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in the world

that stay pretty after they die.

Did Nelson tell you that?

- Leave the flowers.

- Don't touch me!

Leave the flowers and get out.

Come back when your friend

pays me what he owes me!

Go on, beat it!

Get out. Goodbye.

Black bastard.

Playing the immigrant with me...

You got a letter?

Want me to read it to you?

It's private.

Okay.

Have you got a boyfriend?

That's private too,

like your letter.

You don't have one.

I don't?

I can tell.

How can you tell I don't have one,

- may I ask?

- Because he never calls you.

He doesn't call because

he doesn't want to bother you.

Go figure.

You're the one he'd be bothering.

A girl used to come in the mornings.

Her boyfriend called all the time.

Let's meet tonight.

And you'd better look sharp

if you're coming to see me.

Will you take me dancing?

No.

No.

Because I said no.

Why do you always say that

when you want something from me?

If you want me to answer that,

first you have to take me dancing.

Then we'll see.

I said, we'll see.

Did the telephone bother you?

Did someone call?

You didn't hear?

Was it my daughter?

This is a good time

to send money, right?

The exchange rate

is still going up...

You're pregnant.

What will you name it?

I don't know.

It needs to have a name.

Can I touch it?

Can I talk to it?

Just something short.

Hey, you, whatever your name is.

You're too late.

We're going to miss each other.

There's no room

for anyone else out here.

But I'm leaving

and you can have my spot.

Your mother will save it for you.

It's yours, don't forget.

Don't let anyone take it from you.

This is for you.

Here's the money they wired you.

It'll work out, you'll see.

We'll be able to make plans.

Plans?

Yeah, plans.

People make plans, don't they?

Travel, move somewhere better,

have a baby...

I don't mean now,

but in a year or two.

When things are better, right?

You always said you wanted to.

And you always said you didn't.

I never said I didn't.

Two years ago you did.

Because the timing wasrt right.

With no money

and where we live.

There's no room.

There's room to sell flowers.

There has to be.

I can't sell them in the street.

You know that, Marcela.

Don't make me explain it to you.

How do you imagine life, Nelson?

Life?

Yeah, life.

The things yet to come.

How things will be.

I don't mean next month

or the month after that.

I mean our life together.

Have you ever tried to imagine it?

Close your eyes and see it?

Because I can't.

I try, but I can't, Nelson.

I close my eyes

and I can't see anything.

We need to save a little more,

right?

We're better off than last year.

That isn't saying much.

Gladis said you gave them

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