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What about your mother?

I'm sure she's over there listening.

Gerard, you're not ready to take care of a child.

I don't care that you become like this. I won't break up with Oksana.

Because now Nil, Oksana and I... are a pack.

- I'm tire of your jealousy and your way of... - Of what?

Of being a couple!

- I've given you everything. I'm in love with you. Don't you get it? - Joan!

Ivan...

You're a whore, Mom! You're a whore!

I'm in love with the girl who hates me most in class.

- Ivan! - Get lost, fucking prick!

I've already decided. 3 day expulsion at home.

"My father spends Sundays reading newspapers and my mother listening to music."

But... all this is a lie.

So what?

You think I don't do anything for my kids?

No, you're not here much.

You're always at work, with friends or sleeping.

Your problem is that you have to take care of Pau and make him dinner?

You have know idea what it's like to support a family.

What are those screams? I can hear it from down stair.

Ask your idiotic grandson. He wants to go to Rome to study.

Is that true? You go to Rome to fuck, kid?

- Everything for a fuck. - Dad, is this so hard for you to understand?

It can't be that Coralina is more understanding than you.

Did you talk to Coralina about this?

What kind of conversations do you have with my son?

Private.

Private, but you encourage him to leave for Rome.

It hurts you a lot that Bruno is leaving for Rome.

Why do you make us do this?

Your friend Coralina has rejected me to take you to a collection center.

Since we can't go to shit, shit will come to us.

This is thanks to your great friend who encourages you to go to Rome.

I already have the plane ticket.

Great. I think it's fantastic.

You're in love and you're going to Rome.

How romantic!

It's love that brings you to the beautiful Italy.

Love! Come on, kid. Don't smother me.

Come on, guys.

You can finish up now.

Drop the brooms, rags and everything.

Hey, Merlí! Why do you make us clean?

What does this have to do with philosophy?

I'm going to explain to you.

Come on, silent, dammit. Silent.

I made you pick up trash because I'm going to talk about love.

What are you doing?

Hey, Merlí. You'll clean that up.

Yes.

According to the Slovenian philosopher Slavoj Zizek,

we tend to think the shit will disappear.

We throw it to the trash and it'll end.

Close it and goodbye.

But we all know that the shit will move to other places.

Somewhere in this planet.

Well,...

Zizek says that if we love the world we're living in,

we have to respect equally all of its shit.

And when we fall in love with someone,

why do we only fix on their virtues?

True love, to Zizek, is the opposite.

It means to recognize the imperfection.

Accepting the person with all their defects.

The problem is that we are scared to fall in love.

To fall in love, we look for a person who has very specific characteristics, right?

À la carte.

That one has to think like me, like the same things I do,

has the same sense of humor...

We don't want to take risk.

When we idealize love, we'll put in the other what we want to see.

One thing.

One can't control whether they'll fall in love.

You fall in love and that's it.

What are you saying?

If you don't want to, you won't fall in love.

- What are you saying? You have no fucking idea.

- I'm old enough to control if I want to fall in love or not. - Silent. - What are you saying? You have no fucking idea.

- I'm old enough to control if I want to fall in love or not. - Silent.

Silent, silent.

Zizek says that, in fact, we don't fall in love with the person,

but with the too perfect image that we make ourselves.

We also like to dream about a world without trash.

But guys, shit comes and goes.

It comes and goes everyday.

The same thing happens to the one we're in love with.

They never fit with the image that we make of them.

Truly falling in love is a risky bet

because according to Zikek, true love doesn't idealize the other.

He talks about love and imperfection, as well.

Look at this!

Look! Look how beautiful it is.

The beauty of trash.

Look! It's beautiful!

Love the shit!

Love, true love, love with all its fullness!

Love is spontaneous and isn't based on any fantasy that is ingenuous, romantic, naive and... Italian.

The last Merlí style that I'll put up with.

And the doctor told me that maybe what he has is lactose intolerance.

Something must have happened because it makes the poop a little ugly, you know?

- It made it green. It's softer than the usual. - Water... Aneto... Water.

What are you saying? Aneto?

When I feel disgusted, I think of something fresh.

Like the water in the river when I was little. You know? Near Aneto.

And then I'll get over it.

Okay, you feel disgusted.

- But you understand that I'm worried about Nil, right? - Yes, of course.

But hey, why don't you leave Nil with your parents and we can go partying?

You know that Nil isn't having good sleep. How do you want me to leave him?

What's up, couple?

Sorry.

- See you later. - Okay.

Marc, do you feel like going out today?

No. I have to stay with my brother.

Damn!

Is this school or what the hell is this?

Everyone has children, siblings, stuffs...

Hey, Pol!

Hey!

Is it true that Ivan gets expelled?

3 days.

He insulted Coralina.

It's better for you that he's home, right?

Sooner or later, we'll have to face.

I'm in a mess.

I don't know. He got me the job at the bar.

We did review lessons of English and philosophy together.

How's your English?

Good?

Yes, not excellent, but... yes.

Why? Do you want to review?

It would do well for me.

If you want, I can explain philosophy to you.

I know about philosophy.

Not as much as you.

Monica.

Hey.

Can I speak with you?

- She doesn't want to talk to you. You know that. - You shut up.

- Why are you messing in? - Berta is right.

I don't feel like talking to you, Joan.

Since you're smart, you'll understand, right?

Hey.

Are you feeling okay?

Yes, fine.

I'm fine. A little cold.

I was leaving. Have you seen Gerard?

Yes.

How is he?

He looks fine.

I feel sorry for you.

Isn't it surreal to date a girl that has a son, at this age?

If it means to fuck up, it'll fuck up.

Leave him be.

Listen to me.

Tell Gerard that you're happy that he's dating Oksana.

Make him see that you support their relationship 100%.

And you'll have him back home in a few days.

Maybe you are right.

Take care.

Yes.

Bye.

Oksana!

Hello.

How are you?

I'm fine.

And Nil?

He's with my mother. All good.

I would like to invite you to have snack this afternoon? Is that okay?

Yes, okay.

Mom?

What's going on?

Nothing. I was inviting Oksana and Nil to have afternoon snack today at our house.

Afternoon snack?

Yes, I want to get to know Nil. It makes me excited, Gerard.

If this afternoon isn't convenient, we can do it other day.

No, it's okay with me.

No, let me do it.

Okay, yes.

- But it's a little weird that now you want... - Gerard, don't make it difficult for me.

Yes, that's good.

I know it was hard for me at first, but let me do things right. Okay?

Okay.

Yes.

Great.

See you later. Bye.

Well, Kant's categorical imperative will surely be in the test.

Kant is very difficult.

No. The a priori synthetic judgments, yes.

But the concept of categorical imperative is boring.

You're still hanging up on him.

Not so much...

But, yes.

I'm trying not to talk so much to him.

This happens when we fall in love.

Oh, you also think that you can control when you fall in love?

Of course!

I don't fall in love.

Come on.

Look at Juan and Monica. They are traumatized.

What are you saying? Do you have feeling?

What do you want?

This is an act of manliness. I don't think you're so cold, man.

Especially when I know that you don't have mother and your grandmother died.

I mean...

I guess that affects you.

No, it has nothing to do with it.

- It's not your business, either. - Jesus, Pol!

Sorry. Pol, Pol!

I'm going to the others.

Bye.

Come on, you've played enough.

Now do your homework.

- Tania won't come today? - No. Come on, dammit.

Okay.

What is it?

A gift for a friend from work.

Can I go with you to the hospital?

Yeah.

With the patients?

Poor them.

The last thing they need is you bothering them.

Come on, Pau. If you do some math homework, we will play games together.

Okay?

Okay.

Whose birthday is this?

Birthday? Who said about birthday?

It's for saying goodbye to a co-worker who will change shift.

Pau, I can see you.

Okay.

I thought the shifts couldn't be changed.

No, they can't, theoretically.

The bosses force them on her.

You have a boyfriend?

What? You spend the afternoons out when you can be with Pau.

Do I have a right to have privacy?

You have a boyfriend.

Marc, don't you start!

- You have a girlfriend? - No, it's not the same.

What is this that's bothering you?

At that age, Pau can go home by himself from school.

If one day, I come to pick him up, he'll be embarrassed.

You didn't want me to pick you up because you said you were an adult.

Really, kid, don't smother me!

If one afternoon you have to go out, Pau can be by himself.

He's not 3 years old, he is about to turn 12!

At least, don't bring your dates home.

Not now.

No, no.

There's Pau. I don't want you to bring your fling home.

He's not a fling.

No.

Yeah.

Don't pass it on me. I can't get sick because the premiere is coming.

Didn't I tell you?

It has been touring Spain and stops in Madrid.

Oh, son, you're making a tired face.

Everything hurts.

Do you want a pillow?

It is not necessary.

It's the Cyrano cushion.

Do you know what Cyrano does to a fever of 38 degrees?

I can still feel the scent of Romea.

"Now I understand what this paleness and unhealthy yellowing are."

"Of course, I haven't finished with the events of the week:"

"Saturday 26, at dinner time,"

"Assassination of De Bergerac."

You know it?

Some parts. From when I helped you learn the lines.

I have good memory.

"Cyrano,..."

"Your forehead is burning."

"Soon I will depart to the dark moon,"

"without having to invent the right machine. "

"Despite everything, I'll still have something to take."

"Right, something that I take..."

"And today, when I set foot on the sky,"

"It will shine brightly ... much more than any star."

"It's..."

"It's...?"

"My pride."

The curtain closed.

This doctor is great.

He came right away when Gerard was sick.

He was the tickle doctor.

No, mom, don't tell her that.

He called him tickle doctor because when he touched him, he felt ticklish.

Details aren't necessary. It's childish.

- Oh, Gery. Give me his number. You never know. - Okay.

How about you? Are you happy?

- He's cute. He looks like you. - Yes.

Oh, I think he has pooped.

We have to change his diaper.

Jesus, I forgot the diapers.

Come on, Gerard. Go buy diapers.

Me? Where can I buy that?

The supermarket, Gery.

Fuck, I don't know. I might buy the wrong size. Pass!

You go. He's your son.

I'm leaving now.

Well, I'll go with you if you want.

No need.

What?

He's her son but you're her boyfriend.

And you have to learn to change diapers and other basic things, Gerard.

Mom, I'm fine with Oksana, okay?

But I can't pay attention to whether the kid has pooped.

Gerard, couples help each other.

Now, help me with Nil.

I'm going to get the water.

You have to get more involved. Or you'll soon regret that Oksana has left you.

Fuck, how bad.

Hello.

Hi.

Where is dad?

He's not here. But you have guest.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I told her that she could wait here.

We were talking about Guimera.

- Yes, because I didn't know that Oscar... - I don't understand what you're doing in my house.

Can you leave?

Hey, Pol, I'm freaking out a little.

Then keep freaking out.

- Fuck. - Come on.

Pol, seriously, I just came to apologize.

I told you something without thinking and I thought if I didn't come, I wouldn't sleep in peace.

Then say it and you can sleep in peace.

Okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Sorry.

- Seriously, I didn't know that you had trauma with everything about your mother. - What trauma?

What trauma?

No, not trauma.

I don't know, I keep screwing up.

It doesn't matter, Tania. That's it.

See you later at school, okay?

- Okay. - Relax.

Okay.

- Bye. - Bye!

Jesus, dad. You're making sick face.

Go to bed.

No, I don't want to.

Okay.

You know that I would say many things when I get angry,

but I only think a few.

Your fever has gone up or something?

No, seriously.

I just want you to be happy.

And I know he'll make you happy, that Nicola.

Nicola.

I've wasted my time with you, Bruno.

I suddenly realize

that the people that matter most to me,

I try everything to distance myself from them.

And now I have no right to hold you back. You get me?

Go to Rome, son.

Go to Rome and take this opportunity.

I don't want you to get mad at me.

Dad, I'm not angry.

Sometimes, I'm unbearable.

I can't even stand myself.

But I want you to know that I'm proud of you, Bruno.

Really?

You came to Pol's house?

I know it was bad of me to say that to him. What do you want me to do?

He never invited me.

I was there only once and just by chance.

It was only 2 minutes and he was nervous.

I don't know.

He is ashamed, I think.

The house is a bit old.

A bit?

Like those in the 30s, right?

- Yes. - His grandmother decorated it.

Jesus, when I told him about the trauma about his grandmother and mother...

He looked at me with a face...

You're unbelievable!

You touched his weak spot.

I crossed the line.

- I think I'll apologize to him in the break. - No, don't.

I know Pol.

The worst thing you can do is talk about problems.

Jesus, but we'll have to meet for review lessons. What now?

Fuck, Tania. Seriously, listen to me.

The best way to fix things with Pol

is to act like nothing happened.

But is this the upside down world?

He's like that. He's Pol.

Man, Capdevila, how scary.

What's scary?

I don't know. Lately, you've been making an upset face.

What do you do to go out with so many girls and happy all the time?

The secret is not going out with them.

Or else they'll trap you.

Then they'll fall in love with you and make the face of "where did I go wrong?".

That's why I just fuck and that's it.

Yeah.

But you're not like me.

- You're stuck on Villamore. - Yeah, see how it has turned out.

Now, I'm the bad guy.

Okay, I'm jealous. But she was hanging up on Gery all the time.

Man, I have seen you bickering with Gery for some bullshit.

You have it in for him. He's a good guy.

Besides, he's fucking great with Oksana.

No way.

That girl comes with a little gift. They won't last long.

How you talk reminds me of myself.

I have given everything to Monica.

Fuck. I could see I would marry her someday.

Then, next time you know you don't have to get involved so much...

No, there will be no next time.

- It didn't go well with Monica... - No, Jesus, no.

It didn't go well with Monica and I'm fucked. I lost her.

And maybe I've been wrong, and I swear I won't fucking go back again.

Well, Joanito.

Have you told Monica that you were wrong?

I would do that if I were you.

Is this an advice from Pol Rubio?

Have you apologized to Ivan for fucking his mother?

Who told you that?

You told me you liked a 40-year-old woman.

I know you're working with Ivan's mother.

I put two and two together.

Fucking Capdevila.

Fucking Rubio.

It was what I expected, Nil has lactose intolerance.

From now on, I'll watch what he eats because do you know everything has lactose?

Ah, cool.

- Dude, you're not interested, are you? - No. Of course I am.

Hey, I have plan this afternoon.

I'll go to the bowling alley. Guys only.

You'll go to the park with Nil?

Yes.

Hey, guys, shut up!

My father won't come today. He's sick.

What are you saying?

No, he's fine. But he asked me a favor.

Come.

Can you see me?

Yes.

What's up, Merlí?

We can see and feel you.

I see you now. Yes. Hi!

- Hello! - Good morning, Merlí.

Tomorrow, I'll be with you again,

because I am still recovering.

But today I'll teach from here thanks to technology.

Do you know what Zizek says?

That we're living in a time

when products such as non-caffeine coffee, non-alcoholic beer, non-fat butter... triumph.

It is as if the reality had become distorted.

This guy is the fucking master.

The fucking master, yes sir, Uri.

According to Zizek, our society has become politically correct.

Today there is an excess of "good feeling".

We must say things with tact,

have a conciliatory tone,

so that no one will get offended.

The question is not to complicate things, not to be unkind, to keep us as pure and educated as possible.

That is why Zizek trusts in... love.

Because love is one of the few things that can shake us

and brings us back to reality.

Gerard!

Shut up! I'm watching you.

We know there are things we cannot say,

feelings we don't want to hurt ...

But we can't always act like some pure souls.

To love is to accept imperfection.

And if you have to tell your other half, a friend, your mother or your father what you think,

although it may bother you, you say it.

Because this connects you to reality.

Reality is full of uncomfortable truths, contradictions and even some bad shit.

Does it sound like "I'll tell you this because I love you?"

That's it.

Between parents and children, between friends, between couples and marriages...

there can be cruelty.

Love can be cruel!

No.

"Present perfect"?

No. "Past continous".

Jesus!

Someone is calling?

No, it's my mother. She sent me a text.

Come on. "I was..."

- "Going"? - Yes, good.

"I was going to the cinema."

What does she want?

She's so annoying.

She hasn't taken in that Bruno is gay yet.

She thought we were dating.

Shut up...

Unbelievable! Well, it doesn't matter.

What she wants is me having a boyfriend, whoever it is.

If it were up to her, I would get married tomorrow.

Of course, she's obsessed that you're a virgin, right?

Are you an idiot?

- Well, listen... - You're a fucker?

- Relax! - No.

No relax or any shit. I can't tell you anything because you'll mess it up.

You are always too much.

I understand Ivan perfectly.

- You don't need to say that. - I should be the one saying that.

Great. Great!

Hello!

Hello!

Why are you here so soon?

He's sick.

Oh, my boy.

Let me see.

Oh, fever.

Is your throat sore?

Marc will cover you with a little blanket here on the sofa.

Or do you prefer the bed?

The sofa because there are games.

Oh, games.

Can you leave games when you're sick?

Take that off.

Take this, Marc.

Give him the syrup, I'm going to shower.

This will be fine, honey.

Make him take this because the last time he spited it out.

It's disgusting.

You listen to Marc.

Mom! Mom!

Won't you take him to the doctor?

I'm a nurse, Marc.

Fever and sore throat. He must be having tonsil.

- Give him this and see whether the fever goes down. - I've made plan to go with friends to the bowling alley this afternoon.

I have plan, too.

- Which one is more important? Your time or mine? - Don't yell.

You can be with whoever you want on another day.

You can spend some hours with Pau and when you have to leave, I'll come.

Why don't you tell your friends to come meet you here?

When I was little, my mother didn't let me watch violent movies.

Dude, this is not violent.

No?

No.

What about being gay?

Because the church isn't cool with that.

Ivan.

One is the Vatican and the other is the church.

For me, coming here is something intimate.

When I was little, my family always came to the church.

Saturdays in the afternoon, or Sundays, depends.

It wasn't every week, either. Because if we were on vacations, we wouldn't go.

But now, I rarely come.

I don't need it that much. You know?

You don't need it that much or you no longer believe?

Because if I were a believer and I had a brother who died in an accident, I would stop believing in God.

You can't know that.

Because you neither believe in God nor do you have brothers.

No, I don't have siblings.

There are only me and my mother. That's it.

Don't you think you should forgive her?

Clergyman Oliver...

Come on, man, really.

You will have to do that.

With Pol, too.

No.

Ivan, the day you come back to school, I'll be hysterical.

I'll be hysterical because I don't know what you can do to Pol.

I don't know if you'll throw a chair at his head or you won't look at him.

It's okay that you won't be friends again,

but why don't you take advantage of that no one knows what happened,

to try to stay calm?

That is what God wants.

Awesome, man!

What a shot!

Of course we lose, because Gery is horrible.

Because my fingers were stuck in the holes.

The same thing happens to you with girls?

If you want, I won't play. I'll watch and take note of the results.

Gery...

I want to play with you.

Okay, yes.

Oh, so cute!

Gery, Gery, Gery, your son!

- You have to give him the bottle, Gery, and the porridge. - Do you know how to hold him?

Come on, shut up! Start playing.

What are you doing here?

I didn't come to the only-girl party.

I'm having great time with them. You know?

Look, Gery, I want to tell you that lately, I've seen you going to burst and that you take our thing more seriously, but...

I pass.

The thing with Nil is too much for you.

Well, now you say this.

Yes, a little.

I can't spend months like this. I don't have the patience.

We're done.

Are we breaking up?

But don't you see this outweighs you?

Yes, actually, yes.

But Nil is lovely.

I thought we could all be together.

No, I was in love with you, but...

I had hope.

The problem is that you fall out of love with me when you really knew me.

You've never really cared about me.

I know I screwed up when I hid that I had a son from you.

But you never asked me about my adoption.

You know I was adopted when I was 4?

You know my biological mother had me at 16?

No, you don't know because you don't care.

Why didn't you tell me this?

Am I very hot?

Very.

Mom always says that the fever goes up in the evenings.

You couldn't go with your friends to the bowling alley.

Better.

I don't feel like it.

I see them everyday.

I prefer to be with you now.

Mom also sees her boyfriend a lot.

Not a lot.

She went with him.

Look, Pau.

Mom has the right to have boyfriend,

me girlfriend.

I know. But if your son had fever, wouldn't you stay with him?

Pau, I can't imagine myself having children.

Mom takes care of us from the hospital!

She gave you the syrup and she can afford it thanks to the job she is doing there.

And when she leaves, she wants to be with her other half.

I understand, because I don't have a girlfriend and I would like to.

When I was 11, she gave an unwrapped gift.

Oh yeah?

So?

Does mom want to give me gifts?

Look, Pau, I'll get mad.

Of course she does.

The other day... Well, I shouldn't tell you this, but...

The other day, she asked me ideas for your 12th birthday.

- Really? - Yes, but don't say...

- What is it? Come on. - No, it's a surprise.

And I want you to understand that even though she's not here now,

she's thinking about us, okay?

Okay.

I'll change the towel

Marc!

What?

Why don't you call mom and tell her I'm having fever?

We'll do something better.

We'll go to the hospital to see her.

Now? But I'm having fever.

Let's hope it'll go down and we can go.

She'll be mad.

What are you saying? She'll love it. Don't you want to see the hospital where she works?

Yes.

Come on, I'll take the thermometer and we'll go.

What?

You said to Tania she's a virgin?

It slipped out.

I have never dared talk about that topic.

Because it's true.

Yeah, but the whole class know it. I mean I didn't cross the line too much, right?

Nobody likes to be told ...

I know. But she has to know that I didn't mean anything bad.

I don't know.

Just go apologize to her tomorrow and that's it.

What?

Look, I won't apologize to Tania or anything.

Hi, cuties..

Hi.

How are you?

Fine.

You're having fever.

No, I'm just having a cold.

I said you have a fever.

Touch him. Does he have fever?

Granny...

Ah, of course, that gesture is too "gay" for you.

No way, you'll see...

Come here, Bruno.

Let's see.

Jesus, you're having fever.

See?

I'll go look for the thermometer.

You have to take care if you want to live in Rome.

Live?

But you'll come back after Christmas, right?

Ignore her.

She said "live" because I'll be gone for nearly a month.

I'm very hot, or what?

Yes, that's why you're going to Rome.

You crossed the line with Tania.

Bruno, man.

It's not the time for Pol Rubio to apologize for something?

Please, open the door.

I'm a jerk and I crossed the line.

After fucking my mother, you come to laugh at me?

Can I come in? Or do we have to talk in the hallway?

Man, I don't know why I'm like this?

I'm cold.

Why do I not care that people suffer?

Ivan, when I laughed at you in class, you didn't know how it felt in your place.

- Just like now... - When you screwed my mother.

Yes.

I always have problems because of that.

I hurt people, Ivan.

You're an awesome guy.

You are how you show yourself, you say what you feel, what you think... I don't know why I did that to you.

I admit that I'm a shitty friend.

And you thought I would make it easy for you.

Sorry and that's it? All forgotten?

I'm not talking to my mother.

The only sure thing that I had in this fucking world fucked the guy who laughed at me in class.

I would like to hit you, Pol, hit you non-stop.

Hit me.

If you want me to forgive you, it will be on one condition.

Don't ever hook up with Berta again.

You like Berta?

Don't ask.

Damn, everyone is in love.

Don't say anything. Yes or no?

Okay.

I won't hook up with Berta anymore.

Next station.

Marc?

- Hello? - What happened?

Hi, mom!

Nothing. We came to see you.

Right, Pau?

Yes.

The hospital is so cool, mom.

Yes, very cool.

Marc, come for a second.

- Marc, listen to me... - No, you listen to me.

- I've tried to save you as a mother all afternoon. - Save me? From what?

Make Pau not hate you and make him think that you love him but from afar.

- Are you saying I don't love you? - I'm saying selfish.

I'm tired of you only being with your flings and friends,

and that I have to be a father for Pau.

If you didn't want children, you should have fucked a cock between your knees.

Do you care how the school is for Pau?

No.

Do you know that he has trouble making friends?

And that he can't pass the tests because it's hard for him to concentrate?

You know, because I've told you a thousand times.

But you don't care and ignore everything.

- I've just changed a diaper for an 80-year-old. What do you think? - I think I'm the most mature in this fucking house, really.

I love that I'm immature for working at night.

Son, you have no idea what life is about!

Mom, ask for a change of shifts, please.

And take more care of Pau.

I'll be careful.

You have a rather strange way of showing it.

How can you doubt that I love you, Marc?

- Of course I love you. - Then go there and tell him that!

And start thinking which awesome gift you'll give Pau for his 12th birthday.

That kid deserves everything!

Unbelievable!

You've given me lessons for being a mom.

I've been doing that for a long time.

Marc.

You think I like spending the nights here while you're sleeping?

It's hard, Marc.

But I do it for you even though it doesn't look like it.

We need money to live.

Doing the day shifts means earning less.

Is that what you want?

Yes.

Earn less and be home more.

Hello.

Gerard.

How are you?

I'm not feeling well.

Let's see.

- You don't have fever. - Sure?

- Sure. - I think I do.

Oksana and I broke up.

What are you saying?

It was her. But... she's right.

That was too much for me.

The kid, you know?

But hey, I've learned a lot of things.

- You learn a lot by having someone. - Yes.

Yes, I have learned many things with Merlí, too.

- Could you get me some tea for my sore throat? - Of course.

Thank you.

What?

You know what?

I want to be like Marc Vilaseca.

He's a cheerful guy, never has problems.

I don't know.

Come on.

Since you're not well, I've asked to leave early.

Yes?

Now I go change and we're going home.

Cool.

You know I love you a lot, don't you?

Of course.

Sometimes fathers and mothers are wrong.

I asked for the night shifts to earn more money.

But I promise that I will do my best to change schedules, and spend more time with you two.

I'm not a perfect mother.

It's okay.

You told her, didn't you?

It is your idea to change the schedules.

Mom is like that.

She always wants to have fun.

Relax, from now on, she'll have more fun with us.

And if one day you think she doesn't take a good care of you, I'll do it.

Marc?

What?

If you take care of me...

who will take care of you?

Dad!

Dad!

Coming.

Did it sound?

38.

Have you taken the med yet?

Yes.

Then it'll go down.

I'm cold.

Do you want me to ask grandma to come and do a Moliere monologue?

Don't go.

I didn't move.

Dad,

What you told me yesterday...

I loved it.

Great.

I don't want you to tell anyone in class that I'm going to live in Rome.

There's a little time left and I don't want anyone to know.

I also feel sorry for leaving.

And you don't want to say goodbye to your classmates.

I don't know how my relationship with Nicola will go.

But...

I want to throw myself into the pool.

You taught me to do what I want.

Dad...

If it weren't for you, I would still be locked in the closet.

I love you so much.

Yes, we love each other.

With our imperfections.

But I don't understand why you don't want anyone to know you're going to live in Rome?

Dad, I don't want anyone to know.

I want to do it my way.

You won't tell Pol, either?

After what happened last year, we have a hard time imposing ourselves.

Not so much.

The thing is, we don't want him to be angry with us any more.

Look, your parents have asked me to talk to you.

They are worried.

I don't want to be the guy who is always studying.

What's up? Are you listening?

Mireia...

Why don't you look for another place to live?

I don't know how to talk about the subject.

And two years ago, my brother died.

What with you?

- What about me? - I came with good intention and you answer me with private questions.

But you can call me a virgin like you know a lot about me, right?

There are a lot of handsome guys, Pol.

I know.

- You'll tell me. - Yes.

Pol...

What?

No, just...

It's hard for you to face your loss.

My loss? I don't have loss.

You're losing, Merlí.

Your son is leaving, Merlí.