- [student 1] They're right there! - [student 2] Where?
- [student 1] Do something. - [student 2] Like what?
- [car honking] - [student 1] Hey! Okay. [laughs]
[cheers, laughs]
- [student 1 cheering] -Music!
["Entre El Mar Y Una Estrella" on radio]
Stop recording me.
- [student 1] Leave me alone. -Stop recording me!
[student 1] Leave me alone!
[laughing, vocalizes]
- [grunts] - [student 1] No!
[music continues]
[student 1] I'm going to kill you!
I'm going to kill you, dude. You made me drop my camera.
- [student 2] Oh! [laughs] - What's wrong with you?
I'm gonna kill you...
Come here!
[both chuckle]
Pedro!
- [laughs] - [student 2] Come here, Pedrito! Huh?
[student 1] Hey, no...
This is the best! Dani, here!
You're missing the party.
It's our last party. Come on, come here. Come here, man. Come here.
[Dani] But this video is for posterity, dude.
[groans] Please! My balls, Dani.
Where will you be in 20 years?
That's easy. Activist for human rights.
[student 2, student 3] Aw.
Well, so I...
[all] Doctors Without Borders!
[mock laughs]
Mmm... Don't know.
- [Dani] Next! - [student 2] What?
Oscar for Best Documentary.
[all cheer]
Y'all know where you can find me. In the White House!
[students cheer, chuckle]
- [Dani] President! - Right on.
Where do I picture myself in 20 years?
Honestly, I have no idea.
But I mean, it's really not that important for me now, right?
I only hope that we'll all still be together...
- [student 3] Who wants a beer? - [student 2 & 1] I do! Me!
- [Dani] Me too. - [laughs]
- [student 2, student 3, Dani] Cheers! - [gags]
- [both laugh] - [student 4] Allow me, sweetie.
- [student 2] Ah! - [Pedro] I got you.
[Dani] What's up, Anita? Pretty drunk yet?
- I'm so plastered! - [Dani laughs]
- [Dani] Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. - [student 4] It's Alejandro! No!
[Dani] Hey, help! Guys!
- [student 5] He's in bad shape. -Stop recording! Stop!
Dani! Hey! Put the camera down! Come on!
- [student 5] Breathe! - [Pedro] Alejandro! Alejandro! Alejandro!
[tires screech]
- [Dani sobs] - [breathes heavily]
[grunts]
[grunts, breathes heavily]
[inhales deeply]
[panting]
In the lower third,
we'll begin by just moving a bit of chin below, prolonging it.
And what's more, we'll place some hyaluronic acid
to better fill in your nose.
And here, in the upper third,
we'll just inject some Botox.
Here, and here.
Follow me.
I want you to look at yourself in the mirror.
I've been thinking, what if we tried uplifting your neck?
- [cell phone beeps] - What do you think?
Book a session with Sandra for Tuesday.
Tell her what you want done, and...
UNKNOWN: Tomorrow. Alumni reunion.
Be there or I'll tell it all.
Um, I'll pop in on Tuesday.
All right? And the lift-job is pro bono.
- [sound of waves] - [Dani] Action!
Why are you saying "action" if you aren't even ready?
- Are you ready or not? - [Ana, Dani] We're ready!
Son of a bitch! Get ready! Colombia, here we come!
[Ana, Dani cheering]
- [cheering] - Here we go!
- Let's go! - [laughing]
Let's go, Pedro. Come on!
Dani! [chuckles]
[cheering continues]
[cheering fades]
[cell phone beeps]
Where's your restroom?
[Dani] Did you tell your dad?
Fuck my dad. We're going to Colombia, baby.
- We're going to Colombia. - [Dani] Say it again. To camera.
[both] We're going to Colombia!
[Dani] Not that. About your dad.
Oh, you heard "fuck my dad." Is that it?
[dryer blowing]
Go fuck yourself, with your Doctors Without Borders!
- We're all going to Washington! - [everyone cheers]
- President! - [all] President! Rah, rah, rah!
President, president! Rah, rah, rah!
- Long live the president! - [shouting]
[cell phone beeps]
[child] They won't stop teasing me.
[toaster pops]
About my glasses, about my big teeth now.
He yelled "braces" at me in front of the whole table.
And everybody started yelling "brace face, brace face".
I'm so sick of it, Mom.
Mom... Mom?
Mom, careful! Mom!
[sizzling]
- [water running] - [sizzling]
- What happened? - I burnt a pancake, Carmencita.
- Help me please with that. - Okay.
You're in luck, I'm going to give you money for the cafeteria.
Hurry up, you'll miss the bus.
Hurry! You must share it.
Hey, Luis, tell Zoe that having glasses and braces only lasts a few years,
but always being a bitter butthole will last forever.
I can't say that to her.
[sighs] No, you can't.
- Good luck! - [door slams]
[line ringing]
- [shutters clicking] - [cell phone buzzing]
[Pedro] Um...
[buzzing continues]
Forty-three years ago, my mother crossed the border
while pregnant...
...uh, pursuing a better future path for her son.
Now, very lamentably...
...uh, most persons who cross the border illegally
often are considered, by many, to be a threat.
For me, they represent a humanitarian problem.
Uh, like all of you, I want to see a Miami
that's capable of welcoming those immigrants and refugees.
But most of all, I want it to stop thinking of them as a threat,
because they aren't.
Um...
I know, I know.
[sighs] I know that fucking sucked.
I became nervous. I'm much more nervous when you're around.
- I wish you wouldn't come. - Look them in the eye.
Do you trust people who don't meet you eye to eye?
Well, they don't either. What about that?
Ana, don't take this the wrong way.
But Pedro already has a campaign team.
We know perfectly well how he will speak, move, smile...
May I speak to my husband alone?
Thanks.
- What are you doing here, Ana? - The message.
What message?
[cell phone buzzes]
[vomits]
[sighs]
See you later. Love you. Mom.
[parent] Well, when Marcos introduced me to Isabel,
they hadn't been dating for very long,
but I knew immediately that my son was totally in love.
And I get it. Isabel, you are an extraordinary woman.
- You know it, she knows it. - [chuckles] No.
Any man with half a brain must fall head over heels in love with her.
- [Isabel] Cheers. - [parent] Cheers.
[parent] Welcome.
- Babe, are you okay? - Yeah.
Very sorry, they need me at the clinic. It's urgent.
- Now? - Yeah.
If it's important.
- I'll see you at home. - Yes, honey.
- Ciao. - Love you.
- See you later. - Yes. Pardon me.
[parent] Goodbye.
[sighs]
[tires squeal]
[thunder rumbles]
[electronic music playing]
[music continues]
[Pedro] Marcos?
[Marcos] Pedro.
Where's Ana?
Hey!
[Ana] Hi.
- [kisses] - How are you?
- Good, and you? - Well.
I thought I'd be the first to arrive.
No, no. We arrived... When?
We got here at 12...
20 minutes ago.
Yeah. Always so punctual, Anita.
[chuckling] Dani! Dani.
- It's been so long. - Mmm. It has been, hasn't it?
- [Marcos sighs] - Did you get the text message?
[sighs] Yeah.
All of us got it, right?
Yeah, but not all of us are here.
What are you trying to say?
Sofía isn't here.
Just because she's not here doesn't mean that she won't show.
She's not here yet, but...
And you think it was her or what?
I don't know, Marcos. I just know that something is wrong.
Because there are five of us...
Sofía would never pull anything like this.
- Well, it's been... - [Ana] Stop.
You haven't seen her in 20 years. And people change.
You know what? I need a drink.
You guys want something?
- Tequila. - [Marcos] Tequila.
Can I have a shot of tequila and another with aguardiente, please?
You are the family I choose.
I love you.
I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you, ever.
I love you more than my precious life.
Understand?
[Sofía] Don't see yourself, doctor?
It's painful for me too.
We don't realize how much we've changed until we see ourselves.
Another one, please.
Beginning to think you wouldn't come.
We didn't have a choice.
[Dani] Sofía!
Dani! [gasps]
- Let me look at you. - [Dani chuckles]
It doesn't make sense to me.
- I'm so happy to see you. - Such a long time, right?
Yes, too long. Look who's here.
- Hi, Pedrito. - Hello.
Oh, Pedrito.
- Ana Vargas. - Sofía.
Long time, huh?
[tapping microphone]
[guest] Hello? Hello? Is this on?
Can you hear me? Can... Can you hear me?
Uh, yo. Hello.
If everybody can hear me, uh, come on up.
If you can hear my voice, follow the voice.
How you doing? Hi, everybody.
First of all, I'd just like to welcome you all.
God, it's so good to see all the university grads
after all these years, huh?
Looks like last time we met we all had a little more hair.
The men did. The men. [chuckles]
Look, these reunions,
they're about meeting the people who were instrumental in our lives.
They're also about remembering the ones who are no longer with us.
And although some friends have left us already,
they still remain very much alive in our memory.
So tonight, I have the great honor of thanking Rodrigo and Marisa Vilas,
the parents of our dear colleague, Alejandro,
for their generous donation they made
for the construction of a new library at the university.
[applause]
[Ana] Don't stop, don't stop.
[panting] You love to be in charge, don't you?
[moans] I'm embarrassed being in charge.
[Alejandro] The worst part is, you're good at it.
[both laugh]
That's why you got the scholarship.
Before you know it, you'll be president of the legislature.
Shut up, you idiot.
[breathes heavily]
[Alejandro] I'm glad you get what you want.
I believe in you. I believe in you.
Don't ever doubt that.
[Pedro] ...much of who I am today, I owe to him.
So I would like to raise my glass...
...to Alejandro.
That not a day goes by that... that I don't think of him.
- To Alejandro. - [crowd claps]
[Sofía] What an excellent bullshitter. He'll do great in politics.
What is he doing? Campaigning?
- [Ana] What the hell was that? - What?
Someone had to say something.
You know what, guys? This is... This is bullshit.
- I'm leaving. - [Sofía] What?
- Yeah. - Where are you going?
The message said to come, right? Well, we're here but nothing's happening.
So, bye. Good luck.
[cell phones beep]
One million dollars each.
At midnight on friday I'll send you instructions
on where to bring the money.
I don't have a million dollars, okay?
And you really think I do, Dani?
[Dani] What do I know? I haven't heard shit from you in 20 years.
I don't even have enough money for a lawyer. [sobs]
"One million dollars each.
"Midnight on Friday, I'll send you further instructions
"on where to bring the money."
What's this? This is absurd.
[laughs] You think this is absurd? You just write a check and you're done.
- What do you know? - What do I know about what?
You pack Botox in all of Miami.
[Marcos] The clinic belongs to my dad.
Maybe you can get your daddy to help bail you out of this mess too.
Ah, have him help me?
Like my dad didn't help all of us 20 years ago? You should thank him.
Okay, stop. Stop! Stop fighting.
Do you want to go to jail? That's what's going to happen, you moron.
- Got it? - Marcos, stop!
- Stop! - That's what's going to happen!
Stop it, Marcos, please.
Stop it, Marcos. That's enough.
It's not important who has money and who doesn't. We're not paying.
[Sofía sobs] Ana, please.
There's no fixing it, Ana. We've fucked it up.
Hang on a moment.
Who do you think sent those texts?
[breathing heavily]
In theory, we're the only ones who know, right?
Are you crazy? Don't you realize this could send us to prison?
- No one here's to prison. - Really?
No, the statute of limitations on this crime has expired years ago.
There's no statute of limitations on murder.
That's enough. We need to start calming down.
We have to be precise with our moves and how to deal with this problem.
Completely. And whatever we decide, we must do it together.
We better come to a decision.
We don't exactly make the best decisions when we're together, Dani.
[Sofía] We all have to come to an agreement?
- [Ana pants, sniffles] - [Marcos sighs]
[beeping, police radio chatter]
- Detective. - [detective 1] Thank you.
[detective 2] Same old story every year.
They graduate and...
- They check the VIN number? - Um...
[detective 2] Bet you anything it's his dad's car.
[detective 1] ...Yes.
- What do we know about the other driver? - Um...
It says that she struck her head on the... on the windshield.
And, um...
...there's a piece of metal stuck in her neck.
What a fuckin' mess.
They reported it?
What? Ye... Uh, yes. Yes, um...
They were patrolling along this road and they, guess, came across it.
Why is that back door open?
[detective 2] Maybe it opened on impact.
Maybe they opened it.
You guys touch anything?
[technician] No.
Or maybe there was someone else in the car?
Hey. Two cars, two dead people.
Unless the medical examiner says otherwise, it's an accident.
Where are you going?
To inform the next of kin. Do you have the addresses?
Yes.
But we're not finished here, are we?
[detective 2] Come on. I don't like doing it over the phone.
Detective John Sullivan, Miami PD.
[gate buzzes, opens]
- [Sullivan] Mrs. Vilas? - Yes?
He told us he was coming back late.
But I woke up at 4:00 and... And I didn't see him, so...
I felt something has happened to him.
[Rodrigo breathes shakily]
[Marisa sobs]
Usually when he goes out, I can't sleep.
So I called him at 4:00... at 5:00 or...
[breathes shakily]
But he didn't answer his cell phone.
[detective] We didn't find a cell phone.
[Sullivan] Is there anything else you can think of?
Anything at all that... [sighs] that might be helpful to us?
Hey, Peterson. Do me a favor?
Could you... Last night's accident.
Double-check Alejandro Vilas's personal items
and see if we somehow missed a cell phone?
Okay.
I'll text you the number as soon as I get it.
Thanks so much. Bye.
[Pedro, clears throat]
- And you are? - And you are?
Pedro. My mom works here.
Do you know each other?
Are you... friends, I mean?
We became friends when... we were little.
- [sniffling] - I'm so sorry.
[sobs]
I still can't believe he's...
This is a nightmare.
[Sullivan] Just a couple more questions, okay?
[sighs] Did you guys drink?
Maybe one beer.
His mom said he was driving back from the party.
Were you also with him?
Yes.
We popped over to the beachfront to celebrate finishing college.
- What beach? - Key Largo.
That's kind of a bit out there, isn't it?
Alejandro didn't mind driving.
And then he... what?
He came back on his own.
So he went home,
and the rest of you just kept partying?
Why?
Did anything happen at the party?
[shouting] Help me!
No.
Nothing happened.
Alejandro wasn't feeling well. He wanted to go home.
So how'd you get home?
Taxi.
Who called for the taxi?
[scoffs]
I don't remember. We were drunk!
Maybe Marcos? I don't know. Is that important?
You said earlier that you were drinking just a little bit.
- Now you're saying you were drunk? - Don't worry about it.
What time did Alejandro leave?
[Ana] 2:00 a.m.
At 2:00.
You can't remember who called for the taxi
but you remember the exact time when Alejandro left.
I looked at my watch when he left.
Did you look at your watch?
I heard someone say it.
It just seems funny to me that you'd remember one thing...
[Sullivan] All right. [sighs]
That's all we need for now.
Thank you for your time.
Thank you.
What are you doing, rookie? I know it's your first case.
- It's not my first case. - In Homicide, it is.
I know you want to get it right, okay?
It's good to be thorough, but there's such a thing as tact.
Yes. I am very well aware of that. Thank you.
And I could use a tad less of a condescending tone, please.
[scoffs]
I'm just saying it's surprising that they all remember
the exact time when Alejandro left.
It seems they all agreed upon the same story, is all I'm saying.
What?
Here you go.
[cell phone buzzes]
What's up?
Nothing, just that this is so fucked up. [sniffles]
[Sofía] What? What happened?
My client's not gonna answer any questions. Sorry I'm late.
Silvia Bartomeu.
Well, as I said, we're not accusing your son of anything.
Yet.
Don't you wanna help us find out what happened to your friend?
No, nothing. I haven't said anything, but they're coming to see you.
[breathes shakily] They're asking about his cell phone.
We're looking for Alejandro's cell phone. Any idea where it is?
Detective, uh, my son is in agony.
We want to cooperate, of course.
Well, I'm sure you know what I'm saying.
-What did you do with it? - Don't worry about me, Marcos.
What? Huh? How am I not supposed to worry?
I don't have it anymore. Okay? Forget about it.
Go to your room.
This is worse than what I imagined. [breathes shakily] Sofía...
-Hey, Sofía? - I have to go now.
[breathes shakily]
Bitch, fuck... Bitch, fuck!
- [inhales deeply] - [phone snapping]
Thirty-eight.
Jessica Thompson, 35 years old.
Suffered craniocerebral trauma.
Bruises on her arms and face.
It looks like the cause of death is a puncture wound
to the carotid artery, left side.
More like an ice pick jammed in her neck.
[medical examiner] Things are way less straightforward with this guy.
Look at this.
Oh, I don't do dead bodies.
[scoffs] You're in Homicide now, you don't really have a choice.
Come on.
[medical examiner] Suffered multiple injuries.
All this is consistent with a traffic accident,
except for one thing.
This wound here which precedes the accident.
A broken blood vessel in his eye.
He got punched?
Looks like the beach party took a turn.
Anyway, these injuries happened postmortem.
He didn't die in the accident?
[medical examiner] It's highly probable that he died before the collision.
The toxicology report shows a high level of methylenedioxymethamphetamine.
Molly? [scoffs]
Ecstasy.
[scoffs]
Jocks...
I don't know what I said. I swear, I don't know anymore.
Calm down. We did fine, all right?
You're positive?
If not, we'd be at the police station right now.
That's it. It's over.
[Marcos] No. There's only one thing left.
We have to destroy the cassette, Dani.
Do you have it?
Is that the only copy?
Yes.
Give it to me. We're going to have to get rid of it.
Hey.
This never happened.
- [Pedro sniffles] - Is that clear?
[sniffles]
Is that clear?
[sniffling]
But it did happen.
This crime will plague us forever.
[Sofía] There's no one I trust less than lawyers.
Hmm... Says a former law school graduate?
Precisely, Dani.
I'm your lawyer, Marcos, not hers.
I know that.
So at least tell me what I have to do.
You have two options.
Go to the police, betray your friends, and make a deal before any of them do.
No.
No, I'm not going to do that.
And I'm very sure none of them will either.
What? I know them.
We've kept that secret for 20 years, the five of us...
You're not paying me to believe in the goodwill of other people.
In fact, I don't believe in it at all.
I know people would do anything to save their asses.
20 years ago, you had little to lose, but now you have much more.
What do you know about them?
[sighs] And the other option?
Pay it.
- Pay it? - Mm-hmm.
Fine. We pay them off.
But what guarantees that tomorrow they won't be back for more?
Marcos, sit the fuck down and listen to me.
[Marcos sighs]
We have to stall until we find who is orchestrating this.
Understand? We're working on it, but it's not easy.
There's one problem.
If you're paying alone, it'll be useless. Everyone has to pay.
[Pedro] Mm-hmm.
[sighs] Okay.
[sighs] Uh-huh.
I'll talk to Ana.
- What? - [Pedro] Okay.
[sighs] The lawyer for Marcos believes that the best thing is paying.
Okay? And everyone agrees.
- Even Sofía and Daniela. - They met with someone without telling us?
- Ana, please. - Alejandro...
Pedro, we won't be paying...
Evidently, babe, you're not realizing what's going on.
Okay? Because this could ruin us.
We could lose the election. We could be thrown in jail.
All right? I mean, we must pay. We must find some way.
Maybe we beg for a loan or mortgage the house...
I don't care about the election.
- We have three kids. - [sighs]
And you want them to grow up without papa?
The statute on limitations on murder doesn't expire...
Did we wake you?
What are you doing out of bed?
[Pedro] Again, Luis?
- Again? You're 12 years old! - Calm down.
[Ana] Come on, sweetie. Don't worry.
Let's put this in the washing machine and forget about it.
Ana, this is important, okay?
This is important too.
No more about paying. This conversation is over.
[sighs]
[lock opens]
[door opens, chimes]
Where's Ana?
She didn't come?
[grunts] No, she had to stay with the kids.
The money's here, right? That's what's important. We all agree?
Are we sure about this?
Yes or no?
[scoffs] Are there any other options?
Let's pay it. [clears throat]
Let's put all the money in this bag.
Help me.
- Is that it? - Yeah.
I'll call you if something happens.
[car departs]
Everyone left.
But I wanted to say goodbye.
Want a ride to your hotel?
["Wapo Traketero" playing on radio]
I heard you were doing well.
I can't complain really, no.
So, what?
What do you wanna do?
That's a good question.
I hope everything went well and they don't want more money.
That's not what I'm talking about.
[song continues]
[sighs]
[song continues]
[breathing heavily]
[moaning]
[grunts, breathing heavily]
[both moan]
[breathing heavily]
[song fades]
[cell phone ringing]
[man] Sofía, honey.
What the hell did you do with my money?
I'm sorry, Bernie. I needed it.
[laughs] You needed it.
Do I look like an ATM to you?
I'll pay you back. I swear.
You're goddamn right you will.
Either you bring back my money now, or I come get you.
And believe me, you do not want that.
[cell phone ringing]
- What time is it? - [sighs] It's really late.
- [grunts] - Go back to sleep, love.
[clears throat]
What's going on, babe?
Nothing. Someone's downstairs at the reception.
I'll be quick.
- I love you. - Love you.
[cell phone ringing]
Yes? Who's this?
[sighs] Oh, yeah. Tell her to come up.
[sighs]
What's up? Did you drop off the money?
What do you think?
And? What are you doing here at this time of night?
Did something happen?
I know who's blackmailing us.
What is it?
[stuttering] Nothing, honey.
I have to go out, but go back to sleep. I'll be right back, okay?
[Marcos grunts]
At this time?
Yeah. [grunts]
It's an emergency. Don't worry, don't wait up, all right?
I'll be fast.
- Where are you going? - I'll be right back, honey.
[cell phone buzzing]
What happened?
What?
Familiar, how?
[sighs]
Thanks for calling me.
Yeah, we'll speak tomorrow.
[Pedro] Who was that?
It's Daniela.
- What did she want? - The blackmailer is Daniela.
That was Marcos on the phone who just called me.
Oh my God.
[sirens wailing]
[Bunker] Sergeant.
Hey, Bunker. What do we got?
Looks like she fought for her life.
- Bunker! - Sarge?
- What the hell are you doing? - Sorry.
She probably walked in on the suspects while they were robbing the place.
Everything's all torn up. Neighbors didn't hear a thing.
- Really? - Mmm.
[sighs]
Huh.
Who found the body?
[police officer] Did you see anything? Hear anything?
Sergeant, this is a friend of the victim, Marcos Herrero.
Marcos Herrero?
[chuckles]
Fancy meeting you here, huh?
So you're gonna talk to me this time instead of hiding behind your lawyer?
Alejandro Vilas, remember?
I was the detective in charge of the case back then.
Sergeant Neruda.
Yeah.
Seems like you and me have an unfinished conversation, right?
- [police officer 2] Sergeant. - Yeah.
- We found something. - Coming.
Stay put.
[thudding, creaking]
[police officer 2] We followed the bloodstain.
We lifted it...
[sighs] ...and we found these.
Okay. Get them to the lab right away.
Good work.
Is that the only copy?
Yes.
[sighs]
[breathes shakily]
Record, record.
- [object clatters] - [gasps, sniffles]
[groans]
Want a beer?
Yes. What?
["Vivir Sin Aire" playing]
One, two, and three.
[all cheer]
[no audible dialogue]
[cheering]
- Come on! - Woo-hoo!
[sighs]
[door opens]
[Ana] One more beer.
[song continues]
[no audible dialogue]
[breathes shakily, sniffles]
[chuckles] Yes! Let me see. How's it going?
[all exclaim]
[grunts] Push hard.
One, two... [strains]
...three!
That's it.
Ah! [chuckles]
[sobs]
[breathes shakily]
[song continues]
Where do I picture myself in 20 years?
Honestly, I have no idea.
But I mean, it's really not that important for me now, right?
I only hope that we'll all still be together.
- [all exclaim, chuckling] - Dummy! [chuckles]
[Pedro] Group hug!
[all cheering]
[laughs]
[all exclaim, laugh]
[Dani] Ow, my leg!
- [recorder beeps] - [music stops]
DUBBING BROTHERS