All language subtitles for Os.Fenomenos.2014_eng

Wolf. Wake up.

You're gonna be late on your
first day. Wake up, honey.

I'm not hungry.

Trust me, having a set
schedule is not that bad.

-I'm off.
-OK.

Hey, you!
What's with the fussing?

-What time will you be back?
-Around seven.

OK.

Would you want to
buy a bracelet?

-An ankle bracelet?
-No thanks.

Would you want to
buy a bracelet?

And these.

Twenty for each jacket and
fifty for these two pairs.

I'm not interested in those.

But they're as good as new.

I can give you 90 and that's it.

Good afternoon.

Are you interested
in buying crafts?

Wait a second,
I'll ask my mother.

Mom! A woman wants to sell
some hippie bracelets!

Tell her we don't want anything!

Sorry, we don't sell
this kind of stuff.

Tell her I'd give you
a good price.

-Mom!
-What do you want, José Emilio?

She says she'd give us
a good price.

I said no!
Didn't you hear me?

But she's Dorinda's
daughter. José Antonio's widow.

You're right, it's her!

Hi, Mrs. Carmen.
You remember me.

Of course.

It's just that I wasn't
expecting to see you here.

No, I'm living out of town.

And how's everything going?

Good.

I can see that.
Is the baby yours?

Yes. So you don't want
my bracelets...

Does your mom know
you're here?

Say hello to your family!

Fucking bitch.

-Is this a real offer?
-Up there, at the site office.

What the fuck is it now?

Good morning.
I'm here about the job.

I don't need anyone. Sorry.

But that sign says:
"Job interviews".

No can do.
Sorry, sweetie.

-Now, please, I'm really busy.
-I'll leave the keys here.

OK.

I need a job.

-Is everything alright?
-Everything's fucking great.

I know you.

You went to my high school.

You were a class or two ahead
of me and you sang in a band.

Could you talk about your
little things somewhere else?

Why don't you give her a trial?

-Shit, here we go again.
-Is it too much to ask?

You know it's not possible,
Nina.

She has a baby, Benítez.

Exactly.

You can't be here with the
baby, you understand?

Of course.

Have you ever worked
in this business?

No, but I'm very handy.

I'll give you a 15-day trial.
Come by next Monday.

Thank you.
And thank you.

Let's see if she feels the same

when she sees
what the job entails.

I need you to take care
of your grandson. I got a job.

He behaves himself very well.

And he's not to be blamed
for what I've done.

What about clean clothes,
the diapers?

It's all in here. Also a note
with his feeding schedule...

I know what I have to do!
I raised you, didn't I?

Thanks, Mom.

It's not this poor baby's fault.

His name's Roy.

Roy?
What kind of a name is that?

Couldn't you give him
a proper name?

Yes, Mom.

You must always wear your
helmet, OK?

OK.

We don't get paid to do good
work, but to do it fast.

I hate people who try
to shirk their duties.

I won't do that.

Don't give me that crap. If you
screw up, you're out of here.

-Understood, sweetie?
-Yes.

Don't come crying to me then.
Is that clear?

-Yes.
-Balboa!

Come here!

Morning.

Good morning.

You wanted an extra assistant,
right?

You know I do.
We can't keep up.

Well, no more excuses
for not finishing.

Your assistant is right there.

This is a woman, damn it!

I see you can tell
the difference!

Neneta.

Fucking shit.

The new fella.

The new girl.

Balboa, are you going
to introduce us

to the new girl or what?

Sure. Look, this is the
funniest of them all.

Especially when he smokes
those cigarettes

that make him laugh,
right, Curtis?

He put you
in your place, Curtis!

Shut up!
Mind your own business.

Hello... I'm Josué.

-Neneta.
-Hey, back off!

-You're married!
-Yes, you're married!

Where do I get changed?

Hey, Canicova, she wants to know
where she can get changed.

You know where the women's
changing room is,

you're a sissy.

You're totally retarded!
Shut up, you asshole!

They've just installed
the bidet.

They'll paint the room
pink tomorrow.

The wall in room number three
needs an extension.

Alright. No problem.

Canicova, I'd rather you do it.

Balboa, you're a week behind
with the supporting wall.

It has to be done by Friday.
OK?

What the hell
are you waiting for?

Damn "Cunicova"!

This manager likes
bossing people around.

What do I have to do?

You?

Try not to get in our way.

-Come on, bring us some bricks.
-Where are they?

Where are they?

What a pain in the ass,
for fuck's sake!

Hey, babe!
What are you doing?

Those bricks are not for you!

-I didn't know!
-Well, pay attention, cutie.

Where can I get
our bricks, then?

One second.
I can't do it all at once.

Once I've finished with theirs,
I'll give you yours.

It's about time!

We've been here half an hour
scratching our balls.

I had to wait for the crane guy
to bring down a pallet.

Wait?
We don't get paid to wait!

Do you want me
to bring some more?

-Bring me the trowel.
-The trowel.

Ask Avelino if he has it.

Avelino, could you lend me
the trowel hon?

Curtis has it.

Curtis... Curtis!
I need the trowel.

-The what?
-The trowel.

Crap! Benítez took it. Ask him,
we don't want to lose it.

-Benítez?
-Yeah! Go!

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

-Benítez!
-Yes?

Could you give me
Curtis' trowel back?

-What?
-The trowel.

-The what?
-The trowel!

You're such a hick!
Get to work.

That's what I'm doing!

Are you stupid or what?

Don't you see
they're teasing you?

I warned you, sweetie.

Don't make much of it.
We all have suffered the hazing.

I spent a whole week
looking for that trowel.

Let's go, Curtis.

See you tomorrow, Neneta!

See you tomorrow!

Come in, there's no one here.

OK, then. Hurry up.

Fifty, 100, 150, and 200.

Sweetie!

Sweetie, open up.

Hello! Look!
Come in.

No, it's late.
I have to get up early.

Come in! I have to give you
the baby's stuff!

Come on, honey.
Take this.

Yes, yes, yes. Look.

Come with me.

Everything is still the same.

What did you expect?

I made an omelet,
do you want some?

I'm not hungry.

Where are you staying at?

At a friend's house.

I heard you're living in a van.

Everything comes out
around here.

I know.

Do you need money?

-No, I told you I got a job.
-May I ask what you do?

If I told you,
you'd be mad at me.

How could I be mad at you?

Yes, Mom, you'd be mad!
And I'm really tired!

You're not gonna tell me?

I'm a bricklayer's assistant!
There!

Good heavens!
But that's a job for a man!

How could I not be mad, honey?

That's what I found.
The pay is good.

Your dad and I
killed ourselves

to give you an education
for this?

I'll bring the baby
at eight o'clock, OK?

-Honey...
-Bye, Mom.

Do you know what would be
ridiculous for a boxer?

To throw himself over a cliff
and dodge the blow.

-Come on, Neneta, move!
-Come on! Faster!

And for a bricklayer?

-To have a brick head daughter.
-That one was good!

And what's the most
ridiculous thing?

That's you!
If you had studied...

The most ridiculous thing
would be to kill yourself

with a safety pin!

And the smallest
most ridiculous thing?

-A thingy!
-Folks! Go shake the corn!

-Move, damn it!
-Go shake the corn, all of you!

-Wilson, João! Here!
-Come on! Let's go!

-Come on!
-Hurry up!

Josué! Where the hell are you going?

You're Spanish! Stay here!

Come on, go!

Neneta! You don't have a contract.

What are you doing?
Go shake the corn!

He's telling you to run!

Run, damn it! Run!

Come on!

Hurry up, come on!

Bend down, madam!

What are we doing here?

Waiting until they whistle.

What country are you from?

Me? I'm from here!

She's the first Spanish worker
I've seen shaking the corn.

-I'm on a 15-day trial.
-Well...

I've been on a 15-day trial
for two years now.

And him, for three years now.

I'm not with him anymore.

I don't care anymore.

Hey, what's that story
about a reclassification

of the soccer field?

-How are the guys treating you?
-Good.

This is like high school.

You need to win respect
so they don't pick on you.

That's what I'm trying to do.

Get them a round of shots
and put it on my account.

Tell them it's on her.

Liquor is their weak spot,
you'll see.

This round's on the girl.

One tapa.

Coffee and a grilled meat tapa.
Glamorous!

Hey, you look great today.
That hairdo looks nice on you.

Excuse me for a second.

Hello!

She's not very good at work,
but she's a nice girl.

Nice? That's a nice little
number right there.

Come on, down the hatch!

The contract specifies your pay.

Depending on the
square meters you complete,

that's what you get paid.

What do you think of what you
saw in the changing room?

Nothing, right?

Sign it.

Yes.

SALES OFFICE

Nina: As you can see,

the apartment is spacious
and bright.

This is perfect for dividing
this into separate spaces.

You have a dining room
and a living area.

Let's see the master bedroom.

Sorry, but they're giving it
the finishing touches of paint.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Nashville!

Come on!

Nashville! Come here!

Hello, handsome!

Do you remember me?
Do you?

Of course he remembers you.

You have no idea how much
he missed you.

I missed him too.

It didn't look like you did.

You came here just to
tell me that?

No.

I was taking Nashville
for a walk.

This far?

I can take the dog
where I want to, can't I?

You've always been a bad liar.

I heard in the village
that Wolf's van was parked here.

Is there anything you don't hear
in this fucking village?

You look good.

Thanks.

You look a bit like a hillbilly.

- Thank you very much.
- No...

Sorry, I didn't mean that.

You look very nice.

You look different, though.

-So much time has passed.
-Three years.

Are you staying long?

I got a job.

And I need a bit of stability.

Wow!
Neneta needs stability?

I thought I'd never hear you
say something like that.

That's what having a baby
does to you.

-Would you like a beer?
-No.

I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Another time.

But thanks anyway.

Nashville! Come on!

Hey, let's go! Mr. Barreiro
is here with our dough!

Folks, you've done
a great job this month,

so I brought you an empanada
made by my wife. It's delicious.

Call out, Benítez.

André Iordanesku.

Undeclared pay: 1,800.

Very good! You're a fine worker!

Take a piece of empanada.
You've earned it. Go ahead.

There you go.
Call out, Benítez.

José Luis Balboa.

Declared pay: 800.
Undeclared pay: 850.

This one's a bit less.

You must put forth a bigger
effort next month, lazybones!

I do what I can, Barreiro.

The thing is some have it
easier than others here.

Don't give me that crap!

You know what the Germans told
me when I was an immigrant?

"Don't tell me your problems,
tell me about your progress!"

Take a piece of empanada.
I feel generous today.

I've already had a sandwich,
thank you.

-Call out, Benítez.
-Jesús Canicova.

Declared pay: 850.

Undeclared pay: 1,900.

Wonderful! Well done!
You're a fine worker!

Take a piece of empanada,
go ahead!

But take a big one, damn it!

Thanks, Mr. Barreiro.

Call out, Benítez.
I don't have all day.

João Meirelles!

Undeclared pay: 1,800.

This Canicova is making
big money.

They build square meters
like damn machines.

Your father also worked
with us, right?

I don't think so.
You must be mistaken.

Anyway,
take a piece of empanada.

Who measures that?

-Next one, Benítez.
-Who do you think?

Mila Milagros Quinteiro!

Declared pay: 600.
And...

...undeclared pay: 300.

Little girl, if you want
some empanadas,

you'll have to break your back
like a man.

There's no room for lazy people
at Barreiro Construction.

Here you go.

Who was it?

Who has stolen my pay packet?

Girl, are you sure?

Yes, it was in my purse!
It isn't there now.

If this is one of your petty
jokes, it's not fucking funny!

Calm down. We don't play
around with money here.

You are shit!
You are shit!

You are shit!
You are shit! Shit!

-You're shit! Fucking bastards!
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Fucking unbelievable!

Furón: Hello?

Just a second!

-Hi.
-Hi.

Hi!

-How are you?
-Fine.

Hey, what's wrong?

It's nothing.

I'm fine, seriously.

You don't look fine.

Hey...

Wow, Neneta! You look great!

Thanks, Curtis.
You look nice too.

That hairdo looks nice on you.
You should wear it more often.

Well, who wants
some orange soda?

-Don't you have a beer?
-No, I don't. Sorry, Avelino.

-I'll have some orange soda.
-Yes?

Me too. Thanks.

Do you want some?

No, thanks.

Would you prefer
a glass of water?

If there's nothing else...

I can only offer you
water or milk.

Milk?

Pour me some
of that soda, please.

-It's delicious, Ruth.
-Thanks.

This is all made of
damn plasterboard!

Your house is beautiful.
Just beautiful.

Thanks.

Actually, we're
very happy with it.

And the price was really good.

How much is
your mortgage payment?

That's not
an appropriate thing to say,

but it's more than
half our salaries.

Wow!

Balboa, you know what they say,

renting is throwing
your money away.

I live in my parents' house and
don't have a mortgage to pay.

They sleep in
separate beds, though,

so they're not so noisy...

Off to bed.

Well, she must feel
very satisfied.

Excuse me.

Damn!

-Pour me some of that, please.
-And for me too.

How did you get that
on your hand?

It was nothing.
Just an accident.

-Well, is that enough?
-This is plenty!

Don't go.
I'll go get the dinner.

Balboa! This pallet of bricks
is for you!

Now, we just need
to catch the other one.

He's a bigger fish.

A pair of spider crabs won't
make him swallow the bait.

No, but a share of our salary
might do the trick.

Isn't she smart?

She's learned how things
work pretty quickly.

Curtis, come on.
Get your ass in gear!

This month, we'll have
a big piece of empanada.

Come on, let's do it!

Alright!

There's still fear that the
financial crisis will get worse.

After Lehman Brother's
bankruptcy,

AIG insurance agency is
also in a difficult situation,

as it has 24 hours
to avoid bankruptcy.

-Chips...
-Thank you.

And your salad.

Avelino! We're gonna eat
all the grilled meat!

-Chips.
-Give me that.

You don't say anything...

-Here.
-Let's see...

-Don't you ever eat meat?
-No. I'm a vegetarian.

I'm not sure I could live
eating only lettuce.

-It's just a matter of habit.
-Yeah.

I'm sure eating less meat
would do me good,

but I don't think I could live
like that. No, I don't think so.

Give it a try.

Give me that.

Please, I don't want to
spoil your meal.

Don't worry!
I'll ask for another salad.

Look, in the dichotomy
between salad or meat,

it's cool if you always
chose the first thing.

Could I have a salad
instead of this, please?

Here. This is for you.

You left it in the wrong place
at the apartment.

Did you hear what she said?

-What?
-She said...

Dichotomy, right?
Something like that.

Um.

So?

Nothing. I think it's a
beautiful word, no?

Leave something for him.
He can't get by without meat.

Yes, it is beautiful.

It's so hot in here!

How could you have lived here
for three years?

Mom, you promised
you wouldn't make any comments.

You can't live like gypsies!
Not with the baby!

Mom, please...

With your job,
you can buy an apartment.

I could be your co-signer.
But José can't be raised here!

Who's José?

-I'm leaving, it's getting late.
-What is it, Mom?

-Nothing. I have to go.
-Why did you call him José?

-I didn't.
-Yes, you did.

-I didn't!
-Yes, you did! Yes, you did!

OK, I called him José!
So what?

I couldn't allow
my grandson to live in sin!

I got him baptized.

And I couldn't find Roy
in the calendar of saints!

I can't believe this!

So you named him José?

José Antonio, after your father.

Shit, Mom!
I hate that name!

It's not a big deal!

If you don't like it, call him
José, Toni or even Toño!

What's the difference?

Put a mark there.
How long is it?

Three forty.

So two eighty by three forty.

-Two eighty.
-What do you mean three forty?

Josué, why don't you go
get changed?

OK.

So three forty by two eighty...
Nine fifty.

-Nine fifty two, right?
-Alright. Nine fifty two it is.

Minus one eighty one
for the window...

Seven seventy one.
OK, let's go to the bedroom.

What are you doing?

Nothing.

This boy is a bit retarded.

He's a vegetarian now
and he's starving.

Folks, this month, I couldn't
ask my wife for empanadas,

but that doesn't mean
I'm not happy with your work.

In fact, I'm so happy
that I'm giving you

a Christmas bonus this year.

And I'll also hire you
all to work on

my new housing
development in Perbes.

You've got the sworn word
of a Knight.

OK, then. Let's get started,
I've got so much to do.

-Call out, Benítez.
-Wilson Rodríguez!

No declared pay.

Undeclared pay: 1,200.

-Where are you from, boy?
-Colombia.

Colombia! That's next
to Argentina. Very well.

My dad lived in Argentina
as an immigrant.

I lived in Germany.
But, to be honest,

I prefer to hire Spanish
workers instead of foreigners.

Just to be honest.

Here. Although they're becoming
less and less grateful lately.

Call out, Benítez. The Real
Madrid game is about to start.

José Luis Balboa!

Declared pay: 850.
Undeclared pay: 2,500.

Hey, you're an ace!
Good boy! Well done!

Next month, remind me to give
you two pieces of empanada.

And the rest of you, keep it up!
Aces! You're real aces!

-Call out, Benítez.
-Avelino Ramallo.

Declared pay: 700.
Undeclared pay: 2,200.

So he's an ace too!

Well done, Avelino. This is a
great way to say goodbye.

So you're the one
who's retiring.

Yes, sir.

Alright, then. We'll miss you
very much in Perbes.

Wait, I'll give you a gift.
Look.

Barreiro Construction,
building throughout the world.

There you go, "Secundino".
Next, Benítez.

So I don't have to be here
on Monday?

No, you don't, Avelino,
you're retired.

-Come on, next, Benítez.
-Luis Formigo!

Declared pay: 2,500.

But I can come anyway.
I don't mind.

Avelino, I told you
that's not possible.

Call out, Benítez!

Hey, honey,
another rum and coke!

Don't make me kick
the shit out of you.

Don't take it like that,
Mosqueiro. We're celebrating!

Now, you've got a chance to
do everything you couldn't do

when you were working.

And I do that,
but I get bored anyway.

Tell me,
what did you do yesterday?

Well, yesterday, I took
a pile of sand I had in my yard,

I put it in a wheelbarrow
and carried it to the garden.

I spent the whole afternoon
carrying sand

from the yard to the garden.

That's very good. See?

What about tomorrow?
What will you do?

Tomorrow I'll take the sand,
which is now in the garden,

and carry it again to the yard.

Mosqueiro! Get Avelino another
one! And this girl is an ace.

Get her whatever she wants.

One shot of coffee liqueur
for me.

For me too.

Coffee liqueur for all!
For Josué too!

-No, not for me, thank you.
-Come on!

No, really.

Come on, Jehovah, it's alright!

-Do I pour it or not?
-Yes! And this round's on me.

-No, no, please. Take this.
-What are you doing? Wait!

I'll pay, I need some change.

Calm down, everyone!
It's already paid for.

-Who paid?
-Your cousin, the one-eyed one.

-It was Josué.
-Well, even better, then.

-Come on, down the hatch!
-OK, quick.

-Here...
-Cheers!

-Cheers!
-Here it goes.

Fuck!

Where the fuck did you buy this?

From that man, the Stiff,
in Ribadavia.

It sure leaves you stiff,
holy shit!

-It's occupied.
-I see...

I wanted to give you something,

but I'd rather the others
didn't know.

It's this.

I needed 12 drinks to gather
the courage to give it to you.

It's a poem.
The title is Dichotomy.

Dichotomy?

Yes, it's a word I heard from you.

You don't usually hear such
beautiful words

in a workers' bar.

Read it. It's for you.

"Dichotomy"

"In my dark world,
there was only lots of wine

and lots of animal meat.

Knowing you, I discovered vegetables.

Although I still
can't stand mineral water,

I have only one dichotomy now.

I dream that, one day,
you'll be mine."

It's beautiful.

No.

You are beautiful.

It's more than beautiful.

Have you considered
doing something else?

When I was a kid,
I wanted to be a mechanic.

But one of my teachers said
I wasn't good at studying.

-How could a teacher say that?
-She did me a favor, actually.

When I was 16,

I started working on this
and soon I got a 16-valve Clio.

Wouldn't you like to
study again?

Study? Only if I got paid for doing it.

-Good morning.
-Good morning!

Avelino!

-What are you doing here?
-I'm here to work.

But you don't need to pay me.

What do you mean
you're here to work?

I'm bored.
I don't know what to do at home.

I don't give a shit about that.
You're retired, Avelino.

Get the hell out of here.

There's no need
to talk like that.

Don't piss me off, sweetie.
Mind your own business.

Avelino...

I wouldn't mind,
I'd work for no pay.

But it's damn cold, man!

We'd be happy in bed and Avelino
wants to work for no pay!

I know,
but what can I do at home?

You can sleep now!

Come on, go home.

Come on, enjoy your retirement, man.

You're talking
to a newly promoted bricklayer.

I'm done with carrying
cement and bricks around!

Well, that calls for a toast!

To the newly promoted bricklayer!

I need to get out of that van.
Seriously.

There are only three things I need.

Shoot.

The sea...

-the music of Johnny Cash...
-Johnny Cash.

And the moral guidance
of the great Moncho Reboiras.

And who the hell is that?

You don't know who
Moncho Reboiras is?

No, I don't.

A trade unionist who
was killed in 1975,

while fighting for the rights
of the shipyard workers.

-Like my father! Like my father!
-Hey!

And, now...

I'll sing "The Internationale"
for you.

My ass you will!

Stand up, damned of...

They'll throw us out!

Let them throw us out.

No way!
We're having a great time here.

Nine six...

-That's from Valencia, I think.
-Valencia?

Valencia?

Hello.

Was it Wolf?

No.

You're a bad liar too.

Sorry.

-Do you still love him?
-No!

Excuse me. Would you like me
to draw a caricature of you?

No, thanks.

Josué!

Where the hell is
our new assistant?

Hey, boy!
Come here a moment, please!

Do you see
that four-wheel drive car?

- It's mine. Beautiful?
- Cool.

What's cool?
Having one of those, right?

Yes.

Well, to pay for it,
you must work hard.

You must be an ace, do you understand?

-Well, get your ass in gear!
-OK, but what do I have to do?

What do you have to do?
Give us assistance!

Wake up!
And put your helmet on.

Come on, go!

What do I do?

Ask Curtis for the trowel.

Pss...

-Do you have the trowel?
-The what now?

The trowel.

Benítez has it. He's in the office.

Hurry up, we don't want to lose it!

Did you see that, Neneta?

The new guy is even
sillier than you!

Well, tell me, sweetheart.

I want to buy an apartment.

You have no idea how glad I am, honey!

-What do I have to do?
-You need a bank loan.

It's easier to get than it seems.

My mother will be my co-signer.

Excellent. There's no problem, then.

We work with a reliable bank.

And you've already seen the apartments.

The finished ones were sold
before they were built.

But there are two of them in phase two,

by the sea, which aren't listed yet.

Our client wants to sell those
for a slightly higher price.

Nice!

-Yes.
-Look!

This is the kitchen.

And this is my room.

And the living room!

Look at that view!

Then, over there...

I'll put a big sofa.
All over here.

And I'll put this lamp here,
in the middle. Then, a shelf

where you can put all the stuff you want.

And there, a playing area for Roy.

That whole corner will be for him.

That whole area, from there to the sofa.

And come here. Come outside, you'll see.

This is awesome! Wait a second.

Wait a second. Fuck!

Let me try. I'll do it.

Wait. How does this thing go?

-It doesn't go like that!
-I don't know how it goes!

I remember you liked it
when I kissed your neck.

And you liked it
when I kissed your ear.

And you liked it when I kissed you here.

Hi!

Hi, sweetheart!

Am I interrupting?

I'm waiting for a client,
but tell me.

Well, some stains have appeared
on the bathroom wall.

I think there's some problem
with the pipes.

-Seriously?
-Yes.

Hello! Come in!

Excuse me,
I can't be with you right now.

Call me some other time
and we'll talk.

-How are you?
-Fine!

You can't paint this like that.

Why not? It's already finished.

No, we've got to do things right.

-Listen to this awesome song!
-No, listen to me!

Yes, I'm listening!
Listen to this!

...the economy around the world.

Martin Zapabeza, one of
largest construction companies

from Spain, has declared this morning

that layoffs are coming.

The company has more than 20,000 clients

waiting for their houses.

This has caused uncertainty
among the future homeowners.

Building is at a standstill,

subcontractors leaving the
ground for fear of rainy days

are the first images of the Martin Zapabeza

real estate collapse.

A disturbing scene
and a gloomy perspective

to 25% of the 880 workers
of this company,

who will immediately
lose their jobs.

You're working at a very good
pace, but I'm so pissed off.

That petty new director at my
bank doesn't know who I am

and he wouldn't lend me
the money for your salaries.

Careful with Curtis, he's too young.

...who's also a Knight Commander
of the Order of the Stew,

and that asshole will be in for it!

That's nice, Barreiro,
but when are we getting paid?

Has Mr. Barreiro
ever let you down?

Just trust me and keep working.

These seven houses are a crucial step

for Barreiro Construction. OK?

Alright.

Let's get to work!

Curtis! Come on.

Neneta! How are you getting home?

Do you want me to take you there?

No, don't worry, Curtis, thanks.

I'll take you home, no problem.

It's not necessary, seriously.

Your house is on my way,
it's not...

Someone's here to pick me up.

-Bye. See you tomorrow.
-See you tomorrow, Curtis.

Look who's here!

Hello!

Who's here?

-Did he behave himself?
-Yes, he did.

His teacher says he has a girlfriend.

Is that true?

Does he take after his dad
or his mom?

You're such an idiot!

What are you doing here?

I'm here to see Roy.

I want you to go.

I want you to go!

And take your shitty van
with you if you want to!

Neneta!

Good morning.

Good morning.

What's wrong with Wilson?

What's up?

Wilson has been fired.

-He didn't have a contract.
-Shit.

Hey! Hello, Roy!

How are you?
Who loves you so much?

-He's so handsome.
-Hi.

I never get to see you anymore

Well, no...

It's just that I'm really busy.

You can't even pick up the phone?

Work is stressing me out.

-They still haven't paid?
-And they're firing people too.

Can I take you home?

What would I do with my bike?

I'll see you tomorrow, OK?

I'll see you tomorrow.

Hello.

Hello, Roy.

Hi.

Come here!

Do you want to have a look
at Dad's van?

Look.

Yes...

Mom and Dad.

Neneta.

Won't you come in?

-No, I'd rather wait here.
-Don't be silly. It's cold.

Look, right there...

Look. Mom makes those things.

-He's all grown up!
-Mom.

Are you planning to stay?

Yes...
I don't know.

We have to go. It's late.

Why don't you stay a bit longer?

Roy needs to take a bath,
have dinner and go to bed.

I'd like to see Roy from time to time.

Well, that's a surprise.

It's from the bank.

They're a bunch of thieves,
don't pick up.

Hello, Mercedes.

I know, I'm sorry. I didn't pay
the money because...

...we haven't been paid yet.

I see...

And...

How much is the interest
for a late payment?

OK.

I'm really sorry, Mercedes.

Thank you for calling.

Look, Josué,

sometimes, a man has to do
what a man has to do.

Gary Cooper said that
in a western movie and...

...I liked it.

I really liked it.

Does the kid need
so many toys?

I'll be back in two hours, OK?
Take his coat off.

Come here, Roy.
Give me your coat.

Come here. Let's take it off.
It's hot in here.

How the hell do I unfasten this?

Let's see...

There you go.

-Do you want me to get it?
-No, I'll get it.

Hi.

I thought we were going out
for a glass of wine.

Yes, but I thought maybe
you'd like a change of plan.

I brought some food.

Let's see...

What was he doing here?

That's why you wanted me
as your baby-sitter?

Go.

I'll do the same as Josué.

I won't come tomorrow.
Fuck everything.

Curtis, if we don't come,
we lose all our rights.

Look at the cheeky bastard!

Fucking son of a bitch...

The bastard doesn't dare
look at us.

He's got some fucking nerve.

-Barreiro!
-That's Josué.

Mr. Barreiro, open up!

-What the hell do you want?
-I need you to pay me.

-No! Open up, Mr. Barreiro!
-What the hell is he doing?

-And we thought he was a saint!
-Josué! What are you doing?

-No! Please, Mr. Barreiro!
-Stop it! Calm down!

I don't want that terrorist around here!

He's a good guy.
He must be drunk.

I don't want to see him again!

-I'm fine. He's an asshole!
-Calm down.

What the fuck is wrong
with you?

Stop with the fucking blasphemy!

-Look, honey, it's mommy!
-Hello!

Here, a lunch box with
some stew for dinner,

you must be exhausted.

Thanks, Mom.

Is everything alright?

Yes, Mom.

I got a call from the bank.

You haven't paid your mortgage
for a few months.

Because we haven't been paid yet.

But they said they'll pay us
all they owe us this month.

This house is all I have.

I know that, Mom.

THEIR WEALTH IS OUR CRISIS,
WE WANT TO BE PAID FOR OUR WORK

No, everything's fine.
Don't worry about anything.

As soon as I know more, I'll
give you all the details, OK?

Alright, then.

Yes.

Yes, the three of us
are having dinner now, so...

As soon as we're finished here,

I'll tell you how things
are going.

Of course. Don't worry,
I'll give you a call.

Alright, then.
Bye-bye, sweetheart.

FOR SALE

I was keeping it
for a good occasion.

But I don't think I could find
a worse moment

and, above all, a worse company.

Open it.

You didn't have much time
to enjoy it, did you?

No, I didn't.

If I were you,
I'd forget everything

and we'd go back to the south,
the three of us.

That's the difference
between you and me, Wolf.

What's that?

I have my feet
on the ground.

Sure...

That's why you're up to your
ears in debt and dead broke.

Please, let's just be quiet
and get drunk.

Don't look at me like that.

Like what?

Like that.
Don't look at me like that.

One day, I asked you...

...if you still loved him
and you said no.

Do you still love him?

This is over.

Are you staying, Curtis?

Finally! I thought
we weren't leaving.

We could go to Mosqueiro's.

You only think about drinking, man.

It's not that, I'm hungry.

I'd have one of Mosqueiro's
special burgers.

I thought you were a vegetarian.

Yes, but you stabbed
my poor vegetarian heart,

so now Mosqueiro's special
burgers are all I have left.

Call Avelino and Josué

and ask them if they want to come.

-You call them.
-I don't have any credit left.

Josué had a Jehovah Witness meeting.

They want to expel him because
of his drinking and blaspheming.

No shit?

For fuck's sake, these days,
you're not safe anywhere.

I thought once you converted,

you remained a Jehovah Witness
your entire life.

No, that's in Opus Dei.

Do you have a smoke?

I thought you had quit.

I started again.

I'm here to tell you I'm leaving

and I'd like you to come with me.

I'd go with you...

...but I can't anymore.

But I'd go with you.

Is it because of Furón?

No.

Then why?

I can't anymore.

Give daddy a kiss.

FOR SALE