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Reinvent yourself.

That means you have to leave
your comfort zone.

It's very fashionable.
What if I don't want to?

What if I'm fine here?

And "never change"

refers to the horrible
expression "be yourself."

Thoughts?

Do people change?

Are we the same person
we were 5 years ago?

Heraclitus said

we have a problem defining identity

because we need
two contradictory things to define it:

what always stays the same

and what always changes.

That's the paradox of identity.

If we're always ourselves,

nothing would happen to us
or it would change us.

And if things always happen,

who do they happen to?

Aristotle apparently
solves this problem

by separating
substance from accidents.

Go ahead.

When Aristotle says "accidents",

what does he mean?

Accidents are one way
to define being.

Like action and potential, right?

Yes. For Aristotle, the full realisation

of being anything is the passing
from potential to action.

Meaning entelechy
is known as the action.

Exactly.

Any questions?

Yes, look, you said:

"The full realisation
of the being anything

is the passing
from potential to action."

When you say "being anything",

do you mean…

substance, accidents
or both at the same time?

Damn, we'll be here forever.

I'm referring to essence,

without which
nothing can be what it is.

There you have it, kid.

Ortega y Gasset used to say:

"I am myself and my circumstances."

We could say people are two things:

what doesn't change and what does.

We are and we aren't
at the same time.

That's the title
of your next project.

It's voluntary,
only to raise your grade.

Have you seen Rai?

No.

Not at all.

Biel, thanks for
the questions you asked.

They helped me
understand Montoliu better.

Oh, no problem.

I understood it perfectly
in the end.

Of course,
sometimes the subject is hard.

It happens to me too.

Well…

Are we going to the bar?

Let's go.
-Not with you.

Is there a problem?

Were you like that in high school?

Like what?

Did you have to prove
you were the best in the class?

I don't need to prove…
-You do.

You do need to.

Besides, you laugh at your friends
when they ask.

No, Minerva,…
-I think it's offensive, Pol.

I don't recognise you.

If you're really like that,
I don't like you.

Okay, good, it is what it is. Bye.

Goodbye, handsome.

Fuck off, moron!
-Asshole!

MERLÍ:
DARE TO KNOW

RIVER

What?

Hey, what are you doing?
Coming to class or not?

What time is it?

Eleven.

You skipped Montoliu's class.
We have Logic at 12.

He's going to give us
a dose of empty sets.

Okay.

One thing.

Have you done something
to Minerva? She seems anxious.

No, I haven't. Why?

I had to leave
because she went off on me.

What did you do to make her angry?

Nothing.

She says I show off
saying what I know about substance.

But Biel wasn't getting it

and she defended him.

I don't care,
she can suck it, you know?

Anyways.

Hey, Rai? Are you there?

Why are you still here?

Did you just arrive
or were you already here?

I just arrived.

Well?

Are you not going to tell me
what you did with Dad's portrait?

Did you throw it away?

Relax, the portrait is fine.

Honestly,

I think it's better for everyone
not having it in the library.

We can put yours up
when you finish.

I like how you paint.

Stop sucking up. I'm not dumb.

It's true.

Hello, hello!

Vicky, Henry is waiting
for you in the car.

Why are you here?

I'm going to play tennis with Rai.

Will you get ready?

Yes.

I have a Skype meeting
with the people in Madrid.

What's the point
in seeing people's faces

while talking on the phone?

Say hi to Julia.
-Okay.

Feed Cosmo before you leave.

Biel,

want to do
the philosophy project together?

You and I? Yes, of course.

Well,…
-You're doing it together?

Yes, but don't worry,
I'll find someone.

No, I'd hate to intrude.

You're not intruding.
-Don't worry.

We hadn't started yet.

Sorry about the scene
I made with Pol.

It's okay.
-Don't worry.

He's so pedantic, it's annoying.

If people in class have doubts,
they have to ask.

We're here to learn.
-Yes, yes.

Look at him.
-Let's try to get along.

Hey, Pol!

Want to do the project with me?

You want to work with me?

I'm an expert
and laugh at dumb people.

I'll get over it.

When you have doubts in class,

go to the professor's office
later to ask.

What's this?
-For you.

You know I hate motivational mugs.

Oh, of course.

You don't have to change,
you're perfect.

The popular professor.

And you're pretty too.

Green tea.

Yes?

No, I'm here…

He's here for me.

Sit, please.

I just wanted to…

Well, I had questions.

Yes, no problem.
Ask whatever you want.

Let's see,

does separating

substance from accidents

mean that identity is lost?

No.

According to Aristotle,
they both make up the being.

Okay, the substance…

The people in class might be smart

and know what it is,

but I don't.

They might not know either,

but they're not brave
enough to ask.

What is substance?

Have you ever swum in a river?

Two formulas
are logically equivalent

if they have the same value
in the whole equation.

We can formulate it
more precisely if we say

alpha is equivalent to beta,

if and only if,

in the entire "V" equation,

"V" of alpha is equal

to "V" of beta.

But also…
I hope you're writing this down.

Take into account,
this is very important,

that alpha is equivalent to beta

if and only if

not alpha

is equivalent

to not beta.

I saw you were interested

in my explanation about substance.

Me? Not at all.

It's not true.

You were listening.

I passed metaphysics
back in the day.

I know what substance is, sweetie.

I know the river metaphor.

I'm leaving.

Enjoy your mug

and your thermos of green tea.

It's tea, end of story.

It might be today,

but we know
what we're talking about.

Are you judging me, Silvia?

No, you've already condemned me.

I'm only saying it because I care.

Instead of hiding,
you should face this

and your issue with your daughter.

Don't even think
about crossing that line.

We're friends, not therapists.

I've already crossed that line.

Hey!

Susana! What are you doing here?

That's what I'm asking.
I don't like the centre,

but there's a dry cleaner here
that leaves coats good as new.

Wow. It's the same.

Did you study here?

Hispanic Philology, like Ester.

Oh, the pond!

With the fish…

How nice.

Yes, we met here.

She was finishing
her degree when I was starting.

I'm much younger.

Shall we have lunch together?

My treat. There's a great new
Japanese place on Ganduxer Street.

Susana, I don't know
if we should eat together…

Okay, okay. It was just for a chat.

I assume you have class. I'll go.

Such memories.

See you later.

I'm so nervous.

I have a backache.

Do you know how to massage?

No, but what do I have to do?

Stop. Press here, look.

There.

Too much? Too little?
-Stronger.

Biel, you're really good.

What a shit day.

If you want, we could go
and get some red velvet cake.

How do you know
I like red velvet cake?

You said so. Don't you remember?

What a good memory.

It's true, I love it.

I'll confess something to you:

that cake turns me on.

Rai.

This one looks better
than the grey one.

Hello!
-If you say so.

If he's that happy,
he's with someone.

Hello!

Dad, you look great!

Hello, I'm Gloria.

Oti, nice to meet you.

Hello.
-Hello.

I'm Pol's biological dad.

We don't look alike,

but I can take a DNA test.

Why so smartly dressed?
-I'll change and we can go.

Pol, I'm taking your dad

to a piano concert
at the concert hall.

It was about time.

One has to adapt
to the new situation

and face the unknown.

I didn't come up with that.
Eduard, the kiosk guy, did.

Go on.

We had a map like that at home.

My mum threw it out.

Mum.

Hello, sweetie.

Jesus, why are you here?

Don't tell your dad.
I wanted to see you.

Are you okay?
-Yes.

I'm glad.

They smell good,

these flowers.

I wanted to tell you
I don't want you to think

that I spent the weekend at home

with friends,
toasting with champagne.

Don't you think I look good?

Well, I'm working.

If my asshole boss sees me…

Yes, I'll go now.

I like seeing you work.

I can't wait to watch
some films with you.

Me too.

Goodbye, sweetie.

Are you waiting
for news from Argentina?

It's nice to be with you.

We don't have to define
what we have.

We're simply fine.

And you maybe

make me sleepy.

Three substances:

the soul, "res cogitans",

matter, "res extensa",

and God, "res infinita."

I don't like Descartes.

Well, Hume dragged him.

That one. Let's focus on Hume.

Come on, Hume then.
-Actually, let's rest.

You're acting like my boyfriend,
so academic.

He doesn't realise what he has.

How are you and Rai doing?

We're friends.

I'm not dumb. I see
him flirting with Minerva.

It's normal, Minerva is pretty.

You're the first bisexual I've met.

What are you doing?

I'm imagining you

with Biel's blue eyes

and Rai's bumpy nose.

Because let's be real,

Rai

isn't your typical handsome guy,

but he has an aura.

His nose

and package.

Don't say you haven't looked
at Rai's package.

Yes.

The "res extensa."

But he doesn't have a beard.

You do.

Can I?

How cool.

I love it touching me
while making out.

Since you like
both girls and guys,

you know about a soft makeout

or an itchy one.

Oti, come on…

Explain David Hume.

Here, please.

Write with your fingers
on my back.

Hume

drags the idea of substance.

Because we can't perceive it,

we have no idea about substance.

Meaning it's like…

like a unicorn.

Okay.

It's pure fiction.

Therefore, I don't exist.

Exactly.

Because I can't see
your true being.

Wait.

Being.

I perceive

your form,

your touch,

your smell,

but there's no rational reasoning

to believe in
the existence of being.

I want it to itch.

I want it to itch a lot.

I can't believe you skipped class.

Asshole.

The public system
gives you the chance to learn,

and you stay at home.

Water.

Can you live with that burden?

Can you live with being
such an asshole?

Are you coming or not?

I think I'll stay here.

Minerva hates me, you ghost me

and Biel thinks I laugh at him.

Be honest,
did you laugh at him or not?

A little bit.

At last I've managed to rid
myself of year three Logic.

Oh, perfect.

Coffee, please.
-Two.

Orange juice.

Freshly squeezed.

Oh, shit!

Thirty, thirty.

Oh!

We're changing partners one day!

I always lose with her.

I want to be with you, Ester.

It's not like Ester
is Steffi Graff!

That sounded very 90s of you.

Come on, play.
-Come on, Vicky!

Start.

Do an ace like Navratilova.

Out!
-What do you mean?

That was inside, Ester!

Susana, what's wrong with you?

Ignore her, it's fine.

The ball landed outside.

Don't you see?
-No, me?

You don't see anything!

Ladies, why don't we take a break?

No, no. I don't need a break.

You stop. Come on.

What's her deal?

Fuck! You hurt her.

I'm sorry, Judith!

No, no! You're not sorry!

It could have been me. I'm fed up!

Susana, relax.

No, I don't want to.
I'm sick of being shut up.

Be more careful, Ester!

It was an accident.

Yes, everything is accidental.

She also fucks
your son accidentally.

No, Vicky, no.

It's not true.

You're no saint either, sister.

You've been fucking
the Mexican for a while.

You're fucking your nephew?

Since when?

Was he a minor?
-No!

You disgraceful whore!

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Why did you tell her?
-I'm sorry.

Stop!

Stop!

I didn't make Rai do anything.

You were supposed
to be the mature one.

Yes, mature like you.

Are you OK?
-No!

You skipped Logic.

You can pass me your notes.

Is everyone around?

Minerva was waiting for you
to give you a hug.

Shut up, dumbass.

You should let it go.

She's the one
who got upset with me.

That's easy to fix.

That's a posh people problem.
-Really?

Yes.
-A posh people problem?

Yeah, you're becoming
a little posh with your flat in Eixample.

What do you want, Henry?

It's your mother, Rai. Your mother.

My mother what?

She broke your aunt's arm!

What the fuck are you saying?

Is it true that you are a thing?

Fuck!

They were playing tennis

and they started a fight.

Dammit, Susana. Son of a bitch.

My mum knows about my aunt.

Posh people problems.

Okay, Henry, listen.

Find my mother, pull her aside,

and tell her I know about you two.

No, Rai, that's not…

Yes, Henry, yes. I've seen you.

I'm not dumb.

In every corner of the house.

Don't worry, Henry, I like you.

Explain everything to my mum, okay?

Okay.

I'm throwing him out.

He can go if he has money.
He's a big boy, he doesn't need me.

On the contrary.

I think Rai wants to live with you.

He always wants attention.

I'm sure the thing
with Ester is about that.

You're justifying it.
He fucked his aunt!

I have a sister and a son

that are sick.

Disgusting.

It's real life, sweetie.

What?

I talked to Rai.

He knows that you and I…

The Egyptian goddess Maat

represented the harmony
of the cosmos.

The natural order

that gave stability,
happiness and health.

The Egyptian wise men knew

that to live with our backs
to this harmony in nature

was to accelerate disaster.

Everyone,
from governors to priests,

had to observe Maat's rule
to govern justly

so that everyone
would do their own task.

You know how it works,
I tell you every day.

A lot of people come in here.

We have to remind them
to take care of the books.

I was working on other things.

You could focus a little bit.

Minerva, people leave
the books wherever they please

and you have to explain
that the best place…

I already do, since my first day,

but the careless people
don't listen.

Yes, but we can't be like that.

Are you saying I don't work well?

Because of people's foolishness?

Is it foolishness? Really?

Minerva, shall we go to the bar?

Stay out of this.

Go and have a coffee. Get some air.

You're a little anxious.

Minerva, wait!

Incredible.
Why did you have to butt in?

It's your pride again!
-Jesus, Minerva.

Remember
how hard it was to get this job?

You want them to get tired of you?

I'm a grown-up, Pol.

You can go in and shout at her,

or you can calm down.

And you can come
to my house for dinner.

Are you insane?
-No.

I'm the class cool guy.

Now you're being ironic.

No, I'm being serious.

I needed to stick out
in high school.

I suppose it was out of insecurity.

Although you don't believe it,
I'm changing.

What?

Don't you want dinner
with the best philosophy student?

Laura!
-Mum.

What are you doing here?
-Hello, Mum.

Does your father know?
-No.

Are you looking for trouble?

Why did you come?
It's not my turn with you.

Wait. I'll call him.

You won't want him to be worried.

He has to know. Wait.

Felix, she's with me.

No, don't start.

I found her at the door
without notice.

I don't know.

You don't let her see me.

It was me, Dad.

You heard her.

Let her stay.

We'll be here
until you come to get her.

Yes.

A sprain.

Two weeks.

I suppose I deserved
a worse punishment.

It's incredible.

I have a son like Caligula:

he fucks my sister.

Or you fuck him,

depending on how you see it.

It's lucky that sex doesn't matter,

as you said about Henry.

Now it matters?
-Henry and I aren't family.

We weren't in love,
if you were wondering.

That's all I need.
I'd throw you both out.

Mum loved "The Epiphany."

I'll keep it.

Of course,

it's for both of us.

It's all yours.

Take care of it.

Brauli took care of all this,

but he's not here anymore.

Brauli hated this painting.

I know that better than you,

but I love it.

They don't make paintings
like this anymore.

They'll take it in Madrid,
if you come see Julia with me.

That city stresses me out.

There's too much

liveliness.

I'm sure you'll find

a young man
who isn't family there.

Get me a train ticket.

I love the laundry world.

Is there something you don't like?

In my village, man…

"My village, my village…"

Don't you hate your village?

Hey!
-Oh, Arnau, hello.

Hey, get this.

I went to an exam revision
with a friend

and the guy spent half an hour
talking to the professor

saying his exercise was correct
to get a higher grade.

Did he get the grade?
-He sure did.

Out of annoyance.
-Well,

maybe he was right.

Yes, I guess.
He didn't stop until he got it.

I wouldn't have bothered.
If they say no, it's no.

Insisting for half an hour…

Because you're a loser.
-Me?

No, no. Don't argue in front of me.

I meant it in a good way, Arnau.

It just seems

like you go
through life apologising.

You don't take risks
so as not to annoy.

And you? You get very annoying.

Yes, but I achieve things.

You have to insist creatively.

It's in the details.

Market yourself.

If you don't sell yourself,
you don't exist, no one buys.

I'm not surprised he left.

I don't know. What did I say?

Minerva!

Minerva!

Minerva!

A toast to Minerva.

Thank you.

For me too, right?
-Of course.

And a toast to Pol.

And one for the girl
you brought yesterday.

And if you bring a guy,
we'll toast too.

Okay then.

How was the concert
at the hall yesterday?

It was very good.

Very beautiful.

Johann Sebastian Bach,
very interesting.

One of the pieces
is in the shaving cream advert.

Don't be cringy, Dad.

Everyone has their own references.

Hey, Minerva,

you're very quiet
for an Argentinian.

Dad.
-It's okay, let him.

"Let him", she says.

How nice of you to come.

I love it. I love how it sounds.

I like Argentinians a lot.

They're passionate,

they dance the tango,

they go to therapy.

Alfonso, those are all stereotypes.

Catalans are stingy,

thrifty,

serious,
with a refined sense of humour,

they support Barcelona FC…

Okay, okay. I get it.

They may be stereotypes,

but then you meet Argentinians
and it's true.

Football, the mate drink…
They're like that.

They love Barcelona.

Listen,

we also love Buenos Aires.

Look, Dad,

have you ever been to Buenos Aires?

Do you know any Argentinians?

Then don't give so many opinions.

There are people
who know more than you.

It's beautiful, huh?

One like that got sold
at the Maastricht fair.

But this is the original.

I found a flaw with the camera.

Where?

On the angel's foot.

It has an obvious fix,

you can't see it
with the naked eye.

Is it too much to ask

that you don't share surnames
with your partners?

I can do that.

What's that smell?

Come.

Cannelloni.

Fresh out of the oven.

I asked Henry to leave.

I gave him time off
until tomorrow afternoon.

I'm going to Madrid
for a couple days with Ester.

I'll throw a party in the garden.

We won't destroy the house.

I want to look over
the Madrid auction house numbers.

They're good.

From a restaurant?
-One near uni.

Explain philosophy to me.

You mean 2,500 years of philosophy?

Rai,

why philosophy?

Because

it helps me

understand people
that are different to me

and to understand

that reality
isn't just what I've experienced.

And to discover

that happiness
isn't about having it all,

it's about not wanting anything.

And to know there are
many explanations for things

and not everything
is what it seems.

Like painters' flaws.

Did you know
I used to love philosophy?

Really?

Your dad is nice.

He talked too much today.

He's a character…

What did your dad mean
about the guys thing?

Nothing.

Things.

Oh, okay, "things."

You have your chest of secrets.

Like you.

What happened, Minerva?

Is everything okay?

Yes.

Yes, well,

I got a call from Argentina.

Sometimes,

you know…

No.

I don't know if you don't tell me.

Oh my gosh!

What?
-The plant neighbour.

What?
-The poor woman fell.

She what?

Does she live alone?
-Yes.

Do something. Call an ambulance.
-Yes, I'm calling.

Lady!

Lady! She's not moving.
She's unconscious.

Don't you know her?

We see her on the balcony,
always alone.

We have to help her!

How? She can't let you in.

Call the firefighters
to push the door down.

The paramedics won't.
We have to call.

We have to help her.

Pol, my grandma is very ill.

She's going to die.

She doesn't have long.

Oh, Laura.

I love that you've come over.

Hey, what I said yesterday
was serious, okay?

The thing about drinking.

I'm going to change.

Dad says you need a doctor.

Yes, that's right.

But I must decide that myself.

Hey,

do you remember when you
used to swim in the river?

Yes, we're going to go back, right?

We might.

If we go, we'd go
to the same river, right?

But maybe
some rocks would be more worn down

or maybe there's more water.

So,

although it's
the same river we know,

it wouldn't be
exactly the same river.

That's exactly

what happens to people.

We're the same,

even though
we sometimes act differently.

We have an identity,

an essence.

But it doesn't always
manifest in the same way.

In philosophy,

that's what we call substance.
-Substance?

Yes.

A lot of philosophers
have talked about it.

One of them, Mr. Leibniz,

a very intelligent man,

called substance

a "monad."

Oh, a monad.

A substance enclosed within itself.

A bit like me.

It's hard for me to act normal.

But,

from now on,

I'd like to stop being like…

A monad.