All language subtitles for Crónica de una tormenta (2020)

GAME OF POWER

[Vargas]
The media has changed a lot.

Information gets told
differently.

Because journalism
isn't the same anymore.

Neither are newspapers
nor journalists.

People don't read like
they used to.

There's no time for those
long opinion columns.

That's why at the
new headquarters we're working

on a recording set
that will also be located

in the editorial office.
And from there

we'll post videos
as quickly as possible.

It goes without saying
we'll have to take care

of our appearance because
you're going to be

visible all the time.

[Vargas] No political propaganda
above your desks,

posters supporting freedom
of expression, T-shirts

with insults or vulgar images.

And you'll have to watch
how you dress

in general.

So...

next year we'll have
a new headquarters,

but with a few more eyes

on each of you.

Merry Christmas to everyone.

[Vargas] Merry Christmas.

Happy holidays.

Yeah.

I know, Juanjo, the thing is,

you have to understand I didn't
choose this situation either.

Yeah.

Okay, perfect. Look...
You already told me that.

Yeah. No, it's clear, yeah.

Of course. Sure, of course.

Yes.

They're all the same color.
I'm writing down

their names.

Juanjo,
let me get this straight.

You're saying I just have to
send you an email

with the person.

[Phone rings]
What?

Juanjo, I'm sorry, but I have to
take this call it's important.

I'll call you later, okay?

Okay, okay.
Happy holidays then.

Hey, where is Tere?

Yes? Raúl. Where are you?

Stuck in traffic.

Well, no wonder.

Right.

-Pretty speech you gave.
-Right.

Sorry, I didn't know
you wanted to add something.

No, no.

It was perfect.

I think you only fell short
of specifying a dress code.

Macarena, don't be offended.

No, no.
All the exits are a mess.

[Antonio] Here's what we'll do,
call me when you're

20 minutes away.

Hold on, have you got
Macarena's number?

Call her instead just in case.

I'm leaving in half an hour.

[Antonio] Okay, okay.
I'll be here. Bye.

Who are you spending
Christmas Eve with?

Do you care?

No, not at all. I think
it's great you spending

the whole night working.

[Antonio] Sorry, I didn't know
you were leaving so early.

So early?

Wait, I'll tell Teresa

to keep her eye out
for the driver.

You're still here?

Yeah, I'm being picked
up right now.

And, well, I was waiting for
the call from our friend.

Damn it!

I just talked to him.
It still hasn't

-come out.
-Okay.

And I'll handle the changes
on the front page, okay?

I was just working on it.

Are you sure it's under control?

Yes. Just relax and spend
the holidays with your family.

My family?
These days with the family

are like holding your breath,
huh?

-Yeah.
-My wife is going crazy

about the whole

presents thing...

Well, Antonio, at least
you'll spend a couple days

-out of the office.
-If it were up to me,

I'd lock myself in here.

Anything comes up, let me know.
I'll be checking the reaction.

Okay, I know. Go home already.

Go on, don't worry.

What reaction?

Okay, so then...

how does

-the presents thing work?
-Really?

Antonio, I just explained it to
you.

Macarena, I'm sorry.
You're my guardian angel.

You know what I want
better than I do.

Don't kiss my ass.

You'll probably call me
again tonight

five minutes after dinner
asking which are yours.

So this year,
to avoid conflict,

they're all wrapped in the
same color and I added names

-and everything.
-All red, good.

-Yeah.
-What would I do

without you, Macarena?

You'd find someone else
to do my job.

Which one? Being my right hand
or buying my Christmas presents?

[alarm]
You can always give me a raise.

Let's see.

What's that?

Did you hear me?

Yeah, that I should give you
a raise.

Exactly, we need to talk
about something.

Why won't Tere answer
her damn phone?

She probably went out already.

Antonio, what's wrong?

Ricardo, what's up?
Yeah, I'm seeing it right now.

-Antonio...
-I'm sorry, I have to fix this.

Please, give me a second.

Okay, in the headline,

put "spied"
instead of "infiltrated,"

put "his computer"
instead of "internet"

and just put "government."

Actually take out "his computer"
and put "government spied."

That's right.

What? What are you saying?

Are you all joking around
today or what?

I run the newspaper
and I can't decide the headline?

Who told you that...?

[Antonio] Ricardo... Ricardo.

Look... Yes, I'm listening.
I'm listening.

No, don't put him on.
I've been deciding headlines

at this paper for years...

Calm down.

What do you want...?

Are you okay?

-Huh?
-What's wrong?

-Nothing.
-Is this what

you wanted to talk about?

Is there trouble upstairs?

[Antonio]
No, it's fine, Macarena.

-It's fine.
-You've always known

how to land on your feet...

[phone vibrates]

Wait, here.

-What's going on?
-Nothing.

[Antonio]
Look, Ricardo, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, you caught me
under attack.

Yeah, this time of the year
makes me nervous.

No...

No, I know it's not your fault.

Okay, then. Go home.

I will. Same to your family
and have a Merry Christmas.

Okay.

Bye. Bye.

If you're not going to tell me
what's happening, I'm leaving.

-What?
-Antonio,

you're worrying me

and giving me the runaround
like a little girl.

Okay.

What... You're leaving?

Yes, I am, because
I told you I have plans.

Here, this is for you.

[Antonio] Macarena.

What is this?
I didn't get you anything.

[Macarena] No. No, no, no.

Don't open it now. Wait.

Open it later.

What are you doing?
You're leaving?

[Antonio] Stay for a second,
it's not so late.

Come on, stay for a second,
I need to talk to you.

I'll stay if you tell me
what's going on

and you can open that after.

How mysterious!

[Macarena]
You're the one being mysterious.

What do you need
to talk to me about?

[Antonio]
Come on, let's have a drink.

[thunders]

[Antonio] I've been thinking...

and I have a proposal for you.

But first,

I want you to tell me
a few things

I need to know about you.

[Antonio] Where you go,
what you like to do...

Why do you need to know that
right now?

We've worked together
for years

and never spoken
about our personal lives.

There was never time
and that's fine,

but for what I'm going
to propose,

I need to know something else.

Like for example...?

Things you consider relevant.
Strengths, weaknesses...

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

My life is a pile of newspapers,
you already know that.

Let's start with the obvious.
Your boyfriend.

I imagine you bought him
a gift as well.

No.

No?

No.

We're not together anymore.

Macarena, come on,
develop a little bit.

Please, sit here. Come on.

Come on.

I don't know what you want me

to tell you, Antonio.
That's it.

We broke up a while ago.

Why?

Good lord, you're blushing.

No, it's just...

It feels weird to talk to you
about this now.

[Macarena]
He started telling me

to come home at more
reasonable hours,

that weekends were for us

and all the rest.

-All the rest?
-Yeah,

all the rest. Ring, wedding,

kids, lunch with the family
on Sundays, all the rest.

His biological clock was on.

Yeah, about to explode.

So anyway, I told him...

that I couldn't comply

with almost anything
he was asking. So...

Why don't you want children?

Because the assistant editor
of a newspaper like this one

doesn't have a fixed schedule

or romantic weekends
or much less

time for a child. It's...

Look at me or Vargas
or anyone else here.

Are you being serious?

-You're men.
-Excuse me?

You heard me.
It's much easier for you.

And don't act like you're just
finding this out,

you'll piss me off.

Well, don't get so pissed off.
I'm only asking about you.

Yes, but you're perfectly aware

that with a demanding job
like this one,

it's unviable to have a family
right now.

So if you could,
you would have kids.

Look, let's not get

into the debate about gender
inequality. I don't understand.

Let's see, you're telling me

you can't have kids
because you work for me.

It sounds like you are talking
about gender discrimination.

Don't twist my words.

I've never used my status
as a woman at this paper at all.

But you yourself said it.
That if you were a man,

you'd have time to do your job
and have the family you desire.

The family I desire?

Are you listening to yourself?
Okay...

You're making me nervous.
I'm going to smoke.

You can't smoke here.

[Macarena] There's a little
window in the office

where we can.

[Antonio] Yeah, but this floor
is for the bosses

and you can't smoke here.

That's perfectly clear.

No, don't smoke. There's no need
to be nervous.

Why are you...?
Do you have anxiety issues?

I don't know.

What issues do you have?
What was that pill you took for?

[Antonio] Don't change
the subject. Do you?

No, I mean...

Sometimes a little when
I'm alone,

which is almost never.

My weeks are long work days

surrounded by people
and pauses to sleep.

And weekends?

Weekends, well,

I don't know. Sundays can be

endless deserts and...
Well,

I do usually go out on
Saturdays

for a drink with friends,
or to meet people...

To meet people.

-What?
-Nothing.

I'm embarrassed to tell.

What?

Nothing, a while back...

A couple months ago
I was in a...

One of those swinger bars.

Antonio, don't look at me
like that.

You mean changing partners
with anyone.

Pretty much, we'll leave it
there.

-Do you go a lot?
-No.

I've gone a couple times and...

Because it's fun.

I mean, you can just have
a drink and not do anything.

It's an interesting experience,
that's all.

You should try it,
you might relax a little.

What? Are you crazy?

I could never go
somewhere like that.

Imagine if it got out.

I have a family, no...

[phone vibrates]

-Want me to get it?
-Wait.

Even though Sundays are also

endless deserts,

[Antonio] I enjoy it.

In my own way, I like being
with them. I like family life.

Why couldn't you

enjoy the privileges
of a businessman?

[Antonio]
Huh? I mean, have a partner,

someone easy going,
a homebody,

who takes care of the house,
watches the kids...

[Macarena] A wife, you mean?

There's day care,
even for newborns. Or a nanny.

No, no. Having kids
just to see them

on weekends and at Christmas,
what can I say?

Don't take this wrong,

but I think it's almost like
disrespecting life.

No, when I have a kid, I want
to breastfeed him for a year,

carry him around like a kangaroo

against my chest for two

and do the whole mammal routine.

Why haven't you ever
told me this?

Huh?

-I don't know.
-Why?

[thunders]

You know I feel a little
responsible for you.

Because you are.

You always have been.

I enrolled in your journalism
class out of curiosity.

Out of curiosity?

Yeah, out of curiosity.

To see what it would be like
to write about

fleeting reality and
that catching lightning stuff.

All those things you used
to say on the podium

that made you into some kind
of a semi-God.

I don't know, you seduced me.

-Journalism seduced you.
-No, no.

That came much later.
First you did

and later on you corrupted me

and I became addicted to this
job.

But it's also normal.
I mean, I was 18 years old

[Macarena]
and completely fascinated by you

and everything you said
and wrote.

I even followed you around.
It was totally obvious.

-You followed me around?
-Yeah.

Followed me where?

Everywhere.

I can't believe you didn't
realize.

You were always
running around with

a foreign newspaper in one hand,
a cigarette in the other,

"the correspondent in
danger..."

You did show up one time

next to me at the movie club.

The movie club attack!

You said in class you go
every year

to the annual screening of
"The Front Page."

Sure I remember. That was
the day our paths crossed.

But it never occurred to me
to think it was premeditated.

Okay, let's go for a walk,
I need a smoke.

Wait, we have to keep talking.

Maybe we'll find something
to drink along the way.

What did you think when

you saw me sitting there next to
you?

-Where?
-In the movie theater.

I thought I was married
with two kids

and it's too bad parallel
universes

can't be accessed
whenever you want.

Don't be a kiss ass!
You thought:

-"“Red alert, psycho student."
-No, no.

Remember how I started
mumbling the dialogue

half a second before
the actors said them?

It was to impress you.

That's right,
you knew all the dialogue.

Well, I've forgotten all of it.

[Macarena] Did you know I kept
going every year?

But I never saw you there again.

I don't have time
to go to the movies.

[thunders]

It's so weird seeing
this place empty.

You haven't stayed late
working in a while.

It's like the world ended.

It looks... unreal.

[someone coughs]

-Jesus! He scared me.
-What?

Who is that?

Martín, one of the new guys.

What's he doing here?

Nothing, it's his turn
for the night shift.

Damn, on Christmas Eve?

I had to do it too
a few times at first.

You don't remember?

I spent my first years where
Martín is now.

It's incredible, you know
everyone in this newspaper.

In that sense, Maca,
you're unique.

I like working as a team,
you know that.

Look.

No, no, no.
What is this?

This stuff is poison.

Oh, you're so refined!

No, really.

Come to my office for
something worthy of your palate.

Really, I'm telling you,
that stuff is undrinkable.

Anyway, sorry for the mess.

[Antonio] Looks like
my daughters' bedroom.

Look, now we just need to find
a couple of clean glasses...

Ice would be a luxury, right?

Yeah, it looks like we'll have

to drink it neat. But it's a
good whiskey, let's not ruin it.

-[Macarena] You remember?
-[Antonio] Yeah.

Quite a scandal!

I think the one that hooked me
onto journalism is there too.

Did I really hook you
onto journalism?

Well, yes, from listening
to you, reading you...

You said you followed me around.

That the movie club
was nearly harassment.

Look, here it is.

Yeah.

[thunders]

We talked about this
after the movie, right?

You do remember.

Of course I remember.

Very clearly.
It was pouring down rain,

we couldn't leave the theater...
Well, a little like tonight.

I told you I was named editor
and proposed you work with me.

A poisoned proposition.

[Antonio] You make it sound like
I forced you.

No, not that.

But I didn't know what
I was getting into.

-What, you regret it?
-I didn't say that.

But it's what you think.

No, no.

It's just,

well...

[phone vibrates]
You don't like your job?

That must be

-Raúl, right?
-No, no.

It's yours.

[Antonio] Look.

Look.

-[Macarena] Yes.
-Mavi.

I'll hang up.

I'll answer later.

But Mavi...

Mavi?

Our Mavi?

Yes, Mavi, our Mavi.

We're friends.

Mavi has no woman friends.

But...

We're meeting for dinner.

-Are you together?
-Together...

I don't know, we've been

seeing each other.

It doesn't matter,
Antonio. I've told you enough.

-Then...?
-[Macarena] What's the proposal?

-What do you do Saturday nights?
-Here we go again!

[Antonio] What do you do?
Where do you go?

I already told you.

I go out for a drink
with friends.

Guy friends or girl friends?

Or people you met that night?

Okay, Antonio, that's enough.
What's going on?

I don't know how
to tell you this.

[Antonio] Look,

someone gave me a report,

a file about you.

And the file says that...

Well...

That you're a little
promiscuous.

Excuse me?

-What do you mean, a file?
-A file. Your file.

It came from the board.

The board...

gave you a report talking about
my sex life?

Are you being serious?

Unfortunately, yes.

You're pulling my leg, Antonio.
I don't believe it.

[Antonio] Look.

I know this is ridiculous.
What matters

is knowing if what it says here

is true or if they made it up.

Do you understand why I'm
asking?

-[Antonio] Look...
-It's just...

I don't know, a moment ago

you said you go to swinger bars.

Really? I can't believe it.

Look, it's no big deal
if we talk

a little about
your personal life.

This is going a lot further
than my personal life.

-Don't exaggerate.
-Don't exaggerate?

What's next, a venereal test?

Besides, what do you think
happens in a swinger bar?

I don't know, something related
to sex probably.

Obviously. But there are
a lot of ways to relate

with sex. Are you imagining
some sordid thing

for sick disturbed people or
what?

It's the 21st century,

we're all adults.
You know exactly what I mean.

Then why do you go to
those bars? To talk?

I don't know, it's not
in your file?

Let me see it.

No, no, no.
You're not going to read it.

-Why not?
-Because.

Antonio, you just said you think
it's ridiculous.

I have
a right to know what it says.

[Antonio] Listen...

Macarena...

Macarena...
Macarena, don't read that.

This is incredible.

You meddle in people's lives
with impunity, it's...

[Macarena]
Is there a file on you too?

Give me that.

What is this? Now that the game
is tied you're quitting?

No, Antonio. A good player
wouldn't do that. It's not fair.

By the way, how's your wife?

I think she hired a divorce
lawyer...

Don't go on.

You think it's normal
to meddle in my life like this?

-Please, stop.
-Stop?

You know what the worst part is?

That I'm not even surprised.

Coming from you
and that asshole Vargas,

all you do is spy on people
and conspire between yourselves.

-Here.
-You're mistaken.

How? How?

You don't have a file

on every influential person
in this country

and every board member?

This isn't how you do
journalism? How am I mistaken,

Antonio?

[thunders]

Now you're quiet, huh?

-Shut up.
-Excuse me?

Shut up.

Macarena, look.

Come here.
Come sit down for a second.

I don't want to sit down!

Macarena!

-[Antonio] Let me explain...
-What? Explain what?

Look...

About... two months ago...

I had a checkup.

Like every year,
the board requires it.

And it turns out...

that I have a terminal disease.

And they found out
at the same time,

the results are sent
without filters.

And now I have to...

What? What disease?

I have to choose a successor.

Okay, but what disease?

Listen to me, this is the
procedure. First I have to pick

two candidates.
Obviously you're one of them.

And Vargas. That's why

-they requested those files.
-Like the Gestapo?

-Forget the details, Macarena.
-Okay, okay.

I'm sorry.

Go on.

[thunders]

Besides, those files
go through my only filter.

Fortunately.

And when do you have
to make a decision?

It was going to be longer,
a year or more,

but now they asked me
to do it as soon as possible.

-When does that mean?
-Two or three days.

Before the end of the year.

But that's right now.

The idea is the new editor
will start in January.

And I can stay

as long as they let me,

to accompany him, advise him...

Or advise her.

Advise her, yes. After that...

the person chosen

will run the paper. The other

will have to leave.

-Leave?
-Leave.

That's my agreement with the
board. It's a good procedure.

This way the new editor
is free to pick their team.

Let's see,
what are you sick with?

No, no, no.
No, Macarena. No.

-[Macarena] No what?
-No.

Look, my only doubt
about your capacity

to run this is exactly that.

What?

That lack of clarity on what's
exclusively work-related.

That sort of absurd spirit
of sacrifice.

That only thing that should
exist for you is what matters.

Your health matters to me!

No, stop, Macarena.
The priority...

You're the priority!
Antonio,

you're my boss.

Macarena, sweetheart, really.

-It's like you're doing it
on purpose. -What...?

I point at the moon
and you look at my finger.

I wish I could get into
your head

and take apart that mechanism
that always distracts you.

What mechanism?

I'm talking about running
this paper

and you ask about my disease.

What does my disease fucking
matter compared to running this?

What do you want to know?

A shitty disease.

One of those cancers where you
have no fucking idea

if you'll survive.

Satisfied?

-Antonio...
-Don't you dare.

It's not what matters.

-Okay.
-It's not.

-[Macarena] But can it be cured?
-Damn it.

Can it?

I don't know if it can.
It depends.

On what?

I'll get the results tomorrow
or the day after.

In any case,
I have to leave my position.

Okay, then.

What do you think of Vargas?

Does he already know?

Three days ago.

I feel officially paranoid.
I need to smoke.

Okay.

Macarena, look.

Okay, Macarena.
What about Vargas?

I have ten minutes
to talk about Vargas

and after that your merits.

Okay, damn it.

To sum it up,

Vargas is...

What?

He has a stutter.

Okay, let's drop it.

Please, it's not a stutter.

He has like a tic.

A nervous tic.

No. He freaks out over nothing.
And he gets blocked

and can't finish a sentence,
even in front of you.

Okay, he stutters.

It's ridiculous.

And those mafia suits he wears,

dark, unbuttoned shirts...

Talk to me about
something substantial.

I think that's substantial
in his life.

That and hiding unflattering
information. He's manipulative.

Manipulative is totally normal

for someone who works
in the media.

Antonio,

if you make him editor,
he'll destroy the newspaper.

Macarena, please, come on.

-Okay, okay.
-Let's see.

Okay, then, what?
His section.

-Okay, his section.
-For example.

Yeah, no. He works fast

and with confidence
under his dictatorship.

Because you should see it.
People tremble when he walks in.

He might as well greet people
with a Nazi salute.

What can I say, Antonio?

I hate him, I despise him,
I don't like

the atmosphere of fear
on his team.

I don't like him urging people

to get a story at any price,

threatening to fire them
if they don't work longer hours.

I don't like his methods.

By the way, does his file
include

putting microphones in the
boardroom? Or is that not...

He apologized.

Oh, he apologized.

Oh, sorry. I thought people
went to jail for espionage.

But not him, he's still there,
untouchable, sending reporters

with 20 years of experience

to search garbage bins
so they can write about

famous people's party leftovers.

How can you humiliate

a colleague like that?

How can you be such a piece
of shit?

Look, you're right about that,
I can't deny it.

But who was in charge
of gathering all that evidence?

Me.

And instead of exposing
and lynching him,

what did you do?

I gave it to you.

And who shut it down so
none of it ever saw the light?

You. And I never understood it.

Sure. What did you expect me
to do?

The scandal would have smeared
the whole Editorial Group.

No!

Not if you'd chopped off
his head, Antonio.

You were an accomplice.

I don't believe in

chopping off someone's head
for being overzealous.

The wrong method, okay.

But he was willing to find
the mole at all costs.

You're telling me.
He found twenty!

The bastard fired everyone

who was better than him,
coincidentally.

You're still here.

Because he's a misogynist
and doesn't see me as a threat.

Because you agreed
to keep quiet.

Or I would have gotten fired
like everyone else.

Macarena, if you'd had the balls
to leak this,

you'd have been
a huge success.

But you're an accomplice
just like me.

-No, no.
-Yes, yes.

-No, no, Antonio. No way.
-Yes.

Antonio, no.

[Macarena] No.

That's not me.

This is me. This is me.

In my five years
as an assistant editor,

our stories have won awards,
damn it.

For being risky, unprecedented.

I... I know how to lead.

But promoting group

creativity and creating

horizontal synergy.

Do you want to know
what Vargas says about you?

Sure, I'd love to,
I'm masochistic.

That your team's
infinite rotation

makes you something like
Mother Teresa.

And you should be in Calcutta
with the lepers.

What a jerk.

And he has a very interesting
statistic about you.

Oh, yeah?

He says that of the ideas
incorporated at this paper

in the last five years,

yours,

not your team's, but yours,
are only four percent.

Also that you don't talk
in staff meetings

and that when you do,
you don't complete your ideas.

That son of a bitch!

He's the one who won't
let me talk,

always interrupting me.
And he does it so politely

that none of you stop him.

Is it so hard to say:
"Shut up and let her talk."

You're the one
who needs to stop him.

That's equality. Otherwise,
what game are we playing here?

If you need a man
to defend you, darling...

Is that your version
of the #MeToo movement?

Don't be ridiculous.

Your team respects you
and that's great.

But you're not cut out
to be among the bosses.

[Antonio]
You both have the same status.

But you gave him
the leading role.

And you know it.

[Antonio] I have to go.

[thunders]

I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

For making you feel that way.
For disappointing you.

Macarena, don't apologize.
You don't have to apologize.

All I'm saying is,

you're seen as
the one who cooperates

and he's seen as
the one in charge.

I need your proposals
for management tonight.

-Tomorrow morning at the latest.
-All right.

And complete discretion.

Understood.

And some advice.

Forget the horizontal mobility
approach.

You need to put everything
you have into reaching the top.

Look, Maca.

If you don't fight
for this office

like your life depends on it,

you're not worthy
of sitting there.

Raúl. Yeah, I'll meet you in the
back parking lot in ten minutes.

Okay, please, hurry up.

Okay, bye.

I'll change and we'll go out
together, okay?

[intrigue music]

[phone rings]

You're not going to answer it?

I'm officially on my way
to the airport.

But if it's your wife

you can tell her
why you're still here.

And why didn't I tell her
I was running late?

Anyway, they hung up.

What are you doing here?

I was calling you.

That was you?
I thought it was the driver.

Didn't you have plans tonight?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm going now.

We were settling a couple
of things.

I have something
to tell you, Antonio.

-Now?
-Yeah,

yeah.

Okay.

It has nothing to do with...
I heard about a draft.

A draft?

Yeah. They were saving it

to release it
after the holidays.

Apparently this newspaper was
campaigning

during the elections.

-All newspapers do.
-No, but this goes further.

They're talking about a plot
against the government.

Spying, colluding

-with the opposition parties...
-Not colluding...

Yes. They say you were
meeting here, in this office.

Look,

Alfredo, that headline
is like thirty years old.

It's not the same. I don't
like it. If this gets out...

You really believe
the same old story?

Antonio, the board wants
to give them your head

and wash their hands of it.

Okay, okay.

Go home and celebrate
with your family.

What are you still doing here?

[Macarena] That's right. Vargas,

why are you here?

I needed to talk to Antonio.

-I saw there were people here...
-Yeah, but

why are you on this floor
if Antonio supposedly left?

Excuse me?

[Antonio]Right, how did you know
there were people on this floor?

My wife.

She's downstairs in the car
with my kids.

She called me to come down

and said she saw a light on
in your office

and since she knew
I was looking for you,

I came up just in case.

Don't you have a flight
to catch?

I'm waiting for the driver.

-[Vargas]Can we give you a lift?
-No, no.

He'll be here any minute.

Can we give you a ride
somewhere, Maca?

No.

Anyway, have a nice
Christmas Eve.

[thunders]

-I don't...
-Please.

-I don't understand...
-I told you.

He was spying on us.

And he uses his wife as an
excuse.

[Antonio] I bet he's timing it

to see if I'm with you
more than him.

Well, didn't you say you liked
how overzealous he is?

No, what I meant was,
he's efficient.

We were correspondents
together in different places

and he's efficient.

Shouldn't you be watching
what you drink?

Don't be a nag,
I'll rule you out as editor.

Okay.

I think it's time for me to go.

-Macarena, I was joking.
-I know.

It's fine, Antonio.
We can't be like two kids

asking who Daddy loves more.

[Antonio] If I'd known things
would end up like this,

I would have made other
decisions.

I'd have overlooked
certain things.

I'd have been more careful
with others. I don't know.

What, you think I'm funny?

No, no.

It's just weird,
you never talk about yourself.

I mean, you're not usually
very open.

I think the most personal things
I know about you

are in your articles.

Which one?

The one from the Azores summit.

"Journalism has the obligation
to challenge power."

That one.

It was one of the last things
I wrote.

[Antonio] I'd just gotten back
from Afghanistan.

It was so hard to come back
from all that.

And I was in that obsessive
search for the truth.

Well, they were necessary words

[Macarena]
and real text with an objective.

After that we discovered
what fake news was

and all the information
we have now

which we don't know if it's news

or manipulation

or the truth.

The truth.

[trhunders]

The blessed truth.

This smell...

The day you forget this smell
you're not a journalist anymore.

Well, nowadays there's more
digital press than paper.

Yeah, but this smell,
the ink, the printed word

will always stay in my mind.

What will happen to all this?

The last toast?

I gave Ricardo

a bottle of champagne. I'll bet
it's around here somewhere.

Champagne now?

It's Christmas Eve.

And there's something else
I want to talk to you about.

What?

[Antonio]
Well, actually, it's a request.

It's something personal.

Don't be frightened.

At this point,
nothing frightens me.

I'll be right back.

Bingo.

Hi.

Yeah, I'm still here.

I know, I'm sorry, Mavi,
it's just...

I know... Mavi...

Mavi, listen to me, please!

Things are much worse
than I thought, okay?

Yeah.

I think this is my last night
at the newspaper.

Unless...

Never mind.

I don't know.
I don't even know if I can...

What?

Okay. Thank you, Mavi, really,
but...

I can't right now. I'll call you
later, okay?

I'm sorry.

Hey!

How long have you been there?

I was checking to see
if you're okay.

Yeah, I'm fine.

What we don't have are glasses.

Well...

Happy Christmas Eve, darling.

Happy Christmas Eve, Chief.

I'll tell you what's in...

my letter to Santa Claus.

[thunders]

I want...

I want to write a book.

And I'd like you to help me.

What?

A book about your articles
or...?

A book about my professional
experience.

Like a practical manual
about journalism.

Well, I don't know,
but don't you think

it might sound a little

arrogant?

Sorry, I didn't mean...

No, on the contrary.
I think there should be

a Hippocratic oath
for the News Media.

Or at least that's what
I would need.

What's wrong,
you think it's crazy?

No. I don't know, it sounds like

a job that would take...

years.

It would take years, yes,
but I know that if I start now,

this thing will give me
enough time

to do it.

Would you help me?

Yes,

sure. I mean,
I can be your editor,

of course.

But...

I also think that

[Macarena] you'll edit yourself
better than anyone.

No?

[phone vibrates]
The gifts?

Oh, no!

You left them upstairs.

-I'll go up and get them.
-Wait.

Raúl, where are you?

What are you saying?

Well...

It's not hailing here.

María called you.

And what did you tell her?

Oh, great, great.
Thanks for explaining.

No, no, you did the right thing.

Okay, perfect, yeah.
We'll talk tomorrow.

Okay, thanks. Bye.

What's wrong?

Well,

I'm staying here tonight.

-You mean at a hotel?
-No.

In the office.

All by yourself?

It's fine, it's not
the first time.

Yeah, but I don't know.

It feels wrong leaving you here
on Christmas Eve.

Don't worry about it, really.

Do me a favor and just go.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

Hey...

Go.

Go on.

-Macarena...
-What?

I need your proposals
for management

in the next 24 hours.

[soft music]

ANOTHER HUMANITARIAN CRISIS
IN EUROPE

[internet calling]

-María.
-Your driver just told me

-you're not coming?
-Look,

all the runways are closed.
There's a huge storm.

[María] Are you serious?

I don't believe you're alone.

María, please, I'm alone.
Can't you see? Look.

It sounds ridiculous, but...

[María]
I bet you're glad you don't have

to put up with us.

Me asking you
to entertain my family...

Hey...

...and drink less and not
complain

about the food or your gifts

which you never like
and always give away.

María, you think I want to be
alone on a night like this?

Please.

Have you talked to Kraus?

He said he'd call with the
results.

[María]
What are you going to do?

-Spend the night at the office?
-Well...

[María] What if
something happens to you?

Nothing will happen to me.

I'm fine, María. If anything
happens, I'll call you.

- But it won't.
-Don't drink too much...

I won't.

[María] I know you, Antonio.

And don't even think
about smoking.

Smoking has nothing
to do with this.

[María] I don't care,
you have to stay healthy.

I know.

-You look tired.
-[María] The twins

are giving me hell.

But I won't bore you
with the same old stuff.

It's too bad, they would have
loved the presents I got them.

And for you something
super chic.

You can give them to us later.

We'll celebrate Christmas twice.

But just us.

Merry Christmas, Antonio.

Merry Christmas, María.

Macarena.

[Antonio]
What are you doing here?

I didn't want you to be alone
on Christmas Eve.

[Soft music]

Did you like the gift?

You gave me a time machine.

Hey.

What?

This is crazy.

[Antonio] Good morning.

Good morning.

Why didn't you wake me up?

I didn't hear you leave.

You're freezing.
Where were you?

It's been a busy morning.

Waking up with you here

sleeping next to me.

Then I saw your note.

"“You have an email on your
desk."

Yeah, well...

I woke up at 4 with the

proposals
for management in my head

and I started writing them
and I couldn't stop.

-Did you read them?
-Yes.

And...?

Wait. Before we talk about it
I need

some coffee.

Yeah, I think I do too.

Go ahead and make some.

With two sugars, please.

[Macarena] So...
aren't you going to give me

at least a headline?

About my proposals.

Yeah. No, well,
I read them and...

And they're viable.

Okay.

I don't know.

Anything else or...?

Yeah, brilliant

[Antonio] and bold.

Really?

Yes.

You're with the spirit
of the times,

but two steps ahead.

I'm very proud of you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Anyway...

That's great. I don't know.
Then...?

Give me that, you shouldn't
smoke.

Well, that's not what's
going to kill me.

Oh, by the way,
I talked to my doctor.

What did he say?
Did you get the results?

He said the results are

what he expected and
I can begin treatment.

-That's great.
-But especially...

that what will tip the scale
is my will.

What does that mean?

He said:

"“Antonio, your lymphatic system
wants to rest in peace.

What does your will to live
want?"

Then I told him what happened

here last night with you.

You told him about last night?

No, well, I told him

it was like a long Platonic love
that last night

finally moved on
to another state.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

And it was nice.

What, are you ashamed?

No. No, no.

It's not that.

I don't know, it's just weird

-talking to you like this.
-It is? Why?

Antonio, like this...
I don't know...

In broad daylight,
half dressed...

I don't know.

It's not normal for us.
Until last night.

Never mind, don't listen to me.

The issue at hand,
what was his prognosis?

Well, he said the best thing
I can do

in these cases
is quit my bad habits,

lead a quiet life and focus
on what really makes me happy.

Okay.

And how do you feel today?

Like I could live forever.

You know what he said?
"Antonio, don't lose her."

No?

Yeah.

I don't know...

What you're saying
is scaring me.

Don't be scared.

We've always had
a special connection.

Yeah.
And now, suddenly,

a world of opportunity
has opened before us.

I'm... I really don't know
what to say.

Ne neither, this turn
my life has suddenly taken...

But you can't argue
with luck, right?

Wait, look.

What are you trying
to say exactly?

That we should be together.

-Together.
-Yeah.

-Together, together...
-Together.

-For all the world to see.
-Yeah.

-Including your wife.
-Who would be my ex-wife.

April Fool's is still far away,
Antonio.

I'm being completely serious.

It's just,

first of all, a divorce
would cost you a fortune.

[Antonio] Half my savings.

And my properties.

What should I do?
Settle for what I have

or try to be happy
during the life I have left.

I don't know.

What's wrong?
You seem nervous.

It's just, besides,
I don't know...

I don't...

I don't understand
how we reached

this point...

What I mean is,

I don't know. Shouldn't we let
things settle a bit?

Let things settle.

What do you mean by settle?

[Macarena] We should be
a little more rational.

This just happened right now

and if you're going
to name me editor,

that would mean
we can't be together, right?

Mainly because the board
might think

-you're trying to...
-You're right.

...keep running the paper
through me.

-You're right.
-Or that your choice...

You're right.
I said you're right.

That's when you stop arguing.

Then, let's see...

You think we should
let a little time pass.

Would that be better?

What?

What's wrong, Macarena?

I don't believe you.

You don't believe me?

No.

I don't know what it is,

I can't explain it.
It's a feeling.

Like there's something else.

I don't believe this sudden
romantic outburst.

-You think I'm overdoing it?
-Today, absolutely.

Because today I'm more sure
than ever about what I want.

I just don't...

I don't know. I don't know

what's happening,

I don't know what happened
this morning, but...

[Macarena] Have you seen Vargas?

Well...

Look, I read your proposals,
I had to hear his.

I knew it.

He gave you his proposals.

From memory with his hands
in his pockets.

-And?
-They don't fly like yours,

but they're perfect
under the circumstances.

What? Why?

[Antonio]
Because they're perfect.

Why? What are they?

I can't, Macarena.

What do you mean, you can't?
Why?

Because it's confidential

until the board confirms him
as the new editor.

-What?
-I'm sorry, Macarena, really...

No, no, no.

Stop, stop, stop.
What do you mean...?

Why?

Why if...?

-Because he's a man?
-Please, look.

"“He's a man, you're a man,
I'm a woman,

you're discriminating."
Don't start with that again.

Then explain it to me.

You said my proposals
are better.

-Why?
-His arguments are irrefutable.

I don't believe it!
His ideas are microscopic.

That's the reason.
Because he's a man

and I slept with you.

Well...

that should play in your favor.

Well, for some reason,
it isn't.

Macarena, just drop it.

-Drop it.
-I don't want to drop it.

Tell me. That's the reason,
right?

It's not the same

now that you've crossed
the intimacy barrier with me.

Well, that might be it.

Maybe there's too much trust
between us

for me to tell you
in the coming months

how all this works.

Oh, then how does it work?

You think authority comes from
mistrust?

[Antonio] No, from respect.

Oh, so respect comes from
mistrust.

If I'm wrong,

why are you arguing
with everything I say?

[Macarena] Not everything!
Just what's deniable.

What's undeniable.

Bullshit, Antonio! Besides...

You could have seen this coming.

If you knew sleeping with me
would rule me out as editor,

why did you do it?
Why didn't you stop?

I remind you I didn't force you

to come back to my office
last night.

Fuck you, Antonio.

You sold me out.

I didn't know
this would happen.

That's exactly what you're
saying.

You sold me out.

Weren't you listening
to what I said?

-What?
-Let's be together.

How do you want me to say it?
You want to get married? Fine.

You want a baby? We'll have 100.

We'll write a book
and you sign it.

How do you want me to say it?

What?

What are you talking about?
I don't believe you!

I don't believe any of this
and I don't love you either.

Damn!

Not all of a sudden like this.

Right.

All of a sudden, huh?

But it has nothing to do with
me choosing Vargas.

Have you thought about
why I stayed last night?

What I was after,
what I really wanted?

Let's see.

Okay, I'm listening.

Your authority, Antonio.

Your confidence, your charisma.

I wanted it with all my heart.
And when you said your job

was at stake, I wanted that too.

This desk, this office.

To be you.

But what are you offering me
now?

Something you need,
but I don't want for myself.

A third marriage?

To write a book
I can write myself?

To have a kid I can have
with whoever I want?

And to end my career?

No, thank you.

Then what Vargas thinks
about you is true.

What did you two really
talk about?

[Macarena] What is this?

Vargas thinks you fucked me
to get the job.

The cameras are here?

They were.

One there and the other one
there.

Son of a bitch...

I told you, Antonio.

We have to unmask
that son of a bitch, damn it!

Shed light on his dirty laundry!

We can't. And I can't name you

editor either.
It would be a scandal.

People love this kind of stuff.

Not everyone does.

Are you going to tell me
how readers work?

But we could do something
together.

If not a book, then...

If you wanted.

It's clear to me now
what I'm worth to you

without this office.

Oh, so now it's all my fault.

We're both responsible
for letting

this newspaper fall
into the hands

of a sleazeball.

And in a few minutes he'll walk
in that door

and get the editor job.

Did you tell him to come here?

[Antonio]
I'm going to communicate

my decision to the board.

I'll ask them to accelerate
the stages.

Tomorrow we'll publish the news.
On the front page.

[phone rings]
As far as us...

And that's it?

That's how it all ends?

[Macarena] All these years...

I've always supported you.

Macarena, I'll help you

connect with other media.

You know how this works.

You didn't even fight
a little for me.

What did you want me to do?

[phon rings]
Give me that.

-Wait a second.
-What do you want, Macarena?

-Vargas is waiting for me.
-One second, Antonio. Wait.

Give it to me.

Is he here?

Give me that.

Whose side are you on, Antonio?

There's no other option.

Did Vargas really
take the photos?

What are you saying?
Give me that!

That's what it looks like.

It's very strange

you didn't know
the cameras were here.

No, considering your record
for conspiracies.

-Please.
-No, tell me, really.

Antonio, please.
Did you two conspire

to get rid of me? Tell me.
It's for the best.

Macarena, you're being paranoid.

You don't know what you're
saying.

Give me that.

Is it just the photos and video
or is there more?

That's not enough for you?

Where are you meeting?

In the parking lot.

Where you always
talk behind everyone's back.

[phone tone]

[Macarena] He's pressuring you
to name him today.

It's obvious which side
you're on.

Enough.

There's nothing we can do.

[Vargas] No, really, it's okay.

No more cameras or microphones
or secret networks.

[Antonio]
There had better not be.

[Vargas] No front page surprises

or calls in the middle
of the night.

I'll keep you informed
about everything.

[Antonio] Those videos disappear
as soon as I send your name.

-Did you hear me?
-Yeah, no sign of them.

[Antonio] Please,
make a smooth transition.

Don't start
chopping off heads...

What does she want now?

Macarena...

Macarena,
don't make things worse.

[Macarena]
Antonio, I have to talk to you

-about a report.
-Macarena, please.

It's important.

That draft you heard

is circulating around

is a report telling how you
conspired to rig the elections.

What are you talking about?

[Macarena] About
your manipulating important

information about
the last electoral process.

What the fuck am I
talking about, Antonio?

-[Vargas] What do you know?
-What is that report?

[Vargas] Nothing, nothing.

What I said last night.
Only a draft filled with nothing

suspicion and the board

has stopped it.

It's not only a draft anymore.
That's what I'm saying.

What are you talking about?

[Antonio] What is this report?

Who has it, who wrote it?

Antonio, I didn't want it

to come to this.
Really. Especially after...

last night.

What have you done?

What have I done?

All those meetings
in your office,

the fake reports,

the police cooperation...

[Macarena]
All that leaves a mark, Antonio.

Especially using this idiot
to implement it all.

Pretty careless,

by the way.

In one hour it will hit
all the papers

and in 3 hours there will be
urgent back-room meetings

at the ten biggest newspapers
in the country.

No. She's delirious.

It's all a lie.
There's nothing in social media.

There's no way she got access.

[Macarena] Because I did it
old-school style.

Like you taught me.

By envelope and not email.

[Macarena] Look.

Your super reporter

who you had sifting through
celebrity garbage

just made the first delivery.

An impeccable old-school job.

[Macarena] Untraceable.

There's no way to know
where the leak came from.

[Vargas] What are you saying?

What are you saying?
What you are is dead.

When I send those videos,

-you'll never work again.
-Hey, stop, stop.

In your fucking life.

Macarena, are you aware
of what you're doing?

I'm so sorry, Antonio.

Really.

But you were leaving me out
again.

Important but expendable, right?
After all I've done for...

For this newspaper.

So no.

I couldn't let you fire me
like this.

That's not how it is.

Nobody fired you, especially me.

You really believe
your own speech

saying you wanted me
to be editor

and they gave you no choice?
Really?

If I were you, Vargas,

I'd take my wife and kids out
of the country.

Because when your emails
are published

ordering fake bills that forced

the Minister of Culture
to resign,

your problem won't be
never working again.

You'll go straight
to fucking jail.

Where did you get those emails?

Where did you get those emails?

You did that?

Macarena,

wait.

Let's think, there has to be
another option.

I haven't sent a name yet,
I haven't talked to the board.

You're not listening.
It's already done.

You can't always be
the Great Seducer.

You've played me too many times.

[Macarena] "The famous great
reporter, it's in his blood."

This time you guys made
fake news,

fake news on the front page.

And there's no turning back.

[Vargas] Fucking bitch!

You have no idea
what you've done.

You killed this newspaper.
And forget being editor.

Fucking amateur move.

When you play this,
the question is who wins.

I didn't play to win, Vargas.

I played for you to lose.

And now I'll have to rebuild
what you've destroyed.

But don't worry,

that's where I'll be, working.

And if they name me editor,
it's because the board asked me.

Because I earned it.

We'll see about that.

Now's where I should say:

"Well played,

you've proven you've got
what it takes."

But that doesn't mean
you're a success.

Not playing like this.

You haven't understood anything,
Antonio.

But you know what?
I don't care anymore.

Because I'm tired
of all these games too.

The world is a disgusting place.

And very scary too.

But even if it's harder
or slower,

I want to go back to believing

I can make it a little better
again.