Come on, Omar. You're not okay. Let's get you to the doctor.
- No, I'm fine. - Like hell you are.
I'm fine, Dalmar. For real.
I just lost it.
What about Joel?
- This is going to destroy him. - Don't tell him. Please.
If you ever think about doing that again, call me first, okay?
Good morning.
What's this?
I made breakfast for all of us.
All of us?
So, you're not moving out?
We don't have enough rooms.
Well, I can crash on the sofa until I find a place.
Okay?
Okay.
- Here. Want some? - Sure.
Want some breakfast?
Come here.
Didn't you skip class to be with me?
- Get over here. - Yeah, but let's have breakfast.
Come here.
C'mon.
What were you looking at?
Nothing. Just porn.
Hey. Give me that.
Does Chloe turn you on?
Nowhere near as much as you do.
So she does turn you on.
I mean, she's hot, and she plays it up. It's like watching porn.
What's wrong?
- I'm not in the mood. - Right.
You're never in the mood lately.
You're not into me?
No, it's not that.
All right. So you don't love me?
Do you want to leave me?
Is that it?
You want to leave me, right? So go on and fucking do it already!
Now. Let's end this. Leave me if you have the guts!
I'm sorry.
Okay? I'll make breakfast.
I need a volunteer.
Thanks.
Now, try to hit me with all your might. Right in the face.
Remember, this is a defense class. There's no defense without an attack.
Today we'll learn how to channel our opponent's strength
and turn it against them.
Go on. Hit me.
Do it, Sara!
It's all momentum.
If you know what you're doing, the blow you were about to take
becomes your strength.
Sara!
What's wrong?
I don't like violence.
I get scared, and I shut down.
I don't like it either.
But when violence stares you in the face, there are only two things you can do.
Run away or fight.
Are you coming back?
No.
What?
Nothing.
SARAUL.GOALS STARTED FOLLOWING YOU
- Here. - Thanks.
- You're welcome. - What's this about?
A bit of sisterhood to balance out the unwarranted hate you get.
- So you don't think I'm a slut? - No.
I admire you. I think you're a brave, free woman.
I wish I could be like that.
Well, that has its drawbacks. I have a hard time making friends.
People suck.
Yep.
Sorry for not reaching out to you sooner.
- You want us to be friends? - If you're cool with it.
Well, I could really use a friend.
Want to hang out tonight?
Okay.
Awesome.
- At my place? - Sure.
If you and Dalmar help me empty the house, you can keep what you want and sell it.
My dad had a lot of valuables.
POLICE LINE - DO NOT CROSS
- This is seriously embarrassing. - The smell!
Is this why you kept me out of the business?
Because we're a family of drug dealers?
Baby, someone clearly set this up to screw us over.
- Do you think I was born yesterday? - Cool it.
Hey. We had no part in it.
No way. We're not involved in drug dealing.
And we won't let anyone tarnish our reputation.
Don't you find it suspicious that the club was full of dealers
when the cops showed up?
- So who set us up? - You know.
Damn, this place is a mess.
If the cops catch you here…
When is your brother gonna back off?
When is your dad gonna stop bribing people?
I can't do this.
I mean it. I can't take it anymore.
I've tried to focus only on our relationship, but I can't.
So, should we break up because of them? I don't want to. Do you?
I'm not sure.
What?
I don't know what I want. All I know is I'm sick of this drama.
Maybe we could convince them to have a conversation.
What do you mean?
Have them sit down, negotiate, and divide things up.
I'm just thinking out loud.
Would you talk to your parents?
- No. - Why?
- Because it doesn't make any sense. - Come on.
It was your idea.
Don't give up on it.
For you and for me.
Okay.
He won this one in Brazil.
You really don't want this stuff?
No, dude. The things that matter can't be bought or sold.
He only says that because he's rich.
Okay, guys. I'm heading out.
- See you. - Later.
What?
Nothing. It's just that…
I like being alone with you.
And looking into your eyes.
And touching you.
And kissing you.
- And sharing moments of silence with you. - So there's nothing else to say.
True. I'll be quiet, then.
Sonia, can you tell Luis I'm going home?
- Sure. Are you okay? - Yeah. I'm just a bit overwhelmed.
Holy shit.
- Fuck. - Omar.
Shit.
Omar!
Damn it, man.
Omar.
Omar, babe.
- I'm sorry. - "Babe"?
- I know. I'm sorry. - Seriously?
- I thought you were coming home later. - That doesn't matter.
- Omar. - It's my bed, Joel.
- I know. - My fucking bed!
Forgive me, okay? You're right. I didn't think about it.
Of course you didn't. You only think about yourself!
Omar, forgive me, okay?
- Forgive me. - Don't you dare.
- Forgive me. - Is this your idea of living together?
- Get out of here. - Come on.
- Get out! - Calm down.
I'm doing my best to deal, and you refuse to meet me halfway. Go!
- Omar. - Get the fuck out!
- Omar, listen to me. - I don't deserve this!
- Listen to me. - I don't deserve this.
- Joel, you should go. - Omar.
- Go. - Omar.
Joel, I'll stay, okay?
I'll stay with him.
Jesus.
Get out of my apartment.
- No, hit me. - Get out of here.
- Hit me. - Leave.
You need to. Hit me, Omar.
- I said leave, Iván. - Just hit me!
- Leave! - Hit me, Omar!
I told you to leave.
- I said leave, Iván. - I'm sorry.
Calm down, okay?
Please.
I'm sorry.
Dude, I'm tired of one of us having to suffer so the other can be okay.
I'm always the one who suffers, never the one who is okay.
I swear I want to help you both so you can do things right.
You're doing a great job, banging in my bed. Yep.
Look, man, that's it.
If I have to get out of the way so you and Joel can be okay,
then I will.
I have enough problems of my own without fucking anyone else over.
Do you know where Joel went?
He's at my place with Dalmar.
Look at him nodding off like a little dog.
Hey, what are you doing?
I'm live streaming.
Hello.
You're wearing the ring. Nice.
Look how pretty it is.
Okay, guys. That's all for now.
Kisses.
Bye.
I'm in the mood now.
Are you?
Do you trust me?
Yeah. Why?
Go to the shop and buy some wine.
We have wine in the fridge.
Well, go buy some more.
And don't come back in a hurry.
Okay?
- Where are you going? - Not to see a guy.
I'm hanging out with a girl from school. I need that.
- Are you okay, honey? - Well, sometimes.
Hey.
- Don't you want to go see Iván together? - Mom, drop it already. Please.
He managed to sell the house, and he's getting rid of his dad's stuff.
- He's got enough on his plate. - Getting rid of his dad's stuff?
You don't give a shit about being a happy family.
All you want is his inheritance.
- Hey! - I know you.
Don't get fresh with me. I'm your mom.
See you tomorrow. Bye.
- Hi. - Hi.
Welcome.
Come in.
- Thanks. - Come in.
Can I ask you something?
Here it comes.
Okay. Surprise me.
The whole story about your stolen phone,
which happened to have a dirty video of you that got uploaded.
What about it?
It was a lie, right?
You did it yourself.
I can neither confirm nor deny it.
I would have done the same. I knew it.
Knew what? That I can neither confirm nor deny?
Well, want to do a live stream?
- Okay. - Yeah?
Yeah, okay.
- Hey, guys. How are you? - Hey there.
I'm here with my friend Chloe. Just look at her skin.
The secret is using highlighter all the way to your smile.
We're gonna watch some movies and have a glass of wine.
Isn't that a dope plan?
- Bye. - Bye.
Hi.
- How are you? - Good. How are you?
You met at my birthday, right?
- Yes. - Yep.
I brought red and white. I didn't know which you prefer.
You don't mind him joining us, do you?
Well, it's your house.
Okay. I'll help you with the wine.
- Okay. - Be right back.
Hey, what's going on?
Remember how I ruined things the night we met Mencía?
Yeah.
I won't ruin anything today.
Go grab the joints.
I'm exhausted, man.
I can imagine.
How is he?
It was hard to calm him down.
I know.
I know what it's like.
I'm scared that Omar will go back to the way he was before.
Go back to all that.
What's wrong?
I don't know.
I'm not sure about anything now.
Not sure about what?
About us?
Iván, don't mess with me. I gave up everything for you.
For me?
Or to run away from him?
Excuse me?
Why do you want to be with me?
To run away from Omar and his depression, right?
Of course not. I mean,
I really like you. I'm crazy about you.
But you're in love with Omar.
Well, then.
Maybe it's not the right time.
It's time to help Omar and look after him.
There'll be time for other things.
Hey, are you really leaving me?
As for school, don't worry. Nothing's changed.
I'm not thinking about that now.
We need to leave the drama behind.
Look, I'll finish up here, okay?
See you at school tomorrow.
I heard you're getting rid of memories, and I thought you could use a hand.
I'm almost done.
Did you do it all by yourself?
Well, there's still my dad's closet, but I'll do it later. In time.
That'll be the toughest part.
Glasses and ice?
- Eric? - Leave me alone, please.
What's wrong, Eric?
Is this about Chloe? Rocío?
Go away, please.
No, Eric.
Hear me out.
We won't leave you. Ever.
Help us help you.
Let us take you to see a doctor.
I know I'm not okay.
But I don't want shrinks to confirm it and drug me until I turn into a zombie.
Thanks for caring, but I'll only cause you pain.
Please just go away.
Let's let him rest, okay?
If you need anything, we're here. Okay, Eric? Come on.
Which closet is it?
This one.
Let's do this.
What?
I don't know if I can.
Let's go. Together.
Come on.
Let's relax and have a chat.
Well, I think the only way I can help you reopen this business
is to put it in someone else's name.
It can't be either of you two.
- Okay. - Fine.
Right. It can't be her. It can't be me.
Fine.
Martín.
You know my opinion.
No, Martín. I know what you're thinking.
- It's time. - No.
Can't you see it's dangerous? Anything could happen to her.
- I want to protect her. - You've been overprotecting our daughter.
For too long.
I'd rather sell everything and give her the money than get her involved. Please.
- Let's not get her involved. Period. - Let's see.
We'll ask her. She's an adult now.
It's fair. How does it work?
She'll need to sign some documents.
Want some?
Okay, thanks.
We should dim the lights.
It's good.
Yeah.
Hey. What's going on?
- Are you okay? - I'm kind of upset.
I thought we were going to gossip and have a sleepover,
and I'm suddenly in a Maluma video.
- Didn't you talk to her? - About what?
Right. I think you made a mistake. I'm not into this stuff.
I'm out. Bye.
Wait, Chloe. Stay. I thought you'd be down.
For what? To be fucked without anyone asking me?
That's the bravery and freedom you admire about me, huh?
Shit. I'm sorry.
This is what you all expect from me, isn't it?
Great. Is this what you want?
Come on.
Let's play.
This is what you wanted, isn't it? Join us.
Come on, Sara.
Should I take this off?
What the hell are you doing?
Nothing.
Nothing, my ass. You're recording me. Aren't you gonna ask me first?
I'm going to the bathroom.
Chloe, let me in, please.
Let's stop. I'm sorry about everything.
Was it worth it?
What?
Pretending to be friends when you just wanted me to be your boyfriend's toy.
Do you want us to be friends?
I wanted to, yes.
I mean, I believed you.
Okay, then.
Please let me explain why this happened.
"Never open my chest."
He always said that to me. Always.
Surely the biggest secret we keep from our kids
is that we are by no means role models.
- Let's see what's in there. - Yeah.
- There are some photos. - Let me see.
Show me.
Look how cute.
My gosh.
Look at this one in Brazil.
How beautiful.
I went to Brazil once.
What is it?
What's that? What's going on?
Oh my God.
Were you a fan?
Yeah, a fan with… lots of nerve and lots of luck.
Were you together?
That's right.
I fell madly in love with your dad.
I never commit to anyone. I'm a free spirit, but…
I lost my mind back then.
Well, he made me lose it.
He drove me crazy. Crazier than I already was.
But I was the only crazy one.
I guess he wanted to silence the rumors.
When I saw his press conference, I understood.
And you know what?
I felt at peace.
All cool.
How long ago was that?
Not sure. About 18 years or so.
No shit.
And Chloe?
Chloe?
What about her?
No. Forget it. No.
Chloe has nothing to do with this story.
And no, don't worry.
What?
Say it. What's on your mind?
- What's in that head of yours? - Nothing. Just some crazy ideas.
Want to share those crazy ideas?
Do you remember my ex?
The one on the voice message, who they say ran me over?
What's that?
This used to help me fly when I didn't want to face him.
And now you need to fly far away.
The further away, the better.
Give it here.
I'll fly with you.
Are you okay?
Hey, look at me.
Are you okay?
Carmen.
Are you okay?
Hey.
What's wrong, Carmen?
Hey.
What is it?
That's why I need him to leave me.
I'm scared of what he might do to me if I'm the one who leaves him.
Damn. I'm sorry, girl.
I'm sorry, but… what do I have to do with any of this?
Raúl cares a lot about social media, his image,
and he proposed to me in front of people
who expect us to be like characters in a romantic comedy.
And these people would never forgive infidelity.
That's why you filmed me?
After all, I already have a bad reputation.
You don't have to get your hands dirty, and I get to pay if Raúl is a monster.
Was that your plan?
I'm truly sorry.
I used you and sacrificed your safety for mine.
You did. Yes.
A bit of sisterhood to balance out the hate I get.
What I want to say is this could have been a pact between friends,
not an ambush.
You're right.
Go home.
I'll deal with Raúl and make something up.
But don't hate me, okay?
We'll go out there.
I didn't come here to hug it out.
I came to be what you want me to be. I'm gonna help you.
But you need to help me defend myself if he goes apeshit.
I swear to you I won't let him do what he does to me.
Okay.
Thanks.
Shit.
It's okay.
Follow me.
Come.
I'm in charge now.
Okay?
DÍDAC: I COULDN'T TALK TO THEM LAST NIGHT. WILL TRY TODAY.
Good morning. Everything okay?
- Yes. - I'm off to class. My driver's waiting.
- I told him I'd give you a lift. - Why?
You and I are having breakfast at the best place in Madrid.
Wow!
Happy?
Happy.
Thanks.
One, two.
SPORTS AREA
One, two.
Keep going.
Yes, Sara?
Can I rejoin?
Of course.
One, two.
You made a huge effort, didn't you?
Okay, but listen. Is it the best place in Madrid or not?
- Yes, it really is. - Good.
Will you stop sweet-talking me
and tell me what's going on with Rocío's mom, for example?
What's that?
These are the documents that make you the owner of this place.
What?
Yes.
Really?
- No… - No.
Don't read them now. Relax.
Take them to school, read them at your leisure,
and tell me if you agree.
Why so suddenly?
I'll be honest with you.
It's the only way we can reopen Isadora House.
So my name will be there, but I'll be ignored, like always.
No, you will be the de facto owner of Isadora House,
because Mom and I decided
it's time for you to finally be part of our business.
- What's the catch? - There's no catch.
- Tell me. - No.
All of this, everything we have, is going to end up being yours,
so there's no point in keeping you on the sidelines.
I always wanted to keep you close so you'd learn about our business.
Mom didn't.
- No. - Well, Mom…
She wanted you to be okay.
Hmm? She might have made mistakes, but it was all to protect you.
- Stop being at war with Mom. - No, Dad.
It's very hard not to be at war with someone who never trusts you.
Prove to her that you deserve to be our heiress.
That you can make tough decisions.
You'll have to make them.
If you need to make sacrifices, I know you will.
Yeah, of course.
For our family.
For our business.
Make me feel like the proudest dad in the world, baby.
Not "baby" because
you're a woman now.
Someone who's able to make very important decisions by herself.
Okay, so read this…
and let me know if you agree or not.
Good morning.
Don't you read my texts?
How are you?
What's wrong?
Did you talk to your folks?
Isadora House will be mine.
Seriously?
That's great, Isadora. You can negotiate with my family.
I could. But I won't.
- What? - I don't want to negotiate with them.
What about us?
Nothing.
We're nothing.
Isadora.
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ARTINIAN GOLDSTEIN FAMILY
Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro, Meredith Cannella