Ivan andImovedhere a fewmonthsago.
The worId wasfaIIing apart...
andI wantedto save it andsave myseIf.
IfeIt Iike Noah.
In the coop on my terrace...
I wantedto save a coupIe ofeach species.
Anyway...
IcouIdn 't save the coupIe Icaredabout most--
Ivan andme.
Pepa, darIing...
Inever want to hearyousay, ''I'm unhappy. ''
Yours, Ivan.
Life means nothing without you.
Will you marry me?
1 ,001 nights wouldn't be enough.
I can't live without you.
I love you, desire you, need you.
That night in thejungle was heaven.
Let's get married again.
You're the geisha of my life. Sayonara.
With you by my side, I don't need success.
I'm willing to accept you as you are.
Baby, some things are unmistakably American.
I'm all yours.
- I accept you as you are. - Great.
How many men have you had to forget?
Say something nice.
Lie.
Tell me you've been waiting for me...
and you'd die if I didn't return.
Say you still love me as I love you.
Thanks.
Thanks a lot.
Call these two numbers.
First, I'll call one...
then the other.
Pepa.
Pepa, sweetheart, did you oversleep?
We started without you.
Listen. PackaIImystuff in a suitcase.
I'm going on a trip tomorrow.
I'II come andpickit up andsaygood-bye...
but I'II caIIyou before.
Ifyou don't want to see me, just Ieave it downstairs.
Thanks forbeing so understanding.
Idon't deserve it.
I'II caIIIater, darIing.
Ivan?
''EXA.'' Hello.
Is Ivan there?
Hejust called me.
Sorry. Hejust left.
But your director is here having a fiit 'cause you're not here.
Yes. Here he is.
I'm sorry, German.
I couldn't sleep, so I took a pill.
Don't worry.just come now.
I'll be right there.
I have to stop by for some test results on my way.
Okay, but make it quick.
Some people are lucky. I'll call your cab now.
Who wanted a taxi?
Whoever asked for a taxi, come to the front desk.
Don't smoke...
eat properly, and you'll be fii ne.
Mr. Salcedo, please pick up the telephone.
It's about time. Studio seven.
Did Ivan call again?
No. Forget him, honey.
I'm working on it.
Just give me time.
And cut the microphone.
Give me that paper! Give me that!
- I'm really sorry, guys. - Okay, let's go.
Arturo, do you take...
Eugenia as your wife...
and promise to be faithful, for richer or for poorer...
in sickness and in health, until death do you part?
Yeah, I think so.
And you, Eugenia. Eugenia?
Yes, Father?
Do you take Arturo as your husband?
Sure. Ofcourse I do.
What God has united, let no man tear asunder.
Can we kiss now, Father?
My child, you mustn't trust any man.
Not even my husband?
You can't be too careful.
Fine. We'll check it later.
Roll it.
- You start rehearsing. - Thankyou.
Here. Drink.
I'm not thirsty.
It'IIheIpyou to sIeep.
I already tried it, and it didn't help.
Howmany men haveyou hadto forget?
As many as the women you remember.
Don't go.
I haven't moved.
Saysomething nice.
What shall I say?
Lie. TeIImeyou've waitedforme forever.
I've waited foryou all these years.
Sayyou'ddie ifIdidn 't return.
I'd have died ifyou hadn't returned.
SayyoustiIIIove me asIIoveyou.
I still love you as you love me.
Thanks. Thanks a Iot.
Pepa, are you okay?
Yeah, I'm fii ne. I'll be right back.
You've got some nerve.
Call this number, please.
You have no right, Pepa.
Just dial the number.
You're making a fool ofyourself.
Well, a little more won't hurt.
- Were you crying? - Yes.
There! You see? I knew it, Pepa.
Dial! They won't like you holding up our work.
Yes, right away. Excuse me! At your service!
My coffee can wait.
I've had enough breakfasts in my time.
The other woman's number.
She'll never learn. Not her.
She should have by now. Not her.
No way.
- Who's this? - Pepa Marcos. Is Ivan there?
- Forgive my bothering you. - I won't forgive you.
I must speak to him. It's urgent.
How dare you call here?
Don't yell at me. I just had a fainting spell.
I don't care ifyou drop dead!
Look, Ivan and I are fii nished.
- Fuck off! - Fuck offyourself!
Just tell him to call me.
Pepa, I didn't know you had fainted.
Poor thing.
This is too much!
Don't you dare defend her!
- Mom. - Yes?
We should talk.
Not now. I'm doing my eye lines, and you make me nervous.
Okay. Then later?
Later. Later.
What's wrong?
That bitch Ivan sleeps with had the nerve to call me.
He should be more discreet.
Why haven't I thrown those out?
Dad wouldn't let you.
I could sell them at the store, you know?
I like wearing them.
It's as iftime stood still.
Well, it hasn't stood still.
Don't be rude. Let her wear what she wants.
Go on. Humor her. She'll never get well.
Let me help you.
- Hold that. - Let's see. There.
Like it?
You look terrifiic.
You're a great liar, Dad. That's why I love you.
You think it's too dark?
- No. - Neither do I.
- Am I interrupting something? - No. How are you?
- Fine. - How's the penthouse?
- Are you enjoying it? - It's great, but I'm here to sublet it.
We'll get a good price for it.
Good. I'll want to rent an apartment.
Can I make a call? I've been out all day.
What type ofapartment?
With a terrace, but not so big.
- Yours is number seven Montalban? - Yes, seventh floor.
220 square yards including the terrace.
Everybodyjust loved your scale model.
It turned out well.
Thejerk hasn't called.
- How much is that? - 200 pesetas.
- Is Isabel here? - She's busy. Can I help you?
- I have to see her. - One moment.
Hi.
You want to try a facial?
- I can't now. - It's free.
They're giving a demonstration.
I need sleeping pills.
I've run out.
- You have the prescription? - No. I'll bring it later or tomorrow.
I can't sleep without them.
- Okay. - Thanks.
- She's not much in person. - She's skinnier than on TV.
Pepa, honey, areyou there?
IfIcan't reachyou, I'm going toget worried.
So am I.
I've hadno Iuck reachingyou today, so--
Well?
IfeeIyou're avoiding me.
Such bullshit.
I'IIkeep trying untiIIgetyou.
- Imayget Iucky. - Sure.
IreaIIy want to taIk toyou.
- Imissyou. - I noticed.
WeII, take care.
Seeyou Iater.
Asshole.
This isJuan at the reaIestate agency.
TomorrowI'm sending a coupIe to seeyourapartment.
Try to be there in the morning. Thankyou.
I'm sick of being good.
I shouldn't smoke.
I'm fii nally getting rid ofthis shit!
And this dumb flower!
Who'd think of giving a duck as a present?
Only you.
But now I'll get rid of it all. And ofyou!
''Something's come up that concerns both of us.
I must talk to you before you leave.''
Follow that cab!
I thought this only happened in the movies.
WELCOME TO MAMBO TAXI
MAGAZINES FOR RENT
Help yourself. It's on the house.
Thanks.just follow that cab.
Don't worry. It's under control.
Do you mind the Mambo?
I've got everything. Heavy metal, rock, soul...
cumbias, even sevillanas.
Salsa, techno-pop...
whateveryou like.
- You really like Mambo? - I love Mambo.
Yes, the Mambo...
goes best with this decor.
You're that TV actress.
You play the killer's mother.
How about an autograph?
It's for my girlfriend. Could you make it personal?
- What's her name? - Azucena.
THANK YOU FOR SMOKING
- It stopped. - What's the address?
Thirty-eight Almagro, but I don't know what floor.
She waved.
She knows we're here.
I don't care.
Where to now?
Montalban, and thankyou.
Ladies, there's something foryou to lean on.
Hope it does you more good than it did me.
Here's your food, and that's to sleep on.
You can shit on it all you like.
Hey.jump here.jump!
She won'tjump. She hates it.
Well, back to my waiting.
Number 38 Almagro.
Number 38... Almagro. Let's see.
Almagro... Almagro... Almagro.
31 , 32, 33, 34, 35, 38.
41 0-0430.
Ofcourse!
Ofcourse. It's the same one who insulted me this morning.
HeIIo.
I'm the mother ofthe notorious ''Crossroads Killer.''
When myson comes home afterone ofhis famous crimes...
his cIothes arejust fiIthy.
Where are the cIothes yourson wore...
at the time ofthe murder?
Right here. SparkIing cIean.
- No trace ofbIood. - Orguts.
UnbeIievabIe.
Ecce Homo. It's unbeIievabIe.
A group ofarmedShiites was capturedhere in Madrid today....
according topoIicesources.
A IocaIShiitespokesman Iiving in Madrid...
statedthat the commando group wasacting on its own...
without any connection to theShiite community.
ThesamepoIicesources...
promise to reIease additionaIinformation...
within a fewhours...
afterthe interrogations are compIeted.
Oh, my book!
Ivan, I have to speak to you. It's urgent.
Leave a message telling me where and when.
I'm going out to look foryou now. Bye.
It's me-- Candela. I've got to see you.
I'm going out. Call me later.
- I'm in trouble. - So am I. Good-bye.
Pepa! Damn it, I need you!
- Pepa, it's me. - That woman!
Pepa, answer.
I'm in big troubIe.
''From your dad, who doesn't deserve you. Ivan.''
- What are you doing? - Making a phone call.
Well, make it!
- Your mother's too much. - I'm sorry, Marisa.
- And that slut in the window! - What slut? Where?
Weren't you going to use the phone? Why don't you use it?
Let's go.
Gather everything and let's go.
''Something's come up that concerns us both.
I must talk to you before you leave.''
Throw that away!
God, I hope he called.
Pepa, it's 5..00A.M.
I'm across fromyourpIace, andyou're stiIInot home.
Idon't know which endis up anymore!
Ican't expIain overthephone.
What a pest!
I'II teIIyou one thing--
Idon't understand, because ifyou hadaprobIem--
You'IIfeeIguiIty about this!
- It's you. - I called a million times.
You're a drag!
Don't say that, or I'll leave.
Come on in.
I've been out all night.
So have I.
Let's have some coffee.
- Going somewhere? - No. Ivan's leaving me.
- We're doing great. - My life's a mess.
Mine too.
- Problems at work? - No. I couldn't tell you on the phone.
The phone! I just ripped it out!
Damn! I'll have to call the phone company.
Can I stay here?
I'm in big trouble, Pepa!
Fix the coffee, then we'll talk. You're a pain today!
What?
Don't call me a pain! I'm feeling very vulnerable.
My God.
Looks like the work ofterrorists.
Oh, the phone--
Thisjust isn't normal.
God, the cops. I'm dead.
Hello.
Open up. We know you're in there.
- What do you want? - To see the apartment.
- Which one? - This one.
- Why? - To rent it.
The real estate agency sent us.
In that case--
Come in. The owner will be back in a minute.
- Carlos. - Yes, honey?
It's too high.
Darling, it's a penthouse.
- And expensive. - Super-expensive.
But it's a great location.
I want a real house, and this is not a real house.
The girl is right.
Don't call me a girl.
Carlos.
Yes, my love?
You call this great too?
Christ.
Pepa is really something.
Let's go. Come on.
Drop that! You're a cop, right?
My Carlos a cop? Very funny!
I'm no cop.
Isn't that your father?
Nice people don't touch what is not theirs.
Why is this here?
I don't know.
- Do you know her? - That's Pepa.
You know Pepa?
Not personally, no.
Well, here I am.
You know who I am?
Did you see the bed?
I think so, ma'am. You know who I am?
Since last night. But don't call me ma'am.
Ivan sent you for his bag?
- No, the realtor sent us. - What a coincidence.
I'm glad to meet you anyway.
- This is Marisa. - Who?
Oh, hello.
I'm his fiiancée.
Very nice. I'm his father's ex-lover.
Pepa, listen--
This is Candela.
Pleased to meet you.
Carlos, please.
Pardon the mess. My life's been hectic lately.
Can you fiix telephones?
I... can try.
Come with me.
This one's out oforder...
and I'm expecting a call from your dad.
Candela, make some coffee.
We have to go.
Yeah. Good idea.
Don't be rude. This is my house.
We've got to talk.
It can't be that urgent!
- Have you any tools? - Yes, in the kitchen.
I'll go get them.
Is this any time for repairs?
Don't you recognize her?
She was in the phone booth last night.
I hadn't noticed.
Ifyou don't want me here, say so.
Who says I don't?
I just learned that my ex-lover has a son.
And he's here.
Shouldn't he come fii rst?
But I've got a big problem.
Okay, we'll talk.
Let me know when we're leaving.
It won't take long.
Here.
Where's Ivan?
I don't know.
Why doesn't he call? I need to talk to him.
I don't see him very much.
Don't lie. He's taking a trip with your mom.
My mother thinks he's going with you.
Then it's someone else.
So that's why he didn't sleep at his studio!
- How do you know? - I spent all night keeping watch.
You must think I'm crazy.
No. You'rejust nervous from a lack ofsleep.
You didn't know about me?
Never. I had no idea.
Ivan never tells me anything.
I just fii nd things out.
Last night, when I saw your picture--
''From your dad, who doesn't deserve you. Ivan.''
That's how I knew.
He never says anything, never admits anything...
never criticizes.
Do you think I didn't know he was cheating?
Sure, but I put up with it.
I tried talking to him civilly, but it didn't work.
So I begged him not to lie about important things...
and to tell me if he stopped loving me.
Last week, I fii nally got him to admit he didn't love me.
It was like pulling teeth.
Thanks for listening, since your father wouldn't.
Waiting for his call had me ready to choke myself...
with the telephone cord.
- So I ripped out the phone. - You did right.
She's gonna jump!
Your friend'sjumping!
Shejumped!
Help!
Carlos, be careful!
Don't let go of me, Pepa!
Oh, my God! I can't do it.
Come on! Pull!
You could have killed yourself!
That was the idea!
I'm desperate.
So am I, and I don't go jumping off terraces.
Young people don't know how to fii ght for things.
You think life is all pleasure.
Well, it isn't.
You have to suffer a lot.
Pepa, please. This isn't the right time.
Yes. I'm sorry.
It's because you scared me.
- Ivan-- - Yes?
I mean Carlos. Bring me my tranquilizers from the kitchen.
I'm in big trouble.
I can see that.
Carlos, do you love me?
Please, not now.
Okay, what's wrong?
Three months ago, I spent a weekend with a guy.
I didn't know his name or anything, but after he left...
I couldn't get him out of my mind.
What happened that weekend?
Nothing special. We fucked the whole weekend.
Just thinking about it gives me goose bumps.
It was like a revelation.
Like making love for the fii rst time.
I loved it.
Sex means a lot at your age.
Because his life is always in danger...
he's more intense than other guys.
I knew he'd be back, and I'd agree to anything.
He came back?
Two weeks ago... with two more guys.
- You let them all stay? - They were with him.
- They took advantage. - Wait, wait.
I noticed something weird about them...
and he confessed that they were Shiite terrorists.
I flipped. I really did.
I knew it could be dangerous, but I didn't think about it.
What's worse, they had weapons...
and were planning to attack somewhere.
Then I said to him...
''You should have told me about this.''
That's when I realized it was a ploy.
He didn't love me. He used me.
Gazpacho.
You didn't call the cops?
Delicious.
How could I? I was a hostage in my own house.
- They were arrested yesterday? - Yes.
- The ones on TV? - I threw out all their stuff...
but ifthey confess where they were living--
Ifthey're tortured, they might tell.
They probably won't tell.
But ifthey do, the cops will want me for collaborating...
and you for not alerting them.
In my house, I collaborate with whomever I want.
I didn't know where to go.
I couldn't face my folks.
It's bad enough that I became a model.
You need to see a lawyer.
I'll arrange for that. You can't leave now.
- Go to Paulina Morales. - The feminist?
A feminist?
As a woman, she'll take a personal interest.
I'll go change. Then give me her address.
Why are men like that?
I really don't understand.
I couldn't stand to be with a man right now.
That's all I needed!
Help me!
- What happened? - Nothing. She fell asleep.
So suddenly?
The strangest things can happen suddenly.
You should know, Candela.
It's true.
But a minute ago--
A minute ago she wanted to go home...
but since you ignored her...
she got depressed and had some gazpacho.
That made her fall asleep?
Yes. It was spiked with barbiturates.
Sorry.
We could call a doctor.
- What kind of barbiturates? - Morphidal.
- How many? - Twenty-fiive or thirty.
She'll have a good sleep.
Why did you do that? Were you trying to kill yourselftoo?
It was foryour dad. He loves gazpacho.
It's no excuse...
but after waiting for hours, I just lost control.
That's what happened to me.
It could happen to anyone.
Don't get me wrong.
I didn't want to kill him-- just to make him stay.
I meant to throw it, but--
I understand perfectly.
Thanks. The lawyer's address?
Thirty-one Castellana.
Do you mind staying?
The house is so full ofwomen.
- I'll stay as long as you like. - Thanks. And fiix the phone?
- Are you okay? - A bit shaken, but--
Don't let her near the ledge. See you later.
Forget it.
Hi, Ana.
Look what fell down from the sky.
It's mine. Thanks.
It seemed strange--just one.
Be more careful!
Ana was arguing with her boyfriend...
and it almost hit her head.
- You again! - Hope you don't mind.
Thirty-one Castellana.
I'm glad to see you.
My girlfriend loved the autograph.
When I tell her I saw you again, she'll think we--
Do you have eyedrops?
No. Sorry.
We could buy some.
That's okay.
Why didn't I think ofeyedrops?
What a dope!
It's working.
Forget about them.
But they're hijacking the 1 0:00 P.M. Stockholm flight...
and taking it to Beirut to free some Shiite prisoners.
That flight will be fully booked. We must report it.
Then the cops will get me too!
I'll talk fast so they can't trace the call.
Yeah. You have a way with words.
PoIiceprecinct. HeIIo.
Tonight's 1 0:00 P.M. flight...
to Stockholm...
will be hijacked by Shiite terrorists.
Thanks.
Here we are.
Don't tell anyone I cried.
It'll be our secret.
Good.
- Here? - Where it says ''sign.''
Is Paulina Morales in?
She's not seeing anyone this afternoon.
It's urgent. It won't take long.
Come on. You can arrange it.
- Okay. Come on. - Thanks.
See you later.
Wait here.
I'm coming.
Can I use the phone?
Okay.
Is Paulina there?
Ivan?
I'm going crazy.
''Stockholm.''
You can go in.
- Ofall the nerve! - She said I could come in.
I'm in a hurry.
Don't worry. This won't take long.
May I sit down?
Go ahead.
What's the problem?
A friend of mine is in trouble.
A ''friend.''
She got involved with a Shiite terrorist.
I'm dying to smoke. May I?
The shoe is hers.
Anyway, he showed up with two more Shiites.
Three Shiites.
All threejust moved in.
Now they've been arrested...
and she's scared shitless.
So she needs a lawyer.
Why come to me?
- You're a feminist. - So?
This is clear-cut chauvinism.
I'm going on a trip. I'll recommend a colleague.
There's not much to be done.
She must turn herself in, go tojail...
and let thejury decide her case.
- I don't understand. - She's committed a crime.
Her only crime was falling in love and being afraid.
I'd do the same.
I'm sure.
I don't believe this!
And whom were you crying for? Your friend?
Not over her.
You see?
Aren't you the victim?
Yes. I've also been cheated on.
By a terrorist?
You could say that.
But not a Shiite. He's from Madrid.
I don't give advice to the lovelorn.
You're certainly no lawyer, you bitch!
Leave, or I'll call the police!
Was it helpful?
Yes. I feel much better.
Good.
What's this doing here?
A kid brought it and said it's for Mr. Ivan.
If he wants it, let him come upstairs and show his face!
Fine. Do you need some help?
No, I don't!
Pepa, I'm here in Madrid withyou. That's aIIIneed.
I'm aIso withyou, andI'm so happy to seeyou write this card. Pepa.
He called?
Yeah. I answered.
Well? Give me that!
- I shouldn't read your postcards. - Never mind. What did he say?
He's too embarrassed to see you, because...
you know who I am.
How sensitive of him!
I don't want to see him either...
but if he wants his damn suitcase...
he'll have to come and get it!
- How are the girls? - Fine.
Where's Candela?
In your room.
Did anything happen?
No, no. Did you see the lawyer?
Yes. I'll tell you about it later.
You mind my wearing your dress?
Keep it. It looks nicer on you.
Don't lose it again. My shoes don't fiit you.
- You saw the lawyer? - Yes.
We're taking a trip.
Running from the law like two fugitives?
It's best ifwe take a vacation away from Madrid.
I sure need one.
I knew they'd lock me up...
and get you for hiding me.
Nothing will happen.
We'll come back in a week.
You'll go to court and tell everything...
except for the fucking, and that'll be that.
Really? Don't lie to me. You know I'm naive.
The lawyer said not to worry....
just to stay in touch with her.
I'm causing so much trouble...
as ifyou don't have enough ofyour own.
Let's water the plants now.
Then we'll pack our bags.
''Dr.J. Pardo.
Test resuIts onpatient Pepa Marcos. ''
Christ!
- What about the animals? - I don't know.
Your stepson was snooping around all day, spying.
It's quite natural, but he won't fii nd much.
Relax. Let me do that.
Why?
- You feel okay? - Sure.
You two clean the cage while I water.
Poor things. You're going to miss me.
You're depressed.
Just like me.
But you'll come along when I move.
I won't leave you alone.
I'd be a fii ne one to abandon you.
She's out cold. Let's see.
Anyway, who cares? Too bad for her.
Poor bunnies!
Look. Totally dry.
Pepa just has too much on her mind.
Did you ever have rabbits?
Back home I had many.
I know lots about them.
Look how they love turnips.
Carlos, I'm sorry I teased you about your stuttering.
- Sometimes I'm so dumb. - Forget it.
But you went a little too far.
You didn't behave properly.
Men keep taking advantage of me.
I always realize it when it's too late.
Look how the Arab world treated me.
I sure didn't deserve that.
This is Lucia. I need to see you.
I can't. I'm leaving town.
We have to talk.
About something that concerns us both.
Ifyou mean Ivan, I'm not interested.
Then why are you going away with him?
Lady, you're nuts!
Between Ivan and me, there's nothing but pain.
I'm coming anyway. I know where you live.
For two days everyone has been saying ''no'' to me.
Now it's my turn to say ''no.''
I must see Ivan before he leaves.
Look somewhere else and leave me alone!
- That was Mom? - Yes.
Don't be too hard on her.
The way she talks--
She's mentally ill.
She threatened to come here.
- She shouldn't see you. - And me?
Fix Marisa some coffee. We need to talk.
The lawyer didn't work out. We got into a fii ght.
She won't defend her?
She'd rather prosecute her. How'd you meet her?
She was Mom's lawyer.
I'm not surprised your mother is sick.
They split up before I was born.
After my birth, she went crazy...
and was placed in a mental institution.
My grandparents raised me.
They wouldn't let Ivan see me.
You can look now.
Mom was released a year ago.
When she got out, she wanted to go back to Ivan...
but he was with you.
Can you zip me up?
So she sued him for millions...
for all the time she'd been locked up.
Paulina was her lawyer.
Your mother doesn't mess around.
Paulina tried to sue Ivan, but it didn't work.
What an insane story.
Mom hates me.
I represent all heryears without Ivan.
Well, I love you.
You're the only good thing Ivan ever did.
- Oh, it's you. - I didn't want to interrupt.
- Why so dressed up? - I'm going out.
Don't mention the lawyer.
- What? - See ifyou can wake up Marisa.
- And if not? - It's up to you.
- Anyway, we're leaving. - What?
- On a trip. - Where?
- It's a secret. - We're fugitives.
It's better ifyou don't know.
- But he knows everything. - Come on.
What if Ivan calls?
Tell him I expect nothing from him.
All I have left from him is the suitcase...
and I'm getting rid of it now.
No. Don't say anything.
Don't get the phone...
or the door.
Fine.
I'll be right back.
I overheard about your mom, and I'm really sorry.
You're a kissing fanatic!
Let's give her some coffee.
What's wrong?
Nothing. She's having fun.
I've never seen her like this.
Don't wake her. She's having a great time.
See her face?
She's having a ball.
Her face!
Look at her lip!
Hi. I've come for my bag. Pepa said it was here.
That's strange. A kid brought it down earlier...
but when Pepa saw it, she threw a fiit.
- So where's the bag? - She took it and she said...
''If he wants it, let him come and get it...
and show his face!''
That's what she said.
She's upstairs now.
I'm in a hurry.
She's probably calmed down...
but you never know.
I'll be back tomorrow. Don't tell her I was here.
Sir, I'm ajehovah's Witness and cannot tell lies.
Only the truth, and nothing but the truth.
But ifshe doesn't ask--
Ifshe asks, I have to tell the gospel truth.
Good-bye.
I'd like to lie!
The bad thing about my religion is...
that we can't.
IIove thesoundofthe trumpets onJudgment Day
Ivan, Ihave to speak toyou immediateIy.
Leave a message andteIIme when and where.
I can't pick up my bag.
I wanted to talk to you...
but I see you're avoiding me.
I'll try again in a few days...
when you're a bit calmer.
I want you to know that ouryears together...
were the best of my life.
I'm not going away with any woman.
Good-bye, sweetheart.
I wish you the best with all my heart.
I'm so unhappy
Becauseyou no IongerIove me
WhyshouIdItry to changeyourmind
Be happy, my Iove
ForI'IIneverforget the Ioveyougave me
I'm so unhappy
Look at him!
He's nuts!
I'll show her, all right!
Pepa, you'll pay dearly for those three Shiites!
I'm notgoing away with any women.
Good-bye, sweetheart. I wishyou the best--
Liar!
Maybe it's true.
He can fool me with everything but his voice.
I know all his intonations. I worked long enough with him.
Goddamn phone!
What were you doing?
That damn fucking bitch!
What did you see in her?
Let's get your luggage.
- You did it again. - Forget it.
Calm down! Just look at this place.
- The cops! - Take it easy. Come on.
It's Ivan. I knew he's no coward.
It's your mother.
- Let's play. - I can't!
- Should I let her in? - Yes.
- Read the instructions! - ''Strategy is--''
Not out loud!
What are you doing here, traitor?
- Well-- - Carlos, who is it?
I don't know.
It's the police.
What do they want?
We understood.
- Come on. - Right.
Shut up or I'll smackyou.
Good evening.
Is she with you?
We met in the elevator.
- What's going on? - Nothing.
-just discussing the lady's dress. - It's awful.
- It'sjust a dress. - But it's awful.
Maybe she likes it.
Stop acting like a kid in front ofthe policemen!
''I love you, need you, want you.''
''Your Ivan.''
May I ask why you're here?
A call was made from your telephone...
about some terrorists.
Pardon?
Someone called from here about the Shiite terrorists.
See! I told you!
Those kids!
There's been some mistake. My phone's been out oforder all day.
Shejust now pulled it out.
I called her 20 minutes ago.
Ignore her. She's a bit crazy.
- What am I charged with? - Nothing.
Wejust wanted information about who called.
Who ripped out the phone?
I did. This morning.
So nobody's called from here today.
Pepa's some talker!
Why?
I was expecting a call. They didn't call, and I got upset.
Who? Ivan? Where is he?
Shut up. I'll ask the questions. Well... we will.
Go ahead. Ask her who Ivan is.
- Who's Ivan? - The cause ofthis mess...
and ofthe mess your partner's about to see.
He's going to fii nd Marisa.
All right. Explain.
May I sit down?
If I'm to bare my soul, I'd rather be comfortable.
I've had a hard day.
Are you comfortable?
I'd be more comfortable alone with my friends...
playing Strategy.
You can't always have everything.
We agree on that.
Who is this Ivan?
He was my lover. Before that he was with her.
He's my son's father.
Him? What's he doing here?
He came to rent my apartment.
I didn't know.
I get the feeling you're pulling my leg.
You think I like baring my soul to strangers?
Well, you're wrong. It's humiliating.
Damn it, Mom!
- Candela, get me a drink. - What kind?
- There's gazpacho. - Right! Gazpacho!
Let's go.
- Where are you going? - For gazpacho. Want some?
We're on duty, but we don't want to be rude--
Gazpacho for everyone.
Is she sleeping?
Like a log. She's Carlos' fiiancée.
She was tired. You want me to wake her up?
Not yet.
Why don't you sit down? I'm getting a stiff neck.
We have nothing against you--
Thanks a lot.
Without being inquisitive...
you must admit this is a little weird.
A charred bedroom...
a broken phone, a smashed window--
It's been weird, all right.
Okay. Start at the beginning.
And make it clear, concise, and fair.
I don't know if I can.
I'm too hurt to be clear, concise, and fair.
Words!
-just the facts. - Okay.
I lived here... with Ivan.
We loved each other. At least, I loved him.
After months oftrying to keep our love together...
we split up a week ago.
He told me to pack his bags. He'd be taking a trip...
with another woman.
- He said that? - He never travels alone.
Remember, these two for the cops. An extra dose.
Careful.
This is too warm.
Carlos, my God!
In front ofyour mother, the cops, your fiiancée!
Aren't you afraid?
Go on, please.
So I packed up his stuff and went to work.
When I came back, the house was like this.
Except for the phone, which I did.
The suitcase was gone...
and the bed was all burned.
They're taking very long. Go. Check.
They're probably kissing.
- What about Marisa? - She'd better wake up.
Takes after his father.
- Now, who's that? - Yeah?
- Telephone repair. And you? - Police.
- Your I.D.? - And yours?
Are you the lady who called this morning?
Yes. Here's the phone, and here's the plug.
I reached her here by phone 20 minutes ago.
There she goes again!
Not on this phone.
Let's get to the point.
Do you know any Shiite terrorists?
Shut up! He's asking her!
I didn't know Madrid had any.
Do you know them?
Not me. I'm not into politics.
Sure, man. They were on TV today!
- Shut up! - You want the TV on?
I'm not interested in Shiites.
Ma'am, what about you?
Pepa and I have important things to discuss.
Men, right?
What's more important?
Fine. We'll talk about men.
Is Ivan involved with these terrorists?
- Relax. - Ivan?
I don't know. He's hidden so many things from me.
Can you give me his address...
or phone number?
He has no phone. And he's not home.
I told you he's leaving town.
Try the airport.
The airport? Where's he going?
Where is he going?
To Stockholm... tonight. With Paulina Morales.
Stockholm!
Why didn't you say so before?
Because I just fii gured it out.
Now I understand it all--
The phone call.
What an idiot I am! Why didn't I see it before?
Your lawyer played it beautifully.
You didn't know they'd be hijacking that flight?
The Shiites?
The whole country knows. It was on TV.
But the tip came from this phone.
I want to know who the hell called...
or I'll haul you all in!
Why aren't you at the airport?
There are more cops there than passengers.
I don't know what's going on...
but ifyou don't start talking--
Chief, this stuff has been spiked.
What's in the gazpacho?
Tomatoes, cucumbers...
bell pepper, onion...
one garlic clove...
oil, salt, vinegar...
some day-old bread, and water.
The secret's in mixing it right.
Ivan loves the way I mix it.
I made it for him.
You collect weapons?
Get back!
Move back. I don't want to hurt the kids.
Is Ivan really going to Stockholm?
It'sjust a hunch, but I'm pretty sure.
What did you have to tell him?
Nothing, now.
I just want to forget him.
And you should do the same.
In the hospital, I had forgotten him.
I didn't remember anything.
Until suddenly...
one night, I heard his voice on TV.
I didn't recognize his face...
just his voice.
He was telling a woman he loved her.
I felt a spasm inside me.
I remembered all the times he's said that to me.
I regained my sanity and my memory.
From that moment on...
I acted as if I had been cured...
and they released me.
Ifyou're cured, stop aiming at me.
But I'm not cured.
I faked it, and I fooled them.
I can only forget him by killing him.
How will you do that?
At the airport.
The airport is full ofcops. You heard him.
I'll manage.
Now that you know--
Let's drink a toast.
Drink!
You too.
Oh, my eyes!
My eyes!
She left the door open!
The door!
Take me to the airport, please.
Sorry. I have a date.
Take me!
- What the hell is that? - A gun. Let's go.
My girlfriend will be mad.
Not as mad as I'll be. Quick, to Stockholm!
Right under my nose!
Did you see that?
Come on. After them!
You again! Great!
We're meant for each other!
Whom do we follow today?
- That motorcycle! - That Harley!
I'll do my best.
To the airport!
Blow on my eyes.
That lady is crazy, and she carries two guns.
- Why did she take Ambite? - Because she's in a hurry.
Ah! Eyedrops!
Anything else, ladies?
No.just step on it. That lady is dangerous.
No lady's dangerous ifyou know how to handle her.
- There they are. - I've got them.
I can't see.
He can never say ''no.''
Ana, that lady has two guns, and she's a nut.
Look what she did to me!
You think I go around like this for fun?
She's capable ofanything!
My ass is the only one allowed on that bike.
I'm fed up.
I'm gonna get myself some quick cash...
buy myself his bike and split.
With a bike...
who needs a man?
Learning mechanics is easier than learning male psychology.
You can fii gure out a bike...
but you can never fii gure out a man.
She's going for his balls!
I think she'sjust trying to hang on.
Fresh out ofthe mental ward...
and she looks like a professional biker.
Be careful! She's crazy!
And she has a gun!
Bitch!
Get down!
Shut up, idiot women!
Leave my man alone!
Can't you go any faster?
Lady, this thing is a relic.
A relic? Just remember this gun!
Okay! Don't shoot!
Don't you sell guns?
I don't need them.
What ifyou're held up?
I avoid danger, just like now.
Sorry, ladies. The chase is over.
Please, just take us to the airport somehow.
I'm a taxi driver, not a bounty hunter.
I warned you she was a dangerous woman.
He said he could deal.
Right here.
Thanks.
Stockholm, please?
International flights are over there.
- You're weak, Ivan. - Yes, sweetheart.
- Don't agree with me! - But you're right.
Sometimes I like to be wrong.
Take me back to the hospital. That's my home.
Are you all right?
Let go.
You saved my life, darling.
Don't worry. I don't want anything in return.
Just one thing. Tell her to go away!
Go away!
Pepa, I'm ashamed.
I've treated you so badly.
All I wanted was to talk to you.
I've spent two days waiting...
looking foryou, leaving messages.
We can talk tonight.
The trip to Stockholm can wait.
No. It's too late now.
Don't hold a grudge.
Let's have a drink, now, in the cafeteria.
Yesterday... this morning, or even at noon today...
we could have.
But now it's too late.
It's been too late for the past two hours.
Then why did you come out here?
Lucia wanted to kill you...
and I came to stop her.
Since you're out ofdanger, I'm leaving.
Good-bye.
Home at last!
The visitors...
are comfortable.
And the kids?
Candela really manages to recover quickly.
Hope he's luckier for her than the Shiites were.
God, what a mess!
The maid comes tomorrow.
Better wear shoes with this mess.
I wonder which is better...
slipping on gazpacho, or cutting myselfon the glass.
The repairman is a doll, but I'd better save him for Marisa.
I fell asleep.
How do you feel?
Like new. But you don't look so hot.
Well... I'm going to have a baby.
I didn't know.
You're the fii rst person I've told.
Congratulations! You should sit here.
I'll explain tomorrow.
- But-- - Sit down.
You just woke up, but I haven't slept in two days.
I won't sublet it.
I love the view.
Yeah, it's gorgeous.
How long was I asleep?
Hours!
You have beautiful skin.
I had a dream.
- A good one? - I think so.
I was a virgin this morning...
but I don't think I am now.
- Don't tell me one ofthesejerks-- - No. It was in my dream!
Great!
Actually, you've lost...
that hard look that virgins have.
Virgins are awful.
Ifyou were onstage faking a cheap pain
Don't botherto act
IknowthatpIay
Liar
How weIIyou fit thatpart
It wouIdseem afteraII
That's the wayyou are
I wasbIinded
Byyourpassionate kisses
You IiedcoIdIy
But the curtain finaIIy came down
PIayacting
That's whatyou do best
A fineIy rehearsedIie
A weII-turnedmockery
You outdidyourseIf
Destroying my heart
Andnowthatyourtears are forreaI
IonIy rememberyourIies
Forgive me ifIdon't beIieveyou
But Ithink you'reputting on a show
Don't forget that afteraII
I'm supposedto be in the wrong
PIayacting
That's whatyou do best
A fineIy rehearsedIie
A weII-turnedmockery
You outdidyourseIf
Destroying my heart
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