01x02 - Castigar

[bunniefuu]

[tense music playing]

[Federico] Democracy was

poorly constructed in this country.

The giving in

and always looking the other way

and just going along with things

that should've been rejected.

Convincing ourselves it was,

um, for the common good,

but it was a mistake.

-Get comfortable. It's a long interview.

-[Federico on TV] …was exploited by many.

The same corrupt oligarchs that are

still around from the days of Franco

have just kept stealing.

They know that nobody's coming after them.

And then later,

even more lowlifes joined the party;

criminals of every kind imaginable.

They had right-wingers, left-wingers,

business owners, politicians.

And now they…

they seem to have my own kids.

What's he saying?

My own children are as rotten

as the rest of them.

And if I'm gonna be honest with you here,

then I must also include them.

I would be a hypocrite if I pretended

that I myself am free from sin.

An old friend of mine recently

made it very clear that

if my children have come to this,

it's because I led them here.

They've seen firsthand

what their father's capable of.

A guy who, himself,

never stops blabbering on about truth…

but who has been lying for years.

[suspenseful theme music playing]

[tires screech]

ROTTEN LEGACY

[music fades]

[panting, barking]

[Isabel] Are you sure about all of this?

[tense music playing]

If you're worried, I did sign an agreement

allowing me to back out.

When are you gonna decide?

'Cause I don't wanna find out

after you're dead.

The inheritance is enough of a headache

without having to deal with your kids.

[Federico] Don't you worry.

I'll handle that.

[Guadalupe] Wait, Dad.

It's a joke, right?

Or have you gone completely insane?

Can we stop this? I mean,

there's still time, isn't there?

Everyone, calm down, all right?

If you wanted our attention,

you've got it.

Stop treating him like a child.

He's carelessly throwing us to the lions.

No, Andrés, he's doing this

just to get our attention.

-Tell them you won't be broadcasting it.

-[Federico] I wish I could.

But the truth is,

ever since I've come home,

all you've done

is give me reasons to broadcast it.

But you weren't even here.

You didn't see what we were going through.

I have also made excuses for my actions.

I've also told myself

it was worth it for the greater good.

But seeing it in my children,

I'm beginning to realize

that the time comes

when there's simply no more greater good.

So you gotta go blow everything up,

and f*ck anybody who gets burned as well.

-Show me I'm wrong about it all.

-[scoffs]

We've got some time.

Yeah, prove it to me.

Show me you can do better.

This interview doesn't

ever have to see the light of day.

It does not if only we can begin

doing things differently.

-Your way.

-No.

Oh no, I'm not saying my way.

My way doesn't work. Neither does yours.

You all had an opportunity,

but you wasted it.

You have to change.

Really? How then?

[pensive music playing]

Manuel doesn't have

any place in this family.

Get a divorce.

[Andrés exhales]

What?

Or get out of politics.

I won't involve myself in your feelings,

but he can't just keep on

freeloading off of you.

[Yolanda] Uh, sorry to butt in,

but you know

you can't force Lupe into doing that.

Don't you worry.

I won't be asking

too much of you, sweetheart.

-[Andrés] Hmm.

-You are who you are.

[Yolanda chuckles]

So leave the board of trustees,

and continue with your soap operas

and room service for one.

That's all you need to do.

[sighs]

All right, man. Let's hear it.

I know you've wanted to say it

since you got here.

You need to resign, Andrés.

I don't recognize you.

Not you or the paper.

I don't see it happening.

You destroying

what took you so long to create.

If this is how you're gonna

manage everything when I'm gone,

I'd prefer to destroy it

rather than leave it to you.

[pensive music continues]

[Andrés] Fine. Fine.

Whatever. It's fine.

If that's what he wants, he'll get it.

How do we get him removed?

[Yolanda scoffs]

Are you serious?

No, I'm joking, like the old man.

If we wanna stop this,

we gotta play as dirty as he does.

So we have to prove

that he wasn't doing well

when he did that interview,

and that none of what he said is reliable.

But wait, wait. He's turning 70,

but he's still fine mentally.

Hang on a minute because

he could be affected by the cancer

more so than we first thought, right?

That's what I'm saying. That's the angle.

That he's not completely of sound mind.

We just need to certify it

with a real doctor.

Dad'll ask for a second opinion.

You'll need a judge

willing to corroborate.

Well, your husband knows a few.

-[Guadalupe sighs]

-[Andrés] All very honorable.

Just those who don't like,

uh, conferences, or free dinners,

or comps at the strip club.

Souls beyond reproach.

So how does it happen?

Uh, we have a trial.

-Say you win, then what?

-What?

What happens to all of us?

What happens to the family?

I mean,

he can blackmail us if he wants to,

but we have all the responsibility

not to go too far

and break up the whole family? Please!

But don't worry. I'll make it work,

and then I'll fill you both in.

[man] It's really an important aspect,

more than its content, right?

Like I was saying, as an example,

that the reading, uh,

is a great illustration of this concept.

All right, now,

I would like to introduce a project

that we'll be doing in the class in pairs.

My God, this professor won't shut up.

Well, you can skip

and go to the cafeteria.

-Or be on your phone.

-[man] Please let me know, all right?

Yes?

We've got ours. Our topic's gonna be on

the social media spectacle phenomenon.

And I'm gonna partner

with Lara Seligman, right here.

[man] Very good, that was quick. Well…

-I love your online… persona.

-[man] In case you're as quick as them…

I especially really love

your bikinis photos, they're amazing.

Are you some kind of a weirdo?

[man] …an election.

As you can see, this post looks like…

Don't give me that kind of look.

Don't act like

you're surprised or something,

like I'm some kinda pig or whatever. No.

If I were a fat slob,

sure, you could think that.

But you know since I'm an attractive guy,

obviously I'm doing it

to make you laugh or, uh, to flatter you.

What if you were doing it?

Imagine it was you

coming to me telling me that

you got yourself off with my photos.

What would be my reaction?

Tell me.

I'd think, "God, what a strange person."

"All my photos make her hot?"

It's all just food I've eaten.

[laughs]

Do you have a fetish?

So we'll go to your house

and work on our assignment.

-[laughs]

-But you'll just wanna cover me in sugar.

-[snickering]

-Or butter, or… crème brûlée,

All right, okay, my God.

-You're pretty funny, it's true.

-Really?

Yes, you are. But I… I have a boyfriend.

Well, good for you. [chuckles]

I'm happy for you.

You both can hang out together.

He can make you feel safe

from all the creeps who approach you

on the first day of class.

And not 'cause they wanna meet new people.

They just want their ba*ls in your mouth.

-[sighs deeply]

-[man] And include the warm feeling.

It feels familiar

so you're more likely to…

You know, I don't really mind them

wanting me to suck on their ba*ls.

If a guy can put up with me,

my crazy ways, and laugh,

then I'm all good.

'Cause I prefer that

over someone who just talks about himself

all the freakin' time.

And steamrolls me with his charisma.

[man] Identify the relevant aspect

we can discuss…

I may appreciate a new friend

who's just like that

[student coughs]

So what do you think?

Can we start working on this tomorrow?

-[laughs]

-[man] …that we can share with the class.

[ominous music playing]

[dog barking]

[dog snarling]

[dog barks]

Lola,

you're a sight for sore eyes, as always.

Stop trying to be charming.

It's never worked.

Federico did an interview for Legacy

where he confesses all his sins.

Including Bruno Escudero.

[ominous music continues]

Now you know

what I have to do Lola, don't you?

It won't be pretty.

Is it ever?

[car door closes]

-[man] Listen.

-[car starts]

You've gotta

get to the producers of Legacy.

With everything. Hear me?

I want that interview. Now.

-[Yolanda] Good morning.

-[cameras clicking]

Thank you for coming

to this press conference,

which was organized

at the… at the last minute.

[cameras continue clicking]

I'm here to announce

I am resigning as director

of the Federico Seligman Foundation.

It is a decision that's been…

that's, um, been very difficult

for me to come to.

But if I'm being totally honest,

I feel the conservatory

deserves to be led

by someone better qualified,

and more… more committed than I am.

[reporter] Does this have anything

to do with the work site?

No. Uh…

Uh… It's got absolutely nothing

to do with the work site.

I mean, construction's going well.

We've got no major issues there, so, uh…

Well, they have experienced a few delays.

-But that's all quite normal, but…

-[man] Excuse me!

But I mean, like, for example,

when you have renovations done

on… on your house,

it's, uh, it's never done on time, right?

It always takes longer, doesn't it? Right?

It takes longer, it costs more.

[reporter 2] Sorry, are you saying

the building works are going over budget?

[Yolanda] No. Sorry. No. [chuckles]

What? Going over budget?

No one's even mentioned that.

-That's--

-[man 2] It'll be double, you'll see.

It's amazing, isn't it?

How journalism now is basically

people just looking for a headline

even if they have to, uh, twist

the, uh, the truth or, or distort things.

Sorry, but may I ask

what news outlet you work for?

-[man 3] God, this is a mess.

-El Báltico.

[man on TV] Mrs. Seligman, can you

assure us there's no cost overturns?

-How embarrassing.

-[Yolanda on TV] But I mean, for example…

I'm sure people think, "Oh, wow, they put

her in charge just to look good,

and she finally opens her mouth

and look what a train wreck," right?

-Don't be hard on yourself.

-[Yolanda on TV] Takes longer, costs more.

You made one little mistake.

Anyone can do that.

Happens all the time.

I will say this though, if I put

a scene like that in one of my films,

I don't think people would believe

the perfect timing of everything.

On the exact day she's scheduled to speak,

she mentions all these budget concerns.

It's just--

Ricardo, you always turn

the conversation's focus to you

and… and the films you've worked on.

-I just don't know how you do it. f*ck.

-Sweetheart.

-[Ricardo] Baby, I'm sorry. Forgive me.

-Dammit.

[Ricardo] I'm sorry, honey.

Is that how stupid I look?

-No, you're a goddess. Sweetheart.

-But something's off.

The format's the problem.

It's… it's television.

It… it has a way of making people

look less smart, fatter.

Like me, for example. When I go on

to do promotions, I come off as pedantic.

No, you are pedantic.

No, not pedantic,

but sometimes you say things like,

"Everyone, listen. I'm going to

impart something very transcendental."

-[Ricardo sighs]

-Sorry.

I wouldn't say pedantic.

It's profound, you know?

At least I don't look stupid!

[pensive music playing]

[Federico] Come on,

that's first-year journalism.

I think that the headline's

much clearer if worded this way.

-[woman] You think?

-[grunts]

[Andrés] Dad,

I'm sorry to have to remind you of this,

but… you're retired.

Um, first one's much better.

[woman] Okay.

It's interesting that I haven't forgotten

what we discussed yesterday.

[door closes]

[music fades]

[tense music playing]

I was thinking of this

as a more dignified way to resign.

So you tell me what you think.

"El Báltico is no longer

a newspaper of record. It doesn't lead."

"It's always a step behind,

struggling to adapt to the latest trends

of its run-of-the-mill,

mediocre reporting."

"It doesn't do its job

or question authority."

"It manipulates, it twists reality,

and ultimately,

it betrays the trust of its reader… ship."

You've always tried

to sound so grand when you write.

I had to choose this particular argument

because I was trying not to mention

the fact… that you're a criminal

who has knowingly defrauded

our shareholders.

The irony here is that I was able

to do so… without telling even one lie.

Unusual for you.

And now, my statement.

It takes a lot of nerve

to threaten me by saying this now…

when I wanted to run

the Bruno Escudero story.

And you were right.

You sure didn't feel that way back then.

Of course,

back then the truth didn't really matter.

And I was an "idealistic brat."

And where's that idealist now?

What happened to him?

You gave him the responsibility

of running a newspaper.

And all the people out there,

they rely on me.

Don't make them your excuse.

And what's your excuse

for extorting your children?

Do you wanna confess?

Then do it. Make it real, in public.

Not this "after I'm dead" business.

Do it tomorrow, for everyone.

Face the consequences of what you've done

and what you forced me to do.

No?

That's what I thought.

I'm not gonna resign

because you get your a*s handed to you.

Security?

[music intensifies]

I'm so sorry about this, Mr. Seligman.

Don't worry, Antonio.

You're just doing your job.

[Federico] No, I'm not calling

about the funds.

But what if you announce that you're

just withdrawing the advertising?

And right after that,

just block all their lines of credit?

The point isn't to bankrupt El Báltico.

This is just to get them nervous

for a couple days.

And bring Rodrigo in too.

Get him pushing

for the renegotiation of the lease.

That's what I'm trying to do,

to piss off my son.

So that he and his friends from the fund

get reminded

who's in charge of my newspaper.

Very good.

-[car starts]

-Thank you, Antonio. Take care.

[music fades]

Oh, look, they have sand!

[indistinct chatter]

[Manuel] Um…thank you so much…

for handling it all?

-For sitting through all those meetings.

-[Guadalupe] Mm-hmm.

The architects, the builders, licenses.

It was supposed to have four walls.

Why all this space? [huffs]

Mm, well, um… if you don't like it,

we can change it up, you know?

Do what your dad says.

Divorce me,

it stays in my name, there you go.

Just think of the articles they'll write.

"Daddy's girl loves to preach on the need

for public housing, but builds a mansion."

-Imagine that.

-No.

They'll say that anyway.

It doesn't matter.

You could move to the worst area in town.

They'd still say it,

so let's enjoy life just a little.

Lupe.

Look at this house.

This house, it so lines up

with all of your great ideals.

It's all self-sufficient,

it's geothermal,

well-water fed, has solar panels.

Can everyone afford it? Of course not!

It's an investment.

It's demonstrating to the whole world

that living life this way,

this environmentally friendly,

responsible way,

is possible.

Wow.

Your politician speech is good.

You should run.

-You've got the talking down.

-Mm, no. No, no, no.

-No? Mm.

-I'll leave that to you.

-Know why?

-Why?

Because you're wonderful.

So, please,

don't let your father tell you otherwise.

[pensive music playing]

-[pensive music continues]

-[indistinct chatter]

Doctor Milia, do you have a minute?

Mm. Of course.

How are you, Andrés? How is your father?

Well, to be honest,

we're all getting pretty worried

about his behavior.

He's acting odd.

I have, uh, been reading

about vascular dementia

which can occur after aggressive therapy.

Of course, I'm no expert,

but from what I can tell,

he checks all the boxes.

He's not himself lately.

I didn't notice anything odd at all

during the last examination.

We've received some

compromising information at the paper

that affects the clinic.

We're not giving it too much attention…

but I'll be honest,

it doesn't look good.

Not sure how long

we can keep something so serious

from eventually getting reported.

But that's why I preferred coming

by to speak to you in person.

So I'm gonna need your full cooperation.

Could we continue

having this conversation in my office?

[Andrés] Sure.

[woman on PA] Eric Carbona, please report

to the trauma center. Thank you.

[distant siren wailing]

[music fades]

[gentle ballad playing]

[laughs]

-Was that good for you?

-It was unreal.

-[snickers]

-So good.

I think you're a little bit

obsessed though… with the butt.

Was it too much for you?

-Mm, just a little.

-Just a little?

Ah, f*ck. Sorry.

I feel like sometimes I just lose control,

when we're, you know, um…

-[laughs]

-[Luis sighs]

It's fine. Really.

But it's not good to keep insisting.

Just a bit of advice.

Well, I don't know

if I'd call it insisting.

So what would be the proper word

when you keep bringing it up?

Um, acting like you're complimenting me.

-What's the compliment?

-"Your a*s! I love it so much."

-"Oh, your little a*s! Oh, my God!"

-What do you mean?

-Ah! Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

-[Luis] f*ck.

It's fine not to like a**l sex,

but you don't have to make fun of me

'cause I like it.

I can't be analyzing

every little thing I say

because shouldn't sex be about the freedom

to express yourself… without holding back?

All right, yeah, fine.

That's fine for a couple

that's been dating for five years.

But in the beginning, you know,

it's okay if you hold back a little bit.

-[Luis] Lara.

-What?

You and I are a couple.

Aren't we doing what couples do?

Lying here talking in bed.

Think about it.

I like you so much that I'm giving up

my biggest sexual fetish.

-Oh.

-Not everyone would do that, huh?

[Lara chuckles]

[both laugh]

[tense music playing]

[traffic rumbling]

[indistinct chatter]

And you, Lupe? Have you heard anything?

Well, I'm sure he'll have

his own kind of reasons for resigning, no?

The guy's my father's age.

I mean, you don't know.

Something new happens every day.

Right. I get it,

however our government partners

will see an opportunity here

to try and restructure.

There's gonna be a cabinet reshuffle,

and they want someone

with broad appeal in consumer affairs.

[Guadalupe] Let's offer

someone with broad appeal.

An irrefutable candidate

who can't be compromised.

Wait. Okay.

I wanna say this before

Seligman throws her name in the ring,

something I don't think

would be helpful to us.

I'll offer myself.

-You wanna be considered?

-Yes, Guada, and not because I want to.

I don't have an executive board

to get to afterwards.

Nor do I have a family firm to promote.

[scoffs] But… if you really think

you could do the job better, say so.

And we'll vote.

[jaunty music playing]

Okay.

I agree.

All right, yeah. See you later.

[door closes]

[sighs] I was hoping

you'd say something, you know?

Listen, it's not my job

to do that. It's yours.

And hey, you and I both know

that because of your last name,

you've got to work three times as hard.

It's not fair, but what is?

It's not enough just be a good politician.

You have to be undeniable.

-Even that's complicated, you know?

-What a speech. You're good.

It was just what I needed

from a friend. [huffs]

[tense music playing]

Because I'm your friend

is why I'm not sticking up for you.

I'm gonna make you face up to this

as often as you need to.

Now, if you want to,

we can go get a coffee,

have a good cry.

We can talk about

what happened on Love Island,

especially that sexy guy

who does that thing that makes me so hot,

but he's actually dumb as a brick.

[both laugh]

But, Lupe, first things first.

[music fades]

I left your blue suit out

for the party at El Globo.

[Federico] The black one.

You still haven't said if the kids

are coming for Sunday lunch, by the way.

That's 'cause… I don't know.

Could you not have held back some?

You've been back one week,

and you're already grumbling--

-Yeah, but--

-[phone buzzing]

Leticia?

[clears throat]

What tests?

[coughs]

But you said… everything was okay.

No--

Yes.

Yeah, you're right. Of course.

[somber music playing]

F… fine, 11. Tomorrow.

You want me to tell your wife?

[music builds]

[sighs]

[Milia] Federico,

I don't want you to be worried.

Your tumor is under control,

but these lengthy, aggressive treatments

that you've been undergoing

can have serious side effects--

Leticia, just give it to me straight.

I can handle it.

So what did you find?

I'd like to run

some thorough neurological tests,

to rule out any damage.

Or dementia.

[somber music continues]

[woman] Good morning.

[giggles]

I know you're not gonna believe this,

but there may be a chance

that for the first time

since the beginning of the school year,

we won't be late.

Not gonna happen, sorry.

I gotta sit on the toilet.

Yeah, me too.

My body's punctual.

[laughs]

-[tense music playing]

-[woman] Mm.

-[laughs]

-Hey, guys.

-[Andrés] Yes?

-[Yolanda] Andrés.

-Have you spoken to Dad yet?

-I can't hear, Yolanda. Huh?

-Did you talk to Dad?

-Dad? I haven't spoken to him, no.

We're at the hospital.

You should get here. Right now.

[Andrés] Okay, I'm taking off.

[music fades]

My room's this way.

We're gonna work better in there.

Hold on, give me a minute.

I'm not in a hurry.

Whoa, this is the house you live in?

[laughs]

As a working-class kid, I'm blown away.

And I say that with pride.

Everybody in this country

thinks they're middle class,

but I know exactly where I'm from.

That's why it's good I'm your friend.

To pull you out of your bubble, you know?

Show you a little bit of realness.

[scoffs] Realness?

Are you gonna criticize

how I speak and the words I use,

or are you gonna give me

a tour of your crib?

Fine. Let's go.

[ominous music playing]

Come on!

[Guadalupe sighs]

I really don't like doing this.

Did she emotionally blackmail you too?

Isabel? Yeah, why else would I help Andrés

with this whole little made-up scare?

She talked about Houston,

said we shouldn't leave her alone again.

She loves it.

[indistinct announcement over PA]

[exhales]

[Milia] Okay.

Now we just have to wait for the results.

Back to your routine.

And try to cheer up, all right?

I'll see you

at the El Globo party tonight? Okay.

-Oh, I'm sorry. But thank you, Leticia.

-Yeah.

[phone buzzing]

-Yeah?

-[Milia] Thank you.

[Enrique] Federico,

somebody broke into the Legacy offices.

-What?

-[Andrés] Excuse me.

[Enrique] There's been a break-in

at Legacy. It's a complete mess.

-Missing columns and photos…

-[Andrés] We ask for utmost discretion.

We know how utterly bloodthirsty

some of the press can be, right?

-I don't know what they wanted.

-[Federico] Uh-huh.

But the damage is really bad.

[Federico] Fine.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Federico] Fine.

[Guadalupe] Dad.

Know what I just heard?

There was just a break-in

at the Legacy production offices.

All the hard drives were taken.

They destroyed servers and computers.

I hope you had nothing to do with it,

because I've got the interview

safely secured.

Do you… you really believe

we would do this?

[Gaudalupe] Why would we wanna

steal the interview, Dad? [scoffs]

We know you can just

go and do another one.

Yeah, or just go on any radio or news show

tomorrow morning if you wanted,

I mean it's not that hard.

Great. You…

First you threaten us with extortion,

and then we all come here to support you

because you may actually

be losing your mind,

and you drop this on us?

We can go now. Hmm?

[Yolanda] Uh, would you like us

to go with you?

Uh, no, Julio's taking us.

It's not what she's saying at all.

She's asking if you want to be with them

in case you feel worried or nervous.

[woman on PA]

Interested in other services?

See a staff member to learn about…

Everything is fine, really.

-Remember, we're more than a hospital.

-Come on, let's go.

We're a healthcare center.

[suspenseful music continues]

Really,

this… this entire idea was so shitty.

I can't even believe it, Andrés.

-You've gone too far.

-Yeah, I know that.

It's just one more of the horrible things

that this family does to itself.

We all do it, but especially him.

-[scoffs]

-Don't forget that.

[music fades]

This is my room.

-You've got a great house.

-[laughs gently]

[man] Hmm.

I was gonna go jerk off in the bathroom

and ease the sexual tension.

That way we can focus on working, okay?

[sighs]

-Too much, huh?

-I mean…

It's like I'm all charming one minute,

then I f*cking switch

and I'm not even funny at all.

It's right at the end of the hall.

Thank you.

[exhales]

[tense music playing]

Have you seen my friend?

I don't know where he went.

[knocking lightly]

[woman] Sweetie, I don't know.

I don't think

he's in any of the bathrooms.

Oh, f*ck.

You got so many hallways.

Which one of 'em, again, is the bathroom?

[Lara laughs]

Not exactly my fault

for not describing it all in detail.

Were you taking selfies

in the bathroom for half an hour?

I've got a party tonight.

Let's get this done.

Let's do it.

[jaunty string music playing]

[cameras clicking]

Do we have Federico Seligman for a while?

-What do you think, ma'am?

-Will you go back to El Báltico?

We're celebrating

the 100th anniversary of El Globo.

-Thank you.

-[Isabel] Thank you.

Juan Luis.

Congratulations.

-[Isabel] Congratulations.

-Hi, Isabel.

I know you'll laugh, but… my wife and I,

we've been… praying a lot for you

Mm? I think it worked.

That's why I was cured. [chuckles]

Goodness. Seligman at an El Globo party.

Rodrigo.

What's next for you? A rodeo? [chuckles]

[Lola] A hunting party?

[laughs]

-Hi, Isabel.

-Hi, Lola.

I must admit, I'm surprised to see you

keeping such boring company,

-Hey. [laughs]

-[Federico] Lola.

-May I please steal him a second?

-Of course.

I'll be right back.

Oh.

-Oh my God. We're old, Federico.

-Yeah.

It seems like just yesterday,

we were here for the 75th anniversary.

Mm-hmm.

And look where we are now.

I'm working on my memoirs,

and you… giving posthumous interviews.

Oh, so have the children

already gone crying to their mommy?

No, they don't have to

for me to be worried about them.

Or you.

There's nothing to be worried about.

Don't pay too much attention

to what you hear.

I'm not losing my mind.

I don't think.

Besides, I think one of your kids

tried to steal my interview.

Your kids, yes.

They say it wasn't them, but--

But you gotta think, so many others

don't want this interview coming out.

Because I know of a few

who'd like to shut you up.

Some of them are here.

Listen, if you would just let them,

your children will take care of you.

They wanna be there for you.

They'll love you.

You don't need to blackmail them.

Don't spend your last years in conflict.

[Milia] I really don't care

about your article, all right?

Leave me alone.

Anyway, we'll show our faces

so my mom's satisfied.

-Okay.

-Then we'll go somewhere else.

Yeah.

This event chafes my butthole.

[both snicker]

[laughs]

Uh, well?

Well, what?

Let's talk here for a while, shall we?

I'd rather be going home,

to be honest. [laughs]

Your sister said

you weren't feeling super great.

Honestly, you won't have any problems

with the conservatory.

Also, if some smart-a*s tries

to investigate the building situation,

I've got you fully covered.

See that guy in the back?

The one who loves the tanning bed.

Leopoldo Wansbrough Argüelles, marquis,

and founding member of the conservatory,

personal friend of the builder.

While your family

was still hoarding cattle,

this man used a silver toilet, but oh!

All his money has now dried up,

and so, as soon as you make the deposit

into his Credit Suisse account,

he's got his confession ready,

which I've taken the time

to write personally,

in which he will of course admit formally

that he did it for personal gain.

And no one else

on the board of trustees knew.

-Well!

-[both laughing]

-Can I please kiss your husband?

-[Manuel chuckles]

-Well, that was easy, huh?

-Oh, no, it was not easy.

First, I had to take him out to dinner

and explain to him

that because his age and lack of record,

he'd be fine. [chuckles]

And of course I haggled a bit.

[gentle classical music playing]

[Manuel] Oh my God, Guadalupe!

Guadalupe!

Hey!

Sweetheart.

I wanted to help. What's wrong?

I swear, there's nothing in it for me,

nothing at all, not a single--

Manuel, just stop it. Never mind.

That's it. You did it

'cause that's who you are as a person,

and I just have to accept that.

What are you saying?

I can't keep wishing

nothing's gonna happen to you.

For you not to get caught.

And it not affecting me.

And I…

I'm sorry. I don't wanna have to choose.

But if we go on like this…

Please don't leave me, sweetheart.

Andrés.

I am not willing to cover one mistake

with a bigger one. I won't.

I can't do what you're asking.

I haven't asked you for anything.

I was just worried about him. That's all.

So when those reports

from the hospital came--

[Milia] That's enough.

I'll be resigning very soon.

And I'll own up to the mistakes I've made.

Pardon me for just a second,

if you will. I'll be right back.

Well, good evening, Leticia.

Is something wrong?

I gotta take a dump. Won't be long.

[laughing]

-Luis.

-Yolanda.

What is going on?

You're here with my sister, Luis?

What the actual f*ck?

This is unbelievable.

-You shameless piece of absolute sh*t.

-I'm not the married one in this thing.

Oh come on. First of all,

that is so completely irrelevant,

and second, it's none of your business,

but, um, I'm in an open relationship.

-[Luis] That's the point.

-Okay?

I felt like it was

just a once in a while sort of thing.

We f*cked once and that's that.

It's all good.

And also, I was already with Lara.

-Whoa.

-[Luis] What?

That's wonderful.

-[Luis] What about it?

-Very cool.

-Should I end it with her?

-What? No, no.

Uh, I want, uh… whatever.

Just forget it. Mm.

I don't wanna talk about

what happened again.

-You got it?

-Okay.

If you mention this whole thing to Lara,

I promise that I'll fire you.

Uh, no I don't.

Uh, no, that's not right.

Doing what we did and saying that.

That makes me the bad guy.

You get my point on that though, right?

-Okay then.

-Um, yeah.

Thank you.

Idiot.

Stupid shithead.

[snickering]

Baby, I know you're celebrating,

but take it easy, okay?

Stop directing me.

I'm not one of your…

your actresses on set, Ricardo.

-f*ck!

-Sorry.

May I know what's going on?

It's exhausting.

Always just trying to…

trying to satisfy you and your…

all of your sexual fantasies.

I don't want to f*ck other people!

You hear me?!

I do hear you.

Just keep your voice down a little, jeez.

I really like having normal sex.

Is that all right?

I'm serious. Just normal.

I like going to bed together and cuddling.

I don't know, getting up in the morning,

and um, mm, having morning sex.

Normal.

Even if I don't cl*max,

it still feels really good.

[sighs]

Baby, I thought you were having fun

with this whole thing, baby.

I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

I'm such an idiot, huh?

I would never wanna

pressure you to do something

if you don't really, really want to do it.

-All right, sweetie?

-Well, you did. Ricardo, you did that.

You know what I did?

I had to f*ck Lara's boyfriend, Luis.

And I feel like… mm…

I feel like a worthless piece of sh*t.

Your sister's boyfriend?

Oh, that's f*cking kinky.

[Yolanda sniffles]

Hey, he's a good-looking guy.

That's your reaction?

That's all you got

to… to say to me right now?

-It's like…

-It's just a really good feeling.

It feels amazing knowing this kid

could actually have anybody that he wants.

He's got a 19-year-old.

And he chooses my wife.

Hmm?

You're a goddess.

-[scoffs] Jesus.

-You're a goddess.

You're impressive.

-[Yolanda] Yeah?

-How was it? How was it? Tell me.

Did he f*ck you good?

Yeah, yeah, he f*cked me very good.

E… excellent, yeah.

[chuckles] Excellent.

[laughing] Excellent.

He grabbed me right here.

[Ricardo] Uh-huh.

So forceful.

-[clattering]

-He held you down?

And… and he smashed me so good.

-What a sl*t, hmm?

-And…

-And you got really turned on, right?

-Mm. Yeah, I did.

-I bet you did, I mean you're…

-Oh yeah?

You have to tell me everything, okay?

-Of course.

-Ah, yeah.

[Yolanda moaning softly]

All right. Let's go.

-[tense music playing]

-I just can't believe this.

I'm really sorry.

Take care.

I've got an article for you,

all ready to go.

It was an editorial for El Báltico,

but it's been censored.

I've emailed it to you.

Thanks for the invite.

[music ends]

-[sighs]

-[man] I can't take his car too. Come on.

I mean, I'm already living in his house,

f*ck' wall to wall.

[woman] You're all the same, aren't you?

So much pride. I promise, it's fine.

-[distant siren wailing]

-[man] No, really, it's true.

I mean… I feel so relaxed.

I might just change my last

name to Seligman.

[woman laughing enthusiastically]

[man 2] Hey, Andrés.

I don't know if you saw it,

but your dad

published something in El Globo.

[Federico] El Báltico is no longer

a newspaper of record.

It doesn't lead.

It's always a step behind,

struggling to adapt to the latest trends

in its run-of-the-mill,

mediocre reporting.

It doesn't do its job

or question authority.

It manipulates, it twists reality,

and perhaps one of the most responsible

for this downward spiral

is its current editor, my son.

[pensive music playing]

[phone buzzing]

-I'm listening.

-[Enrique] Hey, Federico.

I just wanted to let you know

that some of the news got out to them.

It's all over the Internet.

I've just been informed that, finally,

the board is ready to call

a special emergency meeting…

to take Andrés down.

["Hold Heart" by Emilíana Torrini playing]

Hold heart, don't beat so loud ♪

For me, keep your calm ♪

As he walks out on you ♪

No, tears, don't you come out ♪

If you blind me now ♪

I am defeated ♪

No, lips, don't make a sound ♪

Don't let him hear ♪

The break in your voice ♪

Hand, let go of his ♪

With ease and grace

Don't let him bleed ♪

Under your nails ♪

Oh Lord, take off thy crown ♪

You're my king no more ♪

With that merciless heart ♪

Hold heart, don't you come out ♪

If you blind me now ♪

I am defeated ♪