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♪ They say I've changed.

♪ That I'm not the same,
that I've turned my back on them. ♪

Alright. If you had anything,
you wouldn't be here.

You're an asshole!

What can I get you?
What time do you leave?

Hey, hey!

That was awesome, dude!

Have me fired
or get me sued for assault?

"Where are you going?".
To the hell out of Madrid.

Let me drive you.
I'm not going with you.

"I won't even charge you for gas,
what's up with that?".

"Oh, sorry, you're the kind
who does a favor

and then sends a bill".

Stop there.

You're welcome, huh?

"It's been seven years".

"Now don't come telling me
stories".

You don't live here anymore.
Come on, mom.

I have a position
that might interest you.

I'm no longer a singer, but thanks.

"Where are you?".
"I've left. I need to think".

Turn down your damn arrogance.

♪ It's hot. I didn't know
one could make love with eyes.

♪ With those lips,
we're going to my room. ♪

The lyrics, man.
They're still a turnoff.

♪ Every track you drop
is worse than my rejects, dog. ♪

Yanet? What are you doing here?
That's what I'm wondering.

What are you doing here? Weren't you leaving?

"Well then, every story
has a beginning".

Oh...

Ouch...

Wow...

Ouch... My head's going
to freaking explode.

Damn.

Wow...

Ugh... Damn it, dude.

What time is it?
Ugh...

Oh...

He's dead.

What are you doing there?

Oh my God...

Oh...

Your mother kicked you out,
didn't she?

And what did you say?

That I left home.

And now what?
Are you two going to be Thelma and Louise?

Who?

You mean, are you planning
to live in the car?

Well, actually, I was thinking

about accepting the job

as a singer you offered me.

If the offer still stands, of course.

Well, if you have something
for me too...

Excuse me? I mean, like a waitress or...

Wait a moment,
I'm trying to understand

or maybe it's just me.

So, you came yesterday
all desperate asking for help,

I offered it, you rejected

and today you're asking for the same,
but you've brought company.

I don't even know this girl.

Have you ever been a waitress?

Yes, yes, yes, sure. In Madrid,

Yanet and I
worked together.

I know it's a lot to ask

and that you don't need anyone right now, but...

You two know it's not very professional
to come to an interview hungover, right?

Yeah.
It's bad. It's...

Don't expect to get paid much.

I'm doing the favor for you,
not the other way around.

Thank you so much, Eva, really.
I just want to kiss your face.

Come on...
Uh... And one... One more thing.

Do you know a place
where we can stay?

You're joking, right?

Come on, inside.

What's this?

This is a place from the

previous owner of Oasis.

He gave it to me
when I bought the beach bar.

I tried to renovate it back then

to see if I could rent it to tourists,

but nothing in the end. Why?

Because they didn't give me the... Ah...

That certificate... The... The...

Of habitability.
Right.

Look, if it faced the other way,
you'd see the sea.

From a distance, though.

In the end, I use it as a storage.

Some things are from the old Oasis

and some from...

Well, that's
a very long story.

It's not a resort,

but it's what I can offer.

I think by moving a couple

of things here and there,

we can make it cozier.

It's better than nothing.

♪ Forgive me, but...

♪ But I'm only...

♪ Just a... ♪

Damn!

Yes.

Ah. Not too busy today, huh?

How long have you

been here? Not long.

Long enough to hear
the last two sentences.

Well, and the "damn" at the end.

What's the matter?
Nothing.

Just came for a couple of things.

Can you pass me one?

No, Mafi.

I'm busy right now. Not now.

Hello, beauties.
-What's up?

-What are you doing?

-Look at this umbrella.
-Here we are.

Yes, very funny.

I don't find it funny,
to be honest.

-Not at all.
"Porta Málaga".

No, of course,
and I'm left waiting like this.

All stiff. Like the hostess
of "The roulette", I swear,

and then the damn German
gives me five euros.

I mean, five damn bucks

for two or three hours walking
half of Málaga.

Man, that's not cool, dude.

That doesn't even cover band-aids

for the blisters
that appear afterward.

-This life sucks, dude.

I heard you sing too.

It's no big deal.

Oh.

People here act too cocky, huh?
-You could join the Urban.

And you could too.
I'll pass.

What's that?
Why? What's up?

Can someone tell me what the hell
we're talking about?

Seriously, Lola?

About Urban K.O.

I don't know what it is.
The damn Urban K.O.

But where did you come from?

-It's an urban music contest,

but like "underground".
They hold it in a different city every year.

-Right, and this year
it's in Málaga.

Boom! At the Palace!

-And big names from the scene are coming.

And the winner gets
a record deal and all that.

Damn, it's a big deal.

Tangana actually won it.

-What are you talking about?
Tangana was never there, huh?

-Come on, Rubén,
what do you know, man? Shut up.

I'm out.

You had the guts yesterday
for the battle.

Yesterday was just to shut
that guy up.

Nothing more.

Well, why not you?

-Don't mess with me, girl.

Patrick's competing.
Are you gonna let that jerk win?

-It's tomorrow night.
Now or never.

No, girl, I'm out. I'm swamped
with work and everything.

Besides, those things
never turn out well.

Who was that chick from yesterday?

Which chick?

The one I saw you making out with
at the Palace?

A friend.

Nothing interesting, why?

Really?

Come on, I always tell you
all my stories.

And since when
are we close friends?

A friend. I was with her
a while ago, that's it.

Maria?

Wasn't she in Madrid?

I'm busy.

You're still hung up on that.

Come on, man, relax.
It's just another damn contest.

If it's just another damn contest,
why do you compete?

I don't know, maybe to have
a good time.

Seriously, man, how long has it been
since you wrote in this notebook

just for fun?

That guy's getting in your head.
No, Mafi.

Alonso's right.
I'm writing pure crap.

Where am I going with this?
Your tracks have always worked.

I still don't see the problem.

Just because you don't see it
doesn't mean it's not there.

Plus, I need to take a risk now.
If not now, when?

When everyone forgets about me?

I have to do something,
but I have no idea.

I don't know, something new, fresh.

I have no clue.

Nothing.

So, what are you going to do?

I'll take this.

Good luck.

Picture, picture, picture!

Girl.

No, okay, no, no.

But no, no, no, no. It's not me.
Wait.

Delete it.

Oh, I don't know what face I made.

Okay, no, no, no, no, no. No?

Delete it, delete it, delete it.

All drunk here, right?
Delete it.

What a face.

Damn pic.
Gorgeous.

Gorgeous. Gorgeous.

Oh...

I have to pee, have to pee,
have to pee, have to pee, have to pee.

Boo, I have to pee! I have to pee.

Come on, come on.
No, no, I have to pee.

Shut up!
Go, go, go.

You take it.

Damn.

It didn't turn out that bad.

Oh, I was about to pee.

Girl, I need to talk
to my parents.

Yes?

Yes.

I'm out.

What will you tell them?

I don't know.

Because I have no idea
what I'm doing.

But do you think I do?

I mean, aren't we supposed to have

a little clarity about our future
by this point in our lives?

I'm terrified.

Understandable.

It's really scary
letting go of the float.

The float?

The float.

Girl, what's this float thing?

Girl, well...

Being alone.

You know? Not...

Not having someone to lean on.

But you can swim, Lola.

You swim really well.

Maybe you don't believe it,
but I do.

You don't need...
...a float,

or a buoy or anything.

And look at the lecture
I'm giving you.

Oh...

Oh...

Yanet, there's something
I haven't told you.

Yanet?

Alright, I'll bring it now,
okay, guys?

Thank you.
Thank you.

Uh...

Nothing, she just dropped it.
It's okay.

Lola, you've never been a waitress
in your damn life.

Of course, I have been.
Yes...

I've seen many people,

but no one as clumsy

with a tray as you.

Where did you live?
What?

In Madrid.

Which part of Madrid?
Why does it matter?

Girl, it doesn't add up.

Why work here serving drinks
when you have that car?

Sell a tire. You'd earn
the same as a month's salary here.

Look, I've never poured a beer
in my life. I can't.

Screw it, I'm out.
So, you're giving up?

You asked for a chance.

I gave you one. That's what you wanted.

So, make the most of it,
you don't get many in life.

Either you prove you're capable,
or nobody will do it for you.

How do you hold the damn tray?

Hey!

Are you here?

What are you doing?

Where are you staying?

In... Do you remember
the beach bar

where I used to work?

Well, Eva, the owner, lets me
stay in a sort of storage room.

Why?
Because I'm going back to work there.

Singing.

Really?

For the tourists, you know.
I need the money.

And tomorrow night
is my first performance.

Well, I have to go.

What are you listening to?

What's this?

K-pop. Korean music.

Oh.

Damn.

It's really cool. It's curious.

You could come to dinner at my place.

And mom?

I'll convince her.

"No, Dad,
my cards aren’t broken."

"Well, when are you coming back?"
I'm not coming back.

Not now.
"What do you mean?"

I want to work, I want to save.

Like people do.
I want to do things for myself.

I need to feel free.

I want to take off the floatie.

And swim.

I need it.

Do you understand me or not?

Hello?

"Come on, Lola, honey.
What about London?"

You're not listening to me, are you?

Hello?

Hello!

Damn!

I didn’t think you’d come.

Who gave you my number?
This is my neighborhood, darling.

I get what I want.

Okay, I'm off.

Hey.

I want to ask you something.

What?

I want to ask you something.

Help you?

Me help you?

Are you kidding me?
Come on, Lola.

You’re good, right? You made that clear.
You know what else I’m good at?

Spotting idiots.
I have a radar, look.

Let’s team up. Let's rock the Urban.

I don't know, people rave about my tracks

and your lyrics...

See? Idiot.

I'm serious.
So am I.

This might be
your neighborhood, darling,

but me helping you,

there’s no damn way
you’re getting that.

Hello, mom.

Look.

Is the wine for me who doesn't drink?

Or for your brother
who's 17?

Come on in.

Quiet, Yanet.

Your brother named it, okay?

I would have preferred
a different name, to be honest.

Maria's back at the beach bar.

Are you staying?

Yes.

And the music dream? Is it over?

I’m going to sing there.

You were in Madrid for seven years

to sing back
at the beach bar you used to work at?

Mom.
Was the trip worth it?

Haven’t you ever had a dream?
Yes.

To not lose the house.

Can we talk about something else?
No.

She needs to know
she’s dining here out of sheer luck.

Maria, your brother and I

really needed the

money you were making.

Okay, but they saw potential in

me. Does that potential pay the bills?

No, but I thought
I'd start making money

and could help.
You were ashamed.

Yes, I was ashamed to leave like that.
No.

You were ashamed
for us to see you fail.

It was like the earth
swallowed you whole.

That's not true.

You didn't care about your brother
or me.

I’m leaving.
Wouldn’t be the first time.

Damn, mom.

The truth hurts.
Look, mom, you know what hurts?

A mother not loving her daughter.

Now you care about my feelings?
Yes, I care.

Now that you have
nowhere else to go.

Stay there, mom. Just watch.

Yes, I swear.

-And again, I'm not a tourist.
-What about that blonde hair?

-It’s dyed.
-And the eyes?

You’re definitely German,
Finnish or something.

-What about you, giraffe? Both my parents
are from Malaga, okay?

-Look, you know what you should do?
Seriously.

Go on that TV show, I bet
you'll find your family there.

-Okay, fine.
-Let's both go.

-Forget it.

-It was a joke, man.
Get me a beer.

-Lola, relax, okay?

You take an inch,
and you take a mile,

then the neck and the head.

-Don't you want
a bit of fun or something?

I'm not in the mood.

Alright...

-Tania, come.
-What?

-What's the name of that
family TV show?

-Rubén, darling, it was a joke.

Man, let's dance
and don’t get all moody.

-You’re right, it's weird.
I am weird.

-What are you talking about? What?

Come on, Rubén, dance with me.

-You've got me thinking now.

-It was a joke.
I’ve told you before

and it was fine.
-But now it got to me.

-Just drop it.
Let’s dance.

You know this one, come on.
-Come on. One, two...

-Twist.

I expected more.

And this isn’t enough?

The sand, the sea,

the stars.

Do I have another choice?

Sometimes we're pop stars,

sometimes waitresses,

sometimes owners
of a beach bar...

Life puts you
wherever it feels like.

You can resist, but in the end,

we're nothing.

Can I give you some advice?

Always.

Enjoy the journey.

-Patrick.

What? Plotting?

Happy?

Yes, quite.

New track?

Yes, of course.

And the lyrics?

The best I’ve ever written.

With your magic and a bit of mine,
we’re going to soar.

Cynthia, come on.

It’s your turn.

I’m not going out.
What do you mean?

I’m passing, I don’t know why I’m here.
Of course.

What are you doing?

Lola, what are you doing?
Look.

This is something

we used to do
before performing

to calm the nerves.
You used to do?

Just focus on the fire.

Forget everything else

and focus on the fire.

Trust me.

And repeat after me.

Only the fire matters.

Are you joking?
Girl, seriously.

Only the fire matters.

But believe it.
Okay, only the fire matters.

Only the fire matters.

Only the fire matters.
Only the fire matters.

Only the fire matters.

Damn! Holy shit! God!

Girl, this is done with a candle.

Not with a lighter
from that damn discount store, damn it.

All mystical.
Ah, ah, ah...

Wait till you see the burn, God.

Did you burn yourself?
Let me see. Let's see, Lola.

Girl.

Hey, are you okay?

Come, come, come.

Look at me.

I'm here, that's all.

Are you okay?

Lola, what are you doing?

Sorry, I thought...

You thought what? What did you think?

I don’t know.

"I don’t know" is not an answer. You know.
What were you thinking?

That I don’t know,
maybe we could... I don’t know.

Could we do what, Lola?
Be girlfriends?

I don't want a girlfriend.
No.

No, I don't want a girlfriend and I don't
want you to be my lifebuoy or anything.

Lifebuoy? What the hell are you saying?
That shit you said.

Girl, I don't remember
anything I said.

Yeah, I know that.

I can see that.

Good luck, okay? In the performance.

Lola.

-Can you get me a juice, please?

-You're really going for it, huh?

No, I mean about the juice.
Going "full" with the pineapple.

Do you know her?

She's my sister.
Really?

I'm her friend.
I'm Rubén. Nice to meet you.

-Bryan.

-Right on.

♪ I guess the blinking

♪ of the lights in the distance

♪ marking my return.

♪ They are the same that lit up

♪ with their pale reflection

♪ deep hours of pain.

♪ And even though I didn’t want to return,

♪ we always go back to the first love.

♪ The old street

"Your life is yours,

♪ as is your desire".

♪ Under the mocking gaze
of the stars

♪ that indifferently
watch me come back today.

♪ To return

♪ with a weathered forehead,

♪ the snows of time
have silvered my temples.

♪ To feel

♪ that life is just a breath.

♪ Lola? What happened?

I kissed Yanet. And?

Well, I thought I liked her
or I like her or who the hell knows.

And?

I don't know what to do now.

And?
Can you stop saying "and, and, and"?

Lola...

Don't you think
you're overthinking everything?

You kissed her. Period.

It's because I'm an idiot, girl.

Look, do you know
what we're going to do, you and I?

We're going to party at Palace.

What do you think?

Let's go.

Let's go.

♪ To feel

♪ that life is just a breath,

♪ that 20 years is nothing,

♪ what a feverish look,
wandering in the shadows,

♪ looks for you and names you.

♪ To live

♪ with the soul clinging
to a sweet memory

♪ that I cry again. ♪

It was crap.
It was the people that were crap.

Yeah, of course.

That's what's expected, I guess, but I

was hoping for something else, you know?

Yanet.

It doesn’t matter.

Thanks for coming.
It made me happy.

Do you know why I came?

I wanted to hear you

and see how you did.

Even if it was in a beach bar.

I don't care
if you call yourself Maria, Yanet.

I believe in you.

I always believed in you.

Yanet! It was awesome!
I mean, it was incredible!

This isn't my place.

What?

That... That...

We have to leave.

Right. So, did you come by bike?

Yes, why?
Grab it.

Go on, I'll tell you later. Go on.

♪ Everyone wants
money and a good life.

♪ Few have love.
Blessings to my family.

♪ They always talk on social media
and in person they don’t even look at you.

♪ The small one got strong.

♪ They are around because it suits them.
That's not being real.

♪ I don’t walk with falsehood.
That's just garbage.

♪ And who would've told me
that focus existed?

♪ Go into the sea, you'll see.

♪ She's no longer superfluous. Eh, eh. ♪

♪ You appeared and I was alone. You said:
"Hello, how is this young lady?".

♪ I’m going to make a move on you.
If you want a repeat,

♪ Take care of this ass,
it’s dynamite.

♪ Ay, ay, ay.
We take off our clothes. Ay, ay, ay.

♪ The tension rises when you
and I get on, baby.

♪ In the elevator.

♪ In the elevator.

♪ In the elevator.

♪ Go up and down, go up and down.

♪ In the elevator.
Go up and down, go up and down. ♪

Uh, uh, uh!
Uh!

♪ So you can learn,
so you can catch on and attend to me.

♪ Your inaccurate calculation
got caught with its pants down.

♪ Bad decisions,
now good ones, what do you expect?

♪ Damn, I've told you a thousand times
not to call me when you're drunk,

♪ that I get hooked and won't let go.

♪ Fool detoxifying,
pain, from kids,

from twisted glasses,
from lines, from glasses,

♪ from all those vices
that keep me away from touch,

♪ that lead me
to sublime contact with reality.

♪ How beautiful it is to be loved,
how beautiful it is to love.

♪ But when the inside is dark,
you look for a way out.

♪ And if you escape too much,
you won't be able to come back

♪ even if you want to.

♪ That's why,
when I saw the precipice

♪ I didn't jump for myself,
for my mother, and my grandmother.

♪ Because life is so beautiful

♪ and I'm wasting it
due to this deep sorrow I carry within.

-Make some noise for Misty!

Good evening, Málaga!

I want to hear the Palace roar!

Well, there's still a lot to go
on this first night of Urban K.O.

Because only
eight contestants

will move on to the next round,
and I have a feeling

that those gentlemen over there
will have a hard time deciding.

Yes or no?

And just a reminder,
only one of them

will sign a contract with Crudo Records.

Alright, let's continue

with the next contestant
of the night.

From the heart
of the Santa Fe neighborhood,

comes the king of the Palace.

You know him well

and he's ready
to put on the gloves

to step into this "ring" again.

I want you all to make
some noise

for Patrick Hernández!

Patrick! Patrick! Patrick!

Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick!

♪ You already knew it.

♪ I think of you night and day.

♪ It's not worth it without your company.

♪ I doubt you loved me
as much as I loved you.

♪ Now I'm lost
in a maze,

♪ drinking and smoking to forget

♪ because I can't forget you.

♪ Because I can't forget you.

♪ Because I can't forget you.

♪ Because I can't forget you. ♪

They took so long
to bring the beers.

You didn't miss anything.

♪ Because I can't forget you.

♪ You have a big butt
and you don't work it out.

♪ A couple of hidden tattoos.

♪ At night I eat her up,
her body is my dinner.

♪ There's only one like her. How is yours for dinner?

"Go, go,

♪ and just give it to me
in the back of the Mercedes".

♪ We fog up the windows.

♪ Stand in front of me... ♪ What is this crap?

Well, that's what it is, crap.

♪ Go, go and just give.

♪ Don't watch the stories,
don't send me more messages.

♪ Don't call me during the day
because I'm not available for anyone.

♪ Because I'm no longer available for anyone. ♪

Patrick! Patrick! Patrick!

Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick!

-Wow! That's Patrick Hernández.

Make some noise for him!

-Eh, eh, what happened?

What happened?

I messed up, Mafi.

I made a fool of myself. Didn't you see?

But did you see how the crowd reacted? Not the crowd, Mafi.

The ones that matter are those three over there, the damn jury.

I blew it.
Patrick, look,

stop overthinking, just enjoy.

Mafi...

We still have
one last fighter!

She is our warrior,

an amazon and she's here to rock it to the end.

Give a big shout out

for Mafi Gun!

♪ We have the bar lit.

♪ The babies came to cause a commotion.

♪ When we speak, you guys shut up.

♪ There are many smart ones and I laugh. Ha! Ha! Ha!

♪ I decide, you don't.

♪ I don't want love,
chocolates or cinema.

♪ Models serenade me,
the fashion show club.

♪ Mess with one,
you mess with thousands.

♪ We're rocking, Latinas in Chile.

♪ Drinking drinks,
now off to Madrid.

♪ We went to Buenos Aires,
rejecting fools.

♪ They're crazy to see my missiles. ♪

I'm going to the bathroom.
Alright.

♪ You don't decide.

♪ Now you'll have to
watch us on YouTube.

♪ The girls are ready
to knock the club down. ♪

Go, go, go.

Throw it, throw it.

Come on, pick up the pace, let's go!

♪ You'll have to watch us on YouTube.

♪ The girls are ready
to knock the club down.

♪ We control them
like a voodoo doll. ♪

-Wow! That's Mafi Gun!
Make some noise for her!

Wow, amazing.

-Hey, what are you doing here? Damn, we haven't made it, girl.

What do you mean you didn't make it? What happened?

-...of the Urban K.O.
Make some noise!

Jury, how are
the deliberations going?

Do we have
the qualifiers or what?

I want to see the Palace dance!

-You made it on time. Go on.

Hey!

Excuse me, eh, eh, eh.

She's also going to participate, okay?

She sings. Get her ass on stage now. Yanet, come on.

-But what...?
-The track. The track. Here, take it.

-But wait... Wait, wait, wait.

Stop! Stop!
Stop everything! Stop everything!

Jury,

it seems we have a latecomer.

-Yanet. Her name's Yanet.

-Her name's Yanet.
I'll kill you. I'll kill you.

Jury, what do we do?

Let Málaga fall!

And we have a new contestant!

Let's welcome her appropriately
for this Urban K.O. battle

Yanet.

♪ They say I've changed,

♪ that I'm not the same,

that I've pushed them away.

♪ I don't care about what they say.

♪ Today, all the stabs don't hurt me anymore.

♪ Today I feel free
to sing the truth.

♪ Look at my hurdles,
I no longer value them.

♪ I have my path,
nothing stops me now.

♪ I feel so far.

♪ There's not even a reflection left.

♪ Of what I once was. ♪

♪ Today has brought me.

♪ I feel distant.

♪ There's not even a reflection left.
What I once was

♪ Today has brought me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me. ♪
You didn't expect that, did you?

No.
Well, I'm not surprised.

Maria never gave up easily.

I knew it the moment I met her.

She had something.

A lot of light.

So much that it cast me into deep shadow.

It didn't hurt me
that she left without saying goodbye.

It hurt being made to look like a damn fool.

What was I doing with a girl like that?

And now look at me.

I thought this was my place.

I thought I had forgotten her.

And life slaps me in the face,

telling me no,
reminding me of reality.

♪ There's not even a reflection left.

♪ What I once was

♪ Today has brought me. ♪
I'll help you.

How?

Isn't that what you asked for?

Help in composing?

Don't make me regret it, smarty.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ I have for him, I have for you.

♪ I want it all. Now there's no without me.

♪ Don't pity me
as I can't bear it, see.

♪ I've come from afar,
I've healed my wounds.

♪ No more do the knives hurt me.

♪ Today, I feel free to sing truths.

♪ Look at my past,
it doesn't hold me anymore.

♪ I've found my path,
nothing can stop me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.

♪ It's set for me.
It's set for me. ♪

Damn it!

You're amazing, girl!

Why emotions? It's a song, not a diary.

The song is about her.
Because you need to talk about her.

"What we've got, you wrote it".

I'll remind you, you kissed me.

I'm truly sorry I kissed you.

How was it at the beach bar?
Good.

Why don't you come see me?
I'm glad you did well.

You have an ex you can't get over,

who messed with your macho ego.

"Since you lack talent, you drug people

to help you write?"

I don't know what I saw in you
when I met you,

but now you seem disgusting to me.

I have a farewell tomorrow. I need you here.

I have the Urban competition.
If you don't want to,

just tell me and save me some time.

-Tell me, Yanet.

Do you still want to reach the top?
Yes.

"I want this place to go wild"

to welcome Patrick Hernandez!

"This song is dedicated to you".

"Are you guys buddies now or what?".

In my hand, I hold the fate

of these music beasts,

so you'd better be ready

for some intense emotions.