Spanish LOM trailer (with translation)
Hi, people!
I just discovered that some of you are interested in the Spanish version of LOM, La chica de ayer, so I thought I could translate the trailer for you. Also, some friends an I will translate the show for you if you want (If we get the subtitles, if we have to make them It will be a little harder, but we will see). I tried my best, I'm more used to do it the other way, you know, from English to Spanish...
Spanish!Sam (off): My name is Samuel Santos. I had an accident and I woke up in the year 1977. If I can work out the reason maybe I can get home.
Spanish!Chris: I'm Cristobal. Nice to meet you. He's Raymundo.
S!S: Where am I?
S!C: On the CID.
S!S: What you mean, the CID? This is not like that, men. Where's my PC?
Spanish!Ray: The people from the PCE? The communists? (PCE: Spanish Communist Party)
S!S: What are you doing here? What's all this? Where did you come from?
Spanish!Gene: It fucking upsets me to wake up with screamings.
I'm the only one who shouts here, and never before 11am, ok? I don't care where they send you from, how tall you are and how big is your cucumber. (he means his dick, he just uses a very weird word, a bandurria, it's like a small guitar)
S!S: I'm five years old. In 1977 I'm only five years old. Maybe somehow this is all some kind of dream.
I don't know how to get back.
Spanish!Annie: I'm sure there's another way to get back. I'm sure.
S!S: Are you gonna help me find a way of getting out of here?
Spanish!Sam mother: Yes? What do you want, sir?
S!S (off): My mother... she's ten years younger than me.
S!SM: Your name is Samuel Santos!
S!S: I know, it's your son's name.
S!SM: Yes. Maybe we are related.
S!S: Maybe.
S!A: I believe you, Samuel. It's like faith. There's no merit on believing something when you have proof.
S!S: It's not easy to believe. You're my father.
I need to find out why my father is leaving. Because I think I'm here to stop him from leaving. And maybe then I can get back.
Thanks for coming with me. 1977 would be a lot worse without you.
S!G: FUCKING SON OF A... LET ME GO, FUCK!
Wow, huh?
If I want someone to upset me I have my mother in law. She's like you, only she looks like a man.
S!S: That's Luís Aragonés? (spanish football team trainer)
S!G: Yeah, Big Shoes.
S!S: That one over there?
S!G: Yeah.
S!S: In 30 years... Remember this: Torres and Villa. (Spanish football players that made Spain win the european competition last year, kind of national heroes)
Woman: What about my gas cylinder?
S!G: Get whatever you want, madam, it's free today.
W: But, could you put it in?
S!G: I won't put you anything in.
When a fairy gets beaten...
S!S: Can we say gays?
S!G: When a fairy...
S!S: Can we... say gays?
S!G: When that people...
S!S: That people... it's better.
If you have any question, I'll be more than happy to answer.
I just discovered that some of you are interested in the Spanish version of LOM, La chica de ayer, so I thought I could translate the trailer for you. Also, some friends an I will translate the show for you if you want (If we get the subtitles, if we have to make them It will be a little harder, but we will see). I tried my best, I'm more used to do it the other way, you know, from English to Spanish...
Spanish!Sam (off): My name is Samuel Santos. I had an accident and I woke up in the year 1977. If I can work out the reason maybe I can get home.
Click to viewSpanish!Chris: I'm Cristobal. Nice to meet you. He's Raymundo.
S!S: Where am I?
S!C: On the CID.
S!S: What you mean, the CID? This is not like that, men. Where's my PC?
Spanish!Ray: The people from the PCE? The communists? (PCE: Spanish Communist Party)
S!S: What are you doing here? What's all this? Where did you come from?
Spanish!Gene: It fucking upsets me to wake up with screamings.
I'm the only one who shouts here, and never before 11am, ok? I don't care where they send you from, how tall you are and how big is your cucumber. (he means his dick, he just uses a very weird word, a bandurria, it's like a small guitar)
S!S: I'm five years old. In 1977 I'm only five years old. Maybe somehow this is all some kind of dream.
I don't know how to get back.
Spanish!Annie: I'm sure there's another way to get back. I'm sure.
S!S: Are you gonna help me find a way of getting out of here?
Spanish!Sam mother: Yes? What do you want, sir?
S!S (off): My mother... she's ten years younger than me.
S!SM: Your name is Samuel Santos!
S!S: I know, it's your son's name.
S!SM: Yes. Maybe we are related.
S!S: Maybe.
S!A: I believe you, Samuel. It's like faith. There's no merit on believing something when you have proof.
S!S: It's not easy to believe. You're my father.
I need to find out why my father is leaving. Because I think I'm here to stop him from leaving. And maybe then I can get back.
Thanks for coming with me. 1977 would be a lot worse without you.
S!G: FUCKING SON OF A... LET ME GO, FUCK!
Wow, huh?
If I want someone to upset me I have my mother in law. She's like you, only she looks like a man.
S!S: That's Luís Aragonés? (spanish football team trainer)
S!G: Yeah, Big Shoes.
S!S: That one over there?
S!G: Yeah.
S!S: In 30 years... Remember this: Torres and Villa. (Spanish football players that made Spain win the european competition last year, kind of national heroes)
Woman: What about my gas cylinder?
S!G: Get whatever you want, madam, it's free today.
W: But, could you put it in?
S!G: I won't put you anything in.
When a fairy gets beaten...
S!S: Can we say gays?
S!G: When a fairy...
S!S: Can we... say gays?
S!G: When that people...
S!S: That people... it's better.
If you have any question, I'll be more than happy to answer.