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[suspenseful music playing]

[motor running]

Bravo! You look great out there!

Sexy! [claps]

[Ari on recording] I don't know what came over me or what I was thinking.

I'll meet you in half an hour at the pier on the lake.

Please come and hear me out.

-I never got that message. -It looks like it was sent to me.

I never got that message, I'm telling you!

[suspenseful music continues playing]

[Omar breathing shakily]

'Cause it's not the same at all.

Why isn't it the same thing? Go on.

-Why? -[sighs] Because it was only sex for you.

So now you're hooked on him? That's the deal?

[sighs] No fuckin' way.

No fuckin' way, Omar. Are you fuckin' kidding me right now?

Look, Ander… No. I… I mean-- No, no.

This can't be.

Please, man. I'm fucking confused as hell. Ander!

-Let's go to the lake and talk, please. -To talk about what?

-What's there to talk about? -[Omar sighs]

[gentle music playing]

-[doorbell rings] -[footsteps approaching]

[birds singing outside]

Rebeka's sleeping, so go the fuck back home, okay?

[door thuds]

[footsteps approaching]

-What are you doing? What's up? Hi. -[Mencía] Hi.

-[Sandra sighs] -Please move.

[Mencía] Believe me. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

-[birds singing] -[Rebe takes a deep breath]

You did it enough times. You'd think you'd figured it out.

Rebe, I can't change something that's already happened.

You know I desperately wish I could, but that's not an option.

I can change my behavior from now on.

You serious right now?

Do you really think I'd fall for that shit, huh?

[Mencía sighs]

[exhales] When I got home, I made up an excuse

they never even asked for

because you and I both know they didn't care what I'd been doing.

[takes a deep breath] They were just relieved to see you.

[Mencía] Well, yes.

And I liked feeling… that sense of relief

because it's the same relief I felt in that hotel room when you hugged me,

even after everything you saw.

-[sighs] -[Rebe sniffles, exhales]

[Mencía crying softly]

[Rebe] No, wait up.

[sniffles] Come here.

["Outer Love" playing]

[Rebe] Don't ever do that to me again.

♪ Waiting in outer space ♪

♪ Wishing to touch his face ♪

♪ I'd tell it to his face ♪

♪ Dreamin' of you all day… ♪

[Benjamín] Have you seen Ari?

[sighs] She told me she would meet me here.

-[Samu typing] -[Benjamín sighs]

[Samu sighs, sniffles]

-[book thuds] -[Benjamín sighs]

[bright music playing]

I would start with a more personal approach,

then I'd go to the data.

Because data is boring.

It's really our emotions that transcends it all.

EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE

[indistinct chatter]

How was your weekend?

-Uh, good. It was pretty nice out. -Yeah.

How's Mencía? Did she open up?

-No. With her, it's best not to talk. -Right.

[footsteps approaching]

[Benjamín exhales] Okay.

-All right, show me what you got. -[Samu] Okay.

No, no. Stay right there. You're fine where you are.

[Samu takes a deep breath, clears throat]

I can go first if you want. I'm really eager to.

Very well.

[Ari takes a deep breath]

Prisoner reentry is just a utopian ideal. Experience has proven it.

It all depends on the prisoner's will and choices, not on institutions.

I'd like to point out, we are the country with the biggest percentage of prisoners--

-Not the most crime. They're not related. -Whoa. This isn't casual barroom banter.

Wait your turn to respond, and please don't raise your voice again.

We're the highest in all of Europe.

A hundred and twenty-six prisoners for every 100,000 citizens.

And that, Samuel, is a fact.

A hundred twenty-six prisoners

with 126 families, friends, and loved ones.

Prisoners have people close to them. You've thought about that?

[scoffs] Of course I thought about it, but that's not what we're talking about--

We are. It's not the kind of thing you can just gloss over.

What's your focus? People or numbers? What?

Numbers, so you can distance yourself and dehumanize them.

[Ari scoffs]

I mean, imagining myself, Samuel García, being dragged into jail.

-[gentle music playing] -Looking at a bunch of years ahead of me.

And imagining every Samuel García in jail.

My family and friends might be able to help me,

but the system won't let them.

Because after a stint, all you'll ever be seen as is a felon.

[music building]

And that's what happens when you reduce people to labels.

You erase their humanity in a single stroke.

Same with numbers.

On that note, uh, I'm done. Thanks for listening.

Okay, we need to refine it a bit.

But keep up the good work.

[school bell rings]

-[indistinct chatter] -[Ari sighs]

What on earth did you do all weekend?

It's best that Samuel thinks he can beat me.

Well, I'm pretty sure we just saw that he can.

And if that happened, well,

I would be extremely disappointed, to say the very least.

[Ari sighs deeply]

-[lock clicks] -[Ari inhales sharply, exhales]

[Cayetana and Phillipe chattering]

You! Where were you Friday afternoon?

-Excuse me? -Mm… [scoffs]

[Ari] I said, "Where were you Friday afternoon?"

Wow. Envy really isn't a good look on you, Ivanka.

Isn't it enough for you to be fought over by two guys already?

-I was with her. -From what time to what time?

I don't know off the top of my head.

[chuckles] Um, yeah. Why the inquisition?

My sister had bruises on her body.

-"What time period?" I asked you. -I have no idea.

He just told you we were together.

[tense music playing]

Well, just in case, don't go near Mencía.

Are we clear? Not at all.

No idea. Who knows what that was.

[Cayetana typing]

PHILLIPE VON TRIESENBERG ABUSE

[mouse clicks]

NO RESULTS FOUND FOR YOUR SEARCH

[Cayetana sighs]

[sighs] Ari, you shouldn't make false accusations.

[Ari] I have my reasons.

Oh, well, if you're so sure he did that to her, why don't you report him, then?

That's precisely why, Cayetana. 'Cause I don't have real evidence yet.

And I don't normally report people without it.

-That's the kind of girl I am. -[Cayetana] Hmm.

Well, the girl from his country didn't have evidence,

so I guess the both of you must be the same kind of girls.

[Ari] Honey.

Look, I totally get that you're really into Phillipe and all,

and I never for a moment said he doesn't like you back.

[Cayetana scoffs]

-[Ari] The thing is, it's not the same. -[Cayetana sighs]

Because you always expected a no from a guy like that,

while he expected a yes.

People like Phillipe don't understand the concept of no.

I'm sticking my nose in someone else's business,

but if I were you, I wouldn't wait to have proof with him.

Maybe once you have proof, it'll be too late.

If there's one thing you and I have in common,

it's that we're both women, honey.

And if women don't lend each other a hand, who will?

[tense music playing]

[Cayetana takes a deep breath]

[indistinct chatter]

I understand that, right now, you're mad at me.

I just wanted to say I'm here for you if you need it,

if you want.

Nobody forced anyone.

You don't need my forgiveness.

Yeah, but I'm just--

I'm sorry about what I said and how I told you,

so forgive me for that.

[sighs] Okay.

If you need me to forgive you for something, then sure, I forgive you.

[chuckles softly] Cool.

Uh, thanks.

[sighs]

Ander…

just a reminder, you spent a whole year tied to a machine, doing chemo.

No one should make you feel like you have to beg or feel guilty

or ask permission.

[Ander chuckles softly]

OMAR, I NEED TO SEE YOU.

[cell phone chimes]

[gentle music playing]

-[birds singing] -[Omar] What's the matter now?

[Ander sighs]

Without you, I wouldn't have survived cancer.

What you did was incredible, and, um…

I won't ever forget it, but…

No, don't say it.

Omar…

maybe the cancer took its toll on us.

Please, no.

Not on me, no.

[breathing shakily] I mean, okay, yes,

I've been in a fucking mental fog, but I'm not anymore.

When I thought about losing you, I-- Listen, uh…

I only love you, Ander.

Listen, though.

I'm not talkin' about Patrick now.

I'm… talking about me. I thought I'd die, but here I am somehow.

I mean, I just wanna live.

There's a ton of things I still have to do. A ton.

[Omar sighs] But… you can do them with me.

[Ander takes a deep breath]

[crying softly] It's me, dude.

It's Omar.

It's me.

-I know. I know. -Omar.

And you have to keep being Omar.

[hesitates] But that's why I'm thinking it's best we end this here

because I don't want this to become something else entirely.

-[Omar continues sobbing quietly] -[Ander takes a deep breath]

-[Omar sniffles] -Thank you.

Thank you, Omar. From the bottom of my heart.

And I'm sorry too. I really am.

-[Omar continues crying] -[music swells]

I was thinkin' of taking you out to dinner tonight,

so you can clear your head a bit.

You sidetracked me last weekend already.

Rather be at the library with him on Saturday?

[indistinct chatter]

Come to dinner at my place.

We can hang out together a while.

With your dad?

Not what I had in mind, to be honest.

[Samu] Yeah, but after that, everything goes smoothly.

[Benjamín] Hmm.

Ari, García's gonna be coming over.

That way, I can go over both of your arguments.

-How's it goin'? -All good, thanks.

I'm goin' to your place for dinner.

[camera shutter clicks]

SHARE MY LOCATION

DID YOU BLOCK ME?

-[Mencía sighs] -[footsteps approaching]

What's the matter?

Armando.

Wait, what?

What the fuck does that asshole want? We're calling the police now.

Hey, hold up. Want my family knowing about it?

Oh, so you care about your family now?

I mean, yeah, my family and the entire school

and kinda the whole world.

Just relax, okay?

It's all good.

I can handle this guy.

[chuckles softly]

Do you know that, until the age of three, all I ate was chocolate?

Oh really?

Psst, hey!

Some dumbass guy sure as hell isn't gonna spoil our…

[in Spanish accent] …chocolate party.

-[Rebe scoffs] -[Mencía laughs]

["Needed" playing]

[Mencía chuckles]

No, Mencía, I said--

-[Mencía laughs] -[bowl clatters]

Sorry, I couldn't resist. You know I just can't help myself.

[Rebe] Mencía.

♪ Why you sound so sad? ♪

♪ Why you feel so sad? ♪

♪ Hmm, hmm ♪

♪ Why you sound so sad? ♪

♪ Why you feel so sad? ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

♪ Don't you want somebody, baby? ♪

♪ Don't just wish you had ♪

♪ How you push me down, baby ♪

♪ Don't you need me this way? ♪

♪ I wanna be needed ♪

[Rebe sighs]

♪ I wanna be needed ♪

[both chuckle inaudibly]

♪ I wanna be needed ♪

♪ That's what I need ♪

♪ I wanna be needed ♪

-[Guzmán] Thanks. -[Benjamín] Samuel?

No, I don't want any, thanks. Gotta stay sharp for tomorrow's debate.

["Paradise Lost" playing over sound system]

[Guzmán] Hmm.

[Samu sighs]

The winner's going to the European debate competition,

where they'll have to present but have to do it in French, right?

Hmm. Well, yes.

What would you do?

Don't you speak French?

I have a decent grasp of it.

-Yeah, for a local yokel, maybe. -[Patrick chuckles]

What?

But don't worry.

Because since Ari's gonna win, that won't be a problem, right?

You know, you should thank him, Samuel.

Why?

Because people like us rise to the challenge when we're questioned.

I'm sorry. People like you?

Yeah, people who studied on scholarship.

Ah, right.

And haven't been as fortunate as the three of you here.

[Guzmán munching]

[Samu chuckles softly]

I'm the one who's competing with Samuel, Guzmán, not you.

-Me? -Yeah.

I wasn't. I'm not worried.

I don't see you spending Christmas with his family

in some shithole in Morocco.

-What? -[Guzmán] Yeah.

His brother ran off there. His mom went as well.

I was told he'd been exonerated, though.

More like he didn't wait to get the verdict.

[tense music playing]

So you're saying his brother fled the country while on probation?

Just so you know the gem of a brother-in-law you'd have.

-[chuckles] -[Guzmán] See you tomorrow.

[bicycle tires clacking]

[Armando] Mencía!

-What are you doing here? -I'm trying to have a conversation.

-[Mencía] You're following me. -I saw your Instagram.

Mencía, please.

I just wanted to apologize.

What for?

I found out what happened… and I'm sorry.

-[Mencía sighs] -Son of a bitch is done.

He can forget about his career and basically everything. [grunts]

-[Mencía sighs] -Can I drive you home?

I gave it up.

Maybe you should get a new cell phone.

-Why? -Doesn't that guy have your number?

Yeah, but I mean, I blocked him, so…

Yeah, but he might give it to someone else, harass you, whatever.

[sighs] Right. I hadn't thought of that.

Well, thanks.

-Where are we? -[parking brake clicks]

It'd be nice for us to have a drink before heading home.

No, uh, I don't think my girlfriend would think that's a very good idea.

I'm sorry.

All right, but at least let me take you home-- Mencía.

Mencía, please.

-Mencía. -[tense music playing]

[Mencía sighs]

I'll take you home. I will.

-[excited chatter] -[woman exhales]

[car engine starts]

-[Samu sighs] -[doorbell rings]

Hey.

[sighs] I'm here to get all my stuff.

Right. Yeah, Omar let me know.

Do you want me to help you out?

No, I can do it alone.

Okay.

[Ander exhales deeply]

[gentle music playing]

-[birds singing] -[indistinct chatter]

[engine stops]

[gentle music building]

[Azucena kisses]

[Azucena] Wanna check to see if everything's there? Nothing's missing?

[Omar sighs, sobs softly]

[Ander breathing shakily]

[breathing heavily]

[door opens]

[Samu] You okay?

[Ander continues panting]

[voice breaking] It's just that… No, no, this can't be real.

I mean, okay, yeah, it's true I had doubts about it,

but I don't anymore. I know what I want now.

[sniffles] I can't believe this hurts so much.

And if it hurts this much, it's because I really love him, isn't it?

This is the worst part.

[Ander continues breathing heavily]

[weakly] I can't breathe.

[Azucena] You think that knot in your stomach will never go away.

[Ander continues breathing shakily]

[Azucena] But one day, the knot starts to loosen up,

and it hurts less and less… until you suddenly realize that…

[Ander crying softly]

…you haven't thought about him all day.

You can't even remember why it once hurt so much.

But there's no way I can forget him.

[sniffles] I can't, and I don't want to.

[breathing shakily]

Shit, I mean, it's Ander.

It's Ander.

-[cell phone chimes] -[crowd chattering on phone]

[Mencía clicks tongue]

Oh yeah. He came looking for me.

Why the fuck did you tell me you quit and then lie to me?

-[Mencía] He came to apologize to me. -Yeah.

Look, this video shows your mother's POV.

But what do you see?

'Cause it seems like you only see what you wanna see.

Haven't you asked yourself why your mother knows this guy?

Why he might've been at the door of her place? No.

Because all you see is I'm lying to you.

What the fuck are you tryin' to say about my mother?

Your mother saw us together for the first time

when the two of us went to her spot.

We went there to have a drink and, um…

also, so your mom could… sell him some coke.

[quietly] No. No, no way. That's impossible.

-My mother quit that for me. -No, Rebe. I quit that shit for you.

I quit for you, and you still trust your mother,

who, ironically, is the only one here who's lying.

[Rebe gasps]

-[door slams loudly] -[Mencía huffs]

[showers running]

Patrick.

Yeah?

Uh…

why don't we skip classes today and go out somewhere?

[chuckles softly] How come?

Don't know. I wanna treat myself.

Plus, they're having that freakin' debate thing.

They won't notice we're gone.

[chuckles softly] Okay. What sort of plan do you have in mind?

[Ander takes a deep breath] Hmm.

Was hoping you'd come up with it.

[Patrick scoffs]

["Burn (Matador Remix)" playing]

[indistinct chatter]

-[Omar] Mencía, have you seen Ander? -Sorry.

-Have you seen Rebe? -[Omar] No.

[Mencía sighs deeply]

[line ringing]

[cell phone vibrates]

[Patrick] FYI, I'm ditching class.

I'm throwing a thing at the house, so cover for me. Pretty please?

-[phone chimes] -Fine. I'll text when the debate's over.

Listen, don't trash the house, all right? Don't wanna invoke the wrath of Benjamín.

Okay, love you.

["Burn (Matador Remix)" continues playing]

DEBATE DAYS

[guy 1] Hey.

The dress code is topless.

That's the spirit.

[guy 2] Hey, what's goin' on?

[guy 1] Yeah, good stuff.

[guys continue speaking indistinctly]

["Burn (Matador Remix)" continues playing]

[excited chatter]

[whispering inaudibly]

[both chuckle softly]

Hey. Where's the bathroom?

[Patrick and Ander panting]

[music builds]

-[spits] -[Patrick exhales]

[grunts, panting]

[Benjamín] Well said, Samuel. Thank you.

Ariadna, when you're ready.

-Thank you kindly. -[remote beeps]

Reentry depends on the prisoner's willpower,

not on institutions.

Some may say, after jail, they have been conditioned

to relapse into criminal behavior.

But maybe change isn't what they want, or change isn't possible.

Recidivism rates speak for themselves, not to mention concrete examples.

On this matter, I'm sure my opponent is intimately familiar

with the case of a man accused of murder only two years ago.

And the accused spent several long weeks in jail,

then decided to flee while on probation,

thus breaking the law and adding to his previous offenses.

My opponent is familiar with this case…

EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE

…because that man is his brother.

[students murmuring]

[tense music playing]

-[guy 1] Why did she say that? -[quietly] Why'd you use that?

It's best to put a name to the data. Simple as that.

Mentioning my brother is completely inappropriate.

His case is well known to everyone at the school.

I don't think I'm revealing any state secrets here.

I'm sorry, Samuel, but I think Ariadna's right.

-[Ari] Samuel's brother-- -[pounds podium]

-[feedback squeals] -[students gasp]

[murmuring]

-[Benjamín] Samuel. Samuel! -[guy 2] He'll come back.

[papers rustling]

[Benjamín sighs]

-What's with the childish tantrum? -Maybe we're not that similar.

-I'm over being questioned every day! -This is how you live your life?

You wallow in misfortune and use it as an excuse

to stay stuck in the exact same place.

Don't give me another Jedi master speech, 'cause I'm over it.

No, you wanna hear from the Jedi master? You're gonna love this one.

[bright music playing]

Know why I have so much respect for the art of debate?

Because like all other arts, it represents life itself.

And you can load up on arguments and reasons.

You can…

[takes a deep breath] …prepare to the point of exhaustion.

You can feel superior and indestructible.

But without fail,

something unexpected comes up without warning

and can shatter your protective armor.

Without fail.

And that… is when you discover how weak you are.

When you realize everything you thought about yourself,

that everything you had prepared…

is absolutely useless.

[bright music swells]

[thuds, distorted]

-I was looking for you. -Oh, hi.

Uh, wanna come sleep over at my place tonight?

Um…

Sure. Yeah, okay.

So you can… either run away, playing the victim

and hiding behind a series of excuses that aren't even yours,

like that thing with your brother… or you can choose to rise up

and fight to bring out what you would like to become.

[sighs]

Let me know what you decide.

[door opens]

[bright music fades]

[door closes]

[Samu takes a deep breath]

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE

And then poor Samuel just walks out, right in the middle of the debate.

-[Cayetana sighs] -Ari didn't know what to do.

-She was stunned. -[Cayetana] Hmm.

Um, any chance you're hungry?

-Yeah, a little, yeah. -Yeah?

I'll see if they can make something. We can have it here.

-Okay? Okay. -Okay.

[sighs deeply]

[exhales]

[tense music playing]

[trackpad clicks]

[Cayetana sighs]

Oh, I have to grab my cell pho--

What are you doing?

Nothing. I just wanted to put on some music.

I thought we would trust each other.

Sorry. Sorry. I'm so sorry. I don't know. [sighs]

Ari's been doing a number on me all day, and I just…

Yeah, but Ari has no idea where I was on Friday.

-[Cayetana] I know. -You do 'cause I was with you.

-Wasn't I? Don't you get it? -It's just… Please, I'm sorry.

You have so little self-esteem

that you can't understand how someone like me would be with you.

And you look for any excuse to ruin a good thing… all the time.

[Cayetana gasps]

Will you always remind me of my station? [sighs]

Looking for flaws under some kind of microscope.

Closer and closer each time till you no longer see me.

-You're wrong. I do see you. -No.

Okay? I see you, and I like you. I like you so much it hurts me.

I-- I'm not like those girls from before.

[Phillipe sighs]

I'll go tell the driver to come pick you up.

[sighs] If you want, you can check that I deleted your video.

[scoffs] Snoop around as much as you like.

-[gentle music playing] -[Cayetana breathing shakily]

Honey? Can you not hear me? I've been hollering at you forever now.

-[Patrick] Are you alone? -Oh shit.

The house stinks of testosterone. [chuckles]

-[Patrick] Does it really? -No. [laughs]

Thank you.

What's this?

Don't know. It came while we were partying.

[tense music playing]

A NEW NUMBER SO YOU CAN START FROM SCRATCH. BIG KISS, ARMANDO.

[cell phone vibrates]

I RAN AWAY FROM HOME.

[Guzmán] I didn't tell you about Nano so you'd use it against him.

And, Ari, that whole winning-at-any-cost thing?

-It wasn't cool. -Well, you're the one to talk.

I'm not the only one who's obsessed with competing with Samuel.

No one would ever guess you're friends.

Well, we are. Seriously.

Samuel's a cool guy.

He's the best thing I've gotten out of these past two shitty years.

And it's true that when he got here, yeah, I looked down on him.

But look, the guy had everything against him,

and he's beaten the odds every time.

But be real. You still look down on him a little.

Not anymore, honestly.

In fact, that's why he makes me so jealous.

And maybe, well, he makes me scared I might lose you.

You're scared of losing me?

I mean, okay, not like scared scared or terrified.

A little scared. [chuckles softly]

[tense music playing]

What?

What?

Do you like that I'm scared of losing you?

I like that you're not afraid to say that.

-[tense music builds] -[fireworks popping]

[guy breathing shakily]

[Ari on recording] I don't know what came over me or what I was thinking.

I'll meet you in half an hour at the pier on the lake.

Please come and hear me out.

[fireworks continue whistling and popping]

[partygoers murmuring]

[tense music swells]

[suspenseful music playing]