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Cristian, are you happy?

Do you think you'll be happy

without legs?

Yes.

- This kid freaks me out.

- And why do you think that?

Mermaids don't have legs

and they're happy.

- How do you get on with your mother?

- He hates me.

She hates me.

- She hates everyone. She hates you too.

- What are you on about, kid?

- Do you want to see your father?

- Of course not.

Don't ask him those questions.

- Do you want to see your father?

- Yes.

Leave my husband out of it!

You want to see your father?

Why do you want to see your father?

Leave your father out if it!

He's a good person!

Not like you, you're bad!

- And you're crazy!

- You're the crazy one! Nobody loves you!

I'm crazy? You're crazy!

Stop right now or I'll call the police!

Who are you going to call, b*tch?

Your son's bleeding.

What have you done, you retard?

Where have you been, Samantha?

Samantha!

Samantha! I was worried sick.

How could you do this to me?

I'm going to come down with something.

You're crying. Did something happen

to you? Did someone see you?

- Answer me!

- No.

You didn't go out like that,

with your face uncovered?

- Yes.

- And you think that's okay?

- What do you want me to do?

- Cover yourself up!

Don't you see that something

could happen to you? People are evil!

I don't want to happen to you

what happened to your mother.

If she'd listened to me,

the three of us would be here now.

We all have our lot.

You think I don't have to be careful?

I'm not like you.

"Due to the 3200 euro debt,

we shall proceed to the seizure

of the premises of NO. 6 Cruz St.,

unless a bank transfer

for the above amount is sent within...

3 working days."

Come in, don't be afraid.

Finished already?

We're on a break.

Go, go, go.

Yesterday we got 20.7 market share.

Mothers in this country love Pinkoo.

I'm glad.

What's wrong?

Alexis, I'm so tired, I need a vacation.

Don't talk crap, Vanesa,

we need the money.

- I don't.

- Well I do!

Besides, there's a contract, remember?

Of course.

- Vanesa...

- What?

Have you grown?

- What?

- Have you grown?

Your costume doesn't close right.

I don't know. You look bigger.

It's the same one as always.

No, no, no...

You're the same height.

Don't worry.

I'm not worried.

Have you seen this?

A viewer tweeted with a video

to say thank you.

Hello, Pink Bear!

I'm Sofa and my son is Alberto.

We want to thank you

because Alberto and I have

so much fun watching your show.

As his mother, it makes me happy

to see him happy.

Pinkoo the Pink Bear can never end!

At least until Alberto grows up!

Thank you! 'Bye!

Vanesa, are you crying?

Alexis, I wanted to talk to you.

We're all set.

Hi, how are you?

Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, let's go.

Vanesa.

You make people happy

and that's beautiful.

I don't, the pink bear does.

Come on, let's go.

You still haven't dumped that moron?

I told you, I'm going to tell him

at dinner tonight.

Why don't you call him

and tell him straight out?

I'm not going to split up

with him over the phone.

You have to do things right.

Guille.

Guille.

I don't love him, I love you.

Don't you see

that we're made for each other?

You don't want me to touch you?

No.

You're a woman?

- Is it true what they told me?

- What did they tell you?

- You can't see.

- No, I can't see.

You don't see anything?

No shadows...?

I can't see anything at all.

No shadows, nothing.

Then can you take off

what you have on your eyes?

No.

I never take them off when I work.

They're diamonds.

How do I know you're not watching me?

That those are contacts

and you're watching me?

I paid more to be with you

because you can't see me.

I don't think you paid much.

I've got almost no clients.

I can't take the diamonds off.

Then I'm leaving.

Wait!

I don't want to have problems.

Are you okay?

It's the first time I've done

anything without my diamonds.

Just because I can't refuse the money...

So what do you want to do?

Just touch you.

I don't want you touching me.

Why did you change places?

I'm left-handed.

- It's funny...

- What?

You and the people who f*** me

don't want me to touch you.

Is as if you were all hiding something.

- I don't want to talk.

- Okay. Sorry.

Hey... I can sense

that you're uncomfortable.

If you're not happy and want to go,

it's fine. You'll get your money back.

- Will you please shut up?

- Sorry.

Can I ask you a favor?

- A favor?

- Let me touch you.

Laura...

Sorry, I thought you'd finished.

Are you alright?

Alexis, my friend! How are you?

Great, sir.

You don't look so good.

Are you alright?

Fine.

- And Vanesa?

- Fine too. Why?

She looks tired to me. Do you know

if there's anything wrong?

First I've heard of it.

You do know that

a ton of dwarves could do this?

- Sure, but...

- No...

I wouldn't want you and Vanesa

to stop working for us.

But I don't want the ratings to fall.

- We got back up yesterday.

- That's no use to me.

Don't talk in the first person

about my show.

I was thinking we might give her

something to motivate her.

We could get paid in advance

for the last three episodes.

Money always motivates.

The problem isn't money.

Vanesa is f***ing sick of all of us.

You're the one who wants the money.

Tomorrow you get the cash

for those three episode in advance,

but get Vanesa

to dance in front of the camera again

as if she'd swallowed

three bags of speed

or you'll never set foot

in these f***ing studios again.

Idiot!

- Can I speak to Vanesa Redondo?

- Speaking.

Vanesa, it's Dr. Mato.

We've been studying

your ultrasound and...

I'm sorry to tell you,

your son has achondroplasia too.

You should know that the fetus

has no problem apart from that.

He'll just have the same disease.

It was something we knew could happen.

My eyes!

My eyes!

My diamonds!

What's wrong, Laura?

Mikel, my diamonds, I can't find them.

Stop screaming, she'll hear you.

Help me find them.

What's with the yelling?

You've got a client.

I can't, I've lost my eyes.

Honey, I'm doing to do some errands.

Honey?

Happy birthday to you,

happy birthday to you,

happy birthday, dear Samantha,

happy birthday to you!

Make a wish and blow out the candles.

Go on.

Great!

It's okay...

Now, let's eat.

That's it.

Here.

What's wrong?

Aren't you hungry?

Cristian, the 17-year-old

who was run over a few days ago

in the Lucero area, has just died.

His legs were completely

separated from his body

and although at first

the bleeding was controlled,

infection set in and it ended his life.

- Don't change it. Turn it up!

- Nothing is yet known

of the hit-and-run driver.

That's terrible. How can there be

people like that in the world?

Honey...

One second.

What are you doing?

Why are you touching my mother's photo?

No, I wasn't touching

your mother's photo.

I was looking at you, you're beautiful.

Sure.

Your mother looked like a good woman.

- How long ago did she die?

- 6 months.

And the decoration...

- You're not going to change it?

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