The Ages of Lulu (Las edades de Lulú)

THE AGES OF LULU

Get up, Lulu. C'mon, get up.

I'm off. Pablo's home with my brother.

He won't even look at you.

That's all right.

He will.

I can't go, Pablo. My neck really hurts.

What will I do with two chicks?

Take one to your Mom's workshop.

I was lucky enough to see Pablo fairly often.

He was my brother's best friend.

You got an extra ticket for the concert? I'd love to go.

Shall I take her?

Lulu?

If she wants to...

Go ahead.

I'll go change. - There's no need.

You look fine.

Wait.

I'll do myself up...

for the concert.

Maite! - Pablo!

Maite and Almudena. We had a date with them.

I felt jealous.

I clung to him as hard as I could.

This was my chance.

What will you have? - A gin & tonic.

My, my!

A gin & tonic and a plain gin, dry.

Can I eat something? - Of course.

Some strawberry cake.

Have you got any? - Yes.

I like your blouse. - Do you?

Leave that button open.

Young ladies don't wolf their food down.

I'm hungry. - Or speak while eating.

I don't like well mannered young ladies.

May I have another?

Me too. - You've had enough.

Why? - Because I say so.

You're taking me home?

Do you want me to?

I've always had great faith in you.

I can't do anything.

Don't worry...

you'll learn.

Come here.

Not that.

Anything, anytime, but that.

I understand.

We're leaving?

What else?

Lulu...

What is it?

Don't cry.

I'm sorry. Really.

Want to go home?

No, please.

Not home. - Where, then?

I don't know.

My mother's workshop. Marcelo and I come here occasionally.

What dreadful shoes!

Take them off.

Take off your panties.

Why? - Because I say so.

Why did you button up your blouse? Open it.

Take off your panties.

Come here.

Who taught you that? - What?

To lift your skirt to sit on a guy's knees.

I don't know.

Come here.

Ever jerk off?

Come on, Lulu.

You can't fool me.

You must never lie to me.

Once, with a flute.

With a flute?

Tell me about it.

Now, listen.

Want me to take you home or what?

What did you stick in, the mouthpiece?

The mouthpiece.

Did you like it?

Yeah, I did.

But Amelia caught me doing it.

And then, she told Marcelo.

So, Marcelo knew about it.

Now, missy...

don't cry.

It's not bad.

Everybody does it, women just don't tell.

I'll be right back.

Pablo...

It's just that...

I've never been to bed with anyone.

We're not going to bed.

There's no need.

Yes, but... I'm a virgin.

Really?

Here...

Slide towards the edge.

What are you doing? - None of your business.

What do you mean?

Hush or I'll take you home.

Alright.

Tell me all about the flute.

Whose idea was it?

What about Amelia?

I heard about it in school.

Then, I was home alone...

but it started raining.

She came back...

saw me...

started screaming and ran away.

And then... What's that?

A razor blade.

What for?

To make you even prettier.

Don't...

Lulu...

you must relax.

You must play according to the rules.

I'm not playing!

Sure you are...

you just don't know it. You're almost perfect.

Let me finish...

and you will be perfect.

What did Marcelo say?

He laughed...

and laughed.

He laughed...

and told me not to worry...

not to worry because...

he could shut Amelia up whenever he wanted to...

that it was normal...

that everyone did it.

Did he touch you?

He's never touched you?

Of course not!

Well, you're very close.

Okay...

All finished.

You look lovely.

It wasn't that bad, was it?

Now, missy, do you feel better?

Are you going to behave?

Will you do as I say?

Come...

Come on.

Are you mad at me?

It won't be in a bed but we'll do it.

Sit down.

Lie down.

Does it hurt?

Do you like it?

Do you?

Yeah, I do...

But I like it better if you're on top.

Want to try?

Here...

Don't let it slip out.

Move.

Like that? - Faster. Move faster.

Slow down.

Imagine you're doing a figure eight. - A figure eight?

A figure eight.

That's right...

That's good.

You what?

You're out of your mind!

How did you do it?

First, I got on top, and then he... - I don't mean that.

Are you on the pill?

I hadn't thought about it.

Did he wear a rubber?

I didn't check.

Don't you care?

I mean, really, you got no sense.

Didn't Marcelo tell you Pablo's going to the States?

Lulu!

What is it, darling? - Let me be!

Lulu, darling let me in.

Lulu, please, open the door!

Why? Why?

I won't forget two things about tonight.

One, the armchair where you shaved me.

Know what else?

The way this couch creaked.

A letter from Pablo. Look, he sent a picture.

He looks so American...

Lulu, promise you'll always remember two things.

One, that sex and love are two different things.

Good. What happened tonight was love.

I don't understand. - It's okay, just promise.

I promise.

Pablo is coming back tomorrow. Can you imagine?

He may have forgotten you. - I hope not.

Will you do me a favor?

Of course.