Up
and down.
Up, and down.
It's magic, guys!
Wow...
A flying fairy.
Can I leave her here for a little while?
Sweetie, stay with the elf.
- Hello. - Hi.
Like my fairy?
I want to play with it.
You can buy one here.
But I want yours.
Yes, but this is my fairy.
I want yours.
I think you're confused.
No, it's mine.
Look...
You're just a little girl.
A boring miniature human. A crying machine,
ordinary.
Mum?
I have to go.
Let's go, sweetie.
Excuse me, Madam.
Emma.
Emma, please.
Look, Emma,
you're working with kids, have some tact.
She had quite an imagination.
The truth would only have disappointed her.
Here, we sell dreams and adventures...
Just look at the flying fairies, they sell themselves!
Look at them! - I'm sorry, Mr Carpintero.
I'll try harder.
You just don't understand the essence of our business.
In a fire, what would you save?
- The children and women first. - No!
No, Emma!
The flying fairies, first the flying fairies.
Understand?
Then the kids, and...
Right, come on.
GROWING UP
Hello?
Hello there.
Hello.
Shouldn't you be packing?
You said your boyfriend would be supervising.
He's not my boyfriend.
Stalin?
- You live together... - He's my flatmate, where is he?
Locked inside his room.
I know what you're doing. They're here.
The moving men are here, remember?
Andrés?
Andrés.
You haven't even started packing.
- Andrés? - I'm ill.
No, you're not.
Come here, give me some love.
What? No. Get out of bed and pack up your things.
- Ok, but come here, come on. - No.
No, Andrés!
I'll regret it. - No, you won't.
The last time.
Fine, the last time and I'll go.
Take this off. - You take it off.
Quickly, ok? - Shit.
You're so bossy.
It's good that you're leaving.
If your real boyfriend knew you live with another man...
There is no real boyfriend, Stalin.
I'm alone.
He couldn't pay rent, one thing led to another and...
Miss, if you don't have anywhere to sleep tonight...
I'm sharing with my grandmother.
You're even letting him keep the flat!
He won't stay long because he's broke,
and we weren't even a couple, we were flatmates.
What else did you do for him this morning?
- A change of topic? - It's unbelievable,
you're worth so much. - I'll change the topic.
Where will you live?
For the time being I'm at... my friend Stalin's house.
But, I've found somewhere cheap.
I can't afford more right now.
And this time, I'm going to share with a girl,
I'm starting to use my head.
Again?
Really? - For old time's sake.
Please. I'll wait outside.
No, no...
Lola!
Lola.
Wait for me.
Ciao.
Good afternoon, Miss Emma. Have a nice day.
- Run, run! - No!
You got supplies, now that's...
Here, you love grapes.
I won't bail you out of prison, Emma.
I promise.
So? Your husband's a lawyer.
Emma, you don't have trouble paying the rent, right?
Tell me the truth. - No.
If you do, you can come and live with us, no problem.
I mean, as long as it's not forever
as my husband would divorce me.
If he hasn't already by then...
Drama! What is it?
Emma, I think he's defeated by all the baby stuff.
You're still trying, right?
Sometimes.
Maybe it's me who's defeated. I don't know.
Don't say that. You're brave.
Well, we're going to find you a good man
so that you can form a good family too.
No, thank you.
Don't say that, you have to have kids, in case I don't manage it.
You will, it's been your dream since we were little, I promise.
You're so good with kids, I don't get it.
Great, you did the shopping.
Yes... we can share the cleaning products
and shampoos.
You buy them next time.
Yes, of course.
But I'll need some money first.
Yes, of course.
I can't open a bank account
without showing electricity bills.
Well, now you can.
No, I can't put them in my name without a bank account.
Show them a pay slip, and you can open one.
I guess I'll start off being paid under the table.
The typhoon is devastating Eastern China.
It has affected more than 1,000 people so far.
The bad weather is making it hard
for the rescue services trying to find
any survivors.
Emma?
My mum lives in the area devastated by the typhoon.
Really?
Have you tried calling her, or...
I couldn't get a phone contract without a bank account.
This shop is on me, ok?
And, I don't know, if...
you speak Chinese, maybe you could use it to find work.
I don't.
I'm not Chinese, my mother is.
Coming!
- It's so cold. - Come in.
It's freezing.
What... Did you steal it?
Tastes better that way. Guess what?
What?
I met two twin brothers in the shop and they gave me their numbers
and I don't know which I prefer! - You and your strange affairs!
Come, I've something to tell you.
Give me your hand.
Either one.
On my God.
The time has come!
It's here, it's here.
I'm going to be a mum!
Goodness me!
But, what...
What great news! Are you in shock? Because I am.
Does Gabriel know? - Of course he does.
He's so excited... well actually he's shit scared,
but we're so happy and...
Emma, the important thing is...
I want you to be Godmother.
Ok? Because you're like my sister, and...
Godmother, sister... grandmother!
Lola, of course I will. - Don't say yes too quickly.
Think it over, it's important, ok?
Being a Godmother's nothing. It's...
It's just symbolical, right? It's no effort.
I never even saw my Godmother. - But I...
But I'll see your little boy, or girl, whatever it is
all the time. I'll be there. - Ok.
I miss you.
Why? I haven't gone anywhere.
But I miss you.
Dear little punky.
You're done, right?
Yes, yes, yes.
Yes.
- That was good, right? - Very good.
My theory is
that men who've had girlfriends are more skilled.
Don't get confused, I don't want a relationship.
I'm sorry if I gave you that impression.
No, not at all.
Let's see, Lucas... wasn't it?
You tell me what you want, it's easier that way.
I'd like to see you again.
Really?
- Yes. - I thought you didn't.
Yes, I like you a lot.
What if we keep seeing each other and you get possessive
and want a relationship?
Yes, I could end up liking you a lot.
I think we should just be friends.
You know?
But not very good friends either because...
I like you too much
for us just to be friends. - Of course.
What's more, I already have loads of friends.
- Do you like tea? - Of course.
I miss my glasses so much.
Where are they?
I lost them,
and I can't find them as I can't see.
Well,
what do you make of my new acquisitions?
They're...
very...
I love them! - A dressmaker is fixing them for me.
He's divine, and his hands...
Do you wear them? They're really quite erotic.
Well, he likes me to wear them, so I do, I mean...
- How old is he, Aunt Laura? - I don't ask.
Now for the important thing,
Emma, Happy Birthday, dear.
- Thank you. - I hope you like it.
A corset!
It's...
beautiful, thank you.
It's from the 20s, right?
No, from the 50s.
I've worn it myself, I'm not that old!
It's so that you celebrate your birthday...
tonight.
I'm going to Lola's house, there's a party to celebrate the baby.
Yes, you said your friend is expecting a baby.
Get on with it, girl.
Don't end up like me: no children, no nothing.
I'm afraid I'll die alone, like everyone.
You know what I mean.
Just imagine, some people think I'm a lesbian, me!
So what? It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Listen,
one thing is the life you have,
and another the life other people think you have.
And a different one:
the life you'd like to have.
You're young, seek the life you dream of.
You don't have that much time, just look at me.
Tinder's all I have left.
And burn that checked shirt, ok?
Or everyone will think you're a lesbian, like me.
What nonsense! Everybody's wearing checked shirts.
Not everybody.
Hi!
Daddy!
Congratulations! - You're alone?
- Yes. - Come in. Please.
Aren't you seeing anyone?
I'm seeing two twins, more or less.
Why did I ask? Make yourself at home.
Emma!
I was waiting for you to arrive. - Yes!
I'm so excited because everybody's here.
You'll see. Leaving?
Yes, I'm sorry.
Know each other? Diana just had a baby.
Hello, no.
You look amazing, you can hardly tell.
Please, don't make me laugh, I haven't slept for 4 weeks.
I was happy before, thought I'd be a happy mum.
But when they cry non-stop for 26 hours...
26 hours, I'm serious.
What was I thinking?
Don't do it.
Ok.
Just don't, really.
- Nonsense. - This one will sleep.
Of course!
Emma's a strange one.
She's absurd.
How are you friends?
You're so different.
And she always goes out with the weirdest guys.
There must be a perfect guy for her.
- Where? - I don't know,
but the right guy must be waiting for her somewhere.
He'll run away as always.
She's been with so many. She's the problem.
She's experimenting, trying things.
To be honest, I envy her a little.
Because I would have liked to have been braver.
You know? - Thanks a lot.
No, I would have liked to have been more daring, you know?
What? - Emma isn't a happy person.
And don't believe half of what she says, that stuff about the twins...
I'm Emma.
Martín.
A friend of the father's.
I'm a friend of the mother's.
Who knows? - They're not technically parents yet.
They think so.
No.
Today's my birthday.
Really? Happy Birthday.
It's our secret, ok?
- Ok. Happy Birthday. - Thank you.
Martín.
Come, Lola wants you.
I can't believe she's going to be a mum, and you're still friends,
I envy you.
Ten years since we saw each other? - Yes!
I hardly recognised you.
I always looked older than I was.
Fat girls always look older.
Then you reach 40, stop and don't get older.
Finally, I look younger.
Marvellous.
- Cake? - Yes.
Emma, dear,
at a certain age, it's best to eat.
No Botox injections, just lard, look at this skin.
Today's my birthday.
- Really? - I don't want to steal Lola's thunder.
It's a secret. - Getting older in secret?
I understand completely.
Happy Birthday.
Nice shirt.
I don't believe it, I don't.
- I think it's a sign, don't you? - I'm Emma.
Let me take a photo. You make a good couple.
No way.
Shame I like men, they're so...
complicated.
Would you check her out like a guy?
That depends, if she has...
a nice ass, then yes.
I'm considering becoming a single mum.
You know lots of cases, right?
I need the toilet.
- She has a nice ass. - I said so.
Yes.
Well, thank you girls and boys for coming
to this amazing party.
Thank you so much.
You're our best friends, which is why
we want to share this very special news with you.
Right? And I think you all know Emma.
Very good.
Because she is going to be the legal tutor
of the baby! A round or applause, please!
Legal tutor!
Legal tutor?
And...
Martín!
More applause!
Two wonderful people
to whom we entrust our baby if anything were to happen to us...
which it won't. - Let's not get dramatic.
Come, Martín, please.
Hello!
Hello.
Hi everybody. - Are you Martín?
No, I'm Violeta.
Film it.
Lola, it's Violeta. You must remember me.
I'm excited, we haven't seen each other for ages.
- Violeta... - It's
Violeta, we went to school together.
Violeta no-tits.
Violeta no-tits
Violeta no-tits, you've changed a lot.
Yes!
How are you? This is great!
I'm sorry I haven't been in touch for so long, but I'm back.
And, I have some news.
- That's great. - Excuse me.
Excuse me. Lola, I heard you call but didn't have time to come up.
Sorry, this is all a bit...
This is Emma, the baby's legal tutor.
A round of applause, please!
Do you remember Violeta? - No, I don't.
Did you go to our school too?
I went to school with Lola, not with you,
I would remember. - Yes,
Violeta no-tits, but now...
I don't remember her, I remember you
because we have been friends for 30 years,
that's truly unforgettable.
Well, as I was saying,
I'm back now and I'm not going anywhere.
- Well... - That's great.
- What's more, - Yes?
I have some other news.
Go on.
I'm pregnant.
Congratulations, of course.
That's great. - Do you realise, Lola,
that we can be best pregnant friends?
And who...
Who's the father? - This is the best part.
There is no father.
I'm a single mother.
- There you have it. - How modern.
A round of applause.
Ciao!
Bye.
Lola! How was the reunion, Lola?
- So good. - I'm so happy, over the moon.
- Thanks. - I'll call you soon.
The same doctor,
everything together! - Please.
- Congratulations! - To you!
- No, to you! - Sweetie, to you.
Ciao. - Bye.
Ciao.
This magic trick will show how your year will go.
You'll see.
Ok.
Twenty Euros.
Let's see.
A twenty Euro note.
Whatever happens, this is the reflection of what awaits you.
That's the mystery of magic.
We never know when it will surprise us.
Nothing here.
And nothing there. - Wow.
Where's the note?
Where are the twenty Euros?
My twenty Euros.
Look!
What do we have here?
But, surprise.
A five Euro note.
That's it, here.
That was great. Very good.
We're going to have fun as flatmates.
Violeta recommended this doctor to me.
Let me ask you, Lola.
- Yes? - I'm still the Godmother, right?
Or am I...
that other thing?
Lola?
- I'll be right back. - Ok.
Yes.
Violeta! Look, Emma...
Fantastic.
What a surprise!
What are you doing here? Don't tell me you're pregnant too?
No, I've just come to keep my best friend company.
Being pregnant is something quite extraordinary.
But you wouldn't understand that.
And I couldn't communicate how it feels.
The truth is,
either you have that maternal instinct, or you don't,
believe me.
I came for Lola, didn't want her to be alone,
you know?
Don't be silly, I'm here.
I'm only three weeks ahead of Lola in my pregnancy.
I know exactly how she feels.
Lola will be a great mum.
- I'm sure of that. - I'm more sure.
We've known each other for many, many years.
My intuition tells me that Lola will have a boy,
due to her unrest.
I'm 100% sure it's going to be a girl.
Don't be ridiculous, nobody can be 100% sure.
- Emma? - Yes.
Your friend wants you.
I'll let you know afterwards, ok?
We're about to find out the gender.
Lola, I want you to know that I'm prepared.
Whether it's a boy or a girl, I'm in.
- Come on. - Ok.
It's a boy, but...
But?
But it's also a girl, you're having twins.
Wow.
Nobody wins then.
That's it then, two!
Two, perfect. - That's right.
- Great. - In one go.
In one go.
- A weight off, two at once! - Of course.
Perfect, it's perfect.
Two, perfect. That's it.
That's it.
Do you have some pyjamas that I can borrow?
Pyjamas?
Isn't it early to go to bed?
I've an early start.
- I only have ones for girls. - Perfect.
You're going to take it off when we're in bed.
No... if it's hot, yes.
I have a cold.
Staying while I change?
No, no, no.
You can stay, but turn around.
- I need the bathroom. - Ok.
Take your time.
See you soon.
- Are you stealing? - You scared me!
Going to report me?
Yes, to that man.
Martín!
I have a recurrent nightmare.
I go to Gabriel's house for lunch
and he serves a fresh-born chick.
At night.
I kidnap his baby
and put it in the oven seasoned for dinner.
Careful what you say because we're tutors.
Whatever that means...
We're back-up parents, if the real parents die,
we take their place. - I don't think it means that.
It does, I promise.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Bye.
Bye, Julian.
I read that story to the kids at school.
No way, only one person buys that story: Julian.
Julian and Martín.
I wrote it.
- No way. - I swear.
It's fantastic. My students at school go crazy when I read it to them.
You'll have to read it again then, it's the only one.
I see.
Well... I'm going this way.
Me, that way.
So...
nice to see you.
Nice to see you. - And you.
- See you. - Why don't you come to class one day?
You could read it to them, they would love that.
It's a good idea, right?
Not really, I'm quite shy.
I'm more shy.
Impossible, I'm very shy.
I swear, I'm incredibly shy.
Ok.
Nina?
Eric?
Nina!
Hello.
Listen...
I think it's best if we're honest with each other.
Who is Eric?
And why you're giving him my shampoo?
A new tragedy strikes the east, this time, a volcano eruption
has caused a mudslide on the west side of the Kandi mountain in Sri Lanka.
There are hundreds of people under the mud.
My son lives there.
Did your mum survive the typhoon?
Yes, she's safe.
Thanks for asking.
That's good.
Look, Nina...
you can't steal my products and give them to others.
You'll kick me out?
Please, Emma, I've nowhere to go.
My husband is watching me from the street.
If he finds me, he'll hit me.
Is Eric your husband?
No, Eric is my cousin. My husband is outside below the window.
That guy watching us is your husband?
Excuse me, Sir?
Stop threatening your wife or I'll call Social Services.
The woman who you live with is a liar.
She married me for papers.
Then she stole all my money and now cheats on me.
She said she'd left the city.
That's not my problem. You need to sort that out elsewhere.
Hey.
Give me the money she owes me?
You're joking, right?
We just met.
I'm staying then.
Fine.
How much money?
So you knew each other before?
- Yes. - No.
- From the party, right? - Yes, and that's it.
Martín, I thank you with all my heart
for agreeing to be my children's legal guardian, it's...
Children? I thought it was just one.
Sweetie, haven't you told him yet?
There are two. It's twins.
It's perfect, there are two of you. It's ideal, right?
It's fine. One? Two? What's the difference?
- Nothing. - But, Lola,
nothing's going to happen to you.
But it's also to legalise the role we consider Godparents playing.
If there's a problem, there we go. - Viola!
You like suckling pig?
Gabriel, you're a lawyer, right?
Explain us what this tutor business is, what's the deal?
Let's put ourselves in the worst possible situation.
A plane crash, for example.
And you die in this crash, Gabriel?
Obviously, the two parents must die to explain the theory.
Were you coming back from holiday?
From the Far East, for example.
Bad things happen there all the time, lots of people die in the East.
- Well... - It's true.
Let's use a fictitious place then.
Fictitious is good.
There are fictitious people there too. - Indonesia, the more real the better...
Actually, I'd rather it weren't Indonesia
as we were going there on our honeymoon
and the flight was cancelled, an earthquake...
Look, we're all dead.
And... what if you're mutilated, or in a vegetative state?
It's a plane crash, we're dead.
What if we're dead?
Emma, you two won't die in the same crash, unless...
you were a couple, and that obviously won't happen.
No!
Anyway...
You seem... Is this too complicated, Emma?
No, no, no.
Ok, I asked the wrong question, but I'm in.
Are you convinced? Sure? Maybe you'd like to wait and see them
and then decide? There's time.
Wait? Wait for what?
In case they're ugly babies?
They won't be ugly.
I mean...
Right? Why would they be ugly?
I'll sign, whatever happens.
Here's to this decedent meal,
in the best sense of the word.
Cheers.
Sorry I'm late, have you chosen anything?
- Hide it. - What are you doing?
For a boy.
Good... so this is for a boy?
Boy, girl.
He's paying.
Very good.
Yes. I'll pay.
- It will be ok. - No, Emma, another day.
Martín, you have to do this once in your life.
Martín, being bad feels so good.
I'm sure you were a bad child.
Wait!
No, I can't, really.
Hello.
I just opened this duvet at home,
and it's torn.
I know it's not much, but could I return it?
- Do you have your receipt? - No.
I can't help you then.
- That's that then... - I have it at home.
If I bring it, can we resolve this?
Of course.
We'll come back then.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
How the hell did you do that?
Come on, let's go.
So?
I can't go to prison.
Focus.
The don't fit, they don't.
Fine.
It's sticking in here.
How did it go? Anything you like?
Not really, no.
We'll keep looking, right? - Yes.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
You spend your afternoons like this? Ever do anything normal?
I can stop whenever I want, it's a game.
Look, it was fun. But now I need to decide something.
Please let me buy dinner, please?
- Fine. - Ok?
So, what's on the menu tonight?
Anything except suckling pig.
Thank you.
Miss, can you show me the receipt for the packet of crisps?
What?
Are you implying that I didn't pay? - No, that guy says you didn't.
Well, that guy is very wrong.
Show me the receipt and there'll be no doubt.
I would hate to put my foot in it.
- Officer... - No, I'm not an officer.
I'm just a security guard, but I could be one.
I see. She didn't steal the crisps, I was watching.
Nobody's saying...
But... are you her husband?
No, no.
No, I'm not her husband, it's...
I wouldn't get involved then.
- It's... - Martín,
wait outside.
Ok.
I don't know, I'm sure I dropped it, you know what I'm like.
Running around,
always in a rush.
Yes, I noticed.
But if you don't find the receipt I'm afraid I will have to report you.
For a packet of crisps?
Know what?
I paid for the sandwich and I saw the crisps on my way out...
and I couldn't be bothered to queue again.
Julian, don't you agree
that putting crisps at the exit isn't intelligent marketing?
Is it?
No, it certainly isn't.
He's not your boyfriend?
Martín?
Nah.
It's just that you're always by yourself.
Is that too informal, Emma?
Of course not, Julian.
Look,
how about this:
we forget it, that's that.
Thank you.
Can I have your number?
My number?
Why?
To go out sometime, don't you think?
You write it.
That's it.
I hope it's the right one. I'll call you.
I have to go, Julian. Thank you.
See you soon.
Come on, I'll take you home.
- Emma, shopping was such a good idea. - Look!
Julian.
Hello, Emma.
It's Julian.
You won't believe this, we were just raided.
But don't you worry, I'm fine.
Thanks for the update, I'll call you...
when I'm free, because right now...
Thanks a lot.
No pavement.
Emma?
I... I love you.
Emma, you can't carry all the bags, you're not that strong.
Yes, I am, and you're pregnant.
Yes, sometimes I forget.
Lola?
Are you ok?
Lola!
Your waters have broken.
What?
What's that?
- I'm in labour, Emma. - Call an ambulance right away.
- You're not. - It's too soon.
I'm not ready, this can't be. One moment.
Violeta, you're exaggerating. She's not.
Taxi!
Taxi.
Quickly.
A baby's on the way.
Two! Careful!
A little...
- Tell Gabriel. - Of course.
- I'm in labour. - You're not.
- Yes I am! - Lola, don't panic.
That's not what this is.
Ok.
We're almost there.
Don't go!
I love you!
Don't worry, they'll stop it.
Look, once your waters break you can't stop it.
Yes they can, they're doctors.
- Doctor? - Yes?
Could Emma be in the birth with me, please?
- Is she family? - She's my sister.
Ok.
Emma Lola's relative, please?
- Me. How is she? - Hello.
She's fine, but...
I won't lie, it won't be easy.
It's a premature birth, and it's also twins...
If it's premature birth you have our consent to stop it.
No, I can't stop it.
I know you can.
You can't, right?
Obviously, I can't stop it. Lola's in labour.
No, I don't think she is.
Well... I think that she is,
your word against mine.
But I need your consent. I'm not her gynaecologist.
- What is that? -It's simply
a document highlighting the patient risk.
In case Lola... dies.
In there, right? - Emma, please.
Shouldn't Lola sign this?
It's quite risky, it could upset her.
It could get complicated,
and we'll certainly have to perform a caesarean.
Lola's going to die.
Are you ok?
I'm ok.
- Don't worry about anything. - Ok.
- Did you get Gabriel? - I left a message.
He might not reply, we don't talk by phone.
You told him I'm in labour?
I think that we should wait in case they can stop it.
Emma, they won't stop it. Look at me.
No way.
- Ok, ok. Breathe. - I am breathing.
- Yes, yes, yes. - Calm down, now.
- Breathe. - I am.
- Remember the classes, we did this. - Ok.
- First time? - Yes.
Walk a little.
- This is my second. - Really?
Get ready to experience a world full of pain.
- Thanks for the advice. - Forget her, as if she didn't exist.
Gabriel, it's Emma again.
This is an emergency.
They said to tell you Lola's in labour.
I wasn't 100% sure before, that's why I didn't say,
but they say she is...
and I think that you should come because...
Lola might not survive the intervention.
- Violeta? - What?
- Emma's scared. - Emma? So what?
It's just that I'm...
My God, this is horrible.
I'm all she has in the world.
I don't know what would happen if I die.
- Lola, please. - Listen to me.
Promise you'll take care of her.
Listen, you'll be fine, don't worry about Emma,
you're the one with contractions, hang on.
- My God. - There'll be blood everywhere.
Your hole will tear
and you'll shit yourself
in front of everybody!
Doctor?
If I sign and you kill her, I would never get over it.
Look, the person who wouldn't get better
is your friend.
In any case, don't worry, it's not that easy to die.
Emma, it's simply protocol. Sign the document.
I know nothing about medicine, he's the doctor, he should sign.
- I'm the doctor. - For God's sake.
- Lola. - Emma!
Has something happened to Gabriel?
He hasn't died, it's not that easy.
I want only you to look after the babies if I die, please.
Don't say that, you won't die.
But, Lola...
I want you to know that if I sign the papers, and you die,
I will have killed you.
It's ok, I can sign, but we have to do it now.
- She can sign. - No, Violeta, you're not family.
Neither are you.
Shut up! You just came into our lives
and know everything about us.
- Emma... - My friend is going to die
and nobody cares!
You know?
Doctor, can you take the other mother-to-be too?
Thank you, thank you.
Gauze.
Blunt scissors.
You again?
I'll be watching you!
I'll be watching you too.
Emma.
Emma, the twins are here.
Let's go.
Come on.
Bye.
Lola.
Hello.
They're beautiful.
I'm so happy you're ok.
Yesterday...
I lost my head.
I still haven't decided their names.
I'm sorry.
I don't know what happened...
You lost your head, right?
You can't handle responsibility, Emma.
Maybe it's me.
Maybe I ask too much of you, and...
Who knows?
It's...
I was scared of losing you.
Violeta has offered to be the babies' legal tutor.
She's not afraid of signing anything for the notary on the day.
As she's going to be a mother, she'll know how to look after them.
Won't she?
It's ok.
Of course, if that's what you want.
Violeta's very...
bright.
But nothing will change between us.
It's a formality, everything will be the same.
So many formalities all of a sudden.
But...
it's great.
I'm so happy for you, I really am.
Sorry, I have to breastfeed them now.
Of course.
- Call me. - Yes.
If you need anything, or...
Take care.
Hi, how are you? I met some gorgeous twins today.
They are gorgeous.
They're so tiny.
They're marvellous but they only shit and cry.
This will sound very strange,
but as I went stealing with you the other day and had a great time,
I have a present for you.
Who is this?
A pot-bellied pig, saved last night.
They're very intelligent, they can play games,
they're not for eating, although they're from
the Suidae even-toed domestic mammal family.
Suidae!
Congratulations, Godmother.
Emma, you're too special to let slip away.
Lola would be stupid.
You're trying to make me feel better.
I think I was trying to seduce you.
So... don't believe a word of what I say from hereon in.
And... now?
One second.
Goodness me, what...
What is this?
It's the oldest,
sexiest and most complicated garment I've ever seen.
Can't undo it? It's from the 30s, probably rusty.
No, I can, you'll see.
- If you can't... - I can.
I can.
- Shall we break it? - But my aunt...
Right, but...
it doesn't open here...
Break it, I can't breathe.
Sorry, Martín, but I...
I can't have a baby here.
But I'm its father and tutor, don't you worry about a thing.
Thanks for everything.
Don't thank me for breaking a corset.
Anyway,
I have a favour to ask.
Pay attention, kids. Lucas?
I have a surprise.
They'll go crazy.
This is Emma.
Hello.
Remember Growing up?
- Yes. - Well, Emma wrote it,
and she's going to read it to us.
I read dreadfully.
My mum reads to me every night.
- And me. - Me too.
Emma isn't a mum yet
but she writes kid's stories.
That way you can practise for when you have a baby.
Yes... Yes.
Now silence, as she's very shy, ok?
"Mica... Mica...
Micaela was
a very small little girl
and very...
wise.
She was very slight,
but her mischievous..."
Martín. Sorry, I don't feel well.
Emma will learn the story and come back.
You know where we are, Emma. A round of applause.
- Do something! - What? What can I do?
- They're babies and babies cry. - The bottles...
Forget the bottles.
- Forget them. - I will.
Miss!
Stalin! What are you doing here?
They're moving.
They didn't say.
You know them?
It's like when you moved: the husband won't pack.
Not my husband.
But, it doesn't matter, I guess...
it's not the best time.
He's keeping the house.
Just like you.
They're babies, they're crying.
Know what you are, Gabriel? An urban legend.
And there are two, which is your fault.
Of course.
Do what you want now, because I'm leaving.
She'll love it.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Very good, Emma. See how they sell themselves?
Can I get a discount?
I sold them all, this is the last one.
No discount.
We don't do discounts.
We don't do discounts here.
I'm sorry, here.
- Hi, good afternoon. - Good afternoon.
Hello.
Look, we wanted to buy two flying fairies.
The ones in the entrance.
- Shame... - Right away.
- We've sold out. - We have one left.
- No. - Really?
There's only one left? We're having the girls at the same time
and we wanted them to play together.
But each with their own.
Yes, one each.
The flying fairies are for 6-year-olds
and so much can happen in 6 years. - Emma, come on.
What things?
Well, kids complicate our lives, there's no avoiding it,
and if it's a problem-free birth...
- Come on, give me the fairy, Emma. - No.
The fairy, Emma!
- No. - The fairy.
Please, Emma! - No.
- Come on, let's go. - Sorry.
Excuse me.
Emma, you just lost your job,
but you're not empty-handed,
take the flying fairy, ok?
Hi, how can I help?
Hello, I wanted to buy a toy.
Great, what type of toy?
No... I'd like her to assist me.
Emma? She doesn't work here.
Emma always assists me,
she has a special connection with kids.
Have you read her story?
Martín, no...
What story?
Getting older and other problems.
Look, I'm a teacher.
Ok? And I teach 8-year-old children.
The headmaster asked me to make a big order
of toys for the playroom.
Enormous, you know what I mean?
But... it has to be her.
Martín, drop it,
please.
Mr Carpintero,
it's been a pleasure.
Emma
Martín, no more favours.
- I wasn't going to ask. - Right.
You were, when two people see each other.
One asks a favour,
then the other asks. - Like asking
to go steal hats?
Yes, for example. Or asking me...
for a child.
I was going to ask you that favour?
Yes, there are two types of men.
And what am I?
Well, you're very good with kids.
I'm responsible for enough kids right now,
as well as being tutor to twins,
which is a favour friends ask each other.
Do me a favour and don't call me again.
That's mine!
- Get off. - Let go!
- Get off.
Let go!
Come on!
Hurry!
Nina?
No...
Nina!
Let's not lose hope.
I'm sure we'll find some tracks. Go on.
They left me one bulb.
One bulb?
Oh my God.
This isn't over, I'll find you!
No, Julian, Julian...
It's ok, it's ok.
If they turn off the electricity, you can stay with me.
That won't happen.
I'd look after you well.
They won't turn it off.
You know, I'm here, whatever you need.
Thank you, Julian, I'm...
I'm going to see...
I'll see, ok?
A bad cockroach...
was going through a rough patch...
whilst sipping...
beetroot soup.
The more it hurt,
the more she drank.
The more she cried,
the more she laughed.
And the more she dreamt of being...
a flying fairy.
Emma!
But the cockroach...
Julian!
...no longer remembered when she was a girl.
At once the cockroach
was going through a rough patch...
Why do you always have me measure you?
I know them by heart. - I think my chest is bigger.
Look at me. - Ninety-five.
- That's great! - Let's see your shoulders.
The measurements of a dancer.
What a fibber!
I'm not.
Emma
Gabriel.
Lola's not here, we separated, did you know?
More or less.
Want to come in?
I'd give you a bed from the kids' room, but Lola took them.
Thanks.
Gabriel?
I know you don't like me,
so I really appreciate you letting me stay.
You never liked me.
I think I was just jealous
because you took my best friend away.
And now you're all I have left of Lola.
Ditto.
It's much worse for you.
At last we have something in common.
We're the rejected parents, right?
I was only the back-up mum.
Wow, Emma.
They invited you too.
- Invited? - Yes.
Of course.
I love your ties.
- Not coming in? - In a minute.
- I'm so happy we're all together. - Yes.
- How long since we saw each other? - Long enough.
You look great, hardly changed.
I think I have changed.
My belly's gone for starters.
And I'm a mother
of three... Three marvellous children.
And, most importantly,
I gained a sister.
What are you doing there?
Hi.
What a surprise, come in.
Goodness me, how exciting. What are you doing here?
Sorry to interrupt, I didn't know you were here.
How lovely.
- I brought your daughter a present. - Thanks.
It's my favourite toy, and...
You'll have to save it for a while, it's for 6-year-olds.
Yes, Emma.
How exciting to see you here.
Violeta, if I'd known you were here, I'd have brought you one
for your girl.
You're so funny.
So funny,
your friend.
Why wouldn't I be here? It's my house.
Is it?
Didn't you see the door?
Well, it's so kind of you
to house Lola while she makes up with Gabriel.
Makes up with Gabriel?
- Well... - Emma,
this is our house:
"L" for Lola,
"V" for what? For Violeta.
Our house, we live together.
Is she kidding?
Emma, we're friends.
Ok? And...
we help each other with the children, that's it.
There's no problem, Emma.
That's it. - So,
you're here happily smelling other babies' shit.
Well, it's amazing what you get used to.
Look.
Know what it really is?
We can make adult decisions and embrace other's commitments.
That's it.
What about Gabriel? He misses his kids.
Girls, look how lovely.
How about that, look.
What a nice...
What's it doing?
Get off! You don't know how it works.
- Get off. - No!
No, no, no.
Come here.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry, what a disaster.
Look what you did.
I'll go.
No, I'll go.
Emma, calm down. Take it easy.
Please. Emma, please.
Lola, I can do it, ok?
I can look after them. - I know, but calm down
and do it afterwards. - You don't trust me.
Let me remind you that I asked you to be the babies' legal tutor.
Yes, and you betrayed me. Ok?
Know what?
You're no longer my best friend.
You would still be mine
if you behaved like someone remotely normal.
I'm taking this, I have every right, I paid for it.
Big news, you paid for something. Congratulations!
This toy is dreams and adventure.
There's none of that here, so I'm taking it.
Great.
I'll call you when my daughter turns six.
Thanks a lot!
Gabriel, you must get Lola back.
It has to come from her.
I wouldn't trust Violeta.
What do you mean?
Violeta's a single mum for a reason.
Why?
Gabriel, use your head.
No man can stand her?
What if I said that it's Violeta who can't stand men.
She likes girls?
They're living very much together.
Lola's not like her.
Lola...
experimented more than you think, in the old days.
Don't talk nonsense.
Gabriel, I've known her for 30 years.
And...
were you girlfriends? Were you together?
You're kidding. - Not girlfriends, no...
I think Violeta's very dominant,
and Lola's easily convinced, you know?
You might be right.
I should suggest a trip. Just the two of us.
The honey moon in Indonesia.
No need to go so far to make up.
Why not? You can look after the babies.
I'll look after the babies, but Indonesia is too much.
Why? Isn't it a good plan?
Right.
It would take a miracle to make it work.
But miracles sometimes...
happen.
Lola, please.
Are you crazy?
Yes!
Please.
Lola?
Please don't go like this.
I have to talk to Gabriel.
Call you when we get back.
Love you both.
Don't bounce him.
It's ok, I'm coming,
Martín, remember
that the twins can't eat solids yet.
Don't worry about anything.
How can I not worry?
No solids.
No solids, please.
Lola, my Lola...
What a pain.
Ciao.
Violeta, I'm sorry but Lola asked me to look after the babies.
Thank you.
Hello.
Some mushrooms, please.
Those ones.
Thank you.
Emma, what a surprise.
Come to help me?
Thank you, but I don't need your favours.
I need to show Lola that I can do this.
I'll do it, I'm the tutor and I get on with kids, ok?
Let's not fight over custody, they're not our kids.
Steal whatever you want, and get lost. Leave me alone.
Martín.
I don't have money, or a house, or...
anything.
I want to do things right.
Sorry, but you're under arrest.
- Me? - Yes, both of you.
- I've done nothing. - Julian?
I lost my phone and I thought:
I'll pass by in person.
Yes, to steal, with your accomplice.
I'm not her accomplice, ok? Accomplices trust each other.
And you?
Why did you lie to me?
Saying he wasn't your husband.
These kids?
Are they not yours?
They're not.
I wouldn't have one with her even if she were
the last woman on earth.
You're so madly in love, you criminals.
We may be criminals, but we're not in love.
I am not a criminal, ok?
Confess! You're in love with her.
What... I hate you.
Madly. - Well I hate you so much more.
I figured that out the other day.
- Martín, you... - See?
Only two people who are in love fight this way.
In public.
Oblivious to how ridiculous they look.
That's love.
That is love.
Now I know why you didn't answer my calls.
It doesn't matter. Go on, get out of here.
Come on, yes, you too!
Get moving, go on!
I didn't see it coming.
No, you're not her best friend.
Of course I'm not.
Know how much Lola missed you?
Well, and me.
I missed you too.
I haven't heard from them since they left.
They went this morning.
Yes, but it's strange, Lola isn't that type of mother.
She must trust you 100%.
And I trust you 100%
to look after my Gilda.
You see,
if Lola dies,
I want you to know that you were my favourite at school.
Always.
Well...
Let's stop talking nonsense, right?
Always.
Red alert in Indonesia, the typhoon is provoking waves
reaching over 18 metres high.
We're also seeing wind gusts reaching
up to 330 kilometres per hour.
This grade 5 typhoon is undoubtedly
the strongest we've seen for 20 years.
Indonesia.
Martín!
I hope you and I can get on.
- I doubt it. - What if they don't return?
Don't get too attached, they'll come back.
Why don't they call then?
A plane.
Emma, they can't eat solids,
only the bottle at their age.
I know.
It's for Gilda, the oldest.
No, Emma. She's the youngest.
Which is she?
Her, right?
Which one?
We must know which one is Benjamin, at least.
This one, right?
But that's a girl.
Martín, I don't know if you realise how serious this situation is.
We haven't heard from them, and they're not
fictitious parents, a fictitious world, it's my best friend
who asked me to look after her kids. - Not answering the phone
doesn't mean that they're dead, ok?
Know what was my mistake, Martín?
- So pretty... - Not telling Lola...
I don't want kids.
Fuck.
Who does? Emma, please.
Is it really necessary to clarify that?
No.
That's enough, Martín. Haven't you eaten?
You're not leaving me alone with this.
- Emma. - Just a little, a tiny bit.
A little. - What?
I'm worried, you have to eat. - I'll have supper tonight.
Martín?
Stop pretending to sleep.
It's your turn.
My back hurts.
I have a headache.
If I stand up, I think I'll get dizzy.
I'm sleeping, Emma.
I'm exhausted, Martín. Exhausted.
Well, well, well...
Alone at last.
Once upon a time,
there was a hippopotamus
called Martín.
But he was so small
that the other animals called him "Tin".
They were all friends,
the biggest and the smallest,
and they learned to do things
together.
Martín...
Martín gave diving lessons in the local pond.
The elephants already knew how to swim but the lions were afraid of the water.
"Tin" taught them how to swim,
and to float,
and dive
because he was very patient with everybody else.
And he always smiled.
He always smiled.
Just like you.
Martín was the best swimming teacher,
but also the most feared
because the other animals knew that when he grew up
he could eat them all.
Know what?
Even if your parents were dead,
which they're not, or they are, I don't know.
I'd look after you just as well, or better.
It's my taxi.
Ok, be quiet.
Let's go.
Hello, cutie.
Lola?
Hello, baby.
You're ok.
You're ok! - Hello.
I'm sorry.
We're so sorry.
We were completely cut off, you've no idea what it was like.
No idea.
We were so worried, weren't we?
You've been amazing babysitters, really great...
babysitters, right, my love?
Lola, I've never been more ready to be a Godmother, I swear.
It's just that...
In actual fact, we wanted to tell you that...
Well, that we don't really need tutors.
What?
- We survived a typhoon, after all. - Yes.
Once upon a time, there was a hippopotamus called Martín
who was so small that they all called him "Tin".
Martín didn't eat animals,
only pond plants,
and that's why
they trusted him.