The main thing is we have this.
Who could it be at this hour?
Samuel, I need to talk to you.
Alone.
After my mom died, my family was always on the verge of collapse.
But there is a fine thread
that joins us all,
and…
although it looks as though it could break at any moment, it always holds on.
If you give that SIM card to the police, the thread will break forever.
I will accept whatever you decide.
If you choose to protect yourself…
I'll understand.
Okay?
I know Samuel and know how he looked at me when we spoke.
He loves me and he likes you.
He won't give up the card. We can relax.
I can't remember a thing.
Right, and that's because we had the best time.
The Ibiza paradox. The less you remember, the better.
Always live for the moment.
Good morning.
Hi.
Remember Ibiza at all?
No.
We took too many drugs.
Iván, why are you so worried?
Check your stories. You had an amazing time.
Did anything weird happen?
What do you mean?
Look, we went to my empire and we had a great fucking time.
And thanking me wouldn't hurt.
Try to remember anything.
I keep trying, but I can't.
Come on, dude. Join us!
What did I do?
And you?
Did you join in?
The thing is I…
I look at Isadora and she seems relaxed, right?
-Relaxed? -Otherwise, she wouldn't be like that.
Iván, please.
Don't mess with me.
I couldn't have done that, man.
I'm not that kind of guy!
What about me? Am I that kind of guy?
No, man, that's not what I…
Phillipe.
I need you to disappear.
I need to fucking delete you
from my head,
Patrick.
You guys hooked up?
-You could have told me. -Like you told me you fucked him too.
Excuse me? Am I the only one here who hasn't fucked him?
Is he that good in the sack?
You focus on Rebeka, babe.
Rebeka is history.
He sent the audio to you.
No, he got mixed up because he was high.
Maybe he mixed the names up
and he meant, "I need to delete you from my head, Ari."
I don't think so. Wrong number.
-Yes. -I'm sure.
Look, screw you two.
I won't fuck up their lives. Not Ari's.
Benjamín will help me with the trial as promised.
He'll help me secure my future and we'll all be happy.
Sure, that's how integrity dies,
with false promises of getting ahead in life.
Apart from loving Ari, I want to get ahead and survive.
Does that turn me into a jerk?
Give the card back to Mencía.
Try to get her back while you're at it.
This is fucking unbelievable.
-Fucking unbelievable. -What?
You won't go to jail being innocent.
You want to see them as family.
Blinded by their pool, their promises and whatnot.
But your family is in Morocco.
Also, Omar is by your side no matter what you decide.
And I put myself on the line for you, man.
I lost the love of my life.
It's okay. I did it 'cause I wanted to.
Lovers come and go, but friends stay.
And you are my best friend.
Know what you are to him?
A goddamn stone in his shoe, and he'll get rid of you fast.
Get that in your fucking head.
Yes?
Caye, I need your help.
I can't.
-I've been fired. I'm picking up my stuff. -It's urgent. Please.
She denies anything happened.
But I know it did.
Or not. I'm not sure.
I can't remember.
Why do you think that?
We were all so high, around her and…
I don't think we were in control of our actions.
Caye, not that look again.
Maybe it's all in my head.
Now it's all in your head?
Hell, Phillipe.
I'm trying to do the right thing!
Where is she? I want to talk to her.
I meant to ask you that.
Maybe she'll open up to you.
And you can talk it over.
Hey.
Just what I needed.
How was Ibiza?
Awesome, thanks.
Man, I said it yesterday and I'll say it now. Leave me alone.
Right.
So now that you're not tripping in Ibiza, you've forgotten your message.
What message?
The one you sent Ari.
By mistake, because it was meant for me.
"I need to fucking delete you from my head, Patrick."
I got the names wrong, okay?
Because I was high as a kite and because you really hurt me.
But it was meant for Ari.
In any case,
it doesn't matter who I sent it to, because…
I'm moving to Qatar with Dad.
What?
I'm looking forward to sun and the beach all year long.
I'm sick of this shitty cold weather.
Isadora?
I'm naked, baby.
Don't worry. I figured you weren't showering in a wetsuit.
I'll talk to you from out here.
What do you want?
Er… I just…
I just want you to know I'm with you.
And that
I'm here for whatever you need.
I'll believe you
and support you till the end.
What do you mean?
Are you the one taking drugs here?
I'm talking about Ibiza.
Gossiping with Phillipe behind my back?
He came to me because he's scared for you.
I told him a thousand times.
And this makes it a thousand and one.
Nothing happened.
Okay? Nothing.
Fine.
No pressure. You have the right not to speak.
But you also have the right to speak if you want to.
It'll be okay if that's what you want.
Isa?
Baby…
I know that you crave your revenge,
that you're dying for your "I told you so" moment,
and want me to be a victim like you.
But I'm not a victim
and won't give you the satisfaction.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
Phillipe can't remember because he passed out like the rest.
Period. Let it go now, please.
Okay, fine.
As you wish.
My offer of support will never expire.
Never.
Also, I'm not the janitor anymore.
Benjamín fired me for sneaking into his office, so…
I could tell you about it over a drink.
We can be friends whenever you want.
Or whenever you need.
Just call me, okay?
Give me that SIM card. I'll take it to the Guardia Civil.
I don't trust you.
You'll trick me for Ari's sake.
She said she'd accept whatever I did.
I hope she meant it.
What's the hurry?
Samuel!
Samuel.
Where are you?
At the Guardia Civil station.
I see.
Listen.
Before you do this,
I'd like the opportunity to talk to you in person.
Just do it for…
the relationship of trust we've had,
which you might think I've broken.
I'm asking you, begging you…
to do it for me and my family.
I hope that you let me talk to you face to face.
Samuel?
All right.
Let's meet at your place.
I need you to take your siblings out tonight.
Don't come back until I call you.
I have to talk to him alone.
Dude, don't…
I think she's passed out.
She's out for the count.
Come on, dude. Join in!
It was fucking great.
-Wasn't it fucking great? -Shut up.
Hey.
What are you doing, you jerk?
Stop filming!
Relax, Your Highness.
This is awesome as fuck!
Stop!
Iván!
We need to help Isadora, man.
Hey! Watch the door.
She had passed out!
What? She was giving it all. We were partying, we were so high.
-So? That's no excuse. -Let's see…
She told us to strip off and let go.
She was horny as hell.
That's no excuse! She could have kissed everyone!
-She had passed out! -Really?
And it's you, of all people, who comes to me with those nuances?
See if you get this nuance.
Stop, Phillipe!
Stop!
I'll kill you!
You were at that party too!
-We didn't do anything! -You would, if you hadn't zonked out.
-Stop it! -Let me go!
We're going to do this right. That's it.
Son of a bitch. Let's go.
Oh, my messed-up Barbie.
I'm gonna miss you so much.
Me too.
Without you, these hallways…
-But I'll see you outside, right? -You'd better.
Sure.
Now I'll focus on what I want, but we'll see each other.
We could start something together.
Like what?
Porcelain nails.
Porcelain nails?
-I'm serious. Don't laugh! -Okay. No.
-Listen, damn it! -Okay.
I'll put up the money. My old lady will. I'm broke.
You do the designs and we'll make bank. You're a rock star!
I'm totally serious.
-I never thought about it, but maybe-- -Exactly.
-Wow! -That's some storm isn't it?
Yeah.
Listen…
What about you and Mencía?
Rebe, life is too short.
I know.
Don't waste it wondering what could have happened. Text her.
Imagine you start liking guys and moving to Qatar?
Iván is in for a shock.
-Sibling evening? -Yes, please!
Wait outside, okay?
WE'RE MEETING AT SAMU'S FOR A DRINK. WANT TO JOIN US?
Shall we?
She's coming.
I'm such an idiot.
Qatar, huh?
-Yes. -Can I sit here with you?
I don't think it's a good idea.
When are you leaving?
This weekend.
I'd like to say goodbye to you.
Say goodbye with you.
I'll be outside.
We weren't discussing anything special.
Iván.
To what do I owe this surprise?
Well…
You…
You told me to text you when I was ready to come over to your side.
I just skipped the texting part.
I'm sorry.
Weren't you working today?
I got fired.
Really?
I'll tell you about it over a drink, if you like.
But, in short, I guess it just had to happen.
I've been unhappy.
And I was happy, too, on that side. I don't know.
But it was starting to drag me down.
I had stopped fighting for what I wanted.
Good thing I said, "in short."
What a rant. I'm sorry.
So welcome, Cayetana. Welcome back.
There's nothing I'd like more than a normal plan with you.
A normal coffee or a normal beer.
Well, there's nothing I'd like more than listening to you rant so…
it's a perfect idea.
You know what?
There's a bar next door that serves tapas the size of a normal meal.
Would you like to go?
-Yeah, sure. -Yeah?
Listen…
-What? -Let's go for it.
Let's get this out of the way. It's too much tension.
Or for me, at least.
I'm here.
Hi, Patrick.
Hasn't my dad given you the keys yet?
I don't expect any less from him now.
Thanks for listening to my dad.
-He's waiting for you by the pool. -Okay.
CRUZ: I WANT TO SEE YOU NOW
-Girls, something important came up. -What is it?
-Get another cab. Call you later. -Seriously?
-Patrick! -But Patrick!
-This is so Patrick. -Pure Patrick.
Let's get another cab. Where to?
I have an idea.
Hi, handsome.
Not here.
Where then?
Inside.
What's he doing here?
Let's stop running away, okay?
Yeah. Good thing I borrowed your keys, because Samu's not here yet.
He's taking too long and I'm starting to worry.
God, there's a huge storm coming.
Yeah, it's about to start raining.
Samu.
- I'm at Benjamín's. I can't talk now. -What are you doing there?
-I'll call you later. -Samuel.
-Is everything okay? -Yes.
Stuff going on at home.
-He's at Benjamín's. -You see?
I told you, man. He'll mess it up because of fucking Ari.
Hang on a minute. Someone's at the door.
Oh, my. It's Mencía.
And fucking Ari too.
What? In my house?
It's not your house, but they're here.
-What the hell are they doing? -Who knows? Just a sec.
-Hi. -Hi.
-I finally came. -And fucking Ari came too.
Samuel isn't here.
I know. He's at my house.
He's having a civil, British conversation with my dad,
so don't worry about him.
While you talk, I'll get a drink.
I haven't had one in a while, so…
Omar, I'll call you later. I can't talk now. Bye.
It was a bit dirty,
sneaking into your house.
Desperate people do desperate things.
It was I who put you in that position.
You know, for a while now,
I've realized that my family is falling apart,
and you are the only one who's been with me unconditionally.
What did I give you in return?
Nothing but pipe dreams and favors that never materialized.
So here's everything I owe you,
in a more tangible form.
Pre-admission to the Saïd Business School
at the University of Oxford.
Accommodation, tuition fees…
It's all on me.
And a monthly allowance of 3,000 euros for your expenses.
No questions, no explanations…
complete trust.
All for keeping quiet, right?
When you finish, you'll join
the management team of my holding company.
It's all signed.
Samuel, what I'm offering you
is a lifetime in the place where you belong,
the place you have earned.
Right now…
my life is in your hands,
but so is yours.
Is this how the world works?
People like me giving up their principles for money.
Come on, now.
You've been by my side because you expected this in return.
You were the closest to a father I ever had.
Want to talk about Ibiza? Let's talk about it.
If what you're suggesting really happened,
then I am a victim.
Right?
And what are you? The repeat offender.
I didn't do anything.
Oh, what a coincidence. You, of all people, didn't do anything.
If I tell everyone, I'm sure they'll believe me.
Honestly, Phillipe. It's best for both of us if you stop.
And no.
Nothing happened.
Forget about it.
Okay? Get it out of your head. Enough, please.
Isa…
I don't know if I ever told you…
but I really like you.
What's that about?
Well, the thing is, I want what's best for you
I'll do anything to make sure you're okay.
You can trust me.
And you can ask me for help.
Whatever you do,
whatever you decide,
whether it happened or not,
whether you want to forget or not,
you'll still be my empress.
Don't ever forget that.
Nobody's ever said that to me before.
Thank you.
I mean it, baby. Thank you.
-So you had sex again? -I'm sorry.
-It was a mistake. -Was it?
Thanks, man.
You could run away and get married in fucking Bali, for all I care.
Was this your plan?
The two of you hurting me?
Patrick, I want to thank you,
since you helped me see a part of me
that I've been denying my whole life.
A part of me I don't like
and I'm not ready for.
But…
it exists, thanks to you.
It's real, it's out,
and it's up to me to manage it.
I don't know how,
but I will.
What I won't be doing again is sleeping with you
because, don't get me wrong, you are just a kid.
I'm too old for this.
I've had enough of this sick game
of you running to me when my son hurts you,
because, actually, the truth is
he is the one you are in love with.
Iván…
forgive me.
Stop, Dad. I don't care.
Both of you, leave me the hell alone!
I don't have feelings for him. You can keep him for good!
-Iván. -No, stay here.
Don't move.
I turned down Qatar.
We're staying, if that's okay.
All that nonsense you said
about staying away from Patrick
was only to shut me up.
You want to be with him.
That's not the reason for staying.
It's because, for the first time, you are happy somewhere
and you have friends.
You found someone special.
Son, look at me.
You should experience this for yourself.
I'd never forgive myself if you didn't because of me.
I want you to be happy.
And I want us to have a home, like normal fathers and sons do.
You are everything to me, Iván.
I love you.
I love you so much, son.
We're going to stay.
So that you have a chance at happiness.
A happiness I've never allowed myself to experience.
Get back in there
and go get him.
Go, son.
Excuse me.
Patrick?
The guy sitting with us.
He paid and left.
You don't know where, do you?
I am not your father,
but if you give me that SIM card,
you'll never want for anything.
And…
And if that's not enough,
name your price.
Not everything can be bought.
And you wonder why you're alone?
Come on, Samuel.
Give me the fucking card.
Or what?
You have nothing else to offer.
Will you take it by force?
No.
That'd mean getting your hands dirty,
when others do your dirty work for you.
Give me that card!
Give it to me!
-Let go! -The card!
What can I do for you?
I'm here to…
I'm here to file a report.
I've been raped.
Help me get him out.
We were arguing and he slipped. It was an accident, I swear.
Call an ambulance. Come on! Do something!
-Here. -What are you doing?
-Let me think! -Think what?
We need to help him!
-Hurry! -Can't you see it's too late?
They'll blame me for this.
If I'm charged, this family is finished forever.
Do you hear me?
Son, you and I need to sort this out.
Together. Father and son.
Okay?
Don't leave me alone, please.
Thank you.
I love you.
Wait here, okay? Wait.
What's wrong?
We'd better stop.
What do you mean?
This? Making out now?
Or our thing?
Mencía, I realized that I…
I love myself without needing you.
And I think I need to be alone now.
Patrick, honey.
What?
Yes, we're on our way.
Ari, not now.
Mencía, we have to go home.
Patrick called. Something happened with Dad and Samuel.
-What? -Let's go.
Hi, Rebe. Is Samu there yet?
What?
I'll get changed and go.
Okay.
Almost done.
We'll get him in the car and drop him off at a hospital.
Like a dog? No.
We can't give ourselves up, Patrick.
Dad?
Why are they here?
Patrick? Samuel?
Hide the body.
I called them.
-You did what? -I called them.
Why did you call them? Hide the body behind the bushes.
Go! I'll take care of them.
-Dad! -What is it?
Where is Samuel?
He's left.
What do you mean? Patrick called me in a state.
He called you? What for?
What are you hiding from us?
What?
Ari.
Samu.
Samu!
Samu, are you okay?
What happened? Where's Samuel?
I said he left. I don't know.
How? His bike is outside.
Dad!
Don't call him, please.
Easy. You need help.
Your dad did this.
-Let me go, please. -No. You're delusional.
Let me go.
Samu!
Samuel, wait!
Samuel!
Out of my house.
If you hurt him, I'll kill you!
Patrick!
Patrick…
-Samu! -Samu!
Hey!
What did he do to you?
It was… It was an accident.
It was an accident.
Patrick, tell them.
-It was Samu's fault. -No! Enough!
-What did you do?! -Nothing!
-What did you do?! -Nothing. He slipped!
It's very urgent.
He just slipped. Samu!
-Samu, tell them you slipped. -Stop it!
Stop now!
I just called the police.
It was him. He did it.
Samu…
Samuel.
Look at me, man.
No!
Samu…
Samu, look at me.
Samu…
Samu, please.
No…
Samu, look at me. Samu…
Samu…
Hey, Samu,
we're going home, man.
Samu…
Hold on, okay? We're going now.
Hey…
Subtitle translation by: Ron Sawyer