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Bastard!
FRATERNITY
Being part of Saint Nicholas of Tolentino is a privilege.
But it's also a responsibility.
We cultivate respect and fraternity
as the basis for our relationships.
Your duty,
your responsibility
is to sow these values
and feel proud of our roots.
Experience fraternity
and that spirit will remain within you.
Daniel Vellan, please go to the cafeteria.
STOP HAZING.
BAPTISM PARTY TODAY
Don't ask.
We'll talk more about that.
...that's why I chose engineering,
and I want to play rugby and get fit.
That Latino guy's a veteran.
He's got a scholarship.
They say he killed a cop.
He gets all the girls.
What's that? A college thing?
No, it's about the colour: green.
I was at school in Vancouver.
Faire sans dire.
- Do you know what that means? - No.
"Doing without saying."
Not in your case.
Pardon?
Nothing.
Shouldn't you take it off?
It stands out a lot.
Do you think so?
Yes.
But it's nice. Those things mark you for life.
Well...
I'm going to unpack.
Okay.
Welcome.
Bye.
I LET GO OF MY PAST AND ANCHOR MYSELF IN THE PRESENT.
I BLESS WHAT IS TO COME.
I'd never taken the underground here. I'm from Aranjuez.
I always came in my mum's car.
I'd do that very often, but the train...
Has he told you?
No.
I ended up in another town.
I was late, so I met you.
Wonderful.
Tolen!
Olmo, the pensioners are asking about you.
I'd rather... not do this on my own.
Dude, everybody knows what's going on.
And there are worse places than this.
My uncle told me I'd make good connections.
At home, I had to eat with my mum and my uncle and say grace.
The food here is much better.
Don't laugh! You went to a religious school too.
No. My folks just pretend.
And why did you decide to come here?
Me? Well...
- My mother is a friend of... - Rookie!
Get me some water, please.
Murkies!
Murkies! Murkies!
Start cleaning! Start cleaning! Start cleaning!
We're in this together, right?
But you? Why are you here?
Do you want to learn how to flirt in Russian?
Or get stuck to a lamppost?
Is that what your brothers told you?
Say something. The kid is shitting himself.
I'll be okay if we go to the presentation together.
We're a gang.
Listen. What's your name?
If in doubt... always say "yes".
Olmo, Manager...
Olmo Figueroa, you cunt.
Hey, Tijuana man.
God bless the one who pushes your wheelchair
- so you can finish your public exams. - Get out.
- You missed me. - You?
- We make your life livelier, Isa. - Come on, start eating.
Hey, don't we have a match?
Of course, but enjoy yourself first.
All of you, enjoy yourselves and drink up
because...
during this month, all drinks for rookies are...
subsidised!
Alcohol, alcohol!
How's it going?
Comfortable?
It's vital that you feel happy, rookie.
Never trust an old student.
He's a Dean, he's been here for too long.
Julio a.k.a. Malinche Fake.
The modern music room is his realm.
He's the typical student who says he has no clue
and then gets straight As in his exams.
And he has the ability to pose like this in pictures.
So, you decide who to trust.
- What's a "Dean"? - A Dean?
It is a one-syllable word, rookie.
Are you all on the third floor? All engineers?
Great.
Are you all coming to the presentation?
A "Dean" is a management aide.
Cheers.
Don't you drink, Little Prince?
- What are we? - Celtiberians!
- Where are we from? - Tolen!
- What do they say we are? - Fucking awesome!
- What does "Tolen" mean? - The power of the "breaker"!
Dear passengers, following international regulations,
we will now proceed to a presentation on the use of seatbelts,
life jackets, and most importantly...
first and foremost,
on the location of emergency exits.
Come on, girls! Move!
Emergency!
Get up, rookie!
Emergency protocol!
Come on, faster!
- To the catacombs! - Move!
Come on, faster!
Faster!
Come on!
I'm scared.
Mummy! Mummy!
That hurts.
Please don't, sir.
Where are you, Mummy?
Take your shirts off.
- We want to see your breasts. - Shirts off, come on.
Don't stop, they're waiting for you.
Don't stop! Move on!
Come on!
Move on!
Line up!
Unfortunately, there has been a malfunction.
Assume the brace position.
Come on, rookies!
Brace position!
That's it, rookies.
Heads up, everybody.
Come on!
Everybody up!
Don't give me that wounded goat face, rookie.
What are we?
Are we mute?
What are we?
- They're starting a debate. - What are they debating?
This is fucking crap.
Let's get things straight now before we start the hazing.
Let's see, rookies.
You will soon have a great responsibility
because you will be wearing the emblem of my hall on your chest.
And although your tiny, stunted testicles
have almost reached the bottom of your scrotums...
What the fuck are you laughing at?
I'm not laughing.
Don't laugh, rookie.
Don't laugh.
Mobile phones.
Give us your phones, now.
- Place your cell phone in here. - I'm out.
If anybody else is going to shit themselves,
there's still time to quit.
It'll only be for 24 hours, rookies.
Then, we'll give you your phones so you can call your mums.
- Another one's leaving. - It's okay.
We don't force anyone but we don't want cowards, either.
That's what Murkies are for. They'll welcome you with open arms.
Can everybody read?
You?
- Look at the bloody document. - It's all there.
What are we?
What does it say?
- Celtiberian. - What are we?
- Celtiberians! - Louder!
Celtiberians!
- Well done! - At last, rookies!
Okay, rookies. This is looking better. Well done!
Put your bums in the air and clap.
- Charlie! - Come on.
I want arses up in the air.
Arses up in the air all around.
I'd like to kill it with you this year.
There's only one thing in your heads.
What is it, Olmo?
- Pussy. - A pussy, yes.
For ten years, I've had the pleasure of coming here
to the catacombs
to bring the VHS tape that started it all
with which we open
Day Zero!
Tolen residence hall rookies,
welcome to these wonderful integration sessions.
You've attended Father Amaro's official presentation.
You may frame the official guide or use it as toilet paper.
We don't give a fuck.
But you must worship our booklet since it is the holy word.
Inside are the 101 rules in order to be baptised with honours.
Terms such as "porkymobile", or "monkseal rules"
will be part of your everyday language.
You've left your shitty villages and come to the big city.
You are beardless virgins,
your nappies still smell, but don't worry.
Here, you will become men.
You can make a good start,
attend your lectures and carry on being a pussy,
or you can suffer and be part of the ruling elite.
The best sperm in the world.
You choose.
To be one of the rulers,
or one of those who obey.
Welcome to hell.
Don't worry, let's have a good time. Or not, it depends.
You, Giggles.
Introduce yourself.
I haven't had time.
- To what? - To prepare.
Stop talking and improvise.
Where are you from?
Aranjuez.
- Girlfriend? - No.
- Children? - No.
- And you got here... - Two days ago.
What have you done? Been screwing your roommate?
You! On stage.
- And you. - Me?
- Right now. - Come on!
Move!
You need to start earning points
until the day we decide who the "Aspirant" is:
the best fucking rookie
whose life will be sorted. But it's not looking good.
Make some noise, dammit!
Cheer your friends on!
I want a fucking police helicopter
lighting up your skinny arses
on your baptism day.
For fuck's sake!
Louder!
You, Little Prince! Introduce yourself.
- I only arrived today. - Introduce yourself.
I'm Carlos and I'm going to study Engineering.
That's great but we don't give a crap.
That's not an introduction, rookie.
Let's see...
Spaghetti Betty.
- This is fucking... - Wrong. Start again.
This is fucking vile rookie Fernando Galeano Prado.
Mercy, Fat arse, Piranha four,
the most stuck-up in the dorm after Edu-suck-me Horny,
I'm hornier, from La Rioja, whores and one-legged girls,
and they can all wank me.
Aspiring to...
study Aeronautical Engineering at the Polydick University.
Next year I'll be colouring pictures
and the year after... working at McDonald's!
Yes, sir! Well done!
Good job, rookie!
- How do you feel? - I feel good, sir.
- Do you feel part of the group? - Sir, yes, sir!
- Do you? - Sir, yes, sir!
Great! You've got hairy eyebrows.
Let me shave them off and make a cushion.
- You're a wanker. Happy? - Yes, sir.
- Anything else? - No, sir.
Make something up. Now!
- Come on. - Quick!
Okay, friends. We've got a special event now.
After years of negotiations with El Rojo, our rivals,
we've reached a conclusion:
each team will referee one half, but we need a volunteer.
What do you think, rookie?
Ready to give your all for Tolen?
More energy. It's your residence.
You're going bald while thinking about it.
Where is Mary Poppins?
Making herself beautiful for you.
Mary Poppins, stop walking like a man!
You have to move like a woman!
Girls, give her a break. She's doing great!
Very sensible, darling. Well done.
Lovely.
Focus on the ball!
Get involved in the game.
What was that?
- What? - Why did you blow the whistle?
It was a goal.
Say "goal" or something.
A sexy move for the crowd.
No way.
Please, just one sexy move.
- Could you make a... - I'm not going to do that.
Come on.
Show good manners.
Get out of the way!
Fuck!
What's this?
Relax, ref.
Olmo!
It's three-nil already.
Why aren't you wearing make up?
Come on. Bench.
Be the bench. On all fours.
Now.
Mary Poppins!
What?
Give us that sexy move!
You should be cheering. Sing a song.
We're not dumb girls with pompoms,
we are athletes from "El Tolen".
Come on, you moron! Sexy move, now!
Come on. All the windows are closed.
We're not doing badly.
Who are you?
Did anyone ask you for your opinion?
This is shit!
A piece of shit about this size!
This size.
See it?
Hold the shit.
Take it! Smell it.
- Can you smell it? - Yes.
Yes? What does it smell like?
- What does it smell like? - Shit.
Exactly.
Lift your chest up!
Come on, chest up.
Smile. We've got an audience.
If I smile with my teeth...
Don't look at me. You're not here for your shitty teeth.
Big smile.
Bigger. Bigger. Bigger. Bigger.
That's it. Keep it up.
Careful, Mary Poppins.
Look into the distance.
- Got it? - Yes.
Eat it.
Come on, eat it!
Smile. Smile. Smile.
Don't laugh. Smile.
- Smile. Don't laugh. - I'm not laughing.
Eat it. Look into the distance. Smile.
- Smile. - I'm smiling.
More! More! More!
Don't laugh or look at me.
Don't look at me!
Don't focus your eyes on anything.
Do you understand "don't look", you moron?
What the fuck?
Howl.
Giggles!
I can't hear you.
Come here.
Don't be angry, Carlos.
Are you okay?
- Yes. - Sure?
Don't get cheeky.
Do you know who I am?
- Carlos. - What?
Look at me. Do you know who I am?
Because I know who you are
and how you got here.
You don't have the money, nor the marks for a scholarship,
so your dad has friends.
Or maybe it's mum.
And yours?
Have they spent a lot on private schools?
Listen.
The hazing only lasts a while.
Right?
And then, you and I have to live in here together.
Do you understand?
Yes?
Good. Let's get going.
Guys, come here.
- Everything all right? - Tell me.
Sexy move.
Sexy move!
- It's incredible. - You louts!
Idiots!
Don't get angry, Olmo.
Keep cool.
Bravo, rookie.
You're really cocky, aren't you?
Fuck a lot in your village?
We might have to take this rookie down a peg.
What shall we do?
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
Calm down, tiger.
He won't last a day.
You'll be back with mum for Christmas
after all the trouble she went through to get you here.
What's happened?
- Are you stupid or what? - Easy, rookie.
What's he on about?
Aggressive attitudes are not acceptable.
That's it. Calm down.
Rookie!
Rookie, look...
Calm down, rookie.
Rookie!
Leave me alone.
Wait. Stop.
You're doing great!
Things got a bit out of hand, but that's it. Chill out.
Relax.
- Give me a hug. - I don't want a hug.
Stop it. Okay.
What do you want, kid?
What are you doing here?
If you want to stay until the baptism, great. If not, piss off.
What do you think awaits you when you graduate?
Join the Murkies if you're not into it.
That dance you did was brilliant.
If you'd carried on, one of the girls would have come down.
Those windows never open. It's the toughest girls' dorm.
Yes or no?
Let's see that eye.
You should go to the hospital.
Go and have a shower.
See you in an hour in the locker rooms. This is just getting started. Come on!
Free hands!
You know, I...
I...
I'd never done anything like that before today.
I could have brought my telescope
and we could have seen the girls in their rooms.
My uncle's got an astronomy shop.
That's why I'm studying engineering, like you.
He stopped talking to me when I said his church was Pharisaic
and I'd be an Atheist Christian, follower of St. Thomas Aquinas
if I couldn't listen to music at home. He said their voices weren't Christian.
You'll meet him when you come to visit.
We'll go with our girlfriends and have a graduation party.
Right?
Yes.
I'm glad we're friends.
We're engineers, you bastards!
I freeze up. I do what they want.
They say "look down", I look down.
"Look into the distance", I look. "Eat shit", I eat shit.
I get scared.
It's much simpler than that.
When they talk to you, answer quickly. Got it?
Got it or not?
Answer, Giggles.
Don't call him that.
It's okay, I'm used to it.
I've always had nicknames.
- Is this your sister? You look alike. - Leave that alone.
Josep says he lets us pull on his cock for 30 euros.
Leave me alone.
Don't smoke that. They're coming.
When they come, try not to act so cool.
What?
Like when you got cheeky with Olmo.
If I were you, I'd take it down a notch
or you might get hurt.
- What are you talking about? - Just a bit of advice.
- What do you mean by "getting cheeky"? - What's this?
Can you play?
Hell, yeah.
- Go on, play. - No.
I'm learning.
Fernando.
I can't play.
I'm only learning.
I can play something you might like.
- Shall I? - Yes!
Fernando!
Hallelujah.
Moonwalker, moonwalker...
What's this?
End of the orgy. Get in line.
In line.
We told you to have a shower,
not throw a wild party
when more than three rookies together means...
More than three rookies together is...
Conspiracy.
Well done. Let's reflect on that.
Everyone on the floor. Push-ups.
Reflect on what you've done.
No, not you. You might break a nail or something.
Reflect, rookies.
You all know who you must thank.
Thank you, Little Prince.
Thank you, Little Prince...
We don't tolerate violent behaviour
nor a lack of respect towards elders.
You owe us an apology for your behaviour at the match.
- I thought that... - Right?
I thought that was over.
No, not at all.
Rookies, if your leader does not apologise
you're going to have to carry on for a while.
Sorry.
Okay, get up.
Carlos.
You, Carlos.
Come on.
Your turn.
Come on.
- Fuck. - Come on, Carlos.
Shall we have a good old retreat?
Don't be evil. Just a shower is okay.
Shame we're in the 21st century.
Hazing is not what it used to be.
- Everybody in, please. - Get in the shower, rookies.
Don't misunderstand me.
Some of you might get lucky and come to the party.
Do you want to have a good time?
Yes!
Louder, ladies!
Yes!-If you've got a half-witted son...
Come on!
If you've got a half-witted son,
- Don't treat him badly. - No!
Take him to "El Rojo" so he can study.
I am a rookie and I want to be like you.
Do what you like with me and make me get on all fours.
What's this?
The prize for rebelling?
Some say that rebellion within a system
helps social cohesion within that system.
Although rebels usually end up in jail.
The truth is you're handsome and we want to pick up some girls.
And Fer and Dani?
They'll come later.
Get in.
Come on. Get in.
Let's go.
It's El Rojo's fault. Our rival residence hall.
It's a hippy party.
- You'll love the music. - Stop kissing and start screwing!
- Do you want to fuck a punk girl? - No way.
Put on a Hawaiian shirt and get a move on!
Thanks.
- Is everything okay? - Yes.
- Really? - Yes.
So...
I was telling you that when I was little...
my parents didn't want me to have a mobile phone.
One summer, I went to my grandad's
and he said, "I'll buy you one,
but you can't use it outdoors.
You must be aware of everything around you."
So, I started paying attention to things
and that's how I found out.
What's your speciality going to be?
Logistics.
Okay.
Well, there's money there.
I'm good at logistics and I think it's a productive branch.
What does "productive" mean to you?
I think I've got potential
and logistics has lots of career opportunities.
Right?
Are you thinking about money already?
Maybe you've always had it all.
Sorry.
I know nothing about you.
Maybe my ideas are not as clear as yours.
Pass me some of that.
Pardon?
Pass you some of what?
- Is that how you flirt? - I know. Sorry.
Sorry.
You know what? When I was there with that asshole,
if you had been with me, what would you have done?
- Like what? - Would you have interrupted,
or would you have waited for me to say something?
Well, I don't know.
I think I would've punched him right in the face
for messing with my girl.
Right, well...
I'm going over to my friends.
- I was joking. - I was meeting them, anyway.
I'm going to go.
- It was just a joke. - I know.
- So, dude... - A pleasure.
I hope you meet nice people.
I doubt they'll be nicer than you.
- Again? - Yes.
I did it again.
Sorry, I couldn't help it.
- Bye, Lau. - Bye.
Say "Wi-Fi", please.
Enough of that.
Say "Wi-Fi". Just to check.
Michael Knight's fabulous car. Suck my balls.
- Spider-Man. - Yeah, Spider-Man.
It's not my problem you've got a 2000-kilometre border with the Yanks.
How's the only country in Europe that can't speak English?
- An original country. - Know what's original?
- The unemployment rate. - And the death-by-firearm rate?
What the fuck!
Giggles.
Giggles gets the prize.
You may leave.
Not you, Giggles!
Go to the corner shop and get some ice cubes. We're running out.
Three, four, four, seven. Repeat that.
What?
Credit card number, rookie.
Three, four, four, seven. Repeat.
Credit card number.
- Fuck, rookie! - Leave it.
- We've still got some. - Stay there, you're on duty.
Giggles! Rookie!
Where are you going?
Are you okay?
Are you in a hurry to get to the party?
Yes.
Is that it?
Do you want us to help you look pretty?
You forgot to dress up earlier.
Want some help?
Sit down.
Put some lipstick on like a little bitch.
- Come on. - Do it.
We haven't got all day. Hurry.
Come on. Hurry.
That's it, so pretty.
Put your mouth like this...
Come on, make up.
Good.
What are you doing?
You look like Ronald McDonald.
What will Mary Poppins think?
Now, say:
"I'm a L'Oréal girl because I'm worth it."
- Don't laugh. - Say it.
I'm a L'Oréal girl because I'm worth it.
What's this mess on your face? Look at me.
- Excellent. - Say "Ah".
How beautiful, Mary.
Okay. Now, say the same thing while pulling your lips back
so the lipstick comes off a bit.
"I'm a L'Oréal girl... because we are worth it."
I'm a L'Oréal girl because we are worth it.
Say "they", not "we". Gender.
We're in the 21st century.
Put it in his mouth.
The whole thing.
- Get it in. - We have to hear some gagging.
Open up, rookie.
- Open your fucking mouth. - Lick the tip.
Just the tip.
Okay, I've licked it.
- What? - I've licked it.
What's up, rookie?
What's that tone?
What's wrong? Don't get angry, rookie.
If you get angry, we get angry too.
That's the last thing we want.
Don't you want makeup?
If you don't want makeup, just say so.
- We're friends. - It's okay.
But we must do something with this earring.
You thought we wouldn't notice.
We're going to have to...
- It'll hurt a bit. - It'll be fast.
Just a bit of blood.
- Take a breath. - One, two and three.
You scared me!
- Do you think we're mad? - We'd never pull your earring out.
Are you okay?
Rookie!
Are you all right, madam?
Fuck that. To the sofa!
To the sofa, rookie.
To the sofa.
Get under the sofa, rookie.
Under the sofa.
Relax and get over it.
Do you know what a "retreat" is?
Twelve little rookies in their underwear
in a bedroom with the radiator on all night,
and buckets of water pouring in under the door.
It's brilliant. Know why?
People end up sleeping standing up, like horses.
So don't complain. Things could be worse. Okay?
Don't you dare get out of there without permission.
How are you, rookie? It smells like coyote piss.
Did the girl get away?
Not exactly.
What did you give Lau?
Call me "Sir", rookie.
Aren't things going well at home?
It's not like that.
It's another kind of problem.
Families are complicated.
My parents, for example.
Left-wing, studied Arts,
but they love that I'm becoming an engineer.
They're cowards.
Get it?
That guy earlier, he's a fake.
Always talking about money, just to seem important.
Class must be taken for granted.
Talking like that at this hippy party. He's plain stupid.
Being able to fit into any context is key.
Credibility is a vital tool for survival,
but it doesn't have to be true.
Are you going to fuck Lau?
What?
Are you going to fuck Lau?
- I don't know. - Do you want to?
- If she wants to. - No, rookie. Wrong attitude.
Assuming consent, of course.
I'm going to give you two keys. First...
The world is one big lie.
But lies are only lies if they're found out.
Second... take this.
The catacombs,
the perfect place for a shag.
Picture yourself with Lau.
Close your eyes.
Shut your eyes.
Close your eyes.
Picture yourself with Lau
fucking like wolves in heat.
Got it?
What are you doing?
Are you laughing at me?
No.
See that?
I didn't touch you. Not a bit, but I transmitted force.
That's the second key: Power, ambition, transmitting strength.
What do you want?
- Don't hesitate. What do you want? - I don't know...
To start a new life.
Good. Go get it. Whatever it takes, with determination.
We do not tolerate violence, but strength is different.
"I've been assaulted because of the way I am."
Have you never been in a fight?
Wake up!
Every year, the veterans bet on who will be the "Aspirant".
I know where my money is.
The benefits are huge especially for people like you or me
who come from a different social class.
Wolves...
very special animals.
They have a hierarchical structure with roles.
Their sense of smell is 100 times better than ours.
You can make connections with very important families,
but they will always smell your roots.
In the end, you're on your own.
You have one advantage, rookie.
Things are never as they seem.
Hey...
I never told you about home.
Listen, rookie!
Do you know the only truth in the world?
We're all going to die?
Exactly.
But music...
is immortal.
I haven't heard you howl yet.
With determination!
Can't hear you, rookie.
I can't hear you.
Let's go!
I'm drunk.
Fuck.
- Hey, Mario? - What's the plan?
- The party starts at 10 pm. - I liked that.
You did, didn't you?
You did.
You have to say things when they happen.
Come on, try.
Look ahead.
You bastards!
This is a fucking robbery.
Give me a fucking Fanta now!
I want it now!
Motherfucker!
This is how it goes, got it?
Fuck!
- I'm leaving. - I always get it right.
Do you think I can do it?
No.
To you.
For listening to me,
for making me laugh and...
for opening my mind.
Aren't you toasting me?
You're right. Sorry.
- To you. - You don't have to act cool with me.
I'm not very experienced.
Do you know Angélica Liddell?
Of course.
- Sure? - No.
- No fucking clue? - No clue.
She says experience is the weapon of the mediocre.
What does that mean?
Basically, it means that...
we are young, beautiful, we are alive,
and we should shut our traps and fuck.
Hold on.
Wait.
Just a second.
Don't worry. We've drunk a lot.
- Let me. - Just a second!
Okay.
- What's up? - Turn around. I want to get dressed.
Don't be like that.
Turn around.
Hey.
Fucking great.
Dani, what are you doing down there?
What's wrong?
Come out. What's up?
What were you doing there?
It's okay now.
It's over now.
It's all right.
Tell me.
What were you doing there?
Listen, Dani...
I've told you a thousand times.
You have to relax
and go unnoticed.
Or be a bit stronger.
For fuck's sake.
What?
What are you doing?
Fuck you.
Come on, man.
Have some water.
A bit of water.
Calm down.
A bit of water will do you good.
Let's get some water.
Okay, dude?
Come on.
Dani.
Dani!
A bit of water.
What the fuck?
You're a...
You're a fucking loser. The truth is...
I feel sorry for you.
Dani!
Get me some water.
Keep calm.
Are you okay?
Okay?
Is it all out?
Look at me.
You're a man, rookie.
- Better? - Yes.
Sure?
Come on.
Again.
Harder.
Your fist now.
Free your anger.
Well done, Dani.
Your full name is Daniel Vellan Larrainza, right?
Your uncle opened the first chain of astronomy shops.
My family chose mobile phones.
Look.
The first to bring this to Spain.
This shit.
By the way...
- Don't let anybody know. - Thanks.
We're quite alike.
Go up to my room.
308. It's got its own shower.
If you want, go to your room first, relax...
And then, come down to the "Integration party".
- Okay. - Right?
- Thanks. - Don't look at me.
Just joking.
Come on, rookie. See you in 30 minutes.
We'll talk about family business.
What bastards.
I'm from Logroño.
I've come to Madrid to study
aeronautical engineering.
I haven't been here for long but everything's great.
They always say they're the best years of your life.
I want to enjoy myself, make friends...
That's it, basically.
I'm sexy.
- Say what you like. - Come on, rookie.
I'm a girl and I love dicks.
I love the veterans doing things to me.
- Come on! - Come on, pussy!
She's doing great.
- No. - Focus and move your arse!
- You're so sexy. - Yes, I'll referee but...
this is a bit much. No.
The poor guy's angry, a bit sensitive.
Move! We need a sexy move!
Let's see, Mary. You have to blow your whistle.
Drink!
- Hey, look at this guy. - Well done.
ASPIRANT!
Dani.
- I'm sorry. - What?
- I'm sorry. - What for?
About earlier.
I never drink, so I can't remember.
I've got something for you.
Guess what I'm looking forward to.
To next year.
You and I together
as veterans, doing the hazing.
I'm glad we're friends.
What's up?
Nothing, dude.
Chill out, man.
Let the kid enjoy himself.
Stop being the centre of attention.
Don't enjoy yourselves too much.
The night is young.
This is closing in 30 minutes.
For losers who don't have a car,
the coach leaves in one hour.
Is everything clear?
"Cocoon", Plantío Road, number six.
There's a chill-out area, water pipes, and...
but mainly there's lots of... Of what?
Alcohol!
- What do you want? - Hey.
I only want to apologize.
All right. Apology accepted.
Now, fuck off, you moron.
How do you know I'm a moron?
- You don't know me. - What a guy!
Don't touch me or I'll get really mad!
- Okay. - I do know you.
I know you perfectly well.
Maybe you'll change in a few years.
Maybe you'll meet someone half as good as Lau,
but you're just another dickhead.
So fuck off.
Fuck off! You're making a fool of yourself.
Are you okay?
Yes.
Careful!
Got you.
Come.
- Are you okay? - Yes.
- Sure? Look at me. - I'm all right.
- Are you on your own? - I'm here...
Do you need anything? Shall I get your friends?
- I was at the party... - What?
What are you saying?
- What's happened? - Are you okay, rookie?
- Are you his friends? - Yes, sort of.
- I'm okay. - Are you okay?
What's happened?
Seriously, what's happened?
- You're completely wasted. - What happened?
Take him to his room. He's not well.
He's great. Look.
He was fine when we left him
but not now.
What did you do to him?
- What did I...? - What did you do to him?
- He's drunk, he's not well. - What did you do to him?
I didn't do anything.
- You live here? - Did I do anything to you?
- Did I? - What the hell are you saying?
What the fuck are you saying?
- Chill out. - Keep calm.
He's got lovely curls.
- Stop. - Do you like him?
Who are you?
- What do you mean? - Do you live here?
- No. - What are you doing here?
Fuck off, right now.
All right, I'm leaving.
Macho men.
Pardon? What did you just say?
Tell us and you can go.
You're not leaving till you tell us.
Say it to my face.
To my face.
You're not leaving until you tell us.
- Not behind our backs. - What are you doing?
- Hey! - Enough!
What the fuck?
Let me go!
- It's just a game. - Let's play one, two, three.
He's going to throw a punch, but he won't touch him.
He won't touch you.
- It's a game. - He won't touch him.
Do you know the game?
You've got to punch him really hard.
- He's going to miss. - Don't worry. He's going to miss.
It's just a joke.
Shall I hit him?
Nearly.
Well done. One more try.
One, two, three...
- What's going on? - Come and join us.
- Come on, Dani. - Move on.
Remember it's a game.
No contact. It's just a game.
On the count of three.
One,
- Two... - He's hit him.
Sorry.
He hit you.
- He's bleeding. - Sorry.
Are you okay?
- What the fuck! - It's only a game.
So sensitive...
Great punch, though.
Fucking hell! This man's tough!
You nearly killed him.
Where was that big man hiding?
Wolverine.
You're Tolen's own Wolverine. You're fucking great, rookie.
You're made of steel.
Goddamn, you're a God.
Carlos!
All right?
Olmo talked about my uncle's business.
He thought I was a loser
until he saw the invoicing.
He had been Googling me.
What's that got to do with anything?
You just punched a guy for no reason.
You clown.
Carlos, I...
I've got my life sorted,
but I'm always...
asking for permission.
Do you know what I mean?
You're not like them.
Pardon?
Fuck off.
Her name was Leonor
And I nearly emptied all my love on her
Don't think it's irrelevant
To this day, I'd fucked as little as an elephant.
Sorry.
Shall we give him a hand?
Okay, that's better.
Savouring her crotch I thought of the sea
I held her head and made her swim under water
I took a breath, looked down and saw her staring
If you don't make an effort I'll kick you off the bed, bitch.
Brilliant. Brilliant.
That was hilarious.
Better luck next time, you fuck.
I hope you all fuck more often.
You need it!
I'd just ask your God, please,
use condoms,
so your shitty sperm
brings no more people like you to the world.
Fer, brother. A toast.
To you and me.
This is going to be fun.
You know what?
I don't know who is more disgusting, the masters that lead
or the servants who obey.
What's wrong with you?
Lackey.
Stop!
Fuck, Dani. Sorry.
- Are you okay? - What do you think?
Do you think he's all right, you thug?
- Dani. - Where are you going?
We're here to have a good time.
This physical violence is unacceptable.
It goes against everything we stand for.
You can behave like a thug somewhere else.
Get out.
Piss off, Carlos.
Piss off.
That's him.
Not laughing now, are you?
Stop!
You bastard!
Stop!
Screw you!
Soft music is for faggots.
100%. Catacombs first, I'll be waiting here.
A bit of a geek, your friend.
You've got a lot of catching up to do.
I'm much younger than you.
Watch me when I'm your age.
I'm not talking about me, you moron.
He's just a kid. Leave him alone.
Next year, you'll be a "desk".
You can't haze until your third year.
I could also be a bench. I'm good at it.
Nice one, rookie.
Come on, handsome. Take me away from these brutes.
To the bedroom.
- Wait. - What's wrong?
I feel dizzy.
- Me too. - No. Wait.
I told my cousin I'd flirt with you a bit, but that's all.
You're nice but I need to sleep.
You should leave.
What's up, rookie?
Where are you going?
Don't move.
Stay there.
Are you paying?
Why are you so loaded?
Just because I'm a Latino, you think I am poor.
Are you the caring white boy?
Fuck you!
I've got a good head start.
Stop this shit and come to Cocoon. It's getting crowded.
Tijuana Man!
The Cocoon's full of security and the toilets are a hazard.
Come here! We've nearly run out.
Because Pepe's nose is huge.
- He's like a bird. - Bye, dude.
Look, kid.
You immigrants come to our country
to fuck our women.
You must leave your comfort zone.
We must put care at the centre.
Long live España!
Long live Christ the King!
Apart from Bad Bunny, you haven't got a clue.
Fucking "trap" fan.
Listen.
Listen to that.
Elvis Presley.
Not a clue, right?
Move your hips.
Double bass.
What are you doing?
- It's a dick, you wench. - Okay.
What a wounded goat face.
Don't back down now.
Look at me.
You're already baptised, like a fucking man.
Let's set high standards, right?
Let's have a good time.
Come on.
Recording.
The blanket first.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Put your face there.
Lick the air.
Don't wake her up.
Come on.
Get started with foreplay.
That's it, rookie. You're fucking awesome.
Look at the camera.
Say "hi" or something.
Say "hello" to Tijuana Man and say: "Monkseal rules."
- Tijuana Man... - More quietly.
Monkseal rules.
Well done, rookie.
Move over here and get your little friend ready.
Your little friend.
Hurry up.
Dick, cock, penis, come on.
Put this on.
Put it on her face.
Near her mouth.
Close your eyes.
Fucking hell!
You bastard.
And... action!
There you are.
Careful. Don't wake her up.
Come on.
What are you doing?
Are you going to rape my cousin?
Let's try a more interesting way to lose your virginity.
Pull your trousers down.
Pepe, calm down.
Shut up and record.
Pull your trousers down.
Relax.
It's all right.
It's only in your imagination
or maybe we'll get carried away. We should be okay.
Machos think it's homophobic because those losers
don't know the anus is full of nerve endings!
Relax.
Imagine Lau
with a 12-inch dildo
ready to get some pleasure.
Look who's here.
Good morning, Vietnam.
Lau!
Hey.
- Listen. - Are you okay?
I'm all right.
- Are you okay? - Yes.
- Are you sure? - Yes. Sure.
Hey, listen.
I wanted to apologise about earlier.
Okay. Apology accepted.
I'm leaving. I'm feeling terrible.
Wait, please. I want to...
Don't you get that I want to leave?
Don't you listen?
I only want to talk for a minute and apologise.
It's okay, I got it.
We've only just met. It's okay.
But Pepe introduced us.
Or did I hit on you?
You complain but you always do what he says.
What the fuck do you know about me?
Who are you to judge me?
I see.
You think you're better than my cousin and his stupid friends.
You have no idea.
I'm near my place.
Four guys want to beat me up.
I'm going to destroy them.
They got it all wrong.
The prodigal son! What are you doing here?
Nothing.
I'll get back to you in ten minutes.
I want my phone back.
- Where is it? - You'll get it tomorrow.
I want it now.
Keep calm, rookie.
Wait! You'll get it in a minute.
Relax.
What?
- Is Dani there? - I'm trying to answer some texts.
You are no longer welcome here. Have a drink or piss off.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Carlos, wait!
- Dani! What are you doing? - What are you doing? Chill out.
Are they all in there? What are they doing?
They're playing Snakes and Ladders with a nice lady.
There is consent and they are all adults, so chill out.
Knock.
Everything all right?
Fine. We'll be out in a minute.
- Dani, what's going on? - Stop!
- Dani! - What are you doing?
Dani. What's happened?
Dani.
Dani. What's happened?
Let's get out of here.
What have you done, you bastards?
Nothing's happened.
Turn the light off or she'll wake up.
What have you done, you bastards?
Let her sleep.
Calm down.
Are you all right?
Mary Poppins, they've come to wake you up.
Wake up, princess.
Your mum will be proud of you. You are a man of worth.
You are sick.
Is that so, Little Prince?
Okay. Fucking great.
What?
Let's see.
Chill out, rookie.
It's over.
As of tomorrow, you can decide who the moron in the group is.
If not, that will mean...
that you are still the moron.
Calm down, Carlos!
Leave that. You're going to hurt yourself.
Hand it over.
Calm down, man!
Listen.
Let's calm down.
Everybody calm down!
Let's chill like before, right?
Look at me!
Think!
Give me that.
Put it down.
Look at me.
You and I are friends.
We're having fun. You're losing it.
All right...
We've all got carried away.
Let's leave it there.
Carlos, look at me. You are not like that.
Please.
Fuck.
Dani!
Pepe.
Call an ambulance.
Dani!
Call an ambulance!
What are you doing?
Are you there?
Let's go.
You bastard!
THE ALLEGED MURDERER WAS A VIOLENT YOUNGSTER
It's what Pedro was saying;
poor schooling.
Do you think there's something else? The cold expression, never smiling...
I'm sure there is, although I wasn't part of this boy's admission process.
There is no doubt that he has a violent profile.
What we should focus on is
this amoral, weak youth with no principles,
who leads a life of comfort...
THE WORLD IS YOURS.
...and is asked nothing in return.
COHABITATION, RESPECT, FRATERNITY.
How are you?
Imagine...
FRATERNITY