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Previously…

But you both came to school to get me.

I know, but the abuelos told me that if someone hits me,

I can hit them back.

She's got to defend herself.

"Just hit if you need to hit." That's what she'll hear from me.

They should raise their own kids.

We're the abuelos, they should be spoiled, not be given broccoli.

We want a campaign that makes a big impact,

capitalizing on World Diabetes Day.

We really like it. What a campaign to bring us back.

Is that my daughter in a diabetes day campaign? What?

I had no idea she took the picture and uploaded it.

What do you mean, "No idea"?

You can't spoil her every day.

She can't have presents just like she did

when she was just visiting you.

But I really need you…

- …to help me raise Cloe. - …to help me raise Cloe.

DON'T BE UPSET!

We are looking for a very skilled social content specialist,

we want someone who is eager to excel and to join a super dynamic team.

You'll see. We do many fun things, just for the sake of it.

Many what? They're unpaid?

No, the opposite. The company puts effort and time into team building.

Paintball, escape rooms, bungee jumping. Right, Pablo?

- Yes. Oh, yeah. - Bungee?

- Bungee jumping. - Hmm.

And, uh… And the pay is what?

We'll discuss that stuff at the next interview.

Ah, sure, but can we go over the hours in this interview?

Do you offer flexible working hours?

Yeah, of course. The workday is 08:00 to 18:00.

But you can always stay longer at the office if you want to.

We might pay for DoorDash when you stay late.

Ah! You might.

- Ah, that is so nice! - Yes.

So, Diego, Pablo told me that you have a law degree.

Yes. Well, almost.

- "Almost?" What is that? - I'm one subject away.

Uh…

SHARED CUSTODY

But, dude, I thought you had graduated from school.

Episode 5 PARTYING

Don't give me shit, Pablo. A job that shitty,

and they still want me to have a law degree.

All companies require a bachelor's or one like it.

Hmm. Hey, I'm educated.

I've taken two degrees worth of digital marketing courses.

I have… I have a vision for the world backed up

with a deep understanding of the area.

But you only needed one class? One. Are you serious?

Hmm.

Carla's new girlfriend is so annoying.

- Marga. - Who's Marga?

That punk chick Carla brought to the party.

- Mm-mm. - No, Marga's gone.

She had another girl when we went bowling.

You went bowling? You didn't ask me to go bowling.

Uh. I mean, it was more of a…

We were going with the kids, and Cloe was with Diego and...

Sorry, but Carla doesn't even have kids.

After what you two were like at Paula's birthday,

we didn't want you together.

- Guess who left me a message? - Who?

- Cristóbal! - Cristoleta?

Yes. Let's listen.

Hey, Diegui! How are you?

It's been a long time, man.

Miguel said you're getting divorced. Congratulations. Welcome to the club!

Hey, we should have some drinks to celebrate the end of your marriage,

like a divorce party, huh?

- What the hell. - Call me.

Cristóbal's as lost as ever.

I'm really not in the mood to go out partying. I don't think I can.

And you never come out with us, girl.

Aren't I here now?

- Aren't I here? - But you have to admit it,

- you don't do it that often anymore. - But, okay, when I have Cloe,

shouldn't I be spending my nights with her?

What about weeks you don't have her?

- Do you work 24 hours a day? - Of course not.

I'll tell you one thing.

I would take advantage of all those times you're alone.

Trust me. I take advantage, Pablo. I... I get so much exercise.

One, two. One, two. One, two.

And keep your hips square. And facing forward. The hips are...

And I do Pilates.

And I've also been watching some really good shows recently. So good.

- Stop, just stop now! - Will you shut up?

- Oh my God! - That ought to teach you!

And I'm watching some movies.

I'm also taking the opportunity to get a lot of rest.

I didn't realize how tired I was. I was tired all the time.

- Good morning! - What's happening?

It's time to start the day, it's already eight o'clock.

I've also been resting. God, I've been so tired.

DRAFT VERSION 6 REGULATORY AGREEMENT FOR SHARED CUSTODY

I'm so jealous, girl.

I shit in peace without Cloe always barging into the bathroom with me, huh?

- Oh, yeah. That was the best. - Right?

Diego? Diego? Where are you?

- What are you doing? - Nothing, I didn't know where you were.

I'm telling you, I really don't stop, man. So, the idea of going out…

Pfft! I don't really feel like it.

- No, no. No. Not at all. - But I should have fun.

Just go out sometime, get wasted, and forget everything for a while.

Come on, this weekend, we are having a night on the town.

Mm.

Oh, shit! Andrés has taken the weekend off to go to the mountains.

- Fuck. - Damn it!

But, Cris, you and I can still go out, right?

Because you get Cloe for the next two weeks.

Right. Yeah, we're going out.

Well, shit.

That's delicious! Mm!

- So yummy! - Put some ketchup into my mouth!

I'm not gonna do that. No, that's it. That's enough, okay?

- Do me too, Mom. - What? No, no.

- No. I'll do it. Let me do it. No. - Mm! Mm!

Oh, okay. Now, that's it. Don't play with your food.

- I'm playing. - We're making dinner.

No. Leo! Come on, here. We're not animals, we're not...

- We're not animals. No! - Yes, we are animals!

Honey, you've already had a lot.

Mm?

Paula, I'll be ready soon, okay?

Hey, honey, Marcos has given us all a stomach virus.

I'm throwing up and shitting like crazy.

I'm so sorry, I was really looking forward to going out.

♪ We're having omelet… ♪

- What happened? Aren't you going? - Unfortunately not.

Everyone at Paula's is sick.

As soon as I decided to go out.

Oh, I'm sorry. I wish I could go with you.

I can't even tell you the last time I went out.

Oh, well.

We'll have to eat it because... or else... or the omelet will eat us!

- Oh, well! - Oh, well!

So why don't you two go?

- Mom, look at me! - Mom, I want a tomato!

♪ To, to, to, to, to, to To, to, to, to, tomato… ♪

- Are you sure? - ♪ Tomato, tomato… ♪

They had dinner, so just turn on the TV and then they'll just go to sleep.

Tomato!

Fine, go ahead.

Yay - Yay!

Yeah, yeah.

Seriously? Six seasons spent waiting for that bullshit finale?

Huh? What should we watch now?

BEERS AND BLUNTS

Anyone want a drink??

I can't, I went to the mountains last week and Bea's going out this weekend

I'm still shitting non-stop

I have a tinder date

I've just taken a Xanax…

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- I want ice cream! - Be good, please!

- Where's the remote! - I need one second, then we'll go.

Okay, okay.

- Jesus, Lucía! - What?

Mm, nothing. Uh, nothing. I'll grab a… a beer, okay?

While you go and get ready.

Hmm. Perfect.

…the emeritus king doesn't have to explain

to anyone what he does or doesn't do.

Or what he does or doesn't earn…

- I'm meeting a friend for a drink. - Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

- Yeah, what's up? - You're wearing that?

Yes.

Why don't you wear one of the button downs I just bought you?

- Mom, I'm late. I'll wear one another day. - One moment, come on.

Besides, I already embroidered your initials. I'll bring you one.

Your mother said you're gonna start working with Pablo.

Huh, I guess you'll be able to wear whatever you want there.

Well, I... uh, I rejected their offer because it was really bad.

See you later.

No matter what I do, you'll never fucking leave here.

♪ Ha! ♪

♪ Whoa! ♪

I'm ready!

I don't know why Mom says this place is messy.

I don't think it's bad.

- Shit! - Look, I just...

- I left my wallet at Mom and Dad's. - Oh.

Leo! Martina! Settle down.

Okay, come on. Come on. Don't keep fighting, please…

- Pay now, and I'll pay you back. - …I'm begging you!

- Okay, come on, let's go. - Yes! Thank you.

Diegui! Oh!

What's up, how are you, Cristóbal? Good to see you.

- I'm good, man! Holy shit. - Long time no see!

Yeah! We have to make up for all those years.

- Yeah. - Huh? Come on, shots for everyone.

- Let's go. - For everyone?

Yeah, these people are people I know from work.

- Ah! - Yeah, uh, they're my interns.

Huh? Interns, Diegui. Diegui, interns.

- Huh? - Nice to meet you.

They might die. Hey, hey. Hey, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon. C'mon.

Anyone who doesn't take a shot is fired. All right, C'mon, guys, here we go.

It's too bad about the attic.

It's impossible to find anything like that near our parents'.

Well, at the café, a customer said she's looking

at one of those huge complexes

with a pool that's going up in the neighborhood.

- Oh, yeah? Where at? - Mm.

In that area behind the market, you know? The place with the crackheads.

- Ooh! That'd be great. - Mm-hmm. Mm.

Besides, Mom and Dad are right by the school, so it's perfect.

- Right, one thing... Um, thanks. - Thank you.

- You're welcome. - Mm. One thing.

Your idea to give our parents two afternoons off a week,

mm, doesn't work for me.

I can't have them at the café. At least we behaved when we were kids.

Okay, sorry, I was the only who behaved when we were kids,

- but you were... - Little Miss Perfect, okay.

Mm, mm, mm!

Look, it's gotta be real nice working from home two days a week now,

but you screwed up my routine, it's not okay.

- Mm, not at all. - Mm?

Since I spend the afternoons hanging with Cloe while I'm working,

I don't do either job well.

So, Lucía, I'm as fucked as you are. Don't give me that.

Okay, let's change the subject, yeah?

- We always talk about the same thing. - You're right. Good idea.

Let's talk about something else.

Getting divorced is the best thing

that could have happened to us, I'm telling you.

We're all in the prime of our lives, my friends.

The best years.

Look, they say 40 is the new 30, huh?

I say, fuck that. It's the new 20. Yes or no? Hey, hey.

Me, dude, ever since I got divorced, I'm on fire on Tinder, yo.

Hey... Hey, maybe I'll get a text tonight,

and then I'll need to ditch you.

Uh, don't worry about me. No, don't worry. I'll be fine.

No. No, dude, no.

When I go out with friends, I go out with friends, huh?

Today is the first day of the rest of your life, yeah, right?

It's like your birthday, right?

- ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪ - No, no, no. No, guys, no, no, no.

- ♪ Happy birthday to you… ♪ - No, no, no, guys. It's not my birthday.

Listen, uh, we've already bought tickets to a concert, okay?

- Okay, come on, we're going to a concert. - Uh. No, no, it's not your kind of music.

Hey, even if Diegui dresses like your father,

he's more dangerous than we are, huh? Respect.

Come on. Let's go, Diego!

All right, to the concert, everybody!

You and I are gonna teach these kids what it's like to go out partying.

Come on, let's go. Let's go, come on, come on.

Night is young. Night is young!

Are you sleeping with anyone?

What?

No, how? No.

- Mm? - No, I don't really feel like it

- right now. - Mm.

- And you? - Hmm.

- Are you dating anyone? - What? No.

Since I have those two terrorists, it would be impossible.

Ugh! Mm.

But I'm sure there are tons of divorced guys who have kids.

Yeah, but they're even worse than the single guys.

When they have their week off,

they don't want to deal with someone else's kids.

- Oh. - Yeah.

There's Tinder and some others.

I go on when I can. I do my best.

- Really? Is anyone good on there? - I'm there, babe.

- Oh. No reason. - Why? Huh? Huh?

You can get anything. It's on there.

- Ah. - I'll show you.

- Mm. - You'll see. Look. Okay.

- Divorced guys. Married guys. - Ooh!

Weirdos. Mm. And divorced weirdos.

- Hmm? - Mm.

Holy shit! Wait, I know that guy.

ENTREPRENEUR LIVES IN MADRID

Ah, Cristóbal. He's divorced, weird, and a freak.

Man, oh, man.

Another bottle, please.

Where are we going?

Hey, man, look at all the matches I got on Tinder.

Anyone would be lucky to have us, right?

- Uh… - With all the tricks we know now?

Oh, oh, oh, oh! Man, man, man. Look! Look at this piece of ass.

Look, look, look. She's superhot.

I call this one, "The Geyser."

'Cause you never know when she's gonna pop up.

And also because…

Okay. Here, take it.

Hey, hey. Hey, how about that? Oh, you like her? You want the phone back?

No, no, no, no, no. No, it's fine.

- It's right there. - Here?

I didn't know there was a venue here.

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, my friends!

The night is young! The night is young!

Oh, yeah, that fucking wine.

"I'm a little bit dizzy." Am I your mother?

Hey, wait one minute. Hey. What's funny? What's going on?

- Ta-da! - Did you steal that? You stole it!

- Hey, no. - That restaurant's one of my favorites.

- Well, I didn't steal it. It's a memento. - A memento?

Like when we took them from the café.

- You really are something. - Mm-hmm! Yeah.

You know where you and I can go…

…for the best throwback ever?

No.

- The Bounty! - The Bounty? To dance?

- Oh, come on, let's dance! Whoo! - Yeah! Whoo!

Come on! Coming through.

Here, the night is very, very young.

Hey, look, look! Hey!

Hello! Come on, come on. Oh, yeah!

Careful, sweetheart. Hey, come here, come here.

This way, this way, this way, this way! Follow me. Coming through.

Oh, hey.

Look! Oh, baby, baby. Mother of God, man. Look at that!

RUM AND COKE €3 BEER €1

A drink for three euros.

I don't ever want to wake up from this dream, Diego. Yeah.

Hey, pretty sweet button down you got there.

- I like your shirt too! - Yeah, it's cool, huh?

Super cool, yeah.

Have a good one.

Motherfucker. That guy was cool.

The vibes have changed, huh?

- Babe, I think we're the ones who changed. - Can I help you?

- Two gin and tonics! - Oh, and a bottle of water too!

- What was that? - To avoid headaches the next day.

You have to drink the same amount of water and alcohol.

- It works, yeah? - It works!

- Alcohol, water, alcohol, water, alcohol! - We'll take two!

Two for you and two for me.

- Weren't they for the interns? - Whatever.

They got lost, I guess. They should've been paying attention,

Excuse me, can I please get some water?

Why do you want fucking water?

Don't waste your money. Dude, water costs as much as alcohol.

No, it's to prevent hangovers.

- Uh, what? - It's a trick I learned from Cris.

Yeah? Oh.

Thanks.

Hey. Hey, we know each other, right? I've seen you before, haven't I?

Okay, boomer.

Dude, your flirting skills are a little rusty.

Here, watch a pro. Hey!

- So, what's up with you? - I'm not into cis guys.

Yeah, me neither!

Oh, I know! Hey, you're Carla's friend, right?

You were at Paula's birthday party.

- Uh. Marta. Marta, yeah? - Marga.

Marga, Marga, Marga! That's it. Marga, Marga.

This is great to run into someone you know here, huh?

You're a bartender. That's cool, right?

- This place is very... - I'm sorry, I don't know who you are.

Hey, we smoked a blunt out there…

- …in the garden. - He's your guy.

Listen, all of you basic bros look alike.

- Oh! Boom! Did you see that? - "Basic bros?"

Whatever. We got rizz, huh?

You see that face, man? Trust me, she wants us, dude.

I'm sorry. Ma'am, can you take a picture of us?

- What was that? - A picture! Ma'am, please. Can you?

- Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah. - Great, thanks!

Sure thing!

- Gotcha! - Okay, all done.

- Thanks. - Yay, thanks!

- Totally, yeah. - Check it out.

- Oh, wow. - She cut off our heads.

- Hey, ladies! - No, no, no, no! No worries, no worries.

You know what? They're just like my mom, girl.

They're not good with technology. That's okay. It's okay.

You brat, watch it! Excuse me, excuse me. How old's your mother?

- Forty-five. Why? - Oh, she really is your age!

I need to tell you one small thing, just one thing.

I cut your heads out the fucking picture 'cause I wanted to.

- Hey, relax. - All right, all right.

Hey, bitch, I didn't even say anything bad about you!

Oh, no? No? She's all, "Ma'am, ma'am."

There's no more sisterhood these days!

Sisterhood? Sisterhood, we are sisters!

No, we're actually sisters.

We're sisters for real!

Jelen! Come, quick! Come here!

Okay, show them your tattoo, yep.

We're tattoo sisters!

- It's the same one that we have. - How amazing!

Ha!

- It's just like ours! - Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

Sisters! Sisters! Sisters!

You can hear so fucking well here in the front row, man.

I'm getting a little overwhelmed from all the people here.

Oh, shit, oh, shit!

Fucking hell!

Hey! Hey! Come here, you bastard!

- Come here! - You come!

- Uh, what the fuck? - Give me two, please?

- Don't be so boring! - I can't take this anymore.

- Fuck, man. - They, like, hit me here.

You're so weak. Come on!

No, man. You go enjoy it. No, no, have fun.

- I'll wait for you here. - You're so weird. Whatever, asshole!

- Go, man! Go on! - You fucking kids! let's go, fucking hell!

Hey!

Hey, what do you want?

One of those bottles of tequila that you have there.

- I can't sell you that, sweetheart. - What are you talking about?

I'm fine. I'm better off than that one over there.

Come on, just a little bottle.

The sisters want to do shots together. Thank you.

Give me a discount. Our family is big, right?

- Enjoy. - Bye!

Hey! Hey! Wait a minute!

Guys! Those are my interns!

The one with the red hat and the other one!

Hey, everybody, thank you for showing me this fucking world! I love you all!

- Hey! - Diegui, I love you!

You're all fucking great!

Hey! I'll leave you to the kids. Good night, come on!

What the hell! What? These bastards just threw a drink on me!

Look at that! Hey!

The night is young! The night is young, you guys!

Hey, hey, hey!

- Look at what I stole! Whoo! - That's my fucking sister!

Wait, wait, wait!

- Cheers to my chicks before dicks! - Before dicks!

- Cheers to us, cheers to us! - Cheers to us, cheers to us!

Oh, my fucking God. Fuck it!

I'm so fucked-up, motherfuckers.

- Yes, yes. Get over here. - I love you, man!

Yes, you bastard!

Come on! Yes! Yes!

- Come on, girl! - Come on! Hey! Hey! Hey!

- Come on! That's it! Let's go! - Whoo!

Let's go!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

This is a mess. I see you showing off your shirt.

Show 'em your shirt.

Diego, I love you, dude.

Hey, hey, hey! The best, the best.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Lucía! Lucía!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Wait a minute. One minute. Wait a second. One minute.

We're going to sing a song, yeah? Cristóbal, come here, come here!

- Come here, man! Come on, come on up! - I'm going up, man.

- Get up here. Cristóbal. - Amazing. Yo, peace!

Hey, everybody. I'd like to dedicate this song to a girl named Cris.

- This is for you! - Hell yeah!

But what did you... You start, you start. Hey, what are you doing, man?

- Just a minute, just a minute! - Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

- Hey, hey, let's go, let's go. - Night is young!

- Night is young! - Night is young!

- If life isn't going your way… - Night is young!

If you're lost in the darkness…

- Night is young! - If your parents

- don't love you… - Night is young!

If you don't know where to go…

- Night is young! - If you can't buy that brand new car…

- Night is young! - If you don't have

- a place to live… - Night is young!

- If your friends don't love you… - Night is young!

- Night is young! Thank you! - Night is young!

Night is young! Night is young! Night is young! Night is young!

[Diego shouts, grunts

Oh, man. You okay?

- Hey, hey, hey, hey! - Hey. Diego, get over here. Thank you!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Oh, hey, cute boy! Three drinks.

- You got it. - And a bottle of water!

Oh, look, she's just like you are.

I'm paying, sisters. I'm paying.

- No, no, no. - No, no, no, no, no. We're paying.

Well, she's paying, huh? You're still in school.

No, I'm also working too, okay?

No, no, no. I like paying for myself, girl.

Right, of course. You are independent.

My sister and I worked in the café

our parents owned while we were studying too.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, and I'll tell you one thing.

If you need a job,

you'll always have one at my café, anywhere, all the time.

- Oh, thank you so much! - Aw!

Thank you, but that industry is really tough.

- Ah. - I'll pass. I like working with kids.

- Hey, hold on. - Yeah.

- You work with kids? - Yeah.

I take them to and from school

and watch them until their parents are home from work.

I love the kids. And it's really easy to fit it in around the classes of uni.

- And what do you get paid? - Three hundred euros.

Well, we can pay you 400.

- I'll do 200, and you do 200. - What's that?

Are you serious? My boss is terrible. You're ten times more fun.

- Uh-huh. - We'll play you for the first month.

- This minute, because you're worth it! - Come on.

Oh, I'm gonna text my boss right now!

- I'll pay first, okay? - Send it now!

Just wait a second, okay?

Okay, what's your number?

6-3-3-6-2-31-49.

- Bam! Bam! - Oh, yeah!

Yikes! This is so great!

Okay, okay, okay.

- Hello, Esther! - Hello, Esther!

Okay, so, Esther, I won't go into work on Monday

'cause I have new bosses who are so much cooler than you!

- Yeah! - Yeah!

And, hey, uh… So, now, that I no longer work for you,

I want you to know that you're an awful bitch!

And, so, are your children. They're spoiled brats.

I want you to know that I give them all the candy they want.

And more! Every day! I hate you so much

that I spit in your milk and I leave it out there to spoil!

I put your toothbrush in the toilet whenever you fucking say to me,

"My children said that you were just texting on your phone."

Go rot in hell, witch!

I really did it!

Girls, girls, girls, who wants some…

- Molly! - Who's Molly?

- MDMA. - Drugs!

The water wasn't for hangovers, it was drugs.

- We have to get out of here, right now. - Come on, let's go.

- Uh, we need to find the bathroom now… - Uh.

- Yeah. - …but we'll be back soon.

- Yeah. - Okay. We love you!

Stay right here, okay?

- Bye. - See you soon.

No, I was just thinking. You really are a punk, man.

Shit.

Real anti-establishment.

They don't deserve you at that shitty slave job, you know?

- Fucking capitalism. - Yeah, you're right.

But if I don't ride the wheel of fucking capitalism,

how will I leave my parents' place?

How will I leave, how will I leave, huh?

- Shit… - Shit. Come with us!

- Sure. - Sure.

- Yeah, man. - With you?

Move out of your parents' house, come live with us.

- You're serious? - Why not?

Seriously, guys?

- Holy shit, guys! - Of fucking course.

Of course!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

What about my daughter? What about my Pinky, guys?

Your daughter can come live with us too. It's okay, of course.

Yeah, man, like we also take in cats.

Well, that's it then. Hey, that's all there is to it.

I'll live with you when I don't have my daughter, okay?

And what the fuck?

If my daughter is okay with us, she's coming too.

Then that's it, then.

Hey, book me one of your rooms, sir.

With a bathroom, huh? And I'll pack up tomorrow and…

…I'm off.

- Ah, we don't have rooms though. - No?

Nah. No, we sleep where we can. Or we don't sleep.

Nah. Because each night is a party right here, dude.

That's it, that's it, that's it. Party!

- Party. - Par... C'mon, party!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey... - Hey, guys! Hey, you guys!

You got any pills or a little, uh, molly?

- The fuck out of here! - But all of you have bottles of water.

No, this is just Diego's trick to get rid of hangovers.

Not my trick, it's not my trick. It's Cris's. It was Cris.

Okay, then for Cris.

- To Cris. - To Cris.

- Cheers, man. - This is one fucking awesome…

Oh!

What did you do, Cristóbal?

I mean, it's no problem, no problem. Hey, hey, you joker.

Stand up and take off your shirt.

You'll swap shirts with each other like in soccer.

Hey, I'll swap shirts with you. I'll do it.

- Come on. - Are you sure you don't got anything?

- Come on, get lost! Fuck off! - Chump.

Hey, hey, hey.

Oh, no, no, no, no!

- Oh, run. - She's calling me!

- Who? - Our sister!

- Answer it! - No!

Tell her to give the money back!

No fucking way, she's a psychopath!

- Oh, I need to go! - No!

This is what happens when you don't do Kegel exercises.

- Uh, hey, Diegui, Diegui. Diegui. - Huh?

I have to confess something, man. I need to confess.

I've always had a crush on Cris.

If I find her on Tinder, you mind if I give her a like?

- I just want what's best for Cris. - All right.

It pisses me off to think that she could be with someone else,

but if she has to be with someone else, I hope he's a great fucking guy, man.

- A guy like you. - That's it, dude.

"Cris… and Cristóbal." It sounds fucking great.

Yeah, it sounds fucking fantastic, man. You're a fucking amazing guy.

- No. No, no! No, man, no! - No?

You hooked up with her sister, you bastard.

Me? With her sister?

Hey, look out! Someone's coming! Someone's coming!

No, I'm joking!

Ow, ow!

Ow! I can't get up!

- Really? - Yes.

Even my back is fucked-up now.

- Okay, but... - Help me, girl. Help me, please.

- Come on. Oh, I stepped on the pee. - Get up, old lady!

Where's my shirt? Where's my damn shirt? Where's my shirt?

My mother... my mother will kill me.

I promise your mom will like the new shirt.

Sir, have you seen my button-down shirt?

Your mom's gonna love that one, man. Listen.

No, dude. My mother will murder me. Where's my shirt?

No, trust me, Diego, your mother's gonna love the shirt.

It's so cool.

Oh my God. Let's go to that club. What was it called? The one next door.

- No, no, no, I can't. I'm too exhausted. - Don't fuck around.

I just spent over 500 euros tonight.

Don't laugh, you're going to pay your share, Lucía.

- Come on. I'm so... I'm hungry. - What?

It's my treat. Oh, no, I'm sorry.

I won't be able to. I don't have my wallet.

- And I abandoned the kids. - Oh.

- Let me get us kebabs. - Huh?

Our legendary experience isn't complete, unless you finish it eating kebab!

Oh, yeah, dude. There he is! Welcome back!

Why did you always go to this place? It's terrible.

What? No, it's the best ever.

That's because you're drunk when you go.

- I hope they all remember us still. - Mm.

Girl, seriously.

I can't take it. I just can't!

- Did you pay? - Yeah.

- You got it? - I got this one.

Shit, I haven't come here since college.

I haven't come here since Cloe.

- I don't… - Cloe…

Almost there!

Oh, oh, oh!

FOR SALE

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Oh, come on, it's okay. There's… There's pizza right next door. Let's go.

Why? Why?

Oh, yeah. I get it. You first met Diego here, right?

Oh!

Diego! This is the end of a whole era, man.

Fucking end of an era.

You won't believe where I am…

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- Hey, Siri. - I don't understand.

Uh, Siri, call Cris.

Do you want to call José Luis?

- No, Cris! - Calling Cris.

Diego?

Cris? Cris. Cris.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm, uh… Cris.

- Cris. Cris. Cris. - Cris. Cris.

Hey, Cris, you're a... you're fucking awes...

you're fucking awesome.

And... and I'd like to see if we could get together one day, you and me.

There might be a spark.

It's a spark, might ignite or one goes nowhere, but we'll see, you and I.

Diego doesn't mind. He's cool with it. He says, "Cris…"

Diego told me, "Cris and Cristóbal sounds great."

We belong together, right?

- Right, Diego? Right? - Kisses, Cris.

- Huh? - One for you.

Diego, bring it in.

Come on.