Come on in. Welcome to the manor of Tomillar.
-Where dreams come true.
Beware of pompous names, they make a mess of things.
No case. Continue.
As you can see, top quality.
Aluminum exterior carpentry,
windows with thermal break thermal break windows.
Underfloor heating in the house.
-Yes, yes, it is very clean.
-No, radiant heating. -Is there a bar here or not?
No, there are premises for sale. -I have seen one,
you'll have to throw money at it... You don't throw money at anything.
You will give us a discount, won't you?
We can give them microwaves as a gift. Microwaves?
Look...! -Antonio!
-Let him! Let him negotiate. -One thing, the walls,
What are they? I play the piano,
immediately annoyed and... -The living room looks small.
-Lack of light. -The largest
is the first floor with garden, with 4 bedrooms.
-That's what I want.
-Yes, and we put in a vegetable garden. 4 bedrooms?
Who are not leaving. -And where will we be better off?
Don't give me. The bass, for us.
"Extraperlamos" - Montepinar's Montepinar's distribution.
-My floor, upstairs, to throw things at them.
I don't want to drag furniture! We want the attic.
(THEY SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME) Hey, hey, hey!
Peace out! We are supposed we want to live together
because we get along well.
-Or because you are sick.
You crazy pianist.
-I had a realization. -Don't get on the couch.
-Then you wipe it with a cloth.
How about moving to a townhouse?
They are all the same. That way there are no quarrels.
You only put up with those on the sides. No one above or below.
That's how long the pergola would last.
-There is no portal, I save myself scrubbing.
And we your salary. -On the way here, I've seen some.
La Villa de... I don't know how many. As always I am observing.
-A townhouse is like a want and I can't.
Like this. - "Wait for it."
Let's put it to a referendum, that's the way to go. President.
-Votes in favor in favor of moving to townhouses.
-Ole, there. That united people that will never be defeated.
-Let's see the Villa... says the redneck.
-Del Romeral! That's it.
-No, but wait, wait, wait!
I give you the washer dryer!
-Fuck you!
You have lost the sale of your life, "pringao".
And this is the spectacular garden.
with non-slip stoneware.
And there is the barbecue.
-Spectacular? If this is a dungeon without a roof.
-I don't know why you want more. -Everything seems bigger to her.
You just have to understand where he is looking from.
-Here the thieves have it easy.
-No, there is an alarm pre-installation.
Now, if they want to come in, yes.
-Antonio, Stop looking at her breasts!
It is very tight.
Marketing maneuvers to distract us to distract us.
Get off, you're covering me. What are you doing with your cell phone?
Sending photos to Judith.
Hasn't the slut left you yet? No, she hasn't.
He is visiting his mother in Ibiza. -Oh, the bichopalo in Ibiza.
Danger!
-Shudder Pasha! Excuse me,
We are better than ever. -Of course, without being together.
-Hopefully, I have a plan B. Let's see how long they last.
Shall we make a pool?
(SOME) Yes! No, they jinx me.
-Shall we continue?
-Yes, thank you. -Yes, I'll follow you.
I go behind the slit of your skirt,
like Estopa. You are pathetic.
Yes, yes, but this one falls.
-How many plants does this have? -Five. Garage,
storage room, maid's room, living room-kitchen with guest toilet,
the bedrooms, with the master bedroom en suite, of course,
and attic totally diaphanous.
-How absurd! -My goodness!
If this looks like a Corte Inglés!
That I have to climb stairs in my own home...
Kill me. -We are going to get
some beautiful, beautiful asses. -It's not a chalet, it's a turret.
The rock will be seen. Spanish Gibraltar!
Let's send in the Legion. (BREATHLESS) This is the attic.
Great, diaphanous. Ideal for...
gym, playroom... Or sauna.
Because it is terribly hot. No air conditioning?
The pre-installation is done,
but the machinery machinery is at the customer's expense.
5000 euros.
-Oh! Watch out.
This is a pigeon loft.
-I prefer more garden for the children,
so I can see what they do.
I'll take the one in the corner.
-No, you draw lots. -I want mine next to these.
What a pain in the ass! Fuck someone else, there are many of us.
(THEY SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME) Chis! Shut the fuck up!
First we will have to find out how much it costs. how much it costs.
How much do they cost, bonita?
-500,000 plus VAT.
-Oh! How much?
-It's a chalet, man.
-No, sorry, a chalet is my thing.
I don't understand why you are here. I am not well.
-If you don't even have a swimming pool. -It is made. 10 000 euros apart.
How much? -Jesus, Mary and Joseph!
No, I do not peak with more bubbles. Is the pool bubbly?
Then it is a yacusi.
-I can't believe what's going on.
Are you sure you don't want to know the financing conditions?
It is Euribor...
plus 1.25. But wait.
Where do we go? We are on the street.
We must come to an agreement.
-Or each one on his own. If we don't love each other that much either.
-No, that the pineapple is wasted.
What I've been through it, stays with me.
-I had a thought. Silence.
The fool is going to speak and sometimes he gets it right.
How about rehabilitating our building and get out of trouble?
-If it falls apart.
-We have money. It's cheaper.
We could redo the whole thing.
But respecting the facade.
Works! Works! And we modernize it,
we install home automation.
And we put first quality not this crap.
No offense, or yes, I don't care.
-I am not offended, this is a scam.
-All in favor in favor of rehabilitating it?
-Another unanimity.
We are on a roll.
The one that is coming.
Are you sure they want to rehabilitate it? If they have declared it in ruins.
If they refloated the Costa Concordia, this can be done.
We are fond of it. And that new construction is expensive.
The bubble is inflating, by 2020 it will burst.
Cicero said: "That people that forgets its history,
is condemned to repeat it. -Cicero, who is that?
-From "Sesame Street"?
-Let's see, it can be rehabilitated, but it's a lot of money.
Ah, did you get something? -Yes.
A bribe. I don't think the money will last,
It has to be done quickly. It's not going to be fast.
It will be a couple of months minimum.
-What? How much?
-It is necessary to deepen
in the foundation, repair the load-bearing walls,
solar, retabicar.
-I want to change the kitchen. -I want to change the bathrooms.
-I'd like a toilet with a squirt for the butt.
-Think inward. Go cementing.
We will talk about the interiors.
-And where are we going? To a hotel.
Where we are not known. -We need to consummate.
No, you are missing stitches.
-Dad! -Oh!
As he has not paid for it. No hotels,
the money is for reform. It is forbidden to spend it.
-To the open field again. What a silly day.
-Out in the open again? Don't be not old enough to be a boy scout.
-They are proofs of the Lord.
The Hebrews also had a hard time to return to the promised land.
They had the one who opened the waters with a stick.
-Stop" to buy a gas cylinder for the for camping gas.
-Rogelio! Strange, he never calls.
Rogeeeeeeelio!
"Brooooother!
What?
Oh, mai! -What's wrong?
-An "apechuji", has screwed it.
-What what?
Has the mother died? -Take that!
I mean... I was already... very old.
-Honey...
We thank you for this person so close to us,
for all the love he gave
and for all the peace that he poured around him.
He just slapped me. -You made him suffer.
-Let's not stay with the pain
for the loss of our sister Justi,
but with the joys he left us in life.
-What did he leave us? Do you have the will?
Respect, is present in person.
-You don't care, You live off your wife.
Everything is known here. I'll bust you up, won't I?
(SHOUTING) -Please!
We are at the burial of our mother.
-Could it be that he's faking it to get us together?
Mom, get up from there. Mama.
-She's dead, if I found her.
That she was the only one who was with her, as always.
-May the mercy of the Lord have mercy on our dear Justi.
(ALL) Amen. (ALL) Amen.
-A few words? -Me. I sell my tractor.
To whom it may concern,
to look for me at the bar. -Aurelio,
from my father. -With the ITV passed?
What do you want it for?
If you are a ham cutter. Out of curiosity.
-Put it down now.
-Come on. -Let's get down to business.
-Goodbye, Mom.
You missed a summer to see me succeed as a DJ.
-Lift up there.
-Slowly. Watch out!
-Oh, my God! -Ah!
What a spectacle!
Look, that's as far as it goes.
Come on, throw dirt on it.
How can we leave it aside?
She's going to be eaten by worms anyway. Insensitive!
-But... but stop it! -Give me that.
-Everybody out of here!
-What an embarrassment.
-Yes, it is hot.
Well, Secun, what? Are you still checking fire extinguishers?
What a job, you bastard! I'm on leave.
I had surgery on my back, right where you hit me.
If you don't tell me anything. Since we don't see each other...
-Guys, I'm sorry about your mother.
Four burials so far this year.
It is being a massacre.
-The town is becoming empty.
I've noticed that there are fewer people. Have you? If you never come.
-It is depopulating. I am offering free houses,
to see if people from the city come to enjoy this happiness,
Free, without paying? Hey, no way.
No one has called; it's curious.
-Did you post photos? -Yes, 10 or 12.
-Maybe that's why they don't call. -(LAUGHS)
-This pretty girl, who is she? -Alba, my wife.
-To stay and have children.
-She is a transsexual.
-Don't count that. -Everyone has their own things.
You have lots of children, listen to me.
If I bring you people to repopulate Villazarcillo,
How do you stay? Me? delighted.
Here we are. It wasn't that bad. The mother who bore you.
Five hours by bus.
I've got sciatica. -Breathe! -Breathe!
Deep! Pure air!
You will see how all your ills all your ills.
-If it smells like cow poop. -A field, a good field.
-Are we going to be two months? -It will seem like two years.
There's something about it that rots your soul. -We haven't seen the houses yet.
Let's give it a try.
-Me, paid vacation.
Fuck with the señoritos.
Come on, I'm pissing myself. -Do we have to walk to the village?
No, it's almost time. What is it?
You have us uninformed.
Look, there it is.
Aureeeelio!
-Lover!
-Aureeeelio!
-Theodore! Thank goodness they didn't come
all his siblings.
Official car, courtesy of the City Hall.
It's a dung trailer!
-I hosed it down.
Giddy up! Everybody up!
-Wait for me! -Chusa!
-Fuck!
My panties have become a little bit tight.
(AMADOR) On the web of a spider.
When they saw that it would not fall, they went to call another elephant.
Shut up already with the fucking elephants!
It was swinging on the web of a spider.
-What a postcard;
the youth of La Mancha.
-Moza!
Pull! Everybody off!
Pull over, "aparcao"! (LAUGHS)
Paisanos, I am already here with the settlers.
Welcome to Villazarcillo.
I am Marcial, the mayor.
And the one in the bar.
-Is there a bar? Thank you!
-Did you like the limo? -Aaaaaaaah!
Amador... Kookie,
that you have fallen.
You are clumsy.
-Cousin, you're a sure hit here.
Get a redneck with land.
-Yes, That's what I was thinking.
-Mother of God, I have "fallen in love".
Moza! -Ha!
If I say so before...!
-I'm Mikito. And you? -Raquel, delighted.
-That I've charmed him, he says. Do you feel like it?
-That you have flirted. -No, let's see...
-I'll take your suitcase.
-No, it's not heavy. -Yes, I'll take it to you.
-I don't want to.
-Let him go, you nasty girl. Don't make an ugly thing to the little boy.
-He gave him an air when he was born. He is a good boy, we love him very much.
Thank you on behalf of all the residents of Montepinar
for welcoming us us in your beautiful town.
What a ball it is. Thank you
we give them to you for coming to repopulate us.
We need good people to lend a hand.
-What do you mean, lend a hand? Didn't we come here to rest?
-We give you a house,
but you will have to work to raise the town,
that is dying.
You have not told us this. It is that if we tell you,
(LAUGHTER)
-Come on, we show you the "chaletes".
Shall we go by motorcade? -No, let's walk, if it's right next door.
And this is the mayor, imagine the rest.
"La que se avecina".
This looks like an Easter step. At any time
an old one is torn off
to sing us a saeta.
-How come there are so many houses free
in your beautiful town? -People have been dying
and they have been left loose. -Ah.
Let's see.
El Pelo Pocho and Chiguagua, who are they?
Pelocho, I spelled it right. -This one. La Chiguagua didn't come.
She has stayed with the child, she's in bad shape.
You could have given our normal names.
Here they stick to nicknames. There! "Pa" inside.
But does it have hot water and stuff? Well, some do and some don't.
You are looking at it. Hala.
There it is.
And the next!
The councilman! The one with the beard!
Hey, watch out!
Former Mayor,
and currently leader of the opposition with no less than seven seats.
(ALL) Oooh!
-If he is a politician, like me.
You could give me a hand with the village festival.
I don't have time to do "na".
With the repopulation I'm "over the moon".
It would be an honor, Marcial,
but I don't want to arrive and step on anyone's toes.
The best thing to do would be to vote it in the commission of celebrations.
I'm the party committee, and now, you.
Come on. It's easier that way.
You are here.
It has become "stuck" with the humidity.
"Pa" inside.
(HE GAGS) We'll talk later, huh?
This year's guest star "pa" for the holidays is raw.
Let's see!
Next!
-It smells like cat in here. -Dead.
-Why?
Pull, let's go!
Let's go.
-Is it for me? -You'll see how beautiful it is.
-Ah!
(MURMURAN)
Well, let's go.
-Ah!
Don't leave me for last.
Don't make a mess. -Come on, let's go.
Well...
And this is... the one with the crazy pianist!
-Present. -What a nice house.
-Yes, it's...
It is...
pretty.
-Fabiana! -Oh, Jesus.
The stranger is here!
-That I have a maid? -She is the lady you have to take care of.
-How to care?
-The wedge! -Huy... It pees.
She is paralyzed, but she doesn't make much of a fuss,
because he is in bed.
-What a pity.
A handicapped woman. -Do you want to take care of her?
It's very Christian. -No, I'm going to see
what we get. -It's not "pa" so much.
You just have to take her out, feed it and wash it.
-Wash it? It's your turn
wiping his ass. -It's all adapted.
We have a crane to bathe her. Well... What about me?
when will you give me my house?
It's the fishmonger, isn't it?
Wholesaler, I do not clean fish.
We have "booked" you
the largest farm in town. That of Mateo.
They have seen me looking like a landowner.
-Marcial, don't...
Marcial, don't... No me...
Da...
Damiana!
-What?!
-I'll take the wedge to him!
-Good morning!
Get yourself a set of sheets!
It smells of "cerrao".
Open there.
What kind of hole is this?
There you have the firewood,
there is the fire
and the water in the well. Two "kicks".
-Is there no running water?
-In the well, I tell you.
Here, even Heidi's even Heidi's grandfather.
I cannot live in these conditions.
-Christ was the Son of God and was born in a manger.
I don't care, I want walls. -But what difference does it make?
If this is "pa" to sleep! In the daytime, to the orchard.
Let's go, I'll show you the terroirs.
He teaches us what? -I don't know, Antonio.
Let's go, let's go.
(Squawks)
The pasture must be fertilized.
The red cabbages still have a "miaja" to harvest.
But don't water them the day before! or the buds will be flooded!
What about my day laborers? They've already bailed out.
How lazy. No, you have to plow it yourself.
Me? Man!
I'm not going to plow it who am the mayor.
Why doesn't Mateo take care of it? who is his?
Because he screwed it! He screwed it?
What are you saying? It's making me nervous.
-That he died, Antonio.
-We found it "tirao" in the middle of the "sembrao". in the middle of the "sembrao",
pecked at by magpies. -What a horror.
Do you expect me to pull the plow? I don't know about this.
-No, he didn't, Mateo had a tractor.
But... we don't know anything about agriculture.
All the plants are dying. -Oh...
-I thought the city's
you knew everything. What would I know about Lombardy?!
I know about shrimp! -Oh, Antonio, we learn.
Blessed are those who sow, for they shall reap.
Or not. What if a plague comes?
-Well... I'll leave you there.
Plant the peas, because with the rain come the snails. the snails come with the rain.
And what happens if they come? -They will fill it with drool.
I don't know!
We looked it up on the Internet. What are we going to look at?
We don't even have water! Berta, don't talk nonsense.
Don't attack me, I'm adapting too!
Look, at least I have transportation to get around town.
Hey, Antonio!
Hey, hey, hey
Antonio, wait!
Be careful,
that is very high!
Oh, what a purr! But do you know
drive that? A wholesaler drives everything!
But where are you going?
Let's explore my domain!
You bless the house. No.
But not that way, cabbages.
La que se ave... The coming one.
Look...
Hey! Hey!
We are here!
-You're not going to keep the house! -Ah!
Hostia, Mari Jose! Turn on. -I have the right
to get something for all the years I've wasted taking care of her.
I haven't been able to get married or anything.
-Who are you going to marry? You are very ugly.
-Don't tell him that. -Like this.
That's how I've had them, like this.
And who is that?
-The maid, she travels with us. -And that one?
-My relative, you met her at the funeral.
-You got "married and you haven't "invited" me.
-Yes,
but it was a very intimate ceremony very intimate ceremony.
-And I'm not intimate? I am his sister.
-Yes, but no... -Do you have something against me?
-Me? I don't know you at all.
-You haven't "talked" to him about me? -For what?
Don't be a pain.
I'm asking for my mom's room!
For me! -Vultures! In my mother's bed
no fornication. -Oh, what a depression.
I want to leave.
-Empatiza, their mother has died.
-She is very "bitter".
He looks like he smells like a fart all day long.
-Excuse me?
-She does not enjoy life. It's a pity. -Aunt,
you have health, money, children, you just got back together with Amador.
What more do you want? -I don't know.
I still have to fight against my chronic dissatisfaction.
-Of course you do. Focus on your husband.
He's very invested in the relationship. Well...
We go to the bar.
-How to the bar? -Will you leave us alone?
-It's just a little while, princess. To say hello to people.
-Amador, we are off to a bad start. -Don't answer,
that messes you up. No. We make a mutis por el forro.
Yes.
It's really turned upside down. -Come on.
We unpack our suitcase and let's get to know the town.
-No way! -Oh!
-You don't come here as a hat, Here you come to work.
-Of course.
Sure. What...? What do we do?
(Cacareo)
Ah, how disgusting, I stepped on something soft! soft!
-Shit, it's all full... -Pitas, pitas, pitas, pitas...
-How good you are with chickens. hens.
-My grandmother had a barnyard.
Or not. I don't know. I have lived this.
-Teo's sister is a little strange.
-Weird? She's a crazy bitch.
-Poor thing,
he's disgusted with us, as we are a bunch of hotties.
-Ah!
Back off, you filthy bug! -Come on.
Evasion in the rook, which are stressed.
-Ya...
Ah! the dress!
-Come on, that's a lot of Pilates, but then...
-Oh!
(RETCHES)
I can't, I can't. This smells too much like a field.
-Remove, come on, you delicate thing.
Oh...
-Watch out for the milking he's doing to me.
You've never touched a tit in your life. life. -I haven't!
Gregoria was the same front and back.
-Don't name her to me.
You take advantage of anything to get it out of me.
-Let me milk in peace! -You don't know how!
You are less country than a traffic light.
(Mobile)
Who wants to sell me something?
Yes?
-Fermín, it's Menchu".
-Menchu? -Menchu who?
-The hottie of the open field. How many Menchus do you know?
-Ah, yes, the tank....
What's up, sweetie? How are you doing?
- "Looking for you".
I don't know where you are. - "Me?"
In a place in La Mancha whose name I don't want to remember.
Villa... Quince or something like that. -I know, I know.
I'm here too, but I don't know which house is yours.
- "Are you here?"
And how did you find me?
-Fina, who cascades everything. -Yes.
It fits me, it fits me. -Come and get me.
I'm at the bar having a soda.
Quite a hike from the coach.
-I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
-Who was it?
-The one I dug up in the open field. She came looking for me.
-Who? But was I there?
-Next door, like a dying walrus. Well, I'm going to pick her up.
Poor thing, I'm addictive.
-Are you going to bring it?
-I'll push it in a couple of times to amortize the trip.
-I don't want women in the house.
-I don't even remember his face.
There are so many...
I'm going to have to take pictures with my cell phone.
How many fives are missing? -The white five that this one has.
-Well, I'm ready to close, huh?
-Man, Menchu!
What a joy. -Hello, hello.
Watch my suitcase. -But are we leaving or what?
-Yes, but have a drink I'm just finishing up.
-And this
Who is it? -Fermin, my boyfriend.
-Oh, yeah? -Of course.
Let's see if you think I come to the ass of the world for anyone.
I had been married for 30 years, but I left my husband.
-Did you give it up for me?
-Of course. You've opened my eyes.
And the legs!
(LAUGHING)
-What luck you have, man.
There are no females like this anymore. -There aren't any,
There isn't. Closure!
Hala! (LAUGHING)
(OPEN THE DOOR)
Vicente, look.
We have a visitor, Menchu is here.
-Oh, what a joy!
-But what are you doing here?
You look like Siamese twins, all day together.
-It's a burden I've been burdened with. -Me a burden?
If you got me at home.
-Come, let's talk.
I am very disappointed, huh?
-I know that the house is not very nice,
but we bought some pictures at Ikea...
-This is no way to start our love.
-Oh, no? -Well, no.
That this gentleman takes away our privacy.
Couples have to be alone,
that at the beginning bonds are forged.
-Yes, but I feel sorry for him. -I don't.
Throw him out now.
I'll wait for you inside, I'm I want you. Our room?
-The one in the background.
-What a silly corridor!
Here I would make a reform that you can't imagine.
-Vicente, What was I going to tell you?
Go to Javi's house.
-Me? To what?
-To live, there's no room for you here.
-What do you mean?
If there are seven rooms.
There is no room in a metaphorical sense, cunt.
-Yes, yes.
Explain it to me, because I'm freaking out.
-It's that Menchu and I have started a very nice story. a very nice story.
And in this story, you don't seem to fit.
-What story? You didn't remember his face.
-Chist!
Go away, you're in the way! -You love me so much...
You trade me in for the first girl who listens to you.
-Your father, Maruja! impertinent old man!
Throw him out of here! -Come on.
That you piss me off and I have to put it in.
-How can you do this to me, Fermín? -Have you seen the tits she has?
Come on, let's talk. Pull, pull now.
The one that is coming.
Raquel!
-What are you doing?
-This is very bad for your ears. You go deaf!
-Ah, thanks for the information! -You are welcome.
Hey, you look great in tights. What a show.
-Stop taking off my headset. -Come on, I'm coming with you.
-No thanks, I like to run alone!
-No, I won't leave you alone, there's a lot of crazy people out there.
Sprint!
-Fuck, how the fool runs. -Hey, hey.
Do you have a boyfriend?
-No. And I'm not looking for it either.
-You don't look for these things, you find them.
Love should not be forced.
Wait, wait a minute.
I had a flatus.
-Are you all right, Minguito? -Yes, yes.
As soon as I throw, I pull myself together.
Come on, I'll buy you a Trinaranjus.
-No, I just run 10 km.
-Hostia, then I'll wait for you at the bar.
-Yes, yes, yes. Wait for me there, I'm coming.
-If you get tired,
let me know, I'll come looking for you.
-Okay. -Goodbye!
Look! Aaah! Antonio!
Antonio! Ouch!
My dress!
It looked terrible on you!
And that picture of Doña Fina? The one I have of voodoo.
Satanic rites, no, huh? Shut up!
Aaah...
It's a nice town, huh?
With its cobblestones and its plant pots with their plants.
-World Heritage Site. -Holi.
The people are very hospitable. -That one was in jail
by choriza, the other
is an operated transvestite, and the lanky one,
is a junkie and a whore. -Doña Fina!
What are you whispering? -Nothing.
Here updating my friends
so that they know who they are with.
-Don't believe her, she's meaner than a pain.
Not even her children love her.
-Drug addict, riffraff! -What do I prick you?
-Chusa!
Chusa, put that away! -Let's go, let's go.
Sorry, we are out of stock.
-Oh, what a big voice, he really is a boy.
-What I was missing,
to turn everyone against me against me.
-It is the law of the street. I mark the territory.
-Attention, a very strange man is coming.
-Ladies.
The word on the street is that you are whores.
-No, no, no, no, sorry,
I am a confectioner. -In which newspaper?
-I am not a prostitute either, gentleman,
I am Amador's wife. -Cunt, Maite.
Yes, it is true that you have "spoiled" yourself.
-You don't have a filter here?
-That he did not understand it well.
I am the whore. -Chusa!
-I mean, it was, it was.... -You know what I mean, don't you?
Let's go, we've played enough games already.
-Girls! Good afternoon.
A little walk? -Yes, yes, but we're leaving now,
the lightning is falling.
I've always wanted to say that word. -What a fucking pleasure,
to see so many passers-by.
Villazarcillo is coming to life! Yes, yes.
There is more ambience.
By the way, how are you doing with the party?
It's tomorrow and you haven't given me the report. Tomorrow?
You haven't told me or what I have to do.
No? I'm in over my head with so much trouble.
Let's see, I had "thought
to move your contacts out of town
to bring in an international international
that symbolizes the resurgence of the people.
How come you haven't hired the artist? Yeah, yeah... Falete was going to come,
but apparently it has been thrown into the river last week. into the river last week
and his throat is caught. Wow...
There are some towns
and when the holidays come, they hit the the holidays, they hit the "drinking".
I get by. I am a born fire extinguisher.
What budget are we talking about?
Don't worry about it, don't skimp.
2000 eurazos!
Man...
With that, an international artist does not come.
Yes, man, yes.
Since the "Internete", they don't sell a record.
Shakira comes to you clapping her hands. You call!
Yes, I would be happy to call,...
if there is cover. -Get on the steps of the church,
The waves bounce back and the sound is good.
In the stairway.
Thank you, my good man.
Mari Jose! Haven't you heard of mops?
It's a great invention.
-It doesn't come out the same!
-Where the hell is Chusa?
-The door!
I need to talk. This is a nightmare.
-Ha! Are you telling me or telling me?
-I'll tell you, I'll tell you.
I can't stand another minute in there. It's going to fall on me,
which is going to happen because I don't trust that chamizo.
I am Fred Flintstone.
-Oh!
Who is this handsome boy? -A neighbor, Bruno. Musician.
-Ah, I play the bandurria.
My uncle Genaro taught me.
-Beautiful instrument, very... baroque.
-Drink a glass of milk fresh from the teat
with all its rennet.
-No, thank you, I'm not much of a quack.
-Don't make me ugly.
-No! I take it, I take it.
-Yes.
Mmm... -Rich, huh?
-How does it taste like a good cow?
-You want another one. -No, no, no, no, no.
I'll leave you alone, I have to clean the corral.
-I help you.
-No, no.
Sit down quietly and drink your milk.
-(LAUGHTER)
I'm sorry about your mother, huh? You must be very upset.
-Why me? I was a burden.
-Ah.
Because of him I didn't get married.
Are you "casao"?
-I'm getting a divorce. -I mean,
that we are both free.
-Yes, but I am not recovered and it will take time. and it will take time.
It will take time.
Ah... Well, well... I'm kind of on my way out,
I have to give dinner to Damiana. Damiana. -You are at home
of the Damiana! -Yes.
-Watch out, "cuidadoo",
who killed her husband with a shotgun blast.
-But if you can't move.... -If you want,
we meet together for dinner
and I tell you the whole story, which is quite a story.
-No, thank you, I'm dead from the trip.
Too many emotions. -Well, I'll see you around.
Bonbon.
-Pump. Bonbon.
-No! -No!
-Don't leave it there, it leaves a fence. -I'm sorry. Pardon me. The fence.
Mother of God, Menchu,
how much passion is retained in that body. body.
-If I had only known about this,
I would have been married for 30 years to that good-for-nothing.
Half my life is gone
and those years don't come back, they don't come back.
-With me you will make up for lost time.
I'm going to embed you three times a day minimum.
-Don't stress my vagina I'm coming out candid.
-You get what? -Hey.
And what do you do in this small town for fun? for fun?
-I've had to milk cows. How do you see it?
-Very bad. I came here to live adventures,
not to smell of manure.
-Of course, of course, people want want adventure, not cow's milk.
Wait, wait, I'm getting business. Menchu.
I am going to set up a company adventure company.
-Of course it is. And what is that? -In the field
there is everything. And I have seen a river.
We set up a zip line, some canoes,
some rocks to climb, and to live.
All day in the sun, getting tanned and earning and earning money.
-I haven't done but arrive
and I have already inspired you. I am your muse!
-Wow...
Trujillo Adventures,
adrenaline rush.
-Come on, let's have a snack, sex makes me hungry.
-For me, orgasms open my brain my brain opens up.
Like when you eat a Pictolín and you feel the freshness all of a sudden.
-Oh, what you're talking about...
(Door)
Who is it? -I don't know. Open and find out.
-Baby, what are you doing here? -Mom, I came to get you.
Are you out of your mind? How can you leave dad and Josito alone?
-Hello, Yoli. -No, I left them with you.
-Yeah, but no... -No,
and with three tuppers of macaroni liter and a half tuppers.
-Mom, you have abandoned your family. You're not old enough to get a divorce.
-I want to live adventures. -I'm taking you to Disneyland.
What's gotten into you now for adventurism!
-He also has the right to be happy. -Am I talking to you?
-No, but I'm in. No, but I'm in. -Look, baby, I thank you.
that you came looking for me
and I understand your concern for me, but I'm staying with my lover.
-But weren't we dating?
-Don't put labels on things, you kill them.
-You put them on.
Oh, what a mess. -Mom, take the suitcase
we arrived at the bus.
I see you with this little guy and I get sick.
-Mindundi?
-Look, girl, how bossy. I'm not moving from here!
-Well, neither do I!
Which is my room? -The one with the little beds, which is spacious.
-What a silly hallway.
What a reform I was doing to this. -Wouldn't you?
It is not understood. -Menchu,
I am very disappointed. -What about that?
I throw Vincent out so that there will be no intruders in our love
and now you're bringing your daughter to me.
Do you get the incongruity? -Chis!
Are you going to compare her to the old man, which is full of life
and it can be good for us for the company? It is autonomous.
-Well, let him stay.
-He had already stayed. I don't need your permission.
-Oh, how indomitable you are. You make me feel like a motorcycle.
-Let go, the girl sees us and she's going to have a crush on you.
Good? I would like to hire Shakira
for the festivities of Villazarcillo.
Villazarcillo, Albacete.
Tomorrow. 2000 euros.
Hello?
But it will be... Hello, I would like to hire
to Manu Tenorio. for the festivities of Villazarci...
2000 euros.
Hello?
Another rude person. Good afternoon.
I am trying to hire King Africa
for the festivities of Villazarcillo.
Ah, is that you?
Pleased to meet you, Mr. Africa, Do I understand you well?
How much... how much do you charge per bolus?
Ah... No, no, it's going away.
No, it's gone... It's gone. Would Leticia Sabater be available
to sing "La salchipapa" for us in Villazarcillo?
What do you mean? That you are busy all year round?
What a country.
Marcial, it is complicated to get a star for the holidays.
Unless Jesulín wants to resurrect
his musical career, I don't know who to pull from anymore.
Hire Psicomotronic.
Our techno house duo.
Hire us, mayor. No, leave us alone.
You already messed me up once.
-Do you sing? Well, sing...
We have a hit, the "Mandanga style". What is it?
-We filled an auditorium. -Chief!
A pacharán. -Are you going to catch these?
But if they are the fools of Justice.
-Mom, don't meddle in the things of the consistory.
-I love Manolo Escobar.
-And come on, he's dead. -Because you say so.
-They say the same about the Fary. -Because he screwed it too.
He doesn't get it, hey. Come on, we're both hired.
But you act for free, eh?
You have to contribute. -How, for free?
-If not, to clean the sewer.
That the thing gets stuck... -No.
We sing. We sing.
The 2000 euros, for us, for management fees.
Huh? A round of beers.
To celebrate. But you pay for it.
Historic moment. Psicomotronic gets together again.
Everything is coming together. The stars are aligning.
No funny business. I don't want any fights on stage.
No, we're getting along now. -Boss!
Give me another pacharán! Chusa, you're not there...?
No, no, what do you say?
What beautiful cauliflowers. Look at these red cabbages, I'm going to make a fortune.
(SHOUTS) Antonio! Do you have much left?
I don't know, woman! Go back to your stove.
Well, I've gone out. I have to make dinner.
Come on, pack it up! You've been here all day.
I lose track of time. I have found peace in farming.
I am going to build an empire.
"Antonio Recio, greengrocer. I do not unsheathe beans".
You are already making movies.
All ecological, is sold at a higher price.
If you spray insecticide, it is no longer eco.
What do you know! Leave me alone.
You never listen to me.
Mother Earth has no timetable.
One is a farmer 24 hours a day,
like cops and whores. and whores.
Why do you like vegetables?
Because they don't talk. Antonio,
don't abandon me, or then what happens happens happens.
Are you going to fuck with a garrulo?
No, not me. (CRYING) Not in principle. Don't threaten me,
I am the landowner of the village
and take me to the street pallets. Watch out.
Mrs. Fina. Don't let her see us arguing,
who then castrates everything. The shepherdess mummy.
Doña Fina, how are you?
Are you adapting?
-Giddy up! -Giddy up! No!
Not that way, Lombard killer. So you can put my face on it
nothing, asshole. No!
But don't eat that!
I'll be damned... -Madam, you are bad
like a demon. -Replanting!
Let's replant!
-Antonio, where are you going?
To run over it with the tractor.
What are you saying? Don't be a beast. Here, alas, that's how things are settled.
The Spanish countryside is full of corpses,
like the desert of Las Vegas. Come down from there, you'll get lost.
Come on, let's have dinner.
How am I going to have dinner, if I am full of hate?
Let's complain to the mayor, I'm sure he will take action.
Old bitch.
I can't get rid of it even in the field. Uh, ah!
What do you mean, tomorrow? Hey! Hey!
No, I need my piano today,
I have to rehearse.
What do you mean? It doesn't show up on the GPS?
Vi-lla-zar-ci-llo, Albacete; with V and with LL.
Albacete with a V, no; Albacete with B.
Are you taking my...? Hey, hey, hey!
He cut himself again. -Tobacco!
-The other one.
It's over, ma'am.
-What? -It's over!
-Well, get closer to the baaaaar. -Vooooooy!
Here they kill me with a heart attack.
-Where is the grocery store here? -According to the man in the beret:
"In arriving, on the left,
one more miguita "pa'lante", where the source is".
It has to be around here somewhere.
-The bar!
-So what? -Minguito's annoying little pest will be there.
I have been marinated jogging.
-You've been flirting and you haven't told me anything, cousin?
-Girls! -I have not flirted.
Let's take a detour. -No, we'll get lost.
Pull, please.
See how there's no one there, hysterical? -Hey!
Raquel! What happened, that you didn't come this morning?
-It's just that... I got flatus, just like you.
-Come on, I'll introduce you to everyone. -No, no, really.
We have to go shopping. -I'm coming, cousin.
Stay with your suitor.
-Don't go, motherfucker. -Come on.
-Was she your cousin? It can't be.
Come on, let's go! -No!
Come in, come in.
See how it did come?
-Let me introduce you to my girlfriend, Raquel. -But what are you saying?
-She looks like a lot of female "for you". -She looks like a tart.
-Doña Mariana, don't insult me. the love of my life. Raquel,
will you marry me?
I have an olive grove. -What about me?
-Here it goes! We're going to the wedding!
-No, let's see, I haven't answered yet. -Well, answer, answer.
(MACHINE) "Su tabaaaco, graaaacias". -I can't believe it.
-Bruno...!
Oh, sweetheart!
-Your girlfriend is a bit of a lightweight. -That's what I was going to tell you.
I can't marry you,
I already have a boyfriend. -Yes, hi, how are you? -I'm Bruno.
-Well, let it go!
-If I love him.
-Yes, but I love you.
-Well, we're not going, huh? -Yes, we are.
-See you later, huh? -Chao.
(LAUGHING)
What a humiliation.
Pass.
Bruno, forgive me for the lick.
He has taken a fancy to me, I had to get him off my back.
-If I tell you the one who has taken a fancy to me.
-Can I sleep over? Let's see if Minguito is going to sneak in.
-Yes, stay, so you can keep me company.
Aaaaah! -Aaaaah!
-Where were you?
-Mari José, no, eh?
You do not enter without knocking, it's breaking and entering.
And who is this?
-Raquel, my wife. -Weren't you divorced?
-We have reconciled.
-Liar!
-It's the things of love. -What's wrong? -Does she look prettier?
-No, you are different beauties.
You are more...
Latin. She is... more Nordic,
as the quilt.
You don't use them here, but they would come...
-You've been playing with me. you make me believe that you like me?
-That I would...? No, no. That you to me... No, no, no.
-Tunante!
(Door slam)
What have you done with this one?
-Please, nothing.
That I'm a little bit...unstable, but not that much.
-He looked at me a lot.
-As long as I look at you. Help me bathe Damiana.
-Who? -I've pooped!
-That one.
He puts it in the bathtub like this, like a tea bag.
It's like fly fishing.
Well, that's that.
The adventure begins. -Who is going to jump?
If people here are 80 years old.
-I know what I do, I am a successful entrepreneur.
-If he has a rusty boat that not even God goes to.
-I went with you. -Ghost, she's too much woman for you.
-Well, baby, if I've been with your father, I can be with anyone.
-Is it a compliment or a swear word? -A compliment, dammit.
Don't bite me.
Menopause has taken away my patience.
-Your daughter can't stand me. With so much hostility I can't,
clutches at my chest and makes it difficult
life. (CRIES)
-Baby, come here.
-What? -Come. Come.
Stop it, you're scaring him away.
-What did you see? Look at him.
He looks like a gorrilla, one of those who they ask. -He's making me happy.
I need to get out of 30 years
of pure disgust.
Is it too much to ask you to let me live a little bit of emotions?
-Were you that bad with dad? -Me? -Fatal.
But one hides so that her offspring will not suffer.
But what I swallowed, no one knows that.
Well, yes, your aunt Marga, who was the one I used to unburden myself to.
Since then, everything inside, all inward...
That's how fat I was, From all the anguish I swallowed.
-Who was Aunt Marga? -The one at the shoe store.
-I don't know. -The one with the pipe eye.
Yes, the one who gave you orthopedic sandals
because you had the bridge too big.
-When have I used them?
-Respect my lover!
-Okay, I'll play nice. You could have noticed
in another; in the bass barbicalvo.
-All in good time. He is the first one who has crossed my path.
I hold on to what happens.
-What are you talking about?
Did you give me a green light?
-No, not at all. Oh, listen.
The girl wants to tell you something. -Me?
-Yes.
-Fermín, who...
I don't like you,
but, as my mother likes you, I put up with it.
-Well, it's something between surly and beret,
but it works for me. Come on, give me a kiss.
-Remove. -Oops.
Let's try this invention.
Get down. -Not even dead. I have vertigo.
I got hit on a swing set and it has left me with a trauma.
-I'll try it. -You?
Would you do that for me? -Yes, heavy.
Hook me up. Let's go.
-Come on, I'm coming! -Wait, wait, wait.
I take a photo for the brochure
of Trujillo Adventures. -Ole!
How brave!
-I'm going down!
-Put on your adventurous face!
Aaaaaaaah! -Oh, my child, he has "killed" her!
He killed her! Oh, honey!
(Doorbell)
Man! (BALBUCEA) ...with God!
Eh? -Marcial, we need to talk to you.
-How "enfolliscao" I see them. What happened?
I was on my land, with my crops...
Joaquina, come and meet the settlers.
-Good evening.
Come in, come in. -We'd love to, Joaquina.
What a beautiful crucifix. -From last year's fair.
Oh, what fair is that?
In ours they give Chochonas.
What is important is the message of Christ.
What's that all about now? I don't know, I'm very nervous.
He shoehorns Christ in. Let's sit down,
that the dishes weigh me down. I don't want to,
I have come to file a complaint.
Then put it sitting down. No, you don't.
-Sit down, don't be rude.
I don't want to sit down, that we don't sit here for two hours.
The shepherdess they have put in charge of the flock
is an evil neighbor who has it in for us.
-Who, Fina? That one.
He has put me all the sheep in the field
and it has ruined the whole harvest. I had it so good.
Damn, finally a brawl!
We are bored with so much peace. -You are Satan incarnate.
It has been more than two years making our existence miserable.
-What are you talking about me?
-What are you doing here? -Dinner
with my friend Joaquina and the mayor.
What's going on? -They say it's you
a demon, that has ruined their crops.
-I'm sorry, I'm still not well with the herd.
I apologize a thousand times.
Bullshit, fixed like a bitch.
-She has never apologized. -She looks like a woman to me.
very nice. -They've taken a liking to me.
I don't know why.
Yes, I am blessed, I don't mess with anyone.
You're a motherfucker. Hey!
No insults here, eh? "Haiga" peace.
Come on, stay for dinner.
Where three dine, five dine.
I'm going to get more silverware.
-I'll help you. I'm not staying for dinner
with the old orchard sweeper. -We are leaving.
Wait. No, man, no!
I am going to tell you the story of my trophies.
I killed that boar. The bad leg
was that Fulgencio took my brother
in one shot. -Oh, my God!
Did you kill him in cold blood? -No, fuck no.
An accident. It happens a lot with bushes, they cover everything.
Didn't Fulgencio go to jail? He testified and went home.
Now, that the grief that drags the man won't even look me in the face.
(THOUGHTS) "He won't even look me in the face."
-Antonio, are we leaving or staying? -You have stayed "pa'llá".
Eh... Martial,
what if you and I go hunting tomorrow? go hunting tomorrow?
-Man, of course. -What do you say?
If you have never hunted. That's why I want to learn.
You will love it.
Man vs. against the beast,
pure nature. -Another excuse to leave me alone.
He only wants me to cook for him. Joaquina, pancetta sandwich
for tomorrow. And sirloin with peppers for me.
(laughs)
How is the injured woman doing? She looks good.
-Did you bring dinner?
I don't kill bugs. -No, no.
It is a gift. Yoli, I wanted to apologize for the zip line.
As there is no gift store, a Corte Inglés or a Chinese,
I brought you this little sheep. -How cute.
He looks like the one in the fabric softener ad. What was it like?
I am so angry about these things.
-But it is emotional blackmail.
-Yes. Take it, it's more affectionate....
-Oh...
Oh, please, I'll eat you!
-I was bringing it to you to keep you company.
But if you want to eat it... For me, as long as you forgive me...
-How am I going to eat it, asshole? -Baby, don't insult him.
-Yes, come on, I forgive you.
Are you hungry, pretty boy?
I'm going to give him some milk.
-Yes. -What a milk you have.
Here.
(CRIES)
-Why are you crying now?
-Because of the accumulated tension.
I didn't know if he was going to forgive me or throw it in my face
-Don't cry to me, it's not manly.
Let's see if I am not going to be able to express myself.
-Yes, express yourself, but inside.
I'm going to help her, this one is killing me with the crutch.
-What tender girlfriends I have.
-Norit!
Damn, it's already come to me! -You scared me!
Did you like Samantha Fox? -Like all Spaniards.
Well, I haven't jerked off with that one.
-Don't tell me. -How do you dance?
-Me? I think so. Why?
-We're performing tomorrow, the Piscotronic, at the festivities. Are you in?
We need a pussy.
-Oh, yes, so I do something. I'm dying of disgust here.
Shall I tell Chusa? -To Chusa?
-Come on, cool.
Hala...
-What are you doing, honey? -We're going to consummate, aren't we?
-One month to go.
-No, it's like the date on yogurt;
is merely indicative.
-It's not a yogurt, it's a healing vagina.
Go to sleep. -Mother of God.
I surprise myself at how much I love you.
-Hey, I'll bring my own.
What a town you have brought me to.
Amadooooor!
What's up?
We have gogos for the "Mandaaaaanga"! well, cojonuuuuuudo!
Are you consumaaaing?
-Ya! Apuuuuuu...!
-Can you please stop shouting?
Ay.
(LAUGHS) Cuqui, are you happy?
Considering that I am in the bed where your mother agonized...
Yes or no?
It smells rancid, like an old lady. Yes, Mari José,
not even the sheets have been changed.
How he suffers from nerves. I do suffer from nerves.
Good evening, eh?
Kookie,...
You seem sad. Are you adjusting well?
We have lived in a garage, I can adapt to anything.
It will only be two months. Or not.
What if we stay here?
In the city I don't shine and here I am a hero.
I am the repopulator of Villazarcillo.
They are going to give me the medal to the Fugitive Son.
We bought the part of the house from my brothers
and redecorate it to your liking. How do you see it?
We'll talk about it tomorrow. Okay.
I'm going to sleep, I'm dead.
Salami, do you want some? No.
Okay, we'll stay in each other's arms.
Romantic.
Oh, my cutie.
How happy I am.
And me, and me.
This "retotrae" me...., this "retretae" me....,
this "toilet" for me....,
This reminds me of when we started. Go to sleep, my love.
Oh, what we've been through to get here.
Go to sleep, dammit! You don't want to talk, do you?
(RESOPLA)
(SIGHS)
(RONCA)
Ah!
-Hey, good morning. -What are you doing there?
Stealing eggs?
Chusa!
-Madam,
what an early riser you are.
-Are you prostituting yourself? -No, he gave me a morning squeeze.
I came here out of respect. As there is only one bathroom in the house.
-Yes, I just saw a man come out. -Oh, did you? What a scare.
He could have raped me.
-Chickens, finish with the hens!
You have to go shopping.
-We do everything, What do you do?
-I'm going to run an errand. And don't check up on me, it's my house.
-I'm sorry, and it's Amador's.
-It will be seen in the will. Vultures!
You are waiting to see what you get.
-Shall I prick it? -No!
You do not prick anyone.
For the time being, huh?
Oh, baby, you look so haggard, Are you all right?
-I had a shitty night.
It must have been the air conditioning of the bus.
-Ask an old woman old woman in the village.
They have potting products for everything. Let's go for the canoes.
I got a client. Today we are going rafting for the first time.
-I don't know what to leave the child like this.
-Go away, I take a paracetamolazo,
and good as new. -The little sheep keeps you company.
What did you call it? -Lagerfeld.
-How?
Oh, how far-fetched. -I'm not going quietly.
-Remove pussy. -(BULLET)
-Bonito del Norte. -Bad Oil.
-And sweet? -That's the transvestite
who is married to Teodoro's fool.
-The one who wasn't paralyzed or anything? -He's a degenerate.
-What a nut, you can tell it's a boy.
-His mother will be happy, with the kid making a fool of himself.
-Excuse me. I couldn't help
their conversation out loud. conversation. I wanted to clarify a concept:
I am not a transvestite, I am a transsexual.
I used to be a woman trapped in a man's body.
It's called gender dysphoria.
-But do you have a dick or not?
-No, I'm trying to... -And what did they leave you?
The hole? That's a hotbed of infection.
-My vagina is fine, not like yours,
who looks like she's never been to a gynecologist in her fucking life.
-How rude, the sissy! -I'm not a sissy!
I'm a woman, you hussy! -You filth! -Golfas!
(THEY SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME)
-But what kind of canoes are these? They are beach boats.
-They had them in the next town.
For rafting, plenty.
Those are fiber, this is cheap plastic.
They will be punctured.
-I bought these for my kids and they lasted three summers and they lasted three summers.
Hey,
that the sleeves don't fit, as his flesh is hanging...
-How the bodies get.
-With the bubble it's enough. -Is Manoli the only one?
-I haven't had time to launch marketing.
This is word of mouth.
He has the face of a gossip,
This one breaks everything. -Madam,
Is the bubble on correctly? I have tightened it.
-Don't overdo it, and give him an embolism.
-Here, put this on.
-Ah, can I tip over?
I thought it was just going to be
a little walk. -Yes, yes.
We are obliged to comply with the regulations.
-What a great cologne, how it smelled like a macho man.
-As soon as he gets in, you record. Then we sell it to you.
-Yes, You've told me three times already.
-It looks like a ninja turtle. Come on, let's go!
-I don't know if I'm going to jump, huh?
I see that today the river
It's a little messed up today, huh? -What?
-Don't back out on me. There are adventures to be had,
is the only thing we take with us to the grave.
-Don't talk about graves, or it will crack.
-I don't want my hair to get wet. I had my hair combed yesterday.
-No, he's got more hairspray than a cougar. Nothing gets on him here.
What did you tell him, that they are the boats of the Retiro?
-Get in, we don't have all morning. morning. -Come on.
-I don't want to. -There is no danger, it will stay in place.
It is unsinkable.
Bring a paddle. -I can't see, they're fogging up.
the glasses.
Oh, I'm getting anxious!
-Let her go, she doesn't want to jump.
-Let's get it fucking recorded now! Come on, pretty girl,
to have a good time.
-Tragedy is brewing! -Reme! -Reme!
-No, my name is Manoli!
-What a paddle with the oar!
-Oh, oh, oh, oh! -(ALL) Oh!
-It does tip over. But it hasn't been punctured. You can't turn it over!
-Javi, jump, he's drowning! Me?
Let this one go. -No, I'm more of a warm water person.
-Get the fuck down now! Son of a bitch!
What called me?
You'll see when you get out!
Manoli!
The head, up!
Manoli!
Tell me what you like, say it, baby.
I'll give you salami at the verbena.
-But don't change the lyrics! That's how I win over the public.
In Japan, in Ibiza, or in Villazarcillo
I always have on offer...
quince.
-It's that you're distorting the subject!
I'm getting distracted by this one who dances really weird.
You go against the music.
I have my style, okay? -I'm getting embarrassed.
-You have a couple of cubatas and let loose like the folklore girls.
Come on, let's get down to business!
-Amadooooooor! Marciaaaaaaaal!
Mr. Mayor, may I speak to you for a moment?
I would like to comment a couple of things.
Yes, yes, right now.
Amador, as mayor, I come to communicate to you
that we are very happy with the life
you have given to Villazarcillo
bringing the neighbors. -Excuse me, the Casa de Socorro?
-Socorro died last year.
No, the outpatient clinic, the dispensary.
Yes, all stiff over there. You'll see.
Hang in there, Manoli!
He has not swallowed any water.
Wait for the hair to show.
What are you doing?
Let the tide go, dammit! She's leaving!
-See what I mean?
Things happen every day.
So as a token of thanks,
we are going to name a street after you to a street.
Really? Well, it's an alley
that almost no one passes by,
but we will put "Callejón de Amador Rivas".
-What's in it for me?
-What's going to be there? Nothing.
-It could be called Rivas Brothers Alley,
that I have also participated.
-We have already ordered it.
Theodore, I have a street.
You'll see how proud La Cuqui she will be.
You're already upstaging me. You like to take the spotlight away from me.
But it was the mayor.
All life in the background.
I abandon Psicomotronic!
-Don't get angry. Are you going to leave me hanging again?
-I was not born to be in the shadow of no one.
Teodooooro! Teodoro!
-Oh... The quarrels of the brothers.
How I missed them too.
Marcial, is that by reviewing the invoices of the celebrations
I've found some things a little... weird.
How rare?
Man, ten thousand euros in spectacular lighting...
for the square.... Because you are seeing them off.
This is a spectacle at night. They are colorful.
Yeah, yeah, but this is not worth ten thousand euros.
Maybe there is something left over. I just sign this in a hurry.
to get it out of the way.
The money has not returned to the till. No, nor is it coming back.
Marcial, that is stealing. No, it's keeping what's left over.
Let's see,
I give the same service. If I get it cheaper, my ass!
Oh, my goodness.
Even in the most remote village La Mancha village
there is corruption. There is what?
Look...
you are very heavy. Here.
300 euros for you to spend at the verbena.
Come on, get over there, man. What do you mean, "Plow over there"?
Marcial.
Are we leaving or what? We are leaving.
Enjoy, pussy! you are very tense.
This country is rotten.
And look...
Did you bring the sandwich?
Yes, in the bag with the canteen.
Give me a half, I'm hungry.
Theodore. Fuck.
Theodore.
Teodoro, damn it! you're going out of town!
What a paradox.
My legs have brought me back where you left me paralyzed.
And come on. Are you going to throw it in my face again?
We have done it all backwards.
I, who am the sophisticated one, should have gone to the city.
but since he was paralyzed... But that was a lie.
Yes, but I was suggestible.
I believed it.
How am I to blame for being a leader? Are you a leader?
To the evidence I repeat myself:
I am a flower man and a street named after me.
Like good painters. What about you?
Me? A lot of resentment. Into the hole you go!
What are you doing?
Today the circle closes! (SHOUTING)
You threw me out, you son of a bitch!
No, man, no! If it seems to you, I'll fall alone!
Hala, you've already truncated the twist of the story!
Oh, mother.
This is very deep, isn't it? Like the grudge I have against you.
Yes, heavy. I'm going to call to get us out.
There is no coverage in the village, there will be in the well.
So much head for nothing.
What do we do, smart guy? Climb. Grab my foot.
No, no, you take it.
No, you leave me here alone.
Well, let everyone try to climb on their own. to climb on their own.
How would Tom Cruise do it?
Let's use our heads.
Our superior intelligence will help us survive.
Socoooorro!
Help!
It is useless. The sound reverberates off the walls
and remains embedded inside. It is sound physics.
So what do we do? You think, you are the leader.
How can you leave my mother lying around? -But we warned her,
but she was determined and determined.
-The woman was bored and needed adventure. and needed adventure.
-But do you come to see her often?
That's it.
My goodness!
(Shouting)
Delete it which is proof of the crime.
Bring it, come on. No, you don't know!
Does not wake up.
I think he's going to have brain damage. brain damage. Same with the thread.
-Oh, my God, Mom!
-Come on in.
-Wow... How tactful the doctors have here.
It was a long time coming.
First the pedalos and now this.
The sea does not love me, I have to face it.
Neither the sea nor anyone else. And this was a river!
Have you seen the fuzz on me?
-Ouch! -Ouch!
Yoli!
But what's wrong with you?
-I feel terrible, call the doctor. the doctor. -He's busy
with a lady. -Why don't you call me?
-I called you, but it went to voicemail.
There is no coverage here.
It is only spoken well in the square. It is not understood
that in the middle of the 21st century your calls are cut off.
-Because they do not invest. For four cats
they are not interested.
Do you know what an antenna is worth of those?
-But it pays off.
-Are you going to get a master's degree in telecommunications now
or are you going to call the fucking doctor? -Yes, yes!
Yes.
Doctor,
could I keep my dying stepdaughter? dying stepdaughter?
Cucha, you, the autumn so rare it does...
Now it's raining, now it's not raining...
Now it's cold, now it's hot...
You don't know what to wear. Shut up, you're scaring me from hunting!
If we go to the oak grove, there are partridges there like ostriches.
My wife picks them out for us.
No, there, maybe we'll catch something bigger!
It is the cattle route and we can be fined.
But how much do you command?
Me a lot. Well, that's it.
Damn, where is this man going now?
Oops, a deer!
A deer? There is none here.
-Oh!
(LAUGHING) I hit him.
A wholesaler's aim is legendary. is legendary.
For I have felt like a human groan.
Oh, it can't be! -Joaquina!
Come on... You have shot my wife, you fool.
Aaaah!
-To take my boyfriend away from me.
What were you doing walking the old woman's herd and wearing your hat?
She asked me to look after them for her, while she went hunting.
What do you mean by hunting?
Aaaah!
Gun there! Hold your fire, you're going to disgrace us!
Atiza, la Fina!
It's a trap!
-Fishmonger! I'm coming for you!
But, hell, it's one thing is to give life to the town
and this is something else.
-Ayyy. -Come on, come on.
Lady, don't touch my balls!
that I did my military service in Ceuta and I bring out the legionnaire in me!
Ma'am?
(Shot)
The mother who bore her, how she sees from afar.
Ay.
No, you listen to me.
I want my piano!
What do you mean you can't find it?
It is not the Bermuda triangle of Bermuda,
is a town in Albacete.
Where?
Don't let him get tired, I don't know where he is! Wait!
Wait, there is a gentleman from here
to see if he can tell you.
Could you explain how to get here?
-Of course, my boy, bring it over here. Bring it.
Hey.
Where are you?
Uh!
No, no, no.
You are going backwards.
Pull yourself all stiff and you're going and you're going to find a round one in front of you.
That's it, that's it.
From there to Cañada de Moroto. That's it. And from there...
-Son of a bitch! -Fuck, what a scare!
Hello, Monchito. -Minguito!
Aren't you ashamed to get involved in such a beautiful relationship?
-If you haven't done anything. -Raquel is mine! Mia!
-I have nothing against you.
I find you an endearing character, but...
-If you leave town, I'll give you a bottle of oil a carafe of oil from my olive grove.
-And I thank you for it because it is very healthy,
but he doesn't like you. He says he dislikes you.
-Bullshit! She loves me! She likes me!
-You don't feel like it! You see where there is none!
-I dare you!
-Did you shake me with a scrubbing glove?
-It's just that the leather ones I have them in the attic.
Let's hit each other!
-I'm not going to hit myself, that I I earn my living with my hands!"
-What are you, a goldsmith? -No, a concert pianist.
Shall we hit each other or shall I tell you my life?
-We hit each other, we hit each other.
I dare you! -Don't hit me with the glove!
Look, even if I wanted to,
I want, I'm not going to stick with a handicapped person.
-What did you call me? -Stop it!
I hit too, eh!
I can hit too! But what are you doing? Bruno!
What is this one, he's out of his mind!
-Ole, I won, I won! The chati for me!
-You didn't win, We've been separated!
What are you doing fighting with the village idiot?
-What did you call me?
I challenge you! What have you given me?
How it itches! -With a scrubbing glove. Let's go, let's go, let's go.
-So what's going on?
Rachel for me or not?
-To you! May you be very happy!
-Ole, ole, ole! -Phone!
-Titirititititi!
Tiritiritiri!
(IMITATES THE SONG OF "ROCKY" song)Tiriti! Tiriti!
There we are. Come on, let's see.
Stretch well, stretch well.
Pull, hooked! Here you go!
Pull. Hold it.
What are you doing, asshole?
See how it wasn't hooked? There are only bushes!
Are we going to die here in a fool's errand?
I did not imagine this death.
How did you imagine it?
In my mansion in Ibiza, surrounded and with 10 gold records.
Now that things were starting to go well for me things...
Karma puts everything in its place.
I have also suffered many "sinsudores" in life!
Fuck.
What was I going to tell you? Since we are going to die,
maybe you want to ask me for forgiveness for something.
Why me to you?
Amador, be humble in death.
Well, let's see.
Do you remember when you got a flat tire the tire on your motorcycle? That was me.
I suspected it. Something else.
Well, that's all, because we are already at peace with the well.
And to think that I'm not going to taste again a chati...
My God, don't let me leave this world from this world without pricking again!
-Aaaah!
-Grace, most high!
It's the wishing well! -There you rot!
robanovios! -Crazy bitch!
I will report you!
That he gave me a beating!
Marijose, get us out of here!
-No.
We are your brothers!
So I touch more of the inheritance that, because of you,
I've swallowed my mother all my life and I have not been able to get married!
-Because you are "very" ugly, "very" ugly! practically, an aberration!
Don't tell him that now!
-She's a psychopath. Isn't there anybody normal in your family?
-She is angry with life
for its filthy ugliness.
Well, what do we do now?
Well, I would have an orgy.
We are going to die.
-Yes, yes, of course.
You don't believe it yourself.
-Well.
We had to try.
Ah!
"Where are you that the rabbit is getting cold? the rabbit?".
Berta, the old woman wants to kill me. "What?"
Call the Guardia Civil! "What no... I hear!".
Shit coverage! Berta!
(Shot)
Die! Die! Die! Die! Die...!
Shit!
Ah!
Terrible host...
(LOADING THE GUN)
Doña Fina, don't do anything foolish you are going to jail, eh.
What's up.
A hunting accident happens a lot, doesn't it?
What will her son from China think of her how much he loves her?
You are going to die, fishmonger. Don't kill me, I haven't traveled.
(CRYING) Jesusito de mi vida,
full of grace, give us our daily bread,
and one word from you will be enough to heal me.
But what do you pray?
If I don't know it.
At mass I murmur when Berta looks at me.
What a shitty life you have.
I'm going to do you a favor Shooting you, it's a piece of shit,
but it's mine. Don't kill me!
(CRIES)
Well, it's my turn,
I'm going to have a heart attack, dammit!
I spare your life
because I love to fuck you.
Of course it is.
You have to have hobbies.
If only three channels are visible.
How can you live like this.
No wonder she's crazy.
(Knock at the door)
Who is it?
-Open up, maja, we are bringing you some dried apricots.
-A what?
-Golfas, more than golfas,
that you are sleeping with our husbands!
-Ma'am, what are you saying?
-Mine has already spent his pension! pension!
Let's see how I finish the month!
-I'm not sleeping with anyone.
It's my assistant who...
-You whore and your whore!
-Do you come to my house to insult me?
-He already wants to keep the house, with the newly "buried" Justi.
-The house is mine,
that's why I've been taking care of
my mother's and that's why I didn't get married. married.
-I don't want this hut, it's a horror.
It looks like Dracula's of Dracula.
-Is my house ugly?
Get out of here right now!
-Yes, of course I'm going!
I'm sick to death of popsicles,
of madwomen, hens and everything!
(THEY ALL SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME)
But why don't they say anything? Let me see the child!
-They are overwhelmed.
They haven't had two urgencies together since the war.
Until you came along.
Excuse me, an accident anyone can have one.
-What accident? If you have disguised and then drowned her.
-And what happened to you with those pedalos?
-Another day I'll tell you about it, I'm really deep now.
-Hala, now I have to keep my curiosity with curiosity.
Oh, doctor! How is the child? What's wrong with her?
He has Lyme disease.
Do you have a dog?
-No, no, not at all. With how bad they smell when it rains.
-What did you say you have?
-It is a serious bacterial infection transmitted by ticks.
-How disgusting! -About.
-Or some animal must have given them to him. -The fucking sheep.
-No, no, no.
How can they have sheep as white as they are?
-Yes, all cattle can.
We have already administered the antibiotic.
Now he has to rest. -I'll kill you.
This one wanted me out of the way out of the way!
That I only wanted to win your heart!
-And why didn't you give him a red Nestlé box? a red Nestlé box?
-Where do I buy it? There's nothing here.
-I'm getting out of here, since I've I've been nothing but misfortune.
-Where are you going? If you are not well.
-I'm going home to daddy. -Oh, my darling.
-Goodbye, Mom.
Fuck you!
-Thank you very much. Have a good trip.
Oh, my... No.
I'm not on a roll, no. What are we going to fool ourselves.
-Here is Joaquina.
I've been shot.
-What happened?
-A settler who mistook me with a deer.
-But you're too fat!
I am leaving because I am very busy.
-Manoli has gone into cardiac arrest! cardiac arrest!
-Come on, let's go!
-These egg settlers are exterminating us. are exterminating us.
-Hey, what if we go too?
-Yes, let's leave this town, we've already done our work here.
(pasodoble music)
(Pasodoble)
Antonio, ask me to dance.
I don't dance pasodobles! is for old people.
-Have you seen Raquel? No.
But this one wants to dance.
Berta, dance with the fool.
What did you "call me"? I dare you!
-Antonio!
He's had a lot to drink. He has a fart...
Jode, Chusa, aunt.
-Enrique, where are the the Psicomuñones?
The paisanos have had it up to their balls of so many pasodoble.
A little chunda, chunda.
I don't know what happened. Always I always get screwed up just before I perform.
-I know the song. If you want, I'll come up and cheer you up.
-And I do the backing vocals.
You are drunk! No, no, no!
-Yes, yes, but then it gets very late and the lightning comes down.
-I love that word: relentless!
-Let's move the skeleton, beautiful girls!
-We're going to make a mess, you'll see. This way, this way.
(LAUGHING)
I don't know if this is a good idea, Marcial.
What anguish you are!
-Villazarcillo!
-Everybody dance the "Mandanga Style"! the "Mandanga Style"!
-There you have it, gentlemen, for you.
Tell me you like it, say it, baby.
I'm going to give you salami here, in the sand.
It doesn't matter if you are blonde or brunette.
I'm going to give you the good stuff.
(Music)
They are playing "Mandanga" without us! without us!
Lawsuit!
Do you know who I remember at death's door?
From the breast.
What a mother's balls, if she would beat me up!
From Yoli! From the fashionista?
Don't call her that, she doesn't like it! Oh, my Yoli, I made a mistake!
What a brat you are. Childish me?
-Will you two please be quiet! we have to get out of here!
Think of something! (SHOUTS)
-Take off your bra. Let's go to Let's try the rope again.
Yes, yes. Is it a hoop?
(Sounds "Mandanga Style")
Fucking town!
Fucking suitcase!
And fucking everything! But it's Cuqui!
Kookie, Kookie!
Kookie, we're here!
-Kooky! Kookie!
-Amador? In the well!
Kookie, we're here! Kookie!
But what are you doing there?
Playing hide-and-seek, no shit! Take us out, please.
Tell me what you like, tell me, baby.
I'm going to give you salami here in the sand.
(Whistles)
(laughs)
-Travestís!
Butterfly!
What an embarrassment!
-Leave her alone!
-It doesn't matter if you are blonde or brunette.
I'll give you some good salami.
-We can get married now.
I got rid of your wife.
-What? Mari Jose, what have you done?
-What's the difference. Kiss me.
-No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Excuse me, can I have a word?
-No. -Out. -Yes. -Tell me, tell me, tell me.
This is a pitiful spectacle.
Play something. For God's sake, you act.
-Me? At a village fair?
It would add a touch of glamour to the parties.
No, besides, I don't even have my piano. Who knows where it is.
But you have the keyboard
of Teodoro.
Do you want me to play a Schubert sonata
on a Casio with rhythms?
Play whatever you want. It doesn't get any worse than this.
I would consider it a personal favor.
-Bruno, listen to me.
-I play! I play, I play.
-Julandron!
-You little wench!
-Have you cut your shark?
-Faggot!
-If you are a blonde or a brunette...
What are you doing? We haven't finished!
-I am a woman, you assholes! You've had it up to here with me!
(laughs)
-Ghost, you don't have that!
(laughs)
(SHOUTING)
-Alba!
How well achieved it is!
Cover up!
-Come on, you're kidding! Here you go!
(Shouting)
-But what kind of openers are these? are these?
Come out! You come out.
How am I going to act after after they've shown me their buttocks?
He has taken all the limelight away from me. For God's sake!
It is not the Royal Albert Hall!
No, if that's cla... It is clear.
It's... Come on, let's go. Let's go. Yes.
(CHUSA) Here, here, here!
You sluts, you're such sluts!
-Whores! -Madam!
(Shouting)
Dear people, after this of this "burlesque" number
and as a culmination to this singular evening...
Bring back the hotties!
Let's welcome the great international pianist
Bruno Quiroga!
Good!
-Let Manolo Escobar come out.
-What are you going to show us? your ass?
-No, ma'am, I'm going to play....
"Piano sonata number 11"
by Mozart.
(ALL) Moza!
-That one.
(Music)
They are the most grotesque parties I have ever seen in my life.
And look what I've seen.
Oh, mai!
Oh, Aunt, thank you! -Oh!
I thought I was going to die down there with these two assholes.
-How did you end up in the well?
-Look, I'll tell you later, we have to play. "So must go.
-Wait, I'm coming with you, lest your sister your sister with the shovel.
Where were you going with the suitcase? -Oh...
I can't live here. I have a horse depression.
I'm fighting for it; I want to make it work for us,
but this town... -Amador!
You tell me about it after the performance.
Hey, it's important.
I know, but you're going to give me a perolata
But hey!
(Mozart Sonata)
We are falling asleep!
-Play "The Blackberry"!
-Do you want to let me play the piece?
-Cursi!
-But well, uneducated yokels!
-And on top of that, he insults us!
-I'm playing live!
-Let's go!
-Macho, you have excelled yourself. You've got the people stirred up.
You have given me one day to organize it
and I've got you an artist artist.
If it bores the sheep.
Are you sure you have been mayor?
Are you doubting my resume?
You? A corrupt and thieving mayor?
Edil me? You will have courage!
You're done playing the cacique.
I don't like rum! I'm a whiskey man!
(Voices)
People of Villazarcillo,
your mayor steals from you!
It has been for years, it has been skimming from the budgets
and I have proof.
Bullshit! What's wrong with him is that he is a loser,
who has come to nothing and wants to take my place!
But what does it say!
How he got the hang of it. I gave him 10,000 euros,
and spent it on four light bulbs on four light bulbs
and a keyboard player who can't play or "Paquito el chocolatero".
-Hey, I have played for the Queen of for the Queen of England!
-Liar!
That one is dead.
What interest do I have in being mayor of a small town?
(Booing)
-He insulted us! -The keyboard player calls us rednecks!
and he calls us a small town!
-And they almost drowned Manoli!
-And they melted my leads with an illegal gun.
-He shot my Joaquina! Joaquina! -Antonio.
-Let's get the settlers! (THEY SCREAM)
(ALL) Let's go!
-Stop!
-Get out! -We are here!
Let the party begin! Who wants some mandanga?
-Run, honey. Run, they'll kill us!
-Hostias! What's going on?
-That one is to blame for everything!
Pull, we are being squandered! (MAITE SCREAMS)
Uprooted for life!
-Take them there!
Four, one, first.
In terms of... (LAUGHS)
Ah, no, there will be...
(laughs)
He has a face like...
As of... (LAUGHING)
Are you all right? -(BALA)
-(LAUGHTER)
A deer. A deer?
If there is none here.
Does not go.
Come on, let's unpack... Wait a minute.
A kiss. -Remove.
-Well, come on, let's try this invention.
But are you going to bring it here?
-What are you doing?
What are you doing? (LAUGHTER)
You haven't told him about me? -(THEY LAUGH)
I prefer more garden for the children.
I'll take the one in the corner!
(LAUGHING)
What do we do now?
I would have an orgy.
Anyway, we are going to die. -(LAUGHS)
-Have you ever been in this situation? -Fuck...
And action.
(LAUGHTER)
Sorry, sorry.
Please! Thank you!