- [last lines]
- Valentin Arregui: I love you so much. That's the one thing I never said to you, because I was afraid of losing you forever.
- Marta: That can never happen now. This dream is short, but this dream is happy.
- [first lines]
- Luis Molina: She's, well, she's something a little strange. That's what you notice, that she's not a woman Iike aII the others. She seems all wrapped up in herseIf. Lost - in a world she carries deep inside her, but surrounded by a world of luxury. A sumptuous boudoir.
- Valentin Arregui: You wouIdn't know reaIity if it was stuck up your ass!
- Luis Molina: Why should I think about reality in a stink hole like this? Why should I get more depressed than l aIready am?
- Valentin Arregui: You're worse than I thought! You just use these movies to jerk yourseIf off.
- Luis Molina: [Crying] If you don't stop, I will never speak to you again!
- Valentin Arregui: Stop crying! You sound just like an old woman!
- Luis Molina: [Whimpering] That's what I am! That's what I am!
- Valentin Arregui: [Forcing Molina's legs apart] What's this between your legs, huh? Tell me, "lady"!
- Luis Molina: It's an accident. If I had the courage, I'd cut it off.
- Valentin Arregui: You'd still be a man! A man! A man in prison! Just like the faggots the Nazis shoved in the ovens!
- Luis Molina: No matter how lonely she may be she keeps men at a distance.
- Valentin Arregui: She's probably got bad breath or something.
- Valentin Arregui: Molina, you would never understand.
- Luis Molina: What I understand is me offering you a bit of my lovely avocado and you throw it back in my face.
- Valentin Arregui: Don't talk like that! You're just like a...
- Luis Molina: A what? Go on, say it.
- [Arregui pauses]
- Valentin Arregui: How can you remember all this crap? You must be making it up.
- Luis Molina: No! I'm not, I saw -- well, I *embroider* a little so that you can see it the way I do.
- Valentin Arregui: God help me.
- Luis Molina: You atheists never stop talking about God...
- Valentin Arregui: And you gays never face facts. Fantasies are no escape.
- Luis Molina: [scoffs] If you've got the keys to that door I will *gladly* follow. Otherwise, I will "escape" in my own way. Thank you.
- Valentin Arregui: Then your life is as trivial as your movies. I'm going to sleep.
- Valentin Arregui: You really like those Nazi blonds, don't you?
- Luis Molina: Well, no, you see, l detest poIitics, but I'm - mad about the leading man. He's so romantic. Should I be shot for that?
- Valentin Arregui: Your Nazis are about as romantic as the fucking warden and his torture room.
- Luis Molina: I can imagine.
- Luis Molina: Her maid has prepared her a foam bath. The star takes a toweI and wraps it around her hair like a turban. Her fingernails painted a rosy peach, she unfastens her taffeta nightgown and lets it slide smoothly down her thighs to the tile floor. Her skin glistens. Her petite ankle slips into the perfumed water, then her sensuous Iegs, until finally her whole body is caressed with foam.
- Valentin Arregui: I told you. No erotic descriptions.
- Valentin Arregui: He's really bleeding.
- Luis Molina: Is it a political prisoner?
- Valentin Arregui: They don't treat you like that for stealing bananas.
- Luis Molina: It's divine. Every night, the chic set flocks to this exclusive club, with lovers at every table, spies in every corner.
- Luis Molina: Why couldn't they give me that handsome leading bIond man here to keep me company, instead - of you?
- Luis Molina: Darling, you don't know page one. You know I'm a faggot. WeII, congratuIations. You know I corrupted a minor. Well, that's even on TV, film at eleven.
- Luis Molina: Do you reaIIy think that eating this avocado will make you spoiled and weak? Enjoy what life offers you.
- Valentin Arregui: What life offers me is the struggle. When you're dedicated to that, pleasure becomes secondary.
- Luis Molina: Does your girlfriend think the same thing?
- Valentin Arregui: How do you know I have a girl?
- Luis Molina: It's - the normal thing. Does she avoid pleasure, too?
- Valentin Arregui: She knows what really counts. That the most important thing is serving a cause that is noble.
- Luis Molina: What kind of cause is that, one that doesn't let you eat an avocado?
- Luis Molina: What's wrong with being Iike a woman? Why do only women get to be sensitive? Why not a man? A dog? Or a *faggot*? If more men acted like women, there wouldn't be so much violence.
- Luis Molina: You mind if I tell my picture? After the show, Leni changes into a satin evening gown that makes her look heavenly. Firm breasts, thin waist, smooth hips.
- Valentin Arregui: Is this propaganda or porno?
- Luis Molina: How can you leave me sitting there like that, chattering to myseIf like some silly parrot?
- Luis Molina: Write to her, tell her to stop taking chances.
- Valentin Arregui: If you think like that, you'll never change anything in this world.
- Luis Molina: Now look who's living in a fantasy.
- Luis Molina: Again. My dreams disappear into the darkness and I wake up alone - waiting, as always, waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting.
- Valentin Arregui: Waiting for what?
- Luis Molina: A man. A real man. But that can't happen because a real man, what he wants is a real woman.
- Luis Molina: You see how you react? There's just no taIking about a guy with another guy, without getting into a fuss.
- Luis Molina: Valentin, do you think you're the only one who's suffered? You think it's easy to find a *real* man? One who's humbIe and yet has dignity. How many years have I been searching? How many nights? How many faces filled with scorn and deceit?
- Valentin Arregui: I don't believe this. Here l am staying up aII night thinking about your boyfriend. Sounds like a real bind, Molina. All you can do is take it like a man.
- Luis Molina: I take it - like a woman. Always. That's why I want a husband who's the boss.
- Valentin Arregui: She's upper class. Pure bourgeoisie. She's got everything. Money, looks, education, freedom. I'm such a hypocrite. Just Iike aII those class-conscious pigs.
- Luis Molina: If he ever says one unkind word about her, l'II strangIe the son of a bitch. Him and his filthy words and his piss-ass revolution!
- Luis Molina: Leni's heart was beating so fast, that her swelling breasts leapt out of her low-cut gown, like luscious hors d'oeuvres on a silver platter.
- Valentin Arregui: Oh, don't make me laugh. It hurts!
- Luis Molina: Here. Have a nice juicy tit.
- [laughing]
- Luis Molina: Have another. The best places serve them in pairs.
- Luis Molina: Once upon a time... in a tropical island far away, there lived a strange woman. She wore a long gown of black lamé that fit her like a glove. But the poor thing, she was caught in a giant spider web that grew out of her own body. One day, a shipwrecked man drifted onto the beach. She fed him and cared for his wounds. She nourished him with love and brought him back to life. When he awoke, he gazed up at the spider woman - and saw - a perfect teardrop slide from under her mask.
- Valentin Arregui: Don't you know anything? Don't you know what the Nazis did to people? Jews! Marxists! Catholics! Homosexuals!
- Luis Molina: Of course I know. What do you take me for, an even dumber broad than I am?