i am juan pablo el castillo, and i have come all the way from barcelona to meet hortense.nd to make love... to her mind. - hello, doctor. - i love the weather! - me too! except for rain. and snow. and gentle breezes. - yes, uh, we like our breezes rough. - mm-hmm. - hmm. - ♪ i want the money, i want the fame ♪ ♪ i want the whole world to know my name ♪ ♪ this is mine, i got to get it ♪ ♪ i got to get it, got, got to get it ♪ ♪ "another period" - ♪ know what i mean? ♪ know what i mean? ♪ you got to know what i mean [footsteps approaching] - madam, you've hardly touched your dessert pillars. is the croquembouche not towered to your liking? we could add a spire of plum butter to the summit if you prefer. - no, it's not the pillars. it's just that life has become less sunny since i've discontinued my morphine use. - my god, madam, i'll inject you straight away. - no, peepers. i think not being on morphine is ultimately better for me than being on morphine. - well, i'm not a doctor, but that sounds like a load of piffle.