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There are more than 70 degrees to choose from, postgraduate, doctorate...

And also two hardboiled eggs!

You can not boycott such an important act!

You look like a bitter old man!

"Fe-le-ci-dades!"

Don't yell, mama, no, thank you.

"Son, son, son... 60 years." -Yes, 60, yes.

Let's see, let's be clear, I like the shoes,

but if I try them on and they are too big, I want to exchange them!

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.

Oooh... marijuana.

A man named David wants to catch me.

Fuck, you call it rock! How fast...

What the hell are you doing? You're selling shit. You idiot!

What do you prefer, Oscar, help me or return to the soup kitchen?

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

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

Relax.

I've got 3 grams of coca in my pocket, Pol.

Well, you'll get used to it.

You are the only person to whom I explain my problems.

Are we going to class?

You shut up, son of a bitch, I'm up to my nuts with you!

What did you do?!

Damn it, it's caught you strong with Gery, huh?

"I just want the thief to give me back the laptop.

Nor ask me to forgive you. "

Do you have any idea who...? -It was me.

I'll return it, uh, I'll return it for sure, I swear.

What did you steal long ago? -A console.

From Marco Vilaseca?

I won't talk to Marc, because I want you show your face.

Pay attention to me, it's a good moment.

You're a son of a bitch! -OK OK...

I'm really late, but I'm here, Marc. I hope you can forgive me.

Mmmm... I'm going to look for Nil.

In addition, your parents are bad and I don't want to see them.

-Adeu. -Joan!

We forbid you to come back with this girl here at home.

What happens is that it's the great taboo subject of the Capdevila: sex...

You are an impertinent, Joan. - I try to pronounce it and it does not come out.

-Look, you know... -No, don't say anything, no.

I'm going to my room and you won't have to put up with me anymore.

Uooooh, "jambos"!

What's up?! Gery champion!

-I'm cool that you feel at my expense. -The mess.

Look, I'm recording my name on the table. Cool, huh?

I love you because you're hot!

Sure, people when they know me, they keep my personality!

Gerard, you've gone back to smoking!

Stop controlling me

I've taken a puff on Joan's cigar, and that's it.

(Gerard) I swear,

I threw a "Lapo" that came to the other side!

(Joan) Go, shut up, flip, it's impossible!

Yes. At the bottom of San Pedro street.

Man, of course! It's a super narrow street, bastard!

-Hey, I'm dying of sleep. Not you? -No. What.

No? Lately I sleep terribly. I woke up at 5am.

What do you say?

What's wrong, "carajaulas"?

It's already time, kid.

What? Ya smoking? It's too early to play the harmonica, huh.

Today we campaign for Merlí.

Yes, but when you get caught don't tell who gets the weed, huh?

Hmm... I love the smell of the dark green color.

Are you crazy? Coming back to class or what?

No, pass. I'm going to laugh.

Ya. We are so smoked that we will see Merlí with a tunic, like Socrates...

Yes Yes! We're going to class smoked!

Yes? -Yes.

-Yeah! - Uooooh !!!!

Yeah! Fuck yoooou !!!!

The Danish philosopher, Soren Kierkegaard...

Kirke... what did he say?

Silence you two, eh!

Kierkegaard is considered the father of existentialism.

According to him, God has thrown us into this world and we have no guarantee

that the decisions we make are the right ones.

We are alone and we are responsible for the decisions we make,

and that scares us.

It generates an anguish

that can even lead us to despair.

Okay, but... making decisions for oneself does not make us mature?

Yes, yes, but precisely that is what generates this anguish...

which Kierkegaard describes.

Imagine that you are above a precipice,

at your feet right outside.

You can take a step back, and not hurt yourself,

but you can also take a step forward and everything is over.

Therefore, there are decisions that lead you towards good,

and others that lead you to evil.

It is this freedom to decide what generates so much fear.

That is, he is afraid of being free.

Exactly; There are moments in your life that you have to assume

that your decisions are yours, and nobody else's.

No one will show up for you.

And also, your actions bring consequences.

[Imagine Merlí with his cock out?] It is, according to Kierkegaard,

the vertigo of freedom.

Let's see, you two, what are you laughing about, if we can know?

Nothing that...

what... what have I imagined you with... a tunic, Socrates tunic.

"Socrates tunic"? Come with me.

You are funny, right?

I'm sorry, Merlí, it's that... it's that I'm "seized" by laughter...

You've been "seized" by laughter?

What it's not called that? "Seized"?

Your faces... you've been smoking.

Okay. Yes, but... b-but it has been today... and enough.

No-just to try.

Do you think I'm an idiot or what? Who gives you this shit?

No one. A friend.

Oh, go, Merlí, no... nothing happens.

Ya. Don't tell my mother, i-it's not necessary. You shut up.

You already know how she is. It will be thought that I take drugs.

Ya. And you don't do drugs, right?

It's... it's a natural drug... it grows from the earth...

Hey, better to say nonsense than you shut up.

Not seriously. My mother always... drills me a lot.

If she knows that I have smoked, she will still control me more, you know?

Go see the teacher on duty.

(Gerard) All philosophers are traumatized or what?

They only talk about bad things.

I want to talk about fucking.

Or that Merlí passes us a chapter of "Game of Thrones",

they spend the day fucking and killing.

"A saco". That would be cool.

UAH, you, look... I can not stop doing this.

For now!

We get some straws? -What do you say, dude! You are a purple, turkey.

You, I saw in a documentary that 2,000 years ago,

among the Romans, it was frowned upon to wack off.

-Really? -Yes.

-For them, sperm...- Dude, don't say "sperm"?

-Well... - Sperm...

Semen, for the friends.

Well, for them, these bugs...

they were like... like future soldiers getting lost.

How strong! They were very Semat.

What an obsession with war.

Ya.

Dude... there are microscopes in the lab, right?

Do you want us to go see our little soldiers?

No, no.

No.

-No, it's not plan. -It's not good, no.

-Dude, what are thinking about? -Shut up...

About Silvana.

Uaaah... good idea.

I am... reviewing... the research work...,

her work falls on the ground...

and she bends down to pick it up...

"big ass"... and she sucks me.

Buah...

Tania, speak.

You've talked about making decisions,

but there are many people who follow what the majority does.

Exactly. And this is an easy option.

The difficult thing is to be free

and take charge of your decisions.

You can not blame anyone, you have to fuck yourself.

The example you put before jumping over the cliff.

Don't you think that deep down, in reality, is the fear of dying?

No.

What really scares Kierkegaard

it's the freedom that we have to take a step forward when we are on the cliff.

Still, he says it's good that we are aware that we make decisions.

Once you get used to it,

It creates addiction and we can no longer live in any other way.

The vertigo of freedom is like a drug.

What? Do you see something or what?

Wait...

Now now! Look, look, look, look, look...

Tiqui, tiqui, tiqui, tiqui, tiqui, tiqui...

Let me look at my, a second, let me look at my!

Hala... my don't move.

Sure, because you always fall in love.

Shut up, bud? I say they don't move from the tiqui tiqui tiqui pole, you know?

And what do you tell me? You must have the vague semen.

Goes. Let me watch your one second, one second, one second.

Uaaaala!

You will have children "a sac", Opus roll!

Hello?

There is someone out there?

What are you doing here?

Eugeni..., we were...

looking around here...

Yes, eee...

looking...

things...

-Well, come on. -Yes.

-Good bye, handsome! -Goodbye.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

... therefore, God is not as important as it seems.

Eh!

Hey!

Roman soldiers?

I know. It sounds weird. But they told it on the History channel.

If they say it there, it must be true, right?

Yes, yes, of course, it's an American channel.

We went to look at the soldiers.

With the microscope.

-Yes Yes.

-That means you've... - Needless to say what we've done.

We all have trouble saying it, but we know what we are talking about.

-I mean, we've made some... - No! It is not necessary.

Well, there's... We're not in a school of... priests either.

We can talk about wanking.

March.

How? We are... are we free?

Of course this won't be the case.

I'll think about his punishment. Children, mature something!

Thank you.

Ooh.

(Marc) Very heavy, eh.

-Cool. - It's that...

Have you seen their eyes? They were very high.

I'm afraid that the "cante" go away, that they still throw me.

With Gery you never know, eh?

Hey, how has your relationship changed, huh?

Well, it is what is. People stop being friends.

You have to give him time to forgive you.

No, if I understand it too. I would not be afraid of anything stolen from me.

But since I don't have anything to steal from me either...

Now you must have money, right? Doing what you do.

With what money do you think I bought the PSP?

Pol, now that you have some cash... Why don't you leave it?

Host bitch! We are already. What? What happens? We are friends.

I don't want to be caught by the cops, or that your father caught you both.

If he knows, does he kill you, or not?

And I, okay, I'm Tania and I can understand you.

But to me it's not cool for you to be a dealer.

You done? Have you finished drilling me?

Fuck off! We're friends and I care about you!

Well, I don't need a friend who swells my head! Leave me!

You're an idiot, Pol! -Get away!

Bfff...

Why did kick Gerard out?

What are you doing here? Didn't you leave the AMPA?

I came to return some treasury papers

and Gloria has told me that Gerard was expelled.

Will you answer me or not?

Oh, I have to explain to a mother...

why did I take her son out of the class?

Have you asked yourself if he deserved it?

I'm asking you, for you to tell me, nothing more.

I'm not fucking you because you kicked him out.

He and Joan laughed, they bothered me and they did not let me do the class.

And when I tell Kierkegaard's anguish I need silence.

What did they laugh at? -I don't know.

You can ask Gerard.

Are you telling me that you have to tell me...? -No. I don't want to say anything.

Just talk to him, and let him tell you his version. Nothing else.

Silent flights? You are very heavy and when you are so heavy you block me.

If you don't tell me, you don't go out tonight.

I want to know why Merlí had thrown you out.

Because we were laughing at a joke that Joan said, and that's it.

I don't believe that Merlí kicks you out on the first change.

We laughed very loudly, he was angry and he expelled us, fuck.

Stop controlling my life,

stop following me and watching me, fuck, please!

Hey, don't talk to me like that, Gerard! I don't like you to go out so much. Where are you going?

-To have a drink with Gery. -You haven't eaten.

I'll eat something along the way.

I wanted to see you and chat. I arrive and you are already marching.

Mama, I don't have any exam tomorrow, everything is fine,

Life is very beautiful and I go out to have a drink with Gery.

Quiet, that today I don't finish in police station.

Can we talk, please?

To this house you just want to talk, talk...

And when you want to talk I know what it's. From me, bad things. It's tiring.

Why don't you tell me about... poetry?

Please.

Gerard?

Don't follow me.

Don't follow me I'm going to live with dad.

And this time I'm staying. And you will stay here alone as a bitter person.

Damn the time you informed me

about precious medical insurance!

After asking me a thousand questions, you told me that I did not interest you

for fear of my neck,

that I didn't fit within the profile of your clients.

It turns out it was not a chronic problem,

it was a contracture!

Hi, Oscar. -Hi, how are you?

Thieves, you are thieves!

Man, now you will try to sell me dental insurance?

Find my name... my naaame:

Alfonso Rubio Escobar,

and you will see that I am on your blacklist!

Neither promotions nor any shit,

We are not interested neither me nor my family in your scam!

I miss fixed telephones to be able to bury bad milk!

Papa, you can be heard from outside.

Hey, do you want to hear a philosophical phrase?

The world is full of sons of a bitches.

It's not bad. Very good.

Hey, Oscar, today I passed by the workshop and you weren't there.

I know I haven't gone today. I had a party.

Oh, and where have you been all day?

Handing out resumes. I would like to leave the workshop.

Oscar, don't do nonsense, the workshop is secure work.

Yes, I know. No, if I don't find something worthwhile, I won't do it.

-I'm not so crazy. -Well, good. I hope so.

Dude, Eugenio has some face.

Dude, stop poking your hands, it's time that does it...

They are sleeping, fuck.

What are you staring at?

-My mother. She's spying on me. -What are you saying?

Behind the bushes? In Vietnam or what?

No, don't laugh, asshole. She's serious, man.

OK OK.

We have to go to a park further from my house.

You can come and walk the dog around there!

You don't know she controls me, fuck! Watches me, watches me!

Since she's not sleeping with Merli, she is obsessed with me, fucking whore!

-Relax. -How do you want me to be calm? Hey?

Look, fuck, look!

What?

You see I'm not fucking anything, fuck!

-Eh, for now, Gery. Don't be paranoid. -My mother has put this camera.

-What are you saying? -Well, fuck! Yes, fuck!

Wholy fucking, fuck...

my arms!

Hey, what are you doing?

Gery, Gery, go, it's okay. -Don't touch me, please!

- I'll talk to your mother - Fuck!

-Gery, Gery, stop, fuck! -I don't feel my body!

Gery, stop, fuck! Stop, fuck!

-Leave me! -Gery!

-Gery! -I want to go home!

Gerard! Gerard!

Stop watching me, mom!

What are you doing like this? Gerard, what happened to you?

Look what you made me do! Look! I was naked!

Fuck, for! Hey, uh... calm down, calm down.

I'm naked, fuck! Aah, stop!

Please, notify someone, notify someone, Gerard! We're going to the hospital!

Gerard, please! Aaah... Gerard Piguillem...

I'm a student at Ángel Guimerà, I live with my mother...

Ei, ei, Gerard, please, you're scaring me. Gerard, please!

Gerard Piguillem!

That's enough, that's enough! Hey, hey, hey!

Look me in the eyes, look me in the eyes, please, Gerard!

I study at Ángel Guimerà! -Look me in the eyes! Look me in the eyes!

Gerard! That's it, nothing happened, nothing happened, nothing happened!

Mom, mom. What do I have? -You have nothing, you have nothing...

What do I have, fuck ?!

Gina!

What have they told you? I know nothing. I know nothing.

I've been here one hour. I was very nervous.

I already noticed this afternoon, it was strange.

He left with Joan Capdevila, I don't know where they were going.

They have become very good friends. He was paranoid.

He has come home naked, Merlí.

Gina!

Lidia!

I just saw Gerard. -How is he? What happened to him?

I have not treated him, but now he's sedated. They have done tests.

And have they told you what he has? -He has caught a kind of attack, I don't understand anything.

Doctors say it's an outbreak. A psychotic outbreak induced by cannabis.

What?

I suppose if Gerard smokes marijuana with friends...

I dont know...

Can I go in to see him? -Yes, come with me.

It's at the end of the hall. -Thanks.

Nurse!

-Nurse, you twat! -Julián, please...

Get me outta this shit! I don't do anything here.

They have me here for two hours! And when I call, nobody comes!

Julian, we come right away when we can...

Well, before, that lady was screaming that she was peeing...

and nobody had gone!

Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down.

Gerard, honey... How are you?

Hey...

I'm here, I'm here with you, okay?

Soon we will go home together, okay?

What have they given me?

Nothing, they have given you medicines. But you're fine.

Okay?

Rest darling. Sleep

I don't think it's late, the doctor.

Thank you. Can't we take him to a room, please?

As soon as there is one of free, we will move him inside.

It's that we're here, in the middle of the hall.

They closed the third floor, missing staff and, girl, we do what we can.

Merlí!

Hey! He's inside asleep. There is your mother.

Yes, yes, she warned me. What?

It's his clothes. He had begun to undress...

He has had a psychotic outbreak, because of the shit you smoke.

What? The cockiness has blown you up, right?

You blame me now?

What I see is that I find you in a mess every second and third.

Hey, go, stop.

What else are you meddling with? Coke? -No! What do you say!

Who gives you this shit?

A guy from the park, you don't know him. And besides, what does it matter?

Does it matter...? -Pol Rubio.

-Dude... -Fuck it.

Fuck, Pol...

And his brother too. Both are dealing. Let all the shit go.

I wonder as this has happened

it will help you to learn something.

Mom, how is he?

Asleep. You were with him?

-No. I want to see him. -You cannot.

-Mom... - Marc, don't put me in a compromise.

Please.

They are moving him to a room.

Hey, Gery, it's Marco.

I stole your laptop.

I already talked to Gerard.

He told me he does not know what happened to him.

I didn't know that he smoked marijuana.

Did you know that he smoked?

I've known this morning, Gina,

when I kicked them out of class, him and Joan.

They were being foolish, they were laughing...

Jesus, Merlí, hiding information, as always.

And what would you have done if you had known?

Well, I wouldn't have left it out until tonight!

It would have happened anyway. If not today, any other day.

What else do you know? I don't want you to hide anything from me anymore.

I want to know everything. With whom? You already know who, with Joan.

This kid has become an asshole.

He already told me, uh, his mother, that she was impertinent.

Where do they buy this? Gina, please, calm down.

No. I want to know where they got it from, Merlí.

Pol Rubio. Him and his brother.

But, Gina, nobody has forced your son to smoke, okay?

Pol Rubio is your favorite, right, from philosophy?

Have you ever thought that maybe it's wrong

what you say to your students?

With this message, live life and do what you want...

What are you still doing here?

I've talked to Gina.

Bfff... what a stick. Now you're into my things?

If you want to end up like Gerard, yourself.

"Yourself". Are you done?

No, I'm not. Obviously I don't find it funny that you smoke marijuana.

We did not raise you to end up like that.

I've been thinking about...

What you told me about... going to England.

-You've thought again? - Maybe it's not a bad idea.

I don't know. Not much time either.

What? I'm going to propose it to you.

-No, no, I know we told you... - Well, that's it.

A few months. Maybe it's a good idea.

I'm glad you've rethought. But... but it can't be.

Damn, I have nothing to do with what Gery has taken,

he had an attack and...

If I have to smoke, I'll smoke the same as in London.

I just don't know what's wrong with him. First you tell me to fuck the field.

-Now you don't want. -Joan!

Joan!

Joan...

You can't go to London. Your father has relapsed.

After tomorrow, the chemo starts again.

- Don't be dramatic, Joan. - I'm not dramatic.

We will be by his side,

and we will try not to argue much with him, yes?

You're good?

Go, go, go.

Hi, handsome, are you single?

Pol, can we talk for a moment?

What's happening today?

Class should have started 15 minutes ago.

No idea.

Maybe they have taken out a new education reform, and they are adapting.

No, guys, I'm hysterical about global exams, huh?

-Relax, there are still 3 weeks left. -I'm already drinking lime tea to relax, huh?

It is that there are days that we have 3 exams.

They could have spaced a little longer, couldn't they?

Yes. There are professionals who want to get rid of it.

Buah... you, you, you! Gery is in the hospital!

-What? Why?

Guys, attention!

Gerard has been admitted to the hospital.

Yesterday he had a psychotic outbreak.

I want to go to the hospital with the others.

Yes, I know, but you and I have to talk.

Since when are you a dealer, you?

I shit on the bitch. Joan could remain silent.

Marco told me.

Good. I guess it's not enough to return his PSP.

I mean, you, some time ago, you went to work in a bar,

and it turns out that the "boss" was Ivan's mother and she goes and throws it at you.

And, of course, as you lost your job, you decided to deal drugs.

But who the fuck are you? Al Capone?

My brother lost his job and asked for a loan of 10,000 euros.

He has searched for everything and nothing comes to him. It's the only way out.

The only way out or the easiest? The fastest, right?

And the most dangerous. Fuck, Gerard is in the hospital!

You want to make me feel guilty for what happened to Gerard? Is that it?

To survive you, you are sinking another.

What, have I forced him to smoke? Did I put a joint in his mouth?

Merlí, the same thing doesn't happen to everyone who smokes joints.

It happened to him, but I also have to say that he isn't very stable.

Who has no personality, fuck, is very influential!

Ya, there must be influenceable and weak people like Gerard...

because some like you needs to make a living, right?

Some have children and are up to their necks,

and they don't sell shit!

Hi.

What do you want?

You are the father of the Pol Rubio? -Yes, what has happened?

I am the mother of a classmate.

My son is in the hospital.

He had a problem because of the drugs that your son has sold.

What are you fucking saying! My Pol doesnt sell any of that.

Not only Pol, but also his older super brother.

Listen, Oscar works in a workshop.

I shit on the mother who gave birth to them.

Listen... Don't report them.

I've spent my life trying to be a good mother.

I wish you had done the same.

Both "carpe diem", both "carpe diem"... and now look.

You put your finger in my sore, huh?

Jokes aside, Merlí... I envy you.

When I was 15 years old,

My language teacher was like you.

He knew how to make the best of each student. I admired her.

I think that's why I'm a teacher.

The pity is that I've never managed to be like him.

You do

When students have a problem, you are always there.

They have you in mind. For the subject of Philosophy... and for life.

Yes, but, I don't know... is... is it necessary to be involved so much?

I have always told you about freedom,

of... of questioning everything, of not being afraid of anything.

And if I have harmed them with this speech?

Even the heroes are afraid.

Hi. Still nothing is known about Gery.

Ya.

The fucking nerves. Marco's mother will call if she knows anything.

Okay.

You keep doing, no? From what I see.

-Did you come to fuck me? -No.

I'm coming. Everything will be fine, okay?

What? Still nothing, right?

What, we don't know anything.

Gery will have to take meds, you'll see.

And he'll have to go to the psychiatrist.

If you have to be better, take what is necessary, right?

-I don't believe in the pills. -God won't save him.

Well, buddy, what about you?

Nothing. Well if you should take pills, then take them .

Ah okay.

What you have to do is stop smoking joints, right?

Why are you looking at me?

Because you are friends, and I put two together.

You blame me for what happened? Very good, very good.

Buddy, you have a past, the least you can do is recognize it!

Hey, go, shut up! You are making me fucking nervous, fuck.

My mother.

Eh what?

Okay. He is discharged today.

And how is he?

Okay, perfect, thank you, goodbye.

He will have to do a treatment, but he is fine now.

-Thank God. -Motherfucker.

Yeah, motherfucker, but he's had a psychotic outbreak, huh? Let's not forget.

Hey, for now, no?

Oh, can you both shut up?

-Where is Pol? - No fucking idea.

Okay, Pol, yes, this is the guys washroom...

and... I shouldn't come in,

but I was looking for you.

And I know, uh, you don't want to talk to me...

but Marco's mother is called and Gery is coming home tonight.

Fuck.

Fucking bitch...

He must do a treatment.

I'm telling you because I know that it hurts what happened.

Yeah, but everybody blames me, Tania.

Gery's mother will kill me if she sees me and Merlí has yelled in my face.

As if I could control what Gery does.

And you also blame me.

No, no, I have already proposed not to tell you anything else,

because it's not right repeating myself, Pol.

I only want the best for you. Sincerely. I love you

As a friend... because...

so that friends love each other and...

... and such.

I don't want us to be angry, Pol,

and less after what has happened to Gery.

We have to be fine,

we should be fine.

Better...

Yes.

... I'm go home to I rest a little because...

And so much. You must be very tired. Yes, lucky Gery is fine...

Yes.

Wow

-Marco!

What?

- Gerard has already been discharged. - Okay, perfect.

-Perfect? Give me your mobile? -Mobile?

Mom? -And enter the password.

Mom! What... what are you doing? Mom!

I want to see what you write to your friends. I want to know if you do drugs!

Exaggerate much! Drugs! Mama, we are talking about marijuana!

Maybe marijuana is less dangerous than smoking tobacco

it is very wrong.

He doesn't explain this to him, this, that funny teacher he has?

-Mom... - What's on your mind ?!

Believe that you play mature and you have no fucking idea of what life is!

Mama, I've known for a long time that Gerard smokes, and Joan too.

But I swear I only smoke tobacco, and when they give me.

I don't understand why you're not going to stop Gerard from smoking.

He's your best friend.

(Óscar) We're leaving it.

No, pussy!

Yes, I took a risk, and every time I'm more uncomfortable.

Yes? When they give you the drug money you feel just as uncomfortable?

No. What if the weed that we gave to this kid was not right and...?

No way! No!

Gerard would have had the same with someone else's weed.

I don't know... No, we continue! Pay attention to me, pussy!

We are both in this. Don't leave me lying, please.

Yes?

Also with the money from this we are paring back the credit.

(father) Oscar! Pol!

Yes! Yes!

Look what I found...

I'm telling you, this cleaning has been fucking great. Look look.

Uala! This is Nerja.

Jesus, wow!

Look here Pol, look how fat you are.

Shut up, asshole... Like all children, chubby.

And look here, Oscar riding on a pony.

-It was a thousand years since I saw the photo. -It was immense!

You have to see the fun and friendly you were, as children.

And to what shit you have become.

I'm glad Mom is not here, because you would have killed her.

Well, I'm not going to spend the night alone at home, watching the album,

while you are both in prison for passing drugs.

Idiots.

Okay, mom? Of course.

I am not crazy? -But why do you say that?

It's just that they gave me a medication called...

riperdone or ripersidone or something like that, I don't know,

and I've searched it on Google, and it's... it's an antipsychotic.

Gerard, I don't want you to think that you go crazy, do you feel?

They gave you a medication that has calmed you down, and that's it.

Now we are you and me here so calm, we are talking. Yes?

It was very strong.

I did not know who I was... I was displaced from myself, you know?

And I called you a lot.

And what, Gerard? I don't care about anything, really.

Hello Gina. I can come in?

He is resting.

Merlí... Eh, Gerard, how are you?

Good...

I... I see you're better. -Yes?

Yesterday I became a bit crazy. -No, man, no. Don't say it, that.

Gerard, it was yesterday, it was only yesterday.

It's just that... I didn't feel my head. Because I smoked marijuana.

And I understand that because of your age you were curious.

Hey, I'm not scolding you, nothing happened. Yes?

It got bad because of the weed. It will never happen again.

And how do you know it won't happen again?

Well, because the doctors say... -If the doctors have not told you anything.

Mom, I don't want to go back to the institution.

Gerard, go, please.

No no. I prefer to be at home in case it happens again. Merlí...

You have to listen to the doctors and what your mother tells you.

I dont know...

Eh, don't suffer, okay? I won't move from here.

And soon you will be able to return to the institute and a normal life, yes?

I'm scared, mom.

I'm scared.

Silvana, let us review philosophy since we have an exam!

You have a philosophy exam? -Yes. Merlí told us yesterday.

It is very unfair!

If it's so unfair, no one comes to the exam.

Let's raise hands, who is in favor of making the boycott.

Are you really doing this to me?

Are you sabotaging the decisions I make as a teacher?

Well, Silvana agrees with us.

You have to let them know in advance.

She had the balls to steal my Philosophy class.

It's her who has organized this rebellion!

I was afraid you would take it wrong...

No, on the contrary, Silvana, thank you,

for showing me that, after everything, these imbeciles

they are learning something from me.

It's dedicated to you, Ivan.

Hey, didn't your friends come to see you?

They are tied up.

Yeah, but they could come anyway, right?

You've had a week, and you haven't been to visit him.

What good friends you are, right? -And you? What have you been?

Thanks for coming. The others don't dare.

-There are exams... -Ya.

Until when are you thinking about having Gerard at home?

Until he feels safe enough to come back, huh?

It can take days, weeks... Whatever is necessary.

Let's go. What are you saying?

That you take your jacket, and let's go. -I don't know if I can.

Why don't you come one day with the support group for independence?

Hi.

Oh, I think Miel wanted to start with a proposal.

Can I speak with sincerity? Your work is not liking anything.

Now can I talk to you honestly? -One moment, while I prepare.

What, hey? I'm really freaking out! With the Pol?

Xxxt, shut up! I want Gery to get better.

You see? Now he pretends nothing happened.

Pol, what am I to you?