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Welcome to the ECND, Miss Wilson.

This is Mr. Gamboa.

Everyone involved works with some kind of provider.

Stay calm.

I'm here to help you.

When I need you, I'll call you like this.

Why us? Why the fuck are we alive?

We are the chosen ones. Well, some aren't.

I kissed you yesterday and now I doubt myself.

-It was a stupid, innocent kiss. -All this protecting Vilma thing

hides your love for her.

You made your vows, you're a priest.

-You can't quit. -Leave me alone!

I've never doubted that God chose me.

But today I found something that has the same power.

I'm in love with Vilma. I'm a traitor.

I don't deserve to be a priest, let alone your friend.

It's amazing.

The most beautiful thing you could ever do.

-I've fallen in love with you, Julia. -Is it too late to give him an answer?

Ricardo. Ric...

-Did you sleep with Leonor? -Leonor means nothing to me. But you...

-You mean everything to me. -Do you want to be my wife?

-I do. -Therefore, I pronounce us...

-husband and wife. -Has it ever happened to you

to like someone so much, you'd spend all your life kissing her?

I love you.

If Ainhoa is with you, is because I let her so.

No!

Please!

I wanted to kill him.

-As if I were a murderer, Dad. -It's OK. Everything is fine.

-You say you forgive me, but you don't. -I can't do it.

We thought we could be happy together, but we can't.

We can't be together, Ulises. We can't live like this.

I let you hit me with everything you got.

You had to beat the shit out of me and Ainhoa had to see it.

Now you and I are the same thing for her.

She won't be with me but she won't be with you either.

Ulises, come back!

There are things that can't happen. And we both suffered a lot.

What about being friends?

My dad says that ghosts and witches don't exist.

That there are no monsters in the closet

or under the bed.

That they're fake.

That he has seen none.

Uncle Julián says that they do exist.

Because no one has seen Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy

and they always bring gifts.

Valeria, sweetie.

It's late, dear.

Dad...

Dad.

I think that incredible things do happen

because here, on Daddy's boat,

they've been happening since we left.

-Dad. -And we all saw them.

It happened all of a sudden.

It's like we crushed into a high voltage tower.

The boat absorbed static electricity and everything turned on.

From your daughter's toys to the microwave.

And then there was an overload which fucked everything up.

-What about the electronics? -Fried.

I restricted access to the upper deck

and I've given orders to remove the light bulbs and the fluorescent tubes.

So we're fucked.

Yes, there aren't enough spare parts. Tonight, candles and potty it is.

-When will we have power again? -Maybe when we fix the differentials.

But that won't happen before tonight.

Besides, the emergency power system doesn't work either.

Tell Gamboa to take care of it.

Summing up:

We have no power, no radio, no radar...

And we can't control the rudder.

No, we can't. We'll have to go back to the manual rudder control era.

-What the fuck, man? -Deep inside, you know you like it.

No, don't touch the water.

Showers and faucets are canceled.

The boat is electrified.

So in order to avoid electric shocks I want you to wear rubber boots.

And avoid metals and powered nodes for safety.

-Understood? -Meanwhile, Ramiro,

get two friends and check the candles, torches and independent lamps on the ship.

I have captaincy practice on the navigation bridge.

Well, then, you'll have lighting practice today as well.

Come on, move! Or did your limp get to your ear too?

And you, Piti.

You're going to cover one of the toilets, OK?

With greenhouse plastic and tape.

Put a mat in front of the door and remove all the metal inside.

And I warn you, you better do it well.

Because this one will be the only toilet available until I say otherwise.

Come on, get to work!

Ricardo.

What the...?

-Shit! -This isn't a power surge.

There has to be a scientific explanation.

Julia.

We have to harden our skins

because when the sun block goes away, we'll be sunbathing unprotected.

Look, you have bikini marks.

Take that top off and let the sun shine on our friends.

No way! I haven't done it in my whole life and now you want me to...

No.

When are you going to be free?

When are you going to do things that aren't in your good behavior manual?

What do you mean?

I say you should go with the flow. Be wild.

Be happy. Just for one day. It's OK.

You are always so careful.

Always on the defensive.

So are you saying that I'd be happier if I went topless?

-Yeah. -I see.

And you'd be much happier if you recognized that you like Ricardo.

And if you did something, of course. Instead of waiting for it to happen.

Not doing anything is a type of freedom too.

Yeah, maybe...

But these marks are the reflection of your life.

You're tied up, upside down.

I understand people who don't do things because of what others would say.

But, in this situation...

Who's going to tell us anything?

There's hardly a soul in here.

There's no one. Who do you see?

Well, then...

-Shall we? -Sure?

I'll do it if you do it.

The master of the engine room says that the cables aren't loose. Fuck!

On three.

Come on. One...

It's like we're sailing on a battery.

-Two... -Julia must know an explanation.

Three.

My fucking God!

Go down. Come on. Go down, there's no time for explanations.

-When will be time, Julián? -Ricardo, don't go up.

-Come on! Let go of me. -Ricardo...

Get down. Ricardo, don't stare, man.

Ricardo, what the fuck? Don't stare.

I am not staring, Julián.

-Let's call them from here. -No.

Don't laugh! Let them toast themselves.

-Get a voltmeter to look for electricity. -Are you angry, Julián?

-I'm not fucking angry! -I didn't see a thing.

Maybe half tit 30 meters away.

You know what?

I'm going to use my freedom for this

-and for a couple more things. -I think that's a great idea.

-Ulises. -Yes?

Ulises, come. Look.

Come here.

Look.

I'll leave that if I were you.

It's for your own good, Estela.

-Good morning, princess. -Good morning, little one.

Are you going to give me a kiss and say good morning or not?

It's just for you.

Wait for me here.

When everyone leaves, I want to tell you something. Valeria.

-Tape. -Here.

There you go. Put it well so it doesn't fall down.

-It's OK. -Bubble.

I challenge you to touch the faucet and the mirror at the same time.

I challenge you.

If I touched the faucet, I'd be a conductor

and I'd get an electric shock. An electric shock hurts.

I don't like it. Why do you want me to get an electric shock?

Listen, Bubble,

there are people who pay to get an electric shock.

Some people even pay to get their nipples twisted.

And here we have it for free.

-Did you see a duck too? -Yes, I did.

What is a duck doing here?

-Where has he gone? -It's weird for it to be on the boat.

Since the bird attack, there are no birds in the sky.

It's still that way.

But Ferran Adrià sent this one, Bubble.

Breast and foie. So good... Little duck.

Little duck, no.

"Apocalypse of Saint John.

And the Lord said:

'I know your acts and your perseverance.

You've been chased on my behalf,

but I have something against you.

You lost your love

and your faith'."

Palomares!

Is everything OK?

Palomares! Man overboard!

-Williamson turn! Palomares! -Come on!

Do you see him? He's gone.

-Tack starboard! Tack starboard! -Tack starboard!

Palomares!

Palomares!

He's hitting himself against the hull.

The boat isn't going to sink for that. They do it at the swimming pool now

-and no one makes a racket for it. -I can see you don't.

If on this boat rules are only theoretical...

OK, your boat your rules, but if your daughter did it...

Leave my daughter alone. You're pissed because I saw Salomé's tits.

No, I'm pissed because you're no longer the captain nor am I the first officer.

Because everyone here does as they please.

-No uniforms, no schedules, no nothing. -Julián, that's not true.

See? You're saying nonsense.

Well... If we're talking about my wife, yes.

I'm pissed.

I'm pissed about her being the muse of 22 wankers.

Fuck!

I don't have the slightest problem.

If you like it, we can establish a commune at the club.

With guitars, bonfires and everyone naked. Perfect...

Shit!

Fucking door!

Valeria.

-Who dressed you like that, Valeria? -My dad did. So I don't get a shock.

Right.

You know what?

I have a date.

Here and now.

Someone left me this note.

-I did. -Did you?

-Dad closed every toilet on the boat. -I know, they're electrified.

But there's one at the locker room. It's OK.

It's not OK. I have to pee every night.

-So? -So, in the cabin,

when the boat creaks, I'm not afraid

but when I walk through the corridor in the dark, I am.

Do you want me to go with you?

Yes, but I don't want my dad nor Ainhoa to know.

They'll say I'm a child and a scaredy cat.

OK. Then we'll do this...

When you want to pee,

you call me with this. Tap it, like when we met. Remember?

That's it.

I'll go find you

and we accompany each other.

OK, but you can't tell anyone.

-We won't tell anyone. Neither of us. -Secret.

Secret.

Make way. Come on!

-What happened? -He hurt his head. He's not breathing.

-The boat run over him. -He's suffering hypoxia.

-Let's go! Move! -Move.

-Julia, he's dying. -He's not going to die.

Hold him tight and put pressure on the wound.

-Make way. -Move!

He's not fucking breathing. Shit!

Let's move quickly.

Ducks fly in flocks of 50 or 100.

In V-formation.

It's weird that this duck came here

all by itself.

Bubble, maybe the duck is a separatist, eh?

It's weirder to eat fish all the time, and here we are.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you 1,5 kg of proteins and animal fat.

Come here, little one. Come here to uncle Piti.

Shouldn't we tell the captain?

The captain?

Let's think about that, Bubble. Listen...

Is the captain going to give birth?

Is he going to have a baby?

No. Then, this duck is for Vilma.

I'm going to prepare her such a meal

that the fetus will jump for joy. You'll see. Come here, come on.

Fuck! The duck! Come here, come on!

-Close the door! Stop it! -Run, little duck, run!

-He wants to eat you! -Fuck you, Bubble!

He wants to eat you!

Put him on the stretcher. On the stretcher.

Quickly. Up!

-Careful. -Keep putting pressure on the wound.

I need light, Gamboa.

Come on, my friend. Come on.

Come on, my friend. Come on.

Shut up.

Don't stop breathing.

Come on, my friend.

Breath.

He's breathing.

Now we have to heal the wound.

Are you going to tell me how he fell into the water?

He didn't fall.

He threw himself.

What?

He threw himself. He threw himself into the water. We both saw it.

Holding the Bible.

We all knew that this would happen sooner or later.

Despair does not depend on religion.

What are you saying?

That he tried to kill himself? Why would he do that?

Why did God destroy the world?

-Isn't that a good reason? -Reasons don't matter now.

This is a very delicate situation.

And I don't want to hear the word "suicide". OK?

Until Palomares wakes up and tell us what happened,

I don't want you to say anything to anyone.

-Understood? -Not even the captain?

Not even the captain.

Hi.

When you come to the kitchen to help me, it'll give me a turn.

When are you going to fix the power thing?

I don't know. We're working on it.

You couldn't do anything

this morning, could you?

How could I?

There's food missing again.

I am either doddering

or someone's been stealing my food for weeks. Well then...

What's got into you?

Nothing. Why?

I don't know. I see your face. Something has got into you.

You hang out with Julia a lot these days, don't you?

So?

Well...

I don't want you to sunbathe with your boobs out.

I'm the one who should see them. I'm your husband.

Right?

Fuck!

I suit up for you, I put gel on, I become a wimp, whatever it takes.

And you... You act shameless on deck, like if you were a showgirl.

In front of 22 wankers.

That's it. I've said it.

-Come on. -OK.

Heartbeat: 70.

It's stable. Leave it.

Julia,

why don't you get some rest?

No. No, I'm staying with him.

You just saved his life. You can't do anything else.

Julia...

Stop being a doctor for two hours.

You don't have to be on a constant 24-hour shift.

Yeah...

OK.

I'll be hooked to my walkie. Here.

-Much better, don't you think? -Way better.

Now get the fuck out of my kitchen.

Come on, Salomé. Call me old-fashioned if you like,

but I like cigarettes without filter, phones with cable...

-And your wife with clothes on. -Hell yes.

I'll tell you something, Julián.

I have the right to do anything I want with my life.

-Very well... -To be with you or not.

You're not going to make me feel guilty, Salomé. Fuck!

I'm not the one embarrassing you.

Thinking that I'm still in my twenties.

-So what? -You're not in your twenties.

They are my tits. And I show them whenever I want.

Because they are mine and no one else's.

You're not keeping me on a short leash. Don't you think about it.

And if being yours means that,

I don't want to belong to anyone.

Eight and ten-volt floods are coming.

We're sailing on a hydro-electric power plant, Dad.

Fuck...

OK.

-Fuck! -Put some gloves on, you idiot!

If you don't obey, one day something terrible will happen.

What are you doing? What are...? Don't fucking touch me!

Ricardo.

-An electric storm. -I've never seen anything that big.

It's 22 miles away, it's not going to affect us

but we can measure the electricity on the water underneath the boat.

We're not going to take risks.

Julián, let's tack to starboard. We'll leave the storm in the Northeast.

That storm is the cause for the electric problems of the ship.

Because of it the sea is becoming an electrolyte.

The electricity comes to us through the sea.

When the storm disappears,

everything will go back to normal.

Julia...

you look gorgeous.

Captain,

can we talk?

Go, go.

I wanted to...

I wanted to...

tell you that we have a date.

-I see. -Not a conversation...

Not a meeting...

Not a...

debate...

But a date.

-OK. -Tonight.

I don't understand why we stare at each other at the dining room

instead of sitting together.

And we look for excuses to meet. We make the personal become professional.

Captain, I don't know...

Aren't you sick of thinking about what others may say?

I am.

Then what?

Because, from now on, I'm going to do anything I want.

-And not what I am supposed to do. -Of course.

I'm OK with the date.

Well... With the date and with everything else.

But there's a storm tonight.

Don't worry about the storm, Captain. I can stay the course.

Well, then I'll have to change and get ready for the date.

Where do we meet? And when? No...

I'll pick you up.

Well, then come to pick me up...

-in half an hour? -Sure.

And call.

Even if you don't see light on the wicket door.

You have her wrapped around your finger, right, Casanova?

I mean... Captain.

If you'll excuse me, I'm going to the rudder.

Fuck me!

The girls on the boat are getting warmed up.

If you really wanted to kill yourself,

you're an asshole.

For every reason you had,

I have one too.

But I'm still here.

Holding up.

I'm alone because I'm looking for answers that no one gives.

I'm alone because I got involved with the worst son of a gun on the ship.

He's the only one who can tell us the truth.

I lied.

I cheated.

I've been a dick.

You know what?

I would do it all over again.

Because someone has to do it, Palomares.

But I'm still here.

And I promise you, Palomares, that we'll get through this.

And we'll understand what happened.

But we have to do it together, my friend.

Promise me.

Promise me.

Have you heard...?

Ta-da!

Vilma, this is Manolito. Manolito, Vilma.

But you can call her Mom.

Look at that little thing.

-Hi, cutie... -Careful, he bites.

Where did you get it from?

-Do you like it? -Yes.

It's for you. Well, for you and for the baby.

Its meat has the same proteins as the red meat. Vitamin B3 and folate.

Which avoid spina bifida during the pregnancy.

-If we feed it well, in a month... -Piti, stop. Stop it.

You're great and I love your gift, I swear.

But I'm not eating it.

-Why? -Well...

You can't make me take care of this thing,

feed it and walk it,

and then, when I get fond of him, you want me to kill him and eat him.

I see...

Well... Well, then, if we don't eat him, we'll keep him as a pet.

-Sure. -No?

If we can't have a dog, we'll have a duck.

The whole family.

Darling, the baby is going to be fine.

Take care of me. If I'm fine, the baby is fine.

And giving me gifts like this, you take perfect care of me.

-Sure? -Yes.

-Don't you want to eat it? -No, I don't.

It's a mallard.

It's a mallard.

It's a short-flight duck. It doesn't migrate.

-Everything is written here. -OK, Bubble.

It won't escape, then.

But, then... where did he come from?

-What do you think? Better? -Yes.

Are you going to dance?

I don't know.

Maybe we do. Come on, sleep.

If you are going to dance, you should put your shoes on.

What is it? Why don't you go to sleep?

You've already had many dates.

Well, not so many.

Just three.

Do you think this is going to be the one

and that from now on you'll be together?

I think so.

And why do you think so?

Because this time it was her who asked me out.

Let's take you to bed, little one.

Up.

Julia, do you hear me?

Julia, do you hear me?

-Hello? -Palomares has a noise in his chest.

As if he had asthma or a pressure cooker. It's increasing.

-His temperature is rising. Julia. -Yes. I'm coming.

It won't be possible for me tonight.

I have to deal with something.

Stand in for me, José.

Let's go.

Come on in.

Wait for me here.

And don't go far.

At your service, princess.

Hold this for me. It's too big

-and I don't want it to fall. -OK.

-And whistle. -Whistle?

-Why? -So you don't hear me pee.

Swear not to tell anyone.

I swear it.

-Hi. -Hi.

-How are you? -Fine.

-It's electrified. -Yeah.

We spent the day without seeing each other and we meet here.

Yeah...

-It may have come stage by stage. -Maybe.

-It's perfectly possible. Ducks swim. -This isn't a sea duck.

And if he had stopped on the sea, there would be salt on his feathers.

But there isn't.

He didn't eat the cookies. He seems to be ill.

Maybe he has stomachache caused by nerves.

What? Nerves can cause stomachache.

This duck has not been in the sky or the sea.

It's weird.

Fuck! He's never been in a toilet, that's for sure. He just pooed.

-He just took a shit. -Yes.

Yes.

Do you need to go in? Because it's occupied and it will take long.

No.

Is there a girl in there?

What about that bracelet?

Well...

Shit, you caught me.

There's a girl in there.

Are you dating?

How can I say it...?

We're starting.

I'm glad for you. And for her.

-Sure. -Sure.

-We had to turn a new leaf, hadn't we? -Yes.

And now that one of us did it maybe we can be friends.

-And make everything work. -And leave tensions aside.

And brush each other without that meaning anything.

-Right. -Sure.

I'm glad for you.

I really am.

I'll introduce her to you one day.

Sure.

-Bye. -See you.

Do you want to be my boyfriend?

Well... Maybe when you're a bit older.

We can talk about it.

Come on.

I don't date my sister's boyfriends.

Good for you, Valeria. It will save you a lot of trouble.

-Julia, what's happening to him? -He's got a pulmonary edema.

The water in his lungs is suffocating him.

-Can't you take it out? -I can't even monitor him.

-He's suffocating, Julia. -Let him go!

He's in cardiac arrest. We're losing him.

What are you doing here? Didn't you have a date?

Yes, but she sent me a fax to cancel it.

We're getting better, right?

What about you?

I fucked it big time with Salomé.

And I had to leave the cabin so my head didn't explode.

And do you know why?

Because she went topless.

I don't give a fuck about the way she sunbathes.

I love seeing her tanned.

And now, for being an asshole,

I'm here.

Instead of sleeping with her, where I belong.

I've just lost a night by her side because of my pride.

And my nights...

They are numbered.

Epinephrine! In the metallic box.

-Where? -In the closet.

-This one? -Yes.

He's not responding.

Julia, what do we do?

I need power, Gamboa.

If we can't turn on the defibrillator, we'll lose Palomares.

-The emergency power system. -I'll go!

-Eh, wait. -What?

You stay here and help Julia. I'll go.

Wow...

Now you're interested in someone's life?

-Five... -Well,

as I said, some of the people on this boat are the chosen ones.

It wouldn't be OK if they died, right?

Five...

Five...

One...

Five.

Is the storm so bad that we're already drinking, gentlemen?

At the moment, we don't give a damn about the storm.

Your father here

is fucking up his relationship by excess.

What about yours?

Well... Mine doesn't settle

by defect.

Well, then...

If you want to join the club, you'll need a story as sad as ours.

Let's see what you think about it.

I've... I've become friends...

with the girl I've fallen in love with.

Because it's impossible to be with her.

OK, you're in.

What is it?

Let's go.

Ramiro, help me.

Connect it, quickly!

Done.

Come on.

Again!

Come on.

Again!

Come on. Come on!

Come on!

CHARGING

Again!

No.

Come on.

Three, four, five.

Three, four, five.

-Julia, that's enough. -It's not enough!

Four, five.

There are seeds.

Bubble, I wouldn't mind even if they were coins.

Could you leave the shit alone and clean it up, please?

Yes.

Now, if he had been on the sea,

he would have eaten sea things,

but there are no fishes nor seaweed.

Just seeds.

If he has seeds in his bowels,

-that means he ate not long ago. -But seeds don't float on the sea.

Are you saying that this duck was on land?

Two or three days ago at the most.

Where's Vilma?

Time of death: 2:44.

-Go upstairs, come on. -No.

Julia...

You've done enough.

I'll take care of everything.

Leave me alone, please.

I'll inform the captain and...

And then I'll close this up.

Julia, come on.

Gamboa, please.

The wind changed and the storm is coming right at us.

-Strength and direction: Southwest. -I'll take care of it. It won't touch us.

I'll leave it on the starboard side.

You better...

Because if it reaches us, we're fried.

Pray to God for him to be right.

Nowadays, I don't know what is in God's hands and what isn't.

Whatever it is, I bet there's a solution.

Julia...

Palomares?

Is he dead?

-Yes. -Why?

Cardiac arrest.

When was it?

A few minutes ago.

OK, there's still time.

Here.

-It's not charged. There's no power. -How can you say there's no power?

We're surrounded by it. The boat is full of power.

What do you want me to do?

To use it! To fucking use it!

-Vilma. -We have to find power.

Captain,

turn around. We have to enter that storm.

What happened?

Palomares died, Dad.

His heart stopped. We don't have power for the defibrillator.

But if we can get an electrical discharge, we'll be able to revive him.

-And where do you expect to get it from? -From lightning.

Do you want a bolt of lightning to reach us to revive Palomares?

Yes.

Of course. A human heart can move with only one microvolt.

The arrest is reversible if the muscle is stimulated within 10 or 15 minutes.

-Less than five minutes have passed. -Right.

There's a lightning rod at the mainmast.

We could take the power to land.

Do you want to risk everyone's life to play God? Well, then...

Julián,

now it's Palomares life which is at risk.

We're on a 500-tonne metal boat.

If we enter that storm, it will be like sitting on an electric chair.

Captain, please...

Death has its stages.

And maybe there's no irreversible neurological damage yet.

If that happens, there will be no way back.

Dad.

I know the possibilities are one in one million, but it can work.

We just have to divert a minimum part of the power.

You know that Ramiro can do it.

It can be done.

Dad, please.

Fuck me!

If doctor fucking Frankenstein could do it, why wouldn't we?

-Let's go. -De la Cuadra,

-tack 45 degrees to port. -Right.

Let's catch some lightning.

Captain, that's crazy. A bolt of lightning can create 300 million joules.

We only need 300. 300!

Are you mad or what?

-We'll fry him. -He's already dead!

Ramiro...

He's already dead, so think. Think.

We'll need...

transformers, accumulators,

-batteries... -We have all that.

Anything that absorbs energy and stops the crash. Loads of cable.

We could try to connect them to the mainmast's lighting rod.

With the cables and the transformers, we may be able to get enough power

to shake Palomares' heart without frying him

-or the boat. -Very good, Ramiro.

Good.

I trust you.

Let's go.

Come on, guys. We have to cover everything up.

Everything has to be isolated. Come on, quickly!

Come on, everybody go to the club.

-Life jackets. -Come on, life jackets.

-Come on, quickly. -Come on! Come on, guys!

Piti, connections!

Gamboa, unroll the cable!

Careful, be careful! Piti, the jump leads!

Ulises. Ulises, how are you doing?

-Are you wearing gloves? -What?

Are you wearing fucking gloves?

-No, I don't, but it's OK. -For Christ's sake!

-Then come back and put some gloves on. -There's no time, Dad.

When I return, I'll wash my hands. I swear. Over and out.

Ulises. Ulises!

Shit! For fuck's sake!

-Gamboa, help me! Give me the cable! -On it.

Come on!

-Eh! Throw it! -Sure.

Pull.

There's still activity on the retina.

But in nine minutes the neurological damage will be irreversible.

Help me.

Let's go.

Captain's orders.

-Come on, Salo, you go now. -Up, up!

Come on up. Come on!

Come on, pull!

Come on, come on! Everybody up here.

-Very good, guys. -Up.

Bubble, darling, don't stay here. Go upstairs, come on.

-Pull! -Go upstairs, darling.

Everyone go upstairs.

There, stop!

Is it true what they say? That Palomares is dead?

Is it true?

Come on.

Careful. Be careful. OK.

We're going to put these. One here, one here, one here.

Three, three and three. Do it yourselves, OK? Come on!

Quickly, come on.

Ramiro.

-It's going to work. -It has to.

Dad, do you hear me?

Wind strength is increasing from eight to nine.

-We're moving away from the storm. -Do you think I don't know that?

We are chasing the storm.

Come on. Come on.

Captain, we're running out of time.

Why the fuck doesn't a bolt of lightning reach us?

We are the only solid thing in a million miles away.

The sea is electrified.

This boat is insignificant.

Get ready.

A bolt of lightning is going to reach us.

Julia.

-He's alive! -What?

Yes!

Yes! Yes!

You're great, Ramiro!

I love you.

I love you.

How are you feeling?

Exhausted.

Everything hurts.

That's what happens when you die.

Die?

Why did you jump?

The wind made the Bible fall into the sea.

-Palomares! Is everything OK? -And I jumped.

-I jumped to get it. -Palomares! Man overboard!

I didn't even think about it.

It was the last Bible in the world.

And I'm the last priest, Julia.

I had to save it.

Captain,

we have to tell you about Manolito.

Manolito will have to wait.

But...

The truth is I don't know where to start.

I guess I'm sorry.

Don't worry.

I totally understand.

You know what?

I'm not the kind of girl... that takes a leap of faith.

I need to have everything under control

and I run away from embarrassing situations.

And emotional things...

are very difficult to me.

I'm not...

I'm not an easy girl.

Well... I'm a widower,

father of two children

and captain of a boat at world's end. I'm not an ordinary man either, am I?

Captain, I...

I don't know what's happening between us.

But I do know that I love it and that it makes me very happy.

And that I want for it to last as long as possible.

And that I don't want you to stop coming for me.

And that I want to keep getting nervous because I don't know what to wear.

Well, then...

We'll go slowly.

I'll take all the time in the world

to take your hand and I'll wait even more

to kiss you for the first time.

I want this journey to be endless.

Captain.

Manolito can't wait because he's the most important passenger on the ship.

Captain,

this duck

knows where land is.

-First mate! -Ah!

What are these? The same pills your wife took.

-They're mine. -Why the fuck did you tell my wife

-that you're the one with cancer? -There's wind coming.

What's all this dust?

-Julia, what's happening to Bubble? -Is it the air? Is it polluted?

Great.

I leave the convent. I don't believe in God anymore.

From now on, the priest is available.

-Now he's not a priest, you like him. -Maybe it's you who like him.

-Do you want us to have a secret date? -No! He's a bastard.

And you don't realize it but he's using you.

If the duck ate 12 hours ago,

we're 12 hours away from land, a 12-hour duck-flight away.

He must know how to get home.

Can you build a long reach tracking system with all this?

-The duck is gone. -The duck disappeared.

-Where the fuck is the duck, Julián? -What did you do with the duck?

Subtitles: Teresa Pitarch Porcar