A NETFLIX SERIES
-What was that? -What is that?
-Here I am. -Hey!
-Do you want some wine? -White.
Don't be a grouch. The house wine, the one that stains your teeth.
Seriously?
Isn't Valeria coming?
She hasn't said a word in two days, since she sent that picture.
I'M STARTING THE SELF-PUBLISHING PROCESS!
-She's living her best life, huh? -Yes.
-Let's see. -A podcast from Valeria.
Remember when I bravely decided to self-publish?
It's turning out to be a fucking load of shit!
-God, she's in a bad mood. -She's really losing it.
Come on.
BASED ON THE NOVELS BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT
SELF-PUBLISHING: PRIDE, TORTURE, AND HORROR!
2.2 IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, WRITE
This is all in Korean.
Yes, honey. It's the real thing.
Choosing a meal is like playing Russian roulette with food.
Look, I like everything
except for kimchi.
-Kimchi? -Yes.
Where's the kimchi?
It must be around here somewhere.
Or here. Anyway, I don't know.
I'm not sure where it is. But it's too spicy.
It's been ages since we've gone out to lunch together.
We're both so busy with work.
And… I don't know.
By the way, how is your presentation for Joaquín Orta going?
Good, you know.
No.
-I don't. That's why I'm asking you. -The usual. Compiling ideas and all that.
Honey, if you're stuck, you can tell me.
I mean, I'm finding it pretty hard myself.
Yeah, well, but I'm not stuck. I'd say I've made quite a lot of progress.
Okay.
What is it, then? Do you think I want to copy you?
-No, I don't think you'll copy me. -Yes.
-You do! -No.
Listen. Copy me? No.
I don't want us to contaminate each other's ideas.
When have you ever contaminated me?
-Hello. -Hello.
Okay, I will have the "bimbibra"
and kimchi.
Same for me.
Thank you.
-No. -No?
-No. -Why not?
-That doesn't prove anything. -It doesn't?
You know what? Their kimchi isn't that spicy.
-Right. -Smart-ass.
DRESS €125, SHOES €90, PENDANT €25
FLAUNTING A NEW DRESS WHEN YOU'RE POOR…
VALFERRIZ JUST POSTED A PHOTO
FLAUNTING A NEW DRESS WHEN YOU'RE POOR…
Virginia's been waiting for you to start the meeting.
You should know better.
The meeting?
-The meeting. -About the entrance design.
Right, that.
"Right, that."
It looks like you've been resetting yourself lately. Excuse me.
Hello? What is it?
Sorry, I was working on a project.
A red-haired project who ran out of your house the other day?
I never imagined you falling for a married woman.
-She's not married anymore. -I could've sworn I saw a ring.
Come on, let's go.
Coming!
I said I'm coming!
-Rescue unit. -What are you rescuing?
-You. -From what?
-Your sad life. -My life isn't sad.
-Right. -Have you looked in a mirror?
You look like the AliExpress version of yourself.
-It's cold. -Did you hear the message you sent?
You sound insane.
I'm a bit stressed over self-publishing.
-Sure. -That's just part of what's wrong.
No, I know where you're going with this.
-Right. I know you. -Lola, stop!
-What is it? -This mess is a reflection of her life.
Look, you're going to put on some clean pants.
-This? -That's for summer.
-Girls, I'm busy. -A sweater. Pink or green?
-Green. It matches her eyes. -Perfect.
-There is a yellow… -No! Arms up.
Higher. Way up.
When did you last shower?
You need to clear your head and get some fresh air.
-You look haggard. -Because the sun isn't shining.
-The Chanel Rouge! -I cried so hard when you gave it to me.
-I told you. -Girls, just a minute.
I don't go out because I'm poor and I have a lot of work to do.
We're not asking you to go to the Ritz for caviar, we just want you to go out.
Don't worry.
Your first-world drama will still be here when you get back.
Get up!
Let's see, phone?
-I've got it. -Purse?
-Here! -Perfect.
Restored babe who's going for a drink?
-Here? -Yes.
Let's go!
This sun is misleading, right? It's deceitful.
-It's cold. -Get out of here.
-Why are we standing in line? -It's a surprise.
There were more people at my last interview.
-Be patient. Something will turn up. -It's frustrating.
You were brave and are still unemployed. I was brave and still have no book.
-Maybe being brave is overrated. -At least you have your own place.
Here we go again. You can stay with me as long as you need.
I thought I could use my mornings to tidy up and help you with housework.
That's nice of you, but you don't have to.
It's not for you, it's for me. I feel useless.
-Okay, then. -And how are things with Borja?
Well, right now I'm really angry.
He wouldn't tell me his ideas for the Joaquín Orta job.
-He doesn't want to contaminate you. -What's with all the contamination?
We're advertising agents, not Greta Thunberg.
-Did you tell him yours? -Well, I would, if I had any.
-You didn't make any progress? -No, because I know Borja's my competitor.
-It's like I choke. -I see.
-Have you heard from Víctor? -No.
I almost prefer it that way. I wouldn't know what to say to him.
I'm not saying what he did was wrong, but it wasn't what I expected.
I don't know.
Did you speak to Sergio again?
We've been standing in line for ten minutes,
and we've already talked about Borja, Víctor, and Sergio. What's up?
-We're independent women. -Lola provides for you.
We're not 15 anymore.
We like films, books. We're interested in politics.
For ten minutes, let's try not talking about--
Waffles!
-Wasn't it worth it? -We spent 20 minutes in line.
But you're right, Nerea. We devote too much time to them.
That's true.
We could give you a hand with the book.
-Do we know anybody who does layout? -I don't.
I could ask this great graphic designer I know.
Really?
-Is Olga an illustrator? -The one who graffitied her house? No.
Yes, she is.
-What the heck. She owes me. -Are you sure?
I can create a marketing plan for the launch.
-Really? -Sure.
I don't know what I'd do without you.
One for all…
And all for one.
Yeah, dream on.
-Did you open the Satisfyer? -No.
-But… -It does that.
It's true.
And you text me
A broken heart while sitting at your house
You lost me one day
That's what you wanted
Valeria!
Val!
You come towards me and don't…
Val!
That's what you wanted
-You come towards me -Val!
And don't notice I've already left
That I'm not here anymore
I won't even give you a kiss
Hello.
I only need a second.
Come in.
I didn't know you lived here now.
No, I don't.
I just come here to work.
I have a body paint photo shoot in an hour.
Since you're here, you could help me finish
the back side of the canvas.
-What? -My ass.
I want you to paint my ass.
My assistant's been stuck in traffic for an hour.
It needs to dry before the photographer comes.
Yes.
Look, it's this area here. Okay?
These two. They're the same color. It's not that tricky.
All you have to do is make sure the brushstrokes go in the same direction.
Can you do it?
Sure, of course.
What do you want?
Yeah. Do you remember my friend Valeria?
She needs an illustration for her book cover.
She's broke, but she'll pay as soon as she can.
If there are no illustrations, it's easy.
I can finish it in a few days.
She's finishing some bits, but she can send them tonight.
Thanks a million. I know you're busy.
How do you know that? You never call me anymore.
Did you erase me from your red address book?
I forgot about that address book.
I don't need it. I stalk your Instagram.
-Stalk? You sound all modern. -And you sound like a joker.
I'm happy to see you. Honestly.
No filter.
Lola, years ago you could have drunk a beer factory by yourself.
Look at you now, with a glass of wine. You're a weakling.
No, I'm a celiac.
That's very trendy.
Do you think you're funny?
Look what I've got.
Look at this little treasure.
They are from our trip to Vietnam! That's wonderful.
I can't believe we did it on single-speed bikes.
We were crazy.
I also have some from the trip we took right afterwards to Morocco.
Oh, my God.
Do you still do that thing…
They're right here.
Siberian Steppe, here we come.
I wish!
I miss taking last-minute trips.
Now I have to ask for vacation time three months in advance.
Getting old sucks.
You're all fired up.
-Is that the presentation? -No.
I'm helping Val market her book.
Why didn't you tell me?
Hon, I guess I didn't want to contaminate you.
Right?
The Joaquín Orta thing is different.
If we weren't competitors, I would tell you everything.
I know.
I love working with you.
And you know it.
Tell me what you're up to. I miss our brainstorming sessions.
Nothing, really. I don't know.
A website optimized for sales where people can learn about the author.
Okay.
And you should start a social media introduction campaign.
Okay?
Or even better…
we should.
Should we?
This is what we're going to do.
-I can do you that favor. -Could you?
Yes, but I don't want money.
I want an apology.
If anyone should apologize, it's you.
Why? What did I do?
You graffitied my parents' house calling me a dyke.
-You forced me to come out of the closet. -I didn't do that.
You were pissed I wanted to do that demonstration.
Well, me and half the association. So?
-It wasn't you? -No.
No. Of course not.
I'll find out who did it because that isn't right.
Well, I don't know what to say.
I thought I could use that as leverage to make you do Valeria's cover.
You don't need any leverage.
I'll do it because it's you.
His gaze moved from my eyes to my mouth, waiting for a response.
The M-30 was like a slow-moving parade.
No, I was just leaving.
So I'll send you the book synopsis so you can find inspiration.
-Okay? -Okay.
They looked at each other. The distance between them didn't matter
because their thoughts materialized.
Remember Amsterdam?
They fell to the floor and bounced away.
They kicked us out of the hostel, right?
Yes.
It wasn't fair.
We were just making out, and in our room.
In front of the four other bunk beds.
The audience was the least of our worries.
I remember that perfectly.
We barely fit in that bed.
His hand stroked my leg.
No.
My knee.
"His hand stroked my knee
and went up the inside of my right thigh…"
-We have to come up with a hashtag… -…to make the content go viral.
God. It really turns me on when we have a hive mind.
And, I don't know, do you have any other ideas?
-Actually, I do. -You do?
A book trailer embedded in the website to make it more appealing.
And an automated e-mail marketing system
that's very,
very well done.
"…spreading my legs,
until he slipped it into the vertex between them."
You haven't changed a bit since that hostel.
Not exactly.
VIENNA
-Request an author bio, right? -And some photos for a marketable profile.
-We don't contaminate each other. -We don't.
We work well together.
Take this off.
And how about a presentation in a cozy bookshop?
I like it. We could contact influencers, and get them to praise the book.
Tell me what I want to hear.
SEO positioning.
"He parted my labia and slipped inside."
Shit!
This better be important.
I also like to turn up unannounced.
And you're not alone either.
Can I come in?
Yes.
Yes, of course.
Did you have to show up right now?
I go to your house and you're all dressed up yet casual,
drinking wine with a stunning girl.
You come to mine and you find me in my pajamas
with my hair in a bun, having a drink with my Satisfyer.
You did it on purpose.
I needed to see you.
I've been down since you left the other day.
I don't think either of us deserved that reunion.
No.
I'm sorry if I ruined your night.
I didn't sleep with her.
Not that night.
I haven't slept with anybody since I met you.
Because I can't stop thinking about you.
Wow.
I wish I could say the same.
But, I've had some company.
I've always wanted to know
how one of these works.
It's easy.
You set it on vibrate,
you move it towards the clitoris
and increase the speed.
-Like this? -Yes, like that.
Good.
It looks exactly like my parents' law firm.
-Thank you. -No, thank you.
And, you know…
-Don't say a word about this. -No problem. See you later.
Now I know why I like those pictures so much.
-You're a pervert. -Maybe.
Art is art.
Adrián took them.
-Well, I want one for my house. -We'll see.
-What? -I have to leave.
-No. -Yes.
-Why do you work? -I have an important meeting.
-I won't let you go. -Yes, you will.
-No. -Yes, you will.
-Should we order pizza? -I don't have time.
-You don't? -No.
-Are you sure you're leaving? -Yes, I'm sure.
I'll call you.
"I'll call you"?
FRIENDS 4EVER
I'LL CALL YOU…
COLD GOODBYE OR HE WANTS TO SEE YOU AGAIN?
NEREA - I USE IT… BUT ACCORDING TO YOU GUYS, I'M STONE-COLD NEREA.
CARMEN - IF HE WANTS TO CALL YOU, HE'LL CALL.
LOLA - I LOVE SAYING THAT… ESPECIALLY WHEN I DON'T PLAN ON CALLING.
CARMEN - LET'S TALK ABOUT IT TONIGHT AT KARAOKE
It didn't take long for you to miss me.
Hi, Adrián.
POSSIBLE SLOGANS: "THE POWER OF SEDUCTION"
"The power of seduction."
"An accessory that matches your smile."
"If others like you, you will like yourself."
That's a load of bullshit.
Hey. Do you remember my red address book?
How could I forget?
That book had a better social life than me in my 29 years of life.
Why?
-Nothing. I'll tell you later. -Who?
-No! -One by the Backstreet Boys?
Yes!
I'm not singing with someone who had a crush on Howie.
Sorry, but there was more to it than Brian and Nick.
-No. -I don't blame her.
I had a crush on Victoria from the Spice Girls.
And one by Ella Baila Sola?
-They were feminists then. -Marta and Marilia?
How many songs from the '90s do you know where they sing about sleeping with a guy
and then, "I had fun, bye"?
Shit, who can say no to that?
-Play "Amores de barra." -Okay.
-No, something else. -Seriously?
It's about lipstick, and I have enough of that with the Joaquín Orta campaign.
-Forget about that for now. -No, I can't. It's just that…
I took a peek at Borja's ideas.
-Carmen. -What took you so long?
-Really? -Isn't that what you meant?
-He's screwing up big-time. -Are they that bad?
His ideas would be original if it were 1980.
Got it! "Juntos," by Paloma San Basilio!
-Yes. -No, please.
They're charging us by the hour.
It's the song Adrián and I always sang at karaoke.
You and 90% of people in Spain. Sorry, you weren't special.
-He called me to meet up. -Poor guy. He probably misses you.
Are you ready?
I don't know.
But it feels weird not having him around.
And he must be having a hard time.
Are you going to tell him anything about the novel?
No way.
The last thing he needs is to find out I cheated on him with Víctor.
I'm sure he's lost weight.
When he's worried, he's all skin and bones.
It's a rather delicate situation.
What will you wear?
Stop.
Are you seriously wearing that?
-What do you mean? -That sexy?
That's very cruel.
You've been dressing terribly for weeks but dress up
to see someone who's devastated.
Show some sympathy, please.
All right.
-I'll have a burger. -What are you doing? Are you nuts?
-What? -You can't meet him for lunch.
Meals take too long.
Do something short in case you both feel awkward.
That way you can run off after ten minutes.
Just a beer instead.
-That's it. -No, it's not. No alcohol.
You need a clear mind so you won't screw up.
Fine.
-I'll have tea. -Perfect.
Do you know what you're going to tell him?
Adri, how are you?
How dare you ask how I'm doing.
And now what?
-He'll obviously be in bad shape. -You have to be more assertive.
God, it's going to be a disaster.
She said "assertive," not negative. I'm sure it will be great.
Let life bloom
When you least expect it
Let it pave its own path
And climb like a vine
Let the wind take me
Towards a new future
Let me go back to my roots
And let my fear disappear
Hello.
I'm sorry.
How are you?
-Hi. -Hello.
-Let's sit? -Yes.
I was excited to see you.
I saw you the other day, in the subway.
-When? -You didn't see me.
I tried to reach you, but it was too late. It was like an allegory of us.
How are you?
Fine. Busy.
-Two beers. -Yes. No!
-No. -No?
No. I'd prefer a cup of tea.
-A cup of tea and a beer. -Perfect.
Thank you.
I'm working on a photographic series.
-Are you? -Yes.
-And I'm working for a travel magazine. -I'm happy for you.
-Thanks. -You didn't lose any weight.
I didn't.
I meant to say that you look great.
Thank you.
Yeah.
It's been so many years that I feel naked if I don't wear it.
-With my wedding ring I feel-- -Safe.
Yes.
I took it off before I came in.
I'm ready to move on.
I realized that the other day
in the subway.
Your train left, and I was still okay without you.
That's good.
Yes.
But before that, I'd like to talk about a couple of things that,
well, I've been thinking about.
I went to the bank yesterday and I talked to…
In this void you left in me
In me
And I don't even remember what you did
Or the day you left
Nothing's left
Nothing
I learned to live with scars
-Val? -I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. Yes, our joint accounts.
-Are you okay with that? -Yes.
-Okay. -Yes.
If some day this week works for you,
text me and we can do it together, if it's okay with you.
All right.
Nothing
But in the end
I forgot to forget you
I forgot to forget…
-What are you doing here? -Hi, right?
Hello. Sure, come in.
I'm here to give you the cover for your friend's book.
It's beautiful.
-I love it. -You do?
-Thank you. -You're welcome.
So is this a bad time?
No. I was just doing laundry.
Come in.
Are you washing clothes or making a Molotov cocktail?
Shit.
It looks like you've never used a washing machine before.
You've never used one before?
-Didn't your parents teach you? -My parents didn't use it either.
-Estela did that. -Estela?
-Please, don't laugh. -Sorry.
Don't laugh. I'm trying to be a little more independent and less…
…like a rich kid.
-So you think that too? -Come on.
You're almost 30, and you've never used a washing machine.
But don't let that stop you if you really want to learn.
The most important part is separating lights from darks.
Done.
Okay. And…
what would happen if I mixed two contrasting pieces of clothing?
Well, what would happen is
your blouses wouldn't be immaculate anymore.
Carmen.
I was thinking we should take this home.
-What are you doing? -Isn't it cool?
Can you stop, please? This is embarrassing. Focus.
What do you think about this one? This color may seem strange,
but that's okay because I wear lipstick for me,
not to please others.
Then why do you care what I think?
Yeah, right.
Yes, I understand. But, let me try this one.
Did you see it?
This one here.
This one is more cheerful, right?
More like me.
I actually use lipstick depending on my mood,
not as an accessory.
That's good to know.
Try this one.
Honey, this isn't even lipstick. This is highlighter.
-Yeah. -Yes.
And, oh!
Look at this one. This one here is really pretty.
This is so light it just gives you a little shine.
But wearing no make-up isn't the same as being naked, you know?
I do know, yes.
Because wearing makeup is an option for women, not an obligation.
And is reading my campaign an option or obligation?
You're tearing apart all my ideas.
Yes.
What?
-Look, you can't present that. -You see?
Do you know how humiliating it is when someone tries to fix your work?
-I know. -Even more if it's you.
You talk about trust and working together.
-You snooped on my computer. -Don't mix things up.
I don't want this to affect our relationship.
I agree with that.
Okay.
What are you doing?
Where are you going? Wait for me, please. Don't leave like that.
Borja, wait, please.
Where are you going?
Go to your place. I'll go to mine and see you at the presentation.
-No. -This way we won't mix things.
But…
God.
-You're so sexy when you concentrate. -What are you doing here?
-I haven't heard from you lately. -That was my intention.
I don't know if you understood me, but it's over.
Is this some kind of trick to make me suffer?
You're really a textbook jerk.
This isn't the first time this story's been told.
You tell me it's over, two weeks pass,
I come here, and we have the best fuck of our lives.
Let me tell you the new story.
I say, "It's over," and I don't call you again.
You come here, and I ignore you because I have work to do.
-Can we meet up later and talk? -No.
-You're that busy? -So busy I had to buy a new planner.
And guess what?
There's no slot for you.
GOODBYE SERGIO
WASTE IN THE SEA AND ITS ENVIRONMENTAL IMPACT
YOU'RE ALMOST DONE!
IMPOSTOR HAS BEEN UPLOADED SUCCESSFULLY!
CONGRATULATIONS! YOUR BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE.
Girls, this is it. It's official.
My book is online.
I have to thank all of you, and not just for helping me publish it.
Lola, thank you for giving me the confidence to take this step.
If you weren't so annoying, I'd spend all week in sweatpants
and I'd never shower.
SERGIO - MISSED CALL
SERGIO - ONE MESSAGE
TWO MESSAGES
And thanks, Nerea.
You made a huge change to be true to yourself.
Thanks for ridding me of my fear and helping me focus on the future.
SERGIO - LOLA, ANSWER THE PHONE, WE NEED TO TALK.
I LEFT MARTA. CALL ME, PLEASE.
SERGIO - YOU BLOCKED THIS CONTACT
Carmen, thanks to you I learned
that feelings you don't express get stuck.
As you told me once, "If you need to cry, cry."
"If you need to laugh, laugh."
"And if you don't know what to do,
write."
So, thanks to you all,
Impostor is just the title of a book written by Valeria Férriz.
Life is too short to wait for things to happen.
If you want something, you have to make it happen.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick it happen.