Merli. Sapere Aude (2019) s01e04 Episode Script

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Kid, to the barricades!
There's a students' strike.
- What?
- You're not going to class today, are you?
I know, Nana. Did you wake me up for that?
I have to talk to you
about your father's gravestone.
No way, Nana! No!
Yes way, Bruno. Yes!
Your father deserves a proper gravestone
on the plot where he's buried.
- We should've done it months ago.
- You do it. Don't count on me.
You are his son and I am his mother.
That's why we both have to do this.
No, damn it!
You were all depressed, and now
you're tripping with the gravestone?
Blame your little buddy Pol.
He encouraged me
and made me see the light.
To hell with Pol!
Very well. Then I'll go on my own
to the tombstone maker.
This is so fucked up!
Pol
University, public and good quality!
LA PETITE MOR
University, public and good quality!
University, public and good quality!
University, public and good quality!
Listen up! It looks like we've managed
to take over the admin building!
Okay, we'll stay here
until twelve o'clock,
and then we'll go to University Square
to begin the march. Yeah?
The fees are outrageous,
we must be courageous!
The fees are outrageous,
we must be courageous!
The fees are outrageous,
we must be courageous!
The fees are outrageous,
we must be courageous!
Hey, just one thing, listen.
We've been told some teachers
are still teaching classes.
Let's make it clear
that we're not attending classes.
Please, we need to be united.
Today, we fight against the precariousness
of the public system
that suffocates us
with requirements for scholarship
Excuse me.
and that has increased the fees by more
than a 30 percent over the last few years.
What's up? You're not doing the march?
Dude, I'm not going on strike
for lower tuition fees
- when I have a house with a swimming pool.
- You could do it out of solidarity.
I'll show solidarity by going to class
and taking notes for everyone.
- What do you mean?
- Haven't you heard?
Bolaño is giving her Ethics class.
No cost in funding!
No cost in funding!
No cost in funding!
No cost in funding! No cost in funding!
Damn right I'm teaching my class.
Because I fucking want to.
Well, I don't think you'll get much
of an audience.
Better for me.
Those are precisely the classes I like.
With few, but devoted students.
You say that because you are
a high-ranking professor.
You don't get paid the peanuts I get.
Where are your ethics, Maria?
I ate my ethics long ago,
with Romesco sauce.
And a glass of wine as well?
You should get going.
Or do you expect me
to go on a hunger strike?
We're close to picking line!
There's your little friend,
the dean prototype.
But I have all the requirements.
I know, dear,
but you are not the only one,
and the resolution hasn't arrived yet.
But they said it would arrive yesterday.
Yeah, I know, but these things take time,
and they have to go through
all the channels.
And with today's strike
This is a students' strike,
not an administration strike.
Yes, but this affects you too.
Everyone's doing what they can.
Sorry, please, excuse me,
but I need to work.
It's okay. Everyone's like this.
- What did they say?
- Don't you see how happy I am?
- Did they deny your scholarship?
- No, stupid, no. They haven't decided yet.
I don't know if I should tear my eyes out
to get over the guilt
of making you unemployed or
Don't give yourself that much credit.
Leaving the bar was my decision.
And now I'm high and dry,
without a cent. Do you get it?
You can't understand this.
It's all like a movie for you.
Enough! I'm sick and tired of you
attacking me for having money.
Why don't you go fuck yourself, you snob?
And the next time you want free advice,
give it to your fancy friends.
I'm lucky you don't blame me
for leaving your fucking job!
Leave me alone, idiot.
EDUCATION IS A RIGHT,
NOT A PRIVILEGE
I thought you weren't coming.
Where are your friends?
They're coming. Quite a crowd, huh?
Yeah, everyone will head
to University Square later.
- Everyone? But you're still going, right?
- Yeah, yeah. Yes.
- You're blowing off the march?
- No, Bruno, the march is here too!
I've been shouting
into a megaphone for two hours!
- I've lost my voice!
- Don't bullshit me!
You insisted on my coming
to the march and here I am!
Perfect, and your friends can join you.
- Hey.
- Hey, Rai. This is, uh, Bruno
A friend of mine.
Nice to meet you.
Have fun on the march.
Uh, I'm gonna go hide out with Bolaño
and study Logic for tomorrow's exam.
Hey, I'm not ready for that test.
Can you help me?
- Okay, sure. Let's meet this afternoon.
- Okay.
Cool. Bye.
Bye.
See you around.
Public and good quality!
University!
Public and good quality!
Good morning, my lovely young scabs.
Good morning.
As you all may know,
the great debate
isn't about the university fees,
but about who will win
the football tournament.
Today's demonstration
Well, let's just say it will be useful
for venting.
That's not bad, right?
It allows people to let off some steam.
It's kinda like masturbating.
Well, the nervous laugh provoked
by taboo subjects.
Ah, come in.
We're discussing a major issue.
Has anyone here fulfilled
all their sexual fantasies?
Come on.
Break the ice,
even if it's just to say "smile".
Who doesn't spend the day thinking
about the forbidden?
Jacking off
Says something about ourselves
that we prefer to ignore or silence.
Why is it so difficult for us
to accept publicly
something that turns us on in private?
The world revolves around
two major oppressive taboos:
sex and death.
Sex makes us giggle, death freaks us out.
Well, it depends on the culture, right?
That's right.
Authors like Foucault remind us
that taboos are tied to a moral code.
If we can't speak openly about them,
it's because they contain
something forbidden
or shameful that must be kept quiet.
The taboo about death is so big
that it's tied to the idea of failure.
Living means to be successful.
And the taboo about sex continues to exist
because we are still experiencing sex
with a sense of shame.
University, public and good quality!
University, public and good quality!
- Has the war already begun?
- Dude!
Pol, Rai!
I would expect it from Rai. But you, Pol?
You must have a very important reason
to carry a megaphone
and then go to class after.
Seriously?
You were carrying the megaphone?
Well, I'm human,
and, therefore, contradictory.
Oh, what a nerve! I love it.
And you? Why are you protesting?
Because I have one foot on the plane
to go back home,
and I can't afford first class.
Rai, do you wanna know why
I'm not sitting with you guys?
Because I'm tired of this shit.
And in my country, when we're tired
of shit, we don't sit down.
We take to the streets!
University, public and good quality!
- University! Public and good quality!
- Goal to Argentina.
The demonstration of universal
selfishness is named Pol Rubio.
And he's very hot, I have to admit.
Look, look. There he is.
He left the class and now he's back
with the protesters.
He's even better-looking in real life.
Can you introduce us?
No. I refuse to talk
to that selfish hypocrite.
Fucking son of a bitch!
First, he says:
"Come on, come to the march."
And then he goes to class
like a scab. Seriously?
Fucking asshole!
Can we go to the march instead of spying
on guys that are supposedly hot?
Good idea. Let's stop talking about jerks.
Every time you insult him,
you'd still suck his dick.
- Look, Ángel
- You would! You would!
Hey, guys. I think I know that woman.
She's that actress, Calduch.
- Nana?
- Nana?
It's so slippery with all these
silly pamphlets, damn it!
Nana?
Do you realise how crazy
you youngsters are?
Everyone shouting in my ear. Jesus!
Bruno, you didn't tell us
your grandmother is Calduch.
Really, kid, you didn't tell them?
Well, Nana Why are you here?
To talk to you
and stop all this silliness.
And also to get a lay of the land here.
The Actors Association is giving me
the Lifetime Achievement Award right here.
- Can we take a picture together?
- But do you really know who I am, boy?
An Inspector Calls, Hamlet.
Time and The Conways. You are the best.
Bruno, your choice of friends
is getting better and better.
It's okay. Not bad.
Come on, this place is amazing.
I wanted to make sure the venue matched
the epic importance of the occasion.
I thought you didn't want
to accept the award.
Bruno
One has to know the right place
and the right timing.
Nana, don't talk to me
about tombstones again, please.
Bruno, your father
isn't the Unknown Soldier.
I didn't want Merlí Bergeron
to end up in a niche.
I wanted him to be cremated.
But when the time comes, I don't know.
I'll let you decide.
Sweetheart, when I die, if you wish,
you could take your father's remains
and cremate them,
and me too along with him and
And you could spread our ashes
at the Greek theatre of Epidaurus.
But I'm alive. I wanna have a place
to mourn my son.
Don't you worry, I
I'll take care of the tombstone maker.
Bruno
Can I do something your father
wouldn't let me do until he turned 16?
Do this.
UB ON STRIKE, PROTEST AT MIDDAY
STUDENT PROTES
Hey, scab.
Are we meeting to study Logic or what?
You could invite me over to your house.
Or would you rather not mix
with stupid rich guys like me?
Um, okay.
When you're finished with the march,
you can come here
and I'll explain Logic to you.
You seem a bit lost.
Minerva!
- Hi!
- Hey!
How are you? You all right?
I'm good. And you?
I'm fine.
I missed you so much.
Did you miss my grey hair?
What's up?
Are you talking to your parents?
- Yes. We WhatsApp every week.
- Oh.
It's my nana I find it more difficult
to be away from.
That's why I don't call her.
I think she understand it,
and she forgives me.
Nana, such a nice old lady, uh?
But she's still here, hanging on.
Marcos told me she's weak,
but she's holding on.
She's tough, like you are.
I'm really tired of being tough, Jorge.
Now, I feel like we're getting close
to the reason why you called me.
Come on, give me the headline.
Well I want to go back.
Back home.
Hmm It's a negation?
Okay, okay, no. Wait. Wait, dude. Wait.
Um No, it's a conditional.
- Mm
- It's a conditional.
The antecedent is a disjunction
and the consequent a negation. Right?
So um
If P or not Q, therefore, not P and not R.
- Finally! So do the sub-formula tree.
- Yes!
Yeah. I got it.
Uh, P or not Q is a formula.
- Uh-huh.
- Um
No. P
And no R the other one.
Then P and no R
and at the end, P and no R.
And you're missing the last one.
Ah, yeah, right, right.
The R without the negation.
It's not that hard.
Yeah, yeah, but I have to
fucking pass it, man.
You'll pass, you'll pass.
Was Bolaño half-drunk today,
or did she just seem it to me?
I don't think so. Do you?
She was like the professor
of jerking off and fantasies.
You could've just told her
about your little thing with your aunt.
Oh Don't judge me.
No, no. I know
everyone's got their own stuff.
It's about time you told me
about your forbidden fantasies.
The shameful ones.
All right.
I get turned on
when I'm doing something
my friends don't know I have.
- Pol, dinner time. The four of us.
- Um
Uh, no, not me. I am leaving.
No, you are not. Glòria's cannelloni
is already sitting on the table.
You can't argue with my father.
Are we friends?
Yeah. Yeah. Why would you ask that?
I don't know. It's been a while
since I could say that.
- Mm These are delicious, Glòria!
- Mm.
They were Santi's favourite.
- Who is Santi?
- My husband.
Oh, I'm a widow.
Me too, and look.
Out of adversity,
we have created a new family.
Mm.
Today, I saw our neighbour,
the one with the plants.
Which one? The one with the red robe?
Yeah, that one.
Well, she was fishing
around in a dumpster.
Holy shit. She lives alone, right?
Yes. Do you know how much rent she pays?
- Two-hundred Euros.
- Seriously?
She lives in a rent-controlled apartment.
The owners can't kick her out.
Mm.
Hey, the cannelloni are delicious, Glòria.
They can't kick her out,
but the apartment has already been sold.
- And now they're waiting for her to die.
- Jesus Christ.
I don't know why you are surprised.
Rich people can be such sons of
- Come on, say it.
- I was going to say "sons of bitches".
Excuse me, sonny, but Pol told me
you come from a rich family.
No, you are right.
Some rich people are real sons of bitches.
I have a question.
Is it true that rich people
are given a freshly-squeezed orange juice
every morning?
- That's a bit old-fashioned, huh, Dad?
- Well, it's a wonderful old habit.
- Do they?
- No, no.
But what the fuck am I doing in Barcelona?
I feel lonely, Jorge.
In December, I will have been here
for two years.
I know. How can I forget it?
You came back for Christmas
with two broken ribs.
That's unforgivable.
I was beaten up in my own country.
Yes, kiddo.
You dared to protest
against the powers that be.
They were cutting back
old people's pensions
and you went out on the streets,
barely 20 years old
I went out on the streets with a saucepan.
- Poor little thing.
- Are you mocking me?
No, I'm not mocking you.
It's just that it seems you don't know
Argentinean history. Hmm?
We've been through dictatorships, wars,
Corralitos.
I escaped from one myself, 18 years ago.
Don't you wanna go back?
- Darling, wishes have an expiration date.
- But I feel bad.
I mean, what am I doing here
if my people are fighting there,
with everything that's going on?
I'll tell you why.
Because your grandmother
gave you good advice.
Your grandma told you:
"Leave and don't look back."
Think about it.
You've got a chance at a new life
and you are making good use of it.
Come on, get the glasses.
I quit my job at the bar, you know.
- I told my boss to fuck off.
- I love it.
What's up, you want another job?
I can get you another job.
No. You've already done
too much for me, Jorge.
Look, Minerva.
The world over there goes on spinning.
Hmm? And you have to deal
with the world here.
So don't think so much,
because in the end,
you'll get grey hair
and you'll have to dye it.
Don't be so Argentinean, damn it.
It's too late.
I started studying Philosophy.
Really?
You're hopeless.
Philosophy? Well, let's make a toast.
Let's drink to
you being able to go back to your country,
without running away from anything.
And fuck all the sons of bitches that are
always trying to destroy our Argentina.
- Fuck them all! To hell with them!
- Fuck them!
Thanks again for your help with Logic.
My dad's never been so nice to anyone.
People like me. A whole lot.
It might be because
you're from a good family.
Well, dude. Review Logic.
And I'll see you at the exam, hmm?
- Bye.
- Bye.
- Nana, what the hell are you doing?
- They're imported, from Chile.
I've also squeezed you some orange juice.
What do you want from me?
I want you to think of an epitaph,
for your father's tombstone.
Damn it, Nana!
I thought it was clear yesterday.
You told me you were going
to handle everything.
Bruno Bergeron, his epitaph,
we have to choose it together.
It's something beautiful, personal,
from the family. It's important.
Think of of a quote
from Schopenhauer or Plato or
I don't know anything about philosophy.
But your friend does.
The one that enlightened me.
He's the hunk, right?
Nana, stop. Stop that.
There's nothing between us.
At least not what you're thinking.
What a pity, uh?
I don't wanna talk to you
about these kinds of things.
Okay, I respect that.
Don't speak. I'll speak.
Jesus.
If I am right about what I am
about to say, blink one time, okay?
I, Bruno Bergeron,
feel an
an uncontrollable heated passion
for Pol Rubio.
These are delicious, right?
Very delicious.
You have 20 minutes.
EDUCATION IS A RIGHT,
NOT A PRIVILEGE
Ah, excuse me, come to my office
in an hour to sign the scholarship forms.
I'll be expecting you.
- Oh, my god. Thank you so much.
- I didn't do anything.
- Biel. Biel. Biel. Biel. Biel. Biel. Biel.
- What? What? What?
I got it.
- Ah
- I got the scholarship.
I got the scholarship.
I'm no longer a shitty rich boy?
You are a rich boy, but not shitty.
Don't be mad.
Get up. Up, up, up. Up!
Stop!
- Should we go into the water?
- No!
- She got the scholarship.
- She got the scholarship!
I got the scholarship!
You're a star. A star.
Hi.
Hello.
This is Victor, my boyfriend.
We're madly in love.
That's good.
We will get married, but not yet.
I want to enjoy my life.
Do you have a girlfriend?
No.
You're too hot not to have one.
You know what? The person I like
doesn't like me back.
That's so stupid.
That's true.
What's worse, we're in the same class,
so we'll see each other every day.
Ah, yeah, that happened to me.
Oh, really?
My mother told me, it's like having candy
but not be able to eat it.
That sounds about right.
A selfie?
- What's your major?
- Oh, nothing.
My mother's a teacher here. Maria Bolaño.
Ah.
I'm off. See you later.
ENROLLMENT RATES ARE AN INSUL
TO HARDWORKING STUDENTS
So delicious.
- What's in it, cheese?
- Mascarpone.
Turns me on, turns me on.
Shit, shit. All right, look at me now.
Pol's about to come here. Don't look.
Keep eating, but when I tell you,
laugh really hard, okay?
Now.
No, no, no. He told him
he should leave the classroom
if he couldn't understand
the French Revolution.
Too much!
- And his face
- The dude didn't know who Louis XVI was.
I had a great uncle who could never
find Venezuela on the map.
He always said,
"I'm on the Earth and it's round."
- "That's all I need to know."
- What's up?
Hey, Pol. What are you doing here?
Look. I'm here.
Yeah, yeah. I can see that.
Uh, these are my friends,
Ángel and Sara, here.
- Hello.
- Hi.
This is Pol. A buddy.
I want you to play hooky with me today.
Mm. Ángel is getting me hooked
on ice creams and cakes.
- Ángel is the friend I introduced
- Yeah, yeah.
I'm the "buddy". I noticed
the dig, Bruno, I'm not stupid.
Here, try it.
Why did you want to see me?
I'm stressed out.
I had an exam today, in Logic,
but I think I did all right.
Then you can't be that stressed out.
Why did you want to see me?
Tell me truth, Rubio.
For no particular reason, really.
I wanted to see you because we didn't
meet up at the march yesterday.
- You're in love.
- No.
It wasn't a question.
Bruno, don't pretend like you know
everything about me. No!
- I'm I'm happy. It's fine.
- All right.
Since you are so happy
you could think of an ironic
or funny quote for Merlí's tombstone.
What the fuck?
I was having a bad day and now it's worse.
Shit, you know how much it affects
What the fuck, you asshole?
You always need things to be thrown
in your face to get what's going on.
I'm sick and tired
of you always trying to prove
that Merlí's death affected you
more than me.
You were his favourite student,
but I am his son.
He was my father. Is that clear?
Yeah, I got it.
If you don't want to help with the text
for the tombstone, I'll ask Gerard.
No, don't laugh.
At least he'll respect me, because
he considers me a friend, not a buddy.
Enjoy this happy day where your only
problem is an exam you did alright on.
- I liked Dr. Rossell a lot.
- Yeah, me too.
And what's even better is
she said you're in good health.
And that's what's important.
- Dad!
- Hi, Laura.
- How are you?
- Fine.
Ah, I'm glad to hear that.
Laura, why don't you wait
for me in that café?
- Can I get a doughnut?
- Yes.
And order one for me too, okay?
I'll be right there.
Bye-bye, Dad.
Bye, sweetheart. See you tomorrow.
Is it true that when you have the child,
you leave her alone with her boyfriend?
Okay. What do you mean "a child"?
My daughter is a woman.
Maria, having friends is one thing,
but having, you know
What? Having intercourse? Just say it.
Let her enjoy herself.
What's the matter? There's a problem?
They're adults.
Victor is nice, and he's like her.
Whatever they do
is consensual and private.
And you love it
because you know it annoys me.
Look, you are the problem here.
I gave her all the information
she needs to have safe sex.
She knows how to say no.
Stop overprotecting my daughter
and let her live her life!
Let her do whatever she wants
while you go to a bar.
Go fuck yourself. I'm sober.
Asshole.
Hi there!
Oh, Nana, my love!
Tell me, how is the most
wonderful woman in the world?
Well, Marcos told me it's nothing, right?
But you still have to take care
of yourself. Don't be stubborn.
You have to do what the doctors tell you.
I know they are quacks, Nana,
I know,
but you have to take care of yourself.
Nana, I have to tell you something.
They gave me a scholarship to work
at the university library.
No! Of course, I'm not
a Philosophy professor yet.
One step at a time.
Okay, go get some rest now, okay?
You have to rest, and we'll talk soon.
I love you very much.
Very much. Take care.
Bye-bye. Ciao, ciao, ciao.
I told you, she's like
like a mother to me.
We're a lot alike, you know.
I have to go.
Nothing ever ends up happening
between us.
Au contraire,
a lot of things have happened.
I've had an idea.
- A leaflet from the strike.
- No, just turn it over.
So, buddy? Do you think
Carmina is gonna like it?
Well, she's crazy.
She likes everything you do and you say.
What were you doing?
My grandma is at the theatre
and I am here, by myself.
Eating an apple.
Want some?
I don't care about germs.
I know I am not Merlí's son,
but I also miss him very much.
I know.
What else?
What else, what else
Well, I'm
I have a crush on a guy
from my Philosophy class.
And And I guess
Well, not guess.
I'm bisexual.
You've got nothing to say?
Let's celebrate.
There's nothing to celebrate, Bruno.
That's just the way it is.
I've got good beer and cherries
in the fridge. Okay?
This new shirt you're wearing,
it really suits you, Victor.
- Thank you.
- I picked it out for him.
Of course.
How's your gardening going lately?
- Good, I can't complain.
- I'm glad to hear that.
Okay.
So there's pizza in the freezer, yeah?
I'm gonna go.
- Are you going to the ATM?
- That's right.
As you know, there's a long line
at the ATM this time of day.
I will be gone a while.
Have a good one, Ms. Bolaño.
Bye. Have fun, you two.
- Are you hungry?
- No.
Me neither.
Quiet and weird ♪
I am the little girl ♪
So fuck you, guys ♪
I'm the freakiest freak ♪
Rai? What's happened?
Does something have to happen
for me to call my own mother?
Oh, Rai, what do you want?
I wanted to know if you were okay.
I was asleep.
Can't you believe that I'm sleeping
at this hour?
All right, all right.
Well, that's all.
Where are you calling from?
I'm in the garden.
Oh, goddamn it, Rai
Teasing, as usual.
Is there anything important
you want to tell me?
No.
Yes.
I do have to tell you something.
One night
we'll sit at the table, you and I.
No one else.
And we'll talk about our stuff.
Like mother and son.
And we'll have cannelloni.
Do you remember the summer camp
at Montseny?
I put a cherry in your mouth.
Yeah, of course I remember.
Ever since then, I get
really turned on by cherries.
So, one day, I took a double cherry
like this one
and I hung it on my dick.
And you imagined someone
was eating your cherries?
Bruno, I swear, even though
I may not seem like it,
I didn't come here to hook up.
Have you been
with more guys besides me?
Yeah.
BB or AB?
Before Bruno or After Bruno.
- AB.
- And their names?
Mm Etienne
a French guy.
And and Efra.
A guy I've worked with at the supermarket.
Think of Rai.
How do you know that I like Rai?
I saw you keeping an eye on him
the other day.
Just use me.
Only for today.
Now, close your eyes and think of Rai.
MERLÍ BERGERON CALDUCH
A VICTIM OF THE PUBLIC EDUCATION SYSTEM