- Andrés: Between the Germans going to Majorca and the Spaniards emigrating here, we might as well swap the countries' names.
- Braulio: [about a woman they ran into at the airport] She gave me a handout! What did Merkel tell these people about the Spaniards?
- Rafa: [after hearing Braulio's poor attempts at speaking German] Stop before you sprain your tongue.
- Próspero: It's too late for me, but you still have time. Live the life you want, not the life you can live.
- [opening narration]
- Hugo: My name's Hugo. I'm 27, I have a double Bachelor's Degree in Management and Business Administration and in Marketing and Commercial Management, and also a Master's Degree in Business Administration. Braulio has a Bachelor's Degree in Chemistry and a Master's Degree in Cellular and Molecular Biology. We belong to the most prepared generation ever, the one that was going to get Spain into the Champions League of world economy, the one that was going to live better than its parents, but has ended up living like its grandparents: emigrating and bearing Europe's brunt. Now they call us the 'lost generation', but I know perfectly where I am: working 10 hours a day at a Turkish restaurant in Berlin, which I leave every night smelling like falafel and wondering: how the fuck could we have fallen to this?
- Hugo: [arriving home after finding out the company he had landed a job at has been shut down by the police] Back to the unemployment line!
- Beni: The unemployment line?
- Próspero: What?
- Beni: But what happened, son?
- Hugo: Well, according to the boss, a misunderstanding. And according to the prosecutor, misappropriation of funds, tax evasion and a crime against the public treasury.
- Próspero: And of course you don't get severance pay...
- Beni: Poor thing... Well, tomorrow I'll pray to San Isidro Labrador, he was a good worker and knows about that.
- Hugo: Mom, in this country there are over five million people praying at the unemployment line. Do you think God's going to have miracles for everyone?