Traffic on coastal roads in Gerona province is at a standstill.
Here's Raul Martinez with the forecast for the next few hours.
Once again we have sunny skies with nice temperatures
all over the country.
The only red flags flying are in Ampuriabrava due to strong winds.
Swimmers should be...
... at least this afternoon and tomorrow.
SUMMER CLOUDS
Morning.
Hey! Good morning!
Let me wipe my hands or I'll make you dirty. How are you?
- Back for another summer? - Yes.
- How are you? The family okay? - Fine.
All nice and fat.
- In a hurry? - No. The hurrying stops here.
That's right.
Hi.
- Hey! - Hi.
Daniel! How's everything?
Manuel, you've grown! Got your flippers and goggles?
- Not the flippers... - Why not?
You must come on my boat this year.
You want the head?
The head?
Look it in the eye and make up your mind.
I'll take it.
Got any other tomatoes?
- What's wrong with those? - Too green.
Look.
What about these then?
Are your customers as fussy as you?
My furniture's not as green as your tomatoes.
Nor is that stupid face of yours.
- Hello, cousin. - Hello, Marta.
Right, let's go, Manu.
- Weren't you closing your shop? - No.
I don't think I will this year.
Lots of people have asked in town.
But if I close I'll lose customers. What would you do?
I don't know.
I'd like to close for the holidays,
to forget about people.
- Don't you hate the summer months? - I'd miss the money.
You get to meet people.
Yes... all kinds of people.
Some stay a week,
and the boring ones stay the whole two months.
Look...
Wait.
It was shorter last year.
Not much shorter. A little.
- The ends... - Really?
- Yes. - Well, I...
- Hello. - Hello.
- Ana, my cousin Robert. - Hello.
- Nice to meet you. - Same here.
- So you're cousins? - Yes, first cousins.
My dad's her mother's brother.
Her little brother, so I'm her big cousin.
Don't start.
She doesn't like it because I'm closing for the summer.
What kind of shop?
He calls it an antiques shop.
Then what is it?
A junk shop?
You'll pay for that.
- On holiday here? - Since yesterday... at last.
I still can't believe it.
Well, I must leave you. Nice meeting you.
You too.
- Be seeing you then. Bye. - See you.
See you.
Thirty-odd, married, a son.
Happily married. Her husband, by the way, is very handsome.
She teaches art at a school.
They've been coming here for the last four years at least.
Why so interested?
Interested? Don't exaggerate.
What does "happily married" mean?
They've been together 9 years.
You and your obsession with "happy marriages."
They just don't exist.
You think you're so clever.
Where's their place?
- Mas Torrent. - Do they rent?
- It's their family's. - Ah, family.
- I bumped into Marta. - Marta?
From the bookshop.
Oh, yes. How is she?
She introduced me to her cousin Robert.
What's he like?
I don't know... A bit pompous.
Don't criticize people.
Saying "pompous" isn't criticizing.
What does it mean anyway?
Well, it's a bit...
Affected.
- What's "affected"? - A pain.
A car's following us.
A car? Following us? Manu, sit properly.
Look.
You see? That one.
- That one? - Yes.
Are you sure?
Has been for a while now.
How scary!
- Following us, was it? - Yes, it was.
What have you two been doing?
You haven't told me.
Nothing yet.
He got ice cream all over him.
What's that?
What is that?
A dog, Mummy.
I can see that but what's it doing here?
You asked what it was.
- You tell me. - It's just a dog
- that was lost. - Dad nearly ran it over.
So?
You can't take it
home, you know.
- Hi. - Hi, cousin.
- How's things? - All alone?
- I'm meeting a friend. - A friend?
- So it's not a boyfriend? - A friend
- I often see. - But not a boyfriend?
You're such a pain! Call him what you will.
Tell me... That girl Ana.
What did she say?
- You're stuck on her. - Don't exaggerate.
That's not true.
You want to screw her or something?
What a way to talk!
- It's my way. - You said she painted. Like what?
I've never seen her pictures.
- Hi. - Hi, Princess.
- Tomas, this is Robert. - I've seen you around.
I don't remember where. Sorry.
- Have a seat. - In my shop.
- Buying watercolor. - Watercolor.
That's a kind of painting.
Watercolor...
So?
I want to know what she paints.
- To know what she's like. - Who do you mean?
- Why not ask her? - Does she paint alone?
This boy...
Is he theirs?
- What? - Or from a previous
marriage, for instance?
Miguel! The menu.
- Are you staying? - No.
- You're going? - Yes.
I have to go to the port.
See you then.
Bye.
- Bye. - Bye.
Now about Ana...
Shall I tell you a secret?
I like Daniel. I think he's...
When he comes here,
I get nervous the first time he comes into the shop.
Although I don't...
I don't try anything on with him. You understand?
More or less. Why don't you?
- It wouldn't be right. - Why not?
I don't know...
Well, he's married. I don't know...
It's kind of childish...
So I just look at him.
This is stupid anyway.
Wanting somebody is childish?
Then so is being in love with someone.
Here's an idea.
A secret pact.
You and me.
I help you with Daniel,
you help me with Ana.
What? Help you how?
To get off with her?
No. You mean it, don't you?
I couldn't do that.
What's with you? You see a girl and...
You're so flippant!
Sure.
So what? Is anything wrong with that?
I know what I am. Not like some I know.
What do you say?
You always miss out on summer opportunities?
They're the best.
I didn't say anything.
Forget it.
Oh, yes, you did.
I heard you.
Want some?
It's as hot
here as it is in Madrid. Don't you think?
Yes, it is hot.
What are you doing?
Copying a few things.
Brought a lot of work?
A bit.
Hey, that's mine!
Are you sure?
I love you.
Hello.
Just a minute, please.
- Oh, hello. - Hello.
- You okay? - Fine. What are you doing?
Arranging books.
- There are more than last year. - Aren't there?
- Yes. - Paperbacks. They sell well.
But you still have stationery?
Newspapers, magazines, gifts, rolls of film.
Books don't bring in enough here. I wish they did.
Do you?
Sure.
I love selling books. This isn't the same.
You look very well.
- You look well. - For all the good it does me.
- What did you want? - Ah, yes...
A large notebook, squared...
Like this?
Have you got a red one? I like red.
- Hello. - Hello.
Just one question...
Daniel,
this is Ana's husband. My cousin Robert.
- Hello. - I met your wife the other day.
Yes, she told me.
- Marta says you're a doctor. - Yes.
What specialty?
- Skin, right? - Yes. What about you?
No, I'm not...
I run an antiques shop.
That's nice. Very nice.
Fancy a beer?
Have you finished here?
I'm in a bit of a hurry.
Ana's waiting for me.
I don't know.
Just one then.
This is strong stuff.
Never tried Calvados before?
- Alcohol dehydrates in summer. - Just one glass?
This is our third.
- About your divorce... - Oh, yes.
We separated a year ago.
Why?
"Incompatible boredom."
- What did you say? - That's right.
It's normal enough for a couple to get bored,
and you can always share the boredom.
But when you can't take
being bored together any more, then it's all over.
That's the final test and if you don't realize, you're lost.
When does boredom start?
For me where passion ends.
Which is very soon.
Haven't you noticed?
When did you get married?
9 years ago. And I don't agree with you.
- You feel passion after 9 years? - Well...
I'm not sure passion's the most important thing.
That's just a cliché.
Look, living...
For me, affection and trust are more important.
And warmth.
And, I don't know... companionship.
You and Ana have that instead of passion?
- The perfect couple! - Yes.
Before Ana, I didn't know a thing about all that.
I think I'm really lucky compared with others.
I've been very lucky.
People don't talk about things like that.
I didn't either.
And, I don't know... Ana's changed
my idea of women, of friendship. I was kind of emotionally useless.
What about desire?
Isn't that important?
But passion and desire aren't the same thing.
Really? What makes you say that?
I think you feel one or the other.
Or both, or neither.
I believe in being in love.
You still desire Ana.
Sure. That's what I'm saying.
And other women?
Don't you desire them?
I like other women, sure. Of course I do.
Wouldn't you like to screw another one apart from Ana?
- Then you're repressing yourself. - Forget that.
- I don't feel the need. - You're repressed or a moralist.
Or both. Which is similar anyway.
A moralist is like a blind man who thinks he'll see again one day.
So my being happy with my wife isn't enough?
At least admit that sometimes people are happy with what they've got.
- That's how I feel. - I don't believe you.
Fidelity's another word for laziness.
Yes. Look.
If Ana didn't find out,
if she didn't get hurt by it,
wouldn't you sleep with a woman you liked?
Marta, for instance.
Why Marta?
- It's just an example. - No.
Are you sure?
No, you can't be sure.
Especially regarding instincts.
Your baser instincts... which is a very good description.
Yes, I'm sure.
Really. Believe me.
However disappointing it sounds.
You read my mind.
I'm sorry.
I was talking to Robert.
I was getting a bit worried.
I'm sorry. Really.
I had a few drinks too.
I can see.
Is it very noticeable?
And you couldn't tell me because you forgot your mobile.
So what's the point of having a mobile?
I've spoiled your afternoon.
- So what have you been doing? - Waiting.
Manu got soaked bathing the dog.
Why did you do it on your own?
You didn't come.
I've given her a name.
What is it? You're soaking wet.
Pearl. Mummy doesn't like it.
Which do you prefer?
As we're giving it to the vet, we don't need to give it a name.
Anyway...
- Seen any toads? - Yes.
- What about mushrooms? - No.
Really?
We're going for a walk.
We are keeping the dog, aren't we?
Sure there aren't any mushrooms?
Perhaps in these holes.
- What, toads? - Yes.
No, those are molehills.
- Hello. - Hello, Natalia.
- How are you? - Am I late?
You've had your nose pierced again.
Looks good, doesn't it?
- There's food in the fridge. - I've eaten.
- Well, if you get hungry... - Okay.
Manu's had his supper. Oh, there's a dog in the house.
- A dog? - And it bites.
I'm really scared of dogs.
Don't take any notice of him.
- We'll be back for your body at 2. - Daniel!
Stay out as late as you like.
Manu!
- What? - Grab the dog.
I'm coming in.
We're not going to find anything here.
- Shall we go to Pals? - Pals?
It'll be just as bad, if not worse.
- Hello. - Hello.
We were looking for somewhere to eat but I think we'll have to forget it.
I'm over there with Tomas. Come and sit with us.
Shall we?
Go on.
Fancy a pizza?
I'll go and tell Tomas.
It's best to have several boards.
For instance, for small waves, the long board's best.
But if you want to do a few tricks...
I'm not sure I want to do tricks.
No, it was just an example.
But if you want to do a few tricks, a small board's best. You see?
Yes, I see.
It sounds silly but you have to start somewhere.
You've got something on your face.
Hold still.
Looks like cream.
That's it.
Sorry, did that bother you?
No, no, not at all.
If I've got something on my face I prefer to be told.
People are afraid to speak up.
I prefer to be told...
So I won't look silly.
Though I didn't mean you looked silly...
You know, when you've got snot on your face
and everybody can see it but they're afraid to tell you,
and you're there in front of everybody...
Well, I prefer to be told about it.
Don't you prefer to be told?
- Yeah, sure. We prefer to be told. - Anyway...
We've got the babysitter in, so we'd better be going.
- Let me treat. - No, we'll go halves.
He's nice.
Well...
What time do you open?
- Late. - Late, right?
- And you're on holiday. - It's okay by me.
- That's that then. Hi. - Hello.
I was asking you all back to my place for a drink.
We were going home.
- There's no real hurry. - You are on holiday, you know.
- Coming then? - Good.
I'll take Ana in my car. You know the way, so go with Daniel.
See you at my place. Bye.
Where's your car?
The car?
I think I left it near the seafront.
Let's go that way then.
You follow us in your car.
Okay.
I need a pee.
What?
I need a pee.
Can't you hold on a little?
No, I don't think I can.
Shall I stop?
Yes, please.
Shit!
What the...?
What the fuck!
Fucking bastard son of a bitch car!
I've made you a drink.
Whisky, gin and tonic...
I've had a lot of wine. Just a tonic water.
Don't disappoint me. You must have a drink.
Just a tonic water, thanks.
This gin and tonic's harmless.
- Harmless? - Completely.
Got a tissue? To dry myself with.
Maybe in the glove compartment.
- Here. - Thanks.
Let's look at the sea a minute.
- It's lovely. - The sea? Yes.
Do men like watching girls when they're peeing?
What?
Well... I don't know.
No, I mean
does it turn you on or do you think it's nasty?
Maybe.
Maybe what?
Well... maybe...
Maybe it turns us on, I mean.
Have you ever watched Ana having a pee,
when she was sitting on the toilet?
I don't know, I suppose so. I can't remember.
- The things you say... - It's just that
I like talking about things like that.
- People don't talk about things. - No, they don't.
Not even men among themselves?
Sometimes perhaps.
- Did you watch me peeing? - Me? No. Why do you ask?
No.
The sea's lovely, isn't it?
Yes, it is lovely.
You've been married 8 years?
Almost nine, though we've lived together for about eleven.
- Are you married? - No. Separated.
Marta tells me you paint.
Well, yes... I'm what they call a frustrated painter.
I teach. As they say, "If you know how, you don't teach and..."
"If you don't know how, you teach."
Do you show people your stuff?
Not many. But it's not worth showing anyway. Really.
Do you show Daniel?
Yes, I show Daniel.
But he's not very expressive. He isn't very interested in painting.
- Will you show me? - You? Why?
Why? Because I'm interested in painting.
What do you say?
I don't know. I don't know you... I mean I don't know you well enough.
It may sound like an excuse, but I'm shy about it.
- I once tried selling paintings. - Really?
It didn't work out.
Antiques have worked out better.
I've still got some in the shop.
- Watercolors. - Who painted them?
Homer.
- What? Winslow Homer? No! - Yes.
- Really? - Two small ones.
I can't believe it!
Have you always lived here?
Yes, always.
- Except for two years in Paris. - I envy you.
- You've never been there? - No.
Never?
No. The thing is Daniel and I don't travel much.
- Couldn't you go alone? - I've thought about it but...
- Then why don't you? - I don't know... It's not that easy.
A painter who's never been to Paris?
Do you have to share everything with him?
- Yes. Why shouldn't I? - Why shouldn't you?
However much we love somebody, we all need a life of our own.
Otherwise you end up
hating yourself and the other person.
There's some truth there.
- But you don't practice it. - No, not much.
Well...
I get the impression
you don't do what you want.
A lot of people don't always do what they want.
And later regret it.
But if everything's good...
It's much easier to pretend everything's good.
You don't seem like a coward to me.
- I don't? - No, of course you don't.
- Really? - No.
But what I do think
is that you're one of those independent people
who give away their independence without realizing it.
Generosity is dangerous.
A diplomatic way of calling me stupid.
But sometimes you can't be so generous.
Some opportunities can't be missed.
There's no second chance.
It's naive to pretend there is.
Very dramatic!
Well...
You know what I mean.
Yes.
Do you ever have the sensation when you meet someone new
that you've always known them?
- Do you? - Yes.
It's very pleasant, isn't it?
Yes.
- At last! - The car... Where are the others?
Weren't you behind them?
Something's wrong with the car. It kept stalling.
Got any beer?
In the fridge.
Sorry.
Where were we?
It doesn't matter.
It's here. Come on.
It's all right. We're okay. Don't worry.
Pawn takes knight.
Hello.
- What's your name? - Manuel.
Hello, Manuel.
- How old are you? - 8. What's in that bag?
Don't be so nosey, Manu. How are you?
- Fine. Have I come at a bad time? - No. Fancy a drink?
No, thanks. I've got an appointment
with a client in Pals. Daniel,
if you've got time I wondered if you could
come to the shop tomorrow.
I've got some old medical books.
Maybe you can tell me if they're valuable.
I don't think I can help you much with books.
We'll see, right?
Want to come too?
No, some other time, thanks.
- How about 10.30? - All right.
- Tomorrow then. - Bye.
Shit, I almost forgot!
I've brought your boy a little present.
I hope you like it.
A frog. Thanks.
That's okay. It's made of brass.
I love brass toys. Do you like it?
Let me.
That's what it does.
- 10.30 tomorrow then? - All right.
- Bye. - Bye.
You've made a new friend.
Why that tone?
Well, he is a bit weird.
He doesn't know if he's coming or going.
He's very pleasant.
- Who is it? - It's me. Open up.
Those who base their political aspirations on coffins...
I don't get it, If you haven't got a diamond on the end...
Because you're ugly...
Shut your mouth, you bitch!
- I've never been so insulted! - It's true though!
Silly dog.
- Daniel? - What?
Come on, it's late.
It is late. It's 2 o'clock.
Aren't you tired?
Yes.
What are you doing?
I'm off.
What do you mean?
Honey, I'm off.
I came to see you and now I'm off.
Don't you "honey" me!
You can't do this to me!
You're hurting me!
You come round for a screw then say you're leaving.
What am I, a human dildo?
- Don't be like that! - Like what?
I thought we had something going.
I love you. You can't treat me like this!
You're acting very strange, Marta!
- I need to sleep. - Fuck it!
Then stay and sleep with me. What am I, the clockwork cock?
- Damn it! - All right!
- All right. - I'm sorry, Marta. I'm sorry.
I love you. I'm sorry. Forgive me, please.
Forgive me.
Good morning.
Hello.
- That's a good breakfast. - Hi, Mummy.
Do you like me with this band or shall I leave it loose?
I like it both ways.
Can I go out?
Go and get dressed first.
Oh, you're meeting Robert!
He should be here any minute.
- Do you want to go? - Yes, why?
Does it bother you?
No.
You don't like him.
I don't know what he wants.
Why should he want anything?
He scares me.
Scares you? What are you scared of?
That's strong talk.
Scared he'll hurt us.
Hurt us?
I don't understand.
Why would he hurt us?
Nobody's going to hurt us. Especially him.
Is it intuition?
At his place the other night, you didn't seem too happy.
Neither did you.
I thought you were angry because I took so long with Marta.
Were you?
Should I have been?
No.
And should I?
No.
So?
- You're punctual. - Ready?
- Can I borrow him then? - Lf you bring him back in one piece.
- I'll get my bag. - Okay.
What are you doing?
- Just being affectionate. - That was out of place.
- Now we've got a secret. - No, we haven't.
What, will you tell him?
What do you think?
So what'll he do?
Shall I tell you? Nothing!
Bye.
Bye, Ana.
Not so fast, Manuel.
All right, now you.
Where's Daniel? In Mas?
No, he's gone to Robert's shop.
- Robert? - Yes.
Hey, Tomas.
You don't like
Robert, do you?
Is it so obvious?
But you like Marta, don't you?
Oh, yes. She's natural and bright and...
Do you think I've got a chance with her?
Sorry, it's that I feel I can trust you and she doesn't...
You like her, that's obvious.
I don't know if she cares, but yes I like her.
You know something?
Sometimes it's best not to worry too much about women.
Do I worry about her too much?
But I don't know what to do.
We don't see each other enough.
Sometimes it seems like she's on holiday here too.
Sometimes it's hard to find the time.
Yes, that must be it.
There's something special about this place.
Look...
Look at this.
The illustrations are the best.
Very nice.
Must date from around 1800 and something...
1844.
- Fantastic. - Really?
Your specialty, right?
It's for you.
And don't say no.
Things should belong to those who most enjoy them.
- Well... - I'll look stupid if I insist.
- It's not that... - So?
Well, actually I'm not a skin specialist.
What? You're not a doctor?
- Look, are you or not? - Yes...
and no, to be exact.
What does that mean?
I'm not a skin specialist but a bone specialist.
I see.
I'm a forensic anthropologist.
Shit!
But how could I tell people in the village?
If I asked the butcher for some bones for soup,
he'd say, "Bones for soup? Pull the other leg."
That's the sad story of my life.
But what made you...? Sorry, but...
My father was one too.
A family flaw, I see.
You can joke about it but you're not the first.
- Anyway, it's just another job. - Just another job.
I don't know about that.
So you cut up dead bodies?
No, that's a normal forensic doctor.
I cut up ancient bodies or remains of ancient bodies.
I'm like an archaeologist.
- Does that sound better? - It still sounds pretty disgusting.
You get used to it.
So...
what do they smell like?
- Getting interested, eh? - I'm sorry I asked.
Well, they smell of certain types of acids and gases.
The body fills with methane.
Then the organs come out of the lower orifices.
- Shall I go on? - Yes...
And a liquid
that's really smelly comes out.
What we call butyric acid.
What people call the "smell of death" more or less.
Great!
While we're on the subject,
- why do the nails grow after death? - They don't.
But the skin retracts and makes them and the hair stand out.
Giving the impression that they've grown.
You asked for it. Now have a sip of your drink.
How can Ana stand that?
She doesn't have to. We just don't talk about it.
Though she has her morbid side too.
You really are a weird couple.
Weird? Why?
That sort of solidarity you have.
Yes. Like you'd made a pact with the world.
What gets you is how two people can simply love each other.
You have to admit it's unusual.
You know about the dead,
I know about the living. Especially emotional cheats.
Cheats? Ana and me?
As I was saying, that solidarity you have...
I find it suspicious.
If I told you
I'd kissed your wife, what would you say?
That you'd just made it up.
Well, it's true.
Find a more credible example of what you mean.
You don't believe me?
You're a bit like the boy who cried wolf.
When the wolf finally came, nobody believed him.
- You calling me a bull shitter? - Well, you are a bit.
You give the impression
- you know everything about women. - I'd never say that.
From women
all I expect is surprises.
All kinds of surprises.
But you, on the other hand, don't.
That's a mistake.
A big mistake at that.
- Your bag. - Thanks.
Hello.
I thought you'd take longer.
How's the frog?
- It gets stuck. - Well you give it to me
- and I'll fix it. - Can you?
The only thing I can fix in life is brass frogs.
That's why I haven't got any kids.
- See you. - I'll go with you.
Hello.
Seen Marta?
No.
If you do, tell her I'm looking for her.
Look at that.
You're too nice to that guy.
- Did I ask your advice? - I...
Then shut your mouth, okay?
Okay, okay.
Throw in the ball.
- Yes? - It's me. Open the door.
Robert? I was just going to shower.
Just for a minute. Please.
- Hi. - Hi.
When you get something into your head you won't let it go.
What now?
What do you mean?
I'm going. I have to get dressed.
- What is it? - Don't you remember?
We made a pact.
Look, forget about all that nonsense.
We're too big for all that.
I'm still serious.
I want to have Ana.
- To seduce her, if you like. - Shit!
Are you crazy?
And why?
I don't get it.
Are you really serious?
Do you realize what you're saying?
I don't understand you.
I want to have her, that's all.
But why?
It's like a bet I made with myself.
You're a pig.
Why? Because I say what I want?
Don't you like to play?
People don't break when you touch them.
It's wanting to do something difficult
just for the sake of it.
You like Daniel but you're too scared.
I want to try.
I won't help you, okay?
Is that clear?
- Is it, Robert? - Sure?
Now go away.
Then I'll do it on my own.
TO DANIEL, WHO STILL TRUSTS MEN. AND WOMEN! YOUR FRIEND, ROBERT.
A rather macho dedication, isn't it?
- Meaning? - Misogynous.
If misogynous means a sense of humor, then it is.
A sense of humor or cynicism?
They're easily confused.
I don't know. I was like that before I met you.
So I made you change?
You never believe me when I tell you.
So for you Robert is like holding up a mirror to yourself?
- A good way of putting it. - I don't remember you like that.
Did you really distrust me?
Yes, at the beginning.
Finish your breakfast.
I can't eat any more. Can I go?
Here.
So...
you trust me now but you didn't before?
That's misogyny. I didn't trust any woman. Self-defense.
That's how Robert is.
It doesn't keep him away from women.
Not at all.
He's attracted to them like a magnet. And to you for instance.
Marta.
We'll have to talk about this again.
- Hello. - Hello.
Want to come to the beach?
Actually we were going later.
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
Daniel has a few things to do.
I can take them now.
Okay, You go on. I'll stay here and finish then...
- Sure? - Sure.
It is a lovely day.
Right then.
Okay. Manu!
We're going to the beach.
- You really don't mind? - No, Ana.
I have to call in at Robert's for a minute.
To drop off some books. You don't mind, do you?
No... not at all.
Perhaps he'll come to the beach.
All right. Okay.
Hello!
Robert!
Hello!
He said he'd be here.
Hello!
Here I am. Sorry, I didn't hear you.
- Hi. - Hello.
I thought you'd gone out.
- Okay? . - Fine.
Ah, the books. Thanks.
We're going to the beach. Want to come?
Yes. Fine.
But not now because I'm expecting some phone calls.
I'll join you later. Can you hold on? I've something to show you.
I'll go on with Manu
- and you come later with Ana. - Right. Okay? It won't take long.
I don't know... Manu.
Come here.
- You go on with Marta, okay? - Okay.
Let's go. See you.
- See you. - See you.
It'll only take a moment, okay?
Close your eyes.
What?
Close your eyes a moment, please.
All right.
Hold out you hands.
Open your eyes.
- A Bonnard! Is it a Bonnard? - Yes. 1926.
A Bonnard!
I'm trembling. Look.
Excuse me a minute.
Hello?
Speaking.
I can be
at the shop around seven, seven thirty. Yes.
Yes, Araceli told me you were interested. Is that right?
Bye, then. Yes, see you this evening. Bye.
What do you think?
This must be Marthe, the model for all his nudes.
Really? Yes, it must be.
Didn't he have a house in Montval?
I think this picture's from then.
- Isn't it lovely? - It's wonderful. But...
how did you get it?
Sorry. I'll be back in a minute.
Hello?
Speaking.
Yes. Well, I've got an appointment
at 7.30 this evening. How about eight?
Just a minute, please.
- Change upstairs if you want. - Okay.
Yes, I'll be in the shop at 8.
I can be there if you want. Come then and we'll have coffee.
Please...
Hello.
Where's Ana and Manuel?
What a fright you gave me. Manu's in the water.
And Ana too?
Ana? No, she's with Robert.
We called in at his place and they're coming on.
Why?
Well, he wanted to show her something...
I mean, why did you call in at Robert's?
I had to drop some books off
and he was expecting some phone calls
and Manu wanted to go on.
But they should be here any time now.
I'll give him a call.
Perhaps they called him later than he expected.
No answer. They must be on their way.
Then they'll turn up.
Do you think they're okay?
Why not?
I don't know...
- Can I have another drink? - You've had enough.
You'll be bloated.
Can I go to the bar?
I'm going home. If they come now, it's just too bad.
We may miss them.
All right, whatever you say.
- Coming with us? - Want me to?
Sure.
Like the wine?
Wine goes straight to my head.
That's enough.
I love it.
You're prettier this year.
- Thank you. - But don't get me wrong, eh?
No, of course not.
With some women
you can't say things like that without sounding clumsy.
You're not clumsy.
Don't be so sure.
This is great.
- Why did you say that? - Isn't it obvious?
Not at all. I could name you a few clumsy men.
You're funny.
That's the diagnosis for someone incurably clumsy.
Some believe in a cure for clumsiness but there isn't one.
Here come the lost sheep.
Where were you?
Us?
We've been looking for you on the beach.
- Haven't we, Ana? - Yes.
We've had quite an adventure, haven't we?
Yes.
First, the calls took longer,
then the car broke down on the way to the beach
and we had to get help,
- then go to the garage... - The car?
It wouldn't start properly.
- The starter motor. - You could have called.
Robert called Marta
- on her mobile. - It was off. I left a message.
Yes, I turned it off.
Anyway you're here now.
Shall we go?
- Shall we go? - Sure.
Bye then.
- Bye. - Bye.
Thanks.
You didn't leave me a message.
Where's this cheese from?
Italy.
It's delicious.
Well cured.
- Very good. - Look what we're doing.
It's all so disgusting, so dirty.
We're not doing anything.
Nothing happened.
What do you mean?
Is this one French?
Everything I said was true. The car broke down, the garage...
we looked for you on the beach.
Believe me, cousin.
So we had a plan... So I had a plan...
All right, I was wrong.
Ana's not my type.
You were right.
It was just a whim of mine.
All this thing with wonderful husbands...
kids who'll kiss anybody...
I thought she was another kind of woman.
She paints, she has good taste, she's attractive, but...
I don't believe in regrets but I'm sorry I did all this...
- I'm sorry. - So why was she like that?
She was pitiful. She was scared stiff.
We kissed, that's all.
If Daniel won't believe my story, that's up to him.
He'll end up believing it anyway.
He's a nice guy.
In fact I prefer him to her.
He's got a good sense of humor.
We could be good friends.
Really.
What is this?
What's going on?
I'm sick of you, man. That's what's going on.
Listen... take it easy.
I don't want to take it easy!
We've got things to talk about.
Hold on a minute, will you?
- You're coming with me. - Let's talk about this. Listen...
Listen...
- Hello. - Hello.
I think I'm going back to Madrid.
You and Manu can stay on.
- Why? I don't understand. - I prefer to be on my own.
Why spoil all this for something stupid?
Didn't you say nobody could hurt us?
Yes, I did.
Very naive
of me.
- But nothing happened. - I wonder
why I'm feeling so bad if nothing happened.
- You've stopped believing in me. - That's true.
I can't believe in you any more.
Because you won't let me.
Because something did happen.
- What? - Whatever it was,
something very important has happened between us.
You haven't taken my feelings into consideration at all.
For the first time, you haven't bothered to explain.
You just kept quiet!
- Like a fucking bitch! - Wait a minute.
You really think I'm a fucking bitch?
I'm devastated.
How could I have been so stupid?
How could I have made the mistake of making up such a story?
Nobody's like what I thought we were like.
Perfect couples don't exist.
Things stay how they are until a better opportunity comes up.
We just imagine all the rest.
Sure.
And what you're imagining now
just goes to confirm your new theory.
You don't care what I say.
You believed in me because you wanted to
and now you've stopped believing in me for the same reason.
So what I say doesn't matter, does it?
You've no right to believe or not believe in me when it suits you.
Why should you decide things about us? You call that love?
"I say things are fine, now I say they're bad..." Very convenient!
Hello?
It was Marta.
Robert's been in hospital.
Somebody beat him up.
I can't find Tomas or any of his friends.
I've made such a mess of things.
Now come on.
Don't feel guilty about all this.
But I have! I always screw everything up.
Can I tell you something?
Sure.
Robert and I made a pact.
Robert liked you and I...
I'm sorry. This is all so shitty.
I told him
jokingly
that I liked Daniel.
I'm sorry. I feel so ashamed telling you this.
Daniel's a great guy.
And Robert's a...
We said I'd help him with you and he'd help me.
You're telling me this?
It's all so stupid.
It really is.
I didn't imagine it'd end like this.
That Tomas would find out or act as he did.
So is there anything between Daniel and you?
Nothing, nothing, I promise you.
- Please believe me. - Okay.
Tell me you believe me.
What is it?
Did we fuck you up too?
But nothing happened.
That's the worst part of it.
Nothing happened but everything's changed.
Just like that.
Ana.
Nothing happened.
Nothing happened between you and Robert, did it?
Did it?
Let's see that eye.
- So your arm isn't broken? - No, no.
So what about Tomas?
What should I do? Report him to the police?
What's the point?
That'd only hurt Marta.
But he sure gave me a beating, the bastard.
I have something to tell you. Look.
I like you a lot. I've been
playing around with you and Ana.
I'm not really like that.
I know you think something happened between us.
Well, nothing happened.
I promise you.
So you've no need to worry.
You shouldn't worry about it. You don't deserve to...
because you're a good guy
and good guys don't deserve certain things.
The day Ana was at my place nothing happened.
Nothing at all.
Don't you believe me?
I don't know.
It's important to me that you should.
Not only because that's the truth but...
I don't know...
I'd like to have your trust.
I don't think we'll see each other again.
Or that you'll be back next year.
It'd hurt to lose your trust.
If ever I had it.
Oh, well. I don't what I'm saying...
Sometimes things happen and they're not important.
Think of what hasn't happened,
not in what you think has. Do me that favor.
And do yourself the favor.
You don't have to stay.
Yes.
I'll be off.
What's the matter?
Pearl's gone.
I haven't seen her either.
Shall we look for her?
Yes.
Come on then.
Scallywag!
Pearl!
Poor Manu.
That's why I didn't want a dog.
Are you okay?
Well...
What about you?
Yes.
This had to happen sooner or later,
- didn't it? - I suppose so.
We live and learn.
- We're not made of cast iron. - No.
This must be what they call a test.
It wasn't easy, was it?
Must be the only way of confirming certain things.
That's a horrible idea.
Having to suffer to realize what you've got.
That's not fair.
I'm really scared.
Scared?
You were going back to Madrid...
But I didn't.
I love you.
- Is that everything? - I want to get food for the trip.
Let's go then.
- Is that everything? - I need a wee-wee and I'm thirsty.
If you drink something now you'll want another wee-wee later.
- You've got to get the car. - And a newspaper.
- So meet us in Joan's bar then. - Okay.
See you later.
- Morning. - Morning.
It's ready.
But have the starter motor checked.
The starter motor?
The manufacturer's calling in all cars like this.
- Know Robert the antiques dealer? - Yes.
The same problem the other day.
I didn't know.
Anyway...
When you get back to Madrid, have it checked.
Thanks. How much is it?
I'll make up the bill.
Will you be back next year?
I don't know.
I'm sorry about everything that happened.
Nothing happened.
Can I say something?
Go ahead.
You're a great guy.
Oh, I almost forgot.
Robert gave me this for Ana.
Thanks. I'll give it to her.
Well...
Bye.
- I'll drive, okay? - Okay.
Marta gave me this for you, from Robert.
For me?
I wonder what it is.
It's... I don't know...
Ah, yes, my band. I must have... I must have...
left it at his house.
Would you like me to put it on?
Yes.
Do you really like it?
Yes.