Don't Tempt Me (2001) - full transcript

History vindicates us,
and you know it.

History vindicates no one.

History's a deaf man answering
questions he wasn't asked.

Words, words.

History doesn't lie, Lola.

You're relying on someone
who can't help you.

Who do you mean?

Remember: Either God wants
all evil to disappear. . .

but can't do it,
which means He's weak. . .

or He can but won't,
which means He's evil.

Or He can't and won't,
so He's weak and evil. . .



and therefore not God.

Unde malum?

That's Epicurus.
He's interesting, but of no use to me.

That trilemma leads
to intellectual paralysis.

In fact, God isn't weak or strong,
good or bad. He's nothing.

I don't follow you.

- I presume you know the Bible.
- Shit, Lola, I'm a pro!

Let's see: Exodus 3:14.

"And God said unto Moses,
'I am who I am.'"

"Tell the Israelites:
'I have sent you to them.'"

No, he said, "Ehyeh asher ehyeh."
"I shall be who I shall be."

You had a bad translation.
He used the future tense.

God is coming.
That's my only hope.

Bullshit! Save that for dating
or impressing your egghead friends.



It's much simpler. To me
you're like an olive to a dry martini.

- Necessary but dispensable?
- Exactly.

- Where are you going?
- We're expected.

The way I see it,
you can't win.

Maybe.

Anyway, Lola dear,
why keep fighting?

I have my principles.

Shit, I was afraid of that.

EARTH

HELL

HEAVEN

DON'T TEMPT ME

HEAVEN, 2 months earlier

MARINA D'ANGELO,
Operations Manager for Heaven

Things aren't going well.
I can't deny it.

In recent years, few souls have
deserved to reinhabit their bodies.

Worse, I doubt
the trend will change.

If it continues,
we'll have to surrender. . .

and admit
the rebels have won.

THE CATCHER IN THE RYE
J. D. SALINGER

Did you manage
to talk to Him?

No, I didn't.

You've been here long enough
to know nobody ever does.

Sorry, I'm a bit edgy.

I tried hard.
But no one knows where He is.

They say He's tired,
depressed. . .

and wants
to drop everything.

But don't worry;
it's just rumors.

We have to solve
this problem alone.

Any ideas?

I have good news:
We've had an application.

Who from?

A mother.

That's good.

You're a big hit, Lola.

They adore it.

Be quiet.

They're not clapping.

Listen!
They've stopped clapping.

Lola, they clapped
for 10 minutes.

What more
do you want?

It wasn't 10 minutes.

Good evening, Lola.

Sorry to interrupt,
darling.

If I'd known
you were coming--

Alas, I got here
at the end.

But that last song
is fantastic.

- So romantic!
- You like it?

I'd never sung it before.
It's a new number.

Don't you think
they stopped clapping too soon?

No, they left delighted.
Audiences adore you.

I'm not sure.

The first day on tour
is the hardest.

Lola, you have to cancel
all your next appearances.

Why?

A mother wants us
to save her son's soul.

CHECKPOINT CHARLIE.
Gateway to Hell. Southern Zone.

JACK DAVENPORT,
Operations Manager for Hell

Hi, Manny.

Did you win?

No. Never once
since you left.

I'm back,
but if you hit me again--

I'm so glad
you're back, Lola!

FOR MY SON, MANNY

22nd CIRCLE OF HELL

Now we've dealt
with our grandparents. . .

It's back
to the 21st century,

Idiot!

Aren't you hungry?

I saw the doctor
this morning.

He said I have
to give up boxing.

I'll get it.

Dear nephew,
I have to ask you a favor.

I haven't seen you in ages,
but your cousin Carmen--

Don't you remember me?

I'm your cousin Carmen.

You've really changed!

Don't I get a kiss?

Sure.

I'll help you.
come on in.

My cousin Carmen,
she's staying with us a few days.

Take it easy.

I don't want
to scare you.

Amazing,
how you've changed!

No one would know
you're the same person. . .

from this photo.

I'm not the same person.

Fifteen years have gone by.

As a kid, Manny taught me boxing.
Right, cousin?

Tuck your elbows
into your body.

You forgotten
what I taught you?

Stop being an idiot!

The doctor
has forbidden me to box.

Says I got something
in my head.

Shit, Manny!
What a shame, man.

I really wanted
to see you box again!

Fuckin' shame!

Where do I put it?

- In one of the albums.
- Where are they?

In the closet.

Put it in the green one.

There's room in front.

You won't last
five minutes.

Don't forget
to tuck in your elbows.

"If you ever hear
one of her staff say. . .

"'I'm away, sick, or tired'. . .

"use this key
and follow my instructions,

Signed, Jack Davenport."

How's my mother?

She was fine
last time I saw her.

Had a hard time getting around,
but lively as ever.

I haven't seen her
in seven years.

Sure.

Did she mention me?

Well, no. . .

she didn't.

She's never mentions you
since you left.

Never?

Never.

What is it?

If you've hurt someone
you really love. . .

how can you be forgiven?

Talk to her.

I can't.
She doesn't live here.

Then write her a letter.

I've never written a letter.

Then do something
so she feels proud of you.

Something that shows
you've changed.

Then she'll forgive you.

How will she find out?

Sooner or later she'll find out,
don't worry.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

What can I do?

1,400.

Every day we get out
10 minutes later because of her!

Good evening. Your new supervisor:
Miss Carmen Ramos.

She's in charge
of the cash registers.

Shit! She looks
like a top model!

Wait!
Is this paid as overtime?

I hope so.

I wish it could be,
Antonia.

But you know verifications
don't count as overtime.

So the sooner we start,
the sooner we'll finish. Let's go!

She's much too pretty,
Eduardo.

I know, but she had
excellent references.

She agreed
to cut her salary in half.

Isn't her skirt
too short?

Yes.

But we're not her husband,
just her bosses.

It's my first day,
so I'll spare you long speeches.

I know you're tired
and want to get home.

But before you leave. . .

I want to share
an idea with you.

If coworker Lola. . .

can bill almost twice
as much as the others. . .

we're doing
something wrong.

So we all have
to figure out. . .

what it is.

Okay, girls,
I won't bother you more.

Good night.
See you tomorrow.

Congratulations, Lola!

Gotta be with it, Lola!

Wanna fuck, babe?

Sorry, lady.

I found it
in a magazine.

Figured you'd like
to have it.

Handsome. . .

Help Lola set the table.

I don't like women
lazing around.

Go in the kitchen.

I'll get it.

What's that?

Tijuana. . .

I KO'd him in the fifth.

That's all over.

You've gotta think
of the future.

But the future isn't
what it used to be.

These folks want
to talk to Manny.

Sorry to bother you so late.
It's an urgent matter.

Fine, but if it's
about a fight--

It's nothing
to do with boxing.

A drink?

Thanks, we had coffee
in the bar downstairs.

I can't pay you now.

You'll have to wait
until tomorrow.

I'll call the police.

Don't bother, lady.

Does it turn you on?

What's gotten into you?

Let's go.

Dirty bitch.

I can still do it.

Your husband owes me
over $25,000. . .

plus interest.

I didn't know.

- I can't pay you that sum.
- Mortgage your apartment.

It's a rental.

Get a loan on your salary.
It's the only way.

I'll do that.
I'll apply for a loan.

I'll give him
another 15 days.

Banks are so slow.
I'm doing it for you.

I've given up on Manny.
He let me down.

He hung out with bums
and didn't train.

Look, Daddy!

They're excited
about their first communion.

Go change.
Don't dirty your dresses.

My pretties!

Fifteen days. Okay?

Did it go okay?

Yes, it's settled.

I'll ask the bank for a loan
to repay your debt.

Look at all those
hopeful novices.

One of them
may make it big.

Why do you
owe money?

They gave me some stolen jewels
to sell to a friend.

- And?
- I sold them, but. . .

I spent the money.

How did you
spend $25,000?

- On things.
- What things?

If you hadn't left me--

You've got to change.
A lot!

- Let's go.
- No, wait.

It's nice here.

I've found you
a job at the supermarket.

Security guard.

I have to wear a uniform?

- Of course.
- Shit!

Please tell your cousin
to move out.

No, she's my cousin.
I'm her godfather, too.

You sure
she's your cousin?

Sure. Who else?

Sorry, I didn't
hear you come in.

Lola wants the bag put away,
but if you want to go on--

No, take it down.
I was just fooling around.

Manny, it's not
the end of the world.

Sooner or later,
you had to quit.

Now think of you
and Lola.

She's so happy
about it.

It's a weight
off her back.

It's nothing, shit!

A shame you had to quit
before winning the championship.

But that's life, pal.

Yeah, that's life.

I'm the greatest!

I'm the champ!

Leave him alone!

He's a poor sap.

A poor sap?

People have been sentenced
for much less.

But now he wants
to change.

I doubt it.
And he won't have time.

He'll get killed by those cops
or by boxing again.

Why go
to all the trouble?

I pity you.

You remind me
of my father.

I'm glad.
I'm sure he was a good person.

Very good,
but he got nowhere.

Speaking of good people,
want some advice?

Sure.

Being good is the wrong image
for a woman.

It's not interesting.

Between us,
it's not sexy.

But it's stylish.

There's few of us left.

So keep trying.
Maybe you'll convince me.

I always liked boxers.

No, in the town
of my in-laws.

And you agreed to it?

My mother-in-law's a pain.

I don't let mine
push me around.

Something wrong?

We don't eat
with the bosses.

Don't be mean.
Stay with us.

I'm just another worker,
like you.

- Anyone seen Lola?
- She's not here yet.

She's on the later shift.

Right, she told me last night.

She's my cousin.

Actually, she's my cousin's wife.
I'm living there for now.

She didn't tell us.

She's quite shy.

Never told me she studied
for a year at the university.

She's great.

So great, so educated?
Then why does she work here?

For her husband.
Not to outclass him.

What nonsense!

I told you
she was tricky.

That's so romantic. Listen, Carmen--
May I call you Carmen?

Sure.

Will they fire me
for being pregnant?

Over my dead body!

I'm a woman, too.

Hi.

Lola, before I forget. . .

I spoke to the manager,
and he said Manny can start at once.

Her husband's
been hired as a guard.

What's on for today?

Deciding about
the pregnant cashier.

The specials should be
shown better.

If she's ever absent,
fire her.

Find a better reason.
We don't fire pregnant women.

I want a watchman
here permanently.

To stop them
from eating the yogurts.

And not finishing them.

Anything else?

The cashiers want you to meet
with their delegate.

- What do they want?
- A raise.

They can't have a raise.
Next topic.

In their letter,
they threaten protest actions. . .

if their demands
aren't met.

Don't worry.
There's plenty of job seekers.

No massive firings.

Our shareholders are Christian
businessmen. . .

who don't like
bad publicity.

Let's fire their delegate!

That'll scare the others.

Remember what happened
in Barcelona. . .

when we fired
the packers' delegate!

They went on strike
and paralyzed the store for a month.

Women have
great solidarity.

In that case. . .

all we can do is negotiate.

Negotiate what?

There's nothing to negotiate.

We must find
another solution.

Sir. . .
I may have one.

What is it?

Egonomics.

The economic analysis
of emotions.

I'll write my mom a letter.
It's simpler than your other idea.

Hurry up.

That's a nice knot.

Let's see.

Tell me.

Where did we meet?

In Bilbao. . .

after the fight.

Really?

When did we get married?

Five years ago. . .

That can't be. . .

Manny, we got married
on May 9, 1997.

Which means
'97, '98, '99.

If you say so.

To me, it's like
we've been married a week.

Manny, don't.
You can't be late the first day.

Fuck that.

What's up, Manny?

It's harder
than boxing, huh?

You're not mad
because of the other night?

Hey, I only obey orders.

Who was that chick?

- My cousin.
- Shit!

She's hot!
Mind if I screw her?

Just kidding.

She doesn't like guys.
So watch out for your wife.

She studied Psych,
sees weirdos all over.

Take care of yourself.

Remind your wife
about the payment.

Keep an eye on her,
as she said.

Mind if I watch TV?

There's an interesting movie.

I never saw it.
I was killed the day before it opened.

Do what you want.
But knock before coming in.

Good intentions.

That's the solution
to our cashier problem.

I read their letter.

Their demand for a raise
is an excuse.

They just want
to be noticed. . .

to feel part
of our project.

We forget that affection
and human warmth. . .

are better than a raise.

So I've made a decision.

Fire their delegate
and talk to them.

Show them
we need them. . .

that they matter to the company
as much as us.

"Good intentions."

It's a great idea.

True, good intentions
can move mountains, but--

But what?

You know the parable
of the Good Samaritan?

It's one of my favorites.

Mrs. Thatcher said no one
would remember him. . .

if he'd only had good intentions;
he also had money.

Meaning?

We do
as the Good Samaritan.

We combine
good intentions with money.

And give our cashiers a raise?

Not to all.

Only to their delegate.

And put her
in charge of cash registers.

Never!

She's a rebel.
We must fire her, not reward her.

Firing her would be an error.

As for rebels. . .

deep down
they're all conservatives.

Once they settle in,
they settle down.

You may be right.

Then who do I fire?

When they ask for a raise,
we fire someone to set an example.

That's no problem.
Fire her!

But she's
our best employee!

That's exactly why.

The best student
is never popular.

Fire her.

Nobody will raise
a finger for her.

Firing her won't give us
any trouble.

Very well.

I'll study your proposal
and give you my decision.

Good.

- Let's not fall for that.
- Why?

It'll create
nothing but problems.

- Are you sure?
- Absolutely.

That's a pity.

Anyway, she had a brilliant idea.

Yes.

But in this company,
you have to have the good ideas!

Anyone got a cash slip?

What's up?

Can't you see,
they'll fire people?

- Why?
- That letter we signed.

You're so silly,
talking politics all day.

They can't fire anybody
for that.

And don't believe rumors.

You don't think so?

They won't fire you.
What do you care?

I signed the letter, too!

Stop playing innocent.

We all know. . .

you're the cousin of our boss,
and she lives with you.

We've got
jobless husbands, too!

Antonia Jiménez,
to the personnel office.

Don't believe rumors, huh?

"Mother, I live in Madrid now.

"I'm married.
My wife's called Lola.

"She's very smart.

"She studied.
Cousin Carmen lives with us.

"I fought in the Spanish
championship in 1999.

"Now I work in a supermarket.
Your son, Manny."

What do you think?

OK, but you didn't
ask to be forgiven.

You're right.

- There.
- Why's your mother mad at you?

- That's my business.
- Tell me.

Why? It doesn't matter.
Happened a long time ago.

I don't care.
Tell me.

I stole the money she saved
for my brother's studies.

I wanted to be a boxer.
She wanted me to work.

I needed that money
to get away.

Go mail the letter.

Hi, Lola.

Carmen in?
We're going dancing.

She's in her room.

- Shit, what a knockout!
- Gorgeous!

Do I look okay?

Yes. If that's what you like.

Don't wait for me for dinner.
I'll be back late.

- We got some.
- What?

Pllls, of course!

I had to come up and see you.
I'm choking down there.

Don't worry.
What's so urgent?

I want you to replace me.

Why?
You're doing fine.

No, I'm not
doing fine at all.

I've lost interest.
And--

Because of her, right?

I feel strange. . .

I'm totally destabilized.
You have to replace me.

Send another agent,
or we'll lose Manny.

I can't.

We don't have anyone.
I can't replace you.

Our old agents can't cope
down there any more.

And the new ones?

The new ones are useless.

Most got here
with outside help. . .

not on their own merit.

They don't fit in, watch TV
all day, and eat hamburgers.

It's a disaster.

Are things that bad?

Worse than you think.

Look!

- Those were my fans.
- That's how it is, Lola.

Costs a fortune
to keep all this up.

The truth is,
we're bankrupt.

Without radical changes,
we won't last another year.

You have to find a way. . .

to land Manny for us.

But Manny's just one soul.
I don't see how--

I presume you know
about Cleopatra's nose.

Sure.

An inch longer, and it'd have changed
the history of the world.

If Manny's soul lands
on our side--

this may seem trivial--

we may survive.

Don't ask me why:
I can't answer you now.

Trust me.

If you want Manny,
we have to change the rules.

Or they'll get him.

Sorry to bother you.

Please sing something
for us.

We miss you so much.

Please!

Well. . . What shall I sing?

Artists!

What are you
staring at, stupid?

Listen to her!

"Mother, Mother. . .

"1999. . . I'm working
in a supermarket. . .

"Your son, Manny.

"Forgive me.

Forgive me."

Shit!

What a jerk!

Yes?

Did you mail
the letter?

Let's go to bed.

Did you mail the letter,
yes or no?

- Why?
- Because. . .that's my business.

- You coming to bed?
- No!

Tell me why
you didn't mail the letter!

I remembered my mother loved
my brother more than me.

Okay?

Come to bed,
or I'll put the bag up again.

Sorry, sir.
I didn't hear you.

I didn't want
to scare you.

I wanted to be sure it was you.
We can't be too cautious.

Of course, sir.
What's going on?

We've got problems. . .

This is
strictly confidential, okay?

It's between us.

There's a conspiracy in Hell
to replace me.

Who are the traitors?

Some council members.

They think
I'm old-fashioned.

They want
a new form of management. . .

to change the rules
in their favor.

That'd be terrible.

I know.
That's why I need your help.

I'll do what you say.
I hate informers and traitors.

I know that.

That's why I picked you!

Look, I need to speak
to the cousins.

Tell them I need to see
Marina D'Angelo as soon as possible.

She'll get it.
It's about the boxer.

For now, forget his soul.

Concentrate on his body,
just his body.

Do anything.

But no harm must come to him
in the next days. Got it?

Fine, but. . .

If he died now,
it'd be a catastrophe.

- You follow me?
- Yes, sir, perfectly.

If it goes well,
I'll promote you to Circle 10.

Sir!

That's enough.
Concentrate on the boxer!

It's really important.

May I ask you
a question, sir?

Why is his soul
so important?

He's a nobody,
just an ordinary sinner.

Some things
that don't seem important. . .

can cause big changes.

Didn't you read Pascal
in school?

You remember his theory
about Cleopatra's nose?

Yes? Good.

- See you later.
- Good-bye, sir.

Excuse me.
May I talk to you?

I want to talk
to you, too.

Firing those people
was a mistake.

Indeed.

But it's too late.

LETTER OF DISMISSAL

Lola, I have to talk to you.

Feel better?

Can we talk now?

Let's try and be pros.
I was just obeying orders.

All executioners say that!

You're like my father. . .

always moralizing.

There's a rebellion in Hell.

To stop it, I'm to help you
save Manny's soul.

My boss wants to see
one of your people. . .

Marina D'Angelo.

How come you're not
with the rebels?

I'm not a puppet.

Manipulated by VIPs?

I know that movie,
I'm not so old. . .

What if
you're tricking me?

You have my word.

That's not enough.

It's a risk
you'll have to take.

We need your help,
and you need ours.

It seems to me. . .

you're the ones facing
a rebellion.

But if they win,
you'll disappear: a disaster!

Come on, Jack.

Why do you care
about our survival?

To keep things balanced.

When the hawks have eaten the doves,
they'll devour each other.

But that's not all, right?

Yes. They want to change
the rules of the game.

I don't get it.

They also want
to get rid of me. . .

and have a plan.

- Hell's been fair so far, no?
- Yes, sir.

We don't care if our inmates,
in a former life. . .

were pope, king,
road sweeper, or banker.

They all do their time!

But if the rich win,
they'll change all that!

It's the most dangerous
of rebellions!

Will the other inmates agree
to such injustice?

The rich
planned this for ages!

They've created a world of puppets
with TV and propaganda. . .

a kind of evil Disneyland
where men--

And women, Jack!

Sure, men and women.

Where men and women
are guiltless. . .

and not responsible
for their acts!

I won't stand for it!

Oenturies ago,
I fought another tyranny!

I lost a lot,
but I don't regret it.

What's more,
young lady. . .

now as then,
I'll risk losing everything. . .

so you and others
can fight me. . .

so you can choose
between my ideas and yours.

We must be able
to choose, right?

I don't exist without you,
or you without me.

We must have that choice
even though it's a--

A game played
in the dark.

A game played
in the dark.

You remember
the night that--

Sit down.
Stop drinking.

What do you need?

The boxer's soul. . .

must go over to your side
of his own free will.

It'll weaken them.
I'll show they threaten our survival.

That's risky.

It's breaking the rules.

I know, Marina!

But this is a unique crisis!

And you owe me a favor.
Remember 1939.

What happened
in 1939, sir?

Yes, what happened
in 1939?

Sorry, we didn't know
you had company.

Can we come in?
It'll only take a moment.

- We're a drag, huh?
- You are.

It's about the bank loan.

We didn't forget.
Now get out!

Sure. How is it?

I'll know tomorrow.

Dry!

Very good.
We'll talk tomorrow.

I wouldn't have bothered you.

But you know wives.
Mine wants a new kitchen.

This month.
Or she'll kick me out.

- You understand?
- Of course.

Tell her she'll get
her new kitchen.

Tell her also
she's married to a pig.

But she must know that.

No! You know
what the boss said.

Don't touch those two.

What are you into?

I'm a businessman.
And you?

"Businessman."

These peons come here
and act uppity.

Let's see your ID.

He's Swiss!

I hate "businessmen,"
especially Swiss ones.

You into business, too?

Not really. No.

Why are you staring at me?
You dig me?

It's so I won't forget
your face. . .

if we meet again.

What'll you do
if we meet again. . .

make love to me?

See this?

I'll ream your ass with it.

So you end up
in the emergency ward.

Women!

I knew it was you.

And that you had problems.

It's a fine novel.

It made me cry.

Me, too.

We're already too old for--

It's impossible. Leave.

As you wish.

But remember. . .

I'll always be yours. . .

forever, until Hell--

Until Hell freezes over.

I remember, Jack.

I remember.

Manny,
what are you doing?

Shouldn't you be
at work?

I quit, Lola.
I'm going back to boxing.

You can't.
The doctors told you.

Doctors never climbed
into a ring.

I can't stand
wearing a uniform.

But, Manny. . .

Shut up!

I've already got
my next fight.

Tomorrow at 7 a.m., I start training.
That's it.

Tell him,
please tell him.

Manny, listen.

You can't go
back to boxing.

Yes, I can.

If you do, I'm leaving.

Know what the ring's called
where I come from?

"The stage of the brave."

When you're up there,
you're somebody.

Even if you lose,
you're somebody.

But when you win--

When you win,
then you're a god.

You can't understand that.

Sure, I do.

But you can get killed.

So. . .
So what?

Hit hard, Manny.

Left.

Left.

Two.

The whole series.

There you go.
You're the champ!

Left. . . two.

Left.

Series.

Use your legs, Manny.

Let's go, five.

Don't be a faggot!

Now, you come up.

- Forget it. I'm not tired.
- I want to fight.

Be careful.

I won't hit his head.

We'll see
who's a faggot.

Come on, Carmen!

What did you do?

I boxed.

You shouldn't
have insulted him.

I didn't realize it, shit!

Is it true you're
a big star in Heaven?

Yes.

And you have
lots of fans?

I can't complain.

We have to talk.

Go right ahead.

I'm worried. . .

you won't manage to live up
to your end of the deal.

Don't worry,
I'll manage.

I worry
about it a lot.

I know you were fired.
How do you plan to pay me?

I'll pay.

- How?
- I'll pay you.

I hope so. Or things will be rough
for your husband.

- You understand?
- Perfectly, you're very clear.

Then we have
nothing more to say.

See you next week.

Nice going, Lola.

You've got balls.

That's not it.
I'm experienced.

There's worse than him.
He's a beginner.

I know human nature.
I used to be in politics.

Even being in politics,
you got into Heaven?

It was another era.

Shit!

If they find out I betrayed them,
I won't get back out.

It's just a routine control.

You'll be fine.

How did it go?

I got an extension,
but I don't have much time left.

They suspect me.

Go to bed.
The fight's tomorrow.

- Come with me.
- I'll go when I feel like it.

Come now,
or I'll slug you.

You'd better not.

What are you staring at?

You dumb or what?

You cowardly bastard!

Shit! I'm sick of being hit!

I don't know
what's got into him lately.

He's become jealous.

Come on, Manny!

What is it?

I came to help him,
and I made things worse.

You're an angel,
not a nun.

You're doing
a good job.

You made him ask his mother
to be forgiven.

He never mailed
the letter.

You're kidding?

He remembered his mother loved
his brother more than him.

- You're the boxer's wife?
- Yes.

He's come to,
but there are problems.

What problems?

I'll be frank.
He's living on borrowed time.

He has
irreversible brain damage.

He may hemorrhage
at any moment.

You played with fire.

Letting him box
was like premeditated murder.

- I'll report it to the Federation.
- Can I see him?

Not now,
he needs rest.

- Carmen!
- Shit!

I know how to get
the money.

Your schemes
will get us nowhere.

Listen to me.

Holy shit!

First, I have to ask
for permission.

Well? What happened?

If it goes well,
you won't go back to singing.

I was getting
a bit dated.

And you can't use
the escape clause.

And if it goes wrong?

You know what'll happen.

You know the rules.

Looks like rain.

I wouldn't do it,
if I were you.

Come on, we both know
I have to do it.

Manny, don't you like the soup?

It must be too salty.

Where you going?

I have a job interview.

"A job interview."

Oome here, sit down.

- I'm in a hurry.
- Sit down!

Not there, sit here.

- It's no time to--
- Sit here!

I've been bad at times. . .

but I don't want
to harm you.

Why do you say that?

If you cheat on me with a man,
I'll beat the shit out of you.

But if you cheat
on me with a woman. . .

I'll kill you both!

You haven't changed.

Eat your fish.

See? It's not so hard.

Your turn.

Not that way.

What did I do wrong?

This is a weapon.

Scares the shit
out of most people.

But the others only get scared
if they think you'll shoot.

How do they know?

From your eyes.

They look into your eyes
and know it.

Watch.

Your turn.

That's hopeless!
Not like that.

I don't know what'll happen
to you if we fail. . .

but I know
what'll happen to me.

I'll even have
to quit waitressing.

To punish me,
they'll make me. . .

the wife of some pig
who treats me like dirt.

It'll be my fate
for 100 years.

So grab the gun. . .

and think of someone
you want to kill.

Go on!

I never wanted
to kill anyone.

Sure.

I don't believe it.

Go on,
look into your dark side.

On the floor!
On your knees!

You! Put the money
in the bag!

Hands on your head!

Think of your families. . .

that money isn't yours!

On the floor!

On your knees!

On all fours!
On the floor!

Don't move!

Lola, the tape!

Hurry!

Fast!

Hands behind your back!

Hi. How's life?

Not so bad.
And you guys?

Well. . .

you know the saying. . .

"The magic potion is
a small promotion."

Things'll change.

I doubt it.

Your attention please.

For securlty reasons. . .

we've closed the main doors
of the supermarket,

We ask our customers
to lie on the floor. . .

and stay there
until further notice.

Did you do it?

Shit, that took balls!

I removed the bullets.

So we wouldn't harm anyone.

Drop your gun!

Throw it!

Gently or I'll shoot you.

Gently. . .

I've got one!

Come along! Quietly!

Don't move!

Don't move!

I've got one!

Move and I'll kill you!

Keep still.

Lola, what's going on?

Lola, can you hear me?

Everything's fine.

Give me the gun.

I can't move.
They shot me.

I'm bleeding.

But you can't bleed.

You're an angel!

Wow, they're angels!

No longer.

I became a mortal
an hour ago.

You fucked up, Lola!

Slide the gun over.
Come on!

It was the only way
to help Manny.

Fighting evil with evil
is punished.

Our rules are very strict.

Good luck.

Thanks.

What a crock!

That won't get you far.

Now go!
Try to escape.

Your rules
must be different.

I told you, I'm decent.

Go on, grab it.

Money's just paper,
but it affects people like poetry.

Too bad it's always
somebody else's.

It's not so serious, now.

You know what they say. . .

Having money
is like being a blonde.

It's more fun.

But not essential.
Gimme the rifle.

No, gimme the pistol,
or I'll kill her. Then I'll kill you.

So kill her!
Gimme the rifle, or I'll shoot you.

You won't shoot. . .

and you know it.

Maybe I will,
and maybe I won't.

You decide!

Carmen. . . You're bleeding!

Come on.

Hell is
a strange place, Lola.

I'll tell you something.

The judges who sentence you
are perverse.

The rich,
they turn into bums. . .

the famous
into nobodies.

A gangster like me. . .

they turn into a woman.

Because it's the worst fate.

I wanted
to tell you sooner.

That's how it is.

You mind?

I could be your mother!

You should see my mother!
What's with you?

Put it away, son.

Stay out of trouble.

Now I've told you. . .

how does it grab you?

It's weird.

The two female robbers
left through this door.

This is the supermarket
they held up.

The amount they stole
is not known.

Shots were fired.
Here's the Police Chief.

Sir, what happened exactly?

Where were you?

Saving your ass.

Shut up, slut!

We just heard
the two robbers. . .

were killed
by security guards.

May we know the names
of their victims?

You bastard,
you double-crossed us!

Shut your trap,
you dirty slut.

Okay, champ,
grab her gun.

They're going to kill us!

Give me the gun!

You didn't tell me
you'd kill them.

Manny, think!

That ain't my thing!

Carmen, grab their guns.

Come on!

Now get going!

Manny, you're blowing it all.

For a woman
who no longer loves you!

Lola, obey me for once!
Get going!

If you let them get away,
we'll kill you later.

I figured that. . .

but I'm a boxer,
not a murderer.

Get going!

He has decided.

We must leave.

Let's go.

Farewell, Manny.

Farewell, Lola.

Now let's settle it
like men!

Come on.
Come here!

I'm the greatest.
I'm the champ.

Mom.

LAW COURTS
HEAVEN/HELL

Any news?

But it's taking a long time.
I'm worried.

So am I.

I think
Nancy is suspicious.

What are his chances?

Fifty-fifty.

Your lawyers did
a good job.

And the judge is
a woman.

He defrauded his mother. . .

and beat up
several women.

She won't like that.

Plus, the man
that he killed--

Road rage.
It wasn't premeditated.

Maybe, but your lawyers. . .

fought that tooth and nail.

Knowing you. . .

you've got an ace
up your sleeve.

You're right.

We've asked the Judge
to apply the Thermopylae clause.

The Thermopylae clause.

Congratulations!
Total sacrifice. Wonderful.

If I remember correctly. . .

it was that same judge
who applied it in 1959?

You've done
your homework, too!

WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR?

THE BARBARIANS
ARE COMING.

Manny's been saved.
He's with the angels.

Good.

I hope
he'll be happy there.

We've been saved, too.

We're angels again.

We must return
that money.

Shit, no.
It's ours now!

To spend
how we want. . .

get drunk,
go whoring!

You keep it.

Were you really in politics?

I really was.

Incredible. . .

Something to remember me by.

See you soon.

Yeah, see you.

Miss, come with us.

What's this about?

You're accused
of stealing a bracelet.

- Did you do the hold up?
- Of course.

Tell us
who your accomplice was.

- I can't.
- Why?

I'll never tell you.

Tell us nicely,
or we'll make you talk.

Relax.

Go help your wife
bathe the kids.

She'll thank you.

You know the supermarket
you held up. . .

was a front
for counterfeiters.

That money's useless to your pal.
What do you say to that?

You can always trust bad guys.
They never let you down.

They never change.

Wait for me there.
Thanks.

A ticket to Geneva.

Geneva.

First class.

First.

Here we are.
Cash or card?

Cash, dear.

You have to wait
five minutes.

The computer's
a bit edgy today.

I'm in no hurry.

Carmen,
it's not for long.

They only gave us
three years.

It'll go by fast.

I'm getting out on Monday.

My lawyers made a deal
with the judge.

As you know,
we're influential.

Good for you.

But when
will I see you again?

That's up to fate.

Let's leave fate out of it.

When I'm out,
I'll come visit you.

Marina owes me a favor.

By then I'll be
in Circle 10.

So what?

I'll be a man at last.

What if I'm
not your type?

It's a risk
we'll have to take.

Guess so.

Marina d'Angelo
reslgned. . .

and in a mildly
depressive state. . .

Jack Davenport managed
to hold onto his job. . .

but he knows his future
will be dim.

He drinks heavily.

Manny Chavez is getting
used to Heaven.

But the laws against smoking,
bullfighting, or boxing. . .

haven't made it easy
for him.

He kills time reading
Marcial Lafuente Estefania.

Lola Nevado gave up singing
and went back into politics.

Due to the shortage of agents,
she was sent back to Earth. . .

as a member
of an antl-globalization group. . .

(nonviolent, of course).

Carmen Ramos managed
to reach Circle 10.

Here's what she looks
like now.

Lola Nevado and Carmen Ramos
(or Tony Graco, her new name). . .

haven't met up yet.

For Agustin Diaz "Michelin,"
banderillero in bullfights, in memoriam.