So your brother got her pregnant? The one that's in prison?
But he didn't kill her.
-The people around Carla are the key. -Carla...
She's that marchioness girl, right? The one with tits out to here?
Yes.
And there I was, thinking I'd be bored at this school.
Left.
Right.
Left.
Harder, for fuck's sake, Samu.
I have to get close to her.
How are you planning to do that? Come here.
You don't have a lot in common.
Nor does she mix with people of your class.
She mixed with Christian.
Yeah, but to fuck, right?
You think she'd be into you?
-I'm a scholarship kid like him. -Sure.
Son of a bitch.
He wants to get in her pants in order to get in her mind.
I'm flipping you off,
-even if you can't see. -Whatever! How will you do it?
I don't know. I'll think of something.
That's a great plan.
Anyway, Samu,
if you think Christian lost his legs by being close to her,
shouldn't you be careful?
Have you noticed anything missing? His phone? His wallet? Clothes?
34 HOURS MISSING
It is important that you tell us any details.
His phone and wallet aren't here. And his clothes... I don't know.
All of his jeans were similar. I don't know if any are missing...
I have no clue.
Tell me you will find him. This can't be happening.
We will do everything we can. But that's why we need your cooperation.
Did you notice your son acting strange lately?
Or was he doing anything out of the ordinary?
Well...
I don't know.
To be honest with you... I don't know.
I was working double shifts for my other son's bail money...
-and I barely saw Samuel. -And what can you tell me about this?
Why does your son have all this money?
Pilar?
Every hour counts when a person goes missing.
Every hour that goes by makes it less likely that we'll find him. Help us.
She has 39,000 followers.
-I bet she paid them. -What are you talking about?
My God, Carla, what are you on? I'm talking about the new girl.
Don't you go on Instagram?
She made sure everyone knows she starts school today
with all the hashtags, Las Encinas.
I'm gonna go. I'm not in the mood for this.
-Why did you scare me? -Let me see.
-You want to see her? -Show me!
-You're that interested? -Afraid of the competition?
-I want to see her! -Now you want to follow her?
Am I still making you nervous?
Dad.
How are you?
I don't need this.
You can't walk yet. We're going to follow the doctor's orders.
I'm fine.
Now that you'll be home, it's even better.
You'll get better quickly, you'll see. We will all help you, won't we?
Sure.
Class...
Go to class.
It doesn't matter if I'm late.
You are more important. Let's see how we'll manage here.
Your brother...
He will take care of it. You get to class.
-Dad, I just want to help... -No!
Calm down.
Guzmán, what are Marina's things doing here?
-Weren't you going to get rid of them? -I'll do it. Give me some time.
Okay.
Don't forget that the mass is at 7:00 p.m. today.
Have you told your friends?
I'll do it in class.
Darling, it's important for us.
It will help us remember her, but... also to start putting all this behind us.
"All this"?
Are you referring to my sister's murder as "all this," Mom?
How can you be so cold?
Darling,
I am dead inside.
I breathe and I eat,
but I'm dead.
I will never get over it.Never.
But you will.
You have to.
You have to find a way to get over it.
Is something wrong?
Dad, why did you decide to pay for Christian to go to the clinic?
It was very generous.
I thought he was important to you. That's why I did it.
I wasn't born yesterday.
Why else would I do it?
I'll get out here.
She just followed me.
Does she think I'll follow back? Who does she think she is?
She's already taken seven selfies since she got to school. Outrageous!
You know what?
She reminds me of your paralyzed version of Christian Grey.
-Really, Lu? -Yeah.
You could show a bit of fucking empathy.
Okay, it's too soon to joke about the damn cripple. Got it.
His name is Christian, okay?
Christian!
-Did she follow you as well? -No. It's from Guzmán's mother.
About Marina's mass.
She doesn't seem so retarded.
There's nothing more attractive than a woman reading.
She's not reading, she's posing.
Say what you want, but she threw you off a bit.
And suddenly, you're a bit intrigued.
She's all yours. Now you have a new target. Go.
-Hi. Good morning. -Hi.
I'll sit next to you on one condition.
Don't tell me how it ends. I'm only halfway through it.
You're reading The Second Sex?
Well, actually, I prefer doing it.
And if it's with a feminist, it's a whole new level.
Sure. Double points, right?
Well, nice to meet you.
-Hey. -Hi, my love. How are you?
Fine.
-Hey, you didn't tell me about the mass. -How do you know about it?
Your mother sent us all a message.
Fucking hell. I hope she hasn't sent it to everyone.
Hey. Listen, the thing is, I don't know who to ask,
and since you're his friend...
Do you think Guzmán would mind if I attended?
You're going, aren't you?
You really won her over.
You're the ones who spend the most time with Samuel.
36 HOURS MISSING
His classmates. His friends.
I am sure that one of you must know what happened to him.
And my job is to find out.
Samuel, can I ask you something?
How is Omar's father doing?
This morning, I went to the store, and Omar wouldn't even let me in.
I really fucked up at the hospital with his family.
I'm a textbook dickhead, man. What can I do to get him to forgive me?
Give him time.
Ander! What were you doing talking to him?
-Didn't I make myself clear the other day? -Not now, Guzmán.
I'm not in the mood for your rants
-and ridiculous drama. -"Ridiculous drama"? That's great.
Guzmán... I'm sorry about your sister.
But enough is enough.
Enough with the masses and obsessing over the same thing.
I'm not betraying you or your sister's memory by talking to Samuel.
We all have our own lives and our own problems.
First of all,
the mass was my mother's idea, okay?
If you can't come because of your life and problems,
then don't go.
I don't fucking feel like it at all either.
Are you going?
I don't know, Polo, I don't know.
I just wish this would end. I haven't slept a wink in three days.
Why?
Do you really think Christian's accident was just a coincidence?
I don't get how you can be so calm.
You're the one who told me not to lose my cool ever.
Well, I think I'm starting to lose it.
I need to talk to someone before I go nuts.
Want to get a drink later?
Now that Christian's gone, you want to get a drink with me.
Forget it. It doesn't matter.
So, now, I press the number of the product I want, right?
Great.
You won't believe it, but this is the first time I've used one of these.
Are you serious? Didn't they have one at your other school?
I haven't set foot in a school in four years.
I'm thrilled to be back in one. It's so... school-like, you know what I mean?
So, you haven't studied in four years?
-You're repeating a year. -No, I studied from home. Homeschooled.
With private teachers and all that stuff.
It's the worst thing about never staying in one place.
I'm so happy to be back. I really missed all this.
Not this one.
Forty-five, right?
Those chips?
If you're going to eat that many calories, at least get something worthwhile.
Well, she's right.
Thank you so much, girls. And thank you, you've been lovely. Bye.
-Have you seen the photos of her house? -What?
They're so cool.
And she lives alone, no parents.
Alone? I don't believe it.
-Everything okay? -Yes.
Not really.
I don't want to go to that mass. I don't want to go.
You have your reasons, right?
No ceremony is going to bring back my sister.
Or make it less painful.
-Don't go, then. Easy-peasy. -It's easier said than done.
I can't let my parents down.
Don't you get tired of being you?
Always doing the right thing.
No?
Now I see why my parents think you're perfect for my sister.
But you know what?
I'm starting to question whether someone who's so messed up is right for Lu.
If only I could stop obsessing over things for a while...
and stop feeling this rage that consumes me.
I can help you with that. You know I can.
Darling, would you like to have coffee at my place later?
I know how it is to be the new kid. How hard it is to make friends...
You're such a sweetheart!
-I know. -Lucrecia?
-Right. -Cayetana.
-Nice to meet you. -Thanks. Can you send me the address?
-Sure. -Great.
-I'll see you at 5:00. -Great.
Bye.
Shoot. I can't.
I forgot my dad has an important meeting at home this afternoon.
It's okay.
-I could come over to yours. -To my place?
-Yes. -Okay.
Great! Can you send me the address? You're such a sweetheart!
Did you just try to dodge me, Carla?
Yes.
Are you still mad about what I said about Christian?
If you had told me that he was really important to you,
I would never have joked about him.
But since you never tell me anything lately...
What do you want me to tell you? Everything's a joke to you.
You're more focused on the new girl's Instagram
than your friend.
Then you say that she's superficial and embellishing details of her life.
But you're the same.
All front.
That's why you're obsessed with her.
Oh, I'm superficial, am I?
Bullshit!
I spent three fucking weeks with Guzmán in his grandparents' village,
trying to help him and keep him afloat.
And even then, I didn't stop calling or texting you, asking how you were...
You went missing.
You're the one who's become distant and tight-lipped.
So don't give me that. What's going on with you?
It's me. You can talk to me.
I wouldn't know where to start. I'm sorry.
-Hi, Omar. -Hey!
Take anything you need to study.
How is Dad?
We struggled to get him to go to bed.
He was dead set on working. And he can't.
This will be fucking difficult.
I've been thinking about how to organize things.
You could stay in the morning
and as soon as I get home, I'll take over until close.
No way.
Dad wants you to study and me to take care of the store.
So drop it already.
So what about you? You'll drop out?
I suppose it doesn't matter if I skip a year.
Anyway, you're the brainy one.
You don't have to be the only one who sacrifices.
Can you convince Dad?
Then that's that.
Lu, welcome.
Hey.
-How are you? -Good. You?
-Your house looks beautiful. -Yeah...
Shall I give you a quick tour? Or would that be distasteful?
-Oh, dear... -Down.
I brought some pink champagne. Yay for bad taste!
Yay! Come on...
That's the kitchen, Imelda's territory.
I couldn't live without her.
Look at what she made for us...
I told her I'm on a diet, but she won't listen.
The living room, and there's a small garden and a swimming pool.
Well, two swimming pools. The other pool is small.
Then the five bedrooms. Mine with a huge dressing room.
It's the first thing I fell in love with in this house.
-Shall I chill the champagne? -Do you really live here alone?
With Imelda.
But I gave her the afternoon off so that we could be more comfortable.
Oh, you're so sweet. I love it!
Are you expecting someone?
Hey there!
-What are you doing here? -No party without us!
There is no party here, Valerio. We were going to have a snack.
A snack... A party...
-They are both the same thing. -Hi.
Seriously?
-What's in there? -The best part... is inside.
FOLLOW
Shit! No, no!
YOU HAVE UNFOLLOWED MARQUESITAPON
I'm such an ass!
Sorry, but I don't think it's the best time for you to be here.
Also, I was thinking of going to Marina's mass.
What was she like?
None of you talk about it,
and her ghost hasn't turned up at my place yet.
She was a whirlwind. She destroyed everything in her path.
But I have a feeling that despite dying so young,
she lived more in 16 years than many people do in 100.
So she was my kind of girl, then. And I'd say
that if she had the choice, she wouldn't go to her own mass.
So, skip the drama. Let's get dolled up and bust some moves.
No. Haven't you seen how things are here? I'm not in the mood to party.
I'm not talking about abandoning your family.
Girl, don't be so dramatic.
I'm talking about going out for a walk, dancing a bit...
You don't say "make the best of a bad situation" in Morocco or what?
I'm from Palestine. You really don't know me.
Sorry, but let me remind you I've seen you dancing like...
Moving like...
What was that move again?
Come on, woman, I'll bring you back in two hours. I swear!
Guzmán, I'm fed up with your shit! Are you crazy or what?
I'm sorry. They're trashing your house. I swear, I’ll kick them out.
That's all right! This is my third Negroni,
I'm already numb. I don't feel anything or suffer so...
Cheers, baby.
Seriously, Valerio?
Whoever guesses what I'm wearing under this robe gets €100.
Please, Valerio!
Which, by the way, fits me... How do I look?
It fits perfectly. That color suits you!
-Me! -You!
Nothing, you're naked.
No. You.
Underwear!
No. Lu? It's your turn.
I know, but I'm not playing.
-Can we please leave now? -No.
-I know what it is.
-Tell me.
You're only wearing a sock.
-All yours, young lady. -She guessed it!
Smart girl.
-I like this girl! -Me too!
Hey, where's my prize?
Slower!
Slower so you can enjoy it better.
Careful, he bites.
Now...
Valerio, are you serious? Put it back on!
You're embarrassing!
I'm covering myself.
You're ridiculous.
You're great, you bastard.
Please, don't.
Please, don't! Guzmán!
Seriously? Please!
I'm crazy, too.
Guzmán, please!
We have to go to the church!
-Lu, come on! -I hate you!
-Hey. -Hi.
-Have you spoken to Guzmán? -Before coming?
No. Why?
-He's not answering his phone. -Keep trying. He won't pick up for me.
-So? -No answer.
Should I try Lu?
Guzmán?
So?
No answer.
I have an idea.
Cayetana!
Turn the volume down!
-This message is for you! Welcome! -Sorry.
Is that now?
What's up with the guy?
Don't!
Not here, please.
-We better go get him. -Why?
He's having fun.
Can't you see he's not right?
Let's go get him.
Please, let's all gather around.
-You shouldn't be here. -And what about you?
You weren't exactly very friendly with Marina.
-How would you know? -Marina told me everything.
Did she?
Did she also tell you that your brother got her pregnant?
Marina did what she liked to us.
And here we are,
mourning her.
Do you know what could have happened
to make him disappear off the radar?
He would never leave without saying anything.
It's fucking awesome. The guys, the waiter, the music...
-I've told my friend Mari... -Who's Mari?
Where are you going?
We are going to Guzmán's...
family's mass.
-For Marina... -Sure.
You're dressed up like this to go to mass?
Dude, for a gay boy, you have that whole hetero-castrating-father thing nailed.
You told her that I'm gay?
And that she's a virgin, too. I don't know why everyone opens up to me.
And between you and me, hers really is a crime.
You're not going to mass.
No.
Nadia...
You don't need to lie to me just because I'm the man of the house.
I'm not Dad.
Are you doing inventory?
Yes.
And it's overwhelming.
Omar...
I'll stay and help you, then. Dad doesn't need to know.
I'm sorry, you'd better go.
No way. No worries.
I'll help you, and we'll get it done faster, right?
How do we do it? We count the oranges, the pears...
What a great plan! Who wants to go dancing when you can spend the night counting.
They put her ashes there, right?
No matter how rich you are, you can't bury someone wherever you want.
Seriously? This is stalking now.
What do you want from me? Just tell me.
2002-2018.
Nobody's life should be so short.
Those two dates stuck with me, too.
I can't get rid of this feeling I get here.
What?
-I've never seen you like this. -You don't know me at all.
I need a beer.
What about you?
Me too.
But not with you.
Do you have a better option?
These two are crazy.
I bet you never get bored of them.
Especially you. You're a troublemaker.
Why? I didn't manage to convince you.
I never snort anything, not even if you got naked for me.
Are you sure?
Dude...
Come here! Lucrecia, stop eating and come dance.
What?
-Stop eating and come dance! -I don't want to!
-Enough, Guzmán! -Fucking hell!
If I kiss you, it's wrong. If I don't, it's wrong, too.
-Cayetana! -What?
-Is there any champagne left? -Yeah!
Come on, let's get some more champagne.
What's wrong?
Are you happy now? You've managed to snare the new girl.
Check. You'll be able to mess around all you like,
with no parents around to control you. Go for it!
Doesn't sound like a bad idea, does it? Great!
But you know what?
I can't get someone else out of my head.
-And she won't let me be. -What?
I haven't been able to get her out of my head for years.
You know what? It hurts.
It hurts so much, I don't know why I came back.
Luckily... Luckily for you, I've got this.
Are you blaming me for your drug addiction, you idiot?
No.
I'm only saying that no one can outshine you.
Let's see...
They're here!
Reinforcements are here!
Where are my dudes?
Hey, guys, how are you doing?
What's up? Come up here!
What are you doing here?
Welcome!
My dudes! What's up?
My boys! You came!
Do you think one of your classmates has something to do
with Samuel's disappearance?
What makes you think I'd know something about that?
The fact that,
since you sat down, you haven't looked me in the eye. For example.
Have you spoken to my sister yet?
Lucrecia?
Call me Lu.
Why?
Because you should.
-Show me a picture of your boyfriend. -This is him.
-Oh, shit, he's in our class. -Yeah.
Shit!
I had my eye on him. But you've already taken him.
Good for you, but... shit.
Don't be stupid and call him.
Nah...
I have bigger problems now.
-What problems? -Haven't you noticed?
Well, dude...
Don't hide behind this to avoid fixing what's in here.
And don't take too long.
You never know when people might disappear from your life.
Call him.
Nah...
-How much did he drink? -I don't know.
All of it. All he has left is the water from the swimming pool.
-See if you can take him away from here. -Take me away? No, no!
Who's staying?
Are you staying? Come on! Who's staying?
Me!
-You're staying here? Yeah! -There we go!
Yeah!
Fuck!
-Fucking hell! Sorry! -Shit!
-I'm sorry! Was it very expensive? -No.
I think my mother bought it at a Sotheby's auction,
-but it's one of many. -Yes. She won't miss it.
I think we've had enough, right?
This was the last straw. We'd better leave.
-Please! -What a pain in the ass!
No chance, Lu.
I'm staying, right, Caye?
-Let's go. -The party ain't over!
No, let's go, Guzmán. You should sleep this off already.
I'm fine!
I'm fine! Why don't you stop treating me like an idiot?
I'm fine!
Or don't you think so?
Because everything is perfect and wonderful.
And we've all moved on, right?
Nobody is saying that. Fuck, turn that off.
We're not in the same boat as you, and none of us have lost our sister.
Whatever! Do you know what?
My sister didn't die.
She was killed!
My sister was killed!
All right? You can't seem to get that through your thick skulls.
Please, Ander, take him away.
Come on. Let's go.
-I'm fine. -Let's go.
No!
Cayetana, this is so embarrassing...
Sorry for all of this.
One more. We've already paid for it.
Two hundred bucks a bottle. That's immoral.
No, it's expensive. That's all.
You won't bring me down...
Can I ask you something?
I lost my virginity at 14.
Or is that not what you wanted to ask?
That's the kind of question I tend to attract.
I don't know why.
Did you have something to do with Marina's murder?
So it was that.
That's why you've been trying to get close to me.
Did you have something to do with Marina's death?
Were you involved?
You couldn't stand the truth.
I can't, either.
Try me.
Yes. I had something to do with it.
Too much.
Are you sure you want to do that?
I want to know everything.
And I just want you to fuck me.
Can you do that?
Sure you want to do this?
Girls like you never hook up with guys like me.
What would you know about girls like me?
I don't get it.
He was getting better. He was better.
That's why we went to his grandparents' in Asturias.
And...
And I helped him.
Coming back to school hasn't helped for sure.
He's not like that...
And all this...
I don't know why I'm telling you all this.
-No! Because you need to. -I don't want to bother you.
And that's what friends are for.
We're leaving.
Okay.
We're leaving.
Thanks.
Bye, guys.
Get up.
Good, very good.
Don't get a hard-on now...
Come on, help me a little.
Easy, or I'll be the one getting a hard-on.
Okay...
Yeah, that's good.
My friends...
Grab his arms.
-Now... -If I sit up...
Okay... Here.
Thanks.
Oh, God...
So? Should we go?
Yes.
No, don't leave.
Stay here with me for a while. Like we used to do. Remember?
Respect me.
-Will we fit in the bed? -I guess so.
-This is fucking weird. -Why?
It's not like we've never slept together.
I know. But I wasn't out of the closet, and you weren't bi.
Bi?
Is that what I am?
Well, maybe you're right.
I may be bi.
-Ander. -What?
Were you ever hot for Guzmán?
What are you saying?
-Were you? -Me?
Never. Yuck.
What about me?
Were you hot for me? A little bit for sure.
Just check out this hot body.
You wish!
Scoot.
Shit.
I've been sleeping alone for some time.
The warmth is appreciated.
The touching...
Easy with the touching.
Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?
Or horny?Because I'm getting...
-I'm getting hard as hell. -You're fucking kidding me.
Look.
Cover yourself, you bastard.
You cover yourself, too!
Shit!
What do you want me to do? I'm not made of stone.
Wanna jerk off?
With Guzmán here?
You're crazy.
We are crazy.
I know.
We are crazy.
This is too creepy, huh?
Yes. Let's leave it.
No.
But on one condition.
Tomorrow we forget all about it, okay?
Yes. We're just friends jerking off.
Right.
LU HAS STARTED FOLLOWING YOU
-Hi, darling. -Hi. Good evening.
-Caye, you're still here? -Yes, but I'm done, so...
Where's the dog?
I had to shut him in the pantry. He was very badly behaved.
He broke a porcelain figure that was over there.
Darling, why don't you make me a couple of Negronis?
To see if they calm me down a bit.
Caye. Don't punish the dog again, okay?
Stick to cleaning.
Okay.
If you don't need anything else, I'll be leaving now.
-Bye, darling. -Bye.
Negronis.
Nadia, you're late for class. Go.
Yes, darling, go to class.
Mom and I will take care of things.
No.
Dad, I can be late for school for once.
And you know what? It doesn't matter.
They will understand. And if they don't, that's their problem.
-No... -Yes.
It's okay for Omar to take charge of the store,
but we are here, too.
And no matter how much you dislike that, things have changed.
You will have to accept it.
Don't be too long. We'll drop you all off at school.
-Good morning. -You guys seriously snore, man.
Do you know why it pisses me off when you talk to Samuel?
You act as if nothing happened.
Because of his brother.
No.
That's what I thought.
That I was pissed off because his brother murdered my sister.
He pisses me off for another reason.
It goes round and round in my head like Jiminy Cricket.
I could have stopped them. He warned me, and I did nothing.
Dude...
There's something that concerns me more.
What if he was right?
What if... Nano is not the real killer?
How can I move on, not knowing if the one who did it is on the loose?
Maybe he simply decided to leave.
Why would he do that?
Because Samuel should never have come back to this school.
Ever.
Do you know if Samuel could have gotten money illegally?
Why the fuck are you asking me that? Why don't you talk to the marchioness?
Carla? Why?
I don't know.
All the guys around her end up vanishing one way or another.
I don't know anything. I'm sorry.
Okay, thank you.
What's going on?
Nothing.
I know you, Carla.
Or are you going to keep this to yourself, too?
Samuel is not missing.
He's dead.
Subtitle translation by Aline Saba