Rivales Page #2

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They were Catalonians.

Don't have a go at Real Madrid.

I'm not.

See that lad? He's my son.

He was in his mum's belly

when I made him a member.

We're going to Seville

to play a Catalonian team.

And we'll thrash them.

Right, Willy?

Do you think I like Catalonians?

They bust my balls,

like they do everyone else,

but they've got some good things,

you can't deny that.

Tomato bread, Port Aventura,

Pau Gasol, he's a star,

and above all,

you can't deny it, cava.

I want you to try it. Please.

It sells like hotcakes.

It's great at room temperature.

You might even order some.

No. Thanks, but I have an ulcer...

It's digestive. Got a glass?

This goes from 0 to 100

in 4 seconds.

Bastard!

Do you know what

Stephen Hawking says?

We're 5 minutes from

the end of the world.

I'm not surprised that

people are loopy,

waiting for the tiniest excuse

to savage each other. We're killing

ourselves and the planet.

Your generation had better

get moving,

...or it's all over.

- That's great.

What's great?

We have to fix what you screwed up.

Hold on,

I didn't screw anything up.

I've struggled my whole life

to raise a good family

and to give you a good life.

The thing is,

your mother wouldn't follow me.

- That's all.

- Where?

Huh?

Where was she meant to follow you?

Okay. You get out

and fill her up.

What'll you pay with?

Fill her up and don't you worry.

Listen.

The expensive kind, the 98.

Hello. Good afternoon.

- Is that 'n' for... Nuria?

- No.

- Don't tell me... Nerea?

- No.

Wait, I've got a gift for this.

With those eyes,

your name is... Nieves?

Your tank is heating up.

No, I'm not giving you

this watch for the gas.

It's worth a lot more.

It's a guarantee.

Are you going to rob me?

It's collateral.

Do you know what that is?

Please, please!

And tomorrow... Listen to me!

I'll come back,

give you the cash,

and you return my watch.

Take what you want.

There's 2000 in the till.

You're not listening.

My dad, boyfriend and brother

are out back.

Shall I talk to them, Natalia?

My name's Nines, damn it!

Nines!

Nines, honey, you hurt me.

The Civil Guards come by

every day at this time.

Look, I need gas.

I've lost my wallet,

and I'll leave you

this beauty as a guarantee:

a Formula 1 Tag,

the one Fernando Alonso uses.

It has a sapphire crystal,

luminescent hands,

this thing that goes round,

this is for scuba-diving,

but I use it to time the chicken.

Help!

Run, run, run!

Run like hell!

Shut it.

Help!

Son of a b*tch! I'm going to...

Okay, okay.

Take it easy. It's fine.

What the hell's wrong with people?

What's wrong with them?

What's wrong?

What's wrong with the car?

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