A NETFLIX SERIES
IMPOSTOR, PART TWO BY VALERIA FÉRRIZ
BEAUTIFUL FLAT OPPOSITE THE PRADO MUSEUM
MY RELATIONSHIP WITH ADRIÁN HAD DIED SLOWLY. LIKE A LONG ILLNESS…
WE ORGANIZE YOUR EVENT
-It's a connect-the-dots. -It's a dick.
Look.
-Oh, my God. -Yum.
-Can you wait a second? -Wait, I want a piece.
-Girls, please. -It looks so good.
-Oh my God! -Wow.
-Look. -The tip of my piece broke off.
Let's see.
Delicious.
-An eight. -Hang on.
Seven and a half.
-Eight for me too. -Thanks.
-Really? -Six.
It's got too much onion.
Don't hate on onions. You'll bring down our average.
To find the best omelet in Madrid, we have to be picky.
-But… -Look.
Look at it.
It's looking at you.
Six and a half.
OK! This year's "omelet challenge" has officially begun!
What an omelet has united no onion can divide.
Is that directed at me?
Hey, look me in the eyes when you toast.
BASED ON THE NOVELS BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT
-Well, this looks promising. -Four slices, please.
I'll get these to celebrate my new apartment with Borja.
-You found one? -Almost.
We're seeing the first one today.
Shouldn't you see more before you decide?
I don't need to see more omelets to know this one's the best.
The same goes for apartments.
No, shit.
Fuck. This won't happen with my apartment, OK?
And what about you, Miss "Free As A Bird"?
-Have you seen Carlos? -Yes, on Monday.
Miguel on Tuesday. Dani on Thursday.
Javi on Friday and then Dani again.
-How do you do it? -That's what her red address book is for.
I won't kiss and tell because I'm classy.
But this omelet isn't the best thing I've had in my mouth this week.
We're eating.
Right. You and Olga just knit together.
-I haven't seen her in a while. -Why? What happened?
I've been busy since I went freelance.
I think she's busy, too. We haven't talked.
I need more beer to get this omelet down.
It's drier than I am.
Starting my new novel is hard, and it's stressing me out.
When I'm stressed, I can't write.
-And not writing stresses me out. -We get it.
-As a freelancer, I can help. -You've been a freelancer a week.
I'm more organized than you.
You need a routine to work from home. Working hours, like in an office.
Set an alarm to write at a set time every day.
-But before 10:00 a.m. -Come on!
Exercise is great for clearing your mind.
-We can go running. -Me and exercise…
I'm still in pain from that bat yoga thing we did.
-Really? -Get yourself on a schedule.
-Whatever you do, don't write in your PJs. -Why?
If you don't change right away, you'll be stuck in them all day.
You have to commit.
Only omelets are good half done.
-It's so dry. -Another round.
Baby, did you see this?
Views over all of Madrid. There's Torrespaña.
-See it? -Yes.
The view is incredible.
It's a very spacious apartment with lots of natural light.
-It's street facing. -"Spacious" is enough to win me over.
It's not… It looked bigger in the photos.
-Baby! -No, it didn't.
Did you see this? It has two sinks, not one.
See?
It has little birds.
-Is there central heating? -Yes.
No, sorry. Natural gas.
-That's really expensive. -Come on, honey.
And the kitchen's not hidden inside a closet.
Yeah, it's big, but who's going to clean it?
There's also a telephone socket in every room
and three in the living room.
Great! If we lived in the '90s when people used landlines.
-Borja. -The price is as stated.
Plus two months for the commission and deposit.
Two months? We have to pay you to show us the apartment?
No, this isn't the apartment.
OK, look.
-Can we talk for a sec? -Sure.
Will you excuse us a second? Thanks.
You said you liked this apartment when I showed you the ad.
-But there's a big down payment. -Yeah.
Let's think about it for a few days.
It'll be rented in a few days.
We'll find another one. No problem.
An apartment with these features is hard to find at this price.
See?
We've only seen one.
You know when it's the one.
You can feel it.
Do you mind if we talk in private?
Why?
So you can keep complaining? I'm not in the mood.
I'm so sorry for wasting your time.
I'm going to work. We'll talk later.
Did I say something wrong or…?
Do you want to see the garage or…?
Don't you…?
I finally had it all
And I gave you everything
You finally needed me
And then you never had me in mind…
-Hi. -Can you put this away for me, please?
Look who finally decided to show up.
That's not fair. I called you, too.
After ignoring me for days.
I texted you and told you I was busy with work.
Well, now I'm the one who's busy with work.
-Wait. Let me expl… -Class is starting. Get your things ready.
We're going to do a still life.
We'll use acrylic for color, OK?
Let's start with pencils.
Remember what I told you last week?
And I also looked
And I knew what was going to happen
Things were going well for me, too
I figured it all out
Fix your heating. It's like Lapland in here.
Yeah, I know.
There's no rush. That's why we live in the Mediterranean.
OK.
So, how's the second novel going?
Bad.
-I'm sure it's not that bad. -Yeah.
No, Lola!
No.
Don't look. Lola!
-I know what you're like. Don't look! -"Impostor, part two."
That's a shitty title. I hope the beginning is a little be--
You've only written the title?
Yes.
-But… -I told you I've got writer's block.
Val,
you could've written a paragraph, the date, anything.
Well, I'm not exactly sure what I want to write about.
I want this novel to be more about me and less about the people in my life.
Did you talk to Víctor?
-Not since my fight with Adrián. -Come on…
I don't know why, but whenever I'm with him,
I don't know,
I feel small.
Even smaller.
-Val. -I know, it's my fault and only mine.
I've always known what Adrián wanted and what Víctor doesn't want, but me--
You let men take the lead.
You complain constantly. You need to figure out what you want.
I'm not complaining.
You have to talk to Víctor.
I love you both,
and I'd like nothing more than to see you together, but…
Maybe you're not in the same place.
I have to pee.
Come in.
Yes, I bought tea for you.
-I hope it warms you up. -Thanks.
I'm sorry about what happened with Adrián.
But I'm even sorrier about how I reacted with you.
Don't worry about it.
You've been through a lot in a short time. It's normal.
That's why I wanted to talk to you.
The thing is,
apart from what Adrián said to me, I've been thinking.
Me too.
-Really? -Yes.
OK. Well, it's just that,
if I'm being honest with myself, I think what I need right now is…
Keys?
The keys to my house.
For you.
Say something.
It's just that…
I wasn't expecting that.
I've never given my keys to anyone before. You're the first.
But didn't you want to--
I don't know if I'll be able to give you everything you want,
but… I'd like to get as close as I can.
So?
Do you accept?
Everything sounds better with you
Everything goes quiet when you look at me
Everything sounds better with you
Everything sounds better with you…
-No. -No.
Everything sounds better with you
What?
YOU LOOKED SO PRETTY SLEEPING THAT I DIDN'T WANT TO WAKE YOU.
PS, ARE YOU REAL?
Girls! Who's up for breakfast at Víctor's--
-Don't spill. -I won't.
I've got a problem.
-I'll take it. -Give it to me.
Careful, it's hot.
-Come in. -Careful.
-Here. -What happened?
-It's cold out, isn't it? -Hi.
-Come in. -It's so warm in here.
Wow.
My expectations for a new apartment will be through the roof now.
Why are you here alone?
What?
I'm not moving in with him.
It's a gesture to make me feel more at home.
Surprise! You're letting him take the lead.
No, it's not like that.
No, these aren't just keys.
They're an open door.
Maybe this is the beginning.
You're a picture of strength, Val.
Who cares about all that "finding yourself" nonsense, right?
Feeling regret is better than thinking "what if?"
-What's that shit? -It's something Víctor always says.
Val's showing her personality by making it hers.
You're my friends. You could at least be a little happy for me.
Start by getting your own phrase for your mug.
It's finished.
It's your first day with his keys,
and it's like a scene out of a Tarantino movie. Come on!
Here's the cup you asked for.
It's not funny. I'll never get this stain out.
You could have period sheets,
like undies.
Raise your hand
if you've never stained sheets with period blood.
Liar!
-Did you try hydrogen peroxide? -What?
We can just replace them.
-What's the brand? -Let's see. Here, look.
Three hundred euros?
I'd better get going with part two of my novel.
Or just write the date.
Who the hell has 300-euro sheets?
You're asleep when you use them.
He's allergic to some fibers.
To be on the safe side, he buys top-notch sheets and undies.
When he'd stay at my hotel, he always woke up with a rash.
-It was nuts. Poor guy. -At your hotel?
I meant when he stayed anywhere. I didn't say "my hotel."
Yes you did.
Sorry.
Lola?
TWO MONTHS?
THREE MONTHS?
If I told you we went out for two or three months, you'd have had a fit.
Were you hooking up for 2 or 3 months?
I don't know. We're not ten years old. Who keeps count?
-Me. -And me.
No, I don't.
I mean, no, and actually, when she told me about the blow job,
I didn't exactly react well.
Thank you.
That's why you didn't tell me?
-I did. -No.
Yes. I told you at the time.
The guy I met in Berlin. We connected on a deeper level than just sex.
As time went on, we fucked less and talked more
and decided we'd make better friends than lovers.
-I'm freaking out. -See?
A fit.
It wasn't worth telling you. At first, it seemed like a fling.
Then I didn't want to confuse you.
I'm sure you wouldn't have hooked up with him.
Yeah, and anyway, that was ages ago, right?
Yeah, exactly.
I'm sure that, sexually speaking, now Lola's more like an amoeba to Víctor.
Exactly.
Is something burning?
-The cup! -I forgot!
Shit! I burned myself!
-Good afternoon. -Hi.
-I'm Nerea Bernal. -Yes.
-Where's Olga? -Up there.
-Thanks. -Sure.
-Hi. -What are you doing here?
I'm working.
I know. That's why I signed up for the workshop.
-What? -I'm your student today.
Nerea, this is an advanced class.
-Really? -Yes.
I've always been pretty good at drawing.
-Here? -Yes.
-Your coverall. -Thanks.
-Hello. -Hel--
Are you still mad about the apartment?
-I didn't know you liked it that much. -I had started packing.
I only packed one box. I'm not crazy.
I don't get it. You said you loved the pictures.
You said it was just what we were looking for.
-Suddenly, all you did was complain. -My mom. I'll call her back.
-This is actually about…? -Yes?
It's just that…
The thing is, I have high standards.
No, Borja. Look at this place, OK?
This is not having high standards. That place was perfect.
What's wrong?
I haven't told my folks.
There it is.
-I have to find the right time. -OK.
You need permission to move in with your girlfriend?
Come on, you're 30, not 16.
Try to understand. They're getting old. I'm an only child.
Those are just excuses to not live with me.
-That's it. -No.
-No? -No.
I have to prepare them for this kind of news.
I'm sure that when they meet you, they'll love you.
-Of course. -Yes.
I have to go.
Mommy?
Yes, I'm sorry. I'm on my way.
It's better if we don't see each other
I prefer you stay far away
The bars on my cage
Were your idea…
It's really good.
Perhaps you could add some more shading here.
And careful with this curve here.
But the rest is great.
What do you think?
Not bad.
It's… different.
You're right, I've been a little MIA.
-A bit? -But there's no need to be mad.
I'm going to be honest.
Your drawing is crap.
But there's something good about it.
You've taken a chance on it, even if you don't have a fucking clue.
Thanks?
You took a chance on this painting.
You took a chance on work.
Will you take a chance on me?
Well, I'm here.
No.
Stop dancing around the issue.
Be honest, Nerea.
Do you want something serious with me?
Focus on the background. It's the easiest part.
No, wait.
Let it cook in its own juices, without oil.
Check out the chef.
It's a trick Virginia taught me.
Virginia.
Your friend.
JEALOUS?
INSECURITY
I got my period this morning.
And…
I stained your sheets.
I'm so sorry. I swear I'll replace them.
Well, as soon as I can save up or get a loan.
You don't need to replace them.
-Seriously? -Of course not.
I also burnt a pot with my menstrual cup by mistake.
Did you flood the bathroom, too, or are you saving that?
No, but I did knock over a bottle of wine and a glass.
And I broke your spice rack, so there's no pepper, cinnamon, or cloves.
Or rice.
It was full of glass.
Anything else?
No.
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
Don't be sorry.
Just remind me to get better home insurance.
You dick.
-But I'm going to hold onto you. -Yeah?
So you don't break anything else.
Careful.
-What about the salmon? -You're the salmon.
He's good at it, isn't he?
But arch your back or something.
Like this.
Are you OK?
I'm fine.
-Come up here. -OK.
Seriously?
It's a belt, not a safe.
Got it?
-Should I get it? -Yeah.
OK.
Missionary?
-I'm so disappointed in you. -Stop.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
It's nothing.
I need to go to the bathroom.
Coitus interruptus.
It's very common.
That never happened with me and Víctor, though.
-Leave me alone. -Who, me?
I'm a figment of your imagination. You have to get rid of me.
-Fuck. -I guess I'm staying.
This is all your fault. You should've told me about Víctor.
Sure, because when I tell you things, you always react maturely and reasonably.
You and Víctor are just friends. You told me that, and I know it's true.
I also told you I had no feelings for Sergio
and look.
Are you OK?
I'm tired. I should probably go home.
Why are you leaving? Is it something I said or did?
I feel overwhelmed.
By my novel.
I have to get back to writing.
That's a lie. She hasn't written anything.
Can't you write later?
We'll talk tomorrow, I promise.
Why do you care if I'm here?
Let him lead, like you always do.
-What are you doing? -Sorry.
I was checking something.
-What thing? -You on your way out?
Yes, I have to buy some gifts.
-I'll go with you. -OK.
That hurt.
Well,
sorry.
Wand or rabbit?
You're right, why pick just one?
Hey, when…
When you were with Víctor,
did you use these things with him?
Well…
No.
He never asked me to wear a strap-on.
You know what I mean.
You're so mysterious about Víctor.
It's only natural I'm curious.
You haven't even told me who broke it off.
It was so long ago. I don't remember what we did in bed.
Come on, try and understand me.
You're the goddess of sex. Madrid's Aphrodite.
My sensual idol.
And I don't even know what this is for.
Honestly, me neither.
Val,
this isn't a competition.
When there's chemistry, what more do you need?
Am I being stupid?
Very. It's due to your chronic low self-esteem.
But the sex goddess and Madrid's Aphrodite stuff is true.
Look.
I hope one day you look at yourself and see what I see.
-Hey, Elena. -Hi.
Where is the Erika Lust and Lucie Blush collection I ordered?
You forgot.
YOU ARE THE BEST MOMMY IN THE WORLD
Hello.
Sorry, I'm not interested.
No! Wait.
I'm Carmen.
-Carmen? -Borja's girlfriend.
My son doesn't have a girlfriend.
Oh, I'm sorry!
This is apartment 3B, right?
-Yes. -OK.
Then your son does have a girlfriend.
I would know. I'm his mother.
I would know. I'm fucking him.
Right?
Carmen.
Who is this girl?
Yeah, who am I?
This is… Carmen.
Come in. Sit down.
Take a seat.
How can you be so picky about the apartment when you sleep here?
I can explain.
OK, I can't wait to hear it.
-Would you like some coffee? -No, Mom, thanks.
-You want some? -No, I'm OK, thanks.
OK, then. Let's hear it.
-OK. -Yes?
Sorry. Honey fritters?
-Yummy. Thanks, Mommy. -You know I love you.
Thank you.
You really prefer this over living with me?
-This? -No, not that.
Living like a teenager with your mom coming in without knocking.
-I'm going to put in a load of laundry. -Look, there are some socks here.
-And you can take these too. -Wow.
OK, then.
-They're my parents. -And I'm your partner.
Have you tried these?
-Are you fucking kidding me? -No, they're delicious.
Puri.
Carmen.
Can you imagine having these views from your house?
Right?
Why are other people's photos so great, and I always look like shit?
It's all filters.
-Who is this hottie? -Víctor's ex.
Well, his friend.
She's not that pretty.
I don't look like that when I walk.
Are you going to tell me where we're going or what?
We've got tickets for a concert at Fula.
Surprise.
I know you said you're OK, but you seem down.
We want to help.
Well, thanks.
We don't have to go if you don't want to. We can stay here and have a drink.
Well, we can go and see what it's like.
It'll cheer you up. You can meet girls.
Or we could go to my place and order pizza.
-Sure. -I'm craving carbonara.
Seriously? The plan was to cheer Nerea up,
and now you want to depress us all.
What's up with you?
Well,
I don't know if Borja's ready to commit.
Look, if Borja's not ready for the commitment you want,
when you're an amazing woman, maybe you should…
What's wrong with you?
I realized you're right. I have no self-esteem.
-And with Víctor, it's even worse. -You're right.
-You think so too? -Yes.
I know I'm the problem.
OK.
I want to be with Olga.
I knew it. Sorry, go on.
Since I quit, I've been focused on my business and ignored her.
-Now it's the other way around. -Maybe she's just hurt.
Or I'm incapable of saying "I love you" or "I like you."
Fuck the concert. Come with me.
-Wow. -This is amazing!
Madrid's here.
-And just one step away is… -The void.
I brought you here for the metaphor.
Wasn't it for the drinks?
That too. But we're at a time in our lives
when we have to take a leap of faith.
What's down there?
Adulthood.
-No. -It's not so bad!
Girls, I'm going to be a cool old lady who travels the world
and hooks up with sexy retired men.
I want to be an elegant lady
who organizes magazine-worthy parties.
Yeah. Why not?
As long as I'm not like Borja's mom, I'll be happy.
And you?
You stopped loving me When I needed you
Oh, God.
You turned your back on me
You stopped loving me When I least expected it
When I loved you most You didn't feel like it anymore
I thought I was the biggest badass
But I can feel my heart now
You're squeezing too hard, stop it, baby
If you want, I'll tell you you're right…
Víctor, you have a visitor.
Thank you.
Give me a minute.
You stopped loving me When I least expected it
When I loved you most…
What a surprise.
I wanted to give these back.
Seriously?
I shouldn't need to define a relationship to feel good about myself.
It should be the exact opposite.
I need to be OK.
And I need to be alone.
Are you sure?
I'm getting tired of all this drama.
Me too.
That's why it's best if we stop going in circles.
Goodbye, Víctor.
You stopped loving me When I needed you
When I needed you the most
You turned your back on me
You stopped loving me When I least expected it
When I loved you the most
You didn't feel like it anymore
Hello?
PUBLISHING
WEBSITE PUBLISHED
Olga, I like you.
Olga!
Olga?
Girls, I know what kind of old lady I want to be.
I want to tell my grandchildren about my adventures,
but never stop having them.
Now what?
Great. So, I'll leave you to your new home.
-Thank you so much. -Thanks.
Well, congratulations.
Ow!
The lamp!
And my house will be full of books. It'll look really vintage.
And lots of them
will have been written by me.
By the way, you won't believe who called me.
No.
Shit.
No.
Coming!
I'm coming!
I don't have any bread.
And wine, well, I only have red because I don't drink white,
but I have beer if you want.
-Or water, or-- -Don't worry, Valeria.
This won't take long.
We've heard about the success of Impostor.
Do you still think it was a mistake to leave you?
Yes.
But we won't make the same mistake.
We want to buy the rights and publish it.
Under my name?
Impostor, by Valeria Férriz.
I'll be right back.
So? What do you say?
Yes. A definite yes.
Is it good?
It's a ten.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick it.