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A NETFLIX SERIES

What are you doing?

I thought it was a bug.

-There was nothing there. -What was it?

I don't know what it was.

Wanna have breakfast?

Okay. Do you have madeleines?

-No. -Anything sweet?

No, sorry. Is whole grain oatmeal okay?

Hard-boiled eggs?

Or a kiwi?

It's okay. Juice is fine. Thanks.

-I can make a turkey sandwich. -No, it's fine.

-Cigarette? -I don't smoke.

-Do you mind? -No.

-Well... -You do mind.

-You can use the balcony. -It's fine.

Well...

we fucked.

Yes, we fucked.

-It wasn't that bad, was it? -No.

-No. -Okay.

It was okay.

You enjoyed it.

Me? It was okay.

-Just okay? -Yeah, okay.

You screamed when you came, especially the last time.

I had a cramp in my calf.

So, that's the reason?

It hurt like hell. It went all the way up here.

Sounded like screams of pleasure.

Well, a little. Yes.

It was mainly my calf. It...

You had more fun than me.

Me? No way.

Come on.

Remember what you said while we...

I always do.

All that stuff about...

"You're fucking me so good."

"Nobody's ever fucked me like that."

Well, in the heat of the moment,

you end up saying things like...

Dirty things.

-But that many? -It wasn't that many.

-You wouldn't stop. -You either.

I didn't want it to become a monologue of yours.

-Shower? -Yes.

Over there.

The bar better be on fire right now.

-He's here! -Who?

Bruno. The nerd from last night. He's in the shower.

At least he's clean. Sometimes Lolo...

We fucked, Vero.

A lot. We started in the bar and were at it all night.

What's the problem?

I hate him.

POLICE STATION

ANSWER

Hey!

Yes.

Joke! I'm not here.

Leave your message after the beep, thanks.

Albert, you won't believe it.

You insulted each other, then spent the night together?

One thing led to another.

It was amazing. Vero, it was...

-What was? -The sex.

It was incredible. I wasn't really in the mood.

I wasn't really in the mood.

I thought he was interesting, but...

I thought he was hot...

I didn't think he was hot.

He annoyed me.

I wanted to prove no matter how much he hates me, he'd still drop his pants.

I wanted to prove he doesn't affect me.

I wanted him to swallow his insufferable superiority.

I wanted to insult him.

Humiliate him.

Be clear it wouldn't happen again.

Get up and leave without saying goodbye.

Honestly, Álex,

I try, but sometimes I don't understand you gays.

Seriously, the sex was...

The best sex of my life.

We came together.

In such perfect synchronization, better than Gemma Mengual.

Who would've thought

sex with someone you hate is better than sex with someone you love?

Véronica, I'm ready to talk.

I have to go.

All good with Patri?

-She called me "Verónica." -Dang.

Okay, tell me later. I love you.

-Yes, love you too. -Bye.

I made tea.

Thanks.

What's all this?

I thought a lot about last night.

THE BEST EXERCISES FOR COUPLES IN CRISIS

-You're joking. -You think it's a bad idea?

We are not in crisis.

Listen, "It's common that one partner

initially denies a serious crisis."

We had a misunderstanding, it's not the first.

"That person will often attribute quarrels to irrelevant issues

and refuse to delve into them."

Please stop.

It's important we find out why you behaved like that about the job.

No.

Forget it. I called last night, said I wasn't going.

What?

But you wanted to go and treated me like shit by hiding it.

I already apologized.

Okay, great. No problem.

Like it never happened. Yay!

-Okay. -Nothing happened?

Okay.

-What do we do? -Great.

"Exercise one."

"Look at your partner lovingly."

"This simple exercise will help you reconnect."

"Look straight into each other's eyes

and try to strengthen the feeling you had at the beginning."

Are you ready? Okay.

I love you.

Fuck. That's not how it works.

-Sorry. -You have to be serious.

I love you, too, but it's so unnatural, Patri.

Okay.

Can we try another one, please?

"Exercise two."

"Write down five good and five bad things about each other."

Is this one okay?

-Super. -Yeah.

-Your apartment is nice. -Thanks.

Small, but it's for one person.

It's ideal for one person.

Well, I should...

I'd better get going.

Stay.

-What? -I mean...

I can go to the store and get

madeleines or biscuits or pain au chocolat, whatever,

so you can eat.

Then we can go back to bed,

turn off our cell phones, stay there all day.

I know no one says this after a first date, and you probably

want to get of here, but I don't care.

I'm sick of playing games. I want to be honest with you.

I'd be happy if you stayed.

I should probably go.

Sure.

You...

I guess you're busy today?

Yeah, I suppose.

Why?

No reason, just curious.

You have plans?

Me?

I have friends visiting from New York,

and we talked about getting brunch.

And then... Why are you asking?

No. No reason.

When are you meeting?

There are no plans. I mean, no fixed plans.

I'm not in a rush.

I mean, I can see them later.

They went out last night, probably hungover.

If you want, we could

eat and then go to the Italian Neorealism Expo

at the Contemporary Culture Center.

When are you meeting?

There are no fixed plans. I'm not in a rush.

Cool.

I should probably go.

It's up to you.

-Do you want me to go? -If you have to.

We're at your place.

So I'm not the one who has to leave.

Wow. Message received.

-I'm not kicking you out. -You didn't ask me to stay either.

-You didn't say you wanted to. -You didn't ask.

I didn't say I wanted you to.

-Should I go? -Your choice.

-I'm going. -Go.

-Okay. -Fine.

Well,

see you soon.

Thank you for the invitation.

This wasn't a great start.

-No. -No, but...

-It's like that movie, right? -Which one?

One where the main characters fight the whole movie

and at the end, they hook up.

That's the plot of half of the movies in the world.

Bringing Up Baby? Maybe?

By Howard Hawks?

With Cary Grant, Katharine Hepburn.

He's an intelligent paleontologist. She's an annoying brat.

I saw it when I was a kid. I loved the lion.

-A leopard. -Whatever.

To calm him, they sang that song. What was it?

-That's it. -Yes.

Did you know it was mistranslated in Spanish?

-No. -Yes.

The original says,

"I can't give you anything but love."

But they dubbed it as...

"I can give you anything but love."

Exactly.

In the end, she gives it.

What?

Love.

Yes. A happy ending.

But a bad idea.

People like happy endings.

Even though they're a lie?

I should go.

-Got everything? -Yes.

Bye.

Bye.

These are fritters.

They're floured. Just dip them in egg and fry them.

Use olive oil.

-I don't eat fried food. -I've got hake.

You can freeze them. But I'd cook them tonight. They're fresh.

-We're not eating together? -I'm meeting Ramiro.

YOUR ASS LOOKS GREAT IN THOSE JEANS

With who?

Your father's friend in the merchant navy, remember?

-He came to dinner the other day. -Yes.

It looks like his boat will be fixed soon. He wants to enjoy his last few days here.

WHEN I SEE THAT LITTLE ASS, OMG

I think he wants to make amends for vanishing all this time.

Right.

WE'LL HAVE TO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT

I need you to come to my place and help me get the nativity out.

It's almost the 25th, and I haven't even hung the tinsel.

My house looks sadder than a notary's office.

Can you fit all that in?

What?

-In the fridge. Is there room? -Yes.

I've put a whole hake in. There's enough for two.

What did he say?

To me? Nothing.

I'm the last to know about anything.

But he's crazy about you.

"Generous. Fun."

"Confident."

Is she your girlfriend or a maxi pad with wings?

They're nice and all true.

If you gave me this list, I'd throw it back in your face.

"Tenacious."

It's unbelievable.

There are loads of nice things to say about Patri and you got "tenacious"?

But she is!

Know what else she'll be at this rate?

Single.

What should I do? This is what she wanted.

She didn't ask for five crap adjectives anyone could come up with.

I don't know.

Think about what Patri has that makes her special to you.

Remember what made you fall in love with her.

Develop it a little. You're not on Password.

Go, you're distracting me. I'll end up with wonky lips

like Cobi, the Olympic dog. Go.

-Fine. -Close the door.

Listen up, everyone. Stop what you're doing.

A very special surprise has arrived from the North Pole.

Gather around, please. Come with me.

Yes, you heard right.

From the farthest reaches of Lapland,

we're being visited today by none other than...

Here we go.

What happened?

-What? -That.

Nothing, I bumped it.

Did you get that drunk?

Aren't you wearing Santa's hat?

No, take it.

You can stop the music.

As you know, for me, Sunyer Architects

is more than a business.

It's a successful, unstoppable, international project.

Above all, it's one big family.

One big family.

ÁLEX 2 GYMS

That's why this time of year is so dear to me. Anything's possible.

SORRY IF I WENT TOO FAR

DINNER AT MY HOUSE?

I'LL LET YOU KNOW.

ÁLEX 2 GYMS

BRUNO THE SNOB ÁLEX 2 GYMS

HEY

That's why I'm happy to announce that your wishes will come true this year.

Albert, he's texting me. What do I do?

Albert!

BRUNO THE SNOB HEY

ÁLEX 2 GYMS HEY

The bad news is that I can't solve your family or relationship problems.

I can't work miracles either.

We'll increase your annual bonus by 10%.

We've also improved the hampers.

You can pick them up here at the holiday party next week.

And most importantly,

the Secret Santa,

organized by my son-in-law, who's done it for the last ten years.

Let's hope he does as good a job as usual.

Back to work. Back to your desks. Party's over.

-Thanks, Lis. -Great.

Is he playing hard to get? I doubt it. He was texting me earlier.

Maybe he's embarrassed. Should I text him?

Or should I wait?

Have you seen any pens?

I know. I'll send him a message promoting the bar,

then say, "Sorry, wrong number."

You're going round in circles.

If you want to see him again, then pick up the phone and tell him.

Are you mad? I don't even know if he likes me.

How many guys have messaged you on Grindr today alone?

What does that matter?

You're so used to being chased,

you hate making the first move,

especially with him.

That's not true.

Is it him?

It's clear if he hasn't talked to me, he doesn't like me.

It's for the best. Because we are really different.

He's pedantic. He's a snob.

We argue all the time. He's the wrong guy for me.

You have a customer.

Hello, what can I get you?

A beer, please.

-How long has he been there? -At least an hour.

Albert, you okay?

Should I tell Sunyer?

-No. -We should call 911, right?

-Might be a heart attack. -Or a stroke. It's common at his age.

No, don't call anyone.

If we wait, there could be side effects.

-Open the door or I'll kick it down. -Go away!

We've ruled out a stroke. Good.

Okay, enough. Out.

Go and close the door. Don't tell anyone.

-Okay. -Okay.

Albert, it's just you and me.

Know what being young means?

Jesus.

Knowing when the party starts but not when it ends.

When you're young, endings aren't in your plans.

It's about firsts.

Everything is new.

And if it's over,

you know you can start again tomorrow.

You're coming down from MDMA.

Remember when we used to party?

Anything could happen back then.

Come out. We'll go and get some tryptophan.

-Let's go. -And when we danced?

All that mattered was the next drink.

The next hit.

The next look from a girl...

Nobody looks at me like that anymore.

Nobody will ever look at me like that again.

Nice bar, I've never been.

Thanks.

Are you from around here, sir?

I should say yes, but it'd be a lie.

Please don't call me "sir."

This place is...

a gay bar, right?

Isn't that why you came in?

No. It looks like a normal bar from the outside.

Sorry, I didn't mean you're not normal. I meant...

I was... The... Well...

I mean... You are...

A friend of Dorothy.

A friend of Dorothy.

-Isn't that what you say? -Not for years.

But, yes, I am a friend of Dorothy.

It's okay if you're not.

Everyone is welcome here.

-Do you like working here? -I hate working here.

I didn't want to work for my father-in-law. I wanted to paint.

To exhibit in Berlin and New York.

Live in an abandoned factory in Poblenou.

You don't have that, but you have other things.

-Oh, really? Like what? -What?

Your three children.

You'd trade them for three nights out?

What? Of course not.

You have Nuria. She loves you.

She puts up with your shit.

Does everything for you. Loads of things. You can't complain.

I'm not complaining.

Good. Nothing worse than reaching a certain age

and regretting the decisions you've made.

Or those you haven't. They're the worst.

Ever imagine your life if you'd made different choices?

It's never too late to change, is it?

Until it is.

Sometimes I feel like I missed all the trains.

When you're young, you always think there'll be another chance.

Nobody warns you. They just stop one day.

And if you didn't catch one,

sooner or later you end up stood on the platform alone.

Or worse, you're in a hurry, and you end up taking the wrong train.

Ever felt like that?

Hi.

Álex, honey, be a darling and help me with the speakers.

I just had a manicure.

Who's this sugar daddy?

Are you joining us for tea, honey?

-Be right there. -No.

Do what you need to. I won't bother you with my nonsense.

Have a nice day.

Hey. Come back anytime.

-No, wait. -What's going on in here?

Nothing. He feels better.

Albert!

Albert!

Albert! Do us a favor and come out, now!

What are you playing at?

I wasn't feeling good.

I don't care.

I talked to Nuria.

Why did she have to pick you up from the station?

Excuse me?

Didn't he tell you?

Your friend wasn't just drunk the other day.

He tested positive for ecstasy and marijuana.

He had a fight with some teenagers at Apolo.

On his way to the after party, he skipped a breathalyzer

and wrapped his car around a streetlight on the promenade!

Nuria is very upset.

It's not the first time.

You should go and find her right now and sort things out.

Or we'll have a problem.

-Got it? Go. -Yes.

-Don't you have work to do? -Sorry.

I knew the first time I saw you wouldn't be the last.

-Good evening. -Hi.

There would always be a next time

I'd open my eyes, and you'd be there.

-Here. -Thanks.

Shit, sorry.

Until then, I didn't think love was for me.

I'm sorry.

It was a fairy tale sold to us by straight people.

You know, all that romantic comedy stuff?

Boy meets girl.

Boy starts dating girl.

Girl introduces boy to her parents.

Boy and girl get married.

Boy and girl have a kid.

Then another.

And another.

Until they're trapped in a life they didn't choose,

they don't know how to escape.

Soon they look at each other and don't recognize each other.

Hi.

Hi.

Being with you has shown me love can be more than that.

I know it's not the list you asked for, but...

Are you scared we're the boy and girl in your letter?

We aren't.

But you're worried we might be.

Why haven't you told your parents about us?

-Why does that matter? -Tell me.

They're on the other side of the world. It doesn't matter.

You talk every day. Aren't you sick of pretending?

Is that it?

No. You don't get it.

It shows you're not being yourself.

Me either.

I don't know, all this, the apartment, the mortgage...

What's next?

-Don't you want us to be moms? -Yes, of course. I don't know.

I think I want everything I want, but I'm not sure why I want it.

You're not happy with me?

Shit, it's not that, Patri.

No, but it is. Something's going on. Tell me what's wrong.

-I don't know. -You do, but you don't want to say.

-I don't know. -You want to change something.

-Give up the apartment? -No.

We invested so much money!

-No. -What do you think you want?

I want to be myself!

I want to get out of the box we're in.

This heteropatriarchal monogamous couple cliché that we're supposed to be.

An open relationship?

I don't know.

Maybe.

Say something, please.

Write it here.

"Rule number one. We'll never lie to each other again."

Okay.

BRINGING UP BABY

ÁLEX 2 GYMS HEY

BRUNO THE SNOB ONE NEW MESSAGE