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"All that was directly experienced has become mere representation."

"All that was directly experienced

has become mere representation."

You added this quote to the press book.

Yes, I thought it summed up the spirit of the series very well.

We're all commodities, interests over emotions, lies...

No, no.

I can't stand people who quote books they've never read.

It's pedantic.

-Get rid of it. -Okay.

-They're downstairs. -Very well.

Shall I go with you?

Where? To the press conference?

Dressed like that?

I have enough already presenting the corporate mascot.

By the way, did the consumables order arrive?

-Yes, yesterday. -Good.

Fill up the empty candy jars.

Me?

No, her.

By flavor.

I have read the book, you moron.

NUCLEO DOMESTIC

"All that was directly experienced

has become mere representation."

This line by philosopher Guy Debord

I believe expresses very well what our series is about.

We're all commodities,

interests over emotions, lies...

Today you'll get an exclusive look

at the first footage of our series "Domestic",

a modern musical satire

with the backdrop of class struggle.

Nucleo's boldest venture this season.

You are going to be the first to see these images.

It's the first time we've shared them with the media.

Hello. Your attention, please.

Now, thank you very much.

I'm the maid...

and that man there got me pregnant.

He got me pregnant and tricked me, telling me he didn't love his wife.

But as he's afraid of losing his house, his money, his job...

the bastard asked that we pretend that it's a surrogate pregnancy,

because clearly he wanted to keep my child,

and kick me out on the fucking street.

And he put MDMA in the punch.

MD... what?

Bravo!

Bravo!

It's one of my wife's performances, she's wonderful.

And the shotgun shoots pellets.

Well, have a pellet then.

She has the shotgun, the shotgun.

You manipulated me, you play dirty and stay clean.

You haven't destroyed me.

You're nobody's victim.

I'm the only one to blame and I take responsibility.

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun, she has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

I looked for you and got in range. You took aim and hit me.

You're a circus hunter.

Don't say a word to me. Stay silent.

Now I'm armed. Now I'm armed.

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun. She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

I'm neither victim nor good.

It'd be no use to me.

I put on the chains.

You preferred it that way.

I won't hold you accountable.

Because now it's me.

The one with the shotgun.

Drop that shotgun!

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

RAGE SEASON 2

TINA

I say the same thing again and again.

In therapy, even if you think you're repeating yourself,

there's always a nuance or a different emotion

that changes the experience.

That's it, with Marga and the girl, there was harmony in the air.

But it was a false calm, because as soon as Roberto came back,

it all got harder,

Marga changed, they both turned on me,

and when I managed to get out, I didn't even know who I was.

You had a delusional self-demand to aspire to more.

Yes.

Hi Marta.

You're doing well with your daughter, your roommate, your job...

And I was promoted to manager.

Good, you've buried that furious craving.

You were great yesterday, Cris.

Now you know who you are, Tina. And really, you're fine.

-Noa? -Yes.

In front of the cottage cheese, it sells better.

She has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun, she has the shotgun.

She has the shotgun.

A worker, a domestic,

falls in love with her boss, gets pregnant

and is blackmailed into giving up the baby and making it disappear.

Poor girl, I don't know why I find it so funny. Sorry.

Please, be very careful.

It's not a lamp.

It's part of the installation.

Tina?

I wasn't expecting you here.

I'm going to live here for ten days.

It's an installation, but I'm blending it with performance art.

I was shaken by what the three of us went through, Tina.

But look, I'm creating again.

Now I can talk to the experience.

I'm glad you dared to come see me.

-How's the little girl? -She's fine, thanks.

I only came to ask you if you have news of Roberto.

-Where he lives, what he's doing... -No, I don't know anything.

But I'm not even the least bit curious.

-And you should do the same, Tina. -No, I want nothing to do with him.

I just need to know if he's working in TV.

Maybe, he doesn't know how to do anything else.

Oh, television is...

An inhumane fishbowl, Tina.

Feel like a drink? I have a minibar.

I can't. I have to go back to work. Good luck with your exhibition.

No, no, it's not an exhibition.

It's a public retreat.

Nothing is private anymore, Tina. Everything is a show. Everything.

No, not everything. Not me.

Are you sure you don't know anything, Marga?

They're making a series, images have come out. It was your house.

An agency has that house. I haven't lived there since you left.

Well.

-You might be right, Tina. -What?

Roberto may have gone back to TV.

Vera ran into him a few months ago.

He's involved with the head of a streaming platform.

Nucleo?

Hello, good morning. I've come to see Raquel.

-Which Raquel? -Raquel something, the series lady.

Do you have an appointment?

-Yes. -No.

I need to see her to tell her something very important.

I'm sorry, but I can't allow access without an appointment.

No?

No.

Right then.

Hey! Hey!

Victor, help!

Victor! Shit, Victor!

One second, please.

It's one second, I'll be right down, Victor.

Fuck.

Finally, some excitement. I was about to die of boredom asking for IDs.

Let go of me, I'm going, okay?

-You should be ashamed of yourselves. -Get the hell out, you lunatic.

Tell me, Tina.

Toni, can you pick up the girl from daycare?

I'm not going to make it.

Toni?

Yeah, okay, I'll go. Relax, I'll go.

I have to go pick up the girl from daycare.

You have a daughter?

Me? She's my roommate's. Are you high or what?

Hello.

Sorry, do I know you?

No. Actually, no.

-Do you mind? -I'm working, as you see.

I saw you on the news yesterday presenting that new series...

-What's it called? -"Domestic".

"Domestic," exactly.

I can't wait to watch it.

It's a really original idea. And a musical too.

Not many musical series have been made.

No.

I'm fascinated that it's based on a true story too.

I never said it was based on a true story.

Sure. But it's a true story, isn't it?

I don't know. What do you think?

Who brought you the idea?

As you'll understand, I've no reason to tell you.

Right, right, no. Sometimes we viewers

are too keen to know...

But sure, a case like this...

It's you, isn't it?

Me what?

It's you, I knew it, I can't believe it. The nutcase.

The one who shot at the guests at Roberto's house.

It's disappointing, a woman calling another a nutcase

for defending herself against a guy's abuse.

Don't ever fucking come near me again.

You got that, right?

Yes, you got it.

Alma, honey.

-Hi, Mom. -Hi.

Having afternoon snack?

I'll call you, okay?

You don't have my number.

What are you doing?

Making dinner.

You used to bring them on weekends, but today's Wednesday, right?

Are you kidding?

The image of getting home, seeing Alma watching cartoons

and you hyperventilating in the background... I don't know.

To start, by the time you arrived with the girl, he was meant to be gone.

But you called me to go pick her up, so I put my plans on hold.

Forget it, you're right.

I'm not trying to be a role model for your daughter.

We talked about this when you moved in.

I won't stop living my life behind my bedroom door, okay?

I have a whole catalog of childhood traumas.

But I assure you, none were about

discovering that adults have sex.

Toni, forgive me, really, I'm really pissed off.

What's wrong?

They're making a series exactly about my thing at Marga's house.

-It must be a coincidence, right? -What coincidence, Toni?

I saw it, it was that house, it was my robe.

Your robe?

You don't have to be a genius to figure out who's behind it,

getting rich at my expense

while I work my butt off at a supermarket.

Careful, Tina, we like the supermarket,

-We like the supermarket, we do. -We like it. I'm the manager.

-Do you want lentils? -For dinner?

Come on...

Connection with the C-Suite in five minutes. Blue Room.

Raquel! Raquel!

Raquel!

Didn't you hear it?

Connection with the C-Suite in five. Let's go.

Good afternoon.

I understand we're with the Content Department.

I saw this morning there was a huge snowfall in Berlin.

Erika.

We're implementing in all regions

an analysis system for procedures that we've named

the Truth Committee.

It works like this: any member of a team

can report incidents and provide feedback

on others, regardless of their position.

We'll hold these committee meetings every fortnight,

but we'll also open an online discussion thread

so that you can submit reports at any time.

-Questions? -No.

Well, it's all clear then.

Actually, I have a question.

Erika, when you say "regardless of position,"

do you mean we can report on a superior, for example?

Not only can you. You must do so, Elisa.

Okay.

Any more questions?

I must go now. I need to connect with Toronto.

Raquel, why did you mention the snow in Berlin?

It must be Berlin if headquarters is in Germany.

It is in Germany, isn't it?

Maybe.

Well, I'm off. I have a ton of emails.

-Shall I go down with you? -Yes.

Our department is very close-knit.

-We tell each other things, right? -Yes, of course. Yes.

We'll see how this goes, right?

Are you coming? Going?

Going.

-Why? Do you need me? -No, no, relax.

Raquel, don't worry about the Truth Committee.

These protocols end up collapsing under their own weight, you know.

Germans.

A question.

I understand that in these committees we can also report

on our subordinates, right?

We already do that.

Oh, okay. So it'd only be appropriate if aimed at a superior.

I mean, in my case, me reporting on you.

Raquel, get some rest.

You too.

My character is a top executive tired of his married life...

It may seem harsh, but I think it conveys hope.

It's always a good time for hope, isn't it?

Can we ask you about Leo III?

How does a 90s icon feel about his girlfriend outshining him

when he's practically retired?

Walk on it, it's fine.

NUCLEO MODULE 2

-What? -What about what?

I must've looked like an idiot talking crap, huh?

-No. -No, sure.

Honey, we knew what this was.

-You looked good. -Come on, don't lie to me.

-Yeah, fuck. -Don't lie.

-You left during my interview, so... -I wanted a smoke.

Honey, you can't fool me, tell me the truth.

Tell me the truth.

-Tell me the truth. -Okay.

You spent the whole interview spouting nonsense.

But we knew what this was all about, right?

Jerk.

Adri.

What do you mean, no?

I don't give a fuck. You're shitting me, man.

I'm not doing it.

Adri, I'm hanging up. I'm... Fuck you.

Shit!

What?

I'm going to tell the band to go fuck off.

Why?

I've fucking had it with them.

All they think about is money.

But what about the album?

I'm making it because I want to, not because I need to.

Yes, but you know it's tough at first, it's tricky.

You may change your mind tomorrow.

Let's hit the town. To celebrate your success.

Eh? Yeah?

-No, I have to work. Come on. -Hey!

Success has the lifespan of a fly.

If you can't celebrate it when it comes, your success...

flies off with someone else.

Babe, I have to study. Come on!

No, no! Put down the script! Give me the script! Leo!

You're gonna rip it!

Fuck, you're all loopy about that fucking show!

What are you saying?

-Leo. -You know what?

Maybe I'm tired of you too.

No, Leo, I'll get dressed and come with you, Leo.

I'll go with you! Wait, Leo! Leo, please!

Don't go! Leo, no!

Fuck!

Your hair's different, eh?

What?

No, not as far as I know.

You look flustered.

It moves me to see you like that.

What's wrong? Is it because of what you have to tell me?

It's back, isn't it?

You shouldn't have stopped the chemo. I explained that to you.

-Hey, relax, it's not your fault. -No, of course it's not my fault.

That's what I just said, it's not your fault.

You're right. It's not the hair.

You've gained some weight. Could that be it, doctor?

Patricia, are you aware of the gravity of what I'm telling you?

Yes.

But I'm really taking care of myself now.

I saw you on that healer's show.

India Mendoza isn't a healer.

She's a "new healing" coach.

I don't get how they gave that woman her own TV show.

Well, she's very successful.

YOUR HEALING WITH INDIA

THERE IS BUT ONE TRUTH

REVOLUTION OF INFINITE HEALING

No. I'm not going to throw up.

No.

I'm just feeling a bit down.

But no. You go ahead with what you're doing.

Patricia, wait!

Wait!

Your experience, even your health

work the same way.

And you can win completely,

but to do that you have to be aware...

-What are you doing? -Nothing.

-I brought dinner. -Oh.

These fries aren't very nice.

When was your checkup?

Don't get mad, but I want to go alone.

Don't even think about it.

You haven't gone already?

Do you know why you look older than me?

Because of your personality, dear.

You're more bitter.

You've got nerve.

Answer me, did you go to the doctor?

Do you want to watch a series?

Mom, there's life outside the TV.

So, shall we get dolled up and go out for a drink?

Are you crazy?

Want to play Parcheesi?

Okay. Parcheesi it is.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, gotcha. There. Go home.

Dinner's here, Mom.

Coming!

Hi there.

-Card declined. -Oh, try this one.

-Okay. -All right?

Thanks a lot. See you later. Have a good one.

-Dinner time. -Hey, son.

I could've easily made an omelet.

Sure, sure.

But when you get home from work,

you don't have to do anything. So...

It's Japanese food.

Japanese food.

Chema, we've never had this before, have we?

You'll see, you'll like it.

When I left the center, I worked with some Japanese guys.

Those bastards ate live eel.

Gross, Chema! I don't like that.

So what are you doing now?

What else? Study.

Can you let him talk for himself?

Or doesn't he know how?

Answer your brother.

What do you like to do apart from study?

Nobody likes that.

Well, I do.

But what I like most is drawing.

And a girlfriend? Got a girlfriend?

Or a boyfriend?

-Nobody knows these days. -Chema.

He's a kid.

So?

At his age I'd fucked half the neighborhood.

What about you?

What are your plans?

Stay here.

With the family.

Chillin'.

All together.

What's up?

Chema, some good shit just came in,

but you'd have to take it now.

Dude, does it have to be now? I'm here with my mother.

Didn't you want to make money?

Okay, right.

India's Skincare.

I invite you to healing self care with energy.

Day and night, activated with the full moon.

With Bach flower and tepezcohuite.

India's Skincare, Special Edition.

With only you in mind.

Walk on it, don't worry.

Yes, honey.

-Mom, tell him where you hid it. -Motherfuckers!

Alejandro, lock yourself in your room and don't come out.

I'm coming right now.

That shit's not mine, they'll kill me!

Mom says she's on her way. I'll kill you both.

-Ale! -Shit!

Alejandro!

Patricia, wait!

Come on, open up!

-Chema, honey. -Not another fucking step.

-Chema, please. -Where the fuck is it?

I just don't want you to get in trouble.

-You want me to get killed. -No.

That's what you want.

-What if I kill you both? -Chema!

Chema!

I'm begging you, Chema.

Mom.

-Mom, tell him. -Shut up, you fag!

Where the fuck is it?

Where the fuck is it?

In the kitchen.

Then go get it. Or I'll kill him.

Let your brother go, Chema.

Go get it.

Chema.

Get off.

You're disgusting.

I'll kill you if you mess with my business again.

Leo?

Forgive me.

Leo, you don't have to apologize to me, love.

-Forgive me, honey. -No, come on.

Lie down, come on.

I'm sorry, forgive me.

-I'm no good for anything. -What are you talking about?

You're a genius, Leo.

I'm a piece of shit.

Honey, I won't be able to do this show without you, eh?

What are you saying, honey?

-No one wants someone like me. -I do, I need you.

And I need you to help me.

I want you to come with me to the shoot.

I won't abandon you.

I won't do it.

Are you enjoying this?

Fluffy.

I didn't tell you yesterday, but a girl approached me at lunch.

She said she'd seen me at the presentation of the series

and bombarded me with questions:

when it was coming out, if it was based on real events...

She even asked me the name of the producer.

The fans, who give us success,

usually have a certain degree of psychopathy.

They follow us, get obsessed with us...

We live from the obsession of others.

But she wasn't a fan.

Bastard! Motherfucker!

-You fucking bitch! -Motherfucker!

Ale!

Ale!

Charo!

Charo!

Tell me, what's wrong, Rosa?

Chema dragged his brother onto the street, practically flying.

They were screaming so loud it scared me.

When I got to the landing, I saw...

He was in bad shape. Like he'd taken something.

Who was in bad shape? Chema?

No. Alex, the younger one.

-Chema was dragging him. -Rosa, how long ago was this?

-About half an hour. -No. I think it was longer.

Half an hour.

Ah, she's already gone.

Look at him, the fag.

You can't even take half a pill, man.

Motherfucker... You're a wimp, man. You can't handle shit.

What are you doing? You're going to pass out.

Mom's made you a pussy.

Mom?

What?

What are you doing, you fucking lunatic?

Chema!

Chema!

Chema!