-[Zella Day's "You Sexy Thing" playing] -♪ I believe in miracles ♪
♪ Where are you from ♪
♪ You sexy thing? ♪
[both panting]
-♪ I believe in miracles ♪ -[Guzmán grunts softly]
-♪ Since you came along ♪ -[both chuckle]
♪ You sexy thing ♪
[Ari moaning]
-♪ Where did you come from, baby? ♪ -[both panting]
♪ How did you know I needed you? ♪
♪ How did you know I needed you so badly? ♪
♪ How did you know I'd give my heart gladly? ♪
♪ Yesterday ♪
♪ I was one of the lonely people ♪
-♪ Now you're lyin' close to me ♪ -[Ari moaning]
♪ Makin' love to me ♪
-♪ Oh, I believe in miracles ♪ -[moaning grows louder]
-♪ Where are you from ♪ -[both sigh]
-♪ You sexy thing ♪ -♪ You sexy thing ♪
-[Samu exhales deeply] -[door opens]
-[Ari] Mm. -[Samu sighs]
-[door closes] -[footsteps passing in hallway]
I thought you said Omar wouldn't be home till later.
-He said he wouldn't. -[sighs, quietly] Well, fuck.
[exhales]
[Samu scoffs] What are you doing? He won't go to bed for another half hour.
[sighs] This whole situation's totally freaking me out.
-[door closes] -[Samu] How do you think I feel?
But I'm the one who's having to lie and move my plans around to see you.
What? Do you think I don't wanna see you during the day?
That I don't wanna have a drink with you or give you a kiss when I go to class?
I really don't know.
You want that?
[Samu] Does it really matter?
Do you care how it feels to constantly see you and Guzmán making plans together?
And then, I just get the leftover crumbs.
That means, to you, this is just sloppy seconds?
-No, it's not. -[Ari] Then what is it?
Tell me, 'cause I'm not sure. You're the one setting the pace here.
You're coming and going. It's all been your decision.
Well, of course it's my decision.
I'm the one coming, going, and essentially doing it all.
Because you just passively wait around for others to do things.
[scoffs] Like when my dad got you out of the bar.
-[rustling] -[Ari sighs]
The hell does that mean?
It's obvious, Samuel.
You're always waiting for everyone else to make your decisions.
Wake the fuck up and live your life.
[somber music playing]
[purse zips]
You have the all-clear.
You have the same.
Start sticking your neck out a bit more. Till then, you don't get to demand things.
[music swells]
[tense music playing]
[Samu breathing shakily]
Did you do it, Samuel?
I'd never hurt Ari.
Then I bet… you know who did.
[music building]
[Samu sighs shakily]
[tense music swells]
[indistinct chatter]
-[metal detector beeps] -[bodyguard] Comin' through.
[metal detector beeps]
-[in French] Good morning, Benjamín. -Good morning, Your Highness. Welcome.
-If you would come with me. -I'll see you later, okay?
ARI, SORRY ABOUT LAST NIGHT. I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO REACT.
[in English] Hey. Morning, buddy. Whoa. Relax, dude.
-Jesus. -Hold on. Wait.
What's wrong? Put speed in your coffee this morning?
-No. Why? -Have you seen Ari?
What? Why would…? What do you mean, have I seen--
-[Guzmán] What the hell's the matter? -Huh? [chuckles]
Listen up, I need you to text her.
Tell her you'll meet tomorrow at the Lake Club.
-Why should I? She's your girlfriend. -Because I wanna surprise her.
Do me this favor.
Say it's to talk about the debate or whatever.
-Okay, but what should I write? I mean… -[Guzmán] Great. Thanks a lot, man.
[under breath] Fuck.
[tense music playing]
[cell phone vibrates]
SEE YOU TOMORROW NIGHT AT THE LAKE CLUB.
All done.
-Look, she's replying. -Huh?
[Guzmán] I said, she's replying.
-Let me see. -[Samu] What?
-[cell phone vibrates] -[Guzmán] Well, you just got a message.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THE LAKE CLUB? DEBATE?
Just keep insisting you need to meet her outside of the school.
-C'mon, tell her. -Yeah, sure.
[typing]
[cell phone vibrates]
I'D RATHER MEET OUTSIDE SCHOOL SO WE CAN TAKE OUR TIME PREPARING OUR ARGUMENT.
-[cell phone chimes] -[Ari sighs]
-All good. -She's sending something.
-Okay. -Let me see.
-She answered. -Let's see what she said.
-Shut up. I wanna hear what she says. -No. It's my phone, dude.
-Shh! -[Samu] What?
[Ari] Is that all? Is that all you have to tell me?
As though last night never happened?
"Last night"?
What happened last night?
[Samu] Hmm.
Okay, well, um… That's, uh, um… I mean, that's exactly…
What she's talking about there is the debate.
It got heated, and she wanted to apologize--
-Samuel. -[Samu] And it's no big deal.
I don't know what's wrong, but listen.
Make sure she comes. That's all. Thanks, pal.
Man, oh, man.
[Samu takes a deep breath]
You've been MIA since we saw Ambar.
You didn't miss me either.
-Jesus, Patrick. -What?
Hey, I had a fuckin' awesome time. Thanks.
Well, I'm glad you did.
[indistinct chatter]
[Omar sighs]
[gentle music playing]
I know that look, dude.
I've felt that way a hell of a lot.
[sighs] Well, I was a dickhead and got too carried away.
Come on. You're not.
We've all lost our minds over someone.
-Or something. -No.
I don't.
I always decide when,
how much, and how long.
[chuckles softly] That's great.
But Ander's very Ander.
When he wants you, you feel like the king of the world.
But when he shuts down or tosses you aside…
Come on. Cheer up, man.
You'll be back to fuckin' everything that moves soon.
[Patrick chuckles softly]
[Mencía] Hey, so, well, I've been thinking
that it'd be a good idea for you to leave Armando's hotel room.
I mean, don't you think?
Why? I thought he didn't mind.
No, he doesn't, but…
It's just… [sighs]
…I'd rather not have anything to do with him anymore.
-That's all. -[Rebe] See.
I knew it.
He left the concert 'cause you fought. What did he do? I'll smash his face in.
It's nothing. He just gets really annoying and intense.
[sighs] Don't worry about it, kay?
I'm sure my old lady won't slam the door on me.
But if she makes me choose, I know what I'd do.
Like, I'll go live under a bridge. I don't even care.
[Mencía chuckles]
So, um… [takes a deep breath]
…why don't… we make the most of
this last night at the hotel?
Um, okay.
I mean, if you want to.
-Yeah. Yeah, sure. [chuckles] -Yeah?
[Mencía] Which bridge do you think you'll live under?
-[laughing] Hey, I'll come up with one. -[Mencía] Sure you will.
[tense music playing]
[woman sighs]
[computer beeps]
[in French] A school full of girls from good families,
all waiting for my son to look at them,
and he falls for the janitor?
She wants to be a fashion designer.
She's a very bright and intelligent girl.
I know that sort of intelligence.
I've seen it in all the other Little Miss Nobodies after him.
Cayetana will behave and stick to the path set for her.
How do you know that?
She has shown unconditional support for her boyfriends before.
She'll be with him no matter what.
She has everything to gain.
[Phillipe's mom sighs]
-[garbage bag rustles] -[printer whirs]
[printer beeps]
-[in English] They're mine. -Are you sure?
Yes.
Wow, Phillipe.
They're pretty good. Very good.
I mean, a prince, a designer, and hetero?
You'd be my mythical Prince Charming if you weren't a predator.
Ciao.
They're not mine, though.
Then whose?
Caye, you forgot this.
-Where were they? -[Phillipe] In the printer.
Ah, okay. Thanks. Anyone else see these?
I don't know.
Me. What's the matter?
Are you afraid I'll tell the principal you're using school equipment
without permission, Cayetana?
No. [scoffs]
Snitch on me, then. I don't care.
They're very good.
Ari told me that.
Oh, really?
To be fair, I thought they were his.
And for something a prince was doing on a whim, they weren't bad.
[chuckles] Okay.
[Samu mouthing]
[Samu continues mouthing]
[Ari sighs]
[school bell rings]
What?
He heard your message.
-Guzmán? -Yeah.
[Ari scoffs]
Why'd you ask me to meet up about the debate?
He's planning a surprise. He'll be the one at the club tomorrow.
[somber music playing]
You wanted me to take a stance, and I am. But for my friend.
I can't keep sneaking around
and repeatedly stabbing him in the back like this.
It's Guzmán or me.
Now take a stance and make up your mind.
[energetic music playing]
[Ari sighs]
[in French] You'll throw a New Year's Eve party.
The media will be there, and there'll be a photo shoot.
I want you to invite all your friends.
You can bring that girl if you want.
Cayetana.
[Phillipe sighs]
So, Benjamín filled you in.
Do you really like her?
Very much.
Have you at least given other girls a chance?
I don't want other girls.
I want her.
Fine, you'll introduce her formally at the party.
[tense music playing]
That's part of your campaign to clean up my image, right?
We're not together right now.
[mom chuckles]
You mean you can't win your peasant girl back?
Don't call her that.
[mom] Do you want her back or not?
[Phillipe sighs]
Yes, Mom.
Well then, do what you need to do.
What's happened to you here in Madrid?
Hmm?
I don't recognize you anymore.
[cart squeaks]
[birds singing]
-[chuckles] Why are you here? -Just visiting my friend.
Sure, I'm not busy.
Want a Mahou?
Okay. In the room with the fireplace? It's quieter there, okay?
[somber music playing]
[Omar sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
Guys, we have a guest.
-This is Armando. -[dramatic music playing]
[Benjamín] Alumni president and a former student at Las Encinas.
He just came by to make the association's
very generous annual donation to the school,
and he wanted to meet all of you.
No, we already know him. Isn't he your friend from the concert?
-[Mencía] Uh, yeah. -Oh.
Uh, you're friends?
We've bumped into each other while having drinks.
-I see. -How are you?
-Hi. -Hello.
[indistinct chatter]
Yeah, Patrick and I get along well.
And no, it's not your business.
I don't know if you guys intend to take things further.
-Actually, no. It's not important to me. -["Oblivion" playing on stereo]
[Omar] Well, to be totally honest,
I wasn't planning on it, but thank you for your indifference.
If I didn't know better, I would say you're a little bit jealous.
-[Ander scoffs] -[Omar] What the fuck?
I know you, and I think you're very jealous.
-[chuckles] -[Ander] It's not jealousy. It's concern.
[Omar] Excuse me?
Omar, Patrick cozied up to you two seconds after I pissed him off.
-Just sayin'. -♪ Lie next to me ♪
♪ Lie next to me… ♪
I cozied up to Patrick.
Mainly 'cause you left him in a fucking shambles.
Not my fault if the guy has an imagination.
[scoffs] Uh, yeah, no. It was a little bit your fault, honestly.
Patrick may be intense, but he's not a dumbass.
Omar, I'm just asking you not to get your hopes up.
'Cause you're really into him, but all he wants is to get even.
[Omar, under breath] The hell?
Omar.
So, he hit on you because you're such a catch,
but I'm just a rebound?
You've got guts.
Look, I'm just worried about you.
No, really, you've got a lot of nerve to go around making one-sided decisions
and getting upset when I try to get over the damage you've done.
I'm not upset.
You're like the dog in the manger.
You don't want me, you don't want Patrick,
but you also don't want us to build a life without you.
If I'm just your buddy and Patrick was a booty call,
why don't you just let us do our own thing?
Leave. I have to work.
♪ You and I are missing halves ♪
[Omar sighs]
We've always had rules.
You're telling me they're more oppressive now than ever.
I'll tell you there were way more rules in my day.
Before, people will say, in their day, there were even more.
And so on, ad infinitum.
Well, I doubt when you were studying
at Las Encinas, it felt so much like a… a bunker.
[Ari and Patrick chuckle]
Even back then, it was very strict. Trust me.
You had to do a balancing act to skip class or break a rule.
The previous principal had kinda loosened the rules.
But now my father's reinstating them all, right?
-[Benjamín] Hmm. -[Armando chuckles]
[tense music playing]
If you'll excuse me for just a second.
Sure.
Mencía?
Yeah?
You okay?
I'm great. Never been better, Benjamín. Why?
-[Patrick] Thought you were a vegetarian. -[Ari] Look, I'm not making anything up.
-[laughing] -Everything, then.
-[Mencía] I need to use the bathroom. -What's gotten into her now?
[Mencía] What the actual fuck are you doing in my house?
-Your dad asked me to stay for lunch. -In general. Before that.
Why'd you show up at my house in the first place?
I always deliver the annual donation.
-Armando, don't give me that shit. -[Armando sighs]
You could've easily given it to him at the school or a fucking bar.
But you showed up here, so tell me why. To fuck me over?
Me? Fuck you over? What are you talkin' about?
[ominous music playing]
You think you can blackmail me so you can fuck me forever, don't you?
[Armando exhales]
It really pisses you off
that you can't have me whenever you want, I guess.
You can't end a relationship over a tantrum.
You and I don't have a relationship!
[Benjamín] So, we can talk about the menu for the remainder of the week later on.
That'll be all for now.
[footsteps approaching]
-You've been tense since you saw him. -Yeah, well, I'm tense by nature.
-Will you tell me what's goin' on? -Nothing. We're friends. I told you.
How do a minor and a former alum three times her age become friends?
We told you already. We met at a bar.
[takes a deep breath] I'm gonna sit back down.
Honey.
[Mencía] What?
[gentle music playing]
I know that our rapport is pretty much, uh, nonexistent.
[takes a deep breath]
And when we do talk, it's a declaration of war.
I think you can deduce that… [takes a deep breath]
…even if I don't tell you…
Well, I don't want you to deduce. I want you to know
that if there's something happening to you
or you're worried about something or you have a problem,
well, you could tell me.
And with just one phone call,
I can get rid of, uh, whatever it is that's the problem.
For you or your brother and sister.
That's good to know.
If… If I need that call, I'll be sure to… let ya know.
Okay?
[sighs]
Okay. I've talked too much already. Now your turn.
What are you doing after graduating?
You have to join the alumni.
[Ari] Well, honestly, I would love to join the alumni association.
[Patrick] Oh yeah.
And have Armando introduce us to his old classmates.
-Nothin' beats a boomer. -[Ari] Patrick!
-You have such a one-track mind! -[chatter fades]
[Mencía] I'm going to tell my father, and it's going to fuck up your life.
[Patrick, muted] A bunch of old guys in a room, lookin' back on their lives.
[cell phone vibrates]
[Patrick] Who knows what they get up to in there?
[Armando] Everything? Even how you've been making a living?
Accept it. You are mine.
-[ominous music playing] -[Armando laughs]
[Ari laughs] You're so annoying.
[sighs] How is it, Armando?
I hope everything's to your liking.
Everything's perfect, Benjamín. Thank you.
How have my kids been treating you?
It seems you've really… hit it off, haven't you?
Your children are a pleasure.
[Armando] A toast.
-Sure. -Oh, yes.
-But it's bad luck to toast with water. -Not with water. Come on.
Well, that's what you're getting, all right?
[indistinct chatter]
[Rebe sighs]
["Devuélvemelo" playing]
[cell phone vibrates]
[Mencía sobs]
I WANT TO SEE YOU TONIGHT
[Mencía crying]
[cell phone vibrates]
[Mencía gasps]
WHAT TIME SHOULD WE GO TO THE HOTEL?
[sobbing]
[breathing steadies]
I'M SORRY, REBE. I CAN'T GO.
[continues crying]
I'M SORRY, REBE. I CAN'T GO.
[knocking on door]
Yes?
-Hi. -Hello.
-Can I come in? -Yeah, come in.
It's just that my mother decided
she wanted to come here and spend Christmas with me.
Uh-huh.
[Phillipe] And since it seems she can never have an empty schedule,
she's putting together a networking event with young entrepreneurs.
A get-together to strengthen business ties and all.
Oh. Hmm.
How fun. Yippee.
Uh, I requested that she invite our seed designer.
[Cayetana gasps softly]
-Ah, Sadelagu? -[Phillipe] Mm-hmm.
Wait, wow.
Is Sadelagu really gonna be there?
-[Phillipe] Yeah. -[Cayetana] Oh.
I don't know. I was hoping that maybe you'd like to come with me,
meet him in person, and show him your designs.
[chuckles] Okay, you're… you're joking right now.
No. You have talent, Caye.
[gentle music playing]
[Cayetana chuckles, sighs]
Thank you so much, Phillipe. I… I don't know what to say.
[Phillipe chuckles] Say nothing.
[both sigh]
Really, thanks a lot.
So, is that a yes?
[Cayetana chuckles]
Dress code?
Hello. Good evening.
Cayetana Grajera.
[bright music playing]
Thank you.
[music fades]
[indistinct chatter]
[Phillipe's mom] I think I'll leave you alone.
-Where can I find your father? -[Patrick] He's over there, schmoozing.
[Cayetana sighs]
Wow. Christian Dior?
Grajera Pando.
[Phillipe exhales] Wow.
Yeah. [laughs]
To be honest, I never imagined I'd meet Sadelagu at such a solemn affair.
Dreams come true wearing charcoal gray and holding a tumbler.
[Cayetana] Hmm.
Hey, look.
[indistinct chatter]
-[sighs] Is that…? -[Phillipe] That's him.
-[Cayetana laughs] It's him? -I'll get him.
-[Cayetana] Okay. -[Phillipe chuckles]
Really?
You'll enter the lion's den to make sure you get what you want.
[Cayetana] He invited me without my asking.
[Ari chuckles] Sure.
And leaving your designs out in plain sight?
Just coincidence?
Yeah, it actually was.
[sighs] You were very quick to get over your doubts about him.
There's not a foolish hair on your head,
but you're stupid.
And a climber.
You're just a stupid climber.
["Give It" playing]
♪ I ask myself the same questions ♪
♪ I tell myself the same lies ♪
♪ The silver on your skin tastes ♪
♪ Like the movie in my mind's eye ♪
♪ I ask myself the same questions I tell myself the same lies ♪
♪ The silver on your skin tastes Like the movie in my mind's eye ♪
[elevator bell dings]
[song cuts out]
Oh shit.
What the fuck is this?
["New Moon" playing]
If you don't mind.
[music building]
So, do you like it?
It's delicious. I've never tried it. [chuckles]
[Sadelagu takes a deep breath]
Fashion, I'm told,
is what brought you and Phillipe together, right?
Yes. And especially our mutual admiration for you.
-Oh, come on. -[Cayetana] But anyway…
[chuckles] Sorry. I had to.
Really. Meeting you is a dream come true.
-[Sadelagu] Mm-hmm. -[Cayetana chuckles softly]
Charge it to room 973.
It's on me.
Um, I'm sorry. Do you have maybe five minutes?
I'd love to show you some of these sketches I made.
Sure.
Really?
[Sadelagu] I have all the time in the world for you.
The thing is, I'd rather take a look at them in my room, you know?
It's just, I find it way more comfortable and quiet.
-[Cayetana] Uh… -What do you say?
Why are you with him again?
Rebe, look. I'll explain later, okay?
What do you mean, "later"?
Is this how you show you want nothing to do with this dude?
Mencía.
I need you to go now.
Come on.
♪ So patiently ♪
♪ Like waiting for a bottle ♪
♪ Or a plant to grow ♪
♪ In time ♪
["New Moon" growing louder]
[elevator bell dings]
[door clatters]
You coming?
Yeah. Hell no, I'm not going away.
Mencía, let's go.
[Rebe] Mencía, what is this?
[music swells]
♪ Soon I'll be waiting carefully ♪
♪ Under the new moon ♪
♪ Soon I'll be waiting carefully… ♪
I'd rather send my designs to your workshops
and we'll talk whenever you're available.
[Sadelagu scoffs]
-[elevator bell dings] -[door clangs]
[energetic music playing]
[sighs] Everyone, here are your New Year's Eve invitations.
I'm so excited to start the year with you.
[Phillipe] Samuel.
[Rebeka] I just don't understand, Mencía.
You wanted nothing to do with him, and now you're together again?
[cell phone beeps]
That's how I am. Capricious and volatile.
[Phillipe] Ander.
[tense music playing]
Well, maybe it's true.
I mean, you and I've gotten closer tryin' to forget him.
[sighs] Now let's forget him, okay?
-[Omar] What? -Your invitations, guys.
[indistinct chatter]
I WANT TO START THE YEAR WITH YOU. PHILLIPE
What are your rates like, Cayetana? For designing a dress, not mopping.
I want a dress for New Year's Eve, and I'd like to look truly spectacular.
Well, I'd have to crunch some numbers.
Two grand? Not including materials.
What are you up to? [chuckles]
You have talent.
And dignity.
Plus, the 2,000 euros are a tax-deductible donation.
God, I can't stomach you. [exhales]
[sighs] Cayetana, I want your talent, not your friendship.
So, yes or no?
-I'll start concepts and get back to you. -You have three days.
[Cayetana] I only need two.
Oh, and I want a 10% bonus for every 500 likes you get.
Five percent.
-[Omar] No, no. -[Patrick] Omar.
-[Omar] No. -[Patrick] Yes.
-[chuckles] -Come on.
I said no. No way we're gonna fuck here, Patrick.
No, it's just a spell. I'm an exorcist.
-Yeah, a spell, my ass. -[both chuckle]
[Omar sighs]
[gentle music playing]
Ander?
I don't know any Ander.
[Omar chuckles]
So, have you forgotten him?
[Omar sighs]
It's cool.
Poco a poco. Hmm?
Trust me, Ander's not forever.
[Omar sighs]
[Omar exhales]
[Rebe sniffling]
[Sandra] Oh, baby.
[parking brake clicks]
[Sandra sighs]
Do you know
one of the thousands of ways you and I are the same?
Without fail,
it doesn't matter if the people we love hurt us again and again
and again and again,
we never leave their side.
We keep letting ourselves get punched in the gut and take it like champs.
Bam, bam, bam!
For those we love, we'll do what it takes.
[emphatically] You and I are fighters.
But do you know how we're different?
I wait for the people I love… to hit rock bottom,
alone and ashamed, and come back with their tails between their legs.
But you're not like that.
You refuse to just sit by and watch if you know they're about to hit bottom.
You don't give up, and you never stop.
[Rebe sniffles]
And I think that's one of your best traits.
Maybe you're me, but the improved version?
[Rebe chuckles softly]
[sniffles]
-[Sandra] Hey, I said, "maybe." -[both laugh]
-[gentle music playing] -Come here, sweetie.
[Rebe sniffles, sobs]
[crying]
[crickets chirping outside]
[doorbell rings]
-[door opens] -[Azucena] Please, come in.
So, you go to Las Encinas?
-Yeah. We're in class together. -[Azucena] Mm.
-Uh, I'm Patrick. -Great.
-Uh, is Ander here? -He is. Just a minute. I'll go get him.
Okay. Thank you.
-[Omar spits] -[cell phone vibrating]
[Omar sighs]
-[cell phone chimes] -Hey there, handsome.
Patrick?
Patrick, I think I'm a victim of butt-dialing.
Honey, your friend Patrick is here to see you.
-Patrick? -[Azucena] Yes, he's downstairs.
What's this about?
-[gentle music playing] -[Ander sighs]
I'll tell you later, kay?
[footsteps descending stairs]
[Azucena sighs]
-[sighs] -[Patrick, on phone] Ander? How are you?
What the fuck?
[Patrick] Hey, can we chat for a sec?
Look, Ander, you really don't get it.
You think the whole world revolves around you?
It doesn't.
If I'm with Omar, it's because I like him and I wanna pursue something.
And if that pisses you off, then honestly, that's your problem, dude.
[Ander] It's fine with me if you two are together.
As long as you're honest and don't hurt him.
-'Cause Omar's not like me. -[Patrick] I know. That's why I like him.
No, I'm saying he's someone you could really hurt.
Because he does have feelings for you.
And I hope you do too.
He's not just someone to pass the time with.
[Patrick scoffs, sighs]
Unlike me?
That's right. I was… a palate cleanser.
To get rid of Omar's scent with a couple of fucks and a few kisses.
Well, relax. I'm not like you.
I only hope I can make him feel half as good as he makes me feel.
[Ander] Look, man. If I hurt you, I'm sorry, all right?
I thought it was clear that it was just sex.
Because at least to me, that was super clear.
'Cause I never had doubts about my feelings for Omar.
Like, when I got cured,
I traded backpacking around the world just to be with him.
-[gentle music playing] -I've always loved him.
And I always will.
So, don't play mind games with him, don't use him,
and, above all,
don't you dare break his heart.
[cell phone chimes]
Don't worry.
You can answer your WhatsApps.
I'll get out of the way… forever. I swear.
[somber music playing]
[sighs, under breath] Fuck.
[Ander sighs]
Why the long face?
It's nothing.
[Azucena takes a deep breath]
Honey, when are you finally gonna tell me what's going on?
[sighs] Have I ever told you how annoying you are when you shut down?
[Ander chuckles softly]
BEFORE I GO: MOM, GUZMÁN, OMAR
-[excited chatter] -["Dangerous Anamal" playing]
Thank you.
♪ Dangerous animal Eat all day, but you don't get full ♪
♪ Try as I may… ♪
-[card reader beeps] -[Phillipe] Hmm.
-What? -It's good.
And you were against it 'cause it's not French.
-[Phillipe] Yeah. -Yeah.
[chuckles] But you should so serve it at your New Year's Eve party.
Well, there's something else
I'd like to have at my New Year's Eve party.
-[Cayetana] Hmm? -Or rather, someone else, I should say.
I would love it if you would come.
I am. [chuckles]
Yeah, but… as my date.
That sounds like a couples plan.
[Phillipe] Yes. It is.
Except we're just friends, remember?
Yeah, but we're friends who are exes.
And exes… can get back together for Christmas.
-[Cayetana] Hmm. -[Phillipe] Hmm?
Don't tell me you haven't thought about it.
No. [chuckles softly]
Something great just happened, and that's all I really think about.
Is it something great… that you'd be willing to share with me?
I am sharing it.
[sighs]
C'mon, aren't things fine the way they are?
[Phillipe chuckles]
Yeah, sure.
-["Aching Bones" playing] -[kissing and panting]
-It's okay to change our minds, right? -Calm down. We're just making out.
And I don't even know why. Look, Phillipe, we'd better…
[sighs]
Okay.
Wait.
Stop.
What?
We'd better not.
-Why? -[Cayetana sighs]
Friends is better. You sit there. I'll sit here.
[sighs] But Caye, I'm more certain than ever.
-[sighs] -Yeah, and I no longer see you as an idol.
I don't have to swoon when we're together, you know?
[chuckles] Yeah, but what if it's the idol who does the swooning?
[Cayetana chuckles, sighs]
No, really, I mean it.
I think it's better if we just be friends, okay?
Phillipe, stop.
Stop. Hey, I said stop.
You like to feel you have power over me, huh?
-What? -All girls do.
What are you saying? Stop.
Stop it, Phillipe. Get off me. Get off me! Let me go!
I don't want to! Okay, seriously, let me go, Phillipe.
[gasps] Oh my God! Please, enough!
Stop! I already said no. I said, get off!
[Phillipe panting]
[in French] Shit.
[in English] Cayetana!
[music swells]
[Cayetana crying softly]
[song fading]
[Guzmán] My girlfriend's here.
Sorry I'm late to my own freakin' surprise.
They decided to block the entrance in the middle of December
so that they could prune or something.
Thank you.
-You all right? -[Ari] Yeah.
-Are you sure? -[Ari] Yeah.
Why's this extra plate here?
I'll have them take it away.
[Ari sighs]
[tense music playing]
Aren't you workin' today?
Hold on a minute. You said he canceled on you.
What do you mean, I canceled?
Samuel, have a seat.
[Guzmán] Wait, why should he have a seat?
Ari, can you tell me what's goin' on?
[Ari sighs]
Guzmán…
I've been seeing Samuel.
Seeing him as what?
[Ari sighs]
[tense music playing]
Was it or was it not Guzmán?
Samuel, are you listening to me?
I'm sorry to put you in this situation,
but I think what I have with Samuel isn't just a fling.
Samuel, I've fallen in love with you,
and I don't wanna leave you.
[sighs] But Guzmán, I'm in love with you too.
Guzmán, look at me.
I don't wanna leave you either.
Look at me!
[takes a deep breath]
Listen, I know you're probably thinking I'm crazy right now.
But I think that I'd be crazy if… if…
if I were to give up on either of you.
[tense music swells]
[music fades abruptly]
[suspenseful music playing]