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PREVIOUSLY...

I'm Ricardo Montero and I'll be your captain

on the North Star school ship for the next two months.

The particle accelerator went into action at 9 p.m. in Geneva.

Six seconds, five seconds.

Four seconds, three seconds, two seconds.

North Star school ship.

There's a severe storm coming towards us. Can you hear me?

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

You're going to continue sailing. If we go, we'll all die.

The Earth was shaken like a rattle and altered the magnetic field.

What the hell is going on here?

This baby... This is the most...

It's the most important baby in the world.

You have to take care of it.

Who do you like? That dream-boy in the bathrobe?

Gamboa, P.E. and Surviving Skills teacher.

Watch out, boy? I'm the big fish in this ocean.

If a boy was willing to do for me at least half the things Ramiro does for you,

I would never let him go.

-Why are you in a box? -I'm here to meet my dad.

My family is this ship, and the captain.

Stop being stupid and let your son out of there right now. Shit!

What the hell is this?

-Vilma! -There's poison.

-Have you suctioned it? -No.

-No, no. -What is this?

It's a Careproctus Abyssal offspring,

a fish that lives below 5,000 meters. My! If that's the offspring, how big is the mom?

Get rid of the body and I'll get lost on a ship for a while.

If you dare to remain here, three idiots will fall off the ship.

No one will ever find them.

The one who's leaving is you.

I don't like you.

I have this antenna and I always get a signal.

Since the storm, I haven't been able to.

The storm wasn't a weather setback.

It was a catastrophe.

Miss Wilson has told me that, if people find out

about the accident and the Earth disappearing,

-they will get hurt. -This is the West side of the planet now.

-What does this mean? -It's highly probable that,

as of now, we're the only survivors in the planet.

Once, my mom told the story of a boy who was fearless.

His name was John, Fearless John.

He was so brave, that he faced witches, ogres,

ghosts, and even lions. He felt no fear at all.

However, that's just a story.

My mom also told me no one is fearless,

and that there are so many types of fear as people on Earth.

Fear to ask for what you want,

even if it's a tiny thing.

Fear of the butterflies you feel in your stomach when you like someone.

Fear of what can't be explained with words.

Or fear of that monster who lives in your closet.

You only beat that fear when you're brave enough

to face it.

How do you tell a bunch of kids that...

...their families...

...and their loved ones have disappeared?

I'm sorry.

Who have you lost?

My mom,

and my four siblings.

You?

Everything I love is on this ship.

You're a lucky man.

I can't tell the kids what happened.

I can't have a ship full of living dead students.

Europe and Africa may have disappeared, but there might still be other continents.

There's still hope.

Do you think so?

I'm the captain. I have to.

Your coffee, Captain.

I'd offer you mine, but there's some rum in it.

Thanks, but no. I'm going to get ready, I have class now.

-However, given the circumstances I... -Now, more than ever, Doctor.

We have to carry on as normal here aboard the North Star.

The kids can't learn about the disaster until we can give them some hope,

an objective.

Otherwise, we would all end up crazy.

Or dead.

Alright.

Set sail to the Caribbean.

America could still exist.

I'll do whatever you tell me to, Ricardo.

Set sail to the Caribbean, Aconcagua, or Machu Picchu, if you wish.

However, isn't it more logical to think

that satellite picture is false? Or that I can't sail, if you'd prefer?

More logical than two continents going to hell?

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

I believe what I can see.

Iron.

Hard and cold. I can feel it. Look!

Nylon. It's rough, I can feel it.

North wind. It's humid and smells like rain.

The end of the world?

I can't see it, or feel it, or smell it.

Let's go!

Ricardo! Look!

What was that?

Are we good?

The wind is slowing us. We need to lower the mainsail and center the spanker.

-Listen, Julián. -What? Listen to me, Julián.

I don't want anyone to see this disaster.

No crew member on the North Star can go up on deck. Is it clear?

-Yes. -Julián,

-I mean no one. -Yes.

Captain's bridge speaking,

I need all accesses to deck closed. I repeat,

close all accesses to deck.

Hold on, one more thing. Go to each cabin,

and tell everyone it's totally forbidden to go outside. Until further notice.

What happened?

A commercial aircraft.

It crashed on the starboard side.

We're headed there at full speed. There may be survivors.

If it's a commercial aircraft,

there will be a lot of people.

Women, children...

Captain?

THE PIRATE GHOST

Captain?

-What are you doing? -Fuck. There may be survivors.

What do you mean?

That thing was going faster than 500 km/h.

Right now, they must be 100 meters deep.

There's nothing we can do for them, Ricardo. Nothing.

This is very weird.

First, the shaking and now we're in lockdown.

Something is going on. Otherwise, why can't we go on deck?

Because the girls are sunbathing topless. Don't worry, Father.

This one is in your honor, Palomares.

Dot, dash, dash, dot.

Dot, dash, dot.

Dot, dot.

"Father Palomares, kiss my ass. It tastes like seawater."

Thank you, thank you. They call me The Morse Poet.

Wait, hold on. Be quiet.

That's the girls. They're talking.

He's cute and a nice guy. He's funny, he's perfect.

Yes, sure. That's clear.

However, let me remind you that he took a launch in the middle of a storm,

to tell his girlfriend that he loves her.

Piti, you're violating their right to privacy.

Come on! It's not like they're under seal of confession.

Stop dreaming, Estela. Ramiro is out of the market. He's out.

-Out. -You have no idea, Vilma.

It's Estela, Estela! Fuck! She's so hot!

Get her out of your head.

She's a romantic and you're an orangutan. You guys are like day and night.

Do you know what? I can be romantic too, and I'll tell her in Morse code.

Or... do you like Estela?

Like her?

-I'm with Pilar to death. -That's right!

Something is happening and you're just being stupid.

This is weird.

It's weird that planes crash in the ocean.

What the scientist told us may be true.

Something weird is going on out there.

In the world.

Ricardo,

I'm skeptic by nature,

and I've been following your commands for 20 years. To port

and to starboard. I'll do whatever.

If you're telling me

there's no one left out there, I'll believe it.

What do you think?

I think the world has come to an end, Julián.

I've said no one is allowed on deck. No one! Is that clear?

Captain, I have a signal from the plane. They're transmitting.

-Hello. -Hello. I'm sorry.

It's forbidden to go on deck.

And arrival to port has been postponed until further notice.

The first mate has asked me to inform all crew members.

Don't worry, then. I'm not a crew member or teacher anymore.

Your father has kicked me out of the North Star.

So, as soon as we touch port, I'm staying.

And... why did he kick you out?

Is it because of Piti?

I don't know. You went a bit too far, but I don't think it's reason enough.

It's reason enough to kick me out.

A snot can't drive a teacher crazy.

I spent six years living in the jungle before boarding here.

I think it was too long for me to live in society again.

I'm not ready to teach.

Not anymore.

Are they working on a failure?

No, it sounds more rhythmic.

It's Morse code!

It's coming from there. That pipe.

Morse code?

Come on! Who communicates using Morse code nowadays?

-That's old-fashioned. -Not on a ship.

Oh, it's so cute! Someone declared their love for you! "Estela, the prettiest thing on this trip is you.

I like you."

-Who can this be? -I don't know.

Anyways, the boy I like is not in the market, right?

Hey, Estela! Come on! He declared his love for you!

If you want to go back to teaching, I could talk to my father.

You don't?

Your father did the right thing.

If I were him, I'd have expelled me too.

No matter how much it hurts.

I see.

Although there's something that hurts even more.

What is that?

Losing...

...the opportunity to get to know you.

I mean, more than as a student here on the ship.

I'd like to know you for real.

But that won't happen.

I'm out.

Unless...

I don't know.

Unless you feel like...

...taking advantage of my last night on the North Star.

What do you say?

Would the captain's daughter go on a date with the bad boy on the ship?

Maybe.

-But I have to go now... I have to... -Watch out!

...inform the rest of the crew.

It's that way.

It's a NES 82 radio beacon.

Those are the ones used to locate aircraft's black boxes, right?

All cockpit conversations will be registered in it.

They probably took off before the catastrophe

and have been saving fuel soaring until they crashed in the sea.

The black box can help us understand what happened.

Why would a cockpit conversation help us understand that?

Because it's not just the conversation.

Being 30,000 feet high, radio frequency has a range of thousands of kilometers.

Maybe they were able to speak to planes flying over different continents.

Captain, if we were to find that black box,

we could find out if America is still out there.

Hey, man. That's it!

-Good morning, my ladies. -Good morning.

-Did you feel that wave? -We did.

Nothing better than a tsunami to start off the day.

Hello.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Look at Ramiro's books. That one on top

was in the library yesterday. It's about Morse code.

-Well, then it was Ramiro! -Yes.

-He declared his love for me by Morse! -Where are you going, silly?

-Where else? I'm going to talk to him! -You're going to mess it up.

Can't you get that brain to work?

Let's see. Guys are very basic.

However, they follow rules.

Ramiro may have broken up with his girlfriend because of you.

But listen to me! He's doing it in the dark because he feels guilty.

Morse code is his rule.

Either you follow his rules, or he'll get scared.

If he gets scared, he'll back out and hide like a rat.

Once he's hiding, he may not get out again.

Let's put the ship into irons and get ready for immersion.

-We're diving to get that box. -Ricardo,

the sonar marks the wreckage of the aircraft at a 90-meter depth.

-That's a high-risk immersion. -True.

And not only because of the depth.

We caught an abyssal fish yesterday that shouldn't have been there.

This means things are also changing down there.

We have no idea what type of fauna we may encounter.

We can't sail like a headless chicken. We need to know if there's land out there.

If we have to dive 90 meters and dodge mutant fish,

we'll do so, Julián. You and I together.

No way.

Do you want that piece of scrap? I'll bring it to you.

You're not coming with me. This is a ship.

For a ship, losing its captain is like losing its rudder.

We won't behead this whale, will we?

Alright then, but you're not going alone either.

Julián, you need a pair of hands down there.

If I'm not mistaken, there's one expert in deep immersion aboard the North Star.

That's your son.

Daddy,

there's a ghost on the ship.

-Bye. -Bye!

-Bye. -Enjoy your food!

What happened? Where is the Inca princess going?

She's going to look over her notes for tonight.

Vilma!

-Are you okay? -No.

What happened? Did you feel dizzy?

Hey!

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Vacation time is over, lazybones.

Let's see how brave you are.

Sure.

I heard it clearly. The ghost was screaming.

It screamed and then the ship shook, just like a swing.

Let's see, dear. Come here.

Look! Ships move because they do.

And ghosts, if they are real, never show up here.

They're real. Mom used to tell me stories about pirate ghosts.

They're the spirits of dead pirates and they live on ships.

Oh, sure. Pirate ghosts! I had forgotten about them!

-Do you know what scares those ghosts? -No.

Ship captains.

As soon as they see a captain's hat, they run away. Don't worry, then.

Just say you're the captain's daughter,

-and they'll panic and go away. Alright? -Alright.

Daddy, is Mommy a ghost now?

Why are you asking that, sweetie?

If pirate ghosts are the spirits of dead pirates,

and Mommy is dead too, she may be a ghost.

Is Mommy a ghost?

Mommies don't turn into ghosts.

They go to a beautiful place where they can watch over their children.

-They take care of us from there. -So, is Mommy taking care of me now?

Always. Of you, Daddy, and me.

Can she see us? So, she saw that I can make my own bed now.

Of course, dear.

Come on, go brush your teeth.

-I owe you one. -You owe me more than one.

Hey, Dad, what's going on? The shaking, not being able to go on deck...

Nothing important.

I have to go now. Take care of your sister. Thanks.

It's normal for you to feel dizzy now.

We're not on a relaxing cruise ship either.

Between the storm, the fish bite...

Look, Vilma. The lesser problem now is you feeling dizzy.

I'm pregnant, Palomares. I'm expecting, I'm knocked up. Do you get it?

Pregnant?

Is it a boy or a girl?

It's early to know, sure.

You must be in your first quarter. Sure.

That's why you're feeling dizzy. It's normal. It's what I was saying.

Yes, but losing blood isn't normal. And I'm losing blood.

Come on, take it easy.

Vilma,

take it easy.

I'm sure everything will be fine. We'll go to the doctor's when we touch port.

Hold my hand.

I'm not letting go of you until you know your baby is fine.

I promise.

I'm going to be...

...your Saint Joseph.

Hey, you're back here again!

You're going to be our VIP patient.

-What happened? -She was writhing with pain earlier.

She is...

She's expecting.

What is that?

It's the pirate ghost. But don't be afraid.

I know how to get rid of him.

Pirate ghost,

my dad is the captain. Go away!

Ge out of here!

Let's go, he's down there!

-Hello. -Hello.

A few days ago you handed me your résumé,

-and an application for a job on board. -Are you sure?

-He has no references. -Yes.

-He's... -De la Cuadra!

Ulises,

do you still want to work aboard the North Star?

Good.

Your application has been approved.

Are you for real?

Is he for real, Dad?

Raise your right hand.

-Do you want me to sign the anthem? -Raise your fucking hand!

Do you solemnly swear to bear true faith and allegiance

to all confidential information shared?

I,

Ulises Garmendia,

son of deceased Maricarmen Garmendia

and unknown father until 48 hours ago,

-more or less... -I'm going to kill him.

Look, snot, I'm not in the mood for your stupid jokes.

I need you.

If you want the job, you'll have to take that oath,

as if it were the most important thing in your life.

Is it clear? I swear.

I swear to bear allegiance, Captain.

The confidential information...

...is about part of the world...

...not existing anymore.

I felt a sharp pain, Julia. Very sharp.

I think something is wrong, Julia.

Call it a hunch or feeling, but I know.

It may be just a sharp pain.

Look, my mom always says this.

She felt sharp pain during the four of her pregnancies.

-And all of us are healthy. -Yes.

Look, two engineers, a lawyer, and I,

-a priest. -Right.

We're the typical family that always spends time together.

Truth is...

...I'm starting to miss them a bit.

But it's worth it.

-Because of the adventure. -Ouch!

Is something wrong?

-I'll give you something for the pain. -OK.

You can't move or sit up, not even to turn around.

Absolute bed rest.

Absolute bed rest on a ship?

But, Julia! How can I do that?

I need to hold on to the gurney's sides, so I don't fall over.

Don't worry. I'll lay down here and go to sleep.

If there's another shaking, you'll fall on a soft surface.

Also, we're hours away from touching port. Right, Doctor?

Yes.

Where are you, pirate ghost?

Where are you, pirate ghost?

-Hello. -Hello.

-You're sewing? -Yes, but I'm horrible at it.

I stole the sewing kit.

Are you going to tell the captain?

I don't know.

Maybe if I tell him the bad boy I'm going on a date with

is a fan of crochet... He may think he's not that bad.

So, we're going on a date.

Yes.

It's a date with conditions.

It has to be a white date.

No motorbikes,

-no drugs... -No.

...no groping in the back row of the club,

and I have to be back in my cabin at 11 p.m., like a princess.

Alright?

-A two-hour date. -Even if it were five minutes only.

The black box is at a 90-meter depth.

The information to understand all may be there.

So we can find out what we're facing,

what's the world like after the particle accelerator explosion.

You're kidding, right?

I wish we were. Come on!

How can two continents disappear?

Is this a test?

I know what it is. You want to assess my performance in extreme situations.

-I'm not buying it! -Listen to me, please!

Look, I don't care if you believe it or not.

We need someone able to perform a high-risk immersion.

Can I count on you?

Of course you can count on me, Captain.

One thing,

I don't give a shit about your immersion record.

Holy shit.

Listen!

We're diving 90 meters down,

and we may encounter surprises down there.

I want you close to me all the time. We'll have microphones

and you'll listen to me.

-Is it clear? -Sure.

You'll perform the immersion at night.

You can go now,

sailor.

Captain.

I need you in the sick bay.

We have a big problem with one of the students.

-Again with the Morse code? -It's not me now, Ramiro.

It comes from there. It's Estela. Come on!

Let's see. Dash, dot. Dash, dot, dot, dash.

Dash, dash.

Dot, dash,

dash, dash, dash, dot, dot, dot.

I LIKE YOU TOO. ESTELA.

She likes me.

She fucking likes me. I told you.

I told you it was going to work. I'm the Morse Casanova.

I'm the Cervantes Award winner of the Dot-Dash. I knew it!

-Great. -What are you doing?

What else? I'm going to answer, Ramiro.

Walls complicate things.

Hold on, hold on.

-Just a second. Come. -No, no. Why?

Come here for a second, please.

When I got upset and left, Estela came with me on a boat.

Yes.

I owe her. I'm not going to let you use her as a one-night stand.

Ramiro, I'm the gum asshole, the ship clown.

The one who sticks manikins on people and farts to make others laugh.

I've been doing that for 16 years,

being an asshole and a clown.

All of a sudden, I don't know why, this girl sees me beyond all of that.

Look, I really like Estela.

So, don't ask me to waste this opportunity. Please.

In that case, we'll have to get you a date.

Give it to me.

Dot.

Dot, dot.

Dot.

IN THE DINING ROOM AT 9 P.M.

YES.

I have a date, Ramiro. I have a date.

Hold on, she's still going.

Dash, dot, dot, dash.

Dot, dash, dash, dash, dot, dash. What is she saying?

-Fuck! -"I lobe you."

"I lobe you?" Wait, wait. It's a "v".

It's a "v". "I love you."

Oh, my goodness. She's going crazy!

"I love you." She's going in a loop, Ramiro.

No foreplay, no nothing. It'll be a triumphant march.

"I love you. I love you." She goes on.

How are they?

They're in danger, both baby and mother.

If she starts bleeding, she could lose the baby. In fact, she could die too.

-I don't have the equipment... -Doctor,

we're not going to a hospital.

So, do all you can for her and the baby.

Captain?

Why aren't we going to a hospital?

We're supposed to touch port in a few hours, right?

We're not touching any port, Father.

If you want to help Vilma, pray for her and don't leave her alone at all.

Of course I want to help Vilma.

But I want to help her by taking her to a hospital.

-Captain, why aren't we touching port? -That's none of your business.

Of course it is. The doctor said she may die and that they need a hospital.

Lower your voice.

Are you crazy? A crew member is in danger!

Call a medical helicopter or Sea Rescue.

Go to your cabin now or I'll take disciplinary action.

Go ahead. We're talking about Vilma and her baby's lives.

In the name of God, I demand you take us to port.

Not even God Himself!

I'm the captain.

I decide if we go or we stay. Not you, not God.

Is it clear?

We're meeting in 15 minutes in the engine room. Tell others.

Engine room in 15 minutes.

Tell others.

What are you doing, Ricardo?

Do you know what's coming?

An aircraft has just crashed in front of us.

The crew is asking when we're touching port,

and why they can't go on deck.

There are prehistoric fish prowling around the ship, and the scientist is saying the world is under water.

And you can only think about...

...kneeling down and praying?

Well...

...I guess even skeptics...

...have the right to ask Him for help.

God.

We're meeting in 15 minutes in the engine room.

Tell others.

Even a rabbit, when feeling cornered,

tosses and turns and bites.

We're meeting in the engine room, right?

Right?

I'll see you there.

I'm with you.

-We're telling Ainhoa, right? -The captain's daughter?

We're going against her father. It's better if she doesn't know.

Sure.

Let's go.

-Are you meeting a prince charming? -Yes.

Didn't Ramiro tell you?

I'm meeting him here.

We've been communicating in Morse code all day.

From cabin to cabin.

Ramiro?

Yes, yes. He sent me as outpost.

-As outpost? -Yes, as first contact.

Anyways, Ramiro is a mess between you and his girlfriend.

-But he knows he likes you. -He does?

I mean, he's crazy for you.

The thing is the other thing is still not sorted out.

-So, he's a bit tense. -I see. He needs time.

Piti!

-What's up, man? -Come!

Dad.

Dad?

For a moment,

you reminded me of your mother. You look so alike.

What about that dress?

Did you dress up to have dinner with the captain?

Not exactly. The thing is...

Well... Before, I used to tell Mom when I had a date with a boy.

Now that Mom isn't here anymore, I wanted to tell you.

You have a date? Here on the ship?

-No, in Pacha Nightclub. -In Pacha?

-On the ship, of course. In the club. -Sure.

I'm happy for you. Who is he? Do I know him?

I know him for sure.

If he's a student on the North Star, I have his file, his résumé,

-and even his dental work information. -Dad, I'm not telling you.

Don't look him up.

It's only the first date, so I won't tell you his name.

-Alright. -That's it.

Okay.

What did your mom use to say about first dates?

Well... She used to tell me not to drink,

not to get back after 10.30 p.m. and to wear a longer skirt.

She'd ask for him to drop me off at home, and no motorbikes.

Well, then.

I'll tell you the same, but the bikes thing. Above all,

have fun, dear.

And...

...thank you for letting me act as your father.

And now I'll give you my own piece of advice.

No kissing on the first date.

-Come on, Dad! -It may sound old-fashioned, but listen!

-Alright. -It's better to play hard to get.

Ricardo. Is everything alright?

You look beautiful.

I'm going to get that thing ready.

I you need anything, I'll be with that dumb stowaway.

By "dumb" you mean your son, Ulises, right?

Uncle Julián, you'd have to be blind not to see he deserves a chance already.

Well, yes. I may be blind.

And deaf, if you want me to.

Right now, I have more important things in mind than second chances.

I see. Alright.

But... well!

I think you've missed too much time with your son.

Don't look at me.

You can take all the time you need.

I'm telling you they're looking for it.

But it did nothing wrong. It's just a piglet.

-Why are they looking for it? -It's the food chain.

Lions eat humans, humans eat piglets.

-Piglets eat trash. -So...

...do they want to eat my piglet? -Why? -I don't know.

Piglets are food.

Kittens aren't food, parakeets aren't food.

Puppies aren't food. Well, yes, in China.

But we don't eat them because they're our pets.

It's true. We don't eat our pets.

Shush!

We have to turn you into a pet.

-How do you turn a piglet into a pet? -We have to name it.

Things with names aren't food.

We have to get it baptized.

Alright. We're 17 in total.

We can start.

If you don't want trouble, you better leave now.

There will be no going back later.

There you go. That's it.

Hey! What is it?

Let's...

...go over the immersion protocol again. Come on!

Is this an immersion or the Bar examination?

We've gone over it at least 14 times. I can recite it backwards, if you'd wish.

-That won't be necessary. -OK. What are you doing? Put that down now!

Listen to me.

You and I haven't... Let's see.

You and I haven't talked a lot.

We haven't. Especially since you locked me up in the hold when you met me.

If what the captain is saying is true, that shit about...

...the end of the world,

we'll get sick of each other.

Vilma and her baby's lives are in danger.

The chances of them surviving depend on her going to a hospital now.

-But the captain doesn't want to take her. -Come on, this makes no sense.

We're here with a science and technology scholarship,

not in the battlefield in Afghanistan. Why wouldn't he want to take us to port?

Maybe the storm the other day...

...broke something and he doesn't know what to do.

-He may be completely lost. -Is that why we've been into irons?

We've been told for two days that we're on our way to touching port. It's a lie!

Where did you say...

...that you got... ...your diver certification?

-In La Herradura, Granada. -Granada, I see.

It's cool.

How was it?

Did you like the mosque?

I liked the mosque when I was in Córdoba.

In Granada I liked the Alhambra. Are you trying to start a conversation?

-You are! -I'm not trying anything, good grief!

Get everything ready.

Is it clear?

-I'm doing it! -I'll be right back.

Damn steps!

Vilma needs us.

The on-board regulations about danger of death are on our side.

Are we all in?

Well, then.

I'll demand the captain to set sail to port.

-What if he doesn't want to? -If he doesn't concede,

he'll face a mutiny.

Let's go!

-Has the immersion already started? -Not yet, they're getting ready.

How is Vilma?

She's asleep.

I've administered her another sedative.

What about the baby?

The heart rate is still arrhythmic. If it doesn't become stable,

it won't make it much longer.

I can't, I can't do it!

-What is that, Julián? -Talking to the stowaway. The conversation is just awkward.

Let's see.

When I talk to you, you respond and then I go again.

It feels natural. However, with him it's just awkward.

Good grief!

If I was at a hostess bar having a drink, it'll be less awkward than this.

Julián, you're also not the most articulate person.

What did your dad use to tell you?

-My dad? -Yes, what topics?

When? During the nine months he was at sea?

Or the three months he was at home drunk?

Alright. Forget about it. I don't know, then.

-Just start with little things. -Alright. You have to bring up simple topics in a natural way.

Julián, don't get blocked or scream at him.

Otherwise, you'll lose him before you have a chance.

Alright? Come on!

Okay.

De la Cuadra,

if you see anything dangerous down there, forget about the box.

Come back up. It's an order.

Come on!

Captain, we want to talk to you.

Hello.

What are you up to? Are you diving?

No, not at all. I'm on my way to a costume party.

-You weren't invited? -I was.

I can't make it because my mermaid costume is in the cleaner's.

-What a shame! -I know.

I could have fished you with my harpoon.

-Really? -Yes.

Oh, well. You wish!

-A little bit. -Sure.

Seriously now, why are you doing it?

A hull inspection.

And you?

Are you going to a reception with the ambassador?

Something similar.

I have a date. -Are you for real? -Yes.

Have fun!

-Thanks. -Don't take him to the freezer, like me.

Making out is better at room temperature.

-You're so silly! -I know.

Snitch!

What?

Who's the lucky guy?

If I told you, would you promise not to tell anyone?

-No one. -Oh, boy!

Your family is all about promises and oaths.

I promise. Gamboa.

What is this meeting?

Go back to your cabins!

It's an order!

Estela, get out of here immediately.

Palomares, go back to your cabin!

I'm afraid no one is going to follow your orders, sir.

Let me remind you, Mr. Gamboa, that you've been kicked out of the North Star.

And that you're not a teacher or anyone else here.

I'll remind you that there's a girl who's been bleeding for six hours.

No captain can put a crew member's life in danger.

That's what you're doing with Vilma, Captain. We need to touch port, and you're doing nothing.

What are you waiting for? For her to die?

My father would never do that.

My father would never put a crew member of the North Star in danger.

Why have we been drifting in the Atlantic all day, then? It makes no sense.

I don't know.

The signal from the box is at 28 32' 45'' North,

and 15 16' 16'' West.

-That's the exact place where you are. -Copy that.

Let's synchronize our watches.

What about soccer? Are you a Real fan?

-I don't like soccer. Don't start again! -Listen, kid.

I have no idea how to be a father. Do you understand?

I have to stop and think before talking to you. It's awkward.

We have nothing in common. It's weird.

I never got a hug at home.

Or a pat on the back. Nothing.

I got a lot of slaps, that's right.

When I turned 12,

I boarded a fishing ship.

Until now.

You can't get blood from a stone.

Computer is ready for immersion.

Hey,

you're not doing such a bad job.

You think?

Even though you shouldn't listen to me,

you're my first dad.

First dad...

We only want an explanation, Captain.

Given the circumstances, we're not asking for a lot. Don't you think?

Ten meters deep.

Dad,

set sail to port, please.

Forty meters deep.

De la Cuadra, the sonar shows a solid mass between you and the ship.

-Can you see it? -No.

That may be a false echo.

It may be...

-But hurry up! -Copy that.

Why do we care about this fucking scholarship? Fuck it!

It's absurd.

Ninety meters deep. We're here. Do you see anything?

There it is!

Alright.

Ainhoa, go up to the bridge and tell Dr. Wilson to abort the immersion,

and to come here with De la Cuadra.

Julia,

go to the dining room.

A group of people has mutinied and my dad needs you there.

Where's my uncle?

Ninety meters deep in the sea.

Take care of this.

Uncle?

Gamboa and the rest have mutinied.

They want to take over the ship and no one is listening to Dad.

Fuck! How many and where are they? Ainhoa...

Ainhoa? Ainhoa!

The ignition of the particle accelerator had a margin of error of 1/10 trillion.

There was a slim chance of the accelerator generating a mass of antimatter.

This is what we commonly know as a black hole.

Everything seems to point to the worst possible scenario.

Isn't that right, Doctor?

We think the accident created a black hole that bolted down landmass.

This caused the plates to slide.

We guess the continents fell one by one, like dominoes.

The oceans ended up covering them.

Let's see. It may sound incredible, but everything suggests it's true.

For a few seconds we were able to contact Hispasat.

We got a picture of half the world globe.

Europe and Africa...

...aren't there anymore.

-How can the world have ended? -What are you talking about?

-Come on! -What are you saying?

Come on, we have to go back up immediately. -What are you doing? Let go of me! -No way!

We are ninety meters deep. We need to decompress.

Fuck decompression. Weren't you listening?

There's a mutiny up there. The captain needs me.

No way!

You'll be of no use if you're dead, Dad. That's why we can't touch port.

That's why Vilma can't go to a hospital. The Earth, as we used to know it,

isn't there anymore.

Well, if that's true, why did you hide it from us?

-As a precaution. -Precaution?

We didn't want to tell you about this, the catastrophe, without giving solutions.

Listen to me, it's important.

I'm sure there's still some land out there.

There's still hope.

-You couldn't make up a better story? -Wait a moment, please.

Captain,

can we see that picture from Hispasat?

I destroyed it.

I had the fear of someone finding it and creating a panic situation on board.

Let's see,

does anyone believe the captain's incredible story?

-No way. -What were you expecting?

If you believe him, please stand by him.

I believe him,

even though it seems impossible.

Come on! You have also seen it.

The other day, the cutlery flew to the ceiling.

Everything was magnetized.

It wasn't a common storm.

I know my father, and I know he's telling the truth.

Ainhoa, that's normal. No one doubts their fathers, but...

Be honest.

Who do you believe?

The captain or your father?

Four, three, two, one.

What was that?

Dad, don't you dare moving! There's something above us.

Captain, in name of the whole crew, I demand you take us to port.

I've already told you. There's no port to go.

-It's better for us. -Captain!

Please, go to your cabin and don't get out.

What?

I'm telling you to go to your cabin and stay there.

You have no authority on this ship.

I'm the captain. I am the captain!

Alright.

Let's go.

What are you doing? Let go of me!

-Let go! -Stop doing that!

Let go of him!

Can you recognize it?

It was hidden in your cabin.

According to the regulations, fire weapons are totally forbidden

on school ships such as the North Star.

Put it down and stop this nonsense.

If you don't do it, you'll face the consequences.

On my ship, there are no mutinies.

I'm sorry, Captain. This isn't your ship anymore.

Daddy, daddy!

Where is Palomares?

Palomares, I need you to baptize my piglet.

Valeria, I can't right now.

-I'll do it later, alright? -You do it then, Daddy.

It wasn't a pirate ghost, it was a piglet.

Salomé wants to eat it.

You baptize it. If you can marry people, you can baptize too.

Valeria, sweetie.

It's not the right time to play the baptism game.

Pretty please, please.

Alright. If I do it, do you promise to stay in the cabin no matter what?

I can't do it anymore!

Fuck that thing! Let's go up!

Alright, let's go.

By the power invested in me, I baptize this pig with the name of...

Miss Chipi.

Forty meters deep and no sign of that creature.

...Miss Chipi. Be it hereby stated and recorded, as of today

at 11.35 p.m., your piglet has a name.

No, you have to pour water over it.

A baptism without water isn't valid.

Where's the water?

Twenty meters deep.

By the power invested in me, I baptize this pig with the name of Miss Chipi.

-Yes. -No one will be able to eat it now.

That's it! Now go to your cabin and wait there, alright, sweetie?

Thanks, Daddy.

What's happening right here?

I won't let anyone take over our ship!

Julián, we have nothing to do. The whole crew is against us.

-I'll take down some of them, then. -Stop it, Julián. It's an order.

Julián!

Ulises speaking. Ulises speaking.

I'm the guy who boarded inside a box and I'm also...

I'm the guy who removed the bullets from the only gun on board.

Eight minutes ago, De la Cuadra and I dove to collect the black box

of a Boeing-747 that crashed here this morning.

This is the last recording registered.

A JK-9982 has just crashed in front of us.

I repeat, it has just crashed in front of us.

Can someone read me? We lost contact with all control towers hours ago.

Can someone read me? Azores aren't there.

I repeat, Azores aren't there. We're headed to Miami.

We're losing altitude.

We're losing altitude.

There's been a theft on the ship, box 33.

We don't know who's done it or why, but it contains delicate material.

This is a fucking bomb.

Back off, Piti.

-The world has ended. Fuck that! -They're making us believe the impossible. The only chance of survival we have is this ship.

I'm with you on this, alright?

We can't lose hope.

I don't want a girlfriend. I don't!

-You'll stay with Julián all night. -OK.

Wouldn't you like to know or kiss?

EVERYTHING IS YOUR FAULT

Someone isn't fond of you on this ship.

Are you sure you made the right choice?

Believe me, I'd also distrust me.

We're going to be floating on this ship until we die.

I think you're forgetting something.

And it's that we're alive.