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[program jingle]

[interference]

The time has come.

-After countless stories… -[celestial tinkling]

-…it is time to hear her version. -["No Cambié" playing on electric guitar]

[Joaquín] That of the woman who, for better or worse,

found herself as the eye of this extraordinary storm.

[song stops]

All the questions we have yet to answer,

all the mysteries we have yet to solve, the many loose ends,

the plot holes,

everything will completely be resolved.

[mysterious buzzing]

Trust me.

[echoes] I never lie.

["Karma Chameleon" by Culture Club playing]

♪ Desert loving in your eyes… ♪

Margarita.

-Look who I have here. -My baby.

Your baby.

-Oh, my child. -What a pretty little angel.

-[Margarita] She's so beautiful. -Beautiful.

[Margarita] So beautiful.

-[nurse] Perfect. -My little girl.

-[nurse] What's her name? -María Del Mar.

-[nurse] María Del Mar. Lovely. -You're so beautiful.

[indistinct voice on TV]

-Have you seen a needle? -[Floreal] Hmm?

-No. -[Marimar] Get off! What are you doing?

[Margarita] You sure you didn't take the needle?

-[Marimar] No. -[Margarita] You didn't swallow it?

♪ Karma, karma, karma Karma, karma chameleon ♪

-[music stops] -[thunder rumbling]

[Tamara singing "Lobo-Hombre en París" by La Unión]

[continues singing "Lobo-Hombre en París"]

See, she's rehearsing. Today's her singing debut.

[Tamara continues singing "Lobo-Hombre en París"]

[siren blaring]

[Tamara stops singing suddenly]

[unsettling music playing]

-[cab driver] Hey. What's going on? -[officer] We have no idea.

[indistinct chatter]

-[cab driver] Hope it's nothing serious. -Hope so.

[cab driver] You be safe.

[cab driver in car] They said it must've been the storm. A lightning strike.

We'll know tomorrow if it was a bomb.

Where to then?

Let's go back home now.

["Si Nos Dejan" by Tamara playing]

[Joaquín] Hey, what is that? Hey, I can smell burning.

Hey, something's burning around here, but--

Oh, shit! [screaming]

-[interference] -[Joaquín continues screaming]

["Si Nos Dejan" by Tamara continues playing]

[celestial tinkling]

CIVIL SERVICE STUDY GUIDES: ADMINISTRATIVE BRANCH

PHOTOCOPIES

[inaudible]

["Si Nos Dejan" continues in background]

[on TV] We have some breaking news.

It seems that a plane has crashed into the famous Twin Towers

in New York City.

We don't have all the details yet, but you're watching these images live.

As you can see, there's a hole in the North Tower.

["Si Nos Dejan" continues]

[boy] Mama!

Mama, Mama, can I have these?

Hey. Look at my big boy, huh?

This boy gets heavier by the day. You'd think he's eight, not five!

He's taller than a beanpole. Just like his dad.

[indistinct voices on TV]

FAREWELL!

Thank you very much.

-[Macarena] We'll miss you, buddy. -Thank you.

-[song stops suddenly] -[seagulls squawking]

[phone ringing]

[woman on TV] Alejandro Sanz all the way.

-I love Alejandro Sanz. -[phone continues ringing]

[woman] Let me tell you something.

It's such a damn shame to see Spaniards abandoning their artists,

as always.

-[man] But it's not about that. -[woman] No. Damn right.

-Shit! Are we allowed to swear? -[phone continues ringing]

[muffled sting]

SUPERSTAR

[silence]

THE BALLAD OF MARIMAR CUENA SEISDEDOS EPISODE 6

-[heart monitor beeping] -[Margarita labored breathing]

[Margarita] My darling girl.

What happened? Mama, what's wrong?

[Margarita gasps]

[Marimar] Oh.

I need to tell you something.

Don't talk like that, you scare me.

[Margarita] Well, it scares me more…

to go with God without begging your forgiveness…

[sighs]

…for the biggest sin I've committed ever.

Do you remember that day you asked your father and I for money?

[Marimar] Mm-hmm.

To go and…

release an album,

get famous, and get everyone to listen to you

and that wonderful voice you have?

[flames crackling]

I'm sorry. I lied.

I told you we were broke,

but we had some savings from selling the shop.

[somber music playing]

Mama, those were just fantasies from when I was a kid.

Last night, I dreamt the most beautiful thing.

Almost otherworldly.

You were famous.

Everybody loved you and you were so happy.

It was me who took that away.

Don't be silly, Mama.

Who knows what would've happened if I had released an album.

I know what, since last night.

[brick scraping]

But you…

You have known since birth.

[indistinct whispering]

How are you doing?

-I'm okay. -Do you think we can talk to her?

[classical music playing over speaker]

No, it's probably best if we leave her alone right now.

She needs it.

-[interference] -[music stops]

["Karma Chameleon" playing over speaker]

♪ How to sell a contradiction… ♪

-They'll change it. -Huh? What?

The music. Their… their Spotify is acting up.

♪ Karma, karma, karma Karma, karma chameleon ♪

♪ You come and go, you come and go ♪

[song fades and mixes with melancholic music]

♪ Loving would be easy If your colors were like my dreams ♪

♪ Red, gold, and green Red, gold, and green ♪

[music fades out]

[melancholic music playing]

[keys jangling]

[lock clicks]

[door squeaks]

[clock ticking]

[Marimar sobbing]

[gasping]

[hyperventilating]

[clock continues ticking]

[phone beeps]

[ringing tone]

-Marimar. -Carmelita.

Oh.

M… Marimar, what's wrong?

Oh, gosh! Are… are you okay?

-No. -Oh, no.

Honey. But… Where are you?

I… I'm at my mom's.

-Oh. Oh, my goodness. -I can't do this alone.

Okay, listen. Don't worry.

I'll drop the kid off with his dad and come over. I love you.

-I'm coming. Hang tight, honey. Okay? -[cries] Okay.

[phone beeps]

[clock continues ticking]

[slow footsteps]

[nostalgic music playing]

[music fades out]

[wind whistling in distance]

[clock continues ticking]

[wind continues whistling]

[car honking in distance]

[wind whistling in distance]

[eerie music playing]

[wind continues whistling]

[Carmela] Marimar?

[music fades out]

[door creaks]

[Carmela] Where are you?

Oh, God, Marimar. Why would you come by yourself?

Come here, give me a hug. You nearly gave me a heart attack.

I was so worried about you.

I told you not to come by yourself, that I'd come with you.

All right, come on.

Let's have a glass of water 'cause I'm dehydrated.

Then we'll do this together. But God, you scared me! I swear, Marimar.

-I almost died. -[eerie music playing]

[music builds]

[music fades out]

[rustling]

[zipper closes]

[keys jangling]

BISCAY

All right. I'll come with you 'cause this stuff is way too heavy.

I'm gonna stay a bit longer.

[Carmela] No, come on. It's so late, honey. Let's go home.

I just need to be alone for a while.

Of course.

That's fine.

Okay.

All right.

You wanna know something?

I'm a total moron.

Because I realized at your mother's funeral

how much you, uh… how much you loved her.

And she was just so mysterious, so quiet, just like…

just like you.

[chuckles]

I swear you Basque folks are like hieroglyphics.

Well, I'm off then.

Uh… I'll call you tomorrow?

Get some rest.

[footsteps retreating]

[door opens]

[door squeaks]

-[door slams shut] -[drum flourish]

[wind whistling in distance]

[mysterious music playing]

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

[panting]

[uplifting music playing]

[rhythmic drumming]

-[dramatic music playing] -[rhythmic drumming continues]

[breathing heavily]

[cymbal tinkles]

[optimistic music playing]

[music builds]

[cymbal crashes]

TAMARA AND MARGARITA WELCOME US INTO THEIR HOME

"THERE ARE NO SECRETS OR LIES BETWEEN US"

[music fades out]

[crash]

[cars honking in distance]

[traffic humming]

-[siren blaring] -[cars honking]

[woman on TV] The roadmap for Santurtzi was similar to that of Barakaldo,

where all of the political groups have agreed a joint text

to avoid further evictions in the municipality.

In Santurtzi, it was also Bildu that first presented a motion on the issue.

Good morning.

Morning, hon.

I didn't hear you come in last night.

Yeah, I was really late.

When should I tell Javi to drop by to do the furniture valuation?

[on TV] …as Bildu explained,

with the PNV's commitment to call another meeting.

I haven't really finished going through everything.

-Hmm. -I'd have to go back once more.

All right.

We shouldn't make the people at the agency wait too long.

-They're very insistent. -Mm-hmm.

They wanna put it up for sale by January.

[on TV] …a consensus was reached, like Barakaldo.

["Superestar" by Tamara playing]

["Superestar" continues playing on Walkman]

[in Spanish] ♪ I am the revolution ♪

♪ No one can stop me ♪

♪ My journey to stardom has just begun ♪

♪ Everyone's talking about me ♪

♪ I'm making headlines… ♪

["Superestar" continues playing over speaker]

["Superestar" continues playing]

[indistinct chatter and laughter]

[in English] What?!

-Oh, my God! -Wait!

-Honey! -Wait, wait, wait!

-Can we get a picture with you? -Of course.

-You're so beautiful! -Come on.

-Come on. Hurry. -Oh, my God.

-Wait. I'm nervous. -Let's go, hurry!

Who would've known we were gonna take a photo with Tamara?!

-"Tamara"? -Yes?

That's not your name anymore. What was it?

-Ámbar, girl. -Ámbar.

-[Marimar] Uh… -No.

Yurena, no?

-That's it! -[Dita] Yurena!

You can call yourself whatever you want. You're motherfucking Tamara!

-All righty now, smile. -Smile!

[Megui] Come closer, closer.

[whoops]

-C'mon, c'mon, imitate her! -Oh, yeah.

-Imitate her! It's perfect. Just watch. -My God.

[Dita] Watch.

She's a fake, a hypocrite, duplicitous, but a very good actress.

-Ah! Don't I sound like you? -Isn't she great?!

-This is crazy. -Let's grab something to drink.

-Oh, my. Yes! -[Megui] Absolutely. Let's go.

Have you been here before? You're gonna love it.

-Um… we're gonna get you drunk. -Hi, honey!

She's with us. She's a friend. Hi, good to see you.

-[Dita] I see you, handsome. -[Mariana] What's up, baby?

-[Megui] Don't trip up. -[Mariana] We're taking this bitch to VIP.

Give her whatever she wants. Whatever she wants.

Okay, babe, let's go. Almost there.

-Come on. -Come on!

Go on up, honey. Enjoy yourself.

-Go on, queen! -Go on!

-Let's go, we're late. -[Dita] Let's go!

-[audience cheering] -[electronic music playing over speaker]

-How's everybody doing?! -[Mariana whoops]

[audience cheering]

You won't believe what happened to us just now.

-The three of us were out having a smoke-- -And tonight, here with us…

A feeling, a legend, a myth!

A musical icon!

-[Megui] A world icon! -[Dita] Without her, we would not be here.

-Our muse, ladies! -[Mariana] Oh, there she is!

[all continue cheering and whistling]

["No Cambié" by Tamara playing over speaker]

[in Spanish] ♪ I didn't change I didn't change, I didn't change ♪

♪ I'm still the same girl But I'm no longer aching for your love ♪

[audience cheering and whistling]

♪ I didn't change I didn't change, I didn't change ♪

♪ I didn't change I didn't change, I didn't change ♪

♪ I'm still the same girl But I'm no longer aching for your love ♪

[song stops]

[man on TV, in English] Whoa, there he goes!

I'm going out of town for a few days.

[husband] Hmm.

So… my cousins in Algorta are devastated about Margarita.

-And they want me to go and see them. -Hmm.

While I'm there, they'll show me the finished apartment and…

and I'll see Ascen's kids, who likely won't recognize me.

Hmm. Hmm.

Well, if it's all right with you,

[clears throat]

I'll tell them to start showing the apartment.

No, not yet. Don't.

Well, how long will you be gone?

I don't know.

You don't know, but…

what I do know

is the people at the agency will think we're completely unreliable.

[indistinct voices on TV]

I'm gonna take care of my mom's apartment.

And I am in no rush whatsoever to sell.

Hmm?

-I thought we had come to an agreement. -Hmm?

I know. You brought it up as soon as she was taken to the hospital.

I just don't get when you changed your mind.

I never changed my mind.

The difference is, I speak up now.

["Around the World" by Yurena playing]

♪ No matter where you are ♪

♪ You better dance all night ♪

♪ Smile or cry ♪

♪ Do it with music ♪

♪ The beat is in your heart ♪

♪ Enjoy your time ♪

♪ Music never left you down ♪

-♪ Around the world ♪ -♪ Music ♪

-♪ Around the world ♪ -♪ Music ♪

♪ Around the world ♪

-[lock clicks] -[music stops]

[door opens]

[door slams shut]

[Yurena] Yes, I'm here.

[crying] Not great, to be honest.

[sniffles] I feel so broken.

[sentimental music playing]

[Yurena] The funeral was lovely. Mm-hmm. The whole family was there.

I'm home, yeah. But I'm not at home. My home was Margarita.

And now I don't even know where I am.

[sighs]

I'll call you in a bit, okay?

[sniffles]

[exhales]

[footsteps retreating]

Oh!

[music fades out]

[tense music playing]

[siren wailing in distance]

[crash in distance]

[gasps gently]

[gasps]

[wind whistling in distance]

[Yurena, echoing] Hello?

Is anyone there?

[cymbal reverberates]

[drum flourish]

[sighs]

[cars honking in distance]

[panting]

-[exhales heavily] -[cell phone ringing and vibrating]

MANAGER

Hello?

Sorry, honey. It's just… you said you were gonna call me,

and I wanted to make sure everything is okay.

Mm-hmm, everything's fine. I appreciate you calling.

What's wrong?

Nothing, everything's fine.

Okay, well, thanks.

Yurenita…

[laughs] You're not seriously using at this point in your life, are you?

What? Drugs, you mean? No.

Of course not. Wh… where?

Are you sure you wanna be alone?

["No Me Pidas" by Tamara playing]

Alone?

Well, of course not.

[in Spanish] ♪ Don't ask me To believe you anymore ♪

♪ I'm sick and tired of waiting… ♪

[in English] A fake, a hypocrite, duplicitous, but a very good actress.

[laughs]

I haven't seen you play that record in your life.

-[Marimar] Hmm? -Well, I don't know what to say, Yurenita.

I didn't think you'd be so cheerful. Good for you.

The truth is, I'm broken on the inside.

But I think my mom would've liked seeing me like this.

You know, spreading joy, having fun.

Well, that's fantastic. To Margarita.

[all] To Margarita.

What's your plan for the next few days, darling?

To sing.

To sing? What do you mean? Like, sing in public?

[Marimar] Of course.

I mean that's what I do, right?

But, uh… but sing?

How though?

Like, sing… where exactly?

Well, I mean, um… there are no bookings right now.

But you know, if you still consider me your manager…

Of course I still consider you my manager. Mm-hmm.

Do we anticipate any, uh… concerts,

or any, uh… albums or music videos?

That'd be great.

You know what I think would be great? To launch a giant tour.

What do you think?

Yurena, do you mind coming with me for a moment?

Of course. One moment, excuse me.

-Of course. -Sure.

["No Me Pidas" continues playing in background]

[siren wailing in distance]

[sighs]

My dear, should I be worried about you?

No, why would you be worried?

Look, your mother's passing has obviously affected you,

and… that's only natural, but… I don't know how to put this lightly.

Well, go ahead. Say it.

Darling…

[song stops]

…do you have amnesia?

A little bit.

You need to see a doctor, my dear.

-No. After. -After what?

A record and a tour.

[woman] You can explain to her that those are the old files…

[Marimar] Look, Gregor, my mom is gone.

She's in… in heaven, in… the afterlife,

a ball of energy. Whatever.

My mom was my number one fan.

And my fans don't wanna see me walking out of a doctor's appointment.

My fans wanna see me sing on stage.

And that's what I'm gonna do.

Sing for her.

And sing for everyone, which is the same thing.

-[emotive guitar music playing] -[sniffles]

What's my most popular song? It's the one that goes "No cambié," right?

Yes.

[Marimar] Who wrote it?

Leonardo Dantés.

Call him.

Wh… what… what did you say?

[man singing in Spanish]

[indistinct voices on TV]

[cheering on TV]

[Gregorio, in English] You ended horribly.

Oh, really?

What'd he do?

-I dunno. Spoke poorly of you. -Oh.

Don't ask me what it is he said specifically.

But, uh… he was one of many guys that did you wrong.

Those guys, they really, truly hurt you.

Oh, my God! Well, what'd they do?

Well, I mean there was Arlekin,

who was your manager then.

He was the… the worst one of all.

I wanna show you this piece of paper. Watch me.

[man continues singing in Spanish]

Guesemen!

[in English] He leaked a video of you, naked, doing explicit things with him.

And what else?

Well, uh… he went on

to sing a song insulting you.

And, oh! He used to chase you and your mother around with a camera.

[Marimar] Seriously?

Yeah. And then there was, um… Loly Álvarez.

That motherfucker had the nerve to hire that stupid bitch to plagiarize my voice.

[Gregorio] She said she was gonna sue you because you'd stolen her voice.

My word! Come on now. Are you for real?

And, um… and Paco Porras…

♪ Guesemen ♪

…whom you pretended to be pregnant with and all that.

Now, this is the actual fork

that Michael used to eat this bowl of pasta you see here.

Each one of them spent years talking shit about you.

Well, you know what I think?

Too bad for them. [laughing]

Wait a minute,

you don't care… about any of that now?

I mean… thing is, my whole life, music has been my passion.

And if you listen to music, you listen to many stories.

I mean, Boy George, my idol.

He spent a year and a half in jail

for something so, so idiotic you'd think it was a joke.

And George Michael? Look what they did to him.

The guy in Depeche Mode almost snuffed it.

The Smiths? Terrible. Mecano? So many misfortunes.

All artists have had lives that are a completely different level of insane.

And to be honest, I've always thought

that if in order to be a star and have a life that's extraordinary,

you have to survive this type of bullshit…

♪ Guesemen ♪

♪ Guesemen ♪

♪ Guesemen ♪

♪ Guesemen ♪

♪ Guesemen ♪

♪ Guesemen ♪

[in Spanish] ♪ I didn't change I didn't change, I didn't change ♪

♪ I didn't change I didn't change, I didn't change ♪

♪ I found a new love And with his kisses, I forgot about you ♪

-[man on TV, in English] Incredible. -…sign me up right now.

[man on TV] Tamara and Margarita! Margarita and Tamara!

[Leonardo] Thank you very much. It's great that you like poetry so much.

Sometimes appearances are deceiving.

Right. And now,

here's my favorite verse by Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer.

A small tear welled up in her eyes

And on my lips, a phrase of forgiveness

Pride spoke, she wiped away her tears

And on my lips, a phrase died

I walk down a path…

[feedback screeches]

I walk down a path

[emotive music playing]

She walks another

But at the thought… [clears throat]

…but at the thought of our shared love

I still say

"Why did I say nothing?"

And she will say

"Why did I not cry?"

[music stops]

Oof.

[emotive music playing again]

[whoops]

[soft knock]

Come in.

Hello!

[music fades out]

[Marimar] Aw, what's wrong? You're not gonna give me a hug?

How did you get in?

Um… through the door after you told me to come in.

[Leonardo] Hmm.

You saw me just now, from the stage, right?

No, no, to be honest--

Oh, no. I thought you had. I'm sorry.

No.

No, I'm the one who's sorry. I'm… I'm…

It's "Yurena," by the way. I go by Yurena now.

I'm sorry, Yurena.

-What are you doing here? -I'm here to see you.

[Leonardo] Oh… you came…

all the way from Madrid?

I mean it's not that far.

[Leonardo] Right.

Well, what do you want?

So, listen,

I'd love it if you collaborated with me on something.

-[Leonardo] Collaborate? On what? -Mm-hmm.

Nothing, um… a record.

[emotive music playing]

[Leonardo sighs]

You know what? It's… damp because of…

the pool's right on the other side, and one minute you're totally freezing,

and the next minute, you're burning, and I'm like…

You know what dressing rooms are like.

-Things are still the same. -Hmm.

-[bells ringing] -[indistinct chatter]

[girl] Whoa!

[children playing]

[Leonardo] Most of my songs have been about being unlucky in love.

-Right. -It's something I don't…

I don't talk about much.

I also… don't really trust people that much.

But, uh… that's what happens with me.

I've probably only been in love with one person, and only I knew about it.

Or rather, the men I like, well, they're…

they're all straight.

-[Marimar] Oh. -That's the truth.

Anyway… Come in, please.

-Yeah. Make yourself at home, okay? -It's beautiful.

Yeah. Well, it's really messy right now.

The thing is, um…

With this Bécquer tour, I haven't had the time to…

But, you know, as they say, a man living by himself…

-I'm sorry, is there someone else in here? -No.

[Marimar] Hmm.

So, uh… how about instead of singing about lovers and heartbreak,

why not sing about yourself?

I lied to you earlier.

I told you I hadn't seen you from the stage, but I did see you.

Yeah.

It's because I've imagined so many times that… that you'd show up out of nowhere.

-A ghost from the past. And now look! -[snickers]

And what happened?

You would apologize.

Or I would apologize to you. It's all kind of foggy now, to be honest.

Well… here I am.

It is what it is.

Should we hug like before?

[emotive music playing]

[faint clatter]

Are you sure we're completely alone?

No, no, no, don't worry.

There's no one here. I'm alone.

That's a metaphor.

Ah.

You're very lucky you're a poet.

-♪ Tell me the truth, baby ♪ -[cell phone ringing and vibrating]

-♪ I know something's on your mind… ♪ -[camera clicking]

-[man] Tamara, your phone's ringing. -Oh! Thank you.

Oh, it's Gregorio! Do you mind if I take a moment?

-[photographer] Not at all. -Thank you.

Hello, amor.

[Gregorio] Amor!

And? Did they like it?

Did they like it? They loved it!

-Oh. So… so what's next? -[camera clicks]

They gave us the green light.

To what?

To everything you asked for.

[camera clicking rapidly]

Oh!

[photographer] Sorry to butt in. I couldn't help myself.

No, honey. Whatever you need. Don't worry, babe.

[photographer] You have to capture moments like these. They only happen once.

What do you mean? Look at me.

-[pop music continues in background] -[camera clicking]

Well, here it is. We've made 200 copies. So I'll, uh… email you the bill later?

Yeah, email it to me. Yurena, don't you think it's amazing?

This is freaking insane.

It's almost like it's me, but… but, like, not really, right?

Miss, here's the toy you asked for.

-Oh! -[man 1] It's all I could find.

Oh, my God! It looks just like it. It's… it's the same one. Thanks.

Be careful. These confetti cannons don't fuck around.

-They're dangerous. -Yeah, but it's for her intro.

It's very important to her.

-Yeah. -Okay. But these don't always work.

If the show starts and it doesn't go off, we're in trouble.

[Marimar] I know.

But when I was gonna debut as a singer,

my mom had one of these with her to support me.

[man 2] And it worked?

No.

[Leonardo, in Spanish] ♪ A thousand wishes ♪

♪ A thousand hopes ♪

-[band rehearsing in background] -♪ A thousand dreams that warmed my soul ♪

♪ But nobody got to see The real Leonardo ♪

[Leonardo laughs]

[in English] I'm sorry. You… told me to be as truthful and honest as I could be.

-I got a bit carried away. -[Marimar] Hmm.

And left my own name in, Leonardo.

But, of course, I'll change it immediately.

Gimme a second.

Oh, but I always thought you sang this part.

Oh, no, no. No way. I don't…

I'm not gonna sing this song. That one or any other.

What do you mean?

This isn't a duet.

You're not even singing the chorus or something?

[scoffs] No.

My stage is a different one, my dear friend. No.

[clicks tongue]

I thought you were dying to go back.

Yeah.

You know, everyone thinks I failed at music.

They do. But… that's not the truth.

One day I realized, like so many artists,

that my kingdom isn't this one.

I once wanted to live off of music.

And now I live in it.

Looks like I did change after all. [laughing]

-All right, let me change that name. -No.

-You wanna know something? -[gentle music playing]

I've had so many names

that it'd be an honor to sing yours.

-[Gregorio] Amor? -[Marimar] What is it?

We've sold every single ticket.

Oh! What a pity.

Thanks. What about those who can't come in and watch?

No, Yurena, no.

-We are totally sold out, darling. -Yeah?

-It's time to go. -Oh, okay.

-This way, please. -Can you hold this for me?

-[man] Two, one… -[audience clapping]

[host] Ladies and gentlemen, like we said before the break,

she is indeed here.

Yes, we weren't joking. It hasn't been easy.

But she's here, and she's come to tell us about her new album and new tour.

Give it up for Yurena!

[audience clapping and cheering]

[gentle guitar music continues playing]

Don't ever change.

[Carmela] I think that's Yurena.

Marimar!

[laughs]

I'm sorry, I only know your name's Marimar because I live in Santurce as well.

And we all know that there. Well, all the neighbors.

Do you mind if we take a selfie?

Thank you.

How come you're in Madrid?

I'm here for a long weekend with the family, to see The Lion King.

I just happened to spot you getting out of the cab.

All right. One sec. One selfie.

-[camera clicks] -[man talking in background]

[Carmela sighs contentedly]

Hey, thanks so much.

You know, I've been following you for a very long time, all of your work.

Well, you and your mother.

Which, by the way, I am so terribly sorry for your loss.

Every time I have an issue with my mother,

or we have an argument and I don't see her for a while,

I always think about the two of you.

See, for me, you're almost like a talisman.

[boy] Mama!

I'm coming, honey, just a moment.

Well, listen, I hope we see you in Santurce someday. Yeah?

Bye. Kisses.

Do you remember the songs I play for you at home?

By Yurena? Well, that was her. And here, look. I took a picture with her.

[brooding music playing]

-[scraping] -[Marimar panting]

[wind whistling]

[grunts, pants]

Hello?

[clock ticking]

[drum flourish]

-[traffic humming] -[seagulls squawking]

[man] How is this possible?

But how did you get out here? What in God's name is going on here?!

-Excuse me? -Witchcraft. Witchcraft!

-[tense music playing] -What sort of witchcraft is this?

What do you mean, sir?

I just paid you for this bucket at the supermarket!

Oh!

[tense music builds]

[Marimar gasps]

[woman, over PA system] Cleanup on aisle six, please.

[indistinct chatter]

Here you go, thanks.

[cash register beeping]

[sighs]

[PA system] Attention, shoppers.

This week only, we are offering 50% off

on all produce and charcuterie.

Stop by our butcher counter for freshly cut steaks,

now at a special price.

[pop music playing over PA system]

So, uh…

you're really working here, huh?

It occurred to me one day, why not?

You know, I just love this place.

But I loved it way more before,

when these shelves were just stacked with records.

-Yeah, I know. You're telling me. -Oh! That's so true.

Do you remember? When we came here to buy Look Sharp! by Roxette?

[both] They had sold all but one!

["Buen Viaje" by Anni B Sweet playing on TV]

The year I became famous, I thought,

"That's it, I did it."

"I have changed the world, even if just a tiny bit."

Then all of a sudden, I'm crawling down some hole

and end up right here.

And everything's as it was.

-I watch TV, and it's just reruns. -Hmm.

I listen to music, and… it's the absolute same.

The world without me

is the same as the world with me.

["Buen Viaje" continues playing, muffled]

I need to apologize to you.

-Why? -For, you know, covering up the hole.

You covered it?

You didn't notice?

So, what have you been doing this whole time?

Besides working here?

I've been enjoying.

Enjoying what?

Well, the miracle of being a nobody.

And that strangers have no clue who you are.

They have no clue what your life is like.

They don't point you out.

They don't laugh at you.

They don't wanna hurt you.

Umm…

I feel like… you're saying you're a victim, Yurena.

My name is Marimar.

No. I am Marimar.

Hmm? Have you looked at yourself?

Okay, wait a minute. Hang on. Let's not get confused.

Marimar? That's me.

The girl who's never left Santurtzi in her life.

The one who's been bored out of her mind her whole life.

Never drawing attention to herself, always pleasing everyone,

never mattering to anyone.

That's me.

I'm sorry, but… who's being a victim now?

-Okay, sure. I'm playing the victim. -[tense music playing]

Do you recall when you were eight years old

and you constantly felt like you were burning inside

because you were so afraid of being worthless?

Well, that is how I have felt each and every single day of my life.

And that's a lot of days.

[fire roaring]

I don't feel sorry for you.

To tell you the truth,

I envy you.

You may have suffered the insufferable…

[solemn music playing]

…but you made our mother very happy.

What are you even saying?

[Yurena] You didn't force her to go to Madrid despite her age.

To suffer the insults, the mockery, the humiliation.

How dare you?

What could you know about my mother?

[empowering music playing]

Take a walk around the neighborhood.

[fire roaring]

Ask around. Go ahead.

Ask her friends.

Ask her sisters.

Ask her neighbors.

No one, absolutely nobody ever, knew if Mama was happy or not.

[fire continues roaring]

While I've been in your house in Madrid,

I've had time to watch everything.

All of the YouTubes, every show appearance,

every single interview.

And in each one, I saw Mama, always standing next to you.

Taking your arm, holding your bag,

singing with you.

So proud, and always praising you. Always speaking wonders of you.

Defending you, Yurena. Swinging at everyone to defend you.

She'd swing at one with her bag.

She'd swing at another with a bat, another with her fist, her bare hands…

And, just like I have, so many others have seen it too.

I mean, thousands! Hundreds of thousands, of millions!

[fire stops roaring]

[music fades out]

Do you even know how many daughters can say that about their mother?

[cash register beeping]

Well, let me tell you.

In this world?

Not one.

["Buen Viaje" continues playing quietly on TV]

It just… It makes me sick to my stomach when I hear you say you come here,

and that everything seems the same.

Don't you see it? Don't you see what's different?

[emotive music playing]

In here,

Margarita no longer exists.

But out there,

Margarita is eternal.

And your love is for everyone.

["Buen Viaje" continues playing loud]

Thanks, darling.

I love you.

I love you.

["Buen Viaje" continues playing]

[electromagnetic whooshing]

[electromagnetic whooshing]

[bang, echoing]

[cell phone vibrating]

-Gregorio. -Jesus! Tell me you're walking downstairs.

Uh…

-Honey, are you okay? -Hmm. Hmm…

-Are you dressed at least? -Uh…

-Yeah, yeah. -Listen.

-Mm-hmm. -Come downstairs. I'm waiting.

[celestial tinkling]

[indistinct voice on radio]

All right.

Okay.

Here you go, the lyrics.

Wait, what?

What you asked me for. To calm your nerves.

Ah.

All right, come on. Come on! What's the matter, darling?

You're gonna be great. I mean it.

-Sorry, man. -Gimme this.

-We're late. -I know.

-Go now. -Sorry. Look after her.

-Ready? -Here's your storm in a canister.

-Copy. -Good luck.

Okay. Hey, we gotta go.

[electronic music playing in background]

[light buzzing]

[music stops]

-[buzzing continues] -[wind whistling]

[echoes] Is this the way?

[low rumbling]

[pipes dripping]

[echoes] Hello?

[low rumbling]

[echoes] What the…? Hello?

[water trickling]

[footsteps echoing]

[echoes] Hello?

[celestial tinkling]

[celestial tinkling]

[celestial tinkling]

[tense music playing]

[echoes] Hello?

[metallic bang]

[creaks]

[indistinct chatter in distance]

[indistinct chatter getting louder]

-[atmospheric buzzing] -[indistinct chatter continues]

[celestial tinkling]

[audience cheering and clapping]

[audience whistling]

[feedback buzzes]

[vocalizing]

[clapping and cheering gets louder]

[in Spanish] ♪ A thousand wishes ♪

♪ A thousand hopes ♪

♪ A thousand dreams that warmed my soul ♪

-♪ I left my hometown ♪ -[audience cheering and whistling]

♪ And in the city ♪

♪ I achieved the fame I so desired ♪

♪ But it wasn't me they admired ♪

-♪ Nobody got to see the real Leonardo ♪ -[audience cheering and whistling]

♪ I broke free, I broke free, I broke free From everything that hurt me ♪

♪ I returned, I returned, I returned To my old dreams, my past hopes ♪

[celestial tinkling]

♪ I swapped, I swapped, I swapped The fancy hotel for my simple town ♪

♪ I became, I became, I became Myself again… ♪

[song continues playing]

[audience vocalizing]

[audience continue vocalizing]

[song continues playing]

[Yurena vocalizing]

[song ends]