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OK POLLO'S PARTY AT 12

GOT A CAR?

-Stop it, you jerk.

-"Stop it, you jerk. "

-Here.

-"Here. "

Please use a glass, Matias.

Do you need your car?

I don't think so. Why?

Where are you going?

A party.

-Where?

-In the city.

Whose party is it?

Mum, can I use your car?

Sure.

Sh*t!

-Have you cut yourself?

-It's okay.

Hi.

-How about a kiss?

-Pee!

-Hi.

-Hi.

Why are you eating like that?

What was that mask?

My dad sent it.

Yes, he asked if you'd got the parcel.

I'll ring him later.

He sent an inflatable dinghy too.

And I got a new suitcase.

We have to take

an inflatable dinghy?

Ask Malena that.

Why are you having supper so late?

I had to stand in for Gordo,

and I still have one more.

-What time will you finish?

-Late. Don't wait up.

Dad...

I'd better be going.

One last drink?

No, I'm off.

I'm tired out.

There were a lot of papers

in the closet. Mostly yours.

I left them out for you.

See if you want them

or I'll throw them out.

I don't know...

Throw them all away.

LEVIATHAN:

It was among all that stuff.

I'll get something to put them in.

Okay.

Don't throw anything away.

I'll look through them some time.

So it's question and answer time:

for instance, mathematics.

Hi, sweetie.

What are you doing?

- Questions and answers?

-Yes.

How much do you charge?

To win a woman's heart, Rogelio,

you have to say things to dazzle her.

Understand?

-Flashlight!

-No! Things to knock her out.

-Sledgehammer!

-No.

Say something with love.

- Clove!

-No!

That guy there is

the girl's boyfriend.

Watch out for him after the show.

- You f***ed up, man.

-Why?

I get to hide in the case.

It's you who did the talking!

Well?

Not cold enough...

or it's too sweet, I don't know.

Just leave it to me.

-Hi.

-Hi.

"Structure 2", right?

I have a serious problem...

I just ruined the party.

I need to go home for the mixer.

Okay. I'll wait here.

-Hi.

-Hi.

They'll kill me. I broke the mixer

and the party only just began.

You can drive me home

or give me the keys? Choose.

Hi, sweetie.

Have you finished?

How long will you be?

Why are you talking like that?

Malena's in bed.

Why aren't you back yet?

How long will you be?

I'm...

five breaths away.

Five breaths and some chocolate.

Then that's ten breaths.

No.

-It's Pollo.

-What does he say?

"Buy ice, urgent. "

Must have more mixers to break.

You're a real scream!

That's right!

That girl was really pretty.

-From school, right?

-Yes.

I think she did "Structure 2" with us.

How is it working out?

Well, considering I'm going to

your place right now to get a mixer...

What do you think?

Somebody recommended

a beach near Floripa.

"Morro de... " something or another.

Praia do Morro.

I told you I'd found it

on the Internet, remember?

There are some great pictures of

it.

Hey, man! F*** you!

Bastard!

How come you don't know

the girl's name yet?

You've got a nerve.

-Dragging me away...

-You ought to know her name.

You cheeky bastard.

She better still be there.

Women love mystery.

We'll get back to the party,

she'll wonder where we've been...

-She'll be intrigued.

-What are you talking about?

You were behind the bar.

I downloaded this drink recipe.

If you both try it,

she'll be yours.

Right...

-What's the matter?

-I dropped it.

You dropped the cigarette?

Stupid!

No... lift up the carpet.

I'm so tired, my love.

Hold on, I'm only

two breaths away.

Love you.

Love you too.

It's my Mum's car, dammit!

Look for the smoke! Was it lit?

-It was probably out.

-There, there!

For f***'s sake!

You are so stupid!

Always the same!

It wasn't that serious.

Are you okay?

You f***ed it up!

But are you okay?

Yes, but you've really

f***ed up my bike.

Oh!

Oh, God!

There's road work. I had to swerve

and suddenly your bike was there.

You haven't even said

sorry for f***ing it up.

You son of a b*tch.

Look what you've done!

But it was your fault.

You were in the middle of the road!

My fault? F*** you!

And you go f*** yourself!

-You're crazy.

-F*** that!

Get out of the f***ing car!

Go f*** yourself!

Get out, you sissy!

F*** you! Motherf***er!

Don't touch him.

I'm shattered.

The last performance

really took it out of me.

Shitty audience too.

You took a long time.

Let me sleep, Fede.

This isn't what I was promised.

What about the chocolate?

There isn't any.

There was this idiot with a bike.

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

What are you doing like that?

Another Sunday

you'll be sleeping all day.

You're dripping water

everywhere, Matias.

Somebody stole the car.

What?

Yes...

-It was nothing...

-Are you okay?

They opened the door, pulled me out

and drove off, that's all.

-Did they hurt you?

-No, I'm okay.

I'd just dropped Chaucha off

and I stopped at a red light.

There were two of them,

one on each side.

They pointed a gun at me

and pulled me out of the car...

-Don't worry.

-It's okay.

The main thing is you're okay.

- Yes, it was nothing.

-The car's insured anyway.

I'm going to bed.

No, no, Mati.

Go and put some clothes on.

-We'd better go to the police.

-Why?

To report it.

-Me?

-Yes.

But the car's in Mum's name...

-Quiet, she's asleep.

-Can't you go?

I need to get some sleep, Dad.

Matias, it'll only take five minutes.

Then you can come back and sleep.

So... "At the intersection,

the victim stopped

at a red traffic light. "

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