All language subtitles for If.I.Hadnt.Met.You.S01E08.NF.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.x264-NTG

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Thank you for being here
on such a special night for me, Eduard.

No, Elisa!

Elisa, I'm here! I'm here! Up here!

It's me. Elisa! I'm here, it's me, Eduard.

Elisa!

Elisa!

I'm here! I'm here!

It could last years
Only minutes or three weeks

But in the next second...

-Yes.
-Hey. Leaving already?

I'm in a hurry.

-Don't you want to say hello to Elisa?
-No, later. Later.

-Have you started going out again?
-Will you let me go, please?

Did you spend the night together?

-And why do you care?
-I care a lot!

She's putting on a terrible concert.

She's putting on an amazing concert.

Terrible!

Listen,
if anybody here is pathetic, it's--

What have you come here to do,
after so many years?

Who do you think made Elisa
the great artist she is? You?

If it was up to you,
you would both be at home now,

finishing dinner and arguing
about who cleans the kids' asses

and who turns the dishwasher on!

Yeah, get out of here, go home,
to your little wife and your kids.

You'll be fine there.

Shut up!

Hey! Hey, you! Wait!

Edu?

-No. You're mistaken.
-No. One minute!

Wait!

Wait!

-Who are you?
-Let me go, please.

-Yeah, fucking right!
-Òscar, Òscar, enough!

-You know my name?
-Yes, please...

No, why? Why do you look like Eduard?

It was you Elisa was looking at
while she was singing, wasn't it? Why?

I'm a relative of his.

No. I know your whole family.
I've never seen you.

-He'll explain. Let me--
-Great, he'll explain in front of you!

No, no, no. I don't want to see him.

-Why?
-Because we fell out. Family things.

Don't mess with me!

Stop him!

What are you doing? Let me--

Until we establish the facts,
you'll have to stay with us.

What are you doing? Attacking this man,
is that a small thing for you?

-Listen, please, leave me. Let me go.
-Calm down. Calm down.

Go and see if that man wants to make
a police report, okay? I'll stay with him.

Listen. Listen. You're making a mistake.

Let me go. Listen, I just want to go home.

Calm down. If he doesn't report you,
when everybody leaves, we'll let you go.

Stay still or you'll make it worse
for yourself!

What is that?!

What? Put the gun down.

-Is it a bomb?
-Listen. Put the gun down, please.

It's nothing, it's a prosthetic.

I've never seen anything like it.

How could it be a bomb?
Do you think I'm a terrorist?

-Why not?
-Put the gun down.

Give it to me and I'll explain everything.
It's okay, it's okay.

"THE WINGS OF A BUTTERFLY"

ACCESS TO MAIN ROOM

Edu. Edu, come here.

-Òscar!
-Come here.

-Where were you?
-Come here and I'll explain.

Did you see that?

Amazing. Listen to me.

Listen for a minute.
Listen for a minute, Edu.

Yes, yes, yes. Edu, there is a man
who looks exactly like you.

There is a man who looks exactly like you
who pushed me.

Yes. He wanted to hurt me.
He's ten or 15 years older than you.

He says he's your relative,
I don't know him at all.

He pushed me on the stairs.
And a security guard, too. Yes.

One second.

Excuse me. Where is the man
who pushed me on the stairs?

-The man with you?
-Yes.

We have him there...

Okay, come with me, please.

And this supports your bones?

It's Japanese technology.

And now, please, give it back,
because if not, my arm will fall apart!

Fall apart?

How come you don't have a scar?

If it came from inside your arm,
where did it come out of?

I do have one! I do have one, come here.

Look, look. Come and look at it. Look.

Just a moment.

What? No, no. No, listen.

Listen, give it back. I need it in my arm!

Do you think I believed that story?

Give it back, please! Give it to me!

-Calm down.
-Listen, I need--

Okay. I'll tell you the truth.

Go ahead.

It's...

it's a device which lets me travel
across universes.

Sure.

I've come from another universe.
To find the woman I lost.

She died.

I'm so sorry.

But in this universe, she's alive.
That's why I'm here.

And have you found her?

Yes, she's the singer who performed
tonight. Elisa Montcalm.
Great! An incredible woman!

But I need to leave,
because I don't want him to find me.

-Him?
-The other me from this universe.

There's another you in this universe?

Yes, of course.

Where did you get this?
Who gave it to you?

An old woman. A scientist.

Of course, you must have come
from another universe,

which has to be different
and more advanced than this one

because, obviously,
in a universe like ours,

you can only see a device like this
in Star Trek films.

That's what I thought.
In fact, that's what I said to--

Come on, man!
Don't talk any more crap

or I'll get the police to throw you
in jail right now!

How are you going to explain this now?

Look.

Elisa. I need you to come here
for a moment.

-What's going on?
-It's Eduard. Come here.

I won't talk until you give me back
what you took

-and get me out of these handcuffs.
-What did you take from him?

A "prosthetic."

First, tell us who you are.

-And why--
-I look like you, man.

Why are you being so informal?

Why wouldn't I be?

Have we met?

They're the same! Can't you see?!

They're family.
They look like twins,

but no, because this one
is older than that one. If-- if not--

He has come from another universe
looking for his love.

I've got it now!
It's the Einstein twin thing.

If this guy traveled at the speed of light
for some time,

later, when he gets back,
a lot more time has gone by for him,

and that's why he is older.

They could easily be twins.

Yeah, and the other guy doesn't remember
ever having a twin brother.

Do you remember having a twin brother?

You see? Your theory's destroyed.

Okay, so they're brothers, but not twins,

and they were separated at birth,
that's why this--

Will you please shut up?

Look.

Let's make a deal.
Give him back what you took,

you tell us who you are
and what you're doing here,

and when we're sure you don't want
to hurt anybody,

we'll let you go.
Does that sound good?

Yes.

Eduard?

Hello, Elisa. Hi.

-Òscar. Hello.
-Hi.

And who are you?

I'm Eduard.

You tricked me.

This asshole told me he was sick.

That's why you didn't remember anything,
son of a bitch.

It's okay, Eduard.

I'm a relative of yours.

What kind of relative?

I'm the younger brother
of your father Manel.

-Why did he never tell me about you?
-See?

He's lying, it's obvious!

I left many years ago.

A bit after he got married
to your mother, Maria.

An amazing woman. I love her a lot.

You loved her, you mean.

They're both dead. Her, too.

Yes, I know. The accident. I know, Eduard.

You're lying, My father was an only child.

He made you believe that. Pere was born.

Shortly after Mom was pregnant with you,

I was fifteen years old, a rebel,
and I ran away.

Manel never forgave me.

But he named you Eduard after me

because, deep down, he loved me.
And I loved him.

If you loved them so much,
why didn't you come when they died?

Edu, not now.

Why have you shown up now?

Answer me!

Eduard, let's go outside
and we'll talk, if you want.

Get me out of these handcuffs
and we'll go somewhere else.

You think I want to see you again?

We can talk about so much, Eduard.

About what?

About the tragedy
that follows us everywhere.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Of course you know.

The accident. The one you caused.

It torments you every day.

Many years have gone by,
but every night you wake up wondering,

"How can I change it?"

And, "What if I hadn't done it?"

And, "If I hadn't said that other thing?"

and "What if I had walked
in another direction?"

And "If," and "If--?"
"They would still be alive.

Those who I love the most.
Those who lost their lives because of me!"

-You're a son of a bitch!
-Hey! Hey, hey.

Leave him. Leave him. Leave him, Òscar.
Leave him. He's right.

You're completely right.

Why are you crying?

I lost my wife and my two children
in much the same way

you lost your parents.

I would love to be able to tell you
it's not your fault, Eduard...

but I can't.

I can't.

Eduard?

Do you want to report him or not?

-What are you doing?
-Calling the police to take him away.

No, wait.

First, I want to know the truth.

Just like that, with something so small,

you cross universes?

No, no, no. What are you doing?
Did you seriously believe that nonsense?

What is it, then?

-Yes, it's a bomb.
-A bomb?!

-The handcuffs.
-Yes, yes, I'm coming.

-The handcuffs!
-Now. Now--

Quickly!

What are you doing?

-Stay here. Here, here, here.
-Yes, yes, no...

Let's go!

It's okay. It's okay.

Let's walk. I won't hurt you, I promise.
Trust me. Let's walk.

And you, shut up!

Run!

Help me get out of here.
Do you know if there is a back exit?

First, tell me who you are.

-I'm Eduard.
-Please.

The Eduard who didn't leave you alone
that night, four years ago.

And with whom you had Carla,
a gorgeous girl, and Jan, an amazing boy.

Don't do this to me.

But, shamefully, I didn't let you be
the marvelous singer you are now.

Yesterday, when we were together,
for a moment I thought--

-I've got to go.
-Wait!

You're better off without me,
don't you realize?

Don't you want to know what I thought
while we were making love?

-Shall I tell you?
-No, I don't want to hear it.

"It's not him. It's not Eduard."

I never felt with him
what I felt with you yesterday.

I don't know who you are and I don't care.

But I'm in love with you.

Didn't you notice during the concert?

Didn't you see, in my eyes?

I have never felt this for anybody.

Not even for that Eduard
who I loved so much.

Now, when I saw him again, I realized,

you're like him, but you aren't him.

If I ever felt anything for him,
I don't remember anymore.

What you made me feel
was something much deeper.

I feel it, here.

Don't leave me.

Stay with me. Forever.

I never left you, Elisa.

Stop! Stay right there.

Don't, don't shoot!

Eduard, go that way.

Please.

Please.

Eduard. Eduard!

Eduard!

Eduard!

Eduard, please!

Eduard!

Eduard!

Just now, you were leaving me.

Elisa.

No! Freeze!

No! No, no, no! No, freeze!

Freeze. Freeze.

Call an ambulance! Quickly!

No, wait! Wait!

SUPERMARKET

Elisa.

Freeze! Freeze!

It's okay, put the gun down.

-Put the gun down.
-Don't move! No.

Don't worry, I won't do anything.
Don't worry.

What?

Elisa.
Elisa.

Elisa.

Elisa.

It's me.

-Doctor.
-It's okay.

It was horrible.

You're here now. Don't worry.

It happened again.

Rest first.

You can explain it to me later.

How long was I away? A week?

-A month?
-Only 20 minutes.

Do you think there is a universe
where my relationship with Elisa

doesn't end abruptly with an accident,
more specifically, a car accident?

Maybe there is one where...

Where what?

Nothing.
I was going to say something stupid.

What were you going to say?
Don't leave me like this. If...
After everything you've told me,

I have one thought.

What?

Actually, it's a question.

Ask me.

Why, after she told you
that she still loves you

even more than the other Eduard?

Why, after that absolute
declaration of love,

with nothing held back,
from that fantastic woman?

Why?

Why what? Tell me.

Why didn't you stay?

Why, before your beloved Elisa
had that terrible accident,

had you already decided to come back?

I hadn't--

You ran away from her before the accident.

You wanted to come back.

Didn't you?
Thank you.

I think I know the answer now.
Well, it doesn't matter.
We'll talk about it some other time.

-It's best for you to rest now.
-No, no, no. I need to tell you.

I didn't think about it.

I knew that I had to come back,
that's all.

When she was there,

on the ground,

and she told me before she died,

that at that moment, I had left her...

I thought...

-Now I'm going to say something horrible.
-That she caused her own death.

It wasn't you who caused it.

In other words,

you would never have loved her
as much as your Elisa.

Yes.

You would never have felt for her

even a little bit of what you felt
for your wife.

Yes.

In fact, her death wasn't so important.

-No, no. No, no, no. I didn't--
-No, don't worry, Eduard.

It's okay if you don't feel responsible
for her death.

You might even be able
to be happy about it.

Maybe you're doing her a favor.

In that universe, right now,
that woman is becoming a legend.

No, no. Don't help me. I can do it myself.

Eduard?

You're back sooner this time.

Your mother thought that you would be away

for weeks or months again.

What are you doing here?

I was helping her clean up
after the party.

What party?

The one tonight.

The one where you exploded
in front of everybody.

Yes, sorry. I didn't-- Where is she?

She's sleeping.
Are you going to wake her up?

-No, no. No.
-Maybe she'll like it.

-It will calm her down. Go on.
-No, I'm tired. I need to sleep.

Okay.

Clara.

Thank you.

No problem.

FOR DADDY

Good morning.

Good morning.

I was really happy to see
you had come back.

Yeah.

I didn't notice when you took it from me.

-Took what?
-This.

It helps me sleep too.

To hug them.

My Jan, my Carla.

You said some horrible things yesterday.

I hardly remember.

You said you hid from us
so not to hurt us.

And that everybody you loves dies.

It's true.

No. No, Eduard. Look at me.

Look at me. I want you to get that
out of your head.

That tragedy does not mean
anything like it will ever happen again.

Life goes on.
You've always got to continue.

Mom, can I ask you a favor?

Yes.

Can you make me a potato omelet?
One of yours?

You're eating again
like you've been hungry for ages.

When I'm away I almost never eat.
And so, obviously--

When were you away?

-Last night.
-Yes.

Yes, I prefer one night
to seven months, like last time.

Were you there?

Why didn't I go?

-Don't you remember?
-No.

Your boss set up a last-minute meeting
and you couldn't tell him no.

At the office?

Yes. At least that's what you told us.

God damn it, Toni, what is this shit?

Eduard, do me a favor. Eduard.

Listen, Narcís. Can't you go to this
fucking meeting in my place? Please?

-No.
-Please.

Did Jan take it badly?

That you didn't go?

At first, yes.

He didn't stop looking at the empty chair.

Did he do well?

He was the best.

He was so happy.

A happy day.

And he made you this drawing.

To make me feel bad
because I disappointed him.

No! No, quite the opposite!
Look carefully.

All of the faces are happy ones.

Except this one.

He didn't do it to make you feel bad
for not going.

He did it to share his happiness with you.

A day of happiness.

What are you thinking about?

Are you hiding something from me?

What are you hoping to achieve
from this new trip?

I told you.
To see my children and that's it.

-I still don't quite understand you.
-What?

That I want to see my kids one last time?

That until now, every time you go
to a universe to stop--

The tragedy. Exactly that.

They were transcendent moments,
important things,

paths that defined my life
in one way or another.

-And maybe that's why--
-Yes?

Life isn't just made up of those moments.

Haven't you ever just enjoyed
little things?

The day-to-day, daily life--

moments that are ridiculous
but that also fill our lives

and surely have more meaning
than the big things, or the tragic ones,

"full of sound and fury,"
like what's-his-name said--

Shakespeare. In Macbeth.

"Life is a tale told by an idiot.

Full of sound and fury,
signifying nothing."

Yes, yes. Wonderful.

Amazing thoughts we don't think about
in our daily lives so we don't go crazy.

Have you experienced those delicate
and wonderful moments like...?

Like a butterfly?

Have you experienced them, yes or no?

When you were young. When you studied.

When you had a regular job.

When you were in a relationship
with someone.

No? Don't you remember
any moments like that?

-No.
-Well, I do.

And now I need to go
to a moment like that.

A happy day that wasn't enough
because of my ridiculous cowardice.

Nothing will happen
and I'll come back straight away.

-What's wrong?
-The flapping of a butterfly's wings.

What?

We already spoke about it.

I'm scared that all of this will end up
being very unstable.

There are no journeys
without consequences.

Whether it's a huge moment
or an insignificant one.

The smallest variation
of a minuscule thing

could end up setting off a chain reaction.

I don't care. I want to see my children.

Do you understand that or not?
No, obviously you can't understand it,

because you don't know what it is
to be a mother.

This is your last trip. Do you hear me?

Yes.

I'll go to the theater

to see my son's show.

I'll intervene as little as possible,
don't worry.

Everything will remain
just a simple flap of the wings.

Have you ever asked yourself
why there is so much beauty

in the wings of a butterfly?

What are you doing in my chair?

I said I was planning to go and I'm going!

You will be punished.

If you say anything, I'll break your arm.
Do you hear me?

Yes? No, now is not a good time.
Is that clear?

It's my twin brother.

Since when have you had
a twin brother?!

Listen, if you don't behave,

I'll go straight to Human Resources
and list, one by one,

all of the dirty Web pages you look at
during working hours.

-Do you understand?
-I'll be good, I'll be good. I assure you.

-God damn it, Toni, what is this shit?
-No. Come on, Eduard.

Eduard, do me a favor.

-No.
- Good. Absolutely you.

Listen, Narcís. Can't you go to this
fucking meeting in my place?

Yes, yes. Of course, of course.
I'll be right there.

Thanks, Narcís!

Eduard! Eduard, what do you mean, Narcís
is going to the meeting in your place?!

He's just hoping for a promotion.

-You're playing with fire, Eduard.
-Yeah, punish me. See if I care.

I can't believe this. Eduard!

But I just saw you downstairs,
in the parking lot!

I left my car keys and came back up.
You look great, Roser.

Let's see what day
you can come over for dinner.

-Good morning!
-Yes. Hello.

Stop! Stop! Stop.

What the fuck?

Are you okay? Is there a problem?

I don't have time to explain.

I'm sorry, but I can't think
of anything else.

You need to notice Elisa more

and go to the gym more often
to lose a few pounds.

UNIVERSE SCHOOL

-Am I dreaming?
-Yes.

Don't make me, don't make me...

You... me? I'm... me?

You are me, I am you.
If you don't want me to hurt you anymore,

you'd better be quiet. Okay?!

It will only be an hour or so, at most.

Then I'll disappear
and you'll wake up from this nightmare

and nothing will have happened!

Okay?

Help!

Fuck. That hurts! I warned you.

He ruins the mistress' butter,
destroys the drinks

and misdirects people at night,
just for the fun of it.

And those who call you "elf"
and "tender spirit" are lucky,

because you do their work.

-Are you he, or not?
-You're not wrong at all.

I'm the playful, nighttime spirit
who entertains Oberon

and makes him laugh.

-To the well-fed horse...
-Jan! Jan, Jan! Very good!

I'm here!

Very good. I'm here. I'm here!
Very good! Very good!

And full of life...

Hello, Mom. Sorry for being late.

Some days I transform myself into an apple
and I get into a drop of a dry drink.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

I'm happy to be here with you.

And I've saved Jan
a hard afternoon of drawing.

-Have you taken something?
-No!

-He's doing really well.
-Eduard, please.

-Really well!
-That's enough.

She falls down to the ground
like a whale shouting,

"Ouch, my butt!"
She starts coughing,

and those there set about
laughing like hyenas, and say,

"I have never enjoyed something so much!"

Bravo, Jan! I've never enjoyed
something so much! Bravo!

-Bravo! "Enjoyed something so much."
-Eduard! Eduard!

-A bit--
-Eduard! Hey.

But get out of the way, fairy,
Oberon is coming.

Hey, did you leave the house
dressed like that?

Where did you get those clothes?

That's why I love you so much.

Because the most important thing
to you right now,

is knowing where I got these clothes.
I love you.

Help!

Help me!

Help!

If we have offended you, take no notice.

We're shadows, we're spirits,

and this is a fleeting dream
that you have made up while sleeping.

If we've done a poor job
and created a bad fantasy,

I promise that another day,
if necessary, we'll do it better.

If you whistle at the mistakes
in this fable,

I'll give you my word
that they will soon be rectified.

Or you could say that I have lied.
So, have a very good evening.

And if you applaud,
we will repay you with the same.

Bravo!

Bravo!

Excellent, Jan. Bravo!

Excellent. Absolutely, absolutely,
absolutely, absolutely excellent.

Bravo! Bravo!

You were amazing. You were amazing.
You were amazing!

Very good.

You were amazing!

Bravo! Bravo!

Are you going to stay here
the whole while?

No.

Why are you so...

Excited?

Seeing Jan act left me...

I can see that. He was good, yes, but--

You know where he got
that talent from, don't you?

-No. Where?
Come on. From you.

-From me?
-Definitely!

You can't go on a stage
with such authority and such talent

if it isn't natural,
if you haven't been nurtured by someone.

Elisa, sit for a moment, please. Sit down.

Elisa, I don't know
what will happen now when...

When what?

Nothing. You're still young.

Listen, stop studying other people
for once, make others study you.

-What?
-Jan has taken after you.

Without a shadow of a doubt.

Leave your classes. Get back to singing.

The kids are already old enough.

Soon you'll be ready to start
an artistic career.

Talent, my love, talent is never lost.

Look at this room.
Look at the stage.

If you were up there now,
singing for all of us,

people down here would be thrilled.

Waving for you, loving you.

Don't tell me you've never dreamed
about something like that.

I love you so much.

Dad!

-Dad!
-Jan!

-Did you like it?
-It went great. You're a champion!

-Really?
-I loved it.
You made me cry, you made me laugh.
You're the best!

-Yeah?
-Yes!

I missed one bit.

-What are you saying? Nobody noticed.
-No? Really?

No! Not at all, not at all!

Congratulations. Lovely!
You did a really good job.

-Thanks.
-Artist.

- Eduard, seriously now.
-What?

-Are you okay?
-Why do you ask?

It's been so long
since I've seen you so...

What? Full of life?
Mom, I had forgotten

that from time to time, we need
to celebrate the little things in life.

To be aware of the love you receive,
to know how to show how you feel.

Yes, but all of that, why now?

Just because!

Because I love you.
Because I love you! Because I love you.

You, Elisa, Jan, Carla, Joan,
my father-in-law,

despite the bad feelings now--

What bad feelings?
Have you fallen out with Joan?

-No, no, no.
-So?

Nothing, nothing, Mom. I just
want you all to know I love you a lot.

That I love you a lot
before anything that could happen--

Like what?

Eduard, what's up? Eduard--

-Maria. Didn't Jan do well?
-Didn't he?

Amazing, amazing.
We're going to have a coffee now.

Ah. Well, I'll come--

I'm going to have a coffee.

-Gotta go.
- Yes.

-Artist. Artist.
-Bye.

UNIVERSE SCHOOL

-What's up?
-Dad, is that our car?

Yes. No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no. No. No.

-There is--
-No, what?

Can you tell me what's going on?

It's him!

Have you ever asked yourself
why there is so much beauty