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JUNE 22ND, 1982

See you in hell, Ar�stegui.

Open it! Open it!

WITCH WAYS

Gironza, I know you were like brothers.

May the bastards who did this rot in hell.

-My condolences. -Thank you.

-My condolences. -Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I'm your father now, you know that.

Who are you?

What do you want?

Don't be afraid, Miguel Gironza. We just want to help you.

To pick the clover, the clover, the clover...

To pick the clover on St. John's Night...

You shall have all you desire.

What's the catch?

No-one will ever love you.

And in exchange?

When you see a black cat again

with a full moon on its brow,

then you will know.

What do I have to fear?

The one closest to you.

�ngel?

What?

Nothing.

20 YEARS LATER

JUNE 22ND, 2002

Hey, did you see the first half?

The what?

The Cup Final. What world do you live in?

The score?

Zero. Come with me.

I've a job at Club Marcha, then we'll have a drink, okay?

Follow me.

God!

Get this shit out of here.

-Very well, �ngel. -Hang on!

Look at that scratch!

Fucking hell.

I'll move it.

Hey.

-You've no right to do that. -Why not?

Why don't I have the right?

Forget the door and come watch the game.

Thanks for watching my bike.

All doormen are a pack of shitheads.

Follow me. We'll go for a drink, okay?

The time is midnight.

It is now June 23rd and only 24 hours remain

until St. John's Night, night of bonfires, desires,

and of witches.

You write three wishes on bits of paper, fold them,

and burn them at night.

If they burn completely, your wishes come true.

Morning, suckers.

How are you doing?

Relax, girls, I'm here now.

-Hello. -How are you?

-What's up, Natalia? -Hello.

Are you going to write them down?

What?

What are your three wishes?

I don't know.

-Hey, give me the address. -Go fuck yourself.

That's what I'm writing.

Thank you.

Hey.

-What does your bike cost? -What are you on?

You can't get a hog like mine working here.

I've got things going. This is a hobby.

Look, if anything happens to me,

you can use it, okay? Girls?

Anything happens to me, he can use it. See you.

You could use the helmet I gave you

instead of that piece of crap.

See you later.

What?

Where did you come from?

You fall out of the van?

He was cut off.

I saw them go for him.

Get him to the ambulance.

Relax.

Stay still.

Don't move.

-How is my friend? -Don't worry.

He's young and fit. He'll recover.

-Are you hypoglycemic? -Hypo-what?

Have a check-up. It could be your heart.

I had a murmur as a kid.

Here.

Take one if you're dizzy or short of breath, okay?

And no alcohol.

And make sure it's full.

Here's your cat.

You didn't think we forgot him?

-No... -Here.

The bikes are at the depot. Know where that is?

Yes.

No, it's not mine.

Oh, sure. Here's the address.

They send animals by courier now?

Cute, isn't he?

CITY VEHICLE DEPOSIT

All right then...

the bike from Lucky Star Couriers.

Cats give me creeps.

There are hundreds here.

When they smell me,

well, they're not stupid.

Leave it there.

Leave it there.

Come on, you beast. Attack!

If you turned up here, you'd get if from me.

Fucking cat!

Look what the fag did to me!

If I catch something, I've got your ID.

Sign here and hit the road.

-Not that bike... -I said sign here!

And leave the cat. I'll fix him.

Let's see...

Hey,...

the number doesn't match. Hey you!

Wait up, you bastard!

Fuck!

Shall we play?

Let's see if you bring me luck.

120 euros.

120 euros!

We hit the jackpot!

Fucking brilliant!

Cool house.

Don't whine. It must have loads of mice.

What are you looking at?

I don't know.

Is that your bike?

Yes.

I love bikes.

You're a courier?

Yes. Well, it's a hobby.

I've got other things.

What a coincidence.

Would you do me a big favor?

Do want to take a ride?

No.

Another day, okay?

I have to send an urgent letter.

Do you know Los Madro�os?

Yes. Yes.

Mr. Miguel Gironza.

Please, you have to put it

into his hand.

-I'm Mar�a. And you? -Seraf�n.

What do I owe?

No, nothing.

Well, a ride on my bike.

-You said "another day". -Don't forget.

Give it to him personally, only to him.

It's vital he doesn't know who sent it.

Promise?

Will we see each other?

Sure. You owe me a ride, right?

Ciao!

See? I'm having a crazy day.

Mama!

He's here. Our boy's here.

We're so happy he's home.

Come on, this young man will think

we're soft in the head.

What's this fussing about? Get them out of here.

Come on.

Okay, let's have breakfast again.

-Today's a holiday. -Your boy.

Come on!

Come in, son. Don't be scared.

Perhaps our living room is a bit gloomy for you.

No, no, I can't.

I've got to go.

A friend had an accident.

Don't worry.

He'll be back on his bike in no time.

I suppose so.

One must be optimistic.

-Beautiful painting. -It's the real thing.

What real thing?

Look closely.

Really?

What people believe, what they call the truth,

comes down to very little:

Something that the few say

to be heard by the many.

Fancy a drink?

No, thank you. I can't drink.

Come now.

It's just some delightful herbs.

You'll like it.

Go with the flow, son.

Go with the flow.

It's the cat.

I swear he brought me luck.

We almost always look for external causes

for what we ourselves bring about.

Bring about? What?

Two girls kissing me? The jackpot?

And at the city depot?

That guy was a bastard,

a cat killer.

Weird things have happened to me today.

Did you want it?

Well...

I didn't want David to get all banged up.

But you wanted his bike.

What else do you want?

If you're asking, a trip to the Caribbean.

And lot's of cash to spend.

That's all?

That's all.

You're a riot, old lady.

-Nothing else? -I don't know.

Tell me.

I'm hopeless.

And...

I'm embarrassed to say it, but...

I'm still a virgin.

Take note, that's another wish.

Today all your wishes will come true.

But watch they don't do you harm.

Hello, suckers!

Hello.

-You look terrific. -Asshole!

Try it again.

See? If you want it, you get it.

Damn it!

You drive me crazy.

We almost always look for

external causes

for what we ourselves bring about.

Hey, Seraf�n.

We have to see David in hospital. Want to have lunch?

Write it on a piece of paper

and make sure all of it burns.

Hello.

Alpes Street, number 4. Mr. Miguel Gironza.

At the top. Don't you know who Miguel Gironza is?

Stay!

-Are you Miguel Gironza? -Me?

I have to hand it to him.

Impossible.

I must give it to him personally.

Do you know what you're saying?

Are going to stay there?

-How many people live here? -Are you the census man?

No, it's just, the world isn't a fair place.

Lord, not long to go now!

Hello.

A courier with a letter for you.

A personal delivery. Sorry, there was no other way.

This has no sender.

Who is it from?

I don't know.

You look like a moron.

Why'd you bring him here, Boni?

Drop dead, asshole.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean it. These help me.

Oxygen.

Get out!

You, come here!

Sure you don't know who it's from?

I want to know!

Not long to go now...

Lucky he's okay. Since this morning

all my wishes come true. It's creepy.

Don't stare. I'm not mad.

Hey...

Is that really his wife? No bullshit?

He will find out who sent it

and you don't know he's capable of.

Do you know or not?

Shit, the pools!

I almost forgot.

Today's my lucky day.

-At least I'll get a refund. -Whatever. Just be careful.

What are you looking at?

He brought a letter for Miguel.

Put it in the shade.

STATE LOTTERY

Hold on! Hold on!

You're in a rush.

It's not 2 o'clock yet.

Take it easy, I only want what's mine.

A refund, at least.

-Anything wrong? -No, no.

The refund's for sure, but as it's my lucky day...

Are you going to check it?

Of course.

3,000 euros.

-3,000 euros! -Is it okay?

Okay? It's 3,000 euros! It's wild!

Go on, I have to close.

-Let's celebrate. -Another day. Please go.

No, wait! Give me one for today, Thursday.

It'll take a second. The same numbers, one to six.

3,000 euros! This is great!

The first six numbers?

Wait a second. If we add seven

-and eight, how much? -25 euros, 20 cents.

Fine. Did I say it was my lucky day?

One, two and up to eight?

All in a row.

They'll win tonight.

Is that right?

Well, see you later.

You'll be giving me a load more.

Look. It can't fail.

And remember...

we have to celebrate.

Yes?

Hey, nobody told me it was a holiday.

We were going to see David in hospital.

-Don't you remember, Seraf�n? -Yes, I do.

6 P.M. in Caf� Central.

-Hear me? -Yes, I'm on my way.

One herb tea.

I'm sorry but...

I might change it to whisky.

Herb tea at this hour... Do you mind?

Somebody will order one.

Well, it's all ready.

You choose, but give me a good one.

Today's my lucky day.

Go on, don't be shy.

Got a cigarette?

I'm joking.

Hey there, biker.

I promised.

Did you think about me?

Let's go.

Look out, asshole!

The butler or whatever told me

you were married to that guy. Is it true?

It's like you go with the flow. I imagine you, and there you are.

It's destiny.

It's written.

Would you go to the Caribbean with me?

It's my dream.

To get out of here.

Sorry, I was miles away.

That ambulance.

I don't like ambulances.

Right.

What's happened?

Who knows?

Come here.

You've been on my mind since this morning.

Don't be impatient.

Relax.

Gently.

I'm not going to vanish.

Jesus.

How embarrassing.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Off my bike, I only make a fool of myself.

What'll you do in the Caribbean all alone with no bike?

You must have a girlfriend.

Tell me the truth.

Maybe you'll convince me to go with you.

Would you really?

Nothing I'd like better, but I can't.

-Why not? -I have a husband.

For just one week.

Do you think? I don't know.

I'd love to, but it's impossible.

Listen, the impossible is my specialty.

In normal life, I'm a mess.

Would you go tomorrow?

With you? Right now.

But I'm paying, or no deal.

Make the booking and give me your address.

-Are you serious? -Of course.

I'll send word tonight.

Brilliant!

Take it easy.

Besides,

we have the whole Caribbean ahead of us.

Give me your address.

Get the tickets, okay?

I'll call you.

I love you.

You didn't take my number!

I'm meeting Sara, but she's not here.

-Hello. -Hello.

Natalia!

I didn't know you smoked. You just get here?

The Caribbean, 8 days, 7 nights.

It's the dog's bollocks!

She's really hooked on me.

You've got to meet her.

-Bollocks. -What did you say?

Sure, the dog's bollocks.

All my wishes come true today. The old lady said so.

Now the lottery. I just have to want it.

Here. I'm staying here,

in the office.

Natalia!

Natalia!

LUCKY STAR COURIERS

Natalia!

Natalia!

Natalia!

Natalia!

Natalia!

Open up, please.

Excuse me.

I didn't mean to scare you.

Don't your wishes come true? The door won't even open.

I've got a job for you.

In Los Madro�os there is a private cemetery.

Yes, I passed it.

Take the second turn on the right.

At the end there's a roundabout. Write it down.

Did Mar�a send you?

At 11.45 p.m. an employee will give you a briefcase.

Use those clothes and your bike. Got that?

Great! I know what it's about. Thanks a lot.

11.45 p.m., remember it.

Hey.

Can you give Mar�a a message?

I've done my job.

I've only hours left, lad.

Not long to go. Not long.

Hello.

Hello.

We have to celebrate, remember?

Oh, it's you.

How do you know where I live?

I waited in that bar.

Your office girls gave me your address.

That's a nice bike.

Yes, well...

Listen, I have to work tonight.

Maybe we can celebrate another time.

Don't you want to fuck me?

How's your lucky day going?

Just wait for the lottery.

Relax, it hasn't started yet.

Fuck! You look gorgeous!

Just a moment.

Is that you in the photo?

Yes,

-but I was little then. -Shall we toast?

Take this one.

This has lipstick on it. You took so long...

Relax. You're very tense.

...have a good summer, happy St. John's Night.

Here.

THE POOLS

Five.

You like that?

Drink, it'll do you good.

Number five.

Two.

Number two.

Eight.

Number eight.

That was cool, huh?

What's up, man? You're pale.

Here.

Here.

Fucking drink it!

What's wrong, man?

Don't frighten me.

I just wanted you to sleep.

Come on!

Wake up! Wake up!

The water's rusty and I'm sweating.

What day is it? I don't even know that.

Did you hear me? We could see each other

somewhere decent for a change. Looks like a brothel.

The 22nd. St. John's is the 24th. Today's Wednesday.

It's Cup Final day.

5 minutes left in the first half. Still zero-zero.

You offended that I called this pigsty a brothel?

This hotel is still my home.

How romantic.

It's funny, for someone who lives in a huge mansion.

Or do you miss the old days?

You set yourself up very well.

A pretty, ambitious young model,

ready to do anything to get out of a hole.

I lived in this room for five years.

That's why I come back.

To remind me to put up with all of it,

or I'll be back here. All of it!

Mar�a, I think we have to...

cool it for a while.

-You creep! -Will you stop shouting?

You're hysterical. Drink and fuck,

drink and fuck...

That all you think about?

I've got responsibilities and the old man on my case,

watching everything.

I don't just think about your pussy.

You're crazy.

Please...

Please don't leave me. You're all I have.

Help me get away from that bastard.

Don't start again!

Get me out of Madrid,

take me away, the further the better.

That would kill him.

I been waiting years for that.

Miguel's like my father.

Keep going and you'll end up back here.

Son of a bitch!

Where are you going?

I don't like people seeing us leaving together.

I'm sick of this.

I'll tell Miguel, you hear me?

Let him die, or kill us. You don't think I will?

I swear.

You don't know Mar�a.

God!

-Get that shit out of here. -What's wrong, �ngel?

Look at that scratch. Fuck me.

Hang on!

-What's up, Mat�as? -Pretty quiet,

-with the football on. -No problem then.

That guy's wasted and looking for trouble.

-Give him our special champagne. -Good idea.

-Got a cigarette? -Yes, here.

-Where's Roseta? -Over at the bar.

Give me time for a shower and tell her I want a word.

Sure, and Rafael is around,

the guy from the pools shop.

-What's he want? -In on the next poker game.

He asked for 1,000 euros, to get even.

Asshole.

Give it to him. His debt with Miguel is due tomorrow,

and he knows that's serious. He'll lose his shop and his house.

Fuck him.

Excuse me. �ngel.

Can I have a word?

Talk to the manager.

Thank you, �ngel.

Today's my lucky day. At least

-I'll get a refund. -Whatever. Just be careful.

What are you looking at?

-He brought a letter for Miguel. -Put it in the shade.

�ngel. Come here.

Good morning. Not going to say hello?

What? Your husband's waiting.

He's watching.

Put some on me.

He'll think you're angry at me,

or hiding something.

Turn round and stop showing off your tits.

Will you say we're like brother and sister again?

Or am I your stepmother?

Get away from me.

I'll bet he's getting hot.

You're a total bitch.

Be careful.

He can read lips.

You be careful.

Of what, darling?

Of the sun.

How are your bones? The blood pressure?

I have the accounts.

Put them on the table.

My whole body hurts.

The new public relations girl,

Roseta...

You wouldn't believe how cute she is.

You know what Mar�a means to me?

Mar�a?

I guess. She's your wife, right?

What's this?

"Your wife is cheating. A friend."

Where'd this crap come from?

You know nothing?

Don't even joke. You're like a father to me.

What's that got to do with it?

What, because I put cream on her back?

What do you mean?

You were watching. I saw you.

Miguel...

Mar�a's like a sister. She's your wife, that's it.

I get all the chicks I want.

You don't think I'd tell you if I knew?

Even if it hurt me?

-The courier firm knows nothing. -How can they know nothing?

Some asshole made this up to fuck with your life.

Doesn't Rafael owe you a packet and it's due tonight?

Him or someone like him.

Someone loser wanting to blackmail you

by threatening to go to the press.

And if they have proof?

They don't need it. Rumor is enough,

doctored photos. Happens all the time.

Let me take care of it.

Okay?

MOURNING FOR RAM�N AR�STEGUI

My father's burial.

That day changed both our lives.

You haven't changed.

Yes?

I'm on my feet in this.

Let's leave it where it was,

in a safe place.

It's like a contract between us, right?

Yes.

Don't ruin the club with these girls.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Did you send this letter?

What letter?

Stop playing with me.

Meet me at 6 p.m. at the hotel. The sun makes me horny.

I want to talk to you, seriously.

He suspects me. Give me a cigarette.

Here.

In three days he'll know I shagged Mar�a.

I want you to send

two bottles of our special champagne

to room 113, Hotel Cabiria.

Send some respectable looking guy there at 6 p.m.

-It won't be easy. -Send the guy at the door.

The champagne will have knocked her out by then.

So Miguel catches them in the act.

No, saying their Hail Marys.

It's dirty trick on the guy.

Would you rather it was you? Fuck him.

Give him some running money.

-Don't say "I told you so". -I didn't say anything.

The old man's trust is my fortune. It's my skin

and so it's yours too.

How did you find out?

I got an anonymous letter too.

Why didn't you tell me?

I thought you'd get upset over some cheap trick.

Next time don't think.

I'll do the thinking.

Why send a letter to you about my wife?

Some fucker wants us to be enemies.

Someone like Rafael. Lots of people are scared of you.

The letter gave the time and place as well?

I'm asking you, �ngel.

Yes, in full detail.

What were you going to do?

I was confused. I wanted to check it out, talk to her.

-I don't know. -Why the change of heart?

In the end you'd find out.

You better believe it.

�ngel, if Mar�a wasn't my wife,

would you shag her?

You're incredible, you really are.

-Still on about that? -I'm asking you a question.

Would you shag her?

I don't know. It's an absurd question.

It's a while until six.

There, near the ambulances.

See the hotel sign?

The letter says that's the place.

You know what's going on?

Nothing's going on.

Look out, asshole!

That guy?

That car almost got us, huh?

The courier who brought the letter this morning.

That butler or whatever told me you were

married to that guy. Is it true?

Swear you didn't set this up.

I swear on my life.

I'm going to get that fucker.

This is crazy, Miguel.

That bitch is mine, �ngel. Mine!

Take me home.

-At last! -Sorry, darling. I couldn't go.

You went to the hotel? You don't say.

It didn't work, did it? Are you alone?

Of course I am. I can't explain on the phone.

Where are you? Your mobile was off.

You'll have time to explain. Don't worry.

We're going on a trip. I've sent for tickets.

I'll tell Miguel who I really had a date with,

and you'll tell me what two bottles of

your "champagne" were doing in the hotel.

What do you mean? What are you saying?

Mar�a, please do not talk to anyone.

First listen to me. Where are you?

Mar�a! Can you hear me?

Mar�a! Fuck you!

Miguel!

You, slut. Get out.

-I told you to go. -I'm going,

I'm going.

I won't say it again. Get out!

What's up?

You had a game on, huh?

I bet you fleeced some sucker.

Some are pretty tough.

You play with tough guys, huh?

What do you call tough guys?

You got the balls?

You're crazy, Miguel.

What's this search all about?

You think I don't know you tape everything here?

I taught you everything, you fool!

Did you bring Mar�a here?

-Did you do it here? -You can't treat me like this.

I owe you everything,

but you can't treat me like this.

I'll treat you how the fuck I like.

Can I trust you?

I've been with you 20 years.

-Have I ever let you down? -You tell me.

I advise you not to do so tonight.

The courier will collect a briefcase at the cemetery.

Get rid of him.

Me?

Yes, you!

The guard takes down all the number plates.

-lf the courier doesn't leave... -You'll be the courier.

You've no choice.

You need money to skip town.

There's a million euros in the briefcase.

Your father died 20 years ago today.

Know what that means?

The murderer can shout it from the rooftops.

The crime is erased, it doesn't exist.

Justice can't do a thing.

I can.

Would you kill him?

I've dreamt of it for years.

With the money is the identity of your father's murder.

Have some balls.

Kill him and take the money.

You know who it is?

Since when?

Try not to blow it.

Let's go, Boni.

-What will you do? -Relax. Hide when I tell you.

I'll pay you tomorrow, I swear.

7 minutes into the second half and still no score.

Tomorrow's the 23rd.

You've been saying that all this month.

Look, this makes it 6,000 euros.

-Careful, they'll see us. -Watch your fingers.

I'm going through a bad patch.

-I'll pay it all tomorrow. -I'll come at 2 p.m. tomorrow,

cash in a pools ticket,

and I'll get 6,000 euros, okay?

6,000.

Okay.

Don't you guys think of anything except football?

Sure. When do you get off?

Another comedian.

Excuse me, �ngel.

Can I have a word?

Talk to the manager.

Thanks, �ngel.

Our special champagne,

you know, on the house.

Fine.

Mat�as, please.

I've had a bad run, but with 1,000 euros...

You and poker are unrequited lovers.

Yes.

The boss said it was okay.

Roseta, �ngel wants a word with you in a minute.

It's Rafael.

I need you to do a job.

The Lucky Star courier,

David,

with the red bike.

Bikes are dangerous. I want him gone.

When are you going to face reality?

Are you listening, Dad?

You have to pay Gironza tomorrow.

The time is midnight.

We'll be out on the street.

It is now June 23rd and only 24 hours remain

until St. John's Night, night of bonfires, desires,

and of witches.

I swear, Dad, I can't take any more.

You can't go on like this.

Get out of here.

Hurry up!

You hear? The ticket.

Go and close up.

I told you to go!

1,80. Take it and go.

-Get out! -Relax, man.

You're in a rush.

I just want what's mine. At least...

I have a refund.

The envelope!

Give it to him and let him go. I'm not here.

-Are you going to check it? -Of course.

3,000 euros.

3,000 euros!

What did you do? What did we say last night?

He's here, in my shop.

You're seeing things.

The guy with the red bike, from Lucky Star.

What? Hold on.

One, two, and up to eight.

You got rid of him? I looking right at him!

See? It can't fail.

And remember, we have to celebrate.

Jesus!

It's not David. We have to get that money back!

I'm sick of beating whitey, here.

Check to see your winnings aren't counterfeit, dickhead.

You lost another 1,000.

You already owe a bundle. No more loans.

I'll give it all back in a few days.

Days.

You've got four hours to pay Gironza,

or you're ruined. Crying won't work with him.

Mat�as, see the man out.

Let's go.

Come on, cheer up.

With chance, things usually turn out bad.

Not a decent card all night. Not one!

Gambling is nuts. Look at today's lottery.

It's incredible.

Out of 49 numbers, the highest is 8.

1, 2, 3, 5, 7,...

and 8. Do you believe it?

What are you saying?

I wrote it down.

1, 2, 3, 5, 7 and 8.

Fuck!

What's got into him?

He's dead.

You're getting that coupon.

Jesus! The first eight numbers.

You're incredible! Didn't you realize?

You didn't mistake the doorway?

No, that's it.

But I'm not going up.

I killed him, Dad.

I killed him.

Listen...

Are you sure he lives alone? Did he show you the coupon?

Did you see it? Answer me!

It's in his helmet!

Dead, huh?

It can't be.

I swear, Dad, he was dead and naked on the floor.

I touched him.

You don't know Mar�a.

-Bye! -Please, please...

Tomorrow, the 23rd, is my parents' golden anniversary.

They're coming from Ja�n to celebrate it.

Congratulations. And?

Their wedding night was in your room.

They'd be so happy.

The room next door, 114, is very similar

and since you're like family, if you'd be so kind...

Sure. I left the key in the door.

I'm very grateful. My folks will be thrilled.

It is now 9.45 p.m. on this lovely evening

of June 22nd. 30 minutes game time left

and it's still a draw.

Mar�a!

Mar�a!

Mar�a!

Open up, you hear me?

It is now midnight It is June 23rd

and only 24 hours remain until St. John's Night,

night of bonfires, desires, and of witches.

Are you ready to kill him?

Me?

I couldn't do it.

You want him dead, you said so.

You did a tougher thing when you were a girl.

Remember?

In a bath in a dingy hotel, with open veins.

It's where we met you.

Remember how she was, Dad?

Skin and bone.

In the ambulance, they all thought you'd die.

We made a deal. We kept it.

No going back now.

It seems so easy...

Death.

We promised

we'd fulfill all your desires.

And this is what I wanted?

A rich husband. You'll never be poor.

Only you decided.

We merely answered your pleas.

We connected the wheels, that's all.

You decide whether or not they move.

Miguel Gironza isn't human.

I'll have nowhere to run from him, if I fail.

Are you sure it's what you want?

I'd rather die than go on with him.

I'm afraid of...

backing out at the last moment.

He'd kill me.

Give him this envelope and there is no going back.

Get it to him as soon as possible.

What will become of me?

Fortune is with you today. It depends on you

if you find it or not.

Go on. It might be already at the door.

What's in the package, Mom?

Relax, Dad. The wheels are in motion.

What are you looking at?

It's not up to us now.

We just have to wait.

-Is that your bike? -Yes.

-You're a courier? -Yes, well...

it's a hobby.

Here, you must always keep these close by.

Okay, thank you.

I'd like to get in the pool with you.

Who's stopping you?

Your blood pressure's like a child's.

That's the only thing.

And I can't even warm you up.

Can't I get you excited?

Afraid of snuffing it if you get horny?

Heparina. Give me your belly.

Would seeing me with another excite you? Did that hurt?

Maybe then you'd react.

Sorry, if you touch me I can't concentrate.

I'm not made of stone.

-lf you could only stand up... -Coming up later?

What for?

If you're thinking of doing it with another, kill me first.

Otherwise, you'll regret being born.

-Get Boni to do your tubes. -Till death do us part.

Don't ever forget that.

If you have a turn, it's the red bottle.

Don't make a mistake.

-Not long to go now... -Hello.

Could you take our photo, please?

You choose, but give me a good one.

Today's my lucky day.

Hey there, biker.

Look out, asshole!

You go up.

-What happened? -It's my parents.

Maybe the champagne in the room had a bad effect.

They're not used to it.

-I hope it's nothing. -Thank you.

Get the tickets, okay?

I'll call you.

I love you.

You didn't take my number!

What a drag!

Good afternoon, ma'am.

-At last! -Sorry, darling. I couldn't go.

You went to the hotel? You don't say.

It didn't work, did it? Are you alone?

Of course I am. I can't explain on the phone.

-You'll have time to explain. -I called...

Don't worry. We're going on a trip.

I've sent for tickets.

I'll tell Miguel who I really had a date with,

and you'll tell me what two bottles of

your "champagne" were doing in the hotel.

First listen to me. Where are you?

Mar�a!

Mar�a, can you hear me?

Mar�a!

Mar�a!

I'll show you, Miguel Gironza.

Look at it! Look at it!

Does it excite you?

You don't like the program?

You're a bastard!

I hate you!

You make me sick! You ruined my life!

Watch out for the Devil.

Leave me alone!

-Who changed the bottle? -Sorry, I don't understand.

Is there another bottle?

Answer!

Is there another one like this?

Now you mention it, the courier had one like it.

I have to find him.

You won't see him again.

Are you going to kill him?

Tell me.

�ngel's involved in this, right?

He and Miguel were spying on me.

Don't interfere. Nothing will happen to �ngel.

The courier will give him a million from the boss to disappear.

Boni!

A million euros? Where? Where?

Get down!

When you leave be sure the guard doesn't recognize you.

-Good evening, sir. -Good evening.

Seraf�n?

You dickhead!

Your lucky day!

PICK UP PACKAGE, SECOND ROUNDABOUT,

INSIDE THE CEMETERY, AT THE END.

Put my jacket on.

Hide your face as you leave.

Go on.

LOS MADRO�OS PRIVATE CEMETERY

We'll wait for him here.

There's no other exit.

Take it to this address.

He has to return this way.

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

You're dead,

Miguel Gironza!

You're dead, you son of a bitch!

Here he comes.

Dad,

you killed him!

�ngel!

Where's the ticket? It's not here.

Didn't you say it was here?

What the hell is this?

I have to go and pay Miguel.

Hide the body, cover it with leaves, dirt, whatever.

Clear everything off the road.

Know how to ride this bike?

Put on this helmet and jacket as a disguise.

Boni!

He must be on the hill.

Now you know who killed your father.

Have some balls for once, asshole.

Boni!

Right here, sir.

We came for the fireworks.

It's time to fulfill our agreement, Miguel Gironza.

Mar�a!

Who are you? Who let you in?

I'm Rafael. I'm here to pay my debt.

Have you got a gun?

In the car.

Run and get it.

I have to kill those old folks and the cat.

Are you all right?

I brought your money.

I know it's after midnight, but it's all here.

You can't get me, you old witch!

You told me yourself:

"Fear the one closest to you".

There he is.

Listen, Miguel,

do you feel all right?

Give me the receipt and I'll go.

See that bike?

It's �ngel. He's coming for me.

But he won't make it.

He'll meet his father first.

What are you saying?

My daughter's on that bike.

Now you're no-one's servant.

That was the pact.

There's something about fire, right, Mom?

The closest one to you has always been

yourself, Gironza.

There's still the most important thing left.

Hey...

I didn't save your life for you to ogle other girls.

If I hadn't gone to your place and called an ambulance...

Quite a party you had going, huh?

You stank of alcohol.

Well,

lucky they didn't pinch the pools ticket.

Lying there, in full view.

-That was my ticket, okay? -The ticket, my dear,

belongs to the carrier.

I should've cashed it in, kept quiet and left you.

Don't get angry, silly.

What are you making?

Baby booties.

Yes, my love. We're going to be parents.

When we get home, you'll meet my parents.

Their greatest wish is a grandchild.

They'd give their lives to be grandparents.

Let me see...

Take a look.

I'm that little girl.

Translation: Lindsay Moxham

Subtitles: LASERFILM