Ulises: [Ulises invites Renata into his home] Come in. Watch the tire.
Ulises: This is my parent's room.
Ulises: All these things are my mom's. These are the clothes we sell at the market.
[They walk over to a table]
Ulises: I draw on this table.
Ulises: You wanna see my drawings?
[the scene changes and they sit down on a bed, Ulises is explaining the story behind the drawings]
Ulises: Ffior rescues Miria from Turok to go on with the human race's unification.
Renata: It's cool! Am I Miria?
[Ulises and Renata kiss]
Renata: [Renata and Ulises are sitting in a boat on a ocean] Cool, isn't it?
Ulises: Yes, it is. What album is it?
Renata: It's MP3. I downloaded it from Internet.
Renata: I can burn the song for you.
Ulises: Why burn it?
Renata: I mean, I can copy it in a CD.
Ulises: Yes, I know. I was joking.
Renata: I never come here.
Ulises: You've never been on a boat?
Renata: Yes, but in the ocean.
Ulises: I've never been to the ocean. I imagine the ocean in your eyes, even though I've never been there. It must be like that: beautiful.
[Renata and Ulises kiss]
Renata: You wanna get wet?
[Renata gets up in the boat and starts moving back and forth, the boat starts shaking]
Ulises: Don't do that.
Renata: Why not?
Ulises: This'll get wet.
[Ulises holds up Renata's MP3 player]
Renata: I don't care. Whoo!
Ulises: Well, I can't swim.
[Renata stops shaking the boat]
Renata: I'm sorry.
Ulises: Don't worry.
Francisco: It was a joke! What's wrong? You've been moody all day long.
Renata: It's nothing.
Francisco: Then why do you act like this?
Mariana: Since she's got a new boyfriend.
Francisco: What? A boyfriend?
Mariana: Of course. What about the trash that you went out with? The one that Francisco had a fight in Sante Fe.
Renata: Shut up!
Francisco: What is Mariana talking about?
[Mariana leaves the car]
Renata: I'm outta here.
[Renata turns to get out of the car but Francisco gently grabs her arm]
Francisco: How can you go out with such a guy?
[Renata rolls her eyes at him]
Francisco: Answer me, damn it! Say something!
Renata: I don't wanna go out with you.
Francisco: And you do with that ass?
Renata: I'm not going out with him, or you, or anyone.
[Renata gets out of the car]
Francisco: I truly don't get it, Renata! I don't get it!