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And he said:
"No, madam, I'm discharging him

so he can go home".

"But, as he is how, what do I do with him at

home? He said:
"That is a problem of yours".

He added:
"I'm off on holidays".

He is dying! I told him.

"Then let him die relaxedly

in his home", he answered.

But you can't have him being tortured for 20 days

with the tests to operate him and leave him like that...

(Whispers) Girls, have you forgotten about me?

Don't say such rot, dad!

Nobody could ever forget about you!

Let's do it slowly.

What a pleasure to go out, isn't it?

Let's go home...

Come on, I'll put the bags in.

(Whispers) You are at home. What a pleasure...

I'll bring you the "Sosegn".

Yes.

Rest...

Mum, I'm going. I've got to do plenty

of stuff... Ok?

Ok, darling.

If anything happens, you call me, anytime.

I'll come tomorrow morning, ok?

Thank you.

It's ok, mum.

Be careful.

Madame Milene?

Hi, it's Severine.

Severine! How long!

I'm glad to hear you.

I need money.

When?

Well, now! I've got the weekend off.

On weekdays I'm very busy.

I'll see what I can do for you, darling.

Can I call you tonight if I

find something?

Yes, yes, of course.

I await your call.

(Phone)

Yes?

Severine?

Who is this?

I'm phoning on behalf of Madame Milene.

(they recognize their voices) You have the wrong number,

sir. Here doesn't live any Severine.

I must have dialled the wrong number.

Sorry.

The slices, madame.

Thank you, Alex.

(Phone)

Hi. Has he called you yet?

(off) Who?

The customer! Who is it going to be?

But... How dare you to give my

number away?

I couldn't reject.

Things can't be done this way!

Are you mad or what?

He knows everything about you. And I haven't told him a thing,

he found out on his own.

He knows you did your attempts as actress

and that some times... you have acted for me...

Months ago he make me promise that, if you were to get

in touch with me again, I'd call him.

I couldn't refuse, he is my best customer.

(Hangs)

(Phone)

Yes?

Magdalena, daughter!

Mum! How is dad?

Very bad. We've had a terrible night

He hasn't stopped vomiting.

He's vomiting blood, and everything...

As if it had exploded on the inside... I don't know what to do

I'm on my way.

(Phone)

Yes?

Mister Martel?

It's Lena.

Good day... Lena.

Good day.

I'm sorry to bother you...

You never bother me.

Look, I'm calling you because my

dad is dying.

We must take him somewhere,

but I don't know where.

He was discharged yesterday from the Manzanares Hospital

and we don't know what to do with him.

Don't worry. We will take him into Emergency

in a private clinic. I'll take care of everything.

Relax, madam. Doctor Blasco is the best

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