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If the truth is not an evidence for everyone,

then it is not the truth, but opinion.

What?

Nothing. Just sleep.

You haven't said anything about the carpet.

Is it familiar to you?

Yes. So?

It's the one Edgar liked.

Take this. This is my cellphone's number.

If you need to talk, call me.

Didn't I tell you to bring the 9th grade test to the custodian to make copies?

I have amnesia. And you know what illness that is, right?

I won't give up on the only thing that keeps me connected with my life.

Can I count on you, Gloria?

Pol! What with you and my mother?

What?

She comes home late every night.

You give her some free time.

Yeah, when there are customers, we'll close the bar later.

Do you want to fire Pol or not?

No.

You're paranoid.

I'm annoyed at the looks you give Gerard.

What look, Joan?

Monica goes with the girls because she's bored with you.

Are you a moron?

Merlí?

What?

You know that I'm not going to Coralina's class

to protest what she did to Quima.

And that will make Coralina apologize to her publicly?

Stop fighting and go back to school, kid.

But isn't it you who always tells us that we have to fight for things?

Don't listen to me too much.

- Merlí, we haven't gone to the sausage stall for days.... - Relax, you'll get over it.

- Jesus, fuck. - Sorry, sorry.

Merlí, I'll have the make-up test.

But we haven't done it yet.

Well, just to warn you.

Remember that you have a meeting with parents today, Merlí.

Yes, I know, and I'm excited.

But you're doing nothing.

Go to the department to work.

I don't want improvisations.

And you better behave.

- Hey, Merlí, make the test easy, eh? - No, it'll be hard. I'll give low marks and I have it in for all of you.

Oh, cellphones.

Don't separate from cellphones or get killed. Take a book, dammit.

Dad, don't embarrass me.

It's you guys who embarrass yourselves. Looking at cellphones all day with idiotic faces.

How are you, Merlí?

All good?

I'm tired of my character!

I get involved too much, dammit!

They are pains.

I have to break this role of nosy teacher.

Teenagers should live on another planet and come back when they grow up.

The problem is not them. It's you.

I'm taking them to the kitchen to have lesson...

We're having a soccer match in disguise...

Look, Merlí, since the first day you came, you have kept the role of cool teacher, funny teacher,

And with this, you made it obvious to other teachers,

that we only try to fulfill our obligation.

It makes me angry! But for the first time you are right.

It makes me angry.

Then it doesn't surprise me that the students think you're friends,

and that they tell you their personal problems.

They come to cry on my shoulder. And they left it wet.

And I think... What the fuck am I doing hugging a crying brat?

No. No more!

You can't get over it.

I can't?

I'm telling you that is over from now on.

And on top of that, I'll have the meeting with parents today. I can't stand them.

I understand now. You're like this because of the parent meeting.

More or less.

Troubles in paradise?

Not exactly a problem...

Or it is. I don't know. It doesn't matter.

The parent meeting this afternoon will be boring.

Are parent meetings supposed to be like that?

Boring?

I will prepare a powerpoint!

- They love it. - And have arrows.

- Yes, many arrows. - And topics.

You have to say this: "11th graders' future is at risk."

Yes! Yes! I'll use keywords like: values, reading, learning ... and Finland.

Well said.

This polo shirt 70. 70 euros.

- But lower the collar. You look ridiculous. - Shut up. You know nothing about fashion.

Don't touch it. You're handsome.

Come on. That's it. Very good. Come on, Gerard.

Shut up. Leave me alone, man.

Monica, want to do something this afternoon?

I'll go with the girls to the cine and bowling alley.

Ah, perfect.

What movie are we going to see?

No, Joan. It'll be girl only.

You're okay with it?

Yes.

I want you all to sit down.

Gerard, come here.

How is your mother?

She told me that she couldn't sleep.

Why?

No, nothing.

Let's see, guys.

The self-esteem of men

has suffered three major injuries throughout its history:

One, realize that man is not the center of the universe;

Two, discover that we come from monkey...

And three, the great challenge of modern psychology:

that man doesn't even own themselves.

With psychoanalysis, Freud introduces a key concept ...

In Western thinking: the unconscious,

which means the verification that the ego isn't everything.

There's something more in us, that isn't expressed in our conscious behavior,

But it is able to produce effects

regardless of our will.

That is, there is an unknown part of us.

It makes us do things that we aren't used to doing.

It makes us thinks about stuffs that we don't want to, makes us feel things that we don't know exactly why we feel them.

The task of psychoanalysis reveals the existence of this unconscious.

Freud ...

We don't come here to sleep.

Don't you think it's strange that this society, which encourages the pursuit of happiness, is a factory of depressives and neurotics?

Isn't it curious that this supposedly well-to-do society generates so many diseases of the soul:

people with anxiety, distress, stress, depression...

hyperactive children, chronic fatigue, personality disorders?

Everyone is obsessed with taking care of themselves physically.

Everybody wants to be fit.

What about the inside?

I would tell you: less gym and more psychoanalysis!

What?

No, I still don't know anything.

But I can't stop all day.

- To do a pregnancy test, I want to be calm, Merlí. - We don't have to wait, right? Do it now.

I'll do it tonight, when the parent meeting is done.

You come to my place?

Yes.

But, relax. Don't worry.

No, I'm not worrying.

Are you excited?

I'm very excited.

You hurt me, you hurt me.

Oh, sorry.

And now I'm going to ask you a question.

What generation of writers does Pio Baroja belong to?

Nobody knows?

Berta?

I think you said it but I don't remember ...

Generation of 27?

No.

Nice try.

You know it, I don't quit.

Guys.

He belongs to generation of 98.

And that year Spain lost, among others, 2 colonies:

Cuba...

Cuba and Philippines.

And now I'm going to ask you a question.

What generation of writers does Pio Baroja belong to?

To the generation of 98?

Very good. Very good.

Millan has problems, doesn't he?

Why are you saying that?

He has been a bit weird, but...

Today, he asked us the same question twice.

He did?

How was he?

I don't know.

He repeated the same question in one minute.

He had just explained it, but he seemed to not remember it.

It is normal. He is nervous.

He just came here not long ago.

Give him some time to settle.

Yes, of course.

Oksana, you're beautiful.

How lucky you are, Gerard.

Thank you.

Of course, you're also lucky to have Gerard.

Don't you have parent meeting?

Yes, calm down. I'm leaving.

Your parents are coming, too?

They can't. They have work.

What do they do?

Okay, don't forget your bag.

I'm leaving, I'm leaving.

Nice to meet you, Oksana.

Me, too.

Bye, cutie.

I like her.

She's fucking Merlí.

Don't say that, okay?

But yes, she fucks him.

Mom, what?

I've already told you where I was.

Can't I go to the movie one afternoon?

When the movie is over, I'll be back.

I'll do it.

Bye.

You'll do what?

Nothing.

You never tell me about your parents. I know nothing about them.

I don't know. You don't invite me to your house, either. What's wrong?

I don't have an involving mother like you.

Will you come to the cine?

No, pass. There are only girls there.

Gery, so what?

You're coming with me.

And if we don't like the movie, we'll see what we can do...

And to summarize, I have synthesized in this diagram

the most important thing for your children.

And this learning is one of the values that we take into account, especially in 11th grade, when the future is at risk.

In this future, it's very important that our youngsters continue to have pleasure in reading.

They don't always read, so we propose various readings.

All of this is in a teaching system that the educational system of Finland has in focus.

Let's not fool ourselves, we have a lot of work to do.

But, gradually, we are getting closer.

Thank you very much

Hello.

I'm Oliver's father.

How are you?

Hey, how is my son?

Well, he sleeps in class.

And he skips history because he doesn't like the teacher.

It has been very difficult in my family ever since our oldest son died.

Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry.

Sometimes I wanted to talk to Oliver about it, but he does not want to.

He's always cheerful.

Yes, he always is.

And the nervous lawyer asks the witness: "But was that a man or a woman?"

He always tells stories.

Jaume, how are you?

How are you feeling?

Good, much better.

And how is Joan?

In love.

Yes, Monica is fantastic.

She has come to our house twice.

She's lovely.

Yes, she is.

Come on, Jaume.

Bye, Gina.

Bye.

What?

Are we going to your place?

Let's go.

No shit! Marc?

I swear it, in Monica's party.

He licked my ear.

Oh, you didn't tell us.

And I ended up hooking up with him.

And he didn't lick my ear.

You were very horny.

I think Marc has changed this year.

No way.

He's the same hot-headed as always.

Please.

Horrible.

Come on. I'll fix it.

Let's see.

[Joan: How is the bowling alley? I'm very good at it. I'll come if you want.]

Fuck. [Joan: How is the bowling alley? I'm very good at it. I'll come if you want.]

[Joan: How is the bowling alley? I'm very good at it. I'll come if you want.]

It's Joan. [Joan: How is the bowling alley? I'm very good at it. I'll come if you want.]

[Joan: How is the bowling alley? I'm very good at it. I'll come if you want.]

He's pressuring me so he can come.

Seriously, ignore him.

You have the right to do whatever you want. You get me?

- Look, you have to give the boys hell sometimes. - No, I just won't answer him.

I like Joan. But lately, he...

He has been a pain.

A little.

Monica, make things clear with him.

Yeah.

Come on. Attention.

Look, Oksana comes with Gery.

Come on. We said girls only.

She invited me.

How are you?

Okay

Well, show us how manly you are?

No, just that... I don't like sticking my fingers in the holes where everyone has put theirs in.

Oh, sorry.

Okay.

No one tell Joan that Gerard comes.

In theory, there are only girls.

- Relax. - Okay.

Until when will you let him control you?

Give him hell, girl.

You sleep in class.

You skip history.

Merlí is a son of a bitch.

- He's your tutor. He has to tell me. - What a shitty tutor.

Stop doing that.

I'm starting to get tired of your attitude, Oliver.

You think you're living alone?

I would like to.

You would like to?

- Have a job and go independent. - Dad, it's just a way of speaking.

Then before opening your mouth, think of your tone and words.

I've already done that with her.

I'm trying to appear unhappy so she won't be bitter.

Don't you realize what is going on and you don't want to see us sad?

It bothers you that she cries.

It bothers you that it has taken me almost two years to get back to work!

Yes, it bothers me. So what?

We can't live in this funeral atmosphere forever. Can't you see it?

It's not fair of you to ask us to do like you.

Do like me?

What do I do?

You didn't cry for your brother, Oliver.

There's one thing that...

The day we threw his ashes, you wore sneakers.

You knew it was not appropriate to dress like that at a time like that. At least in this family.

I didn't say anything because I didn't have the energy. But if I had...

Look, Oliver.

If your mom and I are sad, you can fuck off.

You repress your bitter face and offensive comments.

And starting from tomorrow, return to history class or you won't finish high school.

[Joan: Do you want to meet at the cine?]

Jesus.

I would like us to be somewhere else.

Maybe yes.

I don't know.

I don't know how long this will last.

Whatever we feel like.

We only fuck.

Are you okay?

I'm going home.

Me, too.

Aren't you leaving?

And you?

This doesn't change.

I'm not pregnant.

You are happy.

Gina.

All this tension... You know?

I wanted it but you didn't.

Frankly, I didn't.

I don't know.

If it happened, go ahead.

But ... I don't know, maybe we can think about it in the future.

Yes?

When? When I'm at the age that I can't be pregnant?

You don't want to have another child?

No, Gina.

I do.

You don't.

I wonder if there is a day I won't have to complain.

I won't leave the library open again. Don't worry.

If you don't want me to worry, charge your battery.

I have this clear: The public subsidy to the state-aided private education should disappear.

I take my children to private school.

I'm sorry, I screwed up.

I think the same about public school, Gloria.

But I know there are little resources. That's why I take my children to private school.

Yes, you can.

But what can't be is that they have both public and private money.

And we're juggling to fit with the tight budget.

Gloria! Gloria.

The war hasn't begun yet.

I'm sorry.

Millan...

The other day, a 11th grader told me that you had gotten confused in class.

I got confused but I picked up the thread.

This happens to everyone.

Millan, you're not okay. You're tense, I understand.

Do you have someone to go with you to the doctor?

If you want, I can go with you...

It's not necessary, Gloria.

I already told you that I want to continue.

Please, don't let anyone know.

Millan, you're not okay, Admit it.

Yes, but...

I'm fine.

Which student told you?

Berta.

Thanks for ratting to my father.

I have done what I had to do as your teacher.

Inform him that you are not going to Coralina's classes.

This is very rare of you, Merlí.

You usually help students not have a go at them.

Listen, Oliver. When I wanted to help you, you gave me hell.

Whatever I do, you'll get mad.

I don't know how to understand you.

Because you can't even put up with yourself.

Okay.

Bye.

Inside, inside!

Monica...

No.

What are you doing?

You.

Why didn't you go to the cine?

There were only girls.

What? Gerard was there.

Come next time. The movie is really nice.

Shut up. Silence.

Shut up and sit down.

Come on, guys, a question:

Which one of you is jealous?

No, of course, you don't want to confess.

According to Freud, we feel jealous when we believe that someone can steal something of our possession.

The jealous one is essentially a possessive person, who wants to have their other half at their disposal as if they were their property.

I recommend you read this Greek tragedy:

"Oedipus Rex", by Sophocles.

I know it, it's brutal.

It's about a guy who fucks his mother. But he killed his father before that.

And when he realizes, he tears his eyes out!

Marc, it's spoiler.

Marc, I wouldn't have summarized it better.

Well, Freud used this myth to explain the Oedipus Complex,

which is the predisposition that children have to idealize their mother.

According to Freud, this complex can mark us when we choose our other half.

In fact, there are men who unconsciously look for a mother in their partner.

Attraction to another person can come from needs and desires and other hidden aspects that form our ego.

I have bad feeling about this unconscious.

It is as if we had a dark part inside our heads.

Yes, Pol, but we all have this unknown part.

That is why psychoanalysis makes sense.

To know some aspects of ourselves that we don't like and don't want to admit.

We would all discover many things about ourselves, Pol,

if we analyze our relationships.

Well, Freud dealt with many issues:

Sexuality, dreams and death as well.

When there is a feeling of loss of a loved one,

Freud speaks of a path, of a process,

in which the person have to work the pain.

The only way to deal with that loss is to admit that it is irreparable.

Oliver.

Oliver.

If you sleep, do it well.

Well, I recommend the movie "Freud" by John Huston,

starring Montgomery Cliff.

Look for it. It's worth the while.

In a week I have to do an assignment.

- And I haven't started anything and the other just says, "Okay, I'll do it." - Berta!

See you later.

Girl, what was you thinking?

Why did you talk about me with other teachers?

I only talked with Gloria.

Only?

Do you want to get me some conflict?

Because if you don't shut up, you'll get it.

Sorry.

I just wanted to know what's going on with you.

Nothing is going on with me. Nothing.

And if I have any problems, it's none of your business!

Is that clear?

I am sorry.

That's it. Thank you.

Yesterday, I met your husband.

I didn't come to the meeting.

I don't want to meet other parents.

Me neither.

I mean I'm Bruno's father. Even if I don't want to, I can't avoid it.

Did my son sleep in class again?

No, no.

He was more cheerful today.

Oliver's escape.

Two weeks after his brother died,

he was already partying with his friends.

My son is proud and doesn't let himself be helped.

But I know you defended him last year when he was laughed at.

Help him now, too, please.

I'm sorry but no.

No?

No.

This is something that I used to do.

I was involved with the problems of the students,

But I learned my lesson. You know?

The director chased me down the hallway.

The parents wanted to kill me

I have too much confidence, and confidence is a pain.

- It can't be a pain. - Yes, pain.

Then they come to me to ask for favors, to tell their personal dramas.

They think I'm their little friend.

Now I just need to go party with them.

I thought you would not mind talking to him.

I already did.

He doesn't accept any help nor does he need a nosy philosophy teacher. You get me?

I'm sorry that you have problems with Oliver but I can't get involved.

What's wrong with Oliver that he falls asleep in philosophy class?

I don't know. It has been for a few days.

You two are friends. Ask him.

I did but he doesn't say anything.

Who is "on fire" is the fucking Gery!

He went alone with the girl to the cine the other day.

- You look more relaxing, jerk. - Tell us about your orgy at the bowling alley.

Amazing.

I was surrounded by chicks.

All the guys were shocked.

But how many girls did you hook up with?

You know... I have enough with my girl.

What movie did you see?

I don't know.

I don't know.

He must spent the whole movie with Oksana!

Monica was next to us and she gave me little hits.

Capdevila didn't go because he preferred to stay at home studying.

It was for girls only.

But he couldn't leave them alone.

What happened is that he's upset because Monica didn't invite him.

You can't stand seeing us together, because Monica ignored you.

It's true.

But you have no idea, Joan.

Monica isn't in love with you. Okay?

Motherfucker!

You're a fucking idiot!

Stop it!

- You fucking idiot. - Stop, dammit!

What is going on? Are you idiots?

Joan, Gerard, come with me.

Luckily, we organized the food bank on time.

Yes, let's see who will do it next year.

The kids are growing up.

University, official girlfriend...

Gerard too.

He has a girlfriend.

Yes, Oksana - the new girl.

Oksana?

Is she an immigrant?

No, she's adopted.

Ah, very good.

Yes, they are very in love. She's beautiful.

Joan, too.

In fact, Monica comes to our place to have meal every Sunday.

She's like family.

We are very lucky with kids.

Yes, very lucky.

But I saw them fighting in the yard.

Joan, what happened?

That moron didn't stop provoking me.

It's him. He's crazy.

And you? You didn't do anything?

Nothing. I swear.

He threw himself at me. He wanted to hit me.

He's always bugging Monica.

Leave her alone, fuck!

But Gerard already has a girlfriend.

This kid can repress his rage a little, right?

What a face, this Gerard.

If Monica makes you happy, go ahead. Whatever they say.

And think: the foundation of a good relationship is trust.

Let it be known that I didn't get involved.

Thank you, Merlí.

Come on, go to class.

You seem to have forgot the values of this school. Go.

- Sometimes, Gerard... - No, it's Joan. He has bad temper.

Nothing, kids' stuffs.

Yes.

The same thing happened to Pol's grandmother.

But... she was very old.

It is very unfair that this happens to Millan this early.

Unbelievable.

He doesn't want anyone to know.

No wonder he was so angry with me.

- Please, I ask you not to tell anyone. - I won't, really.

But what if he doesn't remember the lesson?

I don't know what to tell you.

I have tried to make him understand that hiding it isn't a good idea.

But he...

He wants to fight to keep doing what he likes.

Millan is a very good teacher.

He loves his job a lot.

He doesn't know me. But he can see in me something that others can't.

Or you just don't show it.

That too.

He appreciates me without knowing me.

And I like that.

All Gaul is divided into three parts [In Latin: Gallia est omnis divisa in partes tres]

one of which the Belgae inhabit [Quarum unam incolunt Belgae,]

[Aliam Aquitaine,] the Aquitani another

[Tertiam who ipsorum ... "] in their own...

I have to go to the bathroom. May l?

Yes.

Joan, continue.

[Qui ipsorum lingua Celtae...] who in their own language are called Celts...

Can I go with Monica?

She can't go alone?

I'll be right back.

Go.

Quo vadis"? (Where are you going?)

Monica, wait.

I'm mad at you.

What?

At me?

You tried to hit Gerard and you got mad?

Who went to the movies with Gerard?

"There are only girls. Joan, don't come."

Bullshit.

Be clear. Who do you want to be with?

You're obsessed. You spend time imagining what doesn't exist.

And what is that?

But I see that you don't wear my ring.

- You're not okay, Joan. - It's easy to say it clearly.

Do you want to be with me or with him?

Absolutely not with you.

Monica.

Wait.

I love you.

I'm in love with you.

I just ask you to have it as clear as I do.

What defines a relationship is trust!

Trust?

And what trust do you have in me?

When I look at Gerard, you're already imagining things. You're sick.

Okay, maybe I screwed up.

We'll talk with calm tomorrow.

No, Joan.

There's nothing to talk about.

Don't you get it? I'm tired.

I don't want to be with you.

Are you telling me you're not in love with me?

In other words, you lied to me?

You made me believe that you loved me.

Seriously, Monica, what's going on between the two of us?

Because if it is, I won't give a shit about anything.

Especially the fucking Gery who always comes between us two. Jesus!

You know what, Joan?

When you get so paranoid with Gery, I feel like fucking myself.

Mine is well placed.

Yes, it is but it doesn't have to be.

See? It will be placed exactly to the left.

I am a very detail person.

Well, I'm leaving.

I talked to Gerard about the fight in the yard.

He told me it will not happen again. I am sorry.

He told me that the other provoked him. Bad love, I don't know.

I would ban love from the 11th grade.

What?

I've met so many repeaters because of love stories ...

They play a lot in this course. There is selectivity ...

Yes, you're right with that.

Since childhood, we are taught that love and happiness go together.

And this only happens in fairy tales.

Trying to fulfill themselves through the path of love is a social imposition that makes so many people unhappy...

Yes, yes.

They will have amorous disappointments.

Well, I'm leaving.

Bye.

I'm leaving too.

Bye.

Is this yours?

Yes, thanks.

All good?

Yes.

See you tomorrow.

Monica...

I didn't know where you were.

You didn't return to Latin class.

I didn't feel like it.

Yeah.

I'm sorry about Joan ...

I was angry and I provoked him.

I told him that...

that you weren't in love with him.

You told him that?

Yes, I'm sorry. I crossed the line.

No, you didn't.

It's hard for me to realize...

I'm no longer in love.

No?

He is very possessive.

I don't know. I'm tired and...

We're not together anymore.

Really?

He can't stand that...

you and I talk.

He becomes jealous and ... imagines things.

Well, he's wrong ...

because...

You and I have never kissed...

or hugged.

We didn't say we loved each other or wanted to be together.

Go, Oksana must be waiting for you.

No way.

We don't meet in the afternoon. She always does something.

Are you okay?

I'm in love.

Yes?

Yes.

Well, I'm leaving.

What are you going to do?

I'll stay a little longer.

You always come here when you're depressed, huh?

Okay. What does it mean?

"Run into"...

I think it's a phrasal verb.

Fuck, I don't know. You have internet on your cell?

No way.

Wait, I have mine charged in my room.

Dude, I think I need glasses.

Really?

Yes, man. My eyes get tired sometimes.

What are you doing here?

What is he doing here?

Revision.

Yeah, sure.

Sorry. I've had a day...

Have you seen my phone's charger?

No.

Okay.

"Run into": meet someone by chance.

Meet someone...

It would be:

"Yesterday, I ran into Frank."

It's "ran" because it's past tense. You understand?

Hello!

Oliver.

Oliver.

Wake up.

- What's wrong? - I've told you a thousand times that I don't like you sleeping on the sofa.

- Annoying. - Annoying?

Isn't it easier to do what I ask of you than getting annoyed?

You don't need to yell at me because I understand it perfectly.

I just ask for a little understanding.

I like taking care of the house.

But what's going on here?

He sleeps on the sofa again. And there are crumbs on the carpet.

- You're hysterical. - Oliver, don't talk to your mom like that.

Can you leave me alone?

- And stop yelling, dammit! - Unbelievable. He gets angry.

Go to your room.

What?

You make me go to my room as if I was small?

- It pisses me off.... - Listen to me. You stop talking.

Now you make me shut up?

I didn't want to live in Barcelona.

I had life in Sabadell, and without asking me, you decided to leave.

You know why we came.

Oliver, how would you like to live in Barcelona?

It would have been nice if you asked me, right?

But you didn't because you knew perfectly well that I would have said no.

Because I don't like Barcelona as much as Edgar did.

We came here because he loved it.

Mom, you can see that he's not here.

Don't talk about Edgar.

But it's you who always talks about him.

You always compare me to him! And you're crying all day long.

Mom, Edgar is dead.

Accept it for fucking once like I did.

That's it. Get out, Oliver.

Oliver, get out!

Oliver, get the fuck out. Now!

"You always come here when you're depressed."

I'm an idiot! I don't understand why I said that.

Monica had a sad face...

Aren't you with Oksana, Gerard?

Of course.

I'm with Oksana. Everything is perfect with Oksana.

Yeah. But now that you know Monica is free...

Okay, yes. She's free... but I'm not.

I'm with Oksana and we're doing very well.

Okay, I think she lives around here.

Really? Have you ever come to her house?

No, not yet.

Why don't you invite her to eat on Sunday?

What?

Like we're engaged? No, pass.

Besides, you have to help me do the Research Work.

Oh, I'll help you another day. Come on, that makes me excited.

Look what I found today.

It's a picture of you from when you were little.

Look.

I'll show it to Oksana.

Really?

Give me.

What? You're gorgeous!

Oh, Gerard, I wanted to give you a sibling.

Your father didn't want to.

I don't need siblings.

I'm fine by myself.

Come on, Rufo!

Nil, careful with the sand.

Oksana!?

How are you?

Hello.

Hi.

You have a little brother?

He is not my brother.

He's my son.

Yes, good, Helena, honey.

Okay, let's see when we work together again.

A kiss, I love you.

Bye.

What a pain!

She says she's voting for Citizens.

An actor should not be political.

Yes, you can open many doors... but also close them.

If I said what I think, I would not work here or there.

Oh, I'm sick of them.

Those independent give me headache.

Just do a referendum and we can finish. Do it or not.

Everything ... is a matter ... of money.

Do you think they are excited to hear "The Reapers"?

Those of Convergence is doing well their whole life, that there is no independence.

The only ones who speak clearly are the leftist

[CUP: Candidatura de Unidad Popular: Popular Unity Candidacy - a political party] and those from CUP.

But, of course, they only talk about this topic!

Those from Podemos (a political party)... You say you can do so many things and so cheap?

And those of the PP and the PSOE are afraid of the referendum in case the yes comes out.

They lack the bravery of the English.

Oh, look, let Maragall come back, please.

Maragall is the only politician I have chosen ...

Are you sleeping?

Fuck.

Yes?

Ah, Oliver...

What?

Yes. What?

Ah! I see that at one o'clock this park is full of teachers who talk about personal things with their students.

You gave me your number.

Yeah, but you didn't want it.

I took it.

It doesn't matter. You don't want to listen to me.

I don't know what the fuck I'm doing here.

Wait.

What happened?

Tell me.

It's not necessary. You don't feel like it.

It's okay. That's my problem.

What is your problem, Oliver? Tell me.

That my mother would want me to be dead, not Edgar.

Really?

And how did you come to that conclusion?

I annoy her. She also annoys me. She cries all day. It's unbearable.

It's almost 2 years. Fuck!

Don't you know that you can't overcome the death of your child your whole life?

My father does it better than she does!

He doesn't cry all fucking day!

Okay, it's the tears that pisses you off. Poor thing! You can't stand a mother crying for her child.

Oliver, I'd like to know how many time you have cried for your brother.

Jesus, Merlí! You're obsessed with this topic. I've already told you...

Yes, I know, I know.

That you didn't get along with him,

That you argued every now and then.

So?

Does that mean your brother's death doesn't affect you?

Bullshit!

Look, Oliver, you seem to be happy your whole life, huh?

The "happy flower", the funny guy who always laughs,

The frivolous one who fucks a lot and makes others laugh.

You know what I'm saying?

I don't buy the character you've set up.

- I'm sorry. - What are you saying?

What character, Merlí?

You are a little crazy!

The problem is my mother! She has it in for me.

And your brother?

Fuck no. That's not my problem.

- You're annoying! - And Edgar...

- Shut up! - You're annoying! - And Edgar...

- Shut up!

Shut up.

Say it.

No, fuck!

I have all night. What about Edgar?

Nothing, nothing about Edgar.

And, yes. The day he died, we argued. Happy?

He laughed at me.

He imitated me.

What did he imitate?

Your way of talking or what?

My femininity.

He said I didn't have to show everyone that I'm gay.

And to hurt him, I said I didn't love him.

And I swear at that moment, I felt that way.

And I know that it affected him.

And I was delighted that it affected him.

And he didn't say anything else.

He took the helmet and left.

And an hour later, he called me.

But I didn't pick up.

And that night, the hospital called saying he had crashed against a truck.

Oliver...

Hey, Oliver...

Merlí, I didn't answer his call.

What did he want?

Goodbye, Merlí.

Bye.

Hey, cutie. You aren't talking to me?

- It's your fault that I couldn't sleep. - My fault?

It's not because your girlfriend has a son, right?

Gery, have you taken the child to kindergarten yet?

Come on, don't be mad.

He's messed up.

Daddy!

I know the gossip is very funny and "Wow, unbelievable."

"As always, the hot one ends up getting pregnant."

I could not have the child, but I wanted to have him.

Someone left a notebook in the fridge.

Ah, yes, yes.

Sorry, Millán. It was me who distracted you when you were getting the water.

I don't know why you hid the information from me.

Millan asked me not to say anything.

The bitch number one.

You like to make a joke.

Jesus, yes.

If today you come with me to the lab after philosophy class, we'll do it.

Berta! Berta!

You are all punished.

Come to school this afternoon.

This afternoon?

We don't have class.

You'll be here from 3 to 8.

I have to be here all the afternoon?

Come on, see you later!

Give me your phones, tablets, whatever can be defined as asshole generation.