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- Welcome. - Welcome.

Welcome.

Thank you.

Welcome.

Welcome.

- Thanks. - Welcome.

Great. Congratulations, everyone.

You are now full-fledged members of Alumni.

- I'm so sorry. - You're not sorry at all, Joel!

You're a selfish son of a bitch.

And I swear to God

you're going to regret this for the rest of your life. I swear.

You don't look so good. Anything wrong?

Everything, basically.

Tell me what I can do to help.

I really miss my dad, Luis.

He won't answer the phone,

or when he does, he hangs up right away, and to be honest, I just want to see him.

I want to apologize to him, tell him that he was right,

and ask him for help because I can't take it anymore.

You want a family visit.

Please.

Isa, your father isn't allowed to receive visits.

What do you want in return?

No, that'd be two favors you owe me. Two big ones too.

Go ahead. Ask away.

Want me to order room service?

Yeah, good idea.

But get dressed up. You can't stay in your pajamas.

Get undressed, take a shower, get changed. I don't know.

Get dolled up. It's a special dinner.

Will you be able to get me the visit with my father?

I'll do everything I can. Count on it.

And smile.

I like you better when you smile.

Go on, go shower.

I've got to go, okay? I have a meeting with Virginia.

By the way,

tomorrow's your first Alumni event.

Oh, I forgot.

I'll leave this here, okay?

What is that?

Your fee.

What do you mean? There's a fee?

Yes, Joel. Of course there's a fee.

We need to pay for events, trips, and conferences.

They're only an excuse to have a blast abroad.

Then there's maintenance and blah, blah, blah.

Two thousand euros. Are you joking?

- No, why? - A month?

One thousand a month and another thousand for tomorrow's event.

And it's a cheap one.

Héctor, I'm crashing here, and I wait tables, okay?

I couldn't even pay 100 euros.

That's why we don't take scholarship kids.

Okay. I'll take care of your expenses.

No, no fucking way. My school fees are already paid by my...

Your?

Iván.

Do I need to worry?

No. I mean, I refuse to depend on him, you, or anyone.

Think of it as a loan.

When will I pay you back? And how?

How about this?

Let's say tomorrow's event is a competition with a very big prize.

The fees, the extra fees, and what's in the bank,

we normally give it all to charity.

So if I win, and I always do, I'll give it to you.

So I'm your charity now?

Joel, with a prize like that, you can stop worrying about fees, tuition,

and a lot of other things for a long time.

Honey, you don't know how proud I am of you

and how excited I feel.

Belonging with the Krawietzs.

Coffee? Diet Cola?

It's only natural he's like that.

You broke up with him on WhatsApp.

I know.

But it was the best way.

Yeah, he was probably alone at home,

in a safe space, where he could react how he needed to.

- Of course, my love. - Yes.

Young people are too considerate these days.

Who's this interrupting me now?

- Get me something from the machine. - What's wrong?

Nothing, honey. A pest who wants to see me again. And I don't.

Cappuccino. Thank you.

ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND EUROS, IN 50-EURO BILLS, IN A DUFFEL BAG

LUGGAGE LOCKERS

You look great, Dad.

And you look too skinny.

- Don't start! I'm not. - It's true. You hardly eat.

All right.

How are you?

Feeling like shit. Pretty bad, to be honest.

Oh. See, I thought that you were stronger.

That no one could stop you or break you.

That you were a loyal daughter.

Dad, forgive me.

Yeah, your apologies won't get me out of here.

What will get me out is what I need you to do for me.

Sure, I'll do whatever you want.

Do you remember Cibrán?

No, who is he?

You've seen him a thousand times but were probably focused on yourself.

Please. We did business with him several times.

And, well, let's say we still owe him a lot of money.

How much is a lot?

- A lot. - And "we" means Mom and you?

No, "we" means all three of us. Mom, you, and I.

Since you're the owner now.

I want you to sell everything to Cibrán, regardless of the price he offers.

- No, I won't sell anything to anyone. - Yes, you will.

- Selling is stupid. - You will do it.

Give him whatever he wants.

With that money, you hurry back here and bail me out.

That's your priority. Forget about saving the business.

Your priority is to pay my bail

and get me out so the three of us can go far away, to Argentina.

Yes, please.

The only place where, someday,

I might forget what a disappointment you've been as a daughter.

You're being dramatic, Dad. I can fix everything.

- I'll pay the debts, pay Cibrán... - Isadora.

I'll make a profit...

Isadora! You're not listening to me.

Don't argue.

I don't have much time.

What do you mean, Dad?

You get out there, go see Cibrán,

and do exactly what I asked you.

No. Stop.

I have lots of things to say.

Am I really a disappointment as a daughter?

Bye.

Baby. Baby, listen to me.

Wait, say something. How are you?

Fuck!

That fucking bitch!

Hello.

Hi.

I'm Chloe's mom.

You look very familiar.

- You know my daughter, don't you? - Yes, I do.

- Uh-huh. - How can I help you?

- I'm looking for this sort of Black kid. - Ma'am.

Well, not "sort of."

Dalmar.

- Dolmar. - Dalmar.

Sorry, I get confused with names.

And if they're exotic, even worse.

- Right. - Is he home?

He must be. I saw him come in.

I didn't see him come in, but... Dalmar!

Chloe's mom is looking for you.

Hello.

Shall we take a walk, handsome?

I need to tell you something about Chloe.

I'm heading out. I'll leave you guys alone.

- Okay. - Omar, no. Wait.

- Pleased to meet you. - Don't go.

- Have a nice day. - There's a letter for you.

Bye!

Does anyone else live here?

Are you sure?

Can you get me a glass of water? With ice.

How can I help you, ma'am?

Quit the formalities.

You're blackmailing me.

Are you scared of the police, Dalmar?

What?

I am too.

If the police saw that video, they might think that I

had something to do with what happened to Raúl.

And that wasn't the case, as I'm sure you'll understand.

Hmm?

It's as if...

It's as if I took this knife...

Hmm? And cut myself.

And I went to the police station and told them you did it.

Who would they believe? Tell me.

A white, Spanish woman of a certain age

or...

Do I need to say more? I don't, right?

Come on, sweetheart.

Give me back the money, okay?

We'll forget about the video, about all this nonsense,

and carry on as if nothing happened.

What do you say?

Bye.

SPANISH GOVERNMENT IMMIGRATION OFFICE

ONE MONTH TO LEAVE THE COUNTRY

Couldn't we meet somewhere else?

This won't take long. Come on.

- Another loan was denied. - I can't fucking believe this, dude.

Did all the banks agree not to lend me money?

Do you want a glass of water?

No.

Then sell to that family friend guy. Cimbel?

Cibrán? No, I can't.

Do you know how it feels to be a disappointment to your parents?

I'm a Muslim, and I'm gay. I do know.

That's true. Sorry.

Dude, what I need to do is rescue my business,

and rub it in my parents' faces.

That's what I have to do.

Oh, yeah?

How?

Hey. No. Come on.

Come here.

Don't let them see you cry.

I'm not going to cry. But I can't take it anymore, Omar.

Aren't you Iván's best friend?

And isn't he the patron of the needy?

I can't. I'd be mortified. It's a lot of money.

Well, that's what friends are for.

Dude, do you realize what you're getting into?

Alumni is a bunch of fascists.

My sister knows them. They're something else.

I don't care about that.

You don't care that you're joining a fascist cult?

- I'm doing my own thing. - And what is that?

Networking.

Which you can't afford.

Well, I'll figure something out with the fees and everything.

That's what I always do.

Joel, Las Encinas is also supposed to be a safe bet for the future, and look at me.

Come on, get real.

Your sister is doing great.

Isn't she?

Well, there you go.

You've gone stiff all of a sudden.

I'd appreciate an answer, if possible.

It's a lot.

I know.

I mean, Isa...

if I lend you all the money you want,

I want you to promise to pay me first.

Before paying back other lenders, before covering expenses,

and long before there's a profit, if there even is any.

And I doubt there will be.

- What? - Look.

Pay me before anyone else.

Pay the others.

Cover your expenses.

And then you get your profit.

Any profit will be shared, obviously,

but I doubt there will be any.

You don't trust me.

- I do. - You don't. I can't believe it.

I do, but the structure collapsed not long ago.

What about the structure, Iván?

Is there a police report somewhere?

I had all the papers. The structure collapsed. Bad luck.

Shit happens, what can I say?

I can't believe it.

My dad, my mom, my best friend. No one trusts me.

- I trust you, but... - Forget it, Iván. I'm really grateful.

I'll have them bring the bill. You're not getting a fucking discount.

Baby?

Yes?

You spoke to Cibrán, didn't you?

Huh?

Oh, no. No, I didn't in the end.

What do you mean, "in the end"?

I'll find a different solution, Mom.

That's enough, baby! Listen to me for once in your life.

Your dad told you to sell everything to Cibrán,

and that's what you're gonna do. Do you hear me?

- Mom, I'm not... - We're getting your dad out of jail.

Where you, you fickle brat, put him.

Do you know what we're gonna do? We're calling Cibrán right now.

You're going to speak to him with me here because you don't seem to get it. Here.

Hello, Cibrán. How are you?

No. I'm Isadora, her daughter.

Likewise.

Is this your offer?

- I have more money in the bank. - With what you owe me, we'd be even.

- I need to pay my dad's bail. - It's not negotiable. Take it or leave it.

How much do we owe you?

No. I've been giving your father time for too long. I won't give it to you.

You have today to decide.

Someone's in here!

Shit.

For crying out loud. Is everyone peeing at the same time?

- What is it? - How are you, Joel?

I'm fine, and you?

- Fine. - I'm glad.

Is it true what I heard about the Alumni event?

How do you know about that?

- Chloe told us. - She shouldn't have.

No, that's a lie. It wasn't Chloe.

Chloe told Sonia because she wanted to tell Eric,

but Eric won't speak to her, and then Sonia told Eric.

And Eric, who won't speak to me either, but sometimes does,

spoke to me in this case and told me about it.

Is it true or not?

Nico, what happens in Alumni stays in Alumni.

- I'll take that as a yes. Where is it? - I can't tell you.

But the prize would blow your mind.

- Wanna know what it is? - Sure!

- But you can't tell anyone! - I won't, man!

What are you doing?

Going with you.

Honey, you can't.

Hold on.

What do you want?

I want to take part.

What?

- I didn't... - No, she didn't tell me. No.

Who did?

I don't know. Anyway, can I?

It's Alumni only. I'm sorry. Bye!

What if I gave you a share of Isadora House as payment?

For taking part. A percentage.

What the fuck? You're out of your mind.

You shut up.

Come on, Isa.

Keep talking.

If I win, the prize is mine, obviously.

If I lose, I'll give you a share of Isadora House.

You mean your bankrupt club?

It's much more than a club.

Also, you can save it. Aren't you the best at everything?

Let's go.

See you in a bit.

The fascist and the furious.

Don't I get a good-luck kiss?

You may just have to earn it.

Come here, you!

Are you serious?

Don't bust my balls. I'm doing it anyway.

- You're a shit driver! - I'm a perfectly fine driver.

Yes, to go shopping, not for a race like this.

You're gonna get yourself killed.

It's not like I have much to lose.

Fuck!

Come here.

There, back, and there again.

The first to finish wins.

Are you girls ready?

Are you boys ready?

In three,

two,

one!

Joel, don't say go!

What?

Go!

Isa!

Come on!

- Why are you here? - Are you annoyed I didn't come for you?

She can't fucking drive! She'll get herself killed!

- This was her decision. - You're so selfish.

Me? I'm selfish?

What?

If I had come looking for you, would you not have made out with Héctor?

Are you guys together?

Shit, Iván!

Joel, come!

Joel, come!

Get away!

Joel, listen. Look at me.

Come on, get up.

Come on.

- Can you? - Yes.

Come on.

Wait, let me help.

Are you okay?

Easy.

Okay, look at me.

Are you okay?

- Yes. - Are you?

Are you okay?

- Yes, I think so. - Cool.

Should we talk business?

- Excuse me? - I'm not talking to you.

- What business? - Yours. You owe me your business.

What do you mean?

She offered a share of her club to take part.

Well... that's impossible.

- I'm not talking to you. - Well, you have to.

Because I'm the owner of Isadora House.

What?

Isa sold it to me yesterday and

I don't know why she promised you something that wasn't hers to give.

It's in my name, so you'll have to talk to me.

You're in debt with Alumni.

And I can assure you that you'll pay.

Thank you.

I hate coming to this shithole.

Good thing it's all over now.

- When are you closing the deal? - I'm not.

- What? - He offered me peanuts, Mom.

- What did your father tell you? - I don't care.

But I couldn't accept his shitty offer.

I almost had to pay him. And there wasn't enough for Dad's bail.

He said that, considering Dad's debt...

Did he mention the debt?

That's all he talked about.

What else did he say, Isadora?

That I had to give him an answer yesterday.

I want to see my husband.

- I need to see him. It's urgent. - Ma'am.

- Don't touch me! - Calm down.

- Please. - I need to see my husband.

Please, his name is Martín Artiñán.

I need to see him, please! It's urgent!

Roberta! Roberta, what is it?

Don't touch me!

Mom, what's happening?

No. They killed him.

They killed your father.

They killed him.

You killed him.

You killed him.

You fickle, drug-addict bitch! You killed him!

You killed him! You're the worst thing to happen to me!

The worst!

My poor Martín.

Do you think I'm scared that you're a cop?

Are you threatening me?

You know what?

I won't wait for you to listen to me.

Shitheads like you deserve little less than death.

I'm going to screw you over, and I'm going to do it right now.

Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro