[classical music playing]
We have the plot already, and the project has been signed by the architect.
-That's me! [chuckles] -[Pedro] We just need financing.
-And we can start building. -[Santi] Oh! Oh no!
Are you developers?
No, we're a group of friends.
-Yeah. -And the houses, they're for us.
We decided to create a company, because it's easier.
Yeah.
-Patriarchal Pact LLC? -[Raúl] Mm-hmm.
It's, uh, become clear to us that we're happier without women.
[Pedro gasps, mutters]
-It's not misogyny, okay? -No.
[Santi] If anything, it's misogamy.
'Cause sexual-affective relationships, you know, they're very complicated,
and the four of us have decided to fulfill one another's emotional needs.
-Right, yeah. -We like women, okay? But only as friends.
Sonsoles, uh, don't take us too serious. We're joking around.
I hope that doesn't affect your decision about the funding. [chuckles]
No, risk management handles all that.
-[Santi] Ah! -[Pedro] Mm-hmm.
-Are there many women in that department? -Five out of six.
Why did you keep running your mouth, you asshole?
I don't know. There was an awkward silence.
Told you Patriarchal Pact LLC was a shit name.
-Just relax. There are plenty of banks. -[Santi sighs, trills]
-[man] Excuse me. They're asking for you. -[woman] Hmm.
Hello. Can I help you?
What happened to glass ceilings, huh?
-[Luis] Hmm. Hmm. -Hey.
[Santi] Hmm.
-It's getting late. -Have a nice day.
Bye.
ALPHA MALES
A crybaby pseudo-artist, a male princess and a mama's boy.
That's my post-Pedro history.
What happened to this place? We went from churros to avocados.
Globalization.
Aren't you listening? We're going to shit. There are no real men.
[Luz] The more we grow, the fewer men there are to admire.
The few there are all prefer to have easy relationships.
There are no guys on my level. It's really bad.
Are we the problem here?
What if we attract soft guys because we were too fast to empower ourselves?
They're adapting. Give them time.
They look for women who no longer exist.
And we look for guys who don't exist yet.
I think we can learn a lot if we go to this retreat.
[Luz] Let me see. "Femininity recovery course."
"Attract masculine men by regaining the power of your femininity." [laughs]
Are you saying we have to be deconstructed?
-It's just a weekend. Let's go. -No, I'm broke.
I have to choose between food and my film.
And what about working? I mean, until your film career takes off.
Well, I just got an offer on the Internet.
-[Daniela] Hmm! -Hmm! LinkedIn?
OnlyFans.
-[laughs] -Esther, that's commodifying your body.
This guy doesn't want my body. He wants what comes out of my body.
Some sick freak has offered me €3,000 to… do it on his body.
Pee on the guy?
The other.
[both groan loudly]
But wasn't your OnlyFans only about feet?
What the hell should I do? I mean, it's something I already do for free.
Every day, I'm flushing €3,000 down the drain, literally.
-Well, not every day. I wish. -[Luz] Eww!
Girl, that's prostitution.
It's easy for you to be dignified from your pedestals of beauty privilege.
Do whatever you want, but don't wanna hear it.
Look, I'm not going to do it, all right?
But still, it's pretty funny. €3,000. [laughs]
[all laugh]
Mm.
[exhales]
I don't even know why I'm going today.
I don't do anything.
I'm just using my creativity, coming up with things that might get me fired.
Okay, then.
-Here's something to cheer you up. -Hmm.
SEND THOSE PEOPLE TO HELL RIGHT NOW
[laughing]
Told you I wasn't bluffing you.
We'll think about it.
-[sighs] Virginia, a moment? -You're interrupting my meeting.
Okay, well, I just came to tell you that I've handed in my resignation.
Pedro. Pedro!
You're quitting?
I feel like my work is complete here.
I successfully released Alpha Males, slept with my boss.
-I have no challenges left. -[Ali gasps]
Yeah, we probably have squeezed all your talent out.
Good luck with the show.
I'd say it was a pleasure, but only at times. Hmm.
I thought alpha males didn't give up.
Perks of deconstruction. [exhales]
Did you fuck Pedro?
Girls, please focus on writing this episode.
I'll see you in the second season.
[sighs]
[food sizzling]
Álex, breakfast is ready!
-[door slams shut] -[Álex grunts]
[Santi] Ah. Hmm.
Now that I think about it, maybe Mom and I don't fight that much.
And the German guy was all right. Hmm?
Where's your sense of adventure? Huh?
You rented a house in Formentera with no electricity.
For seven days. And we didn't have to empty the toilet.
[Santi] Hmm.
At the end of the year or a bit longer, we'll be right here,
having breakfast in a beautiful garden
in front of the infinity pool. Huh?
-Mm! -Hey, there's a guy there.
[Santi] Hmm. Hmm?
How are you? I'm Rubén Blasco, president of the homeowners' association.
All right! Santiago Peralta, nice to meet you.
Santiago, there's no camping here.
[laughs] No, no, this isn't-- not camping, okay?
I'm the owner of this plot, and before we start to build, I'm only--
You need a habitation certificate and to be registered.
Yeah, but this is my plot. I'm telling you, okay?
Doesn't matter. You don't have an electric supply.
-Or wastewater drainage. -This is a luxury development.
It's not a campsite. Can't park a motor home here.
-It isn't pretty. -Like you.
-Excuse me? -Being ugly isn't illegal.
-María Luisa! -Well, it should be.
The world needs to be more beautiful.
Uh, please excuse him, okay?
-He's been under a lot of pressure. -I'm calling the police.
[Santi] Call them!
A friend of mine's a cop. A close friend. We're like brothers.
You're a very rude man!
-Ugly! You're both ugly! -That's enough! Dad!
-He's uglier, but you are too! Ugly! -[gasps]
-Both ugly! Did you hear those trolls? -[Álex] Shh! Come on.
-Will you lower your voice? -[Santi] Camping! That is ridiculous!
[clicks tongue]
How are the kids?
-Fine. You can see them whenever you want. -As soon as we get this signed.
[cell phone ringing]
[sighs]
-Hello. -[Luz] Don't sign.
-What the hell do you mean? -Come to my office. I'll explain.
[gasps] Oh.
-Never mind. -What now?
Where you going?
-Hey, what happened? -Esther Alonso.
-[door closes] -What's going on?
Does Patriarchal Pact LLC mean anything to you?
No.
The results of the asset investigation I requested.
Luis has a hidden property.
He has 25% of a company that owns a 5,000-square-meter plot of land
in a posh development.
Uh, b-but what money could he have bought this with?
Does he have any accounts in his own name,
or maybe, you know, he got an inheritance from a distant aunt that died?
No, but he lied about being in love with someone else since he was 15,
so I expect anything now.
-[chattering] -Claudia, what's this?
-We're just chatting. -Can you please leave?
I'm sorry.
I can refuse service to anybody. It's my place. Get out.
Raúl.
What if I don't want to?
Do you want me to call your wife, big shot?
[chuckles]
And take off the ring, rookie.
[clears throat] Stop scaring my customers.
I'll hire you for the rest of the day.
-For six hours? -Wait for me at the hotel.
And while I'm waiting?
Watch Netflix.
Get out of my house! [laughs]
[chuckles] This still feels so weird.
-Why aren't you at work yet? -Uh-huh.
Sit down. I have something to tell you.
Oh my God.
[chuckles] No, don't worry. I'm fine. I just quit.
Look, I brought some pastries to celebrate.
Uh, but did you really quit,
or was it like last time when they fired you?
No, no, I really did.
I'm gonna take some time off for myself, enjoy my life, my new relationship.
Pedro, you have a son.
Yes, I've downsized. Same as you.
-I have a job though. -I have Tania.
[exhales]
She offered to support me in the meantime.
-Must be nice. -She's paying for these pastries.
I'm leaving. I gotta pick up Nora and David, go grocery shopping.
Good afternoon.
I'm looking for a fuckable bookstore owner. Know anyone?
[Juan Carlos] Hmm.
It's a bit dead in here, isn't it?
These are bad times for culture.
Maybe you put in a coffee shop with tables and cupcakes.
If it smells of croissants, it's not a bookstore.
[Luz chuckles]
[Juan Carlos] Mm.
-Fuck! You wore a white T-shirt? -Huh?
There'll be makeup stains on it. Remember to wear dark clothes.
Fuck, there are so many rules.
[cell phone rings]
Yes.
No, no, no. It's the grandmother who's claiming visitation rights.
Her daughter-in-law won't let her see the kids.
[rattles]
The door, uh, there's a woman there.
So, intense Santorini Oak floating floor for the hallways and the living room.
Porcelain tile in the terra-cotta for the master-- master bathroom.
And, well, the-- [sighs]
The only thing left is
to decide on the lighting.
It's thick and brown.
It's genetic. My grandfather passed away at 96.
Mm, with a thick head of hair.
[sighs] Thick. Um…
Oh, you don't know how much I needed this.
Yes. Yes, it's been--
Sorry, it's been interesting, you know? Mmm, thanks.
You're not staying over?
No, it's seven o'clock already. [chuckles]
You just sleep with someone then go?
No, Marcela. You're a really fascinating woman.
But I'm not into sexual-affective relationships, okay?
I mean, sexual, yes, but affective, no.
Didn't you tell me that I was much more than a body?
Uh, yeah. You have a really good memory, you know? And I stand by it.
Look, I'll email you options for the kitchen floors and then…
Um, and by the way,
hydraulic tiles are making a comeback, so, mm…
[exhales] …yeah.
Women are more empathetic, right?
Less arrogant, more collaborative,
better team players.
And… and they…
they get more involved
with issues such as sustainability and the environment.
Promoting female leadership is a step toward gender equality.
Something essential if we're to build a fairer and more equitable society.
But also, having women in positions of power
inspires our future generations of girls to pursue their own goals.
[Daniela] Well, now I'm intrigued by what you said.
I think you just sold another book.
For you.
It's signed.
"For Daniela, the type of woman who inspires this book."
It's weird, right?
We're really close, despite our only meeting a couple of times.
This fucking century.
We send dick pics instead of love letters. [scoffs]
Well, I haven't sent you any of those for the record.
No, it's nice to have semi-deep conversations with a man.
I'm confused by that "semi."
-But, uh, thanks anyway. -[laughs]
I'm not turned on by deep conversations.
I know a very intense guy, and no.
Oh, by the way, he invited me to his birthday party.
I should drop by for a while.
Leaving already?
[Daniela] Mm.
You can come with, but prepare for singing.
[TV playing]
He's flaking. Bummer.
Who? I'm lost now.
Juan Carlos. His daughter's sick, and his wife is out for dinner.
Let's order Japanese food and couch rot.
I'm texting Natalia.
The threesome's on Thursday.
I get really down when I don't have any plans.
Girl, I'm your plan.
I prostituted myself. I'm a whore!
You did your job. You gave her a regular fuck.
No, I gave sexual favors for financial benefits.
-But why'd you do it then? -My bosses, they're basically pimps.
-[Luis panting] -What are you doing here?
Uh, my brothers, um, there's a bit of a problem now.
Are your ovaries scrambling your brains? The hell is wrong with you?
Why would he give you 75 grand? It's not even his money.
-He hid assets from me! -I don't have any money though.
-Patriarchal Pact LLC. -Hmm.
It's the name that gave you away.
It's a gift for Luis. It's a type of inheritance, okay?
The property is private.
You set up a shell company. The group of you are pirates.
Even all put together, you're still dumber than Luz.
We just wanna live together as friends on a commune.
-We're a family. -Hmm.
Luis is our kept man.
-You're all insane. -The legal term is asset stripping.
It's against the law. But I mean, the judge could disagree.
-You would make me go to court? -Esther, you'll kill the project?
All right, fine then.
We'll be here beating the shit out of each other until we die.
Go, go. Run to Marimar! Love conquers all, right?
This is unbelievable. Crazy! Just unbelievable!
Luz, if this is revenge because I didn't wanna have sex with you,
you know I can solve that in a minute.
-[Natalia] Hello! -She's well taken care of, thanks.
Natalia? What's she doing here?
The Thursday threesome has moved to Wednesdays.
PENTHOUSE 3
-[Daniela laughs] Hey! -Hey, my muse.
-This is my friend Iñaki. -[Tomás] Ah, Iñaki.
[sighs] Ah.
You look familiar. Why is that? I'm a little bit high.
[laughing]
He's a politician.
-Oh shit. Sorry, dude. -[chuckles]
This is a great girl. Your timing's perfect. Come in.
[Daniela] For what?
[Tomás] Okay, okay.
Well, I wanna dedicate this song to the woman who broke my heart
and the one who has inspired my last 37 songs.
"Russian Doll" is killing it.
-It's been streamed more than 800 times. -[cheering]
Daniela, this is for you.
-[kisses] -[woman] We love you!
[pop music playing]
♪ You came to me, girl, when I was down ♪
♪ You unintentionally Turned my life around ♪
♪ And you are willing to smile For all your crazy Danielers ♪
♪ Honey, you're my dead-end gal My dead-end gal forever ♪
Let's go!
♪ Honey, you're my dead-end gal My dead-end gal forever ♪
-[Santi] How do you like it, medium rare? -I'm not hungry. I'm cold.
Honey, cheer up. Look at this.
Fresh air, peace and quiet. What more do you want?
Wi-Fi? Hmm?
There are studies that link Wi-Fi to depression.
Dad, I'm fucking miles away from everyone, with no metro and no car.
All because you hate women.
I don't hate them!
-I just don't want more trouble. -[man] Excuse me, sir!
Ugh, speaking of trouble!
There's no camping here.
-This again. -Okay, thanks, officer.
-I'm not camping. This is my property. -Let's go.
[Santi] Officers, listen, okay?
I'm an architect.
-I'm building a few houses here. -[officer] Mm-hmm.
And from now on, I just want to have dinner with my daughter.
We're not bothering anyone.
You have to go down to the town hall and apply for a habitation certificate.
-Here we go. -This man does his business in there.
-What are you doing with it? -It goes into a chemical toilet.
-Take it easy. -This morning, he called us ugly, sir.
[Santi] I didn't insult them, okay?
-Nature insulted them. -Let's go! Stop it.
Please, move your motor home and stop causing problems.
I'm leaving, but only because of my daughter, okay?
But first, I'm gonna scarf my burger, animal style.
-Hmm? -[Álex] Ah, it's on fire! It's on fire!
-[Santi] Oh shit, the burgers! -[Álex] Hurry!
[Santi] Oh, the barbecue! Oh fuck! The motor home!
-[Álex] It's burning! -We'll be homeless! Oh!
[Santi] I'll be back!
And with a long construction period. I'll be making a lot of noise.
-This is crazy, one more. -[laughs]
Let's see who this lunatic kills next.
Did you know that the recurrent consumption
of true crime stories can affect your mental health?
Just one more, one more, one more.
-Tell me about it tomorrow. [exhales] -But--
-Aren't you gonna stay with me? -[sighs]
You don't have your son tonight.
I should sleep at my apartment. I have things to do tomorrow morning.
Will you show me your place, yeah?
It's just that… [clears throat]
…I'm there with three friends. Uh, divorced friends.
Two, three, depending on the week.
It's a safe, woman-free zone,
where we can just be ourselves. Know what I mean?
What do you do then? Get whores and party with lots of drugs?
Drink beer, play PlayStation and complain about women. Yeah.
Mm, but I thought you were deconstructed.
We are. It's a safe container for our sexism,
so that we can go into the real world as men
who have adapted to the new times with exemplary behavior.
-But they know I exist, don't they? -Yeah, of course.
They're excited to meet you, but they prefer I sleep at home.
Uh, hey, wait a minute, Pedro. Wait a minute.
You can tell me if you're dating someone else.
I do have plenty of other men waiting for me.
It's not like that at all. I swear, one more kiss, come here.
-I love you. [gasps] -Hmm?
[Raúl] The vasectomy thing was wrong.
Although deep, deep down, I think it was an act of love.
Subconsciously, I was protecting poor Marimar
from reproducing with a psychopath like me.
I don't know.
What do you think?
There are worse men, Raúl. I should know.
Know why I love hanging with you?
I can be the real me.
-You're paying me, my love. [kisses] -[Raúl laughs]
Don't you wanna stay the night? We can order breakfast in bed.
Hmm! The whole night's 1,500. 1,200 for you.
We'll hang out some other time.
Hmm.
Come back. You got your 1,200.
-[laughs] -[Raúl] Mm.
-[dance music playing] -[chattering, laughing]
Where are we going?
[Iñaki exhales]
-[lock clicks] -What are you doing? Hey.
[gasps]
Uh…
Um…
[Iñaki inhales]
[both sigh]
Um, okay. Stop, stop, stop. Not here, not here.
-[gasping] -[zipper unzips]
Mm! Your friend Raúl didn't sleep here.
Yeah?
Where could he have spent the night?
No idea.
[chuckles]
What?
Mmm, maybe he's out breaking your macho pig code.
The one about excluding girls.
Sex is allowed. As long as he doesn't repeat.
You really think Raúl won't ditch you as soon as a girl gives him some attention?
Raúl's my friend, and I trust my friends, hmm?
-Pedro! Pedro, Raúl slept somewhere else. -[sighs, gasps]
[Luis] He's not with anyone. He's detoxing.
It's Raúl. He can't be alone, you know. He's gonna ditch us.
Santi, we have a pact. Friends don't lie or betray one another ever.
No, no.
Hey, can't you put surveillance on him or something?
No, I can't follow someone just because I feel like it.
Ugh, Santi, don't be a pain in the ass.
Guys, we have to trust one another.
I'm being reasonable. I actually care about our project!
I'm still waiting for you to decide on the faucets.
Ah, there he goes again with the faucets.
Clear sexual assault to me.
Well, if that's sexual assault, then we've all been sexually assaulted, right?
Maybe that's why we report it.
-But I went over to his house. -Yeah, that's the part I don't understand.
It was stupid. I was trying not to make it weird.
He turned into a creep again. It was a complete mess.
Well, report the guy.
He's in Congress.
[laughs] It's gonna be a clusterfuck.
[gulps] Fine, then let it. The man is a disgusting ally.
Whatever. I was drunk. I'm leaving. Too stressful.
Think about it. I know a great criminal lawyer.
Hey, speaking of, when are we gonna take that bastard Luis to court?
Do you really wanna take this to trial?
He was hiding assets from me. [scoffs]
Or they really were clumsy, which seems more likely.
The bill, please. My bad.
Look what they called the company. Patriarchal Pact LLC.
-As a woman, I find that pretty offensive. -Esther, we could lose.
The judge could consider it separate property.
Don't fucking chicken out, girl.
I did all this for free because it was a mutual agreement.
-But a trial? -You're gonna charge me?
You're living in my house for free. My solidarity has a limit.
-Luz, I'm totally broke. -Thanks.
And you really want a trial?
He's not getting away with it. Relax. I'll get the money from somewhere.
-But give me a discount. -Bye.
Wow, man, it's basically new. Why are you selling it?
I'm getting a divorce.
Bummer.
[chuckles]
Would you mind leaving me alone with her for a moment?
Uh, of course. Yeah, yeah, sure, sure.
Well, then.
This is where our story ends.
I just hope that you're okay, and that you're happy with…
with that guy. [sighs]
Take care of yourself.
-You made me very happy. -Oh man.
Hey, if you wanna keep it, then…
-Just take her now. -All right.
[engine turns over]
[man] What would you like?
Um, not sure. Everything here looks pretty good.
Well, spicy food can help with digestion.
Could we possibly not talk about that until…
I'm just trying to loosen things up. I mean, in the conversation.
-I notice you seem a little uncomfortable. -I mean, this is weird though. [chuckles]
-You seem totally normal. -I am normal.
-What you're asking for isn't normal. -But here you are.
-Hey, I won't judge if you don't judge. -Sounds good.
How about potato salad?
Fuck, I can't believe this. Come on. Again? [huffs]
Oh! Who's that?
Look, is this normal for a client to send me this?
-You had sex with her? -[splutters] Shh! One time.
But I made it very clear that was it.
Why is she being so pushy?
That was you with Irene and Eva, hmm?
No, no, no. I'm not pushy at all.
The truth is that situationships are very confusing.
But, Dad, your energy is a little, mm, bit clingy.
-Santiago Peralta? -Yes.
I have an appointment for a habitation certificate. Santiago Peralta.
[official] Do you have the documents? Application, fee, ID?
-[Santi] It's all here. -Hmm.
Okay. Let's see.
-[Santi sighs] -[official] Mm-hmm.
Where's the deed for the property?
No, no, it's the safety exam results and the certificate of registration.
But this is a caravan.
Motor home, yeah.
[official] I can't give a habitation certificate to a motor home.
They're considered substandard. Similar to a shack.
-I completely agree. -[Santi] It's temporary.
I'm gonna build four houses, similar to a commune.
Come back once they're complete, and I'll get the certificate for you.
Yeah, but sorry. A caravan won't work.
-It's not a caravan! -Dad, give it up. Come on.
No. All right, then pay me back the fees. I've already paid them.
You can ask the reception desk.
-[Santi] Reception desk? -[Álex] Thank you.
-Let's go. Come on. Come on. -No, but, uh, it's just--
This is unbelievable. It's unbelievable.
Ma'am, they have too many toys to play with.
That won't stimulate their imaginations.
Patri, just stop watching Instamom videos. They know nothing. I'm telling you.
Did something happen?
You seem a bit angry. Is it because you can't find love?
Will you watch him for a bit?
No benzodiazepines.
I know.
[sighs]
[Iñaki] We must remind the most outdated segment of the right wing
that this is no longer the Spain of men telling women how to behave,
how to dress, or what they can do with their bodies.
Spain today is feminist.
And our commitment to the fight against gender violence is unbreakable.
[Irene] We have to get rid of that goddamn hypocrite.
Men like him are the worst.
They'll say that I'm a cocktease, that I was asking for it.
Well, would you rather let this false ally keep giving shitty speeches in public,
while secretly whipping his dick out?
-[exhales] -[gasps] Daniela.
Why did you call me?
Fine, you write your article, but keep me out of it.
Girl, if we're going to do this, it has to be right.
You have to report Iñaki.
You'd be doing it for all of us. You'd be doing it for your daughter.
I have a son.
[exhales] Well, you get it.
Everything has piled up on you. The divorce and the bike.
-[scoffs] -Have you called Yaryángelis?
Julián, I'm really not in the mood to twerk with anyone.
Luciana has another friend. Maria Celeste.
She's small, but she has a nice body, like Elsa Pataky.
What is it?
There are six vacancies to join the Special Services.
-And? -And? The motorcycle horsemen.
The envy of the force.
But those aren't officer positions. You get paid the same.
I don't care.
I'd still be riding motorcycles. I'm gonna apply.
But, bro! You'd leave me alone?
Apply with me, bro. We'll be on bike patrol together.
On a motorcycle?
It's so cold.
A table for eight, they don't show. Pick up already.
I could kill these people.
We should require a card to make the reservation.
Don't show up? €30 per person. Hmm?
Anyone there?
-Hey, partner. -Sure. I don't even care.
-What's bugging you? -You tell me.
Rafa, we're friends. That's a chick's answer.
Now we're friends?
I invite you over, buy champagne. You prefer a prostitute.
-Don't do this. -You don't care about me.
I'm living a fucking lie!
Rafa, of course I care about you.
-Come on, don't be crazy. -Then show me that you mean it.
[both grunting]
You're forgiven. [grunting]
-You're forgiven. [grunting] -Oh! Oh! Oh!
Do you ride a horse or a motorcycle?
A motorcycle.
Then why is it a motorcycle horseman?
Because my motorbike is like my horse. I would be part of an elite unit.
-[chuckles] -But you don't get paid more?
-Will you just be happy for me for once? -We'll see if he passes.
Hey, by the way, can I use your bike to practice?
-[door opens] -[chuckles]
Uh, wait, Raúl.
Where are you going? No, no, come here. Come here. Get over here. Come here.
Where were you last night?
-Me? -Yeah.
At the restaurant.
-Working. -[Santi] Liar. Why didn't you sleep here?
[sighs] I'm seeing a very nice woman named Claudia.
-[Santi] See? I knew it. I knew it! -[Pedro] Yeah.
[sighing]
-[Raúl] She's a prostitute. -[Pedro sniffles]
-Uh, all right. That's good. -So then, it's not serious?
Are you a whoremonger?
I mean, with this thing of not wanting to hurt anyone,
I'm going broke, because every time I dip,
the taxi meter starts running, and I start paying.
[Santi] Well, since we're all here,
let's take this opportunity to talk about the faucets, all right?
-What is it now? -I'm not gonna look at faucets right now.
Santi, bro. Give us a break for a second.
Fine. I'll choose everything, okay? It's never a good time.
-Never. -God, he's gone insane.
[TV playing]
I'm pouring my whole heart into this, and nobody gives a shit.
When you get excited about something, you get a little overbearing.
I'm not overbearing. I'm passionate.
You're insecure and need constant signs of affection.
Before with women and now with your friends.
-You overwhelm people, hmm? -Do I really?
-Clingy vibes, you know. -[man on TV] He goes after them.
And that's when we knew that the two men didn't belong.
You don't have many books, do you?
[chuckles]
-I have this. -No, no way.
-No. What about the smell of the pages? -[chuckles]
-The feel of the paper? -Nah, it has so much storage.
-Plus, it weighs a lot less. [chuckles] -Right. You're always so romantic.
All right. Mm.
Now go home.
[Juan Carlos clears throat, sighs]
Why the silence?
Luz, I'm gonna leave my wife.
-No. -What do you mean, no?
I mean that-- that, uh,
if you wanna leave her, fine, but not for me.
But don't you like being together?
Sweetheart, huh, come on.
Stop making things weird. It's going to kill all the fun.
[sighs]
[Esther exhales]
-Hmm? -I was blocked up.
Thank God for that.
He invited me to lunch, and I ate a lot, but nothing.
We walked in the park to kill time.
-He bought me a gelato. -See ya.
At his house, he gave me a laxative.
When I was finally ready, we knew each other too well.
We're gonna meet again.
-What? -Hmm.
But just normal, not that other stuff. He's really quite nice.
And if he's the love of your life, what happens then?
-That'd be fucking epic. -What's your love story?
We met on OnlyFans when he offered me cash for a Cleveland steamer.
Or maybe I'll ghost him. Don't know. We'll see.
Oh fuck!
[TV playing]
What are you doing up?
-You don't have work. -Just making the most of the morning.
-By ironing? -Hmm.
[announcer] And now, we move on to our second news item of the day.
Congressman Iñaki Castejón is the subject of a report filed
by the celebrity influencer Daniela Galván.
The report, according to police sources,
could point to allegations of sexual assault perpetrated by Castejón.
I won't be making any statements. I have absolute confidence in the justice system.
I will prove my innocence in due course. Thank you very much.
[announcer] After his comments…
-[continues indistinctly] -Shit! [gasps]
Shit! [shouts]
Fuck! Shit.
Fuck! Damn it. My shirt. [exhales]
[classical music playing] exhales]