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-Good morning. -Good morning.

Did you take Martina's swimsuit?

Answer: yes or no?

I hope.

Have a good vacation. Write me when you arrive.

Eneko, here.

-Aita, why don't you turn off the engine? -I'm not going with you.

-What do you mean, no? -I'm not going.

Please, Eneko, we do one thing.

When you get back, we do something just you and me.

Eneko, don't start, please. -That's right, listen.

A kiss.

Give me a kiss.

Have a good time.

Eneko... Eneko, please!

-Good morning. -Hello.

-Is this package yours? -Yes, does it bother you there?

A little, but that's okay.

Tickets, please.

-Everything all right? -Yes.

-Thank you. -To you.

The ticket, please.

Three,

two,

one...

How are you doing?

Can I have a kiss?

Let's clean my little one's of my little one.

Auntie!

Hello. What a long hair.

-Then you go to the stake. -No.

Ama, smoke.

Before throwing the desire, we have to go around the fire three times.

-Who wants the pen? -I do.

Thank you.

And those who are not from here, have to show their desire.

Why?

Because I said so. Period.

What if I don't want to?

Then you leave.

Where to?

To your people, if you love them so much.

We are not going to say it.

You are from the French Basque Country.

What is your name?

-Yes. -It's not a name.

Yes, it is.

If he says it's his name, it is and that's that.

Yes, that's my name.

Well, I had never heard of it.

Let's go to the fire.

Let's go to the fire.

-Three laps! -Let's go.

No, not two, Aiur, three.

-Good night. -Good night.

Hello, big guy.

Your great-grandmother.

-Niko, how was it working with Grandpa? -Good.

And I am also happy with my assistant.

The best, of course.

What is it?

-I bring what is left over from the cooperative. -How many are there?

-Eight. -It works for me.

They wanted to take everything, they told me to take more.

Well, very good. Okay, good.

Today, four pecks.

-Four? -Yes, that's better.

Watch.

It is alive.

Yes.

-Does it disgust you? -Yes.

Can I hold it? -It's going to get away from you.

Please...

-Carefully. -Let me see, let me.

-I'll get it. -No, no.

Watch out!

Ouch!

It moves.

Look, it has blood on it.

They will pour water on his head and call his name.

Why?

No, it is sinless.

To refresh it.

It is very hot.

And we're going to the we are going to the pool.

Eneko, let's go.

Tia.

Yes?

Did you want to have a child?

I wanted him healthy.

But yes, after Amaia, I was looking forward to a child.

Why?

I already had a girl, and now he wanted a boy.

But...

If you don't like your name?

What then?

Peio is a very nice name, isn't it?

I like it.

There the girls' locker room, and there the boys' locker room.

-You'll be the cleaner. -I don't want to.

I want to get my license.

-What is your name? -Maddi.

-How old are you? -Five, so it's free for me.

You don't have five.

Okay, I have seven. How much does it cost?

Ten euros.

-Here. -I want to get my license too.

-You are Coco, right? -Yes, Coco.

Why don't you take off your bathrobe?

Because I don't feel like it.

Well, you can't go in the pool. Those are my rules.

-Yes, maybe it's there. -There.

There it is. Come on, let's get it in.

-If the queen enters, they all follow her. -Let's go there.

Look how well you look in Niko's suit.

Jump in and let's go.

Very good.

The wax is there, what falls into the bucket.

Be careful not to burn yourself.

Do you know what it is?

It is the skin of bees.

See this?

These are the cells.

When the larva transforms, it leaves the skin.

In there.

Why do we burn them?

There is a disease called "foulbrood".

It affects the smallest bees, larvae.

And they do not grow well.

It can make all the bees sick and kill them.

That is why it is better to burn the honeycombs.

It's a shame, but that's the way it is.

Wait.

Careful, careful.

Cocó, are you afraid of bees?

Yes.

Well, my grandfather was sick

and was cured by the bees.

My grandfather says that there are many species of bees and they are all good.

Beautiful wax

Light me up

In this long journey

You have to guide me

The bees will come if we put food on them.

What is the name of this flower?

Mine...

Thyme.

Do you know the name of yours?

Lavender.

A bee.

They are similar, but smell different.

Ven.

Smell this one.

Now smell that one.

See?

Peace of mind.

Take a deep breath.

And they won't do anything to you.

Very good.

Thus, with peace of mind.

Tell them how I tell them:

"I come amicably."

"I will not harm you."

"I want to help you, nothing more."

Very good.

Very good.

See? Very good.

That's better, isn't it?

Who would be...?

The wet nurse.

The one that feeds the babies of the bees.

Who do you think?

Aunt Leire.

And who guards the entrance of the hive

to let only family members enter?

The ladies of the neighborhood.

-Who? -The ladies of the neighborhood.

That's right.

The ones that are always on the bench?

-Yes. -That's right.

And the drone?

What is it?

The drone

is the male of the hive.

Who will it be?

Come on.

-My father. -Very well.

Make room.

No one else?

And the queen?

Me.

-You, the queen? -Yes.

I thought it might be me.

You?

Yes, me.

You can't be a bee.

Why is that?

Because you are a beekeeper.

Hello.

Come on.

Leave it there.

Give me the fanny pack.

What is this?

Julian gave it to me.

Niko says that Cocó gave it to him.

Are you Cocó?

No.

I do not have a name.

This is not possible.

My mistress said...

that what has no name does not exist.

And you exist, don't you?

Yes.

I have you here in front of me. I see you, don't I?

Yes.

Then think of a name for yourself.

And return this.

And if anyone asks, we'll say it was Coco.

Is that okay?

Why do you scratch so much?

It itches.

What are you doing there? Come here.

Come on, get in.

I am afraid.

What do you mean, fear?

Ven.

Get in.

Very good. See how it's not so cold?

Come on, sweetheart.

-Come on, get in more. -No.

Yes, come on. Get in more.

Very good.

Very good.

That's right.

Very good.

Great.

See how good it is?

Very good.

I'll fuck you!

I'll fuck you!

Here we are.

I hold you down and you rub yourself well.

A girl's whistle has to be clean.

Very good.

Very good.

-It's done. -That's it.

Careful.

Careful.

Come on.

Now with one hand.

Okay.

Very good.

I take you to the circus.

And so, too, look.

Look, do this.

Does it tickle?

Yes.

Me too.

What is it?

What is it?

That.

Let's get it.

-Your swimsuit is beautiful. -Let's see yours?

Shall we exchange them? Mine goes up my ass.

Okay.

My real name is Lucia.

-What about Cocó? -Don't tell anyone.

A boy in my class has a potota.

What is it like?

Majo.

Let's go.

It is a little cold.

Careful.

-Come on, let's go. -Yes.

One, two and three.

Very nice, honey.

It's good to have arrived on time.

Yes, of course.

I am looking forward to getting started.

I am very happy.

Yes.

They will let me know when I start.

Perfect.

See you soon.

Thank you.

I know it wasn't on purpose, but I told you not to touch it.

And you don't pay any attention.

Go to bed now.

-Aita! -Up.

How are you doing, sweetheart?

-Good. -Well?

Yes.

-Hello. -Hello.

Aita, are you staying?

Really? How cool!

What is this?

They are the "argizaiolas".

How strange.

They are special candles.

Very long.

They illuminate the path of those who die.

Leave it on the table.

There.

And who are these women?

The one on the left, my grandmother.

My mom.

Do you see that they are with the candles? -Yes.

For them, the bees were family.

Our grandmother and great-grandmother also had beehives.

When I was born,

my mother gave three blows the hives with a stick.

And he said to the bees:

"Lourdes is born".

He left the honeycomb door open,

to be given honey.

And the same when your mother was born.

And I'll tell you something:

I did it when my mother died.

I gave three blows to the hives

and I told them:

"Bees, give me wax

so that I may illuminate my mother's path.

Where did it go?

I do not know.

His body is gone,

but I still feel it.

Here, inside me.

Tia.

What, sweetheart?

Honey.

Let's take a picture.

Let's take a picture, please.

Children, come!

Julian, Niko, if you have come!

Go take your picture.

-The children in front. -Richard, you too.

The tall ones behind.

A little further back. Further back and higher.

-Now you will see. -The children in front, on their knees.

Kneeling. Nerea, here, crouching

Children a little higher.

A little higher.

Very good. Let's see. One... Everybody ready?

One, two, and three.

-Hello. -Have you seen Cocó?

No.

You don't know where it is? -No.

Let's go!

Where are you, Aitor?

Where are you?

Aitor, where are you?

Bees, I am Lucia.

Bees, I am Lucia.

Bees, I am Lucia.

Oh, night!

What's wrong with you?

What happens to you

In the silence?

You make the heart sad

It darkens our minds

In solitude

The wind cries

The sea is mute

When you come

Oh, night!

What's wrong with you?

What happens to you

In the silence?

You make me remember

Which is also dark

This world in which we live

That there is fear, hatred

Evils and sad injustices

Oh, night!

What's wrong with you?

What happens to you

In the silence?