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It's beautiful.
I like it because it really captures my essence.
Yes, you look very natural. It's really you.
-The photographer works for Vanity Fair. -Did they feature you?
No, he's a mate of mine. I like having it here because…
…it reminds me of who I am.
What I like. The beauty industry can be superficial.
-For sure. -So it feels real to connect with nature.
I like real people.
Real women.
-Shall we go? -Where?
-That lay sucked. -Yeah, I screwed up.
-Terribly. -Cut it out, my head hurts.
As does my head and pussy.
The poor thing was starving for good sex. I hope she doesn't fall in love.
-Think he noticed it disgusted me? -Well, I hope not.
You don't want the boss to have it in for you. We've just started.
-Hey. How are you? -Good.
I really enjoyed that. How about you?
Did you like it?
We are perfectly imperfect.
We are unique.
CELEBRATES 50 YEARS
WE WANT TO CELEBRATE IT WITH ALL OF YOU
What do we have for dinner?
-Express yourself. -Cristina?
Whoever you are.
-What are you watching? -A video my sister made.
-There is no one like you. -Is that a guy or a girl?
She was a girl, and now… I don't know.
NO LABELS
Be free. Be yourself.
50 YEARS OF BEAUTY
-You're posting it without showing it? -Álvaro doesn't care.
-He never checks my posts. -I'm not so sure, Paula.
It has nothing to do with the brand's image.
-Or the event. -That's exactly it.
You can't do whatever you want. It puts me in a tight spot.
-Please, Cris. -There are rules and regulations.
Rules, rules. You're becoming like Dad.
Do whatever you want.
You could support me.
-What do you think this is? -You didn't even say if you like it…
I liked it, you made a really nice video. But you always do whatever you please.
The world isn't like that. If they hired you, it's…
-Okay, boomer. See you tomorrow. -Pau…
It's envy.
Maybe I made a piece of shit.
-It's envy, Paula. -Why would my sister envy me?
-Why? She doesn't even like herself. -Perhaps I shouldn't post it.
What do you mean? So nobody sees it?
Lower your voice, please, you're making me nervous.
After all our work. How many versions did we make?
I feel anxious, her attitude gets to me.
-Paula. -What?
We don't need her approval. We never did.
Don't hide.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Whoever you are.
Be free. Be yourself.
What's the matter, Cris?
-We should see Rosa again. -Come off it.
We don't need to see a psychologist. We're fine.
We're great. We're pretty, we do our job well.
Mario loves us. Dad adores us.
Bruna does bark a lot, but what dog doesn't? Right?
I like it when you smile.
-What are you doing? -Doesn't it bring back memories?
Yeah, shitty memories.
Why are you singing like an idiot?
-I woke up with this song in my head. -Get dressed, we're running late.
Fantastic, girls! Brilliant! Let's try a new song.
More fitness and a bit more intense. You can choose one of three options.
First option: Feet together, lunge back, and return.
A long lunge back and return. Always keep your back straight…
…and let's work that booty. Let's do this!
How are you?
-Are you okay? -Yeah, yeah… I almost slipped on…
You have to be careful, this floor is terrible.
Okay… Welcome to Medina Cosmetic's 50th anniversary.
I feel proud to be a part of this family…
Yes, I'll let him know.
-Morning, María. -Hello, Álvaro.
-Hello, Andrés. -Medina Cosmetics. Yes?
Hello. Good morning.
-Juanito… -Morning.
-Not all offices have this positive vibe. -They adore you.
Yes, they certainly do.
Another selfie?
"Feeling happy about tonight's anniversary."
Hashtag Medina Cosmetics. Hashtag 50 years of beauty.
-Anything else? -It's fine like that.
Hashtag so elegant. Hashtag style.
-Did you just sigh? -No.
-You sighed at me. -No.
What's that music? The music.
Express yourself.
-What's this? -Paula's video.
Whoever you are.
Without tricks, without filters.
There is no one like you.
Be free. Be yourself.
-It was lovely, Paula. -Thanks.
It's all thanks to you guys for expressing yourselves openly.
You guys are all… beautiful!
How embarrassing.
Embarrassing? Not at all, Mari Carmen.
In this world there are swans, dolphins,
Bengal tigers, but other animals are beautiful, too.
There are sloths, which are super cute. There are lemurs, big-nosed monkeys,
and even cockroaches.
They're cute, too.
I mean… What I'm trying to say is that we're all unique.
-All of us, all of us. -We all have something special.
-Even you.
Paula… What is this all about?
-Did you see the video, Álvaro? -Yes.
I posted it and we have over 10,000 likes. Everyone is sharing it.
You posted that?
-Good morning, Miss Cristina. -Hello, Antonia.
-Would you like a paper? -What?
It's a free paper, but this one is actually good.
-No, thanks. -Maybe this subject doesn't interest you.
It's about life after death. And, well, death doesn't actually exist.
-What's wrong with the lift? -Nothing, you're just in a rush.
I thought it was interesting. I don't know your opinion about death,
but people don't like to talk…
-Anyhow… -The bitch didn't even say goodbye.
-Be quiet. -Do we deserve that?
Snubbed like that after all these years?
Who the hell do they think they are? Treating you like shit.
I'm not shit. I'm a concierge, not shit. It's different.
-Leave me alone, okay? -I'd drag her along the floor by her hair.
Idiot, she's an idiot. And so are you. For letting yourself be humiliated.
Moron! Stupid cow!
Nothing to say? Don't like what you see?
Hey…
-Hi, Cristina. -Morning.
-Morning, Cristina. -Hi, morning.
Don't be frightened.
Listen to me for a minute.
We need to talk.
-Morning. -Hi.
Where are you going? Stop.
Who are you?
I'm you.
No, you're not me. What have you done to my reflection?
-You can't keep hiding me. -What are you talking about?
Don't you remember?
Cristina! Have you seen my watch?
Cristina!
Cristina! Where can she be?
Cristina! We'll be late!
You're not Cristina. You've always been Cristian.
No.
You don't remember because you've tried to erase it. Like so many other things.
-But he's still there. -No.
-I'm still here. -No…
Oh, sorry.
Now, about that video… Why am I the last one to find out?
You told me to make a special post for the anniversary.
I was talking about promoting the event. The video you made
features your weird friends and the office freaks.
They're not freaks, they're normal people like you and me.
Not like me.
Look, I think it's nice if the employees can relate to…
Let's put this into context.
We have a high-profile event with a top model.
And you made me a video with Mari Carmen from Admin.
She's a lovely person, but on the inside, and the video cannot show that.
So we'll delete the video.
Delete it? No way.
People are tired of seeing models with theoretically perfect bodies…
Don't go there.
And it promotes the heteropatriarchal stereotype of a woman
based on very sexist concepts.
I'll tell you what people want to see.
They want to see luxury, beauty. Let's put it to the test.
What would the perfect you be like? Imagine it. Got it?
Are you fat? No, right? Hi, Cristina. Got visits?
-Yes, err… To El Corte Inglés. -Perfect.
Try to make them take the make-up removers, they're not selling.
-Go get 'em! -Okay.
-I'm sold on it. -How about a make-up tutorial?
When your sister showed it to me, I thought:
"This is the girl we're looking for." You're talented.
And you look gorgeous. Seriously.
-Fancy a coffee? -No.
Medina Cosmetics, how can I help you?
After applying the foundation, the powder, and the concealer,
I'll finish off my eyebrows.
And for that I'll be using…
…this black shadow…
…and this brush.
Make-up artists always tell me this is wrong,
that I should use brown instead of black. But it looks good when I use black.
Let's do this.
We can't let that old dick upset us like this. He's totally clueless.
Middle-aged men are like faulty products,
they should be taken off the market. That was your tweet, remember?
-What if they take us off the market? -"What if they take us off the market?"
Sorry. They won't do it. They need us. You need to be smarter.
Maybe that's all we're good for.
Didn't you see the way they looked at us? How they clapped?
Right… The glimmer of hope in their eyes.
Who are we doing this for?
-For… -For them.
For them.
For them…
-Hi, Paula. -Hi.
Paula?
-Are you okay? -No, it's nothing.
-I have to delete the video. -Why? It was beautiful. I loved it.
-Really? -Sure. It's lovely, it's inspirational.
I made it for you guys, for…
for every one of you, and he, and she, and they.
Watching it gave me a sort of special strength.
Sure. Why can't it be nice to be like you?
Fatty, bald, with pale skin and dark hair?
-Why be self-conscious about that? -Why?
Thanks for being on my side.
-Whatever you need. -Could you take this to my desk?
-Sure. -I need to pee.
Enjoy the peeing. Sorry.
You're such a sweetie.
Thanks.
Let's see…
-Amazing grill house. -I've never been.
-I've taken many chicks there. -How about for clients?
-They love it. -I'll make a note.
-Hey, Álvaro. -What?
-What's with the video? -It was Paula.
-Paula? An intern? -Community manager.
-I didn't think it was your doing. -Relax, I already told her to delete it…
No. The CEO loved it.
She loved it?
She says it was fresh, inclusive, encourages diversity.
-She liked the fat weirdo. -Really?
She said it's a marvelous example of the new image that needed…
-Blah, blah, blah… -What new image?
-The crazy bitch wants to change it all. -What do you mean by "all"?
All of it! She wants to change everything. She wants us to screen the video
to introduce the new line of communication.
-What new line? -Whatever it says in the video.
But everything is already set.
I have my speech. It's all set. I can't change it by tonight…
No, not tonight.
We will meet the CEO this afternoon and you pitch us the new strategy.
-What new strategy? -What the fuck do I know?
Fat weirdos and trannies? You posted the video.
-Not me, it was Paula! -The girl? Paula, sure…
So talk to her, she'll give you ideas.
Let her explain her world. These young people…
Wouldn't it be easier to talk to Susana?
No, I can't. You know what she's like.
That crazy bitch.
Pardon me? Did you call the president a crazy bitch?
-So did you. -Careful, these are difficult times.
-We have to be inclusive. -I am inclusive.
I am, you are, we both are. So, I want to have the strategy by 3:30…
-At least ask her for an extension… -I trust you.
But…
Christ. This will be a disaster.
Hi, gorgeous! Today I'll show you my favorite make-up.
The one I use virtually every day and from now on, so can you.
My favorite make-up.
For daytime, night-time, to go to school or to work…
One, two, three, roll that video!
-You are a dirty pig. -Fuck!
Wanking at the office? Is that what we get paid for?
Don't you feel ashamed?
What about your hands?
So, Paula, huh? Now I get the song, it all fits in.
Paula is a good choice. She's hot and she is neat.
She treats us nicely, unlike all the other girls.
And let's admit it, she called you "a sweetie."
-Exactly, and I think… -No, you're right.
-Why couldn't we be with Paula? -Why?
Because we're going bald and aren't conventionally handsome?
That's right. We're perfectly imperfect. But I think Paula…
Look at yourself. At me.
You're ugly as fuck.
What?
Maybe I didn't make myself clear. You're ugly as fuck.
Most women are put off just shaking your hand, so imagine doing more.
-That isn't true. -Do I have to remind you about Aitana?
-Aitana was ages ago. -And Lucía? Gemma Hurtado?
I was just a kid.
Fuck, Alberto, we were 36 years old!
Paula is different, she's not superficial. She sees the inside of a person.
And we have something special.
Sure… What's special about us?
-Well… -Tito, Tito, Tito…
Stop fantasizing. We're fine now. We're relaxed.
Do you want to suffer again?
Should we finish wanking?
-Alberto. -Aurora.
The coffee machine is blocked.
-It probably needs water. -Could you fix it, please?
I'll put the maintenance guys out of a job.
-Espresso with soy milk and no sugar. -Sure, I'm on it.
Thanks for seeing me, Rosa.
-I haven't been here for months. -A year.
A year? I thought I didn't need it, that I was doing okay, but…
Well, obviously you're not.
-Sorry about quitting so suddenly. -No worries. How can I help?
-It turns out… -You could have called.
-I was busy at work… -You sent me a text, Cristina.
After listening to your problems for four years, you quit me on WhatsApp?
Well, I let you know in advance. And I paid for the session.
Oh, you paid? So that makes it okay then?
-I'm sorry. -It's water under the bridge.
So, how are things with your asexual husband?
Still fantasizing about fucking women?
No, things are fine with Mario.
But today I had flashbacks from my childhood.
Childhood memories?
That's original, Cristina. That doesn't happen to everyone.
Well, I remembered that when I was a little girl, I didn't…
I didn't feel like…
It's strange, like I tried to erase it from my memory,
but if I think about it, it fits in with so many things, my insecurities…
-Everything okay? -No, I can't go on.
-Why? -You annoy me.
I didn't like you before.
You have a mediocre life, lack of initiative…
-Well, I… -Sorry, we can't go on.
I can't stand you. Looking at you makes me want to spit in your face.
You better go. I could slap you right now.
Like this. Bang! Right in the face.
All right then…
Where are you going?
That will be 60 euros.
Yes, of course.
Paula. My office, now.
-Are you firing me? -Well…
Ernesto was fuming. "Who made the video? This is a clusterfuck…"
And other language I'll spare you.
Initiative obviously doesn't work here.
-Only mediocre guys… -You're not fired.
-…like you, Álvaro. What? -What? Please take a seat.
-I convinced Ernesto to keep you on. -Really?
It wasn't easy. He loves firing staff. He wanted the one responsible.
I told him that my team is like family to me.
-Thanks, Álvaro. -We're meeting the CEO at 3:30.
-Me too? -Yes.
I convinced him to let you come along.
I don't know what to say.
Nothing. Say nothing. Let me do the talking.
Actually, I have some questions.
What did you want to convey with the video? Why the fat guy?
I think the company's image is clearly old-fashioned.
-You think so? -Yes, clearly old-fashioned.
What else?
It's exclusively aimed at heterosexual cis females
and is based on beauty norms that don't reflect real people.
That is why we want a more inclusive image
that embraces everyone, because beauty is multifaceted.
-For this reason, men and women… -And transgender people.
-Cis men and women, transgender… -And non-binary.
-Men, women, transgender… -And gender-fluid people.
-Are you joking? -Paula said…
This is absurd.
Paula knows this stuff. Maybe she can…
What? Do you want that kid to take our job?
Is that it? After all I have done for her. I showed her the ropes.
I took her to client meetings. Brothels were obviously out.
Did she ever thank me? Not once. And she never liked any of my selfies.
-I'm going. -I like all her-- Excuse me?
-I'm going. -Where?
-I don't know. -What are you on about?
I'm tired, Álvaro. It's not you, it's me. It's…
We always talk about the same thing. We talk about you, basically.
-We never talk about… -What would you prefer?
-I don't feel the same. -Excuse me?
-I'm sorry, Álvaro. -You can't go.
-Yes, I can. -Oh, yeah? How?
-Through the door. -Okay, okay. Wait, Álvaro. Wait…
What do you want to discuss? Cinema, current events?
-That isn't it. -International politics?
-Goodbye. -Hey, wait!
Don't do this today. I need your support…
And what do I need, huh? What do I need?
What would you need?
Goodbye, Álvaro.
Álvaro…
Álvaro!
Álvaro, we should look at the results when you have time… Álvaro?
-Álvaro. -Yes?
We should look at the annual results for the report…
-What's wrong? -How so?
-You don't have a… -Oh, no, um…
-Why don't you have a...? -He left.
-What do you mean? -He split.
-Where to? -No idea.
-But how could he… -Because we broke up! We broke up.
Hi, I'm Ángel Alferez. Welcome to my YouTube channel.
Let me share how I knew I was trans.
I realized something didn't fit in with my perception of myself
and others' perception of me.
I referred to myself in the masculine, wore my dad's clothes.
I just couldn't feel comfortable with my body.
This is called dysphoria. You don't identify with your body.
You look in the mirror and those boobs aren't yours,
you shouldn't have them.
Right now I'm wearing a binder, which flattens your breasts.
"Binder" is an English word.
They are compression tops that basically hide your breasts.
I'm a guy and I don't want a penis. I'm absolutely fine without one.
I was totally sure that I was not a woman.
But now I'm totally sure I'm not a man.
A tomboy isn't necessarily a lesbian.
I am non-binary trans.
My boyfriend's, my girlfriend's. I'm agender.
People. I'm a man in a woman's body.
-Who am I? -I think that's obvious.
-Not to me. -What if we talk to Paula?
-Paula? -She'll help us.
Is it… Do you think it's normal for a reflection to vanish?
-No, it's not normal. -No, it isn't…
Do you know what? Screw it all.
-Why do I need it? -For…
For nothing. Nothing at all.
For nothing at all.
Hello, gents. Interested in a newspaper?
It's the one you get on the subway, but this one is very good.
-No, thanks. -Fine. Ready for the big event?
Fifty years, no less, that's quite something.
This company has been running for years, that's priceless…
-No matter. -"No matter" what?
-Quit saying that. Quit saying it! -Please don't start again.
Those people are bloody disgusting, everything disgusts me. Even you.
Listen. First, calm down a bit. Calm down.
-Why not burn them all? -Stop with the fire thing.
Remember the budgie. The way it squawked.
The squawks it made.
That smell of fried chicken. One wasn't enough, so we burnt two.
And then three. And some more squawking.
Shut up already! We're not burning anyone, for Christ's sake!
Hello. Would you like a newspaper?
They give them out free, but this one is very good.
What…? What do you mean go your own way? What way?
I've really enjoyed all these years together,
but now I need to do my own thing.
-What are you on about? -It's possible. Álvaro did it with his.
-What is possible? -He doesn't have a reflection anymore.
-What? -Just walk out that door.
-I can't do that, idiot. -Yes, you can. Just try it.
Alberto, I can't leave if you don't. I can't just walk off as if…
-See? -You're kicking me out?
No, no. I'm saying we should take a break…
Are you kicking me out like a dog, after all I've done for you?
Look, I'm grateful to you, but I think it's best…
Don't you think I'm sick of your nonsense?
Well, go then!
All right. If you want me to go, I will. But it's forever, huh?
Don't come crying back to me.
-I'm leaving, Alberto. -Okay.
As you wish.
Alberto… Alberto! The printer is jammed.
-Oh, look at that. -Could you take a look?
-Actually… no. -Why?
Because I don't give a fucking shit.
My job isn't to fix the printer, Mari Carmen.
-Yes, but… -I don't give a fuck about the printer.
I don't give a flying fuck about the printer!
Screw the fucking printer!
My desk is over there actually. I don't know why I walked over here.
No, the printer doesn't work. I don't know if you've heard.
And do you know who's going to fix it? No-fucking-body!
I've been looking for ways to make changes here.
-New personnel, packaging… Right? -Yes, yes.
But it's not easy because although my father is gone, he's always present.
We have to make big changes or our rivals will eat us alive.
-Juan knows that. -Yes. The figures don't lie.
Sales are falling. If we don't move quickly…
So when I saw the video, I thought, "Be free, be yourself, just be."
I'm the CEO for a reason. I also have a say in the matter.
Absolutely. Your views are key--
Tonight, let's celebrate the past,
but I also want the event to celebrate what's to come.
And you are our guide, Álvaro. What do you have for us?
Well… I didn't have much time to prepare, but I do…
…have some notes on… Let me see.
Basically, I think that we need to address people.
We need to detach ourselves from the sex.
I don't mean sex, I mean gender.
Gender and sex are not the same. Well, sometimes they are.
Sometimes they coincide, but not always.
So, when it comes to addressing people…
We mean talking to people…
What sex? It doesn't matter. Gender is the important thing. The…
The gender.
What I'm trying to say is that…
Why?
Or maybe not.
People…
-Álvaro? -Yes?
-Go on. -Yes, sure. Sorry.
People… what I… It's basic.
Paula, let's hear your take.
-Me? -Yes. Tell us your ideas.
Go ahead, Paula.
All right. Why should make-up be aimed exclusively at women?
-Why can't men wear make-up? -Gays, for example.
-Not just gays. -Right.
-Anyone. -The Intersex.
Álvaro, sorry. Would you mind letting Paula talk?
-No, of course not. -Thanks.
Well, I believe in free expression.
I believe in freedom, and I think…
-Do you know where María is? -No idea. I think she went to the toilet.
-Hey. Sorry, did I scare you? -A little.
I was waiting for you.
-You were? -What were you doing?
Using the restroom.
Using the restroom is good. Especially after lunch.
-Sure… -Last night was fun, huh?
Is that "yes" or "no"? We can do it again whenever you want.
-Let's see. -Right. How about tonight?
-I can't tonight. -You don't have plans after the party.
-I need to rest. -Okay, take the day off, I'm your boss.
-I can't. -How about now?
-No! -A quickie in the bathroom.
Why not? You loved it. Did you love it or not?
-Álvaro! You're hurting me. -Álvaro!
Bye, gorgeous.
-What the hell are you doing? -Nothing, just…
Do you want to be reported for sexual harassment?
-She didn't play hard to get last night. -What happened last night?
Nothing. We went for a drink and…
You can't go through life with your dick out.
I don't have the dick out. It's not my fault I'm attractive.
I think it's best if you don't speak tonight.
Excuse me?
I've tried to protect you plenty of times.
All your fuck-ups. But I can't take any more risks.
-Now I get that scene with Paula. -What scene?
"Go on, Paula. Go on." You didn't even let me talk.
You said nothing.
-Because you didn't let me talk! -You're shouting at me, Álvaro.
Of course. You feel upstaged.
What?
You feel threatened. I have charisma, they adore me…
-Álvaro, they're laughing at you. -Who's laughing at me?
All of them. Let me see...
Juan, Ramón, the fat guy is laughing at you,
the new girl, I don't recall her name. I hear them in the cafeteria.
They even have a WhatsApp group to discuss your selfies.
-Because they're funny… -No, they make fun of you.
What's it called? The Jerk, The Idiot?
Ah, The Shitbag.
-The Shitbag? -The Shitbag, Álvaro.
They added me. It's usually on silent mode,
because they make cruel remarks sometimes.
Well. sometimes I write, "LOL, The Shitbag."
Álvaro!
The Shitbag.
Make-up is sold to hide our "supposed" defects.
So that we women aspire to look like models with unattainable bodies
and stop being ourselves.
Make-up should be for expressing ourselves freely, whatever we're like.
Because we're gorgeous!
You should speak tonight, Paula.
-Well, if you want to. Do you? -Yes.
I can't believe that the CEO asked me to speak in front of everyone.
Congratulations.
-I know you think the video is stupid. -That's not true.
-You didn't seem interested yesterday. -Because I was worried.
It's okay, I forgive you.
I need to focus on the speech.
-Do you think my hair is okay? -You look gorgeous.
I don't think I have time to go to the hair salon now.
-Ariel's is nearby. -Ariel?
Shit! They have a birthday party today and close early.
Ariel is the guy who used to be a girl, right?
He's neither of the two?
-A non-binary person. -Right.
-Isn't that interesting? -Who, Ariel?
-Yes-- Well, him, her… -They.
-They. Did he know he was… -They began transitioning
and realized they didn't identify with either gender.
Did he have the operation? You can't tell he has breasts at all?
-Does he wear binding? A binder? -How do you know about that?
Well, after seeing your video I've been reading up.
Not only am I changing the company, but my sister as well?
This is why this is so important.
It's not just about advancing professionally,
it's about opening up the minds of people like you,
ensuring differences are respected, so people express all their potential.
-Paula… -What I just said is so cool.
I need to write it down.
Paula, you see, when I went to the gym this morning…
-Was it "All their potential"? -I don't remember.
-What's up? -Huh?
What's up?
I don't know. Something really weird is happening to me…
It's Dad.
Dad?
Which hospital?
-Do you think I do things well? -What things?
Well, things. I know I'm not perfect, but I do a good job, right?
Of course you do. What's wrong?
-They won't let me give the speech. -Who won't?
You've always been a great public speaker.
-Right? -Sure!
-The best in the school plays. -Maybe not the best…
The best, the most handsome. The other mothers were green with envy.
-You were outstanding in everything. -Come on…
You stood out in everything.
That's why you head one of the world's most important companies.
-It's not and I'm not the director. -You sound like your father.
You're not like him. You're not a loser like him, you never have been.
-And you never will be. -No, I'm not like my father.
-I've always been a winner, right? -Of course you have.
I've always done things right.
-Where are they? -Where are you going?
Shall I fix you a gin and tonic?
I was popular, I dated the cutest girl, I scored goals…
I was team captain.
-And you had beautiful handwriting. -Yes, I had beautiful handwriting.
I got good grades in social sciences…
And it was a joy to watch you jump the vaulting box with those lovely legs.
-Where are they? Where? -What are you looking for, Álvaro?
It's not here. This furniture is bloody junk!
Maybe I know where it is. What is it?
You shouldn't have come. I'm perfectly fine.
-I don't know about that. -I'm used to these bloody arrhythmias.
Why did you come, Cristina? You're so busy at work.
I can't stay long either, Dad, I've got work too.
-Do what you have to do. -Yes. I'm giving a speech.
-A speech? You? -Yes, me.
-That's great. -Thanks, Daddy.
-Working with your sister paid off. -Actually, I…
At first you didn't want to. You said that the working hours were too long.
-I don't think I said that. -Something like that.
One of your mom's typical expressions.
But look at her. Giving a speech!
About what?
I made a video for the 50th anniversary…
-How did you swing it? -No, it wasn't me.
-Come on. -No.
-The CEO Susana saw it… -You pulled the right strings.
-She only recommended me, Dad. -Whatever.
-They saw that I-- -Great job, you're finding your place.
If it weren't for Cristina, you'd still be partying
with those dykes and queers…
Excuse me?
Gays. Gays. We can call them gays if you want.
-Dad… -Look, Paula, you've…
never been one to work. You take after your mother.
-Stop comparing me! -Go ahead, shout at me.
-It's good for my heart. -I'm leaving.
No, Paula. Paula! Paula!
-Is that normal behavior? -She's nervous.
-She had everything she wanted! -Don't upset yourself.
Whereas you…
…you didn't have half of what she did. And you're happy.
You still haven't given me grandchildren.
And you're getting on in age. But science has made progress.
Perhaps you'll surprise me one day.
TO THE MOST HANDSOME
Language: Pass. Natural sciences: Fair.
Social sciences: Pass. Mathematics: Fail.
Still think I'm good, Mom? Not one decent mark.
-They had it in for you. -Every single teacher?
People can't stand winners. They were envious because we had money.
Everyone had money there. It was a school for rich kids.
-But most were in ruin. -Like us!
-Mom, I wasn't the best at anything. -Of course you were.
I was mediocre.
Who isn't going to let you give the speech?
-The CEO. -Ceo?
-I'll call and sort it out in a jiffy. -Call who?
-How was it? Who do I ask for? Ceo? -Mom…
How about a gin and tonic?
We'll never be able to give Dad what he wants.
Sorry, I don't have time for this.
-I need a dress for tonight. -A dress?
-I'm sorry. -Cristian!
-I can't suddenly change my life. -Who said suddenly?
-I'm used to living like this. -That's a crappy argument.
-I can't become another person. -You wouldn't be another--
I'm not you!
You can't lock me away again.
-I can't change my life. -But why?
Because of everything. Mario.
We never loved him.
-People at work? -Who cares?
-My Zumba friends? -Screw them!
-Dad? -It may take him some time…
We'd kill him.
Give them the chance to love you for what you are.
Give yourself the chance.
I'm sorry.
No, you can't do this to us. You can't!
Mustard yellow is pretty.
How about a color that's more… I don't know, more "us"?
Turquoise.
Álvaro!
Hey! Hi, Álvaro. Didn't you have time to go home either?
I wanted to buy a suit.
But if I have to catch the bus there and back I'll miss the meal.
So, I'll get ready here.
What's happened to you?
-What do you mean? -Your reflection.
-Oh, I threw him out. -What?
Yes, you were right. We're better off without them.
What do we need them for?
-For nothing. -No, I was wrong.
-What do you mean? -Look at yourself.
-I can't. -I can't even put on a tie without him…
Look in the mirror and tell me what you see. What do you see?
-Nothing. -Exactly, nothing.
So you can be whatever you want.
Anyone you want.
Who do you want to be, Álvaro? Who?
Well, well, well.
I love this one.
-How much? -You knew, didn't you?
-Knew what? -About Cristian.
I don't know what happened. Anyhow, now he's where he should be.
-Why? -What do you mean why?
Don't you remember our childhood?
No, of course not, because I always dealt with it.
You didn't deal with it. You just hid it.
To protect you.
-But now we're fine. -Thanks to tranquilizers.
All right, it's not a perfect life, but is any life perfect?
I'm asking, is any life perfect? At least we don't suffer.
-Right. -Nobody would love Cristian.
Nobody would love us.
Okay, let's pay for the dress.
And we'll have some wine tonight, we deserve it.
If you want, even half a gin and tonic. But no more, huh?
It makes us lose control and we can't get home too late.
And then Bruna starts barking and the neighbors complain, rightly so.
HAIR SALON
-You're Ariel, right? -Yeah, and you?
-Cristina, Paula's sister. -Right! Sorry, I couldn't place you.
It's okay, we've only met a few times.
-You work together, right? -Yes.
-Need anything? -No.
-Fancy a drink? -Yes.
Come with me then.
-Antonia! What's new, how are you? -I'm fine. Look…
I'm buzzing, I'm off to buy a suit for the party.
Sounds great. I bet you'll have a fantastic time.
I've never been to an event like this.
-Join us then. -Me? Don't be silly.
-You're part of the family. -It's not the same…
-It's exactly the same. Come on. -What will people think?
Well, Antonia, then people can fuck off and die.
Yes, but…
I'm so sorry. It was a reflex.
No worries, it was a spontaneous, natural reaction.
You hit me first.
I hit you softer, but it's a lovely gesture.
-Did I hurt you? -No, not at all. Don't worry.
-It's a bit red. -I didn't notice…
Pain is relative.
What hurts you might not hurt me, and I may need more.
I'll go before the shops close. See you later.
What is it?
Hi. I'm Pol.
-What about you? -Hi, Pol.
-I'm Cris… Cris, Cristina. -Cristina? Nice to meet you.
-Likewise. -What brings you here?
I came to…
get my hair cut, but seems like you're partying.
No, I can do it if you want.
I can trim the ends in a flash. I work here with Ariel.
-Brilliant. -You just want a trim, right?
Well… I don't know…
Since I'm here…
Looking at the styles you have here, I don't know, maybe…
-This one? -That one?
-No, right? -It's a big change, but I can do it.
All right, maybe…
Something more classic?
Like mine?
Is that you?
-What do you think? -Whatever you want, Cristina.
But you have to be very sure, because…
-Cristian. -What?
My name…
My name is Cristian.
Hi, Cristian.
I'm Pol.
Hi, Pol.
Just as I told you, Antonia. All that hate and meanness,
always filling my head with crap. That's no way to live, Antonia.
They're actually good people. They have their stuff, but they're good.
Guess what dress we're going to wear?
-I can't find Antonia or López here. -No? How about "concierge"?
-Concierge? No. -Can I look for Alberto? He invited me.
No. If you're not on the list, you can't go in.
What if you go in? He's plump, pale skin, hairy…
I'm not allowed to. Maybe later when…
-I understand, but I'm all dressed up… -You can wait in the bar if you want.
Be free. Be yourself.
All right.
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Sorry, I'm a bit nervous, but…
Well, first of all, good evening.
I have thought a lot about my speech today, and…
To be honest, I haven't prepared a thing!
The existential void, the heir of postmodernism,
subjected the cosmetic industry, for many years,
to beauty norms that are unrealistic, false.
Images telling us how we must look.
They demand us to be impossibly perfect, because we're not perfect.
Each and every one of us is different.
And true beauty lies here.
Here, in our hearts.
I think we should get rid of our complexes
and drop our masks
without fear of expressing who we are...
Without fear of being ourselves.
Thank you.
This is for all of you.
Let's start the party!
Look this way.
-We're proud of you. -You had doubts.
-No… -About the fat guy.
-Well, early on… -Didn't you see him filling the screen?
-The idea was… -He doubted you, too.
-As a young woman… -Hey, I never said…
Did you see their reaction? They were super excited.
-Totally. Here's to the image. -And Paula, our rising star.
-Yes. -Thank you, for believing in me…
Fucking brilliant! Fucking brilliant.
It was lovely, Paula, you did a fantastic job.
It was lovely, huh? So lovely.
-We're so happy. -Yes.
The four of us, right? Cheers!
-What's going on? -Ariel is a fucking ace!
-Who did that to your hair? -Pol did.
-You stink of booze. -Well, I had a few beers.
-And a bit of MDMA. -The bastard drugged you?
The busturd… Check it out.
Check this out.
-What's that? -A binder.
-A binder? -Noa gave it to me.
-What for? -Can't you see? I've been set free.
I'm being myself.
-What are you on about? -Paula.
-I'm Cristian. -What?
I'm… Cristian.
Paula, I don't know who I am. I've tried to be myself, but…
I don't know who I am. Who am I? Who am I?
-I don't know. -What if I'm nobody in the end?
Help me, Paula.
Please.
Help me, Paula.
Yes? Hello? Testing, testing… Can you hear me?
Well, this wasn't planned, but tonight is about spontaneity.
So, thanks, guys, for accompanying me.
Paula, this is for you.
You've taught us to look into our hearts and bring out the best of ourselves.
If I had to…
If I had to live Without your embraces
Fucking fatty!
There would be sorrow
I know there would be suffering
I would follow you To the end of the world
I can't live without your warmth
Because I don't know who I am without you
I could never say goodbye to your love Please never doubt that
Kiss me, I'll always love you
I'd be lost without you by my side
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You'll always know that I love you
I don't want you to leave I want to see your face every morning
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You'll always know that I love you
If I don't see your eyes anymore, I feel blind
Nothing's gonna change My love for you
Paula. I love you.
I think you feel something for your sweetie, too.
Don't say a word.
Alberto, no…
No!
Fire! Fire!
Be free!
Be yourself!
Be free. Be yourself.
Paula! Paula!
-What's the matter? -I don't know.
FIRE FORCES EVACUATION
What a disaster. It's fortunate no one was hurt.
Anyway. Álvaro, you know I've always had your back, right?
But after what happened we need to make changes.
Yes, I suppose.
We're reconsidering your position, Paula.
We want to change, but without taking major risks.
Exactly. How would you change our message?
The cosmetic industry has been dominated by images of beauty…
No, sorry, we already heard your speech yesterday.
Give us something specific.
Well, they don't need to be dramatic changes.
I'd keep the concepts of freedom and expression, they're appealing,
but I'd get rid of anything radical.
No overweight people.
No trans, that could be rejected. It's a minority market.
-We 're not sure who will replace you. -Paula?
Maybe.
Listen, between us...
This is about selling make-up, not changing the world.
-Are you all right? -Yes, yes.
I've never been better.
What's going on? Álvaro!
Why am I in here? What's happening? Álvaro!
-You can't do this to me. -It's what you wanted.
-I'm not sure it is. -It is, but you didn't dare to do it.
-That's why we've swapped places. -But I can't stay here.
Do I have to stay here?
-Here? -I'm entitled to this.
Even though we start from scratch.
-This is weird, I don't want… -You can't take control.
-Yes, but… -Don't look so glum.
I'm doing this for you. Chin up. Everything will work out.
Let's see.
It'll all be okay. We'll take it step by step.
It'll all be okay.
How do I look?
Really handsome.
Subtitle translation by: Angel Hammer