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Maria!

MARIA (AND EVERYBODY ELSE)

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance is on TV tonight. What if we watch it?

What time? Late?

No, at 10 pm. We could watch it while we have dinner.

If you're hungry.

What are you cooking for dinner tonight?

'Tuzuku zupuzu'?

You're so silly!

Actually, no. Tonight, we're having seitan stew.

- Yummy! - You'll like it.

Let's see.

Good. Now, some serum to clean the IV. Another 15 minutes and that's it.

Well, we're going to miss you, Antonio.

- Don't worry. I'll come over sometime. - I hope you will.

I'll be right back.

Dad? Are you OK? Anything wrong?

Huh?

But...

I left it on the table.

Yes, next to your dinner. The Urbal pill.

Yes. Check again.

Me? To Sofia's birthday. I told you yesterday.

Are you sure you're OK? I can go back if you want.

Really? OK, I gotta go now. Take some rest. Love you!

Speech! - Speech! Speech!

Come on, Sofia!

- Get married! - What?

OK, then.

Well...

Thank you all so much. I'm so happy!

I want to thank you all for coming.

And Alberto, for organizing this wonderful surprise party.

But what I really want to celebrate

is...

this year of love I shared with the man of my life.

Alright, then! Go fuck like crazy!

- Don't get scared. - Kiss, kiss, kiss!

Only because they're asking us to.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Now, the cake! - Let's go, then.

- Excuse me... - Here you go.

Thanks.

- Shall we? - Yes.

- Who are you texting? - No one.

- Javi, give it back! - No.

I'm off. I told my dad I'd be home soon.

You never go out anymore. You're staying and you're getting laid.

- How's your dad doing? - Fine. Well, this is the good week.

- That's great. - Hey!

- Now. - Now what?

- This will get you laid. - Javi...

- No, no, no... - You're such a brute!

Are you out of your mind? I'm not sending this! I'm not!

- Why not? - I'm not sending this.

- Do you want to get laid or not? - Yes, but I won't send this.

Now?

That's what you wrote, isn't it?

It was not to be taken literally, Dani.

'Your dick in my mouth'? Was it supposed to be a metaphor?

Come on, now. I love the way you do it.

- Hey, what is it? - I don't feel like it now.

- Hey... - What?

Come on.

I'm not saying that, Jorge. Only you should call him more often.

And tell him stuff. Whatever you want to tell him.

Alright, Jorge. It's not such a big deal.

Yes, OK...

Fine, he's fine.

We're waiting for the CT results, but everything seems fine.

I'll keep you informed, sure, but you could also call, couldn't you?

Alright.

Yes. How are you?

Oh, great.

Fine, I'm fine. You're coming for dad's birthday, right?

Jorge, I told you a month ago!

Well, welcome. Thank you all for coming.

Today, it is our pleasure to have Marta Viso with us.

She's the winner of this year's Critic's Eye Prize.

Uncertainty is the second novel our house publishes.

So her success makes us very happy.

Thanks.

Marta was born in Lugo, in 1990.

Sorry. She was born in Lugo and earned her degree in Spanish studies from USC,

as well as her master's degree in Comparative Literature.

With Uncertainty, Marta has delighted both the critics and the readers.

If you haven't read it yet, I fervently recommend you to buy it.

Here.

Well... I did read it, Marta, and I must admit that I loved it.

- Thank you. - Congratulations.

Really, I was surprised by how mature it is.

Especially considering that it's your first book and you're only 25.

Yes, well, everyone says so, but I don't think it's that mature.

Maybe people are more immature than I thought.

Well... Sure, that must be it.

The book is OK. Not a smash hit, but it's not bad.

Winning the Critic's Eye Prize goes a bit over the top, but I don't know...

People today seem to love young success...

- Dad! - What?

- You can't eat cheese. - Just a little bit. I felt good today.

Chemo has ruined your digestive system and you need to restore it.

Then, you'll eat cheese. Besides, you like kuzu, and it agrees with you.

I've been eating that 'fukufu' of yours for too long now.

- A bit of cheese won't harm anyone. - It harms you!

Besides, I was talking to you.

The nurses say I can eat what I please, as long as it agrees with me.

Your nurses have no idea.

They just tell you what you want to hear.

Right, what was I thinking?

Nurses have no idea what's best for patients.

I'm not saying that. But there's a lot of ignorance about nutrition.

- Sure. Thank goodness I have you. - Yes, thank goodness.

Don't change the subject.

Well, sweetheart, the truth is you don't have much time to write.

I'm so damn behind.

Exactly.

Don't worry, you'll make it in the end.

It's not that bad, dad.

No... Tomorrow, I'll eat whatever I want.

Sure, whatever your nurses say.

My nurses are really nice.

You're a bad daughter.

That's not good.

You make your dad suffer.

Alright, OK... That's it. I won't eat it.

I don't think it's funny.

Dad...

You should have seen Marta Viso's dress today.

Unbelievable.

Dad, are you hungry?

Let's see... Now, take one.

That's it. Good.

Have you cooked the octopus?

- Sure. - Let me see.

It's good. Just right.

You'll name the baby after her. She's gonna be a soccer player.

- Dad! How are you? - Hello!

These last months are the hardest, but well...

No, my gynecologist said so...

- The octopus! - Finally! I'm so hungry!

Yummy!

- Croquettes! - Dad!

And 'empanada'. Make room, please.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Hey Maria, you could have cleaned up the pool.

- The pool. - Yes, that would be great.

They told me it's great for the baby. Toni, you should help her out.

Me? Sure, but I don't know where she keeps the stuff.

Wait, I'll get it.

He looks great. I'm so glad.

Thank goodness he had you. Otherwise, I don't know...

- Maria, is there any beer? - Yes. Inside.

- Arturo, please... - What?

- Control yourself or you'll be sorry. - Why?

These croquettes can't harm anyone. Right, Maria?

They're delicious. Try them.

So?

- They are delicious. - See?

Almost as tasty as your mother's.

Maria, dear... You have so many virtues,

and look at you. What a pity.

Why? She looks great! Look at her!

- I'm perfectly fine, Rosario. - I can see that. You always say that.

- I'll bring the cheese. - Alright, alright.

She's upset.

- It's packed. Where do I put this? - What's that?

A cake. Dad's friend brought it.

Did you know?

Shocking, huh? Dad has a girlfriend.

Kind of weird, isn't it?

Pleased to meet you.

- The wife of my youngest son, Julia. - Hi, I'm Julia.

So? Maria, where do I put this?

The cake needs to be in the fridge.

Maria, the cake.

- Have you ever seen this woman before? - No.

It's not gonna fit in there. Unless you move the pepper. Or maybe...

- Do you want to do it? - OK, sorry.

Hold this.

So, do you think he's serious about this?

No, he didn't mention it.

What about the cabbage?

When are we eating? Julia can't eat late.

She's stuffing herself with croquettes.

- Hey! - Finally! I'm so hungry, man!

Hey! What's up, you little guy?

- Hello! - Hey, look at those gray hairs!

- Granddad! - Show some respect.

- Hey fatty! How are you? - Don't call me 'fatty', you idiot!

- What's with the hair? - What about it?

- That hair. - I had it out...

- Everybody! Hey! - He's so loud.

I'm just saying they're more serious. Nothing to do with this chaos.

So there's no corruption in England. They're all honest citizens! Right!

Maybe not, but at least they resign!

Why would they have to resign? What if they're innocent?

- Come on, man! They're a bunch of crooks! - Guys, we're celebrating.

So, Cachita, tell us about you.

- Is it hard to work with cancer patients? - Rosario, this is not the time.

Seeing sad, ill people everyday.

A little bit, yes. But you get used to everything.

Sure, I guess. But ill people can get under your skin.

There are some good things, though.

Do you always end in such good terms with them?

No. Only with the handsome ones.

Sure!

If you're so worried about our situation, why don't you come back and do something?

- It's easy to talk when you live abroad. - I can't believe you're such a tool!

Maria, tell him about the Clinical hospital.

Managers appointed directly and ordering tests in their private practices.

- There's no proof of that. - Dad knows about that story. Dad!

- Tell him about the Clinical Hospital. - There's no proof!

Toni, please! Sometimes you just talk nonsense!

Guys, I don't feel like talking about that now.

And I don't care about those scoundrels.

Not all of them are scoundrels.

This is not the time. We have guests. Show some consideration, please.

We've always talked politics in this house. It's kind of a tradition.

Some talk. Others, though... But I guess Anne is used to it.

- Living with Jorge... - Yes, I'm pretty used to it.

- Are you sure you want a kid with him? - I sometimes have doubts, yes.

- Then, I look at you and I'm OK. - Hit.

- She loves me. - So when will you two take the step?

- We've got too much work, aunt. - Right. We had too much work too,

and we had children anyway. - But things are changing, for the worse.

- That's true. - It's a good thing we have Julia.

Or, at this pace, Antonio, no grandchildren.

Don't be like that. Things have changed, big way.

- Now, people don't even get married. - Well, I like weddings.

I don't get that fixation on not getting married. It's very practical.

Come on, a toast!

- Everybody, a toast! - Alright!

Let's toast!

To Antonio!

- To all of you. - Cheers!

To ah these present, these that are not, and those that are yet to come.

Exactly!

Brother-in-law, say a few words. It's your turn.

- Come on, brother. - Go ahead, father.

Alright, then.

Well...

What can I say?

Yes, I'm so happy to be able to celebrate this birthday with you all.

At some point, we had serious doubts about this.

But I'm here, ready to keep fighting.

And...

I want to say thanks

for the support I had all this time.

And one more thing...

As every cloud has a silver lining,

when I thought I'd never had the chance to enjoy the company of a woman again,

I found the most funny

enthusiastic and caring of all.

So I decided...

to sell the restaurant, retire

and ask her to marry me.

And she said yes.

And this is all I have to say.

Well, this calls for a kiss!

A kiss! Come on, kiss her!

- Come on! - A kiss!

- This is great! - Isn't it nice!

- Let's congratulate them! - Antonio! Finally!

- You sure know how to keep a secret! - I know I wouldn't tell you!

- Son! - Congratulations!

- Thank you! - This is wonderful!

- Hey gorgeous! - Congratulations.

- Congratulations, Cachita! - Thank you!

- So? You're shocked, huh? - I don't know what to say, dad. Congrats.

- Congrats. - Thank you so much.

Maria! Did you know? You could have told me!

- Told you what? I had no idea! - He's getting married! Dad!

- This is too much! - Did you hear that? He's getting married!

Dad is getting married!

- With Cachita! - Mommy Cachita. How does that sound?

- Mommy Cachita. - Mamma Cachita.

- But... - I actually like that woman.

- Oh, my... - And he's selling the restaurant.

Don't worry about that. I'll take care of the sale. No problem.

- We'll have to think about that. - About what?

- About what we should do. - Jorge, dad said he'd sell it.

Dad was talking nonsense! There's no way we'll sell the restaurant!

When he forgets about this Cachita, we'll talk again.

- This is unbelievable! - Isn't it?

- It's kind of weird, so fast... - Honey, that's love, you know...

But we hardly know her. We know nothing about her.

Exactly! This is crazy! We need to talk him out of it!

He wants to retire, he's happy, he wants to enjoy life. What do you care?

- What do you mean 'enjoy life'? - This is not the time to talk about this!

It's dad's birthday, OK? Get the cake, I'll get the glasses.

- Get the champagne too, Maria. - I still think it's crazy.

Shit!

What?

I told you. But you're stubborn, just like your dad.

Oh, my!

I kind of feel it. I have the feeling that this is the right time for that.

You know? I'd also score some points with the company, but that's incidental.

Maria? Maria, I'm talking to you.

Were you even listening?

Were you listening? I was saying it's the right time to sell.

I don't know, Toni, OK?

- How can you be thinking about that now? - About what?

About selling the restaurant.

- Dad said so! - That restaurant has been ours forever!

- He opened it with mom and you want... - Come on! Mom died 20 years ago.

- Exactly! - Come on! It's been closed for two years!

Besides, maybe you could use the money.

Because your free ride of living with dad might come to an end soon.

What? It's true! I can help you find an apartment.

- I have very good offers. No commissions. - Really, Toni...

Toni...

Alright, Jorge, that's enough...

- You're gonna be a dad, little brother! - And you're gonna be an uncle!

- Alright... - And I'm gonna be an uncle, man!

Shit!

So? What about you, guys? Didn't you think about it?

- Life is too complicated, little brother. - Come on, Jorge!

- Why? - I'm so glad to see you both.

Thanks for taking care of dad all this time.

You're awesome. If it wasn't for you, he'd be dead by now.

I love you so much. You know that, right? So much.

- I missed you, guys. - Jorge, dear! Come and dance with me!

Alright! Let's dance!

- The way I love you... - What now?

The way I love you...

You can be sure...

No one will ever love you like that.

No one, because I love you with the strength of the seas.

I love you with the force of the wind.

I love you in the distance and through time.

I love you with my soul and flesh.

I love you...

I love you...

I love you...

I love you in a superhuman way.

I love you in happiness and in tears.

I love you in silence and in calm.

I love you when you scream and when you're quiet.

I love you so much, so much...

I...

Bravo!

- That's a new one in my repertoire. - Very good!

- Adding to my repertoire, huh? - Bravo! You get better over the years.

- Well, it's the same every year. - But you're great at it.

- This liquor is good! - Right! It's the liquor!

The best option would be to set up the buffet here and the guests over there.

- Where would we get married? - There, under the palm trees.

That's too shady, Maria! This area here is more beautiful.

Look, first of all, I want to thank you for taking care of all this.

It's really important to me. But let me explain how I imagined it.

Look, my idea was to have the guests sitting here, on flower-decorated chairs.

Colorful flowers, because I love them.

And roses too, but rose roses, because I love rose.

Then, I thought the buffet would look great near the pool.

And the ceremony would take place here.

The grass should be mowed and that plant removed.

No.

No, that's a 'sabal'. You can't just remove it.

Maria, where's my omeprazole?

- Why? What is it? - I have a stomach ache and acid reflux.

I'm not surprised! You've been eating and drinking without control for days!

- Right... - Some umeboshi kuzu will do you good.

- Omeprazole will do, don't worry. - That eases the symptoms,

- but doesn't treat them! - Yes, it does!

Listen, love.. Maria and I were just talking...

about the best place for the ceremony.

Look. I thought this would be it.

Look, it's in the center of the garden. It's so nice. Lovely.

There's a wonderful light in the morning.

But Maria doesn't want to remove that 'sabinda'.

The plant seems to be dying to me, but she says it's not...

It doesn't look good...

Because it needs to be pruned, and it needs some new soil,

but it will bloom again. It will.

- We can't remove it after all this years! - No, honey. Pruning it will do the trick.

And this is a nice place for the ceremony. That's true.

I can already picture it. It will be lovely.

Right.

- Anything else? - Yes, my omeprazole, please.

- Right. - Acid reflux again?

- Yes. - Why don't we sit down in the shade?

THE ECLIPSE OF THE AMAZONS

Hello!

Hello!

Did I wake you up?

- No... - I did wake you up. Sorry...

It's OK.

- Juice? - Thank you.

- Wow, someone has been working. - I just emptied your fridge.

Coffee?

Yes, please!

- Do you want some? - Yes.

Everything looks great!

Breakfast is very important.

Is it?

Especially fruit in the morning.

Why?

Because of vitamins, I guess. I don't know.

That book you have there, is it good?

- What book? - The Eclipse of the Amazons.

- I haven't heard of it. - It was a gift. I haven't read it.

- If you gave me yours, I'd read it. - Well...

I need to finish it first...

If you keep blowing me like that and making breakfast like this, I can wait.

Don't you want some ham?

It was the summer hit, the song of our lives.

Like a flash of fighting through our wounds.

It was the summer hit, the song of our lives.

Like a flash of fighting through our wounds.

Of our lives...

Like a flash of fighting through our wounds.

Like a flash of fighting through our wounds.

Arias has just called.

He won't be publishing with us.

Why?

He says our company is too small.

Anyway...

Can you think of an alternative'?

Pérez.

- Pérez who? - Pérez Gomez.

It's not a bad idea, but I don't know if he'll agree.

He's doing great with his last book. He's too famous now.

What if we give a new writer an opportunity?

We'd be saving the deposit.

Think of someone. And think fast. We're in a rush.

OK.

WINTER DAYS

Maria, is this cheese pasteurized?

- I don't know, Julia. - I can't eat it if it's not.

Love, don't risk it. Have some octopus. It's great.

The octopus is just right. The rest is no big deal.

- No big deal? - Some omelet, please.

- But the salads are good. - Is this your idea of a wedding menu?

- Why can't you eat cheese? - It's dangerous for the baby.

Because of toxoplasmosis and listeriosis...

Here, try this.

That's it. Go ahead, dad. When your bust a gut, don't complain.

- I didn't remember, sweetheart. - It's too simple. Too rough.

- Rough? - Not very elaborate.

Jorge is a chef. You can't expect him to like anything.

- Sorry, I forgot I was talking to a chef. - An English chef.

When my sister was in London, she was delighted with Thai restaurants.

- She says they're terrific. - See? I love Thai food.

Besides, they offer takeaway service.

So we have it at home almost every day.

- So you have takeaway for dinner. - Yes, it's very practical.

Right, but we don't usually do the takeaway thing around here.

We dam have a daughter cooking for us every night.

You're gonna have to have daughters, then.

That's why we're having one. So she cooks for us and cleans the house.

- Honey, don't say that. - Now, a drop of wine won't harm anyone.

Come on! Cheer up!

- Have some more. - Dad.

- What? - What do you think?

Do you like it or do you also think it's rough?

No, it's delicious, sweetheart.

I haven't tried everything because I don't want to risk it,

but it's good, typical and simple.

Maybe the Russian salad could have less mayonnaise...

and the canapés could be improved, but it's so tasty. Really

- What do you think, honey? - It's tasty, I like it.

I just think it's too simple, maybe.

We said it would be a simple wedding. A family thing, at home...

- Do you want a shrimp cocktail? - No, but octopus and Spanish omelet...

It's a bit basic.

I'm surprised that none of the dishes has algae.

There's gonna be 'foie' and seafood...

I got what you mean. You want simple, but classy and glamorous.

- It's a damn wedding, Maria! - Right, something more sophisticated.

- I'll take care of it. I'll talk to Lolo. - Then, do it.

- I'll take care of it. - I'd love to try one of your dishes.

- An English one. - Anytime.

So, how does it feel to be a chef and keep working as a kitchen hand?

Just fine. How does it feel to be a writer and work as a book seller?

- Ouch! - It's great.

- I'd love to read some of your work. - We'd all love to!

I'll let you read my novel whenever you want.

Have you finished it?

- Congratulations. - And I'm publishing it.

- Seriously? - When?

Yes. I don't know when, because...

The publishing house needs to read it and say yes, but...

- Have you finished it or not? - Yes!

- The ending needs some final touches... - Then, it's not finished.

- The ending needs some final touches. - Yes, I don't like the ending...

- Congratulations! - Thanks!

I'm sure it'll be great after all this time!

- Was it six years? Seven? - Since high-school, love.

What? That's not true!

- Will they publish or not? - Yes! Sergio has to read it first...

- So he hasn't read it yet? - Sergio has to read it. Then, we'll see!

Give it time!

There's no rush, is there?

- This 'chistorra' is delicious! - Do you like it? It's too fatty to me.

- Do you watch your diet? - Well...

- More omelet, dad? - Yes.

- Wait. - Dad!

No, it's OK. - It's just a little piece.

No, I already tried it. It's good.

Alright. The octopus is good, very good.

Loosen up there.

Now, let's breathe in from the diaphragm. Do it with me.

One, two, three...

And let the air out.

Again, with me. One, two, three...

- Bea, I can't! Sorry, I can't. - What's wrong?

She's poisoning him, Bea! She gives him 'chistorra'!

She gives him 'chistorra', wine, 'foie', mayonnaise, meringue... She's crazy!

He just finished chemo and she keeps stuffing him!

- How's your dad? - He feels bad, of course!

But he's a fool, and eats everything she gives him. She's a nurse...

Well... Let others mind their own business.

- What? - This session is for you.

If you let me finish, you'll be able to relax.

I don't want to relax! I want you to help me, damn it!

Your dad has been on chemo for two years. It's been hard for him.

I bet he just wants to relax now, and feel alright.

Later on, when he calms down, he'll go back to his diet.

Don't make such a big deal of everything.

Bea, he's feeling bad.

He wakes up every day with a stomach ache and stuffs himself with omeprazole.

Maria, you're not OK.

You're not OK. I know.

I know it's not easy with your high-arched feet,

but focus on setting your feet on the ground.

Feel the energy on it.

You lose it all through your mind.

Look, I'll spray some rose essential oil on you. Yes, I will.

Close your eyes. I need to activate your body vibration.

Because you are brimming. You are brimming.

Hi, dad! Where are you?

I made a delicious dinner. Cachita will love it. Lots of fatty stuff!

I thought you were coming for dinner.

'Probably' means that it's probable that you will come, dad.

Do you want me to look it up in the dictionary?

Right...

You could have called at least.

Tupperware containers?

Forget it, dad. Tell Cachita it's her loss. Bye.

- Close that, please. - What's for dessert?

Soufflé flambé?

I bet your girlfriend thinks you're so funny.

- Come on... - Tupperware, my ass!

You're staying for dinner, right?

No.

- Sure. My cooking is too rough. - Duck à l'orange. Are you crazy?

- Jorge, you're ruining it! - Wait, let me try it.

Shit...

It's not bad.

I might have to hire you as my kitchen hand.

Things would go better for you. I'm not into English cuisine, though.

You guys are a fucking pain in the ass!

Sit down here, have a glass of wine with me. Sit down.

I wasn't talking about London.

Then what?

I'll reopen dad's restaurant.

You will?

When did you make this decision?

Here, these last few days.

That's dad's restaurant, Jorge. He'll go back to work when he gets better.

- He wants to sell it! You heard him! - He's just upset. But he'll come around.

- I thought you were fine in London. - I want my own place, to do it my way.

I'm tired of cooking for others. And I'm not sure I want to stay in London.

Dad's restaurant is what I've always wanted.

What about Anne?

Well, when the time comes, we'll talk. Now it's not the time.

Anne is also tired of London.

Opening a restaurant doesn't go with having children.

Do you think I don't know that?

Even if it doesn't seem so.

Don't drink up the wine.

We'd use local products, but in a fun way. We could serve ceviche instead of salad.

Maybe grilled octopus with...

Maria, what are you doing?

I'm pulling up the 'sabinda'. Dad and Cachita want to get married here.

But, Maria, it's such a shame! The plant is alive, and it's beautiful.

- I told them that, but they don't care. - Can't you wait until we leave?

No, because I'll go see granddad later. Unless you want to go.

You're a piece of work. In front of her... Give me that. It'll take you forever.

Trying to score some points with her, huh?

Move.

That's it.

That's it.

A touch, a gasp...

The artificial curl escapes.

The forbidden gets rough.

A universal blast.

A psychoactive smoke.

These painless bites

tear up all sanity,

awakening the instinct.

- I love it! - Really?

- Yes, it's great! - It needs to be arranged and stretched.

- The lyrics need some changes too. - It's great. I love it.

Really? I am happy with it.

It's great that you finally decided to kick off your project.

- Yes, it's cool. - And how's the web page going?

It's going great. I've posted the songs. I'm still working on the design.

I don't want it to be an ordinary web page.

I want it to be esthetically different. Red velvet, glitter...

Smoke... Lots of it.

I could help you out, if you want.

- Really? - Yes.

- But you're too busy. - No, I'm not.

Besides, that can't be considered work. I like it.

- Oh, cool. Thank you. - You're welcome.

- Thank you. - Anytime.

- It's great. I really love it. - Really?

- Nobody else has heard it. - Really?

- Well, it's so cool. - This song.

Hey, Dani. What if we meet your daughters one of these days?

- Yes, sure. Whenever you want. - Really?

Yes.

Well, it's too hard. I've been thinking of this moment for too many years now!

Let me see...

- Let me see that one. It's nice. - I like this one better.

Me too.

Look. This one is so nice.

- But she seems uncomfortable. - What about the belt?

That's because of the shoes. Don't worry I'll get used to them.

- This belt or the other one? - Let me see. Take it off.

- Pull that end. - What about the shoes?

- This one? - I like it better, yes.

The shoes, I don't know... I'll have to practice.

- You can wear flats. No one will notice. - No, but...

- This one, yes. The shape is beautiful. - Can you turn around?

- So beautiful. - Wait... Now, I'll turn around.

- What do you say? - It really suits you.

- Doesn't it show my belly? - Are you comfortable, though?

- Well, comfortable... - Which belly?

This belly here!

But it was worse with the other one, being strapless...

Yes. It made me feel like my boobs were a bit loose.

I felt like they were falling out.

- Where's Maria? - Maria...

- Let's see... - Gather it up...

Maria? Are you in there?

I'll be right out! Just a second!

Cachita wants you to take a look at the sleeved dress. Can you come out?

Now, attach the train to it. I want to see how I look in profile.

I'm coming, aunt! Just a second!

Oh, yes! Look!

Hey, Maria, by the way, are you taking someone to the wedding?

- I don't know. - I heard you're going out often lately.

- Really? - Yes.

If you like it that much, why didn't you wear a train?

So? Are you coming or not?

I'm coming!

- Shit... - Maria, they're waiting for you!

Dear...

Honey, you look gorgeous!

Oh, my God! You look just like your mother!

Tell me you're not wearing that.

Maria, you know only the bride can wear a white long dress, don't you?

- No, Julia, I had no idea. - Well...

I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't.

It really suits you.

Thanks.

So? What do you say, girls? This one? The other? I don't know!

- This one. It's more elegant. - I don't know why I ask.

Cachita, if you like the other one, wear it.

Forget about the flabs. It's not that bad.

It's not that bad, but this one suits her better.

You're not helping. Please, put it on again.

Maria,

why don't you change?

It looks terrific on you!

- You look gorgeous! - I do, right?

Yes.

- In front of Cachita? - Yes.

What? We'd been there for an hour and she wouldn't decide!

- Sure, it's great. - Look! I love this one!

- I sent it to Dani. - Seriously?

- Maria... - You sent him this picture?

Yes. What is it? Is it too much?

- What were you thinking? - It was a joke.

- Sure, you have to do things like that. - I think so too.

- What did he say? - Nothing so far.

- Maybe he won't say anything. - Bea, don't be such a fogey!

- Don't be a fogey. He will answer. - Sure. We're OK now. He's changed a lot.

- Does he answer your text messages? - Yes, he does.

- He's gonna introduce me to his girls. - Seriously? That's great!

I can't picture Dani as a dad.

Me neither. But he's so cute when he talks about them.

You're so lucky. I wish Alberto had daughters.

- Maybe I shouldn't have sent it. - Will you forget that?

I was talking to you. Were you listening?

- I thought you wanted to have your own. - Not so much anymore.

After babysitting my niece, I know I can't take more than four hours.

- Come on! You're dying to have them! - I'm not! I mean it!

If the kids were his, it'd be easier.

- You'd have to take care of them anyway! - I know, but it'd be easier.

Sofia, they're not toys! You can't just watch them for a few hours.

I know! What do you know anyway? You don't have children either.

- Well, it's scary. - Yes.

- Maybe he won't introduce you. - Why wouldn't he?

- How old are they? - Six and four.

- That's a shame. - What's a shame?

It's too hot in here, isn't it? Don't you feel it too?

Is there no air conditioner here? What? I'm just happy. Can't a girl be happy?

- What's wrong? - I'm nervous. I didn't want to tell you,

because it's too soon. - Are you guys breaking up?

No way! We've never been better.

No!

- Baby! When? How far along? How? - Eight weeks. That's why you didn't know.

- What? - Sofia, don't cry or I'll cry too.

Some attention, please. I'm exhibiting here.

- Somebody turn on the air conditioner. - Bea is pregnant.

- I'm so hot. - Are you pregnant?

I guess it's the hormones. It goes up and down.

- Congratulations! - Right, congratulations...

- But... Sofia... - Isn't it beautiful?

- Can I have one? - Yes.

Shocking, huh?

I didn't see it coming.

But I'm so happy for her.

- Did he answer? - No, he didn't!

What?

- Nothing. He must be busy. - Yes.

Yes, I'm sure he... He's focusing on his project lately.

Right. Give me a light. It went out.

It's obvious that it's a joke, right?

What if we take a picture, like...

- 'It was a joke'... - Maria, stop doing stuff, please.

I'm sure his battery is dead.

How are things with his ex?

Fine, I guess. Why?

I don't know, I don't see it.

Mothers are very fussy about their kids. She probably won't like you to meet them.

- But she's with another man now. - So? Children are children.

- What do you mean? - Look, I don't want to keep smoking!

I always smoke too much when I'm with you!

WHO ARE YOU MARRYING?

- I love your drawings, Javi! - Thank you!

Guys, congratulations! It's lovely!

He answered me!

Could you sign it for me?

I loved it, it's the best I've read in years.

Congratulations.

- Marta, right? - Yes.

Thanks.

Are you leaving?

Yes. Do you want something?

By the way, Maria. We're going to Frankfurt with Marta's book.

Oh... I thought we had decided there was no point in that.

I know, but I changed my mind. It may be interesting to be there.

Considering our current situation, being in that market might be good for us.

Right.

We'll also take the new novel there.

New novel? But we don't have one yet.

Yes, we do. Perez will do it. I talked to him and he gladly accepted.

He agreed not to get the deposit too.

Great idea, Maria!

He'll add to the prestige of our company. Talk to you tomorrow! Bye!

- Could you let me in, please? - Sure.

Thanks.

Shit, man!

What now?

They've just broken my record player!

Cachita hired some useless dummies to do the moving. They broke it!

Maybe this wasn't the best time to do it, dad!

- Well, Cachita decided to do it today. - Right!

She decided to move all my stuff around too!

- Because this is my drawer! - Actually, that was my idea.

Cachita loves it, honey.

Well, it's about time!

They've been tidying up your drawer, but it's a mess. It's full of weird stuff.

- That's not weird stuff. - Aloe Vera juice.

Yeah, so what? It did dad good when he was on chemo.

Where is it?

Where is my stuff?

There, in that box! It's not all there, though. The rest is there.

Yes, there.

What happened? Let me see.

Shit!

Don't mind her. I can't stand her when she gets like that. It's a damn drawer!

It's engaged!

Look, honey.

I'm covered in sand! Freakin' unbelievable!

Especially when we have a pool. It's too bad no one cleans it up.

I do like Jessica Alba.

I don't get why they trash her.

Don't you agree?

Maria...

- You're so funny, man! - How is it?

- It's so cold, isn't it? - It's freezing!

- It's not that cold! - It is! You're lucky it's sunny.

Give me that, sis. Let me help you.

Give me that.

You're so cold!

I heard you bought a lovely dress for the wedding.

- Leave me alone! - You're too much, Maria!

- You're too much! - Leave me alone!

You went a bit too far. You should have seen her, Jorge. She was euphoric.

- Really? - She was gorgeous!

Maybe aunt Rosario is right and we need to find you a boyfriend urgently.

- No need. I already have a boyfriend. - You do?

- Yes. - Why didn't you mention him?

- Why would I? - You're lying.

What's his name?

Maria, lying about that is so lame. We love you anyway. We're family.

- Maybe she's not lying. - She's always like that.

- Right. Well, leave her alone. - She tells us nothing. Why would she?

- Leave her alone. - Always with her things...

Hey, Anne.

How are you handling the whole 'moving here' idea?

1 guess it's gonna be a big change.

- What? - Yes.

Why... Didn't you tell her?

Jorge, honey how could you not tell Anne?

Look, my brother decided to move back here and reopen my dad's restaurant.

But, if you haven't told her anything, I'll shut up, of course.

Jorge, this wasn't clear. We said we'd make that decision together.

- The restaurant belongs to all of us. - Well, Toni...

It's his dream, what he always wanted. He won't give it up because of us.

Are you done, Maria?

Nothing. My sister is an asshole, just that.

Jorge, we need to talk! You can't get here and decide for us!

- We'll talk it over. - But you didn't tell me!

I just hadn't found the time to tell you yet.

- I can't talk to him! - But you did talk to Maria!

I wanted to talk to you, but I was waiting for the right time.

- You're so smart! - Calm down now!

Anne!

Of course we're gonna talk it over! I'm fucking fed up with the beach!

Come on! Alright, hold my stuff, then.

Come into the water, Maria!

Come!

Maria, come!

Maria!

Maria!

Cachita, get out!

Get out of the water! You can't swim! Come here!

What are they doing?

Maria! What is she doing?

Wait! You! Wake up!

Wait, dad! You're gonna have a fit!

What happened?

She almost drowned me! You can't get into the water like that!

Alright, calm down...

Calm down. It can happen to anyone. You can't swim when the swell is heavy.

You're not used to this sea.

Dad is right. You need to be more careful. Let's go.

- Thank goodness Maria was here. - Yes.

Let's go.

What? She almost drowned me, dad! She can't get into the water like that!

Sweetheart, I didn't tell you anything.

Maria, what's wrong with you?

Nothing!

- Why? Nothing's wrong! - We can't talk to you anymore!

- You're always in a bad mood. - That's not true, dad!

I'm damn nervous! She almost drowned me!

It's OK now. Calm down. She got nervous, that's all.

Besides, no one can drown you!

What are you talking about?

That's how I want to see you.

- Happy! Dad's getting married tomorrow! - Yeah! That's great!

Yes, I love that you're finally getting married again!

Yes... And to a nurse, too! It's great!

Even if she has no fucking idea how to feed you. But I'm so happy!

It's great. Just great.

I'll have time to myself, to write...

to do my things...

- It's great... - Maria, listen to me.

- What? - There's no rush, sweetheart.

You can stay at home for as long as you want. You know that.

- When you find a nice place, we'll talk. - Alright.

- Alright? - Yes.

- Alright, I'll go check on Cachita. - OK.

I don't want her to catch a cold on the day before the wedding.

Hi.

Is your dad home?

- Dad, some lady wants to see you. - Now?

- She has a teddy bear. - Who is it?

Maria, what are you doing here?

Carmela, go and help your sister, please.

I'm having dinner with my kids. This is not the right time.

I brought presents for them, and wine.

It's not a good idea, Maria.

Why not?

This way I can meet them. I had to meet them sometime anyway.

- They'll love it. The shop owner said... - You'd better go, Maria...

This is really not the time.

Hey, I do like you. We have so much fun together.

The sex is great.

But that's all.

- That's what we do, right? - Yes, and it's fine.

Dad, Luisa has spilled the juice on my plate!

If we like each other and we have fun... I don't know...

Leave your sister's plate on the table! Stop it and behave yourselves!

Maria, please. I'm with my kids. I can't talk right now.

I'll call you later, OK?

Hello.

Yes, tell me.

Well, that's a good question.

Actually, I...

I've never wanted...

to write about my family.

It was kind of a natural thing...

I guess it has something to do with...

With my way of writing or with the way...

With my way of understanding the creative process,

which, at the end of the day, is kind of...

Kind of a catharsis.

In the end, you kind of need...

You need to write, so...

Huh? No!

No, no, no! It's not an autobiographical novel.

Some things are. They're based on me or my family.

But also on the people around me, my friends...

On lots of things that you kind of pick up along the way,

and, in the end become something else, which is not only your life.

Besides, the female main character...

I mean, it's not me...

It's a...

Well, I don't know. At the end of the day, I think writing helps you to...

overcome...

To...

try and...

Today, at 10:03.

Maria, where the hell are you? I can't find Lolo anywhere!

Tel! me you ordered those canapés, please! Call me!

Message 2, received today at 11.

Maria, it's Toni. Where are you?

Cachita is so mad. You didn't order any rose stuff.

Message number 3.

Received today at 11:57.

Maria, where are you? Dad doesn't understand anything!

The wedding is starting. There's no food! Please, call us! Say something!

Just a second, I'm speaking here. Please, call me as soon as you can.

Message number 4.

Received today at 12:03.

Maria, where the hell are you? We're getting worried!

Please, cal! me!

IF YOU HAVE A MOMENT, READ IT.

Jorge? Yeah, I'm late. I know.

No, I'm fine. What about dad? Is he OK?

OK.

Jorge, I need to go now. I'm busy. See you at the party soon.

What? The canapés? I don't know. You were in charge of that.

Jorge, I gotta go now. Bye!

WHENEVER YOU CAN, I'D LIKE YOU TO READ MY NOVEL. THANKS.