Subida Al Cielo (Ascent To Heaven) Page #4

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It hurts a lot, doesn't it?

I feel terrible.

You should have come sooner.

I think it's close.

Calm down, calm down.

Now we're in for it,

here comes another car.

Almonds, sugar coated peanuts,

candy and chewing gum.

- Like this, mother?

- Be quiet.

- Watch out.

- I couldn't be more careful.

Please, back up.

We're in a hurry.

Hey buddy, back up.

Let's go.

I'd like to sir, but I can't.

- My reverse doesn't work.

- What?

Back up or I'll make you.

This junk couldn't even be towed.

Let's see.

All right, let's go.

Pull.

Harder on reverse.

Harder, man.

We need a pulley.

Yes, Congressman.

I'm familiar with this.

Back up, and it'll be solved.

Look, Mr. Eladio.

Fidencio, wait. Let's get off.

No, I don't want to. Stop it.

You pig. You're always sniffling...

...but never blow your nose. Creep.

Gross, snot.

Oh, my, what happened?

Silvestre, get off and take the kids.

Call some women to help with Feliza.

Go on, hurry.

Turn around, don't look.

Women! I need two.

Hurry, quickly.

- They're coming.

- Hurry.

Come on, I'll take you.

What do you need?

Get in, no questions.

Come on.

This happened to

me years ago...

...on a boat, and I'm fine.

Hurry. Don't just stand there.

And don't let any men in here.

- Move, I'm going in.

- You can't.

It's the honey,

I need to wash it down.

I need my bottle.

No, you son of a...

- Oh, Oliverio, Oliverio.

- What?

Look...

- Really?

- Yes.

I'm sorry. I'll see what I can do.

Do you know what's going on?

We don't have a place for the show.

Too bad, find a way.

We made the trip, it's too late.

Ma'am, everything is fine.

- Do you want to come?

- Heavens.

Mother, let me see it.

Stay right here, girl.

- Stay here.

- Oh, child.

What are you up to,

pretty little bud?

I'm taking this to Feliza.

Don't let her mistreat you.

Don't get burnt.

- What if I do?

- You'll burn me, too.

You've got experience, child.

Experience?

You bet. Do you want to try?

I'm burning for you,

and you're so evasive.

Put some time aside for me.

Those squeaking doors.

Get someone to oil them.

- I think it was a boy.

- A boy?

It's a boy, it's a boy.

It's about time, so many girls.

I'm going to cry my eyes out.

Hospitals with all their staff...

...can't pick flowers like this.

- How's the mother?

- Just fine.

She just wants to go home.

Tell the men to climb on board...

...to help her get off.

He sure is cute, look at that...

He's so cute.

He's cute, isn't he?

Silvestre, I'm helping too.

- She's heavy.

- Come on, come on.

- Help me, Silvestre.

- Yes, Oliverio, let's see.

Be careful. Get a good

grip on her shoulders.

- Slowly.

- I'll hold her legs.

- Come on.

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