Vida perfecta (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Cuando te pierdes en el bosque - full transcript

I see a pink cushion filled with cotton.

Why are we doing this? It's stupid.

This exercise lets you
face up to your fears.

Make an effort.

Looking at a cushion
isn't facing my fears.

It's admitting I have bad taste.

My sister takes pills
and she isn't depressed.

-You're not.
- It says so on my sick leave.

It says you have symptoms

that could lead to a depression.

So say it to me instead of the cushion.



You want me to cry, right?
Well I won't.

No, I don't want you to cry.

I want you to stop fighting your fear.

Or all you do allows it to grow.

It's there.

Look at it.

What is it that you don't want to see?

It's nearly time.

Want to stay on sick leave
at your parent's? Or break the cycle?

See you next week, okay?

MARIA has left the meeting

How would you rate this call?

PERFECT LIFE

WHEN YOU GET LOST IN THE WOODS



This retreat
is going to be a pain in the butt.

You could have chosen something else
for my hen party.

This will do Maria good,
we'll give her a push.

I think about meditating
and I want to kill myself.

This isn't about you, is it?

- Who is it?
- No one.

Are you screwing someone?

- Hey.
- What?

Show me tricks
so I can play around in my marriage.

Listen up:

you can't unless you're married
at least 5 years.

Is that the cheater's manual?

We have arrived!

I don't care,
keep which ever one you want.

Work with me on this, José Antonio.

It isn't easy for me.

Which?
The Giralda or Saragossa Cathedral?

Fine, the Cathedral.
As a memento of you.

While we're at it...

All right... The gondola or the Colosseum?

- Hiya!
-Well...

- They're here.
-Weren't they due later?

Remember not to
mention the divorce to Bolita.

- Hello there!
- What's up, Mom.

Sweetie!

- How was the journey?
- Fine.

- Hi, how are you?
- Hi, Cris.

Bolita!

-Bolita!
- Why are you there?

- Hi, José Antonio.
- What's up, Dad?

-Hi, Cris.
- Where are you?

I said, where are you?

In China.

No, really, I'm in China.

I've always wanted to visit this country.

-Especially the Great Wall.
- You're shitting me, right?

- No, he's actually there.
- No, I mean it.

I'm getting married in two days!

They've gone mad here all of a sudden.

They're on about a virus,
we're in lockdown.

I can't leave the hotel.

Don't worry,
you can both celebrate it afterwards.

Don't worry he's not going.

Hello, hello, hello...

What's up, fatty?

Mommy doesn't give a damn about you
'cos her boyfriend dumped her?

Sweetie...

Be nice to your sister.
She's depressed.

It's depressive symptoms.

- How are you?
- Fed up.

She's like a princess here.

- Did you bring the dress?
- Crap!

- I knew I forgot something.
- I can't go.

To your sister's wedding?
I'll lend you a dress.

- Julia.
- Is it the bride?

Lots of love!

- Kisses!
- They send their love.

Except my dad, he's in China.

Please don't mention the divorce.

After the wedding.

You know what she's like.

No, so it's better to tell me.
I'm depressed.

Hang on, you're getting divorced?

Yes, love.

So China was a lie?

No, he is in China.
Of course he is.

How are you coping?

I'm getting by.

- Look at the croissant.
- Here.

This will look lovely on you.

- Got anything a bit more discreet?
- Not in your size.

It's from when I was thin.

Go with Granny.

Go with Granny...

All right, family.

Sweetie pie!

I could eat you!

- Bye, Mom.
- Bye, darling.

So...

- Say goodbye to Mommy.
- Bye, baby. Behave.

Give him a kiss or something.

Come on, Mery.

You're pressuring me.

- Look: Bye, Juanito.
- That's the way.

Bye!

- Wave goodbye.
- Bye!

Mommy loves you so much.

Bye!

Bye!

- Cris, the Satnav.
- What?

- Lloret de Mar.
- I'm on it.

- To Lloret de Mar.
- Lloret de Mar?

- You're taking me there?
- Yes.

I told you I'd come if there were
no parties, drugs or strippers.

The spiritual retreat is in Lloret.

- How come in Lloret?
- It just is.

It's a brilliant yoga center.

Quit complaining,
we organized it for you.

Meditating and yoga will be so awesome.

To forget Xosé and stuff.

It will give you a high.

You like this one.

We like this one, Mery!

Just entertaining

comedies.

So don't give me any of those stories

about jealousy, tears and tragedies. No.

What does it matter?
It's all a lie.

What does it matter?
Just let me laugh.

What does it matter?

HOUSE OF TAO

Look how nice, Hun.

Nature.

You'll completely relax, wait and see.

Where have you taken me?

Eden?

Spiritual people are more laid back.

- No hang ups about their body.
- Hi.

- Hello.
- Hiya!

Cristina?

This is Maria and Esther.

- How are you?
- Nice to meet you.

I didn't know if you were coming.

Sorry for the delay,
we drove from Aragón.

Aragón? Awesome!

You must be tired.

- Yes.
- A bit.

I'll be brief.

- You missed the first lesson.
- Oh dear.

It's okay.
Did you bring the quartz?

I forgot.

- Why quartz?
- Energy.

It's fine. Here.
Choose the one you like most.

Wow, so soft!

It relaxes you.

Does it?
A big one for me then.

I recommend a smaller one,
it'll go in easier.

In where?

Your vagina.

Then perhaps I'll take
this little one here.

- I'll have a big one. This one.
- I'm not sticking anything up me.

And you thought it was a tantra retreat.

How was I to know?

I saw photos of women
with flowers in their hair.

I thought it looked relaxing.

- Let's go.
- But why?

- No way. We drove to Tarazona for you.
- So what?

Don't screw up my hen.

You're blackmailing someone
with depression?

Wasn't it just symptoms?

The next step is depression.

Listen, we're already here.

It's beautiful.

And it might be good for your problem.
Your pussy.

- Your pussy?
- Forget it.

I don't want a stone up there.
Let's go.

All right.

We either stick this up our pussy
or party in Lloret?

Sorry, Gari.

- I was peeing.
- Hi, Conchita.

I've got an appointment with Xosé now.

- No.
- No?

You're early, buddy.

- Can he see me now?
- He's in the kitchen.

- I'll go and look for him.
- Okay.

Good luck, cutie.

Hi.

They told me you were here.

Didn't we have a session at six?

Yeah, I got here early.

I've come to tell you
I want to change my support person.

As a client here,

I'm entitled to choose a professional
who provides better counselling.

All right?

- If that's what you want...
- Yes.

That's why I came.

But are you sure?

It's been ten years.

Right.

But I don't want you to be my counselor.

Okay.

Now if you don't mind...

I had a really nice time.

Bye.

We move our hips gently.

That's good.

Hey, your boyfriend!

We make circular movements on the ball.

Gari!

Hi. I didn't know you were here.
Did you have a painting lesson?

Just tell me if it's over,
I don't like it when you don't pick up.

And I was in Pilates, okay?

Okay, but I do want to be with you.

Thing is,
my life's a bit complicated.

Yeah, I know that.

But I'm your girlfriend.

If you don't tell me stuff,
how can I help you?

Okay, you're right.

I'm sad.

Why? What is it?
Because you failed the test?

I can help you.

Silly billy.

Tell me next time.

Tell me what's up with you,
I want to help.

- Okay.
- Okay?

- I love you.
- I love you too.

- I love you so much.
- Me too.

Look!

Look...

I didn't know you liked birds.

Yeah.

My gran always used to pick them up
when they fell out of their nests.

Especially the weakest ones.

Poor little things.

We'll have to give it a name.

Antonio Orozco.

What do you think?

Okay. Sounds good.

Hi, Antonio.

Maria, Cristina and Esther
thought this was a yoga retreat.

Not for tantric sex.

But relax, we're not teaching squirting

or how to masturbate better,

which is fantastic
and highly recommended.

It's well worth exploring.

What we'll do here is different.

We're on a journey
to find ourselves again

and the energy of our womb.

Whether it's there physically or not.

And also to become reconciled
with our shadow,

which is slightly more complicated.

I'll give you tools for this,

and you'll decide
if you're going to use them and how.

The first tool is stories.

They use the magic power of words.

I'll read you a tale.

It starts like this:

"'Don't go into the woods.

Please don't go out,'

they said.

'Why shouldn't I go
into the wood?,' she asked.

'There is a huge wolf in the woods,

and it eats people like you.'

'Don't go into the woods
or you will encounter a thousand perils.'

'This is my life, not a fairy tale,'
she replied.

'Something tells me
I must go into the woods and meet the wolf.

Otherwise,

my life...

...will never change.'

If you don't go into the woods,
nothing will ever happen.

And your life...
won't be able to start."

Women Who Run with the Wolves,

Clarissa Pinkola Estés.

And now, wild women,

we'll go to the woods.

- Now?
- Yes.

I'm going back to the room.
What about you?

I might as well stay.

Well tell me about it tomorrow.

Your tattoos are so cool.

Like them?

Totally kick ass.

I'll ink you whenever you want.

- You a tattoo artist or what?
- I am now.

I love it, dude.

Tattooing here in Lloret,
feeling super connected to nature.

It's like I've reconnected
with the deepest part of my being.

Cool.

I mean, it's so cool
that you've found your place.

Know what San Pedro is?

A type of cactus, right?
Sort of like peyote.

Similar.

Helps you find out more about yourself
in two hours than years of therapy.

It's an amazing trip.

All right.

- Do I just take a swig?
- Drink.

- It's disgusting.
- Bitter, right?

Give me another sip.

Would you ink me?

Sure, I said I would.

What do you want?

A character from
Once Upon a Time... Life.

The goodie, the one who killed viruses.

- The one with the beard?
- Yeah!

It's best if we walk in silence,

because that way we connect

with the energy in the woods.

And remember,
if you're afraid, you're not alone.

The women's energy is with you.

Are you all right?

Actually, no, I think I'll go back.

- Sure?
- Yes, I don't feel too good.

Okay.

I'll go some other day.

That's fine.

Thanks.

Good night.

ALEX: "Imagine I'm putting
another finger inside you..."

ALEX: "I want you to come..."

- Were you playing with yourself?
- No.

Weren't you in the woods?

No, it was cold and dark.

Where's Esther?

- She wasn't with us.
- No idea.

I bet she's wandered off.

PABLO: "Darling, you don't know
how much I miss you..."

Chatting with that guy?

- No, it's from Pablo.
- What does he say?

Just stuff about the kids.

- Nightie-night.
- Nightie-night.

CRIS: "I'm crazy about you, Alex,
I want to share everything with you!"

Guys...

I'm beginning to see the truth.
There's so much clarity...

What an awesome trip I'm having!

I'm gonna stay here, okay?
See you when you finish the retreat.

I love you deeply.

- Well...
- Honestly...

I'm in shock.

Oh, and bring me my wallet,
I left it there.

So...

I can't believe this.

I'm made to come here,
then she abandons me.

And look for her wallet!

I'm having an anxiety attack.
- Relax, it'll be fine.

Hey, listen.

What?

If I messaged him last night
and he didn't reply...

Am I a pain if I text again?

- What did you text?
- I'd be a pain.

I can't breathe.
Time for breakfast.

Okay...

- With an emoticon?
- Yes.

- That's being a pain, don't text.
- I knew it.

Hang on. I'm coming with you.

I know, Dad, but it was the vet

who said to take it to the bird sanctuary.

No, you can only get there by car.

Okay, bye.

If I had the driving license
we could go by car.

- Who are you calling?
- Xosé.

If you call him, you can go by yourself.
I'm not going, okay?

Hiya! Look who's here, Juanito!
It's Daddy!

Hi, Juanito!

We're at Maria's, we wanted to relax
before the wedding.

-Do you want to come?
- I'm on my way somewhere, Maria Del Pilar.

I'll call you when I leave.

Okay! You can come and bathe him
if you want.

I can drive you there when we're done.

-What?
- Sorry, Maria Del Pilar.

I don't think I'll be able to make it.

I'll call you.

Ciao, bye, bye.

- Why don't you want to see him?
- You're not my counselor.

- Okay?
- Okay.

We're used to showing our vulva and vagina

at the gynecologist’s.

But we seldom take a good look
at ourselves.

There are women who feel conflicted.

We've been taught that it's ugly,
it smells...

I panic when they eat me out
with the light on.

- Right.
- I can't let myself go.

Well, I...

I have a complex
about not having much hair.

- Are you embarrassed...?
- Yes.

When we had our daughter.
Well, Ana had her.

And we went through a stage...

Personally, it was hard for me to look
at myself.

- I could tell it had changed.
- Right.

How long did that last?

- It took me a year.
- A year.

- Yeah.
- Incredible.

Okay, beautiful ladies.

The time has come.

I'll hand out mirrors
and you can look at your vulvas.

Our beautiful and marvelous vulvas.

Here we go.

One for each of you.

I'm going to the loo.

Sure, the important thing
is to feel comfortable.

- You brought him from Barcelona?
- Yes.

Gosh, that's cool.

Well, looks like Antonio
has an injury to his wing.

- Does that mean he won't fly again?
- No, he'll be fine in a week.

Would he have died
if we hadn't brought him here?

Possibly.

Thanks for bringing him.

What is it, cutie?

We saved a life.

Give me five.

Give me five...
What's up?

We saved a life
because Xosé brought us here.

So what?

We could never have got here
by ourselves.

But the important thing is we did.

- Can you open it, please?
- No, don't do it.

What's wrong?

I don't want to be disabled.

Don't say that.

It's true. If I can't even get my license,
how can I be a dad?

I'm sick of it, I'm pathetic.

No, you're not.
And fuck anyone who thinks you are.

Yes, we're disabled,
but we can do lots of things.

You don't need to prove
anything to anyone.

You are a very capable man.

Not going to say anything?

I don't think it's my place
to give advice about this.

Why?

Because of Maria?

What's up with Maria?

We broke up.

Relax, it has nothing to do with you.

Then why?

Well...

Because I'm a coward.

I was frightened and...

And I ran off, as usual.

I'm not as brave as you are.

Jeez, you sat the exam.
That's so awesome.

A piece of advice?
Just one, then I'll shut up.

As a friend, not as a counselor.

Go see Juanito.

Do it.

It's not his fault.
Don't no go see him.

He loves you, dammit, you can tell.

Come on.

Whenever you're ready, we're leaving.

Are you all right?

Why are you here?

I texted him. I think it made it worse.

- I told you not to.
- Whatever, it's done.

Mind if I tell you about it?

We've been sexting each other.

- Sure...
- And last night I wrote:

"I'm crazy about you,
I want to share everything with you."

- What?
- Perhaps "everything" was OTT.

- It's a word.
- Come on, focus.

Let me see.

Listen. Let's go to Barcelona.

Let's find Esther,
and I can chill out at home.

My cell...

If we leave here.

Are we 12? Give it back.

You're right. It was an impulse.

Let me finish the story.

I know he's been online.

He was last on at 5.45 pm,
meaning he's seen everything I sent.

- Hang on.
- Give it back.

The guy's a jerk.
If he didn't reply, he's history.

Give me the bloody phone!

Is that from Alex?

We'll check in the car.

- We're going to Barcelona, and...
- Fucking hell, Maria! No!

Was it from Alex?

- I don't know.
- Jesus!

I'll kill you. I swear I will.

- Cris!
- Leave me alone!

Maybe try rice...

Thanks for the lift, Xosé.

You're welcome.

Bye.

I'll think about changing counselors.

Really?

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Ciao.

Hi. Gosh, look who's here.

I'm so glad you're here, son.

Forgive me, Juanito.

- That won't work.
- Don't talk to me.

Perhaps you can use my card.

No, your cell is ancient.

Sorry I don't have one
that costs a fortune.

Give me your phone.

- PIN?
- What are you doing?

Ordering a taxi so I can go
and buy a phone.

- You guys are leaving me here alone?
- You're not alone.

There are a load of people here.

Come on, make an effort.

You're here to help yourself.

We can't do it for you.
You have to by yourself.

2310.

Thanks.

Hello there. I need a cell phone.
An iPhone. Whatever you've got.

- This one?
- Thanks.

- 800 euros.
- Charge it.

Thanks.

YOU HAVE NO MESSAGES

CRIS: Had some trouble
with my phone, not sure if you texted.

ALEX: Sorry. Busy at work.

CRIS: Are you okay?

Is something up?

ALEX: I think we can survive a day
without texting one another...

"Don't go into the woods.

Please don't go out," they said.

"Why shouldn't I go into the woods
tonight?," she asked.

"There is a huge wolf in the woods,

and it eats people like you."

"Don't go into the woods
or you will encounter a thousand perils."

"This is my life, not a fairy tale",
she replied.

"Something tells me I must go
into the woods and meet the wolf.

Otherwise, my life will never change."

Maria!

Laura...

What's up?

I can't stop crying.

Okay, take it easy, that's good.
That's really good.

- I'm afraid.
-Of what?

Of this never ending.

What?

- The pain in my chest.
-Okay.

Breathe through the pain you feel.

Breathe through it.

-Don't avoid that emotion.
- Yes.

Breathe through it, accept it, okay?

Yes.

Breathe.

Okay?

That's it.

That's it.

Now what do you feel?

Like I'm going to end up alone.

And it hurts me.

Right now...

...is when you can start to process
that fear we've talked about.

Maria...

-You just took a massive step.
- Okay.

Thanks, Laura.

Thank you.

- Pablo...
-Cris.

What's up?

We need to talk.

I swear to fucking God,
I'm looking at my feet.

No, girls, it's not that I'm looking down
and I see them.

They are in front of me.

They are!
There's nothing above my ankles!

No, no! Don't leave!

The thing is,
my feet don't want to get married.

My feet don't want to get married.
I'm not getting married!

I'm not getting married.