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You've been in there for 20 minutes!

Get out first. Come on!

Fuck, it's hot!

What?

- What? - What?

You're looking at me. Is there something wrong?

Many things.

Many? Oh, okay.

- So? - What?

- Three or four? - Let's say four.

Do we count your funny friend?

No. Well, yes. But don't call him that.

Isn't he funny?

He's funny and awesome, but that's not his name.

- Excuse me. - It's okay.

- We're taking him with us. - Yes.

- You know what? - What?

- You're a bombshell. - I know.

- A super bombshell. - I know... Ouch, sorry!

Listen... If you don't know where to sleep...

you can come back to my place.

We'll see. Give me a minute,

or you can't live without me?

Are you kissing me, or should we not be seen?

Óscar? Are you there?

Yes, I can see your shoes.

It's not fair that you're sulking.

Get out! We're going down together.

Did you understand what I told you?

- Let me through. - Did you understand?

Yes. Let me through.

You're always angry, man.

You think I'm unfair and I'm not.

- Stop with the Argentine accent. - I'll stop.

Want something quick?

Ecstasy? Amphetamines?

- Nothing? - No!

OK. Never mind.

But you're coming with me to Jazz.

With your funny friend?

Don't piss me off.

- You don't care. - No, I do.

I said to myself: “Vero, don't call him...”

You shouldn't have called me.

Why did I call you?

I was bummed about spending New Year's without you.

- Do you hear what you're saying? - Stop...

Are you listening to me?

It's been seven months already.

Do we always have to suffer, do we always have to argue?

I won't be your friend.

Óscar. ..

What's your name?

- Your ticket. - I gave it to you.

- Give it to me. - I did.

Seriously.

Go see your friends. I'll handle it.

- There's work to be done... - Go on, I'm telling you.

My colleague will take care of you.

What are you talking about?

About Manu.

- Manu? Which Manu? - My boss.

Ah, at work.

- What happened? - He called me...

She's been promoted to senior.

You got a promotion. Great. Congratulations!

Thanks!

- Was that your news? - Yes!

She's great.

I'm going to work like a dog.

But you'll earn good money.

At 30, can you believe it?

I guess so.

See you later?

- Can you hold this for me? - Sure, give it to me.

Ridiculous!

Hi!

We were waiting for you.

- It's always the same. - With the cash...

- What about the others? - They backed out.

But you're coming!

- So, Luis? - I can't.

I'll be in Valencia until Epiphany.

- I'll replace you. - It's his turn.

- Here, the keys.

- And? - Cash register problem.

- Again? - Yes.

They owe you hours. It's his job to replace me.

What's the story?

- I'll swap the 5th. - What's on the 5th?

The concert.

Oh, right. I don't work on that day.

- Cover for me. - No.

He's the one who's going to do it.

- Have you seen my friends? - At the back.

Order me a beer.

I'll bring it to you.

Happy birthday...

I'm going to kill you.

- You're old! - Shut up!

Yes! A huge suitcase! That's what I needed.

As big as a person

that goes everywhere with you so you don't feel alone.

Do you like it? We chose the red one over the black one.

- Special, just like you. - It's very beautiful.

Are you leaving?

The taxi is waiting.

You're coming, right? Don't be too late.

- Ana. - Yes?

Do you like the color?

I love the color, the suitcase.

Thank you very much, girls!

You're welcome.

Girls, I'm going to go now.

- Where? - To a party.

Are you leaving?

Yes, sorry. My colleagues are having a party at Clara's place.

They invited me.

You can come if you want.

Would you like to?

Yes. Right?

What's the atmosphere like?

My coworkers, they're nice. It'll be fine.

Is it close to here?

Towards Legazpi.

I'm a little tired.

Shall we finish our beer and then decide?

I feel bad keeping them waiting.

But...

Finish your beer,

I'll send you the address and you'll see.

Otherwise, on the 5th,

there's an awesome concert and I'm free.

We can meet up there.

Your performance wasn't commercial. It was awesome.

- That was awesome, huh? - Yeah...

Smile a little, damn it.

See? The best of my life.

Or maybe not. But I really enjoyed it.

- Thank you. - What now?

Guys, I'm leaving.

- You're right. - No, don't go!

Yes, I'm going. What are you going to do?

- I'm coming with you. - No, he's staying.

- He can't be alone. - But...

- Nothing will happen to him. - We can't leave him alone.

Come to our place, we'll make room for you in the bed.

He's getting upset. I'm going to stay a while.

- What a pain in the ass! - Look at him.

Happy New Year.

Get some rest.

A kiss...

Pour a gin and tonic for the sad guy at the bar.

Which gin?

Whatever you want, he doesn't care.

Right?

Yes, yes.

Happy New Year.

- You're having trouble taking off! - Hold this, I'll carry the ice cubes.

Just a moment.

- She's not answering. - Did you try Adri?

- Hi. Are you going to Clara's? - Yes.

We're friends of Liosh, the DJ at the Artic.

Can we come up?

Adri, I don't have the address.

12 Antracita Street.

Sorry.

- Okay. - Sorry.

Thank you. My name is Guille.

- Jorge. - Óscar.

Yes, see you later.

My name is Ana.

- Óscar. - Hi.

- Are you feeling better? - I'll be fine.

- So, where are we going? - 12 Antracita Street.

Let's go.

Too cool. I couldn't see myself going home.

Thanks, man! For the cab, the party, everything.

No problem. We're cool.

- Do you work at Artic? - Yes.

I saw you at the bar. So, how was the party?

- Fine. - It's tough.

- Yeah... - It sucked.

But it's over. Let's enjoy ourselves now.

It's going to be a crazy party.

Are you starting your shift?

No, you're the last ones.

Then I'm going home to eat my grapes.

- You haven't done it? - I do it twice.

Once with friends and once with my wife.

You double your chances.

Exactly.

- Every year? - Always.

My wife...

Would you like some?

It doesn't bother me, I'm a night person.

And wake her up with grapes...

- Are you going to wake her up? - Of course.

- Look ahead, smarty pants. - I'll give you some later.

Can you turn it up?

It's New Year's Eve.

- Your name is... - Perico.

Perico! Come on, Perico!

How does it start again?

- Is it the last one? - Sixth, door 2.

Hey, miss, haven't you forgotten something?

Damn, my suitcase!

Thank you.

Happy New Year.

Hey! Shall we go?

- What's that? - It's a long story.

Happy New Year, man!

Hey, guys! How's it going?

Happy New Year!

- How are you? - Great.

- Hi! - Some friends, Guille and Oscar.

Welcome. Leave your things over there.

What about the suitcase? It's a gift.

- Wherever you want. Put it here. - OK.

It's beautiful!

- At home. - Of course.

And the vodka?

- It's there. - Where?

Is everything okay with Luis?

With Luis? Why?

- Aren't you two together? - No.

- Are you okay? - Fine.

- Is there any gin around here? - There.

Everything's fine... with Luis.

- This is Oscar. - Hi.

- Eva. - Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Are you one of the squatters?

Goodbye... I don't know how we ended up here.

- Crazy apartment, huh? - Who lives here?

It was Clara's grandparents.

- Did they move? - No.

- Did they die? - A week ago.

I'll take that.

The old man croaked, but he left behind a fucking apartment.

Are you doing anything for your birthday?

Well... yes. 30 years old, gotta mark the occasion.

But I don't have any ideas yet.

Sorry. Is it your birthday?

- When? - Today.

- January 1st. - Today?

I was the first baby of the year, the one who appears on the news...

- In 1986. - No?

I swear. I have the VHS tape.

I believe you. You're talking to the youngest person born in 1985.

- That's not true! - We're only a few minutes apart.

That's crazy!

- Want to see my papers? - Show me.

- One of the last ones, anyway.

December 31st. Damn, that's incredible!

Mind-blowing.

Pretty mind-blowing, yeah.

- Happy birthday! - Same to you.

To both of you.

Come on.

Wait.

Let me get a good look at you.

- OK, next. - Shall I go?

Be natural!

- I am natural. - You overdid it.

Spontaneous reaction.

A shot of water.

Okay, so...

Shh, that's not fair.

I don't want any hints. It's my turn to guess.

Clara.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

It was water, honey.

It was me!

But we're going to die, you know?

Go ahead!

It's okay. I miss him, but that's how it is.

And work is great. I'm really happy.

It's hard, a class of 20 kids.

Like World War II. It's crazy.

You handled the drunks at the Artic, you can handle 20 kids.

Yeah, that was tough!

How would you rate 2015?

Let's say... a good grade.

- Very good. - An 8.

An 8 last year?

I'm glad. It was about time.

I'm sick of struggling.

- It's okay now. - Yes.

Cool.

- What grade would you give 2015? - For the whole year?

- Not easy. - Think about it.

Guys!

Think about a score, it'll be your turn, OK?

- I'll give it... - How much?

- 6. - Six?

Only? Don't be ridiculous. You've had a great year!

- Not that great. - At least 7,5!

- It was great... - I'm speaking for myself!

- I'll give it a 6. - That's a bit neutral.

6 is above average.

Jorge, what do you think?

If he puts 6, I'll put 5. Just to put something.

Careful, it's the moment of truth!

One, two, and...

Damn!

Saved!

That was really nice. Six weeks in a tent...

But Luis, you weren't there!

He was there...

I was there.

There was a huge racket at the meetings.

- Everyone was talking. - I didn't say anything.

- And now he's a congressman. - They're just like everyone else.

Yes, but he knew what was going to happen. The others didn't.

We can go to hell. But we don't give a damn about them.

It's still the same people who won.

But it's more open, there are new people in Congress.

Starting tomorrow, it's over. I have to be on my toes.

- Isn't it for February? - Yes, for the 2nd.

But he could be born before then. Even today.

No, it won't be today.

Yes, they told us that at 7 months...

You get ready, etc. Explain it to him.

A tortilla for anyone who wants one.

- It's delicious. - Great. Thanks.

- Don't you want any? - Maybe later.

Of course. I understand.

- I feel the same way. - What?

When I'm sad, I'm not hungry.

I'm not sad!

Come here! It's because of my eyes.

- My eyes... - Yes, they are.

That's the second time you've said that to me.

Experiencing it together, seeing its little head come out...

- That must hurt. - I want to be there.

Ah, thank you, man.

- For what? - What you told me.

- What? - That I'll be a great dad.

You're not bad at that.

Look.

There's not a soul around.

It's chilly.

It's fine in the sun.

Are you having a good time?

- And you? - Yes.

You didn't give your rating for 2015.

- That's true. - Give your rating.

It's been a year...

a bit...

neutral.

A 6.

- We need to improve this year. - I agree.

So that it gets a better grade.

Do you have a wish for your 30th birthday?

A goal?

- To go and live in Vancouver. - Wow, that's something!

Is that why you have a suitcase?

Can I have a drag?

It's tobacco.

Okay.

And why Vancouver?

It has everything there. It's interesting.

Waterfalls, beaches, forests...

And they grant one-year visas. I have one.

- Well done. - Thank you.

- Do you have a job there? - No.

But I'm not worried.

It's easy to find a little job.

And after two months, if you stick with it, you can find a real job.

Like what?

It depends on what you're looking for. I don't know...

Forest ranger?

For example.

- Mounted police. - Also.

No, seriously. What would you like?

I don't know. I used to work for a newspaper.

- Are you a journalist? - That's my training.

But I was selling advertising space

for brands... I was very good at it.

- And? - We were bought out.

And maybe someone else was a little bit better than me.

Sorry.

Not me. I hated it. They were jerks.

- What do you do? - I'm an internist.

Wow!

That means you treat a bit of everything, right?

- Yes, we do a bit of everything. - That's great.

- You like it. - Very much.

- You're lucky. - Lucky?

Yes, to know clearly where you're going.

But I work in the ER with a crappy contract.

- You guys get paid really well. - No, I did the math.

I earn less than 10 euros an hour.

- Seriously? - Even for on-call duty.

Fixed-term contract renewed every 3 months. You can always quit.

- Ana... - Are you leaving?

- Oh! - Happy New Year.

Take care!

What?

Nothing... nothing.

- Tell me. - No, nothing.

Just that the party's over.

Yes.

How about we go?

Okay.

Okay?

Where... at my place?

- At your place? Each to their own home? - No...

- Sorry. - Don't worry about it.

- I was talking about going to Valencia. - Now?

Before Luis leaves.

Listen to my plan.

- Lunch?

A divine restaurant, Casa Amparo.

Their rice is to die for and Amparo is a sweetheart.

But we have to decide quickly, Luis is going by car.

- Shall we go? - Okay.

- Okay? - Let's go.

- Are you sure? - We're going to have lunch in Valencia.

- Okay. - What?

- I'm coming. - Listen...

- Let's go. - You're not in any condition.

Yes, let's go, I want to.

Let's go.

What about Ali?

Ali, I'll call him.

Guille, nice to meet you.

Ana!

- I'm leaving. - Just a second!

- He wants to come, but... - I'll sleep in the car.

- Bye, beautiful. - See you later.

Stay there.

Get some rest. I'll call you tomorrow.

- Don't worry. - I'll take care of it. Bye!

She's here.

- Is that her? - Yes, Tere.

- Is she nice? - Very nice.

- Shall we hurry up? - She's been waiting for a while.

- They're coming with us.

Oh, look at you!

Happy New Year, my dear!

This is Óscar, a friend of mine.

Happy New Year.

Is that it, your five minutes?

It's my fault.

- Can we tag along? - Yes. Pass the suitcase.

- They're coming to Valencia. - I read your message.

- You didn't reply. - What?

- That you had read it, that it was OK.

- We'll share the gas. - Deal.

Did you have a good time?

What now? I don't know the way.

So... straight ahead and then left.

Turn on the GPS.

- I know the way. - But turn on the GPS.

I'll turn on the GPS.

- You're going to sleep, I know you. - No.

We're not going to sleep. Let's make a pact.

I'm not going to sleep. No.

We won't sleep, Tere. Don't worry.

How's the contest prep going?

It depends on the day.

Óscar is a doctor. Oh, really?

- So? - Isn't that true?

Is she sick?

- Can I help? - You know all about cramming.

- Oh yes. Hang in there. - Thank you.

- What exam? - Civil service.

It's nothing like that. It's not rocket science.

What do you mean, it's not rocket science? You're struggling with it.

She knows all the articles of the Constitution.

- Oh yeah? - We'll see.

Turn left at the intersection.

Do you have family in Valencia?

No, not even that.

Luis told me he was going to Valencia

and this morning, we felt like going there.

- It was... - Sudden.

- A little... - Improvised.

Spontaneous.

- Cool. - What?

- Do you remember? - What?

- Dallas.

The Dallas is, or was, an inn in Burgos.

Your Valencia.

Straight ahead.

We'll see.

How was last night?

- Fine. - Fine. I'm a little tired.

You guys worked hard.

It was fast-paced at first.

- But good. - New Year's Eve... .

We're exhausted but happy.

Not that tired, considering the overtime.

- Come on, honey! - What?

- It's New Year's Day. - So?

- Let's start the year off right. - Are you saying that for me?

- We missed it! - Damn!

- It was the other one. Never mind. - It's no big deal.

Yes, it matters! I've been driving for three hours!

- I can drive. - Me too.

Thanks, I'll be fine.

Are you mad at me for going out?

No, it's fine.

- So what? - So nothing! Damn it!

It's fine.

It doesn't look like it.

Keep going straight.

Just in case. ..

- Ana. - Yes?

- Is Eva nice? - Eva?

- Seriously? - Do you work together?

- Yes. - Is she nice?

- Yes. - Stop it!

You're all good friends, right? That's normal.

That's ridiculous, you know?

- She texts you when it snows? - You read my texts!

She tells him: “Look at the snow outside.”

- You're going a little fast. - Yes.

Was she at the party?

Watch the road.

- The road. - Was she there?

Brake!

Watch out!

Watch out.

Shit.

They must have kissed.

They were together that night.

Maybe it was more than a kiss, but...

- I understand, Tere. - But it doesn't mean anything.

If it's every time they see each other. ..

No. Luis and Tere love each other.

That's how they work. It suits them.

Great. We almost died.

- You're exaggerating! - Oh yeah?

- You freaked out. - Shit. It was...

- Like... - Dangerous.

Like... “Please slow down!”

I didn't scream.

A little. I have a pebble in my shoe.

Because of the accident.

The semi-accident.

No, listen. Luis is an easy guy to read.

He doesn't fool you, you can see it coming.

Okay, he's provocative, he likes to please...

He's... Thanks for the suitcase.

He's... a guy...

...who's curious.

- Curious? - Yes.

I love that adjective. Are you on his side?

On nobody's side. There are no teams.

I'm for no one.

But Tere is a bit rigid.

- You don't say. - Stiff.

A super monogamous girl.

A homebody, not a party girl... Calm behind the wheel.

Everyone is who they are. They chose each other.

They should break up because things aren't working out?

No, but we have a certain responsibility in a relationship.

It's beautiful, too.

Yes, I completely agree.

But...

isn't it beautiful to accept the other person

even if they're different, even if they don't think like you?

Luis also makes concessions to Tere.

And Tere, sorry to say,

she knew from the start what he was like.

- But... - They're working it out.

- The texts. - What?

Eva's messages.

Tere told us: “Look at the snow outside.”

It means: “I wish you were here.”

They write to each other all the time. It's a parallel relationship.

- No? - No.

Okay, the messages, that's tricky.

But a parallel relationship, no.

Whatever. In the end,

we don't care, except that we're not in Valencia.

- Ouch. - It was a really good plan.

- The restaurant would have been closed. - No.

January 1st? Want to bet?

We're going to Casa Amparo on the 1st because we know it's open.

Next year?

- No? - We'll see.

- Where are we? - I have no idea!

And...

What if we went...

to my place?

Okay.

- Yes? - Yes.

I think it's this way.

Is it that way? Okay.

- Well... - I think so. I'm a little...

Let's go that way.

The other day, a neighbor got stuck

between the 3rd and 4th floors for two hours.

- You're kidding. - It won't happen again.

Let's hope so.

There you go.

Your apartment is nice.

- It's a bit dark, but... - It's fucking great.

What would you like to drink?

I have beer or beer. I think that's all I have.

A beer. I'll quit tomorrow.

- What about that? - Get rid of it.

- There? - Wherever it's not in the way.

- I can tell it's yours. - I rent here.

Yes, but you live alone. Those are your stuff.

- I live with roommates. - Really?

- How many of you are there? - Three.

The girl with Guille, is she his girlfriend? The one in blue.

Yes, the one in the photo...

That's Ali.

- Thank you. - Water?

Yes please.

Is he the first of your friend to get a child?

That's great.

What about you?

Not yet. But it won't be long.

They've almost checked all the boxes.

It's from them, the suitcase.

- They seemed nice. - Very!

Are you a little mad at them?

Maybe.

- Can I go to the bathroom? - Of course.

Look... there's the door, right there.

- That door. - Thank you.

- Is that Nacho Vegas? - A bit risky...

No. I love it.

I'm really going to come across as a sad guy.

What I told you before

about my eyes making me look that way,

it wasn't true. I was sad.

Yes.

But now I'm fine.

I'm glad.

Was it because of the girl from the Artic?

I saw you talking and I served her shots.

Well, yeah. She was my ex.

- What's her name? - Vero. Why?

Just curious. She's very beautiful.

- Oh, really? - Yes.

She seemed powerful to me.

- Volcanic. - Volcanic?

- Yes. - Volcanic.

I don't know... strong.

- Why are we talking about my ex? - I don't know.

And me: “I like her.” Even though I don't know her.

And you, are you okay?

I'm fine, yes. I feel good...

Here, with you, listening to Nacho Vegas.

- Talking about my ex. - Yes.

I can't unbutton your pants!

- Impossible! - That's it.

Damn it!

- Should I go get a condom? - Yes.

Slowly...

Come here.

Come, come, come.

There, yes.

Are you okay?

Not very comfortable.

Yes, yes, yes.

- I'm going to cum. - Wait, wait.

- Sorry. - It's okay.

It's okay.

But I was almost there.

Wait.

- Is that your side? - Yes, but it doesn't matter.

My God...

Do you think the guys are still partying?

Honestly, I don't care.

I don't care.

Will you invite me to your going-away party?

We already did that when I got my visa.

I thought you just got it.

- I got it in April. - In April?

Why didn't you leave?

It wasn't the right time.

When you get the visa, you have a year to go.

- But do you have the tickets? - No.

Ah, okay...

What?

No, I thought you really wanted to go.

I really want to go.

But you didn't buy your tickets.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Did I say something wrong?

Are you sure?

Okay, fine.

Would you miss anything if you left?

A fling, someone?

Apart from me, of course.

Do you speak English?

Yes.

- Fluently? - No.

You'd become bilingual, wouldn't you?

What about your parents? Are they doing well?

- Are they in good health? - Yes.

- Your grandparents? - They're dead.

Well...

- You've got nothing to lose on that front. - No.

What else?

Would you like to have a child?

I think so.

But later. There's no rush.

- Precisely. - Precisely what?

You have time to leave and come back.

- Or to have a child there. - That too.

- I'm getting jealous. - Of course.

Because you're not leaving.

No. My life is what I have here.

Tomorrow, you might be with a polar bear

or fishing for salmon...

And you can always come back.

Yes, that's true. I can always come back.

- Where are you going? - I'm coming.

What are you doing?

Email?

- Anavarelam86. - Wait. Varela...

M 80...?

- 86. - Of course.

- What dates are you checking? - April.

- That's a bit tight, look at March. - March?

Okay. March...

- Let's see. For example. - Let's see.

But it's Friday.

- Tickets are more expensive. - Bad excuse!

725 euros?

What? You don't want to go?

- I do. - Cell phone number?

All that just to get my number!

They're the ones asking for it!

6-1-1...

0-0-1-1-2-7.

Madam...

- Last name? - Varela.

Ah yes, Varela. That's nice.

- And the second one? - Martínez.

Meh.

So, a large suitcase. Red.

Good. Now...

Payment card.

Let's go.

I'm leaving.

You're leaving.

Is everything okay?

Vero, what's wrong?

It can't believe it!

But are you okay?

Fuck! He's already in surgery?

OK. What did they tell you?

Don't worry, I'm on my way. Where is it?

Okay.I'm on my way.

Kisses. Ciao.

What's going on?

A friend of Vero's got stabbed. She's freaking out.

What?

But is he okay?

- I don't know, they're doing surgery on him. - Shit.

I gotta go.

Are you staying here?

Well...

I'm going that way.

Me... that way.

I hope it's not serious.