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Great job, girls.

Okay. Greet each other.

What do we know about the dead queer soccer player's son?

Iván Carvalho?

- Jealous? - Curious.

You're not in a competition to get Joel.

You're here to test him to get into Alumni.

- Yeah, I hear you. - He has to earn his spot.

Don't just let him in because you're horny.

Emi, enough. I get it.

So what do you know about him?

Get off. You are too fucking warm.

Come on. Next.

Iván is, or was, his boyfriend.

They dated before he went away for a few months.

Iván.

Man...

Iván... and Joel.

- They aren't together? - Come on.

Don't know. Things ended badly. Maybe they're back.

Well, the crack's still there,

even if they insist on trying to close it.

Now that I think about it, perhaps you are in a competition for Joel.

If he gets on well with his guy again, he'll probably forget about you.

And Alumni.

That won't happen.

And... fight!

Of course it can happen.

It's always the partners and exes

who are the most difficult to get out of the way.

MY BF HAS BPD. SO WHAT?

HE TAKES HIS MEDS, LIVES A NORMAL LIFE, AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

What? What are you gonna do?

My trial for Chloe.

Do you have yours yet?

I prefer to improvise.

Okay, okay. Let's stop.

That's enough!

I said no, Iván! Stop it now. Enough. Stop it.

Stop. Shake hands.

Be careful.

Or he'll slip away.

Just have a little faith.

Mama?

What's the matter?

Nothing. I'm just really beat.

You know me. I'm like a baby.

When I'm hungry or sleepy, I start feeling down.

You're really stressed, I know.

About the thing with Raúl and, well, about everything, I guess.

About everything, yeah.

The police closing in on us more and more, and...

Above all, it kills me that your brother is so distant from us.

I'm sorry. That's the truth.

I just... can't stand it.

Listen, Chloe.

I know that you've always seen me as something of an asshole.

Selfish and, uh... and a fickle woman.

And crazy, calculating, self-interested.

Okay. That's enough, all right?

And as a lioness, capable of whatever it takes to defend me.

And as a woman who had nothing, yet still, had it all.

Has fought her whole life so I would lack nothing.

So that I thought I could be anything I wanted to be, no matter what.

Look, Mom. It took me a while,

but I've come to see a few things about you that really aren't bad.

Get over here.

My love.

I feel so cornered. I swear, I don't know what to do.

You've never known, Mom.

But that's never stopped you.

That has never stopped you.

You've always pushed ahead like the crazy she-goat you are.

Yeah.

But now I worry that I'll never see Iván again,

after having finally met him.

And I worry about...

What if something happens to you now because of everything with Raúl?

I swear, I don't know what to do,

but I would be inclined to do something crazy, and you know it.

I know. But, Mom, listen.

if you're feeling cornered,

for once in this life, let others take charge.

For once in your life.

I'll take charge on all fronts and make sure you will be okay.

Just for once.

Okay?

Yes?

Just when did you grow up, Chloe?

Well, I don't know. Just like that, one day...

No, I'm being serious.

Tomorrow, a Botox appointment.

Seriously, Mom?

- What do you mean? - Telling me to get Botox?

Preventive Botox. Do that again.

Look at that. This is so pronounced.

- Oh, please, Mom. - Oh, come here.

It's just that it makes me so sad

that you're growing up, I can't stand you.

Aww.

GYM CLASS YESTERDAY WAS EMBARRASSING. YOU OWE ME A SINGLET.

Good morning.

So? How'd you sleep?

Very well. Very well, actually.

Well, that's the way I like it. Today's a huge day.

- What? - The trials to join Alumni.

Oh... the trials?

- Mm-hmm. - In plural?

Yeah. As many as I can think of.

And how many are there?

Like I said, as many as I can think of.

See you later, all right?

Are you ready?

I'm so ready.

- Nervous? - No, I'm not nervous at all.

Should I be, though?

Not at all.

Would you go get a Cola Light for me?

Ah, this must be a trial for Alumni.

Well, perhaps.

Ah, okay.

Okay, now I get it. This is gonna be a hazing thing, isn't it?

Get me a Cola Light. Now.

Mm, okay.

Who's gonna pay, though?

Babe, for God's sake, it's not a big deal.

It's just soda, not crude oil.

You're willing to humiliate yourself to join that club?

This is humiliating?

Lowering your head and obeying her like a peasant? Yeah.

Oh, mi amor. Anarcho-syndicalism at this hour in the morning? No.

Why do you want to join?

Well, because we're graduating. Because this is over.

And I can make some contacts there that I'm gonna need later.

They are very demanding.

They require you to spend your time with them.

It's not that big a deal.

Baby, they're like a cult. That's what they say.

Okay, well, I will make sure the evil cult won't be able to get me.

- So, you don't trust us, is that it? - What?

- No? - What is this about?

You're starting to realize when the year is over,

you're going to break up with me.

- You want to pave the way. - I'm not gonna...

You're trying to soften me up

so I see it coming and won't be as hurt when it happens.

- Break up now, okay? - Eric...

- Let's call it quits, and that's that. - Stop.

You have no idea how happy I am with us.

And besides, if we break up, it will be because you leave me.

No.

- No? - That's not even possible.

Then that's it. Then it's not gonna happen.

Okay?

Isadora, you're asking me to come in five hours before my shift.

And this is my time off.

I know. It's just this once.

And tomorrow it'll be twice.

I doubt you're going to pay me overtime

when you won't even pay me a living wage.

- What's wrong? - Shh!

Okay, all right. I'll go. I'll be right there.

What do you mean, "get a taxi"?

But do... do you know how much it costs?

Ah! How kind of you to offer to pay me back for half.

What a nice gesture.

- What do you mean, half? - Shh!

But I'd rather take the bus.

Okay. All right. I'll get a taxi. All right, ciao.

Omar, stress like this isn't good for you.

Uh, maybe it's just that I...

that I'm not ready for life to go back to normal.

Oh, yes, you are.

What you're not ready for is to have a boss that's so...

Say it.

Say it, sis. Say it, come on.

Defend yourself!

- Come on. Let's have breakfast. - I can't.

Wait, what? Whoa, hold up! I said call her and tell her.

Uh, I can't today. Nadia, fuck!

Don't stress me out any more, all right?

We made plans, dude.

Can we postpone?

Omar, I'm leaving tomorrow for New York.

Well, let's do lunch.

Or dinner?

Or tomorrow before you leave? Okay?

Come on? Yes?

- Yes, yes, yes, yes. - Yes? Yes?

I love you.

Oh my Lord.

Thanks, Chloe.

See you later.

Are you okay?

- I'm fine. - Hmm?

I love you.

I love you too.

I love you so much. I love you. I love you.

Ciao.

Good morning.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was on patrol, saw it was open, and stopped by to say hello.

Patrol, huh? An inspector?

Yeah. Well, I'm still out on the streets from time to time, yeah.

I can't talk to you right now, Luis. I have a work meeting.

Okay. I'll stop by later.

Hey, look, with all due respect and all my affection,

I told you 30 times that I don't want

to have any sort of contact with you.

You can't keep playing dumb and showing up here

because I'm going to end up calling...

Calling the police? Here?

I'm sorry.

I didn't realize I was an inconvenience.

My meeting.

- What big party today? - Big party. Super Sexy Festival Party.

We can't organize that sort of thing with no money, no permits, no...

Shh! Shut up. Don't you remember what I told you?

To make money, what do you have to do? Spend it.

Right, but we don't have enough to buy ice.

I'll ask for favors.

- Favors you'll later have to repay. - Exactly. That's my problem.

The DJ booth has to be epic.

You're DJing, no?

No. No, I don't feel like it. Plus, I'm not really a draw.

Who are we going to bring who is and that you can pay?

Apa! You're suddenly a bit anxious, aren't you?

I'm making some calls. Meanwhile, say, "Surprise DJ."

How do you want the booth?

You're gonna flip.

Like that.

That costs more than my house, Isadora.

And it's not just the structure.

It's the structure, the people who install it, the time...

No. No, no way. The waiters will install it.

How many waiters should I hire?

- Eleven. - What?

Eleven.

Eleven more? Or 11 in total?

- Eleven in total. - Oh, no need to spend a fortune.

Oh, get a grip! Seems your rude tone slipped out a bit there, no?

Given the cost of the structure, I can't hire 11 waiters.

Well, cut back. Cut back. What should we cut? Four?

Look, tell you what.

The security? They can go. Just leave the guy at the door.

How can we throw a mega party without security staff?

No insurance. I don't give a fuck. Don't worry.

I'm sorry.

I cannot take charge of all of this under these conditions.

Oh no, Omar. No, don't say so.

Everything's going to go well. You are the best headwaiter.

I'm counting on you.

Can I give you 5% of everything as a bonus?

Is that all right?

All right. Fucking awesome. It's a party.

- Thank you. - Party.

Mega party.

Us two alone in the shower without looking at each other.

Actually, I did look at you quite a bit.

From head to toe.

I don't know, Iván. I wasn't comfortable.

Truth is, I found it strange after everything.

Sorry about the argument.

It's that I really missed you a lot too,

and... I was nervous with everything, and, uh...

Yeah, me too.

And how are you? Did you find a place to stay yet?

Yep. Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm staying at Alumni.

Okay. I noticed you have good vibes with the president, don't you?

Well, yeah. We hit it off, okay?

He thinks I fit in, and I want to get in.

Although... that's all. Nothing more.

Look, I'd love us to get back together.

And pick up where we left off before I left.

I wish I could say yes, Iván, but...

It's not that easy for me to forget what happened.

And then the argument we had...

Look, I know, and I understand you perfectly.

However, why don't we just take it slow?

I don't know, we could start by...

by sleeping at my place tonight if you want.

Let me think about it.

Okay?

All right.

READY TO BEGIN?

I want you to videotape the girls

showering in the locker room.

Huh?

What?

- Are you kidding me, or what? - No, why?

I don't know, I was expecting...

- Something else? - Probably something less...

Less what?

Less childish? Less like primary school?

Well, a few years ago, that might have been the case.

But now, with all these bullshit feminists,

you could end up in jail.

Or worse.

Expelled.

- "The bullshit feminists"? - Mm-hmm. The radical women.

The feminazis.

The ones who smell and don't shave.

You know what, Héctor?

I think I just lost my interest in joining your club.

- Shit, Joel. I was kidding. - Sure.

You know my best friend is Black.

And what does that have to do with feminazis?

Okay, all right.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Hey.

Forgive me, dude?

And if I get caught?

You have to prove

that you are willing to do anything to belong, Joel.

Even risk losing your spot at the best school in the country.

HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT IT?

Hey, girls. Whose bag is this?

Joel.

Looking for this?

Nico!

- What's the matter? - I don't know.

- Should I get the nurse? - I don't know if it's anxiety or what.

- I don't know. - Uh, should I call my parents?

Eric! Eric!

Fuck...

Chloe!

Babe, are you all right?

No, I'm not. I'm having a breakdown.

What's wrong? Did you take your medication?

- Yes, damn it. You don't trust me, do you? - No, I didn't say that.

Fuck, if the boy has anxiety, it's because he hasn't taken his pill.

Stop. That's not what I'm saying, Eric.

- Chloe, don't gaslight me, damn it. - Gaslight you? What?

Come on, I know it's because you're going to leave.

Deny it again, and I'll explode.

- No... - Using that maternalistic tone.

To get me to take my fucking pill, right?

You can't be honest with your boyfriend?

Uh, Emilia, I'm so sorry. You shouldn't be... This shouldn't happen.

This is not just nerves.

No, this is what it is. It's who I am, so just get used to it!

Go take care of him. Go on.

Sorry.

Eric!

But maybe Eric can tell you something.

Do you really think right now my cousin is fit to play detective?

Yeah.

But maybe he knows something about Chloe and Raúl,

and then you can share it.

- No, if we talk about her, we fight. - Yeah.

Are you okay?

I just don't know what else to do.

Maybe let it be.

And accept that what they say happened up there is what happened.

Raúl would never do that.

Sara, I think you're starting to forget Raúl

and everything he subjected you to.

- He deserved to die? - No, that's not what I'm saying.

I'm saying don't go romanticizing the relationship you two had.

Don't go turning him into somebody that he never was. 'Kay?

Want a hug?

No, I can't. I can't.

Sara!

Give me the keys.

Give 'em to me. Come on.

I said no. I'm leaving.

Nico! Nico, come on.

I won't leave you alone until you go inside.

You go first, or I go first?

Me first, then. Let's go.

It's okay to open your eyes.

Thank you.

Hello.

How's your boyfriend?

Better. I sent him home, so I hope he'll be okay.

He has a lot of these fits, no?

I heard he makes a lot of trouble.

Um, no. No. Yeah, back then. Yeah.

But now he's on medication. He goes to therapy, so he's much better.

I mean, he's another person.

Come, have a seat.

I'm worried this might affect your membership in Alumni.

If you get in, that is.

Okay. I don't see it that way.

It's a matter of priorities, plain and simple.

How far are you willing to go to be one of us?

All right, look. I swear Eric is okay, and I don't know how it...

These mental problems never go away.

And, well, his outbreaks will be less frequent,

but they will always be a problem.

And when that happens, what?

What are you saying?

Well, that you'll drop whatever you're doing,

whatever it is, even if it's with us,

and go and take care of him, won't you?

Um, well, yes, of course.

- Obviously. - There you go.

Obviously.

Priorities.

I'll see you later, perhaps. Ciao.

So this was the trial.

- Excuse me? - What you just asked me.

Whether I'd put Eric before Alumni, no?

No. No, not at all.

It was just that, a question. Or idle chitchat.

- Ciao. - Yeah. Ciao.

Were you recording the girls while they showered? Huh?

Are you aware that this is not a dumb prank for children,

but rather a crime?

I'm sorry. I'm... I'm very sorry, Virginia.

But why did you do it?

Was it your idea, or did someone force you?

To be honest, this doesn't strike me as something you'd do.

Tell me.

Joel, if you don't answer me,

I'll have to expel you from school right now.

Please tell me what happened.

Good morning.

Did something happen here?

Doesn't that belong to Joel?

Take it. Go to the club and wait for me there.

And close the door when you leave.

- What are you doing? - Lending you a hand, Virginia.

Because if you expel Joel,

a lawyer, a very good one, will sue Las Encinas for malpractice.

And then someone will leak the video.

All of those poor girls will be exposed, and their parents will ask,

"How was it leaked? How was it even recorded?"

Your management will be called into question.

They'll let you take the fall.

And I don't want you to go, Virginia. I really don't.

I'm very fond of you.

So I'll delete the video.

'Kay? I swear on my honor.

I know. Let's pretend like it was nothing.

I guess you don't need to thank me.

You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. No?

Not expelled. We're all good here.

Are you serious?

But... but what did you tell her?

Come. Sit down and show me the video.

- That a joke? - Sit down and show me the video.

But... But for what?

Because that's your next trial.

And close the door.

I'm so fucking horny.

- Horny? - Uh-huh.

Everything beautiful and racy makes me horny.

- Well, I'd better leave you alone... - No, no.

- The trial. - What? What trial?

Right now. Look at me.

Look at that.

Someone's getting a hard-on.

No. Better not. Better not.

You're not allowed to finish.

That's the trial.

Stop. Stop, you're gonna get caught.

Yeah? You think? Let's see if you're right.

Héctor...

Don't give up, okay? You're so close to joining Alumni.

Did you cum already?

Héctor!

You in there?

Yes. Yes, yes, yes. I'll be out in a sec.

What are you doing?

Thanks for that.

Yeah?

The whiskey is good, isn't it?

♪ Trash ♪

♪ All hail the new King Trash ♪

♪ All hail the, all hail the trash ♪

♪ All hail the new King Trash ♪

♪ All hail the ♪

♪ I keep my mouth closed ♪

♪ I keep my lips shut ♪

♪ Don't let it overflow ♪

♪ Just let it reek enough ♪

♪ They love to feel the guilt ♪

♪ They love to feel the pain ♪

♪ They love to feel the guilt ♪

♪ So let it stay the same ♪

♪ Trash ♪

♪ All hail the new King Trash ♪

♪ All hail the trash ♪

♪ All hail the new King Trash ♪

♪ All hail the ♪

♪ I rest my case, but all the judges ♪ ♪ They are not impressed... ♪

If I sleep with Iván, it's like telling him,

"Yes, I am your little kept trophy."

That was my argument, and you said you agreed with it.

- But now I have doubts it's how you feel. - What?

- You're trying to convince yourself, dude. - I'm over with Chloe, honey.

- Do you want to get back with Iván? - Yes, I want to, damn it.

Of course I do. But I don't want to if we're not equals.

- Who here is anyone's equal? Sonia and I? - No, you're not. And that's why.

And that's why what?

I've never taken handouts from Sonia and never would.

Because for me, I don't allow it.

If you don't wanna feel like a kept man, that's easy.

You just don't allow it.

But you? You allow it.

You let others take care of you. A lot of others.

- What are you talking about? - That Alumni president, dude.

Look. There's Iván up there.

Did you know he forked over two million to Chloe's mother, dude?

Also known as his mother. So she'd leave him alone.

- Who? The guy from the club? - No, no, no. Iván.

- Chloe and Iván have the same mother? - Mm-hmm. Come on.

Two million, huh? Two. Like it's no big deal.

Just as if I were to go now and buy you a drink.

Actually, no. They would take it out of my wages.

So yeah, same difference.

Long story short, yes, I do want to get back with him.

But first, I have to stand on my own two feet.

Without a wealthy family or benefactor?

If you're born poor, you die poor.

So, what, then? What should I do?

If you really love him, go for him.

If you wait too long, you saw how quickly

- he forgot you in South Africa. - Oh wow. Thanks. Very cool, huh?

Thank you for creating more doubts and insecurities.

I'm telling you what I think.

Right. What about you? How are your papers going? Good, no?

Son of a bitch.

No, sorry. That was a low blow. A real low one.

- Go for the millionaire. - Dalmar...

Yeah, it doesn't mean you have to be a kept man.

Come on, go for him.

I'm anchored to this bar. Not now.

Are you in love with Iván or not?

- Get out of my face. - Look, just make something up.

- Leave me alone. - Initiative.

Get him some ice, some glasses, or lemons.

- Get him something. Come on. - Enough.

I JUST THOUGHT OF ANOTHER TEST. NOW.

I'M WORKING.

LEAVE AND COME MEET ME. WHERE ARE YOUR PRIORITIES?

OFFLINE

Hey!

But I thought we agreed you would stay home and rest, though.

Yeah, but I'm feeling much better.

Instead of staring at the ceiling, I'd rather be here with you.

- I'll go order. Want something? - No, no.

I don't want anything. You shouldn't be drinking.

- Don't you trust me? - Yes. Of course I trust you.

- But you just had a fit this afternoon. - A fit?

Yes, a fit! An attack!

You're making a big deal out of it because you're fed up with me.

- I'm not. I didn't say that. - Eric, relax. It's just an expression.

I'm very relaxed, Sonia. Thank you.

- Not cool. Don't talk to her like that. - Weren't you going to stay in?

- Is there an echo in here? - Fuck.

- Wasn't he staying home? - That's what I just told him.

Yeah? You sure you haven't sent him ambiguous messages saying,

"Don't go out," then, "I miss you"?

- Nico, enough! - Stay out of it, coz!

No, everybody, stop it. What the fuck is wrong with you guys?

Why am I always the one to blame for everything?

- Chloe... - No. I don't want to talk now.

What's wrong with you two? You two have some fucking nerve!

Well done, coz. Are you happy?

Eric, man. Wait!

Hello.

Hey. I haven't seen you in a while.

Yeah, I had to sort some things out with Isa.

Fucking hell.

- I gotta go get a mop. - No. Let someone else do it, okay?

- You're a free man. - No, really. Look at that mess.

I talked Isa into letting you leave.

That way, we can go to my house.

She charged me headwaiter rates, but...

I told you I wanted to think about it.

- Okay, but you're up for it, right? - Of course.

Then that's that.

But you can't make decisions about my job on your whim.

But, Joel, I'm not...

Look, have Isa give you the money back, and wait until I'm done, okay?

- Joel, I already talked to Isa. - You know what? Don't wait for me!

- Because I don't feel like it anymore. - But, Joel...

No, I mean, I'm fed up, damn it. I'm fed up, Iván.

Now you're paying my boss to spend the night with me?

I'm not even your kept man anymore. I'm simply your whore, huh?

Leave.

I said leave and let me work.

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream, make... ♪

Omar!

Omar!

Omar!

♪ I'mma make you scream... ♪

Here to check up on me, no?

To see where you work.

- Right. - Really cool.

I'm okay, Nadia.

I got a lot of stuff to do.

But you go have a drink, and I'll look for you later, okay?

♪ I'mma make you ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

♪ I'mma make you scream ♪ ♪ Make your head disappear ♪

Oops!

Careful, huh?

Oh fuck. My bike.

- What? - It's not here.

Without the bike, he can't work.

- Have him come and tell me. - No, he's very nervous.

Kid, come here. Give me your ID to formalize the report.

- I'm the one reporting it. - I thought it was his bike.

Hey, kid.

The thing is, I left it at home since she was going to report it.

Sure? Or don't you have any?

Oh, since he's Black, he has no papers, huh?

No, I'm sure he does if you say he's working.

- Your details. I'll look you up. - Um, look...

Forget it. We'll just come back some other day.

I mean, it's just a bike...

My love, um...

I've been thinking about it, and yes.

Maybe it's best that we split up.

I mean, hard to split up with the same classes,

and we have the same friend circle...

It's just that...

I think it's best for us to just be friends right now.

They're probably right, and I... I don't appear to be helping.

I mean, my love,

I think I'm putting my best foot forward with you, but...

It's just that you have these insecurities and these attacks.

Although they're less frequent, but, I mean, what you really need

is to be relaxed.

We'll talk about it tomorrow in person, okay?

But... just so you can start to let it sink in,

and so that it doesn't catch you by surprise.

Omar. Omar.

Hey. Breathe.

Just breathe.

Isadora. Don't worry. These things happen.

Omar, I'm gonna need documentation.

The party permit, insurance, papers for...

Excuse me, but now is not the moment.

Take him to get checked out.

Do you have the documents?

Then who can give them to me?

I don't have them.

I'm sorry?

I have no permit, no insurance, no... money.

I have nothing.

Come with me.

Stop! What is this?

If you want, I can try to misplace the report.

- What? - Just ask me.

And I'll do whatever it takes to make sure this goes nowhere.

It'll be complicated, that's for sure.

Much more complicated than sneaking that cell phone

into jail for your father.

But if you ask, I'll do everything I can.

You're not going to stop, are you?

Until you see my whole family in jail, starting with me.

Why do you say that?

Because I have seen what you are capable of doing, Luis.

I'm doing this as a favor for a friend.

Right. In exchange for what?

Friends don't do favors in exchange for something.

That's not the way it is.

But you're going to demand payment. We both know that.

Isa, the only thing you have to think about now

is whether you need and want me to help you.

Yeah.

Yes, I want you to help me, Luis. Do what you have to do. Do it.

You should go. You'll miss your flight.

I have time.

Hey, how are you?

Sleeping on the floor

with a piece of felt that barely even covered my knees.

They didn't let me pee all night.

I'll take him so he can rest.

And they let me go as if they were doing me a favor or something.

But, anyway, now... now I have a record.

I mean, they're after me.

Come on.

This place is always such a shit show.

So much misery, Nadia.

I'm gonna go to bed too.

And you, hurry back to New York

and your dream internship at the United Nations.

I don't know if that's what I should do, Omar.

Hmm, yes.

In fact, it's the only thing you should do.

Run away from here while you can.

Thanks, Mom.

Bye, honey.

Honey!

Are you sure you don't want us to go and do girly things today?

Mama, I have to talk to Eric.

That is, if he's here today because he probably stayed home.

I just want you to be okay.

- I know. And me too. - Then let's go. Don't go to your classes.

Mama, I have an important matter to take care of.

Honestly, it's not that I don't want to. Okay?

- I love you. - Me too.

Emilia.

- Hi, Chloe. - Hi.

Good morning.

I wanted to ask you if you've made a decision about me and Alumni.

- Unfortunately... - I've left Eric.

Oh?

Priorities, no?

And on top of that, I'm on file now.

So getting my papers is gonna...

Don't think about that now.

I'll be right back.

CHOOSE USERNAME

I KNOW YOU GOT TWO MILLION EUROS. SHOULD WE TALK?

Good morning.

You should really find another place to sleep, all right?

Come here.

What?

I said, come here.

Now, please.

What? What do you want?

I want to join the club.

I wasn't sure about your priorities.

I wasn't even sure myself last night.

This was my trial to join, right?

You've been jerking me around with things, but...

this is what you expected, yeah?

You wanted to know if I was willing to do whatever it took to get in.

So there you go.

Is that what I am?

A sacrifice?

What difference does it make? If you want it, take it.

Here at Alumni, you're used to taking whatever you want, aren't you?

So let's go.

You have my permission.

Héctor! Héctor, look at me. Héctor, look at me.

Héctor! Héctor, calm down. Let's calm down. Calm down.

Okay, breathe. Breathe. Breathe.

Shh, shh, it's okay.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

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