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Right here!

You think it's right

that your siblings haven't come to see me these past few months?

What's the matter? Do they still think that I'm guilty?

I mean, it was an accident, Ari.

And yes, when I saw him unconscious in the water,

I hesitated about pulling him out.

But only for a second.

- I know, Dad. - A split second.

Does one second make me guilty forever?

None of us think you're responsible.

I'm sure you don't, but...

Your brother and sister can think what they like.

I won't waste any more energy on that. I just want to get out of here.

Because you know I didn't do this.

But it's not just saying I'm innocent. It's looking the part too.

And that's why I need the three of you to return to Las Encinas.

- They won't go. - I don't care whether or not they want to.

Because all three of you are going back to school.

The fact that you're not leading normal lives simply makes me a target.

- I'll try to convince them, but... - You'll try?

You can't handle your siblings?

Huh?

Assert yourself, Ari.

Assert yourself.

I've spoken with my lawyers and accountants,

and if you fail to get back to normal life and go back to school,

they have orders to cut you off for good.

Is that clear?

So, assert yourself, honey.

You can handle them.

And everything else.

I can handle everything.

Good morning to you, students.

My name is Virginia, and I'm your new principal.

And I hope you will consider me as a partner and an ally

in your exciting new academic journey that begins today.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The ones who pretend to be chill are the ones to look out for.

Trust me, babe. Big red flag.

We endeavor to make these halls

your second home once again.

Welcome, boys and girls, to this new school at Las Encinas.

Well, duh, Ari. We obviously aren't going back for him.

Right now, the only thing tying us to Dad is his bank account.

That's it.

And the utter desire to be stared at

for being the killer Nazi's daughter.

Nervous?

A bit.

Well, hey.

There's no one from last year left.

At least none of Samuel's crew.

And that makes it better?

You're right.

You have a shitty boyfriend, don't you?

What?

It's just... that's the first time you've used the term "boyfriend."

Should I use another term, or... ?

I mean,

I wasn't expecting you to call yourself anything.

Because you've never given a label to us.

- So... - Shh.

And this is how we're going in.

Together, so you can relax and know that everything will be fine.

And I'll be with you if you need anything.

All right?

All right, sure.

I've got some tea to dish out. A little hot gossip from me to you.

Apparently, the former principal here was a Nazi,

a crook, and rumor has it, a cold-blooded killer too.

But those could just be rumors.

I'll snoop out more information and keep you all posted, though.

And I'll see if I can find out who his three kids are,

because supposedly they study here.

That's all for now. Later.

Hi. I'm Sara. And you?

Go fuck yourself.

That's my name.

Catch you later.

- Come in. - Good morning.

Guys, I just wanted to give you

some of the things your father left behind.

The things that appear to be more personal items.

Photos, decorations...

Though everything else, the furniture,

the computer, equipment, and other...

- Is staying here, obviously. - Yes.

Great. Well, thanks a lot. Patrick.

- Ciao. - Hey, Mencía.

What?

- Ariadna. - Oh, okay.

Sorry, you're Ari.

Ariadna.

I want you to know that, no matter what people might say,

consider Las Encinas to still be...

- Our home. - Yes.

That, like everyone, we're still welcome here.

And you've spoken with our father's lawyers

to make sure everything is as normal as possible and, blah, blah, blah.

Well, great. Thanks a lot.

See ya later. We're leaving.

Hey.

Hi.

Well, now it's official, Nico.

Yeah. Finally.

Congratulations, handsome.

Thanks.

You're Ari's brother, aren't you?

We know each other?

Well, we saw each other in the hallway last year.

And 'cause you're the kid of the...

I'm Nico.

Hey, beautiful.

It's official, Nico.

- Congratulations, honey. - Thanks.

That's awesome.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

What's that mean? What's official?

"Nicolás Alfonso Fernández de Velasco Viveros."

You changed your name to a longer one?

Oh my God, Ari.

What?

"Sex, male." What?

Oh! I see. Sorry.

- No worries. - Sorry. I mean...

- I didn't realize. - You're good.

Although I thought you guys were into choosing weird names,

like Chaz, Dorian, or Greg.

- "You guys"? What's that about? - Who?

I just meant to say

that I thought you guys weren't into using traditional names, right?

Much less two of them put together.

- That generalization is so incredibly... - What?

Absurd, you know?

Like generalizations typically are.

- I'm just saying, you can't deny... - Ari, just stop.

- Mencía, I'm not saying anything... - Drop it.

Nicolás is after the book Le Petit Nicolas.

My mom used to read it to me.

Alfonso is my father and my surgeon.

Oh, that's sweet.

Tell him I like his handiwork. He made you handsome.

Yep. Well...

Listen up!

Before I forget.

For my grand opening night.

New school year, new ID, new location.

- A new business in my empire. - Thanks.

- Cool. - So I want you all to get ready.

Because tonight, I guarantee

you're all gonna have the best damn night of your lives.

Let's hear it. Yeah!

Whoo-hoo!

DAD AND I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU TONIGHT.

SAME HERE.

"Isadora House."

It may be a house, but it doesn't feel like a home at all.

Seems to me, you're living like a queen.

Like a queen?

Here, alone?

Ari, my parents assembled

this giant playhouse for me as a distraction

so I won't think about the trial.

But I spend my time fantasizing

about the day they nail those fucking sons of bitches

and throw them in prison.

Let justice do its job.

Both with them and my father.

Mm.

What's this?

I'm done taking tranquilizers.

- When did you get off? - Last week, I think.

Dunno.

You just stopped?

Same with drugs. "Bye, babe. We're over."

Okay. But Isa, this is different.

You can't just stop.

There's a potential for anxiety and withdrawal.

I don't care about the anxiety.

I don't care.

Now the only thing I want is... support.

I'm done being on my own.

I wanna be with my parents.

"Our daughter was raped?"

"No problem. We'll send her our lawyers."

"A bit of anxiety?"

"No problem either."

"We'll call one of our 300 doctor friends

and have them prescribe a shit ton of pills."

Story of my life.

Of my entire fucking life.

Since I was a kid, it's been like this.

I only ever saw their faces through my phone.

At least you see your father in person.

Hmm.

- Yeah, when I go visit him in jail. - Right.

- I screwed up. - Mm-hmm.

Our lives are pretty shitty.

Can I get an amen?

Amen.

Hmm... Why don't we get dolled up so we look like nothing's wrong

until we forget that everything actually is?

Sounds like a fantastic idea to me.

Go up that way.

Thank you.

♪ Old compassion ♪

♪ It's transforming me into ♪

♪ Old compassion ♪

Oh, baby girl!

- Did Dad come with? - Problems with paperwork on the island.

You know what your father is like.

What's the matter? Aren't you excited to see your mother?

Hello! Oh!

What are you doing with your hair not done, honey? Come on.

We both have to look drop-dead gorgeous tonight.

Oh, the decor turned out nice.

Put a move on. Let's go get dolled up.

Come on. Come.

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Don't you ever go ♪

♪ Turning back for me... ♪

- Okay. Try again. Meu... - Meu.

- Amor. - Amor?

- Isn't that French? - No.

- It's Portuguese. - Damn!

Hell of a party your friend is throwing here, am I right?

Holy shit.

Where's the restroom?

What?

It's a party. Come on.

It always is.

Ah.

♪ You think I like that ♪ ♪ You think I like that ♪

♪ You run, run, run ♪

Good evening.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the opening of Isadora House.

Tonight we are honored with the presence of celebrity VIPs.

Among them, Cruz.

We are also honored to have the hottest couple

that's taking social media by storm,

Saraul.Goals.

And of course, our empress, Isadora.

Wow.

Whoo!

Bring that goddess energy!

Isa!

- Hey. - Go Fuck Yourself, The Sequel.

Hey, wait. We got off on the wrong foot.

But since we're in the same class,

we should have a proper introduction.

- My boyfriend, Raúl. - Nice to meet you.

And, well, I'm Sara.

Mencía.

Mencía. How beautiful.

Nice to meet you, Mencía.

Why don't we go talk somewhere a bit quieter?

Hmm?

Okay, let me see if I can clear this up.

Basically, you're the new principal's pet?

Well, I'm just lending a hand with Las Encinas's new branding.

'Cause now they're all about the school's image,

their social media presence, that sort of thing.

Also, they're giving her a massive discount on tuition.

Oh. All right, all right.

So it's like an influencer thing.

Yeah, an influencer thing.

Oh! What's this now?

You got another one?

- Yes. Thank you. - No problem.

Honey, we have to go. We have class tomorrow.

And you as well.

Just this last bottle, and then we can head out.

I said no. Call it a night.

C'mon. Hmm?

Look, I'm going.

You can stay.

Don't be too late.

See you in class tomorrow. Look after him.

- You like my girlfriend, huh? - Sorry, what?

I saw that look in your eyes.

And it's all right. She's incredible, y'know?

And a beautiful chick.

I mean, you're beautiful too, if I may say so.

I mean, yeah. Why would you not be allowed to say it?

Thanks.

So are you.

Oh, well, hey, thanks.

Well, look at us. Coming together to form a hottie trio.

Uh, I guess.

Here you are. I may not be Sara, but I'm good company.

Well, thanks.

♪ Look again ♪

♪ Seek deeper ♪

♪ Think further ♪

♪ Wake up earlier ♪

♪ And there's sensitivity ♪

♪ You are a quality of sound ♪

♪ So ask ♪

♪ How are you today? ♪

Come on, goddess!

One sec, all right?

♪ How are you today... ♪

Honey, this is some opening you've put together.

You're, like, the literal best.

I'm sorry. I was kissing you as a friend.

- Just playing around. - I know. I know. It's not you.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm okay.

- Yeah. - Isa, are you... ?

Isa!

Isa!

♪ Am I the witness? ♪

Some party, huh?

What's wrong?

- Feel okay? - Yes.

- You good? - I'm good.

- Sure? - Yes, I'm sure.

Really, I'm fine.

Son! Hey! How's it going?

Having fun?

- Dad. - It's a party!

Isa...

- Are you all right? - Yeah, it's nothing.

I just felt sick all of a sudden, but I'm okay.

- What's this? - That's not mine.

- What'd you do? - It's not mine. Your dad left it here.

Baby girl!

- Mom. - What's the matter?

This is my mom. Head back in. Thanks.

What happened, baby?

- Can I please have a hug? - Hmm?

But, baby, what's the matter? What's going on with you?

Okay. Okay, okay, okay.

- I know just what you need. Yeah. - What?

- Shh. - No. I don't want any.

- Don't complain. Come on. Ah. - No, I don't want it.

One little quarter, that's a solution.

Come on. Open your mouth. That's it.

A little water, and in a few minutes, you'll be a brand-new woman.

Wait and see.

Ah. Shh.

Relax, breathe. Shh.

Isa's my friend.

I like seeing her in goddess mode 'cause,

I mean, things have been so hard on her.

And she started feeling sick,

and I went after her because I was worried, okay?

- Anything else? - And Ari?

What about her?

Still like her? I mean, that's over, right?

You're gonna bring that up right now?

Never mind. Sorry.

Patrick, I'm going to be with whoever the hell I want.

Whoever that is.

And the person I want is you.

Okay. Okay.

No, no. It's not okay.

I mean, seriously. It's really not.

I'm in love with you, but what's the point of trying to prove it?

I mean, it's tiring and useless.

And it's frustrating too.

Either you do your part and believe in me,

believe in us,

or we're goin' nowhere.

Honey! I need you.

- I can't. We're talking right now. - No, go with your sister.

Have a drink, clear your head. I just... I wanna dance.

Everything good with Iván?

Yeah, sure. Everything's great.

What's the matter?

Hmm. Come here.

- So, Nico? - No.

Or I guess?

I gotta say, there's something about him.

I mean, I don't know if it's me or him or it's this damn drink.

- The drink. Really? - Mm-hmm.

Just one drink?

It's my first glass.

So is he cute or not?

The thing is, I'm more into Iván.

Dating Iván doesn't stop you from having an opinion.

Okay, Ari. Honestly, the main hang-up for me

is that I like dicks too much.

Wow, you weren't kidding about being honest.

But, I mean...

So you think Nico doesn't have a... ?

Sorry. I don't know what he does or doesn't have down there.

But he showers in his swimsuit.

Hmm.

Yeah. You know, honestly, I don't know

if I could be with a guy who didn't...

Well... Possibly?

Yeah, no. No fucking way. I'm definitely more into, um...

Also more into Iván.

- Because Iván... - Uh, Ari?

Oh, relax.

'Cause I'm not like you.

I don't like fucking up relationships.

Yeah, no.

You're into fucking up your own relationships from the inside.

I need to find my boyfriend.

Honey!

Can you give us a minute? We need to have an overdue conversation.

Baby, if I offended you this morning or whatever,

then look, I'm really, really sorry.

Do you want to have a drink and we can sort this out together?

Sonia, wait!

- Ciao, dear. - Appreciate it.

Will you buy me a gin and tonic?

And there you are. The tragic tale

of how I killed my mother,

almost killed my siblings, sent my father to jail...

And that's also the reason we had to leave school in the spring

and repeat the school year.

But all this stays between you and me, right?

I don't want you to go blabbing about it

in your little live streams later.

Don't worry.

What?

What's so funny?

Ah, okay.

So it was a joke.

Okay, yeah. Good one.

No, no, no. It's all true. I was being serious.

- Really. - The face you made was really funny.

And is it true what everyone's saying?

About your dad murdering someone?

No, no, no. He's awaiting trial for fucking up his finances.

But the thing with the student was an accident.

He didn't kill anyone.

Oh, okay.

- Wow, this shit isn't messing around. - Yeah.

Well, I guess that means it's time to go home, huh?

Uh, no way in hell.

No fuckin' way.

We're gonna party.

M'kay?

Let's go back to my place, and we can surprise Sara.

The three of us laughing, smoking joints.

Yeah, except Sara's probably asleep, right?

I'm telling you, if we show up, she'll be all about it.

- Hmm. - Hmm?

What you think?

All right.

- Yeah? - ♪ I really like it ♪

♪ Kept the night and forced to fight ♪

♪ Just stick with me ♪ ♪ Give me loads of pleasure... ♪

- How many drinks have you had? - Shh!

You never ask a lady that question.

Especially not a lady you like. Who wants you to treat her.

You just invite her, period.

You think I'm interested? And what makes you so sure?

'Cause of the way you looked at me when we met in class today.

And how you're looking at me now,

even though you're trying hard not to.

My goodness, you heterosexual guys are so basic! Ugh!

Of course, as a heterosexual guy,

you haven't had much practice, have you?

That's okay.

Thankfully, we have all night to practice.

We can drink, talk about our lives,

and if you're lucky,

you'll get a kiss from me.

Are your good looks your father's doing, or were you a handsome girl?

Sorry, what?

You must've been, now. Look at your features.

Do you have photos?

Of what?

Of when you were a girl. Duh.

Okay, you know what? Let's get some air.

'Kay.

If you want me to give you a kiss,

how 'bout you put down your cell phone and pay attention?

You're talking to that chick from, uh, in there?

- Playing the field. - No. Calling an Uber.

Oh. Where are we going, huh?

You're leaving. You can't even stand upright.

What?

Uh, my heel slipped, for the record.

What's the matter? Not into me?

I liked the Ari I had in my mind, yeah.

But no, not the transphobic monster I've seen tonight.

What?

Ciao, Ari.

Unbelievable.

Where are you taking me?

Relax. It's... It's a surprise.

Sara!

Look who I brought you.

- But she was asleep. - No, she's not.

To the living room. A little music, some joints. Let's go.

Hey there.

Mom?

Where are you?

- Going back to Ibiza, baby girl. - What do you mean, going back?

You couldn't stay one more night with your daughter?

Oh, baby, you have to understand.

Daddy and I have a lot going on on the island.

Okay? You know what?

It pains me to wake you up for this, but... Well, to hell with it.

I could tell you tomorrow, but it's not gonna change anything, so...

You know what? Let's forget about this for now.

We can talk about it tomorrow. Okay, sweetie?

No. No, no. You gotta be fucking kidding me.

I mean, you already woke me up.

Yeah, well, my lawyers just gave me a call.

They're going to dismiss your case tomorrow.

The solicitor has a lot of contacts within the court,

and he's already found out that this is not going to be a...

Dismiss it?

But what is "dismissed" supposed to mean?

That there won't be a trial anymore, baby.

Because there's no evidence that what you say happened

actually happened.

There's no evidence? What do you mean, Mom?

There's a video.

There's a fucking video, and Phillipe and Iván saw it,

and they both went in to testify.

Yes, but there is absolutely no trace of that famous video

you say your friends allegedly saw.

"That what you say happened happened."

"That your friends allegedly saw."

What are you trying to tell me? That I'm lying?

That I pulled it out of thin air?

Mom, c'mon.

Baby, um...

It was really tough to get this to go to trial without evidence.

Plus, with videos of you having an incredible time at our business

with those same guys, really going to town, giving it your all...

- I don't know what you were thinking. - You think I'm lying to you.

Baby, of course I don't.

Yeah, I believe you. Of course I do!

I'm your mom! If I don't believe you, who else is going to?

Oh, don't talk nonsense, okay?

Although, you could have been a little more careful too. Just saying.

Because our business's image

is very much affected by this kind of thing.

But of course I believe you, all right?

You know what? Can we change the energy? Yeah?

Okay? You need to rest, to help your anxiety, I mean, right?

So, go to sleep, get some rest, and we'll talk tomorrow. Sound good?

You know I love you. Don't forget. Lots of kisses.

Ugh!

What's the matter now?

I don't know, Iván.

What don't you know?

I can't trust when I have something good.

Instead of making the most of it,

all I do is just dread the moment it's gonna disappear from my life.

I'm anxious picturing the day I turn around, and you won't be there.

Instead of cherishing and making

the most of every second I have with you.

Hey!

Sorry.

- Are you Cruz's son? - Yes. Why?

This way.

Let's go.

I'm okay. I'm fine.

- Excuse me. Please. Thanks. - Okay, okay.

Dad. Snap out of it.

Festa forever.

For fuck's sake.

Can you help me?

Get up.

- C'mon, Cruz. - No.

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm all better. I swear.

Dad, I can't take this shit anymore.

Either you stop...

Or what?

Or I'm leaving home.

Leave? Where will you go?

My boyfriend's house.

His house? How are you gonna get by?

Hold on a minute. I still... can't do the Portuguese.

- Did you say my place? - Yeah, he said your house.

Is that a problem?

Uh, not at all. Why would I have a problem with that?

Then that's that. Let's go to my house,

get my things, and I'll move in.

- Right now? - Yeah. Right now.

I'll wait for you out there.

My God. You gays are so intense and crazy.

Or we are.

Thanks.

- You want a joint? - Yes.

Hey, do you have a speaker?

Sara, come on, join in.

No, thanks.

Dude, she's not comfortable with this.

Yeah. Yeah, she is. She likes this.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Sara, c'mon. Stop poutin' and come here.

Mencía, you have to go now.

Uh, yeah. Sure. Sorry.

Uh, don't be. Look, don't worry about her. Okay?

- Want me to call a taxi? - Sara!

Uh...

No. Don't worry about it.

That's not necessary. Uh, I'll call one downstairs. Um...

See you in class.

Please come to your senses and hear Iván out.

Look, I understand you're stressed out

that you're gonna be living together.

What? No way. I'd go to the ends of the earth with Iván.

Uh, yeah, sure, but it stresses you out.

No. No, really, it's not that.

I don't want you to fight and grow apart.

- You need Iván now. - No, I don't need anything.

Or anyone.

I just want to be left alone, live my life the way I want,

when I want, and do whatever I want.

And that's about accepting yourself, isn't it?

Well, that's it.

Okay, fine. You're experiencing your second adolescence.

How you wish you could've the first time, but...

I don't want to be this. I am this.

It's not my fault here. Can't do a thing about it.

So what?

Now you're just drugging yourself to death so you don't suffer?

Oh, wow. Like I hadn't thought about that.

Cruz, you are destroying yourself and your relationship with Iván!

With your son!

Honestly.

Do you know what I miss most?

Tell me. Get it off your chest. What do you miss?

A gorgeous man like you.

God, Iván is so lucky.

I realize now I never should've let you get away.

No, no, no, no. You're not saying that to me.

- It's that shit you pumped into your body. - Shut up, Patrick.

I know you were into me.

In fact, you still are.

Tell me.

What scared you off?

- The age gap? - Cruz, stop.

I won't stop. You don't want me to.

- Cruz... - You don't want me to.

That's not what you want.

Please.

It's not what you want.

That's not what you want.

You're a piece of shit!

Iván! Leave him alone.

It's the drugs. Come on.

And you?

What's your excuse, huh?

I was trying to talk some sense into him, and he kissed me, Iván.

- I didn't know how to react. - Yeah, sure. Yeah, of course.

What? Iván, it's the fucking truth!

It's the truth, I swear!

The truth is, you can't allow yourself to be happy, Patrick.

Since you can't find any problems in our relationship,

you just decided to create them yourself.

You can be really toxic, but... with me?

With us?

Well, you're a piece of shit too.

No better than him.

Iván?

Iván!

Are you doing it without me?

You don't feel like it.

And I'm still very much in the mood.

Don't be mean. I have school tomorrow.

So go to sleep. It's okay.

Fuck, Raúl.

Really, I'd rather keep doing it on my own.

Take 'em.

It's my fault you were left without a toy, but we can play together.

Shouldn't you take off your underwear now?

Hey. I'm in charge here.

Isadora?

Isadora?

Isadora?

- It's kinda cold, isn't it? - That's the idea.

To revive her or to freeze her to death?

Oh, motherfucker.

Bilal?

What's going on?

Goddamn motherfucking...

Who are you?

- Dídac. I work in this complex, ma'am. - Don't call me ma'am.

I mean, you kinda just saved my life, didn't you?

No, no, no, I didn't. The credit goes to Bilal.

Bilal, you can go now and continue with whatever you have to do.

And you can just, um, tidy all this up. It's a fucking mess.

- Dídac. - Bilal.

Go now.

Not a word of this, huh? To anyone. Do you understand?

I mean, I think that's pretty clear, don't you?

It is. I have common sense.

At least someone in this room does.

Excuse me, but who do you think you are,

talking to your employer like that?

My employer? You're not my employer.

My boss is that tanorexic lady who was at the party.

Your mother, I'm guessing, right?

Can you please cover up?

It's starting to make me feel a bit awkward.

You feel awkward?

How quaint.

Well, I don't know.

You don't think I'm hitting on the employee, do you?

Just in case.

Oh, my. He's got dignity.

Listen, baby. Let's get this straight. Don't pretend.

I can see right through guys like you. You're transparent.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

I can see straight through spoiled little princesses like you too.

You're one of those chicks who needs the spotlight

and sets up a nightclub to give concerts

as a DJ to get a little attention.

- Oh no. - It's so obvious.

Ugh, can we not?

No, I don't think this is the time or the place.

My name is Dídac.

If you want to hook up with me, then learn my name.

- I'm not trying to hook up with you. - You are.

- No. - You just brushed Bilal aside.

After he saved your life.

And you locked me in here for the purpose of hitting on me.

No, that wasn't my plan.

- I think it was. - No.

Question. If I'm not interested, what'll you do?

Will you make up a story about me and accuse me with no evidence?

- Get out of here. You're fired. - You can't fire me.

- You're not my employer. - I said get out of here now.

Yeah, I'll leave, but only because my shift's over.

See you tomorrow. Get some rest.

Dad, it's me. How's it going?

I actually watch it.

- Oh, come on. - Yeah, to practice my Spanish.

See you tomorrow.

- Uh, Dídac... - What?

Uh, what did you do to Isadora?

I cleaned her, uh, suite. Why?

The boss called saying that you were fired.

What's up, Iván?

Haven't seen you since that court hearing.

Isa.

It's great that, uh,

that, well, that it's all over and we can go back to our lives.

Oh, by the way, I saw that video of your old man.

It went viral, didn't it?

The apple didn't fall

far from the tree.

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