All language subtitles for The Cannibal Man 1972 2160p UHD BluRay H265-GAZPROM

[peaceful jingle]

[lively chatter and yelling]

[chatter in foreign language]
[blood splashes]

[blood splashes]

[blood splashes]

[engine revs]

[knife scrapes]

[water and blood splash]

[brooding orchestral music]

[match strikes]

[Marcos coughs]

[jazz music]

[distant children yell and
chatter]

- [Child] Pass it over here! No!

- [Child] Don't let him get it!

Be careful, he's coming up! Be
careful!

No!

Oh, you idiot!

- [Child] You've gotta get him!

[upbeat jazz music]

[distant children yell and
chatter]

[upbeat jazz music]

[Carlos breathes sharply]

[distant children yell and
chatter]

[patrons chatter]

- Ernie says in this weather,

it's much better to have
consomme.

But this soup will fill you up
good, huh?

It's real chicken, and no
preservatives.

Not like they use where you
work, Marcos.

[Marcos chuckles]

- Listen, Rosa, the soups
we make in the factory

aren't that bad.

- Yeah, "soup from Flory has
all the right ingredients."

[chuckles] Yeah, "and it tastes
like mother used to make."

- But it's nowhere near
as good as yours, Rosa.

[Rosa chuckles]

It's really getting hot.

- Where you gotta be about seven
tonight?

- I have a date with Paula.

We'll probably take in
a movie or something

and go for a walk.

- It's about time you had
a real woman, not a child.

I could teach you some things.

- Rosa, we've got other
customers to serve!

Stop wasting your time over
there!

- I'm coming Ernie.

Don't forget my proposal, okay?

- I always give my family the
best food that I can find.

That's why I give them Flory
Soup.

Because Flory soups have, mm,

the flavor of good, rich meat.

♪ Flory, Flory, Flory

- Sorry.

- You are late.
- Dinner was later than usual.

- If I could meet you at your
house,

I wouldn't have to wait here
like a fool.

- That's impossible, darling.
You know how my father feels.

He would kill me if he had any
idea

that I was seeing you, Marcos.

[train roars]

[doors whoosh]

[train horn honks]

[train roars]

- [Carlos] You're not
happy, say something.

- I just think we're never
going to get married.

You never talk about making more
money,

and most men do, who want
marriage.

I really have to think about
these things.

- If you want us to break up,
say so.

Paula...

- But I love you.

- [Marcos] All right, we'll get
married.

As soon as I get a better job
at the factory, believe me.

- I believe you, Marcos.

Far from the subway,
what'll we do? It's late.

- Don't worry. We'll get a taxi.

Here comes one now.

Taxi.

Taxi!

[car engine roars]

Good evening.

[car engine revs]

- Hey, you two are pretty
lucky I was out this way.

It's getting quite late.

Hey, what gives?

[Paula moans]

You've got the wrong cab.

[muffled sports commentary]

- [Announcer] There's 10
seconds left to shoot.

Arnold passes into Harvey.

Harvey over to Carson and dunk.

Brought to 12 as Martin
brings the ball in.

Marcus' pass is stolen by Harvey

and he's in all alone and
lays it up for two points.

[tires screech]

- All right, everybody out.

- What gives?

- I don't run a bordello. Get
out of here, Romeo and Juliet.

Both of you, get out of my cab!

- Listen, it's not your
business to look at us.

- Now on top of it, you want
to start an argument, chum?

- Haven't you ever been
with a girl before?

What are you, some kind
of homosexual? You act it.

- Look, buddy, I'm a married
man.

- Mind your own business
and drive us into town.

- Well, I don't want any
fooling around in my taxi.

- Please, Marcos. Please,
we better get out.

- Go on, get out. There's plenty
of time to enjoy the night.

Just get yourselves a bed.

Or do you prefer to make love in
public?

- Stop, you hear? Stop.

Let's go. My suggestion
to you is shove your taxi.

- Hey! Just a minute!

You still have 3.50 on the meter
to pay.

You don't think you're gonna get
away

with a free ride, do you?

- Pay you? Hell, you didn't
take us where we told you.

- Look here, lover boy.

I don't have to take any lip
from you.

Are you trying to say
you don't wanna pay me?

- Not one penny.

I don't have to take
your insults, understand?

I'm not paying you.

- Pay him, Marcos, and let's go.

- That's pretty good advice,
buster.

If you won't pay, I'll make
it a night you won't forget.

- I've had just about enough of
your crap.

[grunting]
[Paula gasps]

- [Paula] Beast!

- I am gonna give you the
beating

that your father never
had time to give you.

[slaps]
- [yelps] Marcos!

[yelps]
[slaps]

[thud]
[groans]

[body clunks]

- Come on, quick.

- I'm so scared, Marcos.
You might've killed him.

Do you think he's gonna be all
right?

- Oh, don't worry.

You can only kill a person as
easy as that in the movies.

- Any scratches?

- No.

- I'll get hell for arriving
home so late.

- Shall I meet you tomorrow
at the supermarket?

- No, I'll meet you at the bus
stop.

- Fine, about seven.

- I won't sleep a wink
tonight, I just know it.

- Don't be silly, darling.

- I'll see you.

[distant dog barks]

[brooding orchestral music]

- Come on.

Hi.

- Out walking the dog?
- That's right.

Same as always.

- I didn't think you were still
here.

Thought everybody living
there was off on vacation.

- Yes, well, my family went
away,

and we've been left alone, my
dog and me.

- Why do you stay here? It's so
hot.

- Didn't care to go.

You always act indifferent. Why?

- Guess it's the way I'm made.

- You live near to me, and I'd
hoped that maybe, eventually,

we could become better friends.

Smoke?

- Thanks.

[lighter flicks]

- [Nestor] You look very
tired. Been working hard?

- No.

Just a bit nervous.

Well, I guess I better go.

Be seeing you.
- Yeah, sure.

[lighter flicks]

[sirens blare]

[knife hacks]
[background chatter]

[workers chatter and
yell in foreign language]

- Hey, Marcos, drop your work.

The chief wants to see you in
his office.

- See me? Why?

- Who knows? Maybe it's a better
job!

[paper rustles]

[paper rustles]

- Marcos, what happened?
The paper have anything?

- No, not a word.

- Did you read it all?

- Well, there was something. The
man died.

His picture's in the paper.

If he hadn't come at me like he
did,

and when he began hitting you,
Paula,

I couldn't help myself.

Come on, let's not stand here.

Let's go, come on.

- Where are we going?
- To my house.

It's the only place where
we can talk quietly.

- And your brother?
- Away on a trip.

He won't come back till after
tomorrow.

[plastic rustles]

We came here to talk. Quit
fooling with that package.

What is it?

- Just some plastic bags
for the garbage pail.

It's for my mother.

- Yeah.

- I'm afraid, Marcos.

- But, afraid of what?

There was nobody who saw
us take the taxi. Nobody.

- I'm sure they'll find out it
was us.

- Nobody knows, but if you
keep on with that face,

then everyone will know.

[sighs]

Don't be a fool.

Trust me.

- Nobody will find out? You
believe that?

- No one.

[Paula moans]

[clock ticks rhythmically]

[Paula moans]
[clock ticks rhythmically]

[Paula moans]

[Paula moans]

[Paula moans]

[Paula moans]

[Paula moans]

[Paula gasps and moans]

[Paula moans intensely]

[clock ticks rhythmically]

Want a smoke?

- Mm-mm.

- Do you regret making love,
darling?

You're crying about that?

Is there something else?

Please tell me then, darling.

[clock ticks rhythmically]

[water swashes]

- Why don't we tell
everything to the police?

- Tell what? What happened in
there?

- [sighs] You know what I
mean, Marcos. Don't joke.

Marcos, let's go and see the
police.

- We decided I was to
take care of it, remember?

- Yes, but after all that,

we should go and see them
together, huh?

- No one is going to the police.

- But we ought to tell them what
happened.

That he kicked you and hit me!

- They wouldn't believe
a word. And your family.

How would you like them
to know that you've been

going out with me?

- But, we should tell the truth.

Because you and I are
getting married, aren't we?

- [Marcos] Yes, of course we
are.

- Then, to the police.

- Don't act like an idiot.

[sighs]

If we go to the police,
it'll spoil everything.

You know what time it is?

It's almost 10. Pretty late.

[crickets chirp]

You'll see, now. Tomorrow,
you'll think in another way.

- I'll think the same as now.

- So will I. I don't wanna be
locked up.

- Then I'll go to the police
alone.

- What's wrong with you?

You act more like a baby every
minute.

- That's because you
treat me like a child.

- Look, beautiful.

It's late, but let's go back to
the house.

We have to agree on this. Come
on.

- You can talk all you like,
but you won't change my mind.

- Well, at least you listen
to what I have to say, huh?

[door opens]

[door closes]
[dogs barks]

I'm not a kid anymore, you
understand?

And when I say no, it's no.

- That's the trouble.

If you were younger,
you'd have more courage.

- You just don't get it, Paula.

- Leave me alone!

- I haven't a chance in my
situation.

- Stop! You're hurting me.
- But can't you see, Paula?

If we go to the police,
they'll never listen

to someone as poor as I am, a
nobody.

- What a ridiculous thing to
say.

- Police will listen to the rich
only.

- I don't believe that.
It's a bunch of nonsense.

- But a good lawyer costs
money. Far too much.

- It's funny. I think my
marriage
with you would never work.

And you know why?

I can't believe anyone
who won't face reality.

And marriage can't be built on
lies.

Don't pretend with me,
Marcos. It won't work.

I don't want to be made a fool
of.

- That's what you believe?

- Yes.

- [Marcos] So I can go to the
police

or I can go to hell, right?

- Marcos.

- It was you that wanted
the marriage, and I agreed.

Now you say forget it.

- Marcos, I do want it.

[clock ticks rhythmically]

[moans]

[yelps]

[chokes]
[clock ticks rhythmically]

[clock ticks rhythmically]

[Marcos breathes heavily]

[children laugh]

[dogs whimper]

[eerie music]
[crickets chirp]

[muffled buzzing]

[tools clack]

[machine whirs and buzzes]

[door creaks]
[eerie music]

[case scrapes]

[crickets chirp]
[chair creaks]

[Marcos whistles jauntily]

[lock clicks]

- [Marcos] Hi, Steve.

- Oh. Hi, Marcos.

Did I have a difficult time.

That damn truck of mine broke
down and I had to come back.

That's why I'm a day early.

- Have you eaten?

- No. Anything cold to drink?

No, afraid not. I drank it all.

- Well, why don't we go to
Rosa's then?

I've been riding for six hours
straight.

Wait until you see the
present I bought for Carmen.

I picked out this watch
that cost me plenty.

Between that and wedding
expenses,

haven't been able to save a
dime.

- Naturally, and from now on
you can't screw around anymore.

- Tell me, Marcos.

When are you gonna start
enjoying yourself a little?

From home to the factory,
and from factory to the home.

- Everyone amuses themselves
the way that they like.

- [sighs] You're sure a strange
one.

I can hardly believe you're my
brother.

- [Player] Take six so you can
double.

- [Player] Okay, okay, I got
them.

- Will you be here long, Steve?

- No. Getting hitched to Carmen
next week.

Won't be around much longer,
Rosa.

- I see you're going to be a
good husband.

Treat Carmen well. She's a good
girl.

Don't you cheat.

- I won't, if I can help it.
[chuckles]

- Come on! I'll believe that
when you're in a wheelchair.

- Well listen, would it be all
right

if I leave my jalopy here?

- Won't you take it?

- Yeah, good place to spend
the wedding night with Carmen.

- [laughs] I'm sure she'll enjoy
that.

[hums melodically]

- Hey, Rosa.

What've you been doing to
make my brother so happy?

- What did I do to him? Nothing.

- I meant to say, what's
he been eating here?

- Very little.

[patrons chatter in foreign
language]

- Something wrong?

Spit it out.

That's what brothers are for,
to tell your troubles to.

- It has to do with my
girlfriend.

- Your girlfriend?

You're too old of a hand
to be letting a girl

get you down like this.
- No, it's not her.

Something more complicated.

- Well, then out with
it! Tell me what's wrong.

- Suppose we go home? I
can speak easier there.

- We're leaving, Rosa.
- Okay.

- See you later.

Is the poker game on for later
tonight?

- Is that all you men
think of is playing cards?

I think it's dull. There
are better things to do.

- In that case, I'll see you
later.

[Rosa chuckles]
And we'll play together.

[Rosa laughs]

Have you gone crazy?

What happened? Couldn't
you leave her or what?

Better to have married her
than to have done this!

- No, it's not that. It
wasn't that way at all.

- Sure, you panic, and
the world breaks down.

Too bad you couldn't make it
with Rosa.

No, man, you make it with young
chicks.

You've made yourself a whole
lot of trouble, you idiot!

- Later, I'll tell you
everything, Steve,

but now, will you help me?

- I'll go to the police with
you, for now.

But let's invent some kind of a
story.

- No, not to the police.

Maybe we can take her
in the truck, and maybe-

- But you don't think that
you're gonna get away with this?

It won't be long and the
fuzz will be swarming here!

Don't you think they won't
be looking for the girl?

- But you wouldn't let
me go to jail, would you?

- You should've thought
about that earlier, Marcos.

Now that your life is in such a
mess,

you come here and you wanna
try and spoil mine too.

- Steve, if you won't help me,

who else do I have to turn to?

- Marcos.

You've made yourself
one hell of a situation.

The best thing is to turn
yourself in.

- No, I can't.

- Look, I never thought
that you could be capable

of doing such a terrible thing,
Marcos.

But I'm taking you to the
police,

if it's the last thing I do, do
you hear?

[Marcos sighs]

- If you want me to go, I'll go.

We don't have to fight about it,
you know.

- I hope not.

Now you're once again my
brother, Marcos.

[chuckles]

[melancholy orchestral music]

- This is Paula's.

I guess it caught on here when
I carried her to the bedroom.

- Better not bug yourself.

It's important that you
get it off your chest

as soon as possible.

- Yeah.

- Look, Marcos, I don't
feel good about this,

but I want you to know, we
have to clean up this mess.

[Marcos yells]

[wrench thuds]
[groans]

[blood splatters]
[groans]

[groans]

[door creaks]
[eerie music]

[door creaks]

[door creaks]

[melancholy acoustic music]

[Marcos breathes heavily]

[traffic hums]
[distant chatter]

[birds tweet]

[dog pants]

- Are you through with work?

- Yeah, just got out.
What's wrong with him?

- He's horny. Do you know
anyone that's got a bitch?

- No. There's a bunch
of mutts around here.

- No good. It has to be a boxer.

- Well, is he particular?

- I believe tonight I might
let him roam where he wants to.

- Well, he'd better be
careful they don't eat him up.

The mutts that live around
here are a pretty hungry lot.

- There's no danger.

A well-fed dog is always
stronger than a hungry one.

- Something you never know.

There's nothing more powerful
than hunger.

- You sound like a demagogue.

- Like a what?

- Oh, nothing. I didn't
insult you, though.

- See you later.
- So long.

[insects buzz]

- It's an hour I've been waiting
here.

What happened to your brother?

- He hasn't come back as yet.

- Not returned from where?

Yesterday he telephoned to say

he was coming back a day
earlier.

- Well, he is back from the
trip. He's out on an errand.

- It's too much. He hasn't
called all day.

Here we are about to be married

and me with a thousand things to
do.

- Calm down, Carmen. Don't be
nervous.

[Carmen sighs]

Would you like to come in?
- Why not?

He can't be gone too long.

And if you don't mind, Marcos.

[lock clicks]

[door slams]

[sighs] It's already 10.

I'd like to know what he's up
to.

I'm not leaving until he
gets back. You just wait.

I've never seen a house
as dirty as this place.

[sniffs]

It smells funny.

[sighs] And dad is waiting for
me to get his dinner ready.

- Well, then let him get
used to eating alone.

When you're living with Steve-

- [sighs] Oh, you don't know him
well.

He's not even used to the
idea of my getting married.

Well, he'll have to get used
to it. He'll soon be alone.

- Why not go home, instead
of sitting around here?

When Steve gets back
home, I'll have him call.

- He's a bastard.

I'll bet you he's out having
himself a little fling

with a chick.

But I guess I'm too
much hung up on the guy

to tell him what he could go and
do.

Did he mention anything of the
gift he was supposed to get?

- Well...

Well, no. What was it?

- A wristwatch.

I'll go take a look in his room
and see.

- No! No!

Don't.

- But what...

What's wrong?

Oh, I get it. He wants
to make it a surprise.

How nice he is, even though
he acts like a beast.

I wanna see.

- [Marcos] I don't want
you to go in there!

- Well, if you say so.

What's bothering you?

I guess you wanna keep
Steve's surprise a secret.

- I'm sorry, Carmen. The truth
is, he didn't say anything.

You know what he's like, don't
you?

He's a man who likes to surprise
everyone.

- Hm.

Well, well, well.

[sighs] I'm starting to
get a terrible headache.

Do you have any aspirin?

- Well, I don't know. There
could be some in the kitchen.

- Oh, go on, Marcos, be a good
Samaritan.

Go get me a couple of aspirins
and a glass of water, okay?

[melancholy orchestral music]

- Do you really want me
to bring the aspirins?

- Yes. My head really aches.

- Well, okay.

[door handle clicks]

[door closes]
[eerie music]

[water splashes]

[switch clicks]

[Carmen screams]

[water splashes]
[faucet squeaks]

[door opens]

[door slams]

Here's your glass of water.

It really is a shame, Carmen,
but,

I couldn't find the aspirin.

I'm really sorry.

Take the water?

[Carmen gasps]

- No!
[glass shatters]

[flesh squelches]

[eerie music]
[crickets chirp]

[Marcos grunts]

[Marcos grunts]

[bed squeaks]

[Marcos breathes heavily]

[switch clicks]

[door slams]

[crickets chirp]

[dogs barks]

- Hi.

Hot, isn't it?

- Yeah.

Sure.

- Have you finished with
the girl, lover boy?

I saw her waiting for
you in front of the house

when you arrived home this
evening, and she wasn't bad.

Maybe I could meet her.

- No.

No, it's not what you think.

Besides, she's already gone.

- Okay. That's why you're so
bushed, huh?

- [Marcos] Yeah, it could be.

Not only that, the heat.

- Yeah, it's really warm.

You know something?

I let the dog loose. I
gave him two hours freedom.

Do you feel like walking?

- Uh, no.

It's getting late.

- Oh, come on now.

It's still early. Let's take a
walk.

- [Marcos] Why not?

[suspenseful music]

- [Nestor] You know, it's
curious.

We've seen each other for weeks

and we don't even know each
other's names.

Mine is Nestor.

And yours?

- Marcos.

- [Nestor] Marcos.

- Why should a guy like me
interest you?

You must know an awful
lot of important people.

- [Nestor] [chuckles]
Important people always think

they have a solution for
everything.

- It must be wonderful to find
a solution for everything.

- You know something?

You're going to think that I'm
an idiot,

but all this darkness
makes me feel afraid.

- Afraid?

Of what?

- It's easy to be afraid,
and I should know.

Anyway, I don't want
you to think I'm a fool.

There's a cafe over there.
Let's go have a drink, okay?

I'm beginning to think
that we're both rare birds.

- Yeah?

Why?

- It's obvious.

I ought to be like you said,
with guys in my own class,

dancing in the discotheques,

spending the summer in
Torremolinos

and racing over the
highways at 120 per hour.

And you should have a home,

with a wife, maybe, and some
kids.

Making a down payment on a
washer.

[chuckles]

And with luck, you'd be
able to have your own car.

[plane engines roar overhead]

- Oh, sure.

It's possible for you.

But marriage just isn't for me
right now.

But who knows?

It might've been, once.

Most men do sometimes want that.

However, I must say that your
idea

is impossible for me right now.

My brother's engaged.

His plans are to live
out in the country now.

I don't know.

I can't be sure about
my own future, though.

- I have a friend who's very
wise. He's always reading.

He'd call us pariahs or
outcasts.

- Pari...

What was that?

- Nothing.

Just some words.
[car approaches]

[car doors slam]

- Police, kids. Let's
see your identification.

- Sure.

[glass clinks]

And yours, where's your ID?

- Sorry, I don't have it with
me.

- No identification?

- I left it at the house.

- [Inspector] Well, what're you
doing here

at this time of night?

- Passing the time, and having a
drink.

- Don't you know it's the
law that you have to carry

some kind of identity card?

- I'm awfully sorry, but...

- Excuse me, Inspector.
I know the young man.

He lives in this new building
over there.

[dog barks]

- Oh, he lives over there,

in one of those high rise
apartments?

Well, in that case, just don't
forget.

You should always carry
your identity card with you.

We have to be careful.

You never know what we
might find out here.

Good evening.
- So long, Inspector.

Always good to see you.

[crickets chirp]

- I like your place.
There aren't many left.

- I don't like it.

- Then why do you stay in it?

I believe I've heard that people
who used

to live in these houses have
moved

because of the high
rises they're building.

- Someday they'll build here
too, and I'll have to leave.

- It's a pity.

I would like it if you'd
let me take a peek inside.

[Marcos chuckles]

- There isn't much to see.

Plaster's falling down.
Walls are damp and dirty.

It's full of memories which
wouldn't interest you.

- You should bury them.

- What do you mean?

- Get rid of the memories.

[dog pants]

Hello, Trotsky. Did you have
some fun?

Yeah, boy. Oh, good dog.

- It's late. I'm going in.

I'm tired.
- Yeah, we're also beat.

See you tomorrow.

- Yeah, sure.

- Thanks for the company.

- Goodnight.

[lock clicks]

[rooster crows]
[birds tweet]

[heavy knocks]

[heavy knocks]

[heavy knocks]

[birds tweet]

How come you're here so early,
Elmer?

- Just where is your brother?

- On his truck, he hasn't
come back. Why do you ask?

- Because I'm looking for my
daughter.

She told me he was back.

- I see.

That's odd. [chuckles]
Carmen must be mistaken.

- Marcos, I'm pretty sure of my
daughter.

It was about four in the
afternoon

when Carmen left the house.

Now it's six in the morning
and she isn't back yet.

- Well, she's not in
here. Really, she isn't.

I haven't seen her in a week.

- [Elmer] Get out of the
way! I wanna go in there.

- No.

- Yeah?

Then how do you explain Carmen's
purse,

if she didn't come to this
place?

She just couldn't stay
away from your brother

until they were married, the
little fool.

The fool!

- Please, you're mistaken.

- And now the family would
be ridiculed by everybody.

Your brother can't do this to
me.

You can't keep me out of there!

You're strong enough to
keep me from there now,

but I have an equalizer, at
home.

You just wait, and I'll be back,
Marcos.

- Wait a minute! Don't be hasty.

- [Elmer] What do you want?

- Well, please go in
there, if you want to.

If that's what you need to ease
your mind.

[insects buzz]

- So you're ashamed to
look me in the face!

[grunts]

[train horn blares]

[eerie music]

[gasps]

[knife thuds]
[groans]

- [Radio Host] And now we
present the classic hits

of yesteryear.

[dramatic orchestral music]

[plastic rustles]

[door closes]

[knife hacks]

[machine whirs and buzzes]

[distant clattering]

[bag unzips]

[plastic rustles]

[hatch clunks]

[plastic rustles]

[bag thuds]

[switches click]

[machine whirs and buzzes]

- [Announcer] Past a
halfway mark of round four.

[spectators cheer]

The action's starting to pick
up.

Russell seems to be getting
stronger.

Armstrong has a good left jab
working.

There's 30 seconds...
[button clicks]

[knife scrapes]

[knife clinks]

[plastic rustles]

[door creaks]

[switch clicks]

[knife hacks]

[knife hacks]

[knife hacks]

[knife hacks]

[alarm clock rings]

[background chatter]

- He likes television?
- [sighs] There isn't much.

In the summer, we don't
sell a lot of meat.

- That's fine. The dog
doesn't eat like a tiger.

- [Marcos] Hi, Rosa. Coffee,
please.

- Right away, Marcos.

- Hi. Going to work?

- Yeah.

What a surprise to see
you here and up so early.

- I'm not getting up. I
didn't even get to bed.

Been up all night.

- [Man] Rosa, give me a coffee!

- Insomnia?

- No. I spent the night at the
typewriter.

- Writing a letter to your
parents?

- [chuckles] No.

I'm writing a book now. It's my
hobby.

- You're writing a book?

- Well, I hope to have it
published.

Who knows? Just have to see.

- I better be on my way.
Rosa, here's your money.

- Bye, Marcos. Don't be such a
bad boy.

Come and see me more often.

- You like sports?

- Yeah, I go to the gym.

- Hm, there's weights in there.

Are you a muscle man?

- No, I have many things I need
in there.

I'll be seeing you.

- I would like to go with you
some day.

I need some exercise.

[dog growls]

Trotsky, cut it out.

- I better get going.

- I will see you later, no?

- It's possible. So long.

[bag unzips]
[machine whirs]

[plastic rustles]

[meat clunks]

[switches click]

[machine whirs and buzzes]

- Thank you.

And you, sir?

- [Carlos] I need something
for cooking odors,

like I've seen advertised on
television.

- Oh!

Something to smell nice and
clean.

- [Carlos] Yes, uh, I'll take
six.

- Uh, there are various types.

Now, this one is inexpensive,

and it smells just divine!

[bottles clink]

Is there anything more?

- Perfume.

- What fragrance?

- Well, a type with a strong
aroma.

- Yeah.

Well, there are many different
kinds,

but I have a brand, fresh
and very much in demand.

I'll give you a sniff of it.

- I'll take 10 bottles, thank
you.

- What?

10?

You know that's enough
to supply a whole Navy!

[bottles clink]

[Carlos sniffs]

No, on the arm.

Mm-hm.

Here we are.

[Carlos sniffs]
Like it?

- Mm.

- Any woman would love
this scent, all right?

- That's fine.

- And would you like anything
else?

- No, nothing more.

- It's a present that will
make your wife tingle with joy,

because she'll have enough
perfume for a long time to come.

- I'm single.

- Oh, so!

Well, you see that this
type can be used by any man

without having the teeniest
bit of embarrassment.

You know, why I have
several men customers.

- What do I owe?

- That will be 20 even.

Thank you very much.

What, you don't want the yellow
coupons?

Hm!

[crickets chirp]

- Get out of here, go!

[dogs whimper]
Go on!

Scram!

Stay away from here!

[aerosol sprays]

[plastic rustles]

[liquid swashes]

[sniffs deeply]

[door creaks]

[cat meows]

[tapping]

- Want something to eat?

- [Carlos] Yeah, but if it's too
late,

I can get a sandwich somewhere
else.

- [chuckles] I haven't eaten,
either.

Join me, come on.

Enough for you?

- Mm-hm.

Where's Ernie?

- [chuckles] Like always,
sleeping.

And Steve, where's he?

- Uh, away on a trip.

He had to get some papers for
the wedding.

- [chuckles] Your brother's very
nice.

It's curious, but I haven't seen
Carmen

or her father around.

- Well, you know how it is.

I guess Carmen is preparing
things for the wedding,

and her father could be, uh,
helping her.

[Rosa chuckles]

- Would you like something more,
hm?

- No, I've had enough.

- How about some milk with egg
in it?

It makes a very good dessert.

- No, really, I should go.

- Oh, it just takes a second.

[spoon rattles]

Here, drink up.

Finish it. You haven't looked
well these past few days.

Steve said I should take care of
you.

[gasps] I'm so...

I'm sorry. Please let me fix it.

- It's not important.
They're my work clothes.

[Rosa breathes heavily]

There.

Almost as good as new.

- Thanks for feeding me so well.
How much?

- Nothing. It's on the house.

- But, Rosa.

- [chuckles] I enjoyed it.
I said you were my guest.

- Yeah.

Thanks again.

[car approaches]

[car horn honks]

[tires screech]

- Hi, man. Were you frightened?

- I guess you did.
- [chuckles] Don't worry.

Where are you going?

- Home. I was just on my way
there now.

- Do you wanna take a swim?

- Where?

- The pool stays open quite
late at my club. Coming?

[dark orchestral music]

[water splashes]

[car engine revs]

[brakes squeal]

[crickets chirp]

Wake up.

We're here.

- I was really sleeping.

- It's not strange. You get up
so early.

- [yawns] I find it strange.

I just can't recall when I slept
so well.

I was really relaxed.

- If I were curious, I'd
ask what's bothering you.

But I'm not curious.

- I'm going. I'm glad
you invited me tonight.

- [Nestor] I guess the swim
did you good. See you tomorrow.

- [Marcos] Yeah, thanks.

[car door slams]
[yawns]

[car engine roars]

[melancholy acoustic music]

- Hey, here he comes.

Going in for sports, Marcos?

- Yeah, boxing.
- Very professional.

Nice sports bag. What's inside,
gloves?

- Hey, now that he's got a new
job,

he's getting high and fancy.

You should show us the gloves
and let us have a chance

to warm up too, Marcos.

[men yell over each other]

- Stop screwing around, will
you? Don't act like kids.

[men yell over each other]

Give it here!

Damn it!

[men yell over each other]

[grunts]

- Hey, big shot!

What do you think he's got in
here?

Smells like perfume.

Take the bag.

You aren't one of the gang
anymore.

Well, the next thing you
know, he'll be moving

into one of those ultra fancy
high rises.

Get lost.

[factory horn blares]
[men chatter]

[switches click]

[machine whirs and buzzes]

- I don't want you getting
off on the wrong foot,

'cause the last guy that had
this job

was fired for stealing meat,
understand?

[melancholy acoustic music]
[crickets chirp]

[chair creaks]

[alcohol splashes]

[glass shatters]

[chair creaks]

[chair creaks]

[pinball machine clacks and
dings]

- Marcos, soup's on the table.

[lively acoustic music
in foreign language]

- [Man] Hey, Ernie. Another
beer.

- Tell me how you like it. It's
not the same soup as always.

It's one of those from your
factory.

Flory, like mother used to make.

[spoon clinks]

You don't like it, Marcos?
- But what's wrong with it?

[sniffs]

It can't be that bad. I had some
myself.

- You look sick. Aren't you
feeling well?

- I'm going. Not hungry.

- But sit down and have
something else.

I'll fix you a T-bone. Red
meat, that's what you need.

- Tomorrow, if I feel good.

- You should go to your
house and lie down.

[footsteps shuffle]

[Marcos retches]

[Marcos retches]

[dark orchestral music]

- Is something wrong, Marcos?

- Something I ate. I feel bad.

- Can I get you something? An
aspirin?

- No, thanks. I'm okay.

I'll be all right.

- As you wish.

[church bell tolls]

- I'll see you later.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to confession.

- To church?

But you haven't been there,
Rosa,

since your first communion.

- Well, today I want to.

It's eight years today since
mother died.

See ya.

- Hey! Without a veil?

- I don't need it. I'll
use my handkerchief.

- Well, come back right after
the service,

because I don't want to be left
alone

and do all the cooking here.

[aerosol sprays]
[knocks]

- Who is it?

- Open up. It's me, Rosa.

[children yell over each other]

[lock clicks]

How are you, Marcos? Feel all
right?

- Better. Better, thanks.

- I'm so glad.

I was passing by and I
thought if you weren't better,

then someone would have to look
after you.

- No, no. I'm all right now.

- May I come in? It'd be
nice to see your house.

- [Marcos] Yeah, if you like.
Come on in.

[children yell over each other]

[door closes]

- I wondered how a man keeps
house when he lives alone.

Have you had your breakfast?

- No.

I just this minute got up.

- Well, then just lie down again

and I'll prepare something to
eat for you.

I brought a sweet roll.

What smells in here?

- What? Smells?

Garbage. I forgot to
take it out last night.

Is there a kitchen?

- Back there, but don't bother.

- You just lie down on the sofa
there.

- I'm okay. I feel much better
now.

- [chuckles] You just relax.

I'll prepare everything
and you'll enjoy it.

Let me, please.

That garbage smell seems
to come from in there.

Most people don't sleep
with their garbage.

They keep it in the kitchen.

[children yell over each other]

[plate clinks]

Your breakfast is served,
m'lord.

- Thanks, Rosa. That was very
nice.

- No.

Don't you get up.

It's better the way you are.

[plate clinks]

Don't you want the sweet roll?

- Later. I'll get it.

[Rosa moans]

[children yell over each other]

- [Child] Don't let him get it!

- I can come over every day now

and help you to straighten up
around here.

A house always needs a woman.

And right now, I'm gonna
clean up that room.

The odor from there is too much.

- No, don't do a thing.

We hardly ever use that
room and it's not aired.

I'd rather you didn't go in.

- No, no, no, no, no.

I insist that you let me clean
it.

I wanna clean that room
and give it a good airing.

You need fresh air to feel
better.

- But don't you see?

I don't want you going in there.

- [chuckles] All right, then you
do it.

I don't mind.

- Please, excuse me.

I don't want you to suspect that
I could-

- What do you mean?

[insects buzz]

Suspect?

[insects buzz]

Better get going. Ernie's
waiting for me.

[chuckles]

I've been here for more than an
hour.

I don't know what to
explain to Ernie, Marcos.

And there's so much work to do
at the bar, being a busy day.

Well, sure. You know what I
mean?

- I don't want you to go, Rosa.

I know it doesn't smell good in
here.

But look, this will get rid of
the smell.

Only I clean up that room,
understand?

I'm glad you took the trouble
to bring me that pastry.

Never had anyone so nice to me.

And maybe perhaps we'll do it
again.

I've been thinking,

we should see each other more
often, Rosa.

- Tomorrow.

Yes, tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I'll clean up the
whole house for you, and uh,

I'll wear my best dress for you,
and,

I should get going to work.

Tomorrow I come back and...

- Yeah, Rosa. Sure.

You see? You see?

It's gone away. [sniffs]

It smells a little, but
much better than before.

Tomorrow, I'll buy a lot more of
this.

It's not expensive, you know?

And it smells good. Don't
you recognize the smell?

It's like pine trees. Pine
trees.

Don't be so worried,

maybe pretend my house
is all right and clean.

Maybe we could try to be
friends, and maybe you could be

my woman, permanently, huh?

But you should be able to
have trust and faith in me.

Trust and faith. It's true, I
mean it.

You believe that?

There's no smell.

Why?

Why?

- Yes, yes. I believe you.

I better be going, Marcos.

Promise not to tell anybody.

I swear by the Holy Mother.

- Why did you have to come here
and spoil everything, Rosa?

Why?
- Marcos.

Marcos!

[melancholy orchestral music]

[thuds]
[groans]

[children yell]

[groans]

[thuds]

[ball thuds]
[children yell]

[thud]

[children yell over each other]

[insects buzz]
[muffled children yell]

[door creaks]

[melancholy guitar music]
[door creaks]

[door creaks]
[chair creaks]

[door creaks]

[door slams]

[lock clicks]

[lively percussive music]

[distant chatter]

- [Woman] What can I do for it?

- [Man] The best thing is
to call a veterinarian.

[lively jazz fusion music]

- [Woman] Is there one nearby?

[lively jazz fusion music]

[dogs bark]

- [Marcos] Get away! Get out of
here!

Move! Go on!
[dogs bark]

[dog pants]

[lock clicks]

[door slams]
[dog pants]

[dog barks]

[door opens]

[retches]

[breathes heavily]

[dogs whines]

[distant dogs bark]

[dogs bark]

[crickets chirp]

[footsteps approach]

- [Nestor] How are you, Marcos?

- Can't say.

- You seem to be lonely.

- I am lonely.

- But today more than before.

And alone on the porch.

- It's too hot in there.

- Well, come then, to my place.

- Your place.

- Why not?

We can fix ourselves a drink,
chat.

Be bored together.

[dogs barks]

I locked the dog out.
This way, we can talk.

Sometimes, they're too
much. You know what I mean?

Oh, we need ice. Come
with me to the kitchen.

- [Marcos] Mm.

- My mother didn't want
to leave me alone here.

She was afraid I'd have
parties and get into trouble.

[chuckles] What she doesn't
know.

Ouch!

- What happened?
- I cut myself.

It's not the first time
with these damn things.

- Don't do it that way.
It's better with cold water.

It'll soon be okay.

[water splashes]

- I know a lot of people who
get ill when they see blood.

You're not the same way about
blood.

- [chuckles] No.

It doesn't bother me in the
least.

[ice cube clinks]

- Do you want soda?

- Yeah, sure.

[soda dispenser hisses]

[buttons click]

[spectators on TV cheer]

- [Announcer] A strong right
from Smith stuns McNally.

- Do you like boxing?

- Yeah, sometimes.

- [Announcer] McNally's
coming with a good left lead.

Smith is down.

Two.

Three.

Four.

Five.

Six.

Seven.

And Smith is up at the count of
eight.

- A beautiful view from here.

They're very good glasses.

They can pick out anything.

- [Announcer] McNally
comes in for the kill.

Smith is fighting for survival.

- Look here. I'm looking
in your house now.

The small window filled with
flowers.

You left your lights on.

You know what?

Marcos, you can see very
clear into your living room.

Look.

Turn both dials until it's into
focus.

- [Announcer] Smith is
also getting the salts.

The crowd here tonight

is getting its money's
worth from this one.

Smith was a slight favorite
for tonight's bout.

But I would that it's
pretty even up till now.

- You can see perfectly.

[whistle blows]

- [Announcer] There's
the 10 second warning.

Both boys are standing in their
corners.

None too worse after that last
round.

[bell dings]

And here we go for round five.

[Marcos chuckles]

- Have you made much
use of those binoculars?

- Sure.

I've seen a lot out there.

- [Announcer] Mixing it up.

Smith leads with the lead
followed by a right cross.

McNally is countering
nice with his left lead.

Now Smith is picking up his
tempo.

- You should bury them.

Everything.

You can't get away with it.

[glass shatters]

What're you doing?

- [Announcer] I doubt you can
hear me over the crowd noise,

but Smith and McNally aren't
showing signs of letting up.

Smith stuns McNally with
another follow punch.

A strong right from Smith
stuns McNally again.

McNally counters with his left
lead.

[glass shatters]
[Marcos sobs]

The two going at it, here in
round five.

We've got 30 seconds to go.

This is the best round so far.
[Marcos sobs]

[button clicks]

- Come on.

[ice cube clinks]

You need a drink.

And don't break it.

- Did I scare you very much?
- A little.

A guy doesn't try to cut
your throat every day.

[glass crunches]

- But you weren't even afraid.

And fear you can notice.

It's something you can see.

And even smell.

But you.

You showed no fear.

- Why should I fear you?

I haven't forced you with any
pressures.

Or perhaps, I didn't believe

that you would really try to
kill me.

What's more likely is I
didn't care if I did die.

Your work in the slaughter
house is necessary,

for people like me.

We like to eat the meat,
but not prepare it.

But you should not relate this
to humans.

- This is good whiskey. Very
good.

I find it helps a lot, Nestor.

Thanks for inviting me.

What did you see through those
binoculars?

And what do you know about me?

- Everything.

You're alone, and you're sad,

and you need some help,
and I want to help you.

- Why?

- Why?

Let's say it's your situation.

- It's a surprise.

I've been without any
help for so long now.

- Really?
- Really.

- Well, I'm going to help you,
okay?

It's up to you.

- Yeah.

Yeah, thank you.

- [Nestor] You must leave
that hell you're in.

But whatever decision
you make, I'm with you.

- I know what to do now.

- I'm sure you do.

- I guess I'll be going.

There isn't any reason
for any more explanations.

I know what to do now, Nestor.

Well, I guess I won't be seeing
you.

Keep well.

Bye.

[glass clinks]

[rotary dial clicks]

Police.

I have killed six persons.

I'll wait for you at my house.

[sighs]

Have you got a pencil?

I'll give you the address.

[brooding orchestral music]

[bright orchestral music]

[peaceful jingle]