get in.  you can dropp me at the shop. hector gets into the car, smiling broadly.
yeah. your camera's in there too. take some photographs of the kids.
nervous?
well you deserve to suffer.
don't worry.  this is the beginning of something.  not the end.  you can start being a father again.
i didn't do much.  you were ready.
sure.  that was the plan.  when we have the space.
there you go.  you said it.  the bigger apartment together.
you're a man of decision, hector.
do the best you can with them, hector.  and one more thing.  deliver these.  she indicates a massive bouquet of flowers wrapped in cellophane, taking up the whole of the luggage space in the car.
here's the address.  just two blocks before the bridge.  a five minute detour. it's a golden wedding.  you have to.  she looks him straight in the eye.
we have to help each other.
oh, you'll need gas too.  go to it, hector.
phone if there's any disasters.  don't suffer alone.  hector watches anna stride, in her business-like way, around the corner out of sight. he is almost home.