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Well, we have been without a director.

Why don't you introduce yourself as a new director?

Are you Oscar's brother? Yes. What's not around here?

Oscar doesn't work here anymore. He was fired.

I asked for a loan. 10,000.

Are you crazy? We will not say anything to papa.

From now on the problem is ours.

Let's see... now Ivan likes me better,

since we have talked about the topic of Coralina and such but, "fuck",

I did not mess with him or fed up with wine, come on.

-Didn't you invite me? -Yeah right.

Ei.What?

Buddy, don't get angry, don't get angry...

You know what's wrong, that lately you tire me. You're a selfish.

What the hell are you going?

- When will you tell him you're with dad? -I'll wait after Christmas.

Suddenly they will leave me alone, cojones.

My mother, after Christmas,

she's going to Madrid in season to tour in Spain.

Oh, poor thing, you'll only have me.

Peripatetics,

remember that the problem isn't the wheel of fortune,

but we believe that fortune lasts.

See you after Christmas.

It's this number.

Pass it on. What's his name?

Carles.

Carles.

It's done.

Is this guy very bad or what?

No way. Must be about 30 years old. I have already explained what you want.

Take the money.

Thanks, uh, bud.

Now I will call you. If I can meet him this morning, better.

Oh, well, let me know, I'll give you 20 bucks this afternoon.

Uoooh, "jambos"! What's up, man ?!

Gery, "champion"!

I'm really cool that you came to sit next to me.

We'll call it You have to help me with the sofa.

Okay. The sofa?

Yes. I have seen an abandoned sofa that would move to the park.

We will be more comfortable. Però what laziness to load it, no?

What do you say. The Gery, who is strong.

Tios... Where is Murcia?

- It's down, right? -A under Valencia.

Look. If this is the map of Spain, then down to the right.

Bua... Murcia...

The people there must go out on the street like...

waiting for something to happen, right?

Hey, what are you talking about?

-De Murcia.-Ah!

What, we did not have to take the picture? Where are the people?

Who is this?

I'm looking for Eugeni... Bosch.

Yes. Now it will come. New?

Yes. My name is Gabriel. Well, everybody tells me Gabi. It sounds more youthful and such.

Tània.Pol.

-Oksana.-Berta.

How many courses have you repeated?

Jesus, Gery, have you also been invited to the photo?

Let him do it, he doesn't come out!

-Eh, Ivan, you've put on a shirt! -Yes.

-What.-It's what I wanted.

Ooooh...

Eh eh! Poor thing, it fits very well, "fuck".

Come on, guys, everyone to place! You, boy, to class, go.

No, no, if I, I... "Me, me, me", what? Get to class!

Hey, Merlí, Gabi, the new teacher of Castellano.

Fuck! They take me for a student.

Sorry. Merlí. want to make the photo?

Yes! That's how Eugeni will come out, yes, go. No, no. I already told you that I don't want...

Eugeni, you're the director of the institute!

In functions!

Boys! Do we really want Eugeni to appear in the photo ?!

YESSS!

(Imita Eugeni) Come on, everyone in your place. Now!

Vilaseca, I feel you!

Make a photo first and then we will get Gabi and me.

Hey, guys, here's the Gabi,

the new professor of Castilian Language and Literature.

Jesus! It's a teacher, the "jambo"!

-Yes, I know, I look younger... - Merli, it was time, for a young teacher.

-Go come, guys, picture! -All of you looking here!

-Merlíííí! -Merlíííí!

-Don't! Go! -Vilaseca, how disgusting.

-Haha, how are you, turkey! -I'll stop, I'll stop.

You have a very cute ass, Marc.

Yes, we've seen your ass. Now we can continue? Come on!

Come on, one, two and... three!

Lluííííís !!!

How beautiful and handsome that is!

-Jesus, it's Silvana!

Haven't I told you, Eugeni?

I wanted it to be a surprise. Some of you already know about the ESO.

Guys, Silvana, the new history teacher.

Hello, beautiful, how are you?

Jesus, she's beautiful, isn't she? Hm.

Merlí!

What? I'm not telling any lie now, right?

That changed, the professional room...

What happens? What are the cuts or what?

No, no, we have budget problems, as always.

-I'm Mireia. Head of studies. -What's up?

A pleasure. I see that I am the youngest.

With my permission

Fuck, sorry, I did not want to take the place. Psoriasis?

No, what is it? It's atopic skin. When I'm nervous it itches.

Sorry, uh, sorry, I'm late...

but some guy got on the subway with two dogs.

I don't understand how they let them in...

Really, very strange things happen in this city:

There is even a dog beach!

It's ridiculous!

AAAI, we do everything to please dogs and tourists!

You and the Merlí look a bit like you.

Yes, we have met before. The popular teacher.

I already warned her.

Come on, it's time, everyone in the class.

-Hope things go well -Thank you.

They say that students are delighted with you.

Yes, that seems.

Mm-hm. You don't imagine like that.

I thought you were... older.

And that? Have I disappointed you?

Eugeni is very happy.

Yes, yes, it's that he is dating Mireia, he is delighted.

Aaaah...

that the Guimerà has turned into an institute where couples are formed?

I like it.

How do you spend with the price really?

They are notes from the beginning of the year. If you don't want them...

Ya, ya, yes, yes, but, "fuck."

You will make gold, eh, in the end.

See you today?

Molaría. But I don't know if I can. I'll tell you something later.

Okay. I WILL be AT HOME.

You and this one, what?

Follamics. And only when I decide.

The bitch is that with the Nil I can not stay whenever I want.

Oh, it's so cute...

Yes, but I'm tied.

The other day I wanted to go to the movies and I had to fuck.

Oh, poor thing... but yes, it's very small.

And you what? You don't like anyone?

You are very colleagues with the Pol.

Pal, friends, period.

Nothing else. Neither he nor I look for anything.

Better, this will still fuck you into trouble.

How?

You didn't know that he wants to be a dealer? He wants to sell weed.

Pol?

That's impossible. I would know.

Joan told me. Maybe you are not such friends.

This will be the song you will sing at the end of the course.

"Gaudeamus igitur, Iuvenes dum sumus."

"Let us rejoice then, while we are young."

Young us, Merlí, you not so much.

Oh no? At what age does it stop being young according to you, Marc?

I don't know... at 25?

Haha, don't try. At 30. Silvana is young.

Silvana sure is a very good teacher of History.

She's very good. We had a great time with her in social.

And so much and it shows a lot that he loves to tell history.

For this philosopher also spoke of history.

There are many people who still believe in the idea of progress.

they are convinced

that today humanity is much better than a couple of centuries ago.

Before, they did not have cell phones.

The twentieth century has been one of the worst centuries in all of history.

Never had so many people been killed.

Can we say that we have learned something from the past?

No, what's up, if we're getting worse every time.

Benjamin said that in history...

in history there is something much more important than the facts:

and they are the interpretations that we make, of these facts.

That is why he said that history is always written by the victors.

Those who win always present the facts as something indisputable.

But he did not, he refused to write history in this way.

He did not want the living to speak, but he wanted to hear the dead.

Benjamin said that history should belong to the vanquished,

the defeated:

all those witnesses who have had to pay a price, and very high.

See how your truth has been cornered and silenced.

Does this sound like something?

The graves of the Civil War.

Bravo!

Thousands of people still today in Spain

they have not been able to bury their parents with dignity,

their mothers or grandparents.

Thousands and thousands of mass graves everywhere

that have not interested the governments of this country enough!

Totally.

And I add: if the dead were buried next to a chest,

they would already be located!

Very good, Silvana, very good! Yes, the history teacher is good, huh.

Yes, you can see that this country still doesn't want to clean up.

No. They hide that they should not reopen wounds.

They are hypocrites.

Unearthing and identifying the dead just helps to close them.

Seriously, I know that not all politicians are the same and all this...

But why the fuck are there so many useless that they send?

-Yeah! Ivan for president! -Fool...

Yes, but you have to know, Ivan, that the useless one isn't born, eh. It does.

Slowly. Like the canchamel of the cannelloni.

"Faint, dare, be furious...

rough, tender... "

Oh, sorry, I found it here.

-Ah, you're the new one in Literatura.-Gabriel.

-O Gabi, better.-Elisenda.

Elisenda.

- Do you like the poetry of Lope de Vega? -I know more Catalan.

Salvat-Papasseit...

Yes, well... It's a little weak, isn't it?

But what do you say, he has beautiful poems.

"Nothing is mean..."

Yes, yes, yes, this... this is very good.

It's goosebumps. You are very young, you.

Well, I seem older in character.

Oh, sure. You understand technology, they told me.

Yes, I used to work on the Apple brand.

I was in charge of the "back of house".

Ah, the "back of house"... That is, you were in the store.

Yes Yes.

Well, there we met the "trendys", the "genius" and the "Headmasters".

It's a little complicated, there's a gradation within the company...

Then why did you leave?

Because I have the soul of a teacher.

We will already know each other.

Hello Gina.

Hey. I'm leaving now

Why don't you bring food from that place that is close to your house?

The what? Where? The one with the vegetable burgers. Yes?

Ah... yes, yes. Finish later, goodbye!

Goodbye.

I gather there was no money to update the library.

It's hell: this working in the public is a constant frustration.

We always have in our mouths: "There is no money".

There is no money, no resources, fuck, there is nothing at all.

Merli, we deserve the Nobel Peace Prize,

so as not to provoke a war against the system.

Very good!

- Who helps me inflate this? -I!

-For the old time.- Come on.

Carles?

Pol?

What? Are you Joan's friend?

I really like the discretion, huh.

How do we do this?

You tell me what you want?

Well, that. To sell.

Weed, farlo...?

No no. At the moment weed.

About 100 euro, to get going... -100? You don't even have enough to start.

Look, I don't have any more, dammit. This money is from Joan.

As I win, I'll go investing more,

but right now it's like this or it can't be.

I'll send you a text this afternoon and you come looking for me.

Where have you gone? -A walk.

Are you OK? -Yes, why?

I don't know, it's that I notice you look very serious.

No man no. If something happened to me, I would tell you.

You know I tell you everything.

And when you are a dealer, will you tell me?

Who told you that? Oksana knows it from Joan.

Fucking Joan, you.

When he told me, I didn't believe him. But I see that it's true.

You will be the dealer of the neighborhood. Will you sell the weed to Gery and Joan?

Shut your mouth, eh? I'm very fond of discretion.

But you know what you're doing, kid?

That's why I have not explained it to you, fuck! Because you make me the chapa!

It doesn't seem normal to me. Is it so bad at home?

You have no idea

Oh no? Well, I thought you told me everything.

Look, forget me, Tania, and above all, shut up.

Fuck off!

This Silvana has you well occupied.

Uuu, Mireia... I see where you are going.

It's that you look at her with some eyes...

What do you like? Tell the truth.

We've been 25 years

This isn't an answer.

It's... it's handsome.

You already knew her.

You liked it?

Nothing ever happened between us, if that's what you want to know.

I want to know is...

is what you would like to do with it.

What would I like?

Mmmmm...

Ooh...

I have one spare hour, Mireia.

I also. Gloria has changed my guard.

-Here? -Yes...

-We should close the door.-Aaah... And cover the window...

Oh yeah?

History is the struggle to dominate the world.

Have not you thought that maybe when you grow up you will have the power?

Some of you may be... politicians,

or presidents of a major company.

In history there have been many people

who has had the world in their hands,

and others that he has exploited.

Uoooh!

-Uooh! -Here here!

Touch it, play it!

What's wrong, Aristotle? Do you think you're the only creative one or what?

I really like this exercise with the ball of the world

as in the Chaplin movie.

Have you been impressed? Or is it that you've become an ass?

I love.

I need some folios. At the warehouse.

And is this the typical warehouse where there is nobody?

Aaah... aaah... aaah...

Now it's typical that I leave the folios.

I'll remind you, don't worry.

There was nothing else to cover the window?

It's a map... of Bajo Aragón.

Of the drum route... and the drum!

Aaah... aaah...

Aaaah...

What? All good?

Yes. Is dad here?

No, what's up?

I'm going out to the bar. -No, really! The same?

Yes. -Didn't it finish badly?

Yeah, well, but with time... It'll be a few hours.

Well, less gives a stone.

I'm already up to the balls to hide in front of dad.

When he learns that I was kicked out of the workshop, he is going to kill me.

Yah. Well, worse than the 10,000 euros credit you ordered.

Okay, uh, Pol. I'm sicker than you about the subject.

I spend the day at the house of a colleague who leaves me the keys.

So dad doesn't suspect I don't have a job.

At least you will bring in some money.

They are few hours. And she's going to pay me in cash.

But if you had a contract. I know.

What was that you were bringing before? A sweater that a friend has left me.

I'm going out.

Are you starting today? Hey? Yes Yes. Come on. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Hello!

Hey!

What... what's wrong? Mom! -

Hey, hey, Marquitus. Sorry, I was in the bathroom.

What are you doing here? Who has let you in? And what do they put at home?

Now I tell you, eh?

Jin Di, let's see, change plans.

Wait for me at the bar below. Bar, down! Hm?

You don't want to talk.

Man, man, woman... what do I not want to talk about?

I dont know. And who has called the meeting?

Let's see, who has given cookies to Grandpa? Hey, tell me?

Calm, calm, everything will be fine.

You too. Go away.

Marc, please, look, I tell you:

I'm working on something and I don't have a place, that's why I come here.

-I don't want to know! -It's an agency for Chinese.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yes, it's called Silk route. The Silk Road.

Look, we make companies, income, VAT...

I always shit on the Chinese...

Who was going to tell me that the Oriente would take me out of the well.

I don't give a shit! Get out! I don't know how mom let you in!

Mom and I are together again. I come to live here.

I did not tell you because I was just afraid that you would get angry.

He left us only to keep the cocoon that the pension did not pay you.

Marco, it's been a while since he's updated the pension, I already told you.

Things are going better, he has an agency.

Go, go, go... agency!

I arrive home and I find 3 Chinese, one of them 90 years old, eating cookies!

Seriously, am I the only one that sees this doesn't have any kind of future?

-Dad is changing.

Even when? Until it's ruined again and he leaves you again?

Excuse me... All right, Lady?

"Lady"?

Ricard, leave us alone for a while.

Marc, I understand that you are angry.

But I swear I want to start over with you.

Damn, I missed you. And I have the right to recover my family.

Go, Ricard, go.

I saw you crying a thousand times because of him.

I'm not going to let you be wrong again.

Oh no? Who are you to tell me what couple I should have?

Your son, and I think I'm more important than your ex.

Marc, he's your father! Like it or not. And Pau's.

But you think I'll accept living with this ridiculous guy?

Look. Don't you want to have a good relationship with dad? Okay, don't have it.

Don't talk and that's it.

Now, I don't allow you to tell me...

who I slept with or with whom I have to live.

Marco, darling, I should have explained it to you before.

But I knew it would hurt you.

I just want to be happy.

Maybe I'm wrong, but I want to try.

Please.

Oooh... Little plants.

A man named David has called me, who wants to catch.

He says he calls from part teva. Yes, he's good guy.

"Fuck", he calls you Peña, that's fast. Yah. A sac.

Watch what you say to Oksana, she's told Tania everything.

Oh, man, are not you such friends with Tania?

So what. But I trio to whom I tell it. -Hello!

Fuck, what a stick. Your mother.

Hi. Ai, Hello.

Pol is leaving. Well, boy, take care.

Thanks for the history notes. Take care of me, eh.

Eeee! EEEE!

Adeu. Adeu.

Goodbye, Adieu. Adieu.

Notes? From him you ask for notes?

But he has repeated two courses.

This one is called Pol. And yes, he passed me the notes. He makes good notes.

Oh, Joan, don't be impertinent. Here, I bought you underpants.

Underpants...

I don't like them.

But they're the blue ones, the ones you always ask for.

It's not because of the color. Think a little bit. Think why I don't like them.

-Think. -Hey, child, what...

They are briefs. Briefs irritates my skin.

Or do you want to put on talcum powder like when I was little?

I found it in an "outlet".

-You don't like? -Oh, I don't know, mama.

Why do you buy me things?

I've seen it and I've thought about you. That easy.

-You do it so you have a boyfriend, right? - So, please.

I don't care if you don't have a boyfriend. You will wear it, right?

Oh, I don't know, I'll do it myself in the room again...

and tomorrow I decide.

The receipt is inside the bag, in case you want to change it.

The question is...

... is it the same to you not having a boyfriend?

Frozen flights?

Hey? No, I am not ok.

I have been hungry, me.

If you had bought the vegetable burgers...

Yah.

What's wrong? You are very quiet.

Hey? Me? No.

Have you met someone interesting lately, Merli?

What are you saying?

We know each other. You are not of stone.

-You don't -Yah, but I don't look for any other man.

Who says I am looking for a woman?

Looking maybe not, but if you find it, huh? You love it, that.

I already told you that who I wanted to be with was with you.

I don't want open relationships. Neither tight doors nor anything...

Yes, Gina, okay, okay.

What? You've seen Ivan's mother again, haven't you?

But what are you saying ?! Gina, why? Don't put that face.

You were with Ivan's mother.

With the excuse of taking care of your child you spent the day at home.

This was a while ago. Ya.

And if it was not Ivan's mother, who was it this time?

No one.

Seriously, I have not been with anyone. -I'm tired Merli.

Fuck...

We'll see each other tomorrow.

Very good. Goodnight.

I won't buy anything online again in my life!

I don't give a shit about company policy!

Let's see, it's clear that I like the shoes.

But if I try them and they are too big, I want them to change them!

I will not go to the post office to return them

Because I don't get the eggs!

Where are you going? To the post office

Oh, Dad, I'm going to steal a few hours again at the bar.

Man, I'm glad. Request a Contract

No, I don't think so. They are going to pay me in black.

Wow... Okay, but you don't quote.

Well, I know what's there, right? I go online with the balls...

Hey, what hours do you have?

Well, I don't know. It depends on the day I am called.

Ya.

Adeu.Adeu.

How is the History teacher?

Well, I asked for some photocopies. The one in the teacher's room is very slow.

We could eat together today. -I'm not feeling well, another day if you want.

Pity. I liked it. Ui, uy, uy... Merlí, no, eh.

I don't want you to believe what it isn't.

That fucking yesterday means nothing.

Oh no?

No. To see that I already know that I have a strong entrance.

But it's me that when I notice sexual tension, I have to solve it.

And yesterday we solved it, right? -It has gone down in history.

Merlí, I'm not kidding. I don't want you to believe false expectations.

Also, you are to say things clearly, right?

I do. Of course, and so much. Yes very good.

I like you too much to lose yourself as a co-worker.

You also like me very well.

I want to learn from you, Merlí. You have talent.

Is it true that you take the students to the kitchen

to give class from time to time?

Yes, sometimes.

I like it.

Friends, eh. -Friends. Clear.

You, it's very cool that your father has returned.

You have not understood anything, I tell you that I will not let you live at home!

But it's fun, man.

Look, you can do careers, you with skateboarding and he with longboarding.

What?

-I will not talk to you, "asshole"! - OK OK.

-To see, what happens to you? -Nothing, that's silly, man.

Look, I'm recording the table, man. Mola, huh?

Boys! Hey!

Hey, Silvana, we should take a picture with you, too!

-Yes. Another day. Now it comes in Mi.-On let's go? In the kitchen?

No. Follow me!

Go, go, go, go.

Uala, look at the ceiling... it's falling...

Exalumnos del Guimerà,

that now they must have... at least 50 years.

Has. I'd go by...

Here, in the warehouse, we can find many borders like this one.

The past is there inside. The faces that appear in the photos are history.

The history of this institute. What do you think of the story?

Man, it bores me.

But, I don't know if they really made me bored.

No, no, I like your sincerity, Berta.

And why do you think you can get bored, the story?

Does anyone know?

Because we don't know what it's for.

Ivan...

It serves to... understand where we come from.

Yes, but also to understand what happens now.

Those who don't know history are condemned to repeat it.

History is full of errors.

Now we could think that we are worse than before...

but, if you look, there have been many sons of bitches to the story.

Our governments are bad? There have been worse.

History can comfort us.

What happened centuries ago can bring light to the present.

In the class what we will do

is to resurrect the sons of bitches of the past

to learn from their mistakes.

And now there are not, of sons of bitches?

Yes Yes. Of course.

But the sons of bitches of this country are now dressed Sunday

and they greet you smiling.

Pol?

What's up man?

What do you come from the institution?

What. Of the uni. So small do I look like?

Next time I may go to your house if I don't live far away.

I don't really like staying here.

Better in the bar of the uni. It's two minutes.

Do you have cake?

Is that I have a colleague who is the subject and such.

Write me a whats on your part, okay?

Thanks, Adeu.Adeu.

What the hell are you doing?

Fuck, Oscar!

You are selling shit. You are an idiot.

Fool ?! Who is the imbecile who asked for 10,000 euros of credit?

It's not the same, no?

You have a job?

Me neither. You told me that the problem was ours.

I'm the only one doing something to get money.

Yes. But not like that, fuck, that's illegal.

In this country they are stealing 500-peso billets as if it were a highway.

I have learned steal easy money like this. And without stealing.

It goes yes, very well, but LEAVE IT. We will find something.

The déjà When you get a job.

And in the meantime, if you're practical, you'll help me.

You are freaking out

What do you PREFER, Oscar? Help me, or go back to the soup kitchen?

Fuck off.

Of course I remember you! Gerard's mother.

Years have passed, eh.Tres, at least.

Yes, it can already be. What are you doing here?

Soc president of the AMPA.

Oh, well then we'll have to talk about the end-of-course trip,

if it's done or not with the second.

Families don't have many diners.Ja. It's the usual snag.

But they are a very cool group, they deserve it.

To me is that the second is my favorite,

They are like little adults.

Oysters, when I think that Gerard is about to go to college,

Bua, I can not believe it.

There are very good teachers here at Guimerà. And they have a good tutor.

The Merlí. Yes, I already know him. We are couple.

Well, well you know that it's very... very creative.

Yes.

Well, nothing, I'm going, I have class with the third class.

Adeu.Adeu.

Some writers died... during the Civil War.

- What's up, this turkey? -It's very freaky, isn't it?

Does anyone know the number of one of them?

Rafael Alberti.

Yes? Yes.

Rafael Alberti.

I am sorry!

Precisely he was the longest of the generation of 27.

You're a "bastard", Joanito.

Today we will talk about the poetry of the defeated...

or better said postwar poetry.

Don't put me "poetry of the defeated" in the selectivity,

that one harvests

No bone put creative

that selectivity is anything but creativity.

But before entering into the material,

I want to talk about a well-known poet and dramatist...

shot during the Civil War.

Is called...

Children, more clues I can not give!

Oh, Lorca!

"Wi-five"!

How?

"Give me five", in "wi-fi". "Wi-five"!

(Tania) Sure, sure.

You were not so young?

The Gabi is a little out of the pot, but it's fun.

Now, when she has played the piano, I've broken up, eh.

Uff...

Right now, this one arrives.

You still have not explained why it's chopped.

Nothing, this guy that there is no one to understand.

How are you, Villamore?

Hey.

Tania, can we talk for a second, please?

It's just that I'm playing now. Don't you see it or what?

You have distracted me.

Good that?

- Now I come, Monica. - Okay.

I'm sick of the fact that we always end up arguing, Pol.

You know what I'm fed up with, me, Tania? Of not having a hard one.

You know how my family is?

We are from those poor families that appear in documentaries.

My brother doesn't have a job and can not find it.

I have been signed up for one ETT for a month. Nothing.

I am tired of being cut off by light or water at any moment.

Already. And the solution is to be a dealer , of course.

I don't want you to judge me, huh. You don't.

You know what it's to stand in line in a social dining room?

It happened to us 5 years ago. I don't want to be embarrassed again, Tania.

You know that my brother hit us in a "calico" asking for the credit.

It's not so difficult to understand.

I don't quite understand what you're doing, Pol.

But it's what you want. You're old enough, right?

Quiet, I won't bring up the subject again.

But let's not argue so much. Okay?

This sweater looks good on you.

I have not been buying clothes for a long time.

Once the Gery told me that he fucks years that I saw the same. I was right.

Do you wear a belt?

Yes. Why?

To hit you on the back with the buckle.

Kxxx... Kxxx... Don't go martyr, huh.

-Eh, this sofa is cool! -I've told you.

-I'm sure it's nobody's? -Not. If it was abandoned.

But, uh, yes, before we leave we have to hide in the trees,

that the town hall will still pass and they will take it away.

I love when you get the Capdevila vein.

"You have to leave everything collected"...

Jesus, yes, Joan, you carry it in your blood, this.

-Look who speaks, the child of the mama.-Yes, cool.

She makes me an orange juice every morning.

You could do it, since you're older.

Are you still chopped? All because I said that I like your father.

- (Marc) Shut up now. - (Oksana) Do you plan to go home?

-I'm in no hurry to find him.- (Joan) The same thing would happen to me.

It's that your father seems nice and such, but it's ridiculous, man.

What's up with skate? I dont know. That matures a little, right?

Well, okay, that's it... You from what rivers, "asshole"?

Really. Years ago I came to your house to do a job and flip.

Yes, because I was dressed as a younger man.

My father always wore a tie

and I thought "I would like him to dress like Marco's father".

But, I'll keep the tie.

Having a father who behaves like a fucking teen should be a stick.

It's okay, right?

"I'll keep the tie," he says!

Hello!

What? It's done, isn't it?

-Marco, please...- She told me not to tell you.

Let's see who helps you now when you have problems with the institution.

Marc, please. It was me who asked him.

Lidia, Lidia, please. I notice badly and I don't like it.

Look, we do something. You asked me to stay from today.

I came with the suitcase but...

but I understand that Marco isn't convinced that we are taking this step.

We have to give him time. I'm going.

Don't!

Peace, we'll see each other, honey.

Go, Pau, maybe we have been a bit hasty.

Lidia, don't worry, we'll call you, no problem.

-Adeu.-Mama, do something that goes away!

Stay.

-What No.-That you stay!

Stay!

But don't think we'll be friends, you and me.

You will not have conversations with me to recover, or shit.

Agree.

I want you to pay for a teacher to review the Pau.

Mm-hm.

-And another thing.- Tell me.

Can you let go with skate?

And put on a father's tie?

I don't get to slow down, and I don't know where I'm going.

Fuck, dad, how cold!

Can not we put the heating, for even a couple of hours?

Are you going to pay for it? Put on a jacket.

So? Girlfriend?

Hello Hello.

Are you hungry?

No, what is it? I'm tired I'm going to bed.

Hey, Pol, tomorrow I'll go with you to the institute,

I have to go fix the motorcycle of a client who lives there.

Okay?

Okay.

Goodnight.

I don't know why they don't give me work...

Look, I put out resumes. But there is no way!

Hey, you were not with that girl, Berta?

NXT! Not anymore, dad, man.

But I think... I think I like another girl.

I dont know. I dont know. I dont know.

I tell you one thing but don't have a party either.

What?

-I have a noviet. -I knew it.

-I did not know. -I imagined it. Who?

You can't tell anyone, huh? And I'm not going to answer any questions, huh, mama.

It's Pol.

Pol... Blonde?

Geez... You get the jackpot, don't you?

Very good.

Hello?

Gina? Pass!

What? All good?

Yes.

What do you have...?

I want to fuck.

Gina...

Easy, Gerard isn't here. I want you to fuck me.

Go, go, Gina... What are you doing, what are you doing? What's wrong?

What are you an idiot? I want to make a gift... I do it to myself.

I want you to fuck me. Fuck me, fuck me like Silvana. Come on!

Jesus. Gina, come on... come on, what?

Go, go, that quite... Man, enough! We speak.

I don't want to talk!

I prefer the limoncello before your common sense of bar counter.

Stop! Stop, please, stop! I understand that you are angry.

No Fucking with anyone else, I swear to you.

You can fuck whoever you want because we're not together anymore!

Gina, yes-please, huh? We speak calmly.

Calm? Yes. Did you say "calm" to her when she nailed your arguments?

Gina... Get out.

Fuck...

It's not fair that we just end like this. Fuck your philosophy in the ass!

(Carmina) Anda... Yes, of course.

Man, of course, of course I'm independent, honey!

Well, Helena, my love, I leave you!

Hey, see you, huh. Come on, honey, a kiss. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye...

Oh, what a mess, my mother!

Tell me...

"I know that here in Madrid we do things much better than in Catalonia."

Look, when I feel a Madrilenian talking like that...

I pretend to be indepe; to fuck them.

Well done.

I am too Catalan to live in Madrid.

And too Spanish to live in Catalonia.

Soc stateless. Well, honey, I'm leaving the taxi waiting for me.

Hey, take care of the floor.

Yes.

Gina can come to sleep. Yes.

Bruno suffered because you were left alone.

It's great in Rome. I don't suffer so much.

I have demanded that they put me a flat in Madrid.

It's what you have to fill theaters, they pay you what you ask for.

Well, you already know what is això. No. What?

Coi, be successful. People love us, Merlí.

The public wants me. And your students love you.

We are successful people.

Goodbye. Good trip.

(Oliver) Let's see, go. On three.

One..., two... and threeee !!!

(All) Ueeeeh !!!!

-Let's see? -The best photo in history.

How beautiful, Silvana! Came out great...

And the answer is evidently...

YESSS !!!

A contest about the Civil War. I love!

- "Chapeau"! - It's a great idea.

Yes, sir, yes. Molt well, very good, very good.

You are jealous of Silvana.

Does the rest of the class have nothing to do with it?

Agree. You can leave now, ya. Pau, what have you done?

-I would like to talk to your parents. In addition -with my father, no.

Maybe he has ADHD.

Will you listen to Silvana as well as nothing?

-Merlí says that there is nothing to do. -And who is this Merlí pussy...?

-And who are you, eh? Who are you? -Marco!

Surely you don't want to stay a little longer?

No, I'm going to look for Nil.

Besides, your parents fall fatal and step to find them.

- Joan!

Nil ?! Where are you?

Niiil!

Are you okay, Gina? Yes. Goodbye, Mireia, thank you.

Gina, what...

I see the looks you make him, huh?

"Looks"?