El Cuerpo Page #4

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I fell off the wagon.

But I only drink coffee now.

7 months on coffee,

I'm a gourmet about it.

Try switching to teas.

Your heart will thank you.

My heart's withstood much worse.

You'd be doing yourself a favour

if you put it behind you.

When will you stop blaming yourself?

It's been a long time.

It was a night like tonight.

I'm alone now, Silvia.

No.

You're not.

What's wrong?

- Where is everyone?

- Go back inside.

- Have you seen the time?

- Yeah.

- You know what a day I've had?

- We're working on...

Listen, please.

Tell your boss I want to go home.

Be patient.

I'll see what's happening.

Please, call your boss.

Please, Mr. Ulloa,

go back into the office.

Thank you.

Mayka.

Thanks.

What about yours?

- It's 9 in the morning.

- Not in Los Angeles.

And I want to toast

to the trip's success.

And...

...to my return.

- Will this toast do you?

- No.

The lab called, I have to go.

Alex...

We've been apart for 3 weeks.

We have to talk.

I've got a meeting.

You're the Director,

you can do what you like.

No one can fire you.

Except me.

You know something?

I don't like this kind of joke.

I work hard because

I take what I do very seriously.

And I do it because I like it.

I know.

That's why you're where you are,

and not teaching at a college.

I don't want to leave angry.

See you later, okay?

Hello. Cristina?

Please call and tell them

Alex can't make the meeting.

No, he's fine.

Mayka...

What are you doing?

What's more, he won't be

returning to the lab.

Get a letter of dismissal

ready for him.

Mayka... Mayka!

Of course!

- What are you doing?

- Of course I'm serious.

It's my company. It's my decision

and I've just made it.

Thanks.

We'll sort it out this afternoon,

but now we have

the whole morning to ourselves.

Come here...

Alex?

Darling!

I didn't speak to anyone!

You're like a child.

I'll book a table somewhere

for dinner when you get out.

You'll be sleepy...

from the jet lag.

I'll be awake.

Tell me when you want the table.

Tonight...

Tonight you will be mine.

- Why'd you leave the office?

- What are you doing here?

I heard a noise.

The fuses blew,

but it's fixed now.

What...?

It's the box with

the deceased's personal items.

They were in this locker.

The lock's been jimmied.

Were you searching through

your wife's things?

No, I didn't touch anything.

According to the delivery note,

the mobile phone's missing.

It was in here.

I didn't take anything.

Who was it then?

One of the dead?

They got bored

and wanted to liven up our night?

Empty your pockets.

Why would I take my wife's mobile?

Please, Mr. Ulloa.

Incredible. Incredible.

MY Phone.

Thanks.

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