15 Years and One Day (15 años y un día)

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Any beer left?

Don't do it, Jon.

Now!

Shit you, kid!

Shit!

15 YEARS AND ONE DAY

Hi.

My name is Margo Aguirre

and I'm very happy you've given me this opportunity.

I don't know why,

but I feel like I'm a perfect fit for the role of Maria Fernanda.

I've worked mainly in theatre, a little of everything...

Commercial stuff, comedies, drama...

Movies, too. A little, but less.

I've included everything in my CV.

It's all there.

And television, never before a soap opera.

What do you mean, soap opera?

You think "Maria Fernanda" is a soap opera?

I would say so.

But I could be wrong.

I've seen those teeth before.

What?

The toothpaste commercial. You look just like her.

Go ahead, answer it.

Sorry.

Call in the next one.

Yes?

Where were you?

- Around. - Skipping class again?

Your school called.

- Jerks. - No, we're the jerks.

It's the 6th time Ormechea has called.

He's a dickhead.

Tomorrow you'll apologize. I don't care what you did.

You hear me, Jon?

You stepped in shit.

I can't believe it!

Damn it, not again!

Good afternoon.

Mr. Garmendia, your dog has been in our yard again.

That didn't happen.

Though I'd like to rip out those sprinklers myself.

This is my last warning.

Aim your spray at your yard, not mine.

Next time I'll report it.

How scary!

Have a nice afternoon.

Late homework, talking back...

I can understand that at a certain age,

schoolwork may seem a bit tedious.

Right, Jon?

But calling a cook with a metabolism problem fat

is more serious.

You called a cook fat?

I didn't call her fat, I called her a cow.

And I was joking.

She eats a lot and gets nervous. She even says so.

Ms. Mendez is an adult, and you're not.

In any case, this wasn't the worst incident.

It wasn't?

The Latin teacher is too scared to open doors

without checking the hinges first.

Come on, he only has a bruise.

Who would remove the hinges from the door of the classroom?

- It was a joke. - It was a hit, congratulations.

Hold on, let me get this straight.

You took off the hinges

to set a trap for the teacher, so he'd fall down?

That's right.

Are you out of your mind?

We have been very patient with Jon so far.

Your father dying at age ten must be hard.

I don't see the link.

Explain it to me.

Losing a father at an early age

often justifies anomalous behaviour.

Let's clarify one thing.

My son is irresponsible.

If his father were still alive,

he'd still call the cook fat.

A cow.

And he'd still remove door hinges.

The only difference is he'd make fun of us both, not just me.

In his psychological tests Jon says you never talk about his father.

What kind of questions do you ask in these tests?

I talk to him about whatever I want.

That's fine,

but understand that our patience has a limit.

That's why we've expelled Jon

the rest of the year, which he'll obviously miss,

unless he passes enough courses in September.

You're joking, right?

We leave the jokes to your son.

I regret the confusion.

He's expelled for three months.

I told you, he's an idiot.

No, you're an idiot.

You want to end up in a school for delinquents?

Start working tomorrow?

What shitty job will you find if you don't hit the ground running?

Actor?

What is it, sweetie? You woke me up.

I know, I'm sorry.

It's not so late.

Maybe not for you. You go to bed late.

Can you leave the bookstore at lunchtime?

When?

Tomorrow. And the day after.

Forever, almost.

Good lord. What is it now?

Jon.

I need you to keep an eye on him.

He got expelled. I saw it coming.

Are you psychic?

Yeah, sweetie. I have powers.

How lucky.

It caught me by surprise this time.

It's because you're always so clueless.

Thanks, mum.

You're a dream.

Good night.

Go on.

The neighbour makes his dog shit in our yard.

What's the problem?

If it were the other way around...

Why did you have Sunny?

You don't like animals.

Your grandfather.

She was his dog.

All I did was clean the hair off the couch.

Every day...

Disgusting, right?

They say dogs live 12 years.

It's a lie.

They live two hundred.

So you two separated because of the hair on the couch.

That's exactly right.

I know everything.

I know that you send the dog to do its business in my garden.

I have witnesses.

Isn't it a bit late to bother the neighbours?

But why?

I can't figure it out. I need to understand.

You show business people work odd hours.

You party, sleep late,...

The sweet life.

But I lead an ordered life.

It's rude to come here with your fantasies at this hour.

Good night.

Bastard, son of a bitch!

I just don't get it.

What the hell did we do to him?

You had a huge party last summer.

He complained three times.

He's hated us ever since.

Nothing goes right.

Everything sucks.

Don't worry, mum.

The neighbour, that jerk Ormechea...

Yeah. He is a jerk.

But he's right, you never talk to me about Dad.

Just what I needed.

Forget it.

Why bring that up now?

Forget it.

- I'm going out. - Now? With who?

Nerea.

I'm still upset.

You could stay and be nice to me.

What do you want me to say?

Anything. Something to console me.

Don't start.

Call a friend and vent.

And the jerk says, "You think 'Maria Fernanda' is a soap?"

What bullshit.

You put your foot in it. You called his series a soap?

It is a soap.

Then he had to mention the toothpaste.

I don't understand.

What?

Why do you go to so many auditions?

So they pick me.

They never do.

He's right.

Playing the clown is depressing.

I'm not playing the clown. It's my profession.

No, it's not, thank God.

If we had to live off that, we'd be in trouble.

- Lucky your dad left things tied up. - Okay, mum.

- Nicolas always supported me. - I know.

All I'm saying is he left you taken care of.

And just as well.

I can't remember the last part you got.

"Tecnical Cruise" last year.

What's that?

The series, mum.

You know exactly what it is.

It was awful, by the way.