Merli. Sapere Aude (2019) s02e07 Episode Script

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AN ORIGINAL MOVISTAR+ SERIES
- Good morning.
- Nope.
It's not good. It's bad.
If I say Vidal, you say
- Pain in the ass?
- Bingo.
It's the debate.
What's wrong with him now?
He doesn't want us to do it?
He's spreading his shit around the school
by saying he won't do the symposium
in the main hall.
There's always something.
He just wants to piss off the president.
They're fighting their own war.
So what do we do now?
Should we find another place
or cancel the debate?
We have to make him listen to reason.
- So talk to him.
- Me?
Oh, I will not be arguing
with that slice of wet bread again.
- Hello. Good morning.
- Good morning.
Excuse me, I wanted to ask you
if we'll be able to hold the debate
in the main hall.
Are you still thinking about that?
Look, kid, I know
you have good intentions,
but you've seen that scaffolding,
they'll be working for weeks.
What if we convince the president?
It's clear that the president
has a problem with logical calculus.
If the main hall is not finished,
nothing can be celebrated, not there.
Please make that clear to María Bolaño.
But at the meeting, you said it was okay,
and now you're backing out?
I am the dean,
and the dean never backs out.
May I leave now?
Please?
BURN THE BOOK
Guys, let's sum it up, guys,
just one moment. Really, shut up.
We have a dean that won't collaborate.
He backed out, we're fucked.
So let's talk to the president,
he's in charge.
Exactly. Vidal hates the president
because he's in charge.
If Vidal finds out we talked to him,
we're finished.
Yeah, things'll get worse.
So let's tell Bolaño
and just let her fix it.
No, no, Bolaño won't do anything.
But why can't we just do something?
- We can figure this out, right?
- You know, we can't make the dean angry.
Right? Yeah, I don't want him to fail me.
The guy's an asshole.
No, but, but listen,
why are you so afraid
of that emu-looking fucker?
Let's just not go to his classes,
it'll be our way of protesting.
We should just stand him up
and piss him off!
- Well said, Oti.
- He does look like an emu.
Fine, let's have a vote.
Guys, who wants to skip class
to screw off Vidal?
Wittgenstein says that language
is the limit of the world.
Language, as we use it, makes sense
only if it meets some logical conditions.
But be careful,
for language is imperfect,
because it allows statements
against these conditions.
Can anyone give me an example
of such statements?
No one?
Biel, what about you?
Uh, um
Emus are gross animals.
We can't say if this is true or false.
"Emus are gross animals."
In the end, this statement
states nothing.
Regarding these kind of statements,
Tractatus is very clear.
Of which we can't talk,
better shut up.
Was that to you?
A long coffee, please.
The other day I bumped
into your Laura here.
Yeah, she came to pick me up.
- Did you find her an apartment yet?
- No way!
I don't want her to live in a hole.
You can't imagine
how well plumbers live in Gerona.
What happened?
Last Saturday,
my father was meeting a plumber at 11.
So it was 11 o'clock,
12 o'clock, 1 o'clock
And he didn't show up!
No, and the next day, he calls saying,
"Hey, I couldn't make it
because I got married."
Fucking hell, that man.
You know what I'm thinking, María?
I think I'm starting to hate him.
Are you becoming a Bolaño fan?
I would cheers to that statement, yes.
Do what I do.
Have an imaginary shot.
It's good whiskey too.
He said, "No, no I wish I forgot
I was getting married!"
You know what I mean.
So annoying. That's all.
So there's nothing at all with Axel?
There's more between Arnau and you.
Well, don't complain, okay? Now I can't
even sneak into a math class anymore.
But don't you care about Axel?
Well, knowing Axel left his boyfriend
because he wasn't healthy
is not reassuring.
No, sure, but you don't know the details.
Details? What details?
Do we know how my condition will evolve?
The doctor says everything's fine, but
Don't think it's not frustrating, okay.
I really liked Axel.
Feels like you're turning away
something good with him.
And turning away failure.
And also suffering.
Does Axel know about the problems
with the debate?
More or less.
Well, if he could finish,
we'd be able to use the main hall, right?
And Vidal couldn't say no.
Look, I'm not gonna press Axel
to finish the main hall in time.
No, yeah. Of course.
I wish I could do things like before.
Without thinking about anything, without
Without fear.
Without fear.
Really?
You started working when you were 14.
Alfonso, why's that?
Well, out of necessity.
My father got me work, then,
in a glass factory.
Hm. I don't see you working even at 34.
Well, maybe I'll surprise you.
I remember waking up
one Monday at 4:00 in the morning.
I went to work wearing my Sunday clothes,
because the other set of clothes was wet.
At the factory,
a red-hot piece of glass jumped,
and dammit, I lost my pants.
When I got home
my father slapped me twice
for burning that pair of pants.
How brutal!
Yep. That's for sure.
He was a brute.
But I never once considered
laying a hand on Pol.
I'm sure everything will work out for him.
My wife and I must have done
something right.
I was alone for very long time
after my wife passed away.
- Hello.
- Good evening.
I'm picking up Victòria.
Ah. Come in, come in, come in.
Oh, Miss Victòria?
Hello, Fabio.
Vicky.
Wow, you look gorgeous.
Thank you.
I can assure you
I had no intention of stealing
your gold watch or fancy things,
Miss Victoria.
- Could you wait for me in the car, please?
- Yes, 'course.
Now there's my good silly boy.
And you're turning a page.
A whole new chapter.
Ivet! Hey!
Well, it hasn't been that long, right?
I Listen, what,
what are you all doing tonight?
You're going out?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
perfect, perfect. Yes, yes, yes.
- Víctor.
- Hello.
My sister is waiting for me
in the car downstairs.
And she told me that I should tell you
everything, from A to Z.
Oh. From A to Z what?
I am fed up with you.
Ah, well that's lovely.
She and I work together,
we go shopping, we cook food.
We know how to turn the stovetop,
on and off.
Listen. We're not, you're not,
no one's perfect.
And it's clear you don't trust us
living together.
You think we are not ready to solve
our own problems together as a couple.
But we want the chance to try.
And that's it.
Have a good night.
- Okay, Kevin, two gin and tonics.
- Two more and a beer, cutie, okay?
Coming.
- How are you, prof?
- Hey, student.
- Is the sheriff in?
- Yes, at his table.
- Do you know I talked to Vidal?
- Oh, yeah?
- Well, shit.
- Exactly.
He said to forget the debate,
and that we should study
and forget the nonsense.
Oh, my God.
Hey, bring me a glass of water
with lots of lemon.
- The POS terminal, please.
- Coming.
Hey, where's Ángel?
- He's been gone a bit, right?
- He got fired.
- What?
- Dino.
- A beer. Thanks.
- Yes, sure.
I really don't feel comfortable here.
I don't know why I came.
Oh.
Don't start saying
you're gonna leave again.
You're here 'cause you like me.
Right.
I'm dying to grow old beside you.
Aren't you dying to see my show?
I'm sure
she performs better than you.
Oh. You noticed that too?
Here you go, María.
- Dino, can we talk later?
- We're talking right now.
I heard you fired Ángel. Just curious why.
Do you really think I owe you
an explanation?
No, but I think you're wrong.
He's a good person, he helped me a lot
and he had the bar perfectly
under control.
Yes, so under control he fucks my clients
in the bathroom.
Is Kevin alone at the bar right now?
Well, then, go and keep him company.
I'd bet my right arm that you've fucked
in more bathrooms than that kid you fired.
- Raimon!
- Hey, Ivet.
- You look so good.
- You look beautiful. What is new?
Boy, you disappeared.
We don't even see you at golf.
- Yeah, I changed my lifestyle a bit.
- Come, come, come,
- We're in the VIP room.
- Fucking hell!
I didn't tell them, okay?
I wanted it to be a surprise.
Come on, Ivet.
Hey, hey, don't try to stop me,
you were the one who called.
- Shit.
- So suddenly, girl
Hey!
How are you?
- How are you?
- The man who disappeared from ESADE!
Yes, all of a sudden!
- Hey, Fernando!
- Hey, man! What's up?
- How are you, Sonia?
- Good.
Raimon! What's the story, philosopher?
When I heard you registered
as a "student of philosophy,"
I thought it was suicide, my guy.
Aristotle and Plato
are a thing from the past!
- How did they get you to go there?
- It's not that bad.
Well, well, the faculty must smell
like weed all the time.
It's not bad, he says.
Arturito, whiskey and coke for this man!
He broke our hearts long ago.
A whiskey and coke, huh? Whiskey and coke.
The biggest and funniest bastard I've met
in my fucking life!
Salvador!
I still remember your butler,
the, the, the wetback
What was his name?
Henry. Henry! Henry!
You were such a bastard
with the help, man.
Remember that day you spread dog shit
along the banister in your house?
No way!
- Is there a video?
- No, no, luckily there's not.
No, no, no, we didn't record it,
but it would've gone super viral, man.
And your dad got mad as hell
when he found out
you gave the dog a fucking laxative.
That dog tried to escape
a thousand times.
Your house, for that dog,
was like Auschwitz.
And how's that dog, Chico?
- It's great to see Rai, right?
- I really wanted you to see him!
- Look at him.
- Where is my whiskey and coke, guys?
- I can't see it! Where is it?
- Here it is, for you.
Record?
Come on, record, record, record.
- Hey, what was it again?
- Seven drinks in two hours.
You can do it, champ!
Come on.
I made my debut on this stage.
I performed on my own.
And then jealousy came along.
How can I say no when he's the boss?
Oh, don't you worry, honey.
Soon I'll know what it's like
to perform on my own.
- Are you calling me old?
- No, you gay man!
I'm calling you a car
that runs on leaded gas.
Says one big whore to another
Good one.
All day long, hooked on his pills.
You don't have a pillbox,
you have Mary Poppins' bag.
Excuse you, sweetheart,
don't you know the glamour of AIDS?
Queen sang with Montserrat Caballé!
Look, look how I get goosebumps.
We artists have emotions running high.
- Hm? Huh?
- Running high.
We're improvising. We don't have a script,
see, because she forgets her lines.
You left me waiting for four minutes.
- Four?
- Yes. Four.
Four minutes on stage is an eternity.
And while she was floating, all in white,
white like a passing drifting cloud,
of course.
then came her neurologist.
A neurologist is what some youngsters need
because they are getting very impertinent.
Luckily, in the end,
there's always justice, right?
And youngsters also end up like all of us,
in the old geezers museum.
After your dad died,
my dad spent two days in his room.
- Catatonic.
- I mean, it was really hard.
- No one expected that.
- Yeah.
Oh, right, and, and Álvaro
from Macro-economics,
did you hear?
The teacher?
- He's dead too.
- Oh, really?
So suddenly.
The bastard failed me just for the hell
of it and a year later, bam!
- Cancer destroyed him.
- It's terrible. Just awful.
- Oh, but you loved him, honey.
- Yes, he was a good professor.
Wait, are you both together?
Do you tell him or should I?
No, I'll tell him.
We're getting married this summer!
Oh God! He didn't know!
- Shit, that's great, right?
- Hey, did you sent him the invitation?
You'll get it soon.
Congrats, guys.
- No way.
- Aww.
Aw, you guys!
Taxi! Taxi!
Toni is getting married!
Toni is getting married!
Hey, ring my cowbell to wish me luck in
my marriage, you lucky bastard, come on.
Now suck his tits! Suck his tits!
Shit.
No, no, no.
Shit.
Fucking hell! Motherfuckers!
Shit, Dino, I was leaving,
but I really like these croquettes.
They're from the frozen food section.
- Party people, I'm off.
- Stop right there.
You're staying.
King, sit, we'll play trauma.
Trauma! Trauma!
Trauma! Trauma! Trauma! Trauma!
What's with this "trauma"?
Only collective therapy.
Each of us explains a little trauma,
but without monologues.
Will you sit down, Apollo?
- Yes, he should sit, come on, come on.
- Only 'cause I'm hungry.
Trauma number one.
You.
Two weeks chatting with a guy on Grindr,
and he just ghosted me.
What a poor bitch.
Poor bitch, she won't get married!
In Satanassa, she'll be buried!
Um, what the fuck was that?
The bar's motto.
Let's continue for bingo.
Ooh!
You.
Well, 1971, I was 16 years old.
I asked to be called Sara.
They locked me in a room.
I managed to get out,
I stole a thousand pesetas from my father,
that bastard,
and I ran away to Barcelona.
I'm the pioneer of the modern Spain.
It's your turn, María Bolaño.
- Your turn.
- Me?
Oh.
I'll make it up, okay?
Well, I am jealous of my daughter because
because she is happy.
Now, you go.
My trauma comes down to this
Apollo, are you gay?
No.
I guess I knew that already.
I'm bisexual.
Shit!
I thought you were the alpha male
walking on campus.
Dino, you like impertinent, cheeky
young men like me working here, don't you?
Oh, I don't know what you teach
your students nowadays
Well, to rebel against authorities
they deem incompetent.
Why don't you give Ángel
another chance here?
I'll consider it.
But do you know what I'm thinking, Apollo?
In a hunky gay's deck,
you would be the top trading card.
Poor bitch, she won't get married!
In Satanassa, she'll be buried!
Yeah, keep looking at me, dude,
I have no money, man.
Some stupid cow stole my fucking wallet.
Those bastards didn't care about me.
They took everything.
And your shoes?
Yeah, that too.
Can you go pay the taxi, please?
What happened to you, Rai?
Did you tell Fabio
that I covered the banister with shit?
Go, come on. Just go take a shower.
Hey, Mom.
If we feel alone here, it's not because
the house is too big for us.
Shit, Dad, you scared me.
I didn't know if you were sleeping.
Yeah.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
We haven't spoken in a long time.
Okay.
I don't know.
It's good to get deep sometimes.
To get deep
Hey, don't laugh.
I found it useful to tell you
about the Tax Office.
And thanks to my son, I found a job.
It was Rai who offered to.
Yes, but you helped me.
You talked about it in the store,
and car park.
Shut up, shut up, the bastard at the car
park didn't want to pay me when I left.
- Oh, you're kidding.
- Mm.
And when I suggested you could work there
What? Did he mock me?
He insulted you, well, he insulted us.
And what did you do?
Nothing.
I left.
Good job.
Better to forget it.
There are so many bastard bosses who suck.
Don't get me started.
You don't wanna know
the things I had to endure.
- Hey there.
- Hey.
I don't want to throw in the towel.
Yesterday, I wrote this letter
to the president,
and I want all the students to sign it.
Oh. Good.
Going for one last shot.
Have a marshmallow.
It'll cheer you up.
All the traumas you carry
on your shoulders
Last night I didn't share any trauma.
That doesn't mean
you don't have any.
Of course I have some.
Well, you didn't decide to share.
One of my traumas is about the guy
restoring the main hall.
Oh, that guy.
Axel.
Hmm.
That's why he comes to my classes,
that bastard, it's for you!
- Did you caress his muscles?
- No. No, María, there's nothing.
Well, I guess there's a lot of confusion
in my head.
That's why nothing is going on between us.
I feel better now.
I know a little trauma from you.
Now we're even, okay?
Because last night I said
something private about my daughter.
It makes me uncomfortable.
Remember, I am your professor.
We have to keep the distance
between professor and student.
I prefer keeping distance
between professor and professor.
Oh, that sentence
Ah!
It reminds you
of your high school teacher.
On my way here, I remembered
something he used to say.
And what exactly was that?
Just because things are one way,
it doesn't mean that they can't change.
Hey. Hello.
Hey there.
How's my favourite smoker?
Fine. Here, working, as usual.
Ah. Well, you can take it easy, okay?
The famous main hall debate
has been cancelled.
Oh. Why's that?
It was decided by the upper echelons.
Is it because I won't have it finished
on time?
Don't think
you're that important, Michelangelo.
Although, of course, having it finished
would help, I'm not gonna lie.
- Uh, well, that's asking for a miracle.
- Mm.
Well, yeah,
don't you think about hurrying up.
This decision was due to the tension
between parties
like Vidal and the president.
It's a pity, because in the end,
who suffers?
The students, they're the ones
organising the whole thing.
You can't imagine how happy they would be
if they could hold the big debate
in the main hall.
That is the stupidest thing
I've ever heard.
I've written a complaint letter
to the president.
Oh, great idea.
- Very good idea.
- Wow, we all need to sign this.
Yes, yes, the debate should be held
no matter what, okay?
Also there's a math student here
who will come.
- Yeah. Yeah.
- Hey! I'm all in, guys.
And if we don't have the main hall,
we'll do it in the bar.
Sorry, sorry,
I'm so sorry to interrupt, Pol.
Pol, Pol, Pol, thank you.
Thank you, thank you.
Dino hired me back.
That's great to hear, well, thank you,
you got me the job.
No, no, no, no, no,
it was easy for me, but not for you.
The world needs more people like you.
- Yeah, come on.
- Aw, yes!
Okay, I understand I'm getting
very Venezuelan for you,
but I'm dead serious.
Pol, you make the world go round.
Guys!
If you ever get crucified,
I want to be on your right.
- What are you doing?
- Let's go talk to him.
What?
I don't know what this is,
but I honestly love it!
Look, he's there!
Hey, hey! Shh.
The University of Barcelona is very proud
to present the project of language
What the hell is this?
Excuse me, Dr Llorenç, could we
could we talk for a moment, please?
I'm in the middle of making a deal with
the University of Phoenix, in Arizona.
It's just a moment.
The student's very impatient.
This better be important
or, I swear to God, I'll expel you myself.
The dean doesn't want us to do the debate
for the inauguration of the main hall.
Yes, he does, it's already decided.
No, no, he doesn't,
I talked to him yesterday.
So which is it, Dr Llorenç?
Can we do it or not?
You will.
Whether it's in the main hall or not
is another thing.
It will depend on the restoration.
And if it won't be ready, be creative.
I say so, and I'm president.
Well, Dean Vidal isn't so sure
about who's in charge.
Maybe you should remind him,
because he's boycotting the project.
He makes us feel as if we were only here
to pay loans and take exams.
And that does not give the university
any prestige.
I'm gonna talk to him.
And next time, can you be more discreet?
I'm coming. I'm coming.
Hey, let me tell you this very funny story
about one of the plumbers in Girona.
I don't give a fuck
about plumbers in Girona.
Who's in charge here? Me.
The first-year students' debate
will be held to celebrate
the inauguration of the main hall.
Don't you dare ever go over my head again.
Is that clear?
Why'd you ask me here?
- I want you to like me, Dad.
- Axel, don't fuck with me, okay?
Fine.
Are you playing Bach's chaconne
just to please me?
I was 16 when you took me to listen to it.
Mm. At the concert hall.
And you were left with an open mouth.
I listen to it every morning.
Well, you never told me that.
And I'm sorry.
Why did you ask me here?
I need you to help me, please.
I have to finish earlier than planned.
It needs to be two weeks. Maybe even less.
Why such a hurry?
Are you doing it for the president?
No, it's for love.
But I worked every day of my life
for love.
Yeah, I know, for the love of the job.
If I'm doing it for Pol,
it's love all the same, right?
Mm.
You're lucky I had a good chickpea stew
before coming here.
What's this?
Open it.
Baby clothes?
Were they mine?
Yep.
I kept them in this box,
waiting for you to go live with a hunk
and make me a grandma.
Víctor is not a hunk.
And we don't have an apartment
Well, I think this box would fit perfectly
in the closet of the last place
we visited.
But you said you didn't like it.
But you both did.
I called the real estate agency.
You two can move in
at the start of next month.
And then, you can both get to work
on making me a grandma.
Aren't you afraid of my kids
being like me?
I want them to be like you.
What's the matter?
- Momma
- What?
Did you start drinking because of me?
Laura.
Why'd you ask me that?
Because I am like I am?
My drinking was never about you,
sweetheart.
I had so many problems
way before you were even born.
What's important
is that I stopped drinking.
I still tell lies, but no one
can take that from me.
What I want
is a 101 grandkids.
I've always wanted to be Cruella de Vil.
Have you tried these?
They are so good.
- I love it.
- Oti, these potatoes are so good.
I didn't cook them, dude.
They're all from Amy.
Biel helped me with that.
For you.
Come on! Let's toast.
To my C in Cultural History.
- To you, Oti!
- Congrats!
And let's toast to Pol,
who saved the debate.
- No, no, we all did. We all did.
- Mm.
You're going to participate too,
right, Rai?
I quit Philosophy.
Pass me some.
You're serious?
I'm quitting Philosophy, guys, yeah.
- Shut up!
- I won't be coming to class anymore.
- Stop that.
- Shut up.
Oh, God. He's serious.
Yeah, I'm being serious, yeah.
I've been thinking about it for some time,
and I made up my mind.
What are you gonna do?
Maybe I'll go travel and discover myself.
No idea, no idea.
I want you to know that knowing you all
has been the best thing
that has ever happened to me.
And yeah, I'm a snob rich kid
from a good home who has everything,
but I was missing you guys.
I think I need to get away
from my world
so I'll no longer
be an unbearable rich kid, Pol.
I'm happy for you.
You look good.
Thank you.
Well, you have to make decisions.
And I know you'll do just fine here.
Turn the page.
No.
I'll have to burn the whole book.
Hmm.
Are you the boss here?
- Yeah.
- Hmm.
Hey!
Hey, what the fuck?
Don't worry,
I'm not here to rob the place.
Now I'm going to take my dick out,
and piss like a dog that's been locked
in the house for ten days
and hates the owner.
What the fuck are you doing?
Son of a bitch!
Fucking asshole! Stop!
Shit. What the fuck, man!
Stop it!
Shit.