All language subtitles for S01E001_Dont Leave the House

LONDON

THE LAST NIGHT AT TREMORE BEACH

Álex? Álex!

ONE YEAR LATER

EPISODE 1
DON'T LEAVE THE HOUSE

and a significant part of the country

are under a meteorological alert
as Storm Luzbel approaches,

which is forecasted to unleash
severe thunderstorms and high winds.

Psst, psst, psst, psst, psst.
Socks, come here.

There you go.

Pretty tasty, huh?

Weather Service…

Good morning.

Hi, Álex. It's Allan.

I'm gonna be direct
to see if I can get your attention.

I've been calling your fucking phone
for days, but it's always disconnected.

I need to be able to reach you.
You can't be without a cell phone.

I told the director you're in Spain
finishing your personal piece

and that you'd be back in London soon.

I've sent you the script,
and we have a week to respond.

Read it, my friend.
Tell me what you think.

It's gonna be a hit.

With anti-war messages
and stars donned with ribbons

in support of refugees all

The British Academy of Film awarded
the best works of the year

in an incredible ceremony
in which

a movie that went from almost vanishing

into obscurity to becoming
the biggest hit of this award season.

Let's not forget that a year ago,

Spain's very own Álex de la Fuente
was awarded a BAFTA

in the Original Soundtrack category
for his brilliant composing work on…

Hold the C minor
and add a diminuendo to the violins.

It's still shit,
but it's the best you've had so far.

♪ There's a reason ♪

♪ For the sun-shining sky ♪

♪ And there's a reason ♪

♪ Why I'm feeling so high ♪

♪ Must be the season ♪

♪ When that love light
Shines all around us ♪

♪ So let that feeling ♪

♪ Grab you deep inside ♪

♪ And send you reeling ♪

♪ Where your love can't hide ♪

♪ And then go stealing ♪

♪ Through the moonlit nights ♪

♪ With your lover ♪

♪ Just let your love flow ♪

♪ Like a mountain stream ♪

♪ And let your love grow… ♪

♪ And you'll know what I mean ♪

♪ That's the… ♪

There are two new messages.

First message at 9:00 a.m.

Remember that we're doing a video call

with the kids today at 11:00.

Remember, please. Bye.

Today at 11:42 a.m.

We have to go.

Don't try and call when you have coverage.

It's white week in Amsterdam,
so Niels has bought tickets for the zoo.

We'll be out all day with Bea and Bruno.

I don't know what's wrong with you,
Álex, but you have to do something.

Sorry, Paula. I was, uh,
up all night composing and fell asleep.

I didn't arrive in time to find coverage.

Okay, uh, tell them that…
that I love them, that I'm sorry,

and that I'll call them
as soon as possible.

Okay? Bye.

TREMORE
2023 WINTER FESTIVAL

Álex! Hey, Álex!

Hey, Álex!

Hey!

-Hey.
-You were out there in this weather?

Come on, it just started raining.

It won't make landfall
for another four or five hours.

Leo had his mind set on fishing
something nice for dinner.

Look. I got the good stuff. Huh?

We could put it off. The storm--

No. Peio and Viviana have just confirmed.
And you are the guest of honor.

They're coming all the way from the town.
You live right by us. You have no excuse.

You can bring a plus-one
if that makes you feel better.

Yeah, sure.
If I could take my piano as my plus-one…

Sure. After all these months
here, I just don't think--

You said I had to bring wine, right?

That the only thing your hands touched
are your piano.

- Okay.
- You better be there!

-We'll be waiting!
-I don't buy it!

You'd better believe it!

You're so annoying.
Okay. Come on, let's go.

JUDY'S HOSTEL

Excuse me. Are you the owner?

Yes, why?

I would like to speak
with you for a second.

It's important.

Beautiful place you've got here.

-Yeah, it is beautiful.
-Yeah. I'd never seen it.

-Do you like it?
-Yeah.

So what did you wanna talk
to me about? What's so important?

Well, it's a delivery… a special delivery.

And it's actually… it's very urgent.

- I think Eva's suspicious.
- You think?

Yeah.

I'm using the Internet, okay?

Will you be long?

I'm just downloading a script.

You're gonna work on a movie?

It's what Allan wants.

And what do

I just wanna smother you with kisses.

No, I'm being serious.

Me too.

I'm still screwed, Judy.

I spent the whole night
stuck on the same note.

It's a disaster.

And you're giving up?

No, but I won't keep banging my head
against the wall either.

I'm just gonna read the script, is all.

Here it is.

Maybe I could ask Eva to cover my shift
and I could kidnap you tonight.

We could do some cuddling under a,
uh, blanket and some dirty stuff.

I see.

Sounds tempting.

But…

I don't think I can make it.

-You can't make it?
-Yeah.

I'm having dinner at Leo and María's.

They want to introduce me to some friends,
so I can't make it.

In that case…

maybe we could do some dirty stuff
until you have to leave.

I was planning
on working until nine o'clock.

Maybe I'll inspire you.

Oh…

Maybe.

Does it bother you?

No, no, no, it's not you.

It's…

Were you thinking about
the car accident in Toulouse?

Yeah.

How many fingers did you break?

Two phalanges. And fissures.

What a nightmare for a pianist, right?

Mm-hmm.

And how did it happen?

I fell off a bicycle.

You want water?

We're both unlucky with accidents.

Hey.

You never told me how you went
from Toulouse to Tremore.

Why did you quit your job
as a nurse to end up here?

I came here, and I liked it.

Then… I… I stayed.

Okay, well… I'd rather hear
the extended version.

With comments
from the director and the DP, you know?

The collector's edition.

Well, that edition is limited.

You gotta be level two.

We're still on level one.

Aren't you curious?

About knowing each other better, I mean.

To me, you're Álex of Tremore.

A guy who's passing through.

Who has another life.

And there's absolutely nothing
out of everything we've talked about,

that you'd like to know?

Nothing at all?

Nothing.

-When you broke up with Paula--
-She had someone else.

And she took my kids to Amsterdam.
It's different.

But you already knew that.

What's the question?

Why is it…
that from all the places in the world…

you decided to come here?

Because… I needed to be close to home.

In a quiet place like this,
to get inspired and compose.

So I just took out a map, you know?

Closed my eyes,
pointed my finger, and Tremore it was.

-No.
-Yeah.

-No.
-That's why.

What if it had been Fisterra?

I guess I'd be with a Fisterran girl.

Judy.

Don't leave the house, Álex.

What did you say?

Don't leave the house.

Stay with me. It's two in the morning.

Judy?

What are you doing?

You know, you could've rung
the doorbell or something.

The door was open.

Yeah, well, it must've been María.

She went out with the dog a while ago.

She never stops, does she?

You like it?

- A lot.
- They're already here, Peio and Viviana.

They're dying to meet you.

You're like Superman to them.

Therefore, get ready.

If they get too annoying, give me a sign.

- Here he is.
- Hello.

- Hello. How are you?
- All yours.

-Viviana. Peio.
-Yeah.

-Viviana Parrales.
-Viviana.

-Viv to my friends.
-Álex.

Hi. Peio, nice to meet you.

Peio and Viviana have been
like our godparents.

Yeah.

They helped us find this house.

Oh, you did a great job. It's beautiful.

- Thanks.
- Well, she has watched all your movies.

All your movies.

-I literally could hum all your themes.
-Well, I don't know if that's good or not.

-That's good. Very good.
-Viv's your number one fan in Tremore.

-And beyond, yeah.
-Really.

- She has your soundtracks.
- Oh!

And, in fact, I brought this.

I wanted to see
if you would sign it for me.

This is my favorite.

I've watched the movie a million times,

and I always cry
with those sharp violins at the end.

Well, look who's here.

- Hi.
- Ah, hello.

Sorry, Súltan didn't want
to come back home at all.

- God, it's raining cats and dogs!
- Yeah.

Don't worry, honey.
You're just in time for the autographs.

Viv, come on. I told you not to do it.

-He doesn't mind, do you?
-No, not at all. I don't mind.

I thought these would be in a museum now.

No… Even though we live
in the middle of nowhere,

our taste is top-notch.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

- Thanks.
- Mm.

Let's see.

Viv's very involved in our town's
cultural activities, you know?

She organizes a festival
to celebrate the end of winter,

with a fun fair, bonfires,

and a masked parade,
which I always participate in myself…

-Yes.
-He does too.

It's the event of the year.

That's why the town's
full of banners?

Exactly. That's it.

I won't miss it. Looks fun.

Great. There will be concerts too.

- Viv, you're unbelievable.
- What?

He could play some of his songs live
if he wants. A mini concert.

-We would adapt to you, of course.
-It's very popular around these parts.

Yeah, the thing is, I'm composing,
which takes time,

and then the muses seem to be on vacation.

Is that a yes?

-That's a yes.
-To me, it sounded--

It sounded like a yes.

If I'm being honest, yeah. C'mon, man.

I don't think it'll be long
before you find some inspiration.

-Well, if I ever had it at all.
-Oh, please…

-Álex, come on, don't say that.
-Can you believe it?

Uh… well, I mean,
I'm just saying, come on.

- Again?
- Seriously?

- Oh my God. What a storm.
- The power went out.

It won't stop raining.

In my whole life, I've never seen
an electrical storm like this.

So much lightning.

I spoke with the Civil Defense
over the radio.

- It should be over at around 2:00 a.m.
- Over the radio?

We've got one here
at home for emergencies.

Since there's no reception,
and the landline comes and goes.

You mentioned the muses.
It's impossible for them to find you here.

Are those you two?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, that's us in Brazil. Yes.

-In Chile.
-Chile.

- I said Chile.
- Did you?

I painted those
in front of Pablo Neruda's house.

You really don't remember?

Him? He can't remember a thing.
His brain's probably liquified by now.

I mean, the least interesting thing
about Neruda was his house.

And you've never done
an exhibition?

No. I paint, um, for myself.

I mean, It's my way…
to express myself. I don't know.

A good art dealer would change your mind.
You know?

"When it comes to money,
everybody speaks the same language."

- That's true.
- Voltaire?

-I've already said that?
-Yeah, a thousand times.

I hate to say this because you cooked it.

- It's delicious. It really is.
- Totally, I agree.

Much better than the fish at Susi's shop.

She says her husband catches them
fresh every day,

but they bring them frozen from Gijón.

-Really?
-Oh, boy…

Yeah.

Mm! By the way, did you hear
about what happened to them?

- Oh, yeah!
- No. What?

Last week, someone broke into their place.

-Robbed them.
-Oh, really?

What did they take?

- A TV and hakes?
- Leo…

You treat everything as a joke,
but a couple of months ago,

someone broke into Luiso's,
the furniture guy.

- Yeah.
- His three kids were at home sleeping.

- Yep.
- That's not so funny, is it?

Nothing ever happens in Tremore.

-The robberies have happened.
-Well, yeah, that's what José Luis says.

- The mayor.
- Oh.

We've been here for ten years.
I've never locked the front door.

Well, Peio and I hired
a security camera service.

Just in case.

Well, tonight, with this blackout,
I don't think any cameras are gonna help.

We have a bunch of neighbors.
We can ask them for help,

Yeah.

What can you do
if like that happens here?

- Get on your boat and use the radio?
- It's probably kids up to mischief.

And if it's not?

I'll have that marvelous hunting shotgun
waiting for them.

Your grandfather's relic?

It's a junk museum piece,

but I think it's enough
to scare them away if they break in.

If anyone breaks in,
the best thing you can do is run away.

Right, imagine being surprised
with a break-in…

I'm just cautious.

- Oh!
- Oh, goodness! We have power!

That's amazing.

Well… I… think that… now that there's
light on the road, it's a good time

for me to head back.

-Are you all right?
-Yeah, yeah. I'm great.

ROAD TO LIGHTHOUSE
OLD ROAD TO TREMORE

You're
in the provincial hospital.

Do you know why you're here?

I think
I was struck by lightning.

Does it hurt?

My skin… it's tight.

Try to follow the light if you can.

If your neighbors hadn't found you,
the after-effects could've been grave.

But we were just in time
to prevent greater damage.

Hey.

You scared the hell out of us, kid.

Yeah.

How long have I been asleep?

Five hours.

We kept you sedated
until your vital signs improved.

I'm th… I'm thirsty.

Sure.

I shouldn't have let you leave.

You had a little secret, huh?

Thanks for calling me, guys.

She kept calling you.
You talked about her in your sleep.

- How do you feel?
- Well…

Like fried chicken.

Don't exert yourself.

We'll let you sleep a bit more,
and then we'll run some tests.

You should go home and rest.

We won't leave him alone.

We're his only family here.

I called Eva. She's covering my shift.
So… I can stay, no problem.

- Hmm?
- Are you sure?

Yeah, sure.

Let us know
when you get the results, all right?

-I will.
-I'll walk you to the exit.

-I'll be right back.
-Thanks.

-Get some rest.
-Careful with the sockets.

Hey, is this kind of joke going
to be recurrent from now on?

-See you.
-Ciao.

Ciao.

Our secret's gone to shit, huh?

Yeah.

Thanks for stayin'.

How do you feel?

Pretty dizzy and dying to piss.

I'll go get a bedpan.

No, no, no. I'm not gonna pee in that.

Álex, I was a nurse, I mean…
I've seen much worse.

Yeah, but it's just that…
Well, that's level-two only.

Holy shit.

What's wrong?

Come.

What is that?

Does it hurt?

It burns.

Lichtenberg figures.

These skin tattoos result
from capillaries rupturing

due to the electrical current
passing through the body.

The good news
is that they'll subside in no time.

They're gonna cause you some discomfort.

You might have headaches,
disorientation, skin irritation…

- But will he get better?
- Yes, of course.

Luckily, only 10% of cases
have severe consequences.

It all depends on its trajectory
inside the body.

There's always an entry point,
an internal route, and an exit point.

And during the trajectory,
the lightning burns everything.

Of course, depending where it
goes through, the injuries could be fatal.

We'll keep you under observation tonight.

If everything's all right
in the morning, you can go home.

For now, all I can say
is that you've been very lucky.

Álex! You okay?

Álex. Álex!

We need to take him to the hospital.
Help me lift him up.

Come on, hang in there, Álex.
Hang in there, please.

Judy.

Judy.

Don't leave the house, Álex.

Why am I plugged in to this?

You slept for 30 hours.

We gave you an intravenous drip
to prevent dehydration.

Continuous or throbbing?

It was, um… as if I had a heart
inside my head.

Like a pulse.

Tick, tock.

Tick,

tock.

Stronger every time.

Dizziness? Double vision?

Only images from two days ago.

Right. Well, nightmares can be
a severe aftereffect from the stress.

I'll give you something for the headache.

I'll also prescribe some painkillers
and an ointment for the skin.

And for the next few days,
it's not advisable for you to drive.

Avoid stress and strong stimuli.

This is where it happened.

For a second I thought
about taking the road to the lighthouse.

If I had, none of this would've happened.

But you didn't.

So there's no point in dwelling on it.

Do you believe in fate?

- Like destiny?
- Yeah.

My mother used to believe in it.

She just… always thought I was destined
to be a musician.

She obsessed over it
until she made me who I am.

I didn't have a choice.

You could've rebelled.

But I didn't.

Like I didn't take the lighthouse road.

What's the matter?

There's one thing I haven't told you
about the night of the accident.

I heard someone telling me
I shouldn't go to dinner.

-Who?
-A voice.

And I can still hear it in my head.

Your

-That's impossible.
-I know.

I know.

It was like I could feel
what was going to happen.

Like what?

When I stepped out of the car,
I was thinking, "Don't do it."

"You shouldn't even have left the house."

And my rational self was saying,
"Don't be stupid, Álex."

"You didn't hear Judy. It's impossible."

"Prove to yourself
that everything's fine."

"Get out of the car,
move the tree, and go home."

And then the lightning struck.

I know how you feel.

In Toulouse, after my car accident,

the guilt for not anticipating

what would happen
led me to think irrationally,

to avoid confronting my fears.

No one knows what'll happen, Álex.

We're free to choose our destiny.

Even if we choose wrong.

-Let me help you.
-Yeah.

Careful there.

The telephone lines are down.

That's what woke me up,
and I realized you weren't back.

I have no idea how your cat got outside.

I left him in the house.

I told you already.

He goes in and out through some hole.

And he's not my cat.

I look out for him while I'm here.

Great.
The storm also blew down the fence.

One hell of a shitty night.

I've seen this movie 1,000 times.

What's it about?

It's the story of two lovers.

They get separated
by the Wall after the war.

Have you taken your pill?

-Yeah.
-Did you?

No, sorry.

I don't know what they're expecting
from me.

I don't know why they need me.

I know what's gonna happen…
before I even read it. Thanks.

Ugh.

Oh no.

Forgive me.

I've just come to realize it.

What?

You didn't wanna be a nurse,
and I'm making you become one.

Well, I don't think Socks
can look after you, right?

You owe me one.

I owe you as much as you want.

- Ow.
- Are you okay?

Yeah, it hurts, but I'm okay.

Don't leave the house, Álex.

If I'm interrupting
a romantic moment, I can come back later.

We slept in. Is something wrong?

No, of course not.
You can sleep all day for all I care.

-Ah come on, don't say--
-I'm kidding. I'm kidding.

I came to see how you were feeling.

Hm. Much better, actually.

-You look much better.
-Yeah.

-And to give you this.
-What is it?

A radio transmitter.

The phone company says that all this…
won't be solved for a month.

So, forget about it.

My agent's gonna love that.

From now on, this beauty
is your window to the world. Hmm?

It's connected to another radio
that I have back at home.

Let's see.

-You turn it on right here.
-Hmm.

On button, off button.

This is for speaking.

You press to speak,
let it go so you can get a reply.

Press it again to speak.

-If you don't let it go, it'll feedback.
-Mm-hmm. So I can only talk to you?

Exactly.

But I can speak to other radios
I'm connected to.

-Mm-hmm.
-Okay?

Uh, I'm leaving.

I'm doing the night shift today.

There's… coffee if you want.

Thanks.

Take care, now.

See you.

I like her.

That hurt. Don't!

You make a good couple.

But, actually,
I think beer's better. Right?

I'll fix that fence for you in exchange.

Watch your hand, please.

-Ooh.
-Done.

Another one.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

Come on.

You must be exhausted from all the work.

I don't know
if my doctor would approve of this.

Oh come on, who's your Doctor?

You. You're my doctor.

Well, there you go.

So, huh?

How are things with Judy?

Friends with benefits, I guess.

She's in her house,

I'm in mine, and God's in everyone's.

And what would be the problem?

I wanna leave, and she's happy here.

You think too much, Álex.
Life is much simpler than that.

I'm realistic, and so is she.

"The desires of youth
define the virtues of men."

Cicero.

Do you have a quote for every moment?

What I'm saying is that you should follow
your instincts with her.

If María and I had been realistic…

She is a painter,
a hippie, a globetrotter,

and I'm a lawyer, you know?

A legal pit bull for multinationals.

If you can think of two people
who make a worse match,

I'll get you another beer.

How did you meet?

In Caracas.

At the, uh, Painter's Square.

Mm… I was struggling with a case
on the firm I used to work for,

so I decided to go for a walk,

and there she was.

Exhibiting her paintings,
trying to rip off some tourists…

So I walked over to her,
we chatted for a while.

She ripped me off.

And it took me… what was it?

Like three weeks to convince her
to go out to dinner with me.

No doubt about it.

You didn't want to have kids?

We tried for a bit.

But we couldn't.

I'm sorry.

Well, we've been through
all kinds of stuff.

Some amazing things…

and some not so much, you know?

But we still love each other a lot.

And that's what matters.

And what brought you here?

Well, I'd already earned
more than enough money to retire,

and… María's only desire was
to… live a slow life and paint.

Enjoying a nice cold beer
and contemplating the sunset.

Life can be nearly perfect, Álex.

But you've got to think a little less.

Or else, you won't be happy.

So on that note…

-Leo.
-What happened?

- Leo.
- What?

María. María.

What happened?

Leo.

-Leo.
-María. María.

-María, what happened?
-Leo…

What's wrong with Leo?

María.

Leo, are you there?

Leo, can you hear me?

Leo!

Leo!

Leo! Leo!

Leo!

Leo!

Leo.

Leo! Leo!

Álex!

-Leo. Leo! María!
-What happened? What's wrong?

-What?
-She's at my house.

-What do you mean?
-She's bleeding.

-María's here.
-She's wounded, Leo!

-María's here.
-Hey.

-No. We need an ambulance.
-Álex, calm down.

What do you mean, Álex?

-They must've broken in.
-No one broke in.

-Where were you? No!
-She's upstairs.

-Álex. Álex.
-She's at my house! Shh!

-Lower the stick.
-Quiet.

Lower the stick, Álex.

Álex? What happened?

-Álex.
-It can't be.

Are you okay?

María's fine. See?

Álex, we're both fine.
She's fine. We're both fine.

Just breathe.

Álex!

Álex!

-What did he tell you?
-I don't know.