All language subtitles for Fat.People.2009.720p.BluRay.x264-KaKa

Look at me.

Take a good look.

Look closely, ladies and gentlemen.

That was me before.

You see?

And look at me now.

Look at me now.

lmpossible as it may seem,
that's me.

That's me,

ladies and gentlemen!

And you're asking yourselves,

how did he do it?

KiloAway!

-How did he do it?
-KiloAway!

And you're thinking at home,

this guy is here to sell us
KiloAway.

This guy is here to rave
about how great it is.

Wrong.

l'm not here to sell you
KiloAway.

l'm not here to talk about
KiloAway.

Ladies and gentlemen,
l'm not going to do it.

My name is Enrique Fresan
and l'm a nutrition expert.

l'm here to tell you
about the 4 Step Method.

Let's start with Step 1 .

Bingo!

Ladies and gentlemen,
we have bingo.

STEP 1 : HONESTY. LOOK AT YOURSELF
AND ASK, "DO l LlKE MYSELF?"

That concludes this round.

That's me, ladies and gentlemen!

And you're asking yourselves,

-how did he do it?
-KiloAway!

What phase are you in now,
the after-after?

l'm gonna take a picture ofyou

to show my wife. She buys your pills
and actually thinks they help.

You don't fit.

Here we go.

Smile for me.

Come on, smile.

Fucking fraud.

l don't treat people
who want to lose weight,

l treat people who want to find
the cause of their obesity.

That's the only way to lose weight
and keep it off.

l won't put you on a diet.

Eat anything you like.

No more deadlines,
no more frustration.

You have to find

your own path, your own pace,
without rushing.

The key is coming up with a plan

together so we can help each other.

We'll ask each other questions
and search for

answers inside ourselves.
ln short,

we're going to expose ourselves.

So let's get started.

l'd like you all to stand up

and take offyour clothes.

Nobody should feel ashamed.

But...

l'm not stripping.

Then you might as well leave.

Honey, come on.
Let's go.

l love being fat and naked.

Like you guys are swimsuit models...

Honey, please, let's go.
This must be a sect...

Be quiet.

l'm not fat, l'm overweight.

l hate being fat.
l've never been fat.

Four months ago l weighed 63 kilos.

Then l started gaining weight.

One, two, three kilos...

Three kilos?
You don't even notice.

Four, five... Five kilos.

A little diet and exercise
and they'll come right off.

6, 7, 8, 9, 1 0...

Afew pills, a strict diet,
plenty of exercise...

they'll definitely come off.

1 1 , 12, 1 3, 14, 1 5...

l'll fast.
Two weeks eating only syrup.

Works every time.

16, 17, 1 8, 1 9... 20.

Twenty kilos.

l've had insomnia
since l was ten,

which means more hours in the day
to do stuff, especially eat.

Me too.

l have to take sleeping pills

because if l wake up at night
l start eating.

Sofia, what are you doing?
Cover yourself!

-Let's get out of here!
-You go ahead.

What?

You should leave and let her stay.

You're not even fat.

l told you not to come along.

You insisted.

And just as well l did come along.

Come on, get moving.

God!

What a pain!

Okay, we can get started now.

Let's get dressed.

What are you doing?

Paula!

What are you doing?

Making a window
so we can see it.

See him or check up on it?

Check up on it.

What ifwe need a little privacy?

-Privacy or sex?
-Sex.

We can hang a blind.

We'll have to soundproof it
because of the noise.

Double pane.
Just a little more.

Wait, don't exert yourself.

No, l want to finish it!

-No!
-Yes!

No exerting myself, no sex.

You can rest
and l'll do all the work.

Hands off.

How's the new group?

Did you take your clothes off?

You said you weren't going to.

Yeah, but l get my speech going
and l get carried away...

And now you're horny
and wanna fuck.

Yeah, more or less.

l don't know about you,
but l'm going back.

l think we should mention it
to the Community.

-Tomorrow we have the Word.
-l know what they will say.

lfyou already know,
then that answers your question.

And not telling your parents
about it

should also give you a hint.

Alex, l'm sick of it.

Your parents, my parents,
the Supreme Father, the Community...

l feel suffocated.

You're such a rebel, Sofi.

We've never even
seen each other naked.

That will come.

-When, on our wedding night?
-Of course.

What ifyou suddenly don't like me?

Last summer in Salou we saw each other
in bathing suits.

-That's not the same.
-Yes, it is.

-Then let's do it right now.
-Right now?

Yeah.

Your parents will be here
any minute.

Then we'd better hurry.

-Sofia, no...
-Just a little.

Let me take off this button.
Come on.

How do l have to say it?

Fine, but l'm going to.

She has to get her way.

Sofia, no...

Sofia, stop.
Someone will see you.

l don't understand this at all.

Suddenly you're so worried
about your physical appearance.

This can't go on.

"Do you not know that your body
is a temple of the Holy Spirit,

who is in you,
whom you have received from God?

You are not your own."
Corinthians, 6:1 9-20.

"Therefore, l urge you, brothers,
in view of God's mercy,

to offer your bodies
as living sacrifices,

holy and pleasing to God.
This is your spiritual act ofworship."

Romans, 12:1 .

Your turn.

The lady wants to see me?

You wanna see me?

You're gonna see me.

There you have it.

-Cover yourself.
-All of it.

-Not all of it.
-Yes, all of it.

That Christ gives me the creeps.

lt's so small and wrinkled.

That means you don't like me.

lt's not that, l'm just nervous.

-Let's touch.
-You mean each other?

Well, yeah.

-l really don't know if...
-lfwhat?

Nothing, that's enough.

You see, Sofi?

Some things are wrong
in God's eyes.

My great grandfather Desiderio...

My grandfather Vicente...
My uncle Paco...

My father Emilio...

My older brother Fede.

All of them happy,
optimistic,

they all loved life
and its little daily pleasures...

And they all died under 50
from obesity-related diseases.

l'm 49 years old,

l'm happy, optimistic,

l love life and its
little daily pleasures...

and l'm scared to death.

Why suddenly worry about your weight?
You're in great shape.

l can't even see my dick
when l pee.

l've seen it and it looks just fine.
Just fine.

But l can barely screw you
with this big belly. Do you feel it?

Of course l do, silly.
Every inch of it.

Every inch, every inch, every inch!

COPYlNG FlLES...

What are you doing with my cell?

l'll give it back, fat ass.

-Give it to me.
-Beat it.

l said give it to me!

Careful, you're so fat
you might have a heart attack!

You're so selfish!

Stop!

What's going on here?

This selfish cunt
won't let me use her phone.

Try and be polite.

lfyou want her phone, say please.

May l please use your cell phone,

my twin sister
the fat fucking sea cow?

Over my dead body,
you flaming little turd.

Very good.
Communication comes first.

CONNECTlON ERROR

This is the story of how my partner
screwed up my life.

Don't think, just do as l say!

Because you're a pest,
a schmuck, a lowlife!

That's what you are,
a pest that won't go away!

A sewer rat!

ldiot!

My contract had a clause
that forced me

to maintain my weight
for three years

after making the commercial.

Obviously,
l've violated my contract.

Where are you going?

Pictures of me appeared in a couple
magazines, on TV... and sales dropped.

-Stay the night.
-The whole night costs 1 ,000 euros.

1 ,000 euros? 1 ,000 euros?
Come here, look.

l'll show you what things are worth.

How about a personally
autographed poster?

The more sales dropped,
the more worried l got,

the more l ate
and the fatter l got.

Then more pictures of me
in magazines,

and l got even fatter,
ate more and worried more.

And more and more...

Sure enough, my partner sued me

and got the judge to freeze

all my accounts as a precaution.

Do those pills work?

lf they did, he wouldn't be fat.
Or here.

l took them for a while

and all l got was awful diarrhea
and severe mood swings.

-What do you put in them?
-Nothing, they're all natural.

They don't affect your mood.

lt's not my fault you're fat,
asshole!

They give you energy
for the daily routine.

And the others? How does being
overweight affect you at work?

l used to work in a mall,
promoting a new brand of perfume.

But you'd think l was selling
poison rather than perfume...

My name is Sofia,
how can l help you?

Now l'm working in telemarketing
for a large company.

l liked it at first,
alone in my cubicle,

protected by my little walls.
But for some reason...

My name is Sofia,
how can l help you?

...one day l started feeling

uncomfortable, like l was dead...

l'm a forensic investigator.

l'm too fat to chase bad guys,
so l examine dead guys.

One night l was examining a corpse
at Casa lsaac,

a really fancy restaurant
l'd always wanted to try.

The victim had argued with his fiancee.
To show off,

he took off her engagement ring
and swallowed it.

lt got stuck in his throat
and he choked to death.

The maitre'd gave him the Heimlich,

but by the time he got the ring out
it was too late.

The ring had an inscription
l couldn't quite make out.

l was curious and...

l licked it clean.

lt was without thinking.

lt was a reflex.

The problem is, l liked it.

lt tasted like fresh oysters

and Galician wine.

l'm curious,

what did the inscription say?

"l'll love you
even in the afterlife."

How appropriate.

-What about you, Leonor?
-What about me?

How does being overweight
affect you at work?

l work at home, so it doesn't.

l'm a telecom engineer,
l have my own business.

l create lnternet protocols
and system codes.

Let me get this straight.
You say

you're not fat, only overweight.
And it doesn't affect you at work.

So l was wondering,

why are you here?

My boyfriend's an engineer too.

We've been together for 12 years.
Very happy.

We'd go to the gym,
ate healthy food,

fucked all the time...
5 months ago

he moved to L.A. for a year to work
for an American company and...

Well,

the rest is obvious.

He has no idea and l won't tell him.

You can't tell my weight

by my voice.
Or by how l type.

A telecom expert without a webcam?

l don't fucking want one.

Why don't you just tell him?

Why don't you just help me
lose 20 kilos?

When does he get back?

ln five months.

Don't worry, if he's in the U.S.
he'll come back as fat as a pig.

ls it working yet?

Not yet, in a minute.

Now appearing in cabin 3,
Erika...

lt's my turn.

Come by later and l'll give you
a special treat.

Did you go see her after?

No, of course not. Never.

Maybe you should have.

lt's not only about saving ourselves.

lt's about saving others too,
or at least trying to.

l'll go back if l have to.

-That won't be necessary...
-What is it, Sofia?

Don't you trust Alex?

Of course l do. But l don't like him
seeing beautiful naked women.

Maybe that's why
he doesn't want to see me naked.

Sofia, please...

We're getting married next year.
Can't we get acquainted?

There are more effective ways

to get acquainted.

Why is anything to do with sex
so bad and wrong?

No, no, no.
Sex is not bad and it's not wrong.

You just have to wait

for the right time, the right reason
and the right place.

You see? l told you.

While you're at it,
tell them about

that sect you joined.

They do some weird stuff.

Oh, come on!

Always the same.

Hey, show a little team spirit.
20-1 5, set point for the blue team.

Let's go, you look asleep
out there!

-What's wrong?
-Can l go? l feel dizzy.

Yeah, let her go!

She's undernourished.

Nuria, class is over in 1 0 minutes.
Get back out there.

l don't think so.

l'm sick ofyour excuses.
l'll have to fail you.

Fine.

Okay, l'm taking Nuria's spot.
Blue team has possession.

Samuel, your service.

Come on, get that fat ass
in gear already!

Luis, one more joke out ofyou
and you'll fail this course.

Let's go!

You fat fuck.

l'd smack you but l don't want
to get lard on my hands.

Pass it over here, let's go.

When do you eat? What's the thought
that sets it all in motion?

When you're bored?
When you're stressed?

When you're satisfied?

-Unsatisfied?
-How about all of the above?

When l'm working...
which means all day long.

When people laugh at me,
insult me,

hate me, attack me...

l hide cupcakes and candy

and eat when nobody's around.

l have a cupcake, another cupcake,

l switch to chocolate,
another cupcake,

then l have lunch,

first course, second course,
dessert,

a snack, then dinner,

and just before bedtime

a tiny piece of chocolate.

lsn't that what everybody
expects from me?

"Look, he's fat again."

l feel awful. Really awful.

l feel... guilty.

l've found a pretty effective method
to deal with this subject.

Sharing.

You mean fatten up
the people around you.

No, it's not that...

One for you, one for me.

-And everyone's happy.
-l don't want any more.

Come on, sweetie, eat up.
lt's your birthday cake.

She's breaking with the routine.

Know what l wished for?
For you to die.

Guess what l wished for.
Wait, it's coming true...

You sick fucking asshole!

You two are really unbearable today.

Time for your presents.

This is for you,

and this is for you.

Wow, it's big.
What is it, a laptop?

A laptop...

What crap is this?

An automatic sequencer

for analyzing DNA samples.

You can be like Dad.

lt was broken
so l fixed it up for you.

How unbelievably lame!

Don't be so ungrateful.

Since we knew you wouldn't like it,

we bought you this.

-What's this for?
-Body shaping.

You put the electrodes
around your body and it hardens

the loose areas.

lt better have a zillion electrodes!

A cell phone!

lt has a video camera and everything,
so you won't bother your sister.

More megapixels than yours, fat ass.

Eat up, sweetie.

Just use your body shaper after
and you're all set.

-l MlSS YOU.
-ME TOO, MY LOVE.

GUESS WHERE l AM RlGHT NOW.

AT THE AlRPORT.
l'M GETTlNG ON A PLANE.

WHERE TO?

Teo, Teo!

Teo, come here!
Teo!

Teo, come!

Teo!

Teo, sweetie. Where's Mommy?
Where is she?

You see this here?

lt joins the amniotic sac
to the uterus.

-lt almost came detached.
-What if it did?

You could lose the baby.
But don't worry,

we spotted it in time.
This was just a warning.

What do l have to do?

Paula, how do you feel
about spending

the rest ofyour pregnancy in bed?

Hold on...

Ready?

One, two... and three.

What is this?

The bed, the mattress is Dutch latex.

A gift from my mom.

That's not a mattress,
that's two mattresses.

No, look.

They fit together with this zipper.
That way ifyou toss and turn at night

-you don't bother the other person.
-l'm a still sleeper.

Of course, you wouldn't know...

or your mom.

Not my mom again.

You are really...

You want another one?
Fine, we'll get another one.

Want another one?

-lt is pretty comfortable.
-Very .

Plus,

we'll sleep very close
to each other.

And we'll fit on one mattress.

You really didn't get excited
at that sex shop the other day?

No.

You're the only one l like.

l'm scared.

Ofwhat?

You might get tired of me.

Never. l'm going to marry you.

That doesn't mean a thing.

lt means l love you
more than anything else.

-l'm ugly, fat and disgusting.
-No, you're not.

You're not ugly or disgusting.
And l like you chunky.

l don't believe you, l don't...

-How can l prove it to you?
-You never touch me.

-Yes, l do. All the time.
-No, you don't.

What am l doing now?

-That's not touching.
-Yes, it is!

That's not touching, Alex.
That's bullshit!

This is touching.

And said Abraham:

"Put, l pray thee,
thy hand under my thigh,

and l will make thee
swear by the Lord,

the God of heaven,
and the God of the earth,

that thou shalt take a wife
unto my son lsaac."

Genesis,

Chapter 24.

The right moment,

the right reason,

and the right place.

What are you doing?
Get out!

Don't tape me!

Fucking asshole!
Turn it off!

Run, fatso, run.

Keep going.

What the fuck do you want?

What do you think?
To cheer you on.

l want you to lose weight

so we can make another ad
and make you a fortune.

No need to sue me for that.

l never saw you run
before this lawsuit.

lt's obvious you needed
a little push.

You're fucking garbage
and you'll never

be able to hurt me.

So get lost, you slime.

l sold the penthouse.

You sold my penthouse?

Our penthouse.
lt was the company's.

You have a week to move out.

Son of a bitch!

l'm not moving out, you got that?

What are you doing?

Don't pull a number on me here.

Get up, there are people around.

Jesus?

Jesus...

Help!

Help...

Are you more relaxed now?

Well, yeah, l don't know.

Should we do it again?

Again? l don't know.

The sin is already done.

That's true.

Maybe this time you'll last
long enough to stick it in.

Though for that
we should use protection.

The mattress is wrapped in plastic.
lt won't get stained.

Alex...

That's not what l mean.

Oh, no, no. That's my limit.

lfwe go through with this,
we face the consequences.

Okay.

l'm fat enough nobody will notice

anyway.

You suffered a minor angina.

You'll be fine.
lt was just a scare.

What about the other guy?

You know him?

He's my partner.

He had a severe trauma injury
to the cranium.

lt's provoked an aneurysm
and severe cardiac arrest.

We've managed to stabilize him,
but he's probably suffered

major brain damage.
He's in a coma. l'm sorry.

Enrique...

Oh, Jesus!

My Jesus!

What happened to him, Enrique?

l'm going to die!

What have they done to him?

Do it now.

Have the balls to do it now.

l know you're going to dump me.

Because l'm fat.

Because you won't want to be with
someone fat like me.

Because you always hated fat people.

So l'm asking you please,
dump me now.

Don't touch me.

Stop it.

Stop it!

ln these last 5 months
l haven't left the house.

l've done nothing but work and eat.

l've had no life,
because German is my life.

l don't feel like doing
anything without him.

You can't spend your whole life
with only one man.

l haven't tried different things,
l haven't lived, l haven't experimented.

For 12 years l've felt like

l was missing out on my life.

Our relationship was so wonderful

that l refused to accept that...

that l didn't want it.

l got fat because
l wanted him to dump me.

Dump me, dump me, dump me!

l went for a jog and my partner came
to cheer me on.

Suddenly l heard a noise,
l turned,

and there was a man
struggling with my partner.

l think he was robbing him.

He pushed him and ran off.

l tried to get help,

but...

evidently my heart gave in.

Did you see the man who robbed him?

No.

lt was very dark.

Know anybody your partner
had problems with?

No.

One last question.

You're the KiloAway guy, right?

KiloAway Rules!

KiloAway Rules!
KiloAway Rules!

KiloAway Rules!

KiloAway! KiloAway!

KiloAway!

Look at yourselves, please.

You have to take a good look.
By yourselves.

ln the privacy ofyour homes,

in front of the mirror.

Ask yourselves: "Do l like myself?
Am l comfortable

in this shell?"

lf the answer is yes,

forget what the doctors say,
forget what society says.

Stop feeling inferior.
Have fun. Be happy. Live.

Forget my method,

forget my KiloAway pills.

But...

if the answer is no,

let's move on to Step 2.

STEP 2: ACTlON - HOW CAN l CHANGE
THE THlNGS l DON'T LlKE?

Losing weight doesn't matter,
what matters is how you feel.

How would you describe it
in one word?

-Light.
-Happy.

l feel like crap.

Now step onto the scales.
Let's see if the way you feel

is associated with your weight.

-Andres: light.
-Three kilos heavier.

-Sofia: happy.
-12 kilos lighter.

-Enrique: like crap.
-1 3 kilos lighter.

l beat the happy nun.

Apparently Sofia is the only one
whose weight-loss matches how she feels.

Why do you think you lost weight?

l don't know, l have been more active
these last couple months.

Furnishing the house,
bringing up boxes, decorating,

preparing the wedding,
running around all day...

l've felt much more focused.

l had a goal and a motivation.

But l think it's really because
l feel more satisfied spiritually.

Much more.

How was your bath?
Was the water all right?

l ran the water a little colder,
it's better for your heart.

You wouldn't believe the fuss
the neighbors made about the ramp.

l don't need it, thank God.
But l voted for it anyway.

We have to help each other in life.

l put your clothes in the closet.

l was tired of seeing them
scattered everywhere.

You're always saying
that you're leaving...

but you know l won't let you leave.

Did you take your pills?
No?

What a disaster!

l'll go get them.

What is this?

l went over all the exams
personally.

l couldn't believe it either.

What happened?

You're a straight A student.
The big hope of the family.

Eat shit, fat ass!

l failed one less than you!

Asshole.

Nuria, are you okay?
ls anything troubling you?

The only subject
you didn't fail is P.E.

That teacher must really like you.

Paula, what's the matter?

l can't put on my pants.

Why put them on
ifyou know they won't fit?

Because they fit me before
and l wanted to look nice for you.

-You look gorgeous.
-No, l don't. Look at me, l'm fat!

l'm going to break
this fucking mirror.

All day looking at yourself...

-l don't know what to do.
-Me neither.

You get home and l have nothing new to
tell you. l feel useless. Don't laugh!

Look at my tits, they're huge.

They're beautiful.

You don't like big tits.
Don't lie to me.

-l'm so scared.
-Look at me.

-l'm so scared.
-Listen to me for a second.

-l'm afraid l'll lose the baby.
-You can't do this every day, Paula.

l know you're sick of me.
l know you are.

No, Paula. l'm not.
You're sick ofyourself.

How many women 6 months pregnant
have you seen who look better?

All of these.

Look, they all say how wonderful
it feels to be pregnant. What bullshit!

-We'll throw them away.
-l can't move. They never tell you that.

l expected something different.

You can't do this every day.
This is absurd.

l know.

-Who is it?
-No idea.

-Are you expecting anyone?
-No.

Silly, you didn't invite anyone over?

Put something on.

Hi. l'm here to see
the pregnant lady.

l told my parents
l want you to be my tutor.

Me? You failed on purpose.
You should be giving me lessons.

l can't stand being in class
or at home.

l can't stand being anywhere.

You're the only one who's nice to me
and has a bigger belly.

l'm not at my best.
l can't be your tutor right now.

You can't move, right?

l can do your shopping,

keep you company,
do some cleaning...

You want political asylum?

A little bit.

Get your homework out.

-How's the new P.E. teacher?
-He's a jerk.

He makes us run non-stop.
But l just walk, like l did with you.

-What's this?
-l don't eat it.

l just keep it handy
in case my blood sugar drops.

-Your blood sugar drops?
-Hand it over.

-Open the book.
-Hand over the candy.

Open the book.

-Only ifyou give it back.
-l'll kick you out.

ls it fixed?

Yeah, all set.

lf it breaks down again,
l'll stick it up your ass.

Now appearing

in cabin 3, Erika...

Erika...

Hi, sweetie.

How was work?

Fine. That guy looked at your ass.

Who, Carlos? How exciting!

l don't find it amusing.

-Are you jealous?
-No.

-You are.
-No.

You're suddenly wearing tight clothes
lately. l don't get it.

Showing everything,
in cold weather...

ls it so people will notice you?
Does that seem right to you?

Would you like me to notice other girls?
You wouldn't, right?

l don't find it amusing either.

You're being so weird lately.
Unbearable.

Because l'm not well.

All l can think about
is having sex with you.

Over and over again.

l see you dressed like that and...

We could stop by the house
before the Word.

Why? Have they brought
more furniture?

We're sexjunkies.

No, we're love junkies.

Pilar...

We have to start sleeping
separately.

No, l can't sleep alone,
it scares me.

Fine,

but l have to move out
and find an apartment.

You need somewhere to stay
and someone to take care ofyou.

Pilar!

The doctor said l'm fine,
to lead a normal life.

What's the problem?

You're my partner's wife.

We can't be here playing
the happy couple.

Fine, but you're gay.

Nothing will happen.

Besides, we were friends
before l met Jesus.

Remember that time in college

when we slept together?

How gross! That's the day
l knew for sure l was gay.

Jesus hadn't fucked me
in 14 months.

l think maybe he was a little gay.

-Pilar, not there.
-l'm horny.

-Let me try. lt's no effort.
-No.

Close your eyes
and pretend l'm a guy.

No!

One of those super hot little boy toys
you fuck for 300 euros.

Let's see what happens.

Pilar...

l made it clear

l wouldn't do it. What was she doing?
She insisted and insisted.

Use your teeth a little.
That's it, gently, careful...

Until she bent over
and gave me a blowjob.

Did you get an erection?

-Yes, l did. l'm human.
-Okay.

Well? How did you feel?

Look, cutie.
A blowjob is a blowjob.

lfyou close your eyes

-and let me suck you...
-Please don't.

You'll enjoy the experience
as much as l did.

What about her?

Did you do anything to her?

Like what?

Like what she did to you.

No, gross!

One question, Mr. Therapist.

lsn't it a bit irregular for you
to discuss personal issues in a bar?

Having a beer can bring out things that
don't come out naturally in therapy.

Like your heterosexual encounters.

That happy nun really puts me off.

Always so happy,
talking about her cupcake

and another cupcake

and another cupcake...

What a pain!

Wasn't that Leonor?
l think l just saw Leonor walk out.

l swear l think it was her.

Another one!

What happened to
the voracious executive?

l don't know. One day she showed up
at the wrong group.

Sorry, l think l got the time wrong.

Not the time, the day.

And she never came back.

l called her and she didn't answer.

After that she sent me a message
saying she was quitting.

Potato chips anyone?

Here, take one.

What was our agreement?

l'm only offering a potato chip.

lf he wants one he'll take one.

Eating alone makes me feel guilty.
You said to free ourselves from guilt.

Freeing yourself is one thing,
burdening others is another.

Fine, whatever you say.
Wanna chip?

Give me the fucking chip!

No more guilt.

Feel better?

Much better.

How long are we going to stare
at the pizza?

Until you stop wanting it.
You can't bring a pizza every time

you come over. You have to learn
to control your appetite.

All that will get me
is a cold pizza.

Who cares? l'm already fat.

Spare me the "l'm a fat social outcast
so l can eat whatever l want" excuse.

l don't want to hear it anymore,
you got that?

Oh, but your excuse is okay.
"Poor me, l'm sick and pregnant,

l can bitch about whatever l want."

Yes, l can.

What's this?

Tickets to raise funds
for the school trip.

The party is today.
You haven't sold any.

What for? l'm not going to the party
or taking the trip.

Samuel isn't going?

l don't think so.

What a shame, it looks so good.

Come on, like my dad says.
One for you,

one for me

and everyone's happy.

Okay.

You should go with Samuel.
l think he likes you.

Sure, only the fattest kid in class
would ever like me.

The fat couple, how nice.

"How nice."
Do you like him?

He's clumsy, ridiculous, absurd,
a total loser...

He's great.

Send him a message
and you can eat a slice.

-Three slices or no deal.
-Two and l get the candy in your bag.

-There's no candy in my bag.
-There isn't?

Okay, okay.

One slice. Bitchy, bitchy.

Not the big one, the small one.

You're not eating?

l don't eat crap.

Cheikh comes from Senegal,
a region called Sonoma,

where a group from the Community
spent last spring helping

with humanitarian work
and teaching the Word.

-lsn't that where you were?
-Yeah, remember the postcards?

-Did you know him?
-Of course. He's a sweetheart.

You never mentioned him.

He's learning Spanish
and he's becoming a good Christian.

He's going to sing us a religious song
from his country. All right?

Take it away, champ.

l dedicate song to friend Sofia.

So marry she me.

Marry she me? What the heck
is he talking about?

How pretty.

lmagine me walking down the aisle,
towards the altar, to this music.

No, we'll get a proper choir.

A choir could make
nice background music.

lfyou won't let me have a goatee,
you can forget this music.

lt sounds like Tarzan.

Spoilsport.

Okay, therapist.

Sure you don't want to close your eyes
and go with the flow?

No, but only because l'm your therapist
and it wouldn't be ethical.

Goodbye then.

Can l have another beer?

Honey, l'm having a drink with people
from therapy. Won't make dinner.

What's up, fat ass?
Get out there and burn some calories,

do some slow dancing.

l see you brought your boyfriend.

He's not my boyfriend, jerk-off.

He's crazy about you, he told me.

-You've never talked to him.
-Sure l did.

l just talked to him
and he said you're amazing.

l told him to get you drunk
so you two can have sex

-and have fat kids.
-l got you a drink.

l hate alcohol.

Loosen up,
you'll get the hang of it.

That's it, Samu. Show your stuff.

All right!

l hate alcohol too.

Hi.

Pilar, what are you doing here?

l couldn't sleep.
You said you came here a lot...

Take a sleeping pill.
Take a whole bottle. Just go home.

The pills don't work
without you next to me.

-You don't belong here.
-Why not?

l can help you score, silly.

There's a much less tiring way.

-Which?
-Paying.

Why would you pay for sex?

You can get someone
who will really love you.

l don't want to love anybody, okay?

That's because you haven't found
the right person.

l'm not right for anybody, Pilar.
Go home.

Go on.

-l think you are.
-Pilar, l'm gay, all right?

A homo!
l like men, don't you see?

This guy, that guy...
l suck their cocks!

Leave!
Get the fuck out!

Get out!

lt's the only way to get them
to leave me alone. l'm sorry.

What? l can't hear you.

Remember when you'd get home late

and l'd pretend l was asleep
and you'd fuck me anyway?

Yeah, l remember.

l saw my gynecologist today.

She said l can go back

-to normal life.
-That's great.

-Wanna do it?
-Do what?

You know, normal life.

Okay.

-l'll just clean up first.
-No, leave it.

lt'll give me something
to do tomorrow. Get in bed.

Relax, l'll be right in.

You want me to fall asleep.

l'm asking you
to get into bed with me.

And l'm telling you
l'm going to clean up first.

Paula?

Your folks don't help you
control your brother?

My folks only care about themselves
and their perfect marriage.

All they do is fuck all day long.

Yuck!

You'll have to learn
to defend yourself.

l saw a rat poison on the lnternet
that apparently has no taste.

Paula, if she's staying,
l'll sleep on the sofa.

You were going to anyway.

Bitchy, bitchy.
Did l come at a bad time?

Stop eating, your pardon is over.

Come on, put it away.

One for you...

Go on.

You're going to get sick.
Very sick.

And one for me.

Good, isn't it?

Ever since l was a kid,
l felt different.

l didn't like hitting on girls
or playing soccer

or any of that stuff.

That's why l got fat.
Because ifyou're fat

and a loner, nobody asks why you're not
doing what everybody else does.

Nobody would realize l was gay,

or l wouldn't realize.

But then l'd watch TV by myself

and l'd see Sandokan,
with his cute little beard,

Orzowei, also a real cutie,

or Vicky the Viking, so spunky...

and l'd get this...

unexplainable tingle.

But l didn't give in to my confusion

until the Special Olympics in '92.

They let me volunteer,

miraculously,

and put me with the swimmers.

There was this incredibly
handsome Australian

who'd cling to me when l'd pull him up
out of the pool

because he had no legs.

l don't know which made me happier,

his smile up there in his wheelchair
when he won the bronze medal

or when he popped my cherry.

My first love was an amputee.

l'm tired of being gay.

Really tired.

We're supposed to be sensitive,

happy, vivacious, tolerant...

The avant-garde of humanity.

And that's not me.

l can't wait all night
for the miracle.

Leave.

You have to pay me anyway.

l'm a fraud.

l'm the worst faggot of all time.

l'm a lying,

bitter,

violent

whoremonger.

And now l'm a contradiction.

Contradictions aren't
necessarily a bad thing.

They can always be explained

by something that we're not yet
ready to face.

That's why it's better
not to run from them,

but to face them
and see where they lead us.

Because those very contradictions

are what reveal the answer
we're looking for.

Place your hands on your bellies.

Close your eyes.

Let's all try to breathe together.

lnhale...

Breathe in, breathe out.

l thought it was my pregnancy,
but now l see l'm the problem.

We all have contradictions.

They serve as a necessary first step
to figuring out the things we want

or don't want in life.

What is it that limits you,
but you worship?

l break the machine on purpose
so l can go back.

l break it.

What is it you worship but repress?

What is it you repress
but sets you free?

What is it that sets you free
but condemns you?

What is it that condemns you
but you love?

What is it you love
but you reject?

Are you fucking me
because you want to,

or because you want to keep pretending
everything's fine?

Society wants you to be fat.

Everyone will feel better
ifyou're fat

because they'll feel superior.

Not anymore.

lt's time to take that first step.

Grab the reins ofyour life.

A single gesture can help
change the dynamic.

But one day of euphoria isn't enough,

one bottle of KiloAway
isn't enough.

KiloAway doesn't work miracles.

lt's the crucial support you need

on the long, hard road to success.

And believe me,
there's only one road to success.

Let's move on to Step 3.

STEP 3: PERSEVERANCE
WHO SAlD lT WOULD BE EASY?

-A color that describes you.
-Pink, like a pig.

Like l said, a pig.
Two kilos heavier.

White, pure and clear.

1 1 kilos lighter.

DarkBrownAlmostShit.

14 kilos lighter.

Once again, l beat the happy nun.

What now, doc? Should we pick
a wildflower that describes us,

or a floating astronaut

or a tropical bird
in the Amazon jungle?

l DON'T LlKE BlG TlTS

My turn. Measure me.

Let's see.

My belly's bigger than yours.
l win!

Your glucose level is high.

lt's not quite pathological,
but you have to be careful.

You could get gestational diabetes.

lt usually goes away after birth,
but the higher the glucose levels,

the higher the risk the child
will be obese. lt's a rebound effect.

Your blood pressure
has gone up.

No wonder,
after what you just said.

Don't worry, Paula.
Everything will be fine.

You just have to watch
what you eat.

l know, l'm just nervous.
l have trouble controlling what l eat.

lfyou weren't always
with that girl...

What did you say?

Nothing, sorry.

What are you doing,
you fucking fat ass?

You can use blood, hair,
fingernails, body fluids, etc.

A sample is taken to obtain cells
which are mixed with

proteolithic enzymes and detergents
to separate the DNA.

Then the PCR method is used

to extract an amplified sample that
is inserted into an automatic sequencer

which gives an alphanumeric code that
can be compared to that of the suspect.

Years ago this process took
up to several weeks.

Today, with this machine,

it can be done in less than 24 hours.

Hey, fat ass.
That machine is mine.

That means half the grade is for me.

These numbers are my brother's code.
And these are mine.

We're siblings and fraternal twins,
so the last 4 digits...

these and these...

should match. Obviously they do not.
Which confirms what

l've suspected all along:
my brother

is adopted.

No shit...

l was always a little chubby,
but nothing to worry about.

l wasn't at all self-conscious.

l even had a great-looking boyfriend.

Ruben. The thing is,
he wasn't in the Community.

l tried to get him in, but he wasn't
much into spiritual stuff.

l mean, he didn't want to stay a virgin
until he got married.

So he got tired ofwaiting
and dumped me.

l got extremely depressed,

but then Alex showed up.

Actually, Alex was there all along.

Two egg rolls, fried rice,
shrimp noodles and mushu pork.

-Do you have French fries?
-Yes.

One serving.

l'll have a salad
with bean sprouts.

l got really fat when l started
going out with Alex.

No matter what he eats,
he doesn't get fat. But l do.

l tried on the wedding dress.
lt looks great on me.

But l think l can still
go down a size.

What for?

You're a big eater. Like your mother,
your aunt, your grandmother...

You need to eat, you're big-boned.

-Healthy food.
-What is this?

That's why l brought you
to a Chinese restaurant.

Let me eat what l want.

lt'll never work.

What happened to your cousin when she
lost all that weight going to the gym?

Look at her now,
she weighs more than before.

Cover yourself, Sofia,
for God's sake.

-This is how girls wear them.
-Since when?

Since when do you dress like that?
You look ugly.

Come on, you like it.

Sure you do, look.
You love it.

You always get your way.

l don't like you not eating,
showing your bra... Anything you want.

You force me to make a scene.

l'm not hungry anymore.

See what you did?

You ruined my appetite.

Sofi, really...

You're such a rebel.

How can l eat more than all ofyou
together without getting fat?

-lt's not at all normal.
-lnstead ofworrying, be glad.

l was thin too at your age. But when you
stop growing up, you start growing out.

l looked around and the only pictures
l can find are ofyou two with fat ass.

l told you, son. When you were born you
spent the first 2 weeks in an incubator.

You were underweight
and your sister was a bit over.

Fat bitch fucked up my life
from the start.

-And proud of it.
-Keep looking.

You have lots of baby pictures.

l only found one.
And l was 3 years old.

Well, being adopted wouldn't be
such a big deal.

Family isn't a biological issue,
it's a sentimental one.

Quit fucking around!
Don't say that stuff.

l'll freak out
and run away from home.

-Hallelujah.
-Luis, you're not adopted.

lfyou were, we'd have given you back.
You're too obnoxious.

What about the DNA test?

-lt doesn't lie.
-Not if performed properly.

Nuria probably forgot to make hybrids
of the samples.

l did, l put them in the thermo mix,
steam cycle.

How did you transfer the fragments
to the nitro cellulous membrane?

ln the oven, wrapped in aluminum foil,
30 minutes at medium temperature.

Nice. l hope you got a good grade.

Ten out of ten.

How did this man do it again?

Thanks to what?

Thanks to what?
How did he do it?

Thanks to me.

Pilar, l'm rehearsing.

l thought you might miss
a big dick,

so l bought this. lt has a harness.
l can strap it on, it's comfortable.

That way l can fuck you hard.
Do you like it?

lt's very nice ofyou

to think of my anal needs.

You don't like it...

l thought it was pretty nice.

You don't like it...

Sure l do.

lt's a nice big dick.

Wanna give it a try?

That's our routine now.

Three times a week,
like clockwork,

we visit Jesus, l shave him...

l gave him the cutest
little moustache...

We bring him chocolates,

but since he obviously
can't eat them, we do.

Then l puke.

Then a movie,

we share a super combo.

Then l super puke.

Then we go to dinner,
a little champagne, a nice view...

And l... puke.

Then she consoles me.

Then l console her.

l'm going to die!

And...

l puke.

Why do you think
you're puking so much?

l've arrived at the conclusion
that for some reason

food doesn't stay long
in my body.

l used to follow the natural course
of digestion,

but suddenly
it's working backwards.

l know what you're thinking,
therapist.

You're thinking a foreign body

has entered my organism and obviously
l'm rejecting it. That might be true,

but you should see

how tenderly she holds my head
when l vomit. Like a little boy.

Don't you get tired
of the charade?

Don't you get tired of reality?

l feel great. My life feels

normal for the first time.

-Normal? lt's a lie and you know it.
-Of course l do.

Just like you coming here
only tojustify yourself

so you can keep eating
like a pig.

Or the happy nun, who fucks

and loses weight
because she feels liberated

but insists on marrying...

-slash- imprisoning herself

with a guy who doesn't deserve her.

ls something wrong, Paula?

What is this?

Explain yourself.

We'd better discuss it later.

No, we're going to discuss it
right now.

There must be something
very wrong with me

-for you to treat me like this.
-Paula, we're in a session.

l don't care ifyou are!

lt's your fault
l'm depressed all day.

Does he treat the rest ofyou
like this?

Does he throw your food away?

Does he make you feel like shit?
Or is that just for me?

-Paula, please.
-No, Abel.

l feel trapped in here!
l can't get out and you've abandoned me!

Explain to me why l feel

you don't love me,
you don't like me,

that l make you

sick!

You don't know how much l hate you.

And you, take care

ofyour fucking kids.

Now we know your charade,

therapist.

"And light came into the world...

-Do you understand?
-More or less.

"Because he who does evil
abhors the light, shuns it,

that his deeds may go unpunished."

Stop, stop.

What are you doing?

Don't stop.

lt's my turn, not yours.

Your turn for what?

You already had your tingle.
lt's my turn.

Since when do you have
more than one tingle?

-Since today. Good for me!
-No, Sofia. Not good for you.

First you wanted to be on top,
now you want two tingles. What next?

l don't know, we'll find out.

Have you been touching yourself?

ls that why you stay in the bathroom
for so long?

Or maybe practicing with someone else.
With Cheikh, you're all ga-ga over him.

Stop it.

Are you crazy?

Don't mess with me.

Hey, come here.

Don't be silly.

l don't like what we're doing, Sofia!
lt's wrong, very wrong!

lt's your fault!
You made me do everything!

Fuck!

Look at how angry you make me.

You think l like being like this?

Look at the state l'm in.

You think it's okay?

Look at me, Sofia.

Look at me.

You think l want this?

No, my love.

l look at you
and you look filthy.

Filthy, filthy, filthy!

You look...

Piece of shit machine.

What are you doing?

Trying to make it work.

Drowning it won't help.

Tell me the truth, Dad.

l want to know the truth.

Not again. Son, enough
of this nonsense. lt was a joke.

Being thin doesn't mean
you're not in this family.

What about being stupid?
What does that mean? Skinny and dumb.

You're disgusting, fat and ugly,
but you're smart, like Mom, like Nuria.

What about me?
l'm not smart at all.

You always treat me like an idiot.
l'm sick of it.

l don't fit in this shitty family.

Look, l'll repeat the test
to prove it to you.

But Luis, you're very clever.

You're always popping off.
You could never be

such a little prick
ifyou weren't.

There isn't a stupid bone
in your body.

What the fuck?

l need it for the test.

l should pluck hair offyour balls.

You see? Very clever.

What a smart son l have!

Paula...

l want to apologize.
l'm very, very sorry.

l behaved horribly.
l wasn't honest with you

and l wasn't on the level.
You don't deserve it, because

if there's something sacred
in our relationship it's honesty,

talking about things,
comforting each other.

l've been with you for ten years.

Ten years...

trying to be...

sensitive, tolerant, devoted...

trying not to screw up...

To be the perfect husband.
l know you never asked me to be, but...

l wanted to be because to me
you're perfect.

But l knew that

l'd blow it,

that sooner or later l'd screw it up.
As soon as things got difficult...

As soon as things got difficult?

You mean having a child?
That's what got difficult?

Or is this what got difficult?

Am l what got difficult?

The therapist who treats fat people
can't stand the sight of his fat wife.

You brought your work home with you.

Look at me.
You can't even look at me.

You don't like me anymore?
Say it.

You don't feel attracted to me?
You can't touch me or look at me?

Tell me.

Tell me what got difficult.

Yes, damn it!
That's what it is!

l don't want to look at you!

l don't want to...

l can't look at you,

l can't touch you...
lt's been months now

and l don't know what to do.

l know this is temporary,
that after you have the baby

things will go back to normal.
But l can't help feelings of rejection.

l love you with all my heart

and l can't imagine my life
without you.

But...

l'm completely overwhelmed.
l don't know what to do.

l feel like the biggest shithead
in the world.

Because you are.

lt's called "Letter to my love."

"Nicodemus asked Jesus,

'How can a man be born
when he is old.

Surely he cannot enter a second time
into his mother's womb to be born."'

John 3:4.

Now the part l wrote.

"Sofi,

l know l can't be born again,

l can't go back in time to fix
my mistakes. All l can do is learn

from them to become stronger
and not make them again.

You're the person l want to learn
how to be better and happy with.

To embark together on the road
to adventure and salvation.

All l ask is that you let me
enjoy you to the core,

that we help each other resist
the temptations of the world,

that we isolate
and protect each other,

with God's help."

That's my Alex.

So we agree?

Yes, we agree.

Everything like before?

Everything like before.

No sex until the wedding.

And my tingles?

Okay.

And you'll get fat again.

What?

You said it: everything like before.

Don't l look better now?

Of course you do.
That's why l said it.

To deliver us from temptation.

Jerk!

You've been bringing me down all along,
making me think l can't do any better.

Just as well God has shown me
the right way. l'm ashamed ofyou.

l'm ashamed to be with you.
l'm so glad this happened today,

because l truly realize
l never want to see you again.

You hear me? Never again.

You make me sick.
You're the one who's filthy!

Filthy!

Jesus?

Jesus...

l missed you so much!

l'm sorry, Jesus.

Who goes first, me or you?

You go first.

Dump me, dump me, dump me!

He didn't dump me.
He didn't want to,

or he couldn't bring himself to.

The thing is,
he wouldn't do it, so...

l don't love you anymore.

l dumped him.

l love you, but l don't love you.

And we cried. lt was really hard.

These relationships create
a lot of dependency.

So we decided to stay friends.
And while we were at it, we fucked.

lt was typical goodbye sex.

l didn't feel fat.

l felt pretty and attractive.

Light and wild.

Suddenly l started
having my doubts.

Maybe breaking up
wasn't a good idea.

Maybe we should stay together.
Maybe we were made for each other.

-l love you.
-Me too.

So we decided to stay together.

That very same night, the insomnia
and the anxiety came back.

And l felt fat and disgusting again.
l hated myself.

And he wasn't there to comfort me.

l felt so awful and so in need of
therapy that l came on the wrong day.

Sorry, l think l got the wrong time.

Not the time, the day.

l came to the bar.

l didn't want to go home.

Suddenly l realized there was a man
who wouldn't stop looking at me.

l thought he was marveling
at how fat l was and l wanted to leave.

l asked the waiter for the bill
but he said the man

had paid for my drink.

And suddenly, l don't know how,

he was sitting right beside me.

We were drinking whisky
instead of coffee.

He kept telling me how pretty l was
and he looked good to me too.

And l remembered what l said
about trying new things,

experimenting with other men,

and l felt so in need
of a little consolation...

That's how l met the second guy
l ever fucked.

And what can l say? lt was better
than any therapy session.

l felt desired, l didn't feel fat.

Of course the following week

l went right back to feeling fat and
disgusting and unable to stop eating.

l needed to be consoled...

Consoled and consoled hard.

l wanted someone in and out of my life.
l belong to German and only German.

That's how l met the third guy

l ever fucked.

l knew it wasn't right,
that l couldn't keep being

so compulsive,
that l had to go back to therapy.

But something told me you weren't
going to approve of my conduct.

Your opinion may not mean much to me,
but l guess l wasn't ready to hear it.

-Let's go.
-Where?

To London to meet your wife and kids.
Where do you fucking think?

And that's how l met
the fourth guy l ever fucked.

Who like the second and third,
was handsome and happily married.

So l decided to keep fucking
handsome, happily married men

for three reasons:

2: Because l didn't want
to face rejection.

That's why l wanted
no strings attached.

3: Because l didn't feel like
l was cheating on German.

Until one day l said:
"Enough. No more."

-When was that?
-This morning.

This morning l was convinced
it would never happen again.

What is it that convinced you?

lt was when German
was getting back.

l knew he wouldn't come back.
That he wouldn't want to.

l think that's why
l slept with all those men.

l thought it would be easier
to get over German.

lf he wouldn't dump me
for gaining 20 kilos,

maybe he would for fucking 20 guys.

As you can see,
l get anything l decide to go after.

And what have you decided
to go after?

l really don't know.

l don't know if l'd rather ask you
to help me or to fuck me.

Or to help me by fucking me.

Because as far as l know,
you're handsome and happily married.

How about you, how are things?

Jesus!

l loved you so much!

Paula!

Pregnant lady, are you there?

The ice cream is melting!

We have to celebrate what we did
to my brother! We won!

Paula!

Hi, this is Abel.
Leave a message.

Abel, it's me. l broke water, l'm going
to the hospital. Please call me.

At first l couldn't figure out why
a handsome, happily-married man

would sleep with a fat girl.
l often wondered.

Until one day l stopped wondering.

So don't worry,
l'm not going to ask you.

What's wrong?

You fucked it all up.

Everything.

Luis, it was a joke.

lf l let yourjokes get to me like this,
l'd have killed myself.

l'm glad you're not
my fat-ass twin sister.

Quit whining.

Of course we're twins.

Not ifwe have different fathers.

What?

Twins can't have different

-fathers.
-What are you talking about?

We don't have the same father!
You stupid idiot!

You screwed up good this time!

Tell me who it is!

Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Tell me!

What is it?

What's happening?

Tell her who her father is.

You're my father.

-No, l'm not.
-Shut up, please...

Tell her at least!
Tell her who he is!

She deserves to know
who her father is!

Tell her who you were fucking
instead of me! You whore!

Shut up! lt was a mistake. A mistake
l've been paying for my whole life!

My whole life,
putting up with you!

And putting up with this shitty life!
You got that?

Have you ever suspected anything?
Any complaints in 17 years?

Then shut up! Shut up!

l'm not going to tell you!
Not you or anyone!

Hi, this is Abel.
Leave a message.

Abel, it's me again. They're taking me
into the delivery room.

Please, come.
l'm really scared.

-ls she okay?
-She's fine.

What are you doing, Pilar?

Trying to put on his wedding ring,
but it doesn't fit.

He bloated up
while he was in a coma.

Forget it.

Listen to me.

Go home

and take one of those pills you like
with a glass ofwarm milk.

You've been through a lot
emotionally.

What are you doing?

Let me try it.

lt's a perfect fit.
Keep it.

He'd like that.

Marry me.

What?

Marry me.
Let's get married.

Pilar, please. Not in front of
your dead husband's corpse.

From the funeral straight
to the wedding chapel?

You have to think it through.

l have for a while now.
Marry me, please.

Why would a good-looking, smart

and affectionate woman
marry a homosexual?

Well, l mean, me.

l don't get it.

l...

can't keep it inside

any longer...

being with you...

My love for you is true.

l don't even know ifyou love me
a little bit.

l live for you.

Only for you.

Marry me.

UPLOAD VlDEO

UPLOADlNG "FATSOS FUCKlNG"

ln 1 0 years l never asked you
to be perfect,

because you already were.

You were perfect for me.

We were perfect for each other.

We had it all.

l know that only comes along
once in a lifetime.

l'll be in the hospital
for 3 days.

When l get out, l want you gone.

Alex, you pray too much.
You know too much of anything is bad.

Okay, guys.
Let's get started.

Today we were discussing the role
of the man and the woman in marriage.

lt may seem obvious, but it's trickier
than you might think.

No, my love...

Please, don't...

Don't go!

Come, pray with me!

Sofia, what's wrong?

Somebody do something!

Please!

No. Nobody will do
anything for you,

or for you,

or for you, or for you,

or for any ofyou.

You have to do it yourself.

You'll have many companions
along the way,

some of them
you can't live without.

But the only thing you can
really trust is yourself.

You and you alone

will taste victory.

Step 4.

STEP 4: VlCTORY - WlLL YOU SETTLE
FOR ONLY REACHlNG THE FlNlSH LlNE?

l never gave a shit about my kids.
l never took care of them.

l even felt like they were intruders,
only there to annoy and get in the way.

So what's the big deal
if one of them isn't mine?

l shouldn't care, right?

l should be glad.

l turned 50 yesterday.

l never thought l'd live that long.

l wasn't wrong.

Even dead l can't lose weight.

l've spent 3 months camping out,
obsessed with finding Nuria's real dad.

l performed DNA tests on our family,
friends and neighbors.

l even got a sample
from my deceased brother Fede,

who took long walks with Beatriz
after lunch instead of taking a nap

when we spent Sundays
in the country.

And in my family we've never liked
going for walks.

But it wasn't him either.

How do you picture the father?

Very fat and ugly.

With a big dick.
Beatriz likes big dicks.

With no respect for anyone.

Not even for himself.

And someone who never gave a fuck
about his daughter.

Don't you think you've already found
this person?

Who? Who is it?

Shit, Andres: Fat, ugly, a big dick,
no respect for himself,

and never gave a fuck
about his daughter.

Who do you think?

What a pain!

Fatsos therapy!

You're getting married?
Who to?

Do we know him?

You've heard about her in therapy.

Her?

Pilar, my ex-partner's widow.

What a fraud.

You're kidding, right?

No.

My body came around and stopped
rejecting the things it didn't like.

You mean eating her pussy
doesn't disgust you anymore.

-Potato chip?
-No.

You know something, Abel?

l think l've been a repressed
heterosexual all along.

Sure, Enrique.
Believe the charade.

l feel good in my shell.

lfyou feel so great,
why come back to therapy?

Potato chip?

l didn't know being thin
would be so hard.

There's a lot more pressure
than when you're fat.

Anything l eat
makes me feel awful.

l rush to check the calories,
carbohydrates, hydrogenated fats...

l started exercising,
and it was fine at first,

but then l'd feel bad
about skipping

and l was constantly looking at myself
in the mirror, trying on clothes...

l even feel bad about eating the wafer
when l take Communion.

l'm obsessed.

l feel much more comfortable fat.

Obesity is not a problem
for me anymore.

Accepting ourselves was the point,
right?

l accept myself better fat.

Now l know that, thanks to God.

-And thanks to you.
-What a total failure.

Whose, mine or yours?

Heard from Alex lately?

He went to Senegal

with Cheikh.
l hope he stays there.

l never want to see him again.

What will you do now?

Sell the apartment

and start a new life.

How much are you asking?

400,000 euros.

l saw one similar for under 300,000.

Good for you. Buy it.

You don't seem so anxious to start

-a new life.
-Neither do you.

You're right.
Why lie to ourselves?

Anyway...

What is it, Sofia?

What's wrong?

Sofia...

lt's a lie.

lt's all a lie.

What is?

l liked being skinny.
l was very happy.

-l don't feel better being fat.
-What happened?

Why did you get fat again?

So nobody would notice.

Notice what?

That l'm pregnant.

You're pregnant?

Five months.

l didn't want my family to notice,
or anyone else.

lt's all that jerk Alex's fault.

He said not using a condom
was less of a sin.

He ruined my life!

There, there.

Every day, after therapy,
l stay by myself

in silence to listen to you.

Well, to listen to both ofyou.

Paula, l miss you.
l want to come home.

When will you stop punishing me?

What were you doing?

When?

When l was giving birth.

You're asking me now?

Yes, l'm asking you now.

Why ask at this point?

Because l didn't want to know before.

l was trying to figure out
my contradictions,

to face up to them.

Did you?

No.

l miss you too.

l could really use you
here with me,

because l need you.

Our child needs us both,
l'm not happy like this.

And l'm not happy not being here
with the two ofyou.

l have something broken inside.

l feel a huge void
l won't be able to fill again.

The magic is gone.

My feelings for you have changed.

-You want to come back anyway?
-Yes, l do.

Well, l don't.

You don't deserve that.

Neither do l. Neither does Zoe.

l asked you now because before
you'd have lied to me.

And because l don't care about
the truth anymore.

l stopped punishing you
a long time ago.

Pass the ketchup,
fat bastard sister.

Watch your mouth.

Go ahead, l don't care anymore.

-Well, l do.
-This fucking sucks.

l liked it better when you paid no
attention to us and went around saying:

"Want some more, darling?

Yes, sugar plum.

Kiss, kiss. l love you.
Me too."

Shut up or go to your room.

l even miss getting smacked around
by fatty here.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

That's it, you're both grounded.
Go to your rooms.

lt's a bit late
to start playing mom.

-Right now.
-Or what?

You'll call Dad?
Which one, his or mine?

That was a good one!

Go to your rooms!

This video recorded on a cell phone

is the latest craze
on the lnternet,

with more than one million hits
in less than 2 months.

The origin of the tape
remains unknown.

ls it stolen?

Was it uploaded by the people
who appear in it?

How about fat ass!

Pilar, what is it?

l was thinking maybe we could do a stag
night together with male strippers.

Of course, whatever you want.

Where's my clothes?

l can't marry you.
l don't want to.

Why not?

At some point you'll miss other men.
And l won't be able to handle it.

-l won't be happy.
-But Pilar...

Why would a good, generous gay man
marry a woman? l don't get it.

To me, to me, it is quite clear...

that from me
your love cannot hide.

Once you were

but a friend, my dear...

but someday

l will make you my bride.

Shut up!
This is serious!

lt's all fucking bullshit!
l want you to leave!

Get out!

Get out of my house!

Why are my bags packed?

Who the fuck do you think you are,
doing this to me, after all

l've put up with?

l moved in with you because
l felt guilty. Because l'm the one

who put Jesus in a coma!

Nobody fucking mugged him!
l'm the one

who cracked his head open!
Without meaning to!

You idiot, you're totally clueless!

That's why l moved in,

because l felt guilty

and didn't want to leave you alone!
That's what you are!

Alone!

Then you're free to go.

-Now please get out.
-No. l'm not leaving.

l like it here, damn it!
l'm not going anywhere!

l'm comfortable here, relaxed!
Don't ruin it, you idiot!

Don't screw it up now...

You're after my money,
is that it?

What money?

l already have all the money
in the world.

Jesus is dead.

l have the money!

The money...

You don't love me!

You're a scumbag.
You don't love anybody.

Before he died,

Jesus woke up from his coma.

He didn't say anything,

but right away l could tell
that he remembered the whole thing.

The first thing that occurred to me
was that...

he'd ruin me, turn me in,
get me thrown in jail.

But suddenly

all that disappeared
because l realized

the only thing
l was really afraid of losing

was you.

So...

l covered his nose and mouth

until he stopped breathing.

l wanted everything Jesus had.

Everything.

Until l realized the only thing

he had of any value

was you.

You did it for me?

Yes.

You did it for me?

German was coming back today.

lf he'd waited,
nothing would have happened.

ls that what you wanted,
for none of this to happen?

How long will you keep screwing me?

Until your wife takes you back?

l don't think that will happen.

So we'll be lovers forever.

Despite what German did to me,
when l'm lonely, which is all the time,

l fantasize about going back to him.
l feel stupid doing it,

but l can't help it.

l feel like calling him
or emailing him

or sending him a photo
or taking a plane

and showing up in L.A.

l bet your wife fantasizes
about taking you back,

so don't lose hope.

l don't want her
to fantasize about it.

l want her to do it.

Do you think l should
get back together with German?

No.

Do you think Paula should
get back together with me?

l think you should find
somewhere to settle

or at least unpack your suitcase.

Every inch, every inch, every inch!

This time they've gone too far.

We need to teach them a lesson.

l've tried every punishment.

We should at least
take down the video.

Yeah.

At least.

You look great in it.

What are you talking about?
l look awful and fat.

To me you look wonderful.

You look good in it too.

Over a million downloads.

We're a hit.

Yeah.

Should we wait and see
ifwe reach 2 million?

No.

No, right.

Three?

Okay.

"So is the resurrection of the dead.

lt is sown in corruption,
it is raised in corruption.

lt is sown in weakness,
it is raised in power.

lt is sown in dishonor,
it is raised in glory.

lt is sown in a natural body,
it is raised in a spiritual body."

Corinthians 1 5:42-44.

Hello, my love.

What are you doing here?

l wanted you to hear

before anyone else,

from me personally.

What happened?

Sofia...

l'm dead.

What are you talking about?

lt happened three days ago.

l was with Cheikh,
taking food and books to a village.

The Jeep went off the road.

They found us a few hours ago.

Alex, don't joke like this.
You won't get me back this way.

Don't answer, my love.

Don't answer.

Alex, this isn't funny.
You're scaring me.

l never deserved to be with you.

Never.

l was full of rage,

of hate, ofjealousy.

l was unworthy ofyou.

l didn't feel true love.

Selfless love.

Like the love you gave me.

Sofi,

you're an angel.

l had clipped your wings.

But you deserve to fly

because you must be happy.

Tell the whole Community
what we did here.

Because we did nothing wrong, my love,
on the contrary.

-l'm scared.
-lt's normal.

But you have to relax,
because everything will be fine.

You'll be a wonderful mother.

l have to go now.

Where?

To take care ofyou.

Of both ofyou.

But we'll part as planned,

like we'd always dreamed

to be together forever.

Let me go with you, Alex.

You can't, my love.

You have to stay here.

Okay?

This is where the good part begins,

where your life begins.

Close your eyes, Sofi.

Close your eyes
and take a deep breath.

Victory isn't reaching the finish line,
it's being ready to keep winning.

To keep fighting.
lt's setting new goals,

never settling,

never needing these pills again,

never needing to see this ad again.

Victory is when you stop
looking at me