Thanks to maxenricfan, DarkarLo and promiscuousmalaika for the English translations!
Beni: Like when Zamora started that beer-burp contest haha, wasn't that fun?
Max: That was disgusting Beni!
Beni: You exaggerate! Hahaha when I think about it I get foolish, I swear, I was on the verge of wetting myself, well wet of laughter
Enric: How are your arms after the futbolin game?
Beni: The arms? They hurt, but even when I have this terrible hangover, I would repeat the party right now, it's been the best birthday of my life; A pity that you left, now when I think about it, without warning or anything
Max: I felt bad, that's all, I've already explained it to you.
Enric: Yes, but you could have told me something and we could have left together.
Max: I would have felt terrible since you were having such a great time.
Fidel: Here you have your snack.
Max: I have to go to the faculty, What about you Enric?
Enric: But you don't have any class two hours from now, no?
MaX: Yeah, but first I want to go to the lab and then to the library.
Beni: Oh I like that, you have to study, we don't want it to happen like last semester.
Enric: Wait 10 minutes that I finish this and we can leave together
MaX: No, Enric, I can't wait, I'm leaving, bye.
BerTa: This morning I've seen the way you both were looking to each other, and don't tell me you are in good terms because I'm not stupid.
IagO: Mom, please.
BerTa: Something must have happened at Beni's party.
Fidel: Is that all? Thanks.
BerTa: I told you it wasn't a good idea that you went there.
Iago: Nothing happened. Nothing important.
BerTa: Iago . . .
IagO: It's not my fault, it was Beni's, Max sucks at playing futbolín, Beni took him out and wanted me to play in his place and I guess that's why he got mad.
BerTa: Well you could have said no, it wasn't that hard.
IagO: It was just a game.
BerTa: You both behave like kids.
IagO: He does.
BerTa: You too, you [ and Max ] fight for the smallest thing when it actually could be very easy for you to get along.
IagO: Come on, don't start.
BerTa; But it's true! You have many things in common.
IagO: Hey Max and I are nothing like the same.
BerTa: The two of you grew up with your mothers in jail, when his mother, Lali, died, he was 7 years old, the same age as you when they locked me up. Later when Lali died, Clara took charge of him but Max was already an adolescent with many problems
IagO: Ok, but he had Beni.
BerTa: No, they know each other only for 2 years; Max tried to find him when his adoptive father drawn in an accident, they had been living together on a boat sorting things out for himself as he could
IagO: I had no idea.
BerTa: Well you see, you and Max are more alike than you think
Iago: Are you alone?
MaX: What do you want?
IagO: To talk.
MaX: Well, I don't, so you can leave now.
IagO: Come on, I don't bite.
MaX: Hey dude, who do you think you are?
IagO: I think I own you an apology.
MaX: You think so?
IagO: Yes, I shouldn't have kissed you.
MaX: Finally you say something that makes sense. What did you expect? That I fall in a daze on your feet?
IagO: I saw you annoyed, and I wanted to do it.
MaX: Well I didn't!
IagO: I was wrong. What I really wanted you to know is that we don't have to be like this.
MaX: Iago, don't start with your cynical speech please.
IagO: I mean it; we have more things in common than you think.
MaX: Just because you are gay it doesn't mean we have to be friends.
IagO: I don't want us to be friends, all I want is to stop annoying each other. Look, we started with the wrong foot, but I think that we can work it out, even if it's only for our mothers.
MaX: No Iago, we can't and now get out of my house.
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