#gemma cuervo

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[strangestcase]

Buenos Presagios Español

Azirafel/Andrés Rafel (Carlos areces). Maricona de pueblo de toda la vida, dice "reina", "hija", y "mi vida" a todo el mundo. Y todo el mundo asume que es del sur. Cita mucho a Neruda. Le regalas una cajita de torreznos/morcilla/chorizo y es feliz.

Sierpe/Antonio Serra (Luis Zahera). Imagínatelo con un palillo en la boca, cadenas de oro, anillos de oro, y pantalones de cuero. Dice "maricón" como tú dices "colega". Te saluda palpándote el culo. Solo escucha a Joaquín Sabina y Bunbury.

Sargento Salgado (Ricardo Arroyo). Vive de campurrianas y galletas María, principalmente. Asturiano. Es tan viejo que no dice "marica", no, dice "bujarrón", y lo dice generosamente. Su mejor amigo es un tetrabrick de Don Simón. Cree que "hereje" es un insulto.

Madame Tracy (pero en realidad se llama María Teresa) (Loles León). Comienza casi todas sus frases con "¡HUY!" o "PUES". Se viste medio de folclórica y colecciona baldosas decorativas con frases tópicas. Sirve Colacao en todas sus sesiones. Muy buena onda gay.

Si alguien tiene más ideas que me diga.

[cherrysfeelings]

My favorite spanish actresses of all time (top 5)

Emma Cohen

Emmanuela Beltrán Rahola

Emma Silva

Gemma Cuervo

Chelo Vivares

[doyouknowthisactor]

By "roles" I mean playing a different character, and in a different piece of media; someone playing one character across a franchise only counts as one thing for the purposes of this poll, as does playing multiple characters in one franchise/piece of media

Below are some of this actor's roles. Please only check after voting!

El Ministerio del Tiempo / The Ministry of Time as Irena Larra

El abuelo / The Grandfather as Dona Lucrecia Richmond

Hazlo por mí as Isabel Velasco

Una pistola en cada mano / A Gun in Each Hand as Sara

Cayetana Guillén Cuervo is the daughter of actors Fernando Guillén and Gemma Cuervo, and sister of actor and filmmaker Fernando Guillén Cuervo

More roles

[cinemaslife]

#119 Del revés 2 (2024)

Riley cumple 13 años y la pubertad despierta a sus emociones en mitad de la noche, Alegría, sin saber muy bien que hacer, se deshace de la alarma, pero eso no impide que nuevas emociones invadan a Riley, como: Envidia, Ansiedad, Aburrimiento y Vergüenza.

Esto implica que llega el verano en el que Riley va a pasar al instituto y ahora solo puede pensar en encajar en el equipo de hockey sobre hielo, sobre todo, ahora que pasará al instituto, y para ello cuanta con impresionar a Valeria Ortiz, la capitana del equipo del instituto. Riley también tiene que lidiar con separarse de sus mejores amigas, que irán a otro instituto.

Ansiedad entierra a las emociones más simples de Riley y las más complejas pasan a tomar el control. La niña está construyendo su identidad, que hasta ahora se ha basado en ser una buena persona, y empieza a lidiar con emociones más complejas que la arrastran a sitios oscuros dentro de sí misma. Ansiedad ayudada por las nuevas emociones toma el control y la vida de Riley se va desmoronando, pese a que las nuevas emociones no quieren herir a la niña no pueden evitarlo.

Todas las emociones de Riley deben aprender a convivir, y a formar parte de un todo dentro de la niña. Alegría vuelve y controla a Ansiedad, y todas se ayudan entre sí, la nueva identidad de Riley se forma de otra manera, teniendo en cuenta todas las emociones, y aprenden que Riley debe convivir no solo con las emociones buenas, sino también con todas las cosas que han ocurrido en su corta vida, la forman como ser humano y con su identidad.

También aparece de vez en cuando otra emoción, Nostalgia, que empieza a asomar en la vida de la niña. Y que la dobla la increíble Gemma Cuervo.

Quizás no es una película al uso para niños, es para adultos que quieran reflexionar, sobre como lidiar con las emociones más duras y complejas y que vayan más allá.

[vaitesvieites]

✨Cool Old Ladies I love, 4/??✨ Radio Patio (Mariví Bilbao, Emma Penella, Gemma Cuervo, Aquí no hay quien viva) "Desde que te dejó Manolo estás amargada”. "Eso es mentira. Yo ya estaba amargada desde antes”.

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June 22 ZODIAC

Gifted, articulate individuals - They can discuss their capacities and show them off, amazing others and sparkling on the planet. They are extremely understanding. They can continuously cheer. They can captivate others and draw in companions. These individuals are great colleagues, companions, and neighbors. They appreciate being showy and are extremely joined to the arousing life. At the point when their tasks don't work, they quickly fire concocting something different. Very forlorn and difficult, and simultaneously exceptionally touchy, profound and arousing. Their caring person makes them defenseless to the impact of the other gender. Their responsiveness develops further as they age. The blemishes related with the present birthday incorporate over the top resolution. Individuals like this seek after joy, and this can too raise. Toward the finish of their lives they appreciate bliss and expert issues. Ladies brought into the world on this day are arousing and play with men. She is ill humored, inconsistent, yearns for unmistakable inclinations. It is not difficult to break responsibilities with her and, assuming that she is hitched, she treats the marriage carelessly. Be that as it may, he has areas of strength for a to the youngsters and battles savagely for them in case of a division. A youngster brought into the world on this day requires cautious instruction. Your abilities, created through the endeavors of your instructors, will bring the best outcomes. Individuals conceived today ought to endeavor to control their erotic nature and over the top awareness.

June 22 ZODIAC 

 Assuming that your birthday is June 22, your zodiac sign is Disease June 22 - character and character character: reasonable, pardoning, unselfish, savage, irritable, fractional calling: designer, space explorer, guide tones: brown, red, blue stone: goshenite creature: wild bear plant: insect tree fortunate numbers: 2,26,28,31,50,54 very fortunate number: 23 Occasions and observances - June 22 El Salvador: Instructor's Day. Colombia: Day of the Zootechnician El Salvador: Public Tree Day Colombia: Legal counselor's Day. Worldwide Volkswagen Bug Day. June 22 Big name Birthday. 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Steward, American essayist (d. 2006). 1947: Howard Kaylan, individual from the band The Turtles 1947: Pete Maravich, American b-ball player (d. 1988). 1947: Jerry Rawlings, Ghanaian lawmaker. 1948: Todd Rundgren, American vocalist musician. 1949: Larry Junstrom, American bassist, of the band Lynyrd Skynyrd. 1949: Meryl Streep, American entertainer. 1949: Lindsay Wagner, American entertainer. 1949: Elizabeth Warren, American lawmaker. 1950: Adrian Nე?stase, Romanian lawmaker. 1952: Graham Greene, Canadian entertainer. 1953: Willem Jacobus Eijk, Dutch cardinal. 1953: Cyndi Lauper, American vocalist. 1954: Wolfgang Becker, German movie producer. 1954: Freddie Prinze, American entertainer and entertainer (d. 1977). 1956: Alfons De Wolf, Belgian cyclist. 1956: Tim Russ, American entertainer. 1956: Manuel Saval, Mexican entertainer (d. 2009). 1957: Garry Gary Brews, Australian drummer, of the band INXS. 1958: Rocდ­o Banquells, Mexican entertainer and vocalist. 1958: Bruce Campbell, American entertainer. 1959: Tristდ¡n Bauer, Argentine movie producer and government official. 1959: Nicola Sirkis, French performer, of the Indochine band. 1959: Ed Viesturs, American mountain dweller. 1960: Erin Brockovich, American legal counselor and dissident. 1960: Tracy Pollan, American entertainer. 1961: Jimmy Sommerville, English vocalist. 1962: Stephen Chow, Hong Kong entertainer and movie producer. 1962: Clyde Drexler, American b-ball player. 1962: Bobby Gillespie, English vocalist, of the groups Base Shout, The Jesus and Mary Chain and The Wake). 1962: დ?lvaro Urquijo, Spanish performer, of the band Los Secretos. 1963: Randy Couture, American contender and military craftsman. 1963: John Tenta, Canadian grappler. 1964: Amy Brenneman, American entertainer. 1964: Dan Brown, American author. 1965: Uwe Boll, German movie producer. 1965: ე½ubomდ­r Moravე?დ­k, Slovak footballer. 1966: Emmanuelle Seigner, French entertainer. 1966: Marდ­a Fernanda Callejდ³n, Argentine entertainer. 1966: Michael Park, English convention driver. 1966: Schoolly D, American rapper and entertainer. 1966: Tomoko Maruo, Japanese voice entertainer. 1967: Alejandro Aravena, Chilean draftsman. 1968: Darrell Armstrong, American b-ball player. 1970: Steven Page, Canadian vocalist, of the band Barenaked Women. 1971: Mary Lynn Rajskub, American entertainer. 1971: Kurt Warner, American football player. 1972: David Inquel, French judoka. 1974: Donald Faison, American entertainer. 1974: Jo Cox, English lawmaker (d. 2016). 1975: Andreas Klდ¶den, German cyclist. 1975: Laila Rouass, English entertainer. 1976: Gordon Moakes, American bassist, of the Coalition Party and Youthful Legionnaire groups. 1978: Josდ© Meolans, Argentine swimmer. 1978: Dan Wheldon, English motorsport driver (d. 2011). 1979: Leire Martდ­nez, Spanish vocalist, of the band La Oreja de Van Gogh. 1979: Thomas Voeckler, French cyclist. 1980: Vდ­ctor Pდ­riz Alves, Uruguayan soccer player. 1980: Luis Maza, Venezuelan baseball player. 1981: Aquivaldo Mosquera, Colombian footballer. 1981: Chris Urbanowicz, English guitarist, of the band Editors. 1982: Andoni Iraola, Spanish footballer. 1982: Jason Motte, American baseball player. 1984: Dustin Johnson, American golf player. 1984: Rubდ©n Ivდ¡n Martდ­nez Andrade, Spanish footballer. 1984: Janko Tipsareviე‡, Serbian tennis player. 1985: Karla Cossდ­o, Cuban-Mexican entertainer. 1985: Sofoklis Schortsanitis, Greek b-ball player. 1986: Ramin Ott, Samo-American footballer. 1987: Joseph Dempsie, English entertainer. 1987: Danny Green, American b-ball player. 1987: Lee Min Ho, South Korean entertainer. 1987: Nikita Rukavytsya, Ukrainian footballer. 1988: Omri Casspi, Israeli b-ball player. 1988: Portia Doubleday, American entertainer. 1989: Jung Yong Hwa, South Korean vocalist, of the band CN Blue. 1989: Cდ©dric Mongongu, Congolese footballer. 1990: Sebastian Jung, German footballer. 1991: Hugo Mallo, Spanish footballer. 1992: Ricardo Javier Acosta, Argentine footballer.

[istitutofemminile]

Agente X-77 ordine di uccidere 1966

[superangrycollection]

El mundo sigue (1963)

by Fernando Fernán Gómez

Drama - 124 mn - Spain

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[docpiplup]

La Amelia Folch del rodaje de 1966, de Entre dos tiempos (3x13)

**La pregunta es, de dónde sacaron los de los 60's exactamente la base para hacer esta versión de Emdt, porque a priori diría que Urueña pudo acceder a informes de misiones y mandó esa información a guinistas como base para hacer la serie.

Pero los infomes de misiones, son eso, de misiones no creo que documenten cosas como cuando la patrulla se conoce en la cafetería o lo de Salvador enseñándole a Julián las puertas.

A menos que sí se relate algo en otro informe o sólo es una invención de los guionistas de los 60's que casualmente a coincidido en varios aspectos en lo que ocurrió (Salvo en detalles)

Supongo que eso último sería la respuesta más probable, porque si no está la teoría de la conspiración de que Urueña ha obtenido esa info directamente de alguien de la patru o cercano a la patru, ya sea por vía oral o escrita. En plan o alguien estaba contando batallitas y anécdotas de la patru y resulta que Urueña estaba escuchando, u alguien se coló en la casa Folch antes de que Amelia quemara el diario y le hizo unas fotos.

Aunque esta es bastante hilarante (y poco probable) la verdad, y Urueña le entregó a los de Rtve diciendo que eran ideas para guiones de una nueva serie, y luego ya los guionistas con ese material base, distorsionaron varias cosas y se inventaron alguna cosa que otra y a grabar.

O también puede ser que Lola filtrara este tipo de información (probablemente en algún punto entre que Irene la sacó de Loarre y el comienzo de la 3t) a los Urueña, que pueden ser una buena opción para que la usen para vengarse. En plan, este tipo y su padre están resentidos con el Ministerio, le voy a dar información sobre la patrulla y así en un futuro tiene información que de alguna forma podría filtrar y fastidiar al Ministerio.

Lo gracioso es que vemos a Lola 1 en la intro del Ministerio de los 60, pero creo que no sale nunca en las escenas de rodaje.

Entre que la patru las ha pasado canutas desde que les reclutaron, especialmente en 2017, por las bajas de Julián y Amelia, a tal punto que Alonso es el único que queda de la patru original, y al pobre le tienen recordando cosas de sus primeras misiones, y básicamente para él es un mensaje de, vete echando leches del Ministerio, vive tu vida, que fuera del Ministerio tienes más garantías de seguir vivo y ser feliz con Elena. Y que Lola 1 parece que siempre ha sabido muchas cosas sobre la patru, pues podría ser.

Otra opción para de donde sacó Urueña lo de la patrulla podría ser de las cámaras de vigilancia del Ministerio (porque creo que algunas cámaras fijas por ahí, por lo que se da a entender en algunos episodios)

Pero claro, tendría que tener alguna fuente directa para acceder a ellas.

[operazione-paura]

José Calvo, Gemma Cuervo, Anthony Steffen, Ida Galli and Aldo Berti in ¿Por qué seguir matando? (José Antonio de la Loma, 1965).

[noladyme]

La Cuervo - Chapter 22

She is used to the biker-life, having grown into a woman in the familiar embrace of SAMCRO. A bad decision and a gun-shot later, she gets whisked off to Santo Padre, and put under the protection of another club. What is supposed to be a short stint in the Mayan headquarters just north of the border to Mexico, turns into something more; when la quervo begins to develop feelings for el angel - and he seems to return them in kind...

TW: violence, blood, drug use, alcohol, smut, fluff, angst

In the spirit of "The Crown Princess of Charming", this is a story about O.C. Nina and Angel Reyes. It is obviously non-canon, as characters who have passed on, on Mayans M.C., are present in it, and others have been excluded completely. Nina is written as a cis-female, but I have tried to keep her race and looks as ambiguous as possible. Should you find any of this story offensive, please let me know.

22.

They didn’t speak much in the morning. For once, Angel had decided to set an alarm, and more or less jumped out of bed, the moment his phone began buzzing. His mind seemed as focused as professional soldier’s; and he made even the actual veteran – Coco – seem relaxed in comparison. It had rained during the night, and the air smelled fresh; but didn’t lighten Nina’s mood, as she sat smoking a cigarette on the porch, while the two men packed up Coco’s extra guns. EZ showed up in the van, with Letty and Gaby in the passenger seats. Angel helped Nina in to the seat Letty had previously occupied. The teenager got on her dad’s bike with him, before they all began driving down the street.

Gaby looked worriedly at Nina, as she sat between EZ and her. “Are you alright?”, she asked quietly. “Ezekiel told me what happened…”. “I’m… I don’t know”, Nina muttered. She cleared her throat, wanting to think about anything else than the pain currently surging in her leg. “Are youok? Have you gone on lockdown before?”. “No”, Gabriella said. “This is all very new to me”. “How do they do it up north?”, EZ asked Nina. “I don’t think it’s different than here”, Nina said. EZ frowned, making her question his experience with situations like this as well. “You’ve never done this before either, have you…?”. “No…”, EZ admitted. “It’s never been necessary”. “It’ll be fine”, Nina said, trying to convince herself as well as the two lockdown debutants. “We just have to keep our heads low, and the gates locked… Is your pap’ coming?”. “He says he can protect himself…”, EZ muttered. “But he’ll be by later with the meat he was bringing for the party anyway”. “I’ll try to get him to stay”, Nina said. EZ gave her a thankful smile.

When they arrived at Angel’s place – her place, as Nina reminded herself – the others waited by the vehicles, while she and Angel went inside to gather what they needed. Nina hobbled through the living room, as Angel began closing the windows, after the exterminator visit. Once in the bedroom, Nina began packing some clothes and essentials. She went to get her gun, but remembered that Camille had used it; and that the police probably had taken it for evidence. “Fuck!”, she exclaimed. “What?”, Angel asked, coming running into the bedroom. “My gun… It was the one Camille… It has my prints all over it!”. “EZ told the cops you fought her for it, so the prints shouldn’t be an issue”, Angel said, his voice relieved that he hadn’t found her in trouble. “Is it registered?”. “No, and the serial is filed off… I did grow up with SAMCRO”, Nina grunted. She sighed heavily, and sat down on the bed, to get some weight off her leg. “Is there enough first-aid stuff at the clubhouse?”. “Why?”, Angel asked. Nina shot him a hard look. “You know why”, she replied. “We’re also gonna need a couple of pre-paids in case of emergencies… We’ve got food and drinks, because we were getting ready for the party… I wish there was a proper kitchen, though… And extra guns. Anyone who can shoot should be carrying…”.

Angel crouched in front of her, and took her hands in his own. “Breathe, mami… We got this, ok? You don’t have to worry”. “Well, I am fucking worried!”, Nina growled. “If Bishop had an old lady, it would be her responsibility to keep the people in the clubhouse comfortable. Now I have to…”. “You know what you’re doing… I hear you had a good teacher”, Angel smiled. “Teller’s mom, right? She was good queen…”. “Yeah… most of the time”, Nina muttered. She still felt ambivalent about how Gemma had fulfilled her duties; mainly due to how she’d ended her reign by breaking Jax’s heart, and killing his wife. She’d also been a good friend and surrogate aunt, though; at least in the beginning. “Just do what you always do. We’ll take care of the rest”. “Yeah… You’re gonna go get fucking murdered, while I serve potato-salad to scared hangarounds…”. Angel leaned forward, and caught her lips in a warm kiss. “I’m coming back to you”, he said. “Promise me…”, Nina said. He placed her hand on his chest, just above his heart. “I swear, cuervo…”. He kissed her again, and got to his feet. “I’m gonna go get my extra hardware. Do you remember where I put the Beretta?”. “You can’t remember where you put your guns?”. “Some of them are kinda small… They get lost”, he muttered. Nina rolled her eyes. “Behind the toilet-rolls in the cabinet under the bathroom sink”, she sighed.

Angel left the room, and Nina got to her feet again; leaning against her crutches. “What the fuck?”, Angel yelled. Nina hobbled after him as quickly as she could. “What’s wrong?”, she asked, and tried to look out from behind him, as he stood in the doorway. “What the hell is that?”, Angel said, and pointed at something skinny and furry; cowering in the corner of the shower. Nina gasped, and pushed past him. “Don’t…! It’s just a poor kitty”, she said. Limping slowly forwards, she got to her knees in front of the shaking tabby. “Hey bug…”, she cooed, and stretched out her hand. The cat hissed, before leaning its head forwards to sniff her. “Get the fuck out!”, Angel growled, and took a threatening step forward. “Stop it! You’re scaring it…”, Nina said.

The cat hissed again, but Nina kept her hand out; and after a few moments, it stepped forward, and blinked slowly at her, before pushing its forehead against her hand. It was missing part of its left ear, and from the looks of its pronounced hipbones, it was clear it hadn’t had a proper meal in quite a while. The skin was sagging off it, and bellow its belly. “It’s a stray… Probably has all sorts of diseases”, Angel grunted. “It probably jumped through the window to get out of the rain”, Nina said, ignoring Angel’s displeased tone. “Do we have anything for it to eat?”. “No”, Angel said coldly, and walked over to grab the cat. “I’ll throw it outside. Close the window, so it doesn’t come back in”. Nina looked hard at him. “No!”, she said. “It needs food and care…”. “Nina…”. “You said we could get a cat!”. “Not this one!”, Angel declared. “We can go to a shelter or something. Get a kitten. I’m not taking in some old, ratched…”. His words drowned in Nina’s exclamations of aww, as the tabby once again pressed its head against her hand, and let her scratch it behind its ears. “Angel… Look at him…!”. “How do you know it’s a he?”, Angel grunted. “I’d think you’d recognize a pair of balls when you saw them”, Nina chuckled. The cat stroked its entire body against her thigh. “Such a good bug… That’s your name, isn’t it…? Bug…”.

Angel groaned loudly, and shook his head. “We gotta go”. Nina was lost in cuddling her new friend. “Mami… Nina! We gotta hit the road… Look, we’ll keep the window open. If it’s still here when we come back, we’ll talk about it”. “Please, just put out some food for him…”, Nina pleaded. “But then he’ll stay for sure!”. “Yeah…”. She shot out her lower lip in a pout, and looked pleadingly at Angel. The biker groaned again, and left the bathroom for a few moments, before returning with an open tin of tuna. He dropped it on the floor. “Here… eat, cat”, he grunted. “His name is Bug”, Nina said with a chiding tone. Angel put his arms under hers, and raised her to her feet. “Fine. Bug. Let’s go”, he muttered, and led her out of the bathroom.

At the last second, Nina grabbed Jax’s helmet. She wasn’t planning on riding on the back of any bikes any time soon, due to her leg; but she felt naked without it near her.

EZ met them by the front door, as they were on their way out. “Bro, what took so long?”. “We were adopting a cat”, Angel said. “A cat?”, EZ asked. “His name is Bug…”, Angel replied. “Don’t ask”. Nina smirked, and tugged at his cut, to get him to lean down for a kiss; before they went back to the van.

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The yard was crowded with bikes when they finally arrived. Bishop and Hank met them on the porch; and Nina was reminded of Taza’s decision to tell the club his secret, the day before. Not seeing him next to the president, made a knot form in her stomach. “What the fuck took you so long?”, Bishop growled. “Cats… bugs…”, Angel muttered. “Don’t ask”, EZ chuckled.

Angel helped Nina up the stairs to the clubhouse. Once inside, they were greeted by the rest of the Mayans, and a few bikers from the Oakland charter. Nina recognized them from SAMCRO parties, but didn’t know any of their names, save Alvarez’s. El Padrino himself gave her a polite nod from his seat by the bar. She scanned the room for Taza, and frowned when she realized he wasn’t inside either. Angel put a hand on her hip. “Go sit down”, he muttered, and went over to talk to Gilly. Chucky pulled out a chair for her, and Nina sat down; soon joined by Letty and Gaby – the latter looking quite uncomfortable with the situation. EZ squeezed her shoulder comfortingly, before going to stand by the wall, behind Bishop. Chucky went outside, to keep an eye on the gate.

Most of the hangarounds Nina knew from around the clubhouse was spread throughout the room. There was a group of women Nina had not met before, stood around a striking middle-aged woman, who looked like Riz. Nina decided she was probably Vicky, and that the women were employees at the brothel. Vicky gave her a curious look, as if challenging her to have a bad opinion of them. Nina simply smiled friendlily; and Vicky’s expression softened, before she nodded in greeting.

Gilly came over to Nina, and handed her a small plastic bag, with white pills. “Oxys”, he muttered. “For your leg”. “Thanks…”, Nina said. Gilly winked at her, and slipped away.

“You know why we’re here”, Bishop said; lifting his voice to catch the attention of the people in the room. “We have a rival club moving in on our territory. Vatos Malditos have been coming for our business, by trying to convince a long-time partner to end our relationship with them; in return for what they claim is a better deal. They even put a rat in our midst; a rat that ended up seriously hurting a member of our family, while trying to kill her”. There was a murmur of curses. Bishop raised his hand to quiet everyone down. “We have to answer this disrespect with force… You’re all here because you’re a part of the family, and because we don’t want anyone else to get hurt. We don’t know that VM won’t send a few guys this way; but as long as you stay within the fences, you’ll be safe”. Hank stepped forward, apparently the de facto VP. “We have the Sons of Anarchy coming down from San Bernadino and Charming. Creeper will stay behind here with a few Sons, for your protection”, he said. Creeper didn’t seem happy about the fact that he wasn’t going with his brothers. He’d probably lost a draw for the post. “If you have any security questions, take it up with him”. “Anything to do with provisions or comfort, you go to our den-mother”, Bishop said, and gestured towards Nina. “Nina isn’t very mobile at the moment, but she can point you in the direction of what you need. She knows this place like her back hand”. Angel shot her a warm smile, and she felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment.

Chucky came running in to the clubhouse. “They’re here”, he grinned. A roar of bikes came from the yard, and soon after, Filip stepped inside, followed by Les Packer. Happy, Rat and Tig came in behind them, and Nina saw a group of SAMDINO Sons waiting outside by the bikes. The room was getting crowded. Foregoing custom, Filip strode over to Nina, and pulled her up into his arms. “We didn’t send you back to get shot, luv’”, he said. “I’m ok”, Nina muttered; then winced, when she accidentally put weight on her bad leg. “Fuck’s sake…”, Filip growled. Angel sprang over to support Nina as she got back to her seat. Happy and Tig stepped over to kiss her forehead and squeeze her shoulder, and Rat gave her a shy smile, before they all went to greet Bishop and Alvarez.

After the obligatory back and forth between the patches, Filip, Alvarez and Bishop went into templo, to speak in private for a few moments. Angel headed over to the bar to grab a drink for himself and Nina. While he was gone, Packer came over to greet Nina. He bent down, and gave her a gentle hug. “How are you doing, Neens?”, he asked, and sat down next to her. “I’m alive”, she shrugged with a half-smile. “This is a new setup for you, sweetcheeks”, Packer said. “You comfortable here?”. “Yeah… why?”. “I dunno… You could have been happy in Berdoo as well”, Packer teased. Angel came back with a mug of coffee for Nina, and a beer for himself. “I like the accommodations here”, she smiled, and looked at Angel. “Yeah, I heard…”, Packer said, and raised a brow at the Mayan. “You’d probably have to deal with less gun-shots though. We’re more careful with who we let in our midst”. “It was a mistake that won’t happen again”, Angel grunted, and gave Packer a hard look. “It better not. This isn’t some random croweater you’ve borrowed from Charming”, Packer said. “No. She’s not”, Angel said. “She’s a Mayan old lady”.

Nina rolled her eyes, and pulled out a cigarette. Both men whipped out a lighter, and raced to light them; before holding them in front of her face. “If you two could stop measuring dicks for a moment, you might notice you’re burning off my eyebrows”, Nina sneered. “Sorry, cuervo”, Angel muttered. Nina gave him a slight smile, and a soft kiss, before letting Packer light her smoke. “You still a crow then?”, the SAMDINO president asked, having noticed Angel’s nickname for her. “I’m still me…”, Nina said. “I’ve just got a bigger family now”. “Good for you”, Packer said, and took her hand; giving it a gentle squeeze. “Jax would be happy for you… after he kicked this guy’s ass for diddling his baby-sis”. Angel chuckled at this. “Like he threatened to do you, if you tried anything?”, Nina said. “I didn’t know you were only seventeen at the time!”, Packer laughed. “Bullshit. You arrived the day before my eighteenth birthday-party; and sat at the clubhouse the whole night, looking at your watch to wait for midnight, so I’d be legal”, Nina smirked. “Guilty”, Packer shrugged. “Didn’t do me much good, though; did it…? Teller was a hardass when it came to you. I didn’t stand a chance with him watching over you like a hawk”. They shared a knowing laugh, before Packer looked at Angel. “You don’t have anything to worry about, Reyes. I know when to back off”, he said. “And she’d probably cut my balls off, before you got a chance to, if I tried anything… You’ve got a special lady here”. Angel smiled, relaxing a bit in his seat. “I know…”, he said, and kissed Nina’s temple.

Bishop came out of templo, and nodded to the other bikers. Mayans and Sons alike got to their feet, and began moving towards the ornate door. Angel put a hand on the back of Nina’s head, and caught her lips in a warm kiss; before joining the others. Packer gave her a sly wink, and followed Angel. “Prospect. You too”, Bishop called after EZ. Gabriella gave him a worried look, and he slipped over to give her a quick peck on the cheek, before walking in to templo, and closing the door, once everyone was inside.

Nina got on her feet, and hobbled over to sit down next to the girl. Gaby was visibly shaking, and Nina took her hand. “I know this is all really scary; but we’ll be ok”, she said. Having SAMCRO, SAMDINO and the Mayans all in the same house made her believe her own words more than she had thought she would. “But, what if he gets hurt?”, Gaby asked. “I didn’t even tell him…”. “Tell him what?”, Nina said. Gabriella met her eyes, and they gave away the words she’d had trouble saying. “Oh… Well, I think he knows already; but it wouldn’t hurt his courage and desire to come back whole, if you said it…”. Gaby smiled softly. “I suppose you’re right”, she said.

Letty came over to join them, carrying a couple of cokes for her and Gaby. “Are you talking about your boyfriends?”, she smirked. “You guys could become sisters-in-law!”. “Whoa! Angel and I just got a cat. We’re not talking diamond rings yet”, Nina said. “Good. I don’t think he can afford one”, Leticia teased.

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After about an hour, the bikers emerged from templo with somber expressions. Angel strode over to Nina, and took her hand. “We’re meeting Palo by the east tunnel”, he muttered. “What’s gonna happen?”, Nina asked nervously. Angel sighed. “We’re not giving him what he wants, so we’re prepared for a fight”. Nina shuddered. Knowing it was a lost cause, she hadn’t been able to keep from at least hoping that Filip and the others would be able to talk the Mayans out of full-on war. Their own experience with rival groups, made them well aware of the devastation something like that could bring a club. Stories of Abel’s kidnapping and Half-Sack’s death – both by the hands of a disgruntled IRA-member – and Gemma’s rape and beating by right-wing psychos, should have been enough fodder for the Mayans to decide to back down, and try to find another way out of the situation. “Shit…”, she hissed. “But what about what Taza told you? Can’t you just use that…?”. “The prez’ didn’t even mention it”, Angel muttered. “I don’t know… its like he’s pretending the conversation never took place”. “Where is Taza?”, Nina asked. “I don’t know… He went home last night. At least he said he was going home…”. Nina frowned. “It’ll be ok", Angel tried. “I gotta go clear some details with Bish…”. He squeezed her hand, and slipped away to go speak with his president.

Filip, Tig and Happy came over to take turns hugging her tightly. “We’ve been here before, muffin”, Tig said. “Walk in the park”, Happy muttered. “Rat’s staying behind with one of the SAMDINO-guys. You’ll be safe”. Filip made her sit down, and crouched in front of her. “You know the drill”, he said meaningfully. “We’re coming back. But if we don’t…”. “I know who to call, and in what order…”, Nina muttered. “Be careful“. “You just keep this clubhouse in shape, and have the beers ready for our return", Filip smiled. He pulled out a black handgun, with a dark wooden handle. The distinct SOA A was carved in to the wood, just over the initials, JT. “That .38 only seems to bring you trouble…”, Filip said, and put it in her hand. “I thought you were saving this for Abel…”, Nina croaked. “Jackie didn’t want guns in his boys’ hands… He didn’t want them in yours either, but seeing as things have turned out…”. Nina stuck the gun down the back of her waistband. “Thank you…”. Filip pressed a kiss to her forehead, and the three SAMCRO bikers headed towards the door with Packer.

Angel came back over to say goodbye. “I hate this, Angel”, Nina croaked. “I know, querida… But this is the way it’s gotta be”, Angel said. He gathered her into his arms, making her lean against him. Their lips instantly met in a frenzied kiss; hungrily devouring each other. Nina breathed Angel in, as if it was the last kiss, they’d ever share; and in all honestly, she was afraid that it might be. Brushing her tongue against Angel’s lower lip, he let it meet his own; tasting her, and letting her taste him. “I love you”, Nina whispered. “Te amo”, Angel replied. “I’m coming back”. He pressed a last kiss against her lips.

Nina saw Gaby whisper something in EZ's ear, and he smiled happily at her. After EZ had kissed his love, Angel gave the girl a warm hug. “I’ll make sure he comes back too”, he said, trying for a smile. Gaby nodded, and Nina took her hand, holding it tightly. Coco kissed Letty’s forehead, and muttered something in her ear, before handing her over to Nina; who wrapped her free arm around the teenager. The Mayan gave Nina a half hug, and followed Angel out the door. “They’ll be ok”, Nina said. “But we need to get ready”.

Once the door was closed behind the men heading out, she gave Creeper a look, and the Mayan raised his voice. “Listen up, people. Nina’s got work for you!”. Gaby handed Nina her crutches, and she hobbled into the middle of the room. “We need people to take care of food. The back room is full of provisions; do what you can with it. Felipe will be here later with meat for the grills. I wanna see him when he does…”. Creeper nodded, and a few of the women moved towards the back room. Gabriella joined them, much to Nina’s joy. “You’re free to the bar, but remember why we’re here. Getting wasted isn’t a good idea… Does anyone have medical experience?”. One of the women from Vicky’s place raised her hand. “I’m in nursing school”, she said. “Great”, Nina smiled. “I’m not saying we’ll need it, but I’d like you to set up a first-aid station, in case we do; and the guys are unable to cross the border for the doc”. “Ok… yeah!”, the woman smiled; seemingly proud that she could contribute with something important. Vicky gave Nina a warm smile. “The rest of you, chip in wherever you can. We all have a responsibility to make our stay here as comfortable and safe as possible… That means, don’t flirt with the guys on watch”. Creeper chuckled at this, and patted Rat’s shoulder. They had the first shift, and headed for the door.

Nina blew out a deep breath, and sat back down. Vicky came over with a refill for her mug. “Welcome to the family”, she smiled, and winked at her.

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The hours dragged by. They had no word from the men in the field, and every time the door opened, Nina’s heart jumped; hoping that her loved ones would walk in.

While Nina sat on her chair, her leg throbbing in pain, making her unable to walk around, Letty paced the floor for the both of them. “If he dies, I’m gonna fucking kill him!”, she growled. “Then I’ll bury him next to Celia, in her dick-shaped hole in the desert!”. “Letty, sit down”, Nina said. “Why?”. “Because your pacing is giving me a headache”. Leticia sat down, and Nina noticed tears forming in her eyes. “We just started being a family… And now he might…”. She couldn’t finish the sentence. Nina took her hands. “Coco is a survivor, and he’s gonna do whatever he can to get back to you”, she said. “You think so?”, Letty muttered. “I know so”, Nina smiled. “Your dad loves you, Letty. He’s not gonna leave you”.

Letty wiped her eyes, just in time for Gaby to come over with two plates filled with deliciousness. “I did what I could with what’s here”, she said. “It looks amazing”, Nina said. “But I’m not really hungry”. “You have to eat, if you’re taking pain-medication”, Gaby enthused. “I’m not… I’m trying to keep a level head”. “Just take a fucking pill, Nina”, Letty sighed. “You’re in so much pain, your face is contorted”. “I’m…”, Nina began, before catching the expression on both girls’ faces. “Fine…”, she said, and dug out a pill from the plastic bag in her pocket; downing it with a sip of coffee.

Gaby gave her as bright a smile as she could manage, and pushed the plate of food towards her. Nina took a few bites, when suddenly the door opened, and Felipe stepped inside. He looked around, making it clear it was the first time he’d actually been inside the clubhouse. He frowned slightly, and walked over to Nina. “That guy you call Freak said you wanted to talk to me”, he said. “Creeper”, Nina smiled. “Sure", Felipe said. “Letty, will you help me get the meat?”, Gaby said, and the two girls went out the door. “Please sit. I can’t really stand right now", Nina said. Felipe took the chair just around the corner of the table from her. “I need to get back to the shop…”, he muttered. “You can’t take the day off?”, Nina asked. “The weekend is coming up”, Felipe grunted. “People have family coming for dinner…”. “You’re family”, Nina said. “To these people?”, Felipe asked, and looked at the people in the room. His tone wasn’t disapproving, but he did seem uncomfortable at the view of the scantily clad hangarounds setting up drinks and food; and the nursing student, who was currently preparing bandages, while wearing a barely-there tube top, and a short denim skirt. “To me…”, Nina said, and took Felipe’s hand. “To Gaby…”. They both looked towards Gabriella, who sent them a warm smile, as she came through the door with a container of what looked like steaks.

Felipe sighed deeply. “I told EZ and Angel, I can protect myself”, he said. “Then… stay here and protect us as well”, Nina said. “We don’t know what’s happening out there. It’s dangerous for all of us to be out in the open. Angel and EZ might…”. She chewed her lips and swallowed thickly, trying to suppress tears. “Please stay here with us, suegro”. A smile ghosted Felipe’s lips. “That’s where we’re at, then?”, he said. “You and Angel, I mean”. “I’m… I love him. I really do”. Felipe chuckled. “He’s lucky to have you”, he said. He shot a look at the food prepping station, and rolled his eyes. “Gabriella, lo estás tallando de la manera incorrecta! I told you; follow the bone… Never mind, I’ll show you”. The old butcher got to his feet, and went to take over the carving of the meat. Nina let out a relieved sigh. Felipe was staying.

Needing to get some air, she got to her feet, and used her crutches to move towards the door. A smiling hangaround sprang over to open it for her, and Nina thanked her quietly; before stepping outside. The sky was grey. Apparently, the rain the night before was coming back; she could smell it on the air. She sat down on one of the chairs on the porch, and dug out her cigarettes. Opening the packet, she saw that Coco must have done a reverse pickpocketing when he hugged her; as he’d left her a perfectly rolled joint. She smiled to herself, and considered lighting up; before deciding against it. The oxy was already doing its work, and her leg felt better by the minute. Lighting a cigarette instead, she took a deep huff. The yard was too quiet. The windchimes hung next to the door of the clubhouse, which were usually deafened by the usual sounds of metal screeching and bikes roaring, was all she could hear.

Pulling out Jackson’s gun, she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. She ran her thumb over the letters he’d carved in to the handle. “I remember when you did this”, she said quietly. “Back when you were still stupid enough to think you were immortal…”.

… “What if you lose it? The police will track you down, dumbass!”, Nina said. “I’ll be fine, darlin’”, Jax said, grinning brightly. “Besides, I gotta leave my mark on this world somehow!”. Nina rolled her eyes at him, and picked her book up. “You’re gonna shoot someone, and they’ll track the gun to you”, she growled. Jax chuckled, and stuck the gun down the front of his waistband. “If you don’t shoot your dick off, first”, she muttered. He frowned, and put the gun in the back of his jeans instead. “What are you reading? Teenage-vampire shit?”, he asked. “Screw you… It’s Hamlet. For school”. “O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!”, Jax exclaimed. Nina couldn’t help but smile. “Careful with that gun, or you’ll have me saying: Goodnight, sweet prince, and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest…”. Jax got to his feet, and headed towards the ladder going down from the roof. “We’re meeting up with some Mexican guys… They need our help with something”, he said. “Finish your homework, little sister. We gotta keep your ass out of CaraCara”. He stopped dead in his tracks, and walked back to her, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love”. “I love you too… But you’re still a dumbass”, Nina smiled…

“I wish you were here…”, she whispered. “But where ever you are – if there’s anything you can do to keep him safe… all of them… Please”.

She jolted in her seat, when Creeper appeared next to her, a phone in hand. “It’s for you”, he muttered. Nina took the phone, and put it to her ear. Creeper gave her frowning and confused look, before walking into the clubhouse, leaving her alone. “Hello?”. “Nina?”. “Taza?”. “Yeah, it’s me; sweetheart… Do you wanna help me end this war before it starts?”.

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Very Rare / Altra Rarità...

DIRAI : HO UCCISO PER LEGITTIMA DIFESA

Also Known As (AKA)

(original title) La primera entrega

Greece (transliterated) Krevvati erotos kai aimatos

Greece (reissue title) Viasmos sto krevvati tou aimatos

Italy Dirai: ho ucciso per legittima difesa

Spain La primera entrega de una mujer casada

World-wide (English title) First Surrender

Release Dates

Spain 21 October 1971 (Madrid)

Italy 17 December 1973

REGIA: Angelino Fons

MUSICHE: Piero Piccioni

PAESE: Italia 🇮🇹

SCENEGGIATURA: Roberto Bessi, Alfredo Manas

FOTOGRAFIA: Guglielmo Mancori

MONTAGGIO: José Antonio Rojo

PRODUZIONE: BCR (ROMA) PIEDRA (MADRID)

FORMATO: CINESCOPE TECHNICOLOR

technical specifications

Runtime 1 hr 42 min (102 min)

DURATA: 90 Min

Cast

Franco Citti

Emma Penella

Glen Lee

Bruno Corazzari

Lola Sordo

Pilar Bardem

Rosa de Alba

Fernando Guillén

Gemma Cuervo