[haunting instrumental music playing]
[respirator hissing]
[monitors beeping]
[Alfonso] The beating caused internal bleeding
and traumatic brain injury.
Well, can we see him?
No, I'm sorry.
They only allow immediate family in the ICU.
But I'm trying to get him transferred to another hospital in Bilbao.
Bilbao? But why?
They can't help him at this one?
They have the top neurological center there.
So then… when's he gonna wake up?
Could be days, months…
Or he won't.
-[nurse] Doctor. -[Alfonso] Thank you.
I'm sorry, guys. I can't tell you more at the moment.
Thank you.
[Joel sighs]
[sniffles] God damn it.
[crying] Who would do this to him?
[sighs]
[music building]
[haunting music subsides]
[unsettling music playing]
[exhales anxiously]
[doorbell rings]
[unsettling music fades]
Dalmar, I heard about your friend, and I thought,
"This poor kid must be beside himself."
[clicks tongue] I can tell you are.
[sighs]
Come here. Have a seat. I won't bite you.
Believe it or not, I'm actually extremely empathetic.
And I know your life's really fucked up right now.
What do you know?
For starters, I know you're here alone with no papers and no family.
And now you've lost your best friend as well.
Except he's not dead.
Not moving, but not dead. Yes, that's what's important.
Let me tell you something.
I know deep, deep, deep down inside of you that you're a good kid.
And I really wanna help.
I need you to get out.
Dalmar, I'm trying to help you here.
That is, only if you allow me to, of course.
You're gonna give me some dough?
Yes.
If you decide to go back home.
How long do you have left to leave Spain voluntarily?
How did you know?
Come on. It's me, Dalmar.
I can see it. You tell Sonia.
You cheat on Sonia.
A scorned Sonia blabs to all of Las Encinas,
and then my Chloe finds out.
How long do you have?
Well…
I don't know. Now?
It's either today or tomorrow.
Or the day after.
Oh man. You don't give a shit.
I'm at a loss for words.
So here you are, resigned to just stay here illegally
with no resources, and soon, no place to live.
Why are you toughing it out and slumming it here, Dalmar,
when you can live like a king in your country?
Look, this is my deal, hmm?
Return to your family, to your mother.
You have a mother, right? Poor woman.
You being far away must be so hard on her.
You go back to your mother,
and I assure you, with this amount of money,
you both will never have to worry again.
My life is here.
My home is here.
[Carmen] Look, Dalmar, dear.
I need a response now. 'Kay?
Or the deadline will pass,
and they'll kick you out with nothing but the clothes on your back.
So consider your position. Hmm?
And, meanwhile, you better delete that video.
Look at me. [whispering] That's the first thing you do.
[door opens]
-[door slams] -["Moondog" by Bigott playing]
[huffs]
[cell phone chimes]
YOU WERE DIVINE LAST NIGHT.
PERHAPS I CAN SHOW YOU OFF TO SOME FRIENDS?
THEY'RE VERY GENEROUS.
-♪ Way is the window ♪ -[sighs]
[moody indie tune fades]
[Alfonso] As soon as you fill in the forms, we'll be able to transfer him.
Don't worry. We'll try to do it as quickly as possible.
-It's a good center. -What's the matter?
-Omar? -Don't worry. He's still stable.
I was just telling his parents
they've already approved his hospital transfer.
[sighs] All right. All right. I mean, isn't that good?
[crying] The new hospital's way too far. We can't be with him in Bilbao.
Our business is here. We can't just close shop and move.
The rent for the store, we can barely afford.
Let alone for our home, his hospital stay,
all our bills, everything. [sobs]
[tender music playing]
Take it.
That way, you can focus on your son without… worrying about the rest.
Please take it.
-Take care of him. -[Imán] We can't accept this.
I appreciate it, but no.
Yes, we can, Imán.
We have to.
For Omar.
Thank you so much.
We won't forget what you've done.
[Joel sighs]
[Imán crying softly]
[mellow music playing on stereo]
I read even if he wakes up, he might still be left pretty fucked up.
[doorbell rings]
Stop reading that stuff.
[door opens]
[Sara] Iván, I think it's for you.
All right.
Hey.
Why are you here?
Um…
Well, I'm…
[exhales]
I've been thinking things over…
[quietly] Oh, fuck.
["En el cielo" by Judeline playing]
[Spanish electropop music swells]
[both breathing heavily]
[Isa] I truly didn't know what to expect, but wow!
I love the mirrors.
They look great. [laughs]
[excited chatter]
[Joel chuckles]
Later, handsome.
[monitors beeping]
[pop music fades]
[door closes]
-[Dalmar] Out all night again? -What?
Oh, it's just… [sighs]
…I still can't get used to sleeping in my old bed.
I mean, in Omar's.
And why are you going in and out the whole damn night, dude?
-You know the door makes noise, right? -Um…
What can I say?
I go out to take walks to make myself sleepy.
Or you could… stay still.
[scoffs] I don't know.
Here you go.
Dude, that's the full rent.
Don't worry. I can pay for it. You couldn't.
That's why I came back, so you'll have help and aren't alone.
[scoffs] Eight thousand bucks to take care of Omar.
Rent all at once. Are you scamming Iván or something?
No, no, no. That cash is mine.
I earned it.
What are you doing for work?
-[inhales sharply, sighs] -[soft, somber music playing]
-[exhales] -[music fades]
HOW MUCH?
[Iván] You going to the huge end-of-the-year keg party?
But it isn't even the end of the year.
I don't get why they have to host this crap now.
Well, I guess better to do it now, before we all have exams and stuff.
I don't know.
-[Joel grunts] Oh! -[both chuckle]
Iván! Get off. Come on. Get off.
You don't sound very excited.
Not going?
No, sir.
I have stuff to do.
Well, then…
I guess I'm gonna miss you.
But we spent all day together.
Are you complaining?
Just stating a fact.
[Iván] It's a fact?
Hey, I'm just saying, if we spent a little bit more time.
-Come on, Iván. -We'd hang out here and--
Come on. We'll be late for class.
-[sighs] -[Joel] Let's go.
Let's go.
Let's go because the boy is in a hurry to go to school and learn new things.
So, how is it, being in your old place?
And your old bed?
Well…
It's weird, honestly.
I mean, I would do anything for Dalmar, but…
I think I should maybe find myself a place for when Omar gets better.
And… what if we looked for a place together?
[tender instrumental music playing]
[chuckling] Um, you for real?
I was just putting it out there, all right?
For now, let's go to class.
Just something to consider.
You could talk it over with someone or whatever, then let me know, okay?
It's whatever you want. [chuckles]
Okay.
Let's go.
[Héctor] Pier and Guillermina are set on having
a special secret gathering with friends here tomorrow.
[scoffs] You made quite the impression on them.
[inhales sharply] Yes, I know.
I'm organizing it.
Why is this the first we're hearing of it?
Maybe because it's a secret?
-But you're both invited, though. -[scoffs]
Doing it the same day as the end-of-the-year party is stupid.
Why?
'Cause with those dumbasses out there, getting drunk, we can't guarantee
our guests' privacy and anonymity.
[sighs] Look, guys. Don't chew me out about it.
They decided the where and when and who would be there.
I had no choice. I'm just the PR guy and party planner.
[giggles] Is that a new name for a prostitute?
-[Joel scoffs] -Do your friends know what you do?
And does Iván?
[Emilia] Oh! [laughs] Look how his face changed.
No, nobody knows.
-If someone told Iván-- -[quietly] Héctor.
If he ever finds out, it's gonna be from me.
No. I think that's actually way better.
He wouldn't believe it from anyone else. However, from you?
Let's see how he takes it. Huh?
[tense music playing]
[Iván] Hey.
[music fades]
[Iván] What's the matter?
You seem really tense.
That's one word for it.
Well, you wanna tell me what's going on?
Come here.
What's up?
You don't want us to live together?
What?
If it's too soon, I get it. I won't be offended. I…
I mean, I don't think it is.
-I was thinking, and I think we're-- -No, wait. I… I want to.
I'm actually really excited about it.
Let's fucking do it!
All right. Then what is it?
-[inhales sharply] -What's wrong?
[sighs] Okay.
This is harder than I thought it would be.
[takes a deep breath]
[quietly] Okay.
You know that I've been making a shit ton of money lately?
Yeah, which you get from Héctor.
You won't take mine, but you'll take his money.
No. Héctor doesn't give me anything.
Don't tell me you're a fucking drug dealer.
What? What are you talking about?
[inhales sharply] Well, then…
Are you on OnlyFans?
-[sighs] -I knew it. You are.
I didn't know know. I mean, not for sure. I suspected it.
So you're, what, selling pics of your butthole for money, Joel?
-Um… -Because I imagine it's just you, right?
[Joel sighs]
Joel, come on. Tell me you're doing it solo.
No, you're fucking kidding me!
The Internet watches while you fuck random guys?
-That's not what I said. -Do you think it's normal?
To be fucking other dudes in front of the whole world?
I mean, not everyone. Just those who pay.
[scoffs]
I'm not on OnlyFans, so I'm not making videos with anyone.
-I mean-- -Okay? I'm not on OnlyFans.
There are no videos of me fucking people out there.
-Or anything like that. I swear. -Okay. Then what is it? Tell me.
All right. I do do things that would be on that site… with other people.
But I don't record it. I get that would still upset you.
Okay, so you're fucking for money like a prostitute. That it?
-Look, I mean, if you put it that way-- -Was that too harsh?
I'm sorry. Should I choose better words? Uh, are you being paid for fornicating?
-Look, it's not just sex. -What else?
Do you do a standup routine or cartwheels, or…?
-Let me get a word out, please. -Hmm. Go. Okay.
Sorry. Go on. I wanna hear it.
I do more than just sex. It's… It's more. You know what I mean?
-More what? -It's the conversation.
-The… intimacy. The experience. -Okay.
Okay, so then you're a… a… a geisha?
-Are you a geisha? -What are you…?
Wow. Do you speak other languages?
Do you sit debating intellectualism and geopolitics?
-Please, Iván… -I mean, it's absolutely insane.
You know what you are? You're a hustler, that's what.
-Iván. Stop it! -You're turning tricks,
-If you don't want to listen to me, don't! -You're a whore.
Can you not keep punching me while I'm down?
Like my feelings don't matter.
Oh, okay. So you're the one getting hurt here.
Fuck, I mean…
I mean, we should just accept that we're a terrible fit.
You and I don't work. [huffs]
[somber music playing]
[under breath] Fuck.
[sighs]
-[knocking on door] -[Nico] Guys! Good news.
My father says Omar is starting to react to stimulus.
-Wait, really? -Yeah.
Wait, does that mean… he's getting better?
Yeah, he's waking up.
I knew he would! Like I said! Did you hear that?
Baby, everything's gonna be okay.
Hey, what if we all flew to Bilbao to pay him a little visit?
It could be a day trip.
-Yeah. -[Eric] Mm-hmm.
Good idea. Can I come too? He's also my friend.
Okay, chill out.
We don't have to talk or get adjoining seats.
Okay.
Understood.
I'll go on my own.
And now she gets to play the victim.
-The balls on her. -[Eric] Hey, guys.
I think we're taking this a bit too far.
Too far?
Yeah. Being there for Omar is what matters.
He needs to feel our support, not our crap.
I don't know. Let's get our priorities straight.
-Chloe! -No. Not now.
-Chloe. Hear me out. -What?
Sorry for the cold shoulder, but Sonia's still really hurt.
Can you blame her?
And my cousin's holding some kind of grudge.
I have no excuse.
I got swept up in it and acted like a coward.
I'm sorry.
Okay. Well, thanks.
Chloe, but… are you coming with us or not?
No, no fucking way!
They'll just call me a bitch
and whisper about me, and I don't want that.
I mean, you kinda acted like one, you know?
I know that.
-But I'm not the only one who did. -No.
I'm not perfect either.
[sighs]
Well, you are in my eyes.
And I'm so sorry that I hurt you.
Yeah. And Sonia?
-You fucked over your best friend. -Well, I'm sorry about that too.
I know you're sorry, but why'd you do it?
Help me understand you better.
[inhales sharply]
At least answer that. Why screw over those who love you?
-Look, I can't tell you. -Why can't you?
-My mother. -What's she have to do with it?
Just something. Eric. You want answers? I can't tell you.
[tense music fades]
How much do you charge per hour?
[sighs] Come on. How much do you make?
All right, being honest? I make a shit ton.
Why?
You want in?
I can accept Carmen's offer and be out of here.
But that lady is a swindler, and all I have is here with you guys.
-Blackmail her again. It's not difficult. -What?
-No, no. -That could set you up for life, man.
-I said no, Joel. I won't do it. No! -[sighs]
[somber music playing]
[exhales]
[sighs] All right.
It isn't easy.
Okay?
The trick is… getting used to it.
But I think you'll be a hit. So all right, what the hell?
Why not?
The only bad thing is that teensy little defect of yours.
What defect are you talking about?
[sighs]
[scoffs] Man, I know I'm a good-lookin' dude.
-And on top of that-- -You're hetero, you dumbass.
Why's that matter? Do you only get male clients?
No. There are female clients, but men pay better.
What you need to do is diversify.
[cell phone chimes]
RAÚL'S MURDERER, COME SEE ME AT CRUZ9 TONIGHT.
[sighs]
Dalmar.
[Chloe] Yeah, no. That's really weird.
And I gave him the opportunity to make a grand exit.
He's gonna regret not taking my offer. I'll report his punk ass.
Okay.
On top of going to the cops, what are you planning?
Mom, I know you.
I'm going to meet him.
Okay. I'll go with you.
["Glass" by Blood Cultures playing]
[Isa] Hello, my friend. We miss you so much!
There's a lot to catch you up on from this last month you were out.
The first is that, unfortunately, Isadora House shut down.
But, look. See? Now it's called Cruz9.
We renovated the place a bit, meaning we put up mirrors, new screens,
and it's all thanks to this gentleman here.
Say hello.
Omar, come see it in person.
It's cool. You'll love it.
Oh, wait! Look.
Here's another person who wants to say hello to you. Say hello to Omar.
Hey, Omar. Um, please come back.
We're a wreck without you.
Obviously, you're gonna come back, my friend. We miss you a ton.
Mwah, mwah, mwah!
Alright.
So Omar's gonna wake up, watch the video, and then fall right back into a coma.
Mind telling me what's going on?
They need me at the bar.
You fighting right now?
No. Well, I'll tell you later.
Excuse me. Can I get a glass of white wine over here?
You going to the party later?
Oh, wait. Are you talking to me now?
Of course.
Don't you remember what you told me at your place?
That I took advantage of you because you were high?
Well, I mean, no, that's not exactly what I said.
No, no, no, no. Yes, you did.
And that you wanted. Distance. So here's distance.
["Freak Snake" by Boan playing]
-You see Dalmar? -No.
Mama, this is really weird.
-WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU? -LOOK UP.
[Chloe] Joel?
-Wait for me here. -[Chloe] No.
-Wait for me here, I said. -I'll go with you.
Be a good girl.
Chloe, why's your mom here?
So it was you.
And all along, I thought it was Dalmar.
I'm sorry?
Wow!
That's rather high.
[entrancing club music continues]
What are you doing?
You could have helped Dalmar, but of course, you didn't.
Wealthy are like that.
Get your fucking hands off, you piece of shit.
And now, you know what? I'll tell you.
You're going to pay.
A quarter million.
Right.
Quarter million now. Later you'll want another quarter million.
This is all I want.
You have two days, or I'll go to the cops with the video.
Be quick about it.
It's the best revenue in months, dude.
A few more nights like this, and we'll pay off the renovation.
-Oh my God! -[chuckles]
Thank you.
[Iván] No. Don't thank me.
Thank my dad's lawyers.
Honestly, it was all them and their feasibility plan.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. All that. But thanks to you.
-[sighs] -Thank you. I love you a lot.
I love you too.
Sorry.
Isadora, if you don't need me anymore, I'll head out.
This is getting super weird.
Sorry, but yesterday you were practically glued together,
and now you won't talk?
It's bizarre.
What's wrong?
We're giving each other time.
-Or, at least, I am. -[Isadora] Why?
Just… reasons.
I need to think.
About what?
You two love each other, don't you?
Yeah. I'm head over heels for him.
And I love him with all of my heart.
-He's the love of my life. -Jesus!
What you just said was so gorgeous.
So, what's the issue?
I don't want a relationship with a ton of baggage weighing it down.
And he's got a lot of it.
-A lot. -[Isa] My love.
Life's a gamble.
It's jumping in the deep end.
It's… laughing, crying, falling, getting up again.
Otherwise, what's the point of being alive?
It'd be boring.
There you go.
For fuck's sake, more loving each other and less overthinking.
All right. Listen. Come here, baby.
I reserved a suite for you, so you two go up there and knock yourselves out.
And in a bit, they'll bring some chilled champagne for you. Okay?
Thank you.
[Eric sighs]
Thinking about your mother?
[Chloe] Mm.
It's just, I've never seen her this worried before.
Or so damn scared, you know?
And all because of a fucking video, dude.
All over a fucking video Dalmar randomly recorded of her.
And he framed it in a way to make her look bad.
So, of course, people would see whatever they wanted.
It's bullshit.
And why don't we just talk to Joel?
Sure. Talk to Joel.
"I'll fuck up your life if you don't pay me a quarter million" Joel.
We'll meet up with him for coffee.
-He'll have a change of heart. Of course. -No.
-I didn't mean that kind of talking to. -Then what?
You're kidding, right?
[scoffs] I won't do nothin'. Just scare him a little.
I don't think he'll be scared by a switchblade.
We had some skinhead issues when I lived in the squat house.
And I'd whip out this thing and then, bam, bam, bam!
-Skinheads go buh-bye. -[scoffs]
-Oh, yeah? -Mm-hmm.
What was that again?
-"Bam, bam, bam"? -Bam, bam, bam…
-You're so fucking weird. -Don't believe me?
No. You punk.
I'll cut you.
[exhales]
I guess it is scary.
Would you talk to him for me?
Of course.
Why?
Because I'm in love with you.
That's a good answer.
And because they're trying to pin what happened to Raúl on you,
when you didn't do it.
[sighs]
What's up?
I already have enough money to never worry.
Neither of us would have to.
-[sighs] -So, why do you have to do it?
Because… I don't ever want to have to think about money either.
And I don't want to think that every single thing we have
or every single thing we buy is thanks to you,
and that I'm a fucking burden.
Joel, you're not a burden.
Iván, you know how I get about this issue. You know damn well.
Yeah.
Babe.
I accept their propositions, money, influence, I guess.
I sell myself to them. But because I don't care about anyone.
I mean, I'm only interested in what they can do for me
and what they offer.
But from you?
All I want from you is you.
And all I want is for us to be on the same level as a couple.
Or… more or less because it probably won't ever be 100% equal.
Do you understand?
What I want from this relationship is to be Joel and Iván.
And I hope… I hope we can give it a real go.
Then please tell me this job is only short-term.
If a little side project of mine works out,
I'll quit as soon as possible, I swear.
I swear.
God, you're so naive, Joel.
You think what you're doing right now is just a job.
But it leaves a mark.
Forever.
And this is not out of jealousy.
I really mean it.
[sighs] Iván, I'm okay.
I really am.
[Iván sighs, chuckles softly]
Wanna make out?
Course I do.
[Joel sighs]
[Chloe] Hey.
Who's that?
-Chloe. -[door closes]
Oh, are those two back together?
Dude. Back with Chloe?
-[inhales sharply] -What's up with you?
[huffs]
Dude. I'mma pass on your lectures. I really don't care.
And what's that?
Nothin'. A gift from a buddy at the squat house.
Any more questions?
Because I haven't slept at all, and I'd like to get at least 30 minutes.
-[sighs] -[clicks tongue]
[knocking on door]
What are you doing here?
-[Luis] What a warm welcome. -Stop, don't come in!
I'm here on duty, Isa.
Well, I don't give a shit. You can't just storm into my house.
What?
So how much do you get
by allowing these kids to turn your business into a brothel?
Huh?
I've been watching you for a month. I have evidence.
Of what?
You realize you're actually insane, right?
[sighs]
I have videos I recorded from several of your suites
on different nights.
I didn't know what was going on. I--
[quietly] I said don't keep lying to me.
Do you know what the penalty is for running a brothel?
Five years, and that's in addition to them shutting down your club.
This is the first I've seen of it. I'm not lying to you.
-I'm not a part of whatever's going on. -See that?
What?
All I do is help you, do whatever you ask.
And you lie to me.
[foreboding music playing]
You avoid me.
No, "Thank you, Luis."
"You don't know how much I owe you, Luis."
Go. Please go.
Are you really sure you want me to go?
Don't you want me to save your ass, as always?
All I'm asking you is, just once, say, "I appreciate you, Luis."
I'm not asking you to tell me you love me. I know you don't. I'm not delusional. But…
A "You're important to me, Luis."
[unsettling music building]
Come on.
Say it.
"You're important to me, Luis."
Say it.
You…
[softly] You…
you're important… to me.
[Luis chuckles]
Oh, yeah?
That's nice, thanks.
That wasn't so hard.
[Luis exhales]
Bit by bit, we're getting closer to where we wanna get.
See ya.
[door opens, closes]
Your parents are comin' to see you.
-[music fades] -[monitor beeps]
Limit phone time to five minutes, all right?
Don't try to catch up on everything at once.
-Okay. -[nurse] I'll be right back.
[cell phone vibrates]
[Emilia] Hiya.
First, this video is a single-view video, and you can't screen record.
Oh, and we have more contacts in the police than in Las Encinas.
What's up, Omar? Hey, Sleeping Beauty.
[kisses] I'd rather this were in person,
but the main thing is that you hear our message.
[Emilia] And that message is,
your sister will lose her internship if you talk about what happened.
An internship? Selling kebabs?
-[Emilia] At the United Nations. -[panting]
[Emilia] And she got it via Alumni.
So one call from us, and ciao to the United Nations
or any other plans she had.
Except for the kebabs.
We'll let her have the kebab shop.
[alert blaring]
Are you all right?
Omar!
Are you okay?
-What's going on? -I'm okay.
[Imán] Omar…
[Omar, weakly] I'm fine. I'm fine.
["El Mal" by Ca7riel, Omar Varela and XLAB playing]
[inhales]
[indistinct chatter]
I need to talk to you, Joel.
-Can it wait until morning? -Actually, it can't wait. No.
What's the matter?
It has to do with work. I need to talk with him.
[sighs] Fine. Let's go, then.
-See you tomorrow? -See you tomorrow, yeah.
-I love you. -Now, Joel. Come on.
-[chuckles] Love you. -I love you.
[Spanish dance music building]
[Chloe sighs]
Dude!
[exhales] Babe, I'm so nervous.
Yeah, so am I. It's all right. It's just a scare.
Don't worry.
It'll be okay.
Okay. See you back inside, all right?
-Okay. -Love you.
[cell phone beeps]
Mama? Um, the thing with Raúl was my fuck-up.
And it's been a nightmare ever since.
And… it's my fault we got into this mess, and I'm gonna get us out of it.
-All right? -[cell phone beeps]
-Isa? Isa, listen to me. -I don't want to fucking listen to you!
Don't touch me! He's gonna close Cruz9! Do you get that?
Or send me to jail!
He's forcing me to do horrible things, and he won't stop until he rapes me.
Can you understand that?
He's gonna come looking for me whenever he wants.
-And it's your fucking fault! -Okay. I'm sorry.
-I'm so goddamn sorry. -No, you're not sorry at all.
You're a piece of shit! And you're a selfish asshole!
And I fuckin' promise you,
I swear to God, I'll make you regret every last thing you've done, Joel.
I swear.
Whoa! Isa!
-Are you okay? -[Isa] No.
No. Obviously, I'm not okay.
[sighs]
I just wanna get drunk and take drugs till I die.
[Joel sighs]
Joel, I'm asking you, please.
Stop doing what you're doing and free me from Luis.
Please, I'm begging you, Joel.
But Luis is with the police. What am I supposed to do?
Well, you have contacts. I don't know. Ask your Alumni people.
You got me into this shit. Look at me.
You'll get me out.
["Leaving the Station" by Gilligan Moss playing]
[slurring] I was just awful to you.
I didn't know how to manage the situation, and I lost it.
And what situation did you not know how to manage?
Well, having feelings for someone other than Raúl.
Right. Problem is, if you weren't drunk, you wouldn't be telling me this.
And tomorrow, when you wake up, you'll deny it all,
tell me you need distance or some other bullshit,
and you'll drive me nuts again.
Please, Nico, I'm not drunk.
I smell your breath from over here.
Well, I may have had a few.
But I'm fully aware of what I'm saying.
And I hadn't said anything to you yet,
only because I was afraid that you'd tell me to go to hell.
Like you're doing now.
But, Nico, honestly, I'm sorry. Okay?
I'm sorry.
Go graze.
What?
I say "go graze," not "go to hell."
Why not to hell?
Because you can stay and graze here.
If you want.
[dance music continues in distance]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joel] You were meeting me.
Not her.
What are you doing, Joel?
I'll fuck you up if you keep messing with Isadora.
Right. Why don't you go turn some tricks?
Or would you rather spend the night in the slammer? Hmm?
[Joel scoffs]
You being a cop doesn't scare me.
All right?
I know a lot of powerful people
who can fuck up your life and take away your shitty title.
Is that a threat?
[scoffs] Know what?
We're way beyond threats now.
Because shitbags like you aren't worth the air you breathe.
I'll ruin you.
In fact, I'll do it right now.
["Hunter As a Horse" by The Passenger playing]
♪ Someone is watching ♪
[Joel] This way, guys.
♪ Someone is watching… ♪
[Joel] Put your clothes in your backpacks. Don't leave anything in here.
How you doin'?
Anxious.
[sighs] Well, look.
I have a secret weapon that can help you relax.
What is it?
G.
"G" for what?
G for… GHB.
And what's it do for you?
Well, just like I told you.
It relaxes and, thankfully, gets you really horned up.
Take it.
-Go on. -♪ Someone is watching… ♪
Dalmar, this'll make it so much easier for you.
Take it.
♪ Someone is watching ♪
[Joel sighs]
Good to go?
["As Time Was Passing By" by Pional playing]
[breathing shakily]
♪ You ♪
♪ Have ♪
♪ Always ♪
♪ Been good ♪
♪ Walking by my side ♪
♪ You ♪
♪ Will never leave… ♪
Hey, just relax, okay?
You'll feel it soon.
[Guillermina gasps, sighs]
♪ What I miss ♪
♪ With you, I now been living ♪
♪ I feel I've been set free… ♪
[Nico and Sara laughing]
God, I missed hanging out with you.
You're the one who stopped talking to me.
Come on. I said I was sorry.
I half forgive you.
Let's not forget you kinda screwed me over and iced me out.
[quietly] Yeah.
And, honestly, I'm uncomfortable with your Chloe obsession.
I mean, look, she may not be my favorite person in the world,
but it's not cute to accuse her online.
What would you do if you were me?
I understand that you're upset about Raúl,
and that you think what happened was her fault, but, well…
I also think you should try to move on because you're just hurting yourself.
I'm trying to.
But, look, I promise you that I'll make more of an effort.
-[Carmen] Have you seen Chloe? -Why's she here?
Have you seen Chloe?
Fuck! You just promised me.
But what is she doing here?
Don't know, don't care. And you shouldn't either.
["As Time Was Passing By" intensifies]
♪ Passing by ♪
♪ Passing by… ♪
Babe, how you doin'?
Are you scared?
Mm-hmm.
There's still time to stop, if you want.
No.
Let's do it.
♪ As time was passing by ♪
♪ Passing by ♪
[Eric breathing heavily]
Yo, stop fucking with Chloé and her mom!
What are you laughing at, you little prick?
No, nothing. Nothing.
You just remind of a thug in an old-timey movie.
-[chuckles slightly] -[both grunting]
Let him go! Get off, you son of a--
-[Joel] Get the fuck off! -[Chloe groans]
God! Fucking asshole!
-[Joel and Eric grunting] -[Eric] Son of a bitch.
Hey! Hey!
-Hey! Let him go! -Stop it, man!
-Let him go! Leave us alone, you! -What's going on?
Stop it!
-You and your mother have one day. -[Chloe] Let's go.
-I'll fucking kill you. -[Chloe] Let's go!
Yeah? Do it!
Did you blackmail Carmen?
[Joel sighs]
I did it for you.
And my opinion didn't matter?
I told you I'd always have your back, okay?
You're my best friend.
["Thunder Bay" by Hudson Mohawke playing]
-[Chloe] Is it bleeding? -[Eric] I don't know.
[Chloe] No, don't touch it.
[Eric] Just let me see it. Try not to move.
-Chloe? -[Chloe] Damn it.
[Eric] It'll heal fast.
-Mama? -What's the matter?
Your face! Who did this to you?
Who did this to her?
Joel and Dalmar.
Are you serious?
-[Chloe] Mm-hmm. -[Eric] Yeah.
[Chloe inhales sharply]
[Carmen] Ooh. Ooh.
[dance music cuts out]
[moaning in distance]
[Héctor exhales]
What's that?
Nothing. Something stupid.
[sighs]
Should we go?
Nothin' to do here. The fun's back out there.
Well, that depends, right?
-[unsettling music playing] -[Héctor gasps]
[sighs]
I expected more from you, Joel.
I didn't get you into Alumni to be a gigolo.
You didn't? Well, tell your little sister that.
What are you saying?
She's the one who got me the first date with Pier and Guillermina.
Who knew they were into such young studs?
Oh, that's right, you did.
That's why you didn't want me to meet them.
What's in it for Emilia?
She did it because she wanted to impress them,
and she hates my guts.
And wants you to forget about me.
In fact, you know what?
I agree with her.
Now I have other priorities.
And I have enough money to buy 100 rent boys like you.
Oh, yeah? Well, go ahead.
Say a number. Any number.
[Joel scoffs]
[sighs]
You know really important people in the police, don't you?
How important?
The most powerful.
The head of State Security is in Alumni.
And she's out there, somewhere in the crowd.
Why? Should I make introductions?
No. Not right now.
But… I do need you to ask her for a favor.
That's my price.
-["Pleasure" by Sweats playing] -♪ Your hair ♪
Consider it done.
♪ Your mouth ♪
♪ My pleasure ♪
[both panting]
♪ Will you be my pleasure? ♪
♪ You are ♪
-[Joel moans] -♪ My pleasure… ♪
[inhales]
♪ My pleasure ♪
♪ You make it ♪
♪ My pleasure ♪
♪ You'll be ♪
♪ My pleasure ♪
♪ You'll be ♪
♪ My pleasure ♪
♪ You'll stay ♪
♪ My pleasure ♪
-♪ You are ♪ -[breathing heavily]
♪ My pleasure ♪
[sounds distort]
["Noche iluminada" by Adiós Amores playing]
[upbeat Spanish pop distorts]
[indistinct, excited chatter]
[moans]
[Dalmar] Hey, Iván! Hey!
Come on, let's get up.
[Iván sighs]
-[Dalmar] Come on. -[sighs]
-[Dalmar] You're shitfaced, dude. -[exhales, slurring] Oh, man…
This shit made me feel terrible.
-I think it's time for you to head home. -No. I'm meeting with Joel.
He sent me a really weird message,
I don't understand what's goin' on.
Wait! Wait, that's what he sent.
"I'm sick of your jealousy. We need to break up. Come now."
See?
This doesn't make any sense.
That's why I'm so confused right now. You know?
I want to talk to him. I'm going to talk to him.
Okay. But I'll go with you. You're in no state to be alone right now.
-[grunts] -Let's go.
Come on. This way.
Well, this is it.
[Iván groans] Oh, I'd better sit down.
[sighs]
[tense music playing]
Iván…
Iván! Hey!
Iván!
[music intensifies]
[music fades]
[clicks tongue]
[under breath] Fuck.
[soft, tender music playing]
-[cell phone beeps] -[Joel] Hey, babe.
How's it goin'?
I need to be with you-- [gasps]
[sounds distort, echo]
[suspenseful closing theme playing]
Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro