What do you want to do, Juanjo?
Find another entrance or something.
No, that's too dangerous.
It's not dangerous...
Pull over right here. Right here!
Sweetheart. - AMOR...
What's up?
I just spoke to a therapist whose specialty is couples.
Our first session is in three weeks.
I beat you to it.
I called your therapist,
who also happens to counsel couples.
My therapist? Why him?
Why him?
He's got an excellent reputation, he knows you,
and he can see us tomorrow.
Tomorrow? Why so soon?
Soon?
Roberto, you think this can withstand three more weeks?
You really believe that?
No, but I don't want to discuss private matters with him.
I feel he doesn't like me.
That's nonsense. You're being immature!
You picked him because he's a man.
Is that why?
What?
You're unbelievable, Roberto.
He's a therapist, an expert.
Who cares if he's a man? I don't know him.
Do you want us to work out or not?
Yes, honey.
Nothing is more important to me than our relationship.
Good.
Then stop making up excuses, and remember that I'm still here
because you said we could start couples counseling.
What happened?
-Well? -Go!
Drive!
We're all failing Spanish.
What?
What's wrong with the teacher? Does she have it in for us four?
She said we'd missed too much class.
This sucks. If my GPA drops,
I can't play soccer, and if I can't play,
-I can't go to college. -Whoa! Wait!
Not all hope is lost.
We spoke to Ms. Rodriguez,
and we have two alternatives.
The first is to put on a production of<i> Romeo and Juliet.</i>
Ugh, no way!
What's the other one?
To write an essay of no less than 50 pages on<i> Don Quixote.</i>
What do you prefer?
The play.
Me too!
In fact, we've already downloaded it.
I don't like the play idea.
I'm no good at memorizing lines,
and it's all pretty dumb if you ask me.
Then you'd better try
'cause there's no way in hell you're reading<i> Don Quixote.</i>
You'd end up calling me to write the essay for you.
You're going to like it. You'll see.
Fine.
What do we do?
For starters, figure out who plays who and read the play.
I'm still really scared.
That place looked like a secret jail.
I know, and I can't imagine what's going on in there.
But I can't stand idly by and do nothing.
<i> Romeo and Juliet?</i>
Oh, please!
Couldn't you perform something more, I don't know, modern?
The teacher said it had to be that one.
Oh yeah?
Oh, I've got a friend who owns a costume shop
that's full of secondhand theatre outfits.
I'll ask him to help you out.
-Really? -Of course!
That's great news, Kim!
I'm going to call Leonardo and tell him.
Okay.
Sofia's all grown up.
Yeah.
So, is it true you and Serena are official?
Official?
No. No, no.
I don't like labeling things.
Alright.
So then what are you?
Great friends.
What do you think about that, Serena?
Do you agree?
Yes, of course.
If he says we're great friends,
then we're great friends and that's it.
So then you're still technically single.
Single?
No.
Like I said, I'm not a fan of labels.
I'm not single...
How about instead we toast
to me technically still being Juanjo?
Yes, let's toast to that.
Alright, I'm leaving. We're leaving.
You can't. The night is young,
and we must toast to our friend, who's going on a trip.
Trip? Where are you going?
Spain, Juanjo.
Yeah?
Yes, I was offered a job that I can't refuse.
But I'll be back soon,
so you're not getting rid of me that easily.
Which is why we should celebrate by going out.
No, I'm tired and have to get up early.
We have the harvest tomorrow, remember?
Serena, what if we go someplace quiet and have a few drinks?
No.
It's Kimberly's going away party.
I'd hate to ruin your good time.
You all have fun.
Have a great time.
We'll see each other later.
Wait.
Are you mad?
No Not at all.
Okay.
See you at home.
See you.
Juanjo, you sure you want to stay?
I mean it.
She's going to kill you when you get back.
Nah, you don't know Serena.
She's very easygoing.
She'll get over it.
Cheers.
Cheers.
No, no, no.
Here's your coffee.
And hurry up. We don't want to be late.
It's awful. It's really bitter.
Drink it! It'll help with your hangover.
Are you ready?
We're late.
It's not that late.
I think my feet are swollen. I can't get my boots on.
You know what? I've had it!
I'll be waiting in the car.
Hey, what's wrong with you?
Why are you so mad?
Why do you think?
You think I've got reason to be mad, my friend?
Though if I'm happy or upset, you don't care anyway
since we're just friends.
Serena, we decided we'd be friends,
regardless of whatever we are.
You're an animal. Did you know that?
Fine, I'm an animal.
An animal that's dying of heat and hungover as hell
and doesn't want to fight either.
I can't.
At least with Emilio I knew where I stood.
What are you talking about? What about Emilio?
I had a serious relationship with Emilio,
and we both knew it.
Emilio was never afraid of commitment or labels.
I'm not Emilio,
so stop comparing us because I'm not him!
I'm tired of it. Don't do it.
SÍ, YA ME CANSÉ. ¡NO LO HAGAS!
You think it's responsible to be out all night
when you knew we had the wine harvest today?
What are you talking about? Who cares?
You, me, and Emilio did it hundreds of times.
We'd get drunk and then go harvest.
So what?
I've had it with this!
Get Emilio off that pedestal you've put him on
because he's no saint and you know it!
I knew him better than you.
Serena, look, I'm asking you not to try and change me.
You've known me a long time, and you know that you can't.
Please don't.
Right.
It's more important to you to do right by Juanjo,
who'll technically always be unbearable and selfish.
Ouch.
Do you hear yourself? You're hurting me.
That's not my fault. That's the hangover.
And if you want to come with me, hurry up.
The capper was when he asked yesterday
why I'd chosen you instead of choosing a woman.
I obviously chose you because you were his therapist.
It isn't normal for him to get jealous
even over the psychologist!
It was a simple question you took out of context.
It makes me look like a monster,
like a lunatic who's always jealous and for no reason.
I've never called you a monster or a lunatic.
I'm just saying it isn't normal that you always ask
who I'm with, where I am, what I'm doing and who I saw.
That is not normal!
Fine, then I can't ask you about anything.
Can't I take an interest in you?
It's not about that.
You hound me about what I'm doing and who I'm with.
It's an obsession, and it isn't normal.
Know what he did, even with his leg in a cast?
He flew to Chicago to see who I was with and what I was doing.
That's a lie!
That's a lie.
I went because I missed you and wanted to surprise you.
I went because I love you.
Doctor, I bought her a $10,000 choker.
Doesn't that count for something?
Let's all calm down.
I see that there are serious issues
that need resolving in the relationship.
What's important though is that you're here,
willing to work on your relationship.
And that's exactly what we're going to do.
So from now on, in addition to the couples counseling,
we're going to have individual sessions.
I don't understand. Why?
Because I'm interested in your thought processes
as individuals in addition to your dynamic as a couple.
I have no ulterior motive, Roberto.
Are you in agreement?
Yes.
Why are you looking at me?
Yes, if we have to, yes.
Very good.
So is tomorrow morning at 10 good for you?
Yes. 10 o'clock.
Natalia, you have to believe me.
I saw that place with my own eyes.
It looks like a prison. The walls go high up,
they've got guard dogs, and armed men who'll shoot to kill.
What's that got to do with me?
What do you mean? Everything.
You hired these people,
and it appears they've got fake passports or visas
because they're undocumented.
Fine. Let's say they are.
I did my part by requesting their documents.
I've got copies in the office.
If they forged them,
they did a heck of a job because I couldn't tell.
So oh well. We've covered our backs.
We're not committing any crime.
Did I hear you correctly? Oh well?
You don't care that this is illegal?
Of course I care!
You know I've never let undocumented workers
work on my vineyards.
This time, I'm turning a blind eye.
If I get rid of them, I lose my grapes, and that can't happen.
You'd rather have your damn grapes
than think about how these men are being exploited
and mistreated?
Don't blame me for something I didn't do,
which is mere speculation on your part.
Drop it.
We've got a lot of work to do.
Look at this one, Leo.
I'm going to try it on.
Ladies and gentlemen,
say hello... to Juliet.
How do I look?
No?
It doesn't look good.
Let's do this.
Put all this on, including the wig.
Okay.
Make sure it's off the shoulders,
and cinch it tight so your waist is noticeable.
-Go on. -Okay.
You okay?
Yeah. Why?
Because it's more than clear you didn't care for therapy.
Of course not. Why would I?
Portillo and you spent the whole time attacking me.
I told you he doesn't like me.
That's why I didn't want to see him.
What are you talking about?
That's what therapy is for.
To talk and get things off your chest.
I'm so glad you got to vent because I couldn't!
Everything I wanted to say is stuck here!
But I suppose that's what all this is about.
Sometimes you feel good, sometimes you don't.
You felt good today, right?
Yeah, I do feel better.
I think we're doing the right thing to save our marriage.
Yes, which is what's most important.
Our marriage.
No, you can tell from a mile away it's a wig.
Doesn't matter. It's theatre.
I'm going to do your make-up.
-You? -Yes.
Honey, it's not Halloween. This is serious.
Just don't move.
Sit right here.
-Are you serious? -Yes.
A little bit of this.
Not a word.
We won't have time to watch the movie<i> Shakespeare in Love.</i>
It's due back at the library tomorrow.
-Don't move! -Okay.
Go have a look.
-You're done? -Yeah, go see yourself.
Wow.
The perfect Juliet. You look beautiful.
Where'd you learn to do make-up like that?
It's not that hard.
I've been watching my sisters do it my whole life.
I'm going to buy Dolores' kids some treats.
Want something?
Water or coffee?
No, thanks.
Okay.
Let me help you.
No.
Start the car.
What's the matter? Why are you out of breath?
Because your dad called.
He said it's very late. He's furious.
Let's go.
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