A NETFLIX SERIES
TROYA DELIVERIES
Don't move, we're drivi… You're driving.
Don't do that while we're moving. I know you.
CALLING BORJA…
BORJA - USER BUSY
DÍAZ AND ASSOCIATES
DEAR NEREA, WE CANNOT OFFER YOU A POSITION AT THIS TIME.
LALÁ BOOKSHOP
I bet I spend more time here than anyone else.
Have you been here before?
I come every week.
I'm a writer.
I just published my book.
This one? It's selling like hotcakes.
No, you don't have it in stock. I self-published.
Well, in digital format.
I took a risk,
but it allowed me to stay true to myself and gave me--
That'll be 32.90.
Do you want a bag?
No.
No, thank you.
HI VALERIA FÉRRIZ!
PAYMENT MADE
Thank you.
How many copies have you sold?
BASED ON THE NOVELS BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT
If you have this number, you get a free drink!
2.3 A BOOK ISN'T JUST A BOOK
-Seven. -No!
Three!
Yes!
The number of books I've sold, three.
-It's pathetic. -What did you expect?
-To be a bestseller after a week? -Way to cheer me up.
Borja and I are a bit behind on your marketing plan.
He's still not answering?
He doesn't even let it ring or go to voicemail like, "Hey, I'm busy."
-He just declines my calls. -Did she say 45?
-No, 55. -Christ alive.
For the record, I read your book and I already told you I loved it.
You're not just saying that?
You made me the sex-legend friend. How could I not like it?
I read it twice.
Really? Because you don't have enough money for other books.
That and because I gobbled it up.
-Really? -What did she say?
I read it in one go.
Since Borja isn't talking to me I have a lot of free time.
Fuck.
-What? -One, two, and three.
-You're my three sales. -What about your family?
I haven't told them or Adrián.
I talk about my infidelity. He'd hate me forever.
You could have used literary license.
I should've published under a pen name.
Don't worry, nobody knows about your book.
-Dude! -I mean for the time being.
Be patient with the sales.
Sometimes we ask too much of ourselves.
Come on! Hey!
Twenty-nine!
Listen, did you hear that? It's not just a number.
It's the "deadline age" for success.
-Twenty-nine? -That's why you're stressed.
It's also why I'm not making progress on my presentation.
-I'm too drunk to follow you. -I'm serious.
When's the last time you went on vacation? How many job interviews have you had?
Am I the only one feeling the pressure to succeed before I'm 30?
When you turn 30, people see you as a walking uterus.
I heard a colleague distinguishing between women who are creators and procreators.
As if you couldn't be both at once.
-Or neither. -Bingo!
-Did I hear "bingo"? -No.
-No, put your hand down. -Here. Bingo!
-She just won. -It was a mistake.
-Let's grab that table over there. -Okay.
-I can't take you anywhere.
-Let's sing! -Yes, please.
-I'll finish this and go. -How embarrassing.
-Stop it. -Me, naked?
-Yes. -Well, maybe just topless.
-Let's get dinner later. -I have a Hoop date. It's the new Tinder.
How do you keep up with all those apps?
Go with the flow, my friend.
Still no word from Sergio?
He ghosted me.
-That's for the best, right? -I've got a date too.
Dinner with Víctor. Supposedly.
"Supposedly"?
-What did you add to this? -Curry.
No! Why? It's disgusting.
I learned it in Berlin.
-Did you? -Yes.
What else did you learn?
-The movie's starting. -I don't care.
-We'll miss the beginning, it's important. -I don't care.
Let's go.
This says it's like a ballet.
Yeah, it's a version of Swan Lake but with contemporary dance.
It's not pointe ballet, it's more… What?
What is it?
You look too beautiful.
You need something like that. A fuck buddy.
Víctor is perfect if you don't want to commit.
She can skip all the crazy relationship stuff.
Sure, absolutely. That's the good thing about not having a relationship.
Don't tell me you want a relationship.
-Who said that? -You thought it.
-No way. -She made that face.
-Her chopping-onion face. -The intense one.
-Allergy eyes. -I don't do that.
Sure you don't.
Hey, it's Víctor, and I know him.
Don't expect brunch and a shared Netflix account.
I don't! I just wonder if the only thing we have in common is sex.
What's the problem?
Well, it's new to me.
I'm trying to get used to the idea of a flexible relationship.
Did you tell your boss about your new job offer?
-Come on! -Wow!
-Now that's how you change the subject. -I'm just asking!
Yeah, I know.
She gave me a new project for some gyms.
And, by the way,
I get a free aerial yoga class, and I can take whoever I want.
That's perfect! Val's flexible now.
Right?
Wait, did we go past…? We did, right?
Yes, it was like three streets…
So here, at the…
third one, here.
-Number 11. This is it. -Wait.
-What? -I love it when you smile like this.
-No, wait. I want to do something. -Yeah, me too.
I want to do something that doesn't involve sex.
Or at least in the beginning. Okay?
-Let's go in then? -Yes.
Are you sure?
-And this place? -What do you mean?
-What is it? -You'll see. It's a surprise.
-Did someone recommend it? -I'll tell you later.
See that girl?
That's Luna Miguel. My favorite poet.
-I love poetry. -Yeah, right.
This is an aperitif with poetry on the couch.
Strangers come to an apartment to listen to her.
I see.
-Víctor, soon you'll know my set by heart. -I'll never get tired of it.
I told you I liked poetry.
-Want something to eat? -No.
So, you've been here before. It's a bit weird to come on your own.
-It's normally just couples. -Well, like us.
Well, I mean couples… couples.
Macaroons! They took my advice.
It's amazing you know Luna Miguel.
You know, I like learning new things about you.
About us. What we're like,
what we are.
-Slowly. -Of course.
-Want some? -Yes.
I love taking things slow but always knowing where I'm headed.
Which makes me wonder,
you and I…?
The recital is about to start.
You and I
should take a seat.
-Lola, can we talk? -In any language you want except yours.
-I've been calling you all week. -Stop lying.
-You haven't answered my texts. -What texts?
Sergio, it's over. Stop trying. You and I have nothing left to talk about.
Give me five minutes at least.
You had months. Sorry.
You're the reason I left Marta.
Because I want to be with you.
You don't have anything to say?
Everything okay?
Yes, fine.
Let's get out of here.
Today I'll be clear with you
I'll be more than clear to get out of here
"You ask me for a happy poem." "What do you want me to say?"
"I believe in love."
"What most excites me in life is eating pizza on Sunday."
"I love holding sperm between my legs
until the liquid drips out, drop by drop, to the cold floor of my dream."
"You ask me for a happy poem…"
I want to be flexible,
but I also want to know where this is headed.
Can we talk about this later?
It's just that later we never talk. All we do is fuck.
Sorry, yeah.
Get up.
"I read a book where the protagonist kills her cat."
I stepped on your foot. I'm sorry.
"…where two lovers break up."
Don't laugh.
Don't laugh. I'm being serious.
We've been seeing each other for weeks, and I didn't even know you like poetry.
After seeing Adrián for a few weeks, you got married.
-That wasn't a great idea. -Adrián has nothing to do with this.
He does. You only think about the past and the future,
and you don't enjoy what's in between.
How can I? I don't know anything about you.
I don't know what your favorite food is.
Ceviche.
-Or how you take your coffee. -Americano. Black.
-Really? -Yes.
When's your birthday?
Next week.
Right.
Seriously. It's next week.
What?
You're a Libra?
Sorry.
How old is he going to be?
No idea. I was so in shock I didn't ask.
Right. Thirty-five?
-Less, don't you think? -Light-colored eyes can be deceiving.
Tell me how you're doing.
As dry as the Manzanares river, girl. You know what makes me feel the worst?
I criticized Borja's ideas, but what do I have?
A promising future and a brilliant mind?
Yeah, one that can't come up with a decent campaign.
Remember this. My shittiest moment on both a professional and personal level
was what inspired me to write Impostor.
Yeah, but I need to sell more than three lipsticks.
I texted Borja and told him to buy the book for the marketing campaign.
But, surprise, he didn't answer.
IMPOSTOR, FOUR SALES
He just bought it.
Well, at least I know he's getting my texts.
What are you going to get Víctor?
All I know about him is that he likes ceviche and Americano coffee.
Please, don't even think of getting him a cookbook.
If I knew what was going on between us…
-What does that have to do with it? -A lot.
Hey, I could give him The Light Years, but it's a saga.
Am I saying I want to buy him all five books?
-That would be like proposing. -A little.
I could go for a classic, Pride and Prejudice,
but that wouldn't be sincere.
What I have with Víctor is riskier.
Do you prefer the 1995 or the 2005 film adaptation?
Colin Firth!
But it doesn't matter,
literary adaptations always get criticized.
Yeah.
Maybe I shouldn't get him anything. That's what we have, nothing.
Just choose a book and stop driving yourself crazy.
No. It's not just a book.
It's a gift of words, intimacy, moments alone.
It's a message in and of itself.
"A message in and of itself."
Of course.
Of course, moments. It's a message in and of itself.
-Well done. I need to get to work. -What did I say?
-Love you. Thank you so much! -Help me!
No, I can't!
What do you want?
SERGIO - TWO WEEKS AGO
A LITTLE LATER. I WANT TO…
MARTA'S NOT WORKING, SO IT'LL BE HARD TO MEET UP.
I HAVE PLANS WITH THE GIRLS.
I'LL STOP BY AT SIX. I WANT YOU.
LATER. I WANT TO GO HOME AND SHOWER.
CONTACT BLOCKED
CONTACT UNBLOCKED
Are you okay?
What's wrong? You've been acting strange all afternoon.
Nothing's wrong.
I'm fine. Really.
I'm here.
If you want to talk or you need to express…
I don't want to love you
We're history
Today isn't
Just another day
Today isn't
Just another day
I'm not getting up early
Today
You won't say
Good morning to me in the hallway
Adri!
I told you I'd stop by to pick up my things, remember?
-Is this a bad time? I can come… -No.
-No. Come in. I'm sorry. -It'll just be a minute.
It's weird to see
your home like this, as an outsider.
I know.
I felt like that when I came back from Valencia.
Without you, it's like a different place.
-Do you want a beer, some water, tea? -No. Thank you.
-Okay. -I wanted to look for some negatives.
Maybe they're still here. Can I take a look?
Of course! Look for whatever you need. It was… It is your house.
How's the book going? When is it getting published?
It's going to be pretty delayed, actually.
They asked me to make last-minute changes and you know me…
-I'll go get your box. -Okay.
CALLING VÍCTOR…
Thank God you're here. I have an interview.
What do you think? Don't tell me I look boring because…
-What's wrong? -Did you block Sergio?
Yes, I did.
Let's see if I understand.
I open my home to you, and you do this to me.
And what did I do exactly?
Let you move on? Push you towards healthy relationships?
-See you smile when you talk about guys? -That was my decision to make.
No! It was his. That was the problem. It was always his decision.
Can you hear yourself? You criticize him for making decisions for me,
but you're doing the same thing.
-You deserve better. -Better?
Better? I don't want someone better. Maybe you're the one who's got a problem.
You can only accept perfection. Look at you, not one wrinkle.
But the world isn't like that. You can't change people.
You'd rather settle for crumbs?
He left Marta, for me.
-You think that'll change things? -I want to find out.
You can't hate me for trying to stop this.
I know,
but I love him.
I know.
And so does he.
Do me a favor.
No matter how much you love him…
always love yourself more.
VÍCTOR - USER OFFLINE
No luck? If you're in a rush, I can look--
No. Can I check the bedroom?
-Are you meeting the girls? -No, not at all.
It must be a package I was waiting for. You…
Yeah.
-Are you okay? -No.
I called you, but your phone was off. Can we do this some other time?
Is this because of what we talked about?
-What? -Me not telling you what's up with us.
No.
No, it's… I've got a migraine.
Yeah, a migraine. A really bad migraine.
It's from staring at the computer for so long.
Right. Maybe I don't want to put a label on us,
and maybe I need more time than you, but I'm certain I want to be with you.
And
I want to invite you to my birthday with my family.
What?
It's a casual thing, but I'd like them to meet you.
Really?
Really.
Well, yes. Of course.
But I need to…
-Sure. You need to rest. -Yes.
-Did you take something? -No. Later, if I need it.
-I'm… -You need to be in the dark.
I found them.
So, what's up? Have you eaten?
Well…
PHARMACY
I GOT YOU SOMETHING FOR YOUR MIGRAINE.
-Are you okay? You sure? -Yeah.
Go to parks to take photos like…
-Nerea Bernal? -Yes, that's me.
Follow me, please.
Well…
So,
I read your résumé.
I see you haven't worked at many law firms.
Is everything okay?
I'll just leave now and save us both some time.
-Excuse me? -Yeah, I know how this goes.
I've only worked at my parents' law firm,
and you're looking for someone experienced.
I've worked hard for everything I have.
I don't doubt that, but I don't understand--
You have no idea how many interviews I've gone to this month.
I'm 29. While my friends are wondering when they'll achieve success,
I'm wondering if I can make ends meet. And I'm sorry, but I'm tired.
I'm tired of feeling judged while I keep my mouth shut.
Thanks.
Girls, this is work.
After this I need you in focus-group mode over some beers.
-You said yoga was stupid. -I still say that about kundalini.
I haven't had sex in days, I'm wasting away, and this is free.
This looks dangerous to me.
Anything that involves physical exercise looks dangerous to you.
Once I went to a guy's house, and he had one of these. I didn't do bad.
-From Tinder? -No, online Parcheesi.
Girl, you're unstoppable.
Ladies, we'll start with some stretches.
Place your left leg in the swing and open your right arm.
Sergio left Marta.
What?
He wants us to give it a shot.
I still wonder if a toxic relationship can ever change.
Now let's swap legs.
At least you know your relationship status.
It went from fuck-buddy Víctor to him inviting me to his parents' house.
What?
-Sorry. -He said it was an informal thing.
Informal is going to a movie or screwing. Meeting the parents is different.
Now, place the swing behind your shoulder blades.
And, very slowly, you're going to open up your chest.
-Carmen, do you know Borja's parents? -No.
Good.
-Hey, why's that? -You just opened a can of worms.
I don't know why that's considered a good thing.
Family only causes fights, problems and Christmas commitments.
Silence, ladies.
Now, lean back and open up your chest.
God, I really needed this.
I got an email from the place I interviewed at last week.
-Good news? -I doubt it.
I probably left something there, aside from my pride.
Isn't it dangerous to hang like this so long?
They say it can fuck up your balance liquid.
You're lucky you've got good genes because fitness is not your thing.
-Okay, ladies. Now let's do the bat. -The what?
Lean back, grab hold of the swing,
hook your legs around it and let yourself fall back.
Carmen, are you still inspired by what I said for your ad campaign?
"Makeup is a language. Express yourself."
That's my Carmen.
Sounds great. But that means that women
who don't know how to do their makeup have problems communicating.
Look. See, I'm not that bad at sports.
We're going to go back very slowly. Grab hold of the swing
and slowly pull yourself back up.
-Val! -Are you okay?
-Yes. -Holy crap.
Happy birthday.
Thank you.
Your seat belt.
Okay.
-Wait up. -I don't like being late.
Are you nervous? You barely said a word in the car.
I'm not nervous. You're not the first girl I've brought to my parents' house.
Víctor.
-White, right? -Yes.
I thought it'd be more intimate.
-It's also my twin sister's birthday. -You have a twin sister?
Mom.
Darling.
-How's your day so far? -Good. Yours?
Very well. Well, we are a little tipsy.
Your dad and I decided to do a wine-tasting before the party.
-Oh, is that Valeria? -Yes.
Valeria.
-Oh, my! It's so nice to meet you. -Hello.
Come here.
You're gorgeous.
-So are you. -Make yourself at home. And forget that.
-There are red wines. Get a Rioja. -Great. Perfect.
-Should I introduce you to the others? -Okay.
Hey, your mom's lovely.
Carol.
-This is my twin sister, Carolina. -Hi.
Nice to meet you. Congrats! How far along are you?
Eight months. I can't wait for this alien to come out.
-Don't say that about my nephew. -Shut up.
This is her husband, Peter.
A pleasure.
Over there, as you might have guessed, is my father, Víctor.
I brought a little dessert.
Now I see I should have brought more.
No, it's perfect. Thanks, sweetie.
-Where's Aina? She's my little sister. -Aina's late, as usual.
Time to eat. You can take a seat.
Come on.
Come with me. Let's put this in the kitchen.
-Mom. -I'll bring her back in a second.
-Sorry. -That looks delicious.
Thank you.
-Can I help? -No, have a seat.
-A glass of Rioja? -Sure.
I'm so glad you came.
Really. Víctor doesn't usually tell us about many girls.
He told you about me?
Yes.
So much so that I bought your book this morning.
You're the first person I don't know that bought my book.
Am I? I won't be the last, you'll see.
-I've loved everything I've read so far. -I want to read it too, Valeria.
But I'm not sure I'm ready to know what my brother's like in bed.
He's wonderful.
Mom, please.
-From what I've read… -Kill me, please.
Don't worry. She's a sexologist. You can't make her blush.
You were right to leave your husband.
-Mom! -Come on, Caro!
Look, when sexual relationships aren't satisfying,
that's a symptom of deeper problems.
You heard it from a professional.
I never thought my first conversation with Víctor's family
would be about my sex life.
-This looks delicious. Can I? -No, hands off.
What's up?
We were talking about your sex scenes in her book.
You know Mom.
We were talking about how I did the right thing leaving Adrián.
And who said you left him?
Well, we're separated.
You still wear your ring.
Let's take this out. We'll wait for you outside.
-After you. -Thank you.
What was that about?
-It's just a piece of metal. -No, it's not.
Every time I see it, I see him.
Adrián isn't a part of my life anymore.
Why didn't you tell me he was at your place?
I don't want you to lie to me like you lied to him.
You could have told me instead of making a scene in front of your mom.
I wanted to avoid an uncomfortable situation.
Uncomfortable for who? For you? For us?
Val, grow up. Tell Adrián once and for all that we…
-"That we" what? -You know.
No, honestly, I have no fucking clue.
Labeling this wouldn't make it any better.
Be honest. Are you going to get a divorce?
Wait, let me see if I get it.
You can't put a name on what we are,
but you can demand that I put a name on what I have with Adrián.
I'm trying to grow up, but hanging out with babies makes it hard.
-"With babies"? -Yes.
Happy birthday, Víctor.
-I'm leaving. Something's come up. -Don't worry, it's okay.
Thank you.
Bye.
Leave
The dark now
It's light out
You're following your head
Ready
To run with
That fantasy
That doesn't make any sense
They say time heals everything
But I have to see how
Your tears flood the city
We need clarity
Time passes and nothing changes
Broken, unhealed heart
Your tears flood the city
We need clarity
Time passes and nothing changes
Broken, unhealed heart
Shouting in silence
To not wake
All that pain
In others
Flaming red…
FIVE SALES
…hell
That will soon be heaven
You'll see
They say time heals everything…
Ladies, I've had a shitty day and need to see you.
But I'm tired of listening to myself and don't want to think.
It's been too long since we've gone out.
…nothing changes
Broken, unhealed heart
Let's forget everything tonight.
Congratulations. You start on Monday.
Come, I'll show you around.
I'm sure you all can give me a reason to celebrate.
Any joy would be the perfect excuse to buy you a round of shots.
I can't afford a round of cocktails.
-Can you sign, please? -Yes, sure.
-Here. -That's really good. I'd buy it.
-You would? -Yes.
-Bye. -Thanks.
But it's really about spending time together.
With all this Adrián and Víctor stuff, sometimes I forget to tell you
that you girls are my best love story.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick f, sometimes I forget to tell you