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[exhales]
I see a pink, cotton-filled cushion.
This is stupid and I don't know why we're doing it.
We are doing this exercise
because it's finally time to face your fears.
But you need to make an effort, María.
But looking at a cushion isn't facing my fears,
it's just facing my poor taste.
Will you just give me drugs?
My sister takes pills.
She's not depressed.
But you're not depressed either.
You wrote that on my sick leave.
No, what I wrote is you have
depressive symptoms that, without therapy,
could cause depression.
If you won't say it to the cushion, say it to me.
Okay?
Do you want me to cry?
I'm not gonna cry.
No, María.
I don't want you to cry.
I just want you to stop fighting your fear.
Because all you're doing
is just letting it keep growing.
It's there.
Take a look.
What do you not wanna see?
It's the end of our hour.
Wanna stay on sick leave at your parents'?
Or end this?
See you next week, okay?
MARIA-__TARAZONA LEFT THE MEETING
HOW WOULD YOU RATE THIS CALL?
PERFECT LIFE
WHEN YOU GET LOST IN THE FOREST
I mean, this retreat is going to fucking suck, dude.
You really should have chosen something else
for my bachelorette party.
Well, sure, but this will be good for Maria,
give her a push, you know?
But thinking about people meditating
makes me want to kill myself.
Well, you are not María, are you?
[cell phone chiming]
[giggling]
Who are you texting?
It's nothing.
- Are you fucking someone? - No.
- Hey. - What?
Maybe you could teach me some tricks
to fuck around in my upcoming marriage, you know?
Let me be clear, okay?
You can't be unfaithful in your marriage
until you've been married for five years.
What, is that in the cheater's manual?
[laughing]
♪ ♪
ESTHER: Oh, hell yes!
We have arrived!
JOSÉ:Really, I don't care,
keep whichever one you prefer,
whichever you want...
This isn't easy for me either, José Antonio.
Just make a little effort, come on.
Do you prefer The Giralda or Zaragoza Cathedral?
Well, fine, if I have to pick,
I pick the Zaragoza, so I'll have a memory of you.
All right, next.
The gondola or the Colosseum from Rome?
- ESTHER: Hiya! - Well, well, with those...
Hold on. The girls are here.
Weren't they coming after dinner?
Yes, yes, please, remember: do not tell Bolita
about the divorce. Nothing.
- Hello, there! - Sup, stranger?
- What's up, mommy? - Oh, sweetie!
- Oh, good hug. - [laughing]
- How was the journey? - How're you, gorgeous?
- It was good. - Hello, Mari Pili,
CRIS: Hi, how are you?
- [chuckling] -Bolita!
- Hey, Bolita! - Hey, what's this?
- Hello! - CRIS: Hi, José Antonio.
- ESTHER: Dad, what's up? -Hello, Cris.
ESTHER: Where are you? I said, where are you?
Where-- Well, I-- I'm in China!
[laughing]
No, no, I-- really, I'm really in China.
Y'know, 'cause-- I mean, I've always--
wanted to visit this country,
and I especially wanted to see the Great Wall.
That's a joke, isn't it? It's a joke, yeah.
He's there, no, he's actually there, honey.
- No, seriously. - He's in China.
But, my wedding, Dad!
Come on, my wedding is in two days!
You know what happened?
Suddenly everyone here went bonkers.
They're talking about a kind of virus...
and they've locked us up,
I'm not allowed to leave the hotel.
But don't worry about it, honey.
[knocking on door]
You two will get to celebrate it together
after he gets back, don't let it worry you.
Oh, uh-- what? What? Wha- what?
[speaking Chinese]
No, uh-- do you-- do you speak English?
[woman speaking Chinese]
[Esther babbling]
[chuckle]
What's up, chunky? Huh?
Your mommy went bananas
and doesn't give a damn about you
'cause her boyfriend dumped her?
- Sweetie... - Yeah?
You have to be nice to your sister.
- [door opens] - She's has depression.
MARÍA: It's not depression.
Just symptoms of it.
- How are you, honey? - Fed up.
Here, she's like a princess.
- You brought the dress? - ESTHER: Ah, shit!
I knew I was forgetting something.
I'm not going.
How could you not go to your sister's wedding?
- I'll lend you a dress. - [phone chiming]
Julia.
Is it the bride?
Love you!
- [chuckling] - MARÍA: Love you!
Love from the family.
Well, except my dad.
He's not coming because he's in China.
Not a word to your sister about the divorce, please.
We'll tell her after the wedding.
You know how she is.
No, it's much better to lay it on me.
'Cause I'm depressed.
But wait-- wait a moment,
you're really gonna be divorced?
Yes, I am.
Oh, so he's not really in China, then.
No, he's in China.
- Of course he's in China. - Ah.
How are you doing?
I'm okay.
[chuckles]
CRIS: Woo-hee!
Look at the croissant.
Here.
Look, this'll look great on you.
[laughing]
You don't have a more discreet one?
In your size, no.
That one is from when I was skinny.
- Oh, look who it is! - Oh, come here...
- Come here, there we go. - You get to go with Granny!
You want to come with grandma, baby?
- CRIS: Hooray! - ESTHER: All right, family.
- Thank you, honey. - Sweetie pie!
- [laughing] - I could eat you!
- Bye, mom. - Bye, darling.
So, look!
Say "See ya, mommy."
MARÍA: Bye, baby. Behave yourself.
Give him a kiss or something, honey.
Come on, Mary.
Uh...
What pressure, geez.
- Okay, look. - Aw.
- Yes, there you go! - See you, Juanito.
Have fun at your bachelorette!
See you at the wedding.
- Goodbye! - CRIS: Goodbye!
- See you! Wave to her! - Bye, kiddo!
Mommy loves you so much.
Bye! Bye!
ESTHER: Cris, GPS.
- CRIS: What? - ESTHER: Lloret de Mar.
CRIS: Oh, I'm on it. I'm on it.
To Lloret de Mar.
What's in Lloret de Mar?
We're going to Lloret de Mar?
Yeah.
No, see, I told you I'd come
if there were no parties, drugs, strippers, nothing.
[laughing]
But this great spiritual retreat's in Lloret.
- [kiss] - Why's it in Lloret?
It just is.
It's a fucking awesome yoga center.
And quit complaining because we organized
this bachelorette party for you.
- We did. - It'll be fucking great
to meditate and do yoga, Mary.
It'll help you forget Xosé and everything.
Look, hey. This song will get you going.
This is our jam.
[singing]
This is our jam, Mary!
[singing in Spanish]
[disco music playing]
[singing in Spanish]
Whoo!
[music in Spanish]
THE HOME OF TAO
Look how pretty it is, sweetie.
Nature.
This is gonna be good for you.
You'll completely relax.
But, what is this place?
Eden?
Well, you know these spiritual ladies
are more laid back, honey.
No hang ups about their body.
- WOMAN: Hi. - Hello.
- Hey! - Are you Cristina?
Yes, and this is María and Esther.
- What's up? - Hello, Esther.
- Nice to meet you. - I was just about to call you
because I didn't know if you were still coming.
Oh. Sorry, we're a little late because we drove from Aragón.
Aragón? So pretty there!
- [chuckling] - I'm sure you ladies are tired.
- Yes, extremely. - A bit, yeah.
WOMAN: Well, I'll be brief.
You missed the very first lesson.
- Oh, no. - But that's all right.
And did you bring the quartz eggs?
Oh, man, I forgot.
- Quartz for what? - For the energy, Mary.
It's fine. Here.
Choose the one you like the most.
CRIS: Wow, so smooth!
- Just touching it is relaxing. - [chuckle]
- It is? - Oh, yeah.
Then I want a big one.
I recommend taking one that's smaller.
Those are easier to put in.
Put in where?
In your vagina.
- [laughing] - Ah.
Then I guess I'll just take
this little one here instead, okay?
- Oh, sure. - I want a bigger one.
This one.
I'm not putting anything up my vagina.
What were you expecting?
It's called a freaking "tantric retreat."
Dude, I have no idea.
I just saw photos of women in the forest
with flowers in their hair
and I thought it looked relaxing, okay?
- Let's go. - What? Why?
- Hey! - No fucking way.
We came and picked you up in Tarazona!
So what?
Well, it's my bachelorette and I don't want you to go.
Are you guilt tripping someone with depression?
Wait! Wasn't it just symptoms, Mary?
They could lead to depression, all right?
Okay, Mary, honey, we're already here.
And it's peaceful.
And it might help fix your issue.
Your pussy.
Your pussy has issues?
I'm completely fine,
I just don't want a stone up there, okay?
I just wanna get out of here.
All right, we either stick
these rocks up our cunts, or...
we go find a party in Lloret.
[singing]
[pop]
[phone ringing]
I'm sorry, Gari.
- Hello, Con-- - I am sorry, I was peeing.
Hi, Conchita.
I've got an appointment with Xosé now.
- Uh, no. - No?
You're like, super early, dude.
I know, but-- but can he see me now?
He's in the kitchen.
All right, I'll go and look for him, okay?
Okay. Good luck, cutie.
Hey.
Um, they said you were here.
But didn't we say at six?
Yeah, I got here early.
And I've come here to tell you
that I want to change my case worker.
As a client here,
I'm entitled to choose a professional who provides--
better support.
All right?
- If that's what you want-- - Yes, it's what I want.
That's why I came here.
But are you sure?
It's been ten years, Gari.
Yeah, but--
But I-- right now,
I don't want you to be my case worker.
Okay.
And now, if you don't mind...
Everything was awesome, this whole time.
Okay, bye.
God.
[sigh]
INSTRUCTOR: We move our hips, gently.
[man clearing throat]
That's good.
STUDENT: Look, your boyfriend!
INSTRUCTOR: And then we make circular movements
on the ball.
[door closes]
MONI: Gari!
Hello, Moni.
So, didn't know you were here.
You have a painting class?
If you don't want to be with me,
you have to tell me.
I don't like it when you don't answer my calls.
And I wasn't in painting class.
I was in Pilates, okay?
Okay, but I do want to be with you.
Life's been kinda, you know,
complicated for me lately.
Yeah, I know that.
But I'm your girlfriend.
If you don't tell me what's going on,
how am I supposed to help you?
All right, sure
I'm sad, okay?
Why?
Tell me,
because you didn't pass the driver's test?
I can help you.
Mm-hm.
You goof.
Next time just tell me things.
I can help if I know what you're going through.
- Okay. - Okay?
I love you.
I love you, too.
I love you so much.
Back at you.
[bird chirping]
Look!
- Shh... - [bird chirping]
Look.
MONI: I didn't know you liked birds.
- Yeah. - [bird chirping]
My grandpa, he always used to pick them up
when they fell out of their nests.
Especially the...
the smallest ones.
- [bird chirping] - Poor little things.
GARI: We'll have to give it a name.
MONI: Uhh...
Antonio Orozco.
What do you think?
[giggle] Okay.
That sounds great.
- Hi, Antonio. - [bird chirping]
[chuckles]
INSTRUCTOR: María, Cristina and Esther
thought they were coming to a yoga retreat.
[laughing]
And not for tantric exploration.
But relax,
this isn't a class about how to squirt
or how to masturbate, uh, better,
that's all fantastic, right?
And I highly recommend it.
Those avenues are well worth exploring
but what we'll do is different.
Tonight, we're going to take a journey
to find ourselves again
and the energy of the womb.
Hm? All right?
Whether it's there physically or not.
And also to become reconciled with our shadow selves, okay?
That's something that's a bit more difficult to do.
I'll give you some tools to help you
and you'll make the decision
if you're going to use these
or not, and how.
The first tool is stories.
Because they use the magic power of words.
So, I'll read you a story.
It starts like this:
"Don't go into the forest.
"Please, don't go out, they said.
"Why shouldn't I go into the forest tonight?,' she asked.
"There is a huge wolf in the forest,
"and it eats people like you.
"Don't go into the forest
"or you will encounter a thousand perils.
"This is my life, not a fairy tale, she replied.
"Something tells me I must go into the forest
"and meet the wolf.
"Otherwise, my life...
"is never going to change.
"If you don't go into the forest,
nothing will ever happen."
"And your life
won't be able to start."
"Women Who Run with the Wolves,"
Clarissa Pinkola Estés.
[phone clicking]
And now, wild women,
we'll go to the forest.
- CRIS: Now? - INSTRUCTOR: Yes.
Honey, I think I'm going to go back to the room.
Wanna join?
I figure I might as well stay.
- Yeah? - Since we're here.
Okay, tell me about it tomorrow.
[kiss]
[distant howling]
[phone clicking]
ESTHER: Dude, your tattoos are so freaking cool.
IRIS: You like them?
The shrimp kicks ass.
[laugh]
I'll ink you whenever you want.
Are you a tattoo artist or what?
Yeah, sure
It's amazing, dude.
Here in Lloret,
I just tattoo and feel super connected to nature.
It's like I've reconnected
with the deepest part of my being, you know?
That's sweet.
It's so sweet that--
that you've found your place, you know?
Know what San Pedro is?
Isn't it a cactus?
Sort of like peyote or something?
Super close.
With this stuff,
you learn more about yourself in two hours
than years of therapy.
The trip is ridiculous
All right.
[cap clinking]
- So do I just take a swig? - Take a sip.
Aargh! Blaggh! That is disgusting!
[chuckling] It's bitter, right?
Bwaagh!
All right, one more.
Would you ink me?
Mm-hm.
Of course, I said I would.
[blowing smoke]
What kind do you want?
The small guy from "Once Upon a Time: Life."
The good one,
I mean, the one who killed the viruses.
- The bearded one? - Yeah!
[laughing]
[laughing continues]
It's best if we walk in silence,
because that way we connect
with the energy in the forest.
And remember: if you're afraid, you're not alone.
The feminine energy is with you.
[music]
Are you all right?
You know, I--
No, I think I'll go back to the room.
You sure?
Yeah, I don't feel well.
Okay.
I, um--
I'll try another day.
Everything is fine.
Thanks.
Good night, then.
[owl hooting]
- [moan] - [phone chimes]
ÁLEX: "Imagine I'm putting another finger inside you..."
[sigh]
- [moan] - [phone chimes]
ÁLEX: "I want you to come..."
- [door opens] - [gasp]
- [door closes] - [clear throat]
MARIA: Oh, were you touching yourself?
No.
[chuckles]
Weren't you going to the forest?
No, it was cold and dark.
Where did Esther go?
- She wasn't with us. - No idea where she is.
[phone chimes]
Damnit, I bet she's run off somewhere.
PABLO: "Darling, you don't know how much I miss you..."
[sigh]
Are you chatting with that guy?
No, it's a message from Pablo.
What did he say?
Nothing, it's just kid stuff.
Okay, good night.
CRIS: Night-night.
CRIS: "I'm crazy about you, Álex,
I wanna share everything with you!"
[phone clicks]
[rooster crowing]
[phone chimes]
ESTHER:Guys...
I'm beginning to see the truth.
There's so much clarity...
I'm on a fucking mind-bending trip, dudes!
I'm gonna stay here, okay?
See you when you finish the retreat.
- Well... - Honestly...
I'm in shock right now.
[phone chimes]
ESTHER:Oh, and bring me my wallet.
I think I left it there.
- [sigh] - Jesus.
I can't believe it.
I mean first, she drags me here,
and then abandons me.
And she wants me to find her wallet?
I feel super anxious right now.
Well, just relax, it'll be okay.
Oh, hey, Mary, I want to ask--
What?
So say that last night I sent a message
and he still hasn't replied to it
texting again would be super thirsty, right?
- What was the message? - Yeah, it'd be too thirsty
I can't breathe.
I'm getting breakfast.
Okay...
Were there emojis?
Yes.
That's super thirsty, don't text him.
I knew it!
Hey, wait for me.
Wait, I'm coming too.
I know dad, but I mean,
it was the-- the veterinarian who--
who said we should take it
to the bird sanctuary right now.
No, because the-- the sanctuary can only be reached in a car.
[sighs]
Talk to you later.
If I had a license--
then we-- then we could go there by car.
- Who are you calling? - It's Xosé.
If you call him, you can go by yourself.
Because-- I'm not going, okay?
[sigh]
[bird chirping]
[phone vibrating]
MARÍA DEL PILAR:Hiya! Look who's here, Juanito!
It's daddy!
Hi, there, Juanito!
We've just arrived at María's home.
We wanted to come before the wedding to relax a bit.
Do you want to see Juanito?
I-- I need to go do a thing, María del Pilar.
I'll-- I'll call you when I'm done, okay?
Okay! You can come and bathe him if you want.
Hey, uh, Gari.
I can take you there on the way back.
- What? - Sorry, Ma-- María del Pilar.
Look, I don't think I'll be able to make it.
Uh, I'll-- I'll call you back.
- See you soon. - Bye, bye, hon.
Why don't you want to see Juanito?
You're not my counselor.
- Okay? - Okay.
We're used to showing our vulva and vagina
when we go for a checkup at the gynecologist.
But we never really spend time
taking a good look at ourselves.
And there are women who feel conflicted about looking.
We've been taught that it's ugly,
that it smells bad--
I panic when someone eats me out
without turning the lights off.
- Right. - [soft laugh]
Well, I just don't let them.
[laughing]
Well, I-- I have a complex.
'Cause I don't have much hair.
What's the matter? Do you get embarrassed?
Yes.
Well, we had our daughter.
Well, Ana, had our daughter.
And we went through a process...
Uh, personally, it was difficult for...
me to look at it, right?
I could tell it had-- that it had changed.
- Yeah? - Right.
INSTRUCTOR: How long did that process last?
It took me about...
- A year. - A year?
- Yeah. - INSTRUCTOR: That's incredible.
- Okay, beautiful ladies. - [laughing]
The time has come.
I'm going to hand out mirrors
and we are going to peek at our vulvas.
- INSTRUCTOR: All right? - Okay.
Our beautiful and marvelous vulvas.
- Yoo-hoo! - Here we go.
A mirror for each one of you.
I'm going to the bathroom for a sec...
INSTRUCTOR: Yes, yes, of course.
The important thing is to feel comfortable.
[sighs]
VET: And you brought him all the way from Barcelona?
- MONI: Yes. - VET: Gosh, that's cool.
Well, it looks like Antonio has an injured wing.
Does that mean he won't be able to fly anymore?
- No, he'll be fine in a week. - Oh.
Would he have died if we hadn't brought him to you?
Possibly.
Thanks for bringing him.
What's up, cutie pie?
[bird chirping]
[door creaking]
We saved a life today.
Give me five.
Give me five... What's wrong?
We saved a life because Xosé brought us here.
So what?
You and I could never have gotten here by ourselves.
But the important thing is we did.
Can you open it, please?
No, no, don't open it.
What's the matter?
[exhales sharply]
I don't want to have a disability.
Don't say that.
But it's true.
If I can't even get my-- my license,
how can I be a dad?
I'm sick of it,
I'm-- I'm pathetic.
No, you're not pathetic.
And honestly, fuck anyone who says so.
Yes, we're disabled,
but we are able to do so many things.
You don't have to prove a thing to anyone.
You have value.
You're not gonna say anything?
I don't think I am the right person to give advice on this.
Why?
Because of María?
What's up with María?
Well, we broke up.
But don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, okay?
Then why?
Well...
Because I'm a coward.
I got freaked out and, um...
And I ran away, like always.
I'm not as brave as you are.
I mean, shit, you took the exam.
That's fucking awesome.
Can I give you a piece of advice?
Just one, then I'll be quiet.
As a friend,
not as a counselor.
Keep being brave and go see Juanito.
He didn't do anything.
Don't quit seeing him
He fucking loves you, you can tell, man.
Okay.
Whenever you're ready, we'll go.
[car door opens]
[car door closes]
Are you all right?
[engine starts]
What are you doing here?
Oh, babe, I texted him.
I think it made it worse.
But I told you not to.
Well, yeah, but I did.
Can I tell you about it?
Distract you from your drama?
So we've been sending each other sexy messages, right?
Okay.
And last night I wrote:
"I'm crazy about you,
"I wanna share everything with you."
Okay?
Perhaps "everything" was a bit excessive?
It's just a word, babe.
Come on, María, focus, okay?
Okay, let me see.
- Hey! - Listen to me for a sec.
Let's go to Barcelona.
Let's go get Esther from who knows where,
and I can relax at my house.
- María, give me my phone. - Go to Barcelona, and I will.
Are you a child?
- Just give me my phone. - All right, sorry.
You're right. I was impulsive.
All right, but let me finish, I wasn't done.
I know he's been online, I've seen him.
He was last seen online
at 5:45 last night,
which was after he sent that message.
I know he saw it.
Okay, Cris, one second.
Give me my phone, María.
- This guy is a douchebag - [sucking teeth]
If he didn't reply to that beautiful message
he's not worth it.
- [phone chimes] - Give me the fucking phone!
Did Alex text me?
We'll check in the car.
We're going to Barcelona, and chill out, we'll just--
Give it to me, Maria! what the fuck--
[María gasps]
Did you see if that was from Alex?
- No, I didn't. - Jesus, Maria!
I'm gonna kill you.
I swear I'll kill you.
- Cris! - Leave me alone!
MARÍA: Maybe try rice?
Thanks for the ride.
[seatbelt zipping, car door opens]
[car door closes]
Goodbye!
Um...
Mayb-- maybe I'll reconsider changing counselors.
You sure?
[laughing]
- Bye. - Bye.
See ya.
[doorbell rings]
Oh, hi!
Oh, Juanito, look who's here.
There you go, honey,
I'm so glad you're here.
- Aw... - Hi.
[giggling]
♪ ♪
[baby cooing]
I'm not sure that's gonna fix it.
Don't speak to me.
Maybe your card will work in my phone.
No, I need a phone from this millennium.
Sorry I don't have one that costs a fortune.
Give me your phone.
Pass code?
What are you doing?
Calling a cab to go to Lloret
to get a phone, María.
So I'm getting left here alone, huh?
You're not alone, honey.
There are tons of people around here.
Okay, maybe you could try a bit, huh?
You're here to work on your wellbeing
We can't do it for you.
You have to do it.
23-10.
Thank you.
Hello, morning. I need a smart phone.
An iPhone. Whichever, I don't care.
- Yes, just a sec, please. - Thanks.
- It's a 1,000 euros. - Charge it.
Thanks.
[creaking]
[birds chirping]
YOU HAVE NO NEW MESSAGES
[sighs]
CRIS: "Hey, I had some trouble with my phone,
not sure if you texted."
[phone chimes]
ÁLEX: "Sorry. Busy at work."
CRIS: "Are you okay?"
"Something wrong with me?"
ÁLEX: "Dude, I think we can survive a day
without texting one another..."
♪ ♪
INSTRUCTOR: "Don't go into the forest.
Please don't go out," they said.
"Why shouldn't I go into the forest tonight?," she asked.
"There is a huge wolf in the forest,
and it eats people like you."
"Don't go into the forest
or you will encounter a thousand perils."
"This is my life,
not a fairy tale", she replied.
"Something tells me
"I must go into the forest
and meet the wolf."
"Otherwise,
[gasps]
my life is never going to change."
[panting]
[heart beat booming]
[panting]
[phone chiming]
[heavy breathing]
María!
Laura...
What happened?
Laura, I just can't stop crying.
LAURA:Okay, okay, okay.
Take it easy, María, that's good.
That's really good.
- I'm scared. - Of what?
That this will never stop.
Which part?
It hurts, this pain in my chest.
Okay.
The pain you feel in your chest,
just breathe through it.
- Breathe through it. - [sniffle]
Don't-- don't run away from that feeling.
- Okay. - Breathe through it.
- Accept it, okay, María? - Yeah.
Breathe.
Okay?
[breathing more calmly]
There you go.
There you go.
- [crying] - How are you feeling now?
[sniffles]
[shaky breath] Like I'm gonna end up alone.
I'm in pain.
María, right now
is the moment you can start to process
that fear we've been talking about this whole time, okay?
María...
You just took a huge step.
Okay.
Thank you, Laura.
Thank you.
[breathing heavily]
♪ ♪
♪ ♪
- CRIS: Pablo... - PABLO:Cris.
What's up?
We need to talk.
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[laughing]
[phone chimes]
ESTHER: I swear to fucking God,
I'm looking at my feet.
No, no, no, girls, it's not that I'm looking down
and I see my feet.
It's just they are in front of me.
After the ankle...
there is nobody.
Wait, wait-- No, no, no! Don't leave!
Don't leave! Right.
The thing is that my feet don't want to get married.
My feet don't want to get married.
I'm not getting married!
[wolf howling]
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