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PREVIOUSLY...

I am Ricardo Montero and I'll be your captain

on the Polar Star training ship over the next two months.

The particle accelerator will start at 9 a.m. in Geneva.

I don't like you.

Philippe?

Polar Star training ship speaking.

There's a growing storm coming in our direction.

-Do you copy? -Where is my mommy?

Don't teach me how to raise my daughter

while your son is locked in the hold.

-I came to meet my father. -Approaching the storm is suicidal.

Each one of those red dots is a ship sending an SOS.

Turn the ship! If we go, we all die!

Not the Harbor Master, nor the Life Guard Unit...

It's as if everyone had disappeared.

When you are away from home,

what you miss the most in the world is your bed.

Well, for my sister Ainhoa, it's the bathroom.

She says she can only do her things comfortably at home.

But, after that, it's the bed.

My mother used to say there's no place like home to sleep.

Because you have your toys, the sheets smell of the softener you use at home,

and the noises of the street don't wake you up.

-Hey, and how does she look, dude? -Here.

-She's beautiful! -There, you don't fear going out at night

to the kitchen to drink water.

Yes.

And you also miss lying on the carpet

and turning on the TV very low,

so that Mommy doesn't wake up and send you to bed.

This is the Polar Star training ship sending an SOS.

This is the Polar Star training ship sending an SOS.

This is the Polar Star training ship sending an SOS.

Anybody there? I can't believe nobody's listening to this.

This is the Polar Star training ship sending an SOS.

Well, you miss everything about home.

There is no better place in the world.

That's why, when we play tag during the recess,

you need to say "home" in order not to get caught.

It took me half an hour to convince him of putting the ship into irons here.

-What excuse did you make up? -Not to speak about the project,

that we had to run biological tests in the area.

He's actually quite kind.

-Intimate. -How intimate?

He saw the plush panties you gave me.

He's actually quite kind. In fact--

...to fix broken connections...

Sealing the security compartment to fix the connections that broke in the run through.

A mistake in the run through, and they went on.

I'm coming.

We have an unfinished conversation. Don't you think?

Come in.

In your resume you say you are a doctor in medicine and biology,

but you didn't say a thing about traveling with this in your hand luggage.

-I'm so sorry about what happened. -You pointed a gun at me.

I could lock you up in a cabin until I hand you over to Harbor Master.

You knew that wasn't a normal storm.

And that we wouldn't sink if we stayed in the marked coordinates.

I believe you owe me an explanation. Don't you think?

THROWING THE FISHING ROD

Bubble.

Bubble.

Dear.

Leave the TV, we need to prepare breakfast.

There's no reception in the open sea.

Yes, but I've got an antenna and I always tune something.

Sometimes they speak Chinese, English, or other strange languages.

But since the storm,

nothing. The Internet is not working either.

I have nine friends on Facebook and they are not there.

Well, let's go prepare breakfast.

Also, what do you want to watch TV in Chinese for? For no reason. Come on.

Xièxie míng tiān jiàn .

That's how they say goodbye on the Chinese news.

- ...tiān jiàn. - Tiān jiàn ... Don't get me angry.

Come on, Bubble, to serve breakfast. Quick!

Julia, I don't want secrets or mysterious cargo on my ship.

What's inside those boxes? A cargo of Kalashnikov rifles?

No, of course not. I'll explain everything to you, but I need time.

I want to be sure.

Ricardo.

This doesn't look good at all.

The storm destroyed the ship's electronics and we have no satellite coverage.

And we fixed two waterways in the engine room with a broom stick.

Put the ship into irons and keep trying to reach the Command Headquarters.

-What? -Nothing, nothing.

Where are we?

I've been all night charting routes with the astrolabe and the compass,

and according to my calculations, we should be in front of Lanzarote

and I can't see land anywhere out there.

Hello.

Let me see that.

You must have done something wrong. Here.

Everybody here has done something wrong.

We probably got hit by trade winds that changed our course and we tacked.

Chart the route properly again. What the fuck are you doing?

-Smelling me like a dog in heat. -I'm smelling you. Of course I am.

Because I spent the night looking for land and you, flirting with the Doctor.

I saw you cuddling during the storm, and now you come out of her cabin.

-Ricardo, you're not 15. -Well...

-And this is not a school trip. -We just discussed professional issues.

-Is it clear? -Clear.

Valeria, baby, it's Daddy. What are you doing?

-Valeria? -Yes, I'm coming. Hold on.

Is there something wrong? Valeria. Why did you lock up the door?

-I was getting dressed. -You start early feeling embarrassed.

What's this?

You made the bed, sweetie? You did? Well, that's so nice. But we're doing laundry today,

so we're going to have to take the sheets away. Come on, help me.

No, there's no need, Daddy. They're not dirty.

She's got a strong character for a five-year-old.

She'll end up giving orders to the deckhand. Just take the sheets.

You're right, sweetie. If they're not dirty, we won't clean them.

That way, we'll pour less soap in the sea. Okay? Come one, go have breakfast.

Well.

What am I supposed to do now?

Just change the bottom sheet.

We should've seen the coast two hours ago, and you go from sheet to sheet.

What are we up to, Ricardo?

Good morning, Polar Star!

Everybody up!

-Make way! -Today's schedule.

Breakfast at 8 a.m.

At 7 a.m. in the Canary Islands,

but well, since we are halfway to Las Palmas,

we are going to use the insular time, 7 a.m.

Breakfast at 7 a.m.

TWO HOURS FOR PERSONAL AFFAIRS

-Come on, Father, it's our turn. - Arrival in Las Palmas to fix the ship.

At 18.30.

And you have two hours for personal affairs.

Come on! Everybody up!

Come on!

-Come on, guys! -Come on!

Hey, berk!

-It's so nice. -Go, Father!

Go, Father!

-What was that? -What? Wasn't that you?

Stop.

Hey, to be the Captain's daughter, you're not that great at making knots.

-Do you know what I am very good at? -Please.

At detecting morons within a 200-mile radius.

Hold on.

To have such a wide radar,

don't you think you're getting quite close?

Can you give her back her bikini?

Or you want to try it on?

Another day.

Here.

It's warm, isn't it?

It's so nice!

-Don't touch me with your foot! -I'm not touching you!

-And the teaspoons? -I can't reach them.

Because the Earth shook like a rattle and altered its magnetic field.

That's why the cutlery bolted towards the sky. Don't you remember?

Because actually, the storm happened in the center of the Earth.

But what the hell is going on here?

Don't hold it against him. I guess I also found it funny at his age.

Ainhoa, right?

-The biology teacher? -No. I wish.

I'm not graduated and I am not a biologist.

In Colombia, with seven siblings, living in Barranquilla, there's no way to study.

Gamboa, physical education and survival teacher.

-Nice to meet you. -Likewise.

Guys, did you feel that?

-It's disgusting. -Piti, it's not funny, dude.

-Is it always me? I swear it wasn't me. -Come on, Piti.

Fuck, I'm also feeling something.

-What's that? -It's... But what the fuck is this, man?

-Vilma! -Vilma!

-Vilma! -The ship!

Get out of the water, quick! Quick, come on!

Get out, come on. Come on!

Get out of my way! This one won't touch anymore.

Give me your hand.

What happened? Let's go to the nursery.

-We need to pee on the sting. -No!

I saw it in a movie, the pee is ammonia...

I will chop it off, Piti.

That's it. You are the clown. The fool with the chewing gum.

You'll tell your next joke in the big top.

The fool with the chewing gum

is the same on the first day, on the second day,

on the third day,

and the rest of the days too.

Get out, please!

-Make way, please! -Go left!

You.

If you think you came to this ship to take off thongs and bras, you're wrong.

What? Are you the bully?

-For sure. -When you grow up without a father figure,

it's easy to go off the track, you know?

-But well, now that I found you... -You found nothing, idiot.

If you do it again...

My family are this ship and the Captain. Understood?

-This kid... -Hey, one thing.

I hope you like cats,

playing cards, feeding the pigeons...

Because in a few years, I see you wearing a tracksuit and looking at works.

People like you...

end up alone.

Dad.

You're the one who's going to be alone.

But cleaning frozen fish. And I don't want to see you on deck.

Let's see if you're as good at working as you are at untying bras.

Take that earring off.

Is it advice as a father or an order as a First Mate?

An order. Well, I don't want to.

Lay her down. What happened?

Something stung me in the water.

It was jelly-like like a jellyfish.

Yes, it was an atomic jellyfish.

Did you see how fast it moved? It was a shark or something.

-Don't move. Stay still. -A blowfish.

OK.

OK, you've got something inside.

It could be a quill.

A quill that some fish shed to defend themselves.

The swelling and the puncture...

-There's poison. Did you suck her wound? -No.

No, no. No, no!

-No, no! -Spit out, Father.

No, no!

Let me see, I'll inject her with something for the poison.

-It's 100 mg of hydrocortisone. -No way, Doctor. You aren't injecting me.

He can suck out until he takes my brains out, but no cortisone.

Doctor, check this one's pulse, he's not stinging you anymore.

-Tonight, bulging-eyes barbecue. -But what is this?

Don't touch it! Leave it there and step away.

Go out! Step away! Come on, everybody to class.

Everybody to class! Come on! Out!

Out. Palomares, out.

Come on, please. Out.

As you were. Good morning.

-You're here. -Dad, please.

Okay.

-How's everything? -Good.

-With your schoolmates? Do you fit in? -Yes, everything's great.

They are great and I don't get seasick anymore.

I'm glad to hear that.

But if I find out who took your bikini, I'll skewer him on the mainmast.

And not as a father, but as a captain.

Well. See you now. Bye.

Daughter.

Well, does your sister still wet her bed?

Mom took her diapers out when she was two

and she hasn't wet it since. Why?

Until today.

-Did you see it or did she tell you? -She didn't. It was the other way round.

She made the bed and covered it so I didn't see it.

-Poor thing, she must be so embarrassed. -Yes, what do I do?

-Okay. -Do I talk to her?

Do I forbid her water at night? Do I put a plastic on her bed, a sanitary napkin? Sweetie, you're mom used to take care of these things.

Dad.

Relax, okay?

You're doing it all right.

And Valeria is very happy here.

She's a five-year-old and five-year-olds wet their beds.

It's okay.

Don't do anything, change her sheets and...

-And act normal. -Normal, how?

If you give importance to it, she'll think it's a problem.

So, absolute normality.

Normality. Normality.

Come here.

Hey, look!

There's the pirate flag!

Very good.

I take your bikini and you take the garbage out. We're even.

Right, snitch?

-Snitch. -Yes.

Who do you think you are?

You tear off my bikini, and I have to laugh

and cover you. Or how does this work? -No, we know you don't like covering.

But your dad won't like you being topless on the ship.

Your dad won't like either that you leave the garbage all around the corridor.

You're so right.

Because I can leave it on your head.

Hey, if you can't get rid of the smell,

you tell your mom and let her spank you as she should have when you were little.

Oh, my God.

Where are you going?

I asked where you are going!

Look at me! Where are you going?

Idiot!

Don't even mention my mother, okay?

You can tell me whatever you want, but don't say a word about my mother.

Snitch.

We fucked up.

Do you know anything else about Vilma?

She's still in the nursery, but the doctor says she's out of danger. She's stable.

Do you know what that thing was?

No.

Damn, you startled me! Close the door. Come here.

-What are you doing, man? -I'm taking that Action Man down a peg.

You'll see, he won't want to humiliate me anymore.

I am going to do the Siamese prank.

-Don't tell me to turn the other cheek. -I won't say a word. Don't think we didn't do these kind of things in the seminary.

We may create a bad atmosphere for the rest of the course. It's not good.

Look, this guy is cocky. If you don't stop him on day one, he'll keep humiliating you every day of this damn course.

-Hold on. -He's coming!

He's coming!

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Well, my name is Ernesto Gamboa,

and with me, you'll get to know what's around you.

This is, what to do,

how to survive if things get ugly.

Fuck.

Polar Star training ship calling the Command Headquarters.

We're navigating without GPS.

I need the exact location of the ship in navigation control. Over.

-Polar Star training ship calling... -There's no radio, no TV, no Internet.

-You can't find the Islands. What's up? -I don't know, what's up? You tell me.

Now the cook knows about navigation?

-Do you want to be in charge? -No, I don't.

But I'll tell you what the cook knows about.

About treating people nicely.

Unlike you.

You treat your son like shit.

And do you know why? Because you may need to hate him not to hate yourself.

In the 20 years we've been together, I've never told you anything. But you need to be a son of a bitch to go away,

leave the underpants and the dinner on the table and a son inside.

Until today, of course.

You have no idea why I left that house.

Salomé, you have no fucking idea.

Well, it looks like what stung me wasn't a hake, right?

Julia, what can that poison do to me?

The wound is much better, the antihistamine worked.

I'm examining you with the scanner to see if there's vascular damage.

This has no risk.

Okay.

-Try not to move, okay? -Okay.

Don't move, please.

Help! Anybody there?

Hello?

No.

Can I?

It's done, Bubble. You can turn around now.

You won't die because of what stung you, okay?

It's a baby abyssal careproctus.

A fish that lives below 5000 meters of depth.

A baby that lives 5000 meters under water?

-God, if this is a baby, how's its mom? -Big.

Big. It must be big, if the baby's quill is six centimeters long,

the mother's must be twenty. And...

And if it's twenty, the mother is 12 meters long. Like this.

-Twelve meters? -More or less.

Julia, but that's impossible.

Sometimes, impossible things can happen. Sometimes, impossible things can happen.

Did you hear that?

It's on the hull area.

Help!

Anybody there? Hello?

Anybody there?

Do you want some sirloin? It's so tasty.

Seriously, girl, cheer up. We'll get to Tenerife any minute now.

When they stop the engine, they'll get us out of here, okay? Seriously, calm down.

We're at minus 20 degrees. We'll put up with it half an hour at the most.

Right. But we've got a bit of antifreeze.

Alcohol takes away the cold, right? And makes life happier, which you need.

Alcohol is a vasodilator.

It'll make you lose heat faster and it'll cause your tissues to shrink.

And, that way, your heart rate will stop little by little.

Why don't you stop boring me with the 1000 ways of dying in a freezer?

Please. Sorry.

Are you cold?

-No. -No?

Your T-shirt doesn't say the same.

My goodness.

-You're an idiot. -Am I?

And if you keep jumping, all you'll do is lose calories faster.

Are you going to give me survival lessons?

The only clothes you're wearing are wet.

Take it off.

Your clothes are wet and you're going to freeze.

Put this on.

I won't look. I'll turn around.

Put this on.

Here.

-Can you give it to me, please? -Yes, here you are.

Do you want to make a bulging-eyes bouillabaisse soup?

-Bubble, what's that? -It's a fish.

A fish that lives at at least 5000 meters of depth.

-What is it doing here? -It couldn't live, the water burned it.

Why did it burn it?

Because people haven't realized,

because they don't know, but the sea is 6 degrees warmer.

Why so?

For the same reason as with the cutlery, because the Earth shook

and lava came out of the seabed.

There must have come out a lot of lava to warm up the whole ocean.

Well, I'll leave it here.

-De la Cuadra. -We can't be at Timanfaya National Park.

-De la Cuadra. -What?

What? My daughter is in the cabin all embarrassed

because you fucking hung her sheets from the boom with the pee stains and all.

Leaving them on the bed makes it hard to take the smell away.

They can stay there until they grow moss.

Ainhoa tells me I have to normalize things and you humiliate her.

Give her donkey ears and walk her around the deck for everyone to laugh!

Damn, she's five years old.

I'm sorry. I don't know, I did it without thinking.

Ricardo, don't worry. I'll also normalize things the next time I see her.

We're a family. I'm her uncle.

I have to learn how to treat a five year old.

You can't learn. You find your son after 20 years and you lock him up.

You're sick, Julián. Sick!

Are you sick, uncle Julián? What's wrong with you?

No, nothing, sweetie. He's not sick. Uncle Julián is not sick.

Your dad got mad at me.

Because I wet my bed again.

Did you wet yourself?

Yes, sweetie. Do you know what?

It seems that with the sound of the waves my tap opens, and there you go! I wet myself every night. Like an old donkey.

I don't even have any pajamas left.

In box number 23, you'll find the whole action protocol

in the event of an accident.

You're starting the action protocol in the event of a catastrophe.

Indeed, it is possible that an accident in the launch of the particle accelerator

has led to consequences of incalculable proportions.

The most reliable hypothesis is that a black hole has been generated,

and it has absorbed around 500 cubic kilometers of geological mass.

If this is the case,

the Earth is positively different now.

You know the first step of the protocol is evaluating the situation. In this box, number 23, you'll find a satellite image receiver.

The Hispasat 14 will transmit every hour.

You will be able to verify to what extent the planet has been devastated.

And the good thing about all this

is that you and I won't fight anymore about living in Valencia or in Geneva. I guess you won't get to see these images, but, just in case, I want you to know

that I love you.

And that I'll always love you.

As if it was the first day...

at the university.

If the decompression is not done properly,

nitrogen bubbles can increase up to four times their size in the blood,

leaving the diver unconscious.

What do we do in that case?

-Estela? -Take him to a hyperbaric chamber?

That's very good,

but I remind you that, sometimes, the hyperbaric chamber is miles away

and you are floating with a body.

So, the first thing we must do is draw the diver to the launch.

You always need to grab the injured person from behind,

leaning him against our chest.

What are you doing here? What did you hear?

No, nothing. I knew that already.

What did you know?

One must be very stupid not to realize that the planet is half devastated.

Chinese TV is not working, and Chinese TV always works.

Do you know what?

I need an assistant on the ship.

Okay.

His back will be well against our body,

so that we're able to enclose his rib cage in our arm

and free the respiratory airways that way. Very important.

And, this way, we're drawing the diver to the launch

swimming backwards, obviously.

-Any questions? -Excuse me, Mr. Gamboa.

Let's say the injured person is a big-breasted woman,

where do we hold her rib cage from? From the top, from the bottom...?

No, I'm serious.

You know? I wondered the same thing,

but survival handbooks don't pay attention to silicone.

Well, let's continue with the lesson then.

We can continue with the lesson.

Well, there are two kinds of cardiac massage.

Well, I'm sorry, the lesson is over. Thank you.

You can all go out. Except for you.

You may be interested in doing a little job for me.

What do you think?

What can I tell you, sir?

Work dignifies man.

The sheets are already worn-out because of all the pee.

-I'm tying them to the boom right away. -Listen.

What the hell are you doing?

Normalizing things, damn it.

And accepting that my mattress is so wet it looks like a rice field.

Uncle Julián spends the nights flooded, all wet...

I'm coming.

Captain.

I urgently need to talk to you alone. Can I see you at your cabin?

All right.

Valeria, sweetie, why don't you ask Julián and Bubble to take you to the deck? -Learn how to make knots, OK? Come on. -See you later, beautiful.

Uncle Julián,

it's normal to wet your bed, but only sometimes.

Don't worry, First Mate, I'll get you a chamber pot.

Go, Bubble.

But can't you use your brain?

Now my daughter sees as normal wetting the sheets until you're 40.

-Is that normalizing things for you? -The girl's left happy.

Don't worry. Easy, we're bringing her up properly.

-You're not, you're not her mom. -Is the Doctor her mom?

Ricardo, she wets herself

because you leave her alone at night to go rub against that one.

You both talk in whispers while your daughter is in front of you.

And what's worse, your disrespecting Marisa's memory.

Do you want to place your hands under the hoodie?

We can keep heat together that way.

Just...

Just like that? No cinema, no date...

You're a jerk.

We're freezing.

-Or are you embarrassed? -No.

Come on then. Done.

Okay.

Right.

-You're shaking. -What? How could I be shaking?

I can stand the cold very well. I've experienced so much cold out there.

Maybe you should hug me too to keep the heat as much as possible, right?

Sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry.

You might wonder why I only punish you, and not your two buffoons,

the little priest and the one with the limp.

I don't know. To be alone with me?

-Are you friends with Boston's archbishop? -No.

Because the pack follows the dominant hyena

and if you finish with it, the rest disappear.

That's right. I saw it in a documentary. That's right, yes.

I couldn't finish the lesson because of you. Want to hear the end?

Yes, yes, please.

The...

apnea or free diving is the voluntary suspension in the water.

When it lacks oxygen, the body reacts with a diaphragm compression,

because there is an increase of CO2 in the blood.

What many people don't know is that there is enough oxygen left in our body

to continue a little longer.

-What's up? -You're touching my boob, Ulises.

-I'm not, girl. -You are.

-I'm not. -You are.

-I'm trying to put my hand in the armpit. -Sure.

It keeps the heat very well. Didn't you know?

Correct the course 30 degrees, sailor, because you're taking the wrong way.

And besides, you're not my type.

-I think you're too cold. -Am I?

You're not my type either.

-No? -No.

And who do you like?

Someone on the ship?

The handsome guy in the bath robe?

-No way. Don't fuck with me. -Why not?

After the contraction, there's a feeling of heat.

Don't pay attention to it, you can put up with it.

How can you like a guy that waits crouching to put you a bath robe on?

I saw it.

I think he's so sexy.

And besides, he's the survival teacher.

And I'm sure if I were locked up with him, he would have taken me out a while ago.

I know how to get out.

Take your clothes off.

-What? -Take your clothes off. You won't stop until you see me naked.

-Do you want me to take it off myself? -You won't.

You need to know yourself,

know the environment you're moving in.

You're wrong about me, kid.

Because in this ocean, I am the big fish.

Hey, Gamboa. How are you?

Hey. Good, you?

- What's up? - What's up? I have company.

What's wrong with you?

With me? Nothing. With you nothing?

I've seen you take antacids at the wrong time for 15 years,

and you only do it when you're in distress.

I will make it for you. What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

De la Cuadra. Instead of finding the course, he gets me all worked up.

-He's complaining about the Doctor? -Yes, that's right.

He says that I whisper to her, that I sleep in her cabin,

that I flirt with her...

Do you know what's wrong with him?

He's jealous.

-About what? -About what? He's jealous.

Marisa, your wife back home. Julián, your wife on the ship.

-She appears and there's suddenly harmony. -Harmony?

I don't care about the Doctor.

I don't want to restart my life or anything. End of story.

Is this Ricardo or the Captain telling me this?

Ricardo.

Well, first of all.

You know Marisa was like a sister to me.

And she's not here anymore, you are.

If you decide to start all over I don't think you're betraying her.

And second of all, Julián is all alone, like an abandoned dog,

and he only has you.

He would take the ship to the reef just to get your attention.

Take it. I made it with love.

Why can't I tell them about the giant fish?

Well...

You can't tell them because...

Because it's our secret.

I get it.

Why do we have secrets?

Because there are things that...

That the others shouldn't know because...

-it can hurt them. Do you understand? -I do.

Where's the antacid?

The antacid... It's in front of your eyes.

-What's up? -Hey.

What a situation.

What a situation for everyone. Well, I'll leave you two to your stuff.

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-Look... -Ricardo...

-Tell me. -No, you go first.

No, you tell me. What?

I may...

have become a little blinded about the Doctor. No, not at all. You haven't become blinded at all.

In fact, you opened my eyes.

-Did I? -Yes.

The first thing I did was talking to her and...

I made things clear.

Well...

And how did she take it? CONNECTION ERROR

She was a bit disappointed.

Well, so she cried like crazy.

She'll get over it.

-Do you want to go see how she...? -No, no.

-I rather think about other things. -Okay.

Why don't we go fishing as always?

Come on.

-Yes? -Shall we?

-Hey. Don't you eat dinner? -Stop it with the dinner, Father.

Gamboa tried to drown him in a washbowl. He's barely alive.

You have a grudge against that teacher and you want us to have it too.

What grudge?

I swear to God,

he would hold my head and won't let me breathe.

-That guy's crazy, really. -Keep calm.

We will report what happened.

We'll go to the Captain or even to court if necessary.

But if he put your head in a bucket, I swear we'll have him kicked out. How are we gonna have him kicked out? It's his word against mine.

A teacher's word against the idiot with the chewing gum's.

-Do you think they'll believe me? -What about talking to him?

It may have been a misunderstanding. They wouldn't hire a paranoid teacher.

-Go to his cabin, ask for an explanation. -What explanation? Huh?

We have to make that lunatic fucking confess.

What are the chances of this turning out well?

The ship is made out of wood.

And the regulations state there has to be a smoke detector every 5 meters.

And there's one here.

The only chance we have is making the bridge's alarm go off,

because there's always someone there, okay?

And what if they don't hear us? What if it doesn't work?

Well, if they don't hear us, instead of dying frozen,

we'll die suffocated, since there's no ventilation grille here.

We can try.

Come on.

My fingers are frozen.

It slips.

I... I can't. I can't.

-I can't. -Okay.

Okay. Calm down. Give me that.

Give me your hands, give them to me.

-Better? -I'm freezing.

I think I feel it already.

Okay.

I thought it was impossible to make fire in a freezer.

Sometimes impossible things happen.

If it goes wrong, at least we'll have spent a good evening, right?

Yes.

But I'm so cold.

-I'm so cold. -Come here.

I don't see any lights. If there are no lights, there's no coast.

Correct 15 degrees.

Set course towards the Polar Star.

Let them lower the sails. We're slowing down.

Bridge copied.

-How are you? -Fine.

It's not that swollen and it doesn't hurt that much anymore.

I'm glad to hear that. If you need anything...

-Do you know where the Captain is? -No.

Julia.

Aren't you going to ask me about anything?

Aren't you going to tell me it's crazy to get on board being pregnant?

I...

Yes, I'm going to tell you something.

I don't know if you know it, or how sure you are about being a mother at your age,

but this kid is much more important than you think.

This kid is the most...

The most important in the world.

And you have to take care of it.

No, we won't fit in there.

There's no room.

-But... -Why does this guy have three passports?

Mexico...

Mexico, Cuba, and Hungary.

I don't know. He might travel a lot.

But he's got three different identities.

-There's no signal. -That's impossible, Bubble.

-Satellite is still up there. -It is.

But the antennas down here are not there. And if the antennas are not there,

there's no signal. I see.

And why aren't the antennas there, Bubble?

You know why, right?

Bubble, look at me.

Won't you tell Salomé?

No.

Because it's a secret.

Ms. Wilson said if people find out there was...

an accident and that all land had disappeared, that would hurt them.

Do you know what a particle accelerator is?

Are you sad now?

No.

I'm not sad.

I'm happy...

that you and I are alive.

We've always been floating on this ship.

It's our home.

Come with Salomé.

Fuck! This guy may be a killer, a psychopath, a drug dealer,

and we are rummaging in his bag.

Good night.

-Come on, come on. In the wardrobe. -But why me?

Because I'm a rabble and you're a priest.

Can you tell me what you're doing here?

I came to...

...to ask for an apology.

Come on in.

-Captain. -What's wrong?

There's been a catastrophe.

Wait for me here.

I'll be right back.

-Where did the alarm go off? -In the engine deck.

I'm coming!

I don't have my phone. Give me yours.

Ricardo, are you coming up?

I've seen an awesome tuna.

-Is there anybody here? -Dad!

Dad! Dad!

Stay calm, sweetie. Stay calm.

Get in there and put out that fire now!

Carlos, bring some towels.

Sweetie... Sweetie, are you okay?

Are you okay, sweetie?

It's over. You're freezing.

It was my fault. We got in and I forgot to place the doorstop.

I accept responsibility for the bigger charges, Captain.

-It was my fault. -I'm sure it was.

Honey...

What are you doing here?

Come on,

go up to Salomé, she'll make you a soup.

Take care.

Don't worry, Captain. Stay calm, nothing happened.

Besides, the things between your daughter and I are still a bit cold.

Stay away from my daughter.

I heard it over the walkie-talkie. What happened?

Nothing, a small fire. It's all solved. Don't worry.

Didn't you bring your rod?

No.

Look, Julián.

I've put the inevitable off for months, but...

What?

You were right about ship and family not going well together.

So...

I'm leaving the ship.

The video camera. Come on, turn it on.

I know we all make mistakes, huh?

That's why I'm giving you the chance to make a formal apology

before the facts become known. Are you threatening me, kid?

What is it going to become known exactly?

That we stayed after class to go over the lesson?

-Come on. -Wait.

Done.

Okay.

Or that you skinned a teacher alive?

What's going to become known is that you sneaked into my cabin.

Memory is full.

We have to delete things.

I see you nervous, boy.

You may need some more water. Don't you want some?

Come on.

Don't fuck with me, Ricardo.

Have a scotch, an aspirin, go to sleep,

-and stop speaking nonsense. -No, you're a sailor, but I'm a father,

Julián, and I'm selfish for bringing my daughters here.

I want to wait awake for Ainhoa to come back from the disco

and see the tooth fairy when she comes for Valeria's teeth.

There can also be a tooth fairy here. You rushed too much.

-You're there, that's all... -No, Julián, it's...

Today it's the pee accident, but tomorrow it will be the period,

and the day after, the first lipstick, and Ainhoa's first boyfriend.

This is not their place, Julián.

Will you do me the favor of conducting the Polar Star for 20 more years?

Don't fuck with me, man...

And if I get off with you?

You have your son here.

Yeah, no.

Do we have to delete my mom's pictures?

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

The Captain may be interested to know you have three passports.

Don't delete that.

I see you didn't tell your friends who's the big fish in this ocean.

Dude, you're a crazy psychopath

and shouldn't teach. We'll report you.

No, nobody's reporting anything here.

I'm giving you two options.

One: you get off in Tenerife and you disappear.

Two: if you have the guts to stay here, stay alert,

because tonight,

tomorrow, or any other night,

three idiots fall into the water without a buoy and nobody finds them.

And three:

It's you who'll get off the ship and disappear.

Once we get to the harbor, your trip's over, Gamboa.

I will report you the relevant harbor authorities myself.

Captain, please, I'm waiting for you.

It's very important. We need to talk.

So, if there's no land left, there's no Facebook.

And if there's no Facebook...

-I won't have any friends. -You have friends already.

You have the Captain,

you have me,

you have all the new guys.

And I think we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other.

But there's something we can do.

We can invent a new Facebook.

There's nothing now, so we can invent whatever we want.

What do you think?

I want to invent the Internet!

And Coca-Cola. I want to invent Coca-Cola!

Captain, you're bleeding.

Yes, it's nothing serious. Just a spot I scratched. Listen carefully.

-Captain. -I'll start a life on land with my kids.

-No. -Because I don't want to lose what I have.

-That's not... -So...

-Open, Ricardo, it's me... -From now on, I'm not the captain anymore.

-Ricardo, open. -Listen.

I can hear you, damn it. I need to tell you something important.

What's that important thing you need to tell him?

That you wet your bed again?

I'm sorry.

Captain.

What I've been trying to tell you is the storm wasn't a meteorological mishap,

it was a catastrophe

of irreversible geological consequences.

Let's make a list of the things we need to invent.

The continents are under water.

The zoo... with all the animals.

There may be islands...

Candy.

...atolls, or just nothing at all.

This is the west side of the planet right now. The signal stopped when I was going to look at the other side.

Songs.

People?

What does this mean?

We can't invent people.

No.

We can't invent people, Bubble.

It's highly probable...

that we are the only inhabitants in the world at this moment.

We can't.

What's that?

What's going on?

I can't stand jokes or any bullshit now.

-Look! -It's a high risk immersion. Things are also changing down there.

If she suffers an hemorrhage, the baby could die, and so does she.

I like Estela a lot,

so don't ask me to miss this opportunity.

Would the Captain's daughter accept a date with the bad guy?

Let go of him!

In the name of God, I demand you to take us to the harbor!

Do you have a date with a guy? Here on the ship?

Julián, drop that.

-Do you believe the black hole story? -You don't?

I believe in what I see.