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-I love skating! -I know.

It's a pity we're not as good as them.

Oh, no!

I think we need more practice.

Yes.

I'll go get some water. Do you want some?

-No, thanks. I'll wait for you here. -Okay, just give me a push.

-Okay, you aim. There you go. -Now.

-Guille? -Lucía!

Long time no see. Why don't we go jogging some time?

The thing is, I've just started my own business

and I don't have a lot of free time.

It'd be hard. Time's a bit tight.

-It's complicated. -Sorry!

Is she your friend? What's her name?

-Yeah. This is Bea. -Your friend.

Beatriz.

Okay, I'm off now, I'm freezing cold.

Yeah, sure, okay.

Poor thing, she's not properly dressed for this, don't you think?

-Bea, are you going to get water again? -No, I'm leaving, I'm late.

-What? Where are you going? -I'm going to the movies.

The movies? You didn't tell me. Wait, I'll go with you.

No, I'm going with someone else. With a guy, a friend.

"With a guy"? What do you mean? You never told me about that.

Why should I?

You and I are just friends, right?

-Bea... -What?

-Bea... Bea! -What?

You know we're not just friends, right?

No? What are we, then?

I don't get you sometimes. Let's see...

What kind of men do you like? The romantic kind, right?

Yes.

Romantic, okay. But, like, very romantic?

No.

See? Even you don't know what the hell you want.

-No, Bea, listen, seriously. -What?

Really. Cut it out!

I'd really like you to be my girlfriend.

-Okay. But stop busting my balls, okay? -What did you say?

I... I want us to be happy, of course.

Just that.

I want us to be happy too.

Great.

And I promise I won't complain as much.

And no jealousy.

-I won't be jealous. Yeah. -Really?

-You're so cute! -You're so dumb!

-What did you say? -You're so dumb!

What's this?

See? It's a surprise.

-Look. -Customized hangers!

-Do you want some maté? -Yes.

Always together, you and me

Yes, my love, yes, my love

My heart is yours

Hurry up! I'll start the movie. But don't fall asleep, okay?

I won't fall asleep, honey.

-I know you. -How mean.

You're so hot.

-Right there? -Yes.

-Soon... -Are we there yet?

No, you'll see.

-Watch your step, dear. -I can't see! You lead!

Okay. One, two, three.

-Wow! What's this? -Did you see?

And wait until you see the dessert.

Well, I was thinking of a different kind of dessert.

Honey...

-What? -Will you give me a minute?

-Why? -I'll go wash my hands.

-Okay. -I'll be right back. Wait for me here.

These are the mañanitas...

-Lift me up, please. -I'll help you.

-You're so light, were you on a diet? -I'm as light as a feather.

-Listen, could you do me a favor? -Sure.

I want to send a gift to my aunt Male.

-Okay. -The one in Buenos Aires.

I thought of sending her this for Christmas.

-It's super cute. -Cute, right?

-Yes, it's very pretty. -So, could you mail it before work?

Sure. But before that, could you do me a favor, honey?

-What? -My finger hurts terribly.

-It's awful. -Poor thing. Do you need me to pull it?

-Yeah, it hurts. -Is it stiff? Let me see...

I don't know how you manage to...

It's a gift.

MACA MESSAGE

Here's the address and the zip code.

Right. Here.

Thank you. I'll go take a shower, I'm going to be late.

Here, the prettiest one.

Well, look who finally decided to show up!

A NEW DAWN

I thought you'd be back next year!

Sorry, I couldn't get out of bed. Hi, what's up?

My friend has just come back from Argentina.

He hasn't got used to our time zone yet.

But I'm here to serve you as you deserve.

It's okay, I'll take it from here.

No, it's my pleasure to assist such a beautiful lady.

There. Have one for the road. Done!

Merry Christmas!

Happy New Year.

-Bye. -If you don't have plans, call me.

-You can lick my candy cane. -Cut it.

-I can stuff your turkey. -Cut it out, Max!

I don't like you treating customers like that.

-It's very unprofessional. -Really?

Why did you leave me in charge for a month, then?

-A month? I was gone for ten days. -Ten days?

-Yes. -Well, I...

I already took a whole month's pay. But don't worry.

I'll pay you back. I have to go now.

What? Won't you stay to help me?

You know this is chaotic before Christmas.

Sorry, I got a cool fucking job.

I'm late, I have to go.

-What kind of job? -It's... in a company.

Yes, in advertising. Advertising for a company.

-That's cool. -Yes, it's great.

Before I go, this is your pick for Secret Santa.

-Guess who. Who? -Let me see.

-Who? Tell me who! -Come on, man!

Here.

Bea.

I don't know how I'll manage to buy her a gift.

Relax, I'll be working at a mall.

If you want, I can buy her a gift. I'll call you when it's done.

-Okay. -Cool!

-Done! -See you.

Okay, thanks.

-For the road, okay? -Okay.

Bye.

FUTURE PREDICTIONS DEPARTMENT

Hello?

-Oh, Ceci. -Wait.

-Ceci? Is there something wrong? -Yes, something is very wrong.

I think Alejandro is cheating on me.

You think that once a week or every three days, please.

He keeps receiving messages on his phone,

and he never reads them in front of me. So suspicious.

So, tell me my predictions for my star sign.

Okay, right. Gemini.

You'll feel the world shaking and you'll have to watch your step.

Trust in your relationship.

Don't let a black cloud cast a shadow over your happiness.

You're strong, Gemini, keep that in mind.

Thank you so much, my friend. Thank you.

-Okay, kiss, bye. -See you later.

Gemini.

BACK AT 1:00 P.M.

FOR RENT CALL 996-950-330

-Hello. Pedro Flores? -Hi.

How are you? Guille.

Who taught you how to drive, moron?

Show some respect, sir.

I'm a writer, okay? Thank you.

You big idiot!

Honey...

I'll go check if I locked the fence. I'll be right back.

What? Did he change his PIN?

-I'll go wash my hands. -Okay.

-I'll be right back. -Sure.

He keeps receiving messages on his phone,

and he never reads them in front of me. So suspicious.

You big idiot!

Hi, Ceci!

I need to unlock a cell phone that has a PIN and fingerprint locks.

Bea, darling, don't you ever sleep?

Take your chance when he's distracted, or even better, asleep.

Grab his right thumb, it has to be the right one,

and place it on the sensor.

When the phone unlocks, be very quick,

or it will lock again automatically.

Thank you, Ceci. Problem solved.

Kiss. Bye.

GUILLE, HOW NICE OF YOU TO TAKE SOME TIME TO MEET ME

AND DISCUSS THINGS.

IT WAS GREAT! I FOUND THE PERFECT PLACE!

CAPRICORN: THINK ABOUT YOUR ACTIONS.

WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND...

"Don't learn it the hard way."

Done.

Send to print.

Hey, "Beatwiz"!

We were "weviewing" your "howoscope" in Editing.

So?

Well, it seems taken out of a "howow" movie.

-Okay. -We think you should change it.

-Make it "lightew." -The font color?

-No, the text! -I can't.

I just write what the stars tell me.

Besides, oh, look, I’ve finished for the day.

-And it's Christmas, Agripino! -Oh, "weally"? Tell me.

Have you finished "evewything" you had to do "befowe" the holidays?

Yes, "evewything"!

You should read your horoscope.

Well, I'm a Pisces, but I think "youw howoscope" is fishy.

"Pisces," "fish."

Considering what I write, Agripino...

You'll see.

Furniture Land, where everything is grand!

And where your kids are welcome.

-Hey, lady... -Merry Christmas, everyone!

Do you want a photo with Santa?

Who's that?

You've crossed the line, man.

Excuse me, kid. What's going on here?

-Two Santas? -Yes.

-We're twins. Identical. -What's wrong with you, man?

-You're scaring the kids. -What's wrong with you, man?

Don't you know there can only be one Santa per floor?

Why are you here? Besides, you can't be Santa.

-I can't? -No, you can't.

-Why not? -Come on, you know.

Because you are...

I mean, Santa's not...

-I'm not what? -You're too...

Too what?

Too tall, man. Santa's not tall. That's it.

Look, I was told to come here, and here I'll stay.

I'll have to kick you out, then.

-What? -You and what reindeer army?

-You're asking for it. -Oh, really?

Come here!

Where are you?

-Hi, could you give me...? -Wait, I know that accent.

-Yes? -You're Argentinian.

-Yes! -Me too!

-Cool! -Nice!

-You're having a tough time there. -Yeah, the dollar went through the roof.

I know, I was there recently, but I had to come back.

I had to take care of my business. I am my own boss here.

Nobody tells me what to do, I don't take orders from anyone.

-A pair of fake eyelashes, please. -Oh, okay.

-Be quick. -Yes.

-Here. -How much is it?

-Ten soles. -Here.

-Thanks. -You won't even put them in a bag?

Well, ma'am, it's for the sake of the environment, the ocean...

-Hi, Beatriz, what's wrong? -"What's wrong"?

-Where are you? -I'm close, okay?

"Close"? Where is "close"?

A five-minute walk!

Your voice sounds high, you're lying, Guille.

-Where are you? -I'm... the... high...

way... it's...

I can't hear you!

Hello?

Hello?

-Max, what's up? -Guille, bro, I'm sorry.

I couldn't buy Beatriz's gift.

And you're telling me just now? Everything's closed down already.

-I can't get her a gift now. -My day got a little complicated.

I'll tell you about it later. Sorry, I can't help you.

-Okay, fine, see you at my place. -I'll be there as soon as I finish.

Okay, bye.

So...

What can I get her?

This...

Anything.

Let's see...

Hey, honey, who are those two that have just arrived?

She's Cecilia. She works with Bea at the newspaper.

Cecilia. She's cute.

She seems nice and classy with that dress, right?

Is that her husband or her bodyguard?

He looks like a cop.

He's her husband, but he looks so bitter and grumpy.

Don't tell him to his face.

-Hi! How are you? -Hi. Good evening.

-What's up? -What's up?

Good evening.

Here, honey.

Where have you brought me, Cecilia?

Why are we spending Christmas with strangers?

They're not strangers. They're friends of my friends.

No.

We should have had dinner with my parents.

You know I don't like meeting new people. I don't want to.

I hate having to greet everyone, one by one,

exchange kisses, smile like an idiot,

and pretend everything they talk about is interesting.

Now I'll have to spend the whole night with these people.

We should have gone to my mom's.

What will she say when she finds out?

Your mom? She won't even notice!

She's always drunk as a skunk, especially during the holidays.

-Don't you dare speak ill of my mom. -Fine.

-She has an illness. -Let's take a selfie.

I hate Christmas.

And everything related to it.

Say "cheese"!

Who's the nutjob? The one that's wrapped in sheets.

That "nutjob" is Marisol, Bea's sister.

And the kid at the back, the one picking his nose up to the second knuckle,

is Juampi, her son.

He's glued to his cell phone.

Oh, hi, how are you? Bea.

The guy who has just arrived is Guille, Bea's boyfriend.

God, he's about to face the devil himself.

When Bea gets mad, all hell breaks loose. My God.

-Yeah, it shows. -She looks crazy.

-I got too busy. -Don't say a word.

Leave your gift there and go take a shower.

-Okay, but may I explain...? -No. Just leave your gift there.

Okay.

There it is. Done.

I'll go take a shower. I'll be right back.

-Here she comes. -Here she comes.

-Everything's so pretty! -Yes.

My girl.

-Okay, let's start the karaoke. -Karaoke, great!

-Karaoke! -Right.

-Is that her normal face? -Shut up.

Do you work with Beatriz too?

No, I came with my girl, Allison.

Oh, you're her boyfriend.

You were dragged here too, right?

That's how it is in the beginning.

You'd do anything to please her.

Hey, wait a minute.

We're not in a relationship, nor plan on getting married,

we're just friends with benefits. Have you heard of that?

We just go with the flow, no strings attached.

Yeah. Right.

You're hilarious. That's what you think,

but she has everything already planned out.

Look at her. She may look like an innocent lamb...

in the beginning.

But then...

She shows her claws.

And you find yourself massaging her varicose veins.

-No. We're perfectly fine, really. -Sure.

We were too.

In the beginning, I could have just eaten her up.

I should have swallowed her up. She wouldn't be able to bust my balls now.

Excuse me?

It's a joke.

You're right, though. She's so hot, I could eat her up too.

Okay, let's start the karaoke, shall we?

Follow the dirt road

I enter the forest, away from the river

I carry the path with me to arrive...

He's good.

Dance, dance, clap your hands!

Where did you meet this guy?

At the disco queue. He was there with his girlfriend and some friends.

We started talking and one thing lead to another.

So, we all ended up in my place.

Wait, he has a girlfriend?

He had. Past tense of the verb "get lost, girl."

He left her for this body.

Checo said this to you, for your enjoyment and addiction.

Cool!

-Thank you very much. -Bravo!

Next, let me pass the mic to... Bea!

A round of applause to Bea.

Come on, do it!

Please, God, don't let her sing the same song she always sings.

Here she goes again.

I'm a hot-blooded woman...

I knew it! She thinks she's so wild. What is she, a palm tree?

Sweet

I come from a hot land

And my heart feels happy inside

Dancing to my song

I know you'll feel it and sing it too...

Down, down, down!

Come feel the rhythm I brought for you

And dance your troubles away

I know you'll enjoy and be moved

Naturally happy, that's who I am

I'm hot-blooded and spicy hot...

Guille, come sing the chorus with me! Now!

You dance to the rhythm You're enjoying it

My blood is hot It's burning your body

You dance to the rhythm You're enjoying it

My blood is hot It's burning your body

You dance to the rhythm You're enjoying it

-Bravo! -Well done, white boy!

I really like your friend.

-He's a good dancer. -Okay, karaoke's over.

It's dinner time. Help me set the table, please.

I brought chicken and rice. It's Alejandro's mom's recipe.

It tastes exactly like hers.

-Not really, it's not that good yet. -Well, it's almost there.

No. It's not there yet.

That must be Max. I'll be right back.

I brought dessert. I made it myself.

The place where I bought it never uses animal ingredients.

-Neither eggs nor milk. -What happened to your eye, Max?

Some asshole tried to steal my job. It doesn't matter.

-Did you bring something to eat? -Of course.

...that thing is awful.

Okay, Max's here.

Hello! This looks great!

I brought something to share too. Here.

Have some. There's plenty! So yummy!

-Good idea, Santa! -Give me one.

-Here, honey. -Thanks.

Wait!

Let's say grace first.

At least on Christmas Eve.

Hold each other's hands. Okay?

Take this thing off.

Let's form a circle of vital energy. Come on, sweetie.

Okay.

Good. The astral spirits gave us their permission to eat.

Could you pass that?

The salad or the corpse?

-The dead animal. -There you go. Its tomb.

What a lovely moment to share and get to know each other better.

"Getting to know each other," as if that was possible.

Excuse me?

You can never get to know someone completely.

They're always hiding something.

Keeping secrets.

Making fun of true love.

-She's talking about you. -No, that's not about me.

You know what's the worst part?

They behave as if nothing happens. And you are by their side...

rotting in your own misery.

What a mood.

You can't sleep.

You can't stop thinking. You never sleep.

-It's midnight already! -Here.

It's Christmas! Merry Christmas!

-Oh, right. -The gifts!

It's not midnight yet!

-Yes, it is midnight! -The gifts!

Let's exchange gifts!

-But it's not-- -Your phone is broken.

Yes, it is midnight already!

It's not midnight yet!

Come here, dammit!

Do some good Do good, be good

Do some good Do good, be good

Do some good Do good, be good

Do some good Do good, be good

Mary Jane

Say it, man

Mary Jane, come with me I don't have time to think

Friends for life, nothing else Don't you get too crazy

Mary Jane, come with me I don't have time to think

Friends for life, nothing else Don't you get too crazy

Do some good Do good, be good

THE ART OF BEING YOURSELF

My love, Mary Jane

Do some good Do good, be good

Do some good Do good, be good

My love, Mary Jane

Do some good Do good, be good...

A cap with your country's flag.

But this is the Uruguayan flag. I'm Argentinian.

Uruguay, Argentina... They're neighbors!

Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. Try it on.

Okay, thanks.

-I'll try it on later. -Okay.

Okay. Well, the person I picked...

is really special to me,

and I'm not saying this because it's Christmas,

but I want her to know I love her with all my heart.

I hope we will have the chance to be happy together

for many, many years to come.

From her Santa, not so secret anymore, to my partner... Bea.

Bravo!

Open it!

HAND BLENDER

You hate me.

Do you want me to gain weight?

But, honey, you love cooking.

I told you I wanted roller skates. Why didn't you listen to me?

When did you tell me that?

I'd love to get a pair of roller skates,

so I could do some exercise and lose weight.

SIX YEARS BEFORE...

-Isn't that right, Guille? -Yes.

You never listen to me! And on top of that, you cheated on me!

Who did you meet with in Argentina?

We men are not stupid. We know when there's something wrong.

That's why, in this kind of situation, we use an ancestral technique

that consists of answering...

-What? -Yes, you met up with Macarena!

She said a name. We're screwed!

But we're not defeated yet,

because our grandpa taught our dad, who then taught us,

that, in this kind of situation,

you should answer with the same name in the form of a question.

-Macarena? -Yes, Macarena!

So, did you or didn't you meet up with her?

Yeah, Macarena, well...

-Who's Macarena? -His ex.

There's nothing to explain! See?

You met up with her! I don't want to hear you anymore!

I don't want you to breathe!

I don't want to breathe the same air as you, you bastard!

-Listen to me, please. -Bea, please calm down.

"Calm down"?

"Calm down"!

You are telling me to calm down? You are such a drama queen!

You call me every night in tears

because that scumbag treats you like a doormat!

And instead of leaving him...

you cry your eyes out and wonder if he's cheating on you!

Come on! And don't you give me that look, fat groundhog!

Your aura looks awful! Terrible vibes! Sweetie, we're leaving!

But, Mom, this is the most interesting thing ever.

-Let's go. -"Let's go." Just look at her.

Mrs. UFO!

Come on, do the world a favor and give your dirty son a bath!

I can smell him from here!

His sweaty armpits are making me nauseous!

-Calm down, Bea, please. -Come on! Just so you know,

that ham you eat for breakfast every morning

is made out of pork! It's pork, you hypocrite!

I don't eat ham.

I gave you everything, Guille. I gave you the best years of my life!

Beatriz, calm down, seriously.

Shut up! My son can't sleep!

I gave you massages!

I had Brazilian waxes, and you know how much they hurt!

I can still hear you!

And I can hear your stupid wife moaning

every time that Venezuelan delivery boy comes!

I hate you!

I hate you all!

Especially you, dirty brat, I hate you!

-Put a muzzle on your woman. -Enough.

-Relax. -What? What's wrong?

It's Christmas! Come on! Such a lovely time!

Why are you scared? Merry Christmas!

-It's a time of happiness and joy! -No!

Have a merry fucking Christmas! I hate you!

Easy, girl.

Kick his butt.

I'll wait downstairs.

One for the road.

Don't you think you got carried away this time?

I got carried away?

Bea, please!

You shouted at your sister, your friends and all your guests!

Come on! You never listen!

Why should I listen to you?

-So you can keep lying to me? -No.

-It's not what you think. -Come on, Guille!

I read the conversation.

Will you keep lying to my face now?

Bea, I'm not lying to you.

I admit there's something I didn't tell you.

-But it's not-- -See? That's enough.

I'm tired! I don't want to listen to you.

And if I did, I wouldn't believe you.

I don't know you anymore.

That's why I'm leaving.

No, you don't need to leave.

I'll leave, don't worry.

Where to?

To your useless friend's place?

Bea!

You're making a mistake.

Yes.

I made a mistake.

-Hello? -I came for Bea's stuff.

Open up!

Sure, come in.

I think that's all.

Allison.

Please, I need to talk to Bea.

What? Do I look like a middleman?

It's over, Guille. You screwed up, now deal with it.

You know what? Now help me with the boxes, okay?

My neighbor is waiting for me in the car. And hurry up!

-Hello! -Hi.

No, sorry, this is...

This is not mine, it's my girlfriend's. My ex's, in fact...

Well, I don't know if we broke up, I think I have to ask her about it, but...

Anyway, she's moving out.

It's okay if it's yours. It's fine.

But it's not mine! It jumped out of the box.

But it should be in the box. It came out...

Yes...

Let's go, Óscar!

-Hi, how much is this? -Hello.

Wait, I know you.

You're...

I've seen you on TV!

Yeah, that's my job.

Wow, I love your work! I watch all your shows!

-Thanks. -Yes!

Damn, I'm so bad with names. It's on the tip of my tongue.

How could you know? You're not Peruvian.

But I watch a lot of TV. I almost got it.

You're...

Kike Suero! Yes!

Don't worry about that, it's on me.

You're brilliant, man.

Thanks... you Argentinian faggot.

Happy New Year!

You're listening to Heart Radio.

Well, do I have to come all the way here to talk to you, princess?

Why don't you answer my calls?

-Are you mad at me? -What do you think?

You didn't help me with Beatriz's gift.

I gave her a last-minute gift, she got mad and dumped me.

She blocked me on social media, I can't text her. I can't talk to her.

So, it was because of the gift and not because you cheated on her in Argentina?

I've told you a thousand times I didn't cheat on her.

I didn't cheat on her!

I don't know what else to say. Even you don't believe me!

Why did you meet up with your ex, then?

You know what? It's not worth it. I won't say another word.

You don't believe me, nobody believes me, you all can think whatever you want.

No, wait, wait a minute, Guille.

I can see you're really upset.

Relax, man.

Of course I'm upset! Don't you see what I'm going through?

Yes, you're right, but you need to relax a bit.

Why don't I pick you up later? We'll go to a disco,

-have a couple of beers--? -No, I'm not in the mood.

-Just for a little bit, Guille. -I said no.

-Just a couple of songs and we-- -No!

-Just one? -Cut it out, Max.

"Cut it out"? "No"? And that's the end of the conversation?

Don't laugh at me!

I'm expressing my feelings, opening up my heart to you!

But that's not enough for you, I'm not enough for you!

I don't deserve you! No!

Okay, enough...

Okay, we'll go out, just stop crying.

See? You're so cute when you smile.

-I'll pick you up at midnight. -Okay.

-Right. One sip for the road. -Okay.

-Great! -Bye.

Alli-- Allison, come on!

My foot! Allison!

-What do you want? -I need to talk to Bea.

-She's not here. -Bea!

Cut it out! She's not here.

Please, really, we can work this out.

I need her to listen to me, to talk to me, just for a minute.

Is that it?

Tell her I love her.

And... please, give this to her on my behalf.

-Is that it? -Yes.

Just so you know, Beatriz already forgot about you, you cheater!

Relax.

I have something to tell you

Something I spied with my little eye

Something that's red

That booty makes me dizzy When it shakes, it kills me

To the right, to the left She wants to be seen

She's the queen of the dance floor All the boys want her

But she won't put out Without cash

She goes partying all alone But she won't leave on her own

She goes looking for a prey She's a huntress

And she goes

Guille!

-Guille! -What?

You're back in the saddle tonight!

I'll give you some advice, as a brother.

-Okay. -Listen.

If you see a girl you like, the first thing you have to do

is caressing her cheek upwards.

How romantic!

If it's scratchy, she's a guy.

You really think I never go out, right?

Excuse me, dear! Do you come here often?

-Yes, I'd like a beer! -Oh, cool.

Hey, let's do the wheelbarrow!

...Heart Radio, and this year is about to end.

It's a good time to reflect

on those times you hurt someone you love, so you won't do it again!

Leave me a message. If you're Guille, cut it out!

We are here, at Heart Radio. As unique as you are.

Three, two, one!

I suggested Without a doubt

A toast and a dance Like so many other times

Just a casual Slight graze of your body...

-Happy New Year. -Happy New Year.

All that, my darling Is worth one more try

It made me see all we've been through

My darling

Is worth

One more try

Hello?

Hello?

I never thought I'd call you so soon.

What? Are you here?

Sure, I'll go open the door.

What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you.

The house is a mess.

I couldn't leave my best friend all alone on New Year's Eve.

May I have a family-size pizza, please?

With basil, tomato... Yes, and extra cheese, please.

Lots of it.

Okay.

No, to take away, I'll be there in a minute.

What happened?

You haven't cleaned up.

The Christmas tree is on the floor, there's a funky ass smell...

You used to be obsessively tidy, Guille.

I don't know, but...

-Don't tell me off. -I know you've broken up with Bea.

And everything looks like shit to you.

But life goes on, Guille.

Come.

Sit down and open that bag.

I spent all morning selling those in San Juan de Lurigancho.

They're supposed to grant wishes.

Wait, weren't these things forbidden?

I didn't sell that many anyway.

Write down a wish.

My friend.

WOMEN COME AND GO, BUT FRIENDS ARE FOREVER

We'll stick our wishes to it and let it fly away.

TO A NEW DAWN

-There it is. -There.

Look, it's going up.

What...? No!

-No! -It almost fell on...

Damn! Let's go!

-You owe me 15 soles. -Why?

For the lantern.

-Tie me to your memory -Coming back to you

-Is what I want -Tie me to your memory

And being wrapped in your warmth By the night

-Tie me to your memory -My soul cries silently

-Thank you for your purchase. -Thanks.

Excuse me, miss,

could you lend me your card so I can get the discount?

-I can give you cash. -Yeah, sure.

-You're so kind. -Charge it to my card, please.

-Sorry, miss. -Thanks.

-How much is it? -Ninety four soles.

Ninety... Oh, the Virgin of Chapi!

Here, let me see...

Ten, twenty...

Thirty... I left my glasses at home.

Thirty...

Let's make a nice pile.

-Twenty, thirty, forty... -Just give me whatever you have.

It's okay, I may be retired, but I have money.

I lost count! I'll start again.

-One sixty, one seventy... -Let me help you.

-Ten, twenty, forty... -Thanks.

Take the Virgin of Chapi with you. God bless you, dear.

Thanks.

-Good morning. -Guillermo?

Yes! You must be Mark!

How do you do? I was just preparing the products I wanted to show you. See?

Sorry, I don't understand.

I still don't get it.

Do you speak English?

English!

Peru, you're in Peru, eh... The best...

Churradito, ceviche, causa.

The meeting with Mark went great.

Yeah, you'll see, it'll be of great help.

Sure. Trust me.

Maca, we've known each other for years, you can't lose your trust in me now.

No! Give me that!

Listen, let's talk later when you're not busy. Kisses.

Done. What was that?

Who was that Argentinian lady you were talking to?

She's... my sister.

-Your sister. -Yeah, that one.

Was she born yesterday? You don't have a sister!

Who are you, the family inspector? Are you from the Census Bureau?

You were talking to Macarena, weren't you?

-Okay, I was. -I knew it!

-Yes, I was talking to Macarena, so what? -No...

I can talk with Macarena or any woman I want.

Bea hasn't answered my calls in a month, she hasn't even sent me a message, so...

-It's over. -It's over!

-It's over! -It's over.

The first thing I'll do when I get home is get into the kitchen

and throw all those bags to the bin... She keeps every single bag.

Grocery bags inside paper bags,

shopping bags inside other bags...

And she ties them in knots so she can fit more.

You open a drawer and the bags explode at your face.

Enough! And when I ask her, "Why so many bags?",

she says, "To save money." Enough!

I won't live surrounded by bags anymore!

We're going to party and you're coming with me!

I just came to borrow some money. I'm broke, man.

Really, I...

Attention, single ladies of Lima,

Guille's coming to meet you all, so be ready!

-Let's go to the disco. -It's 5:00 p.m.!

You're right. Let's go get a coffee.

-With a snack? -Okay.

-Yummy! -Hey, where can I take English lessons?

Just around the corner...

You're my partner, my princess, my love

You give me life...

Max, how cheerful they all are today.

It's because Guille, the single ladies' man, has arrived.

You know what? I need a drink.

You're my company...

Hello!

Pour me two glasses of your strongest stuff, please.

No, Max, really, I feel everybody's staring at me.

You're exaggerating, Guille.

Okay, we're going to stop the music for a second

because I've been told a celebrity has just arrived.

Let's give him a round of applause!

No, sorry.

You're making a mistake, I'm not Cristian Castro, no.

Come on, don't leave your audience hanging.

Go, go, go!

Climb up the stage, maybe they'll give us free drinks.

-Go, go! -Climb up the stage!

-No, Max... -Come on.

Go, go, go!

Go, go, go!

Have a merry fucking Christmas! I hate you!

Let's hear it for him!

CHRISTMAS SHE-HULK

Let's give him a round of applause!

What's up? Good evening!

What will you sing? The band can play anything.

-I hate you all! -Sorry, I...

I haven't sung in a long time. I don't know.

Sing "When will you remember me?"!

-For your She-Hulk! -Yeah!

Right, but I don't remember the lyrics to that one.

But we do!

No way!

Will you sing with me?

The three of us?

-Are we going to sing together? -Come on!

I feel an endless love for you

Nothing matters if you're about to leave

Tell me, what did I do wrong

To make you fall for someone else

You promised you'd never, ever leave me

Now you ask me to understand you Tell me I have to forget you

You'll remember me when I'm gone

When you see You're not happy without me

You'll remember me When you need my love

-I swear, you'll miss me -You'll miss me

I can assure you, in the night

You'll remember me

Romantic but with rhythm

This is for Beatriz

You'll remember me, you'll remember me

You'll remember me When you need my love

When I'm gone

Who's laughing now?

-You'll remember me -Yeah, look at me.

-You'll remember me -Look where I am now!

-You'll remember me... -Because you left me!

And now I'm here!

I'm here! I'm dancing for you!

No, let me go!

This is for Beatriz, here I am!

Chill, man, let's go down...

Here I go!

No!

-Can I get a shot of pisco? -Sure. Thanks.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Hello, ladies, how are you? -Fine.

We enjoyed your performance.

I'm still a bit rusty. I bet you're good dancers too.

Thank you, sir.

-Pour me another shot of pisco, please. -Sure.

Wait. Pour me 100 soles worth of pisco.

Can I ask you a question?

-What? -Where is the restroom?

Okay, do you see that light?

Under that light, to your right, you'll find the men's room.

-Under that light, to my right-- -Your other right.

My other right?

-My other right? -Yes.

You're such a clown! "Your other right"!

You reminded me of that song. My funny clown...

"To your right," she said.

Under the light...

Here's that light!

To the right!

I feel better now.

What are you doing here?

I was throwing up, miss.

You can't be here! Get out!

Why can't I?

-You pervert! You're a disgusting pig! -What?

-No! Why? -You disgusting bastard! Out!

-Wait! Why are you calling me names? -"Why?"

Can't you read? This is the ladies' room. Out!

No! They told me, "Under the light, to your right.

-Under the light, to--" -No!

-Don't touch me! -No!

My eyes! Why?

GENTLEMEN

I'm so sorry, sir, I made a mistake. It was the other door. I'm sorry.

There you are. I recognized you by your height.

Did you think I wouldn't find you?

-What do you have to say? -You're sick, definitely.

Stop harassing me! I'm sick of you!

You're gonna be sick after I finish with you. I'm gonna kick your butt!

I'm Britany.

Good to know your name.

For the police report, I mean.

I'm very sorry.

-What's your name? -Guille.

-I'm Guille. -What are you gonna do to me?

-What are you gonna do? -Max!

I'm a better Santa than you.

Max! Stop! He's going to kill you! Stop!

No!

-Come here, you... -No!

-No! -Look at the mess you made.

-God dammit! -Let go of me! I'll knock his teeth out!

-What will he say? He's a moron. -Cut it out, you're too drunk!

-Let's go home. -No!

Being this drunk and wasting it? You're nuts.

Besides, there's a dance move I want to try for the first time.

I've been practicing it in my... See? That's what I'm talking about.

He's hopeless.

Excuse me.

Guille!

Oh, no! Look what he's done to you!

Well, what we have done to you.

Right. You know what? I feel awful, I'd better go home.

-Okay. Let me go with you, then. -It's okay, I can manage on my own.

Didn't you tell me you feel bad? Anyway, I owe it to you.

Okay, let's go.

Britany! Britany, wake up!

-What? -There's someone in the house!

-Is it a burglar? -No, not a burglar.

It must be Bea!

Who's Bea?

Bea's my... sister.

I'll introduce you to her later. Now hide.

-I mean, wait here. I'll be right back. -Okay. Sure.

Guille?

Who's that?

What are you doing?

Max, what happened here?

You know that, when there's a problem, I like to nip it in the bud.

-Hi, Ceci. -Hi.

-Is everything okay? -Yes, I'm fine.

Are you mad at me?

How couldn't I? You said I was a doormat!

I'm so sorry, Ceci, I mean it!

Ceci, I love you.

I know what I did was very wrong, I behaved like a monster.

Forgive me.

Please?

Okay, fine.

What can you expect from the Christmas She-Hulk?

Christmas She-Hu...?

-Yes! -That's a good nickname!

So, why "Christmas She-Hulk"?

-What? Don't you know about it? -No.

How...?

No.

-Here. -Yummy!

-My post-party special. -You know what?

I'll have a quick breakfast and hurry off to work.

What do you do for a living?

Me?

I'm a... businessman.

An entrepreneur.

What about you?

I'm studying to be a makeup artist.

But I think I'll skip class today.

I don't get it. I mean, do you live here together, the...

-three of you? -No!

No, I live here on my own. Just me. He's my friend Max.

I don't know what he's doing here or how he got in.

But he's my friend. It could be worse.

I've kept a copy of the keys since he went on vacation with Bea.

-Oh, Beatriz... your sister. -Yes! My sister!

Yes, my sister Bea!

Of course. Your sister. He has many sisters.

Yes. His mom doesn't like to waste time.

-Yeah. -What about you?

What are you doing here? Didn't you smash my face in last night?

Yes, sorry about that.

You know, nights out can get out of control sometimes.

I've just had the most amazing idea. Really.

What if the...

one, two, three...

four of us go out together to celebrate Valentine's Day?

It's going to be so much fun! Really, it will be amazing.

Your friend is so cute.

"Hellom"?

Did you see what your good-for-nothing son did?

Bea? What's wrong?

That damn video that's going viral on social media!

Of me, the Christmas She-Hulk!

Just a second.

Juan Pablo.

-Can you come here for a minute, please? -What?

I'm telling you to come here! Don't make me yell!

"Come here," she said!

Did you upload a video of your aunt?

Don't let him lie to you! He knows very well what he did!

-Which one? -He's asking which one.

"Which one"? The one of me having a fit,

throwing the Christmas tree and all the gifts at you!

The one of her going wild, throwing the tree and the gifts at us.

Give me a minute, Bea.

Son, please, tell me the truth.

Don't be afraid to tell me the truth, son.

Don't be afraid to tell me the truth, I'm telling you!

I can find that video on my own.

You know I can find it.

-Quit busting my balls. -You spoiled brat, give me that.

You'll see! I'll look up that video!

Hi, Bea, yes.

I found the video, I'm watching it.

Juan Pablo, you fucking brat!

Calm down, Bea. Relax.

Are you nuts? What's the--

No.

No! This is the last straw! Fucking...

-Miss... -I know, don't say a word.

It's my fault, I know. Don't worry.

-I just wanted to know-- -Don't say a word, really.

I have insurance, okay? I'll take care of the expenses.

-Don't worry. -Are you okay?

-Yes... -Good. That's what's important.

You're safe and sound.

I'm sorry, I had too much on my mind. I got distracted and didn't see you.

Don't worry. You said you have insurance, right?

-I do. -There's nothing to worry about, then.

Horacio.

Beatriz.

You look familiar.

-I know, I'm the Christmas She-Hulk. -Sorry?

I'm the Christmas She-Hulk. "I hate you all! Drop dead!" That one.

Are you from Chucuito?

Yes, I am. I lived there as a child.

Horacio.

Horacio Goodday.

Asthma-Boy?

Asthma-Boy!

-Wow, you've... grown. -I can't say the same about you.

No, darling, you can't wear that. Seriously.

I mean, take a look at what I'm wearing.

Okay? Go change, then.

See you later.

How are you? Long time no see, right?

Yeah, I don't go out of the house much.

What about you? You've been... busy.

A bit, yeah.

How do you do? I'm Britany, Guille's girlfriend.

Oh, his girlfriend.

Well, so...

In fact, we're going out to celebrate Valentine's Day. Right, love?

She's so nice. How cute...

-Well, have a great time. -Thanks.

A Grey hair.

Guajira!

-How can I help you, sir? -Can we get another bottle of...?

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again

You played with my heart

And now you pour me

The wine of your caresses

Today I send your love away

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again

You outdid yourself this time. It's delicious!

Can I get a freebie?

Nothing's for free.

-Can I owe you one, then? -Fuck you!

No freebies.

Bea, leave some food for the rest of us, you pig.

I always tell you that and you never listen.

-Who never listens? -Horacio! What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

You said you lived here as a child, but I asked around...

They told me you live just around the corner.

I've just moved back. It's a long story.

-Do you want to dance? -No, I was leaving.

I saw you and I just wanted to say hi.

"Hi"? It sounds more like "bye." Look at that.

What are you doing tomorrow?

-I don't know. -When you do, let me know.

Bye.

Was that...?

Yes, he was Horacio Goodday!

He's a doctor now!

-He's quite cute, isn't he? -He is, right?

I think I'll pretend to be sick every single day now!

-You're disgusting! Give me that! -It's a good luck charm.

This is the last piece of tin foil.

I don't need a tutorial.

Come on, Max, I want it to look good.

You'll look amazing.

-Say goodbye to your gray hairs. -Great.

And now... we wait.

-Why do we need that for? -I'll wash it out in 15 minutes.

Done.

Hello.

Yes.

It's Facu.

Right.

Okay, but slow down.

Really?

I'm coming right now. Yes.

-Lend me your keys. Okay? -Wait, are you coming back?

I'll be back in ten minutes.

This technique is fool-proof.

Just remember not to leave the product on for more than 30 minutes.

Otherwise, all of your hair might fall off.

Max.

Max!

Max!

Max!

No!

No!

-Hi. -Hi, how are you?

Nice day, right?

Yeah... just a bit cold, don't you think?

Do you need something?

Done. You'll have to touch it up every 30 days.

Thank you. I thought all of my hair would fall off, I swear.

Come on, it's not radioactive. It's just bleach.

-Do you want to have a look? -Okay.

-Let me take a picture. -Sure.

Let me see.

It looks great! Thank you very much!

So, why the change? Is it because of your girlfriend or...?

No, uh... it's not because of her. I just wanted to try something new.

Do I look older?

Why are people obsessed with looking young?

Did you make those drawings?

Yeah, all of them.

-They're beautiful. Congratulations. -Thanks.

Well, I'll go get Max.

-I need to see if I can get into my house. -Okay.

-Thank you so much. -It's okay.

-I'll bring you your clothes back. Clean. -Don't worry.

-Okay. Thanks again. -My pleasure.

-Tell me, what happened? -Get off my back! I'm watching cartoons.

-What is he doing here? -Let him tell you, sis.

I was bored, so I just came here.

Why didn't you go to your bestie's? To Guille's?

He's a bit mad because I took his keys for a few minutes.

Besides, he's with Brat...

Come on, tell her.

-Shut the hell up! -Who's "Brat"?

"Bratany," a friend of Guille's.

-"A friend." -They call them "friends" these days.

Cut it out!

So, tell me.

She's a nice girl.

Young, slim, with a pretty face. Thin, delicate.

She's nice. That's it.

"A friend," right?

-"A friend," right? -Enough, Bea!

You couldn't keep your mouth shut.

I'm so angry! I was over him, I was happy, I swear.

And then, bam! I'm thinking of Guille again.

All because he's dating that girl. I'm fuming!

I could maim the first idiot I see with my bare hands.

Easy, take a deep breath.

You need to relax. Here.

Take this pill ten minutes before going to bed.

Ten minutes before going to bed, okay?

Bea, I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was seeing Macarena.

But I swear there's nothing between me and her.

Please, let me explain. I just need ten minutes with you, in person.

I love you. Guille.

Could you go faster, sir?

How could I go faster, ma'am? Don't you see there's heavy traffic?

-I'm in a hurry. -That's your problem, ma'am.

What do you want me to do? Run over the other cars?

Spread wings and fly over them?

-Stop, I'm getting out. -Are you getting out?

-Yes! -Fine. Be my guest, ma'am. Good riddance.

-Come on, get out. -I won't pay you!

Guille!

Guille!

Bea?

What happened? Are you okay?

Guille!

Hi!

This is Britany, okay?

-Britany, she's-- -Beatriz.

-Oh, Bea! -Bea, yes, Bea.

Remember I told you about Bea?

-What... what are you doing? -I'm calling a taxi.

No, wait, a taxi? Relax, let's go to the apartment.

-No, don't worry, I'm fine. -No, you look terrible. A mess, really.

No! She didn't mean that.

You don't look terrible. She looks good! Very good. Really pretty!

I'm fine. Besides, I just came to return your keys.

No, what's the hurry, Bea? Let's go to the apartment.

No, I have to go. My taxi should be here any minute.

But, Bea, what's the big deal? Bea. Beatriz!

Wait for me here, Britany.

Beatriz.

Oh, honey, your poor sister.

Being in that awful state at that age.

I bet she'll throw up in the taxi.

I hate you!

-Bea, are you okay? -Yes, I'm okay!

I'm okay.

Hi, Horacio?

-Hey, sis! -Tell me, sis!

The dress fits me!

-Let me see! -I still have to put the belt on.

Yeah, you look beautiful!

-Stunning! Sexy! -Yeah, right!

-Wait, the zipper! -What zipper?

-You didn't zip it up! -God, no! Zip me up!

-Tuck in your tummy! -I'm tucking it in.

-Tuck in your tummy! -I'm doing just that!

-Tuck it in! Now the back. -Come on, zip it up.

-I'll pull from here. -Yes, hold on.

-Zip it up! -It's not going up.

-What? -Wait.

Do you see why I complain about it?

All women lose weight when they end a relationship.

I'm the only one who looks like a pig!

-Hold your breath. -Okay.

One, two...

-Did you zip it up? -Done.

Dinner was delicious.

-And this place is gorgeous. -I'm glad you like it.

What a pity we didn't see each other for such a long time.

Cheers.

Cheers.

-Good evening. Is everything okay? -Yes, thank you.

Can I get you anything else?

-No, we're fine. -Can I see the dessert menu, please?

Right away. But... may I interest you in some wine?

-No, we're fine, thanks. -No, may I... interest you in some wine?

I'll make myself clear: the most expensive wine here costs 200 soles.

I can offer you the exact same wine for 100 soles.

-One hundred soles? -Yes.

-Okay, should we give you the money or--? -Yes. Let's do this.

Put the money under your plate

and I'll take it when I clear the table.

There are security cameras here.

-Where? -No! Don't look.

-So, shall I bring the wine? -Yes, thank you.

At your service.

-Sure. -Thanks.

Bea, I...

I'll be honest with you.

I like you very much. I like spending time with you.

I'd love to get to know you better.

-Is that okay? -Yes, honey.

Hello, how are you? I am fine

I saw you last night at a bar

Come, stay with me

Let's talk

Let's talk

Let's talk...

-What's this? -A gift for you.

I thought you could wear it.

Thanks. It's nice.

-Excuse me, is everything okay? -Yes, thank you.

-Would you care for more sauce? -No, thanks.

Don't you work at that other restaurant?

Yes, I do work at that other restaurant.

But I need more than one job.

I'm breaking my back to make ends meet.

In fact, at 6:00 a.m., I'll go straight from here to the fruit market.

-Yes. -Look at that.

I only sleep two hours a day, but it's enough for me.

Great!

-Sir... -Would you care for more sauce?

-No. -No, thanks, we're fine.

-Is everything okay? -Yes, thanks.

-At your service. -Sure. Get some rest.

Hey, Horacio, since you're a doctor...

This finger has been killing me for days. Could you pull it?

Is it the phalanx bone?

Phalanx?

More like "fartanx."

Talk to him, he's fond of you.

Ask him to let me retake the test.

Of course I can pay for it.

I'll ask Guille for help.

"Who's Guille?" My sugar daddy.

Okay, I have to go.

-Honey. -Yes?

Darling, I'm going to put on some music for a more chic ambiance.

Sure.

-Wait, I'll be right back. -Okay.

-Abril! -Guille!

-How are you? Come in. -Could you lend me a plunger?

Sure. I have one here. Follow me.

Here it is. I use it all the time.

Because of the very old pipes...

-I know. Thanks. -You're welcome.

Okay, darling, I talked to the teacher.

On top of the money, he wants another date with you.

I told him you'd probably say yes,

he wouldn't be the first grandpa you get busy with.

And you'll also have your sugar daddy--

Honey, Yuni's such an airhead.

Her jokes are not funny at all, seriously.

Super seriously.

What's wrong?

So I'm just your sugar daddy.

No, darling, it's just fun and games.

Go play with your teacher, then.

Or get yourself an older "grandpa" with more money than me.

Guillermo, please, that's an expensive bag, don't do anything crazy.

Guillermo, if you broke my pressed powder, you'll pay for it and I mean it!

Thanks.

MACA - NATURAL PRODUCTS FROM ARGENTINA MATÉ LEAVES - MATÉ GOURDS

Excuse me, where is this store?

-Across the street, to the left. -Thanks.

What?

-Allison. -Hi, Guille, how are you?

What happened to him?

I'm not sure. All I know is that he fell from a second floor.

Look at him. He broke some ribs and both of his arms.

-God dammit, Max. -Yes, poor thing.

-Allison! -Sis.

-Hi, Guille. -Hi.

-How is he doing? -He's a bit more stable.

They just gave him some painkillers.

Elvis... is... alive.

Great.

Great, I had to break my ribs... and my arms...

for you to finally meet up.

Great.

Enough with the drama. Can you tell us what happened to you?

Max!

Where is Facundo?

Facu!

I can handle it, don't worry.

Easy, I'll help you. Relax.

-Watch his leg! -No!

Okay! I'll be more careful.

-Bea! -He hit the bed...

Excuse me, please, I need to examine the patients.

-Could you please wait outside? -Yes. Sorry.

-Thank you. -Sorry, Facundo.

-Excuse us. Sorry. -Be careful.

-Yes. -We'll leave you alone.

-Be gentle, doctor. -Thank you.

So tell me, boys, what happened? Max?

-Doc. -I need to understand.

I'm going to ask you some questions. How's your relationship with your mother?

-Poor Facundo. -His foot must be killing him.

-Oh, so it's my fault? -It is.

-You smashed his foot. -It was a coincidence.

Yeah, "a coincidence." So... I'll go get coffee, do you want anything?

-No, thanks. -Okay. I'll be back in a minute.

What about that look?

-Do you mean the hair? -Yeah.

I just wanted to try a new look.

Anyway, I don't like it, I won't keep it when my hair grows out.

It looks good.

-Really? -It does.

Okay. Thanks.

I have a question.

This restaurant, this store... is it your friend's?

It is. And it's doing well.

I even got her an American investor. I speak English now!

You?

Congratulations.

Guille, I want to apologize.

For everything I did and the way I behaved.

I swear, I thought you and her were...

It's okay. Don't say a word.

What I did was wrong too.

I didn't want to tell you about the investment...

because, if it went wrong, I didn't want to lose face with you...

or with myself. Anyway, that's water under the bridge, right?

So, we both made mistakes.

-Yes. -It's a tie.

It's a tie.

-It's a tie. -Yes.

What about that girl you were with?

I'm done with her.

She's gone for good.

Bea, how's your friend?

Max? He's fine. Yeah, he's okay.

Great. How lucky he was brought to this hospital.

I'll talk to the nurses so he can have special treatment.

Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. Horacio Goodday.

Good morning.

No... He's Guille.

Guillermo Cost.

Okay, I'm off. I'm still on call.

Anything you need,

just ask for Dr. Horacio Goodday.

-Right... "Goodday," yes. -See you at home.

Excuse me.

I'll go open up the store.

But, Guille, I can give you a lift.

I haven't been to the store in a long time,

and Allison and I are free now.

No, thanks, I came with a friend. So...

Thanks anyway.

Guille.

Guille!

Yes, my love, yes, my love

Yes, my love, yes, my love

Okay.

Bye.

Can I see how it's turning out?

Wow, I look like a superhero!

Maybe you are.

Have you decided if you'll move out?

Yes, I think I have to leave that place.

It brings back too many memories.

What's its square footage?

I swear, when I'm there...

every corner and every piece of furniture reminds me that I lost something.

I think Alejandro and I are finally fixing our marriage.

Did you tell him how you feel?

No! I told him, "Let me go! I'm serious, let go, I'm leaving,

I'm packing my things and leaving!"

-So, you left the house. -No, Bea, I didn't leave.

Can't you see I extended my arm? He grabbed me!

Oh, you don't get it.

It was beautiful. We stared at each other with love, and then we kissed.

We decided we'll take extreme measures when it comes to our marriage.

Will you see a marriage counselor?

No! We'll have a baby.

Bea, the boss wants to see you.

Now. And when I say now, is "wight" now.

She doesn't have time to waste. Go now!

Perfect timing.

That's "wight," go now. Excuse me.

Come in!

-Who is it? -Surprise!

Guille! How are you?

Fine, how are you?

-A lot better, can't you see? -Yeah, you're right, you look good.

I'm fine. I can rest a lot here.

And you know what's great?

I don't have to get up to...

To...?

Max!

What's up? My friend...

To go to the toilet.

-You had a catheter put in. -No, I just go.

So, how are you?

Fine. Well...

I'm here to make you a proposal.

I want to leave you in charge of the store.

Guille.

I'm flattered by your offer, but...

I'm not in my best condition at the moment.

It wouldn't have to be right now. Once you are well.

Guille.

Are you okay?

Well, I need some time off, to be honest.

To think things over. But I'm fine, I'm calm.

And I completely trust in your selling strategies.

So, here.

-Have the keys. -Oh, wait.

No, not that one. Put them in my good hand.

-Which one? -The other one, the good one.

Put them in here. Right here.

Here. I'll put them away.

-I can do it! -I'll leave them here.

Guillermo, don't treat me like I'm useless!

I don't! I'm here for you.

Really?

Do me a favor, then.

Could you pull up my briefs?

They're getting lower every time I move. I'll get chafed. Please.

No, that's a job for nurses.

Just lift the blanket and pull them up to my hip.

-They'll be right here. -Up to my hip.

-She's coming right now. Nurse! -Guille, don't call the nurse!

-Nurse! -She has cold hands and thick fingers.

Excuse me, Miss "Pewfect." Come in, you. Come on!

-"Huwy." -Perfect.

-How are you? Were you looking for me? -My dear Beatriz.

I've been receiving many complaints lately.

And I don't like complaints.

-Complaints? About what? -Your horoscope.

-What else? -"Youw howoscope," of "couwse."

I read it and it was appalling.

-Everything was bad news. -"Vewy" bad news.

Do you know what's the purpose of newspapers?

Writing about the news we read for free on the Internet?

Yes, that too. But our main goal is transmitting serenity to people.

But I only write what the stars tell me.

The stars talk to me and I...

Well, tell your stars to tell you more amusing and loving stuff.

That's "wight"! "Mowe" amusing, "mowe" loving!

I know nothing's perfect.

You "awe," Miss "Pewfect."

Oh, my Agripino, you're so cute!

CHIEF EDITOR

But don't cut me off.

As I was saying, either you write nicer horoscopes or you're out.

"You'we" out!

Put a smile on that long face. Be happier.

That will help you improve your horoscope.

-Let's make our positive claw. -Yes, positive claw!

-Come on! -Yes!

-You have to roar or it won't work. -You have to "woaw"!

You may leave.

-Thanks. -Out.

-She doesn't belong in here. -No.

-She has to go. -"Suwe."

ASSISTANT WELL PAYED - CUSTOMER SERVICE

Hi.

-Did I arrive too early? -No. No, it's fine.

Are you going to wear that?

Yes. Why, don't you like it?

-Well, it's a formal dinner... -And you'd like me to change.

I'll wait for you here.

So you didn't cha-- Bea? Bea!

I miss you.

I miss you. Yes.

I miss you!

Do you know what time it is?

Yes, sorry. Is Guille here?

You must be Beatriz.

He doesn't live here anymore.

He doesn't? Do you know where he lives now?

His new address? He's not answering his phone.

I don't know where he lives.

Oh, okay.

Thanks.

And if I did, I wouldn't tell you.

What?

He went back to Argentina.

I didn't know.

What? Should he have sent you a telegram?

He's been wanting to talk to you for six months, but you never answered.

You're too self-absorbed to put yourself in someone else's shoes.

Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?

-Do I know you? -I don't need to know you.

Knowing how much he loved you

and how little you appreciated him is enough.

Excuse me, sir, do you know--?

Hi, excuse me, how can I get to this address?

-Excuse me. -Pardon me?

-Are you looking for someone? -Yes. I'm looking for Mrs. Malena.

-Malena...? That accent is not from here. -No.

-Where are you from? -Peru.

-Peru! What does "arrecho" mean? -Horny.

-Arrecho. -Horny.

-"Calato"? -Naked.

-Arrecho. -Horny.

-Go in. 202. -Thanks.

If you're here to collect money,

I don't want to waste my energy lying to you.

I'll be honest, I have no money.

No, I'm Beatriz, Guille's girlfriend.

-Guille's girl... -Guille's girl, yes.

Well, his ex-girlfriend.

Beatriz! My darling. Sure, Beatriz. Come on up, it's cold outside.

Thanks.

Lucky Guille. Peruvians are so cute! I love Peru.

Come in, dear, it's too cold out there.

Come here. What a pleasure to have you here, Beatriz.

Beatriz, dear Beatriz! How nice!

I thought you were shorter... smaller.

-Have a seat, please. -Thanks.

How nice. Do you want a savory biscuit?

Oh, no, tha-- Okay, sure.

Actually, I'm looking for Guille.

Betty, Betty... may I call you "Betty"?

Actually, everyone calls me "Bea."

Listen, Betty, I really don't know what went wrong between you two.

I can only say Guille always spoke very fondly of you.

He said you loved each other so much.

As much love as I felt for Frank Sinatra.

My man. That voice, those eyes, that talent!

I was head over heels for him. I sent him hundreds of letters.

-But, unfortunately, he sent them back. -Why?

He thought they were threats.

That one biscuit wasn't enough. If I could take one more...

As I was saying, I've always been a multifaceted artist.

Yes! My parents made me practice all kinds of skills:

piano playing, singing, dancing, acting...

What are you talking about, woman? I don't get a thing.

What a cute dog!

Oh, yes, Fluffy. My dear Fluffy. Guille left him with me.

So sickly, poor thing. Blind, deaf, mute.

Can you believe he died of a prostate issue?

-A prostate issue? -Yes, darling, a prostate issue.

Prostate issues are terrible.

He died of a prostate issue. I can't believe it.

Poor thing.

Gosh, men smoke, do drugs, but won't have a prostate exam

because they won't have a finger up their ass!

As soon as I see Guille,

I'll tell him, "A finger up your ass is no big deal,

you must have a prostate exam!"

Speaking of Guille, where is he?

-Oh, Guille. -Yes.

Guille! Betty.

The last time I heard of Guille was when he sent me

that cute cap over there that suits me so well. In fact...

I spent all my savings and Guille's not here in Argentina?

I thought of going to Peru to visit him, well, the two of you.

But I have too many responsibilities here.

Taking care of Fluffy, above all.

Why did you take him, God, and didn't take me instead?

He was my companion. I used to take him to the park.

He would mistake me for a tree and pee on my leg.

Oh, God, why did you take my Fluffy?

Why didn't you take me, God?

This lady has lost it!

Fluffy, my dear Fluffy! I used to call him, "Fluffy, Fluffy."

Why didn't you take me? He was my companion.

Nobody understands what it was like to lose him. Fluffy!

Fluffy!

Dammit! Auntie kicked the bucket!

Malena!

Malena!

Malena!

Fluffy... prostate... finger...

Fluffy...

So, what now?

Sis, how good you're finally here!

"How good"? How can you say that when the whole trip was useless?

I traveled so far for nothing.

I don't understand how I could think

I'd arrive there and find him, and we'd live happily ever after.

Please, don't ever let me do something so stupid again.

-Bea, listen-- -No, I just want to say

that now I see that life is shit.

I don't have a job, I don't have a home, I don't have Guille.

-I have something important to tell you-- -No, Allison!

I just want to go to my old-lady-stinking room

to binge eat and die.

Excuse me.

Look, Guille, I'm even more nervous than you are, but be brave.

You think so?

I was waiting for you.

And I was looking for you.

Yes, I was told.

Were you told I looked for you in a different country?

It seems you were a bit lost.

I've been lost for months.

But now I found you.

So...

what do we do next?

This.

Okay, enough!

Now that we're back together, I can delete my Tinder account.

Did you use Tinder?

A positive claw for everyone at the cinema!

Do you have a Tinder account? Okay.

I'm kidding, I do have one.

Are you sure we need so many diapers?

-Yes. -With so much time in advance?

And we still have to buy pacifiers for boy and girl.

"Boy and girl"?

Why "boy and girl"?

Don't boys and girls have the same mouth?

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again...

-Helmet kiss. -There.

-Get out of my life... -Okay, let's go!

I don't want to see you again...

-Hold on tight. -Yes.

You played with my heart...

Fluffy?

Fluffy! My Fluffy! Oh, my Fluffy!

Today I send your love away

Mean woman

-Get out of my life... -I want to go forward, but I can't.

Mean woman

I love these dates. I missed them.

Well, I missed you.

I missed you too.

What did you miss the most about me?

I don't know... your spontaneity.

That you don't need to look pretty to be happy.

But you think I'm pretty.

Of course, dear, you're beautiful.

How pretty?

I don't know. Very pretty.

The prettiest girl in the rink?

Yes, the prettiest girl in the rink.

The prettiest girl in and out of the rink?

In the rink, outside, everywhere.

Because the girl who gave us the skates was pretty.

Okay, but you are way prettier.

Of course.

So, you did look at the girl who gave us the skates.

-No. -You think she's pretty. You like her.

No, dear, I said you're prettier than her just because you asked.

Oh, you only told me I'm pretty because I asked you, then.

So, you think I'm not pretty.

She's pretty, I'm not. I'm ugly! Right?

You have such an icy cold heart, I could skate on it. I'm so stupid...

Mean woman

Get out of my life I don't want to see you again