Ravalear: Not for Sale (Ravalejar)

-Where are you going, Miquel? -Cambrils.

I couldn't find anything in Barcelona.

Here are the keys for Cristòbal, I told David he'd come for them.

What they're doing to us isn't fair.

I know, 20 years living here...

-Àlex. -Hey...

All the best.

Same.

Miquel.

-Thanks. -Bye, Miquel.

-Thanks. -No, thank you.

-Call me for anything. -Will do.

Bye.

Dad's not doing well.

NOT FOR SALE

Come in, this is Bea.

-Hi. -Hi, Bea. Morning.

This is Beleta, the queen.

-And Jennifer. -Hello.

Hey.

And this is Ivan and Èric.

-Hi. -How's it going?

-Want anything to eat? -No, we just had breakfast.

Look, we came through here.

-Here? -Yes.

-Nobody can pay these new rents. -Yes.

-So more flats will empty. -Okay.

-They can't take the fund's pressure. -Yes.

-We must have a clear strategy. -Okay.

Sure, the strategy. But Rafa, in your experience,

how long will you need to be here?

It's a long process.

This is the first part

but now we need to coordinate with vulnerable people.

With Miquel's, there are three more empty flats.

We need to get people without resources into them.

Great. That's great.

Where do you look? At the soup kitchen?

No, no, no.

The Raval's network is amazing,

full of associations that work really well.

Contact them.

We have to contact them?

They know the vulnerable people:

people whose contracts have ended,

single mothers, old people with shitty pensions...

The flats need to be inviolable with utensils in the kitchen,

a doormat, clothes hanging up, beds, the lock changed,

-to show that it's their home. -The 48 hours, right?

If you're in for 48 hours, they can't kick you out.

No, that's a myth, it's not true.

-It's to sell more alarms. -What about the work site then?

We didn't tell you, as you can imagine.

It's a convention we use, but what's important is the rest.

Sometimes they ask us to order a pizza, a Glovo, whatever,

with a receipt stating the name, the flat, the time, all that helps.

Great.

Let's do it, right?

-That's it. -But we can't mess it up.

When we have the names, we place the order.

They might not know how to do it, get stressed, make a mistake...

We could also assume that they're not idiots.

Yes...

Sorry, there's a lot going on.

-"Sorry, there's a lot going on." -What do I know, Àlex?

We looked like idiots, right?

Horrible snobs.

Compared to them, we are a little snobbish.

I thought they would find the people.

We can't go, everybody knows us.

-Yeah. -What do we do?

I'll take care of it.

-You'll go? -Yeah.

Fuck, it's Cristòbal.

One, two, three.

-I'm off to the work site. -Okay.

Go, he hasn't turned around.

I'm here for the keys to Miquel's flat. Hope I can rent it quick.

He didn't even want to see me, did he?

David,

it'd be a shame to lose the restaurant.

We'll try not to.

You could set up whatever you want.

Let me know if you ever want to go it alone,

I'd love to help you.

Wow, where's this coming from?

-You want to carry on? -Yes, and?

If you lose the rent, you lose the restaurant license.

By the way, you haven't confirmed the conditions, they won't be valid forever.

We're seeing what we can offer.

-It's not that easy. -You're practically squatters.

-You have no contract. -Cristòbal, don't piss me off.

Either that, or there'll be an express eviction process.

No, we know it's not that fast.

We have a long-standing contract. You can't argue with that.

True, but they won't go easy on you.

Let's see how long you can hold on.

I'm off. Let's see what state the flat is in.

-Hi, Mawi! -Here. Hi Àlex.

-Here's this week's box. -Great.

-I'll put it here. -Okay.

-Thanks. -Everything okay?

-Yes, everything's great. Bye. -Bye.

Hi, do you need a bag?

Hi, excuse me,

would you like a free flat for you and your family?

It's not dangerous.

I have some empty flats

and I'm looking for... You come to eat here at the...?

I do, yes.

-Do you want a flat? -No, I don't.

Why not?

-It's "haram". -What's "haram"?

It's forbidden.

-Because it's free? -It's forbidden.

Sorry, I'm not interested in anything to do with drugs.

No drugs, it's an empty flat.

Really?

Are you sure?

-You don't know anyone who wants a flat? -No.

Okay.

Hi, I'm Claire Durant's father, she's expecting me.

-Do you know where her office is? -I can't remember, it was...?

-Second floor, go on up. -That's right.

-Second floor. -Let him through.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Miss Claire.

-Do we have a meeting? -Well, a lunch.

-I didn't know, but I'll sort it out. -Great.

-Sorry, nobody told me. -I'm Lluís from Can Mosques.

Pleased to meet you again.

-And what...? -I just wanted to invite you for lunch.

I came to your restaurant when I was little.

-Really? -Yes.

There's a table for you today.

I can't today, Lluís. I have a lot of work.

You said you'd sort it out when you didn't know who I was.

-You've already said it. -No... some other day.

-Maybe another day. -Come on.

You just arrived, we've been here for 100 years.

At least stop by for a chat.

-I can't talk to everybody. -But it's just me!

-Maybe another day, Lluís. -Okay.

-Thanks. -Another day.

Okay.

-Bye. -So, see you at Can Mosques, then.

Coming through.

-What are you doing? -Checking we have everything.

Don't worry, we do.

-Where's the box of crayfish? -Àlex is bringing it on Thursday.

But that's my job, isn't it?

-What's wrong? -Nothing...

We could do flambéed baby crayfish

and monkfish medallions with acorn ham...

And clams in a nice sauce.

Yes.

For when? What's happening?

The new owners might come for lunch one day.

-Did they tell you? -It's not certain, but possible.

He's convinced of it.

Okay...

Careful, Olga.

This is great news, Mum.

Let's do a special menu, something a bit more daring.

No new menu, we've already discussed this.

I know... Not the whole menu, a set menu.

A small menu with our dishes.

Not now, David. We have to show them who we are.

And who are we?

We could be other things...

We've done well with this menu.

What about risking when we could lose it all?

When it's yours, do what you wish.

Hi.

-Hi. -What are you doing here, Dad?

Mum told me you're sleeping at Nisrin's house.

-Yes. -I missed you, so I came.

Know what we're doing today?

-A race! -That's right!

Take some.

Mum, is someone there?

-Yes, I took your things out. -Great, thanks.

-This way, we've rented that room. -Okay.

You'll need to help her with her papers for the council and the bank.

Okay.

I love this photo, you look tinier every time!

There are more people each time I come.

You're doing good business here.

Adela!

-Hi, Cristòbal. -Hi, how's it going?

-Come in. -Thanks.

-I have the money here. -Perfect.

You look good.

I'll get a glass of water.

Okay.

You're lucky your contract is an old fixed-rate one.

Everyone's rent is going up except for yours.

-They can't put mine up. -Yes.

I'll be the only one left in the end...