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Previously on "The Resort"...

What is "Pasaje"?

It must have been important once 'cause it's right there.

Who's Illán Iberra?

This mural is my attempt to preserve my memories.

Holy shit.

Oh, shit.

- What did you do, Alex? - What did I do?

- What did you do? - Well, what did I do?

Tell me what the fuck I did!

This isn't the end.

The second half is a heartbreaker, man.

Baltasar, my memory detective,

things are crumbling fast.

I don't know when I am or when you are.

Uh...

God, I hope I'm not far off.

Alexander Vasilakis.

Where did you come up

with such a stupid fucking name?

Oceana, Oceana.

Ugh.

Size 30.

Ha!

What the fuck was that?

I think we should make a run for it.

- What about my pants? - Fuck your pants.

Okay, but they're my only pair.

Come on.

- Oh, shit. - Okay.

- Oh, shit. - Come on.

Where do you think you're going?

Fuck.

- I think he's painting us. - Oh, chill out.

Stop moving your leg. It's making me nervous.

I can't.

He smells weird, right?

I can't put my finger on it.

It's like a mix of blue cheese and patchouli.

Oh, my God, I think I'm gonna vomit.

Please try not to, because if you vomit,

I'm gonna vomit, and if we both start...

Stop talking.

As you can see, my investigation

is way more complex and serious than that useless Silverio.

And, first of all, I want to say

I'm sorry for this ridiculous location,

but the resort's business center is booked,

so their daycare center will have to do.

You have everything.

Oh, yeah, I did my homework.

So the first question we need to solve is,

how were you in a painting that a man with some kind

of amnesia did 15 years ago?

Yeah. Where do we start?

Let's start with Sam's phone.

Do you remember anything from it?

You know, I don't think, besides that photo,

there was much that was substantial

because there was flirty texts...

- Mm-hmm. - There were some cat photos.

Yeah... oh, and the head.

Sam had some kind of head injury.

There was some skateboarding incident.

Right, and I think that...

We think that his girlfriend was cheating on him.

- Hm. - Mm...

Do you recall seeing a picture of a penis on his phone?

No, no, no.

I think we would've remembered something like that.

Yeah.

Hm, Sam was looking a picture of a penis

on his plane over on...

I really believe it actually belonged to a man

that his girlfriend was sleeping with.

- I knew it. - All right, all right.

- Juicy tracksuit... - All right, all right.

Like I said.

You know, I believe that this entire thing began

with a picture of a penis.

Sorry, I'm 12, okay?

Where did you find the phone?

In the jungle. I was on an ATV tour.

The trail of the Naranjal.

- Can I see it? - Yeah.

How did you find it?

My ATV crashed, and I fell down this hill.

And then I landed next to it.

Did you find anything else there?

You did search the area for more evidence.

Oh, well, we were going to...

Well, I mean that makes sense to do...

- After Silverio's... - I think.

- But we just thought... - God!

Oh, my God, you suck! You're horrible detectives.

- Whoa, whoa, okay. - Oh, my God!

All right, okay, fine, yeah,

but I mean, it's highly unlikely that anything's

gonna be out there 15 years later.

Yeah, is it? Is it really?

Is it really that hard to believe,

a shoe, a fucking condom.

It's plastic, man. That's gonna be there forever.

Okay, we'll go back there tomorrow.

Okay, let's... let's move on.

Let's move on.

We know what was on the phone.

And we know where and how you found it.

But now we need to figure out why you found it.

I don't really think there is a why.

Oh, no, there's always a why.

And in order to understand why,

I really need to know you guys better.

Who are you two, hm?

Alex always said, "Answers are in our memories."

- Sam, there's a sword. - What?

- Go get the sword. - The sword?

We could, like, sneak attack him.

And then we could, like, make a run for it.

You want to play with my sword?

"There is an egoless letting go

that transcends the attachment to life or death."

What do you think that means, guys?

So what are you doing in my room?

We were just trying to get my skateboard back, that's all.

Seems like you're trying to do a little bit

of a fuck and steal.

- The what? - A fuck and st...

You're trying to rob me.

We weren't trying to rob you.

No!

What are you doing in my resort?

I'm on a vacation with my family.

Yeah, no, same.

My dad's, like, a really intimidating guy.

And he's probably looking for me right now.

- Yeah. - So I should really get going.

Yeah, I doubt that. Listen,

what do you like about this place?

I mean, you have a wonderful resort.

- We love it. - You do?

- We really do. - Mm-hmm.

Yep, it's...

Tell me what you like about it,

and I'll let you go.

- Oh, the food. - I was gonna say the food.

- The food, right? - Drinks.

You guys, don't fucking lie to me.

- The food sucks. - Oh, it's...

- I know it does. - It's awful.

- But honestly... - It's not great.

Your drinks are good.

Okay, whatever.

But what do you love about it?

I met her.

And you guys like each other?

Of course you do.

I smelled precum in your GAP jeans.

- Gross, man. - Yeah.

Come on.

I just wish I could be young like you

and fall in love again.

Back to business.

People have been stealing from me.

So I'm gonna need you both to cough it up,

unload your bags, your purse, whatever you got.

- Come on. - Yeah.

Okay, let's see.

Who's Hanna?

Should we send her a pic?

- Please don't. - Yeah.

Come on.

Get closer together.

Say, "breaking and entering."

Yes, I don't want to forget that.

This will be useful someday.

All right, let's see in the bag.

You know, there's nothing in my bag.

Well, it looks like there's tons of shit in your bag.

It's my shit. It's not your shit.

Could be.

What are you...

Great.

- What is this? - We didn't steal anything.

Can I just have that back?

What?

No, I'm just scared!

It's a condition called tempus exhaurire.

What is Pasaje?

Where did you get this?

I need to know everything,

partials and particulars.

Like, how long have you been together?

- Well, why does that matter? - Yeah.

Just, how long have you been together?

It's a simple question, no?

Yeah, okay, we've been married for ten years.

And we met 15 years ago.

Sam and Violet met 15 years ago too.

Where did you guys meet?

What did you feel the first time you saw each other?

- Why is that relevant? - Okay.

Okay, lady, I'm gonna show you something.

You are in a fucking painting from 15 years ago.

So as far as I'm concerned,

everything is equally relevant and irrelevant.

So you want to share something with me?

Oh, my God. Okay, I'm gonna go first.

My name is Baltasar Frías.

I was born in 1975.

My mother says I was born with this dexterity

that was gonna bring the Frías into the future.

So when I was ten years old,

I was already sewing the yellow snake onto garments

for the most rich and horrible people

in my country.

And that left me pretty fucking depressed.

And that year, my father, who was also my best friend,

died unexpectedly.

And then, because of this horrible incident caused

by this terrible detective novel called "El Espejo,"

I realized I could no longer be a Frías.

So I ran away, and I was adrift

until I found this strange and sweet man called Alex

who saw in me...

me.

So you see, every single point, every single turn in my life,

was significant because it brought me here, now,

in front of you two.

So please just tell me, how did you guys meet?

Yeah, okay, I'll bite.

We met at a bonfire in Huntington Beach.

And we pretty much hit it off right off the bat.

Did you fuck that first night?

- Whoa, okay. - What?

- It's a simple question. - Hey.

It's a simple question.

Does it make you uncomfortable

to talk about your sexual activity?

Yes.

- It does, with you. - Oh.

'Cause we just met.

Yeah, and I just put my whole heart and soul

onto a platter for you.

You share too much.

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, whatever, whatever.

- We hooked up. - How was it?

- No, I... okay. - I mean, we're still together.

- Yeah. - So do the math.

How many times did you do it that first night?

- It's fucking ridiculous. - Wait!

I'm just trying to break the ice.

I'm just trying to break the ice, okay?

- Four times, four times. - Noah, Noah.

- I... yeah, I... - That's my record too.

- What are you doing? - I'm on vacation.

- I don't know. - Okay, let's move on.

And then what? Then you fall in love.

You get married.

What has been the highest point

in your marriage so far?

Well, I'd say the marriage.

The marriage... the wedding.

The wedding was... it was pretty special.

Yeah.

What about the lowest point?

We were really broke when we first got married

because I didn't have a job,

and we had a lot of financial stress.

And we got through it.

Financial stress?

That was the lowest point?

You wouldn't understand that.

- You were born rich. - Ouch.

Yeah, it's very expensive to survive.

- Can we get back to the phone? - Yeah, sure.

Let's go back to the phone.

Why didn't you turn in the phone to the police

when you found it?

Now I'm thinking that I should have.

Yeah, yeah, I'm with her.

I mean, we're just, you know, just trying to help.

Do you like to help her?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Did she ask you for your help?

She... mm.

I wanted your help.

- Did you, really? - Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Hm. It's getting tense, no?

Okay, that's enough for tonight.

No, no, no, no, no, just one more question.

Emma, you said you fell off your ATV,

and then you landed, no?

What did you feel when you first saw the phone?

I was confused, and then I was like,

why is there an old phone out here?

- Anything else? - You felt any other emotion?

- No. - Nothing?

- No, nothing. - Wow.

I was wrong.

I thought Noah was gonna be tough,

but you are a fortress.

Thank you.

Why is this your mystery to solve?

- Why is it yours? - I ask you first.

I just... I'm trying to find, you know, closure.

I'm trying to bring closure to these parents.

What did you lose?

There's a reason I'm asking these questions.

Every single person in this lost something

or someone they loved.

And then they all ended up in the Oceana Vista.

You know, they lost a fucking skateboard,

a family member, memory, a home, a phone.

Can't you see that? Loss is the common denominator.

Well, I don't know what to tell you.

Everyone loses something that they love at some point.

Yeah, but did you know

that Violet lost her mother

one year before she disappeared?

No, I didn't.

I know that look in your eyes.

I recognized it the minute I met you.

What did you lose?

Do you really want to go with him tomorrow?

Yeah, yeah, I do. Why, do you not?

I saw Sam and Violet's parents' phone numbers

in one of the binders.

And I think that, you know, yeah, we can go.

And if we don't see anything, which I don't think

that we're going to,

and we can just put it behind us,

I think, you know, and call them.

Okay, yeah, I guess, yeah.

Hey, are you doing all right?

Yeah.

Are you?

Yeah, yeah, no, I'm fine.

I just... I guess I just hadn't thought about it in a while.

Yeah.

What are you doing?

Who the fuck are you?

And are you fucking with me?

What are you talking about?

- This book is about me. - No, it isn't.

I am Alejandro. I am in this book.

My name is Alex.

Look at this, "Alejandro woke up on the beach.

"And he witnessed the beginning of the end.

"With his retirement came an unruly beard

"and an unpleasant gut, but little did he know

"that his retirement would be short-lived.

"And what you will soon find out is

"that his next investigation will truly be his last.

"It will lead our disappointed detective

"into a hole deep in the ground,

"deep in the jungle.

Alejandro will reach the end of the line."

I'm Alejandro. This is about me.

Because you also have a beard?

No, it's not because I have a beard.

- You don't understand. - You're psychotic.

"Alejandro wanted to go back, back to a time

"before he could find himself failed as a lover,

"as a father, as a brother, as a friend,

"back to before the cosmic fear

that mistakenly wrenched all things..."

Dude, you're just reading the book.

"Into sour existence.

'I am tired of suffering, ' he cried."

I am suffering.

"And with his final, pitiful whimper into oblivion,

"Alejandro pulled himself

"into the cold glow...

of Pasaje, a room outside of time."

"Vi, meet me here. Love, Mom."

- You see your mom in there? - What are you talking about?

You found Pasaje?

What is this?

It's just the directions to the author's house.

I got to go see that guy.

You guys can stay or not stay.

- I don't really give a shit. - You can't take my book.

Wait, what's going on? Holy shit!

You're welcome to join, but the book's coming with me.

What? No!

If you do, lift your legs before you hit the ground,

or you might break them.

- Sayonara, fuckers. - No, wait!

Come back!

Do we follow him?

What the fuck's a "Pasaje"?

♪ Everybody talks about ♪

You know, it'd be really good to get our phones back,

just to check in with our parents,

so they don't think we've been kidnapped.

No mames.

You'd tell your parents that I actually did kidnap you.

Come on.

Hey, do you mind just keeping your eyes on the road?

I could read the book for you.

These fucking guys.

You two have been a couple a while, right?

- What? - I can always tell.

You have a history between you, and a chemistry.

You know, after time, it fizzles out,

just completely dissolves.

And all that's left is bitterness, name-calling,

bad sex, so, so much regret.

Yeah, I was in love once.

I was.

What happened?

- Hey! - Whoa!

- Whoa, Alex, Alex! - Brakes, brakes, brakes!

Let's get some fruit.

Fruit?

Over here!

I think I found a clue.

Is it here?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, this is where I crashed.

So, what, now we walk around to try to find some bones?

Good idea. Let's split in pairs.

You and Noah, you go follow the trail.

And Emma and I, we will go down the hill.

Or, Noah, you and I can go,

and then you guys can...

No, no, that's okay.

I can go with Luna.

Okay.

Okay.

I am pretty sure

it was here.

Here?

You have the original phone, right?

- Yes. - Mm-hmm.

Put it where it was.

Okay.

Um...

I was there, I think.

Are you sure it wasn't, like, there?

Try to be specific.

Okay, it was, uh...

- Good! - It was right there.

Good, and where were you when you saw it?

- Uh, here-ish. - Mm-hmm.

Yeah, you were laying down, no?

- This guy's fucking nuts. - Looks like an alien.

What the fuck is going on?

What do we do? Do we try to ditch him?

- He has my book. - Shit.

- And he has our phones. - That's right.

I'm really sorry about your mom.

Thanks, me too.

What the fuck is going on?

She was really sick for a while.

For whatever reason, the last couple of weeks,

I couldn't get myself to step foot in her room

to say goodbye to her.

I don't know. Maybe I was just scared

to remember her like that, or maybe,

it was just easier to not go in.

It's pretty fucked up.

I don't think so.

I wish I asked her more questions.

Sorry about last night.

Baltasar means well,

but he doesn't know when to back off.

Well, yeah, I mean, he wasn't totally off base.

Emma and I actually lost a kid.

- Oh, no. - A baby girl.

- I'm so sorry. - No, no, no, it's fine.

It's fine.

Let's try to focus on the memory.

- Let's try... - This is so stupid.

Mm.

I don't understand how this is helpful.

I think you do.

Okay.

Don't you feel something deeper happening?

For some reason, this is the place

where your life intersected with Sam's and Violet's.

Is it a completely random coincidence?

Maybe, maybe not, hm?

You're suggesting I was meant to find the phone.

I'm not suggesting anything.

I'm just saying that every single moment

in your life led to this point.

There are no isolated moments.

They are all significant,

even if you don't think that way.

Okay.

Good.

Now, maybe if...

you allow yourself to remember...

Mm-hmm.

You might learn something new.

- About what? - About you.

Let's go back to the exact moment.

What did you feel when you opened your eyes?

Yeah, the baby made it about an hour, 63 minutes.

And Emma never got to meet her.

I mean, I got this memory of this beautiful, perfect,

pudgy little face, and Emma doesn't.

And that seems cruel.

What do you want, Emma, hm?

Nothing.

What do you need?

I'm fine.

What are you hoping to find?

I don't think this is working.

- Sorry I scared you. - I scare myself sometimes.

Listen, I think I remember what I'm supposed

to remember right now.

And it's... I'm starting to understand everything.

Thank you for that book.

It has shed a light on a lot of things.

And I think there's still time that I can help.

- So... - Help what?

Help you.

- Do not go to Pasaje. - What?

Turn around, go home.

What are you talking about?

- Fly, children. - Where are you going?

- Fly where? - Go!

- What... go where? - Go home!

He took our phones.

Baltasar, my memory detective,

things are crumbling fast.

I don't know when I am or when you are.

Okay, this is clearly not an ATV trail, so...

- Should we just go back? - Yeah, let's go back.

Yeah, let's go back.

God, I hope I'm not far off.

And after Alex died,

I just left and never looked back.

But here I am again. Ha!

Violet and... Swimmy?

Whatever. He had a forgettable name.

They went to find Illán Iberra.

Pasaje.

God, I hope they didn't.

Yeah, it's weird how everything just comes

back around again and again.

Anyway, I'm sure I'll see you soon,

and you won't know what I'm talking about.

What the hell? Emma!

- What happened? - Nothing.

Oh, my... Noah!

Are you okay?

Noah!

Are you okay?

Holy shit.

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

Shit.

♪ Hey, baby ♪

♪ Hey, maybe I'm forgetting to say ♪

♪ That I stayed with you because I wanted to ♪

♪ And you were so very kind ♪

♪ You listened to my troubling mind ♪

♪ Said, "Leave all that history behind ♪

♪ And deal with life as it's offered to you" ♪

♪ Hey, honey ♪

♪ You know we'll treat each other just fine ♪

♪ If we make the space to have the grace ♪

♪ Of a natural scene ♪

♪ I will listen to you ♪

♪ You will listen to me ♪

♪ We'll make it up in our own time ♪

♪ You know the next time might be your time ♪

♪ To love and honor, to take the bother ♪

♪ Just to see this thing through ♪

♪ Is that what friends are here for? ♪