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[soft, intriguing music playing]

-[doctor 1 sighs] -[transition to disturbing music]

[metal briefcase opens]

You ready?

No.

But I have no choice.

[doctor 2] Biel.

[disturbing music builds]

♪ Adrenaline ♪

♪ Adrenaline ♪

♪ Adrenaline ♪

♪ Adrenaline ♪

[music softens]

[Jana] Here at the Pyrenees HPC, we're truly grateful to Olympo

for sponsoring these important events for national teams and their athletes.

So, Olympo, thank you very much.

The athletes honored with the chance of competing at the World Championships

will be chosen at this event for both athletics and synchronized swimming.

[Amaia] Even the Federation bows down to Olympo.

-It's like they wanna control everything. -It's over.

They won.

Hey. But we have each other. Right, babe?

Hmm?

[disturbing music fades]

[soft, dramatic music playing]

Apparently, your tests failed. You missed Núria's doping, didn't you?

-And good morning to you, Amaia. -Good morning.

What would you know?

[Amaia] I thought the ADA could detect any illegal substance.

I know for sure that wasn't the case with her.

She told me herself, that's how I know.

Apart from this "confession," do you actually have any proof?

You don't, do you?

So step aside and let me do my job for now.

[van door closes]

[dramatic music fades]

They're all ready to go. Shall I show them in?

No, I'll do it, thank you.

[soft, intriguing music playing]

[Jana] What's that?

It's for the blood testing.

-Is that a problem? -No problem at all. [chuckles lightly]

[music fades]

No, not at all. I've got nothing to do with the Pyrenees HPC.

That's all Jana Castro. Look, speak of the devil.

-We were talking about you. -Can I talk to you?

-Sure, one second. Be right back. -Thanks.

Jana, I know you. I know you're nervous because the Anti-Doping Agency's here.

But don't worry.

This is an official competition. They should be here. It's their job.

They're going to conduct blood tests.

-Blood tests? What? Why? -Someone must've warned them.

-[cell phone vibrating] -Any idea who?

No.

No idea.

-[cell phone beeps] -Hold on. Hello?

Sure. Make it quick, I'm busy.

[tense music playing]

[shocked] I don't believe it.

I'm on my way.

On your way where? You can't leave me with-- Hugo!

-[Jana sighs] -[barrier arm beeps]

[engine roars]

[tense music builds]

[music fades]

Zoe?

Hello?

[indistinct background conversations]

[ADA agent] You can't come in.

[Amaia sighs] Renata.

-Come here for a sec. -[Renata] What?

-Is Zoe in there? -No.

Where was she last night?

With Hugo.

[exhales] Holy shit.

-You know what that means, right? -Are you surprised?

She's been doing it since she got here. And I'm a total idiot for… [exhales]

[tense music playing]

[Amaia] Mom?

I wouldn't forget about the trials for the duo

like you forgot to tell me you got kicked out.

[breathing heavily] How is he?

He's very weak. We've had to give him several blood transfusions.

Is there a risk of death?

It's all under control.

Look, Hugo. I don't know if we should keep going with this.

It's already the second case.

[female doctor] What are you doing?

[footsteps approaching]

[breathing heavily] How are you?

It doesn't hurt.

-[monitor beeping] -[sighs] Thank God.

[music fades]

[exhales] I told you we had some great doctors.

No, Hugo.

It doesn't hurt at all.

Careful.

[exhales] You didn't say I'd stop feeling pain all over my body.

What you said was you were going to treat my hand.

That's probably the anesthetic they gave you.

-I don't feel anything. Nothing. -Alright. Don't touch it. Wait. Stop it.

-[Roque] What did you do to me? -[sighs]

[exhales] We did what you needed. Okay?

-[Roque clicks tongue, pants] -[Hugo] What are you doing? No, Roque.

Stop. Wait, wait, wait, stop! It's dangerous. Roque! Roque!

-[thud] -Careful, man.

[Roque pants]

Whatever you did to me, undo it. Make it stop.

[Hugo] Come on. Stand up.

[Roque groaning]

Roque, if you leave,

you're done with rugby forever, okay?

So just calm down. I'll get the doctor.

-Don't move. -[Roque exhales]

She's not leaving until she gets the shot. Understood?

Yes.

Zoe. [exhales]

Ready?

Yep. Ready.

You'll be okay.

-[soft, disturbing music playing] -[door closes]

The ADA's doing blood tests at the event.

-Any chance they'll find something? -We told you from the beginning.

There is a residue that could be found if they look for it.

Remember, if things go wrong, you have more at stake than I do.

Go check on Roque.

[music fades]

[footsteps receding]

♪ What is vanity? ♪

[Roque panting]

[grunting]

♪ What is ugly, really? ♪

-Come on. -[panting]

♪ What is vanity ♪

[Roque exhales]

♪ What is ugly, really? ♪

♪ What is vanity? ♪

♪ What is vanity, really? ♪

♪ What is ugly, really? ♪

[reporter] Welcome back. We're at the Pyrenees HPC,

and the 800-meter heptathlon race is about to begin.

We will soon know who will be representing Spain

at the next World Championship.

And there's no denying how excited we are

to witness the new talent brought to you by Olympo.

Her face is all over the stands.

It definitely has to be something very special.

-[woman] Can we take a picture with you? -[Iker] Sure.

-Alright. Thanks. -Thanks.

[music fades]

Fuck off, dude. Seat's taken.

Don't worry, dude. I won't be here for long.

[indistinct background conversations]

[sighs]

-What Olympo's doing is dangerous. -Shut your fucking mouth.

-Iker, you lied to me! -Keep it down, Cristian.

You told me not to ask about it and I didn't.

-I trusted you all the way. -I trusted you too, dumbass.

[exhales]

Don't you see it was a gamble to support a brat who got kicked off?

This is how you thank me for the Olympo sponsorship?

I don't even want it.

Take your fucking sponsorship back. I've had enough of your manipulation.

-[necklace clinks] -[inhales deeply]

Kiddo.

Don't tell me you're doing this because of your annoying girlfriend.

Oof. Fucking awesome.

[exhales]

Where the fuck is she?

[exhales]

You don't need me anymore, huh?

[Jacobo laughs]

[Miqui] Hey.

-What are you doing here? -[Jacobo] Hey.

-[Renata laughs] -[Jacobo grunts] How are you?

What did the Federation say? Did the treatment work out?

-Hmm. -Hey, you can do it.

[grunts]

-Do your best, okay? -[Renata sighs] Yeah.

-You're on the same team as Zoe Moral? -Hmm.

She has three minutes.

-Well… -[sighs]

And to think you convinced me that she could change.

[Jacobo sighs through nose]

You got this!

-Let's do this. C'mon. -[sighs]

[sighs]

-Hey. -[Zoe's dad] Hey.

Where is she?

Hmm.

What if she's not on time?

-They'll wait, I assume? -Immediate disqualification.

Where on earth is she? My god!

[official] Athletes! One minute left.

Both feet behind the lines!

[reporter] Only a minute to go.

The athletes are behind their marks and ready to go.

-It's about to begin-- [grunts] -Oh, sorry! Sorry.

[reporter] Zoe Moral.

Zoe Moral has just arrived.

[panting] What's up? Waiting for someone?

[camera shutter fires]

[reporter] She's getting ready and taking her position.

That entrance was a surprise.

But looks like they're all set to begin.

Come on, ladies!

[Zoe] Good luck.

Let's go, Renata!

[starting pistol fires]

[action music playing]

[crowd cheering]

Go, Zoe! C'mon! C'mon!

[music builds]

-[Zoe's dad] What do you think? -Not very good.

C'mon, c'mon.

[lap bell ringing]

[action music distorts, softens]

[augmented panting]

[Renata groans]

[crowd whistling]

Oh, crap.

[music builds]

Don't… No! Don't stop, Zoe! No! Don't stop!

[transition to dramatic music]

Don't you see you have it all? Holy shit!

When exactly have you made an effort? Not once, goddamn it.

[music distorts eerily]

[Renata] You didn't do anything. You have no fucking idea.

[transition to action music]

Yeah, Zoe! Go, go, go, go!

Come on. Come on.

[transition to epic music]

[Zoe grunts]

-[crowd roars] -Yes!

-Good job, Zoe! -[music softens]

-That's Olympic level. Yeah! -Love you, sweetie! Yeah!

[music fades]

[panting]

[cheering continues]

[grunts]

[moans]

[cheering stops]

-[grunts] -[camera shutter fires]

[panting]

[soft, tense music playing]

[camera shutter fires]

Hey.

Renata, are you okay? Are you hurt?

You're not an athlete.

Leave me alone.

-Wait. Listen to me, damn it! -Leave me alone!

-Come with me. You have to be tested. -[scoffs]

[music fades]

Why are you watching athletics?

She's also been doping.

[scoffs]

[Miren exhales]

Don't you get the situation?

You have to be the one competing. You.

[exhales] Yeah, I know, Mom.

But, you know, Nunu's gonna test positive and--

There's no doping in synchro, Amaia! Only swimmers with short shins!

Come on, stretch those arms.

You can't let up for a single day, not with those shins.

We are not envious, Amaia.

We are disciplined.

Get up!

Effort's the only way to win.

Everything else is excuses. And excuses are for losers, Amaia.

Stretch your leg.

-[exhales deeply] -[Amaia sniffles]

I don't recognize you, Amaia.

Letting Fátima walk all over you.

You're not my daughter.

You're just mediocre.

-[Amaia whimpers] -Point your toes!

[whimpers] Mom. [sniffles]

I don't care what it takes, but tomorrow, you're in that duo.

[soft, mysterious music playing]

[duet] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

[mysterious music builds]

[breathing heavily]

HPC PYRENEES

[duet] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

[music softens]

[Fátima] What are you doing?

No.

I knew you were capable of anything. But laxatives?

They'll kick you out for this.

[transition to tense music]

[footsteps approaching quickly]

-[Fátima shouts] -[Núria] Oh my gosh!

[Svetlana] No, no, no! Fátima! Fátima! Fátima!

Call a doctor!

-Fátima. -[Svetlana] Hurry!

Fátima!

What happened?

[tense music builds]

[breathing shakily]

[exhales shakily]

[breathes normally]

-[music fades] -[indistinct conversation]

There she is! I knew you could do it.

-I knew it, I knew it! -[Zoe laughs]

-[dad kisses loudly] -[both laugh]

Impressive run, Zoe.

[both laughing]

-[dad] Zoe! -[laughter]

-[dad laughing] -[kisses loudly]

The Olympo sponsorship deal is off.

What?

Get your things.

You're expelled from the HPC.

What? No. Why? Why? I mean, she just won the race. I don't understand.

Zoe knows why.

[mom] But, hold on. Wait a minute.

What about the trial, the lawyers, the debt? Everything you promised us?

Ma'am, I'm sorry. But, sadly, I'm not the one that's in breach of contract.

[soft, dramatic music playing]

[Hugo] You take care now.

What happened?

What have you done, Zoe?

[raises voice] Zoe, what have you done?

-Wait a minute now, maybe… -What? Maybe, what? Maybe what?

[exhales loudly] I can't deal with you. That's it. I'm done. Okay? I'm done.

Look, you know what? Do whatever you feel like.

It's all lost anyway, right?

[dramatic music builds]

[dad] Wh… Where are you going? Zoe!

-[music fades] -[mom exhales]

[monitors beeping]

What happened?

Has she woken up?

Did she say anything about what happened to her?

No?

Oh my God.

I just heard. I rushed over here because I couldn't believe it.

And the day before the duet trials, right?

I mean, I can do it.

I've… I've done it a thousand times with Nunu, anyway. Right, Nunu?

That's up to the captain.

What do you mean the captain?

Well, Núria's the captain now.

[Svetlana] I didn't say she was.

Right, but I did.

Everything matters here, except sport. I want nothing to do with Olympo.

[in Russian] Take care.

See you.

[footsteps recede]

[in English] So captain, who's your duo?

Well, the person who's most ready.

The only one who's been willing to give her all for the duet…

is Peque.

[soft, tense music playing]

[Jana] Alright, then.

-[transition to nostalgic music] -[breathing heavily]

[whimpers]

[crying]

[music builds]

[sobs uncontrollably]

[security camera buzzes]

[music fades]

[Hugo] I told you it was worth the wait.

The Peque thing? Well played.

Good job, Jana.

-[Jana] Why did you kick her out? -[Hugo exhales] She didn't wanna do it.

You've always been right about her.

She's not Olympo.

What if they find out what we're doing?

[cell phone vibrating]

-[cell phone beeps] -Hello? Yes.

What? You can't find him?

[door opens]

[Núria] Amaia.

Amaia, don't act all offended. You did the same thing to me.

What did I do to you?

Look, now you're the one who's not willing to give their all.

-Peque, on the other hand-- -Wait, hold on. Hold on.

Wait a minute, Núria.

Peque has no fucking idea what it means to work hard.

[raises voice] And neither do you. You have no fucking idea!

You have the nerve to come here doped up to your neck and give me this bullshit?

You're saying that to me? Really? Who the fuck are you, Núria?

You've left me with nothing.

You've absolutely destroyed me. You've taken everything from me.

You know what the worst part is?

If you had made an effort and worked hard when you needed to,

the two of us would be super happy

at the fucking Olympics competing together again!

[laughs through nose]

-What are you laughing at? -You, Amaia. And everything you're saying.

And, like, do you really believe all this, Amaia?

And I'm laughing at this American idea that your stupid mom put in your head.

"Where there's a will, there's a way." That's not how it works!

And because of it,

you've crushed your friends and tortured everyone.

You've made us suffer again and again and again.

But you don't realize you've been torturing yourself the most. And for what?

Do you really think you and I are going to beat the Russians in the Olympics?

We won't, Amaia.

Hard work is not the secret to winning.

The secret is how far you're willing to go.

[soft, melancholic music playing]

[footsteps receding]

[door opens]

[door slams shut]

[cell phone notification rings]

ROQUE WE'RE GOING TO REPORT OLYMPO.

[music fades]

[crickets chirping]

[Sebas] To your victory.

[laughs] And to my expulsion.

[Sebas laughs through nose]

[Sebas exhales]

Hey, what are you gonna do about Roque?

Nothing.

It's over.

-[exhales] -Right. [clears throat]

I was… I was scared.

Then the trailer thing, and… [sighs]

I… I don't know.

Look, I get it. It's not okay that he didn't respect your pace.

But you have to talk to him.

[door opens]

No. No way, dude.

-This is… -Sebas. Sebas.

Listen to me.

-I know you won't forgive me. I'm sorry. -Let me go.

[Roque] I didn't listen to you. I didn't respect your pace.

I messed up bad. Listen to me.

I need you to forgive me, Sebas.

-Look at me. -Let me go!

[Roque grunts]

[both breathing heavily]

[exhales]

I'm sorry.

I know how you feel. I really messed up. I, uh…

[sighs] You told me what you wanted, and I didn't listen.

[sniffles] I need you to forgive me.

Roque, I wanna be with you.

But this whole documentary thing has been really hard.

It's over and done with.

[music fades]

I'm done with Olympo.

[soft, emotional music playing]

Hmm.

[Roque, Sebas breathing heavily]

Damn, guys.

[cries] That's beautiful.

[both laugh]

[music fades]

[knocking on door]

Amaia, it's Cristian!

Come in!

Where's Amaia?

No idea.

-She's not here? -Uh-uh.

Okay.

See ya.

[soft, intriguing music playing]

[crickets chirping]

[glass clinking]

[intriguing music fades]

Hmm. Thanks.

[exhales deeply]

We're gonna report Olympo, aren't we?

Yeah.

Amaia was right, you know.

-From the start. -Amaia's always right.

You should tell her when she gets here. She'll love that.

[laughs] Well, I mean, should I? She can get pretty smug.

[Sebas laughs through nose]

-[door opens] -[crickets chirping]

[exhales]

[door closes]

What the fuck are you guys doing here?

What about you?

Who told you we were here? Amaia?

No. Matter of fact, I am looking for Amaia. I need to know where she is.

-Have you seen her? -We're waiting for her.

She's not at the HPC. If she's not, then she has to be here. Where…

Why are you looking for her?

I wanna tell her that Olympo can kiss my butt.

[exhales]

Take a seat. And welcome to the club.

You jackass. Why didn't you text me? I was worried as fuck, man.

It's over now. I'm fine. It was just one night--

-I heard it was fucking brutal. -I guess.

Okay, guys, you can catch up later, okay?

Focus, come on. With Cristian, that makes three witnesses.

Yeah, but without evidence, we're screwed.

[soft, intriguing music playing]

[music pulses]

[inhales deeply]

[music fades]

Do you know if it's illegal to steal in Andorra?

[crickets chirping]

-[leaves crackle] -[tense music playing]

It's been years since we've seen a completely clean competition, right?

There's still Núria Borges.

[tense music continues]

[high-pitched beep]

ERROR INCIDENT 5266

[music fades]

Everything will be fine.

What if it isn't?

Hugo, if it isn't?

[elevator dings]

[footsteps approach]

Núria Borges.

Come in.

Have a seat.

-[sighs] -[Yolanda clears throat]

What were you doing in Andorra?

Um…

You know the rules when there's a raid.

You need to go directly to a known location.

Uh, yeah.

Why weren't you at the HPC?

Um…

-[sighs] Because-- -Come on. Don't lie to me.

You wouldn't wanna risk your record.

Uh, I just spent a few days at the HQ with Olympo.

[soft, tense music playing]

Why?

Well… [clears throat] …to negotiate the contract.

For my sponsorship.

And nothing else?

Nothing else.

[tense music fades]

Everything came back negative.

-[cheerful music playing] -Hmm.

I wish you the best of luck in today's competition.

Thanks.

♪ When you want it ♪

♪ Then you take it ♪

♪ Forget what you see When you close your eyes ♪

♪ Girl, you'll make it ♪

[announcer] Good morning!

We're here at the Pyrenees HPC, where, for the first time,

we're witnessing one of the most-awaited competitions in synchronized swimming,

which is the national championship for duets.

The atmosphere is electric.

The energy here is incredible, and Olympo is the official sponsor of the event.

[cheerful music continues]

[indistinct conversation]

♪ You don't want it ♪

-[Cristian] Have you seen her? -[Roque] No.

Where the hell is she?

♪ No rest for the weak, no sleep at night You can make it ♪

♪ You gon' want it ♪

-[thud] -Oh, sorry.

♪ You gon' make it ♪

Renata, I'm sorry about what happened with Jacobo.

But you can't tell me that--

♪ I'm a woman ♪

I knew you didn't need to cheat to make it.

♪ I'm a woman, what you see I'm a woman, what you… ♪

Ah, so that was you.

At the cabin, right?

[both laugh]

[upbeat music softens]

I told you it was undetectable.

-Well, you seemed pretty freaked out. -Me?

You should've seen Jana.

Because I don't like working like this. You're pushing me too far, I'm exhausted.

Take it easy. The worst part's over.

-Breathe. -[exhales]

You're always getting too worked up, Jana.

The match isn't over 'til the ref blows the final whistle.

Awesome. So now the match is over,

what do we do?

♪ I'm a woman, what you see I'm a woman, what you see ♪

It's only just begun.

♪ I'm a woman, I'm a woman Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ I'm a woman, I'm a woman Hey, hey, hey ♪

[music stops]

A big round of applause for the artistic swimming duo

who are running to represent the national team

at the next World Championships.

Núria Borges and Amaia Olaberria.

[crowd cheering]

[crowd continues cheering, whistling]

[applause fades]

[duet] One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Five, six, seven.

[tense music playing]

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. One, two, three, four, five…

[augmented bubbling]

[tense music stops]

[soft, instrumental music playing]

[whoops] Go, girls!

[applause]

[music builds]

Don't you long for this?

That feeling of being admired because you're the only one who can do it.

When you're young, you lack experience.

But when you finally have it, it's time to retire.

What if, with all that experience,

we could have the same physical prowess as before?

[transition to frenetic music]

[music softens]

[music builds]

[music softens]

-Not even the Russians could do this. -This is crazy. This is Olympic gold.

How many is that, thirteen?

That's impossible.

Goddamn it, Amaia.

Son of a bitch.

[bubbling]

["Daylight" by David Kushner playing]

A big round of applause for Amaia Olaberria y Núria Borges!

[crowd cheering]

♪ Telling myself I won't go there ♪

[cheering, whistling]

♪ Oh, but I know that I won't care ♪

♪ Trying to wash away All the blood I've spilt ♪

♪ This lust is a burden That we both share ♪

Bravo.

♪ Two sinners can't atone From a lone prayer ♪

♪ Souls tied Intertwined by pride and guilt ♪

[crowd cheering, whistling]

♪ There's darkness in the distance ♪

♪ From the way that I've been livin' ♪

Leaving already?

♪ But I know I can't resist it ♪

Yes. We're packing up.

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

So what is it now, Zoe?

♪ …drink the poison from the same vine ♪

Guess I'm the one fighting doping now.

♪ …at the same time Hidin' all of our sins from the daylight ♪

♪ From the daylight Runnin' from the daylight ♪

♪ From the daylight Runnin' from the daylight ♪

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

[applause, whistling continues]

♪ Tellin' myself it's the last time ♪

♪ Can you spare any mercy That you might find? ♪

♪ If I'm down on my knees again? ♪

[sniffling]

♪ Deep down, way down, Lord, I try ♪

-[sniffling] -Hey. You okay?

[Fátima cries]

-Well done, girls! -Amazing!

♪ …the end ♪

♪ There's darkness in the distance I'm beggin' for forgiveness ♪

♪ But I know I might resist it, oh ♪

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

-[exhales] -["Daylight" distorts slightly]

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

[high-pitched ringing]

[augmented exhale]

[ringing]

♪ From the daylight Runnin' from the daylight ♪

-["Daylight" distorts] -[ringing]

♪ …same time ♪

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

♪ You and I drink the poison From the same vine ♪

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

♪ Hidin' all of our sins From the daylight ♪

♪ From the daylight Runnin' from the daylight ♪

♪ From the daylight Runnin' from the daylight ♪

♪ Oh, I love it and I hate it At the same time ♪

["Daylight" stops abruptly]

[soft, intriguing music playing]

[music stops]