[unsettling music playing]
[loud beep]
[mechanical whirring]
[whirring stops]
[heart thumping]
[thunder rumbles]
[scanner whirring]
-[panting] -[thunder crashes]
[heart beating loudly]
[breathing shakily]
-[ominous music playing] -[heart thumping]
THE LAST NIGHT AT TREMORE BEACH
[music fades]
EPISODE 2 BLANCHARD
[doctor] You said the headache comes and goes, right?
Mm-hmm. I'm not pain now, but it'll come back any minute.
Did you ever have migraines before the accident?
[Álex] No.
Okay, the uh, throbbing headache you describe…
-The ticktock, yeah. -Right. That's a migraine symptom.
Which doesn't align with the clinical presentation
of brain necrosis from a lightning strike.
Plus, all your tests are normal again.
[Álex sighs]
-So what, then? -It could be post-traumatic stress.
That would explain both the migraine
and the nightmare episode you had yesterday.
I was awake. It wasn't a nightmare episode.
That kind of confusion is also possible--
I'm not confused, Doctor. I'm not confused.
Besides, if I were asleep, at what point did I wake up?
Because I can't recall when I went from seeing all that
to being back to goddamn reality.
[Álex sighs]
I'd like to ask you a few more questions to rule out other options.
Of course, everything you say as a patient would be confidential.
-I should step out. -No, no. Stay.
-Are you sure? -Yes, please.
Are you or have you ever been a regular drug user?
I'm up to my neck in your prescription drugs, Doctor.
You know what I mean, don't you?
No.
Any sleep disorders or insomnia?
-As a kid, I sleepwalked. -[doctor] Mm-hmm. Anything else?
Any serious problems you've been worried about lately?
At work? With your family?
My kids are healthy, which is the most important thing for me.
-And I'm composing, so… -[Judy exhales]
You don't see it that way?
-Well, I-- -I mean, divorces are never easy.
And my kids are far away, and…
I'm composing, but I'm trying to redirect my career.
-Not everyone understands it, but-- -You're clearly under stress.
-And would that explain everything, Doc? -Well, it probably does. Partly, yeah.
So, partly?
There are other factors to assess, such as mental health history.
Depression, anxiety, or any other diagnosed mental disorders?
And in your family?
[piano note plays]
[ominous music rises]
[doctor]
[ominous music building]
-Mr. De la Fuente? -Sorry?
Any mental disorders?
Nothing comes to mind.
[somber piano music playing]
[gulls calling]
[keyboard clacking]
FISH RAIN
HAPPENS YEAR AFTER YEAR
[Álex] Look at this headline.
"Fish rain."
"This strange meteorological phenomenon
occurs when fish are dragged out of their natural habitat
by the wind and the rain.
[Judy] Hmm. I've heard about it.
I've never heard about it.
-Not ever. -[clock ticking]
So how could I imagine it? There's no way.
How could I imagine something so specific and real if I didn't even know it existed?
[inhales sharply]
What if you forgot that you knew about it?
That sounds logical.
-[Álex exhales] -[thunder rumbles]
Does it hurt?
[Álex sighs deeply]
It's the humidity.
Just like the strings on a piano.
Do you… mind if I smoke?
[softly] Please.
[rain pattering]
[window squeaks]
Judy, I don't know what happened yesterday,
but it wasn't a sleepwalking episode.
It felt too real.
Besides, I know what it feels like to wake up from that.
I never had a bike in London.
I got this sleepwalking.
[gentle music playing]
You really should've told the doctor that.
What for?
The moment she knew I used to sleepwalk as kid, she jumped into a wrong diagnosis.
But I should've told
I'm sorry. [kisses]
It must be hard to talk about that.
[energetic piano melody playing]
[Álex]
[music grows unsettling]
[metronome ticking]
[piano melody playing to beat]
-[metronome ticking] -[playing gentle melody]
[plays wrong note]
I woke up, and my hand was crushed under the piano lid.
-[wrong note plays] -[bloodcurdling scream]
It was like a nightmare that wouldn't end.
-[screaming] -[Paula] Álex! What happened?
-[dialing] -[screams continue]
[Álex] Paula and my children.
Bea! Bea!
[Álex]
[screams loudly]
Did you know you were dreaming when you were doing it?
No.
I remember the pain when I woke up, just like when I was a kid.
[gentle music playing]
-Did you hurt yourself as a kid? -No.
I used to get up and play…
Years later, they told me it was the pressure and the stress.
You don't know how obsessive my mom could be.
She forced me to play for hours.
Sometimes, I would fall asleep and keep playing.
[sighs softly]
[scoffs] She said she did it for my own good.
[sighs]
Like mother, like son.
I'm not like her.
[footsteps approach]
[clears throat]
[clock ticking]
Sorry.
The folks in 207 wanna stay two more nights, but it's reserved.
-They wanna speak to you. -Coming.
I'll drive you home after this.
-I feel bad about you being my driver. -Don't worry about it. I'm happy to do it.
[call alert chiming on laptop]
[sighs]
[chiming stops]
-Allan. -Álex, there's no way to reach you.
-Allan, sorry. -
I couldn't call you.
-My landline isn't working. -
I've had a… complicated few days.
Wells has already given me a figure if you agree to it.
A very nice figure.
One week.
That was the deal.
Álex, what you're composing…
When you send me something… I'll tell you something.
If it's not good, I'll drag you to London myself
until you sign for the damn movie.
Okay.
Take care.
And read the fucking script.
[somber string music playing]
[cell phone locks]
[intriguing music playing]
[ticking of clock blends with ticking of metronome]
-[music intensifies] -[metronome ticking]
[mother, to beat] One, two, three, four.
One, two, three, four. Play!
[playing fast-paced melody]
[metronome ticking]
[mother] Relax your shoulders.
[melody continues]
Softer, softer.
Relax your shoulders.
[mother]
-[Judy] Don't leave the house, Álex. -Álex, come on! Focus on the piece.
-[thunder rumbles] -[mother] Álex. Tempo, tempo!
[thunder rumbling]
[mother] Get ready for the ending, Álex.
Tragic! Tragic!
Tragic!
-Explode! -[plays wrong note]
[metronome continues ticking]
-[off-key note echoes] -[unsettling music playing]
[metronome ticking]
[off-key note echoes]
-[music intensifies] -[gasps]
[metronome ticking]
[crow cawing outside]
[cawing]
-[mother] Don't get distracted, Álex. -[ticking of metronome grows louder]
Come on. Keep playing it.
Keep playing till it sounds perfect.
[unsettling music swells]
[loud banging]
[music cuts out]
[knocking]
[metronome continues ticking]
[knocking]
[door squeaks]
[Leo] Hey. How are you feeling?
[María] Uh, we wanted to know how you were.
-But if it's not a good time… -It's a good time, yeah. [sighs]
-Come in. -Sure.
[birds singing]
-[eerie music playing] -[door squeaks]
[music fades out]
I feel bad for worrying you.
[water dripping]
What did you guys see?
-What exactly did I do? -Don't you remember?
Just to see if our memories match up.
Well… you showed up at our house, shivering.
You looked absolutely panic-stricken. You were screaming all over the place.
And you had a… I don't know, a stick or something. Like a weapon.
You kept saying someone had broken into our home, so I mean,
what did you see exactly, to be in such a state?
You told him I was wounded.
I wanna know what you saw exactly.
[exhales deeply]
[thunder rumbles]
You knocked on my door.
I opened it.
You were soaking wet.
You had no strength.
I picked you up, and then I saw it.
-[María] -Blood.
[indistinct chatter echoes]
-It looked like a gunshot wound. -[María]
[Álex] You wouldn't stop saying, "Leo, Leo," as if…
[María cries]
[Álex] As if he was in danger.
-[María] -[Álex] And then…
I ran off to your house.
[thunder rumbling]
[rain pattering]
I swear I could feel the rain coming down on my skin.
I was soaking wet.
It didn't rain last night.
Especially not fish.
Fish?
And a thousand other random details.
The fence you and I fixed was broken, for example.
Listen, Álex. Have you ever been through something like this before?
I'd rather not think about it too much.
Well, I think this might have a very simple explanation.
Peio and Viviana kept talking
about break-ins in the area the other night.
Maybe that got into your head.
Yeah, maybe.
[exhales]
Thanks.
Thank you for… being good friends.
Should we have dinner?
Well, dinner is something we can't turn down.
Right, María?
Judy and I are going out to clear our minds from all this.
Judy?
Wait a minute, wait a minute.
-A double date? -[María] Leo.
-In public. Wow. -[chuckles]
Now you're actually starting to get me worried.
[woman performing pop song]
[excited chatter]
Listen. In general, dreaming about fish is linked or related to abundance, yeah?
-Hey, enough. Cut it out. -Yeah.
-I agree. Let's change the subject now. -Yeah, drop it.
Yes, please. Come on.
We can't change the subject because in Tremore,
there are three subjects.
You and the lighting, you and the fish, and you.
And you.
Let me finish.
Dreaming about fish is typically associated
with abundance and, more specifically, abundance in finances.
Thanks, Doctor.
[Leo] However, dreaming about dead animals is never a good sign.
[tense music playing]
[Leo] It's commonly associated with something interfering
with your emotional well-being.
[fading] Dreaming about dead fish is a type of warning.
[tense music rising]
[Leo] …finding a solution.
I wasn't dreaming.
And you asked for it. Your beer is mine.
Hey! Cut it out. Hey!
-Fuck. And he said he wasn't drinking. -I'm gonna go pee.
-[pop music continues] -[notification chimes]
PAULA MISSED CALL
[cell phone locks]
Are you okay?
Thanks.
[bright pop music continues]
Are you up for it, maestro?
-What? -You should play something with the band.
-It'd be an honor for them. -Oh! No, no, no, no.
No, no. I'm too sober right now.
[playing "Come On Eileen"]
-You wanna party? -[crowd cheers]
Let's do it!
♪ These people round here
♪ Wear beaten down eyes Sunk in smoke dried faces
♪ Resigned to what their fate is
♪ But not us
♪ No, never
-♪ Not us -♪ No, never
♪ We are far too young and clever
♪ Remember
♪ Toora loora toora loo rye aye
♪ Eileen, I'll hum this tune forever
♪ Come on, Eileen, oh, I swear
♪ At this moment, you mean everything
♪ You in that dress Oh, my thoughts verge on dirty
♪ Oh, come on, Eileen
♪ Come on, Eileen, oh, I swear
♪ At this moment, you mean everything
♪ You in that dress, oh, my thoughts…
♪ Verge on dirty
♪ Oh, come on, Eileen
-[song ends] -[cheering]
[waves crashing]
-[clicks tongue] Stop that. -[chuckles]
Stop that.
Did we sleep here?
And we fucked.
Are you serious?
-No, I'm just messing around. -[Álex sighs]
[Judy chuckles]
[Álex groans]
-[Judy] What's wrong? -Ow, my neck…
-Ow. -[Judy] You left me hanging. It's so cold.
-Did I? -Yes.
[ringtone playing]
[Judy] No. Who's calling you? No.
-Don't answer it. -Wait. It's my dad.
I have to answer.
-[father] -What happened?
Well, Paula called me yesterday.
She couldn't reach you, and well, I called you too, and nothing.
But don't worry, it's all sorted.
What's sorted?
I'll pick the kids up from the airport. They can stay with me while you work.
At least for a few days.
-The kids are coming? When? -What do you mean, "when"? Today.
-Today? -Today. They get here at noon.
Oh, god damn it.
It's Niels. A work thing came up in Greece.
Ten days I'm going with him.
You need to understand that anything to do with the kids,
you need to ask me because I'm their father.
I also have a right to get a break from the kids, Álex.
I have a right to know what's going on with my kids, but I never know.
Álex, I don't have time to argue.
-I can't find his shorts. -I don't wanna argue either.
Tell the kids I'll pick them up from the airport myself, okay?
I will. I think that's a great idea.
And they'll see their grandpa when I decide.
-Sure. Of course. -Perfect. Great.
Fine, then.
[exhales sharply]
[sighs deeply]
[cell phone locks]
[Álex] Paula.
Bea and Bruno are coming from Amsterdam.
-Your kids are coming here? -Yeah.
[quietly] No…
I can't pick them up from the airport. It's my kids. I can't risk it.
Álex, I… I, uh…
-I can drive you, if you want. -No, I mean…
-I don't mind being your driver. -I don't want you to feel forced.
-I don't feel forced. -Listen--
It'll be my pleasure to.
I know that, but do you know what something like that would mean?
That's taking it to another level… a whole lot.
Yeah.
-Another league. -A whole different league.
[both laugh]
-[gentle music playing] -[Judy laughs]
[Álex] What do we tell the kids?
The truth.
That I'm crazy about you? That truth?
[Judy chuckles]
The other truth.
That you're unable to drive and need someone to, uh,
to drive you around, and that's what friends are for.
-Sure, "friends." Of course. -Exactly.
-Yeah, I get it. -[notification chimes]
My dad. He wants me to take the kids over for a little snack.
[Judy chuckles]
What's up?
What?
[gentle music continues]
-[music fades] -You got everything? Yeah? Come on.
-[Bea] Look. -[Bruno] Papa!
What's up? You're both so big! [kisses]
-What's with the purple lock? -This?
-Yeah. -It's the new trend.
What "new trend"?
-The Amsterdam trend, obviously. -Amsterdam?
[kisses] Hey, you brought the ball.
-Of course. It was a gift from you. -Aw. [kisses]
I missed you so much. So much.
-I missed you. -That's enough, Papa. Come on.
-I missed you. -Let's go. Stop making a scene, Papa.
-Let me make a scene, will you? -No, come on. Let's go.
'Kay.
-[Bea] Don't forget anything. -[Álex] How was the flight?
-[Bea] Good. -[Bruno] They put on a
[Álex] Oh, really? The new one? The score wasn't that good, was it?
-It wasn't bad. -Really?
-You've got Internet? -Yeah, why?
If you're texting your mom, tell her you're okay.
I'm not texting her.
-You're not? Who are you texting? -No one.
-[Álex] "No one"? -[Bea] No one. Just drop it.
[Álex] "No one" have a name?
No one.
No one? Watch out, a car!
-You're such an idiot! -[Álex laughs]
I really missed you. That's our car.
-What do you mean, this is your car? -[Álex] Yeah, well, I'll explain it.
This is Judy. She's a friend.
[Judy] Hi. Hi.
-Hi. I'm Bruno. -Nice to meet you, Bruno.
And you must be Bea.
She's a "no one" too, right?
[calming music playing on radio]
What are all those names on the ball?
Whose names are those, huh?
My friends from school.
You made all those friends at the new school already?
No, Papa. My friends from school in London.
-Chris, Sam… the whole class. -[Bea texting on phone]
They signed it before we moved to Amsterdam.
-Mm, right. You told me that. Yeah, yeah. -[notification chimes]
You're looking at your phone so much, you'll go blind. Who are you talking to?
Right now, Mom.
I told her that we got here fine and that you
[quietly] Okay.
What do you wanna do when we get there?
[Judy] Well, I gotta go run some errands anyway, so, um…
-Great. Perfect. -I'll pick you up. Fine by me.
-Okay. -And, uh…
-[Judy] Yeah? -[Álex] Nothing.
[texting on phone]
[gentle music playing]
[gulls calling]
[doorbell rings]
-[grandfather] Grandpa! -[kids] Grandpa!
[grandfather laughs]
You're all grown up now.
[Bruno] I'm hungry.
[grandfather] You're hungry? Oh man, what now?
-There's nothing to eat here. -[Bea]What do you mean?
Except for hot chocolate!
-[Bea] Where? -[Bruno] Look! Hurry.
-Hot chocolate! -[grandfather] Churros.
-[Bruno] You want a churro? -[grandfather] You have to eat them all.
Or I won't give you lentils for dinner.
[Bea] Thanks, Grandpa.
[conversation continues indistinctly]
[grandfather] I didn't buy it. I spent all night making it.
-That churro bag's just… -[kids laugh]
How are you, son?
Good.
-[coffee pot bubbling] -[music fades]
-[grandfather] How's your composition? -Well… [sighs]
There's a lot going on, so complicated.
[pouring coffee]
You know I don't mind helping you with the kids.
Thanks.
There was a lot going on before Paula's little surprise.
Well… things will get better between you two, little by little.
Paula's not the enemy.
[sighs] I know she's not, but… well…
What's the matter, son?
[inhales sharply]
I was struck by lightning, so I've been at the hospital.
You were struck?
Holy shit.
[Álex] It hurts a little, but it's fine.
It struck me in the head.
They said I was lucky. I don't know about that.
Why didn't you tell me about this?
I didn't tell you or Paula or the kids, and I want it stay that way.
[Bea] But now I know.
So that's why you're unable to drive and your girlfriend had to bring us here?
-First of all, Judy's not my girlfriend. -Come on…
She runs a hostel in Tremore. They have Wi-Fi, so I go there to work.
Second, I'm fine. You don't have to worry.
You didn't even notice.
Notice what?
[Bea] Dad's accident.
A lightning strike to his head.
Maybe you have superpowers now. Like X-ray eyes or self-combustion.
No, bud. I don't have any of that.
As a matter of fact, let me tell you guys something.
All three of you.
Nobody says anything to Mom until she's back from Greece. Understood?
Uh, sure.
-Good. -[Bea] Listen, my phone's dead.
And the charger's in the car. Can you call Judy to ask her to bring it?
"Please."
-Please. -Can't you just wait until we leave?
No. I was having an important conversation.
Well, maybe you could put your phone next to your father, charge it a little.
-[kids laugh] -Hey, this is not the time to be funny.
Check my room. Maybe you'll find something.
-Okay. -Can I check out your old toys?
Sure. Whatever you want.
Look, Bea. A mini piano.
-Leave that alone. -[playing simple melody]
Bingo, bingo, bingo!
[eerie music playing]
[grandfather]
The kids don't know about it.
-Good. Don't let them find out. -[gulls calling]
And all these things you're telling me, the migraines, the burns…
The kids are with you now, so get your landline fixed
as soon as you can.
The lightning is the least of my worries.
I heard voices.
[intriguing music building]
I saw things that don't have an explanation.
I think what happened to her is happening to me.
-I don't know. -I know it began much earlier with her.
Álex, I'm sure it has nothing to do with that. Hmm?
You've been struck by lightning, and… whatever happened to you, well…
-It has to be because of the accident. -It began before.
I heard Judy say, before the accident, "Don't leave the house."
She wasn't there.
Do you understand?
I saw things that felt as real as you and me, but no one else saw anything.
Come on, Álex, enough. You're getting carried away.
You have to stop thinking about that.
-You're not crazy. -It's not about being crazy.
It's an illness, Dad. It's called schizophrenia.
Accept it once and for all.
You're not like her.
[gentle piano melody playing in distance]
FOR ESTRELLA
Where did you get that?
Did you compose it?
Who's Estrella?
Well, it's getting late.
You should get going.
[stops playing]
[inhales sharply] Grandpa's right. Go on and get your bags.
[somber music playing]
Welcome home.
So?
What do you think?
[pop music playing on headphones]
This house is like so creepy.
Are you crazy? It's awesome.
Go upstairs. Check out your room.
-[Bea] Which one's my room? -You're sharing a room.
What do you mean, "sharing a room"? You're joking.
Hey, come on. Don't be so annoying.
-Where's my room? -First door on the right.
Which right? Amsterdam's or London's?
What don't you understand when I say "right"?
I don't get why I'll be sleeping in the same room as my brother.
[Álex] Okay.
-[engine idling] -[Álex exhales]
[sighs]
Are you sure you're okay? You were quiet on the way here.
They know about the lightning, but no problem.
I see.
You should get going.
Go. I'm starting to think you wanna stay.
I'm gonna miss you these next few days.
-Go ahead. -I'll miss you too.
[dance music playing from speakers]
[muted] Bea.
[Socks purrs]
Bea!
Hey! Bea!
Please, lower the music.
I can't find the Wi-Fi network.
There's no Wi-Fi. I said turn the music down.
-There's no Internet? -[Bruno] Papa!
There's no Internet, no reception, no landline,
-[Bruno] Papa! -All we've got-- What?
Bruno needs you.
Ever since we moved to Amsterdam, he's got a new hobby.
He's dying to share it with you. Come on. Come here.
Can you lower the volume, please?
[turns down volume]
More.
[volume decreases]
Thanks.
What's up?
I can't.
You can't? You can't what? Poop?
He needs an adult with him. Mom or Niels.
-Otherwise, he doesn't poop. -Really?
[sighs]
Let's see.
How long has this been happening?
-A while. -[Álex] And what do we do?
[Bruno] Nothing. Just stay here with me.
[Álex] Do I have to hold your hand or something?
-Or just hang around, like this? -Yeah.
Well…
Would you mind making the beds?
What's the matter?
What's the matter now?
The blankets are right on top of the bed!
You do it!
[Álex] Hey, take it down a notch, will you? Uh…
[takes a deep breath]
So? Done?
It's gonna be fun to work like this.
[sigh, sniffles]
[exhales deeply]
[gentle piano melody playing]
FOR ESTRELLA
[energetic music playing]
[playing gentle melody]
[piano melody stops]
[keyboard clacking]
[slow, deliberate notes]
[tender music building]
-[music fades] -[birds singing]
[music fades out slowly]
[eerie music playing]
Don't leave the house, Álex.
-[dramatic stinger] -[inhales sharply]
[exhales]
[Bruno] You didn't let me sleep last night.
-[Bea] It wasn't that bad. -[Bruno] You know there's no reception.
Can you just shut up and eat your cereal?
-Really? -Yeah!
-[Bruno] I'm gonna eat all of it, then. -[Álex] Guys.
[Bea] Okay. Just shut up.
What are you doing?
-Exactly what I said. -Hey! What's going on?
-He's a moocher. He ate them all. -Well, let's open another box.
-There's no more cereal. -There is. In the basement.
I'll go get a box. Take it down a notch, huh?
No wonder you poop so often.
Hey!
-[water running] -[tense music playing]
[Álex sighs]
[music fades]
Gimme a kiss.
Okay, so this place I'm taking you right now is incredible.
-I need Wi-Fi. -Okay. We'll get you some Wi-Fi.
Put your seatbelts on. Let's go.
-Don't worry. -Thanks.
Bye.
[birds singing]
[Álex] No landline. Now no water…
This fuckin' storm, man.
[Leo] Oh, fuck. Lead.
Older than I am.
The storm must've blocked a section of the pipe, and it burst…
Well, where I expected it to burst.
Call the real estate agency. Hand me the Teflon.
[Álex] The what?
[Leo] Jesus Christ…
The Teflon, the white tape. It must be there somewhere.
-This one? -That one, yeah. Thanks.
I didn't even know I had white beans.
This is a pigsty. I don't even know what's here.
[sighs deeply] Thanks a lot.
What would I do without you?
Well, I think you'd drink less and work a little bit more.
How is it going?
It's hard for me to concentrate with the kids here.
I wanna spend time with them, but I have to work, so…
-I feel a little bit guilty, actually. -Okay.
Once María's back with the kids, they won't even step out of the car.
They're coming with us. And you come later for dinner.
Done.
What's that?
[unsettling music playing]
What the fuck is this?
Is that a rabbit?
[Leo] No. This skeleton belonged to a cat.
[ominous music swells]
[Leo] Mm.
[music intensifies]
These are all traps.
What the hell are they for? Look.
Animal magazines.
Was the previous tenant a hunter?
A hunter? I don't know. Weird? Absolutely.
Let's go eat something.
-Was he from town? -No, no idea.
I barely spoke to him.
-Shall we have lunch? -Uh-huh.
[Álex] Did anything happen in this house that I should know of?
[woman on phone]
There were never problems with the previous tenant or anyone.
Don't worry.
I'll try to send a plumber this week, but it won't be easy,
The house is in the middle of nowhere. I warned you when you rented it.
[notification chimes]
One moment. Hold on, please.
[Álex] Yeah?
[Paula] You were struck by lightning?
-Are you serious? -Paula…
-Are you okay? -Yeah, absolutely.
And why didn't you tell me about it before I sent the kids to you?
Because you wouldn't have wanted them to stay with me.
Okay, Álex, but…
-What? -[sighs]
Let me speak to them.
They're not here with me.
What do you mean? Who are they with?
Your friend from the airport?
With my neighbors. They're helping me out so I can compose.
-Yeah, sure. -Paula.
[sighs]
Everything's fine.
Don't worry.
I promise.
-Yeah… -Okay?
Now, tell me. Who was the snitch?
[birds singing]
They have a weird color.
Of course. They're natural, from the earth.
Here, smell this.
[sniffs]
I bet you thought tomatoes grew in the supermarket.
-Didn't you? -[Álex] Hey!
-Hey there! -[Bruno] Hey, Papa!
So? What's up?
-[Leo] Not much. -Look, Papa.
We're preparing a salad out of Leo's garden.
-Ah. -Here we are. Working.
Awesome.
If you want a salad…
then work for it.
That one's mine.
I assumed as much.
[gentle music playing on radio]
-[María] How's it going? -Well… I don't know if I'm screwing it up.
No… Because once it's dry, it'll have the same color.
-You sure? -Of course.
Besides, anything goes in art.
[Bea] How many masks are there?
Well, I think there must be around 100 or so.
Really?
[María] You'll be amazed when you see the parade.
-[Álex] Hello. -Oh, man! Look who's here!
What's that?
-A painting. -It's quite impressive.
-Do you like it? -I love it.
Let's see what the big secret was.
Come here. Come on.
-[gasps] Wow! -Yeah?
I love the big eyes and necks that you draw.
Well, so here's what we'll do.
I'll, uh, pack it up, and you can take it to Amsterdam.
Thank you so much.
-Say thank you. -[Bea] Thank you.
Your son just told me in the greenhouse that you haven't told him anything
about the caves here in Tremore.
Well, actually, my dad hasn't told us much
at all about Tremore.
That, my friends, is called a "hint." They found out about the lightning thing.
And then they went ahead and told the entire family. Hmm?
-It was Bruno. -It slipped out.
It slipped out?
[Bea] That's not what I meant.
I was talking about his interest in the hostel.
-Shall we eat? -All right.
-We shall. -Yeah, let's eat.
-Thanks. -[Leo] Well…
Tell your dad to take you to the caves. You're gonna love them.
-Can we go, Papa? -[Leo] Of course you can.
Plus, you'll go crazy about the treasure caves.
There's treasure?
Of course there's treasure. It belongs to the pirates of the north.
Real pirates?
Real pirates, of course. And pirates with real names, like ours.
For example, Íñigo de Artieta.
Hmm? Or Amaro Pargo.
The most famous corsair in the history of Spain.
"Lord of the Noose and Blade," according to Phillip V.
-[laughs] -[Bruno] But what about the treasure?
[Leo] They say it's hidden somewhere around here.
And apparently, it's made up of the loot of the folks that they had…
-[imitates slicing neck] -[laughs] Oh my God. You're so annoying.
Papa, when can we go?
[group laughs]
They're pulling your leg, idiot. Don't you see?
-Bea. Leave your brother, okay? -[Leo] Hey.
Honey, we'll go.
-We'll go there. -On our boat.
You have a boat?
[Leo] Of course we have a boat, kid. Check this out.
"The Daniel."
A 36-footer.
[Bruno] Do you take your grandchildren to the caves on your boat?
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. -[Leo] Holy mother of God.
-Our grandchildren? -[Leo] Come on. Give me that.
First of all, we're not that old.
Second of all, to have grandchildren, first you need to have…
-Crap. -Children.
-[María] Did he say, "Crap"? -I need to crap, actually.
-[group laughs] -[Leo] I like this kid. Love the honesty.
There's a bathroom down here, but the flush isn't working.
You can go upstairs.
Come on. I'll go with you. He needs a chaperone.
New school, new country, his parents getting divorced…
-Well, you know. -[María] Sure, sure.
[imitates rocket blasting off]
[Sultán woofs]
[imitates engines dying down]
This way.
Listen, bud. We need to find a solution for this.
Okay? What if I leave you here for a sec,
with Sultán?
How about that?
-Paper. -Uh…
Let's find toilet paper.
Let's see. Paper…
No toilet paper. I'll go get some.
[indistinct chatter below]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[somber piano music playing]
[echoing] Alicia Blanchard.
[music intensifies]
[crickets chirping]
-[Bea] -[Leo]
[Álex] that half of what you'll hear is a lie.
-No… -Listen, it's not a lie.
-[Leo] Tell them, tell them. -Well, your father rented a small scooter.
He went exploring and exploring, and what happened? He got lost.
That much is true.
[Bruno]
[Leo] Check this out.
"The Daniel." A 36-footer.
[Bruno] to the caves on your boat?
-[Álex] -[Leo]
Here, give me that Come on. Give me that, kid.
To have grandchildren, first, you need to have
children.
[crickets chirping]
[unsettling music continues]
[knocking on door]
[knocking]
[music fades slowly]
[knocking continues]
[inhales sharply]
[music stops]
I'll be gone in the morning. Before the kids wake up.
[Judy panting]
-[Judy moans softly] -Shh. Shh.
We can't make any noise.
-[Judy] Have you been applying ointment? -Yeah, why?
[Judy] Because they look worse.
Huh.
[eerie music playing]
Maybe I didn't use as much as I should've.
Hey.
What?
What do you think of Leo and María?
-[Judy] What do you mean? -Hmm.
-Did something happen? -[Álex] No, no, no. It's just…
I found a hidden painting in a room today.
It was María breastfeeding a baby.
And I could swear that it's a self portrait
because it's clearly María's style.
-They don't have any kids, though. -Yeah. That's what's weird.
[Judy] How was your day? Did you compose anything?
-It was a disaster. -Really?
[Álex] Mm-hmm.
[exhales]
But what about that painting?
-Tell me. -What?
I don't think it's that weird, Álex.
Maybe María painted a projection of her desire.
Yeah, but it was the same style of signature, but a different name.
-What name? -Alicia Blanchard, it was.
A pseudonym?
Well…
[gentle music playing]
[Judy panting]
[murmuring in French]
[ominous music rising]
[grunts softly]
[softly] Please help me.
-[eerie music playing] -[quietly] Help.
[light switch clicks]
[crickets chirping]
[somber music continues]
ALICIA BLANCHARD PAINTER
ALICIA BLANCHARD + SELF-PORTRAIT + SEA
MISSING AFTER SAILBOAT SINKS
[Álex] "Married couple residing in Brazil missing after their sailboat shipwrecked."
"Alicia Blanchard and her husband,
Álvaro Requena, were out sailing on the Fury."
[police sirens wailing]
[suspenseful music playing]
[music intensifies]
[panting]
[sirens continue wailing]
[thunder rumbles]
[suspenseful music swells]
[panting]
What happened? What happened?
-[woman] We know why? -[man] What?
-[woman] Do we know the motive? -[man] We don't.
But let's talk about what happened.
-So tell me. How many victims? -Two.
Two? The owners of the house?
That's what it looks like.
Yeah… What the fuck is wrong with this damn town lately?
You can't even sleep in peace anymore. Come on, let's go inside.
[woman] Okay.
-[unsettling music playing] -[overlapping conversations]
[officer] Look over here.
[ominous music building]
[camera shutters click]
[examiner 1] There's no exit wound.
She wasn't killed here.
She must've died of a hemorrhage, but she didn't bleed out in this room.
She was dragged here.
[metronome ticking]
From the living room, probably.
-[thunder rumbles] -[María] Leo.
-Leo. -[sighs]
[examiner 1] A wedding ring.
"María and Leo, May 12, 2007."
[examiner 1] They were merciless with him.
[examiner 2] Revenge?
Seems like it.
[music intensifies]
-[camera shutter clicks] -[music ends abruptly]
[breathing shakily]
[faint, ominous music rises]
[Sultán barking]
[María] Sultán.
-[María] Come on. Get away. -[Leo] Sultán
[María] Hey, come here.
[Leo] Sultán, get away from there.
Come on. Calm down, boy. There's no one in there.
[María] Seriously, you and this dog will be the end of me.
-Where are you going? -[Leo] I need to pee.
[tense music rises]
-[Álex gasps] -[music dies down]
[urinating]
[stops urinating]
[water running]
[faucet closes]
[Sultán barking]
[María] You're such a pain, Sultán. I don't know what's wrong with him today.
[Leo] What do you think? Come on.
[María] I don't know what to do with him.
We need to make him sleep outside. That's what bought a kennel for.
[Leo] Yeah, I know. Let's go back to sleep.
It's two in the morning.
-[María] Good night. -Good night.
[men shouting indistinctly]
[gasps]
[ominous music playing]
[Sultán barking]
[María] Sultán.
[barking in distance]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Sultán continues barking]
[Leo sighs]
[Álex panting]
Leo! Everything okay?
-[Sultán whining] -Yup, everything's fine.
I'm fine, sweetie.
[breathing shakily]
[takes a deep breath]
[Sultán barking]
[barking dies down]
[Leo sighs]
[exhales deeply]
[lighter clicks]
[lighter clatters]
[Judy] Álex?
Did you leave?
Where have you been?
[Álex exhales shakily]
[softly] Álex.
[Álex] At Leo and María's.
[somber music playing]
It felt so real.
There were police officers, forensics…
Leo and María were dead.
Álex, you need to rest.
And you can tell that to the doctor tomorrow.
This has nothing to do with the lightning.
Or with the pills. That's not what this is.
What do you mean?
Álex…
I lied.
I lied to the doctor.
Lied about what?
[takes a deep breath]
Álex…
I need to get some fresh air. I'm sorry.
Álex. Álex.
Álex.
Wait.
Don't leave the house, Álex.
[dark, menacing music swells]
What did you say?
Don't leave.
Stay with me. It's two in the morning.
[thunder rumbles]
-[wind whistling] -[flames roar]
-[shutters clatter] -[door squeaks]
It's happening.
What?
I've lived this already.
[cawing]
I knew the bird would fly in through the window
because I'd seen it before.
Just like my mother.
She said she could see what was gonna happen.
I think what happened to my mother is happening to me.
[train horn blares]
[model train horn whistles]
[music ends abruptly]
[eerie piano music playing]
[intriguing instrumental music playing]
[music ends]