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You taping this?

Yeah.

Shit, Gabriel, man, I...

I'll only ask you to go on taping even if things get rough.

Okay?

Right? Be cool. Don't loose it, no matter what.

I swear, that motherfucker won't forget this Saturday.

Do I look like a fool? Don't answer me.

But I don't look hysterical, do I?

Maybe I'm hysterical right now, but...

I swear to God I always hated hysterical women.

I feel sorry for them! They're pathetic!

And then a motherfucker comes along and fucks up your life. It's like having

poison inside you

It's only fair that I spit out this whole shit.

That's how a normal woman becomes hysterical, get it?

No... No, you don't get it.

You don't because, though sweet, you're a man,

And men have like a virus in their hard disk.

Some sort of disease in sexual issues, see?

Being a man, comes along with sexual screw-ups.

Sorry, nothing personal here.

But that's the way it is.

Got enough batteries?

Yeah, about 90 minutes

- We can do it, okay? - Yeah.

Is Blanca home?

Okay, thanks. Hurry, let's go!

Hello, Blanca!

I've got to tell you something.

What are you doing here?!

You tape this bitch now!

What's he doing?! Mom!

Shut up, you fuck.

- Beat it, slut. - Listen to me!

No way, get out!

Let go, Blanquita!

Don't you realize that if it wasn't important,

I wouldn't be messing with no fucking business of your's?!

What's up, you fuck.

What's up?!

A present, Blanca.

What's that?

This?

This is progesterone.

There's a red dot,... a plus sign...

Meaning I've got high levels of progesterone,

because my womb is secreting it.

In simple words, I'm pregnant.

And if I'm addressing you it's because Victor's

the man. You get it?

I see that you're desperate.

Victor is a married man since last Wednesday. Don�t spoil my day, get out!

Blanca, don't be tacky.

Tacky?! Look who's...

Shut the fuck up!

Open your eyes! Ask your model husband where did he sleep after his stag party.

Leave right now!

Ask him what he was after.

If he doesn't speak up, ask him who gave him that hickeys under his shirt.

You're much too tight-assed to give them yourself.

That's too tacky for you, Miss Perfection.

I never minded you. You meant shit to me.

And I don't mean to insult you.

I never minded you being Victor's fianc�e for family parties,

'cause I hate Victor's family.

While you did all the social shit with them, I was fucking Victor's brain off.

Get it?

I never minded you getting married.

Nor receiving him last night at my place dead drunk. I never minded that!

But this I minded, see?

This got the hell out of me.

You know what the son of a bitch said to me when I told him? He said...

"I'm out of checks, you'll have the money on Monday. "

"... you'll have the money on Monday. "

Shameless motherfucker

After five years he tells me I'll have the money on Monday, you dig?

He didn't even ask if I wanted to keep it.

Victor slept with you last night?

Yeah.

And last Tuesday, and Sunday, after that barbecue,

when your old man got stone drunk.

And the day after your civil marriage, and... I'd better not go on.

Get my purse please.

Hello.

May I speak with Tom�s?

Thanks.

Hi, this is Blanca.

Don't worry, everything's fine.

Tell me where did Victor end up last night.

And after that?

At "Babilonia's".

Okay, thanks, bye.

Mauri? It's Blanca. Hi. No, everything's fine.

Do me a favor? Tell me where did you take Victor last night?

Yeah, but after that.

To the airport...

Crystal Clear, right?

Let's go.

Heavy shit.

But I had no choice, see?

Antonia!

Antonia!

Let's go to Victor's. My car is over there.

Not me, I already told you everything about him.

But why, aren't you...

Grow up! From now on I've got nothing to do whit you.

Shit...

Would you lend me that camera?

Well... I don't know... It's his camera... He is my neighbor.

Would you come along?

Don't know. What do you say?

I don�t know you already did enough, pal. Do as you like

Never mind me, and thanks.

Okay, thanks.

I don't know, Blanca. I guess I'm sorry.

Come on.

He's probably heading off to the church now.

Over there.

Shit.

How the hell do I release this?!

How old are you?

Twenty.

Twenty?

Yep.

The bastard was always hiding something.

Sometimes he even called me "Antonia".

I played along in order to avoid trouble.

"Everybody can confuse names", sort of shit.

- What's your name? - Gabriel.

"Gabriel". What's the story Gabriel? Are you sick?

Are you some kind of voyeur, or something?

No. No way.

Then why do you do this?

How come? You asked me to.

I meant what was that bitch's original idea?

The thing is that I'm Antonia's neighbor.

I saw her this morning in a gloomy mood.

She told me she was pregnant

That the father of the baby, seemingly your boyfriend, wanted no part in it.

So I told her to tape the whole thing on video,

to have a record.

That sleazebag bitch.

Did she pay you at least?

Uh... well, not really, but I wanna study cinema.

The camera is my kind of thing.

I'm gonna pay you.

- "Gabriel", is it? - Gee, thanks.

I'm gonna pay you...

Just the same I was going to pay for my wedding's video.

That money is gonna be yours now.

Okay, cool.

I was always prim and proper.

Top grades at school, president of the student council,

valedictorian, track team champion...

Always a saintly virginal fool.

Do you know how old I was when I lost my virginity?

Uh,... No, I don't.

Try to guess.

About... eighteen?

May 20th, last year.

I wanted to remain a virgin till my marriage.

Can you imagine what was to have Victor horny as hell, for three years, giving

nothing back?

You mean nothing at all?

Well, you... have to work out ways.

Virginity is a relative concept, finally.

But the worst thing in all this, is that there's Diego.

My best friend.

I met him jogging at the park.

Every Saturday we would meet earlier,

in order to spend more time together, see?

I didn't even invite him for my wedding.

Last Saturday, when I told him I was to get married today...

You know what he said to me?

He said...

"Gosh, I guess you won't come to jog anymore".

"I won't wait for you then".

I felt miserable.

I wanted him to hug me and take me away.

Let's go.

- Do I come along? - Yeah, step out.

And please, no matter what, you tape everything.

Don't miss a single thing.

I want to see his face on my screen, as he goes to hell!

It's that house over there.

You act as a pro. Remember you'll be paid.

Yes?

Is Victor there?

Yes, who's this?

Blanca.

Come in

Hi, Trist�n.

"I give you all my love... "

"I give you all my love... "

"Now all I can see it all... "

"... so clear... sweet hope... "

Fuck! What is this?

My love!

But...! Blanca, what the fuck!

Where were you last night?

Blanquita, honey what you doing' here?

Where were you?!

But, hell, what's going on?!

I'm taking a shower!

Where were you?!

Look at me!

Where were you last night?

What's this?! You're taping me naked!

Where were you?!

What are you nuts?! I'm bathing here!

Get out of my bathroom, dick head!

I see that, I'm not blind! Where were you?!

Last night, what the fuck...!

Where were you?!

This is way too violent.

Answer me!

But,... my eyes are aching...

Where were you?!

Having dinner with the guys!

And then?

Why? We went to this bar.

- Where, where? - Where what?

Where did you end-up, jerk!

Okay! A Topless bar! Satisfied?!

Out of my bathroom, fucking dickhead!

Whose friend is he?

Where you at Antonia's?

Blanquita, my love, how can you ask me that?

Please, come on...

You were not there?

Not at all.

Who gave you that hickey?

Hickey? Where?

Right there, you nimrod.

I got it playing with my dog. Quit it!

You're blaming the dog?!

- Get out, you punk. - The dog did it?!

You like'em blonds now?

He's Antonia's friend.

Quit slapping me!

I saw Antonia a moment ago.

We've got the whole record on tape.

Want to see it?!

Want me to rewind it?

- Don't! - Stay out of this!

Shut up!

Were you with her, yes, or no?

Antonia lied to you, she's out of her mind!

So you won't answer.

She's trying to endorse her preggers on me. Dyed her hair and went yutz!

Were you, or weren't you with her last night?

What are you doing to me?

Were you or weren't you?!

Honey, don't ever think...

No? Watch this.

Your damned ring.

Hey, that was expensive!

Blanquita, honey! Beat it you geek! Blanca!

Blanca!

Okay, I stayed with her last night.

That you wanted to hear?!

"I stayed with her"

That was what you wanted to hear.

Hold it, honey... Got you wet, hell!

Why do you do this?!

We were all drunk after last night's bender, the guys left me there.

Blanca, I promise this won't ever happen again.

It was some sort of farewell, a practical joke.

You beat it!

- Let him! - Let's be serious

I am serious. Forget the camera!

- Forgive me. - Don't be pathetic!

I acted foolish, but I love you, Blanca.

Haven�t said it for a long time, but I do love you very much.

Blanca, please don't let a mistake screw-up our thing, see?

This is the happiest day of my life.

Now the sun shines. Must mean something, see?

The sun is shining 'cause it's our wedding day.

Don't let a mistake, my mistake, I know...

Don't let it screw-up everything. I love you.

Besides that... Now you listen to me!

We have 200 guests, they gave us expensive gifts...

Yeah, well that's way too easy.

You go and explain the guests that last night,

while fucking your lover, you got news of her pregnancy.

But, last night... Blanca, come on! This can't end like this.

Know what your problem is?!

You don't know how the world works.

- I don't - Right, that's it!

Gabriel, focus we're about to hear some revelations.

- Beat it, son of a bitch! - There're kids here!

Look what you're doing!

They�re my whole life neighbors.

Then keep it down!

Now listen! Listen up, Blanca.

Hear me up, Blanca!

I'm sorry, mam.

Forget it. Such is life.

Look what you're making me do!

Listen... Now you listen

You listen good now! Turn around!

I'll listen but don't shout.

You don't know how it is.

You're like all women. When women love...

Hell! You let me go on!

When women love men, they smother them.

They cut all the bridges to the exterior world.

Men sort of become the axis of their lives.

That's okay with women, to love only one person.

But that's not for men.

- It's not, huh? - No.

- "That's not for men". - Don't ask me why.

Maybe it's... Honey, wait.

There's a million sperms and just one ovule, see?

You're pathetic, let go!

Oh, shit... my head is killing me!

Blanca! Blanca... you've got to listen to reason.

You see, it's like when you work with a computer.

While working, you do one file at a time.

Then you don't have in mind the remaining files.

To a perspective, you're being true to that one file.

Blanquita, honey, I love you.

- Stop it! - No!

Blanca... I love you. You're perfect...

Let go!

Understand that what we both have is deeply rooted inside me and I mean it.

Let me go, now!

Wrap that towel to your waist, pathetic mutt.

You can't go around naked! Let go!

Fucking towel! Blanca! Listen to me.

Listen to me.

I'll get in the car.

No! Listen! Our thing is way too strong and perfect.

We're perfect for each other.

No shit.

You have a place in my heart and in my soul.

And I also have a place for Antonia.

And I might have some more places, understand?

Just as the computer shit I told you.

Don't do this to me. Your gown, watch it!

Move, or I'll run you over.

Watch it!

Shit.

My strap snapped off.

Our honeymoon was to be in Mexico.

That computer analogy was kind of cool.

Where we heading'?

Right there.

Gosh, I suddenly freaked out.

Hello? Loreto.

It's Blanca.

The shit hit the fan.

No, I'm not getting married.

I mean it, I'm not kidding.

Nothing, girl. Victor is still messing around with Antonia.

Yeah.

I'm sure, y'all. The cooze just visited me with her pregnancy test.

I don't know.

No, I already went to Victor's.

Where are you?

I'm quite near. I'll see you in five minutes.

Okay. A kiss. Bye.

Do I wait here?

Yeah.

Hello?

Gabriel.

She's at a liquor store right now.

No, she's not getting married.

The guy's a creep.

He knocked up his ex-girlfriend, and spent last night with her.

But... But... So call the cops, sir.

Your father just called. He was kind of angry.

Maybe you should call.

What did you expect? He spent 10 grands.

Want some?

Okay.

Shit, my gown.

Give me some more.

Damn.

It's incredible how the world goes on.

Who are they?

Friends of mine.

She's Loreto, the girl I called a while ago.

- Do I come along? - Yeah, come.

Bring the bottle.

What on earth happened?

That low motherfucker.

Who's this guy?

A friend.

- Hi. - Hi.

Sebastian, here.

Gabriel.

Why are you taping' this?

She asked me to.

It's for a record.

I need to see this shit later, so...

So, I won't forget it.

You won't, believe me.

You being fine is the only thing that matters. You gotta be fine.

Let's get that motherfucker.

I'll call some friends, and we'll beat the shit out of him.

Once and for all.

Cut the crap.

We humans are real weirdoes.

Why do things have to end up like this?

Things end up slamming the door.

Thanks.

It's incredible how love beats you up.

Hell, love, y'all.

You meet plenty men, but how do you spot the right one for you?

How can you know...

I don't know, the...

potential pleasure and pain involved in the whole shit.

Imagine meeting all your lovers formed in a row,

telling you their names, how long they will stay with you...

"I'm Juanito, 5 years, but a drag".

Or, "I'll stay with you an intense week".

Yeah, some sort of illness, get it?

First you meet. There's attraction.

And you start to loose your sanity.

You get the phone number. Don't know if to call.

Your belly aches. There's nothing you can do.

Then comes the conquest and the adrenaline stage.

Then you contact the other person.

You realize she's alive as well, you know?

Right, Blanquita?

Later you wanna kiss and get laid.

And doing so, you unload all your energy.

You go back to normal, and start once again.

Phone number... insanity... kisses... unloadings...

And so on, until you get used to it.

Your relation with Victor had too much karma.

Why the hell one always messes with the wrong guy?!

Or the wrong babe.

Yeah, for real.

There are two kinds of guys, you see?

You have the cute, sensitive, creative type.

He does the dishes, your Mom adores him.

But he's a dreamer and doesn't entice you sexually.

He doesn't seem able to make decisions.

So you grow quite insecure.

On the other hand you have "Mr. Cool".

A psycho, whom your parents hate.

He's a macho, but he steers his life, though.

Finally he's gonna cheat on you every possible time.

But you feel more secure with him

Explain to me, why the fuck does that happen.

I don't know.

Easy.

Give it a try with me, darling.

I don't like you, man.

Besides, it would be like incest.

But Sebastian's right.

Love cures love.

Gotta go.

Blanca, wait, are you sure?

You wanna leave?

You gonna be okay?

Really?

Need our company?

Let's kick his as, all the same.

Blanca, we'll have the cell-phone on, just in case.

Hey... Take care.

It's open.

Huh?

What do I do, man?

Use belt please.

Hello, Conny?

Hi, I'm calling from a production agency, I'm trying to reach Diego Mu�oz.

But he's not answering the phone.

I need to deliver him an invitation.

Do you happen to have his address? Great, thanks.

Write it down!

That's Carmen Sylva, yes. Number?

2851.

Okay, apartment 12. Right...

Shit, motherfucker!

Just when I wasn't shooting!

Yeah, I'm sorry, thanks. Got it down?

-2851. - Apartment number?

12, Thank you.

That was close.

Blanca, can I put a tape on?

When I shut my eyelids

I shut the doors to the world

But I open wide the door to the noise

When I stay silent

In silence I'm quiet

Then I take advantage and listen

First I hear what comes through my ears

And I enjoy it

It's like a taste of the world

The sound of what matters

What you hear when you stay mute

There's no sense in talking about silence making noise

There's another sense

Have you heard the ear's sense

Say yes or no, and you've heard already

Stay silent and listen to the buzz of what's alive

Join the vibration with an "Om"

Bite your tongue while you hear the song

Who doesn't know, doesn't speak

Who knows it all, conceals

It seems we can't hear the silence

Because if nothing sounds

Sounds the soul

Who doesn't know, doesn't speak

Who knows it all, conceals

The silence lets me hear my feelings

Because if nothing sounds

Sounds the soul

Shhh

I've noticed that hearing the rest is to hear the universe

The silence lets me hear my feelings

My breath when I think of this

Who doesn't know, doesn't speak

Who knows it all, conceals

It seems we can't hear the silence

Because if nothing sounds

Who doesn't know, doesn't speak

Who knows it all, conceals

It seems we can't hear the silence

Because if nothing sounds

Sounds the soul

What number of Carmen Sylva?

Uh... 2851.

Do I come along, Blanca?

- Huh? - Do I come along?

- Apartment number? - 12.

Hello.

Thanks.

Blanca.

What's wrong?

I came looking for you.

Weren't you getting married today?

Yeah.

I mean... if you came to deliver an invitation...

What is it, Blanca?

Why's he taping?

Is this some kind of joke?

Be quiet. Listen...

I'm not getting married.

But I need a favor.

Sure. Come on in.

- Let's go to a hotel. - Come in.

Huh?

Gosh, Diego.

I want this day to be the most important day in my life.

And...

I want to make us to go to a hotel, because...

...I want to make love to you.

I always wanted to do it with you.

Blanca... Please turn off that shit!

No, it's a personal record, just relax.

Blanca, you're dressed as a bride,

you smell booze,

you're here today...

What is it, Blanca?

I told you I wasn't getting married.

Let's go to a hotel and relax, this won't be on TV.

Is this your job on a regular basis?

No, this is my weirdest Saturday ever.

I hired him.

want to keep a record to understand all this,

and dismiss any further guilt or sorrow.

Let's go.

No, Blanca. This shit is too much weird.

Blanca, I... would go to China for you...

Please don't tape. I would go to China.

But not with a geek taping us.

He'll stay outside the room.

No, Blanca. Something wrong happened to you.

This looks like a joke. I don't get it. If you mean it, you're confused. I'm not

No way. Never like this.

Right.

Let's go.

Blanca, Blanca, wait up.

Let's go to your room.

Lend me the camera, Gabriel.

I can't, it's not mine.

I'm gonna pay you.

You didn't tell me how much.

What I offered the others, 150 bucks.

What?!

You want a record to dismiss guilt, and you're willing to pay 150 bucks for it?

For that money you could get it on film.

Hand me that, nothing's gonna happen.

What a nice camera.

It'll take some... 30 minutes.

- Or... maybe less. - Okay.

The TV's on, you can raise the volume.

Here, here, here. You take this.

Help me with my dress.

Shit!

What's the matter?

Nothing. I can't.

Yes, you can.

No, I mean it.

Turn that off, and we'll talk properly.

I mean, this is supposed to happen some other way.

Some other way?!

And what would you like me to do?

Wanna dance? Let's dance. Shall I dance for you?

That's not it, Blanca.

I mean, this shit is much too weird.

There has to be...

It's also possible that things might not work.

How?

I can make love just for kicks

But not with you. Not like this.

Not with me.

Fucking great.

Blanca, Blanca.

Help me with this!

Don't cry, Blanca.

Blanca, you're not well.

Come on, easy now...

Let me help you.

Blanca, you've got to forgive me.

We don't even have condoms here.

But, Blanca, look at you

Stay here for a while.

We'll turn off the camera, and have some tea.

Just look at you. Blanca.

Blanca, don't go, man.

How was your waiting?

Bummer. How about you?

Bummer.

Blanca, look at you. I mean it.

I'll get dressed and go with you.

Fuck off, will ya'?!

Diego, Diego, Diego.

Relax. It's okay

"Relax"?! You come to my place on your wedding day...

...and you want me to relax. Look at you.

Blanca, don't go.

Coming' through. Bye.

Want some help?

Are we going?

Hello, Mom?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm with a friend.

No, I'm not getting married, Mom.

No, I'm not, and that's not my problem.

That's not my problem!

Okay.

Shall we?

Are we going?

Feel like walking?

Uh... Okay

Want to go somewhere and change clothes?

What plans do you have for the tape?

None.

You keep it.

Might do some good.

SATURDAY, A REAL TIME MOVIE

Blanca! Blanca!

Yes?

Do I turn it off, or shall I go on taping?

Huh?

Do I go on taping?

Just turn it off.

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