"I never thought Raúl would do this." Yeah, me neither.
As you can imagine, nobody saw this coming.
"You deserve the best, Sara. Screw him."
Thanks, but I can't even think like that right now.
I can't bring myself to hate him.
I'm so lost right now. I have no clue what to do.
"Who posted the video?" I don't know.
The girl who was making out with Raúl, I guess.
She's a new student in my class who posted an explicit video of herself.
She claimed it was uploaded from her stolen phone without her consent.
But it was a lie. She posted it for attention.
She's apparently all about broadcasting her hookups.
She must have very little self-respect.
"What a slut."
Yeah, what a slut.
I thought we'd have breakfast.
Yeah, but I'm in a rush.
Hey, did it bother you that we slept in each other's arms?
Well… to be honest, it's messing with me.
I can't make it a habit.
Even if you're with Iván-
That's not what matters right now, okay? I want to be with you so you'll be okay.
I'll be okay because you're here. But this'll wind up biting me in the ass.
Don't say that, Omar.
Hey. You and Iván… didn't break up for my sake, did you?
No, of course not.
It's just that… Iván and I want to do things the right way.
We needed some time apart.
All I care about is that you're okay.
And if you need some space, I'll respect that.
Sara, can we talk?
What the hell is all this?
What? It was part of the plan.
No, it wasn't.
The plan was to make Raúl look like a cheater,
not to make me look like the biggest slut ever.
You were savage towards me, not him.
- Maybe I crossed the line a bit. - Yeah, "a bit."
Okay, I did cross the line. I'm sorry.
Now you're talking shit about me in class?
- If they find out it was a setup- - And the video?
Did you have to say I posted it?
It went well with the narrative.
With what?
- The story, the narrative. - What the hell are you talking about?
The plan was to create a story.
- Yes. - One where I'm the victim.
All stories, especially on social media,
need characters defined by a label.
In this case, I'm "the victim," and Raúl's "the cheater."
So I'm "the slut."
If you think about it, you've had that label since you got here.
It's nothing new, and you seem to be cool with it.
- What? - You even encourage it.
You couldn't care less. Right?
What in the actual hell? I agreed to help you.
On one condition. That you'd protect me from Raúl.
But I need protection from you.
You're unbelievable.
Important info! Today is the reopening of the new Isadora House.
And you are all invited.
New? What changed?
You're talking to the new owner.
I won't be negotiating with your family, but I still want to be with you.
But you said we were over.
Yeah, I know.
I know. I'm sorry.
You must think I'm nuts, but I know you understand me.
I have my moments.
It's hard to deal with your family, my family, and us.
And I questioned our relationship just for a second, but I won't anymore.
Do you trust me?
Come on…
Yeah, sure.
What?
Nothing.
What was that?
Stop listening in, or I'll report you.
Yeah, sure. Should I remind you who's the boss?
Luis, please.
If shit's about to hit the fan, hierarchy doesn't matter to me.
Damn it.
Okay. I just need more time. One day.
One day to make the wiretapping legal.
Isadora's the owner now. I can get more information.
It's your call.
Sonia? We're working on the app.
Remember how you told me there were no evil people,
only people who are suffering?
I'm beginning to doubt it.
Is this app-related?
Yes, it is.
Well… I don't know.
Whatever you think of that person, that they're wrong
or that they're fucking evil, you need to help them anyway.
Everyone needs and deserves help.
Do you have Lucas's number?
Where is he? Why is he always late?
He has to arrange the tables. Today. Is he aware?
Do you know who's coming? Get ready. We'll have our work cut out for us.
Well, well! You're here? Weren't you going on a trip?
Mom can handle it on her own.
- I said I wouldn't leave your side. - Yeah.
For as long as I can.
Did you send Catalina a token of our appreciation?
- What do you think? - I think so.
You wouldn't believe how much she helped to speed up the reopening process.
Before we start, I want to say something.
I'm very proud of you.
I just need your signature.
Here.
I spend all day signing papers, Dad.
It comes with the job. You're the owner. No pain, no gain.
But what am I signing? My name is all over this.
I'm glad you're asking questions.
You need to know what you're signing and read it all.
You need to authorize the eviction
of one of the buildings that belong to Isadora House so it can be demolished.
Wait a minute. Eviction? Are people living there?
No. You can't call that living. They're living in squalor.
- That building is in ruins. - And we're kicking them out?
The roof is caving in, honey.
We're not kicking them out. We're saving their lives.
I can't even imagine if someone… That's our property.
Yeah, Dad, but maybe they need more time to figure out where to go next, right?
What?
Don't make me say Mom was right.
Because neither of us want that.
Right about what?
That you really struggle to make tough decisions.
No, I don't struggle. With anything.
It's always the same with Mom. Constantly trampling on my self-esteem.
Mom says that with all of her love
and her good judgment.
Because she knows you. And, above all, she knows me.
She knows I've got a soft spot for you.
That I'd do anything to have you by our side.
Because I have blind faith in you.
But…
Maybe it's not the right time.
I'm asking too much of you. Don't worry.
It's okay, darling. Don't worry.
We need to wait a little longer. We need to talk and set things up.
- Dad. - Step by step.
Pass it here. I'll sign, Dad.
- Here? - Yeah.
Baby, what's with your face?
And yours? It's screaming, "I'm hungover."
Don't change the subject. What's wrong?
Nothing. Let's go home.
Jesus, Mom. Look at your eyes. You clearly haven't slept.
- Chloe, what's wrong? - Nothing, Mom. Let's go home.
- Chloe. - I'm begging you. Let's go.
Fine. I'm not moving till you tell me what's going on.
Okay. I'll take the bus. Bye.
Darling. Listen to me.
I'm your mother. I know your every gesture.
I know when you're happy, sad, pissed off, and satisfied.
And what I see now is hurt and pain.
Am I wrong?
Come on. Talk to me, Chloe.
Did something happen in class?
Is that it?
Someone did something to you, right?
Oh, my darling.
I don't want to talk about it, okay? I want to forget it.
If you want to forget it, I'll help you.
We're going out for a beer, a spa session, or some shopping.
A girls' day out. What do you think?
I'm not sure I'm in the mood.
Maybe you're not in the mood, but it's what's best for you.
WHORE. SLUT. FUCKING DIRTBAG.
JUMP OFF A BRIDGE. STOP FUCKING WITH PEOPLE.
Give me the phone.
Baby, you're here to relax. Give it to me.
I just feel like lying on the couch.
You can go to Isadora's.
No, I'll stay here with you and watch a movie.
All right?
Guys.
We're getting evicted.
- What? - Us? We've paid our rent.
The whole building. We just got a court notice.
The building is in ruins. They're kicking us out in ten days.
But it passed inspection.
Fuck me. It's a court order.
What does that mean?
- We'll find another apartment. - In ten days?
No way. We're not leaving.
Don't stress, okay? Dalmar and I will handle this.
I am stressed. Doing nothing will make things worse.
- Give me your phone. - Relax.
Saying that only makes me more anxious.
- Maybe it's not good for you. - I mean, we're getting evicted.
I'm not anxious just because.
Give me your phone.
Holy shit.
What?
What's wrong?
The eviction order is from the company that owns the building.
- And? - Look at the name.
Isadora House, Ltd.
How could you do that?
- I don't know what you're talking about. - You don't?
Jesus.
Fucking…
You don't?
Didn't you invite Chloe over?
And then you posted that?
And you make me look like a total scumbag while you play the victim?
What the hell?
Stop it!
God!
What the hell?
Is that what they teach you in your bullshit classes?
Yes.
If you come closer, I'll call the cops.
What?
It's over.
For good, Raúl.
You and I are together in this.
- Let me remind you. - Fine.
Go tell the police.
Tell them whatever the hell you want.
Your word's worthless now. Tell them about Iván.
- They won't believe you. - They'll believe me.
Come on. Let's go. Together. Now.
Let's go.
If I go down, so do you.
As an abuser, an accomplice, and an accessory.
Because I ran over Iván, but the rest was your idea.
Don't you remember?
So? Are we going or not?
Aren't we? Come on.
Let's go.
Don't wuss out now. Come on.
I'll be back for my stuff.
Yeah.
How funny! Wow.
I had a great time at the movies.
- Really? - Yeah.
Hey, what's that music?
He must be in a good mood.
What's that smell?
It smells good.
Eric, honey…
- Aunt María! - What are you doing?
Making dessert for dinner.
No. Eric, she's asking why you're naked.
Oh. It was hot by the stove, so I took my clothes off.
Go get dressed, please.
Why? We're family, aren't we?
We are, but get dressed, please.
No. The chocolate will burn.
Can I taste it?
No, I have to do it myself.
- No. - Come on.
- Yes. Come on, let me stir it. - No.
- Yeah. - I said no.
- Come on. Please. - No.
- Please, Eric. - I said no!
Eric! What are you doing?
Enough!
Are you okay, son?
- I'll get the first aid kit. - Yeah, go.
- Let me see. Are you bleeding? - Yeah, a little.
- Do you feel dizzy? - No, I'm good.
More popcorn!
Movies are the best way to forget the messed-up things in life.
"Life isn't like in the movies."
"Life is much harder."
Cinema Paradiso.
- Hit play. - Yeah.
There's some… Don't leave it like this because…
All right.
You had a sticky mess there.
I'm so sorry, Nico.
I swear it won't happen again.
That's what you always say, but then you mess up again.
Go see a damn doctor.
No fucking way. I don't want to be drugged up.
- I won't let them fry my brain. - Then you'll have to leave this house.
What?
I'm just asking you to see a doctor and try for a while.
Do it for me.
But, above all, for yourself.
We're doing something together.
I know.
Do you realize that? I'm…
I'm so happy.
So proud.
Really?
Don't believe me?
Sometimes. But it's all really nice, to be honest.
I'm gonna get a drink. I deserve it, right?
See you later.
You!
- Are you talking to me like that? - Yes, I am.
Well, quit it, or I'll kick your ass out.
- What's up, Joel? - You're the new owner, aren't you?
Of Isadora House, Ltd.
Yes. So what?
We're getting evicted because of you.
They issued an eviction order, saying our building is in ruins,
but that's a lie.
It's a fucking scam.
You guys live there?
You ordered the eviction?
Let's talk.
Come on.
- We'll be homeless! - I know it's fucked up.
Try to understand us, okay?
I do. I'm just saying it's best if I talk to her. Trust me.
Show me the court order.
- Sure. - Yeah.
Damn.
What is it?
Nah. I'm in shock here. Send it to me.
Wait downstairs. I'll go talk to her.
Shit.
Is he gonna go fuck some sense into her or what?
The building is fine.
No, it's not. It's in ruins, and it's dangerous.
They told you that's a lie.
What?
The situation is different when you know the people affected.
They're our friends too. You know what to do.
- Stop the eviction. - Do me a favor.
Don't mix business with our relationship.
Business or a scam?
- It's not a scam. - Isn't it one of your dad's scams?
No way.
- Okay. - It's not.
Make no mistake. My dad doesn't decide for me.
Look. This is the eviction order.
Signed by Judge Catalina Durán.
Damn. That's Rocío's mom.
What a coincidence. Your dad gave her a ton of cash.
The pieces are starting to come together.
Stop the eviction.
What's going on? Is everything okay?
Yes, Dad. All good.
Can we have a minute alone, please?
Sure.
- What's happening? - Nothing, Dad. I'll be right out.
Sure, take your time. But remember our guests.
Yes, I know. Just a sec.
- You're in charge, right? - Yes, I am.
I'm in charge, but it takes balls to be in charge.
- And some decisions are not- - Don't be mistaken, Isa.
You'd never force people onto the streets.
And I wouldn't be with someone who'd do that.
Mom, thanks for this evening together.
Listen, I don't want to stress you out.
But… would you like to tell me what happened?
- Are you expecting someone? - No.
That's weird. I'll get it, and we'll talk.
Tomorrow, okay? I'm feeling relaxed, thanks to the spa.
I'm going to bed.
- Get some rest. Love you. - Love you.
- Hi. I wanted to talk about last night. - What?
Last night? What happened last night?
Well, I can't understand why you had to run away?
Do you really need me to tell you, Iván?
You're a child.
I screwed up with a child. I took drugs with him.
Shall I continue?
We'd been hanging out for a while, and it was-
Stop right there.
What are you getting at, Iván?
Wasn't I a child when we fooled around?
Who am I now, Mrs. Robinson? Jesus Christ.
- I don't get it. - Listen to me carefully, please.
I didn't want, nor do I want, nor will I ever want anything with you.
Do you hear me?
I screwed up.
Completely. That's why I ran away.
We made out because we were both high as kites
on that ketamine stuff.
The end. End of story.
Please tell me you understand.
Not a word of this to anyone.
Especially Chloe.
Did you hear me?
Ever.
You good?
Yeah. Sorry about earlier. I'm seeing a doctor tomorrow.
That's good, man. I'm so happy.
- I love you, Nico. You know it. - And I love you too.
- Get some drinks. I'll be right back. - Okay.
What's up, man?
I need to stay at your place for a few days.
I'm leaving my cousin's tonight.
But I'm gonna party with him one last time as a goodbye.
White wine, please.
Okay, man. Bye. We'll talk soon.
- Can we talk for a moment? - Yeah.
Why'd you bring me here?
Do you remember when Isadora kinda said
that your mom was being bribed by her parents?
What the hell are you saying?
She said it for a reason.
I can't believe this is happening.
That my daughter is really sharing this wonderful moment with us.
So I'd like to…
I'd like to propose a toast to us.
To Isadora House,
and to my daughter's first steps as an entrepreneur.
Martín, this is my last favor. I've taken too many risks.
Cata.
You know that's not your decision to make.
It's mine.
Ours.
Go on.
Let's toast. Please.
Honey.
I want to stop the eviction, Dad.
Excuse me?
You heard me.
Why the change of heart?
That's an order. Stop the eviction.
That's all.
Are you okay?
Never been better.
Here I am. Looking for someone to fuck.
Because I'm great at that.
Also at fucking up and getting fucked over.
Fucking in bed and fucking up other people's lives?
I learned that from my mom.
And getting fucked over,
I learned that from my mom too.
Hey, want me to take you home?
Promise me you'll stay away from her.
- Who? - My mother.
Stay away. As far as you can. Run.
Why? Is something going on?
Look…
she's your mother too, honey.
Look, you're drunk, and you're talking shit-
- She's your mom. - She's not my-
Mine too. You and I are siblings.
And you'll say, "That can't be, Chloe, because Carmen and I hooked up."
It's true.
She's like that.
She fucks everything up. All the time.
I'm the same way.
It's in my blood.
Don't pull that face.
Here, give me a hug as a sibling.
My brother.
But… honey.
I'M A WHORE. HATE ME!
You're wasted and making an ass of yourself.
No, I'm good.
Come with me.
- No. - Come on.
Let's go upstairs.
May I?
Such a gentleman.
That better?
Yeah, thanks.
I thought you were going to throw me over the railing.
Why? Because of the video?
I know that was Sara's doing.
Look, I only wanted to help her.
She asked me to. I don't know how I got into this.
Right.
She wants me out of the way, right? She must've told you I'm a monster.
The kind who'd push you over the railing.
At least you got something out of it.
Yeah, I did.
Yeah. I got to officially look like a slut and gross everyone out, basically.
That's what Sara does. She uses you, sucks you dry,
drains your self-esteem, ruins your reputation,
and then disappears.
So you never laid a hand on her.
As if you'd ever admit it.
I mean, the kind of questions I ask…
Oh my God.
Can I be honest?
Go on.
There are many things I regret about our relationship.
And yes, I may have gotten worked up. Even out of control.
But Sara brings out the worst in me.
She's great at that. I swear.
Right.
And then she makes you feel like shit.
- Sounds familiar. - Right.
Did she make you feel like shit too?
Okay.
I'll tell you what.
You don't deserve that.
I think you're a beautiful girl.
Generous.
Someone who helps people.
Look how you helped her.
Look, honey, if you wanna fuck me, you don't need to sweet-talk me.
That's how you fix everything, right?
Yeah.
Fine.
Wait here a minute.
Okay.
Let's do this.
Hi.
I know I took too long to reply to everything that has gone on,
but I had a lot to process.
A lot of stuff has been said about the video that got leaked.
A lot of lies have been told, and a lot of harm has been done
to people who didn't deserve it.
Sara and I probably had
one of the most beautiful love stories that can ever exist.
But, unfortunately, it's over.
And it was over.
I didn't betray anyone, nor was I unfaithful to anyone.
I didn't cheat. Our relationship was already broken.
I'm so sorry to say that Sara's live stream the other day
was all an act to make her look like the victim.
That's the truth.
The girl who's with me in the video is called Chloe, and she's incredible.
And I don't want to get carried away, but I think I really like her.
She's not to blame for anything, nor did she come between us
because Sara and I weren't together anymore.
I'm going to ask you to please respect her,
because she deserves it.
I'm also asking you to respect her
in case something happens between us, which I'd personally like very much.
Well, I just wanted to tell you. I wanted to say it personally…
And, well… see you soon. I love you so much. Okay?
What?
- Why do you look so surprised? - What was with the live stream?
You didn't need to do that.
But… thank you.
It was the least I could do, okay?
You deserve that and much more.
I think you're a really cool girl.
And what was that about something happening between us?
Hey, well, I don't know.
Why not?
I mean, maybe if you want to…
Do you want to get a suite?
Let's not fall into the same old trap.
Wait.
Enough. Stop, okay?
Okay. I mean, I don't get it. Are you rejecting me now?
I want to do things right. So we need to take it slow.
What does that mean? Having dinner and going for walks?
Well, why not?
We want to change the way things are going.
So we need to change our approach.
Look, man, I don't know.
Don't play games with me. I'm in a bad place and very sensitive.
That's exactly why I'd rather meet up some other day.
When you're yourself and not afraid to get to know me.
Okay?
Let's talk soon.
Thank you.
Mom.
Why are you here?
- Rocío. - What are you up to with Isadora's dad?
I want to go home now.
If you leave without answering, I'm going to think it's all true.
Rocío, honey, I don't know what you've been told
or what you've imagined, but I'm going home, all right?
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Hey. I'm here if you need anything.
You don't know how hard it is to not trust your own family.
I don't speak to my parents either.
Yeah, but you have Nico and your aunt and uncle.
You don't know how lucky you are to be with them.
- Right. - They're doing so much for you.
If you only saw Nico talk about you.
His eyes light right up.
Yeah, but…
at some point, he'll realize I'm not worth it.
- That I'm only a fraud. - Why do you say that about yourself?
Seriously, you should realize
how happy Nico has been since you came to his house.
Someone who awakens that happiness in a guy like Nico has to be worth it.
You're not a fraud at all.
Do you really mean it?
When you're okay with yourself, you are amazing.
- What? - You can't leave.
Sure, I can. What are you doing?
I said you can't leave.
Thank you.
You've already put enough ideas into my daughter's head.
I just helped her see an injustice.
I know you're a smart guy.
Otherwise, my daughter wouldn't have spent a second with you.
So you'll catch this the first time around.
I won't let you drive her away from me again.
If you interfere again,
blood will be spilled.
And I'll use my own hands.
Is everything okay?
Yes.
- What's going on? - Nothing.
We're just having a friendly conversation.
Thank you.
Asshole.
- Are you okay? - Yeah.
Did he hurt you?
- Are you sure? - Yes. Why are you here?
I'm watching you.
Dad's orders.
Being with that girl, you're awfully exposed to her family. I just saw it.
Don't worry. I'm not with her. You can leave me alone.
You're kidding me.
What? Are you pissed off?
You didn't want me to be with her, and now you're pissed?
Now that she's got power, you could be our inside man.
Pau, I can't believe you. You're just like them, man.
You're exactly the same. You and them.
- Show some respect. - No way. Go to hell!
Good morning.
Guys!
Shit, Dalmar, could you knock first?
We're not getting evicted.
What?
Dídac did it.
Isadora backed down.
Come here!
But Eugenio's-
Guys, Eric's not in his room, and his bed is still made.
Did you call his cell?
Yes, but he won't pick up.
Didn't you come back from the party together?
No.
What's wrong, Nico?
I told him that he'd need to leave if he didn't see a doctor.
Why did you say that to him?
He promised he'd go.
But…
Eric, honey.
I was out all night, but I'm fine.
Nico, I said I'd go, and I will.
Uncle Alfonso.
We can go right now to see one of your psychiatrist colleagues.
Of course, Eric.
Have some breakfast with us, and I'll give you a ride when we're done.
What would you like?
Coffee?
Help yourself.
I'm leaving Madrid.
I don't understand why you want to leave.
Because I'm fed up, Luis.
I'm fed up with my family, Isadora's family,
and Isadora when she's with them.
Could you be more specific?
Chaos is erupting, and it's getting to me.
That's all. I'm leaving.
Okay, I hear you.
But it's true that Isadora
has stopped the eviction and backed down.
How do you know that?
Everything's changed between you two since the arrival of her father.
He got here, started fighting with your family over business,
beguiled Isadora,
and that came between you two, right?
How the hell do you know all that?
Hey.
Are you feeling better?
Yeah.
I feel like I did what I had to do, right?
I'm glad.
Know what this is?
I do.
If you help me nail Martín, we both win.
I'll put him in jail, and you'll get Isadora back.
However, I need your permission to listen to your conversations.
And, when the time comes, use them in court.
Do I have your authorization?
Tell me.
- So you'd only go after Martín? - Yes.
- Not after my family or Isadora? - I promise.
You got it.
Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro, Meredith Cannella