02x02 - Episode 2

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A company wants to
sponsor your show.

And they're asking what people
think of you when it comes to sex.

We did a focus group, and it
produced the following data.

When it comes to women,


don't picture you with a p*nis.



They think you're sweet.

And the remaining 16%
would have sex with you

because they consider
it a bizarre experience.

Out of that percentage that
would have sex with you,


about pleasing women,

but the possibility of
teaching you excites them.




And 43%

believe you're a
premature ejaculator.

- Good, isn't it?
- And when it comes to men…

Let's see.

- We surveyed more than 1,000 h*m*.
- What do they say?


when it comes to enjoyment.



And 49% believe

you'd be the best at oral sex.

- Well done!
- Stop it.

A lab is launching a new product

against premature ejaculation
and wants you to be their face.

Really?

I don't like it.

- Let's see.
- You can keep it.

Thanks.

It's a simple campaign.

- Your radio show, social networks.
- I like it.

So do I. I love it.

The advertisement would put
you in a good place with women.

In a place of mystery.

"Does Sebastián finish quickly
or is he pretending for the ad?"

The publicity will
sexualize you.

They'll look at you differently.
It's happening to me.

- I never saw him as a man.
- Right?

Now, I think of the ad and say,
"I don't know, I could f*ck him."

We'll do it.

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Ready for tonight?

I don't know, I'm empty.

If you're empty, fill up.

Nice event, you'll make a
good impression at the club.

Your high school
sweetheart may come.

- Tamara Feldman?
- That one.

- We never dated.
- Well, that one.

- But we never dated.
- Introduce us. I like Jewish girls.

I've dated a few.

I've never dated a Jewish guy.

Listen, that's what
I want to talk about.

I saw you make out with
the minister's press guy.

Cute, isn't he?

I didn't know you liked men.

I like him, I don't know.

You're bisexual?

You are bisexual.

I don't know what I am.
Bisexual, pansexual.

The label, the definition
doesn't matter.

Put your prejudices aside.

I'm not judgmental.

Then do the ad.

That's something else. I don't want
to be bullied by the entire nation.

No, it would be the
other way around.

You'd be bullied if the
ad said you f*ck everyone.

No one would believe it.

Here, dudes will identify
with you, and women will say,

"Look at that weird-headed
guy. He's kind of sexy."

Don't turn around.

- I said don't turn around.
- I didn't.

Pilar's here. Don't
mention the ad.

- Not a word.
- I won't.

I'll go to the restroom. I'll
act aloof about her being here.

- Wouldn't it be too obvious?
- Should I stay?

No, you stood up, go.

- Here.
- You made a mess.

Leave it, just go, go.

Yeah, I'll convince him.

It won't be easy.
He's embarrassed.

He fears being the face of
Argentine premature ejaculation.

- Eat.
- No.

I'm stressed. I'll
eat everything.

The pregnancy, being in Argentina.
I'm going to my mom's after this.

- Are your folks alive?
- Yes.

I feel old asking people
if their parents are alive.

She's here for me.

- Hi.
- Will you pay? I'll pay you back later.

- Sure.
- Bye.

- Hi.
- Hello.

- How are you?
- Really pregnant.

- Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
- No, I'm not judgmental.

It's not prejudice. Him being with
an older woman seems weird to me.

Well, you were with me a long
time. Wish them happiness.

- All right now.
- All right.

- Want to say hi to my mom?
- Thanks, but I don't.

I've got to go to
work, to the event.

I'd like to see
you do a monologue.

I'd love that. You haven't
been there in ages.

- Thanks for the ride.
- Please.

Do the ad.

I asked Shade not to tell you.

Do it. It's great.

It will position you
on another level.

It's spectacular,
no one would do it,

and it happens to everyone.

It happened to you.

- It did.
- Yes, sometimes it did.

- You'd say, "I finished quick."
- I wouldn't.

- "You really turn me on."
- Okay, fine.

- The best part was the look on your face.
- What look?

Your face when you finish.

I didn't...

- I didn't make that face.
- "Oh, Pili!"

Okay now.

I didn't make that face.

- I think you did.
- And what would you say?

- Don't remember?
- Yes.

- You don't.
- I do.

- What?
- "Just finish."

You'd say, "Just finish."

- "Just finish."
- "Please!"

No, then you'd say "please."

"Sebastián, please.
Sebastián, please!"

A really high-pitched "please."

I'd say, "That's not a normal scream
for a woman. I'm not doing anything."

Tell your mom I said hi.

- Need help?
- No.

Yes, help me by fixing this.

I'll fix it. Be patient.

- All right.
- Wait.

Don't slam it. You'll
break the back doors.

Hey.

- Do the ad.
- Want to be the actress?

I'll be no use to them
pregnant, but ask them.

Bye, Pili.

Bye, Seba.

Let's say they bully you.

It'll last a week, at the most.

People have no
memory, Sebastián.

Rapists appear in ads

and no one remembers they
r*ped or that they did ads.

Times have changed. There
are social networks now.

- It's different.
- That's my point.

Networks help everything
go away quicker.

Do it. I'd be thrilled
if they offered it to me.

Sorry, but you don't have Seba's
premature ejaculator face.

I don't? Ask your sister.

- Do it. Don't miss the chance.
- Bye, León.

- Would you do the ad?
- If I was paid.

See? Exactly.

No one's paid me for tonight.

Relax, they'll pay us.

It's a fundraiser.

Seba won't charge.

It's for his lifelong
club, which needs a hand.

And we'll get paid.

- I want it in advance.
- Felipe, they'll pay you.

If they don't, I'll
give you the cash.

- Trust him.
- Trust me.

Hey, give him part
of the cash now.

Pay him now. He'll give
it back to you tonight.

I don't know how
much… All right.

Otherwise, he'll
have to trust you.

Fine. I don't know, I don't.

Are they fake?

No, I went to the bank today.

They're so translucent.

Call you later. I'm
having tea with Grandma.

Bye, be good.

I heated it up. It was cold.

And these are delicious.

I love them.

Will you get mad if I ask you one
more question about Sebastián?

Last one, okay?

- Yes.
- Okay.

On social networks, I saw he's doing a
fundraiser tonight for a Jewish club.

Yes, his lifelong club.

Well, I sponsor a
retirement home.

I wonder if he would do
a fund raising event.

- Would he?
- First of all, ask him.

I'm sick of people asking me
if Sebastián can do an event.

"A friend's turning 15.
Can he send her a video?"

"Grandma died. Can he go to the
wake?" I'm sick of it. You ask him.

Pilar, this is different. It's
a fundraiser. It's not a joke.

Secondly, I don't know why
you still do that stuff.

High-class people doing charity
out of guilt, to lower their taxes,

dressed up, with
five-course dinners.

- What we collect goes to charity.
- Pass me that.

At least we do
something for the needy.

Well, doesn't seem to be working.
You've been doing it for 200 years.

Could you please stop?

I'm sorry.

Take it down a notch.

Thanks. Thank you.

Tamara Feldman was from the
club's successful family,

the best family.

Her dad was the manager of
a multinational company.

We called them managers.
We didn't call them CEOs.

Her mom was principal of one
of the community's top schools.

And her brothers were the
champions, the best at all sports.

Soccer, tennis, basketball,
volleyball, hockey, everything.

And Tamara was the funniest,
the smartest, the prettiest,

the cutest.

I'll see Tamara
Feldman again tonight.

I don't know anything about
her. I didn't browse the web,

didn't check her social media.
I want it to be a surprise.

I don't know if she's
alive. Actually,

if she had died, I
would've found out.

Someone would've said to me,
"Did you hear Tamara died?"

If she's still
alive, no one says,

"Hey, did you hear
Tamara's still alive?"

I'm fine.

I don't know, tired.

The kids are growing up.

I was starting to be free, to travel
on my own, go back to singing.

You're not complaining about
being pregnant, are you?

No.

Actually, I am. I'm complaining.

How could I be such an idiot
and make such a mistake?

Had I known Rocha would bail, I
don't know what I would've done.

I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

- What about the kids?
- They're fine.

- Francisca?
- She's fine.

Facundo?

He's fine.

I can imagine how
they're feeling.

You can visit them someday.

You know I have a busy schedule.

I regret coming here.

It was sh**ting a video, saying
thanks, wishing the best, that's it.

No, a video would be wrong.
They wouldn't even accept it.

Besides, if it goes wrong, one
more flop won't make a difference.

You told Pilar about the ad,
and I asked you not to tell her.

- Sorry.
- Don't say sorry.

I blurted it out. I
felt I had to say it.

Pilar wants me to do it.

We started talking about it,
then started talking about sex.

We started talking...

- About how we each finished.
- What?

- We talked about how we each finished.
- Oh.

She says I finished
saying, "Oh, oh."

- That's nasty.
- Well, it's not true.

- Know how she finished?
- No.

I won't tell you. I don't
like that lewd face you make.

- What face?
- I don't like it.

We had such an intimate talk,

such a close talk,
but at the same time…

What?

I don't know.

- Screwing with you?
- No, distant.

- I kind of feel too old for her.
- That's because you are.

- Yes, maybe.
- You are.

- Uri.
- Hi, Seba.

- My dear friend.
- How's it going?

Pal! Long time no see.

- I'm great, and you?
- Really?

- Fine. Thanks for being here.
- Please.

It's my lifelong club. I'm
the one who's thankful.

- All right.
- Shade, my producer.

How are you, Shade?
That's peculiar.

I'm not Jewish, but I'm
really happy to be here.

- Okay.
- And Felipe.

Well, Felipe, who never
misses a practice.

But as the Torah says,
"Mens sana in corpore sano."

- It doesn't say that.
- It doesn't?

No, but it sounds
good. Interesting.

People are very happy,
quite anxious, very proud.

- I am very proud.
- No pressure.

I'm proud. You're
like a brother to me.

- We hung out all day.
- Almost brothers.

- We were practically raised together.
- All day, yes.

Why did you grow apart?

- Life.
- Life, yes.

We each went our own way.

We each followed our calling.

- And God was with us both.
- I'm not sure about that.

- What's that?
- Where?

- Remember?
- Right, all the time.

- You dropped something.
- Stupid.

We'd tease each other all
day. Yeah, it was so great.

I appreciate this. I guess
you have a busy schedule.

If it were up to me,

a video would've been enough.

No, a video would've been tacky.

All right, have
fun, amuse us all.

- Seba wants to know about Tamara Feldman.
- You don't know?

- No.
- Good evening.

- Russian!
- Sebush!

- Eyngl.
- Russian, what's up?

At Jewish clubs,
we're all Russian,

but there's one they call "the
Russian." Don't ask me why.

To us, Damián is the biggest
investor in the reconstruction

of the club's
burned-down section.

- This is Shade, my producer.
- I've got your pay.

Thanks.

- You're an enlightened man.
- What does that mean?

That you have light. You radiate
light. You light things up.

It's exciting when he
talks. I get goosebumps.

- Well, shall we pray?
- No.

- Yes.
- I want one.

Here, hold it like this.

It's going back to
your roots. It's...

It's for you to have a
good connection with...

My Judaism is more…

It has to hurt a bit. Does it?

Okay, think about
something positive and ask.

This is the time to ask.

I don't know what to ask for.

You've one minute of connection
with God. Ask him for anything.

Repeat after me.

- Great.
- See?

I'd like to be a Jew. Do
you have any connections?

We'll talk later. Call me.

Like the good old days,
like being there again.

We'll go to our posts with Feli.

- Great, go.
- You'll eat them up today, bro.

- You'll eat them up.
- Go.

Sebush, Tamara Feldman's here.
Can she come in and say hi?

I would've loved
having a big family.

I know.

Anyway, it wasn't God's will.

I'm grateful because I had
you, and you're adorable.

God didn't bring me. God
doesn't bring babies to Earth.

You were with Dad, got
pregnant, and I was born.

You're here to fight, huh?

Hey, I believe in God,
my darling. Respect me.

I respect you, Pilar, you
believing in God and all,

but don't say a baby
comes by God's will.

To me, a baby's
arrival is a miracle.

And I can't stop thinking God
has something to do with it.

I felt so liberated when I
stopped believing in God.

I'm tired. I'll call a cab.

Want to stay? We could
call for some food.

No, I'd rather go home.

As you wish.

- Do you want me to stay?
- It's your choice.

Yes, come in.

Excuse me.

I can't believe I'm with
Seba, the club's prodigal son.

No, I can't believe I'm with…

Tamara Feldman, the club's
cutest and smartest girl.

- Well...
- You've changed.

You've changed too, right?

You were so shy. Now
you speak to the masses.

I'm still shy.

I don't believe you. Our
expectations are high.

- So much pressure.
- Not that much. You'll amuse us.

Well, I hope so.

- I'll let you get prepared.
- Who did you come with?

Alone. The kids
stayed with my mom.

- How many kids do you have?
- Five.

I have two. Now my ex is...

She's having twins again.

- Yes.
- I hear you on the radio. So I know.

I forget I tell it
all on the radio.

- All right, I'll go.
- Okay.

Have a great show.

Thanks.

Hi.

- That's Tamara Feldman.
- Nice outfit.

- She became an Orthodox.
- I love it.

Ladies and gentlemen.

Kids up there, be quiet.

After our dear Damián's words,

a prodigal son of this
institution joins us

and wants to leave his mark

on the club's reconstruction.

All right.

I'm proud and honored

to introduce Sebastián.

Very good.

Thanks to you both.

And thanks to all of you ladies
and gentlemen for coming.

It's a really special night
for me. After a long time,

I come back to my
roots, and here I am.

So many known faces, so many
friends, both men and women.

Tamara over there.

Thank you so much for coming.
Thanks for the pictures.

You've known me all my
life. No pictures needed.

You can put away
your cell phones.

I get it. My phone's back in the
dressing room, and I'm desperate.

What's happening on my phone?

That's real life,
not this one, right?

Real life is the cell phone, networks,
messages, what goes on there.

I was at a funeral the other
day, for nowadays it's funerals.

Before, it was weddings.
Now they're catching up.

Wedding, funeral,
wedding, funeral.

Funerals are taking over,
and… without my cell phone.

I almost grabbed it, but it
felt weird pulling it out.

I pull it out. There's no signal.
I ask, "Know the Wi-Fi password?"

The guy says, "It's a funeral."
I ask, "All in upper case?"

I have better jokes, and worse.

And after all these years,
I come and ask myself,

"What is Judaism?"

And the answer I found for
now is it's a Jewish mother.

Judaism is the Jewish
mother cliché. Why?

She hugs you like a Jewish mom.
She contains you, protects you,

overprotects you, feeds you,
treats you well, gives you love,

throws parties for you. She's
with you. But, as a Jewish mom,

Judaism also demands from you,
asks from you, questions you.

"What will you major
in? Have you eaten? No?"

"What school will you attend?"

"What job will you
choose? How's work going?"

"Who are you marrying?
Are they Jewish?"

"At what temple?
And your honeymoon?"

"How many kids are you
having? Picked a name?"

"Will there be a Bat
Mitzvah, a circumcision?"

It has no end.

The demands continue
until the end,

since at the end of your
life, Judaism asks you,

"At what cemetery will you be buried?
In which sector? How much did you pay?"

And you go,

"I didn't ask you to let me live in peace,
Judaism. Please let me die in peace."

Thanks. What an
unforgettable evening.

Thank you very much. See you.

Thanks.

What will you name them?

It won't be Pilar, for sure.

That's mean.

I'll never understand.

Why did you name me after you?

Is this the second round? You've
been at me all day. Stop it.

No, it's a lifelong grudge.

It isn't just strange to me.

It's unpractical.

Whenever the phone
rang, we'd have to ask,

"Which Pilar do you wanna talk
to, the mom or the daughter?"

Poor thing, what a
sacrifice! Come on!

Remember.

When Dad shouted, "Pilar!"
we'd both go, "What?"

Yeah, that's true. We'd both
answer. It's true, I agree.

- Remember Juan Pedro?
- Your boyfriend?

Well, yeah. The guy
I met at church.

Yes, I remember.

He was crazy about you.

- About me?
- Yeah.

- No.
- He loved you.

You know what turned him on? Saying
Pilar and seeing both of us turn around.

No, please, what are you
saying? He was a boy.

- No.
- So? He was still horny.

No, don't say that.
It makes me nervous.

- It went great!
- I want to thank you.

Just as I say you don't work
well, that you're useless, a bum.

- Okay.
- This time you did everything.

You supported me, convinced
me to come. I was happy.

- Thanks.
- Yes. Even Felipe liked it.

- Right?
- I'd never seen you, didn't even care.

And for someone like you to say
that makes it twice as good.

Okay. Thanks, Felipe,
thank you so much.

We must admit the
audience was biased.

Yeah. People laughed
at any silly thing.

Well, I was up
there. I was there.

I've got to go.
Wanna do something?

- No, go.
- I've also got to go.

Wait, Felipe.

- Can I have my cash?
- What?

What I gave you earlier.

- Really?
- Yes.

You're a significant
artist and ask me for cash?

Ask for it tomorrow.
It's weird now.

- Okay, fine, tomorrow.
- Go on, then.

Bye, Sebastián.

- Bye, Felipe.
- There are boyoz left?

Oh wow!

Go slow. It's late. The
food could make you sick.

- Excuse me.
- No.

Congratulations. We loved it.

Thank you very much.

I appreciate it.

- How have you been?
- This is Nacho, my husband.

- Your brother?
- No, my husband.

- Okay.
- You must be exhausted. We'll go.

- Thanks for coming.
- Okay now.

- We'll be waiting.
- Sure.

- Do you need me? Because...
- No, go.

- Wait, Shade.
- What?

- That's the woman you're dating.
- Yes.

- And he's her husband.
- Yeah.

Does the husband know you…

- He introduced me to her.
- You're leaving with them?

- Yes, to their place. Is everything okay?
- Yeah, go.

Bye, Sebita.

I'll call a cab and go home.

Stay the night.

No, I'm going home.

You don't have the kids today.

It doesn't matter.
I'm going home.

Stay the night, like
when you were little.

May I?

Tamara.

I laughed my heart
out. Congratulations.

Well, thanks.

- I thought I'd laugh, but not so much.
- Well.

I'm off. I just
wanted to say goodbye.

- I shouldn't keep you. You're tired.
- Keep flattering me. Stay.

Want a drink?

No, thanks.

And, yes, it's to flatter you.

Not only did I laugh,

I also felt

identified.

Your Jewish mom
monologue was great.

- That's how it is.
- I improvised.

- Really?
- Out of the blue. Sit, let's talk.

Okay, sure.

Sure, I'll stay a while.

Thanks.

Okay.

- Crazy seeing you after so long.
- Yeah, so long.

I mentioned you on the radio.

- Really?
- Yeah.

I didn't know. Thanks.

"Tamara Feldman,
I'll see her again."

And I never thought…

- You didn't know?
- No.

Don't be mad, but what…

No, it's fine. You can ask.

- I became an Orthodox ten years ago.
- Really?

Yes. We stopped seeing each
other at… I don't know, I was 17.

I was 60.

Well, I… got out of
the bubble and began

seeing other people that, I don't
know, I felt were more interesting,

back then.

I didn't spend two nights
in a row in the same place.

I tried cocaine. Yeah.

I liked it a lot.

And…

Well, cocaine led me
to try some stuff.

I don't know, sex parties,

cocaine and orgies.

I had a blast.

I had a great time. But when
I fell, it was a disaster.

My family started to worry.
They took me to rehab.

Nothing worked out.

Then my mom thought
of calling a rabbi.

And… I don't know how she convinced
me, but I went to see him.

I came back to life.

I don't know, they kind
of gave me… support.

And, you know?
Religion has its rules.

I needed that.

And I feel

that Hashem,

God,

saved me.

In the community, they
gave me work, friends.

- A husband.
- Didn't he come tonight?

He died.

Soon after my fifth
child was born.

Hey, I don't want to spoil
this beautiful evening.

No, you're not spoiling it.

You found your own
religion, didn't you?

Yes, you can call it
that. It supports me.

It doesn't have as many
rules as religion, but yeah.

- It has rules.
- Yeah, it has some rules, true.

Don't you miss things
from your unorthodox life?

Cocaine.

And sex, almost all the time.

Given I'm a widow.

- Well, I'm off now.
- Okay.

Okay, I'll go too.

- So, you're also leaving?
- Yeah.

I'll go, then you
step out in a while?

So they don't see
us leaving together.

You know how gossipy they
are in the community.

I'm not liked much here
because I became an Orthodox.

Don't mind them.

No, it's not that it
matters to me, but…

Look, I know I'm not
a normal Orthodox.

I shouldn't be here
or go out at night.

But since my husband died,
I give myself concessions.

Of course.

- Despite that, you still believe in God?
- Yes.

Much more. It's
a God-given test.

And why does he give
you those tests?

To see how strong you are.

Why does he want to
know how strong you are?

- We'll never quite agree.
- Yes, you're right.

If you feel like it,
we could meet someday.

As I told you, I'm Orthodox.

A special one.

- I'll go and you leave in five minutes?
- Sure.

- I don't have a condom.
- I do.

My goodness.

I hadn't had sex in ages.

I figured as much, yeah.

Hi, Eva. This is Sebastián.

Well, you can see it's me,

unless you haven't saved my
number, but I guess you did.

I called to let you
know I'll do it.

I wanna do the ad about
premature ejaculation.

You're right. It'll
be good for everyone.

The radio, the show, me.

I think I'll do well.

And if I mess up,

so what?