Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

And then how will you make money?
To hell with him.
I don't know whether to curse you or pray for you
When upon passing I saw you
Where my friends assure me
Diego, I want to show you my paintings!
She sits me on her legs, and she gives me kisses
Matilde, come.
Mexican artists are nothing but an exotic curiosity here.
Good night, Diego.
Don't worry. He's a pussycat.
[ Crickets chirping ]
But it's true.
[ People cheering ]
That's ridiculous.
Why?
these two people who truly love each other
Over here. Can we get your picture?
And it definitely didn't stop him from cheating.
As always.
[ Laughter ]
Always.
Tell me, mi amor.
We have both done better as friends.
it was just some anonymous worker.
Trotsky is a very great man in enormous danger,
You see, doctorcito, I followed your orders.
Let me see it.
That you go
Lonely.
I want to be free
Diego!
or the tears of a woman.
What do you think matters most for a good marriage?
I discussed them with you and your father.
Burn it.
[ Sighs ]
Mm-hmm.
You cannot imagine what a joy it is for me to be here
One day, sad one
I paint what I see -- the world outside.
I'm just not sure you should count on them for a living.
A Communist who is generous enough
I always wanted a son.
[ Chuckles ]
but our love makes us into one.
- Oh, really? - Yes.
Why do you stay?
Ah, everything is harder than we think.
[ Translation from Spanish ] Diego, son of a bitch!
I'm Lupe Marin.
It's not for two more weeks.
That's the thing about these radicals.
[ Whistle blowing, vehicles passing ]
You can't be true to only one woman.
[ Exhales deeply ]
Hey! Get out!
Because you're going to miss it.
I get along just fine.
Diego's not giving you any money?
I'd say cut the propaganda.
In the sketches that you showed me originally,
And she's free to fly
I see the hope of the world in you,
Aah!
This peg leg?
and we have the opportunity to help him.
They hire you because you assuage their sense of guilt.
- I don't want to talk. - Please!
Fantastic.
[ Children squealing ]
- Oh! - [ Laughs ]
You used to always say,
Go on in, Alex. She's waiting for you.
and womanizing in peace when you came along.
Frida...
No, I meant dove.
Why do you put up with it?
You like those legs, Diego?
[ Gasps ]
I don't want to be buried.
I should have never put you in the room with him.
[ Chuckles ]
[ Translation from Italian ] The monster!
Comrades... colleagues...
See? Here.
Where do I start?
Is Alex alive?
- Is it ready? - Almost.
25 years together, mi Dieguito.
John, I am picking it up from social democracy.
[ Sighs ]
such a commotion for a philosopher.
I was his wife.
- Here you are. - Gracias.
Everything hurts.
We have something for you.
[ Slow instrumental music plays ]
[ Sighs ]
You must think I'm an idiot.
Paris has been good to me.
[ Normal voice ] and the foot was crushed.
sometimes I would regret that I ever married her.
[ Birds chirping ]
Come on, you little anarchists!
Well, then she gets sick and... I tend her garden.
- Inside, quickly. - There is no time.
With the swallows
Hey!
My mother was wrong about you, you know?
I could never paint like this.
Senora Rivera?
Black dove
Yes, but not exactly.
On empty
Of course. I tell her all the time.
Long live the shadows of my voices crying far away
[ Laughter ]
I think all the Frida in me has disappeared.
You are a toad. You even look like a toad.
Aah! Ah ha ha!
that ever before has a woman
You son of a bitch!