01x04 - La bifurcación

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Wouldn't you like to go to the North Pole?

To the Calderón Foundation?

To the North Pole?
And freeze like penguins? No way.

Penguins live at the South Pole, stupid.

My parents informed me
that Pompilio found a lost journal.

It was my great-great-great-grandfather's.

It's about this trip to another dimension
with a guy named Jules Verde.

Do you mean "Jules Verne"? It's a novel.

According to Pompilio,

there are portals around the world
to enter that dimension.

And one of them,
supposedly, is in this area.

That's why Pompilio opened his camp here.

And there's another portal
at the North Pole, where my parents are.

Do you know the views you would get
if you posted this online?

I have an idea.

We go to the North Pole,
enter the other dimension, and then, boom!

We sh**t a video and get super famous.

What do you say?

Brilliant or what?

Save me! Please, kids, get me out of here!

- I won't last much longer like this!

- Do something!
- I'm trying, I'm trying!

- Hurry up!
- Try harder.

Hurry! Faster!
Before they eat me, petit enfant.

What are you doing, kid?

There goes a great man,
Pompilio Calderón.

What are you using to cut that? A spoon?

- Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!
- Come on! For heaven's sake, cut it off!

Oh, I'm saved!

- Things couldn't get any worse.
- Shh!

It just got worse!
It just got worse!

- Your flashlight, turn it off.

Stop moving.

Spiders can feel our vibrations.

- Shh.

- Shh. Quiet. Shh. Silly dodo.

Don't make a sound.

What are you doing?
Swallow it. Swallow it!

- I'm sorry.

Over here!

Distract the spider!

Kids, kids, hurry up. Get in the chimney!

- Now, now!
- Oh, great idea.

- Hey, wait! Let me lead the way. Me first.

- Hey!

- You first, brave guy.
- Help! Run for your--

You go too, Diego!

- Yes.

Come on.
Get down there quickly.

- The spider's coming! The spider's coming!
- Come down, Diego!

- Come on!

- Jump now! That's an order.
- I have a plan.

- Here! Come and get me.

I'm here! I'm here!
Come on. Come over here!

- Go on.

- Watch out.
- Move, move!

No, wait a sec.

- What's wrong?
- My drone!

Forget it.

Come on, let's go.

- Let's go. Come down!

Quickly!

They're here! They're here!

C'est magnifique, c'est très bien!

What are you doing here?

Pompilio came to rescue you, Grandma.

He's the best and bravest babysitter ever.

He made that quite apparent
especially his bravery, actually.

Come here.

Well, now that you've rescued me,
you can go.

Madame, s'il vous plaît!

I took care of the kids,
you and your grandson handled the spider.

Don't you think that we make a great team?

- Yeah.
- Let us come with you. S'il vous plaît.

- Yes, can he come with us?
- Please, let him come with us!

You heard the kids.
Listen to the garçons.

- Please!
- Please, let him come.

So be it.

Let's go now. You're coming with us. Diego.

- Yes, whenever you want.
- Yes.

Another memory we have to erase.

I need you to sign
the employee termination contract.

I didn't mention that you were fired

so that way your community service report
won't be affected.

All right. I suppose I should be grateful?

Just read it and sign it.

- I wanna settle it and leave.
- Leave for where?

Where you going?

- To the North Pole.
- To the North Pole?

- With Pipe.
- You're messing around, right?

No?

I'll need another copy.
I'll be back later.

What's this?

- Uh-oh.

- The road splits again up ahead.
- Which one should we take, Pola?

Oh, Pompilio
has an absolutely infallible method

that he studied
at the, uh, Université de Paris.

Silence, you big ugly bird.

- Can I choose?
- We need to see which path's hotter.

Why does that matter?

Because it's really hot
at the center of the Earth,

- so the heat will indicate our path.

- Yes. Yes. Let's go. Come on. This way.
- This way.

- Come on. Come on. Let's go.
- Come on.

Allez, allez.

Look what I found.

It looks like Pompilio Calderón,
the owner of the camp,

also knows about the Verne Dimension.
Isn't that strange?

Pompilio has been missing too.
That can't be a coincidence?

We have to inform Pola
that Pompilio is untrustworthy.

Yes. There's no time to waste.

You have to get to the North Pole

and find out
what's disturbing the magnetic field.

- Okay.
- At home you'll find equipment,

maps and some money for the job.

Mom, if I'm going to do this,
I'm going to do it my way.

I'm going to infiltrate
the Calderón family.

This is the end of the cave.
There's no way out.

- Water.
- Water?

We have to get out.

- What do we do now?
- Hold on to your sister.

- Can everyone swim?
- Yes.

This way.

Kids, head for the exit.
You have to find it!

- Help me!
- Be careful.

Hold on tight. Violeta, hold on!

- There.

Better to fly and stay dry, huh?

Diego, hold on to Viole tightly!

- Don't let her go!
- I'm slipping!

I've got her.

There are bubbles coming
out of the ground!

There should be some air down there!

We need to try to break through
the barrier.

You got this. Let's go, kids. Jump!

- Jump harder!

Come on, harder!

Harder! Come on, jump harder!

Don't let go, Violeta!

Harder! Be strong!

Where are we?

I don't know.

The water brought us here.

And the others?

My glasses? Oh, here they are.

- Claudio, where are you?
- Hey! I'm right here, Pompilio.

Where in the devil are we?

I think the water current
dragged us down into this strange swamp.

Pedro.

Pedro!

I had a nightmare.

We were stuck in a cave
and all of a sudden...

Oh, no!

That wasn't a nightmare!

I'm scared. I want my grandma.

- Don't worry.

We have the Clack...

and we know how to get to
the center of the Earth.

- Let's go this way.

Why this way?
The Clack isn't showing anything.

Someone has to make
the decisions right now,

and without Pola here, I decide.

So, follow my lead, okay.

Did we get separated from the others?

Mmm, that's not good.

Calm down, it's okay.
We'll have to look for them.

I can't move at all.

We're sinking.

I think this is quicksand!

- Oh, for heaven's sake, don't shout--
- Help us.

Help us.

This place is giving me bad vibes.

Let's see if the journal
has anything about this.

Oh, I investigated,

and it seems that the only way out
is through the swamp.

Ah, oui? Well, if we have to swim,
then we'll swim.

- Don't go in there--
- You scared us, madame.

The acidic swamp is very corrosive.

- Um, I did not investigate that.
- Really? I had no idea.

What is this?

- Uh-oh.
- No.

That is, um... I-It's my...

my journal. I keep notes on stuff, like,
my activities, the temperature--

- No.
- Um.

This doesn't seem
like a personal journal--

Oh, you're so skeptical, madame.
This journal is personal, very personal.

- It's very personal.
- Very personal.

This is a very interesting map
in this journal.

- Can you make sense of it?
- Yes.

Well, I thought that you looked
extremely familiar.

Oh, well, you know, that's not strange.

- I'm very famous. Super famous.
- Uh-huh.

- Ultra, super, mega-famous.
- The most famous.

We have to get out of here
as soon as possible.

We could be poisoned
or burned if we stay here too long.

- You should put on your oxygen mask.
-Ah, oui, you are right.

I think I can smell the,
uh, sulfur and...

That last thing you smelled was,
uh, me, Pompilio.

Oh! You-- Give me the mask.

- Let's go.
- Hey! Come on.

- Help us.

Don't shout. Don't shout.

We need to get out of here.
Cover your ears.

No, no, for God's sake, please
don't do that. It's not doing anything--

Do you have a better idea
to get out of here?

Yes.

Yes.

No, no, no! Don't do that!

- No! That'll just make us sink!
- Ugh. No, it won't.

Almost like floating in a pool.
Just try it.

- Thank goodness! We're saved!
- Please keep your voice down.

I'm sorry. I owe you one.

- One what?

Nothing. I'm just relieved.

- Why?

This is everyone, right?

- Then let's go.
- Hey-- Listen.

How about all of us split up and look.

- Okay.
- Mauro, you and Evelyn, go that way.

- Okay.
- And, Andrea, you and I can go this way.

Okay.

All right,
let us know if you find anything.

Grandma Pola.

Grandma Pola!

This place is horrible.
Everything looks alike.

We're back where we started.

Feels like we're in a labyrinth,
you know.

I hate labyrinths. In the game,
I miserably fail at that level.

We will find the way out,
but we may have to split up here.

- What if we get lost?
- We already are lost.

- Diego, we should go back.
- No, we have to keep going.

Pedro's right.

Come on, Pedro.

You have to do what I say.
I'm your older brother.

No, Martín is the oldest.
He would go back with us.

- Martín's not here, so I'm in charge.
- No, no, and no.

We listened to you,
and now we're completely lost.

Now it's our turn to lead.

Come on, Pedro.

I know a lot more than you guys.

I've been reading adventure books
for years!

- Did you hear me?

- Huh? Huh?

- Huh?

I can't believe we haven't found them yet.

We're almost at the road.

Diego!

I would have loved to visit
the North Pole.

The Calderón Foundation
works to protect the melting Arctic ice

and finances environmental research.
Mostly stuff like that.

Violeta!

- Environmental research, you believe that?
- Uh-huh.

Pedro!

And what kind of scientific research
do they conduct?

Uh... Not too sure about that.

I'll probably find out soon,

since Pipe wants me to work
at the foundation, but...

Violeta!

You know? I've always wanted to go
to the North Pole.

Why are you stuck on the North Pole?
Aren't you worried about your siblings?

No, just wanted to clear my head a bit.

Mm-hmm.

Being around you brings back memories.

What kind of memories?

We should continue with the search.

Oh, mon Dieu.
Are you sure this is the way, madame?

Yes, I'm sure.

This is extremely dangerous.
We could fall into the swamp.

The swamp is directly in our way.

Therefore, to go forward
we have to go around the swamp.

Hey, my sensors indicate
that the temperature is rising.

That means we're getting close
to the Earth's center.

- This is the right way, madame.

The temperature seems to be rising
too quickly.

I can't see anything.
Let's go back!

No, no, no, no! Impossible.
We've come too far.

Oh, be careful, huh?

-Oui

- Pompilio!

- Don't let me fall, madame!
- I won't. Hold on to the rock!

- Pompilio!
- Don't let me fall!

- Come on, pull harder.
- Hold on, Pompi.

My journal.

- Never let go.

Madame, I don't want to melt
and turn into soup!

Don't worry that won't happen.
Hold on tight and don't let go!

- I'm going to pull harder!

Yes, pull harder. That's it.
That's it!

- Oh, yes, yes, yes!

Oh, no, my journal!
It fell into the swamp!

Merci beaucoup, madame. Merci beaucoup.
You saved my life.

All right. I get it, come on.

- Let's go quickly.
-Oui, oui, oui.

- We have to get out of here.
- Come on, you big ugly bird.

- I'm coming.

There must be a way out somewhere.