03x08 - Making Mistakes on Purpose

[bunniefuu]

[classical music playing]

Uh, so tell me.
Pedro, what brings you here?

Uh… my girlfriend…

Well, she's no longer my girlfriend.

…is pregnant with my child, but…

[inhales] …she's with another guy.

At work, my boss is always mobbing me,

and a coworker got fired
and asked me for help, which I didn't do.

He, um, committed suicide.

And what would you like
to talk about first?

ALPHA MALES

[chattering]

What's this?
I thought we didn't order dessert.

It's on the house.

I'm gonna k*ll you.

[sighs]

You're having some too.

Go ahead. You first.

-[Marimar] Mm!
-Huh.

-What?
-It's good?

-Delicious, but I'm so stuffed.
-Hmm.

But, honey, these guys here
made it just for you.

All right, last bite.

For f*ck's sake, they forgot it.
But I said to--

-Psst! Hey!
-[softly gags]

-[gags, coughing]
-You okay?

-[coughs]
-Marimar! [grunts]

-Ah!
-Will you marry me?

-Yes. [coughs, chuckles]
-Here, here.

Drink water.

[Marimar coughs]

-Amazing. [chuckles]
-Yes.

Ah!

[grunts]

[laughs]

-[coughs]
-She's fine. She's fine.

[Marimar chuckles]

-Luis, put it on your wrists. Around it.
-Yeah, got it.

Hey, guys, I'm getting married.
Coulant number two was the lucky one.

Seriously? You're not in love with her.

Excuse me. Marimar is a nice girl,
and I'm actually starting to like her.

Raúl, she's only your girlfriend

'cause you didn't wanna
feel like an as*h*le about Luz.

You're just getting married 'cause she is.
Very mature, dude.

It's a coincidence.

Oh. Yeah, a coincidence. [laughing]

Well, thank goodness you never worried
about Luz dating a woman.

I just know she's gonna regret it.
That woman's lost.

And you're not. You've clearly
thought this through carefully.

Marimar loves me a lot.

And I'm not young anymore.
It's time I settled.

Things are falling into place now,
and we might have kids.

We've been f*cking
without protection since it's a sin.

But maybe not.
I mean, she's at an age where…

We'll let God decide.

[Santi] Uh…

[clears throat] You know
what this is called, Raúl?

An intentional mistake.

It's one of my dad's theories.

He said that for some strange reason,
people really like to make decisions

that they know are
basically just digging their own grave.

I'm engaged. It's final.

You guys can start planning
my bachelor party.

-So, we even have to work for you?
-[Raúl] Let's go!

Poor Marimar.

Intentional mistakes.

[exhales]

Mrs. Martínez, according
to this document in front of me,

which I assume
your lawyer's already briefed you on,

you admit that on the evening of May 23rd

at the Snobissimo nightclub,

while under the influence
of toxic substances,

you approached the plaintiff,
one Daniel García,

from behind and libidinously
touched his backside

and moved your hand
down his leg in a lascivious manner.

Despite this document,
you must verbally acknowledge the charges.

Please, take a seat here.

Mrs. Martínez, do you
acknowledge these events

and accept the resulting punishment?

Yes.

Did you see
everyone looking at me like that?

-Like I was a sex offender.
-Uh, that's what you are.

[intercom rings]

Will you ask Álex to come out?
I need to talk to her now.

[Álex] Manu, go to hell!

Álex. Álex, honey, let's talk this over.

-Listen, you are the love of my life.
-[line clicks]

Álex? Álex. [gasps]

She dumped you?

Can you please tell her
she'll be in my heart forever?

-Is that real?
-Yeah.

Could you move aside for a second?
Yeah, thanks.

-Oh. Uh, great. Can I come in with you?
-I'm sorry.

Once she sees me,
we'll figure it out. This is silly.

No, this is just a misunder-- no, wait!

Álex, I adore you!

What happened?

We broke up. You happy now?

Really? What are you thinking?
We owe him money.

He kept going on and on
about fixing my cheekbones

or getting preventative Botox
or a bichectomy.

-What's that?
-I saw pics of his ex. She looks crazy.

[Manu] Santi, when you have a sec, uh,

let's talk about
the 10,000 euros you owe me.

-Block him.
-Just-- hey, stop it.

-I'll ghost him till I get paid from Luis.
-[intercom rings]

-[Blanca] Talk to him or he won't leave.
-Ugh, f*ck!

[mutters]

-How you doing, old man?
-Great.

Got time to think
about how little time I have left

in this miserable damn life.

That's what retirement homes
are for, Joaquín.

-Hey, stop.
-[nurse] Hello. Joaquín.

Come on, lunchtime.

If it's mashed potatoes again,
I'm gonna order a pizza.

Dad, do you need something?
Should we bring anything for you?

Yes, stamps.

Stamps? What for?

-Personal matters.
-[exhales]

What are you doing?

[gasps] sh*t. A suicide note?

Uh, no, a letter to my mother.

-[Esther] What's it say?
-I don't know.

-But I think it'd make things worse.
-Worse?

-[cell phone rings]
-God damn.

Erika, hi there.

Ulises called his art teacher
a "feminazi" after she mentioned

that there have been many unrecognized
female artists throughout history.

Oh, my God.

The teachers noticed that he's

recently been making lots
of sexist comments

that are totally inappropriate
for his age.

Well, I don't know
where he could get it from.

-That's not from us. That's for sure.
-[Luis] Mnh-mnh.

-We're very open-minded.
-[Luis] Mm.

-Very.
-We're nothing too wild, but modern.

Modern, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I mean, he's on his cellphone all day.

Oh, he already has a cell phone?

Well, he said
that all his classmates had one.

[sighs] Well, that's not true at all.

I guess we got manipulated
by an 11-year-old.

[Erika] You have to set the rules.

Digital education is very important.

-This is never-ending.
-Never-ending.

[Esther sighs]

[exhales]

Tomás!

My love!

Can you help me put the groceries away?

[grunts]

Hello.

Ooh!

Hmm.

Hello-hello. Mm!

-[rock music playing]
-♪ You came to me, girl, when I was down ♪

♪ You unintentionally
Turned my life around ♪

♪ And you're willing to smile
For all your crazy Danielers ♪

♪ Honey, you're my dead-end gal ♪

♪ My dead-end gal forever ♪

♪ Honey, you're my dead-end gal
My dead-end gal forever ♪

♪ We're never one but two ♪

♪ You're like a Russian doll ♪

♪ Your last love fell apart
Now you're my muse, gal ♪

Wow!

It's called "Russian Doll."

What do you think? Tell me the truth.

Uh, no.

Awesome. So nice of you. Thank you.

Do you like it or not?

I do. Uh…

Right, a Russian doll
because there's a mini-me in there.

-Not anymore. It's a boy.
-[Tomás] You didn't like it.

[hesitates] I mean, honey.
Honey, wait. Hold on.

Honey, I'm sorry, but no one has
ever written a song for me before.

And I'd just come back from errands.
I was thinking about stuff.

-Suddenly--
-Leave me alone, please.

Oh, f*ck, f*ck.

Okay, while we wait
for Alpha Males to be finalized,

we should focus on our next project.

-Harassed!
-Harassed!

-[Ali] Oh!
-[laughing]

Yes, Virginia is on board,

but let's do a little brainstorming
to think up something better.

What do you mean?
We've already written five episodes.

-Already?
-We had Sunday meetings.

Send me the drafts,
and I'll happily tear them apart.

Pedro, we have to upload the masters
to the platform. Are they all set?

Yes, I've reviewed the edits.

Okay. I'll look them over.

[Pedro] I'm the one responsible
for the content, right?

I'm the creator and executive producer.

And I'm the CEO.
Can I watch the episodes now?

[Ali] By the way,

did you hear about Roberto?

He didn't k*ll himself.

So the autopsy says he went too far

with some autoerotic asphyxiation.

-Oh, f*ck.
-Whew!

To Roberto.

I also wanna die mid-orgasm.

Well, we don't know if he finished.
They find any traces of semen?

[grunts] How would I know, dude?
That's gross.

Oh, sh*t, it's Santi. How's he doing?

He's f*cked up.

You remember how
annoying he was after Blanca?

No, please, God, not again.

Hey, Santi.

-[Raúl] Buddy!
-[Luis] Hey! Hey, Santi, how you been?

Bad.

Not eating. Not sleeping.

I won't find a woman like her ever again.

-Things always happen for a reason, dude.
-There's always a silver lining.

And she wasn't that hot.

Think there's someone else?
You think she had other "friends"?

You need to get back on the market.
Get back out there. Open Tinder.

I don't wanna go on Tinder!

-Don't give up on love, dude.
-I'm giving up. I'm sick of looking.

If it happens, it needs to be spontaneous.

-That doesn't happen anymore, Santi.
-[woman] Santi?

Remember me?

Hey. Sure, I do, yeah.

-Uh.
-[Luis] Mm.

Uh, what's up?

-Sandra.
-Sandra, right, yeah.

We cut it off 'cause you had a girlfriend.

Well, no, I mean,
she thought she was, but no.

Oh, in that case,
do wanna get a drink now?

Oh, yeah, yeah!

You're not on Tinder, are you?

No, no. But here. Take his number.

I mean, the song's terrible,
but it's still cute, you know? Or not.

I mean, no one's ever done that for me.
I only get d*ck pics.

The thing is I just don't know how

to react in moments that are that intense.

[gasps] Am I insensitive now
because of Pedro?

You gotta get used to it, sister.

You're in such
an emotional roller coaster.

-That the slightest thing makes you--
-That's it.

I've lost all sense of direction.

Um, what should I say? Raúl's here now.

Thank you, Lorena.
Hey, pretty cute receptionist.

Raúl, I'm very busy today.

[Raúl] It's important.
I wanted to tell you in person.

Luz.

I'm engaged.

I've been considering it for a while,
okay? It's a coincidence.

Yeah. With that crazy girl?

[exhales] She's not crazy. She's in love.

Well, I'm very happy for you,
and I feel very bad for her.

-Why do you say that?
-You want me to explain it to you?

You're the one giving up on this idea

of being a disillusioned marriage lawyer

who used to reject monogamy.

Raúl, are you here
to tell me you're engaged

or give me crap for what I wanna do?

I'd say both. But no hard feelings.

You're both invited to my wedding.

Thank you. How kind of you.

Am I invited?

No f*cking way. Please, I'm serious.
I'm too busy right now.

I don't understand you.
What do you see in her?

Well, I feel relaxed around her.

To feel like the girl in the relationship,
I had to date another girl.

What were you with me?

Your mother, Raúl. Your mother.

Do you know what this is called?
An intentional mistake.

Hey. So, you here to congratulate her?

-Exactly, congratulations.
-[Paz] Oh.

We'll talk about Rita's custody later.

[scoffs]

-How'd he take it?
-[Raúl] Amazingly well.

-It was bad, bad, very bad.
-[Paz] Mm. All right.

Uh, I need your proof of residence
for the registry office.

-Have you ever been married before?
-Me? No. You?

Yes.

-Hmm.
-You sure this is the right thing?

[inhales]

Too late. I've booked the venue,
but I'm not saying where.

Which singer should we hire?
Karol G or Nathy Peluso?

Because Shakira's been kind of
depressing lately, you know?

You're kidding, aren't you?

How about a bachelorette party?
Or maybe not.

Um, I don't know.
Sounds a little passé, you know?

We'll skip it. Mm. Gotta go.

Mm. Bye.

Hey, why'd you come here?

To give my fiancée a kiss.

Bye.

[cell phone rings]

Hey there, honey.

[Marimar] Father Marcos said
we can start the course tomorrow.

Oh, great, can't wait.

Gotta go. I got a meeting.

-Love you.
-You too.

[classical music playing]

[engine revving]

[revving]

[tires screeching]

[horns honk]

What now, smart-a*s?

-Oh, f*ck.
-[grunts]

[Paz groaning]

[continues groaning]

-[gasps] f*ck.
-[man] Hey, hey!

-[groans]
-Are you okay?

-Stay calm. Are you okay? Yeah?
-f*ck.

[reporter] A man k*lled his wife before
leaping out of a window to his death.

She is the fourth fatal victim
of sexist violence this week,

and this makes 47 women
who have been m*rder*d so far this year.

Hmm. Awful.

Why can't they jump out
the window before they do this?

Sexist violence doesn't exist.
Violence has no gender.

Where are you getting all this stuff?
Give me your phone.

-Here. Give it to me! Ulises!
-[Esther] Give it. Hey! Hey!

Don't invade my privacy
or I'll report you.

-What?
-You're a minor. You have no privacy.

-[door closes]
-You're raising a sexist pig.

But lucky for you,
I've been deconstructed.

People have sex so fast,
you don't even get to know each other.

Which on the one hand is practical, right?

But on the other,
you don't enjoy it as much.

Right, yeah.

Honestly, I don't remember
our date very clearly.

Because you were so late
and I'd already been drinking and…

Hello.

Uh, yes. Uh, sorry, Sandra.

-You're f*cking amazing.
-How would you know?

That's true. I have no idea.

And right now,
I can't be bothered to find out.

Wanna get the bill?

On me? Hmm.

Santi.

-What's up with this day?
-How are you? It's been a while.

Hey.

We slept together every night.
She comes on a trip with my friends.

She says she loves me,
but that we're friends.

What bullshit! Hmm?
No one commits anymore.

Impossible to have a connection.

Relationships have become
like dollar stores.

Single use, then throw it out.

Santi, you're not one to talk.

Because you're the one who used me.

Hmm. No, I, um, I didn't use you.
There just wasn't any chemistry.

If you say so, I guess.

How have you been?

Well, um…

I met someone, Nico, and I got pregnant.

-Oh, wow, that's great.
-And I lost the baby.

Oh, wow.

Then he left me
for someone younger than me.

And more fertile.

I've also been dumped.

But there's no one else,
which is f*cking worse.

Well, technically, it wasn't a break-up,
because to break up with someone,

you had to have been a couple. [chuckles]

So, I'm not even her ex.

At my age, I only have
a 1% chance of getting pregnant

and a 50% chance of having a miscarriage.

And I don't have a partner.

I'm currently sharing my house
with my ex-wife,

who's an unemployed sex offender.

I took medical leave for depression,
and then I got fired.

My adolescent daughter
is seeing a guy in his late 40s.

-My mother has cancer.
-Mine is dead already.

-[exhales]
-[footsteps approach]

-Did she like it?
-Your version or hers?

What do you mean, hers?

She changed a lot of things,
but some of the edits are cool, man.

I'll show you tomorrow.

This week it's my turn with my son.

How dare you even touch my series!

Your series? [scoffs]

Pedro, this project's a team effort.

How the hell do you know
what works and what doesn't?

Our job is to entertain the audience,
not boost your ego.

-Which changes don't you like?
-Not a single one.

Why? Tell me one.

I haven't seen them.

-[sighs]
-But I don't even need to.

This creative interference is intolerable.

-Uh, see you tomorrow.
-[Virginia] Mm.

-Listen, here's what we're gonna do.
-[huffs]

You'll review my version, nice and calmly.

And tomorrow, we'll discuss.
I'm going home.

No, you're not going anywhere.

You owe me an apology.

I do? Why?

For being an idiot,
for trying to destroy my self-esteem.

Maybe hate me,
but you still owe me respect.

You can't stand having
a female boss, right?

Your little brain can't tolerate it.

You're hilarious.

How could I possibly dare
to give you any orders?

I should be getting your daily coffees
and managing your schedule with a smile,

and if at all possible,
do it in a miniskirt.

Virginia, you won't be the first woman

I've shot down and taken a job from.

Oh, what you want is to f*ck me,
you alpha male. Is that it?

[Pedro grunts]

-[panting]
-[moaning]

[Raúl] f*cking awesome, man.
Smart move, gotta make amends.

-[Luis] Did you give her an "okay" f*ck?
-No, a good one, I think.

-And you did it at work?
-But since when do you like your boss?

No, I don't like her at all.

You got her by the ovaries.
It's a blatant abuse of power.

-[Santi] Which direction?
-[mutters]

She's the boss. You're a guy.

Isn't she married though?
She has more to lose.

God damn. And tomorrow's
the stupid press conference.

You just show up with your best smile.

Like you've just screwed your boss,
f*ck' champion.

-[laughs]
-Yeah, yeah, right. Hmm.

-What are you doing?
-Shh, Jacob! Go to sleep.

[man] Can anyone identify
one single Spanish civil right

that men have but women don't?

It's the other way round.
The law discriminates against men.

There's financial incentive
for hiring women,

and they get a higher pension
if they have kids.

If you're assaulted and you're a woman,
the law protects you more now.

What's going on?
Are men's lives worth less?

Come on, it's ridiculous!

I almost preferred it
when he was watching porn.

Well, some of the things
he's saying make sense though.

Esther.

And what's this about tax cuts
for female hires?

-What are we, handicapped? Huh!
-It's to combat discrimination.

Look, I'm not having a discussion
this late at night.

What do we do with Ulises?

Uh, we should take his phone away.

Yeah, right. He'll k*ll us
in our sleep. Hmm.

I don't know. We gotta talk to him.

-Dad, you're in hot water again.
-What?

[woman] See this face? He seems harmless.

He could be your father, your friend.

-But this is…
-Where did she even get this photo?

-…the face of an incel.
-[exhales]

You're all a bunch of wh*res!

[crowd cheering]

[groans]

That's just wonderful.

You're not gonna shower?

A shower? What for?

I don't know.

[exhales] Please just leave me alone.

I know myself. Just need some space now.

Okay.

I'm gonna get some air.

At two in the morning?

Okay, whatever.

[exhales]

Well, then you call the mayor
and get him to approve it urgently.

-No, no, no, I wanna open the bar in June.
-[knock on door]

Yeah, come in. Okay, let me know.

What are you doing here?
Luz might see you.

I waited till she went to the cafeteria.
You break anything?

My collarbone. They inserted a plate.

And I also sprained my knee.

-You'll be better for the wedding?
-[Paz] Can you leave?

This is pathetic enough already.

I don't want her to find out
that I was street racing with you.

Don't worry. I won't say a word.

-Better not.
-You know what these are called?

Patriarchal pacts.

An agreement between men
to protect ourselves.

Get out of here before she comes back.

Okay, okay, I'm going.

-And the flowers?
-Stick them up your a*s.

Oh.

[groans]

Ow. [exhales]

[elevator bell dings]

[sighs]

Santi, my love, I dropped my panties.

-Just for you.
-Handsome.

[laughing]

[Santi] Hmm.

-[cell phone rings]
-[chuckles]

Oh, God. Hello.

[Irene] I'm sorry.
I saw what's happening online.

Don't worry.
I'm used to being a public figure.

I know how to fix it. Let's meet up?

I assure you that Santi
is neither a misogynist,

nor is he an incel.

He's a very good friend of mine,

who was posing as Darío,

my alter ego infiltrating the machosphere

that I've been researching for my book.

Hello. What's up?

Uh, go buy it now.
It's already on presale.

And at seven p.m. on the tenth,
I will be at FNAC signing copies.

-[Irene] Okay, that's done.
-Mm.

-[Irene] You even helped me plug my book.
-Thank you for that. [sighs]

Santi, I don't want
any bad feelings between us.

I love you very much.

Don't call me again. Thank you. Mm. Bye.

[exhales]

[woman] Pedro, Virginia
will speak first, then Carla.

Then there'll be some questions
for the actors.

There's no need for you to speak.

Right, yeah. I look better
with my mouth closed.

Hello, everyone. Thank you for coming.

It's… well, it's a pleasure for us
to be presenting Alpha Males.

-Which is a feminine and feminist take--
-Hi. How's it going? How's everyone?

Sorry. I'm Pedro Aguilar,
creator and showrunner.

My name's not on the poster.

That was a mistake.
But I'm in the credits.

I'd like to thank,
first and foremost, Netflix,

but most of all, Virginia,

who joined us when the project
was already well underway.

She believed in it.

So thank you, Virginia,
truly, for all the support

and affection you've shown me over
the last months, especially at the end.

[chuckling] We came together,
right, Virginia?

Oh! [grunts]

[groans] Patricia!

Hey, not cleaning is one thing, but--

Her water's broke.

[Patricia moaning]

[gasps] Holy sh*t!

Take a deep breath.

[inhaling, exhaling]

-Yeah, that's it.
-Patricia's water is broke.

[Daniela] Why are you calling me?
Call an ambulance.

Are you coming or not?

I'm promoting a lotion
for stretch marks now.

[Pedro, Patricia moaning]

f*cking Stefan.

[door opens]

Hello.

Ah, about time.

Have you spoken to Ulises?

I was waiting for you.

f*ck me, Luis.

Hold the criticism. I made a PowerPoint.

There's at least an 18% wage gap
between men and women.

In Spain alone,
a woman reports a r*pe every two hours.

According to statistics,

women spend twice
as much time as men on household chores.

Not in this house. Anyway,
because of all this and much more,

feminism is necessary, Ulises.

Hey, round of applause for Dad.
He worked so hard. Bravo!

-Right on.
-Well…

Did you know men are three times
more likely than women to k*ll themselves?

That's social inequality as well.

Uh, yeah, but why do they k*ll themselves?

Because they don't ask for help.
And that's chauvinist behavior.

-[Esther] Mm-hmm.
-[Luis] Feminism is also good for us men.

Yeah, but more men
are k*lled on the streets.

And who kills them? Other men.

-See?
-We're the ones who have to go to w*r.

And who causes wars?

Violence is all about gender, Ulises.

It's biology. Men are stronger
so that we can protect women.

-Protect them from who?
-[Esther] Hmm?

The guys that spew
all that crap on the Internet,

those guys are resentful.
They're losers. Do you wanna be like that?

-They're losers because of--
-[Esther] Okay, shut up now. Come on.

You don't have those problems.

Until you go bald,
you're gonna be handsome.

-I'll be bald, really?
-Hmm.

If you want girls to like you,
then don't be sexist.

-Girls don't like sexist pigs.
-Well, depends on the pig.

Uh, in summary.

Until you're 18,
we don't want you watching YouTubers,

streamers, Instagrammers, TikTokers.

-Or anything that ends in "ers."
-Done.

-[Ulises] Okay. I want Gran Turismo 7.
-Deal.

With the steering wheel,
the seat and those glasses for VR.

-Hey, don't push it, all right?
-No problem, son. Done.

Esther, this is all
gonna be very expensive.

It doesn't matter.

I'm gonna be in Alpha Males. [squeals]

-[Marimar] Honey.
-Hello!

[chuckles] Are those for me?

For you.

Aww! You're the best boyfriend
in the world.

Yes, I truly am.

-I'll put them in water. Then let's go.
-Where we going?

How wonderful, Marimar.
How wonderful, finally.

I always said,
"How is it that someone so great,

can't seem to find a good man?"

The Lord works in mysterious ways.

Amen. He does.

Shall we start?

-Hey. Yeah.
-Sorry. Can I make a quick phone call?

Oh, my God.

[cell phone ringing]

-Raúl.
-Dude, are you downtown?

Yes, but I don't feel like going out.

Go to my place and take Rita out.

Take your dog for a walk?

I forgot to,
and she'll probably piss everywhere.

-Come on, dude.
-Just for a minute.

-And girls will hit on you.
-I don't wanna get hit on.

The doorman has the keys.
I'll let him know.

Okay, fine.

An hour ago,
you said it'd be here in half an hour.

Don't tell me it'll be
another half hour because… [huffs]

-Well, f*ck the traffic!
-[Patricia groans]

What are the sirens for?

Mr. Pedro, we can't wait
for the ambulance.

-[Pedro grunts]
-[shouts]

-This is such a third-world country.
-[groans] Come on!

-[tires screech]
-How are you doing, Patricia?

[panting] I'm fine. I'm fine. Much better…

[shouts] …now!

Christ, she'll give birth
right here in your car!

Hang on, Patricia, hang on!

Nice materials. Is it voice controlled?

Yes, but it's annoying,
so I turned it off.

-What's this button do?
-No, please, don't touch anything.

[Patricia moans]

[tires screech]

We need a doctor!

-But all of a sudden they left?
-Please, I need a doctor!

-She's about to give birth.
-One moment, sir.

One moment?
She'll give birth in the doorway!

-[baby crying]
-[Pedro gasps]

[crying continues]

-[Patricia sobbing]
-[mother] It's a girl.

-[sobbing continues]
-Can I park it for you?

[exhales]

[Pedro] Everything went well.

She gave birth in the parking lot.
It weighs 3.6 kilos.

See? Our bodies know how to do it.

But they medicalize a process
that is completely natural.

Okay, you can do whatever you want.

I mean, do they give you an epidural
to go to the bathroom?

There've been times
when I would have appreciated it.

That's gross, Pedro. It was an example.

Hello!

[clicks tongue]

[inhales]

Tomás, uh, it's eight p.m.,

and you went out at two a.m.

I'm pregnant, and the last thing
I need right now is…

Where have you been?

I love you.

Great, but where have you been?

I know what's happening to me, my love.

I'm creatively dry because I'm happy
for the first time in my life.

But an artist needs to be tortured.

Want me to treat you like sh*t?

[chuckles] No, babe.

[sighs]

For you, I'll give up my career.

You don't have to do that.

You're so beautiful,
so full of life. [sobbing]

[Daniela] Oh!

-[continues sobbing]
-Are you crying? Again, babe?

[barking]

[woman] Look where we are, cutie.
You love the dog park. Look at you.

Look at you. Good boy. Good boy.

-Oh, f*ck, Sebas!
-sh*t, no way. Let's go.

sh*t! I don't believe it.
Wanna go get a drink?

No, I can't. I'm actually walking this dog
for my shitty friend. Come on.

Let her off the leash.
They love it. I do that for Patxaran.

You do? What if it runs off?

Put a tag on it with your number
and people call you. It's good for dating.

A few blocked me,
but I f*cked two of them. [laughs]

[laughs] Oh, well, I don't wanna
lose sight of her. So okay, bye.

[Nagore] I'll go get some beers.

-What? No, no.
-Mommy will be right back, Patxaran.

Come on, Nagore, for f*ck's sake.
Nagore! What?

Lucky you don't
run into your exes out here.

Ugh! God damn it. [grunts]

f*ck. Hey, hey! Ah, ah!

[up-tempo music playing]