Only Child (Hija única)

In 1589, Michel de Montaigne asked himself how a drop of semen

could carry within it the resemblance between father and child.

He found it amazing.

ONLY CHILD

-At what time are we doing the keys? -Whenever you want.

Everything's ready.

-Do you want to go now? -No...

-Let's go to the cemetery first. -Okay.

I want to say hello to Marta.

Just because she's dead doesn't mean she has spare time.

When we left to New York, I was ten years old, right? Or nine?

Ten, yes.

It's been ten years since I last came here.

I'd need to spend a year in one of these places

to see where I feel like a foreigner.

Did you know that, since you left, mom hasn't spoken in Spanish?

Not one word.

Not even with me, nothing.

Not even to cuss about me?

I don't know.

I guess one can only talk about you in Spanish.

So she hasn't said anything.

What about him?

One can't talk about him in any language.

You do know something about him.

No, Delfi.

Not me nor anybody.

Guille, is that house abandoned?

I look more and more like her, don't I?

You look just like her.

Notary, how are you?

Delfi!

Good morning.

Hello.

Good morning.

Come on, we have to go.

Are we going to the theater?

No, now you are going to school.

The theater is still a while away.

I'll have to leave the car at the airport again.

But I think I'll be home for dinner.

-Will you wait for me? -Yes.

Thank you.

I got the tickets.

-For what? -She's excited, aren't you?

Yes.

About what?

The Magic Flute.

She's obsessed with the story.

She asked me to tell it to her 1000 times.

Isn't that right? The story...

But I don't remember it.

Why don't you tell it to her?

I told her the story many times, didn't I?

Who's your favorite character?

The queen of the night?

Yes, and I also like Pamina.

You do? I also like Pamina.

Listen, love, you have to remember to pick up Delfi from school today.

Okay.

-Sure? -Sure!

You won't forget, will you?

Delfi, that chicken will stay in the car, okay?

The teacher doesn't want you to take toys to school,

she's said it many times.

It's a bird, mom.

And it's a girl bird. Stop calling it a chicken.

I called it a bird, right?

Or did I say chicken? What did I say? Chicken?

I don't know. That's between you two.

-No, I called it a bird! -You called it a chicken.

The heart of every great movie is always a mistake.

When do you write these things, Juan?

What about you?

When do you get your genius ideas about doors and locks?

Throw this notebookay away, Juan.

I don't know, we keep going in circles.

Why does this guy have to do such an effort to change his identity

if he can continue to do all the same shit

with the Atlanta member card, for example.

That's the way movies are.

I don't understand why we have to make a movie based on invented hypotheses.

The last movie we did was identical, it was exactly the same.

We worked along the same lines and the ideas were ours.

Or will you tell me those were her ideas?

Okay, we are not scientists.

She also wasn't...

-What? -The Turkish from the stories.

-Sherezade? -That one.

Are you going to get that?

Come on, answer it, you're not going to think up anything!

Hello?

What are you doing?

What happened?

Wait, calm down.

Yes, calm down. Wait.

Okay. He's here, bye.

-It's your wife. -What does she want?

Apparently, there was a...

I don't know, apparently there was a small accident with...

-What accident? -...Delfina.

With Delfina?

Apparently nothing happened, Juan! Stop!

Wait, I'll take you. Come.

Okay. Come on, come on!

Ceci, what happened?

Where is Delfina?

Please enter the room properly and then we'll talk.

Cecilia, where is Delfina? Please.

What happened? Can you tell me?

Please, Juan!

Oh, I can't believe this.

Come in.

What happened?

-Sit down, please. -That's not necessary, come on.

Yes, I wanted to talk to you.

The teacher was telling them that one of the girls' mother

fell through the elevator shaft and that's why the girl isn't coming to school.

Okay. I'm really sorry about this lady's death.

What happened to my child?

I never said she was dead. Did I?

Without a word, Delfina went to sit down at the other girl's desk.

There was no way to convince her to go back to her seat.

Now, she's saying she's her.

Look at these drawings.

She started drawing them in art class

when she found out about you changing your last name.

But it's weird because there's a theme with mothers.

Look, two different moms...

It's as if she's processing your issue in a world of women, you know what I mean?

Remember that the child psychologist and I recommended

that you wait a while before telling her about the last name change?

Yes.

There's your dad, come on.

Hello, sweetie. Hi!

-Are you okay? -Hi, how are you doing?

That sweater belongs to the other girl.

The one whose mom fell down the elevator.

She didn't want to take it off.

Lucía?

Why are you wearing this?

Is it wrong?

No.

The only one who ever took that bullshit seriously is Martin.

Well, Federico would have gone crazy anyway. With or without the book.

-It's like that, it's hereditary. -How did Federico take it?

Juan...

Thank you.

My love, sometimes it's important.

I know. You're right.

Please, you have to pick up when I call you.

I'm begging you, Juan.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

But somebody always picks up anyway, right?

Sometimes I don't know who you are.

Of course, I changed my name.

I don't know if we handled it right,

this last name thing.

Can you tell me what happened at school?

Nothing happened. It wasn't that serious.

What do you mean it wasn't that serious?

She said she had a different name.

She put on another girl's clothes. Do you think that's just a coincidence?

No, not a coincidence.

Look, dad!

It's grandma!

No, Delfi, sweetie. That's not your grandmother.

Come over here!

She's one of Dad's friends.

Juan, can you help me, please?

This girl doesn't even know her own name.

-She doesn't know who's who. -I'll take her to bed now.

She fell asleep, Lidia.

Aww, what a pity.

What a beautiful photo!

So cute.

It's beautiful.

It's lovely, I love it.

I took it last week.

Lovely.

I've been calling you all day.

But your phone was off.

The verdict is in.

Yes, you don't like it, I know.

Lawyers will handle everything.

Thank you.

No need to thank me.

Your grandma's lawyers are your lawyers too.

I don't know. What should I do?

Take possession, what else can you do?

The house is yours.

If it's not yours, it's nobody's.

And you have to think about Delfi.

She looks so beautiful in that photo!

Beautiful, I love it.

Take it.

-Really? -Sure.

-With the frame and all? -Of course.

Thank you.