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It happened on Saturday, August 18, 1990.

That's when I did without any intention

killed his father.

of the great Juan Inchausti, by far the best chef in Bilbao.

It was the week of the festival. Of course, the restaurant was full.

Juancho! -How are you? Order whatever you want, you're at home.

i know that he will feed me well.

They were all there.

Athletic players, artists, politicians, bullfighters...

The cream of sea urchins is fantastic. - He just wants the recipe, fool.

It was the most important evening father's career.

He was on top. And as if that wasn't enough...

And as if that wasn't enough... Keep going Mikel.

And as if that wasn't enough...

It happened that evening the King of Spain appeared.

Good evening. - Good evening. In honor I'm welcome. Keep going.

We'll be right over. Good evening. - Good evening.

Juan. King! - Yes. And?

Overwhelmed. He must greet him�? - Me? My God.

Ander, the king! - Let's go.

For my father the king... -I do not care.

For mom... - This will put us on top.

I'm dizzy at the top. -You know, why do I think so?

Because of constant work no money in the account. Let's go.

come on it's an important evening.

Mother and father were different. He liked to cook, and she liked to serve.

Think about it. Bilbao, the old city,

half of the Basque team and the king in the same restaurant...

A disastrous combination.

Attention, we are cooking for a king tonight. -Come on. -What kind of king?

of the King of Spain, you jerk. -The king...

My father opened this restaurant, Doroteo Inchausti.

He named it Ataria or "the door".

Here we cook for everyone.

For Jo�ef, Maria, Jesus in diapers,

cow, donkey, shepherd, angels and the holy three kings.

Anyone who disagrees he can leave.

My brother Ander and I were there, because we supported Athletica.

We used to ride bikes to the lake to catch frogs.

There is one! - Look.

Then he recovered what a damn idea.

Mikel, no. We're going to be in trouble.

The first bug was found by Javier Clemente. - Crazy!

Other known television presenter.

The third, which was huge, she was the mother of all...

This is what the king thought.

And then chaos erupted.

Your Highness. - Are you okay? - Pick it up.

He took it as a blessing, but his security guards did not.

The next day was the news everywhere.

Famous Basque chef Juan Inchausti he left detention in the morning

after being charged with willful attack and dissociation of the crown.

He faces four years in prison and a fine of two million pesetas.

Leave it, Josech, I'll clean it up. - I have no problem with that. -There is no need.

Good luck to your husband. - Pointed he eggs and attacked. - Yes, eggs...

You drove, Mikel, but I'm your elder brother and I will protect you. - How?

If you take the blame, I will too. Do you understand?

He swears he will never do it to anyone told for �abe. - I swear. -Spit.

After that, you will never know didn't get on his feet.

Him and the restaurant they landed on the bottom.

Okay Mikel... -After a few months

he locked himself in Ataria's kitchen and prepared his last meal.

"FOR SALE"

vegetable soup from Tudela,

"kokotxas" with potatoes in green sauce,

two bottles of wine...

"I WILL FINALLY QUIT SMOKING"

Dad!

Don't leave me! Dad, no!

Then he jumped into the river.

No!

Dad!

I know I will too that's how it ended.

TOO MANY COOKS

What's going on girls?

According to the tradition of the father, who disappeared years ago,

Mikel worked in London's Soho Club, Asian restaurant.

There he met oriental cuisine, which adorns his fusion.

How am I doing? - Crazy! - I live intensively.

Who are you? Stop chasing me, you jerk!

Since then, he has been the chef leading the race for the third Michelin star.

Food.

You will conquer convince or not.

Does it have sea bass roe? - Yes, it was hard to find them.

What about black cod? - Yeah, don't worry. -Good.

This is for miso soup, Robert De Niro's favorite dish.

Come try it. -I prefer "kokotxas".

Mikel, he has to find a girlfriend. -Why?

Ouch...

You? -You?

Thief! - Stop him! - Pig! -Stop!

What the hell...

Did you see this?

Mikel, are you okay?

It's already good. It's not possible. -Mikel, less kitchen, more sex.

Hello. - Hello.

Yes, mom. See you. Right. Bye.

Let me go! Let me go, dammit!

Hi, Mikel. There are four new messages.

Good morning, I'm calling from Gourmet, we'd like to... -Next.

Chef, four interns they don't want to learn. What should?

I would send them somewhere, but we have 60 guests. -Next.

I'm in the hospital. - Ouch. - Mom at 11:00 he comes to meet the girl. Come on, she'll be mad.

Today I am being replaced by Bego. From the municipality we would like "kokotxas". Good luck.

Next. - Last message is from an unknown number.

Good morning, I'm calling from Zarzuela Palace.

The king and queen go on an unofficial trip to Bilbao

and would like a reservation for two for Friday, 24

We need confirmation... -Next. - No more messages.

Where is he going?

Daddy? -There is no "o�ka" entry in the directory.

You can kidnap me and torture me, but you will not get recipes. The dogs!

Never! -Lets go! - Bastards!

My God! -This entry is not in the directory.

Hey! - You scared me. - Congratulations. How is it?

I will never watch a birth again not even for a million euros.

Disgusting. I threw up my sister. -Come on. How is Menchu?

She is exhausted. The little one didn't want to go out, but it weighs almost 5 kg.

It's a real honor, Mikel. i mean that she looks like her father. - Father? - Yes.

Why does he mention his father? -I do not know, i saw a big head and...

Does he believe in reincarnation?

There they are. Boys! - Look at them.

Son, I am so happy. You have become a father. Exciting!

Ander, I'm a grandfather now.

You smoked. I can not believe.

Didn't the doctor make it clear? stop it otherwise you will have a heart attack before the age of 40.

Anyway... Hi, Ignacio. - Hello.

Tell me how it was. - Excellent, beautiful.

how is the baby - She is wonderful, she will see.

I can't wait. -Mikel, you are emotional.

Me? - You're pale.

So... Something happened to me. You won't believe it.

What? Don't scare me. -So...

Tell me.

The king and queen want reserve a table. -Really? When?

Next Friday. Do not worry, I will say we are all busy.

What? He can't do that�. -Why not? - That's why.

O�e always said it was Ataria for all. - Now what about you and your father?

What is? -We never mention him, today is the main topic.

I think that... - We're going to see the baby.

Yes, let's go.

Why are you standing? Come on! Do you see what time it is?

The cars are coming! -Calm down. Let's start from the beginning.

That's right, with aperitifs. -What? - With aperitifs, my God.

Let me go! In�uni, leeks in vinegar... - Let's start with your name.

What will happen to him? -Because of the application. -What?

I will not pay anything. Where's my underwear?

You came without. - Yeah.

I want to talk to a woman. - Is he here?

My wife is always here it is infinite. -Good. Name?

Juancho Inchausti. - �enino.

Husband...

Carolina Herrera. But she is stingy, she won't pay anything for me.

We need hers mobile number. - What?

Mobile phone. - Is this your house?

No, woman. -It looks like a house. Take care of yourself.

We need a phone number. - Drink.

281. 4.

86. 87. 86. - That's too many numbers.

I don't belong here! -Give him a sedative. -No!

That she wouldn't dare. Fucking!

She is wonderful. I don't know to whom is more similar. - To whom? Me.

Think�? -They are very similar. -Yes? - It seems so to me.

Sorry, I'm going to another page. -Right.

Hello.

You're that chef, aren't you? - Yes.

I was with you. What a robbery. -What? Why?

Dear, presumptuous, and the leader is a piece of shit�. - This is my brother.

Send him a message.

And you? -Dr. Mondragon Mountains.

Are you always so nice? - It cost me two days and I was still lying.

Good. It's hanging down on me for your opinion.

What do we have? -She is on sedatives, he is very excited.

We don't understand him. - Is he in shock?

I think there is something worse. -Good.

How are we, Juan? - As you can see, I lie down like cattle.

Where did the wound on the face come from? -First of all I was hit by a stick, then by a giant,

and the old man in the ribs.

I'll be right back. -Hey.

Up... Up.

His eyes are like almonds. -I'll be right there.

Let's call the police. - We have a list missed in the last month.

You again? Who the hell are you? -And you?

What is he doing here? Where have you been? Damn, you died.

Do we know each other? - Do we know each other? I'm Mikel.

Michael... -Mikel Inchausti.

I have a son with that name.

This is me. -It's not true. - Yes, I'm Mikel. - You didn't.

I'm Mikel! - You didn't! -Yes I am. - No, you didn't.

He is seven years old. You have at least eight or nine.

Crash somewhere.

What is he doing here? - It's not.

Do you know him? - He needs a doctor. He says he is my son.

Your son? - That doesn't work. It's impossible, he's older than me.

How old are you? - Me?

In years? How old am I? About... -Juan.

What year are we? - Stupid question. 1990.

That will be enough for today. can i go

I parked the motorhome wrong, the wise will screw me.

"KORSAKOV'S PSYCHOSIS"

Welcome to Ataria.

Madonna.

Mikel. It's here.

Who?

Spectator. Inspector for the Michelin guide.

It is in this area. Today they are recognized in Wiche and Azurmendi.

They mix in the group. - Jesus, the man is freezing.

Why is he sitting outside in the cold? -There was no other table.

It is the third Michelin star. - I know. -Really?

Get over yourself, Ander!

Bon Appetit. - Thank you.

Come on, Mikel. You are one, smart and the best chef in the world. Let's go.

Hello. I see you've made up your mind for covers. - Yes.

Are you enjoying? - It's interesting.

Excuse me, I'm... -Mikel Inchausti, chef. - That's right.

Are you the first in Ataria this time? -No.

My father used to go here the most. -Yes? - Before closing.

That chef was a genius. Sea urchin cream...

I have never tasted anything like this before. -Because you're not mine.

It's not on the menu. -Hold on.

On the market today there were no good sea urchins.

You can come another time. - This cream deserves a Michelin star.

Yes, for sure. -Can I come next Friday?

Friday? 24th? - Yes. There might not be a free table...

No, of course it is. Always for a good customer. - Excellent.

Is everything okay? - Please?

Are you okay? -Yeah yeah.

I'm going... - Enjoy. -Yes, see you.

Up? I'm sorry.

Do you know where my father is? - Why didn't you say it was your father?

You visited him.

Yes, but I saw him last at the age of seven.

I didn't know before what should.

Do you know now? -No.

You are the closest family. He has to take care of him. -What?

It's not that bad, is it? - It's a special case. Come on.

Maybe he has Korsakov's psychosis. -Corsa what?

He is missing 30 years of memories. Mixing time periods, memories...

He stayed in 1990. He is alive in a parallel world where you are not there.

If there is, you are a child. - So he's crazy.

He's not crazy, he's absent.

Absent? Can he come back? Is it curable? -We do not know.

Overwhelmed. - It would be better see a specialist. - Yes.

It's not cheap, but you will have no problem with that.

I'm not doing so well as you think�.

Watch, dress, sunglasses... He has 10,000 euros on him.

Not to mention the car...

Who cooked this shit? - Ouch.

Where are we going? -Come on.

Get in the car. -Why?

Because I am responsible for you. -Why?

Because I'm your friend. -Damn it! You're a snob.

Sit down. - Crazy. Can I drive? -No. Sit inside.

Thank you. There you go.

What is that smell? -Green fig. - Yeah.

Buckle up. -Why? -It's mandatory. - It squeezes me.

He will endure. -I can not breathe. Car!

Jerk! - See? I should be driving.

Juan, look at me. Look at me.

He has a problem. Something happened to you. I don't know, but your mind is blank.

You lost your memory and I will help you, to return it�. Do you understand?

No. -No? good, then so. I'm Mikel.

I will take you to the place that was meant for you very important. And for me too.

He just wants sex. -What?

You put me in the car he's taking me somewhere... -Okay, look at this.

No, look at this. Do you remember? Ander, mom, you and me. -My God.

Crazy! Now you've screwed us over. - Drive! Drive, it's the police.

Overwhelmed. - I don't want to go to jail again. - Have you been in prison?

I've been all over the place. Drive! -Hush, hush. Here is.

Driver and traffic. -From me? I didn't do anything. He was.

I can explain everything.

He forced me into his car, immobilized me, and now he wants to have sex.

Don't listen to him. My father is.

He betrayed himself. do you think that you could be this old man's father?

They are exactly the same. - Thank you.

Do you know this place? Title? Street?

Shall we take pictures? - When will lunch be? -Mikel, come take a photo.

Look over there and smile.

come on I'll show you something.

I designed the interior.

The dish is "Luesma and Vega", the accessories are "Steinbeisser".

This is my team. 12 people. Do you have more? - I have to pee.

Jesus. Daddy?

Another snob. Who are you? - No one. Nobody.

So let me go to the toilet. -Come on, team, we're running late.

Thank you. - What is he doing here? Where did he come from?

He came back.

Crazy!

And he has amnesia. It was in 1990. - Lu�!

Mom, you and I stayed in the flight 1990. -That doesn't matter now.

How? I'm going to have a stroke. I thought he was dead.

It's not. Deal with it.

Why is he here? - We need him.

Why? -For Friday the 24th.

For the king? - No, for the seafood cream je�kov for the third star.

We don't need a man for this, who left us 20 years ago.

Mikel, he doesn't need her.

Chef! -What now?

Some crazy homeless man gives orders around the kitchen. What to do with him?

Good, kid. What the hell is that?

These are fi�ol ravioli from Tolosa. -And where the hell is this fi�ol?

One grain is inside. -One?

This is an interpretation. Spherifications are flesh. - Spheres what?

And this? -Smoked eel with a drunken "pil pile".

"Pilom pilom"? - Baked drinks. - Yes.

It is actually an emulsion with drunk fat. -Would you like to try?

Right.

Do you have more?

Do you like it or not? - That's some nice shit. It won't work.

You are alone for two days and drive everything. Dew!

Juan, this is your team. Come on, it's an important evening.

So that's it.

enough shit, let's cook like this, as we always are in Ataria. Clear?

Clear? -Yeah yeah.

Good, my god.

Let's see what we have here.

You smoked �cones. - Yes.

You, salad with "txangurr". -Right.

You two, "kokotxas" and rhombus. - Come on, we don't have time.

No sea urchins? -No. -No?

Then fi�ol with scallops.

I said buy them. - There weren't any.

Overwhelmed. -And now? - Follow him and obey him.

Don't play surgeon, it's easier with bare hands.

Look. Put your hands so deep I am. Fingers in.

When it reaches the top, just break�.

Hands down, I'm down and it is very simple.

It's faster.

Those black parts remove with a paper towel.

What is he doing? -Crispy boozy crust.

I'm trying smoked eel... - Smoked, huh?

wait. -Drovnjak...

may i

Yes? - Fantastic.

i mean that they will not pay.

Why? -Revolutionary tax.

They look like followers of Eta. Smile.

They are very satisfied.

My God. What about mom?

Watch where you walk.

Keep going.

Good evening, Mikel. I hope it was a successful day.

The time is 00:45.

What do you want before bed?

Is this your wife? - This is Irina. -Where is?

I would listen to music watched television

or on a computer looking for female contacts?

Don't hide, shy girl. Why is hiding? - He's not hiding. He is there.

Where? - Irina, say hello to Juan.

Hi Juan. - Hello.

This is my virtual assistant. -What?

Virtual assistant. Composes my schedule and supervises the house,

health, music... In a good mood make me happy when I'm sad. Look.

Irina, put me in a good mood.

You are one, you are smart, you have it perfect figure and a giant penis.

You are the best. -I would think so too.

Good, but take a shower first. -Do I smell? -Like shit.

Second door on the left. Clothes leave them on the floor, I'll wash them.

Are we wearing a drink? - what.

You brought me home, he offers� mi bathroom... Why all this?

Imagine I'm your son. - It doesn't work like that.

Good, then I haven't seen you in a long time saw and I have questions for you. - For example?

Where have you been all this time? Where did you go? Why did you show up now?

And... -And?

How to prepare� sea ​​urchin cream?

What's your name? - Michael. - Michael. Listen, Mikel.

I'll explain something to you. I don't let myself be pushed into the ass.

Me neither. - That complicates matters. - Go take a shower.

A message from an unknown number. Are you interested? - Yes.

Good evening, Mr. Inchaust. I'm calling from Zarzuela.

We need to confirm the reservation as soon as possible for the royal couple next Friday.

They will arrive two days earlier safety technique prepare everything.

Thank you.

"THE COMMUNITY SEIZURED VEHICLES"

Does he have a towel? - Yes.

What are these names? -They are people.

More than just people, You've already tattooed them on your skin.

Then they are probably the ones which I love.

That's not all. Tell me what's going on here.

Glenda. - Glenda. Look at that. Jurgen.

He's a blonde German, just like his mother. It's just sausage.

Look. Cosset, Andre, Romy, Hans and I will add something else.

Red... Long-tailed Nose...

Video call, Nagore Mondragon.

Accept.

Hello. - You go to bed late, huh?

I don't sleep much. -Me neither.

did you cry - Me? No no. Me?

No. -Good. -What's happening?

So... I want to investigate the case your father's, but he will have to pay.

Do I have to pay you for the research?

That's what good rich people do, to improve the world.

Am I not good yet? - I wouldn't go for my father.

I'm sorry. I didn't go to get my father, after a chef who once was.

Will he hire him? - It's possible.

Then there would be a restaurant maybe worth a visit.

At 2:00 a.m. he calls me with jokes and asking for money? What is it?

He's right, it's not the right time.

Damn, Juancho, damn!

Run! They are going to close the restaurant!

Run away! You made a mess!

Ouch!

Fixed cost? Hourly rate?

It depends on the number necessary sessions.

We must be patient, positive...

what the heck! Damned frogs!

Slowly, slowly.

Calm down, it's okay. -Fine?

Michael?

Take it easy, dad. It's okay. It's me, Mikel.

Dad. Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Don't leave me!

Mikel.

Son.

Son!

Remember the recipe for cream made of sea urchins?

Stupid Catalan snob. -What?

The Catalan who steals my recipes. - No, I'm your son.

My son? You? How? -You just called me son.

No, I said snob. - No, son. -Snob! -Son! -Snob!

Shall we go hooking up?

Rundo �gunya! Let's have fun, girls.

Ander, what are you doing here? - Michael?

They are not Menchu ​​and your child in the hospital? - I'm celebrating.

Jerk. He needs help. -And you? - Me?

What are you doing here? - I'm drinking.

Yes. With whom? -With friends.

He doesn't have them, Mikel. -I'm with a girl.

You? I do not believe. -You do not have to.

Good. Where is? Introduce me. -I can not.

Because it doesn't exist. - There is!

Her name is Nagore Mondragon, she is a neurologist. - I want to meet her.

She doesn't you. Cheers.

Michael...

Girls, shall we make a toast?

Let's go. - I'm not going.

Won't you come with me? -Wouldn't you dance?

I don't like dancing. Let's go, please. -No sex?

What kind of sex? He could be everyone's grandfather. Let's go.

Come on, I have to be on the other side.

Long live youth! Give me one line.

Impossible! -What?

There you go.

Mikel, you are crazy. I brought him here to get a 30 year old prescription?

This is no longer our father, this is E. T. What are you? Elliot?

No, the jerk who ruined his life and owes him.

He also destroyed ours. He wants to this again? Do you remember what he was like?

He paid no attention to us, he was in the kitchen all day.

We were just mom, you and me.

Mikel, pick yourself up before it comes out.

This song is not to be missed, dude. Come on!

Good morning, it's nine o'clock. It's 20 �C, it's partly clear.

A suitable day for movement.

How would you like to start your day?

Are you interested summary of today's news?

Crazy! -Would you like to do sit-ups?

Would you like to watch TV?

You are interested in the shopping list for next month?

Let me give you three of the healthiest breakfasts for you and your family?

Irina, music for cooking.

Christ, 21 missed calls.

What's happening?

Good morning, snob. I made you breakfast.

Your pastries! Can I try? -Of course.

And? - Wow.

How did you sleep? -Good. It can pretending it didn't happen?

What? - I don't want to give you false hope.

We drank a little too much. Things like that happen, but that's all.

I'm going to take a shower.

Good morning, sir. -Good morning. Who are you?

A filter. -Irina!

You are gorgeous. Why is he hiding�?

Don't be shy. Would you like a pastry?

It's fantastic.

one more. Two.

Would you like some chocolate? -What?

What does he say�? Is that it?

I look like I'm from Madrid.

Belt.

Is your father the owner of a shopping mall? center? - No, you are my father.

Stop messing with it. Children are serious business.

Okay, calm down.

I don't want a belt, I don't like them. They suffocate me.

Goodbye, Irina. - Goodbye, sir.

Altagracia.

He'll be here for a few days.

If you want, you can be your father I sharpen. It's terrible to see.

How do you know it's my father? - They are exactly the same.

What does he do?

My God, I'm going here. -Come on.

Come on, it's okay.

Excellent.

Where is he taking me�? -Somewhere. I wonder if he will remember.

Gee, that looks familiar.

It used to be a market. - It always is.

There are no smells. - You went shopping here every day.

Me? -Yes you.

When? - Long ago, when I was a child.

I loved coming here with you.

I watched her pick vegetables, fish, meat...

Who sells you LSD?

Do you remember what you did? -No.

That's how you took my hand

and said "squeeze hard, son. This hand will never disappoint you".

Trout, fish tripe. -What is it? - I told you so.

Sea bass. - Sea bass! That's right. Excellent.

These are sardines and in�unis.

How do you know if the fish is fresh? - Through the eyes and throat.

If the eye is black, it is a candle.

The grayer it is, the less light it is. If it's too much, it's not for the restaurant.

The gills are red when they are fresh, or slightly chestnut colored.

I explained this to you a few days ago. What is it?

Dad. Dad. -What?

How did you prepare the cream? from sea urchins? - From the dungeons. -And?

These camps must be frozen. 90 per kilo? - They are not pesetas. They are euros.

What is it? -Cod seed for "shiraki".

"Shiraki"? -It's a Japanese dish. - Shit.

foreign currency, we sell sperm...

Tell me how you prepared it sea ​​urchin cream?

Of course not, Ferran. I will never tell you. Never!

Crazy Catalans. -I'm not Catalan.

Si, your name is Ferran and you look Catalan.

Are you Juancho? Juan Inchausti? - That's right.

Where is that dog? - Here.

My God, Juan. You are terrible. He has nothing to tell me?

Where have you been all these years? We thought, that you are dead. I was alone!

I raised two children. - Just two?

Yes, those two. And I am again got married. With Ingacio Lizarraga.

Lizarraga is shit�! - Hello. - Hello.

Yeah, it's bullshit. - Me?

But thanks to him, we can Go ahead. He better go�.

It doesn't exist for us. Go away.

Where have you been all this time, Juan? - Me?

Well... They wanted to kill me. -Who?

Everyone! French, English, Catalans, the king! It was terrible!

First, they planted the frogs on me. Then the restaurant failed.

But Inchausti, who ain't shit�, he thought:

"They want your recipes. Run."

Honey, two days later i came back

Ouch. He was confused.

Don't pressure him, should feel comfortable.

Here is. Get everything ready. -Right.

Hello. - Hello. How are you?

Good. I brought my mother and brother. - Hello. -It is OK?

Of course. - This is Nagore. Doctor.

I am pleased. - The same.

Juan, do you remember me�? -No. I didn't do anything.

Ofcourse not. come on meet my friends There you go.

Wait here, I'll be right back. -Right.

These are my colleagues. - Hi, Juan. - Hello.

He will stay with them.

They are interested in because you are a very special person.

How are you, Juan? - Excellent. - Sit down.

Are you from a cult?

More or less.

Let's take off the robes to make him feel better less... -No robes. -Right.

I'm alive because I haven't been for a long time... Before we start...

Do we have any grass?

Exuberant imagination is a characteristic syndrome.

Everything has changed which does not fit his new reality.

What causes this syndrome?

Maybe a brain injury, maybe a kick when jumping into a river.

Add to that a poor diet or alcohol abuse...

He stayed in 1990 and probably he will not return. - That's better.

Why? -Son...

What does he do?

What's happening? - He's obviously playing hide and seek.

I can't watch him like that. I'm sorry. - Mom, wait for me.

Ander! Mom!

Shall we just leave him alone? -What should I do? -Something, damn it.

You heard her. We can't. - You can. -What?

I wonder where my father was the last 30 years. Not to you?

Ander became a father, you are busy with a restaurant...

I cried from my soul, I ran out of tears. Right?

We don't need our father, Mikel. At least I don't. -Brothers?

What is that supposed to mean? -�live� like a lord because of me.

As a lord? - Yes. - I work all day for scraps�.

Boys. -You are lazy. -You're a tyrant. -Would you like to be at work?

Your problem is that you could have it all but he has nothing.

He has an empty life. Breakdown. - Ander!

Don't talk to your brother like that. My God, you're older.

dew, the machine must be with them.

You are beautiful today. You know what could i do? Made a doll.

Juan.

He stands in the middle of the road in underwear. Look at yourself.

Ouch. That guy again! Crazy!

Dad!

No certificate of ownership you cannot take the vehicle.

Damn, it's mine! - he told me, not without documents.

How can I prove Do I have everything in the motor home?

Tell dad to calm down. - How do you know it's my father? - They are the same.

So that's it. I have a piece of paper which confirms that the camper is ours.

Is that a joke? you think that I am corruptible? -No.

No. Excuse me. What's your name? - Maria.

Maria, I'm trying... - Bribe me. -No.

I sleep peacefully at night, you know? - Alone?

Please? Keep it up and I will call the police.

No need after the involvement of the police.

Fucking! tell him stop it or I'll call the police!

Juan! Stop!

Is it going in or not?

The prison!

Stop, I'll drive. - He doesn't know motor home. -Not you, Bilbao.

Is this Bilbao? -Oh, we're going to die.

This looks familiar.

Not this way!

Why is it in the middle of the road? - Watch out!

Excuse me!

Stop! -I can not. -Why not?

They're going to lock us up.

See? I told you.

No!

Dad!

Dad! No!

It's possible to hold on!

Dad! Watch out!

Son, if you drop soap in prison, don't bend down.

Hands up.

Are you a relative? - No, I'm his doctor.

Star�'s or from the other one? -An older gentleman.

Juan Inchausti Letamendi. - Is this his passport?

Where did you get it? -In the RV.

may i Please.

Thank you.

What does it have? Dementia? -Retrograde amnesia.

The other is that chef.

I took the girl to his restaurant. A real robbery.

Leave us alone, you bastards!

Cops, dogs, torturers!

They are not the police They are "Ertzaintza".

"Ertzaintza", dogs, torturers!

Stop yelling, it's not helping.

It doesn't help.

Don't let it kill you. - Let me go.

If you fall, they get up. He must remain strong.

We're having fun, aren't we?

You can go. The doctor told you.

You need a doctor. -Why?

To help you with that ugly face.

Sorry, don't listen to him. It's not ok. -Lets go.

He has been traveling the world for 30 years.

Alain Ducasse, Ferr�n Adria, Paul Bocuse, Seiji Yamamoto, Thomas Keller,

Martin Berasategui, Diego Guerrero, Roca brothers, Arzak...

These are the world's greatest chefs and he is with them.

Who the hell is he? - I don't know, but he lived a good life.

Look.

These are his recipes.

Lobster "cardinale", beef Henrik IV, �stomach...

Sea urchin cream!

Sea urchin cream! I have it!

I'm sorry. It was spontaneous, sorry.

Don't apologize, she had more. Try again, he'll see.

Be honest, tell him.

She would obviously like to be with him.

You're a little slow, you know? Back off.

Irina! How beautifully she sings!

I'm sorry. Did I scare you?

Go get the towel and take off your shirt.

I will fix your hair.

Michael!

Damn it, mom! What about the two of you here?

Where is? -Your father... We have to close it.

Why? -He asks, why. Just like that.

They did the circus with that van, a lot of punishment awaits you.

this is serious we can lose the restaurant.

His great grandfather bought her, it is passed down from generation to generation.

if they confirm his identity, the restaurant will be his.

With that crazy head, she will destroyed in two days. - That's right.

How did they get in? - The door is open.

Court? - And the kitchen.

Damn it! -What is?

Where is he going? - Michael!

We can declare him unfit and shut up in the hospital.

It's for his own good, he is sick.

Dad!

Up. Leave a message. - I can't find my father.

I already lost it once, I don't want him again. Come to Ataria.

Sorry, we open at 9:00 PM. Do you have a reservation?

Good evening. We didn't come to eat. We are from... So...

You know. The Zarzuela Protocol.

I'll be busy all evening.

There will be no distractions, we'll just look around.

Say where you will sit. - So... - I want to see the chef.

Chef? - Yes. - Ander...

What is? Why are you here? Why isn't he cooking�?

The crazy old man kicked us out. He says that the restaurant is his. -My God.

He is armed with a knife. -What?

What is he doing here? - It's not.

Your father wants us to get married. Adopted will be my child, we will live with you.

He's not serious, is he?

Michael! -Where is? -In the kitchen.

Thank God. - No, he's gone crazy. - No, he's coming back slowly.

He threatened the staff with a knife. -What?

The security team from Zarzuela is there. - Crazy!

I'm going to have a stroke, really. Here they are.

Good evening. We don't know what's going on we need to see the chef.

I can't now. - Only the queen we will give you a special menu.

Special menu? -The Perricone Diet. -Like Julia Roberts.

Salmon, quinoa, turkey, tofu, strawberries, oats...

I don't cook to order.

Excuse me. What is he doing? A case of king and queen. You are an artist.

He can do anything. - We are no longer a restaurant, we are a circus.

I don't want to be the king's court jester.

Why does he take everything� so seriously? - Because I don't know why I cook anymore.

We don't cook food, we serve luxury on cročniks.

The man I destroyed is back to show us the right way. - Dad.

Yes, father. -Which remained in 1990.

That's right. And we have to return to this year. - Michael.

What is? - Help me with my father? -Of course.

Did you call the police?

This is my kitchen damn it.

Out! -Juan, remember me�? I'm a doctor.

I said get out! -Listen. He has to get out now.

Me? - Yes. - This is my kitchen!

The police are coming. -You won't take away my kitchen.

Daddy, listen to me, please. - Dude.

Stop it, you're boring. Why is he calling me? daddy? - Because I'm your son Mikel.

You are crazy. He doesn't understand that he can't to be my son. - Oh, fuck!

Okay, slowly. Calm down. Breathe deeply. Breathe with me.

Sometimes we mix things up. Places, people... It happens to everyone, including me.

You know what I do when does this happen? I'm cooking.

I know you like to cook�. Would you cook with me?

With the great Inchausti, like we're friends. Come on.

come on we prepare an excellent steak.

Stop! - Drop the ax! -Put her down and on the floor!

Hey, calm down. It's okay. He's not dangerous. Put that down.

Listen to me. This gentleman is my father I take care of him.

He didn't do anything. I will arrange everything. My father is.

Where is? - In the parking lot. - I couldn't stop him.

What did you do?

I had to turn it on so that the Catalans would not steal my recipes.

Stop!

Good morning. today is thursday September 20. The calendar is empty.

He has a new message from Nagore. I'm playing? - Yes.

I visited your father in psychiatry.

I know you're not. He probably thinks it's pointless.

But he must not close himself in, Mikel.

Don't forget your father.

Or me, restaurants... - Stop.

Irina, play the music.

What are you looking at, old man? - Juancho.

Come here. Sit down, Juan.

Look how good we are doing. - It's bad, Juanchu.

Three, four, change. Apart, together. Fantastic.

Apart, together. I'm watching!

Apart, together! Excellent.

Stretch a little.

Juanje.

You look like shit. - That's how I feel too.

Will he be locked in a house forever? -What would you like, Nagore?

Not listening to my messages?

how is it -You are the only connection, that she has with the real world.

He asks about the snob. -Say it's in the river.

Tell him yourself. -Why you and me and my father cares so much?

Empathy! You don't know what is that, no? -Empathy?

I spent five hellish days with him. - You're a waste of time.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I don't know what to do. - Your father doesn't know where he is.

He doesn't miss you but rationally it is always the other way around.

It's important, do you miss him.

Is he really asking about a snob? - Yes.

"PATIENT: JUAN INCHAUSTI LETAMENDI GUARDIAN: MIKEL INCHAUSTI GURIDI"

Miquelon! - Ander! -What is? - I need help.

Something has to lift me up something crazy.

White? -No, something more powerful. Abnormal.

For you, Mikel? - Yes, for me. Why?

Good. Take the executive pass. This will make you happy. - Excellent.

I'll send you the number. Say I am I sent you. But watch out, tomorrow will be...

What will happen tomorrow? -We'll get it tomorrow the third Michelin star.

Don't get your hopes up too much.

We are from Bilbao. The inspector will me�alo when he will see the royal couple.

wait. -What?

Don't be mad, but it's not for you but for me.

What is he talking about?

All that shit. It was my fault.

Ander, stop it, we're going to be in trouble.

Ander!

I know it's terrible but it is not easy to live in the company of a genius.

Trying to survive.

Ander, I was no genius. I was seven years old.

You've always been a genius. You were Abel and I was damned Cain.

Mikel Inchausti, what an honor. I didn't believe it when I heard it.

My mo� watches Masterchef. -Really? - Yes.

I have your book. -Cooking�? - A little.

how is my father -Good. He is calm.

I did not know, that you are his son. - Yes.

I brought my pins. I don't know if I'm allowed, but...

You can. Are they for patients? -For you, they are with alcohol.

Then no. - Yes. There are 50 of them.

Begona, take it. -Of course.

I don't know if there is enough for everyone. -Of course.

It will be repeated. Right, Begona? - I hope so.

"Daikufu Mochi", Japanese rice cakes biscuits with tea, cream and chocolate.

Did you finish? - Yes. Try it, please.

Run away, try it. You've never eaten anything like this.

My God, fantastic.

Try the chocolate one.

Excellent. -Inchaust, it's great.

Good day. Would you like a pic?

Take the crown. May I continue? - Thank you. Of course.

Hey, you. -Hey, snob!

How are you? -Fine.

Would you like to cook?

The cuisine is good, but everyone is from a sect they cook for nothing. The Catalans themselves.

It is a strange sect, There is no sex. -No?

No. - Maybe today will be different. - If only it were.

Hey, how's... That woman. I can't remember...

Irina. - Irina. how is it

Good. -Yes? - I'd like to see you. - Me too her.

Juan. -What? -Wait a minute.

Look!

Yum!

Shall we go? - You can.

Where? - To Atario. We will open soon, work is waiting for us.

Right. - Let's go.

Ready? - Three more minutes.

Good, good. Three minutes.

Ander. -Son, is everything ready?

What? -We came for dinner.

He knows it's full today. -Give us the improvised table.

She didn't want to miss the visit.

It was bad once, it won't be today. Where is Mikel? Is he alive?

A lot. Thanks for visiting, Nagore.

And your father? -What? - He had to to the hospital. How did you get him out?

With a sweet touch. -I do not understand you.

I don't either, but I feel great.

Snob, I'm glad you're bisexual, but now is not the right time.

It's time to cook. �camps, �onions, leeks, chestnuts... - Everything is in the kitchen.

Sea starfish heads. -It's all there. -Good.

Come on, come on. Lower the heat, please.

Irina. How are you, sweetheart? - We came to wish you all the luck.

You are very lonely. - Thank you.

And this girl?

Mikel, your father. - Oh! Dad! We have work waiting for us. Let's go.

Good.

Menu, please. -The menu? He's gone today.

No menu? -No menu today?

What is he doing here? You should be in the hospital. - Hello, Rosita.

They let him out for the weekend. - And today you leave the cooking to him?

Mom, he's a genius. - Genius? - Yes.

He knows no shame and he ruined my life.

You were better off without me. With shit, but much better.

What... - Don't ask.

Vehicles 1 and 2 park. - Michael! Here they are.

You go out. - No, you're the chef. You are a star.

You're the leader. And there is nothing better.

They are coming, they are coming.

Welcome to Ataria. - Good evening.

Just with me. - Thank you.

He's not very tall.

Unbelievable.

You prepared a cream made of je�n, I will arrange the presentation.

They're all here. Table viewer 8, the royal couple at table 12.

A royal couple? -Mamba royal couple. It's a band.

Food? - Ready.

What will they get? What should I say? -Same as always.

Two starters, two main dishes, two desserts.

12 reservations wanted tasting menu. -What?

Bloody Mary cocktail �spindles in marinade,

"gazpacho", "salmorejo" spheres and circular drops,

summer onion juice with eggs, Chinese bread with truffles and cheese...

Shut up now so I don't cut you off. What language...

What a mess. - To your places. First of all, cream made from sea urchins.

Yes! - Excellent. Good luck everyone. Let's go.

Ignacio, this is very nice.

Dad. Dad! -Again? You are crazy.

Okay, I'm crazy. But so are you. -Hold on.

But people don't care. -Yeah, people don't care about me.

No, they care about you.

But Ataria is full and people need to be fed.

You taught us that.

Give me your hand. -Why?

Let's go out together. - You're a real creep, Ferran.

Good evening. Thank you. Thank you friends.

Tonight is a special night.

In my opinion cooking is an art.

It is right that art not determined by the market or the menu.

Tonight you eat Juan Inchausti's choice, my father's.

Sorry, chef. The royal couple wants to greet you.

A royal couple? No!

Damn frogs again! -Juan, it's okay.

They are here, can't you see? - It's okay. -Stop the waiters!

Juan! - They're going to close the restaurant again!

No one will close it! -Damn, everything is wrong! -Calm down!

Close... -Juan Inchausti!

whether you care or not you are 60 years old.

And you are my father.

Dad!

Dad! Don't leave me!

Dad!

I will not allow to disappear again� for 30 years. Clear?

That ass that follows me everywhere... Is that me?

Yes.

Oh...

Mikel, my little one. How have you grown...

You really pulled it off.

Does he have a pen and paper? - Yes.

Drink.

First of all, excuse me a good kilogram of Ôlotka,

two large pores, but only the green part,

a handful of young garlic, even just green part. Save the rest.

Two peppers, three large carrots and a little pumpkin.

Cut everything into strips, yes in bulk olive oil and fry.

That is... - I already told you.

Inchausti sea urchin cream for 12 or more persons.

Important note Ferran, because you're a bit of a snob.

Do not cook onions. It should be golden, caramelized.

Push the boundaries.

Only when it gets dangerous...

"EVERYTHING YOU MUST TRY IN BILBAO: THE ATARIA RESTAURANT"

"ATARIA GOT IT THE THIRD MICHELIN STAR"

"I WILL FINALLY QUIT SMOKING MICHAEL"

"RECIPES, WHICH THE CATALONIANS STOLE FROM US"

"JUAN AND MICHAEL INCHAUSTI"

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