Original subtitles

-Will you miss me? -I won't because I'm not leaving.

PREVIOUSLY

I am familiar with the people I know.

-I won't get to know you, believe me. -[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

Wilson, my dad can be very stubborn.

I've seen worse.

Your sergeant would have been covering up a crime.

But I love you.

And I love you. But we can't.

-What happened, Gracia? -I came to my senses.

I'm so sorry that I've hurt you so much. Please, forgive me.

Agree to marry me again.

Mom, did Gracia leave Miguel because of you?

-Yes. -How did you do it?

-You don't want to know, Esther. -Miguel, you don't deserve her.

You think you have a chance with her if we don't get back together?

-I want to stay together. -Right now, I'm the happiest man alive.

He brought me up here to ask me to go ahead with the wedding.

It's time to leave some things in the past and look forward to the future.

[♪ music concludes]

[♪ theme music playing]

RETURN TO LAS SABINAS

[♪ theme music concludes]

-[bells tolling] -[birds chirping]

[Paca sighs deeply]

I'm worried about the lack of space.

[Álex] There isn't much we can do. The chapel is the way it is.

We don't want a huge crowd, anyway.

And Father Alberto? I hoped he would make it to the rehearsal.

Alberto is in charge of several parishes. He's in San Luis today.

But he will officiate the ceremony, won't he?

Yes. Don't worry.

Well, you will have to do for today.

[laughs] Yes, of course.

I mean, after what your lawyer did to my sister,

I should tell you to beat it.

So, you should consider this an act of good will.

-[♪ pensive instrumental music playing] -Alejandro.

I didn't mean to put you down. I apologize if it came across that way.

I'm a perfectionist, and my only daughter is getting married.

That's why I get so pushy.

Nothing can go wrong.

-It will go well. I'll go set up. -Mm.

Honestly, Esther and I would prefer a civil wedding.

A wedding at the town hall?

What next? A reception at the local park?

We have to compromise.

Not when my daughter is getting married.

Esther will have the wedding she deserves. No expense will be spared.

[Miguel] So, the bride and groom don't have a say in the matter.

That depends.

You're going out on the town over 2000 kilometers away,

just a few days before the wedding, when there's still so much to do.

It's my bachelor party.

And it was Esther who suggested

I get together with a few friends from Scotland.

Mm. She's too nice for her own good.

Thank God I'm still around.

[door opens]

[♪ romantic instrumental music playing]

-[Paca] You're late. -[Esther] I know. I'm sorry.

There were two emergencies at the hospital.

-[kisses] -[Esther] I couldn't leave any sooner.

And you? You look like you've seen the ghost of San Jenaro.

-I'm so happy you're here. -[Esther chuckles]

[sighs loudly]

-[♪ soft instrumental music playing] -Right...

Hello, Álex.

[birds chirping]

Good morning.

-Have you had a good breakfast? -Yes.

-And you, Lucas? -I'm not hungry.

I can't eat either when I'm nervous.

I'm not nervous. I'm just not hungry.

Well, I'm a little nervous.

That's normal, but I hope you're excited as well.

Yes, to meet new people.

I don't want to meet anyone.

You won't make any friends with that attitude.

My friends are in Madrid, Mom.

You can make friends anywhere.

Give them a chance, okay?

Treat this like a new opportunity instead of a punishment.

Come on! You guys are wonderful and will do great.

Don't be late on your first day. Go on.

Good luck!

[sighs]

You'll be alone today. I'm spending the day at El Acebuche.

Don't worry, I'll hold the fort.

Make sure the workers don't take too long on their lunch break.

[laughs]

I mean it.

I know. That's the worst part.

Don't worry, boss. You trust me, right?

No.

-You do trust me. -[laughs]

It's rare mornings are so joyful in this house.

Joyful and willing to work. Right, Richi?

Right. So much.

-[Paloma laughs] Come on. -[Richi] Sure.

-What's his deal? -Mm!

He's working hard.

He's not the only one.

Your light was on at 6:00 a.m.

Between the firm, Atenor Forest and the farm, I need to start early.

Right. It's complicated.

Well, we've started sowing, but there's still no water.

It's probably due to the bureaucracy. It's just a matter of time.

The problem is we don't have time. We need water or the seeds will spoil.

Mm. I've being doing some math. The problem with farming

is that it takes months for the profits to come in.

-Yeah. If it works, which isn't certain. -Exactly.

We need a strategy for short and mid-term profits.

Any ideas?

To lease the land we're not using.

[sighs deeply] Really?

-I don't want to share land. -It's not sharing.

No, it's having a stranger nearby doing exactly what you're doing.

-We'll discuss it later. -Yes, good idea.

-We don't have to decide right now. -I know. I'm sorry.

I'm just a little overwhelmed.

Esther's party is just what we need.

I'm excited that you're going, too.

We haven't even had a beer together since we came back to town.

About that, the thing is...

I'm so busy--

Ah! No, you're not getting out of this one.

Enough slaving away and bad news. This evening, we'll let our hair down.

Hmm?

I don't know if I'm comfortable with going.

Esther invited you to bury the hatchet.

Are you going spite her by not coming?

[exhales]

[indistinct chatter]

I don't think Gracia should be there. It's like she mocking us.

I mean, it's shocking enough that she's coming to the wedding.

But the bachelorette party as well?

Esther invited her. Don't give it any more thought.

Of course I will, Paca.

Imagine having to toast with her, chat with her, smile...

I don't know if it's worth going anymore.

Dear friend, not only do I want you there, but I want you on your best behavior.

-Even for the Molina girl. -I don't know if I can fake it, Paca.

Think of Esther.

After all she's been through, she deserves everything to go perfectly.

That's the point. It's her day.

Why spend it with the witch that almost ruined her wedding?

The matter is settled. I won't discuss it any further.

-Those who stir the pot, lick the spoon. -[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

-[scoffs] -Your son is marrying my daughter.

They will live happily ever after or my name isn't Paca.

-That's why I don't get-- -Enough, Silvia, please.

I had to overcome so many obstacles to make this wedding happen.

Please don't be another one.

[♪ music ends]

Airports are on strike in Scotland. All flights have been cancelled.

-You're joking. -[Tano] Mm-mm.

-[Miguel] So what now? -We can't make it to Edinburgh.

Are you sure? There's no connections?

No flights to the north of England? Anything at all?

[Tano] Nothing. I talked to your pal, uh, Archie.

-Is that his name? Archie? -Archie.

He said there's no way. I looked at all our options and it's not possible.

-What about the money for the hotels? -The bookings are non-refundable.

I told your friends to use them if they want,

but my English is terrible, so I'm not sure they understood.

I'll call Archie later, but I'm sure they wouldn't miss a party for the world.

-[Miguel sighs heavily] -Well, do you know what?

We can have our party, too.

You'll have two bachelor parties. One there... in spirit.

And one here, in person.

-Here? -Mm-hmm.

Where? [chuckles] How should I...?

Mom is going to Esther's party.

At Casa Larrea?

That way you can walk home later.

[indistinct chatter]

Look, that's Lucía. Remember her?

[Lucas] Yeah. Do you remember I don't like her?

-Hey, Lucía. -Shut up.

[speaks indistinctly]

-You shouldn't have done that. -What? [laughs] You're blushing.

-You're an idiot. -[Julia laughs]

You're Emilio Molina's grandson, right?

Hundred-euro shoes,

-new backpack, brand-name jacket... -Why? Do you have a store?

Yes, selling punches to faces. Do you want one?

Hello, Nico. Making friends?

This preppy guy wants to show off his money.

Right. When you don't pay, you can be rich.

-What do you mean? -Come on. Let's go.

No, let him explain. What's your problem?

My problem is that my dad worked at Las Sabinas for many years.

Until your selfish grandpa stopped paying him.

Not my problem. I didn't know my grandpa.

-I lived in Madrid. -"I lived in Madriz."

"Madriz".

Are you gonna brag about that, too?

You're such a show-off.

Whatever, dude. You have issues.

Uh, are you crazy or what?

You know how hard it was for my dad and my family.

Now I have to see this asshole around every day?

-[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing] -[Núñez] You file it...

Okay? Put it with the recent files...

[speaking indistinctly]

[Núñez] Okay? I think that should be it, right?

Sir.

Just a reminder that I'm off this afternoon for Esther's party.

I've already run it by Arana.

Yes. It's all right with me.

-[Manuela laughs] -Good. Have fun.

Don't drink too much.

I won't. [laughs]

-I'll get it done. -Right.

Everything okay?

[laughs] Great. Why?

I don't know. You just seem a little stressed lately.

You even took an afternoon off for personal stuff.

[laughs] Just like you are today, right?

[Manuela] Yes, yes. [laughs]

But you've never done that in all the time I've known you.

And?

Nothing.

I just wanted to check if there were any problems.

No. Not at all.

[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

Because if there were, you know you can count on me, right?

I know, Manuela. But I'll say it again.

Nothing is wrong. Mm?

Do you want your afternoon off?

-Yes. -Then go.

-Back to work. -Yes, sir.

[Núñez] Go on then.

[Miguel] The total hours worked for the paychecks.

[paper rustling]

Miguel, none of this makes sense.

If we continue like this, El Acebuche will suffer.

You're right. It's neither a pleasant nor efficient way to work.

Look.

Whether we like each other or not, we're professionals.

We've always behaved professionally, right?

You're absolutely right.

As far as I am concerned, the hostilities are over.

At least, during working hours. [chuckles]

[chuckles softly]

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

By the way,

I haven't congratulated you yet on your wedding.

Congratulations.

Esther seems very happy.

Thank you, Tomás.

By the way, it's the bachelor party this afternoon.

If you have nothing better to do...

Wasn't it in Scotland?

We had to cancel the trip in the end.

We're having it at Casa Larrea.

Sure.

Sure. Of course. I'll drop by.

-[birds chirping] -[cicadas chittering]

How were your classes?

A real pain.

Hey, my parents are out tonight.

Do you want to spend the night?

I can't. It's Esther's bachelorette party.

You'd rather party with grandmas than spend time with me?

When you put like that...

[Nico] Mm?

[laughs] Stop, you're tickling me. Stop, everyone can see us.

I'll stop when you say yes.

Yes.

Hello. I've made five new friends.

-And you? -Zero.

And I can't find my jacket.

You must have left it somewhere.

-Where did you see it last? -I don't know.

In class, I guess. I left it on the chair.

Is that it?

[indistinct chatter]

[Lucas] Let's go.

[Lucía] Totally.

[door closing]

[Trini humming]

-Hello! -[Paloma] Trini, how are you?

-[Gracia] Hello. -I'm good.

Wow, Trini. This looks great.

-[Trini laughs] -What is it?

Sobrasada with a special touch.

-Oh! -It sounds delicious.

Tomato jam with a touch of peppermint.

It sounds good.

[Trini] I found it online.

We have tomato and peppermint at Las Sabinas, Trini.

I know, but that one is ready-made.

It's from a wonderful store in Barcelona.

It won't break the bank.

They don't charge for shipping.

Every month they send a whole catalog showing what's on sale...

-[Trini continues speaking] -[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

-[birds chirping] -[♪ music concludes]

Wow! Look at you!

Soon you'll be running laps around the house.

I'm just glad to be back upstairs in my bedroom.

You slept like a sultan on your folding bed.

Sleeping in the dining room where everyone can see. Sure, a sultan.

-Sultan, lie down in your place! -[laughs]

Since you're in such a good mood,

me and Paloma were discussing something earlier and would like your opinion, too.

Let's hear it.

-It might yet ruin my mood. -No.

-[Emilio pants] -[Gracia] Oh.

Look. To make Las Sabinas work, we need different sources of income.

Instead of just farming, we can also produce.

Produce? What?

Anything we want.

Tomatoes, aromatic herbs, jams, preserves...

Your mother used to make a tart with tomato jam and black pepper.

That's right. It was delicious.

Right. She crafted the jam herself.

That's what we'll do.

The produce from the farm is great, Dad.

Why should others process it?

Vegetable soup, compotes... We could make all kinds of things.

[exhales] I don't know. I think it's too risky.

There's the initial investment, overheads, providers... It's too much hassle.

It's better to keep going slow and steady.

Mm-hmm.

We're living in the 21st century and the farm is stuck in the 19th.

You want me to run when I'm just learning to walk again.

I can't think about business right now. My health is my priority.

When I can move better, we'll get rid of the caretaker.

I'm tired of him smothering me all day.

Plus, it'll save money. He charges a lot.

Wilson is key to your recovery.

And he doesn't charge a lot, considering what he puts up with.

-What does he put with? -[laughs]

I'm ready. Shall we?

-[Gracia] Let's go. -Dad.

How do we look?

Gorgeous, beautiful, divine.

It's a pity you look so nice to walk into the viper's nest.

-Oh, come on. -Right.

-Come on. -Take care, grumpy.

-We won't be late. -[Emilio grumbles]

-[Gracia speaks indistinctly] -[Paloma chuckles]

[Emilio grumbles]

-Hi. -Hi.

-Do you need help? -Oh.

Yes, please. The damn thing is fighting me.

-[Lucía] Done. -Thank you.

-[Lucía] You look so pretty. -Thanks.

The guests will be here soon.

I'm glad you finally came.

Do you mind if I don't stay?

Why? You not feeling up for it?

No, of course I am.

But Nora invited me to stay over.

Does it have to be tonight?

It's the only night she's free. She's busy, and so am I.

Mm. I don't know, sweetheart. It won't be the same without you.

-It'll be better. -Don't even joke about that.

No, really. Think about it.

Partying with my grandma and Paca?

What a bummer.

[laughs]

Go on. Go with Nora.

[Lucía] Thanks. You're the best.

-Bye. -[Lucía] Bye.

[sighs]

[♪ mellow pop song playing]

♪ Our dreams have come true ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ 'Cause we'll be all right ♪

♪ How can I make it up to you ♪

♪ When we're alone? ♪

[Gracia sighs]

♪ We'll spend our days together, babe... ♪

I told you it wouldn't be easy.

Here.

Hold it. I'm going to the restroom.

You'll have to mingle.

[groans]

♪ I'm going home ♪

♪ I'm going home ♪

♪ We'll drive your car ♪

♪ Enjoy the seaside, running ♪

♪ Baby, the start... ♪

[♪ somber bagpipe melody playing]

This music is wild, right?

It's cool.

And the decor is great too, Tano.

You've organized an amazing party.

Mm. Good.

Good, good, good!

Come on, we're just warming up. This is just the beginning.

I've got some single malt whisky. Listen up, 16 years old.

Straight from the Isle of Skye.

-[whistles] -[laughing]

[imitating a Scottish accent] Spectacular.

[all laughing]

-[Tano] Okay, how many people? -Seven.

[Tano] Good. Seven. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Let's go. Here you go, lad.

One for you.

Very good.

-Thank you. -[Tano] You're welcome.

Come on, brother. The big one's for you.

A toast to the best brother in the world.

He held on like a titan,

but, I'm sorry, we're kicking you out of our exclusive club

of single guys of Manterana.

Here's to one less bachelor. To Miguel!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

-To Miguel. -[Miguel] Thank you.

Hello.

[guests] Hi!

-[excited chatter] -[♪ upbeat pop music playing]

-Girls, say "hi." -Hi!

[laughing]

[indistinct chatter]

I'm so glad you came.

-Me, too. -Thank you.

[Pilar] Esther! Esther, Esther.

There was an accident.

[Esther] What happened?

I think he's been hit in the chest by a tree branch.

Excuse me, I'm going to examine him.

That's right, doctor. I'm all... yours.

[guests scream]

[laughing]

The girls are probably tucking bills into some hot guy's thong by now.

The other party has a stripper?

Pilar says it was the boss's idea.

-Paca hired him. -[Tano] Really?

That just what I needed.

A sixty-year-old woman organizes better parties than me.

I wasn't expecting that.

Girls go crazy for those muscly guys.

I don't think Esther will.

[laughs] Why? Is she made of stone?

[Miguel] No, it's too tacky for her.

Oh! [laughs]

I think you're wrong, Miguel.

What do you know? Huh?

I would watch out if I were you.

Esther is spending time with a hot guy.

-You never know what might happen. -What's your problem, asshole?

Chill, dude. I was just joking.

-Well, it's not funny. -Oh.

Leave Esther alone. And me too, for that matter.

Okay. I'll drop it.

Poor Esther. She could even the score today. She has every right to.

[laughs]

[Jiménez] Hey, hey! Stop!

-It was a joke. -[overlapping chatter]

-I was joking. -[Miguel] A joke, huh?

[Tomás laughs]

-[Miguel] He's still laughing. -Enough.

-Okay. -Ignore him.

-Okay. -You know how he gets.

[♪ sensual pop music playing]

[guests screaming]

[guest] Hottie!

[guest] Wow! Yeah!

[guests cheering]

[♪ pensive bagpipe melody playing]

Miguel.

I'm sorry. I was being an idiot. I apologize.

If you want, I can leave.

No. Don't worry. Forget about it.

All right.

[Tano] That's it. That's the right attitude.

Come on! Let the party continue!

[door closes]

Who died?

No one, yet.

Richi, I'm sorry, but we're closed. It's my brother's bachelor party.

You call this a bachelor party? [laughs] It's looks more like a wake.

Damn it. Okay, I give up. Any ideas? Huh? Any suggestions?

All right. Come with Uncle Richi.

-[♪ upbeat funk music playing] -[speaks indistinctly]

[all cheering]

[♪ music ends]

It was...

Where the hell was it?

No. Here?

No.

No.

Maybe here. No, not here, either.

[drawers opening and closing]

Here it is.

Here it is.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[Emilio mutters]

TOMATO AND PEPPER JAM TART

This is it.

This is it.

Okay, let's go.

Salt.

Here. Eggs?

This...

Let's see... [grunts]

That's it.

[grunts]

Damn...

Damn it! [pants]

What are you doing, Don Emilio?

Don't move. Please, let me.

[Emilio] Leave me alone. I can do it.

[Wilson] What were you trying to do?

Cooking. Can I not do that?

It depends what it is.

These are not ingredients for a salad.

You're a quick one.

It's for a tart, am I right?

[grumbles]

You know you can't have pastries.

I wasn't going to eat it.

Don't... Don't lie to me.

I'm telling the truth.

Why are you making a tart, then?

That's none of your business.

Of course it is.

Monitoring your diet is part of my job.

Put that down, please.

And let you stuff yourself with sugar? No way.

Don't put it away, please.

I was trying to make a dessert that reminds me of my wife.

Since the girls have been back, I can't stop thinking about her.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music continues]

Okay.

Get two aprons and let's make that tart.

Okay. Let's see what it says.

-[♪ animated salsa music playing] -[excited chatter]

Can I have one?

Yes, of course.

Are you having fun, Gracia?

Yes, lots. And you?

I'm doing great. Of course.

It's my daughter.

But for you, she's the woman who will marry the love of your life.

Something to consider.

Something else to consider.

She's marrying a man who killed his father.

Don't you care about that?

Just so you know, if Miguel hadn't done what he did,

she wouldn't be here today.

There's a lot you don't know.

Everything all right?

-[Gracia] Sure. -[Paca] Great. Just gossiping.

[Gracia] Something like that.

-But I'm going to head off. -So soon?

Yes. I'm beat, and I have so much to do tomorrow.

All right. Thanks for coming.

No, thanks to you.

-Bye. -Bye.

Bye, Paca.

[guest laughs]

What did you say?

Nothing. We were just saying that the dancer was very handsome.

Can I swap this flavorless drink with a glass of brandy?

Forget I said anything.

Mm. The tart is starting to smell delicious.

Yes.

The scent of times past.

When my wife was alive...

-[♪ somber instrumental music playing] -...and the family was close.

At least your daughters are here.

Right. The only good thing about this damned illness.

It brought them back home.

Well, I haven't seen my loved ones in over five years.

Flights are expensive. I send them every extra euro. Nothing to be done.

It must be hard.

It is, Don Emilio. It is.

Consider yourself a lucky man.

Wilson, I know it can be hard to deal with me sometimes.

I can be a real pain in the ass.

And, well, you know. You know what I'm trying to say.

[laughs] You're so eloquent.

Damn it! I'm trying to thank you.

You're welcome. It's my pleasure to help you.

Don't overdo it.

[laughs]

[glasses clinking]

We'll need to get new shot glasses for Mom.

[Tano] Don't worry, I'll do it.

[laughs] Oh, I'm sorry. God.

I'm sorry about the party. It was a mess. Not what I had in mind.

What are you talking about? We had a great time.

Well...

At least the Tomás thing didn't go too far.

[glass scraping]

Hey.

Do you think... [exhales]

Do you think Tomás's problem is that he really likes Esther?

[laughs]

That's why he's so upset.

Unrequited love is the worst.

He's a big boy. He'll survive.

Sure, sure.

What matters is that you and I had fun together.

We deserved it, right?

-By the way... -Mm?

I want you to be the godfather of our first son.

Is Esther pregnant?

No, not yet. But soon. We've discussed it, and...

It'll be an honor, brother.

-[both laugh] -[Miguel kisses]

I'm so happy.

[cell phone ringing]

Speaking of the future mother of my children.

[laughs] Knowing those girls, they're probably still partying.

They're sending pictures.

-Let me see. -Here.

Oh! She's so daring.

Sure, they're having fun, but not like us.

-[Miguel] Huh? -[Tano] No way.

[Tano] On the other hand, I haven't seen the stripper.

[both laugh]

Good. I don't want to see him.

[chuckles]

Oh...

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

[Tano] She looks so pretty.

-I mean Esther. She looks so pretty. -Yes, she does.

[laughs]

-[♪ music fades] -[footsteps approaching]

[chuckles] Well, isn't this a sight? [laughs]

Tart and whiskey. It's the meal of champions.

It's the one mom used to make.

[Paloma] That's right.

With tomato jam and bit of black pepper.

It's been so long, Gracia. Who made it?

No idea. It was here when I came back from Miguel's party.

It looked so good.

I couldn't resist. Do you want some? It's incredible.

Yes, I do. The hors d'oeuvres at the party weren't very filling.

I'm going to bed, okay? I'm pretty tired.

-Okay. Good night. -Good night.

Bye. Here you go, 600 calories.

Asshole... [laughs]

And you're drinking whisky, too.

It's an amazing pairing, no joke. Want some?

Mm... Yeah.

-Yeah. [laughs] -[laughs]

A little bit.

Some people get married, others pair together.

Pair together, that's right.

Pairing together.

[♪ pleasant instrumental music playing]

It's... [coughs]

-[laughs] -I'm out of practice.

-[both laugh] -[♪ music ends]

-[crickets chittering] -[owl hooting]

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

But, Miguel--

I want to live in a house far away with you and our children.

Start over again.

And I never want to leave your side ever again.

Tell me what you want.

I want that house to be spacious and full of light.

I want to wake up next to you every day

and go to bed with you every night.

So, let's do it. Let's do it now.

-Tonight. Tomorrow. -But--

We'll leave next week. You, Julia, Lucas, Lucía and I.

So suddenly?

Haven't we lost enough time already?

[♪ music concludes]

[crickets chittering]

[♪ melancholic instrumental music resumes]

Yesterday is not today, Miguel.

And Esther, Lucía, Lucas, Julia, they are...

They're waiting for us to wake up.

How much longer are we gonna make them suffer?

I don't believe you.

What happened, Gracia?

-I've come to my senses. -That's nonsense.

Tell me. I know something's happened.

I just that I've reflected on things like an adult.

You should do the same.

-Gracia-- -[Gracia] You're wrong.

I'm sorry, but I don't love you that way.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music intensifies]

[♪ melancholic instrumental music falls]

[cell phone vibrating]

[♪ music ends]

[exhales deeply]

[distant laughter]

[Paloma speaking indistinctly]

[Paloma and Richi speak indistinctly]

[Paloma laughs]

[Paloma and Richi continue speaking]

[door opens]

[♪ melancholic instrumental music continues]

What are you doing here? It's really late.

Nothing. I wanted to see you.

You've been drinking.

Yes, I know what I've been doing.

[pants] Just say what you came here to say and I'll go back to bed.

Come. Sit.

[Gracia exhales]

I've been thinking.

A lot. And... I can't marry Esther...

until I get closure with you.

There is plenty of closure. Go to bed and get married.

No, Gracia.

I almost went crazy analyzing what happened in the cabin.

-Still with that? Please. -I just can't believe it.

I don't believe your reasons for leaving me.

You don't need to believe them. You need to accept them.

I know you're hiding something.

Why can't you just accept it?

There's no ulterior motive. I don't love you, Miguel.

That's the part I don't buy.

It's not pride or stubbornness. It's just that I was there.

When we were together, you were holding me, saying you loved me.

I know that was real.

Just like it was real when I told you.

What happened to all of that? Tell me, did it just disappear?

It was real.

The realest thing I've ever felt. I know you felt it, too.

Neither you nor anyone else can change my mind.

I can't do this forever. I'm begging you, I just can't.

Gracia.

Look me in the eye.

Tell me you didn't feel anything and I'll leave you alone forever.

I swear.

[sobs]

Then tell me the truth.

What happened?

Why did you end what we had?

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Subtitle translation by Julia Velasco Espejo