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I've promised Hector that I'd replace him.

It seems like you're the only one who does any work.

- If I don't work, we don't eat.

You're won't work so hard when Miguelito is born, huh?

That's a good one.

What is it?

For me?

Who else?

Watch me.

Watch me.

- I'm curious.

Damn, you seem to be an expert.

I'm going to break your record.

- Will you agree to four.

Go f*** yourself.

Not even three.

F***ing rocks.

Which do youu like most?

- Are these all there are?

No.

You took one of me at the funeral.

It's under my bed.

Naughty boy. I said you shouldn't shoot me.

I don't need to take pictures of you.

I know your body from head to toe.

I'll show you.

It's really well done.

You looked so serious when you were burying Carlos.

You looked like a real leader.

You have to take it seriously,

otherwise his soul will find no rest.

You really believe that story, huh?

Wisearse. Don't spit into the sky,

because it'll come back to hit you in the face.

Terrible saying.

They're good,

but they were better last week.

Have you suddenly become a connoisseur?

Forgive me, Your Eminence.

There's something for you.

What is it?

- Open it.

I wanted to give it to you for the trip,

but now you're not going ...

What?

I said I didn't want any gifts.

You wanted a love.

She thinks I'm fixing nets. What should

I say? I found it in the sea?

Don't be so stupid.

-Hide it in your boat.

You're certainly feeling very generous.

The camera. The candle for Mariela.

You thought I wouldn't find it?

She wanted it very much.

- I don't want you to give her anything.

don't talk to her

and stay away from her.

I met her by chance.

- I'm not interested in an explanation.

You'd like me to be dumb and nothing more.

Maybe you think that, but I don't.

But that's how it should be.

Really?

Well if it should be so ...

...then I can go one better.

Come on, Santiago.

Wait.

What about your paintings?

You really are stupid. Do you really think

I'm here because of them?

I am here because of you, idiot. Now I've

said it. Satisfied? I'm here because of you.

You knew I had a wife and a child

besides, I'm not like that.

No ... You're a real man, huh?

A real macho, huh?

- So what?

And what am I?

Think what you want,

but I see your face when we f***.

F*** you.

Go f*** yourself, motherf***er.

Like every Sunday, we're invited to Miguel &

Mariela Salas home ...

...to enjoy lunch for 1 hour.

Because she's giving birth soom she needs help with the cooking.

Tano and Jacinto have already offered their help. Give them a round of applause.

And someone else has offered to help?

Yes, yes. I will.

You, Ms. Trinidad?

- No, not me. My daughter.

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