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- [excited chatter]
- [rhythmic music playing]

[music fades]

[beat pulsing]

[indistinct chatter]

[cell door buzzes open]

[ominous music playing]

[man takes a deep breath]

[boss, muffled] I'll get you out of here,
but on one condition.

You'll have to work for me.

First, we'll go watch my daughter
at an event,

then we'll discuss your life choices.

You've made enough bad decisions.

And look where it's gotten you.

Eros, are you listening to me?

All right. Let's go.

Come on.

- [pulsing subsides]
- [dramatic string music playing]

[music intensifies]

[engine revs]

[boss] I'm very worried
about what's happening to Reese.

Someone's been stalking her
for months, and this has to stop.

So this is your job.

you're gonna look after her
and make sure nothing happens to her.

I know she's not telling me
half of what's happening,

'cause that's what she's like,
proud and stubborn.

But I can see it's taking its toll on her.

I think you can really help my daughter.

And I can help you.

[engine revs]

Now, let me down, and you know
where you'll be heading back to.

Eros.

Eros, are you listening to me?

[dramatic classical music continues]

[music building]

[spotlight rattling]

[speaking inaudibly]

[gasps]

- [Eros] Watch out!
- [Reese screams]

- [music ends abruptly]
- [audience gasps, murmuring]

[Reese breathing shakily]

[unsettling string music pulsing]

BAD INFLUENCE

[tense music subsides]

[boss] Someone tampered
with that spotlight.

The fact of the matter is,

it was inches away
from crushing my daughter's head.

Okay?

Excuse me?

[man speaking indistinctly on phone]

Don't go down that road, buddy.

Understood?

Good evening.

- [call disconnects]
- [boss] Fucking Brits.

[cell phone clatters]

[boss huffs]

[Eros] So yeah,
he went there, got me outta jail...

um... saying that he,
uh... he wants to help me.

I mean, help you with what?

You were supposed to get out
in three months anyway.

Well, what do I know? Mm...

I'm the one helping him, actually.

We went to this auditorium,
all fancy and luxurious and shit.

It was dope.

- [girl] Mm?
- And then we sat down for a minute.

This girl comes out,
all of a sudden, dancing...

A fuckin' amazing dancer, for real.

- She was doing this--
- [both laugh]

[Eros] She was good.
She was a great dancer. Don't laugh.

I'm being serious here.

And then I notice a...
a fucking loose cable.

LOL, observant as always, dude.

So I throw myself on her.

Huh? What? You threw yourself on her?

I threw myself to save her.

Jesus, Peyton. What the fuck?

- To save her, god damn it. To save her.
- I'm kidding, you idiot.

You're telling me that you,
after that whole ordeal,

decided to run off like a fucking outlaw?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, bro, yeah.

I did. It was like a reflex. I don't know.

I thought they were gonna blame me
or whatever.

Rich people are crazy sometimes.

Wait a minute. So your sugar daddy
is still trying to help you?

Or just road trips to the theater?
Just asking, y'know?

Well, yeah. He's giving me a job, right?

It's the only way
he could get me out of jail.

The three of us need to have regular jobs
if we wanna be able to bring Simón home.

I mean,
he could at least explain the job, y'know?

I mean... What's it been?
Um, four years since you heard from him?

- Right?
- Peyton, listen. Don't start, okay?

A job, yeah.

A little job.

A lit... tle... job.

- Little job.
- [laughing] You motherfucker!

You think you're funny, huh?

[loud whirring]

- [girl laughs] Right?
- Right.

- Yeah, okay.
- [both laugh]

- Okay, okay.
- Okay, okay.

[Reese and girl] Mm-hmm.

[news report playing on radio]

Eww. Ugh.

- Here you go, sweetie.
- Bleh.

- [boss] They're a lot healthier this way.
- Thank you.

[girl chuckles] But why, though?

I mean, it's the "hitting 50 crisis."

[chuckles] Forty-nine, baby girl.

I'm old enough as it is.
Don't go rounding anything up.

[notification plays]

What's up?

[phone chimes]

[man] Okay. I was gonna tell you tonight,
but he got here a little earlier.

- I found the solution to your problem.
- It's my problem, not yours.

- [boss] Trust me.
- No!

- [doorbell rings]
- It's an amazing idea.

That's what everyone says
about their bad ideas.

[Reese] Dad, please!

[hesitates] Come on... Listen! [sighs]

Seriously, that man's going nuts.
Like, totally nuts.

[Reese] Totally.

Hi.

What... What is this?

[chuckles] Well, this is a person.

And from now on,

he's gonna escort you
wherever you go to keep you safe.

Uh... Come on, Dad.
I can't believe you hired a... a bodyguard.

[boss] No, Reese. He's not a bodyguard.

He's just gonna look after you

and make sure
that you're free from harm is all.

That is the textbook definition
of a bodyguard, Dad.

[boss sighs, clears throat]

Eros, this is my daughter, Reese.

- Reese, this is Eros.
- [girl] Mm.

By the way... [clears throat]

...Eros rescued you
from the spotlight the other night,

so a little thank-you might be in order.

[girl] "Rescued"?

God, you men are all psychopaths.

I'm outta here, okay?

[sighs, huffs]

When will you stop treating me
like a child?

[scoffs] Mm.

And... that's my daughter.

[bright, rhythmic music playing]

[sniffles]

[chuckles softly]

[water splashing rhythmically to beat]

[Eros] Oof.

[exhales]

[rhythmic music intensifies]

[energetic music fading slowly]

[footsteps approaching]

[boss sighs]

Don't even think about it.

That's all I'm asking. Huh?

[Eros exhales]

[darkly intriguing music playing]

[Reese exhales deeply]

[Eros, quietly] Spoiled brat.

["Llorando en la limo"
by C. Tangana playing]

[indistinct chatter]

[introspective trap music continues]

[school bell rings]

[in French] Good morning.

You're our new student, right?

[in English] You there!

You're the new kid, right?

Yeah.

[in French] All right.

[in English] Don't speak French?

- [class laughs]
- [Eros] No, I don't.

And your name, please?

Eros.

[class chuckles]

[in French] Original.

Isn't there a special class for him?
He's going to slow us all down.

Don't worry about it, Raúl.
Let's get started.

Today, let's look at chapter 13.

Continental Rationalism. Descartes.

[door slams, echoes]

[indistinct chatter]

[in English] Can you back off a little,
if you don't mind?

My life was bad enough before.
Just don't make this my social suicide.

Your "social suicide"?
Sounds poetic, you know?

Check out this bracelet my mom bought me
for our trip to New York.

- It's Cartier.
- Cartier!

- Oh, wow!
- Pretty fetch.

- It's gorgeous.
- That's so cool.

[excited chatter]

What's up?

Reese, please don't be upset,

but they're posting memes
about you and your bodyguard.

[menacing music rises]

THE BODYGUARD

[friend 1] Hey, don't worry.
Maybe no one saw it.

[friend 2] Look, it could be worse.

It could be worse.

You could have someone ugly
shadowing you 24/7.

- [students laughing]
- [unsettling music building]

[friend 3] Are you okay?

- You're lucky I'm not into guys.
- [group laughs]

I mean, he's super hot. Come on. Like...

Girls, he has a nice body,
but he's totally sketch.

- And also, his name. Eros. What the fuck?
- [friend 3] Hi!

[friend 2] Eros.

- How cliché.
- [girls giggle]

[Reese] No fucking way.
Don't start, please.

[teasingly] "...in mind with your comforting
yet chaotic presence."

"Oh! Irresistible! So irresistible!"

- "Oh my God!"
- [girls laugh]

[friend 2] Let's face it,
objectively, he's totally my type.

[friend 3] Right. Because,
objectively, everyone's your type.

[indistinct, hushed chatter]

[unsettling music rises]

[menacing whispers swirl]

[nervous breathing echoes]

- [gasps] What the fuck are you doing?!
- Shh!

[under breath] Oh my God. That was...

[student] Shh!

[Raúl chuckles softly]

If you don't invite me
to your birthday party,

I won't invite you to mine.

[Reese huffs]

That's great. You got yourself a deal.

[pen clatters]

- [Raúl sighs]
- [menacing music resumes]

[Raúl clears throat]

All I want is for my ex-girlfriend,
who broke my heart,

to invite me to her party is all.

[Reese sighs]

Can you please just let me read?

[Raúl sighs]

- [music intensifies]
- [Reese sighs]

[students murmur]

[Raúl] What's your fuckin' problem? Huh?

[Reese breathing shakily]

[door slams]

[tense music fading]

[Eros sighs]

[calming instrumental music playing]

[indistinct whispering]

And remember, girls,
because I won't be repeating myself.

You must take this seriously
if you wanna get into the dance company.

Okay? All right? Let's go.

[soft, gentle piano music continues]

Girls, look over by the door.

[ballerinas whispering and chuckling]

[instructor] Quiet, girls.
What's going on?

Come on, let's go.

Reese, you'll start today. Let's go.

[bright instrumental music playing]

[hushed chatter]

[whispering continues]

- [joint cracks]
- [Reese gasps]

[instructor] Reese.

Come on, Reese.

[ballerinas murmuring]

Reese.

Come on. Next.

[moody instrumental music fades]

What did you do?

Excuse me?

What did you do to make them bully you?

Nothing. I did nothing.

And just so you know, I didn't fall.
They slashed my ballet shoes.

[quietly] Dumbass.

Here's what I wanna know.

Why did my dad put a random guy
in my house?

You know, I'm not that random.

Right.

So, who are you? It doesn't add up to me.

Why would my dad hire
someone my age to keep an eye on me?

Listen, maybe I am kinda random,
but I am older than you.

Four years older.

[Reese sighs]

[Eros huffs]

My parents died when I was a kid.

In an accident.

And I'm not sure you know,
but your dad donates to a charity.

Every kid was assigned an adult.

So he would show up every six months
to ask if I did my homework.

He'd say, "You're getting so tall!"

But above all,
he'd give me an envelope with cash in it.

Didn't he ever stick,
um... one of my drawings on your fridge?

A photo or anything?

[Reese sighs]

Do you have any other family?

No.

Well, yeah.

Simón is like a little brother to me.

He's Diego's brother.
He's in foster care right now, actually.

And Peyton, Diego, and I look after him.

We need steady jobs
so that Simón can come live with us.

They're my family.

That's why I took this weird job, Russell.

Or do you think my only goal
in life is to follow you everywhere?

[chuckles]

My mom also passed away when I was a kid--

[Eros] No, don't do that.

- Don't do that.
- [Reese] Do what? I didn't even--

Don't think your life is like mine
just because we both lost parents.

Just... [sighs] ...don't.

[Reese sighs]

Do not come inside.

Wouldn't want to.

[Reese huffs]

[dance music thumping in distance]

[Eros] Mm.

[sighs]

[cell phone chimes]

WHAT U DOING?

[Eros chuckles]

[excited chatter in distance]

["Los perros" by Arde Bogotá playing]

[guy 1] Okay, okay. My turn again.

Who would you run over?

A 90-year-old nun who wants to fuck you,

or, uh... three homeless bums?

[guy 2] Dude, the bums, obviously.
They're poor.

[girl] Come on, man.
Just picture this horny,

mad toxic, annoying nun

who really wants to get,
like, real nasty with you.

[guy 3 scoffs]
Just picture Sister Manuela, dude.

- Hi.
- Hi.

How are you?

[Eros sighs]

Are you Reese's boyfriend?

Not at all.

- We're--
- What are you?

Cousins? [scoffs]

Sure.

Cousins who fuck?

And, um... is it true they pay you--

What are you doing?
I said, "Don't come inside."

I was bored.

[guy 1] Time for the PowerPoint party!

- [girl] Let's go!
- Time for what?

Which one of us will die first?
We're about to dive in real deep.

How many degrees of separation
between me and Taylor Swift?

Couples at our school...
if they were bags of potato chips.

Tonight, I will explain

the cheerleader effect.

I'm sure you're wondering
what that is, right?

It's a cognitive bias that...

[friend] Your dumbass ex
is trying to be funny again.

[whistles, exhales]

Should I explain
the meaning of "cognitive"? Or...

[guests laugh]

Okay. Great. [laughs]

I'll continue.

[coughs] Which gives us
the impression that somebody

is more attractive
than they objectively appear

because of the group they're in.

For example, who do you think

out of these three...

well, you know,
is the girl who benefits the most

from the cheerleader effect?

Claudia,

Mary,

or Reese?

[imitates drumroll]

Reese, Reese, Reese, Reese!

WINNER

Russell.

As an example,
my hypothesis is that Reese...

has never been that popular.

And most definitely,
she's never really been hot.

[guests murmuring uncomfortably]

She's never been cool.

What is she? A six?

When it comes to...

[friend] Come on, Ed Sheeran.
Enough. The show's over.

[scoffs] Ed Sheeran?

What are you doing, you fat fuck?

- [chuckles]
- [Raúl scoffs]

You are so pathetic.

You know, you're an example
of what happens to weird guys

who watch videos of random men
who happen to have crabs.

Ah...

Yas, queen! Say it! [laughs]

Sure, you should take that condom
off your head before you say anything.

It makes you look fucking ugly.
That's the first thing.

And Karol, did you know that
on those websites, there are other videos?

Like tutorials on how to fuck your mother,
you know?

- Oh, honey. You're so original.
- [Raúl] And you smack her, you know?

- Whoa. Bam, bam, bam.
- [girl] Yeah, whatever.

- Yeah?
- [Reese] You're an asshole.

[Raúl gasps]

[guests gasp]

[guests murmuring]

What, want a kiss?

Guys, watch out.

Keep an eye on your pockets,
your bags, and stuff.

We can't trust this piece of trash.

Why don't you dance for us?

Or at least say a few words.

You've just been watching us
this whole fucking time

like we're some fucking documentary.

[both grunting]

[Eros] Yeah, a documentary about morons,
Am I right?

- You're what, the class clown?
- [choking]

'Cause I had more laughs
at my parents' funeral.

Get the fuck off!

[tense music playing]

Cut it out.

You're pathetic.

Uh... [clears throat]

Anyway, I guess Reese
and her plaything are leaving.

[gentle music playing]

HOW'S IT GOING WITH YOUR SUGAR DADDY?

[Reese scoffs]

HEY, HO. HAHAHA

REESE, HOW MANY DICKS
HAVE YOU SUCKED TODAY?

YOU'RE UGLY. LUCKY YOUR MOM CAN'T SEE YOU

SAGGY BOOBS. ASSHOLE

YOU'RE DISGUSTING

NO MORE RESULTS

[huffs]

UNFOLLOW

SILLY. YOU'RE SO ANNOYING

DON'T FORGET WHERE YOU COME FROM

LOL YOUR BOSS.
"THE WEALTHIEST BUSINESSMAN..."

[sighs]

[exhales deeply]

[sighs]

[school bell rings]

[Diego] Damn, dude.

What do you mean, "damn, dude"?

It looks like a funeral home,
not a school.

- Get a load of these preppy kids. [laughs]
- [Diego] I know, right?

God damn, man! Check out that uniform.
Looking fresh, cutie!

[Diego] Anyway, Eros, let's go.
We have to go to Spook.

What the hell are you doing here?
And does it have to be right now?

Yeah, right now.

That jackass El Pela left it unattended,
so it's now or never.

Come on, come on, come on. Now.

- Are you really thinking it over?
- What are we doing?

Oh right. So that's her?

Of course it's her, dumbass.
Nothing, babe.

Uh, I'm Peyton. It's a pleasure.

Not you. Let's go, come on.

Hey, you have to take me to ballet.

Well, you'll be fine, right?
Just this once.

Or you're worried you'll miss me?

[Reese scoffs]

[gentle music playing]

- You up front?
- [Eros] Let's go.

- Yeah, I'll take us.
- Yeah?

[motorcycle engine starts]

- [Diego] Okay, go. I'll keep watch.
- [Peyton] Always the same, dude.

Of course.

- If he wants to keep watch, he can.
- Okay.

- Come on. Who's that?
- Yeah?

- Diego, Diego.
- I hope that's not him, though.

["Valentino" playing]

[Diego laughs]

- What the fuck?
- God damn it, dude.

[scoffs] Dude, is this, like, for real?

- [Diego] Look who it is.
- You're kidding me, right?

- [Eros] What are you doing?
- Joining you. Can't you see?

- [Diego laughs]
- [upbeat music continues]

[Peyton] Let her join.

- No. No.
- No?

- No.
- Sure.

Come on. We're wasting time.

Pey, you go that way.
I'll go the other way.

So, what are we doing?

This. Okay?

Eros!

[chuckles]

[laughs]

[electronic dance music building]

[both grunting]

- [Peyton] Yo! Eros! Run!
- [guys shouting]

- Hey! Stop!
- [Eros] This way!

[guy] Hey! What the hell are you...

[groans]

[Eros] Run! Run!

[music ends]

- [both panting]
- [Reese] Oh shit!

Shh, shh!

Can you please tell me what's happening?

Who owns that bike?

No one. A son of a bitch.

Stop asking questions.

[laughing]

[both laugh]

I don't get it. What's so funny?

Oh, you are so mysterious.

[both chuckle]

[Reese sighs]

[laughs]

What? What? Huh?

Holy shit, dude.

I think it's funny.
Y'know, this whole... bad boy thing.

It's a little bit outdated, though.

- [Eros scoffs]
- [chuckles]

You're not James Dean, all right?

- All right. Who the hell is that?
- [laughs]

Take me home already, okay?

- Well, put the helmet on, then.
- [chuckles]

- [both laugh]
- ["Juan Salvador Gaviota" playing]

[sensual rhythmic music continues]

[engine revs]

- [bright music fades]
- [crickets chirping]

["Doctor Jones" by Aqua playing on radio]

- ♪ Sometimes the feeling is right ♪
- [off-key] ♪ Feeling is right ♪

- ♪ You fall in love for the first time ♪
- [scatting]

- ♪ Heartbeat and kisses, so sweet ♪
- ♪ Hold time, you are so sweet ♪

- ♪ Summertime love in the moonlight ♪
- ♪ You've got me tied on the moonlight ♪

♪ Ah-yippie, yay, yeah
Ah-yippie, yah, yeah ♪

♪ Ah-yippie, yay, yeah, ah ♪

- ♪ Now the summer is gone ♪
- ♪ How is the good and the good ♪

- ♪ You have to go back home ♪
- [scatting] ♪ Moonlight ♪

- ♪ Please come and see me again ♪
- ♪ When you, with that sweet ♪

- ♪ I never felt alone ♪
- ♪ You got it, still got it, moonlight ♪

♪ Baby, I'm missin' you ♪

♪ I want you by my side ♪

♪ And I hope you miss me too ♪

♪ Come back and stay ♪

♪ I think about you every day ♪

♪ I really want you too ♪

♪ You flipped my world around
You're the love I found ♪

♪ Doctor Jones, Jones
Calling Doctor Jones ♪

♪ Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones, get up now ♪

♪ Wake up now ♪

♪ Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones
Calling Doctor Jones ♪

♪ Doctor Jones, Doctor Jones
Wake up now ♪

♪ Wake up now ♪

♪ Ah-yippie, yay, ooh
Ah-yippie, yah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Ah-yippie, yay, ooh, ah ♪
- [laughs]

God, trashing that bike felt so damn good.

[Eros] You enjoyed that, huh?

[pop song fades]

[boss] And where have you two been?

At this time? On a Wednesday?

Come on. Relax, Dad. I'm 18 years old.

Seventeen, and I think I give you
plenty of freedom for someone your age.

I wanted to blow off steam.

You can blow off steam
when you're not living under my roof,

but you are for now.

So show me some respect.

As for you...

[scoffs]

Do I really need to remind you
that you're on duty?

Why didn't you tell me
you've known him for years?

I do not like your tone.

God damn it, I just needed
some space, okay?

I'm old enough to make decisions.
He's not to blame.

Yeah, sure.

That's why you're cursing
all of a sudden, huh?

[scoffs]

You are a very bad influence.

[Reese laughs]

This was literally the worst idea
of your life, and now you're surprised?

Dad, come on, I mean,
you hired a guy fresh out of jail

to look after your teenage daughter.

- Reese. Don't be like that.
- [Eros] Don't worry, Bruce.

I don't get why I'm here either. Hmm?

Or why this little brat needs protection.

[door opens]

[door slams]

[Bruce] Reese.

Reese!

- [tense music playing]
- [Bruce sighs]

- Let's get a photo. Ready?
- Okay.

WHORE

STILL DON'T KNOW WHO I AM? YOU'RE SCUM

FUCK U REESE RUSSELL
BITCH

RUSSELL WHORE
RR DIE

- [knocking on door]
- Could you turn down the damn music?

Holy shit. It is so loud!

[scoffs]

[Reese coughs]

Russell?

Don't touch my stuff, all right?
Get out of here.

[sniffles, sighs]

That's it. Good job. Let's go again.

[children laughing and shouting]

[indistinct chatter]

YOU'RE A PIECE OF SHIT
YOU'RE NOTHING ON YOUR OWN

- I'm full.
- Good morning.

- [Eros scoffs]
- [maid] Shall I make some tea for you?

[tense music subsides]

For real? A week without talking to me?

[Reese sighs]

You're on your period, aren't ya?

Jesus, Reese, lighten up.
I'm just messing around.

[softly] Fine.

So tell me, you fucked your bodyguard yet?

Come on. Just leave me alone.

What do you want, huh?

Are you trying to get my attention? Hmm?

Mrs. Smith, may I change seats, please?

Sure, Reese.

All right, everyone. Let's get started.

I hope you all had a great weekend.

Does anyone have anything
they'd like to share with us today?

No? All right, well, let's get started.

Open your laptops, please.

Good evening. Or... see you tomorrow?

Uh, hi.

I guess you're not interested
in joining our investigation?

Investigation?

Reese's stalker created
a stupid fake account

and keeps sending her... stuff.

"Soon you'll get to know me better,
and so will your family."

"Sometimes you have to pay
for other people's mistakes."

Oh, um, and dick pics, of course.

- [scoffs]
- It has to be Raúl. 100%.

No, look, I'm heading out.

But tell your buddy
we really should talk, all right?

- [chuckles]
- Because this is starting to get annoying.

Why not tell her yourself, though?

Actually, why don't you invite us
to join you wherever you're going?

You know what?
Don't invite us. I just did!

- No.
- Wait here. We'll be quick.

[Eros huffs]

[both laugh]

- [Reese] Who does he think he is?
- No idea.

[electronic music playing]

[engine revs]

[girls cheer]

[both laugh]

- [Peyton] Look at that!
- That's right!

You look handsome. So grown up.
More handsome than myself.

- Seriously, I could just eat you up.
- Eros.

- We're talking to Simón. Come here.
- Get over here.

Hey, what's up, Mr. Permanent Contract?

- Permanent contract!
- [Eros] Congratulations.

[Diego] What about you?

I see three grown-up ding-dongs
with dead-end jobs. Losers.

- Yes, we are.
- Yes.

And you're a jackass who doesn't know
how to make spaghetti, right?

- [Peyton] Why are you up? Go to bed.
- [Diego] Yep.

- I'm gonna eat ya!
- Behave, okay?

- See ya. We're partying. You're not.
- [group laughs]

All right, here's to Simón.
We're gonna pull this off!

- To Simón!
- We've got this!

[Diego] I'm the only one out of the three
of us who has a permanent contract.

- [Peyton] Dude...
- Okay?

- Not some job at Spook.
- You're the--

It's at Mc... Donald's.

What are you talking about?

You're a fan of their CBOs?
You'll be getting some for free.

- I'll take you up on that.
- All right.

- I can't believe it.
- Good evening, señorita.

What's your name?

- Lily.
- [Diego] Lily!

I'm Mr. Permanent Contract.

- They invited themselves.
- Okay, well, how many of us?

- How are you, sweetheart?
- [guy 1] Hey, Pey.

- Hi!
- [guy 2] Hey! What's up?

Damn, I can't stop looking at her.

Where did this girl come from?

She's like an upgraded version
of a human being, y'know?

It's like we're the beta version,
and she's the 5.0...

Wow, obsessed much, Lilly?

No, get outta here. You know we'll behave.

You're a king, all right? A king.

- [Eros] This is ours.
- Nice to see you.

Hello. Hi.

- [dance music playing]
- This place is huge!

Yeah.

[Lily] Whoa.

- Hey! How are you?
- What's up? Hi!

Good. How about you two?

Reese. [chuckles]

What's up? What's up with your friend?

Is she always this serious, or what?

- She's just--
- You look so pretty tonight.

- You think?
- Yeah, yeah. You're wearing all silk.

Like for sleeping in. That's hot.

- You know? Listen.
- What's up?

I love your hair.

- Oh, you like it?
- I love it.

Let's go to the bathroom.

Okay, okay.

- Okay.
- Your friend is very serious, isn't she?

Yeah, well, whatever.

No way. Come on.
You just wanna make out with everyone.

I'm about to pee myself.

Well, I think...
I think I'mma hook up with that guy.

Yeah, I mean... I didn't get a look
from the upgraded girl.

- Can you believe it? Not a look.
- Girl...

You said you're gonna hook up
with The Legend?

Me?

Oh... I think she's referring to Eros.

Eros! [laughs] No one calls him that here.

I literally thought men
were just calling other men Legend

as some sort of affectionate jest,

You know?

Like, instead of hugging,
they go, "Yo, yo, Legend." Right?

I swear I thought it was that.

Yeah, I hooked up with him.
Well, two times.

He's the guy who was locked up in juvie.
He was in an accident.

They call him "the Legend"
because he ate his parents.

I didn't notice anything weird, y'know?

- Well I mean... [imitates choking]
- In tiny pieces.

[both laugh]

Yo!

What?

Girl, I need a shot. I need a shot.
Shall we? Come on. Let's go to the bar.

Excuse me, can I get two shots? Thanks.

- Thanks.
- Where've you been?

- Oh, hi!
- Did you get lost or something?

- Well, here we are now!
- [Diego] Make it three, Manuel.

- Three shots, please.
- Three over here.

Just watch. I'll get them on the house.
You'll see.

- [Lily] Oh.
- [Diego] You'll see. Trust me.

So where were you, huh?

I was dancing.
Where else would I be, right?

[Lily giggles]

So, I was wondering, are you, like...

Are you a senior?

What do you mean, senior?
I quit school, like, 15 years ago.

- [laughs] Really?
- Yeah, yeah.

[Reese] Can I get a shot, please?

They're nice enough.

- A little preppy, but still.
- [Peyton scoffs]

- What?
- They're super preppy.

[Reese laughs]

I mean, they're socialites.
You know? Like... [scoffs]

They could, major in business.
That's the kind of chicks they are, like...

Our annoying bosses in the future.

[both laugh]

No way, man.
They're not socialites. They're not.

- Loaded? Yes.
- Mm.

For sure.

Come on, Pey, chill.

You don't always have
to be so radical, right?

Yeah.

Dude, have you met anyone
like those chicks where we grew up?

No, right?

Not a single chick
even remotely like them, you know?

Upper-class? Preppy face?

No.

Dude, those kinds of chicks
have plenty of opportunities to eat.

But they starve to stay skinny.
Like, come the fuck on.

They're all the same.

All the same, like...

And no,
you can never change my mind, dude.

["mwah" by rusowsky and Dinamarca playing]

[seductive, rhythmic beat picks up]

[song distorts]

- [music ends]
- [crowd groaning]

[crowd chanting for more]

[Lily giggling]

Socialize, Pey. Socialize a little.

I'm tired, is all.

And I'm really thirsty, like...
I need a gallon of water.

[guy] Honey, half an hour ago you were,
like, drinking up the bar.

You know Pey.
It's all or nothing with her.

[laughs] Why?

What do you mean, why? She's like a cat.

She's only ever celebrated
her birthday once.

Know what she did?

She invited people over,
she let them in, and went to bed.

- [group laughs]
- [Lily] For reals?

She hates her birthday more than anyone.

- Oh, shit.
- She does.

[both chuckle]

What's with the whole "Legend" thing?

Why?

I don't know.
I've been hearing it all night.

It's nothing.

[sighs]

Look.

You remember
what I told you about the accident, right?

Well, they said it was my fault.

But you were just a kid.

Six years old.

But that's what the forensics report said.

I'm sure it was just an accident,
wasn't it?

Yeah.

What sucks is I can't remember it.

Sometimes I think...

"What if it really was my fault?"

Either way, you were still
a six-year-old kid, Eros.

Yeah, but, anyway, word got out,
and they started this rumor.

This thing's
a real pain in the ass. I mean...

Everyone loves
the whole dumbass "Legend" thing.

"The Legend."

[chuckles slightly] "The Legend."

Yeah. As a nickname,
I'd say it's pretty inadequate, right?

What, are you looking for a fancy way
to insult me? Are you?

[dance music playing on stereo]

- [excited chatter]
- [girl] Happy birthday!

- Cheers!
- [group] To Reese!

Eighteen years old.

- [Eros] I still don't get why you're here.
- Lily invited us. How could we say no?

Damn...

- What a mansion.
- [Lily] What was cool of him, exactly?

Abandoning the house?
Leaving on her birthday?

Or hiring a bodyguard
who Reese is hung up on?

- Hey! Will you stop that?
- "Stop that! He's not my type!"

Uh, what's that?

- What's that for?
- Dude, you're gonna leave it there?

So people can help themselves.

Who is that thirst trap?

Oh, jeez.
I thought I'd only invited Diego.

- Girl, seriously?
- [quietly] Wow.

All that money
for a glass with a ribbon? Ugh.

What? What did she do?
Apart from being... being awesome.

Just like... we girls should stick together.
Or whatever.

Just a sec.

[giggles]

- Not too shabby!
- I don't care.

- This sucks. It's tacky, right?
- Hello, hello.

- Hey. What's up?
- How are you?

- Hi!
- Hey there.

Oh...

- Hi, Peyton.
- Hi there.

- What's up?
- She's so nice.

Help yourselves to whatever.
The booze is here. Food, over there.

Okay?

Cool. We're all set.

This tastes a little weird.

- [Peyton] Mm! I wish we had this at home.
- [Diego] Wow. Yeah. Mm-hmm.

- Mm...
- [Peyton] This shit's the bomb.

[Diego] It's unreal.

[Peyton] Crazy.

Look, this shit?
A hundred bucks a kilo, dude.

- God damn.
- A hundred bucks.

- Holy shit. This is the stuff.
- Mm-hmm.

[girl] I hope you like it.

- Thanks!
- Wow!

Thanks. I love it. You didn't have to.

I have that. It's awesome. You'll love it.

- God damn. You're stuffing yourselves.
- A little bit, yeah.

[indistinct chatter]

[Peyton] How's our fridge right now?
Empty.

Yeah. So of course, I'm gonna eat, dude.

Obviously. Mm!

Just remember who your friends are, okay?
Us, not this bunch of preppy kids.

- That's not what I said.
- Just look at them.

It's not that.
Don't mess this up for me, okay?

- I don't wanna lose this job.
- We're not. We're eating food.

- I just don't want to lose this job.
- [Diego] Of course.

- [Peyton] Oh, a little truffle.
- Just try to leave some...

[Peyton] Little truffle. Cheers.

Mm. This shit is tough, right?

Hey, fruit and chocolate.

- [Peyton] Mm!
- Yeah.

Whoa.

Mm! [chuckles]

- Mm.
- Want more syrup?

Yup, yup. Of course I do.

[upbeat electronic music playing]

[high-pitched voice] Whoa! Nice place.
That's what I'm talking about.

[both laughing]

Look, look. Look how nice this is.

- [chuckles] Wow!
- [Peyton] Mm!

Here.

There we go.

All right.

Bam. The big daddy.

- The millionaire.
- The big boss man.

Hold on, you need... a drink.

- Check out what's in there.
- Let's see.

A little gin.

What kind of gin do you want?
An aged one, am I right?

[Diego] Sure, yeah.

Uh... whoa. Jesus Christ. Careful.

What if there's an alarm system
or something?

[Diego] Nah, no way.

- [Peyton] Wait. Come on. It might go off.
- [Diego] No, it won't.

[Peyton] Holy shit.

Holy shit. Careful.
Careful, Dieguito. I know you,

You could end up putting a hole
in my head.

Wait, now we're talking.
The gangster daddy.

That's so cool. Lift it.

- I didn't do anything.
- Hands up!

[Diego] I didn't do anything.

- Don't fuck with me.
- [girl] Cake time!

Ooh, time for the cake.

Come on.

[Peyton] Coming.

- [girl 1] Have you found her yet?
- [girl 2] No, she must be inside.

- [glass shatters]
- [gasps]

[suspenseful music rises]

NOT LONG NOW, REESE RUSSELL

[gasps, panting]

[indistinct chatter]

- Eros.
- [guests] ♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Reese ♪

- [Eros] Reese, what's wrong?
- ♪ Happy birth--♪

Okay! Who wants cake, guys?
Come on! Line up.

- Lily, did you invite Raúl?
- No.

- No.
- Get everyone out, please.

Someone here broke my window.
Get everyone the fuck out, now.

[Lily sighs]

Uh...

[Eros] All right, everybody out.
Right now. Please.

Everybody out right now.
Come on. Get out of here!

- Get out!
- [Lily] Let's go, guys.

[mysterious music playing]

[Eros] Hello? Anybody there?

- [tense music ends]
- [Eros] Hello?

Hey.

Are you in there?

[mysterious music playing]

[machine beeps]

What the...

[gasps] That's crazy.

[grunts softly]

[chuckles softly]

[sighs] Oh my God...

[music grows ominous]

Wait a minute.

What were you doing?

Nothing.

What is that?

A photo. It's weird, actually.

Your parents are in it.

And so are mine.

Are you sure about that?

Of course I'm sure.

Look, these are my parents.

And obviously, these are yours.
I don't know who that is, but who cares?

Hm. But in that case...

Yeah, so... so our parents knew each other.

- I don't get it. [sighs]
- Yeah, me neither.

Me neither.

[Reese sighs]

Now I really don't know why I'm here.

I'm gonna call my dad.

- He won't pick up this late.
- I don't care.

Happy birthday.

It was weird, but who cares?

Did he pick up?

Well... he didn't. Unfortunately not.

I don't get any of it.

Me neither.

I don't get
why they're doing this to me, you know?

And I don't get this weird photo.

I don't know.

["Beautiful Thing" by Kelson playing]

[softly] And this.

This what?

[gently] Reese...

- Reese, we shouldn't...
- [breathily] Yeah.

Oh my God. I'm... [sighs]

[seductive music swells]

[heart thumping]

♪ It's a beautiful thing
It's a beautiful... ♪

Uh, so, uh... Well, anyway...

I should... go to bed.

Yeah. Uh, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, we should both go to bed.

- Yeah.
- I mean, our own beds, y'know?

- Right. Yeah. Of course.
- Yeah.

- Good night.
- [Eros] See ya.

♪ Thing ♪

♪ Ba-da-da-da-da ♪

[sensual music fades]

HEY... I THINK IT'S BEST
IF THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN AGAIN

[takes a deep breath]

IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN, RUSSELL

[sighs]

[huffs]

[maid] You have a delivery, honey.

My dad felt guilty
and got me a present, huh?

Don't be so hard on him, okay?

Is he still in Miami?

No idea.

Shall I make some tea for you?
Nice and hot?

- Sure.
- All right.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

[unsettling music playing]

Holy shit.

YOU'VE KNOWN ME
SINCE YOU HAD BABY TEETH.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, REESE RUSSELL

[breathing shakily]

- [panting]
- [coach] Come on, guys.

Come on. One, two, one, two. Come on.

Come on, Reese.

- Come on, guys, come on.
- Eros.

- Eros!
- One, two, one, two. Come on.

Let's go, guys.

- Come on, hustle.
- I want you to come with me somewhere.

Where?

Raul's snobby dress party.

He's the only person I can think of
that could be doing all this.

And if he's behind this, there must be
something at his place,

some kind of evidence,
or something. Right?

Do you really think that guy came up with
the idea of sending baby teeth?

I don't know. I mean,
I've known him since I was a kid.

What if he got them from his mom?

I think some mothers keep baby teeth.

[coach claps] All right, back to it.
One, two. One, two.

["Baby's on Fire" by Die Antwoord playing]

Everyone go fucking wild!

Brother, go get me a beer, will ya?
Thanks!

[guests cheering]

- Thanks.
- Swap.

♪ Showtime, motherfucker, it's on ♪

♪ Apocalypse now
I'm dropping this bomb, you gonna... ♪

[Reese] Here. Wear this.

♪ I'm a wild child
I don't wanna go to bed ♪

♪ Ah shit, sorry, man
I'm stoned again ♪

♪ Whoo! Everything's
Getting psychedelic ♪

♪ When I'm doing this drunk
And I forget... ♪

- What are they doing here?
- What the fuck are they doin' here?

♪ Romance, and mystery ♪

♪ I'm a lucky ducky
Get mad shit for free ♪

Come on.

They could at least say happy birthday.

Don't worry.

[dance music continues in distance]

[Eros] For real?

Seriously?

[scoffs] Stop. Put that down, Eros.

Please take this seriously.

Focus.

- [scoffs]
- This guy...

[girl] Come on, babe.
What's bothering you?

[Raúl] It's always those who don't RSVP.

If you don't RSVP,
then god damn it, just don't show up!

- [girl] What matters is your party's fire.
- [Raúl] Yeah.

- RSVP or stay home. Fuck, she's just--
- [girl] Come on...

She's messing with me. Every fucking day.

Now she brings
that fucking trash into my house?

Ugh, forget about that, babe.

- Hey. Look at me. Enough.
- [sighs]

[whispering] So gross.
It smells like Raúl in here.

Not the best smell for right now.

[Raúl] I'm gonna fuck you
like the whore you are.

I can't wait
to meet our future associates.

What associates? What do you mean?

I mean, apparently, someone hates her
more than we do, right?

Yeah, well... her dad's behind it, right?

[Raúl and girl breathing heavily]

[box clatters]

[Raúl] Did you hear that?

- What?
- Huh?

- [mouthing]
- [Raúl] What was that?

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

Reese?

[Reese] I just came
to get this. [chuckles]

You never gave it back to me.

You know what?

- I came for this too.
- [groans]

- [Reese] Eros!
- [Raúl] Fucking bitch!

[Reese] Come on!

- [laughing]
- Wait, wait!

[Raúl] I'm gonna fucking get you,
motherfucker!

♪ Baby's on fire
She got me going fucking crazy... ♪

[Reese exclaiming]

[Reese] Whoo!

[Raúl] Go fuck yourself, asshole!
Motherfuckers!

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

The fuck are you looking at?

♪ Baby's on fire ♪

- ♪ Flame on, motherfuckers ♪
- [Reese] Whoo!

[laughing]

["Blue jeans y un crop top"
by Sen Senra playing]

[mellow song continues]

- What?
- [chuckles]

Raúl's "rich kid" clothes?

They're not Raúl's
"rich kid" clothes, okay?

They're my clothes, Eros.

[scoffs]

Same thing.

[chuckles]

Ah.

[chuckles] I know what's up with you.

[Eros] Yeah?

You're just upset you missed out.

[chuckles]

You've got FOMO.
All over some stupid shirt.

- [laughs]
- That's insane.

All right, try it on.

So I can decide
whether I'm sorry I missed out.

[Reese chuckles shyly]

[sensual music building]

Well?

Let me check the fabric.

It's not bad, huh?

[thunder rumbles]

[Reese gasps]

[both laughing]

Come on. Fuck! What are you doing?

[Reese] Hey! Seriously?

- So, huh?
- What?

What happened?
Why so violent all of a sudden?

Me? Violent?

Well, that kick to the nuts?

Hmm? You're not going for a life of crime,
are you, Miss Russell?

[laughs] Well, no. I guess
you're just a bad influence, Mr. Eros.

[laughs]

[music fades]

[Eros] How did you sleep?

[Reese] I slept great.

After I dried myself off.

You?

- Yeah, good.
- [Reese] Hmm.

[Eros] Good.

[Eros sighs]

[alert beeping]

- What the hell?
- What's going on?

I don't know. I don't get it.

Why is it making that sound?
I didn't do anything.

- What was that?
- Is that smoke?

- It is. What the hell is going on?
- Shit. Shit.

- [Eros] I'm pulling over.
- Shit. Pull over.

[tense music playing]

- Reese, get out of the car, now!
- I can't!

Okay, don't worry. I'll get you out.

Shit. Fuck. Fuck!

I can't open it! [coughing]

I can't...

[Eros] There! There. Get out! Run!

Come on. Let's go.

Are you okay?

[man] Bruce, we believe
the car was tampered with.

- We'll look into it.
- [Bruce] Thanks. I owe you one.

I'll keep you posted, all right?

- Please do.
- Okay. Thanks.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

Here. Just take it.
Here's the money for your services.

- The amount we agreed upon. Get lost.
- [Reese] Dad! Seriously?

- [Eros scoffs]
- Dad, are you serious?

[Bruce] My car's dead.

Plus, we've got cameras
all around the house.

I saw you two making out in the pool.

Reese, you're throwing your life away,
and for what?

Absolutely nothing, all right?

In what...
in what crappy little fantasy world

do you think you live in, the two of you?

You know what?

You set up this crappy fantasy world.

What's this?

When were you gonna tell me you knew them?

Nothing you're doing
makes any sense to me.

Okay, I... I did meet
Eros's parents briefly.

I mean, we did become friends.

But unfortunately,
they were taken too soon.

Since then,
I've only been trying to help out.

That's all I've been doing.

Now, please, I want you...
to get your things and leave.

I won't report you for losing your job.

But I don't wanna see you
in my house again.

Unbelievable.

You're just... I'm ashamed of you.
You're an asshole.

Reese. Reese!

[Reese] Unbelievable.

Of course I'll leave, Bruce.
Course I will. Give me the photo.

I'm outta here.

I didn't need your pity.

Or your protection.

You should've just been honest.
That's all I needed.

[scoffs]

[somber music playing]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Eros huffs]

HI REESE... HOW U? HOW'S EVERYTHING?

[tense music pulsing]

[both chuckle]

[sighs deeply]

- How's it going?
- Look who's here.

- Hey!
- Diego!

Little man!

Yeah, well, kinda, right?

Kinda, not really.

[chatting indistinctly]

[emotional music fades]

WRECK LUIS'S BIKE
AVENGE THE DEATH OF MY FRIEND

FUCKING RICH KIDS

OH, THE WHOLE SCHOOL HATES ME

I SAW YOUR SKETCHES, ASSHOLE

LIVE, AVENGE, DIE

Oh, exactly.

Miss Reese Russell?

[exhales deeply]

Reese, about the sketchbook, listen...

I just make dumb sketches
and write nonsense.

It doesn't mean... anything, really.

- Reese.
- Don't touch me, okay?

Seriously, I'm embarrassed
that you saw them.

They suck, okay?

Well, you could've chosen someone else
to laugh at.

Instead of the people who took you in,
who gave you a job, a home...

Look, whatever.
You can hate my dad if you want, but me?

Seriously?

- [sighs]
- [Eros] Reese.

Is it you?

"Is it me," what?

Are you my stalker?

I don't know. I don't know what to think.

I mean, apparently,
you really hate my family.

- [thunder rumbles]
- For real, Reese?

Well, no.

Of course not.

I'd never do anything like that.

Especially to you.

I think I've built up
a lot of hate over the years,

a lot of envy.

I've often felt very alone.

And... sketching is just
my way of dealing with my demons.

But I would never hurt you. Never.

Please, just trust me.

[rain pattering]

What do you want?

Why did you come here?

I wanted to see you.

To say goodbye.

What?

I mean, none of this made sense anyway.

Us being together made no sense
if you think about it,

but being apart does.

Look at you.

Look at me.

[both laughing]

- You call this a pirouette, right?
- [both laugh]

[energetic music playing]

[Reese giggles]

[Reese gasps softly]

[Reese moaning softly]

[Eros groans]

[grunts]

[sighs]

Hey, I'm not done yet.

Sorry. Sorry.

[sensual music fades]

[Reese moans]

Do you like that?

- There.
- Okay.

[both chuckle softly]

[Reese sighs, chuckles softly]

There?

- What?
- What's the matter?

- There?
- Mm-hmm.

I have something for ya.

I got this for your birthday.

[Reese] Whoa, you scared me.

I thought you were
about to propose or something.

Well, if you want,
this can be a proposal for the future.

- [Eros chuckles]
- [laughs nervously] You're kidding.

Right?

If we're both ugly,
old, and single when... when we're 30,

we'll get married.

You're crazy, dude.

[Eros sighs]

Well, I won't be ugly, old, or single.

Oh, so you think I will? Is that it?

- No.
- Is that it? Hmm?

- That what you're saying?
- Hey!

- Hey. [laughs]
- [laughs]

[sighs]

Here, let me put it on you.

[dramatic music playing]

BEAUTIFUL WOMAN
AND BEST WORK COWORKER

5 EASY CLEANING TIPS
TO REFRESH

Hey there, sweethearts!

Here we are,
just another day at Preppy Kids High.

[laughs]

So, today, I wanted to introduce you
to someone very special to me.

Especially for my new followers...

[Peyton] No, don't film me.
I'm not joking.

This is my friend, Pey.

[laughs] Hey!

- Pey, come on, say hi or something.
- [Peyton] No, I don't wanna say hi.

Well, I mean,
I guess she's not feeling it today, so...

Eros. Eros. Eros. Eros!

Fuck, what time is it? Is your dad back?

No, no, it's not that.
Where does Peyton work?

[groans]

I think she works
the afternoon/evening shift at a bar.

A bar near where we live.

No.

Peyton works as a cleaner at my school.

[clicks tongue] God damn it.

[clicks tongue] Oh shit, not the light.

[cleaner] I wanted to introduce you to...

Can you chill, please?
What? What? What is that?

No, don't film me.
I'm not even joking. Just--

This is my friend, Pey.

[laughs] Hey!

- Pey, come on. Say hi or something.
- So?

Well, isn't it clear?

I... I checked her profile,
like, the whole thing.

She and Peyton met
right when everything started happening.

I know it's her.

Whoa, Reese, Reese.

I know you're looking for explanations
about what's been happening to you.

I know it sucks,
and that they're hurting you, but just--

Let's say you had
no idea Peyton worked at my school.

Why didn't Peyton say anything
about this job then, huh?

I mean, isn't she your friend?

Reese, that's enough.

You're implying some heavy stuff
about her, and about me.

Just answer the question.

Look, see you, Reese. Bye.

I'm leaving.

- [sighs] Eros.
- Like I said, I came to say goodbye.

I just wish I'd done it sooner.

[suspenseful music playing]

WHY AREN'T YOU ANSWERING?

I'M AT LEO'S, RELAX

[engine revving]

[line ringing]

[huffs]

[tense music subsides]

[door opens]

[Peyton] Eros?

Hey.

Well, good morning, sunshine.

Buenos días.

Fuck. Where have you been, dude?

Shit, it's only been a couple of days.

You missed me that much?

Jesus. This place stinks.

Would it hurt to open a window?

Dude, three days
without answering your phone?

Were you seriously
with that dude for 72 hours?

I came back 'cause a needed
a fresh pair of panties. Otherwise...

Boop.

- [chuckles]
- [scoffs]

Okay, fine.

I'm sorry I ghosted you, okay?

Won't you wish me a happy birthday?

It's my birthday.

Of course. Happy birthday, Pey.

Come here.

So, tell me.

You got a plan, or not?

Uh... I have something on, uh... at 9:00.

Check out my present.

Huh?

- [laughs]
- So, uh, what's up?

Leo's your boyfriend now. Right? Or, uh...

Holy shit, you're being
a bummer today, huh?

I didn't ask you this many questions
when you were fucking 17-year-old girls.

- [Eros] Hey, take it easy.
- [Peyton scoffs]

Just one thing.

[Peyton] What is it?

Do you work at Reese's school?

Peyton?

Yeah.

Yeah, what's the problem? So what?

Didn't you work at a bar?

[huffs] I don't know, I...

I didn't wanna admit that I was
cleaning up other people's shit again.

Especially since you go there now.

Right.

Reese doesn't understand
why I didn't know about it.

Jesus, Reese this, Reese that.

It's always fucking Reese.

What are you, in love with her?

Are you?

You're in love with her.

You're in love with her. [laughs]

- Oh wow. Oh wow. Cheers to that, man.
- [scoffs]

Wow, here's to love. [laughs]

You know what?
Let's dance a little right now.

We have to celebrate.

[laughs]

[Bruce] And our goal is to maintain
our high standards of commitment,

sustainability, and accountability
that all of our business are known for.

Thank you, and have a great night.

Girls, make sure there's plenty
of champagne at every table, okay?

That's very important. Thanks.

[line ringing]

[Bruce sighs]

[huffs]

WHERE ARE YOU?

AREN'T YOU COMING?

[piano music playing below]

I'M GOING TO EROS'S PLACE.
I KNOW WHO'S BEEN DOING THIS.

[Eros] But why can't we come with you?

Because it's nothing special, all right?

I think I'm gonna regret saying this,

but Reese thinks it's you.

You know, the anonymous stalker?

[chuckles]

She's crazy.

And you agree with her?

You agree with her?

You didn't stick up for me.

Yeah, I did stick up for you.
Yeah. I did stick up for you.

Ah.

Peyton, listen, you're stressing me out
with that damn phone. Can we talk?

Dude, I'm checking the time, okay?
I don't wanna be late.

My God, dude.
You're such a pain right now.

Why don't you leave me alone for a bit?
Like, go out for a walk or something?

I'm already stressed out
and you're making it worse.

[Eros] What the fuck did I do now?

And why are you so stressed out anyway?

[Peyton] I want to be alone for a bit.

Jesus, you're, like,
walking around the house, following me.

And asking me all that stuff
and making accusations,

like I haven't been humiliated
enough already

with all the shit we had to go through
our whole fucking lives.

I don't know
what the fuck you're on about now.

Like, what the fuck does that
have to do with anything?

- Why are you dressed like that?
- I'm going to work, damn it.

[sighs]

I've been meaning to tell you something
for a while, but I didn't know how.

- Um... so...
- So, now you're going to work?

Weren't you meeting Leo?

- Can you shut up?
- I don't get any of this. I don't.

- Yes, I'm going to work now.
- What's going on?

- I'm going to work--
- What? Where are you going?

- Well, you're not letting me speak.
- Tell me Reese is wrong about that shit.

- Shut up--
- Going to work? On your birthday?

Let me speak.
Yes, I'm going to work on my birthday.

Tell me you haven't been lying to me
this whole time.

You just have to say,
"No, I did not do anything to Reese."

- Tell me you didn't fuck up.
- No, I didn't.

But there's something I didn't tell you.
Shut up already!

- Shut up for a fucking second!
- [groans]

[tense music pulsing]

[Peyton] Eros? Eros.
I'm sorry, Eros. I'm sorry!

[cell phone chimes]

I'M ON MY WAY OVER

No, no, no, no, no, no. No!

Fuck!

[Peyton panting]

[doorbell buzzes]

[exhales deeply]

[doorbell buzzes persistently]

[clears throat] Hi, Peyton.

[Peyton] Hi.

Is Eros here?

Come in. Go ahead, come in.

I'll, uh...

Uh, I'll be right with you, okay?

Want something to drink?
It's my treat. It's my birthday.

Uh, no, thanks.

[Peyton] Are you sure?

Where is Eros?

[Peyton] Oh. Uh, um...

I don't know, but he'll be here shortly.

Um...

I have to go to work.

Where are you working tonight?

Um... some event. I don't know exactly.

I'm in a hurry. Could you wait
in the bar downstairs for me, please?

I'd rather wait here, if I'm being honest.

- If you don't mind.
- [Peyton] I do.

I do mind.

Uh...

- May I use the bathroom?
- No.

- [doorbell buzzes]
- [gasps]

Hello.

I'm looking for Reese.

Is she here?

Dad?

Reese, honey.
I came as soon as I saw your text.

- What's going on? Is everything okay?
- [door closes]

- I don't know.
- What's going on?

Are you the one stalking my daughter?

[Peyton breathing shakily]

You don't remember me, do you, Bruce?

Should I?

[Peyton chuckles shakily]

What is it?

- [Peyton] Don't remember? Shut up!
- Where is Eros?

- Peyton, where is Eros?
- [Peyton] I'm talking to your father.

Don't ever talk to my daughter
like that again, okay?

I don't know who you are
or what you want, but I've had enough.

- We're calling the police--
- [gun cocks]

- [Bruce] Is that my gun?
- Peyton?

[Bruce] Put it down. Don't do anything.
Who is this girl?

- Pey?
- [Peyton] Shut up! I said shut up!

I said shut up! Sit down!

Exactly, Bruce. Who is she?

Hmm? Sit down!

Okay. Easy, Peyton.

[Peyton] Sit down!

You don't remember me?

Don't know who I am, huh?

No. I don't.

Well, I've been thinking
about you all this time.

- [sniffles] Mm.
- [somber music playing]

What you were doing...

How you were celebrating your birthdays...

[woman] Happy birthday!

[Peyton] Know what my mom
would do on her birthdays?

She would work at your restaurant.

I was supposed to work for you too.

Tonight.

On my birthday.

I guess there are a lot of signs
that point to a person being a monster.

One of them is when people

can only stand you
when they're getting paid.

No, no, no. I won't hear of it.
No one's leaving, okay?

We have to celebrate. Come on!

It's yours too, huh?

I've been thinking about you for 16 years.

You and your restaurant.

And the review I'd give it.

It would be, "My mother worked here."

"Shitty fucking place."

"My best friend Eros's parents
worked here too."

"They're unlicensed
and don't care about fire safety."

"They didn't even have
a single fucking extinguisher."

"The owner, a fucking coward."

"The workers,

dead and uninsured."

[boy crying]

Fuck you.

You fucked up our lives.

And you had the guts
to blame a six-year-old.

For fuck's sake.

You people think you can fix

anything with enough money,
contacts, and time.

But, you know what, Bruce?

I don't have any of those things.

Peyton, Peyton.

- Please stop.
- Shut up.

Give that to me.

- Stay there. Don't come closer.
- Give me the gun.

Reese, your mom died in that fire,
just like mine.

Of course your piece of shit dad
wouldn't tell you that,

so I'm telling you now.

Because people like you never,

ever say things the way they really are.

You think you've changed, I'm sure.

[inhales angrily]
You want to be a good person.

Hmm?

I'm sure that you tried. Mm-hmm.

But that doesn't excuse
anything that you did.

It doesn't fix it.

- Please, Peyton. Peyton, stop.
- [Peyton] Stop.

Peyton, stop, please.

- Don't come any closer. Stay back.
- [Bruce] Let's go, Reese.

- Now!
- [Peyton] Let go of me!

[Peyton panting]

- Peyton! Peyton, stop. Stay there!
- Eros!

Stay there!

[Eros] Run! Run! Run!

[gunshots echoing]

- [ethereal music subsides]
- [high-pitched ringing]

[tense music rises]

[gun clatters]

[music fades]

BUSINESSMAN BRUCE RUSSELL DEAD

[Reese] I guess
I don't need a bodyguard anymore.

[scoffs] You can't go
even one day without me.

Right.

[sighs]

[Eros] I'm sorry, Reese.

I'm sorry.

I know.

I'm sorry too.

[gentle music playing]

[alert chimes]

[Karol] Hi, Reese.

Uh, I haven't heard from you in days.

I hope you're... you're,
um... you're feeling better.

I could call you sometime, and, uh,
come by your place, if you like.

Well, I don't know. Let me know.

- See you soon.
- [Bárbara] Hey, sweetie.

Uh... I'm here, okay?
If you ever wanna talk.

I love you so much.

Call me.

When... When you're ready. No rush, okay?

[Lily] Hi, babe, how are you?

You know, I just got back from my trip,
and I can't wait to see you.

There's so much I wanna tell you.

I want you to know
that I really missed you.

So, so much. And...

Anyway, see you really, really soon, okay?

I love you. I love you so much.

[Reese] Hi, Dad. [chuckles sadly]

It feels a little weird to do this.

But it's the only thing I can do, really.

[chuckles] I'm so silly.
Judging myself again.

Anyway, here goes. Um...

I wanted to tell you
that I got into the dance company.

And I hope you're really proud of me.

[sighs] I... I love you.

Eros, call me.
I got into the dance company!

I got into the dance company!
I can't believe I got in!

[gentle music continues]

[excited chatter]

[Eros whistles]

[Reese] What are you doing here, dummy?

- I'm here for an audition.
- [Reese chuckles]

What audition?

No idea.

You tell me.

Mm.

[Reese squeals, laughs]

Put me down!

[laughs] You're crazy!

- Stop!
- [both laugh]

[tense music swells, fades]

- ["Mala influencia" by Naira playing]
- [both laugh]

- So, are you gonna teach me to dance?
- Of course.

- Come on, teach me something. Yeah.
- You want to?

Teach me some moves, you know?
Or, uh, anything.

Something nice, you know?
Teach me something cool.

Okay, well... Okay, stand here.

- Adiós.
- [laughs]

[Reese] Stop, stop, stop!

- Stop!
- [both laughing]

- [Reese] You're crazy!
- [growls playfully]

[Reese squeals]

[Eros] Won't you?

Huh? Won't you teach me how to dance? Hmm?

[Spanish pop music continues]

Subtitle translation by: Olga Garrido

[music fades]

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