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PREVIOUSLY...

Latitude 27° 30' North. Longitude 13° 20' West.

It's the exact point where we're located.

The particle accelerator will start working at 9 p.m.

Four, three, two...

Philippe?

Philippe?

This is the North Star school ship.

A big storm is approaching us.

Please, Captain, go back to the other coordinates.

The coordinates the scientist set put us on top of Santa Teresa trench.

The hurricane only scrapped us.

I honestly think that saved our lives.

It's possible that an accident while starting the particle accelerator

had immeasurable consequences.

If that is true, the Earth will surely be very different now.

Being surrounded by people everywhere can be overwhelming, right?

Your dinner, Captain.

I don't want to offend you, but this is out of place.

-No! -Yes!

-So what you said is true? -What?

-That you always loved me. -Yes.

Well, and if...

if you're proposing marriage,

then I say yes.

Love doesn't grow slowly, it hits you, and I'm at that point.

But I don't know where you are.

I never got between two people who want to be together.

A tsunami doesn't choose which houses it will destroy.

It just runs over everything.

You can be in the team of the sheep, or in my team.

I won't accept any more lies.

I want to be with the winners. Welcome to the team. He knows all of our secrets,

and we don't know his secrets.

"Captain, today I stole from my friends.

This situation brings out the worst in us."

Stop.

You're right about us not knowing each other,

because no one leaves me.

You're a damn murderer and you won't leave!

Are you really planning to stop me?

I'm with Gamboa in a life boat.

-Do you have Gamboa? -We only found Ulises.

We demand you try Ulises for Gamboa's murder.

Gamboa disappeared and they want answers.

I don't have them.

I chair this trial between Ramiro Medina and Ulises Garmendia.

Ulises and Ainhoa are in love.

My love life has nothing to do with this.

You wanted to be together, but Gamboa prevented that.

You knew that, so you killed him!

-Do you love him, Ainhoa? -Stop!

-Do you love him or not? -Shut up!

I did it! I killed Gamboa!

I don't care what you say. I know my son's not a killer.

How's Julia related to this?

Do you know anything about her and who she is?

I won't leave until you tell me why you blamed yourself!

-Leave me alone. -Tell me why!

Because I love you.

Valeria, honey, it's time to get up.

Oh, no! Not again!

Valeria disappeared! How could this happen?

The wardrobe's the best play to hide when you're playing with Dad.

Found you!

But Mom never let me hide there.

She said that if the door shut and I couldn't get out,

I would be really scared.

Ainhoa, you won't believe it.

Your sister Valeria disappeared again.

-I don't know where she is. -No!

Maybe she took a boat and some oars and got into the ocean.

-The ocean? -Yes.

It's just not the same to be locked intentionally as unintentionally,

like when they punish you by sending you to your room,

because then you don't want to be there,

even if it's the most wonderful place in the world.

Ulises, get up!

Come on.

Ulises, don't mess with me.

-He's not here. -Ulises!

Son of a bitch.

The guy took a boat and escaped into the sea!

Come on! Get on deck!

-Shit! -What's up, old man?

You never stop joking, even when locked up!

I realized I'd have to row, so I came back.

I've been here for three days, and they get very long.

Well, then let me know

and I'll get down here to play cards with you.

I'm not good at playing mus,

but I'm better at tute.

Dad...

Do you know anything about Julia?

She hasn't been here yet.

What you need now is to move, and to get some fresh air.

Is anything going on?

I don't know, boy. I haven't talked to her yet.

Maybe later today.

Okay, move. Make good use of it, you only have a half hour.

Take him up through the starboard for a walk by the bow.

Let's go.

What? Are you training for Copa del Rey?

Are there any scouts here?

Do you have no work at the deck?

Yes, but we have the evening shift.

Right, the evening shift.

So you've got nothing to do?

Okay. Let's play to 21 baskets.

Do you know how to play, De la Cuadra?

A bit.

So, one on one to 21 points?

Make it two versus one.

I'll let you have the bitter gimp,

so he won't sue me for discriminating...

...minorities. Okay, if you win,

I'll do all your cleaning duties this week, sounds good?

But if I win, you go down every day to chat with Ulises.

Better give him a book. You'll be cleaning all week.

1-0. Better start thinking on subjects to chat about, boy.

Great!

That's cheating!

Stop it! Stop it!

Stop messing around! Ready?

Take that!

Come on!

Okay, come on.

It's okay... It's...

-De la Cuadra! -Julián!

Call Julia! Call her!

You know that the rigging is the set of ropes and gears of a boat.

That's why checking it is important,

but we'll always do it, with no exceptions,

while wearing the safety harness.

-Any volunteer? -I'll do it, Captain.

Okay, put on the harness.

Let's imagine we're on the spanker mast.

What sail would that be?

I don't know, Captain. The spanker sail?

I bet she likes a spanking.

-Is there any problem? -Guys, calm down.

No problem, go on.

Captain, is this okay?

You need to secure the safety hook.

Make sure it's tight around your waist.

Then tighten it hard, Captain.

THE MAN FROM LIVERPOOL

Is this funny to you?

I remind you that this is a life and death thing.

Take off the harness immediately.

Is anyone here interested in learning?

I, Captain.

But there's just two minutes left, so...

The class is over.

SMILE, PLEASE

Did you see that, Palomares? With the harness, tightening...

-Don't be noisy. -What's up, Bubble?

Can't you hear it?

He's crazy.

-What's that, dude? -Must be the air moving something.

Air doesn't make that noise.

Come on, take your hand out of there.

Come on.

It's like some claws were scratching the metal.

There's something alive in here.

The wind comes from the East.

If you don't haul the sheets in, the jibs are going to flap.

How are you dealing with this whole being locked up thing?

I'm dealing with it.

I haven't dropped my soap in the shower so far.

But...

Being locked up has made me think about some things.

What's the first?

That I miss the smell of soil.

Well, that's good timing.

What's the second?

I need to hear you answer what Ramiro asked in the trial.

What's it worth right now?

The same as when you asked me in the hold why I did it.

I answered.

Because I want to know if you love me.

I don't know.

You have to know. Come closer.

Come closer, please.

When I have you four inches from me,

my heart jumps in my chest.

Tell me if you feel the same.

Tell me.

Who cares what I feel in my heart, when you're with someone else?

Ulises, time's up. We have to go down.

Bubble, get your hand out of there!

I feel it.

I feel its breath.

Bubble, it's enough! This isn't funny!

Wait a moment!

It's here.

It's scratching me.

It's biting me.

It must have got lost in there when we were attacked.

What's that?

What the hell?

Let's see.

-It's a logbook -Damn.

Captain Javier Ayarra de Zúñiga.

April 29, 1941.

It's the first Captain of the ship.

Then there came León de Olárizu, and Carlos Mejía,

Alonso Quesada,

and ten other captains I don't remember.

And then Captain Ricardo.

What is it doing in there?

"The North Star sails from Santander to Normandy today,

-to load scientific material..." -...in Tréport's harbor.

The difficult sea didn't prevent us from leaving, under the owner's orders.

It's safer to navigate like this, given the circumstances. For a change, we have passengers. A refugee couple.

The world is at war,

and we'll turn off our electrical devices so we won't be seen

when we get to the North Sea.

The crew are frightened,

but no one doubts the orders.

They're good sailors.

I just hope I'm as good as them.

It's fascinating, right?

Hey, you have him like a lap dog,

eating from your hand.

You may have kissed him, but he doesn't look too happy.

Didn't you see how tense he was, Vilma?

He wouldn't get like that if he didn't like me.

Besides, I don't want the captain, I want Ricardo.

Wait, come here. I'll tell you who Ricardo is.

Ricardo is a man twice your age,

a widower with two daughters, one your age, by the way,

and responsible for the ship that keeps us alive.

Are those all the defects you can find in him?

You weren't there when he hugged me, Vilma.

He didn't even need to ask me what was wrong when he arrived.

He just knew.

He took me in his arms and we started to breathe together,

until he calmed me down.

Do you know what it's like to feel that?

Okay, but you can't win a man like that by being obvious.

Neither the captain nor Ricardo.

Do you expect him to come and ask you out?

Either you make him look at you like a woman,

or you go back to Piti.

A woman? What woman, Vilma?

Think. What would Sharon Stone do?

Kill him with an ice pick?

What do you want me to do? Go and tell Ricardo "I like you"?

That, or draw hearts on his door and send him poems on Twitter.

No, when you reach a certain age you have to skip some steps in love.

Up.

Let's see.

Okay.

Grip it tight, come on.

Okay.

Don't you want a urine test too?

Come on, now.

It's just I didn't warm up.

-Of course. -That's it.

You're both such drama queens.

Julián, you're not 15 anymore.

You visit the doctor as often as you go to church, never.

-You have a sedentary life. -Where do you want me to go?

Your diet doesn't help you, and smoking is catching up with you.

I think the diet is not my business,

and I think I'll quit smoking in 15 days,

or 20, if I manage things right.

You could try do some sport.

I tried that this morning, and it didn't end up well.

Julián, I'll be serious. Take care, or I won't marry you.

Understand it.

Thank you, Julia.

After that, the leash and the muzzle, right?

-Thanks, Doctor. -Okay.

-Julia. -Yes?

Ulises...

-He asked about you. -Yes, I know.

It's just that these days, between check-ups and reports...

Julia.

Julia... Julia!

-You have to go down. -I need to talk to her.

-Come on. -Please.

Let me go. It's just a second.

Then we can run down if we need to.

Let me go, it will be just a second.

-No. -No, dammit.

Ulises! Leave that sailor right now!

I just wanted to talk to Julia.

I don't care if you wanted to pray to Saint Peter!

It's enough! You're isolated until I give new orders.

All your exits are suspended.

Take him.

Let's go.

It's like seeing the blueprint of a pirate ship.

But it's the North Star.

Everything looks the same.

Look, the drawing was made on April 30, 1941,

one day after they traveled to Liverpool.

Let me see...

"Following the orders of the shipowner, we are now heading to Liverpool."

We are about to touch port.

We will restock the ship in Plymouth's port.

We'll sail the cold waters of St. George's Channel.

Coming!

The crew is unhappy.

I was forbidden from giving any explanations.

We have to pick up a strange passenger, who I must protect,

even with my life.

He's a man of few words.

I just know he's an expert scientist in what is known as nuclear energy,

and that he never leaves his suitcase.

We don't have much space, so I located him in cabin 31,

which we also use as sick bay.

That's impossible.

This ship only has 30 cabins,

and this drawing only has 30 cabins.

Well, we have to find a new drawing,

because this ship is missing cabin 31.

The ghost cabin.

It's lunch time.

Yes?

Captain, do you have a minute?

Yes, if it's something professional or about the ship.

Otherwise, I have work to do, classes to prepare...

I wish I had fallen in love with Piti, or with any other boy.

Things would have been much easier, but I fell in love with you, Captain.

Estela...

I'm sorry, but I have no time for conjectures or sentimentalities.

If I need to have another seizure so you'll talk to me, I'll have it.

I assure you.

I know you see me as a girl, but that will always be like that,

because when I'm 10 years older, you'll still be older than me.

You'll live so much in 10 years that you'll forget me, Estela.

-Really. -What if I don't?

What if I'm still waiting for you to see me as a woman?

The way you talked to me, the way you hugged me...

You emptied a ship just for me, Captain.

-I would do it for anyone. -You did it for me.

Forget that I'm a student.

-Let yourself go and... -No, I can't let myself go.

I already have my place,

and you need to keep searching for yours.

Don't you like me?

You said you'd like to see everyone in the ship fall in love.

Why can't it be that way for you too?

Hi.

-I'm here to see Ulises. -I'm sorry.

The Captain ordered us to keep him isolated.

-Ainhoa! -Ulises!

-Ainhoa! -What's wrong?

I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to see anyone.

-Why? What did he do? -He assaulted a sailor.

I'm sorry.

Captain?

You're a real heart breaker.

Here. Your class notebook.

Julia...

The girl is 20 years old.

My rank caught her attention and she just went for it.

I don't even know how this happened.

Well, in the same way it happened to me.

The world is upside down,

and we do things we might have never done before.

But she's my daughter's age, Julia.

So is Ulises.

You were never against me being with him.

Of course, but your thing is different.

He's a boy, and you're great.

-You're more like them. -Really?

Because according to you, I'm more... what?

Is it because I'm younger?

Or maybe you think I'm childish and immature.

Not at all. That's not what I mean.

You two love each other.

Even if you haven't visited him in two or three days.

Do you want to know why I didn't go see him?

Because I'm sure that when he sees me, he'll break up with me.

The heart doesn't understand about age,

or about people's opinions or about captains and students, Ricardo.

The heart doesn't understand anything.

So you kissed the captain again.

Did he move his face away or just didn't care?

No. Well... Yes, but I think it was because Julia came in.

Okay, but what if Julia hadn't entered?

Would things have gone further?

I don't know.

The captain said nothing, just like last time.

I don't know what to think anymore, Vilma.

-Piti, let's go. -Just a second.

Listen, guys are used to taking the initiative.

When we take the first step, they don't get it.

-It's always like that. -But why?

Centuries of evolution, girl.

They hunt, and we're the prey.

If you reverse the factors, they go blank.

Look. Piti...

See? And it's Piti.

If he let you get so far, he wants you to go on until the end.

-Until the end? Sure? -Totally.

Vilma. I need your help.

-One second, we'll put all this-- -No, this can't wait.

We're gonna be raked over the coals...

It must be here.

Don't touch that. The captain's things are sacred.

Yes, but Palomares is here, and he's the acting Pope.

Hey, kids. Piti, don't touch that.

-Officer. -Tell me.

We found a logbook of the North Star.

It says there're 31 cabins,

but that can't be, the ship only has 30 cabins.

We need the blueprints to find the cabin.

Bubble, what are you talking about?

It's dated in 1941.

There's pictures from that time, fragments from nautical charts,

and as he said, according to this, the ship is missing a cabin.

A cabin?

Zúñiga. The name's not familiar.

-Where did you get this? -Bubble found it in a hole.

Zúñiga was the ship's first captain,

and he helped the resistance during World War II.

Well, it's possible, this ship was many things before being a school ship. It was even a hospital for quarantined patients in the 1960s.

According to the book, there was a sick bay here.

Julián...

I need to talk to you.

-But if you're busy... -No, no.

I'll be right there.

Listen, kids...

Here's the ship's blueprint.

Whoever finds the cabin can keep it.

Let's see.

-Look, here's the deck. -Okay.

-Here's the cabins. -The upper ones?

Yes, the upper ones. Look.

-Okay. -Okay, let's...

Okay, this is...

Compare them.

Where do we start? With the lower part?

The game pawns want to know what's in the notebook too.

What pawns?

It's magical.

But... what is this?

Do you shoot hoops, Doctor?

You look like having played sports.

Volleyball, but I wasn't very good.

I wasn't tall enough to play.

Can we speak in private?

This is as private as it gets.

I have the blood test results.

What form of cancer is it?

Don't beat around the bush.

I have a family history,

I smoke, I drink, I'm reaching my fifties,

lots of red meat, barely any fiber...

What is it?

Prostate.

But it's just the markers.

Time?

It's in the initial phase.

One or two years...

It's very hard to know.

There's people who resist for a very long time.

What about the treatment?

I can only give you this.

So if you and your friends

hadn't screwed up the world,

and Gregorio Marañón hospital was still there,

I might have been saved with a little chemotherapy.

Yes.

Do me a favor, Doctor.

Don't tell anyone.

Okay.

Okay?

Actually, no. Not really.

Look, life goes on.

I have to solve some little things

before mine ends.

Thank you.

I always thought it would be my lungs.

Can you tell me why a magnet sticks to a book?

Maybe Captain Zúñiga has the answer.

Wait, let me check something.

"The man we picked up in Liverpool had a strange disease."

He was the first one to fall sick.

After him, my second in command, the boatswain,

and a French passenger, Monsieur Richard.

The illness spreads so fast, the doctor can't cope with all patients. I'm afraid we don't have the appropriate medication for them either.

The man from Liverpool gave me the suitcase so I can look after it.

There's a strange box inside it.

Just like the owner, he made me promise I'd protect it with my life.

-Who knows what this key opens. -It's either the box or the cabin.

We need to find it, guys.

-We need to tell the captain. -No, wait!

Why tell the captain? So he thinks we're crazy, like De la Cuadra?

Let's find the cabin first, and then you can tell everyone.

Do you agree?

Okay, but if I find it I want to tell everyone on the radio first.

-It's a deal, Bubble. -Okay.

I'll take this.

Dad, listen. I asked him first.

The guy held me, I didn't want to escape.

-I wasn't leaving. -They told me the story.

To be honest, I don't care.

-Are you okay? -Yes, I'm fine.

Okay.

This is your grandpa's watch.

Just so you don't forget who you are

or where you come from.

What are you going to do to me now?

Hang me, or keelhaul me?

No, dammit. It's not that. I just wanted to give you a gift.

It was very important to me.

I want it to be that way for you too.

You're my only blood relative.

I...

I can't...

-I can't accept this. -Why not?

Of course you can.

It's not a diving watch, Dad.

-I can't get it underwater. -Will you keep joking all day?

I'm telling you that it's very important to me, dammit.

This watch...

It's locked at the exact time

in which the 1931 Constitution was signed.

Your grandpa, a convinced republican, and a great man,

he added the purple stripe to the republican flag.

Do you know why?

It wasn't for Castile or the Borbón kings.

It was for your grandma.

Her name was Violeta.

Thank you.

Hey...

Why are you giving me my inheritance now?

Is everything okay, Dad? You know what?

I used to get mad when you called me that.

I really hated it.

But now I just happen to like it.

"Dad."

I'm very proud of having given life

to someone like you, Ulises. Okay.

-Take good care of it. -Of course.

If anything was wrong, you'd tell me...

Right?

Of course.

It's not this one either.

Look.

Leave it, Bubble. We tried it in every lock to no luck.

That key doesn't open anything.

Well, it's a silly thing to hide a key that doesn't open anything.

There's still something odd, anyway.

There are cabins in all the floor. There's no space for cabin 31.

I don't know, maybe in some remodeling through the years

they built something on top and it disappeared.

Maybe it disappeared,

but not in this floor.

This floor is the same in both blueprints,

but not the engine room.

Let's see.

There didn't use to be any hold in the engine room.

And this cross isn't a mark.

It's a red cross signaling the sick bay.

The cabin we're looking for is below us.

Hi, boys.

We need to leave this box in the hold.

That can't be.

Captain's orders.

Okay, you tell him why there's a box in the middle of the aisle.

-See you later. -Bye.

It's just some equipment.

Shit!

What are you doing, snitch?

Well, I didn't know how to get in here,

and as sneaking into a ship inside a box seems to be easy...

It's a bit uncomfortable for a while and I don't recommend it, but...

Have you gone crazy?

Wait...

-What about your father? -Well...

Ainhoa, they'll notice.

How do you plan getting out of here?

I don't know. I only planned it up to this point, so...

Well, while I think about it...

You told me that you missed the smell of soil, so...

It might not be the same countryside smell you remember,

but it's the closest thing I found.

It's a nice gesture, thanks.

Now I just need a shepherd and sheep and I'll start a great farm here.

Didn't you want something to celebrate? I found land...

Okay.

What would you rather have us plant?

Sunflowers or daisies?

-What's this? -Salomé...

I wanted to tell you that...

I love you.

And that the end of the world, with you there,

is like being home. I love you too.

Thanks.

I know it's not too romantic...

No, it's not very romantic.

Look at me, I peed and I have my panties on my knees.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm perfect.

Are you sure? Yes.

According to this, that door led to the sick bay.

But that's impossible, the hold is in there.

Okay...

Wait...

No, no!

Stay still.

I just wanna help!

Wait, I'll do it.

Give me that!

Give it to me!

What did we plant, then?

Well, we planted...

Lettuce, tomatoes,

and...

petunias.

Which is which?

Well, I honestly have no clue.

I don't know.

We'll have to wait for them to grow to know it.

That's fine by me.

I have all the time in the world to see it grow.

Look, Bubble. This wasn't a hold before.

See? Hold this.

This was a passageway to the sick bay. So, according to this,

cabin 31 would be...

...back there. We need to move this.

Shit, wait! We screwed up.

No one move anything. Listen to this.

"Our worst predictions are coming true."

The doctor has informed me

that the patients contracted what is known as Spanish Flu.

Two of my officers and a passenger have already died,

as well as the man from Liverpool,

whose corpse lies in the sick bay, beside three other dying patients.

I find myself obliged to take the hardest decision in my whole life.

Seeing our failure at stopping the epidemic,

and for the safety of the rest of the crew,

I've ordered my men to close the sick bay and to wall up the sick.

The rest of us can only pray they're alive when we touch port.

May God forgive me.

If there's really a cabin there, there will only be corpses in it.

Then we'll have to bury them.

Well, in the ocean, so their souls may rest in peace

and they can leave the ship.

They're festering bodies, Bubble!

That room is a damn germ nest!

Did you know the Spanish flu killed more people than the Black Plague?

Piti, Bubble is right.

We need to give them a holy grave.

-Come on. -We're such idiots!

Why don't we hammer our fingers too?

We might even like it.

Valeria, sweetie, what's wrong?

What are you doing here?

Good grief, my daughter is there!

She's asleep.

I know that you're stuck, that all this scares you,

and your ethics won't let--

-What ethics are... -Dad, what are you doing?

-Why is Estela in your bed? -Because...

Because I gave my first class today, and Estela had some doubts,

so she came to clear them up.

And yes, 25 knots are 46 km/h, no more, no less.

Dad, she's taking your pillow.

Yes, because hers is too hard, that's why I lend her mine.

It's the last time you'll have it.

If you have any doubts, I have none. Learn this very well.

Okay, lift it.

-Where? -You're not lifting it.

-I'm lifting it! -No, I'm lifting it alone...

Silence! One second.

-Damn. Let's see. -It's here.

-Here's the ghost cabin. -Bring something.

Okay, give me a moment.

What does it say?

Damn.

"Get away. Epidemic. Danger."

-Shit! -Come on.

GET AWAY. EPIDEMIC. DANGER. RIP

Damn, man! This is a mausoleum!

It even has the names of the deceased!

I'm out of here.

"Miguel Botella, 41 years old."

"Julio Abad, 27."

"José de Cabo, 34."

"Guillermo Mejías, 22."

"Rafael Sarmiento.

29 years old."

Piti...

Would you leave them in there if they were your family?

Palomares, I'm not that fond of my family.

I won't open that, no way. Let me make that clear.

-You're a pair of pussies. -Well, yes. Yes.

I already got this far.

I won't stop until I know what's in there.

Me neither.

Don't laugh.

I don't want to fall asleep.

Are you touching my leg?

Well...

I touch Piti's leg too and it's not a problem.

Do you kiss Piti's arms too?

I do when he gets all tender.

I also spank his butt when we meet in the aisles.

Right.

For now, my butt is a restricted area.

Okay.

What will happen with Julia?

I haven't managed to talk to her.

I don't want to be like a tsunami that arrives and runs over everything.

Whatever happens, it's not your fault.

It will only be mine.

Will we ever be a normal couple? When the flowers grow in the garden.

Thanks.

Leverage there...

Hold it, Piti.

We're doing okay.

A door.

Okay, more leverage here.

-Hard. Come on. -Alright.

Cabin 31.

The sick bay.

-It's not from here. -Isn't it?

-It's open. -It's open?

Ulises.

Ulises! Ulises!

Hey! Ulises!

Help! Someone call Julia!

Help!

Wake up! Come on, wake up!

Alright, you have your cabin.

Who of you two will enter?

Me! I'll enter!

He's so fond of getting in places with unknown contents!

Ugh, gross! This place smells awful!

You're hurting me.

Damn!

You two are such pussies!

Hey, might this be the cage?

-Who the hell is this? -What do I know, Piti?

Any of the poor guys who died here.

It's Captain Zúñiga.

That can't be.

What the hell is Captain Zúñiga doing here?

-Okay, let's leave. -Wait, Piti!

Wait a second! Wait!

Listen, read the logbook and see what it says.

Come on, read it.

Alright, give me some light.

Okay, here.

"The measures to stop the epidemic on the ship were useless.

A crew member..."

A crew member got sick three days ago aboard the North Star.

I, Captain Javier Ayarra de Zúñiga,

on July 3, 1941,

seeing my responsibility to protect the rest of the crew,

and having to prevent the spread of the disease in the continent,

have mandated that I receive the same end I ordered for the first infected patients.

I'll be walled up.

With me lies the will of eternal rest inside the North Star,

and the terrible truth locked in--

Locked in what?

There's pages missing, they tore them.

Let's open the box, I'm sure that's what the key's for.

Whatever you want, Palomares, but let's do it somewhere else!

Look!

Captain Zúñiga has more pages.

Bubble, bring the cage, please.

Let's go. We'll open it in your cabin, okay?

-Let's go. -Okay.

Let's go, I'm getting dizzy.

Goodbye, everyone, and thank you.

-Valeria, cover your ears. -Are you going to argue?

Yes, but it will just be a minute.

You disobeyed me as father and captain.

You defied me, you betrayed my trust,

and showed me up in front of my men!

So you're executioner, judge, and jailer, all in less than a week!

-I don't recognize you, Dad. -I'm this ship's captain!

I have to make difficult decisions even if they hurt.

I left Gamboa before he disappeared.

What if I did it?

Would you do to me what you did to Ulises?

You're grounded.

You won't leave this cabin for the next 10 days.

Did you want to be locked up? You got it.

No...

Why did you do it?

What?

You intoxicated yourself with zinc,

the powder that covers some parts of the ship.

You know perfectly well that's cured with milk.

I had no other way to see you.

I'm sorry.

I was dying to see you too.

But I think both of us had different reasons.

Right?

I'm sorry.

I was wrong.

Yes.

Okay, guys. He meant this box.

The terrible truth this box is hiding.

"After I had a last conversation with the scientist,

I vaguely understood..."

...the dimensions of the project he's working in for the Allies,

the dangers conveyed in the use of uranium by the military,

and what he calls "new atomic weapons". His studies only envision catastrophes.

He speaks of geological cataclysms.

I don't know if I'm talking to a genius or a madman. I just hope the future he describes is only literature...

"...locked in this box."

Let's do it.

It opened.

-What the hell is this? -They're nautical charts.

That's it?

Yes, papers.

We didn't find the gold.

So what he was protecting with his life was just this crap?

Well, at least we solved the mystery.

That's a treasure,

and we found it.

-You can have my part, Bubble. -Okay.

What a shitty mystery.

Bubble, what are you doing around here?

I'm waiting for the captain to wake up. I want to show him something.

Can't you wait for him upstairs?

No, it's very important.

Hey, come here. Why don't you tell me?

So we can decide if we should wait or wake up the captain.

Come on.

-What are you doing up here? -Did you cry?

No.

It's because of my glasses. I was reading for too long.

Well, some cabins are lacking towels.

If you want, we could go for a walk.

So you can rest. It's like a date,

but we're just friends.

Ainhoa.

So, what did you find that's so important?

I can't go out.

I don't think someone who's in love would care about that.

This nautical chart.

It's very old,

and it's lacking a lot of islands.

But now that the world doesn't exist, everything's irrelevant.

There're seven oceanic trenches marked.

It can't be...

Hi?

Hi, snitch.

Hey, listen,

now that I'm single...

What excuse will you invent not to kiss me?

None.

I can't wait for the flowers to grow.

I want us to be a normal couple.

Who needs a normal story when you can have one like ours?

It's impossible! This map...

-It's from 1940. -Yes.

I haven't heard you say you love me yet.

I love you.

Santa Teresa trench is marked there.

It's where we got away from the storm.

I didn't hear well, can you repeat it? The sound went off.

Well, your loss. It was very nice.

Trenches are safe in case of landslides.

Where did you find this?

In the ghost cabin.

If we were saved by being in that spot,

other ships might have been saved if they were in the other spots, right?

I hope so,

but they're probably just fishing zones.

Hey, do you mind if I keep it so I can study it carefully?

Alright, yes.

-Here you are. -Thanks.

Hey, Bubble.

You don't need to bother the captain for this.

What now?

Now we can pretend you're a sailor and I'm the girl in the port.

My ship will never find the land.

Then I'll have to escape in a raft every night.

-I don't think the Captain will like it. -He doesn't need to know.

What if we plan a jailbreak?

No...

We'll escape right now.

I love you.

Attention.

Captain, we found Gamboa.

It's a miracle.

Miracles don't exist.

-My phone! -Message received.

Captain, why do we have reception now?

Someone is sending an SOS.

A priest gambling the Body of Christ.

If I lose, I'll give up being a priest.

If I win, you give up being Vilma's baby's father and I'll take over.

I don't remember anything. I just know I survived

because I knew you'd be here.

He's not my boyfriend. He doesn't remember it. -I don't know how to tell him. -Calm down.

This is the North Star school ship. Do you copy?

-What do you see? -Nothing.

No one sends an SOS and disappears.

Unless it's a trap.

They're bombarding the ship with signals!

You used me and lied to me from the beginning,

so you'll tell me who you are, now!

I told you I wouldn't lie to you,

but there are things I can't tell you for now. He's fooling us all, and you're covering for him.

Captain, you don't plan to go there, do you?

Do you like it?

Romanticism isn't dead!

Yes, hello.

We all have secrets.

Neither of us will tell the captain.