-Mr. Rubén? -Hmm?
-Oh! What's up? How's life? -How are you?
Wasn't much to think about when it came to finding a house to share,
since we all had an urgent need to be together again.
So it was approved immediately,
and with Arbeláez, we found the perfect place.
-It's big. -It's spacious and tall, you know?
As you can see, it has two courtyards.
-It even has a stage. -Ah.
See, a theater group used to work here, so this belonged to them.
They would do their movements. Whatever it is those people do.
That's the stage.
The kitchen is very, very spacious. It has a big glass window.
All the way in the back, you have that staircase.
It leads up to… to what's basically an attic.
And you could set up another room there.
So we're talking about six rooms, give or take.
-Perfect. Pretty good. -Uh-huh.
And this hallway, which takes us back there to a rear patio.
Keep moving, guys.
Seems more like a circus than a theater, don't you think?
Yeah, it could be because they had to do whatever it took to make ends meet.
So they could have been circus performers, as far as I know.
And this is the rear patio I told you about. What do you think?
-Nice. -This is amazing.
-I like it. -Yes, sir.
Sir, just one question. What about all this stuff they left?
What do we do with it? Does it stay?
I'll rent you the house at a good price
if you handle all this stuff.
What am I supposed to do with it? You can think about it.
I think you liked it, because the house is really nice, right?
-We'll discuss it and let you know. -Sure.
-Just let me know. -Thanks, thanks. Thank you.
What do you think?
EVA LASTING
"LORD OF THE FLIES"
EPISODE 5
The house is amazing. I already saw it with Arbeláez.
And we all have our own room and everything.
-That's perfect. -Yeah.
The goal is to move in, like, this week.
If you want, I'll check with my mom to get everything ready for the move.
-Or with my dad too, so we can arrange-- -I think I'd rather wait.
For what?
We have to prioritize the baby.
Yeah. Of course. I already thought about that.
Actually, I arranged it with everyone, and they all promised to babysit her.
Yeah, I know. Believe me, I know everyone has the best intentions.
But this is all an experiment, Camilo, and we don't know how it'll end.
Ah, don't be pessimistic, Luisa.
Tell me.
What does a baby need?
She needs peace, harmony, attention.
I don't want to arrive and be the first to set conditions.
And it's everyone's first time on their own.
Can you imagine the amount of crazy things they'll want to do?
Hmm. Yes, you're right.
Uh, you're right, but I'm… I'm gonna miss my princess so much.
Hmm.
Anyway, you know you can come every day and visit her here.
After all, it's only gonna be for a while
until you get organized and I do the same.
Fine. But promise me you'll come eventually.
Of course.
You think I'm gonna miss the opportunity to live with everyone in one house?
Are you crazy?
Okay, then.
Come here, baby. Come here.
We need to think of Toñita. How are you gonna do that?
Because we managed to help you out so you can study and go to work. And now?
No worries. We got it covered, Mom.
There will be seven people taking care of Toñita.
You have to trust us.
No, I trust you, Camilo. But I worry about her. How couldn't I?
No, but don't worry, Mrs. Ana. I'm not leaving yet.
Mm-hmm.
Camilo will go first, and everyone will get settled.
When everything is ready, then I'll move in.
And if anything happens, I'll come back here.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
But what can I say?
I'll be right here if you ever need a hand.
Thank you, Mom.
-Mm. -I'm going to miss you too.
You'll be our first guest in the house.
Thank you, honey.
I do need to ask you a favor.
Your dad should know.
To live with your little gang?
Yes. Yes, sir.
We're doing great in the recording business,
so we're thinking about getting our own place together.
I don't agree with that, kiddo. You are still playing dress-up.
To be honest,
I think this recording business won't last much longer.
-When the buzz dies, everything tanks. -Thanks for the good wishes.
No, kiddo, really, someone needs to stay grounded in this family.
And it's clearly not you. Did you forget you're a father? Huh?
No, wait. Wait. That's exactly what I'm telling you, Dad. That's our plan.
Because I can't keep freeloading at Mom's. I discussed it with Luisa, and she agrees.
I know your plans, kiddo. Living on your own, doing what?
I see you guys throwing yourselves into vice, like Sodom and Gomorrah.
My granddaughter? Where will you leave her?
-To fate? -Look, Dad, enough. I'm an adult.
I'm not here to ask you for your permission or anything.
-Then what did you come here for? -Well, to tell you! That's it!
To inform you of what I've already decided.
I knew you were gonna be like that, so I just came because my mom told me to.
-Then we have nothing to talk about. -No!
-You're your own boss, made a decision. -Exactly. Yes.
-You won't budge? -No, sir.
Then go. Come on. I have to work.
-Have a good day. Go. -Stop, Dad! I just--
-Bye, bye, bye, bye! -Stop! Stop!
Tsk!
Okay.
It's heavy.
Well, I'm leaving.
I'll see you.
Bye, Luisa. Thank you.
I'll see you there. Okay? Take care.
-Say hi to everyone. -Of course.
Let me fix this, honey.
-Don't worry. Hey. -My boy.
The day to leave the family home and seek independence
had arrived.
Although it was a long-held desire,
I must admit, I had to summon all my courage to leave the place
that, until that moment, had been the only home I had ever known.
No. You're gonna make me cry.
-Yes, babe. Leave now. -Yeah.
Do you need any help, Camilo?
-I can carry-- -No, it's fine.
-I can carry……it all. -Can you handle all of that?
-Yes. -You sure?
-I'm leaving. -Ciao.
-Thanks for everything. -Bye.
-Bye. You'll come visit, right? -Of course, honey. Bye.
There'll never be a better chance To change your mind
And if you want this world To see a better day
Will you carry…
Unlike what had happened to me,
leaving home was no problem for Eva,
as she was a born nomad
and had long been making decisions without considering her father.
You never will You know you never will
And the goodbye Makes the journey harder still…
Salcedo's mother used a typical strategy in these cases.
She tried to guilt him out of it.
What have I done to deserve such ingratitude
from my own children in this lifetime, huh?
First, your sister fails, and now you're leaving?
Just like your dad left?
Martín.
Do you think that's fair to me?
Do you think that's fair?
All I've done is dedicate my life to you two.
Martín.
Are you really leaving me alone?
I'll call you later, Mom.
No, don't even bother to.
If you step outside this house, you can forget you have a mother.
Yes, Mom. Don't worry.
-I'm gonna come visit, I swear. -You swear it?
Castro's mom gave him her blessing,
supported him in the venture,
and gave him the most useful gift she could in these situations.
-Goodbye, goodbye. -Take it. You're going to need it.
It's your good luck magic wand, sweetheart.
-I love you. I love you. Bye. -I love you, honey.
Arbeláez's parents were thankful he was leaving,
as having one less mouth to feed lightened the family's financial burden.
Oh very young What will you leave us this time?
And that's how we arrived at the 364,
which became our house's name from then on,
since it was the address plaque.
Carrera Novena, number 364.
Okay, let's go in.
-I'll get the suitcase, okay? -Help me?
Need help with this? It's cool, right?
-Oh, wow! -Huh? Huh? Huh?
Look at the patio. Look at the patio. Look at that.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your new housing experience!
The 364!
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey.
Yeah!
Come here, Salcedo. Let me explain. The idea is this.
I was thinking that Eva could stay in this room, the one by the entrance.
-Whoo! -This is a nice room.
And this one is the biggest room.
Luisa and the baby, I think. They can make do there.
Salcedo, you go here, next to your sister.
-Ha! Amazing. -Castro in here.
Over there's a staircase and an attic. I was thinking of taking that room.
And, Arbeláez, you can stay with Luisa, right?
Yeah, sure.
-When is Luisa moving in? -As soon as all of this is ready.
We have to organize, clean up, and do some shopping.
That's something else I wanted to discuss.
You all promised you'd help take care of the baby, right?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
-No problem. -That's great. Thanks.
Hey, and what's back there?
Oh yeah. There's a backyard. It's big. We can have parties. It's great.
Oh, and there's another room
I was thinking of giving to Pabón for when he's out.
He can stay here with us, right?
-Cool. -Oh yes! Good thinking!
Also, the military service only lasts a year, and honestly,
I think that we'll be here for a very, very long time.
Well…
Ten shots! Muzzles up!
Watch the heel, Andrade, or they'll shoot it off.
Another bull's-eye and I'll take you off guard duty this week.
What's up, Castellanos? I'll put the target closer next time.
Mr. Pabón.
Aren't your nails getting ruined by that rifle trigger, bro?
I haven't seen you hit the target. What's up?
Then you must be blind, sir.
-I've hit it three times, sir. -What did you say, young lady?
I said I've hit the target three times, sir. Look at it.
That's weird, because I haven't seen it.
-Have you? -No, sir.
I'm telling you, they'll have to prescribe you glasses, sir.
I can give you a number.
This chick turned out to be sassy.
Tonight, you're pulling double shifts, you hear me?
What's your problem, Quiñonez?
Are you gonna cry?
Don't be so sensitive soldier.
Your makeup's gonna smear, moron.
Why don't you t-t-t-tell everyone here
what's up with me?
Feeling shy or what?
Here, this corporal…
-Say it. -…is in love with me.
Oh!
And since I've ignored him…
…here he is, messing with me.
That's a fucking lie, dipshit!
Back in school, all he did was chase me around, for us to be a couple!
-Come again? -He even followed me to the bathroom!
What are you saying, asshole? Why are you lying?
-A lie? Really? -Tsk!
I don't wanna see you.
I'm fuckin' sick of you chasing me everywhere, Quiñonez!
-What are you talking about, stutterer? -I don't like you!
-Tell the truth, Quiñonez! -I just don't like them stocky and tall.
-You're not my type. -Stop talking, asshole!
Leave me alone! Stop chasing me! This body will never be yours!
-Never, ever! -Punch his teeth in!
But if you wanna throw down right now, then bring it on!
Are you scared, asshole?
I kicked your ass once, and I've got no problem doing it again!
With your four friends! That's how you did it.
Come on! Bring it on, queen!
Just lay down and start shooting right now!
On the floor, now!
-And I'm the one who's gay. -What did you just say?
Hit him! Hit him!
-Hit him, Quiñonez! -Punch his teeth in!
What, motherfucker?
Hit him hard! Punch him!
That's it!
Teach him how it's done, bro!
-Beat him down! -Kill him!
Which one's Hansel and Gretel's room?
-I'm recording. -It's too dark.
Is there a light?
-Wait. Let me look. -Yes, turn on the light.
-Here it is. -This must be… Oh, what is this?
-What's that? -Must be from those who lived here.
-Arbeláez, your cousin! -The circus! Look at the head. So dumb.
-Choose something for your room. -What?
-Seriously? No, no! This is mine! -Take it down!
-Look, a house! -This is for my room.
-Hey! -The theater's ghost.
-Check this. For your girl. -Aw! For Toñita!
-Hey, look at me. -Let's see.
-Wow! Yeah! -Whoo!
All good? Are you happy with your room?
It's fantastic, bro.
It's way bigger than my room at my mom's place.
Really?
All right. Now you have to fill it up. Whoa! You even brought the boombox.
Yeah, of course. You know I cannot live without music.
Yeah.
Whoa! You put it up! Sick!
-Yeah, dude. It's amazing, right? -It looks badass.
-You know what, Granados? -Huh?
-This? This is temporary. -What do you mean?
Yeah, 'cause I'm gonna change it eventually.
With one that has me in it.
Right here, man!
-Yeah! -Remember this moment. Mark my words.
I chose this house because of this kitchen.
Huh? You chose it? We chose it! Remember, dude.
-Tsk! How is it? -Listen. I've never seen one this big.
-Well… -You know what, Granados?
-I'm gonna learn how to cook, bro. -Nice!
-Someone has to do it. -Yeah, you're right.
Look, this is gonna sound super nerdy, but I don't give a damn.
Why's that?
Because I feel like I'm living as one of the characters
from Lord of the Flies.
What?
Is that another book? I haven't read it.
Uh… Well, there's also…
There's a 1963 film directed by Peter Brook.
If you wanna, we can watch that one day
so you can understand what I'm talking about.
We're right here! Just moved into our new house!
-Yeah! -We have finally made it to the 364!
Whoo! Exciting!
We finally moved in together! We're gonna be free!
We're all here!
-Independence! -What?
-Freedom! Freedom! -Wait. I have a question.
Where are we gonna sleep? We don't have beds.
What…?
-Inside, both of you! -Sergeant, wait!
Sergeant, sir, I didn't do a damn thing! Why are you locking me up?
You're staying here until at least tomorrow
so you learn to respect the uniform!
-Sergeant, are you leaving me with him? -Yes, sir!
We'll see if you beat each other up or start smooching.
No, wait. Sergeant, don't go. Let me talk.
Can we talk, Serge--
Fuck! Goddamn it!
Fuck!
So what? Punches or kisses?
There's only one bed.
Asshole.
It's up to you to decide how this is gonna go from here, Quiñonez.
But I would recommend not making this harder than it has to be.
Are you threatening me, you bastard?
It's a piece of advice.
As you wish.
-I light it up. My super power. -What super power?
It's crazy, right?
-We stayed up all night. -Feels good.
Not only because we didn't have beds, but because no one wanted to sleep.
Yes.
So we stayed up and focused on building castles in the air
about the future
and planning memorable parties
without parents or neighbors coming to ruin it.
-Oh, yeah, yeah. -It was a special night.
Shut it.
-That's it. Be careful. Don't lose it. -I'll keep it in here, okay?
There aren't enough. That's it.
-There it is. -Hey, guys!
-What's up? -All good?
Yeah, but…
-Mm… That's it! -What are you doing?
Giving the meter a boost. Let's see if the bill comes out a little cheaper.
What? For real?
Yeah, that's a trick that one of the neighbors taught me.
But it works like a charm, for real.
No, no, no, man. That's not cool. That's gotta be illegal, right?
Oh, Granados, don't be a buzzkill, okay? We're just trying to save on costs.
Hey, I get it. I've been thinking about how to save too.
We've all been. Doesn't mean we should go about it the wrong way.
Oh, come on. Don't start crying, Granados. Weren't you sweeping?
-Look over there. You missed a spot. -No, I think it's that one.
-Wait, right or left? -Yeah, left. Pass me the locking pliers.
We need this because that's too tight.
Wait.
No, no! Wait, dude! Don't mess around with that!
Go on. Get out of here.
-What? -I'm not gonna let you do that.
-Get out of here. -What are you going to do?
Just leave it alone. I won't let anyone do anything illegal.
-Step back! -Illegal? This is not illegal! Wha--
-Hey! What's wrong with you? -Don't throw stuff at him!
It's just a broom! Get out of here!
-You have so much money? -Think you're the boss?
Hey! That's enough, guys!
Stop it! Hey!
Granados is thinking he runs the place and he's our boss.
Guys, come on.
Who told you that you're the one calling the shots here?
What are you even talking about?
I moved into this house so I wouldn't have to put up with my mom's nagging.
Now I have to put up with this guy?
It was amazing how independence was stirring
a newfound sense of responsibility in me…
…not trying to boss…
…pushing aside the fact that not too long ago,
I had been flirting with the edges of legality with the Acuña brothers
for a supposedly just cause.
And now, I was questioning my friends for doing exactly the same.
-Give me back my box! -No! I won't let--
Enough!
Nobody made you the leader, so get over yourself, you moron.
-He's right! -"Leader"?
-You're acting all cocky. It's absurd. -How am I cocky?
Look who's talking! Weren't you guys screwing up whatever you were doing?
For real? Why are we screwing it up, bro?
So we can save some money? Are you guys swimming in cash?
It's not that, man!
It's that you guys try to be smartasses, and then we all end up getting in trouble!
The thing is, only the smartasses get ahead in this world.
Exactly. Smartasses. Not fools who think they're smart.
-Who are you calling a fool? -A word to the wise is enough.
What did you say? Hey, tell me from here!
I'm here, bro! Come at me, man!
Hey!
Guys, you have to realize this won't be the last time we disagree.
If we solve everything like the characters in Lord of the Flies,
it won't be too long before everything falls apart.
"Lord of the" what?
It's a novel about a plane that crashes on a deserted island,
and the only survivors are a group of abandoned children,
forced to live together under the laws of "survival of the fittest."
And then?
Well, they almost end up killing each other
and bringing out the darkest and most savage side of human nature.
Is that what you want?
Do you wanna end up like that?
Then tell him to quit messing with us. Nobody made him the boss.
Then don't be pulling moves without consulting the rest of us.
-Okay, enough. -We talked about that.
-How are we gonna fix this? -Well, I don't know.
Well, guys, for situations like this,
there's a little something called democracy,
which helps resolve conflicts between two or more parties in a civilized way.
I think we can absolutely put it into practice.
There's no way we can't.
Sh! They're here. They're here.
Hey, guys.
Now that we're all gathered here,
I want to clarify a…
a…
a-a few things.
As you may have noticed…
I don't mess with anyone.
Right?
And for that reason,
I'd like to be treated the same way.
Like a human being.
And don't do this.
And don't comment about my life or what I do or don't do.
Okay?
That's the first thing.
The other thing is,
if anyone has a problem, step up, and let's sort this out the hard way.
I don't give a damn if I spend the rest of my time in the army
locked up in a cell.
I'm going to get respect, one way or another.
Well, I propose we should try adjusting the meter.
And with that, we can save ourselves some serious cash.
-I'm with Castro. -Thank you.
You know how I feel about this.
You already know I'm with Granados, bro. That can get us all in trouble.
-Exactly. -Okay, then.
That just puts us at a tie, two against two.
The decision is all yours, Eva.
-Fine. That's it. Right. -Hmm.
Yes, yes. I'm with Castro and Salcedo.
-What? Oh! -Whoa! Take that!
-Suck that up! -Eat this, moron!
And being honest, it's not just about the money,
but because every opportunity to strike at the system,
we should take it, and this is a good one.
-I don't get that, but I agree. -Oh, come on.
Okay, guys.
One of the rules of democracy is accepting the decision of the majority.
-Yeah, stop with the face. -Yeah. What?
You know this decision benefits all of us.
No, it's fine. Fine. Let's hope it's the best for the group.
-There you go, little fella. -Yeah!
-Finally on the same page. -Wait, Granados. Before you go, bro.
I think, now that we solved this problem,
we should, I don't know, set some basic rules for living together.
So we don't end up like the kids from the book Eva mentioned.
Sure.
Yeah, well, I also have a proposal for that.
It'd be weird if she didn't.
Listen, you guys know how I feel when it comes to rules or regulations.
That's why my proposal only has two points, all right?
The first one.
Anything that has to do with organizing the finances, taking care of bills,
and keeping things running smoothly at home,
we settle it democratically, like we did just now.
Hmm?
-Approved. -Hmm.
-Uh, uh-huh. -Yes, approved.
And the other?
The second one.
If it doesn't affect rule number one,
there will be no rules in this house.
Each of us does whatever we want,
without any questions, judgment, or drama from the others.
In other words, full respect for each other's freedom.
-Approved. -Approved.
Sure.
Then welcome, everyone, to anarchy,
the only political system built on pure happiness.
-Yeah! -Yeah! Long live anarchy!
-Long live whatever you said! -Keep sweeping.
At that point, I never imagined
that the last rule Eva proposed,
which we all so happily agreed on,
would end up making me shed real tears of pain.
JOSÉ MARÍA ROOT DISTRICT SCHOOL
Are you still separated from your husband?
Yes. And I don't think that's going to change any time soon.
And how do you feel?
I feel good about it.
Excited to do more things.
Hmm.
Especially now that Camilo has his own place.
-Well, with his friends. -Ha! That's something.
Oh yeah.
Most likely, Luisa and the baby will go with them
in the next few days.
You will definitely miss them.
Yes, I'm gonna miss them very much.
But I don't think I'll get that empty-nest syndrome.
I'm very different from José.
I taught Camilo to embrace freedom,
and, well, watching him grow into an adult and create his own path
makes… makes me proud.
Oh, Ana. You'd be such a great educator.
Yes, I've thought about that.
Actually, now I'll have more time, I'd really like to go to college.
No, but I'll still be here. I'm not gonna leave you. Don't worry.
I plan to take night classes.
Hmm!
I think it's a great idea.
If you need any help from me, I'm here for you.
I've got some friends in a couple of universities.
I'd gladly take you up on that offer.
I know that the semester already started, but I don't want to wait.
All right, let me make a couple of calls today, and I'll let you know.
Thank you so much, Dr. Alicia. Ay, José.
Oh. The door was open, so we…
Don't worry, Ana. It's fine.
I was waiting for them. Please, have a seat.
Good morning, Dr. Alicia.
-Thank you, Ana. -Excuse me.
-Yes. -See you later.
Well, after having an extensive discussion with the other teachers
and the Parent Teacher Association,
the school has decided to admit your daughter…
…for the current school year.
That's great.
You're making a very important decision that will change things, Dr. Alicia.
-Yeah. -We appreciate it.
-It is. -I hope so.
However, due to Janet's condition,
she won't be able to attend her junior year, as you requested.
And why is that?
She will be admitted to the eighth grade.
But if you do that,
then her classmates will be much younger than she is.
Yes, but we're doing that because, in some ways,
it'll make learning easier for her.
Save some for Pabón.
We visited Pabón at the academy.
We told him about the house, and when we said we had saved him a room,
he became eager to check out the new place.
He shared with us everything he had to endure
during those days with Quiñonez.
We quickly added our touch to the house,
complementing the bizarre decor with beds,
rustic armchairs, tables, bamboo curtains,
questionable-quality artwork,
all bought at Pasaje Rivas.
From the start, I was in charge of the community's finances and accounts.
Eva took care of the communal spaces and set aside one for a library,
which she filled with second-hand books bought from the stalls on 19th Street.
Done! Bon appétit!
-Here comes the food! -Whoa! Pasta!
-Oh, finally, Arbeláez. -Let me serve you. Gimme your plate.
Arbeláez fulfilled his purpose using pots and pans
bought in San Andresito,
learned how to cook,
and became responsible for feeding everyone.
Salcedo and Castro took care of the renovations.
We divided the rest of the tasks, like cleaning and washing dishes,
on a weekly basis.
After he spoke on the phone with Umbridge…
We spent days sharing everything.
Sometimes staying up together while Eva read her favorite books.
How is it possible that someone…
And those days,
I could finally share my dreamy nights with Eva.
Without a doubt, happy times.
At college, things were going well.
Particularly with Professor Silva, who invited us to be a part
of the reading club he ran in his own apartment
with other progressive thinkers and writers.
-Hey, guys. -Hi, professor.
-Hello, professor. -How are you?
-Sorry. Have you been waiting long? -No.
-Okay. -Excuse me.
Welcome.
-Welcome to the Palace of Social Coolness. -Thank you.
Here you have the freedom to do anything you want.
-Hmm. -Come on in, please.
Perfect. Pretty good, yeah.
Well, then I guess it's the Palace of Anarchy.
Right?
I like that.
Here, you can smoke a joint without hiding from anyone,
and have sex anytime during the day…
-Whoa! -…without anyone getting shocked.
You can use the kitchen, the library, make music if you want. Total freedom.
-Awesome. -Yeah.
-This is amazing. -Mm-hmm.
-So it's pretty much like the 364. -Hmm.
Guys, now I wanna introduce you to my commune mates.
-Hey there. -They are Teresa and Pati.
They're a couple.
Teresa is a visual artist.
Almost everything in the apartment is her work.
Whoa! Congratulations.
-Welcome, pals. -Hi, my lovelies!
We call that guy "Mr. Good Vibe." He's a great sculptor and painter.
What a gorgeous being.
This is Gloria, a contemporary dancer.
She's performing at the Camerín del Carmen Theater.
-Uh-huh. -He is Cabeto.
Cabeto is a poet and DJ at the Goce Pagano.
Have you been?
-Uh… -No.
-We go to the Quiebra. -Uh-huh.
Here's Caliche.
He's an anthropology student and an actor in a street theater group.
And this wonderful woman is Celeste.
She's the go-to person when you need answers
because she's the oracle of the house.
Oh! All right.
Mm.
You and me will meet again.
Mm-hmm.
This beauty right here is my muse.
I've seen you guys. You go to college, right?
-Yeah. Well, but we just started. -Oh!
Crisis was my student last semester.
But she signed up again because she says she wants to learn new things.
What do you want to learn?
-All of it. -Really?
"Overwhelmed by what he had seen,
he locked himself in his room and tried to write."
"It was something that always helped him process his feelings."
"When the complicated roller coaster of this misguided love
threw him off balance…"
It was in that palace that I read my work aloud
for the first time to a discerning audience,
and I truly felt like a writer, surrounded by peers.
I owed that to the cherished and esteemed Professor Silva.
"That night lingered far longer than just one night."
"And so he named it 'The Night of a Thousand Hours.'"
Tsk! That was amazing, right?
Yes, that was incredible.
But the coolest part was that Professor Silva's friends
liked what you read to them.
Yeah, yeah.
The critiques and the suggestions are brilliant.
-Hmm. And you? Did you like it? -Oh, come on, Camilo.
I'm your number one fan. Haven't you noticed?
-It was really cool. -Mm-hmm.
I've never been in a place like that, with that vibe…
-Mm. -…and all those people, right?
-Yes, because they're artists. -Of course.
It seems that artists tend to be eccentric.
Hmm. Well, not everyone was an artist, anyway, because there was also Crisis who…
-Well, she's a student like us. -Mm.
And what did you think of her?
-Mm, fine. She's all right. -Yeah?
-Really in love with Professor Silva. -Mm-hmm. But who isn't?
That guy is amazing too.
Well, good night. I'm going to bed.
Shall we sleep together?
-Tonight? -Yeah.
-No, not tonight. -Why not?
Because I wanna sleep by myself.
Bye.
-Eva. -Um, Mr. José?
Hmm?
Sorry, I just wanted to let you know that the baby is upstairs, changed and asleep,
and if anything comes up, I'll be there before noon.
Don't worry, honey. Go. It's all good.
-Thank you. Excuse me. -Wait.
Tell me something before you go.
Is this what they've been recording with the camera Camilo got as a gift?
Uh, yes. Yes, sir.
Those are some of the first shots he took.
He wanted to shoot scenes, kind of like everyday life.
Very interesting, right?
-Right. -Yeah, right?
He's a good cameraperson.
-He might end up becoming a film director. -Ha! Some dream!
-Let's not get carried away. -Come on!
Well, excuse me. I'm going.
-I don't wanna be late. -Yeah, honey, go.
-As always, thank you very much. -We're happy to babysit Toñita. Bye now.
-See you, Janet. -Bye.
Well, I left you some coffee.
You just have to warm it up.
Mrs. Ana, did you watch your son's work?
-Oh! Camilo's really into that camera. -Hmm.
And it seems like he's doing quite well in the recording business.
Really?
-Mm-hmm. -Very good.
By the way, José, I wanted to tell you that
I'm most likely going to enroll in college.
At night.
I'm going to pursue a degree in education.
I just wanted you to know.
Well, bye, Janet!
-Bye. -Thanks for taking care of Toñita.
But where the influence of late Romanticism is felt most clearly
is in Madame Bovary by Flaubert.
Charles Bovary gives us a beautiful
yet painful example
of the lengths a man will go to hold on to the woman that he loves.
And how those sacrifices are bound to inevitably steer us
to his tragic death.
Eva, yes?
-I loved the book. -Hmm.
But I don't really like that Emma dies,
as it feels like she's being punished for her infidelities.
No, but… Charles also dies, and that helps to balance things out.
No, quite the opposite.
It's like they're making him pay for not judging his wife morally.
Well, but we have to understand that it was an era
when writers couldn't completely break the ethical code, right?
Baudelaire published Flowers of Evil
the same year Flaubert did with Madame Bovary.
Mm-hmm.
And Rimbaud did it just a few years later with A Season in Hell.
I don't believe either of the two poets
feared defying the 19th-century idea of morality.
Excellent point to end the class.
Thank you, Eva. Thank you.
Well, guys,
see you on Thursday, yes?
Mm-hmm.
Well, how about we have a drink nearby and continue our, uh, conversation?
Go ahead if you want, but I have to do something first.
Want me to come?
No, there's no need. I'll see you later.
Will you be long?
I don't know. Bye.
At that moment, I deeply regretted having accepted
so easily the rule of not getting involved in others' lives.
And watching Eva pull away, just like she did the night before,
I couldn't stop thinking that being in such an ambiguous relationship,
where I had to accept everything without saying a word,
might end up taking me down the same tragic path as Charles Bovary,
whom I had tried to defend.
Are you sad?
Hmm.
Is it because Ana wants to study?
-Yes. -Is studying a bad thing?
No. On the contrary, the problem…
I'm not sure if you'll get me, sweetie,
but the more I see Mrs. Ana grow and flourish…
…the harder it's gonna be for me.
And that makes you sad?
Yes, because I feel stuck.
I feel small.
Like I have nothing to offer her.
It will be hard for her to fall in love with me again.
Well, I have an idea that you might like.
Hmm?
-Yes. -Tell me.
Why don't you marry my mom?
It's just a suggestion, advice.
REMEMBER THAT YOUR MOM DOESN'T LIVE HERE. PLEASE, WASH THE DISHES.
-And so? -What's up, bro?
-How goes it? -All good?
-Yeah, all good. -Where were you?
I was just talking to some guys who want to put together an orchestra.
-Mm. -But the pay is crap.
Mm.
Really? Did you get bored of the club?
No, but I have to look for something with more freedom.
-You know how it is. -Mm. Sure.
Hey, wasn't it Eva's turn to do the dishes?
I know, bro, but if we go by that,
these dishes will reach the ceiling and there will be no way in.
And then what? Are you gonna do all the work for her?
Don't get involved or she'll take advantage of you.
No. Come on, bro.
The thing is,
well, I didn't have anything to do, and honestly…
…doing the dishes relaxes me, just calms me.
Yeah. Sure, sure. I believe you.
Hey, man, listen. Eva is really pretty, smart, cultured, everything you want.
But, wow, she's messy as hell.
-Did you see her room? -Yeah.
She's just not the type that does chores, bro.
No, it's… It's just that… she's not used to it.
And, apparently, she'll never be, because she has this free maid here.
Hey! Come on, man!
Why are you still on my case? Just leave! Go! Huh!
-Easy, bro. Calm down. -Tsk! Asshole.
Hurry up. Salcedo and Castro are waiting for us at the salsa bar, okay?
No, bro, I'd rather stay here, 'cause Eva hasn't come home yet.
She'll get mad that I didn't wait for her if I leave now. It's fine.
I'll stay here and wash up.
Seriously, bro, just leave her a note saying we'll see her there. That's it.
I don't know. No. I don't know.
Hey, Granados, let me give you some friendly advice.
You need to chill out a bit, take things slower,
and stop worrying so much about Eva,
or your life in this house will be torture.
Come on. Let's go. Move it.
Asshole.
Well, I'm really tired.
I'll leave you so you can talk about stuff.
-Good night, Mommy. -Sleep well.
What's going on?
Hmm?
Hmm? Between you two, what's going on?
Janet wanting to go to bed early is not… normal.
Mm-hmm.
Also, I noticed the signals you two are giving each other.
So don't tell me nothing is going on.
Uh, no, it must be because, this afternoon,
we were talking, with Janet, and she…
She insists that I should find a way to get back with you.
She even mentioned marriage.
What?
I don't think it's such a bad idea.
That way we'd solve many economic, practical, and emotional problems.
It would be perfect.
-Rosario, I-- -Oh, don't be silly, José.
I'm just messing with you.
Oh.
Whoa.
Okay. Now let's talk more seriously.
What do you think about Janet and the school's decision?
Oh, I don't know, José.
The idea that she has to study with younger children,
I definitely don't agree with.
-Hmm. -It could be more trouble than it's worth.
Well, I have an idea.
An idea to convince the people at José María to enroll her as a junior.
What?
There's nobody here. Come on, let's go.
-Now's our chance. -Let's go. This way. Careful. Careful.
What are you doing, soldiers?
Hey, shut up!
-What do you think, huh? -Are you sneaking out?
You didn't see us, okay?
-You hear me? -Where are you going? Tell me.
-Dude, stop being so nosy. -Take it easy, Quiñonez.
One wrong move
and I'll head straight to the barracks and report you to Zapata, understand?
Don't be a snitch, Pabón.
-Shut the fuck up, okay? -Unless…
you let me come with you guys.
No way. He's gonna ruin our entire night.
-Would you rather he snitch, Fajardo? -What was that?
-Sh! -Nothing.
All right, my watch ends in 20.
I'll need another five to change. Then we'll head out. What do you say?
Quiñonez.
-Let's get outta here, okay? Okay? -Yeah.
-Let's bounce, dude. -Quiñonez.
Shut it!
All right, hurry up, then.
-Hey, guys! What's up? -Hey!
We thought you weren't coming.
I almost couldn't get this guy to leave the house. He wanted to wait for Eva.
-Why? -No, you're such a dumbass, bro.
-Eva is here. -What? Are you serious?
-Yeah, she got here half an hour ago. -Where is she?
Dancing.
Oh, okay.
I think he didn't know.
No, he didn't.
Eva and Professor Silva?
EVA LASTING essor Silva?