"In previous episodes..." "If we can make her laugh or make her cry, so she returns to the world in the next 24 hours, then we'll have taken a giant step." "And how do we do that?" "Carlos told me that they were operating on you today, and I wanted to wish you luck." "Okay." "I mean, thank you." "Goodbye." "I hope the operation goes well." "Goodbye." "We have a child who has leukemia, and well... he's a bit special." "You're missing a boob." "Did you know?" "I think you could help him a lot." "Good luck with the clean up." "Good luck with Cris." "I don't know if you know this, but they're operating on Jordi, and he may lose the mobility of his arm." "But you know what?" "All our thoughts have been on you." "When you return to being a Bracelet, when you return to being one of us, I'll give it back." "Don't you see that your life not only belongs to you?" "In some form it also belongs to those who love you." "And look, in that sense you're a lucky girl." "We have some news that we didn't expect." "The tumour isn't the same as that of the leg." "What does that mean?" "That it's benign!" "Do you know what I feel?" "What do you feel?" "I think the eclipse isn't here just for the sake of it." "I think the eclipse is here because... the universe has realized that we're back together, and it's, it's way of lining up in our favour," "In favour of the Bracelets." "This is the life!" "Jordi, what are you laughing at?" "No, nothing, I was thinking about Ignasi." "How he'd like to be here, flexing his little muscles!" "Little muscles?" "Manly muscles!" "Right?" "I'm still the most muscular by far." "Tomorrow, it will be two years since Ignasi died." "They've seemed long." "Because we've missed him." "Wherever he is, he'll be okay, don't worry." "Not just okay, it's great!" "Just a moment." "If it's 2 years tomorrow since he died, it means that you'll turn 18 tomorrow, Lleó." "No, not tomorrow." "I was born at one minute past 12, therefore, tonight I'll already be an adult, kid." "Wow!" "You can ride more powerful motorcycles." "Get into discos without fake ID." "Or go to jail if you kill someone and eat them in little pieces." "Idiot!" "It's a joke." "That doesn't worry me, I've spent 4 years locked up in a prison." "Hey man!" "We should have the party of the century, to celebrate Lleó becoming an adult, and the two years since my epic and tragic death." "You're right." "Who's right?" "No... that yes, you're right, the hospital seems like a prison." "But anyway, we'll have a super party to celebrate you turning 18." "Hey, and what about me, man?" "And to remember Ignasi's death." "Epic and tragic death." "But thanks, Roc." "Sure, we could do it." "I want to celebrate my birthday now that we're together." "and maybe that'll lead to a change in my life." "What kind of change?" "Well... the teenage Lleó had quite a crappy life." "Perhaps the adult one will have more luck." "Now you're talking." "So?" "Let's do it." "Yes, sure!" "We'll do it." "It's going to be really cool." "Shit!" "I should have taken you for a CT scan quarter of an hour ago." "Okay, Toni, a farewell CT scan before becoming an adult." "Well, see you later." "And above all, find a partner for the dance." "Eh?" "And clear that lot up, otherwise Mercero will get mad." "Okay." "Goodbye." "And what about you?" "Do you already know who you'll take?" "Yes, more or less." "And you?" "I don't know." "What do you mean?" "And what about Mireia?" "You're crazy, man!" "Besides, I don't know why, but she likes you." "It's my party and you don't get to slope off." "Dude, we'll look for her in class, and invite her." "Jordi." "What are you looking at?" "No... the canoe." "Episode 24 [2x11]" "Subtitles by Oliver Sanderson" "Hello." "Hi, Toni." "Do you have a boy around here called Àlex?" "Yes, Àlex, but she's a girl." "She's there, at the far end." "A girl... yeah." "You're the angel!" "Hello." "I'm not an angel, I already told you." "Have you got burnt again?" "Yes." "You'd better change your excuses, up there." "They're a bit repetitive." "Are you an orderly?" "Yes." "The uniform really suits you." "Thank you." "Are you going to take me to my room?" "Yes." "Just a moment." "Nothing's going to happen to Roc, right?" "To Roc?" "You were his guardian angel." "Have you come to take him?" "I haven't come for Roc." "Can angels lie?" "I don't know what angels can or cannot do." "I've only come to get treated." "Promise me that you won't take him." "I promise." "Thank you, Àlex." "You remembered my name!" "It was written on the paper." "But I hadn't forgotten it." "I haven't forgotten yours either." "Toni." "Do you know what?" "Your roommate is also an angel, but of another kind." "Her name is Mariona." "This is fine." "And the latest analysis has confirmed that it's completely benign." "One more day, and then home." "Yes... yes!" "And the check up?" "You have the next one in 3 months." "You're free to do whatever you want." "You can even do that motorcycle trip you planned." "Are you sure?" "Isn't it better to stay in Barcelona, as a precaution?" "No, there's no need." "All the tests clearly show that the tumour is benign." "I told you I had nothing." "I knew it." "Only one of every 100,000 cases, has such a favorable resolution." "But you're right, Jordi." "It's great!" "You'll be discharged first thing tomorrow." "Great." "Where are you going?" "I have to gather all the Bracelets." "Don't run." "See you in a minute." "Bye." "Just as I've got used to the hospital again," "I'll have to return to wearing the overalls of the damn workshop." "It's great, man, I'm on a high!" "And now, will you do what you want to do, or not?" "How do you know what I want to do?" "I'm in your head." "Of course, man, of course I'll do it!" "Hey, they'll freak out." "They'll totally freak out!" "You didn't come to take Jordi?" "Maybe you're a guardian angel of all children." "Toni, why don't you stop?" "Promise me you're not coming to look for Jordi." "I'm not promising you." "Promise me." "I'm not!" "Finally, a roommate!" "I thought I'd never get one." "And in addition, you're beautiful." "You didn't come for Mariona, right?" "Hello, Mariona." "I'm Alex." "Hi, Alex." "Or for Cris?" "MIR!" "Doctor." "When will you have the results?" "Tomorrow, I guess." "Tomorrow?" "But I need them today." "But it's just a routine CT!" "Yeah, I know, but at one minute past 12 I'll be an adult, and I need to start clean." "All this shit and tests can stay with the teenage me." "Dr. Moncada is on duty tonight, so he'll have them." "I have a party tonight." "Ah!" "So you're coming to the dance?" "It's the first dance at the hospital, and I don't want to miss it." "Do you have a partner?" "Maybe." "Maybe?" "Ah, old buddy!" "I know who you're talking about, the brunette nurse on the 2nd floor, with the..." "You fancy her, eh?" "Damn, whenever you ask her for something your voice trembles, man!" "I'm not telling you who my partner is." "You'll see when you're there." "And the nurse doesn't make me nervous." "Yeah, Yeah, sure." "It'll be great go to the Bracelet's party." "Do you know who you'll invite as your dance partner yet?" "Mariona." "Mariona." "You ask Her, Dani." "Me?" "I can't dance now, even with crutches." "You ask her, Lucas." "Me?" "And what if it's necessary to dance rap, eh?" "I could hold the record for broken bones." "You ask her." "Broken bones are nothing compared to crutches." "Crutches are nothing compared to broken bones." "What if we let her choose?" "You're right." "And... by the way," "Mercero asks if you want to participate in the party decorations." "I do." "What I'd like to do is be the DJ." "Can I?" "I'm very good." "I know Lleó's chosen someone, but don't think he'd mind having someone else." "Okay, I'll be the DJ." "But no one else sellects the music." "That's the only criterion." "Okay?" "Alright, but not your kind of music." "Okay?" "Why?" "I don't know, man." "It's a bit weird, isn't it?" "Electronic music, weird?" "You obviously don't get out of hospital much and don't know what's outside." "I'd like it to be something more traditional." "You know?" "Modern songs, but which you can dance and sing along with." "You'll dance with only one leg." "That's not traditional at all, that I know." "Hey, I'll make an effort and I'll put on the orthopaedic one." "You make an effort, play normal music." "Normal, like what?" "I don't know, normal." "I don't tell you whether you should go with Cris or with Rym to the dance." "Since my CDs are like my dance partner, I'll choose them." "Well." "Yes or no?" "Okay." "Pinpin!" "Are you back to eating?" "You're recovering from the chemo." "And it was hard, because this food sucks." "Come on, it's not as bad as that!" "I've come to tell you that you have... the operation today, late in the afternoon." "Today?" "But, does it have to be today, precisely?" "Yes." "It's a good time to do it, you know it's a complicated operation." "What the matter, Rym?" "Are you afraid?" "Yes, I'm afraid, but that's not the only reason." "So what then?" "I heard that Lleó's turning 18 and is having a party, and I'd like to go." "No, that's not possible, Rym." "But I'm sure Lleó would want us all there." "Yes, but it's a complicated operation." "You know, it's very..." "But all his friends from hospital are going." "When you're sick, these things are important." "Okay, all right." "But the operation will have to be first thing tomorrow morning." "Thank you very much, doctor." "You're welcome." "Don't hate others." "Hate others." "Hate others." "No one else does." "What?" "No one else does." "Cris, Lleó has come to see you." "Hello." "Jeez, man, what a stench!" "When will you guys learn that you're not going to smell better... by dowsing yourself with a whole bottle of cologne?" "Hello." "Tonight it's my birthday, and we're having a party outside, American style, and I've managed to get them to let you go." "And well..." "And?" "And if you wanted to come." "Of course." "How could I miss your party, Lleó?" "Oh yes, but if you'd like to go with me." "With you?" "Yeah, well, you know what I mean." "No." "If you want to be my partner." "Well, my dance partner." "Sorry." "You're pathetic." "as is your cologne." "What?" "What do you say?" "But just as a dance partner?" "Yes, yes, just that." "What time will you pick me up?" "Do I have to pick you up?" "If we do it, we do it properly." "Well, then after dinner." "I'll come in my convertible and sound the horn." "You won't need to." "She'll be able to smell you." "Hey, lippy, if you want, you're also invited." "So now I'll ask one of the crazies on this floor to be my partner, right?" "What if a biker asks you?" "Yes, handsome and with long hair." "As long as he has two legs, it's okay with me." "Well..." "Come on, don't mess with me." "Okay, take care." "See you later." "Goodbye." "Bye." "We're celebrating Lleó's birthday today, and perhaps you'd like to go with me." "No." "No, no, no." "We're celebrating Lleó's birthday today, and perhaps you'd like to to be my partner." "Toni." "I'm watching you." "It's nothing." "I was looking at the door." "It's got very worn out." "People open and close it a lot." "Things like that happen in hospitals." "Are you okay?" "Yes." "I wanted to know... if..." "I'm listening." "Where's Mariona?" "She's doing tests." "You took her half an hour ago." "Of course." "The fact is that we control very much everything." "We control ourselves as well." "Take care." "Toni." "Hey, Toni!" "You know I'd love to go with you to the dance, but the doctors have already told me it's impossible." "They won't let you out of here." "I'll ask Zoe to go with me." "But I wanted to make it clear that you were my first choice, eh?" "Don't get mad, right?" "I wish that you'd wake up!" "One... two... three... four... five..." "six..." "Mariona!" "Toni, what are you doing here?" "I wanted to speak to Mariona." "And is it so important?" "Yes, very much." "Alone." "One minute." "How... how are the lung function tests going?" "Better than your flowers, that's for sure." "Who are they for?" "For Àlex." "I want to ask her..." "What?" "To go to Lleó's party?" "How did you know?" "Everybody's talking about the dance." "How do you ask...?" "How do you ask what, Toni?" "A girl, to go to a dance." "By asking." "Have you never asked anyone?" "No." "You ask, it's that simple." "What if she says no?" "What if she says yes?" "Mariona, have you noticed?" "You haven't used the respirator during the whole conversation." "Mariona!" "Are you okay?" "Are you okay, Mariona?" "What happened?" "I think I'm dizzy." "We'll wait a while until you recover." "Okay?" "Toni, are you finished?" "I think so." "Here, outside." "Sorry I'm late." "What's that crap of a bouquet, Toni?" "Have you asked her?" "Not yet, but I will." "It smells of cologne, doesn't it?" "No." "No, no." "Well, come on, Jordi." "Shoot, now that we're all here." "What were you gonna say?" "Very well." "I've gathered you together to tell you that I'm officially okay, and tomorrow I'm being discharged, so no chemo either." "Way to go, Jordi!" "That's great!" "Fantastic, isn't it?" "What about you, man?" "Congratulations, man." "Does that mean you're leaving in a couple of days?" "Yes." "Yes, but..." "I also wanted to say that this time I'll do things better." "I'm going, but I won't forget you." "And nor will I stop coming to see you, because I believe that even if we're all out, we don't have to separate." "And so..." "I want us to live together." "To live together?" "What?" "Yes, I know that it may seem crazy, but I think we can do it." "We should go and live together when we leave." "It's the best idea ever." "Yes, yes, it's a brilliant idea." "Where are we going?" "I heard that Dr. Montcada's moving out of a flat near the hospital." "And the money?" "You must get paid about 1000, right?" "1124.66." "And I have the insurance money from the accident." "It all helps." "I also receive a bit more than 1000 in the workshop." "That'll give us the first few months and we'll figure out the rest later." "Cool!" "What about you?" "You haven't said anything." "What do you think?" "Come on, what do you say?" "It's the best gift you could give me." "Yes!" "I'm in." "Me too." "Shall we go and see the flat this afternoon?" "Yes, sure." "Yes" "See you later, Jordi." "What about Cris?" "I'll take care of it." "Oh, Jordi, do you know the crazy girl sharing Cris's room?" "Well, I don't think she has a partner for the dance." "She's waiting for you." "Let her wait." "Do you have someone?" "Yeah... no." "Is that, yes or no?" "I don't know, man, I don't know." "Well, anyway, let me know." "Okay, bye." "Hi, Cris." "Hello, Jordi." "How are you?" "Better." "You were also going steady with this one, right?" "Ignore her, Jordi." "She's a professional asshole." "Whatever she is, she's really hot." "Look at her, the slyboots." "She's been mounted by half the hospital!" "No, it's already forgotten, Cris." "Besides, I haven't come to talk about the past." "I'm here to talk about the future, and I have an idea." "Toni." "It's nothing, nothing." "What are you doing?" "Nothing." "I'm looking for Mariona." "Have you seen her?" "No." "Thanks about Jordi." "What about him?" "They didn't find anything on his arm." "Toni, not again!" "Whatever you say, I think you're an angel." "Weren't you looking for Mariona?" "Yes." "Bye." "What do you think?" "It's a great idea, but it's just that they won't allow me go." "If you want I'll tell you about it." "What if she sees it remotely?" "You have FaceTime, right?" "Face what?" "Dude, you're acting like a nerd." "Yes, it's to make video calls." "No, no, I haven't got an iPhone, but Roc has." "Oh, a girl with resources!" "Yes, sir!" "Call Roc and you "FaceTime us", or whatever, when we get to the flat." "Okay." "Hey, Jordi, since you don't have the balls to ask out Mireia, you could ask her instead." "Please, do it for me, man!" "Come on, please!" "Hey, Eva." "What?" "I guess it'll seem strange to you, but I have a friend who died exactly two years ago, and you're his type." "We promised him that we'd live through experiences for him, and I don't think he ever had the chance to accompany a girl to a dance." "So with your bad humour and attitude you'd be a perfect match." "So I'm asking you to come to the dance, on behalf of Ignasi." "Was he good looking, this Ignasi?" "Yes, he was the handsome one of the group." "And did he have legs?" "Two." "Okay, I'll go." "But let it be clear that I'm doing it for him, not for you." "Okay, okay." "I think Ignasi would be very happy." "See you at the party." "Okay." "Bye." "And... voila, the decorations for the party." "But... aren't they for Christmas?" "So what?" "You asked for lights and decorations, well here you have them." "And besides, it's the only stuff I could find." "This will be really crappy." "And the music too." "What are you on about?" "This music is out of date." "Oh, Yes?" "It's over three years old." "What would you play?" "Look at him!" "In there." "I know." "That's pretty good." "Okay!" "Let's see what you've got." "Hello." "Hello." "Hi." "How's things, how are you?" "Fine." "I don't know why I ask, because even if you were dying, you'd tell me you're fine." "And why would I be sick?" "I didn't say that you aren't well." "Yeah, but you insinuated it." "No, I didn't insinuate it." "Yes." "No." "You're very complicated." "It's him!" "No, no, it's her." "See?" "Do you know that today it's my birthday?" "Oh, yes?" "Congratulations." "Thank you." "How old?" "18." "Wow!" "That's significant, eh?" "Yes, so they say." "And so we've organised a party at the hospital." "A dance." "Will you come?" "Are you asking me?" "Yes." "I'd be thrilled that you came." "Joan, will you be my partner?" "I'll have to think about it." "That's it." "Yes." "So if you were going to ask me to be your partner," "I already have one." "Okay, you." "Jeez!" "# In the middle of the road, bicycles without lights." "# A satellite begins where I lose my mind." "# A path made of grass." "Your lips are of frozen glass." "# I go barefoot and in the dark imagine pictures of beaches..." "# You might just see them from under the bed." "# Stop talking, now hang from a tree..." "# This light against winter." "# Just tell me what you think." "# A light to chase away the winter." "# A perfect Monday." "Cycling without hands." "# I have a new zebra crossing, freshly painted." "# Would you like mint ice cream?" "# The windows look like wet paper." "# So much noise as to get short of air." "# I've lost my compass and the north, which must exist kept somewhere here." "# Stop talking, now hang from a tree..." "# This light against winter. #" "Hello." "Hello." "How handsome!" "Thank you." "Where's Mariona?" "She's still doing tests." "Dani and Lucas have gone with her." "Will you go to the dance with me?" "I'd love to." "But I can't." "I'm sorry." "Why?" "I have something important to do today." "It's Mariona, right?" "That's why they're giving her tests." "Toni, don't insist." "I won't let you." "I won't let you take her." "Toni." "Just a minute." "It supports your head better." "Quite relaxed." "The shoulders... now." "Very good." "Doctor Josep." "One moment, Mariona." "We'll continue in a tick." "I shan't be a minute." "What is it, Toni?" "What's wrong with her?" "I know you've found something." "Tell me the truth:" "will she survive?" "Yes, we've found something." "She talked quite a long time today without her respirator." "Then she took in a lot of air, and got a little dizzy, so we've seen that after two months... her lungs have responded to the drugs and have widened." "Toni, she no longer needs the respirator." "Sometimes, being cared for excessively can have a negative effect." "Understand?" "Has she recovered?" "Is she well?" "She'll need to have a few weeks rest, but she no longer needs the respirator." "She's been cured!" "For the moment let's not say anything to her." "Mariona, you're cured!" "Toni!" "You've recovered!" "Yes, I'm cured." "So..." "I want to say my first sentence without a respirator." "Will you come to the dance with me?" "Who?" "Both of you." "Yes." "Sure." "It's great!" "# Every time you move, I lose my way." "# Whenever you want..." "Hello." "Hello." "# When I'm on the verge of seeing clearly, # you cross my mind..." "You're beautiful." "Thank you." "Shall we go?" "Let's go." "# With a look you light my fire." "# With a gesture you can make me lose my mind... # and make me feel disoriented." "# Finally..." "What are you laughing at?" "I'm just glad you haven't put on the cologne like this morning." "I pinched it from Mercero." "Doesn't it smell good?" "Nah, it stank!" "Damn Mercero!" "I'm delighted to go to the dance with you." "Me too, Cris." "# You have all the buttons under your fingers." "# You have a better world inside your bed." "# I'd like to get you to be my treasure... # and break your heart with a song." "# Finally I have nothing more to say." "# You have my fate in your hands." "# I fly over your head, # tied like a kite." "# Finally I have nothing more to say." "# You have my fate in your hands." "# I fly over your head, # tied like a kite. #" "Hey!" "Come on, come on!" "Happy Christmas!" "Happy Christmas!" "Well, for those who don't know it, this party is... to celebrate that it's been two years since Ignasi left us." "And also tonight Lleó..." "Lleó, who's like the hospital mascot, in one hour and 20 minutes, will be of age." "Yes!" "This song is for you!" "Pinpin!" "# The evening sun sets on the horizon." "# the planes fly over the choppy sea." "# The evening sun sets, red and hot." "# My skin gets full of salt." "# The cliff... # and a gentle rain of stardust." "# The evening sun sets and, pleasantly, # the people have a shower and fill the streets." "# The evening sun sets in my heart." "# Everybody loves me and I love you all." "# A blackout." "# The stallholders won't sell peanuts." "# And happiness. #" "Josep." "What is it?" "Have they given you the results of the CT scan yet?" "I guess so." "Dr. Montcada went to get them." "Be right back." "See you in a minute." "# and the cars headlights illuminate the street market stands. #" "Every time it gets harder." "Doctor." "Do you have and the results of the scan?" "No, we don't have them yet." "Why don't you go back to the party, Lleó?" "I'll give them to you tomorrow." "In half an hour it's my birthday and I want to know how things lie." "No, tomorrow Lleó." "Now is not the time." "You already know, right?" "Yes." "Am I okay?" "Let's sit down, Lleó." "Do I have to return to chemo?" "Hasn't it reduced the size?" "No." "It hasn't diminished the liver cancer." "We would say that it's increased and that it's entered a phase difficult to control." "What is a phase difficult to control?" "We took advantage of the CT to study other adjacent areas." "And what are other adjacent areas?" "Other areas of the body." "I know, but what parts of the body are we talking about?" "Which ones?" "The stomach and of the left testicle." "Christ!" "It has spread to two more areas." "But we will treat it also." "It's the same type of tumour." "That's good." "So I have it in three areas of my body?" "Will I lose my balls?" "I don't think so!" "We'll try not to lose any part of the liver, stomach or testicles." "There are still many tests to be done, and with chemo..." "Could I lose my ball, yes or no?" "It could happen." "You can have only one testicle, and have a perfectly normal sex life, as if you had both." "Oh yeah?" "How many do you have, one or two?" "Lleó!" "No, no, you tell me." "You say it so confidently, it seems that you have only one." "Do you have one ball, or two?" "Eh!" "How many do you have?" "Or don't you have balls?" "Answer, I'm asking you!" "Dammit!" "I have two." "Then don't tell me that it's possible to have a normal life with one." "Don't tell me!" "Let's see:" "if all the hell of chemo, radiation, and operations you could do to me works well, what are my chances of survival?" "It's hard to say." "It depends on..." "Doctor, what are my chances of survival?" "Three percent, more or less." "Three percent?" "Thank you." "Good night." "Lleó..." "What the Fuck!" "What a fucking shit of a life!" "I've had enough, Benito!" "I'm fed up to the hilt!" "What does the world want now, eh?" "What do you want?" "All it wants to do is screw me, and it's been going on for years." "And on top of that, I have to hear all that shit:" "that things don't make sense, that losses can be gains, that in hospital you live through things that you wouldn't live through outside, that being sick makes you live more intensely." "Bullshit!" "Bullshit!" "I'm tired of excuses to justify my shitty life." "Tired." "My life sucks, period." "I want a normal life, with normal problems, like everyone else, a life without the fucking cancer." "Lleó." "What are you doing here?" "Are you okay?" "No, I'm not okay." "Go away, I don't want to talk to anyone." "I'm fed up." "What happened?" "Forget it." "Just go, please." "Fed up with what?" "Leave me alone." "What do you want?" "What do you want?" "Earlier you asked something:" "how would your life be if you'd never been sick." "So what?" "Do you want it really?" "Yes I do." "Do you want your life without ever having been sick." "Is that what you wish?" "Yes, but what are you talking about now?" "I want to help you fulfill your wish." "But... but..." "what are you saying?" "If you wish I'll make it reality." "It'll be your birthday gift." "Although you can't return to this life." "You understand?" "But why would I want to return?" "Never again." "Are you sure?" "Quite sure." "Is this real?" "A dream!" "It's a great dream!" "And has Amaya remained with Hugo?" "Who are Hugo and Amaya?" "Amaya wasn't born." "Remember that you're the one who introduced them at the hospital." "Are you called Lleó?" "Do you know me?" "Sometimes I have dreams, and I'm part of a group." "And have a bracelet, right?" "Yes, red." "How do you know?" "Do I know you?" "Yes, yes, I'm Lleó." "I'm sorry, I don't remember." "Wouldn't you like to form a group?" "A group?" "This is a hospital;" "I don't know if you missed this little detail." "What I wished was to be well, not that they were sick." "How do you want me to enjoy my life, knowing how they are?" "I haven't done anything." "You're the one who wished it." "Please wake up!" "Roc, please, I don't want this life!" "I don't want this life, I want our life!" "What are you doing?" "Stop it!" "Leave him Alone!" "Roc!" "What's happening?" "What's going on?" "Calm down." "I'm Lleó." "I'm Lleó, I'm Lleó!" "It's my fault." "It's my fault."