Pepi, Luci, Bom and Other Girls Like Mom (Pepi, Luci, Bom y otras chicas del montón)

I couldn't hear anything with the music. What is it?

I'm a policeman. Didn't you see my ID?

I'm short-sighted.

I'm not.

Live opposite one of those windows..

I couldn't help noticing your plants.

- Pretty, Aren't they? - Don't try to be clever with me.

It's drugs. You must think I'm soft in the head.

Talking of head, how do you like my little pussy?

From here it looks...

scrumptious.

Saul sold his first-born for a plate of lentils

Wouldn't you turn a blind eye for a taste of this?

Let's see.

It doesn't come free.

OK.

I'll keep my mouth shut, and you move the plants.

All right.

Don't go all tight on me.

Can we do it from behind? I'm used to it that way.

Pervert!

I'm a virgin. I'm not ready to lose my virtue.

Shut your mouth, doll. I do things face to face.

Fuck! I never would have believed you were a virgin!

PEPI WAS HUNGRY FOR REVENGE

- The chorus should be higher. - What's wrong with it?

- Like egg whites. - Hi.

- How's it going, Pepi? - I'm fine.

I've got a proposition for you.

An American tour. I can see it now..

Shut up.

I've got a problem you can help me with.

And what are you offering in return?

- All of my hash plants. - It's a deal.

- OK, guys? - Of course.

Give him a good kicking, but don't go too far.

We don't want anyone to die, now is not the time.

No problem, girl.

The only elastic is in my garter.

He's here. Go on.

Sing, so he doesn't suspect anything.

Not in the balls!

What's going on?

Why me? What have I done?

Great. You'll be in a sorry state.

You bastards!

Why are you beating me up?

Stand in line. I'll pass them down.

Here we go.

Careful you don't get the lift dirty.

It's so sad to see them go.

That was some going-over you gave him.

This one's crap.

You liked giving a policeman a good kicking, didn't you?

- It's your kind of thing. - Let's go.

- Shall we leave you that one? - Why not?

Are you Matilde...? No, Kleenex. Hi.

- Hi Pilar. Just a minute. - Yes, OK.

Wait. It's Kleenex who signed the letter.

ETA STABILISES SOUTHERN FRONT

It's bad enough having a brother who's a policeman.

But when he's your twin, it's the bitter end.

I'm always the one who gets beaten up.

With so much democracy in this country, where will it end?

Those Communists need to be taught a lesson. Leave it to me.

Listen... I'm...

I'm the victim here and I don't want publicity.

Thanks, but don't bother.

If it happened to me, I'd take my gun and shower them with bullets.

Do you know what you should do,

to make sure this never happens to me again?

Move out of here.

I don't know why you bought that house in Parque de Lisboa.

We'll move when we're good and ready.

We've all the same right to be here, me, you and Luci. Get it?

Thanks. I didn't expect anything better from you.

Have you forgotten who's been paying for your bills?

You know what? I'm leaving.

- Right now. - Juan, don't be upset.

Sorry Luci. It's nothing to do with you.

You've got enough problems, married to him.

You haven't drunk your coffee.

Do you think I can?

I'll get a transfer to the Canaries. No one knows you there. I'll be safe.

He's right. We should leave him alone.

I don't know why we bought that flat.

Shut up. this is man's business.

- I'm taking a taxi. - Wait, we'll take a taxi.

Do you think I came here to do that?

I'm a singer and a model, not a whore.

A holiday in Morocco...

- A Moroccan brothel? - Of course not.

I'll report you for white slave trafficking.

I didn't leave my village for that.

I've got talent. As a singer and model, not as a whore.

I know...

The business you're talking about, I can just stand on the corner.

- You have to eat. - I don't need a pimp to take my money.

Take your money? I'm just trying to get you a job.

You guys are all the same. Taxi!

- Wait a minute. - Taxi!

You'll see. Just let me explain...

- I'm going right now. - Wait until five o'clock.

There isn't a mark on him. We'll see about that.

- How's things? - Fine.

Going to the market? I've just been.

The price of potatoes has gone up again.

Be quiet.

That's bad news on a bad day.

You look terrible. What's happened?

- It's a terrible thing. - Tell me what happened.

My husband and my brother-in-law had a terrible fight.

- And? - So Juan left the house.

What a shame! Did he leave me a message?

- Quiet! - No...

I can't let her get away. I have to say something.

But how can I start speaking to her?

Yes... The jersey.

Of course he'll phone.

Can you ask him to call me?

When he calls, I'll say you were asking after him.

- Ask him to leave a number. - Yes, of course.

Luci, do you think your brother-in-law likes me?

I don't know. Men are so weird.

What a lovely jersey you're wearing!

I made it myself.

That's amazing. You could teach me to knit.

- I never thought of that. - Well, think about it.

I live round here. I'd pay you plenty.

- I don't know. - You could make a living from it.

NEXT MORNING, PEPI HAS HER FIRST LESSON

Look, help me.

I put the needle in, put the wool round,

and there's the stitch.

No, not like that.

What do you mean?

You were doing it to the right and you're going backwards.

What does it matter if it's only practice?

If you know how to do it, why are you doing it backwards?

You're ruining my knitting.

- No, you're doing it all wrong. - Some teacher!

I'm not a teacher, you're not paying attention.

Every time I make a mistake, I'll hit you. That way, I'll learn.

You're right. I need a good slap.

Well!

That's your kind of thing.

How did you guess?

Your eyes are shining, you dirty bitch.

Some things you have to accept. That's why I married him.

I thought that as a cop, he'd treat me like a dog.

Some hope. He respects me like his mother.

- You shouldn't trust him. - I'm furious.

Don't worry.

As long as we do our knitting classes,

you'll get your slaps just the way you like it, you crazy, dirty bitch.

- I'm all wet just thinking about it. - Lucky you, you bitch.

So what do you do?

I'm an heiress, but my parents are sick of giving me money.

They've told me to fend for myself.

What will you do now?

I thought about selling my virginity, but I was raped so that's no good.

Well, at least you had some fun.

I'd have had much more fun with the 60,000 ptas I'd have sold it for.

One woman's meat is another's poison.

I just want revenge on the guy who raped me.

Why should I lie to you? It was your husband.

My husband?

Bastard! I should be so lucky.

- Who's this? - My knitting teacher.

Forty-something and nice and tender. Just the way I like them.

- I'm dying for a piss. - Wait.

Piss on her.

She's hot. It'll cool her down.

It won't be easy.

But it'll be worth it.

Definitely. I'll help you.

Just relax.

Stand on the chair.

Lift your leg.

You like it, don't you?

I'm not a cow, you know.

Well...

Finished. No more.

That's it.

- Where are you from? - Murcia.

We're going to be good friends.

You're invited to Toni's party, at his cousin's house.

- It's gonna be fucking brilliant. - Where'd he get the money?

Turning tricks with a queen, apparently.

I'll be there.

- Will you come? - I don't know.

I've got to go.

- It was lovely to meet you. - Make sure you come.

I'll expect you at the same time.

- Where have you been? - Teaching knitting.

- Knitting? - Yes.

- Why didn't you tell me last night? - You were working.

Why is your shirt wet?

It was a glass of water, it got split.

- Have you been in a bar? - No, my pupil did it by mistake.