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Sara's not here, if that's who you're looking for.
No, I came here to talk to the watermelon.
Then talk to it...
because if I talk to you, I'll have to tell you a few things that I might later regret.
You've been avoiding me for two weeks, Lola.
I want you to tell me whatever it is you have to tell me.
You swear and promise things and then you do whatever you please.
First, you mess around with my sister,
then, you mess around with my father's girlfriend,
and then, if that wasn't enough,
I find you in Sara's closet at three o'clock in the morning.
What were you doing in Sara's closet at three o'clock in the morning?
I was hiding.
Lola...
What was I supposed to do?
Explain to Paco what I was doing there?
I wouldn't had time. He would have blown my head off right then and there.
You let me down, Lucas.
You have no idea how disappointed I am in you.
Lola, look...
Look,
I ran into Sara... I was only tucking her in bed because she...
She was tipsy when I found her because she had had too much to drink.
And I hid because in this house, I'm under suspicion...
Look, don't paint me a pretty picture.
Sara is sixteen years old.
One day she thinks one way, and the next day she thinks another,
like all sixteen-year-old girls do.
What she cannot do is jeopardize her life with you.
Lola,
give me a break.
I understand that the girl's young, I understand that I'm older...
I'm with you guys...
but I love her.
Lucas, it's not because of you, or Paco, or me.
This is for Sara.
Let her grow up.
If you really love her, you're going to have to wait until she's old enough to choose...
and until Paco gets used to the idea and accepts it.
Okay.
Either way...
I think that Paco will understand this before the thing with the watermelon.
What are you doing!?
Someone could see us.
You're right, someone could see us.
Or did you confused me with Ruth, my grandfather's girlfriend,
so you couldn't resist the urge to kiss me?
I have nothing to do with Ruth, Sara.
For someone who has nothing to do with her, you sure have made out with her twice.
Lucas, you can't send me messages telling me that you love me
and mess around with other women at the same time.
Lucas,
I need to know that you love me every day.
Do you love me?
It looks like it's going to rain today.
You think so?
But there aren't any clouds in sight.
Well, let me go get an umbrella, okay?
Okay.
'It looks like it's going to rain' mean that you love me?
So it's like a secret code between us?
Yes.
- Will you say it to me every day? - Every day.
Dad, where are you going with that shovel?
Well... in case it rains.
In case of rains, honey...
If we drive the squad car into a mud puddle, we can use it to make the puddle smaller.
It's a good thing that you're taking it because it's going to rain, without a doubt.
If you say so.
Honey.
Bye.
Bye.
It doesn't look like it's going rain.
It looks more like we're in the middle of the Saharan desert.
Come on, hurry.
[I need to see you. I'll wait for you at Los Cachis.]
Let's see...
Game face.
Game face.
There you go.
You came.
Of course I came.
Why wouldn't I have come?
I don't know.
I guess since you're with me, you miss out on a lot things.
Yeah, I miss out on Mariano singing "O Sole Mio" in the shower...
No, Lucas, I'm serious.
Any woman your age can give you a lot more than I can.
Ruth or whomever.
No one can give me what you do.
No one.
I saw lights from outside and...
And what are you doing here at this hour?
Well...
I know.
I know why.
Neither can I, man. I can't sleep.
After what we did, I just can't sleep.
And on top of things, Sarita...
I don't know where she could be and look at the time.
One of these days, she's going to give me a heart attack.
Sara must be with a friend or something. Don't worry, okay?
Alright.
I'm gonna go get some rest. Go get some rest too, okay?
Alright.
I feel like a dog... deceiving your father.
But loving someone can't be a bad thing.
Look Sara,
I'm holding you back.
You're sixteen years old
and you should be doing...
what girls your age do.
You should go to the movies, you should...
go out with a guy without having to sneak around.
You should be traveling,
you should do everything girls your age do.
But I don't want to be with any guy my age.
I only want to be with you.
Besides, you and I can do anything.
We can.
You'll see.
Hi, Daddy.
- Hi, darling. - Good morning.
I don't know if I'd call this a good morning.
I think it's going to rain today.
There you go again with the rain.
Who the hell are you? The weatherman or something?
Bye.
Bye, darling.
Sara?
Sara!?
Where are you going with that suitcase?
You mean, where are we going?
Sara, we're not going anywhere.
Shhh...
What do you prefer, beach or mountain?
No, better yet,
first, beach
and then, mountain.
You see how we can go wherever we want?
And do as we please.
You're so crazy.
***, Sara!
What?
***!
What?
You know what?
What?
There's going to be a storm...
that's going to wipe out everything.
Lucas, the only pictures you have are the ones that come inside picture frames.
And that indicates signs of existential emptiness and...
emotional detachment towards your peers, Lucas.
You want to see my pictures, Mariano?
I'm going to show you my pictures.
Look...
These are my pictures.
Look.
- Drop it, Lucas. - No, now you see them.
Now you see them!
Look.
- Drop it, man... - No, I won't drop it!
- These are my memories, my pictures. - Yeah, but...
I can't put them up there. And you know why?
Because I've been forbidden to do so, Mariano.
So what pictures do you want me to put up there, if it's forbidden?
Yes.
Yes, I'll let them know.
I'll let them both know.
Yes, goodbye, Don Lorenzo.
What?
We did it, man. We did it.
We got a "congratulations"
from Tony Blair, the mother Queen, the daughter Queen,
Charlie, and even from Camilla Parker-Bowles.
From Camilla?
They praised us... what's this?
Uh, Paco...
God!
How ugly!
These guys are so ugly!
What was that doing on the floor?
It's a picture of my family, okay?
I was putting it on the shelf, you know?
And... well,
you came out very handsome.
I always come out looking handsome.
Hello!
Hi.
- Hi Mariano. - Hi Sarita.
Hey Lucas,
do you think it's going to rain?
I don't know if I should wear a raincoat, or sandals, or...
It's not just going to rain,
it's going to pour.
There's going to be a raging storm. The flood of all floods will pour down.
This guy's got a freakish fixation.
He's got me looking up at the sky all day to see if it's going to rain or not.
I take out the umbrella, take it back in...
Look.
***!