Post Tenebras Lux Page #3

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It's been ages!

How are you?

It's been six months.

- How are you, Uncle?

- Good. Good.

Eleazar!

- Hello.

- How are you?

- You're growing fast, man.

- Eleazar.

- How are you?

- Where's your sister?

- Rut!

- Where did you leave her?

Rut! Come here!

Hello, how are you, darling?

So nice to see you!

Eleazar and Rut, have you said hello

to great-grandma yet?

- No.

- No.

Well, go and say hello!

Go say hello.

What's up, Eleazar?

Rut!

Aldrete family.

Who's next?

Hey, children! Get together

according to you families.

Very good, keep studying hard,

so you can grow up to be

a great businessman!

What do you want to do

when you grow up?

I don't know.

Start thinking! Use your head.

Give Great-Grandma a kiss!

Bravo!

I'll split.

For the three of us.

For Blas.

Here. For Lucas.

We're rich now. Rich!

I caught you!

You too, you too!

Have you started ruining the table?

Something's missing... half a baguette!

Rut, you're eating already?

And you, too?

Come here with your grandmother.

Do you like this music, my dear?

It's understandable

that the school expelled him.

Come on, two computers!

For God's sake, all children

go through destructive phases.

Well, I don't know.

Within a fortnight, nobody will remember

the computers or the boy.

Because the boy

will be up to something else.

He's been getting into mischief

for centuries.

Didn't he split

his cousin's head open?

- Of course!

- That's right!

He's been doing the same thing

for six years now.

It was about time

the school said enough!

Cousins, after hearing

you talk for half an hour...

You reminded me of a passage

from War and Peace

where Tolstoy talks about Pierre,

the former millionaire

who becomes a pariah

when the French invade Moscow.

It goes something like this:

"Pierre felt for the first time

that strange yet pleasant feeling

as he suddenly understood

that wealth, power, life,

everything that men fight for

and defend so eagerly,

are worth no more than the pleasure

one feels when they abandon you."

Juan, it looks like the countryside

is getting to you!

New Age architecture

isn't doing you any good.

I don't see anything funny

in going around breaking things.

Honestly, me neither.

What a load of bullshit.

These cousins...

Are you still going on

with your, "it's been a long time.

Ah, it's so nice to see you!"?

What an a**hole you are! You know what?

Take your sh*t somewhere else!

You've been drunk since you got here.

Go to sleep!

Listen, people! I honestly think

that Dostoyevsky is far better.

Tolstoy is... too intense!

And the truth is that

the greatest is Chekhov.

Or do you only read modern books?

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