The dead mother

Synopsis: Yvon, 50 years old, gets out of jail. He has a special permission to attend his mother's funeral. During the day, he gets together with his family, his dead mother, a debt to pay and lots of memories to burn.
Genre: Drama, Family, Short
15 min

The Dead Mother

There's no money.

Come in.


-Good morning.

-Hello, Blanca.

l won't keep you.

The director doesn't call me

every day.

There's no hurry.

Sit down.

-What did you want?

-How are you getting on?

-You must miss your family.

-Not at all.

l'm of more use here.

No one is indispensable.

-ls it about yesterday's meeting?


l had to go out three times

in one hour, but...

No, l know about

your bladder problem.

lf l'm nervous, it's worse.


No, this is something less official.


ls it that obvious?

Yes... No!

-How do you think she is?

-Apart from the diabetes?

Of course.

To be quite honest...

just the same.

She's so strange.

You should really ask

Begona and Ana.

l'd rather ask you.

l've only been here

for two months.

They're her tutors.

l'm just an assistant.

But she's different with you.

She doesn't look at you the same.

You should ask them anyway.

l didn't mean to put you

on the spot. l'm sorry.

And l'd rather you didn't.

l'm sorry.

Do you think she could be adopted?

She has Mrs. Millas.

But who'd adopt someone so old,

who doesn't even speak?

l would.

You think she's better

with that old woman?


-What's wrong?

-Wrong? ls something wrong?

l waited yesterday,

but you didn't come to bed.

-You shouldn't have waited.

-And today?

And today? And tomorrow?

l've got my own room, remember?

You're going out?

Fine, that's right.

l'm going out, see?

-Please, stay. We have to talk.


What for?

Since when do we have to talk?

lf you go out, l'll kill you!

l'll kill you!

Don't go, you son of a bitch!


Swear again,

and l'll thump you.

-Why do you stay with me? Why?

-l don't know. Why?

Sleep with me today

or l'll kill myself!

-l will, you bastard!

-Stop swearing!

-Son of a bitch!

-Shut up!

l can't stand that talk.

Why are you with me?

Get out of my way!

My love.

Sorry, we're closed.

There's no action until 9.00.

See what happens when you leave

the fucking door open.

lt stinks here.

lt stinks?

Just close the fucking door.

What the hell's going on now?

ls there something to fucking see?

Must you swear all the time?


What are you doing?

-l went to your room...

-l don't know.



You've never had that.

l was taking a shit

and l forgot to lift the cover.

You see?

That's it!


Drop by once a week

and check the fucking fridge.

l'll pay you the rest

when l get back.

You understand, right?

l didn't build this up

by trusting people.

That's good.

l like guys with tight mouths.

And women with big pussies,

just like you do, l guess.

For Crissake,

the fucking door is open again!

Give me a beer and l'm off.

Well, f*ck me. The guy goes,

and opens it in my fucking face.

Would you quit swearing?

A beer, you said?

F*ck the beer!

l shut the door so l don't

get screwed like yesterday,

and you just go and open it again?

The bastard isn't even listening!

Listen, fucker!

l want the door shut and l mean

shut tighter than a trucker's ass!

-Don't shut it.


Why not clean up outside

and you can watch the girls?

Quit dicking me around.

Shut the fucking door!

What are you doing?

Listen, stop fucking around,

and get me a beer.


What the hell is it now?

Do l have to serve myself

in my own fucking bar?

Get me the fucking beer!

For Crissake!

Well then?

Son of a bitch,

what are you doing?

Carlos, you're crazy!

That's the problem.

l'm not crazy.

Your beer...

My name isn't Carlos.

My name is lsmael...


de Matauko.

l'll have to be careful

for a while.

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