01x02 - Episode 2

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Did I wake you?

Yes.

-Sorry.
-Forget it.

I hadn't heard this song in years.

You're smoking again?

Yes.

Why are you here?

I'm back for a few days.

With a plastic bag?

What happened?

I had a problem with Jacob.

-And?
-It doesn't matter, Joana.

-Yes, it does matter.
-No, it doesn't.

It doesn't matter.

Joana.

Where are my things?

What things?

Joana, my clothes...
I don't know, my stuff.

You took it all with you.

That's a lie.
That T-shirt's mine.

Joana.

Joana.

What?

Haven't you changed at all?

I don't have time for that.

You mean you don't have
time to talk to me?

Exactly.

I'll stay here a few days.

No way!
Get a hotel.

No, Joana.
This is my house too.

Well, mum and dad's.

-Get out my way.
-Joana, 4 days.

4 days. Next week I'll be back in Oslo
to sh**t season two.

-Only 4.
-Yes, 4. I promise.

Okay.

In the box from Rome
there's a set of keys.

What are you up to now?
Shall we...

-Shall we have lunch?
-No, I can't.

I've got a lot of work.

-You're working?
-Yes.

Acting?

-Yes! And?
-Calm down, Joana.

I'm happy for you.

Are you happy?

Yes, very.

SELFTAPE
A SERIES BY JOANA AND MIREIA VILAPUIG

Ana, I won't take some shitty job
they're offering out of pity.

Joana, now's not the time for pride.

And the selftape I did
for those Galicians?

Honey, forget about that.
I've called over and over and nothing.

Please, this is a real job, okay?
The sh**t's three days

and it's a great character.

Look, Ana, it's humiliating.

It's a big production company.
Prove to them they made a mistake.

I won't do it.

The money's great.

I don't care.

Okay.

Then what?

I'll do the high school thing.

The what?

What I was doing with Simó...
That play for high school kids.

As you wish, Joana.

You know what I think?

That sometimes in life you have to
take risks and be brave, honey.

No. I'm not brave.
I'm not brave or sexy.

Ana, it's humiliating going back
to those assholes

pretending nothing happened.

Look.

Hey.

Is everything okay, honey?

Yes.

Hey...

Are you sure?

Mireia's back.

Yeah, I know.

Carla told me her agent was asking
around about parts for her here.

-Are you sure?
-100% sure.

Her show's not getting
renewed for a second season.

I guess she wants to use
that award to get a leg-up here.

I don't know.

What's going on?

What are you doing here?

I got lost. And you?

Trying to make some progress.

Can I come with you?

Let's give it a go.

Cell phones!

Come on, tell us what
you think the play's about.

No one?

Okay, the scene with the fan is a clear
reference to the culture of effort.

Yeah, sure.

Talking all through the play
and now you've got nothing to say?

Come on, ask some questions.

Go on, Dani, ask something.

Mario, shh!

You were in a TV show, right?

-Are you famous?
-Yeah, she was that anorexic girl.

Questions about today's play, come on.

Did you earn a fortune?

Okay, Ignasi, that's enough.
Silence, come on.

I want to be an actor,

but my parents want me to study.
What should I do?

Study.

Well, to be an actor
you need to study too.

-What's your name?
-Sara.

Okay, Sara.

Why do you want to be an actor?

To get more followers
on Insta, like everyone.

-Really? Is that why?
-No.

It isn't?

Well, I don't know.

It sounds pretty cool.

What?

Being an actor or having
more followers on Insta?

Both.

Besides, being an actor doesn't
necessarily mean being famous.

I'm not famous.

Loser!

Being an actor is something else...

And it's not as cool as it seems.

You're always waiting for
someone to call and offer you work,

which they hardly ever do...

You see other people around you working

and it makes you feel
like you're in a rut...

And that you're not good enough...

Then suddenly,
you're performing for people

who couldn't give a sh*t
what you're doing.

It's so hard to look at
the little girl you once were,

who dreamed of being an actor,
and tell her that...

maybe you made a mistake,
maybe you should've done something else.

I'm Joana Vilapuig
and I'm 15 years old.

Put the board down, Joana.

Zoom out a little.

Here?

No, a little more. This way.

Let's try something:
look serious, very serious.

Angry.

You're really angry.

You've been picked on
and you can't stand it.

Okay? Your sister has been
being mean to you all day.

Okay? And you tell her to stop.

To leave you alone.

Okay? But not to camera.

Say it to me.

I didn't think I'd see you again...

I'm so glad you came to find me.

Doña Edubijes doesn't know I come here,

nor that I spend the night sometimes.

If she knew what you came looking for.

If my desire for you is a crime,
I shall have to leave the city.

Then I shall come with you.

Don't cut...
Play around a little more.

Cut.

Thanks so much, Luis!

Not at all.
It's my pleasure.

-Good luck!
-Thanks.

See you.

Thanks very much, Mireia!

-You were really great.
-You really were. Congrats!

Imagine in Norwegian!
The producers would come over

and talk to me in Norwegian!

And it was like, okay, I've been here
two years, but give me a break!

-You know?
-Yeah, I can imagine! Just yesterday

I watched a clip of your series.

-And?
-Great.

-Really?
-You were perfect, so gorgeous.

-Gorgeous as always.
-Thanks.

It was great. When I saw you,
I thought: "there's our Catalina".

-That's her.
-Wow, thanks!

For real.

Are you sure about it?

Yes.

I mean... yes!

I felt very comfortable...

I really want to do it, so...

For me it's a yes,
but it's not up to me!

-If only!
-No, but if you felt good...

-Right.
-Of course.

And are things okay with your sister?

-Joana? Fine.
-Yeah?

-Yeah, fine.
-Good.

I just thought it might
have been hard for her.

And for you.

And for me!
I got in a heap of trouble.

On day three of read-through,
we knew it was a mistake.

She wasn't right for it.

With some characters, Mireia,
you either have it or you don't.

You either have it or you don't.

And Joana's good.
Because Joana, well... Joana's good.

She's a good actor,
but something wasn't...

Joana!

Again!

Keep it down guys, please.
You can drink out here, but don't shout.

Guys! Guys!
Don't shout, guys.

The neighbors will complain.

Simó.

Mireia.

How are you?

Good.

It's nice to see you.

Coming in?

Did Joana tell you I was back?

Yeah, of course...

And...?
How's she doing?

Good...
What else can I say?

Yeah...

-Shall I tell her to come out?
-No, I'll come in.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Okay.

Mireia.

Tread carefully.

She just lost a job she really wanted.

Okay?

Okay.

I don't have any sandals.

-Why not?
-I can't find them.

-Hi.
-Hello, Mireia.

Hello.

I've been calling,
but you didn't pick up.

Because I don't want to talk to you.

-Well, I wanted to...
-What are you doing in Mom's dress?

-I don't have any clothes, Joana.
-Let's talk outside.

I'll be right back.

Joana.

What do you want?

I want to do things right, okay, Joana?

-You know it's hard for me, but...
-But what, Mireia?

But what?

You've already lied to me.

-Me?
-Yes.

Ana told me you're back,

that you're staying in Barcelona
and looking for work.

What was I supposed to say, Joana?

Seriously.

I tried to talk to you,
but it was impossible.

Ah.

I wanted to give you time too.

You didn't want me at home
even for a few days.

Forget it.

-Where are you going?
-I'm leaving.

-Fine. Like always.
-Are you for real?

You think I haven't thought
about you all this time?

Or about Mom?

Don't shout at me.

I'll shout if I f*cking want to.

Joana.

I felt so alone in Oslo... Okay?

I needed to come back.
I needed to be with you.

Now you're the victim?

Okay, I lied,

but you weren't totally honest either.

-I wasn't?
-No.

You said you had work and you don't.

-What do you know?
-Simó told me.

I just asked him how you were and...

Why did you ask Simó how I am?

You come home as if nothing happened
and you can't even ask me how I am.

-I'm asking you now.
-No, you're not.

-I'm asking you all the time.
-You're not, Mireia.

I spent a whole f*cking year
chasing after you.

You ignored me.

-Mom had just died.
-What are you talking about?

You know perfectly well
I couldn't stay here.

I needed to distance myself.

You left me here alone.

You have your friends
and Dad's here too.

You're so full of it.

What happened in Oslo?

-f*ck someone else?
-Screw you!

You've no idea what happened in Oslo,
so shut your mouth!

You're mad I'm back, right?

And I can choose if I work or not.

Why are you here
if no one loves you?

Why are you an actor?
It's not my fault you can't find a job.

Esther!
Sorry to bother you.

Can you talk?

Yeah?

Can you tell Ruben that
I do want to play Catalina?

I've thought it over and...

It's a yes.
I want to do it.

Okay, thanks.

Nico?

Nico?

What are you doing here?

I got back yesterday.

I changed my cell phone
and I lost your number.

Will you let me in?

I'm with some friends from work.

Cool! Can I come up?

Nico?

Door open.

...the 21 players, Guasch.
Are there going to be any substitutions?

Let's see, but during half time,
he was warming up

Seville's whole bench of subs.

He hasn't scored for a week.

Hi.

Hey.

Come on, man!
f*cking hell, dude!

-That was a clear foul.
-I guess it wasn't that clear.

Oh ref, ref, ref...

That was a foul!
That was a foul, man!

When's he going to show a red card?

Can I roll one?

Man, pass the ball!
Pass the god damn ball!

I mean, I'm not surprised.

I'm not surprised we're in the sh*t
with this lot.

Want one?

I'm working tomorrow.

Go on.

Just one.

No?

How are you?

Don't you have anything to say?

What do you want me to say?

I don't know...
How are you?

What have you been up to?

Mireia, what do you want?

To see you.

-Just to see you. I f*cking missed you.
-That's enough.

No, let me, let me.
Please, Nico.

What are you doing later?
Are you guys doing anything?

Shall we go out?

You and me, hand in hand?

Like before.

Nico.

What's wrong with you, man?

You're the only one who
knew me before all this sh*t.

You know how important that is for me.
What are you doing?

I really miss you, man.

You're the only friend I have left here.

I'm sorry.

If you're sorry, let's be friends again.
Like before.

Why can't we be friends like before?

I don't understand.

Mireia.

Don't drink any more.

Leave me alone!
Just let me be, Nico. Let me be.

I'm trying to do
things right with Carol...

We're looking for an apartment.

That's great.

A moment ago...

when I saw you on that f*cking screen,

I wish...

I wish all the feelings
hadn't come rushing back.

What?

f*ck, Nico!
It's me... Mireia.

I've really missed you, man.

I was so lonely in Oslo.

I felt so alone.

And I really missed you.

I really missed you.

Mireia.

f*ck!

Stop it. Stop it.

Stop it.

Mireia, stop it.

-Please.
-Mireia, stop.

Stop.

-Mireia.
-Please.

-I said stop!
-Please.

Not like this.

Goal!

What a goal, man!

Look at that!
What a beautiful goal!

...scores the 5th goal for Barça!

Golden Ball, Golden Ball.

-Awesome, man!
-What a game!

Amazing game, right?

So? Are we going out partying or what?

No way.
I've got work at 8.

Come on, Nico.

I'll come.

Hey, Simó.

Listen...

I've thrown up and...

I'm not feeling at all well.

And...

Can you ask Berta to find someone
to cover for me tomorrow?

Talk tomorrow, okay?

Lots of love.

It's one o'clock!

It's two o'clock!

It's three o'clock!

It's four o'clock!

It's five o'clock!

It's...

It's...

It's, it's, it's four o'clock!

Look! My gum!