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A NETFLIX SERIES

Saint John's Eve,
the most magical night of the year.

The night of the witches.

That is, your night, Amaia.

Because you're not
just one of these people.

No way. And everyone here knows it.

That's why they stare.

Because they know
you're the queen of this fucking party

and this fucking town.

A FEW MONTHS EARLIER

Hey, Amaia. Listen up.

Want a spoiler
on what your life is gonna be like?

A shit show.
Like, totally shitty all the time.

You hate the town already, right?

It's beautiful. Don't give me that look.

So quiet, not at all
like the traffic in Barcelona.

Fresh air. Kids playing outside.

If it's so great,
why haven't we been here in years?

-Right.
-Mom!

Jesus, Mom!

Look at the cows! Wow!

Why won't they move? Hey!

Can you cut it out?
You're gonna make us deaf.

Stay in the car.
I got this. Just stay in the car.

Yeah, sure.

-Amaia!
-What?

-What did I say?
-Mom…

-Get back inside that car!
-Shoot.

-Mom, what are you doing?
-Quiet. Let me handle this. Hey! Look.

You want this? Look, hey! Come on.

Go get it.

-Fetch! Hey!
-What are you doing? They're cows.

-No kidding!
-I mean--

What? Man, it smells bad.

Come on. Move it.

You can go now.

Hi!

All fixed.

SALABARRIA 3

You know the typical house
they use in horror movies?

Yes, the scary one.

Well, take a look. Here you have it.

-It's big, huh?
-Oof, huge.

Mom, there's no toilet paper!

Where's the Wi-Fi password?

We don't have Wi-Fi. Yet.

No Wi-Fi?!

Amaia, how will you survive without Wi-Fi?

Damn, I bet they've known each other
since they were kids.

They were born here.
They've studied together.

Just fucking perfect.
You're pumped, huh, Amaia?

What are you looking at?
Why are they staring?

If your life were a high school movie,
you'd be the new kid. The weirdo.

The supporting actress
who doesn't even get a line.

Or the first to get bumped off
by the killer.

The one who doesn't hook up with anyone.

And these two would be the stars.
The popular kids.

Cool guy with the motorcycle.

The ecofeminist.

At least there's a Chinese guy.
They've got the diversity quota filled.

Plus, the weed dealer.
Well, looks like everyone's here.

Okay, everyone. Quiet down.

Lucía, please, sit down.

Thank you.

Chivite, put your helmet away, please.

Thank you.

Can I borrow a pen?

Sure. Here you go.

Great.

You're Amaia, right?

Yeah.

How about you introduce yourself
to the class?

Hi. I'm Amaia.

Hi.

Excuse me.
Sorry, but we can barely hear you.

Maybe you should stand up
and tell us a little more about yourself.

Like where you come from,
what kind of stuff you like…

Well, I'm from Barcelona, and I like to…

sleep?

Okay, that's enough, guys.

I'm Íñigo.

I'll be your Spanish language
and literature teacher.

Feel free to come to me for anything.

You can sit down, Amaia.

All right. Now, where were we?

Page 105…

Let's break down a few of these sentences.

Don't give me those faces.

It's like I always say,
language is part of our lives…

IDOLS
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL COMPLETED!!!!

TALK LATER?

Hey, new kid.

-Hello.
-I'm Javi.

Okay, this guy must be the town gossip.

Don't worry. I'm not stalking you.
We're neighbors.

So, you're from Barcelona, huh?

Yeah.

Pretty cool.

I bet you have parties
and plans every weekend there, huh?

There's none of that stuff here.
No beach either.

Yeah, the no beach thing is kinda obvious.

You want some?

Oh, well. No beach,
but we've got sunflower seeds.

Since I've given you some good shit,
because this is good shit, okay?

Can I ask a question?

-Your mom was born here, right?
-Mm-hmm.

And why did she leave?

Because she always wanted to travel.

And she didn't get along with my grandma.

So your grandmother kicked her out,
is that it?

Is that what they say here in town?

What else do they say?

That your mom got pregnant
when she was our age

and your grandma made her leave town.

That's not true.
My mom didn't get pregnant at 16.

And she left because she wanted to,
not because she was forced to.

Is it true that your sister is African?

My sister is Catalan.

I get that.
I'm saying, you have different dads.

Yeah. Ona's father's from Senegal.

From Senegal?

Yes.

Girl, your life's a total fantasy.

-No.
-Oh, yes.

-No.
-Yes.

Well, this is me.

-I live over there.
-Okay.

If you want, tomorrow,
after school we can go for a drink.

I can't tomorrow. I have something to do.

Okay. Well, another day then.

-See you.
-Bye.

Wow! The whole town's buzzing
about you, Amaia.

Hey, you're Salabarria's local celebrity.

Where is everyone?

No clue.

-Wasn't mass at half past?
-I have no idea.

Laura!

Come on. She's over there.

And where's Grandma?

Buried. They buried her when she died.

Oh, okay.

Can you imagine her
in there for a month? Dead?

-How would she smell?
-Terrible.

Hey! Girls, cut it out.

In the name of the Father,
and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

-Amen.
-The peace of the Lord be with you.

And with your spirit.

We are gathered here
to celebrate this Eucharist

for our sister Petra Ezkerra,

whose soul, through the Holy Spirit…

-No.
-Give me that.

…with our Lord Jesus Christ, Almighty God.

Mom, give it to me.

-Thanks for helping with the move.
-Don't mention it.

-Hello, Amaia.
-Hi.

-How are you doing?
-Good.

Ona, you're so beautiful and so grown up.

She was four the last time you saw her.

I'm nine now.

Moussa and I had just opened up the bar,
and I couldn't pick you up at Sants.

Laura, I'm so sorry for your loss.

Aurelio! Thank you so much. How are you?

So-so. Cholesterol's a bit high,
the typical stuff.

And Ane, how is she?

I think the last time I saw her
was at the wedding…

-This sucks.
-It really sucks.

Is this your little sister?

Yes, can't you tell?

You look just like your grandmother.

-So?
-Do you do the same things as her?

What's this lady talking about?

Huh? Like what?

You know,
all those things she used to do--

-Hey, let's go, Amaia. Hello, Miren.
-Hello.

Let's go.
This is no place for little girls.

Yeah, well, I'm not a little girl.

What? Do you want to stay here?

Laura!

-See you soon.
-Bye.

Bye, Itziar.

Come on.

Have you finished unpacking?

-I'll do it now, in a bit.
-"Now" and "a bit" isn't the same.

Can I at least take a shower in peace?

Take a shower and then unpack.

"Take a shower and then unpack."

IDOLS

YESTERDAY
TALK LATER????

HELLO????

ANYBODY THERE????

Well, come on, take a shower
and forget about all that, Amaia.

Stay positive.

Be confident.
Everything's gonna get better.

Fuck!

Holy shit.

The hot water cut out.

Really?

Yeah.

I'll check the boiler.
It's an old-fashioned house, so…

Not old-fashioned. Just old.

Now I have to remember how this worked.

This place is a shithole.

Voilà!

We have to settle in.

Clean, fix the place up…

Trust me, this is gonna be great.

I wanna leave.

Leave?

And go where?

To Barcelona. Home.

-Our place must be rented out already.
-With Moussa or with my friends.

Who did you discuss this with?

With Moussa? With your friends?

Or do you plan to just take a bus and go?

Not to mention school.
You're enrolled here.

-For what little time is left--
-I'll drop out.

We've talked about this.

Life is much cheaper here
than in Barcelona. We can start over.

Yes. But I don't want to start over.

Amaia, work with me here.

I'm not the one who got separated.
I didn't lose my job.

I'm not to blame for all this shit.

But do you know who has to deal with it?
I do.

It's not possible.

I work nights, sleep during the day…
What kind of life would that be for you?

It's better than the one we have here.

Look, sweetheart.
Think of it as something temporary. Okay?

All right… Well, we'll talk tomorrow.

Okay.

Temporary?

How long is that?

A school year?
Until you finish high school?

Your whole fucking life here?

Then you can go to Marta's house.
Or Ana's. Or Montse's.

And if their parents aren't okay with it,
a hostel.

Nope. Not a hostel
because you don't have money.

Where are you gonna go
without money, Amaia?

Oh, that's it. I've got it.

The beach.

Listening to the waves, the breeze…

And the couples making out at night,

while you're there all alone,
without anyone or anything.

'Cause you're not getting
any action lately. You're so boring.

I'm fine.

You're such a klutz, Amaia!

Hey, did you see him?

He's so hot. Like, really hot.

And you go and fall in front of him.

-Hey. How are you?
-Hey.

Now go and say hello to them.
You say "hello," and that's it.

It's not that hard.
It's only five letters. Five letters.

Oh, Amaia. You're an idiot.

YESTERDAY
HELLO???? ANYBODY THERE????

Wonderful. All alone.

Things can't get any worse.

Neighbor!

-What's up?
-Hi.

This is Lucía and Zhao.

-Hi. How are you? I'm Amaia.
-Hi.

We need you to settle something.
Who would you rather fuck, Irene or Asier?

Who?

Those two.

Don't look at them!

Sorry, but if I don't look,
I won't know who they are.

Lucía says she would fuck Asier.
Zhao says Irene. And I say both.

They'd just hook up with each other,
and you'd be left out.

Doesn't matter to me.
I'm happy to watch. Amaia, break the tie.

Oh… I don't know.

You just have to tell us
which one turns you on the most.

He seems like the typical cocky guy
who only cares about his Instagram.

So what?

Guys like that are assholes.

Asier is very nice, and with that face…
he could be a psychopath for all I care.

Yeah, but Amaia is from Barcelona.

They've got plenty more
to choose from there, right?

What about your boyfriend?
Is he there or…?

-I don't have a boyfriend.
-Oh.

-Girlfriend?
-No girlfriend either.

How cute, Zhao. He's got his hopes up.

What? No.

If anyone's gonna stalk you, it's him.

No. You're the one
who wants another gay friend.

As if you've never jacked it
to lesbian porn.

-What? No way. He's making that up.
-You listen to me. I know everything here.

IDOLS
HOLY SHIT, YOU'VE ABANDONED ME

MONTSE
NOOOOOO!!!!

MARTA
FIRST DAY AT THE BEACH

AMAIA06
#HAPPY #NEWLIFE

Excuse me, Mikel. When you get a sec,
two juices and two pieces of licorice.

Thanks, Mikel.

-Bye, Lucía.
-Bye.

-Doesn't he have a girlfriend?
-No way. Mateo's single, and he's mine.

Does he know that,
or is he clueless? Excuse me.

He's been held back a ton of times.
Probably kinda slow.

You'll have to explain to him
how to finger you.

With this one.

Petra was her grandmother. You know that?

Petra Ezkerra?

-Yeah.
-Girl, your grandma was the shit.

People came from all over to see her,
get her to read their cards and stuff.

Seriously?

You didn't know?

Yeah, sure. Of course I knew.

What's your house look like?
Is it decorated with occult stuff?

-Candles?
-What? Not at all.

Though I did see a box
with my grandmother's things.

You should bring it tonight.
So we can do something, huh?

-Are you guys meeting up?
-You're invited too.

-Let's get going.
-Excuse me.

-Bye.
-A bottle of water, please.

Mom, where's Grandma's stuff?

Upstairs!

What's all this?

You could hold
a flea market with all this stuff.

Let's see here.

Hey, if you find a Ouija board,
don't touch it, Amaia.

You know how those movies end.

MAGIC AND LOVE
THE DEVIL

Damn, genetics!

That lady wasn't kidding.
She looks totally like you.

Oh my God. Practically identical.

Okay, so what should we do?
Wanna go to my place and watch a movie?

Not another movie, please.
We can never make up our minds.

What did you do on Friday?

Scrolled through the menu
without watching anything. Great plan.

I brought my grandmother's notebooks.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Can I see?

Yeah, sure. Here.

Well, there's a little bit of everything
in there.

Look, here are some rituals
for good luck in general or in business.

And I think it's in this one…
Here's a spell to get someone to like you.

Maybe we could use one on Mateo.

Hey, sweetie.
I don't need this stuff to seduce a guy.

Damn, blondie. Rude much?

What about this?

Curses?

It's also possible
to put a curse on someone?

I don't know.
According to this, you can do anything.

But, Javi, I don't know if it will work.

I want to curse someone.

Who?

This huge son of a bitch.

He so deserves it.

This is Chivite.

In fifth grade,
he started calling me "pussy," "fairy."

At first, it was just him.
And only from time to time.

Did you tell your parents?

No. Because I figured it would stop soon.

But it was the other way around.
It got worse.

And what did the other kids do?

Nothing. I think
most of them weren't aware of it.

For Chivite, it was like a game.

He waited for me when I got out of class,
followed me when I went to the bathroom.

He always waited for me to be alone.

Sometimes he'd come with his buddies
and sometimes by himself.

How long did this go on?

Until I got to high school.

When these two showed up…

and I stuck to them like glue.

Chivite must have gotten tired of it.

He saw it was more difficult
to catch me alone, so he stopped.

That sucks. I'm so sorry, Javi.

That's why I want revenge.

So, let's curse that son of a bitch.

Here's the notebook.

Dude, it was supposed to be
a black candle.

It was the only one I could find.

It doesn't matter. Come on. Get started.

Me? Javi's the one
who wants to curse Chivite.

Your grandma was the one with powers.

Powers? My grandmother
only had some notebooks.

Your grandmother was a total celebrity
around here.

She had clients
in Pamplona, Bilbao, Huesca…

Seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Okay.

Let's see. What's Chivite's first name?

Fran Chivite García.

Francisco.

What do you want to happen to him?

Hit him where it hurts the most.
Get rid of his motorcycle.

I want him to feel the same fear I felt.

Real fear.

And to feel as alone as I did.

But isn't that too general?

It doesn't say anything here.
It should work.

Light the candle.

Let's do this.

I want Fran Chivite to suffer.

I want him to feel real fear.

I want him to know
what it is to feel alone.

Tonight, may all my fury and hatred
travel through this mirror.

Repeat after me.

We want Fran Chivite to suffer.
We want him to feel real fear.

We want him to know
what it is to feel alone.

Tonight, may all our fury and hatred
travel through this mirror.

We want Fran Chivite to suffer.
We want him to feel real fear.

We want him to know
what it is to feel alone.

Tonight, may all our fury and hatred
travel through this mirror.

-Who blew out the candle?
-Not me.

-Neither did I.
-Not me.

Yeah, well… It must've been the wind.

What we could do
is go and see if it worked.

There's a class party tonight.
Chivite will be there.

You want to see Mateo.

If he's there, I'll see him and fuck him.

It's just that I thought the plan
was for the four of us to chill, right?

Any sign of Chivite?

-No.
-We should've brought some booze.

These people must've brought plenty.
I'll go check.

No, he's not here.
No sign of the bottle blond anywhere.

Even though half the school's here.

Ha! And partying hard.

-Hey. How are you?
-Hi. Great.

Cool, see ya around.

-I'll be over there.
-Sure.

Should we go in? Let's go.

Yeah.

No, quit looking for him. He isn't here.

And you, you should go, Amaia.

You'd be better off watching a movie.

Nobody knows you here. Go on, leave.

No way, man.

Javi, I think I'm gonna go home.

Already? But we just got here.

I told my mom
I wouldn't stay out too late.

At least wait until Chivite gets here.

Imagine he shows up with a stye.

Or a zit here.

Or a hemorrhoid.

Yeah, sure. The notebook said
it had to be at midnight

with a black candle,
not a lavender rose one.

A pink candle, girl.

And look at Lucía. We've already lost her.

Is that Mateo?

No, that's Jokin.

Another guy from Asier's gang.
That's Mateo.

Damn, she's a boss.

Okay, one drink. One and that's it.

-To Lucía.
-To Lucía.

To Lucía.

Hey, this is Salabarria.

-I'm going to get some ice.
-Okay, we'll wait here.

MARTA: TELL ME EVERYTHING!!
MONTSE: I CALL YOU TOMORROW, OKAY?

Tomorrow? Sure.
Or the day after. Or the next.

Or in 2025 if you want. Whenever you can--

-Sorry!
-Holy shit, my phone.

-I'm so sorry.
-That's all I need.

Sorry. It was an accident.

No, I believe you.

You could put it in rice.

-Rice?
-Yeah.

You think anyone here has rice?

No, of course not.

You could try turning it off
and on again. That works.

Though, to be honest, buying a phone
from this century would also be okay.

Are you making fun of my phone?

A little bit.

Okay, my phone sucks.

But your bike isn't exactly
state of the art.

Okay, that's true.

It works. You're off the hook.

So, what's the matter?
You said that you had a shitty day.

Nothing. I got into a fight with Irene.

I don't know if you know her.

She's my girlfriend.

I was supposed to hang out with Jokin,
but he's over there with a girl.

Then some jerk shows up
and screws up your phone.

Right. I didn't even want
to go out tonight.

I have a game tomorrow, so…

-What sport do you play?
-Basque pelota.

And going out and not drinking,
it's a pain in the ass.

Everybody's drunk,
like in another dimension.

Yeah. I get it. Happens to me too.

Except I don't need people to drink.

I'm always in another dimension.

And what was your name?

Amaia.

Well, I'm Asier. Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

Someone's calling me.

-Sure. No problem.
-Excuse me.

Yeah? What's up?

-Look at you!
-What was that?

Eh, naughty girl?

You rock!

-You falling for him?
-No.

Thought you were immune?

-It's not like that.
-Right.

This is my jam!

-Forgive me?
-Sure.

Don't just look at us, join us

No, I don't dance.

Neither do I.

When he drinks, he's a different person.

I'm José Luis. How are you?

Fine?

Well, I'm gonna grab a refill.

Girl, you have to dance.
I can't stand people who don't dance.

-Sure.
-And I like you.

So, you have to dance.

But I don't dance, Javi.

Are you sure? Maybe you're a dancer,
but you just don't know it yet.

An incognito dancer.

No. Listen. I do dance.

But I dance at home.
When nobody can see me.

And who's gonna pay attention here?
These people? They don't care what we do.

-So dance a little bit.
-Okay, just a little bit.

Like this. See?

No, it's embarrassing!

Oops, careful.

Duck butt.

-Fuck!
-Your hands.

-Hey!
-Totally.

-What?
-Chivite.

What? Is he here?

He had a motorcycle accident.
He's in the hospital.

Shit.

Shit!

What have you done, Amaia?

Subtitle translation by:
Olga Garrido