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The laundry machine goes here,

and from the kitchen

we get out.

Here's the grill,

the pool was red one.

Here's the thatched barbecue area.

The house isn't what

it appears to be.

The owner patched it up quickly

to sell it to the first idiot.

What?

The electrical installation is old,

it isn't updated.

There's no way it's worth

what the owner claims it to.

As an investment. It's crap.

No more bullshit.

Now, to the media.

...and the place is filled with

guys and girls, filmed continuously.

With a lot of cameras,

and it's later aired on TV.

You need a lot of cameras

to capture all the details,

in the living room, the kitchen,

the bathroom, yes?

It's not staged, they aren't actors.

It's life itself.

It's a revolutionary idea.

- Yes, yes.

- And where was the idea born?

Argentina.

Olavarra, to be precise.

From Olavarra to the world.

I named it "Realiry".

Because "Realiry" means

life itself.

Buton TV.

There's no pornography, right?

One thing though, you'll have

to buy the cameras yourself.

We don't have that many.

So long, baby.

Thanks for everything.

Ready.

Bye.

Thanks.

You've got an angel.

In TV we say like this, either you

got an angel, or you don't.

You've got it.

- Do you have a boyfriend?

- No.

No, in TV always look

at the camera when you speak.

Has it been long since.

Since you've been with a guy?

Yes, it's been a while.

Favorite food?

- Potato pie.

- Very tasty!

Take off your shirt.

With a foxy face,

come on, sexy.

Aslut's face, come on.

Pull out your tongue.

There you go.

Which team do you cheer for?

- Central.

- Oh, you're a Central swine.

Touch yourself.

Touch yourself.

No, no.

Touch your beaver.

What are you laughing of?

The word, it made me...

Touch your c*nt.

Spread your legs, wide.

Give me a foxy face, come on.

There.

Get up, get up.

Turn around.

Bend over, with your ass

to the camera. Show me.

- Sorry.

- What the.

Unbelievable.

They ask me everything,

get in, get out.

Come here.

It's part of my job, you see.

I have to do this.

Let's see...

Allow me.

There is bread.

So, with that money,

and 2000 pesos I have saved,

I can buy a Fiat Uno 92'.

No...

Buy dollars.

Put them under your mattress,

Hold on for a year, year and a half

then we'll see.

But why?

Buy dollars, everything will

blow up at the end of the year.

Around April, May go out and sell.

And you hit the jackpot.

- Are you sure?

- No.

Buy the Fiat Uno and keep doing

these odd jobs the rest of your life.

What a moron.

We're live!

Hello Carlos,

welcome to the house,

Make yourself comfortable,

please,

Hello, Reina!

Welcome, dear.

Find yourself a place to sit.

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