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

After tomorrow, the chemo starts again.

I went to see Gery. -Jesus, Joan, you spent all day together.

Rolling the grass together, laughing and telling jokes.

When something serious happens to you, you sweat. -I'm not comfortable going! Okay?

Poor Gerard, he deserves to have real friends.

I stole your laptop.

Marc, I bought it in Canada more than 20 years ago.

It's my favorite jacket. It's for you.

I just want the laptop.

Uaala!

I'm not going to fool you, it was very hard for me to see you every day in class.

It's what happens to me now with Pol.

Pol?

You don't know what an idiot Pol is to pass you.

I think I'm in love, man.

And, with who?

The girl who threw the cake in my face.

Give this to him for me.

Frankly, Jaume. Joan is an ass.

You have come because you want me to fix this, right?

You would be doing me a favor.

I don't want you to approach my father! It's clear? Stay away!

And you, what are you going to do? Will you approach him at once?

Or should one die so that afterwards everything is lamentations?

Hey, dad, I brought you something.

No, no... I don't like it, Joan. -Dad, it could be good for you.

Handsome... What about you? How are you?

Bfff.

I come from seeing Gery.

Mm-hm.

You don't ask me how he is?

You will tell me anyways.

What's the matter, silly? Gery is better.

Why haven't you gone to see him?

Leave me, don't irk me, Oksana. I already have enough problems.

How is your father? -Good good good.

Cool.

In case you come back in time to make the finals. I'm sure so.

I think he will come to class soon, right?

I suppose.

No pressure, eh, Gerard. If you don't see it clearly, nothing happens.

Agreed. Thank you very much, eh, Merlí.

You are... helping me a lot.

Do you know that Jaume Capdevila is terminal?

Yes.

Jesus, you see that they're giving palliative care at home, huh?

Yes. It's a bitch. -I'll call Aurelia, poor thing.

You want a drink?

No. I'm going, no... I don't want to bother.

Merlí... You just want to bother.

I have class.

Yes, I also have to go through the institute.

Eugeni has convinced me to help her to ride

a blood donation campaign

for parents and students of legal age, and teachers.

I don't know why I'm telling you. If you pass, no?, Of these things.

Yes, the truth is that the meetings you do to organize moves,

They don't make me very well.

Eugeni, please,

I will attend the meeting for the blood donation campaign.

But what are you saying? You have a fever?

You don't organize campaigns, you boycott them!

No no. You don't understand me, you don't understand me.

I know that Gina knows perfectly well that I spend these things,

But I just need to agree with her.

Aaah... use me to get close to Gina.

Mr. Bergeron needs me to flirt with a woman.

I will not flirt anything, I,

but I just want to take the opportunity to be with her.

It's just that I don't know what to invent to go to her home.

I have already gone to deliver the notes for Gerard a thousand times! Is that...

So, you want to come to the meeting, and once there, what?

Will you do your usual show? -No, no, don't worry.

At the beginning I will see that I am there... forced by you, eh?

I don't want to be there, because she doesn't notice anything,

but then, if necessary, I will make contributions.

"Contributions"? Already trembling. -Don't worry.

If precisely what I want is for her to see that I have changed,

that I have come to assume that those of the AMPA are also people.

Yes? -Very good.

Thanks. -Okay.

But...

You will help me with Silvana, in return, eh?

I haven't told her yet that I already know she is presenting herself to the director.

I find it hard to go to her and face her suddenly.

Ya.

Why don't you do it?

This is Gery's locker, right?

Yes.

How are you? I don't know anything about Gery, Pol.

OK OK.

Marc, when I told you that I had stolen the PSP,

Did you think that maybe I would have stolen the laptop from Gery?

No.

Why not? -I don't know.

It wouldn't be so weird that you suspect me.

Unless you knew who it was.

Are you accusing me of having stolen it? Is this it, Pol?

Was it you? -No.

OK OK.

I like you, Vilaseca.

You too. The PSP thing is forgotten.

It was not easy for me to face.

You and Tania, what?

What of what?

You like her a lot?

Dude, Marc...

You didn't even steal the laptop from Gery,

I'm not so fond of Tania.

Agree?

What are you doing here?

You saying that I didn't go to see Gerard?

What do you say, man?

It wouldn't be the first time to get what you want...

What am I supposed to get?

Are you going to visit Gerard? That you be good friend?

I saw Gery going crazy. Undressing in the street, screaming.

Do you think I didn't have a bad time?

I also get scared. I have my feelings.

I have never doubted it. The question is whether you want to teach them or not.

I keep making a mistake, right?

This is just the beginning. I don't know anyone who can't be wrong.

You have talked about me with Gerard?

Joan, is this your problem? -What do you mean?

It won't be that you are distressed because you know that your father is dying?

What are you doing here?

Don't come to class. Go home with your father.

There is my mother with him. I have to go to class.

I don't want you in my class.

Guys, Joan will not come today.

But he was here this morning. I know. But he must be with family.

His father is very sick. He's dying.

He may be a few days without coming.

The German philosopher Heidegger

He said that humans are beings for death.

What a way to start the day, huh.

And because of the face he makes, I understand that death is an issue that bothers him, right?

I don't want much, really.

Ya, but we all know perfectly well that we are condemned to die,

but we behave as if we didn't know.

According to Heidegger, we live in the modality of "not yet".

I need so much to die that I don't bother to think about it.

And here comes the paradox: I know that I have to finish,

but this doesn't prevent me from making plans for the future.

And that he criticized? I mean, what should we do?

Be happy because one day we will die?

No, it isn't necessary.

Heidegger distinguished between two types of existence:

what he called authentic existence,

and the inauthentic existence.

We could say that the inauthentic existence is you

that you put these faces on when they talk about death.

Are we inauthentic because death gives us a bad feeling?

The inauthentic existence

is that of those who live pending plans for the future,

to try to deny that they will die.

And the authentic existence is that of those who know that they will die,

but this doesn't prevent them from living.

They can even live with more joy,

because what causes anguish isn't death itself,

but to act as if it didn't exist.

What would you do if you knew that he should die tomorrow?

What would you say? What would you think?

Yes, yes, it's... it's very bad.

Ya, I was even surprised by his reaction because...

- If it is animated and everything.

Yeah, better, better like that, not crying desperate, but...

Sorry, I have to leave you.

Yes, thanks for calling. Okay, bye, bye.

Who was that?

Gina What are you doing here? You don't have class?

The teacher is sick.

Gina told me that you didn't go to see Gerard.

Is this also drilling?

She told me that if you want to go see him, the door is open.

That would make him very enthusiastic -Okay.

Haven't we taught you properly in this house? Gerard is your friend!

Where is dad? -Where do you want him to be?

The nurse is there? -Yes. I have to go out.

Even though he has that?

The tubes...

Yes, yes, yes, he puts them on and off, depending on the moment. Why?

No no...

What do you do? Are you coming to the room? -No, I... I have to go buy.

Do you want me to go and you stay? -No no no. You go with your father.

And leave me like that?

I'm not telling you in any way, I'm just letting you know.

Accept it. Joan's father is sick. -You already told me that.

No, sick, no. He's very sick. Joan must be very affected.

I have also been sick and Joan has not come to see me yet.

Gerard, son, isn't the same.

I have to look at all this. All class will have advanced me.

I have to study like crazy.

And you why do you need a chemistry book?

Merlí, must be confused...

Yes, he may not care which book to take...

to have an excuse to see me.

You're smart, eh. -No, but I know him very well.

But it's the same, what I want is for you to study a little,

and that you will soon be back in school, yes?

I will, I will. I feel it.

Since that has not happened to me anymore... I don't know... I'll be back soon.

Of course.

I want you and Merlí to be together again.

I would like.

I mean, no... I will not insist, I'll only tell you once.

But... it was good for you to go out with Merlí.

No, I don't want Pau to repeat the course.

So you can do the Bachillerato without changing friends.

When his tutor told me that maybe he would repeat, I thought:

"I don't know, do your job well and you won't repeat", I mean?

I am his father, and I look out for his wellbeing.

I just want Pau to be happy, ya.

Look, when a father like you comes to me...

I can only make him a Scottish reality shower.

How? -Two things.

First: don't look for a happy son.

Isn't it better to teach him that life is complicated and often unfair?

Hm...

Very good. And second: Pau is part of a curricular adaptation classroom.

If for whatever reason he doesn't reach the minimums, others will be put to it.

Yes, that seems fine, but...

And what, if he doesn't do Baccalaureate? You can do a formative cycle.

And what is a training cycle? FP?

Uff...

Ah, you're the typical old-fashioned father...

who thinks that Vocational Training is a failure, right?

A formative cycle is a way like another to study what you like,

period.

It's already good to present the Bachillerato

as the only way to go if you want to study.

Hey, how do you do to connect so much with the students?

And how do you do it to not connect anything with Marc?

Hey, this is a low blow.

You-you don't know how is the relationship we have...

I know everything. That he can't even see you, the laptop's theft...

Jesus.

Yes... the relationship with the Marc is lost.

I already try, but there's no way. Does not want.

Is very stubborn. He doesn't feel like it.

It makes you laugh?

It makes me laugh that you talk as if everyone is wrong except you.

I've already told him I don't talk to him until he gives me back the money or the laptop.

What a bad thing, man. I know very badly that this happens to you, Marc.

I have very bad luck.

Lately not so much.

Tània. -What?

What... what happened... well that I...

Yes, I know, I know.

What... it was that day and nothing more, that it will not happen again.

Yes?

Yes, no problem. I understand it.

Agree.

I told you I'm fine, I'm not in love with you or anything.

Marc, I was very comfortable.

It was the first time and we had a great time.

But that's it. Not love, or anything.

Agree.

What? It hurts you that I'm not crying?

No, no, what's going, what's going.

Did you have a good time?

Very.

Well, that's it.

I'm like an idiot, I'm still hanging from Pol.

And I calculate that it will happen to me within... two or three or four months.

I hope that before.

Still you? -Yes, yes, let's go.

It's sad, Marc. Joan's father is dying.

If my father died... Would I cry?

Joan, you have a visitor.

Come in, come in. -Thank you.

Oksana... - Hello.

What?

You didn't tell me your father was so bad.

How do you know? -Merlí told us in class.

Jesus! I don't want everyone to look at me with a face of sorrow!

We don't look at you with grief. Man, what's wrong with you? Why can't you talk?

And why should I talk? He's sick.

If you saw...

Nothing can be done anymore.

Didn't you tell me that lately he was better, that you already spoke...?

Yes, yes... but in two weeks he's changed.

It's as if I have lost all strength.

Then you're looking at him with a face of sorrow.

It doesn't matter.

At school what? All good?

Do you know Pol's brother?

Óscar? -MM-hm.

No. Why?

You like him a lot.

An interesting match.

What about me. Hey?

Boy, you nothing. You and me what do we have? We are boyfriends, perhaps?

Okaaay...

You and I are not boyfriends nor will we ever be.

We are friends that we fuck from time to time. I thought it was clear.

Very clear

What are you doing?

Let's do it.

Joan...

Go...

I didn't come for that. Your parents are at home.

Okay? I stay a while with you, but today we don't fuck, okay?

Coming, coming!

You can't force me to attend this meeting, Eugeni!

Don't do this to me, pussy!

Blood donation is a very important issue that we take seriously.

I want...

I need... your ideas.

You are the most creative teacher, Merlí.

Ah, hello, Gina. -Hey.

Hi. Eugeni, sorry, where will we meet?

In the teacher's room. We'll start in 20 minutes. I'll come soon.

Very good. Until then. -Goodbye.

You owe me one.

Thank you.

Look...

How are you, handsome?

All right.

Have you seen what face he is doing, Aurèlia?

Calm down, it's a cold like any other, huh.

How... how are you?

You see because of the chemo I've run out of hair.

Oh, are you doing well?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Yes. Do you know what happens?

I don't want to stoop to breathing the same oxygen as you.

Do you want me to take you a little more water?

Yes, thanks. -I'm coming.

No no. You stay, stay with him. -No, no, give me the glass.

If you want, I'll take the full bottle.

Great. Thank you.

What?

What does dad do? I Don't... I don't understand it.

Why do you joke about chemo? I don't know where to look.

It's like... Who doesn't know...? Who isn't afraid?

Of course he is afraid. That's why he jokes.

Okay, yes, yes... I guess I'd better take it that way.

You find everything wrong, don't you realize?

If he jokes, it makes you uncomfortable; if it does not, too.

And he notices, that you are tense.

If you have to be so tense, I prefer that you don't see him much.

I see the tubes, the oxygen and the bad face that doesn't matter and...

Fuck, ignore it all, right?, Be there as if nothing.

It's not so difficult. Just don't look like "Dad, you're about to die."

Son, try to be practical.

I prefer that your father has this attitude

that I'm not crying desperate.

Yes, I know. I also.

I'm just saying that... it strikes me that dad with the look he has...

speaks as if he didn't realize what is happening.

He knows it better than you.

The question is...

are you ready for what is about to happen?

Oh! Oh! Jesus !!!

What are you doing?!

That you don't remember that when you were little you did it to me?

Where are you going? From a sensitive father who remembers beautiful moments?

Can I shower in peace? -The laptop. Here it is.

Fuck.

How is it inside? -All good. Impeccable, don't worry.

I have requested the money from the laptop from a colleague and I paid the Chinese.

They hadn't sold it. Now I owe money to the colleague.

I'm not interested, dad.

You... do you remember the party room that I opened?

Don't drill me, I want to go. Don't you see that I'm wet?

Fuck, Marc, for a day I want to do things right...

I want to talk to my oldest son. May l?

You know I'm impulsive, I need to talk now.

Please.

Sit.

Well, that party room was a failure.

Yes, I've always said that my partner shit it. But it was me.

I got in trouble. And I've had bad ideas for years, huh.

And the worst thing is that I put them into practice.

And look, there are people who tell me, but...

I don't know if I'm stupid or...

But I swear to you, really when I come up with an idea of a business,

I really believe that it can work.

People succeed. Why don't I?

Maybe one day.

What I can't do is stop trying, right?

Hey, now I'll set up a bar with a colleague.

With the money left from the computer.

A bar. That's it. No weird ideas.

I hope not to screw it up.

But above all with whom I don't want to be wrong is with Pau.

I worry about your future.

You don't, Marc. You already go it alone, and you're very mature for your age.

Too bad I had nothing to do with it.

In the end I had to come.

I don't think I feel very comfortable either.

Oh, don't worry. In this sense, Eugeni is worse than you.

Why?

You will see. The time has come for everything to explode.

Well, we're all here! Shall we start?

Very good.

Before starting, I would like to comment that I have received an email...

of a family that is against

that we do the blood donation campaign in the institute.

She says that her daughter is apprehensive and that she can't see what.

Jesus. -I'm still thinking how I should answer.

No, man, no, idiots should not be answered,

is that if not, you give credit to the nonsense they say.

I agree. No way.

All right. We must also think where those of the Red Cross can be installed.

They could do it here. While there are classes, it is practically empty.

Yes, it's a good idea, right?

Yes, I'll send an email to everyone with the information, the schedule,

and the details that the Red Cross can give me.

Perfect.

I'll take advantage of what I'm giving Heidegger in class

to tell them about the speeches he made about blood and earth.

But Heidegger was not from the Nazi Party?

Yes. And why should we stop explaining it?

No no no. Very good. Very creative, Merlí.

And we also need an original idea to make the campaign a success.

Silvana, you who are so creative, why don't you propose some idea?

Or do you keep them all for the management project?

No. No, I have no idea, right now.

Because when you donate blood,

it's as if you give the most intimate part of yourself.

It's like when you tell the truth about something.

Do you want us to play "truth or dare"?

It wouldn't be bad, you could use it to tell Elisenda

you made yourself a pro-independence activist to get with her.

When the truths appear, the world advances faster.

Elisenda!

It's outrageous, how dare you?

I didn't want to harm you. It was a way to connect with you.

I started and how we had such a good feeling...

Ya. Then you don't believe in the independence of our country?

Not much.

You've fooled me! And all why? For a quick fuck?

I really like you, Elisenda, from the first day.

I wanted to get to you, and I only found one way...

Ya. You must think I'm stupid.

You tell me you like me but when you met Miel you forgot about me.

I don't want to go out with Miel. I'm being serious. I like you.

Perhaps what exactly attracts me to you is that we think differently.

When I've dated women who vote the same as me, I've always got bored.

Fuck, that's how it goes!

The political debate with you would love me, because we think differently.

And you know what?

It seems to me that you too would have a good time with me.

I have noticed a certain attraction.

Hah! The nerve... You played with very sensitive material.

I prefer Catalonia! -Me too.

Ya. But I like democracy and freedom.

Me too.

You can't help it, right? -Eugeni asked for it.

He didn't dare to confront Silvana.

Now she will approach you with that little face of a beaten dog...

I don't know. Could be. You know her better than me.

Yes. I know her, and she's a little interested. Thank you.

Thank you.

And how is Gerard?

All right.

Don't tell me to be happy, eh?

No. You know better than me that it's okay. Go to the psychologist, do the treatment...

But you have a very insecure child, Gina.

Yes, I know, but I don't want to force him.

Now, if he doesn't return to class, I should tell him.

If you need me, you know where I am.

No, please, don't get involved. I will do it, when necessary.

I will not say anything. I know how to control, even if it costs you to believe it.

It seems to me that there is someone who wants to talk to you, Merlí.

I know you've explained this about my father to everyone.

Yes of course. And he has known them badly, as is normal.

My mother thinks I'm not ready for... you know.

To face the death of your father.

She's right, I suppose.

I see my father lying down, with oxygen...

It's as if he were someone else.

You would want to go on vacation and come back when everything has happened, right?

No, it's not that either, Merlí.

But yes...

I want to sleep

Sleep.

Sleep, yes. To not think about it.

I have done too much rebelling. I've wasted my time with shit.

I guess it's your turn because of your age.

Like your friend Gerard.

I haven't been a good friend to Gerard.

Not a good student for you.

Not a good son...

Hey, hey, stop, Joan. -What? It's like that.

Joan, be practical.

You are lucky that your father doesn't die from a car accident,

suddenly, without warning.

No. You can still be by his side in the last moments.

What the fuck are you doing here with me?

Well... I don't know...

Don't waste another minute with me.

Go home with him, give him your hand! Touch him!

But I...

I already... I know it's very strong, but...

... I'm ashamed.

No... every time... I approach not...

I don't know how to get in there and make it look like nothing happened.

And even less to shake hands.

But you would like it.

If you don't do it, you will regret it so much...

If it makes you shake hands, talk to him.

But I find it hard to show myself animated

when I know that my father is about to leave.

Jesus, go... Shit on taboos! Don't say "go", say "die".

They have taught us, jesus, to suffer death, to hide it,

to speak with euphemisms...

There are cultures that celebrate death!

Have you heard about Valhala? Do you know what it is?

No.

The Vikings believed that, when they died in battle, they went to a paradise:

Valhala: a palace with a great hall, where they received them with honors,

They held big banquets with the god Odin, and they fucked with the Vikings!

Imagine that your father, once he dies, goes to stop there.

It would be good.

Yes right?

Joan, I told you once:

You are worth a lot.

I would sacrifice you for..... -10 bulls.

And I would organize an Olympic Games... for the entire institute.

I was about to tell you, Eugeni.

But you did not, because you're a coward.

Or maybe it's that you're a bad person.

Eugeni... I like you too much. As... as a teacher.

I want to say that I have always learned a lot from you, I like you very much,

you have always opened the doors to apply new methodologies.

If you have never criticized me or evaluated me.

And, then, why are you doing it to me?

Don't pose it as a war. -Oh no?

No.

You have placed all your artillery against me, while I was shitting!

Oh, Eugeni, please...

I'm back to shit, and what am I? That you have invaded my country!

No no. It's that it is unfair.

No no no. It would be unfair if I left now. But no.

I don't plan to do it. I want to compete with you.

I'm back to shit, now I'm here, watching the battlefield.

Eugeni, we are friends.

Yes Yes Yes. We are very friends, Silvana, good tuning above all.

Look, I let you do something. Stay at my address office.

Everything you want..., sit on the chair,

It smells the responsibility of power.

See you tomorrow, Silvana.

Merlí, can I talk to you?

Damn, it looks like a psychoanalyst's consultation, that's it. What do you want?

Gerard's laptop.

My father has recovered it.

Can you give it to Gerard?

But don't tell him it was me.

Fuck, Vilaseca.

Please.

Merlí... Can I come in?

Come in.

I have Gerard's laptop.

How did you do it? -I have done some research.

Gerard! -Coming!

He'll be happy, huh?

Yes me too. For Gerard, and for you.

Look, Gina, I'm not going to cheat you.

This afternoon at the meeting I had a great time with you,

by your side

I know you don't want to go back with me, but I have to tell you what happens to me.

And what is wrong with you?

Before, I was very independent. I went a lot to my roll.

My mother made me angry, Bruno also...

I didn't know how to live with anyone.

And now that I'm alone... well, I don't know how to be alone.

Or rather: I don't know how to be without you.

I would very much like to return with you.

With the woman who came to the institute one day

and told me that Philosophy was an easy subject.

Did you tell Merlí that philosophy was easy?

Hey, kid, you don't listen to private conversations. Agree? Here.

Jesus!

The person who stole from you, has asked me to return it to you.

Buah, wow! -Who was it?

I can't say. Ya.

Well... I've always suspected a person.

Gerard, I promised him I wouldn't say anything.

He is very embarrassed to face you Marc Vilaseca... Ay!

The truth has already escaped me again.

Porto one day today... Mm.

You don't have a fever.

Balls. Maybe later I'll get up for a while.

We can go for a walk, if you want. -Mm-hm.

Hello. -We have you here again.

How do you feel?

Good good good. I don't have a fever.

I'm going to go. You'll stay?

Yes Yes.

Where do I have my red pillow?

I don't know.

It's just that... I'm doing well to support my head, you know?

Oh, it's here

Oh, thanks.

Yes?

"Hey. It's Gery." - Eh.

"Are you coming to walk Rufo with me or what?"

I need sunflower seeds, man. -Get some seeds.

I love spicy ones. Do you like them?

Yes. -Here.

Do you want to take him?

Ok, cool.

How are you?

I should ask you this.

I'm better. I take pills. Do you think I've gained weight?

What! -I don't know. One kilo, at least.

And what if you had gained a kilo?

Ya. It's not much, is it? -It's nothing. I have a belly

See... - A little.

Buah, and me? -You can see your bones!

Ya.

I came home naked. My mother was very scared.

Me too.

Today Merlí has came to our house.

And?

I think my mother and him will get back together.

Great. Cool.

And your father, how is he?

All right. As always. A little immature.

But today he has told me things that are good.

He has admitted that he is a failure with business.

Good. It was about time. -Yes. It was time.

I understand it, eh. It's very difficult to admit when one has made a mistake.

It could happen to anyone.

Rufo, how I missed you...

He also missed you.

Hey. I have had an idea for a business. Yes, I know, I keep having ideas.

What idea?

Jesus, is that I have seen a place next to the bar that I will open.

And if I build an indoor skate park? For when it rains.

I know. It doesn't rain much, right?

Monta bar.

Only the bar, dad.

Canviasso: he had the exam done, impeccable,

of course, as if he had been asked the questions...

That guy took the race cheating.

Really?

Yes, yes, those who must hallucinate are their clients. Although he exercises.

Wow.

Pass me...

Do you want water? -Yes Yes.

When you were very little I taught you to drink with a straw,

but you... you just blew.

I remember.

You are very, very small, you had... you had a title so small.

Dad...

Has.

I think I've been too conservative.

Massa traditional, serious...

No... I haven't done many illegal things, nor... nor immoral.

And I'm not on time, Joan.

Papa, do you know what Valhala is?

"Valhala"? No.

Valhala is the Vikings' heaven.

When they died, they entered a palace...

and there they held banquets...

and they spent the day drinking... and... fucking with the Vikings!

You see how I've wasted my time...

Too damn conservative.

Your mother, a lot of Vikings don't have what she has, huh.

The truth is that, for me, paradise... would be to find in heaven,

and that there woule be the churro shop from when I was as a child.

Oh yeah?

Yes Yes Yes. This is my Valhala.

I still feel the smell...

I was going to eat churros on Sunday morning,

and then... to the church.

I was an altar boy, and I was going to ring the bells.

I had the feeling that the whole neighborhood woke up with me.

A long time ago.

Now in that church, there is a very nice priest,

He's called Waldo.

Let's go.

What do you say?

Let's go. Now.

To do what? To ring the bells?

Of course. Why not? -Oh, it's... it's very complicated, Joan.

No, it is not. Come on. And we ring the bells.

I don't know, Joan...

Don't you say he's so nice, the priest? Well, lets goes. You don't have a fever/

We take a taxi, and Waldo will open the doors of Valhala.

Hi.

Thanks, Waldo.

You are ready?

Yes.

Go!

Come on?

... welcomes the soul of your servant Jaume...

... that we have presented to you on the day of the resurrection,

and participate in the joy of the saints.

For our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.

Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

May the perpetual light always be with you.

Thanks, Merlí.

I'm so sorry.

There is someone who has come to see you.

Ow! Strong punch, huh.

Oh!

Watch, watch!

Fucking fuck!

Your problem is that you have tapped the bus

and you have gotten your research work wet?

I'm a fucking jinx.

Hernando? Hi, look, I'm here with Claudia.

We have to go! We have to go!

Please! Faster Faster!

Everything will be fine! I'm scared!

Encarna, according to company philosophy,

we should not argue in front of you.

Ui, how bad are you going this way, what a bad thing. We'll talk.

What, pretty huh, Encarna?

I'm going to eat the eggs from under the ass, macho.

Pol, do you want to do the class? Could.

You could not give this class because your job is crap.

Uoooh!

I'm the cool teacher, but you can't ask me to not come to class.

Merlí, it's just that the exams and everything...

Enough excuses. I want the truth. -I can't stand Pol.

Oh Hey, Ivan...

I haven't told you what to do in my room...

because I don't want you to think I want to fuck you.

Fuck, what do you want? -I had an idea.

First of all, climb up the loft and take 10 books.

Really why? -Go up, fuck!

Okay, okay, okay.

I confuse the research work with what happens with Tania.

What do you say, crazy?

There is chemistry between you two. Don't you think?