[bird tweets]
[mystical whoosh]
[melancholy saxophone music]
You just play worse and worse.
Aw, thanks! And your foot just keeps smelling better.
Thanks.
I'm really busy. I'll tell you when we meet…
[car alarm blares]
Maya, I'll call you later. I gotta go.
[Nati] How many more times are you gonna watch that video?
It's the last thing he sent me, and he was so weird.
After that, he wouldn't even reply to my texts.
It's like the ground had swallowed him up.
Oh, take it down a notch. He must just be partying.
- He wasn't exactly in party mode lately. - Guess where there is a party?
\SUMMER COURSE. STAQUI INSTITUTE
\- Here. - At the conservatory?
We'd be together for three weeks, and with no parents around!
I don't know. Studying over the summer isn't really my thing.
- Oh, come on! Come on! Please, come on! - [groans] No. No, no, no.
[Elena] Maya! Hi, Nati. There's a package for you. I'll leave it here.
[Maya] Okay. I'm coming.
\It's from Leo.
\From: Leo Beltrán To: Maya Manglar
Oh, there's a note.
"Maya, please keep this for me for a few days."
It's his father's necklace. He never takes it off.
This is so weird!
- Isn't this where the conservatory is? - Yeah.
I know that look.
THE SECRET SCORE
\[Gonzalo] Maya, turn around.
\[Elena] Where's your jacket? Oh, you didn't get it.
\[Maya] Oh, no, I forgot.
\Anyway, take this one. It's your dad's. [laughs]
\Run, sweetie. Have fun. I love you. [kisses]
- [Maya] Bye. Bye. - [Gonzalo] Bye.
[grand music]
[mystical music] [chirps]
STAQUI INSTITUTE
Maya, you're super-late! Come on. They're almost finished.
All the food, too?
Hey, I'm not Maya Manglar here. I'm Maya Ponce.
I don't want anybody to know who my dad is.
Don't worry. People don't talk about parents here, let alone famous ones.
- Look. Those are last year's seniors. - They're so good!
- Can you introduce me around? - You listened for less than 10 seconds.
Did you reach the end of your attention span?
- [Maya] Like nine seconds ago. - [laughs]
[wind blows]
- What's wrong? - I don't know. I felt something weird.
[chuckles] There's some air flow. Come on.
[violin music plays] Who plays like that?
Wow, that's awesome!
[Nati] That's Max, the best musician of the conservatory.
He's a genius, but he doesn't pay attention to anyone else.
He's in love with his violin.
Hey! Don't you know you destroy the acoustics if you open the door?
And don't you know you're in the ladies' restroom?
Restrooms are unisex here. Where are you from, last century?
- Have you seen yourself? - Close the door.
How can he kick me out like that? Who does he think he is?
A genius.
Here's your acoustics, you dimwit!
[slam] [huffs]
- This place is amazing. - That guy is amazing. Act naturally.
- Hey, Nati. Hello. I'm Rafa. - Maya.
- Sax? - Mhm.
- Cool, we need good sax players. - How do you know I'm good?
[hums] Intuition.
I don't study at a conservatory. I just play for pleasure.
- See? Then I'm sure you're good. - But not as good as you.
I mean… Delete, delete. [chuckles weakly]
Okay, I'll leave you to it.
[groans]
- "But not as good as you." - Don't laugh.
[laughs]
[up-tempo music]
[bass plays, trepidatiously]
[music resumes, with off-key clarinet] [students laugh]
[music stops]
[Student 1] What happened?
- Get out of here! - Okay, okay.
[music resumes] Total humiliation. Anyway…
- Did you miss me? - Not really.
I know! Your friend wants to meet me. Makes sense. I am… Andy.
- Maya. I just wanted to ask a question. - Sure, I am available tonight.
- Have you heard of Leo Beltrán? - Is he your boyfriend?
Are you gonna answer?
I almost didn't see him last semester. He's not the social type.
But don't worry, you're meeting so many new people here.
We're musicians… deep, sensitive… interesting.
And show-offs. [whispers] Your zipper is open.
[chuckles] Why don't you ask Tenoch? He knows Leo better.
Leo? No clue. I thought he'd be here. He's one of the few people I talk to.
I always run into him at the Staqui museum.
- What's the Staqui museum? - You'll see soon enough.
- A place with old things. - Hey, show some respect.
It's the conservatory founder's former office.
Any book or instrument in there costs an arm and a leg.
It's full of weird stuff.
Oh, okay. I want a ticket. What time do your guided tours begin?
[bell rings]
None of that. We have class, remember? It's what we're all here for. Except you.
[Tenoch] Look. That's the Staqui museum.
Come with me to the museum. It'll take five minutes.
We can't be late for class.
[Maya] It's a summer course. Schedules are optional.
I don't want to be expelled on the first day.
Why? What did you do?
Me? Nothing, I never do anything. We were showing Maya around.
[hums] Ah! You still have your suitcase. Listen. You two go to class.
And you, come with me. I'll show you where you can leave your things.
Come on.
[theremin music plays]
- [applause, cheers] - Wow!
[applause stops]
So, can anybody can tell me what silence sounds like?
Like… emptiness? Time stopped! No? I'd better shut up. Forget I said that.
- [groans] Delete, delete. - Not bad. Any other ideas?
[clatter] [students groan sympathetically]
Come in. We're talking about silence.
Ah. If you want more silence, I can come back later.
[Dod] No, no. Even if you feel like leaving, we need you.
We need to put the teams together.
We were talking about the music project for the course.
- Rafa, can you please tell her about it? - Sure.
We have to write a piece fusing classical music and other genres,
such as jazz, electronic, bossa nova, and add some improvisation.
- In a two-person team. - [Dod] That's right.
Although this is just a summer course, remember this is the Staqui conservatory,
and don't forget there are many eyes on you.
Let's get on with the teams.
Rafa Díaz Jauffred and Tenoch Molina.
Connie Díaz Jauffred and Paulina Marín.
[squeals] We're a team! Since when do you wear glasses?
Since I found out they look great on me. Is Max looking at me?
No.
[Dod] Nati García and Andy Rivera. Maya Ponce and Max del Valle.
- No! - The intense violin guy. [mock cheers]
- Wanna sit next to each other? - [both] No.
[Dod] Make all the arrangements when the class is over.
Max, can you please accompany me on the piano, so we can give them an exercise?
Mhm.
[Maya gasps] Oh, I'm sorry.
Six… seven… nine.
- Got it? We're in touch. - Hang on. We should discuss the project.
We can fuse jazz and Baroque. What do you think?
- Are we going to the museum or not? - Yeah, I'm coming.
You're supposed to be the genius, I'm sure you'll come up with something.
Talk to you later.
Can you believe her?
I know. Good for you, bro. You got the new girl. She's a cutie.
[scoffs] How's that relevant, Andy? I just want the project to be good.
Ah. Wanna switch partners? I could take one for the team.
[chuckles] Deep down, I knew I liked you. Let's tell them about the change.
[Tenoch] Cool, isn't it?
This place really calms me down. I always come here when my allergy gets bad.
- [Nati] What are you allergic to? - People.
All of this belonged to Rebeca Staqui. She founded the conservatory.
- She was a weird, mysterious lady. - How come?
[Tenoch] It's a legend. She had an accident, and her corpse just vanished.
Anyway, she left everything she had to the conservatory,
and many major musicians came out of here.
Maybe this town inspires them. They say it's a powerful place.
Her brooch is just like Leo's.
[wind gusts] [bird chirps]
Hey, you can't cross that.
- What are you doing? - Oops.
[bird chirps]
- What is wrong with you? - Sh!
This is a temple to music. You can't come in here.
Well, I already have.
- There's something in here. - [Nati] What? What is it?
[Maya] This is crazy.
[clanking, grinding]
[Max] What's that?
Let's go.
What is this place?
Wow!
That's weird. I thought Max was coming up here with Andy.
[gasps] Whoa! I've never been in here. You?
- Do I look like I like boring stuff? - You like Max.
[Connie] You don't get it. What we had was so intense.
And short! How long was it, two days?
Girl, I've had pimples that lasted longer than that. Let's go.
- [Maya] "Plumbing is premium…" What? - [Tenoch] Show me.
"Lead is the first step." That's Latin.
These are ancient musical notes, wow!
I have never seen anything like this. The staff is curved.
[Maya] Here. Let me.
- Is it good? - [Maya] Mhm.
[bird chirps]
Are you listening to me?
- Yeah. - What's the last thing I said?
"Are you listening to me?"
I'm sure it belongs to Max… or Andy. But how did they get out?
- [Max] A clavichord. Let's play it. - [Tenoch] Yeah.
[Maya] Oh!
[clavichord music plays]
[thunder rumbles]
[song ends]
- What happened? - Wow, that was amazing!
- Max, that sounded great! - Yeah, but kind of creepy, right?
We should go. This place was hidden for a reason.
Leo.
This type of notation was used in the Middle Ages.
- Where's the picture you took? - Sh!
Hey, what's wrong with her?
[phone notification]
"You're super-cute, but unbearable."
What's wrong with you? Why did you text that?
- [snorts] - I didn't text you.
Last time I checked, you were Max del Valle.
[Max scoffs] I didn't. I haven't texted anyone. You all know that, right?
If it wasn't you, who did?
[Max] Look. I don't know what is going on… Maya, isn't it?
But you're getting the wrong idea. I was going to suggest we swapped partners.
[phone notification]
From you. "I really don't like you, but you're so handsome."
- I didn't text that. - It came from your cell phone.
- How do you guys do that? - We're not doing anything!
- But it's true I don't like you. - Enough, stop fighting! Let's go, please.
Maybe your cell phone got a virus or something like it.
[Max] A virus…
- [screams] - [yelps]
Where did Tenoch go? I didn't see him come out. What if something happened to him?
He was scared to death. Maybe he ran out and we didn't realize.
[Nati] I have a weird feeling.
- [Max] Let's go. - [Nati] Are you okay, Maya?
I don't know.
[phone notifications, continuous]
[groans] I really don't get it. How can my cellphone text my thoughts?
I'm glad you don't get mine.
- Do you? - Stop! Texts just keep coming.
- [Andy laughs] - Look.
Text from Connie. "Read Hopscotch to talk about it with Max.
Okay, the prologue. Okay, a quote online." [laughs] This is huge!
I don't care about what Connie or anybody else thinks!
[phone notification]
Ah! From you. "Everybody admires you. I'd like everybody to like me."
Hey, don't read my thoughts!
I've already told you I can't control it. This sucks!
Come on, bro. It's not that bad. Cell phone telepathy. It's like 8G.
I also got tons from Maya about Leo.
Leo…
Does it bother you? I mean, that love-hate vibe.
- "You're super-cute." - Hey, don't start!
[Andy] You know what? I'd love to be inside Maya's mind.
- [screams] - [gasps]
Maya! What are you doing here?
[whimpers, screams]
[Nati] What do you mean you saw Leo?
[Maya] I saw him in the attic. It was before. It was kind of a vision.
Don't give me that look.
This look means you're losing it, big time.
[Maya sighs] Something weird is going on here, Nati.
We found the secret entrance with Leo's pendant.
Maybe it has something to do with him going missing.
He had the backpack I gave him before he vanished.
He was here when he wouldn't reply to your texts?
But the conservatory was already closed.
- What if what I saw was the past? - Like Aunt Maruca.
She's been a channeler since she landed on her head
- in a paragliding accident in Cancun. - I'm serious, Nati!
It was when I was touching the floor of the attic. Like this.
These shoes are killing me.
Anything would feel tight with those hobbit feet.
They're like your hands. It amazes me you can play with those fingers.
But still… bravo!
What happened?
[Maya] I saw you and your mom enter this room.
She said she didn't like your hobbit feet.
[laughs] You do see the past! You're a channeler! Can you talk to my grandma?
Nati, come on! I never said I could talk to the dead.
But my grandma isn't dead. She's in Miami.
[knocks] [Andy] Can we come in?
We should talk.
Really weird stuff has been happening to us.
You too?
Max and his cell phone, and I suddenly became… you.
What?
And Maya sees the past when she touches something.
Am I the only one who doesn't have any powers?
[all gasp, shout]
I'm sorry, but I don't know how to stop. All of a sudden, my compass started to…
- [all gasp] - [yells] What was that?
- All this began with that score! - The music notes were not normal.
- It did something. - Now what?
We can't tell anyone about this… [echoes] about this…
What if we fuse Vivaldi and reggaeton?
Hearing voices is so tiring! What did you say?
Hi, girls. Have you seen Tenoch?
- Who's Tenoch? - Tenochtitlan.
[groans] It's the voices again. I still feel something funny in my ear.
I almost feel like the… musician with the ear thing.
- Beethoven. - No, Van Gogh.
Van Gogh was a painter, sister.
It turns out I have his record, brother.
[sighs] Anyway, I'm sick of it! Rafa, I just can't stop hearing voices!
Do they tell you you should destroy the world?
[Connie] I mean it. Like right now!
"We can't tell anybody about the score's power. We should keep it a secret."
What? A score? Who's saying that? Where does that voice come from?
I don't know, I stopped hearing it. Some girl.
Connie, when did you start hearing these voices?
Oh! When something really weird happened to us at the museum.
We heard this music… and I felt a cold wind.
- And now I have super hearing. - Listen, sister. This is big.
Every time you hear voices or listen to something about the score,
come looking for me. I will help you out. Don't worry.
[Paulina] Aw, he's so cute. He takes such good care of you.
[Connie] I'm sure he wants something.
It's me. Guess what?
The score showed up! Trust me.
[chuckles]
[Gael] The music ensemble classes are green. Project classes are red.
Don't forget to follow the schedule of the rehearsal rooms. Understood?
Yes.
- Understood? - [all] Yes.
[many phone notifications]
MUSIC ENSEMBLE
"It was clear enough the first time." [laughs]
- [all giggle] - [Gael] Please put your phones away.
- [snorts] - Tenoch! What's so funny?
- "Gael, you should retire." - [class laughs]
[all gasp, shout]
[Gael] Tenoch, stop!
[screams]
[arghul music] [screams]
- I'm hearing voices again! - [cacophonous panic]
- [Paulina] Oh, I should share this! - Jorge Blanco.
\Right Now Jorge Blanco
- [gasps] Jorge Blanco! - [screams of excitement]
- [Paulina] Hang on. - Jorge Blanco?
What is the meaning of this?
- [Connie] No, don't go. Don't go! - [Maya] Run, run!
[both scream]
What is Jorge Blanco doing here?
[screams, bedlam]
- [Paulina] Don't go! - [Connie] Jorge, wait!
[gasps]
[Paulina] Oh. Where's Jorge?
[Gael] Ma'am.
Help me
"Help me"? Leo?
Translated by Casey Alcoser