MY BROTHER'S WIFE
What wouId you do without me?
Ready.
I had my 20 grapes for breakfast.
Can't it be 21?
No, it has to be 20...
not one more.
You're nuts!
Maybe.
At Ieast I don't taIk to insects.
Zoe...
you're not going to mass
dressed Iike that, are you?
Better wear what I got you.
I don't Iike it, Ignacio.
Baby, this dress is too
fIashy for mass...
There'II be a Iot of peopIe,
I don't Iike it.
Listen to me.
Did you find my mother's
prayer book?
Yes.
I hope it heIps.
The Lord be with you.
And with your spirit.
The bIessing of AImighty God...
...Father, Son,
and the HoIy Ghost...
...descend upon you.
Amen.
- You may go in peace.
- Thanks Be to God.
AIright?
Let's go.
- Hi, Santiago!
- Ignacio!
- CongratuIations.
- Thanks a Iot.
Parish priest, who'd say?
Monsignor Moretti has been very
generous with his decision.
I'm so gIad you couId come.
Zoe knows we cannot
Iose faith, Santiago.
Faith is the main thing, Ignacio.
Zoe, you must be strong in spirit...
...to support your husband.
By the way...
... I'd Iike to recommend this book.
''Path'', by BaIaguer.
It wiII heIp a Iot
with your probIems.
We couId taIk about
it if you come visit.
I promise I'II read it.
WeII, we're off...
My mother's expecting us
for Iunch at her house.
God bIess you.
Give my Iove to Christina.
- Thank you.
- Thank you. Excuse us.
Oh, Santiago!
Keep up the good behavior
and you'II become the Pope.
God wiIIing, Ignacio.
You can't imagine
how sorry I am!
I reaIIy hoped the doctors had finaIIy found
a way to give me a grandchiId.
- Yes, it's a pity, Mother,
- Thank you, Mercedes.
There'II onIy be three of us again.
Why's that?
Isn't GonzaIo coming?
Oh, GonzaIo must be painting.
He forgets time when he works.
Son...
...why don't you caII him for me?
If you ask him,
maybe he'II come.
A mother, Zoe,
is never wrong...
...my chiIdren aren't
the same anymore.
They were...
...more than brothers.
They were friends and...
...suddenIy...
...something happened.
Boys' things.
I Ieft him a message,
but I don't think he'II hear it.
Let's begin without him.
HeIIo.
- Hey, RauIito.
- Hi!
It can't be.
ImpossibIe!
Gee, it must be a miracIe.
Take that painting downstairs, pIease.
- How're you?
- What's up, sister-in-Iaw?
-How're you?
- Fine. You?
Fine! AIright, man,
it's good to see you!
Same here. We waited for you
at your mother's house.
Yeah, I know, but I've been
reaIIy busy with the show and--
How's it going?
Better to ask how it went.
I'm aIready...
...taking down the paintings.
But come in and see
what's Ieft of it.
This one is reaIIy nice.
Like it?
And why the unexpected pIeasure?
WeII, I came because...
... I want one of your
paintings in my room.
What do you think?
ReaIIy?
WeII, choose one.
Which one do you Iike?
I Iike this one.
Then it's yours.
- Do I just take it.
- Sure.
This painting's worth
3 thousand doIIars.
It's good, right?
Do I have to pay for that?
Yeah, weII, I wouIdn't take
your money, but...
... I know my brother's
going to enjoy it...
...so I'II have him pay for it.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What's that?
One of GonzaIo's paintings.
Not bad.
- You don't Iike it?
- I Iike it.
- If you don't, I won't hang it.
- No, I toId you I did.
Did he give it to you?
Did he charge you?
Not much.
The son-of-a-b*tch!
Isn't it enough with what
I send him every month?
Did he have to seII
you the damn painting?
Don't overreact, Ignacio,
it's just 3 thousand doIIars.
It's not the money.
It's what he does.
I work my a** off in the factory
Dad Ieft us.
And GonzaIo doesn't Iift a finger.
He just stays home painting
or screwing around.
I send him a Iot of cash
every month, Zoe,
so it's not money he needs.
It was in very poor taste
to charge you for the painting.
We can adopt if you want.
No.
Why not, Zoe?
It's not such a bad idea.
Look, if I can't conceive,
there must be a reason.
- It was God's wiII.
- No.
Maybe He wants us to adopt.
Leave God out of this.
So...?
So nothing. We're not adopting.
I don't want to.
Honey...
...if I ever have a chiId,
I want him to Iook Iike me...
...smeII Iike me...
my fIesh and bIood.
But we can't, darIing.
You mean, you can't.
So what?
WouId you have a kid
with another man?
No.
Love...
... I'm caIIing to teII you...
... I'm having Iunch with Boris
so don't wait for me.
No.
TeII you Iater.
So do I, baby. Bye.
I had to Iie to him.
I couIdn't teII him I was with you.
Why?
What's wrong with you
being with me?
Nothing, but...
... Ignacio wouIdn't approve
of me posing for you.
He wouIdn't Iike you
painting me at aII.
He'd go baIIistic.
He's such an asshoIe.
Very good.
Don't smiIe so much.
There!
You stiII haven't toId me
what the snapshots are for.
I'II teII you.
Move to the edge of the bed.
I take the pictures...
...turn them into sIides,
I project them...
...and then I start painting on them.
- Is this aIright?
- It's perfect.
You Iook tense. Why don't you
reIax and Iie down?
Go on!
Like that, right,
very good.
Ignacio... He's a Iucky son-of-a-b*tch.
He doesn't deserve
a goddess Iike you, man.
- I can't take it anymore.
- HeIIo?
We only make love on Saturdays.
- Zoe?
- Only on Saturdays?
He says he enjoys it more that way.
That he has better cIimaxes.
He has aIways been an asshoIe.
You should've seen him
when he saw your painting.
I can imagine,
He's jealous of me.
I don't know why he did it.
I swear I don't get it.
JeaIousy.
He's jeaIous of me,
because he knows I'm happy.
He knows I Iove what I do,
and that bothers him.
He's so damn bitter about
working in a factory...
...because he never had
the guts to do what he Iikes.
Don't say that,
he's your brother.
- And he's my husband.
- I don't give a damn...
...that he's my brother, man.
He didn't have to treat
my painting Iike that.
You know how Iong it takes
to paint one of those?
I know, Gonza.
Maybe it was my fauIt.
I shouIdn't have toId him
you soId it to me.
That's not the probIem, man.
He's got money to burn.
The thing is I painted it.
You know what?
I think... I'd better go.
Why?
I need to sIeep.
I'm exhausted.
You can rest here.
I mean...
...you can have some wine and...
...if you're tired you can sIeep.
Come on.
I'II be painting...
...and there won't be any fighting.
Hi.
Where were you?
Out.
Out where?
Why did you do it?
I don't know.
I Iost it.
Forgive me, okay?
You're going crazy.
It just bugged me that he
soId you the painting.
It made me angry.
Why?
- It shows he earns a Iiving.
- No, it's not.
GonzaIo doesn't work.
He's a Iazy bum...
...who Iives off what
I give him each month.
It was my painting.
I Iiked it.
Yeah, sure, anything GonzaIo
paints is cute.
Is that why you caIIed me?
How many times must
we go over this, honey?
We've been together
for three years, baby.
- So what?
- What do you mean?
Any coupIe that has been
together that Iong...
...shouId want to Iive together.
What part of it don't you get?
We aren't girIfriend
and boyfriend, babe.
I won't get married.
I don't want kids.
You and I are Iovers, baby,
and we're good.
No strings attached,
no confIicts, man.
Save the buIIshit
for someone eIse.
- Not for me.
- Don't you Iike my buIIshit?
Then why don't you
get yourseIf another guy...
...to give you head
whiIe I paint, huh?
I'm fed up with you.
Grow up, asshoIe!
I'II caII you tomorrow when
the storm has bIown over, doII.
Hi. I just wanted to teII
you I made a deposit.
I threw in a IittIe extra because...
...it was a good quarter.
I'm sorry about the painting, dude.
I don't know what happened, man.
I think I Iost it.
I Iost it.
f**king fag.
See you.
What's up, Zoe?
What're you up to?
I want to see you.
I caIIed so you'd see
the photo before I paint it.
Did I teII you Ignacio caIIed?
He wanted to meet,
but I toId him to go to heII.
What did he say?
Just buIIshit.
That if I seII you another painting...
...he's going to pis aII over it.
He's a fooI.
He's hopeIess.
Truth is I don't know how
you can stand him.
I get to see you once in a whiIe.
I haven't been abIe to get
you out of my head.
- Gonza...
- Jesus, I Iike you so much!
Me too, but...
this is wrong.
Promise me you'II keep it a secret.
ObviousIy, babe.
I'm a cIassy dame.
Discretion is one
of my greater virtues.
Don't you think
I've acted Iike a sIut?
Not at aII!
Besides, Iadies have a right to act
Iike sIuts now and then.
- But it's his brother!
- So?
GonzaIo's so hot.
He's such a stud.
I'm crazy about him!
I envy you, girI.
Don't feeI bad.
GuiIt...
...was invented by priests.
If your husband doesn't reaIize
he's negIecting you...
...that you're a Iady, that you need
maintenance as weII...
...it's onIy fair, it's onIy right that you Iook
for other ways to make up for it.
And there's nothing wrong
with kissing GonzaIo, what a stud...
...if he caIIs you again...
...don't miss your chance.
I don't know.
I feeI Iike... a wh*re.
WeII, if you're a wh*re,
where does that Ieave me?
How can you wear
two pairs of socks?
My feet are frozen.
Why? Does it bother you?
No, it just aIways surprises me.
I'm happier this way.
And do we have to Iisten
to this music night after night?
Turn it off if you want.
I'm going to bed.
I'm tired and I have a
business trip tomorrow.
- Again?
- Yes, again.
I don't have any heIp at the factory.
And I have to do aII
the important things myseIf.
Don't be Iong.
I'II be waiting for you.
DarIing?
I'm off to the airport.
Sure you won't come with me?
WeII, I'II be back in two days.
CaII you tonight, okay?
Come in, Maria.
You Iook very nice today.
- Thanks, Maria.
- Ma'am...
-... I've got to teII you something.
- Yes?
I found this in the microwave.
It's kind of burned. I think it's one
of those CDs with the funeraI music...
-... Mr. Ignacio Iikes.
- WeII, then...
... I'm gIad. Throw it away.
It's Iike there are...
-...ghosts in the house.
- I agree, ma'am.
FortunateIy, those ghosts go away
every now and then.
Looks Iike it.
Excuse me.
CaII me if you need anything.
Thank you, Maria.
Okay!
I put it on Iow.
Yes, ma'am, the egg's
aImost done. What eIse?
The rice is in the pot, right?
HaIf an hour before,
you just press this.
Perfect!
You know what to do
with the saImon?
Yes, Maria, I remember
my cooking Iessons.
Of course, ma'am. Are you sure
you won't need me tonight?
Yes. Don't worry.
In fact, you can take...
-...the day off, tomorrow.
- If you want...
... I can stay and heIp you serve.
I Iike Mrs. Christina a Iot.
No thanks, Maria.
- Who is it?
- Forgot my keys. Open up, babe.
Ignacio?
Come on, it's GonzaIo.
Open up, man!
- HeIIo.
- What's up?
- Did I scare you?
- Yes, you got me.
I wouId've Ioved
to see your face.
- WeIcome.
- Thank you.
It's been a Iong time
since you've visited.
Yes, a very Iong time.
That dress is great.
Thanks.
You Iook very nice.
I brought wine.
Thanks, I spent aII afternoon
in the kitchen.
Oh, yeah?
I spent aII afternoon...
-...thinking about you.
- Gonza, don't!
Don't what?
Just a IittIe kiss.
No, this is Ignacio's house.
- So what?
- Gonza...
... I invited you for dinner
because I Iike hanging out...
...with you, but...
promise me you'II behave.
I promise.
HeIIo?
Hi, darIing.
How are you?
Fine, very well.
What were you up to?
Nothing. I was about to have dinner.
Zoe, you sound stressed.
You aIright?
Yes, everything's fine.
You?
Fine, fine.
Heavy day, Iots of work, but...
... I'm finaIIy back at the hoteI.
Zoe... do you Iove me?
Of course.
Why? Do you doubt it?
No, I don't.
I'd just Iike to hear you say it.
Well, then, I love you,
I love you, I love you.
AIright.
Three times is enough.
See you on Wednesday.
SIeep weII.
RecentIy I've been thinking
about your wedding day.
Truth is,
what a boring wedding.
Average age: 84
I danced with aII my aunts,
and my Mom's friends...
Gee, how boring!
reaIIy, guys.
I recaII...
...when I chased you
to the bathroom, remember?
Yeah.
What an ordeaI that was.
First ... I had to keep
an eye on Ignacio.
Then, get away from
aII the oId broads.
You don't know how much
I wanted to kiss you then.
But you didn't want to.
Why don't you Ieave him?
I mean, it must be a bummer to be with
someone who doesn't make Iove to you, huh?
I can't.
I don't Iike being aIone.
I don't want to Iive aIone.
I don't...
I don't... Iike sIeeping aIone.
You've got me.
You're my brother-in-Iaw.
I can't be with you.
You've got me as a friend, man.
WeII...
-... I'II be going now.
- No, don't go. Stay.
You want me to sIeep here?
Yes.
I don't want to sIeep aIone.
Not today.
WeII, can I borrow a piIIow and a bIanket,
I'II stay here. No probIem.
Why don't you sIeep over there?
Over where?
Upstairs, with me.
Nothing wiII happen.
I just want you to keep me company.
Yeah?
WeII.
Want some PJs?
To teII you the truth,
if you don't mind...
I wear my shorts to bed.
No, I don't mind.
Gonza?
I need a hug.
I've dreamed about
you many times.
Have you touched yourseIf
thinking of me?
Yes.
And you?
Have you touched yourseIf
thinking of me?
No.
I don't beIieve you.
Then don't.
I don't beIieve you, you Iiar.
I don't beIieve you.
Wait!
No, no, no!
Oh, I can't beIieve this.
No, don't go.
Boris!
This is deIicious.
For the Iove of God!
Wipe that guiIty Iook off your face.
I wish I woke up with something
to feeI guiIty about.
Look at how he Ieft,
that is--
Who cares how he Ieft?
What matters is how you came.
How was it?
It was divine.
WeII... nothing, exceIIent.
It's aIright.
It's just that...
...now you have...
...to go back...
...to your husband's
bed Iike a good girI...
...and forget GonzaIo.
WeII, if you want a Iover,
weII... I won't criticize you.
I'm a phiIanthropist with my a**.
I give it to the neediest.
But not you.
You can't do it with
GonzaIito anymore.
Oh, this is so good, baby!
So good!
- TeII me.
- What, baby?
Have you been with other women?
Just answer me.
Don't stop baby.
Don't stop.
Answer me.
But come on,
how can you ask that?
Swear it.
- Don't stop baby.
- Swear it.
- Swear it.
- I swear.
I swear on my brother.
Come on!
Who's the Iove of my Iife?
I am.
So?
So?
TaIk dirty to me, baby.
Zoe...
...sweetheart,
is something wrong?
No.
I'm just very sensitive.
Do you want us...
...to adopt a chiId?
No.
It's not that.
Then what is it?
Are you sure
you Iove me, honey?
Of course, siIIy, of course.
Do you have any doubts?
HoId me.
Come, come!
Kiss me, okay?
Remember today's not
Saturday, honey.
Sorry.
A bit more, Zoe.
Bend back a IittIe, not too much.
Sorry, it's my phone.
HeIIo?
Hi, Ignacio.
What's up? I'm in yoga cIass.
No, no, no.
Go ahead, teII me.
Lunch? WeII...
HoId on.
I have another caII.
Gonza?
Hi.
Why did you Ieave
without saying goodbye?
No, I'm not angry.
I can't right now.
What hoteI?
AIright, yes.
See you soon.
Kiss.
So... who was it?
GonzaIo.
You IittIe sIut!
Oh, yeah?
Look who's taIking!
ShouIdn't we be
taking precautions?
Are you on the piII or what?
What for?
I can't have chiIdren.
I thought it was Ignacio
who couIdn't.
Ignacio can't...
and neither can I.
Good.
Because I hate wearing condoms.
What are you doing here?
Enjoying the night.
And those fIowers?
They're...
...for you.
Where shaII I put them?
Throw them on me.
Go on, throw them on me.
Are you teIIing me to throw
the fIowers in the pooI?
Yes, what's the probIem?
You're Iike a goddess.
Now, jump in.
No, you're nuts.
It's coId.
Come on, honey,
the water's deIicious.
Are you crazy?
I'm not wearing...
-...my trunks, Zoe.
- Oh, how awfuI!
The master of the house
can't go skinny-dipping...
...with his wife in his own house.
Don't be siIIy. Jump in.
AIright...
...fine.
- I'II catch a coId!
- You're such an oId Iady.
No, baby.
What is it?
Don't know.
I'm coId, sweetheart.
I'm sorry, but I'm getting out.
I'm too coId.
How's Boris?
Devastated.
Just imagine. He found
his boyfriend with a woman.
- You don't say.
- Poor thing.
Aren't you going to get dressed?
No.
You'II catch a coId
if you don't cover up.
Not...
...if you keep me warm.
Honey, what is it with you?
What are you on?
Why do you anaIyze
me aII the time, Ignacio?
Better make Iove to me.
Today?
Yes, today.
And don't say
it's not Saturday.
Cut the crap.
Honey, that's the way I am.
I don't feeI Iike it
if it's not Saturday.
But tomorrow's Saturday, darIing.
Yes?
What are you doing?
You'd rather masturbate
than make Iove to me?
No, siIIy,
of course not.
I just couIdn't sIeep.
And I thought...
...maybe I couId reIax
a bit more Iike this.
Who were you thinking about?
You.
Promise?
Promise.
If you were thinking about me...
...why didn't you wake me up?
I don't know. It's...
I didn't want to.
You Iooked so sweet
sIeeping that...
... I didn't want to wake you up.
But waking up Iike this...
...is better than sIeeping.
Much better.
I went to see your dad this morning.
I took him IiIies. So pretty.
Excuse me...
This was made just for you.
It's fish.
I'm aIIergic.
Zoe didn't teII you?
About 10 years ago...
... I had a fish stew
that aImost kiIIed me.
There's chicken in the fridge, Maria.
I'II prepare it for you.
Excuse me.
Thank you.
Anyway, we'II wait for GonzaIo.
He's not coming, Mom.
GonzaIo doesn't Iike this house.
Look, your brother
may aIways be Iate...
...and Iazy, but you two?
He Ioves you very much.
Besides, he promised me he'd come.
Don't worry, Iove, it must
be GonzaIo. I'II get it.
Maria, get the door, pIease.
What's up?
- Am I very Iate?
- No, come in.
We're used to it.
How's the man with the money?
Fine, fine.
I'm gIad you came, GonzaIo.
- Come on!
- No, seriousIy...
...GonzaIo, we're brothers.
It's wrong to be so far apart, man.
You know that in this house,
we Iove you very much.
As much as you Iove
my paintings, asshoIe?
Look...
...GonzaIo, I wanted to
apoIogize personaIIy...
...for what I did.
I don't know what came over me.
It was stupid and rash.
WiII you forgive me?
Come on, man, I don't want
any jeaIousy between us.
We're brothers, GonzaIo.
Quite the contrary. I'm gIad you're here
in your house, having Iunch with the famiIy.
Come on.
Mom's waiting for us.
In fact...
...we shouId have Iunch together
once a week, man.
- What do you say?
- As Iong as you're buying...
... I'm okay with that.
Thanks.
How's the most beautifuI
woman on the pIanet?
- At Iast.
- Hey.
- How are you, mother?
- Very weII.
It's good to see you.
Hey, sis.
Hi, Gonza!
- How're you doing?
- Fine.
- Brought a bottIe of wine.
- Thanks. You shouIdn't have.
Yes, I shouId, sis.
How are you?
Everything aIright?
- Besides you being Iate.
- Yeah, sorry.
Oh, weII...
we aIready know it's not...
-...one of your strong points.
- Sorry.
Why didn't you bring
your girIfriend?
Which one?
The Iatest. The South American
actress, was it?
Laura.
Yes, she's from VenezueIa, ma'.
Right, Laura.
Are you stiII seeing her?
Like aII the others.
Good. I'm gIad, son.
She's a charming girI.
Yes, charming, ma'.
You shouId start Iooking
for a woman to marry.
- Marry? Me?
- Of course.
Ma', you know I don't
have any pIans.
-...to marry anybody.
- Oh, dear!
You shouId think
about being a father.
And making me a grandmother.
AIright, give him time.
He just hasn't found
the right woman.
So what?
And if I can't have chiIdren
Iike Ignacio, then what?
Don't be siIIy, man!
So the future of this famiIy
depends on me?
Jesus!
I feeI so proud!
Excuse me. I'II go open
GonzaIo's bottIe.
Excuse me.
And wash those fiIthy hands.
Yes, ma'.
Maria, take that to the dining room
and serve it.
Gonza, not here!
Want me to come
and f**k you good?
TeII me.
Want that?
Maria, begin preparing the dessert.
Yes, ma'am.
Maria, may I have a gIass
of water, pIease.
Was it good for you?
Just good or very, very good?
Very good.
How's Ignacio in the sack?
Let's say he's...
-...so-so.
- That means he sucks.
When we met,
he wasn't Iike that.
He was a good Iover.
Or maybe I didn't know what
a good Iover was Iike.
That's more Iike it.
But now it's a disaster.
I have the feeIing...
...he onIy does it
because he has to.
And when he does,
his head's somewhere eIse.
You know why?
Because I think he doesn't Iike women.
Why do you say that?
Don't know.
I think he's a repressed fag.
Are you serious?
Yes...
...aIthough I know he'II never accept it.
Why do you say that?
Intuition.
Sheer intuition.
TeII me the truth.
Your 'gay-dar' never faiIs.
Thanks, but... Let's see--
The truth, the truth, the truth...
The truth is I don't
think your husband...
...is a cIoset gay.
No.
To me...
...he's a crazed fag Iocked up in his
granny's dusty trunk with seven Iocks.
Poor thing!
I feeI sorry for him, because I can't
imagine when he'II come out of that cIoset...
...of that trunk, in there
where he's Iocked up.
But how?
Why do you say that?
Because sIeeping with you and not wanting
to screw you every day, to me, seems...
...it's a crime.
A crime, my dear.
An unmentionabIe crime.
He doesn't Iike to make Iove to me.
No, no, no.
I'm taIking about f**king.
ReaI, honest-to-God-f**king.
Riding, humping, shagging,
as they say.
And if your husband doesn't
want to f**k you...
...either he's reaIIy a fag
or he's impotent.
No, not impotent. That he isn't.
I know that for a fact.
WeII, you're right about that.
I know it too.
What?
No, not the way you think.
Don't be siIIy.
I'm just kidding.
How can you even think...?
Ready, sir.
That was the Iast one.
I don't know why the Iast one
aIways hurts the most.
- Aurorita, give me a massage.
- Of course, sir.
s**t!
What do you say we Ieave
the massage for another day?
- AIright.
- I'II caII you.
- Fine.
- Thanks.
Mariana, didn't I teII you
no interruptions?
You stood me up, man.
Weren't we going to have
dinner once a week?
Oh, you forgot!
No, don't worry.
it's okay, man.
I toId you not to sweat it, man.
But I wiII send you the biII, okay?
Bye.
May I have the menu, pIease?
And a bottIe of whisky,
bIue IabeI.
- Right away, sir.
- Thanks.
What did you do?
What's that?
You said you wouIdn't
wax your back anymore.
I don't Iike it, Zoe.
It makes me feeI oIder.
Besides, I want to be
attractive for you, babe.
You didn't think there was
another woman, did you?
Ignacio, I need to ask you something.
Yes, sweetheart?
Have you ever been with a man?
Yes.
I was with one today.
An engineer from the factory.
We were together, checking out
the machinery we want to buy.
Don't get cute.
You know what I mean.
No, I don't know what you mean.
Have you ever...
...had sex with another man?
No. Never.
Why do you ask me that, honey?
So you've never had sex with a man?
I aIready toId you.
I don't Iike men, Zoe.
I Iike you.
And I thought you'd ask me
something serious.
- Promise you're not gay.
- God! Zoe...
...don't be siIIy. I don't have
to promise anything.
- Promise.
- AIright, I promise.
Zoe...
...you are the Iove of my Iife.
No one eIse.
Now go to bed.
You're in a bad mood.
Gonza? Hey.
Fine.
I made a decision.
I wrote him a Ietter.
Maria...
...wiII you carry my bags
to the car, pIease?
Yes, ma'am.
f**k!
Who is it?
What do you want?
You're an asshoIe, GonzaIo.
I Iove you too, motherfucker.
You're a son-of-a-b*tch!
Hope Ma' doesn't hear you.
How couId you teII
Zoe I was a fag?
Don't touch me, man!
Is that your probIem?
You and your f**king paintings!
Don't touch my painting,
or I'II kick your a**.
Don't! Don't you dare
caII me a fag again, asshoIe.
Don't you dare.
I forbid you to see Zoe again.
You hear me?
What is it you want?
To destroy my marriage?
Is that it?
Who the f**k d'you think you are
to teII my wife I'm a fag?
Who do you think you are?
I onIy toId her the truth, man.
You think I don't remember,
asshoIe?
- What are you taIking about?
- You know perfectIy weII...
...what I'm taIking about,
you fag.
TeII me what you see here.
Nothing.
What do you see here, huh?
What you see there
is that IittIe boy's worId, man.
A boy who's fuII of fear.
He's totaIIy manipuIated...
...because his oIder brother
wanted it that way, man.
I remember perfectIy when you said
''CIose your eyes, dude...
...and think about the girI
you Iike the most''.
And when I finaIIy
got to be with a woman...
you know what's the first
thing I thought of?
You, man.
You, you f**king faggot.
You moIested me!
And I Iooked up to you, man.
You were my idoI.
I did everything...
And now you come here
whining about stuff.
f**k you, asshoIe!
Get out of here!
Get out of here!
You're sick, GonzaIo.
Stay away from my wife.
Zoe!
f**k!
GonzaIo, you son-of-a-b*tch.
Son-of-a-b*tch!
I toId GonzaIo I couIdn't
get pregnant.
- You Iied to him!
- No, I didn't.
I thought I couIdn't.
You must beIieve me Boris.
AIright.
I beIieve you, sweetie.
And now what?
I'm sure you want to have
your baby anyway.
I think I do.
But...
...what if GonzaIo doesn't?
If you want, you can have
it on your own.
I wouIdn't Iike my chiId
to be fatherIess.
Right.
If you want your chiId
to have a father...
...no probIem.
I can be the father of your chiId.
Just Iike that.
Just Iike that.
Me too, me too.
I mean, I adore myseIf.
WouId you reaIIy be wiIIing?
Of course, sweetie,
of course.
We admire the way
he's deveIoped...
-...his market.
- MainIy because...
...he did it when so many...
-...factories were cIosing.
- That's why we want...
...you to participate...
...in our companies.
Participate.
Yes.
What is it exactIy you want?
You want my--?
My advice or my capitaI?
It's obvious that someone
as weII informed as you
knows we've had capitaI probIems--
Excuse me for a moment.
Excuse me.
CouId you teII me
if Ms. Zoe Edwards...
-...is staying in this hoteI?
- May I have her name again?
Edwards.
But you said you
couIdn't get pregnant.
So I thought.
Gonza, It's a miracIe
that I'm pregnant.
A miracIe?
Are you out of your mind?
What if it's in your head?
How can you be so certain that
you are pregnant? Come on.
I did three tests,
they were aII positive.
Jesus! For the Iove of God, man!
Those tests are s**t, man,
they're just s**t.
What wiII you do?
Damnit!
And you haven't sIept
with anybody eIse?
No.
How do you know
Ignacio' s not the father?
- Ignacio shoots bIanks.
- Says who?
The same doctors who said
you can't have kids?
Don't f**k with me.
If you're pregnant, which I doubt because
those tests you took are useIess...
...you have two choices.
Either you teII Ignacio he's the father...
...or you get rid of it.
An abortion?
Is that your advice?
Either that or you teII
Ignacio he's the father.
Those are your two choices.
You don't care
it's yours, do you?
How can that be?
How the f**k do I
know it's mine, huh?
You Iied to me.
You said you couIdn't get pregnant and
now you want to have a chiId with me.
WeII, go screw yourseIf!
Don't caII me.
Don't Iook me up, I don't want this
ever mentioned again.
Once I Ieave this room
you don't know me, got it?
Yes?
Good morning, Ms. BerkIey,
this just came for you.
- Thanks.
- Excuse me.
Congratulations, Ignacio.
Don't be afraid, Zoe.
I'II be discreet.
No one can forgive me.
Don't say that.
We're aII sinners and God aIways
forgives those who repent.
I'm pregnant.
ShouIdn't that make you happy?
Haven't you and Ignacio
tried for years?
Yes, but...
... Ignacio' s not the father.
Who is it?
I can't teII you.
TeII me everything, Zoe.
Or God won't forgive you.
I can't.
My guess is you haven't
considered an abortion.
God wouIdn't forgive that.
Human Iife is sacred.
You must have that chiId.
Ignacio wiII kiII it.
TeII him it's his.
TeII him God works miracIes.
Ignacio and I go a Iong way back...
...he's a very kind, nobIe souI.
He'II beIieve you.
In fact, Zoe...
...this goes against my ethics...
...but I empathize with you.
You can soIve your probIem here.
CaII them but don't mention me.
Here lies Juan Ignacio Edwards
A memory of his beloved wife Christina
And his sons Ignacio and Gonzalo
Mexico City 1 942-1 992
Dear Zoe.: No hard feelings.
I found your phone in the pool.
I'm sending you a new one
so you can call Gonzalo.
If you press number 1
you'll get his phone.
If you press 2, you'll get me,
if you need me.
I still love you,
Ignacio.
I want to expIain what happened.
You don't have to expIain anything.
GonzaIo wants me to get rid of it.
Forget GonzaIo.
He's not worth it.
OnIy you and the baby matter.
Zoe, I'm with you.
I'II be your unconditionaI aIIy
for anything you need.
If you want, I'II be the father
of your chiId.
But I must...
...teII you something
before you say yes.
What?
TeII me.
It's embarrassing.
I've never toId anyone.
- Is there another woman?
- No.
I Iike men.
Zoe, I Iove you.
I Iove you more than anything.
But I Iike men.
I can't heIp it.
WeII, I want to be a mother.
I've dreamed about it for years.
And if you want
to be the father.
I'II never Ieave you.
I wouIdn't Ieave you
for any one eIse.
But if we're going to be together...
... I need to now that if I feeI Iike
being with a man, you won't say no.
It's onIy fair.
Inbox
Subject
Zoe and I are parents.
Dear Gonzalo, a few days ago
Juan Ignacio was born.
We named him after Dad.
Damn!
We wanted to share our joy with you.
That asshoIe feII for it!
What's that?
I have a nephew, babe.
Ignacio and Zoe had a kid.
Can you beIieve it?
That's great, sweetie. Why didn't you
teII me Zoe was pregnant, baby?
I didn't know.
We wish you the best,
Ignacio and Zoe.
WeII... I see you are bringing
my grandson to me.
Hi Cristina.
HeIIo.
HeIIo, Jose Ignacio.
Hi Mom.
The kid is Iooking more
and more Iike you,
isn't that right?
This is a miracIe, he even has that IittIe
dimpIe just Iike your Dad, Ignacio.
DefiniteIy,
he is an Edwards.
I don't see he Iooks that much Iike me.
Come on, Ignacio, for God's sake...
...this kid is your son,
wherever he might go.
AIso, a Mother is never wrong,
you cannot deny it.
No Mom,
I do not deny anything anymore.