All language subtitles for Land.of.Women.S01E03.1080p.WEB.h264-ETHEL

FIVE YEARS EARLIER

XATART HOUSE FOR SALE

Did you run out of gas?

You can follow me to the
local road if you want.

No, thanks. I think
I'll stay here.

The house that's for
sale, whose is it?

As you can see, it's big.

Your children will have
plenty of space to run around.

The house would just be for me.

I'd have to pay you in cash.

Is that okay?

- What is he doing here?
- Isn't it obvious?

He's working for me.

No. No, no, no. This is
a women's cooperative.

This vineyard is mine, so I can
hire whoever I want. Got it?

Well, well, well.
You've earned this.

Awesome.

Great.

PRESENT DAY

Oh, God.

Somebody needs to
kill that stupid bird.

The rooster's name is Rufián.

Trust me, he grows on you.

Cellar, 15 minutes.

But it's still nighttime.

Really?

I thought it was
pretty dark out.

Come on, Golfo.

LAND OF WOMEN

Let me get this straight.
So this guy steals our money

and, instead of reporting
him, we're gonna work for him?

I made a deal with him.

Really? You're such
a good negotiator.

Kate, honey, it's very early.

I'm gonna need about two gallons of coffee
before I start dealing with your whining.

I just don't get what
Grandma and I are doing here.

We're family.

And families stick together,
even in the worst of times.

Mom. Mom, wake up.

What are you doing here?
Is it visiting day?

We're not at the nursing
home, Mom. We're in La Muga.

In La Muga? What are
we doing in La Muga?

Yeah, totally. I'm
wondering the same thing.

Try to remember, Mom.

We're here because Fred...

Right, right, right.

We need to run away and hide
because of your stupid husband.

I wish you had gotten
a divorce, honey.

Come on. Let's go.

Let's go.

Where? We have no
idea where they are.

The girl said they were staying in a
wine-making village in Catalonia, right?

But if you search, "Wine village,
Catalonia," you get a hundred hits.

We also know the grandmother's
name is Julia Xatart.

So that's two leads.

Why do I always get the shitty
assignments? It's just not fair.

Where I don't know if I'm gonna be
here, if I'm gonna be home, or wherever.

Can we discuss this
later? We need a plan.

Like, now.

Got it.

Oh, hell no.

CATALONIA, LAND OF WINE

Good morning.

Are you ready to taste the
best wines in Catalonia?

Yes!

Why are there only
women working?

Because men are
good-for-nothing here.

Well, for almost nothing.

Your grandma knows
them very well.

Many years ago, men
worked in the vineyards.

But when the Civil War arrived,
they were sent to the battlefront.

Because of what
might happen to them,

they left their lands to their
mothers, their daughters, their wives.

So, they started making wine.

And it became a tradition.

And ever since, this has
been the land of women.

Ladies, listen up, please.

You already know Julia.

Unfortunately.

And this is Kate and Gala.
They're here to help.

- I hope you work well with them.
- What exactly are they going to do here?

I had a wine shop in New York.

I have connections. I can help.

To improve your wine.

What is she talking about?

- What's wrong with our wine?
- Unbelievable.

- She doesn't like it.
- No...

Well, no. No, I didn't say that.

It's strong.

Very strong. And dry.

And, well, it
doesn't taste good.

But the grapes are good. It's just
that the wine isn't well-made.

You harvested the
grapes very late.

And you have a big
problem because no one…

can stand you.

The nerve!

The American girl has some nerve.
She insults our wine and now us.

Gala, Nadie os soporta
means "nobody likes you."

Oh, no. No, no, no. No, I
mean, nobody supports you.

No one helps you.
You have no support.

Yes. That. That.

I am here because I want to
help you make your wine better.

Translate it.

Listen, I know she's
a pain in the ass.

I don't like her either,
but give her a chance.

At first, you didn't
like me either.

Fine.

But you're in charge
of putting up with her.

Okay. Let's get to work. Why
don't you guys go help the ladies?

I have to taste all the
wine in the barrels.

I suddenly feel dizzy.
I feel so dizzy.

- So dizzy.
- Mom, are you okay?

Yes, yes. Don't worry.

My blood pressure dropped.
I don't think I can work.

- Okay, let's go to the doctor.
- No. You stay. I'll go with her.

Don't worry. It'll go away in a
second. Come on, sweetie. Let's go.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, sweetie. Yes, yes. I'm sure.

Shall we start?

These are the wines
from the last ten years.

The last two crops are
still aging in the barrels.

The previous ones
have been bottled.

We pick the grapes from
the 12 plots of land,

press them, and put
them into the tank.

Hold on. Some plots have
better grapes than others?

Of course.

You need to be selective. Only
use grapes from the best plots.

It's a cooperative.
It's in the name.

We use everyone's vineyards.

If you hadn't already harvested
the grapes, it would be easier.

But… they're all mixed
up and in barrels.

We need to find
another solution.

Listen, the wine is what it is.

We have to make it according to the
regulations to keep the certificate.

What certificate?

The certificate of origin.

What do you need
that certificate for?

So more people buy the wine.

But it doesn't sell because
you're making bad wine.

The problem isn't
the market. It's you.

Oh, my God.

Just one whiff and I'm drunk.

Okay, take a deep breath.

One more time.

Okay. Have you felt dizzy
at any other time recently?

Yes.

Every time a guy like
you gets close to me.

This morning she woke up
feeling a bit disoriented.

How did you expect me to
wake up? It was 6:00 a.m.

Okay. Are you taking
any medication?

Okay. You have to
remember to take it.

Now, what you can't do
is mix it with alcohol.

That's out of the question.

We may have to ask
for a second opinion.

I think you're doing well.

If anything comes up, well, you
know where to find us, Julia.

If anything comes
up, I'll be here, eh?

Wait outside, Grandma.
I'll be right out.

Hold on. Okay.

- Bye, handsome.
- Bye, Julia.

Julia, hi.

- Julia.
- Good morning.

What an annoying man.

I need you to write me a prescription.
I'm running out of hormones.

- Contraceptives?
- No.

No.

Oh, o-okay. You are...
Okay... Let's see.

Do you have any
documentation that…

Yes.

Just this?

- Yes.
- Okay. I mean... I need to consult someone.

But since you don't have a
social security number assigned

and... and we don't have
your medical record,

well, it's a... it's a
slow process, you know?

And I can't prescribe
you something that strong

without... without
running any tests.

And, of course, for the analysis,
we'd need to fill out more paperwork.

Quintanilla, you
should've played a card.

Andreu, we need to talk.

I can't. I'm in the
middle of a hand.

- Well, Andreu?
- Yes, man. Yes. I'm going. Just a moment.

You're gonna win with two nines.

- Julia!
- Holy shit, Andreu!

You made me lose the hand.

Now we can talk, right?

Come on.

Gentlemen.

She is my daughter?

She has your eyes.

Bu-Bu-Bu... But how?

What do you mean "how"?

Do I have to explain how babies
are made? For Christ's sake.

Unbelievable.

Oh, the hayloft.

Don't you remember what we'd go
and do before you dated Mariona?

Hey, but... you're not going
to tell your sister, right?

We're not telling
anyone for now.

I have a daughter.

- Yes, and she needs your help.
- Yes, yes. Of course.

What do you mean?

Do you think being a
single mother was easy?

I had a lot on my plate.

Expenses, food and a house.

And clothes. She
had a refined taste.

The French lessons. She
speaks very well, by the way.

And the health insurance.
Over there? A fortune.

So, all in all,
we're talking about

roughly around $900 a month.

For around 20 years.

Julia, I'll go broke.

She's your daughter.

No... No... Right. Of c-c-course.
No, I'll... I'll take care of it.

It's just that, right
now I don't have...

Listen... Don't worry.

Just give me what you can, and...
and we'll see about the rest.

Don't worry, eh?

We're family.

So, you made me take you
to the airport for nothing?

Yes.

It turns out I'm staying
here for a while. Sorry.

Well, if you're staying,
you'll need a guide.

You're coming with me to
Montse's bar tomorrow.

We can have a drink.

I'm a minor. I can't drink.

What happens in La Muga
stays in La Muga, kid.

Hey, you draw very well.

- Is that your girlfriend?
- Yes.

She called asking about you.
Since you used my phone…

Maggie called you?

- How is she?
- Well, my English isn't that great,

but she sounded worried.

She wanted to know
where you were.

What's going on? Are
you hiding from her?

You need to talk to
her, face-to-face.

Right, but this is more
complicated than that.

I'm sorry I screwed up then.

But don't worry, because, look,
we're in the middle of nowhere.

It would take that Maggie
chick centuries to find you.

Oh, my God. You gotta try this.

It's called butifarra. It's the only
thing I wanna eat the rest of my life.

You keep eating like that, you won't
have much of a life left to live.

You find anything?

There are at least 20 more
towns with a Julia Xatart.

We're never gonna find 'em.

They're in a town called
La Muga. M-U-G-A. Got it?

I'll order a car.

This isn't bad.

It's from the year
before I got here.

That explains a lot.

Well, I didn't know you
had a sense of humor.

What I do know is we tasted
all the wines in the winery,

and the lady didn't like any.

Are you calling me a snob?

A snob? You? No.

Just a little.

Do you miss drinking
champagne at the country club?

You have a sense of humor too.

Do you want to know what I miss?

My wine shop.

For the first time in my life,
I was doing what I wanted to do.

The opening was beautiful.
Everyone loved it.

And suddenly, poof.

It was over.

Your mother said your husband
got you into this mess.

My mom hates Fred.

And Fred…

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

He completely disappeared.

I called him a thousand
times. I wrote to him.

I tried to open his email,
but I don't know the password.

I have a computer here.

Maybe I can help you.

Maybe it's your name, your
birthday, Kate's birthday.

It doesn't matter.
I've tried everything.

Names, dates… the
model of his car.

- Let's try "password." Password.
- Come on.

Not even an idiot
would use that.

Your password is
"password"? Seriously?

Well, with a capital
"P." Obviously.

- Okay.
- It's more common than you think.

Some people use
their dog's name.

Is it just you and the dog?
Don't you have any family?

Do I look like I have a family?

Honestly? No.

Better to be alone
than in bad company.

Can you drive?

I'm in better shape than you, and I've
driven this route millions of times.

Andreu.

Hello.

Everything okay?

You shouldn't be driving.

But I'm…

perfectly fine.

Amat, I've seen you at the town
fair, and I recognize those eyes.

You've been drinking.

You are gonna have to blow, sir.
Through the mouthpiece, please.

Put that away, Quintanilla.

- Are you okay?
- Me? Yes. Fine.

The lady should drive.

The lady is not very
good behind the wheel.

What? No. Not a problem,
Officer, sir. Uncle Andreu.

Well, let's switch seats.

I can't. The seat belt.

It just gets stuck
sometimes. Let me try.

- No, it won't come out.
- No, it's... No, it's not there.

- It's stuck over here.
- It's over here. This is a little tricky.

- You have to pull it from here.
- I'm... I'm pulling.

- That's it. Yep.
- That's it.

Switch...

If you wreck my car on top of
the tractor, I'll kill you.

I'm saving you
from going to jail.

Okay. How…

Yeah.

Don't you even try.

My goodness, we don't
know how to drink, do we?

And then we complain that they
take points off our licenses.

Quintanilla, get out of here.
Go home. I'll give them a lift.

What are you doing
here this late?

The keys won't...
won't open the door.

They don't work, Golfo. Come on.

And you're piripis.

Piri... what?

Drunk, honey.

I like that one.

I thought it was better to bring them.
They were in no condition to drive.

I see that. Well,
thanks a lot, Andreu.

No, I'm happy to do it.
It's my duty, isn't it?

Taking care of everyone as if they
were my sons or... or daughters.

Thank you very much.
Good night, Andreu.

- Bye, Andreu!
- Bye, Andreu!

Well, look at you. Getting
drunk without your mother.

Sleep well, my daughter.

- You were dizzy.
- Less than you are now.

FORMADELL BANK

Andreu?

What are you doing up this late?

Shut up!

- Coffee?
- Yes. For the love of God, yes.

Kate. Kate. Kate,
Kate, Kate. Stop.

Stop with the racket. I
have a splitting headache.

Well, Sleeping Beauty is here.

Wine for breakfast?

You can't drink, Mom.

It's not for me. It's for you.

Alcohol is the best
cure for a hangover.

And this one is really smooth.

Where did you find it?

Amat had it in the basement.

I'll deal with you
later, pendejo.

Try this.

Last night's tasting
wasn't enough for you?

Will you just listen to me?

- It's good.
- It's very good.

It's last year's wine mixed
with the wine you have at home.

- What?
- In the basement.

Gala, that's table
wine. We can't use it.

Why?

We ferment this wine secretly.

Secretly?

Last year, we had too many
grapes because of the rain.

If we'd made more liters
of wine than allowed,

we would've lost the
certificate of origin.

We divided up this wine
to drink it at home.

We can't sell it.

I don't want to sell
it. I want to mix it.

Look, that wine you have is
more acidic and tastes fresher.

It's much lighter.

If we mix them, we'll make
a wine that's more subtle.

Delicious.

If we mix them, we'll lose
the certificate of origin.

You don't need the certificate.

We can create a signature
wine. Smaller, more elaborate.

Following our own rules.

- Even if that were a good idea...
- It is.

Regardless, the wine
would have to be aged,

and it wouldn't be
ready for a few months.

You won't get your money
back for a long time.

No.

Not if we sell it
to the right person.

Gala!

My friend Edna is one of the most
influential people in the wine world.

She knows which wines will be
excellent before anyone else does.

When she likes one,
she pays in advance.

…and who gets an interview
with The New Yorker?

- My biggest competitor.
- Robert Singer.

That's him right there.

If you are so close,
why don't you call her?

Because I don't want anyone to
know where I am. It's complicated.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Here.

Tell her to come
and taste our wine.

- Now it's our wine?
- Just...

- Hello.
- Hi, Edna. This is Amat.

We haven't met, but I am a
winemaker at a co-op in La Muga,

a small village in Catalonia.

Excuse me, but how did
you get this number?

- My friend, Gala.
- Gala?

Gala Scott?

Good Lord. I heard that Gala and
her family have gone missing.

Missing?

Are you serious?

Well, I hope she's
okay, wherever she is.

Excuse me, but how do
you know Gala exactly?

We are actually
good, good friends.

It's impossible not to like
Gala once you get to know her.

Here's the thing.

Gala gave me your contact info.

She said that, knowing your taste,
you would fall in love with our wine.

She said that, did she?

We would love it if you
could come and taste it.

We make a signature wine,
very limited production.

Tell her it's ecological.

- But it's not.
- Tell her.

Our wine is ecological.

Look, I'm really booked up,

but if you send me a bottle, I would
be more than happy to taste it.

Tell her this wine is special
because it's made by women.

Nothing else like
it in the world.

Our wine is made
entirely by women.

Actually, I'm just an employee,
the only one who speaks English.

Well, that's interesting.

But I just don't think I'm gonna
have any time to stop by and…

Oh, okay. I understand.

I guess I'll just call Robert Singer.
Gala said that he might be interested.

Anyway, thank you, Edna. Thank
you very much for your time.

Don't know if that
was a good idea.

Trust me.

Five, four, three, two…

Send me the address, okay?

I think I can squeeze you
in in about two weeks.

Okay. Thank you.

So your husband isn't the
only one who just vanished.

It's a long story.

Sure.

You don't want to tell me. Fine.

But this is a huge gamble.

I don't want any trouble.

Trust me. This is going to work.

But now we have little time
and lots of work ahead of us.

Come on!

Hold on, hold on.

To do everything
you're talking about,

technically, we would have to work
20 hours a day, seven days a week.

But only until the
American buyer arrives.

Another American?

Well, this town will
be crawling with them.

Listen, the cooperative
is ours, love.

And we decide how we work
and who we sell the wine to.

Get that through your head.

Look. If Edna likes it, people
will talk about this place.

The land of women.

And you'll earn a ton of money!

You like money, don't you?

- But we're not sure if she'll buy it.
- Okay, look...

We'll take the wine you have at
home and mix it with this wine.

I... I think that, since she's a foreigner,
right, she doesn't understand us.

We will make the wine
according to the rules.

No. No, we have an opportunity.

No more certificates. No
more certificate of origin.

It's over. We'll make
wine our own way.

But... But you have
some nerve, eh?

Mariona!

Get off me.

Mariona, let me explain.

No, no. I understand perfectly.

In addition to doing half the town,
you also slept with my boyfriend.

You slept with my uncle?

Look, sweetie, I didn't want
you to find out this way,

but it looks like Andreu
is not your uncle.

Well, yes, he is your uncle,
but he's also your father.

What's all this nonsense
about him being a father?

Andreu is sterile!

That's why they
couldn't have children.

Then, if... if it's not him…

Forget about me and my husband.

And don't ask us for
any money. Got it?

Because I'd sooner burn it.

You asked Andreu for money?

Well, sweetie, we were
broke. I just wanted to help.

Mom.

Oh, Grandma, you're
unbelievable.

Gala!

Mom, I have the worst
hangover of my life. Not now.

I'm sorry, dear.

For what? Because
the list is long.

- Honey, I just... I didn't even...
- You've always lied to me.

You told me my father was
dead, but you knew he wasn't.

And now I find out that
you slept with my uncle?

And you blackmail him?

- I swear I thought it was him.
- But it isn't.

And it's impossible
to know who it is

because you slept with the
whole town and can't remember.

Don't you think I feel
bad that I can't remember?

Well, you know what?

I was so happy at
the elderly home,

with my things, my friends
and my Spanish group.

And you insisted on
bringing me to this town.

I told you I didn't
want to come back.

So this is where people
come to have fun?

We watch football matches here.

We celebrate weddings,
funerals, neighborhood meetings.

And the owner is
lovely. She's so nice.

- She always gives us free beer…
- You're so cheeky.

Your friend's is on the
house. We'll see about yours.

What are you drinking?

- Nothing. Thank you.
- What did I tell you?

- The bathroom?
- Back there.

- What I told you is confidential.
- I want to see her face.

You, you, you, you. Hey, are
you looking for the bathroom?

Yeah.

- Which one?
- The women's room.

- Joana.
- Will you back off?

- Leave her alone. Leave her alone.
- I'll leave her alone.

Well, sorry. I'm just not really
sure how I should address you.

So, you... you tell me.

What are you? He? She?

I'm sorry, but…

I mean, the thing is...
Montse, guess what.

We'll... We'll have to make
a "they" bathroom in no time.

I'm telling you. Don't
you forget it, eh?

In no time, we'll...

- Can you stop? No!
- Can you back off? Sit down.

Can you sit down?

Although, well, you can't
really tell in your case.

You had some work done, right?

No, I can tell, eh?

You look amazing.

- I think I should go.
- I'm sorry, eh? Don't be so sensitive.

You stay.

Listen up, everyone.

Did you know Joana sucked on my
tits at the town fair last year?

And, Xavi, didn't she
tell you she was a virgin?

She did, right? Well, she had
already banged your cousin.

What?

Don't look at me
like that, Xavi.

Doesn't being humiliated suck?

What about you?

If you keep telling everyone confidential
information about your patients,

you'll be out of a
job in no time, pal.

- Get out. Get out.
- I'm so sorry.

Kate, are you okay?

I'm sorry. It's a small town, but there
are idiots, no matter where you go.

You can use whichever
bathroom you want.

Kate!

- You okay?
- I don't want to talk right now.

Okay.

You don't have to talk.
I'll just sit here quietly.

You don't have to tell me
anything that's going on.

I hate this town.

That's what's going on.

You're telling me.

I'm tired of always having to
tell everyone who I am. Tired.

Someone say something
or do something?

- I can fix it, honey.
- No, Mom. I don't need you to protect me.

I just want people to
stop talking about me.

Welcome to the club.
It's in our genes.

If you're different,
everyone will talk about you.

Right, but I don't want to be
different, Grandma. I want to be myself.

Why can't I? Why
don't they let me?

Why is it that once someone finds out
I'm trans, that's all they care about?

Everything is always about
that, and it's not fair.

Oh, sweetheart.

You are so much more than that.

And, yeah, there's gonna be
a lot of idiots in the world.

There's a lot of good people who love
you because they know who you are.

Even though you listen to that
horrible music, they still love you.

And being different
is okay. It's fun.

You just have to put up with
more assholes than everyone else.

Do you know what I did when people made
fun of me, and I couldn't bear it anymore?

Mom, can you slow
down? I can't breathe.

The city has made you weak.

Wow!

Yes. This view is the
only thing I've missed.

You'd walk all the
way up here to cry?

That's so depressing.

I didn't come here
just to do that.

You damn bitches!

You assholes!

I don't know, Grandma.
Coming here just to scream?

Trust me, silly. It feels amazing.
Come on. Just say a bad word.

The first one that
comes to mind.

Shit!

What a weak scream.

Put some effort into it, okay?

Pretend you're yelling at
someone to feel better.

Say something real. I don't know,
use your anger, your sadness, your...

I hate you, you bastard!

Oh, God. It does
make you feel better.

Wow, Mom.

Your turn.

But be loud. Mean
it from the heart.

You bastards!

You damn bitches!

You know what I
remembered up there?

When I was sad and Dad would start
singing "Walking on Sunshine."

Yeah, he loved that song.

He used to sing it so off-key.

I know he's been a jerk,
but I kind of miss him.

Me too.

If he was here, he'd be singing
at the top of his lungs.

Yeah.

You know, he used to say that Katrina
was the solution to any problem.

Come on, Fred. Where are you?

Give me a clue.

My necklace.

This one's very important to me.

It was an anniversary gift,
so it's basically priceless.

Maybe. But it's a fake.

What?

Mom, are you coming to bed?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll
be up in a minute.

Okay.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Okay. Just don't take too long.

Are you okay?

Can I help you?

I know the answer is no, but…

I was able to get
into Fred's email.

Really?

Well? Any clues?

No.

I still don't know where he is.

But I now know who he's with.

He has a lover.

I've spent the last
few days hating Fred.

And I thought there's no way he could
possibly hurt me more than he already had.

And then I was wrong.

- I'm an idiot.
- No.

Your husband is the idiot.

If he went off with another
woman, it's his loss.

She's not even a younger woman.

She's older than me.

Well, I don't get it. You look…

You are... I mean…

I… like you.

You don't have to lie
to make me feel better.

No, I mean it.

You are stubborn and
rigid, and obsessive and…

But…

you're fine.

I mean, you're a fine
expert with wines.

Yeah.

- What are you doing out here?
- Nothing. Just talking.

How's Kate?

Tell her I'm not letting those
two idiots in my bar ever again.

You're very kind.

Thanks for coming here to
ask. You didn't have to.

Well, I... I didn't
come just for that.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'll be inside.

- Good night.
- Good… night.

Well…

- See you tomorrow.
- Yep. Yep. Tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Bye.

I think I prefer listening
to Rufián the rooster.

At least someone's
having fun tonight.

- Hi, Julia.
- Good morning.

Oh, Lord!

Yes. Finally.

Feel like we've been
driving in circles.

Wake up, kid.

Hey, wake up!

Why did you wake me up?

Because we're here.

INSPIRED BY THE NOVEL "LA TIERRA
DE LAS MUJERES" BY S. BARNEDA