Aire libre

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I'm gong to open the rooms to the park.

I'd like to see green all over the house.

But if, instead of breaking...

- No, no, no! You're dirtying it all!

- Let me...

No, no!

Want to make one?

It's out of our budget.

We need to sell, or rent

for six months or more.

This wall cuts circulation of.

What?

This wall.

- Which wall?

- This one. That, over there.

Make some room.

- Let's tear it all down and build

a house with our own hands.

- And if we go to my mom's at least

until you fnish the bedrooms?

- It's all broken, the ants made a

giant house and this one sucks.

- We'll fix the house, minus your room.

- They aren't moving.

They're all dead.

- I catch them, they try to escape

and I squash them with my nails.

They'll have their revenge!

You're making me dirty.

- Nooo!

- Are you crazy?

- You're mean.

- You threw some on my tongue!

- What?

- On my tongue!

- And my bedroom?

- It's the largest one.

- This one?

- Yep.

I bent my foot.

Have you got the deed?

We're working on it.

- I sent a draft. I would love

for you to see it.

Whenever you want.

Do you have it here?

- Yeah, it's unfinished.

- The future kid bedroom...

Is it a girl?

Ay, no, I love it!

- That's what the doctor

said it seemed like.

- It's great, a daughter.

- Yeah, I wanted one.

Anyway, until they see

the penis they play it safe.

Let's quiet down, Lauti knows nothing yet.

You had a csection, didn't you?

- Yeah. Five hours pushing and

he wouldn't come down.

My belly full of bruises... A mess.

You were induced? With a drip?

Yeah, that serum they put on you...

The scandal she made with the epidural!

Screaming like cray...

- The anaestheticst tells me "You're gonna

be paralithic" And he leaves me alone!

- Alone.

- What did you want me to do? Hit her?

A person coming out of your belly,

Another one receiving

him or her... It's a lot.

Well... Another wine?

- Whiskey?

- No, we should get back.

Well, then stay for dinner!

I'll make pizzas.

Uh, they are fghting...

- Let them. Let them resolve it

amongst themselves!

Hey, hey! What's that?

Santi! Santi!

Stop it, stop it. Don't hit me!

Santi!

Make some room.

Make some room.

I'm tired.

What's wrong?

- I want to sleep!

- Can't I hug you?

It stings.

You didn't buy me the razor.

You smell of alcohol.

- You too. I like it

when you're drunk.

- Stop it.

- Stop what?

Stop it.

I want to sleep, c'mon!

Stop it!

Why do you get mad?

Don't get mad.

Are you mad?

Are you mad?

Don't get mad.

- Leave it to me.

- I don't want to!

I don't like it! I don't like it!

- Don't move...

- No!

Santi!

Santi, don't touch everhing, c'mon.

The chocolate cereal is there.

I'll reach them for you, wait.

Take them.

No, no, no, don't start, nooo!

No one likes it.

And do you hide to smoke, that's the case?

- It's not nice to leave it with

the wires out. - I'll take it.

- Where will you hang it?

- On top of the desk.

I won't let you.

- What are you doing, Santi?

- It's hot.

- Don't put that in there.

- It's hot!

Where's the screwdriver? Can't find it.

Take it.

Har's collection?

Did you see the catalogue of profles?

Har's collection?

- I can't make it at five. Tell

them to send another helper.

- Didn't you talk to your dad,

told him we moved today?

Dad, the milk has weird things on it.

Tell mom to help you.

- It has things, mom.

- It doesn't, eat it.

It doesn't have anything.

Take it, it's too full.

Now you're stained.

It's nothing. It's nothing! He's a boy!

Go change yourself!

Lucia! Lucia!

What do you want?

Come here... help me.

Hold it.

Who's going to pick him up from school?

- I wanted to talk to Gaston's mom,

see if she can.

You have your t-shirt inside out.

- Tell the moving guys to be careful

with the towers, they come of.

- Anyway, we'll put everthing

inside a box.

So it's all in the same place

and we don't lose anything.

And we don't lose any pieces.

- No, we won't take it. We are ready.

- Santi, listen to your mom.

- No, we won't take it! We can't.

- Listen to your mom, Santi.

Santi, could you listen!?

F***!

- Are you stupid?

- There, it's done, it's nothing!

- Give it to me, you'll cut yourself.

- Get away! Get away!

What's wrong? What a spoonful, eh?

- What a spoonful! It's over,

nothing's wrong.

Let's go to school.

Don't take mine.

Let me know the address where

I have to pick him up. Let's go.

Boys! This is loose!

Dad.

Yeah, the ambulance already arrived.

He was conscious, he spoke

to his wife. Everything's ok.

With Sanchez, his friend.

Insurance should cover it.

Yes, the boys are waiting there.

What time does the fight leave?

Yes, he already left me the key.

I finish here and I go

to the clinic, relax.

Have a nice trip.

Have a nice trip. Bye, bye.

My dad goes on a trip and a guy falls.

- But he had insurance, right?

- Yes.

- Well, then, we tell them he had

a harness on, that it broke...

Take me away from here.

Could you help me move this from here?

Take care of your things

so you can leave fast.

- Who asked you for help?

- Mom did. C'mon, help me.

I can't, I'm busy.

- If you touch my stuf I'll kick you out.

- Ok, ok, I understand!

What's going on?

This brat...

I'm tring to fx things and he

doesn't help. There's no way.

Fix what?

- The damp stains.

- Ok, easy. Don't get in the middle.

Don't make the kid listen to this.

Hi!

Your shoes...

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