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EPISODE 4 THE FALL

You should have a bit more fun.

César Barretxeguren has died.

I was right behind him. I saw it.

He seemed nervous when he left his house, but he wasn't going fast.

The accident was odd.

He simply veered off the road.

He didn't try to brake, but he didn't accelerate either.

I'm going to get the brakes tested.

-Excuse me. -Yes, of course.

He killed himself.

He'd lied to me, and...

there were no third parties to blame.

So he decided

to take his life, out of dignity.

I see.

Case closed, then.

He was a liar.

But you believed him this morning.

I was confused.

And I vented to you.

You seemed ready to report it.

-You misunderstood me. -Right.

Adding a dead man to the scandal is the last thing you want.

Isn't it?

Now we have two liars.

Thank you for coming.

I'm meeting one of my sister's exes.

Theex?

That's what I want to find out.

-Shit, Bego. -What?

-What's this? -My divorce isn't going smoothly.

Go for the eyes.

-I bet he's a coward. -And a son of a bitch.

Bego, when he puts his hands to his face, kick him in the balls.

Why aren't you on your phone?

Okay, boomer.

You know your granddad is my lawyer?

Don't you have enough with those bastards?

May I?

How are you doing? Are you getting grief for the video?

The usual.

Don't let them get away with it.

Anything happens, tell me and I'll deal with it.

They could get in big trouble.

My sister had some photos leaked too.

Your granddad's helping me with it.

How's she holding up?

She couldn't take it.

But don't be scared. Your mom's a rock.

You'd do well to look after her though.

And yourself.

There's no doubt the cause of death was the accident.

But?

I'd say he had a tricky final week.

They're from before?

From a few days ago, a week at most. I think he was kicked.

The open wounds were treated.

It looks like they were dressed. He was seen by a doctor.

He also suffered a deep blow to the base of the skull.

It was hidden under his hair.

Either they were lucky or they knew what they were doing.

The tragic accident, which happened last Saturday,

prematurely ended the life of the youngest son of Peio Barretxeguren,

famous businessman and head of the Basque business association.

César, just 31 years old, is survived by his wife and three children...

Rich and hot. Croaking early is the least he could do.

The shock in Bilbao...

Your fairy godmother has kicked up a scandal about Ander Olarriaga.

I'm notified every time it's commented on.

About the adoption?

-That was three years ago. -Tell the tweeters that.

A scandal is a scandal. A court ruling is just sleep-inducing.

Miren won't have a reflection soon.

-You weren't too considerate either. -I didn't draw blood.

It helped you take off in the polls. You don't have to apologize to me.

I'm just saying it might not be the best time to play the good girl.

-Ms. Zubiri, one question. -Look over here!

Can you answer a question?

Over here, please!

Ms. Zubiri.

Slut.

-Mr. Mayor? -Yes.

Zubiri.

Malen Zubiri.

Yes.

We're sorry for your loss.

Our inspector witnessed the accident.

She wanted to be here in case you have any questions.

I've just identified the body of my youngest son.

I already know a lot more than I'd like.

I'm sorry to tell you that your son's body

showed evidence of an assault prior to the accident.

We haven't received the coroner's report. We shouldn't...

I spoke to the coroner. Did you know about this?

About what happened?

Do you think I can handle more bad news today?

Don't you want to know what might have happened?

He was always drawn to danger, I'm afraid.

Inspector Vázquez, thank you for your input.

Mr. Barretxeguren,

your son's injuries may have affected his ability to drive.

Weren't you late for something?

I know you want to help.

But the simplest explanation is usually the right one.

-Captain. -We'll be in touch.

Alfredo!

Are you sleeping?

I'm definitely not now, am I?

-Have you called your daughter? -Not that again, please.

Leave her with her mom.

-She'll be pregnant in six months. -For God's sake, Mom.

Do you two really think I'm a good example for anyone?

Well, I can take care of her.

Mom, I was using everything from the age of 15 just to spite you.

At least let's spare Leire the rehab experience.

Malen knows how to handle her. Now can we please drop this subject?

You'll remember this day when it's too late.

All right.

Come on, let's go. I want three teams in one minute. Go!

-Forward, definitely. -Goalkeeper.

-You always want to be goalie. -Come on!

Hey, your mom is a boss.

-She goes for some hotties, doesn't she? -True that. Who wouldn't film it?

Begoña?

It's you.

-Yes. Hi. -Hi.

I've lost the habit.

I'm really sorry.

Fuck, I'd have liked to say goodbye.

Right.

It was horrible.

I'm meeting with people who knew her.

-I need to talk about her, you know? -Of course.

-It must sound odd, right? -No, not at all. I get it.

You were together, right?

Yes.

A long time ago?

A few years ago.

Three? I don't know.

-I'm useless with stuff like that. -Right.

We hadn't seen each other in a while, but...

Fuck.

I just can't believe it.

I remember she was a force of nature.

-Pure joy. A brave soul. -Pure joy. A brave soul.

They already have fears and emptiness of their own.

I didn't want to burden them with mine.

They want light from others.

Strength.

You hide your dirty, weak side too.

You only cry when no one can hear you.

No one knows the thoughts you have at four in the morning.

You've noticed that when life defeats you, others slowly drift away from you.

They'd never admit it, of course.

But you've also gotten tired of a depressed friend,

of your mother when she's all gloom and doom.

You've also turned off the TV when the news was too messed up.

Because we all do it.

We seek the light, and we let the weak fall.

So, tell me.

Well, I've had a fever for two days.

I have a headache, and...

I can't keep anything down.

And you're still coming to work.

Haven't we learned anything?

Someone sent images of her to her work.

A photo of her naked,

and a video where she was having sex with several guys in a club.

What came after was a fucking torment.

What is it?

Is it this one?

-It was you, you bastard. -She sent it to me. I swear.

She takes them with others and sends them to you? You think I'm stupid?

We were messaging. I guess she wanted to...

-Wanted to what? -Well, turn me on.

-Turn you on? -Yes...

-Why did she never mention you? -I don't know.

She probably had her own things going on, yoga, therapy...

Therapy? What the hell are you talking about?

-Help! -Stop. What are you doing?

What are you doing? Stop, dammit. Take it, fuck.

Just fucking take it.

Look at whatever you want.

8966.

Once you're satisfied, bring it back to me.

I work at Vitola. The café.

Everything's fine.

Thank you. It's fine.

María, how are you?

-Great, it barely hurts. -Fantastic.

I wanted to tell you how the procedure went.

We managed to extract four viable eggs.

Only four? But the ultrasounds...

How many embryos could we get?

Well, that depends on many factors.

But we can always repeat the cycle when you've recovered.

I know, but can't you tell me how many?

Well, we'll see, won't we?

Yes. Exactly.

Well, I'll be in the next room.

If you need anything or have any questions, let me know.

Thank you.

Come on, María. It's okay.

We knew this could happen.

Besides, there's no rush, is there?

-I don't want to go through this again. -I know.

I can imagine.

If an egg is fertilized, I don't want to freeze it.

I want it implanted now.

Now?

That's not what we said.

Yeah, but it would have a greater chance of working.

-Yes, but you're saying... -In five days, more or less.

Why wait?

Ander.

They're four years old, for God's sake! And you ask for respect?

You have nothing to fear. The ruling was clear.

Do you think that matters in the schoolyard?

They'll be called "bought," like before.

I'll come out in your defense.

Please spare me the hypocrisy.

Idoia.

I came to warn you. They may ask you to give a statement.

Something about an alleged previous assault.

There was one. He said he was mugged.

Then he collapsed, right there in front of me.

I don't even know how he could drive.

He was always tempting fate.

He liked speed.

Peio...

He was that politician's lover.

He's the one in the video.

I punished him when he got that tattoo.

He must have been...

about 17.

He gets beaten up just after the video's leaked?

Is that just bad luck, Peio? It's weird.

The children have enough to deal with with the loss of their father.

Have you seen his accounts?

I would never allow

my grandchildren to want for anything.

Nor their mother.

We're going to help each other, Idoia.

Both of us.

And we'll do it quietly.

Miren, I want you to stop stirring up Olarriaga's adoption story.

He's disappointed me. You still have a lot more appeal than him.

I know I owe you a lot, but I won't continue at all costs.

Said Weinstein's lawyer.

When you're the mayor, you'll have to swallow some shit.

-You're testing me again, aren't you? -Always.

-I shouldn't be scared of you, should I? -You're wrong.

A lot of good will come out of this battle of ours.

Do you know of César Barretxeguren?

The dead guy.

We're going to his funeral tomorrow.

You hardly know his father.

He's the pope of businessmen. He's old school.

Pure mothballs. No, I'm not interested.

Well, the old school and the new school have the same surnames.

You're acting weird.

I'm tired.

Forget about concealer, then.

Peio will think you care.

I want something epic.

I want you to burn the curtains.

I want you to fuck on all the chairs and in all the bathtubs.

The neighbors won't call the police because they won't even dare.

You know why?

This is my fucking seventeenth birthday.

And it's all downhill from here.

Sounds really cool.

When is it?

I broke up with Xabi.

"I'm tired of not coming"? We've seen it a hundred times.

Look...

Leire, we'll...

We'll call you another day.

What?

You dropped us.

And you're still out.

Fuck you all.

-Leire. -What?

Xabi is telling stories.

Don't you know?

He's talking shit about your family.

He's calling your mom a slut and your dad a cuckold.

You dropped us for an asshole.

I work in an LGBTI bookstore.

I've traveled. I've lived in ghettos.

I've always felt more or less safe.

Never like a straight person. But...

if I'd lived your life,

I'd be a lot more cowardly than you.

But I can't let you stay like that.

I... I don't want

our baby to be born with a mom who's ashamed of being who she is.

-María, I'm not ashamed. -I know.

And it's not your fault.

Look, I know

that it'll be hard for you to take steps, to be seen the way you are, but...

can you think of a better reason?

-Hi there. -Hello.

-Enjoy. -Thank you.

Why didn't you go to the police?

Because the legalities would take forever.

It was Ane who sent it to him.

I checked everything until I felt disgusted at myself.

There's no trace of him sending them to anyone.

Okay.

Like the guy at the factory, right?

-Would a guilty guy give me his phone? -Of course.

Precisely for that.

So you would say that now, "Would a guilty guy give me his phone?"

The cheesemonger only trusts God.

Nowadays, it depends on the day.

How are you doing?

I don't know.

Shouldn't you distract yourself a bit?

Do you have friends?

I'm guessing you have friends, right?

Jesus, Bego.

Yes, I have friends.

But I don't want to see them.

Well, you know where I am.

Of course.

This was delicious.

They say I'm a good cook.

Do you mind if I go in her room?

Go ahead.

What is it, my love?

The kids aren't coming until tomorrow. They're with their mom.

I know.

You know.

You wouldn't have to wake up crazy early, like you do now.

The pay would be the same, sure, but you'd get a share of the profits.

-Right. -So?

-What? You want me to shut up, don't you? -No!

Plus, you'd be finished by three.

And you know how much fun the trips to promote the products are.

Well, my love?

So?

I don't know.

What?

Why did you two break up, really?

Why are you asking now?

I caught her fooling around with one of her coworkers.

Fooling around? How?

Well, they were texting each other, going out together... Fooling around.

-Maybe they were just friends. -That again.

They wouldn't have been so secretive, don't you think?

How did you find out?

I don't know, love, by asking around. I found something. I don't remember.

Isn't that a small thing to leave the mother of your children for?

Listen...

What?

I just wanted her to be like you, that's all.

-What else? -A pineapple!

-A pineapple? -Yes. Well, no.

-You don't want one. You don't like them. -Get it, my love.

-Get it. -Yeah?

Look, this one's good.

My love.

Why don't we take the left line? It's shorter.

They just started with a customer. No way. We're staying here, okay?

Okay, I'm going to the restroom.

ASK FOR THE KEY AT THE REGISTER, THANK YOU

Sorry, the key to the restroom?

It's occupied.

Ane!

Come here!

I bumped into your coworker.

He says everyone at the factory knows about my cheese.

Do I have to pay you for marketing now?

Well, Ane is very popular at work.

-Didn't you know? -No.

I thought she was the kind that ate alone in the corner.

No way. Not at all.

Quite the opposite.

Isn't that right?

Did you two have a fight?

No.

It's not your turn.

I know, but I don't mind.

Ane.

What?

Tell me you're not smoking again.

Please.

I'll be right back.

Hi, Ane.

You fucking pissed me off.

Hey. There, there. Ane. Hey.

Hey, you have to understand me, too.

Okay?

Have you reconsidered?

What?

I don't want to get angry again, okay?

Stop.

Stop!

Look what I was just sent. You won't believe it.

Jesus.

No way.

Leire.

Leire, are you okay?

Yes, Mom.

You're destroying it.

JOKIN: WE WERE FUCKING FOR FIVE HOURS

ANE: I WANT MORE

JOKIN: WHERE ARE YOU? I'LL COME

ANE: I CAN'T TODAY. TOMORROW?

ANE: I WANNA BE ON TOP AND THEN ON MY BACK LIKE BEFORE

JOKIN: DAAAMN. WANNA SWITCH TO VIDEO?

You won't even remember his name.

What was the name of the guy in the video?

César.

Did you really like him?

More than I would have wanted.

But less than what's necessary.

I don't need them, Leire.

And neither do you.

You might not need them, but you still made a good mess.

Was he the one behind all this mess?

I don't know.

Are you okay, Mom?

Of course.

-I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just... -I know, darling. I know.

She says it was an unreported mugging. That solves the mystery of the beating.

Here she comes.

She's been crying.

Mrs. Barretxeguren, I'm very sorry for your loss.

I witnessed your husband's accident.

And?

It was odd. I don't think your husband was very well.

Why didn't he report the mugging?

I imagine he told you where it happened, how, how many people...

-No. -No?

Then...

maybe it wasn't a mugging.

What do you mean?

Some things are hard to admit to.

-Especially to your wife. -What are you accusing a dead man of?

Was he faithful?

Sorry.

-No. -Sorry.

It's okay.

I'm looking for the clinic he went to.

It's only a matter of time before I find it.

It's called Lau Bide.

I deleted everything.

Do you have any idea who it might have been?

Ane only talked about good stuff.

I doubt she did in therapy.

Do you know who she saw?

It was on Recalde Boulevard.

But that's all I know.

How long until your shift ends?

Jesus Christ!

-Touch it. -No. Take it away, please.

No.

It's beautiful.

Yes...

Wow!

You should see what I feed it.

Fuck.

You're such a boss.

César was beaten up.

He had serious brain damage from the blows.

What?

Confirmed by the coroner and the neurologist.

César didn't kill himself alone. He was seriously injured.

Why are you telling me this?

The clinic also mentioned unpaid bills.

That video must have brought in a lot of money.

He clearly kept up his end of the deal.

Why beat him up, then?

Anyone who's behind a video like that can't have much of a conscience.

Perhaps they didn't reach an agreement and settled it with violence.

I worry that whoever it was won't stop there.

I hate it when people try to scare me. Understand?

Yes.

Nobody likes to admit they're not free and they fear someone might hurt them.

But it's my duty to warn you.

One more thing, Ms. Zubiri.

César's family knows more than you'd like.

The Barretxegurens blow my mind. Eight children, all male.

Did they drown the daughters or what?

Malen, just one little thing.

So cute.

"Right to free sexuality, bastards who uphold the patriarchy."

-Your daughter's more political than you. -Tell her to delete it.

Wasn't it just a little thing?

Your story is already well known. It doesn't need more publicity.

It's a child's account.

-What does it matter? -She'll be a target.

How many photographers can you pay off?

Leave my daughter alone.

Don't even mention her.

Ever again.

I'm sorry.

I thought you'd understand.

Forget it.

Yes, I know, darling.

And I really appreciate it, but...

Now isn't the best time.

You don't understand.

Leire.

Leire.

Leire, I told you to delete it, okay?

You're a kid. You don't have a damn clue about anything. Anything at all.

I'm telling you I won't delete it!

Shall I kick your ass?

-Are they friends? -Drinking buddies.

And public tender buddies...

We had to give him a warning from the board.

Peio, it's tragic what happened.

-I'm really sorry. -You're sweating.

Do you know Malen Zubiri?

Who doesn't?

Did you know my son?

No, not personally.

You seem shaken up.

Like everyone.

He was so young.

I'm touched.

I didn't have that idea of you.

Are you okay?

First campaign act?

Get out of my fucking way.

You start at six. Want me to tell the coach?

It's you who isn't needed, you useless shit.

-What the fuck did you say? -You heard!

Go fuck yourselves.

I'll call the driver.

Ms. Zubiri.

Will you call him?

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Thank you for coming.

It can't be easy. In your situation.

How are your children?

They don't really understand.

If I can help you with anything...

I thought I'd have something to say to you.

But I don't.

He's coming. Do you know each other?

You won't sleep unless you take a vacation from yourself.

Come on.

Yes?

Honey.

-Be careful. They just put it on. -Malen.

Hello, Maite.

Paco. Thank you for coming.

Leire's still family, even though you aren't anymore.

-What happened? -She hit the water wrong.

Acting without thinking. I wonder where she gets that from?

We have a spare room.

I'm in with the board of Blas de Otero School. She could be enrolled in a week.

Do you want to change schools?

I can't even go outside without being looked at.

Imagine what it's like for her.

Maybe it would be for the best, Leire.

For the time being.

Shouldn't we discuss it first?

No.

I can't wait to leave.

Leire.

Darling, wait for us.

I didn't make a scene because one rejection is enough for her today.

I don't feel safe, Alfredo.

Why? What's going on?

Someone wants to screw me over, that much is clear.

What's that have to do with Leire?

Probably nothing.

But I'd rather be cautious, even if she thinks I'm a coward.

Is it really worth pushing on, Malen?

I don't know if I'll be able to handle her.

You won't.

I can't either.

Come on, go and see your gifts.

Welcome.

You said only she would see the video!

SPAIN

Son of a bitch.

When will you stop bothering me? Haven't you had enough?

To disappear.

Is that so much to ask?

Two or three months.

Somewhere far from everything.

To get up to live.

Not to resist.

Because everything's a struggle.

Why are you doing this?

They've already won.

Leave with Leire.

Leave. Go anywhere.

Who cares if you disappoint people? Save yourself.

Save yourself.

Look what we missed.

Lezcano dancing anaurreskuas a thank you to those paying homage to him tonight.

Giving it his all.

-Miren, do you have a moment? -Have you heard?

I won't pop the champagne until he's out of the ICU. I promise.

What?

Who on earth decides to dance like that?

As soon as he got home, he had a heart attack.

Anyway, how's the new mayor feeling?

Malen?

Malen, are you there?

Subtitle translation by: Katie L Ward