A NETFLIX SERIES
ONE MONTH LATER
IMPOSTOR, THE NEW LITERARY PHENOMENON
FRIENDS 4EVER - LOOK AT WHAT I JUST SAW
Everything's ready. All that's left to do is the posters.
Don't worry, everything's OK.
Yes, the estimate is the same.
BASED ON THE NOVELS BY ELÍSABET BENAVENT
"An unexpected hit."
"The voice of the millennial generation."
"The book everyone's talking about."
-Look at the sales. -Let's see.
Almost half a million copies sold.
Half a million? But that's…
A hit, Valeria.
We have to take advantage.
How about an Impostor book reading at a large bookshop?
With the press. We could make it a big event.
-No. -Why not?
Maybe an intimate reading would be better, something small.
OK, sounds good to me.
-It's your book, you're in charge. -I have the perfect person to plan it.
Great.
Need anything else?
Only if you have a spare hand.
You're going to have a hard time at the book fair.
Finally!
My signature was starting to look like a doctor's.
I've got to go.
I'll send a courier for them. Should they take your sister's too?
No, I'd like to give them to her myself.
They're not that heavy.
Fuck!
Víctor.
The voice of millennials.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
I'm going to go down the wrong path…
I'M DYING TO STRIP YOU OF YOUR LAYERS
I'm going to get into trouble
Play with fire, break the rules…
-How are you? -Good.
You?
Good too.
Go down your dangerous path
I'm going to light the fuse
How about we get a drink and catch up?
I haven't seen you since, you know…
I don't know, Víctor.
We should celebrate running into each other.
So, why did you stop drinking tea?
Only after 12:00.
Too much tea made me jittery, and I need to focus so I can write.
-Of course. -Yes.
Did you read it?
No.
I tried, but it brought back too many memories.
-I have to go. -But we just got our drinks.
I'm sorry. The thing is…
Víctor, we know how this goes.
I know what might happen if I don't leave right now.
Would that be such a bad thing?
I've got to go. Yes.
Val.
-OK, let me help you. -No.
I can do it alone.
Sorry.
Thanks for the herbal tea.
Has been leading up
To this exact moment
This goes here, and this…
Baby.
-Are you awake? -What's up?
Nothing.
So, look.
I was thinking we could do something special today
to celebrate our first month of living together.
-How? -We could stay in.
Order takeout, take a hot bath.
-Watch a movie together in bed. -That's what we do every day.
Well, yeah, honey, I know.
But watching the new season of RuPaul for the third time
while you drool on the cushion isn't my idea of romance.
Yeah.
The thing is, I have plans today.
-Oh. -With my mom.
-With your mom? -Yeah.
-With my mom. -What for?
-I'm helping her run some errands. -What errands?
Errands…
Mom-style errands.
Yup.
But we can do that another day.
-We have plenty of days ahead of us. -Right.
I'll call the girls and see what they're up to.
Yeah, you can do all those things with them.
-Hey, I'm off. -But--
Are you putting all that in here?
Yeah, why?
The living room looks kind of cluttered.
But, whatever.
Ciao.
-What do you want? -Me? Nothing.
-You don't want me to work here anymore. -What?
-No. -If you want to kick me out, I get it.
-I go from house to house stealing Wi-Fi-- -For you.
You wrote me a dedication?
"To Nerea, my model of courage."
"Thanks for teaching me how to find my own path."
"Thanks for organizing my book reading
and for saying 'yes' right away."
No way.
Hello?
Puri?
No, I thought he was out running errands with you.
I don't know, mom-style errands.
Oh, no.
I must have got the day mixed up.
Yes, of course, I'll tell him--
Bye.
I can't hire a company. It has to be you.
You're my best friend. You'd never forgive me if it didn't go well.
What could possibly go wrong?
I want something simple and small.
Thank God you're here. My stomach is grumbling.
-Ah, great… -Nothing you do could ever go wrong.
I just want something…
You can't turn down a job.
Don't you have some kind of code that forces you to accept?
-I'm an event planner, not a doctor. -Why won't you do it?
It's a great opportunity. Tell her.
Carmen!
-Nerea, help her. -No.
-Yes. -No.
Come on, please.
What if we fight over how to organize it? I don't want to mix business and friends.
If you won't do it, I'll tell Chus to cancel the reading.
Don't say that. It's your first novel.
Val has oat milk at lunch because it's sweeter.
See? No one knows me better than you.
Oh, you're going to do it.
-You're going to do it. -I didn't say that.
-Did you hear me say yes? -No, but I saw it in your eyes.
My eyes?
-You'll do it. -I said no.
Will you two shut up already?
What's wrong?
My boyfriend's bored of me
and makes up excuses to avoid making plans with me.
Fuck.
Carmen.
-What? -That's not true.
Yes, it is.
It's fucking true.
Why?
Dani, I'm almost there.
I came as fast as I could. You try running in heels.
Sorry.
-I waited outside for 20 minutes. -Sorry.
I couldn't get here sooner.
You look handsome, you troll.
I am handsome.
I didn't have time to grab a program.
Good.
Why?
Stay.
Do it for me.
-Hi. -Hi.
-Víctor Andradas? -Yes.
This is for you. Sign here, please.
Thanks.
You could never know me because I still didn't know myself.
But now, I know who I am. I wish you all the best.
Valeria.
I'm going to congratulate her. You coming?
I stayed for the concert, that's enough.
At least wheel me over.
Nice try, but I'm not falling for it. The floor's totally flat.
-I'll say "hi" for you. -No.
OK, will do.
OK, listen up. I have something for you.
-What? -I hope you like it.
What is it?
-Advent calendars! -I love it.
-It reminds me of my childhood. -Very Christmassy.
I've always thought those calendars were kind of stupid.
Really? It's chocolate. But if you don't want it…
Give it here.
But I still think they're stupid.
-Sure. -You're the curly-haired Grinch.
Lola, did you go to a concert?
No. Well, yes.
Yes.
It was my… mom's.
Look.
I went because my brother tricked me.
But you stayed?
Yeah, I stayed.
I stayed because I feel better since I broke up with Sergio.
And I feel like I have the strength to deal with it all.
And that's it.
Yeah, but, you just wanting to talk to her is a big step.
I didn't say I wanted to talk to her.
But you're thinking about it.
That's enough. Let's have some wine,
all of us.
-Yes, more wine. I want wine. -There's barely any left.
It's really good.
Look, a star. They're tasty.
Carmen, are you OK?
What?
You didn't talk to Borja, did you?
I don't know how.
Look,
just talk to him and say that, for living together to work,
you have to learn how to express your needs without lying.
Hello?
Val, is that you?
It's the "successful writer" effect.
I sound like I know what I'm talking about.
Víctor was right when he said you'd changed.
You saw Víctor?
-Why didn't you tell us? -It wasn't a big deal.
-You haven't seen him in ages. -Me neither, and I'm his friend.
It was brief. We bumped into each other and…
What did he say?
Well, he said you seemed different,
in a good way.
That the encounter was polite and diplomatic.
But I think it went in the spank bank.
-Lola! -What?
What did you do when you got home?
-But… -No, I don't want to know.
What did I tell you?
Can I have someone's day 15? It's praline, and I love it.
-I ate mine. -Hey.
-Give her yours. -Please.
Day 18?
Do you still have it?
You're thinking about Víctor, right?
We had our first kiss in that room.
Worse things have happened in there.
I also slept here with you the night I split up with Adrián.
Yeah.
I made love with Borja for the first time in your bathroom.
-That's true. -Yes.
Well, I did it with Olga on the washing machine.
-What? -Excuse me?
During the spin cycle? Like…
It'd be faster to tell you where I haven't had sex.
-That's for sure. -Hey, you know what?
-I should be getting royalties. -Why?
Half your book takes place in this apartment.
That's true.
Hang on.
Why don't we do the reading here?
-What? -Yeah.
Lola's right. Half the book takes place here.
-Would you let me? -Of course I would.
Could we?
I mean, we could,
but it's weird to do a reading in an apartment.
I like it. It's intimate and different.
Yes, exactly.
I'll think about it.
I didn't say yes.
-Did you hear…? -Kind of.
-Did you hear me say yes? -Come on, stop.
-Let's go out for a drink. -OK.
-My mouth's dry as hell. -I'm taking my calendar.
I need you to do me a favor.
I want to invite someone very special.
Hi!
Hi.
The brief took me three hours.
But it's done now.
-You'll have the report first thing. -Great.
First thing can also mean at 11:00.
Fabulous, Borja.
What's wrong?
I know about your mom.
-What happened to her? -She called.
-She called you? -I know you didn't see her.
-When? -Yesterday, Borja.
Yesterday.
Since when are you two friends?
If you wanted to be alone, you could've said so.
I don't have to explain myself.
So then there's no need to lie to me, is there?
-I didn't lie. -No?
-No. -I think you did.
No.
No?
I can explain, OK?
In the afternoon, I was just going to…
Are you going to look through my things now too?
The countertop's dirty, and your bag was going to get dirty.
Screw this.
Do you want to play?
No.
I just came to tell you that
your concert was great.
I was thrilled to see you.
What did you think?
It was strange.
When you started playing,
I stopped seeing my mom, and
I saw an artist.
You can see more than one thing. A mom, an artist, an ex.
A happy woman, a depressed one.
I'm a mix of them all.
I never meant to make you suffer.
But I refuse to feel guilty
for wanting to be more than one thing.
I have to go.
I have time before the concert. Let's get a drink.
I can't.
I just wanted to tell you that.
Lola.
If you ever want to tell me anything else, I'm here.
-Hello. -Hello.
The little runt finally finished something she started.
We're so proud.
You look beautiful.
-Hi, honey. -Hi, Dad.
So, this place we're going to…
Are they reading your book?
That's basically what a reading is.
Yes, but…
-All of it? -No.
That would take hours.
You sure you want to come?
-Yes. -Yes, of course.
-Yes. -Of course they do.
-Of course. -Let's get going.
-Take the elevator down. We won't all fit. -OK, we'll go ahead.
Great. Fabulous.
They're really happy for you.
But when they read your book, they didn't know it'd be so informative.
So informative.
-OK. -Give them a chance.
So, you ready?
Yes?
-Let's go. -Yes.
Just a second.
My coat, my keys. Let's go.
Hi! How are you?
-Go for it. -You'll do great.
-Valeria. -Hello.
The woman behind me is the head of our Mexican subsidiary.
Give her your best smile.
-Hello. -Guadalupe Barandela.
Valeria Férriz.
-Want one? -No.
I'm not hungry, thanks.
Look at her.
Poor thing. She's wondering where Víctor's hiding.
-Is he going to come? -I have no idea.
He's been so weird lately. Nothing would surprise me.
This calls for a toast.
-I'm going to get some food. -I thought you weren't hungry.
-Carmen-- -I'm going to talk to Val's folks.
Take this. I don't…
Are you Maximiliano?
Well, aren't you shy?
I like shy guys. I don't bite.
-So then, she turned up and-- -I'm sorry.
That light bulb is driving me crazy. It won't stop flickering.
-It's distracting me. -It doesn't matter.
-No one will notice. -Are you sure?
-I'm sure. -It's time to get started.
-Now? -Yes.
-It's all going great.
-Let's go. -OK.
I've never read for so many people. The book's kind of intimate.
Yeah.
That sucks.
If only you'd hired someone who knows you well to plan the reading.
What did you expect?
I've thought of everything.
-What? -Trust me.
Silence, please.
-Good evening, everyone. -Lola, enough.
And thank you very much for coming to this unique reading of Impostor.
Publishers often pat themselves on the back
for discovering a new writer who then goes on to be a success.
But that wasn't the case here.
The person who risked it all for her novel was Valeria.
We came along later.
All we've done is print it.
So, Valeria, thank you so much for trusting yourself first
and us second.
Valeria Férriz.
I don't…
I don't really like talking about myself,
even though I published a book about my life.
So, I just want to thank you all… for putting up with me,
for supporting me,
and, above all, for loving me.
Thank you.
Valeria has two ways of expressing herself.
Writing and sending never-ending voice messages to her friends.
But…
speaking in public is hard for her.
So tonight, some of those who know her best
are going to lend her our voices.
"Carmen didn't take long."
"When I opened the door, she and Borja were chatting happily
and laughing."
"They looked great together."
"I wasn't at all surprised by how Borja looked."
"He was exactly like I'd imagined him, just without the Bogart hat."
"He seemed like a pretty normal guy."
"Lola grabbed the jar of pickles
and took a swig of the brine."
"It was a miracle I didn't throw up."
"Then, she burped,
wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and carried on talking."
"Nerea and I had been friends for years."
"We met in a library."
"It was a strange coincidence,
one that made two people with nothing in common
utterly inseparable."
"We were polar opposites, but there we were,
joined at the hip."
Congratulations.
It's the first day I've left her since she was born.
-I can't stop looking at her photos. -Yeah.
I've become one of those moms I was always criticizing.
Well, it's your first time.
I guess.
In the beginning, well,
you'll feel guilty. But later,
you'll start to enjoy doing things on your own.
I hope so because
whenever I talk about her,
my nursing pads get soaked.
Do you mind?
No.
The thing is,
everyone takes childbirth classes, but no one teaches you about the guilt.
Some parts of motherhood are beautiful, of course.
But it also has its downsides.
One of them is invisibility.
When you take her to the park, everyone will call you "Mar's mom,"
but don't forget that you are still Rebeca.
I am.
If you're not invisible, your daughter won't be either.
You're so lucky your mom taught you that.
Yeah, I am.
-I guess I am. -No.
-No?
My milk spurts out when I get emotional. Where can I pump?
In there.
-Thanks. -No worries.
Hello.
Hi.
-You came. -Yes, I'm a bit late.
Sorry I missed the reading.
-Don't be. It went well. -Thanks for inviting me.
And Lucía.
-I'm glad you're doing well. -Same to you.
It's incredible what you're capable of.
I'm sorry I wasn't there when I should've been.
I wanted to be with you, I just didn't know how to tell you.
-OK, but now… -Yeah.
Yes, I know. It's too late now, but
I needed to tell you.
Thank you.
I think she's looking for you.
I'm going to get Olga.
-OK, I'm going. -Yes.
-See you. -Yeah.
She's too boho hippy for you.
-Miriam. -It's been so long, sweetie.
What a surprise.
Where did a snooty lawyer like you get such good taste?
-Turns out I've got a planner's soul. -Well, take note.
You're one waiter down. He's screwing your friend.
And in five minutes, you'll need to get more toilet paper.
There are a lot of weak bladders at this party.
What do you do for work?
Well, I work in admin part time and I'm resourceful full time.
-Are you working? -Honestly, no.
How many girls like me do you see with an office job?
But it's OK.
-I'll be right back. -Yes, you sort that out.
Don't go back in that bathroom. Put the condoms down.
What are you talking about?
-You're drunk. -No.
The reading was perfect. What would I do without you?
-Write a boring book. -Today was your day. It had to be perfect.
It is, but not everyone's here.
Why don't you call Víctor to clear things up?
Víctor?
It's better if you know whether he's coming or not.
-Víctor wasn't invited. -No.
Then who were you looking for?
-Me? -Yes.
Look.
I'll be right back.
Excuse me.
I'll take that.
-I think I can wait to get laid. -Yes.
Let's go.
Who are you looking for?
I thought you left.
I did.
But then I came back. I've been doing that for a while.
Thanks for trying.
I wasn't expecting an invite after our last conversation.
It was intense.
What I said to you, honestly--
I know it must've been painful to read.
And I'm sorry.
It's better if I accept it. I heard it's going to be a best seller.
-I can't hear anything. -Quiet. They'll hear us.
-We were… -We didn't know you were here.
-Hi. -We were just getting some fresh air.
-We're going back inside. -Ciao.
Honestly, I'm really sorry about what I said to you.
We deserved a different goodbye.
Especially now.
I'm leaving Madrid.
-What? -I landed a project somewhere else and…
Well, my life here isn't exactly…
Want to come up?
I saw your parents and your sister, so I'd rather not…
So this is goodbye.
Goodbye, Val.
Goodbye, Adri.
Your kisses say you love me But your words don't…
Adri!
You're not being direct
I'm getting really tired of this Please be clear…
Thanks for all these years.
Well, it was…
Learning together was beautiful, right?
Yeah.
What did you do to me? I can't get you out of my head
I'm not saying this because I'm an idiot
If you tell me what I am to you
I'll do anything to make you happy
You're special to me…
-Take care of yourself. -You too.
-Bye. -Bye.
I feel insecure when you say you love me Because I don't think you do
I fall down like a baby Right into your trap, my love…
It's time for dessert.
And get someone to fix that light bulb.
Thank you.
-Nerea. -Yes?
Congratulations.
When Valeria told me the reading was going to be in someone's apartment,
I didn't expect this.
What did you expect?
Something like a birthday party,
but with extracts of an erotic novel instead of a magician.
Next week, we're hosting an event to introduce Bruno Aguilar,
the publisher's new author.
Here, so you can do some research.
You want me to…?
If you do as well as you did today, we'll hire you for all our events.
Thanks.
You raised an amazing daughter.
Thank you.
It's hard to find someone from this generation
who speaks so freely about sex
and focuses on female pleasure.
Yes.
Do you have a second?
-Well-- -Yes.
Yes, she does.
-Excuse me. -Here's to Valeria.
Cheers.
-To Valeria. -Cheers.
You know what my favorite part is?
The cunnilingus in chapter nine.
-You're confused. -Me?
-Yes. -You don't want to live with me anymore.
-If that's it, just tell me. -Carmen.
Will I be hurt? Yes, of course. But will I get over it?
Yes! I know I will. I don't care if you like it or not.
-Carmen! -What?
I was going to ask you to marry me.
What?
I wasn't with my mom. I went to buy you a ring.
And the ring was in my bag.
My plan failed.
I wanted us to be alone, at home, with candles.
-Like it should be. -Yes.
That's how I pictured it. Not like this.
Yes.
-"Yes" what? -Yes.
Yes.
I'm saying yes.
-Yes? -Of course I want to marry you.
-Hang on. -What's wrong?
Let's do this right.
OK.
No, it goes here…
Will you marry me?
Yes.
Yes, of course.
-Enjoy yourselves. -Thanks.
-Bye, honey. -Bye, Dad.
-Congratulations. -Thanks.
-Once a week. -OK, I'll call you.
-Beautiful. -Bye.
Valeria, I'm leaving.
-Thank you. -Congratulations.
-It was a total success. -Yes.
And if you'd like,
we can do it again.
I didn't want to say anything,
but we want you to start part two of Impostor ASAP.
-We'll talk contracts tomorrow. -Great.
Don't change, Valeria.
You have a very promising future as a writer.
Really?
I have a "promising future as a writer"!
-What happened? -We already knew that.
They want me to write part two.
Oh my God!
Let's toast!
-To Valeria! -To Valeria!
Thank you.
And to my new office.
-What? -What?
No more squatting in your apartments. I rented a coworking space.
-What? -You go, girl!
-Yes! -Congratulations.
Congratulations.
Wait a second.
Wow, we really do have a lot to celebrate.
The next toast is to…
This!
-No way. -No.
-Yes! -No. You're engaged?
-Yes. -Engaged!
-You're engaged? -I'm engaged.
-Carmen. -I know.
Oh my God!
Come here!
Oh my God! Another married friend.
We're really getting old.
This is how I felt when I found out Titanic was over 20 years old.
-No, it isn't. -Yes, it is. 1997.
Why aren't you out celebrating with Borja?
I have my whole life to celebrate with Borja.
The success of your first novel only happens once, right?
To Carmen.
To you. I love you all so much.
-Me too. -Me too.
-Come here.
You're engaged!
I hate you.
Oh, my God.
-So… -Seriously? Now it stops?
Unbelievable.
-This calls for a celebration. -You and your OCD.
Come on, let's celebrate!
Let's do the conga.
The wedding conga!
Sometimes, saying goodbye to a story we love is hard.
That emptiness you feel at the end of a book
or when the film credits roll.
That nagging hole a series leaves at the end of a season.
VIENNA - BOOK TICKET
It's because we're not just ending one chapter.
We're saying goodbye to a part of us that left, that flew away,
that changed.
And that feeling, even if you didn't mean for it to happen,
even if you didn't realize it,
marks the beginning of a new chapter.
CHAPTER 1
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick an for it to happen,