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It's beautiful.

I like it because it really captures my essence.

Yes, you look very natural.

Very you.

- A vanity fair photographer took it. - You appeared in vanity fair?

No, he's a mate of mine.

I like having it here because...

It reminds me of who I am,

what I like.

The beauty industry can be superficial.

Right.

That's why I like to reconnect with nature, what's real.

I like real people.

Real women.

Shall we go?

Where?

What crap sex.

I made a mistake.

- You screwed up. - Cut it out, my head hurts.

So does my pussy.

The poor thing hasn't had such good sex in a while.

- Yeah. - Hope she doesn't fall in love.

Think he noticed it disgusted me?

Well, I hope not.

You don't want the boss to have it in for you.

- How are you? - Good.

I really enjoyed that.

How about you?

- Did you like it? - Um...

Mirror, mirror

We are perfectly imperfect.

We are unique.

Medina cosmetics

celebrates 50 years

we want to celebrate it with you

each and every one of you

What about dinner?

- Express yourself. - Cristina?

Whoever you are.

What are you watching?

A video my sister made.

There is no one like you.

Is that a guy or a girl?

Was a girl, and now...

I don't know.

Be free.

Be yourself.

50 years of beauty

you're posting it without showing it?

Alvaro doesn't care.

He's clueless.

- I'm not so sure. - What?

It has nothing to do with the brand's image.

That's exactly it.

You can't just make a video, it's risky.

- It puts me in a tight spot. - Please god...

There are rules and regulations you have to follow.

Rules, rules. You're getting like dad.

Do whatever you want.

You could support me a little bit, right?

What do you think this is?

You didn't even say if you like it...

I liked it, you made a really nice video.

But I get the feeling you always do your own thing.

The world isn't like that.

- If they hired you, it's because... - See you tomorrow. Ciao.

It's envy.

Maybe I made a piece of shit.

It's envy, Paula.

Why would my sister envy me?

She doesn't like herself.

Perhaps I shouldn't post it.

You what? So nobody sees it?

Lower your voice, you're making me nervous.

After all the work we put into it, all the editing.

I feel anxious, her attitude gets to me.

- Paula. - What?

We don't need her approval. We never have.

Don't hide.

Don't be afraid to express yourself.

Whoever you are.

Be free. Be yourself.

What's up, cris?

We should see Rosa again.

Come off it.

We don't need to see a psychologist. We're fine.

We're fine.

We're pretty, we do ourjob well.

Mario loves us.

Dad adores us.

Bruno does bark a lot, but what dog doesn't?

Right?

I like it when you smile.

What's up?

Doesn't it bring back memories?

Yeah, shitty memories.

Why are you singing like an idiot?

I woke up with this song in my head.

Get dressed, we're running late.

Fantastic, girls! Brilliant!

We have a new song.

A bit more intense.

You can choose one of three options. First option:

Feet together, lunge back, and return.

A long lunge back and return.

Always keep your back straight. Always look for...

And let's work that Booty. Let's do this!

How are you?

- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah...

I almost slipped on...

You have to be careful, this floor is terrible.

Let's see... welcome to Medina cosmetic's 50th anniversary.

I feel proud to be part of this family...

Yes, I'll let him know.

- Morning, Maria. - Hello, Alvaro.

- Morning, Alvaro. - Hello, andrés.

Good morning...

- Juanito... - Morning.

- Not all offices have this positive vibe. - They adore you.

Yes, they certainly do.

Another selfie?

"Looking happy about tonight's anniversary."

Hashtag: Medina cosmetics.

Hashtag: 50 years of beauty.

- Anything else? - It's fine.

Hashtag: So elegant. Hashtag: Style.

- Did you just sigh? - No.

- Did you sigh at me? - No.

- What's that music? - Huh?

The music.

Express yourself.

What's this?

Paula's video.

No tricks, no filters.

There is no one like you.

Be free. Be yourself.

- It was lovely, Paula. - Thanks.

It's all thanks to you guys for expressing yourselves openly.

You guys are all...

Beautiful!

- How embarrassing. - Embarrassing?

Not at all, maricarmen.

There are swans, dolphins, bengal tigers,

but other animals are beautiful, too.

There are sloths, which are super cute.

There are lemurs, big-nosed monkeys,

and even cockroaches.

They're cute, too.

I mean...

What I'm trying to say is that we're all unique.

All of us, all of us.

We all have something special.

We all have something special.

Even you.

Paula... what is this all about?

Did you see the video?

Yes.

I posted it and we have over 10,000 likes.

Everyone is sharing it.

You posted that?

- Good morning, miss Cristina. - Hello, antonia.

Would you like a paper?

They're free, but this is good.

No, thanks.

I don't know if you're interested in these things.

Life after death.

Death doesn't actually exist.

- What's up with the lift? - You're in a rush.

I thought it was interesting. I don't know what you feel about death.

People don't like to talk...

The bitch didn't even say "goodbye."

- Be quiet. - Do we deserve it?

Snubbed like that after all these years?

What the hell?

Treating you like shit, I'm not shit.

I'm a concierge, not shit. It's different.

Leave me alone, okay?

I'd drag her along the floor by her hair.

Idiot, she's an idiot.

And so are you.

For letting yourself be humiliated. Moron! Stupid cow!

Not going to say anything? Don't like what you see?

Hey...

Hi, Cristina.

Morning.

- Morning, Cristina. - Hi, morning.

Don't be frightened.

Listen to me for a minute.

We need to talk.

- Morning. - Hi.

Will you stop walking away?

Who are you?

I'm you.

No, you're not me.

What have you done to my reflection?

You can't keep hiding me.

I don't know what you're on about.

Don't you remember?

Cristina! Have you seen my watch?

Cristina!

Cristina!

Where would she be?

Cristina!

We'll be late!

You're not Cristina.

You've always been Cristian.

You've tried to erase it from your memory.

Like so many other things.

- But he's still there. - No.

I'm still here.

No, no...

Oh, sorry.

Now, about that video...

Why am I the last one to find out?

You told me to make a special post for the anniversary.

Something related to the event.

The video you made

features your weird mates and the office freaks.

They're not freaks, they're normal people like us.

Not like me.

Look, I think it's nice if the employees can relate to...

Let's put this into context, Paula.

We have a high-profile event with a top model.

And you made me a video with maricarmen from admin.

She's a lovely person,

but deep down, we won't see that in the video.

So we'll delete the video.

Delete it? No way.

People are tired of seeing models with theoretically perfect bodies...

- Don't go there. - It's not real, it's fake.

It promotes the heteropatriarchal stereotype of a woman

based on really sexist concepts...

I'll tell you what people want to see.

They want to see luxury, beauty.

Let's try an exercise. What would the perfect you be like?

Imagine it. Got it?

Are you fat?

No, right?

Hi, Cristina. Got visits?

Yes, err...

- Ei corte inglés. - Perfect.

Try and get rid of those makeup removers, they're not selling.

- Go for it! - Okay.

- I'm convinced about this. - How about a makeup tutorial?

When your sister showed it to me I thought:

"This is who we're looking for." You're talented.

You got talent.

And you look gorgeous.

- Fancy a coffee? - No.

Medina cosmetics, how can I help you?

After applying the foundation, the powder,

and the concealer,

I'll finish off my eyebrows.

And for that I'll be using

this black brow colour...

And this brush.

Makeup artists always tell me this is wrong,

brown should be used instead of black.

But it looks good when I use black.

Let's do this.

We can't let that old dick upset us like this.

He's totally clueless.

Middle-aged men, like faulty products,

should be taken off the market. Your tweet.

What if they take us off the market?

"What if they take us off the market?"

Sorry.

They won't do it. They need us.

You need to be smarter.

Maybe that's all we're good for.

Didn't you see the way they looked at us?

How they clapped?

Right... the glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Who are we doing this for?

- For... - For them.

For them.

For them...

- Hi, Paula. - Hi.

Paula?

Are you okay?

No, it's nothing.

I have to delete it.

Why? It was beautiful.

- I loved it. - Really?

Sure. It's lovely, it's inspirational.

I made it for you guys, for...

For each and everyone of you.

Watching it gave me a sort of special strength.

Why can't it be nice to be like you?

Fatty, bald, with pale skin and dark hair?

Why should you be hung-up about it?

Why?

Thanks for being there.

Here I am.

- Could you give me a hand? - Sure.

- I'm weeing myself. - Enjoy.

Sorry.

You're such a sweetie.

Thanks.

Amazing grill house.

- Don't know it. - Taken many a babe there!

How about clients?

- They love it. - I'll make a note.

- Hey, Alvaro. - What?

What's with the video?

- It was Paula's. - Paula?

- Intern? - Community manager.

I thought it wasn't your doing.

- Relax, she'll delete it... - No, no.

The ceo loved it.

- What? - Said it was fresh, inclusive,

encourages diversity. She liked the fat weirdo.

- Yeah? - Yes.

It's a marvellous example of our new image, blah blah...

- What new image? - Crazy bitch wants to change it all.

What do you mean by "all"?

She wants to change everything.

She wants us to screen it

to introduce the newline of communication.

- What line? - What it says in the video.

I don't have anything ready.

I have my speech prepared, I can't change it by tonight...

No, not tonight.

You and I meet the ceo early this afternoon

- and you pitch us the new strategy. - What strategy?

What the fuck do I know about weirdos and trannies?

- You posted the video. - Not me, it was Paula!

- The girl? - Yeah.

Paula, sure...

Talk to her, she gives you ideas.

Let her explain her vision as a young person...

What about talking with susana?

You know what she's like.

Crazy bitch.

- Sorry? - What?

- You said crazy bitch? - So did you.

Careful, these are difficult times.

- We have to be inclusive. - And so I am.

I am, you are, we both are.

Bring me that strategy at 3.30 pm.

At least ask her for an extension...

- I trust you implicitly. - But...

Christ. This is a disaster.

Hi, gorgeous babes! Today I 71 show you my favourite makeup.

My favourite makeup.

The one I use virtually every day and, from now on, so can you.

My favourite makeup.

For daytime, night time...

You're my sweetie, Paula.

One, two...

Three, roll that video!

You dirty pig.

Fuck!

Wanking? Is that what we get paid for?

Don't you feel ashamed?

What about your hands?

So, Paula, huh? Now I get the song, it all fits in.

Paula is a good choice.

She's hot, she looks smart.

She treats us nicely, unlike all the other girls.

And let's admit it, she called you "a sweetie"

- exactly, I think... - You're right.

Why can't we be with her?

Why?

Because we're going bald and aren't conventionally handsome?

That's right. We're perfectly imperfect. But I think Paula...

Look at yourself. At me.

You're ugly as fuck.

- What? - Maybe I didn't make myself clear.

You're ugly as fuck.

Most women wouldn't want you near them.

That isn't true.

Do I have to remind you about aitana?

- That was ages ago. - And Lucia? Gemma hurtado?

I was just a kid.

We were 36 years old!

Paula is different, she's not superficial.

She sees inside the person.

And we have something special.

Meh... what's special about us?

- Well... - Tito, tito, tito...

Quit with the fantasies. We're fine now.

We're relaxed.

Want to suffer again?

Finish wanking?

- Alberto. - Aurora.

The coffee machine is blocked.

It needs water.

Could you fix it, please?

I'll put the maintenance guys out of a job.

Espresso with soy milk, no sugar.

Sure, I'm on it.

Thanks for seeing me, Rosa.

I haven't been here for months.

A year.

- A year? - A year.

I thought I didn't need it, that I was doing okay, but...

Well obviously you're not.

- Sorry about quitting so suddenly. - No worries. How can I help?

- It turns out... - You could have called.

- I was busy at work... - You texted me.

A text message after four years of listening to your problems?

Well, I let you know in advance.

And I paid for the session.

Oh, you paid? So that makes it okay then.

I'm sorry.

It doesn't matter, it's history.

So, how are things with your asexual husband?

Still fantasising about women?

No, things are fine.

But today I had flashbacks from my childhood.

Childhood memories?

That's original, Cristina. No one has that.

Well, I remembered that when I was a little girl,

I didn't...

I didn't feel like...

It's strange, like I tried to erase it from my memory,

but if I think about it, it fits in with so many things,

my insecurities...

- Everything okay? - No, I can't go on.

- Why? - You annoy me.

I didn't like you before:

Your mediocre life, your lack of initiative.

- Well, I... - Sorry, we can't go on.

I can't stand you.

Looking at you makes me want to spit in your face.

- Well... - You better go.

I could slap you right now.

Whack! Right in the face.

All right then...

Where are you going?

That will be sixty Euros.

Yes, of course.

Paula. My office, now.

- Are you firing me? - Well...

Ernesto was fuming.

"Who made the video?"

"This is a clusterfuck," and other language I'll spare you.

Initiative doesn't work here.

- Only mediocre guys like you make it. - You're not fired.

- What? - What?

Please take a seat.

- I convinced him to keep you on. - Really?

It wasn't easy to do.

He loves firing staff.

I told him that my team

is like a family to me.

We're family.

Thank you so much.

We have a 3.30 pm meeting.

- Me too? - Yes.

I convinced him to let you come along.

- I don't know what to say. - Nothing.

Let me do the talking.

Actually, I have some questions.

What did you want to convey with the video? Why the fat guy?

The company's image is clearly old-fashioned.

- You think so? - Yes, clearly old-fashioned.

What else?

It's exclusively aimed at heterosexual cis females

and is based on norms of beauty that don't reflect real people.

That is why we want a more inclusive image

that embraces everyone, because beauty is multifaceted.

For this reason, men and women...

And transgender people.

- Cis men and women, transgender... - And non-binary.

- Men, women, transgender... - And gender-fluid people.

- Are you joking? - No.

- Paula said... - This is ridiculous.

She's pretty clued up. Maybe she could...

Want her to take our job?

Is that it?

I showed her the ropes here.

I took her to client meetings. Brothels were obviously out.

And did she ever thank me? Never, not once.

- Never given my selfies a like. - I'm going.

I gave a like to all... excuse me?

- I'm going. - Where?

- I don't know. - What are you on about?

I'm tired, Alvaro. It's not you, it's me...

We always talk about the same. You, basically.

- We never talk about... - Like what?

I don't feel the same.

Excuse me?

Sorry, Alvaro.

- You can't go. - Yes, I can.

- Yeah? How? - Through the door.

Okay, okay. Wait, Alvaro. Wait...

What do you want to discuss? Cinema, current events?

- That isn't it. - International politics?

Good bye.

Hey, wait!

Not today, I need your support...

And what do I need, huh? What do I need?

What would you need?

Goodbye, Alvaro.

Alvaro... Alvaro...

Alvaro!

Alvaro, when you have a minute, we should look at the results...

Alvaro?

- Alvaro. - Yes?

We should look at the annual results for the report...

- What's wrong? - How so?

- You don't have a... - Ah, no...

- Why not? - He left.

- What do you mean? - He split.

- Where to? - No idea.

But how could he...

Because we broke up! We broke up.

Hi, I'm angel alferez. Welcome to my YouTube channel.

How did I knowl was trans?

I realised something didn't fit in with my perception of myself

and other's perception of me.

[Referred to myself in the masculine, wore my dad's clothes.

I just couldn't feel comfortable with my body.

This is dysphoria.

You don't identify with your body.

You look in the mirror and those boobs aren't yours,

you shouldn't have them.

Right now I'm wearing a binder, which flattens your breasts.

"Binder” is an English word.

Compression tops that basically hide your breasts.

I'm a guy and I don't want a penis. I'm absolutely fine without one.

I was totally sure I'm not a woman.

But now I'm totally sure I'm not a man.

A tomboy isn't necessarily a lesbian.

I'm a non-binary trans.

Guys, girls... I'm agender.

People: I'm a man...

In a woman's body.

Who am I?

That's obvious.

Not to me it isn't.

- What if we talk to Paula? - Paula?

She'll help us.

Is it normal for a reflection to vanish?

No, it's not normal.

No, it isn't...

Know what I say? Screw it all.

Why do I need it?

- For... - For nothing at all.

Nothing at all.

For nothing at all.

For nothing at all.

Hello, gents. Interested in a newspaper?

It's free, but this one is very good.

No, thanks.

Fine. Ready for the big event?

Fifty years, no less, that's quite something.

This company has been running for years, that's...

- No matter. - "No matter" what?

Quit saying that, quit saying it.

Please don't start again.

They bloody disgust me, everything disgusts me.

You're bloody disgusting!

Listen. First, calm down a bit.

- Calm down. - Why not burn them all?

Stop with the fire thing.

Remember the budgie.

The way it squawked.

The squawks it made.

That smell of fried chicken.

One wasn't enough, so we burnt two.

And then three.

And some more squawking.

Shut up already!

We're not going to burn anyone!

Hello. Would you like a newspaper?

They give them out free, but this one is good.

Who...?

Go your own way? What way?

I've really enjoyed all these years together,

but now I need to do my own thing.

What are you on about?

It's possible, Alvaro did it with his.

What is possible?

He doesn't have a reflection now.

- What? - Just walk out that door.

I can't do that, idiot.

Yes, you can. Just try it.

Alberto, I can't leave if you don't.

I can't just walk off as if...

- See? - You're kicking me out?

No, no. I'm saying we should take a break...

After all I've done for you?

Now you're kicking me out like a dog?

I'm grateful to you, but I think it's best...

Think I'm not sick of your screw ups?

Well go then!

All right. If you want me to go, I will.

But it's forever, huh? Don't come crying to me.

I'm leaving.

Okay.

Fair enough.

Alberto... Alberto!

The printer is jammed. Could you take a look?

- Actually... no. - Why?

Because I don't give a fucking shit.

My job is not to fix the printer, maricarmen.

- Yes, but... - I don't give a fuck about it.

I don't give a flying fuck about the printer!

Screw the fucking printer!

That's where I sit.

Don't know why I walked over here.

No, the printer doesn't work. I don't know if you heard.

Know who's going to fix it? No-fucking-body!

I've been looking for ways to make changes here.

New personnel, packaging...

- Right? - Yes, yes.

But it's not easy

because my father isn't here, though he's always present.

We make big changes or our rivals eat us alive.

Juan has the details.

The figures don't lie.

Sales are falling. If we don't move quickly...

So when I saw the video I thought: Be free,

be yourself, just be...

I'm the ceo for a reason.

I also have an opinion.

Absolutely. Your views are key...

We're celebrating the past,

but I also want an event to celebrate the future.

And you are our guide, Alvaro.

What do you have for us?

Well...

I didn't have much time to prepare, but I do...

Have some notes on...

Let me see.

Basically, I think that...

We need to address people.

We need to leave sex to one side.

I don't mean sex, I mean gender.

Gender and sex are not the same.

Well, sometimes they are.

Sometimes they coincide, but not always.

So... when it comes to addressing people...

We mean talking to people...

What sex? It doesn't matter.

Gender is the important thing.

The gender...

What I'm trying to say is that...

Why?

Or maybe not.

People...

Alvaro?

Yes...

- Is there more? - Yes, sure. Sorry.

People... what I...

It's basic.

Paula, how about you?

- Me? - Tell us your ideas.

Go on, Paula.

All right.

Why should makeup be aimed exclusively at women?

- Why can't men wear makeup? - Gays, for example.

- Not just gays. - Right.

- Whoever wants to. - Intersex.

Sorry. Would you mind letting Paula talk?

Of course not.

Thanks.

Well, I believe in free expression,

I believe in freedom, and I think...

Do you know where Maria is?

No idea. I think she went to the toilet.

Hi. Sorry, did I scare you?

- A little. - I was waiting for you.

- You were? - What were you doing?

- I went to the loo. - That's good after lunch.

- Sure... - Last night was fun, huh?

Is that "yes"?

- Let's do it again. - We'll see.

- How about tonight? - I can't.

You don't have plans later.

- I need to rest. - Take the day off, I'm your boss.

- I can't. - How about now?

- No! - A quickie in the loo.

- No! - Why? You loved it.

- Did you or didn't you? - Alvaro!

- You're hurting me. - Alvaro!

Bye, gorgeous.

- What the hell was that? - Nothing, just...

Want to be reported for sexual harassment?

She didn't play hard to get last night.

What happened?

Nothing. We went for a drink and...

You can't go through life with your dick out.

And I don't. It's not my fault I'm attractive.

No speeches for you tonight.

- Excuse me? - I've tried to protect you.

All the cock-ups you make, but I can't take any more risks.

Now I get the scene with Paula.

- What scene? - "Go on, Paula." I couldn't talk.

You said nothing.

You didn't let me talk!

You're shouting at me.

- Sure, you feel upstaged. - What?

You feel threatened. I have charisma, they adore me...

They all laugh at you.

- Who laughs at me? - All of them.

Let me see.

Juan, Ramon, the fat guy.

The new girl laughs at you.

I hear them in the canteen. They even have a whatsapp group

to discuss your selfies.

Because they're funny...

No, they make fun of you.

What's it called, the cretin, the idiot?

- Ah, the shitbag. - The shitbag?

The shitbag, Alvaro.

They added me. It's usually on silent mode.

They make cruel remarks.

Sometimes I add a "hahaha" just to humour them.

Shitbag.

Alvaro!

Shitbag.

Makeup is sold to hide our "supposed" defects.

So that we women aspire to look like models

with unattainable bodies and stop being ourselves.

It should be for expressing ourselves freely, whatever we're like.

Because we're gorgeous babes!

You should talk tonight.

If you want to.

- Do you or don't you? - Yes. Sure.

I can't believe

the ceo asked me to talk in front of everyone.

Congratulations.

You think the video is stupid.

That's not true.

You didn't seem interested.

I was worried.

Whatever, I forgive you.

I need to focus on the speech.

- Is my hair okay? - You look gorgeous.

I don't think I have time to go to the hairdresser's.

- I could go to Ariel's. - Ariel?

Shit! They have a birthday party and close early.

Ariel is the guy who used to be a girl, right?

He's neither of the two?

- A non-binary person. - Right.

- Isn't that interesting? - Who, Ariel?

Yes... well, him, her...

- They. - They.

Did he know he was...

They began transitioning

and realised they didn't identify with either gender.

Did he have the operation?

You can't tell he has breasts at all.

Does he wear binding? A binder?

How do you know about that?

Well, after seeing your video

- I've been reading up. - Really?

My god.

So I'm changing the company as well as my sister?

This is why it's so important.

It's not just about advancing professionally,

it's about opening up the minds of people like you,

ensuring differences are respected

so people express all their potential.

Paula.

What I just said is so cool.

I'm going to write it down.

Paula, you see...

When I went to the gym this morning...

Was it "all their potential"?

I don't remember.

- What's up? - Huh?

What's up?

I don't know.

Something really weird is happening to me...

It's dad.

Dad?

Which hospital?

Do you think I do things well?

What things?

Well, things.

I know I'm not perfect, but I do a good job.

Of course you do.

What's up?

- They won't let me give the speech. - Who won't?

You've always been a great public speaker.

- Right? - Sure!

The best in the school plays.

Maybe not the best...

The other mothers were green with envy.

- You were outstanding in everything. - Come on...

You stood out in everything.

That's why you head of one of the world's most important companies.

It's not and I'm not the director.

You sound like your father.

You're not like him.

You're not a loser like him, you never have been.

- And you never will be. - No, I'm not like my father.

- I've always been a winner, right? - Of course you have.

I always did things right.

- Where are they? - Where are you going?

Shall I fix you a g&t?

I was popular, I dated the cutest girl, I scored goals...

I was team captain.

You had beautiful handwriting.

Yes, I had beautiful handwriting.

I got good marks in social sciences...

And it was a joy to watch you do pe with those lovely legs.

Where are they? Where are they?

What are you looking for?

What is it, Alvaro?

Piece of bloody junk!

Maybe I know where it is. What is it?

You shouldn't have come. I'm perfectly fine.

I don't know about that...

I'm used to these bloody arrhythmias.

Why did you come?

You're so busy at work.

I can't stay long, dad, I've got work too...

- Do what you have to do. - Yes.

I'm giving a speech.

- A speech? You? - Yes, me.

- That's great. - Than ks.

Working with your sister paid off.

- Actually, I... - At first you didn't want to.

Said the working hours were too long.

- I don't think I did. - Something like that.

One of your mum's typical expressions.

But look at her. Giving a speech!

About what?

I made a video for the 50th anniversary...

- How did you swing it? - No, it wasn't me.

- Come off it. - No.

- The ceo saw it... - You pulled strings.

She recommended me, dad.

Whatever.

- They saw that I... - Great, you're finding your place.

If it weren't for Cristina, you'd still be partying

with those dykes and queers...

- Excuse me? - Gays, gays.

- Call them gays if you want. - Dad...

Look, Paula, you've...

Never been one to work.

You take after your mother.

- Stop comparing me! - Go ahead, shout.

It's good for my heart.

- I'm going. - No, Paula.

Paula! Paula!

Is that normal behaviour?

She's nervous.

She had everything she wanted!

Don't upset yourself.

Whereas you...

You didn't have half of what she did.

And you're happy.

You still haven't given me grandchildren.

You're getting on, but science has made progress.

Perhaps you'll surprise me one day.

Language: Pass.

Natural sciences: Fair. Social sciences: Pass.

Mathematics: Fail.

Still think I'm good, mum?

- Not one decent Mark. - They had it in for you.

All the teachers, every term?

People can't stand winners.

They were envious because we had money.

It was a school for rich kids.

- But most were ruined. - Like us.

- I wasn't the best at anything. - What?

I was mediocre.

Who isn't going to let you give the speech?

- Ceo. - Ceo?

- I'll call and sort it out in a jiffy. - Call who?

Who do I ask for? Ceo?

Mum...

How about a g&t?

We'll never give dad what he wants.

Sorry, I don't have time for this.

- I need a dress for tonight. - A dress?

Sorry.

Cristian!

I can't suddenly change my life.

Who said suddenly?

I'm used to living like this.

What a crap argument.

I can't become another person.

- You wouldn't be... - I'm not you!

You can't lock me away again.

I can't change my life.

But why?

Because of everything. Mario.

We never loved him.

- People at work? - Who cares?

- My mates at zumba? - Screw them!

Dad?

It may take him time...

We'd kill him.

Give them the chance to love you for what you are.

Give yourself the chance.

I'm sorry.

No, you can't do this to us. You can't!

Mustard yellow is pretty.

How about a colour that's more...

I don't know, more "us"?

Aquamarine.

Alvaro!

Hey! Hi, Alvaro.

Didn't have time to go home?

I want to buy a suit.

If I have to catch the bus there and back I'll miss the meal.

So, I'll get ready here.

What happened?

- How so? - Your reflection.

Threw him out.

- What? - You were right.

We're better off.

What do we need them for?

For nothing.

- No, I was wrong. - What do you mean?

- Look at yourself. - I can't.

I can't even put on a tie without him...

Look in the mirror, tell me what you see.

- What do you see? - Nothing.

Exactly, nothing. You can be whatever you want.

Whatever you want.

Who do you want to be? Who?

Well, well, well.

I love this one.

- How much? - You knew, didn't you?

- Knew what? - About Cristian.

You weren't meant to see him.

- Now he's where he should be. - Why?

What do you mean?

Remember how we suffered?

No, of course not, because I always dealt with it.

No, you hid it.

To protect you.

- But now we're fine. - Thanks to tranquilizers.

All right, it's not a perfect life,

but is any life perfect?

I'm asking: Is any life perfect?

- At least we don't suffer. - Right.

Nobody would want Cristian. Nobody would want us.

Okay, let's pay for the dress.

And we'll have some wine tonight, we deserve it.

If you want, even half a g&t. But no more, huh?

It makes us lose control and we can't be home late.

Bruno starts barking and the neighbours complain.

With good reason.

Hairdresser's

- Ariel? - Yeah, and you?

- Cristina, Paula's sister. - Sorry, I couldn't place you.

It's okay, we've only met a few times.

- You work together. - Yes.

Need anything?

- Fancy a drink? - Yes.

Come with me then.

Antonia! What's new, how are you?

I'm fine, look...

I'm buzzing, off to buy a suit for the party.

That's great. I bet you have a fantastic time.

I've never been to one.

Why not come?

Me? Don't be silly.

You're family.

- It's not the same... - It's exactly the same.

- Come on. - What will people think...

Well, antonia, then people can fuck off and die.

Yes, but...

I'm so sorry.

No worries, it was a spontaneous, natural reaction.

You hit me first.

I hit you more gently, but it's a lovely gesture.

- Did I hurt you? - No, not at all.

It's a bit red.

Well I never!

Pain is relative.

What hurts you might not hurt me, and I need more.

I'll go before the shops shut. See you later.

What is it?

Hi. I'm pol.

What about you?

Hi, pol.

I'm cris... cris-Cristina.

Cristina. Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

What brings you here?

I came to...

Get my hair cut, but seems like you're partying.

No, I can do it if you want.

I can trim the ends in a flash. I work here.

Brilliant.

You just want the ends cutting, right?

Well...

I don't know...

Since I'm here...

Looking at the styles you have here, I don't know, maybe...

- This one? - That one?

- No, right? - It's a big change,

but I can do it.

All right, maybe...

Something more classic?

Like mine?

Is that you?

What do you think?

Whatever you want, Cristina.

- You have to be very sure, because... - Cristian.

What?

My name...

My name is Cristian.

Hi, Cristian.

I'm pol.

Hi, pol.

See what I told you?

All that hate and meanness,

always filling my head with crap.

You can't live that way. They're actually good people.

They have their ways, but they're good.

Guess what dress we're going to wear?

No antonia or Lopez here.

No? How about "concierge"?

Concierge? No.

Can I go in and look for Alberto...

If you're not on the list, you can't go in.

What if you do?

He's plump, pale skin, hairy...

I'm not allowed to. Maybe later when...

I understand, but I'm all dressed up...

You can wait in the bar if you want. It's downstairs.

Be free.

Be yourself.

All right.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Sorry, I'm a bit nervous but...

First of all, good evening.

I was mulling over what I'd have to say here,

and...

To be honest, I haven't prepared a thing!

The existential void, the heir of postmodernism,

subjected the cosmetic industry, for many years,

to norms of beauty that are unrealistic, false.

Images telling us how we must look.

They demand us to be impossibly perfect,

because we're not perfect.

Each and every one of us is different.

And true beauty lies here.

Here, in our hearts.

I think we should get rid of our complexes

and show who we are

without fear of expressing who we are.

Without fear of being ourselves.

Thank you.

This is for all of you.

Okay. Happy birthday, Medina cosmetics!

Let the party begin!

Over here.

- We're proud of you. - You had doubts.

- No... - About the fat guy.

Well, early on...

See him filling the screen?

The idea was...

He doubted you, too. As a young woman.

- Hey, I never said... - See their reaction?

Super enthusiastic.

Totally. Here's to the image.

- And Paula, our rising star. - Yes.

Thank you. No, really, for believing in me...

Fucking brilliant!

Fucking brilliant...

It was lovely, Paula, you did a fantastic job.

It was lovely, huh?

- We're so happy. - Yes.

The four of us, right?

Cheers!

- What's going on? - Ariel is fucking ace!

- Did he cut your hair? - No, pol.

- You stink of booze. - Well, I had a few beers.

And a bit of mdma.

The bastard drugged you?

The busturd... check it out.

Check this out.

- What's that? - A binder.

- A binder? - Noa gave it to me.

What for?

Can't you see? I've been set free.

I'm being myself.

- What are you on about? - Paula.

I'm Cristian.

I'm... Cristian.

Paula, I don't know who I am. I've tried to be myself but...

I don't know who I am. Who am I?

- Who am I? - I don't know.

What if I'm nobody in the end?

Help me, Paula.

Please.

Help me, Paula.

Yes? Hello? Testing, testing...

Can you hear me?

Well, this wasn't planned,

but tonight is about spontaneity.

Thanks, guys, for accompanying me.

Paula, this is for you.

You taught us to look into our hearts, bring out the best in ourselves.

If I had to...

If I had to live

without your embraces

Jesus, the fat guy!

There would be sorrow

I know there would be suffering

I would follow you to the end of the world

I can't live without your warmth

'cos I don't know who I am without you

I could never say goodbye to your love,

please never doubt that

kiss me, I 'ii always love you

I'd be lost without you by my side

nothing's gonna change my love for you

you'll always know that I love you

I don't want you to leave

I want to see your face every morning

nothing's gonna change my love for you

you'll always know that I love you

if I don't see your eyes anymore, I feel blind

nothing's gonna change

my love for you.

Paula. I love you.

I think you feel something for your sweetie too.

Don't say a word.

Alberto, no...

Fire!

Fire!

Be free!

Be yourself!

Be free.

Be yourself.

Paula!

Paula!

What's up?

I don't know.

What is happening...?

Hotel evacuated

what a disaster. Lucky no one was hurt.

Anyway...

You know I've always had your back, right?

But after what happened...

We need to make changes.

Yes, I guess.

We're reconsidering your position.

We want to change, but without taking major risks.

Exactly.

How would you change our message?

The cosmetic industry has been dominated by images of beauty...

No, sorry, we heard that yesterday.

Give us something specific.

Well, they don't need to be dramatic changes.

I'd keep the concepts of freedom and expression, they're appealing,

but I'd get rid of anything radical.

No overweight people.

No trans, that could be rejected.

It's a minority market.

- We don't know who will replace you. - Paula?

Maybe.

Listen, this is between us.

This is about selling makeup,

not changing the world.

- Are you all right? - Yes, yes.

Never better.

What's going on? Alvaro!

Why am I in here? What's happening?

Alvaro!

You can't do this to me.

It's what you wanted.

I'm not sure it is.

It is, but you didn't dare do it.

That's why we've swapped places.

But I can't stay here.

I have to stay here?

- Here? - I'm entitled to this.

Even though we start from scratch.

This is weird, I don't want...

You can't take control.

Yes, but...

Don't look so glum. I'm doing this for you.

Chin up.

- Everything will work out. - Let's see.

It'll all be okay.

We'll take it step by step.

It'll all be okay.

How do I look?

Really handsome.