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PREVIOUSLY...

Help! Here!

-Help! -Captain, there's people.

A boat with survivors.

Captain, you have to stop the maneuver.

Those people have pustules and cuts on their faces. They could be sick.

-Captain, I demand you allow them on. -You can't demand anything.

I'm the captain,

and I'm looking after your survival.

You're going to get off this ship now and go back to your boat.

You're going to have to shoot me, then. I won't allow you leaving my people.

Ricardo, the spaceship is empty. The astronauts aren't there.

The device is some type of transponder.

It doesn't only emit long-haul signals, but also receives them.

-Is it connected? -Yes.

The transponder doesn't work. Did you know there's a board missing?

-I thought you were on the same team. -Yes, but different positions.

The consequences of what you've done are way...

above you. They're above me.

And above everyone else on this ship.

For you,

I'm no one.

I'll respect it if you don't want to be with me.

However, you won't be with anyone else.

I'll do anything!

-Are you sure? -Yes, I swear. Please.

I was wrong.

Gamboa is back and...

-I don't love you, Ulises. I don't. -I don't care what you say.

I know you still love me.

Tell me, does Gamboa have anything to do with this?

-Ainhoa. -I love you.

I want to take care of it, as a surrogate father.

Since you locked it in here, I have no other choice but to take care of you.

Trying to convince yourself all the time about not being in love must be tiring.

I kissed you yesterday.

And now...

-I'm doubting myself. -I don't want surprises,

or presents, or you annoying me anymore. Am I clear?

Couldn't you just back off and stop being so hard on me?

There must be a reason I'm so hard on you. You have no idea!

Maybe I've been in love with you since day one.

-Are you sure you're in love with Julia? -Head over heels.

It's the best and most personal feeling I've had in a while.

I'm in love with you, Julia.

We're not sick. Why are you doing this?

-Julia is lying to us. I don't like it. -Who are you, Julia?

I want to introduce you to Mr. Gamboa.

-What are you doing here? -Don't ask if you already know the answer.

Just do your job.

Thank you.

Every time a new school year began, there were new kids.

Guys, here you go. Towels!

The new kids used to be sad in the beginning.

That's why Miss Maika used to ask us to make them feel at home.

-Here. -Thanks. Estela, right?

-Yes. -Thanks.

They received their books and a smock like ours.

I'm ready.

-Are you sure? -I am.

-The four beds, sweetie? -The four of them.

-Will the new ones like it? -It's pretty.

Salomé, Bubble, the bathrooms are flooding.

The new kids needed new desks,

so they could sit down and work on their craft projects.

-What's that mattress for? -The girls.

They gave their cabin to the new ones.

-The girls will stay here with you. -It's going to be a bit crowded, isn't it?

Why are you complaining, Ramiro? Finally, we have mixed cabins.

We're going to enjoy the views a lot.

Come on, help us! I don't think you should be complaining this much!

Well, this is the crew deck...

We used to show the new kids around.

...engine room, where the sick bay is.

Where they could hang their coats,

where the dining room was,

and the restrooms, just in case they had to pee or do number two.

-It's disgusting! -Ugh!

We're covered in trash.

-Where did all this hair come from? -This isn't hair, Salo.

Hair has roots and it's not so thick.

Throw that in the bucket. Let's try to unclog all the U-bends from this thing.

Welcome.

-Thank you very much. -Before class started,

the new kids had to go to the front and introduce themselves.

-Hello. -Hello.

That way, everyone got to know them and, little by little, they'd smile again.

This feels great, doesn't it?

Well, my name is Víctor.

Tom.

Dulce.

Leonor.

The ship lurched and almost sank.

People tried to hold on to anything.

After the second lurch, water came in.

There was water violently going everywhere.

Everywhere.

The rooms in the hall flooded in what? Seconds?

Hundreds of people were thrown out the glass windows.

The sea was swallowing people.

Everyone was hysterical.

There were mothers calling...

their kids desperately.

So we just did our best to get on a lifeboat.

It got even worse, because...

you could see...

lots of people screaming for help.

There were...

hands coming out of the sea, holding...

the boat, the sides of it. But there wasn't room.

There wasn't room.

So...

we had to get them off by...

hitting them with the paddles.

And, all of a sudden, nothing.

Nothing. Absolute silence.

We had to leave them behind. It was like...

It was like killing them.

They stayed behind.

What about the rest?

The ones on the lifeboat, besides you?

We were 20 people on the lifeboat.

Five of them died the first days due to their injuries.

The other 11 died a few days ago.

There were so many things. A typhoon capsized the boat.

We spent so many hours trying to turn it around...

People were exhausted and freezing cold.

So we saw them...

drowning in front...

of us.

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Well, your nightmare is over.

This ship is your new home.

And all of us, your family.

Welcome to the North Star.

Thank you.

Well, life goes on.

If I stand correctly, someone has survival class in five minutes.

-Come on! -Captain, excuse me.

Before that, we would like to talk to our families

to tell them that we're alive.

Can we use your phone?

I know a lot of you

think survival classes are absurd now.

However, I hope our new friends' story made you change your minds.

It was them yesterday, but tomorrow it could be us.

How is it?

It's two centimeters tall.

It has five tiny leaves.

And it's the most beautiful green I've ever seen.

We have to stay dry.

Especially our feet. Why?

Do you remember what we would do when it first sprouted?

All crew members must have...

So...

We have to start doing what normal couples do, right?

You know what? I'd send you a message every day telling you you're pretty.

I'd pick you up at school on my motorcycle.

THE GUTS OF BOBBY THE BEAR

And I'd take you to the movies.

We wouldn't agree on the movie.

-We need to stay dry. -I don't care about the movie.

Because I'd be kissing you from beginning to end, Ainhoa.

What if...?

...cover most of your body...

I asked you to be patient, Ulises.

Ainhoa, you don't think the class is interesting?

I do, it's interesting.

Who were you talking to?

Haven't you heard me?

I'm asking you who you were talking to.

Who were you talking to?

Hello!

I was talking to my sister. It was my sister, I'm sorry.

The class ends here. You can go now.

I said the class ends here. You can go now, please.

You're all set.

-Hello. -Hello!

How are you?

-Good. -Thanks a lot, Doctor.

-Bye. -Bye!

How are they?

A bit undernourished and dehydrated.

I won't be able to diagnose them until I get the results from the tests.

It will take a few hours.

Well, you can share the results when you get them.

And...

-have a good day. -You too.

Are you OK?

Calm down.

Sit down. Here.

Have this, it will help. It's lime blossom tea.

I just found out the Earth has disappeared.

Don't you have something a bit stronger?

Of course.

-Here. -Thanks.

This may be of no help, but...

the Earth has disappeared only partially.

We know there's an island.

We heard it on a black box recording. An airplane saw it.

We may need years to find it, but there's hope.

No, Vilma. What I mean is that our relationship is unusual,

-even bizarre, I'd say. -Bizarre?

-Yes, bizarre, Vilma. -Why is that?

Because we shower together without touching each other,

I become the father of your baby without having conceived it,

and now we move in together without having a first date. It's bizarre, Vilma.

Let's see, Piti. I move in with you and five more people.

That's not a step forward in our relationship.

It's summer camp.

However, if you'd like...

we could do things right.

What do you mean, exactly?

-A quickie to say goodbye to your cabin? -No.

No, I mean asking the captain for a cabin.

One where we can both fit with our crib.

Listen to me.

Look, I'll dive if you do so. I don't want to pressure you or make you feel bad.

Think about it,

and give me an answer in 24 hours.

Is it OK?

OK.

Could you let my people listen to that recording?

Captain, they're so down.

After what we've been through and what you've told us.

It'd be good news,

being able to listen to someone saying there's land,

that there's some left.

That recording

also includes tens of planes crashing.

-I don't think it's good news. -Yes, but...

Listen to me, please.

It's for the best.

You're right.

I don't mean to be indiscreet, but...

why were you wearing a wedding dress?

I was getting married when the ship sank.

It sank...

minutes after saying "I do".

Oh, my!

I'm sorry.

Nine years waiting for him to propose. Nine!

And...

I waited nine years for some minutes of marriage.

Captain.

I have to tell you something.

No, it's silly.

-No, come on. Tell me. -It's something silly.

-Leonor, listen. -No, no.

-I just told you. -It's nothing.

We're a family.

Families share everything, also the problems.

Tell me what's wrong.

-Hey! -Hello.

-It's all yours. -Thanks. Go ahead.

How are you, Dulce?

Well, that's it. The area is clear.

I'm taking these last things and you can make yourselves at home.

By the way, a piece of advice. If you take this bed over here,

the sea is the first thing you see when you wake up.

Great.

Well, then.

Are you leaving already?

Don't leave me alone.

Please.

Listen, Dulce.

Maybe you think it's stupid,

but you'll get over it.

The end of the world, that is.

You'll get over it, you'll see.

I'm...

totally alone.

I have no one.

Well, you're not alone.

You have me.

And you have all the 40 crew members of this bathtub.

It's impossible to feel alone on this 75-meter-long ship.

You'll see. This is like a bus on rush hour.

The thought of all of us being together in this helps.

Like a big family, you know?

It helps a lot.

Hold me tight, please.

Please, stay here with me tonight. Please.

I don't want to sleep by myself.

Please, please.

Alright, alright. I'll stay with you.

-Hey. -How are you, Tom?

-What's up? -Not much, I was just leaving.

The cabin is all yours.

-Bye, guys. -Bye!

-What the heck is all this shit? -Dirt, it's simply dirt.

Dirt? Where from?

From the U-bend, the faucet, the pipes, behind the closets...

A lot of places. It happens when you don't clean often.

If we cleaned regularly, we wouldn't have encountered this surprise.

-Take that dirt off the table, Bubble. -It's not dirt.

-They're chrysalises. -What is he talking about?

Something is nesting on the ship,

but we don't know what.

-Oh, my goodness! -Look, it moved!

I don't care about chrysalises. I'm getting the ammonia.

Bubble, please, throw all of this to the sea as fast as you can. Come on.

The thing is...

Oh, my!

I've never believed in this. I never have.

The thing is...

The same day our ship sank,

incredible things started to happen.

From that day on, I've seen...

giant fish,

mutant seaweed,

fog as thick as a granite wall,

and the cutlery stuck to the ceiling.

It's obvious incredible things aren't incredible anymore.

Yes.

Tell me what's bothering you.

I have a message for you.

It's from your wife.

My wife passed away two months before embarking.

I know.

Even though it may seem incredible, Captain,

she asked me to tell you something.

THE POSTMAN

"Ainhoa,

if we could erase the past and start over,

and change the rules that prevent me from being by your side,

not even then I could love you more than what I do now.

This morning I realized the only thing I want is

to be by your side, protect you and take care of you.

Not being able to do so is killing me.

Even though it may seem impossible now,

if you think there's the slightest chance that we could be together,

leave me a note on this same book."

YES, PLEASE, LET'S...

GIVE IT A CHANCE

Hey, Julia.

-How are you? -Good.

How are you?

Good.

You're so dressed up.

-Do you have a date? -No.

You don't?

-Why? -Because you look so pretty.

Salomé, last night the captain declared his love for me.

And what happened?

Nothing happened.

-What do you mean by "nothing"? -I didn't know what to say.

Salomé, I never saw Ricardo that way.

I don't know. I've been thinking all night, going over it.

What were you thinking?

I was thinking that Ricardo has always been there.

That makes me feel safe.

When I'm scared, he calms me down.

I've realized that I'd love to get to know him better,

to spend more time with him, have breakfast with him, laugh with him.

Salomé, I think I love him.

So?

Do you think it's too late to give him an answer?

No, sweetie.

If Ricardo told you he's in love, he is.

He was with Marisa for 20 years and I never saw doubt in his eyes.

So please, go there and tell him yes.

Julia, Julia.

It hurts a lot, Julia.

Something is wrong.

Come on, let's go.

Captain, Captain, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you.

Captain, please, don't ignore me. Captain.

Captain, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I hurt you. I didn't mean to.

-Please, I'd rather you think I'm crazy. -You're drifting on a lifeboat,

you get on my ship and tell me you have a message from my dead wife.

Why would I think you're crazy?

I understand, Captain. I'm sorry. Please, listen to me!

Just a minute, please. Listen to me, please.

I didn't think about it.

It just came out, impulsively,

because...

when...

I touched the funerary urn,

I saw her.

I saw her for just a second.

She was in a room.

How was the room?

It had a king size bed,

and it was white...

with blue curtains.

White with blue curtains?

You couldn't think of anything better?

How many rooms like that are there in the world? How many?

-Hey, what's up? -Hello!

Piti.

What's wrong?

I need someone to tie me to the mainmast and not let me go in the next 24 hours.

Let's see, what happened?

I'm being tempted with flesh. The top model from the lifeboat.

She made a pass at me.

She says she wants to sleep with me.

-So? -What do you mean by "so"?

We know each other, Piti. Since when is that a problem?

Since this morning Vilma...

Well, you may not be the best person to share this with,

but Vilma told me she wants us to move in together.

-Congratulations. -Congrats on what?

She gave me 24 hours to decide and then, boom!

Two minutes later, the new world hot chick shows up and hugs me.

Do you know what I'd love to say?

Go and sleep with Dulce, so you mess things up with Vilma.

Forever.

But Vilma chose you, Piti, and you have to show you deserve her. It's a test.

What test?

A test. If 24 hours go by and nothing happens with Dulce,

that's a sign there's a new Piti.

Hello, Piti.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Do you know where I can get a pillow? -Yes, in the laundry room.

Thank you.

Romantic novel?

I'm shocked, Gamboa.

Maybe it's true what they say about bastards having feelings.

If you're trying to start a fight, Ulises, you're going the right way.

What do you need now, an excuse?

-Or you're getting old? -Don't look for trouble, Ulises.

It's better for you.

That's it.

The movement you felt may have been a contraction,

due to the changes in your body.

I had a bleeding, Julia.

You had a bleeding?

You know what?

You're going to stay here, resting. Relax, the baby is fine.

I'm sorry, Doctor, but there may be something in the scan you have missed.

-Well, Julia is the ship's doctor. -I'm a gynecologist.

Excuse me.

Relax, Vilma. Can you see this?

It's the neck of the uterus. The problem is that it dilated too early.

So we need to strengthen the banding to avoid cervical weakness.

-There's no proof of that happening. -I know.

But maybe when it does, it'd be too late.

-I'm going to tell Piti. -No, Palomares. Please, don't.

Don't tell Piti.

I don't want to put pressure on him. It's important, I mean it.

OK.

Let's see, Vilma. I need you to breathe and try to relax.

Breathe in.

All right. Good girl. That's it.

Good.

She needs surgery, and it's a risky one.

But you have two doctors looking after you.

Doing the surgery is crazy.

We don't have the means. We don't even have an OR.

You have a scalpel and a suture needle, don't you?

That'd be enough.

-Captain, she needs surgery. -The baby is fine.

The heart rate is stable.

We just have to wait and see how it progresses.

Well, that's what we'll do.

Leonor, I already told you. Julia is the ship's doctor and I trust her.

Stay with Vilma all the time and let me know if there are changes.

I'm here if you need me, Doctor.

If the baby's heart rate drops, call me immediately.

-Julia. -Yes.

If Leonor is right,

what are the chances of me losing the baby?

She's not right.

Relax.

Ainhoa!

I can't find Salomé or Julia,

and I can't eat my shrimp. Will you shell them for me?

OK.

OK.

Let's see. First, you take the head.

Here are my girls. How are you?

-Can I have one? -No.

I'm not shelling yours, and this is Valeria's.

Enjoy.

Thanks.

And then you take off the legs.

Ainhoa, sweetie,

-have you talked to Leonor? -No.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Don't tell me that now, when you were going somewhere with Julia,

-you start to like the new girl. -Daddy,

I like Julia, not the new one.

-I don't like the new girl. -Valeria.

Don't say that, because we don't know her. She has just found out about everything,

and she must be very scared, right?

We have to give her a chance, like everybody else.

Ainhoa is right, Valeria.

Look, if you finish your food fast, you can go play with Bubble.

Come on.

Is it good?

You have to take the legs.

This shit keeps popping up!

What's that, Bubble?

It's a mosquito.

-It was nesting in the chrysalises. -Chrysalises?

It's weird, because mosquitoes aren't in chrysalises.

I see...

Maybe it's a new species, because I can't find it.

The encyclopedia includes all insects.

How did you get this, sweetie?

It bit me before I killed it. It's not a regular bite.

That's why I want to know what species it belongs to.

-Maybe it came in the boxes. -Don't scratch it, sweetie.

-Stay here and I'll get some medicine. -OK.

Don't scratch it, love.

It's red, it's red.

It's red.

Where are you going?

Is something wrong?

I'm going to the cabin.

I'm not hungry anymore.

You're going to have dinner,

you're going to smile and you're going to integrate.

With everyone,

not only that silly boy you were hugging in the cabin.

Is it clear?

How was it?

The white room with blue curtains,

-how was it? -Captain,

-forget about it. -Please.

-Forget about what I said. -I'm asking you to tell me what you saw.

Please.

Behind the blue curtains there was a garden.

A beautiful one.

And...

an easy chair upholstered in blue.

And a globe.

An old one.

There was...

a book on a side table.

The Southern Lighthouse.

There was a bookmark in it.

A purple one.

It read, in childish handwriting,

the following:

"Daddy,

I love you."

-Don't scratch it, sweetie. Don't scratch! -Let's see.

What the fuck?

-He's getting a fever. -I've been bitten by mosquitoes before,

but I never had a fever.

-Well, sweetie. It's OK. -I only got bitten once.

By a baby one, because if it's by the mom...

Look! This is it! It's the closest one.

It's red and has a big head, as if it was wearing a helmet.

-Let me see it. -Let me.

"The mosquito Anopheles Darlingi was discovered in 1973 in the Bolivian jungle.

It spread malaria and dengue fever deathly,

by multiplying serotypes of the virus with the poison

-of its mucus." -Give it back to me.

Salomé.

-Yes? -Take the girl to bed with you.

-I'll stay with Bubble. -OK.

Good night, Bubble.

-Don't scratch it. -I won't.

Look! That's your baby's heartbeat.

Wow!

-It's beating really fast. -Yes.

Between 120 and 160 beats per minute.

It's almost the double as an adult.

It's a bit irregular, but within normal pace. Don't worry.

Let's see.

You're too dressed up to be on call, aren't you?

Yes.

Did you have plans?

No, nothing that can't wait.

What about you? Why can't we tell Piti?

Dulce, are you in there?

Because Piti isn't...

-very determined. -That's a way to put it.

-Yes. -I see.

He gets confused,

lets himself get carried away, makes mistakes...

Vilma trusts me. I'm only going to sleep.

Piti, the Stoic. I'm going to be called "The Eunuch".

I gave him 24 hours to decide if he wants to move in with me.

-I see. -I don't want him to accept out of pity.

Maybe if I pretend to be asleep, time will fly by.

So you're waiting for him to give you an answer.

Well...

There's someone waiting for me to answer too.

Is there?

Who is he?

That's all I can say.

I'll tell you one thing.

If they're the men of our lives, they'll know how to wait.

I agree.

SO YOU NEVER STOP LOOKING AT ME WITH CHILDISH EYES. MARISA.

Come in.

-Captain, did you call me? -Yes, come in, please.

Oh, God!

Come on, Piti, the Stoic. Temperance, temperance, Piti.

Piti.

Thank goodness.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

-I wanted to meet you here... -Fuck, no!

Temperance, temperance.

I don't know how to say this.

It's very important that what I'm about to say stays between you and me.

Maybe if I think of ugly things...

Fuck, she's getting closer. Think of ugly things. Ugly things!

Seals, many seals!

-The Dúo Dinámico... -Things aren't always what they seem to.

Carmen de Mairena!

-I know you. -I wouldn't be so sure.

It happens to a lot of chicks. They think they know me and...

I'm not as transparent as I seem.

Give me a second. I need to use the restroom, but I'll be back.

You said you had a message from my wife.

What is it?

The message makes no sense, Captain.

-Forget about it. -What did she say?

Please, please. What did she say?

"Look inside of Bobby."

That's it. "Look inside of Bobby."

It's Valeria's favorite teddy bear. It's also her first present.

FOR RICARDO

KENYA, OCTOBER 2003

THE POSTMAN

Ainhoa, I'm so happy to hear you also think this can work out.

I need to see you and talk to you. At dawn,

when the ship is empty and no one can see us.

I'll wait for you in the classroom.

-I love you. -Palomares.

-Palomares. -Piti!

-Palomares. -What's wrong?

-Look at me. -What?

Start thinking about my penance because I'm about to sin big time, Father.

-What about Vilma? -I've decided to accept her proposal.

I'm all in with her. But that'll be tomorrow.

Tomorrow, Father.

Because tonight... I'm in limbo.

Look.

I have 12 hours and 26 minutes left to sin without offending anyone.

You're an asshole, Piti.

You don't deserve Vilma.

Nor her taking care of you or worrying about you.

Why?

Why is that? Did something happen?

No.

No, everything is fine. Forget about it.

Father, I promise I'll be a new man tomorrow. I swear.

But tonight... I'm retiring after tonight.

I'll retire after tonight and I'll do it in grand style.

A new Piti is coming.

Ricardo,

when you read this, I'll no longer be with you.

I'm so sorry to have to stay behind, that I can't stop crying.

However, I want to ask you to look forward.

Now you're the one battling with Ainhoa's first boyfriend and Valeria's homework.

I'm not afraid. I know you'll do a great job without me.

I only have one request.

Fight tooth and nail for happiness and love as much as you loved me.

I'm very proud of you.

I love you,

Marisa.

That means something for you, doesn't it?

It means everything.

She's...

asking me to be happy.

Dulce.

It seems Dulce fell asleep.

Poor thing...

-She's so tired. -Of course.

-But you can continue talking tomorrow. -Sure thing.

Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

It wasn't an important conversation.

Just funny stories of shipwreck survivors. Well, guys,

-bye. -See you tomorrow, Piti.

First mate.

First mate!

What is it? Are you OK?

It says here that a mosquito can lay more than 40,000 eggs.

I see. I'm going to administer you more antipyretic.

We cleaned more than 90 nests today.

If each mosquito

can have more than 40,000 babies, that's a total of three million mosquitoes.

Yes, here you are.

-That's right. -It also says

that eggs hatch in less than 24 hours.

Thank God we've cleaned the whole ship. Otherwise, they would eat us up.

Roberto.

Yes.

You know saying this is hard for me, but...

-Listen to me, Roberto. -I'm listening.

-You know I love you like a son, right? -I know.

I'm like your son, you're like my dad, and Salomé is like my mom.

That's right.

That's right.

Here it says that, with only 12 nests,

they can turn into more than half a million mosquitoes.

Yes.

Ugly.

Oh, no.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

We have a date, don't we?

Page 75 on that book.

That's why you're here, right?

Ricardo, Rica...

What? What is it, Julia?

Captain, Vilma's getting worse.

The baby's heart rate is lower than 140. If we don't do something, she'll lose it.

She was right.

Vilma needs surgery.

Wait a minute, we're going with you.

I'm going to get changed.

-What is this? -I don't know.

-Ricardo! -What's going on, Julián?

We've been infested.

A fucking mosquito plague from the Amazon.

They're in the ventilation system.

As few as five bites

-can kill you. -What?

Look!

I'm sorry. Calm down.

It keeps spreading.

That was just one mosquito and my fever keeps going up.

Even though he's on antipyretic.

You need to cut it open and clean the pus.

And, of course, fumigate the ship.

-How can I fumigate the ship? -Use vinegar.

They're here.

Come on, let's go. Everyone get in your cabin.

To your cabin!

Come on!

-To your cabin. -Don't get out. Quick!

Don't get out!

Listen carefully, please.

A plague of mosquitoes

is invading the North Star.

This is not a joke.

They're dangerous. The bites can be fatal.

I want everyone locked in their cabins. Is it clear?

Seal all ventilation ducts,

and all non-watertight door gaps. Is it clear?

Don't get out. I repeat, don't get out until further notice.

I got one for Salo too.

One for the dad, one for the mom, and one for the son.

I see. Good job, Roberto.

Come on, let's go.

-Hey, where's Vilma? -Oh, my.

Here.

Vilma is missing, Palomares. Do you know where she is?

-Calm down, Piti. Vilma is fine. -How do you know that? How?

Tell me where the hell Vilma is, Palomares!

She's in the sick bay.

There's something wrong with the baby.

I don't know what you want.

And I can't take it anymore.

Why are you sending me those notes?

Because I love you.

Captain, open up! It's me, Piti.

Please, Captain. I need to be with Vilma.

-Captain, open the door, please. -Coming.

-How is she? -OK. Breathe.

-How is she? -She's fine. Calm down, please.

Breathe in.

Dulce, sweetie.

Calm down.

Look at me.

Dulce, look at me.

Tell us the truth.

-It will be fine. -I haven't told them a thing.

I swear.

-What did you tell that snot? -I told him nothing.

-Did you tell him why we're here? -No.

-Did you tell him? -I didn't tell him anything. I swear!

Well, this anesthesia will numb the pain. But you'll feel the scalpel and my hands.

It's very important, Vilma, that you don't move when I say not to.

Your cervix is too dilated.

You can't tighten your belly either.

Otherwise,

-we'll lose the baby for sure. -I don't know how to do that.

-Just think of something else, Vilma. -Think of something else. Think of me.

Think of us, Vilma.

I don't need 24 hours.

I'm all in with you and the baby, Vilma.

Think of us.

Relax, Vilma.

They're here.

Come on, Salo.

You know we trust you. You know that, right?

That's why we brought you with us. Do you remember?

But you've put our mission in risk. We can't let that happen.

Because that would mean we have to stay here forever.

And you don't want that,

right?

You want to go back home.

Am I right?

-Huh? Come on! -I don't know.

Víctor,

I'm very scared.

I don't want to be scared ever again.

Can I stay here,

with them?

Please.

All set.

-Ready? -Ready.

-Ready. -Let's go get them.

-Breathe. -Sixty-two.

A milligram of atropine. Quick!

Please,

sweetie, wipe my sweat.

Breathe.

And my hair, put it back. Thanks.

There we go.

Fifty-nine.

I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

No, Tom!

Tom, no! Please!

Please, no. Tom!

Please!

Please!

Help!

Open the door!

Dulce!

Breathe, Dulce. Come on, girl.

-You're going to be OK, you'll see. -Shit!

-Dulce! -Calm down. Breathe and look at me.

-Calm down and breathe. -Where's Ainhoa, Palomares?

I don't know.

I know I've made a lot of mistakes.

But...

I love you.

Who did that to you?

-Who beat you up? Was it Ulises or who? -It doesn't matter. Listen to me!

I'm telling you...

that I love you.

Ainhoa!

Ainhoa!

Slow down!

Calm down.

You haven't loved anyone in your entire life.

You threatened my father, Ulises, my little sister...

That's not love. That's being crazy. You're crazy!

You don't know what love is.

Fuck!

She's dead.

No!

Ramiro!

Vilma, I'm about to touch your cervix.

Alright? You can't move at all now. OK?

Come on, let's do it.

Let's do it.

Calm down. Everything is going to be OK.

Fifty-two.

Ainhoa!

Ainhoa!

You're right.

I don't know what love is.

I've forgotten.

For a while now...

I've been surrounded by weapons,

hatred,

violence...

I've treated you really bad.

I caused you pain, I know.

But it's also true...

that's it's been a while...

since someone gave me the chance

to love them.

I know I don't even deserve you looking at me.

I'm not asking you to get back together with me.

I only want...

you to believe...

that I can change.

That's the chance I need.

Please.

Forgive me.

I'm sorry.

What's her name going to be?

You know it's a girl, don't you?

Do you know she'll be able to hear you in a month?

-Really? -Yes.

Heartbeat is 48.

Hold on.

Hold on.

-Are you the father? -Yes, I'm the father.

It's OK. Come on, please.

Come on.

It's 64 now. It's going up.

Well done, Vilma. You're a champion!

You're going to have a beautiful baby.

She's safe now.

Scissors, please.

Captain.

It's obvious it doesn't matter, but...

Last night when you told me all of that,

I didn't know how to react.

I'd love to have given you an answer this morning,

but it wasn't necessary.

You've already chosen.

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It's Gamboa.

Come in.

You wanted to see me?

The information you got about the captain has been very useful.

It's been delivered.

Did you get the black box?

No.

What a shame, right?

I don't have it.

You...

could have gotten it a few days ago without any problem.

But, of course...

You didn't know how important it was.

And now everything got complicated.

You let them put the transponder out of action.

You didn't get the black box.

Last night's beating was simply a warning.

Another mistake,

and you'll be needing more than bandages.

You got it, right?

-What if these guys were armed? -Why would they be armed?

I think you're still the same bitch I met five years ago in Geneva.

We didn't find those people, we went there to get them.

-Yes. -Tell me.

We haven't found the black box yet.

She was talking on the phone. She's a liar.

There's nothing between us. Let's not cross that line again.

I hate you,

and there's nothing in the world that could change it.

Haven't you heard that listening to adult conversations is wrong?

-Get back! -Ulises, calm down. What are you doing?

No!

-Where is Valeria? -She's been grounded.

Subtitle translation by Rocío Villanueva