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Hello? -Hey, Ma,

-it’s me. Will you open? I’ll be right down.

-Nacho! How are you? Hey, what's up?

-Such a long time. -Everything cool?

Yeah, man. Come on in.

-Let me help you. No, no, it’s okay.

How are you? Fine.

-Haven’t seen you in ages. Yeah.

-What are you doing here? Visiting? -A long visit.

Are you alright?

Yes.

Sure?

Nacho, my son. Hi. Hello, Ma.

-Hi, honey. Hello.

-Hello, Eliseo, how’s everything? How are you, Susana?

-Go ahead, darling. I’ll be right up. See you.

See you. It was great to see you.

Same here.

What happened?

He just got separated. Or more correctly, his wife left him. Yes.

Can you believe she left him for Nacho’s partner, who was also his best friend?

The poor thing is very depressed. Not without reason, right? That bitch.

Oh! What you say is terrible. Nacho is such a good kid.

And not only that. No.

The guy made Nacho liquidate the company and sell its goodwill.

So, Nachito now has absolutely nothing. No wife, no job, no house.

They didn’t even let him keep his car. He had to rent a horrible studio apartment,

awfully dark, and he can't even take his kids there.

So, now he’s going to stay here for while with me.

-He must really need you. Go ahead. - Yes, thank you.

THE BOSS

Thank you, Bebita. Come on, spill the beans. How do we stand on the pool deal?

Let’s see… I know the one who lives next door likes the idea, the kid's mother.

-Andrea, Thiago’s mom. That bitch. Yes.

And also the young couple that recently moved to 6B.

The daughter of the former president of the owners' association.

-Yes. The Slavskys. -The Slavskys.

I didn’t like them before. Imagine now.

And also that loudmouth who represents the soccer players.

-Huguito Martínez. -Huguito Martínez, yes.

Huguito turned out to be a prick. Tell me something, Beba. How do you know all that?

Because I ran into Messina and he told me.

-I think Messina… Yes.

…must be into something with Zambrano.

They're into some dirty business. I'm sure.

Yes, it seems that way.

And another one who’s really into the pool idea is Susana Barreto,

-that lowlife on the second floor. -That’s weird!

-I thought Susana appreciated me. -Yeah, but she appreciates the pool more.

I love you so much, Beba!

Hugo. Andreíta, you think you’re doing Thiago a favor with the swimming pool?

You’re wrong.

You’re gonna have to pay for this vote. Liberals.

Four votes for Eliseo. Seven votes for the pool.

Susanita, let’s see what we can do about your depressed baby.

There’s a connection between what’s logical and social, you know?

Yes, totally. Hello, Magui.

And its reproduction has… -Carrying everything by yourself?

…several nuances. Exactly.

-Amazing. Hello. Gone shopping?

Yes, to the new organic store. Have you been there?

-No, I haven’t had a chance. It's good.

You have to try the sourdough bread they sell.

-Is it good? -Excellent.

Well, I will.

-Great. See you, Eliseo. See you later.

It’s the cultural battle. Yeah.

"The girl that helps at home." You mean the slave. That poor thing.

You’ll see, you’ll see.

Thiago, I haven’t forgotten about you.

-About what? -Camila.

No, Eliseo, it's over.

What do you mean it's over? No, I’ll take care of it. Yes, sir.

Hello. -Eliseo. Droopy, stop it!

How are you? -Fine.

I’d like a word with you. -Yes, tell me.

And we help them get out of the vicious circle of depression

with three pillars that I consider essential:

reconnection, loving oneself, and projecting a future.

-You volunteer at an NGO. I had no idea. Yes.

Because I don’t like to brag about it. I do it for myself.

I like to help them get out of their depressive black holes.

I’ve thought a lot about Nachito, the poor thing. I want to help him and…

you know I have a great connection with him ever since he was little.

We always had good chemistry--

Yes, but Nacho is shutting everyone out. He won’t accept any help.

Of course, he’s on the despair phase. Tell me, what does he enjoy doing?

Let’s see. What does he enjoy doing? He likes to fish.

Yes, he always used to go on fishing trips with his partner.

-Bah! Former partner, right? -I could go fishing with Nacho.

Sometimes, being with someone who’s not family helps, Susana.

It’s a great idea. I think it will do him a lot of good to be outdoors,

to leave his daily routine.

I think so. But we have to see if he wants to.

He will go, he will want to go, yes.

He arrived yesterday, but I already feel I need some air.

It must be very hard to feel…

that your life doesn’t amount to anything,

that everything you've done makes no sense,

to feel that you’re a loser, that your marriage was a lie,

that nobody cares about your work,

that you being there or not changes absolutely nothing. It must be tough.

Hey, stop. I don’t feel that bad, I think.

Because you don’t see yourself.

You live in a two-by-two dump,

you don’t have a wife, you don’t have a job. It’s humiliating.

But… I’ve done some things in life.

Maybe my marriage didn’t end well, okay, but… not all those years were bad.

And besides, there’s the kids, the poor things.

They make that everything was worth it, right?

I caught one.

Huh? I caught one, it bit.

I don’t mean to give you any advice…

but I think you need to meet a girl that will help you…

I don’t know, forget your ex-wife.

No. No?

I’m not in the mood for that now.

Besides, I don’t believe one nail drives out another.

That’s not for me.

In this case, it's more a screw and a nut. I’m telling you to go have some fun,

not go looking for another wife.

Yes, but being with a girl for casual sex… I don’t know, I feel its frivolous.

I practice tantric sex, understand? For a couple of years now.

Yeah, I know. You look at me and think: "This guy has tantric sex."

People think you must be an athlete for that, but it’s actually for everyone.

-I was trained by a Pakistani Zen master. -How about that?

That's why I’m not interested in dating just any girl…

I don’t know, I need a certain spiritual connection, an emotional bond,

to form a strong connection.

Then, if there is a sexual encounter, it turns out to be…

magical, something different, and it may last for hours,

-even days. -Wow.

In my case, my secret is that I have a big tool down there.

-Let’s say I have a big joystick. -Wow.

Hey, I’m not bragging about it, I’m just stating a fact. But it does help.

You know, it helps to sustain a tantric experience for a very long time.

Sure, no doubt. I’m thinking that, in our building,

we have the psychologist Eugenia living in 1B.

No, I don’t want therapy. I'm not in the mood.

No, not therapy. I’m telling you because she’s single

and only her patients visit her apartment. That’s why I’m telling you.

No, that’s not for me, not right now.

Well, maybe she can take care of that big joystick,

and the magical encounter will take place. I’m just saying.

We used to go to Chascomús all the time to fish silverside,

but it must be the right season, August, September, when the big fish come out.

Seriously, dad, pretty please.

Please, Camila, you’re so persistent. I’ve already said no.

-Good morning, Mr. Germán, Miss Camila. -Hey.

Say a nice hello.

She’s mad because I won’t let her go to the Cony Músel recital.

Oh, well.

-Have you heard her sing? -No.

Besides, the tickets are awfully expensive.

- Alright. See you later.

-Bye. Dad!

When you grow up and get a job,

you'll be able to buy all the tickets you want.

Hi, Cony.

I'm not sure this is gonna turn out well, because technology is not my thing.

You must get millions of messages, but I hope this one warms your heart.

I want to tell you about a little boy, Thiago.

He’s not feeling so good right now. He is a terminal patient,

he doesn’t have much time left. He is slowing wilting.

I’m sure you must listen to some of these messages.

If I’m lucky and you happen to listen mine,

I would ask you to visit Thiago, even for a minute,

since seeing you would make him very happy. That poor child.

Just that. Thank you, Cony.

Son of a bitch. You moved me to tears, Eliseo.

Eliseo. He seems to be more cheerful. His mood is much better.

I can tell it was good for him to talk with you.

The important thing here

is that we managed to reconnect Nacho with his self-esteem,

-to value and revalue what he has. -Sure.

-Let’s hope he keeps it up. -God willing.

-I owe you one. -No!

Hi, I’m Fernando, Cony Músel’s manager.

Listen, Cony would very much like to meet Thiago.

She listened to your message and was deeply moved.

These things break her heart.

Tomorrow we have some free time and could come visit him at 6 p. m.

Please, confirm with me if it’s okay.

I’ll be honest with you. Lately I’ve seen Thiago a little sad.

He looks downhearted.

And since I promised Galaurdián I would wash his car,

I thought: "Why don’t I ask Thiago to help me? It'd be a change for him."

I don't mean to pry, but I feel his dad is not much in the picture, right?

He never sees him, am I right?

Yes. The guy lives in Chile. Thiago visits him during school holidays.

Right. He doesn’t know the kind of son he has.

I couldn’t bear two days without seeing him, I would go crazy.

I know if I had to leave the building, Thiago would be the one I’d miss most.

Why would you leave?

Because of the… Haven’t you heard about the swimming pool project?

Yes. Yes, Andrea is all in for the idea. She thinks a pool would be awesome.

-But what does it have to do with you? -Andrea didn’t tell you the whole story.

If the project should be endorsed,

I would have to leave. They would hire a cleaning company,

which would be obviously cheaper.

They would fire you? After such a long time? Oh, but they can’t be such bastards.

Well, it will be subjected to voting. It’s not a sure thing, but…

Andrea is super in favor for the idea. But I’ll talk to her.

I know this may sound as cheap psychological babble,

but I believe she feels guilty because she’s never around

and she’s making up to it with the pool for Thiago.

I'd rather have Eliseo than a pool, any day!

So, when is it?

-When is what? -When will you wash the car?

Tell him at 5 p. m., or maybe 5:15.

-No, tell him at 5:30. -At 5:30. Alright.

-Great. Okay, okay.

-Well, I’m off. Bye. Of course. Bye.

-I don't want to wash a car. -Great. We won’t be washing any cars.

You’ve heard of Cony Músel?

-Obviously, she’s famous. -Right.

-Do you like her? -No.

You know who likes her?

-No idea. -No? Think. Who do you think likes her?

-I don’t know. -Camila.

-Ah. So what? -It’s very important. I have a plan.

Droopy. Hey! Are we walking Droopy?

It’s the price I have to pay to stay here.

With the price of rent, this is small price, huh?

-Bye, Nacho. See you. Come on.

There she is.

Hello.

-Thank you so much for coming. Oh, please.

I’d like to ask you… Let’s not mention the illness.

My poor little angel. I don’t know how much time he has left

and I’d like him to be able to think about something else.

-Oh, that’s terrible! -No, Cony, please, don’t cry.

The kid can’t see you crying. He’s very sensitive.

Well, it’s natural he’s sensitive. The situation calls for that.

Take it easy. -Please wait for me here. I won’t be long.

-Miguel, will you please take my place? -Sure. Isn’t that Cony Musel?

-It's pronounced Músel. -Oh.

-Focus on your duties. Just that, please. -Alright.

This way, please. Very kind of you.

Which of my songs do you like better?

-All of them. -All of them.

You know I've come because I really wanted to meet you?

-Well, here I am. -Yes. I’ll be right back, one second.

-He doesn’t look that bad. -He’s a fighter, my dear.

He has good and bad days.

Today is a good day because he knew you were coming.

How cute!

-That’s great! -Now tell me a little bit about school.

-How are you doing? Good, bad? So,

-how many tickets would you like? -Three would be great.

Three? -Yes.

-Three for the Saturday show. -Perfect.

Could you give me four?

Okay, no problem.

-Here you go. -Thank you so much, really.

-They’re good seats, aren’t they? -Excellent.

-VIP box. -Oh, my God!

A couple more?

Fine. For the kid.

-Six. Six. Very kind of you.

Well, I’d be crazy to ask you for eight, wouldn’t I?

Eight?

It’s a big family and I can’t give tickets to some and not to others.

-Eight. -Thanks a lot. This is great!

Hi, Magui, how are you?

-Hello. Fine. What's up?

One question, Magui. Your employers,

Pablo and Victoria, have they hired you legally?

-No, I don’t think so. -That is not right at all.

As long as I’m in charge of this building, things are going to be done aboveboard

and with honesty.

One contribution not made to the state means an old person without his medicines

or a kid going hungry in Catamarca. Did you know that?

No.

Well, it’s important you understand this.

I’m gonna give you the phone number of a labor attorney.

Ask him all the questions you have and he’ll explain everything.

They owe you a lot of money. You've been working off the books for very long,

Magui, for too many years. Missed state contributions, years of service,

year-end bonus, holiday pay, a whole bunch of things.

-It’s a big number, did you know all this? -No.

Your employers do. They’re breaking the law.

You have to call…

Excuse me. You have to call him and say: "Listen, I…"

I… Hey, Nachito, how are you?

Hi, Eliseo, what’s new? I have some good news I want to tell you.

-Good news? What? I’m downstairs.

Okay, I’ll be right down.

Call him. There’s a lot of money involved, Magui, a lot.

We met in the park.

I was walking Droopy and she was walking her dog, and we just connected.

She said something, I said something, and she suddenly laughed.

I thought: "I can’t believe she's talking to me."

Why are you backing down? Go on!

And… I followed your advice. I asked her out.

-Well done! -Yes, we agreed to meet tomorrow night.

I told her: "I’m gonna take you to the best restaurant I know,

but the best thing will take place afterwards." She smiled and said: "Okay."

-Seriously. Great.

I’m very happy for you, really.

And she lives here, in the building.

-Here? -Uh-huh.

But Eugenia, the psychologist, has a cat, not a dog.

No. Ehm… Her name is Paola.

Yes. Oh! Yes. I know who she is, I think.

-I couldn’t miss that chance, could I? -I don’t know. She’s not so special.

Because of all this tantric stuff,

I usually have no less than three hours of non-stop sex, but I think, in this case,

I’m gonna take my time. I mean… I want it to last all night long. Thank you.

Bye-bye.

So, the asshole was all depressed because his wife left him for his partner,

so I'm helping by listening to him. That’s all.

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Did you see the way she looked at me? She's the one I was telling you about.

She might be married, but every time she walks by,

-she kinda throws herself at me. -I only heard her say "Good evening."

She was undressing me with her eyes. It’s unbelievable, isn’t it?

Don’t you think that maybe she was just being polite?

No. No, there’s something here…

There’s something between us. I feel some kind of connection.

Well, look at that, a connection. Let’s get back to the important stuff.

-Yes, sorry, sorry. This kid is weird,

I don’t like him. He’s complex, even dark I would say.

Oh, shit!

And about the chick, Paola, who I'm not interested in at all,

somehow, I feel morally responsible to spare her a bad experience.

The poor thing. Get it? I’m thinking what to do.

-I’ll figure something out. -Good, good.

Sorry, Nachito.

-Eliseo! -Oh! Sorry. How are you, Paola?

Very good, better than you. Is that possible?

I’m a little tense, yes.

-Did something happen? -No, no, nothing.

Come. I’ll tell you all about it.

Beba called me and said: "You should go check on 2B. They’re killing each other."

-2B? -Yeah.

Poor Susana. Apparently her son Nacho is staying with her for a few days.

He appears to be a violent guy, so I went there, knocked, and the guy came out…

all red in the face. And he yelled at me: "What are you doing here?

This is family business.” He’s there yelling at me,

and I see Susana behind him, that poor woman was crying,

and all kinds of broken things on the floor, plates, glasses.

That was enough for me and I let him have it.

"What’s the matter with you? Not here.

You have no right to disrespect your mother,

and certainly not in this building, where women are respected.

We don’t want any violent people here." And as I raised my voice, he cooled down.

How terrible! I can’t believe it, Eliseo.

This story started a long time ago. The guy used to live here when he was younger.

He never had a good relationship with his mother. It was kinda weird.

At one point, his mother even confessed that she had bathed him until he was 30.

Just imagine how screwed he is.

Oh! What happened to your pet?

I don’t know, Eliseo. This is very strange.

María found it on the stairs. Would you know something about this?

No, what would I know, Doctor?

But I did read somewhere this is pretty normal with these gadgets.

They commit suicide, like lemmings.

They want to perform their work so well, and if they fail to clean something,

they end up jumping off some edge, but always in the line of duty.

I’m not in the mood for jokes. I paid an arm and a leg for this piece of shit.

No, it’s not a joke, I read it online.

It’s weird, because it has 67 sensors. How can it miss the fucking stairs?

True, you’re right. That’s why I rather stick to my broom.

-Normal, analogic. -Feeling ironic today, aren’t you?

-I mean it, Doctor. No irony here, no. -Well, fuck it.

-I'm throwing it in the dumpster. -Yeah, you do that.

Off to work.

He was visibly upset. He didn’t sleep all night.

Then he left. He went back to his studio apartment.

That’s the way it is with this illness, Susana. Two steps forward,

one step back. It’s all part of the process.

I don’t know. He seemed to be a little more cheerful.

I can imagine, yes.

Well, if he comes to visit, I’m always here for whatever you may need,

that is, if I’m still working here, of course.

Please! You don’t need to worry, Eliseo.

Even if we've had this setback, I truly appreciate what you’ve done for Nachito.

I’ll be honest with you. I liked the swimming pool idea.

It’s understandable. Yes.

But no, I wouldn’t do anything that might be bad for you.

I’ll do whatever I can so you won’t get fired.

Thank you.

You took the bait, Susana.

Eliseo, five…

Pool, six.

Hello! How’s everyone? I want you to meet my friend Thiago,

who is a super fan of all my songs. He's an exceptional boy with a huge heart…

I've told everyone we were coming. My friends are green with envy.

Are you really a big fan? Yeah, I'm a huge fan.

-They’re so sweet, aren’t they? -Yes, they are. They're beautiful.

People with tickets, come this way.

Come on, kids. Let's go inside.

Here.

I’m going to buy some sodas and gummy bears. I’ll be right back. Excuse me.

-Yummy. -Yes.

They’re for VIP box seats, the best spot in the venue.

I can let you have them for… I don’t know, 9000 pesos each.

What? 9,000 is too much.

They were selling them for 10,000, and they’re all sold out.

At best, I could let you have them for…

Eight grand. Not less, because I'd be giving them away.

The kids' faces just kill me. Dad is one of a kind, isn’t he? Please, be discreet.

Translation by Diego Esteban Gisbert