02x01 - Episode 1

[bunniefuu]

"ALL THAT WAS DIRECTLY EXPERIENCED,
HAS BECOME MERE REPRESENTATION"

GUY DEBORD
[THE SOCIETY OF THE SPECTACLE]

[Raquel]
"All that was directly experienced

has become mere representation."

[Elisa] Mm-hmm.

[Raquel] And you added this quote
to the press book?

Yes. I believe the quote captures
it pretty well, the spirit of the series.

All of us are commodities.
Placing interests over emotions.

-Lies...
-No. No.

I can't bear the ridiculous people
who quote things

from books they've never read.

-It's pedantic. Lose the quote.
-Right.

-They're downstairs.
-Very well.

Should I go with you?

Where to?

To talk to the press corp?

Dressed like that?

I've got plenty of people already
presenting the corporate mascot.

Hey, by the way,
did the supplies order come in?

-Yeah, yesterday.
-Okay, great.

Then fill up all the candy jars.
Some of them are empty.

-Who? Me?
-No. Her.

-Sort the flavors.
-Hmm.

[sighs]

I've read the damn book, idiot.

OFFICES

[indistinct chatter]

[Raquel]
"All that was directly experienced

has become mere representation."

This line is from philosopher Guy Debord.

I think it expresses quite well
what our series is dealing with.

We are all commodities.

We place interests over our emotions.

-And we lie.
-[Elisa groans]

Today, you'll get an exclusive look
at the first footage

of our new series. <i>Domestic.</i>

A satirical modern and musical look

at the ongoing struggle
between class structures.

The boldest venture for Nucleo
this new season will see.

You're going to be the first
to see these images.

It's the first time
we've shared them with the media.

[tense music playing on TV]

DOMESTIC FROM
VISIONARY DIRECTOR RAMON WARS

[Carla on TV] <i>Hello.</i>

<i>A moment of your attention, please.</i>

[upbeat pop music playing on TV]

All right, thank you very much.

I'm the assistant...

and the man standing right there
got me pregnant.

Pregnant after telling me
that he no longer loved his wife.

Because he was afraid of losing
his house, his assets, his job

the big as*h*le.

Requested that we say
it was a surrogate pregnancy

because obviously he wanted
to keep my girl

and boot me out on the f*cking street.

Ah. And he put MDMA in the punch.

MD, what?

Bravo.

Bravo!

It's one of my wife's performances
and it's just marvelous.

And the shotgun is a pellet g*n.

-Have some pellets then.
-[g*n c*ck]

[up-tempo pop music playing]

<i>She has the shotgun, the shotgun</i>

<i>You manipulated me
You play dirty and stay clean</i>

<i>You haven't destroyed me</i>

<i>You're nobody's victim</i>

<i>I'm the only one to blame
And I take responsibility</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>- She has the shotgun</i>
- [vocalizing]

[Carla] <i>I looked for you and got in range</i>

<i>You took aim and hit me
You're a circus hunter</i>

<i>Don't say a word to me</i>

<i>Stay silent</i>

<i>Now I'm armed</i>

<i>Now I'm armed</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

-[vocalizing]
<i>-She has the shotgun</i>

<i>I'm neither victim nor good</i>

<i>It'd be no use to me</i>

<i>I put on the chains</i>

<i>You preferred it that way</i>

<i>I won't hold you accountable</i>

<i>Because now it's me</i>

<i>- The one with the shotgun</i>
- [vocalizing]

[male actor] Drop that shotgun!

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>- She has the shotgun</i>
- [vocalizing]

RAGE PART 2

I say the same thing
over and over again all the time.

And I explained that in therapy
even if you think it's repetitious

there's always something, a new emotion
that shifts the experience.

Well, that's it.

With Marga and the baby,
it was easier to breathe in harmony.

-Mm.
-But it was a false calm

because soon as Roberto
came back into the picture

it all got more difficult.

Marga changed, both of them turned on me

and when I managed to get out of there,
I had no identity.

All right. Maybe you were living
with some need to aspire to more.

Yes.

Hi, Marta.

[Carolina] <i>You're doing well
with your daughter</i>

<i>with your roommate, with your job.</i>

-[Tina] <i>And I was promoted to manager.</i>
-[Carolina] <i>See?</i>

<i>You've buried that furious desire.</i>

You were great yesterday, Cris.

[Carolina] <i>Now you know who you are, Tina.</i>

<i>And the truth is, you're fine.</i>

-Noa?
-[Noa] Yes.

By the cottage cheese, we sell more.

[guests singing on TV] <i>...the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>She has the shotgun</i>

<i>- She has the shotgun</i>
- [Carla vocalizing]

DOMESTIC

[Raquel] <i>A common worker,
a domestic employee.</i>

She falls in love with her boss,
gets pregnant and is extorted

into giving up the baby.

And disappearing. Eh?

[laughs] <i>This poor girl, I don't know
why I find it so funny. I'm sorry.</i>

[quirky plucky music playing]

Please, my friends.

Be very careful.

It's not a lamp there.

It's a part of the installation.

[sighs]

Hmm.

Tina? I didn't expect you here.

I'm gonna live here for ten days.

It's an installation and I'm blending it
with performance art.

I was shaken by what the three of us
went through, Tina.

But behold, creation again.

And now I can converse
with the experience.

I'm glad you dared to come see me.

-How's the little girl?
-She's fine, thank you.

Only reason I came
is to ask about Roberto.

-Where he lives, what he's doing.
-No, I know nothing.

But you know I'm not even
a little bit curious about it.

-Do you want something from him, Tina?
-No, I don't want anything.

I only need to know
if he's working in television.

Potentially. He knows nothing else.

Oh, television is... [groans]

An inhumane fishbowl, Tina.

-Oh! Want a drink? I have a minibar.
-No, I can't. I have to get back to work.

-Good luck with your exhibition.
-No... no, it's not an exhibition.

It's a retreat for the public.

Nothing is private, Tina.
Everything is spectacle.

Everything.

Not everything. I'm not.

You're sure you don't know
anything, Marga?

They're making a series,
images were released. Your house.

That house is run by an agency.
I haven't lived there since you left.

Okay.

-You might be right, Tina.
-What?

Roberto may have gone back to television.

Vera ran into him a few months back.

He's involved
with the head of a streaming platform.

-Nucleo?
-[chuckles] Mm... [exhales sharply]

Hello, good morning.
I'm here to meet Raquel.

Which Raquel?

Raquel... I don't know.
She does the series.

Are you scheduled to see her?

-Yeah.
-No.

Look, I need to meet with her

because what I have to tell her
is very important.

Sorry, but I can't permit anyone
that isn't on the schedule.

-No?
-No.

[off-kilter plucky music playing]

Well, okay then.

Hey, hey, listen. Victor, help!

Victor! What the hell?

-Hey... hey.
-It'll just take a second.

Give me a second, I'll be right back down.

-[Victor] Enough. Enough.
-f*ck.

Well, finally, some excitement.

I was about to die of boredom
just asking for IDs.

-Let me go. Don't touch me, okay?
-All right... all right.

I'm going. Look.

Shame on you. Shame on both of you.

-Out to the f*cking street, lunatic.
-Yeah.

[off-kilter plucky music continues]

[both panting]

Wait.

What's up, Tina?

Toni. Toni, can you please go get Alma
from daycare?

I can't get there right now.

Pfft.

[both grunt]

Toni?

Yeah. Fine, I'm going. Relax, I'm going.

I have to go pick up the kid from daycare.

-You have a daughter?
-No.

She's my roommate's daughter, man.
You high or what?

Hello.

-Sorry, do I know you?
-No. Actually, no.

-Do you mind?
-I'm working, as you see.

Right. You know,
I saw you on the news yesterday

presenting that new series about...

-What's it called?
<i>-Domestic.</i>

<i>Domestic.</i> Exactly. <i>Domestic.</i>

Well, I can't wait to watch it. Really.

I mean, it's a super original idea.
And it's a musical.

Not many musical series
have been made, right?

No.

Fascinating that it's also based
on a true story.

I never said it was based on a true story.

Yeah. But it's a true story. No?

I don't know. You think so?

And who came up with the idea?

I'm confident you know
I'm not going to share that information.

Yeah... yeah, no.

I get that sometimes we as viewers are
a bit too eager to know all the things.

But obviously, being a case like this...

[chuckles]

[grunts]

It is you, isn't it?

-Me what?
-Oh!

It is you. I can't believe it.
Oh, my God. The nutcase.

The one who shot at the all of those
other guests at Roberto's house. Huh?

It's very disappointing,
a woman calling another woman a nutcase

for defending herself against abuse.

Don't you ever get near me again
in your f*cking life.

You got that, right?

Yeah. I'm sure you do.

[clicks tongue, then sighs]

[Toni and man moaning]

Alma, sweetheart.

-Hi, Mommy.
-Hi.

What's your snack there?

[moaning continues]

[moaning stops]

[Toni] I'll call you, okay?

You don't have my number.

Ah. What are you doing?

[Tina] Making dinner.

[door closes]

Usually, you have company on weekends,
but it's Wednesday, right?

Are you joking?

I come in the house
and I find Alma watching cartoons

you hyperventilating in the background...
I don't know.

First of all, by the time you got home
with that little girl

he was gonna be gone already.

But you called me to get her
so I changed things around

and went to pick her up then.

Forget it, you're right.

I'm not trying to be a role model.

We talked about this.

I won't stop living my life
behind my bedroom door, okay?

I have a whole catalog of traumas
from childhood.

But you can rest assured that none
of them were about discovering sex.

Toni, forgive me, really,
it's just right now I'm really angry.

Okay, what's up?

They're releasing a series that
reenacts what I went through

at the house with Marga.

But it must be only a coincidence?

A coincidence, Toni?

I saw it, it was that house,
it was my bathrobe.

No way.

You don't have to be a big ol' genius
to figure out who's doing it all

who's making money at my expense
while I work my butt off at a supermarket.

-Yeah.
-Careful, Tina

'cause we like the market.

-We do.
-We do, yeah. We like the supermarket.

-Okay? Let's not f*ck around with this.
-Of course we like it.

You want lentils?

You mean for dinner?

All right.

[mysterious music playing]

[ominous whistling in distance]

[insects buzzing]

[ominous music playing]

[rodents squeaking]

[Erika on speaker] <i>Connection with
the C-Suite in five minutes. Blue Room.</i>

Raquel... Raquel.

Didn't you hear it?

Connection with the C-Suite in five.

-Right.
-Come on.

YOUR HEALING
WITH INDIA

YOUR HEALING
WITH INDIA

<i>Good afternoon. I understand
we're with the Content Department.</i>

This morning, I saw there was a lot
of snow falling in Berlin. Erika.

<i>We're now implementing a new analysis
system in all regions for procedures</i>

<i>that we're calling the Truth Committee.</i>

<i>It works like this, any member of a team
is encouraged to report incidents</i>

<i>and to provide feedback
on other members of the team</i>

<i>independent of their position.</i>

<i>We'll hold these committee meetings
every two weeks</i>

<i>but we'll also open
an online discussion thread</i>

<i>so that you can submit reports
at any time.</i>

<i>Questions?</i>

Mm, no.

Well, it's all clear then.

Well, I do have a question.

Hmm. Erika, when you say
"independent of position"

are you saying that we can report
one of our superiors, for example?

[Erika] <i>Not that you can.
But that you must, Elisa.</i>

Okay.

[Erika] <i>Any more questions?</i>

<i>I must go now.
I need to connect with Toronto.</i>

[pleasant chime plays on TV]

Raquel, why did you mention
the snow in Berlin?

It's in Berlin
if headquarters is in Germany.

It is in Germany, right?

[intriguing music playing]

Maybe.

I'll go with you.

Our department is very close-knit.

-We tell each other things, right?
-Yeah, of course. Yeah.

Well, we'll see how this goes,
I guess, right?

-Mm-hmm.
-[grunts softly]

[intriguing music continues]

-Are you going? Coming?
-I'm going.

-Why? Am I needed?
-No, just relax. No, no.

Raquel, don't worry
about the Truth Committee. Hmm?

[chuckles] These protocols end up
collapsing under their own weight.

Germans.

Mm.

Just one question.

I understand that with these committees
we can also report on our subordinates.

-Right?
-We already do that.

Evaluation is inherent to our positions.

Oh, okay.

So it's only then appropriate
if it's for a superior.

I mean, in my case, about you.

Hmm?

-Raquel, relax.
-You, as well.

Well look, my character is a top executive
tired of his married life...

-[Carla] It may seem harsh...
-Develops an understandable attraction

to a beautiful woman
that he works with on a daily basis.

And the turmoil that follows
drives them both crazy.

And they wanted it to... Right.

They wanted it to come out at this date

but I don't think
we're gonna make that deadline.

And just looking ahead
at the calendar, right.

Okay. Yeah. I know.

[ominous music playing]

[Charo] Walk on it, don't worry about it.

MODULE 2

-What?
-What?

You probably thought I was an idiot
talking nonsense, huh?

-No.
-Okay, sure.

Sweetheart, we already knew what this was.

-Thought you look good.
-Come on. Don't lie, Leo.

-You did, f*ck.
-No, don't lie.

I saw you leave in the middle of my...

-Because I wanted a smoke.
-Love.

Don't give me that nonsense,
give me the truth.

Tell me the truth.

-Tell me the truth.
-All right.

You did spend the whole interview
talking nonsense.

But we knew that's the deal, no?

You're a jerk.

[Leo singing] <i>You have nothing to give</i>

[cell phone ringing]

Adri.

What do you mean, no?

I don't give a sh*t, Adri.
Don't f*ck with me, dude.

I'm not doing it. No.

Adri, I'm hanging up. Know what?

Take it in the a*s.

God.

No.

[Leo groans]

[blows raspberry, then groans]

What?

I'm gonna tell the band to go f*ck off.

But why?

Because I can't f*cking deal
with them anymore.

They only think about money.

But the new record?

This record's because I want it,
not because I need it.

Yeah, fine. But you know new bands
are f*cked up. They're complicated.

When you wake up tomorrow,
you might feel different.

Why don't we find a party?
To celebrate your success.

-Huh? Yeah?
-No, I have to work.

-Not now.
-Hey, success has the lifespan of a fly.

If you don't want to celebrate it
when it comes, your success, bzz...

-leaves for another.
-Honey, I have to study, so no.

-Let's go.
-Really, I have to study.

Hey, no. No. Let it go. Leo. Leo.
Let go of the script, Leo.

f*ck, you only care
about your f*cking show. sh*t!

What are you saying?

[light tense music playing]

-Leo, where are you going?
-You know what?

-Maybe I'm tired of you too.
-No, Leo. Wait.

I'll change and go with you. Leo.
I'll go with you. Wait for me.

Leo, please. Don't go. Leo.

No.

-[door closes]
-Oh, f*ck.

[sobbing]

You're doing your hair different, no?

What?

No, no. I don't think so.

You seem to be flustered. [chuckles]

It moves me to see you like that.

What's wrong?
Is it what you have to tell me?

It's back, right?

You should not have stopped the chemo.
Like I explained.

-Hey, relax, this isn't your fault.
-No, clearly it's not my fault.

Well, yeah, that's what I just said,
this isn't your fault.

You're right, though. It's not your hair.

Actually it looks like you've gained
some weight.

Could that be it, doctor?

Patricia, are you fully aware
of the gravity of what I've just told you?

Yes. It's just now
I'm taking care of myself.

I saw you on that show with that healer.

India Mendoza isn't just a healer.

She's a coach of the new wellness.

I have no idea why they put
that woman on television.

Well, she's very successful.

[intriguing music playing]

THE REVOLUTION
OF INFINITE HEALING

NUCLEO STREAMING PLATFORM
YOUR HEALING WITH INDIA

ONLY ONE TRUTH EXISTS ADVERTISE HERE

THE REVOLUTION
OF INFINITE

[coughs]

No. I'm not gonna vomit.

No.

I just feel a bit down.

But no. Keep doing what you're doing.

[Charo] Patricia, wait... wait.

[door closes]

-What are you doing?
-Nothing.

-I brought dinner.
-Ah.

These fries aren't the best, huh?

When was your follow-up visit?

Don't get mad, but I wanna go alone.

You're dreaming.

You haven't gone already, right?

Do you know
why you seem so much older than I do?

Because of your nature, hon.

You're more sour.

You've got nerve.

Answer me, have you been to your doctor?

[sighs]

Do you wanna watch a series?

Mom, there's life outside the TV.

Well then, maybe we could get dressed
and go for a drink?

You crazy? Let's play Parcheesi?

All right. We play Parcheesi.

One, two, three, four, five, take a drive.

There. Go home.

[doorbell rings]

[Chema] Hey, dinner's here, Mom.

-[doorbell continues ringing]
-I'll get it.

-Hi there.
-Hi there. Here's your order.

-Your card, it's declined.
-[Chema] Oh. Try this one.

Okay.

-Good?
-Yeah.

-Thanks a lot.
-You got it.

-Bye.
-Bye. Have a good one.

-Here's dinner.
-Listen, son.

I could've very easily
just made some omelets.

Sure... sure.

But when you get home from work,
you shouldn't have to do anything.

So we have Japanese food.

Japanese food.

Chema, it's just, I don't think
we've ever had this before, have we?

[Chema] You'll see, you'll like it.

When I left the center,
I worked with a few Japanese guys.

-Yeah.
-Those f*ck would eat live eel.

So gross, Chema. Why even tell me that?

So, what you up to?

What else? He studies.

Can he answer for himself?

Or doesn't he know how?

[Charo] Come on, answer your brother.

What do you like to do besides study?

Nobody likes studying.

Well, um, studying's fine.

But what I like most is to draw.

A girlfriend?

Got a girlfriend?

Or boyfriend.

-These days you never know.
-Chema.

He's a kid.

Yeah. So what?

By his age I'd f*cked the neighborhood.

[sighs softly]

And you?

-What do you have planned?
-To stay here.

With family.

Take a break.

The three of us.

[woman on TV]
<i>Creative cuisine. Sustainable entrees.</i>

[cell phone ringing]

<i>- Health and pleasure without any dyes,</i>
- [groans]

<i>-or preservatives.</i>
-What's up, man?

<i>An easy way to feed the whole family.
Delicious.</i>

Dude, it's gotta be now?
I'm with my mother.

<i>To your door the same day you order.</i>

Yeah, all right. Okay.

[classical music playing on TV]

[groaning]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[groans]

Walk on it, don't worry about it.

[groans]

-[cell phone ringing]
-[groans]

f*ck.

-Hey, sweetheart.
-Tell Chema where you hid the stuff.

-[Chema] Son of a b*tch!
-Alejandro.

Just lock yourself in your bedroom,
don't come out. I'm coming home right now.

[Chema] That sh*t's not mine,
they'll f*cking k*ll me.

[dramatic music playing]

-Mom said she's coming.
-I'm gonna k*ll the two of you.

-[Charo] <i>Alex. Alex.</i>
-sh*t.

<i>Are you there? Alex.</i>

Patricia, wait... wait.

[groans]

This woman...

[grunting]

[breathing heavily]

-[door opens]
-[panting]

-Chema, darling...
-Not another f*cking step, Mom.

-Uh, Chema, please...
-Hi.

Where the f*ck is it?

I called about the cards?

I just don't want you to get in trouble.

-You're trying to get me m*rder*d.
-No.

You'd like that.

-And what if I k*ll the two of you?
-Chema.

Get up.

This is what all that trouble was about.

Chema. Please, I'm begging you, Chema.

Mom. Mom, where is it?

-Shut your mouth, you f*g.
-[man 1] ...story finally comes to...

-Where the f*ck is it?
-[man 1] Anything, doesn't it?

Where the f*ck is it?

In the kitchen.

Well, then, go get it. Get it.

Let your brother go, Chema, I beg you.

Go f*cking get it.

-[tense music playing]
-[grunts]

[Charo grunting]

[gasps]

Chema.

Pfft. Look at you. Disgusting.

I'll k*ll you
if you mess with my business again.

[door closes]

[sighs]

[groans]

[door closes]

[grunting]

Leo?

Hey. Leo.

[Leo sobbing]

Forgive me.

Leo, you don't have
to apologize to me, love.

Forgive me, my love.

No, come on.

Lie down. Come on now.

[Leo] I'm sorry, forgive me.

[sobs, then groans]

I'm no good for anything.

What are you saying? You're a genius, Leo.

[crying]

Just a piece of sh*t.

Baby, I won't be able to do this show
without you, okay?

What are you saying, my love?
No one wants this kind of man.

I do. I need you.

And I need for you to help me.

I want you to be with me on set.

I won't leave you alone.

I won't leave you.

WELCOME TO NUCLEO GLOBAL STREAMING

[ominous whistling in distance]

[ominous music playing]

[whistling continues]

[car starting]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

[suspenseful music playing]

-Are you enjoying it?
-So juicy.

[classical music playing softly]

I actually forgot
to tell you this yesterday.

A woman came up at lunch
and she wanted to chat.

-Really?
-She said she'd seen me

at the series premiere,
I mean, she bombarded me with questions.

When is it going to come out?
Is it based on true situations?

She made a point of asking
for the name of the producer.

The fans, who give us our success

usually have a certain degree
of psychopathy.

Uh, they follow us, get obsessed with us.

We live off the obsession of others.

But she wasn't a fan.

-[glass breaking]
-[car alarm blaring]

[Tina shouts]

as*h*le! You m*therf*cker!

[shouting]

-You g*dd*mn b*tch.
-[Tina] f*ck! Son of a b*tch!

[sighs]

[groans] Ale.

Ale.

[Rosa] Charo.

Charo.

What is it? What's wrong, Rosa?

Chema dragged his brother
onto the street so fast.

They were screaming so loud it scared me.

When I got to the landing, he was...

He was in bad shape.
Like he'd taken something.

-Who was in bad shape? Chema?
-No.

Alex, the younger one, the young one.
Chema carried him.

Rosa, how long ago was this, though?

-Like maybe half an hour.
-No. It was longer. No.

Half an hour.

She's gone already.

[tense music playing]

Look at this guy, the little f*g.

You can't even take half a pill, man.

-I don't feel good.
-m*therf*cker, you're a p*ssy, man.

-Can't handle sh*t, you b*tch.
-Leave me alone.

What are you doing? You're gonna pass out.

Mom made you a h*m*.

Mom?

Hey.

[panting]

What are you doing, you f*cking crazy?

[crowd shouting]

-[gasping]
-[dramatic music playing]

[woman 1] How did this happen?

Is this real?

Chema. Chema.

Chema!

[sobbing]

Chema!

[Charo continues sobbing]

-[woman 1] What is it?
-[woman 2] What's going on?

-What happened?
-[woman 1] What happened out there?

I don't understand. Who is that?

Did anyone call the police?
This is insane.

He's f*cking bleeding out
in the street, okay?

I don't know what the f*ck to do.

Who is that woman? What is going on?

Every day it's something's
f*cking new here.

-What the hell?
-[man 1] Call an ambulance.

[woman 2] We need help. He needs help.

We need to get this man some help.

-[man 2] Get back inside!
-[woman 2] No.

I don't know.
I don't f*cking know what to do.

Like, is he dead? We don't know that.

-[siren wailing]
-I don't f*cking know.

[woman 3]
What the hell, did you see it? She just...

[man 2] I told you to stay inside!
Get back! Don't even look at the window.

[woman 3] I don't know.

-I don't think...
-[man 1] I don't care what happened.

[woman 3] Guys! Okay,
go back inside the house. Do not...

No, get inside the house.

No. I need you to f*cking listen
to me right now.

Get inside the house. I am not...
Get in the f*cking house.

[man 2] Get back inside!

[woman 3] Anyone gonna call an ambulance?
Oh, my God, please find a doctor.

Are you a doctor?
Is anyone gonna do anything?

No, this is... I'm taking...

-This is insane. What is going on?
-[man 2] This is crazy!

Move it!

[woman 3] Who the... who knows?
Now she's just laying over him.

-We don't...
-why it happened?

Did she sh**t him herself?