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MY BROTHER'S WIFE
What would you do without me?
Ready.
I had my 20 grapes for breakast.
Can't it be 21?
No, it has to be 20...
not one more.
You're nuts!
Maybe.
At least I don't talk to insects.
Zoe...
you're not going to mass dressed like that, are you?.
Better wear what I got you.
I don't like it, lgnacio.
Baby, this dress is too flashy for mass...
There'll be a lot of people, I don't like it.
Listen to me.
Did you find my mother's prayer book?.
Yes.
I hope it helps.
The Lord be with you.
And with your spirit.
The blessing of Almighty God...
... Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost...
...descend upon you.
Amen.
- You may go in peace. - Thanks Be to God.
Alright?. Let's go.
- Hi, Santiago!. - lgnacio!.
- Congratulations. - Thanks a lot.
Parish priest, who'd say?.
Monsignor Moretti has been very generous with his decision.
I'm so glad you could come.
Zoe knows we cannot lose faith, Santiago.
Faith is the main thing, lgnacio.
Zoe, you must be strong in spirit...
...to support your husband.
By the way... ... I'd like to recommend this book.
"Path", by Balaguer.
It will help a lot with your problems.
We could talk about it if you come visit.
I promise I'll read it.
Well, we're off...
My mother's expecting us for lunch at her house.
God bless you. Give my love to Christina.
- Thank you. - Thank you. Excuse us.
Oh, Santiago!.
Keep up the good behavior and you'll become the Pope.
God willing, lgnacio.
You can't imagine how sorry I am!
I really hoped the doctors had finally found a way to give me a grandchild.
- Yes, it's a pity, Mother, - Thank you, Mercedes.
There'll only be three of us again.
Why's that?. Isn't Gonzalo coming?.
Oh, Gonzalo must be painting.
He forgets time when he works.
Son...
...why don't you call him for me?.
If you ask him, maybe he'll come.
A mother, Zoe, is never wrong...
... my children aren't the same anymore.
They were...
... more than brothers. They were friends and...
...suddenly...
...something happened.
Boys' things.
I left him a message, but I don't think he'll hear it.
Let's begin without him.
Hello.
- Hey, Raulito. - Hi!
It can't be.
Impossible! Gee, it must be a miracle.
Take that painting downstairs, please.
- How're you?. - What's up, sister-in-law?.
-How're you?. - Fine. You?.
Fine! Alright, 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 really busy with the show and--
How's it going?.
Better to ask how it went. I'm already...
...taking down the paintings.
But come in and see what's left of it.
This one is really nice.
Like it?.
And why the unexpected pleasure?.
Well, I came because...
... I want one of your paintings in my room.
What do you think?.
Really?.
Well, choose one. Which one do you like?.
I like this one.
Then it's yours.
- Do I just take it. - Sure.
This painting's worth 3 thousand dollars.
It's good, right?.
Do I have to pay for that?.
Yeah, well, I wouldn't take your money, but...
... I know my brother's going to enjoy it...
...so I'll have him pay for it.
- Hey. - Hey.
What's that?.
One of Gonzalo's paintings.
Not bad.
- You don't like it?. - I like it.
- If you don't, I won't hang it. - No, I told you I did.
Did he give it to you?.
Did he charge you?.
Not much.
The son-of-a-bitch!
Isn't it enough with what I send him every month?.
Did he have to sell you the damn painting?.
Don't overreact, lgnacio, it's just 3 thousand dollars.
It's not the money.
It's what he does.
I work my ass off in the factory Dad left us.
And Gonzalo doesn't lift a finger.
He just stays home painting or screwing around.
I send him a lot 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 will. - 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 child, I want him to look like me...
...smell like me... my flesh and blood.
But we can't, darling.
You mean, you can't.
So what?.
Would you have a kid with another man?.
No.
Love...
... I'm calling to tell you...
... I'm having lunch with Boris so don't wait for me.
No.
Tell you later.
So do l, baby. Bye.
I had to lie to him.
I couldn't tell him I was with you.
Why?.
What's wrong with you being with me?.
Nothing, but...
... Ignacio wouldn't approve of me posing for you.
He wouldn't like you painting me at all.
He'd go ballistic.
He's such an asshole.
Very good.
Don't smile so much. There!
You still haven't told me what the snapshots are for.
I'll tell you. Move to the edge of the bed.
I take the pictures...
...turn them into slides, I project them...
...and then I start painting on them.
- Is this alright?. - It's perfect.
You look tense. Why don't you relax and lie down?.
Go on!
Like that, right, very good.
Ignacio... He's a lucky son-of-a-bitch.
He doesn't deserve a goddess like you, man.
- I can't take it anymore. - Hello?.
We only make love on Saturdays.
- Zoe?. - Only on Saturdays?.
He says he enjoys it more that way.
That he has better climaxes.
He has always been an asshole.
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.
Jealousy.
He's jealous of me, because he knows I'm happy.
He knows I love 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 likes.
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 like that.
You know how long it takes to paint one of those?.
I know, Gonza. Maybe it was my fault.
I shouldn't have told him you sold it to me.
That's not the problem, 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 sleep. I'm exhausted.
You can rest here.
I mean...
...you can have some wine and...
... if you're tired you can sleep.
Come on.
I'll be painting...
...and there won't be any fighting.
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