Sleepless Knights

Papa, can't you see

you have no shoes on?

Come on.

Sit down here,

I'll bring you them.

A month.

- Yes? Well, it doesn't matter.

The usual. I say: "Get out. "

They're a normal family.

They show me their papers.

They're correct.

He wanted to let them go.

But I didn't. Something was wrong.

I keep them there.

"One second. Open up the trunk. "

There were four people in it!

In this house lives

the sister of the supermarket owner.

Ah, I haven't been there yet.

- No? She has the biggest madeleines.

Bigger than Isabel's.

Leave something over for your brother.

I'll do another fish in a moment.

Carlos, sit down to eat!

- I never eat lunch, Mama.

Eat a little at least!

- No.

Come on.

Sit down and eat in peace.

Who was it that didn't like football?

- No one!

Given the size of the stadium...

for Madrid.

Do you support Barcelona?

No! For Atltico Madrid.

- Oh, you like to suffer.

I'm a romantic

when it comes to football.

They like to suffer.

- Yes, we're born that way.

We only ordered two.

- it's fine, I'll take the third.

What are we eating?

- Here's the menu.

We haven't decided yet.

Hi, you're the new one, right?

- Yes. -And what's your name?

Juan.

- Oh! Her name's Juana.

And I'm Manoli.

Want something to drink?

- No.

Carlos!

- I'm coming.

What does the new guy want?

- A tonic.

And you?

- Nothing.

But can I charge my mobile?

- Yes.

You don't look like you're from here.

- Because I'm not.

I thought...

I was born here,

but I live in Madrid.

Won't you come in?

- No.

It's really nice.

I'm tired.

Should I bring you home?

If we'd gone home,

we'd have got nothing done.

We've started getting organized,

and little by little

our numbers have grown.

We organized a grand demonstration

on May 15,

protest camps in lots of Spanish towns

were the upshot.

These camps are a result

of the demonstrations on May 15.

We all support this movement

by attending the meetings.

The movement has united people

who want to react

to the injustice of the system,

to the politicians and bankers,

to the dominance of the market.

We had spoken about these matters

amongst our friends,

but on May 15 it became plain we

were all talking about the same thing.

Yes, the screwdriver.

You're almost done.

- Pull a little more.

Now you're much safer.

- Don't you have anything better to do?

Are you coming along?

Will your brother be at the bar tonight?

- My brother? No.

I haven't seen your sister in ages.

- Right.

Are you all leaving now?

Will you give me her number

so I can talk to her again?

I don't have it here.

It's in the car.

Well?

Are the girls in Madrid pretty?

That depends.

How long are you staying?

Maybe the other one will come.

- No. She doesn't want to.

They can do as they like.

We'll manage all right.

She'll be on holiday over these days.

She always takes Christmas off, too.

Hello Carlos, how are you?

- Very well.

Are you here for a while again?

You'll have fun here in the village.

Well, it's boring compared to Madrid.

Right, but it's good to be here a while.

- Yes, it's good here.

And how's work doing?

There isn't much work right now,

but after the summer here...

Hello, Papa. Sit down.

The crisis will pass.

Better times are coming.

Yes, they are.

Sure.

- Sure. Will you give me a beer, Mama?

And you? You're building a house?

- Yes, we're just starting.

And how's it doing?

- Very well at the moment.

There was a lot of dust

because of the diggers.

It must be the fan.

And you have to oil it here.

- I'll give it a lickin'.

Because it's linked

straight to the oven...

or else it doesn't run.

- Oh, here!

I'm telling you this

because it happened to my car, too.

Ow, it's red hot.

- Careful. Of course it's red hot.

It's not old at all.

My car is much older.

Older than 20.

- Older than 20?

The warning triangle is out.

So what do we do?

- Isidoro! Call the garage.

And an ambulance for us.

We'll leave the car here.

Look here! Look here!

Did you see that?

This f***in' thing!

Pablo, look!

There it goes!

- No, my one... -Look! Look!

Look!

- No, that was too angled.

All the way to the mayor's door!

I won with an under-leg shot.

Only because I had my helmet on.

- Yes, that might be.

And sit down or we'll run out of breath

with all this smoke.

A catastrophe!

But then, when I concentrated...

We could sing the "Bean Song".

Maria Juana,

weigh the beans right for me.

Ours is a large family

and we're very hungry.

We eat beans on Monday,

on Tuesday and on Wednesday.

We eat tomatoes on Thursday.

On Friday I felt like having sardines

and got a bone caught in my throat.

The next day we had beans.

We eat beans on Monday,

on Tuesday and on Wednesday.

We eat tomatoes on Thursday.

We know that song.

Now a glass of wine!

- No, we're working.

It wouldn't be bad though.

Oh, this smoke,

it's really biting.

Carmelo, the fire is going out.

- Oh, we're suffocating.

The fish won't be ready in three months.

It will taste more of smoke

than of salt.

It won't be edible.

Blow.

Blow!

There are too few embers.

Blow, blow!

- Now it's burning properly!

The sun shines in my heart,

as my soul is dressed

as if for first communion.

And should I die one day,

- I don't plan on dying...

and see the splendor,

I will laugh thankfully,

For I carry the splendor within me.

Path that leads to the mountains,

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