[lively classical music playing]
[laughing]
-[chuckles] Hold on, babe. -[chuckles]
Wait a minute.
[exhales]
[both moaning]
[Gael crying]
What the fuck?
-Sorry, just a moment. [gasps] -[Gael crying]
[clicks tongue, exhales]
Earth to Daniela, can you hear the baby screaming?
We're gonna need to talk about the cameras.
[Pedro exhales]
Ah. Okay, I'm ready.
Where were we?
Uh, you were about to fuck me.
Oh yeah.
[chuckles] Great.
[laughing]
[Pedro] Mm. Mm!
[Daniela] Patri, come here. He wants milk!
[Gael crying]
-Can you turn your phone off, please? -[sighs]
I'm sorry, Kimberly, but I'm not in the mood.
-[Kimberly] What? -Nice to meet you.
If you ever come back to Madrid, please, call me.
[sighs]
ALPHA MALES
You don't find it suspicious that a 23-year-old Ukrainian girl,
who you've only seen in two photos,
asks you for 5,000 euros to come to Spain because she's in love with you?
In the photos, she only wore panties.
That makes it even worse.
-[speed detector beeps] -Whoa! Ford Mondeo.
Dark gray, 41 miles per hour.
Poor thing. She's very sad.
Her husband died in a skirmish in Kharkiv in Ukraine.
Julián, you're a cop, for God's sake. Block her ass.
But… bro.
[Luis] I see.
-But, uh, I mean… -[cell phone ringing]
Guys, I've got the keys to our bachelor pad.
-Uh… -[Raúl] We need to give it a code name.
-The hideout? The bunker? The Batcave? -That's a code name?
I've already told you I can't pay the full share.
Just pay for it by cleaning. You're our maid.
[Pedro] Like a pussy-whipped husband.
No, I don't like cleaning. I like it when the house is clean.
Not the same thing.
[Raúl] Housewarming party tomorrow at 11.
-That late? -At 11 in the morning.
Isn't that a weird time for a party?
It's a great time since we're supposed to be playing padel, huh?
I think it's sad to spend your whole life lying.
We're not gonna play padel?
Oh yeah, how was it with Kimberly? Did you make Spain proud?
Boof! Yeah, yeah.
-Uh, okay, I'll bring the alcohol. -I'll bring porn stars.
-Raúl, no! -[Raúl] I'm only kidding, man.
[Luis groans, exhales]
My name is Santi. I'm a hypochondriac, insecure and obsessive.
I am divorced, but I live with my ex, who's a nightmare,
but she doesn't wanna move out.
I said I was a woman so I wouldn't lose my job,
and I pretended to be an incel, but only to help, um, a friend.
I'm telling you in case you see a YouTube video
where I got a weird center part, and I'm saying, "All women are bitches."
I'm Eva.
I have three degrees, two doctorates.
I've spent half my life studying
and the other giving blue balls to toxic guys.
I always need things in order.
I'm allergic to peanuts, to cats, to dogs, to dust mites too.
I hate the beach, and I don't like my tits,
but I won't have surgery because I'm a feminist.
Wait, uh, what's wrong with having three degrees and two doctorates?
In this meat market? Everything, the dating scene sucks.
-Yeah, right. -Mm-hmm.
Well, this is really kind of a cool date, huh?
I mean, not a date.
More like a hangout without the pressure of liking each other.
We're just laying all of our crap out there in the open, right? [laughs]
I just wanna find a father for my child who's not a prick. [laughs]
I hear you there.
I've given up on love. You know what I mean?
It's kind of a shame, but I have.
Falling in love shouldn't be a requirement for reproducing.
Tell me, what does turning me on have to do with being a good father?
-It has nothing to do with it. Nothing. -Nothing. [laughs]
Well, here's something good about me.
I've actually been deconstructed.
-Yes, I even have a diploma. -[laughs]
I'm not sure it helps, but hey, there you have it.
Because this feels more like a job interview, right?
Well, according to the latest studies in epigenetics,
experiences and knowledge leave chemical marks
on the genome of the parents
that can be implemented in the children's genome
without changing the genetic code.
Right. Yes, that's so true.
-[Diego] Hey, congratulations, guys! -Congratulations! [shouts]
-We're the best. -See, I knew we could do it! [laughs]
What are we celebrating?
-We've been awarded a Michelin star. -[Diego] We're the shit.
That's fucking awesome, team! Ha ha!
Mm! Mm. Mm. [chuckles]
What are you doing here?
Working. Are we all booked up tonight?
-Are you feeling okay, Raúl? -Yeah, yeah.
I've decided to spend more time at my gastrotech.
-Now that I'm married and more focused-- -Raúl, come here for a sec.
Hmm. I talked to your mother about buying her half.
-To my mother? -Mm-hmm.
Diego, it's my half. I'm your partner.
But it's in her name.
I told her you don't do jack shit, that you're dead weight.
That it'd be best if we don't work together.
You're trying to pull a Steve Jobs?
I came up with the idea. The name "Plates To Devour" is mine.
Don't worry. I'll change the name.
Well, I'm not selling.
Your mother already said yes.
You have no reason to talk to my mother.
Hey, guys, we have guests. Get to work.
What, should I stand at the bar?
[sighs] Stand here
and be invisible.
-[woman speaks Spanish] -[man moans]
[woman speaks Spanish, gasps]
[Raúl] Mm-hmm.
[Raúl sighs]
[Marimar] You've relapsed.
I installed a special app.
It sends an alert every time you put on a porno.
To me, the priest and your mother.
Why my mother?
-You have a sexual disorder, Raúl. -You saw it was straight porn then.
You are a very sick man, and I can't get pregnant.
[sighs] It's all right, my love. We'll just keep trying.
[sniffles] What if we adopted?
Oh no, no, no, no, that's not God's plan. No.
Or it is.
Why send me a husband when it's too late and I'm no longer fertile?
Look, these things take time. They take time for everyone.
Or maybe the Lord wants us to be a family for a little orphan.
That's the problem with God. He doesn't communicate.
[Esther] Nobody wipes asses for free, nobody.
-She wants something. -[Luz] A spot in heaven.
[Esther] Then she should go volunteer with children in Africa.
Anything else, madame?
-Mayumi, more champagne, thanks. -And something to nibble, please.
Girl, I want a Filipina maid.
Esther, Marimar is married, and she's very Christian.
Watch out for the Christians, they're the biggest sluts.
She hooked up with everyone in school.
-Yeah, well, she changed. -For the worse.
Hello!
-[Esther sighs] -Hello.
Mm. Honey, the neighbors are coming over for dinner.
Oh! No fucking way.
That way I can talk to Iker. He wants to invest in my hotels, hmm?
Honey, do we live here, or… or is it a business?
I'll take care of the catering. You just look pretty, hmm? Bye.
[Esther laughs] So you became a lesbian only to end up
in a relationship that's monogamous and patriarchal. [laughing]
[sighs] Oh, what a life.
-[bell rings] -[clamoring]
[Luis] Sweetie, how was school?
[Iris] Awful. The Spanish teacher got mad at us because we weren't listening,
so we're having a test tomorrow.
Poor thing, so bitter.
Let's go see your grandparents. That'll be fun, right?
But, Dad, I have to study tonight.
Well, what's more important? A Spanish test
or seeing your grandparents who love you and are gonna die soon?
They're gonna die?
Like everyone else, my love, and so will I.
-You're gonna die? -Uh, well, I mean, not right away.
But eventually, right?
That's why it's important to spend time with our loved ones, hmm?
[Marimar] Look how well you hold your spoon now.
I'm so sick of this shit.
Marga, we have to celebrate progress.
-No matter how small. -She's right.
And why are you even here? We never see you.
Because you're about to die, Grandpa.
Uh, no, I mean, you-- you've reached an age
where I don't want us to leave anything unsaid.
[Joaquín] What the hell is there to say?
The inheritance will be half for you and half for Carmen.
Deeper stuffer, Dad, like, uh, what your childhood was like
and…
-And… your eyes. [clears throat] -[Marimar] Oh!
[Daniela] Hi, Danielers, you haven't heard from me much lately
because I've been occupied with Gael.
The truth is that motherhood is really hard.
I don't sleep because he sleeps during the day, obviously.
Breastfeeding has been a challenge,
but it's worth it because of the wave of love I feel for my baby
and for my nourishing oil.
For stretch marks and scars with calendula and chamomile extract,
which is a cell regenerator, anti-inflammatory and soothing.
-The nerve. -[children chattering]
Bummer, isn't it? Having a child when it's past your prime.
No, we actually planned this.
-More or less. -[chuckles]
I'm Sofía, Andrea's mother.
[Pedro] Pedro. Nice to meet you.
-She's the third one. -[exhales]
I had closed the factory, and then we finally fucked.
Well, I'm sorry.
No. [scoffs]
It's fine. I love her so much. I do. [exhales]
I have no choice.
Uh, listen, did you ever feel like throwing her off the balcony?
-[Daniela] Pedro! -Oh, there she is!
[laughs] Hey, look, Sofía.
Daniela, my… [clears throat]
…the mother of Gael.
How are you?
Andrea! Honey, stop hitting the boys.
[child crying]
[Sofía] Come here.
Did I scare her away? You two looked cozy.
[chuckles] Well, we were talking about parenting.
Listen… [sighs]
Patri asked me for money for her breastfeeding services.
Just like drug dealers do. First dose is free,
and then when we're hooked, she asks for more money.
Pedro, whatever she wants. Really, we'll stop eating if we have to.
Extorted by the maid. I can't believe this shit.
[Daniela] Hmm.
Oh shit. Oh shit.
-Ready for this prostate stimulator? -I got the genetic test results.
I have a familial hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.
What is that?
Your heart starts growing. It explodes or something like that.
What do you mean explodes?
Listen to this, "Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy
may cause ventricular arrhythmias and sudden death."
-[gasps] What if you gave it to Álex? -Blanca, this is a gene.
Not a cold. What are you doing?
We have to tell our daughter. So she doesn't use stairs.
She doesn't have an elevator.
-Honey, call me back, it's urgent! -Stop it! Damn it!
Álex, don't listen to her.
I'm gonna go tell her in person.
Why didn't you take that test before getting me pregnant?
It didn't exist. DNA hadn't even been sequenced yet.
-You're a fraud. -[Santi groans]
[doorbell rings]
Uh, is Álex here?
Dad, you dropped by?
Hey, sweetie! Um…
I brought you a little emancipation gift.
-Oh, I'm-- what's up? Hey. -Oh!
Oh, a watch!
Uh, no. No, it's a heart rate monitor.
Okay, ideally, you should be at 120, 130 max,
and when resting, 60 max, okay?
And, well, don't worry, if you get a cardiac alteration,
this beeps. There it is.
Are you all right? Your face is saying, "Something's wrong."
Honey, I've just been diagnosed
with a genetic disease that's degenerative and fatal.
Oh! Are you saying--
It's called familial hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.
And what's worse is that you have a 50% chance of having inherited it.
Uh, what happens if I have it?
[Santi] Our hearts could explode at any moment.
But listen, tell me, what should I do? Should I tell Eva or not?
Because if I do, she'll reject me, and I wanna be a father.
If I don't tell her, it's irresponsible to be a father with that gene.
-What should I do? -I don't know!
I'm processing that you passed on some shit that might kill me.
Don't worry. I'll pay for your test, okay? Whoa! Are you okay, honey?
-What's wrong? Huh? -I'm not okay.
-Just breathe. -I'm not okay.
Just breathe. Hey, hey, Álex. Take her pulse. Take her pulse.
-Take her pulse right now! -[door closes]
[sizzling]
Mm! It smells good!
Where were you?
At Grandpa and Granny's.
[Luis] I feel like spending more time with them.
-[Iris] It's because they're gonna die. -Right, and Marimar? Was she there?
-Hmm? -Uh, I mean, of course, yeah.
-Uh, taking care of Mom. -She's so pretty. She has such nice eyes.
Yeah, I know her. I know her.
Come on, go study. You have an exam.
-I want a girlfriend just like her. -[Luis] Come on.
[sighs] Do you need any help?
Finish this, so I can go over my script.
Um, sure, I can't wait to see you tomorrow in Leganés, right?
-Alcorcón. -Right.
Tell your friends. Don't like empty seats. It's like no one goes to the theater.
-You're inviting them? -They can buy tickets. We need the cash.
I'll see if they can, okay? It's a bit short notice.
[Esther] Luis, I need to fill the seats.
This big theater producer is coming to see us.
He'll buy the play if he likes it.
Imagine me starring in Echoes of a Lie on Broadway.
[gasps, giggles]
-[Luis] Uh… -Luis.
Yeah, I was just visualizing it. I'll tell them.
[Esther huffs]
-[sizzling] -Ah, fuck.
He came home at 2:00 a.m. I couldn't sleep.
[Cynthia] Girl, didn't you see his profile?
-He's looking for something serious. -[exhales]
If he gets a girlfriend, I'll die. I swear. It'll break me.
He won't get a girlfriend. He'll get a stepmother.
And she'll probably be a better mother than you.
Thanks, Cynthia. Kick me when I'm down.
Why don't you check his phone then?
I can't. I will not stoop that low.
It doesn't count if he's not your boyfriend.
I said no.
If you won't do it for yourself, do it for your son.
Who knows who that pig is hooking up with.
-[doorbell rings] -[door opens]
-[Raúl laughs] -[Pili] Welcome, lovebirds.
[Ramón] It's gonna be delicious.
-Your mom took a course in Indian food. -I love it.
Honey, I don't understand this message you sent me earlier.
It says, "Young stud drills stepmom's anus."
It's a virus, Mom, ignore it.
I've installed an app on Raúl's phone to cure his addiction to porn.
Oh, makes sense.
[Ramón] He's always been like this. Used to take my VHS tapes from the attic.
He thought I didn't notice. Ah! You miscreant.
-Well, okay. Let's have some dinner. -[Ramón laughs]
Diego says you never go there. Wouldn't it make sense to take the money?
It's my business, and he wants to steal it.
He wants to buy it.
-[Pili] Hmm. -It's discrimination.
I didn't wanna tell you, Mom, but Diego is heterophobic.
Is he really? He seems so nice.
He's a bitchy queen.
Oh, Marimar, you haven't eaten anything. Don't you like it?
I do. It's really delicious. It's just I don't eat much at dinner.
Let's talk about something fun.
-How's the baby coming along? -Pili.
-[groans] -What?
It's taking us a little while. I mean, Marimar's not young.
-Hmm? -[Ramón] Who cares? Come on.
Have it through in vitro. It's so easy nowadays.
We prefer not to force things. We're thinking about adopting.
[Raúl] Well, we have to think carefully, because who knows what we'd get.
[Marimar] Poor things.
They come from all over, with all kinds of trauma.
Then when they're teens, they take a sword and chop your head off. [exclaims]
What?
I think it's time to tell our son the truth.
About what?
Raúl, you were adopted.
It's true. Your mother had her tubes tied, but then she regretted it.
[Pili] We wanted to tell you before, but first, you were bullied at school.
Then you started dating that anorexic girl.
And then you got kicked out of college, and then you couldn't find a job.
[chuckles]
See, the Lord does communicate, honey. [laughs]
Do you need any more signs?
He's giving you a chance to provide for a child
the way your parents provided for you. Isn't that precious?
-[chattering] -[laughing]
[Jimena] Look at them.
[scoffs] Always blabbing about work.
Let them blab. It's great. I need a new Cartier pendant. [laughs]
I told mine to work harder because I got a letter from the DMV.
-What for? -The four-year checkup on the Cayenne.
You've had the same car for four years?
-[woman] It's got 18,000 miles on it. -[woman 2 gasps] What?
-[Luz] Mm. -[woman 2] I would have raised hell.
[gulps] Are you seriously not ashamed of sponging off your husbands?
-Sponging, Luz? -I mean, do you do anything else in life?
Apart from spending money that isn't yours?
Excuse me, but being a housewife is very much a job too.
Jimena, you have three maids though.
But I supervise them. Hmm?
Do you think it's easy being married to a millionaire?
Do you know how hard it is starving myself?
I wake up an hour early every day,
so my husband never sees me without makeup.
And every year, I risk my life in an operating room.
How old are you?
I'm 42.
-You look incredible, girl. -Incredible.
You think a facelift will stop your husband from leaving you
for a 25-year-old?
They get bored.
My husband had a young mistress and got over it real fast.
-Mm-hmm. But do you have joint assets? -[woman] Mm-hmm.
We have separate assets. His mother was adamant about it.
And you're just sitting here drinking champagne?
Me, I'd be losing it.
[Paz sighs] Honey, why do you always have to stir the pot?
I just don't get how they can live like that.
What's the difference between them and an escort?
Because they got to marry their johns.
[chuckles] Leave them alone. They're happy as they are.
You call that being happy? They're all anxious and over-medicated.
[inhales] They need a psychologist, uh, acupuncture, energy gurus.
Well, then help them all get a divorce.
It'll keep you entertained, hmm?
[grunts]
Are you going to Esther's play tomorrow?
No, I'm flying to Dubai. You're not coming with me?
Paz, you're the one who's not coming with me.
Come on, Luz. I'm going there for work.
I'd be thrilled to see your friend's kitchen sink drama.
Don't be sarcastic, okay?
Because we always gotta do what you wanna do.
Wow. We're fighting. Seriously?
No, my love, get some rest. Tomorrow, we have a long flight.
[scoffs] You've been acting so weird. Pfft. [sighs]
[Santi] What do I do? Should I tell Eva or not?
If I tell her, she'll dump me, and then I wanna be a father.
But if I don't tell her, then it's irresponsible
to have a child knowing that it may be doomed due to this gene.
[Lola] Look at the camera.
I'll do a facial analysis of your vital signs.
D-d-don't. No, no, Lola, please don't analyze anything.
Analyzing.
-Don't move. -Fucking hell. [gasps]
Your risk of suffering an acute coronary syndrome
in the next five years is high to very high.
[whimpers] But I told you I didn't…
I didn't want any more information, damn it. [shuddering]
Oh! Oh, it's happening! [gasps]
-Blanca, I'm having a heart attack. -[TV playing]
-[Blanca] At this hour? -Uh-huh.
Please. Take me to the hospital, please.
-It's just anxiety. Stop crying. -[Santi whimpers]
Mm. Thanks a lot. I'll go alone then.
But if I die on my way there, you'll explain why to your daughter.
-Hmm. -[Santi whimpers] Bitch.
What was it?
[scoffs] Anxiety.
-[dance music playing] -Adopted? You just tell me now?
Is that necessary?
Uh, makes total sense. Raúl, you're shorter than your parents.
And Marimar is delighted. She thinks it's a sign.
I'm starting to believe that God exists, but only so he can fuck with me.
What are you guys doing tonight?
Changing diapers, preparing baby bottles.
Esther asked me to invite you to Alcorcón to see her play to fill the seats.
Hey, it's good, okay? It's a good one.
Echoes of a Lie. It-- it makes you think.
Oh yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. So you saw a preview?
Uh no.
But you read it?
Oh come on, I'll send you the link to buy tickets.
Do you expect us to pay?
Luis, you're really testing the limits of our friendship.
Hey, come on, it's my wife. I have to support her dreams.
[Santi] Does she support yours?
-Huh? -You have dreams, don't you?
-To be Bon Jovi, but that ship has sailed. -[laughing]
To have a motorcycle. A big motorcycle.
That would be amazing.
-Didn't you have a moped in high school? -Yeah.
Someone stole it. That's when I decided to be a cop.
You know, I decided to be an architect one day while building Legos.
-I said to myself, "Santi, you--" -[Luis] You okay? I made margaritas.
[Santi] I can't drink a margarita at 11 in the morning.
[Raúl] We have to christen the bachelor pad in style.
-It's a very weird time for a party. -The party is here.
[cell phone ringing]
Oh, shit! Marimar!
Where is he going?
[ringing]
Hi, sweetheart.
[Marimar] I went to the adoption agency your parents recommended, and it's a mess.
Huh? Where are you?
Uh, Luis twisted his ankle playing padel, so we're having it checked out.
Oh, poor thing! How's he doing?
He's hurt. I'll call him over. Luis. come here.
No, no, no, no, don't, don't.
-[Luis grunts] -[mutters]
[groans]
Hi, Marimar.
Are you in a lot of pain?
-Oh, wait! Exam room four, our turn. -Ah--
-What hospital? Maybe I know-- -Call you back.
The fuck did you do in here?
This side's the ER, the auto repair shop,
and that's the bank, but I'll keep changing so it's not suspicious.
[sighs] Don't ever use me to fool Marimar again.
Aren't you using me to fill the seats at Esther's play?
Where's my margarita?
Wow, this is actually good. Hmm.
When I use the eco-friendly diapers, Eco Wise Baby,
I protect my baby's bottom
and the environment because I care as much about my son's health
as I do the future of the planet.
How's Gael?
-No hello? -Hello. Sorry.
Well, he's sleeping.
-You didn't shower? -What?
No, we ended up in a new club,
and the locker room was kind of, uh, grimy.
Mm.
Have you been drinking?
Oh, hey, do you mind taking care of Gael this evening?
Why? You have another little work dinner?
No, Luis begged us to go see Esther's play at the theater.
Esther is performing in Madrid?
No, her show's in Alcorcón, which means I'll be back late.
-I'll come with you! -What?
I need some fresh air.
And Patri can stay with the Gael. We'll just have to give her a tip.
Are you sure? It's called Echoes of a Lie. [groans]
Well, I've seen some pretty shitty theater before in the name of culture.
-Okay. Be ready to leave at eight. -Mm-hmm.
-[chattering] -[laughing]
-[Santi] Hey. -[Eva] Hey!
That was unexpected. I mean, how did you find me?
There aren't many Evas on LinkedIn who are engineers and anthropologists.
Oh, you're stalking me? Should I be worried? [chuckles]
Uh, sorry, but I'm disqualifying myself as a father.
-I'm sorry. -I really wanted to reproduce with you.
But I've been diagnosed with a disease, a disorder, a genetic disorder.
It's called familial hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.
And?
And I don't want our child's heart to explode.
You don't understand. I could collapse at any moment.
Really. No, every day I'm alive is a miracle.
Santi, you just carry the gene.
Doesn't mean you're going to develop the disease.
No, no, no, no, I feel things. I feel things. I do.
In terms of fatherhood,
this can be avoided with an embryonic biopsy
and a genetic test pre-implantation
during the IVF to select healthy embryos beforehand.
You know about in vitro fertilization?
The basics.
And so you're saying we can be co-parents?
Well, give me a sec. I haven't decided yet. [laughs]
Oh, I mean, of course.
No pressure. Let's take it slow. And yeah, me too. Give it some thought.
-Yeah, but so far, you're doing well. -[Eva] I'm doing well.
Yes. Want a beer?
Okay. Yeah, please.
SHIT, THE THEATER THING WAS TRUE
CHECK HIS FUCKING PHONE DUMBASS
[Esther] But why do I have to suffer that much?
[gasps] What did I do to deserve this torture?
I've always performed the duties of a perfect wife and perfect sister.
Why do I only see dark clouds on the horizons of my life?
[groaning]
[actress] I know there's love in your heart.
With time, you'll be able to forgive me.
-Forgive you, sister? -[gasps]
I feel like a stranger in my very own life.
-[sobbing] -Every corner of this house…
screams out his name.
[both sob]
-[Luis sighs] -Uh…
-Hey. Meet the mother of my child. -[play continues]
-What are you… -Oh shit, the overqualified one.
-You know her? -Don't tell me you fucked her.
She's a good lay. A bit boring.
-You wanna be a father again? -No. Co-parent.
-Compatriot? -[Santi] What?
[actress] We'll never fully live this love of ours without your forgiveness.
[Esther] You have chosen the path of betrayal.
And you will walk it… alone.
-I'll tell you more! -Ah shit, it's not over yet?
-[sighs] -[Esther] Oh!
-[sobbing] -[Santi] But what do we tell her?
-To go back to her day job? -No, don't fuck around.
Anything that doesn't end my marriage.
-I mean, the lighting was very beautiful. -[Raúl] And the seats were comfy.
Uh, just tell her you regret cutting her out of Alpha Males.
I'm not telling her that.
Shh! Here she comes.
-Oh! -[Luis] Oh ho-ho!
[Esther] Everyone's here!
-Thank you so much, guys. Did you like it? -Great, great.
-[Luis] Yeah! -I thought it was hilarious.
-It's a drama. -Oh.
[Raúl] Did you enjoy it?
-That's what matters. [laughs] -Okay.
Who's hungry? How about we go to dinner, yeah?
[laughing]
[Luz] Come on, a toast to my friend, who had the ovaries to do this.
[laughs] I mean, I'm happy, you know? We set out to uncover familial ache.
-And I think we succeeded. -[Marimar] Well…
Uh, I don't know. It left me feeling cold. But maybe it's me. You know what I mean?
[Esther clears throat]
[clears throat]
-It's a nice steak tartare, isn't it? -It's good.
No, tell me. Tell me, Marimar.
I wasn't feeling cold. It uncovered a lot.
I mean, everything is a little forced, isn't it?
Like, the sister confesses she's with her husband
without her catching them.
Because she feels very guilty. She can't even look her in the eye.
Oh. Well, that's not good storytelling.
-And the husband, where's he? -[Esther] The husband's not there.
It's a women's story, which is all the rage now.
It's missing the husband. And a mother too.
A mother who suffers and serves as a catalyst between the two sisters.
Why not a choir of orphans singing in the background?
[chuckles] Uh, okay, anyone feel like a little dessert?
I know I do.
-Raúl, can we talk? -Sure, sure, sure.
I know what this is about, Diego. I'll pay, okay? Don't worry.
Lucía is going to report you for sexual assault.
-Which Lucía? The hostess? -You kissed her lips.
And? Come on, we were celebrating. You gave her one too.
It's different. She's my friend.
Don't worry. I'll talk to her.
-Where is she? -At home, on leave.
Leave her alone. She's distressed.
-Because of a peck? -[exhales] Fuck, man.
Do you always have to ruin everything?
[frustrated sigh]
[door closes]
Raúl.
Why are you here?
I've been coming for days, trying to see you.
Since you don't answer my calls…
I'm getting a divorce.
-[exhales] -Rafa, I'm here with Marimar.
The snitch. If it weren't for her,
I'd be with Adriana, and my kids wouldn't call me "ball licker."
They're still being bullied at school.
You had no business being at my wedding. Why did you show up?
I tried to explain that I'm straight, that the rest is just a pastime.
Rafa, I know straight. You're not.
Hmm. Neither are you.
But now I'm free.
And I am very sad.
-I've got enough problems. -Let's open a restaurant!
I need a change in my life!
[door opens, closes]
[Marimar] And from the start, you know she's going to kill her.
So the ending is not surprising.
Yeah, I totally saw it coming.
Well, I really liked it when she killed her.
[exhales] The hand dryer wasn't working.
And well, this is a little personal, okay?
But it lacks hope. There was no hope at all.
All right, we should ask for the check, yeah, huh?
[Raúl] Oh, no, don't worry. It's on the house.
[Luis] You've had enough. Okay?
No more drinking.
Stupid cunt. What the fuck she knows about theater?
Do I go to the hospital to tell her how to put in an IV?
I mean, she's just trying to help.
If you don't like it, shut up. No one asked for your opinion.
Yeah, but you did ask.
She's not supposed to say what she thinks.
[Luis] Marimar is totally transparent.
She is incapable of lying.
Luis, can you tell me one bad thing about her?
-Just one. I need to hear it. -Uh…
She's just way too good.
I mean, she's so… so good that she can be a total idiot.
Exactly! Yes, a total idiot. Right, a fucking dumbass.
-[Luis] Wait, honey, the red light! -[Esther] It was yellow!
Okay, I have it right here.
-[Cynthia] Type in his code. -I don't know what it is.
Well, then turn it off so you can see him type the code.
-[grunts] -Well, he's sleeping like a log.
-It's cool if he sleeps with Patri, right? -He'll end up thinking she's his mother.
See you tomorrow.
Before I forget, can you send me that video from yesterday?
Ah, sure.
Wait. No, no, no, but don't go away, okay? Send it now.
Uh, use Airdrop.
-Oh. -It has better quality.
Wait, it powered down.
-Probably the battery. Mm-hmm. -Makes no sense. I charge it in the car.
-Maybe you enabled automatic updates. -[sighs]
-I hope it's not fucked up. -Hmm.
[Pedro] Ah, no.
-[laughs] Great. -Sometimes mine turns off on its own.
[Pedro laughs]
[door opens]
Okay, okay, okay, okay. I got it.
Let's see.
Seven, three, seven, two.
Then five, two.
I feel like the worst person in the world, you know?
[Cynthia] You'll change your mind when you see what he's been up to.
It wasn't a five, it was… a nine?
Didn't you see it?
He put it in so fast.
-[sighs] -Oh, it was a three!
Or was it?
Seven, three, seven, two, three, two.
Damn it, no. It's locked out for one minute.
-Jesus, you're such an amateur. -Yeah, I know.
[Raúl] Love, nothing happened.
He just came to see me because he's very sad.
-He's divorcing. -And you consoled him in the bathroom?
Of course not!
I take a sleeping pill last night. My face looks awful.
Marimar, I'm heterosexual.
That and God's existence are the only two things I'm certain of in this life.
Raúl, if you really love me
and wanna save this marriage, go to this retreat.
[military march playing]
-[announcer] No alcohol, no junk food. -[grunting]
-[sizzling] -[announcer] No women.
-No distractions. -[shouts]
[announcer] The only thing you can do is train hard.
-[instructor] Come on! -[announcer] Reconnect with nature.
-Eat real manly food. -[instructor shouting]
[announcer] And focus on your goals.
Come join us at Camp Alpha Male so you can be a man again.
If you really are my friends, you won't let me do this alone. Hmm?
It'll be good for your testosterone.
Isn't going to that camp gayer than being gay, Raúl?
-What's that about? -You owe me!
I sat through your wife's shitty-ass play, I did your deconstruction course.
And when you became the Moses of sexist pigs,
I was the only one who supported you.
-Oh shit, you're going there? -[Raúl] Oh!
-[chuckles] Come on. -[cell phone ringing]
Are we really going to this?
[Raúl] Marimar, my princess,
I'm at the bank making a contribution to my pension plan.
[Santi sighs]
[classical music playing] ontribution to my pension plan.