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Fuck...

Hey, babe.

How's it goin'?

I need to be with you...

Luis? But that makes no fucking sense.

Emilia turned her brother in. They got arrested.

I mean, they did it!

Obviously not.

Why would Luis do it? Why murder Joel?

He's a sick motherfucker. There.

That may be true.

His methods might be unconventional,

but to go from unethical to outright murder?

You don't know him like I do.

He's been extorting me for months. He's a bastard.

You should tell them.

- Luis found out that Joel had... - Was he really turning tricks?

"Turning tricks"? What's that mean?

Not the magic kind.

We'll tell you later.

How'd you know?

Emilia blurted it out, but I thought

it was just her trying to frame Dalmar.

No, it's true. They set up a ring here, behind my back, obviously.

Of course, once Luis found out, he blackmailed me.

I was so furious at Joel. I'm sure you can imagine.

I went to talk to him. And I lost my fucking mind.

I yelled at him. I pushed him.

Basically, I straight-up begged him to stop doing it

and leave me out of it.

And I'm betting Joel must've confronted Luis

and threatened to turn Alumni on him.

- That's how he solved problems. - Exactly.

So that's why Luis decided to nip the problem in the bud.

- So then, this is your fault. - What?

You provoked Joel into confronting Luis.

Um, no.

His unbridled ambition is my fault?

My fault he hung out with Héctor and all those assholes?

That he had sex for money? Really? That's all my fault?

- You mean Joel... - Turned tricks.

Guys, Joel was blinded by the money and wanted to be like them.

He dug his own grave. Look, I'm sorry, but it's true.

Give me the video.

No, the video's going to the cops. That was what we all agreed on.

To the police? What'll they do with it?

They would never let one of their own take the fall.

But... they can't cover this one up, Omar.

- It's irrefutable evidence. - Hold on, wait a sec.

Let's think this through.

We have a bomb, and we can control when it goes off.

To make Luis pay, but the siblings need to pay as well.

But, Omar, they didn't kill Joel.

They didn't hesitate before accusing you and Dalmar.

And they beat me up.

Give me the video. They'll all pay.

I want Luis in prison.

He will be. I swear.

But let me do it my way.

You owe it to Joel.

We all owe it to Joel.

I just sent it.

You have two days. No more.

Luis?

- Mm-hmm. - The hot police officer?

Those are the two worst people there are. Cops and handsome jerks.

How long do we have before they release Dalmar?

If they haven't done it already.

'Cause they arrested Héctor and Emilia as suspects.

Them as well?

Makes sense.

I'm not surprised about the corrupt little brother and sister.

- We have to do something, Chloe. - Yeah.

'Cause I'm sure the Black kid still has that little video of me.

- Mom. - What?

You thinking while drinking always scares me.

Let's make him an offer he can't refuse.

Why not? Sure. Because last time,

it worked out so well.

Yeah, well, okay, this time, we'll have a plan... S.

- S? - S, as in "Es-cape."

Pretty clever, don't you think?

The school year's almost over, isn't it?

Well, if things go wrong, we'll do that.

"Plan S."

- Running? - Mm-hmm.

- And Eric? - What about Eric?

Mm. Baby girl, you can find hot, crazy guys anywhere.

Think of Eric as a sort of pilot program to try out.

And by the way, since you have a thing for oddballs,

make sure he's rich next time, hmm?

Think of your future.

I don't get why you're with Héctor.

He's using you.

You're just his toy.

It's probably what turns him on, humiliating people for fun.

He will eventually destroy you.

Is that what you really want for yourself?

You can be so dramatic.

It isn't like that.

And if it were, I can handle it.

Yeah. You sound like Samuel.

And now he's dead.

I can't let you end up like him.

I appreciate all your concern.

But don't worry.

Can I tell you something?

Never mind.

No, no. Say it.

Sometimes I think

that if you and I had met at a different time, or, um...

I don't know. If we had been at a different stage of our lives...

maybe we could've worked it out together.

I don't think you would've even noticed me.

I would've always noticed you. You know that.

And, who knows?

Maybe life might present us with a second chance one day.

Only two more weeks left of school.

We'll leave all this behind and move forward.

No nostalgia.

Just scrambling to lick our wounds.

This week, I'm posing the question, "What's after Las Encinas?"

Like, what's next for you? Is there a future?

I wanna know what your plans are.

You think so?

I'm so fake and not believable.

I just don't think I'm up for it right now.

And why not?

We have to get our lives back, so you keep up with social media,

we pass all our fucking exams, and leave this place behind.

How am I supposed to be able to move forward,

knowing Dalmar is about to be released

and has evidence to put Carmen away?

You're really going there?

Don't you want justice for Joel?

Well, I want it for Raúl.

How much more justice do you need? He was your abuser.

Isn't this exactly what you always wanted?

Back when he would hit you and bully you,

wouldn't you wish he would just disappear?

- Well, now he's gone. - But I didn't want this for Raúl.

Can't you see?

He's still got you in a prison, and he's not even here.

Even dead, he won't let you move on. Break free.

Let him go.

I don't know how.

You can.

Come on, record me now. Ask me what I'll do after graduation.

You. What do you want?

A chat.

And to see you there.

On that side.

Screwed. Without all your power and arrogance.

Feels good.

I have proof you didn't do it.

It's a video.

Someone set up a phone to record your orgy, and, oh, surprise.

It also recorded Joel's murder.

- If I hand it in, you're free. - Why wait?

I'm not really in a big hurry.

You corrupted him, and now he's dead.

I don't care who the executioner was.

What do you want? Money?

I want you to beg.

To be humiliated.

I want you to feel firsthand how Joel felt every time he was with you.

Joel absolutely loved fucking me.

He was amazed by everything I represented.

That's why he was willing to do whatever it took to succeed.

And let me tell you what, he was hungry.

I'm sure he never fucked you like that.

Oh, is that all?

Didn't you want to see me beg? You won't fight?

Oh, your people are so lazy.

Too bad.

Want the video? It's very easy. You and your sister sign a confession.

In it, you admit to beating me up.

It will function as a confession to the police and to public,

and it'll state that you wanted to beat me to death.

Oh, Omar, Omar. You're an awful liar.

You've got nothing. Go to hell.

Emilia might feel differently.

Are you seriously willing to go to jail

when we both know you're not guilty?

Your brother's gonna get 20 years. You'll serve a few yourself.

It'll come to light if it's real.

With or without your help.

It's on my phone.

If you don't sign that statement within the next 24 hours,

I'll delete it.

And then no lawyer can help you.

Nice try, Aladdin.

POLICE

Dalmar.

It must have been so hard.

Why the fuck are you here? And you?

We're here as moral support. To show you you're not alone.

I can't imagine getting out to see no friends waiting for you.

Well, we're right here. Carmen and Chloe.

Dude, you told me to incriminate myself, remember?

Dalmar, please don't cling to the past, all right?

Grudges are unhealthy, dear.

And those who hold them never amount to much.

And you know what? They get crow's feet much sooner.

Although with that ebony skin of yours, you wouldn't have to worry.

Fuck off. Just go away.

100K.

What?

Hundred thousand euros for the video, and we'll forget it all.

Look, they're about to deport my ass.

If I collaborate with the police and give them the video,

I have a shot at getting my residency permit.

Or maybe they'll tell you to fuck off

for handing them such irrelevant evidence.

You offered 100 grand.

It can't be that irrelevant.

Okay.

I admit it.

It might complicate my life a little bit.

But I assure you, it won't sort yours out.

They'll send you back, and you won't get a dime.

I'm offering 100,000 and a lawyer. And he's a damn good one.

And what if I get a better video?

Where it's caught on camera who Joel's murderer was?

But the police already arrested those fascists.

It wasn't them.

I'll get you the video, give it to the police,

and there's no doubt.

You won't get deported after that. Hmm?

Yes, with that, they would certainly give you your citizenship.

- Though, you still won't get a dime. - Mama.

Hmm?

Why should I offer him that much cash,

knowing you have that information, huh?

Mama, give him the cash.

Of course, dear. As promised, 100k, and I get the video.

Don't tell me we're not your guardian angels, Dalmar.

Get me the video. Then we'll talk.

So, Héctor, have you decided to confess?

Hmm, no. 'Cause I didn't do it. And we'll soon find out who really did.

You don't say.

Mm-hmm. Omar has a recording of the crime.

Have a judge subpoena it.

What are you talking about?

Some pig snuck in a cell phone to record our party

and caught something else.

If I were you, I'd tell the judge about it.

What's life like after Las Encinas? Well...

I want to go into medicine and study psychiatry.

'Cause everything going on in here is mad important.

Okay, no, cut. Who says "mad important"?

It was weird.

Let's do it over.

Honestly, I don't know if anyone will be interested in this.

Then ask me a question.

Before thinking about your future, do you have any unfinished business?

I wish I'd done things a bit differently with my cousin, probably.

If I had, then we wouldn't be so distant and fucked up.

To think the year may end, and we're still this way,

it... it doesn't feel great.

Eric, let's fix this, okay?

I swear, I'm sorry for all the shit I've done to you. All of it.

Honestly.

I love you to death.

Better.

What the hell?

- We've been robbed? - But you don't have anything.

Omar, we've been robbed.

What?

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

- There something I should know? - Motherf... They took the laptop.

Hey, um, do... do you mind if I stay with Omar?

I'm not sure what's going on, but I don't know. I'll call you later.

- You sure? - Yeah.

Okay.

- Is it the Joel video? - What?

The video of his murderer.

- How did you find out about it? - Chloe told me.

And seeing as how someone trashed our house,

I thought maybe you had it and someone wanted to take it.

Uh. No, no. No.

If you did have it,

then maybe we could use it to try to get my residency.

Yeah.

So, do you still have it?

One sec, Dalmar.

Hello?

Yes, that's me.

Omar, my family's lawyer.

He's the one who helped me write my statement.

You'll see in it, I claim responsibility

for the beating and state I wanted to beat you to death.

If it looks good, all we need is our signatures

to confirm you accept my confession.

That's perfect.

There! Sign it.

How about one better?

Whatever you want. You name it.

I'm your fairy godmother. Or Santa Claus, your genie.

Whatever floats your boat. Say the word, and it's yours.

And dream big.

I want your signature.

You'd rather have a signature

than literally anything else in the world?

What future do you want? I'll get it for you. Sky's the limit.

Or are you so unambitious, you don't even have dreams?

That's how you won Joel over, isn't it?

Where'd that get him?

You're smarter than him.

And you have more leverage. Take advantage of it.

I know that's what your family taught.

That everyone could be bought.

But no.

I would set you and Emilia and the whole fucking school on fire.

- Done. - What?

You want to finish us off? And Las Encinas? Done.

That's my offer. I'll shut down Alumni and the school.

Uh, what are you saying?

Tell me you wouldn't like that, see it all go crumbling down.

You can destroy the place that made you miserable.

What'll happen if I sign this? Think about it.

We might get a few months' probation but won't go to prison,

I'm telling you that now.

Know how much it will affect our reputation? Zero.

Nothing. You prefer that to the grand prize?

So what next? I sign?

Or give me the video and end Las Encinas?

Omar, are you home?

Nadia?

What's going on?

Nothing, someone broke in to rob us, and I'm paranoid.

Look, Nadia, I'm gonna make a deal with Héctor to shut down the school.

I give him the video which will clear him of the murder.

In return, he'll shut down the school.

Omar, are you okay?

Of course!

Stop worrying about me, damn it.

I'm ending this bullshit cancer.

I'm almost there.

I only care about that.

Not whether I'm okay, Nadia. This is much bigger.

Do you hear yourself?

Forget about revenge and shutting down the school.

And making deals I don't even understand

You're becoming just as bad as they are.

And if you make deals,

and you resort to using their methods, you'll think you're winning.

But, in reality, you'll just become their next victim.

- And if something happens to you... - Nothing's gonna happen.

You're starting to sound like Samuel.

And Joel too.

Every single time we think we're smarter, they crush us.

Omar, forget about all that.

Go to the police. I won't survive losing you.

Not you.

Hello.

- Omar. - I want to report a crime.

- Okay. - I have a video of the night.

Omar.

- I'll take care of you. - I'm on it. I got this.

Yeah, she's got it. No need to waste your time on it.

Nah, don't worry about it. Come on.

Actually, I'd rather come back later.

Omar, just go. You're in good hands with Luis.

If you're gonna report a crime, then the sooner, the better. Hmm?

So, tell me. What's goin' on?

I can help you.

You were saying you wanted to report a crime

and that you had a video of the night of...

the night of what?

Do you have it?

Luis, I'd rather come back later.

I'd rather we start being honest with each other.

If you have the balls.

Because you like to act brave, but we can see right through you.

What are you talking about? I... I don't really understand...

Oh, I think you do. Hey!

Here's what we're gonna do.

You give me the video, I'll put you out of your misery.

I'd hate for you to leave, and, well, have an accident.

- Fucking give it to me! - No! Help!

Help! Help me!

What's going on in here?

Nothing, a misunderstanding.

What the fuck happened here?

Just a misunderstanding.

Then he knows you have the video?

Oh, we're so screwed. I'll call him.

- Uh, call him why? - He's been dying to get in my pants.

Hey, can you cut the bullshit, Isa? You hearing yourself?

We're going to the police station, and...

No, Iván. Don't you realize we can't go to the station?

Omar just got back from there.

This is the only way to do it, so I'm gonna do it.

Hi, baby. What's going on? You been good?

I just wanted to let you know that I'm free tonight.

So I was thinking we could meet up around ten?

Isa, he's not stupid.

I know he's not stupid.

But he wants me really badly. He'll come.

Trust me.

- Omar, can you talk her out of... - Iván, we can't go to the police.

- Trust Isa. - No, damn it! Isa!

Isa! Isa, wait!

♪ You don't need to be brave ♪

♪ I love those tears on your face... ♪

I'm not leaving you alone with him,

so you'll have to find another solution.

If you don't want to leave me, then help me.

Okay, how?

Mm, we hang out for a while, and then, you appear, you grab Luis.

Oh! Minor overdose, and he's dead.

Have you lost your damn mind?

I think you've gone completely mental. You wanna fuck up your life?

Mi amor, you know Cruz9 is yours, not mine.

My part in it is nothing but debts. My mom? Cut me out.

My father? My life's pretty fucked up as it is.

I wouldn't say that. Come on.

- You're also... - It's all right.

I'll get two glasses of champagne, and we'll just chill.

They'll serve us here.

I need the workout. I'll do squats on the stairs.

Thank you.

♪ The sky is black and wide and deep ♪

♪ With shards of bright stars so clear ♪

♪ It breaks ♪

♪ My heart ♪

♪ And we will meet again... ♪

I love you. I love you.

♪ We will never be too far ♪

♪ Apart ♪

Hey, aren't you movin' a little fast?

♪ So I wait... ♪

Sorry. Sorry.

I didn't mean you had to leave already.

♪ I had to say ♪

♪ I should've said stay... ♪

You okay, dude?

I just kissed Joel.

But it wasn't, 'cause I'll never be able to kiss him again.

Guys, really love each other.

Because life is like that.

Before you realize, it's too late.

All right, let's film.

Right here?

Sure. Weren't you doing live broadcasts earlier?

It's a more authentic depiction of our school.

Let's see, we're supposed to talk about the future?

Well, I don't know what my future looks like.

But it's a hell of a lot better than the one I had a year ago.

And all thanks to my cousin and his family,

who took me in and took care of me, despite all my flaws

and all my quirks.

I know that a lot of people now hate Las Encinas

because of everything it represents and all that,

but, to me, it's meant the world.

All because you were there, and you brought me with you.

I love you, dude.

And thank you.

I'm forgiven?

I mean, yeah, weren't you asking for that?

I've made your life miserable.

And despite all that, you've always been there.

All right, Sara cut the video.

No, no, no, no, no!

Let the whole world know, dude. I love you!

I don't know what'll become of me, especially now that I'm moving out.

But you'll always be part of me.

For all time.

I know that a lot of people now hate Las Encinas

because of everything it represents and all that,

but, to me, it's meant the world.

In the end, Luis won't pay for this. And neither will the siblings.

Las Encinas and Alumni will keep existing,

and nothing will change.

Well, at least those of us

who are not corrupt can still be honest and dignified.

Or obedient.

So we don't rock the boat.

Nadia, if we don't do anything to change things, nothing ever will.

But if the problem is structural, then it's not enough

to punish actions one by one.

We'd have to find and eradicate the root cause.

And that's really hard.

Takes a long time and struggle.

Let's eat.

Omar, where are you going?

Here's to you. 'Cause you deserve it.

So, you're moving out of Nico's?

Yeah, I've abused them enough. But I'm not going far.

Okay.

Because you and I have plans.

Yes, we do.

But we don't need to talk about them right now.

No?

Want to go?

Yeah, this is good too.

- Hmm? - I said, this is good too.

But you didn't bring me here just to shut me up, did you?

Uh-uh.

Wait, look. Isa gave me this.

She says fucking on X is, whew!

Want it?

I'm good. I really don't need it. I'm good with just you. And you?

Mm-hmm.

I'm not feelin' this.

Always taking drugs at school And while fuckin'.

- And at the club, y'know? - Okay, okay, okay. We don't have to. Look...

What if we filmed ourselves and sent it to Sara?

I mean, trying to document Las Encinas with no boning?

It's not very realistic.

I'm messing with you, silly!

Fuck me like you'll never see me again.

Wait, what? What's this?

I'm just playing.

Chill out. I got too into it, okay?

It's just that, since we're not filming ourselves

or taking drugs...

I'm messing with you again.

Dude, I could eat that silly face of yours.

I love you.

Merda...

Isa...

Hi there. How 'bout a drink?

Or two.

- You gonna handcuff me? - Want that?

No.

My house, my rules.

Put 'em back. With me, you won't need them to have a good time.

Trust me.

If I trusted people like you, I'd be dead by now.

Okay. You play my game for a while, then I'll play yours.

Get naked.

♪ You were meant for me ♪

♪ And I, for you ♪

♪ It's Lynks, don't you blink ♪ ♪ Don't you even try to wink ♪

♪ I'm about to let you know ♪ ♪ Exactly what this Lynks thinks ♪

♪ Take a sip of your drink ♪ ♪ Then I throw it in the sink ♪

♪ This is what happens ♪ ♪ When you give a mic to a twink... ♪

Sara!

♪ "Why do you wear that mask, Lynks?" ♪

♪ Well, if I didn't ♪ ♪ Every one of you would wanna fuck me... ♪

I need you to do me a favor.

- Let's live stream right now. - Okay?

Okay. But let's go someplace quieter.

Now that you're graduating,

I don't know what you learned at Las Encinas.

All I can tell you is what I learned.

That all rich bastards cover up for each other.

They know how to do it.

Otherwise, how do you explain that at this shit school,

there have been overdoses,

sexual assaults, students killed, and none of that has made the news?

I don't understand.

Why do your parents keep enrolling you here?

They killed my friend Samuel.

And his girlfriend, Marina.

Iván and I both almost died.

And those fascist siblings and Alumni caused the death of Joel.

They might not have killed him, but they may as well have.

The poison released by this school touches everything and corrupts it.

Seriously, is no one going to do anything to stop this?

Your kids' future isn't worth it?

How many more must die?

How many more have to suffer before we put an end to this?

I need to add a video as well.

Can you upload it?

You think I'm an idiot?

Huh?

You wanna seduce me so I'll end up confessing

to a crime you think I'm guilty of.

No...

No, no, baby.

This is more like... like the last meal.

- Uh-huh... - They give to those on death row.

And I'm that meal.

What was your plan, huh?

Kill me from an overdose, no?

Because now that's how you're gonna die, you little fucking bitch!

And you know what? No one's even gonna care.

The poor little rich girl, in ruins.

Addicted to all sorts of shit, drowning in all of her debts.

The prostitution ring, the death of her father,

everyone will understand why you wanted it all to end.

But I'm not gonna do it with a needle.

You're more into this fuckin' pink shit, aren't you?

Oh, look at that. Laced with fentanyl and GHB.

So unfortunate what happened to her.

Open your mouth. Open your mouth, you slut!

Hey...

Hey, wake up.

We gotta have a good time before I finish you off.

Isa...

Isa...

Hey. Hello.

Let's just fuck and get down to it.

I'm gonna give you a little bit of this to help you relax.

Open your mouth.

Open your mouth. Isa, open your mouth!

C'mon. Stop... Open your mouth!

Yeah, that's it.

Open... Open...

Yeah.

Where the hell is Luis?

Hey!

Hey.

Hey...

Hey! Wake up!

Wake up, hey!

Hey, wake up. Wake up!

Are you all right?

Isa...

Isa...

Isa!

Open the door, for fuck's sake!

Isa!

What the fuck are you doing? Luis, get off of her!

Luena, she took drugs and passed out. I don't know what she took.

- Call an ambulance! - Shut up!

No, no. You're making a mistake! Fuck! I had nothing to do with this!

- Can't you see she needs help? - Isa!

- You're under arrest for murder. - No, no...

You have the right to remain silent.

- Anything you say may be used against you. - Isa. Hey.

- Isa. Hey, hey. - Isa!

- Isa! - Isa, wake up.

- Isa. - Put your clothes on.

Isa...

Isa...

Isa.

Know what's the matter with you?

You're just a fucking mediocre piece of shit

who came into our lives, desperate to have it all.

You thought

if an entitled, spoiled, little brat like me could have it,

then so could you.

But you know what? No.

Because even if you're up to your eyeballs

in coke, X, fentanyl, or any kind of drug or pill you fucking try,

you will never ever be able to get on our level.

Enjoy your last meal, Luis.

- Oh fuck! - Come on. Let's go.

- You bitch, what have you done? - Yeah. Move it.

- You're making a mistake! - Move it.

- Hey. Are you all right? - Yeah.

Luis?

Call an ambulance, now.

Sara?

I think you wanted this.

Do whatever you want with it.

Wait, what?

I was planning on using it to help me get documented, but...

but now I don't care.

And I think it's about time

we all started trying to do the right thing.

If I have to leave the country, I'll leave.

Looking for Chloe?

Yeah. Have you seen her?

I'm assuming she ran off.

I sent her a video, and she must not have liked it.

Tell her I'm coming for them.

For her and her mother. Both of them.

Careful, that's fragile.

And it has to arrive intact in Milan.

They're so excited for our arrival.

Jesus, Emi.

MOVERS INTERNATIONAL SHIPPING

You were just gonna leave, weren't you?

No. Just for a couple of days.

Chloe, the video of your mother, Sara has it now.

I know, but...

It was inevitable. I knew we'd leave eventually.

I'm used to it.

You know I would spend the rest of my life with you.

You know that?

Let me come.

I'll go with you.

Mama?

Honey, you don't want that, trust me.

Besides, don't think of this as a goodbye.

If it's meant to be, you'll meet again. Hmm?

Let's get goin'. We need to hit the road.

How are you?

But I don't understand why he can't come with us.

All this pain won't last. It will go away. Believe me.

And isn't it important to once and for all set down roots somewhere?

Let him do the same with his aunt and uncle and Nico.

I'll make sure you see each other again.

Hmm? Sooner than you think.

Okay, honey?

Okay?

But right now, I need you to give me this trip, all right?

Just the two of us. Okay?

'Kay.

Now, put on your seat belt.

Let's go.

I wanted you to hear this from me firsthand.

This is all thanks to you, Omar.

And, well, I'll give myself credit too

because I'll be contributing to the cause

and giving you all the files of scathing information about this school

that I have in storage.

I'm fucking sick of being their little puppet.

Dear students.

After an emergency meeting that was held yesterday

with all the members of the board and the parent-teacher association,

effective immediately,

I am hereby announcing the closure of Las Encinas.

What about our exams? Do we automatically pass?

To ensure that you are able to sit for your final exams,

we have reached an agreement with a public high school.

Did she say "public"?

The board will make themselves available to you

to answer any questions or queries that you may have.

It's over.

SAN ESTEBAN HIGH SCHOOL

Is this a school or daycare? These are teenagers?

They're all sort of so tiny, you know?

No, honey, they're our age.

Guys, it's this way, I think.

Oh, hi. How are you? You good? Good.

I have a question.

I gotta take something in the bathroom

to take the edge off 'cause I am stressing out here.

- Where do I go? - Over there.

Want some, hon?

No.

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