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Previously…

Since they're best friends
now, we can hang out, right?

- Yes.
- I just want to fuck.

Okay, sure.

- Let's go to your place.
- Yes. No. I live with my parents.

He's crazy about you.

Let's go to yours.
You said you live nearby.

Who the fuck are you? What
are you doing in my house?

- She's with me.
- This is a fucking joke.

Do you think it's normal
coming round at this time?

I want my box.

You know those
low-rise thongs turn me on.

My first fine
lingerie after giving birth.

- Are we really doing this?
- Yes.

- We will be nap-friends.
- It was too hard trying to be…

We still have time to cancel and
go have something at the bar.

No way. We are tired of
arguing about the agreement.

Don't be afraid. These people
are all bark and no bite.

Look at this office.
Pretentious, fusty.

Ugh. And they ain't got nothing
to do either, let me tell you.

I just want this
to end, and fast.

Are you sure about this?

Yes, yes, Cris and I have
talked, and everything is fine.

We want to sign it
and be over with it.

Be careful with the dictator.
She's a bastard, huh?

Just let us do the talking.
We know how to handle her.

Well…

- Wow, it's been a while.
- Yes.

I'm so glad to
see you again, Francisca.

- Yes, we were big fans of your lectures.
- You rookies make me feel so old.

Well, we have been working
for quite a few years now.

Indeed, we represent de Ferres,
the Noguera group as well...

Very interesting.
Where's the party at?

- Cris, how are you?
- Hi. Good, good.

- And you?
- Good. Good as well.

Jeesh, it's so hard to
park around here, huh?

- Yes. It's a bad time. And a bad area too.
- All bad.

These two have fucked.

No, no.
There's bad blood between them.

Those
are the best fucks.

SHARED CUSTODY

Episode 7 NEGOTIATING

Thanks.

Well, we all agree that custody
will be alternated weekly

thanks to your client,
María Cristina Soriano,

who finally listened to reason.

Now, we should see if we need special
conditions for conflicting days.

For example, for our client, the
Epiphany holiday is very important.

Darling, call him Diego,
he's your brother.

I get that newbies want
to look very professional,

but let's leave the pleasantries aside
and get to the point, colleagues.

Most people get Christmas day for
one and Epiphany for the other.

- It's always the same shit.
- Well, not for our daughter.

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus ♪

♪ Is so forgetful! He brought the
presents from last year, hey! ♪

- ♪ A punctured ball ♪
- ♪ A chewed chewing gum ♪

♪ And the Athletic
Bilbao underwear ♪

- Good! Good! Good!
- Very good!

Well done!

We would like to sell the
bar and with that money,

buy a small flat in Torrevieja.
It's Carmen's life dream.

They say the water
there is terrible.

Oh.

I'm thinking about taking over my
parents' bar now that I left my job.

They didn't fire me, okay? No, no.
I left. They were a useless lot.

It would have been
better if they had fired you,

that way you would get
a severance package.

I got it.

I mean, I forced them to
fire me. I wanted to leave.

- Sure.
- Sure.

And would you be able to buy
the bar with that severance?

No. The severance money will be
to refurbish the bar, you know?

I will pay my parents in installments.
It's not like they needed the money.

Cris, what are you doing?
Come on, come here, come on.

I'm going, wait a moment.

- Are you ready?
- Yes, yes, honey.

Let's get to it.

Kids, are you ready?

Yes!

Look who is here. Look.

- Ho, ho, ho!
- Santa!

- Santa!
- Santa!

- Ho, ho, ho, ho!
- Santa Claus!

Alberto?

What is this?

- Santa!
- Santa.

- It's fine, honey, it's fine.
- But, Diego?

- What kind of screw-up is that?
- Ho, ho, ho, ho!

- It's fine.
- Unbelievable.

I told you my mom was
going to dress as Santa.

No, Cris, you didn't.

For crying out loud. I told
you. You didn't tell me.

No, excuse me, I actually told
you, but you never listen to me.

Yeah, no, the issue
is that you do

whatever you feel like
without consulting me.

No, excuse me, but you are the one
doing your own thing. It's you.

Mom, why are there two Santas?

We told her Santa
is from Finland,

he doesn't come this far, and
that's why people dress up as him.

Cris, you know how
important this day is for me.

It's my birthday, and the only holiday
when all my family gets together.

Yes, all our uncles from
Pamplona come as well.

And the cousins from Mallorca.

Fine, she can spend
the Epiphany with you.

But I would like some time
with her to give her presents.

- Yes, yes, yes, sure, of course.
- Great, great, perfect.

That's the right attitude.

If we keep going like this,
it will be a piece of cake.

Look, we stopped
taking family cases

and focused on corporate ones
because of all the drama, all right?

Oh, yeah. There was a couple
who argued a whole day

about whether their kid could
do the first communion or not.

For us, that's not an issue.
Cloe is not even baptized.

- She is, isn't she?
- No.

I had the feeling she was.

- You got confused, Mario, quite confused.
- Yeah, I guess it's that.

- What's going on?
- No.

Can someone tell me
what is happening here?

Nothing, there's nothing
happening, Cris, no…

It's… a silly thing, don't…

Do you therefore wish
for the child to be baptized

in the faith of the Church

- we have just professed?
- Yes, I do.

I now baptize you in the name

and of the Son, and
of the Holy Spirit,

with the name…

- Cloe.
- María Cloe.

I baptize you, María Cloe,

for you are now a new creation
and have been clothed with Christ.

- I know you are mad at me.
- No, Diego,

you have no fucking clue
how mad I am right now.

- How could you let her do that?
- No, she did it behind my back.

By the time I found out,
she was already baptized.

- I couldn't do anything either.
- You should have told me.

Hiding it from me is even worse
than what your mother did.

Well, I'm sorry. I only
wanted to save you the upset.

Excuse me, for who? For who? For
me? For your mother? For yourself?

You know what the problem
is? That you are a coward.

- Okay, next point?
- What next point?

Next point. We're going
back to the previous one.

I'm not so sure about
the Epiphany anymore.

No, Cris, Cris, Cris, please, don't
let my mother affect this, please.

I'm letting your
mother affect this?

She baptized my daughter
without my consent.

Okay, okay, but
don't you see that,

if we don't come to an
agreement because of this,

then you would be letting
her affect our lives again?

Again, again, again.

Very good, kid, what a
way to turn the tables.

- You know what I say to that?
- Should we take a break

so we can all take a breath, mm?

Yes. Let's take
a breather, because…

I need air,
honestly, I mean, no…

"Kombucha," what is this shit?
Does it have alcohol in it?

It's fermented tea.

Lawyer offices are not
what they used to be.

Don't you have anything fun?

- I know where there's some.
- Wait, I'm coming with you.

I always thought your
father was the asshole,

but your mother doesn't
fall short, huh?

Some more fun.

Don't be shy. Go for it.

You look familiar. Do
you go to Johnny Maracas?

No, no. I was your student.

- With your siblings?
- Mm.

How is it that I
don't remember you?

Well, I didn't go to class
too much, to be honest.

Actually, your subject is the
only one I need to complete

- so that I can finish my degree.
- You should have said so.

Enroll back and I
will gift it to you.

- Thanks, but I don't want to be a lawyer.
- You wouldn't be bad at all.

I saw you arguing in your favor
and you're pretty good at it.

Yeah, but…

I don't want to
be like my father.

Being a lawyer doesn't mean being
like your father, or like me.

I'm also an asshole.

Cris, no one knows better than
us how annoying our mother is,

but Diego is right.
Don't let her spoil this.

How is it going? Don't
give anything to that scoundrel

Your brother is too good

Take advantage. You have the reins
now. Press him for whatever you want.

You have no idea the
mess Mario just made

To lighten things up a bit,
let's address an easier point,

extracurriculars.

Cristina wants to take the girl to
English class, robotics, and music.

- Diego, to none. What shall we do?
- What I said, obviously.

Cris, what kids need
is time to play.

Come on. Your real concern
is that you can't pay for it.

My concern is that I have my
daughter two weeks per month.

I want to spend as much
time as possible with her,

not leave her with
someone else, like you do.

I want my daughter
to be well-educated.

So, in the future, she can afford
extracurricular for her children.

Come on. I know that right now you two
just want to rip each other's heads off.

But you were a team
at some point, right?

I would assume you know
how to solve issues.

- We did it wrong.
- Diego, I'm an engineer,

I think I can follow directions
to put a sofa together.

- What about this screw?
- It must have been a mistake.

Or maybe it's a spare, in case
you lose one, I don't know.

No way, Cris. Swedes
don't get things wrong.

This is gonna end up
breaking, you'll see.

I build bridges that don't fall. I
think you can trust me on this. Look.

Hey.

It doesn't break! Wow! See? Huh?

You need to give it a proper
try, Cris. Like this, like if…

Wow!

Come here, honey. You are so stubborn.
Do you want us to give it a proper try?

Come on, let's rock it properly…

…and see if it breaks or not.

Be careful. Careful…

Take that off.

♪ Don't stop pushin' ♪

♪ Let the fire inside of
me just keep on burnin' ♪

You know what I like most about
fucking you while you're pregnant?

- What?
- That we can do it without a condom.

Oh, yeah, I love that.

♪ Keep on dreamin' ♪

Hey.

- What?
- Be careful, don't stain the sofa, huh?

Don't worry, I got this.

What used to work
before doesn't work now.

We can pay for the
extracurricular if you want.

No way.

I think you should take one on the
chin, after the baptism fiasco.

- You spilled it!
- Shut up!

Look.

You'll have more vested interest
in the next battle. Be pragmatic.

Okay, sign her up for
whatever you want.

- Good. Good.
- Okay. Okay, perfect, okay.

We only have one point
left, the hardest one.

The mid-week.

- Our client...
- Diego.

Diego…

Diego believes that
Cloe is still too young

to spend a whole week without
seeing one of her parents.

That's why we propose that
the week he doesn't have Cloe,

he can see her one afternoon.
Cris will surely agree with this.

Cristina agreed with that.

It was Diego who insisted
on alternating weekly

because less time
seemed confusing to him.

Because changing every
two days is confusing.

It's not the same as,
spending one afternoon

with my daughter the
week I don't have her.

Look, Diego, I set up all my travel
for the week I don't have Cloe.

I won't be able to change
plans and enjoy that afternoon.

On top of that, you will take
another afternoon from me.

Stop hogging Cloe, like you always
do. You're not her only parent.

Me? Hogging Cloe?

- Take that!
- The "Jácar" is rising.

No… No!

- So, dangerous! I'm innocent. No!
- Mom is finally home!

- Mom! We made up a new game!
- Oh, really?

Whoever pushes the other
out of the bed wins!

- Okay, okay! No!
- That's good.

- Well, here comes the She-Hulk!
- No, no, no! You can't, huh? You can't.

- You can't.
- What happened?

No one can start fighting
without making the salute first.

- What salute?
- The warriors' salute.

Oh, let's see.

- She-Hulk is ready to fight!
- That was bad.

- Well, it doesn't matter.
- It does, we've been practicing all week.

But you weren't here,
so… Show her, show her.

- Mom, it's really easy.
- Let's see. Come on.

Now, you did it
right. Right, Daddy?

Now, it's time. Get ready
for She-Hulk's fury!

Come on, bedtime.

- What? Why?
- Because it's really late.

- Well.
- Come on, give Mommy a kiss.

Come on, a kiss.

- Bye, honey.
- A kiss for Mommy.

- Bye.
- Gee, Daddy.

Well, honey, She-Hulk
should've been here two hours ago

and you should've been
in bed a while ago.

Good night. Good night.

No, no, I'm not giving in.

I just gave in about the extracurricular,
but I won't back down here.

Let's see, both options
are valid. In these cases,

we need to evaluate the benefits
and losses of each side.

Losses, benefits, losses.

We are talking
about families here,

not company finances. We
must think about the girl.

Don't push it, you
also have things to hide

Are you threatening me?

Me? Uh, no?

- I think you misunderstood.
- What did I miss?

I can't believe how low all
of you in this family have stooped.

But look, since we're at it,
airing out the dirty laundry,

I'll say it myself, okay? And
that way, we all get tainted.

Thanks.

Cristina!

- Hi! What a coincidence!
- Jimena!

- What are you doing here?
- Not much,

I'm just following your advice
and trying your gynecologist.

- Okay!
- Yes. My mother's is a bit weird.

All good?

COPPER IUD

- Yes, all good.
- Wait.

I thought you were
trying for the second.

You used an IUD
without telling me?

I don't know, I hope you were using
it the other day. You did, right?

Because the last thing I would want
now is having another kid with you.

- We finally agree on something!
- I knew they had fucked.

Great! Just the one we were
missing. Now, we're all here.

- Mom, what are you doing here?
- I came to defend you.

Enough of this bullshit.

It seems kids can't
be baptized now.

What's the issue?

The issue is that I don't
know why you thought

that you could make
a decision like that.

- Diego agreed.
- No, no, no, that's not true.

Darling, you don't need to lie,
you're not with her anymore.

- I'm so excited, María Cloe.
- Cloe, Mom. She's Cloe.

I tried to stop it many times.

But you know her, she would do it
anyway, so, better to be there, right?

Fuck it, everyone was there.
Everyone but the mother!

- No, I… I wasn't there, Cris.
- I want you to excommunicate her.

It's not called excommunication,
it's called apostasy.

I don't care

what you call it. Take her out
of the Church. Fuck this shit.

Shitty family.

Thanks to us the girl
won't be going to hell.

Are you coming back?

Are you coming back?

Did your mom leave???

She's about to leave

Come back and let's
finally sign this

Put whatever you
want in the agreement

I don't care

Of course you don't care

You all will do
whatever you want anyway

You're going to wipe your
asses with the agreement

Excuse me, but you're in no
position to act so high-and-mighty

- You look familiar.
- Of course.

I have been fucking your
husband for 30 years.

In the courts, darling.

All of you are toxic

You leave me no other option

I'm taking this to COURT!!!

To court?

Pour me a small glass too.

- Where're you going? Where?
- I'm grabbing my stuff and leaving.

- No, Cris, we should talk this out now.
- There's nothing to talk about.

I'll ask the judge to ban
your mother from seeing Cloe.

Well, I really doubt a judge will
stop her from seeing her grandma.

We'll see. What you did
is probably a crime.

And what you did? Using
an IUD without telling me?

What's the matter, Cris?

You were worried you wouldn't
be able to work 27 hours per day

- if we had another child?
- It was not because of work.

- Then why?
- Because I wasn't sure about us.

Fuck, why didn't you tell me so?

You never tell me
anything, anything at all.

You have done nothing to stop
our family from breaking.

Don't go there,
Diego. Don't do it.

Don't you dare blame me
for what's happening.

Uh.
All right. Uh.

Who suggested that we
go to couple's therapy?

I did. Who stopped going
after three sessions?

- You.
- 'Cause it was all

a drawn-out monologue by
you. Or don't you remember?

No, thanks, I don't need to pay
100 euros to hear the same bullshit

- you give me at home.
- Well, Cris...

Not even the shrink could
get a word in edgewise.

No, I did let her talk, but at the
start, it's supposed to be like that,

to tell her your version of the
situation. Your version, your thing,

your… your… your stuff.
Huh?

Don't you think that would've been
a good time to mention the IUD? Huh?

Because you couldn't get yourself
to leave me, I don't know.

I used the IUD because I didn't know how
to tell you that I didn't want more kids.

And you were so fucking insistent
that we should get another one.

- "Another one. Another one." Right.
- No, no, you know what your issue is?

When people don't say what you
want to hear, you don't listen.

- I do listen, Cris. Yes, I do.
- No, come on,

you didn't even
listen to the shrink!

Excuse me, I do listen to Pepa,
huh? I'm still seeing her.

- I carried on going, unlike others, yeah.
- Oh, you did? Right.

- And she helped me realize many things.
- Oh, really? What did you realize?

Well, I realized that… that
you never apologize, Cris.

You never apologize because that
would be admitting your mistakes.

You never say thanks. When
do you ever say thanks?

Never, because that would be
admitting that other people are right.

- And well, opening up to others, that's…
- What?

- …that's scary, right? Being vulnerable.
- I mean, wait a second.

Does any part of the therapy

- involve talking about you?
- Of course.

Or was it just about
bad-mouthing me?

'Cause it sure sounds
like you have no flaws.

- Of course I do, Cris. Well…
- Yes? Let's see, what do you do wrong?

- I… You see, for example…
- What do you do wrong?

…I put the needs of
others before my own.

Yes, and I lie, that's true, I said
it. I lie to avoid hurting others.

And I have a sense of
justice so damn overdeveloped

that it gives me a lot of
trouble, and you know it.

Oh, watch out! We
have a superhero here!

I mean, your flaw is
being too good, got it.

You know what? Maybe that's
my flaw, being too good.

That's why everyone takes advantage
of me. Everyone takes advantage of me.

Poor Diego. Poor thing.

You know what I realized
in therapy as well?

- What?
- That I wasn't happy with you, Cris.

Would you look at that,
something we agree on.

- I wasn't happy with you either.
- I know, I know.

It's unbearable to live with you. I
mean, you wouldn't let me breathe.

You suffocated me,

always telling me how to do
things, always judging me.

Yes, I felt like I was
under constant examination.

Cris, what are
you talking about?

You're the one asking
too much of yourself.

- You alone, you.
- Yeah, sure. Of course.

Jesus, you need to be
the best at everything.

The best student, the best
engineer, the best, the best…

Except the best mother.

Finally, huh? You finally said it.

You've been thinking
it for five years

and you finally dare to
say, "I'm a bad mother."

No, that's not exactly
what I said, Cris.

But it's what you think.

Yes, a bit.

Do you realize how much
you missed of Cloe? Do you?

I mean, do you know how hard it is
for someone like me to get where I am?

For what?

What the fuck do you have
to prove? To who? To who?

Diego, my parents worked themselves
to death for me to have a degree

and two masters. Okay? Not all
of us are born rich like you.

Do you think I don't think
I'm a bad mother too?

You know how hard it is for me?

You can't even imagine how guilty I feel
for not giving more of my time to Cloe,

and for missing out
on so many moments.

There was no need for you
to constantly remind me.

I would have liked some support,
but you just made it harder,

- Diego, always.
- Harder, Cris? Really, harder?

I couldn't have made it
any easier for you, dammit.

I took care of everything,
Cris. Everything.

I don't know, should I applaud you
for never being at home or what?

No, no need for applause, Diego.

Just for you to not make me feel
like I didn't belong when I got home

- would have been enough.
- What are you talking about? What?

What am I talking about? Admit it, Diego.
You know exactly what I'm talking about.

Admit it. You liked to leave
me out when I arrived home,

it was your way of punishing
me. That's what you used to do.

Cris, if you could only admit
that you are a workaholic, dammit.

Because you are addicted
to work, aren't you?

Oh, man. It's so easy for you who
never needed to worry about money.

- Yes. No, no, I mean, it's…
- Okay, carry on. Let's go.

Come on, carry on. Right.

When your parents didn't
take care of you, I did.

You know what?

I wish you took care of me a bit less
and actually cared for me a bit more.

You believe that you are
the only one who cares.

Or actually, that your way
of caring is the only way.

Well, Cris, if I don't feel loved, maybe
your way of loving is not that good.

Excuse me, but you need to
be loved the way you want.

And you ask for too much,
Diego, way too much.

- Well, because I also give too much.
- But I didn't ask for it, Diego.

I don't need someone to
constantly pay attention to me!

Well, I do. Dammit, I
do. What's the issue?!

- Because you're spoiled.
- Spoiled?

Cris, you don't know how lucky you
are for having a family like yours.

Who loves you, who cares
for you, who is there.

I'm not only losing you, Cris.

I also lose your parents, who
treated me like their son, dammit.

And I won't have them.

They will always
love you, Diego.

And your nephews. You will
always be Uncle Diego.

You know
it's not the same.

Dammit, I only wanted to have
a family like… like yours.

For Cloe, that's why I don't
want to be like my father.

Because in the end, you're
the one who is like him.

Fuck, man, I mean…

You've been so obsessed with
not becoming your father

that you didn't realize
you became your mother,

- which is much worse. Much worse.
- Again with my mother, Cris.

You are obsessed with my mother,
dammit! My mother, my mother!

Don't you see that my mother is a
poor woman that no one listens to?

She doesn't know anything. Her
husband avoids her, her children,

they just ignore her because
they can't stand her.

And getting involved in everything
might be her way of asking

for someone to love her.

Like you, Diego. Like you.

- Go fuck yourself, Cristina.
- You go fuck yourself!

If we go to court, I will
ask for sole custody of Cloe.

I doubt they will give
custody to a slacker like you.