[classical music playing]
[laughing]
Pool table right here. Home cinema.
Ah, the Harley. Shh! Best of all…
No fuckin' way.
Hey, if you go off the track, it bounces around like crazy.
It'll give you a neck like Fernando Alonso's.
Hey, now you can race in here instead of being stupid on the streets. Hmm?
-[Pedro chuckles] -Try it, man. You'll love it.
-[grunts] -Yeah, see, it's hard to get in.
-Like the real ones. -Jesus, dude, what the hell?
Here it is. "Anarchy in romantic relationships."
"It's the practice of establishing relationships
that aren't subject to preexisting categories
that have been dictated by hegemonic social norms."
"It implies the possibility of maintaining multiple non-hierarchical
sexual-affective bonds,
given that relationships aren't differentiated
from one another by labels." [whistles]
-And you actually agreed to all that? -I didn't know what it was.
First, a closed relationship, then an open one.
And now you're not even a couple. Your thing doesn't even have a name.
-[laughing] -Which son of a bitch is fucking her now?
Uh, you sure there's only one?
I mean, "anarchy" sounds like there'd be more than one.
Time to face it, buddy. Luz likes men, men plural.
-All right! -[Pedro grunting]
Everybody get out of my house. You've seen it now.
I think your problem with Luz is that nothing's binding you.
You've got no children, no mortgage, nothing.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's go. Hey. -Raúl, please.
Look who's talking. He couldn't get rid of Blanca.
-Sure, whatever you say. -Why don't we play pool?
No more games. Here, give me that bottle.
-[Santi] What an asshole. -Hand over the bottle.
-Go, get lost. -Raúl, don't do your usual.
-Go on. -Don't smother her. Don't pursue her.
Just don't be you. Don't screw this up!
[line rings]
-Luz. -[Luz] What is it, honey?
What are you up to?
ALPHA MALES
Luis, come see what your daughter did to her hair!
Son.
Wait, what? Honey, no.
You looked so beautiful with long hair.
Handsome.
We gotta fix this before she goes.
But, honey, what's so wrong with being a girl?
I don't wanna get titties.
Okay, but genes are so unpredictable.
You might not be as voluptuous as your mom.
-Uh, Luis. -[Luis] I'm trying to reassure her.
[Iris] And ballet's for idiots. I'd rather play soccer.
[Esther] Honey, they've won the World Cup.
Girls play soccer too.
Yeah, but the boys' team makes more money.
-That's true. -[Iris] And they get to go out.
You always let Ulises go out with his friends.
-Okay, but he's older than you. -But I'm more mature.
Uh, Iris, there are advantages to being a girl, hon.
Like what?
Well… [sighs]
Well, you can get to be pregnant.
Is that an advantage? Mm.
You can get into nightclubs for free. I guess that's objectification.
But I've never gotten in for free.
And girls get to wear makeup. Well, boys can too.
And getting your period does suck. Mm-hmm.
Uh, honey, hang on. Come talk to me for a minute.
This is way over our heads. I think we should see a psychologist.
-Fuck! There always has to be something. -Yeah, well…
[doorbell rings]
Marga just kicked me out.
Luis!
[man on TV] Thank you so much.
[man 2] It's pretty cozy, isn't it? At this price, it's a steal.
[man] I'd like to pay the deposit in cash…
Mom. Hey, Mom. Mom.
Enough already, okay? You're being ridiculous.
Please, get that man out of here.
Hey, hey, listen to me. Why don't we discuss this?
No, I'm finally free. Luz has opened my eyes.
Luz? Which Luz?
My lawyer.
But why is she involved?
Hey, don't listen to her. She's a troublemaker.
I'm going to Istanbul to see the Hagia Sophia.
See what? You gotta get back together with your husband.
Okay, I'll take him back right now
if he can tell me one thing he likes about me.
You're very good at cooking lentils.
What?
Fifty years of marriage, and that's the only thing you can say?
[Luis mutters]
Uh, and you're great at remembering which pills I have to take.
-[Luis] Say something you like about her. -[groans]
About her personality.
What do you mean? Taking care of me doesn't count?
[sighs]
A NETFLIX SERIES
[classical music playing]
ALPHA MALES
[man] What does it mean to be a man? It's becoming less clear.
Is it a privilege to be a man?
Or are we victims of masculinity?
No one is gonna deconstruct my masculinity.
-[sighs] You're neo-archaic. -What is that?
[man] From now on, you're all sexist pigs under deconstruction.
[audience applauding]
Whoo-hoo!
Alpha Males,
a comedy that'll make you laugh, but will also make you think.
We're halfway through shooting,
and we can't wait for you to see the finished product.
Does anyone have any questions?
[laughs] Don't be shy.
-That's why we're here. -[woman] Thank you.
Because Bad Bitch was such a flop,
do you feel you're fighting to save your career with this project?
Well, I wouldn't say that.
This'll be a hit. It's about real-world issues.
What man doesn't feel like he's a little lost these days?
[woman 2] To be honest, I'm already bored by the title.
Is a feminist struggle something to laugh at?
[Pedro] On the contrary.
The series is intended to be a criticism of sexist men
who won't adapt to modern times.
Okay, but it seems like, in the end,
straight white men always end up taking up all the screen time.
You should know one guy's hetero-curious. [clicks tongue]
-How'd it go with the press? -Great.
Very good.
It's stirring up some controversy, but I think that'll help us.
That sounds great. Sit down.
Listen, we've hired a woman to replace you as CEO.
Ah.
Well, as the CEO, that would have been good to know.
We want you to focus on what you're good at, being creative.
You've got to understand that we had
to address the negative atmosphere in the company.
Negative atmosphere? Uh, I don't think I've ever noticed that.
Pedro, women comprise 80% of our workforce.
[chuckles] Well, wouldn't it be good to balance that out a little?
Do you realize no one here speaks to you?
No, I didn't. [clears throat]
I find this all rather humiliating,
but I imagine you know what's best. It's your company.
[José Ángel] Virginia is in her office now.
If you would like to go meet her.
[knock on door]
Come on in.
Virginia.
How are you, Pedro?
Surprised, but okay.
My schedule's tight since we're still shooting.
So let's grab lunch--
I would prefer to keep our interactions within the workplace. Hmm?
-Sure. -[cell phone chimes]
I've already got the production plan and the cost report.
So if I have any questions, I'll let you know.
BRING ME CHURROS AND CHOCOLATE, PLEASE!
-Is that important? -No. Yes, it's my girl… my…
[sighs] My partner is pregnant.
-That's wonderful. -[chuckles] Thanks. We're thrilled.
But today, she isn't feeling so great.
So if you're all right with it, I'll be going now.
If you must.
That answer felt ambiguous. Don't you think?
If you have to go, you can leave.
Oh, and one more thing.
I am a happily married woman,
and I never sleep with my coworkers, by the way.
For your peace of mind.
[mutters]
Oh, shit.
[doorbell rings]
I want you to meet Rita. She's our new rescue dog.
What?
Remember you said that you didn't have time to look after a dog?
Yeah, and I still don't.
[Raúl] Exactly, and that's where I come in.
We'll both take care of her. We can do this together.
Raúl, that was just an excuse.
When I was little, I had a dog,
and I was devastated when we had to put it down.
But look at this adorable little face.
Stop emotionally blackmailing me.
All right, all right. I'll take her back to the shelter.
But you do know, that when they don't get adopted,
then it's goodbye, Rita.
You can be such an asshole.
You wanna take her for a walk? I already bought some poop bags.
Wow, what an amazing father!
Hey.
How about we go stay in the countryside this weekend?
So she can run around in nature.
She's been caged for so long, the poor thing.
Unless you have plans with that dude.
You plotted this all out, huh?
Every detail.
Okay, but what do we do about our daughter?
Ignore it until she gets over it? Take her to therapy? Uh…
That's not my area. Iris should see a pediatric psychologist.
Okay, but as her parents, can you tell us what to do?
I'm here solely to help you as a couple.
Right, but the fact we're parents affects us as well.
She already said it's not her area.
I appreciate people who don't interfere where they shouldn't.
Okay, but if Luz doesn't do it, another lawyer will.
Right, she pretends to be a feminist.
But she's actually a tight-ass who profits off housewives.
I'm sorry, um, I think I need some context here.
Well, it turns out my wife's best friend is helping my mother
divorce my father after 50 years of marriage.
She's just-- [sobbing]
Are you crying now?
Yeah, so what? That's what we pay for. [sniffles]
-[Rosa] You're bothered that he's crying? -It's a little weird. Hmm.
A separation often generates feelings of impotence,
fear and anger towards one's parents.
Yes, I'm feeling all that. I'm going through all that.
[Rosa] It teaches us that, as a couple, we should never take anything for granted.
-[Luis] Mm-hmm. -No matter how long you've been together.
You have to do the work constantly.
See? Constantly.
[Daniela groans]
I wanna die.
I swear now my life has no meaning at all.
You've posted it on Insta. It's too late for an abortion.
No, that's the thing.
In the time since I posted I'm pregnant, I've lost 2,000 follow-- [gags]
Of course, your target audience has shifted.
From guys who wanted to see you doing yoga,
to moms who wanna show solidarity while you're going through the shit.
[Daniela] But I refuse to play that game.
Sis, if you actually wanna be a content creator at your age,
you gotta have kids. It is what it is.
Look, I'm ready to delete my accounts and tell everyone to fuck off.
Right, so you wanna be a jobless mom who's dependent on Pedro?
-Aren't you almost broke yet? -[doorbell buzzes]
Why did I think it would be a good idea to agree to have a kid with that asshole?
[Cynthia] Instagram bitch or Pedro's bitch, your choice.
I heard that perfectly.
Brother-in-law, quite the mess. [laughs]
Yeah. Hey!
Mmm! Mmm!
-It's weird seeing you eat this junk food. -Only thing I can keep down.
Hey, how about Patricia makes you some broccoli?
Patricia's out sick.
-Her pregnancy? -Depression.
[scoffs] That damn Stefan.
Why not stay at my place for a few months?
I have a maid and a pool.
[laughing]
No, thank you. The hormonal shift hasn't affected my brain yet.
Don't you like being waited on?
-Nope. -[Pedro] Hmm.
Feel free to leave whenever. You're spoiling the mood in here.
-Uh, call me if you need anything, okay? -[Daniela] Mm-hmm.
I'm available 24/7.
-Wonderful. -Mm. Wonderful.
-That's yours. -[grunts]
-Let's go! -Game! Three-two.
-[Raúl] That was yours. -[Santi] Mine?
It was right next to you!
Stop going right up to the net.
So how you like your new boss?
Uh, she told me she's happily married
and that she doesn't sleep with her coworkers.
She's trying to fuck.
-Why even say that? Hmm? -You sure the dog should eat that?
It's just protein. Why not?
Raúl, you're probably the last person
in the entire world I would trust with a pet.
Whatever, dude.
But now Luz and I have something uniting us.
Not just uniting, binding us together.
'Cause this dog'll live for at least six more years. I asked.
[Luis] You should've given her a cockatoo.
They live to 95. [chuckles]
Santi, what are you doing?
Uh, Irene left me on "read." What do I do?
-[Pedro] Nothing. -Didn't you say you were done with dating?
No, stop. That's misogynistic. We shouldn't discriminate.
Oh, so we should find a sweet spot
between not harassing them and not ignoring them?
Do you guys know where I can find any funny memes?
Come on, it's your serve.
Fuck! I need an excuse to text her. Anything, I don't know.
Like one of those shitty videos you guys send to the group.
Not yours though.
[grunting]
-[Pedro] Fifteen-love. -That was mine, dude.
If I try to hit it, it's yours. If I don't hit it, it's mine.
What do you want?
-Just play better, dipshit! -[Luis laughs]
You need to learn to communicate, man.
Hello.
Álex, take your feet off the table, please.
[Álex scoffs]
Check out the awesome guys at the university you send me to. Hmm?
"Journalism majors are a bunch of sluts."
"Let's go rip off their panties."
"After the first party, there won't be any left to fuck." What is this?
My male classmates. They made a WhatsApp group just for them
and accidentally added me, because my name's Álex.
-Send me the screenshots. -[Álex] What for?
Hurry! Send them to me.
-What are you gonna do, Dad? -[Santi] Shh! Quiet.
Irene, how are you?
Sorry for calling late like this.
Well, it's only five, but I wanted…
I mean, I know you read my message, so I…
Fuck, God damn it. Not that.
Irene, how are you?
I'm fine, but I was just talking to my daughter Álex,
and she was just added to this WhatsApp group for guys at her college.
And they've been sending each other all this misogynistic nonsense.
[snorts] I thought that maybe you'd be interested
in it for your new book, right?
I can't believe how this new generation behaves.
It's so inappropriate. It really upsets me, honestly.
Okay, I'll be sending you screenshots. Bye.
-Send them. -[phone whooshes]
You've seriously fallen in love again?
What do they mean, "award not granted"?
I didn't win the poetry contest.
Interesting. That's so hard to believe.
Could you please look for a normal job now?
-You're depressing. -[phone rings]
Oh, shit.
Shh! [grunts]
Hey, Irene. How are you?
Hey, these texts are unbelievable.
I'm gonna do a Reel about modern sexism.
-Would your daughter be okay with that? -Yes. Yeah.
I've raised her to be a highly empowered, determined,
and most importantly, a brave woman.
So can I see you tonight then?
Just so stressed out about this fucking book. I really need to unwind.
Oh, yeah, unwinding is very good. Uh-huh.
Okay, nine o'clock, my place. Kisses.
Brilliant. See ya.
Yes! [humming giddily]
Whoo! Pow!
What?
No messing around. I want a divorce now.
Marga, all I'm trying to tell you is after having been a stay-at-home spouse,
you have the right to demand a salary from him.
For 52 years, you've been a nanny, maid, cook,
accountant, personal shopper,
and all that for the modest price of…
[clicks tongue] …zero euros a month.
How much do you think I could get?
You'd have to multiply the number of years you've been married
by the minimum wage by law for each year.
Maybe I could go on a cruise.
-I'd say more than one. -Hmm.
[telephone rings]
-What's up? -[woman] Paz Artigas is here to see you.
Bring her in.
-Well, think it over. Let me know, okay? -Okay.
I'm headed to Istanbul.
Well, that's great. You feel some of that Turkish passion.
-No, I'm going with my sister. -[laughs] Ah, okay.
-[Marga] Hello. -Hello.
-Good afternoon. -Come in.
-[Luz gasps] -[both moaning]
Don't show up at my office. I'm serious. You'll distract me.
-Pack your things. We're going to Paris. -What? No, I can't.
-I'm working. -Say you got your period.
I don't have a uterus.
Well, then an anxiety attack. They're all the rage.
-[laptop closes] -Okay, let's go.
What? Hey, no. Besides, I've already got plans this weekend.
Not as good as this one. [laughs]
But… but…
[man] At 11:50, she headed to the market.
She spent half an hour talking
to the butcher about how expensive everything is.
And then at 1:30, she had an appointment with the rheumatologist.
At five o'clock, she went to see the lawyer.
And at half past six, Pilates.
And then, back home. That's where I left her.
So, when did she see her lover?
He's saying there's no one else, Joaquín.
But there has to be.
-Luis, your father's hired a detective. -What?
Talk to him, or he's gonna blow his entire pension.
-Yeah, later. Look. -What is that?
It's a tent for camping. Tomorrow, you and I'll sleep beneath the stars.
-[splutters] -I'm gonna test it out in the courtyard.
But, honey, we're honestly doing fine. There's no need for all of this.
-Weren't you listening to Rosa? -[sighs]
Couples shouldn't take anything for granted.
Okay, we've got the flashlights, stove.
We've got a canteen, right?
Honey, our daughter is having an identity crisis,
and your father's just moved in with us.
You think this is a good time to go camping?
-It's a romantic getaway. -But I have to rehearse.
Monday I have an audition.
Hey, what's more important? Our marriage or a detergent commercial?
Fuck, it's all in Portuguese.
What about the kids? There's no one here to watch them.
-Dad's here. That's one upside to this. -No.
[speaking Portuguese]
Your father is senile and paranoid.
Well, then the kids'll look after him. They're old enough.
So who's the caretaker here?
-[speaking Portuguese] -[mutters]
Pine… [continues speaking Portuguese]
[sighs] There's nothing like a good fuck to bring down your cortisol.
Hmm, yeah, yeah, I'm also pretty stressed out about work.
-[sighs] -Didn't you get fired?
Oh, yeah.
But I'm so busy developing my own projects.
I'm finishing up my plan to make offices female-friendly.
-Female-friendly? [chuckles] -Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, so, they'll have these urinals, right?
-Redesigned the female anatomy. -[yawns]
-Mm. -Is it time to go? Uh, okay.
Are you in a hurry?
Me? No, nope, no.
-Want pizza? -[doorbell ringing]
-All right. -Mm-hmm.
-Hey, Santi, how's it going? -Shh!
-Shut up. -[man] You not working today?
Gimme a tip, dude.
-Quiet! Go, go! Piss off. -Come on, man.
Oh, are you busy writing?
[chuckles] Never stop, do you?
Orgasms set off my creativity.
Oh, that's great.
So you came. I mean, just saying.
You know, because sometimes you don't really know for sure, right?
Here you go.
I'm gonna go crazy.
The more I investigate, the more bullshit I find.
It just never ends.
Is the manosphere really that bad?
Look, your daughter's story's gone viral.
-Wow. -Look at all the messages.
They either insult me or wanna fuck me. Usually, it's all the same dude.
But why are they insulting you?
-Have you ever heard of incels? -Uh, yeah.
A group of, uh, something.
They're involuntary celibates.
Guys who can't get laid and who blame women for denying them sex.
They call it a "gynocentric conspiracy."
[chuckles] Do people like that really exist?
Mm. You fucking bet. Look, this is their forum.
My name's "Darío."
[typing]
"Let's smash all their pussies and kill them all."
No way.
This is how I get information.
Look, this guy's just uploaded a photo.
"Hey, are you a virgin too, Paco? Tell me your life story."
[continues typing]
[Santi chuckles]
Ulises, for you, son.
A smartphone!
-Hey, that's not fair. -That's because we trust you, Ulises.
If anything happens with Granddad, you call us.
Our numbers are saved on there.
Gimme a kiss, okay? Mwah!
I don't wanna stay with Granddad.
Why not, hmm? He loves you a lot. Mwah!
He bosses me around, but not Ulises.
Because your granddad's from another era, and he thinks all women are maids.
But I'm not a woman. I told you. I'm a guy.
Uh, okay, but don't tell him that. He won't understand it.
Granddad has to respect my gender identity.
Yeah, good luck with that, honey.
[doorbell buzzes]
[gasps]
[sobbing]
Patricia.
Sorry. You remind me of Stefan.
-Me? -[sobbing]
Patri, go lay down for a bit, sweetie. Go lay down.
Have you heard from him? Has he asked about me?
-[Pedro] Mnh-mnh. -[sobbing]
Are you seeing this? I don't know why I told you not to fire that guy.
[groans] Charity lets the plague in, as my grandma used to say.
Hmm. Hey, can you take me to the gyno?
-Another appointment? -[Daniela] Uh, yeah.
Can you take me? If not, I'll take a taxi.
-I can, yeah. That's why I'm here. -Mm. Mm.
Hey, are you sure all that sugar's good for the baby?
I trust my body.
Daniela, you're developing gestational diabetes.
But processed foods are the only thing I don't throw up.
That doesn't matter. You have to eat healthy.
Ultimately, your body retains most of the nutrients, even if you vomit.
[sighs] Why is pregnancy making me feel so bad?
-My maid is feeling fucking incredible. -Aside from depression.
[doctor] Look, you can take this.
But if you overdo it, you'll get constipated.
How wonderful.
[engine revving]
Where are we going?
-To my house. -Excuse me?
You can't live in that filthy apartment,
with Patricia off sick and you throwing up everywhere.
-Let me take care of you. -[cell phone rings]
-My boss. -[cell phone beeps]
Virginia.
-Help me, please. I'm being kidnapped! -Shh! [mutters]
[Virginia] Pedro?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm here.
-Where? You're supposed to be here. -[gasps] I just had to--
[huffs] I'll be right there.
-Virginia? -[line beeps]
[clicks tongue]
-Oh. -[exhales]
If you buy me a McFlurry, I'll forgive you.
[Santi] Mm.
[sighs]
-[tires screech] -[horn honks]
[sighs]
[muffled rock music playing]
What do you mean you can't come? Rita's really gonna be disappointed.
Things over here got a little complicated. I have to go to Paris.
Paris? With that other guy?
Let's do it next weekend. Come on, you hadn't even booked anything.
Yeah, I set everything up.
Okay, send me the booking confirmation and I'll pay my share.
No, forget it. Go, enjoy your weekend.
Bye.
Aww!
That's a bummer. She stood me up.
If I had to choose between a road trip with you and a dog
or going to Paris. Hmm…
Raúl, your dog just can't run all over the restaurant.
What am I gonna do all weekend?
Uh, work?
Make the most of this romantic anarchy and go out with someone else.
Good idea. Plenty of fish.
Hey, but don't lie. Affective responsibility.
All right, I've matured, haven't I?
Hey, Raúl, I think we need to talk.
About what?
That you don't do shit around here.
[Raúl] Like, like,
like, like.
Like… match!
How far is it?
Stop complaining. Enjoy the great scenery. Check out this forest.
Ugh, give me my phone, at least.
Esther, try to live in the moment. Mindfulness.
Luis, have we gotten lost? Tell me the truth.
-Huh? No, no, no. -[bees buzzing]
Just check the map.
There's no signal here, but we're not that far, all right?
It's this way. Just trust me a little.
Right, with your sense of direction.
In the mountains, you gotta work as a team.
It's a matter of survival.
-Breathe in this air. -Fuck me.
[students chattering]
This seat is taken.
-So rude. -Yeah, what about you?
That was so uncalled-for. Those poor guys.
They got kicked out because you sent screenshots to that feminist slut.
[student] It's hard enough here. Then they get expelled
for two stupid comments.
It's just so unfair.
Yeah, but listen. They said they would rip off our panties.
Two of them were really hot.
And not that many guys study journalism.
So you don't care that they called us sluts?
They were joking, for fuck's sake.
[exhales]
[student 2] Psst. Psst!
-[quietly] You suck. -[students laughing]
-[horn honks] -Hey!
Hey!
Hello. Sorry, I got hungry.
Hey, don't worry, kid. Welcome. All right.
[chuckles] This is great.
I'm so glad that Álex changed her mind. How old are you, 20, 22?
-Who's Álex? -My love. [chuckles]
-Blanca? -What's up?
I'm getting bullied. It's your fault.
Your little friend posted my screenshots on her Stories.
-I'm done telling you anything. -[splutters] Álex!
Álex, we have to fight modern sexism.
Let me fight it my own way.
Okay, but don't be mad at me.
-You've been brave in your commitment to-- -[door slams]
Álex!
It's so sick using your daughter to hook up.
[clicks tongue]
Virginia, sorry, but my partner is developing gestational diabetes.
I've noticed an overrun in the series.
A what?
Extra costs. A deviation.
Oh, right, yeah, we had to repeat a few scenes.
It took a while to get the right shot--
Pedro, stick to the budget we agreed on, huh?
With new projects, it's very normal to have to reshoot some scenes.
-If it turns out we-- -Not if it's well-planned, no.
Virginia. [sighs]
I'm sensing some hostility here.
I don't know what they told you, but if you have a problem with me, say so.
I would like for our relationship to be an honest one.
I don't like Alpha Males, and I don't like you.
I didn't mean that honest. [chuckles]
Just in case, I've put the screenwriters to work on another series.
Really?
Harassed.
A bigwig moves to a new company.
He pretends his boss is harassing him so he can steal her job.
And the other employees, in a show of sisterhood,
torture him every day until he has no choice but to fuck off.
Yes, and now we're trying to decide whether in the end,
he falls into a self-destructive spiral and kills himself.
Or if he has a motorcycle accident and loses his genitals.
[Bea laughs]
And… is it a comedy?
[Bea] Mm-hmm.
Uh-huh.
[Esther] Fuck.
Fuck, I need water. [panting]
Look, let's camp here. It's a beautiful spot.
I got one bar! Luis, hurry, open Google Maps.
Why is there no signal? This 5G shit is not working.
[man] Esther, you got the anti-flu commercial gig.
Pick up, or I'll give it to someone else.
[groans]
-Oh. Shit! -Ah. Ah!
Fuck! Luis, I'm gonna kill you.
But how was I supposed to know they'd-- One bar, one bar!
Give it, hand it over.
-Look, look, Ulises sent a WhatsApp. -[chiming]
[Ulises] Dad, Grandpa fell over. What do I do?
-[Iris] He's not waking up. Granddad? -[Ulises] Should I throw water on him?
-[Iris] I'll do it. -What the heck?
Is he dead?
[doctor] We'll keep him under observation for 24 hours.
But we think it was just an anxiety attack.
A heart attack. These doctors are all idiots.
Hey, now, Dad. [chuckles]
[doctor] Let's see if the medication helps him.
So what happened? Were you overwhelmed with the kids or…?
What is that?
[Joaquín] Your mother has lost her damn mind.
-[chattering] -[cell phone rings]
[Turkish music playing]
-Hello. -[Luis] Mom.
250,000 euros! Could it be there's an extra zero?
That's what your father owes me for all those years I was his maid,
his cook, a nanny,
and a bunch of other things I can't remember right now.
Well, just so you know, you've given him an anxiety attack.
A heart attack!
He does like to play the victim.
Mom, we're currently in the hospital.
Okay, son, gotta go. And your aunt says hello.
[Luis groans]
-And? -How could Luz do this?
She's gone insane.
I practice something called romantic anarchy.
Romantic anarchy? What does that mean?
Well, it means I can have multiple socially hegemonic,
non-normative, hierarchical relationships.
So you're not looking for something serious?
I am, but I don't wanna use outdated and monogamous labels
that restrict the intimacy in our dominant culture.
Okay, so you fuck everything.
You know something?
"Exclusivity, uh, sexual and affective, as a mandate,
is not admissible
as it implies a kind of… coercion or a right of veto."
You're reading it.
[woman] In other words, there are no rules or categories.
And each partner can be with whoever they want without giving any explanations?
That's right. That's romantic anarchy. Very well explained.
How stressful. Why would you wanna live like that?
I don't get it.
Me neither.
[Rita whines]
Let's go for a little walk. Hmm?
[cell phone beeps]
-[Luz] Raúl. -[Raúl] You back from Paris?
Can we see each other?
No, I can't, not tonight.
How is it romantic anarchy if you're always with the same guy?
-Raúl. -Do it for Rita. She misses you.
Okay, big kiss.
This is a bad look. [sighs]
Hey, that's a nice bike. Does it go fast?
Why don't you give me a ride sometime? I love biker chicks.
Well, that's too bad, because assholes don't turn me on at all.
[intercom ringing]
[buzzer sounds]
How rude. Bet she's a lesbo.
Come on. Come on, Rita.
[classical music playing] o.