"Hey Honey, I take a shower and on my way. Let me know if you need me to bring anything"
- Hello. - Good morning
- You want a bag? - Yes, please
- Hi, honey. - Hello, sweetie.
- How is it going? - All god, you?
- I'm better now. - Let's get in.
- They not yet here? - Not, actually, they just called me.
- My dad is on duty tonight and they prefer to arrange it any other day if you don't mind...
- What about your mother?
- I don't think she's comfortable taking the train.
- Ok, but it's the second time it happens.
- I know, but they are very sorry, honey.
- Its annoying to finish work early and have to work twice as hard tomorrow.
- It seems you don't wanna spend time with me alone.
- That's not the point. I had another idea for today.
- What if you work in my computer and I order anything?
- it's ok, but at least next time tell me in advance.
- I said sorry on their behalf. I think it's enough. Stop blaming on me, please.
- All good, honey. We can have dinner alone.
- Thanks. - I'm gonna wash my hands.
[Claudia sends a message]
- Alex
- Do you have any preference?
- I don't care.
- Itziar told me about a new moroccan restaurant near by. We can order from there.
- Ok
- I could have picked your mother up.
- My mother would never ride a car with an stranger.
- Then we can go together and pick her up. Cause I don't feel like trying to organize it for another day.
- Why you say this now, honey?
- Cause we can order something and pick her up in the mean time.
- I thought we arranged meeting them any other day.
- Then ask them now. When. I need to organise some personal stuff.
- I don't see the reason to ask them now.
- It seems more you don't want me to meet your parents.
- I want to.
- And them?
- Mmm, yes, I would say so.
- I suppose they do.
- Do they know we are together? or am I an stranger?
- They know a bit of this.
- What does 'a bit' mean?
- Fuck, this is very difficult for me, Alex.
- What?
- it's my mum...
- She doesn't want me to be with you.
- Does she know me?
- She saw us once together... one day...
- Why not with me?
- I prefer not to say it.
- With someone like you.
- How 'like me'?
- An inmigrant.
- Really?
- You kidding me?
- Who they think they had the dinner with?
- I get it, they don't even know we are together, don't they?
- You haven't even invited them... neither this time nor the last.
- I think it's more you than them. You don't want me to know your parents.
- It's not like that.
- I didn't want to accept it, and I didn't want to say this to you, Alex.
- You don't understand how I feel.
- And you?
- I told you this happened to me in the past with Marta and you still act like this...
- I knew that before my mother saw us...
- You are like your mother.
- No, you are even worse.
- You pretended to be someone you are not. I'm sure you know your parents are like this and you never told me anything.
- I feel so bad, Alex. It's my parents, they are very important to me...
- ... like you.
- I'm not that important. Don't lie.
- I would love to tell them we are together.
- As if you were from here and that all keeps being the same.
- All would keep being the same. They think it would not and they influence you.
- Or maybe you have always been like them and I never noticed.
- Alex, please
- I've been bearing this all the time from the rest of the people and now... you.
- my girlfriend...
- ...or not, I don't know.
- This is enough. This is unfair for me.
- Do you know what are you saying? Unfair for you?
- Alex, my parents would never accept you even you are dfiferent from the others...
- What do you mean?
- You personality, all, you are different.
- Why am I different?
- You are not like the rest.. and it bothers me that's not enough for my parents
- The rest of what? 'Spics'?
- or the 'ragheads' preparing your food?
- What makes me different from them?
- Alex, I swear I want to be with you.
- But I dont want to be with someone like you.
- I hate you think I am like my parents.
- What could I think about you? It's impossible not to.
- Sorry.
- Ok
- Don't feel sorry for me.
- Wait. Don't leave me like this, please.
- I pity you and people like you.
- If anyone asks about us, please tell them the truth.
- Fuck
[Claudia sends a voice note]
- Mum, this is your fault, fuck.
- your fault...
- ... he broke up with me.
- You and dad made me act like this.
[Claudia throws the phone]
'Mum, don't come today finally. I have some friends over'
[Claudia removes the voice note message for all]