The beating caused internal bleeding
and a traumatic brain injury.
Can we see him?
No, I'm sorry. Only immediate family can enter the ICU.
I'm doing paperwork so he can be transferred to Bilbao.
Bilbao? Why? Can't you help him here?
It's the best place for brain injuries.
Okay, and when will he wake up?
Could be days, weeks…
Or never.
-Doctor. -I'm coming.
I'm sorry, kids. I can't tell you much else for now.
Thanks.
Shit.
Who did this to him?
Dalmar, I heard about your friend, and I thought,
"This kid must be really upset."
You are, aren't you?
Come here, sit down. I don't bite.
Believe it or not, I can show a lot of empathy.
-And I know your life is fucked up. -What would you know?
Well, I know you're here on your own, with no family, no papers.
And now you lost your best friend.
He's still alive.
Unable to move, but alive, yes. That's what's important.
I want to tell you
that I know that, very deep inside,
you're a good kid.
And I want to help you.
Get out, please.
Dalmar, I'm serious about this.
I want to help you, if you let me.
By giving me the money?
Yes.
If you go back to your country.
How much time do you have left to leave voluntarily?
How do you know that?
Dalmar, it's me.
I mean, you tell Sonia.
You cheat on Sonia.
Sonia blabs about it at Las Encinas.
Chloe, my daughter, finds out.
How much time left?
Well…
I don't know. None?
It's today or tomorrow.
Or the day after.
You don't seem to care much.
I can't believe you.
So you already accepted that you'll stay here illegally,
with no resources, very soon with no shelter…
Why would you need to suffer hardships
when you could live like a king in your country?
Look, here's the deal, okay?
You go back to your family. To your mom, since you must have one.
Poor woman, she'll be suffering having you so far away.
You go back to her, and I assure you that,
with the money I'll give you,
you'll live without worries for years.
My life is here.
This is my home.
Look, Dalmar, dear.
I need an answer now, okay?
Otherwise, your time is up,
and you'll be kicked out with empty pockets.
So think about it soon.
In the meantime, delete that video.
Look at me.
That's the first thing.
YOU WERE AMAZING LAST NIGHT.
WOULD YOU BE AS AMAZING WITH A FRIEND OF MINE WHO'S VISITING?
HE'S VERY GENEROUS.
As soon as all the forms are filled in…
We'll do it as quickly as possible.
-It's a good-- -What is it?
-How's Omar? -Don't worry. He's stable.
I was telling Imán and Yusef that his transfer has been approved.
Okay. That's a good thing, right?
But how will we manage to be with him in Bilbao?
Our business is here.
We can't just close it and leave.
We can barely afford the rent for the store, the house,
the accommodation there, the bills here, everything.
Take this.
So you can focus on being with Omar and not worry about anything else.
Take it, please.
Take care of him.
I'm sorry, we can't accept it.
Yes, we can, Imán.
And we must.
For Omar.
Thank you.
We'll never forget this.
I read that, if he wakes up, he may have really shitty aftereffects.
Honey, don't think about that now.
Iván, I think it's for you.
Coming.
What are you doing here?
Well…
I've been thinking, and…
Shit.
I love the mirrors.
Kisses.
Another sleepless night?
Oh, it's just that…
I can't get used to sleeping in my old bed.
Well, I mean Omar's.
And why are you going in and out all night?
You know the door makes a noise.
I don't know, I go out for walks to see if I can get tired.
Maybe if you tried staying put…
Here.
The full rent?
Dalmar, I can afford it. You can't.
That's why I got back here, to help you, and so you're not alone.
Eight thousand bucks to Omar's parents.
Now the full rent. Are you scamming Iván?
No, that money is mine.
Mine and only mine.
What the hell do you do?
PRICE?
Are you going to the end-of-year bash?
It's not the end of the year yet.
I don't understand why it has to be now.
Because, later on, we'll be very busy with everything.
With our exams and…
I don't know.
Iván. Come on, get off me. Move.
You don't seem too excited about the plan.
Are you not going?
I can't.
I have plans.
Well, then…
I'll be missing you.
But we spend all day together.
What's that? A complaint?
It's a fact.
A fact?
The fact is that, if we had a little more time…
-Iván, we're late for school. -…we would stay here…
Let's go.
Okay, let's go.
He's in a hurry. He's in a huge hurry to study.
So how does it feel being back to your old house and your old bed?
Well…
Very weird, to be honest.
I mean, I'd do anything for Dalmar, but…
I think I should find myself a place before Omar wakes up.
What if…
we looked for something together?
What?
It's just a suggestion, okay?
We're off to school now.
You think about it on your own.
Well, or talk to someone. Anyone. And let me know.
Okay?
Well, if you want to.
Okay.
Shall we?
Pier and Guillermina are determined to have a
special and secret friend gathering here tomorrow.
You sure left them impressed.
Yeah, I know.
I'm organizing it.
Why didn't you say anything?
Maybe because it's secret, right?
And because you're invited.
Doing it on the same day as the party is stupid.
Why?
With all those drunk suckers out there,
we can't guarantee our guests' privacy.
Hey, don't chew me out.
They decided when, where, how and who.
I just act as PR guy and party planner.
Is that a new name for a whore?
Do your friends know what you do?
Does Iván know?
Did you see the look on his face?
No, nobody knows.
If Iván finds out…
Don't fuck with me. If he does, it will be from me.
No, it's fine with me if you tell him.
He won't believe it from someone else, but if you tell him…
Let's see how he takes it, huh?
What's wrong?
You look very tense.
If you only knew…
You can tell me, can't you?
Come here.
What?
You don't want to live with me?
Look, if you think it's too soon, maybe…
I don't think it is. I've been thinking.
-And I want us to be-- -No, I want to.
I want to. I look forward to it. I don't want to waste any more time.
Cool. So, what?
What's wrong?
Fuck.
This is going to be tougher than I thought.
Let's see…
You know that, lately,
I've been earning a lot of money, right?
Yes, Héctor gives it to you. So you don't let me.
-But he-- -No, I don't get anything from Héctor.
You're not selling drugs, right?
What? Of course not.
Are you on OnlyFans?
Man, I just knew it.
I mean, I didn't know, but I suspected it.
Come on, Joel, are you showing your ass for money?
Because I imagine it's just you, right?
Joel, I mean, so it's not just you?
You're kidding me.
Are you fucking on the internet in front of everyone?
I didn't say that.
Do you think it's normal
that the whole world can see my guy fucking?
Well, not everyone. Only if they pay.
In my case, it's no one, because I'm not on OnlyFans.
Okay? There are no online videos of me fucking with people. I swear.
Okay, so what is it? Say it.
Look, it's true that… I do the stuff I would do on OnlyFans.
But it's not recorded. I get that it would upset you.
-Are you fucking for money, then? -If you put it that way…
How can I put it? I'm sorry, I'll rephrase it, then.
Are you fornicating for a fee?
It's not only sex, it's…
Do you tell jokes? Do cartwheels? What do you do?
-Please let me talk. -Sorry.
Talk. What do you want to say?
Look, what I do is more…
That's it. It's more.
-More what? -The conversation.
-The intimacy. The experience. -Okay.
What are you, then? A geisha?
-Are you a geisha? -What?
Do you speak different languages? Do you discuss geopolitics?
Iván, please…
It's madness, I mean…
Joel, what you are is a hustler.
-Stop it! -You hustle!
-You're not listening. -You suck cock for money.
Don't just keep attacking me. Bam, bam, bam! You're hurting me!
Oh, so you are the one getting hurt now?
Damn, I mean…
Man, you and I just can't.
We can't. It's clear. You and I can't.
Fuck.
Guys! Newsflash!
-Omar is reacting to stimuli. -Seriously?
-Yes. -So, what? Is he waking up?
He's waking up!
That's great, man! I told you. Did you hear? Everything will be okay.
What if we all take a flight to Bilbao to see him?
Return on the same day.
-Yes. -Can I join you guys?
I want to see him too.
Don't worry, we don't need to talk or sit in the same row.
Okay.
I got it, okay?
I'll go on my own.
And she plays the victim too.
She's got some nerve.
Guys, I think this is getting out of hand.
Excuse me?
What matters here is seeing Omar.
And that he feels our support. Not our crap.
I don't know. It's a matter of priorities.
-Chloe! -Not now.
-What? -Please.
Sorry for blanking you.
Sonia is really hurt, understandably.
As for my cousin, he already had it in for you so…
I have no excuses.
I got carried away by the others and I behaved like a coward.
I'm sorry.
Very well.
Thank you.
Chloe, so are you coming to Bilbao with us or what?
No, no fucking way.
I'm not into snide glances and silences meaning, "you're a bitch."
I mean, you've been a bit of a bitch.
I know that.
-But I haven't been the only one. -No.
I'm not perfect either.
Well, you are to me.
And I'm really sorry I hurt you.
Right. What about Sonia?
-How could you screw her over? -I'm sorry too.
What I want to know is why do you do it?
Honestly, I'd like to understand you.
Can you answer me? Why screw over those who love you the most?
-I can't tell you. -Why?
-I'd screw my mom over. -What does she have to do with it?
She has to do with it, Eric. I can't tell you, I'm sorry.
How much do you charge per hour?
How much do you make?
To be honest with you, I make a lot of money.
Why?
Want me to get you in?
I could take Carmen's money and leave.
But that lady is a swindler, and you guys are all I have, man.
-Blackmail her again, then. -What?
-No. -That could set you up for life.
I said no. I'll pass.
I said no.
Let's see…
It's not easy.
Okay?
It's all about getting the hang of it.
But you know what? I think you'd be a hit.
For real.
The only bad thing is that little defect of yours.
What little defect?
I mean, I'm smoking hot, and on top of that I have a…
You're straight, stupid.
So what? You only get hired by guys or what?
No. There are fewer women, but they pay better.
What you need to do is diversify.
RAÚL'S MURDERER, COME SEE ME AT CRUZ9 TONIGHT.
Dalmar.
That's very weird, Mom.
I gave him a chance to go away in style.
He'll shit himself. I'll report him. He'll know what's good for him.
Okay…
And apart from reporting him, what will you do?
Mom, I know you.
I'll meet him.
Okay.
I'm coming with you.
Hi, Omar! We miss you so much!
There's lots of stuff I have to tell you about this month.
First of all, Isadora House closed, unfortunately.
But look, it's called Cruz9 now.
We redecorated it slightly, we put mirrors, new screens…
And… all thanks to this gentleman. Say hi.
Omar, you need to see all this. It's beautiful. You'll love it.
Oh, wait. Look.
There's someone else here who wants to say hello. Say hi to Omar.
Hey, Omar. We need you back. We're devastated.
You're obviously coming back, my friend. We miss you.
Omar wakes up from the coma, sees the video,
and tells the doctors to put him to back to sleep.
What's happening here?
I'm wanted at the bar.
Did you guys argue?
No. Well, I'll tell you later.
Excuse me. White wine, please.
Will you be going to the party?
I'm sorry, are you talking to me?
Yes, of course.
Can't you remember what you said the last time?
That I took advantage of you because you were stoned.
Well, I didn't say that exactly.
No, you did. You said that.
Did you want space? Here's some space.
-Can you see Dalmar? -No.
Mom, this is very weird.
-WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? -LOOK UPSTAIRS.
Joel?
-Wait here. -No.
-I'm coming with you. -Wait here, please.
Chloe, what's your mom doing here?
So it was you.
And I thought it was Dalmar's doing.
Excuse me?
Wow.
This is high up, isn't it?
What are you doing?
You could have helped Dalmar instead of giving him crumbs.
-You rich people are like that, right? -Let go of me, you punk!
You know what? You're gonna pay.
A quarter of a million.
Right…
One quarter of a million today, and you'll want more soon.
That will be all.
Get it in two days or I'll take the video to the police.
And hurry up.
It's been our best night in months.
A few more like this, and the renovation will be paid off.
This is great! Thank you!
No, don't thank me.
Thank my dad's lawyers and consultants, their viability plan, and all that.
Right, all that. But thanks to you.
-Right. -Thank you. I love you loads.
I love you too.
I'm sorry.
Isadora, if you don't need me, I'm off.
God, this feels so weird.
You were glued together yesterday, and now you won't look at each other?
It's very weird. What's wrong?
We're giving each other time. Well, I'm giving it to myself.
-Why? -Just stuff…
I need to think.
Think about what?
You love each other, don't you?
Yes, I love him to bits.
I love him with all my heart too.
He's the love of my life.
Are you kidding me? What you said is just beautiful.
So?
So I don't want to suffer so much with somebody again.
And this guy's baggage is just…
-Damn… -Honey.
Life is about risk.
About taking the plunge.
About laughing, crying, falling, and getting back up.
Otherwise, what's the point? It's really boring, isn't it?
Sure.
More loving and less thinking, for God's sake.
Look, come here a second.
I booked a suite for you two to go and have a good time.
You'll get some cold champagne in a little while, okay?
Thanks.
Are you thinking about your mom?
It's just that I never saw her so worried.
Or so scared, you know?
All because of a fucking video.
A video that Dalmar recorded in whichever way he wanted.
He just got whatever he wanted.
So it's normal that people think whatever they want to think.
Shit.
Why don't we talk to Joel?
Yes, of course.
A guy who threatens to fuck up your life if you don't pay a quarter million.
We'll sure make him change his mind.
-Of course. -No.
Not in a nice way, but in a bad one.
What?
You're joking, aren't you?
I won't hurt him.
I'll just scare him.
I'm not sure if he can be scared.
In the squat house, we had issues with skinheads.
I'd pull this out, bam, bam, bam, and they'd just run away.
-Really? -Mm-hmm.
What did you do to them?
Bam, bam, bam.
-Bullshit. -You don't believe me?
No.
Gangster.
I'll cut you…
It is scary, actually.
Would you really do that for me?
Sure.
Why?
First, I love you.
That's enough for me.
And second, it's not fair they want to fuck you over about Raúl
when you had nothing to do with it.
What?
I have so much money we wouldn't think about it ever again.
Any of us.
Why do you have to do that?
Because…
I don't want to think about money either.
And I don't want to think that everything we have
or buy is because of you,
and I'm a fucking hanger-on.
Joel, you're no…
Iván, you know what I think about that.
You know it.
I do.
My love.
I take offers, money,
influence from others.
I sell myself to other people because I don't care about them.
My only interest is what they have and what I can get from them.
But from you…
All I want from you is you.
And all I want is for things to be on equal footing between us.
Or more or less, because…
It's probably never going to be like that, but you know what I mean.
All I want between you and me is a Joel and an Iván.
So please tell me we will at least try.
And you tell me that your job won't last long.
If this little thing I've got going works out,
I swear I'll quit as soon as possible.
I swear.
You're very naïve, Joel.
You think what you're doing is just a job.
But it leaves a mark.
It destroys you.
And I'm not saying it out of jealousy.
I'm serious.
Iván, I'm fine.
I really am.
Can I kiss you?
Please.
Who's there?
Chloe.
But are they together again?
Dude. Chloe, again? Seriously?
Man, spare me the lecture because I couldn't care less.
What's that?
Nothing, a gift from a squatter buddy.
Any more questions?
I haven't slept at all, and I'd like to rest for half an hour.
Why are you here?
-What a warm welcome. -Stop, don't come in.
I'm here on duty, Isa.
I don't give a shit. You can't come in like that.
What?
How much do you get for allowing kids to prostitute themselves on your premises?
I've been seeing it for a month. I have evidence.
Evidence of what?
You're sick in the head. Do you realize that?
I left a cell phone recording in several suites.
For several nights.
I've never seen this before. I have no--
Don't lie to me.
Do you know what the penalty is for procuring?
Five years. And they'll shut down the club, obviously.
I'm not lying. I've never seen it before. I have nothing to do with that.
See that?
What?
All I do is help you, do what you ask me to do.
And you lie to me.
You avoid me.
Not even a "thank you, Luis."
"You don't know how much I owe you, Luis."
Go. Go away.
Are you sure you want me to go?
Don't you want me to save your ass as usual?
All I'm asking is that, for once, you say, "I appreciate you, Luis."
I'm not asking you to say you love me. I'm not that dumb, damn it. But maybe a…
Maybe, "You matter to me, Luis."
Let's see…
Say it.
"You matter to me, Luis."
Come on.
You…
You matter to me, Luis.
Oh, do I?
Well, thanks.
That wasn't so hard, see?
We're edging closer to where we want to be.
See you.
Your parents are on their way.
We said five minutes on the phone, that's all.
Don't try to catch up on everything at once.
Okay.
Be right back.
Hi.
First of all, this is a single view video and you can't record it.
And we have more contacts in the police than in Las Encinas.
Hello, Omar! Welcome to the world of the living.
It'd be best in person, but the main thing is that the message reaches the receiver.
And the message is…
Your sister will lose her internship if you tell what happened.
Where was it? At a kebab shop?
At the United Nations.
She got it, thanks to Alumni, so one phone call from us and it's over.
-The United Nations or any other future. -Except the kebab shop.
We'll let her have the kebab shop.
Are you okay?
Omar!
How are you?
-Omar. -Omar…
I'm okay.
I have to talk to you, Joel.
-Can it wait until tomorrow? -I can't wait a single second.
Is something wrong?
It's a work thing, honey. I need to talk to him.
Okay, then.
-See you tomorrow? -See you tomorrow.
Come on, Joel.
-I love you. -I love you.
Dude!
Honey, I'm nervous.
I know. Me too. But it's okay. We'll just scare him.
Don't worry.
It will be okay.
Fine, I'll see you in there.
-Okay. -I love you.
Mom, uh…
The thing with Raúl was my fuck-up.
And we've had trouble since then.
It's my fault that we're in this mess, so I'm going to get us out of it.
Okay?
Isa! Isa, please, listen to me.
I don't want to listen to you! He threatened to close the club down!
Jail!
He's forcing me to do terrible things. He won't stop until he rapes me.
Do you understand?
He'll come for me whenever he wants, and it'll be your fucking fault!
-I'm very sorry, really. -No, you're not sorry!
You're a selfish son of a bitch. That's what you are.
I swear to God, you will regret this every day of your fucking life!
I swear.
Hey, Isa!
-Are you okay? -No.
No, I'm obviously not okay.
I want to get drunk and take drugs until I die.
Come.
Joel, I'm begging you.
Stop what you're doing, and free me from Luis.
I'm serious, Joel.
But if Luis is a police inspector, I don't…
You have contacts. Go to Alumni. Get me out of this shit.
You got me into this, and you're gonna get me out. Look at me.
You'll get me out.
I was awful to you.
I couldn't manage the situation and I freaked out.
Exactly what situation couldn't you manage?
Well, having feelings for someone other than Raúl.
Right. But if you weren't drunk, you wouldn't be telling me this.
You'll deny it in the morning.
You'll say you need distance or whatever, and you'll drive me nuts,
I'm sorry, Nico, but I'm not drunk.
I can smell your breath.
Well, maybe I did drink a little.
But I know perfectly well what I'm saying.
I hadn't said it before because I feared you'd tell me to go to hell.
As you are doing now.
But I'm really sorry, Nico, okay?
I'm sorry.
Go grazing!
What?
I tell people to go grazing, not to hell.
What's the difference?
That you can stay and graze here.
If you like.
You're meeting me.
Not her.
What's this about, Joel?
I'll fuck you over if you don't leave Isadora alone.
Right…
Okay, go turn a few sex tricks if you don't wanna sleep in jail tonight.
You think I'm scared that you're a cop?
I know very powerful people
who will fuck up your life and take your shitty job away.
Are you threatening me?
You know what?
I won't wait for you to listen to me.
Shitheads like you deserve little less than death.
I'm going to screw you over.
And I'm going to do it right now.
This way, guys.
Guys, clothes in the backpack. Don't leave anything here.
How are you?
Tense.
Look,
I have a foolproof tool that may help you relax.
What is it?
It's G.
G for what?
G for GHB.
What does it do?
Well, just like I said,
it will make you relax and get you really horny.
Come on.
Take it.
Dalmar, this will make it a lot easier for you.
Take it.
Ready?
Hey, just relax, okay? It will take effect soon.
I missed hanging out with you like this.
You stopped talking to me.
Will you ever forgive me?
I half forgive you.
You messed me around, you played me, you blew me off…
Right…
And to be honest, I feel uneasy about your obsession with Chloe.
I mean, she's not my favorite person in the whole world but…
accusing her online is really toxic.
What would you do in my place?
I get it that you're upset about Raúl.
And that you think it was her fault, but…
I think you should move on. You're just hurting yourself.
I'm trying.
But I promise I'll try harder for you.
Have you guys seen Chloe?
What's she doing here?
Have you seen Chloe?
Damn, girl! You just promised!
What the hell is she doing here?
Don't know, don't care. And you shouldn't either.
How are you, my love?
Are you nervous?
There is still time to stop if you want to.
No.
Let's go.
Leave them alone, or you'll regret it.
Why are you laughing, asshole? I mean it.
Nothing, it's just that…
You look just like the guys in old gangster movies, you know?
Let him go, you son of a--
Fuck!
Son of a bitch.
Hey! Hey!
-Let him go! -Enough, man!
-Leave us alone, you sons of bitches! -What?
Stop it!
-You and your mom have one day left. -Let's go.
-I'm gonna kill you. -Let's go.
Yeah? Come on.
Did you blackmail Carmen?
I did it for you.
And my opinion doesn't count?
Dalmar, I told you I'd do anything for you, didn't I?
You're my best friend.
Chloe?
What happened? Who did that to you?
Who did that to her?
Joel and Dalmar.
Are you serious?
Yes.
Oh.
What's that?
Nothing, just a stupid thing.
Shall we go?
There's nothing to do here. All the fun is out there.
That depends.
Doesn't it?
I expected more from you, Joel.
I didn't get you into Alumni so that you'd be a hustler.
Didn't you? Tell that to your little sister.
What are you saying?
She arranged my first date with Pier and Guillermina,
who happen to like young guys.
But you knew that. That's why you didn't want me to see them.
Why would Emilia do that?
Because she wanted to impress them, I guess.
And because she hates me.
And she wants you to stop thinking of me.
Actually, you know what?
I think that'd be best.
I have other priorities now.
I have enough money to pay for 100 hustlers like you.
Oh, yeah? Do it, then.
Name your price. Any price.
You have important contacts at the police, don't you?
How important?
The most powerful.
The Chief of State Security is Alumni.
And she's out there, with everyone else.
Why? Do you want me to introduce you to her?
No, not now.
But I need you to ask her for a favor.
That's my price.
Consider it done.
Hey, Iván! Hey!
Come on, get up.
Hey.
Damn, you're drunk!
Oh, man…
That last drink didn't agree with me.
It's time to go home.
No, I'm meeting Joel.
He sent me a really weird message.
I don't understand what's going on.
Look, he sent me this.
"I'm sick of your jealousy. We need to quit. Come now."
You see?
This makes no sense.
That's why I don't understand what's going on, you know?
I want to talk to him. I'm going to talk to him.
Okay, but I'll go with you. You can't go on your own.
-Let's go. -Shit.
Be careful. This way.
This is the place.
I'd better sit down, okay?
Fuck.
Hello, my love.
How are you?
I need to be with you--
Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro