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In a small city such as Santiago de Compostela,

half a million meals are cooked every day.

Some big, some small.

Strong, light.

Full meals or just snacks.

To enjoy with friends or to eat on your own.

In some, time slips by,

and all that's left is an empty plate.

In others, life takes an unexpected turn

and the world changes its flavor.

Sour. Sweet. Or both,

which is what usually happens.

Because at a meal... you don't just eat.

Around a table, your appetite opens up.

As does your soul.

So in this city, every day there are half a million chances

to change the flavor of life.

At supper, at lunch,

or at the most important meal to start the day.

A good breakfast.

That's true, you must start the day...

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.

- Yes. - Well...

Some state we're in...

- Careful... - This has got loads of calories.

Hey, you're not going to believe it, but I'm hungry.

18 MEALS

I didn't sleep well.

What did you dream about?

I had a nightmare.

- A nightmare? - I was being eaten by a dinosaur.

- You liar. A dinosaur? - Yes.

- Seriously? - Yes.

I'm delighted you're in the profession.

Welcome to the world of opportunities.

I'm going to tell you something, don't be offended.

When we started the course, I said to myself,

"this guy's an asshole".

- Me? - Yes.

- Why? - I don't know.

I saw you and thought "this guy's a bit odd".

You know why, Tuto?

Because I believe in myself. Do you understand?

Your shirt looks fairly decent, but how can I go like this?

I guess the sun doesn't shine throughout this attic,

the sun.

I guess the sun changes the light, changes the shade,

the living space is the sun.

- Can you hear the plane? - Yes.

Would you like to fly?

Okay.

Where to?

- Lanzarote. - Lanzarote? Why?

It's always hot there,

it never rains.

- You'd like us to go? - Yes.

- This summer? - Yes.

Good morning.

- Good morning, dad. - How are you?

- Very well. - Did you sleep well?

He had a nightmare.

- Are you ready for school? - Yes.

As Kennedy said, you know.

"Ask not what your country can do for you.

Ask what you can do for your country".

Well, Kennedy... you know.

Why did he have to go to Dallas?

He went to Dallas, and boy did he dally.

Jacqueline said: "Take down the hood".

And he said: "No, the sun will hit my face".

Listen to that, listen, can you hear it?

- The frying pan, the grill. - It sounds like bacon.

- You want some lemon? - Yes.

Buddy...

- You're having a beer? - Yes.

Why?

Because I feel like one.

- Gael! - Yes?

Come on, you'll be late.

- What time will you be home? - 8:30 or 9:00.

Right.

It's not a good idea to have a beer now.

Ok. Leave.

- Bye. - Bye.

When you fly

into the wind,

the wall hits you.

Say the moment

didn't arrive,

tell her it didn't.

Tell her it didn't.

- Hello. - Hello.

Breakfast?

- Yes. - May I sit here?

What would you like?

White coffee,

and toast, or something like that.

How are you?

Tea or coffee?

Coffee.

Shit.

- What's wrong? - This flat is a dump.

Are you working today?

Yes, but...

only until lunchtime, later I'm going to...

...a party.

- Are you working? - No, not today.

Fucking flat.

Sorry, do you have an aspirin?

- An aspirin? - Yes, something for a headache.

Wait a moment...

- How old are you? - What do you think?

Bearing in mind you feel old.

You're twenty...

- It's very difficult! - Twenty what?

27.

No.

- What? - Look.

What?

- Grey hairs.

- You're an old man...

And that makes 5... Ok?

Thanks.

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

- How are you? - Fine, how can I help you?

It smells good. It's ours.

No, we make it here.

Yes, it's ours.

My God, who am I talking to?

We don't have ham. This is pork shank.

Jesus Christ.

Minced, it's for mincing.

- "Minced face"? - Meat for mincing.

- Minced meat. - Yes.

- Thank you, sir. - You're welcome.

I'll put this back.

Everything turns out badly.

Everything goes wrong.

It's the witches, dwarfs, demons.

I don't care what the reason is.

Happy Birthday.

Thanks.

Now you're asking me to go.

- Right? - Sort of.

Vladi!

Your cousin's here.

- What are you doing here? - How are you?

Vladi, this is Tuto López:

the future of sales in Galicia.

Vladimir Torres, a great supporting actor.

With a great future ahead.

Everything goes wrong.

Everything goes wrong.

It's the witches, dwarfs, demons.

I don't care what the reason is.

What's up, man?

- How are you? - How are you?

Fuck.

Sorry.

Tell me, mom.

Leave me alone, mom. I'm working.

We were having breakfast near here.

And he didn't believe you were my cousin.

Here he is, Vladimir in person.

- I can't believe it. - Good old Vladi!

- Cousin. - What's up?

I'll bring you a coffee.

- No, no, no. - Wait, wait.

And then you'll get the fuck out of here.

- No, no, Vladi. - No problem.

Vladi, we're just passing by.

- I can't believe it. - I need your help.

Don't touch anything here, please.

Well, you can have just a little.

But eat it there.

I'm laying the table for a woman.

The one who plays the superintendent.

You won't stop flirting with her in the series.

- Don't stain the table. - She's really hot.

Tell him not to take photos.

Tuto, respect.

Are you ok, mom?

Ok, I'll go back some day. I'm fine.

I've already eaten.

I've got great sausages.

I eat them every day.

I'll call you back. I'm busy now.

I love you, mom. I love you. Bye.

Everything goes wrong.

Drink a bit.

I'm trying to do the crossword.

I'm trying to work it out.

"Lucía, the bullfighter's wife".

What bullfighter?

"Lucía, the bullfighter's wife". No idea.

- How many letters? - 1, 2, 3, 4.

- A famous bullfighter? - I don't know. Lucía... Lucía Bosé!

- Well done. - Of course, Lucía Bosé.

She was married to...

Dominguín. I believe he was a playboy.

- He really got around. - Really?

That's what they say.

- What's your name? - Ana.

- And yours? - Juan.

And it changed.

Their truth changed.

Their truth is no good anymore, it's changed.

Truth doesn't exist, it didn't change.

- Don't be disgusting. - Sit down, Tuto.

I love you, man.

- You shouldn't drink so much. - Here you are.

- You reek of alcohol, sit down. - Where do you shoot the series?

Don't give me the typical fan type interview.

- Bravo, the photo bravo. - I'm going to send it to my mother.

How can you get on TV?

Cousin, don't be dirty. What's your game?

Don't give him any sugar.

Jeez, the girl's here.

No, wait a moment.

You have to give me an autograph.

- Come on, stop it. - Cousin!

Yes, I'm coming.

Vladi?

- Vladi? - Please, what's happening here?

- What's wrong? - Look who's in the kitchen.

- I'm... Are the toilets over there? - Yeah.

My God.

As soon as the doorbell rings and this person arrives,

you'll fuck off.

- Who are you waiting for? - A friend.

- 2 minutes. - What do you want now?

It's for my mother, please.

- Tuto, damn it. - Come here.

It's like when I met Torrebruno.

You'd never been compared with Torrebruno.

Torrebruno to me is an icon. What's your mother's name?

Palmira.

I don't want to be a nuisance.

I didn't know your mother's got a Middle Eastern name.

Palmira, it sounds like an excursion.

Let's go to Palmira.

Shit!

The birthday party!

- It's today. - Today?

- Yes. - First news.

What do you mean first news?

- You never pay attention to me. - I've got commitments.

- What commitments? - Commitments...

I don't know what I'm doing today.

- Shit. That's mine. - Laura.

Quiet, please.

Hello?

Hi, Laura.

Where are you?

What do you mean you can't come?

We arranged to meet now for breakfast.

Don't let him see.

Hello?

- Edu? - Yes, who is it?

It's Sol.

Sol? Shit, what a surprise.

- It's been a while. - Sure.

Sol coming from the past.

Do you want to...

have lunch with me today?

If you're free.

Yes, I'm free,

I'm playing in the street, so I stop when I want.

I want to tell you something.

Okay. In 3 hours. Alright?

Do what you have to do,

and then come.

Take care. Bye.

- You play the guitar too? - I have news for you.

You can eat everything on the plate.

- Thanks. - My guest's not coming.

This deserves a hip hip hurray...

Vladimir's a stage name?

Mar?

Hello.

Forget about the hairdresser thing, ok?

What do you mean?

You don't work in a hair salon.

You're a PE teacher, with your body you could be.

So I don't work in a hair salon? If I'm a hairdresser, I'm a fag?

Normally.

- Where do I work? Tell me. - PE teacher. In my high school.

Ok, in your high school.

- How are you? - Fine. And you?

Great. And you?

- What a surprise. - Yes.

You're a bit bald now.

Fuck. You haven't changed.

Yes, I'm a bit bald.

Hey. Come here.

These strawberries might not look right either.

Today's my lucky day.

I find wonders. I'll say that to your brother.

- Sergio, please, don't. - Today's my lucky day.

Come on, Sergio, please.

Here he is.

Coming.

No, no, no.

Sergio, please, don't screw me.

Is this my disguise?

No, it's just a coincidence.

Coming!

Hey, bro!

- How are you? - Very well.

I've brought someone, sorry for not warning you.

This is Ana, my brother Victor.

- Hello. - Hello, how are you?

- Pleased to meet you. - Likewise.

Here it is.

You're a cook now. You didn't have a clue before.

No choice with the little one.

- Right, yes, you've got a kid. - Yes.

- How old is he? - 6.

- He's pretty big now. - Yes.

- Glasses? Shall I get them?

Yes, they're in the cupboard by the door.

So... wine? Do you want some?

Yes, sure.

Okay.

- This is Sergio. - Hello.

- Ana and Juan. - Hello, how are you?

- Pleased to meet you. - Likewise.

Juan Carlos?

Yes, at home they call me Juan.

I feel like I know you from all the things I've heard.

I hope you like it.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

You're alone? Your husband's not here?

He's working.

The little one at school...

and me here.

- Do you like it? - It's great.

What's it called?

Vichyssoise.

You've been living here 3 years?

No, more than 4.

- But there were more of you here? - No, just Sergio and me.

We met at work and share a flat.

- He's a teacher too? - Yes, PE.

- And you? - Working on the street.

I don't have a band,

I didn't have a band the last time we saw each other,

I was wandering...

around Europe, Holland quite a bit,

then France, Portugal...

- Just you? - Yes.

I'd like to get something going.

Form a group or something.

I can learn to play something

and go with you.

Just joking.

Are you sure?

Would you come with me?

Yes.

Would you come with me?

Yes, but I won't.

Why not?

Because I have a fantastic husband

and a son who needs me.

Do you love him?

Your son sure, but your husband?

Chicken or fish?

- Is there a choice? - Any preference?

- Fish. - Fish for everyone?

- Am I the only one having chicken? - Yes.

- My god, he also cooks. - Well, yes.

Flatmate, decorator.

Not a decorator, a PE teacher.

I mean decorator, cook...

They're flattering you here, Sergio!

- What? - They're flattering you here.

You could call mom and dad more often.

A couple of weeks ago.

- Damn it. - Don't worry. Sergio.

I can't hear you with the extractor fan.

One of your glasses has broken.

Shit, Sol...

- You didn't use to be so... - So?

I don't know, your expression seems to have changed.

I remember you...

...happier.

Maybe I shouldn't say this.

We haven't seen each other for so long.

I'm happy today.

You don't seem so.

There's something wrong.

- You're freaking me out. - No, no, no.

It's just that.

For the last week I've been...

...dreaming about you.

Nightmares or fun dreams?

Fun dreams,

but I'm married.

- Stupid, isn't it? - Fuck.

I'm going to have a drink.

- Do you want salad? - Yes, no hurry.

It's lovely.

I love this flat just as it is.

As soon as we saw it, we fell in love.

With the flat.

Said like that it sounds strange.

You've dropped that.

- What's your job, Ana? - I'm a waitress.

In Santiago?

Yes, in a hotel bar in Mazarelos

- called "Tránsito dos Gramáticos". - You work at Mazarelos?

- Yes. - They have good food there.

- I don't cook. - I've never been there.

- You haven't been to Mazarelos? - Not to that bar. It doesn't ring a bell.

With the large steaks.

You've been there. Or maybe not.

And what did you dream about?

- Dirty things. - What?

Dirty things.

- Your husband's not coming now? - No. Why?

I don't know. Just in case.

- He can come when he likes. - Sure. That's why.

So?

If you're telling me this,

I wouldn't be happy if he showed up here.

So you called to tell me this?

Do you think...

Do you think I'm attractive?

Yes, very.

You always were to me.

Why didn't anything happen between us?

I'm not sure.

I think that was more your fault than mine.

Why?

Because you never paid me much attention.

Or am I wrong?

Because you don't understand us.

Sure.

Now the second course.

I'm going to see how it is.

This is cold.

- Well, he made it a while ago. - A bit of a disaster.

When were you in Mazarelos in that restaurant?

- Next to the Faculty of Philosophy. - When? Who with?

Alone, eating.

- Are you jealous? - No.

Here you go, jealous boy.

Take it to your brother, who wants a clean plate.

Alone when?

Alone when?

- Alone when what? - When were you in Mazarelos?

- Are you serious? - Just asking.

I've been...

when there was no food at home.

I went there.

- Okay. - Can you help me here?

Come on, thanks.

Do you want anything else?

You've only brought 2 omelettes.

You only ordered 2.

2 stews, 5 meat dishes and the scrambled eggs.

Have you understood?

- María can't come at all? - She's in bed with flu.

She's always ill when we need her most.

I guess things aren't great with you and your husband.

We're fine.

Why did you call me?

Because...

Because I wanted to see you, I dream about you.

And because...

Every time something happened to you,

you used to tell me.

When was the last time you made love?

A long time ago.

You don't know anymore?

I suppose I do. I hope so.

How did I do it in your dreams?

- Bad? - I don't remember.

You only remember it was dirty.

No, fine.

And you?

If it were up to my husband,

every day. But I hardly ever feel like it.

- What a guy. - They're all like that.

Except you. You're apathetic.

Bloody hell.

Maybe I'm apathetic. I don't feel like it.

I can't find anyone...

...I like.

Going out at night, getting drunk,

I just can't be bothered.

And no one wants to get involved with a street musician.

People might give me some coins

but to think about fucking, no chance.

You're the only person who has erotic dreams

about a street musician.

- I didn't imagine you with a guitar. - Fortunately not.

- What are you thinking about? - How handsome you are.

Thanks.

Even though you're bald.

Ah, hello.

Hi, Laura, how are you?

I've opened the wine, the salad's on the table,

the grill's on

and the meat's ready to go.

What?

What do you mean "don't put it on"?

- What's wrong? - The fish has come apart...

The fish has come apart removing the salt.

Don't worry.

- He's sorting it out. - The chicken will be fine.

- No, no, the fish is great. - Everything will be fine.

- We can call for a pizza. - No, no, no.

- We should have gone to a restaurant. - No.

I don't know if he cooks every day,

if you usually cook or he does.

Juan, please.

- Are you joking? - I'm not. This is fucking crap.

This will be delicious.

You're not joking?

This is what we are going to do. No, wait. Laura, listen to me.

Think about it a second.

Stay tonight,

don't tell me you're going to leave.

Laura, please, don't go.

Laura, close your eyes.

Visualize me.

Well, think.

No, I'm not angry.

No, I'm not angry, I just don't know what to think.

Stuff everything.

Think whether you want to stay tonight.

We'll sort things out.

You can stay in a hotel,

my house or...

...I'll ask you to marry me. But you're staying tonight.

You stay tonight and I'll cook you a fantastic dinner.

Then we'll see what we do with our lives.

Hey...

To Laura!

Great!

- Thanks a lot, see you later. - Bye.

Bye.

We need someone to help us.

- Yes. - Are you angry?

No, tired.

Me too.

Happy to see me?

Yes, but you puzzle me.

As always.

You really puzzle me.

Why?

Because you were always the woman of my life.

You were always the woman of my life, but...

I haven't heard from you in so long.

Long enough to have no idea

what's happening now.

And I don't know what's happening.

- Here? - Yes. 8.

You need to ring 3 times.

- These artists... - Yes?

- Hey, Jorge, it's Tuto. - How are you? Come on up.

Paint whatever you like there.

It's for a mate's birthday.

Sit down. Be careful, this splashes.

Don't worry.

I don't think we'll be wearing these clothes again.

Where's she gone?

- Ana? - You met each other today?

And Marta?

- What about Marta? - Are you still with Marta?

Yes.

- Are you stupid? - It's a fling.

I don't care, you're my brother first.

Don't say anything because I haven't mentioned Marta yet.

Careful, there's a fishbone.

Hope we won't have to go to the hospital.

Kisses. Bye.

Sorry.

This must be delicious.

Pick up the phone, faggot,

pick it up.

- Yes? - Very funny.

How nice.

I'm having an audition for an orchestra.

An audition for an orchestra? What for?

Singing.

What?

I don't know what's going to happen with this.

- With what? - With this house.

In what way? I don't understand you.

I'm going to this audition, if they take me,

I don't know how long I'll be away.

How come you're going to an audition for a band?

- Mar, don't get angry. - Don't get angry?

Nonsense.

It's just a joke message.

Everyone's got them.

I don't think it's appropriate for a teacher.

What?

I don't think your ring tone...

...is right.

For a teacher.

For a teacher?

It's a friend of mine who recorded it.

I was telling Victor that

if I put that, they'd fire me from work.

- Yes, I have to change it. - You do indeed.

It doesn't seem that bad to me, it's a job like any other.

No it isn't.

Dad wouldn't like it.

But mom loved to dance.

But dad wouldn't like it at all.

But dad's not here.

What do you want exactly?

I want...

You want more salad?

Then I want

to add this to the salad.

Do you want me to go?

No, why?

Did I do something to you?

- You just fucked up the salad. - You didn't want it.

Yes, but you didn't have to fuck it up.

Is this for a birthday present?

For a mate. Lucas, maybe you know him.

Hello,

I'd like...

a home delivery, please.

- So, sport's very tough? - Sport?

- Aren't you a PE teacher? - Yes, sure.

It's tough.

You're in great shape.

- Can I help you? - No, leave it there.

Sorry if what I said about the food upset you.

No.

It was a disaster.

But you didn't make it, did you?

We both made it.

The truth is, I'm still a bit hungry.

Ok.

I don't want to be a nuisance, Victor.

- No, ok. - Come on. If I can't tell you...

- It's alright. - If I can't tell you what I think...

Brothers. Always the same.

You don't have to be like that.

You don't have to be like that, I don't get it.

Ok, sorry.

I don't see the fucking joke.

- I don't know why I'm laughing. - I don't see anything funny.

Sorry.

It's the wine.

Yes, it must be the wine.

I get the giggles.

Have you choked on something? Lift up your ears.

It'll clear your throat.

Is this a joke?

If you lift up your ears

it opens your throat.

You're very funny.

It may sound stupid but it's true.

- If you lift up your ears. - I don't think it's that funny.

It's the wine which is making me laugh.

He has the same problem. It makes him cough more.

My mother told me, "lift up your ears

because it unblocks everything".

Is there anything wrong?

No, damn it.

We don't need to argue now.

- Argue about what? - Who got angry in the kitchen?

Well, angry. Let's forget it.

- Let's forget it now. - Eh?

Now we're going to forget it?

Victor, always the same.

I got angry because you were talking shit.

- You were talking shit, and you know. - I was talking shit?

- I was talking shit? - Yes, you were.

Can you give me a kiss?

Well, give me a cigarette.

Damn it, Sol.

- Yes? - Why don't you want to kiss me?

It's not that I don't want to.

Would you find it that hard?

That's what I don't know.

I don't know how hard it will be for me.

Well, then.

- Do you want a fruit salad? - No. Fuck.

What's this all about?

Don't you want a fruit salad?

I've made it for you.

I'm not hungry.

- I'm not comfortable. - Why?

Because I'm not.

I am.

- Have I missed something? - No, nothing, it's private.

Don't cry.

What bothers you is the truth, as always.

Come on, let's eat.

- What bothers me is your bullying. - I've been bullying you?

Yes, and you've been picking on Sergio.

What bothers you is that?

- Yes. - Was he having a go at me?

That really bothers me, cause you show no respect.

And haven't you been disrespectful to me?

When?

With your fucking attitude, this meal...

What fucking attitude? I made this meal specially for you.

What's your problem?

Is it the cold food? The food's shit?

Tell me what the fuck's wrong.

Let's talk.

- You want to talk? Come. - No. Let's talk here.

- No, just you and me. - If you want, we can go.

Ok. Just you and me. I've had enough of this shit.

- What's bothering you? - And you?

- I'm not comfortable. - Why?

What are you thinking about?

Maybe you're not wrong.

What?

I'm not wrong, I smell things.

What do you smell? Tell me what you smell.

Show me the other room.

There is no other room.

There's only one room,

any problem?

I'm a hairdresser.

Sorry, I'm very nervous.

Any problem, Juan?

There's only one room. Ok?

How can you do this?

What? Are you going to stop loving me?

- How will you tell mom and dad? - I don't have to tell them.

How can you think you don't have to tell them?

It's not that important, why does it matter?

- I feel ashamed. - Juan, don't.

And you should have told me.

- How have things changed? - What's changed?

You're fooling me.

I'm not fooling you.

You shouldn't fool your brother or your parents.

This is how things are. Are you going to stop loving me?

I'm telling this so you listen.

I feel lonely.

It seems quite normal to me.

Maybe it seems strange to you,

or I seem strange, but...

if I'm alone all day,

then it's quite normal for me to behave like this.

Because I'm bored.

That's it.

Sorry, Sol.

I didn't want you to feel bad.

I'm really sorry.

I thought you were making fun of me.

And we haven't seen each other for so long.

Here, a present,

it's the latest in brooches.

Is it the crab of peace?

Poor things, they were alive only a moment ago.

Like you.

I'm sorry, this is who I am.

I've spent years not knowing

how the hell to tell you, this is who I am.

This is who I am.

Are they crying?

If I find out

that my little brother

has been fooling me all my life. I'd be just as angry.

- How long have you known? - Don't talk rubbish.

What do you mean how long have I known?

All along, idiot.

I don't understand it,

I don't know what we've done wrong.

What did you do wrong?

Can you hear yourself? I'm your brother, damn it.

What a soap opera, alright, he's a fag.

Shall we tell them.

What's that bitch I brought saying?

How could I bring her along?

Juan, I swear I'd kill you right now.

- I'd kill you right now, I swear it. - You'd kill me?

I feel like kicking the shit out of you.

Why? Because I tell the truth?

That's what bothers you, I tell the truth,

while you live in your world of lies. Someone tells you the truth

- and you kick the shit out of him. - What truth?

- That's your problem. - What truth?

What I'm telling you, that's the truth.

What's the truth? What are you talking about?

What's the truth and what's not?

- What truth? - That's what I'm telling you...

...you like living a lie, so live a lie.

What lie? It's my fucking life, asshole!

My fucking life, it's my life!

It's my life!

Fuck! What an image!

What's wrong?

A life of suffering this one. Thanks.

Like Noah said, now wait for it to dry.

Look, I'm sorry.

You know what I mean? I'm sorry.

I don't like my brother living with you.

- I like to speak my mind. - Me too.

- If you don't want to hear the truth. - No, please, speak your mind.

I can act all innocent.

One moment, damn it.

Look, Ana, sorry...

Since you've got me involved in this,

I'm going to say what I think. You seem a bit rude.

I like your brother

and his boyfriend... his husband.

I don't dislike him either.

You don't like him because you haven't bothered getting to know him

I'm just saying I don't like this.

Well if you don't like it, get the fuck out of here.

Fine, I'll fuck off and you stay here in your fucking house.

But he's your brother, damn it.

Are my hands cold?

Sol, please.

You're so sad.

Oh, God.

You know what I'd have given for this 10 years ago?

You'd have had more energy in you.

I'm sorry if you don't like

the way I see things, but it's too late to change now.

I'm not asking you to change, it's not for me to do so,

or disagree with what you think or how you feel.

I'm just saying today is an important day for him

and even though he's a man, I love him

and I'll look after him

as if I were his brother.

Did you know my son had a nightmare last night?

He dreamt that a dinosaur ate him.

- I should go now, shouldn't I? - Yes.

Ok, bye.

Good luck.

Let's finish the meal, ok?

- I've gotta go or I'll miss the plane. - Come on.

- And call mom. - Ok.

- Call her. - Yes, I will.

- You don't want me to go with you? - No.

- Sure? - Sure.

- Bye, Victor. - Bye, have a good trip.

Well, then...

- What? - There's your food.

Chinese food.

Well done. Keep on smoking.

Shut up, you sound just like your mom.

Actually you can't smoke here.

Or anywhere. I'm fed up with not being allowed to smoke.

- You're the boss. - If you can't smoke in the office...

This place won't take 50 of us.

- Happy birthday. - Just what we needed!

Hi there, Ara!

- Nachete. - What's up?

Happy birthday!

- Have you come alone? - Yes, alone. Don't ask me.

In a hurry to start partying?

Happy Birthday.

You guessed it's a CD, right?

Jesus Christ!

I haven't got equipment big enough to play it with.

Just what the porn actor Nacho Vidal said.

If at least I was jinxed,

I could pass on my bad luck.

But that's never the case,

I always end up the schmuck.

I had a last-minute meeting with Pepe, the head of department.

- I've only just arrived. - How are you?

- Great, this place is lovely. - You like it?

Yes.

This is today's tasting menu, and the ordinary menu is on the back.

- What matters is that you feel good. - I feel good if you let me do things.

You can't feel good unless you believe in what we're doing.

- I do feel all right. - The day you're in charge,

you can do what you fucking want, and choose the songs yourself,

whatever you want,

the "rolling-stone" noise, whatever you fucking want.

If you relied on me a little more.

I'm leaving this bloody business soon.

You think I like spending every day on the road,

come rain or come shine?

I'm too old for all that crap now.

Who you think I'm leaving the business to?

To you. And then you can do as you please.

But so far things have worked out fine.

Ok.

Fucking rock'n'roll and fucking bullshit...

It's the old people who pay us.

And they want to hear pasodobles, cumbias and dance music,

not noise.

We're always arguing about the same thing.

That girl's going to turn up, find us at each other's throats

and she'll tell us to fuck ourselves and walk away.

There she is.

- Hi. - Hi, how are you? Come on in.

- I'm Rosana Castro. - How are you?

- Was the place easy to find? - Yes.

Well come in, we're in the room at the end.

- Hello. - Hello.

- How are you? - Good.

- Hi, I'm Nito. - I'm Rosana.

- This is my son. - Nice to meet you.

You've caught us in the middle of supper.

- Don't worry. - We were going to have supper.

You look great.

Ages since you last said that.

- No. - Yes.

What's the matter, anything important?

No.

I may go back to Barcelona.

For a short period?

No, for good.

Have you sung in other bands?

No, never.

It's your first time? Why? You like music?

Yes, I love singing.

You love singing...

Mind if we start eating?

Nito loves Chinese food.

It's delicious. He only likes mom's food.

Well,

- we've got a mobile stage. - It's fashion.

When I started, we hardly had any equipment.

But now it's show business and expensive.

And Nito wants it to grow,

and all that nonsense.

He thinks money grows on trees.

What's up, my friend?

- Yes? - Vladi?

- My dear cousin... - What are you doing at home?

Come here, there are some lovely birds

and a great barbecue.

- Barbecue? - Delicious.

Look, you've got a problem, you never listen.

I'm making dinner.

Hey, that's my Vladi!

- Come on, join us! - I will.

I'll go later if I can, I promise,

but right now I'm fine here at home,

the night promises to be really lively.

- Gonna brush your teeth? - Ok.

Bye, love.

- Well then. - What?

- The crabs have been a great surprise. - Why?

What are we celebrating?

- That we're alive. - Oh, ok, very interesting.

I've been thinking about it all day long.

Why did you have a beer at 8 o'clock in the morning?

- What if we start living together? - In Barcelona?

No, wherever you want.

- But we're fine like this. - No.

Ok, I'm fine like this. And you aren't?

Victor, I love you,

I want to be with you,

but...

if you don't give me more, I won't...

- Please. - Thanks.

Next, we have the vegetable tempura and anchovy sauce.

I don't think drinking a beer for breakfast every morning

is the best example for your son.

Think about it because

I don't want to see you doing it again.

Teo, I wanna go and spend a few days...

in Lanzarote...

with Gael.

What?

Yes.

I don't know how to get to the games.

Let's see... menu.

No, you've just opened the calendar.

Look for it there.

- There it is, on the menu. - Ok.

You want to go with Gael to Lanzarote?

Yes.

You want to go with Gael to Lanzarote.

And when did you decide that?

This morning.

You get up this morning, have a beer

and decide you want to go to Lanzarote with my son

a week to think.

What is it you need to think about?

If I want to stay with you or not.

What's this you've brought me? Snakes?

My God.

We can put the music now.

Make yourself comfortable. You've learnt the lyrics?

Yes, that's really what I've come for.

Stand wherever you want, that'll do fine.

- Nito, can you turn on the music? - Yes.

- I'm very nervous. - Don't worry.

Walking along the seashore.

Feeling the sea breeze on my face.

Memories that stay fresh in my mind.

The land where I was born.

The land that I've always come back to.

Hi, Laura, it's me, Vladimir.

I'm laying the two plates on the table.

Now I'm filling your plate with pasta al dente

with a little spicy sauce, garlic and oregano.

I guess you're bound to arrive soon.

I'm waiting for you, give me a call.

My land, beside the sea.

- That's fine. Very good. - Very good.

- Thanks. - Wanna drink?

Yes, just a glass of water.

- Great, you've got a lovely voice. - Yes.

- Thanks. - Yes, it's lovely.

Accept me as I am,

and I'll stay with you.

Everything is better with you.

Different, yet so alike.

We're different, but it doesn't matter.

Eat slowly.

Keep on going.

Maybe some water.

Hey, Dad.

Oh, my God.

Hello?

We're at Noche de Gala's rehearsal room.

Bring an ambulance quickly.

And you've cooked me crabs as a going away meal?

I've cooked them... for Gael.

- For Gael? - Yes.

Gael wanted crabs for dinner?

He likes them.

Teo, I don't know what's the matter with me.

I'm not against you going off

for four days to Lanzarote or wherever.

What I don't understand

is why do so without telling me.

I'm telling you now.

I don't know, we can think about it.

I'm thinking about it on my own

and I'm telling you about it.

I've thought about it and so I'm telling you:

I want to go to Lanzarote with my son

to decide what I want to do with my marriage.

Because I'm not happy and I deserve to be happy

like anyone else.

- Are you happy with me? - I am.

Why?

Because I adore my son

and I like the life we lead.

We can find...

another place for you, to live with other people.

I don't want another place, I want to live with you.

I seem your lover.

There's nothing tying you down,

you're as free as a potato.

I want to be with you.

What are you afraid of?

- What am I afraid of? - Yes.

- You want me to tell you? - Yes.

Right now I live alone, but I don't feel lonely.

What I'm afraid, no, terrified of,

is of you moving in.

And then one day,

you'll leave.

And I'll be alone.

And I'll feel lonely.

I don't feel lonely right now, I lead a good life,

I have my life, I have a wonderful

woman.

- You know what I don't want? - What?

- To suffer. - And you don't care if I suffer.

Of course I care.

How will I tell my mother?

Calm down. Let's wait for the doctor to come.

How can I tell my mother?

What happened?

It's my father. His heart's not beating.

He's a heavy smoker and he had a lung problem.

Let's lie him down on the floor.

- What's his name? - José.

Dad. Come on.

- You know what this is? - What?

- This. - It's a crab.

- A dead animal. - Yes.

And you're dead?

Christ.

What's happened?

- What happened? - Calm down.

- Calm down. - Dad.

Oh, my God.

- This'll kill my mom. - Is your mother here?

She's at home.

If you want, we can go and check on her too.

We can't go because this is going to break her heart.

Well it's her you should be with right now.

Do you want me to go with you to talk to your mother?

What a scene.

They haven't even noticed.

They may have been surprised at first, seeing you and me together,

but now they couldn't care less.

They've realized we're not father and daughter.

Really... please...

- Can I take your plates? - Yes.

- Would you like a coffee? - Yes.

- Machine decaff. - Milk?

- No. With saccharine. - Ok.

Mind if I leave you alone with your coffee?

Mind giving me a kiss before you go?

Just go.

Hi, Laura.

If anything's happened, give me a call.

But I've been thinking,

maybe ours is an impossible story.

Anyway,

if you return to the world of the living,

give me a call and I'll pick you up. Meanwhile, I'm going out with friends.

Big kiss, bitch. Bye.

3, 2, 1,

0.

I'm very sorry.

You want to sing in the band?

We clean up tomorrow, ok?

- To Macedonia. - And Galicia.

To Macedonia and Galicia.

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