaves me a nasty whore-flavored taste in the mouth.

- I’ve got a letter from Judith, Félix.

- Fuck off!

- I don’t need her anymore!

- Do you agree with me, Mario?

- I quite agree, Félix.

- Could you explain me what’s going on?

- I’ve been worried all night, waiting for you…

- I went to look for you at hotel… And you’re here: drunk!

- Do you want to try?

- What’s that?

- Just a pill.

- OK.

- Open your mouth, Mario. First one is for you.

- Stop, stop! First one must be for me!

- Suck it up.

- And now?

- What do you thing?

- From the first moment I knew who you were.

- Bloody rich boy...

- That everything is going to be your way, Mario?

- You have no idea, my friend.

- I’m going to give you real reason for being a jealous guy.

- I’m going to fuck your girl hard.

- And you’ll be right here, quite still, without saying a word.

- Don’t you worried,...

- ...what I gave you isn’t for you to fuck well,...

- ...but to sleep well.

- Good night, Mario.

- Have a nice dream.

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Mario.

- So, you came at last.

- Here I am.

- What’s wrong, Pablo?

- Have you cleaned your shoes?

- No, I haven’t. Forgive me.

- Who was it?

- Your mother.

- Why have you invited them to have dinner tonight?

- I still have to do the packing.

- I will not have enough time.

- You are terrible, Pablo. So terrible…

- Soledad, there is something very important I should tell you.

- I have to confess you something.

- Not now, Pablo. Pablo?

- Pablo...

- Take it easy. It´s all right.

- I-I-I don´t know…

- Relax.

- I feel dizzy…

- What’s happening to me?

- Just nothing.

- What was that important thing you should tell me?

- What?

- What you´re tellig me…

- It was nothing.

- Tell me...

- Are you going to kiss me or not?

- Your perfume smells very nice.

- How are you, Pablo?

- How does Soledad allow you to put this apron?

- Soledad is not at home.

- And can I ask where is she?

- His father is ill again.

- What a coincidence!

- Precisely the night we come to dinner.

- And what’s all this meat?

- But...

- Your wife is terrible at home, son.

- Buying meat for a month just the day after going away on holiday.

- Is it veal, Pablo?

- I don´t know. You should ask Soledad.

- It´s a pity she’s not here.

- Well, she cooked all this meal, so...

- ...in some way, she is with us tonight.

- Oh, my boy. What can I do for you?

- You think I don't like Soledad... But I have my reasons.

- That´s because I’m worried about you, your idiot.

- It´s for your own sake.

- Soledad doesn´t love you. She never did.

- And she hurts you.

- I knew it from the beginning!

- You must separate.

- Separate from her!

- Happiness is what you need.

- So take care of yourself, son.

- I will.

- Happiness is what you need.

- Soledad?

- Hi.

- Hi. Have you finished yet?

- Not yet. I´m almost ready.

- When? Ten minutes?

- Make it twenty.

- Soledad, there´s something important I must tell you.

- I want you to live with me after holidays.

- Mario...!

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Wake up!

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Wake up!

- Mario!

- Mario!

- Wake up!

- Come on!

- Something´s wrong with Soledad!

- Mario!

- Wake up! Fuck!

- What are you doing?

- Shit!

- Mario, boy, it's not my fault. It's not the pills! Ok?

- A simple pill can not do that!

- Mario...

- Come on! Lift her up!

- We must call a ambulance!

- Mario!

- Ma-Mario, come on!

- Fuck, guy, she´s cold!

- Mario… Come on, boy!

- Help me! We´ve to take her off!

- Mario, help me!

- Mario?

- Fuck!