PussyCake (Émesis)

"Local scientist is convinced he discovered a parallel universe"

"Where?"

"The weird case of the missing scientist"

"Trapped in another dimension!"

"No clues about Hector Russo disappearance"

"Affected area. Here!"

I'll take a bath... Try to clean this a bit and...

...please take a rest too.

Dad?

No, dad, no... It's me.

Come back! Dad? Dad?

Awesome, girls! You killed it! You kill it, my loves!

That was a hell of a show!

A lot more people than last week! See? Hear them roar for you!

Now we got the photos. Photo time! Some autographs...

C'mon, girls, just a couple! Autographs! You queen, there!

Thanks... Thanks...

-Come here, beautiful. -No, wait... Just wait...

Stop, let go! Stop!

Get the hell off, creep! Fuck off!

Hey, what happened?

-What happened? -Nothing happened.

It happened. I froze.

-And that's an issue? -I hate it was a public issue.

What do you mean?

Vulnerable.

Oh! And what happens if you look vulnerable? Nothing.

-Alright. -Nothing happens.

-Nothing happened. Easy. -Okay.

-It's all good, relax. Yes? -Yes...

Want some?

No dear, I don't mix. Thanks.

Yeah, right... Since when?

Since forever... Okay, but just a toke.

-Tonight was so intense. -Very intense...

...and it'll get more intense, trust me.

Two gigs in the same night. Are we a cumbia group or what?

Well, what can I say?

This was already scheduled.

The record company only have time for today, love...

...besides, this is a personal favour to me.

-Favour from whom? -Simon.

-Yay! Now I see why these rags! -C'mon, I always dress like this.

Listen up girls, we're gone. Elle should be home resting.

Yes, I'd prefer to call it a night.

Calm down everybody.

I understand completely, the whole situation...

Love, take a look at yourself. You're so divine!

Let's do a final effort, pretty please?

It was so hard to get this opportunity... Trust me!

-Yes, I know. -So, you know how hard it is!

Yes, we do.

Well, tonight is the night! Our lives are gonna change!

C'mon, friend! Tomorrow you'll be relaxing back home.

Do you remember when we started? We were so young!

Please don't get so corny!

-No kidding now, I need the money. -Of course!

If it all turns out right we'll sign and seat to count the bills.

-Yes, I'd love it. Yes... -Oh yes! So?

Okay, let's do it.

Perfect, but this is the last gig.

Promised.

I gave that creep a pretty good scare, didn't I?

Yes.

I wanted to punch him in the face.

-Is that so? -Yes. Check this out...

Can you feel it? My beating heart?

You're the reason.

As long as this heart keeps on beating I'll always be there for you.

How much time do we have left before we go?

-Five... ten? -Okay!

-Let's go! -Let's go!

How long is the ride?

Just about an hour and a half.

We'll be there before 5 for sure...

Rad. Love you.

Hey Simon, I've been trying to reach you since this afternoon...

Where the fuck are you? You've better solved the record company deal...

...'cos the girls are running out of patience here!

It's now or never.

Please call me as soon you hear this... or you're dead!

You poor thing. Shush... It's okay.

That idiot at the club made her think again in her ex's bad history...

If it wasn't for Sara...

Are we there yet?

I think we're close.

Everything okay?

-Yes. -Yes.

She's fierce when it comes to taking care of you...

Sometimes too much, right?

I don't know, you should have seen your face with that guy...

I thought I was over it, but it seems I'm not.

Take it easy...

Still...

...it gets easier with all of you around.

"Are you alright? ...Where are you? I'm worried... We're on our way."

Hey, is everything alright?

-Yes, it's all good. -So?

Simon... he's not answering the phone.

What?

Pato, you said it was all set.

It's all set, Sara. I've been talking with him for a week now...

What's odd is... he's not getting my last messages. I'm worried...

Listen up. No more surprises, alright?

We finish the gig and directly to the locker room...

...no photos, no autographs, no nothing, you hear?

-Yes, Sara... I agree. I agree. -Good.

What happened?

I don't know! It stopped. No idea!

-I'll go check. -Okay, go...

-Fucking hell! -What is it?

I don't know! Engine looks fried.

For fuck's sake...

Call a tow truck!

But I don't have signal.

What is it? Let's go.

Can you check if your phone works, please?

Mine's been dead for long...

-Mine's dead too! -Same here!

Well... so let's take a walk. Done.

Walking from here?!

Yeah, walking from here! Gimme a break, would you?

I'll send someone to get our stuff as soon as we get there.

-Okay! -Let's go!

"PUSSY CAKE LIVE"

Where the fuck is everybody?

At the beach! It is so hot here, girls, please let's go to the beach!

-Are we late? -This is an after', goes 'till noon.

Maybe it's the wrong date?

-No, it's the right date. -Okay, sorry, I was just saying...

Pato, pull your socks up! You said it was all set.

You're making money with this.

Hey, keep calm! To err is human, to forgive is divine...

I ain't making shit out of this! Do you have any idea of how much money...

...I put out of my pocket to make this gig happen?

So far so good, right? Congrats. Bravo, Pato!

Can you please come with me? Simon lives near, just a few blocks...

If he's not there we call this off. As soon as I got cell signal, okay?

-Want some? -No, Juli...

How many of those did you take?

Can't really say... My business!

I want to go to the sea, loves. Catcha' later!

Noo, Juli! No! Come back! Don't go... Ju!

Don't be late!

For God's pussy! Why do you have to be so hooked up!

If he didn't show up the first hundred times,

...don't expect to solve it by kicking the door down.

Oh no?

-I'll leave him a note... -Ok.

"I'm searching for you. Where the fuck are you? Pato."

Can't remember... I swear.

Really can't remember. I swear.

Where are these idiots? What's taking so long?

And you, how are you?

I'm fine. But you're making me nervous with all the cursing...

Me? Making you nervous? I am--

Nothing... Don't want to complicate things.

The way you treat Pato, isn't nice at all.

And I don't like to see you so... violent. Not constructive.

-I'm trying to-- -You don't need to protect me...

You've done enough.

You're not my mother.

Hey... hey.

Let's be happy about this present.

Come here.

Can you feel it?

-Yes... -My beating heart?

You're the reason.

C'mon! Let's get out of here!!!

-What happened? -We don't know but it's serious!

Simon's house is full of blood.

-There's a body! -Dead? Simon?

No, no, no... Not him! But haven't you noticed this is a ghost town?

-Where's Julieta? -She went to the beach.

Couldn't stop her.

-What we do now? -We can't leave her.

I know, I know... Well, let's go there to find her.

-Okay... -Let's go.

What happened to you?

The heads...