01x08 - El Contrato

[bunniefuu]

Friendship is a language

That you speak without a word

A shelter I can hide in

Ramón, you are a dork

An idiot and a moron

You betrayed me all along

And you made me feel so bad

I know, I also acted somewhat wrong

To upstage Nacho

I made up a pretend band

I ran away from a gig

Then moved to your digs

You kicked me out and we fell out

I lied to you and formed a band

An entire video sh**t I ruined

Even though you'd warned me

I wouldn't listen to you

But it is all your fault

I am not yet sure why

But it is all your fault

PORN and ICE CREAM

H HIGHLIGHTS

Far-right conservative groups

and LGBTIQ+ organizations

are joining forces for the first time

against senator Sergio Vieira's

advertising spot.

I've decided to step down

from my bid for the presidency.

On the other hand,

Stegman cooked the longest sausage

in the Pampas and is back in the game.

Do you remember when I used

to make your latte

before you left for school?

No, I made my own latte.

But I must have made you

a cup once, right?

-Not that I remember, never.

-No?

No. You abandoned me, Omar.

All these years,

I've thought you were dead.

No, Martu.

I didn't abandon you, you know?

Interpol was after me

and I faked my death

to protect you, to take care of you.

Besides, I knew that,

with the insurance money,

you'd be fine.

What did you do

with the money from the insurance?

You did all of that for me?

Yes, I already told you.

What did you do with the money?

Now it makes more sense, you know?

I hated you for many years.

But of course, now it all makes sense.

Where's the f*cking money, Martu?

See? I knew you wanted something!

Do you remember

the Tamagotchi pets?

I had the biggest collection

in South America.

I was the most popular girl

in fifth grade.

Until that b*tch,

Yanina Berrenstein became

the most popular because her family

died squashed by a billboard.

f*cking Yanina Berrenstein.

You spent 95,000 dollars

on those trinkets?

I was ten years old!

I was an orphan!

Those trinkets

were the closest thing to a family.

Until they started dying, one by one.

It was so hard to feed them

at the same time!

Okay.

It's okay, huh?

Now, what matters is we're together.

I want to know everything about you.

Where you live,

who your buddies are.

What your job is, everything.

Well, as for work, I do work.

But I'm not working at the moment.

And I have two friends. Or had.

It's for the best,

they're two psychopaths.

And I lived for a long time

with two foreigners

who may never want to live

with me again.

Where are you staying?

Do you have any room for me?

No, no, I'm currently staying at hotels.

It's complicated.

But I can help you

with your former roommates.

You know I'm very good

at persuading people.

Okay.

I only ask that you don't call me

Martina in front of them.

Call me Cecilia von Trapp.

Von Trapp?

Hey!

Hi, how are you, guys?

What on Earth are you doing here?

-This is my father.

-Hi, I'm Omar.

Pleasure, Omar.

Ceci, you don't live here anymore.

I said I'd stay

at my boyfriend's, temporarily.

No, Ceci, that's not what you said.

So long, suckers!

I'm moving to a mansion

full of imported goods.

Good riddance!

You have no idea how I missed you.

-We're asking you to leave, okay?

-Virginia,

I expected that from you,

but you, Haroldo?

A Latin American comrade? Honestly

I'm Latin American, too.

But from one of our provinces.

This one's Uruguayan.

Okay, okay. Let me handle this.

I know you guys don't know me,

you don't have to listen to me.

But I understand.

-Ceci is a mess.

-Omar!

She's manipulative.

A compulsive liar,

she has a problem with money.

And, it's true, she's a slob.

But, do you know why she's like that?

It's my fault.

I am the only example she ever had.

A con man.

A guy who spent

his whole life living off crime,

having to change his identity

once a week.

And she

She had to learn to cook for herself.

-All alone.

-Alone.

One day, she cooked lunch

and I never returned.

Despite the shitty life she's had,

I think she's done a great job.

And I'm proud of her.

Sorry. Ceci, I didn't know anything.

You know you'll always be welcome.

-Thank you.

-Welcome.

Thanks, Haroldo.

Well

I'm going back to the hotel.

I'm off to the hotel.

No, stay.

We're cooking

a Venezuelan meal, arepas.

It's the only thing we Venezuelans eat.

That's a good one.

I think you're confused.

Oh, hi, Horacio.

You're the manager now.

You're doing my job.

But I could help you

with the wicker

No, managers do management stuff.

And we, shelf stackers,

we stack products for displays.

I'll fix this, you go to the office,

where you belong.

But the office is so boring, Horacio.

Well, that's what being

a manager's like!

Now, leave me.

I'll have fun with my stacking.

What the f*ck do you want, old perv?

It's me, Bermúdez.

Well, I don't give a sh*t.

We met at Picky Valeroso's party.

You stole a bag of coke from me.

Yes, I remember.

How's everything going? Okay?

We must talk, about The Feeble-Minded.

What about The Feeble-Minded?

I've got a proposal.

What are you doing here?

I was told

they'd be giving puppies away.

What about you?

I came here because

a group of fans wants to meet me.

-Everything all right?

-Yes.

What's it like to be the manager

of Home Warehouse?

A bit boring.

And what's it like for you to

How's it going?

Cool.

What a coincidence, right?

We've been told to meet up here

at the same time.

-I made you come here.

-What about the puppies?

-There are no puppies, Ramón.

-What?

Mano Music liked "Crossdresser,"

and they want you

to support Picky Valeroso.

Picky Valeroso?

No, I'm sorry, but

I won't be in a band with someone

who is unwilling to apologize.

Oh, yeah?

And I don't want to be in a band

with a guy who is

Who is a guy who, who

Who has this flaw you've got.

I don't want to work

with you either, okay?

But the contract is huge.

Three years, a national tour

It's a lot of money.

There'll be a record.

And puppies.

No, sorry, no. I can't. I

If things won't change,

I won't be in this band any longer.

Ramón

Go apologize. Go, Pablo!

We can't miss this opportunity.

Leave me alone, Ceci,

my fans are about to arrive.

Ramón.

Friday night.

Painting the town red?

No, tonight

Tonight, I'm sad.

Yeah, I'm down in the dumps, too,

but I'm getting hammered.

Good luck.

DOMINATRIX

GRANNIES

Every time I see you leave

Something shatters inside me

And I need to heal

From my lonely nights

I take a cab to a café

I drink something before returning home

And then, I try to sleep

And I can't stop thinking

My love, wherever you are

Leave your doubts behind

And return to me

Because I'm waiting for you

I keep waiting for you

My love, wherever you are

Leave your doubts behind

And return to me

Because I'm waiting for you

I keep waiting for you

My love, wherever you are

Leave your doubts behind

And return to me

Because I'm waiting for you

I keep waiting

I keep waiting

I keep waiting for you

BELIKA "OXFORD" BAR

ALL-DAY SNACKS

How are you, baby boy?

-What are you drinking?

-Today

I need a very strong drink.

You're at the right place.

What are you having?

A coffee.

Black.

No milkie?

-No milkie.

-That's strong!

You told me that you liked having

either beer or coffee here. No, coffee.

-Hey, Ramón!

-Hi, Nacho.

Would you like to join us?

Okay.

Where's Pablo?

No, we're no longer friends.

What a downer, bro.

The jacket is mine!

It's you, sweetheart, you scared me.

Would you like to sleep in my bed?

I'll sleep on the couch.

I was heading back to the hotel

and I fell asleep.

You may stay, if you want.

GIVE WAY

Idiot, I nearly fell down!

I told you to hold me tight.

Hey, we're off to Incestuous,

some friends are playing there.

Why don't you come?

Well, whatever you want.

-Whatever I want?

-Yes, it's like that with Pablo.

But what do you want?

I don't know, I

I feel like eating a hot-dog.

Okay.

Let's go for a hot-dog.

Really?

Let's go, bro.

Shall we?

Oh, no

You're incorrigible!

Pipsqueak

Pipsqueak!

-Santi!

-What do you want, Pablo?

Are you awake?

No, I was sleeping.

What about a game on the Playstation?

Pablo, don't use me to compensate

for the emptiness you feel

after falling out with Ramón.

We didn't fall out.

Then, why are you alone on a Friday night?

Because

-I fell out with Ramón.

-And what will you do?

Apologize?

Well, now, leave me alone.

Otherwise, if I don't sleep

for eight hours, my face gets swollen.

Little punk.

What's up, little Pablo?

-Did you come to apologize to your friend?

-Yes.

Yes, I realized Ramón is irreplaceable.

Such beautiful words, huh?

You will always have

-Ramón!

-Pablo?

What's up, Pablo?

-Oh, you're with Nacho?

-Yes.

Porn and ice cream

We're friends now. What's up?

I've come to

Give you your keys back.

-Okay?

-Okay.

It's easier the other way a

You woke up to find out

You wetted the sheets

-I'll bring them some other day, okay?

-Okay.

I want one half of that photo.

Pablo

Here.

You will always have

Porn and ice cream

Bermúdez.

-This is my

-Omar, the band's lawyer.

Look, they forgot

to add "lawyer" at the printer's.

Excuse me.

I apologize for the mess, but

I've just separated

and my wife got half of the company.

It's okay.

I'm sorry?

Does anyone need the Wi-Fi password?

No, no, we're fine.

-Is the band not coming?

-Sorry.

I'm late because

I was walking, in deep sadness,

after experiencing betrayal.

Pablo, didn't you apologize?

He should apologize to us

after forming a band with Nacho.

My nemesis.

I'm Bermúdez.

Pablo.

I'm a solo act now.

The Feeble-Minded is no more.

Now I'm Pablo's Life.

Or Pablo Capo, haven't decided.

Pablo Capo sounds good. A lot better.

-Yeah, right?

-Yes.

And this This is mine!

I'm taking it.

You owe me March and April.

You're paying, or your wife is,

I don't give a sh*t,

but I'll get paid! March and April!

You'll get a letter

from my lawyer this week.

-Sorry?

-No solo acts.

-Sorry?

-Picky Valeroso wants to be the only one.

I'm sorry, I've gone solo.

Okay, but we can find

a few musicians for the boy.

-Who's this?

-He's my Our lawyer.

We have musicians, if you want.

Oh, well, that's perfect then. Right?

Okay, I'm interested in a new band.

-What?

-Could you please leave?

-Oh, yes.

-Yes.

-Thanks a lot.

-Yeah.

But shouldn't be discussing

the contract first?

The kids' fee.

Omar, don't I don't know.

-You go, I'll catch up with you later. Go.

-Okay.

Sorry, Mr. Manager.

Hey, you'll have to pay for those!

-But I didn't break them.

-Did they just fall?

Yes. Maybe it was a draught,

I don't know.

In a store with air con?

-Yes, I was passing by

-It was my fault, Horacio. I broke them.

Ramón, if he dropped them,

he must pay for them.

No, seriously, I dropped them.

-I'll deduct them from your wages, okay?

-Okay.

Why did you do that?

As employees, we get a 50% discount.

Otherwise, you'd have paid the full price.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

-I'm Pablo.

-I'm Ramón.

MESSAGE - NACHO

WANNA MEET UP?

Graciela!

What?

I need a strong drink today.

What's wrong? Are you sad?

-No, this is to celebrate.

-Hey, where's Ramón?

Ramón is dead.

To me.

And who's Ramón?

Ramón is this guy's Beto.

-Who's Beto?

-Him.

My best friend.

So, what are we celebrating?

The divorce of the f*ggots?

I'm signing a contract with Mano Music.

-Oh, well done, well done.

-Well done, Pablo. Great!

-Waiter, a bottle of your finest whiskey.

-I ain't your f*cking waiter.

Hang on, Harry. Not the finest.

It's on me, my boy.

Well, show me you've got the money.

What? Don't you trust me?

You know what?

I'm sick of paying your debts.

And I'm sick of you, baldie.

Oh, no, don't be bald-phobic.

Stupid baldie!

Oh, no. Oh, no, no.

I'll pop you like a pimple! Huh?

Go on, wuss! Go on! Go on, bring it on!

-There! Hit him!

-Come on, Harry!

-Come on, mate! k*ll him!

-Hey, hey, hey!

-Such a fragile masculinity!

-Bring it on, snowflake!

You, fairy! Snowflake! Come on!

Just come on!

Do it if you dare!

Oh, m*therf*cker!

Are you okay?

It's just bleeding a little.

Forgive me.

I attacked you, I didn't mean

No, you forgive me, dude.

Forgive me, Harry. I disrespected you.

I love you. You're my best friend.

I know. I love you, too, Harry.

You're my brother, dude.

I was wrong, I was wrong, Harry.

Forgive me, bro. I messed up so badly.

Cool.

They're besties, how cute, right, boys?

What's masculinity anyway?

I lost a friend because I was a jerk.

-How could I ever hurt you?

-No, I was wrong.

Very wrong!

-Forgive me, you're a real man.

-No, you forgive me.

Here.

Pistachio and sabayon.

Granny flavors.

-Yes.

-My favorites.

Really? Mine, too.

Porn.

That's Dominatrix Grannies.

I love older ladies.

I also love porn with older ladies.

They remind me of my grandma.

Well, not my grandma in particular,

but the world of older ladies.

That confidence they ooze when

What are you doing?

What do you mean?

You put a porn film on.

Yeah, but we watch it

while eating ice cream.

Porn was made

for masturbation, Ramón.

Want us to jerk each other off?

No.

No, I'd rather just eat ice cream.

Well, you eat ice cream.

Dad, what is this bit

about us getting 80% and Pablo, only 20%?

-You're welcome.

-You're welcome?

This is practically a scam.

He should get 80%.

Ceci, if it wasn't for you,

that kid wouldn't have a contract,

-or 20% at all.

-Yes, but this isn't right.

Look, when I sold Granny's apartment,

I gave her 20,000 dollars

and she was over the moon.

She didn't know I'd sold it for 300,000.

Do you understand?

In the end, we were both happy,

me and your Granny.

-R.I.P.

-R.I.P.?

Yes, people say that when someone dies.

"Rest In Peace."

So that's what it means.

I can't do that to Pablo.

He's my friend.

That kid is not your friend.

That kid thinks your name

is Cecilia von Trapp.

Trust no one.

People are sh*t.

We are born alone, we die alone

Like your Granny, who died all alone.

I had a football match that day.

You can't just cancel it.

Or they won't invite you

to play again.

No, I think

The original beat was fine.

I would probably stick

to the original version.

And a solo here.

No, the song isn't like that. It's not.

No, but the song is too basic.

We're trying to put some groove into it.

-Make it funkier.

-Let's try.

Po Porn

Po Porn and ice

No, no, no. Stop it, stop it!

Stop, stop, stop!

You're butchering the song!

Who are you?

Mozart and Beethoven?

We're not painters!

We're Pablo and Ramón!

So, what do we do?

Shall we snort coke?

Yeah!

You can't run in here!

Have you seen Ramón?

-The manager?

-Yes.

He's on the other end.

You can't run in here.

Ramón!

Pablo!

Are you here to return my keys?

I've brought you this.

Thirty pesos.

To pay for the mugs I broke

on the day we met.

Yes, but Pablo, that happened in 2004.

-The inflation's been huge.

-But my debt was in pesos.

I want us to star over, Ramón.

I want to leave behind that Pablo

who didn't own up to his mistakes,

that manipulative, smug,

though deadly attractive Pablo.

I want to be your best friend for real.

Not the friend you see the most,

but the best friend you have.

I didn't catch the last bit.

I miss you, man!

Life is sh*t without you!

I miss you too, Pablo!

I love you!

-I love you too, Ramón!

-Kiss him.

Kiss him, for God's sake, kiss him!

I want you back in the band.

Okay.

Shall we go sign the contract?

Now?

Bravo! Hooray for your bromance!

But I must warn you, Pablo.

Beware of Ramón.

When you least expect it, bam!

He stabs you in the back,

if he can.

Horacio.

This job is too boring.

Do you want to be the manager again?

Yes.

Thank you.

I can't stack shelves.

Kiss him.

Kiss him, for God's sake!

Come on!

-The job is yours.

-Shall we?

I've got a contract to sign.

Guys, you can't run in here.

I can't believe that he's late

to sign the contract.

You see? In the end,

I was right about that 80%.

Ramón?

Are you back in the band?

Yes, I missed you so much, my friend.

Come in.

Hey, Ceci.

I've brought you a gift.

-No, Ramón, you shouldn't have, come on.

-Ceci.

You really shouldn't have.

-It's lovely.

-Come on, guys. Come on.

Does anyone need the Wi-Fi password?

-No.

-No, thank you.

Did you read the contract?

Yes, we've been discussing it

with Ceci and it's okay. Isn't it, Ceci?

Yes, yes, sure, yes.

I didn't read it but

-I fully trust my manager.

-Yes.

If Ceci reckons it's fine,

it's fine by me.

We'll be loaded.

-We'll make loads of money.

-You'll afford a few croissants!

I'll eat loads. Besides, I love food.

Well, it's the moment of truth.

And what a moment, right?

-What's wrong, baby?

-Baby?

I won't sign, Dad.

Dad?

I'm not scamming my friends.

I'd rather trust people.

Or at least, try to.

No! What are you doing, Ceci?

I'm looking after you, Pablo.

If I sign this, I'd be ripping you off.

You, b*tch!

That's why I didn't sign.

Thank you, Ceci.

-Thank you, Ceci.

-You're welcome, guys.

Anyway, I'd like to make a few changes

No time. We're off to Incestuous,

the gig is starting.

-No, shorty!

-It's all happening today?

Dad

I'd like you to come

to the gig with me, anyway.

Of course, baby.

You're stealing the pens, Dad.

No, I hadn't realized.

Save a couple for me.

INCESTUOUS

No, this is madness, man.

-I don't want

-Pablo, chill.

-I don't

-Pablo!

They want to see Picky Valeroso.

We're the support.

There may be no one yet.

It's crammed!

It's totally jam-packed in here!

Go on! Smash it!

Uh I don't want to play anymore.

No, Ramón, don't leave me.

Don't do this to me.

-If you leave, I'm leaving too.

-Chillax, guys.

I'm gonna tell you the story

of my first time.

-The first time you played?

-No.

The first time I f*cked.

It will help you go onstage.

It's all connected.

That's why the secret

is in the shoes.

It's true.

Thank you.

Good evening.

We are

The Feeble-Minded.

And this is

Porn and Ice Cream.

Crossdresser!

We'll play that one later.

Three, four!

It's me.

-Who is that?

-I don't know.

-Show's over, b*tches.

-What?

-What?

-We didn't catch that.

I said, the show's over.

Thanks to your little tune,

Vieira stepped down from the

Vieira stepped down from the candidacy,

and I'm back at my Dad's company.

So, now

I'll personally make sure that

sh*t! That The Feeble-Minded

Never, ever

get to play again.

You have realized

You're just a creep

You look in the mirror

And want to scream

If you feel abandoned and grim

You will always have

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Every time to let off some steam

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream

Porn and ice cream