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Sure.

It's very educational, but I don't

see why you're telling me this.

I'm dying, Mr. Gris.

I'm going to show you something.

The scalpel has been

eating me alive,

little by little.

Chemotherapy, radiotherapy,

psychotherapy...

Look closely,

my friend,

half of my body is here,

inside this display case.

And the other half...

it's already in the menu.

Or it's being chewed

as we speak.

No. It's mine.

You used it?

Just by accident.

What an imbecile.

Angel.

Here I am, Uncle.

Here I am.

Oh, Mr. Gris.

My uncle is getting impatient.

De la Guardia...

We both lose something.

So...

you finally got your...

whatever it is.

Mr. Gris?

You may continue the game.

After all,

you have the toy.

But I'm keeping

the instructions.

And I won't relent.

This can't be possible.

It can't be possible, damn it.

Aurora, my God.

Aurora?

I know you've got it.

Aurora?

Aurora?

Are you scared?

You think something

will happen to me?

Are you comfortable back there?

It already happened to me once,

with your dad.

You remember him,

at least a little?

Yes...

I believe you do.

When he was your age,

he heard something or someone

speak about those

who die of lung cancer.

So, when I came back

from work,

I found out that my cigarettes

had disappeared.

After searching all day,

I get in the bathroom

and I find a bunch

of little bits of tobacco,

floating in the toilet.

Just bits.

I think he understood

that breaking my cigars

didn't help the matter at all.

But at least it made it clear to me

that he was worried.

And it made it clear to him

that it made it clear to me.

You know...

I don't know

what's happening to me.

But I think it's better

if we stay together.

- WoJesus?

- Just a minute.

- I need you to help me.

- Just a minute.

Hurry, honey,

we'll be late.

Who are you, little one?

A god?

You're so good to me.

WoI don't understand why

I can't zip up this dress,

it's the same one I wore

at last year's dance.

I'm almost done.

How could I change so much

in such a short time?

Remember this?

If I remember?

# No, I can't accept it's all over #

# That life set us apart... #

If I remember?

I always think about

the first time I saw you,

how I thought you would never

pay attention to me.

I felt like

such a nobody that...

That's what architects

call "vectors. "

It's the little things that support

the big things.

- How are they supported?

- The fact is that the pillars...

- Teacher, can you see...?

- In a minute, Manuel.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

- Money and love.

Cheers.

- What's wrong?

- Eh?

- Is something wrong?

- No, I'll be right back.

- Where are you going?

- I'll get something to drink.

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