All language subtitles for Nada.S01E04-en

Hello?

Good morning, Ignacio.

It's good to talk to you.

Ah, Manuel...

What are you doing up so early?

I barely slept yesterday.

The girl from yesterday didn't let you sleep?

Where did you find it?

I passed her on the street.

Listen.

I'm glad you called me,
otherwise, I would have called.

We were drunk.

Don't worry.

No hard feelings.

That's exactly why I called.

We've known each other for a long time.

No need to apologize
for drinking and talking...

I'm not apologizing.

I'm asking for a divorce.

What do you mean, asshole?

I want the friendship bond to be dissolved.

I didn't like what happened yesterday at all.

You don't need to leave anything in writing.

We are two gentlemen.

If we meet at an event,

we make a gesture of protocol compliance

and we completely ignore each other.

Are you okay?

Don't be a scoundrel...

Tight skirt.

Pass stoically,
despite not voluntarily

for an uncomfortable experience
and/or embarrassing.

I love the food in Buenos Aires.

Even though Manuel gets mad
when I say that.

He says there's no point talking
about Buenos Aires food,

because the original food does not exist.

It's a mix of Italian dishes,

Spanish and Argentine meat.

Personally, I prefer
the chorizo steak a caballo".

Chorizo steak is a delicious meat.

High, about 5cm, grilled.

Steak "on horseback" means it comes
with two eggs on top.

An elegant metaphor
of the knight's masculinity.

It is recommended.

I recommend.

- Exchange.
- Currency exchange.

Dollars, euros, reais.

Exchange of dollars, euros, reais.

Dollars, euros, reais. I pay more.

Currency exchange, miss. I change reais.

Exchange.

Currency exchange. I pay more.

Dollars, euros, reais. I pay more.

- Exchange.
- Currency exchange.

LA GOLETA
NAVAL ART

- You said $2,500, right?
- Yes sir.

Perfect. Just a moment.

US$2,500 to exchange.

Do you know what's missing here?

A good work of art.

Not that cheesy stuff.

And do you know what you're missing?
A cell phone.

No cell phone yet?

I don't have a cell phone.

If you had, you wouldn't need to come.

Like this?

All you had to do was ask for a quote via WhatsApp,

say how much you wanted to sell,

and I would send the money.

Simple.

- Do you know what WhatsApp is?
- Of course I know.

I don't use a cell phone out of conviction,
not because he's stupid.

Don't be mad. It's safer.

Very good.

- Here it is.
- We will see.

Will you tell?

No, I trust you.

And how are you going to take the money?

She will take it.

Turn around.

That. On top.

Ready.

Give me one.

It's fine.

Thanks.

Pretend, girl. You look like a robot.

Sorry.

Wait for me in the car.

I'm going to buy something
and in five minutes I'm there.

Don't you want me to go with you?

No, you can go.

Are you uncomfortable?

Is money bothering you?

I ate too much.

Tell me what you think.

I'm all ears.

About what?

I want to know your opinion.

Everything was delicious. I really loved it.

Look, Antonia,

Chinese cuisine

identifies three portions.

Wen, Zhao and Wogh.

How did you come to Buenos Aires?

By bus.

I got one from Guarambar�
to the Asunción terminal.

From Asuncion, another to Encarnacion.
About six hours.

Then another bus
from Encarnacion to Buenos Aires.

About 16 hours.

He spent almost the whole day without eating anything.

You arrive, buy a hot dog
and regain some energy.

That's Wen,

the portion of hunger.

Do you understand?

Yes. Wen.

Then you arrive at the guesthouse, unpack your suitcase

and go to the pizzeria at night.

Now pizza is a choice,
not a necessity.

It's Zhao.

Zhao.

You finally get a job,

and her boss brings her to eat
in this restaurant.

You try six dishes

and connects with food
on another level.

Aromas, flavors and contrasts

reminds her of several memories.

Or they create new ones.

It's Wogh,

the portion of the heart.

And this is the hardest one to find.

I understood. Wogh.

Remember if,

Wen, Zhao and Wogh.

Very good.

What is this, Oscar?

They asked me to bring it.

Do you know I'm here?

Yes, I don't know what happened.

I'll ask.

Something wrong?

I haven't been charged here for 20 years.

They must have been mistaken.

Oh, honey.

We were talking about you.

How are you? Any problems with the account?

No... I looked over it.

I'm kind of surprised,
Everything is fine between us, right?

I don't know. You tell me.

"Yesterday, I ventured into a new
criminal gastronomic enterprise

called Argento."

Don't tell me what you have to do
with Argento.

I'm the owner.

"The restaurant, like its name,

specializes in local cuisine,

but the menu highlights the locro,

the carbonada, the mixed stew,

the scrambled grass and the Salteña empanada."

I understand the problem.
No need to continue reading.

- A little more.
- I'll pay and leave.

Just a moment.

"However, Argento, beyond imagination,
It also doesn't have a map.

Locro is a Peruvian delicacy.
Carbonada is a Belgian stew.

The gramajo stirred...

Okay, Vasco, that's enough.

"But this rude nationalism

It's the smallest of insults
taking into account

than the dishes themselves

are colorless, odorless and tasteless,

devoid of any kind
of creativity and class."

Ready. Satisfied?

It's nothing personal against you.

No, I understand.

And you will understand

who doesn't eat for free here anymore.

Here and in none of my restaurants.

Perfect. I will pay.

But not just today's bill.

You will pay me for 20 years
who ate for free.

I will collect all the accounts

and you will pay me. Is it clear?

Lower your voice to talk to me.

Please.

What?

Are you going to give me orders in my restaurant?

To me who have 30 employees here?

Me, the one in charge of all this?

You are not welcome here.

Decadent clown.

I will not allow you to disrespect me!

You should thank me

for improving the image of this restaurant.

If people think
that this mediocre restaurant is acceptable,

It's because I attended it for 20 years.

There is no price for this publicity!

Anyway,
It's you who owes me money.

I just don't break you because you're
accompanied by the lady.

What's wrong with my guest?

Are you going to discriminate against her because of the color of her skin?

No, I'm talking to you!

Racist!

I don't believe it, besides everything,

this shitty restaurant discriminates against her

for having aboriginal characteristics!

Go away! Get out of here!

Pay the bill and I'll leave.

- Go away! Miserable!
- Calm!

Calm.

Madam, let's go.

Let's say no

It's discrimination!

Excuse me, it's for you.

Mr. Ignacio came to see him.

Sorry, you cannot receive it.

I have orders from Mr. Manuel
not to let him in.

He asked not to be childish.

Who has put up with too much of your nonsense

how to tolerate being mistreated,

and not to be a coward.

Tell him I'd rather be a coward

than mediocre, an anti-Mozart

who lives off commissions from artists.

And make him tell you what he specifically wants.

He said he'd rather be a coward
than mediocre,

an anti-Mozart who lives
of commissions from artists.

And what exactly did you come for?

He said he brought Garrastazu,

he knew it was a shitty picture
that I would never be able to sell it,

but I wanted to do you a favor,
because I knew you needed money,

but he is too proud to ask.

And... oh,

that you are no longer friends

and wants him to return his $10,000,

otherwise, he is a thief.

You are not a thief.

Let's do something.

Say I'll give you some of the money back,

and the rest I promise to return
within a reasonable time.

It's fine.

How much will you return?

I don't know, I spent a lot on that cell phone...

Tell him $3,500.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Here is the picture.

Mr. Manuel said he can keep it.

It's fine.

As he prefers.

Sir,

I don't want to bother you,

but one girl won't stop calling.

My daughter?

No. Well, your daughter cares too.

But it's another,

to this Silvina, journalist.

For what?

She wants to interview him
for her program...

Picnic of ideas.

What a horrible name.

She said she talks
with intellectuals and writers

to think about Buenos Aires
and create a space for reflection,

and that she would be very honored
if you accepted.

Do you have a cache?

- As?
- Are you going to pay me?

She gives a bottle of wine
for her guests.

What wine?

Good...

Let's see how she turned out.

Coming here, the taxi driver
called me "ma'am."

"Where are you going?"

Maybe it's the blouse
that my mother sent?

I like it because I can wear it without a bra.

But she left me looking like a lady.

Are you bothered by people thinking you're married?

No, because I was already married.

But not anymore.

And you?

Are you married?

Not currently. But I already went.

Why didn't it work?

Did you behave badly?

It must be difficult being married
with a sophisticated man like you.

A dandy like you.

How will I know?

It's cool here.

Can we continue in a closed place?

We think this square
defines it conceptually.

It is typically porte�a,

but at the same time,
It has a bit of a wild side.

Don't you think?

But if you're cold,
We can get a blanket.

This way it will stay warm.

- A blanket for him, please!
- No.

It is not necessary.

Why don't you ask me a question
more concrete?

Otherwise, we'll be here all afternoon.

Relax. It's going very well.

You are letting go. Don't you feel it?

Yes, whatever.

Tell me.

What is your livelihood?

Is this a game?

Why? Don't you want to play with me?

I prefer to respond. What is my livelihood?

Well I write,

and I like to eat.

What are you writing now?

Absolutely nothing.

My editor

is threatening to sue me

because he gave me two advances,

but I have nothing new to say.

So I dedicate my time

to nonsense like this interview.

You're cynical, huh?

Grouchy, as my grandmother would say.

Sex and food. Do you go hand in hand?

I think so.

Well eat and fuck

They are very similar words.

It's better not to be stuffed
when it's time to have sex, don't you think?

Yes. It's better to eat after having sex.

Supposing I come to your house
on the first date.

To eat.

What would you cook for me?

Well, I'd make Thermidor a lobster.

Before cooking her alive,

you have to tickle her belly,

This way it relaxes and becomes softer.

And then...

Boom!

What evil!

My belly is already growling.

Can you hear?

- Come closer.
- What? Right...

Felt?

I love looking at a man's hands.

For me,
each scar tells a story.

And yours are a battlefield.

I imagine them fighting
between ovens and blades.

Your hands are beautiful.

I never thought about it...

Manuel Tamayo Prats.

Food critic. Writer.

Gateway. But, above all, a man.

Can I hug you?

I do this with my guests.
We always end up like this.

But we don't even...

Cut. Ready.

Well, we're done.

- Are we done?
- Yes.

This is a gift from the production.

Oh! Thank you very much.

No, I'm grateful.

Great...

Your cousin gave me the address.

I didn't know you were
in Buenos Aires.

It is the girl?

Did she come with you?

She is with my grandmother.

I understood.

Antonia, I came because...

I have been looking for a job,
but I don't think anything.

Things are difficult around here.

Can you lend me some money

and will I return it when I get a job?

Since you have a fixed salary,
I thought you could lend it to me.

I can't, Aldo.

Come on, Antonia, why not?

Now that you're getting along,
what the hell with the rest?

You are tough, Aldo.

You never gave your daughter money,
and now come and ask me.

How dare you? What's the problem?

What's going on?

- Nothing, sir.
- What's the matter? Release her.

Nothing, sir. Aldo is leaving.

- Is this old man your boss?
- Yes, I'm her boss.

Doctor Tamayo Prats.

Federal court judge
number six from Buenos Aires.

This is the last time I ask to be released.

Insult me in Spanish if you dare.

Say it in Spanish!

Aldo! Fuck!

I barely touched him.

Are you okay?

- Yes.
- I'm leaving.

I am fine.

I just tripped.

- Here it is.
- Thanks.

You are welcome.

Tell me something.

This boy...

He is my daughter's father.

Good...

He was never a father.

He barely knows my little girl.

He came a while ago from Paraguay
to try your luck.

Aldo just wants money.

I imagine it didn't give anything.

He imagined very well.

I don't like this boy. It's very violent.

Above all, stupid.

Anyway.

Is everything ok with the interview?

No.

I was very cold.

And, what's more,

the journalist was very intense.

Lie down and get some rest.

I prepare dinner.

Can I see the children?

Let me see someone.

They're sleeping, dad. It's 2am here.

There's school tomorrow.

Oh, of course.

I'm glad you bought a phone.

See. Did you see it wasn't difficult?

It's about time.

Well, I already had a phone.

The same as 40 years ago.

It works perfectly.

But you never answer the landline.

Never at home.

My home is Buenos Aires,

so I'm always at home.

Don't pick on me, please.

What's going on, Dad?

He hasn't answered me in months.

They sent me a video
of you screaming in the supermarket.

Are you hiding something?

When Celsa died,

there was a shock in this house.

But I already have everything under control.

Why don't you stop fooling around

and come live with us in London?

Everything is ready.

We have a beautiful suite for you.

Come, everything is easier here.

I'm not going to London.
I don't like this city.

Wow, Dad, what a blockhead.

Consider it, at least.

It will be better!

You always say no straight away.

What happened, Rami?

- Oh...
- Did you just wake up?

See who's here.

Who is this old man?

What do you mean?

It's your grandfather Manuel.

Leave him alone.
I also know little about him.

Didn't you have to have surgery?

Why don't you do it here
with the best doctors?

- We can take care of you...
- What? I'm not listening...

Hello??

What was it? I see you well.

- I can't hear you.
Hello??

- It's cutting.
- I see you well!

Excuse me.

I'm not hungry.

But you need to eat something.

It's light, you'll like it.

And your daughter, what counts?

She's fine. No, horrible.

He looks more and more like his mother.

A surprise.

Don't be bad, it's your daughter.

And that's why I have to like her?

I did her a big favor.

I gave my absence,

so you don't have to carry the weight
from her father.

Anyway, I did what I could.

It's fine.

What is this?

- Jukysy.
- What?

Jukysy.

We say in Paraguay
which is the food of the sick.

- How do you eat this?
- Here it is.

We will see.

What have inside?

There's water,

half an onion,

a spoonful of olive oil...

two eggs, a piece of cheese,

half a cup of hot milk and parsley.

Oh, and salt.

Nothing more?

No.

Did you like it?

Have you tried it?

Yes.

Why?

Let's go. Try it.

Wogh. The heart portion.

And with nothing.

Just two eggs and half an onion.

Let's go.

Give me the plate.

- Where are you going?
- To work.

To work.

The unwavering goal of honest cooking

preserve the intrinsic flavor
of the main ingredient.

The filet mignon has to taste
of filet mignon.

Carrots have to taste like carrots

and so on.

Seasonings are not decorative additions

or supporting actors.

On the contrary,

they are co-protagonists of the dish

along with the main ingredient,

because they have risky power
to convert each dish

in absolute success or failure,

no middle ground.

These culinary experts
Who act like they know everything

andthey are convinced of it.

That's why I'm sure
that the worst example of a human being

when eating

He who doesn't know doesn't know anything.

I call him...

"Stone palate."

Full stop.

Very good.

You didn't sleep all night, did you?

I need you to take this

in an envelope to the publisher.

Handed over to Luciano Aisenberg

and tell him
which is the preview of the best book

that he will edit in his lifetime.

And say that with this rhythm,
I'll finish it in two weeks.

And this is concrete proof. Did you understand?

- Yes sir.
- Repeat for me.

I have to deliver this sketch
for Mr. Luciano,

say it will be finished in two weeks...

Go.

Go quickly.

It's fine.

Here comes the moment
when Manuel called me

asking to fulfill an old promise.

We hadn't spoken in centuries.

But I'm not going to say anything yet.

Let's continue with the story.

Of course, we can always improve,

But I believe we are more in tune
with what you proposed,

Right, Manuel?

And since we did...

fifteen versions...

It would be nice to close,

because we have to print it
this week.

Excuse me.

No. You don't understand.

The book's target audience is adults

with certain skills
of reading comprehension.

We don't need to draw a knife,
fork and spoon

so that someone aged 40 understands
What the book is about.

Let's avoid nonsense!

Think of something better.

Raise the level.

I'll also try to think of something...

Worthy!

Can I explain a little what we think?

No, leave it to me, Mabel.

It's okay, Manuel.

Let's do another version.

And we are also open
to listen to any proposal you have.

Yes I know.

I'm naked on the cover.

We will sell millions of copies.

Manuel, let's talk seriously, please.

We plan to do a big launch.

It's his new book in almost 20 years.

Right? We also need
to think of someone

to present the book

on launch day.

I don't need to think.

I already know who I want.

Perfect. Who?

Vincent Parisi.

What's the fun?

Well, Manuel,

I know you have
a connection with Parisi, but...

wait for him to come?

We are talking

from one of the five best
writers of the world,

if not the best.

The guy must be full
for the next five years.

Let's call him now.

Yes yes.

The gentleman needs to do
an international call, maybe?

Clear.

Enter the number I will say, please.

One, two, one, two,

seven, seven, nine, three,
four, three, two.

Hello?

Hello, Vincent, my friend!

Here is Manuel Tamayo Prats

from Buenos Aires.

Manuel, I can't believe it!

How are you? How long, my friend.

I hope you're not dying
or something like that.

Don't say that.
I hope you are well and healthy.

No! I'm perfectly fine.

It's good to talk to you.

How many memories
those days in Buenos Aires.

It was... I had a lot of fun,

my friend.

We talk better later.

Now I'm here with my editor

and with other people.

I'll put you on speakerphone
so they can hear, okay?

Gentlemen, I present to you
Vincent Parisi.

Two-time Pulitzer winner,

author of 18 novels,

Professor Emitus at Yale University...

No, that's enough.

Yes, yes, fine.

- Vincent.
- Yes?

I'm going to publish a new book.

You can come to Buenos Aires
to present it as you promised me?

These idiots don't believe me.

Manuel, of course I would like to go.

I don't have much time, but any
excuse to go to Buenos Aires

to eat chorizo steak on horseback.

And don't forget the pancake
with dulce de leche.

I'll talk to you later and explain everything.

Perfect. I wait
your call, my friend.

- A big hug, dear.
- A hug.

- My friend. Goodbye!
- See you later.

Goodbye.

What can I say?

He's my friend!