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[chopping vegetables]

Hey, there.

MAY 7, 2022

Hey, Fer.

Fer, we need to talk.

[Fer's son] What do you mean? I'm fine.

[Trini] That jacket's a little big on you.

- I look good. - Is the hood supposed to be outside?

- Where else? - Uh, okay.

Let's see what your father thinks.

He thinks he's gonna wear this to the wedding.

I think he looks great, but the mayor may think differently.

Don't get me started on the President...

What do you mean? The actual President's coming to the wedding?

[Trini] She's bringing half of the government with her.

It's a wonder how Fer was able to get all of the rooms for them.

- So, how many guests are there? - Three hundred and twenty-seven.

And it's growing too.

- [gasps] - [Trini shrieks excitedly]

Uh... I need water.

[breathing heavily]

[Irene breathing heavily]

[gasping]

- Irene. Hey, hey, hey, hey. - [panting]

- What's wrong? - I'll be fine.

[continues breathing heavily]

Ire, honey, what's up?

I'm having trouble breathing. Just get me a bag.

Hurry.

[breathing deeply]

- [groans] - Here.

Breathe in. There. And out.

- Okay. Okay. - [breathing deeply]

There you go.

You're fine.

Okay. Feel better?

Three hundred and twenty-seven guests?

Well, you're marrying the Valencian of the year, beautiful. [chuckles]

[shakily] I can't do it, Fer.

I'm sorry.

[Irene continues breathing heavily]

[Fer] So you don't want to get married?

Yes, I, I do.

I do, but I just want to marry you.

What if we just go to the registry office tomorrow and do it?

I don't want all these politicians or half of the government there.

I think it's too late for all that now.

[panting]

Well, screw it. To hell with the President.

All the fancy people, all the politicians.

Tomorrow?

[breathing stabilizes]

- Hm? - Sure?

Hm.

Let's do it.

[pensive music playing]

IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN

CHAPTER 8 THE POWER OF WORDS

OCTOBER 27, 2004

[Da whispering] I told you.

Right?

Like a parasite.

- She needs an intervention. - [Irene snores]

If anything, just so we can get our living room back.

It smells like a barn.

I can hear both of you.

Not me, though. I haven't said anything.

- [Irene groans] - Look, think of it.

He's worse off now that he's fallen in love with a friend who's ashamed of him.

- [Da] Excuse me? No one is ashamed of me. - Stop.

He's the one who's ashamed.

Or do I need to remind you, he left wearing a mask, for the love of God.

- Real nice. - Jesus.

This is no good.

Hey, I know it's not a time to make jokes.

But you look like a depressed Barbie.

Well, I think it's time to get out of bed.

I'm okay.

- You need to take a shower... - No.

- Get back to class, and back to your life. - No.

Let's put this through the wash.

But, what's the... I picked the wrong career, Jimena.

[sighs]

I'm not a good director and writing isn't for me.

[Jimeana groans]

- And Julio is... - Julio is what?

He let you down again? I'm shocked.

Come one. Da, go run a hot bath for her. And you, go soak in the tub.

I don't know why I didn't stay with Fer.

But he went and knocked you up and asked you to marry him, so...

Yeah, and what did I do?

Said "No."

And he already booked it back to Castellón. That's that.

[grunts]

What's wrong?

[groaning] Not sure. [inhales]

Ooh, this little thing inside me...

- [Jimena groans] - You okay?

[ groaning]

Uh-uh.

Just kill me.

They're gonna come for you anyway. For both of you.

[actress] Did you turn us in?

Well, at least now they'll have a good reason.

- [gunshot] - [grunts]

[straining, grunting]

[Laia] Cut!

We've got it.

[assistant director] Okay, team. That's a wrap on Julio Mera. A round of applause!

- [applause] - [cheering]

Thanks.

[man] Bravo.

Thank you.

[man] Julio!

- Congratulations. - Thank you. [chuckles]

[applause continues]

Well, that's it.

Are you happy to finally get rid of me?

It wasn't that bad.

Not much going on upstairs...

But, you look good.

People have done much more with a lot less.

No reason why you shouldn't.

Hey!

Congratulations! [chuckles]

Shame you're leaving us.

Shame that the shoot is done too.

We lived the dream.

Rosita, can you help me take this off, please?

Uh, that's Rocío.

She can call me what she wants.

Let me help you.

So, have you heard from Irene?

She won't answer my calls.

Jimena had a scare with, with her kid.

Placental displacement, or something.

I didn't want to hear the details, because it grossed me out.

But... now she's on bed rest all day.

Maybe you can go visit her.

Huh? [chuckles]

[door buzzer]

- [Da] Oh. - [chuckles]

[Da] What's this?

It's for Jimena.

Wow. They're so beautiful, Julio.

She's in there.

All hopped up on hormones, you know.

She's been all, "Oh, I'm huge. I'm huge."

But she looks the same. See?

What's so funny, you dickhead?

- This is fucking funny to you? - No, no.

The mystery of the monster growing inside of me.

Hello.

- Goddamn tits are the size of planets! - I know.

- Don't you think they look bigger? - Oh, Jimena. Take these.

[tearfully] They're so beautiful.

- [sniffling] - There she goes again. Like water works.

- I wish I could stop. - [Julio laughs]

Hey, get the good camera. I want you to take a photo of us.

Look!

He brought me flowers.

See these? Aren't they beautiful?

[Jimena] You got a card?

Yeah, but you don't have to... to read it.

Well, why wouldn't I read it?

"Get well soon."

- That's great. Right? - Hm.

- Concise and to the point. Thank you. - [door closes]

You can write something a little bit more romantic on the back.

Take your time.

Hmm.

- Hm. - What did you want to tell her?

None of this makes sense to me. None of it.

I don't get what's up with me, I don't get what's up with her. With us.

That's not good at all. Here, let me show you.

There.

- No, I'm not writing this. - Why not?

No, no, no, no.

Concise. To the point. Your style. It's good.

I think it's about time that you put all of your cards on the table.

I'm just saying. I just think it's time you tried something different.

[romantic music playing]

[Julio] Irene, can I come in?

No!

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

What the fuck? "Get well soon."

[chuckles]

- Idiot. - [Julio] No, no, no. Turn it over.

I LOVE YOU

[Julio] You there?

Irene, did you read it?

[chuckles]

[Julio] I thought it was nice.

Is it too much?

- Shit, I'm sorry. - [sighs]

- [exhales] - [lock rattles]

[door opens]

It's uh...

Hm.

["Walcott" playing]

[moaning, panting]

♪ Walcott, don't you know That it's insane? ♪

♪ Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod ♪

[Irene] This is good. It's good.

We're going to do more than just hook up, right?

Yeah.

Of course.

♪ Don't you know That your life could be lost ♪

♪ Out of Cape Cod tonight? ♪

[music continues]

Isn't it weird that we're so into each other?

And this is the only thing we've done for weeks.

Okay! Because you say so. That's it. You've said it now. Great.

Crazy place.

[sighs]

- Oh, Jesus. Is this a porn shoot? - [Irene screams]

- [Julio] Close the door! - Hey, fuck off!

And if you're going to do that in there, I'll just piss in your room.

[Jimena] Fucking pigs.

[Irene] "I hadn't been alone with her for over three months."

"And seeing her around others, a hundred days without touching her,

without kissing her, without hearing her voice,

knowing I was the only one listening."

"A hundred mornings. A hundred long nights"

[gasping, panting]

Maybe we should get to know each other better

and just take a little break, right?

[groaning]

- [Irene groans] - I've never been closer to anyone.

[music continues]

[music continues in background]

[Irene and Julio groaning in other room]

When do they stop to eat?

No. Priorities.

[makes screwing sound]

It's making me really jealous.

Because between the boredom,

this monster growing inside of me, and my out-of-control hormones,

I'm so horny, that I'm even finding you attractive.

Well, how about you just ask the father?

No. No, because if he tells me that I have to marry him in order to get laid,

I might say yes.

- So that's a no. - Come on.

Further away, the better.

No.

- [Jimena] Oh, no. Uh-uh. - No.

Oh, my God. [panting]

This is the worst place to raise a baby.

SEARCH NAME: FER

[Irene and Julio groaning in bedroom]

- [groaning] - [walls shaking]

- [groaning continues] - [Jimena sighs]

Dudes, shut the fuck up now!

[door slams open]

- [Julio] Oh! - Okay, that's enough.

You've been fucking for weeks. You have to be sore.

I'm really happy for you, okay?

But every time I hear you getting railed, it makes me jealous.

And you do it all day, every day, and now it's...

It makes me want to cry.

- [Jimena crying] Assholes! - We're being insensitive assholes.

- [Julio blows raspberry] - [both sigh]

[knocking on door]

Hello.

We've decided we're done having sex for now, okay?

[Julio] Hm.

I'm just being emotional.

- We realize that we're being bad friends. - [Irene] Mm-hm.

[Julio] We wanna spend more time with you.

If only there was... something we could cook.

Is there anything you're craving right now?

Anything.

[soft chuckle]

- You know what I really want? - What?

A pack of fortune cookies.

- Ah! - [all chuckle]

They're just the best.

Because they're the right mix of luck and a bit of cookie.

I want to get one and break it open to have the little paper say:

"It'll be okay."

Mm.

FORTUNE COOKIES

["Loca" playing]

[singing along]

- Julio! - [all laughing]

[Irene] Oh man, you dropped it.

[music continues]

[singing along]

No, nothing like that, okay. You need a little more attitude here.

- Right? - No, look, the point is to cheer her up.

You can't put, I don't know,

"Your child's gonna have spina bifida." [chuckles]

Well, I love it. I love it.

But I'm not gonna go with something a bit more subtle.

[Julio] Let's see it.

No, no, no, no. That's terrible.

Ah, I've got it. I've got it. Okay.

Hmm.

Don't put that. There's no way that's gonna happen.

Oh, don't be superstitious.

You're going to be nominated, since you're in all the polls. Write it.

- Hurry. - Okay, I'm on it.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Da.

[phone continues ringing]

It's that annoying friend of yours, Gonzalo.

No one's answering!

Da, if the guy doesn't wanna come out, then why would you care?

- He's nice and handsome and... - He's such a fucking scaredy-cat.

- [oven pings] - The cookies! Got it.

The spatula. Make sure you don't burn yourself.

- Got it. - We have 30 seconds. Hurry.

Hi. Can you do me a favor and keep it down so I can get some sleep?

We only have 30 seconds left to go.

They're going to dry up.

- Hurry. - I'm going to fucking lose it

with all of this noise, noise.

- [Julio] More, more, more. - [shrieks]

- Try this. - [Irene] Quickly. Okay.

- Next one. - Ah.

Next one. Ooh, that's hot.

- Okay. - Well, what's it say?

- What's it say there? - Okay?

- Okay. - What do I read?

Uh, the fortune isn't in here.

Did you eat it?

You're not spposed to swallow it.

You don't eat it, stupid. You're not spposed to eat it.

[Jimena] You didn't think to warn me first?

- Before telling me to eat it. - [laughing]

Another one. Another one.

- Hello. - "Hey, I love you."

[all] Ahhhh.

- [water gushing] - [Irene sighs]

Well?

It's a little mediocre.

- [Julio groans] - I just don't understand.

I think you're selling yourself short.

I don't know.

What do you want?

I'm not sure.

I think you're in a good spot to decide what kind of actor you want to be.

What your career's gonna look like. You know? Pick a path.

Minerva told me...

about an acting school, but,

I just don't think I have the balls to do it.

Well, it sounds like a good idea, I think.

It'll give you more confidence.

- Yeah? - Of course.

Okay.

Well, then, I guess I'll try it out.

But promise me you'll go for what you want.

That you'll write and you'll direct.

["Sunshine Coolin'" playing]

Yeah.

♪ The sky is blue the end is near ♪

♪ A wave of heat is running clear ♪

SCRIPT IDEA: YOU AND ME

[student] "I don't know how to trawl through a dull existence."

- Hey. - Welcome.

Uh, so we're analyzing a scene from The Seagull, by Checkov.

Are you at all familiar with it?

Sort of. [chuckles]

SCRIPT IDEA: JIJIJIJIJIJI

THE SEAGULL

- [teacher] Right? - Oh. Thanks.

So, what does it mean?

It's about being an actor, right? It's like...

[teacher] Uh, uh... George?

SCRIPT IDEA:

♪ We don't care ♪

- [grunts] What the... [groans] - Julio!

[soft chuckle]

You don't want to hear the nominations, do you?

Not really. I won't get nominated. It's okay. I'm fine.

- We're good right here, right? - I'm good where I am.

Mm. Mm. Come on, chickens. Get your asses in here.

- Mm. - No.

- No, no, no. - [Gonzalo chuckles]

Okay, then. I guess wait here. [chuckles]

We'll just get the neighbors to join us.

[all chuckle]

Okay, I have...

some of these fortune cookies.

- Wow, they actually look pretty good. - Okay.

Yeah, they turned out really nice.

I think they're delicious. You should try one.

They might help enhance the moment.

No fucking way.

"That which you want most won't happen." I'd chew that.

Let's see yours.

"What you need most is often right in front of you."

- Oops. - [Irene suppresses a laugh]

What's up?

We all know about you and Da. And we all think it's great, obviously.

Mm-hm.

Me and Da?

That's ridiculous.

No, no, I don't know what he told you but I'm not...

I mean, I totally respect him and not judging but I'm not... No.

Hey, it's fine! All right?

- It's okay, you don't need to worry. - Wh... What?

There's no problem! The cookies are the problem.

- [cheering] - All right?

- Huh? - [Adri] Oh, wow.

Guess who's been nominated for newcomer?

- [Gonzalo] What? - [Julio] Really?

[Da] Yes!

- [Irene] I'm so happy. - Yes, yes!

[Adri] I can't believe it!

[Irene chatters excitedly]

- [cheering, squealing] - [Julio] Mwah!

[chanting] Nominated! Nominated!

- My phone. Hey, my phone! - Nominated! Nominated!

- You're getting a call. Here you go. - Romano!

- Pick it up quick. - H... Hello.

- [Romano] Julio? - Romano!

Ssh.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay, okay. Bye.

- [Gonzalo] So, what? - [Irene] Okay?

Romano's at the Academy, celebrating the nominations.

- I should go, right? - [Da] Okay.

- Yeah! Go! Of course. - Don't be late.

Mwah. Go!

Hold on. You need to practice two things so you don't look like a fool.

- An acceptance speech in case you win. - Yes.

It has to be funny so people don't get bored.

And a cool face in case you lose.

Say hello to Cayetana Guillén-Cuervo!

- Nominated for a Goya! - [cheering]

Irene, you're fucking a Goya-nominated man!

["Ya No Quiero Tu Querer" playing]

[Irene giggling]

[Irene] What are you doing?

Irene, come here. She's my girlfriend.

Hi. Thank you.

[Irene] Mwah.

[Julio] Romano!

Remember?

Ahhh...

- [Julio] Irene. - Ah, the girlfriend.

All right, the girlfriend. Hello, sweetie?

[man] Come on.

You're not taking her anywhere.

[Irene] Julio, what are you doing?

[Romano] Hey, don't drop her on her head, Julio!

Julio!

[Irene laughing]

[Irene] Where are you taking me?

- I present Irene Cabezudo! - [Irene] Oh, please.

- Take the stairs. - [chuckling]

- Yeah, of course, the stairs. - The stairs.

I'll be your train. [whistle sound] No, no, no, no, no.

Passengers, this is where you get off.

- [laughing] That's as far as I go. - [Julio sighs]

This is the end of the line.

[Julio grunts]

[both sigh]

- [Julio laughs] - [Irene chuckles]

- What a perfect night. - God.

I never imagined I'd be this happy a year ago.

- And it's not the alcohol. [chuckles] - Noo...

The alcohol helps, but no.

And it's not the nomination.

But, uh...

It's you.

Holy shit. I don't want this moment to end.

Let's do something memorable.

[Irene chuckles]

[men talking in background]

I'll be back.

Where are you going?

- Come back. - Hey, there.

Hey, guys.

Uh, sorry to bother you, but I need a big favor.

That's my girlfriend, and I was just nominated for a Goya.

[Julio] I need to do something special.

I'll give you my watch, my phone, my wallet.

["Oh Les Beau Jours..." playing]

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[bicycle bell rings]

[music fades]

Okay?

Yeah, I'm really happy about everything that's happening to you.

No, it's not me. It's us.

[bicycle bell rings]

- [water running] - [moans]

[sighs]

[door rattles]

[door opens]

[Julio sighs]

Hey, good morning.

I can't, uh, come to brunch.

I've got three interviews, and I'm already late.

What?

- You can stay for a minute. - Ah, don't tempt me.

Bye.

Mmmmwah.

Bye. Kisses.

[door closes]

♪ I was paralyzed ♪

♪ By those pair of lies ♪

♪ But those pair of eyes ♪

♪ Brought me right back Back, back to you ♪

[phone ringing]

MOM CALLING

[rejects call]

♪ ...For you by my side ♪

[music stops]

[Da] Bon appétit.

This is my specialty made for you.

If it's bad I don't want to know.

Give him a few minutes. He should be here any second.

[radio playing in background]

- [thud] - Oh, shit.

- Sorry, sorry. - What time is it?

- Uh... - [Irene sighs]

Shh. Sleep, sleep.

[{irene chuckles dryly]

[Julio] Irene.

We need to talk.

Hey.

- Irene. - What?

We need to talk.

I've been thinking about my Goya speech.

Not that it matters, because, well, I'm not going to win, but...

What if I just say, "Thanks"?

That's all. [chuckles]

[laughing]

God, you can't just say "Thanks," and go back to your seat.

- Yeah, why not? "Thanks, thanks." - "Why not?," he says. Better not.

This is important.

I mean, there are people who spend their whole lives working for this,

and deserve it,

who dream of being there.

- You can't just take it for granted... - Hold it, hold it. Are you...

[grunts]

I'm drunk, but, uh, you said... Are you saying I don't deserve it?

No, that's not what I said. I said there are people...

I'm a shit actor who doesn't deserve it. That what you're saying?

So, just, I'm hearing this right.

You're saying I'm taking the place of someone who deserves this.

A talented actor. Is that right?

That's not even close. You're drunk, and you're hearing things I didn't say.

Why don't you just say what you mean?

[Irene] What do I mean?

You know how it feels to be with someone who doesn't value you,

and who expects you to be better than you are, or just judges you?

You're just unbearable. You're so exhausting.

Okay, if that's how you feel, why are we together?

I don't know.

I really don't know anymore.

[Irene chuckles dryly]

- [door opens] - [clamoring]

[Julio groaning]

- [Irene] What did you do? - [groaning]

Uh, what's going on?

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry. - Nothing happened, Jime.

I was walking and this chair bumped into me.

What, is he wasted?

- I'm sorry. It's fine. It's fine. - [Julio] Irene...

I'm going back to bed.

You're not exhausting.

- Okay. Come on. - No, no.

Come on.

[grunts]

- Okay. - You're so pretty.

So nice to me.

Forgive me.

Would you? Please, would you?

Come to bed.

- No more drinking. - Okay.

[sighs]

This is filthy. It's so dirty.

I don't know.

But if you keep scrubbing it like that, the paint's gonna come off.

Irene, do you hear me?

Mm-hm.

Want to talk about it?

What?

[phone ringing]

It's Julio.

Well answer, answer.

Hello.

What do you mean, who's expecting me right now?

A dress for what?

He wants me to go to the Goyas.

No way! No way!

[Irene] Yeah.

Say yes. Say yes.

Yes, yes.

Uh, yeah, okay.

So cool.

[funky house music playing]

It's just...

Well, it's... uh...

- Just gorgeous. - Hmm.

It's great, but it's, uh, my style. I don't know...

Your style, huh?

Anita, I need you.

Okay, but I'm with, uh... I'll be right there.

[shutter clicking]

Let's go.

- This is beautiful, it would be... - No, that's the Valentino.

That one's being held for one of the nominees.

Sweetheart.

Hello.

I was doing an interview that took forever and I have a dinner in an hour.

You like this one?

- No. No. - Anita!

- Mm? - What's going on?

- Are you torturing my girlfriend? - No.

How about you show her one of the dresses you like

and have her try it on?

- Okay, mm. - Hm? That'a girl.

- Okay? - Thank you.

[Julio's phone rings]

- Thank you. - Hold on, let me get this.

Hello.

[Julio] What?

- No, please, I need all the contracts... - [sighs]

[Jimena] They're so beautiful.

I love the sparkles.

Radiant, I mean..

- Wow! - Yeah?

Just let me do something with all of this.

Okay. Adriana, the iron.

- You don't have time for all of that. - There's always time for an iron.

- I'll be super fast. - [horn honks]

That's him. That's him, hurry.

- Here. - [Jimena] Uh...

Adriana, sweetie, what am I supposed to do with this?

- Why can't you use it? - [Jimena] Yep.

[Da] He's outside! Hurry up!

Julio! She's coming!

Oh, my God. He looks so handsome.

[Jimena] N-no, I can be super fast, I promise.

[Jimena] If we put it in a bun, it'll look great with those earrings.

[Da] So handsome...

- I can do... - Do it up, Irene. What are you doing?

I don't know. I don't know about any of this.

- Put something else on. - The issue isn't what I'm wearing.

- [Adri] No, no, no, no, no, - [Da sighs]

Come on, don't just stand there! Move!

Drama.

- So handsome. - Where is she?

- In there. - In the back.

[Irene shouting indistinctly]

- [Jimena] How could you miss this? - Drama.

- I'm not comfortable. - Just go for a drink.

You didn't, you didn't like the dress?

No, it looked amazing.

I was going to do a bun. It would've looked great with those earrings.

[Irene] It's not that. It's-it's-it's-it's weird, Julio.

I don't know. I don't... It's just fake,

I mean, you know just going to this thing, I'm not a trophy girlfriend.

Okay, then so put on something comfortable and hurry up.

The car's waiting.

[Irene] It's not about the dress.

Julio, it's not what I'm wearing.

Okay, I don't get it. Can someone explain?

- She's just a little nervous. - What? No, no, it's not-

[horn honking]

It's... It's the whole thing.

This whole thing has nothing to do with me and I'm so out of place,

and it's just not how I saw myself going to the Goyas, all right?

- Sorry. - [horn honking]

He sounds annoyed down there.

You're doing this now?

I got into a whole thing with my mom

because I told her I was taking you, and now you say "No."

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't want to hear you're sorry.

You're making me go alone.

Everyone from the movie's going to be there, and, uh...

[Julio] Seriously?

You're gonna make me go alone?

- [horn honking frantically] - Irene!

- [driver] Julio! - I can't believe you.

- Yeah? - You're making this all about you.

You're being selfish.

And this is coming from you, who's spent, like, all of the last month

talking about nothing but your nomination. Whether you'll win, whether you'll lose.

You take off and completely ignore me.

You disappear and ignore me for days at a time. But I think about myself?

Let's calm down and bring it in a little bit so we can think about all of this.

There's no way I can squeeze into that dress and go to that show!

[Adri] Irene.

It's the Goyas.

It'd totally kill to be in your shoes.

Well, the dress should be a perfect fit.

- Hm. - [horn honking]

[melancholic music playing]

You coming?

- Me? - Yeah. You. Let's go.

Y- are you sure?

[Adri] To the Goyas?

Here you go.

- You're sure? - Mm-hm.

[gasps]

- Oh, my God. - Can you leave me alone, please?

[Julio] Jesus, I don't get it.

I don't get it at all.

- What's the problem? Explain the problem. - Oh, my God!

- Incredible. - Get in. Get in. Hurry up. Get in.

- A limo? - [Julio sighs]

- Julio, a limo. Am I dreaming? - I'll make us a drink.

- Huh? - Julio, whatever you say tonight goes.

- Okay. - A drink? Perfect.

[melancholic music continues]

[TV host] Good evening.

The best newcomer nominees are...

[Da] Irene, his category's up. Hurry!

- Can you leave me the fuck alone? - [Jimena] Come on, Irene!

[Da] Are you really going to miss it?

- Don't be like that! - [groans]

IT WAS ALL A LIE SEC. 1

A COUPLE GO THEIR SEPARATE WAYS

[keys clacking]

Oh, sh...

How'd it go?

Uh-uh.

Oh, fuck.

[Jimena] Do you want to talk?

Do you think I'm an asshole?

[Da] No, babe, you weren't an asshole.

Did he really want you to go with him in case something like this happened?

Well, sure.

Maybe when the event is over, give him a call and apologize.

Hm.

Want to go watch Thesis?

[chuckles]

Here, I want to try something I saw on television.

[woman laughing]

["I Love Myself playing]

[Julio blows raspberry]

Don't worry about it, honey.

The best part of the Goyas is what happens in the suite afterward.

Where's my Goya?

- It was here a second ago. - Where'd it go?

Who stole this guy's Goya?

Where the fuck is it?

Did you guys see my Goya?

Not in here.

[woman] We haven't seen it anywhere, Alejandro.

Jesus, why is it over here?

Hold on. Mm, let me borrow it.

[actor] Okay. Just as long as you bring it back, safe and sound.

Here you go. Handsome. [chuckles]

[music continues]

Don't worry, dude. You have to lose to appreciate winning one.

Got to warn you, when I won it no work two years and then some.

And it was absolutely incredible.

Can I give you some advice?

Enjoy the moment while you can.

[Adri] Julio!

Hey, isn't this fucking crazy?

- Hey, both of us, party time. - [chuckles]

- Yeah! - Party time!

[music continues]

[music stops]

[Adri] There was a room filled with sushi, like heaven.

Then there was another room with trays of ham.

All the ham you could eat.

A pig farmer hasn't seen this much ham.

It was amazing!

Uh, that sounds so good.

And maybe you...

Don't mind me. How was it? Did you have fun?

It was the best ever.

If you want, I can tell you everything.

Dammit, the onions. Uh, I need to go get them.

I'll be right back.

I put the dress in your room.

- Is she mad at me? - No, sweetie.

She's mad at Julio, because he's not answering her.

She doesn't know if they're still going out, not going out, or whatever.

My money says they're broken up, but I won't say a word.

Because if I say anyhting...

[Matt chuckles]

[Jimena] This fucking guy...

Well, good morning.

- Yeah, it's me. So what? - No shit.

- So what? - [laughing]

I'm with Damián.

I've been locked in all day

and I just wanted to come out and get some food.

Is that a problem?

If it is, I don't care anymore.

Well done. Come here. Hungry boy.

Why?

Damián, you don't have to be so affectionate in front of your friends

all of the time.

Do me a favor, no PDA.

Oh, yeah? I'm going to show you the world, Big Boy.

[teacher] Texture.

The depths.

- The subtext... - Sh... Yo, saw you at the Goyas.

[teacher] The underground river.

On TV.

[teacher] Once again, it's all in The Seagull,

written by Chekhov.

- Next scene, we're going to prepare... - [Julio's phone rings]

IRENE CALLING

[phone continues ringing]

You serious?

What have I said about telephones in class?

It's bad enough you don't concentrate, that you don't care about anything,

but if you've just come to disrespect everyone,

then there's no reason why you need to be here.

You know? You're right.

To hell with studying Chekov

[sighs]

I've got a shoot to go to, and it's way more important than this shit.

This blue will looks great on my gorilla.

Oh, come on. Matt!

Hey, babe. Have you talked to Julio yet?

- Huh? - No.

It's okay. Give it time. You can process, and he can process.

What does he have to process?

It's not hard to comprehend why I didn't want to go to his awards show.

Mm... Well.

What?

Just that I don't think that's all it was.

What was it then?

Come on, dude.

He's been giving you signs for the last month that something's not right.

Leaving you high and dry whenever he can.

No. It's not like that. I mean, he has a hectic schedule.

I get it. I get it. And I-I-

I don't, I don't want to tie him down, you know?

Okay.

[screams into pillow]

Jimena, I don't fucking get him. Help me!

- [Irene continues screaming] - [Jimena sighs]

[ambient guitar music playing]

[keys clacking rapidly]

WORSE, LOVE SCRIPT: IRENE CABEZUDO

[music fades, stops]

[doorbell rings]

WORSE, LOVE SCRIPT: IRENE CABEZUDO

I'D LOVE YOU TO READ IT IRENE

- [on TV] The Marquis is too good. - Yes, yes, a gentleman, for sure.

[on TV] The chorizo sandwich.

- [door opens] - [on TV] Come on, Mom!

[TV show continues in background]

All right. [chuckles nervouisly]

Well, I'm pretty sure I didn't piss myself.

And, so, uh, my water broke.

- Oh, God. - [panicked muttering]

[Jimena] I'll call a cab.

And he'll call the father.

And maybe change my pants.

- And Irene, you're coming with me. - Okay.

- Let's go. - Me too?

All right. All right. Okay.

- [Da] Your ID? - Yeah. I got it.

And bring some money too, al lright?

Yeah, have some. I've got her stuff and mine.

[Da] An extra pair of clothes. The baby's clothes?

[Jimena] Hello. You've got them.

- Ah, okay. Let's... Let's go! - No, not you.

The cab can't take all of us.

You and Matt can take the subway.

[Jimena n=breathing heavily]

[driver] Where to?

[Jimena exhales deeply]

[Irene] Come on, come on. Almost there, almost there.

You're doing great!

- [Irene] Push as hard as you can. - [midwife] Come on.

That's it. Great.

Keep going, keep going. It's almost here.

- Breathe now. - [Irene] You're almost there.

- You're almost there. - [midwife] Excellent. He's here.

Look, he's here. You did it.

[relieved chuckle]

- [Irene] Oh, God. Good job. - [midwife] He's here.

[Jimena sobbing]

[baby cries]

Oh, my gosh. So gross.

- Hey, baby. - Hello.

You were so incredible.

Thanks.

Of course.

Oh, God. So cute, right?

- They're just a tiny version of yours. - Oh, they're so small and cute.

- It's incredible. - [knocking]

[Julio] Knock, knock.

I made it.

Julio!

Come in.

How's the mama?

- Look, look at what I've done. - Ahh.

- I really can't beleive it. - [chuckles]

His name is Damián.

[Da] Isn't it?

Sure. That or Frankenstein. Think that's a good idea?

[Da] Look how small he is.

Look at those little hands.

- Don't cry, baby. - Oh, look at you.

- Jimena, he's going to cry. What do I do? - Let him cry. It's cute.

I read the script.

I loved it.

You got one thing wrong about the guy, though.

I don't think he felt pressure because...

he was questioned or because people doubted his talent.

He's just an idiot.

[chuckles]

He didn't know how to appreciate what he had.

Thought he needed more.

But, he'll never be happy.

Because he didn't get what he needed most.

He thought he'd be saved by love.

That it would fix his fucked up mind,

or his depression, his anxieties...

It was a sad ending.

He went and fucked up again.

Even though she told him what she needed, he didn't listen.

He just sucks.

And leaves whenever he gets a chance.

I'm really sorry I ruined your night.

The award's something I can live without.

But when you're not there...

I'm lost.

I don't enjoy things without you.

I don't like food.

I don't like to sleep. I don't like to be awake without you.

I want to make movie. I want to use your script.

I don't want to do anything without you.

I've been doing real bad, Julio.

Let's be together.

I love you.

[romantic music playing]

We're going to be okay.

We're going to be okay.

- Mm. - Trust me.

I can't believe that this time tomorrow, we'll be going to bed as husband and wife.

Are you nervous?

- Mm. - Yeah?

Yeah, me too.

But, I think it's because most of my family's mad at us, huh?

- Yeah. - You know, for moving the wedding around.

- Hm? - Mm.

Okay, I'm gonna try and go to bed.

[Fer snoring]

THIS VIDEO IS PRIVATE SEND KEY

THE YEARS TO COME JULIO MERA

["Míralo" playing]

[screaming on video]

- [on video] What about the fortunes? - Did you swallow it?

[indistinct chatter continues on video]

Okay, okay. Come on, let me read it.

Who wrote this shit?

Here, just try it.

Come on, tell me what you think.

- What does it say? - Okay, okay.

[indistinct]

[music continues]

DIRECTED BY JULIO MERA

[music fades]

I watched your movie.

I never watched it before.

Not because you made the movie that I was planning on making with us.

It's because I was scared.

Scared that, uh,

That it would bring something up

And that it would make me rethink everything. Once again.

So I never watched it.

But it was really good.

So good.

[romantic music playing]

[phone pings]

IRENE 1 VOICE MESSAGE

[breathes deeply, blows]

What's going on, man?

Where is she?

MESSAGE DELETED

[groans]

[phone vibrating]

INCOMING CALL JULIO

Why'd you hang up?

Goddammit.

[phone continues vibrating]

[line ringing]

[phone vibrating]

- [disconnected tone] - Son of a bitch.

[music fades]

[phone ringing]

Hey.

[Jimena] I heard about your late-night escapades.

I mean, just look out the window.

What is this?

Look out the window.

It's hard to find you. You've been kicked out of three places already.

Look, you don't deserve this,

but I come in peace and have some big news.

I know it's hard to believe, but you are one lucky little bastrad.

So come on. I'm not begging you. Let's do this.

What's going on?

[Jimena] Look...

I'm not sure if this is a good idea.

Don't you want what's best for your friend?

Sure, but, uh...

- [man] The white stems. They're perfect. - [Jimena] Uh...

- Put them on the back table. - [Jimena] Well, I'll be damned.

- Come here, handsome. - Oh, hey.

- [Jimena chuckles] Hi. - You're coming to the wedding?

- What wedding? - The wedding.

Mm... But I thought it wasn't until next month?

- They changed it... - Uh...

Hold on. What's going on here?

Where is Irene?

Lead me.

You stay here.

How could they not tell me they moved it forward?

Excuse me, you said I was going to have better communication with you.

All the energy I put into this. And for what? For what exactly?

[Irene] Jimena? What...?

- You look so beautiful. - [chuckling]

You stupid bitch.

- Who told you? - Well, you certainly didn't.

You nor Trini.

What's the point having a phone?

If you want to change your wedding, it would've been nice to know.

- I wanted to... - Right.

It all happened really fast. We barely had time to reschedule catering.

- I forgive you. - What you think?

Irene...

Why are you here? I told you to wait outside.

[Trini] Just what we needed...

- [Julio] I'm only asking for one minute. - No.

Whatever you're going to say, do it after the wedding.

Why does everything in this family have to be a movie?

Get him out before Fer sees him.

We're leaving.

Remember that contract I had?

The one I couldn't sign because of the Tweet?

Jimena's a genius.

She realized they fired the director who created all the mess

and now the project is back on.

She called them and told them

that I'm interested.

They want me.

- Well, that's great. - [Julio] Irene...

I took it on one condition.

That you have creative control and direct it.

We have rehearsals in three days in Miami.

Go get your father.

- Go get your father. - No, mom.

What're you doing here?

Irene...

I didn't tell you, but the movie is an adaptation of The Wind from the East.

[Julio] You know that book front to back.

This is the opportunity of a lifetime.

Irene...

[Julio] Irene...

[romantic music playing]

It's all going to shit...

[Trini] We're going to hell, aren't we?

["No Sé Como Te Atrevés (Con La Bien Querida)" playing]

[music fades]