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(Door)

(Siren)

(Music)

# When I close my eyes, # I can see... #

You'll be a faggot!

(Music)

Hey, you alone. Gomina, please.

So much muscle and we don't even get backwards.

What the hell are you looking at?

What am I looking at? Let me look at you.

I am gay and when I was sitting there

I ate all kinds of jokes and of jokes and comments

that made my life miserable, so I will not allow them to happen again.

Any questions about this or shall we continue?

And what do we care what do we care about your bullshit?

(LAUGHING)

You are the literature teacher.

Your sexual tastes I don't give a damn about them.

What is your name? Marcos.

Marcos, it matters a lot to me that that there is zero homophobia in this class.

(Doorbell)

You may leave.

Marcos, you stay.

In my class, I want you to express yourselves freely,

but always with respect. I will not allow anyone

be intimidated by reactions like yours by reactions like yours.

And what are you going to do? Talk to the director?

Because I don't think he's too keen to tell us your secrets.

Ah, you think I have something to hide.

I think it's your life. Yes, of course it's my life

and the only thing I do is to show myself naturally.

I don't know why, because no one is asking you to.

Because there are still people who are afraid to do it.

Because if I had mentioned you my wife or my girlfriend,

wouldn't have bothered you, would it?

See you tomorrow in class.

-What did Álvaro tell you? Nothing, just bullshit.

Tomorrow we'll have a botellón, won't we?

-Yes, but it's going to be cold fucking cold, isn't it?

-Then you wrap up warm or you leave the house blind.

Are you coming? -You know I don't drink.

-It's all right. Are you coming? -Of course.

-And you're coming too. We'll see. And you, Marcos?

Are you in? Are you coming to the botellón?

Yes, yes, it goes.

And are you really a virgin?

-Hala!

Say it louder.

Don't worry, I'll teach you everything I know.

How many guys have you been with to say that?

What do you care?

Shall we get something to eat? I'm starving.

Okay.

Where is it? Well, that's a surprise.

Ah, okay.

Actually, I have to locate myself. I don't know which way it was. It was that way.

(Song in Korean)

Isn't that the new guy in class?

Oh my!

Come on, let's go see him.

Are you going to record him? Man, of course.

Not bad, right? Good.

What are you doing here?

"Night up the two of us with a full moon.

I started to cry and you laughed.

Your disdain was a god, my complaints.

Moments and chain pigeons."

"Night down both of us. Crystal of sorrow.

You were crying for deep distances.

My pain was a group of agonies

on your weak heart of sand.

The dawn joined us on the bed.

The mouths placed on the icy stream

of endless blood that spills."

Are you talking about fucking? -I'm getting horny.

"The sun came in through the closed balcony.

and the coral of life opened its branch

# over my shrouded heart."

"Sonetos del amor oscuro", Federico García Lorca.

Did you like it?

It's cool. -Not bad.

Good, I'm glad.

In this sonnet we can appreciate the characteristic style of the author,

mixing cult and popular and popular elements

and using very risky metaphors.

-How long did it take to write a move like this? a move like this?

-I don't know, It depends on the inspiration of the poet.

-And it depends on the amount of cigarettes smoked.

This is important.

-There are also the author's the author's main themes,

love and desire,

that, in Lorca, always lead to frustration.

Why was he so frustrated?

Lorca always pursued freedom, defended the genuine,

joy, beauty in the face of obscurantism.

And he was persecuted for it, did you know that?

In fact, it cost him his life.

The man who murdered him bragged about doing it because he was a faggot.

-I wish I had lived now, don't you? Things are not like that anymore.

-No, things are not like that anymore, of course.

There are now laws that protect the LGTBIQ community.

Society is more open than it was then,

but homophobia is still there and continues to kill.

-Well, don't overdo it. Killing...

-Homosexuality is punishable death penalty in 11 countries.

-Well, but not here.

-And in this country, here, in this egalitarian and modern place,

homophobic and transphobic violence and transphobia

that often goes unpunished.

The years I sat there, at one of those desks,

those were years I spent them scared to death,

pretending, playing a role to survive.

And those were years that I lost somehow.

There is one thing that is very clear to me: no one will give those years back to you.

Do you know?

(Doorbell)

You may leave.

-Very cool.

Is it time for me to join the film club?

Yes, of course.

(Piano)

(Music)

Relax.

Well, that's okay too.

These things happen.

Relax. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.

Sorry.

Next time I will do better.

Fuck! It looks great, doesn't it?

And that's I'm not much of a chocolate person.

Another day I'll make yours with lemon, ok?

This one is for Nacho's birthday.

18 years already?

Don't worry, that one too I'm going to eat it.

I can imagine.

When I grow up, will you still make me your lemon pie?

Of course, always.

What about Sandra?

Well, here we go.

I really don't know.

I think she's a sweetheart and very pretty.

Look, if Sandra is not for you, she's not for you.

And that's okay, right?

Did you buy the candles?

Yes, yes, yes. Good.

"Are you going to record it? Man, sure."

(Song in Korean)

"He's not doing bad, is he? Good.

What are you doing here?"

(Music)

(Door)

What? And you can be so many hours studying, can't you?

What are you doing? I'm leaving in half an hour.

If you want, join us. We'll make room for you.

With Sandra? Yes, and with Raul.

You don't know him, do you? Doesn't ring a bell.

Well, I'm going to the bathroom,

I change and we go out.

If you don't get some air, you're going to get a jari.

# In Okinawa. # I bought a house in Okinawa.

# And it's in the middle of the sea. # And no wonder

# to bring the bills # in a canoe.

Come on, cheer up, birthday boy.

# In Okinawa # I bought a house in Okinawa

# with the fence unpainted. # And if you call me

# I won't tell anyone anything either. # Nor you to others.

# Even if it has no terrace or glasses, # or cups,

# I live more peacefully in Okinawa. #

(Siren)

Shall we shoot a few shots?

Yes, we did a little shooting.

You must be good at you must be good at.

No, I don't, I don't like sports.

I don't believe you're that bad.

You don't believe me? No.

The only time I ever played basketball in my life... I caught the ball,

I went to make a pass and I broke the referee's nose.

He started to bleed and they threw me out. What do you say, man?

Do you think I can play a sport again? play sports again?

You're kidding me. I'm fucking not.

Yes. Okay, whatever you say,

I'm kidding you. Do I look like I'm going to play again?

Dad.

Ah, it's your father.

I am Raul, your son's colleague.

See you at home.

What's wrong with him?

Nothing. Let's go.

-You can do it!

-It was clear.

-That's harder than passing math.

-What a pity. He's going to get it.

(THEY SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME)

-Sherlock Holmes.

(laughs)

(Song in English)

-Marcos.

Marcos.

What are you doing here alone?

Get in, it's cold. I'll take you home.

Come on, you're going to catch pneumonia and I don't want you to miss school.

Don't think about it.

Where can I take you?

Wait.

Can I ask you a question?

Yes, of course.

How did you discover you were gay?

Mine is a classic.

When I was a teenager, I had a best friend.

We spent the whole day laughing nonstop,

but every time he hooked up with a girl, well...

You didn't like it at all. No, not at all.

I had a terrible time.

And the day he got a girlfriend broke my heart.

So, I said: "Ah, I was taken by him."

I didn't even know it.

Then you accept it little by little.

How?

You're getting sick of hiding.

You choose the people who love you the way you are.

But each one has its own process.

I even got a girlfriend.

Really? I swear. I swear.

Her name was Vicky.

She was divine, but, of course, that...

It didn't work.

The most annoying thing is that there are still people full of hate

and fear of what they consider different.

Even people close to us.

But that's their problem, not mine.

We cannot live by always satisfying others.

Come on, give me your address and I'll give you a ride.

-Who was that friend of yours you were in high school with?

Raul, the new kid on the block.

He is very nice.

Are you close friends?

I don't know what you mean. Yes, you do.

That boy is a faggot, right?

I do not know.

I like him, I don't care.

I do care who my son hangs out with.

You are not like him, Marcos.

If it were, what would happen?

I know you and I know you won't fall for it.

Fall into what, Dad?

You're going to stop meeting him. Give me the cell phone.

Let's see, Raul is not the problem. Give me your cell phone.

And now I'll take your laptop.

If you have some class work, you take the typewriter.

It works perfectly.

(Door)

Go.

It never will.

You will never understand me.

-You have to give it time.

It's just, for him, this is all very difficult, honey.

But you're a good boy, Marcos.

And when you're good, everything else doesn't matter.

That's all that matters.

Promise me that you will never forget this,

OK?

I love you very much

and I am very proud of you, very proud of you.

Breathe slowly.

Very good, very good.

Better?

(Doorbell)

Are you Marcos?

Henry?

(Song in English)

Hey, your site is very cool.

Do you like it?

Have you seen the mirror?

Isn't it nice?

I have to go now.

See you soon.

Ciao.

-Hey, Marcos.

One thing.

If someday you want to go for a ride with me and some colleagues,

just tell me, okay?

A return for what?

Look, you've screwed me over many times, but I'm very clear about two things:

one is that I have a radar that does not fail

and the other is that inside the closet it looks terrible.

Whenever you're ready, count me in, okay?

See you soon.

(Doorbell)

-Marcos.

What the hell are you doing here? Why aren't you answering the phone?

What's wrong with you?

They don't know, do they?

Well, so what?

Leave me alone. What do you care what they think?

Don't touch me, dammit!

-Congratulations, Ignacio. The best grade in the whole center.

You are a beast.

With the hard year you've had has even more merit.

You should be very proud, Roberto.

-It's because he's my boy.

Congratulations, little brother.

You are late.

Where the hell have you been?

In front of the whole crowd?

Are you that bad?

We'll talk later at home. Pull.

(Doorbell)

Sorry.

-You need to have fun.

Pass.

(Music)

Marcos.

Marcos. Marcos.

Who the hell are you?

Marcos.

Marcos.

Marcos.

Let's go home.

(Door)

-Hey, hey.

Where were you?

Answer me.

You, come.

Where were you? At a party.

Of faggots? No, no.

Are you a faggot too?

Do you want your father to give you a kiss?

Was your brother in a queer place, yes or no?

(Mobile)

Raul.

Yes.

Yes, a long time.

Already.

No, don't worry.

How?

A short film?

# In me dwell a thousand currents.

# A room of mirrors.

# Prisoners of their myths, # they wage wars in my body.

(SCREAMS)

(LAUGHING) # I have this cursed power.

# I keep overflowing seas. (SCREAMS)

# The brazenness of desire lives here # And brushes my lips.

# Freedom in discovering for myself # my sins.

# Walls come to me, # symbols of my past.

# Let me lose myself still # And many years to come.

# This age makes me # a secret and its steps.

(laughs)

No.

I'd be like that for the rest of my life, huh?

# If strangeness unites us, # if what is our own is mystery,

# if anger is effect, # I succumb to what I feel. #

Does anyone else want to leave?

-Rainbow Mafia. -It's a fucking aberration.

See you later. -Yuck.

-Goodbye.

-Well, I'm loving it, huh?

-It's very cool. -It's cool.

-We continue.

(Song in English)

See you tomorrow.

-Pussy.

-Hey, Marcos.

You just made such a mess, so bad...

Fuck, that was awesome.

Anyway, I won't be hanging out with you and your colleagues.

No, I can imagine. You a lot of coming out of the closet,

but well... The pen for September, right?

Well, little by little. You've done enough for today.

See you soon.

Paco.

Tell me.

How did you know?

Can you tell?

That will also cease to matter to you.

-Your visit, Marcos.

-How are you?

Well, it's pretty crazy,

but, even though I'm stuck in here, I feel freer than ever.

Thank you for everything.

How are you doing? Fine, fine.

The director is making my life impossible impossible for me to ask for a transfer.

I am too uncomfortable.

And too queer.

And too heavy. Yes, that too.

-Are you sick or what's wrong with you?

Are you sick?

-Calm down, please. Calm down.

-What's wrong with you is that you're a fucking pervert!

-Don't touch me! -I'll touch you if I feel like it!

Don't you realize that you have recorded a sex video to minors?

-I didn't record anyone. Hey!

Hey!

Let it go!

Marcos, you stay out of this! -Please!

-Stay out of it! -Calm down.

-Don't touch me. -Let's go to my office. It's all right.

-Are you going to continue to cover up for this abuser? this abuser?

-Alvaro, that's enough! -Shut up, you little rascal!

-Are you all right? -Yes, I am.

-Marcos?

Calm.

Everyone inside.

Sorry.

-Well, I don't.

Now everyone knows what you live at home.

Is something wrong with you?

It goes. What?

I keep thinking that I pushed you to do it.

No. Yes.

I encouraged you to stand up to your father.

I had a terrible time when I was your age and...

And you didn't expect it was going to end like this.

I'm sorry if I've intruded more than I should have in your life.

After all I'm just your teacher.

And what is a teacher a teacher do?

Teaching, right?

Well, you have taught me a lot.

What happened was my fault alone.

I killed my father.

# A long road

# Lost in the distance

# and I want to walk it with you.

(SCREAMS)

# With you I want to go # Till nightfall

# the end of days.

# When I close my eyes...

No! No! Stop!

Stop, please! Please don't!

# Without hesitation I would repeat,

# because now I know # what price I have to pay

# to make you mine again.

# In spite of the pain... #

I have killed him.

The University of Salamanca is not London, but it is not bad.

Mom would be so proud.

I have spoken to the lawyer and he is going to plead self-defense.

He knows everything that was going on at home, everything Dad did to you...

In short, everything.

So you'll be out of here soon

That's not important now.

Well, I almost screwed it up, because I talked to the police and...

I know.

But that's what an older brother does to protect his little brother,

right? In this case, the opposite is true.

It was for the best, Nacho. I am a minor.

Don't give it another thought, okay?

Thank you for everything.

Do you think we're going to stay screwed forever?

I do not know.

I do not know,

but from now on only depends on us.

My first two days of leave.

Well, I'm going for a swim.

Here we go. (LAUGHS)

I have always liked his back.

Holy shit! It's freezing in here, huh?

Me too.

Oh!

Uh!

You don't even get involved here, come on, but no way.

Sorry, Sandra.

I must be the worst guy you've ever been with in your life.

Well, we did what we could.

And that's much better than being sweethearts,

than being lovers...

I wouldn't trade it for anything.

And what is this?

I don't know its name,

but it is much more beastly than all that.

(Music)

Hey, are you coming or what?

Come on, let's go. # In me dwell a thousand currents.

Okay, but only on the shore. # A room of mirrors.

# Prisoners of their myths, # they wage war in my room.

# I have this cursed power. # I keep overflowing seas.

# The brazenness of desire lives here # And brushes my lips.

# Freedom in discovering for myself # my sins.

# Walls come to me, # symbols of my past. #

"It had been a long time my father and I hated each other.

It was mutual, I guess.

The difference is that since my mother died

I didn't even disguise it anymore.

And the only thing hatred breeds is more hate.

Childhood sucks. You don't learn anything.

And then, all of a sudden, it all jumps out at you.

'Here you go, fucking reality'. As if with adolescence

you a free ticket to hell. to hell.

But if you don't live that hell that hell,

you won't be able to find out who you are,

because behind the anger and hatred

also hides the anxiety to live in the sun,

With eyes open."

# Now I don't feel cold anymore.

# I no longer want to be distant.

# I distinguish what is important.

# Clarity at every moment.

# If I look into your eyes,

# if I understand the silence,

# if you have given me everything,

# I abandon my fears.

# If the strange brings us together,

# if the proper thing is mystery,

# if anger is an effect,

# I succumb to what I feel.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# If I look into your eyes,

# if I understand the silence,

# if you have given me everything,

# I abandon my fears.

# If the strange brings us together,

# if the proper thing is mystery,

# if anger is an effect,

# I succumb to what I feel.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# So much life, so much life.

# So much, so much, so much life.

# If I look into your eyes,

# if I understand the silence,

# if you have given me everything, # I abandon my fears.

# If the strange brings us together,

# if the proper thing is mystery,

# if anger is an effect,

# I succumb to what I feel.

# If I look into your eyes,

# if I understand the silence,

# if you have given me everything, # I abandon my fears.

# If the strange brings us together,

# if the proper thing is mystery,

# if anger is an effect,

# I succumb to what I feel. #