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How quickly everything went to hell in this house. Thank god, Cristian and I left when we did.
Yes, you're right. We should have done the same.
You know? I don't know how I´m going to talk to the kids about this.
You won't! You just tell them you're leaving so the family can be together and in peace.
Exactly. You're right.
I don't have to be giving explanations to everyone, all the time, about everything.
If, ultimately, the strange part is living in this house.
It's a like a police station.
And I have to put up with that idiot of Lalo all the time.
Why "that idiot of Lalo"?
No, nothing.
Why do you say "that idiot of Lalo" like that?
No...you know he's a moron... You can't stand him either, right?
No, I think he's an ***, but...
It seems strange that with everything you're going through you'd remember him.
Unless, there's something you haven't told me?
You know what? Don't ask me anything else.
I don't want to talk about certain things.
It's him.
Him...Who? What?
It's Lalo.
Flaco was with Lalo when I heard him.
I was dying to see you. - You see me all the time.
Don't play stupid, you know what I mean.
Let's wait until things are back to normal and then we'll leave.
I don't know, but I don't think they'll be in jail much longer. What do you say?
Okay.
But as soon as Tato is back we're leaving, and I don't want excuses.
It's enough.
Bye Flaco.
Come on guys! Let's go! What? You're waiting for me?
Wake up! Come on! On Sunday, will you react like this, too?
We are dead!
Calm down. I'll talk to him
But my problem is not Chiqui. It's Anguila...
When he finds out he'll tell everybody!
Nino, make it easy, and tell me where is my wife.