Original subtitles

I've never believed in Heaven.

I believe in Earth and paying our dues here.

- Marín. - But leaving this Earth

while seeing a familiar face must make it easier.

When you witness someone's end,

you can feel their body counting down, fading away.

Nine, eight, seven...

Their eyes are fixed on you and you feel cold.

Six, five...

But that cold

is just the fear of knowing that some people saw you before they left...

but not the ones who needed you the most.

Four, three, two...

and one.

I've never thought about how that last moment will be for me.

Who will be with me?

Who will I look at?

HOLY FAMILY

Where are you hiding her?

She's safe. That should be enough for you.

No. Mm-mm.

- I want to talk to her, or... - Or what?

You'll call the police? I don't think it's in your best interest.

Go to Argentina...

and leave my son alone.

You have that monstrosity thanks to me.

If I had known how he was going to be born, then...

you and I wouldn't be having this conversation right now.

- Give it back to her. It's hers. - No.

- Yes. - No!

That child is mine.

He's mine.

I can't be away from him.

And I don't want any of my children anywhere near you.

Least of all a baby.

- Nico stays with me. - No.

It's hers.

All you did was put the, um...

Say it.

Say it.

The...

Say it!

Say it.

Or say it to your god!

To your church!

To your priests and to your pastors.

Tell them I carried...

the fruit of my son and your daughter who couldn't get pregnant.

And that you prayed, and prayed, and prayed.

And hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

A miracle. I got pregnant.

Crazy, huh?

Folks who don't believe in anything...

apparently think that we're praying...

for ourselves.

No.

We pray for people like you.

Your prayers are wasted.

I am not a Christian.

But I've got faith.

Faith in my children.

Faith in my family.

Because family is sacred.

And, Fernando...

No prayer will ever help you bury a child, none.

So make your decision.

Either you go alone or with her.

I want my daughter...

to be delivered here tonight.

- Tell me. - Have you found her?

No, no.

No, I haven't found her yet.

But I think I know where she is.

Attention, passengers.

The bus to Barcelona will depart at 3:30 p.m.

Departure at platform nine.

Attention, passengers.

The bus to Barcelona will depart at 3:30 p.m.

Departure at platform nine.

FOUR DEAD IN CAR ACCIDENT

MOTHER AND CHILDREN DIE IN CAR ACCIDENT

Aitana, sweetie.

- Leave me alone. - Listen to me.

I'm not asking you to forgive me.

- Just don't go away like this. - How? Behind your back?

I can't believe you're surprised. It runs in our genes.

Natalia is leaving tonight.

Shit. You don't get it. You think this is just about Natalia?

No, but we'll be better off without her. I can be better.

- Yeah. - I can be better for you.

When, though?

I've been waiting for this whole fucking year.

I have tried, you know? Although I haven't succeeded.

- You definitely haven't. - Listen to me.

Sweetie.

Remember our trip to Seville? One of our best trips, right?

Well, except for the day you got lost.

I was running like crazy from one place to another.

I couldn't find you and suddenly I did!

You were sitting on the sidewalk.

And you said to me with a smile from ear-to-ear,

"Mom,

I knew you were going to find me, and you did."

Julia always made it on time.

But I'm not Julia anymore, sweetheart.

And you're no longer a child.

Tell me what to do here.

Set Natalia free.

No more lies and deception.

And get me that passport.

It's either that or nothing.

...to Barcelona will depart at 3:30 p.m.

Departure at platform nine.

Let's go home.

Go. Go away.

Gloria!

- Coming! Who is it? - It's me, Alicia.

- Alicia. - Gloria.

- What happened? - Lorenzo...

I'm gonna head to the station. I'll see you soon.

Sounds good. I'll go with them later, okay?

Gloria...

Gloria! Lorenzo...

Lorenzo...

I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do without him?

We have to go now, okay? I'm sorry.

- There, there. - Blanca, sweetheart...

I'm here for you.

Come on. Come on, let's go.

Careful, watch your head.

POLICE

Losada, let's go straight to the police station, okay?

What are you talking about? No way, it doesn't make sense.

She went looking for you and Fernando.

Besides, he's a child. Mom is incapable of killing him.

- Incapable? - Yes.

Lorenzo saw everything.

Why did you come back? Don't go that way, Mariana.

What way, Edu? All I know is that Lorenzo's dead.

And I don't know what the fuck to think anymore.

Oh my God.

Killing a child.

Jesus. Do you really think I could...

Oh my God, that's too much.

I can't even say it out loud.

I didn't do it.

You have to trust me.

Is that clear?

- Who was it that found him? - I have no idea.

All I know is that Blanca is just devastated.

Right now we need to take care of ourselves.

- Swear it. - Swear what?

That you had nothing to do with it, neither with Lorenzo's or Marcos's death.

- Again? Come on. - I swear.

On Santi.

The baby.

Oh, and by the way...

Fernando has accepted. Natalia's leaving tonight.

You're such a pain.

It's your father.

Papa?

Natalia, sweetie. How are you?

- Oh, Papa! - It's okay, baby. It's okay.

Help me, please. They have Nico. I'm begging you...

No, don't worry, don't worry. Everything will be fine.

- No... - That's enough.

- Julia, give her the phone back, damn it! - No!

Let me calm her down.

- This is as generous as I'll ever get. - Please!

- Consider it a gift. - Julia!

Julia. Julia, let me go, please. Please.

You're leaving. Just quit whining. You should be happy.

No! Not without Nico!

When Santi died, were you happy?

That's how I feel.

It's not the same thing.

You've never given birth to a child.

Go to fucking hell!

You want to hear the truth? Huh? You want to hear the truth?

Your son was gonna leave you!

We were moving to Argentina. Didn't he tell you? We were leaving.

He wanted you far! Far, you hear?

I know you can hear me and I know it hurts!

Julia!

You disgust me, Julia! You disgust me!

Mom.

I didn't see him.

I didn't see him, I... I didn't see him, Mom.

We have to take him to a hospital, Mom. I didn't see him.

Mom, we have to take him to a hospital, for fuck's sake!

Quiet!

Come here, sweetie.

It's okay.

Get in the car. Don't worry about it. Get in the car.

Get in the car.

Call me.

Excuse me, do you have change?

Uh... No, I'm sorry. I only have this.

Tell me what you want. It's on me.

- Okay, but I'll pay you back. - No, no, no. Don't be silly.

One shot? Double?

One shot.

- I'm Abel. - Manu.

Who are you here for?

My grandpa. He's stable, but, well... we'll see.

Ah. Good luck.

- First night here? - Yeah.

The first one is the worst.

Well, the first one, the second one...

I don't want to be a bummer, but there are no good nights here.

What about you? Who are you here for?

My partner.

He's in a coma.

The doctors have been very clear.

They have no idea.

It might take a week, two months, two years...

Who knows?

I'm sorry. Are you sleeping here every night?

No, I wish.

We live in Barcelona.

But I can't take him back until he's stable.

So I, uh... I rented an apartment in the area.

Hmm.

Hope he gets better.

- Thanks. Likewise. - Thanks.

We'll hang in there while there's coffee.

Caterina!

Open the fucking door!

Caterina!

Caterina!

Open the door!

Caterina!

Open the door!

- It's Claudia! Open the goddamn door! - Hey, hey, hey, take it easy.

- You're gonna knock the door down. - Fuck off, damn it.

No one's home. You're wasting your time.

Do you know Caterina?

Do you know where she is?

She has my daughter.

I don't... I don't know. I'm sorry.

They left all of the sudden without saying a word.

I don't think they're coming back. They took everything.

Fuck my fucking life.

Fuck my fucking life!

Fuck my fucking life!

Fuck my fucking life, assholes! Motherfuckers!

She's my daughter!

Open the goddamn door!

I'm glad you called me.

- I want to know what happened to him too. - You didn't notice anything, did you?

Did he mention anyone, or...

I don't know, was he nervous about something?

The detective hasn't told you anything yet?

Not yet. He doesn't want to speak too soon.

Apparently, there was a worker nearby.

- He worked at the warehouse, but, uh... - Did he see anything?

Or anyone?

We're working on it. Hopefully.

I don't know.

Listen, thanks for your concern.

You know what the worst part is?

The nights.

I don't know, the silence makes it all come back.

Ten years, I would hardly even look at my brother in the face.

I'm sure it's not that bad.

Did he ever talk about me?

No wonder he didn't. I'm fuckin' stupid.

I never checked on him or asked if he was okay.

Well, maybe I can help you with that.

Let's go. Come on.

Why did you turn this on?

No, don't turn it off. I'm begging you.

I can't stand being like this with all the silence.

You should eat something.

Or try to sleep.

Ramón...

You should probably stay.

At least for a couple of days.

I don't know if that's a good idea, Blanca.

Truth is I don't know.

Please.

- Give me the stuff already. - Aren't you gonna pay?

Yeah, I'm... I'm paying. Give it to me.

For fuck's sake, it's always been the same.

- Just fuckin' pay me. - I will. Give it to me.

Okay, I'll let you grab it, but you gotta pay me.

Come on, damn it, just give me the cash, bitch.

You have to pay me.

Hey, what are you doing here?

How did you find me?

The nurse, she can't keep a secret.

Well, the nurse just ruined my hiding place.

I owed you this.

You didn't have to, but thanks.

- Want one? - I don't smoke.

Better.

I should quit, you know?

We've been trying to quit for years, Diego and me.

- Diego? - My partner.

Huh! His name's Diego?

We're always competing to see who quits first.

How long have you been together?

Fifteen years.

Smoking, 20.

We weren't seeing each other much lately.

I was in Barcelona.

He was here in Madrid or wherever he was sent.

There.

What does he do?

He's a bodyguard.

He used to be a cop, but...

Well, now he's a bodyguard.

Yeah. I'm sure it's not easy.

Being a gay policeman?

No, it's not.

- I meant being apart. - Ah.

Well, you look pretty young.

But in such long relationships, I guess you get used to it eventually.

Until something like this, uh, gets you rethinking your whole life.

What about you?

- Any boyfriends? - But who told you that I'm gay?

You think I was born yesterday?

No one needs to tell me.

Well, yeah.

- I'm deeply in love with a man. - Mmm.

But he's in a relationship. Well...

Oh!

If I may give you some advice, don't get in the middle of a couple.

Besides, you don't really need to.

I have to go back.

I don't want you far from Julia's house.

I want her to feel your presence at all times.

I mean, if Natalia's there, why don't you just go in and get her?

No, no.

Don't know where she's hiding her.

I don't want to risk it.

Besides, Julia is what she is, but, well, she's right about one thing.

No one would understand the nature of this child

who shouldn't have been born.

I shouldn't have let it go this far.

All in all...

I'm the guilty one, yeah.

But...

I'll deal with myself later.

What matters now is that my daughter gets her light back.

I don't know how you do it.

You always get the craziest clients, don't you?

You must be well known at the police station.

Now, listen to me.

You need to wake up.

You're not leaving me alone in this one. We're fighting together, okay?

We're just missing Caterina.

She's not here.

- Would you like to lie down? - No.

Get more comfortable? Are you okay?

I don't know how he got out without us noticing.

Darling...

don't think about that now.

And what should I think about, Alicia?

Losing a child's not something I'm used to.

But you'll learn to live with it.

I promise.

You know, I always told him, "Don't go to the pond."

- "Lorenzo, the pond's dangerous." - I know, sweetie. I know.

- If you want some cold milk, let me know. - Oh God.

- Thanks. - Did you get any news?

Nothing. They won't tell us anything until the forensics are done.

I don't really care, I just want him back.

Yeah, honey, but you heard, uh, what they told us.

It's too soon for that.

The police are checking if there are any cameras.

And, um, is Marga taking the case after all?

Well, she's been, uh, advised not to.

But she wants to take it.

Who is Marga?

She's a good friend of Ramón's, a childhood friend.

That's good. A friend is much better.

Mmm.

All you need now is to be okay.

What am I gonna do without him?

Love him.

Just keep loving him.

Thank you.

Well...

I have to go.

You know you can count on me for whatever you need.

- Thanks for coming, Gloria. - Sure.

- Pedro. - Hi.

Let me see her.

She looks so cute.

Gloria...

I don't know if you can help me...

I'm a bit worried about, uh, Caterina and Germán.

It's all really weird.

Them not having a family...

You knew them well, didn't you?

Well... no better than Alicia.

Right.

I'm sorry.

Forgive me, it's just...

- We're all very tired, you know? - Yeah.

So many things happening and none of them good.

- It's okay. It's okay. - Take care.

- Thanks. - Bye.

ROMAN STAINED GLASS

Actually, we shouldn't be here. This is only for musicians.

You play the piano, don't you?

That doesn't make me a musician. Marcos was the musician.

Truth is he didn't like being here at all.

But he wanted to finish his degree so your father would let him go abroad.

Abroad? Where did he want to go?

America.

To make the type of music he really liked.

What is it that you want?

I haven't known for a while.

When I met him, he was stuck with this tune.

So I told him, "You're skipping a D. It's like this."

Aitana, are you okay?

Did Lorenzo have any issues with his classmates

or other kids in the last few weeks?

No.

Or maybe Blanca or Ramón did?

No, everyone loved Lorenzo, really.

How long ago?

- Hmm? - That you gave birth, I mean.

Right! No, actually, that's our friend's...

Hello! Uh, hi.

- Sorry, I was in the bathroom. Hello. - Hi.

Pedro, my husband.

I'm Inspector Morales, This is my colleague, Marín.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Sorry, uh, I heard you and I remembered something

from a couple of weeks ago.

I, uh... Apart from PE, I teach corporal expression.

They love dancing.

Especially Lorenzo.

But that day, he didn't want to.

It seemed he had problems with his father.

With Ramón?

I'm surprised.

I believe he argued, uh, more with Blanca, right?

Blanca can be many things, but Lorenzo...

Lorenzo loved her.

How long has he been there for?

A while now.

Why? What's the matter?

The matter is that when I was looking for Fernando...

I passed by the school

and I saw Lorenzo.

I pulled over, and I picked him up and drove him to Blanca's.

It was 2:00 in the morning!

- What? - Yes, it was 2:00 a.m.

I couldn't leave him there. But then I left and...

Mom, don't bullshit me.

Listen to me, I didn't do anything.

You have to believe me. I'm telling you the truth.

But if the police see the...

the camera footage, and they're able to identify the van...

- Jesus, Mom. - Then we will have a real problem.

"A real problem," she says. You mean "more problems," don't you? Huh?

Why the fuck are we doing this? Huh?

The police are at Alicia's house right this moment.

They're talking to Blanca's inner circle.

It won't be long before they pay us a visit.

- What do we do with Natalia, Mom? - I'll deal with that issue.

You go get the camera footage.

It's either them or it's us, son.

What?

All right, then.

Anything else you're not saying?

No, son.

I always tell you everything.

Like I'm doing right now.

Because I know you wouldn't...

ever betray me.

My love.

Right?

Oh God. I don't trust people who listen to that kind of music.

I don't trust them.

Get out.

What?

Run.

- Run where? - Leave!

No! Where is Nico?

Your father's hit man is outside waiting for you. Leave.

No.

Not without Nico.

Do you think that Nico is Santi, Julia?

He's not.

He never will be!

Do it.

You'll never be able to hide from my dad.

I'm going crazy.

I don't know what I'm capable of.

Out of my way.

Out of my way.

I need you to look after your brother.

I have to go out.

Don't answer the door.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

WAREHOUSE

For fuck's sake.

God damn it.

Hi. I'd like to see Marga. It's kind of urgent.

About a week ago, um...

Well, I went to the park with the baby, like all the neighbors used to do.

And I saw a man who looked a little weird.

But weird... weird how?

Well, I didn't know him at all.

He seemed very nervous and I saw him talking to Lorenzo.

- Okay. - Instinctively, I...

I got up and went to them, and he just walked away.

Did the kid say anything?

Lorenzo? No, not at all.

Lorenzo didn't say anything.

But, today, I saw that man again.

In the park, near the pond.

He looked nervous, like he was looking for something.

Could you see his face clearly?

Yes, but just as I was approaching, I tripped, and, uh...

And, um... I hurt myself with a rock, and then...

Okay.

We'll send someone over just in case, okay?

- Can you wait here for a second? - Sure.

Was there anything of value in it?

Not that I recall.

Which model was it?

The car model? I wrote it down here. Just to be safe, right?

A Jaguar XJ40.

And the plate number is M-5-3-2-0...

- V as in "Valencia," K as in "Kilo." - Mm-hm.

And it was parked outside?

Yeah, left it right by the hippodrome.

Then I went shopping, and when I returned...

Surprise!

It was nowhere.

If it's crossed the border to Morocco...

forget about it.

You know that, right?

My wife and I are expecting a baby too.

Boy or girl?

Nico.

What?

All settled.

- What do you mean? - It's all settled.

You can't say anything to anyone.

Not even Natalia.

Hmm?

That night never happened.

That's the truth.

Is anybody there? Julia?

Edu? Anybody, please, can you hear me?

Julia?

Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia...

What do you want?

- Put me through to Julia. - She's not here.

Mariana, I can't go on like this.

If I have to leave, I'll leave.

But, please, let me say goodbye to my son.

Tell that to my mother later.

No! You know she won't let me see him.

Please!

Mar, you're not like her.

Santi would always say that.

He loved the most. You were his favorite.

Don't talk about Santi!

If you won't do it for me, do it for Santi.

That's all I ask of you.

He's my son.

Hello, my love.

Hi, my beautiful baby.

He has Santi's nose and eyes.

Can I just hold him? Please?

No.

Mariana, it's the last time I see him.

Let me enjoy this moment.

It's all that's left for me.

Just a little while.

Mariana. Mariana...

It'll just be a second.

Come on.

Hi, sweetheart.

Ah, hi!

Hi, my love. How are you, sweetie?

Here's Mommy.

Hi!

Natalia, give him back.

Give me the keys.

Natalia, give him back.

- Give me the keys. - Give him back!

- Give me the keys! - Give him!

- Mariana! - Now!