Growing Up (Hacerse mayor y otros problemas)

Up, and down.

Up, and down.

Up, and down.

It's magic, guys!

Wow...

A flying fairy.

Can I leave her here for a little while?

Sweetie, stay with the elf.

-Hello. -Hi.

Like my fairy?

I want to play with it.

You can buy one here.

But I want yours.

Yes, but this is my fairy.

I want yours.

I think you're confused.

No, it's mine.

Look...

You're just a little girl.

A boring miniature human. A crying machine,

ordinary.

Mum?

I have to go.

Let's go, sweetie.

Excuse me, Madam.

Emma.

Emma, please.

Look, Emma,

you're working with kids, have some tact.

She had quite an imagination.

The truth would only have disappointed her.

Here, we sell dreams and adventures...

Just look at the flying fairies, they sell themselves!

-Look at them! -I'm sorry, Mr. Carpintero.

I'll try harder.

You just don't understand the essence of our business.

In a fire, what would you save?

-The children and women first. -No!

No, Emma!

The flying fairies, first the flying fairies.

Understand?

Then the kids, and...

Right, come on.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello there.

Hello.

Shouldn't you be packing?

You said your boyfriend would be supervising.

He's not my boyfriend. Stalin?

-You live together... -He's my flatmate, where is he?

Locked inside his room.

I know what you're doing. They're here.

The moving men are here, remember?

Andrés?

Andrés.

You haven't even started packing.

-Andrés? -I'm ill.

No, you're not.

Come here, give me some love.

What? No. Get out of bed and pack up your things.

-Ok, but come here, come on. -No.

No, Andrés!

-I'll regret it. -No, you won't.

The last time.

Fine, the last time and I'll go.

-Take this off. -You take it off.

Ok. Ok.

-Quickly, ok? -Shit.

You're so bossy.

It's good that you're leaving.

If your real boyfriend knew you live with another man...

There is no real boyfriend, Stalin.

I'm alone.

He couldn't pay rent, one thing led to another and...

Miss, if you don't have anywhere to sleep tonight...

I'm sharing with my grandmother Leonora.

You're even letting him keep the flat!

He won't stay long because he's broke,

and we weren't even a couple, we were flatmates.

What else did you do for him this morning?

-A change of topic? -It's unbelievable,

-you're worth so much. -I'll change the topic.

Where will you live?

For the time being I'm at... my friend Stalin's house.

But, I've found somewhere cheap.

I can't afford more right now.

And this time, I'm going to share with a girl,

I'm starting to use my head.

Again?

-Really? -For old time's sake.

Please. I'll wait outside.

No, no... Lola!

Lola.

Wait for me.

Ciao.

Good afternoon, Miss Emma. Have a nice day.

-Run, run! -No!

You got supplies, now that's...

Here, you love grapes.

I won't bail you out of prison, Emma.

I promise.

So? Your husband's a lawyer.

Emma, you don't have trouble paying the rent, right?

-Tell me the truth. -No.

If you do, you can come and live with us, no problem.

I mean, as long as it's not forever

as my husband would divorce me.

If he hasn't already by then...

Drama! What is it?

Emma, I think he's defeated by all the baby stuff.

You're still trying, right?

Sometimes.

Maybe it's me who's defeated. I don't know.

Don't say that. You're brave.

Well, we're going to find you a good man

so that you can form a good family too.

No, thank you.

Don't say that, you have to have kids, in case I don't manage it.

You will, it's been your dream since we were little, I promise.

You're so good with kids, I don't get it.

Great, you did the shopping.

Yes... we can share the cleaning products

and shampoos.

You buy them next time and we are even.

Yes, of course.

But I'll need some money first.

Yes, of course.

I can't open a bank account

without showing electricity bills.

Well, now you can.

No, I can't put them in my name without a bank account.

Show them a pay slip, and you can open one.

I guess I'll start off being paid under the table.

The typhoon is devastating Eastern China.

It has affected more than 1,000 people so far.

The bad weather is making it hard

for the rescue services trying to find any survivors.

Emma?

My mum lives in the area devastated by the typhoon.

Really?

Have you tried calling her, or...

I couldn't get a phone contract without a bank account.

This shop is on me, ok?

And, I don't know, if...

you speak Chinese, maybe you could use it to find work.

I don't.

I'm not Chinese, my mother is.

Coming!

-It's so cold. -Come in.

It's freezing.

What... Did you steal it?

Tastes better that way. Guess what?

What?

I met two twin brothers in the shop and they gave me their numbers

-and I don't know which I prefer! -You and your strange affairs!

Come, I've something to tell you.

Give me your hand.

Either one.

Oh my God.

The time has come!

It's here, it's here.

I'm going to be a mum!

Goodness me!

But, what...

What great news! Are you in shock? Because I am.

-Does Gabriel know? -Of course he does.

He's so excited... well actually he's shit scared,

but we're so happy and...

Emma, the important thing is...

I want you to be Godmother.

Ok? Because you're like my sister, and...

Godmother, sister... grandmother!

-Lola, of course I will. -Don't say yes too quickly.

Think it over, it's important, ok?

Being a Godmother's nothing. It's...

It's just symbolical, right? It's no effort.

-I never even saw my Godmother. -But I...

But I'll see your little boy, or girl, whatever it is

-all the time. I'll be there. -Ok.

I miss you.

Why? I haven't gone anywhere.

But I miss you.

Dear little punky.

You're done, right?

Yes, yes, yes.

Yes.

-That was good, right? -Very good.

My theory is

that men who've had girlfriends are more skilled.

Don't get confused, I don't want a relationship.

I'm sorry if I gave you that impression.

No, not at all.

Let's see, Lucas... wasn't it?

You tell me what you want, it's easier that way.

I'd like to see you again.

Really?

-Yes. -I thought you didn't.

Yes, I like you a lot.

What if we keep seeing each other and you get possessive