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Like Water for Chocolate (1992) "Like Water for Chocolate" is a captivating and sensual film based on the 1989 novel by Laura

Like Water for Chocolate (1992)

"Like Water for Chocolate" is a captivating and sensual film based on the 1989 novel by Laura Esquivel. Released in 1992, this Mexican movie directed by Alfonso Arau beautifully combines love, passion, and magical realism. The film's subject revolves around the life of Tita, a young woman who defies societal expectations, exploring themes of love, tradition, and the power of food.

Set in early 20th century Mexico, the movie features an exceptional cast that brings the characters to life with remarkable performances. The main protagonist, Tita, is portrayed by Lumi Cavazos. Cavazos skillfully portrays Tita's journey, capturing her fiery spirit and her deep connection to cooking. Her performance beautifully complements the sensuality and longing present in the story.

Marco Leonardi plays Pedro, Tita's forbidden love interest. Leonardi effectively showcases Pedro's internal struggle with his desire for Tita and his duty to marry her sister. The chemistry between Cavazos and Leonardi is palpable, creating a magnetic and intense on-screen relationship.

Regina Torné delivers a powerful performance as Mama Elena, Tita's strict and controlling mother. Her stern demeanor and rigid adherence to traditions add depth to the film, creating a stark contrast to the vivid and passionate lives of Tita and Pedro. The supporting cast, including Mario Iván Martínez and Ada Carrasco, also contribute strongly to the film's emotional impact.

"Like Water for Chocolate" seamlessly intertwines magical realism with the culinary arts. Throughout the film, the emotions of the characters become infused into the food they prepare, affecting those who consume it. Tita's cooking becomes a metaphor for her suppressed desires and her ability to exert influence. Each dish she creates corresponds to a specific emotion, bringing a unique and enchanting element to the movie.

The film also explores the importance of tradition and societal expectations. Tita is forced to repress her desires to conform to society's norms, both in her love life and her passion for cooking. "Like Water for Chocolate" serves as a poignant commentary on the limitations imposed on women in conservative societies and their struggle for self-expression.

The hauntingly beautiful cinematography adds to the film's allure, capturing the essence of the Mexican landscape and the rich cultural heritage. The vivid color palette and rich detailing enhance the sensuality and magical elements of the story.

"Like Water for Chocolate" is a must-watch for those who appreciate heartfelt storytelling and themes of love, tradition, and personal freedom. Its seamless blend of magical realism and culinary arts create a captivating experience that lingers long after the movie ends.

If you are intrigued by the subject and wish to immerse yourself in the enchanting sounds of "Like Water for Chocolate," you can play and download the film's score and soundtrack here. Featuring a blend of traditional Mexican music and emotive melodies, the soundtrack perfectly encapsulates the film's allure and emotional depth.

So, sit back, relax, and let the captivating world of "Like Water for Chocolate" transport you to a place where love, food, and magical realism collide, and where the aroma of passion permeates every frame.

A black hole had landed in her chest...
A caress...
A chemist from Hamburg...
A great big love for you.
A melody, a word...
A new way of communicating.
A person who has the right to live as she pleases.
A son to serve You.
A sound.
About what?
Above all, she never wanted to speak again.
According to the family tradition you broke.
Afraid of hurting little Doc's feelings?
Ah, Tita, I need your advice.
Ah! Senorita Gertrudis!
Allowed near children of decent families?
Allowed those disgusting, repulsive and revolting words...
Although lately she hadn't believed it strongly enough.
Amidst the smells of chicken soup...
And allowed the infinitely cold air to rush in.
And also...
And anyone else.
And Dad was a bad dancer.
And freed herself from her psychological pregnancy.
And Gertrudis ran away.
And his son, Pedro. They want to talk to you.
And I imagined you tied up with some crazies.
And I wonder why I cry so much while I make them.
And I'll continue to break it.
And into every aroma of the meal.
And kept them inside until the rot and worms ate them up.
And my bad breath that keep him away from me.
And no one can convince me otherwise.
And no sour face.
And not a single tear. You hear me?
And Pedro the recipient.
And pretty.
And remember, you've never let me down.
And Rosaura?
And second, because I'm not pregnant.
And sets off one of the matches.
And she lectures me.
And since she'll be my only daughter
And since you're so interested in helping Nacha...
And stop crying into the batter...
And that a breast untouched by love's fire...
And that I'll never go back to the ranch.
And that the house became a battlefield.
And the only way to be near her was to marry her sister...
And the water had evaporated, thanks to the sun...
And then we'll never be able to light any of them.
And to enjoy it properly...
And we'll toast your sister's wedding.
And when everyone on the ranch sees you...
And will have to live in the kitchen and drink teas.
And you both should admit that truth to Rosaura...
And you, the most beautiful of them all.
And you'd better not let anyone ever see you together again.
And young Pedro told his father...
Another girl, Juan.
Anything that pulls the trigger...
Are you feeling better?
As soon as possible.
As the ranch's head cook.
As they yearned for ' the love of their lives. '
As you already know, the purpose of this visit...
Asense of melancholy and frustration...
Astrange alchemical phenomenon seemed to have occurred.
At an unspecified place.
At peace...
Auntie.
Bad? That's excellent!
Be happy, my child.
Be it physical or mental.
Because I think I'm pregnant.
Because it is the explosive flare of a match...
Because she reads lips.
Because then she'd have understood that...
Because three days after...
Because tomorrow nobody must see you cry.
Before arranging a visit.
Before I could ask you again to be my wife.
Before it's too late.
Before you make a decision, you should know...
Being my youngest daughter...
Besides, I want us to have a child.
Besides, men are not that important for living, Father.
Besides, with such a loving nurse as you...
Black holes hadn't been discovered yet.
Broths can cure any type of illness...
But a useless ball of dough.
But don't you worry.
But her whole being had...
But I can guess yours.
But I think that
But I want her to be with me.
But I've been ordered on to Torreon.
But if you definitely couldn't marry the woman you love...
But it didn't help.
But jealousy kept me from doing it.
But my poor son and I put up with it.
But only in English.
But she almost died when Father Ignacio told her...
But she couldn't keep Mama Elena from getting even with Pedro.
But that's how it is.
But today it had nothing to do with smiling.
But we can't just think of ourselves.
But when I see you, everything changes.
But why?
But, unfortunately, she'll need a lot of care.
By a torrid stream of tears...
By accepting your marriage to Rosaura.
By the river.
By washing with vinegar and water.
Can you cook cream fritters?
Can you guess what I'm thinking?
Can you guess what I'm thinking?
Can't you see how cold it is?
Can't you see it's the ghost of the dead woman?
Care for my mother until she dies.
Cheers, Pedro!
Chencha!
Chencha.
Children should be with their mothers.
Come down and tell me
Come, look at this.
Congratulations, children.
Congratulations, Pedro.
Could she conquer the cold.
Cover him with 'tepezcohuite' bark.
Crying on Pedro's shoulder, holding hands?
Cursed child in your womb!
Cutting this bread.
Delicious.
Did he eat?
Did I hurt you?
Did that wedding change how you and Pedro felt?
Did you ever see prostitutes...
Didn't know what to ask of them.
Didn't you have an illegitimate daughter?
Do give me the recipe.
Do you love him more than you love me?
Do you mean that?
Doctor, something very serious has happened at the ranch.
Don Pascual asked Pedro...
Don't cry now, or you'll have me crying too.
Don't cry.
Don't do that, girl. They're like the devil himself.
Don't ever say that again, Nacha.
Don't I get a congratulatory hug?
Don't make me tell you now.
Don't thank me. Thank my grandmother.
Don't throwthem out, my child.
Don't try to fool me.
Don't worry, my sweet.
Don't worry.
Don't worry. Nobody besides her can do it.
Dona Elena, I'll prepare the carriage...
Dona Elena! Always so witty!
Dressed in white?
During this political situation...
Eat, my child.
Either one feels it or one doesn't.
End up wallowing in the filthy river of sin.
End up wallowing in the filthy river of sin.
Especially my cream fritters.
Especially not Rosaura.
Especially since Mother's dead.
Even more reason for leaving me.
Every winter Tita's lips were so chapped...
Everything he ate made him sick.
Exactly! You finally figured it out!
Except that in our case...
Excuse me. I don't feel well.
Excuse me. I must attend to the guests.
Fatherless and without milk from one day to the next.
Fed by Nacha, Tita grew up in the kitchen...
Feed the girls. They're hungry.
Fine.
Fine. Then let her go to the crazy house.
First finish this. Then do whatever you want.
First, because I won't allow it...
Food will make it hurt less.
For me? Like what?
For smooching in every dark corner!
For the first time it's not that bad.
For the reasons I've just explained...
For these chilies. They are heavenly.
Forgive me. Did I say something wrong?
Fortunately the fights between Tita and Rosaura...
From a distance you can't do much.
From chaste to voluptuous...
From my ancestors down to that...
Gertrudis was the lucky one within whom...
Gertrudis!
Get happy. Dance with me. My husband isn't here.
Give it to her and come right back!
Give me time to think.
Go and talk outside while I finish the syrup.
Go get the midwife!
Go to sleep, girl. I can manage.
Go where you can't hurt anyone...
Go.
Good evening, Don Pascual.
Good evening, Dona Paquita.
Good evening, Father.
Good night.
Hand me the dirty one or I'll catch cold.
Has anyone in our family ever questioned this tradition.
Have Nicolas remove the ladder from the dovecote...
He deserves my utmost respect.
He married you to be near me, but he didn't love you.
He said he'd come here looking for me.
He simply replaced you with me.
He'd be wasting his time and mine too.
He's not even your child.
Hello. What's happening?
Her Christmas rolls.
Her condition is delicate.
Hit Roberto's wet nurse on the head...
Holy Mother of God in Heaven...
How about Esperanza?
How are you doing?
How can she carry on conversations?
How contact with fire...
How crude!
How dough becomes a tortilla.
How handsome!
How happy they looked!
How I miss her cooking...
Hurry back. I have lots of work.
Hurry, Chencha. I need the bathroom again.
I always hated you.
I believe in what I am.
I bet she'd like to be with us tonight...
I bought you this yarn. I noticed you like to knit.
I came to cut the bread and have some hot chocolate.
I can't do it, Gertrudis.
I can't eat. Thank you, Nacha.
I can't marry or have children because I must...
I can't stand you.
I could never cut watermelon like your mama.
I did once, and it was all lies. I won't listen to you anymore.
I didn't hear you come in.
I didn't know it would take 22 years...
I didn't sleep that night...
I don't agree, Dona Elena.
I don't care what happened.
I don't care what my daughter or anyone else thinks.
I don't know where she got her sense of rhythm.
I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't like the idea.
I don't see any problem with that.
I don't want my mother to find out.
I don't want tears.
I don't want to die without having you be my wife.
I feel that he's the one I love.
I got so nostalgic for your food.
I had a headache.
I had the same right to marriage as you.
I haven't asked for explanations.
I hope this won't be the first time.
I hope you'll get them right someday.
I know this declaration of love...
I lost my virginity.
I love you!
I love you!
I love you.
I married Pedro because that's what he wanted.
I need an answer right now.
I noticed. You're lost in thought.
I only beg you to tell me if I may hope for your love.
I promise.
I suggest...
I swear you'll have my love forever.
I think it's best to wait a while...
I think Pedro wants to rest.
I think she meant Gertrudis.
I think, once she regains her strength, she should...
I thought I was pregnant, but I was just late.
I tried, Mommy, but
I want to be alone.
I want to be your partner for life.
I was with a man...
I will continue to be the wife.
I will.
I wish you had just kidnapped me.
I won't be gone long.
I won't have you two making a fool of me.
I won't keep you from preparing tonight's dinner.
I worry that someday...
I'd say you were pregnant.
I'll finally get a rest!
I'll finish up. You go on.
I'll fix you a drink in the living room.
I'll get some mint leaves.
I'll give you a special diet. You'll get so pretty.
I'll go get Doctor Brown.
I'll miss you too. I'd like to stay and help you with Pedro.
I'll miss you too. I'd like to stay and help you with Pedro.
I'll miss you, Gertrudis.
I'll move this off the stove and you can keep crying.
I'll never forget.
I'll never go near that place again!
I'll take care of it. Let's go.
I'll take you off those foods that cause gas.
I'll tell Sue Ellen that you're not feeling well.
I'll tell Sue Ellen that you're not feeling well.
I'm a man of few, but firm, words.
I'm almost done.
I'm almost going crazy.
I'm boring you, aren't I?
I'm cursing it!
I'm going to bed. Good night.
I'm helping Nacha.
I'm marrying Tita because the poor girl's crazy.
I'm not marrying him.
I'm picturing how lovely you'll look...
I'm really amazed at the way Tita handled it.
I'm so happy we're together again.
I'm sorry, Pedro.
I'm sorry.
I'm sure I will be, now that I've got what I wanted:
I'm tired of always obeying you!
I'm tired of your tormenting me.
I've been wanting to talk to you...
I've done everything you're thinking of doing.
I've managed the ranch and my daughters by myself.
I've never needed one.
If I didn't know you're a good girl...
If I were Elena, I wouldn't allow it.
If not, I'll be the first to congratulate Pedro...
If there's nothing to trigger the explosion...
If they could just turn into birds and fly away!
If you could eat at home every day with your family.
If you don't want blood in this house...
If you don't, I will.
If you love me a lot
If you say yes, we'll get married in a few days.
If you still love him, why marry John?
If you still loved Pedro, you wouldn't be marrying John.
If you want Pedro to get married...
In 1669, Brandt...
In one instant Pedro had transformed Tita's breasts...
In the barns and bathrooms...
In the bathroom, Mommy.
In your case the truth could be that Rosaura married Pedro...
Into a church full of white flowers...
Into the quails...
Is anxious to meet Tita.
Is no laughing matter.
Is she all right?
Is she O. K.?
Is so difficult that I decided to tell you tonight.
Is something wrong?
Is the color all right, or should I exchange it?
Is the greatest joy I could hope for.
Isn't it nice that he married Esperanza?
Isn't the cake ready?
Isn't the crying.
Isn't your daughter but the daughter of the mulatto.
It all depends.
It and you, cursed forever!
It and you, cursed forever!
It might be good if Pedro knew you're carrying his child.
It must be that I'm as sensitive to onions as Tita...
It tells the story of this buried love.
It's a girl.
It's a pleasure.
It's been so good to see you.
It's been three months since the wedding.
It's Don Pascual Muzquiz...
It's just that I miss Gertrudis.
It's lucky you got here in time.
It's midnight. You should rest a little before the ceremony.
It's much too salty.
It's Pedro, right?
It's Rosaura's first cooking effort. I think it's not bad.
It's strange that, like you, she was born out of grief...
It's that sometimes you can't stop.
It's too bad that...
It's worse to have chilies without any water around.
It's your eyes.
John, please don't go!
John, we'd better cancel the wedding.
Juan Alejandrez, at your service.
Just by seeing a woman's eyes, I can immediately tell...
Just isn't a breast...
Just like in this experiment...
Just take one bite of the Christmas roll...
Knitted and cried until dawn...
Leave me alone once and for all.
Leave me alone!
Leave me alone! Go the kitchen and finish the chorizo.
Left alone.
Let me go!
Let me suggest my daughter Rosaura.
Let's go. It's getting late.
Let's not give her more cause. Please, go.
Let's set the wedding date.
Let's start there. You should never have had a boyfriend.
Lights all the matches inside of us all at once...
Listen, Tita, the real truth is that there is no truth.
Little star
Look how elegant!
Look, I think Well, it's my weight, my flatulence...
Look! I don't care if you and Pedro go to hell...
Lord, it's not vice, nor lust, but to produce...
Make us see a radiant tunnel...
Mama didn't like to dance...
Mama Elena!
Me neither.
Me?
Mine never come out like hers.
Mint leaves for the breath.
Miss Tita, a stray bullet...
Mommy?
Mother always said...
Mother suspects and she'll have you move away.
Move with her husband and child to San Antonio, Texas...
My daughter won't be the first!
My Gertrudis!
My grandmother, Morning Star
My great aunt.
My little family is.
My loving you more than anybody doesn't matter to you.
My sister has something to tell you.
My teas will make you strong...
Nacha is dead!
Nacha swept up what remained of the tears.
Nacha, help me, please!
Neither do all the sacrifices I've made for you.
Neither that night, nor many other nights...
Never, for generations...
Nicolas came back from San Antonio...
No 'buts'!
No one's making a fool of you.
No, but if you wish, I'll try.
No, I can't.
No, I want to do it myself.
No, I'll help you.
No, it's just that...
No, Mommy.
No, Pedro, I won't.
No, please!
No, thank you.
No! Let me go!
No.
No. He's taking her along with him, and we'll be...
No. Pedro will marry Rosaura.
No...
Nobody hears us.
Nobody knows.
Nobody'll hurt you.
Nor is the revolution as dangerous as they claim.
Not as much as I hurt you. Let me explain my intentions.
Not even Pedro.
Not for the woman who had repressed her...
Not only Tita's blood...
Not that deeply.
Not until you behave like a proper woman.
Nothing, Mommy.
Nothing.
Now it's different.
Now it's normal.
Now she had to accept it as true.
Now that Esperanza is married and is leaving...
Now...
Of a distant
Of course not, Gertrudis. Why do you say that?
Of course not!
Of course!
Of course!
Of course. The secret is that when you cook it...
Of course...
Of such radiance...
Of this magic beef broth.
Oh, but before you leave, give me the recipe...
Oh, girls! Girls!
Oh, really!
Oh, really! How can your mommy be so cruel?
Oh! Please forgive me!
Oil of cocoa is an excellent lip moisturizer.
On her stomach, her heart, her breasts.
One day I happened to see, during Mass...
One doesn't think about love.
Only the pots know the boiling points of their broths.
Only three more.
Only you can do it.
Only you would suspect that.
Or I'll evict you from the house Mother left me.
Or marrying John, right?
Our box of matches becomes damp...
Our condolences, Madame.
Our Father Who art in Heaven...
Our housekeeper, Sue Ellen, is an awful cook...
Overtook all the guests, making them take refuge on the patio...
Pedro and you have no shame.
Pedro married me. Period.
Pedro Muzquiz wants to talk to you.
Pedro slipped Tita a love note. It was even perfumed!
Pedro, congratulations!
Pedro, it's lucky you came by!
Pedro. What are you doing here?
Pedro's the father, of course?
Phosphorus.
Please watch over Rosaura until I'm back.
Please, come in.
Pleased to meet you.
Poor child. I hope God has him in Heaven.
Poor little innocent child. You've been left...
Poor Rosaura.
Poor Tita, watching her sister marry her boyfriend!
Pregnant?
Preparing the 'mole. '
Put me on a special diet, because this fat
Really!
Remember the first time we heard that song?
Respect and the rules of society!
Roberto's death is your fault!
Rosaura died of severe digestive problems.
Rosaura might need a doctor and we'll be unable to get one.
Rosaura was near death.
Ruining your sister's wedding!
Save the tears for when I die.
See you tomorrow, Pedro.
See you tomorrow. And thanks for everything.
See you...
Seemed to be obeying superior orders.
Senor Juan!
Sergeant Trevino, take the men around back to be looked after.
Sergeant Trevino!
Sergeant Trevino.
She couldn't understand what she was feeling.
She didn't want her words to scream out her pain.
She didn't want to think or make decisions.
She doesn't seem to love me.
She doesn't want to. She's like crazy.
She even cried inside her mother's womb...
She gave us all the runs.
She had to use plenty of ointment.
She has nobody left to order about, so I get it all!
She herself had recovered after just one bowl...
She immediately felt the need to relieve that hunger.
She is amply prepared and ready for marriage.
She lowered her eyes and tried to escape.
She misses the warmth and smell of the kitchen.
She says disobedient women who leave home...
She says disobedient women who leave home...
She thinks I'm dumb.
She understood exactly how raw dough must feel...
She used to say...
She was a Kikapu Indian
She won't be able to tend to the child.
She'd really have enjoyed her daughter's wedding.
She's completely deaf.
She's dead.
She's destined to care for me until I die.
She's paying for something!
Shouldn't you come visit her every day?
Showing us a path that we forgot at birth.
Showing us the path we forgot at birth...
Shut your mouth! Who do you think you are?
Sky
So don't play innocent with me.
So don't worry.
So feel free to talk, because, in addition...
So he died.
So I took the liberty of bringing you these roses.
So if there's a problem, let's discuss it now.
So that's it.
So what?
So, how soon will my fritters be ready?
So, well...
Some more, please.
Speaking of my daughter, Doctor...
Take care of yourself.
Take Dona Elena's soul so she'll stop walking in the shadows...
Take the baby to your wife.
Tell Pedro once he's well, after the revolution...
Thank God you came.
Thank God! Pedro, what are you waiting for?
Thank you, Doctor.
Thank you, love.
Thank you, Nacha, but I'm just not hungry now.
Thank you, no.
Thank you.
Thank you.
That feeds our souls.
That feeling enabled her virgin breast to nurse her nephew.
That Gertrudis worked in a brothel near the border.
That having a child with you...
That he give you what you deserve.
That he had heard...
That he is marrying for love...
That horse and rider...
That I am deeply in love with you.
That I'm as sensitive to onions as my great aunt Tita was.
That is caused by chopping it.
That knows my suffering
That night she cried and knitted...
That night Tita found it impossible to sleep.
That overflowed from the table to the kitchen floor.
That sees my pain
That she feared that, just like dough...
That she wished her sister had never...
That she'd never let her get married...
That Tita protected that girl like a fiend...
That took place...
That we're all born with a box of matches inside.
That you put a piece of onion on your head...
That'll be all for today.
That's good. Thank you.
That's how she invaded Pedro's body...
That's not it.
That's right. But let me cry, all right?
That's true.
That's what I think of your orders!
The birth was very complicated, Pedro.
The boy looks wonderful next to such a beautiful aunt.
The brilliance would...
The child had to feel she was...
The devil's dog. It scared us.
The dog is so old, he barks at anything.
The dog? What's wrong?
The Federales came and set the bathroom on fire.
The first to ask him...
The girl is about to faint!
The heat that invaded her was so real...
The next song, Chencha.
The others want to cut the bread.
The oxygen has to come, for example...
The rest took part in the collective vomiting spree...
The rose smell...
The same path that calls us back...
The secret is to make them with lots of love.
The smell of her kitchen...
The soul will want to return to its divine origin.
The towel! You want me to wrinkle up in here?
The tradition will die with me.
The trouble with crying while chopping onions...
The truth!
The water's too hot!
The wedding is next week...
The woman I truly love.
Their most violent and tearful fight...
Then why are you sad?
Then, why?
There are also Rosaura and Esperanza.
There's a lot of work.
There's no name for what you've done!
There's no room in my house for lunatics!
There's not enough time.
There's nothing to stop you.
There's still time, don't you think?
They can freshen the worst breath.
They could do anything or change into anything.
They kidnapped her.
They say one look from them and you're pregnant!
They say that your second child, Gertrudis...
They would produce such a strong brilliance...
They'll all live in the same house!
Thinking about asking for your hand.
This fragrance caused the Villista chief...
This is delicious.
This is the nectar of the gods!
This sexual encounter was synthesized through the meal.
Those Lobo people are here.
Tita cried.
Tita drove her mother's ghost away forever...
Tita knew...
Tita never could resist helping anyone who cried out for food.
Tita was the sender...
Tita wished she'd swallowed them...
Tita, don't go! Don't leave me.
Tita, I told Mother I want to cook today.
Tita, meet my husband.
Tita, my child.
Tita, the 'mole' is superb!
Tita, the baby is coming.
Tita, today is your first anniversary...
Tita, what happened with the baby?
Tita, what's happening out here?
Tita, whose hands were now free of her mother's orders...
Tita, why does she cry when she's with me?
Tita!
Tita! Come here.
Tita! Where the devil are you?
Tita! Where were you?
Tita.
Tita...
Tita...
To avoid the annoying crying...
To be near you...
To be quite honest...
To deliver these invitations.
To demand...
To escape from her mouth.
To fly away from herself.
To our divine origins.
To seek out something unknown...
To talk about what?
To the happy couple!
Today we ate this dish...
Tomorrow, God willing.
Too bad he got a Ph. D. scholarship at Harvard.
Until she finished the quilt and it covered her.
Until the intoxication wears off, don't you?
Until you're decent!
Very well.
Voluptuously, ardently fragrant and utterly sensual.
Was literally pushed into this world...
Was this cookbook she left me when she died.
Watch it from now on.
Watch this.
We can't let our sorrow take over.
We can't light them by ourselves.
We need oxygen and the help of a candle.
We need to talk. It's long overdue.
We should go far, far away from here.
We wasted many years worrying about what others might say.
We were just waiting for you to get better...
We'll do more duets.
We'll need company.
We'll talk later.
We're all alone.
We're coming. Pedro, can you help me?
We're thinking of naming her after you.
Weeping was the first symptom of a strange intoxication.
Well, first let me say...
Well, it's not entirely his fault.
Well, Pedro won't even touch me.
Well, that's how I'm behaving.
Were to ignite them all at once...
What a surprise!
What about the gas and the bad breath?
What about you? Do you feel the same way about me?
What are you doing here?
What are you thinking of, you stupid little girl?
What boy?
What did Pedro tell you?
What did she say?
What do you mean 'decent'? How you behaved?
What do you mean, Chencha?
What do you think, Pedro?
What emetic did you put in that cake?
What will pull his trigger to enable him to live.
What?
What?