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Now that we've come to this point in the interview,

and after all you've told me about them,

how do you think people will react to… what you're doing to your children?

Does it matter?

'Cause whenever they see this, I'll… I'll already be dead.

This interview we're conducting is an opportunity to explain oneself,

a chance to give an account for posterity. This'll be your legacy.

And it's not unreasonable to expect that the people

that we talk about in this

have their own worries concerning how they are seen when they're gone.

Well, I… I suppose that one could make an argument here that I'm a bad father.

Or even a horrible person, in fact.

Others could say… my kids deserved it.

It's not that I want revenge

or to teach them a lesson.

Ultimately, it's something I'm being forced into.

I cannot sit here and allow

what they're doing to the paper that I have devoted my life to building.

My newspaper.

ROTTEN LEGACY

Okay, let Berta look at it,

see if we've missed anything, and then publish it.

TWO WEEKS EARLIER

Yeah?

The tax authorities are going to audit you.

They found out that you're embezzling funds from the conservatory project.

How'd they find out?

A tip-off. I can't say any more than that.

-All right. -Excuse me.

-Yes. -Do you know where my sister is?

-She's with her stylist. -Oh, thank you.

To me, it looks like an old lady's reading a Vogue article

and wants to look trendy. Know what I mean?

I don't know how they got wind of it, but if it all comes out,

we're going straight to jail.

What? Wait.

Uh… Mm… Uh…

I've done absolutely nothing. No. Seriously.

-I haven't taken a penny, Andrés! -Do you really think that matters now?

You're the chairperson of the Seligman board, Yolanda.

-You think that job comes for free? -No, but I never wanted to be the chair.

Nor did I wanna build the conservatory. I never wanted any of it.

Yeah? I didn't wanna take over the paper, but it's what dad left us with.

It is what it is.

No. No, no. I… I cannot go to jail. I can't make it in there.

What do we do? Do something!

-That's not fair. -Guadalupe!

-It's your brother and sister. -Hey.

-You can see her panties. -Girls!

-What? -Go to your room?

Okay.

Guadalupe, the conservatory is about to get audited

by the tax authorities. You've gotta stop--

I don't mind if you speak to the Secretary of State

or even the fucking minister, but please stop what you're doing.

Okay. "Hi, Guadalupe. How are you?"

"Good. How are the girls doing?" None of that, I guess.

Lupe, sorry, no one likes having to come over here and ask you this.

But what else can we do? Please.

I know I told you both over and over not to do this,

and now it's up to me to save your asses?

Well, no.

I didn't get into politics to do this stuff.

-And I'm not willing to go beg for favors. -Tell your husband.

-He is benefitting from all of this. -I think you're in my house now.

Right? So please refrain from insulting me or Manuel.

-Fine. -Sorry. No.

She's right, Andrés. We're sorry. Forgive us?

Turn your phone off.

Yeah, I will, sorry.

Um, look, I do feel really horrible to put you in this terrible situation.

Especially knowing the trouble you've been through

to avoid your party seeing you

as the typical spoiled rich girl who now wants to be an… an activist.

The last thing that you need right now is a family scandal like this.

Hey guys.

DAD

Isabel.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, yeah, tell me.

So how's dad doing?

He's what?

What?

He's better.

He's… he's fully recovered. They're coming back from Houston.

Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen.

This is your captain Emily Carter speaking.

-I'd like to welcome you aboard… -It's super annoying.

-You got nothing to say? -…nonstop service to Madrid.

Honey, after everything we've been through, what's the difference?

I'd have to be utterly and completely out of my mind

to be putting my 18-year-old daughter,

I repeat, 18 years old, up here in business class.

Well, it's not as if I'm like,

"I fly business class because economy class people suck."

For two years, I was stuck in the hospital with you,

and now, my parents are in business class without me

'cause it's not educational. It's frustrating.

Why don't you complain

to whoever's squeezed in next to you in coach,

'cause it's such a sad story?

I'm sure they'll feel very sorry for you.

I get the feeling they don't care about architecture at all. Not one bit.

They only care about money. You know?

-Mm. -It's sucks.

I show them the plans and everything, but…

but all they wanna talk about is all the money and influence they've got.

I get pretty tired of it all.

-Those Americans, they're the worst. -I know, right?

I feel like they're just constantly examining you.

Yeah, pretty much. Yeah.

It's horrible.

Hi, Dad.

I just wanted to come back here to tell you how comfortable my seat is.

It's practically a bed. And the food!

-Mm. -How about you?

Well, I'm fine.

-This is Luis. -Hi. How are you?

We just had sex in the bathroom.

Right, honey. Right. Well done.

I'm just gonna snort a few lines with the pilot.

So we get there quicker.

Sorry, don't know why I said that.

Or do I?

Sh.

I don't know why you insist on raising her just like your other children.

I feel like they didn't turn out too bad.

Yeah, professionally, they're all doing all right.

But now, emotionally, none of you are doing so great.

Well, at least Lara won't have to compete with the newspaper for your attention.

Well…

You promised me.

Yeah, after I had a session of chemo and all that vomiting,

I was willing to pray for anything.

All right, fine then.

The newspaper's over.

But what do you want me to do now, you know?

Do you want me to be like one of these morons

who just talks about all his fancy watches and expensive wines?

No.

There's a bunch of other things.

How about your Legacy interview? I've already promised you'd do it.

Yeah, you promised, but I gotta actually do the interview.

Yeah. You should talk about everything you told me back there in the hospital.

Even if it's for the Fraga anecdotes alone.

Spain deserves to hear that.

Oh my goodness.

So what do you wanna do then? Start another civil war?

Oh, honey, you won't be affected. They'll watch it after you die.

Such a lovely image for me to think about. My own death. Wow, what a fun subject.

I'd prefer to focus on other things.

You look really good. You look fit.

Who'd you leave back there to close tomorrow's edition?

I'll do you a favor and refrain from answering.

It's so great that… that you're well now. Completely recovered.

Well, no.

No, sweetheart. You don't recover from pancreatic cancer.

I am dying.

I just didn't wanna end up dying in a hospital.

Stop that. It's not funny.

Imagine him in the hospital waiting on test results.

Then how about this idea? We all shed some tears

and see how much better it makes everyone feel, okay?

I will. That'd be good for me. It really would.

-Ah… -Mm… Hi.

Wow, I can't believe it. My grandchildren have grown so much.

-You've grown, haven't you? -I've been the same height since I was 15.

I've just grown tits.

-Yep. That's it. -Federico.

There's my father-in-law.

She's well.

Hey, you never said anything about… the film. I sent you a link.

In case you didn't make it till the theatrical release.

Whoa. Whoa. So actually, no one ever saw it in theaters.

It's slowly finding its way.

-It's still alive. -Alive. Right.

It's not even on any platform now.

-Gosh, I'm sorry. -No, but, uh…

You're looking better since you've been fucking other people.

Uh, all right, listen up!

We got you a gift.

-Mm. -Another fancy pen?

Oh, I can't believe it. A nice key ring.

A key ring that comes with a car.

No, it's not a car.

It's a Morgan.

-This was your idea, I suppose. -You're it!

You can't imagine how hard it was to convince them.

Oh my goodness.

They all kept going on about how over the top getting the car was.

Do you remember how many times you went to see it in the showroom in London?

Mm-hmm.

Do you remember… that I never bought it?

-Well, then… -It's…

You know, honey, it wouldn't kill you to loosen up a little. Hmm?

Yeah, you're right. I love it.

You can all use it whenever you want.

Guadalupe, if you ever need it to get to a meeting with Congress.

But of course. I can just see everybody in your party loving it.

Yeah, yeah. I show up in that thing, burning rubber, knocking back champagne,

and then I come out screaming, "Screw the poor!"

-Huh? -Federico, they love you.

What?

We just all love you.

That's great.

-Great. -See?

Thank you.

-See? -It's beautiful.

Oh, hey.

Hey, how are you doing?

Monica, Jennifer, it's great to see you. Thank you all for coming.

He looks good, doesn't he?

And best of all, he doesn't seem to suspect anything.

Yeah, the drama classes you took as a kid

are really starting to pay off, aren't they?

We haven't reached politician levels of lying,

but we're getting pretty close.

Did you hear anything?

Seems like the audit was ordered by someone with a lot of power.

The minister.

That minister? That's great.

I mean, he's in your party. Go talk to the guy.

He's not a party member, Yolanda. He's a communist.

-He might have aligned with us, but… -Mm?

Seems like dad's getting along with him. Look.

Go on, talk to him. He's one of yours, you know?

Guada.

Go.

Getting the rich to pay more taxes is almost impossible.

I'll pay whatever it is you want me to. I'll pay without even griping.

Yeah, sure, you're the one calling every week

asking to pay more taxes, aren't you, Seligman?

Hi.

Uh…

Can I steal him a minute?

Do you only think about work?

Come on, let's save Spain.

-All right, then. -Talk soon. Tell me.

Yeah, uh, I just wanna have a little chat about some things…

Hi, Federico. How are you? It's great to see you.

We wanted to tell you a bit about the project we're working on.

So, my siblings, they asked me

to come try to convince you to stop the tax audit on the conservatory.

Oh, so what happened? You regret having tipped us off?

No. No, no.

No, I'm not the one who's done anything sketchy.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm glad you agree so we can move on.

That's true.

Your father will be horrified when he hears about all this.

Well, it wouldn't be the worst thing to see that the real cancer

is his children.

Good afternoon.

May I have a moment to ask for your attention

to say thank you for letting me be part of this celebration today?

And, um, to tell you, dear Federico,

that we're so happy you're back with us here today.

From the bottom of my heart.

♪ The Wayúu Indian poet ♪

♪ Vito Apushana was dreaming ♪

♪ Look after your land, sister ♪

♪ And don't forget where you're from ♪

♪ We are noble herdsmen ♪

♪ Herders of blossoms and gifts ♪

♪ We are the men who live ♪

♪ In the world of trails ♪

♪ And we also go out to graze ♪

♪ And come back to the fold ♪

♪ And we are also suckled ♪

♪ Some care and others kill ♪

♪ And we are slumber's milk… ♪

So did you find anything out?

I really don't like spying on the children.

It's not like they're teenagers anymore.

-Tell me. -It's about the conservatory.

The finance minister is going to have an audit done.

I'm sure a whole lot has gone on while I was away.

And I am aware that in the past, we didn't have a lot of trust between us

for whatever reason.

Whatever reason.

Yeah, whatever reason. I know I'm mostly to blame here,

but perhaps we can still change.

I'm interested in having some dialogue and earn a little trust back.

What? You got nothing?

Something must have happened in two years.

-Sure, yeah. -Yeah.

Things have happened, of course, uh… during this time.

For example, uh, so, Ricardo and I, so we have an open relationship now.

It had gotten a little bit… dull and… monotonous.

You know how it is. Right?

That wasn't exactly what happened with me and your mother, no.

Well, I would actually really prefer not to continue this conversation.

All right, relax. It's fine.

I thought we were being open with each other.

Well, in my case, it was out of curiosity.

It's uh… uh, people do it. It's common. Do you?

It's getting popular with celebrities now too.

So anyway, I'm not really doing it very well, honestly,

'cause most of the time,

I usually go and get a nice room for myself at the Four Seasons,

and I'm just kinda there.

So what do you do on your own?

You know, just relax. I mean, get a massage, hang out.

I watch TV.

I'm there to pamper myself, and I love it.

And Ricardo gets excited imagining his wife out,

uh, fucking all these strangers.

Sounds weird, doesn't it?

Honestly, it's hard not to judge you, but I'm doing my best.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. It is… it's kinda weird, I know that.

I wanna hear you. I came here to listen.

And support you.

-Thanks for the decoy with Dad. -You're welcome.

Yolanda, at first, when you started talking,

I thought you'd give us away.

Yeah, that's why I had to make up that stuff that sounded awful.

Wait. Are you fucking other people or not?

No, sweetie, I really do book a room to be alone and watch TV shows.

I can't really imagine you with strangers, to be honest.

I mean, maybe you fool around with someone from work.

Someone like your architect.

The way we're going, you'll only be seeing him on visiting days.

Look. All right, um, I really don't wanna be tangled up in all of this.

All right?

But I have a recording that could help you out with the minister.

Just listen.

She's such a miserable bitch…

They could've come up with a better name.

I hope my legacy will be what I did with my life,

not some stupid ramblings I go into just to fill the time.

Trust me. I think you'll feel very comfortable with the interviewer.

Enrique.

What are you doing here?

It's extremely difficult to say no to your wife,

and I've told her 20 times that I'm absolutely not a journalist.

You're more than that. You're his friend.

I didn't want it to be like it was in Houston.

-If I'd left it to you two… -I'm sorry.

The chemo was just awful,

and I didn't want to… to see anybody, really.

I know. You were dying.

I'm not anymore.

Forty years at the helm of Progresa,

one of the largest Spanish-language publishing companies.

You've done news, magazines, and reference books.

What remains of that journalist who started El Báltico

with a bunch of friends in 1984?

You'd be surprised. More than you may think.

It's about the critical edge,

and the desire to tell the truth no matter what.

And not how the powerful elites would want us to present it.

But… you've had several controversies.

Oh yeah. For years, we faced accusations,

uh… of acting in service of the government.

But to be honest, there were very few media outlets in this country

who truly have an outlook as progressive as ours.

I was actually thinking in particular about the death of one journalist,

Bruno Escudero.

Uh… uh…

Could you please give us a moment if you don't mind?

And turn off the cameras?

-Uh, Isabel, please, uh… -We can cut that.

Would you go with them? I'll… I'll let you know.

Okay.

-Are all the cameras off, hmm? -Yes.

Tell me what the hell your point is exactly, Enrique.

How am I gonna avoid asking about it? They're still out there protesting.

-Is that right? -Every month.

How can I not ask you?

I don't understand why you would refuse to talk about it.

Why don't you want us to even mention it?

Because a reporter of mine died. That's why.

Yes, precisely.

What do you expect?

That after all these years of the family constantly demanding justice

and all the official investigations,

that I'll just suddenly solve it?

You want the truth? Here.

No. We're not in one of your novels, Enrique.

That's not the way the world works.

I'm not here to be insulted by your lying 'cause I'm not gonna buy it.

And if I know the truth? What?

At the very moment that story came out,

it'd completely destroy El Báltico's credibility.

Progresa would be close on its heels.

The government as well.

Everything that I have built over these 40 years,

it'd go to shit in a heartbeat.

Then I cannot conduct this interview.

The last thing I wanted was for this interview to end up like this.

This is not at all your fault.

It's not on the news anymore!

It's not mentioned in political debates!

But we don't forget!

We've never forgotten you, Bruno!

There has never been a public, independent investigation.

-And we cannot allow that! -That's right.

We'll keep on fighting until justice is served!

-Yes! -Justice for Bruno!

Justice for Bruno! Justice for Bruno!

-Justice for Bruno! -Hey, just stop.

-Take it easy, okay? -You take it easy.

Justice for Bruno!

-Got it? -Justice for Bruno!

Justice for Bruno!

You don't invite me to your party, but you come and ask me about your kids.

You haven't changed a bit, Federico.

Wouldn't it have been easier to ask them?

Yeah, but I'm asking you, Chairman.

-The one working for them here. -Mm.

You know this is gonna cost you.

Look, Secundino.

I've been gone for two years.

I guess you've forgotten who's standing in front of you.

The same to you, sir.

I remember it all, you know?

Including the compensation that you eagerly received

after the whole gas platform incident.

You?

This is not really rocket science.

Yolanda asks me to charge ten. I do it for six.

Of the four left over, one goes to me.

I transfer the other three to a company belonging to one of your children. Simple.

What you're really gonna like about it…

is what the money is actually gonna get used for.

What do you think this guy does?

Anybody know this guy?

Hey, what do you want?

Sweet ride, right?

What the--

This is all yours now.

You can do whatever you want with it.

-For real? -Are you serious?

-Hey, let me drive first! -Is he leaving?

-He's crazy. -Let's do it! Let's go!

Hey, come on boys!

-Let's go! -Go, go, go.

Let's go!

What the hell d'you do?

You wanna ruin the paper? Is that it?

All right. I'll give you guys a minute.

Well, thank you for… making our deputy editor feel super awkward.

If you want, do it again in front of everybody.

You respond with stupid remarks?

I don't know how to respond because I'm still confused.

I know that you're funneling money from the conservatory project.

What have you been spending it on?

On saving this paper.

Yeah, right. That's your justification?

Stealing money for good?

I led this newspaper for 30 years,

and I never once did anything remotely like this.

Not once. I never took one penny illegally.

-Wait. -But you, in two years--

You don't know the situation. You have no idea!

The switch to digital is a total fiasco.

The ad revenues we bring in might as well be nothing.

And subscriptions? They're not enough. They don't cut it.

So then, yeah, I inflated… the numbers.

I took money from four millionaires with guilty consciences

that put it into the conservatory

and then fabricated 20,000 subscribers

so that our shareholders continue thinking

that we are still the top newspaper in Spain.

Are… are you completely insane?

Well, maybe, yeah.

But thanks to those figures, the investment fund came in.

It came all the way down to the last minute.

It was either El Globo or us.

But we had more subscribers.

It's cheating. This is fraud.

No, Dad, this is us hanging on.

We survive a couple… a couple more years until the…

until the market stabilizes, and Internet advertising gets profitable.

But if there's no newspaper, you can't report news.

No. We gotta put a stop to this.

The fake accounts need to be deleted, the money to be returned.

We build it again from the bottom up,

with three reporters and four shareholders if necessary.

But we're absolutely putting an end to this entire charade!

I wish it were that easy.

But, Dad, if these investment guys end up selling everything,

we'll go under by tomorrow.

Bet on it.

That's why keeping up this charade

is all we've got left.

But… but don't worry, okay?

No… no one's gonna find out.

I've made sure.

What did you do?

Sorry, I haven't had time to eat.

Oh, please. It's getting cold. Uh, we just wanted to point out

that there really is absolutely nothing nefarious at all going on

with the conservatory project, but of course, if you audit us now,

then, um, some sponsors may end up pulling out.

You know it's poison.

They mistreat the animals. They exploit the workers.

The worst of capitalism, but it sure tastes good.

Oh, you want a fry?

About the conservatory.

We're gonna have to go ahead with that, of course.

There's plenty of grounds for an inspection. Mm.

Is that all there was?

We received this recording,

and we wanted to play you a little bit here,

to see what to do with it.

She's such a miserable bitch.

Someone needs to just fuck her brains out

and wipe that sour look off her face.

We picked a section that was extra colorful,

but there's 20 minutes of it, and you really let loose there.

You can't publish this. It's a private conversation.

Mm. That's fine, sue us.

But by the time it got all the way through the court system, even if we lose,

I think your career'd be long over.

Everything you've done would've been for nothing.

You'd get canceled.

You can't talk about women that way anymore.

That conversation happened ten years ago.

And how old are the allegations against Woody Allen?

Look, Mr. Minister,

if you think you're strong enough to defend yourself the rest of your life

because no one's ever going to ask you about anything else, go ahead.

Tell us to leave.

What do you want?

Well…

-Are we at that point already? -Not at all.

I just…

I was on my way to work anyway at the conservatory.

But I'm not gonna come back and pick you up later. So there.

Yeah, that's better.

'Cause I'm sure that'll all be nice, and we'll have a few beers.

Next thing you know, we're partying till morning at some rave.

Sure.

That's another thing we do here. We know how to rave.

Like, in America, they've got raves, but they're boring.

But here, I mean… it's kinda like everybody tries too hard.

-What do you think? -So do you want me to come get you?

Hello and a very good afternoon to everyone.

How are you? I'm Manuel Cuiña.

And I will be your professor of this course,

Structure and Ecology of Audiovisual Media.

Okay?

Well, first of all, I'm sure you're all wondering

"What on earth is Structure and Ecology of Audiovisual Media?"

But don't worry.

-Okay. -Hi there.

-Okay, now, let's see… -Luis!

A little complicated…

-Oh, you're up here. -Hello.

-Yolanda, hi. -How are you?

Hey, I'm happy you came up

because, um… the front of the building needs some changes.

Sure, fine. Whatever, Luis. Huh… Mm.

I extorted a minister this morning.

No, I do feel awful about it, to be honest.

-Okay. -And a little bit dirty.

But it also gave me a pretty big rush. It was really empowering.

Like, it's better if you just go for it, right?

And here I am now, going for it.

You're like, "Go for what?" Right?

Uh… let me explain.

My husband and I have an open relationship. Know what I mean?

-Mm-hmm. -We've got a deal.

Uh, just once a week, but… but the thing is,

I'm not really making the most out of the deal, to be honest.

-Hmm. -That sounds a little pathetic.

Because, mm, well, it's pathetic.

Well, anyway, I'm here because I feel very, um… turned on by you.

Um… I like the way you are.

So I thought, "Well, Yolanda, just tell him."

I got nothing to lose. Am I right?

Just dignity. Yeah? For example, right now… It's uh…

I didn't want it to be like this. I wanted a little bit more… savage,

you know, uh, sexy, and wearing something else.

Doesn't help that it's windy and I got this stupid helmet on my head.

Anyway…

I'm… I'm gonna, uh… I'm gonna go.

No, Luis. Um, it's just that…

Forget it.

Okay. Oh. All right. Mm!

Okay.

SELIGMAN FOUNDATION CONSERVATORY PROJECT SITE

Wow! Got your own bathroom too.

Yeah. It's very convenient.

-Mm. -The shower pressure is amazing.

I'm gonna miss that the most.

You're really gonna let my son kick you out?

My first day here, when I saw how the porter was looking at me,

I just knew they wouldn't let me stay long.

Spain's like that.

We don't like paying taxes. Huh?

Neither your kids nor your next-door neighbor's kids.

So would you have backed down as well from the neighbor's kids like this?

How about you fuck off, Federico?

You just waited your whole life for an opportunity to be here, that's all.

You're who they voted for. They put you here for a reason.

Grow some balls and fight for it.

I don't wanna have to educate your kids.

I was stupid enough to get involved in their little squabbles.

Squabbles? What do you mean? What squabbles are those?

Wake up, Federico.

It was Guadalupe who came forward on the conservatory.

Not because she has any kind of special conscience.

It was to save her husband.

Manuel?

He was tricked by some partners to bring in cash from Venezuela.

Step away for two years, and… and everything gets fucked.

Yeah, well, you're one to talk.

Your kids are like this because you're like this.

-I have never broken the law. -You're right.

Because the laws were always made to fit you.

And now that Guadalupe's got me out of the way, she'll make 'em.

You'll see, Federico.

It's my dad.

I'm answering.

Don't you want some tortilla?

Yes?

Five minutes ago, I was told off by a minister, all 'cause of you.

Maybe go back and tell him off for being a sexist.

Come on. What is this?

Is the plan to shove him aside and take his position?

Is that the new politics?

Oh my God. You think I'm thrilled about doing any of this?

Because no, Dad. I'm not.

It's killing me. I'm not sleeping at all, and I'm having anxiety attacks.

I don't know how to handle this, but what could I do?

They wanted to prosecute Manuel. You weren't here.

Maybe he fucking deserved it.

What? Is he above the law 'cause he's married to you?

Daddy, what does prosecute mean?

Nothing, honey. It's, uh, it's something that looks nice.

Of course I'm pissed at Manuel for evading taxes,

and, yes, I could've killed him when I found out,

but Manuel is the father of my daughters,

and I love him.

Can you understand that you can love someone so much

that you forgive their faults, you overlook their flaws,

and you would do anything to protect them, no matter what?

-Give it. Come on. -Hello?

Here. Throw this away. Come on. Let's eat. You got it?

-Can you hear me? -There you go.

-To the house? -No.

Put this in the trash.

Set the table. Come on, Ruth.

Okay, this is for you.

How'd it go? How was your first day?

Well…

You know, I'm very proud of you.

I really am.

College will do you some good.

And… you'll find out there's more to this world than the Seligmans.

You smell like alcohol.

SOCIAL REHABILITATION CENTER

Federico?

Enrique, do you still want to interview me?

I'm willing to be open on everything.

Even if heads have to roll.

Even my own children's.

Especially my children's.

IN MEMORY OF LYN FAINCHTEIN