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SOMETHING IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN

Fátima.

You're gorgeous.

It's how you look at me.

No, because you're pretty.

You're very pretty.

I don't want you to worry.

Okay?

Don't let this shit bring you down.
That son of a bitch...

I can't belive that he fired you.

It'll all be fine, don't worry.

It's fine but it's so unfair...

That stupid man...

He got his own way and...

...and fired you,
this fucking Herreros.

I don't know.

-Things are complicated.
-Right.

You have to be fine.

You have to rise beyond...

And be strong, because you are,
and you have a family

that loves you, that sustains you,
that helps you.

Yeah, yeah.

-No. Not "yeah, yeah". Yes.
-Yes.

Love isn't everything,
Don't you think?

Love is the ultimate fuel.

Dad, I'm home!

I've got you, Dad,
I've got you.

-I can't, I can't make it.
-There you go.

-That's it.
-It's so cold.

Take those slippers off me. Wait.

Hold me, I'm going to fall.

That's it.

-Careful.
-Careful, careful.

-Careful. Get up.
-Slowly. That's right.

-That's it.
-Oh, for God's sake.

-Come on.
-Wait, please.

-I'm going to fall.
-You're not going to fall.

-Lift the leg.
-Take it easy, Juan.

-That's it, good.
-That's it.

-Delia, let me, I have to get the...
-Okay.

Let's check the water.

A splash on your face.
A little, Juan.

-That'll do, eh?
-Right.

Like this, a little.

When did the error showed up?

Since I got here.

This...

Let's see.

Okay.

What a drag, right?
So you've done nothing all morning.

- That's right
-Well, I guess that is not your loss.

For how little they pay,
I've done enough.

-We have to verify it.
-Veneers.

All the veneers,

so we can call and...

Implant screws?

They're waiting,
along with lab tests.

We're really far behind, eh?

I have problems...
We can collate it if you think...

Excuse me, Herreros needs you
upstairs fucking now.

Right now?

Take it easy, we're in no hurry.

This isn't right.

Yes, it's not right.

-That's why you're here.
-I know. Now...

-Now.
-Good. That's it, good.

Where are the investors?

What happened?

They're gone.

-What do you mean, "gone"?
-Well...

Where did they go?

-Do we call?
-What?!

We have to call, yes.

Holy fucking shit!

Holy fucking shit!

Get the fuck out!

Take it easy.

I don't give a fuck!

I've had it up
to my fucking ass with you!

I'm going for some beers.

-Hello, good morning.
-Hello.

What do you want?

I work here.

You can't go in,
the company is closed.

-Sure, but...
-We are doing a police investigation.

But I work here.

-Do you have any form of ID?
-Sure.

What happened?

A preventive seizure on all
company assets

and bank accounts
has been requested

so you don't lose out
your salaries,

severance pay and unemployment benefits.

In any case, don't worry,

if we don't get all the money
from the company,

we still have the salary
guarantee fund...

What's the chance we won't get it?

I think you have to have trust me,
I'm being honest.

I'm sure we will win.

Have you been in the company long?

-20 years now.
-20 years.

20 years,
and they owe me 6 months.

-They haven't paid you in 6 months?
-They haven't.

That's shameful.
You'll have to sue them.

Of course.
We're talking to lawyers.

They'll pay for it..

Of course, report them.

You can't play
with people's work.

What did you work as?

IT.

Yeah? I was in IT too.

In 2008 they fired me.

So I started studying.
I couldn't stay at home,

so I got my taxi card.

And here I am,
working with my license.

Right.

And I'm doing better than
in the company I worked for.

-And do you like it?
- I do.

It's your company, your own business.

No schedule, you can do as you please.

No one bosses you around.

-That's good.
-Sure.

-That's very good.
-Sure thing.

What's the strangest thing
that's happened to you?

Many strange things...

People who fell over

or when the terrorist attack
at Atocha happened,

Taxi drivers took people to hospitals.

I wasn't working in the taxi then,
but my husband was.

We took people to hospitals,
to IFEMA.

That's admirable.

We acted as ambulances.

Really incredible.

We acted as ambulances.

And infatuated couples, like...?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, yes.

It's happened to me.

They tell you
to lend them the car.

Seriously?

"Can I borrow
your car for a while to...?"

I say: "No, the car is
for transporting people.

To cool off,
you've got the shower at home.

Or the park over there.
But the taxi's not for that".

-Yes, anything can happen.
-I see.

Especially at night.

My mother loved taxis.

-Yes? She loved taxis?
-Very much.

Really?

The poor thing couldn't
catch them often

because we had no money,
but otherwise...

she would've lived in taxis.

For her it was a luxury.

A few years back,
it was a luxury...

-Sure.
-...to get in a taxi.

It was like going to
Retiro Park on Sundays.

-That's what my mother did.
-Really?

-Yes.
-Sure.

Yes, she'd save up

to take a spin in a taxi.

And she'd arrive late to places

where she was meeting friends

so they'd see her
get out of the taxi.

She'd get all dolled up.

I'd go with her and I loved it.

-Delia.
-Hello, Lucía.

Why is Dad asleep?

It's an habit he's got now.

No habit, no, your job...

Listen, your job is to get him up.

And he can't be asleep
at this hour, do you understand?

I know, Lucía, but what do I do?

You get him up because you're...
I pay you to do this.

I get him up,
and again he's like:

"Take me to bed, I want to
go to bed. Leave me alone".

We're going to enter a circle
and it'll be much worse.

-You have to make him get up.
-Right.

Do you want me to go with you?

C'mon, I'll go with you.

A little step, yes.

You know I'm the same age
as Mom when she died?

It itches.

Delia scratches me with her nails.

Right.

The vehicle assigned to the license

can be the one already owned
Therefore, this means

the license can be acquired
with an already owned vehicle.

It's not necessary
just to get the license and the vehicle.

B. Next page.

Streets that converge on
Plaza de la Independencia.

We have Serrano, Alcalá
and Alfonso XII, we are missing one...

No, I'll give you a clue.
The French Embassy is there.

Salustiano Olozaga.

These are the four streets
of Plaza de la Independencia.

Go on. 38, D as in Delta;

39, B as in Bravo;

40, B as in Bravo;

41, C.

Draw the imaginary itinerary
up to the point of contact.

Here it is.

-Motherfucker, Lucía.
-You bet, Fátima.

How is the lawyer?
Does he look trustworthy?

I don't know.
He seems fine, but what can we do.

But it's bullshit,

they owe us tons of money
and I don't know if they'll pay.

I see.
Well, you'll keep me posted.

I have to go, I'm with the baby.
Bath and dinner... you know how it is.

-Alright, big kiss.
-Big kiss.

Love you.

Alright...

Coming.

Hello.

Hello?

You're late.

I'm... Excuse me.

-Come in.
-May I?

And...

Hello.

Hello.

And who are you?

Lucía.
Your downstairs neighbor.

Yes.

And?

And...

And...

-Should I shut the door?
-Ok, shut the door.

I heard your music before...

and I... I... I don't know...

-I loved it.
-Did it bother you?

-No.
-Ah.

Not at all. It's beautiful.

It's very moving, very beautiful.

And... who is it?

It's Pavarotti.

Oh, Pavarotti?

Performing Puccini.
"Turandot", it's called.

"Turandot".

It's... I've been at home
for a few days because...

I lost my job.

I worked in IT and I got fired.

And...

And I don't...

Well...

I love your nose.

It's great.

-And I like yours.
-Really?

We could be cousins or...

...neighbors.
We're already neighbors.

I got lost, it's that, I was...

-Listening to the music.
-Listening to the music, yes.

-And?
-And... And...

And nothing,
I got curious and said...

"Who's listening to
such beautiful music?".

-Well...
-And I see it's you.

Here I am.

It's very pretty.
And what do you do?

I'm an actor.

Oh, an actor.

Gosh.

An actor.
I've never met an actor before.

Well...

Anyway, now I've met you.
How is it?

I am an actor...

Lucía. Again. How are you?

Nice to meet you.

What's your name?

Call me... Calaf.

Calaf.

-It has no scratches or dents?
-Nothing, it's in perfect condition.

It passed this year's inspection
with the idea of selling it.

Right.

What's this?
That's the inspection sticker?

Yes, it's a pretty new car.

When it's a taxi,

-it has to pass yearly inspection.
-Sure. Sure.

And this is the trunk.

-Will you show me?
-Yes, of course.

It's spacious.

It's spacious.

-Do you like it?
-Yes.

Yes.

-Can I get the...?
-Yes, of course.

Alright...

Here, right?

Yes.

Alright...

-You can use the bus-taxi lane.
-Oh, sure.

-I can tell you're not used to it.
-It's true.

Right, hold on.

Is your father

happy about selling the car?

-Well...
-Or not?

I'm the one who's
not happy, actually.

Why?

I don't know, nostalgia,
the fear of change.

Oh, sure. It happens to all of us.
Look, I...

was fired of a big a company...

...after a long time
and I'm starting new into this.

-You're brave, really.
-My legs are shaking,

but because I feel like something
good is going to happen to me.

"No risk, no gain"?
that's what my mother said.

Hello.

Hello.

I came by your home to find you, but...

I heard voices and thought something
was going on. Are you alright?

I was rehearsing.

Oh, rehearsing.

Here?

Here. What better place, right?

And the audience, where...?

The audience?

Madrid, the whole city.

Do you want to bow with me?

The show's over.

But I don't know anything about that.

Look, you just have to
stand straight,

take a breath...

and lower your head.

Let's go.

-You don't want to?
-No.

Let's do this...
Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.
Don't open them, eh?

-No, I won't.
-All the way.

That's it.

And now...

open your arms...

and bow.

Calaf!

I'm sorry.
I've been so overwhelmed.

I know, I just got worried.

Well, don't worry.

I wanted to tell you something.

Oh, yeah?
What is it, what have you done?

This is important.

I'm shaking now. Alright...

I've fallen in love.

No, no, no. Where is it?

Ah, this one.

-Yes?
-Hello.

Hello.

Is the guy...?

Braulio?

-Braulio?
-Gone, he doesn't live here anymore.

The actor?

Yes, well, actor...

-He's gone?
-Yes, he's gone.

But he's gone...?

He left. He's gone.
He left without notice.

-Doesn't he live here anymore?
-No, he doesn't.

-Okay.
-Did you want something?

No, nothing.

-I didn't want anything.
-Okay.

Well... Thanks, eh?

You're welcome.

Television. "Central Hospital".

"Cariño"...

Don't worry, it must be
a misunderstanding. Hold on.

Your details, please?

Relax, it must be
a misunderstanding.

-Where's that...?
-Fuck, it's true.

Why was he...? How did he...?
I mean, I really...

The lights went,
the hen laid the egg...

What do you think, José?

An experiment they were
developing here...

-You know...?
-The lights went and...

Let them investigate him,

but I've got nothing to do
with this egg and...

This is the point.

Mr. Zerolo, do you
consider yourself innocent...

-... of this?
-Correct.

-You're not innocent.
-What? No...

He's innocent... Innocent!

...made some wonderful lentils.

The hairdresser's was a bargain:
they came out with recipes too.

Hello, anyone...

Where are you?

Alright...

Who wants a taxi?
Who wants a taxi?

Lady with dog.

Man with umbrella.

-Hello, good morning.
-Good morning.

11, Plaza de la Lealtad, please.

-Plaza de la Lealtad.
-Number 11.

-11.
-Yes.

Okay.

I was sick of waiting.
I couldn't take it anymore.

I was waiting quite a bit.

Okay, this is it.

Right, let's go.

You know something? You're...

...my first customer.

-Seriously?
-Yes.

Can you believe it?

The first!

-Maybe I'll bring you luck.
-Unbelievable.

It's wild, really wild,

me being here, in the taxi.

And when I saw you,

I don't know,
you looked familiar to me.

Really?

You remind me of my mother.

Is your mother alive?

No.

No, my mother's dead.

I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.
I was very young.

Is that your mother?
With you when you were little?

There she is.

-She was pretty.
-Very pretty.

And how did your mother die,

if you don't mind me asking?

It was on my birthday,

I was turning 10.

They'd prepared a fantastic party
for me, with...

a wonderful cake
my mother had made.

A beautiful day.

Anyway, everyone had left,

she stayed downstairs, cleaning
the common area of our complex,

and she was taking ages,
so I leaned out of the window

to see what she was doing.

There she was,

and I saw her hitch her skirt,
drop her panties

and start peeing
on the hydrangeas.

-Incredible.
-Quite wild, your mother.

Just then, a bird,

black, huge,

fell from the sky as if it was...

a meteorite.

And bam! It hit her head.

That's how it happened.

You're not making it up?

No.

No? Are you sure?

It happened exactly
the way I said.

What's your name?

Lucía.

Do you like opera, Lucía?

I don't understand it much, actually.

Don't turn it off,
it was beautiful.

It reminds me of someone.

Who?

Well...

he told me he was called Calaf.

-Calaf?
-Calaf.

Calaf. But that's not his name.

Calaf is the protagonist
from "Turandot",

-the male protagonist.
-Oh, sure, the opera.

-The Chinese princess one.
-Yes, from "Turandot".

He brushed his lips

against mine while
"Nessun Dorma" was playing,

the most beautiful aria
in the history of opera.

You listen to it and...
you get goosebumps.

Then he vanished from my life.

-Just like that?
-Yes, because...

two days later I went to see him
and he wasn't there.

But I know I'll see him again,

that he'll get in this taxi,
and sit where you are now.

It's written, it's going to happen.

You're very funny, Lucía.

Do you work there,
where we're going?

Yes. Yes, yes.

I'm a theater producer.

Roberta. Nice to meet you.

And you know what?

You have some interesting angles.

Yes, that's true,
I have some good angles.

These.

What shift are you
going to do, normally?

-All day?
-The day shift.

-I don't dare to do nights yet.
-Good.

...because maybe I'd need
something to defend myself, right?

-No.
-No.

You shouldn't, no.

Imagine the police stop you
and see you with something

-that's not totally legal.
-You could have a problem.

-Well, something small.
-No.

What? A knife?

Cut the crap.

-Is this your daughter?
-Yes, that's my daughter.

She's so pretty.

So pretty. How old is she?

She's two and a half now.

Let's continue.

Good. Let's take it up, okay?

Don't be shy, sing.

Okay. And we keep the larynx

always open while we sing.

Better.

Yes, very good.

Yes.

What neighborhood are you from?

We're from the south.

-From the southern zone.
-Yes.

We're going to the theater
because we do a little show.

He plays the bass,
I play the piano.

-No!
-Let's see how we do.

-That's wonderful.
-Yes.

-I love it.
-We're musicians.

What kind of music do you play?

A bit of pop,
sort of modernish.

From your voice, I imagine

your hair is...

wavy, down to your shoulders.

-I thought it was straight.
-You straight, eh?

-Oh, yeah?
-We don't agree.

See? We don't agree.

Height, about average, normal.

-Okay.
-Well, we do agree there.

And... fat or thin?

I don't know.

The concept of fat for me...

-I'd associate her more as thin.
-Thin?

-Normal, I think.
-I do.

I don't know, if she weighed...

if she measured

around average, 5' 4",
around that.

Well...

Around 60, a bit over 50 kilos.

-Well then...
-Eh?

If she says we didn't get
one of them right...

Actually I'm...

I'm really tall,...

How about that.

...really fat...

and I'm 83 years old.

-No, I don't believe it.
-With that voice?

-No, no, no.
-With that voice, I wouldn't say so.

And if you want to tell me...

This is a confession box.
Nothing leaves here.

-No, no.
-My lips are sealed.

It's not that.

Well,

sometimes there are bad days,

right?

It happens to me.
Sometimes there are bad days

and you don't bounce back easily.
But anyway,

one day follows another.
I don't know.

I was just given
the results and... I have cancer.

Well...

Well... Maybe...

Calm down. Maybe there's...

-I'm sorry.
-...a solution.

Sorry.

No?

-No.
-Well, you don't know that.

Sometimes doctors are wrong,
they make a mistake.

Or they give someone else results.
Or, I don't know, something else.

-No.
-It happens.

Sure it does.

But don't throw the towel.

You have to make
the most of time,

however short it may be.

What time is your flight?

In an hour, an hour.

Well, because... I don't know,

I'm thinking that...

maybe we could go back to the hotel...

And...

...have a few beers.

You can relax a little.

And breathe, breathe in.

Slowly.

A little birdie.

Let me.

Shut your eyes.

Are you alright?

Are you going to take longer...

with breakfast?

A little, yes.
Are you in a hurry?

I'm ready to go now.

Then go.

No...

What?

No, what?

I'll wait for you.

Amazing. What a dick.

-Listen...
-No, if you're in a hurry, go.

It's fine, I'll stay here.

I'll finish this and go.
I've got a lot to do,

a lot of work.

Look, I don't usually...

I don't usually do
what I did last night.

So, I'd like to make it clear that...

we're not going to...
see each other.

-I have a family, a wife...
-For sure.

Relax, I don't know you.

Who are you?

I don't know you.

I won't call you,
or look for you.

Don't worry.

to your wife and kids.

But,...

if you want, I'll grab
a taxi now and go.

No, I'll take you, no problem.

Are you ready? Ready to go?

Oh, my God. Anyway...

I'm ready.

You know what?
Get yourself another cab.

Hey! It's been ages!

What's going on?

-Walter, how are you?
-Lucía.

How are you?

How are you?

-Great. How are you?
-How are you?

Delia.

-Nice to meet you.
-Delia, delighted.

-How are you?
-Good.

-Good?
-Good.

-Good.
-Well...

-Terrific.
-Yes.

-Good. She bought a taxi.
-No!

Yes.

A taxi driver.

Life is full of twists and turns.

-Even more being a taxi driver.
-Yes, yes.

Fati, I can't get you.

I miss you. Maybe we can
meet for some beers.

I have to tell you.

I had a terrible relationship
with my mother, poor woman.

She was prickly and kind of ugly, but...

in the final years...

she behaved like a little girl.

She didn't recognize anyone.
I felt so sorry for her...

You've got...

I don't have a napkin.

Yes?

That's it. Yes, honey.

And...

why won't you tell me the name
of your mystery man.

Because...

Maybe you know him.

-He's an actor.
-No!

-An actor?
-Yes.

Then you do have to tell me.
Who is he?

Who is he?

Braulio Botas.

Braulio Botas, the theater actor?

Yes.

Well!

You know him?

-Of course I know him.
-No.

Yes, well...

-Not personally, but...
-But...

-don't tell him anything I said.
-No, no, I tell you...

Give me your word.

-I promise.
-Well.

I'll keep your secret.

Braulio Botas.

-Don't worry. Really.
-No, I'm not worried. I...

-But...
-We'll be there shortly, boss.

Stop fuzzing.

I've got other things to do.

The meter is running boss.

-Okay, okay.
-Is the meter going too fast?

But you've been saying 5 minutes
For a while. And then...

-If I say 5 minutes, it's 5 minutes.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

-That's it. No problem.
-That's it.

-No, no problem.
-Not a problem.

No problem at all.

-That's it then.
-Just, if you tell me 5,

-it's 5 and that's it.
-It'll be 5.

-Does the meter work by time?
-Yes, and distance.

It's regulated.

Well,

it'll be what it'll be.

Nearly there.

My God.

Jeez, this is going to ruin the car.

I just bought it.

5 minutes and it's done.

The profile of those affected
is often similar.

Low-income people who were seeking
effective and affordable treatment.

They told me it was worth
20,000 euros,

but it'd cost me only 5,400

because it was subsidized.

That was part of the scam.

They got clients with limited means

to sign for loans
with a financier

who now claims the monthly payments
without dental treatment received yet...

-You said we get our wages back.
-In a normal situation.

-In a normal situation,...
-You said it,

...not a situation of:
"We signed the payslips,

-even though we didn't get paid...".
-Why the fuck didn't you ask us?

-How was I meant to know?
-Why didn't you tell me you signed the slips?

How was I supposed to know?

I'm not a lawyer!

That is obvious.

Where's my money? My money!

-I worked!
-Ask your boss.

What a shame.

What do I do now?
I just go home.

With no money.
And that asshole...

Again.

Very good.

Very good, let's continue.

Okay, again from "l'amerai".

Give that "anche" some space.

-Wait, stop.
-Again, again. Relax.

Very good, we'll repeat it.

This "aah" needs more space,
more room.

Open your mouth.
I don't see it. Again.

Don't you water them?

Delia waters them.

No, she doesn't.

She tells me she waters them.

No, she doesn't,
because they're really dry.

Mom had a great hand with plants,

the patio looked wonderful.

Finish up,
I have to finish cleaning.

Your mother didn't know how to live.

What are you saying, Dad?

No.

Mom knew how to live better
than both of us put together.

Much better.

She didn't know how to be
Happy, didn't value what she had.

What are you saying, Dad?

Mom was a ray of light.

A ray of light, a woman...

She was a wonderful woman.

No.

What did you say?

That's why she left, she died,

because she didn't know
how to be happy.

Look,

finish the mandarin and stop it.
Finish it.

And stop talking nonsense.

-It's not nonsense.
-It is nonsense, Dad.

Nonsense!

Mom knew how to live better
than both of us, and you know it.

Why are you yelling at me?

Because you're talking shit!

Old man nonsense.

Don't yell at me,

I'm your father.

You're my father,
but your memory is a bit shaky.

It has holes.

If all the sleeves of
all the jackets are long for you,

you must have short arms.
Go on, get in.

Can't you speak nice
to me for onece?

A loose tongue is worse
than short arms, you clown.

-What did you say?
-If I were your wife,

I'd beat the shit out of you
with those short arms.

That's what I say.

What?

Are you a feminazi or what?

Shithead!

Good evening.

To Manuel Becerra.

Manuel Becerra.

Go on.

Turn the fucking music off.
Or I won't pay you.

Go.

I got lost and...

I think I'll take a detour.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Hey, wake up!

Fucking Herreros.

You will shit yourself.

Asshole.

Son of a bitch.

You're staying here, asshole.

Now I'm going to rob you.

I'm going to take everything
you've got, motherfucker.

Let's see how you get out of this.

That's it.

It's gone by.

A Chinese... princess...

Yes.

...cold as ice, who...

She...

Everyone wanted to marry her, okay?

But she didn't want to marry anyone.
So she set three riddles...

Yes.

...and the man who solved them,

will marry her.

And if not?

Oh, my friend...

What?

And if not,

they'd die...

beheaded.

Beheaded?

Yes.

Hell of a princess, eh?

And...

why do you think
that Turandot hated men?

Because...

Because you men
are kind of unbearable.

-Oh, yeah?
-Well, sometimes.

Only sometimes, right?

Only sometimes.

-Not always.
- Not always.

Well...

Not all men, just some.

And in the end
does Turandot fall in love or...?

-Turandot falls in love, yes.
-Oh, yeah?

She falls in love with Prince Calaf.

Yes.

-Calaf?
-Yes.

Forgive the question...
Have you ever found...

your Calaf in real life or...?

Are you interested?

Well, yes. I am interested.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yes.

Maybe I have found him.

Really?

Well, I'm glad.

But only maybe.

Okay, okay.

Are you a friend of Roberta?

Yes, we've known each other
for some time too.

A wonderful woman.

Yes, she's a sweetheart.

These rainy days are awful.

Yes, they really are.

You don't feel like going out, right?

-Well...
-Staying at home, right?

Nice and warm.

Between the sheets... or blankets.

I bet you don't know what I do.

Ah, no.

-You don't know?
-You're...

What am I? Let's see.

You're either a librarian...

-Librarian?
-Yes.

-I look like a librarian?
-A little, yes.

I mean, you just...

Between this rain
and being a librarian...

No, I'm a writer.
How about that.

-Ah.
-Yes.

I like it.

And what do you write?

I write novels,
but I also write...

for the press.

What was I going to say?
Listen, since...

you can't behead me...

I hope you can't behead me.

Maybe I could buy you a drink.

What?

Well...

Did you just check me out?

What?

-Maybe, yes.
-Yes?

-Why not?
-Okay.

Are you hungry?

Yes?

Yes, well...

You'll love this Chinese restaurant.

-Right.
-Good.

Anyway...

-I hope it's not crowded.
-Right.

I come around here a lot.

This...

Excuse me.

What?

I've lost my appetite right now.

Because?

-I just lost it.
-Is something wrong?

No, I don't know...
It is not going to work.

If the rose withers...

If the rose withers...

Further information now
related to the body

that turned up
in the north of the capital.

It appears we have some news.

-Good morning, Barceló.
-What's the latest?

Police sources just confirmed that
the body that appeared this morning

on the outskirts of Madrid
with signs of hypothermia

was immediately taken to hospital,

but the medical team was unable
to restore his vital signs.

These same sources say that
the body is of Miguel Herreros,

impresario and founder of Dentlux,
whose whereabouts were unknown

after allegedly having embezzled
millions from his own company.

Well, I'm going.

Thanks, Delia.

What time do you want me
to come tomorrow?

-By 10am.
-At 10am?

-Yes.
-Okay, I hope you have a good night.

-Good.
-Right, see you tomorrow.

-'Bye.
-Thanks.

Rest up.

Thanks.

'Bye.

Juanjo, I made your bed, honey.

I'm going to bed.

-Are you tired?
-No.

-Are you sleepy?
-Yes.

-Are you a bit dizzy or what?
-No, I'm fine.

Do your legs hurt?

No.

Well...

-I'll put you to bed, okay?
-You're putting him to bed already?

Yes, his legs really hurt.

They're a bit swollen.

You go to sleep better like this.

Dad.

Dad?

Dad?

Dad.

Dad, Dad!

Dad, look at me.

Dad.

Dad.

Dad. Dad!

Dad. Da...

Look at me, look at me,
look at me! Dad!

Fati...

I know you couldn't go
to the funeral.

But I'd like to see you,
to talk to you...

Call me when you can.

'Bye, honey.

Breathe, just a bit..

Almost done, hold on.

Okay, great.

-Nearly done, Lucía.
-How much is left?

-Hold on, just two more letters.
-Wait. Wait a moment, wait.

One moment, one moment.

-Good? Shall we go for it?
-Now. Go, go.

Go ahead. Breathe in.

Breathe out.

Does it hurt?

-Is this swollen?
-Yes, it will go away.

In a bit, okay.
That's why I put on the cream.

The inflammation will go down
in a few minutes

and it'll look perfect.

Hello.

How are you?

Great.

We're going to spend
the day in Toledo.

-Toledo?
-Yes.

So give me flat fee.
Plus, I have a surprise for you.

-Really?
-Yes.

Oh, my God...

Don't get wet.

-Bad luck, isn't it?
-Bad luck, yes.

What a horrible day.

Yes.

I didn't expect it at all, really.

-Did you get wet?
-A little.

-Are you alright?
-I'm alright.

Getting on.

Can you imagine Braulio Botas
on the stage?

Nothing excites me more
than these stalls

full, not a seat left.

It hasn't been the case
in this production

I have to take over this shipwreck,
to see what we can salvage.

Right.

-Will you wait for me here?
-Yes.

-You don't mind?
-Okay, I'll stay here.

Take a walk around.
I have to speak the manager.

I'll wait for you here.

And later

the age of Charles I,

Phillip II, and so on...

Interesting, isn't it?

Look, there are ducks there.

Do you see?

Yes. Yes, yes.

-How lovely.
-Look at the houses.

It's perfect.
It looks like a Tetris, doesn't it?

-And what else?
-I almost fancy deer as the main course.

Oh, okay.

Do you know
it's hunting season now?

And here they make it...

wonderfully.

It's good.

I never thought I'd like deer.

It's very tasty.

Do you think
about your father a lot?

Not as much... as I should.

I can't get my father
out of my head.

Sure.
It's very recent, isn't it?

I feel a bit guilty.

Because I think that...

I didn't take care of him well,
well enough.

Maybe I could've done more.

When one looks back,

one always thinks one could've
done things differently, but no.

That means, I don't know,

don't punish yourself for something
that can't be helped.

What do you think?

Lovely.

-Pretty, isn't it?
-Very pretty.

-And it has loads of light.
-Yes.

From there I see the sunrise,

and from the other side, sunset.

-And here's the kitchen.
-Let's see...

It's not so big, but...

-For you alone, it's plenty.
-...for me it's perfect.

-And you have it all...
-Yes.

-...lovely, really.
-It's very...

Ah, no, look here...

Here one room, another room...

You know I got a tattoo?

Where?

I had "Nessun Dorma" tattooed...

for you know who.

And has "you know who"

gotten in your taxi?

Well, no.

No, but he will. It's written.

My mother was very happy.

She was very happy, yes.

And my father said that
my mother was a coward.

That she was a cowardly woman.

Why?

My mother committed suicide.

She jumped out the window.

Lucía, good heavens.

Do you think I know how to live?

That I...

-can be happy?
-Sure,

-of course.
-Am I not a miserable person?

No, Lucía, please.
You're a wonderful person.

Sure you know how to live,
you deserve to be happy.

You deserve it.

Thanks.

...how the division of commissions
was going, what each one was getting,

and he even suggested that
he deserved

the Medal of the City of Madrid.

Good heavens,
the traffic today, right?

You're wearing like...
a bun with a fan.

-Are you laughing at me?
-No, I'm not,

I'm happy to see you.

I told you I was keen to see you.

Well...

I'm glad...

that someone's keen to see me.

Jeez, the mood you're in today.

Like the day: grey.

-It's around here, right?
-Wherever you like. You can go...

If you have a space there,
stop, okay?

Okay.

When did you make the reservation?

The day before yesterday.

-The day before yesterday?
-Yes.

And you tell me today?

What?

You knew two days ago
and you called me today.

You're not going to
get mad again?

No.

If I told you, you'd have
two days to change your mind.

And well...

Sure. And you were scared of that.

Yes, I was scared,

because I really like you,
and you know it.

What?

I really like you and you know it.
Don't act like you don't know it.

-A little more wine?
-No.

-No?
-No, no, no.

No, I have to drive.

Tell me things about the taxi.

What do you want to know?

I don't know, what people
talk about, for example.

-What they talk about?
-Yes.

To each other or with me?

It doesn't matter.
With you, to each other.

-They don't talk about anything.
-C'mon, they talk about nothing?

-Yes.
-They must talk about something.

No, they don't talk about anything.

-You have no story? Nothing?
-Nothing. No.

I thought you'd be a good novelist.

-No.
-No?

-Fiction is...
-What?

-...for those who know it, like you.
-Well, yes.

-You're a...
-Well, a little, a little.

-Yes, yes.
-A little.

Why not fiction?

No, because I prefer real life.

Sure, but fiction
is based on real life.

Sure, well...

fiction has a lot to learn
from real life.

Okay, to you,
what would real life say to fiction?

To not lie.

And what if you and I managed

to talk about something today?

-Talk?
-Yes.

But talk...?

Talk.

Are you going to be mean?

No, not mean. No, no, no.

You're going to be good.

I'm going to be very good.

-Yes?
-Yes.

-Do you promise me?
-Yes, I promise.

Your hands are cold.

-My hands are cold?
-Yes.

How's that?

-They're still cold.
-I'm still cold?

-And now?
-Very good.

Good?

Roberta's so nice, isn't she?

Yes, she really is.
She's charming, yes.

I like her a lot.

She seems super intelligent.

She is.

And attractive.

-Very.
-Yes.

Have you known her long?

You know the world
of publishing, of culture.

We're more or less... connected.

Sure, you all know each other.

Yes, in the end
it's a very small world.

She's wonderful.

-She has a really nice energy.
-Yes.

Are you going to stay here?

I mean, it's late, right?

Okay, okay, I get it.

Shall I call you one day?

We'll see, right?

Okay. We'll see.

You working?

Get in.

Hello.

To the Police Station.

Avenida de los Poblados, 52.

Have you always been a taxi driver?

No.

No, I was in IT before,
in a company that closed.

Was it Dentlux?

Yes.

Owned by that guy who
turned up dead on a vacant lot?

Yes, that one.

Is something wrong?

-Excuse me?
-You're looking at me like...

I don't know.

Did you know him?

Yes, I knew him.

A con man,

an awful person.

He'd open and shut businesses
like a refrigerator door.

A repulsive human being.

Did you work the night that...

...he turned up dead?

I don't know what night it was.

I mean, more or less,

I read something, but...

I don't know what happened. So...

I've been here in the taxi

working almost dawn to dusk.

How many people
were in the company?

I couldn't tell you exactly,
I did my thing and...

We did try to
sue them to give back

what they owe us, all of us.

On the right, please, after the...

...traffic light.

But...

-that's illegal.
-No, go ahead.

-Yes?
-Go ahead, please.

Here, perfect.

-Are you paying in cash or...?
-Card. Card, please.

Excuse me,
I was looking for Roberta.

-Roberta Santiago.
-She's gone out.

-She's gone...?
-Yes.

They usually go Varela,
right by here. On the right.

-Here on the right?
-Yes.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

Excuse me.

-Who is it?
-Hi, it's Lucía. Is Fatima in?

What are you doing here?

I came to see Fatima.

Fatima's not here.

-She's not here?
-No, nor will she be.

Where did she go?

Two months ago
I kicked her out of the house.

When I found out she was with that
fucker, your boss, fucking Herrero...

Yes, the shithead who got killed.

He deserved it.

You didn't know anything?

-No.
-Right.

While fucking, they stole a fortune.

Where is she?

-You're a liar!
-Lucía.

Happy now?
Deceiving everyone,

with that fat bastard.

-Who told you?
-Your husband.

And you know what?
I'm really glad you are now alone.

You're a fucking bitch.

-A fucking bitch.
-Lucía, please don't tell anyone.

-You're really fucked.
-Don't tell Lucía, please.

Fucking bitch!

Fucking bitch!

Fucking...!

Roberta.

Nothing, I...
I wanted to talk to you, okay?

I don't feel so good.

SOMETHING IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN

Taxi!

-Taxi!
-Taxi!

Wait, I'm the daughter
of the bird woman

and my love for others
may change the world.

What's your name?

-Calaf.
-Calaf. Calaf.

-Calaf.
-Calaf. Something is about to happen.

11, Plaza de la Lealtad, please.
I'm a theater producer.

Seriously?

I was in IT,
but now I'm a taxi driver.

IT?

Yes, but now I'm my own boss.
I do whatever the fuck I want.

-What's your name?
-Lucía, my name's Lucía.

You have a beautiful voice.

Do you want to be my friend?

-Well, I don't know.
-My mother was peeing in the garden

on my 10th birthday

and a black bird
slammed into her head.

She died the next year
due to the impact.

-Seriously?
-Yes.

The pain of her loss
was so horrible

that still today it rules
my life's algorithm.

I'm really sorry.

Can I ask you a favor?

I'm in love with an actor.

Could you help me find him?

What's his name?

Calaf.

Calaf?

Good, repeat along with me:

Something is about to happen,

something is about to happen,
something is about to happen,

something is about to happen,
something is about to happen...

Taxi!

Hi.

-To Delicias, please.
-Delicias.

Well...

I'm lucky, when I leave the theater
there are never any taxis.

-You're coming from the theater?
-Yes.

-Don't you remember me?
-Excuse me?

Don't you remember me?

I've got a terrible memory.
Do we know each other?

Oh, I remember now.
You're my neighbor.

-Yes.
-Yes.

Lucía, wasn't it?

-What a coincidence, huh?
-Yes.

-Amazing.
-Braulio.

-Oh, you know my name?
-Sure.

What play are you doing?

-You've come from the theater, right?
-It's...

...a small thing, nothing.
You may not know it.

Well, I don't know, try me.

It's a play about...

a woman who has
a very interesting life

-and, well...
-I saw it.

I saw the show.
Very nice, eh?

A beautiful show.

Very amusing,
the people laughed a lot.

-They had a ball, right? Yeah, yeah.
-Do you think so?

Yes, I loved it.
And you're really good.

Thanks a lot,
I'm... glad you like it.

Can I tell you something?

Sure.

Don't get scared, eh?

But I haven't...

stopped thinking about you
since the day I met you.

What are you laughing at?

I was...

thinking that...

-Never mind.
-What? What? Tell me, tell me.

Well, maybe...

you'd like to know how,

where a taxi driver lives,

what her home is like, right?

-Well...
-I was a bit forward.

-Well, we're grown-ups, no?
-Sure, yes.

But now? You mean now?

-Right now?
-Why not?

Why not? Sure. Sure.

There's nothing to lose

and maybe a lot to gain, right?

Yes, you only live once.

Yes.

Hey, you don't do this
with all your customers, I guess.

-No.
-Okay, okay.

-No.
-Because I've got my little heart,

I don't go with just anyone.

-You have a heart?
-Of course.

This is my home.
The taxi driver's home.

I like the taxi driver's home.

Braulio Botas.

Braulio Botas.

Wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait, I have something for you.

Help me.

Go down. Down.

Down.

Take that off.

Come on.

I want you to see something
I did for you.

Oh, yeah?

Look, look, look, look.

This is yours.

This is yours.

I love it.

I love it.

I love it.

Come.

-What's wrong?
-Wait.

What?

What?

Why did you laugh at me?

In the play.

The theater was Roberta's idea,
she's the producer...

and Santiago Cáceres', the writer.

They told me they were
going to ask your permission.

-Ask my permission?
-Yes.

No, they didn't ask my permission.

They were going to pay you
for your story.

They were going to pay me?

-Me?
-Yes. Did they?

Why me? Why my life?

Because your life is real.

That's not real.

That's not real.

Do you really think that
what you've done is real?

-I didn't do anything.
-Right.

You don't have a heart.
You have no heart.

-Do you have feelings?
-Sure I have feelings.

Do you feel this?

-Of course.
-Do you feel it?

Sure.

-And if I pinch you, do you feel it?
-Yes.

-This?
-Yes.

-And if I hit you, do you feel it?
-Of course I feel...

This?

-And if I lick you, do you feel it?
-Of course I feel it.

And if I wound you, does it hurt?
Do you bleed?

Do you feel this?!

-Roberta, you don't know...
-What's wrong, Lucía?

-It was horrible.
-What? What happened?

Go in. There, in front.
In the kitchen.

-Where's Braulio?
-There he is.

No, he's not here.

Lucía!