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-Right? -A bit...
Let's see.
Go a little to the left.
Okay! Let's start!
Dear future Bárbara and Susana,
we're here to remind you about a few important things.
Things you might have forgotten.
Right? For example:
Come on!
Future Bárbara,
I hope you don't get so overwhelmed about stuff.
I hope so too.
I hope you're true to yourself.
That you're able to look at yourself in the mirror and be proud of yourself.
Hey!
-Lesbian dancing, now! Go on! -What?
Like in 'Basic Instinct.'
-What's up, man? -Sup?
Hey, what's up? What's the plan?
No clue.
-I was waiting for you. -Yeah?
So?
Hi, Montse. I don't think you saw me.
Oh, and you are...?
I'm Barb... I'm Bárbara...
You really like that boy, don't you?
I do.
You know school's the top priority, right?
I'm in love with him.
An he's in love with me.
-You have to be independent. -Yes.
-I know! Standing on my own two feet.
That you couldn't choose, but I have the chance...
Blah, blah, blah...
# If you really love me,
# I'm no longer the one # who runs scared
# when the storm hits.
# Fighting in the waves, # she finds the beach.
# That kind of girl, no,
# that's not me! #
You can fuck up a thousand times.
Lose your way, forget who you are...
Or what's your head doing in that toilet bowl!
But if you did it for your friend,
it means it was worth it.
No matter what, I've got you, you've got me.
Look at that man.
Tucked in T-shirt and blue underwear.
And look at that hole!
OK, look at that lady.
Nasty shoulder pads pinned to her bra.
Look! Look!
Boxers and a tie!
-Bye. -Girl, aren't you coming?
Susana, we have a test!
Shit, man!
Hi, mommy!
You failed five classes, Susana!
It's only five, mom. It's all good.
-I swear I'll pass in September. -But that wasn't our deal.
I know, but they hired Pepo at 'The Sonar', mom.
-So what? -I'm going with him.
Listen, there's no need to rush.
There's time for everything, seriously, don't be in such a rush.
Mom, I'll die if I don't go!
I don't want to hear a word about Pepo, the Sonar, or any of that.
-I'm going, mom. I will. -Go to your room.
-Go to your room! -I'll go, mom!
I swear I'll go!
You're grounded, you hear me? You're not leaving for 15 days.
I can't wait 15 days!
-Go to your room! -You're ruining my life! Thank you!
Living a thousand lives in a thousand different places.
And going on the Interrail together.
Swear it!
Pompeii.
Go-go in Berlin.
Archeologist in Egypt.
Here it is.
We'll come back when we're old.
When we're old...
When's that?
When we're 25 or so.
Ten, eleven and twelve!
Happy 2000!
Happy New Year!
"Apparently a plane has just crashed in New York
against the Twin Towers.
Antonio, are you seeing the images too?"
"I'm seeing it... I'm seeing it live."
Yes, yes, it's okay.
Oh, you were so little.
"Iniesta sends it to Cesc, Cesc back to Iniesta.
It's not offside. Go, Iniesta!"
Goal! Goal! Goal!
Goaaaal!
The patient is Susana Duarte, 39 years old.
She's been in a coma for several years now.
Excuse me, please step back.
In some epilepsy and coma cases,
piracetrin has been used to stimulate the nervous system.
You're not gonna stop until she wakes up.
That's not me
Ah...
-Did you say 'ah'? -Ah ah...
Did you say mama?
Ah, ah...
'Mama'? Susana?
You're okay.
That's my girl! I knew it.
My love!
-How old did you say I am? -However old you'd like, love.
Go little by little.
I'm really hot!
Our patient, Susana Duarte, is recovering well.
Her cognitive recovery is at a 60%,
and her fine motor skills are...
1, 2, 3, 4.
1. 2.
Come on, Raúl, a little more.
Look, mom! I can do a headstand!
Her spirit is unbreakable.
-Whose? -Susana's.
I have a feeling... Let me check if she wakes up.
She's here. She woke up.
Susana woke up. Look at her.
No, no! I'll do it myself!
Look! Look!
-That's right... -Did you see that?
I just...
I get this thing...
I get distracted... And I come to, but I don't know how.
Woohoo!
Did you see me?
Wait. Wait, wait, wait!
I can do the ballerina too.
Ángela...
That friend of Susana's. The one who was like family...
Bárbara.
Bárbara will go far because she studies a lot.
Bárbara!
-Bárbara! -Upstairs and to the right!
Again?
-They don't let me sleep... -Ugh.
Hi, welcome to Barcelona, come on in.
There's the kitchen, you can use it if you'd like.
You saw that already.
Over there is the bathroom.
And these are the rooms, choose whichever suits you best.
Okay. Check-out in on Sunday at 12,
please leave the keys inside as I'll be at work.
Any questions?
-What's up gang? -What's good, dude?
-How are you? -I'm cool as a cucumber.
And skid now!
Very well.
Okay...
-There is good. -Okay, get up now.
-There you go. I'll help you. -1, 2, 3... There!
Cool, I've got it.
Let's see...
-All good? -Yes, great.
I'll leave you to it. You've got this.
Heck yeah!
Hello?
-Hi. -What's up?
Did you get my texts?
-What? -Shh!
-Did you ask me? -I'm talking...
-Yes, I'm here. Tell me. -Of course you're here.
-Where else would you be? -What?
-I'm saying you're here... -Can you shut up?
Hey! Make up your mind. You asked me first.
I can't hear you, there's a crazy lady screaming.
A crazy lady?
Where?
Shh!
What's wrong with you? Can't you see I'm not talking to you?
-You're not? -No.
Then who are you talking to?
I'm on the phone. Have you never seen a "hands-free"?
Of course... Of course I've seen a "hands-free".
Hundreds of "hands-free". Thousands of "hands-free"!
You hear? Thousands!
Look! I have two hands free! Ouch...
You were saying?
-A four year-old could've done this. -Shh!
You're not allowed to use electronic devices inside the building.
It's yours.
Yes?
Bárbara?
I'm calling from the hospital. I'm Dr. Julia Hermida.
I'm Susana Duarte's doctor.
Is...
Is she dead?
She woke up.
What?
We used an experimental treatment and it miraculously worked.
She asked about you.
I'll visit her as soon as I can.
The thing is I don't know how she'll manage
after her treatment here.
What about her mom? Ángela?
She can't take care of her.
She's been in a home for a while but Susana doesn't know.
I'm calling because it's a complex situation.
Susana!
You truly are disabled...
Susana, come over, someone wants to see you.
Shut up, dumbass.
Come here!
-She's limping... -Yes, but she's only limping!
-Look who's here! -Josefina!
What?
She's not okay...
-Who's Josefina? -My mom.
-What's wrong? -She's Bárbara!
Her?
You're... Are you Bárbara?
Girl...
You look so much like your mom.
I don't know how to take that...
I missed you so much, Bárbara.
I really wanted to see you.
-I'll leave you to it. -My friend!
I'll be back...
How are you?
Why didn't you come see me, bitch?
Well... My job...
This is heavy, huh?
-How are you? -How are you?
-Okay. Three brands of milk! -Ouch! No, no, no!
'Lauki', 'Pascual' and 'Central Lechera Asturiana'.
Enough!
I mean,
it seemed impossible that you'd wake up.
I know, girl! But I'm ecstatic. They said it was a miracle.
But the physical therapy is a nightmare.
I can't poop.
I just can't, and my farts are so bad they make people cry.
And sometimes it's like I...
Draw a blank.
Susana?
Susana... Susana! Su...
I'm joking, girl. I got you good!
Thank God you're here.
Listen, Susana,
it's been a long time,
-and... -I'm still the same.
I feel like I slept for 12 hours instead of 20 years.
Well, some people spend their lives sleepwalking.
-Right? -Look at you!
-You're so smart. -Not really...
-Yes. -No... No.
-Yes. -No.
So, are you happy?
Did you go on the Interrail?
No...
I kept postponing it and...
And I didn't.
Well. It's all good, because we're together now.
And we can do anything together.
Mom!
-How did you get here? -I took a taxi.
But not my taxi.
Can you believe they don't let her drive?
-No. -They say she gets dizzy.
-Who does? -You do.
Who's that?
-Josefina? -No.
-She looks just like her, though. -No, Ángela, I'm Bárbara.
My mother died, remember? You came to the funeral.
Your mom died? When did that happen?
A long time ago, I'll tell you later.
You two are like sisters. You have the same eyes.
Like sisters.
Yes.
-I can walk! -Don't do that.
Forward! Backwards!
Her new reality can cause a traumatic shock.
Goal: stay positive.
-What if she asks? -About what?
About how things are going.
Give her little tidbits, but don't lie.
No, but what do I tell her? The truth?
-Which is? -I have 2 degrees, 3 credits,
the world sucks, people are idiots...
There must be something else, right?
Of course.
The war!
No, no!
I'm moving in with "Barbie"!
Dear physical therapy center,
I will miss your hot dogs on Fridays,
your pre-made pizza...
It smells weird.
Yeah, the last tenants where disgusting.
It's so beautiful!
-There's a man! -Yes.
He's butt naked.
He's the new tenant.
-You share the place? -No.
I rent a room by days,
like a hotel.
But at home.
And they poop here and everything?
Lots. Lots of poop.
So, tell me!
How's your love life?
My love life? Love is a social construct, Susana.
Whoa! A social construct!
-I don't' agree. -You don't know what it means.
That's true.
Listen, and...
What about...?
What about "business"?
What business?
Sex. How is that going?
-Sex? -Yes, how is it? Tell me!
Well, actually...
In the 21st Century it's so complicated...
I wouldn't know where to begin.
-Why? -Well, because...
Because individualism, new masculinity, the porn industry, bondage...
Girl, stop blabbering.
-Effectively. -You fuck badly and not much.
And post-pandemic, it's worse.
Pandemic? What pandemic?
Nothing... You'll find out eventually...
Look, your room!
This one? Whoa!
This is so rad, bestie!
-What do we do tomorrow? -I'll work and you'll go to PT.
Sleep tight!
Yoo-hoo!
A'ight, bro, listen.
I had no space left on my hard drive so I uploaded to the cloud.
But chill...
Send me a WeTransfer, I can't download the zip.
Zip...
-That's cool. -Yeah...
Zip!
Who are you?
I see you.
Remember,
you're a goddess.
What are you doing here?
You're following me!
I'm looking for an off-license.
Good luck because everything has changed.
Hello, excuse me...
Do you know where I could find a phone box?
I need the yellow pages, but I can't find one.
What for?
I want to call my boyfriend.
Well, my ex...
Sure, I know how.
Why is your leg missing?
A tsunami.
A what?
The tsunami in Thailand, 2004.
Oh, sure... Yeah.
I was there on vacation, with my family.
An underwater earthquake.
Level 9.
Whoa!
Wait up!
Shit, you're too fast!
My mom and my brother went to different hospitals.
Didn't your mom get hurt?
Huh? Yes, badly.
Well, they even told us she died, so...
You can imagine the drama, the angst...
So, "The impossible".
Whoa, dude!
That was hardcore, huh?
Yes, we called each other by city names.
Like Denver, Tokyo, Berlin...
They said "this will change our lives."
And I thought: "let's be for real."
"How are we going to rob the Royal mint?"
Why not?
Because you can't! Because money isn't everything.
True...
So I told them to get lost and took a plane.
And I went to London for college.
-London? -Yes.
I went to Hogwarts.
Oh!
You know, where I lived in London, there was the gorgeous flea market
and she was a very, very famous actress.
Back then I had a book store.
In Notting Hill.
One day she came in to buy a book...
There's like a thousand Rodríguez P. here.
Should I call to Paco Lobatón's show?
So...
What was I going to say...?
Wanna fuck?
What?
Do you want to fuck?
What's wrong?
You're incredibly shameless.
The fact that you don't know about the day of liberation.
Or about the 15M.
Like May of 1968, but even more brutal.
It's insane.
If you want to, you say it and you do it.
You're making it up.
Do you want me to show you the 15M?
-Sure! -Look!
-The 15M. -You can see whatever you want in here?
Yes... You hear that?
Yes we can!
Yes we can! Yes we can!
-That's it! -Yes we can?
Fuck.
-We can fuck? -Of course!
Yes. There was a huge orgy after.
With all of these people?
Yes, the smell afterwards was...
-What are you talking about? -Yeah!
So, what?
What?
Sex?
Nah. No, thank you.
Very kind of you.
But no.
Well, I'm going back to the PT center.
Good luck, I hope you find someone to have sex with.
No! Wait up! I'm going with you.
# There are no devils tonight, # we're fucking some guy. #
The girls in red with dicks on their heads...
-Those are dicks? -They are, yes.
They're from the Female Command.
And they go out looking for a guy
who'd them all pregnant in one night.
You're kidding!
It's banned to be a virgin after you're 30.
But how...?
How do they know if you are... If they are virgins?
There are sensors...
Sensors?
The sensors, of course. These sensors.
This has some very advanced technology.
It's called WiFi.
And it tracks hormonal activity.
And when it senses a fertile woman who's still a virgin: it blares.
The alarm goes off.
And it automatically alerts
the National Committee for Asexual Activities.
Look, this right here is the sensor.
Listen, please, I'm not going to report you.
No, no, it's all good. I'm really calm!
The truth is you have to be careful because anyone could report you.
It's as easy as sending a text that reads 'virgin'
to the phone number 888.
No one told me about this.
Yeah...
You don't have many friends, do you?
-I do! -Yeah?
-I have friends. Not many, but... -Sure.
Relax, I think this one and the cordyceps
are the two main things.
Excuse me!
Excuse me. Excuse me!
Susana!
What's wrong?
Nothing...
This is horrible. It's... Horrible.
Horrible! I've seen it. I've...
I understood everything.
I thought you were ignoring me but you were trying to protect me.
-What's that noise? -You wanted to help.
Nothing!
What do you mean nothing?
It's nothing, Barb.
Hold up!
-But... -No! No!
-It's... -No! Barb! No!
-What? -Please!
-Please, let go! -Come here! No!
-I'm going to jail. -What's happening?
-What? Why are you going to jail? -I am!
-You? No! Hold up! -She's crazy, I'm...
-Why do you have a hammer? -She recorded me!
Give me the hammer!
-No, she's crazy! -Susana, give it!
-Stop! -A hammer!
No! No!
-Susana. -Open the fucking door!
Susana, I'm begging you.
-Over my dead body. -You locked up a girl in the pantry!
You don't know what she's doing!
You've got no clue!
-I'm opening! -Open!
Barb...
No...
Fuck you straight to hell!
Give me back my phone!
No. No! No!
Tell the truth! Barb!
-Ask her who she truly is! -One second!
On top of the room not looking like the picture,
-she locked me in! -I'm sorry!
I had a date!
A date... You're part of a command, you want to get pregnant!
Tell her!
Susana, give back the phone.
She recorded me with it, she wants to report me, like...
Hello?
Oh, honey, you've got no idea what just happened.
Susana...
What did they tell you, exactly?
It's all from the movies!
There's no Committee or a command...
Why do I always get the screamers?
What a whore that Chinese girl, she loves the hanky-panky.
No, no.
You can't say...
Don't talk about race.
Don't talk about sexual liberation.
-Don't... Don't talk to anyone. -Okay...
What about the...?
The sensors that track your hormones with WiFi...
-Is that real? -No, it's not.
They don't exist.
Well, not exactly.
Maybe a bit: there's Big Data,
where you sell your information to companies
so they can buy your attention.
But with all the stimulus, people got swamped.
They're dumb, have no opinions and are superficial.
Which takes us to the issue of polarization,
which is the simplification of emotions.
That's why we're on the verge of catastrophe, with no hope.
Not to mention AI, which is taking over our jobs
and will take over our...
What I mean is that...
There are no hover-boards,
but there are other inventions that you may...
Love!
Like, for example...
Alex, play some music!
What's that?
-You're a goddess. -You too.
-I need a bra... -Let's go.
Hurry! Hurry!
Hurry! He's coming!
To one side...
Hey, Raúl!
-Stretch... -It's good to see you!
-Do you know where I just went? -Where?
The Virgin Committee. They're telling you to get fucked!
It was funny, wasn't it?
Get up and ride.
Okay, guys, time for some warmups.
We start going on circles, let's go.
We circle our arms backwards.
Good job.
And we start going faster. Go! Go!
Change of direction!
Ouch! Fuck!
Are you okay?
Yes, leave me alone. Enough.
Raúl, if you want to compete again you need to step up.
-Susana, can you help me? -Shit!
-Why me? -Come on!
Shit...
Don't put all your weight on me!
-Okay, slow down. -You're mad heavy.
Okay, okay.
There, sit down.
Fuck you, you've earned it.
-Go away. -No, you go away.
What? Is this bench yours?
Come on! Come on! Go! Go! Go!
Don't stop. Don't stop.
Tell me what happened to you whenever you feel like it.
-I'm an idiot. -And what else?
A motorbike accident.
What did you compete on?
I'm a Moto2 champion.
Sure, and I'm Arantxa Sánchez Vicario.
-I'm being serious. -Me too.
You talk big game, but that's all you are.
I've got you all figured out, dude.
You're one of those who fuck people over because you got fucked over.
That's what my therapist says.
You go to the shrink?
Yes.
Do you?
Are you crazy?
Are you a nut?
A loony?
Maybe I'll go tell people.
Maybe I'll say you have a loose screw, and not just on the leg.
Unless you help me find my boyfriend.
He's your high school boyfriend?
Yes.
What?
The flame is still there.
The flame, huh?
Yes, bro, the flame.
The connection, the magic...
When your heart bursts out just seeing them.
But you wouldn't know about it.
Listen, let's be real.
no one in their right mind wants to reconnect with a woman
they haven't seen in 20 years and who has brain damage.
Brain damage? You have brain damage!
Retard!
What an asshole.
Listen, Susana.
-What's your boyfriend's name? -Pepo!
Okay, but a 40 year old man wouldn't go by Pepo.
He's name is Pepo! Pepo!
-Pepo what else? -Rodríguez.
Okay.
And can you tell me anything else about Pepo?
He's a Gemini.
And he likes music. He's a musician.
He also has a birthmark here. It's super rad.
It looks like a little strawberry.
Listen, there must be a million people named Rodríguez.
Are you sure you'd recognize him nowadays?
Yes.
He's one in a million.
Well, let's see.
Pepo Rodríguez, musician.
I have a picture.
You do? Okay, let me see it.
-Is that you as a teen? -Yes.
What happened to you?
-Doctor! -Hey! How's my favorite patient?
Hi!
-Cool place! -Excuse me for meeting you at a bar,
-but I needed a drink. Whiskey. -A shot for me!
I'll go.
I don't go out...
Often.
Well, there's...
-There's a free spot at an apartment. -Oh!
I need to rent the room.
Don't worry.
And I'd much rather be by myself.
Sure thing.
-Yeah, right? That's it? -Exactly.
I mean, I completely understand you. My body isn't my body...
-No... -I look at myself, head-down,
and I can't recognize myself.
Listen...
She doesn't do the dishes.
No. And she doesn't recycle.
And she takes hour-long showers.
And that builds up, you know?
It affects the bills... I'm talking from experience.
And she's messy.
I've been asleep for a while,
I mean, not sleeping, but not going out...
It's been 20 years since my last time.
And do we have to make the choice now?
Like, right now?
The girl leaves in a month, and many people are waiting.
So, the sooner you make up your mind, the better.
My mom is so rad.
Mom! What are you doing?
1, 2, 3, 4.
You're an artist!
What are you doing? No! No! No!
Mom!
They said my kid was a vegetable!
I'll eat you up, my little lettuce.
And I thought my mom was so trendy!
Susana!
Come here!
You said "come"?
Okay, okay!
What are you saying? I can't hear you!
-Pepo! -Who's that?
I found Pepo!
Yes, right now we need to set the dates.
-What about next week? Great. -Partner. Take a look!
-One second. -Look at the treasure I found on Ebay.
Huh?
Someone's searching for you on Twitter.
Me?
Let's see...
I've been told a little bird has been looking for me on Twitter.
Pepo!
Susanita!
It's you! You're not bald, I knew it!
Let me see...
You look so hot!
-Whoa! -See?
-Take a seat. -Yeah.
Wow, wow, wow...
I wasn't sure you'd come.
How could I not?
-Hummingbird. -Aww.
-Because maybe your life... -You have no idea how I've felt.
Bad.
-Really? -Yes, I felt...
Guilty.
Pepo, you didn't push me out the window.
No, but I did tell you to come with me.
We could've died. Well, you almost did...
Pretty much, yeah.
I would've followed you to the end of the world.
No, no, no!
-No, don't! -Yes.
Little bird, don't say that.
But it's true, Pepo. It's true.
Well, you see, I found out afterwards!
I thought you had ghosted me.
-Why would I do that, Pepo? -I know.
Why would I do that? I swear I was going.
I swear, I was...
I was going, I was on my way and...
Whoa, it's heavy.
Yeah.
How are you?
-I'm a bit... -Do you like kimuchi?
-What? -Spicy kimuchi.
-It's delicious here. -What?
Okay!
-Hello, good day. -Hi.
-We'd like... -You order, yes.
Okay. Spicy kimuchi and some assorted sashimi.
-Yes. -Sake?
Shimmy?
Two.
Wow! Whoa! It's so...
Do you prefer Twitter or Instagram?
-Both. -Yeah?
-Yes. -We could take a picture, you know,
-for our followers. -Okay, let's.
-Here? -Oops, excuse me.
Wait...
I'll... I'll edit it, you'll see.
Susana!
I'll be right back!
Please tell me that ugly girl is his sister.
There are other men, Susana...
I don't care about any other men!
I love Pepo. And Pepo loves me!
Why did he do this to me? Why would he get a girlfriend?
I shouldn't have woken up.
I'd be better off dead.
Okay, listen...
Hear me out.
Look, his body language tells me he's interested in you.
-You think so? -Yeah..
And everyone is dating someone until they aren't.
Why does he have her picture then?
-Well, too much reaffirmation... -Re... what?
It's a clear sign of insecurity.
-Of insecurity? -Right.
-Right.
Right!
I mean, he's here because
he wants to go out with me.
That's what I always tell myself.
I know my Pepo.
And my Pepo is still in there somewhere.
And he's in love with me!
You'll see.
So...
What are you waiting for?
Are you going to play me something?
You're probably super famous now, right?
You're probably signing autographs all day.
In essence, as an artist, I'm the same.
Of course. Of course.
I'm still...
I'm still into music.
Maybe in a more universal way, right?
Holistic.
Everything else is ego. Masks.
I've worked on it.
It's not like I'm...
I don't create, the creation lives through me.
I canalize it. And I need to be free, unblocked.
Like the light, right?
Like your eyes.
-Bravo! Bravo! -Well...
Susana, do you think that,
I don't know,
in a parallel universe,
you and I would still be together?
-I'm sure. -Right?
-I'm so certain. -Me too.
I've pictured you waking up so many times.
Did you?
I've talked to you so many times, over the years.
Talked to you in my mind, right?
Of course.
Did I say anything interesting?
All the time.
You smell nice.
Hello, what's up?
I've been told there's someone rad and hella fly around.
And it's me!
Whoa, dude!
Welcome to 2024.
No diggity!
I sent him the flowers, okay? And he replied:
"top, top, top, clap, clap, clap, flexing arm."
-Hey! -He's into it.
I would text him
the poop with eyes.
-Boom! -Or the dancing girl.
-The dancing girl. That's cheerful. -No, no. Not that one.
-The Scream, by Munch. -What scream?
-Wink, wink. -Okay, the winks.
-And an eggplant. -What are you saying? None of that.
Hey, I like eggplants!
He's obviously flirting.
Well, it's not that clear.
He's being very enthusiastic.
-He's flirting. -I've got it!
I sent a peach and a rocket.
What?
That's like saying "let's fuck", basically.
That's what I was saying...
Enthusiastic.
-Writing... -Good!
Writing.
-That ass left again. -Fuck this!
It means he's nervous and doesn't know what to say.
But is that good?
I don't know, I guess...
Are you sniffing my hair?
No.
-You were. -I wasn't!
We're friends.
We are.
-Right? -Yeah!
That's it.
Listen, let's do something.
Let's look each other in the eye,
and if we don't feel butterflies or any of that,
we're friends.
Come on!
Look at me.
So? How was it?
-No, nothing... What about you? -Nothing... Me either.
That's it, then.
-Okay, that's it. -That's it.
-Ah! -Look! There he is!
A bird, right? What's that?
-Yes, why is he sending a bird? -Why a bird?
-Aww! -What?
-What?! -Hummingbird!
-Hummingbird? -I'm his hummingbird, he called me that.
My heart!
OMG, girly, he sent me a hummingbird, so cool!
Excuse me...
What?
-Studies? -I did two years of high school.
Experience?
Experience... I worked in a Blockbuster.
-Renting VHS... -Super useful.
And... I'm a good leader.
I was class president in the sixth grade.
Okay...
Nowadays, given that, you're going to be CEO.
-Really? -Of course.
Well, I don't think that's for me, but
if I get a normal job,
that allows me to pay rent,
and study Psychology in the evenings...
Perfect, we have tons of those.
Would you like a glass of bubbly?
Well, not bubbly but...
I wouldn't say no to a beer.
Languages?
Languages...
They're fundamental, yes.
-I speak French... -Level?
- S'il vous plaît . -Basic.
I'm better at English, like... It's more like me.
-I'm more myself. I let go. -Do you?
-Yeah! -Let's see.
"Was... Speak English, in you.
And how... Happy birthday."
-Aha... -How are you?
-You've lost me. -I got you!
-Fine! -Enough.
-No, no. Higher, higher! -Next!
-Well, Italian... -No, next!
Pizza, tortellini!
Okay, guys! I'm leaving, I have a delivery!
See you later, alligator.
Are you kidding?
-What's wrong with you? -Redirecting...
Don't you like me?
-Chill out! -Turn right.
I'm turning right!
My God, he must be fond of me.
Fuck! I'm on the highway!
Couldn't find a GPS signal.
Yes, yes, blow the horn!
When you try to get a delivery...
When you try to get a delivery I won't bring it!
Redirecting.
Mom!
You're drawing a blank.
What?
I'm saying you draw blanks too.
Can't wait for you to get released from this place.
Mom, do you remember...?
# I'm not that girl, # that you imagine,
# a little lady # calm and simple.
# You abandon # and she always forgives you.
# That kind of girl, no.
# That's not me. #
I don't understand why he's not answering.
If I did something wrong, let me know, but don't leave me hanging.
-Give me my phone. -You're not ready.
-You're not ready! -I'm asking him!
-That's groveling. -Then I won't!
I know, I'll tell him I had a dream about him.
Okay, you have to tell me one truth and two lies, using the word "year".
Okay. Years ago, when I was a teen,
I wanted to be a priest.
I lost my virginity when I was 13 years old.
And, a year ago,
after the accident, I called someone a retard on Twitter,
and now I'm cancelled.
Okay...
You're still a virgin.
The priest thing doesn't suit you.
-Why not? -It's the third one.
What does 'cancelled' mean?
Nowadays everything is black or white.
And I'm, like, a dark gray.
Dark gray?
Okay, what about me?
-You? -Yeah!
Well, you'd be...
Bubblegum pink!
Bubblegum!
That's my phone, I believe.
-It's yours, yes. -Yes.
He's asking if I'm going to a high school reunion.
Should I go?
Of course I'm going!
He wants to see me!
He loves me.
I knew it! I knew it...
Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Dude, I just remembered the Sonar, bro.
17,000 people, remember?
17,000 people and I remember the sign read "DJ P."
-In bold! -What a moment!
Do you know what it's like to have 17.000 people focused on you?
That's life-changing, dude...
Well, speaking of life-changing, Mexico.
-What happened... -You told me.
No, no! Something else!
Honey...
-Hey! -Hey! You're having fun, huh?
The prettiest woman in the world, isn't she?
Definitely. This guy is the boss. He's a king!
-No, no... -He is, and he'll tell you all the time.
-No, no... -You do, yes!
Not all the time. But these experiences are just so...
-Oh! No, no, no! Pepo! -What?
Didn't you have a gig tonight?
I have a gig, but it's tonight! Tonight!
Tonight, tonight, dude. We can go right after.
-Barb! -Ah!
What are you doing? Why is it so dark?
What time is it?
-What's the matter? -Nothing!
Nothing?
You look funny...
-No... -Barb!
I know I've been out of the loop but you can tell me. I'm here.
I'm okay.
Okay.
Girl...
How can you know if...?
How can you know if a friend is a friend?
Get what I mean?
-Why are you asking? -Well, because...
Can you hear that?
I don't hear anything.
-You have to! -No, no...
-I can't... -It's ringing here.
-No! -This!
A massager.
What? A massager?
This? So tiny?
It's meant for small areas.
Like what?
Like... The ear...
For the ear?
No!
Whoa, it has like some lotion.
This is not hygienic, Susana.
Why?
Oh... This is so cool, girl.
-It's so nice. -Susana, please, stop.
It's like it kisses your ear.
No, turn it off.
In the future you use very interesting stuff for your ears.
Turn it off...
The hands-free, the face masks, a massager...
-Leave it. -Whoa! No!
-You use it! -No!
-It's my turn. -No, no.
-Give it back. -Let me...
-No, enough! -What wrong with you?
I was... It's a different kind of massager.
I was having an intimate moment...
When you knock, you have to wait for permission...
No!
-That's gross! -Hey, now!
-Girl! -Don't be gross!
That's nasty!
You're gross. It's yours, you clean it!
Shouldn't you go wash it?
I'm washing it with your mouth.
-No! -Lick it!
Okay, then let's go to a party tonight.
What party?
-The high school reunion. -No, I don't want to see those people.
You don't have to see anyone, just me dancing!
No, Susana, high school was hell.
I know, and I'm sorry.
But we're together now and we're going to face those idiots.
It'll be 'da bomb'!
Ew! I just touched your discharge again! It can't be!
-Don't be nasty! -Hm... Fishy!
-You're nasty! It's not fishy, liar! -So yummy!
-No! -I like your fishy...
-Shut up! -We're going out!
-Your fishy thing, you and I. -No, no!
-Yes! -No!
So good! So yummy!
-No... -That's great protein.
That's nasty!
Hey, girl, pee fast!
Since when do women pee fast?
We've spent thousands of years peeing slow.
Oops! I almost fell!
-You are...? -I am!
-How are you? -Why is she speaking so slowly?
You're doing better than we thought.
-She's doing way better. -Way better.
-You're... -Montse Caballero!
That's great! And she's Bárbara!
Bárbara?
I... I don't remember you.
Yes, from high school. Went to our class.
Nope, no clue. Let's go for a drink, huh?
-Let's! -Sure!
-Weren't we waiting to pee? -Let's go.
Bestie, don't listen to them, you're worth a lot.
Let's go. Come on.
Five tequilas!
Come one, let's go!
You've been out for like 20 years, right?
So many things happened here!
For example, me, in my life, I have no call.
I sell smoke.
I just...
I just put more shit out into the world.
Reality is whatever we make of it.
It's our brains.
Our fucking brains are holding us back, you get me?
That's how it works.
What do you mean reality is what we make of it?
I didn't make up what happened.
-What? -Right?
I don't know what she's talking about.
No clue.
She hasn't changed.
-She's worse. -Yeah, worse...
I'm sorry, I really don't remember you.
I don't know who you are.
Ah! Ouch!
No...
Yeah? Okay.
Ouch!
-So, do you make music here? -Yeah.
You compose there? Ah!
Ouch!
-Hold up, it's bending. -Yeah...
-Sorry! Sorry! -Yeah, wait...
-But...? -Put it in yourself.
-That's not the right place. -It is.
-No, no... -Yes!
No, it's here... Let's see...
It's here... Ouch!
Okay, go, go! You do it.
-Okay... -Come on.
But...
Pepo... What's wrong?
Pepo?
Take a breath. Breathe.
I just... It's not...
I'm a guy who...
Well, I'm a guy.
I'm white.
I'm straight, cis...
Like, I've got it all!
I'm successful, I have hair!
I have... A girlfriend who loves me.
She really loves me, you know?
And I fucked up. Big time.
Well... I'm leaving... okay?
Look, Julio. Let's see if you can do this.
Shit!
20 years asleep.
Complete flexibility.
Can you say the same?
Do you think in the 21st Century we fuck badly and not much.
Because I think so.
I see it crystal clear, Julio,
it's like when you'd buy a chocolate croissant.
And you couldn't wait for recess, so you could eat it.
And then, You bite it and it's dry!
You notice it's dry.
It's dry as chalk.
That it's been in a box for a year...
It's not a croissant anymore.
It's not a croissant and it's not chocolate.
It's empty.
It has no chocolate...
Nor...
Freaking finally.
We're here closing up the bar,
Julio and I.
He's depressed.
Can you tell me what happened to him?
Because he wasn't like this. He was fun.
He was... A good guy. A good person.
He was my best friend.
I don't understand.
You know what it is?
People tend to get worse as the years go by.
Unlike you.
I think they play this one at the gym pool.
Huh?
They do?
Wait! Be careful, Raúl!
What are you doing?
Can I have this dance, my lady?
If you don't lose a leg...
Excuse you!
You're the one losing her head when you see my moves.
Whoa!
Wow!
This is, like, the coolest thing ever.
Good morning!
I have news to tell you...
What happened last night, Barb...
Earth to Bárbara.
Susana, do you think you're the center of the universe?
Hey, what's wrong?
Don't you want to know what happened?
I don't care.
You're old enough to have your life.
Barb, girl...
Sorry. I should've texted you.
-I was with Pepo, no battery... -I don't care.
Okay? I don't care. Look.
You have the address and the bus instructions.
The bus? What are you talking about?
You got a spot for a flat.
What flat?
Call doctor Hermida so she can tell you.
Doctor...?
-I don't get you. -Susana, can you stop?
I'm begging you. Can you disappear from my life?
Now.
What have I done to you?
-What have you done? -What's bothering you?
-What's wrong with me! -Am I bothering you?
You're bothering me because you are selfish! You've always been.
-Excuse me? How can you say that? -What?
Do you know how many things I've done for her?
You? Go ahead. Tell us what you've done for me.
Well... I went to Ella Baila Sola concert.
We only stayed for two songs!
Isn't that enough?
Are you serious right now?
See?
Do you see what you do?
You haven't changed at all.
You're just as selfish as always. You have left me alone again.
I haven't changed, but you have, Barb.
You're bitter.
I'm not. I'm not bitter, Susana.
I'm exhausted, okay?
You have no idea what my life was like.
You have no idea and you don't even want to understand.
Do you think I didn't make an effort and try?
It doesn't matter.
How could you understand?
I'm not dumb.
I didn't said you were.
You treat me like I am.
Look, Susana.
Once you stop being so egocentric and face the real world, let me know.
Until then, please...
Really, Barb?
Really?
Go.
FREE HUGS
Hello, mom.
Oh, no... I've lost it...
I was looking for...
I can't find it.
Where do I look?
I'm looking for it, but I don't think...
Oh, look!
Do you need help?
I just saw it.
I knew it was there.
What are you looking for?
-The beach. La Platja street. -La Platja...
Why are you crying?
Who are you?
I'll take care of you now, okay?
I like that.
The social worker will come every day.
I'll come whenever I can, too.
Okay, great.
Hey, how's Bárbara doing?
Redirecting.
What do you mean "redirecting"? What?
Turn left.
Turn left? I don't understand. How am I going to turn...
-Turn left. -Turn left now?
Fuck!
Okay. Go straight ahead...
In 25 meters, turn left.
Do I go straight or not? I don't understand you!
Redirecting.
Mom.
Do you feel lost too?
I have maps.
Living a thousand lives in a thousand different places.
And navigate every map.
And going on the Interrail together.
YOU'VE GOT ME, I'VE GOT YOU.
I'm not dead.
Why didn't you tell me before?
I don't remember what I wrote.
-Have you read it? -Of course! What did you expect?
Wait! You say...
"I want to write, but words resist like my body resists next to yours."
Hold on, Bárbara.
Listen!
"I imagine myself kissing you, Susana.
Holding hands in an unknown city.
Warming your hands in Budapest,
with the heat of my breath.
I didn't think this could exist.
I wanted to say it, so it doesn't seem like it didn't exist."
Barb.
It's beautiful.
Are you still mad at me?
A little bit.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for being so selfish.
Sorry for being so bitter.
Would you feel better if we kissed?
What?
Sure! I don't mind. Just a little kiss.
No, no, no.
Sure, girl. We have nothing to lose.
No! You're not... You don't like...
What do you know? I only know I know nothing. No one does.
How was it?
Okay.
I liked it.
A little bit.
I mean I liked it.
But...
But what?
Nothing, that...
That's it. It was something that was bugging me.
At least I got over it.
What is it then? You don't like me?
It's not that.
What then?
What then? Nothing!
You're very soft.
-You're very soft! -You are!
-You're a good kisser. -No, you are!
Do you remember all the places we wanted to visit?
What's this?
It's our time to live those lives.
But...
Are we going on a trip?
For all the birthdays I couldn't bring you a gift.
Foul play!
-What are you doing? -What are you doing?
I was told I'm sick.
The doctors told me I'm very sick.
What are you saying?
I bought a van and I'm moving to the countryside.
I'm cooking meth.
I'm getting very rich.
-I fooled you. -No, I've seen that one.
You're getting better.
What?