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an album with a leather trim

or a methacrylate frame

The frame is cheaper.

OK. And the memory cards?

There'll be people

asking for them, right?

Why would they want a memory?

For digital cameras.

Look.

It's your mother.

Could you ever get that quality

with a digital camera?

Your mother's very pretty,

and I say that with all respect,

but try taking a photo like that

with a digital camera.

You'll get rubbish!

But people buy digital cameras.

People buy drugs too,

but I don't sell heroin.

One thing I hate doing

is giving advice,

but I'll tell you this.

Forget about digital cameras,

they won't catch on.

All those megapixil and stuff.

Does anyone know what

a megapixil is? Do you? No.

- They're colored dots...

- Neither do it. We don't need to.

People who buy digital cameras

will realize that

and they'll flock here.

Just you wait.

Will you take this down

to the garbage?

I'll do it tomorrow.

They're Miss Begoa's

incontinence pads, they smell.

It'll just take a minute.

- Wait!

- Sh*t!

When I threw in the garbage

I dropped my keys in here.

- Don't you have a spare set?

- No, I've just moved.

Have you got a lighter?

The truck will be here soon.

Maybe you can...

Wait, here they are!

- As you're in there...

- Will you help me out?

No, hang on.

Can you hand me that red jacket,

with the hood?

It's mine.

I threw it out by accident.

Thanks.

Want anything else?

There's a box

with some cookies in it.

It was a joke.

Disgusting!

- I'm Claudia.

- Chema.

I'd give you a kiss

but I stink.

I can put up with that.

- Really?

- Manners come first.

Promise you won't breathe.

God, that's f***ing disgusting!

You stink of sh*t!

That was a joke too.

Thanks. I owe you a beer.

OK, let's go.

Now? But this is Wednesday.

Yeah, but here Wednesday

is the new Friday.

Really?

I'm not a hairdresser.

I cut my own hair, but that's all.

You'll get the job.

And you can cut my hair some day.

You mean it?

I need to practice. I've got

a trial in two days time.

Yeah, sure.

If you want, I'll give you

my number, and...

"If you want, I'll give you

my number. F***, man!"

I don't talk like that.

"I don't talk like that."

"if you want, I'll cut your hair,

f*** it."

No, put that down.

We'll drink a toast.

You want limoncello?

Waiter, two shots of limoncello.

I'd an Italian boyfriend

who drank this.

Has it got alcohol?

You've never tried it?

No, alcohol disagrees with me.

- Is it very strong?

- No.

Well...

Yes? Yes, he's still here.

He's getting ready.

Come up, Jaime.

How are you getting on with

uncle Jaime? Isn't he a sweetheart?

Were you awake when I got back?

You smell of...

You weren't drinking, were you?

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