Masangeles Page #3

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You smell of alcohol, Daddy.

Because of my work.

l've been had again

by that son of a b*tch, Menotti.

Who's Menotti?

A son of a b*tch l should kill.

You'd better clean your teeth.

Yes.

And divorce,

change jobs,

go abroad,

change my life...

Maybe tomorrow.

Turn off the lights upstairs.

There's always one left on.

l'm the one who pays all the bills here.

So l can turn on all the lights

l want. All!

Aurora!

What's happening to the doors?

Why are you doing this to me?

l'm having the

whole house renovated.

-And that wardrobe there?

- lt's not there any more.

And my socks?

My shirts, my pants?

l don't know.

Ask Winston.

Winston?

Did l tell you

that General Romagno had called?

To say Dr Menotti

had taken up the duel.

lt'll be a duel with pistols,

early tomorrow, at 8 a.m.

With the same arms as for the duel

which cost Mr Beltrin his life.

And the same rules.

At 8 a.m.

That's a good time.

lt's not too early.

You fixed the time.

Oh, did l?

lt's a good time.

Do you need anything else?

Solitude.

The best of company.

- Oh, Winston...

- Yes, Sir?

You should have phoned me sooner.

l did.

You weren't at Madam Susana's any more,

and hadn't yet arrived

at Madam Estela's.

l thought you were at Madam Sofia's,

but nobody answered.

lt's because l forgot

to tell you about Nuria,

a magnificent Negress.

- Shall l turn on the radio?

- Yes, thank you.

...without ever having learnt to fence,

Senator Saavedra will fight his 4 th duel.

Don Aurelio, if you're listening in,

l beg you to be careful.

We've always followed you, since your 1 st

duel. What would become of us without you?

We've always followed you, since your 1 st

duel. What would become of us without you?

Panetti, where've you been?

l've been waiting for hours!

D'you see this room, Panetti?

l'm very fond of it.

And l'd like the top part, up there,

to be arched. D'you see?

That's a bit complicated,

we could see about that later.

Aurelio!

Who's in there?

Aurelio, is it you?

Give me a hand, Panetti!

- Santiago, what are you doing?

- l'm doing bigs.

With your pants on?

Nobody's perfect.

What a son of a b*tch Menotti is!

He's killed him. He's covered in blood!

Help him. He's bleeding.

He's bleeding.

There. On the right. No, on the left.

No, it'll be better upstairs, in the bedroom.

No, we haven't time.

ln the dining-room, on the table.

Quiet, please. Talk to me, Aurelio.

Please bring me some surgical spirit

and some tweezers. And call the priest.

To hell with the priest!

l want to finish the duel.

father, have you come to

give the Minister the extreme unction?

The Deputy Minister,

it seems he's been hit by a bullet.

Can you confirm that?

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