Élite (2018) s08e03 Episode Script
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[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[HÉCTOR] Marcos Dalgo Alonso.
- [EMILIA] Welcome.
- [HÉCTOR] Welcome.
Joel Castellano Soler.
Welcome.
Thank you.
Welcome.
[EMILIA] Chloe Ybarra Silva.
- Welcome.
- [CHLOE] Thank you.
[HÉCTOR] Welcome.
All right. Congratulations.
You're now members of Alumni.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[TENSE, INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
- [JOEL] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- [ISA] No. You're not sorry, Joel!
You're a piece of shit, and
you're a selfish asshole!
I promise you, I swear to God,
I'll make you regret every last
thing that you've done. I swear!
[TENSE MUSIC RISES, FADES]
[HEART BEATING]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[SOUNDS DAMPEN]
- [HEARTBEAT ECHOING]
- [UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[INSISTENT KNOCKING]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC SUBSIDES]
You look upset. What's the matter?
Oh, just everything, basically.
Tell me what I can do.
I really miss my father.
He doesn't answer the phone,
or or he hangs up right away.
And I I want to go see him.
I want to apologize to him,
tell him that he was right,
and to ask for his help 'cause I
can't I can't do this anymore.
You're asking to visit your father?
Mm-hmm. Could you do it?
[EXHALES]
[CLICKS TONGUE] Isa, the facility
he's in doesn't allow any visitation.
What would you like in return?
[INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING]
No. You would owe me
for two favors, then.
- Two huge favors at that.
- Go ahead. Tell me what you want.
[LUIS SIGHS]
Should I order us some room service?
Sure. Good idea.
But not like this. You can't
hang out with me in pajamas.
Why don't you go get undressed?
Maybe take a shower. I really
want this dinner to be special.
You can guarantee the visit with my dad?
I guarantee I'll do everything I can.
Now, come on. Smile.
I like it when you smile.
Go on. Shower.
[PANTING AND MOANING]
[MOANS]
[CATCHING BREATH]
I'm off, okay? I gotta see Virginia.
By the way, tomorrow's
your first Alumni event.
Ah! Almost forgot.
I'll leave it here.
What's that for?
It's the fee.
What do you mean, "the
fee"? There's a fee?
Yes, Joel. Of course there is.
That's how we pay for
events, trips, conferences
Which is just us
partying abroad, honestly.
Also for maintenance
and blah, blah, blah.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[TENSE MUSIC RISES]
A two-thousand-euro fee? Are you joking?
- No, why?
- A month?
It's €1,000 a month, and the
rest is for tomorrow's event.
And that's a cheap event.
Héctor, I'm a waiter, and I sleep here.
- I I couldn't even pay you 100.
- Oh!
That's why poor kids aren't
allowed. [INHALES SHARPLY]
All right. I'll take
care of your fees for you.
No. No way. My tuition's
already being paid by
[TENSE MUSIC SWELLS]
Who?
Iván.
- Should I be worried about him?
- No! No, no, no.
No way I'll be his dependent,
your dependent, or anyone's.
So it's a loan, then.
Okay, and how does that go? Tell me.
How 'bout this?
Let's say that tomorrow's
event is a competition.
With a big prize too.
That prize money comes from
the fees pooled together.
Typically, it goes to charity.
So when I win, and I
always do, it's yours.
Are you calling me your charity?
Joel, with a prize like that, you'll
stop worrying about fees, tuition,
about a lot of things for a long time.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
Honey, I'm so proud of you. I
can't tell you how exciting this is.
Rubbing elbows with the Krawietzes. Mm!
So, coffee? Or Diet Cola?
It's only natural he'd be mad, my dear.
You broke up with him via WhatsApp.
[QUIETLY] Yeah. I mean,
that was the best way.
Yeah, because he was probably
at home, in a safe space
by himself and could react
however however he wanted to.
- Absolutely, my love.
- [PHONE CHIMES]
Honestly, young people
nowadays are so considerate.
All right. Who's bothering
me now? Let's see.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
- Grab me a drink, please?
- Mom, who is it?
It's nothing. Just someone who wants
to go out with me again. And I don't.
Cappuccino. Thank you.
["FRIENDLY DEMONS" BY LABRYS PLAYING]
100,000 EUROS, IN 50-EURO
BILLS, IN A SPORTS BAG
Believe, go ♪
Get it done ♪
Believe, go ♪
Better yet ♪
LUGGAGE LOCKERS
Believe, go ♪
In your head ♪
Believe, go ♪
Nothing's left ♪
But it burns you to know ♪
Wherever you go ♪
Nothing's left ♪
[ENGINE STARTS]
[SONG FADES]
[ISA] You look good, Papa.
And you look far too skinny.
- Don't you start now.
- He's right. You don't eat.
So, how are you?
Awful.
I mean, like really, really bad.
You know, I always
thought you had more fire.
That no one could ever
stop you or break you.
And that you were loyal.
Papa, please forgive me.
Yeah. That won't get me out of here.
But what will is what I'm about to ask.
Just say the word. I'll do whatever.
Remember Cibrán?
No, who's he?
Bebé, you've seen him a thousand times.
But you were probably on your phone.
Please. We made several business deals.
And, well, we're in debt
to him for a ton of money.
How much we talking about?
- A ton.
- That was you and mom. It wasn't me.
No! I meant what I said.
You, me, your mother,
we're in this together.
You're the owner.
Clean up this mess.
Sell it all to Cibrán for
whatever price he's asking.
- I'm not selling anything to anyone.
- Yes.
- It's stupid to sell Isadora House.
- Sell it!
Whatever he asks you
for, give it to him.
When he pays you, get me out
of here as fast as you can.
That is your top priority.
Forget about saving the business.
Your priority is to get me that money
and pay my bail so the three of us
can run the hell back to Argentina.
Yes, I miss you so much.
And then maybe, there,
whenever I'm looking at you,
I will stop seeing what a traitor
and disappointment you've been.
You don't need to be so
dramatic. I've got this handled.
- I'll pay your debts to Cibrán.
- [MARTÍN] Isadora.
- I'll bring in profits. Money.
- Jeez! Isadora!
You're not listening right now.
It's not up for discussion.
I don't have much time.
What do you mean, "not much time?"
Get out of here.
Meet up with Cibrán.
Do everything exactly
the way you were told to.
No, stop. Stop it.
I have so much I wanted to tell you.
I'm really a disappointment to you?
[WHISPERS] Ciao.
[ROBERTA] Babe. Babe, listen to me.
Hey. Wait, baby, talk
to me. How are you doing?
["SERES INVISIBLES" BY RUBIO PLAYING]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[PANTING]
[INHALING]
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
[EXHALES]
[MELANCHOLIC SONG FADES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[EXHALES NERVOUSLY]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
What the fuck?
Fuckin' bullshit!
[HUFFS]
[MUSIC SUBSIDES]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[OMAR] Hello?
Hello there. I'm Carmen, Chloe's mother.
- You look familiar to me. [LAUGHS]
- [CHUCKLES]
- I think you know my daughter, right?
- Uh, yeah. I know her.
- [CARMEN] Uh-huh.
- Can I help you?
- I'm actually looking for
- What are you
I'm looking for a kind
of well, Black dude.
- Okay, not "kind of" Black.
- Dalmar?
- Dolmar.
- Dal-mar.
Oh, sorry. I'm just
the worst with names.
And when they're
exotic? Forget about it.
- Yeah.
- [CARMEN] Is he here?
I mean, he must be.
I saw him arrive home.
I didn't see him, but Dalmar!
[DOOR OPENS]
This is Chloe's mother.
Oh, hi.
Let's go for a walk, dear.
I have to share a little message
with you. It's from Chloe.
I was just leaving.
I'll leave you alone.
- All right.
- Omar, no! Come back.
- Pleasure meeting you.
- [DALMAR] Don't leave!
- [CHUCKLES] I left a letter on the table.
- [CARMEN] Have a good day.
Ciao.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
Any other roommates?
Are you sure?
Could you get me a
glass of water? With ice?
Uh, ma'am, why are you here?
Awfully polite, huh? For a
blackmailing shit like you.
Wouldn't happen to be afraid of
the police, would you, Dalmar?
I'm sorry?
So am I.
Because let's say the police
were to wind up watching
that little video,
they might think I killed Raúl.
And obviously, that isn't
what happened, is it?
Hmm?
It's almost like
Here! Let's say I took this knife.
Hmm? And cut myself.
And then go down to the station
and tell them it was you.
Who do you think they'd believe?
A white Spanish woman and
mother? And middle-aged, at that.
Or
Need I say more? Probably not.
Come on, dear.
Give me back the money, okay?
And we'll put the video
and blackmail behind us
as if it never even happened.
How 'bout it?
[ZIPS BAG]
[BAG ZIPS CLOSED]
[SOFTLY] Ciao.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
SPANISH GOVERNMENT IMMIGRATION OFFICE
ONE MONTH TO LEAVE THE COUNTRY
[GASPS]
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
[SIGHS SHAKILY]
[SOUNDS DISTORT]
[TENSE MUSIC PULSING]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
Did we have to meet here?
This will only take a minute.
- Another loan denied.
- Oh, for fuck's sake!
This is such bullshit.
Are all the banks conspiring
not to lend me money? [SNIFFLES]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
Do you need water or something?
No.
Well, sell it to that friend
of the family. To Cimbel.
Cibrán? No. I could never.
Do you know what it's like
to be the disappointment
of your parents' world?
I'm Muslim and queer, so kinda.
[SCOFFS] You win. Sorry.
I just gotta find a way to get
this business up and running
and back on its feet again so I
can rub their judgy noses in it.
- Oh yeah?
- [ISA] Mm-hmm.
How, then?
Hey, hey. No.
[CLICKS TONGUE] Come. Come here.
You don't like 'em seeing you cry.
I won't. I'm not going to cry.
But I can't take it anymore.
Aren't you Iván's best friend?
Isn't he always good for a handout?
I couldn't. It's embarrassing.
It's so much damn money.
Well, that's what friends are for.
[OMAR] Dude, do you realize
what you're getting into?
Alumni's a bunch of fascists.
My sister knows them. I'm telling you.
I really don't care.
So you don't care that
you'd be joining fascists?
- I have my reasons.
- And what are they?
Well, networking, for starters.
[SCOFFS] Networking you can't afford.
Yeah, there are fees and
stuff, but I'll figure it out.
I always do.
Joel, Las Encinas is supposed
to set you up for a good future,
and look at me.
Be realistic. Come on.
But your sister's doing great.
Right?
There you go.
[SOFT, WISTFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[MUSIC FADES]
Bebé, suddenly
you've gone and stiffened up.
I would appreciate a
response, if you can.
That's a big ask.
I know.
Look, Isa
if I were to lend you this money,
you need to promise me that
you'll be paying me back.
Before covering expenses
or repaying other lenders.
And, well, before we turn
a profit. If we do.
Which, not sure we will.
- Wait, what?
- [IVÁN] Look.
Pay me first, all right?
Then the lenders.
Expenses, here.
Then profits.
And we share the profits, obviously.
But I'm telling you, I'm
not sure there will be any.
You don't trust me.
- You're wrong.
- You definitely don't trust me.
I trust you, but there's a
collapsed structure there.
So what? Why do you care
about the structure, Iván?
Is there a police report somewhere?
I had all the papers, but the
piece of shit fell down. Bad luck.
Shit happens, all right?
What do you want from me?
Seriously?
My mom, my dad, my best friend.
Absolutely no one believes in me.
- That's not what I mean.
- You don't. Forget it, Iván.
I'm good. You know what?
I'll bring your check.
And I won't be discounting
a goddamn thing.
["VENENO (NÉBOA & SÚS
VERSÃO)" [BY BAIUCA PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
[EMOTIVE PORTUGUESE
INDIE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[SONG FADES OUT]
[ROBERTA] Bebé?
- Yeah?
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
How did it go with Cibrán? Huh?
Huh?
Oh no. No. I didn't reach out.
What do you mean, you didn't?
I'm gonna find another
way to solve the problem
Enough. I'm so goddamn tired.
Listen to your fucking mother.
Your father told you to
sell everything to Cibrán,
so that's what you'll be doing.
- Are we understood?
- I'm not going to
We're going to get your father
out of that jail cell where you,
his brat of a daughter, put him.
So here's the plan.
We're going to have a
little chat with Cibrán.
And you'll call him in front of me
because you're obviously not
getting the picture. Come on.
[LINE RINGING]
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
Hi, Cibrán. How are you?
No, no, no, no, no. I'm
her daughter, Isadora.
Yeah, same here.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
[ISA SCOFFS]
This is your offer? I
have more in the bank.
That's a good deal, considering
what your family owes.
I need more to pay my
father's bail, so
This isn't open for negotiation.
How much do we owe you?
No.
I've already given your
father plenty of time,
and I'm not giving you any more.
I need a decision today.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GIRL] Uh, someone's in here.
God damn it.
Does everyone pee at the
same fucking time here?
MEN'S LOCKER ROOM
[INHALES]
- [JOEL] What's up?
- [NICO] How are you?
[JOEL] Good. Good, how about you?
- [NICO] Good.
- [JOEL] Glad to hear it.
[NICO] Hey, is it true what I heard
about what Alumni is organizing?
[URINATING]
How'd you know about that?
- Heard it from Chloe.
- It was a secret.
I mean, no. I'm wrong.
Chloe didn't tell us.
Or, well, Chloe kinda told Sonia
because Eric isn't
talking to Chloe right now.
Then, of course, Sonia told Eric.
And Eric, who doesn't
talk to me sometimes,
but then sometimes he does,
and this was one of those,
he was my source.
So, is it true?
[JOEL] Look, Nico. What happens
in Alumni stays in Alumni.
- Which means it's true. Where is it?
- It's a secret.
But there's a prize
that'll blow your mind.
- Want me to tell?
- [NICO] Sure.
- [JOEL] But don't say anything, okay?
- [NICO] Course not.
[OMINOUS MUSIC FADES]
["SKIRTS & SALADS" BY
SHELF LIVES PLAYING]
- All gold teeth ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
- Never smiling ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
- Dirty-ass knees ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
I like my girls like that ♪
Pretty ugly, I like
my girls like that ♪
Dirty and clean ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Nice and mean ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Really don't care ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Swinging both ways ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Complicated, I want
my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
[POP ROCK ENDS ABRUPTLY]
What the hell?
I'm coming with.
No, babe. Not happening.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hold on.
Can we help you?
Mm-hmm. I'm here to win.
[CHLOE] What?
- Look, I didn't tell her
- No. I didn't hear it from her.
Then who told you?
What do I know? Anyway,
can I do it or not?
No.
Alumni only. Sorry. Bye!
If I give you a part of
Isadora House as payment?
For participating. A, um percentage?
Isa, what the hell
are you going on about?
- You're not
- Shut your mouth, ho.
Listen to me, Isa.
Go on. Continue.
If I win, the prize
obviously goes to me.
And if I lose, you get
part of Isadora House.
A club on the verge of bankruptcy?
It's so much more than that.
I'm sure you'll save it.
You're the best, aren't you?
Fine, let's go.
[KISSES]
["BLONDE FIRE" BY THE
HICKEY UNDERWORLD PLAYING]
[EXHALES]
[LINE RINGING]
- Don't let me walk out the door ♪
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Don't let me walk out the door ♪
Don't let me know what it's for ♪
Don't let me know what it's for ♪
You look solid ♪
[JOEL] See you in a bit.
The facist and the furious.
How 'bout a kiss for good luck?
Hmm. You'll have to earn it.
Get over here.
I got my eyes on you now ♪
And I've been waiting for so long ♪
The lies, they too are scared of you ♪
- The way we are right from the start ♪
- [INHALES]
[CHLOE] Isa!
You serious, dude?
Don't bother. You know I'm
gonna do whatever I want.
You have no clue what you're doing.
Look, babe. I can drive perfectly well.
Yeah. To go shopping. You can't race!
You'll get yourself killed!
Don't have much to live for.
[UNDER BREATH] Fuck.
[ENERGETIC ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Iván! Come here.
- [SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]
- [INDISTINCT CHEERING]
- [ENGINES REVVING]
There, back, and there again.
The first to the finish wins.
["HYPERITUAL" BY LA JUNGLE PLAYING]
[JOEL] Ready?
Ready?
In three!
Two!
One!
[IVÁN] Joel! Don't say "go"!
What?
[IVÁN] Isa!
[HORN BLARES]
[JOEL] Go!
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[IVÁN] Isa!
[ENGINES REVVING]
[ONLOOKERS CHEERING]
[CHEERING CONTINUES]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[TIRES SQUEAL]
- Let's go! Let's go!
- [CHEERING]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
- Why are you here?
- Does it bother you I'm here for Isa?
Joel, she has no fucking
clue. She could get killed.
- She entered of her own free will.
- You're such a dick.
Dude, you think I'm a dick?
What?
If I'd come for you instead, would
you not have made out with Héctor?
Are you guys together?
[TIRES SQUEAL, BRAKES SCREECH]
Joel!
[ENGINE REVVING]
[FRENETIC MUSIC BUILDING]
- [SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]
- [CROWD BOOING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
- Isa!
- [TIRES SQUEAL]
[CHLOE] Iván!
Iván! Jesus!
Joel! Joel, come here.
- [TIRES SQUEAL]
- [HÉCTOR] Joel, come here!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
No! No, no, no, no, no.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE REVS]
Back off!
Joel! Joel! Joel! Oh
God. Come on, wake up.
- [SIGHS]
- Iván?
[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Come on.
[JOEL MOANS]
- Let's go.
- [JOEL] Yeah.
You okay? Come on.
Hold on. Wait. Come on, let's go.
Oof. All right. Take it easy.
Look at me, look here.
[TIRES SQUEAL]
[ONLOOKERS CHEER]
[IVÁN PANTING]
[MUSIC GROWS SOMBER]
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
[ISA] I'm all right.
Are you all right?
- Yeah. I think so, yeah.
- [EMILIA] Cool.
So now we can negotiate.
- I'm sorry?
- I'm not talking to you.
- Negotiate what?
- Remember? You owe me your business.
What's goin' on?
She bet Isadora House to participate.
- [SIGHS]
- Well
No, she didn't.
- I'm not talking to you.
- You kind of have to.
'Cause I'm the owner of Isadora House.
[EMILIA] What?
I bought it from her
just yesterday, and
Isadora House isn't hers to gamble away
because 'cause it's mine.
So you'll talk to me.
You have a debt to pay.
And we will collect it. I assure you.
Thank you.
[MUSIC FADES]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
What a shithole. I hate coming here.
I'm glad it's all over now.
- When do you sign with Cibrán?
- I'm not signing with him.
- What?
- He was offering me peanuts, Mama.
- What? Didn't you hear your father?
- [ISA] I don't care.
The offer Cibrán made us was shitty.
Not only would he be taking everything,
we could forget about paying Dad's bail.
He said with what Dad owed
and what he was offering
He told you about the debt?
That was the gist. Or basically.
And what else did he say?
What else did he tell you?
That I had to give him
an answer yesterday.
I want to see my husband!
I need to see my husband
right now. Martín!
- All right.
- Don't touch me!
- Calm down!
- I need to see my husband right now!
Please! The name is Martín Artiñán.
Artiñán! Please, I need
to see him. It's urgent.
- [LUIS] Roberta! Roberta, what's wrong?
- Don't touch me!
- Mama, what's the matter?
- [ALARM BLARING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR BUZZES OPEN]
[METALLIC CLANKING]
[ROBERTA] No. No.
No!
No!
[SCREAMING] No!
No! [SOBBING]
[SCREAMING] No!
He He was murdered.
Those bastards killed your father.
And you, you did it.
You You killed him!
You fickle, drug-addicted
fucking good-for-nothing!
You killed your father.
You're by far the worst thing
that's ever happened to me!
I wish you were never born!
[SOBBING] Oh, my Martín!
[MUSIC PEAKS, FADES]
You being a cop doesn't scare me.
All right?
Is this a threat?
Know what?
We're way beyond threats now.
Because shitbags like you
aren't worth the air you breathe.
I'll ruin you.
In fact, I'll do it right now.
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
[INTENSE CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[HÉCTOR] Marcos Dalgo Alonso.
- [EMILIA] Welcome.
- [HÉCTOR] Welcome.
Joel Castellano Soler.
Welcome.
Thank you.
Welcome.
[EMILIA] Chloe Ybarra Silva.
- Welcome.
- [CHLOE] Thank you.
[HÉCTOR] Welcome.
All right. Congratulations.
You're now members of Alumni.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[TENSE, INTRIGUING MUSIC CONTINUES]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
- [JOEL] I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- [ISA] No. You're not sorry, Joel!
You're a piece of shit, and
you're a selfish asshole!
I promise you, I swear to God,
I'll make you regret every last
thing that you've done. I swear!
[TENSE MUSIC RISES, FADES]
[HEART BEATING]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[SOUNDS DAMPEN]
- [HEARTBEAT ECHOING]
- [UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
[INSISTENT KNOCKING]
[UNSETTLING MUSIC SUBSIDES]
You look upset. What's the matter?
Oh, just everything, basically.
Tell me what I can do.
I really miss my father.
He doesn't answer the phone,
or or he hangs up right away.
And I I want to go see him.
I want to apologize to him,
tell him that he was right,
and to ask for his help 'cause I
can't I can't do this anymore.
You're asking to visit your father?
Mm-hmm. Could you do it?
[EXHALES]
[CLICKS TONGUE] Isa, the facility
he's in doesn't allow any visitation.
What would you like in return?
[INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING]
No. You would owe me
for two favors, then.
- Two huge favors at that.
- Go ahead. Tell me what you want.
[LUIS SIGHS]
Should I order us some room service?
Sure. Good idea.
But not like this. You can't
hang out with me in pajamas.
Why don't you go get undressed?
Maybe take a shower. I really
want this dinner to be special.
You can guarantee the visit with my dad?
I guarantee I'll do everything I can.
Now, come on. Smile.
I like it when you smile.
Go on. Shower.
[PANTING AND MOANING]
[MOANS]
[CATCHING BREATH]
I'm off, okay? I gotta see Virginia.
By the way, tomorrow's
your first Alumni event.
Ah! Almost forgot.
I'll leave it here.
What's that for?
It's the fee.
What do you mean, "the
fee"? There's a fee?
Yes, Joel. Of course there is.
That's how we pay for
events, trips, conferences
Which is just us
partying abroad, honestly.
Also for maintenance
and blah, blah, blah.
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[TENSE MUSIC RISES]
A two-thousand-euro fee? Are you joking?
- No, why?
- A month?
It's €1,000 a month, and the
rest is for tomorrow's event.
And that's a cheap event.
Héctor, I'm a waiter, and I sleep here.
- I I couldn't even pay you 100.
- Oh!
That's why poor kids aren't
allowed. [INHALES SHARPLY]
All right. I'll take
care of your fees for you.
No. No way. My tuition's
already being paid by
[TENSE MUSIC SWELLS]
Who?
Iván.
- Should I be worried about him?
- No! No, no, no.
No way I'll be his dependent,
your dependent, or anyone's.
So it's a loan, then.
Okay, and how does that go? Tell me.
How 'bout this?
Let's say that tomorrow's
event is a competition.
With a big prize too.
That prize money comes from
the fees pooled together.
Typically, it goes to charity.
So when I win, and I
always do, it's yours.
Are you calling me your charity?
Joel, with a prize like that, you'll
stop worrying about fees, tuition,
about a lot of things for a long time.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
Honey, I'm so proud of you. I
can't tell you how exciting this is.
Rubbing elbows with the Krawietzes. Mm!
So, coffee? Or Diet Cola?
It's only natural he'd be mad, my dear.
You broke up with him via WhatsApp.
[QUIETLY] Yeah. I mean,
that was the best way.
Yeah, because he was probably
at home, in a safe space
by himself and could react
however however he wanted to.
- Absolutely, my love.
- [PHONE CHIMES]
Honestly, young people
nowadays are so considerate.
All right. Who's bothering
me now? Let's see.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
- Grab me a drink, please?
- Mom, who is it?
It's nothing. Just someone who wants
to go out with me again. And I don't.
Cappuccino. Thank you.
["FRIENDLY DEMONS" BY LABRYS PLAYING]
100,000 EUROS, IN 50-EURO
BILLS, IN A SPORTS BAG
Believe, go ♪
Get it done ♪
Believe, go ♪
Better yet ♪
LUGGAGE LOCKERS
Believe, go ♪
In your head ♪
Believe, go ♪
Nothing's left ♪
But it burns you to know ♪
Wherever you go ♪
Nothing's left ♪
[ENGINE STARTS]
[SONG FADES]
[ISA] You look good, Papa.
And you look far too skinny.
- Don't you start now.
- He's right. You don't eat.
So, how are you?
Awful.
I mean, like really, really bad.
You know, I always
thought you had more fire.
That no one could ever
stop you or break you.
And that you were loyal.
Papa, please forgive me.
Yeah. That won't get me out of here.
But what will is what I'm about to ask.
Just say the word. I'll do whatever.
Remember Cibrán?
No, who's he?
Bebé, you've seen him a thousand times.
But you were probably on your phone.
Please. We made several business deals.
And, well, we're in debt
to him for a ton of money.
How much we talking about?
- A ton.
- That was you and mom. It wasn't me.
No! I meant what I said.
You, me, your mother,
we're in this together.
You're the owner.
Clean up this mess.
Sell it all to Cibrán for
whatever price he's asking.
- I'm not selling anything to anyone.
- Yes.
- It's stupid to sell Isadora House.
- Sell it!
Whatever he asks you
for, give it to him.
When he pays you, get me out
of here as fast as you can.
That is your top priority.
Forget about saving the business.
Your priority is to get me that money
and pay my bail so the three of us
can run the hell back to Argentina.
Yes, I miss you so much.
And then maybe, there,
whenever I'm looking at you,
I will stop seeing what a traitor
and disappointment you've been.
You don't need to be so
dramatic. I've got this handled.
- I'll pay your debts to Cibrán.
- [MARTÍN] Isadora.
- I'll bring in profits. Money.
- Jeez! Isadora!
You're not listening right now.
It's not up for discussion.
I don't have much time.
What do you mean, "not much time?"
Get out of here.
Meet up with Cibrán.
Do everything exactly
the way you were told to.
No, stop. Stop it.
I have so much I wanted to tell you.
I'm really a disappointment to you?
[WHISPERS] Ciao.
[ROBERTA] Babe. Babe, listen to me.
Hey. Wait, baby, talk
to me. How are you doing?
["SERES INVISIBLES" BY RUBIO PLAYING]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[PANTING]
[INHALING]
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
[EXHALES]
[MELANCHOLIC SONG FADES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[EXHALES NERVOUSLY]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
What the fuck?
Fuckin' bullshit!
[HUFFS]
[MUSIC SUBSIDES]
[DOORBELL RINGS]
[RINGING CONTINUES]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[OMAR] Hello?
Hello there. I'm Carmen, Chloe's mother.
- You look familiar to me. [LAUGHS]
- [CHUCKLES]
- I think you know my daughter, right?
- Uh, yeah. I know her.
- [CARMEN] Uh-huh.
- Can I help you?
- I'm actually looking for
- What are you
I'm looking for a kind
of well, Black dude.
- Okay, not "kind of" Black.
- Dalmar?
- Dolmar.
- Dal-mar.
Oh, sorry. I'm just
the worst with names.
And when they're
exotic? Forget about it.
- Yeah.
- [CARMEN] Is he here?
I mean, he must be.
I saw him arrive home.
I didn't see him, but Dalmar!
[DOOR OPENS]
This is Chloe's mother.
Oh, hi.
Let's go for a walk, dear.
I have to share a little message
with you. It's from Chloe.
I was just leaving.
I'll leave you alone.
- All right.
- Omar, no! Come back.
- Pleasure meeting you.
- [DALMAR] Don't leave!
- [CHUCKLES] I left a letter on the table.
- [CARMEN] Have a good day.
Ciao.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
Any other roommates?
Are you sure?
Could you get me a
glass of water? With ice?
Uh, ma'am, why are you here?
Awfully polite, huh? For a
blackmailing shit like you.
Wouldn't happen to be afraid of
the police, would you, Dalmar?
I'm sorry?
So am I.
Because let's say the police
were to wind up watching
that little video,
they might think I killed Raúl.
And obviously, that isn't
what happened, is it?
Hmm?
It's almost like
Here! Let's say I took this knife.
Hmm? And cut myself.
And then go down to the station
and tell them it was you.
Who do you think they'd believe?
A white Spanish woman and
mother? And middle-aged, at that.
Or
Need I say more? Probably not.
Come on, dear.
Give me back the money, okay?
And we'll put the video
and blackmail behind us
as if it never even happened.
How 'bout it?
[ZIPS BAG]
[BAG ZIPS CLOSED]
[SOFTLY] Ciao.
[DOOR OPENS, CLOSES]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
SPANISH GOVERNMENT IMMIGRATION OFFICE
ONE MONTH TO LEAVE THE COUNTRY
[GASPS]
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
[SIGHS SHAKILY]
[SOUNDS DISTORT]
[TENSE MUSIC PULSING]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
Did we have to meet here?
This will only take a minute.
- Another loan denied.
- Oh, for fuck's sake!
This is such bullshit.
Are all the banks conspiring
not to lend me money? [SNIFFLES]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
Do you need water or something?
No.
Well, sell it to that friend
of the family. To Cimbel.
Cibrán? No. I could never.
Do you know what it's like
to be the disappointment
of your parents' world?
I'm Muslim and queer, so kinda.
[SCOFFS] You win. Sorry.
I just gotta find a way to get
this business up and running
and back on its feet again so I
can rub their judgy noses in it.
- Oh yeah?
- [ISA] Mm-hmm.
How, then?
Hey, hey. No.
[CLICKS TONGUE] Come. Come here.
You don't like 'em seeing you cry.
I won't. I'm not going to cry.
But I can't take it anymore.
Aren't you Iván's best friend?
Isn't he always good for a handout?
I couldn't. It's embarrassing.
It's so much damn money.
Well, that's what friends are for.
[OMAR] Dude, do you realize
what you're getting into?
Alumni's a bunch of fascists.
My sister knows them. I'm telling you.
I really don't care.
So you don't care that
you'd be joining fascists?
- I have my reasons.
- And what are they?
Well, networking, for starters.
[SCOFFS] Networking you can't afford.
Yeah, there are fees and
stuff, but I'll figure it out.
I always do.
Joel, Las Encinas is supposed
to set you up for a good future,
and look at me.
Be realistic. Come on.
But your sister's doing great.
Right?
There you go.
[SOFT, WISTFUL MUSIC SWELLS]
[MUSIC FADES]
Bebé, suddenly
you've gone and stiffened up.
I would appreciate a
response, if you can.
That's a big ask.
I know.
Look, Isa
if I were to lend you this money,
you need to promise me that
you'll be paying me back.
Before covering expenses
or repaying other lenders.
And, well, before we turn
a profit. If we do.
Which, not sure we will.
- Wait, what?
- [IVÁN] Look.
Pay me first, all right?
Then the lenders.
Expenses, here.
Then profits.
And we share the profits, obviously.
But I'm telling you, I'm
not sure there will be any.
You don't trust me.
- You're wrong.
- You definitely don't trust me.
I trust you, but there's a
collapsed structure there.
So what? Why do you care
about the structure, Iván?
Is there a police report somewhere?
I had all the papers, but the
piece of shit fell down. Bad luck.
Shit happens, all right?
What do you want from me?
Seriously?
My mom, my dad, my best friend.
Absolutely no one believes in me.
- That's not what I mean.
- You don't. Forget it, Iván.
I'm good. You know what?
I'll bring your check.
And I won't be discounting
a goddamn thing.
["VENENO (NÉBOA & SÚS
VERSÃO)" [BY BAIUCA PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
[EMOTIVE PORTUGUESE
INDIE MUSIC CONTINUES]
[SONG FADES OUT]
[ROBERTA] Bebé?
- Yeah?
- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
How did it go with Cibrán? Huh?
Huh?
Oh no. No. I didn't reach out.
What do you mean, you didn't?
I'm gonna find another
way to solve the problem
Enough. I'm so goddamn tired.
Listen to your fucking mother.
Your father told you to
sell everything to Cibrán,
so that's what you'll be doing.
- Are we understood?
- I'm not going to
We're going to get your father
out of that jail cell where you,
his brat of a daughter, put him.
So here's the plan.
We're going to have a
little chat with Cibrán.
And you'll call him in front of me
because you're obviously not
getting the picture. Come on.
[LINE RINGING]
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
Hi, Cibrán. How are you?
No, no, no, no, no. I'm
her daughter, Isadora.
Yeah, same here.
[TENSE MUSIC FADES]
[ISA SCOFFS]
This is your offer? I
have more in the bank.
That's a good deal, considering
what your family owes.
I need more to pay my
father's bail, so
This isn't open for negotiation.
How much do we owe you?
No.
I've already given your
father plenty of time,
and I'm not giving you any more.
I need a decision today.
[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[GIRL] Uh, someone's in here.
God damn it.
Does everyone pee at the
same fucking time here?
MEN'S LOCKER ROOM
[INHALES]
- [JOEL] What's up?
- [NICO] How are you?
[JOEL] Good. Good, how about you?
- [NICO] Good.
- [JOEL] Glad to hear it.
[NICO] Hey, is it true what I heard
about what Alumni is organizing?
[URINATING]
How'd you know about that?
- Heard it from Chloe.
- It was a secret.
I mean, no. I'm wrong.
Chloe didn't tell us.
Or, well, Chloe kinda told Sonia
because Eric isn't
talking to Chloe right now.
Then, of course, Sonia told Eric.
And Eric, who doesn't
talk to me sometimes,
but then sometimes he does,
and this was one of those,
he was my source.
So, is it true?
[JOEL] Look, Nico. What happens
in Alumni stays in Alumni.
- Which means it's true. Where is it?
- It's a secret.
But there's a prize
that'll blow your mind.
- Want me to tell?
- [NICO] Sure.
- [JOEL] But don't say anything, okay?
- [NICO] Course not.
[OMINOUS MUSIC FADES]
["SKIRTS & SALADS" BY
SHELF LIVES PLAYING]
- All gold teeth ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
- Never smiling ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
- Dirty-ass knees ♪
- I like my girls like that ♪
I like my girls like that ♪
Pretty ugly, I like
my girls like that ♪
Dirty and clean ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Nice and mean ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Really don't care ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Swinging both ways ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
Complicated, I want
my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
I want my girls like that ♪
[POP ROCK ENDS ABRUPTLY]
What the hell?
I'm coming with.
No, babe. Not happening.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Hold on.
Can we help you?
Mm-hmm. I'm here to win.
[CHLOE] What?
- Look, I didn't tell her
- No. I didn't hear it from her.
Then who told you?
What do I know? Anyway,
can I do it or not?
No.
Alumni only. Sorry. Bye!
If I give you a part of
Isadora House as payment?
For participating. A, um percentage?
Isa, what the hell
are you going on about?
- You're not
- Shut your mouth, ho.
Listen to me, Isa.
Go on. Continue.
If I win, the prize
obviously goes to me.
And if I lose, you get
part of Isadora House.
A club on the verge of bankruptcy?
It's so much more than that.
I'm sure you'll save it.
You're the best, aren't you?
Fine, let's go.
[KISSES]
["BLONDE FIRE" BY THE
HICKEY UNDERWORLD PLAYING]
[EXHALES]
[LINE RINGING]
- Don't let me walk out the door ♪
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Don't let me walk out the door ♪
Don't let me know what it's for ♪
Don't let me know what it's for ♪
You look solid ♪
[JOEL] See you in a bit.
The facist and the furious.
How 'bout a kiss for good luck?
Hmm. You'll have to earn it.
Get over here.
I got my eyes on you now ♪
And I've been waiting for so long ♪
The lies, they too are scared of you ♪
- The way we are right from the start ♪
- [INHALES]
[CHLOE] Isa!
You serious, dude?
Don't bother. You know I'm
gonna do whatever I want.
You have no clue what you're doing.
Look, babe. I can drive perfectly well.
Yeah. To go shopping. You can't race!
You'll get yourself killed!
Don't have much to live for.
[UNDER BREATH] Fuck.
[ENERGETIC ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES]
- Iván! Come here.
- [SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]
- [INDISTINCT CHEERING]
- [ENGINES REVVING]
There, back, and there again.
The first to the finish wins.
["HYPERITUAL" BY LA JUNGLE PLAYING]
[JOEL] Ready?
Ready?
In three!
Two!
One!
[IVÁN] Joel! Don't say "go"!
What?
[IVÁN] Isa!
[HORN BLARES]
[JOEL] Go!
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[IVÁN] Isa!
[ENGINES REVVING]
[ONLOOKERS CHEERING]
[CHEERING CONTINUES]
[TIRES SCREECH]
[TIRES SQUEAL]
- Let's go! Let's go!
- [CHEERING]
[BRAKES SCREECH]
- Why are you here?
- Does it bother you I'm here for Isa?
Joel, she has no fucking
clue. She could get killed.
- She entered of her own free will.
- You're such a dick.
Dude, you think I'm a dick?
What?
If I'd come for you instead, would
you not have made out with Héctor?
Are you guys together?
[TIRES SQUEAL, BRAKES SCREECH]
Joel!
[ENGINE REVVING]
[FRENETIC MUSIC BUILDING]
- [SONG ENDS ABRUPTLY]
- [CROWD BOOING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
- Isa!
- [TIRES SQUEAL]
[CHLOE] Iván!
Iván! Jesus!
Joel! Joel, come here.
- [TIRES SQUEAL]
- [HÉCTOR] Joel, come here!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
No! No, no, no, no, no.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]
[ENGINE REVS]
Back off!
Joel! Joel! Joel! Oh
God. Come on, wake up.
- [SIGHS]
- Iván?
[MELANCHOLIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[INHALES SHARPLY]
Come on.
[JOEL MOANS]
- Let's go.
- [JOEL] Yeah.
You okay? Come on.
Hold on. Wait. Come on, let's go.
Oof. All right. Take it easy.
Look at me, look here.
[TIRES SQUEAL]
[ONLOOKERS CHEER]
[IVÁN PANTING]
[MUSIC GROWS SOMBER]
You all right?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
[ISA] I'm all right.
Are you all right?
- Yeah. I think so, yeah.
- [EMILIA] Cool.
So now we can negotiate.
- I'm sorry?
- I'm not talking to you.
- Negotiate what?
- Remember? You owe me your business.
What's goin' on?
She bet Isadora House to participate.
- [SIGHS]
- Well
No, she didn't.
- I'm not talking to you.
- You kind of have to.
'Cause I'm the owner of Isadora House.
[EMILIA] What?
I bought it from her
just yesterday, and
Isadora House isn't hers to gamble away
because 'cause it's mine.
So you'll talk to me.
You have a debt to pay.
And we will collect it. I assure you.
Thank you.
[MUSIC FADES]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
What a shithole. I hate coming here.
I'm glad it's all over now.
- When do you sign with Cibrán?
- I'm not signing with him.
- What?
- He was offering me peanuts, Mama.
- What? Didn't you hear your father?
- [ISA] I don't care.
The offer Cibrán made us was shitty.
Not only would he be taking everything,
we could forget about paying Dad's bail.
He said with what Dad owed
and what he was offering
He told you about the debt?
That was the gist. Or basically.
And what else did he say?
What else did he tell you?
That I had to give him
an answer yesterday.
I want to see my husband!
I need to see my husband
right now. Martín!
- All right.
- Don't touch me!
- Calm down!
- I need to see my husband right now!
Please! The name is Martín Artiñán.
Artiñán! Please, I need
to see him. It's urgent.
- [LUIS] Roberta! Roberta, what's wrong?
- Don't touch me!
- Mama, what's the matter?
- [ALARM BLARING]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
[DOOR BUZZES OPEN]
[METALLIC CLANKING]
[ROBERTA] No. No.
No!
No!
[SCREAMING] No!
No! [SOBBING]
[SCREAMING] No!
He He was murdered.
Those bastards killed your father.
And you, you did it.
You You killed him!
You fickle, drug-addicted
fucking good-for-nothing!
You killed your father.
You're by far the worst thing
that's ever happened to me!
I wish you were never born!
[SOBBING] Oh, my Martín!
[MUSIC PEAKS, FADES]
You being a cop doesn't scare me.
All right?
Is this a threat?
Know what?
We're way beyond threats now.
Because shitbags like you
aren't worth the air you breathe.
I'll ruin you.
In fact, I'll do it right now.
[TENSE MUSIC BUILDING]
[TENSE MUSIC SUBSIDES]
[INTENSE CLOSING THEME MUSIC PLAYING]