[throws the scissors]
Héctor:We still have a while before it starts raining.
Héctor:[first lines - everything has fallen out of the back of his car]Clara! Clara! Clara! Didn't you hear me calling you?
Clara:You called me?
Héctor:Yeah. You didn't hear me?
Héctor:This was the one you wanted, right?
Clara:Yeah. And the fertilizer?
Clara:Put it there.
Héctor:You'll assembled it here?
Clara:[a quick kiss]Time flies here.
Clara:I'm going upstairs to lie down.