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Some stars are born from water.

Some children are born from “suspiros”.

Some say that one night, Mars was so close to Earth,

that one could see two moons in the sky.

That was the night he was born.

The night...

of the two moons.

Again?

Could you check it out?

No problem. I'll drop by later.

Thank you, Chuito.

No, this isn't going to work, Ubaldo.

You are too Olympic.

That was the deal.

Ninety days, forty laps, five kilos less, zero complains.

Your boyfriend is here.

Aren't you going to drop that? He is not my boyfriend.

When have I ever been involved with a coworker?

That one doesn't count. It was a moment of weakness.

Besides, he isn't gay, so it's not happening.

Give him a little push and you'll see.

You think so?

You need a guy who truly loves you.

Look who's talking, the expert on love and little pushes.

Don't mock me.

I'll be right back.

I have some documents to sign.

Keep swimming. You still have 39 laps left.

What are you going to do?

No. What are we going to do! This concerns the both of us.

Federica, you know about my situation,

so don't fuck with me.

You're not having that baby.

No. I'm not going to have it.

Negative. I'm not pregnant.

Federica! Come on, don't get mad.

It's not that I don't want to. I just can't.

Federica!

Federica!

Thank you.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

I see a little problem on your back.

You need to take care of it and not lift too much weight.

What's going on?

Dear, technical problems. We've been waiting for an hour.

- How old are you? - Thirty-eight.

Soon a good man will come to you and make you happy.

The rest is fine.

- How much do I owe you? - Whatever you want to pay me.

Thank you.

Mrs. Tomasa, I didn't know you had a traveling office.

Dear, things are really bad. I have to do what I can.

I see. Read my palm.

No. I've read yours too many times.

Yes, but you always tell me the same thing.

Hands are always the same. They never change.

I also want a man that makes me happy.

Well, you need to be born again,

because I only see douchebags on your heart line.

Dear, finally! Help me with these bags.

Sure.

- I'll take this one. - Thank you.

How's your mom?

She's well.

Hi.

Chuito left you the Jeep keys. He said it's ready.

"Fasten your seatbelts, it's going to be a bumpy night."

Bette Davis, All About Eve.

How mistaken you are. Take a look in a mirror.

You are nothing. You are no one.

Just a poor bastard freshly dressed with fancy clothes.

Do you think a lowlife like you

can take Carlos Alfredo away from me?

Carlos Alfredo will never be yours, because it is me he loves.

When he finds out I'm having his son, he will marry me.

So, start packing your suitcases, baseborn.

That child isn't Carlos Alfredo's!

And who is going to believe you?

He'll figure out it's a trap.

That it's someone else's child, slut.

What is going on here?

Mom, did you ever have a fling with that actor?

No. I only had eyes for your father.

Nevertheless, he would fuck everything that moved.

Be it blonde, brunette, tall, thin, fat...

He'd fuck everything.

Do you believe love exists?

No.

Well, in movies.

What about in the soap operas my dad used to write?

Your father?

He didn't know how to care for someone.

That's why he wrote soap operas, because they are all fake.

What about me?

What about you?

What am I made of, then?

Federica, you don't need love to have children.

Only sex. And not even that nowadays.

I want a baby.

With Joaquin? Don't fuck with me.

With you.

Ubaldo, you are my best friend.

Who better than you to be the father?

You are the smartest, most humane, most caring, most understanding,

most charismatic, funniest...

You are the most handsome man of them all,

most just, most responsible, a suma cumlaude,

most creative, most ingenious...

Besides, you are the healthiest, the great Olympic athlete,

most well-endowed, best sense of humor, you are so much fun...

You know what? I'm sure you are the ideal candidate.

Ubaldo, you are like from another planet.

Another planet, but you are here.

You'd be the perfect dad, Ubaldo.

Federica, would you lower your voice, please?

And best of all, we don't have to do it like everybody else.

The first step is to obtain good quality eggs.

That's why the sonograms are so important,

to monitor the development of the ovarian follicles closely.

We suck the follicular liquid from which we get the eggs we need

so that the biologist can proceed with the fertilization.

In parallel, we prepare the semen

so that its fertilization power is even higher.

There are thousands of spermatozoids.

The fittest will naturally achieve fertilization.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

When will the embryo be implanted?

Yes, tomorrow at noon is fine.

See you tomorrow. Thanks.

Are you thinking of moving on with this craziness?

Why don't you get on a diet and find a man, but a manly man,

and live your life like a normal woman?

- Normal? - Yes.

Like you?

And spend the rest of my life yearning for the man that left me?

Federica Marin?

Hi. How are you?

You know, busy. Crazy day.

You can come in now.

Thank you.

Hello?

Where are you?

I'm on my way, Fabiola, but the traffic is pretty bad.

I left you a voicemail, did you not listen to it?

No. They gave my turn to another patient.

Don't be late.

Don't worry, Fabi. I'll be there.

Even if I have to swim, I'll be there.

Hurry up, I'm here all alone

and there are still patients left.

This city is impossible, isn't it? You can come in now.

Could you read this for me?

Sure.

"The amniocentesis test reveals normal values

inside the established parameters.

However, it is interesting that the genetic makeup of the fetus

does not match the mother's DNA."

Thank you.

There has to be some kind of guarantee for these procedures.

We'll perform DNA tests on all of them

until we can identify with whom the embryo exchange took place.

Who are those women?

We cannot give you that information.

I need to know.

Please, I guarantee we will get to the bottom of this mistake.

- We are... - I'd like to talk to the director.

Let's try to calm down.

I am very calm and I'd like to talk to the director. Now.

What's wrong?

Sit down.

Are you feeling well?

Don't worry, everything will be fine.

Wait here while I bring you some sugar water.

It's just a matter of reaching an agreement.

When you both give birth,

we'll exchange the babies and problem solved.

We have to be patient and let the clinic do its job.

In any case, I'm going to sue the shit out of these guys.

No, don't worry.

It's just some tests to make sure everything is all right.

Is tomorrow afternoon OK?

Yes. I'll wait for you at two then.

See you tomorrow.

Hello, this is Fabiola.

I can't come to the phone right now,

so please leave a message.

Your words are dreams to reach Your smile the waning moon

The sky opens up because finally I'll have you

I'll have you

Your arms are my support to climb

Your legs are my crotches To come down

Your mouth my peace, My salt, my luck

Your breath is The sea's breeze

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your sighs are steps When moving forward

Your passion is the face

That provide the strength The love, the being and seeing

What I'll have I'll have, I'll have

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your smile

Your caresses can be breathed in

Honey and water that walk

The stars brighten

The wind burns with your...

Hi, it's Ubaldo. Leave a message after the beep.

Good evening.

Yes, she just came in. Are you a family member?

Yes. Can you tell me how she's doing?

And the baby?

- What's with the delay? - I'm sorry, Mother.

It is not me who has to forgive you.

Let our Lord do it.

A tormented soul got on our bus and robbed us.

What were you doing in that bus?

I went to the hospital to visit Sister Maria

and to bring her the donuts from Santa Rita that she loves,

but that delinquent ate them

and then said they were disgusting.

- How dare you? - No, Mother, that's what he said.

I replied saying that those donuts were made by the sacred hands

of the sisters of our congregation.

Then he pointed his gun at me and told me to shut up

if I didn't want to go to heaven to make Santa Rita company.

Were you alone?

No, Sister Sagrario came with me.

Lies! I know where you were.

I've been following you this whole time

and I had to witness your disdain with my own eyes.

Believe me, you will not be free from divine punishment.

You will burn in the fires of Hell,

just like your sinner mother

who left this convent without mercy.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

That's not good for your baby.

My baby's dead.

"All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up."

Gloria Swanson, Sunset Boulevard.

I'm coming!

These people think that everyone wakes up early like them,

as if I didn't have things to do.

Ubaldo, did you fall from your bed?

What are you doing up so early?

Never mind the time, Eva. You always look spectacular.

"I've always depended on the kindness of strangers."

Blanche Dubois, A Streetcar Named Desire.

Federica! Ubaldo is here.

Dry or on the rocks?

No. It's too early. I'll take a coffee.

If it's not too much to ask.

Not at all.

It's my pleasure.

Gorgeous.

What is it? I've called you a thousand times.

The battery.

What was that message you left me last night?

Nothing. I started thinking backwards, you know.

What happened?

Hug me.

Everything will be OK. Don't worry.

They switched the embryos because they got the names mixed up.

I know who got my embryo.

She lost the baby.

"Coffee for three, secrets for two."

What would you call this movie?

One too many.

Which one?

When I'm good, I'm very good,

but when I'm bad, I'm even better.

Well-intentioned those who open the door unafraid.

Honey, turn on the light.

It's a dark afternoon and it looks like it's going to rain.

Mrs. Tomasa, a child that is not mine is growing in my belly.

If it is inside you, it's yours.

No. They made a mistake and gave me one that's not mine.

Nature doesn't make mistakes.

If it's not yours, it will not be.

Many herbs grow in the bushes to right what's born crooked.

So, how's your mom?

Fine.

It's been a while since I've seen her on TV.

She's such a good actress.

The waters go back into their course, dear.

The river never goes back. Don't fret.

On these crosses, matter of the spirit that fixes all.

In the name of the virgins in Heaven.

Whatever is not meant to be, shall not be.

Do you want to stay here?

"Children live in the sky, they are made of desire."

"They are children of the moon and a bright star.

They live in the suspiros, made by the baker."

This is not the story I asked for.

It gets more scientific as you read on.

Children are not born from suspiros,

or from the moon and a bright star.

And they don't live in the sky either, Federica.

Those are metaphors.

We need to tell the story like it is.

We talked about this.

I can't tell a story if it doesn't come from within me.

Maybe in the stories you make up, but this is a by-request book.

You have to adapt to the requirements.

And give that child a face.

It looks like it came out of a horror story.

Good morning.

¿Alonso Aragon?

Do you have an appointment?

Mr. Aragon only receives people who have made an appointment.

When could I see him?

Your name?

Federica Marin. I write children's stories.

Actually, I'm an illustrator.

Look, here we only publish essays, research papers, PhD thesis.

As you can see, nothing for children.

But here's a list of publishing houses

specialized in children's literature.

Good luck. Good day.

Excuse me.

Yes?

May I leave you a copy?

A copy of...?

My information, my resume, just in case.

Thank you so much.

Excuse me, is it yours? I mean, did you make it?

Yes.

A children's book.

What is it about?

It's the story of a child that's about to be born.

It's not finished. I need to get him a face...

I mean, a publisher.

I have a good friend in this publishing house.

I could recommend you to him.

They only publish essays, research papers, PhD thesis.

Thanks anyway.

Look at the time.

Marta and Gustavo are coming over for dinner.

Alonso, I'm not in the mood for friends.

I thought you'd like to see them, take your mind off of things.

Why didn't you ask me first?

I left you several messages, but your cellphone is still off.

Come on, cheer up.

It'll be good for you. It'll be good for both of us.

I played dumb.

I treated him great. The guy couldn't believe it.

Of course, after what he did to me, he wasn't expecting it.

It's a good thing I wasn't there,

because I'm not so philosophical.

I would have punched him in the face.

Gustavo, you don't know what you are talking about.

You don't realize that my revenge was precisely to treat him well.

It's not that I believe in destiny,

but life has a way of putting what you are looking for on your path.

That's true.

Let me tell you, I've been thinking of

turning the publishing house around for a while.

Coincidentally, I met a children's stories writer today.

Don't tell me.

You're going to publish children's stories now?

Coffee?

Fabi...

Don't say anything, please.

Children still exist.

We love each other, we are together.

You're still singing, I'm still...

I will never sing again.

Fabi, please, don't say silly things.

Sure, saying silly things is more your thing.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

Today I do have an appointment.

Right on time.

See? There's no future without children.

You're right, dear.

When I started working with Mr. Aragon senior,

the current Mr. Aragon was still a child.

And yes, I like children very much.

I don't always like the stories people read to them though.

I can help you.

No, it's not convenient in your state.

Mr. Aragon is waiting for you in his office.

End of the hall.

I think I got the wrong office.

No, you didn't get it wrong.

I don't understand.

Didn't I tell you I could recommend you?

Yes.

Nice to meet you. Sit, please.

All right, what did you bring me?

Yes...

I brought some of my books...

Illustrations and drafts of the new one.

Let's see.

Do you have any children?

No.

Me neither.

I wished it was like you say in your story.

That children are just there, waiting for us to desire them.

I was conceived, but they didn't desire me.

I'm adopted.

Then you found some parents that didn't conceive you,

but did want you.

That's what matters.

I've done everything to have children,

and my wife wants it more than anything in the world.

But it hasn't been enough.

You could adopt.

Fabiola, my wife, is still very affected by our previous loss.

I hope that in time, maybe...

I don't know.

It's hard to believe you don't have any children.

You write from within.

This book is going to be a success. I'm interested.

- Can I keep this copy? - Yes.

Thank you.

You're just guessing.

We have to wait for the DNA tests.

Forget about it. Never mind.

What are you thinking, Federica?

Those people have the right to have their child.

They could file a lawsuit and claim the baby.

The baby is inside me. What more proof do you want?

I am the mother.

What are you going to do?

Are you going to raise a child that's not yours?

Which came to you by mistake?

With parents who wanted it with the same illusion as you?

I don't think you can live with that in your conscience.

Take this chance to eat,

because at four we are going to the University

to listen to the rector's conference.

I won't say the title

because we'd fall asleep right here and now.

At 5:30, I'll jump from the University's roof naked.

It will be the only way to wake up the crowd.

Not naked, Corina.

Wear that black satin body stocking you wore to spice up our Christmas.

Ravishing.

Let's begin.

Let's finish.

Go where your head is.

I can't.

You can and you should. Go now!

Corina...

Don't ask me for advice about women.

I do not understand them. I do not understand myself.

And I don't have the slightest curiosity.

Didn't you have the day off?

I found a sentence at the Constitutional Chamber.

The case is not the same, but it can give us an idea.

What case?

Yours and your girlfriend's.

On the one hand, article 197 of the Civil Code

states that the mother is the one who gives birth.

However, the genetic mother can challenge the filiation

established in the birth certificate through a trial.

A case in which she has to prove that she gave her egg.

Of course, it would be a long and complex trial

because there is still no legislation on surrogacy.

Two principles compete here:

that of the genetic mother, which determines filiation;

and the best interest of the child,

which attributes motherhood to the pregnant mother,

the one that gives birth, in this case, your girlfriend.

Mauro, you and I both know that she is not my girlfriend.

I believe that in this book

we can find something that complements...

The book needs to go into printing this week.

I'm sorry...

I thought it was clear since our last meeting.

Yes, it was clear we did not agree.

Federica, this is a by-request book.

It's not like it's the book of your life.

Every book I make is the book of my life.

This one more than any other.

I'll pay you back the advance you gave me.

What's that again?

A book is so much more than you can imagine, Aitana.

I don't imagine, Federica, I publish.

The story of that child is mine.

It's not the story you wanted,

but the story that grows inside of me.

I'm sorry. Get yourself another writer.

I'm sorry.

How's everything in there?

Can you hear me?

Moon...

Firefly...

Suspiro...

I love you.

Hello?

Hi, how are you?

Fine.

Have you been working?

Well, not much really.

I did a few tests, but nothing final.

I have a few suggestions.

Can you come to the publishing house tomorrow?

I don't know.

Maybe it's better if I go when I have something new to show you.

I don't want to waste time.

Are you saying that a meeting with your editor

is a waste of time?

No, I didn't mean it like that. The thing is...

Life is not fairy tale, Federica. Wake up.

OK, I'll go tomorrow.

Raising a child is much more complicated than all this nonsense.

OK, I'll see you tomorrow.

Having a kid just for the sake of having a kid.

That's not how that works!

Children come from a relationship.

Like the one with your father.

Who ended up running away, fleeing from you.

You were the problem. That's why he abandoned us.

You don't have the right to blame me for anything.

Especially not you, who came to this world to ruin my life!

Don't give me that crap again.

I had a career, a future. I came after your father.

I left everything for him and ended up trapped here,

in this mistake of a country!

All you ever wanted was to become the big star

Moi, j'avais une carrière, un futur, et je suis venue derrière ton père.

How many?

Twenty-eight.

The clinic...

I don't understand.

Another woman has my baby in her belly?

Just as you would've had her baby in yours.

By elimination process we're almost certain

it was you who got implanted with the wrong embryo.

Once we conduct the tests, we'll be completely certain.

It's hard to imagine how you could've made such mistake.

The other patient's last name is Marin.

Yours is Martin.

And the name Federica also starts with an F.

It probably happened because of the similarity in the names.

I was just thinking about the name.

I like Lorenzo, like my dad.

What is it?

Nothing. We'll have time to think about the name.

Alonso, the law protects the pregnant mother.

This is very complicated.

Surely in vitro fertilization didn't even exist

when they wrote that law.

There is an annex that contemplates special cases,

and it clearly states

that the mother is the one who gives birth.

But there must be a way to appeal.

The DNA doesn't match, that woman is not the mother.

I can't guarantee anything.

But laws can be interpreted, find a way around them.

What are lawyers for, right? There has to be a way.

This is a losing battle from the start.

Let me see if I get this straight,

are you proposing that I should forget my kid?

No. I'm proposing an exit where all the parties are involved,

that is, that you talk to this lady

so that she gives you the baby after birth.

But that has to be between you two,

appeal to the fundamentally human, to the feelings.

Us lawyers don't work in every case.

Sometimes all we do is get in the way.

FERTILITY CLINIC

Sacré-Coeur chocolates. Miraculous.

They heal everything.

A priest that writes about theology brings them to me.

If only he knew the pleasure this gives me.

I'd be excommunicated.

Unanswered calls go to a place called fear.

We take responsibility for the mistake

in the implantation procedure,

but we had nothing to do with the miscarriage.

Of course you are responsible for this.

There's always a percentage of implanted women that miscarry.

It has nothing to do with the mistake.

In fact, we had never experienced anything similar.

And it will never happen again,

because I'll make sure they shut this place down.

Weren't those the best lawyers in the country?

They are.

So? How come they can't find a solution to this matter?

It's a complicated case. We have to be patient.

And you're happy with that? You think that's enough?

How can you give up like that and forget everything?

I haven't forgotten anything.

Well, we cannot wait for the lawyers.

We have to move heaven and earth.

Fabiola, these things take time.

It will be harder after she gives birth.

I'm doing everything in my power.

There's too much at stake, Alonso.

This is about our son. It may be our last chance.

Don't look at it like that.

How am I supposed to look at it?

Maybe we should talk later.

Of course, that's how to solve everything: escaping, fleeing.

Something came up. Can you come tomorrow?

We need to talk

You haven't drawn the parent's faces yet.

I've been thinking a lot about that.

I haven't solved it yet.

What's there to solve?

All children have a mom and a dad, don't they?

Maybe it's not necessary to give them a face,

so that children living in a non-conventional family

can relate too.

It's about explaining the origin of life,

which is none other than the love between a couple,

and their desire to have children.

Without a mon and a dad, there is no child.

I love suspiros.

Maybe after reading you so much,

I know you better than you imagine.

Federica, have you ever thought about getting married,

having a family?

Well, that's what everybody wants.

But not always what happens.

So, why not give a mom and a dad to the child in the story?

Do you think people are programmed to be a certain way

before they are born?

Don't you think life can set different fates for you,

depending on other things?

For example?

Love...

Luck...

Accidents...

Life is full of surprises.

Do you think your biological parents are more your parents

than the ones who gave you the opportunity to be who you are?

It's amazing how everything always ends up in Mom and Dad.

All the fears, the traumas.

My origin, for example...

It weighs on me as if it were my fault.

No, it's not your fault.

Two?

Yes. I'm still on a diet.

No, four actually.

Four for me as well, please.

What's with the face?

This is my you-haven't-answered- your-phone-in-two-days face.

Ring a bell?

And my mom?

She left me with this mobile liquor store

and went to the garage.

Whatever it is she's doing in there, it sounds dramatic.

What's wrong?

I went to the clinic.

It's true, the woman lost the baby,

but even if the law protects you...

The baby belongs to the woman that gives birth.

No. It's not yours.

And the right thing is for you to return it to the real parents.

The right thing? I don't understand you.

I couldn't live with that weight on my conscience, Federica.

And it wouldn't weigh you to take it away from me?

This child is here, eats what I eat,

sleeps in my dreams since we planned it together.

No, hold on.

I can understand that you feel him as your own,

but what part do I play here?

I'm neither the father nor anything of that child.

How can you say that?

Federica, what's the reason to take away the baby

from parents who wanted it as much or more than you did?

Love, Ubaldo. That's my reason.

My love for this baby.

I can't support you on this.

I can't.

What is it? You don't like it?

No, yes, of course I like it.

The boy from our story is not made up.

He's made out of suspiros

Who's texting you at this hour?

Just a writer with an existential crisis.

You know... artists.

Yes. Us artists are like that, temperamental.

I'm sorry, Fabi.

I think the suspiros I ate this afternoon

didn't sit very well.

That is all.

Really?

What a coincidence.

Excuse me.

I need to pee.

Don't shout!

You are taking mine!

They're just as horrible.

All you want is the Best Actress one.

"Never mix, never worry."

Who's afraid...

Of Virginia Woolf?

Elizabeth...

Taylor.

"Never mix, never worry."

I really need to pee!

Even if you have it inside you, it is not yours

We have to change the ending.

Why?

Because it doesn't work.

There must only be one main character.

There has to be a clearly defined mom and dad.

The kid comes home to his parents' house after the trip.

It's the only possible ending.

All editors are the same. They don't understand metaphors.

The metaphor and the story end now!

You knew from the beginning!

You knew.

That baby is mine.

- No. - Yes. Mine and my wife's.

It's more mine than yours.

I'm putting my body, my life on the line...

But it's not yours.

It's not my fault that the clinic made a mistake.

I'm as much a victim as you are.

That's true, but you insist on moving forward with that mistake.

- I'm this child's mother. - Your child is dead!

You didn't know how to take care of him.

I'm sorry, Federica. Nobody wanted this to happen.

But it happened.

And it left us with nothing else to talk about.

That child is going to look like me,

just like the one in the story.

Since when did you know? Who deceived whom?

Are you all right?

Excuse me.

We already have an appointment

with the prosecutor for the restraining order.

Should you need anything, I'll be in my office.

It's OK, calm down.

All you have to do now is take care of yourself

and your baby.

Yes, of course, the story woman.

She certainly got us all into a story!

Afterwards what I wanted was to reach an agreement with her.

I didn't tell you anything to not give you false hopes.

What you should have done was to find other lawyers.

The law protects her, dammit!

There's nothing we can do.

Listen to me.

Think that it wasn't for us. We can keep trying.

A thousand times, as many times as you want.

A new treatment.

I can't.

I can't knowing that we have a child being raised away from us.

Besides, I'm not even sure that I'll have another chance.

We can always adopt.

We already have a child.

You know what? I think it's best if you leave.

It's best.

Scarface.

A film by Brian de Palma.

Pacino. What happened to my friend Pacino?

It's been a while since he's been on TV.

Come.

Forgive me if I make you cry.

That's not a movie. That's a song by Juan Gabriel.

When you were born, I was very scared and afraid.

I thought, "what if my girl has the same face

as the main character of the soap opera"?

Your father was going to notice that you weren't his.

I had some regrets. What do I do?

Should I tell him? Should I not tell him?

In the end, I told him

and he pretended like he did not listen.

Time passed this way.

A year, another year and another, never talking about the subject.

One day, he left.

But he didn't leave because of you.

It was because of me. He abandoned me.

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry I never told you that before.

You didn't have to.

I always knew.

My dad is Rodrigo.

The rest doesn't matter.

The rest doesn't mean anything to me.

Good morning. Mrs. Fabiola Martin?

Yes, it's me.

Here, this is for you.

The African Queen.

Katherine Hepburn empties Bogart's bottles.

Major hangover, but then he got an Oscar.

Federica!

There's someone here for you!

Excuse me, who are you again?

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It's now.

It's here.

Some stars are born from water.

Some children are born from "suspiros".

Some say that night, Mars was so close to Earth

that one could see two moons in the sky.

Some say that it is not true,

that it's made up, Internet things,

but that night,

the night he was born,

I saw in the sky two great and beautiful moons.

THE NIGHT OF THE TWO MOONS