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Come on, come on!

Go strong!

Go, go, go!

Come on, girls! Give them hell!

Come on, Lorena! With both ovaries!

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Shit!

Very good, very good. Carry on.

-Wow! They scored? -No, they'll still be able to win!

Man, I haven't seen Raquel on such a streak making saves in such a long time.

Did you train her in secret this summer?

Of course, of course, now they call everything "training"...

-Yeah, right. -Will you stop it?

Having fun?

I'm starting in five minutes.

Shit, sorry. We were watching the girls...

No, no, no. The others have been doing laps around the pitch for 10 minutes now.

I'm starting in five minutes.

Whoever isn't ready will just have to miss the first game of the season, okay?

-Hey, what do you think you are doing? -Emma, take it easy!

Hey, be careful! It was her, it was her!

-Enough! -Twat!

-What a ruckus! -They provoked me!

Right.

Well, they played with fire. So, hey, they got burnt.

Let's see if you can calm down a bit; you always get into trouble.

Look, just shut up! They also awarded a foul to the other girl.

It always reeks here.

The same as always when the guys have been here before us.

They're such pigs.

May I?

We're not completely dressed.

But come on in.

Shit, I forgot my socks.

Would there be a day when you don't forget something?

Girls, I need to talk to you.

Let's see...

I'm aware that you had a difficult game today.

But it's the preseason,

so I know it's hard to rev up and find your rhythm.

-Germán... -Laila, just a sec. Let me finish.

You're worth it. All of you.

You're a great team.

It's the guys. They're full of pranks.

-No worries. -This is outrageous.

Not even the changing rooms in Argentina are this bad!

In fact, I came to tell you that... I'm leaving.

-What? -What did you just say?

I'm sorry it has to be this way.

So, first you say that "we're a great team"

and yet you're leaving us in the lurch?

They've offered me the chance to train another team.

-No. -I'm sorry.

-Bollocks! -Emma, I couldn't turn it down.

You know that I'm about to buy a house...

and I need the money.

Truly, I'm really sorry. I'll leave you to finish getting dressed.

Germán, Germán, wait! Germán, Germán,

Germán!

Holy shit!

Fucking piece of shit!

Come on, Lluc, now, now, now.

Don't stop, short sprint. Quick, quick, quick, get to the cone.

Come on, brake.

Okay. No, no, stop, catch it, catch it, catch it.

Don't let him win. Come on, shoot. Okay, very good.

Roger, position the ball. Okay.

Okay, just one ball. Short sprint now.

Let's go.

Quick. Catch it. Okay, shoot.

-Okay, get ready. -Come on, Nil!

Come on! Go, go quicker.

Quick!

Come on, who are you saying hi to? Let's go, shoot.

Run, run, with two, with two.

Come on, long sprint.

Shoot, shoot, brake suddenly. Brake suddenly.

What do you want?

Sorry for bothering you, Enric,

but we want to know what's up with our coach.

Did he tell you already?

Yes, and it's your duty as the club president

to make sure we have a coach. The season's about to start.

I know, but I can't perform miracles.

That's what Germán wanted. What do you expect?

We're working on it.

Right. But if it were them instead, they'd already have a coach.

Come on, please. Just stop with the same old story.

I'm sick and tired of it.

Okay, okay. Very good, Miquel.

Shoot. Okay, okay, okay, okay. Now what?

Pass the ball to...

Anna, hello!

Hey, Dad! How are you?

Listen, I was calling Mum but she's not picking up.

Are you okay? Is anything the matter?

Yes, Dad. I'm okay. I'm okay. Everything's all right.

Listen, will you be at home in one hour?

In one hour? What do you mean?

I'm coming from Lisbon.

With my injury and all, I wasn't doing much anyway.

And you've been driving in your condition all night?

Dad, I've got a meniscus tear, but I can drive, okay?

What's more, I'm driving the van,

so I can stop and have a rest every so often.

Look, this is exactly why I didn't say anything to you.

To save myself all of Mum's calls worrying about me.

Look, I'm heading home to see if I can get a hold of your Mum.

Wow! I'm so excited to see you!

I'm also so excited to see you, Dad!

See you soon!

See you soon!

Ah, and drive carefully!

MUM 7 MISSED CALLS

Germán says he's leaving because you're not paying him enough money.

What's up? You haven't got the money to pay for a coach or what?

Isn't there anything you can do?

-Emma, let's see what happens. -Fuck, but he's your brother!

Once again, Uncle Enric couldn't care less about us!

Man, you took your time! We were getting worried.

-Come over here. -How are you?

-You're looking good! -Thank you.

Anna, darling.

Emma, aren't you going to say anything to your sister?

-Damn, what's with the long face? -Hello.

-How are you? -Fine.

-How's your knee? -Fine, fine. I'm getting by.

Really, better?

Yes, in fact I came so Terrats can have a look at it.

The PT in Lisbon was okay.

But as Terrats has always handled my injuries with Dr. Puigvert,

I thought it would be better idea.

It was a bit of bad luck getting injured right before the season started.

Dad, can't you and Uncle do anything on the Board to find another coach?

Emma, please.

This is not the time to talk about this. Your sister's just arrived, damn it.

Look, Anna, I opened this bottle especially for you.

It's one of my favourite reserve wines.

I hope you like it.

Hey, you! Where are going? We're about to have lunch.

We have an emergency meeting with the hockey team, sorry.

Is it like this every day...

Yes, child, yes.

Hello, where's Laila?

She's having lunch.

Fuck, girl. It's the same for me and I'm here, right?

Come on, let's get straight to the point.

Look, I thought that if the issue is money,

we'll pay him more and problem solved.

Us?

Come on! We've got more than enough with the club fees.

Yeah, right. What I made as a pool monitor isn't enough to pay bonuses.

I don't even have enough for smokes.

Very well. So, what do we do then?

It's the club that has to find someone.

Right. But knowing what Enric's like when it comes to us...

Captain?

I'm not sure about the issue of money.

Very well. Anyone has a better idea?

KISSES, MUM

A PACK OF PS4 VIDEOGAMES

-Hey! -Come on and give your dad a kiss.

What is it? Ah!

-Isn't it good? -It's awesome!

Hello!

This is for the kids and Silvia.

I don't make macaroni for my daughter's ex.

-But deep down, you really adore me. -Yeah, right. A lot.

Okay, Mum. Leave it over here. You've already been such a big help.

Hello.

What, is that the way to have lunch now, while standing up?

-Mum. -What?

Here's the thing, I need money.

I'll give it back soon, I promise.

Do I look like a millionaire to you? What is it for this time?

It's for hockey. It's very important.

Yes, of course!

But I've already spent a fortune this month, for the kit, for the fees...

-I don't mind giving it to her. -No. She doesn't really need it.

Yes, so it can go towards the inheritance.

-How much do you need? -Mum, don't meddle.

Pela, I need you to pay me child support straightaway.

I haven't got anything this week.

On Monday, I'll claim a prize and give it to you.

Fuck.

60.

Grandma, thank you!

You just saved my life.

Okay, but don't let your Mum find out.

We want to give this to you.

-What is it? -Since they pay you a pittance,

perhaps with a little extra, you can stay on.

Yes, and starting from now, we'll be on our best behaviour.

We'll give you more envelopes if necessary.

Girls,...

you're awesome.

But really, there's nothing for it now.

If we're awesome, what's the problem then?

I already signed to train the Olímpic team.

The men's team, right?

Of course, it's the men's team.

Otherwise he would have said the women's team.

The men's team is the Olímpic team.

The women's team is the Olímpic women's team.

Lore, I've been offered the chance to train both the men's and women's teams.

And it's a really great opportunity.

And... the money isn't enough with just secondary school classes.

But you've been able to manage until now, right?

I have to think about the future.

All of us have to think about the future.

And perhaps you also have to do the same thing yourselves.

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

No.

The way things are at the Minerva...

Forget it. It doesn't matter.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

You don't know how bad it makes me feel to have to tell you no.

You're amazing!

HI, MARÍA.

HOW IS JOANA?

SHE IS GETTING WORSE.

WE ARE VERY CONCERNED ABOUT WHAT YOU DID.

I see that you've retrieved your keepsake box.

You were always obsessed with keeping everything.

You can come sleep in the house if you want.

You don't have to stay in your refuge.

Thanks, but I'm happy in my refuge.

What do you want?

Nothing...

I'm sorry about what you saw earlier.

Seriously, did you come here to talk to me about that?

I can't believe it!

Anna, it's been a long time since you've been at home.

You don't know what a relationship of more than twenty years is like.

There are difficult moments...

I don't want you to explain your marital problems to me.

What's the problem, you haven't got any female friends or what?

Well, that's it. I want you to let me do my own thing, okay?

Why did you come?

What's the problem, are you afraid I'll tattle on you or what?

No, I didn't come because of that as I know you won't do that.

I only...

want you to know I'm really sorry in short.

Berta, how's the research work going?

If I write any more, my head will explode, Aunt.

That's the way I like it.

Hey, not broccoli again!

-How about I make some crepes? -No, no. I want to watch what I eat.

Lots of folic acid and eating healthy.

And don't you have to be careful about microwaves if you want to get pregnant?

I've got all the stress of the first team on my shoulders.

If this injection doesn't work, I assure you it won't be due to microwaves.

And if it works?

-What? -Will you have to leave the team?

Berta, I'll be pregnant, not infirm.

We made the cut, which is history in the making!

-When you're sure of what you want... -I know.

No, when you're sure of what you want, there are no obstacles

-possible. -Possible.

Have you talked to Enric?

Yes, but at the moment we've been left high and dry.

They really haven't found anyone as a replacement?

I don't know.

So, everything revolves around Anna, right?

Of course. Since Ms Anna is around, everything revolves around her.

And what's more, Germán's leaving.

My life is shit.

You're a drama queen, girl.

The world doesn't end with Germán, even if you're his favourite.

Do you want a puff?

No.

Come on.

Breathe, breathe, breathe.

It's normal, you have to get used to it.

-Breathe. -No one?

No coach agreed? I can't believe it.

Have patience. We'll find someone.

No, what's more, if you already knew that Germán was leaving,

you should have starting looking for someone earlier.

Terrats, I need you to focus on the first team.

The objective is for you to win the OK League now that you've moved up.

We have to become a competitive club. The best, one of the top clubs.

Otherwise, Mercadol and the sponsors

-will withdraw their support. -Enric, please. You can't fool me.

You've had the female division in your sights for some time now.

You've never looked out for them.

Germán leaving works out perfectly for you.

Terrats, you're not aware of even half of the things going on at this club.

We're going through a rough patch, okay?

And it all involves money

that your team needs if you want to finish at the top.

I've engaged a fitness trainer,

another physical therapist, the trips... None of which is free.

Yes, and the girls can get stuffed, right?

If you have the slightest interest in the female division,

you'll find a coach and money from wherever.

Yes, if it were up to me, I'd get rid of the women's team once and for all.

Yes, that's right. It's a bottomless pit.

-Emma? -What?

What's the problem now?

It's Uncle's fault.

Enric wants to get rid of the team and no one gives a shit!

Listen, Emma, not everything is black and white. Money is tight and...

-You see? -What?

You're the treasurer. Isn't there anything you can do?

You know what the problem is?

No one gives a shit whether we play or not.

Look, fuck this!

But...

She'll get over it once they get a new coach.

Ay.

Ay.

Good night, darling.

Good night.

-Are you tired? -A bit.

Don't worry, I'm also tired.

I love you.

Me too.

Good night.

Good night.

Anna Ricou, European champion.

-Do you remember? -Of course, I remember.

I thought you'd kick me off the team for breaking the trophy.

Really?

Now don't tell me that you weren't serious.

You had me using superglue the entire night!

Come on. Enough with the nostalgia.

-Let's have a look at that knee? -Yes.

-You've remained exactly the same! -Yes?

Listen, I was looking forward to seeing you.

Yes, same here.

Ah, bloody hell!

Come on, don't complain.

Listen, what happened with the girls' coach?

-Wasn't Germán the one coaching them? -Yes, but he left.

From where? From town?

No, from the team.

Now he's coaching other girls. Turn over.

I've tried calling up people I know.

But all of them have already been recruited

for other teams or are not interested.

What?

-They're not interested? -No.

-What? -Nothing.

It probably isn't easy coaching at the same club as you.

In fact, I'm not sure how German did it all this time.

Germán had wanted to tell them to piss off several times.

I think that you'd be the only one who could stand me.

-Listen, what about you? -What?

Why don't you coach them?

-I can't do it. -It would be the most logical thing.

You created the division and you were our coach for many years.

No, impossible. I've got tons of work.

Coordinating sports for the club, coaching the boys in the first team...

This ligament...

Listen, have you heard anything from your former teammates?

No, it's been a long time since we last got in touch.

No, right. Okay...

I insist, Terrats. The girls have been left in the lurch.

I think...

Right, but I'm trying to get pregnant.

What?

Yes.

Wow, that's really great news! Ow!

I don't want to push myself beyond my limits.

Getting pregnant through artificial insemination is hard enough as it is.

-It seems they're not getting it right. -Congratulations.

No, congratulate me when I get pregnant.

Listen, I'm not sold on your physical therapist in Lisbon.

Your knee's really swollen.

Really?

I don't know. He told me it was normal.

No, no it's not normal.

If you want, while you're here, I'll rehabilitate your knee.

Uh, well, I don't know.

I should be back in Lisbon soon. We'll talk about it.

Yes, while you're here,

I'll rehabilitate your knee,

and you can give me a hand with the women's team

as we look for a new coach.

-Pardon me? -What?

So, all that was for this?

-No, of course not...It was... -Terrats, no fucking way!

Don't get me mixed up with this because I know you, so...

Come on, Anna.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Come on Emma. We are all waiting for you.

-Come on. -Pardon me, girls. Sorry, sorry.

-Come on, Emma. -But are you really sure about this?

-Come on, girls. Don't doubt me. -Let's listen to her, girls.

Gina is a genius with these things.

If she says that by doing this, we'll be unstoppable,

-we'll blow them away! -Come on, let's cut the chitchat.

Up, up!

Yes, hello?

I promise to work on my English this year.

It was the head office in Budapest.

You have to get on Skype straightaway, because it's urgent.

-And they didn't say what it was about? -No idea.

I hardly knew they wanted to Skype.

I don't know what's the rush right now.

Just wait, there'll be some last-minute changes

and the factory's going to kill us.

Well, I hope not, because we have to finish this design as soon as possible.

Otherwise, we're not going to make it on time.

Come on, let's call them.

-Let's go. -Right, right, right, right.

Come on, Rach, you?

-Yes, yes, yes. -Come on, girls.

-Come on. -Fuck.

Very well. There's a game going on.

What's wrong with you?

Girls.

Our president doesn't want women in his club!

He wants to shut down the female division!

We're sick of having women's sports relegated to the background!

We only want to play! We also want to play!

We also want to play! We also want to play!

We also want to play!

We also want to play! We also want to play!

We also want to play!

Girls!

-We did it! -Recording.

And they've gotten on, I don't know how, the club's Instagram account,

and posted it there for everyone to see.

In this club, we say things to one's face.

If there are any complaints, they're brought up to the Board

and not behind its back, while making serious accusations.

I've already gotten calls from Mercadol and other worried sponsors.

No, and I agree.

The way they went about it isn't right, I agree.

But they're right, Enric. They're right.

Don't get me stoked with sermons. You know what I say?

This video is an embarrassment.

We can't keep players like that in a club that has to be at the top of its game.

So, that's the end of the female division.

I didn't think things would get this fucked up.

Or if they were going to get fucked up, at least we'd be better off for it.

My aunt says that we're in deep shit, girls.

Rach, why don't you put it on silent mode?

It's been some time since I last took a look at it.

I've got a lot of likes but to what purpose?

Everything's just so fucked up.

Look, Lore, your friend.

Girls, girls, girls. This is unbelievable!

You're scaring me after your "great" idea.

We're in deep shit and now they're kicking us out of the club.

But what are you saying? You're the talk of the town!

I sent the video to my friends in feminist groups.

And you won't believe how it's set social media on its ear.

Everyone's talking about you.

And I've just been contacted through Facebook by the TV people.

They want you to appear as guests on the programme Tot es mou tomorrow.

Girl, Gina. Don't mock us.

I'm not. It's the truth!

Do you honestly believe now is the time to be doing that?

Someone has to do it, right?

Núria,...

we have to decide on something together.

I don't know what we'll do without both of us working.

I already told you it wasn't smart to work for only one client.

-In the long run, these things... -Pardon me.

But let me remind you it wasn't me who insisted on letting other clients go.

Well, because back then, we had Emma, who was still very young.

And we were so busy, spreading ourselves so thin.

They've also given us the option to go there.

To Budapest?

You aren't really thinking about it, are you?

What would the two of us do there?

Don't you think that a change of scenery might do us some good?

Things haven't been right between us for some time now.

Starting over...

What's this, Emma?

Didn't we agree that you were going to empty the dishwasher?

Yes, and didn't we agree you wouldn't make things so hard for me?

-Come on, don't start. -You're both being very difficult.

How hard would it be for you to bring me to the TV station?

It's important to me.

I understand how you feel.

-So you understand. But that's it, right? -Emma, please.

The Board is trying to find a solution for the female division.

Please let us take care of it.

And what does appearing on TV have to do with that?

At least we'll get a voice and have people listen to us.

Look, at your age, everything seems like a battle.

But you can't do things that way. I'm sorry.

It's a lie. You're not sorry for anything.

"Come and have dinner, don't go to the TV station."

I have to do everything you want me to do. As if I were your slave.

What's the problem? Wasn't that what you adopted me for?

Emma, enough!

Look, you're not going, and that's the end of it.

All of us have problems and we don't go around yelling and throwing tantrums.

I'm not sorry for you,

because you get to decide everything!

At your age, everything seems like a battle.

Emma, that's enough! Fuck, enough!

Now, please empty the dishwasher.

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Enough with that filth!

Cool it.

Girl, don't you have a home to go to? I should charge you like AirBnB.

Come on, Lorena, cut us some slack.

Sleeping on the sofa isn't too bad, is it?

Okay, done.

Really?

Yes, if you take us to the TV station.

I already told you no.

Come on, heed what Mum told you. Don't fuck things up even more, Lore.

But neither should we just stand around doing nothing.

Don't you start as well.

You'd be doing us a huge favour, love.

No, for you it's so easy, but driving a van there...

And it's been barely a month since I got my driving licence.

But you drive so well, baby.

I'm still amazed at how you got us off that shitty road going to the beach.

Well, you know. We were right beside the cliff.

Remember? That was harrowing.

So?

No.

-Óscar... -You're not going to convince me.

No.

No, no.

-No? -No, no.

Laila!

Laila! Get on! We're going to the TV station.

Let's go. Buckle up. Ready to go?

-Do you want to have something to drink? -No, thank you.

Youssef,... a decaf for me, please.

Straightaway.

Look, I told my wife to put the beers in the fridge so they'll be cold,

but no go.

-All warm. -Your wife is a saint.

Well, she covers for you well when you're on the pitch as an official.

If she were such a saint,

she wouldn't have left me hanging with the boys' party today.

Pardon me?

Who covered for you the other day when we celebrated my birthday with Santi?

Let's see, pardon me. Pardon me.

What? Do you have a secret pact with her?

You're my friend, as far as I know.

Come on, a coffee. Serve me a cup of coffee.

Hello.

-Hello. -Three white coffees to go, Youssef.

-But one with soy milk. -Soy milk. I remember.

What would I do without you? Beautiful!

-Hello, Silvia. -How's Lisbon?

-Great, I arrived yesterday. -Everything okay?

-Yes, everything's fine. -You look great.

-Thanks, the same goes for you. -Silvia.

What?

Look, tonight I'm in a bit of a pickle with the first team's party.

Could you please give me a hand?

I'll try to leave work a little early and come straight over here.

Okay, I don't know how I'll manage, but I'll make it happen.

-Thank you. -Youssef, turn the volume up on the TV.

A little more, a little more.

Crap!

What the hell are they doing on TV?

...they decided to create a video to post in social media, which went viral.

And this video brings to the fore, as we said before,

and encourages debate

on discrimination against women in the world of sports.

I think your argument is moving.

But I don't think

positive discrimination is the way forward. No.

But if we start out with a situation of inequality, it's only...

Look, if we respond like that, we're going to start showing favouritism

because she's a woman, that one's gay, he's black...

Being a woman is not an added value to achieve things.

Or didn't you want to fight for equality?

Aren't you saying we're all equal?

So, why do you want to be treated better than boys?

We're asking for equal treatment, not better treatment.

Sorry, sorry. I think that a club that has a female division

is a club that already has a starting point that is beyond feminist.

I don't think it's necessary to go to extremes.

And aren't men mistreated as well?

Simply pointing fingers isn't enough. You need proof, and not just slander.

With all of these #metoo conversations,

things have come to a point that this, this is a joke.

But what fucking joke?

Does this hoax think we have things easier?

How many women's team games are broadcast

and how many men's team games are broadcast?

In this world, no one cares about women's sports.

Men don't have to prove anything to be on TV.

Why do women have to prove themselves?

I'm sick and tired of everyone trying to pull the wool over our eyes

that there are no differences!

We constantly have to put up with shit out in the streets.

Too skanky, too fat,

too pretentious, too prudish!

At least out on the pitch, it's different.

The only things that matter are the stick, the ball and the goal.

And if you don't understand what it's like to live for a sport

that gets you out of bed every morning without even having breakfast

to do laps around a pitch in December, in the freezing cold, but pumped up,

because you believe in your team

and that you can do better with each passing day,

then you don't feel passion for anything!

In that case, you can shut up and keep your opinions to yourself.

Well, we're here right now to...

Terrats, can I have a word?

Perhaps if we sell the car, we'll get something.

What are you saying?

Selling a car is the worst possible business in the world.

Wow, really.

I don't know what possessed us to buy the house.

Listen, with employment benefits, what do we get?

A pittance! We're self-employed.

Núria, we'd have one salary and a really good contract.

In Budapest. Santi, no, no.

What a fucking mess.

I'm going to kill her. This time, I'm going to kill her.

What happened?

You don't know?

-One week without your phone. -It's not fair, Mum!

You know I'll die cut off from the outside world for a week!

Everyone will forget about me and I'll miss out on everything.

-My life will be hell. -Come on, don't get overly dramatic.

You asked for it, Emma. You deceived us and went on TV.

Yes, it was a hell of a thing that you did.

First, you skip class, and then you get a van on your own.

I wouldn't even want to imagine what could have happened to you.

It's almost time.

Yes, I'll just go get my jacket and be right back.

-Shouldn't you be getting changed? -I'm not coming.

What's this about not coming?

Come on, don't talk rubbish. Let's go, please go and get changed.

No, I'm not coming.

Look, whatever.

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE FIRST TEAM

FOR BEING IN THE OK LEAGUE THIS YEAR

...the only things that matter are the stick, the ball and the goal.

And if you don't understand....

The talk-show guest was a twat.

-No, she went too far. -Very bad.

The girls are saying that they don't want to come to a party

given by a club that doesn't want them.

-Santi, Núria. -Hello.

-Hello. -Bye. Bye. Bye.

Look, we'll show up for half an hour and leave. I'm the treasurer.

Well, it's been worked out. It's been worked out.

Do you want any?

No.

-Flor, do you want any? -What?

Enough chatting with your Argentine boyfriend.

Leave me alone.

God, what a drag!

If I'm like that someday, someone give me a good, hard smack.

Girls, I keep receiving notifications.

You're blowing them away on Instagram.

That's cool, but tell me what good it does right now.

We've done what we can. Especially Emma.

Come on, let's have a toast for Emma,

the best talk-show guest in the world.

Yes, that's true.

-Hey, look who's coming! -What's up?

-Oh, great. -You guys are here.

What are you doing here?

There's really not much to do without you.

What's more, with the Terminator there, it's scary.

I can't sleep at night with how much my legs hurt.

And something even more troubling,

I don't even have the energy to masturbate.

-The Terminator, the castrator. -Hey, don't go too far. She's my aunt.

Hey, if you want, we can stage a protest with placards in front of Enric.

Like a demonstration. How about it? Yes or no?

You can't give up now. You're brilliant on and off the pitch.

Yes.

Thanks, guys. Really.

But as you can see, this is how things are right now.

What a success, right?

Yes, yes. And this round, there's enough to drink for everybody.

Pardon me. Man, what an honour. The sports councillor in the flesh.

What? No events for the football team today?

Ah, this is the wrong moment, Ricou.

What are you going to do with the female division?

You know the opposition has us by the balls.

And this is making us look really bad.

Do you think I was happy to come across as Gargamel on TV?

Come on, don't exaggerate. Look, look.

I don't want any protests by indignant feminists in front of my house.

Don't worry. I've got this under control.

I hope so.

Hello, how are you?

-Hi, it's good to see you. -Likewise.

-Oh, sorry. -Quim.

Fuck.

No.

But what are we doing? Please, this is pathetic.

No.

It's not as if we're 15. Do you hear me?

This has to end.

-You hear me? -What?

-It's a good thing he didn't come. -Yeah, but...

-Oh crap. -Hey, hey, hey.

Come on, come on, come on. I wasn't born yesterday.

But I don't want you showing up with a hangover for training tomorrow, okay?

And that goes for you girls as well.

But we haven't got a division.

Yes, you do. For now, everything's working out in your favour.

You're staying, but under one condition.

You have to meet the cut for the OK League and move up a category.

Otherwise, it's your last season. Understood?

Are you serious?

There's no way we can do that with how things are at the moment.

Well, you want to play hardball, right?

Then bring back the glory of the Minerva women's team

and show that you deserve to keep playing.

Now's your chance to show whether you're a real team

or just four clowns.

Come on. First team, get inside.

We have to take a photo to post on Facebook.

Girls, you can keep playing.

That's great, right?

Isn't it?

You don't hold back, do you?

Enric, why don't we have a toast to the women's team?

Terrats, you got what you wanted. The girls...

No, girls, no. Young women.

There's a surprise in store for you this year.

What? Are you thinking of coaching them yourself now?

Nope, not me. I've got someone better.

Anna?

To be honest, I think having you as our coach sucks.

Really? After all I've done to help you make it into the league?

Anna, we could have trained perfectly on our own or with Terrats.

Okay, yes, Emma. Whatever you say, girl.

Santi,...

I need to get this off my chest or I'll explode.

What? What's going on?

You were right.

We need a change of scenery, don't we?

Start over. Let's go. Yes, let's go,

-Let's go to Budapest. Let's go. -Núria, are you serious?

Yes, I've looked at the numbers and I don't know.

It's also time we thought of ourselves. We enjoy it and it's a new challenge.

You have no idea how to coach, girl.

Don't you know that playing and coaching is not the same thing?

Okay, Emma. This is getting tiring.

-But Germán at least had experience. -Yes, of course, yes.

Dad, are you coming?

-We're coming, we're coming. -Yes.

Listen, what about Emma?

She'll have to come with us.

We have no choice.

Come on.

Oh, my God...

I've never skated so much in my life.

This is our plan for Saturday.

I don't want a show or anything fancy, just pass it to Flor

and keep scoring. Is that clear?

Look, it's your online profile.

So you can find a guy to cheer you up.

Can you believe it?

I just got a date.

What else do you expect me to do if you won't let me train?

I need to talk to you about something.

No, Mom, don't say that.

Stop playing around!

-Calm down, Anna. -No, drop it, Youssef.

Please, Anna, in two days you'll be the queen of Lisbon.

And I will be in a city that has no fucking idea what roller hockey is.

I never thought you'd be such a hypocrite and not tell Dad anything.

Don't be so hard on her.

Dad, you can't be making excuses for her all the time.

Three, two, one, zero!

Anna?

You'll do great.