DO YOU HAVE ANYONE ELSE TO TALK TO?
I JUST WANT TO STOP BEING INVISIBLE.
Bebé.
Come on. You're gonna be late.
Don't give up. That's what they want.
What's going on?
What… What's this "us" and "them" about?
They're turning up the pressure. To make us hand the business over.
But we will never cave in to them.
You will stay strong.
Away from Dídac.
Come on. Come on. I'll take you to school.
Like when you were little.
SARA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY
THEME?
GLITTER, YOUR BODY, AND SKIMPY CLOTHING
So for the party, you just take some videos and selfies,
and they'll pay you for it?
Bussin'.
The birthday party's really just an excuse to celebrate Iván moving in with us.
- And to cheer him up. - That's right.
A great idea.
Some solid partying could do you some good.
Even if it's to hide how broken you are.
Fake it till you make it, babies.
I think Iván is going to this party.
You could go. Get to know him better.
Fuck. You gotta be kidding me. Don't drag me into your bullshit.
Even if we came out of the same place, Iván isn't my brother, okay?
Wouldn't you like to be a family, the three of us?
So is it family, or more the inheritance calling to you?
You don't have to say the first thought that passes through your head.
Well, I said don't drag me into this.
Look, there he is. Go and tell him.
Say, "Hello. I'm your mother." And get it over with.
You have a brain. Use it.
I can't be that straightforward.
We'll ease him into it before spilling it all.
How would you feel if you had a mother appear out of thin air?
I'd like if a normal one appeared.
Chloe, come on, dear.
We're a team. Please. I can't do this without you.
Forget it. I'm out.
MOM: BEEN INVITED TO THE PARTY YET?
What is this?
It's for Sonia.
It's a vintage device that plays music.
I made her a playlist.
How do you share the songs on that?
That's not how it works.
- You don't share this. You use it to- - Shh!
I'll tell you later. It's complicated.
What the hell?
PLAYLIST FOR CHLOE
I'm sorry. Can I help you? Are you a child who needs some attention?
PLAYLIST ADDED TO YOUR MUSIC
Um, can I have that back?
Thank you.
I shared a playlist with you.
So you can use your squatter songs to conquer my heart?
To get to know you.
We can communicate through music.
There wasn't much talking when we hooked up.
I'm sorry. Is that what you call it?
You don't talk, but you tease, don't you?
Well, I tease 'cause the grand gestures belong in rom-coms.
It's a small gesture. We had chemistry with each other.
- Shh! - Hear that? Silence.
Just so you know, silence is my favorite music.
And I don't need to know anything more about you after this bullshit.
Hey, listen. I'm sorry.
What for?
Well, because I treated you more like a Kleenex than a man,
and I went way overboard.
It's no big deal.
Honestly, at first I was up for it.
Then I wasn't, but because of my own stuff.
- Not your fault. - Yeah, but we know I went pretty hard.
- Yeah, you did. - Yeah.
I know it might not seem like it, but I'm incredibly socially awkward.
With people, I'm like a bull in a china shop, y'know?
I'm awful at making friends. And at first impressions.
No one makes plans with me. I don't get invited to-
Hey, come to Sara's birthday.
- Really? - Of course.
I mean, sign me up. But I wasn't invited by her.
Well, I live there, so you're invited.
Mm, great.
- Great. - Okay.
- See you there. - Yeah, awesome.
MOM: YEAH, I WAS INVITED.
What really pisses me off is that all this is driving me away from Isa.
And what does she have to do with it?
Luis, maybe I should use that app to talk about my private life instead, y'know?
That's an option.
Although, I thought you might wanna open up
to an actual human.
I appreciate it, really.
The other day, I was worked up.
But, um, I'd rather not talk about me or my family.
Hey.
Just so you know, my door will always be open.
Fuck.
- Is this yours? - Oh, thank God.
- You left it in my office. - Thanks, Luis.
No worries.
COME ON. TALK TO ME.
YOU NEED TO KNOW THE TRUTH ONCE AND FOR ALL.
It's so we can listen to music.
And rewind. Go back in time. To before.
Wow. How subtle.
In real life, you don't get any do-overs.
The other night, we got a do-over, right?
No, I'd call the other night a mistake.
All right, everyone. To your seats, please.
Start opening the app.
Hey. Is that a mixtape?
A what?
May I?
Maybe you're not as alone as you think, huh?
Who said I was alone?
My bad. That came across as creepy.
It's just, I've been watching you. You and the other students.
Fuck. That sounded better in my head.
- What I- - Calm down.
You're the guy who runs the app, right? Omar, yeah?
- Nice to meet you. - Likewise.
I'm Sonia. It's cool someone around here cares.
You wouldn't happen to be looking for a volunteer, would you?
No. I'm a really good helper.
And you could use someone who's close to the students.
I appreciate the offer.
But I've already strayed too far from protocol.
I was supposed to be doing this from afar.
If you watch us like that, you're a creeper for sure.
No. No, no. It's not that.
I'm with Joel.
Sometimes helpers need help too.
Brands have written to me,
saying they were impressed with the party and clamoring for more.
I say, total success.
In the end, between the party and the rent, we made a bunch of money.
You were right, hon.
Babe. Not here at school.
They've seen us half naked in our Stories. Come on. One kiss.
Excuse me. Hi.
This room is for students and staff only.
- I'm her boyfriend. - You go to school or work here?
You think you're helping, but this pisses him off more.
Hey. I need your full attention.
That goes for you in the showers too.
I'm gonna be teaching a women's self-defense class.
It's extracurricular.
To sign up, let me know.
Tell me in person, through WhatsApp, DM, however you like.
Every woman should take it.
'Cause there are a lot of wolves in the forest.
And you need to be prepared.
This is harassment, you know.
No, I'm looking after a student and following up. It's my job.
You're not interested in the classes?
I don't like violence.
Defense.
You might not like violence, but some do. You need to make sure you're protected.
You misunderstood.
I understood you loud and clear.
Leaving Raúl is not an option.
It's not.
Then here are your options.
Stay with him and pray to whatever god you choose that he will keep you safe.
Or you learn to defend yourself.
In case things go wrong.
When I lived through the same hell as you, I chose the second one.
INTERMEDIARY: AS SOON AS THE FIRST PAYMENT IS IN MY ACCOUNT,
I'LL ORDER THE EVICTION.
Hey, Mom.
Sweetheart. I just met with Virginia. Are you coming home?
Nico, Eric, and I are going out.
You aren't going to that social center, right?
- I don't know. Why? - It's not safe.
- They're evacuating any moment now. - C'mon!
I did what I could to prevent it, but my hands are tied.
You aren't going. Promise me.
WE'RE STAYING
ART AND HOUSING FOR ALL
OCCUPIED SOCIAL CENTER
SELF-MANAGED SOCIAL CENTER
We should be at the party, not here.
Phones there.
We're gonna have a meeting to organize surveillance, okay?
Wait. Surveillance for what?
- The cops are outside. - What?
LEAVE PHONES HERE
NEW MESSAGE
COME TO SARA'S PARTY. WE CAN TALK ABOUT STARTING OVER.
Falling for a gift and a song?
Kinda dumb for a girl as smart as you.
I'm a human with emotions. Squashing them won't make it easier.
Yeah.
Hey, this is a cool song. Maybe add it to your playlist with Eric.
I got rid of it. I'm onto something else.
Hey!
What's the matter? What's wrong?
Nothing. It's just, all this is too much for me.
Well, drink this. Come on.
I don't know if it's a good idea to get drunk with what I'm dealing with.
It makes sense you feel off, with leaving your house and all.
I've moved tons of times because of my mother,
and I know what it's like.
Yeah, but at least you have your mother with you.
Alone, it's not the same.
Jesus, I'm sorry. Not trying to be a dark cloud here, but-
No, no. You're not a dark cloud.
I used to move all the time with my dad.
But this time around is way more difficult.
Yeah. I can imagine.
I mean, I can't imagine it, but I'm trying to imagine.
It sounds really hard.
I won't be good company right now. I'm heading to my room for a bit.
- See if I can get outta this funk. - Okay.
- See you around. - Later.
MOM: IVÁN'S BEEN THROUGH A LOT, AND HE'S STILL SUFFERING.
LET'S LEAVE HIM ALONE.
You're crazy. Why would my mother kill Amazona?
I don't know, Isa.
To drive us apart, I guess. And it looks like it's working.
And why should we believe your psychopath brother?
'Cause he's family? But we can't believe my mom? Is that it?
Well, my "psychopath brother"
also says your mother was behind the shooting.
- Yeah. No, no. - What?
- No, honestly. I can't take this. - I know it seems crazy.
- Isa, listen! - You need to leave.
It sounds crazy-
No, it doesn't sound that way. It is crazy.
Yeah. I know that. I don't know who did what.
I don't know who to believe either, Isa.
But you saw what happened with Pau and your mother.
But don't push me away, please.
We're fighting on the same team. Don't let them come between us.
Don't let them win.
Maybe they're right, and it's best that we don't stay together.
Then it sounds like they've already won.
Dammit.
- What's the matter? - I think these two just broke up.
If they don't talk, we don't get any intel on their families.
Well, hey. It's for the best.
They've just denied us the court order for the wiretap.
Are you going as unicorn diarrhea?
- I'll take over at 12:00, okay? - Yeah, sure.
- Thought you were off today. - He's covering my shift for a few hours.
That's all.
See? You're ditching work to go to their parties.
What's next? Skipping class?
- Losing the scholarship? - Sweetheart, you're antagonizing me.
- I'm not antagonizing you. - Fuck! All day, nagging.
"Don't do this. Or that either. Or Las Encinas."
Enough. I'm begging you. Get off my back.
If you trust me, you trust me.
Come with me tonight.
Come with me. Come to the party, and you'll see you don't have to worry.
I've gone to many of those parties.
And I have no business there.
Go.
Go and have fun.
Hi. Good evening.
She's gotta be fucking kidding.
Hi, girls.
Oh my God. Gorgeous. Oh please. I love it.
Hello.
Why the fuck are you here?
You're not living if you don't crash a good party now and then, dear.
No, Mom. You're leaving right now.
You have no interest in helping me with your brother.
Oh my God, Mom. Will you stop saying he's my brother?
Fine, whatever you say.
If you won't do your part, get outta my way.
I'm gonna do my own thing. Stay out of it.
Whoo!
I refuse to lose you forever.
Even if it is necessary.
Let me live with the hope that one day we will meet again.
Hey there.
Why are you all alone?
Ma'am, why are you here?
Oh, Iván. Please don't be so formal. You and I are friends.
Aren't we?
- Well, um- - Want some? Are you all right?
That voice message sounded very intense.
It is, yeah.
Or it was, I guess.
Some long-lost love?
Would that be why you're missing out on your own party?
It's not my party.
Every party can be yours if you put your mind to it, my dear boy.
Tell me about the message.
Who was it? Or who is it?
My ex.
- And the guy they say ran me over. - Who says that?
The investigators.
And the evidence.
But I don't believe it.
So I keep obsessing, trying to figure out what really happened.
And what if the truth isn't what you want it to be?
Well, um… I don't know.
In this life, you shouldn't seek the truth unless you're truly prepared.
Otherwise, don't pry.
If it isn't the answer I want, then…
I would never be the same.
That's right.
My advice you haven't asked for…
Keep forging ahead in the belief your boyfriend didn't do it.
And then you can let it go.
As long as you keep looking to the past,
asking questions that are better left unsolved,
you're missing out on all the other beautiful things in your life.
I don't know what those things are.
You'll see them. Trust me.
When you step out from under the past's shadow,
that's when you'll see it.
Anyway, out there is a party waiting for you with your name on it.
Quite literally.
My only option is to disappear.
Or that's what I'm told.
So, until we see each other again…
I love you.
- I love you so much, Iván. - I love you so much, Patrick.
DELETE MESSAGE CANCEL - DELETE
DELETE
My own mother didn't come. I don't know why yours did.
She's my guest. Don't worry, okay? I mean, they both are.
They're helping me a lot.
Don't worry about it. That's what matters.
And forgive Sara.
We've been stressed, taking on the role of party organizers.
It's all good. Okay? Cheers.
- Happy birthday! - Want a drink? Okay.
- Hi. Chin-chin. - Cheers.
- Wanna dance? - Uh-uh.
Later.
Okay. Later.
Look at him. How happy he is.
It's doing him some good, having us fluttering around.
Congrats. Mission accomplished. So now you can leave.
Hey. Relax. It's all good.
I wanna see you dance. I wanna see you laugh.
You know what, Mom?
If you could've, you probably would've also abandoned me.
- Hey, hey, hey. What's going on? - Hmm.
My dear, with Iván, my heart was shattered.
Then you came along and gave me another chance.
A consolation prize. Is that it?
You felt guilty for abandoning him, and you had me as penance.
If you had kept him, I wouldn't even exist. I know that.
Look at me, baby. Look at me.
You're the most important thing in my life.
Hear me? The most important thing.
I want to give you a better future.
All right, well then, can we get out of here and go back home?
- Oh no. - Together?
I've been making such good progress.
But you can leave if you want to, 'kay?
I told you beautiful things would happen, right?
Well, there's one.
What's up?
I know I shouldn't, but I have to tell you,
you look beautiful.
Dídac, you're just making this harder. I need space.
Respect my boundaries, please.
What happened? Something wrong?
Nothing's gone right or wrong, y'know?
Long story short, we're not together.
In fact…
My dear! Everyone!
Hello! How are you? Time-out.
Uh, for all of you who are gossiping and staring, let me confirm, okay?
Dídac and I are no more.
Now, to what matters. My love?
Cheers to Sara, my dears!
You were a little dramatic out there.
Oh, come on. It had to be believable.
If nobody knows we're together, no one can split us up.
Wait. Can I tell you something?
Today, earlier, when we argued, I felt I lost you.
Are you still doing the wiretap?
Luis, they denied the injunction.
Yeah. Yeah, Luena. I'm aware.
It's illegal.
I started thinking, and we usually take the people closest to us for granted.
And today, I was scared.
So I won't push you away, but we're gonna have to play stupid.
Until we can figure out this drama between our two families.
- Sure. Yeah. Makes total sense. - Mm-hmm?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- It does, yeah. - Mm.
Anything for you, baby.
Baby? I'm dying.
What's goin' on?
- Huh? - Hmm?
Okay. That's enough.
I'm done for the day.
Fuck you!
- Go to hell! - Go home!
- Get outta here! - Leave us alone!
Sons of bitches!
They can't enter just yet, but they're here to try to remove us.
- Sons of bitches! - What the fuck are you doing?
- Chill. Just don't hit 'em. - Hey. We didn't agree to assault, Eric.
We're defending this place. We can't go until we kick them out.
I'm outta here.
Get outta here, pig!
- Get outta here! - Get out!
Cuz!
Hey. Be careful. Go through the back. It's safer.
NEW MESSAGE
NO BATTERY
Oh shit.
POLICE
Motherfuckers!
NO TO SPECULATION
Fuck the police!
Grab something.
They can't see us wearing the same outfits.
And what if we had hurt someone?
It still feels contradictory to use force as a form of protection.
Contradictions aren't always bad. You face them when you do brave things.
Oh, speaking of… contradictions,
why is it you keep criticizing Las Encinas,
yet like someone like Chloe?
She isn't what I thought she was.
But Las Encinas isn't either.
- Not entirely. - Oh, no?
No.
I thought it would be all materialism and posers.
But I didn't think I'd find someone like you.
You are the only person at that school who dares to be real.
Even my cousin, after all he's been through,
just wants to fit in with all them.
Everyone wants to fit in.
I don't. At least, not where they tell me to.
Me neither.
Although, today, for the first time in a long time, I felt like I belonged.
What's wrong?
Your tattoo. I just noticed it.
- It's a tattoo. That's all. - I know what it means.
Come on, move!
Let's go!
Shit. Other way.
Let's go!
Hey! Hey!
Huh? Tough guy?
- I'm innocent! Wait, I didn't do anything! - Sure you are.
- Get in the damn van. - Please, let me go! Eric!
Eric!
Everything okay?
Yeah. Waiting on a text from Omar.
And why didn't he come?
Look, I mean, I don't wanna ruin your night, Iván.
You're not ruining anything at all.
And If you wanna talk about it, I'll be here.
Mm. Okay.
We'll tell each other shit under one condition.
What?
We have to be dancing.
Well, let's dance.
I totally get Omar's traumatized and hasn't been able to get over it,
but he should understand that getting into Las Encinas was kind of a big deal.
And what's wrong with changing? Huh?
Why do I have to settle for a life that's completely shitty?
Deleting the voice message was hard for me.
But you can't live in the past.
Got that right.
I mean, that's life. Changing from one moment to the next.
Look at me.
All we're able to do is look ahead to the future.
- And enjoy the moments in between. - Like this one.
I'm gonna see if I can call Nico from the street.
There's no service in here.
If you see him, please tell him to wait for me.
Sweetheart, you don't think there's a reason he won't answer?
No matter how many chances you give him and what he says,
if you're someone's priority, they'll show it.
And he'll treat you like dog shit over and over again.
And you'll be like, "One day, I bet he'll notice."
But no. It's like being invisible.
Trust me. Fuck someone else to forget him.
So you've got it all figured out.
For you, fucking's a way to get away from your problems.
It's not about fucking, Chloe. It's about building relationships.
With love, affection. Heard of it?
Guess not. 'Cause when I offer you any, you bite my hand.
- That's not what I'm into. - You're scared to be vulnerable.
You won't let anyone see inside you,
in case they discover you're not as hollow as they think.
And you have to start being responsible for your feelings.
I'm not saying this to hurt you,
but to see if you'll wake the fuck up one day.
Oh hey!
You here to party with us? That's not against protocol?
Uh, Joel's upstairs, right?
Yeah, why? What's wrong?
They were dancing, that's all.
A misleading photo.
Really?
I'm going fucking crazy.
What the hell am I doing, huh? Either I trust him or not.
Hey, let's go for a walk. Get some air.
Have you seen Sonia?
Well, actually, she just left. She got fed up with waiting.
But come on in. This bottle's calling your and my name.
Uh, can I… use… use your phone?
I need to call Sonia, and my battery ran out.
Honey, you don't think you've already done enough damage?
Enough with that. Leave her in peace.
Just drink and be merry. Trust me on this.
- Wait, my cousin and- - Your cousin, what?
- And Sonia. - Sonia, what?
No, nothing. I mean, he's the one you're into.
"He, he…"
We'll see.
You're wingman-ing your own cousin right now?
Seriously, Nico?
No, I was just saying it's only natural you like him.
- Uh-huh. Sure. - Because Eric's awesome and handsome.
- He's awesome. - The whole package.
But we'll see.
Your cousin's an incredible fuck, but I'm sure you're even better.
Let me explain a sec.
- See, when I fuck- - What do you need to explain, babe?
Shut up and bend me over.
It's too much, y'know?
It's not just Joel. It's the app.
I'm just not sure I'm the best person for it.
- You are. You're caring and- - But what if I don't do a good job?
And something happens to someone?
But you can't be responsible. Not for other people.
You cannot tell anyone.
If you still stand by your offer to help out,
I'd like to find out who's sending these messages.
I JUST WANT TO STOP BEING INVISIBLE.
Any idea who it is?
And he'll treat you like dog shit over and over again.
And you'll be like, "One day, I bet he'll notice."
But no. It's like being invisible.
I have an idea.
Ciao, handsome.
I, um… I have to go to work.
Hey! You seen my cousin anywhere?
Um, uh, I haven't.
Nico!
They arrested Rocío.
They what?
I couldn't do anything.
So you ran away? And left her?
What should I have done? Go get myself arrested?
I just wanted you to keep your nose clean and keep yourself out of danger.
And me and my friends. Was that too hard?
What about you?
What were you doing while they arrested her?
I thought you might've left. I'm so sorry for what I said earlier.
Chloe!
I, uh, didn't do it to hurt you but to see if you'd wake the fuck up.
I told you he's not a good person.
I thought you might need help,
but now I see you're just a goddamn bitch and a bully.
PLAYLIST FOR CHLOE BY ERIC
I don't like fighting with you.
I love you. No matter what.
Me too.
I'm scared of losing you.
YOU'VE BEEN ADDED TO LAS ENCINAS SELF-DEFENSE GROUP
CLASSES START TOMORROW .
Thank you for being our wonderful guests on such a special evening.
But this wouldn't be a birthday without the gift, right?
Tonight we've seen a lot of bling-bling, but one more gem's gotta shine.
After everything we've been through,
nothing'll tear us apart.
Ready? Strike.
SPORTS AREA
Ready? Strike.
Sara.
Will you be my wife?
Then here are your options.
Stay with him and pray to whatever god you choose that he will keep you safe.
Or you learn to defend yourself.
In case things go wrong.