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You are reminded that smoking is not allowed in public areas.

The invitations have to be sent today.

And make sure they followed the art design.

Everything has to be perfect.

Hi, this is Mabel Montes

from Morgadans Events. I spoke to your boss yesterday

about the event on the 15th...

Hi, this is Mabel Montes from Morgadans. I sent you

an email with the seat assignments and I wanted

to make sure you got it because I'm getting an error.

Marisa, listen to me. You do the museum opening

and Lola will do City Hall.

Hi, this is Mabel Montes. Yes, Mabel Montes.

Mabel Montes. Mabel Montes, from Morgadans Events.

No, don't hang up. Can you hold on a second?

Ok.

This is it. Don't talk, I can't hear you.

-Business class? -Yes.

You could have used the priority counter.

Great, thanks.

-Here you are, sir. -Thank you.

-How pretty... No, wait. -What?

I'm going to take a photo for social media.

There.

-All set? Cheers. -Cheers.

Watch out, that one has alcohol.

-Tasty. -Are you sure this is free?

Yeah, I asked three times because it struck me.

Everything here is free.

Makes you want to stay.

Ok.

Nice climate. Sunny every day. What are you doing?

You're not embarrassed to upload that?

Who cares? I have hardly any followers.

I WENT VIRAL

Welcome, everything ok?

-Thank you, yes. - I feel a bit strange

because my feet can't reach the footrest.

That's normal in Business. You should travel more with us.

Good afternoon.

Wow, she was nice.

Probably having a bad day.

Wow! Your last photo already has a like.

-Yeah? -Very nice.

Fani, probably.

Yeah.

Did you get the trip itinerary?

Yeah. Long.

-We can't do all that. -Not all of it.

-It's to have options. -Ok.

We probably won't make it out of the bungalow.

A courtesy drink,

in a champagne glass.

I hope I don't overwhelm you.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Very nice of her. -Yes, super nice.

Pookie, it's not your first.

-You know how you get. -I hate you calling me Pookie.

I love calling you Pookie. My love Pookie.

I hope I don't overwhelm you.

No...

BATTERY LOW

No, no...

Let's see if he has...

Shit.

Sweetie.

Javi.

Sweetie...

You two could visit me instead of going to the beach.

Bring me back a grandchild, it's about time. I can't wait...

What a pain.

I'm going to miss you a lot these 10 days, Pookie.

I wish I could go with you to Tahiti.

POOKIE: Me too, my love.

You just left and I already miss you kissing my whole body.

POOKIE

I told her I had a rehearsal. I can't wait to see you, Pookie.

What do you mean, "Pookie"?

I'm Pookie.

Javi.

Javi...

Javi!

Who is Pookie?

I'm Pookie.

-Yeah, you. -Who is this Pookie?

-Which one? -Her.

-Who is this Pookie? -Nobody.

You're writing to a Pookie?

You're cheating on me with a Pookie? I'm Pookie!

-Give me the phone! -No!

Give it to me!

Give me the phone!

-Give me the phone! -Let me explain.

-You're cheating on me! -Stewardess!

She's beating him up!

Cheating on me!

You're cheating on me!

Why are you cheating on me?

Ma'am, this is Business Class!

-3,000 dollars for the tickets! -Ma'am.

-Calm down. -Why?

He's cheating on me! He's banging someone else!

Go back to your seats and calm down.

-Who's that Pookie? -What Pookie?!

I'm Pookie!

She's Pookie. It's her.

Calm down!

You son of a bitch!

-Please! -Calm down!

Please, hold still!

Everything's under control!

Santiago!

She took out the pilot!

They took out the pilot!

-Calm down!

-Can you fly the plane?! -Of course I can't!

Is that the police?

Why the police?

Why the police? Where?

No, no, I don't want to go.

No, no!

Javi, can you please say something?

Javi, you're the one who cheated on me!

-Get her out. -Let me go!

I didn't do anything wrong!

I'm not going!

Javi! Javi!

Javi!

Can I grab a T-shirt?

It will only be a second.

Ok, never mind.

BATTERY 4%

Please!

-Calm down! -I'm Pookie!

Who is Pookie?

-Please! -Calm down!

No no , no, no! Ma'am!

Calm down! Ma'am, please!

Everything's under control!

She took out the pilot!

Hi, are you the crazy plane lady?

-Calm down! -What?

-Please, one photo. -No, no.

No... I said no!

Stop right now!

It's under control!

Everything's under control!

That video is great, huh?

My God! I've gotten it 4 times already. What a nutcase!

It's unbelievable. Imagine the husband, putting up with that broad...

TRENDING

#CrazyPlaneLady - 31,5k #IAmPookie - 14,8k

#EverthinglsUnderControl - 2,9k

Hahahahaha!!!! What a fucking lunatic!

Only fem-Nazis will defend her.

"I'm Pookie," she says. What you are is a wacko!

-Mabelita. -Mabeluqui.

How are you?

What a bastard. He calls you both the same name to not make mistakes.

-When did he start calling you that? -At Christmas.

No!

How could I not realize?

You didn't realize he was a shithead either and we warned you.

-No, you didn't. -Because a friend

can't say bad things about your boyfriend.

But we all thought it.

I'm so stupid! No wonder everybody hates me.

Four losers online is not everybody.

Everybody hates me, Penélope!

I'm getting death threats.

Those are the fools we'll sue.

Or just block them and get it over with.

You're getting dick pics?

No...

Everything's under control!

Excuse me! We're leaving.

-Can they show that on TV? -No, they can't. Come on.

Would you mind changing the channel? Right now.

They can't show this on television, Penélope.

Is this legal?

Come on, let's go.

Disgusting.

Disgusting.

You're turning up the volume. Turn it off!

I never get tired of watching it. Nobody does.

Watch out, the video has been seen over 4 million times

in one day.

Give me the remote!

Her dismissal was announced on social media

and this is what they've posted:

Morgadans Events has cut all relations with Mabel Montes.

Oh, Mabeluqui...

Stop looking at your phone.

They fired me?

What do you mean, fired?

Really?

That's my personal life.

Nothing to do with my work.

Look, there are some concepts that...

-Your image is not your image. -My image is not my image?

Your image is our image and that image is not our image.

It's not your image because it's my image.

Take it as a chance to expand your horizons

-and see the world... -Ok.

I want to hear it from my boss.

No, Mr. Fernandez

is very busy right now, he can't see you.

I've been doing his job for years so I know he can't fire me.

It's a cessation of collaboration and I've already fired you.

-Let go! -I'm being considerate

because you could be my mother.

No, ok, don't!

You're going to get hurt!

Stop! All right.

All right. I'll call.

I'll call, ok?

Ok.

Security? I need someone to come up right now. Hey!

Stop her... Somebody stop her!

Please!

She's crazy!

The sidewalk is for people!

Yes.

The retirement home said

he didn't have death insurance, so decisions need to be made.

You'd like to see him, right?

Your father. Would you like to see him?

No.

Are you sure? It's your last chance.

I didn't use to see him alive, why see him dead?

He won't know, I mean for you.

Trust me, you'll thank me some day.

You know what I'd have thanked him for?

Being a better father and a better husband.

He cheated on my mom every chance he got.

And not leaving when my mom got sick.

If he'd stayed there with us

taking care of her until she died. That I would have thanked him for!

So no, I'm not going to see him

because I don't feel like it.

In fact, if he was here, I'd tell him off, even dead.

Do you prefer burial or cremation?

Where are you?

I want to die.

Don't say that, Mabeluqui.

-Everything sucks. -Not everything.

You've got us, right? Look on the bright side.

She's right, we totally rock.

But she got cheated on,

fired from her job and trashed on social media.

So things might not be looking too bright.

And now this!

-No tears, eh? -No, no.

-Let her cry if she wants. -I don't want to.

Ok, then. She doesn't want to.

Let me call your brother.

No, I called him and left a message.

Probably at one of his conventions.

That shithead Javi still hasn't called you?

What a shithead.

-I can set up the divorce. -No. First we have to talk.

Talk? Really?

You shouldn't even look at that fool.

But first we have to talk,

to make a decision, first you have to talk.

-Right. -We're suing your boss.

Geez, always suing everyone.

It was unlawful dismissal. We'll crush him.

What dismissal?

Security threw you out, Mabel.

Look...

My boss is getting pressure from above.

Ok? But he's going to realize

I'm indispensable and hire me back.

But for that to happen, I have to talk to him.

-More talking. -Look, Mabel.

If they hired you back,

would you want to work for them?

Look, what I want is...

I want that fucking video to not exist!

I was a happy woman.

I was so happy!

Two days ago I was happy.

If she cries, I cry too.

I don't want to cry...

Ok, no crying.

It's her! The crazy plane lady! Hit me!

Come on, hit me!

Wait, hold on. I'll hit you. Mine is reversible

and much cooler.

Have you considered wearing a cap?

-Take it easy. -Let's see if you have balls.

-Relax. -Get lost, damn it.

-Get moving. -Relax.

Nothing to see here, gentlemen.

Ladies, thank you. Go back to your drinks.

What is this, a funeral?

I mean... Are we here to party or not?

That's why we came out,

to party. So glasses in the air.

Let's go. I want to hear it.

We're here to party.

-Party. -Party.

Party. So let's get to it.

Party, party, party, party.

I promise an unforgettable night.

Are you recording? Ok. Close the door.

What are you going to do?

Hello. I'm here to collect Eladio Montes' belongings.

He passed away this week.

Don't swallow it. Don't swallow it.

They want us to sleep all day.

What are you doing?

Let him take his medication.

Sure, to keep us like zombies, right?

Damian, don't swallow it.

-Damian, please, don't listen to him. -It's shit.

He needs to take his medication.

-Please, Eladio... -Tell them to fuck off, everyone.

-Fuck off! -Speak with respect, Eladio.

-Please! -With respect, but fuck off.

-Respect. -That's a drug.

I want to see the manager!

Dad?

Look! The crazy plane lady!

This is surreal.

His roommate dies and they call me!

It was an awful identity mix-up.

I thought it was strange his kids didn't come.

The person responsible has been let go.

This is unbelievable.

-Unbelievable. -You're right. It's unbelievable.

Knowing the guy,

I'm not so surprised.

I bet Roberto is laughing his ass off up there.

Who invited you to this funeral?

Moments ago I was the dead man.

I don't know why I bother.

This isn't my problem anymore.

Well, I think it still is.

Here he comes.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about the mistake, we've taken measures.

But how? What happened?

-His heart. -Well, his heart...

and a laugh attack too.

What do you mean, a laugh attack?

Yeah, you see, he was watching funny videos on his cell phone.

"Ha, ha, ha!"

"Ha, ha, ha!" Then suddenly, laughing, he says to me:

"Look at this video I just got."

He shows me the video and I say: "Holy shit, that's my daughter!"

"What? Your daughter?" "Yeah, the one on the plane."

"She's my daughter." And then more "Ha, ha, ha, ha!"

And more laughter, and then...

he started coughing, and between the laughter and the coughing,

his heart.

It's not funny.

You're his daughter?

I haven't seen him in 12 years.

But she's here to read my will.

Can I see him?

Where is he now?

She had him incinerated.

You incinerated my father?

I thought he was mine.

Why did you incinerate my father!

Because I thought he was mine?

No! That's not what he wanted!

-He wanted to rest beside Mom. -He did say that.

His last and final wish. Every night, the same thing.

Every night: "One day less until I sleep at your side..."

-"...Marianita." -Every night.

And...

where is he now?

What have you done with my father's ashes?

Could you please not shout? I'm in shock too.

-A normal daughter would be happy,

-but she's in shock. -I'm not in shock,

-what I am is flipping out. -Look.

We can discuss this calmly in my office.

No, hold on. How did you not realize?

-Excuse me? -That it wasn't your father.

You didn't see the body?

No, I didn't see the body. I didn't.

Unbelievable! Your father dies and you don’t see the body,

the least you can do, to know it's your father.

And to say goodbye, damn it. It's your father and you'll never

see him again!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Don't look at me like that.

This is her fault.

Well, well... - didn't choose

to be here, you called me!

And...

If you love your parents, don't take them to #SecondYouth.

They're totally negligent!

Fernandez! Hey! Fernandez!

We have to talk.

Well, well, well.

What a surprise! What brings you here?

I know you play on Wednesdays, I've covered for you too many times.

Who's in charge now?

I can handle it.

Who? Lola?

-Marisa... -Marisa.

What happened?

Stop, stop, stop.

I don't know what food intolerance you're talking about.

The caterers handle that.

Tell her to talk to Rafa. Marisa,

ask for Rafa, he handles catering. Remind him about the discount.

You heard that, right?

Yes, it's her. I'll tell you later.

She's called me 6 times now.

I won't forgive you for this.

Leaving me hanging like this.

You fired me!

No, no, not me.

Upstairs, they're obsessed with bad publicity.

You went too far, eh? You went too far.

I'll sue you for unlawful dismissal.

What dismissal?

In one month nobody will remember

the crazy plane lady, especially upstairs.

-Well, then? -A little patience.

-You weren't patient firing me. -Listen to me.

Go home and stay there for one month,

keep a low profile, no social media.

When things calm down,

I'll hire you back.

One month.

Or a month and a half... I want you back more than you do.

Here we go!

Not everyone can take care of their grandparents, asshole.

Show a little respect...

I didn't have any followers, nobody read me.

But they do now, Mabeluqui.

That's why I'm saying stay away from social media.

You know those movies where the superhero is a geek

who can't control his powers and almost kills half the planet?

That's you, but without the superhero.

Why do they pick on you when you're the victim?

Exactly! They told me my father was dead.

That's incredible.

We can sue them if you want.

Hey, Mabel, you're on TV.

-What? -You've probably seen the video.

She went viral fighting on a flight with her husband and the crew...

The now famous "crazy plane lady"

has made another mess. A huge mess...

What bastards!

...this time at her father's retirement home. She accuses them

of mistreating the residents.

While the internet attacks her again,

the retirement home in question

can't hide their amazement.

Her father was here for years and she never visited him.

This was the first time she ever came.

You told me he had died!

Turn off the TV.

Well, turn everything off.

Did you talk to your boss?

Yeah. Wait, there's someone at the door.

-I'll be right back. -But...

I\\ \ \ \ EN

-I hope you're happy. -What are you doing here?

They kicked me out of the home. Because of you.

Only you would accuse them

of mistreating old people on the internet.

No, that's not what I said.

Oh. Then tell them that.

Pay no attention to these lies.

Our elderly residents know the truth

and they're happy. Happy!

Happy, yeah, right. It's fucking bliss there!

Well, take your bliss and go back to where you came from.

-No. You broke it, you fix it. -Should I call the police?

Go ahead, I'll report you for abandonment.

It's you who abandoned us.

I'm your responsibility now. It's in the Constitution.

Where's the remote?

That must be the steaks I ordered.

I'm here to contribute.

Fuck.

Little sis...

What are you doing here?

Because of Dad.

-Just what we needed. -Holy shit!

-Dad! -I forgot to tell you.

You see him too?

Just as well I ordered extra steaks.

I thought you were dead.

You said he was dead? He's not dead.

It's a fucking miracle I wasn't incinerated.

What do you mean, incinerated?

Excuse me!

Does Eladio Montes live here?

Gamer?

What does that mean?

A video game professional, Dad.

You make them?

No, I... I play them.

And you make a living doing that?

-Of course. -Not you, Manu.

Well, let's see, it's...

When do you go back to London?

They've been unbearable since the Brexit. They barely let us

-leave the house. -You never leave the house.

Exactly. If I'm not going to leave the house,

I might as well stay here. It's cheaper.

What do you mean, here? Here, here?

-I'm in the guest room. -I'll take the sofa.

Do I look stupid to you two?

You do look a little tense.

You look normal to me.

I'm so glad, Dad.

Careful, that's the bad one.

She's tense, huh?

Yeah.

The Constitution doesn't say you have to look after him.

You see? He's still a fraud.

It's in the Civil Code.

Should I kick him out?

Yes, even if he sues you. The trial will take so long he'll die first.

Kick him out if you want, but you'll get trashed online.

My firm defended a woman

who wanted to kill her father with bleach.

-She put it in his food. -Careful, the girl.

It didn't kill him, it destroyed his intestines

and she changed his diapers for years.

That's your legal advice? As a lawyer?

Maybe if you use more bleach...

Learn a lot, sweetheart.

If anyone picks on you...

Kick in the balls.

No, no kicking! Tell the teacher.

Say goodbye to the aunties.

Goodbye, Aunt Penélope.

Goodbye, Aunt Crazy.

-Don't tell the girl that! -Me?

She learned the crazy thing here, not at home.

Did you talk to your boss?

Yeah, he said he'll hire me back in a month, month and a half.

Tell him to put it in writing or we'll sue and go to trial.

I don't particularly trust him, but I know he needs me.

Yeah, but you have 20 days to file.

If the deadline passes and they don't call, you're screwed.

Javi uploaded something.

You're still doing social media?

"Even at the darkest times, a ray of light appears. #Have Faith."

"Faith"? Have faith in what?

Why does he have so many followers?

"I have faith in you answering the phone, dumb shit."

What happened? Where did it go?

He blocked you.

-He blocked me? -He blocked you.

He blocked you.

#TheCrazyPlaneLady

I'M POOKIE!

EVERYTHING IS UNDER CONTROL!

Hello, there. Um... yes.

I'm looking for a spot for my father.

I heard your home is great.

There's a waiting list?

Yes. How long did you say? One month?

Oh, ok. I have to wait until...

until there's a vacancy.

Do they eat lobster every day or what?

You're making me want someone to die sooner...

Hello?

You do have room? Oh, great!

Yes, yes. No, perfect. Super.

Well, a very reasonable price.

Yes, his name is Eladio Montes.

Well, he was at Second Youth, yes.

No, no. Listen, no.

No, that's not what my post said.

Manu.

Manu!

I need you to help me.

This is a crappy time.

Do you want to keep mooching off me?

Um... yes.

Then get Dad to leave.

To leave where?

I don't care, anywhere.

You already told him to leave and he doesn't want to.

-Then rent something together. -Yeah, right.

Now that we're a family again.

We've never been a family.

Oh, then it's about time we became a normal family,

all of us.

Don't leave your shoes by the door!

Hi.

Hi.

Your father gave me the address.

What for?

To come and visit him.

-Ah. -Yeah.

-Can I come in? -Yeah, sure.

Ok.

Dad!

Sorry about...

Well, I wanted to apologize for how I spoke to you the other day.

I was very nervous and... I'm sorry.

Ok.

-Dad! -By the way

I'm Berto.

-Right. -The dead guy's son?

I'm Manu,

her brother. Very nice to meet you.

-Berto. -Dad!

-Put on some pants or something. -Hey!

Why are you limping?

Not seeing the physiotherapist?

Not since I got kicked out of the home.

We can't have that. From now on, |'ll take you on.

You'll be my patient, ok?

Wait, please...

I wanted to ask you about my father's ashes.

My father's ashes.

I was wondering if they're here or...

In a cemetery.

-Which one? -In a cemetery.

In the village?

-Yeah, right. -Well, then?

-Another cemetery. -Which one?

I'll call them on the phone

and ask them about moving the ashes

and I'll let you know.

Ok. Ok, ok.

-Bye. -Fancy a drink?

Yes.

Me too, count me in.

After you.

-Good afternoon. -Hey, Javi!

You're so tan, you bastard.

Manu, thank you.

-How are the video games? -Great.

-Look, Dad. Your son-in-law. -Wow!

Javi?

Who is this?

Claudia Rabade, from Rabade and Dominguez, Attorneys at Law.

| represent Mr. Javier Colon in the divorce

we just filed against you.

-What? -No, no.

Not a divorce, what are you doing?

Manu, one second. What are you doing, Javi?

My client demands the property you hold in common and a payment

proportional to your earnings.

-But I got fired. -And severance pay?

They didn't give her any.

Manu, let us talk, please. What the fuck are you doing, Javi?

Me?

I'm sorry, Mabel, but you started this with the show on the plane.

So face up to the consequences.

You're the one who cheated on me! Remember that?

Since you brought it up, we've filed a complaint

for discovery and revelation of secrets.

What is this lady saying?

It's a crime to enter someone's cell phone. Up to 4 years in jail.

If you're reasonable with us,

we can be reasonable with this.

-I'm sorrier than anyone... -Don't apologize,

-kick their asses out. -That's not reasonable.

-Then [ will. -With a little organization,

-I think we all fit. -Damn...

Mabel, do you realize how much damage you've caused me?

An actor lives off his image and you completely ruined mine.

Some live off their talent, but you'd have to have some, of course.

I saw him in a short film

-and he wasn't so bad. -Come on...

Remember. This is your home and you're not leaving.

-Ma'am,

please have your lawyer call me.

Have a nice day.

-Yes. -Thank you, counselor.

-Pleasure. -Likewise.

-Thank you, goodbye. -Goodbye.

-We'll talk. -Yeah, sure.

-I don't know what you're doing here. -I'm just visiting.

I don't care, you can't stay.

-Let my daughter tell me that. -Again, Dad?

Excuse me. From what I know, you have no role in Mabel's life.

Show my father respect.

You can't even look at him.

Compared to who?

They can't stay.

My father and brother are not leaving because I don't want them to!

If you don't like it, you can leave!

-Come on... -Don't you dare!

-Please. -This is my bedroom!

Talk to my lawyer about that.

What?

Javi! Javi!

This is all your fault! Javi! Javi! Please...!

Javi!

Don't kick me out!

Javi!

Javi! Javi!

Javi, please...

Javi!

What a bastard, the guy who pried your fingers.

Fresh out of the oven!

I don't want any.

Suit yourself, it's delicious.

-The crazy plane lady. -Who are you talking to?

A Korean gamer who didn't believe you were my sister.

You see? Like two drops of water.

He sent me the video.

What? He's sharing the video?

-Yeah... -No, no, no... Hey!

Hey, don't share the video!

Can you tell him, please?

Javi!

Tell him not to share it. Javi, we have to talk!

Javi!

The guy who got smacked.

Javi, don't be a coward and face this!

You think it's normal to ask for a divorce without talking first?

We should talk first,

shouldn't we? Ok, I shouldn't have hit you,

but I'd had a few... Well, more than a few, but...

That's no excuse, I know!

But you cheated on me!

You humiliated me! Javi!

Javi!

Are you aware the whole planet saw you smack me around?

Are you? So, I'm wondering.

Who humiliated who? Tell me, who humiliated who?

Think about it.

Don't turn things around!

Since Christmas? You've been cheating on me since Christmas?

You see? There you have it.

That shows how much you care.

You didn't even realize. You never suspected. Never.

What are you saying?

You're a prick!

Prick!

Didn't I tell you to sue him?

Tell his lawyer to forget the apartment.

I'm paying the mortgage

and if they push me he won't even see half.

Ok, but while things get settled,

come stay with us.

You can't sleep by the washing machine.

Kicked off the plane, then fired, and now my apartment?

-I won't allow it. -Take my bedroom.

-I'm fine with the cot. -Can all of you

stop telling me what to do?

-I won't offer you the sofa. -Thank you.

There's no privacy. Can't even jerk off

properly with everyone around.

-"I made a pound cake..." -Manu, really?

Word of honor.

Come and paint with me, Grampy Ladio!

No, no, no. He's not your Grampy.

-He's not your grandpa. -Grampy, gramps...

and your cave monster!

We'll paint the town red if we have to.

Hey, are you all staying for lunch?

I made a great stew. Didn't 1?

It's just like Mom's.

He cooks for you?

I'm going to paint too, I rock at it.

Listen to me, Mabeluqui.

A mom at school is looking for someone to organize her kid's birthday.

Would you be interested?

-I don't know. -Come on, say yes.

Yes.

I always forget.

It was your father's favorite book.

Hi.

Hey, come here.

You can hear the maracas better in the bathroom.

Mabel, what are you doing? Please close the door!

A little privacy!

Oh, no, we're not alone...

That was Pookie, huh? Oh, right...

Mabel!

Mabel!

Mabel.

What do you want?

Nothing, seeing you leave like that, I thought you might want to talk.

I'm fine, ok? You can go.

He's a shithead, Mabel.

I know that. I don't care what he does.

He's a fucking shithead.

How do I have to say it? I don't love him anymore.

Then that's that.

Then good for you, but even if you don't,

if you feel like crying, that's fine too.

It's good.

Even if he doesn't deserve it, because he's a fucking shithead.

Hey, Mabel, don't cry.

You said I could. Which one is it? Damn!

I was hoping you'd focus on the other option,

that the fucking shithead doesn't deserve it.

You're the crazy plane lady, aren't you?

"Javi!"

I'm a physiotherapist.

-Good for you. Can I take a photo? -Do you know...

when they take your head and go "whack!"

And crunch your neck and it goes "crack"?

And if they do it wrong, you go stiff...

I know how to do I, will you let me try it on you?

I only wanted a photo, damn.

Goodbye.

Javi! Javi!

Javi!

JAVI!

WHITE PEPPER

Fuck!

What are you doing?

What do you think? A profile shot.

-No shirt? -I'm not ashamed of my body.

You're sucking in your belly.

-What would I do otherwise? -Out.

-Let's see. -Get out.

-"#ChestHair..." -Leave!

Look. I have a "like." Oh, no, it's mine.

Anyway. Sorry.

-Please come with me. -Hi.

What a change!

It's not mine, it's a wig.

It looks good on you.

Sorry it took me so long.

They don't take up much.

I thought the same thing.

-They don't take up enough. -A German shepherd,

a bulldog and two chihuahuas. That's all I could get.

If he asks me, what do I say?

Either the truth or that life is too short. Take your pick.

Life is too short.

No.

-I'll let you get back to work. -Damn!

Are you in witness protection?

Is that Roberto?

-Yes. Well, I'm off.

Hey, no, no, no.

Why go alone if you can go with your father?

I'm walking.

No, you shouldn't walk, we punished your knee.

Then I'll take a taxi.

Why take a taxi if you can go with your daughter? Are we dumb?

No.

We're not dumb, right?

What are you doing?

You want me to kill myself?

You want me to answer that?

Go on, drive.

Happy birthday, to you...

Happy birthday to you.

-Who wants a prize? -Me!

-Who wants gifts? -Me!

-Louder! Who wants candy? -Me!

-Who has a girlfriend? -Me!

Mabel.

Mabel, here. There's a tip in there.

You earned it. Everything is ideal.

Thank God Estefania insisted so much

-on me trusting you. -That's great.

I'm so glad I didn't listen to people. So much gossip out there...

Yeah.

Leave it to me.

You're going to get jobs from everywhere.

You'll see, sweetie.

Thank you.

Gorka! Gorka, honey, be careful.

With what I was...

How are you?

'Well, you know... -Mabeluqui...

Come on!

Don't let it get to you. Show some spirit.

Aunt Crazy! Aunt Crazy!

I told them you're the crazy plane lady.

Come and play!

That's not the crazy plane lady!

She's wearing a wig!

Come and play with me, crazy plane lady!

Come on!

Come, crazy plane lady!

I'll be right back.

Come, crazy plane lady!

Crazy plane lady, come and play with me.

-Please. -I can't go in there and play.

-No way. -It's very fun!

Please, crazy plane lady.

Please, come!

Here I come!

Here I come, here I come!

Gorka!

Gorka, Gorka!

Get ready...

Get ready... Now!

Gorka!

It's fabulous, look.

-Don't laugh. -It's funny.

-Can I have the mother's number? -What for?

That kid is going to need physical therapy.

More like a cast, because he fell flat on his ass.

The kid is fine. It was just a scare.

Laugh all you want, but I won't get hired back in the end.

Your boss will never hear about this.

Mabel, for God's sake.

Which part of "low profile” didn't you understand?

Then we sue them and that's that.

We're in time to claim unlawful dismissal.

-Leave it to me. -And if at any point

you need money, I told you I can help out.

Screw the company.

You're better off without it.

It's not just the company, it's everything.

I've had it! Who needs to put

an inflatable castle at a party? Did the kid ask for it?

No. The mother did. She kept pestering me

about the castle to copy her friends.

And it's all the same. Everybody wants a template: for weddings,

communions, anniversaries, absolutely everything.

To make it the same

as the next guy, but bigger,

because what matters is how it looks.

We should ask rocket boy if he liked it.

When he lands, I mean, he's busy now...

-You're strong. -My father

loved rancheras,

draft beer

and playing mus.

-He cheated all the time. -Yeah.

And laugh at everyone.

That's what he liked most. No, my mother was.

And then laughing at everyone.

-And the village. -That was left pending.

One last visit to his village.

Well, then?

Well, then, what?

Will you organize my father's funeral?

No, no, no. I mean, no. I don't do funerals.

Yeah, my father didn't like them either, but...

what would be nice is a party

to celebrate his life and remember what he was like.

What you said before about not following templates.

-Yeah? -No, no, no.

-No way. -You incinerated my father.

I'm joking, what I mean is...

Now comes the easy part.

And I won't take no for an answer.

We should make coffee, right?

-Oh, yes, coffee. -Let's go.

-No, no, no... -Come on.

-Who wants coffee? -I do.

-Ok. -Right there.

All set.

Don't even think about saying yes.

It's his father's funeral.

And what do I tell him? That...

-The truth! -What? No, no, no.

-Not the truth, no way. -No way.

I can't tell him the truth. He'll be furious.

It's too late.

Ok, he might get

a little angry, but...

But I don't know, he seems so nice.

Yeah, he is very nice.

Between this time and what you say... What a surprise, huh?

Exactly.

Even if he gets angry at first, he'll be grateful for your honesty

and forgive you.

And what if he doesn't?

Wait. You like him?

She' can't, she's mourning for that shithead Javi.

No, no, no. Look...

I'm not mourning for anyone.

And I don't like anyone either, ok?

But right now I couldn't bear

someone else hating me.

Well, Fani, start calling the owners of the dogs

to invite them to the funeral.

We also have kid's size.

-Excuse me? -In case you want one for Gorka.

Oh, ok.

Ok, don't worry. We'll talk tomorrow.

Talk tomorrow. Bye.

Mabel?

Hi.

Berto isn't coming.

-Why not? -An emergency with a patient.

He's the one who wanted to show me his father's favorite place,

-La Tasca. -As long as we're here, let's go.

The croquettes kick ass.

Come on.

Ok.

Over there?

Ok.

Um... Mabel, Mabel, actually...

come to think of it,

the croquettes aren't so great.

Javi's over there.

Let's go before he sees you.

No, he saw me.

Hey.

Ok, then. Looks like we came to play.

-Javi. -Mabel.

-What a coincidence. -Yeah.

Pookie?

-Yeah. -Her name is Carlota.

I'm Mabel, I'm his wife, well...

-Not. -Nice to meet you!

-Nice to meet you. -How pretty!

I love your new look.

Oh, it's a wig.

Yeah, you can tell.

But it looks good.

What are you doing?

-You're not together? -No, no.

We're going to that table...

Either this one or nothing.

I don't mind.

You can stay.

-Have a seat. -There's no need, love.

-No, it's fine. -Yeah, yeah, ok.

-Sure. -Perfect by me.

-Obviously, sit down. -I'm fine with it.

-Yeah, why not? -Let them sit down.

-Right? Sure. -What are you doing, Mabel?

She said she doesn't mind.

-Not at all. -You see?

She was only being polite.

And I was being grateful.

Ok, then.

The croquettes here kick ass!

If I may...

Thank you.

You're the father, right?

How nice!

Nice... What's nice?

This. Many would say: "Friday night with your dad, ugh!"

But I love it.

I think it's so sweet.

No?

Pour. Pour, pour. Pour more.

And, Mabel...

Forgive me. I'm really sorry.

I didn't know you were home the other day.

Well, um...

That's it.

I told you she didn't mind.

Well, Javi, the reality is what it is,

-but we have to keep it real. -That's true.

Did you tell her yet?

-No, no. -Tell me what?

Go ahead, tell her.

You're pregnant.

-What? -No, no, no!

No!

-No, no, no. -That was scary, huh?

-Why are you spooking them? -Then what is it?

You're getting married.

No, he can't, he hasn't got the divorce.

Oh, that's right. By the way, when are you going to sign?

Well...

You can talk about that alone.

-She should sign the paper. -After, no?

You could hire Mabel to do the wedding.

-Are you dumb? -It's the least he can do.

It's his fault you got fired.

Excuse me, it wasn't my fault.

Well, Javi,

-it was a little. -Maybe a little.

But are you getting married or what?

Can you please tell her what it is already?

Yes.

Well, I got a part in a TV series in Argentina.

It's a small part,

I'm the protagonist's neighbor's best friend.

-But it's not a bad start. -It's super, yes!

And thanks to you, Mabel.

His followers went up after the plane video

and that really matters in show business.

-Right? -Yes.

-No? -Yes, yes.

Can you please bring another bottle of wine?

Red. And the good stuff.

The croquettes kick ass!

Excuse me, can you bring another bottle?

The good stuff, the same.

-Of course. -Thank you.

How did you two meet?

He was working for a catering service

and I hired them a lot.

Oh, sorry. Sorry, sorry.

That's ok.

Well, I was his diving instructor.

That lesson was a gift from me. Well, lessons,

because there were several.

-There were... -Yes, several lessons.

Yes.

I asked you to come with me and you said no.

Well, I don't know how to breathe through a pump.

-We say "tank," right, Pook? -"Tank," yeah.

Sorry, you're the expert.

We say "shithead."

I don't know if you're referring to me,

but please, show some respect. I didn't insult you, though I'd love to.

Psychologists have an explanation for this.

What, being a shithead?

No, ending up with a guy like your father.

No!

Go ahead, tell me I'm not right.

You never had that hot body.

Even so, I got laid

more than in the Bible. Of course, the kind of sex...

Oh, thank you.

-You see, Pookie? -Carlota.

And they don't want me to drink.

-Of course. -Pookie is fine.

The best thing you two did is not have kids.

Sure, because you're ashamed of yours.

No.

He means exactly the opposite.

To not disappoint them. Right?

And how do you know?

Well, it's obvious.

Maybe...

You two seem to show affection in a toxic way.

What affection?

Affection? What affection?

Do you know the story about the drill?

-No. -Which one?

Ok.

It goes like this:

There's a guy who needs a drill

and doesn't have one.

So he decides to ask the neighbor.

But, on the way over, he starts to think:

"I'm going to get there, ask for the drill,

and he won't give it to me, you'll see,

because he's probably scared I'll break it

or lose it."

"And because he can't stand me,"

the guy thinks, "Because he gives me dirty looks,

and if I ask him, they'll be even dirtier."

“"He'll probably even be offended.”

The guy goes to the neighbor's house

with that thought in his head,

poisoning himself,

"He's going to hate me, he'll throw the drill

at my head, he gets there,

knocks on the door, the neighbor simply opens the door

and this guy says:

"You know what?

Stick your drill up your ass."

That's how I see you two.

Very nice, my love.

Very nice.

Ok...

Then...

Can I get the check, please?

Oh, great. Shall we split it?

No, let me get this...

-My knee! -What?

-My knee. -What? What?

It's killing me!

We'll take you to the hospital.

No, take me home. But first let me pay.

No, you can't pay like this. Get him out of here.

We can arrange a bank transfer, it's no problem.

Slowly, slowly... Ow!

-Poor thing. -Stay up, stay up.

I'll take this, stay up.

-Can you by yourself? -Yes.

Pookie, nice meeting you.

-Likewise, really. -Sorry.

-Call us.

We'll split it later, no problem.

-Slowly... -Poor thing.

He must have hit the table leg.

There's a short step...

Here, good.

Wait, let me get my phone... Don't fall...

Let's go, let's go.

-I'll call a taxi. -Let's get one last drink.

One last drink.

What a bastard!

No way I'm paying for all that myself.

Do you know how much just the wine was?

You drank more than half. Let's go.

But...

Let's go.

You mean you faked it to not pay the bill?

Of course.

I feel a little bad for Pookie, she seemed like a nice girl.

-She does, right? -Yeah.

So infuriating...

Anyway...

One last drink, eh?

All right?

You did great.

Better than great!

Two-legged rat...

-I'm talking to you... -What time is it?

Oh, sorry, Manu. Did I wake you up?

-Even a lousy bug... -It's late...

-Being so evil... -Drunk.

Seriously?

I always skip the "evil" part...

...is tiny compared to you.

Long live Lugo!

-Long live! -And the surrounding area.

Surprise!

Look at the camera, look.

It's for the internet.

Give me the phone.

I'll kill you! The phone!

-Give me the phone, Manu! I, Dad, hon appetit.

-Will you delete that? -No.

No, I can't, I don't want to.

I want "likes" too!

Delete the video!

Hello.

Manu...!

What's going on?

I gave them my best genes.

After that...

Hello

-It's...

Ok.

Here you have a ton of photos,

music he listened to and things he kept,

and in here, more music, home videos he made

and a list of people I want to invite.

Call them well ahead of time so they can come from the village.

Ok, then that's it.

What if we do it there?

-There, where?

Maybe he had a special place

-that would make him happy. -Yeah, yeah.

-Yes, there is one. -Yes?

Yeah. It's a great idea, ok.

Damn, really great. Ok.

-Cool. -Ok, then.

That's it, I'll go.

-Take a look and call me. -Yeah.

Ok, I'll keep it.

I'm taking a cookie.

-I'll see you out. -No, no.

I know the way. I'm good.

-Bye, Mabel. -Ok.

-Have a good one. -Bye.

DIVORCE AGREEMENT

I signed it.

Thank you, Mabel.

-With all my heart. -Shh, they're asleep.

Oh, sorry.

Do you want to come in?

Yes.

Sit down. I was just packing.

'When do you leave? -In a couple of days.

We start filming at the end of the month,

but first they want the cast to meet

the director and hang out,

take photos, you know, actors' stuff.

I'm also getting lots of offers

to host events,

appearances in nightclubs across Argentina,

and I'm thinking the train only passes once in your life.

You can't waste it.

Pookie is coming to represent me,

to manage everything for me.

Thank you, this is very important to me.

And I also want to apologize for...

I want you to know it wasn't intentional.

What happened wasn't planned,

it just...

happened.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry too, and...

I hope you'll be very happy.

-Really. -Thank you.

-What's wrong? -Stop...

What? What?

It stings.

-What? -Something stung me.

-No, don't touch your eyes! It stings!

It's pepper! Don't touch your eyes!

Pepper?

What are you doing?

It stings!

I'm bleeding, Mabel!

Eladio!

Try not to move.

It stings down here.

Give me something.

That's what I'm worried about.

-Know how long I've been practicing? -No.

-Thirty-seven. -Not bad.

I've seen it all.

Everything.

Even a can of hair spray inserted in the rectum.

A big one, with the cap.

But I'd never seen pepper before.

Now, if it helps you make it through the day,

I don't judge other people's vices.

-Please try not to move. -Yes, I'm trying.

If I miss my series because of you, Mabel, you're in for it.

You're in for it big time.

I'm an actor.

Great.

ROBERTO'S MEMORIAL GROUP

PENELOPE

Are you recording?

What are you going to do?

Dad, shit you were,

shit you will become.

7 billion people in the world,

half of them men, which means 3.5 billion,

and the dumb shit sleeps with Javi again.

Can't you see she regrets it?

May your pussy sneeze pepper for a week.

Ok. Wish him well in Argentina. One problem less.

Why are we looking at dick pics men send you?

So she sees there are people worse off than her.

Look, all I ask is,

during these two weeks before the trial with your boss,

please, stay out of trouble. Please.

Lock me in and throw away the key.

No, Lia, don't!

Oh, sweetie...

If she's crying, she saw them, right?

Whack! Whack!

Come on.

-Whack! -What are you doing?

I made a crazy plane lady video game.

-What? -My Korean friend

sent me a demo, look.

I thought you said you made it.

Well... it was my idea.

He's a programmer, but it's my idea.

-You see? -How do you play?

So, you're

the one with the glove, ok? And you have to punch the pilot.

The kids go flying...

"Gorka!" And you have to save him.

-And from time to time... -Gorka!

...Javi appears, very quickly,

and if you hit him you get 1,000 points.

-Can I try? -Look.

Here, press that button.

-This one? -Yeah.

The shithead is fast!

Let's get a drink.

-Does anyone want anything? -Something with chocolate.

-If you want it free, come with me. -Sorry.

He said free and free is sacred.

I was whacking the hell out of him.

Berto...

About the memorial...

I mean...

About your father...

and the ashes...

-You don't have to say anything. -What?

It's over. It was a mistake and it's over.

Stop thinking about it.

My dad would have forgiven you because he would have loved you.

-I'm not so sure. -No?

Well, I think so.

Yeah, you're one of these people who...

make life better.

A little crazy, but that's part of your charm.

WELCOME TO ROBERTO'S MEMORIAL SERVICE

Here comes the chatterbox.

Watch out, withered flowers,

he'll knock off your socks.

A break

for windbags, motormouths

and crags, bless the old bags,

to enjoy the whole world.

I'm the chatterbox.

I'm the rooster in love.

Grab your chance, little hen.

I hook up with anyone. They call me the cockerel.

Ugly or pretty, I don't care.

They call me the chatterbox...

Mabel? Mabel?

Yes.

Will you excuse me?

Hi!

It's just...

This is my sister Sonia.

I was imagining, yeah.

Yeah, everything is like... It's like...

A Lit major.

No, it's just... You really didn't know my father?

No. Well, Berto told me stuff, but no.

Everything is like...

-It's incredible. -Yeah?

-Yes, yes. -Cristina, Esther.

Get down from there, you'll knock over the ashes.

You want me to get you down?

Hello?

-Can you hear me? -Yes.

First of all, before you all get more drunk,

welcome, everyone, thank you very much.

Dad...

Dad used to say that...

when you die, if people don't remember you with a smile,

it's because you lived wrong.

And all I see here are smiles.

And...

I want to propose a toast to those who leave smiles behind.

To Roberto.

-To Roberto. -To Roberto.

Bravo.

Bravo!

I'm going to record a video to play at my funeral.

And they'll see me, right there, talking, and I'll say:

"Don't laugh, you bastards!"

"You'll all end up just like me."”

And we'll say: "We finally got rid of you."

...happy birthday to you.

Thank you, Mabel.

You and I haven't toasted.

No.

-A beer? -A beer.

-Ok, I'll get them. -Ok.

Filthy rat,

creeping critter, scum of life,

poorly made eyesore...

ROBERTO MEMORIAL GROUP

-Are you recording? -Yes.

Start recording.

Wait.

What are you going to do?

Two-legged rat,

I'm talking to you...

-Even a lousy bug... -Have you received it?

Berto, did this come from you?

-Look. -You got it too?

Yeah. Everybody's getting it.

Look, look, look!

What are you going to do?

That's the urn.

-What? -That's the urn.

What are you going to do?

What's she doing?

Dad, shit you were, shit you will become.

Amen.

Is she peeing?

-Here you are. -Thank you.

Holy shit!

What is this?

Where did you get that?

A group message.

Everyone's getting it.

-Oh, no... -Fuck it!

Fuck it!

-Fuck it! -Fuck it!

-Fuck it! -Fuck it!

Fuck it! Fuck it!

Fuck it!

Fuck it! Fuck it!

Fuck it!

You hurt me so bad...

Is that my father in the toilet?

I thought he was mine.

And who do those ashes belong to?

What is in that urn, Mabel?

A...

A German shepherd,

a French bulldog...

and...

and two chihuahuas.

Cristina, Esther.

Come on, let's go. Please, let's go.

Bloody leech,

bloody cockroach,

You infect where you step,

you hurt and kill.

Vermin,

poisonous snake,

human waste...

That was really bad.

Two-legged rat,

I'm talking to you.

Even a lousy bug...

Being so evil...

is tiny compared to you.

CALLING MANU...

CALLING DAD...

Nothing?

Neither of them?

Are you sure it was Javi?

Come on.

Mabel.

The family has reported you for desecration of ashes.

Berto reported me?

The family.

Hi.

-What are you doing here? -I have an appointment.

Sure, your name is Serafin Misa, right?

No, that's Penélope's partner,

he called for me.

I don't want to talk to you.

You don't have to say anything.

I don't want to see you.

Then I'll leave the helmet on.

No, Berto... Berto, my back is killing me.

I need your help. It hurts right here. I think it's stress.

It hurts so bad, I need a massage.

Please.

All right. You'll pay for this one.

Yeah?

Ok, follow me.

Not taking that off?

Oh, yeah.

-Should I take off my shirt? -No.

-In other massages... -There's no need. Sit down.

Ok.

You won't do that neck thing, will you?

Can you relax, please?

-Ok. -Ok.

That tickles...

Look, Mabel.

Can you say what you came to say and leave

and we'll finish sooner?

Sorry.

I am so sorry about what I did to your father.

I tried to tell you, but...

I wanted to tell you on the train.

But that's when you told me

I was the type of person who makes life better.

And I felt awful.

Right.

I felt really, really bad.

What kind of person who makes life better

burns your father

and throws the ashes in the toilet

and pees on them?

I'm sorry, there's nobody worse than me, it's not possible.

Yes, it is.

-No, it isn't. -Yes, it is.

You see how super nice you are?

You are very nice.

And I was saying to myself:

“"Damn, this guy is so nice!"

And your father must have been a sweetheart.

And now...

he wanted to rest beside Marianita

and he can't because of me.

Because I flushed him down a toilet.

And...

I am so sorry!

I'm sorry, I don't know what to do.

No wonder you reported me...

Well, that was my sister.

She was furious and it will pass.

When I die,

you can burn me and throw me anywhere you want.

You can take my ashes and throw them...

somewhere horrible...

Hey, I forgive you.

I forgive you.

Besides, my father would have thought this was hilarious.

I'm positive.

So that's it, relax.

Wow!

You are so crazy!

Come on.

Here.

And crying is cheating.

So you know.

Do you know where my father is?

Yes.

Will you tell me?

No. He won't let me, sorry.

-He hates me that much? -I'm sure it's not that.

Just give him some time.

Ok.

Ok.

Berto knows where my father is and he won't tell me.

-Don't worry about that. -How can I not worry?

I have a right to explain myself. I understand him, but...

-Yeah, but... -I understand everyone.

I put myself in their shoes. Does anyone do that with me?

Well...

You'll see him at the trial.

What?

He reported me too?

The company called him as a witness.

Let us begin the trial for unlawful dismissal

registered under number 24912022,

acting on behalf of the plaintiff,

Mabel Montes Rama, with legal assistance.

Appearing on behalf of the company,

Morgadans Events Inc., under legal defense.

Attorney for the plaintiff.

If I may, your honor. We wish to uphold the suit.

Attorney for the defense?

If I may, your honor.

We request the entire lawsuit be dismissed

for one simple reason.

Do you follow social media, your honor?

Is that how you want to start?

This is how I planned it.

No, I do not follow social media.

Do you know that woman?

No, I do not.

She's the crazy plane lady.

Everyone knows her.

Almost everyone.

And almost everyone knows

she has a negative image, to say the least,

and that if the company I represent

hadn't broken relations, it would have sunk with her.

That is a fact and we're going to prove it

in the evidence phase.

They start drinking, they've never traveled in Business,

and shit happens.

She was furious.

She came totally wasted. You could tell right away.

-She pounded my desk, threw a pen... - know people.

We almost sued her for slander.

"This one is going to be trouble."

I still have nightmares about the flying boy.

She hit him in the head, like this.

My Gorka has post-traumatic stress.

I feared personal injury.

She screamed... She even threw up.

I was expelled from my gated community chat group.

I think she's crazy.

-She's crazy. -Pure drama.

She's a danger to children and to society.

She said we mistreated old people.

-No, I didn't! -Well...

Your honor, we have one more witness.

Are you sure it's necessary?

-I've already got the idea. -No, call him.

I'm sorry, your honor, my client is very nervous.

Ma'am, the next witness is also against you.

Since we're already here...

Eladio Montes Nieto?

What's up?

-Anytime, counselor. -Eladio, sir.

What is your relationship to the plaintiff?

She's my daughter.

You're the father?

-Yes. -From the ashes before?

No, those were Roberto's.

She thought they were mine and peed on them.

She's a very bad drinker.

You don't know if she'd been drinking.

You haven't seen the video?

She was drunk off her ass.

Ok, never mind.

Isn't it true that your daughter,

besides getting you kicked out of the retirement home,

tried to kick you out of her home as well?

I don't remember.

You don't? That's what you told me.

I remind you that you're here

as a witness and you must tell the truth.

Yeah, but if I don't remember...

It's my age, your honor. I'm an old man.

You don't remember your daughter trying to throw you out.

Doesn't ring a bell.

No more questions, I think we'll leave it here.

Your turn, counselor.

Eladio, sir. Do you consider yourself a good father?

I've seen better.

Have you ever had a good relationship with your daughter?

When she was little, yes.

What happened after?

Well...

I've seen better.

You left and forgot about your family for years.

That fact could have awakened in your daughter

a desire for revenge which, thinking you were dead,

could only materialize by urinating on your ashes.

But it's also possible that what made her do it

wasn't hate or revenge but simply and plainly

desperation.

How is that related

to her dismissal, counselor?

Nothing, but the defense wants to convince you

that my client is unbalanced

and can't be relied on

and what I'm saying

is that she's a sensitive woman

suddenly faced with the worst moment of her life

after being betrayed by those she trusted:

her husband and also her company,

which added to the public ridicule in the sleaziest way.

But, with everything,

the most painful thing for my client was finding out her father had died,

because for years she had hoped

he might come back and apologize for having abandoned her.

When she thought he was dead,

that hope turned into desperation

and the thing happened with the ashes.

Well, desperation and alcohol,

she was drunk off her ass, your honor, we won't deny it.

- I think she hates me. -You are so clueless.

You'd better discuss that at home.

He won't talk to me.

Why should I if you hate me?

Not the hate thing again!

Then you tell me.

-Your honor, can I go? -You know what?

Stick the drill up your ass.

I'd like to propose a toast.

To unlawful dismissal.

To unlawful dismissal.

I wasn't sure about our chances.

You did great.

Bravo.

You don't have to thank me.

I did what any father would.

You're aware you testified for them, right?

And I could have drawn blood, but I behaved like a gentleman.

Aunt Crazy, I need to pee.

Go by yourself.

Look, back there.

But one thing,

then how much do they pay you?

-For what? -For...

No, no. They give me my job back.

I can't believe the nerve of your boss.

-It's amazing. -Yeah, unbelievable.

But it doesn't matter. I won't work there again.

Then if you leave you get severance pay, right?

No, because she's the one quitting.

So you won, but you didn't win.

More like you lost. I don't get it.

No, I mean...

I lose my job, but I gain health.

-Yeah. -I lose money,

but I gain dignity.

So if they fire you...

I'm the one leaving.

Yeah, but if they fire you,

-how will we survive? -You off me,

bloodsucker.

You're moving in with me for a reason.

All good news in the end.

-You see? -Yeah.

Can you two at least pretend a little?

Pretend what?

-You can't stop looking at her. -Me?

-Touching her. -Me?

No way, well...

-Yeah, right.

We all know you two are banging.

-Hey! -You touching her clam.

-You're boning... -Manu...

You're burying the puppet.

Didn't we say we'd let them take their time

and tell us when they want to?

Playing dumb is one thing, thinking we're dumb is another.

Ok, we already know her, but with you it's totally obvious.

What is?

Javi was better looking, but I like you better.

Wow, Manu.

That is so comforting.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

-We handled that great, huh? -Super.

Hey, what are you going to do?

With what?

What are you going to do, I don't know, with your life?

-What will you do? -I don't know.

I have no idea.

-I'll drink to that. -Yes!

Cheers.

Excuse me.

Can we take a photo with you?

-Ok. -Thank you very much.

We really like you a lot.

One, two...

Can we take it again?

Yeah, sure.

One, two...

Wait!

-What's wrong? -There's a boy out there.

Did he see us?

Well, then he probably learned something.

Ok, you pick the movie, I always pick.

Me? Ok.

Oh, you got an email.

What about?

I don't know.

FROM: PENELOPE - TO: MABEL HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?

Isn't that your car?

Yeah.

No. No, no, for God's sake. No, no, no...

No!