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PREVIOUSLY...

It's possible indeed that an accident while igniting the particle accelerator

may have had some consequences of incalculable proportions.

If this were so, surely, the Earth will be very different now.

I figure you'll never get to see this,

but just in case, I want you to know that I love you, and I always will.

I have an antenna and I always tune in to something,

but nothing since the storm happened.

-There it is. -Perhaps we aren't the only survivors.

What is this, Ricardo? There should be people here.

-It's a video camera. -There, in the distance!

Who was recording this?

And why didn't they answer our calls, and where did they go?

That artifact is some kind of transponder.

It's used to emit a signal indicating our location.

-It's emitting, to whom? -I don't know.

It's not only for emitting long range signals,

but also to receive them.

-What do you want me to do now? -Forget all about it,

and whatever happens, not a single word to the captain.

I just designed the perfect woman, dude.

-You're using no parts of Vilma? -No!

Vilma has no parts worth using.

Being constantly deceiving yourself, telling yourself that you're not in love,

must be so tiring, mustn't it?

No way. Me, in love with Vilma?

What do you want it to be?

-A girl. -A girl.

The one who should be here with you... is Piti.

Not Piti, Palomares. Forget about him. If things with Piti don't work out,

I'm no medical assistant, but I'm a Father, and I'll be here for you, OK?

-So then, you were telling the truth... -What?

-You were in love with me all along. -Yes.

This is your grandfather's watch.

It was very important to me, and I want it to be so to you as well.

If there was something wrong, you'd tell me, right?

Sure.

-What kind of cancer is it? -Prostate.

But it's just markers.

I can only give you this.

Can you do me a favor, Doctor? Don't tell anybody.

You like a girl and let a bully, Gamboa, take her from you.

Either you forget about Ainhoa, or you'll wake up in one of those boxes going down.

You don't give a shit about Ainhoa. You're fighting for a different reason.

You're a teacher.

Last warning. For you, I'm nobody.

You're right, we don't know each other,

because nobody dares dump me.

You're a fucking killer and you're not getting out of here.

There was one lifeboat missing.

Why are you doing it? You could let me bleed out, throw me in the sea,

and get rid of a problem.

So you can tell Ainhoa why you were spying on her months before embarking.

His bed's drawer has a secret compartment. You'll find the photos there.

We've searched Gamboa's cabin. The photos aren't there.

Somebody must have taken them.

What was that?

-Did you see Gamboa? -We only found Ulises there.

That's impossible.

-Who are you? -Why don't you ask Julia that?

What's Julia got to do with all this?

Do you know anything about her, her life, who she is?

I suggest holding elections.

-I put myself forward. -Maybe they're right.

Nobody's talking about running the ship,

but the civil day-to-day life.

Who are you, Julia?

-What's up, Ramiro? -Murderer!

You killed Gamboa.

You can act as nothing happened, but I can't.

We demand that Ulises be put on trial for Gamboa's murder.

Gamboa's disappeared and I'm gonna be asked for answers I don't have.

I don't care what they say, I know my son isn't a murderer.

I love you.

Will we be a normal couple someday?

When flowers grow in that planter.

Captain, we found Gamboa.

Finish those cookies.

Captain, we found Gamboa.

-What's the matter, Captain? -Nothing's the matter.

Nobody goes up on deck.

-That's really weird. -Gamboa has been found.

-What? -Gamboa is alive.

-Ainhoa... -What?

Gamboa.

Let me.

-Make way. Make way. -Come on.

He doesn't have a pulse.

One, two, three, four.

Since we are on this ship,

impossible things happen almost daily,

and they cannot be understood.

It's a miracle.

And when people don't understand things happening,

they call it a miracle.

Sometimes miracles are a good thing,

but some other times they're scary.

One, two, three, four...

...two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

However, some people don't believe in miracles...

-Be careful. -...as for example Uncle Julián.

There are no miracles.

That was before the world ended, Dad.

Come here.

But my uncle was wrong.

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

Ulises...

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three...

A miracle was about to happen aboard the North Star.

What's the matter?

It's a cell phone.

Actually, two miracles were about to happen.

The second one was that the bad man who knew our secrets

was about to come back to life.

Easy, easy.

Mom said that misfortunes never come alone.

-My phone! -How can that be? Ramiro!

Perhaps the same thing happens to miracles. One day they start happening, and then, they never stop.

I don't remember anything...

I don't know how I fell in the water. I only know that I'm alive...

because I knew that...

that you'd be here, waiting for me.

How can that be your phone? Ramiro, are you crazy?

Hello!

What are you doing?

I'm listening to the men on the radio.

Careful.

Gamboa!

What?

Message received.

-Let's go. -What are you saying?

Gamboa... Gamboa...

Gamboa... Gamboa...

Breathe...

Gamboa!

What's up?

Captain, how come we suddenly have signal?

That's so weird, we all got the same message.

It's an SOS with some numbers.

Those aren't numbers, they are coordinates.

Somebody is sending an SOS.

But how are they sending the message, Captain?

But there is no network.

Sure, there's no land, hence, no antennas.

An antenna doesn't need to be on land.

It can be on a boat.

On a very big ship, such as a carrier.

Or an icebreaker with a huge antenna...

to emit in such a range.

We are one night away from that place. If we set off now, we'll be there by sunrise.

Captain, you're not thinking on going to the coordinates, are you?

Yes, I am.

The same way I went look for you when you took a boat during the storm.

We don't even know why they're asking for help!

We don't know whether they're sitting on a volcano!

Or if there's been an outbreak on board.

We don't know whether it's a fucking trap!

That's enough! Damn!

Please, listen up.

What's the problem, Ramiro?

Has the lack of red meat made your brain shrink?

Can't you see the point here?

Can't you?

That message, be it an SOS or any other thing, I don't give a fuck,

has been sent by someone.

Yeah!

Someone who has also survived the catastrophe!

As we all have!

We're not alone in the world, for fuck's sake!

That's right!

Let's celebrate with some champagne!

Champagne! Let's celebrate!

All sailors on deck.

Hoist the sails.

I want all the jibs, the mainsail, and the spanker.

Set a northeast course.

There are survivors, Salomé!

-Beautiful. -As long as you're alive, I don't care.

Kiss me.

What are you doing? What are you looking at?

Me?

I don't know.

I got distracted by all this noise.

OK, and since when do you kiss your girlfriend with open eyes?

You're staring like an owl.

-Salomé... -Leave me alone.

Hi.

He's been unconscious for two hours.

It's just...

He shows up half dead all of a sudden and...

-Everything's so weird because I can't... -Well, Ainhoa,

I would also have gotten back rowing, swimming,

surfing after the ship's wake,

-if I had been your boyfriend. -All right, but he's not my boyfriend, since we broke up right before he disappeared, but he doesn't remember it,

-and I don't know how to tell him again. -Calm down, calm down.

Anybody there?

Hello...

I was the one who was going to spend his whole life locked up in the hold,

and thanks to Gamboa having returned, now I'm free, Ainhoa. What? You were gonna kiss me with your boyfriend lying right there?

That's not right. Not right at all.

Listen...

Take all the time you need.

And if by midnight you've talked to him, I'll be right here,

walking around the deck.

But if you come,

you have to bring a flower.

Why?

It's a surprise.

OK.

Come on in.

Ricardo.

We have tailwind.

We'll be at the coordinates sooner than expected.

It's a miracle Gamboa made it on that inflatable boat.

Seven days ago, Gamboa took that boat willing to leave the North Star.

Ulises tried to stop him.

He shoot him in the shoulder by accident.

After that, both of them fell in the water.

Toxic fumes almost killed all of us, Ulises and Gamboa included.

Finally, thanks to Bubble, we found Ulises floating adrift.

But there was no trace of Gamboa or the boat.

Until today.

He reappears 250 miles away from the point where he went missing,

right in front of the North Star.

It took us a whole week to cover all this distance

in a 75-meter brigantine,

sailing windward and in a straight line.

Actually,

it doesn't make a lot of sense having found him in front of us...

I think he's gonna have to justify himself.

And he's not the only one.

It won't be easy for Ainhoa and Ulises to explain to him they are together now.

Holy shit, Ricardo!

If this works out, we're gonna be family,

you and I.

His eyes were like those of an owl.

He said: "I got distracted."

When I kiss him, it's as if the world stopped!

Don't mull over it, Salomé.

We only have anchovies?

Seriously, there's nothing sweet? Please...

True kisses must be given with the eyes closed.

When they're given with the eyes open, it means he's hiding something.

My grandma Adelina always said that.

-I love you. -I love you too.

-So you already found out, didn't you? -What?

We didn't want you to find out that he's seeing someone else, but...

The second-floor neighbor. Come on!

You're an idiot, you're such an idiot!

Come on, Salomé... De la Cuadra has been in love with you for 20 years!

Perhaps, instead of doubting him, you could be romantic as well.

-Don't you think? -Romantic?

-What romantic thing can I do? -Can I show you something?

OK.

I've been finding paper birds for three days already.

In my locker, on my bed,

between my books...

It's just something stupid, but somebody is leaving them around.

For me.

It's Piti, I'm sure.

I'll only say one thing, Salo.

Romanticism is not dead.

Have you been in Heaven?

I heard you on the radio.

Did you?

First, I heard Mommy's voice,

and then I heard you.

Well, it wasn't me. Can I have your doll?

-No. -Why not?

Because I don't like you.

It's quite a night...

You're gambling your food playing poker?

You're crazy.

Come on, return it to the kitchen.

This food is ours, Palomares.

We've been saving it little by little.

We're free to gamble it, all right?

Well, free...

Some of us are not really free. Am I right, Father?

You know, priesthood is full of prohibitions.

For instance, a priest is not allowed to play poker,

or have impure thoughts,

or wet dreams.

But above all...

a priest cannot kiss his girl friends.

But I can play, win, and take all that food back to the kitchen.

Of course,

if you have something to gamble.

Let's see, Ricardo.

I tell you we're gonna be family and you start making calculations.

What the hell's wrong with you?

Aren't you happy about the kids?

Not really. What's the problem?

Isn't my boy good enough?

No, Julián. Ulises is the way he is, he's a weathercock.

Today, it's Julia, tomorrow, my daughter.

Come on, Ricardo, don't be like that.

The boy liked Ainhoa since day one!

That's even worse! What was Julia? Just a pastime?

He made her suffer on a whim, it was just a whim.

I'm sorry, but if we're to talk about whims,

I think the one taking the cake is your daughter!

She goes live with Gamboa, but keeps warming my son's bed!

And I didn't see her mourn much when we all thought he was dead!

Are you saying my daughter's a slut?

And are you saying my son's a bastard?

The captain's lying. You can either be another sheep

or join my team, the one that doesn't accept more lies.

Why does this guy have three passports?

He has three different identities.

In Gamboa's cabin I also found a folder full of photos of Ainhoa,

from when she was still on land.

We have searched Gamboa's cabin, the photos are nowhere to be found.

The photographs were there.

Somebody must have taken them.

A straight is less than five of a kind, and it's been three hands.

Palomares, if you gamble this, what will you use for the communion?

Clams, Estela. He'll use clams, don't worry.

Shit, Father,

a priest gambling the body of Christ.

Since you've touched some flesh,

you're a little out of control, huh?

Right, Father?

How is he? He's stable.

He's been adrift for a week. That's too long.

It'll probably take him a while to recover.

I broke up with him before he went missing and he doesn't remember it.

Do you think that he may be amnesic?

Yes.

It's possible he has amnesia.

It's called "fugue state" or "dissociative fugue".

But don't you worry. His recovering is just a matter of time.

How long? I need to talk to him.

I actually don't know how long.

Now it's important not to agitate him, it may be dangerous for his recovery.

You'll probably need to wait to dump him again... -May I? -Yes.

Ulises!

A few cookies for you.

You were in that hold for a week and now look at you.

Thanks a lot.

Can you think of some gift I could give your father?

He gave me that Forever ring, but I gave him nothing in return.

I actually don't know.

Yesterday, he gave me his father's watch.

Maybe you could go to the mall and buy him one.

Choose a beautiful one.

It's so dumb, right?

It's the end of the world, what can I give him?

There's nothing left.

Salomé!

There's one thing.

My father always says that it's stupid eating without bread,

you know him.

And we ran out of bread days ago.

You look at me as if you'd seen a ghost.

Am I dead, Doctor?

The bullet wound.

It's totally healed.

There's no pus, no infection.

What do you mean by that?

You either are a superhero or you've been taking...

state-of-the-art antibiotics.

Figure what you can find in a lifeboat's first-aid kit.

You don't show any dehydration either.

Your skin isn't dry,

neither are your mucosae, and you don't have sunken eyes.

Doctor,

I have a resilient metabolism.

Insulin...

Your file didn't say you were diabetic.

An insulin shot ten minutes before boarding the ship

can cause a sudden hypoglycemic shock.

Julia...

We all have our secrets,

you have yours and I have mine,

and none of us will tell the captain.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Medical doctor,

expert in biochemistry and physics in the Sorbonne,

and you speak perfect English and French.

Your résumé is impressive.

There is no doubt about your inclusion in the particle accelerator's B protocol.

In fact, we even took the liberty

of writing your contract.

I think there might be a mistake...

My salary has way too many zeroes.

Welcome to ECND, Ms. Wilson.

You'll have to look for an apartment in Geneva.

"It's a miracle! It's a miracle!"

What are you doing?

I'm watching a movie: It's a Wonderful Life.

No, it's not a DVD. It's the TV...

TV is back.

That's impossible, Bubble. Of course it's possible...

Because I tuned in to it and it was already halfway through...

I've already watched it twice. When it finishes, it starts over again.

Look, now Uncle Billy comes with the basket full of money...

That's so much money...

How's Gamboa?

Don't mind me, I can wait...

Well, if it's personal, I can come back later.

It's not personal. It's professional.

Oh, my thing is also professional, then.

How's Gamboa?

-He's stable. -Julia...

It's impossible the lifeboat overtook the ship.

-I need to talk to him. -No!

He just suffered a hypoglycemic shock.

-He's very weak now. -Weak?

He's as good as new! Look at him!

He's supposed to have been a whole week out there, but he looks healthy.

-He looks the same to me. -Gamboa is a strong man.

I'm not talking about his build.

I'm saying that he went missing in odd circumstances,

and that he reappeared in an even more bizarre way:

250 miles away and at the same time the ship receives an SOS.

Julia, we need answers.

Gamboa is amnesic after a lack of glucose and sodium.

He's got an iron deficiency and advanced dehydration.

If you go inside, you won't get anything from him.

He's my patient, and as long as he's in the sick bay, he will talk to nobody.

Captain...

Can you come up to the club at once, please?

Copy that. I'm on my way.

Oh, no, please...

This is my moment!

No...

And the bank wins again!

I'm being told Estela has to leave the game due to insufficient funds.

Gentlemen, let's be honest, the important isn't to participate, it's to win.

Come on, Piti, the food wasn't mine.

It was the girls'.

I wanted to give them a surprise.

Now, I can't go back and tell them I lost everything playing dice.

Sure...

I don't know, Estela...

Ask for a loan.

Or write me a promissory note.

But if you have nothing to gamble, you can go cry up on the deck.

So, gentlemen, does anybody wanna go with her on deck?

This is looking good to me.

-Would you accept clothes? -Estela...

-Come on, don't go down that way... -No, wait, wait...

Sure we accept that.

The only problem is that the priest may not go along with it, since...

he's a little sensitive about the call of the flesh, you know?

So, Father, shall we continue or are you leaving?

We accept clothes, leave something there and let's keep playing.

-What is that? -It's a Wonderful Life.

With James Stewart and Donna Reed...

Directed by Frank Capra in 1946.

It's about a miracle... and there are angels in it...

It's been playing in a loop for three hours. After the end, it starts again.

It could come from the ship we are going towards.

Are you saying it's a video-store ship? That's nonsense.

Perhaps they are trying to send a signal, Dad.

Look, now he jumps into the river and is saved by an angel.

Well, whatever it is, we'll have to wait till tomorrow to find out.

So, everyone to bed. Come on.

Go to your cabins.

Captain, can we watch TV a little longer?

It's been too long since the last time we were like this.

Like at home.

All right.

Three of a kind and I win!

Gentlemen, I think we're having our first full nude of the night.

Father, you're gonna have to let go of the Holy Shroud.

Screw the girls' food. The game is over.

Will you fucking accept you're going through a crisis of faith?

It doesn't matter.

You're a priest and the Pope at the same time.

You can end your celibacy now if you want.

-Piti... -Do you want to?

Piti, it's not funny.

Yeah, I might be going through a crisis of faith.

And I might not be worthy of illuminating anybody's path.

But a moron who's gambling food in a moment like this...

Piti...

you aren't worthy of being a father to Vilma's baby.

So let's do one thing. I'm betting my collar.

If I lose, I give up being a priest.

But if I beat your three of a kind,

you'll renounce to being a father to Vilma's baby, and I'll take care of it.

Done.

Estela,

the dice.

Uncover them.

Come on, I wanna find out who wins. Bubble, come.

Come here.

Listen up, you go look for the captain, and you tell him one thing.

-Now? -Yeah, now.

You go and-- Listen! You tell him

that the one rubbing against my boy is her daughter. Understood?

Tell him to come to the cinema and see.

Let's see if he still wants to keep busting my balls.

Go... It's an order.

Captain, the first mate wants you in the club.

We are watching the film about the miracle.

So what?

And Ainhoa... She's rubbing against Ulises...

Bubble, you go and tell him I'll rub my fist against his face.

And he'll be the one needing a miracle to make me forget everything he said.

You go and tell him.

-The captain says... -What?

He's been thinking about what you said to each other.

-And? -And...

-Shit! Speak! -He's sad!

And he's asking whether there's any cognac left.

-Is there any cognac? -Yes.

Where are you going? Why the fuck is he gonna drink now?

You tell him that he may back off, but I don't care.

The resentment doesn't wear off after a couple of drinks.

He says that having you as a captain is the actual miracle.

He says he's glad that the world is over,

since now you can sail together for another 1000 years.

...and nothing's gonna change what you are, the last family on Earth.

...and that Ulises is like a son to him.

...and that Ainhoa is like a daughter to him.

Can I go see the movie?

Yeah, sure.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

-Sweetheart. -Hi.

I'm gonna stay and watch the film. Come on, go.

To my arms. Fuck.

So what? Are you helping me?

Yeah, we have a drink...

-and then we'll take care of the boat. -Yeah, OK. I'm sorry, but it's late. I have to go.

I'm gonna stay and see the film, because I'm so hooked up...

-to this film. -OK.

Sorry.

Excuse me.

How many water bags are there in a lifeboat?

Twenty. Ricardo...

Julia is playing us.

But why?

I have no idea, but you got to talk to her.

I don't like this at all.

That's it. It's the end.

I can't sleep.

-Why? -The radio won't stop making noises.

It's good to know that the friends you leave on the ship

keep being your friends after you come back from the dead.

It was a very good idea having you in my team.

What team are you talking about?

You used me and lied to me from the beginning.

What is this?

When you went missing, I kept all of your things.

I thought Ulises had murdered you, and I wanted him sentenced,

so I hid this so he couldn't defend himself.

But you're alive! So now, you'll explain to me who you are,

and why you had this among your things. Now!

It's true.

I spied on Ainhoa.

I followed her when I learned that I had to travel aboard this ship.

Because...

Because she's the captain's daughter.

I told you I wouldn't lie to you, Ramiro.

But there are some things I can't tell you.

For now.

You can go now.

But if you want to stay by me, you have to play by my rules.

We ran out of fruit weeks ago. Where did you get an apple?

I told you there are certain things I cannot tell you.

For now.

Consider it a gift.

It's my way of saying "thank you".

It might interest you...

Ainhoa is with Ulises right now.

I think they are together.

Excuse me, but... I have a date.

-I'm also meeting somebody, you know? -Really?

My date had to wear a flower in her hair.

Are you my date?

-Nice to meet you. Ulises. -Likewise.

I couldn't speak to Gamboa.

But you know what?

I don't care.

I don't care about anything.

What are we doing then? Where are you taking me?

-Shall we go for a swim? -What are you talking about?

Let me.

-Don't... -Look there.

-Can you see it? -No, no, no!

I'm not getting in the water!

I know about other place to watch a movie,

and I think it's much better than the one on TV.

Well, it's so late... It may have already started...

Don't worry.

It's a continuous session.

Doctor!

I demand an explanation!

-I don't know what you're talking about. -You do!

You know Gamboa had been missing for seven days,

and that he only drank one of the twenty bags of water in the lifeboat.

Not even one liter in seven days!

You also know he had a bullet wound in his shoulder,

and he didn't even open the boxes of antibiotics in the lifeboat.

Hey, I wasn't the one on the lifeboat.

When Gamboa gets better, you'll question him.

Don't take me for a fool, Doctor.

He's deceiving us all and you're covering for him.

You know it's impossible he spent seven days on that boat,

so tell me right away what's going on! I demand it, Doctor!

I don't know! I can't tell you because I don't know!

Why am I being given two phones?

You will report every step of your research

to two different departments.

You'll have two passwords to speak to each of your supervisors.

Don't make any personal phone calls.

You'll give these phone numbers to nobody. Do you understand?

Yes, of course.

And this is the non-disclosure agreement.

There are 125 clauses.

Why?

You have just been accepted into a maximum-security plan, Ms. Wilson.

Over 13 countries are working together in Project Alexandria.

For state security reasons, it's necessary to ensure

nobody puts it at risk.

I told you,

this movie is way better than the one on TV.

The accident may have obliterated half of the world, but...

some pretty things are still here.

As for example...

For example, what? For example, what?

As for example, kisses.

What?

Where are you going, snitch?

But where...?

Kisses are the best thing in the world.

Have you never thought that you like somebody so much

that you could spend your entire life kissing them?

Just kisses...

And that suddenly you feel a shiver on the back of the neck...

and you cannot stop kissing them?

And you keep doing it until your jaw hurts...

Close your eyes...

Go...

What if I don't like it?

I don't know... If you kiss me and it doesn't work...

What do we do? What?

Nothing.

-Are you sure these are the coordinates? -23 3' North,

102 0' West. It's right here.

-Did the doctor say anything? -That she knows nothing.

She knows nothing... And I am Paul Newman...

It's your father...

Look at that.

-What's up, you two? -Good morning.

Hi.

How are you?

Is there something wrong, Captain?

The ship that sent the SOS is nowhere to be found.

What the fuck is this?

Ricardo! Come here one second, please.

I can see nothing from here.

Let's see, guys.

Let us look.

There's nothing to see, there's no ship.

That makes no sense.

Nobody sends an SOS and then disappears.

Unless it's a trap.

I'm trying to lock on some signal...

because if they sent us an SOS and then the film...

maybe they're calling us on the radio...

But you need a lot of radios and TV sets

to search all the medium and short wave frequencies.

Captain, the radar doesn't show anything.

Perhaps it sank.

I don't know, perhaps it sank right after emitting the SOS.

We have to go down.

We need to find out if they sank or what is going on.

It's only 49 meters deep.

It's an easy dive. I can go down.

All right, you can go. But I want you secured with a cable.

We don't know what happened here, the origin of the SOS, or who sent it.

You make a seven-minute decompression at 20 meters and come up.

-I want you here in 15 minutes, clear? -Clear.

All right.

Vilma...

Forgive me.

I was... I don't know... I was furious.

I saw you kissing Palomares and I went nuts.

-Forget it, Piti. -I'm sorry.

When I asked you to be the father, I already knew...

Well, that you're a guy who avoids problems.

Like a cork,

but capable of gambling the fatherhood playing dice.

It's all right, forget it. This could have happened today,

the day we find land, or the day you have a girlfriend.

No, wait... I swear I want that child. I swear it to you.

Vilma, Vilma... Hold on a second, please.

OK, I lost the game, so what? It's just stupid.

-I still want to be the father. -But why, Piti?

-Because it's yours, Vilma. -But why?

-Leave it alone... -Vilma!

Because I love you!

Fuck...

Maybe not from the first day, but from the fourth...

And if I didn't use any part of you to build the perfect woman...

it's because you're already perfect for me.

And if I was an asshole and I was fucking with Palomares during the poker game,

it was just for that reason.

Because I've fallen in love with you, Vilma.

I've fallen in love with you.

-Oh, dear... -What?

What?

Dude, why do you always have to fuck things up?

I don't know, Vilma. I don't.

Why did you organize the poker game? I don't get it.

You were already doing well with the paper birds...

What paper birds?

Vilma, what paper birds?

Here. Make it tight around the stanchion. And I want a proper clove hitch.

OK, snitch?

Show me you're the captain's daughter.

Ulises, if there's some ship down there, don't go in, OK?

If there's any problem, you pull the rope three times and I'll take you out.

Alright.

Will you bring me something pretty?

Yeah.

Bye, snitch.

Be careful, alright?

So what, then?

Do they make a good couple or not?

Sure they do, Julián, sure.

The couple of the year. It's Inmarsat...

Somebody is sending us a message!

The other family disappeared.

They disappeared, there was nobody.

-Julia! -Julia!

Why does Ulises have to dive?

Where's the ship we were supposed to rescue?

-I know nothing for the moment. -Doctor, tell us what's going on.

-Because nobody is telling us anything! -Keep calm!

Listen. The captain will have an explanation. Calm down... Ssh...

The same SOS and the same coordinates...

What's going on here?

Daddy, there aren't men anymore on my radio.

Now there's music...

That music again... The same carol

that was being played in the yacht when that family went missing.

They are more signals! They are bombing our ship with signals!

-Are they trying to tell us something? -That they're going to kidnap us?

We're getting out of here. Go for Ulises.

I'm taking Valeria out of here and checking on the others.

Hasn't he come up yet?

Come on, sweetie.

Bubble, turn off that music.

Captain, what's that music? What's going on?

There's no trace of the ship. The teleprinter went crazy

and the music is in every frequency at the same time.

Don't you know why? You don't know why this is happening?

Or where we are, and why somebody sends a message and then disappears?

You don't know, right?

-What do you want? -Julia, what are you doing?

You cannot quit. You cannot leave your work now.

The choice has been made.

You can't, Julia.

You signed, do you understand?

Or did you think they would let you go, now that you know so much?

And what are they gonna do to me?

Are they gonna kill me?

Phillipe!

Phillipe!

It's been more than eight minutes, Uncle Julián.

He must already have finished decompressing.

Fuck it! I'm pulling him up.

All right.

What the fuck...

Damn!

Stay calm, I'm going down.

You didn't come visit tonight.

Look, Palomares, I'm giving you a piece of advice.

Never make a living playing dice.

Priesthood and gambling don't fit together.

Yeah...

There are so many things that don't fit with priesthood.

-Faith problems? -No...

It's not that I doubt God because the world has ended.

It's that...

Yesterday, I kissed you, and now...

I doubt myself. Let's see...

For you it may be weird, since you're a priest and all,

but people normally do kiss and it's no big deal.

It's was just a silly kiss, it was innocent.

It's nothing more than that, trust me.

Really? Do you really think so?

No...

No, don't...

Don't answer. You're right.

You're right. It's just...

It's true...

It must be that I'm not used to it...

SMILE

You're the one making paper birds...

Why? It's...

I like it when you smile.

That's all.

I must go.

Before you fell in the sea, we broke up, Gamboa.

No, we didn't break up.

You dumped me.

And I told you that nobody dumps me.

See? After all, there are some things that you don't forget.

I've had Ulises's life three times in my hands.

You can't imagine what a little bit of CO2 can do

when injected in the diving cylinder's valve.

Ulises...

-Dad! -Ainhoa.

If you don't wanna be with me,

I'll respect it.

But you won't be with anyone else.

Hello!

Ainhoa, I'm right here!

Ainhoa...

There won't be a fourth time.

Next time, I'll kill him.

And your father.

And your little sister, of course.

You have three lives in your hands.

And Valeria is the last child in the world.

It would be a shame.

And you know I'd do it.

Yes.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

North Star school ship here,

with IMO number 100-855,

Spanish flag

0, 0, 3, 4,

1, 6, 7, 7, 6,

5, 4, 8, 8, 6.

We are at the coordinates.

Do you copy?

North Star school ship here...

Captain! What's that music?

Sorry, but I'm afraid I don't know.

How can he not know?

I don't know about the messages either, but it's evident there's nothing here. So I'm asking you to stay together while we get ready to set sail.

Ricardo! Can you come up here right fucking now?

Keep calm. We're leaving shortly.

But give us some answers!

If there were some survivors, were are they?

-What happened? -There was nothing down there, Captain.

No trace of a wreckage.

But I found this can floating adrift.

Look.

The label is perfectly stuck, it can't have been for too long in the water.

Moreover, in the sea a can starts rusting after around four hours.

Then, somebody was here less than four hours ago.

May I leave you for a second?

All right.

We're leaving at once.

-Are you OK? -Yeah.

-A little tired. -You sure?

Yeah...

-Go get some rest. -Shit, no, I'm fine.

Julián, that's an order.

North Star school ship here... ...1, 6, 7, 7, 6...

North Star school... ...6, 5, 4, 8, 8...

North Star school ship...

North Star school ship...

...8, 5, 5, Spanish flag...

North Star school ship here...

Is there anybody there?

-Hello. -I have a surprise for you.

I stayed awake all night shaking flour sacks

and scraping the bottom of the drawers.

It doesn't really look beautiful...

but it's bread.

You did that for me?

How come?

I don't know what to say...

I didn't know what to say either

when you asked me to marry you.

And now there's nothing I want more in the world.

It's so good!

I was so afraid of being with someone forever,

and now "forever"

seems too short.

I love you. I love you too.

What's wrong?

My legs are shaking

because I'm afraid too... since we're getting married,

-right now. -What?

What do you say?

Will you be my wife?

Now?

Now.

You just said "forever" seemed too short.

Will you accept me?

Yes.

Yes.

Then I pronounce us

husband and wife.

And I'm going to kiss the groom.

Since the project's inception,

everybody involved works with an alter ego.

A kind of... procurer.

A procurer, what for?

To make your job easier.

But especially, to ensure that, even if things go sideways,

everything works out perfectly.

And does he have the same information as I do?

No.

A different one.

But remember you're together in this.

I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Gamboa.

Nice to meet you.

I can't take this anymore.

What are you doing here?

Why did you come back?

Don't look for answers you already have, Julia.

Do your duty.

I'm not going back out there and lie to the captain.

He's harassing me.

He knows there's something funny going on, and I can't...

Ernesto.

-Let's tell him. -No.

-Please... -No!

-Please, let's tell him. -Julia, no.

And of course you can.

Remember?

That's your mission on this ship.

Don't worry.

I'm here to help you.

Yes, hello?

There aren't many flowers down there, but I brought you this.

I had to let go of the rope to grab it.

It's a very special kind of coral.

It's called "elkhorn". It's worth quite a lot.

But I imagine that doesn't matter very much now...

Ulises...

I was wrong.

Gamboa is back and...

Forgive me.

What's wrong?

We just slept together, Ainhoa.

Ulises, I don't love you.

I don't love you.

Everybody to the sails.

Haul in the jibs and trim the gaff sail.

We're getting out of here.

Captain! Everyone!

Come to the bridge!

Someone's calling on the phone!

Someone's calling on the phone!

Someone's calling on the phone!

Quick! Come up!

One second, please.

Captain, I was right...

They wanted to contact us on the satellite phone,

but of course, they didn't have our number...

Number 00341677654886...

You have a call...

Who's this?

Captain!

Cap--

Captain! Captain!

Captain!

I'm listening.

Thank God!

Commander Hopkins speaking.

We need your help, Captain.

We only have four hours left before we die.