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What's that?

The Farts.

She gained a few weights but she's single.

You laugh at me every now and then. And with that piglet, you have gone out of line.

Man, I'm fat, but not an idiot.

You went too far with Santi.

Listen, Pol. Don't tell me about going too far.

But what the hell is wrong with you, Bruno? Listen, Pol. Don't tell me about going too far.

But what the hell is wrong with you, Bruno?

You played me.

Is that nothing to you? But to me, it isn't.

Pol, listen.

Stop touching my cock.

The high school is not mandatory.

Why do you come if you don't care at all?

I care, Santi.

A ten?

- Hey, I could do research on philosophy. - Do it.

You have talent for Philosophy.

Now, don't quit studying.

There are many ways to help, Merlí. You know it.

You make too much noise.

You only bring problems with parents, students, teachers ...

Keep doing these things and you won't be here the next year.

If the standard isn't like you, then screw the standard.

At school, they stopped talking to me.

You have to be popular to have friends.

I've never had sex in a bathroom.

Wow.

Slow down.

But how did you...?

We did it.

You spends the class drawing on the table.

So what?

Tomorrow, my daughter Berta cannot attend class because she has to see doctor.

- Wow, the signature is perfect. - Because I'm a fucking master.

All day at the hair salon and accompanying your sister,

but at least, Cristina gives me joys.

She wins competitions and still has time to get good grades.

I give up on you.

Bruno, this is my table.

Dude.

What are you doing here? You never came early.

I prefer skipping classes after the break.

Come on, move.

What's wrong with him?

Nothing.

Sit.

Anyone knows what this is?

I shit on you.

For the last time,

I want to know who sent Eugeni a... a dog poo.

Vilaseca.

No, it's not me.

But that shit thing is funny.

Sorry, sorry.

Okay, sorry, sorry.

Well, guys,...

If the culprit doesn't come out...

Maybe it wasn't them.

This afternoon, all of you go to the school yard to remove gums that are stuck there.

Then go clean the toilets.

Man.

Moreover, everyday, at the last hour, sweep the class like you did in middle school.

If you like shit so much,

you can show it.

Oh boy.

Hey, come on.

Whoever did it, say it. Or we'll be all dead.

I don't know who it was but I fucking love that one.

Hey, Merlí, you can't stand Eugeni. It wasn't you, was it?

Don't you know how to defend yourselves?

If it really wasn't one of you, then why did you keep silent?

- We already said we didn't know anything. - It's not enough.

You have to be more sophistic.

The sophists would have convinced Toni in 2 minutes that none of you sent a shit to Eugeni.

And on top of that, Toni would have apologized to you.

And what are those philosophers?

The Sophists were some thinkers that emerged in Greece

in the 5th century BC.

They were professionals of the word,

the king of oratory.

Plato criticized them by saying that they were just persuasive.

The Sophists would convince you that Eugeni is the best teacher at school.

What?

- Were you looking for me? - Yes.

I didn't like at all that you defended the students like you did.

You implied that it wasn't them.

That possibility exists.

Do you think of anyone?

No.

No?

Someone who thinks Eugeni deserves a dog shit.

I have a light suspicion that you think it was me.

Was it you?

If it was, it would be very serious.

Do you have something else to tell me, Toni?

No.

Go away.

I have a meeting with the new president of the AMPA.

Oh, Jesus, what a drag.

Drag?

You don't know who it is.

Hi.

Uri's mother left and Toni proposed it to me.

- I was always involved with the AMPA. - Yes, the AMPA.

the worst plague after tourists.

Don't be exaggerated, Merlí.

The AMPA consists of boring parents who are obsessed with the fact that their children's childhood and adolescence are magical.

- Really? - Come on.

No, Merlí, no. The AMPA is responsible for important things: book socialization...

Am I going to CosmoCaixa to take care of the planet? No, Merlí, no. The AMPA is responsible for important things: book socialization...

Am I going to CosmoCaixa to take care of the planet?

Ah, what bothers you is that I come here.

Come on, a little sense of humor.

Sense of humor?

Look, all this used to be teachers' territory.

before the AMPA invaded every corner of each school in this country.

You can't understand American Indians.

Yummy, huh?

Sit down, please.

Don't be piggy.

Please.

We continue with the picaresque novel.

As I said,

It's a narrative genre in prose, very characteristic in Spanish Literature.

Bruno, we are in class. Put the sandwich away.

I'm hungry.

Sorry. But you have to wait until the break.

Okay, okay, I'll put it in the drawer.

You are very funny.

They are the ones who laugh.

You think I'm stupid?

If I say put the sandwich away, then you do it immediately. Period.

Okay. I won't eat any more.

Besides, I don't make up the rules.

Unit 15, page 300.

He would like to eat in class.

Dude.

Shall we go to stores?

Okay. But let's go back to class.

- I'm over skipping classes. - Fuck, there's not much time.

I want to try on some pants.

You.

Mom?

You signed under my name to skip class. But what were you thinking?

Toni called me to ask about you.

He has several notes signed by me allowing you to go see doctor.

You have forged my signature.

You made me look like an idiot.

- Mom, please. - Elsa, calm down.

- Don't ask me to calm down, Pol. - Elsa, what's wrong?

Toni, stop calling to tell me shit.

- Come to my office and talk with calm. - I prefer knowing what that girl hasn't done.

What happened?

She repeated 9th grade for laziness and I don't want her to repeat again.

She should stop studying, dammit.

Besides, I have left the hair salon to a friend.

Hey, Merlí.

I did talk to her.

I'm Merlí, Berta's tutor.

Merlí?

First time hear it.

Do you see?

Berta doesn't tell me about school because she doesn't give a shit.

Her sister is about to begin the championships. And I don't want her to affect us.

What does Berta's sister do?

Cristina is a gymnast.

We are pursuing medals.

She gets good grades.

She is in 7th grade.

She's a very hard-working girl,

unlike her sister.

I have given up on Berta.

She plans to quit studying.

So does her friend, Pol.

That's why they get along really well.

They are like 2 matching puzzle pieces.

I don't force her to study.

She can quit.

- There's nothing here. I have to go back to the hair salon. - Elsa, it would be great if you don't enter the school like that again.

That affects Berta.

Oh, you mean she's the victim.

OMG.

Toni, don't ever call me again.

Jesus.

Sometimes, I wonder what the hell we should try so that people wouldn't be so stupid.

If they want to be stupid, they can die stupid.

A complicated mother, yes.

You should be happy that I didn't say anything I shouldn't.

You have good understanding with students.

Berta didn't say anything about quitting?

In my classes, she spends all the time drawing on the table.

And Pol?

Pol did say something.

A long time ago.

But I think that deep down, neither of them wants to quit.

I will try to make them rethink it.

How will you do that?

I will have to take out the sophist inside.

It's the same for me, Berta.

There're days I don't know what I'm doing here.

Surely, I'll quit.

Any day. My father demands me to have a job.

I'm already 18.

Your father wouldn't come here yelling like my mother.

Come on, Berta ...

I know your mom. I know that she's difficult.

She's nuts.

Maybe.

What if...

we set out to study seriously?

You already know how it turns out when we try to study.

Come on.

The other day, it was Joan's father. Now, Berta's mother.

We all know that she's not right in the head.

She has made other fusses.

A year ago, she yelled at me because I had given Berta a 5.

She wanted an 8 for the girl.

Guys, it is what it is, the damn over-protection.

Before, parents accepted their children's grades.

Not now.

Now they demand us to let their kids pass.

And what can we do?

We have to put up with it.

I'm going.

I hope the torment doesn't take a hold of you.

Teachers are killed in public.

Jesus. You guys seem to be taken from a Caravaggio's painting.

He's right.

We always complaint.

Santi, we have reason to complaint.

Today seems to start with a few bumps.

Yes.

Today I received a message, supposedly, from a student.

Supposedly?

Yes.

Don't you think this joke is a bit too...? How can I say?

creative to be from a student?

The box, the tie, the flag.

All are well-crafted.

It's hard get along with all the kids.

There's always someone who goes out of line.

But in the end, I always find a student,

who gives me a smile,

who seeks advice from me,

And that, for me, is the most rewarding.

You're too soft, Santi.

What is it good for to be hard on them?

I told you.

It just keeps them far from you.

See you later, guys.

Gloria.

You taught Berta Prats in Art class in secondary, right?

Yes, she was one of the best.

She always got high scores.

I need you to do me a favor.

Merlin asks me a favor?

Yes. I know that you and I don't know each other well.

But it's because of my bad reputation among the teachers.

- I'm on the blacklist. - Poor you.

But if you knew me better, you would like me.

I get a long well with your husband.

I didn't say I don't like you.

You are disconcerting.

- Well, what do you want? - I need you to draw me a portrait of Berta by tomorrow.

For tomorrow?

- What do you want that for? - For a good cause.

You draw very well, Gloria.

How do you want me to draw Berta? I don't have her photos.

Yeah, but surely the school has some.

From a trip. record, or...

Stop talking.

I think I have some photos from a trip last year.

Perfect!

This is my Gloria.

Thank you.

Just think that you have to prepare because you will soon come back to school.

And you will have tests.

You have to study from now.

Or else how would you pass the course?

I never repeated, not even one.

Then why the hell would you have to repeat if you always passed?

I don't know if I can come back so soon.

I would be fucked if everyone looked at me.

- I know that maybe I'm exaggerating. - No, you're not.

The day you come back, everyone will look at you.

Thank you.

I don't want to lie to you.

They will point finger at you, talk about you.

But that will be the first day only.

Then they'll stop looking at you.

And you'll be a student again.

Ivan, I want you to have the same excitement, which you had for the party, for going to school.

I don't know.

And I want you to pass everything.

Many students study together. I'm sure this would go well for you.

Who would study with me?

I'm sure you would do better than those who fail everything.

You can explain to them...

I don't want you to force anyone to go to my house.

And if they came on their own, would you do it?

And who would want to study with me?

Would you do it if they came freely?

Yes.

Very good.

Pol Rubio.

That idiot won't set foot in my house.

You'll do fine.

Pol is a good guy.

Bullshit! You don't know how he is.

Just like my name is Merlí Bergeron, you'll study with Pol.

He is a conceited jerk who thinks he's good-looking.

I can't stand him!

Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say.

But I want you to know three things.

One: I'm trying my best for you to return to school and pass the tests.

Two: Pol can help you with philosophy because he knows a lot more than you.

"Quid pro quo"

You teach him Catalan, English... whatever. He, philosophy.

And three: Sadly, being friend with someone popular in class would open the door for the day you put your ass back to school.

I'm so sorry.

But you have to befriend a jerk, so you can get noticed.

Life is so grotesque, okay?

You shall not go until it is clean.

Seems like Pol wants to quit school.

He told Berta.

He always says the same thing and never did he leave.

I hope he leaves and never returns.

You two, stop talking.

Tania, go help Gerard.

What, guys? How is this going?

- Good, good. It'll be clean. - The missing one.

You, shut up. He may hear you.

- Come on, doing push-ups are much worse. - You do it a lot, right, Santi?

Jesus, man. Shut up.

You think I can't do gymnastics?

Come on. Go, go, go, go.

No, Santi, no need.

Because Albert says so. Or else, you'd be impressed by my push-ups.

Yeah.

You should stop eating first.

That's enough, man!

Just ignore them.

They laughed at you. Why don't you say anything?

Cheer, Albert, cheer. It's okay.

What the hell?

He has gained a lot of weights.

Hey, do you want to study together tonight at your house?

As you wish.

And if we go, we study.

No locking ourselves in the salon.

No, we'll study.

I have forgotten your massage.

I needed something like this after spending all afternoon cleaning.

The yard was disgusting.

- Just imagine that we actually touch the toilets. - Come on, shut up.

We didn't come here to talk about it.

We came to study.

Yeah, well, that later.

You have to wash my hair first.

Okay.

Jesus. The soap has gone to my eyes.

Better?

Listen.

I don't want you to think after this, we would be dating or anything.

I know. I know.

I'm not in love.

Good morning to all.

Good morning, Merlí.

Good Morning.

Hey, hello.

- Here you go. - Magnificent.

It's beautiful.

I owe you one, huh?

Thank you.

I hope you can help Berta.

What do we know about Berta?

Someone spoke to her?

She is very affected.

She wants to quit school.

No wonder her mother is desperate.

That girl does nothing in class.

And Rubio Pol, the same.

- They are two parasites. - Parasites.

I love the way you describe the students.

Parasites, perfect.

I say parasites because they behave as such.

The best thing they can do is to quit school and stop disturbing those who cares.

In philosophy, everyone cares.

Come on. Do you want to stop this conversation?

It's not because you're too soft on them?

Just 10% fail.

Then what percentage do you think should be failed?

- Come on, enough. that's it. - No, Toni, not enough.

What we are doing here is a competition to see who fails more students.

Should we leave out students who don't work?

What's wrong?

Do Pol and Berta seem like two faulty pieces of a mass production?

Yes.

But they can relax.

Because a savior has come to save them from a life away from books.

He would turn their indolence into interest,

- And from now on, they will get good grades. - Come on, Eugeni, forget it.

No, let me finish. - And from now on, they will get good grades. - Come on, Eugeni, forget it.

No, let me finish.

Look, Merlí.

We have put up with you in this school for a long time.

The department should give us 2 more months of vacation this summer to rest well away from you.

But I'll tell you something else, eh?

I know that you consider me as a shitty teacher,

but don't forget that I'm still the head teacher.

Hi.

What do you want?

I heard that you plan to quit school.

Damn, how news fly, right?

And now you want to convince me to keep going.

No.

It's a high time for you to quit.

Don't waste more time. Quit school.

It doesn't make sense that you come here just to hang out.

I know.

And I don't know how long I can put up with my father force me to have a job.

- They will raise the rent for the house that belongs to my grandmother. - Then, get a job.

- Because coming to school without showing any interest for the subjects and classes doesn't make sense. - I do have interest.

What happens is that I repeated 2 years.

You know it's harder for me than others.

Yeah. Let me guess.

You as a kid must have gone to a school where you spent a day planting onions in the garden.

Look, Pol.

Your multi-repeater speech is expired. Stop it, okay?

I don't care about you telling me that it's hard for you.

I just care that you try.

If you're really interested, then work hard and keep going. If not, leave.

I'm okay with philosophy.

There're subjects that I can't concentrate on.

Then have a particular teacher.

I tell my father to pay for a remedial teacher?

And if I get you a free teacher?

Free?

- Who? Will you teach me English? - No, not me.

If I can get one, will you accept?

How do you want a teacher...?

Free, Pol.

Someone who helps you without getting paid.

- Of course. - Ivan Blasco.

What?

That freak?

- Come on, I pass. - He needs you to help him with philosophy.

Aren't you his philosophy teacher?

I already have enough work just taking him for a walk.

No, Merlí, no, no. That guy is a geek.

He ate yogurt in the break. Then locked himself in the class to highlight things on a newspaper.

No way. I don't want that guy to teach me.

Teach you? Oh, the Great Pol Rubio,

the conceited handsome guy of the class.

He has to lower himself to get close to the outcast.

I love to see how the jerk needs the freak.

Hey, I'm not a jerk.

You said, if it was free, you would do it.

Of course, because I didn't know who you were talking about.

- Studying with Ivan will be a failure. - A failure is not trying.

Don't waste my time, Pol.

Ivan will wait for you at 17:00.

Your choice.

Or you start studying seriously with a free teacher or you start working 8 hours a day

with shitty salary.

That if you find a job.

Has your mother calmed down?

Yes, until the next time.

It must have been a drag to see her there yelling and such.

Gerard!

Mom!

Hello, girls.

Hello.

Hello.

Going?

Bye.

Bye.

-What are you doing here?

I'm the new president of the AMPA.

Monica looks nice.

Monica...

- What president? What are you saying about president? - Yes. Toni encouraged me to become a candidate.

And why do you accept?

Why are you surprised?

You already know that I like getting involved with the school.

If you want to get involved, I don't know, make a phone application for the AMPA.

What are you saying?

Gorgias, Protagoras, Critias.

They were some of the most important sophists.

They were erudite ones, the educators of that time, just like we're your teachers now.

Underpaid, yes.

No, I don't find it funny.

The more prepared you are the fewer chances you have.

If luckily, you find a job, you will be underpaid.

if you don't, you are forced to leave the country.

Then you don't defend that we should study?

Obviously, yes.

But I defend for having interests in classes,

for the curiosity for knowing,

for the knowledge itself.

Interest for studying, yes but not because you're fixed on a syllabus.

Listen, Aristotle said that the best knowledge is the one that's good for nothing.

Knowing is for knowing,

not for getting anything in return.

- If I don't like philosophy, what am I doing here? - Eat it with potatoes and ketchup.

When you were small, you were made to eat vegetables for dinner.

And if you didn't like it, would you just eat them?

Well, for some, philosophy is a miserable cabbage with potatoes. And for others, it's a caviar dish.

Jesus, Merlí.

First, you said studying is good for nothing because we wouldn't get a job.

Then you defended studying.

- What should we do? - Listen, Pol.

Thousands of years ago, people your age spent day hunting mammoths and fucking bushes.

We were born too late.

Wait a minute.

Where are you going?

Wait. Does a mammoth have anything to do with this?

- Aren't we talking about education? - Yes, we're talking about education.

The system wants you here so you can be productive tomorrow.

Some of you, who are lucky, would get a job that you like.

But most of you would count the days until vacation while working.

But the worst is that so many of you would find yourselves eating in front of or next to the mediocre that pays you.

Yeah.

When I see my mother returns from work at 19:00 and goes to bed when people get up,

my balls fall on the floor.

My father is the same.

He is burnt out with work.

But, Merlí, isn't this contradictory with what you said before?

Of course.

You are a walking contradiction, Merlí.

Now you're making us think working is a torture.

What should we do?

- Staying home until we're 40? - Why not?

In general, your parents had it easier than you.

If they have money, they pay.

I don't think I can put up with that much.

Wait a minute.

Our whole life, teachers always tell us that we have to make effort,

that the future is important.

Or else, we wouldn't do anything.

And now you come

and efforts are just shit.

Yes, it's true.

What do we have to do?

Be clear.

Yes. What do you really think?

What do you guys think?

That's what matters.

We value things more because we have made efforts?

I don't know. What do you prefer? A free bike at your doorstep,

or having it after 3 years of selling hamburgers?

Me? Fuck the sacrifice! I want a free bike.

So do I.

Me, too.

A minute. Keep silent for a minute.

A minute.

I still don't know what you think, Merlí.

You smashed everything.

Then after that, you speak well of it.

Because you're a sophist.

- He's right. You're a sophist. - Sophist.

Yes, I am a sophist.

As a good sophist, do you know what I got?

The bell has rung, and no one stands up.

What a jerk.

Oh, man.

He's a fucking master.

I don't know you at all.

But you can't convince me that Berta should continue studying.

- We have come to the point that... - Berta should stop studying.

Yesterday, in front of Toni, I didn't say anything

but as tutor, I think that the best thing is that she should quit.

I agree with what you said yesterday.

Her attitude cannot be tolerated.

You did well entering the school and confronted her.

Of course.

I'm grateful that you tell me, Merlí.

That girl does what she wants.

Come in. Sit down.

When she gets older, she wants to continue studying,

She will always be on time.

That's what I said.

There are many people that study in their 30s.

She will pay for it then.

In my class, she spends the whole time drawing on the table.

Don't tell me anything. I don't want to know.

How can she have a very hard-working sister and she's like that?

Yes. But I have to say that

I know that I didn't do well

because I don't have to rummage through the students' drawers.

But I saw she hiding something.

I looked into her drawer and found this.

It's a great self portrait.

This looks a lot like her.

She has some drawings in her room

but I never saw one like this.

In the family, is there anyone teaching her how to draw?

No.

Then it's a natural talent.

I can't understand why she's studying science course.

Yeah, you tell me.

Berta is carefree.

That happens to them a lot.

She should do artistic or social course.

And God knows, she may even study Fine arts.

Because Berta doesn't know what she wants.

This drawing is great.

Next year, she can change course

and see how it'll turn out.

If you suggest, she may dedicate to it and have success.

Yes, of course.

This girl...

Anyone knows who wrote "The life of Lazarillo de Tomes"?

Quijote.

Come on, cheer up.

Anyone know?

Sancho Panza.

You exhaust me.

You exhaust me, kid.

- Come on, get out of class. - No, I'll stop.

I'm tired of your provocations.

Come on, get out of the class.

- And go to the guard room. - I told you I won't say anything.

I'm throwing you out. You go or not?

Not.

You have a big problem.

And that problem isn't me.

Don't open your mouth again, okay?

Anyone knows who wrote "The life of Lazarillo de Tomes"?

It's anonymous.

Very good, Joan.

It's anonymous.

That means we don't know who is the author.

- Can I speak with Mrs. President? - You got the anti-AMPA attack?

More or less.

Gerard doesn't like it, either. But I won't renounce my position.

Don't try to make me quit. Because I won't.

I was thinking. And you have your reason to hang around here.

It reminds of us hiding.

- No, no, no, no, no. - I love to see you in the role of the president.

Don't you have class?

No, not today.

Merlí.

What's up? What's wrong today? We're alone.

- I'll be mad. - Everyone is in class.

I remember that the two of us like danger.

- You and I understand each other super well. - Not on the table.

On the table, yes.

I haven't been in this situation since 3rd year secondary.

Too bad I don't have the keys to this office.

Or else I would slam it shut and push you against the wall.

And Toni would have to wait outside

You're crazy, Merlí.

- I just want to say that... - Listen, Toni...

No, let me talk, let me talk. - I just want to say that... - Listen, Toni...

No, let me talk, let me talk.

I just want to say what you already know.

This is not the place.

Imagine a student comes in

and the news reaches the parents.

- Gina, you're the new president of the AMPA. - Yes, I'm sorry.

It was a big mistake. I know.

Can you leave us alone?

Yes.

Sit down.

What were you thinking?

You move around here as if this were your house...

If you got caught by other teachers then what?

Toni, we were playing, nothing more.

The thing is that you can be nice when you want. Right?

For example, like with Berta's mother.

I don't know what you said to her but she's delighted.

Why don't you do the same with other teachers?

What do you want? Me befriend Eugeni?

It would be nice.

Like little kids at school, when they fight, the teacher forces them to shake hands.

Nothing is crueler.

Come on, Toni.

Merlí, listen.

As a director of this school, I can be very flexible.

But will come the day that I explode.

The thing with Gina is just a joke, right?

But there're more things.

I know none of the teacher sent the "poo" to Eugeni,

but with you, I have doubts.

Yes, yes, because you're unpredictable.

And that bothers me.

You don't know how.

More and more everyday.

I warned you that I could talk with the department

so the next year, you wouldn't be teaching here.

So, don't provoke me, Merlí.

Where is your long hair?

I cut it. Don't you see?

Listen. Do you have a glass of water or...

Merlí kept pestering me so that I would come.

He forced me to open the door for you.

Merlí says that your English is horrible.

What the hell? I know more than he thought.

What about you?

You don't have any idea about philosophy, right?

Well, I have some.

Take out your English notes.

I don't understand these exercises.

Man, but these are from 8th grade.

Laia told me to review them.

Okay. Read.

"Put the correct verb in the following ..."

What are you laughing at, idiot?

You have a horrible accent, man.

What the hell are we doing here if we don't like each other?

Why don't you like me?

You're fucking weird.

You don't say anything and lock yourself at home. And you're still a freak.

- Freak? - Freak.

You, however, are cold.

You don't care if people suffers. Just like when you discriminated me in class.

Don't lecture me about bullying. You don't care if people suffers. Just like when you discriminated me in class.

Don't lecture me about bullying.

I never hit you.

But I didn't want to talk to you, dammit.

You laughed at me.

Do you know what it's like when doing assignment in pair and no one wants to do it with you?

And the teacher looks at you with pity face and says: "Ivan, you do it alone."

And you have to put up with laughter from the funniest one in the class and his little friends.

Because you have to make fun of someone who is alienated or feels different.

Nobody wanted to know me.

You put on me the weird label and it's stuck.

And why is that?

Because he thought different, because he read newspapers?

You know the anguish I've been through?

Of course not. You don't have a fucking idea what a panic attack is.

It is something so terrible that you don't wish it on you.

You know why I opened the door for you?

To look at your face and tell you all this.

If you want, now you can laugh at me. Come on, you'll enjoy it.

Like you laughed at me when I spoke in English?

You're leaving now?

Yes.

I've had enough for today.

And what about you? What are you doing?

I'm correcting test while waiting for Gloria.

She is with those kids from first year.

What brilliant mind thought of mixing 11 year-old students with 18 year-old ones in a school?

Between that, the cuts and every now and then, they do the educational reform

just to make us go crazy.

Today,

I threw a high school student out,

but he didn't want to leave.

He challenged me.

What would you have done?

Who was that?

What would you have done?

Well, if I were you, I would write a report. And in the next school board meeting, we would see about the discipline.

Something else will happen between weeks. Well, if I were you, I would write a report. And in the next school board meeting, we will see about the discipline.

Something else will happen between weeks.

Next time, come find me.

They won't dare. They know who is the boss.

With you, Santi, sorry. But I don't think they see that clearly.

I don't want to go to an useless war with that student.

It's not about wars, but you can't let them do that to you.

You're one of those who think students are our enemies.

No.

But if you ask a student to leave,

he has to listen and leave.

You are the authority in the classroom.

Santi, you have to assert yourself.

Don't be afraid of being hated.

I know, I know it perfectly.

But I'm one of those who think if a student is like that, it's for some reason.

That boy has no malice.

Please, Santi!

Now, don't justify it.

There is a midpoint between a strong punishment and a doing nothing.

No, that doesn't exist.

This phase of wanting to be liked by everyone, I've had it.

I like the students who study, who make efforts, who work.

Because they know how to value your work.

The rest can't stand me.

They do everything, even call me Hitler.

But by now I have it clear which part of my job doesn't sit well with everyone.

Because if it weren't so, it would torment me.

Listen. I've asked myself a hundred of time: "What am I doing here?"

For a student who listen to me, there are 10 that don't.

Do you think I feel comfortable seeing their couldn't-care-less faces?

Do you think having no fun in class doesn't affect me?

But what can we do?

We are the teachers who eat up all this misery?

And then they say we are some privileged,

that we have some fucking great vacation.

Some parents form groups on WhatsApp just for criticizing us.

But I like seeing them in class.

No one would endure even one hour in front of 30 teenagers.

I don't even remember the time when everyone respected teachers.

I do.

When I was a student, there was more respect.

There were also those students who went through with teachers:

insults, humiliation ...

And I swore that if one day, I became a teacher,

I wouldn't let them do that to me.

And look,

today they sent me a little gift.

When I started, I loved this job.

But teaching is like a couple.

You start with enthusiasm,

but then, day by day, you come to discover the defects,

and maybe come the time when you don't like it that much.

And you either resign or seperate.

And if I separate with teaching,

what will I be dedicated to?

Make it clear to that student about who is the boss.

If you don't do it, things will go further.

Berta, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Listening to music.

And Cris?

She will be back with a friend's mother.

I talked with your tutor.

Why?

You didn't show me this.

It's beautiful.

Why did you choose scientific baccalaureate when what you like is drawing?

Merlí said you have talent.

He did?

Yes.

And you spend his class drawing on the table.

It is very difficult to make a self-portrait.

Can I keep it?

Yes.

Why don't you do this? Make an effort to pass the first year.

And in second year, you will change to art course.

And so you can do Fine arts if that's what you like.

Yesterday I was very nervous.

What do you want for dinner?

I don't know.

You can be dedicated.

Merlí made that clear.

I'll hang this on the refrigerator.

I heard you found a remedial teacher for Pol.

If you find him a teacher, he will continue studying.

And you want him to leave, don't you?

Yes. But I didn't count on the fact that I have a father who meddles with my life.

And he has a father who pressures him to work.

You, however, have a family that helps you.

You have me...

You have your grandmother...

Oh, yes, what a relief. You have your grandmother...

Oh, yes, what a relief.

It's not easy, I know.

But forget about Pol, okay?

It's hard to come out of the closet at school. I understand.

But maybe you would do well if you did a little like me and said:

- "I'm like this and if you don't like it,..." - Everything to you is so easy.

Merlí.

Don't you have class?

Why did you do that?

I met your mother the day she put a show in front of everyone.

Between us, you know that your mother has an eccentric point, to put it mildly.

She values success a lot and you draw well.

- But I didn't draw that picture. - I saw your drawings on the table.

You have talent, Berta.

But what happened is that nobody told you.

You like drawing spontaneously.

Well, now you have it.

You will go with Fine arts.

It is just an idea.

But at least think about it.

Agree?

And you have to do me a favor.

You promise?

You know that sometimes, parents are wrong, right?

Okay.

Your mother can say what she wants.

Although she says you're less smart and bright than your sister,

although she says that you're a disaster, don't listen to her.

and think she's not right, okay?

And the day she admits in front of you that she was wrong about you,

tell her that you already know she was wrong.

You promise?

Yes.

Very good, Berta.

Also, I have to congratulate you on having sent Eugeni a wrapped dog shit.

But how do you know it was me?

Look, in my classes, you don't talk much,

but you were the first to protest and pointed to another as guilty.

I thought you had all the pointers to be you.

Yeah.

The class had to clean for an hour.

Fuck them, sometimes, the group must sacrifice for an honorable individual act.

And what did he say?

Who's making that noise?

Wow.

Seriously, who is doing it?

What's next?

English.

Jesus, Bruno. Today, I woke up freaking out remembering about Santi.

I wouldn't have dared not to leave the class, because...

He is the typical friendly fatso.

Man, don't go out of line, really.

He's the one who has gone out of line. Man, don't go out of line, really.

He fails me whenever he wants. Man, don't go out of line, really.

He fails me whenever he wants.

- What are you saying? - Guys, have you seen Berta?

What's wrong with you and Berta?

- Did you comfort her enough? - We hooked up again.

I knew it, man. I knew it. - Did you comfort her enough? - We hooked up again.

I knew it, man. I knew it.

Yeah. We studied...

- I think you must have studied a lot. - I know everything.

Pol.

What are you doing, man?

Didn't you see how Bruno is after the party?

What with the party?

I'm Bruno's best friend.

So what?

- You mean you're going to tell? - If I keep silent, it's for him, not for you.

Because I don't like that after what happened, you go telling him you've hooked up with Berta.

- I don't want to hurt him. - You make him suffer.

- He has feelings. You know what that is? - Don't go too far.

Pol, I like you. But it seems that you don't give a shit about people's feelings.

You screw Bruno. You screw Berta.

You're fucking selfish.

Protagoras was the first sophist that was paid for his services.

Hey, silence back there.

The Sophists knew how to sell their skills.

Would you be able you to sell yours?

Have you ever thought about what you're good at?

Merlí.

- Good morning. - Hello, good morning.

How you doing? - Good morning. - Hello, good morning.

How you doing?

Look, I present you Oliver.

He'll join today.

Oliver Grau. Welcome.

Thank you, Oliver.

You can sit down.

Yes, over there.

- Hi. - So handsome.

I'm freaking out.

Oliver, I asked your classmates to sell themselves to others.

What qualities you have, what you are good at, what you can do...

You want to start yourself?

So we will know you a little.

Okay.

Hello everyone.

I'm Oliver and I'm 18.

And I am repeating eleventh grade.

I also repeated 6th grade. So I guess mine are the first.

I'm a good guy.

I'm sensitive,

even though I'm in bad mood when I don't need it,

thing that I think is not a defect.

I do tap dance.

Because when I was small, I loved Jim Kelly's movies and one day, I said: "Dad, I want to do that."

Dancing helps me avoid my problems.

And I'm gay.

I say this to avoid comments like: "So gay. It seems that he likes guys."

Yes. I'm gay and I don't care.

I'm gay and I never hide it.

So anyone who doesn't like it can take it up the ass.

That's it.

Who's next?

If there are people who can't eat,

who's hungry,

it's that they were mismanaging my taxes,

- Therefore, I won't give a dime to fix what they have destroyed. - Of course not. Fuck it.

You declared war on the AMPA or is it just an attack against me?

What are you talking about?

You know what. About the shabby boycott you made.

- The kids agree. - You don't want me to be AMPA's president, right?

That's true. - The kids agree. - You don't want me to be AMPA's president, right?

That's true.

You got nerves.

Listen, you can do the boycott as you want, but don't tell dad.

Of course I'll tell him.

- Fuck him. - How is the campaign?

- I don't know. I think it's fine. I'll go tomorrow. - We first year don't participate.

Joan! - I don't know. I think it's fine. I'll go tomorrow. - We first year don't participate.

Joan!

Did you laugh at my husband?

No.

Talk to Merlí.

We don't get Merlí into this.

If you don't talk to him, I will.

You guys are friends, right?

- Who? - The cutie who acts straight.

Bruno?

You noticed that he's gay?

Man.

What about Oliver? I think he is faerie enough to fly.

Gerard, are you a moron?

You know what?

I ignore you guys.

Sorry, I have a habit of doing what I think I have to do.

Yes. I also have that habit.

And I think I'll do what I can so you'll leave here.