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My name is Coralina.

In class, we can have fun

but I warn you that I can be a jerk.

What's your name?

Berta.

Roberta.

I always dress like this.

I'm fine.

Yeah, but to come to work, you must meet some minimums.

Don't I?

It's not appropriate for you to tell Millan that he has bad image.

Agree. Not to the teachers, but what about the students?

If I were to decide, I would prohibit wearing sexy to school.

If I had known, I would have kept working.

Has your father calmed down?

No, no way.

If I can't find a job for the weekends, I'll be in trouble.

I feel sorry that you are still hanging up on a girl who already has a boyfriend.

Monica doesn't have boyfriend.

I thought she was with Joan.

- You did it to me, jerk. - If she loved you, I wouldn't meddle with it.

How are you so sure that she doesn't like me?

We would like to know Monica.

No, no. Too soon.

- It depends on you whether you're serious with her. - Of course I'm serious with her, but...

Joan, no pressure.

You don't want us to do things together. You don't want to introduce me to your mother.

You don't say anything about your life.

- My mother wants me out of the house. - So do I.

Very good.

No matter how many things you give me, the fact that you have to look for a flat still exists. Understand?

Okay, okay. But that will take time. Before that, can we have dinner with Gina?

Thus you two can meet.

But you don't like those introductions.

No, not at all. But Gina asked this of me a long time ago.

And now is the best time to do it.

Ah, come on. You do it your way again.

You assume that with this dinner, I won't kick you out.

It depends on how you would be, perhaps, you will have more reason to kick me out.

- I'll be fantastic. I am the Calduch. - Great.

- Then we'll have dinner tonight and so we can get out of the sack. - Today?

I won't cook.

Yeah, I'll order catering.

The dinner bothers me.

You, shut up. Go talk with Giovanni.

Take this.

I won't do dinner in exchange of any gift.

We'll do that because I have the curiosity to meet the woman who can put up with you.

You want this?

She told you how you had to dress...

What a nerve.

Millan, if you need anything, you know where I am.

Thank you, Elisenda.

No, sorry, Gloria.

I haven't memorized the names yet.

Then don't tell Coralina.

Hey, what's up?

How are you, Mireia?

Good.

Still have the research papers.

I only have one.

This year, academically, I want to take it slow.

Personally, it's another story.

I have to go to class.

Why don't you go to Flagstaff?

You'll like it.

I don't think I'm up for country dancing.

Hey, why are you making that face, Merlí?

Today, I'm forced to do something that I don't like.

And that disturbs me.

Perfect.

Why don't you take advantage of that to teach about the stoic philosophers?

The Stoics?

I don't know. I don't think that's a good idea.

The stoic philosophy represented by Seneca, Epictetus, Marc Aureli... lasted about 5 centuries.

From IV BC to 2nd century AC.

The Stoics believed that you can only be happy if you let yourself be guided by reason,

and overcome desires and fears,

far from all the passions.

What kind of passion?

All that you can imagine.

Including sex.

Ignoring the stoics.

They try to achieve a state that they identify with the "apatheia",

the absence of passion.

A state of harmony in which everything depends on oneself and we can control our will.

We often let ourselves go with the passions.

And of course, when things don't go as we want, we get frustrated,

and don't give a damn about anything.

The secret would be willing to give up all that we crave,

then we would get less frustrated when things don't go as we would like.

We have to reconcile with the imperfection of existence.

For the Stoics, the key is the control of oneself.

This is impossible.

If something happens to you, you'll say it. And that's it, right?

Yes, but it's better to keep quiet and think, also.

An interesting exercise for reflection and self-control for the passions

would be taking a bucket of hot water, soak your feet in

while listening to "The Four Seasons" by Vivaldi, for example.

Merlí, the speech about controlling the passions sounds a bit religious, right?

Yes, you're right, Pol.

Later, Christianity takes some elements from Stoicism.

But on the subject of death, for example, it is different.

A friend of Seneca lost a son ...

and Seneca wrote her a letter in which he said:

"But what is the matter? Why do you care?

It is absurd to mourn for that. "

Shut up.

According to the Stoics,

the worse experiences are those that allow us to find ourselves.

Adversity is the best source of virtue.

And overcoming obstacles makes us wise.

A family dinner is an obstacle.

Gerard, tonight, we will become wise.

Family dinner?

Yes, yes, Gerard, yes.

Tonight, we'll have dinner with your mother at our house.

- Nice, man. - Dammit.

- I'm always the last to know. - Hey, we want to come.

Yes.

If you know my grandmother, you won't want to come.

Gerard, you'll invite me, right?

No, no. Quiet.

Geri, think of some topics. So we can get distracted a bit.

Sorry, guys, you have to endure stoically.

You didn't know?

You do this to get yourself forgiven, right?

Gina, please.

I'll tell you this:

Tonight, we have dinner together.

With Gerard and Bruno and the Calduch.

Don't you understand? This is not what I want from you. Not dinners or anything.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me for having lied to you.

Man! Mr. Bergeron asking for forgiveness.

Too bad that I didn't record this.

I know that I had avoided the family dinner for months.

But I've realized that you're right.

I talked to my mother and told her that tonight can't be avoided.

And we have dinner today.

I wanted it so much that I even said it in front of the class.

You said what?

Gerard and Bruno are happy about it.

And the Calduch is eager to meet you.

If you tell her you have seen her act, you'll have her in your pocket in 2 seconds.

But don't ever talk about the pate advertisement she did years ago,

she can't stand it.

Okay.

We'll have dinner.

But I don't want you to lie to me anymore, Merlí. Okay?

No vacations, no midweek or anything.

I want you to be straight with me. Okay? I won't forgive you another time.

Okay.

And the bag was a way to be subtle. I'm not a fool.

But I keep it because I like it.

But I want the next gift without manipulations. Okay?

See you this evening.

Pol.

Good morning.

We continue where we left off.

Bruno, where were we?

We finished with the 1812 Constitution and we'll start with the Liberal Triennium...

Excuse me.

Berta.

Aren't you cold?

No.

If you're half naked now, what must you be in mid August?

I do what I want.

Yeah, but be understanding. I want your classmates to know more about the Liberal Triennium, not your cleavage.

Hey.

Hello.

Don't you have class?

Yes.

Okay, I'll come back later.

Ah, wait.

What do you want?

Nothing. It was just...

Well, you know I'm with Monica.

And my parents want to meet her.

I don't know what to do.

Nah.

Don't introduce her to them.

Don't mix the family in. Don't be silly. You'll fuck up.

You're still a minor. And you think of binding together with a girlfriend?

Naive.

And after introducing her, what?

You'll look for a house?

You teenagers have a naive conception of relationships.

Naive?

Naive, yes, naive.

Don't you have good grades?

Look for it on Wikipedia.

Can you do your work without talking this much?

Thank you.

Coralina went out of line with poor Berta.

She made sad face.

I don't know how she does this which always ends up in some mess.

And you want to do the research work with her.

You're mad.

No, no. I don't care.

I want you to meet my parents.

Why?

It's too soon.

You're scared of my father because you saw him enter the class yelling.

But after the illness, he has calmed down.

But, not yet.

Later.

Marc.

Is it true that you're looking for a remedial teacher for your brother?

Yes, I told Joan but he doesn't want to.

Well...

If you want, I...

You?

Really?

Well, I guess I can reach 6th grade level.

Yes, of course.

The thing is I don't have money.

Ah, relax. Don't worry.

I like Pau.

Then... Thank you.

I owe you big time.

I hope I can pay you back someday.

Why didn't you say anything?

Yeah.

I don't know.

I didn't expect she would say that.

Bitch!

She called you whore.

Yes, she used another word, but she said it.

Am I showing too much?

No, no.

Oh, please.

Coralina went out of line with Berta.

She made me laugh.

She doesn't like you laughing at her.

Then you'll complain about Berta fucking you up.

Right, I'm so worried about Berta hating me.

- What's up? You like her? - What are you saying, man?

I won't hit on her or anything.

I don't care that Berta dresses like this.

Yeah, I know.

But look at her.

I mean, for once, Merkel is right.

She wants to be provocative.

She likes making all the guys go crazy for her.

It's not right that she said it in front of everyone. But look at her.

She seems to have just come back from the nightclub.

I don't know, she should cover a little. She doesn't have to show the class her tits.

What's wrong with you?

Ivan.

Weren't you the one who had it bad because in class, everyone laughed at you last year?

- It's different. - It's not.

We're talking about respecting others.

And I like that my friends respect people.

Fuck, Oliver.

Fuck off.

- Oh yeah? - Yeah, fuck off.

I have enough putting up with my mother. And I have to put up with you.

Ivan, I'm getting to know you and I've seen things that I don't like at all. Just so you know.

Oliver, I told you not to use the coat hanger in the entrance.

It can't hold that much weight. Do you want it to break?

It's okay.

Are we eating out, Enric?

But you told me no.

But now I feel like it.

What do you say?

Okay, let's go.

If you want to go...

He no longer wants to go anywhere with his parents.

You come for dinner or not?

She doesn't want that, dad.

Even though she doesn't say anything, I notice.

It's not true.

She's unstable.

You have to be more patient.

Still?

Dad, she's obsessed with decoration. Can't you see?

And she doesn't let us be well.

When it's not the hanger, then it's the sofa. When it's not the sofa, then it's the picture.

I don't understand why the store was sold.

Now, she would have been working. Much happier. Not here all day shut in and sad.

No, Oliver, she can't.

Be more understanding.

If you freak out with her...

I'm trying to be patient.

Death is more noticeable here than at your workplace.

Enough, Oliver.

I don't want you to distance yourself from us.

You haven't come to the parish church for months.

Sometimes, I went alone.

Some Saturday.

Listen, we'll go together, Period.

I won't let Edgar's death break our family.

Okay?

I come here because I'm not clear about English.

Do you think about doing a job with it?

Jesus, Ivan.

If I can pull that off, it'll be a miracle.

What I have to do is find a job at nights or afternoons.

Listen, does your mother need waiters at the bar?

Wait.

Mom!

WTF?

What?

Do you need someone to work at the bar?

No. Why do you ask?

You?

I was looking for some thing. Maybe... But...

I'm sorry. The bar doesn't do well.

No problem.

I am sorry.

Jesus, Ivan. That is for when I'm not here. Jesus.

- I'm sure she thinks that you got so much nerve to ask her for a job. - Listen.

No need to see me to the door.

Fuck you!

Bye.

Bye.

- Bye. - Good luck.

Bye. Thank you.

Running a bar must be shitty, right?

It's the shit that allows us to eat.

Okay.

Okay. I don't want to...

I have no money to pay for a waiter or part timer.

He just wants to work in the evenings. So he won't have to quit school.

He doesn't have experience. He's too young.

He's 18.

In the end, you become friends.

We're... classmates.

He comes here to review philosophy or English. My friend is Oliver.

What?

You take Pol?

Maybe. But... Let me do the numbers.

Hello?

Yeah, come up.

Fasten your belt.

This will be a hectic night.

No, your granny is fantastic.

Everything will be perfect.

She'll be charming, you'll see.

Already.

The perfection.

Like the paranoia of soaking your feet and listening to Vivaldi.

Did you say all this to Gina?

She's slowly getting to know me.

So nervous, eh?

Official presentation.

Child, don't give it too much importance.

You left mom because you couldn't be in a relationship.

I can hardly see you get serious with a woman.

Yeah. I can't see that in you, either.

Hello.

How are you?

Fine.

Hi.

Hello.

- You're Gina, aren't you? - Yes.

- Oh, what a pretty bag. - Hey, a gift from Merlí.

What are you saying?

Merlí, when will you give me one?

Pleasure.

Oh, what about this handsome kid?

I-I'm Gerard.

Bruno, honey. Show our guest the house.

I've done a lot Tennessee Williams.

- And after that, he retired from the theater. - No shit!

When you turn white in the middle of the stage,

either you improvise or your career will sink.

Wow!

I see that you're having fun.

Oh, yes. I have great time with Gina.

Ah, you two are a good couple.

You both have sense of humor. And that is essential in a relationship.

You're a perfect match.

Still, you have to give me a grandchild.

Jesus.

You never know.

Mama, you're not on stage.

- Kids, don't you want a little brother? - Shit.

- My mother is too old to get pregnant. - What are you saying, kid?

- I'm still young. - I don't know. I don't know how that works.

If you have a baby, I can come to babysit in the morning

in your house.

I'll remember this.

- Come on, cheer. - Okay.

- Then I'll take out the limoncello. - I love it.

Me, too.

Now, cheer.

For us...

And for what might come.

Your grandmother is great.

In small doses.

You were very quiet during dinner.

I have been quiet for a few days. I know.

Monica, right?

Fucking Joan.

I know it's hard, but...

It's better that you forget her.

Impossible.

I see her everyday.

Do you think I'm handsome?

If you were gay, you would totally score.

Too bad that I'm not.

Is it true that you have an Italian boyfriend?

Yes, Nicola.

But you can't see each other, right?

We talk on Skype.

Maybe I'll go there on Christmas or he can come to spend a few days, but ...

You jerk off on Skype or what?

For real?!

This isn't nothing.

An actress from the company has fired the costume guy and the assistant director.

Wow.

Where are Bruno and Gerard?

They have gone to the bedroom a while ago.

Is your son gay, too?

No.

Well, he seems so.

They left because you were talking about sex. And that made them uncomfortable.

This is nice.

The young is uncomfortable when talking about sex.

It's the world in reverse. Good.

To me, what makes me uncomfortable is at this age, I'm still horny.

Mom, don't you have rehearsal tomorrow?

Oh, yes. I have to try the costume.

Oh yes, I better go to bed.

Oh, see you later, Gina.

Great, thank you for everything.

Next time, I'll invite you.

Really?

- At your place? - Yes, goodnight.

Goodnight.

- Goodnight. - Bye.

Your mom is the bomb.

- What? Want another shot? - No, no.

She has struck a few times, so you would get out of the house.

She has been like that for weeks.

I've noticed that has something to do with having children.

I know that you like being free,

But I don't know.

Maybe we could live together.

What?

I know that you have the theory that you can't neither living with a woman nor want to do vacations.

But, come on, Merlí.

Life is short and you and I are good together.

We have a great time.

And Gerard is delighted with his teacher.

And you don't need to be his father because he already has one.

Maybe, in a few months, we could make plan more seriously.

What?

I'm being attacked by your happiness.

You're so dramatic in this house.

Hey! So? How was the dinner?

Good.

Yes?

I don't feel like going to class.

Want to go to bar?

No, we have Hitler, honey.

So what?

You like him now, like with Coralina?

I do research work with her.

No shit!

- We started about 2 weeks ago. - Man, I'm freaking out.

Why?

I don't know. I haven't started yet.

Hey, Tania. Can you lend me your Spanish homework?

What will you give me in return?

I'll do you a monologue from Shakespeare that I'm rehearsing.

Okay.

- But you have to wait for me to rehearse it. - Okay.

And you, Bruno, when will you introduce me to your grandmother?

Gerard met her yesterday.

Jesus. Next time is me!

- You still like him? - No way.

You sure?

No, I went pass that.

Besides, he made it clear that he preferred Berta.

Cutie.

Later.

I've been told that you were looking for me.

Come in.

Now, I like you, Berta.

The shirt.

I don't wear it because you said so.

It's necessary.

You have your own judgment as it should be.

Look, I made you come...

Because I knew it's dangerous.

Okay.

I know it's dangerous that you dress like that.

How can I say it?

Women have a thing that is well-liked,

which is a magic that men don't have.

And when I saw you wear so little clothes, I thought, "This girl has lost her magic."

Well, you're not good at studying either,...

Then...

Why?

You can't talk to me like this.

Can't you see?

Berta, I'm looking out for you.

You're the leader among the girls.

You're the one who flirts most, who succumbs to the boys.

You're too easy to them. Make yourself worth.

Do you think that it's fair to give this image of yourself?

There's still time to not sell off your dignity.

I don't... I don't sell my dignity.

Look, a school is a small society.

If in this society, you provocatively show yourself,

guys will take you for what you are not.

Understand?

You have to be more discreet.

And so the boys won't bother you.

You'll be calmer.

And the calmer you are, the easier for you to focus on the subjects.

You understand the equation?

Are you still mad?

Leave me be, Ivan.

Fuck, Oliver. You're so weird.

Leave me, man.

But what did I do?

Criticize Berta? Okay, I'm sorry. That's it.

But no need to make this into a war, right?

You're so annoying, man.

Ivan...

Pol, Pol.

My mother told me to tell you to come to the bar today.

Yes?

Yes.

She has to do the numbers. But it'll be for a few hours.

Okay, it's perfect. I owe you big time. Thank you.

You hit me hard, kid.

Silence.

Silence!

Silence or I'll give all of you a zero. Today, I don't have patience.

When the Stoics say we have to accept things as they are ...

they are not asking us to distance ourselves from the world,

Nor do they want us to become insensitive individuals.

They are saying that we have to settle with what we have.

And I don't like that.

No, they don't say that.

What they says is that we don't have to be slaves to our desires.

Only then can we endure suffering.

Okay, but many things happen to us, and we can't control them.

Yeah.

They are not for us to decide.

You're right.

Yes, like someone has a disease, for example.

Yes, yes. It's a bitch.

But they believe that the problem is not in the illness itself,

but in the interpretation that we make.

Today, many people believe that things, that apparently are an obstacle,

are an opportunity to overcome fears and insecurities.

There's an old saying which is "We can learn from everything, even from bad experiences."

I think it's bullshit, because people don't learn from anything.

What do you think, Gerard?

What?

What?

The relation between the Stoics and Schopenhauer.

They knew each other.

They knew each other?

Follow me.

What?

No, come with me.

- What's happening? What did I say? - Come, dammit.

Listen, Gerard. Am I wrong or your mother bring you orange juice every morning

and you leave it on the nightstand when you leave?

It is the worst thing you can do.

You're the spoiled child who has everything easy in life.

Well, everything but the relationships with girls.

It affects you. Okay. I get it.

But I'm sick of your Oliver Twist face.

I don't know who that Oliver is, but it doesn't sound good.

I'll chop off your heads.

Merlí, I don't like you fucking with me when you know the thing with Monica is tormenting me.

"Tormenting"? Jesus. Don't you have any tougher word?

Tormenting.

You have the minstrel syndrome.

The minstrels who wrote love poems.

They went singing and paying amorous compliment to women with verses, poems and songs, but they screwed up.

It seems that you like to be unsatisfied.

Leave the loser role for fucking once,

which annoys me a lot.

Monica likes Joan.

Period.

Is it bad?

Yes, but be a bit stoic and assume that Monica is not the only girl in the world.

Besides, have you ever thought that you don't have to be in a relationship?

Why don't you go flirting?

Be free, dammit.

Have fun. Jesus! Enjoy.

Sorry, Toni. I thought that Merlí would be here.

No, maybe you'll find him in the language department.

But come in, if you want.

- You sure? You're not bothered. - No, no bother.

So?

Are you okay?

Nothing. Just a little headache.

- Me, too. - Really?

I had dinner with wine last night.

I wish my headache was because of that.

No, I've had a long day.

You have?

Is it Merlí or...

No, no way. Well, Merlí causes headache, too.

but no, sometimes I quite agree with him.

Well, I told you that... I envy him, right?

Why?

Well, because he does what he wants, he says what he wants...

I, however, cannot.

I have to play a role.

I'm the director.

And I have to do what is expected of me.

And I would like to skip some rules occasionally.

Sorry, I get worked up.

No, I understand.

Do you want to talk, having coffee?

No, if you like, outside...

I have to go to CosmoCaixa. Maybe, another day.

Well, okay.

I'm going, Toni.

Bye.

Expect someone?

You were playing?

Me?

No, no.

What?

Everything okay?

Huh? Yes.

That "yes" means not everything is going well, but you don't want to tell me.

I like you now.

And you with Mireia? Everything fine?

Fine.

That "fine" means bad but you don't want to tell me your problem with Mireia, right?

I have no problems with Mireia.

And you have problems Gina?

Me? No.

Good.

Why do you insist to appear unfriendly, Eugeni?

Said Mr. Friendly!

Tell me.

Any advise to be less unfriendly?

You want to know?

I only say what I think.

I'll tell you, coworker.

Mate, you always say what you think.

Even though I don't want to hear, you'll say it.

Okay, I'll say it.

Right now, who do you think the students like less? You or Coralina?

Don't you notice, Eugeni?

Next to her, you are better liked.

Take advantage of that.

And yes, I say what I think. I'm like that. You know me.

I say what I feel

That may bring me problems, but what I will always do is wanting to tell anyone what passes through my head.

Mireia, can we talk for a second?

Hey, Eugeni.

Do you know where the Greek dictionaries are?

They are in the language department.

I've looked but I didn't find them.

- Can we talk for a second? - Ah, they are here.

- Listen to me, please. - Okay.

Listen, I have been thinking about you this summer, and I would like...

I know that it can't be...

Eugeni, please.

Let me finish.

Mireia, I'm in love with you.

I know that you're married, and I don't ask for anything that you can't do.

But I needed to tell you this. I'm in love... with you.

I guess, you knew it.

No.

I don't know.

Then you know now.

Eugeni, sorry, I don't know. I don't know what to tell you.

I feel bad.

See you tomorrow.

Hello.

Berta?

How are you?

Fine. And you?

Fine.

You know you're a very good student?

I see it right away.

I really think so.

Thank you.

The best students I've ever had were so devoted like you are now to the subject.

And your interventions are very interesting.

Hey, don't think I'll let you pass just for this, eh.

No, relax.

You also are a good person. This is also seen right away.

If all teachers were as sensitive as you ...

You're right.

But no. Not all the teachers are such sensitive and good teachers like me.

What?

Have you invited Monica to have canneloni at your house?

Joan.

Hey, Joan.

What?

I have to go.

Listen, yesterday, I said some stuffs that weren't well-stated. I know.

I was not very stoic.

It was my fault, because I shouldn't have asked for advice.

Okay. if you needed...

You never tell me anything about you.

However, you know a lot about me.

Of course, you don't tell me because I'm young, but I know how to listen.

- Well, I don't care. We're not friends. - I'm your teacher.

If you need it, I'll help you.

You didn't help me yesterday.

Perhaps, the tone wasn't right. But I told you what I was thinking.

Have you ever thought that you can be wrong?

Ever?

Even I can't believe what I'm having with Monica.

I'm not an expert in having girlfriends.

I only know what I feel and in a relationship, it's important to make it clear what kind of relationship you want.

Hey, let's go?

Yes.

Joan, what's wrong?

Nothing. I'm fine. Let's go.

I know you.

Is it because of your house thing?

It's because of everything.

Because I don't like those looks that Gerard gives you in class.

I wish he could fucking accept that you're with me.

Hey, slow down.

The fact that Gerard looks at me doesn't mean I'm hanging up on him.

Okay.

But you also do the research work with Berta.

You're mad.

- I know. - What grade will you have with her?

Well, it's my business.

Okay. If you want, you can do it with her.

- Are you giving me permission? - No, no.

And that I want to introduce you to my parents doesn't mean you have to come to eat every Sunday.

I look forward to you meeting them.

You're the most important to me right now.

More than studying.

And I say this...

I understand what you mean, but don't insist.

You can't convince me.

Overall, the novice lawyer begins to ask the witness the usual questions:

"Could you make the description of the suspect?"

And the man says, "Yes, he was tall, had dark hair and beard."

Then the lawyer nervously asks: "Was that a man or a woman?"

He's always telling stories ...

Hey, this is true!

Monica, Joan told us that your parents are doctors.

Yes, my father is a cardiologist, and my mother works in the emergency room.

Damn, I admire emergency doctors.

They must see everything.

They have to be well-prepared.

Well, you're living far from school, right?

Dad, don't ask so many questions.

Come on, poor Monica.

I'll stop.

I'll take you home.

Are you leaving? So soon?

- We have homework and... - Yes, go.

But we'll wait for you to have meal on Sunday.

Dad, no.

No, Joan doesn't want to.

Yes, but she looks forward to it.

Right?

No need if you don't want to.

No, no. I know.

Will you come?

Yes, of course.

Isn't this the soup that Edgar made when we were alone at home?

Yes, he always added too much salt.

He wasn't a cooking expert, either.

Have you gone to change the pants?

No, I like them. I won't change them.

But they are too small for you.

They look perfect on me, mom.

The problem is that they are tight. And you don't like that.

But I have to wear them, not you.

You can wear what you want.

I don't think so.

Today, I saw a gorgeous vase.

Like the one that broke during the moving. I was about to buy it...

So do you have many friends at school, Oliver?

I haven't found any sense of having friends long time ago.

Well, enough.

What's wrong?

Can't I be happy?

You have to criticize me for everything? For having friends, too?

Why are you talking to me like that?

Then why do you?

Why do you do that to me, mom?

It was time.

I called but you didn't pick up. What's wrong?

Nothing's wrong. Listen, do we have to talk with this creature being here?

Merlí, do you know there are people who help others overcome their dog phobia?

I have no intention of losing my aversion to dogs.

What? It was because of last night dinner, wasn't it?

But it was nice.

No, it's not the dinner.

I just want to talk to you about our relationship.

Rufo, Merlí wants to tell us something important.

Listen Gina, if couple vacation are that hard for me,

then imagine what living together would be.

Or rather, we have been together for months, what do you think that's for?

Because everyone has their own space.

And I like what you and I have.

If we lived together, it would go to shit.

I admit, I'm like that.

I only talked about plan for the future, Merlí.

I can't make plans for the future, because the future doesn't exist.

It's present. And now you and I are together.

Without living together!

But, see, a question:

What if you and I have a sexual history with someone else?

Your ex cheated on you.

Only 2 times in 15 years.

He was with a woman for 2 years. He fell in love.

- It's different. - Ah, therefore, infidelity is a thing of love, not sex.

You understand?

I mean, basically, we think the same.

Are you asking me permission for fucking another woman?

You asked me to be straightforward, right?

I'm being honest. I say what I think.

Gina, are we prepared for monogamy?

- This is philosophy, Merlí. - No, no.

It's not philosophy. I'm being serious.

If one day, your body asks you to fuck another man,

I don't care about the Christian lecture.

You're free. That's it.

For a moment of passion, we have to rethink about life?

You've shared your body with someone else. Period.

Yes, this is so.

And if one day I meet another woman and we feel like it, we might end up fucking. But that doesn't mean I don't love you.

You're proposing an open relationship?

Well, open.

Perhaps, not everything.

Let's say with a closed door.

We don't seek anyone out, but if we meet someone and feel like it, go ahead.

You know what problems we can avoid if we talk clearly?

You like another woman?

No, right now, only you.

And if you have sex with others, I'll be okay with it as long as it's only sex.

- I don't know if you can say the same thing. - No, I don't look for anyone else.

Yeah, but maybe someday, you meet one and feel like it.

Does it reassure you knowing that I won't make any scene?

Are you in love with me?

Be honest. Don't lie to me.

Yes.

And I have no intention to look for any other girlfriend.

Girlfriend, partner... whatever you like.

Gina, you and I have been great together.

Yes or no?

In and out of bed.

We laugh a lot. We can talk about anything.

What more could you ask for?

Dammit, Gina.

We both know what relationship failure is.

Why can't we allow this freedom?

Okay.

But no seeking anything.

No seeking anything.

Damn, the dog shits.

Show me you're in love with me.

Go, do it for love.

Come on.

You're so bad.

Come on.

No, no, no. Take it.

There's no one at this hour. If someone comes, leave everything to serve him.

I don't like making them wait.

Okay.

Are you sure you want to work here?

The money is not much.

Yes, really.

I feel bad for not being able to pay you more.

But the girl I have for the morning earns the same and she does more hour than you.

I understand, it's okay. It's nice for me to earn some money.

Take this.

I bought this. I prefer you to dress more like... at work.

Oh, sure.

If you need me to work for the weekends, I'm okay with it.

Although you have to pay me the same for Sunday.

You can change in the kitchen, if you want.

Ah ... sorry.

You want me to clean the tables?

Yes, yes.

Hello.

Hi.

I saw a cool clothing store that I like a lot.

Too bad it was closed.

But the prices can be seen from the window.

And there was something with lower price that is my style.

Will you join me?

Oliver, what's wrong?

Will you go with me or not?

You'll like it, too, I guess.

I don't think we have the same style.

Well, at least, come look at it, Ivan.

I'll go.

But will you return to ignore me or go on as if nothing happened?

Yesterday you gave me hell because I criticized Berta.

You told me you don't want to be my friend.

Today, at school, you ignored me.

And now, you come here like nothing.

Oliver, don't.

Okay.

Oliver.

Sorry.

Ivan, not that I'm in love with you or anything.

I need...

I don't know what I need.

Don't be mad at me, please.

I'm not mad.

Sure?

Can I stay over?

Listen, Oliver.

I know there are things that you don't like about me.

Sometimes, I fuck with people.

In that class, I had it bad.

And when I returned after months of being here in the house,

the first one that came to me was you.

And you put me at ease.

And since then, you're my best friend.

I love you.

I wish all heteros were like you, Ivan.

My first kiss... is from a guy.

[Summer, from "The Four Seasons" by Vivaldi]

[Gerard: Hi.]

[Oksana: Hi, handsome.]

I am waiting ... for some tests.

The doctor wants to underline one... You know what. It's okay.

We can go to a bar, if you want.

Or go straight to my house.

Roberta!

The date of the Constitution of 1812?

I can't find it.

You can't find it or you didn't write it down?

Merlí!

I wanted to see you days ago.

Man.

Merlí.

Damn.

Ivan hasn't told you Pol is working here?

Jesus. I don't know why the fuck I am here walking with a brat.

Go to your room.

Are you okay?

Didn't you hear that?

Go!

What do you mean?

You are not home much.

When you are, you sleep.

Listen, do you think I like working at nights?

No, but in the afternoon, you can spend some time with Pau.

What do you mean, Toni?

No, nothing.

Sorry, maybe I'm wrong, but you give me the impression that you want to stay with me in a more personal way.

What's wrong?

It's Merlí.