All language subtitles for Paraiso.S02E06.Two.Worlds,.One.Portal.720p.HMAX.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264-NZT_track3_[eng]

A few days ago we saved
everyone's ass in town.

Those assholes can't even imagine

how close they came to dying.

Fortunately, we stopped it.

Well, not us, Mario...

Good morning.
-And Costa,

who is just
the smartest woman ever.

Although she's unwell,

as if she only cared
about taking care of Sandra now.

Of course.

The poor thing
has lost everything...

Well, almost everything.
-What are we going to do?

I'm sure Costa thinks
the same as I do,

that we have beaten
those bitches, yes,

they vanished
as if they had never been here...

but at what price,

because we are paying
a very high one.

She has hooked up with a guy...

I lost my best friend.

The bitch won't even wake up
to tell me to shut my mouth.

And I'm giving her some good gossip
about what's going on at school,

I know she's into gossip.

Even the sucker

seems to have lost his way.
-Well done, Mateo.

He doesn't know
where he's standing.

And the worst of all was...

losing Javi...

forever.

They finished him off.

And we don't know
how to bring him back...

from wherever he may be.

It didn't come free of cost
for me either.

I have to stay

in this wheelchair forever.

All of this busts my ovaries.

What's the point of having
this fucking power

if you can't help
those you love the most?

If you can't even prevent

everything from ending up
like shit?

My grandma was right.

This is a gift,

but also a curse.

A little more.

I don't get it.

There is not a soul left
in the hotel,

as if it had never been occupied.

We haven't found
any traces of blood either.

Well, no blood nor...

nor anything else.

No one would say that a crime
has taken place in there.

How could all those people
just disappear just like that?

Have they vanished?

Well, it's weird, yes, it's weird.

Nurse. She's running out
of saline solution.

We'll change it right away.

Then there's this guy

we found wandering around town.

He doesn't know where...
who his parents are,

where he lives...

The doctor says he has amnesia.

There are no matches
in the list of missing persons.

Daughter...

I know you have just gone through
something very, very painful,

but I need you, I need you...

to shed some light on this,

because I don't know what is
happening in this town, I swear.

I can't now, dad.

Fine, that's okay. Sorry.

Nurse, the saline.

I don't get it. We've been

on the fucking beach promenade
for three days waiting

and the phone booth
doesn't show up, why?

Has this ever happened?
-Never, the portal

is used by ghosts
who have fulfilled

unfinished business.
Here, in Cuenca and Sebastopol.

Listen, it's hitting me in the ass
this's our fault.

Remember the day you returned
from the Abyss and the Afterlife.

Yes.
-Well, I remember looking

through my gran's books
and all it said was:

"caput," impossible, you can't.

Yeah, but here we are, aren't we?
So, your grandmother was wrong.

Or not.

I don't get it.

Okay, let's see...

the phone booth is
an interdimensional door, right?

But it is a doorway
into the Afterlife, not an exit.

That's true!

Her grandmother always said it:

one-way doors.

From Here to the Afterlife.

But we, we got you back...

We used it as an exit door.

And we screwed up the mechanism.

We've ruined it.

We've ruined the fucking booth.
-Yes.

Fucking great.
-Exactly.

Does this mean that...?

Unless someone knows how to fix it,

without a portal,
there's no way to bring Javi back.

Is the Abyss so horrible?

It's very bad.
You can't even imagine.

Are we really
not going to see Javi again?

It can't be, he's the Chosen One,
for fuck's sake.

Luke loses to Darth Vader
and is sent back

to his aunt and uncle's farm.

Superman,
when he reaches the phantom zone,

does the movie end there?
Well, fuck no.

What is she doing?

Whoever moves their legs
moves their brains.

What do you think Javi would do

if any of us were in his place?

He'd bust his balls
to fix the phone booth.

Or he'd find another one,
even if he had to build it

with his own hands.

What?

Why didn't I think of this earlier?

We must find another one,
another door.

Another door?
What are you talking about?

Do you think the Almanzora portal
is the only one?

This would be like
the day of the cremá in Fallas.

Yeah, but you're forgetting
one little detail,

we can't leave town, smart ass.

Why not? Did you make
a promise to Our Lady or something?

How do you think
I got out of my town?

Well, inside an object.

Each one of you should choose
something personal

and we'll start
with the closest one,

the one in Macastre.

Now, I will tell you one thing.

You know when you leave,
but not when you'll return.

What do you mean?

If I were you,

I would say goodbye
to everyone you leave here.

This could be a very long trip.

WINTER FESTIVITIES 1992

You were set on getting
the garrafons

at the end of the world.

No, no, not Richi, man.

I can't.
-I don't care, you told me

you would come to the workshop.

I can't, man, I'm seeing Mari.

Quique has a girlfriend!

Yes? Hello?

Listen to me!
-Hey, shut up!

Shut up, I can't hear the phone!
Do me a favor.

Dad?
-Yes, hello? Who's calling?

It's me, it's Quino.

How can you be Quino?

Is this a joke?

If this is a joke, it's not funny.
-What did you say?

It's not a joke, it's me, dad,

it's Quinet!

I made it, I was admitted

to the film school in New York!
Can you believe it?

Fuck, dad, I'm the fucking boss!

Dad, are you okay?

Son of a bitch, my son is dead!

Dad, what are you talking about?

Who was it?

Antonio, who was calling?

It sounded like...

It was...

It was my voice.

It was my fucking voice!

Fuck...

did you see that?

Champions, champions, yeah, yeah!
-What?

Shit!

Guys, guys!
-Quino!

I know how we can help Javi.

What's wrong?
-You won't believe it!

What's wrong with him?
-What's wrong?

Quino, take it easy.
-Speak.

We don't have to leave.
-What the hell are you saying?

We don't have to leave Almanzora.
-What?

He's gone crazy.
-We don't need...

tofind another door...
-What?

Of course we do.
-Because we have opened a window.

A fucking window!

Yes, look at it,
it looks like a break. I think so.

Done. Come on, let's go.

We'll send him to get an X-ray.

That's it.

Okay? Yes...

Of course.

Costa! Hello.
-Hello.

He made them, the drawings.

He doesn't remember anything,

where he's from,
who his parents are...

it's as if he had gone back
to the age of five.

Not just because of the way
he draws.

How he acts,
how he expresses himself...

Did you know
he only speaks English?

I don't even know
if he understands me.

Do you think he might be faking it?
-No, no, I don't think so.

You don't?
-He's not the only one

who has this type of symptoms.
What? Are they all lying?

All who?

In the village several people
claim not to remember

what they have done
in the last five days.

Really?
-Roca's your friend, right?

Yes.
-Hasn't he told you?

No.
-Yes, yes, but let's see,

nothing like this kid,

he seems to have erased
ten years from his life.

I just can't get him
to remember anything.

We will have to call
social services...

It's like abandoning him.
Excuse me, I must go back inside.

Let's see...
show me your new drawing.

I swear. That day at Álvaro's
house, it was on TV for a second!

The twin towers? In flames?

Okay, so the Spain thing,
in the library computer,

we won the World Cup.
Tell them, Zeta,

when has Spain ever won
a World Cup?

Not even at ping-pong.
-But those were very realistic,

very true-to-life images,
like the news.

And that has led you to think
these are messages from the future?

Aren't you grasping at straws?

That is what we said.

What about my house?
I was calling from New York.

Yeah, well,
or a dickhead was pranking them.

Because I am dead,
because it could have been me.

You pranked me in the seventh
grade, at my grandfather's funeral.

Okay, guys,

I know that I lose it sometimes,
that I freak out a lot...

but this time,
this time I don't think I am.

Messages from the future
are filtering into our world.

What if he is right?

What if a rift
had opened up in space-time?

A rift?
-Yes, the phone booth

was a door between dimensions,
wasn't it?

That's what you said.

And if we broke it
when we came back...

What are you thinking?

What if by breaking the booth

we breached the fourth dimension?

The fourth dimension?

Time.

A wormhole!

A fucking wormhole!
Why didn't I think of this earlier?

It's all there.
You are the fucking boss!

The geek nailed it!

WORMHOLES

Wormholes exist.
-I knew it.

Let me see.

According to the theory
of relativity,

it's like a shortcut, like a tunnel

through which matter can move.
-A tunel?

Am I the only one who sees a dick?

And answering Zeta's question,

if matter can travel,
so can information,

and we could contact
someone from the past.

From a past in which
the phone booth was still intact

and have them pull
Javi out of the Abyss.

Yes, but the issue is not how,
which is also important, but whom.

Who the fuck could we tell:

"Go to an invisible phone booth
in the middle of the promenade

and get our ghost friend out
of a place called the Abyss?"

Only one person in the world.
-My gran.

And you can communicate with her.
-Me? How?

I told you once, with the system
she invented herself,

how all mediums communicate,

automatic writing.

What again?

Sorry.
-Here you go.

Thank you.

My goodness,
that's quite a file, isn't it?

Mateo was one of our best students.

Look. Outstanding,
outstanding, remarkable...

Didn't you meet his parents?

The kid never gave
the slightest problem,

so there was never
any need to call them.

Let's see, we had his address,

but your father says it was fake,

that it's one of those empty houses
at the end of the port.

So, you don't know where he lived.

Who knows. It's all so weird.

Did Mateo take them all?

May I?

Of course.

Hello.

I'm going to get a coffee,

would you like one?
-No, thanks.

Okay.
-Roca, I have a question.

Why didn't you tell me
about the emptied memories?

You've enough on your plate without
me coming to you with my bullshit.

That and...

What?

I have...

the strange feeling that...

that I talked to Mario that day.

What did you talk about?

I don't know, I don't remember.

I'm sorry.

I don't know,
maybe it was just a dream.

What is all this?

Well...

your daughter's boyfriend
took all of these photos.

They are going to wake up.

You'll see.

Can I take it with me?
-Of course.

Thank you.

Come on, get some rest.

Roca,
why don't you go home to rest?

I'm going to be here anyway.

I'll spend some time with Bea,
okay?

Okay.

I could do with a bed,
to be honest.

Of course.

I'll stop by tomorrow morning
before heading to the port.

Okay.

Well...

listen.

Apart from Bea's photos,

we have photos of cliffs,

caves, rocks, the sea...

What do you think it means?

That he likes the sea?

Sandra, please,
that's too simplistic.

Haven't I taught you anything?

Remember what I told you
at the fair, okay?

That there is always a clue
even if no one sees it,

it's always there.

Olivia... Olivia!

What?

What's this place?

It's got to have lice and all.

When my gran died,

my parents stored
all her things here.

What are we supposed
to be looking for?

Automatic writing
has its paraphernalia,

it even has a special kit to do it.

Aurelia kept everything in a box.

Do you remember in The Shining ?
"redrum, redrum"...

What sort of box?

It was like wood,
with a drawing on the lid,

a relief I think I remember.

Bingo!

Now what?

I don't know.

Your grandmother
would simply go into a trance

and start writing
like a madwoman.

How the hell do you get into
a trance?

How should I know?
You are the medium.

Don't you feel anything?

Try closing your eyes.

Or writing something,
maybe you just have to start.

Okay.

"Gran, I'm writing from the future.

You're going to pull Javi
out of the Abyss...

and I'm going to tell you how."

What?

Well, as for getting into a real,
real trance,

no, I didn't.

So, we will have to keep trying
until you get it.

Go on.

Hello?

Nurse?

Hello?

Sandra?

What are you doing here?

When did you wake up?

Huh? How could I miss it?

Are you okay?

Hey, I've been thinking about

what you said about going further.

What happened to that boy is

quite similar
to what happened to me.

I guess, but Sandra,
we need to call a doctor,

please.
-It's just that he...

Over ten years of his memory
have been erased,

I'm in a coma.

So, when I wake up,
I won't remember any of this.

Nor this hospital,

or what I am telling you now.

Get it?
If the doctor had me draw...

the last thing I remember,

do you know what I would draw?

The day in the small cove,

when I jumped with my friends,

or when we went to shout
from the lighthouse.

I don't know,
like the silliest, everyday thing.

Having a drink
at the bar on the square,

munching on some sunflower seeds,

but above all

I'd remember riding my motorcycle,

with my Walkman and listening
to Mecano at full blast.

You could play me a song, girl,

I'm a little bored.

And I can't stop hearing
the baby cry.

What?

Can't you hear her?

Can't you hear the baby crying?

Can't you hear her?

Huh? Look at me.

Can you hear her? Hey!

Gran, if you are there, answer me.

I'm Olivia,

I need your help,

you have to get Javi
out of the Abyss.

Maybe thinking about her
will help you connect.

Who do you think I'm thinking of,
your cousin from TV?

What am I doing wrong?
Why doesn't it work for me?

She would roll her eyes and it
would just happen, just like that.

That's the problem,

I'm not as good as my grandmother.

Stop, don't say that.

Why not? It's the truth.

She didn't break any phone booths,
didn't send her friend to the Abyss

and didn't cause her best friend
to end up in a coma...

Don't give up.

You have to keep trying.

What for?

What more do you need to see
that I am nothing but a fraud?

Anabel, I can't do it.

I'm sorry, guys.

Doctor, shall I leave it here?
-Yes, right there.

Costa...

What time is it?

It's time for you to go home.

I'll buy you a coffee.
I can tell that you need it.

Who are they?

They're from social affairs.

A nurse told me that they have come

to take care of the boy.

Shall we?
-Could you hold her?

Of course.
-She's falling asleep.

Hello.

They're taking him.

We couldn't do anything.

Thank you.

Can I keep them?

Yes. Yes, yes.
-Yes?

Thank you.
-Thanks.

What's wrong?

It's as if he were painting
what he misses, right?

Like a bridge,

the cliffs, the rocks...

I'll be in my office.
If you need anything, let me know.

Very well, thank you.

Ciao.

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Almanzora Guardia Civil, hello?

Costa. Put me through to my father.
-Yes, Costa, one second, I'll do.

Daughter, what's it? Are you okay?
-Dad, don't worry, I'm fine.

Are you sure?
-Listen to me, okay?

You have to do me a favor.
-Tell me.

You have to call the Interpol,
okay?

Ask about children who went missing

10 or 12 years ago in the Algarve.

Most likely they will be
either British or American. Okay?

Okay, okay, daughter, alright.
-Thank you.

That's it?

So, we get in there
and can we get out of town?

Having a link to the object
makes it much easier.

Whoa, well,
me and my comics have been linked

since sixth grade, I mean,
those were some Christmases.

A comic, I can't believe it.
-His cards are

quite the thing.
-Sorry, your doll

looks like a rag, is the thing.
-My doll is beautiful, sorry.

I'm going to miss you, bastards.

Well,
I guess it's time to say goodbye.

More like "see you later."

Yes, as soon as we find Javi,
we'll rush back here.

Don't screw up too much out there,

I won't be there
to save your asses.

Will you be okay?

With you out of my business?
Fucking hell,

I'm fucking sick of ghosts.

I don't know,
maybe I'll get a chance to study

and be a normal girl,

if only to try.

It's time.

The sun has not yet risen

and Ana and Miguel

already light a flame.

She is on him,

man and woman,

they undo the covers.

And the sea,
who is crazy about Ana,

prefers to look away,

jealousy does not forgive
the water,

nor the algae, nor the salt.

At dawn,

Miguel is already

on his boat.

"Give me a kiss, love,

and wait by the beach".

And the sea murmurs
in its language:

"Damn fisherman,

bid your farewell,

I don't want to share her heart".

And weep, and weep,
and weep for him,

and wait, and wait there,

and weep, and weep over the sea.

The disappearance of Mathew Smith,
has finally been solved.

The five-year-old British
boy vanished

under strange circumstances
from the holiday home

in the Portuguese Algarve

where he was vacationing
with his parents.

Twelve years later,
the young man has turned up

almost a thousand kilometers away,
in the town of Almanzora.

The Guardia Civil,
who solved the case,

assures that the boy is disoriented

and doesn't remember anything
of what happened

in the past 12 years.
-What will you do from now on?

Please, I just want to say thank you
so much to the Spanish police,

and that we are going home now.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

Matthew, how are you?
Did you remember your parents?

Please, let's let them rest,
it's been a lot of emotions, okay?

Should we go get
these bastards or what?

What do you think?

Yeah, sure, you're all talk.

But, to finish them off
you have to wake up.

So, now you know.
You have to get out

of bed. We have a lot to do.

My doll is beautiful, idiot.

Damn.

Shit!

You are a failure.

Do you remember in The Shining?
"Redrum, redrum"...

"Finish the message,

dammit.

Your gran."

Gran...

They were not dreams,

it really happened.

I did it.

I am not a fraud.
I'm a hell of a medium.

"Gran, pull Javi out of the Abyss.

I'll tell you how to do it."

You must find the phone booth
on the promenade.

That's the portal.

Use it to bring him back.

There you go, you're crazy.

The blond with the braids.
Comb your hair.

You put it on, Sandra.

No, black...

Sandra?

Your brother.
-Javi.

Javi, we're going to record a song.
Can you leave, please?

Can you see me?

Of course I can see you, you idiot.

Your brother's getting dimmer
and dimmer each day.

What do you want?
Anything, right?

Well, get out!

I'll press play, okay?

And now, with all of you,

Sandra Merino singing a cappella

the best song of all times.

It's not the best, drag,

it's "Cruz de Navajas",
Super Pop says so.

Are you arguing over this again?
-It's her.

Let her sing whatever she wants to.
-Javi, girls, breakfast!

Dad?

Hello.

Javi, is something wrong?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Come on, help me set the table.

Are you sure you're okay?

Good morning, family.

Hello. I brought fartons .
-That's great.

Well, just in time.
I'm going to make coffee.

Okay?
-Are you okay?

Hey, you brought many fartons ,
didn't you?

Hey,
where do you think you're going?

We're off to get more fabric
for the party costumes.

What party are you talking about?

Which one do you think it is, dad?

The full moon party at Paraíso,
like every year.

You're so out of things...
-Right?

Come on, we're leaving. Ciao.
-Bye!

Did you know about the party?
-Bye.

Hey, I'm telling
you brought too much, huh?

What's wrong? Javi.

I don't know, he hugged me....

I don't know how it happened,
I forget.

Cold and dark,
I'm falling into the void.

I think
I hear your voice in dreams,

it's calling me.

And if I try to follow it,

it fades.

A paradise where I can see
where you're going.

Fate finds

several paths to cross.

Our memories vanish

like foam in the sea.

It will be a paradise where I find

eternity.

I keep wandering, lost.

I follow my heart,

looking for meaning.

I hear your song dreams,

far away.

And if I try to decipher it,

it ends.

A paradise where I can see

where you're going.

Fate finds

several paths to cross.

Our memories vanish

like foam in the sea.

It will be a paradise where I find

eternity.

Paradise.

It will be a paradise where I find

eternity.