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-Coco. -Yeah?

Ow!

Okay, so it's just that I'm worried, and, honestly, I haven't been sleeping.

I can't stop thinking about how super unfair it is

that I'm about to get back with Marín and...

well, here you are still so sad about the poet.

It's not the po... Uh, I'm not sad anyway.

Oh my God. Your hair is still on his pillow.

It's in his poem.

I don't know. We don't know who he wrote that for.

-I know, but wait. -Maybe it's metaphorical.

I'm trying to tell you I called Gus,

and he and Marín are on their way here right now!

What are...

You're welcome. It was my pleasure.

Mm...

ALL THE TRUTH IN MY LIES BASED ON THE NOVEL BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT

-Hey. Nice try, buddy. -I'm just a kid.

That means you have all the time in the world.

What time is it now?

Same as it was five minutes ago.

But it's weird, isn't it? Marín should be here already.

Listen. If you mention Marín again, I will drown you myself.

Okay, fine.

Hey. You gotta wait your turn.

How can anyone come out of the water like that?

Now little birds will come with her towel 'cause animals love gorgeous women.

Why can't I be like that?

Because you've already got nip-slip just standing here.

I think it's best if Aroa and Marín make up

and I forget about it all.

You're right.

-Do you like it here? -Yeah, I love it.

Ah! Marín!

Hey!

He-hey!

Go!

Ah!

Oh.

Gus, change out of your shorts.

-They'll get soaked! -I'm good.

-Hello. -You're alone?

-I guess so, yeah. Apparently. -Do you like my boat?

-Very much. -Join me then.

-But it's for one, isn't it? -That's enough sunscreen. Climb aboard.

-I'm still in my clothes. -Who cares?

Get on, Marín. Don't be boring. Come on!

I surrender to you.

-Okay. -All set?

-Be careful. -I'll swing my leg over.

-Okay, ready? Here we go. -Ooh!

Oh! I'm sorry!

How long is she on sick leave?

Well, with a broken leg, I think her whole summer tour is screwed.

And my bank account is like...

-But this way I get to see you. -Mm-hmm.

-And Gema as well. -Ah. Does she know?

I'm taking her to the beach for a few days.

I think she wants to talk about our mother.

However, since I'm a total disaster, well...

-She mentioned it. -Yeah?

I don't know. I want them to have their own relationship, I swear,

but it's just...

I'd rather she avoid the disappointments I went through.

Wanna go in the water? It's pretty hot out. Huh?

Marín, you had no one, but she has you.

-And you? -Yes, always.

I'm all in now!

He didn't think twice about coming.

As soon as he heard the plan, he jumped at it.

-I think he's here for you. -For me?

Sure, who else?

You'll make up.

If you wanna.

He's always such a dumbass.

I'm fine. Just busy with the wedding and work, you know?

It's a lot, but I'm having a great time. This is an awesome bachelorette.

So thanks.

The only thing is... I don't know,

I'm a little worried about you with... with Gus here.

-Are you okay? -Yeah. All good.

-Yeah? -Yes.

-Sure? -Yeah, I'm fine.

Totally under control.

Okay. Well, I wondered

when you practically broke your neck going down the slide, you know?

-Blanca, there is actually something... -Hello!

Hey.

-Don't take your sandals off. -Ew. Kill me first.

Um... I have no idea.

It's okay. It'll come back to me.

I'm gonna go wait outside, 'kay?

Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, all good.

-Shit. There are so many mosquitos. -Look, Gus.

-I didn't think about that. -Gus.

-What's that? -An airplane.

-Hello! -Hey! How are you?

-Hey. -We're great.

Let's see. This goes here and here.

Hey, Coco with the wet towel, as usual.

-What does that mean? -Uh... wanna give me your suits?

-It's like the Marx brothers' cabin. -If you want to, we can go outside.

-Sure. -I'm going for an ice cream.

Oh, that's such a coincidence, Coco said she wanted ice cream.

-I didn't. -You did. I heard you, honey.

You said it a few times. Anyway, go get some for all of us. Why not, huh?

Go! Ice cream's a good idea.

All right, so go and get it already.

-What are you still doing here? -Hold on. I'll use the bathroom first.

Okay. Sure.

-Don't even think about it. -No can do.

-But... -Here.

Imagine there's a sign on the door that says "out of order" okay?

-Seriously? -Loren doesn't want us to.

-It's just that we would have to empty it. -Yeah, but...

-End of story. -Come on. Let's go.

-The trip here was all right? -Yeah. All good.

I got on a bus to Murcia, and Marín drove from there.

And you guys?

We got a flat.

Yeah, I heard.

Listen.

Are you...

happy that I'm here?

Yes. Yeah, of course.

-You sure? -I'm sure, really. Absolutely. Yes.

Okay.

It's not bad here.

I noticed you're posting quite a bit these days.

On Instagram.

Looks like you're very productive.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm on a roll, I suppose.

Mm.

They're very... romantic. Hmm?

You think so?

I can't write smut for the rest of my life, Coco.

-Thanks. -Thanks.

So... going back to the poems.

-You wanna share one? -Okay.

I don't know if there's anything you want to... yeah... say

or something about us you wanna let me know.

-I don't know if you... -Coco.

They're not about you.

What?

That's what you were trying to ask me, isn't it?

They're not about you.

-Want one? -Yes.

Coco, there was never a "you and me."

I'm telling you the truth. There just wasn't. I mean,

we really loved each other. Me especially.

-But we loved each other very badly. -That we can agree on.

No big deal. It's all good.

Anyway. I...

I could easily write about you.

In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if I did one day.

No, no, Gus, no.

-No. I don't want you to write about me. -Listen. Come here.

It hasn't happened yet. That's all.

If it ever does, you'll be the first to know about it.

All right, so who are you in love with?

With you. You're right.

Seriously, who is it?

No one. Not everything I write is personal.

I have enormous creativity.

Yup.

Oh shit!

-That's great! -What a waste. Jesus!

-Really good, Gus! -Not even one survived.

I can buy more, right?

-The first and last time. -Whoo!

Look who's coming. The happy couple.

-They'll forgive us. -They look so cute together.

-Look at this. -So, where are they?

-The ice creams melted. -Yeah. Melted, she says.

No, seriously. We were gonna go back, but there's a big line now.

-Yeah right. Likely story. -No. It's really what happened.

-He put the bag down on the drain cover... -Honey, nobody cares at all.

-It's totally fine, isn't that right? -No. No, no.

Um, actually we were talking about playing cards.

-Mm! -Sounds good.

-Do you know Cheat? -It's so great they got together.

-Great. Let's play. -How about poker?

Hey. This is a bachelorette trip. Poker's for sad divorcées.

-I don't know how to play poker. -What does that mean?

Divorcées.

-It's cooling off at least. -Yeah. It's gonna be nice tonight.

Do you think so?

Well, yeah. It's going to be stunning. I can't wait.

I'm gonna go lie down.

I'll get out now, too.

Blanca's being really nice, but this is a lame bachelorette trip, isn't it?

But it's exactly what she wanted.

It seems like she's having a great time.

Hey, kid. Can you move back a bit?

-There are other people here. -No complaining!

-Crazy. -Oh my God!

Why are you such an idiot?

-Here we go. -Stop! Stop!

You're such a jerk!

What?

Uh...

We were telling the truth before.

-They all melted. -Mm.

Seriously.

We were talking by the pool, and Gus realized he...

I just want you to be happy.

Even if it's with him.

I just don't want to see you suffer. Hm?

Anchovy, I don't...

I don't feel...

-Hi. -That's my towel.

Oh. Oh! I'm... I'm sorry. Please. Here you go.

The towel was on the chair.

-Uh... yes. -To reserve it.

Well, there are lots of free ones left.

Yeah, but not in the front row.

But they're only a few more feet from the edge of the pool.

Great. How's this?

If it doesn't matter to you, you and your boyfriend can move over there.

-No, no... -He's not... We're not together.

We know each other, but no, no.

-Um. Let's... -Okay, fine.

Good news, everyone. We thought of a solution to the bed shortage.

My friend here and I... Is that okay?

One piece of paper for each person.

-Some rules, so there's no fighting. -Okay, should we have an impartial judge?

I think, if anyone here is impartial, it's this guy.

-No! -Blanca should be the one.

-It's her bachelorette. -Blanca should.

I'll say the beds, Blanca will draw.

-We'll respect whatever chance decides. -Good.

-Capisce? -Say the first bed.

Let's start with the front bunk, a spring mattress,

but its larger size makes it the one we all want and therefore the grand prize.

Mm. Let's have a drum roll.

-And the winner is... -Go for it!

-Go, go, go! -Let's go!

Aroa!

-Oh, there you go! -I'm so happy.

And now the second...

Mix them around. Let me see. Okay.

You got me!

-Congratulations! -Okay, honey, I love you too.

The look on her face!

Sweetie, that's not what I'm saying. It's great.

See, she's thrilled.

Let's not allow Aroa's enthusiasm stop the next draw, please.

Okay, why don't we continue with the top bunk?

It's narrow, uncomfortable, with flannel sheets. Perfect for summer.

-Mm. -Here we go.

-Loren. -Ooh.

-And you're with... -Hm.

-Gus. -Uh, this draw was rigged!

-Let's just start over. -No.

-Aroa, let them go! -No, no, no.

No. Listen, no. Denied.

-I studied law. -Can I ask something?

I say no. Come on, please.

If you snore in my ear, you're sleeping next door.

-Is he nice? -Ooh!

He's amazing. Just you wait.

Well, then that leaves us with the final two.

Anchovy and Sardine, which, in the world of tapas, make the perfect marriage.

-That's great. Really good. -Perfect. There you go.

Now that's decided, let's celebrate.

-All right! -Thank you. Well done, Blanca.

-Thank you. -Bravo. Really good.

Thank you.

Lorenzo.

Lorenzo. Hey, Lorenzo.

I just hope I fall asleep quickly.

Really? Will you dream about me? Let's go. I'm waiting.

Hey, move over! Shut up. That's not funny.

-Jesus! -Come here.

-Go on. Move over. -Come with me. There we are.

-Keep your hands to yourself! -I'm just resting my leg.

-Oh my god. Listen. -Should I go on the outside?

Uh... Okay, yeah.

Can you take this?

And this.

-See ya. -What?

Sweet dreams.

I don't understand why you need to close the curtains.

-To block the light. -But it doesn't make any sense.

Aroa, honey. I have an idea. You could count sheep.

Let everyone do what they want, okay?

-Just breathe. -I don't get it.

Breathe.

Hey, guys, what if we do the draw over again?

-We're not doing it over again. -And don't talk, okay?

You can't do everything at once.

-Ow. I have to get it out. -Good?

-It'll end up falling off. -But I need to have something for my neck.

Well that's a privilege we can't afford.

Sh!

-Sh. No, no. She's really pissed. -Mm.

-Sardine. -Hmm?

How's it going with...

-Great. -Yeah?

It's fine. Good, yeah. Really.

-That's great. -It is.

And you?

Me?

I just wondered, what happened with you and Aroa?

You wanna know now?

I don't know. A bunch of things.

We all have the feeling you ended things with her for a specific reason,

but you're not telling us.

I know.

What?

It just seems like you have no problem talking about my relationships, my ex,

but when it's your turn...

But it's not important.

It doesn't matter why we broke up, and the thing is, I've moved on already.

I know it's over.

Tsh-tsh!

Sh!

Sh.

Please, I'm very scared.

Let's go to sleep now.

All right. Hold on.

Ah, I'm getting squished.

Well, unfortunately part of you will have to be squished.

Let me see. What about this, maybe? Better?

Here we go.

-Is that better? -Yeah. Yup.

Marín.

Marín.

Marín.

Hey!

How's the sleepy sardine?

-A bit drowsy from the heat but all right. -That's normal.

So, you're fine?

Sure.

A bit hungry, but I'm all right.

-I'm gonna go find some food. -Okay. Yeah.

-Hello. -Hey.

-Morning. -Morning.

Bad night or...

No. Not bad.

What?

It's just I found this note on my bed.

Yeah? Let me see.

Ah, it's...

Coco...

I just don't think this is for you.

But it's Gus's handwriting, and it was on my bed.

Yeah, I know. I'm just saying that I don't recognize you in that poem.

Sorry.

Are you still mad that I got put with Marín?

It was just chance. I didn't do anything.

Oh my God. I'm not upset at all, really.

Honestly, the fact that we weren't put together

only delays what I know will happen.

-Aroa, yesterday... -What?

-Well, I talked to Marín. -Mm-hmm.

And I think I better tell you... that he said...

Mm?

That he had moved on already.

No, he hasn't.

I know it's hard to take, but sometimes we...

Coco, I'm telling you, he hasn't moved on. Mm?

Oh yeah, and hurry up, okay?

'Cause Loren booked lots of activities for us to do with Blanca.

What activities?

I've never felt more ridiculous in my life.

In our defense, it's impossible to look good in scuba gear.

Guys, I'm so excited for my first dive.

Come on! Let's go!

Hey, guys! Come on in.

You all look so cute, really. Let's go!

Okay guys, you need to stay in pairs,

so, everyone, choose your partner.

♪ Pleasure to be ignored... ♪

I'll come around and give you your vests.

♪ Where and why ♪

♪ It's a lonely life... ♪

All right, so now, you'll try out the regulators. Here you go.

-Like this? -Oh, honey. I think that...

Hey! Marín! Marín!

♪ Oh, I believe in love... ♪

One, two, three!

♪ I believe in love... ♪

-We're gonna rev you up. -♪ And that's fine... ♪

-Epic. -Are you on that one?

♪ Was it so naive to think it wanted me... ♪

-Okay if I go with you? -Yeah.

-You sure? -Hey.

-All set? -Of course.

♪ Left overnight... ♪

Yeah! Whoo!

♪ Lemon's never been much A friend of mine ♪

♪ Never mind the where and why... ♪

-It's you, though! -No, it's you. I'm telling you.

♪ Oh, I believe in love... ♪

-Once two years ago. -It's my favorite.

I was thinking about buying magnets to take back with me.

-♪ I believe in love... ♪ -Cheers!

♪ Was it so naive to think it ♪

♪ Wanted me alive? ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

-Oh yeah? -I'm tired.

-Sure. Ah, My ear's blocked. -How's it going?

Sounds nice actually.

-Damn. -Wow!

-He's pissed at you. -Hey, you know what?

-Let's lock the camper door tonight. -Hey.

-So what did I say? -Yup. I guess I misunderstood.

-I'm not imagining it? -No, you're not.

Yes. If the stars align in my favor...

Hear that, bitches? I'm watching you!

Then, for tonight's draw, I'll be put with Marín.

-You got a sunburn today. -Yeah, it's a little sore.

Is that...

What is it?

-Ooh. -What are you doing?

I decided to book a hotel room for Gus and me.

What? Why?

Yeah, because last night, we were all uncomfortable.

-It wasn't that bad. -Wha...

We can still celebrate together without having to put ourselves through this.

-You said it was part of the adventure. -Don't worry about me, okay?

He does have a point. We will be more comfortable.

Let's not make a big deal out of this. Besides, it's already done.

-You already booked the room? -Yeah.

Holy shit, you move fast! Okay, well, that's cool.

Sorry, Loren, looks like I'm busy elsewhere tonight.

You'll have to fly solo.

I am gonna miss you. My heart is breaking.

Marín!

Marín!

-Hey, Marín. -Good morning.

Morning. How're you? So... by the way,

you wouldn't want Coco to find out what really happened, would you?

-Please don't... -I don't know what you're doing.

But stop it.

Hey!

All right, then, I'll see you tomorrow.

-Yeah. -Let's go.

They just got here, and now they're leaving?

It doesn't make sense!

The bachelorette was always just the four of us.

-Hey, you doing okay? -Now it's back to just us.

-Nothing's wrong. Let it go. -Everyone was fine last night.

Maybe you were comfortable. You had the big bed.

But I slept in that tiny one with Gus. I mean, really?

Come on, it'll be fine. They'll be back soon. Any minute.

They will. They're coming right back.