Nine Queens Page #5

- A mess?

- Your sister.

Hello.

Either we never get to talk

or we speak twice the same day.

No, I can't now.

And why should it concern me?

If you're f***ing with me

to get me to go and talk about...

our grandparents' estate

Wait. Wait a minute!

Alright, I'm on my way.

Yes!

- Problems?

- I don't know. Maybe.

I'm going to see my sister.

And what shall I do?

Come along.

You never know with my sister.

Maybe I might need a witness.

Pay for this. I'll pay you later.

- Your sister works here?

- Yes.

- Does she... ?

- No.

My sister is a responsible person.

- A miracle. I called and you came.

- I'm fine, thanks. And you?

Fine, we are fine.

Thanks for your concern.

You called to give me sh*t?

I'm trying to keep the party going,

to be polite.

I wish it was a party.

You needn't be polite.

It'd be enough if you just

carried out your responsibilities.

I heard that song before.

I think it was your mother singing it.

- You're a bastard!

- Watch your mouth.

Be careful your bosses might listen.

How many are they? Ten, twenty?

Never seen a woman

with as many bosses as she has.

- Who is this?

- Juan, a friend.

- I called you.

- And I came with him. What d'you want?

Come here.

How many times did I ask you

not to meddle with the hotel...

and its guests, that you do

your business elsewhere?

Too many.

I was at the lobby and

that partner of yours, the old man...

what was his name?

- Sandler?

- That's it.

- I thought he had died.

- Don't f*** with me.

I'm not. I haven't seen him

in six or seven years.

Besides, he wasn't my partner.

He does something else.

He was at the lobby insisting

on seeing a guest.

I thought it was one of your affairs.

You're wrong.

I had you called, they didn't find you,

and I had him sent out.

You've become a snitch?

This is my job and I work my ass off

I hope you don't

mean it literally.

When the old man was being

thrown out, he had a seizure...

He fainted.

The house doctor

has already seen him...

and they'll call an ambulance shortly.

What does all this have

to do with me?

The old man recognized me and

asked me, begged me to call you...

that it was urgent,

he needed to talk to you.

My life is quite a mess as it is.

Make sure he doesn't come back.

Neither do you.

- You called me.

- He did.

Whatever you have to settle,

do it and go away.

It makes me nervous

to see you here.

You're as loving as always.

By the way, are you dating someone,

did you get married?

I'm dating.

It will be one year tomorrow.

- Congratulations. I know him?

- I don't think so. He's decent.

Nice ass, right?

Marquitos, you came.

- You called me, Sandler.

- I thought... you know...

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