Margarita: Make Your Story Count

CREATED BY CRIS MORENA

MARGARITA MAKE YOUR STORY COUNT

He loves me He loves me not

I love him a lot With all I've got

In every petal I see his face

Telling me he loves me He loves me

He loves me

He loves me He loves me not

-Let's start, guys. -Okay.

Let's rehearse.

Please, Zeki.

-Margarita. -Yeah.

-Come here. -Sure.

Great. That's nice.

Rey, stand here.

Remember the positions? Turn your backs.

Five, six, seven and...

Connect with your partner.

-Okay. -Please.

Five, six, seven and...

I can't waste time.

Go back, Margarita. I don't think this will work.

-Única. -Sure.

-Had you thought of something? -Yes.

Great. Let's see how it goes.

-Margarita. -Yes.

-On time. -Yes.

Five, six, seven and...

-On time, Mar. -I'm sorry.

Yes, on time, like everything in life.

Why is Rey giving me the cold shoulder?

It's because he came just in time to see the mess.

What are you doing?

Rey, wait. What's gotten into you?

I've had enough of this foolishness.

I might be a bit of a clown, but I didn't do anything foolish.

Go play hide-and-seek with Merlin.

Did the green-eyed monster visit you?

I'm not jealous at all.

I just don't want to play this game of yours.

If you want to have two guys fighting over you,

go ahead, but I'm out.

No, Rey. I think you're exaggerating and offending me.

I'm not like that.

Sorry, I got confused when I saw you behind a room divider.

Hiding.

I was, but there's an explanation for everything.

-I'll explain. -Listen to me, Mar.

I don't care.

For what? The explanation? I know I messed up...

I don't want a relationship

where my partner doesn't know what she wants.

At the right time and place,

you can either win the lottery or have a bird poop in your head.

Luck and misfortune, happen in their own time.

-And Santi? -He's hiding in the workshop.

Since there's no activity today, I told him to stay.

-Is all that for him? -Yes, all of it.

-He said he was hungry. -The little guy eats like a lion.

-He really does. -Thanks.

How did it go? Did you talk?

It was awful. My mom is furious because Santi ran away.

For him to have done that, it must be unbearable there.

But what can I do? He can't stay here.

And I can't make him stay with my mom.

It's terrible for him.

-This sucks. -Yeah.

I think I have a solution.

What is it?

I don't know if I ever told you this,

but my mom is a social worker,

and she's used to situations like the one Santi is dealing with.

I think if we tell her, she'll understand and help us.

What do you think?

You'd do that for me?

Yes, that and much more.

I'm not as bad as you think.

A month ago, I might not have imagined it.

A month later, it might have been too late.

But on the right day, everything just flows.

-Merlin. -Yes.

-Are you going to keep avoiding me? -Merlin, you're late.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, it seems like Merlin is never on time for certain things.

Where are you going? Stop running, Petra.

-Sorry, we'll talk later. -Don't lie to me.

I heard. You're just another one of my uncle's plans.

-I don't know what you're talking about. -Why did he send you here?

Things aren't as they seem.

Your uncle called because he wants to speed up the wedding

and I said I'd do my best.

-But the plan is still on. -Then why didn't you tell me?

I'm so stupid! How did I not realize this before?

I hope you have some dignity left and get out of here.

I have nowhere to go.

In case you didn't know, my uncle's university is nearby.

Or there's the Krikoragán embassy.

Or you could go to the airport, buy a ticket and go back to Prudovkia.

You're wrong about me, Merlin.

I'm here because I want to be free, and I'm not leaving.

Petra, in the middle.

There's no greater frustration

than missing the only train to your destination.

-Otto. Pipe. -Here.

-Do you know what to do? -Yes.

Five, six, seven and...

Another one who always arrives late is Pipe.

Poor guy.

Pipe.

As you can imagine, I can't even go to the square alone.

So I was lucky to find you that day.

Well, you could say we were destined to meet.

Could be.

Why are you staring at him? Are you into him?

No, I just love gossip. Are they dating?

Dating?

Don't take this the wrong way, but there's something strange about him.

I agree. You can tell he's an opportunist.

Not to mention his old-fashioned look, and sucking up to her dog is lame.

And his name is Fach.

-What kind of name is that? Spare me. -So ugly.

Why is that relevant? Zeki isn't a common name either.

And Pipe isn't even a name.

Daisy, you need to go try on the dress for Saturday's party.

-Right now when I'm with Fach? -Yes, right now.

Because Catalino need to go.

-It'll be quick. -Okay.

Fach can stay with the kids. They're super cool.

Excuse me.

I want name, surname, blood type, passport number.

-Whose? -That guy you brought.

Hi, everyone. Can I sit with you?

No, there's no room.

If you want, sit on the floor.

All right.

Have a nice day.

The thing is, there's no set time in life,

and often arriving on time is pure luck.

Is everyone distracted? What's going on?

Do I need to remind you why we're doing this?

-How's Mei doing? -Mei's not doing well.

She's really not doing well.

But she'll get better. She's strong.

It's not a matter of strength.

Mei went into a coma 30 minutes ago,

and if a donor doesn't show up soon, she...

How can we help?

That's why I called you all.

To...

It might sound ridiculous, but I think it's the only solution.

I want to hold an awareness event,

so a compatible donor can be found.

It's a race against time, and it's ticking fast.

But I believe in miracles.

Of course.

Count on us.

That's right. I'll talk to everyone at the Hangar to get everything set up.

-Okay. -We're here.

Let's do it again. And focus, everyone.

-Let's go. -Please.

That's it. Keep the rhythm.

Remember to stay on time.

-From the top? -Exactly.

Other times, more than luck,

we need to be ready to arrive on time.

ON TIME

It's the last time I'm asking you. Call me!

This is just too much.

The etiquette and protocol teacher doesn't knock on doors?

The etiquette and protocol teacher

asks you not to start.

We have more important things to worry about.

Like what?

-Did you get what I asked? -Obviously, Ada.

Gabito said not to worry. He's just another kid.

His name is Felipe Molina, he's 18, they call him Fach.

His parents are Doctors Without Borders and spend their lives traveling

on humanitarian missions.

But I don't understand. Why is he here?

We haven't had any environmental disasters in a while.

He came to study.

He got scholarships in London and Belgium.

See? We couldn't have found a better match for Daisy.

I don't know.

Something feels off, and when I feel that something is off...

I don't care what you feel or don't feel.

Get out of my office. Why are you still here?

Go wash some dishes, lady.

Please.

What are you doing here? I told you a thousand times to leave.

Listen, I'm looking for a place, but they're all dumps,

either with cockroaches, or damp, or a roof that might collapse.

I wish. I beg you, God!

I wish a brick would fall on your head so you'll kick the bucket.

Be careful what you ask the universe about your mother,

because you might need her.

-You know what? -What?

-I don't need you, Malala. -Is that right?

-Finally. -He's not talking.

He's repeating what we know, that he's the Electric Fish,