All language subtitles for Youre.Nothing.Special.S01E03.SPANISH.WEBRip.x264-ION10

A NETFLIX SERIES

Hmm. How cool are these pictures?

It's clear that you don't have
that artistic gift.

No way. Not that gene.

Hey, this is a good one.
This one is really good. I love it.

Yeah, yeah. Use this one.

Yes. That's dope.

Yuck!

Mental note.
Do not make spells with garlic.

Ever.

Hey, I have to start all over
because of you.

Oh, shut up!

Whoa. Hey, don't talk to her like that.
There's no better friend than a sister.

Ha! Said the only daughter.

Going out later?

Yeah, why?

No reason.

Girls, tomorrow I'm going to dinner.

With who?

With no one. Just some friends.

Yeah, right. With a guy, for sure.

I'm going to ask Itziar
to stay here with you.

-I'm capable of taking care of Ona.
-And I can take care of Amaia.

No, I'm not leaving you alone.

-Why not?
-Yeah, why not?

Because I'm not.

All right, so you can go out
with your friends,

and we have to hang out here
with some chick.

Hey, she's not just "some chick."

Her name is Itziar.

And I owe her a lot.
She got me the job at the bakery.

She's my friend and your family.

Ah, well, if she's your friend,
why isn't she going out?

Spill it. You're dating a guy, aren't you?

An ex from town, perhaps?

Who said anything about a guy?

Look, I'm not trying to argue. Amaia!

Tomorrow, Itziar will stay with you,
and that's it.

Got it.

-And dinner's at nine o'clock!
-Okay.

Take a jacket! It's gonna rain.

-Hello!
-Hello!

Amaia, Amaia! Okay, okay, okay.

Calm down. Smile. Smile like this.
Like this. Very good. You're doing great.

Calm down. Be calm because you can't--

Oh, hey!

Hi, Asier!

Oh shit. Oh shit.

You okay?

-Yeah.
-You sure?

Yes. It was the bike.
I don't know what happened.

-Let me see.
-I don't know.

It's your bike's chain.

Don't worry. I'll get it fixed in no time.

Um, perfect. Well, thank you.
I'll take it from here.

Oh, you know how to fix it?

Of course. You don't?

Sure, yeah. Of course.

Done.

Okay.

Let's check it out.

See? Fixed.

Nice job.

Oh, hey.

-Let's get to the tunnel.
-Okay.

Whoo!

Shit!

-What is this?
-Welcome to Salabarria.

Whoo!

You're all wet!

Huh?

-You're soaked.
-Yeah. I know.

-Want my jacket?
-No, it's okay.

-You sure?
-You want mine?

Well, it was like a movie.

But one that makes you say,
"Oh, they're so into each other!"

-But no kissing or fucking.
-You didn't like him.

Amaia, honey. Take a deep breath.

Okay. Uh, you guys are just jealous.

-You weren't there.
-Sure.

-Obviously.
-Done.

You owe me a candy bar,
and you owe me chips.

Yeah, yeah. I'm going to get some.
But first, I have to fix this.

What's wrong?

You're like a meme for "how it looks
on AliExpress versus when you get it."

And you're the "when you get it."

-Hey.
-You are pretty generic.

Hey, but you said,
"sophisticated and black," didn't you?

-Well, this is it.
-This isn't what I meant.

You're too understated.
I don't know. It lacks spice.

It lacks power.

You need more cleavage. Here.

There we go.

Honestly, much better.

Yes, of course.

-Let's get his snacks. Come on.
-Coming. Want your bag?

I don't know about all this.

-I'll cover up a little.
-Chocolate, not cream candy, yeah?

Yeah! You're so boring.

This looks better, right?

I have news on your pops.

-What? What did you hear?
-Mm-hmm!

Your mom and the photographer
were a thing.

Yeah?

Yeah, my aunt said your mom left
because he got her pregnant.

Although my mom said
that had nothing to do with it.

Okay, Javi, but I told you
not to say anything.

No, but they don't suspect anything.
I brought it up, and they started to talk.

All right, how did you do it?

I saw that Jorge Marín
was doing an exhibition in Pamplona,

and I said, "Doesn't he live around here?"

-And they started to--
-Hang on.

His exhibition is in Pamplona?

-Yeah.
-When is it?

It's next week, I believe.

I don't know if he'll attend.
But, um… we could go and see.

PAMPLONA CULTURE
EXHIBITION PHOTOGRAPHY JORGE MARÍN

What should I do?

Uh, do I go there
and ask him directly if he's my father?

It worked in Mamma Mia.

Oh, yeah.
I'll just walk in and start singing.

Javi, I'm being serious.

Holy shit. Look. Chivite's back.

And yet, still a total douchebag.

-Come on, let's go.
-But try to look nice.

Mmm.

-Yeah. Ask her.
-Amaia, can you take a picture of us?

All right. Mm.

Mm.

Um… Here it is. I took a few pics.

-Much better. He has no idea. Thanks.
-You look stunning in all of them.

-Yeah, whatever.
-I'm a sucker.

Well, don't beat yourself up.

-We all dream of unicorns.
-Hmm.

Pfft. You have no idea.

No, my problem's much worse.

Why?

Never mind.

Hey, no. Don't leave me hanging.

I made a love spell for Asier.

Well, I mean, you know,
do as you told me, right?

Patience, patience.

One, two, three.

This one.

-Make the bed.
-Pfft.

Girls, I left dinner ready for you.
Will you set the table?

-Yes.
-And you behave for Itziar. Hm?

I love you so, so much.

Very… much.

Hey, how's class? You make any friends?

Nope.

'Kay. Well, do they keep messing with you?

Ona? You can tell me what happened.

Ona, what's wrong?

They called me the N-word.

Shit, so small and such bastards.

Did you tell your teacher?

What's the point?
Everyone will think I'm a snitch.

But you still have to tell Mom.

No, and don't say anything.

Fine, then you have to stand up to them.

No.

Look, if you do nothing,
they'll just keep messing with you.

I said no.

Well, someone has to do something.

Leave me alone. You're just like Mom.

Ona, hold on. Listen, okay?

I'm not gonna do anything.

Or say anything, okay?

Promise me.

I promise.

It's delish.

Tastes like mystery meat.

Well, I love them.

-If you don't want them, I'll eat them.
-All right.

Here you go. There.

Thanks.

Hey, what do you think? It was Grandma's.

Well, it suits you well.
Know what your grandmother used to say?

What?

That she was never on-trend
because trends always came back to her.

And look at you. What character Petra had.

Come on, be subtle.
As if you don't know what it's all about.

A boy at school today said
that she read fortunes

or read, like, tarot cards.

-Mm-hmm.
-Silly, yeah?

No, not silly at all.
Your grandmother was special.

Wow. Did she have superpowers?

Please don't tell your mother I told you,
but one time, I asked her for help.

I couldn't find work. I had nothing.

I asked for help, and in two days,

I got a job,
and I was able to pay everything I owed.

But isn't that just a coincidence?

Perhaps. But your grandmother
helped a lot of people, Amaia.

That's a lot of coincidences.

She had that special gift
that you either have or you don't.

Who gave it to her?

Well, I don't know.

They say it's inherited,
but your mother certainly didn't get it.

Oh, she did.
She can be a real witch.

Who knows?
Maybe it's like the gene for blue eyes.

That there's a generation gap,

and one of you is
the next little witch in town.

Nonsense.

No, it's not nonsense.

Girl, you said it out loud.

Amaia, your grandmother was special.

When your mother finds out
what time it is, she'll kill me.

I would've loved to have met my grandma.

And she would have loved to have met you.
She only knew you when you were a child.

But well,
sometimes things get complicated.

Why? No, but why did they get complicated?

Well, you know your mom.
This town was too small.

Yeah, but she could have waited
a couple months, waited for summer.

That would have been great.

I just don't understand.
It doesn't make sense.

Unless she was running
from an old boyfriend or…

Amaia.

I know you have questions,
but they're for your mother to answer.

Why can't you fill me in?

Because it's not my place.

Oh, Amaia. You're an asshole.

Hey. How's it goin'?

Hey.

-Sorry. You're Amaia, right?
-Yeah.

I'm Fran. Well, Chivite. Welcome.

Oh. Well, if you're
on the welcoming committee,

you're a little late, huh?

I guess you're right.
But here's the thing.

I'm a friend of Jokin's,
and he said you helped him out.

No way!

Yeah. And?

Would you wanna help me?
I mean, I'll pay you whatever.

Hey, ask him to pay 40 euros.

It's 50 euros.

Wow, girl,
now is when he walks away.

Yeah, all right.

But this has to stay confidential.

-Yeah.
-Is that cool?

Yeah, sure, of course.

What do you need?

Let's see. It's just lately,
everything's been going to hell.

I keep failing my tests.

There's a thousand things happening
with my parents, and it's all bad.

And then the fucking motorbike.
It's all happened in the last ten days.

I don't know. It's like someone cast
an evil eye on me or something.

I don't get it.
Help me. You understand this stuff.

What is it?

Come on, Amaia. Say something.

Hmm. Yeah, I mean, it's like…

All around you,
I can feel, like… this bad energy.

What happens is…

Well, the bad energy accumulates
because of things in our past.

Like with karma?

-Yes, exactly. Like karma.
-Pfft. It's my karma. I knew it.

-Damn! He's buying it.
-Fuck me, dude. What do I?

Hey, keep pushing him.
Do it for Javi.

May I see your hand?

Come on, give it to me.

Oh. Well, well…

Have you done something bad in the past?

Mmm, I don't know. Well…
Yeah, of course. I mean, who hasn't?

Mm-hmm. Yes.

But it's just…

…you must have done a lot

for all this energy to turn on you now.

Mm-hmm. Wow.

Look, I'll explain it to you, okay?

We have energies all around us.
Positive and negative.

And they have to…
Well, they stay in equilibrium.

Like with a scale. Okay?

And when we hurt someone
or do something bad,

they get out of balance.

-You want them to balance, right?
-Yeah.

Of course. Well, you have to do your part.

You need to apologize
to the ones you've hurt.

Apologize? Shit.
But it wasn't that bad though.

Are you sure that's right?

Are you sure if I do all this, it'll work?

You know what? That's up to you.

Holy shit! He bought it.

-Awesome.
-Oh yeah.

Uh, there's a party Saturday at my house.

You're invited.

I'd like you to come,
and you can bring whoever you want.

Mm, badass. Thanks.

Well, maybe you're not bad
at this at all.

You'll do a report in pairs
on the theater of the Golden Age.

Should we work together?

And I don't want you copy-pasting
from Wikipedia, please.

Work hard. Surprise me.

Oh, and I want to see a bibliography.

-Irene, should we work together?
-I'm with you.

Of course.

-I need a buddy.
-Amaia.

Oh. That's great.

-Okay.
-Yeah.

-Got it?
-Thanks.

Do your best.

Hey, Javi!

You're free then, right?

Um…

Uh, yes.

-Well, let's work together.
-Mm.

Yeah, cool.

Go tell him right now
that you're gonna be my partner.

Javi, you asked for this.

And listen, Chivite could surprise you.
You don't know yet.

Yeah, he hit his head in the accident,
and now he's a different person, right?

In fact, I read

that depending on where your head's hit,
your personality could change.

-I'm sure that's what's up.
-Amaia!

Hey, I'm so sorry,
but my weekend's really busy.

Can we meet tomorrow
and that'll give us more time to work?

-Yeah. Yeah, no problem.
-Okay. Perfect.

Oh, you can come to my place.

-Uh, okay. Yeah, great!
-All right.

-Well, I'll see you then. Later.
-See ya. Mm-hmm.

-Wow.
-You've got huge balls.

-That's right!
-Hey, Javi. Your house or mine?

My God.

Um, I'm gonna find Lucía.
She's looking for me.

Uh, I'm thinking we each do our part
and then I'll put it together, okay?

Hey, dude. I just wanted
to tell you something.

What's that?

I'm sorry.

-Huh?
-You heard me. I'm sorry.

And exactly what are you sorry about?

-Fuck, Javi, man, you know.
-No, no. That's why I'm asking.

Well, for when I called you a queer.

-A fairy.
-Mm-hmm.

Pussy.

When I hid your book bag.

When I put dog shit in it.

When I wrote "pussy"
on the blackboard at recess.

When I stole your snacks. All that shit.

You already know.

Can you forgive me?

-No.
-No?

No. "Hey, dude, I'm sorry" doesn't fix it.
That's not how it is.

Then what, Javi? Tell me.
I'll do anything to make it up to you.

Forget me then.
Don't even talk to me. I don't exist.

Javi, I need you to forgive me.

Yeah, well, I don't give a fuck
what your ass needs.

Man, come on, Javi. Be fair.

Javi!

Come on.

What's wrong with him?

I'm not sure. No idea.

Maybe he really is sorry.
It's like Elena says. People change.

-Ah, well, if your shrink says.
-Javi!

-I'm done with him. Period.
-So does that mean no party Saturday?

-Everyone's going.
-Yeah.

And what would we be doing there?

Hey, maybe you should forgive Chivite,
but not for him. For you.

Forgiveness will make you better.

-I feel amazing!
-We can tell.

So fucking great,
I'm thinking of downloading a dating app.

There must be more gays in Salabarria.

Maybe they're all in Pamplona.

Can you imagine taking the bus
every time to see one of them?

Fucking great, isn't it?

Javi, don't change the subject.
We're going, right?

-No.
-You just don't want to see Chivite!

-And?
-You don't wanna go out and have fun.

But that's okay.

If I don't wanna do something,
I don't do it, okay? Period.

-"Period," huh?
-Don't get mad. Don't go.

I'm going home.

This one does therapy, too, huh?

To each their own.

Okay.

Shh.

What is it?

No. No, no, no, no.
I never said that to you.

No. You're so crazy.

Do you think Mom has a boyfriend?

No! No, Moussa was too recent.

-What?
-It's gotta be just a friend. Don't worry.

-No!
-Yeah, sure…

Are you seriously saying that?

Oh, hey, I have something for you.

-What?
-Come with me.

-No, tell me.
-Now. Run!

You tell me.

A thread?

No. It's more than that. It's a bracelet.

Well, it's a charm bracelet.

Wow!

You have to keep it on always.
Give me your left hand.

No. The other left.

Okay, right here.

All right, I'm gonna tie seven knots.

And each time,
ask for one good thing you want to happen.

Anything?

-Whatever you want.
-Okay.

-Are you ready?
-Yes!

Okay.

I want them to stop teasing.

I want to be part of the class.

Good one.

And to make a best friend. Or two.

-Or two?
-Yeah, two besties.

Very good.

To have straight hair.

Uh, listen, Ona.

This bracelet scares away what's bad.

And… having hair like you have
isn't bad, right?

Ask for things that are realistic.
Things you really want.

I wish the people here
wouldn't look at me funny.

Right. That works.

Pass all my tests.

Okay.

And I want a cell phone.

Ona, not realistic.

Mom's not gonna buy you a phone, no way.

Aitor and María Lacunza
from class got one.

Fine. A cell phone.

And the last one?

That Dad would come to visit.

Wait… that we would go back to Barcelona.

Yeah.

Now you can never take off
this bracelet, okay?

-Your wishes won't come true if you do.
-Okay.

And most importantly, Ona,

if they mess with you again,
show them your bracelet

and say it's a charm from Petra.

Okay.

And that I made it.

That you're the granddaughter of Petra
and sister of Amaia.

Okay.

High five.

There's just the pictures,
the bibliography, and the conclusion left.

Uh, okay. I can handle that.
It's just a summary.

Okay. Well, uh,
I'll add the photos of Lope de Vega,

and you do works cited?

-All right. Yeah, great.
-Perfect.

We make a great team.

Yeah.

What a cool picture.

-Yeah.
-Really.

Thanks.

-Are those your friends from Barcelona?
-Yeah.

Let's see…

Yeah. Uh, well, we try to keep in touch,
but it's not the same anymore.

I dunno what I'd do without my friends.

We've been friends forever.
And without them, I would be lost.

-Yeah.
-Salabarria must seem so boring.

Well, it has something.

Hey, why don't you come
with me to Chivite's?

I'm going with Irene and my buddies.

Oh, yeah. I'll probably go
with Javi and the guys. Hmm…

Ah, well, if they end up
not wanting to go or whatever, call me.

-Amaia!
-Thanks. I'll do that.

Cool. Okay.

Amaia!

Amaia!

Ona, I told you we were studying.
What is it?

Where's the bottle of glue?

How should I know? I have no idea.

What's this?

It's, um…

Uh, that's Ona's.

It's Ona's.
It's a… crafting project, right?

It is, yeah. It's mine.

What's it supposed to be, Ona?

It's abstract art.

-Ah.
-Right, Amaia?

Yes. Yeah! It's abstract art.

-Do you like it?
-Uh, yeah, yeah!

I like it. You're a great artist.

-Mm-hmm. She is great, huh?
-Yeah, yeah.

-Hey, thanks.
-Well, I better go.

Bye.

-See you later.
-See ya.

-Bye, Ona.
-See you.

JOSE LUIS AND FRIENDS

LUCÍA: ZHAO'S COMING. AMAIA, YOU TOO?

YESSSSSSS
JAVI????

YOU HAVE TO COME!!

-Amaia, can you help me?
-Coming!

No, "I'm coming." Come here now.

JAVI: OKAY… LET'S DO IT!

When you come, I won't need help.

I'm coming. Sorry.

Where's Ona?

She's in her bedroom.

Absorbed with… a documentary
about a guy who befriends an octopus.

I talked to Itziar.
She told me about your interrogation.

Interrogation? I just asked about Grandma.

But that's not all, was it?

Yeah. And?

Whatever you want to find out,
you can ask me.

All right. Well, I'm asking.

Who is my father?

Moussa.

The biological one.

What's the difference?

The one who raised you
and cares about you is Moussa.

I know. But I'd like to know
who the other one is.

-The guy who planted the seed.
-Haven't we talked about this?

Is it Jorge Marín?

Have you been researching me?

You won't say, will you?

Jorge Marín and I were sweethearts, yeah.

But he got a scholarship
and went to study abroad. And we split up.

He's not your father, Amaia.

Then who is?

Soon after that, I met someone.

And…

It just happened to be a one-night stand.

I drank too much, and well…

I never saw him again.

Seriously, Mom?

Well, these things happen.

No, they only happen to her.

JORGE MARÍN
"MY BEST PICTURE HAS YET TO BE TAKEN"

"BETWEEN ART AND ETHNOGRAPHY,
I AM AN EXPLORER"

Britney! Britney!

Hey, Britney!

Wow. Wow.

You look badass!

It's Britney, bitch!

Hit me, baby.

-Bang! I love that you went bald!
-You look freakin' gorgeous! Mmm!

We're gonna be the bosses at this party.

-We'll be the best by far.
-Awesome.

You know, in the end,
the shitty green potion worked?

-Are you serious?
-Mm-hmm. Yeah, yeah.

It attracts men.

Wow.

But unfiltered.

That's why Chivite wants to be my friend.

Uh, well, I can do a spell
to attract someone specific.

I'd rather not.

Sure? I found this book of my grandma's.
I think it's--

No way, girl.

If someone asks for a spell, fine,
because that's how we get our alcohol.

-But that's all.
-Come on, Javi. You're so dull!

It is what it is.

Hey, you!

Reach for the sky!

Wow!

Guys, are we really the only ones
in costume?

Fuck, yeah. We're the only ones.

Hey!

Hey, what's up? How are you guys?

Dude, Javi. You finally made it.

And in costume. So original.
Who are you exactly?

Hmm.

Well, party on. My house is your house.
There's a ton of alcohol.

-Chivite, what's up?
-Hey, dude.

It's a dope party!

Who said it was a costume party?

I didn't. Lucía.

No, no, no. It was Zhao.

No, I didn't.

Nobody did then?

To be honest, this is a typical thing
that just happens to us.

Well, what does it really matter?

Let's hit the drinks. That's important.

Exactly.

It was you.

Me?

So what's up with the exhibition?
Are we going?

Phew, the exhibition.

Okay. That's enough.

-Jesus.
-What's wrong?

Go to the bathroom and comb your hair.

-Is it a nightmare?
-Huge nightmare.

Hey! Free Britney!

Free Britney!

Look at her.
She's so fucking perfect.

You look so hot.

Girl, you're the only one
who knows who we're dressed as.

Well, you look great. So great.

-Look who's talking.
-Let's take a pic.

-Um…
-Get over here.

What are you doing?
You crazy? You look awful.

She looks divine. Run away.

I'm gonna run to the bathroom.

Okay. You take it.

Shh!

Yeah, come on!

Hey!

Whoo-hoo!

-C'mon!
-Ooh!

-A little more.
-No!

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!

Yes, yes. The night is still young.

Ah, thanks.

How are you doing in Salabarria?

-I'm adjusting.
-That's never great.

-Yeah.
-It's very closed-minded here.

We don't make it easy for outsiders.

I know.

Both of us should play hooky this week.
I'll show you around.

Honestly, did you say hooker?

No, I said hooky! It means we skip class.

There aren't many places to go either.
But we have to do something.

Okay.

This is my jam.
Come on. Let's go. Let's go.

Whoo!

Amaia,
surrender your weapons and leave.

You have nothing to do.

What's up with Britney Spears?

Irene's not as perfect as she seems.

She's got issues too.
Hence the psychologist.

Well, everyone has their ups and downs.
You should try seeing a shrink.

-Really?
-Everyone should.

I'm not talking shit.
I'm just saying that she's human.

That's all.

Yo, hot stuff, I'm going to the bathroom.

And you want me to hold it for you,
or what, Jose Luis?

Well, you would need both hands!

That's not what they say
about the Chinese.

-You want proof?
-You wish!

Um…

Tonight, you and Zhao…

-What?
-Well, you're connecting.

What are you talking about? We're friends.

-Well, I mean, I thought that…
-Hmm?

-Javi's calling me! Javi!
-Mm? Mm-hmm!

-Hey! Hey!
-Uh, I screwed up with Lucía.

Girl, I have it all planned out.
We'll take a bus to Pamplona--

Uh, no. No.

-Yes, girl, you'll love Pamplona. And--
-Hey, Javi. He's not my father.

Then who is it?

I don't know,
because it was a one-night stand.

Let's forget it for now.
I don't wanna talk about it.

Okay.

-What's going on with you?
-Can we please not do this here?

-When? When can we talk?
-I don't know. Not here.

I don't get it. You never want to.

I don't know what's wrong with you.

I mean, seriously.

And we've been going like this for what?
Six months?

-If you want to break up, tell me.
-Did I say that?

Really, I just don't understand you.

Asier…

it's just that I…

That you what? You what, Irene?

I can't.

You can't what, Irene?

All right, all right, all right,
you little naughty witch.

-You're fully drunk, aren't you?
-Hey. No, I'm not drunk.

Well, I am. And he is as well.

And he just fought with his girlfriend.
I wonder if it's your spell.

Oh, you're hilarious.

-You don't dare, do you?
-Of course I do.

Oh shit.

Do your magic, girl.

How are you?

Everyone at the party
saw us arguing.

Well, so what?

Could be worse.
You could have shown up in a costume.

And Zuri? She threw up in the living room.

It's a party, Asier.

Yeah, but it's not our first argument,
you know?

In the end, we always make up, but…

-Look at her…
-Pfft.

I don't know what's wrong with her.
She won't say.

I'm sure it's just a fight.

You say you always make up after.

No, not this time.

This time I have, like, an intuition,
you know?

Like a voice inside telling me that…
something's not right.

Do you understand?

Yeah. Yeah, I do.
Because it happens to me.

I also have a voice inside
that won't stop.

Do you listen to her?

It's a little bit complicated.

'Cause mine's a real bitch.

And she's very critical
and very pessimistic.

-Mine doesn't have much personality.
-All the better.

You gotta keep it in line!

Okay, and why don't you?

Well, I do try. It's just,
she only shuts up when, uh…

When what?

Well, when I'm with you, she shuts up.

And is that good or bad?

Not sure. You tell me.

-Of course.
-Cut it out!

What the hell is this?!

Fran! Where are you? Fran!

What's going on?

I thought you weren't back today!

Get your friends out of here right now!
Out of here!

-Oh no, dude!
-It's his father!

Hey, y'all! Smoke bomb! Let's go!

Run. Let's go, or they'll kill us.
Come on, run!

I'm sorry!

Let's go, man!

Wow!

I don't know if it was the spell,
the booze, or what.

But it doesn't matter. It was… magic

Amaia, you're the best.

You're the fucking queen!