All language subtitles for El.Barco.S02E14.La.noche.de.Reyes.720p.BluRay.FLAC2.0.x264-SbR_track4_eng

PREVIOUSLY...

The cancer is spreading
faster than I thought.

He could be entering a new stage.

You tell Salomé
about imaginary apartments

and bringing children into the world
and you can't even tell her you're sick.

Someone broke into the ship last night.

They kidnapped Julián and Bubble.

Maybe we have something to celebrate soon.

Another little sailor.

Let us out. Let us out. Let us out!

Yesterday I kissed you
and now I'm doubting myself.

I'm in love with Vilma.

I'm sorry for those of you who believe,

but I'm leaving the priesthood from today.

No one takes me seriously, Palomares.

Would you go out with a girl like me?

Of course I would.

I don't want to do that to Piti.
He chose me.

Vilma, there are things you cannot choose.

Things you don't think,
you just feel them.

Come on, guys, don't stop.
Now it's the best part, right?

The final kiss.

No, right. You already kissed earlier.

In the classroom, right?

Is it possible to love two people at once?

I need you to be a priest again.

Bubble and Uncle Julián aren't missing.

-Then, where are they?
-They're traveling.

Like Ainhoa and Ulises?

-Yes, sweetie.
-Daddy,

I don't want to be on the ship anymore.

I'm tired. Can we go now?

I didn't realize until this morning
you're the most important person for me.

Are you OK? Yes?

-Ricardo. Julia!
-No, no!

Julia! You're OK. You're OK.

Don't worry, honey. You're OK.

Bubble, what the hell did they do to you?

Dear Three Wise Men,

some ugly things happened this year

and I'm not very happy,

but I'll try to smile,

because if I don't smile,
that makes Daddy sad.

I told you, you shouldn't do
any do-it-yourself in your state.

Here we go again.
The doctor is testing me all the time.

The last one just ten minutes ago.
I feel fine, goddammit!

It's just that I'm fucking cold,
like everyone else.

-Look, 5C.
-Now you're talking about the weather.

Julián, you're sick,
even though you're better now.

You should be lying down, resting.

Ricardo.

No offense,

but you know this illness.
Your wife died from it.

And you know I'll spend
too much time in bed. For sure.

How much time do I have left?
Two months before I get sick again?

Because I will, that's for sure.

Like all folks
with this thing in their bodies.

I feel fine now. I'm fine.

I'll use the time to build
Salomé and the baby the apartment.

If I find the string.
I'm sure she took it, that woman.

-For the stew.
-I think it's in the kitchen.

This year I wanted to ask
for a clown teddy bear,

a doll that pees, a captain hat,

a makeup case like Ainhoa's.

Is "hippo" spelled with two "p"?

I don't know.

But I don't feel like asking for anything

because Mom and Ainhoa are not here.

And we don't have
Christmas lights or tinsel.

It doesn't feel like Christmas.

So, I don't think you'll come.

-The things...
-I saw it in the cupboard.

-Letters for the Three Wise Men.
-You're writing together?

You'll get some charcoal.
Your face is so cold.

There are so many things in there!

Where can the string be?

Sweetie, what are you doing?
Why are you tearing your letter?

Why do I need a letter?

So the Three Wise Men
can bring you some presents.

But they're not going to come.

They're not? Why?

Because camels can't swim.

Who told you camels can't swim?

Miss Maika told us camels couldn't swim.

Miss Maika? Listen to me.

The Three Wise Men's camels
are magical, like them.

Otherwise, how do you think
kids from Tenerife get presents?

Or from any other island? Yeah.

I once met a boy from Minorca.

And he had a bike

that he got from Balthazar.

Yes, Bubble is right.

If you want to get presents,
you have to send the letter.

And how can I send it
if we don't have a mailbox?

At sea people send letters inside bottles.

People have done that
since the age of pirates.

We'll stick the pieces together
and we'll send it by sea post.

-Watch it.
-Let's look for the corners.

Here's a corner. First the four corners.

Do you want to stick it?
Sure, there it is.

I think the size is wrong.

Hi, beautiful.

Sol! Sol, look.

I finished it.

-You're so pretty.
-Cool!

Damn, Estela! You're the first ox
in a living nativity scene

that has some XXL udders
instead of testicles!

That's it!

-Estela, you're so pretty.
-You're hot!

Piti, you're so disgusting.

Don't get angry, Estela.

I actually prefer that.
I'd rather a pair of racks than testicles.

Piti.

If Estela's costume doesn't seem
real enough to you,

why don't you lend her your cuckold horns?

-That's it!
-Bravo!

-Come on, Piti.
-You know what, Sol?

In open relationships,

-it's not cheating.
-Yeah. That's right.

Sure. Of course.

You have an open relationship?

Yes, it's an open relationship.

We can screw around a little.

We can have affairs, have a fling...

Like I had with Estela.

Yeah!

-You're an asshole.
-Or with Dulce or even with the Doctor.

Yeah!

But maybe this is too complex
for your provincial brain to understand.

That's what it is.

I'd rather have
a provincial brain, Piti...

Watch it, girls.

...than one that doesn't let me see
my relationship is dead.

Your relationship with Vilma
is over. Finito.

If it's dead, why didn't she tell me?

Why didn't she break up with me?

I don't know, Piti.
Maybe she feels guilty.

She's fond of you, she pities you.

Some things you don't have to say aloud.

Accept it.
You and Vilma are not together anymore.

Sweetie, can I read your letter
to see what presents you want?

No, Daddy, it's not for you.
You can't read it.

Yeah, it's like when you blow
your birthday cake candles.

If you tell what you wished for,
it doesn't come true.

It's the same with the Three Wise Men.

-Right, first mate?
-Yeah, sure.

With your birthday,
with the tooth fairy...

Even more with the Three Wise Men.
If you tell, you spoil it for sure.

Or maybe not.

What if the letter has spelling mistakes?

It's not right to send them
a letter with spelling mistakes.

They'll think you don't go to school
at the ship and that's not true.

Daddy, spelling mistakes don't matter.

Kids have spelling mistakes,

but the Three Wise Men don't care.

I don't have that many.

"Hippo" is written
with a double "p", right?

You asked for a hippo?
What the hell do you want a hippo for?

Because it keeps you company.

Wait! Wait, sweetie.

I'll throw it. You go inside
or you'll get a cold out here.

I'll throw it to the sea later.
Come on, go inside!

No, Daddy. It's my letter
and I want to throw it.

No!

You're as dumb as a post.
It's your fault she threw the letter.

How can I learn now...?

How can I know if the Three Wise Men
get the letter or not?

Bubble, do you have any idea
what Valeria asked for?

No.

What's wrong, my darling?
Why that long face?

What's wrong?

I wrote the Three Wise Men a letter...

-That's great!
-...and I threw it in the sea.

There aren't any Christmas trees
to leave the presents under

and the world disappeared,

so I don't think they'll come.

My love, my little princess,

listen to what Salomé
is going to tell you.

Even though the world disappears,

even though the sun and the moon set

and don't come back ever again,

the Three Wise Men are magical.

And they always come. Always, darling.

I think they won't this time.

Valeria covered her bottle wrongly

and it's sinking.

The Three Wise Men won't find it
30 meters down.

Valeria won't get any presents.

See why I wanted to know the presents?

In case there was an accident
and they didn't get the letter.

You should've been more obvious, man.
I don't get innuendos.

I'll drop anchor
to get down for the bottle.

I just realized

I said aloud what I asked for.

Bye, hippo.

Tighter, Ramiro.

You're going to explode.

No, Ramiro, Piti's right.

Have you ever seen an ox with breasts?

-No, right?
-No.

Valeria won't believe I'm an ox.

This is a living nativity scene, Estela.

It's OK if the kid recognizes us.

We have to enjoy Christmas, that's it.

How is it?

I'll go look for more bandages.

Vilma.

Vilma!

Vilma, why didn't you break up with me?

Why haven't you dumped me yet?

-Not now, Piti.
-Now, Vilma!

Now.

I get it.

You hear me?

Everyone has their good and bad days.

I get you have doubts.

I even get you made out with Palomares.

What I don't get is you don't say it
to my face if you don't love me.

Right now. To my face!

Vilma.

Vilma, please, don't go.

Vilma, I'm going to stay up here
until you tell me you don't love me.

You hear me, Vilma? You hear me?

Sol, Sol!

Don't even think of getting me down.

Or I swear I'll get loose
and I'll break two ribs.

I mean it. I have the right
to wait here for an answer.

OK?

Vilma will come.

She has to.

What's this for?

Call me if you need anything.

Be careful with those pills.
They're pretty strong.

I'm telling you
because they knocked me out.

I'm not going to use heavy machinery.

-I have a fever.
-Let me see. Let me.

It's a little high.

Not much, but it's high.

-Are you OK?
-Yes.

-Are you sure?
-Sure.

I need to ask you a huge favor.

-We have a Christmas crisis cabinet.
-What is it?

There isn't enough marzipan for everyone?

That, too. It's the kid.

Since we don't have
a fir tree or a parade,

she doesn't think
the Three Wise Men will come tonight.

That's not right.

So we are planning a TV-like Christmas.

With a living nativity scene
to create an atmosphere

and a seaweed tree and a parade.

Do you want to be Balthazar?

Are you asking me

to dress up as one of the Three Wise Men?

Gamboa, don't be a jerk.

It's for the girl.

If you want to do something for Valeria,

make sure she has in mind
it's most likely she dies on this ship.

Same as everyone.

So it's true what the whole crew
says about you.

Really? And what do they say?

That you don't care
about anyone, but yourself.

Call it survival instinct.

People like you end up all alone.
Have that in mind.

You end up like abandoned dogs.

-Hi, Salomé.
-What?

-I was looking for bandages.
-Come in, then.

Bye.

Which one would you leave out tonight?

These are my lucky ones.

These I wear a lot
and I like them, too.

But my flippers are bigger
and more presents can fit in there.

Which one? Which one?

Bubble, come. Sit down here.

I have to tell you something.
You're not going to like it.

But you have to know.

The Three Wise Men are not going to come.

Yes, they are.

It's their night. It's Twelfth Night.

And they have to come.

But they don't know where we are.

Mom told me the Wise Men
always follow the Christmas Star

and they won't find us out here at sea.

Maybe they don't even exist anymore.

No, that's not true.

The Three Wise Men always come.

They come if you believe
in them and in Christmas.

But you don't believe in them.

Your letter sank to the bottom
of the ocean, just so you know.

You're out of your mind.

That bottle is 22 meters deep.

It's less than four fucking degrees
down there.

Our wetsuits are not for this.
Ricardo, they're not for this.

That's paper thin.
You're going to have a fit.

-Can't you see that?
-You're the one who can't see.

-What?
-Valeria is the only child on this ship.

She has no friends.
Her sister is not here.

This is her first Christmas
without her mom.

If she doesn't have the presents
she wrote in that letter tomorrow,

she would've lost
the hope and the magic of Christmas.

Do you get that?

I don't think Valeria wishes

to recover her dad
frozen to death from the seabed.

You were building the apartment
for Salomé and your baby this morning.

-Here we go.
-Why were you doing that?

You're dying.

But they're more important.

I'm going down for the letter
full of my daughter's wishes.

And I'm going to take my wetsuit.

And a bottle of rum.
If we're immersing in the freezing water,

we'll have to get warm inside.

Hi, Ernesto.

How is it going with that fever?

Right, I understand.

The pills, I'm feverish. I'm dreaming.

If this is a dream,
you won't mind coming with me, right?

No, don't worry.

It will be a very short journey.

This is Colombia.

The shacks at Cazucá.

I used to live here until I was 11.

-It's my house.
-Home, sweet home.

Don't you recognize him?

It's your dad.

Ernesto!

Come, son.

This is you.

I recognize that box.

I promised you you would have
your present this Christmas.

Kittens!

I love them! Thanks, Dad.

-Merry Christmas, son.
-I'll take very good care of them.

It's the best Christmas present ever.

I'll call this one Mini.

I'll call this one Lightning.

-And this one...
-No.

You're only naming one of the kittens.

-What about the rest?
-You can only keep one.

We can't feed them all.

Choose one.

-Where will the other ones go?
-To the river.

Only the one you choose will survive.

Come on! Choose one. What? You want me
to throw all of them into the river?

Choose one, Ernesto.

Come on!

Ernesto. Ernesto!
Don't you ever forget this.

You always have to be
the one who survives.

Always.

Ernesto, you were taught that as a kid.

That you had to be cruel to survive.

You rescued a kitten,
but the rest sank in the river.

Poor cats, poor child.

Poor Ernesto.

I'm a mess.

I'm scared to death.

I'm a twenty-year-old girl.

I'm pregnant.

I have a boyfriend
who's not the father of my child,

and who's wonderful.

And I kissed

a boy who's also wonderful.

And I have no idea
of what my feelings are.

That sounds familiar.

Yeah, like...

...more than 2000 years ago,

there was a girl who was also pregnant

and who gave birth
in a manger in Bethlehem.

Yeah. And she was with Saint Joseph,
who was a great guy.

-Right.
-He wasn't the father of her child.

-Are you telling me some tall tale?
-No.

The point of the story never was
whether Saint Joseph was the father,

the important thing

is how he was inside.

That.

-It moved.
-What?

Look.

What about you?

What's inside you?

I think...

...deep down, we are as we've always been.

And I'm a priest, Vilma.

Right.

That's why
instead of asking me for a date,

you came here to talk
about Jesus Christ and Saint Joseph.

We haven't even tried
and look where we are.

I'm a priest again.

That's what I am.

I can't believe this.
You two are as purple as an eggplant.

Sit down so I can get your hair dry.

How could you even think
of letting Ricardo get in the water?

If cancer doesn't kill him,
you'll be the one who does in the end.

I don't understand why you had
to get into the water, I really don't.

They got down
because Valeria and the Captain

think the Three Wise Men won't be coming.

If they don't,
Valeria won't get any presents.

Give me that, Ricardo. Give me the letter.

Your fingers are too cold
and you can't feel anything.

Here you are.

Let's see.

The ink ran a little.

-Let's read it.
-Let's see.

A clown...

-...teddy bear.
-Yeah.

A doll that pees.

A captain hat.

A makeup case.

A wa...

A wall board.

-A wall broad.
-A little broad?

Let me see.

-Here.
-Look there.

-A little...
-A bracelet?

-A little broad.
-A little brother!

-A little brother.
-Yeah, right.

-Valeria wants a little brother.
-A little brother!

-A little brother...
-A little brother!

But babies are brought by storks.

If the Three Wise Men brought them,

babies would be hanging from their camels.

Yes, but that's
the captain and the doctor's business.

Come on, Salomé.

-Stop that.
-You'll have to start working on it.

If Valeria wishes for a little brother,

we'll have to give her one
because it's Christmas.

So I'll tell Julia to dress up.

Don't be such a big mouth
and stop your matchmaking.

I have six hours to build
a makeup case and a doll that pees.

You know?

You can't read
children's letters, first mate.

Then, they won't get their...

Damn it.

Why...?

Why are your fingernails yellow?

They're

yellow.

Fuck me.

All of them.

Turn to the left.

Come on or we'll lose him.

Come on!

-We're losing him.
-Hurry up!

We're losing him, Julia.

Bring him to the sick bay.
There's no time.

This is the present. It's Twelfth Night.

The fever was caused by a pneumonia.

And pneumonia was caused
by a septic shock.

It doesn't look good.

Am I dying?

What? It isn't what you expected?

Gamboa, a superman
who survived gunshots and stabbing

is now dying from a simple pneumonia.

Fifty beats and dropping.

Julia, it's lower than 50 beats.

His kidneys collapsed.
He needs a transplant.

-Either he gets a kidney or he'll die.
-I'll do it.

No one will die on my ship
if I can avoid it.

Him or anyone else.

-Is he donating a kidney for me?
-It's great as a Christmas present.

Giving you a kidney in the end
of the world is like giving you life.

I wouldn't give him
even a drop of my blood.

Life is not some barter, Ernesto.

Fortunately for people like you,

one doesn't exactly get what one gives.

"Onychomycosis is an infection
which gives nails a yellow tint." Right.

"Firstly, nails will become wrinkled."

Bubble, come,
can you see any wrinkles here?

I can't see anything.

"Onychomycosis causes nail fold severance

and its loss of contact
with the underlying matrix,

which is followed
by the nail detachment." Great.

"Onycholysis refers

to the detachment of the nail
from the nail bed.

It can partially or totally come off,
even if it's attached to the nail matrix."

What the hell is this?

What are you doing?

You're causing interference
with my walkie talkie.

It's as if you were sending out
short waves.

That's weird.

What the hell, short waves?
Fucking talk simple, man!

You are charged with a lot of electricity.

As if you had some batteries
for breakfast.

Maybe that's
why your fingernails are yellow.

-What is that?
-Glasses to see electricity,

energy, radioactive charge.

You're very close.

Go back.

What does "oh" mean?

What?

You are charged with a lot of electricity.

You're so shiny.
You look like a Christmas tree.

What are you saying?

That I'm a goddamned transistor?

And I emit radioactivity?

Hi.

Oh, boy! I talked with Salomé

because I thought
we'd dress as the Three Wise Men.

But it seems you found another costume.

And you can wear it when you feel like it.

No, it's not a costume I can wear
whenever I feel like it.

I'm a priest again.

Well, Palomares,
I don't think being a priest

is like quitting smoking.

You don't quit and then you smoke
a couple of fags the next month.

A couple of masses in this case.

Anyway.

I stopped being a priest because I thought
I was in love with Vilma.

Then, we kissed and...

It wasn't what I thought it would be.

It wasn't so fulfilling and...

God actually is.

Sometimes you have to try things
to understand what you really feel.

What do you feel, Palomares? Really. You.

Or Piti. He's trying to get dumped
because he doesn't dare to do it.

Or Vilma,

who is incapable
of looking at his boyfriend.

And you know what?

From my heart.

You guys put so much effort
in denying what you feel

that no one has the slightest idea
what their actual feelings are.

No one should play second fiddle.

And God even less.

Andrés, whatever you do,
I'll be here for you, OK?

Great, sweetie. Piti, everything OK?

That's right. Cover it all up.

Maybe all fir trees in the world
have sunk,

but we'll have a Christmas tree
in the ship until March at least.

Wasn't Palomares going
to dress up, as well?

-He can't.
-He can't...

Is it good or what?

Well...

Nowhere in the Bible says
Melchior had a limp.

Let's see if we can disguise
that wobble move, OK?

Less... you know. What do you think?

Right, but as it turns out, I have a limp.

And we limping people wobble.

Well, darling, I'm not black

and I'm gonna put make-up on
tonight to be Balthazar.

I'm just asking for a little less of this,
just a little more subtle.

Just a little Christmas spirit.
What do you think?

Salomé, as much Christmas spirit
as I might have,

I don't think those ten centimeters
that are missing from my leg will grow.

What shoe size do you wear?

-A 42. Why?
-I wear a 40.

I have a pair of sandals that can lift you
like five centimeters and a half.

Enough. It's over.

You can wear
the skirt and those party shoes.

-You think I'm a drag queen or what?
-What about a raised insole?

No. Forget it.

I'm not good for the part,
so you find someone else, OK?

Wait, Ramiro, my darling.

-Sol?
-No.

This is a Geiger counter.

And it's used to measure radioactivity.

What numbers is this junk showing?

It measured you have
more than 70 sieverts.

A person cannot have that much.

Or they die.

-This cannot be.
-Turn around.

How is that possible?
I didn't do anything.

-Arms.
-I wasn't in contact with anything.

-What's wrong now?
-It's the same thing.

-When did you get surgery?
-I didn't.

You did.

They fucking gave me some shots
on my back over there.

When I was kidnapped. What is it?

That's not a shot.

It's a scar that's more
than two centimeters long.

Look.

-You underwent surgery.
-What the hell?

You got the radioactivity through there.

Bubble, listen, come here.
Not a word to anyone, alright?

-Not a word, OK?
-Not a word.

It will be our secret.

-A Three Wise Men secret, OK?
-The Three Wise Men.

Yeah. Now what's important
is putting our shoes under the tree.

-Come on.
-Sure!

Let's make it quick.

-Hi, Salo.
-Hi, sweetie! Wrap up, it's cold.

Where were you? What are you doing
here naked in this cold?

Well, you know.

The Doctor insisted on doing
some tests again.

Well, you have a mission
to do for the Polar Star.

-Really?
-Yes.

You have to dress as a Wise Man
for the parade for the girl.

I left the costumes in the cabin.

I'll be Balthazar.
Who do you prefer, Melchior or Caspar?

None of them, Salomé.

When she sees us,
she'll know it's us. That's so lame.

Plus, I don't feel like having a parade.

Take your jacket. It's cold.

Silent night

Holy night

All is calm, all is bright

Round yon Virgin Mother and Child

Holy infant so tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly peace

Sleep in heavenly peace

Piti, I told you twice already
to get down from there. Come on.

Trust me. Stop fooling around
and enjoy the party.

No, Captain. I'm sorry,
but I can't. I told Vilma.

Have you ever been in love?

If you have, you'll know you must fulfill
everything you say to your girlfriend.

Even though you look
like a fool hanging like this,

and you get some chafing down there
and you walk like Robocop for a week.

It doesn't matter.
You must be true to your word.

And I'm meeting her here
so she gives me an answer.

If I get down and she doesn't see me here,
she'll think I was lying.

Do you understand me?

Let's go over that table.

We'll put this there.

-You look pretty, Salomé.
-Thanks, Ricardo.

Attention, everyone.

This may be the last time
we drink champagne,

so let's make the most of it and toast.

I know Christmas is not
an easy time for many of us.

And this year
the absence of our loved ones

can be harder than any other Christmas.

Nonetheless, we have
a wonderful reason to celebrate.

And it's we are alive.

That means wind can change
direction any time

and everything can be better
at the stroke of a pen.

We still have lots of things to do.

And lots of adventures to enjoy.

And maybe one of those things to come

is the right one.

The one we are all hoping for.

Finding land.

Happy Twelfth Night, everyone.
Merry Christmas.

-Happy Twelfth Night.
-Merry Christmas.

Happy Twelfth Night, Julia.

Happy Twelfth Night, Captain.

What about the parade?

If it's true
the Three Wise Men are coming,

where is the parade?

Maybe since we're sailing
and we're moving,

the Wise Men are looking for us.
That's why we can't see the parade.

But I'm sure they're coming tonight
to bring us some presents.

See, Daddy? They won't find us.

Valeria.

Valeria!

Come on.

BRAIN DRAIN

Sol.

Sol, are you there?

Sol, you don't have to answer
if you're sleeping.

Over.

No, I'm not sleeping.

Are you OK?

Yes, I'm great, Sol. I couldn't be better.

Everyone and their dog went to bed.
There isn't a soul in here.

-Is Vilma sleeping with you guys?
-No.

-Piti...
-Damn, Sol.

I don't know, maybe...

Maybe I screwed up so much,
waffling back and forth...

Maybe it was a sign this was a mistake.

I don't believe
there are mistakes in a relationship.

Sometimes they're longer,
sometimes shorter.

Relationships that last for a lifetime
are as valuable

as the ones that end
with the toast of that first breakfast.

Piti, move on.

Do you want me to go and get you down?

No, Sol.

I'm not coming down.

I promised Vilma
I was always going to be there.

For better or worse.

And I'll stick to my word.

So I won't come down
until she does something.

Until she comes here
and has the courage to dump me.

Are you asking her to do something
and the only thing you have the guts to do

is keep hanging in there, waiting?

Piti, what if she doesn't come?

If she doesn't come,

you'll have an angel here for next year.

Who sleeps in here?

No one now.

Ainhoa and Ulises used to.

I'm sure they're fine.

They're young
and they're looking for land.

They'll let us know
as soon as they find it.

Don't worry. Come.

Are you coming or what, baby?

Salomé!

Yeah!

Well, the doll that pees
is working, right?

Let's wrap it and that's done.

Julia.

Thank you so much for helping me.

Without you, you know,

I could never have done it.

I felt uncomfortable
asking you to help me.

Yes, but anything is
uncomfortable for you.

It's also uncomfortable
to talk about our kiss.

I don't know.
Since the other day you...

I don't know. As if nothing happened.

What about you?
What do you want this Christmas?

Me? I don't know.

The typical things.
Being healthy and so on.

-And you?
-Me?

I wish that maybe next year
when your child is born,

you start acting like a person.

And you realize a child's dream
is the most important thing.

You're dead on the inside.

There. Sweet dreams.

Julia, I'm not avoiding talking
about the kiss. Really.

It's just that it didn't come up.

Maybe you didn't like the kiss.

I don't know why.
Maybe it was too short or too long.

Too wet, too dry. I don't know

-what happened.
-The kiss was very good.

The tempo, the length, the moisture.

It was a kiss...

A great kiss.

But it didn't do it for you.

-What?
-It's OK if it didn't do it for you.

Some kisses do it for you,
some kisses don't.

It did do it for me. A lot.

-Really?
-In every way.

-I don't mean I was aroused.
-You weren't?

There's a huge difference between doing it
for you and getting aroused. A huge one.

So you're telling me
you don't feel aroused with me?

No. I mean, I do. I mean...

I feel aroused and everything.

What I mean is it's not
as if I were a dirty horndog.

The arousing degree is...

...regular.

Do you want to hear something?

I like to get my partners aroused
and do it for them

to extraordinary levels.

-Aren't you kissing me goodnight?
-No.

Let's do something.

Listen.

I'll kiss you again.

And we'll see if it's doing it for us.

OK.

Did it do it for you?

It did.

It did it for me, too.

A lot.

Welcome to the future.

Can you recognize yourself?

Ernesto!

I brought you a banana
I just took from the tree.

Do you want me
to get you down to the beach?

You always ask me the same.

And I'll keep asking
until you tell me you do.

What? You don't, do you?

No!

OK, then.

Let's keep on reading
where we left off yesterday.

Let's see.

THE BOOGIE MAN AT THE END OF THE WORLD

"It seemed as strong as an ox,
but it was fragile and failing."

-Why are you so surprised?
-"That old man's soul..."

You knew you would end up alone.

What you didn't know is
you wouldn't end up abandoned.

"He lost what it was dearest
to him too soon.

And, too soon,
he became tough and old."

Don't you know who she is?

"He found out
one can distance oneself from everything

and that man..."

It's Valeria.

"You can't run away
from what it's inside of you."

It's ironic, isn't it?

The girl you didn't want to help out.

-"...not from what you feel."
-Is it...

Is it her who will take care of me
when I'm old?

We don't know.

This is just a possibility

among all the ones
that are in your hands.

Every one of us chooses
how we want our life to be in the end.

But sometimes we forget
there is nothing set on stone.

And the future is up to us.

It depends on all the choices we make
throughout our lives.

"He would have wished
to go back and start anew.

But it was too late.
The time had run out."

OK, I'm an idiot.

I know I have turned
from Your way. I know.

I know I have absolutely no right
to ask for anything,

but I'm doing it.

I need You to help me
get back my faith in You.

I made a decision and I only got
to hurt the people I love.

That's why I need to get back to You.

But You have to give me a sign.

Something to hold on to
so I can believe in You again.

I'm not asking You for a miracle.

I don't want loaves and fishes
or people walking on water.

It's not that.

Something small would be enough,
some trifle, but...

But I need something here and now
that tells me You're there.

That You're there and want me back.

I guess we have to talk.

That's what people usually do
in these cases.

Do you want to start?

Will you get me down?

Vilma.

It's better if we break up.

It's better if we're not together.

Don't you think?

Yes.

-Do you know why I dumped you?
-Why?

Because your belly is getting
a little chubby.

And I never really liked fat girls.

-What are you doing?
-Look, Salomé.

If the girl didn't have her parade
in the afternoon,

she'll have one in the morning.

Or my name isn't Julián.

You, Lazarus! Rise and walk.

-What is it, first mate?
-The Three Wise Men are coming.

Come on!

I already told Salomé
I wasn't going to do it.

I'm not asking you for anything.

It's an order.

You should air the room
every now and then.

Not a word.

The Christmas Star, Daddy!

Quick or you'll miss it! Quickly!

The Three Wise Men.

-Should I shoot another flare?
-No.

It's supposed to be the Christmas Star,
not a fireworks constellation.

Maybe the girl didn't see that.

How couldn't she? It's a goddamned flare!
That's what they're for!

-She must be sleeping.
-We can get back when you stop arguing.

The Wise Men were here, quick!

Come on, wake up!

The Three Wise Men have come!

MERRY CHRISTMAS

-Are you OK?
-Yes.

Thanks!

-Did you hear about the Wise Men?
-Yes!

JULIÁN DE LA CUADRA
TUMOR MARKERS ANALYSIS

-I knew it!
-Go, come on!

The Wise Men have come.

They brought presents for everyone.

For everyone!

I always loved Christmas.

Some people don't like it
because of traffic jams, queues at shops,

children screeching Christmas carols...

Christmas has its pros and cons.
It depends on how you look at it.

It's true you miss
the people that are gone,

but you can enjoy it more
with the people that are there.

Families argue more often,

but also hug more
in this time of the year.

-What's this?
-It's the doll that pees.

Yes, Christmas has two sides,
but I choose to see the good one.

If someone doesn't get it, they never saw
a kid waking up in their pajamas,

sneaking in at six in the morning
to find their presents under the tree.

They never sang a Christmas carol
with their arms around a friend.

They never started a diet on January 7,
and never ate leftovers the following day.

Piti.

Is someone there?

Now the world has ended,

now there aren't any neon lights
at Gran Vía or 99 cent stores,

now New Year is not celebrated
at Puerta del Sol square,

no hundred-dollar colognes
or shirts you can return within 15 days...

Now that none of that exists,

it's when we really appreciate the things
that can't be bought with money.

Captain, we hauled down the sails.

Do you order anything else?

Good job, sailor.

Thank you, Ramiro.

Thanks.

Uncle Julián, you were right!
The Wise Men have come!

-No way! I missed it.
-Quick!

-You were out.
-Look!

-Thank you.
-They're the Three Wise Men.

I didn't get anything.

Because they didn't find my bottle.

And now I don't have any presents.

I forgot about Bubble's presents
with the whole parade thing.

-I'm sorry.
-It's OK.

Poor thing. My darling.

Christmas is much more
than a bright ad at a mall.

I don't think you don't have
any presents. No way.

It's been so long
since I last read a book.

Even less a hardcover one.

Christmas is the time
when those small miracles make us live on.

This cannot be right.

What did you get?

What did you get?

There are more presents here!
There are more presents!

More presents?

Bubble.

The telescope. The telescope.

The telescope I wanted!

Bubble.

-The hippo.
-The clown teddy bear!

-Where are those presents coming from?
-What the hell?

-Was it you, Julián?
-Do you think I was out shopping?

And the water wings!

They're pretty.

See? Water wings, not a "little brother".

You read "bracelet"!

De la Cuadra! Captain.

Come.

It keeps you company, doesn't it?

What is it? What?

What is it?

You're cured.

There's no trace of tumor markers.

De la Cuadra.

You don't have cancer anymore.

Wait, Julia. That is impossible.

A prostate cancer doesn't remit
just like that.

Wait a minute. This cannot be true.

I was going to die and now I'm fine?
This must be a mistake.

There is no mistake.

They used nuclear radiation to treat
your lymphatic system while unconscious.

That's why you have high radiation levels.

But they will remit
just as the cancer has.

-But...
-It's not there anymore!

-It's... It's...
-It's a miracle.

Julián! Julián!

Baby...

When did you learn
you were going to die?

Two months?

-Less than that.
-It doesn't matter.

I lied to you

because I didn't want you to suffer.

You can't imagine how happy I am
knowing you're not going to die.

I'll lit a candle
to Saint Pancras every day.

And I'll pray
to our Lady of Miracles to thank her.

But I cannot be with a man
that lied to me.

That lied to me in such a...

...terrible and absurd way.

I'm pregnant. I'm carrying your child.

And you were dying silently.

Secretly.

No, sweetie.

You concealed from me you were dying.

I cannot be with you any longer.

I'm sorry.

I'm truly sorry.

Daddy, it's snowing. Quick, come here!

It's snowing?

My!

It's snowing.

That's weird.

Now we are the only ones left,

the best of presents are smiles, hugs,

and the affection from the people
you can always count on,

-because they're your family.
-It's snow!

The biggest family in the world.

It's snowing!

The telescope.

Don't forget to be happy this year.

Wherever you are.

In any corner of the world.

One!

According to Sun Tzu, the art of war
consists in deceiving.

Two, three!

It has to be land.

Ulises!

The Polar Star speaking.

Estela...

You are special.

You clown.

I don't trust you. I don't like you.

I am your captain!

Hey, let me go!

Polar Star, do you copy?

There's land, Captain!

We found it.

Subtitles: Iris César