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Will, can you hear me?

2 YEARS EARLIER

Come on. He needs rest.

He was really lucky.

That's all I kept hearing.

-"He was really lucky." -Will.

I had no idea where I was or what had happened.

I just knew everything hurt.

-Son. -Mom.

Tom! It's Will!

He's awake.

I was awake.

But nothing would be okay. Disaster had already struck.

HOURS BEFORE DISASTER

-It could be important. -It's my girlfriend.

She wants to wish me a happy birthday.

-Really? -Yeah.

Happy birthday.

Shit.

Want to answer?

She's really nice. Let's talk to her. Hi, Elena!

Shut up. Come on.

I know what you're thinking.

I was a prick. But I'm not gonna lie to you.

Just hear me out.

Will!

-Happy birthday, son! -Thanks.

-We didn't know you'd be out. -Last-minute plans.

-You staying for the Perseids? -No. I'm going out with Juan and the guys.

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY ALICE KELLEN

I used to act like nothing had consequences.

Like I'd always be forgiven.

THE MAP OF LONGING

ELENA MISSED CALL

YOU OKAY, BABE?

Finally!

Happy birthday!

Thanks, honey. How are you?

Still in bed? Come on, get up.

-I've been calling all day. -I know. Sorry.

I was with my parents. I didn't want to…

-I know. Sorry. -But we need to figure things out.

Hey, sorry, honey. The guys are waiting.

I'll take care of everything next week, okay?

-Okay. -The dinners too.

-Love you. -Bye.

Hey, get out here!

All right. I'm coming!

-Tucker! Happy birthday! -What's up?

Happy birthday!

What's up with the beard? Doesn't Elena complain?

-Says the guy with a receding hairline. -Hands off.

Is that your in-laws' car?

No way!

-I gotta hop in. -I'll knock your teeth out.

-Relax. -Do that again, and I'll break your legs.

Let's go. Be quiet and start it up.

Will, this car is insane. But there's no room for a baby seat.

-No way. -The other car was awesome.

Yeah, but it was too basic for Tucker.

Have you guys seen the penthouse he bought?

-No. -No?

-How do you know about that? -Holy shit.

-Your girlfriend posts everything. -Sweet!

-Nice place. -You follow each other?

Since we hooked up on New Year's.

I hear wedding bells!

-We're going to a wedding! -Let's go!

Tucker's got it all figured out.

Fancy place, check. Girlfriend, check. Degree, check. Everything, check.

That's why I'm not still living with my parents.

Gema's coming too.

Hey. What's that?

Don't light that joint.

Tucker, what the hell?

I said don't light it.

Okay. I'll put it away.

What's your problem?

What's up with you, man?

All right!

Not drinking?

No. I'm good. What's that?

Hey! Is that your car?

Yeah. What's up?

How much did it cost?

A lot.

You got ripped off.

It's for show. Only good for picking up girls.

-I don't need a car for that. -Then why spend all that money?

Only a hick would drive that thing.

Because I can. Because I felt like it.

Hey, what's going on?

Nothing. Relax, bro.

So, are we gonna race?

Didn't you come to show off?

What do you drive, loser?

Nothing fancy. But it's solid.

A real car. Not some hick showpiece.

-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.

Watch your fucking mouth.

-Tucker… -Okay, guys!

I'm racing the hick in the fancy shirt.

I should've kicked him out of the car.

Step on it.

Come on, Tucker! Floor it!

Go!

Yeah! Come on!

Let's go, Tucker!

Go! Yeah!

Fuck yeah! Step on it!

Son.

Son, don't move.

-You might get dizzy. -What happened?

You were in a crash.

Out on the highway.

Careful, don't touch it.

Do you remember anything?

You were in an induced coma, son. Because of the crash.

They had to remove your spleen and operate on your leg.

You were really lucky.

I'll get the doctor.

Where's Juan?

Is he okay?

He was with me.

No.

What…?

What is it?

They couldn't save him, Will.

He died on impact.

He wasn't wearing a seat belt.

It wasn't your fault, son.

Of course it was. I couldn't stop thinking about Juan.

All the things we would've done.

Everything he'll never get to do. It was like he was always there with me.

I was supposed to move on… but I just couldn't.

I couldn't even cry.

I didn't deserve to.

-Why the hell wasn't it me? -How are you?

Still, everyone kept saying I was lucky.

You were really lucky. Good thing you weren't drinking.

That's why they released you.

We need to reach a deal before the trial.

The lawyer says his family wants an apology.

In person.

No. I can't do that.

You have to. Otherwise, there's no deal. They can ask for anything.

I can't face them.

Can I come in?

Sure. I was just heading out.

-Hi, Patricia. -Hey. Hi, babe.

Try to get some rest. Don't stress.

We'll figure it out.

-Bye. -Bye.

How'd it go?

The bathroom came out great. You'll love it.

-Look-- -No. I can't keep doing this.

-It's almost done-- -Not the apartment.

There's a lot you don't know.

HIDDEN ALBUM

From my birthday.

And other days.

You can scroll through. Here.

Who are these girls?

What the hell is this?

-Is this a joke? -I'm not who you think I am.

I don't want to keep lying.

-What?! -I'm done.

-You're done?! -I can't do this.

Do what you want with the apartment. Patricia will handle my part.

What the hell is this?

Look at me, Will.

Who are you? What kind of person are you?

A fraud, I guess.

A fraud? Was our relationship fake too?

You're such an asshole, Will.

That was the last time I saw her.

The last time I hurt someone who didn't deserve it.

I quit my job, stopped going to the club… I cut off everyone I'd met since college.

I hated myself so much, I needed to get away.

Especially from people who cared.

I'd hit rock bottom.

Then one day someone came into my life and made me see things differently.

Someone you know well.

Will?

Is it really…?

It's you!

Wow. Will Tucker. The one and only.

Sorry. Who are you?

You don't recognize me?

Looking like this, I can't blame you.

I'll tell you… if you beat me at chess.

No way. I'm not playing chess.

What? You've got something better to do?

Check.

-No one ever beats you, huh? -Nope.

-Right. -I'm a legend around here.

Actually, that's a clue.

-Still nothing? -Nope.

Okay, let's see.

You like glitter.

And I also know you hate that Welsh thing, "Glamorgan."

You had a rough time at school.

Lucy? Lucy Álvarez?

-Yeah! -Lucy Álvarez?

-No way. -Yep. It's me.

I mean…

-This is nuts. -I know.

What are you doing here? What happened?

I don't know. You seem different.

Yeah.

I'm not the same Will.

I met Lucy when we were 7. I'd just moved to Spain.

We came for my dad's job.

We moved into a house in the countryside, with a vegetable patch and chickens.

Go shower, you hick!

Morning, Merche.

-Look who's here. -Welcome, Lucy.

Why don't you sit with Will?

See you later.

Hi, Will. I'm Lucy.

Hi.

The hick's got a girlfriend!

Sebas! Tino!

You dropped this.

-What is it? -Glamorgan. Welsh sausage.

What? I've never tried it.

-Want to trade? Mine's turkey. -Deal.

From then on, Lucy and I shared our sandwiches.

Both the good and the bad.

-Told you. -Half and half?

Here. For you.

Look at it in the sunlight. It's like stardust.

I loved that pen.

I had it for a long time.

Then Lucy had a relapse, and school became a nightmare again.

And my parents got tired of living in a house that always needed fixing.

Won't you miss the garden? The chickens?

-Need a hand? -Here, take this.

My little sister's better than you.

No one knew me there. I could become someone else.

Tell her to come down! Let's play one-on-one!

She's 6.

You're the new kid, right? I'm Juan.

-Will Tucker! -Wow!

Sounds like a name out of a zombie movie.

No one messed with Juan. And, yeah, he could be a jerk sometimes.

But if you were with him, no one could touch you.

Kick it here.

Hey. Get over here.

Come!

Don't pretend you can't hear me!

At first, I just copied him.

What's that sandwich? Not chorizo, right, nerd?

But eventually, I became him.

What's this?

Mortadella?

-Gross! -I loved the way people respected me.

As I got older, I wanted more.

I studied law, but I partied half the time.

Top me up.

I started making connections, becoming a new Will.

I do.

An even bigger idiot.

-What's up? Not going to Ale's? -Nah, it's dead over there.

-My cousin Elena. She's from Madrid. -Hi.

-Thanks. -Madrid? Which part?

Hey. She's got a boyfriend.

I just asked where she's from.

-What are you doing here? -Seeing if they'll let him in.

-Tell your parents. -What? To kick him out?

Don't listen to her. I'm totally trustworthy.

Elena was the perfect girl to build a perfect life.

It didn't matter if I was faking it. I didn't think in those terms.

Elena, darling.

Hi, Mom.

-This is Will. -Will.

-Finally. -Nice to meet you.

We were just having drinks with Susana and Ramón.

-From the club. -Are you sure you're not sisters?

-What a thing to say. -Hon…

Look, here comes the boss.

Thanks to her parents, I landed a job at a big energy firm.

Will.

-Hello. -Hi.

We put down a deposit on a penthouse downtown.

My future was all mapped out.

Juan was right about that.

Then it all went to hell.

That must've been awful.

How are you doing now?

Like crap.

I killed my best friend.

It wasn't murder.

Seriously.

Homicide, maybe, if you ask the dictionary.

You're still brutally honest.

Good people deserve the truth.

So what are you doing here? You're a long way from home.

Yeah. I'm taking part in a clinical trial.

I came with my mom.

They're giving me the good stuff.

-Look at us. -Yep.

I don't know, you can…

see it as a chance… to get back to who you used to be.

The Will I knew. And to start looking ahead.

I don't want to think about the future.

Well, at least you can.

We saw each other almost every day.

Hey.

Rough session today, huh?

Yep.

I got you something.

What is it?

Let's see.

The suspense is killing me.

I got one for myself too.

Of course you did.

I love it.

Thank you.

-Want to play a game? -Cards.

-Not chess. You'd wipe the floor with me. -Okay. Cards it is.

Do you still have your license?

I don't have to hand it in until the trial, but… I'm done.

I'm never driving again.

My sister says the same thing. Actually, you two are kind of alike.

-Really? -Yep.

How so?

You're both sort of lost.

-Just waiting for something to happen. -I'm not waiting.

-Greta says the same thing. -I'm not.

When she was little, she'd always wait to see what I picked first.

At burger places.

Or with presents or costumes.

One Halloween, I went as Wednesday. She dressed up as Thing.

-Right? -I need to see that.

It was amazing. My mom's got photos.

She's my favorite person.

You should meet her. She was here this morning.

I'm not really up for meeting anyone. Or being nice. Or answering questions.

-I can't. -No. You don't have to do that with her.

But yeah, I get it.

You know, my parents had her to save me.

Want me to take you somewhere?

-Are we allowed up here? -It's VIP only.

I like finding places that don't feel like a hospital.

What do you think happens after we die?

Nothing.

Don't say that to someone who's immunocompromised.

Sorry. I mean, maybe there is something. Yeah. There's got to be.

I think that when you die…

or when you're close to it…

you see your whole life like a movie.

You finally understand what it all meant, and you can let go.

Part of you leaves, but part of you stays behind.

With the people who loved you. In places. In things.

You should be a therapist, you know?

-That would've been nice. -That would be nice.

"Would," if you ask the dictionary.

What would you want to study when you get out of here?

I'll just be hospitalized here again. There's no cure for what I have.

Yeah, but in the meantime, you'll need something to do.

What do you want to do when you get out?

Keep coming back to see you.

When I got out, I came back.

-See you tomorrow. -Thanks.

I bought the trailer and got a job at Zinrock.

I guess, deep down,

it was because of what Lucy said about becoming the Will she knew.

I went to see her whenever I could.

When are you getting out? You'll be close to me now.

Probably soon.

Any news about your trial?

My lawyer says these things take time.

She's still trying to work out a deal.

But I'd have to apologize to Juan's parents.

Why don't you?

I can't.

You can't apologize for something like that.

You can apologize for being late, not for killing someone's son.

I'd like to apologize to my family.

For what?

For ruining their lives.

But I can't because what's wrong with me isn't my fault.

I get that.

I want…

to ask you something, Will.

The drug trial isn't working.

-And-- -So try something else.

Right? I mean…

No.

This is coming to an end.

And it's okay because… I'm tired.

I want you to stop visiting.

What do you mean?

I don't want you to go through this. It's going to be hard.

-Come on. Let's play another game. -No. I mean it.

Will you respect my decision?

You never showed me the Halloween photos.

I'll mail them to you.

I don't get mail in the trailer.

I'll find a way.

If you say so.

Want to go up to the roof?

No, I'm cold.

Yeah. It's cold out.

If you need anything, call me.

For a game or… anything.

Thank you.

I know this sucks.

Yeah. Big time.

Take good care of yourself.

You too.

You're an amazing person.

Don't say that.

I'll see you outside.

She looked so fragile. Like she might break.

I never saw her again.

Just like she said, she got worse, and they sent her home soon after.

This is for you.

That was the last I heard of her, until one day, early in the spring,

I got a package.

Are you okay?

Greta, are you okay?

Greta Álvarez?

Yeah. I'm Greta Álvarez. Who are you?

I'm Will. I brought you something.

You've turned my life upside down, Greta.

I've never felt like this before.

Now you know who I am.

Who I really am.

Wait, don't go like this. Greta!

Greta!

-Talk to me. -What do you want me to say?

That you lied to me? That you never told me anything?

How could you do all that?

Did Lucy know everything?

Yeah. She did.

Then who are you, really?

Subtitle translation by: Meredith Cannella