Didn't you say Omar was working late?
So he said.
Shit.
What are you doing? He won't go to bed for half an hour.
This whole situation stresses me out.
Like I'm not stressed?
I'm the one lying and doing a juggling act to see you.
Do you think I don't want to see you during the day?
That I don't wanna have a drink with you or kiss you when I see you in class?
I don't know.
Would you like that?
Does it matter?
Have you thought about how I feel when you make plans with Guzmán
and I just get the crumbs?
Oh, so for you, this is just crumbs?
-No, it's not. -Then what is it?
I don't know. You tell me.
You decide when, you're the one who comes and goes. It's all you.
Of course it's all me. I'm the one who says and does everything.
You wait for everyone else to do things for you.
Like when my dad got you out of the bar.
Why do you bring that up?
Because you're always waiting for other people to decide for you.
Wake up, dammit.
You have the all clear.
So do you.
Time for you to take a stand.
If you can't, don't expect anything from me.
HOSPITAL
Did you do it, Samuel?
I didn't do anything to Ari.
So
you know who did it?
-Good morning, Benjamín. -Good morning, Your Highness. Welcome.
-If you would come with me… -I'll see you later, okay?
ARI, SORRY ABOUT LAST NIGHT.
I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO REACT.
Good morning, Samu.
-Hey, relax, man. Shit. -Wait.
What? Did you put speed in your coffee?
-No, why? -Hey, have you seen Ari?
What? What do you mean, have I seen Ari?
-What's up with you, Samu? -Huh?
Text her. Tell her you'll meet her at the Lake Club tomorrow night.
-Why should I text Ari? -It's a surprise. Do me a solid.
Say it's about debate team.
-Okay. What should I text her? -Thanks, man.
Shit.
TOMORROW NIGHT AT THE LAKE CLUB.
-Okay, done. -She's replying.
She's texting back.
-Let me see. -What?
Check it. She just replied.
WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? THE LAKE CLUB? DEBATE?
Insist. Say you have to meet outside school.
-Go on, insist. -Sure, fine.
I'D RATHER MEET OUTSIDE SCHOOL SO WE CAN TAKE OUR TIME PREPARING OUR ARGUMENT.
-She's sending a voice message. -Okay.
Let me see.
-She replied. -Hang on.
-This voice message is for me! -It's my phone!
-What? -Is that all? Is that all you have to say?
As if last night never happened?
Last night?
What happened last night?
Well, I mean…
Let's see… She's talking about the debate.
We… argued. She wants to apologize.
-I don't get what's up with you. -Huh?
-But listen. -What?
Just make sure she shows up. Thanks, man.
Jesus Christ.
You've been MIA since the Ambar gig.
It's not like you were missing me.
-God damn it, Patrick. -What?
I had an awesome time.
-Thanks. -I'm glad, man.
I know what that look's about.
Felt that way myself too many times.
I'm an idiot. I let myself get carried away.
You're not an idiot.
We've all been crazy about someone.
-Or something. -No.
Not me.
I always decide who,
how much, and for how long.
That's great.
But Ander is a handful.
When he's with you, you feel on top of the world.
But if he shuts down or tosses you aside…
Come on, cheer up.
You'll be bugging us again in no time.
Hey, I've been thinking…
maybe it's time for you to leave Armando's room, huh?
Why? He doesn't mind, does he?
No, but…
I don't know.
I'd just rather not have anything to do with him anymore.
You know?
See?
I knew it. I knew he left the gig because you guys fought.
-What'd he do? I'll smash his face in. -Nothing.
He gets really annoying and intense.
Don't worry, okay?
I guess my mom won't slam the door in my face.
But if she makes me choose, I know what I'll do.
I'll live under a bridge if I have to.
Hey.
What if you and I make the most of our last night in the hotel room?
All right.
If that's okay with you.
-Sure. Of course it is. -Yeah?
What bridge will you live under?
-I'll build one if I have to. -Yeah, right.
A school full of girls from good families,
all waiting for my son to deign to look at them,
and he falls for the janitor?
She wants to be a fashion designer.
She's a very bright and intelligent girl.
I know that sort of intelligence.
I've seen it in all the other nobodies who are after him.
Cayetana will behave and stick to the path set for her.
How do you know that?
She has shown unconditional support for her boyfriends before.
She'll be with him no matter what.
She has everything to gain.
They're mine.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Wow, Phillipe.
These are good. Very good.
A prince who's a designer and straight?
You'd be my favorite mythological creature if you weren't a predator.
Bye.
These aren't mine.
Whose are they?
Caye, you forgot these.
-Where were they? -On the printer.
Okay, thanks. Did anyone else see them?
I don't know.
I did.
What? Afraid I'll tell the principal you're using school equipment
without permission?
No. If you want to snitch on me, go ahead. I don't care.
They're very good.
Ari thinks so too.
Really?
I thought they were his.
They weren't bad for something a prince sketched on a whim.
Okay.
What?
He heard your voice message.
-Guzmán? -Yeah.
Why did you say you wanted to meet?
He wants to surprise you. He's going to the club tomorrow, not me.
You want me to take a stand, and I will, but I'll do it for my friend.
I can't keep meeting up in secret and stabbing him in the back.
It's either Guzmán or me. Now you take a stand. Make up your mind.
You'll throw a New Year's Eve party.
The media will be there, and there'll be a photo shoot.
I want you to invite all your friends.
You can bring that girl if you want.
Cayetana.
So, Benjamín has filled you in.
Do you really like her?
Very much.
Have you at least given other girls a chance?
I don't want other girls.
I want her.
Fine. You'll introduce her formally at the party.
That's part of your campaign to clean up my image, right?
We're not together right now.
You mean you can't win your commoner girl back?
Don't call her that.
Do you want her back or not?
Yes, Mom.
Well then, do what you need to do.
What's happened to you here in Madrid? I don't recognize you anymore.
What's this about?
I'm visiting a friend.
I'm not very busy.
Want a Mahou?
Sure. In the room with the fireplace, where it's quieter, okay?
Guys, we have a guest.
This is Armando,
former Las Encinas student and alumni association president.
He's here to make their very generous annual contribution to the school,
and he wanted to meet you.
Oh, but we already know him.
Isn't he your friend from the gig?
-Yeah. -Oh.
-Are you friends? -We've run into each other at bars.
Yeah. How are you?
-Hi. -How are you?
Yeah, Patrick and I get along well.
And no, it's none of your business.
I don't know if you wanna take things further.
It's not like I care, to be honest.
Honestly, I'm not planning on it, but thanks for your indifference.
If I didn't know you, I'd say you're a bit jealous.
What the hell?
I do know you, and I'd say you're very jealous.
I'm not jealous. I'm concerned.
Excuse me?
Omar, Patrick approaching you two seconds after being mad at me…
I don't know.
I was the one who approached Patrick.
You left him a wreck.
It's not my fault if he gets too attached.
Come on. It's partly your fault, if we're honest.
Patrick is intense, but he's not stupid.
Omar, I'm just asking you not to get your hopes up.
You're into him, but he just wants to get even.
Omar!
So he hit on you because he was drooling over you,
but he's using me for an ego boost?
You've got some balls.
I'm just worried about you.
You have some nerve, going through life, making unilateral decisions
but getting upset when people try to get over the damage you do.
I'm not upset.
You're a dog in the manger, Ander.
You don't want to be with Patrick or me,
but you're not happy if we move on without you.
If I'm just a friend,
and Patrick was just a hookup, why don't you let us do our own thing?
You should go. I have to work.
There have always been rules.
You tell me they are stricter now.
I say they were stricter in my day.
People before me would say they were stricter then.
And so on, ad infinitum.
I doubt that when you went to Las Encinas, it was such a… bunker.
It was all very regimented, believe me.
Skipping class was a balancing act.
Things were more relaxed under the previous principal,
but my dad is getting things back on track, right?
If you'll excuse me for a second.
Sure.
Mencía.
Yes?
Are you okay?
I'm great, Benjamín. Why do you ask?
-Weren't you a vegetarian? -I'm not making anything up.
Everything.
I'm going to the bathroom.
What's gotten into her now?
-What the hell are you doing in my house? -Your dad invited me to lunch.
No, I mean before that. Why did you come to my fucking house?
To give him the annual donation.
Cut the crap, Armando.
You could have done that at the school or in a bar.
So why are you in my house? To screw with me?
To screw with you? Me?
How so?
You want to blackmail me so you can keep fucking me, right?
Does it piss you off that much not to have me whenever you want me?
You can't end a relationship over a tantrum.
We're not in a relationship.
…the hors d'oeuvres and bring the entrées, please.
You seem tense since you saw him.
I'm just a tense person.
What's going on here?
Nothing. We're friends.
A minor and an alum three times her age?
We told you. We're drinking buddies.
I'm going back to the table.
Honey.
What?
I know communication between us is…
nonexistent.
And, when we do talk, it's a declaration of war, but…
I think you can tell that…
even if I don't say it…
Well, more than tell, you know
that if something's wrong, you're worried about something, or you have any problems,
you can tell me.
And with a phone call,
I can get rid of
whatever is bothering you.
That goes for you and your siblings.
Good to know.
If I need to make that call, I'll let you know.
Okay?
I've rambled on enough. It's your turn now.
What are your plans when you finish school?
You'll have to join us.
I'd love to join the alumni association.
Yes. Armando could introduce us to his former classmates.
Gotta love boomers.
-You have a one-track mind, Patrick. -A one-track--
I'll tell my dad everything, and he'll fuck up your life forever.
Yeah, sure, but…
I want to be part of an alumni association while…
Everything? Including what you did for a living when we met?
Accept it. I own you.
You're so annoying.
How's it going, Armando?
-I hope everything's to your liking. -It's all perfect, Benjamín. Thank you.
How are my kids treating you?
You seem to have really hit it off.
Your kids are charming.
A toast.
-Of course. -Oh, sure.
-Not with water. It's bad luck. -Not water.
Well, water's what you're getting.
ARMANDO: I WANT TO SEE YOU TONIGHT
REBEKA: WHAT TIME SHOULD WE GO TO THE HOTEL?
I'M SORRY, REBE. I CAN'T GO.
MENCÍA I'M SORRY, REBE. I CAN'T GO.
Hello?
-Hi. -Hi.
Can I come in?
Sure. Come in.
I just…
My mom decided to spend Christmas here with me.
And since she can't have an empty schedule,
she's arranged a meetup with young entrepreneurs
to strengthen business ties, you know.
That's great. Yay.
I told her to invite our seed designer.
Sadelagu?
So… Wow. Sadelagu is going to be at the party?
-Yes. -Oh.
I don't know. I thought that… maybe you'd like to come and meet him,
show him your designs.
You're kidding me.
No.
You've got talent, Caye.
Thank you.
-I don't know what to say. -You don't have to say anything.
Seriously, thank you so much.
So you're coming?
Hello. Good evening.
Cayetana Grajera.
Thanks.
I guess I'll leave you to it.
Where is your father?
Over there, shaking hands.
Hi.
Christian Dior?
Grajera Pando.
-Wow. -Yeah.
I never thought I'd meet Sadelagu in such a solemn setting.
Dreams come true wearing charcoal gray and holding a tumbler.
Look.
-Is that him? -Yes.
-Seriously? -I'll go get him, okay?
Okay.
Oh…
You'll walk into the lion's den to get what you want.
I didn't ask him to invite me.
Sure. And leaving your designs where he could see them,
was that a coincidence?
Yeah, Ari. A coincidence.
You sure got over your doubts about him quick.
You're no idiot,
but you are stupid.
And a climber.
You're a stupid climber.
-Oh shit. -What are you doing here?
Would you excuse us?
So, do you like it?
It's delicious. I've never tried it before.
So… it was fashion.
-Fashion brought you two together, right? -Yes.
And our admiration for you, sir. Didn't mean to call you sir. Sorry.
I can't help it.
Meeting you is a dream come true.
Put it on my tab. Room 973.
It's on me.
Excuse me.
Do you have five minutes? I'd like to show you a few sketches.
Sure.
-Really? -I have all the time in the world for you.
Although I'd rather see them in my room.
It's more comfortable, quieter.
What do you say?
What are you doing with him?
Rebe, I'll explain later.
What do you mean, later?
Is this your way of telling me you're done with him?
Mencía.
Please leave.
Come.
Coming up?
-Like hell I'm leaving. -Mencía, come on now.
Mencía, what's wrong?
I'd rather send my designs to your workshop,
and we'll talk whenever you can.
Guys!
The New Year's Eve party invitations.
I'm so excited to start the new year with you.
Samu.
I don't get it, Mencía.
You were done with him that morning, and I catch you together that night?
That's me. Fickle and impulsive.
Ander.
Maybe it's true that you and I only got together to erase him.
Then let's erase him.
What?
Your invitations, guys.
I WANT TO START THE YEAR WITH YOU. PHILLIPE
How much do you charge, Cayetana? For designing a dress, not mopping.
I want a dress for New Year's Eve, and I'd like to look spectacular.
I'd need to work it out.
Two thousand? Not including materials.
What's this about?
You have talent.
And self-respect.
The money is tax-deductible as a charity donation, right?
I can't with you, honestly.
I want your talent, not your friendship. Will you do it or not?
-I'll work on ideas and get back to you. -You have three days.
Two are enough.
Oh, and I want a 10% bonus for every 500 likes.
Five percent.
-No. -Omar.
-I said no. -Yes!
Come on.
No. We're not having sex here. No way, okay?
No, it's a spell to exorcise him.
A spell, my ass.
Ander?
Ander who?
Have you forgotten him or not?
Well…
Give it time.
I assure you, Ander can be erased.
Babe…
Do you know one of the thousand things you and I have in common?
It doesn't matter if the people we love hurt us again and again and again.
We stand by them.
We keep getting punched in the gut, and we keep taking it. Bam!
For our loved ones, we'll do whatever it takes.
Whatever it takes.
And you know what we don't have in common?
I'm the sort of person who waits for them
to learn the hard way and come back with their tail between their legs.
But you're not.
You're incapable of just standing by if you think they'll get hurt.
You don't stop, and you don't give up.
And I really like that about you.
Maybe you're a better version of me.
Just maybe, okay?
Come here.
Come in.
So you're classmates?
Yeah, we're in the same class.
-I'm Patrick. -Great.
Is he home?
-Yes, I'll go get him. -Okay. Thanks.
Hey, handsome.
Patrick?
Patrick, I think you butt-dialed me.
Honey, your friend Patrick is here to see you.
Patrick?
Yeah, he's downstairs.
What's all this?
We'll talk about it later.
Hey, Ander. How are you?
What the hell?
Do you have a minute to talk?
Ander, you don't get it.
You think the world revolves around you, and it doesn't.
I'm with Omar because I really like him. I'm serious about him.
And if that annoys you, maybe you're the one who's stuck.
I'm happy you guys are together,
as long as you don't hurt him.
Omar isn't like me.
I know. That's why I like him.
I mean, you could really hurt him because he has feelings for you.
And I hope you do too.
He's not just some fling.
Unlike me, huh?
You just used me
to get over Omar with meaningless sex and hooking up.
Don't worry. I'm not like you.
I hope I can make him feel half as good as he makes me feel.
Look, man. I'm sorry if I hurt you, okay?
I thought you knew it was just sex.
It was very clear to me.
I never doubted my feelings for Omar.
In fact, when I got better,
I didn't go backpacking just so I could be with him.
I've always loved him.
And I always will.
So don't play games with him, don't use him,
and, above all,
don't you dare hurt him.
No worries.
Answer your messages.
I'll get out of the way forever. I promise.
Fuck!
Why the long face?
It's nothing.
When will you let me know what's going on?
I can't stand it when you get so closed off.
BEFORE I GO: MOM, GUZMÁN, OMAR
Thank you.
-So? -It's good.
You were against it because it's not French.
-Yeah. -Yeah.
It's great. You should have it at your party.
There's something else I'd like to have at the party.
Or rather, someone else.
I'd love for you to come.
I will.
Yes, but… I mean, with me.
Sounds like a couple thing.
Yes.
It is.
But you and I are just friends.
Friends who are exes.
Sometimes, exes…
get back together for Christmas.
Don't tell me you haven't thought about it.
I haven't.
Something great just happened. That's all I'm thinking about.
Well, I'd love it if you shared it with me.
I am sharing it.
Aren't things okay the way they are?
Yeah, sure.
You could change your mind, you know?
We're only kissing.
And I don't even know why.
Look, it's better if… Damn.
Enough.
Wait.
Stop it.
What?
It's better if we don't.
Why not?
We're better as friends. You sit there. I'll sit here.
Caye, I'm more certain than ever.
Yeah, and so am I.
I don't see you as an idol anymore. I don't have to swoon over you.
What if the idol swoons over you?
Seriously, no.
I think it's best if we're just friends.
Phillipe, stop.
Stop it.
Hey, seriously. Stop it.
You love having power over me.
-What? -You all do.
What do you mean? Stop it.
Stop, Phillipe. Let go of me.
I don't want to. Let me go. Seriously, Phillipe.
Please, get off me!
No, Phillipe! I don't want to! Get off me!
Shit.
Cayetana!
My girlfriend's here. Hi. Sorry I'm late for my surprise.
The entrance was blocked. Who does garden pruning in December?
Weren't expecting me, huh?
Thanks.
-Is everything okay? -Yes.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
Good. What's with the spare plate?
I'll ask them to take it away.
-Aren't you working today? -Didn't you cancel?
Cancel what?
Samuel, sit down.
What do you mean, "sit down"?
Ari, what the hell is this?
Guzmán…
Samuel and I have been seeing each other.
What do you mean, "seeing"?
Did Guzmán do it or not?
Samuel.
Are you listening to me?
I'm sorry about this,
but I believe what I have with Samuel isn't just a fling.
Samuel, I'm in love with you.
And I don't want to leave you.
But I'm in love with you too.
Guzmán, look at me.
I don't want to leave you either.
Look at me.
Right now, you must think I'm crazy.
But I think
I would be crazy if I were to give up either of you.
Subtitle translation by: Ron Sawyer