ECHANDO UN BUEN POLVO EN EL ALMACEN

Look over here.

Am I?

Can't you see it? - Well, yeah.

Just here.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So you're saying it?

You're right. - No, I'm...

It's got good strength, your blend.

Over there?

Yeah, good for me.

We've got to keep going. You have to come more often, then.

Did I sew it?

I sewed it, yes.

I love you.

Me too.

Even if I don't fall.

Get in.

Oh, yeah?

It's a very good hallway. - Yeah? - Yeah.

Yeah. - Did I tell myself?

Yeah.

Why is everyone leaving?

Huh?

-Yeah?

Why don't you line up?

-What are you doing here?

Okay.

How'd it go?

Have I gone?

You heard him. - Huh?

You heard him. ~ What?

What did he say?

I took him out or I didn't take him out.

You think so?

You think?

Don't fuck with me.

Who told you?

I don't know why the fuck.

I'm not you.

Me neither.

If you choke.

I don't introduce myself to someone as sweet as you, and who looks.

That's very nice.

It's very nice.

Mr. Marta Zobito.

Ahhh!