Love at First Kiss (Eres tú)

Ah, kisses!

Sweet, tender, passionate...

Everything you need to know about the other person is in that first kiss.

In that one moment--

Okay, come on, calm down.

When you kiss someone, you can feel whether that person is for you or not.

Whether or not you're made for one another.

- It's as though you can tell-- - My love. Hey, I'm sorry I’m late.

Mm! It's just... So, you know when your boss gets crazy,

and asks for a million things all of a sudden?

Like, hello? It's Friday night at the end of the day.

Why didn't you ask yesterday?

You're so serious.

- Oh? - Yes.

Is something wrong?

What could be wrong?

- You still haven't had any of the nuts? - Huh?

The nuts are still here.

You usually eat them up like there is no tomorrow.

Mm. Hm.

Hello.

- What's up, Silvia? - How are you?

- Hello. - Hi.

- Berta, Silvia. - It's a pleasure.

Hm.

It's just... he's so nice, isn't he?

You know, at the start, he's so sweet...

But then, he looks at you, like, in a weird way.

Like in a way that he... he knows something you don't.

Then all of a sudden, out of the blue, he dumps you.

- What is this, Silvia? - It's true, though. It's true.

You dumped me, out of nowhere.

- I'm sorry, but we're still together. - It was right here as well.

Uh... Are we breaking up?

No.

- Has he had any nuts? Oh. - What?

Look, he arranged to meet you on a Friday.

When the bar is packed, so you can't make a scene.

And I also bet he's already paid, so he can leave in a hurry.

- You're sounding foolish. - There you go.

But we're doing so well.

- Yes. Yes, just as things are going well. - Yeah.

It's just that... he doesn't see a future.

Mmm. Well, he says that to everyone.

He's just afraid of commitment, you know?

I guess I am.

- How can you know we don't have a future? - Well, because...

I still remember my first kiss.

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

That was the exact moment it all started.

Back then, I didn't understand.

But it wasn't long before I did.

- Hey... - If I win, you buy dinner.

Ugh, that was a bust.

Everything happened exactly like that.

And when I say everything,

I mean... everything.

I lost three years of my life.

The three years I dated her.

But I just needed one last date to confirm my worst fears.

So is writing what you really want to do?

I'd really love to, but I don't have the discipline for that.

I want to be a great publisher, you know?

Publish new talent, not any bestsellers.

When you see the logo, you'll say, "This one has quality."

- Well, I like to go free-diving. - Oh, look at that.

Hey! Someone help us!

- He's swallowed a lot of water. - Someone please help us!

This weekend I'm going with some friends to the beach. You want in?

- Don't think so. - Then next weekend?

Um...

I'm gonna grab coffee.

Bye, then.

I know what's going to happen from the first kiss.

The good times.

- And the bad. - But...

But how can you know we don't have a future?

It's what's best for us. Believe me, I know.

It means I can enjoy myself and jump ship before things turn sour.

You're a bastard.

Because things always turn sour.

You weren't expecting that.

LOVE AT FIRST KISS

If I had your talent, I'd put on a show on Main Street.

- With a 15% discount for your exes. - Yeah, sure.

Lower your voice, come on.

Hey, why don't you use it to find your next bestseller?

Oh, I wish. You know that's not how it works.

You know what isn't working?

I knew it. We're bankrupt, is that it?

No.

I heard your friend say this isn't working.

My friend's a podiatrist. He knows calluses, I know books.

A truck just came in.

They're returning 500 copies of Diary of a Chicken Farmer.

- Uh, so, what should we do? - Well, who would've thought?

- The memoirs of a chicken farmer. - It's a story of an empty Spain.

Know how many books about "Empty Spain" there are?

- Enough to fill it all up again. - Listen, I don't want cynics in this room.

If you don't believe in this project, you can leave.

- Come on, Simón, I'll help you out. - Sure.

- Come upstairs. How about dinner tonight? - All right.

- I'll tell Lucía, okay? - Ah! I gotta get up early tomorrow.

- Come on, let's go out anyway, man. - No.

- We haven't gone out in ages, it's been-- - I mean it, no.

Good news. Lucía is bringing one of her friends to dinner.

- Yeah, but the thing is I-- - No "yeah, but." Bye. See ya. Come on.

- See you later. Bye, guys. - Bye.

Where do we put this?

I heard that the first run was a total flop.

- How are you? - What are you working on?

Vampires in Mauthausen.

- Sequel, huh? - A prequel.

- Mm. - Oh, that's great.

- Mm. - Hey there, how are you?

- Look who's here. - Wow, you're here?

Did you come for the sushi?

No. I don't eat sushi at something like this.

I got food poisoning at the Nadal Awards.

How are things going, man? I heard you were having problems.

- Wouldn't make it to the end of the year. - You're mistaken.

I'm talking to some investors that are pretty major.

- Mm. - Anyone we might know of?

I can't give any names 'cause... I don't speak Chechen.

We're expecting a massive cash investment. Thinking of moving offices and everything.

- Oh, to somewhere with heating? - Hm...

- You won't be laughing come September. - Oh, really? What happens in September?

I'm releasing the new book by Sonsoles Durán. Mm.

A return to her early literature.

- Feminine, very stark. - Mm.

- With that ironic take on life, you know? - Oh.

- Yeah, there she goes. - She's going for it.

- At her house, writing away. - Yeah. No, no, no. She meant she's there .

- Look. Right there. - Hm?

- Lamb dumplings for you? - No. Thank you.

- May I have a glass of wine instead? - Yes.

No. I'd actually like a... I'd like a beer.

No, hold on. Come here, come here.

Better still... a vodka.

- Vodka. - A vodka.

- Mm. - Thank you.

- Sonsoles... - Javier.

Hey.

- Javier, how are you? How are you doing? - Uh, I'm good.

- But shouldn't you be writing? - I feel awful.

An hour ago, I was sitting at the house

with anxiety so paralyzing that

I simply couldn't write...

And then I thought, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Snap out of it."

I opened a drawer,

then I took a diazepam, and said, "Be at that party."

And here I am.

- And I don't care if I don't get an award! - All right.

Because do you know what award life has given me?

Dignity.

Oh, look, I fucked that bald guy once.

Oh.

Uh, how's the book coming along?

- Good. - What does that mean?

Well, just good...

- You'll have something to read soon. - When?

- I make books, not sausages. - Forgive me.

It's just that we have a schedule, and we've spent quite some time...

Javier.

I could’ve signed with Anagram.

And I didn’t. Do you know why?

Because Anagram doesn't want you.

Thank you.

No one wants you.

Sonsoles was a huge hit with her first novels.

Everyone hailed her as the voice of her generation.

- She didn't handle it too well. - Hello, Sonsoles.

You are so incredible.

- I just can't believe I'm here. - This is my first book, though.

Yeah. The Year of the Panther is my favorite.

Right, but I have a new book out. The Year of the Tigress.

Yes, but the thing with the first book is... Wow, you surpassed yourself.

- It's the best thing you've ever written. - Surpassed myself? Surpassed myself, how?

Too intelligent, too dumb, too pretty, ugly, huh?

Um, it's for María José.

Thank you.

"To María José. Eat my pussy."

Yes. Eat my pussy. Go on, get the hell out of here.

- I used to admire you. - Yes? Well, go admire the Virgin Mary.

So, if anyone else wants me to sign my first book, you can leave. Just go.

Because I'm here to autograph my second book today.

No respect.

Thanks a lot. So little respect for the author.

So little respect for culture.

All right, go on.

Sonsoles hasn't had a hit in ten years.

I'm at a weird moment right now. It's not easy.

Come on, let's go! Dammit, sing a little people!

You guys look like you're being audited! What the hell? Let's go.

Half of you deserve that.

I'm her last hope.

And she's mine.

Unless I can get her to finish her book soon,

I can kiss my dream goodbye.