[tense music playing]
[dramatic sting]
If personal data is the modern equivalent of oil,
the data of the most influential families is gold.
I understand, but the risk isn't worth the profit.
[on phone] The profit is immeasurable, Benjamín.
What? You want it all for yourself?
-For you and your precious holding, right? -[gasps]
I don't know what you're talking about.
[sighs deeply] I have evidence, Benjamín.
Evidence that could destroy you in a second.
You and all your companies.
Just share the wealth with me, and nothing will go wrong.
[ominous music playing]
[ominous music grows to a crescendo]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[suspenseful music playing]
[thunder crashes]
CHARITY AUCTION LAS ENCINAS AND LAKE CLUB
-["Fair Enough" playing] -[camera shutters clicking]
[photographers clamoring]
[speaking inaudibly]
[Benjamín] Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to our auction.
The proceeds of which will be put towards funding scholarships
for… for students who show promise
but who might not have the financial means to attend Las Encinas.
The ones who are truly deserving.
Because we all know those who change the world do so
with their talent, regardless of their background.
So I'm appealing to your generosity.
And I hope, together, we can make this fundraiser truly unforgettable.
Thank you all.
[quietly] Patrick?
No idea.
-["Princess (Yuksek Remix)" playing] -♪ Morning… ♪
Omar? The guests' party favors are…?
-In the storeroom. -And the canapés?
-In ten minutes. -Great.
-You see where the dossiers got placed? -I think over there.
-All right. Okay. Thanks. -No problem.
♪ Everyone's asleep ♪
♪ But I'm still groovin' ♪
-♪ Tuesday morning… ♪ -[Mencía clears throat]
Oh man.
Uh, hey there.
-[Jess snickers] -Yeah. Hi.
Uh, Mencía, this is Jess. And Jess, Mencía.
-Ah, so this is Menci, is it? -[Mencía scoffs]
[inhales sharply] "Menci," huh?
-You told her about me? -Nah. Just gave her context.
-Right. -[Rebe] Mm.
Well, it's a pleasure, Jessie.
Jess.
-Right. -[Jess] Mm.
Mencía. Found them.
Mm. Thank you.
[Jess cracks up]
["Satisfied (Soundbwoy Killah Remix)" playing]
[mysterious music playing]
[Bilal inhales sharply]
-Give me the phone. -Let go.
-The phone. -Don't have one.
Hand it over.
-[quietly] Now. -[Bilal sighs]
No, I… I don't--
-Excuse me. -[man] Oh.
-You dropped this. -[man] Thanks.
Of course.
-I was gonna give back the phone. -Give back my laptop too.
Fuck you.
Omar stuck his neck out to help you, and you just stabbed him in the back.
Today's really important for him professionally.
So don't you dare fuck this up for him. Clear?
["Satisfied (Soundbwoy Killah Remix)" continues playing]
-What were you doing? -Kicking Bilal out.
Was he here?
Stealing.
Yeah. Sure.
He pickpocketed a phone.
[Omar sighs]
You made that up. Just admit you were dickin' around.
Think whatever you want.
I can separate our work and our personal shit.
You clearly can't.
[Omar sighs deeply]
[music building]
Are you here to see me?
-I can't stay long. I only have a minute. -Only one?
I just had a fight with Omar, and if he sees me here, he'll kill me.
[Ari sighs deeply]
When you're not studying, you're working. When you're not working, you're worn out.
Look, I'd love to hang out with you all the time and study, but I can't do it.
Pretty please?
[exhales sharply] See you later, okay?
[gentle instrumental music playing]
[Ari sighs]
Thanks.
["A Bite of Papaya" playing]
[takes a deep breath] For you.
Thanks.
Well?
What?
Let's meet new people today. C'mon. You first.
-[Caye chuckles] -What are you into? Businessmen?
-Ugh, so boring. -[chuckles] You're not wrong.
-Okay. What about students, for example? -No, no, no. Yeah, no.
-No more students, please. Ever. -Okay, um…
Well, then, over in the back, the uh…
What are they? Drug dealers, I guess.
-[both laugh] -I mean, look at them.
-Close enough. They're soccer players. -We're in trouble.
The one in the middle is Iván Carvalho's father. Know who that is?
-No way. -[Caye] Mm.
As far as eye candy that won't make us think too hard, they're not bad, right?
Yeah. Who needs interesting conversation?
[Caye chuckles]
-Maybe… they could surprise us, right? -You never know. [clears throat]
Hi. What's up, guys?
-[man] What's up? -You boys care if we join you, or…?
Of course not, gatinhas.
Sorry, what?
Sorry. He said, um, "You're beautiful."
-Ah. -Oh.
-Literally, "cats." Little ones. -[men laugh]
-So, we're little kittens, huh? Okay. -[men chuckle]
You soccer players sure are direct, aren't you?
There you are, already scoring goals.
-Ooh! -[Greta and Caye chuckle]
I think, like, even a little bit. You know?
[Benjamín] Excuse me.
I hate seeing so much potential go to waste because
you don't believe in yourself.
-My potential isn't paying my bills. -You mean you're scared?
I'm not scared. I'm realistic.
That makes me unreal? Hmm?
What I've achieved, coming from the same place as you,
is that unreal too?
-You know what I meant by that, though. -No, I don't know, but you can explain it.
♪ Summer love ♪
♪ Coming to need… ♪
Not only are you scared, you're making excuses.
That's a shame.
There are influential people here today I wanted to introduce you to
for future internships, but… [scoffs]
…since you're dressed like a waiter and not like a guest…
What do you think I should do? Hang up my uniform?
Priorities, Samuel.
Benjamín, I hope everything's good so far.
If you'll excuse us…
[Benjamín sighs]
-Do I have to be on your back all day? -He pulled me aside. What should I do?
Your job, dude.
Or were you just on another break of yours?
Since you'll make my life miserable anyway…
-What's this? -I quit.
Let's see how you get by today with one less waiter, Omar.
Hey, Samuel!
Dammit, dude!
You little sh…
-[somber music playing] -[Omar sighs]
[birds singing]
[ducks quacking]
[ominous music playing]
Sir?
You okay?
["Cynthia" playing on sound system]
Hello. I'd like a sparkling water. With lime, not lemon.
And a little baby sprinkle of turmeric. Thanks.
-♪ Cynthia ♪ -Hey, sweetie.
♪ I can't send to ya… ♪
-What's wrong? -I quit.
I mean, fuck this shitty job. I'm out, you know?
-Seriously? -[Samu] Yes.
Oh, honey. That's great!
-Baby, let's order something to celebrate. -Not now.
Gotta return the uniform, tell the manager, and find your dad.
He's introducing me to important people. Know where he is?
-My father? -[Samu] Yeah.
-He's someplace. -Okay.
Hey, but why can't you just stay with me?
Later, all right?
We'll celebrate later.
♪ But I get that you feel I'm wrong ♪
♪ You feel that I know ♪
♪ All the pain you showed me… ♪
Actually, I don't want a sparkling water. I want a gin and tonic.
Any brand will work.
No, make that two gin and tonics.
-[Rebe grunts] -[Jess chuckles softly]
Uh, um… Can I come up for air?
-[Jess chuckles] -I mean, just so… just so… so I don't die.
Like, not suffocate. I mean, that kinda thing.
Yeah, but every minute I'm not kissing you is one I can't get back.
-[sighs] -Yeah.
Okay. Which Twilight film did you escape from, dude?
Has no one shown strong feelings for you before?
[Rebe] It's not that.
No, no. No. But just pace yourself, okay? Pace yourself a smidge.
-Smidge? I'm pacing myself. -Yeah. Let me grab you one. Okay?
-I want a gin and tonic. -No. Absolutely not.
-I am getting you some water. -No, not water.
Your sobriety's as existent as your filter right now, all right?
Wait for me here.
I'll wait forever, boo.
-[Jess chuckles] -Hmm. Okay.
[Rebe clears throat]
Jesus H. Christ.
[sighs]
Why the computer?
To organize the auction.
The bids, the purchases and sales, the participants--
Your dad went from not trusting you to total trust.
That's because I have earned it.
It's what you always wanted. To be daddy's little girl.
[Mencía inhales sharply]
How's your little girl doing?
I mean, wouldn't it be cheaper to buy a box of suction cups
and just, like, get it over with?
Then you wouldn't have to try to speak to her.
She's like glue to your boo.
I think the word you're looking for is "affectionate."
And super thoughtful, and she's basically all over me.
-She's smothering? -She's not smothering.
-Oh, no? -No, I did not say that.
It's just I'm not used to having someone give me all the attention that I deserve.
[somber music playing]
[clicks tongue] You know what?
Don't want that drink anymore. Good luck with the auction, all right?
[speaking inaudibly]
[Mencía breathing shakily]
I've been lookin' for you.
[Mencía exhales]
Something wrong?
No, nothing. Just the stress and pressure of all this stuff.
It's nothing.
Of course. Well, you're doin' great.
[gentle music playing]
You think so?
Mm-hmm.
I'm… proud of your work today.
-[Benjamín sighs] -[Mencía chuckles softly]
[Benjamín exhales]
["Autoestima (Remix)" playing]
[water splashes]
[Iván] I didn't know you drank.
[slurring] Only once in a while.
Why'd you text me, Ari?
To come get fresh air.
[both chuckle]
-[Ari] Iván, can I ask you a question? -Yeah.
Your father and you are filthy rich, isn't that right?
-What? -[laughs]
I meant that you don't have more
only because there aren't enough days in the year.
[chuckles] What's this all about?
[sighs] Just tell me. C'mon.
Are you and your father filthy stinking rich or not?
Well, obviously, my dad is. [chuckles]
I knew it.
Why ask?
Is that what you want? A rich guy?
Oh, no, no, no. Uh-uh.
What I want is a guy who doesn't need anything.
Who doesn't need me.
Understand that?
Mm.
[gasps] Let's go.
[exhales]
-Come here. -[Iván] What are you doin'?
-This isn't yours, is it? -No.
[both laughing]
-[Iván] Do you know how to drive it? -[giggling] Not at all.
["Autoestima (Remix)" continues playing]
-[Iván] Whoo-hoo! -[Ari shouts]
[Ari] Whoo!
[Iván] Whoo-hoo!
[Ari] Whoo!
[boat motor revs]
[Omar] Sir?
[flies buzzing]
[Omar] Hello?
[sighs deeply] Hey!
Hey!
You're not supposed to use the boats! What the fuck, guys!
[suspenseful music playing]
[gasping]
Bilal!
Well, what… what I'm interested in
at Las Encinas is trying to remove the barriers
that challenge so many young artists
that have lots of talent but, uh, not the resources.
[man] That's interesting and very necessary.
So, Dad, I have to go organize the auction items now.
-It's about to start, okay? -Mm-hmm. Better?
I am. Thanks.
["Big Future" playing]
And that's pretty much been my line of work over the last few months.
Hmm?
♪ Why wait… ♪
Could I borrow you?
Mm, yes. Ah, excuse me, please.
I did it.
I just quit my job.
I'm going all in on Las Encinas. On any internship or whatever it takes.
♪ Why wait… ♪
That's if you still wanna help.
[gentle music playing]
[Benjamín] Hmm.
-[cell phone beeps] -[line ringing]
Uh… uh, yes. Can you bring me a blue pinstripe suit to the Lake Club?
Size?
[Omar and Bilal grunting]
[Bilal strains]
[Omar sniffles, mutters]
[Omar retches]
[both panting]
This guy's been dead a really long time.
[Omar] That's impossible.
He disappeared. They said he ran off.
Huh?
This guy, I know who he is.
Well, at the time, it was such a big scandal
because if my father married my mother, it would be the first time a…
a commoner married…
Am I boring you or something?
-Huh? -I said, am I boring you?
No. No, no. I'm listening.
I'm sending a super important text, but… but it's done now.
-Go on. Tell me. -What was I speaking about? Huh?
Your family and… all that stuff.
"All that stuff."
I'm gonna go get something to drink.
-You checked out, didn't you? -No, no. I was paying attention.
Do you want a…? Oh! Whiskey? Rum? Vodka?
-What do you want? -Nothing. I'm avoiding alcohol.
-A Long Island. To make you less uptight. -[Phillipe] I said no.
Were you not listening?
Okay, baby. How about an orange juice, then?
An orange juice, yeah. All right, then.
["Catch Fire" playing]
Thanks a ton.
♪ I am the snake in Eden ♪
♪ And you want to ♪
♪ Know the truth when ♪
♪ We thought we knew ♪
♪ And if I could tell Baby, I could fuckin' die ♪
♪ I'll sleep right ♪
♪ You'd catch fire ♪
♪ And if I could tell ♪
♪ Baby, I could fuckin' die… ♪
Well, let's move on, without further ado, to the first lot in the auction.
A rather unique sculpture.
Made of Murano glass, of course.
-By the artist Angelo Davide-- -[Patrick] Hey, excuse me. Dad!
I'm sorry. [sighs]
-Generously donated by the Monte family. -Dad, I'm sorry. I'm here now. Hey! Sorry.
Please. I'm sorry. Move.
The starting price for the bidding is set at 10,000 euros.
-C'mon. Move. Fuck. -[Benjamín] It's…
[crowd gasps]
[Mencía] Excuse me.
-I'm sorry. -[Jess scoffs]
Patrick.
Ooh. I'm sorry.
Oh my God.
Have them clean this up and settle the payment for the sculpture.
How am I supposed to…?
-[crowd murmuring] -[tense music playing]
[Omar breathing heavily]
Samuel really kicked you out of the house because of me?
No, Bilal. I made that up. [sighs]
I'm gonna call the police.
Uh, please wait until I leave. Or else they're gonna pin this on me.
Ah, fuck!
My cell must have died in the water. Do you have one?
No. Otherwise, you wouldn't steal one.
[sighs] I can't go back to the club like this, with my uniform wet.
I can sneak in and maybe find someone.
Okay.
Look for Rebeka.
Brunette, in a tracksuit, long nails, tacky jewelry.
Um, uh, likely with another chick, making out.
With another chick? For real?
[sighs] Save the homophobia for later,
when there aren't dead bodies lying around. Okay, man? Okay?
-[Bilal] Sorry. -Thank you. Find Rebeka.
Why don't I find Samuel?
It really bugs me you're not talking 'cause of me.
-And he's your best friend. -Find Rebeka.
-Go on. -Okay. Okay.
[Omar sighs]
[Omar takes a deep breath]
[under breath] Fuck.
Okay. So you're totally gonna deny
that you're here with me because I'm a young woman.
One that you can…
Uh, I mean, potentially take to bed
so you can keep thinking you're still an energetic, young 20-year-old, right?
I am not in the habit of, uh, sleeping with girls
in my son's circle.
[Caye sighs dramatically]
Oh, well, that's too bad.
[inhales sharply] You even have a moral code.
-Yeah, I do. -Hmm? Yeah, for sure. [giggles]
Well, maybe I should throw mine out the window,
and then I can start setting my sights
on mature, older men with their heads screwed on straight,
like yours is… maybe.
-[laughs] -That's a great idea.
And stop setting my sights on
these lost, messed-up, and confused spoiled brats all the time.
Hmm?
[smacks lips] Well, I finished my drink.
Have you gone to see the pier?
No.
No? Oh, it's beautiful. You have to see it.
If you wanna head over there,
I'll get a couple of drinks and show it to you.
Right now?
Yeah, now, if it's okay with you.
Yeah. I think that'd be great.
-Okay. -[Cruz clicks tongue]
[Caye chuckles, sighs softly]
[Mencía grunts]
No. You sit down!
-Know the price of that sculpture? -You'll pay for it.
[chuckles] Well, I'm sure for you, it's like peanuts.
-Are you high right now? -[Patrick scoffs] No.
-[sighs] -[Benjamín] Have you seen your eyes?
It's a reaction.
-A reaction to what? To being a disgrace? -[Patrick] As if any of this affects you.
'Cause now you have that suck-up, Samuel.
-The perfect son you can play daddy to. -[Benjamín sighs]
Since you can't stand the selfish queer you got as a real son.
-[Benjamín] Come on. -That you're ashamed of every day.
You gonna cry about it? Right now? You're such a child.
It must have been real torture for you to outlive Mom
and have to always lug us around with you, right?
You think everyone is so mediocre.
Even your family, beginning with your children.
You even thought Mom was weak.
But she chose to see the good in everyone. In her children!
Even in a pathetic man with delusions of grandeur like you.
Stop it! [gasps]
-[Patrick breathing heavily] -[Mencía] Hey!
[grunts] I said stop it!
[somber music playing]
-[Patrick scoffs] -[Mencía gasps softly]
You've never laid a hand on us before this.
[indistinct chatter]
[water dripping]
[guests murmuring]
[Jess] Mm. Mm.
[Samu] Benjamín's having me consider a career in law.
Right now we're just trying to find the right university for me.
[mouthing]
Excuse me just a moment. I'll be, uh, right back. Just a sec.
Excuse me.
Why are you here?
-Samuel, I'm sorry. -I told you to leave.
-Listen to me-- -Leave, or I'll call the police.
-Omar needs your help. -Okay. So what?
I quit. What's the problem?
We found a dead guy's body floating in the lake,
and Omar knows who he is.
Huh?
[energetic music playing]
-[Ari laughing] It's so cold! -[Iván and Ari panting]
[Ari chuckles]
[Iván] Let me help you.
-[Ari sighs] -[Iván grunts]
Ah, it's so cold. [giggles]
[gentle music playing]
-[Iván] Just to warm us up a bit. -[Ari] Yeah.
-[Ari sighs] -[Iván] Better?
[Ari grunts softly]
[both breathing heavily]
["Memory Drive" playing]
[Patrick grunts]
What? Huh?
-[Cruz] Patrick. -[Patrick huffs]
[Cruz] What's wrong?
Can I help?
Leave me the fuck alone, all right?
[birds singing]
[larks calling]
[Patrick grunts, sighs]
[scoffs, exhales deeply]
[somber piano music playing]
Uh, excuse the interruption.
It's time that we continue on with the next lot,
which is a unique donation from one of our most illustrious guests.
Uh, from Cruz Carvalho,
who's actually here with us right now.
Uh, Cruz?
Okay. I can't see him right now, but I assure you, he's here.
Okay. As I was saying, this is a sculpture by contemporary artist Carlos Moncas.
It's signed by the artist and comes with…
-Hey. -[sighs] Hey.
How's your evening going? Well?
Super happy. Great.
It's just great.
-Fucking awesome. -You feeling a little too fucking awesome?
-No. -No?
I'm fine. [chuckles]
[sighs] Are you on drugs?
[clicks tongue, sighs] Oh, Caye, Caye, Caye.
Can I not be doing well unless I'm with you?
[scoffs] The royal arrogance. Two points.
-And you? -[Caye] What about me?
You can't have a prince, so you chase the king of soccer? No?
-[chuckles] -[Caye scoffs]
Ah, I figured it out. That's what this is.
Two Long Island iced teas.
Wow. They don't have anything with more alcohol?
You don't control me.
No, never.
Getting anything?
-I ordered two gin and tonics. -[Phillipe] Mm!
Two gin and tonics. Mm.
Perfect for getting to know someone.
-Oh wow. You got it. -[both chuckle]
Ah, thanks.
[inhales sharply] I mean, maybe that's what we have to do.
-What is? -[Phillipe] Open up more to other people.
Stop being… so stuck on each other.
[Caye] Mm-hmm.
[sighs] Caye, what you and I feel… is very special.
[gentle music playing]
But I don't think it's going anywhere, honestly.
Because you're held back by your need to look after me.
And I'm held back by the constant need to never disappoint you.
So, it's probably best we go our separate ways.
And… and breathe freer.
[takes a deep breath] No?
Sure.
-[Phillipe] Hmm? -[Caye] Mm-hmm.
-[Phillipe chuckles] -[Benjamín] Do I hear 15,000? 15,000.
Going once. Going twice.
Thank you, sir.
[Benjamín continues speaking indistinctly]
[gentle music swells]
[footsteps approaching]
[Omar] What the fuck, Bilal?
[Bilal] Hey. Now that you're both here,
I feel awful you guys are fighting because of me.
Shut up.
I need to think.
[suspenseful music playing]
I've tried to figure out what to do.
Should I tell Ari and Mencía or maybe call the police directly?
I don't know, man. I'm lost. This is way above my pay grade.
Maybe we should call the police. Don't you think?
Fuck it. Of course we should call. Come on.
No. Don't call them.
[Omar] Then who?
Fucking Benjamín? No way.
[Samu typing]
Rebe.
[takes a deep breath] She and I helped Guzmán dump this guy in the lake.
Excuse me?
[Samu sighs]
This very beautiful Bohemian glass goblet,
property of our beloved Herrera de Miguel family
for over six generations,
which has a starting price of 15,000 euros.
Who will offer 15,000?
Ah? Sold.
-[gavel bangs] -[Benjamín] The next lot.
Mixed-media oil and collage.
The work of the virtuosic hands of Argentinean artist Gabriela Rosales.
-A starting price of 12,000 euros. -[Jess chuckles]
One-of-a-kind diamond necklace, crafted with olivine
from the Kilauea volcano
in Hawaii, inspired by the extinct Russian Czarist Empire.
With a starting price of 200,000 euros.
[cell phone vibrating]
[upbeat music playing]
-[cell phone beeps] -What's cookin', Samuel?
[ominous music playing]
What?
And it's sold.
[guests applaud]
[mellow pop music playing]
Charge this for me and keep an eye on it.
Okay. Excuse me, sir. Please, can you charge this phone?
Yeah? Thank you.
[typing]
Menci. Uh, I have a favor to ask you.
I'm busy enough with the auction.
Yeah, uh, the thing is, this is an emergency, you know?
I need to pop out for a moment.
It'll be just a sec, but I'll be back.
Could be longer, or it might be quick, but I'll be back.
Can you stay with Jess?
[chuckles] You're kidding, right?
Look at her.
So drunk, she doesn't know where she is. Stumbling all over.
I can't leave her along because she might crack her head, crash--
Rebeka, you're asking your ex to look after your… I don't know.
-I don't know. Your girlfriend? -We're just friends.
Okay. Your "just friend." No. I mean, I don't care.
I wouldn't ask you to do it if it weren't important.
Please, Menci.
I'll go get her. Thanks.
[Patrick] Sorry about earlier.
[Cruz] Ah, no problem. Don't worry.
You feeling better?
[sighs] Yeah.
What happened with your father?
I always felt like an outsider in this family.
You know?
As if I had to apologize for having survived
the accident that killed my mother.
[takes a deep breath] Clearly, my dad wanted a different type of son.
They all want a different type of Patrick.
[Cruz scoffs]
Everyone.
-Nobody loves me as I am. -[Cruz] Come on.
-Don't say that. -[Patrick scoffs]
No, seriously. I'm over it.
No one ever notices me.
Like, I do my own fucking thing,
I keep not needing anyone, and I can still get whatever I want.
And I'm sick of it.
That's not true.
That no one notices you.
No one.
Not possible.
[energetic music playing]
[Mencía typing]
["You Ain't Takin' My Man" playing]
Holy shit.
-You seem kinda intelligent. -Yeah. That's 'cause I am intelligent.
That's 'cause you an intelligent bitch. [chuckles]
Why'd you let her get away, then? Hmm?
What do you mean?
You still seem to like her a bit. A little.
[clicks tongue] You know, she won't stop talking about you.
It's like, "Menci this." It's like, "Menci that." You know?
-"Menci." She calls you that. -Yeah, I know. She calls me Menci.
[scoffs] Hmm.
-You can imagine that gets under my skin-- -[Mencía] Listen.
I have to work, okay? So would you mind not…?
[imitates zipping]
Appreciate it. Thank you.
[Jess scoffs] Mm.
Mm. [smacks lips]
Excuse me?
Can I please have another one of these?
Thanks.
[clears throat] Mm.
You like that she talks about you, right?
I mean, if you like her, she's all yours, dude.
No problemo.
If you wanna be with her, I'll step aside, hundo P.
Thanks.
But… say it, you know? Be clear.
But what you can't do is reject her and be there, constantly just…
[takes a deep breath] …orbiting around her.
Tell her you're out of the picture because I'm already fed up
with her talking about you all day.
What? Not gonna say anything?
I mean, like, if you'd rather go on
doing damage but playing the victim… [scoffs]
[takes a deep breath] Well, great, sugar.
Like, what can I say?
But be careful, okay?
[chuckles] Yeah. Because you might have to deal with me.
And if you come between Rebe and me… [inhales sharply]
…I'll get you out of the picture.
Yeah, sure. I'll make sure she finds out what a shit person you are.
So you won't fucking see her ever again.
I swear. [chuckles]
Understand?
I gotta pee. I've been holdin' it for a while. Cool.
[cell phone clatters]
[guests murmuring]
[Jess chuckles lightly]
[scoffs]
["You Ain't Takin' My Man" continues playing]
[ominous music playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[Caye sighs]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[Caye sighs deeply]
[Samu grunting]
[straining]
Holy-- That's a fuckin' smell.
[grunts, inhales sharply]
-Rebe, c'mon. -Absolutely not.
Man, that smell is seeping into my bone marrow.
-I can't. Let Omar help. -No. Don't drag Omar into this.
At least try. C'mon.
No, I can't do it, dude. I can't.
Rebe, we did it once before.
Then he had just died. Now he might decompose in our hands.
-Who knows? -Just try. Please.
Don't think about it. Just grab.
Grab that.
[Samu grunts]
[Rebe retches]
-[coughs, groans] -[flies buzzing]
[Rebe groans, continues coughing]
[sniffles, retches, coughs]
I told you, man. I can't, Samuel. I told you that.
Hey. Omar's fucking upset.
[gentle music playing]
[Rebe takes a deep breath] Oh God.
[Omar exhales, sniffles]
Omar. Omar, hon. We wanted to keep you out of it to protect you.
Who knew about this?
Guzmán, Rebe, and I.
And Ander?
Who knows? Guzmán might've told him, but it's hard to say.
Dude! When exactly did you guys become a bunch of murderers?
-Hey. We didn't kill him, okay? -[Omar] And?
You're accomplices.
Uh, sorry, but let's not lose perspective here.
The world's way better without this piece of shit in it, okay?
I mean, he was a victimizer, abuser, rapist. Should I go on?
And you gave me shit because of a computer?
Can you help us? We really need you, man.
For what?
Are we sinking him again? Ten-hut.
We're just a bunch of fucking kids!
We don't know what we're doing with our lives,
never mind how to handle a body! That's it.
-We're gonna call the police now. -[Samu] No.
-Think about Guzmán and the two of us. -Can you think about me? Huh?
What about me, dude?
-I found him. I know everything now. -I'm sorry, Omar.
Things just are how they are, okay? You're my best friend. You always will be.
Well, now your best friend is telling you to call the police, okay?
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic sting]
A FRESH START. KISSES, ARMANDO
[Mencía chuckles]
[Armando laughs]
[dramatic sting]
[tense music continues playing]
Fine.
I'll call them.
But I'm asking you one last favor.
You don't know anything.
Hurry up. Leave.
[tense music building]
911
[line ringing]
[line continues ringing]
[cell phone vibrating]
-[call disconnects] -[vibrating stops]
EMERGENCIES
[dramatic clang]
[thunder rumbling]
[thunder crashes]
[dramatic, echoing sting]
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