tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25333493956452381262024-02-19T09:12:47.140-08:00practiceblogUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger220125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-18285429874109634712009-11-24T22:54:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.585-08:00Silvialogy 4x06<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TAQNPPH1"><strong>LHDP 4x06</strong></a><br /><br /><em>By Dr. Pied Piper<br /></em><em>(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</em><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</span></strong></em><br /><br />Everyone is gathered around the police scanner to monitor the riot situation at the prison. If you listen closely to the voice over the scanner, the 2nd voice is Quique, the 3rd is Pove, and the 4th is Silvia <br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoc4gYCjoOatqr0BapGK13vnQRADBAEVMCgeZHzZExyvltP8i5mrXniYpJnESwsJs-god0PzkOfnHxkGbk1CxSV_KL3lZ1VZNHXyIFzWzH5hG_-jaqqK_cN9AS3bZvE2X0ndzY0tC8Vso/s400/Silvia+4x06.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><strong><span style="color: #990000;">[On the radio]<em> </em></span></strong><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Inform us of the situation in the courtyard. I repeat. Inform us of the situation in the courtyard. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 2</u></strong>: Delta 4 speaking. There’s no way to stop the riot, we need back up, we need external back up. There’s no way to control the riot. I ask for permission to use the water cannons </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note</u>: It’s actually not water cannons, but “real fire” that he wants to use, but I can’t find a technical equivalent]</span><em>. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: Omega speaking. From my position I can see two inmates lying on the floor, they could be dead, you hear me? There are two inmates lying unconscious on the floor, they could be dead. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Please, identify the corpses.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONv0FvN3-zUIQsZ4KrZ6lrG4Rgskmn6hf0k0AZa7AlY5V0YFmdlukO9sy7fHreEypOf8ofY60XGTpzqTbrlocNxpcKB6Qqqt5JtbvK7kOYBb8KZnol5b4UmjlR-fbNILtWy8brtt_3oY/s400/Silvia+4x06c.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: It’s impossible to identify the corpses at this very moment. Wait, it looks like… yes. One of them is tall and thin, the other one is smaller… He’s wearing glasses. Over and out.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: I repeat. Delta 4 and Omega, keep your position…</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC3ex3ZVjsS1lSJLmBiYhY2iwOJ5Ft7BJlJzrnnLII95GYkZBKXZNv4bcttSzzXxOXDGC8qwg36TBCPMvBwEtZ4zcliT8UXaU6f7cDOavO5lYzlRU5Er4rHs38NU4VvrUxiE0Iuk4b_0/s400/Silvia+4x06b.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Rita, with Sabinica in her arms, starts shaking her head, as if doing so could ensure that Pove is not the casualty. Paco goes to console her. <br /><blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Rita, eh, eh, Rita… [Rita shakes her head, starts to cry]. Let’s calm down, all right? Everybody stay calm. Those corpses are neither Lucas nor Povedilla, is that clear? [they nod, not convinced]</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sWQ-RuMDfQhGWURxQ2GgMZP-A00asRaVTG0zJgwX1H4dmhrDxYw8X9SG4d7v9H90Bn51yiQ4AqCq5mazteHS7Rkkaaro1Kr3emXlgq4Ox_cMbFeu0ZdkPKwDThd2rg0bmK0uPILdK8c/s400/Silvia+4x06d.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>In prison, Pove and company are in a labyrinth while Allison Morris and Orlando Bloom-look-alike are in a rig checking their <a href="http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Marauder's_Map">marauder's map</a> to guide them out. Actually, they're tracking the fugitives from their laptops. <em>(Borrowed from <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356910/">Mr. and Mrs. Smith</a>?)</em> And since I'd rather look at Pepa and Silvia than Pove and Lucas, only PepSi caps will appear throughout this lecture. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGB8b_6bjKhn_hBaWnUKDHpX7IgbFDSwPzg4GpX5O0KGsO8GRE53zhU0iQhBSzDPHgXfj5Z1FkgzGtZ0t4YxgLPQain_WX4P4yP5sHiHoSSIrR_amobwuTGOIv5FbAnn5c7HdnTxvHGt8/s400/Silvia+4x06e.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Back at the station, Rita is getting more upset with what she hears from the police scanner.<br /><blockquote>[Still on the radio]<br /><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: ... I can see two inmates, they’re apparently dead. I need anti-riot units, you hear me? I need more anti-riot units. This is turning very ugly…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: [crying] It’s all my fault… I begged you to please let him go back to jail, it’s all my fault.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Calm down, it’s all right, stay calm, honey.</em><br /><em>Rita: And if they kill him, I have to stay calm too? And if it’s been all my fault, I have to stay calm too? Mariano…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Rita, honey, Povedilla is not one of those corpses, I swear. He was with Lucas, I swear.</em><br /><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reminder</u>: Rita grabs Paco by the lapels – her character, let’s all remember, is from Murcia! Everything in her is Murcian!]</span><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: You swear?? And when we buried him in that grave, it wasn’t him either? And when he got the boob job, it wasn’t him either? And when the butcher almost kills him, it wasn’t him either? What the fuck are you telling me???? FUCK YOU!!! I tell you… go fuck yourself!!!</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm5drowA3my8lIura3LMI4Zwx31gdvvlPjX1VytFcX4rKVmraMfVxwmsCK6ZL9t9xhn_R78Om6IhOhCA1xtrtnuuMwCZOFXFYquCJQ-MLO_ZD2PeFejF3tMwJH6Jmz0csllQScnP8P4ts/s400/Silvia+4x06f.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><strong>Translator's Note: </strong><br />I love Rita (Neus Sanz) because she can be the most hilarious character ever, as well as the thickest and the sweetest – all in one. There’s one thing that the international community misses in translation, and it’s the fact that Rita is supposed to be from Murcia (a small town, but province capital in the south of Spain) and that affects everything she does, her character (like in <a href="http://pepsiuniversity.blogspot.com/2009/11/silvialogy-4x02.html"><strong>4x02</strong></a> when she snapped at Silvia for "stealing her baby") and the way she speaks (she has the thickest accent in the whole precinct and I think it’s hard to understand her for those who speak little Spanish – it renders her even more hilarious). <br /><br />She has to pretend her accent because, because she is from the north <em>(i.e., <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sitges">Sitges</a> which is part of Catalunya, and the name Neus is Catalan for "snow"),</em> so hands down to her awesome diction – Murtian (pronounced like Martian) is rather difficult to “perform”, especially when yelling or speaking fast. She does great most of the time.<br /><br />HOWEVER, in this scene, when she yells at Paco, she misses the accent several times (you can tell because she ‘hisses’ a lot and uses the <em>S</em> properly – Murtians don’t), so you can tell this scene was shot carelessly – IMO, it should have been re-shot. I don’t think anyone else in the Spanish audience would complain, but you can tell she changes the accent.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeCZTBje9nF2VjlgXqpIe8C4eLKPReERxuMXtF4OPMBjLx84Cm02l_vx3re25u9FXhGNzafLOjkC2rRhlSjzqG3eVqPvTatJRVKCi_yoAo_jvEftKB5xy_CLgz0dmM7a0S9ByR8MQcQo/s400/Silvia+4x06g.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco asks Dr. Shrink to help Rita when his phone rings. It's Pepa!<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Hello?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Hello, good evening. I’m sorry to bother you so late, but today I received a phone call from this number and it got cut off.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Well, I’m sorry, señorita, but I haven’t phoned anyone.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Paco, is that you?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTSuIqyaVWDlpk8QD8v0cfTXmCcc7v6IjhFckTDmHRJrii833ppTDEpCP3Jo-t-Sw3kVMcYefGYWc6dD1LT1LmV3NlXX6EbYQhdm-faXpQhKggzDwlEKowgl45WrHq13kYOppWDNMCjU/s400/Silvia+4x06h.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Sara dreams of Lucas teaching her how to frisk. Then they start <em>frisking</em>. It's a sexual dream and she wakes up and ponders her singlehood. In the <u>labyrinth</u>, the dumbasses are still maneuvering to get out and Allison Morris is still guiding them. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Nyown6miK9Z0ZxnVrb6gBGAlfpylXiiIwadPNRVgfufhr-QUUgILoKa539PRzgJTIjQZonJ6sQH_nFKPkWk7Mk5UQ7_Rusc3Ag-RHjNVWs-x1TA-OsLKjRBSu4S9rZtv8Zq-VzhN2uw/s400/Silvia+4x06i.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the comisaria, DL is getting ready to give his deposition. Silvia is in the interrogation room with him to check his sugar.<br /><blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Calm down, eh?</em><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: I hope this is not just a pantomime to avoid prison for health reasons.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Piper's sarcasm</u>: ASSHOLE!)</span><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>DL's Attorney</u></strong>: Captain Castro is under medical treatment because for his diabetes. […] He has been in the prison infirmary already.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUCD12gdoMnnmiux8p04ZcSI-OPLoKrS5brbA-4OLzde7fTrV-8qwDH313p_DFurww9nXNfM9j8jzOgOeLF_e0nZZLz6IX4Zf2-5YvZWIG3f49S26zFCKAtESSsnlBmzG3UJMHLATHwTI/s400/Silvia+4x06k.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Also in the interrogation room are the judge lady, Portillo, Uriarte's cute but asshole lawyer, DL's lawyer, and the stenographer. Watching outside are Paco and Montoya. <em>Am I the only one who thinks judge lady is hot in a motherly kind of way?</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNj8CKAsZt7VqLWpuxwcnAoyaQxcng60fojq1YBgV9Gvfvptx0pmO2wbbFejDHi_2PNxeqWFeeYN8GeUxEUIRuweMBqIDBWhd93SvYuSeazqfe36mj5aNML9XLCJmz2auCMBGGHgphc_Y/s400/Silvia+4x06j.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Lola walks in to join Paco.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Honey, what are you doing here?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What do you think I’m doing, Paco? Supporting my father. Paco, he’s wearing handcuffs just like a common criminal.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Aitor, I want you to stick to the radio. When you know anything about the riot, you come here and tell us.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Paco, did it start already?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: They’re about to.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfT1Aix3ZNlMwJ67GG6s8ELVY7-ew_WQ7c5Fsl-IFbuqTB6ciYHs77nKYN2UHNRxe0JFvoPU9fey6R4wIo4X6TsT_bnaE2cY-fSwO0wRFZOrgsdxZIR0GZJ3e_6nt60S5ofO3ln3YlKwE/s400/Silvia+4x06l.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: In your last statement you rejected your right to have a lawyer and also rejected to appeal against protective custody. Can you tell me what has changed since that statement was taken?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: That day… That day was horrible… Specially down in the cells. I was confused…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: You said that you shot Miss Montalbán, but you didn’t do it on self-defense. That is a first degree homicide. However, now you’re saying you were confused.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Have you ever witnessed how everything around you turns into a blood bath, and felt that you could have avoided all the pain and suffering if you had not let yourself be fooled? You don’t know what it is, do you? So then I guess you don’t know what feeling I’m talking about…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Lawyer, may you please remind your defendant that this is an interrogation of the Ministerio Fiscal and so I am the one who asks the questions.</em><br /><em><strong><u>DL's Attorney</u></strong>: Lorenzo, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Thank you very much. Good. Let’s begin. In your statement, you admitted that you had a relationship with Miss Montalbán.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivZFD33Vs4PfajvByCwKBN6_CsMQ8B0YB58aTeTAlvVLDrEDuxwMXBywmckh4pW4hPVrC9L5bLGSAFbX3doJ9rVjIeMXduTQrD6Nrv1qF7Yuh2svQQyWKivceyi_gEZoBmAJvJG8cJo5Q/s640/Silvia+4x06m.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: He’s against him, Paco, he only wants to get him!</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Calm down, honey. Your father is very clever and very evasive, he’s like an eel</em> <span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Translator's Note</u>: In Spanish, “escurridizo” means both “evasive” and “slippery”, so then the eel image).</span><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1lue9ec3JMytakzuUoBpEzJG1KNapQKZM10E8xgJzmG4KZNMvVbNjmQISbNG5X5IK2GK0aYFrcZnRJ03pXt0si_Xa2wTUK15DgjCS4XZUeBKw06i6hsfFqxTEfKCn6bNE6TKqXNYXXY/s400/Silvia+4x06n.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: I guess you had sexual intercourse.</em><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's snarky comment</u>: What kind of a creepy question is that??]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: You guess correctly.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Gonzalo, if you want, you can wait outside. When it’s over, I’ll tell you everything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Correct me if I’m wrong. Your daughter, Inspector Silvia Castro León… isn’t she pretty much the same age as Miss Montalbán was?</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: He’s getting creepier by the minute!]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What does it matter to him if my dad and Ruth consummated or not?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: She was exactly one year younger.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Right.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrta6h7-xoGS7LyZYgKh_zGUgiRRIFuSpsdI6JAwmZzWFzWezbOz0lwU3-RO-GXIP2Orq3VGQxzHIfnBB9rE3FIO6Zo7cQGLcIrS_0pn70d3xIjq8UqUJi_1qH85IOthiUlBdnWuE1yRQ/s400/Silvia+4x06p.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Quique and Curtis bring a sleeping Rita to the lab - Dr. Shrink gave her some valium. Mariano is taking care of Sabinica. Back at the interrogation room, Attorney Asshole continues his questioning.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Afterwards, Miss Montalbán began a relationship with Inspector Montoya, is that correct?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: At that time, Montoya was your right-hand man, your natural successor. </em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: He was. And he will still be.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Good job, Don Lorenzo.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdBJIfd-NRhO20TmQ5wpqa-Gbc4ht6GRux2XnbNnSJN46IoVUD0MNvDZoqLAu5tj9FxxNzt0DiOMWW6Xs4a19C_sUh5-6qNpZe-CiYIuLdPgx46JsMGi1Y8LHoDe-_a0PgVLc9ahRXwA/s400/Silvia+4x06q.jpg" yr="true" /></em><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: And if he was your right-hand man, did you not think of warning him about Miss Montalbán, who after all had already cheated on you twice</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Oh my God, where the hell does the motherfucker want to go?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: To the heart of the question, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: I think Inspector Montoya can take his own decisions.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Like blowing his brains up in the roof of this precinct after you killed, no, sorry, “shot”, your ex-lover??</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Gonzalo, you don’t really have to listen to this.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Don’t worry, Paco, I thought it was gonna be like this.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyI3xxQSB0d34cbmABC0XKAJ0WSh4zHfgDIiVJAeHofI3ni4hr__hGn9ZAxKyqw5-uZVx49g1dZlLSVD9zY8_jIG2D34Ogcw_-WS8-KpRRqi6P9Z0rUFCI96WF0lKfQfD6fnDiYMmRnug/s400/Silvia+4x06r.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Captain Castro, according to my reports, you lost a grandson because of a gunshot wound.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: Okay he’s not creepy, he’s a sick bastard!!!]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Motherfucker!</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snark</u>: Just what I was thinking, thanks Paco]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What the hell…?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes… Silvia, Silvia</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Sister, sister, come here.</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguF1O-d6KLcyUiUy_-kGXa2TQP_-WbnJ513axnKgzv53tmA-xIYlHO6iCw-KtehOZvY81awKk0frx9nTWlSO5qc8CYWxAZ6hkm7PfHkb5uWHYo6qEIb7wkF92ItrGJALo8vMKb35QBuZg/s400/Silvia+4x06o.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Mister Portillo, could you please read out loud the statement signed by Captain Castro from the 30th June 2007.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Of course.</em> [Reads statement]<em> No, I don’t remember if I saw the gun or not, I just remember that when I hung up, I shot Miss Montalbán in cold blood. I could have just disarmed her, I could have shot her in the arm, in the leg, or somewhere else… But I emptied the magazine in her stomach.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Can you check if the statement by Captain Castro has not been manipulated since it was taken?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Of course, the statement is correct.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOlzmtU_0zPqbo9nvtUYDt2ZyPipoOz39wh9YiI9KuODC-STPcN07j2124gh0A1uQzZ4GYIWFLM9Fe5pJYdEdrKYTx2lwnai6Z3qC6ZYoBzYDH9O5olWg9X4Kixsngry9s3-hkNV4V7I/s400/Silvia+4x06z.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Did you lie in that statement, Captain Castro?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Are you sure?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Well, I am not sure! You know what I think? I think you’re lying now!</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJ7JQb6dFAOLfpK3j6OivL3IkRfT3DW-IHeB8s4pAHpEp-ocJXSpd713zlb2emPRxz5h6VMzIpCvhbUWB5djS5Rrn3hnvSCLdY865amtjn-Ube-Hj8H41U4SnzlbvmZHfoOVxAYoMJs4/s400/Silvia+4x06s.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>:</em> [walks into the IR infuriated]<em> You are no attorney, you’re a simple nazi!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Lola, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: After the hostage taking, my father spent four days wandering like a lost soul, taking all the shit on himself.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Lola, honey, let’s go.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Please, get out of here, Mrs Castro. There’s a death to clarify and several contradictory statements. We’re only trying to get to the truth, and that’s very difficult when the defendant changes his opinion every day.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: My father is no executioner!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Let’s go, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Paco…</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl89ggpvIQ3NT6xKpYVPXzhTgzU1eNN8RmuE5mDRXT8AjRLyKFzMsEpZffgbdjLjBOEjg0qKPznmnEmPCa6J3WE3RLoggB7LPCyAERmsVAUxTR9Q0_K-VZO0LNP3DSKBj0Pm7gRj2_3i0/s400/Silvia+4x06t.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Well, that was Mr Puchal, from the Central station. The rest of the witnesses have finished their statements and they have all coincided in the first degree homicide thesis. </em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: What witnesses? It was only Uriarte and his men down in the cells.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: The witness is Uriarte.</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Fine. We’re going to carry out that interrogation, and, if I consider it necessary, I will ask for a confrontation. Now we are going to take a break.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHG5w8OpETc2Lp6Ix6s4a4D-9Z8KS3ImT96CM_PYXusfJwJBkqhwkbuyVJYAk2cFIbDh8kkbIKli4QTMjMhUD51CC3NCU56aXJ6fC0dtj17W0edk-PahAvofq5k6QxQjQ64Hdp2TaPBo/s400/Silvia+4x06u.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Rita is still unconscious at the lab, being watched over by the world's worst baby sitters, Quique and Curtis. Aitor is singing his goat song to Sabinica. Back at the <u>Kaiser rig</u>, Allison "hacks" into the police server to check out Lucas - she finds Lucas' fake rap sheet and is very impressed. <u>Paco's house</u>: Sara has another Lucas dream where they keep shouting "te quiero" to one another. <u>At the station</u>, Rita is still out of it, but Sabinica is hungry and needs to be fed. So the Pacos have the the bright idea to bring her to her mother's boobs and let her <em>feed herself<span style="color: #990000;"> (<u>Piper's snark</u>: And what, drug Sabinica as well? Valium-flavored mother's milk?)</span></em>. But it doesn't work, so they find a gypsy lactating inmate to provide the milk supply. Uriarte is brought in to give his statement and Lola goes ballistic, exchanges words with the chipmunk, then bitchslaps him. At the interrogation room, Uriarte lies through his chipmunk teeth. <br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlGoo5orYECFqSUK5CZrDAc61WYwKjbsb6V0LhJIum0onYzsw0HguS1VabLQjCOmH2DVvmG4pHIM7Xezn6BHqED49rfFqUQodrL_Sgb1X-aBLF-EMFuGCLsnVFtEjF6Q-Ze1mvXUJL2c/s400/Silvia+4x06v.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Silvia, control your sister, she’s capable of anything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: According to you, what were the circumstances of Miss Montalbán’s death?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte</u></strong>: Captain…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: If you excuse me, Your Honor, I need to leave the interrogation.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Please, go ahead.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte</u></strong>: Captain Castro was aiming at her with his gun…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Come on, Paco, my dad couldn’t even breathe! How was he supposed to put a gun in her hand?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmQkB3AMsIFyeZQw9Hb6HbEMwqsWL1Kof9l30Dn3vAChDzWvC5Bi5j5JgeHOUCM8M-sBqZWYBHDS0qwfGEp-hyXNr4kCRJm04O3sMlih314ABZ7zqynhimoxsk7c7QXi4rhGSHgRQt0Ig/s400/Silvia+4x06za.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: The Ministerio Fiscal rejected that statement [Montoya’s] after the drug test results.</em><br />[Silvia Runs after Montoya]<br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, Gonzalo, Gonzalo… Are you OK?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Why wouldn’t I?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OZrbDSkLljy5RRP6BDrWGifOQXesNigPI46I3AfghsYPs4f317DsBu3S4FhL8K0zyabJHgqJ3uMaxFKTQgwnVK6MTWLYRWJdrdjqBjhKiFkpOynhQVf36g7wqD82BC8_RvmBh6f6Oo8/s400/Silvia+4x06w.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the <u>labyrinth</u>, the fugitives reach the end but they still need to get past the iron gate. While Lucas is trying to cut the bars open, Salazar has a better idea - they blow up the gate. After the dust has settled, we see Lucas with an iron bar lodged right below his collar bone and he is bleeding. Pove cradles him as they start singing <em><strong>Se Me Vido Otravez... </strong>Probablemente ya de mi te has olvidado, y sin embargo yo te seguiré esperando...</em> No, not really, but Lucas just used one of his nine lives on this one. <u>Back at the precint</u>, the police scanner is still on:<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: How’s it going?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman</u></strong>: The GEO [SWAT] units are in.</em><br />[On the radio] <br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Central Station, the corpses have been identified. I repeat. The corpses have been identified. They are Alonso Millán, 35, and José Javier Estévez De La Fuente, 32, both common inmates from Module B...</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: I knew it, I knew it couldn’t be them.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighljTewkrpYwSpy-lB3jm6DieDtiMqhdtGr0hM2CdV53EaKzOkoJb7mn21nq_2bmSHEGMCUb63-t-osWp-cz7pCK0sJJIXiBY32LrUrBnR-3ft0DVwK12RVVg5AmOK6I9T-1GlpUayhs/s400/Silvia+4x06x.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><u><strong>Other stories</strong>:</u> Pove turns into Incredible Hulk and starts beating up Salazar's homie. Lucas lies unconscious while Sara dreams of saving him from drowning. Actually, this is the first dream where she and Lucas weren't doing the chiki-chiki. Just as she wakes up from her dream, Lucas also wakes up with an iron rod embedded in his chest. <strong><em>*Barf*</em></strong> Mariano's mysterious cop friend from last episode is back. He's actually imaginary, kinda like the Paul Bettany character in <strong><em>"</em></strong><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Beautiful_Mind_(film)"><strong><em>A Beautiful Mind</em></strong></a>" - very awesome movie, by the way.<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=TAQNPPH1">Watch clip in HD</a></span></em></strong><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6p-gVDCVphxQcepLnjg3h0AeC7LX-owVdtz622al9QBYu8v37jucMFYFq4mMo8_ZYJnQs2sVQXIf9heA9n45mKYQbOBGSJOno97zHvqZQnUj6l67VrghLs34CAP8tK4WEdTTEfrcEYI/s400/Silvia+4x06y.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><strong><em><u>Piper's Comments</u></em>:</strong><br />We've seen kickass Silvia and hot Silvia from the last 2 episodes. But this episode brings us miserable Silvia. I don't think she smiled more than once, and I don't blame her. Major praises for Rita. The Sara / Lucas storyline was overdone, as usual, but you are spared from barfing throught it because their scenes are not in the clip. And whoever thought the 3-episode sweater that Silvia is wearing is worth 3 episodes: Why didn't you go for red? Red is a good color on Silvia.<br /><br /><em><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Los Hombres de Paco, LHDP</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-74066898635431602009-11-24T22:54:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.098-08:00Silvialogy 4x06<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TAQNPPH1"><strong>LHDP 4x06</strong></a><br /><br /><em>By Dr. Pied Piper<br /></em><em>(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</em><br /><br /><em><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</span></strong></em><br /><br />Everyone is gathered around the police scanner to monitor the riot situation at the prison. If you listen closely to the voice over the scanner, the 2nd voice is Quique, the 3rd is Pove, and the 4th is Silvia <br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoc4gYCjoOatqr0BapGK13vnQRADBAEVMCgeZHzZExyvltP8i5mrXniYpJnESwsJs-god0PzkOfnHxkGbk1CxSV_KL3lZ1VZNHXyIFzWzH5hG_-jaqqK_cN9AS3bZvE2X0ndzY0tC8Vso/s400/Silvia+4x06.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><strong><span style="color: #990000;">[On the radio]<em> </em></span></strong><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Inform us of the situation in the courtyard. I repeat. Inform us of the situation in the courtyard. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 2</u></strong>: Delta 4 speaking. There’s no way to stop the riot, we need back up, we need external back up. There’s no way to control the riot. I ask for permission to use the water cannons </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note</u>: It’s actually not water cannons, but “real fire” that he wants to use, but I can’t find a technical equivalent]</span><em>. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: Omega speaking. From my position I can see two inmates lying on the floor, they could be dead, you hear me? There are two inmates lying unconscious on the floor, they could be dead. Over.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Please, identify the corpses.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiONv0FvN3-zUIQsZ4KrZ6lrG4Rgskmn6hf0k0AZa7AlY5V0YFmdlukO9sy7fHreEypOf8ofY60XGTpzqTbrlocNxpcKB6Qqqt5JtbvK7kOYBb8KZnol5b4UmjlR-fbNILtWy8brtt_3oY/s400/Silvia+4x06c.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: It’s impossible to identify the corpses at this very moment. Wait, it looks like… yes. One of them is tall and thin, the other one is smaller… He’s wearing glasses. Over and out.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: I repeat. Delta 4 and Omega, keep your position…</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmC3ex3ZVjsS1lSJLmBiYhY2iwOJ5Ft7BJlJzrnnLII95GYkZBKXZNv4bcttSzzXxOXDGC8qwg36TBCPMvBwEtZ4zcliT8UXaU6f7cDOavO5lYzlRU5Er4rHs38NU4VvrUxiE0Iuk4b_0/s400/Silvia+4x06b.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Rita, with Sabinica in her arms, starts shaking her head, as if doing so could ensure that Pove is not the casualty. Paco goes to console her. <br /><blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Rita, eh, eh, Rita… [Rita shakes her head, starts to cry]. Let’s calm down, all right? Everybody stay calm. Those corpses are neither Lucas nor Povedilla, is that clear? [they nod, not convinced]</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sWQ-RuMDfQhGWURxQ2GgMZP-A00asRaVTG0zJgwX1H4dmhrDxYw8X9SG4d7v9H90Bn51yiQ4AqCq5mazteHS7Rkkaaro1Kr3emXlgq4Ox_cMbFeu0ZdkPKwDThd2rg0bmK0uPILdK8c/s400/Silvia+4x06d.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>In prison, Pove and company are in a labyrinth while Allison Morris and Orlando Bloom-look-alike are in a rig checking their <a href="http://harrypotter.wikia.com/wiki/Marauder's_Map">marauder's map</a> to guide them out. Actually, they're tracking the fugitives from their laptops. <em>(Borrowed from <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356910/">Mr. and Mrs. Smith</a>?)</em> And since I'd rather look at Pepa and Silvia than Pove and Lucas, only PepSi caps will appear throughout this lecture. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGB8b_6bjKhn_hBaWnUKDHpX7IgbFDSwPzg4GpX5O0KGsO8GRE53zhU0iQhBSzDPHgXfj5Z1FkgzGtZ0t4YxgLPQain_WX4P4yP5sHiHoSSIrR_amobwuTGOIv5FbAnn5c7HdnTxvHGt8/s400/Silvia+4x06e.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Back at the station, Rita is getting more upset with what she hears from the police scanner.<br /><blockquote>[Still on the radio]<br /><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 3</u></strong>: ... I can see two inmates, they’re apparently dead. I need anti-riot units, you hear me? I need more anti-riot units. This is turning very ugly…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: [crying] It’s all my fault… I begged you to please let him go back to jail, it’s all my fault.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Calm down, it’s all right, stay calm, honey.</em><br /><em>Rita: And if they kill him, I have to stay calm too? And if it’s been all my fault, I have to stay calm too? Mariano…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Rita, honey, Povedilla is not one of those corpses, I swear. He was with Lucas, I swear.</em><br /><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reminder</u>: Rita grabs Paco by the lapels – her character, let’s all remember, is from Murcia! Everything in her is Murcian!]</span><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: You swear?? And when we buried him in that grave, it wasn’t him either? And when he got the boob job, it wasn’t him either? And when the butcher almost kills him, it wasn’t him either? What the fuck are you telling me???? FUCK YOU!!! I tell you… go fuck yourself!!!</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm5drowA3my8lIura3LMI4Zwx31gdvvlPjX1VytFcX4rKVmraMfVxwmsCK6ZL9t9xhn_R78Om6IhOhCA1xtrtnuuMwCZOFXFYquCJQ-MLO_ZD2PeFejF3tMwJH6Jmz0csllQScnP8P4ts/s400/Silvia+4x06f.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><strong>Translator's Note: </strong><br />I love Rita (Neus Sanz) because she can be the most hilarious character ever, as well as the thickest and the sweetest – all in one. There’s one thing that the international community misses in translation, and it’s the fact that Rita is supposed to be from Murcia (a small town, but province capital in the south of Spain) and that affects everything she does, her character (like in <a href="http://pepsiuniversity.blogspot.com/2009/11/silvialogy-4x02.html"><strong>4x02</strong></a> when she snapped at Silvia for "stealing her baby") and the way she speaks (she has the thickest accent in the whole precinct and I think it’s hard to understand her for those who speak little Spanish – it renders her even more hilarious). <br /><br />She has to pretend her accent because, because she is from the north <em>(i.e., <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sitges">Sitges</a> which is part of Catalunya, and the name Neus is Catalan for "snow"),</em> so hands down to her awesome diction – Murtian (pronounced like Martian) is rather difficult to “perform”, especially when yelling or speaking fast. She does great most of the time.<br /><br />HOWEVER, in this scene, when she yells at Paco, she misses the accent several times (you can tell because she ‘hisses’ a lot and uses the <em>S</em> properly – Murtians don’t), so you can tell this scene was shot carelessly – IMO, it should have been re-shot. I don’t think anyone else in the Spanish audience would complain, but you can tell she changes the accent.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXeCZTBje9nF2VjlgXqpIe8C4eLKPReERxuMXtF4OPMBjLx84Cm02l_vx3re25u9FXhGNzafLOjkC2rRhlSjzqG3eVqPvTatJRVKCi_yoAo_jvEftKB5xy_CLgz0dmM7a0S9ByR8MQcQo/s400/Silvia+4x06g.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco asks Dr. Shrink to help Rita when his phone rings. It's Pepa!<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Hello?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Hello, good evening. I’m sorry to bother you so late, but today I received a phone call from this number and it got cut off.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Well, I’m sorry, señorita, but I haven’t phoned anyone.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Paco, is that you?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTSuIqyaVWDlpk8QD8v0cfTXmCcc7v6IjhFckTDmHRJrii833ppTDEpCP3Jo-t-Sw3kVMcYefGYWc6dD1LT1LmV3NlXX6EbYQhdm-faXpQhKggzDwlEKowgl45WrHq13kYOppWDNMCjU/s400/Silvia+4x06h.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Sara dreams of Lucas teaching her how to frisk. Then they start <em>frisking</em>. It's a sexual dream and she wakes up and ponders her singlehood. In the <u>labyrinth</u>, the dumbasses are still maneuvering to get out and Allison Morris is still guiding them. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Nyown6miK9Z0ZxnVrb6gBGAlfpylXiiIwadPNRVgfufhr-QUUgILoKa539PRzgJTIjQZonJ6sQH_nFKPkWk7Mk5UQ7_Rusc3Ag-RHjNVWs-x1TA-OsLKjRBSu4S9rZtv8Zq-VzhN2uw/s400/Silvia+4x06i.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the comisaria, DL is getting ready to give his deposition. Silvia is in the interrogation room with him to check his sugar.<br /><blockquote><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Calm down, eh?</em><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: I hope this is not just a pantomime to avoid prison for health reasons.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Piper's sarcasm</u>: ASSHOLE!)</span><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>DL's Attorney</u></strong>: Captain Castro is under medical treatment because for his diabetes. […] He has been in the prison infirmary already.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUCD12gdoMnnmiux8p04ZcSI-OPLoKrS5brbA-4OLzde7fTrV-8qwDH313p_DFurww9nXNfM9j8jzOgOeLF_e0nZZLz6IX4Zf2-5YvZWIG3f49S26zFCKAtESSsnlBmzG3UJMHLATHwTI/s400/Silvia+4x06k.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Also in the interrogation room are the judge lady, Portillo, Uriarte's cute but asshole lawyer, DL's lawyer, and the stenographer. Watching outside are Paco and Montoya. <em>Am I the only one who thinks judge lady is hot in a motherly kind of way?</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNj8CKAsZt7VqLWpuxwcnAoyaQxcng60fojq1YBgV9Gvfvptx0pmO2wbbFejDHi_2PNxeqWFeeYN8GeUxEUIRuweMBqIDBWhd93SvYuSeazqfe36mj5aNML9XLCJmz2auCMBGGHgphc_Y/s400/Silvia+4x06j.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Lola walks in to join Paco.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Honey, what are you doing here?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What do you think I’m doing, Paco? Supporting my father. Paco, he’s wearing handcuffs just like a common criminal.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Aitor, I want you to stick to the radio. When you know anything about the riot, you come here and tell us.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Paco, did it start already?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: They’re about to.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfT1Aix3ZNlMwJ67GG6s8ELVY7-ew_WQ7c5Fsl-IFbuqTB6ciYHs77nKYN2UHNRxe0JFvoPU9fey6R4wIo4X6TsT_bnaE2cY-fSwO0wRFZOrgsdxZIR0GZJ3e_6nt60S5ofO3ln3YlKwE/s400/Silvia+4x06l.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: In your last statement you rejected your right to have a lawyer and also rejected to appeal against protective custody. Can you tell me what has changed since that statement was taken?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: That day… That day was horrible… Specially down in the cells. I was confused…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: You said that you shot Miss Montalbán, but you didn’t do it on self-defense. That is a first degree homicide. However, now you’re saying you were confused.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Have you ever witnessed how everything around you turns into a blood bath, and felt that you could have avoided all the pain and suffering if you had not let yourself be fooled? You don’t know what it is, do you? So then I guess you don’t know what feeling I’m talking about…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Lawyer, may you please remind your defendant that this is an interrogation of the Ministerio Fiscal and so I am the one who asks the questions.</em><br /><em><strong><u>DL's Attorney</u></strong>: Lorenzo, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Thank you very much. Good. Let’s begin. In your statement, you admitted that you had a relationship with Miss Montalbán.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivZFD33Vs4PfajvByCwKBN6_CsMQ8B0YB58aTeTAlvVLDrEDuxwMXBywmckh4pW4hPVrC9L5bLGSAFbX3doJ9rVjIeMXduTQrD6Nrv1qF7Yuh2svQQyWKivceyi_gEZoBmAJvJG8cJo5Q/s640/Silvia+4x06m.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: He’s against him, Paco, he only wants to get him!</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Calm down, honey. Your father is very clever and very evasive, he’s like an eel</em> <span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Translator's Note</u>: In Spanish, “escurridizo” means both “evasive” and “slippery”, so then the eel image).</span><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY1lue9ec3JMytakzuUoBpEzJG1KNapQKZM10E8xgJzmG4KZNMvVbNjmQISbNG5X5IK2GK0aYFrcZnRJ03pXt0si_Xa2wTUK15DgjCS4XZUeBKw06i6hsfFqxTEfKCn6bNE6TKqXNYXXY/s400/Silvia+4x06n.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: I guess you had sexual intercourse.</em><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's snarky comment</u>: What kind of a creepy question is that??]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: You guess correctly.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Gonzalo, if you want, you can wait outside. When it’s over, I’ll tell you everything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Correct me if I’m wrong. Your daughter, Inspector Silvia Castro León… isn’t she pretty much the same age as Miss Montalbán was?</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: He’s getting creepier by the minute!]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What does it matter to him if my dad and Ruth consummated or not?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: She was exactly one year younger.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Right.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrta6h7-xoGS7LyZYgKh_zGUgiRRIFuSpsdI6JAwmZzWFzWezbOz0lwU3-RO-GXIP2Orq3VGQxzHIfnBB9rE3FIO6Zo7cQGLcIrS_0pn70d3xIjq8UqUJi_1qH85IOthiUlBdnWuE1yRQ/s400/Silvia+4x06p.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Quique and Curtis bring a sleeping Rita to the lab - Dr. Shrink gave her some valium. Mariano is taking care of Sabinica. Back at the interrogation room, Attorney Asshole continues his questioning.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: Afterwards, Miss Montalbán began a relationship with Inspector Montoya, is that correct?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte's Attorney</u></strong>: At that time, Montoya was your right-hand man, your natural successor. </em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: He was. And he will still be.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Good job, Don Lorenzo.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdBJIfd-NRhO20TmQ5wpqa-Gbc4ht6GRux2XnbNnSJN46IoVUD0MNvDZoqLAu5tj9FxxNzt0DiOMWW6Xs4a19C_sUh5-6qNpZe-CiYIuLdPgx46JsMGi1Y8LHoDe-_a0PgVLc9ahRXwA/s400/Silvia+4x06q.jpg" yr="true" /></em><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: And if he was your right-hand man, did you not think of warning him about Miss Montalbán, who after all had already cheated on you twice</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Oh my God, where the hell does the motherfucker want to go?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: To the heart of the question, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: I think Inspector Montoya can take his own decisions.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Like blowing his brains up in the roof of this precinct after you killed, no, sorry, “shot”, your ex-lover??</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Gonzalo, you don’t really have to listen to this.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Don’t worry, Paco, I thought it was gonna be like this.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyI3xxQSB0d34cbmABC0XKAJ0WSh4zHfgDIiVJAeHofI3ni4hr__hGn9ZAxKyqw5-uZVx49g1dZlLSVD9zY8_jIG2D34Ogcw_-WS8-KpRRqi6P9Z0rUFCI96WF0lKfQfD6fnDiYMmRnug/s400/Silvia+4x06r.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Captain Castro, according to my reports, you lost a grandson because of a gunshot wound.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: Okay he’s not creepy, he’s a sick bastard!!!]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Motherfucker!</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snark</u>: Just what I was thinking, thanks Paco]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: What the hell…?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes… Silvia, Silvia</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Sister, sister, come here.</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguF1O-d6KLcyUiUy_-kGXa2TQP_-WbnJ513axnKgzv53tmA-xIYlHO6iCw-KtehOZvY81awKk0frx9nTWlSO5qc8CYWxAZ6hkm7PfHkb5uWHYo6qEIb7wkF92ItrGJALo8vMKb35QBuZg/s400/Silvia+4x06o.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Mister Portillo, could you please read out loud the statement signed by Captain Castro from the 30th June 2007.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Of course.</em> [Reads statement]<em> No, I don’t remember if I saw the gun or not, I just remember that when I hung up, I shot Miss Montalbán in cold blood. I could have just disarmed her, I could have shot her in the arm, in the leg, or somewhere else… But I emptied the magazine in her stomach.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Can you check if the statement by Captain Castro has not been manipulated since it was taken?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Of course, the statement is correct.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWOlzmtU_0zPqbo9nvtUYDt2ZyPipoOz39wh9YiI9KuODC-STPcN07j2124gh0A1uQzZ4GYIWFLM9Fe5pJYdEdrKYTx2lwnai6Z3qC6ZYoBzYDH9O5olWg9X4Kixsngry9s3-hkNV4V7I/s400/Silvia+4x06z.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Did you lie in that statement, Captain Castro?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Are you sure?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: Well, I am not sure! You know what I think? I think you’re lying now!</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJ7JQb6dFAOLfpK3j6OivL3IkRfT3DW-IHeB8s4pAHpEp-ocJXSpd713zlb2emPRxz5h6VMzIpCvhbUWB5djS5Rrn3hnvSCLdY865amtjn-Ube-Hj8H41U4SnzlbvmZHfoOVxAYoMJs4/s400/Silvia+4x06s.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>:</em> [walks into the IR infuriated]<em> You are no attorney, you’re a simple nazi!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Lola, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: After the hostage taking, my father spent four days wandering like a lost soul, taking all the shit on himself.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Lola, honey, let’s go.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Please, get out of here, Mrs Castro. There’s a death to clarify and several contradictory statements. We’re only trying to get to the truth, and that’s very difficult when the defendant changes his opinion every day.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: My father is no executioner!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Let’s go, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Paco…</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl89ggpvIQ3NT6xKpYVPXzhTgzU1eNN8RmuE5mDRXT8AjRLyKFzMsEpZffgbdjLjBOEjg0qKPznmnEmPCa6J3WE3RLoggB7LPCyAERmsVAUxTR9Q0_K-VZO0LNP3DSKBj0Pm7gRj2_3i0/s400/Silvia+4x06t.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Well, that was Mr Puchal, from the Central station. The rest of the witnesses have finished their statements and they have all coincided in the first degree homicide thesis. </em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: What witnesses? It was only Uriarte and his men down in the cells.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: The witness is Uriarte.</em><br /><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Fine. We’re going to carry out that interrogation, and, if I consider it necessary, I will ask for a confrontation. Now we are going to take a break.</em><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikHG5w8OpETc2Lp6Ix6s4a4D-9Z8KS3ImT96CM_PYXusfJwJBkqhwkbuyVJYAk2cFIbDh8kkbIKli4QTMjMhUD51CC3NCU56aXJ6fC0dtj17W0edk-PahAvofq5k6QxQjQ64Hdp2TaPBo/s400/Silvia+4x06u.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Rita is still unconscious at the lab, being watched over by the world's worst baby sitters, Quique and Curtis. Aitor is singing his goat song to Sabinica. Back at the <u>Kaiser rig</u>, Allison "hacks" into the police server to check out Lucas - she finds Lucas' fake rap sheet and is very impressed. <u>Paco's house</u>: Sara has another Lucas dream where they keep shouting "te quiero" to one another. <u>At the station</u>, Rita is still out of it, but Sabinica is hungry and needs to be fed. So the Pacos have the the bright idea to bring her to her mother's boobs and let her <em>feed herself<span style="color: #990000;"> (<u>Piper's snark</u>: And what, drug Sabinica as well? Valium-flavored mother's milk?)</span></em>. But it doesn't work, so they find a gypsy lactating inmate to provide the milk supply. Uriarte is brought in to give his statement and Lola goes ballistic, exchanges words with the chipmunk, then bitchslaps him. At the interrogation room, Uriarte lies through his chipmunk teeth. <br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlGoo5orYECFqSUK5CZrDAc61WYwKjbsb6V0LhJIum0onYzsw0HguS1VabLQjCOmH2DVvmG4pHIM7Xezn6BHqED49rfFqUQodrL_Sgb1X-aBLF-EMFuGCLsnVFtEjF6Q-Ze1mvXUJL2c/s400/Silvia+4x06v.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Silvia, control your sister, she’s capable of anything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: According to you, what were the circumstances of Miss Montalbán’s death?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte</u></strong>: Captain…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: If you excuse me, Your Honor, I need to leave the interrogation.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Judge</u></strong>: Please, go ahead.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Uriarte</u></strong>: Captain Castro was aiming at her with his gun…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Lola</u></strong>: Come on, Paco, my dad couldn’t even breathe! How was he supposed to put a gun in her hand?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmQkB3AMsIFyeZQw9Hb6HbEMwqsWL1Kof9l30Dn3vAChDzWvC5Bi5j5JgeHOUCM8M-sBqZWYBHDS0qwfGEp-hyXNr4kCRJm04O3sMlih314ABZ7zqynhimoxsk7c7QXi4rhGSHgRQt0Ig/s400/Silvia+4x06za.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>UA</u></strong>: The Ministerio Fiscal rejected that statement [Montoya’s] after the drug test results.</em><br />[Silvia Runs after Montoya]<br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, Gonzalo, Gonzalo… Are you OK?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Why wouldn’t I?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OZrbDSkLljy5RRP6BDrWGifOQXesNigPI46I3AfghsYPs4f317DsBu3S4FhL8K0zyabJHgqJ3uMaxFKTQgwnVK6MTWLYRWJdrdjqBjhKiFkpOynhQVf36g7wqD82BC8_RvmBh6f6Oo8/s400/Silvia+4x06w.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the <u>labyrinth</u>, the fugitives reach the end but they still need to get past the iron gate. While Lucas is trying to cut the bars open, Salazar has a better idea - they blow up the gate. After the dust has settled, we see Lucas with an iron bar lodged right below his collar bone and he is bleeding. Pove cradles him as they start singing <em><strong>Se Me Vido Otravez... </strong>Probablemente ya de mi te has olvidado, y sin embargo yo te seguiré esperando...</em> No, not really, but Lucas just used one of his nine lives on this one. <u>Back at the precint</u>, the police scanner is still on:<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: How’s it going?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Policeman</u></strong>: The GEO [SWAT] units are in.</em><br />[On the radio] <br /><em><strong><u>Policeman 1</u></strong>: Central Station, the corpses have been identified. I repeat. The corpses have been identified. They are Alonso Millán, 35, and José Javier Estévez De La Fuente, 32, both common inmates from Module B...</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: I knew it, I knew it couldn’t be them.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighljTewkrpYwSpy-lB3jm6DieDtiMqhdtGr0hM2CdV53EaKzOkoJb7mn21nq_2bmSHEGMCUb63-t-osWp-cz7pCK0sJJIXiBY32LrUrBnR-3ft0DVwK12RVVg5AmOK6I9T-1GlpUayhs/s400/Silvia+4x06x.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><u><strong>Other stories</strong>:</u> Pove turns into Incredible Hulk and starts beating up Salazar's homie. Lucas lies unconscious while Sara dreams of saving him from drowning. Actually, this is the first dream where she and Lucas weren't doing the chiki-chiki. Just as she wakes up from her dream, Lucas also wakes up with an iron rod embedded in his chest. <strong><em>*Barf*</em></strong> Mariano's mysterious cop friend from last episode is back. He's actually imaginary, kinda like the Paul Bettany character in <strong><em>"</em></strong><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Beautiful_Mind_(film)"><strong><em>A Beautiful Mind</em></strong></a>" - very awesome movie, by the way.<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=TAQNPPH1">Watch clip in HD</a></span></em></strong><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO6p-gVDCVphxQcepLnjg3h0AeC7LX-owVdtz622al9QBYu8v37jucMFYFq4mMo8_ZYJnQs2sVQXIf9heA9n45mKYQbOBGSJOno97zHvqZQnUj6l67VrghLs34CAP8tK4WEdTTEfrcEYI/s400/Silvia+4x06y.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><br /><strong><em><u>Piper's Comments</u></em>:</strong><br />We've seen kickass Silvia and hot Silvia from the last 2 episodes. But this episode brings us miserable Silvia. I don't think she smiled more than once, and I don't blame her. Major praises for Rita. The Sara / Lucas storyline was overdone, as usual, but you are spared from barfing throught it because their scenes are not in the clip. And whoever thought the 3-episode sweater that Silvia is wearing is worth 3 episodes: Why didn't you go for red? Red is a good color on Silvia.<br /><br /><em><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Los Hombres de Paco, LHDP</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-41148635088495750812009-11-24T05:53:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.638-08:00Looking to Kill Some Time...I remember the exact day I first caught a glimpse of PepSi magic on youtube. It was July 11th, 2008. But, let me back up and give a little preface to my “First-Time” story. <br /><br />AfterEllen made a mention of PepSi in their “Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever.” on May 23th. I remember reading the fairly confusing description of the show…and not really thinking much of it. I have to admit that the pictures of MA and LS chosen for inclusion in the article didn’t really make me look twice.<br /><br />Any interest I might have had in searching out this show, though, was overshadowed by the fact that I was moving into a new apartment the weekend of July 4th. It was going to be a huge move involving three people moving from two apartments into two new apartments…not so much fun. But anyway, I was pretty consumed with getting everything ready for the Big Move and didn’t have much free time to look up tv shows with possible lesbian storylines.<br /><br />July 11th, the Friday after the move, I stayed home to do some more unpacking. Before calling it a night, I decided to chill out in front of the computer for a bit and I ended up checking out AfterEllen. Well, lo and behold, a new “Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever.” had been posted that day. I have to say the pictures definitely got my attention that time.<br /><br />Since I was finished unpacking for that night and had nothing else to do, I thought it wouldn’t hurt to go to youtube to see what I could find and maybe kill a little time. (A little time? Hah! Try a year and four months so far of time.) The rest of the weekend was spent in a PepSi haze. I don’t even think I did anymore unpacking that weekend. I just sat in front of the computer searching out all the PepSi-related videos and websites I could. I stayed up until 6 in the morning on both Friday and Saturday night, reading and watching (and re-watching) everything I could find. And that was it. I was hooked. <br /><br />I never thought I’d be an active participant in a fandom, but PepSi got me discussing episodes with others for the first time, commenting on fanfics for the first time, reading (non-classroom) Spanish for the first time, editing other peoples’ stories for the first time, and writing my own fiction for the first time. My “First-Time” with PepSi led to many other amazing firsts…and for that reason, LHDP will never be “just a tv show” to me. I’m grateful to have been able to witness such an amazing story unfold and I’m grateful to share my passion with such a fantastic group of people. Thank you all for being a part of making the “PepSi Phenomenon” so enriching and fulfilling…and fun!<br /><br /><div style="color: #351c75;"><u><b><i>Piper's Note:</i></b></u><br /></div><i style="color: #351c75;">I can't remember when we invited Cela to join the Faculty - I think we were all drunk when we did. Just kidding. While her initial appointment was to be the </i><i style="color: #351c75;"><b>Adjunct Bartending Professor and Manager of the 24/7 Bar</b>, Cela's talents lie in organizing parties. Imaginary parties. She is also in charge of keeping me distracted when I so want to be snarky; in other words, she is Piper's bouncer. And I'm hoping she will spend more time in the classroom posting lectures instead of lecturing at the bar, because no one can come up with one-liners better than Cela. And when you put all her one-liners together into a lecture, it might not make a lot of sense but it will be fucking hilarious. So thank you C-E-L-A for believing in Pepsi University and for never ever letting the campus go dry. </i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-53503727349507394622009-11-24T05:53:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.130-08:00Looking to Kill Some Time...I remember the exact day I first caught a glimpse of PepSi magic on youtube. It was July 11th, 2008. But, let me back up and give a little preface to my “First-Time” story. <br /><br />AfterEllen made a mention of PepSi in their “Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever.” on May 23th. I remember reading the fairly confusing description of the show…and not really thinking much of it. I have to admit that the pictures of MA and LS chosen for inclusion in the article didn’t really make me look twice.<br /><br />Any interest I might have had in searching out this show, though, was overshadowed by the fact that I was moving into a new apartment the weekend of July 4th. It was going to be a huge move involving three people moving from two apartments into two new apartments…not so much fun. But anyway, I was pretty consumed with getting everything ready for the Big Move and didn’t have much free time to look up tv shows with possible lesbian storylines.<br /><br />July 11th, the Friday after the move, I stayed home to do some more unpacking. Before calling it a night, I decided to chill out in front of the computer for a bit and I ended up checking out AfterEllen. Well, lo and behold, a new “Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever.” had been posted that day. I have to say the pictures definitely got my attention that time.<br /><br />Since I was finished unpacking for that night and had nothing else to do, I thought it wouldn’t hurt to go to youtube to see what I could find and maybe kill a little time. (A little time? Hah! Try a year and four months so far of time.) The rest of the weekend was spent in a PepSi haze. I don’t even think I did anymore unpacking that weekend. I just sat in front of the computer searching out all the PepSi-related videos and websites I could. I stayed up until 6 in the morning on both Friday and Saturday night, reading and watching (and re-watching) everything I could find. And that was it. I was hooked. <br /><br />I never thought I’d be an active participant in a fandom, but PepSi got me discussing episodes with others for the first time, commenting on fanfics for the first time, reading (non-classroom) Spanish for the first time, editing other peoples’ stories for the first time, and writing my own fiction for the first time. My “First-Time” with PepSi led to many other amazing firsts…and for that reason, LHDP will never be “just a tv show” to me. I’m grateful to have been able to witness such an amazing story unfold and I’m grateful to share my passion with such a fantastic group of people. Thank you all for being a part of making the “PepSi Phenomenon” so enriching and fulfilling…and fun!<br /><br /><div style="color: #351c75;"><u><b><i>Piper's Note:</i></b></u><br /></div><i style="color: #351c75;">I can't remember when we invited Cela to join the Faculty - I think we were all drunk when we did. Just kidding. While her initial appointment was to be the </i><i style="color: #351c75;"><b>Adjunct Bartending Professor and Manager of the 24/7 Bar</b>, Cela's talents lie in organizing parties. Imaginary parties. She is also in charge of keeping me distracted when I so want to be snarky; in other words, she is Piper's bouncer. And I'm hoping she will spend more time in the classroom posting lectures instead of lecturing at the bar, because no one can come up with one-liners better than Cela. And when you put all her one-liners together into a lecture, it might not make a lot of sense but it will be fucking hilarious. So thank you C-E-L-A for believing in Pepsi University and for never ever letting the campus go dry. </i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-88485618863802191492009-11-23T01:13:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.658-08:00"Like Being in Love Can Feel For the First Time"During law school I took a "Women and the law" course. The purpose was to look at how the law affects women and how different manifestations connect to create systems of oppression - gender, race, sexual orientation, disability, etc. In taking that course I saw, for the first time, things that always existed in the world but were largely invisible to me because language and the law has been used to create social norms and false dichotomies.<br /><br />In trying to make the invisible more visible, I somehow stumbled across AE, where I really began to notice how underrepresented the gay community is on TV and film. While reading the July 11, 2008 post of "Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever." I saw the article on PepSi describing Ep. 76 (countryside getaway) and immediately noticed from the tone of the article that this story seemed different than all of the other lesbian stories on TV - neither character was a killer, or ratings stunt, or ended up dead (yet). But what really piqued my interest were these lines from the article: <span style="font-style: italic;">"Unfortunately, the scene ended when Silvia's dad intentionally walked in on the two women, after spying on them having sex. Apparently, this is a habit of his. Creepy much?"</span><br /><br />I thought, <span style="font-style: italic;">"That can't be right. That sounds too absurd - it much be a translation error"</span> so I decided to check out the forum <span style="font-weight: bold;">Breakerfall</span> started on AE and found myself even more confused, yet intrigued, trying to figure out the family dynamics and determine what the hell was really going on. After searching on YouTube, I came across <span style="font-weight: bold;">ThoseRaindrops'</span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23rWoQMWaTQ">"Pepa and Silvia - The Build Up"</a> video. To this day, it is one of my favorite PepSi videos ever. Everything about it was perfect - the music selection, the edited scenes, the acting. Watching it reminded me of the opening scene in <span style="font-style: italic;">Mr. and Mrs. Smith</span>, where Brad and Angelina are dancing at the restaurant in Bogota and later sitting in the rain and gazing at each other while drinking tequila. There's barely any dialogue - just <span style="font-style: italic;">"Mondo Bondo"</span> playing in the background - but the glances they give each other and the sexuality oozing from that scene makes you want to see more. This is how I felt watching <span style="font-weight: bold;">ThoseRaindrops'</span> video. The looks, the glances, the hesitation, the fear, the lust, the chemistry - it was so compelling that I wanted to see more, learn more about their story. When I finally saw the bathroom scene as it aired, with basically no dialogue and just Dana Kerstein's <span style="font-style: italic;">"My Soul Ghost"</span> playing in the background, I was hooked. And for the first time I saw something that had been invisible on American TV - a story of two people who were falling in love and who both just happened to be women.<br /><br />Over time, my love grew beyond PepSi to the entire show. But it was that bathroom scene - with just Pepa, Silvia, and Dana's voice - that opened my eyes to the invisible. That scene (and many of their subsequent scenes) showed me what being in love can feel like and the journey it can take you on, regardless of your race, gender, or sexual orientation. It's a feeling that, I imagine, is akin to what being in love can feel like the first time.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kalike</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*The title for this lecture is based on lyrics to the song <a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BOU6RSWF">"<b>First Time</b>"</a> by Lifehouse.</span><br /><br /><i><b><u><span style="color: #351c75;">Piper's Note:</span></u></b></i><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">KC's debut post at AE was after Ep 104 when she wrote about how it just set back women's TV roles a few centuries back. OK, maybe not a few centuries, but still. Her subsequent postings show a cerebral adulation for Pepa, and knowing the Silvia-centric lectures we've had so far, we decided we needed a Pepalogist. And KC has not disappointed, in her treatises and her choice of songs, and personally, I think she is more on the romantic side of the Pepsi Empire (i.e., please go back to her initial lectures about the "L" word) than she would want to accept. Thank you, Counsel, for your unbridled analytical romanticism and intellectual love for Pepa.</span></i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-30042827971324883492009-11-23T01:13:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.142-08:00"Like Being in Love Can Feel For the First Time"During law school I took a "Women and the law" course. The purpose was to look at how the law affects women and how different manifestations connect to create systems of oppression - gender, race, sexual orientation, disability, etc. In taking that course I saw, for the first time, things that always existed in the world but were largely invisible to me because language and the law has been used to create social norms and false dichotomies.<br /><br />In trying to make the invisible more visible, I somehow stumbled across AE, where I really began to notice how underrepresented the gay community is on TV and film. While reading the July 11, 2008 post of "Best. Lesbian. Week. Ever." I saw the article on PepSi describing Ep. 76 (countryside getaway) and immediately noticed from the tone of the article that this story seemed different than all of the other lesbian stories on TV - neither character was a killer, or ratings stunt, or ended up dead (yet). But what really piqued my interest were these lines from the article: <span style="font-style: italic;">"Unfortunately, the scene ended when Silvia's dad intentionally walked in on the two women, after spying on them having sex. Apparently, this is a habit of his. Creepy much?"</span><br /><br />I thought, <span style="font-style: italic;">"That can't be right. That sounds too absurd - it much be a translation error"</span> so I decided to check out the forum <span style="font-weight: bold;">Breakerfall</span> started on AE and found myself even more confused, yet intrigued, trying to figure out the family dynamics and determine what the hell was really going on. After searching on YouTube, I came across <span style="font-weight: bold;">ThoseRaindrops'</span> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=23rWoQMWaTQ">"Pepa and Silvia - The Build Up"</a> video. To this day, it is one of my favorite PepSi videos ever. Everything about it was perfect - the music selection, the edited scenes, the acting. Watching it reminded me of the opening scene in <span style="font-style: italic;">Mr. and Mrs. Smith</span>, where Brad and Angelina are dancing at the restaurant in Bogota and later sitting in the rain and gazing at each other while drinking tequila. There's barely any dialogue - just <span style="font-style: italic;">"Mondo Bondo"</span> playing in the background - but the glances they give each other and the sexuality oozing from that scene makes you want to see more. This is how I felt watching <span style="font-weight: bold;">ThoseRaindrops'</span> video. The looks, the glances, the hesitation, the fear, the lust, the chemistry - it was so compelling that I wanted to see more, learn more about their story. When I finally saw the bathroom scene as it aired, with basically no dialogue and just Dana Kerstein's <span style="font-style: italic;">"My Soul Ghost"</span> playing in the background, I was hooked. And for the first time I saw something that had been invisible on American TV - a story of two people who were falling in love and who both just happened to be women.<br /><br />Over time, my love grew beyond PepSi to the entire show. But it was that bathroom scene - with just Pepa, Silvia, and Dana's voice - that opened my eyes to the invisible. That scene (and many of their subsequent scenes) showed me what being in love can feel like and the journey it can take you on, regardless of your race, gender, or sexual orientation. It's a feeling that, I imagine, is akin to what being in love can feel like the first time.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kalike</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*The title for this lecture is based on lyrics to the song <a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BOU6RSWF">"<b>First Time</b>"</a> by Lifehouse.</span><br /><br /><i><b><u><span style="color: #351c75;">Piper's Note:</span></u></b></i><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">KC's debut post at AE was after Ep 104 when she wrote about how it just set back women's TV roles a few centuries back. OK, maybe not a few centuries, but still. Her subsequent postings show a cerebral adulation for Pepa, and knowing the Silvia-centric lectures we've had so far, we decided we needed a Pepalogist. And KC has not disappointed, in her treatises and her choice of songs, and personally, I think she is more on the romantic side of the Pepsi Empire (i.e., please go back to her initial lectures about the "L" word) than she would want to accept. Thank you, Counsel, for your unbridled analytical romanticism and intellectual love for Pepa.</span></i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-82653245067386297032009-11-22T06:52:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.680-08:00My Awkwardest Post EverI'm not going to lie, when Dr. Booker asked me to write about my first time and share it, I thought, "Wait! Now everyone's gonna know about how stupid and awkward it was for me? But I guess then we could all swap stories and maybe I won't feel so bad a-" And then I kept reading her email and she meant first time experiencing PepSi and then I thought... "Ah...that makes more sense."<br /><br />And after all that business was cleared up to my brain, I started thinking back to early January of this year... Now sit back and relax for about two whole seconds to read about my amazing discovery!<br /><br />Like many others, I searched around (somewhat desperately *Snorts*) for some lesbian content on a show. In the US... it was/still is basically non-existent. I mean, we had Callica... but I wasn't too fond of the couple. I don't know what it was I didn't like, but I was never really interested. So the only resort I had, was to watch Youtube clips of other countries shows.<br /><br />I watched Naomily, and I must admit they were good... but I dunno, maybe it was their age or something that made me not get into it as much as I'd like. Though they were wonderful. Then I tried to watch Hospital Central, but it was all sortsa clustered, and I didn't know how to navigate it, the story was all jumbled and I watched things out of order and I was just too f&#king confused to get into it. Yes, yes, I'm a bit... stupid. Like you haven't noticed.<br /><br />Then, I read Breakerfall's post, and thought, "Why not?" I went over to Youtube, typed in Pepa and Silvia, and thank the goddesses that are Pepsienglish and Random_Flores... I watched the first compilation and completely understood what was going on. But understanding what they were saying alone was not what kept me watching... it was the badassness that was Pepa Miranda, her gun, and the cute little way that Spaniards have an almost lisp when they use their "C's". Yeah... so just imagine how much I nearly fainted when Pepa pulled her gun out on Paco in that warehouse!<br /><br />But it wasn't until "The Awkwardest Stakeout Ever" scene where I absolutely fell completely head over heels in love with the pair, the both of them, together. I was positively convinced that they would make the perfect couple. Watching them steal glances at each other in that car. The blushing from our numero uno pelirroja, the heated stare from the heart stealing, self-proclaimed romantic fool. The fidgeting and lip biting to convey nervousness and sexual tension, Pepa playing it cool even though you knew she was just as nervous. The admission of who was the redhead's first kiss, the brunette taking full advantage of that information to subtly (none too subtly) flirt with Silvia. It was all just... right.<br /><br />For me that scene will never be topped. And I don't just mean in PepSi land.<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #351c75;"><u>Piper's Note</u>:</span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Professor JuneBuggy was famous in PepSi Fanfic literary circles long before she joined the university. Booker was a fan and she thought that JB's writings are far too precious not to be a part of Pepsi U. I personally do not read fanfics, especially the graphic ones because I have the sex-knowledge IQ of a 7-year old. So I had no idea who JB was until she joined the Faculty as the head the newly-created Smut Department. I have read her PepsiU fics since and I have to admit I am still flummoxed and a tad embarassed sometimes... but I'm weird that way. So thank you, JB, for being a part of PepSi University, for your PG-13 lectures, and most of all, for caring for what we are doing.</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-73180606694794021652009-11-22T06:52:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.155-08:00My Awkwardest Post EverI'm not going to lie, when Dr. Booker asked me to write about my first time and share it, I thought, "Wait! Now everyone's gonna know about how stupid and awkward it was for me? But I guess then we could all swap stories and maybe I won't feel so bad a-" And then I kept reading her email and she meant first time experiencing PepSi and then I thought... "Ah...that makes more sense."<br /><br />And after all that business was cleared up to my brain, I started thinking back to early January of this year... Now sit back and relax for about two whole seconds to read about my amazing discovery!<br /><br />Like many others, I searched around (somewhat desperately *Snorts*) for some lesbian content on a show. In the US... it was/still is basically non-existent. I mean, we had Callica... but I wasn't too fond of the couple. I don't know what it was I didn't like, but I was never really interested. So the only resort I had, was to watch Youtube clips of other countries shows.<br /><br />I watched Naomily, and I must admit they were good... but I dunno, maybe it was their age or something that made me not get into it as much as I'd like. Though they were wonderful. Then I tried to watch Hospital Central, but it was all sortsa clustered, and I didn't know how to navigate it, the story was all jumbled and I watched things out of order and I was just too f&#king confused to get into it. Yes, yes, I'm a bit... stupid. Like you haven't noticed.<br /><br />Then, I read Breakerfall's post, and thought, "Why not?" I went over to Youtube, typed in Pepa and Silvia, and thank the goddesses that are Pepsienglish and Random_Flores... I watched the first compilation and completely understood what was going on. But understanding what they were saying alone was not what kept me watching... it was the badassness that was Pepa Miranda, her gun, and the cute little way that Spaniards have an almost lisp when they use their "C's". Yeah... so just imagine how much I nearly fainted when Pepa pulled her gun out on Paco in that warehouse!<br /><br />But it wasn't until "The Awkwardest Stakeout Ever" scene where I absolutely fell completely head over heels in love with the pair, the both of them, together. I was positively convinced that they would make the perfect couple. Watching them steal glances at each other in that car. The blushing from our numero uno pelirroja, the heated stare from the heart stealing, self-proclaimed romantic fool. The fidgeting and lip biting to convey nervousness and sexual tension, Pepa playing it cool even though you knew she was just as nervous. The admission of who was the redhead's first kiss, the brunette taking full advantage of that information to subtly (none too subtly) flirt with Silvia. It was all just... right.<br /><br />For me that scene will never be topped. And I don't just mean in PepSi land.<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #351c75;"><u>Piper's Note</u>:</span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Professor JuneBuggy was famous in PepSi Fanfic literary circles long before she joined the university. Booker was a fan and she thought that JB's writings are far too precious not to be a part of Pepsi U. I personally do not read fanfics, especially the graphic ones because I have the sex-knowledge IQ of a 7-year old. So I had no idea who JB was until she joined the Faculty as the head the newly-created Smut Department. I have read her PepsiU fics since and I have to admit I am still flummoxed and a tad embarassed sometimes... but I'm weird that way. So thank you, JB, for being a part of PepSi University, for your PG-13 lectures, and most of all, for caring for what we are doing.</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-51603891049673621612009-11-21T19:49:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.625-08:004th of July 2008 WeekendI remember exactly when I became a PepSiholic - it was the 4th of July 2008 weekend. Which was about 6 weeks after I became aware of Pepa, Silvia, and Los Hombres de Paco. Yes, I was a slow convert.<br /><br />I did not read AE - my GF did. That's how she discovered Hospital Central and Maca, and that's how she learned of PepSi. She was into PepSi LONG before I was, and during every other weekend when we saw each other, she made me watch Pepsi clips: the bathroom scene, the morning after breakfast, lab <em>aventurilla exotica...</em> Couldn't care less but I still translated for her, badly, I might add. The hangar scene - nope, nothing, although the line about the nuns made me giggle. And then... and then... there it was - the exact moment when I actually fell in love with the show: <strong>Silvia giving Pepa the finger.</strong><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMSRaKwv3j4ml3-M2ky4VpE1TIJ6dMFHLiQTSaHDPlrE7kwzADMG2rzPU8AzSO87ckwSoUWO3X5_wuxcVZwWr73zEtHyhLf4R09jIjNgSJUDb6-MBof0Fleplij4j4s2RTcb-Ibrp0XI/s1600/finger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMSRaKwv3j4ml3-M2ky4VpE1TIJ6dMFHLiQTSaHDPlrE7kwzADMG2rzPU8AzSO87ckwSoUWO3X5_wuxcVZwWr73zEtHyhLf4R09jIjNgSJUDb6-MBof0Fleplij4j4s2RTcb-Ibrp0XI/s400/finger.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br /></div>When Silvia flipped Pepa the finger, she also flipped her way right into my heart and <em><strong>Sube a mi Cohete</strong></em> made it into my iPod. And I realized how gorgeous this redhead is.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZAj4dUcLFTPyeQiqGYAhbggHuMmbPAApNy5gETxBYWJt0-LpBRXzBWnxeUp5qhylICKC6a04CV4EiWvyfIjN7HaZmBC_iM2yaLuPh8LB0YWGcUVGgu8ThAFR9MaavRhkoDQzzyBFADg/s400/Silvia1.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And by the middle of summer, I have downloaded and watched all the past LHDP episodes. Along the way, I have loved and lost an Asturian, made new friends and lost some...story of my life. And long after my GF has moved on to new obsessions (Shakira and Top Chef), here I am still a Silvialogist.<br /></div><br />I cannot really say why I love these 2 characters - I don't have the gift of romantic gab like my friend Booker - but it has been a delight watching them week after week. It has been a privilege watching old LHDP episodes and bringing them to you, so you too can understand why I am a Silvialogist. <br /><br />It's the finger. It's Silvia, flipping the finger. After 16 months, that scene still makes me smile. Silvia and her middle finger still make me smile.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXtWhsyISA1b50EhuH9XVloL6wlZy4RnaWIykw0qF-OUY3oLmVXji1qxpkGdWmkDSDjn_MO92o3r5GoNOsNuJ4lMtAgFteM6RQlKalB_H72hqettSFj250mcoF_oOW5D0Gz9VR0udy1zM/s640/Silvia2.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-28034977603212185262009-11-21T19:49:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.124-08:004th of July 2008 WeekendI remember exactly when I became a PepSiholic - it was the 4th of July 2008 weekend. Which was about 6 weeks after I became aware of Pepa, Silvia, and Los Hombres de Paco. Yes, I was a slow convert.<br /><br />I did not read AE - my GF did. That's how she discovered Hospital Central and Maca, and that's how she learned of PepSi. She was into PepSi LONG before I was, and during every other weekend when we saw each other, she made me watch Pepsi clips: the bathroom scene, the morning after breakfast, lab <em>aventurilla exotica...</em> Couldn't care less but I still translated for her, badly, I might add. The hangar scene - nope, nothing, although the line about the nuns made me giggle. And then... and then... there it was - the exact moment when I actually fell in love with the show: <strong>Silvia giving Pepa the finger.</strong><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMSRaKwv3j4ml3-M2ky4VpE1TIJ6dMFHLiQTSaHDPlrE7kwzADMG2rzPU8AzSO87ckwSoUWO3X5_wuxcVZwWr73zEtHyhLf4R09jIjNgSJUDb6-MBof0Fleplij4j4s2RTcb-Ibrp0XI/s1600/finger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGMSRaKwv3j4ml3-M2ky4VpE1TIJ6dMFHLiQTSaHDPlrE7kwzADMG2rzPU8AzSO87ckwSoUWO3X5_wuxcVZwWr73zEtHyhLf4R09jIjNgSJUDb6-MBof0Fleplij4j4s2RTcb-Ibrp0XI/s400/finger.jpg" yr="true" /></a><br /></div>When Silvia flipped Pepa the finger, she also flipped her way right into my heart and <em><strong>Sube a mi Cohete</strong></em> made it into my iPod. And I realized how gorgeous this redhead is.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZAj4dUcLFTPyeQiqGYAhbggHuMmbPAApNy5gETxBYWJt0-LpBRXzBWnxeUp5qhylICKC6a04CV4EiWvyfIjN7HaZmBC_iM2yaLuPh8LB0YWGcUVGgu8ThAFR9MaavRhkoDQzzyBFADg/s400/Silvia1.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And by the middle of summer, I have downloaded and watched all the past LHDP episodes. Along the way, I have loved and lost an Asturian, made new friends and lost some...story of my life. And long after my GF has moved on to new obsessions (Shakira and Top Chef), here I am still a Silvialogist.<br /></div><br />I cannot really say why I love these 2 characters - I don't have the gift of romantic gab like my friend Booker - but it has been a delight watching them week after week. It has been a privilege watching old LHDP episodes and bringing them to you, so you too can understand why I am a Silvialogist. <br /><br />It's the finger. It's Silvia, flipping the finger. After 16 months, that scene still makes me smile. Silvia and her middle finger still make me smile.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXtWhsyISA1b50EhuH9XVloL6wlZy4RnaWIykw0qF-OUY3oLmVXji1qxpkGdWmkDSDjn_MO92o3r5GoNOsNuJ4lMtAgFteM6RQlKalB_H72hqettSFj250mcoF_oOW5D0Gz9VR0udy1zM/s640/Silvia2.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-43184725454041823852009-11-21T05:20:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.604-08:00Looking for a few good lesbians...Members of our faculty are sharing their stories about their first time--their first time with PepSi. How did they discover these women and LHDP? Tell us about your first time, we asked.<br />Here is my story.<br /><div><br /></div>I am known as a romantic and I deserve that label. I am in love and I love the idea of being in love. All I have ever wanted was to see two women in love on television or in film--was that too much to ask for? Apparently it was.<br /><div><br /></div>I heard about Central Hospital's Maca and Esther via AE and I was hooked. I loved the characters and, may I say, Patricia Vico. On their site, it was announced that LHDP was going to introduce a new lesbian character. The first thing I thought was "<em>what was it about Spain and lesbians</em>?!"<br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeVvCM7TBqy0hwJP_zklzY3xB_jbH2hlDRMbC8BG6LfWuqO-czRRCyqqn7JQmbDxrexCg9djc1APjn-8Z8-GHbZGHEljcS4Ani1txlh4qIRo77FuU1olWjatRrCFcVRINf2O2bs0Tvjw/s400/MacaEsther.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>I watched Pepa's arrival and the gentle flirtation between the two women--all in Spanish. This was before Pepsienglish opened up my world. So the only way I could have any idea about what was going on was to read the updates on the forum and watch the scenes over and over. And over. It didn't matter, I had found the lesbian story that I had always dreamed existed.<br /><br />I asked myself why I like them right from the start. There are numerous reasons why I love PepSi today, but what drew them to me in those early episodes? This was what I thought in early 2008: (I don't deny that some of these comments are shallow)<br /><ul><li><em>Marian and Laura were so beautiful, they were like YouTube eye candy</em></li><li><em>Their story line was respectful to their friendship and their growing romance</em></li><li><em>These two actors had great chemistry and there was this building suspense about how and when they would kiss--get thee to a bathroom!</em></li><li><em>They were simply sexy together</em></li></ul>All of us can remember the stripper joint scene. When Pepa taught Silvia to dance in the interview room...how Pepa first touched Silvia and then left the room....Silvia leaned back on the table...she was completely flustered and rattled by Pepa. Well, that was me each week watching PepSi. My heart would flutter, my jaw would drop, my eyes would widen and I smiled like I had just won the lesbian lottery.<br /><br />This romantic fool was happy. Blissfully happy.<br /><br />Dr. Booker<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #351c75;"><u>Piper'sNote: </u></span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Dr. Booker was the very first one after myself who posted a lecture at Pepsi University. I invited her because of our shared love for Teddy Kennedy. Her lectures have added so much and taught us so much that I cannot imagine a Pepsi University without Booker. But she does so much more than post lectures: she invites lecturers and schedules their posts, she comes up with weekly themes like this Lecture Series, and most importantly, she cares for Pepsi University (sometimes I think she cares more than I do). So thank you Booker, for everything.</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-52884183117813893532009-11-21T05:20:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.109-08:00Looking for a few good lesbians...Members of our faculty are sharing their stories about their first time--their first time with PepSi. How did they discover these women and LHDP? Tell us about your first time, we asked.<br />Here is my story.<br /><div><br /></div>I am known as a romantic and I deserve that label. I am in love and I love the idea of being in love. All I have ever wanted was to see two women in love on television or in film--was that too much to ask for? Apparently it was.<br /><div><br /></div>I heard about Central Hospital's Maca and Esther via AE and I was hooked. I loved the characters and, may I say, Patricia Vico. On their site, it was announced that LHDP was going to introduce a new lesbian character. The first thing I thought was "<em>what was it about Spain and lesbians</em>?!"<br /><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOeVvCM7TBqy0hwJP_zklzY3xB_jbH2hlDRMbC8BG6LfWuqO-czRRCyqqn7JQmbDxrexCg9djc1APjn-8Z8-GHbZGHEljcS4Ani1txlh4qIRo77FuU1olWjatRrCFcVRINf2O2bs0Tvjw/s400/MacaEsther.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>I watched Pepa's arrival and the gentle flirtation between the two women--all in Spanish. This was before Pepsienglish opened up my world. So the only way I could have any idea about what was going on was to read the updates on the forum and watch the scenes over and over. And over. It didn't matter, I had found the lesbian story that I had always dreamed existed.<br /><br />I asked myself why I like them right from the start. There are numerous reasons why I love PepSi today, but what drew them to me in those early episodes? This was what I thought in early 2008: (I don't deny that some of these comments are shallow)<br /><ul><li><em>Marian and Laura were so beautiful, they were like YouTube eye candy</em></li><li><em>Their story line was respectful to their friendship and their growing romance</em></li><li><em>These two actors had great chemistry and there was this building suspense about how and when they would kiss--get thee to a bathroom!</em></li><li><em>They were simply sexy together</em></li></ul>All of us can remember the stripper joint scene. When Pepa taught Silvia to dance in the interview room...how Pepa first touched Silvia and then left the room....Silvia leaned back on the table...she was completely flustered and rattled by Pepa. Well, that was me each week watching PepSi. My heart would flutter, my jaw would drop, my eyes would widen and I smiled like I had just won the lesbian lottery.<br /><br />This romantic fool was happy. Blissfully happy.<br /><br />Dr. Booker<br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #351c75;"><u>Piper'sNote: </u></span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color: #351c75;">Dr. Booker was the very first one after myself who posted a lecture at Pepsi University. I invited her because of our shared love for Teddy Kennedy. Her lectures have added so much and taught us so much that I cannot imagine a Pepsi University without Booker. But she does so much more than post lectures: she invites lecturers and schedules their posts, she comes up with weekly themes like this Lecture Series, and most importantly, she cares for Pepsi University (sometimes I think she cares more than I do). So thank you Booker, for everything.</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-11839060534472306102009-11-20T12:48:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.702-08:00Silvialogy 4x05<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PDDDC1H0"><strong>LHDP 4x05</strong></a><br /><br /><em><span style="color: #20124d;">By Dr. Pied Piper<br /></span></em><em><span style="color: #20124d;">(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #38761d;"><em>(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</em></span></strong><br /><br />The episode begins with Mariano getting ready to get his brain flushed. Dr. Lobotomy asks him if he's sure and they they proceed to vacuum out his bad memories. This freaky green light scans his face while he flashbacks to his memories with Lola in descending order, and then it's done.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzryG3K_9QGOkbRpTtPzNkbWTPsjhi5LfYWvvccBWk0BlVQN1NzyV0iit4F2wLqVuX2Kxdro9L7MKw2HQUBtc1q_1ZfmIWuJvepurKzjqCm0ZRD35TikMa55p3jBoyaiOAufV8JolosIg/s400/PepSi10.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the <u>penitentiary</u>, it is total chaos while the fire alarm is blaring. Lucas calls Sara. While the fire alarm in blaring very loudly. Because you know, if you're life is in danger and you need someone to talk to, you call your 18-year old ex-GF whom you stranded in Madagascar. <strong><em>GAH!</em></strong> And of course, she doesn't pick up. DL calmly gets dressed. After 3 tries, Sara reluctantly picks up the phone. Lucas thought that it was the best time to tell her why she ended up in Africa alone and that he knows she loves him as much as he loves her and he will wait for her forever. <strong><em>*Barf!*</em></strong> Sara cries and hangs up the phone. <em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Piper's snarky comment</u>: Yeah, yeah, I've heard the "forever line" before and I'm ready to decree that people should never ever be allowed to use the word "forever" in any context unless they absolutely know what they are talking about.]</span></em> Lucas hangs his head on the window all emo, while the sirens are blaring.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7oVbVxKgQTc1exi29wPDqEgFcAW9mu1RWc_Ik_a-k1lXwFNM8MQ9hdMajfXojRabRKIJ9YSdoDjhpwGnXBGxsAOTfo-hLYdMB7ENbVOX5M7x7bTMmfAQ7AqqDc4nF63g_4qJBCN6J0g/s400/PepSi8.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Paco's House</u>: Mariano is convalescing at Paco's house, while Paco watches over him. WTF? I guess there is no such thing as a clean break in San Antonio. <u>Prison</u>: Pove is being calmly led out of jail by Salazar and his homies. And since this is LHDP, DL and Lucas have an emo talk right then and there about Sara before DL too is sprung from jail by the suits. <u>Paco's House</u>: Paco is still watching Mariano and decides to call his long lost sister <strong>PEPA</strong> then hangs up on her<strong>.</strong> <em>Which I totally missed when I was editing the clip / episode, so my bad. But we've all seen that clip a million times before, right?</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjPW0CrmrhH8_2EvQzSz35chw-YB9_zmdEoBaUeMaLz-fc9jVs3NVZ9GD0uPOUZ0PX7iENvxRUSyCE9pRPSe0amKOnhFIgJZoFKQxUXF0iqfcJQH314JShI_dwp6p2AfMaehRPyUKYBc/s400/Pepa1.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Si? Who's this? Eh, sorry, but I can't hear you. Who are you? Si? Hola?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQloJ-jVnIBtzPSHNuiPO5B2XBbiNtqPMRpZOgn6UcLvKBaemxnklqgD6BROx-0k6s23339OFMi7cJfeULQaaFMu_RTQFGSzd-MSRJPurEAYiDwAb8vzpl8yoX4uI8ExvaEXgyzwR6JI/s400/Pepa2.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco hangs up and breathes into his paper bag again while Mariano sleeps on the bed. <em>Paco and Lola's matrimonial bed!</em> How cruel is that? Lola comes in and asks what's going on. <u>Prison</u>: As they have learned during their fire drills, the inmates all go out to the yard. Pove waves his red "<em>I'm in danger</em>" handkerchief to Lucas who is looking out from the infirmary. <u>Paco's House</u>: Mariano wakes up and the last thing he remembers is Portillo talking about Ruth. <em>Which doesn't make sense because Portillo did not appear until after Ruth was killed, and Mariano and Lola by then had already shared lots of kisses at the cemetery</em>. But whatever. Mariano says he has a headache (you think?) and is hungry. Seriously, how dumb is this show, or worse, how dumb do they think their viewers are? Is there such a thing as selective memory clean up? Do our brains organize and file our memories into little drawers with labels? Lola tells Paco not to tell Mariano what procedure he just underwent.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoBy8mCI4SuZ0OoUV8cogIDtOxwptfs9WbPnGtAKWay_I4vnl7QuK0IikcDVOtOYt_N7LhfWoBkFwoRf0HJBlV85W7Y6UwWaqxRHJgq0V16Xp4JTH5oCALdHIuUems4VXIo6TsLrBJpys/s400/PepSi6.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Prison</u>: All the inmates are in the courtyard with only about 2 guards to watch over them. <strong><em>Double GAH!</em></strong> And of course, the brilliant suits thought it is the best time to lead DL out - during a fire alarm and while most of the inmates are in out in the open (<em>outmates</em>?)! <em>Have I already said how dumb this show truly is?</em> One of Salazar's homies throws something at DL's head, which causes it to bleed. And then all the inmates start throwing stuff at DL & suits and they have to run to the waiting armored car transport. TOTAL CHAOS and perfect cover for Salazar, et.al. to walk out unnoticed. Lucas is now outside and ready to take Pove away when a fight breaks out which of course preoccupies Mr. Macho Iberico. A dirty prison guard leads Salazar, et. al. to escape and opens the gate for them just as Lucas catches up, quick staring match, then they all run away from the courtyard. <em>(Again, doesn't make sense. Homie just stabbed his buddy in cold blood with no provocation, and here's Lucas with a cast on his arm and about to crimp their escape, and he doesn't even try to pinch him?)</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZpTlbHslgdobv3ZyblPyrCtEj89BByOlUHqUI3E9gc2b999m-EVEt-0Xzpv6cBbafXp07NFKMklEXXwFCiPAMmTFTHlyM6bXCUEfjTlYevpgio4vs4TNc8S6JtyJxI_CwAENE-Abq00A/s400/PepSi3.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the lab, Silvia is taking Montoya's blood for testing.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: If you don’t relax, I’m not going to find your vein.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Let’s see, what’s this whole random drug test about?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The district attorney who’s handling my father’s case has ordered it because Portillo asked him to.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Portillo? Fuck!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Come on, relax.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: That’s all I needed!</em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;">[Silvia draws Montoya’s blood]</span></strong><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXgF3VafLexoPiEfTKp0ErBUBNkVT7dlneDYYGGgmzlKAKTSVceUsg3WfCQGjVoGaHfXdPR3_XFydmtJMTFrKH1D3tPSHwu-_NUNx47rwxryBx_wIp2sAMN58z-A3wwVoVB0yzAmT2FEE/s400/PepSi4.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Did I hurt you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: The first or the second time you broke up with me?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The prick, I meant.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: I will get over it… over the prick.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: No, Gongon, you are the prick here! <u>Piper's sarcasm to Translator's sarcasm</u>: What the #$%^ is "Gongon"?]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Hold that tight so you don’t get a bruise.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Ehhmmm… How are you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: How do you think I am…? Fine. Why?</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: After what happened with your… With our… baby… Lots of things have happened after that and we haven’t talked about anything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: [watery eyes] I feel fine </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: Somehow I don’t buy it!]</span><em>. Now all you have to worry about is yourself, all right? And if you need to talk or anything else, you just tell me.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Well, if it’s “something else”… maybe yes </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: He means sex]</span><em>.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, I’m being serious. I don’t think you’re fine and making stupid jokes won’t fix anything</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[</span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>Translator's swoon</u>: Super hot authoritarian line, lovely!]</span><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiax4jJTrE6U-NI76BJ4Zs2LsXqaue8GcGEtCvjqBNddTjDFTO8_MAblOaYQh_J0BCEebUTud2wwH2ZVvYVtfgDTggeX-qtC3gJXV9iA5r1O2yrULb33gsCHQbkDhRxWN5V6i7uT2ZPWKY/s400/PepSi5.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Gonzalo</u></strong>: Well, I AM fine. I am fabulous</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: I know fabulous doesn’t do justice to "<strong>de puta madre</strong>", but since he used it before in 4x04 I decided to make it his recurrent phrase, it’s called Translator’s decision-making power]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: You sure? Then why are your hands shaking?</em><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05b.jpg" /></a><br /></div>While Lucas, Pove, Salazar, Salazar's homie, and dirty prison cop are running away from the prison house, Sara is moping at home. Lola comes in to talk to her, and since she did not close the door, it's an open invitation for Paco to come in as well but Sara is still really angry about the whole Madagascar thing. Haha! <em>I have visions of Sara talking to </em><a href="http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/Madagascar_Melman_L.jpg"><em>Melman</em></a><em> and </em><a href="http://content7.flixster.com/photo/47/48/58/4748581_gal.jpg"><em>Alex</em></a><em>. </em>Paco gets a call to meet DL at the comisaria, Mariano is eating a jamon serrano bocadillo, and Lola sees an application to join the Cuerpo Nacional de Policia on Sara's bed.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05c.jpg" /></a><br /></div>At the comisaria, Montoya is lying naked in the shower, kinda fetal position, half crying, lost… Silvia draws the shower curtain and finds him lying there.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo! [shocked] Are you all right?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Ehmmmm… Sss… Yes, I am fine</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: sure you are…]</span> <em>I had just finished. Ehmmm… Your dad, is he all right? Is he coming here?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Yes, he is on his way. They’re going to make him give his deposition again in a couple of hours.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05d.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05d.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Well, it looks like everything’s better now.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Well, yes, everything’s going back to place </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's pervy comment</u>: He’s looking at her with a mixture of sadness and desire, I can’t tell]</span><em>. I’m gonna take my shower, okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Yeah, go ahead.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: … It’s just that I’ve performed four autopsies today and my body smells like the Anatómico Forense</em><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's note</u>: It’s a Spanish forensics institution where the important or relevant autopsies are performed, so not the nicest of scents!]</span> <em>Are you okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Yes, yes, I’m fine.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05e.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05e.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Still in the changing room. Silvia is taking a shower. Montoya… has a dirty mind! He draws the shower curtain, Silvia picks up her towel INSANELY SLOWLY – excuse me - and the Translator starts hyperventilating.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Hello… No… Are you not gonna ask me what was I doing lying there?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, I would love if you told me anything you have to tell me without me asking you. [Silvia removes some foam from Montoya’s hair] Come in</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's and Piper's reaction</u>: WTF?]</span><em>, you have shampoo all over your hair.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05f.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05f.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05g.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05g.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's observation</u>: Montoya goes in, Silvia rinses his hair – is it just me or this is a very weird sweet asexual scene?]</span><br /><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Silvia, those tests you were running before… are…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The attorney wants to know if you’re clean.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: What if I’m not?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Disciplinary action would be taken against you, and your statement in my father’s case would be rejected.</em><br /><br /><span style="color: #990000;"><strong>[They hug – very moving]</strong></span><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05h.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05h.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05i.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05i.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: blue;">(How hot is Silvia, really?)</span></em><br /><br /></div><u>House</u>: Lola is complaining about her daughter wanting to become a cop: she's already the daughter, wife, and sister of one. The last thing she wants is to be the mother of one as well. Sara hears all this, because apparently in Spain, it is socially acceptable to listen in to private conversations. After Sara goes out, Paco has the brilliant idea to get her to talk to his shrink. Mariano is ready to go back to his apartment about 5 steps away, thanks his hosts, and tells Lola, in a totally casual way, that she's looking beautiful.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05j.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05j.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: blue;">(Sorry, I couldn't stop making Silvia screen caps. How about her waterproof mascara, huh?)</span></em><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Prison</u>: Pove, Lucas, Salazar, et. al., are waiting out the riot inside the jail office. <u>Apartment</u>: Sara is outside when Aitor walks in to deliver an envelope for Paco. She again tries to rope Aitor back, telling him that they had something before the whole Madagascar thing, but Aitor is adamant that it is over. Sara cries because she's now single and the convent seems like a good place to mend her broken heart and broken ego.<br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2KMLUOiFoDV4Qq7yx_-6AtaWNIeuz8mC9Auz2xMBlqXnKeKl9zUBf9cqGlyArqiskcYlV8XFTDK15U4u0xGaMj4p8k8nsz5FyLPFmbR5pagYeXKtlGQujbsvA_IzuRDixkpSfJ0T_OE0/s400/PepSi11.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco and a junk-food laden Mariano walk into the precint, met by a freshly showered Silvia who will be wearing the same clothes in the next 3 episodes. <br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Silvia, did they bring your father already?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: We’re still waiting. What happened to you, Mariano?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Mariano</u></strong>: Nothing, just got a tiny cyst removed.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: But are you okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Mariano</u></strong>: Yeah, I’m fine.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Well, I’ll see you in a bit then.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Yeah, sure.</em><br /><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0alZ2UHjFJnrkNwCH_-wUZ7wCx3OvmZAygGyQJvavoZvi0gDvmE1Gmohqwr2Ynbm6elqxcHAxqzOskv793yU0NaNJi3Vll1E_9dRz3WbA2nI0ZJQgwjahmefjKEy0jIag2hlu0quE-XU/s400/PepSi12.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Jail</u>: Pove, Salazar, and Homie are now dressed as riot cops, but Lucas has no costume (so no trick or treating for you!). At the comisaria, Dr. Shrink is waiting for Paco at his office, really pissed, because he was interrupted at the Opera. He dumps Paco and is about to walk out when Paco tells him it is not for him but for his daughter who wants to be a cop. <em>Why does everything revolve around Sara? </em><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05k.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05k.jpg" /></a><br /></div>DL, in handcuffs, walks into the precint.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: [coming downstairs] Papa… How are you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Very well.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: What’s that in the back of your neck?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Nothing… I banged my head against the van door while getting in… I’m fine, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: You have bags under your eyes. Are they controlling your sugar levels?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Okay. You got your FG tests?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes, I got everything tested, FG, the Ph, everything. I am doing well, honey, very well.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR3gyXJZcJQgR67oF28tlSQhy6Vm54ntgXuxLgZPR9O2E1zL5jT0OQzzIgxUevc0mHx8MmKNK7V206M89MJ3iJiJmyn21vMP5nT1v1ATz16MfhDZwPxhS5Q-NaY8QMEaw9W6gfoRdU9m0/s400/PepSi13.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Don Lorenzo…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Povedilla…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: [to Rita] How is Sabinica doing?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: She’s very healthy.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: So yeah... Have you seen Povedilla?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: No, I haven’t seen him.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: And Lucas?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: They have just informed me that Lucas has been discharged and he’s not in the infirmary anymore. He’s with the rest of the inmates. And apparently there’s some sort of a riot in the backyard.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05l.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05l.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: They got a little nervous when they saw me leave. People in there get very sentimental with farewells</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: He cracks me up]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Captain, your lawyer is waiting for you in the interrogation room. And both the attorney and the judge are coming at 2130 to take your statement. If you don’t mind coming with me, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Portillo, do think this is necessary? [pointing at Don Lorenzo’s handcuffs]</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: I would like to take them off myself, but until the judge passes a different judgment, Captain Castro is still under protected custody. Those are the rules…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Do you want me to tell you where I shove your rules?</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: Is it a Captain thing to shove things up their santos cojones?]</span> <em>Do you want me to tell you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Paco, Paco, Paco… It’s all right. The Inspector is just fulfilling his obligations. Okay?</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05m.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05m.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Okay.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: C’mon, let’s go.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Papa…</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: She stops him, looks at him in the eye very tendery, lifts his arms and hugs him thru the handcuffs. Cheesy music in the back… Everybody joins the hug – I would say “this looks like a big Teletubbie gathering” if it wasn’t because I think it’s very moving.]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: [touched] You don’t know how thankful I am. You don’t know how much I’ve been longing to be back here with you all.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVQrhZ-JWhgrEvs4sqGzrsMfyGyK5JoDzLro8-icwAuZS1T5I8NwfDa_-q1DQgmq707bkp27oAyjzWT_pXTSNq8_zNMiFKcbdTWYUgzDlfYmap4Ug8vor4CeodT6coi301bQdyCC9l-4/s400/PepSi17.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><strong><u>Rest of the episode</u></strong>: Pove, et.al., are still trying to escape. Paco invites Dr. Shrink to his house for dinner and to talk to Sara. Paco applies reverse physochology and wishes Sara goodluck on her entrance exam, to Lola's chagrin. His phone rings about the riot at the prison ground and that some people have died. They rush back to the comisaria to monitor the situation.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mZj8FoIe_-gT7xYpr4nmFuJAa7DQtWIMP1BLuXLqoD7SNdv3Ff_hzBNWZ9vtWTJl_gNp1fbjtsyZOUlZgELReqYeILJton-35MdK9F2OEh5U1mqYgKKLe6_kphNTZ5yy1hiVk3OU_zk/s400/PepSi16.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Prison</u>: Pove and company manage to get out of one section of jail by pretending Lucas is a crazy felon and the rest of them are cops. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano goes to the breakroom and sees a cop we've never met before but it seems they know each other because they hug and chat and reminisce about their days at the academy; later, Strange Guy just ups and leaves. <u>House</u>: Lola and Sara are by the sink next to a rather good-looking leg of ham, and we learn that Lola thought about becoming a cop when she was 20 years old.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbeKHyfBNRjDPtDFMQLlMJJsYKEiigYM7Rhmwmk4Sjr6FD1W7lVZFoyGhyqL6Mw70ckALPM6Mv3GehkNQDILDfmVfLDh28fMWiTYqdh3IUswERHL2l7E4Bnp6i7ziWJgU0Eg4-wIzP5k/s400/PepSi14.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Jail</u>: Pove and company get to another prison wing and they go to a large rest room where Dirty Prison Cop has hidden guns etc. for Salazar and Homie and a reveals a secret door hidden by a toilet bowl. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano is called in to give his statement but since he has undergone a lobotomy, he doesn't remember a thing. At <strong>Shawshank Redemption</strong>, homie shoots Dirty Cop and was about to kill Lucas but he was over-powered and Lucas pretends to hold Pove hostage. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano totally screws up and renders DL's past statement null and void. Afterwards, Mariano is left in the Interrogation Room pondering what he couldn't remember when Paco and Strange Cop come in. After Paco walks out, Strange Cop yells at Mariano and tells him what he has tried to forget - that he's in love with Lola. He yells back and accuses his friend of lying, but the electrode marks on his head prove otherwise.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05n.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05n.jpg" /></a><br /></div><strong><em><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=PDDDC1H0">Watch clip in HD</a></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><u>Piper's Note</u>:</strong> If last episode was kick-ass Silvia, this one shows really HOT Silvia. <strong><em>Shower scene</em></strong>. Need I say more? Of course Montoya ruined an otherwise perfect scene, but we can imagine Pepa in his place, and the shower being the one at Paco's house... you know where I'm going with this. <br /><br />But it always breaks my heart when I see DL and Silvia - <em>how Silvia mothers him, a role she probably assumed after her mother died, how he adores her daughter in return</em> - and then I think about Ep 104 and I cannot imagine the pain DL must have been through, if he were a real feeling person. So I just pretend that 104 never happened and Pepa and Silvia are somewhere in Centre City, Philadelphia attending <a href="http://www.vidocq.org/">The Vidocq Society's</a> monthly symposium, and I will be meeting them for dinner later. Yeah, that's it.<br /><br /><em><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Laura Sanchez, Pepa, Silvia, Los Hombres de Paco, LHDP</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-53809959238556888912009-11-20T12:48:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.217-08:00Silvialogy 4x05<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PDDDC1H0"><strong>LHDP 4x05</strong></a><br /><br /><em><span style="color: #20124d;">By Dr. Pied Piper<br /></span></em><em><span style="color: #20124d;">(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</span></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #38761d;"><em>(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</em></span></strong><br /><br />The episode begins with Mariano getting ready to get his brain flushed. Dr. Lobotomy asks him if he's sure and they they proceed to vacuum out his bad memories. This freaky green light scans his face while he flashbacks to his memories with Lola in descending order, and then it's done.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzryG3K_9QGOkbRpTtPzNkbWTPsjhi5LfYWvvccBWk0BlVQN1NzyV0iit4F2wLqVuX2Kxdro9L7MKw2HQUBtc1q_1ZfmIWuJvepurKzjqCm0ZRD35TikMa55p3jBoyaiOAufV8JolosIg/s400/PepSi10.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the <u>penitentiary</u>, it is total chaos while the fire alarm is blaring. Lucas calls Sara. While the fire alarm in blaring very loudly. Because you know, if you're life is in danger and you need someone to talk to, you call your 18-year old ex-GF whom you stranded in Madagascar. <strong><em>GAH!</em></strong> And of course, she doesn't pick up. DL calmly gets dressed. After 3 tries, Sara reluctantly picks up the phone. Lucas thought that it was the best time to tell her why she ended up in Africa alone and that he knows she loves him as much as he loves her and he will wait for her forever. <strong><em>*Barf!*</em></strong> Sara cries and hangs up the phone. <em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Piper's snarky comment</u>: Yeah, yeah, I've heard the "forever line" before and I'm ready to decree that people should never ever be allowed to use the word "forever" in any context unless they absolutely know what they are talking about.]</span></em> Lucas hangs his head on the window all emo, while the sirens are blaring.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7oVbVxKgQTc1exi29wPDqEgFcAW9mu1RWc_Ik_a-k1lXwFNM8MQ9hdMajfXojRabRKIJ9YSdoDjhpwGnXBGxsAOTfo-hLYdMB7ENbVOX5M7x7bTMmfAQ7AqqDc4nF63g_4qJBCN6J0g/s400/PepSi8.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Paco's House</u>: Mariano is convalescing at Paco's house, while Paco watches over him. WTF? I guess there is no such thing as a clean break in San Antonio. <u>Prison</u>: Pove is being calmly led out of jail by Salazar and his homies. And since this is LHDP, DL and Lucas have an emo talk right then and there about Sara before DL too is sprung from jail by the suits. <u>Paco's House</u>: Paco is still watching Mariano and decides to call his long lost sister <strong>PEPA</strong> then hangs up on her<strong>.</strong> <em>Which I totally missed when I was editing the clip / episode, so my bad. But we've all seen that clip a million times before, right?</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBjPW0CrmrhH8_2EvQzSz35chw-YB9_zmdEoBaUeMaLz-fc9jVs3NVZ9GD0uPOUZ0PX7iENvxRUSyCE9pRPSe0amKOnhFIgJZoFKQxUXF0iqfcJQH314JShI_dwp6p2AfMaehRPyUKYBc/s400/Pepa1.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Pepa</u></strong>: Si? Who's this? Eh, sorry, but I can't hear you. Who are you? Si? Hola?</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPQloJ-jVnIBtzPSHNuiPO5B2XBbiNtqPMRpZOgn6UcLvKBaemxnklqgD6BROx-0k6s23339OFMi7cJfeULQaaFMu_RTQFGSzd-MSRJPurEAYiDwAb8vzpl8yoX4uI8ExvaEXgyzwR6JI/s400/Pepa2.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco hangs up and breathes into his paper bag again while Mariano sleeps on the bed. <em>Paco and Lola's matrimonial bed!</em> How cruel is that? Lola comes in and asks what's going on. <u>Prison</u>: As they have learned during their fire drills, the inmates all go out to the yard. Pove waves his red "<em>I'm in danger</em>" handkerchief to Lucas who is looking out from the infirmary. <u>Paco's House</u>: Mariano wakes up and the last thing he remembers is Portillo talking about Ruth. <em>Which doesn't make sense because Portillo did not appear until after Ruth was killed, and Mariano and Lola by then had already shared lots of kisses at the cemetery</em>. But whatever. Mariano says he has a headache (you think?) and is hungry. Seriously, how dumb is this show, or worse, how dumb do they think their viewers are? Is there such a thing as selective memory clean up? Do our brains organize and file our memories into little drawers with labels? Lola tells Paco not to tell Mariano what procedure he just underwent.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoBy8mCI4SuZ0OoUV8cogIDtOxwptfs9WbPnGtAKWay_I4vnl7QuK0IikcDVOtOYt_N7LhfWoBkFwoRf0HJBlV85W7Y6UwWaqxRHJgq0V16Xp4JTH5oCALdHIuUems4VXIo6TsLrBJpys/s400/PepSi6.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Prison</u>: All the inmates are in the courtyard with only about 2 guards to watch over them. <strong><em>Double GAH!</em></strong> And of course, the brilliant suits thought it is the best time to lead DL out - during a fire alarm and while most of the inmates are in out in the open (<em>outmates</em>?)! <em>Have I already said how dumb this show truly is?</em> One of Salazar's homies throws something at DL's head, which causes it to bleed. And then all the inmates start throwing stuff at DL & suits and they have to run to the waiting armored car transport. TOTAL CHAOS and perfect cover for Salazar, et.al. to walk out unnoticed. Lucas is now outside and ready to take Pove away when a fight breaks out which of course preoccupies Mr. Macho Iberico. A dirty prison guard leads Salazar, et. al. to escape and opens the gate for them just as Lucas catches up, quick staring match, then they all run away from the courtyard. <em>(Again, doesn't make sense. Homie just stabbed his buddy in cold blood with no provocation, and here's Lucas with a cast on his arm and about to crimp their escape, and he doesn't even try to pinch him?)</em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZpTlbHslgdobv3ZyblPyrCtEj89BByOlUHqUI3E9gc2b999m-EVEt-0Xzpv6cBbafXp07NFKMklEXXwFCiPAMmTFTHlyM6bXCUEfjTlYevpgio4vs4TNc8S6JtyJxI_CwAENE-Abq00A/s400/PepSi3.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>At the lab, Silvia is taking Montoya's blood for testing.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: If you don’t relax, I’m not going to find your vein.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Let’s see, what’s this whole random drug test about?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The district attorney who’s handling my father’s case has ordered it because Portillo asked him to.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Portillo? Fuck!</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Come on, relax.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: That’s all I needed!</em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;">[Silvia draws Montoya’s blood]</span></strong><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXgF3VafLexoPiEfTKp0ErBUBNkVT7dlneDYYGGgmzlKAKTSVceUsg3WfCQGjVoGaHfXdPR3_XFydmtJMTFrKH1D3tPSHwu-_NUNx47rwxryBx_wIp2sAMN58z-A3wwVoVB0yzAmT2FEE/s400/PepSi4.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Did I hurt you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: The first or the second time you broke up with me?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The prick, I meant.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: I will get over it… over the prick.</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: No, Gongon, you are the prick here! <u>Piper's sarcasm to Translator's sarcasm</u>: What the #$%^ is "Gongon"?]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Hold that tight so you don’t get a bruise.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Ehhmmm… How are you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: How do you think I am…? Fine. Why?</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: After what happened with your… With our… baby… Lots of things have happened after that and we haven’t talked about anything.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: [watery eyes] I feel fine </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: Somehow I don’t buy it!]</span><em>. Now all you have to worry about is yourself, all right? And if you need to talk or anything else, you just tell me.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Well, if it’s “something else”… maybe yes </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: He means sex]</span><em>.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, I’m being serious. I don’t think you’re fine and making stupid jokes won’t fix anything</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[</span><span style="color: #990000;"><u>Translator's swoon</u>: Super hot authoritarian line, lovely!]</span><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiax4jJTrE6U-NI76BJ4Zs2LsXqaue8GcGEtCvjqBNddTjDFTO8_MAblOaYQh_J0BCEebUTud2wwH2ZVvYVtfgDTggeX-qtC3gJXV9iA5r1O2yrULb33gsCHQbkDhRxWN5V6i7uT2ZPWKY/s400/PepSi5.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Gonzalo</u></strong>: Well, I AM fine. I am fabulous</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's comment</u>: I know fabulous doesn’t do justice to "<strong>de puta madre</strong>", but since he used it before in 4x04 I decided to make it his recurrent phrase, it’s called Translator’s decision-making power]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: You sure? Then why are your hands shaking?</em><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05b.jpg" /></a><br /></div>While Lucas, Pove, Salazar, Salazar's homie, and dirty prison cop are running away from the prison house, Sara is moping at home. Lola comes in to talk to her, and since she did not close the door, it's an open invitation for Paco to come in as well but Sara is still really angry about the whole Madagascar thing. Haha! <em>I have visions of Sara talking to </em><a href="http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/Madagascar_Melman_L.jpg"><em>Melman</em></a><em> and </em><a href="http://content7.flixster.com/photo/47/48/58/4748581_gal.jpg"><em>Alex</em></a><em>. </em>Paco gets a call to meet DL at the comisaria, Mariano is eating a jamon serrano bocadillo, and Lola sees an application to join the Cuerpo Nacional de Policia on Sara's bed.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05c.jpg" /></a><br /></div>At the comisaria, Montoya is lying naked in the shower, kinda fetal position, half crying, lost… Silvia draws the shower curtain and finds him lying there.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo! [shocked] Are you all right?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Ehmmmm… Sss… Yes, I am fine</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: sure you are…]</span> <em>I had just finished. Ehmmm… Your dad, is he all right? Is he coming here?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Yes, he is on his way. They’re going to make him give his deposition again in a couple of hours.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05d.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05d.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Well, it looks like everything’s better now.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Well, yes, everything’s going back to place </em><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's pervy comment</u>: He’s looking at her with a mixture of sadness and desire, I can’t tell]</span><em>. I’m gonna take my shower, okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Yeah, go ahead.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: … It’s just that I’ve performed four autopsies today and my body smells like the Anatómico Forense</em><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's note</u>: It’s a Spanish forensics institution where the important or relevant autopsies are performed, so not the nicest of scents!]</span> <em>Are you okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Yes, yes, I’m fine.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05e.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05e.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Still in the changing room. Silvia is taking a shower. Montoya… has a dirty mind! He draws the shower curtain, Silvia picks up her towel INSANELY SLOWLY – excuse me - and the Translator starts hyperventilating.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Hello… No… Are you not gonna ask me what was I doing lying there?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Gonzalo, I would love if you told me anything you have to tell me without me asking you. [Silvia removes some foam from Montoya’s hair] Come in</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's and Piper's reaction</u>: WTF?]</span><em>, you have shampoo all over your hair.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05f.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05f.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05g.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05g.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's observation</u>: Montoya goes in, Silvia rinses his hair – is it just me or this is a very weird sweet asexual scene?]</span><br /><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: Silvia, those tests you were running before… are…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: The attorney wants to know if you’re clean.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Montoya</u></strong>: What if I’m not?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Disciplinary action would be taken against you, and your statement in my father’s case would be rejected.</em><br /><br /><span style="color: #990000;"><strong>[They hug – very moving]</strong></span><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05h.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05h.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05i.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05i.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: blue;">(How hot is Silvia, really?)</span></em><br /><br /></div><u>House</u>: Lola is complaining about her daughter wanting to become a cop: she's already the daughter, wife, and sister of one. The last thing she wants is to be the mother of one as well. Sara hears all this, because apparently in Spain, it is socially acceptable to listen in to private conversations. After Sara goes out, Paco has the brilliant idea to get her to talk to his shrink. Mariano is ready to go back to his apartment about 5 steps away, thanks his hosts, and tells Lola, in a totally casual way, that she's looking beautiful.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05j.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05j.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: blue;">(Sorry, I couldn't stop making Silvia screen caps. How about her waterproof mascara, huh?)</span></em><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><u>Prison</u>: Pove, Lucas, Salazar, et. al., are waiting out the riot inside the jail office. <u>Apartment</u>: Sara is outside when Aitor walks in to deliver an envelope for Paco. She again tries to rope Aitor back, telling him that they had something before the whole Madagascar thing, but Aitor is adamant that it is over. Sara cries because she's now single and the convent seems like a good place to mend her broken heart and broken ego.<br /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2KMLUOiFoDV4Qq7yx_-6AtaWNIeuz8mC9Auz2xMBlqXnKeKl9zUBf9cqGlyArqiskcYlV8XFTDK15U4u0xGaMj4p8k8nsz5FyLPFmbR5pagYeXKtlGQujbsvA_IzuRDixkpSfJ0T_OE0/s400/PepSi11.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div>Paco and a junk-food laden Mariano walk into the precint, met by a freshly showered Silvia who will be wearing the same clothes in the next 3 episodes. <br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Silvia, did they bring your father already?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: We’re still waiting. What happened to you, Mariano?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Mariano</u></strong>: Nothing, just got a tiny cyst removed.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: But are you okay?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Mariano</u></strong>: Yeah, I’m fine.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Well, I’ll see you in a bit then.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Yeah, sure.</em><br /><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0alZ2UHjFJnrkNwCH_-wUZ7wCx3OvmZAygGyQJvavoZvi0gDvmE1Gmohqwr2Ynbm6elqxcHAxqzOskv793yU0NaNJi3Vll1E_9dRz3WbA2nI0ZJQgwjahmefjKEy0jIag2hlu0quE-XU/s400/PepSi12.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Jail</u>: Pove, Salazar, and Homie are now dressed as riot cops, but Lucas has no costume (so no trick or treating for you!). At the comisaria, Dr. Shrink is waiting for Paco at his office, really pissed, because he was interrupted at the Opera. He dumps Paco and is about to walk out when Paco tells him it is not for him but for his daughter who wants to be a cop. <em>Why does everything revolve around Sara? </em><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05k.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05k.jpg" /></a><br /></div>DL, in handcuffs, walks into the precint.<br /><blockquote><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: [coming downstairs] Papa… How are you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Very well.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: What’s that in the back of your neck?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Nothing… I banged my head against the van door while getting in… I’m fine, honey.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: You have bags under your eyes. Are they controlling your sugar levels?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Okay. You got your FG tests?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes, I got everything tested, FG, the Ph, everything. I am doing well, honey, very well.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR3gyXJZcJQgR67oF28tlSQhy6Vm54ntgXuxLgZPR9O2E1zL5jT0OQzzIgxUevc0mHx8MmKNK7V206M89MJ3iJiJmyn21vMP5nT1v1ATz16MfhDZwPxhS5Q-NaY8QMEaw9W6gfoRdU9m0/s400/PepSi13.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Don Lorenzo…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Yes…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Povedilla…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: [to Rita] How is Sabinica doing?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Rita</u></strong>: She’s very healthy.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: So yeah... Have you seen Povedilla?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: No, I haven’t seen him.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: And Lucas?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: They have just informed me that Lucas has been discharged and he’s not in the infirmary anymore. He’s with the rest of the inmates. And apparently there’s some sort of a riot in the backyard.</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05l.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05l.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: They got a little nervous when they saw me leave. People in there get very sentimental with farewells</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: He cracks me up]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: Captain, your lawyer is waiting for you in the interrogation room. And both the attorney and the judge are coming at 2130 to take your statement. If you don’t mind coming with me, please.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Portillo, do think this is necessary? [pointing at Don Lorenzo’s handcuffs]</em><br /><em><strong><u>Portillo</u></strong>: I would like to take them off myself, but until the judge passes a different judgment, Captain Castro is still under protected custody. Those are the rules…</em><br /><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Do you want me to tell you where I shove your rules?</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: Is it a Captain thing to shove things up their santos cojones?]</span> <em>Do you want me to tell you?</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: Paco, Paco, Paco… It’s all right. The Inspector is just fulfilling his obligations. Okay?</em><br /></blockquote><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05m.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05m.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><em><strong><u>Paco</u></strong>: Okay.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: C’mon, let’s go.</em><br /><em><strong><u>Silvia</u></strong>: Papa…</em> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: She stops him, looks at him in the eye very tendery, lifts his arms and hugs him thru the handcuffs. Cheesy music in the back… Everybody joins the hug – I would say “this looks like a big Teletubbie gathering” if it wasn’t because I think it’s very moving.]</span><br /><em><strong><u>Don Lorenzo</u></strong>: [touched] You don’t know how thankful I am. You don’t know how much I’ve been longing to be back here with you all.</em><br /></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVQrhZ-JWhgrEvs4sqGzrsMfyGyK5JoDzLro8-icwAuZS1T5I8NwfDa_-q1DQgmq707bkp27oAyjzWT_pXTSNq8_zNMiFKcbdTWYUgzDlfYmap4Ug8vor4CeodT6coi301bQdyCC9l-4/s400/PepSi17.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><strong><u>Rest of the episode</u></strong>: Pove, et.al., are still trying to escape. Paco invites Dr. Shrink to his house for dinner and to talk to Sara. Paco applies reverse physochology and wishes Sara goodluck on her entrance exam, to Lola's chagrin. His phone rings about the riot at the prison ground and that some people have died. They rush back to the comisaria to monitor the situation.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6mZj8FoIe_-gT7xYpr4nmFuJAa7DQtWIMP1BLuXLqoD7SNdv3Ff_hzBNWZ9vtWTJl_gNp1fbjtsyZOUlZgELReqYeILJton-35MdK9F2OEh5U1mqYgKKLe6_kphNTZ5yy1hiVk3OU_zk/s400/PepSi16.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Prison</u>: Pove and company manage to get out of one section of jail by pretending Lucas is a crazy felon and the rest of them are cops. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano goes to the breakroom and sees a cop we've never met before but it seems they know each other because they hug and chat and reminisce about their days at the academy; later, Strange Guy just ups and leaves. <u>House</u>: Lola and Sara are by the sink next to a rather good-looking leg of ham, and we learn that Lola thought about becoming a cop when she was 20 years old.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbeKHyfBNRjDPtDFMQLlMJJsYKEiigYM7Rhmwmk4Sjr6FD1W7lVZFoyGhyqL6Mw70ckALPM6Mv3GehkNQDILDfmVfLDh28fMWiTYqdh3IUswERHL2l7E4Bnp6i7ziWJgU0Eg4-wIzP5k/s400/PepSi14.jpg" yr="true" /><br /></div><u>Jail</u>: Pove and company get to another prison wing and they go to a large rest room where Dirty Prison Cop has hidden guns etc. for Salazar and Homie and a reveals a secret door hidden by a toilet bowl. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano is called in to give his statement but since he has undergone a lobotomy, he doesn't remember a thing. At <strong>Shawshank Redemption</strong>, homie shoots Dirty Cop and was about to kill Lucas but he was over-powered and Lucas pretends to hold Pove hostage. <u>Precint</u>: Mariano totally screws up and renders DL's past statement null and void. Afterwards, Mariano is left in the Interrogation Room pondering what he couldn't remember when Paco and Strange Cop come in. After Paco walks out, Strange Cop yells at Mariano and tells him what he has tried to forget - that he's in love with Lola. He yells back and accuses his friend of lying, but the electrode marks on his head prove otherwise.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x05n.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x05n.jpg" /></a><br /></div><strong><em><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=PDDDC1H0">Watch clip in HD</a></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><u>Piper's Note</u>:</strong> If last episode was kick-ass Silvia, this one shows really HOT Silvia. <strong><em>Shower scene</em></strong>. Need I say more? Of course Montoya ruined an otherwise perfect scene, but we can imagine Pepa in his place, and the shower being the one at Paco's house... you know where I'm going with this. <br /><br />But it always breaks my heart when I see DL and Silvia - <em>how Silvia mothers him, a role she probably assumed after her mother died, how he adores her daughter in return</em> - and then I think about Ep 104 and I cannot imagine the pain DL must have been through, if he were a real feeling person. So I just pretend that 104 never happened and Pepa and Silvia are somewhere in Centre City, Philadelphia attending <a href="http://www.vidocq.org/">The Vidocq Society's</a> monthly symposium, and I will be meeting them for dinner later. Yeah, that's it.<br /><br /><em><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Laura Sanchez, Pepa, Silvia, Los Hombres de Paco, LHDP</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-88859266975744701092009-11-19T01:52:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.719-08:00"I Am a Gun and I Am Loaded"<span style="font-weight: bold;">"The best shot in San Antonio."</span> This is a phrase that has been used to describe Pepa and with good reason. In Pepa's first scene with Silvia she landed six bullets dead center in the shooting gallery, and in S8 we learned exactly how proficient Pepa is with a gun - she has "a 9/10 accuracy in long distance shooting." But a gun is not just a weapon to Pepa; it is so much more than that to her. Pepa knows her gun so well that it has become an extension of her body and a metaphor for her personality.<br /><br />In S7, Pepa gives Curtis some tips in the shooting gallery, and you can tell by her advice and they way that she talks about it that a gun is something she understands as well as any part of her body. Pepa knows that your center of gravity is important when preparing to fire a gun. She knows that you have to hold the handle with a firm grip while you have it pointed at your target. And she knows that "you have to let the barrel dance a little" before you fire the gun.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUaxy2YvHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8EJjzmUFh8o/s1600/Ep.+91+-+Fruta+fresca.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756370493946994" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUaxy2YvHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8EJjzmUFh8o/s400/Ep.+91+-+Fruta+fresca.JPG" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /></a>A gun is a dangerous weapon. It might look like a cool, fun "toy" but that doesn't change the fact that it contains bullets which can cause some serious bodily harm. Thus, one of the things you should keep in mind when handling a gun is to always assume that it is loaded. The same can be said for Pepa. As I stated in a previous lecture, it's Pepa's warm smile and fun personality that draws people to her. But that doesn't change the fact that behind that warm smile lies a bad-ass, gun-wielding fighter who won't hesitate to harm you should you try to harm those she loves. "Jota" saw this for himself when Pepa pointed her gun straight at his head and demanded to know where Paco's meeting with Bravante was being held, and two mafiosos saw this for a second before Pepa took them out with her rifle on her wedding day when they tried to breach the house.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUa9iP0LlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yT_rl7po18w/s1600/Ep.+100+-+Heroes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756572195630674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUa9iP0LlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yT_rl7po18w/s400/Ep.+100+-+Heroes.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>When handling a gun, you should always keep your finger off the trigger until you're ready to shoot. In other words, don't pull the trigger unless you mean it. Because once you do pull the trigger, a chain of events occurs that you can't stop. The hammer drops forward, striking the firing pin, which strikes the primer (aka the explosive cap) of the bullet. This ignites the gunpowder inside the bullet, causing an explosion that propels the bullet out of the barrel at a high speed towards its target.<br /><br />Pepa operates in a manner very similar to a gun when fired. In other words, once Pepa's "trigger" is pulled, you better pray you're not her intended target. During Pepa's first assignment in San Antonio - the bogus stakeout with Silvia - an arrogant guy learned this first hand. He triggered Pepa's anger by refusing to "get lost" when she told him to and, instead, continued to taunt her with inappropriate sexual comments. Her temper ignited when he decided to moon Pepa and Silvia, and Pepa exploded. She was no longer concerned about her assignment. Her target was that guy, and if Silvia hadn't intervened Pepa might've done more than teach him a lesson on how to properly talk to a lady.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbJLlyoOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z0r19xanFhY/s1600/Ep.+65+-+Vivir+tapando.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756772272218338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbJLlyoOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z0r19xanFhY/s400/Ep.+65+-+Vivir+tapando.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 222px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 296px;" /></a>Pepa is very much like the guns she's always seen carrying in her holster, so you always have to assume that she's loaded. El Gordo made a huge mistake when he attacked Pepa's family and killed her bride, because in doing so, he pulled the trigger on a loaded gun. And like a bullet that's been shot out of the barrel of a gun, come S9 Pepa will (hopefully) be traveling at a high rate of speed towards her target - El Gordo - and I, for one, wouldn't want to be an obstacle in her way. I mean, would you want to be in the way of this:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbRJcBnNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wvHojv76FYo/s1600/Ep.+102+-+Vengo+con+tres+heridas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756909133339858" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbRJcBnNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wvHojv76FYo/s400/Ep.+102+-+Vengo+con+tres+heridas.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>I didn't think so. Because you don't mess with "the best shot in San Antonio" and get away with it - she'll take you down.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kalike</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*The title for this lecture is based on lyrics from the song "<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=A0HOZI3X"><strong>Loaded Gun</strong></a>" by Hednoize.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-37791362517269767482009-11-19T01:52:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.228-08:00"I Am a Gun and I Am Loaded"<span style="font-weight: bold;">"The best shot in San Antonio."</span> This is a phrase that has been used to describe Pepa and with good reason. In Pepa's first scene with Silvia she landed six bullets dead center in the shooting gallery, and in S8 we learned exactly how proficient Pepa is with a gun - she has "a 9/10 accuracy in long distance shooting." But a gun is not just a weapon to Pepa; it is so much more than that to her. Pepa knows her gun so well that it has become an extension of her body and a metaphor for her personality.<br /><br />In S7, Pepa gives Curtis some tips in the shooting gallery, and you can tell by her advice and they way that she talks about it that a gun is something she understands as well as any part of her body. Pepa knows that your center of gravity is important when preparing to fire a gun. She knows that you have to hold the handle with a firm grip while you have it pointed at your target. And she knows that "you have to let the barrel dance a little" before you fire the gun.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUaxy2YvHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8EJjzmUFh8o/s1600/Ep.+91+-+Fruta+fresca.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756370493946994" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUaxy2YvHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8EJjzmUFh8o/s400/Ep.+91+-+Fruta+fresca.JPG" style="display: block; height: 224px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /></a>A gun is a dangerous weapon. It might look like a cool, fun "toy" but that doesn't change the fact that it contains bullets which can cause some serious bodily harm. Thus, one of the things you should keep in mind when handling a gun is to always assume that it is loaded. The same can be said for Pepa. As I stated in a previous lecture, it's Pepa's warm smile and fun personality that draws people to her. But that doesn't change the fact that behind that warm smile lies a bad-ass, gun-wielding fighter who won't hesitate to harm you should you try to harm those she loves. "Jota" saw this for himself when Pepa pointed her gun straight at his head and demanded to know where Paco's meeting with Bravante was being held, and two mafiosos saw this for a second before Pepa took them out with her rifle on her wedding day when they tried to breach the house.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUa9iP0LlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yT_rl7po18w/s1600/Ep.+100+-+Heroes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756572195630674" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUa9iP0LlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yT_rl7po18w/s400/Ep.+100+-+Heroes.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>When handling a gun, you should always keep your finger off the trigger until you're ready to shoot. In other words, don't pull the trigger unless you mean it. Because once you do pull the trigger, a chain of events occurs that you can't stop. The hammer drops forward, striking the firing pin, which strikes the primer (aka the explosive cap) of the bullet. This ignites the gunpowder inside the bullet, causing an explosion that propels the bullet out of the barrel at a high speed towards its target.<br /><br />Pepa operates in a manner very similar to a gun when fired. In other words, once Pepa's "trigger" is pulled, you better pray you're not her intended target. During Pepa's first assignment in San Antonio - the bogus stakeout with Silvia - an arrogant guy learned this first hand. He triggered Pepa's anger by refusing to "get lost" when she told him to and, instead, continued to taunt her with inappropriate sexual comments. Her temper ignited when he decided to moon Pepa and Silvia, and Pepa exploded. She was no longer concerned about her assignment. Her target was that guy, and if Silvia hadn't intervened Pepa might've done more than teach him a lesson on how to properly talk to a lady.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbJLlyoOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z0r19xanFhY/s1600/Ep.+65+-+Vivir+tapando.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756772272218338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbJLlyoOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/z0r19xanFhY/s400/Ep.+65+-+Vivir+tapando.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 222px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 296px;" /></a>Pepa is very much like the guns she's always seen carrying in her holster, so you always have to assume that she's loaded. El Gordo made a huge mistake when he attacked Pepa's family and killed her bride, because in doing so, he pulled the trigger on a loaded gun. And like a bullet that's been shot out of the barrel of a gun, come S9 Pepa will (hopefully) be traveling at a high rate of speed towards her target - El Gordo - and I, for one, wouldn't want to be an obstacle in her way. I mean, would you want to be in the way of this:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbRJcBnNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wvHojv76FYo/s1600/Ep.+102+-+Vengo+con+tres+heridas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405756909133339858" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YlgmB27X3W0/SwUbRJcBnNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wvHojv76FYo/s400/Ep.+102+-+Vengo+con+tres+heridas.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>I didn't think so. Because you don't mess with "the best shot in San Antonio" and get away with it - she'll take you down.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">kalike</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*The title for this lecture is based on lyrics from the song "<a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=A0HOZI3X"><strong>Loaded Gun</strong></a>" by Hednoize.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-72721370876801295902009-11-18T10:58:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.734-08:00BMF'S FOOD COLUMN<span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">Chicken Enchiladas</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX5pBYV6ncV7KXhso8cWp5rXXCtGvIXwesQ4qrM40lN9uH31V-2vAthmCRMHsrVHoaKGFW8oEgljFDTN-6tLmGHgN3kdz6mSUYmZKhvXIboqe6v-UGVFhNqRPSJ4mQA0rXcy11HT6j1vi/s1600/enchiladas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405526701418579794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX5pBYV6ncV7KXhso8cWp5rXXCtGvIXwesQ4qrM40lN9uH31V-2vAthmCRMHsrVHoaKGFW8oEgljFDTN-6tLmGHgN3kdz6mSUYmZKhvXIboqe6v-UGVFhNqRPSJ4mQA0rXcy11HT6j1vi/s400/enchiladas.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /></a><br /></div><span style="color: black;">Some of you may ask me, "Why are you teaching us to cook so much random mexican food BMF?" and my reply is always the same. I don't see the point in lecturing if my students are not going to pay attention. I know for a fact that chicken enchiladas are a staple diet for most members of my class and no matter how much I disapprove of Mexican food, I can't deny that it has a special place in many people's hearts. I also get quite hot and bothered writing about it and my red hot tiger temper (what does that even mean?!) comes out to play which is always fun!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">BMF'S top five reasons for making chicken enchiladas</span><br /><ol><li><span style="color: black;">Sexy time (because lets face it, fiery finger food is the way to a woman's heart)</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">Everytime I think of Mexican food, I think of </span><span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">Silvia</span><span style="color: black;"> swigging a Corona, and boy can that girl swig! When her lips wrap around the top of that glass bottle, I pray to the heavens that one day I will be reincarnated as a beer.</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">They are saucy, meaning sauce gets everywhere and anywhere and that's hot.</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">They are spicy, get your taste buds tingling, your heart beating faster...</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">see point 1.</span></li></ol><blockquote><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;"><b><span style="color: #6600cc;">Ingredients</span></b><br /></span><br /><ul><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 small onion, chopped</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Vegetable oil</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 small cloves garlic, minced</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 14.5-ounce can tomatoes, preferably fire-roasted if you can get it</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 Tbsp red chili powder</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 teaspoon sugar</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1/2 cup to a cup of water</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 12 corn tortillas</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Grapeseed oil, peanut oil or canola oil - a high smoke point vegetable oil</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2-3 cups of cooked chicken, shredded or chopped</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Salt</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 cups grated cheese (about 1/3 lb)</span></li></ul><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;"> <br /><b><span style="color: #6600cc;">Method</span></b><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Preheat the oven to 350°F (<span style="font-weight: bold;">the same temperature you would expect to be if you were getting frisked in a parking lot)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: black;"> <span style="color: #6600cc;">Prepare the sauce. Sauté the onions in a skillet on medium heat until translucent. Add the garlic after a couple of minutes. While the onions are cooking, purée the canned tomatoes in a blender. Add the tomatoes to the onions and garlic. Bring to a low simmer. Start adding the chili powder to taste(</span><span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"> I add a LOT because I love spicy food</span><span style="color: #6600cc;">).Add a teaspoon of sugar( </span><span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;">or get Silvia to dip her finger in it</span><span style="color: #6600cc;">) if necessary to cut down on the acid from the tomatoes.As the sauce simmers, dilute it with water to keep it from getting too thick as it simmers. Remove from heat.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Mix in 1/4 cup of the sauce with the cooked chicken, and a 1/4 cup of the cheese. Sprinkle with a little salt. Set aside.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Heat up the tortillas by either frying them (for those with a super fast metabolism like <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kalike</span>) or putting them in the microwave. I like frying them because I love fat and I am not ashamed to say it!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Assemble the enchiladas. Use an 8x12 inch baking dish. Place a couple spoonfuls of the chicken mixture in the center of a tortilla and roll it up. Place in the baking dish and repeat until all dozen of your tortillas are neatly placed in rows in the casserole dish. Cover the tortillas rolls with the remaining sauce.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Sprinkle with the remaining grated cheese.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Place in the oven and cook for 10 minutes, or until cheese is bubbly.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;">Serve with thinly sliced iceberg lettuce that has been seasoned with vinegar and salt (no oil), guacamole or</span><span style="color: #6600cc;"> avocado slices, and sour cream. Garnish with Jalepenos!</span></span><br /></blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-12919800508754868762009-11-18T10:58:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.236-08:00BMF'S FOOD COLUMN<span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">Chicken Enchiladas</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX5pBYV6ncV7KXhso8cWp5rXXCtGvIXwesQ4qrM40lN9uH31V-2vAthmCRMHsrVHoaKGFW8oEgljFDTN-6tLmGHgN3kdz6mSUYmZKhvXIboqe6v-UGVFhNqRPSJ4mQA0rXcy11HT6j1vi/s1600/enchiladas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405526701418579794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjX5pBYV6ncV7KXhso8cWp5rXXCtGvIXwesQ4qrM40lN9uH31V-2vAthmCRMHsrVHoaKGFW8oEgljFDTN-6tLmGHgN3kdz6mSUYmZKhvXIboqe6v-UGVFhNqRPSJ4mQA0rXcy11HT6j1vi/s400/enchiladas.jpg" style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /></a><br /></div><span style="color: black;">Some of you may ask me, "Why are you teaching us to cook so much random mexican food BMF?" and my reply is always the same. I don't see the point in lecturing if my students are not going to pay attention. I know for a fact that chicken enchiladas are a staple diet for most members of my class and no matter how much I disapprove of Mexican food, I can't deny that it has a special place in many people's hearts. I also get quite hot and bothered writing about it and my red hot tiger temper (what does that even mean?!) comes out to play which is always fun!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">BMF'S top five reasons for making chicken enchiladas</span><br /><ol><li><span style="color: black;">Sexy time (because lets face it, fiery finger food is the way to a woman's heart)</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">Everytime I think of Mexican food, I think of </span><span style="color: black; font-weight: bold;">Silvia</span><span style="color: black;"> swigging a Corona, and boy can that girl swig! When her lips wrap around the top of that glass bottle, I pray to the heavens that one day I will be reincarnated as a beer.</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">They are saucy, meaning sauce gets everywhere and anywhere and that's hot.</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">They are spicy, get your taste buds tingling, your heart beating faster...</span></li><li><span style="color: black;">see point 1.</span></li></ol><blockquote><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;"><b><span style="color: #6600cc;">Ingredients</span></b><br /></span><br /><ul><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 small onion, chopped</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Vegetable oil</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 small cloves garlic, minced</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 14.5-ounce can tomatoes, preferably fire-roasted if you can get it</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 Tbsp red chili powder</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1 teaspoon sugar</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 1/2 cup to a cup of water</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 12 corn tortillas</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Grapeseed oil, peanut oil or canola oil - a high smoke point vegetable oil</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2-3 cups of cooked chicken, shredded or chopped</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> Salt</span></li><li style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> 2 cups grated cheese (about 1/3 lb)</span></li></ul><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;"> <br /><b><span style="color: #6600cc;">Method</span></b><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Preheat the oven to 350°F (<span style="font-weight: bold;">the same temperature you would expect to be if you were getting frisked in a parking lot)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: black;"> <span style="color: #6600cc;">Prepare the sauce. Sauté the onions in a skillet on medium heat until translucent. Add the garlic after a couple of minutes. While the onions are cooking, purée the canned tomatoes in a blender. Add the tomatoes to the onions and garlic. Bring to a low simmer. Start adding the chili powder to taste(</span><span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;"> I add a LOT because I love spicy food</span><span style="color: #6600cc;">).Add a teaspoon of sugar( </span><span style="color: #6600cc; font-weight: bold;">or get Silvia to dip her finger in it</span><span style="color: #6600cc;">) if necessary to cut down on the acid from the tomatoes.As the sauce simmers, dilute it with water to keep it from getting too thick as it simmers. Remove from heat.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Mix in 1/4 cup of the sauce with the cooked chicken, and a 1/4 cup of the cheese. Sprinkle with a little salt. Set aside.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Heat up the tortillas by either frying them (for those with a super fast metabolism like <span style="font-weight: bold;">Kalike</span>) or putting them in the microwave. I like frying them because I love fat and I am not ashamed to say it!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Assemble the enchiladas. Use an 8x12 inch baking dish. Place a couple spoonfuls of the chicken mixture in the center of a tortilla and roll it up. Place in the baking dish and repeat until all dozen of your tortillas are neatly placed in rows in the casserole dish. Cover the tortillas rolls with the remaining sauce.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Sprinkle with the remaining grated cheese.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc;">Place in the oven and cook for 10 minutes, or until cheese is bubbly.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6600cc; font-style: italic;">Serve with thinly sliced iceberg lettuce that has been seasoned with vinegar and salt (no oil), guacamole or</span><span style="color: #6600cc;"> avocado slices, and sour cream. Garnish with Jalepenos!</span></span><br /></blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-26852758823951651322009-11-17T04:25:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.768-08:00PepSi Soul<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Soul mates</b></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="color: #38761d; text-align: right;"><i>The soul should always stand ajar<br />Ready to welcome the ecstatic experience<br />- Emily Dickinson</i><br /></div><br />The writers of LHDP had given us minimum information about Pepa’s and Silvia’s first encounter. We know about the commotion Pepa caused at Sara’s first Communion when she kissed Silvia. Unfortunately we don’t know how strong their friendship was and how long it lasted.<br /><br />When Pepa returned to San Antonio after 8 years we witnessed something special. The heartwarming look Silvia gave Pepa when she saw her at the shooting gallery was a glance of remembering the past they shared. Pepa recognized the same look when she smiled at Silvia. The unspoken connection between these two women was noticeably strong and powerful.<br /><br />Pepa’s feelings for Silvia had never changed. She was still in love with the redhead. Although Pepa has had numerous male and female lovers, she never felt so comfortable, and at ease with herself as when she was with Silvia. It broke her heart when Silvia broke up with her after Pepa had her moment of weakness with Aitor. It felt like her heart was ripped out and the invisible ties between them were severed. She missed her partner, her lover and her soul mate. Pepa gave clear signals she wanted Silvia back in her life. Not being able to talk, laugh, cry, kiss, or make love with her Pelirroja was too hard to endure.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJugrOmRye6sXaLu39cOZhOvEYXo-iuEsclUgvPy3YHI4bGgfmIe0aQNxg17LDFcOJ7_cswnwnUyRdGcq98XPNwZ3Q8poykLFEJXRfaEDCDEf6dfwGBVYs4T6xJBnb_sI8DNIfWelyKZE/s400/shooter+like+you.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Most of all, she missed the emotional connection the two of them shared. The way they looked at each other was enough to know what was on the other person’s mind. A bond based on mutual unconditional love can last forever.<br /><br />The men in Silvia's life had not been able to satisfy her emotional needs. We know Silvia and Lucas had a pretty good sex life. With Marques and Montoya she didn’t have orgasms. We can safely assume that sex with Pepa was fantastic, it was evident from the look of lust and love on Silvia's face. Silvia found temporary happiness with Lucas but had to let him go when she wrongly assumed that he was cheating on her. This is when her marriage to Lucas started to crumble.<br /><br />Marques was the rebound guy. In Angie’s earlier lecture on Montoya and his relationship with Silvia it’s made clear Montoya wanted more than Silvia was prepared to give. Then Pepa came back to San Antonio and Silvia finally found love. Through Pepa she found her inner self. Her love for Pepa was so strong that she couldn’t fight it any longer and admitted to her family and friends that Pepa was the person she has been looking for. Unfortunately Silvia’s death has disconnected the earthly bond with Pepa. But one day, I believe, they will be reunited.<br /><br />I believe Pepa and Silvia were destined to be together. To me they were soul mates. It’s not a coincidence when you meet your other half. A soul mate loves you unconditionally and will be there for you without needing to be asked. It is a connection that has no boundaries, no restrictions, and no obligations. There is only mutual understanding and respect.<br /><br />Here are two women, two souls, whose bond and connection is so strong, that they become one. I believe there’s a soul mate for all of us in this world. If you haven’t met yours yet, open your heart and your soul mate will come to you. This poem sums up all my feelings for my soul mate.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><div style="color: #990000;"><b><i>Eternal Soul Mates </i></b><br /></div><i>by Lisa Teller<br /></i><br /><em>You are the one,</em><br /><em>with whom I'm destined to be,</em><br /><em>across space and time,</em><br /><em>you are drawn to me,</em><br /><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><em>soul mates forever throughout eternity,</em><br /><em>In past lives I have loved you,</em><br /><em>In this life I love you too,</em><br /><br /><em>And I know if I shall live again,</em><br /><em>I am destined to love you,</em><br /><em>across space and time, you are drawn to me,</em><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><br /><em>Soul mates forever throughout eternity,</em><br /><em>I know I'll always find you where ever you are,</em><br /><em>No matter the consequence,</em><br /><em>No matter how far,</em><br /><br /><em>Even in death I shall love you more,</em><br /><em>to fuel my search to find you,</em><br /><em>so we shall love once more,</em><br /><em>across space and time, you are drawn to me</em><br /><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><em>Soul mates forever throughout eternity.</em><br /></blockquote></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-51746796029254223812009-11-17T04:25:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.252-08:00PepSi Soul<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Soul mates</b></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="color: #38761d; text-align: right;"><i>The soul should always stand ajar<br />Ready to welcome the ecstatic experience<br />- Emily Dickinson</i><br /></div><br />The writers of LHDP had given us minimum information about Pepa’s and Silvia’s first encounter. We know about the commotion Pepa caused at Sara’s first Communion when she kissed Silvia. Unfortunately we don’t know how strong their friendship was and how long it lasted.<br /><br />When Pepa returned to San Antonio after 8 years we witnessed something special. The heartwarming look Silvia gave Pepa when she saw her at the shooting gallery was a glance of remembering the past they shared. Pepa recognized the same look when she smiled at Silvia. The unspoken connection between these two women was noticeably strong and powerful.<br /><br />Pepa’s feelings for Silvia had never changed. She was still in love with the redhead. Although Pepa has had numerous male and female lovers, she never felt so comfortable, and at ease with herself as when she was with Silvia. It broke her heart when Silvia broke up with her after Pepa had her moment of weakness with Aitor. It felt like her heart was ripped out and the invisible ties between them were severed. She missed her partner, her lover and her soul mate. Pepa gave clear signals she wanted Silvia back in her life. Not being able to talk, laugh, cry, kiss, or make love with her Pelirroja was too hard to endure.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJugrOmRye6sXaLu39cOZhOvEYXo-iuEsclUgvPy3YHI4bGgfmIe0aQNxg17LDFcOJ7_cswnwnUyRdGcq98XPNwZ3Q8poykLFEJXRfaEDCDEf6dfwGBVYs4T6xJBnb_sI8DNIfWelyKZE/s400/shooter+like+you.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Most of all, she missed the emotional connection the two of them shared. The way they looked at each other was enough to know what was on the other person’s mind. A bond based on mutual unconditional love can last forever.<br /><br />The men in Silvia's life had not been able to satisfy her emotional needs. We know Silvia and Lucas had a pretty good sex life. With Marques and Montoya she didn’t have orgasms. We can safely assume that sex with Pepa was fantastic, it was evident from the look of lust and love on Silvia's face. Silvia found temporary happiness with Lucas but had to let him go when she wrongly assumed that he was cheating on her. This is when her marriage to Lucas started to crumble.<br /><br />Marques was the rebound guy. In Angie’s earlier lecture on Montoya and his relationship with Silvia it’s made clear Montoya wanted more than Silvia was prepared to give. Then Pepa came back to San Antonio and Silvia finally found love. Through Pepa she found her inner self. Her love for Pepa was so strong that she couldn’t fight it any longer and admitted to her family and friends that Pepa was the person she has been looking for. Unfortunately Silvia’s death has disconnected the earthly bond with Pepa. But one day, I believe, they will be reunited.<br /><br />I believe Pepa and Silvia were destined to be together. To me they were soul mates. It’s not a coincidence when you meet your other half. A soul mate loves you unconditionally and will be there for you without needing to be asked. It is a connection that has no boundaries, no restrictions, and no obligations. There is only mutual understanding and respect.<br /><br />Here are two women, two souls, whose bond and connection is so strong, that they become one. I believe there’s a soul mate for all of us in this world. If you haven’t met yours yet, open your heart and your soul mate will come to you. This poem sums up all my feelings for my soul mate.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><div style="color: #990000;"><b><i>Eternal Soul Mates </i></b><br /></div><i>by Lisa Teller<br /></i><br /><em>You are the one,</em><br /><em>with whom I'm destined to be,</em><br /><em>across space and time,</em><br /><em>you are drawn to me,</em><br /><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><em>soul mates forever throughout eternity,</em><br /><em>In past lives I have loved you,</em><br /><em>In this life I love you too,</em><br /><br /><em>And I know if I shall live again,</em><br /><em>I am destined to love you,</em><br /><em>across space and time, you are drawn to me,</em><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><br /><em>Soul mates forever throughout eternity,</em><br /><em>I know I'll always find you where ever you are,</em><br /><em>No matter the consequence,</em><br /><em>No matter how far,</em><br /><br /><em>Even in death I shall love you more,</em><br /><em>to fuel my search to find you,</em><br /><em>so we shall love once more,</em><br /><em>across space and time, you are drawn to me</em><br /><br /><em>One love, one life, we are destined to be,</em><br /><em>Soul mates forever throughout eternity.</em><br /></blockquote></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-86092805208171087502009-11-15T13:34:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.788-08:00Silvialogy 4x04 - 100th Post!<b><a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=9IF43VWA">LHDP 4x04</a></b><br /><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">By Dr. Pied Piper </span></i><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</span></i><br /><br /><b><i><span style="color: #38761d;">(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</span></i></b><br /><br />Paco is overwhelmed with his life: Mariano and Lola, the precint (since he's acting comisario), the Salazar case - among others. His shrink has been very patient, but one too many phone calls and he's fast approaching <i>pest</i> status. After a particularly violent nightmare where he finds Lola in bed with Mariano whom he ends up shooting, he called for a "meeting" among the 3 of them (remember, Mariano lives next door). At the kitchen table, he gives them <i>their freedom</i> but Lola vehemently professes that she never loved Mariano and she only loves her husband, and they end up hugging and kissing. Mariano is heartbroken and silently walks away. Paco visits Lucas and Pove in jail: Pove wants to go home and Lucas takes this jailhouse visit as a <i>good opportunity</i> to tell Paco that Sara broke up with him. <b><i>**Barf!!!**</i></b> Curtis is back at work. Montoya is drunk and unshaven and interrupts the daily briefing. Silvia comes in to tell Paco that the Interpol wants an update on the undercover jail mission and they have already called 6 times. There's just something so sexy about the way Silvia says "<i>interpol</i>". <b><i>*swoon*</i></b><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFW4ax_z4dWceKl7Ic1wRcgUtJuT4-FoELT4y21TS7VQFu-hC65SfeUfaJFt4A2DL68xy8XLXDE1Fc8BGSzY7r0WrIWgH-olNmCZaX0uo2L_iOwU6fH5ipU6I6hmOVrfpw48-7uC8a2Qw/s400/4x4a.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She also asks if Mariano is coming to work that day - which he isn't after being handed his mutilated heart on a silver platter. He is already in consultation with Dr. Lobotomy to drill into his brain so he can forget Lola.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i></i></b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfgweF5t7PX9-yRU_eFQNZeEW6VwFG63BpL14LdGAHJDvNdzRFTzzfLY4YGClFrwcJGXMc9Jj7ZQpMMnhg1SJgFDixaDxVh6WJsvqN94TBzWVZZDL-8BYoG5d_A77H0zJBcPVQZlNCK4/s400/4x4b.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Silvia asks Gonzalo what's going on, because he obviously hasn't seen a razor or a shower, for that matter.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: “Is there something wrong, Gonzalo?”</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Gonzalo</u></b>: “What? With me? No, not at all, I’m fabulous…”</i> <span style="color: #990000;"><u>[Translator's Reaction</u>: LOL!]</span><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04b.jpg" /></a><br /></div>As Silvia turns around, Rita is there with Sabina. Silvia immediately tenses up.<br /><blockquote><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Inspector, can I have a minute, please? I wanted to apologise for what I said the other day</i> <span style="color: #990000;"><u>[Translator's snide remark</u>: It's about time!]<i>.</i></span><i> I was very nervous about the baby, and I lost it. I said very nasty things.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: It’s all right. But how could you even think that I wanted to steal your baby?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04c.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: I know, I know. It was the maternal instinct, and since my maternal instinct is from Murcia</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note</u>: People from <b>Murcia</b> are notorious for being quite rude and thick – Rita is the best example; she’s lovely, but not especially bright. It’s a hilarious line, btw]</span>… <i>it’s a bit coarse. That was it.</i><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04d.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04d.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: And, you know what? Sabinica asked me if you would like to be her Godmother at her baptism.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Really?</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Yes.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: I would love to be her Godmother, Rita.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Thanks very much, thank you.</i><br /></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04e.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04e.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04f.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04f.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Rita and Silvia seal the deal with a kiss. On the cheeks. Silvia's phone rings and she excuses herself to take the call.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04g.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04g.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mariano is already signing the consent to undergo the brain procedure. Povedilla is panicking in jail and wants to go home. Lucas wants him to break his (Lucas) arm so he can go to the infirmary where DL is. Montoya is still hammered, unshaven, and sleeping on his desk. When Portillo comes around, the Pacos pretend that they're having a celebration for Curtis' return to justify Montoya's <i>slushiness</i> - he's supposed to give his statement to Portillo that day. Lucas and DL fight in the infirmary because Lucas accuses DL of wallowing in self-pity and not defending himself against his accusers. With Lucas on DL duty, Salazar becomes Pove's new cellmate. <i>Huh???</i> He and one of Pove's rapists want to test his <i>hacking skills</i> (which are non-existent). To prepare Montoya for his statement, the Pacos give him a cold shower, ply him with black coffee, and get him a new suit. Rita volunteers to give the first statement to buy Montoya some time; she hands Paco the baby. Silvia comes in to update Paco on Pove's <i>situation</i>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04h.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04h.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco!</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco! Povedilla called, he was very nervous. He said he managed to establish a contact with Salazar, but that he asked him to pass a test: he’s got to hack all security codes of the Jefatura Superior de Policía</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: the bigger bosses, the central, pretty much]</span><i>, tonight.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Fuck… Tonight? Well, we need to bring Povedilla here asap to prepare the mission, all right, Silvia?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Okay.</i> (Silvia looks at Sabinica adoringly)<br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04i.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04i.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Aitor (with Carlota) and Pignoise Boy are playing foosball at Cachis when Sara comes in. Aitor is being an ass (with good reason!) and asks Sara why she's there. Uhm, her mother owns the place, dickhead! Verbal duel between the 2 which then becomes a foosball match. Pove is sprung up from jail and is at the comisaria to get his <i>hacking crash course</i>. Silvia and IT lady are there to help him.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04j.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04j.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Here we are. Look, she is the head of the Unidad de Delitos Informáticos de la Central</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note:</u> The IT experts in the police]</span><br /></div><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: Nice to meet you.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Everything’s gonna be all right, you’ll see. Everything is under control.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: No, excuse me, Inspector, that is not right. You have nothing under control. Nothing.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You only need to digit several access codes that she’s gonna give you…</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04k.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04k.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: What the hell, what codes? Inspector, please, what are you saying? I can barely use Word, Excel and Minesweeper, and only user level… I have no idea… I know nothing about routes, or keys, or encrypting… no, no idea…</i><br /></div><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: Calm down, take it easy. It’s a fake. We have created a URM</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Oh, she created a URM [with irony]</i><br /><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: A User (?) Remote Monitorisation </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's smart ass comment</u>: oh, that is very helpful, thanks]</span><i>, that you can access easily. You only need to memorize seven steps. Let’s see. Step one, you log on the computer. There will be RC4 trojan. Tell him you have developed it yourself. Step two, log on as an administrator. Step three, click on the icon Jefatura. Step four, enter the directory Jefatura, folder number 4. It’s called Dirección General de Seguridad. Step 5, you press Alt + F7 + V and then Enter</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: Oh yeah, nerdy lady, it’s so easy. Pove’s fuck’s-sake face is evident and he starts having flashbacks].</span> <i>Did you hear me? Alt + F7 + V and then Enter. Then the Trojan will be in the system</i> <br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Pove flashbacks]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: ENOUGH! Enough, it’s over… I’m not doing this. By step 6, this guy has burnt me alive.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Calm down, Povedilla.</i><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04l.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04l.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Do you see me nervous, Inspectora?</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: No, not at all, Pove, you look very chilled out]</span><i> Maybe I’m nervous cause that man has a thing for bonfires… Maybe that’s why I’m nervous… Maybe I’m nervous because that dude has already burnt a man alive in there… Maybe I’m nervous cause he walks about all day with a fucking lighter in his hand… Maybe that’s why I’m nervous, Inspector!</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: But that man is being watched constantly, Povedilla.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: But… what do you know about prison? What? That dude walks about wherever the fuck he wants. That dude… burns people alive. That dude changes his cell like he changes his underpants – and in his fucking cell he has a laptop with a GPS connection. And that’s what that dude does in jail.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You are the only one who can do this, Povedilla. We cannot infiltrate another hacker in jail.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Well that’s a pity. It’s a pity, Inspector. Because I’m not going back in there, I swear I don’t. You can call the Ministry of Interior, the State Secretary and you can kick me out of the force. But I swear to God I am not coming back in.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04m.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04m.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The foosball "tournament" between Aitor and Sara is underway at Cachis. Sara ends up winning, but she tells Aitor not to feel bad because she's been playing since she was 8 years old. Mariano is in his office pondering his incoming lobotomy. Rita is in the interrogation room with Portillo, giving her <i><b>non-statement</b> (basically, she was just chatting him up)</i>, but doing her best to buy time for Montoya to sober up. The Interpol guys decided to show up because Paco hasn't been taking their calls. Paco goes to see Montoya in the locker room, who confesses that he is an alcoholic. Silvia comes in to tell him they have a problem with Pove. All the while, Paco is holding Sabinica while he dashes from one part of the precint to another, for maximum comedic effect. <i><span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Piper's misguided righteousness</u>: Shame on you, Globomedia! That baby is NOT a prop!)</span></i><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04o.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04o.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Is there anything wrong?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: No, nothing. Everything’s fine. What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco, we have a very serious problem with Povedilla. And Lola. She’s waiting for you in the office, she’s out of her mind and she doesn’t want to tell me what’s wrong.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Lola?</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Outside the locker room]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: In which office? Your father’s?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Yes.</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Inspector, Inspector, Inspector…</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Wait, hold on, two minutes, please…</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04p.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04p.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">With the interpol guys on his trail, Paco goes to see Lola who is worried about DL, takes a call from Lucas to tell him about his fight with DL at the jail's infirmary, and finds Mariano making notes and tapes to help him remember after he gets his lobotomy. And all the while, Sabinica is such a good baby... not fussing or crying or anything. <i>If there's such a category as Best TV Baby @ the Goyas, Sabinica would have won it, pampers down.</i><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04q.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04q.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You have to talk to Povedilla NOW. We GOT a problem.</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: A problem, yeah.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: And a very serious one.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: A very serious problem, yeah. Stop recording right now, Mariano, and don’t move from here until I’m back, all right? Okay, please, Mariano, please.</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Interpol guys stop them]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>DeGaulle</u></b>: Can we start the meeting, sil vu plait?</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Yes, yes, sí me plé </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translater's reaction</u>: Pretend French - TOO funny!]</span><i>. But you’re gonna have to excuse me for a second *</i><span style="color: #990000;">sniffs… poo?</span><i>*… A quick minute.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04r.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04r.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Montoya stops him]</span></b><br /><br /></div><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: Boss!</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: I’m ready to give my statement.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Good, are you sure? Really? And what the hell is that? [notices a label hanging from Montoya’s blazer] Take this off, man! Let’s see, your breath </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: Montoya opens his mouth, all stinking of gin, I guess]</span><i>. Blugh, God, the baby. Victoline [gives him a pill].</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: Paco, I’m probably not done making mistakes, but if I fall, I will rise up again.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Come on, let’s go.</i><br /><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: C’mon, boss!</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: [chasing them, coming from the other side of the stairs] But Paco, Povedilla is here!</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: Hahaha very funny!]</span><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04s.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04s.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Rita succeeds in buying time for Montoya who comes into the Interrogation room sober and decently dressed.<br /></div><blockquote><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Mr Portillo, we have Inspector Montoya here, ready to give his statement.</i><br /><i><b><u>Portillo</u></b>: It’s okay, let him in.</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: Inspector.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Thanks.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco, come on, Povedilla, for God’s sake…</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Silvia, just a minute.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04t.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04t.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Paco hands the baby back to Rita and continues his trek all around the comisaria with Silvia in tow. Along the way, he meets many different characters. Not really, just the interpol guys.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: INTERIM CAPTAIN!!!!</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: I have my doubts here, because I’ve seen a lot of <i>comisario </i>written around, but that it’s for civil uses –a ‘comisario’ is either a captain or a superintendent]</span><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Erhmmmm… Mister Smith, Monsieur DeGaulle… three minutes,…. Two, two… One… Come on…</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: I DEMAND an immediate urgent meeting with your superiors, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">He finally gets to Povedilla. <br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Fuck the Englishman’s temper… What’s wrong, Povedilla? What’s wrong?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: I don’t want to go back to jail, Inspector, that’s the matter. I am not going back in. That’s full of crazy bastards, people who don’t give a shit about anything, who wouldn’t mind kicking you to death or burn you alive in your bed, and I’m not going back in.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Let’s see, Povedilla. I understand your apprehension, and I understand who difficult this mission is, but you’re in a prison, it’s all under control, and that place is safer than it seems.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Safer than it seems? Can you two leave for a second, please?</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Pove tells Paco he’s been raped in prison. They both cry]</span></b><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04v.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04v.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Interpol guys barge into the room demanding an audience with Paco.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ve been chasing you for two days now. I demand an immediate update on the mission.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: There is no mission, it’s been cancelled. From now on, any investigation on the Salazar case is suspended.</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Who? Who ordered that?</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: I did. I ordered that. It’s over. Full stop.</i><br /></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">At Cachis, Sara is still trying to loop in Aitor but he brings Carlota with him, to show her that he's over her. FOR NOW. And then I really don't care what they say, so I fast- forwarded. Back at the comisaria, Rita comes to talk to Paco about Pove.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Inspector [noises, back chat]. Give me a second. Excuse me. I know I may not be the best to ask you to explain anything to me, but I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you cancelled Jose Luís’s undercover mission, I don’t know, you don’t trust him?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: No. No, yes, I mean, it’s not that. It’s not that I don’t trust him. He is just not ready for it. Not yet, Rita.</i><br /><div style="border: medium none;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: But he’s been working his socks off here for two years. He’s given it all in every mission. Do you not remember when he was stuck in the coffin with the Chinese dude? Don’t you remember? And when he was buried? And when he got the boob job?</i><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: seriously, Pove, you have the most surrealistic CV in the whole Spanish Police force!]</span> <i>I don’t know, but I haven’t heard him complain about anything, or having</i> <i>second thoughts about being a policeman. How can you say he’s not ready?</i><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrarKu6lcSgslnbPWvtf9kZ3qdgaTMmLo7kBeW-B-YBX0stY-MD8uMR_Jm3SDUgf8uzesZKwwmqoiuU6QH82VJHoPlICXEUskiIW2OJQIMS5Y7NBLrqUuKSgUwf_awOmWtmii2fojXh8M/s400/4x4c.jpg" /><br /></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Rita, stop it. Povedilla is not ready, and he cannot handle this mission. Full stop, all right?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: How can you say full stop? Can you not see that he’s been through tons of things that none of us would ever have the balls to do ourselves? I am responsible for this unit. I’m telling you, Inspector Miranda, that we’re not talking about a simple pawn. No, we’re talking about a professional, we are talking about a Señor Policía</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: A total professional],</span> <i>boss.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Come on, Inspector, let him show you. Because Jose Luís at first looks very weak, but then he is very brave, deep inside of him, he’s very brave. And I think he deserves an opportunity like everybody else. And furthermore, Sabinica knows it. I tell her every night that her dad is in jail but that when he’s out, he’s gonna be a hero</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: "<i>Se va a coronar"</i> – often used by Paco and Mariano. Literally means to crown yourself, which would roughly mean to do something right and with style. Very LHDP]</span><i> [talking to Sabina] Yeah, you know that, mommy tells you, doesn’t she? Yeah? He’s gonna be the best, you know.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: I’m sorry, Rita. It just can’t happen, sorry.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Inspector. I want to go on. I want you to reconsider your decision.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Povedilla, no.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Yes, Inspector, yes. Erhhhh, we have already contacted him, I have an hour to memorize what the expert tells me, and I really want to do it. To pick myself up from the floor and do it. If I don’t do it, no one’s gonna do it for me, and you know that. Inspector, trust me, all right?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04u.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04u.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sara and Aitor are talking at Cachis. Sara tells him that Lucas is the love of her life; Aitor listens teary-eyed. <i>What is it with mother-daughter smacking their admirers in this episode?</i> Carlota smacks Sara back by telling her that she doesn't like Sara for her brother. At the comisaria, Paco acquiesces and allows Pove to assume his undercover mission. Tender moment between Pove, Rita, and Sabinica.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Jose Luís, so then we go through the steps again, we only have an hour.</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Just a second.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: I’m sorry, you have to go back in. Sorry, Rita.</i><br /></blockquote>Montoya is giving his statement and relieving the day that Ruth died. DL, at the jail infirmary with Lucas, is also having flashbacks, so he calls a nurse, writes his involvement in the Uriarte case and basically declares that he is ready to defend himself, as Lucas proudly looks on. The Interpol guys finally get their audience with Paco, but Lola comes in to give Paco the good news (about DL's <i>jailhouse conversion</i>), and they do a happy dance. Mariano is missing and Lola and Paco want to look for him, then Montoya comes in and hugs Paco because his meeting with Portillo <i>was a success</i>. De Gaulle and Smith realize that Paco won't have time for them that day. After the Spaniards left, the 2 interpol guys look at each other and sigh, resigned - "<b><i>España</i></b>". In jail, Pove "passes the test" so Salazar wants to take him. His homies start a fire to induce chaos and facilitate their escape.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04w.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;"><b><i><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=9IF43VWA">Watch clip in HD</a></i></b><br /></div></div><div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;">What else can I add? Silvia rocks in this episode. Paco is Paco - despite himself, he always wants to do the right thing. This is one of the better LHDP episodes, because it is actually funny and it perfectly and seemlessly segues from drama to comedy and vice versa. Overall, I still wouldn't want these bumbling cops to protect me or patrol my neighborhood, but I would gladly attend their party and hang out with them, because they have each other's back.<br /></div></div><div style="border: medium none; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;"><i><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Los Hombres de Paco, Silvia Castro</span></i><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-69923074790958238552009-11-15T13:34:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.269-08:00Silvialogy 4x04 - 100th Post!<b><a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=9IF43VWA">LHDP 4x04</a></b><br /><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">By Dr. Pied Piper </span></i><br /><i><span style="color: #351c75;">(with translations and smart ass comments by Dr. Bekelauer)</span></i><br /><br /><b><i><span style="color: #38761d;">(If you want to watch the episode without downloading it, the link is at the end of the post)</span></i></b><br /><br />Paco is overwhelmed with his life: Mariano and Lola, the precint (since he's acting comisario), the Salazar case - among others. His shrink has been very patient, but one too many phone calls and he's fast approaching <i>pest</i> status. After a particularly violent nightmare where he finds Lola in bed with Mariano whom he ends up shooting, he called for a "meeting" among the 3 of them (remember, Mariano lives next door). At the kitchen table, he gives them <i>their freedom</i> but Lola vehemently professes that she never loved Mariano and she only loves her husband, and they end up hugging and kissing. Mariano is heartbroken and silently walks away. Paco visits Lucas and Pove in jail: Pove wants to go home and Lucas takes this jailhouse visit as a <i>good opportunity</i> to tell Paco that Sara broke up with him. <b><i>**Barf!!!**</i></b> Curtis is back at work. Montoya is drunk and unshaven and interrupts the daily briefing. Silvia comes in to tell Paco that the Interpol wants an update on the undercover jail mission and they have already called 6 times. There's just something so sexy about the way Silvia says "<i>interpol</i>". <b><i>*swoon*</i></b><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFW4ax_z4dWceKl7Ic1wRcgUtJuT4-FoELT4y21TS7VQFu-hC65SfeUfaJFt4A2DL68xy8XLXDE1Fc8BGSzY7r0WrIWgH-olNmCZaX0uo2L_iOwU6fH5ipU6I6hmOVrfpw48-7uC8a2Qw/s400/4x4a.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She also asks if Mariano is coming to work that day - which he isn't after being handed his mutilated heart on a silver platter. He is already in consultation with Dr. Lobotomy to drill into his brain so he can forget Lola.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b><i></i></b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSfgweF5t7PX9-yRU_eFQNZeEW6VwFG63BpL14LdGAHJDvNdzRFTzzfLY4YGClFrwcJGXMc9Jj7ZQpMMnhg1SJgFDixaDxVh6WJsvqN94TBzWVZZDL-8BYoG5d_A77H0zJBcPVQZlNCK4/s400/4x4b.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Silvia asks Gonzalo what's going on, because he obviously hasn't seen a razor or a shower, for that matter.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: “Is there something wrong, Gonzalo?”</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Gonzalo</u></b>: “What? With me? No, not at all, I’m fabulous…”</i> <span style="color: #990000;"><u>[Translator's Reaction</u>: LOL!]</span><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04b.jpg" /></a><br /></div>As Silvia turns around, Rita is there with Sabina. Silvia immediately tenses up.<br /><blockquote><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Inspector, can I have a minute, please? I wanted to apologise for what I said the other day</i> <span style="color: #990000;"><u>[Translator's snide remark</u>: It's about time!]<i>.</i></span><i> I was very nervous about the baby, and I lost it. I said very nasty things.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: It’s all right. But how could you even think that I wanted to steal your baby?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04c.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: I know, I know. It was the maternal instinct, and since my maternal instinct is from Murcia</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note</u>: People from <b>Murcia</b> are notorious for being quite rude and thick – Rita is the best example; she’s lovely, but not especially bright. It’s a hilarious line, btw]</span>… <i>it’s a bit coarse. That was it.</i><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04d.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04d.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: And, you know what? Sabinica asked me if you would like to be her Godmother at her baptism.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Really?</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Yes.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: I would love to be her Godmother, Rita.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Thanks very much, thank you.</i><br /></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04e.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04e.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04f.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04f.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Rita and Silvia seal the deal with a kiss. On the cheeks. Silvia's phone rings and she excuses herself to take the call.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04g.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04g.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mariano is already signing the consent to undergo the brain procedure. Povedilla is panicking in jail and wants to go home. Lucas wants him to break his (Lucas) arm so he can go to the infirmary where DL is. Montoya is still hammered, unshaven, and sleeping on his desk. When Portillo comes around, the Pacos pretend that they're having a celebration for Curtis' return to justify Montoya's <i>slushiness</i> - he's supposed to give his statement to Portillo that day. Lucas and DL fight in the infirmary because Lucas accuses DL of wallowing in self-pity and not defending himself against his accusers. With Lucas on DL duty, Salazar becomes Pove's new cellmate. <i>Huh???</i> He and one of Pove's rapists want to test his <i>hacking skills</i> (which are non-existent). To prepare Montoya for his statement, the Pacos give him a cold shower, ply him with black coffee, and get him a new suit. Rita volunteers to give the first statement to buy Montoya some time; she hands Paco the baby. Silvia comes in to update Paco on Pove's <i>situation</i>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04h.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04h.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco!</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco! Povedilla called, he was very nervous. He said he managed to establish a contact with Salazar, but that he asked him to pass a test: he’s got to hack all security codes of the Jefatura Superior de Policía</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: the bigger bosses, the central, pretty much]</span><i>, tonight.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Fuck… Tonight? Well, we need to bring Povedilla here asap to prepare the mission, all right, Silvia?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Okay.</i> (Silvia looks at Sabinica adoringly)<br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04i.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04i.jpg" /></a><br /></div>Aitor (with Carlota) and Pignoise Boy are playing foosball at Cachis when Sara comes in. Aitor is being an ass (with good reason!) and asks Sara why she's there. Uhm, her mother owns the place, dickhead! Verbal duel between the 2 which then becomes a foosball match. Pove is sprung up from jail and is at the comisaria to get his <i>hacking crash course</i>. Silvia and IT lady are there to help him.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04j.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04j.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Here we are. Look, she is the head of the Unidad de Delitos Informáticos de la Central</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's Note:</u> The IT experts in the police]</span><br /></div><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: Nice to meet you.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Everything’s gonna be all right, you’ll see. Everything is under control.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: No, excuse me, Inspector, that is not right. You have nothing under control. Nothing.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You only need to digit several access codes that she’s gonna give you…</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04k.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04k.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: What the hell, what codes? Inspector, please, what are you saying? I can barely use Word, Excel and Minesweeper, and only user level… I have no idea… I know nothing about routes, or keys, or encrypting… no, no idea…</i><br /></div><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: Calm down, take it easy. It’s a fake. We have created a URM</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Oh, she created a URM [with irony]</i><br /><i><b><u>IT Lady</u></b>: A User (?) Remote Monitorisation </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's smart ass comment</u>: oh, that is very helpful, thanks]</span><i>, that you can access easily. You only need to memorize seven steps. Let’s see. Step one, you log on the computer. There will be RC4 trojan. Tell him you have developed it yourself. Step two, log on as an administrator. Step three, click on the icon Jefatura. Step four, enter the directory Jefatura, folder number 4. It’s called Dirección General de Seguridad. Step 5, you press Alt + F7 + V and then Enter</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: Oh yeah, nerdy lady, it’s so easy. Pove’s fuck’s-sake face is evident and he starts having flashbacks].</span> <i>Did you hear me? Alt + F7 + V and then Enter. Then the Trojan will be in the system</i> <br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Pove flashbacks]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: ENOUGH! Enough, it’s over… I’m not doing this. By step 6, this guy has burnt me alive.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Calm down, Povedilla.</i><br /></blockquote></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04l.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04l.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Do you see me nervous, Inspectora?</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's sarcasm</u>: No, not at all, Pove, you look very chilled out]</span><i> Maybe I’m nervous cause that man has a thing for bonfires… Maybe that’s why I’m nervous… Maybe I’m nervous because that dude has already burnt a man alive in there… Maybe I’m nervous cause he walks about all day with a fucking lighter in his hand… Maybe that’s why I’m nervous, Inspector!</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: But that man is being watched constantly, Povedilla.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: But… what do you know about prison? What? That dude walks about wherever the fuck he wants. That dude… burns people alive. That dude changes his cell like he changes his underpants – and in his fucking cell he has a laptop with a GPS connection. And that’s what that dude does in jail.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You are the only one who can do this, Povedilla. We cannot infiltrate another hacker in jail.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Well that’s a pity. It’s a pity, Inspector. Because I’m not going back in there, I swear I don’t. You can call the Ministry of Interior, the State Secretary and you can kick me out of the force. But I swear to God I am not coming back in.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04m.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04m.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The foosball "tournament" between Aitor and Sara is underway at Cachis. Sara ends up winning, but she tells Aitor not to feel bad because she's been playing since she was 8 years old. Mariano is in his office pondering his incoming lobotomy. Rita is in the interrogation room with Portillo, giving her <i><b>non-statement</b> (basically, she was just chatting him up)</i>, but doing her best to buy time for Montoya to sober up. The Interpol guys decided to show up because Paco hasn't been taking their calls. Paco goes to see Montoya in the locker room, who confesses that he is an alcoholic. Silvia comes in to tell him they have a problem with Pove. All the while, Paco is holding Sabinica while he dashes from one part of the precint to another, for maximum comedic effect. <i><span style="color: #990000;">(<u>Piper's misguided righteousness</u>: Shame on you, Globomedia! That baby is NOT a prop!)</span></i><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04o.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04o.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Is there anything wrong?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: No, nothing. Everything’s fine. What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco, we have a very serious problem with Povedilla. And Lola. She’s waiting for you in the office, she’s out of her mind and she doesn’t want to tell me what’s wrong.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Lola?</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Outside the locker room]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: In which office? Your father’s?</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Yes.</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Inspector, Inspector, Inspector…</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Wait, hold on, two minutes, please…</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04p.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04p.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">With the interpol guys on his trail, Paco goes to see Lola who is worried about DL, takes a call from Lucas to tell him about his fight with DL at the jail's infirmary, and finds Mariano making notes and tapes to help him remember after he gets his lobotomy. And all the while, Sabinica is such a good baby... not fussing or crying or anything. <i>If there's such a category as Best TV Baby @ the Goyas, Sabinica would have won it, pampers down.</i><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04q.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04q.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: You have to talk to Povedilla NOW. We GOT a problem.</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: A problem, yeah.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: And a very serious one.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: A very serious problem, yeah. Stop recording right now, Mariano, and don’t move from here until I’m back, all right? Okay, please, Mariano, please.</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Interpol guys stop them]</span></b><br /><br /><i><b><u>DeGaulle</u></b>: Can we start the meeting, sil vu plait?</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Yes, yes, sí me plé </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translater's reaction</u>: Pretend French - TOO funny!]</span><i>. But you’re gonna have to excuse me for a second *</i><span style="color: #990000;">sniffs… poo?</span><i>*… A quick minute.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04r.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04r.jpg" /></a><br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Montoya stops him]</span></b><br /><br /></div><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: Boss!</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: What?</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: I’m ready to give my statement.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Good, are you sure? Really? And what the hell is that? [notices a label hanging from Montoya’s blazer] Take this off, man! Let’s see, your breath </i><span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: Montoya opens his mouth, all stinking of gin, I guess]</span><i>. Blugh, God, the baby. Victoline [gives him a pill].</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: Paco, I’m probably not done making mistakes, but if I fall, I will rise up again.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Come on, let’s go.</i><br /><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: C’mon, boss!</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: [chasing them, coming from the other side of the stairs] But Paco, Povedilla is here!</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's reaction</u>: Hahaha very funny!]</span><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04s.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04s.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Rita succeeds in buying time for Montoya who comes into the Interrogation room sober and decently dressed.<br /></div><blockquote><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Mr Portillo, we have Inspector Montoya here, ready to give his statement.</i><br /><i><b><u>Portillo</u></b>: It’s okay, let him in.</i><br /><i><b><u>Montoya</u></b>: Inspector.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Thanks.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Paco, come on, Povedilla, for God’s sake…</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Silvia, just a minute.</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04t.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04t.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Paco hands the baby back to Rita and continues his trek all around the comisaria with Silvia in tow. Along the way, he meets many different characters. Not really, just the interpol guys.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: INTERIM CAPTAIN!!!!</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: I have my doubts here, because I’ve seen a lot of <i>comisario </i>written around, but that it’s for civil uses –a ‘comisario’ is either a captain or a superintendent]</span><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Erhmmmm… Mister Smith, Monsieur DeGaulle… three minutes,…. Two, two… One… Come on…</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: I DEMAND an immediate urgent meeting with your superiors, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">He finally gets to Povedilla. <br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Fuck the Englishman’s temper… What’s wrong, Povedilla? What’s wrong?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: I don’t want to go back to jail, Inspector, that’s the matter. I am not going back in. That’s full of crazy bastards, people who don’t give a shit about anything, who wouldn’t mind kicking you to death or burn you alive in your bed, and I’m not going back in.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Let’s see, Povedilla. I understand your apprehension, and I understand who difficult this mission is, but you’re in a prison, it’s all under control, and that place is safer than it seems.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Safer than it seems? Can you two leave for a second, please?</i><br /><br /><b><span style="color: #990000;">[Pove tells Paco he’s been raped in prison. They both cry]</span></b><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04v.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04v.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The Interpol guys barge into the room demanding an audience with Paco.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ve been chasing you for two days now. I demand an immediate update on the mission.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: There is no mission, it’s been cancelled. From now on, any investigation on the Salazar case is suspended.</i><br /><i><b><u>Smith</u></b>: Who? Who ordered that?</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: I did. I ordered that. It’s over. Full stop.</i><br /></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: left;">At Cachis, Sara is still trying to loop in Aitor but he brings Carlota with him, to show her that he's over her. FOR NOW. And then I really don't care what they say, so I fast- forwarded. Back at the comisaria, Rita comes to talk to Paco about Pove.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Inspector [noises, back chat]. Give me a second. Excuse me. I know I may not be the best to ask you to explain anything to me, but I don’t understand. I don’t understand why you cancelled Jose Luís’s undercover mission, I don’t know, you don’t trust him?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: No. No, yes, I mean, it’s not that. It’s not that I don’t trust him. He is just not ready for it. Not yet, Rita.</i><br /><div style="border: medium none;"><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: But he’s been working his socks off here for two years. He’s given it all in every mission. Do you not remember when he was stuck in the coffin with the Chinese dude? Don’t you remember? And when he was buried? And when he got the boob job?</i><span style="color: #990000;"> [<u>Translator's snide remark</u>: seriously, Pove, you have the most surrealistic CV in the whole Spanish Police force!]</span> <i>I don’t know, but I haven’t heard him complain about anything, or having</i> <i>second thoughts about being a policeman. How can you say he’s not ready?</i><br /></div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrarKu6lcSgslnbPWvtf9kZ3qdgaTMmLo7kBeW-B-YBX0stY-MD8uMR_Jm3SDUgf8uzesZKwwmqoiuU6QH82VJHoPlICXEUskiIW2OJQIMS5Y7NBLrqUuKSgUwf_awOmWtmii2fojXh8M/s400/4x4c.jpg" /><br /></div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="border: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Rita, stop it. Povedilla is not ready, and he cannot handle this mission. Full stop, all right?</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Curtis</u></b>: How can you say full stop? Can you not see that he’s been through tons of things that none of us would ever have the balls to do ourselves? I am responsible for this unit. I’m telling you, Inspector Miranda, that we’re not talking about a simple pawn. No, we’re talking about a professional, we are talking about a Señor Policía</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: A total professional],</span> <i>boss.</i><br /><i><b><u>Rita</u></b>: Come on, Inspector, let him show you. Because Jose Luís at first looks very weak, but then he is very brave, deep inside of him, he’s very brave. And I think he deserves an opportunity like everybody else. And furthermore, Sabinica knows it. I tell her every night that her dad is in jail but that when he’s out, he’s gonna be a hero</i> <span style="color: #990000;">[<u>Translator's note</u>: "<i>Se va a coronar"</i> – often used by Paco and Mariano. Literally means to crown yourself, which would roughly mean to do something right and with style. Very LHDP]</span><i> [talking to Sabina] Yeah, you know that, mommy tells you, doesn’t she? Yeah? He’s gonna be the best, you know.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: I’m sorry, Rita. It just can’t happen, sorry.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Inspector. I want to go on. I want you to reconsider your decision.</i><br /><i><b><u>Paco</u></b>: Povedilla, no.</i><br /><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Yes, Inspector, yes. Erhhhh, we have already contacted him, I have an hour to memorize what the expert tells me, and I really want to do it. To pick myself up from the floor and do it. If I don’t do it, no one’s gonna do it for me, and you know that. Inspector, trust me, all right?</i><br /></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://s558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/?action=view&current=Silvia4x04u.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04u.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Sara and Aitor are talking at Cachis. Sara tells him that Lucas is the love of her life; Aitor listens teary-eyed. <i>What is it with mother-daughter smacking their admirers in this episode?</i> Carlota smacks Sara back by telling her that she doesn't like Sara for her brother. At the comisaria, Paco acquiesces and allows Pove to assume his undercover mission. Tender moment between Pove, Rita, and Sabinica.<br /></div><blockquote><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: Jose Luís, so then we go through the steps again, we only have an hour.</i><br /></div><i><b><u>Pove</u></b>: Just a second.</i><br /><i><b><u>Silvia</u></b>: I’m sorry, you have to go back in. Sorry, Rita.</i><br /></blockquote>Montoya is giving his statement and relieving the day that Ruth died. DL, at the jail infirmary with Lucas, is also having flashbacks, so he calls a nurse, writes his involvement in the Uriarte case and basically declares that he is ready to defend himself, as Lucas proudly looks on. The Interpol guys finally get their audience with Paco, but Lola comes in to give Paco the good news (about DL's <i>jailhouse conversion</i>), and they do a happy dance. Mariano is missing and Lola and Paco want to look for him, then Montoya comes in and hugs Paco because his meeting with Portillo <i>was a success</i>. De Gaulle and Smith realize that Paco won't have time for them that day. After the Spaniards left, the 2 interpol guys look at each other and sigh, resigned - "<b><i>España</i></b>". In jail, Pove "passes the test" so Salazar wants to take him. His homies start a fire to induce chaos and facilitate their escape.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i558.photobucket.com/albums/ss29/vivalsasilvia3/Silvia4x04w.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;"><b><i><a href="http://www.megavideo.com/?d=9IF43VWA">Watch clip in HD</a></i></b><br /></div></div><div style="border: medium none; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;">What else can I add? Silvia rocks in this episode. Paco is Paco - despite himself, he always wants to do the right thing. This is one of the better LHDP episodes, because it is actually funny and it perfectly and seemlessly segues from drama to comedy and vice versa. Overall, I still wouldn't want these bumbling cops to protect me or patrol my neighborhood, but I would gladly attend their party and hang out with them, because they have each other's back.<br /></div></div><div style="border: medium none; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border: medium none;"><i><span style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;">Marian Aguilera, Los Hombres de Paco, Silvia Castro</span></i><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-81903663296902150892009-11-14T12:06:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.803-08:00Bathroom Scene<em><strong><span style="color: #351c75;">by Junebuggy</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color: #351c75;">Head of Smut Department</span></strong></em><br /><br />Hi ladies. Recently there was a debate going on about what transpired between our two lovely ladies after the bathroom scene. Many believe that they just made out. And many, like myself, believe they went all the way and did a naked touchdown dance. I mean, that is what "all the way" looks like right? Touchdown dances?...Nakedly? No?... <br /><br />Whatever, anyways, my belief that they made love together is not simply because I like the imagery that gives me, cause God knows that I do, but it's the fact that there was so much heat emanating from that bathroom. Too much to simply stop at a simple makeout session. ~~~~~~~~~ <br /><br /><blockquote><em>I stand here with my hand on the door, preparing to leave my sister's house. Images of Pepa flood my mind, her smile, her swagger, her piercing eyes. I think about what events will unfold with my decisions. I have one to make and two choices. Home... home I know what will happen because it's habitual. I'll put my pajamas on, crawl into bed and try to pay attention to the television... but my mind will undoubtedly wander. Or I could go to her, the one that will be where my mind will wander to. I can find her in this place and do something I've never done before. Something that I've been wanting to do for a long time. Something that I haven't done because of the fear... the fear of losing her again, because of my want. </em><br /><br /><em>With a little bit of liquid courage and a shy smile I tell my fear to momentarily go to hell. I make my way, not very steathily, into the hallway. Remembering that she had needed to take the make up off her face, I head to the bathroom. I see the shadow cast by her legs on the floor underneathe the door and swallow hard before pushing against the only pyhsical obstacle between me and my desire. </em><br /><br /><em>I shake slightly as I see her smile at me, "Hello." </em><br /><br /><em>"Hello." I reply, but my nerves have taken a hold of me and it comes out softer than I planned. </em><br /><br /><em>I check behind the door as I come in, just to make sure that no one has seen me follow her in here. I shut it and walk deeper into the bathroom, taking in the sight of her, as I float around her. </em><br /><br /><em>"Is something going on?" She asks timidly and I nod in response. </em><br /><br /><em>Something is taking over me at this moment and I can't control it. My eyes never leaving the brunette's in the mirror as I stand behind her. I can see that she isn't quite sure what my motives are being in here with her. And honestly neither am I, but her eyes... they make me want more with her. More than what we have. More than what I've allowed us to have. She tries to break the tension that I've so heavily caused by entering this room. </em><br /><br /><em>"Do you want a wipe?"</em> <br /><br /><em>She asks so carelessly that it throws me a bit and I click my tongue back in response as she turns back around to continue swabbing away at her already clean lips. My gaze falters to the ground for a moment as I battle internally with myself. </em><br /><br /><em>Just do it... but I can't... Just do it! My eyes start to trace her body lustfully and I've made my decision. I step closer to her and I hear her breath hitch. Her movements stop as I slowly, and shakily, run my fingers through her hair. All the while guaging her reaction. She doesn't do anything, but she doesn't stop me either, which prompts me to do it again. This time, purposefully grazing her neck and her eyes flutter shut. I love that reaction and it makes me bolder and more wanting. I slide my fingers down her arm, revelling the feel of her skin. I want more. <br /><br />I grip her and turn her around gently to face me. I smooth my hand down her arm again, in it's entirety, making her eyes close yet again. I smile and faintly shiver as I feel the goosebumps rise at her touch. I close my eyes to feel the full effect of what she's doing to me and when they reopen I see her beautiful smile. She clasps my hand bringing it slowly to her cheek, but I'm so nervous that my hand falters, and after she releases it falls to her shoulder. She caresses my face. I want more. <br /><br />I stare at her lips, debating once again with myself. Her eyes making the decision for me, I lean in and place a soft kiss on her lips, pulling back I see a wide grin on her face. I want more. I lean in once again, this time she meets me in the middle, and grasps the back of my head to bring me in closer. I pull back once again, she smiles at me as if to say, "How hard was that?" It makes us giggle softly.</em> <br /><br /><em>She plays with the top button of my dress, gently fingering it, asking silently. I chuckle at her forwardness and unbutton her vest to prove that I'm game. It surprises her a bit and I laugh. She kisses me again and makes quick work of my two buttons, daring me. I gladly take on that dare and work at her vest again. Her smile fans the flame inside me as our lips connect once again. I want more. Something surges through me as I push trying to bring myself as close as possible to her. It throws her, in turn throwing us both and we crash into the door. Dropping anonymous items onto the floor as she laughs silently and shushes me. I can't help but chuckle at the fact that we're sneaking around, like we're teenagers again. </em><br /><br /><em>Pepa's done playing now. She strips off her vest and pushes me back to the middle of the bathroom. She slowly undoes my buttons to my waist, lightly brushing her fingers against my skin as she does so. Tracing the contours of my exposed flesh with her eyes and nails. And kisses me once again. I miss the feeling of her mouth as she breaks from me to shed her shirt. I wait somewhat impatiently for her contact to return, never taking my eyes off her perfectly toned body. As soon as it's off she grips my chin and crashes our lips back together. I want more. I run my palms over her smooth skin as she tastes my neck. I have never known anyone's lips to fit so perfectly on my body before. My hands quickly make its way to her shoulders and I pull her in as close as possible. I arch into her. Her hands delicately cup my cheeks as she makes her way back up to my mouth. She breaks contact with me, withdrawing slightly. I tilt my head and stare at her in confusion. </em><br /><br /><em>"What?" I breathe. </em><br /><br /><em>She grins sheepishly, "You're so beautiful..." </em><br /><br /><em>...is her reply as she wraps her arms around my waist, bringing our bodies back together once again. I can't take the seperation of our lips and crash mine into hers. The kisses that were only seconds ago tender and graceful, are now full of hunger and I become needy. Gripping onto the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. <br /><br />This motion, in turn, makes her more wanting as she traps me between herself and the wall. I'm stuck and I don't want that to change. She runs her fingers down my back and within seconds my bra has disapeared. Her hands taking over the duty of the material she had so carelessly dropped to the floor. I let out a soft moan as she massages my mounds. <br /><br />Her mouth slowly descends making it's way to my chin first, then my pulse point, down to replace her right hand. She sucks, and bites lightly, my nub hardening almost painfully. The hand that her tongue had so pleasantly replaced, continues the descent, leaving a burning trail on the areas of my skin it had touched. Her fingers glide down, making it's way under my dress, as she cups me through fabric. I want more. </em><br /><br /><em>"Pepa..." I whisper, tightening the grip I have on her neck. </em><br /><br /><em>She understands quickly the meaning of her name in that vague statement and slips her hand inside my underwear, grazing my heat and I moan. It's at this moment I realise that her touch is what I've been wanting. I want more. </em><br /><br /><em>"Pepa?" I repeat a little louder than before. </em><br /><br /><em>I see an energy run through Pepa's eyes as she rubs against me, creating a heavenly friction. Her hand and mouth leave my breasts going in different directions. Her mouth to my own and her hand to grip my outer thigh. She lifts and I willingly obey, wrapping my legs tightly around her. She slips two gifted fingers inside me. I moan into her mouth as she starts to thrust, gradually picking up speed. I NEED more. I move to the rythym of her motions.</em> <br /><br /><em>"More!" I scream softly. "God, Pepa!" </em><br /><br /><em>Our kisses cease as she places her forhead against mine. Her eyes burning into me as she adds another finger, and places her thumb on my most sensitive area. Flicking everytime she thrusts. My hands dig into the her back. </em><br /><br /><em>"Mmmm...Pepa!"</em> <br /><br /><em>She picks up her speed to carry me through as I bite down on her shoulder to quiet myself. She starts to move away, but I don't want her to leave me quite yet. I grip her tighter with my thighs. Understanding, she holds on to me, breathing so close to me, and places a soft kiss on my lips. She's Pepa Miranda. She's who I've been needing all my life. And only now do I let myself realise it. ~~~~~~~~</em> <br /></blockquote><br />*Smiles* <br /><br />Okay ladies, this is obviously a start to the night. No where near the ending. I hope that ya'll enjoyed my lecture today.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-30623231850764288732009-11-14T12:06:00.000-08:002009-11-25T22:15:27.280-08:00Bathroom Scene<em><strong><span style="color: #351c75;">by Junebuggy</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color: #351c75;">Head of Smut Department</span></strong></em><br /><br />Hi ladies. Recently there was a debate going on about what transpired between our two lovely ladies after the bathroom scene. Many believe that they just made out. And many, like myself, believe they went all the way and did a naked touchdown dance. I mean, that is what "all the way" looks like right? Touchdown dances?...Nakedly? No?... <br /><br />Whatever, anyways, my belief that they made love together is not simply because I like the imagery that gives me, cause God knows that I do, but it's the fact that there was so much heat emanating from that bathroom. Too much to simply stop at a simple makeout session. ~~~~~~~~~ <br /><br /><blockquote><em>I stand here with my hand on the door, preparing to leave my sister's house. Images of Pepa flood my mind, her smile, her swagger, her piercing eyes. I think about what events will unfold with my decisions. I have one to make and two choices. Home... home I know what will happen because it's habitual. I'll put my pajamas on, crawl into bed and try to pay attention to the television... but my mind will undoubtedly wander. Or I could go to her, the one that will be where my mind will wander to. I can find her in this place and do something I've never done before. Something that I've been wanting to do for a long time. Something that I haven't done because of the fear... the fear of losing her again, because of my want. </em><br /><br /><em>With a little bit of liquid courage and a shy smile I tell my fear to momentarily go to hell. I make my way, not very steathily, into the hallway. Remembering that she had needed to take the make up off her face, I head to the bathroom. I see the shadow cast by her legs on the floor underneathe the door and swallow hard before pushing against the only pyhsical obstacle between me and my desire. </em><br /><br /><em>I shake slightly as I see her smile at me, "Hello." </em><br /><br /><em>"Hello." I reply, but my nerves have taken a hold of me and it comes out softer than I planned. </em><br /><br /><em>I check behind the door as I come in, just to make sure that no one has seen me follow her in here. I shut it and walk deeper into the bathroom, taking in the sight of her, as I float around her. </em><br /><br /><em>"Is something going on?" She asks timidly and I nod in response. </em><br /><br /><em>Something is taking over me at this moment and I can't control it. My eyes never leaving the brunette's in the mirror as I stand behind her. I can see that she isn't quite sure what my motives are being in here with her. And honestly neither am I, but her eyes... they make me want more with her. More than what we have. More than what I've allowed us to have. She tries to break the tension that I've so heavily caused by entering this room. </em><br /><br /><em>"Do you want a wipe?"</em> <br /><br /><em>She asks so carelessly that it throws me a bit and I click my tongue back in response as she turns back around to continue swabbing away at her already clean lips. My gaze falters to the ground for a moment as I battle internally with myself. </em><br /><br /><em>Just do it... but I can't... Just do it! My eyes start to trace her body lustfully and I've made my decision. I step closer to her and I hear her breath hitch. Her movements stop as I slowly, and shakily, run my fingers through her hair. All the while guaging her reaction. She doesn't do anything, but she doesn't stop me either, which prompts me to do it again. This time, purposefully grazing her neck and her eyes flutter shut. I love that reaction and it makes me bolder and more wanting. I slide my fingers down her arm, revelling the feel of her skin. I want more. <br /><br />I grip her and turn her around gently to face me. I smooth my hand down her arm again, in it's entirety, making her eyes close yet again. I smile and faintly shiver as I feel the goosebumps rise at her touch. I close my eyes to feel the full effect of what she's doing to me and when they reopen I see her beautiful smile. She clasps my hand bringing it slowly to her cheek, but I'm so nervous that my hand falters, and after she releases it falls to her shoulder. She caresses my face. I want more. <br /><br />I stare at her lips, debating once again with myself. Her eyes making the decision for me, I lean in and place a soft kiss on her lips, pulling back I see a wide grin on her face. I want more. I lean in once again, this time she meets me in the middle, and grasps the back of my head to bring me in closer. I pull back once again, she smiles at me as if to say, "How hard was that?" It makes us giggle softly.</em> <br /><br /><em>She plays with the top button of my dress, gently fingering it, asking silently. I chuckle at her forwardness and unbutton her vest to prove that I'm game. It surprises her a bit and I laugh. She kisses me again and makes quick work of my two buttons, daring me. I gladly take on that dare and work at her vest again. Her smile fans the flame inside me as our lips connect once again. I want more. Something surges through me as I push trying to bring myself as close as possible to her. It throws her, in turn throwing us both and we crash into the door. Dropping anonymous items onto the floor as she laughs silently and shushes me. I can't help but chuckle at the fact that we're sneaking around, like we're teenagers again. </em><br /><br /><em>Pepa's done playing now. She strips off her vest and pushes me back to the middle of the bathroom. She slowly undoes my buttons to my waist, lightly brushing her fingers against my skin as she does so. Tracing the contours of my exposed flesh with her eyes and nails. And kisses me once again. I miss the feeling of her mouth as she breaks from me to shed her shirt. I wait somewhat impatiently for her contact to return, never taking my eyes off her perfectly toned body. As soon as it's off she grips my chin and crashes our lips back together. I want more. I run my palms over her smooth skin as she tastes my neck. I have never known anyone's lips to fit so perfectly on my body before. My hands quickly make its way to her shoulders and I pull her in as close as possible. I arch into her. Her hands delicately cup my cheeks as she makes her way back up to my mouth. She breaks contact with me, withdrawing slightly. I tilt my head and stare at her in confusion. </em><br /><br /><em>"What?" I breathe. </em><br /><br /><em>She grins sheepishly, "You're so beautiful..." </em><br /><br /><em>...is her reply as she wraps her arms around my waist, bringing our bodies back together once again. I can't take the seperation of our lips and crash mine into hers. The kisses that were only seconds ago tender and graceful, are now full of hunger and I become needy. Gripping onto the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. <br /><br />This motion, in turn, makes her more wanting as she traps me between herself and the wall. I'm stuck and I don't want that to change. She runs her fingers down my back and within seconds my bra has disapeared. Her hands taking over the duty of the material she had so carelessly dropped to the floor. I let out a soft moan as she massages my mounds. <br /><br />Her mouth slowly descends making it's way to my chin first, then my pulse point, down to replace her right hand. She sucks, and bites lightly, my nub hardening almost painfully. The hand that her tongue had so pleasantly replaced, continues the descent, leaving a burning trail on the areas of my skin it had touched. Her fingers glide down, making it's way under my dress, as she cups me through fabric. I want more. </em><br /><br /><em>"Pepa..." I whisper, tightening the grip I have on her neck. </em><br /><br /><em>She understands quickly the meaning of her name in that vague statement and slips her hand inside my underwear, grazing my heat and I moan. It's at this moment I realise that her touch is what I've been wanting. I want more. </em><br /><br /><em>"Pepa?" I repeat a little louder than before. </em><br /><br /><em>I see an energy run through Pepa's eyes as she rubs against me, creating a heavenly friction. Her hand and mouth leave my breasts going in different directions. Her mouth to my own and her hand to grip my outer thigh. She lifts and I willingly obey, wrapping my legs tightly around her. She slips two gifted fingers inside me. I moan into her mouth as she starts to thrust, gradually picking up speed. I NEED more. I move to the rythym of her motions.</em> <br /><br /><em>"More!" I scream softly. "God, Pepa!" </em><br /><br /><em>Our kisses cease as she places her forhead against mine. Her eyes burning into me as she adds another finger, and places her thumb on my most sensitive area. Flicking everytime she thrusts. My hands dig into the her back. </em><br /><br /><em>"Mmmm...Pepa!"</em> <br /><br /><em>She picks up her speed to carry me through as I bite down on her shoulder to quiet myself. She starts to move away, but I don't want her to leave me quite yet. I grip her tighter with my thighs. Understanding, she holds on to me, breathing so close to me, and places a soft kiss on my lips. She's Pepa Miranda. She's who I've been needing all my life. And only now do I let myself realise it. ~~~~~~~~</em> <br /></blockquote><br />*Smiles* <br /><br />Okay ladies, this is obviously a start to the night. No where near the ending. I hope that ya'll enjoyed my lecture today.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2533349395645238126.post-18792565509710034222009-11-13T03:55:00.002-08:002009-11-27T16:43:39.831-08:00BABY STEPSThere is beauty in film. There are scenes that exemplify beauty and you know that you have seen something unique. Each of us have different opinions of what that beautiful moment is. I think there is beauty in the dancing of <strong><em>Laurel</em></strong> and <strong><em>Hardy</em></strong>. The scene of the girl in the red coat is a moment of beautiful black and white film making. There is beauty in<strong><em> Barbra Streisand</em></strong> brushing away <strong><em>Robert Redford's</em></strong> hair while he sleeps on a bar stool. Sometimes the beauty of a scene is in its simplicity. It must have sharp writing and direction and actors who can not only tell a story with dialogue, but with silence. <br /><br />This is a lecture that I never thought I would write. How could I write about a perfect scene that is a thing of beauty? This scene is always mentioned as one of the most popular among fans. I do think it is one of the best Pepa and Silvia scenes and I think that is why I cannot avoid this lecture any longer. Three words come to mind with this scene: strength, vulnerability and trust. <br /><br />It all takes place in an empty space that looks like an airplane hangar or warehouse. Two cops are working a crime scene, both are wearing yellow vests and have their hair pulled back. That is what we see on the surface, but we know so much more. We know that Pepa and Silvia are dipping their toes in the <em>"relationship waters</em>". We know that Silvia was hesitant about her attraction to Pepa, but after talking to Jose Luis, she seems ready to move forward. In my mind, Silvia left Jose Luis, and raced into Pepa's arms. I will go out on a limb and say that since that episode, they have been together like little Spanish bunnies. <br /><br />There are four acts to this scene. <br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Act One</span></strong>--As they are working the crime scene, they share a moment when Silvia gives Pepa a smile and we know that they are "<em>together</em>". But when Pepa tries to kiss Silvia (and they are alone), Silvia backs away.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0tGleUPPl_99mXcAI8uJU2x47zKt5i086wJf2Z8qd0ZNNIZkNf6RbgsLPPXG0lWuMbcB_asmzDjaTvYdO72CMIKZJDKydSkTLKtr9NmFAQ73wPmY0UGs_ALKojtPC7u6B1B46uFid6g/s400/Booker1.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9sVapcs6_ozHXSU6-kpzUGW3jjxQU2zxquvM8Jex7CKoQovalsdOz8HCt_J6Eg35_AwvcwtPS1SnCHAv0L40XrdOTY3vtuAq5M_KsDk2yUnThfQKCH8wsF9h4jnNihE0kuPgWe-rL2Vw/s400/Booker2.jpg" /><br /></div><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Act Two</span></strong>--Silvia tells Pepa that she feels like a <em>"fish out of water"</em> and that she is not concerned about what her father would say. She is trying to see herself in this relationship. How does she do things that she never had to think about before? She uses the examples of holding hands, getting a hotel room and kissing in public. All of her concerns are real and valid for a woman in her situation. Silvia articulates her fears and shows her vulnerability....she doesn't hide that she is scared. How does she continue to love Pepa? How do they leave the privacy of the bedroom and step out into the real world? How does a woman who has only been with men, now be openly in love with a woman?<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbxvrZJzXqiGNpNoCy2z-oSJDmbsoXMVEFFvT-vZhu08drJzpp85CDNmASahR8w-QNHKG_anKW6QNT96WHp4kfLU2Zz7sZTrCkH91eFZu_n42bF96n_FiWTAJVkA_Bzfs12jw7HDk92XI/s400/Booker3.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlaRZgk9kX8w5zJuPxRHuEbMnKH5CCm0CoQws54fdrVvlXWWPY8hwVzgE-oY3n2RhV39ALJr-Rsr_qPrHTkmB-nH4DsMHzsUHhbG_RlHGLE4iNn2-dLAh5JvbvS6q_jAqRVStU-gFPa0Y/s400/Booker4.jpg" /><br /></div>This is Pepa's moment and it is a good one. Pepa listens to Silvia and doesn't interrupt or minimize her feelings. She tells her that she will stand by her, and that she needs to focus only on her, because she is the one who can help her. Pepa shows her a deep strength that says <em>that not only will I help you, but I will not leave your side</em>. And then....Pepa put out her hand. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6BmSM0xMrkx393BGprIebkZ_PzsB43R5jyeUI7spHwdxYNJOHceMLeus6tW7WHtvok1sC5abAaroPXTSNY0unVmuI2EJ9sOCgmlV3m2d1sBTra5lSSTXk1D_9hQjqhRhU2QLAJEkGbeE/s400/Booker5.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Act Three</span></strong>--Women all over this planet wanted to take this walk with Pepa and Silvia. Pepa tells Silvia that walking together is not so scary. <em>Look at how nice the park is, how beautiful the ocean is...all the things you love are still here. There are just to the two of us walking together, enjoying the view. </em><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirt5QncsXAUp6R-bdBUVzFidO7vN4EetgUuVztG2S3WQfmtYe50Q2zunedT3FvnHh38Y-0Ej3JcymCYgogfEf54dRDJyE719yaIAy5oC5yYWrT55MdCe-vvNADTY11qzMGphKdgQ2m238/s400/Booker6.jpg" /><br /></div>Pepa puts her arm around Silvia and Silvia puts her arm around Pepa. Pepa then asks her if she is cold and Silvia answers that she is fine. My understanding of that moment is that Silvia has <strong><em>trembled</em></strong>--not because she is cold, but because she is overwhelmed by this moment. But no matter what, we see Pepa as the protector, as the one who will protect her <em>novia</em> from all the elements, whether they be physical or emotional. Silvia is safe.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xiczXHOoxsxEjccYDx8E9-HzloAbUBldi3q5Lfs9qyKvyzjM35Q2YX-amVIuqHTC2WqL-nu4Hbpl8hT6Oesbp-5H8shLkuU-Ard24khCSNzwWsbJGAV6Nbociy7aWkvJZk9RRVjR0bE/s400/Booker7.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><strong><span style="color: #990000;">Act Four</span></strong>--They are now running to the make believe train station and Pepa wants a kiss goodbye. The idea of kissing Pepa in public is unimaginable to Silvia. This scene is approached with humor, but most of us know that this is a real issue. No matter what Silvia says <em>("what will the nuns think?"</em>), Pepa shoots down her worries. When Pepa suggests that they could be apart for two weeks, Silvia gives up. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwR086AewLcPFMCFjP0rRozcPBH-hdUezfHnHJRgu6ATlHvtXYjuYyYMDHXZdbQocp1a1LR8m1qqhM_vyoyZw5Fgvl4PlPiRAzEb3LI4-UOv-qkZTHrsFv7OqcIRjote_4KCtKf_VrElU/s400/Booker8.jpg" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: blue;">(Dos semanas tanto?)</span></em><br /><br /></div>The thought of being separated is simply too hard to imagine. She kisses Pepa and with a smile on her face, Pepa kisses her back. After the first kiss, Pepa tells Silvia that they cannot be apart, and they kiss again. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" sr="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Yl4YmvvYWObaO4cKduQkarvPEGqiZPgfJOmE3zs45ujdUmYfuw04V-NqALdRZQwp0Cacrq3my-_hasIXvhe6CzbhWMmkkkzds9yV5xZxTcgkSASTePU59EXbNR1v7K020zuRzP8IPXQ/s400/Booker9.jpg" /><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>This kiss was a big hit with viewers and was a <em>YouTub</em>e sensation. What was the big deal? In the last episode they had kissed in the lab, but it was mainly Pepa being the aggressor and the kisses were pretty quick. In the hangar, Silvia makes the first move. She puts her arms around Pepa and opens her mouth....and our mouths opened in awe. This was Silvia saying that <em>she believes in Pepa, that she trusts her and that she loves her</em>. This was the moment that they became a couple. <br /><br />PepSi became known for their unspoken moments and it all started in the bathroom. The writers knew that they had many golden moments with these two actors and it became a thread throughout their story line on LHDP. When Pepa takes her hand and they begin to walk, Siliva gives her a look of pure adoration. They can't keep their eyes off of each other. <br /><br />This scene, this episode, was letting us know that the journey was just beginning. This was not about women lusting after each other in the bathroom. This wasn't two women making out in the lab. This was going to be a story of two women who fall in love and who try to keep it a secret. But it was also about how one woman discovers that the bond of love and trust is more powerful than all of her fears. <br /><br />This was the moment, in my opinion, that <strong>PepSi </strong>was born. These two glorious women became one. This episode aired on May 27, 2008 and that is when the journey began. Fans all over the world packed their bags. We were so ready to be with them every step of the way. <br /><br />I humbly submit this lecture with the hope that you will appreciate this scene even more than you did before. And to honor Pepa and Silvia, take the hand of someone you love and take a walk. Just walk. <br /><br /><strong><em>Dr. Booker</em></strong><br /><br /><strong>P.S</strong>. The three films mentioned: Way out West, Schindler's List and The Way we Were.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9