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LOVE, DIVIDED

Slowly.

Not looking good, cous.

Hey, you're an hour late.

Listen, I had to buy groceries, drop off my dry cleaning,

pick up my car from the shop, and do two Zoom calls,

one while I was driving here, and I ran multiple yellow lights.

Okay, but you could have let me know.

Why are you so stressed? It's all under control.

What happened?

What are you doing?

Scratch that piano and you won't get a single cent.

Please, ma'am. Step back before someone gets hurt.

- Ma'am? Get off. I'll do it myself. - No.

- Listen to me. I'll fix it. - Get off.

No!

Are you crazy?

I'm not going anywhere until that piano is safely inside the apartment.

So, come on, hit that lever.

Will you let me work, please?

So, what do you think?

It's cute, right? It's a bargain and so central.

Yeah, it's great.

It may not be your ex's duplex, but you're finally independent.

I didn't tell you.

Guess who asked for my number the other day.

Remember that guy from the agency who's...

Well, he's not bad looking. He's quite handsome.

Maybe he's a bit young. Anyway...

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot.

- I found you a job. - A job?

One of my friends is on sick leave. You can fill in for him.

No, I have to practice.

The audition is in three weeks. I don't have time for a job.

So how will you pay for this place? Giving piano lessons?

Valentina!

- What? - The job.

Fine, but what is it?

Don't worry about it. It's perfect for you.

Do you have experience preparing food?

No.

And waitressing?

No.

But I learn fast.

And I speak a bit of Chinese and German.

Chinese?

An organic, gluten-free, green detox smoothie, please.

Detox?

With chard or celery?

Chard.

My ex was one of those.

I know the elliptic integral is wrong.

Don't look at me like that.

You were talking to the cat again, weren't you?

Did you remember to buy glue?

David, you need to open a window in here.

No. It's too noisy outside.

How many pairs of glasses do you have?

As many as I need. Otherwise, I go crazy looking for them.

Imagine that, you going crazy!

Ha ha.

Okay, so?

Any news?

- There have been some movements. - Really?

Next door. They rented it again.

- Who? - Who cares?

She won't last a day. You'll see.

Again? David, it doesn't do you any good.

Nacho, I've never felt better.

But who says she isn't a nice neighbor?

- Statistics. - You're so stubborn.

Look, no matter how hard you try, you can't shut yourself in here forever.

You need to move on. It's been three years.

- Life goes on. The world keeps turning. - Maybe the world's wrong.

You're becoming unbearable. Do you hear yourself?

It's literally impossible if you never shut up.

You know what? I'm not coming back. It's over, dude.

- Let's see who else does your groceries. - Nacho, you say that every day.

The royalties from Breaking Mind won't last forever, you know?

I'll have finished this by then.

Right. And if it doesn't work?

This is much better than Breaking Mind. Of course it'll work.

I don't know, man. You keep making it more complicated.

Nobody will be able to complete this game.

The fun is in trying, even if you fail.

That's the worst slogan ever.

Well, you take care of the other games.

Don't you have to open the shop?

David.

What?

Don't talk to the cat, dude. It's weird.

Only then will it be enough

To just be myself and nothing else

I know that one of these days I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

The sun will come out

Pick up.

Hi, this is Carmen.

Well, actually, this is Carmen's voicemail.

Anyway, I'm busy right now. Leave a message. Thanks.

I'm sure there's an explanation,

but I did say you were rushing things.

You're not ready to live alone.

And that neighborhood? It's not for you.

Are you sure you're not hungry?

No. Thanks.

Well...

Rooibos tea. Your favorite.

I don't feel like it.

You look upset.

Allez.

Okay.

As you can see, everything's just as you left it.

I'll have your things brought back tomorrow.

No.

I'll just stay tonight.

I'll sleep here.

No, no way.

You sleep upstairs. I'll take the sofa.

- Óscar, I... - I insist.

Thanks.

Besides, I have to get up early to go to Paris.

- You can sleep as late as you want. - I can't. I have to work.

Work?

Yes. At the piano.

I'm practicing all day.

The audition is coming up. You can't lose focus.

I'm very focused.

Do you want me to call Guillaume?

No, I don't. I want to do it by myself.

My little hummingbird needs to fly.

That makes me so proud.

Help, please! Help!

Good morning.

I'm your neighbor from upstairs.

I just wanted to ask if you heard anything last night.

Anything strange.

Many years ago,

there was a terrible accident.

A man drowned in the bathtub.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

They carried his corpse down that very staircase.

Not long after,

we started hearing

strange noises.

So you're telling me

that those noises are a...

Ghost!

The scariest thing here is the guy downstairs

who thinks no one's noticed his toupee.

No, please. Not again.

Hey! Stop!

Stop!

Hello?

I can hear you. You have a cat.

Hello.

Hi.

Who are you?

I'm your neighbor.

Why do you want to scare me?

There's a serious soundproofing problem between the two apartments.

This wall...

is hollow.

You can hear everything.

I've tried to get it fixed, but the neighbors can't agree on anything,

and they're too stingy to pay their share of the cost.

They always end up making excuses.

Look, why don't we go out on the landing and discuss this in person?

We're not in the same building.

We're not even in the same district, which complicates things further.

The fact that the apartments are attached is a structural anomaly.

What a disaster.

The thing is, I work from home, and I need absolute silence.

Absolute silence. I can't concentrate anywhere else.

But I'm not noisy.

You play the piano.

That's not noise. It's music.

It still bothers me.

Okay.

Okay, I get it.

I think.

But there must be something we can do.

Like, for example, setting a schedule to avoid disturbing each other.

No.

When I say you can hear everything...

I mean everything.

So what do we do?

One of us has to leave.

Me?

I was here first.

So you always make those scary noises

to get rid of anyone living in this apartment?

That about sums it up.

That's absurd.

It's worked so far.

Oh my God, he's insane.

That's also a possibility.

Well, I'm sorry,

but I've been through a lot to get here.

So, no,

I'm not leaving.

We'll see about that,

neighbor.

Good morning, neighbor!

A bit of early morning exercise?

Really? An angle grinder?

SEBASTIÁN BERRUGUETE CORNER STORE

That explains why it was so cheap. They didn't even ask for a deposit.

I thought that was odd.

What's in this? It's disgusting.

I don't know. Whatever I found.

One spinach, cucumber, and celery smoothie,

and one with beetroot and chia, please.

Sure, coming right up.

Yeah, we'll bring it over, miss.

Try to focus, damn it.

Sorry, Sebas. I'm distracting her.

- Get it together, please. - Yeah.

Carmen, I can't take it.

I can't practice, I can't sleep, and the audition is in two weeks.

He's using the most basic torture technique.

Sleep deprivation.

Not particularly original, but quite effective.

You're only playing the piano.

You need to up your game.

I don't know, Carmen. I'm so tired.

Listen, Valentina.

You didn't hoist a piano up five floors just to give up now, okay?

- No. - You're not going back to Óscar.

- Or back to your parents. - No.

Of course you're not.

It's time to fight back, cous. Use your weapons.

Okay. You win.

Sorry? What was that?

You win. It's over. You've won.

But please make that stop.

You'll leave me alone?

Correct.

And I can play the piano?

You can play the piano. Just make it stop, please.

Okay, we'll take turns.

I'll work in the mornings,

and you can play the piano in the afternoons, okay?

No, I need to practice in the mornings.

I work in the afternoons at the USB.

It's a café nearby that does smoothies.

Okay, but I can focus much better in the mornings.

Fine.

You get the mornings.

Like I said.

We have to wait, Murphy.

My turn.

Just a minute, I promise. I need to practice this section.

I don't care. It's my turn.

Please, I'll only be a few minutes. I almost have it.

No, you don't have it.

I do. Wait.

You can practice all you like. You'll never understand Beethoven.

Excuse me?

That didn't sound anything like Beethoven.

Beethoven was a man who was tortured by his mother's death

and by an abusive father who wanted him to be the next Mozart.

His music sounds like a desire for freedom.

Unrequited love.

Loneliness. Rage.

So now you're a classical music expert?

Yes, actually.

My dad was a sound engineer in a recording studio.

I spent my whole childhood listening to classical music,

and I know that's not how you play Beethoven.

Listening to it.

It's easy to criticize when you can't play anything.

Sorry, I can't hear you because my ears are bleeding.

God, you're unbearable!

Why? Because I'm the first person to tell you the truth?

Your technique is perfect, but you play without soul.

You're like a robot.

You're the most unbearable guy I've ever met!

You're bitter, grouchy, and arrogant!

That's how you play Beethoven.

Neighbor?

Yes?

I think...

I went a bit far this morning.

Well, the truth is I wasn't very nice either.

It was me who went too far.

Sorry.

Hey. I was wondering...

What do you work on all day?

I design games.

I'm currently working on a new invention. Ultimax.

Ulti-what?

Ultimax.

It's a game that uses the symmetry of a sphere

to create parallax effects that confuse the player's perception.

And, well, I don't want to bore you.

I've just been working on it for three years.

Three years already.

And you're a professional pianist, right?

I want to be.

I have a big audition coming up.

If you get through, they train you to perform in concerts.

I heard you singing too.

You have a lovely voice.

Thanks.

It's...

It's silly. Something I wrote ages ago.

I used to sing and write my own songs.

But not anymore. I don't have time.

That's a shame.

You should write more. You're good at it.

My ex told me to stop being silly and focus on the piano.

Your ex?

Yes, my ex.

He's an orchestra conductor.

He's the most talented musician I've ever met.

I was very lucky to have his help.

Sorry, I don't understand.

Why can't you sing and play the piano?

As Óscar used to say,

"Focus on a single goal if you want to get to the top."

What about you?

You don't get out much, do you?

No.

It's just...

I'm not good with people.

What people?

I don't know. People.

People in general.

I just don't feel comfortable with social conventions

that mean you're supposed to be greeting and smiling at everyone

when you don't feel like it.

In contrast, talking like this,

without seeing each other...

it's nice, right?

Yes.

It's like blind piano tuners.

They lose one sense, but that sharpens all the others.

Yes. That's it.

I mean, imagine a dinner,

for example, where you don't have to talk,

just sit in silence.

Enjoying the food, a nice glass of wine.

I think that, ultimately, talking dulls your other senses

and doesn't let you enjoy the...

The simple things.

Exactly.

And what do you look like?

Well, if you want to tell me.

Me?

Well, I'm...

I'm tall.

Dark hair.

I have a beard.

Eyes?

Two eyes.

Blue.

Hi.

What's your cat's name?

His name's Murphy.

Murphy?

Like the best cowboy in the world.

I love Westerns.

Do you?

Yeah.

They're interesting.

And you know what? I always wear cowboy boots.

Always?

Always.

What? Don't you like them?

Yeah, well...

Good morning, neighbor.

Good morning, neighbor.

Sorry, did I wake you?

Don't worry.

I don't mind.

Good morning!

Good morning. You're late, honey.

I loved the name "Sebastián Berruguete Corner Store."

But the neighborhood got all modern, and I had to have a trendy name.

USB. What is the world coming to?

And now we're gluten-free, vegan-friendly,

and so much other modern stuff.

Whenever I remember

the pig's ear and black pudding stew my dad used to make,

I start to well up.

People would eat it with a torn-up bread roll,

and they'd wipe up every last drop.

- Good afternoon. - Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Excuse me.

Oh my God.

Do you have a cold?

Yeah, I caught a cold last night. Sorry. My nose is totally blocked.

Lovely.

Your eyes.

Anyway, what can I get you?

A coffee with milk, please.

- Just a coffee with milk? - Yeah.

You don't want soy milk, oat milk, raw sugar...

No, just a regular coffee with milk.

I like simple things.

Me too.

Great.

- Sebas. - What?

- He's wearing cowboy boots. - Who?

The guy over there. Have you seen him before?

No, but a lot of weird people come in here.

- He's weird, right? - Yeah, very weird.

He's a very weird guy.

Two cappuccinos with almond milk.

Thanks, but it was a strawberry smoothie and a tomato juice.

You're welcome.

COME HAVE DINNER WITH ME IN SILENCE... 3 MANCEBOS STREET, 5TH FLOOR

- Hello? - David, it's Nacho. Can you hear me?

Yes. Where are you calling from?

From a phone someone lent me.

I'm having such a nightmare. My car got towed.

- And? - What do you mean, "and"?

All my stuff was in it. Phone, cards, keys, the shop keys.

What do you want me to do?

Bring me some money for a taxi so I can go get the car.

No. Nacho, I can't come.

I haven't been outside in three years.

Listen, David. I'll send you my location.

- I have to go. - No. I'm not going out.

- Thanks. I'll wait for you here. - Nacho, don't hang up, okay?

About time. Where were you?

- Where do you think I was? - Okay, come on.

- Why are you dressed like that? - I always dress like this.

- You just don't notice. - No, you don't.

- Well... - How much do you need?

- What for? - What do you think? To get the car.

Oh, I'll tell you later.

Why the rush then?

This way. Okay.

What is this?

Hey, David. Just hear what they have to say.

Okay? Come on. How's it going?

Here's the genius.

Well, David is here too.

David, it's a pleasure.

Welcome to Toy & Toy. This is Gonzalo, Head of Sales.

I'm Maite, Head of Development and Business Management.

Nice to meet you. What are we doing here?

- I thought your partner had explained? - In general terms, yes.

We think Breaking Mind is incredible.

Congratulations. I mean it.

We'd like to buy the rights to all your toys.

What for?

What for, really?

So that they sell more.

They are already selling, in our store.

David, why don't you shut up and listen?

We'd also handle distribution of your new game.

Nacho told us about it. Ultimax, right?

Well, we'd have to rethink the name.

Yeah.

The problem is that it's not just mine. Anyway, it's not finished.

But it could be ready by...

- Sorry. I'm not interested. Thanks. - David.

We're talking about international distribution.

We have stores all over the world.

I know.

They strangle small stores like ours.

Listen, David.

You're right,

but think of this as an opportunity

for your game to reach children all over the world.

That's a good thing, right?

Maybe if you look at the figures...

That's exactly what the problem is.

You only care about figures.

Numbers, sales, figures. What about children?

- David... - Does anyone care about children?

Your big toy chains are the enemies of intelligence.

What is it that you do?

All you do is create monsters.

- Okay... - Brainless monsters.

You're the ones to blame for the mental alienation in our society.

One day you'll realize.

And you want me to be a part of it?

Help you stupefy children and turn them into zombies?

Shame on you.

Don't touch me!

Well...

Hi.

A toast?

We can talk now, right?

What's your name?

Is something wrong?

No.

I just thought you preferred silence.

You know?

I do like silence.

A lot.

But I'd also like to know more about you.

More?

Sure. For example, you play the piano.

That's cool. I play the guitar.

I'm in a band with some friends.

We play rock and funk, but most of all country.

You should come see us. We're playing in a bar next week.

Hey, sorry, but do you have beer?

I don't really like wine. It makes me...

Are you at home?

No.

I'm at your home.

Right. I'm sorry.

I've made a terrible mistake.

- What? - You have to go. I'm sorry.

- You're kidding, right? - Keep your voice down.

Why?

Because I've got a headache.

I'll see you some other time, okay?

I'll stay silent if you want, but it's kind of weird.

- Is it the country music? - Nice to meet you.

Neighbor?

Hi, neighbor.

Hi.

- Did you go out? - Yes.

For the first and last time, I assure you.

How are you?

Good.

All quiet around here.

It's good to hear your voice.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Yesterday was nice, right?

It's been a while since I've enjoyed talking to someone that much.

Yes, it was nice.

Would you like to come over for dinner?

Or a drink?

I haven't had much luck with dinner dates lately.

Sorry. It was a stupid idea.

- No, it's me that should be apologizing. - No, I'm sorry. I just...

I'm not good at this stuff.

It's not that.

I just think that...

it's good like this.

Like this?

Yes.

You in your apartment,

me here in mine.

Without any pressure and without depending on each other.

Without seeing each other?

Without seeing each other.

You like to be alone,

and I think it's what I need.

But...

wouldn't we be together then?

Together...

but apart.

What do you say, neighbor?

Do you think it's possible?

It's a bit weird.

Yeah.

But I think it's possible,

neighbor.

I'm actually from a small town, a quite remote one.

What town?

You have to get all your tokens to the top of the pyramid,

but they have to land on your color.

I sang a lot when I was a kid.

I never stopped. All day long.

Nacho is like a brother to me.

Do you prefer sweet or savory?

I always have black coffee. No milk or sugar.

F3.

Did I sink it?

Hit and sunk!

Look. That's Murphy. You see him?

He's the best cowboy in the world.

Good morning, neighbor.

The guy at table six is such an idiot.

He asked me if the spinach is organic.

Do I look like an agricultural expert?

What's up?

The sun's very strong today, isn't it?

If I go near the windows, I'll break out in freckles.

Look, get it together or you'll be out on your ear.

I have enough to deal with already. Move.

Two vegan chocolate and sesame muffins.

Excuse me. Are you okay?

Yes. Today is your lucky day because we're conducting a survey.

On a scale of one to five, how would you rate the service?

Hummingbird?

Óscar!

Hi.

Hi. What a coincidence.

I don't usually come here, so... you know?

Why not join me?

No, I can't.

Why not?

I'm meeting someone.

Who?

Me.

She's meeting me.

- Her. - Carmen.

Óscar.

Why don't you both join me?

The spinach, banana, and ginger smoothie is acceptable.

By the way, I was just having a look at the audition sign-ups.

There are more than 200 candidates.

- Twice as many as last year. - Really?

Don't worry. You'll smash it.

Let's see if someone will serve us.

The service in this place is terrible.

Excuse me, can we order, please?

Yes, of course.

So, what would you like, ladies?

Water. Room temperature, please.

What about you, Valentina?

Nothing.

Are you sure, my dear? You don't you want a pineapple juice?

- A coffee? A gin and tonic? A... - No, nothing.

- Bring her a rooibos. - She can order for herself.

If you could make up your mind.

My waitress is taking a break, and work is piling up.

A rooibos.

- A rooibos? - Yes.

Oh no!

- What's wrong? - Someone's taken my wallet.

Carmen, it's right there. I can see it.

No, Valentina, the other wallet.

The other wallet?

Where did you last have it?

On the metro.

When we were on the metro, remember?

Oh, yes. Earlier.

I can't believe it.

I'll have to go to the police station. God, what a hassle.

Óscar. Can you give me a ride?

Sure, but there's a police station a few blocks away.

Yeah, but I can't walk in this state.

I'm starting to feel dizzy. I'm hyperventilating.

So come on, let's go.

Don't worry. I'll drive you.

Aren't you coming?

No, you go home and practice.

I don't want you to waste time. There are 200 candidates, Valentina.

Come on. Let's go.

- Well, I'll see you another time. - Sure, another time.

Let's go.

That way?

He helped me move to the city.

He found me the best teachers.

He discovered me.

- I owe him everything. - Well, not everything.

You played before you met him.

But I wanted to be a singer.

Can you imagine?

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have this audition, Sebas.

And I wouldn't have a career as a pianist.

What if I don't get picked? I don't know how to do anything else.

All I can do is play the piano and be a waitress.

Well, the waitress thing...

What?

Just that you're the worst waitress I've ever had.

And I once had one who was the laziest slacker imaginable.

Look, I don't know much about music,

but I know about people.

It comes with age.

And I know that behind that fragile exterior,

you're a fighter.

But you have to believe it yourself

and not need someone else to tell you.

Not your ex, not your cousin,

not even me.

You don't need anyone to tell you.

Better every time.

- You think? - Definitely.

Have you finished?

Yes.

Do you take requests?

Sure. Chopin?

No.

- I'd like to hear your song. - My song?

Yes, your song.

It's been a while since I played it.

Maybe it's time you played it again.

It sounds good.

Keep going.

Murphy's waiting.

When will the sun shine through my window

And chase away the shadows on my pillow?

When will I wake up without feeling afraid

Of not being everything everyone expects?

Only then will it be enough

To just be myself and nothing else

I know that one of these days

I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

Let's do this.

The trick is to chop the vegetables very finely,

but it doesn't have to be perfect.

- Got it? - Yeah, got it.

Okay. Ready for the béchamel sauce?

So ready.

The quantities are key.

If you're a single gram out, it can ruin it, so be careful.

Fifty grams of butter.

Perfect.

And 50 grams of flour.

- All good? - Yes.

You didn't tell me you liked cooking.

I'm a bit rusty, but it's like riding a bike.

Okay, now mix everything together with a bit of milk.

With milk?

Yeah, with milk.

Don't you have milk?

Yes, I do.

You turned on the broiler to crisp up the top, right?

Yes.

Perfect.

How's yours?

It looks good.

Come in.

An apology dinner, huh?

- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm glad you could make it. - Why are you speaking so quietly?

- Why are you dressed up? - What? I just did my hair.

Why are you smiling? You never smile.

Is something burning? Have you been cooking?

Yeah, of course.

David, you smell good.

What's going on?

What's this?

I met someone.

That's great, Valentina.

I'm so happy for you.

- By someone, you mean a guy, right? - Yeah.

About time, man. Come here.

Okay, enough. Too much hugging.

I'd like you to meet her.

So where is she?

Here.

Hi.

Oh God, David. Now you're talking to the wall?

- Hello? - It's the neighbor?

Yes. Hi!

Hi.

Hi. I'm Carmen, a cousin of...

No names.

Nice to meet you, Carmen. This is my friend Nacho.

- Hi, how are you? - Why are you talking like that?

- I always talk like this. - No.

Lasagna. Delicious.

That's lasagna?

Shut up.

- Shall we sit down to eat? - Good idea.

Facing the wall?

Of course. Come on.

It looks great.

I'm not eating this.

- Don't do the voice. - This is my voice.

- Wine? - Sure. Go ahead.

That's how it is. Why is it so strange?

Come on. Let's be serious.

It's weird, to be honest.

Even if it's weird, it works for us.

We don't need to see each other. Honestly.

Well, I just think

the nice thing about being in a relationship

is that feeling of intimacy.

Being with the other person. Touching their skin. Their smell.

What do you think, Nacho?

Yeah, I was going to say the same thing.

But there's something more important.

- What? - Eye contact.

When a couple really knows each other,

they look into each other's eyes and no words are needed.

- A romantic. But he's right. - Right?

You two have to say everything.

There's no subtext.

So we just say it. What's the problem?

And what we're doing isn't so different from talking to a stranger on an app.

Although it sounds absurd, a lot of relationships start like this,

without seeing or meeting the other person.

Yeah, but you have photos so you can see what they look like.

Sure, you have photos. But how do you know they're real?

Well, you have a point.

Aren't you curious to know what the other one looks like?

We don't need to know.

Sure. Wait until she sees you.

Don't start with the whole "real beauty is on the inside" thing.

You know, I think I can tell what you look like, Carmen,

just based on your voice.

- Really? - Yeah.

And?

You're tall, clearly.

You've got short hair and deep, brown eyes...

- What? - Nothing. You're doing well.

Please continue.

And you wear glasses.

Well, that's impressive.

- You nailed it. - Right?

My turn now.

Go ahead.

You're of medium height, on the shorter side.

And...

you have brown hair, blue eyes,

and you're the kind of guy who wears hoodies.

What? Did I get anything right?

Yeah, more or less.

Okay, guys. I have to go.

Hey, I really enjoyed this.

It's the best dinner I've ever had through a wall.

Nice to meet you both, or, well, whatever this is.

- Likewise, Carmen. - Likewise.

- Your friend seems great. - Right?

- I'm sure he's ugly as hell. - Carmen...

So? What do you think?

- What? Fine. - Fine? What else?

David, you've both gone nuts.

That's all.

Nacho...

Sorry, I'm a bit nervous.

I hope you don't play like that.

Thanks.

No!

That's not Beethoven.

The perfection of Beethoven's music

is in its tempo,

its meter,

its balanced harmonies.

This is not how you play Beethoven.

My musicians

must see themselves first as artists and secondly as part of an orchestra.

Not the other way around.

I'm not a conductor.

I'm an artist who leads other artists.

That's all for today. Thank you.

My little hummingbird.

What a nice surprise.

Hi.

I had to fill out some paperwork for the audition.

Not long now.

Two days.

Are you nervous?

A little.

You'll dazzle them. You'll see.

- When I saw you working in the café... - You saw me working?

Of course, hummingbird.

- Your cousin's acting was great. - Right.

There's no need to be embarrassed.

You only lied to me because I didn't earn your trust.

I want you to know you can always count on me.

For anything you want.

Hi, neighbor.

Neighbor.

I have a guest. Óscar's on his way.

Óscar?

My ex.

I want to get his opinion. Like I said, he's a great conductor.

This is very important for me.

Please don't say anything. We'll talk later.

Okay.

- Hi. - Hi.

Thanks for coming.

I hope no one keys my car.

I love it.

Yeah.

Honestly, I love it.

It has a certain...

charme.

Charme?

But something's missing.

You found it!

Actually, no.

It must have got lost in the move.

But I was in Paris, and I went round all the antique shops

until I found one like yours.

Sure, all of them.

Well, shall we start?

Okay.

Open your back.

Relax.

That's better.

Your hands.

Wait.

Valentina, stop.

You seem distracted, my little hummingbird.

- Shall I make you a rooibos? - No.

I can do it. Honestly. I don't know why...

I know you can play it better.

I've always believed in you.

You know that, right?

But, I don't know,

perhaps this is all too much for you.

The apartment, the job...

Maybe, just until the audition, you could go back home.

No.

No. We've talked about this, Óscar.

And look at you now.

I know how well you play.

I can help you reach your full potential.

Valentina,

I miss you so much.

I think it would be best if you leave.

I'm sorry. If you want, we can try another piece.

What's that?

It's just... noise from the street.

Sometimes the wind distorts it.

You hear noise when you least expect it.

- Well, you should go. - Sorry, I got carried away.

Thank you for your help.

- I'm really sorry. - No, I'm sorry.

Okay, but if you need anything...

Yes. Thanks.

Why on earth did you do that?

"My little hummingbird"?

Really?

- It's an affectionate nickname. - How could you be with that guy?

That's none of your business.

What about the way he talks to you?

- You didn't have to listen. - What else could I do?

I don't know. Go out. I'd have given you privacy.

So you wanted to be alone with him?

What are you talking about?

You could have introduced us.

Just what I need. Now you're jealous of Óscar.

Do you think we can be in a relationship through this wall

if we don't trust each other?

Yes.

I mean, no.

- Wait a second. What... - Look.

I don't need anyone to tell me how to live my life.

I'm fed up.

Fed up!

I can't take it anymore.

You have no idea what it took for me to get here.

I won't let anyone ruin it.

You won't control me.

Is that clear?

Crystal clear.

Can you believe that our first fight was over a ridiculous bout of jealousy?

I don't get it. He has no reason not to trust me.

Carmen, are you listening?

Yeah, sorry.

I was just talking to...

Remember that guy from the agency I told you about? The cute one.

Well, he's been messaging me, and we're trying to meet up.

But it's tricky because, obviously, we can't go to my place, and he...

shares an apartment

with his mom.

- With his mom? - Want to compare weird relationships?

Fine.

I've gotta run.

Well, keep me posted on your drama.

- Ciao. - Bye.

Sebas.

I need to ask you a favor. Is now a good time?

A good time?

I haven't had a good time since the day I was born,

circa May 1960-something.

What do you want?

I need the day off tomorrow.

Okay, sure.

- Okay? - Yes. It's for the audition, right?

Yes. They probably won't pick me, but...

They'll pick you.

And when they do, you can bring that apron back here

and bid me farewell.

Of course they'll pick you.

Shut up.

What?

Neighbor?

Do you mind if I practice tonight?

Neighbor?

Do whatever you want.

- I've been at work all day, and... - You don't owe me any explanations.

- Listen, if it's about earlier, I... - Forget it.

It doesn't matter.

Do whatever you need to.

Don't you want to talk?

There's nothing to talk about.

You know I can hear everything.

To be honest, I thought we had something special.

- Neighbor. - Can you leave me alone, please?

Listen.

Sometimes things aren't what they seem.

I wasn't here this afternoon.

But you're incapable of trusting anyone.

I've been thinking. This isn't going anywhere.

Actually, it was a stupid idea.

In the end, it was good that we didn't see each other.

I'll find another apartment,

which is what I should have done to begin with.

You're unbelievable. You could have warned me.

I'm sorry.

I'll talk to him and explain.

There's no need.

Actually, I'm thinking of moving.

I don't believe it.

You do this every time, Valentina.

Do you really want to run away from a new relationship

because you're scared of the future?

What future?

I've never even seen the guy.

What do we have?

We talk to each other through a wall. It's ridiculous.

Mom...

- Hey. - Hi, buddy.

- Hey, Auntie. - What's wrong, did we wake you up?

No, I had a nightmare.

Don't worry. We'll just turn the pillow over.

What you have with your neighbor is more than what a lot of couples have.

Come on.

Mom, can Auntie sing me a song?

No, she's very tired. I can sing for you.

No, Mom, you're a bad singer.

Thanks, son. I love your honesty.

- Hi. - Hi, David.

Hi.

You never like my ideas.

- Hi. - That won't work.

I like it.

But to win, you have to get all your tokens to the top.

- Right, David? - What's up?

Nacho wants to change the rules, but he can't.

We said we wouldn't have color groups.

That's true.

- You always take my brother's side. Look! - Me? No.

If you arrive with a red and an odd number, you win.

- No, you can't win like that. - See? I won!

María, that's too complicated.

Poor thing, is it too difficult for you?

You cheated!

No, this is how Breaking Mind works.

You haven't won. With an odd number, you bounce back.

No, by bouncing back, all the red ones got in.

No, they didn't.

David, don't get angry. You're a bad loser.

- You're the bad loser. - You cheated.

You always gang up on me.

Okay, let's start again.

How many reds does each person have?

FINAL SALE STORE CLOSURE

G FOR GAMES

Good morning.

- Why didn't you tell me? - I wanted to.

I thought about it a lot.

I was going to tell you when you felt better.

But it's been three years.

I've managed to stay open thanks to the Breaking Mind royalties,

but it's selling less and less.

Hardly anyone comes in here anymore.

Hey, what are you doing here?

What am I doing? I came to see you.

Yeah, sure.

You screwed up.

- You screwed things up with that girl. - It wasn't going anywhere.

It was a stupid idea.

Let me get this straight.

You meet a girl,

who, by some miracle, seems nice and can tolerate your shitty attitude,

and you're letting her get away?

I didn't let her get away. She's the one who left.

So go after her. Don't just sit here.

I don't have time. I need to finish Ultimax.

To hell with Ultimax.

David, find a better excuse, but don't blame her.

I know she was your girlfriend, but I miss her too.

She was my sister.

I was going to walk her down the aisle and do a cool brother-in-law speech.

But she's gone.

All that is gone.

María is gone.

You have to get your life back.

Or build a new life.

You're good at building things.

Okay. That's enough.

Number 142?

Beethoven, please.

Neighbor.

Neighbor.

- Neighbor. - What are you doing here?

Why are you playing like that? You can do better.

That's it.

That's it. Get angry.

- Play like you and I know you can. - Leave me alone. Go away.

What are you doing? You can't be back here.

Just a moment. It's important.

Look, you're right, okay?

I'm the most unbearable man in the world and a complete idiot.

An idiot who let you down but never stopped believing in you.

So show them how to play Beethoven.

I'm going. Don't worry.

Very good.

Thank you. Next.

Number 143.

Please, make way for the next candidate.

When will the sun shine through my window

And chase away the shadows on my pillow?

When will I wake up without feeling afraid

Of not being everything everyone expects?

Only then will it be enough

To just be myself and nothing else

I know that one of these days I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

The sun will come out

I'll find myself again

The girl I used to be

Unafraid to play

Please leave.

Come on.

When will I be able to look in the mirror

And see my strengths, not my insecurities?

When will I follow my heart again?

When will I stop caring about mistakes?

Only then will it be enough

To do what I want and nothing more

I know that one of these days I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

The sun will come out

I'll find myself again

The girl I used to be

Unafraid to play

- Bravo! - Bravo!

- Bravo! - Bravo!

- Bravo! - Bravo!

That's my cousin!

- Congratulations, cous. It was amazing. - It was lovely, honey.

- I don't think the judges will agree, but... - What do they know?

Bunch of snobs.

Miss.

I'm sure you understand that you've wasted our time.

Yes.

Yes, and I'm really sorry.

Don't apologize.

Not getting through this audition doesn't mean you're not talented.

You are. Very.

A friend of mine is a music producer. He's always looking for new voices.

And yours, my dear, is

impressive.

I can't believe it. Let's see.

- Let me see. - Get off.

Hummingbird.

Óscar.

It's fine.

There will be other auditions.

No.

There won't be other auditions.

This isn't what I want, Óscar. It's not for me.

What I want now is to sing my own songs.

And throw your entire career away?

I put my reputation on the line recommending you.

Thank you for everything, Óscar.

Hummingbird.

I'm not your hummingbird.

I don't like rooibos.

And from now on, I'll play Beethoven however I like, okay?

Goodbye, Óscar.

- I have to go. I love you so much. - Run.

Well, I have to go too. I have to open the café.

- Yeah. - And find another waitress.

Champ.

- Bye. - See you, Sebas. Bye.

So, shall we go?

Carmen?

- Yeah. - You're Carmen, the cousin?

Nacho? From the burnt-lasagna dinner?

- Well, ours was amazing. - Mine was like rubber.

Wow.

Nice to meet you. Well, to see you.

Yes, likewise.

This is Dani, my son.

- Dani, this is Nacho. - What's up?

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

Well...

Yeah, we were going to get ice cream. Would you like to join us?

Yeah, I'd love to. If it's okay with Dani, of course.

- Sure. - Let's go.

Let's go.

- So you don't have brown eyes. - No. Nor do I wear glasses.

- Right. - But you do wear hoodies.

Guilty as charged.

Bye!

Neighbor?

Neighbor?

Hi, neighbor.

Hi.

- I wanted to tell you... - Wait.

First, I want to say sorry.

Okay?

I didn't mean to interfere.

Well, I did. But not in the way you think.

I am capable of trusting people.

I trust you.

You make me want to leave the apartment.

Hello?

I have something very important to ask you.

What?

Do you really always wear cowboy boots?

No.

Actually, today I bought my first pair to go to see you.

But they only had a size 40, and now I can't get them off.

Are you okay?

Better than ever.

I'm going to do it.

Stand back.

Hi.

When will the sun shine through my window

And chase away the shadows on my pillow?

When will I wake up without feeling afraid

Of not being everything everyone expects?

Only then will it be enough

To just be myself and nothing else

I know that one of these days I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

The sun will come out

I'll find myself again

The girl I used to be

Unafraid to play

When will I be able to look in the mirror

And see my strengths, not my insecurities?

When will I follow my heart again?

When will I stop caring about mistakes?

Only then will it be enough

To do what I want and nothing more

I know that one of these days I'll dare to dance

When everyone is watching

No matter what they say

The sun will come out

I'll find myself again

The girl I used to be

Unafraid to play