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Oh, God! I'm in big trouble!

No, you're not! This is a miracle, a blessing!

To have it...

or not to have it.

To have it, definitely.

Goodbye freedom.

Oh, don't say that.

Staying active is key for stimulating the baby.

Goodbye career.

If everything goes smoothly,

you can keep working until you're about 38 weeks in.

No biggie.

Goodbye flat tummy.

- My flat tummy, Cami. - No, but...

This can't be happening.

Girl, you're overreacting.

That's what shapewear, creams and, of course, crunches are for.

The kickoff whistle blows,

and team captain Juan Felipiño makes short passes,

outpacing one, two, three opponents.

He dribbles past them.

All set!

All set for Juan Felipiño's shot.

He measures the goal,

looks at the goalkeeper,

aims and...

Goal!

Goal!

In the World Cup, Juan Felipiño!

Goal!

He celebrates!

He celebrates...

alone...

on the field.

Completely...

alone.

Having kids may be actually cool.

Yeah.

To always have your own squad...

not just for this,

but to play cowboys and Indians...

and cops and robbers...

To get a bow and arrow, and risk having an eye gouged out, but...

then I wouldn't be alone.

I wish I could be

Your clock

Your shadow

The moon in your sky

The rug in your room

The pendant resting on your chest

The pillow on your bed

The night to your sleep

The dawn to your wakening

Be your skirt, your blouse

Your jewels

Your earrings

The headband on your hair

Your necklace

Your bracelet...

This is so sad!

Negative, again. Why? Why are you doing this to me?

Because God is great.

You dodged a bullet.

No, I did not.

If I were pregnant with a boy, I'd name him Marcos after my dad.

That's a lovely name.

I'd name him...

Hollywood!

Red carpet.

- Dollars? - No, that's not funny.

Don't make fun of my suffering.

I'm sorry, it's just that having kids doesn't even cross my mind.

It's like the worst that could ever happen to me.

Well, that's what you think.

I'm not like you.

Besides, you shouldn't be making fun of my deep sorrow.

Sorrow? Cami!

I mean, you don't even know which one could be the father.

Who cares? That's the least of my concerns.

All that matters is I want to have a baby now.

My body is asking for it like it's vital.

My biological clock is going...

Maybe it's because you're 40?

Forty is the new twenty, except you have money and experience.

Well, you're right. Can't argue with that.

But, Cami,

all that matters is that neither of us is pregnant.

So you can keep trying as many times as you like

with as many as you want.

Locals, foreigners...

Okay, where do I sign?

But if I were having a girl,

I'd name her Flor after my mom.

Though a genderless name might be better, right?

In case they end up being non-binary.

Come on, Cami. Get over it!

There's just so many gender identities these days.

It's better to keep it genderless.

Lucho, if you ask me, what you did was immature.

It lacked courage, manliness,

and character.

But most of all, Lucho,

it was immature.

How can I forgive you for leaving before the second half?

Juan Felipe,

it was a third-division match of the Peruvian league.

I didn't even know the names of the teams.

I couldn't care less!

Seriously!

Right now there are far more important things on my mind.

Look, my son moved out,

my wife is going through a hell of a depression,

and my marriage is at its worst.

Whether it's the third or second division doesn't matter, Lucho.

Who cares who the players are or if they're celebrities?

I just told you, this is what matters, what's burning here.

What drives you.

Passion, soccer.

That's what true happiness is all about.

You just don't listen, do you?

And clean that face of yours, please.

You most definitely never grew up.

When you do, you'll learn what true happiness actually is.

Well, yeah.

I mean, you're right.

Lucho, you are a philosophy professor.

You understand life and the universe far better than I do.

And you know what?

I do pay attention to everything you say.

And I...

Sometimes, I think about it and...

Well, maybe you're right.

Maybe soccer isn't what happiness is about.

- Really? - Yes.

It's sex.

Yes, sex.

To shoot and score.

To sink your shot into the net. That's what happiness is, sex!

In fact,

sex and soccer have a lot in common.

They do!

Well, let me tell you something,

because now that I think about what you said,

- it just occurred to me. - Let's hear it.

When was the last time you...

- A month ago. - A month with no...

- Nothing at all. - Nothing, huh?

Nothing for a month.

What if you, for example,

in order to avoid confrontation over it,

try asking for sex using soccer?

Watch a match together, but not just any match.

It has to be...

a match for the books.

Argentina's 1978 final win.

Sit down and watch it with Martica, it's the closest thing to sex.

There's moaning, there's screaming, there's sweat, there's ecstasy.

Hey, you're right.

How come I never thought of that before?

Of course! That's what's gonna save my marriage!

Just picture it.

I get home and say,

"Martica... we're not having sex today."

"Today we're watching Argentina's 1978 final win!"

My marriage would be saved!

Bullshit, man!

That's not happiness either.

Trust me, I've been resorting to the hand of God for a month.

Lucho, I don't get you.

Believe me, I try.

I really do.

I swear I do.

So, what's happiness?

To be honest...

the happiest I've ever been

was the day my son was born.

I mean it.

I suggest you give it a try,

since you love playing in Eli's hole.

I'm serious. When you...

When you see your flesh and blood leaving the nest,

when you see your wife breaking down,

when you feel that hole in your chest

and you've got nothing to fill it with,

that's when you...

you stop and think: "Could it be?"

And, yeah.

Your kids may be your happiness.

Just think about it.

Besides...

don't you remember I am lactose intolerant?

See? You really don't listen.

You, gorgeous.

What shall I be today to heat up your morning?

I can be a gladiator,

or a Viking.

Or I can be a forward,

and play in the hole just the way you like.

Juanfe...

do you want to have children?

Me?

You, me...

Us...

I...

No.

No.

Nah!

No. That's...

We just...

We still have so much left to do,

so many places to visit,

so much to know about each other.

No.

I mean...

Us having a baby?

To listen to your tummy every day

and try to figure out whether it's a he, a she, or a they.

And one day, all of a sudden, boom! We rush off to welcome the baby.

We'll rush into the hospital and...

I'll hold your hand, stay with you and wipe your sweat and...

when our baby is born, we'll hold them...

I'll give you a kiss and...

we'll hear them crying for the first time.

Oh, I'm running late!

Oh my God! I gotta run!

What is it, gorgeous?

Where are you going?

Let's hold hands

And talk about us

While looking in the eye

Let's be honest with each other

You know well how much I suffer

I know all too well how much you cry

But don't leave me

Don't you ever leave me

Let's talk about us...

My gorgeous goddess,

today we're having Spanish.

All the way from Valencia,

we have a surf and turf paella.

And there's nothing shellfish about it, there's enough for you and me.

For both of us, girl!

I won't make it for lunch today.

You won't?

I thought you were coming as usual, gorgeous.

You know? I'll just save it for later.

We can reheat it and have a romantic date tonight.

Okay?

If I'm lucky, we'll wrap this up early in the morning.

In the morning?

Should I pick you up?

No, no need. I'll just call a cab.

Actually, I should hang up now,

David is asking me to get back to the shoot.

And now I don't know what to do

I'm distant, I know

And it pains me to think

I won't find you

In a thousand lifetimes

Oh my God.

Oh, gorgeous!

What did you get yourself into?

Pregnant?

This can't be happening to me.

Why me? I'm nothing but nice to her.

I sweep the floor every day,

do the cleaning, cook for her,

hand-wash her underwear...

all for her to come to a nice house.

Oh, gorgeous, what have you done?

Pregnant? But...

There's no way!

I don't even look at other women's butts.

Well, at least, it came out negative.

Oh, God!

How am I supposed to deal with this now?

This can't be!

- I'm being played. - Right.

Listen, Lucho. Let me tell you something.

Look, just for safety...

I always wear a rubber.

I even wear two rubbers.

Two?

And when things get too wild,

I wear three.

Three?

Well, four, actually. I wear four rubbers.

Four?

I know, but that way I can rest easy.

Four rubbers and I'm chill.

It keeps my mind at ease.

No, hold on a second, Juan Felipe...

More than four is just too much.

I think...

you should go and talk to her with love,

look at her, and tell her how you feel.

I had to do the same with Martica.

It was killing me, man!

I told her how I felt,

and she laid her heart bare as well.

And then what?

Then what?

You have no idea!

You should've seen me.

I was like Tino Asprilla against Barcelona.

I netted thrice.

Shot after shot.

How about that? Thrice!

Nice.

I'm happy for you, man. You really needed that.

Jizz, you look better now.

Juan, let me give you some advice.

Look,

the foundations of a good relationship

are, as a matter of fact, communication and trust.

You know what? You're right.

You totally are.

I'll go talk to Eli now.

I'll stand right in front of her.

I'll look her in the eye,

and we're gonna talk.

And we're gonna do so like adults and be bluntly honest.

I'm gonna speak my mind.

Like a man.

- Like a man. - That's right.

- And I'm gonna do it now! - Yeah!

- That's right. Like a man. - Like a man.

- Yes, sir! I'm a man. - Juan, come back here.

Really? Four?

That's perfect, honey.

Wonderful! That's right.

Don't move, that's perfect.

Beautiful! Yes, stay just like that.

Wonderful.

Beautiful.

What a babe! You're doing great.

Wonderful.

God, what a hottie!

Look, that's just...

Great. Beautiful.

Oh, what a beauty!

Thank you!

These will definitely win you the World Fashion Models competition.

You think?

- No doubt. - It'll be all thanks to you.

Hey.

What happened?

Don't you dare jump. This isn't the Tequendama Falls.

I wish it were!

It's official. Elizabeth's cheating on me.

Worst part? He's incredibly cute.

Wait a minute. I'm not following.

What do you mean she's cheating on you?

I thought they were just longtime friends working together?

Precisely!

They have been playing me for years, right under my nose,

and I never even noticed.

You know what they say, "Birds of a feather frolic together."

No. First, that's not how the saying goes, Juan Felipe.

Second, let's go inside before it starts raining.

Now, do us both a favor

and stop imagining things.

Oh, Lucho...

I've been doing some thinking,

and I...

came to the conclusion...

that Elizabeth has no reason to be with me.

Okay, where did you get that from?

I'm just stating the facts, Lucho!

The facts!

You don't have to be a genius to see...

that I'm old,

that I'm getting fat.

My hair is getting grayer by the second. I have wrinkles.

I have nose and ear hair.

And I'm going bald.

I don't have a penny to my name, Lucho.

Why would a woman like Elizabeth want to be with a guy like me

when she has so many people at her feet?

Especially that creepy brown-noser.

You know why?

Because she's a smart woman.

And because she loves you.

Every cloud has a silver lining.

You know, I see you all scared and insecure,

and that makes me think that maybe...

you are actually growing up.

You think, Lucho?

Now,

if you are feeling that self-conscious,

then just change your habits.

Simple as that.

Do a little more exercise.

Eat your greens, sleep better.

Wear some nice perfume.

Get yourself a suit,

one that makes you look cool.

Though, let me tell you, this whole private investigator look

really suits you, you know?

And about those gray hairs, don't sweat it, man.

The grayer the sexier.

Trust me on this one.

Come on, give me that, your drink's getting cold.

My youth days are gone

And I haven't gotten very far

All I've got are these two hands

And all my memories of you

I'll try to grow

I'll fight my fears

I want to be faithful to you

And share all your dreams

Dear investors,

this shirt I'm wearing

is the shirt of my dream team.

That's right, I was able to make my dream come true.

And so there are hundreds of thousands of fans

who know that their team's shirt is like a second skin

and that they can make their dream

of designing their ideal team shirt come true.

How?

How?

How?

Easy.

Just download my app!

The money will start pouring into our accounts.

Billions of dollars.

Couldn't you do with a few billion dollars?

I sure could.

Everyone will be more than happy with that.

And the best part?

Every single one of those T-shirts

will be signed by me.

How does that sound?

Ready to sign?

You look like the wisest one here.

Get these people on board and let's sign this.

Come on, lunch is on me.

Wonderful. Don't move. Beautiful.

Beautiful!

A faster shutter speed.

That's it. You look wonderful! Beautiful!

Divine.

So pretty. Don't move. Last one.

Look over here. That's it!

Fabulous!

Look at these shots.

I love that one!

Divine.

Hey, Mom.

What? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

Oh, come on, Juan Felipe!

You think I should ask for permission to come to my own house?

No!

I just got home from abroad

and found this place turned upside down.

There's dirty clothes, food, pizza boxes everywhere,

and crap all over my lovely couches,

not to mention the smelly T-shirts crumpled up all over the place.

What's this?

Mom, please don't mess with my T-shirts.

They're my business

and I am putting all my effort and creativity

into making them profitable.

If things go well, that's what's gonna allow me

to finally move out and leave you alone.

And don't worry about the underwear, I'll take care of...

Mom.

Mom, I'll call you right back, okay?

I just...

I think there's a bit of a situation going on, okay, Mom?

I love you, okay? Bye.

My mom says hi.

Juan Felipe Rodríguez, why are you spying on me?

Why are you cheating on me?

Excuse me?

Me? Cheating on you?

Okay.

Hold on. Cheating. Okay.

Where? How? When?

With whom?

Do you think I'm blind?

Do you think I can't see it?

That I don't see how you hug him,

how much fun you have with him, how you're always laughing?

Besides, look at what he does with that camera.

He's basically making out with you through that lens,

licking and touching you all over with that thing.

- Do you think I-- - Oh, shut up!

What's wrong with you?

David is my best friend!

I basically owe my career to him!

You know him! And now you don't trust me?

Besides, he's an objectophile.

An objecto-- what?

An objectophile!

He's in love with an object, his camera! Can't you see?

How he kisses it, touches it, hugs it!

How can you say I'm cheating on you with him?

Come on, don't be ridiculous!

Show me some respect!

I'm sorry, gorgeous.

I'm sorry, I was confused.

"I'm sorry"? You mess up and then say you're sorry?

I didn't know about his condition.

- I-- - Of course, you didn't know. Right.

Eli!

You idiot!

Why do I always do this?

Hey.

How's it going?

Gorgeous.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know how to react.

You're the love of my life. You're...

my soulmate and...

the mere thought of you getting pregnant by another man

was gnawing the life out of me

and driving me crazy.

The truth is...

I don't know what is going on with me. I feel different.

I'm getting old, Elizabeth.

And I love you so much...

that I think...

it's time for us to have kids

and start a family.

And I feel it's time for us to break up.

What will I do without you?

What will I do tonight?

Living with this anxiety

This everlasting longing

Without the sound of your voice

The sun won't shine

The moon won't rise

And you're nowhere near me

I don't know what to do

Whether to laugh or cry...

Elizabeth called.

Elizabeth?

Why didn't you put her through?

What did she say?

How was I going to put her through?

You've been moping around for ten days.

I went on a trip, came back, bought a farm,

had two boyfriends, enjoyed myself, and ate delicious food.

And you just were down in the dumps.

But what did Elizabeth say? Does she want to see me?

I lied.

I just said it to see if you'd react.

And look, you did.

Mom, that's too cruel.

No! Cruel is for a son who ripped his mother's guts out at birth

to want to die because some hag dumped him.

Now that's cruel.

Mom, I wanted to have kids with Eli.

What? No, Juan Felipe.

I really think you shouldn't.

Having kids is a real pain in the ass.

Sorry, I'm just being honest.

When you have children you have to look after them,

feed them, give them an education,

hope for them to be upstanding people, and all for what?

For them to grow up and want to die just because a woman doesn't love them.

No.

- I had dreams with Eli. - Oh, no. Ju... no.

First of all, I'm too young to be a grandmother.

And you should follow your dreams.

Work on your projects, your business,

and actually achieve something.

Make money!

And most of all, clean up!

Pig!

Whom shall I ask if you love me?

When everyone says...

Juan Felipe.

No.

My heart begs me to forget you

And in all this wait I lose...

I brought your bag.

Would you do me a favor?

Can I have the house keys back?

I need your love so much

Juan Felipe, it's as if you don't know me at all.

I don't like stuffed animals.

No big deal, just take its eyes and nose off

and it will be just like a cushion, a pillow or a hassock.

Are you mad? They give me allergies.

Well, that's--

- Okay... - This is your fault.

Just put a cover on it.

If you do, it'll be isolated and won't hurt you anymore.

Your absence hurts me...

What's all this nonsense about?

Lucho's tactics to regain his wife, Mom.

Did that work for him?

No, they split up.

Looks like they didn't work for you either.

Listen, honey.

I'm not a big fan of that girl,

but if she's the woman you love, I'll suck it up.

But women are won over with actions,

with grand gestures.

Not with little, stupid gifts like this one.

Show her you love her.

Go and seal your love!

Ever since you were born,

I've been dreaming of the day you move out,

and it seems like it's finally come.

So, please, get her back.

Go, you have my full support.

Really, Mom?

As long as you move out...

Thanks, Mom.

Now shower.

Eli.

I want to wake up next to you every day of my life.

I want to spoil you every night.

And every night, when you come home,

I want to treat you to your favorite meals

and lull you to sleep in my arms.

I want to watch over your dreams,

wake you up with kisses

and hand-wash your underwear so it doesn't get damaged.

I want to make you the happiest woman in the world.

Eli...

would you marry me?

- Juan-- - Besides...

when the time is right, we'll have children.

We'll start a family.

And we'll raise them lovingly and patiently.

No, Juan Felipe.

Why not?

Because with you, I have no future.

I have no support, you don't have a job,

you don't even have a penny to your name.

What future do I have with you?

Well, I'm starting my T-shirt business and I'm putting all my energy into it.

Sooner or later, something good will come out of it.

Come on, don't be naive!

Your imaginary T-shirts?

That won't work.

My mom said she can support us at any time

and money has never been an issue between us.

Okay, listen.

Whenever we fight, you always end up running to your mommy.

She's always in the middle.

I just... please...

don't make me keep talking, I don't want to hurt you.

Besides,

what I was going to tell you...

is that...

I'm leaving.

I'm going on a trip.

I signed a contract with World Fashion Models

and I'll participate in the reality show. I'll travel the world for a year.

Well, congratulations!

It's what you've always wanted.

Thank you.

I could come along.

I could carry your bags,

do your hair and learn to do your makeup if you want.

I'll cook for you, I'll make you croissants in France,

and if we are in Spain, I'll make you paella...

I could make you happy around the world.

No.

I'm sorry, but no.

This is my chance,

it's my dream and...

you need to understand

that at our age those opportunities are like collagen.

No. I'm leaving.

I'm sorry, Juan.

I'm sorry.

And thank you.

Bye.

You are my teammate

My greatest love

Just live, and if it's meant to be

I'll sing you a song

If fate brings us back together

I'll be grateful

If it's not meant to be

I'll play another match

Okay, it's all set, Cami.

Eli, I swear I feel like Roberto's the one for me.

I mean it. You should see him.

I mean, he is so chivalrous and humble,

and yet he has this overwhelming energy

that sweeps me off my feet.

Cami, I've heard you say that like...

178,000 times. Mind what you do.

No, but this time it's for real. I swear.

He's the one. We have so much in common!

For instance, when he was a kid,

he got measles around the same time I did.

Can you believe it?

And his mother's name is Flor, just like mine.

And wait till you hear this.

He also has a brother who's in jail.

No way!

I swear it feels like a cosmic encounter

between a pair of soulmates that merge into one.

Oh, Cami, you sound so happy.

Yeah...

Cami, I wish you all the best,

I hope things work out for you.

Don't leave out a single detail.

- Please, don't be a stranger, okay? - No. The same goes for you.

And most importantly,

go for the win at World Fashion Models!

You're gonna win.

- I don't know if I should leave. - What are you saying?

Off you go. Bye. Don't forget your luggage!

Okay.

Never let yourself believe that you are less than others.

Never let anyone

walk all over you again.

Don't believe them when they say you're too fat to play,

because today you have the power.

Today is the first day

you're going to prove to yourself that you can do it.

Don't you ever forget

that I have a crush on you.

- You've got five minutes. - Okay.

From the day we are born,

98% of us human beings

are programmed to run after something.

Not because we want to,

but because something moves us,

something drives us.

Let's picture that something in the form of a soccer ball.

When we are young, the ball is that...

elusive love.

But when we grow up, the ball becomes something even more unattainable:

Success.

We run after it,

growing tired,

always trying to belong,

running after someone else's ball.

That's why I developed Design Your T-shirt.

An app for soccer and non-soccer fans

in which anyone can not only design the banners

but also pick the colors of their ideal team.

And wear them here,

close to their chest,

close to their heart,

which is all that truly matters.

But what it will allow us to do

is to finally stop chasing after someone else's dream,

to stop being gregarious

and become our own team.

To become

our own ball.

Look.

I'm going to start with one million, but I am taking 60%.

One million will do.

But can I ask you a favor?

Since I know that deductions are going to be made on that,

and I'll have to pay for healthcare and benefits,

which is my responsibility, of course,

I was wondering if you could raise it a bit,

just enough so I can actually get a million pesos

and use that to pay for--

A million dollars, sir.

- Say, "Goal!" - Goal!

- Louder! - Goal!

With passion, don't fake it.

I want you to show me how it feels to be your own ball.

- Goal! - How does it feel?

What's that like? Tell me!

Goal!

Pay attention to me or else this isn't gonna work.

Ship 500,000 T-shirts to Argentina

and also 800,000 to Brazil.

DESIGN YOUR T-SHIRT

Send 450,000 to Mexico

and then two million to Japan so we can sell big.

Okay, and 10,000 to the United States.

Well, then, get on with it.

These gringos!

They lack passion.

Look at the sales report.

This is a complete success.

Excellent.

That's because you and I make such a great couple, honey.

We are the best couple ever. You know what I was thinking?

We should make more out of all this.

We should do a TV show.

Have celebrities over and have them design their T-shirts live.

Can you imagine?

For example, we could have Shankira design her own T-shirt.

Ask her what's behind her design.

We would obviously have her sign an agreement for us to keep the rights

and then we could sell those T-shirts.

We could make a few extra millions.

How's that sound?

Great.

But...

how about before all that,

like, right now,

I take you home,

cook something for you and just...

start to spoil you and give you a little massage

and ease some of that pain you felt in your arms?

And then we can play goal, goal, goal!

No.

No, how boring!

We should go to the Hatsinskys' new sushi restaurant.

Juanca would be there and we could talk business or do some networking.

Cut it out with all that wanting to stay in.

It's just too boring, and there's really no need.

You can eat whatever you want there.

Go start the car, I'll go to the bathroom and head down.

FIRST PLACE

I followed my dreams

But not my heart

I really miss

The joy of your love

I followed my dreams

But not my heart

I really miss...

What do you think?

You are the prettiest pregnant lady ever!

I'm finally going to meet Marcos.

You can't imagine what it feels like.

I can't describe it.

It truly is the greatest love you could possibly feel.

You're going to meet your rich auntie!

His spinster aunt, you mean.

What is it? What's with that sadness in your voice?

What happened?

Cami, success has its pros and cons.

What I wouldn't give not to have to choose

between the love of a man

or a successful career.

Because some men out there...

they're a nightmare.

They're jealous, envious, possessive...

But...

some others are so...

nice.

Hey, hold on a sec.

Are you talking about Juan Felipe or you met someone?

What? No. Tell me all about it!

Let's see, what happened between the world and those legs?

Nothing.

What do you mean, nothing? Your face says otherwise.

No. Tell me.

I'm craving gossip!

It's a craving, and if you don't tell me, my baby will have a birthmark.

Who would've thought

all those who had no faith in you...

Because I always had faith in you.

I did, I always knew that my friend,

deep down, behind all that dirt,

behind all those layers of irresponsibility and immaturity,

had a diamond in the rough.

A diamond that was waiting for that pass.

And boom! It received it and... pow!

You scored, man.

I always believed in you, I did.

In fact, I do.

I just hope

that when you have three mansions with swimming pools

and own your own soccer team,

you won't forget about me.

I, on the other hand, am so bored.

All the traveling and planes...

staying in hotels all the time and having lunch in restaurants...

I miss cooking my own food sometimes, man.

Making my own bed.

Tidying up, cleaning my house...

Staying in, spending time at home.

I knew something was up with you,

because when you posted that picture of the balloons...

Where was that again?

- In Cappadocia. - There.

I saw your eyes

and thought, "He's having a hard time."

"He's going to jump off that balloon."

"He's going to jump off because he wants to get his hands on a mop."

"He desperately needs to mop under a bed."

Are you dumb or what?

Who gets tired of that?

Who gets bored of that, man?

I don't know, I feel like...

something's missing.

Missing?

Here?

I see. Juancho...

what if you're not missing something,

but someone?

Careful.

- Be very careful! - No, no.

You better not stir up the hornet's nest, okay?

Don't you dare.

Should I call him or not?

Should I call him or not?

God, please, what do I do?

I'll call him.

Eli?

How surprising to hear from you again!

I thought you'd stay in Europe for good.

No, not at all. That was just a work thing.

Besides, Europe is too old and cold, so... no.

So, how are you? Do you have some time to spare?

I just...

I'd like for us to meet.

I have...

something very important to tell you.

Sure, Eli. I'd love to.

Besides...

I also have something important to tell you.

You look...

You look different. I don't know.

Different how?

Well...

like you're missing... something.

Maybe it's soccer?

It's the suit.

No. No, the suit...

That's part of the job.

I have to wear this for meetings and stuff,

but I always carry soccer in my heart, that's for sure.

Yeah.

Hey...

out there everything was...

everything was off.

I don't know, I felt...

lonely.

I missed

your kisses,

your touch.

Soccer Sundays.

Your smell on my clothes.

You, basically.

I missed you.

Oh, Eli...

you have no idea how nice it is

to hear you say that.

I missed you very much too.

Every day.

Because when you were by my side I realized...

that I could do anything...

that all problems were small

and all dreams were achievable.

Because you made me feel that way.

I not only liked being with you,

but also who I was when I was with you.

I am what I am today...

thanks to you.

And that's why...

I want to ask you something.

Eli...

from the bottom of my heart...

would you...

join me on my wedding day?

I'm getting married.

Huh?

You're getting married?

Yes.

You have to meet her.

You're gonna love her.

She's gorgeous and super fun.

If what happened between us hadn't happened,

if our story hadn't turned out the way it did,

I wouldn't have been able to see

that every second, every moment we shared,

was leading me to something.

That's why you, Eli, are an essential part

of the biggest day of my life.

And I would like you to be there.

In fact,

here's your invitation.

Here.

Right.

I'll be there.

- Count me in. - Thank you.

It hurts to think Of the last time I hugged you

When I didn't feel the cold

Next to your skin

It hurts to know I'll never see you again

My heart cries out for you

Every second of my existence

And if there's one thing I know

In my life I may never

Find you again

Not even in a thousand lifetimes

Even if I search across a thousand miles

Let's travel back in time

To the day we met

I long

To live in the world we lost

I'm dying

I'm dying to see you again

And never let go

The whole process

of artificial insemination has greatly evolved.

The process is very simple now.

All we do is insert a catheter

and push the little seed in with a syringe.

Doctor, does that hurt?

No, sweetie, not at all.

Of course, the most important thing

is to get a good seed.

Because without a good seed,

well, you can't bear good fruit.

Right.

Before we start our date, I'd like to ask you a question.

Would you like to have children?

I mean, what can I say?

Do you want to have kids?

Before we start this date,

I'd like to ask you a question.

Do you happen to have 5000 pesos that I can borrow?

There's a cab out there waiting for me

and the taximeter keeps on ticking.

Eli, are you sure you want to go to that wedding?

Cami, I promised him I would be there for him.

Yes, but that is just plain masochism.

Besides, you should focus

on finding the donor for your insemination.

I've been thinking and I don't want to have kids.

I don't want any donors.

- No-- - I don't want anyone but Juan.

- I don't want anyone else. - No, don't say that.

So, what? What's your plan?

You're just gonna go to that wedding

and fight for that bouquet like a lioness in heat?

How can I not go?

How can I not be there for him

when he has always been there

and this is the biggest day of his life?

Besides...

if he is happy,

then I am happy too.

Oh, no. Eli, no. I get it, but don't cry.

Please. I mean, look, you're gonna ruin my makeup.

Come on, just breathe deep.

That's it, breathe.

Take a seat.

I had no idea Juan Felipe's girlfriend was so pretty.

I'd never seen her before.

Just look at those eyes, she looks like a model. Look at that face.

You think they'd do a photo shoot with me?

Okay, thanks for the support.

Okay, sorry.

We're gathered here today

to witness and celebrate the marriage

of Valeria Tamayo

and...

Juan Felipe... what was his last name again?

This one is Rodríguez.

That's it! Rodríguez!

Is there anyone who disagrees,

is uncertain,

or has any issues

with this legal union we're here to witness?

Yes!

Me.

State any hindrance, uncertainty, issue or disagreement you have.

Juan Felipe wants to have a child with me.

And I want to have children with him.

The going got tough!

Don't even think about it or you'll have to deal with the consequences.

Miss Valeria, there is nothing we can do about it.

Is that true, Eli?

Yes.

And I want to do it now.

Not here.

But as soon as possible.

Go.

So cute!

I missed you so, so much.

- Let's go. - Let's get out of here.

The night to your sleep

The dawn to your wakening

Be your skirt, your blouse

Your jewels

- Tea? - Thanks!

Ginger with lemon, the way you always liked it.

You remembered!

Of course, how could I forget?

It's delicious.

Gorgeous, I wanted to ask you something.

While you were in Europe

traveling around the world,

on the catwalks, the shootings and all that...

did you...

happen to meet anyone?

Well, I met lots of people,

obviously.

Right, of course.

But, I mean...

did you meet anyone special?

Like...

a boyfriend or something?

Yes, I did.

And...

was there...

any playing in the hole?

Well, then...

I guess we're tied, right?

I guess.

Two lost souls play a game of catching up

A new match has begun

So many memories trying to resurface

My heart has started beating again

I don't want time to get the best

Out of what fate tore apart

Blended in a tender kiss I want to truly feel

That we are better together

Remember, together

We can always score

Yes, honey. I did get some sleep.

- Okay. - Hey, guys.

How are you?

- Hi. - Excuse me.

The nightly fee is 315,000 pesos.

You can pay by card,

direct deposit, in cash, bitcoin...

- Card. - Okay.

- Here. - What are you doing? No.

Let me get this.

- You sure? - Of course.

- This is on me. - Okay.

- Okay. - Make it one payment.

Oh, I'm sorry. The transaction was denied.

Let's try contactless payment.

Works better than swiping it.

- Sometimes it doesn't work. - Yes.

Let's try again.

Nope, not working.

- No, but... - How odd.

It can't be, we sold a million T-shirts in the U.S. and 600,000 in China.

Must be some sort of issue with the signal.

- Might be the connection. - Yeah, probably.

- Yeah, definitely. - Give me a minute. I'll sort this out.

- Yes? - Would you do me a favor?

- Tell me. - Would you lend me the money?

- Me? - Yes, it's just that...

I will pay you later with the commissions from the T-shirts.

Sorry, I can't do that. Business policies.

I don't have the money anyway.

Okay, then, is there any other way we could solve it?

Darling, don't worry about it.

I've got this.

No worries.

- I don't think it'll work. - Here.

I'm sure there's an issue with the signal.

- No... - It's the signal.

It will go through.

Yup, it worked!

- See? - Okay.

Yeah!

Have a great day.

Bye. Lovely place!

- Thanks. - Good vibes.

- I don't know what could've happened. - It's okay, honey.

I tell her.

I tell her not.

I tell her.

Hey, honey! How are you?

I'm sorry I'm late,

but you have no idea what a good day I had.

I have so much to tell you.

Oh, I left lipstick all over you. How are you?

Eli, there's something I need to tell you.

Honey...

what is it?

Why do you look like someone's died?

Should I be worried?

She took everything.

Valeria added one of those fine-print clauses to our contract.

The kind you never really read.

She gets to keep everything.

I am back to being a failure.

Honey, but...

you can start over!

You always can.

Tell me what your dreams are,

what you long for.

My dreams?

My dream is...

for this house,

which is your palace...

to always be a palace.

To make sure it's always clean.

You know, for the tiles to always be...

utterly spotless

for you.

For you to always have a warm breakfast and a delicious lunch.

For us to be able to raise our children

together.

My dream is to spoil you.

To give you a massage whenever your back hurts.

To make this home be half as beautiful as you are.

My dream, Eli,

is one that is of no value to anyone.

One that no one really dreams of.

My dream, Eli,

is to be a househusband.

Oh, honey!

How can you say that?

That is the most important occupation.

And of course it is of value!

Besides, if you want to take care of our palace,

then you will be in charge of taking care of our home. Okay?

But where will we get the money from?

Hey.

That's what I'm here for.

Winning the World Fashion Models has to be worth something.

I'm World Champion.

I hit the jackpot with you.

Oh, honey.

- I love you, Eli. - I love you too. Don't worry, Juan.

...A love like yours

I was met with nothing but disappointment...

Okay.

Should we use the couch?

- No, we're going upstairs. - Okay, let's go.

It has to be just like in the movies.

- Okay. - Sorry, the couch.

- The couch? Okay. - Sorry, I can't make it.

You know what?

Don't worry, movies are full of lies.

It's okay.

We'll make up our own truths.

Hey, what if we can't have children?

Oh, gorgeous.

We are already married.

We are a family.

I can't think of a better place or time in my life than this.

And the kids will be a bonus.

Now...

should we go get that bonus?

- Yes. - Okay.

If you don't ask, you don't get. After all, we are on our honeymoon.

- Let's go. - Upstairs or downstairs?

Upstairs.

- Come on, hurry! - Upstairs or downstairs?

- Upstairs! - Okay.

Here we go, then.

Let's have our honeymoon.

- Let's go. - Let's go!

- Here goes. - Come on.

Go!

No, but...

No, what is that?

That was terrible.

No, man.

What happened to Felipe "the Gazelle"?

It died a long time ago.

I thought you said soccer was happiness, what's this?

My heart is racing, Lucho.

Eli and I have been trying for weeks.

We play matches every day, in the morning and at night.

And we play foosball as well.

But, Lucho, we just can't get pregnant.

- How strange. - I'm completely exhausted.

I don't know what to do anymore.

Hey.

Do you remember the guy who helped my brother

after he had his vasectomy?

- Yeah. - That's your guy.

Hello.

Sir?

Master.

Do you come in search of happiness?

I'm looking for help to get my wife pregnant.

You're looking for something more than happiness.

You're looking to extend your bloodline

by having an heir.

My friend Lucho told me you can even reverse a vasectomy.

What you need

is an antidote for fertility.

My wife and I have been trying to get pregnant for months.

We haven't been able to.

To heal your body,

you must first heal your spirit.

Everything comes with sacrifice.

If you want the prolongation of existence to enter your body...

you must first learn to let go.

Are you willing to?

I am.

Drink.

Who are you?

- Come. Who are you? - Come. Who are you?

What do you want from yourself? What do you want from me?

You.

Follow me.

Mom.

Mom?

Mommy?

- Mommy. - Let her go.

Let her go.

Goodbye, Mom.

Goodbye, Mom.

Goodbye, Mom.

Thank you, Mommy.

What's the matter now?

Problems with Elizabeth, I presume.

No, Mommy.

No. We're doing great.

The thing is...

we still can't get pregnant.

Oh, what a blessing!

I mean, it could be genetic.

Your dad and I also had fertility problems.

- Really? - Yes.

How come you never told me?

When was I supposed to tell you?

Just casually over breakfast?

"Morning, sweetie. There is some cereal."

"You know, your daddy and I had fertility issues."

Does that sound right?

No, not really.

So what did you do?

Well, we went to the doctor.

Did it work?

You're adopted.

Are you serious?

Oh, don't be silly! Of course it worked!

Though sometimes I'm not so sure.

That's it! Go, Chigüi!

Come on! Yeah!

Come on, goal! Goal!

- Chigüi scored, man! Goal! - Goal!

- What's wrong? - Goal!

- What is it? - Goal!

What's wrong?

Active Radio, 97.9.

What is this?

Fertility tests.

Only 2% of my sperm is healthy.

I am basically infertile, Lucho.

Oh, man.

I'm so sorry.

Shucks! That really sucks.

And to think that you spent all this time wearing two rubbers.

Or three.

- Yeah, three. - Of course, it was three... No, three?

No, now I remember! You kept saying it was four!

Four! You wore four--

What? What is it?

Wasn't it four? Yes! It was four!

I remember you telling me how comfortable you felt with four.

But, honey...

how about... adopting?

No!

You know I'm allergic to pet hair.

I don't mean a pet.

I mean...

adopting a child.

Oh!

That would be nice.

Can you imagine this being the home

of a child who is all alone in the world?

The first thing to keep in mind

is that to adopt, you need love.

Lots of love.

I can see that you two have that.

The second thing is to be aware of the responsibilities

that come with adopting a baby,

which are exactly the same

as when you have a biologically conceived child.

To provide an education, care

and the financial and emotional means that all this implies.

Bearing all of that in mind,

you'll have to fill out some forms and submit some documents

to determine whether or not you are suitable to be adoptive parents

and start the screening process.

Here are the documents. Make yourselves at home.

Thank you.

Thank you!

Well, here goes nothing.

Let's see. "Requirements."

"Must be 25 years of age or older."

We've got that more than covered.

"Birth certificate from both parents."

Well, we'd have to get those,

but I'm sure my mommy has copies of both yours and mine.

She always does.

"Proof of income and employment from both prospective parents."

No, gorgeous.

I don't even qualify to adopt a puppy.

I'm returning these documents.

Juan Felipe, we must face it.

Face what? That you don't like my cooking anymore?

No.

That we couldn't.

So, what do we do now?

Accept that we couldn't have children.

And then, move on with life.

Move on with life.

Life like this loses all meaning, Eli.

We have always lived like this,

as if we were standing still,

as if we were walking on a treadmill.

We might be moving,

but we're not going anywhere.

We don't grow.

And it's like being frozen

in time and space.

Honey,

you just said it yourself.

We should go on a trip, get out of here.

Look, let's go to Japan.

Let's go to India. Or Egypt!

We don't have to be tied down to a house.

Besides, you told me that, as long as we're together,

we're home.

So we can go anywhere in the world

and, if we're together, we'll still be home.

You know what?

You're absolutely right.

We don't need to be stuck here.

Let's conquer the world!

- Let's start with China. - Oh!

- Japan. - Yeah! Oh, wait!

Let's go to Egypt first!

Medals for the Church of Maradona?

The originals, of course. That was the first thing I packed.

- Visas? - Visas, both of them. Check.

Okay, and then... Oh!

The pregnancy test for China.

Here it is, sealed up, along with my 2% test just in case.

Oh, how smart!

Well, I think that's all. Oh, no, wait!

- We need the test for-- - Zika.

It's here. Who do you think you're talking to?

I'll load everything in the car, okay?

- I'll wait for you outside. - He's the best! I love him so much.

Here are the house keys, girl.

Make yourself at home, look after it and enjoy it.

And, please, water the plants.

- Don't let it get all dusty. - I won't.

- That's what friends are for. - Thanks.

How long are you going to be gone? I miss you already!

We have tickets for the next three years.

- Really? - Yes! There's a whole world out there.

That's just wonderful!

Cami, last piece of advice.

Don't bring too many men over. Not because of the house.

I mean for the baby.

Just until I find myself a good match, okay?

Please? Please!

- I love you. - I love you too!

- Safe travels! - Take care.

- I will. - Bye!

Have fun! Bye, Juanfis!

- Bye, Cami. Be careful! - Bye.

Now let's get you a baby sibling!

No, you speak!

Oh, yes!

- Here you go. - Here.

Yeah?

We are going to see the Great Wall of China.

Finally!

- Please, sir. Hold on a second. - Wait, no--

Well, by the looks of it,

you won't need artificial insemination.

Congratulations, sweetie.

You got yourself a great donor.

You are pregnant.

Well, not just pregnant.

Super pregnant!

Congratulations!

Thank you, God!

- Love. - Honey!

However, there is...

a complication.

Best-case scenario, if everything goes smoothly...

hard times are to come.

Tough times.

This can't be.

No more soccer.

No! This can't be.

What are you going to do?

Oh my God!

How could this happen?

I'm telling you, Mom. I have no idea!

It never even occurred to us

that such a thing could happen.

What a disaster! How is Elizabeth doing?

Not good, Mom.

I thought you didn't like Elizabeth.

Well, no, I don't really like her,

but I'm not a heartless person.

Either way, she's your wife.

Who is the granddaughter of the most beautiful grandmother ever?

Who?

Who's the baby that looks just as stylish as her aunt?

Who is going to be Uncle Lucho's girl genius? Who?

Where is my favorite women's soccer team?

Here!

You are my captain.

And you're my coach.

With just 2%.

Consider that a score!

What is it, honey?

I don't know about you, but I'm starving.

I mean, we.

Okay, I'm on it.

Two lost souls who are no longer apart

A new match has begun

So many are the flowers

That you gave me

My heart has started beating again

I don't want time to get the best

Out of what fate tore apart

Blended in a tender kiss I want to truly feel

That we are better together

Remember, together

We can always score

Ready for some foosball?

I am.

- Want me to play in the hole? - Please!

- Shall we start? - Yes!

You want me to play hard?

- Oh, honey! That hurts! - What is it?

- No, no. Hold on, wait a minute. - What is it?

The girls' breast pump.

Oh, I'm sorry, honey.

It's okay, it's all right.

Okay, let's go.

Come here. Oh, no!

No, hold on. Wait.

- What is it? - No, no.

- We need my four rubbers. - Oh, okay.

- I'm not taking any more risks. - Yes.

- Ready? - Ready.

- Yes. - Sorry.

- What is this? - Oh, honey.

So sweet!

- Oh, no! - No.

No!

Why?

- You ready? - Yes.

- On three? - Okay.

Okay.

One, two and...

What will I do without you?

What will I do tonight?

Living with this anxiety

This everlasting longing

Without the sound of your voice

The sun won't shine

The moon won't rise

And you're nowhere near me

I don't know what to do

Whether to laugh or cry

Whether to call or shout

What will I do without you?

What will I do without you?

I carry you with me

Everywhere I go

Ever since the night I lost you

Whenever I call

You never answer

I don't know

What I will do without you

I carry you with me

Everywhere I go

Ever since the night I lost you

Whenever I call

You never answer

I don't know

What I will do without you

Where are you, my love?

Where are you?

You may not even remember me

And here I am, dying for love

I begged you so many times

That I just gave up doing so

I bite my lips in anger

For not allowing myself to cry

If I can't have your caresses

If I can't have your love

It's better to forget

Though I shall never love again

What's the use?

What you truly love

Will never be yours

Where are you, my love?

Where are you?