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Well done, girls!

Okay, shake hands.

What do we know about the dead soccer player's son?

Iván Carvalho?

- You jealous? - Curious.

You're not competing for Joel. You're testing him for Alumni.

Yes, ma'am.

He has to earn it, not get in because you have an itch.

Emi, focus, please. Tell me what you know about Iván.

Get off me. You give off way too much heat.

Come on, the next two.

Iván is, or was, his boyfriend.

He was until he went abroad for months.

Iván.

Shit.

Iván

and Joel.

What about now?

Come on.

Who knows. It ended badly. Maybe they made up.

If there's already a crack,

there's no closing it, even if they want to.

Come to think of it, maybe you are competing for Joel.

If Joel gets back with Iván, he'll forget all about you and Alumni.

That won't happen.

Contact.

Of course it can happen.

Partners and exes are the hardest piles of shit to get rid of.

MY BOYFRIEND HAS BPD

HE TAKES HIS MEDS, LIVES A NORMAL LIFE, I'M CRAZY ABOUT HIM

What are you scheming?

My test for Chloe.

Do you have yours?

I'd rather go with the flow.

Okay, let's stop it there.

That's enough!

No, Iván! Stop it! Stop it already!

Stop.

Shake hands.

Fine.

But he'll get away.

Trust me, he won't.

Mom?

What's wrong?

Nothing, I'm just dead on my feet.

I'm like a baby.

When I'm hungry or sleepy,

I start to feel down.

You're stressed out, huh?

About the thing with Raúl, and, well, about everything, I guess.

About everything, yeah.

The police are closing in on us,

and it kills me that your brother is so distant from us.

That's the truth.

- Right. - I can't stand it.

Look, Chloe, I know you've always thought of me as evil.

And selfish

and fickle.

You're crazy, scheming, manipulative.

Okay, enough already.

But you're also a lioness

who will do anything to defend me.

And a woman who, even having nothing, has had it all,

and has fought on so that I would want for nothing.

So I could be whoever I wanted to be, no matter what anyone else said.

Mom, it's taken me a while, but I see the things in you

that aren't so bad, let's say.

Come here.

My love.

I'm so stuck. I swear, I don't know what to do.

But you've never known, Mom.

That never stopped you.

That's never stopped you. You've always pushed right on ahead.

Right.

But now I think that I won't see Iván again, after I found him, and

that anything could happen to you because of the thing with Raúl.

I don't know what to do,

but I would do anything, no matter how crazy.

I know. But look, Mom.

If you're feeling stuck, for once, let someone else take care of you.

Just this once.

I'll take charge on all fronts, and make sure you're okay.

Just this once.

Okay?

Yes?

When did you get so grown up?

- I don't know. It just happened. - No, I mean it.

You're getting Botox tomorrow.

- Are you serious? - What do you mean?

- About the Botox? - Let's see.

Preventive Botox. Do that again.

- This is so pronounced already. - Mom!

Come here! I can't stand how sad it makes me to see you grow up so much.

PE CLASS YESTERDAY WAS EMBARRASSING YOU OWE ME A SINGLET

Good morning!

So? How did you sleep?

Really well, to be honest.

Good. Because today's the big day.

- What? - The tests to join Alumni.

Trials?

Trials, plural?

As many as I come up with.

How many will there be?

I just told you. As many as I come up with.

See you later, okay?

Are you ready?

Very ready.

Nervous?

To be honest, no.

Should I be?

Not at all.

Can you get me a Diet Cola?

This is a test for Alumni.

Could be.

Oh, okay.

Now I get it. This is like some hazing thing, right?

Go get me that Diet Cola.

Okay.

Is she paying for it?

Hon, it's a can, for God's sake. It's not a barrel of Brent oil.

Are you willing to humiliate yourself to join?

Is this humiliating myself?

Bowing your head and obeying her like a boss? Yes.

Oh, babe. Anarcho-syndicalism this early in the morning? No way.

Why do you want to join?

Because we're graduating. This is over.

I can make contacts that I'll need.

They're so demanding. They want you to be there all the time.

It's not a big deal.

Babe, they're like a cult. That's what people say.

Then I'll make sure that the cult doesn't suck me in.

- You don't believe in us anymore, do you? - What?

- Do you? - What?

When school's over, you'll break up with me, and you're getting ready.

Why do you...

You're just getting ready so it doesn't hurt as much when it's time.

- Don't worry about me. Let's quit now. - Eric.

Eric, stop.

You don't know how happy you make me.

Besides, if we break up, it'll be because you leave me.

No.

- No? - That's not gonna happen.

Well, there you go. It's never gonna happen.

Okay?

Isadora, you want me to come in five hours before my shift,

and this is my time off.

I know it's just this once. And tomorrow, it will be twice.

I doubt you'll pay me overtime when you don't even pay me a living wage.

What is it?

Yeah, okay, I'm coming. I'll be right there.

What do you mean, "Take a cab"?

Do you know how much that costs?

I appreciate you paying me half. That's very kind of you.

Half?

I'd rather take the bus.

Okay, that's fine. I'll get a taxi. All right, bye.

Omar, this stress isn't good for you at all.

Maybe I'm just not ready to go back to normal life yet.

You are. What you're not ready for is to have a boss who's so...

Say it.

Say it, Sis. Go on, say it.

Stand up to her!

- Let's have breakfast. - I can't.

What? I mean, call her and tell her.

I can't, Nadia, dammit!

Don't stress me out even more!

We had plans.

Rain check?

Omar, I'm flying to New York tomorrow.

Let's have lunch, then.

Or dinner?

Or we can meet up tomorrow before you go. Okay?

Is that a plan? Yeah?

- Yes. - Yes?

Love you!

Oh my God.

Thanks, Chloe. See you around.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Hmm?

I love you.

I love you too.

I mean, I love you. I love you. I love you.

Bye.

Good morning.

Why are you here?

I was on patrol, and I stopped by to say hello.

On patrol? An inspector?

Yeah, well, I still walk the beat once in a while.

I can't talk to you now, Luis. I have a work meeting.

I'll stop by later.

Look, with all due respect and all my affection,

I've told you a thousand times that I don't want any contact with you.

You can't just show up here like this. I'm gonna end up calling the...

Calling the police?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to trouble you.

My meeting.

- A big party? Today? - Huge.

We can't do something like this with no money, no license...

Shut up! What did I say? How do you make money?

- You spend it, my love. - We can't even pay for ice!

I'll ask for favors.

- Favors you'll need to return. - Exactly. That's my problem.

The DJ booth has to be epic.

You're DJing?

I don't feel like it. And I don't draw crowds anymore.

Then who is affordable and brings them in?

Whoa! You're anxious all of a sudden.

I'll make some calls. In the meantime, use "surprise DJ."

What about the booth?

You're gonna flip.

Like this.

That's worth more than my house, Isadora.

It's not just the structure but the people who set it up, the time...

No, no way. The waiters can set it up.

How many waiters should I hire?

- Eleven. - What?

Eleven.

Eleven more? Or 11 in total?

Eleven in total.

No need to spend a fortune.

Get a grip. I think you have to watch your tone again.

I can't pay for the structure and 11 waiters.

Well, get rid of some people. How many? Four? Tell you what.

Send the bouncers home. Except the doorman.

A mega party with no security?

And no insurance. Whatever.

I'm sorry. I can't work in these conditions.

Oh, Omar. Don't say that.

Everything's gonna be great. You're the best. Have faith in yourself.

Can I offer you 5% of the proceeds as a bonus?

Deal?

All right! Fucking awesome. It's a party!

- Thanks. - Party!

Let's party!

Us two, alone in the shower, not looking at each other?

Well, I did look at you quite a bit.

Head to toe.

I don't know, Iván. I wasn't comfortable.

It was kinda weird, after what...

Sorry about the argument.

I really missed you too,

and I was worked up.

Me too.

How are you? Did you find a place to sleep yet?

Yes. Yeah, I'm crashing at Alumni.

I see.

I saw you getting cozy with the president.

Well, we get along well.

He thinks I'd fit in, and I want to join.

But that's it. Nothing more to it.

Look, I'd love to get back together.

And pick things up where we left off.

I wish I could say yes, but

it's not easy to forget what happened.

Especially the argument.

I know, and I totally get it,

but what if we take it slow?

We could start by spending the night together, if you like.

Let me think about it.

Okay?

Okay.

SHOULD WE START?

Record the girls showering in the locker room.

What?

- Are you kidding me? - No, why?

I expected something else.

- Something else? - Something less...

Less what?

Less childish?

Less like primary school?

It would have been a few years ago.

These days, with all the feminist bullshit,

you could end up in jail.

Or worse,

expelled.

"Feminist bullshit"?

Radical feminists.

Feminazis.

The stinky, hairy ones.

You know what, Héctor? I just lost my interest in joining.

- I'm kidding, Joel, damn it! - Also, my best friend is Black.

What does that have to do with feminazis?

Okay, fine.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

Will you forgive me?

What if I get caught?

You have to prove to me that you'll do anything to belong.

Even risk losing your spot at the best school in the country.

HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT IT?

Girls, whose bag is this?

Joel.

Looking for this?

Cousin!

- What's wrong? - I don't know.

- Should I call a doctor? - I don't know if it's anxiety or what.

Should I call my parents?

Eric!

Fuck.

Chloe!

My love, are you all right?

- No, something's wrong with me. - Did you take your meds?

- Yes. You don't trust me, do you? - I didn't say that.

"The kid has anxiety 'cause he didn't take his pill."

- Stop imagining things. - Don't gaslight me, dammit.

What do you mean?

Well, it seems you're gonna leave me.

- Deny it, and I'll snap. - No.

You use that condescending tone to get me to take my meds.

Don't act all innocent.

Excuse me, Emilia.

This should not be happening.

It's not nerves, right? No, this is me.

It just is what it is.

Go take care of him.

Excuse me.

Eric.

Maybe Eric can tell you something.

Do you really think my cousin is fit to play detective now?

Right.

But maybe he knows something about Chloe and Raúl, and you can tell me.

There's trouble when we talk about her.

Right.

Are you okay?

I don't know what else to do.

Maybe let it be.

And accept that what they say happened is what happened.

Raúl would never do that.

I think you're starting to forget who Raúl was. And all he did to you.

- He deserved to die for it? - I'm not saying that.

I'm saying don't romanticize your relationship with him.

Don't let your memory turn him into someone he wasn't.

Okay?

Hug?

No, I can't. I can't.

Sara.

Give me the keys.

Give them to me. Come on.

I said no. I'm going.

Nico! Nico, come on!

I won't leave you alone until you go in.

You go first? Or I go first?

Okay, I go first.

You can open your eyes now.

Thank you.

Hi.

How's your boyfriend?

Better. I sent him home, so I hope he'll be okay.

He does have a lot of fits, doesn't he?

I heard he makes a huge racket.

No. Well, he used to.

But he's on medication now and goes to therapy, so he's much better.

He's a different person.

Come, sit.

I'm worried this might affect your membership.

If you get in.

Why? I don't see why it should.

It's simply a matter of priorities.

How far are you willing to go to be one of us?

Look, I swear Eric is okay, and I don't know if...

Mental problems never go away.

His episodes will be less frequent,

but they'll always plague him.

And then what?

What do you mean?

You'll drop what you're doing,

even if you're with us, to go and take care of him, won't you?

Well, of course I will.

- Obviously. - That's my point.

Obviously.

Priorities.

I'll see you around. Bye.

So that was my test.

What?

What you just asked me.

Whether I'd put Eric before Alumni, right?

No, not at all.

That was just a question. A quick chat.

- Bye. - Right. Bye.

You were recording the girls while they showered, weren't you?

Are you aware that this is not a childish prank but a crime?

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Virginia.

But why did you do it?

Was it your idea, or were you coerced?

Because this doesn't seem like you, to be honest.

Tell me.

Joel, if you don't reply,

I'll have to expel you right now.

Please explain what happened.

Good morning!

Did anything happen?

That's Joel's phone.

Here. Go to the club, and wait for me there.

Close the door on your way out.

- What are you doing? - Giving you a hand.

Because if you expel Joel,

an attorney, a really good one, will sue Las Encinas for malpractice.

And then someone will leak the video.

Those poor girls will be exposed, and their parents will ask themselves,

"How was the video leaked? How was it recorded?"

Your management will be questioned.

They'll let you take the fall.

I don't want you to go, Virginia. I really don't.

I'm really fond of you.

So I will delete the video.

Okay? You have my word.

Let's pretend nothing happened.

No need to thank me, I guess.

You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. Right?

Okay. You won't get expelled.

Seriously?

But what did you say to her?

Come. Sit down and show me the video.

- What for? - Sit down and show me the video.

But why?

Because that's the next test.

And close the door.

That's fucking hot.

Does it turn you on?

Everything beautiful and pervy does.

- I should leave you to it, then. - No.

- The test. - What test?

That's right. Look at me.

You're getting a hard-on.

No, it's best if you don't.

You can't come.

That's the test.

Stop. We'll get caught.

Yeah? You think so? Let's see.

Héctor.

Don't give up. You're so close to joining Alumni.

Did you come?

Héctor!

Where are you?

Yes, yes! Don't come in. I'll come out.

What are you doing?

You'll continue later.

Yes?

The whiskey is good, huh?

If I slept with Iván, I'd be saying, "Yes, I'm your little kept trophy."

That was my argument, and yours, up until now.

- Now I doubt it's really yours. - What?

- You just convince yourself of it. - I'm with Chloe, love.

- You want to get back with Iván. - Of course I do.

But I won't if we're not on equal terms.

- Who's on equal terms? Sonia and I? - No, you're not. That's why.

What do you mean? Sonia won't buy me a bag of chips.

Because I won't allow it.

If you don't want to feel like a kept man, don't allow it, man.

But you do allow it.

You let people take care of you.

What do you mean?

The president of that club?

Look, there's Iván.

Did you know he forked over two million to Chloe's mom?

Well, his own mom. So she'd get lost.

Who? The club guy?

No. Iván.

Chloe's mom is Iván's mom?

Follow me. Two million, okay? Two. Just like that.

Easy as me giving you a drink on the house.

Well, no. They'd take it out of my pay.

Same thing.

In short, yes, I do want to get back with him.

But I've got to stand on my own two feet.

No benefactor or wealthy family? If you're born poor, you die poor.

So what should I do?

If you love him, go get him.

You saw how quickly he forgot about you in South Africa.

Oh, great. Thanks. That's great.

Thanks for making me even more insecure.

It's what I think.

Right. What about your papers? All good?

Son of a bitch.

That was a low blow, you jerk.

Go get the millionaire.

- Dalmar. - We don't want you to be a kept man.

Go get him.

I'm chained to this bar. I can't.

Are you in love with him or not?

- Leave me alone. - Just make something up.

- I said leave me alone. - Bring him ice, glasses, lemons.

Whatever! Go on!

Okay.

I JUST THOUGHT OF ANOTHER TEST. NOW.

I'M WORKING.

LEAVE AND COME MEET ME. WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES?

OFFLINE

Hey!

Didn't we agree you'd stay home and rest?

Yes, but I feel fine.

I'd rather be with you than at home, staring at the ceiling.

I'll order. Want anything? And you?

I'm okay. And you shouldn't be drinking, please.

- Don't you trust me? - I do, but you had a fit today.

- A fit? - Yes, a fit. An episode.

Saying that because you're sick of me?

- I'm not sick of you. - Relax, it's just an expression.

I'm very relaxed, thank you.

- Don't talk to her like that. - You were staying home.

- Just what we needed. - Shit.

- Wasn't he going to stay home? - I told him that.

You didn't confuse him by texting things like "stay home" and "I miss you"?

Nico, stop.

Stay out of it, man.

Everybody stop. What the hell's wrong with you?

Am I always to blame for everything?

- Chloe. - No, I don't want to talk now.

- Is everything okay? - You two have some fucking nerve!

You happy now, cousin?

Eric, wait!

Hi.

Hey, I haven't seen you in a while.

Yeah, I had to sort something out with Isa.

Fucking shit!

- I'll get a mop. - Someone else can. You're off the clock.

- Iván, look at that mess. - I paid Isa to let you off.

We can go to my place now. She charged me bar manager rates, but...

I said I wanted to think about it.

- But do you like the idea? - Yeah.

- That's it, then. - You can't make decisions about my job.

Joel, I'm not...

Ask Isa for your money back, and wait until I'm done.

- But I spoke to... - You know what? Don't wait for me.

- I'm not in the fucking mood. - But, Joel...

Damn, I'm fed up with this, Iván.

Now you're paying my boss so you can spend the night with me.

I'm not even your kept man anymore. I'm just your whore.

Go.

Just go and let me work.

Omar!

Omar!

Omar!

Checking up on me?

Getting to know the place.

Right.

It's really cool.

I'm okay, Nadia.

I'm really busy. Have a drink, and I'll find you later.

Hey!

Careful, huh?

Fuck! My bike!

- What? - It's gone!

He can't work without his bike.

- He needs to report it himself. - No, he's too nervous.

Come here, kid. We need your ID for the report.

- I'm the one reporting it! - Isn't the bike his?

Kid!

I left my ID at home. She said she was going to report it.

Are you sure? Do you have any?

Are you asking because he's Black?

No, I'm sure he has papers if he's working.

- Give me your details. I'll look you up. - Look.

Forget it. We'll be back some other day. It's only a bike.

My love. Uh...

I've been thinking about it, and yes,

maybe it's best if I stay away.

Well, stay away. We're in the same class and share the same friends.

But

I think it's best for us to just be friends.

Maybe they are right,

and I'm not what's best for you.

I do believe, my love, that I give you the best of me, but

with your insecurity and your episodes,

although they're less and less frequent, what you need

is to not have to worry.

We'll talk about it in person, okay?

But... now you can let it sink in,

and it won't catch you by surprise.

Omar.

Hey, easy. Easy.

Breathe.

Hi, Isadora.

Don't worry. These things happen.

Omar, I'm going to need all the papers. The permit, the insurance policy...

Excuse me.

It's not the right time.

Take him to the paramedics.

Can you show me the papers?

Who can show them to me?

I don't have them.

What?

I have no permit, no insurance, no money. I have nothing.

Come with me.

Stop! What are you doing?

If you want, I can try to misplace the report.

What?

Ask me. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure this goes nowhere.

Sure, it'll be complicated.

Much more than sneaking the phone into jail, but if you ask me,

I'll do everything in my power.

You won't stop until my whole family is in jail, including myself.

Why do you say that?

I've seen what you are capable of, Luis.

I'm doing a favor for a friend.

Right. In exchange for what?

Friends don't ask for anything. It doesn't work like that.

You'll want something in return. We both know that.

Isa, what matters now is whether you need and want me to help you.

Yes.

Yes, I want you to help me, Luis. Do what you have to do.

You should go. You'll miss your flight.

I have time.

How are you, man?

I slept on the floor

with a scrap of cloth that barely covered my knees.

I wasn't allowed to take a piss.

I'll take him to his room.

And they let me go as though they were doing me a favor.

But anyway, I have a record now.

They're after me.

Let's go.

I mean,

this apartment is full of misfortune and piles of shit.

I'm going to bed too.

Go on. Hurry back to New York.

And to your dream internship at the UN.

- I'm not sure if that's what I should do. - Hmm, yes.

It's the only thing you should do.

Get out of here while you can.

Thanks, Mom.

Bye, darling.

Honey!

Sure you don't want us to go and do girlie things?

Mom, I have to talk to Eric.

If he's here, because he probably stayed home.

I just want you to be okay.

- I know. And me too. - So let's go! Skip class.

Mom, I have something important to deal with.

It's not because I don't want to, okay?

- I love you. - Me too.

Emilia.

- Hi, Chloe. - Hi.

Good morning.

I wanted to ask you if you've made a decision about me and Alumni.

- Unfortunately not. - I left Eric.

Priorities, right?

And on top of that, I'm on file.

Getting my papers now is...

Don't think about that.

I'll be right back.

CHOOSE USERNAME

I KNOW YOU GOT 2 MILLION EUROS. SHOULD WE TALK?

Good morning.

You should find another place to sleep, okay?

Come here.

What?

I said come here.

Please.

What? What do you want?

I want to join the club.

- Your priorities weren't clear last night. - They weren't clear to me.

This was my test, wasn't it?

You messed with me with your tests,

but you expected this, right?

You wanted to know if I'd do whatever it took.

So there you go.

Is that what I am to you?

A sacrifice?

Does it matter?

If you want it, take it.

You guys are used to taking whatever you want.

Come on, then.

You have my permission.

Héctor. Héctor, look at me.

Héctor. Héctor, take it easy.

Breathe.

It's okay.

Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro