Original subtitles

A VIX ORIGINAL SERIES

"And as it was a tradition,

every full moon,

the father and daughter

left in the window

their letters to the moon."

Hello!

My love! You scared me.

Oh, sorry.

I'm here.

You fell asleep again in here, my love.

Yes, we wanted to wait for you.

- Oh, I love you. - How did it go?

Very good, incredible. I'll tell you later.

Hey, do you want to have dinner?

We made hotcakes.

That's lovely! Yes, my favorites.

- Yeah. - Will you heat them on or...?

I don't know...

Do you want me to...?

Yes, I want you to...

Dad, who are you kissing?

No... No one, my love.

I was having a dream.

Who did you dream you were kissing?

A... little monkey.

In a zoo.

Why were you kissing a monkey?

Because dreams are like that, honey.

They are very crazy.

Dad, you're a lost cause.

OK, now. Go to sleep.

No, Facundo.

That bull is too big for your bullfighting cape.

What?

- What? - No, I saw a kite.

Go to sleep.

Lolita...

- Good bye, baby. - What's up, bastard?

- What? - No, nothing.

...It's total,

everything changes, everything's transforming.

People don't believe it.

- Lalo. - Mother.

See you on Tuesday, Sonia.

Eh... goodbye, Steven.

What do you mean there's no solution?

Everything has a solution, except death.

Well, and the IRS.

What did you say her name was?

Circe, her name is Circe.

She made the spell, Mom.

Well, even experts can be wrong.

It's just like doctors...

We have to look for a second opinion.

- By who? - I don't know, we are in Mexico.

There are witches under the stones, even.

We can search for a really good one...

At the Tarahumara's Sierra.

Or Catemaco.

What if we go to an ayahuasca ceremony?

- Mom, come on! - You'll have a good time.

- Mom, come on! - Daughter, it's...

Oh, I'm not your daughter!

Let's star with that, mistake number one.

I am your son, I am a man.

A real man.

Yes, I'm not a woman.

I like women, women turn me on!

I like women!

I was the man everyone wanted to be.

I had the dream job, the perfect salary.

I had the perfect life.

And now, I lost everything and...

And suddenly, I think that...

I don't know, maybe I deserve it.

So what if you deserve to have a bad streak?

It doesn't determine who you are, Lalo.

On the contrary, it puts you to the test.

And you know what? If you are clever,

maybe, you could learn to be a better person.

You thought you were a great man,

and now that it seems

that you're recognizing your mistakes,

then maybe... Well, if we succeed...

Maybe you could learn to be a different man.

Eat some cookies.

- I can't. - Why not?

- Because I can get fat. - And?

I wear dresses.

You haven't understood anything.

Behind all shots...

and the faults,

and the penalties...

Right.

Behind the shoes and the jerseys,

the socks and shin guards,

there are human beings.

We have seen them like this forever.

Would you know, because of their talent,

or the way they play,

if they like to kiss men or women?

Why can't we start to see them like that?

Very good.

These are necessary stories,

even if they seem out of place.

What do you think?

- I pictured it... - Different.

- It's just a pilot. - Yeah.

We can cut, add, fix, whatever you want.

Yeah, but it is... dramatic.

And dense and boring. I mean...

I'm sorry, but the essence of soccer is a bit dense

and boring, right?

No, no, no.

People hear: "soccer", and think of joy.

When they hear: "gay", they think of...

- Having way more joy! - And a soccer party.

Yeah, ching�n .

Ch�nggng.

Ch�nggng is Chinese.

And it means success, and...

- Look, Aguirre. - Really?

The truth is that we liked

the other presenter so much more.

She has more passion, and energy.

And, she also knew about soccer.

Well, but we gave her a chance that day

to do the pitching, because she doesn't...

She is the coffee girl.

Yeah, but she knew about soccer.

Yes, and you will need her because this coffee is terrible.

Fine, let's see. Where is the other presenter?

- Where is she? - She doesn't work here anymore.

How bad...

- Trop mal. - No, no. Tres. Trs mal.

- Tres mal. - That's bad.

It doesn't work for us.

Aguirre, we want the other presenter,

- or there is no project. - What? No. Miguel, Paul.

Miguelito!

Fucking clients.

Fucking Lola.

Fucking Lola!

- What do we have? - Nothing.

Chicken chilaquiles, do you want some?

No, no.

I mean, what information do we have?

Nothing.

Your friend Lola is the most ordinary person.

She visits witches, she falls down every time,

she eats cakes like there's no tomorrow.

I don't know what do you want me to look into.

I want to know if she is seeing her cousin Lalo.

No. That Lalo guy has vanished from the face of the earth.

There is no trace that leads us to him.

I mean, she doesn't even have hot encounters with such cousin.

She is very boring. You know what?

- We are done. - No, no, no.

- Enough. - No, no, no.

What do you mean? No, no, no.

Wait.

I want you to be very discreet, please.

She is about to get back to work in the office.

You mean...?

That's going to be interesting?

A seven letter word that means: "Call Lola, now."

Yes, boss.

Those are seven letters in two words, you ignorant!

- Yes, sorry. - Move it!

- Sorry. - My coffee!

Yes, sorry, boss.

I have to do it all.

Why?

Sol...

- What's wrong? - Leave me alone!

What happened?

I want to see my dad.

Yeah, but your dad can't talk to you because...

He went on a trip.

Do you want something to eat?

No, I don't want anything to eat!

I don't want to be like this!

Do you know what I want?

She wants her dad.

She needs to talk to him.

What can I do?

Put on a fake mustache and wear pants,

to see if she notices?

Look, at this point, it is more than obvious

that you are unable to talk to another human being.

in which you can be present Bu in your daughter's life.way

Figure it out.

Oh, I killed you, bastard!

There must be a nest or something.

I'm not available, Vicky.

I'm not available, Aguirre.

I'm not available, Gast�n, and go fuck yourselves.

Is there another one?

We are the people! We all are equal!

We are paid the same!

We all are equal! We are paid the same!

We all are equal! We are paid the same!

Dear listeners, I'm stuck in city traffic,

but guess what?

The reason is a women's protest for equal pay.

So that a woman doesn't earn less,

for the fact of being a woman.

So while I am stuck in traffic,

yet admiring these beautiful women fighting,

I leave you with my partner Francisco Flores.

See you tomorrow!

How much more equality do you want?

You can already work, and that isn't so good.

The thing is...

Not everyone can be paid the same.

We are stronger together!

If we hadn't gone to hunt those mammoths,

you would have died of hunger, with your little bonfires.

So of course we deserve to earn triple by seniority, OK?

The entire planet owes us its life!

Love.

What if we go back to the house?

I mean, I no longer have to go to the station.

And we can... lie together...

Do fun things.

OK.

Surprise!

- Alexa. - Lalo... la!

Lola.

Lola, what are you doing here?

Well, nothing...

You know that Sol's father asked me to come here to...

To...

To this, to take care of her.

Oh... No, I did not know,

because Sol's dad is an thoughtless bastard,

who doesn't tell me about this things.

Oh, yeah? Thoughtless bastard?

- Yes, a little bit. - You are horny.

Well, Sol's dad,

he asked me to tell you

to... lend me his space.

You know, his half... of the apartment.

Well...

We will be in my room, you won't notice we're there.

Come on, love.

OK? In my half of the house.

Honey!

Come here, come here.

Come on, come on...

Come on, lie on the bed.

What the fuck are you doing?

- Don't look in! - Yeah, close them.

What are you looking at, you anus face!

Sol!

Surprise.

This...

This is just like...

Yes. Just like what, Sol?

Your dad told me to look after you.

He asked me to... give you this surprise.

To do this for you.

Yeah.

This is exactly the way my parents decorated

when I turned eight.

- Oh yeah? - Yes.

Oh, what a coincidence.

- No wonder... - Yes!

Yeah?

I remember there were fishbowls and turtles.

We ate fish nuggets and shrimp.

There was also a little pool!

My parents spent the whole party blowing bubbles.

It was the best birthday I had.

What's wrong?

Why did your face change?

You were very happy telling me about it.

Yes, it's just that...

I checked Bruno's Instagram yesterday and...

Wait, and Bruno is?

He's the boy I like.

So I saw the pictures that he likes.

They were young girls...

Pretty, beautiful.

Yeah, with...

Ah, with melon boobs.

- Big ones. - Yeah.

Busty.

I mean, I really like him, but I don't know anymore.

Love always comes.

And believe me, he is not for you.

I am a transparent jellyfish.

Do you want to go to the park?

While...? We'll go to the park, come.

That happens to all of us. I mean, us girls.

You know, feeling weird, freaky, abnormal.

Uh, nerdy.

Good afternoon, ladies!

But I have the solution for that.

Endorphins.

Exercise.

I include it in my therapy, it's fast.

An hour and a half, two tops.

Hey, Lola, what if we better leave it for another day?

When we have more... I don't know...

More will, time, water? Water! Sun!

Clothes.

Our clothes should be comfortable.

Oh, yeah.

Yes, that's fine.

My dad does that.

Exercise?

Interrupts me.

It bothers me a lot when he interrupts me.

He always wants to finish my sentences.

I feel like he thinks I'm very...

Unstable? Desperate?

Intense, right?

Lola! Yes. Intense, clumsy, weird,

silly and, I mean, the whole package.

I feel that he wants me to speak quickly,

so he can hang the phone.

I will not take that.

It's fine, take it.

Maybe it's important.

No, hey.

You are important.

Really?

No, you're going to blame me for it.

- Just take the call. - No, no, no.

This resentment that you feel towards your dad,

it can be fixed, right? Yeah!

No, no, no. I don't know.

I always say that my eighth birthday was my favorite

because it was the last one

in which my parents were together.

After that, they separated.

And with everything that my mother has told me,

who knows how long he had been waiting to leave.

Just like the telephone comedy.

Well, my dad used to get a lot of nudes,

while my mother was feeling hurt.

It lasted for months.

But I think she is still in love of him.

- Oh, yeah? - Yes, sure.

Because she got bitter since she divorced.

And she kept talking about him, a lot later.

But the following week, my dad already had an apartment

and, obviously, a thousand girlfriends.

Well, everything changed when I turned eight years old.

It... makes me feel that...

That it was my fault.

But it wasn't your fault.

Well, Lola, I'm leaving.

My grandma is waiting for me.

Can I see you tomorrow at the same time?

Will go for a run. Endorphins!

But...

I do miss him.

He is an asshole, but I miss him.

- Hello? - Lola!

Natalia.

Why aren't you answering my emails?

What emails?

I've been looking for you all morning.

My dad and I want to take you out for dinner.

Rather today, it's in your best interest.

What for?

See you at 03:00 in El Bosco? You know where, right?

Well, I sent the address to your email.

She said yes.

Facundo?

Who is it?

- Lola. - Eh...

Eh...

Lola, no...

Now it's not a good time.

Natalia called me.

She wants me to have dinner

with Aguirre, at the usual place.

Yes... I know.

The clients came,

and they want everything with you.

Just like me.

Yes, but I don't want to go there alone.

Can you come with me?

Right now? Over there?

You go ahead...

- Lola? - Eh?

I already ate the bread.

Guacamole...

Well, with chips, like this...

Facundo, what are you doing here?

Well, I...

She invited me.

Well, this is no secret.

We better make this quick.

- Sit down. - Thank you.

Come on.

I kind of figured that the other presenter,

as hot she was,

she couldn't turn the clients on.

Dad, I swear I'll be the first one to report you

on the #MeToo's movement.

- Stop it, baby. - No, you stop it.

Let's have a toast to your return, Lola.

Wait a sec.

Excuse me!

Cut that ridiculous music, please.

Sorry! Sorry, it's late.

Stop it, baby.

Cheers! Because we are a great team.

True.

I won't come back if I don't make twice

as he was making.

Lalo, my cousin.

And I don't care if you say that I am a woman.

Aguirre, I want twice.

Twice as what Lalo was making.

- Yeah. - Don't say no.

Don't even tell her that she is a woman.

Stop it, baby.

Well, I mean, we can afford that small salary.

Nice!

Cheers to your return, Lola!

- OK, let's go. - Well, enjoy your meal.

See you.

Bye, gorgeous.

Hey, sorry, again.

You can play your music back, we are leaving.

My apologies.

Fuck yeah, Lola!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I thought I was not going to make it, but I did!

I'm back! I'm...!

No, wait, you bastard.

- Wait. - But it wasn't me...

- It was you... - No, no, no.

- Sorry? - No, not that.

Forgive me, Lola.

- Sorry. - I liked it.

- Oh yeah? - Yeah.

Me too.

No, no, asshole. I don't have to like that.

- Why not? - Just because.

- Get out of here. - What?

Get out of here!

- Will I see you tomorrow? - Yes, yes, goodbye.

Go on.

I liked it.

I'm gay!

- Daughter, I'm glad you came! - What's up, Mom?

That naked man isn't here, right?

I don't want him to show up, with his dick flapping around.

No, no, no. He went to renew his INE today.

Are you going on a trip or what?

No, we are!

- Where to? - To Catemaco.

- Catemaco? - Yeah.

I got a powerful witch!

She's able to perform surgery on malignant tumors

with her breath's mist.

That is, just...

But... when?

- Tomorrow? - Tomorrow!

- Tomorrow? - Yeah.

In the morning.

Oh, Mom. I...

I got a job.

- Oh, really? - Yeah.

- You don't say! - Yes, with a very good salary.

And the people from work is trusting in me.

- I mean, in Lola. - OK.

Besides, me and Sol, agree to exercise together.

We are having a good relationship.

- Yes, yes. - And...

I kissed Facundo, a smooch.

- Lalo! - Yeah?

- Lola, or whatever it is. - It doesn't matter.

Don't you want to be a man again?

Preuzeto sa www.titlovi.com