01x04 - Despedir

[bunniefuu]

-[man 1] Hey, hey!

-[man 2] I gotta get this report in.

-[woman] Hey, where's that edit at?

-[indistinct chatter]

[phones ringing]

[exhales]

[man 3] No, I'd feel comfortable.

[Andrés groans]

Andrés, where have you been?

-Where do you think?

-It's a complete sh*t show.

Everything

between your father and Aguirre.

-We've gotta pick a side in this.

-No.

We don't. It's fine.

I'll write the editorial myself.

[exhales] Ah.

Where's… the intern we've got?

Um… uh… the Logroño kid.

-With the freckles.

-I don't know. Why?

[sighs]

[laughs] 'Cause he's got

some great coke, that's why.

Andrés. God.

-What's wrong?

-Seriously?

You act like you've never done

any blow with me. Come on.

[scoffs]

Oh well. It's not gonna be

as fun this way, but whatever.

[clears throat, coughs]

Andrés… Andrés, what're you doing?

Andrés, get down. Andrés! Get down!

[laughing]

Sorry.

Oh! [laughing]

Sorry! It'd be priceless if I got up here

to give an epic editor's speech

and then k*lled myself.

But no! It's all good.

All right, I just wanted to say…

that you guys are all awesome.

Every single last one of you.

And uh… isn't it bullshit…

to be alive right now

at a time when people prefer

to make up dances on… on TikTok

instead of reading a newspaper?

Whatever.

I suppose you've all heard by now

that they're kicking me to the curb.

So I decided I might as well

give myself the luxury

to do whatever it is I want.

And damn it, why not?

Like, for example, um, where's Beatriz?

I'm gonna ask Beatriz out to dinner.

[laughing]

I feel so sorry for her.

She's probably hiding

right now, terrified.

Don't worry, I don't need an answer now.

So where's Edu?

Oh, Edu! Edu! Edu!

At his desk! Edu!

I've screwed you around a lot, haven't I?

I always act like I can handle

everything so well,

and sometimes,

things get the better of me.

I do wanna make it up to you.

All right? Okay?

I'm sending you…

to cover the Champions League.

The… the whole week. All expenses paid.

And go ahead. Take Sandrine.

Go ahead. f*ck it.

The paper's paying anyway, so take her.

Anyway, that's… that's really

all I kinda had to say to everybody. Uh…

I hope you can all think a little more

about what's important to you

and a bit less about your work.

Although, I know you won't do that

because there's

amazing journalists in here.

And uh… Hmm.

[somber piano music playing]

It's been a privilege…

just being your editor.

If my dad had spent even

half the time I've spent

working with this fine staff,

he wouldn't have had the nerve to…

to write

that awful, garbage article he wrote.

That's all.

[all cheering, applauding]

-[man 1] Bravo!

-[man 2] Bravo!

-[yells] Oh!

-[all groan]

[indistinct chatter]

[suspenseful theme music playing]

[tires screech]

ROTTEN LEGACY

[man] Fede, you didn't invite us here

to talk about tenders and refinancing.

What do you need?

I need your help in dealing with Aguirre.

[clears throat]

I know your people do a lot of business

with his investment fund.

So pressure him to leave me alone.

Get him promoted,

uh… get him sent to London, whatever.

But get him out of Progresa.

[tense music playing]

[woman] We can't, Federico.

As much as we'd like to help you,

we can't play around

when money's involved.

And they have a lot.

[Aguirre] Hello, Federico. [clears throat]

Recruiting help to sabotage

your own newspaper?

[laughs]

This may not go down so well

in a courtroom.

Also, what's going to happen

when they ask these gentlemen

and this lady to testify?

Will you ask them to lie?

Hey, if your only ammunition is

some gossip among friends,

I'll be all right, I think.

Fortunately, in this country,

there are laws guaranteeing

freedom of expression

and the right to criticize.

[Aguirre] How sweet.

[chuckles]

It's been exciting seeing you in action,

up close like this.

You're clearly a, um, top journalist.

Now you just repeat that same thing

word for word in court.

Suárez de Mariño will turn

into putty in your hands.

Remember him?

The man loves talking

about you, for sure. Yeah.

He remembers very well

the articles the newspaper ran

on his individual vote

in the Wolf Pack case.

I'm going to ask for his recusal then.

I wish you luck with that.

Or perhaps we negotiate

your leaving Progresa.

Let's get to the point, Federico.

[clears throat] Let's see.

I'll offer you two percent more

than what the share price is tomorrow.

It's simple, it's quick, it's easy.

No dragging you through the mud.

I'll throw in some cash too.

You receive a generous amount

for your future and for your children,

whatever you want.

Do you really want to go to court? Huh?

Hey, I get it.

It must hurt to have all these

"stock market brats" throw you out,

but… well… what if you lose?

-Well, I'm not planning to.

-I hope so.

If that happens though, you will be forced

to pay everything from your own assets.

I don't know if you've stopped to check

how the share price has tumbled

since your little piece.

Because I have.

There's a bunch of zeros, Federico.

A bunch of zeros.

-Do you really want to risk it?

-[clears throat]

I think it's a good out, Federico. Hmm?

[Aguirre] Listen to your friends,

all right?

Think it over, run it by your children,

if there are any that still talk to you.

But before the market opens

tomorrow morning,

I'm gonna need to have your decision.

Anyway, you all enjoy.

I hope it's the last time all of you

end up meeting without me. [chuckles]

-And I'm taking care of this.

-[Federico gasps softly]

-I… [clears throat]

-[woman] Federico, are you okay?

[clearing throat]

[music fades]

[doorbell rings]

-Good afternoon,

-Manuel Medrano Arraya?

[clears throat] Yeah, yeah. That's me.

We'd like you to come with us

to the station.

[radio beeps]

Um… Okay, but why, may I ask?

What's going on?

Do you need me now?

I've gotta pick up my girls from school.

Sir, I'm very sorry about this,

but we've got orders.

Give me a minute

to find someone to pick up my girls.

-Put the phone down.

-One minute, officer.

They're two small girls.

I can't leave them alone.

Lupe, hey. Can you pick up the girls?

Or have someone else do it?

-Something's come up. Wait a minute.

-[officer 1] Let's go.

-Nice and easy.

-Give me my phone!

Nice and easy.

Let's go. Right here, please.

Let's go.

[handcuffs click]

[indistinct voices chattering faintly]

[door opens]

-[Manuel] f*ck. Vargas.

-[tense music playing]

I don't know what's going on,

but they're not treating me very well.

Mr. Medrano. Don Manuel.

What's this about? What…

Acting like we don't know each other.

So this house on Calle Valdepinos.

That's yours, right?

Yes. [clears throat] Yeah, yeah.

So we've found, uh…

human remains on your property.

We haven't identified them yet.

Uh… Uh… Um…

Vargas, please just tell me

you can help me here.

[tense music continues]

Do you have any clue

how they could've gotten there?

I'm begging you. Just please help me out.

Please, you can't do this to me.

Please.

[doorbell rings]

Hi. I was passing by here

and I figured I'd pop in

and see if I could

give you a ride to work.

I thought we could talk about stuff.

And also, I get to see this house

which absolutely blows me away.

-Um…

-[woman] Wow, what a dream house.

-Just a minute, wait a minute. uh, Rocío--

-Rocío, what a surprise.

Come on in. [chuckles]

[mysterious music playing]

-What's going on?

-We've decided it's going to be you, Lola.

I know Lupe told me that it would be…

pretty difficult to convince, I just…

I still wanted to try.

Ah.

Pff… You know me, hon,

I just, uh… I can be stubborn.

I just know in my heart, Lola,

that you would make

an absolute brilliant minister.

Yeah, that's what I said too. Exactly.

And furthermore,

I know both parties would accept you

because you're independent.

And you're so involved

in all our cultural affairs,

like art shows and… and music.

And everyone thinks of you

as the best mayor this town's ever had.

Oh, well. [laughs]

Everyone remembers what they want to.

-And full of humility.

-[Lola laughs]

You'd liven up this government.

You sure it's a no?

I'm sure.

And besides, I don't want

the stress you ladies have, huh?

-[all laugh]

-[Lola] But thank you.

Well then, I tried my best.

[tense music continues]

[huffs]

Give me five minutes, okay?

And we'll go together.

I'm not so sure.

Because I'm pretty pissed off

about this little sham

you pulled with your mother.

You better not come in today.

I mean, was it so difficult to tell her?

[door opens]

[sighs] Ah sh*t.

[door closes]

[Federico wheezing]

All right. That's it. Don't worry.

[Isabel] It's been like that

since this morning.

Well, the main thing is

there are no polyps or nodules.

There's no obvious physical reason

for him to have lost his voice.

So it's got nothing to do with the cancer

or the treatments he's had over the years?

I would say no.

It's psychogenic dysphonia

caused by and increased in stress.

So rest your voice,

and if it doesn't get better, we can

give you a corticosteroid injection.

The best thing is to rest.

Have you been overdoing it?

[gentle music playing]

Hearing you say that you're taking it easy

was unbelievable. It pissed me off.

-[laughs]

-Don't you dare laugh about this.

[splutters]

We gotta make a call to your lawyer.

Tell him we're going to Mallorca

so you can rest.

They can handle things

till you have to go to court.

Yeah, and you've gotta stop

fighting with your kids.

-[breathing heavily]

-It's no way to live.

You wanna go back to Houston?

'Cause I don't.

Today it's your voice.

Tomorrow? You could be dead.

I refuse.

[mouths]

Promise to rest?

[music fades]

I never f*cked in a pool before.

Just so you know.

And I loved it.

-Mm.

-Mm.

-Mm.

-Mm.

[both laughing]

[Luis] Mm.

Hmm.

-You're leaving?

-Yes. Are you not? [laughs]

I thought I might stay a little bit.

You said that they

closed the pool for us, right?

Uh, yeah, the pool is… Uh-huh.

It's closed until noon.

But we do still have the room, right?

We do. Yeah, yeah.

[both laugh]

[gentle piano music playing]

Hey, um, would it be weird if I stayed?

I thought it seemed silly

not to use this room

since it's already paid for,

but… I don't wanna… be annoying.

Oh, no, no, no. If you… Yeah, yeah.

If you wanna stay, go ahead, of course.

Okay.

It's just like, wow.

I've never stayed in a place like this.

But, um…

-Nothing.

-What?

-No, no, no. Nothing.

-What?

No. It's fine. [clears throat]

Yolanda, what is it?

That…

What?

You won't invite Lara, will you?

[chuckles]

Aw, really?

I'm sorry.

-But…

-No, it's awful. I don't know…

-No…

-It just, uh… it popped into my mind.

Like, what if he invites her here

and I end up being the fool

who ends up paying for everything?

Should we talk about this?

I mean, like, what are we…

where's this going?

Hm… Uh… Huh…

Maybe we should, uh,

think about if I left Lara.

-[laughs]

-If you leave your husband…

Well, uh… um…

Well, I have a lot going on right now,

but… but why don't you think about it,

and then tell me when you figure it out?

-Okay?

-Okay. Okay.

[Yolanda] Mm.

[laughs] See you.

[door opens]

-I'll see you.

-Bye!

[door closes]

When you first told me, I was thinking…

could it really be that great?

'Cause I've stayed

in a lot of nice hotels.

But holy sh*t.

[distant bells tolling]

And it's free, which makes it even better.

And whenever they told me

I could stay here,

I wanted to share it with you, so…

-[both laughs]

-Yeah.

I'm sure you must've thought,

"I'll bring her here to this nice place…"

-Mm.

-"…that has such a good view."

"And she'll definitely

let me put it up her a*s." [laughs]

-[laughs] No.

-What? Am I wrong?

[Luis] Um…

[man] All right. That's enough for today.

Wait. Hold on, guys. Before you leave…

YOLANDA'S CELL PHONE

DOCUMENTS - IMAGES - AUDIOS

-[bell rings]

-[man] Find your partner.

Choose a topic

and email it to me, all right?

In the meantime,

have a good day, everybody.

All right?

Hey, sorry, but I still don't see you

anywhere on the class list, I don't know.

Can you tell me your name again?

Escudero. León Escudero.

I don't have you anywhere on here.

If you want, I can go talk

to the registrar's office again

to see what could be going on.

Do that, please. Let me know.

[suspenseful music playing]

I WANT TO SEE YOU.

I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER.

LAST NIGHT WAS CRAZY.

f*ck. God dammit.

OFFICIAL SUMMONS

-[footsteps approach]

-[knocking on door]

Isabel said you lost your voice.

But I… I've got something…

that's really important to tell you.

[quiet, dramatic music playing]

It's Enrique.

[clears throat]

Enrique, while you were in Houston,

decided…

[sighs]

[clears throat]

He's been preparing his euthanasia,

and it's tomorrow.

It's been scheduled for months.

[sighs] Ah.

I'm telling you…

because even though he may not realize it,

he needs to say goodbye to you.

And you to him.

And we're all gonna meet

at his house later tonight

to have a farewell party.

He doesn't want it to be sad.

You have to go.

Don't be too proud.

Who cares if he didn't tell you?

If you're not there,

I'm sure you'll regret it

for the rest of your life.

[somber music playing]

-[radio beeps]

-[Manuel] How are the girls?

[Guadalupe] The girls?

The girls are totally fine.

They don't even miss you,

to be honest. [laughs]

-Honey, are you okay?

-[Manuel] Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah.

-[Guadalupe] You sound kinda weird.

-No, I'm fine.

Okay, good. Don't worry,

if you have to stay in Seville, it's fine.

-Stay in Seville.

-[phones ringing]

[Manuel] See how great

our divorce is going?

Oh, yeah. It sure is. [laughs]

[Manuel chuckles]

-Have fun, okay?

-[Manuel] Okay.

-I'll let you know. Love you. Love you.

-[Manuel] Love you.

[somber music continues]

Well?

Are you ever going to apologize

to me for what happened yesterday?

[Guadalupe] All right, yeah. I will.

I will say, though,

things are not what you might think.

Why can't you just come clean?

Just say it.

You wish it was you who was minister,

and it pissed you off that you weren't

our top pick for that spot.

And you didn't say anything.

I admit it, fine. Yeah, you're right.

I wanted to be minister.

But I'm not doing this

because of my ego or my ambition.

It's 'cause

I'm the very best candidate there is.

Nobody in here is more qualified.

And what I don't understand, Rocío,

is why on earth you ask

everybody except me.

Do I really need to explain it all to you?

You're a smart lady, aren't you?

Well, I might be a little too obtuse

to figure it out. Tell me why.

No one likes you, Lupe.

Everyone just sees you

as the little rich girl

with delusions of grandeur like her daddy.

And on top of that,

you come in here thinking

that you're somehow

the queen of the radical left.

You won't make it. Accept that.

You can be our bulldozer who goes

out there and says the things that…

that no one else will.

And take the flak for it.

That's all.

But if you ever cross us again,

not even that.

-You understand?

-[music fades]

You'll come pick me up later?

Yeah.

[tense music playing]

[exhales]

-It's better if you don't come get her.

-[Luis gasps]

Sorry, what?

Don't come pick her up.

Unless you wanna tell her

what you're doing with Yolanda.

All right, what the hell is this?

Come on. Get outta the car.

Oh my God, really?

Get outta the car. [groans]

[gasps, coughs]

Either you tell her or I will.

[tense music continues]

[exhales]

-[door opens]

-[Aguirre] You're kidding, right? [laughs]

You're not publishing that editorial

you submitted. You know that.

[Andrés] Oh, damn.

It's the intern. [groans]

Sorry, the kid's got some great cocaine.

I'll be right with you.

Andrés, that's not funny, okay?

You're not gonna print this.

How can you talk about your investors

that way? And much less, me? [scoffs]

Hey. Listen. Dude, I'm talking.

We've been sorting out the disaster

caused by your dad's article.

Plus, we're nearly done

with the government deal

over institutional advertising.

-Yeah, but that's…

-Don't mess with me.

-That's not my job, okay?

-Andres, come on.

Editorials are ultimately

the responsibility of the editor,

who can also…

set the paper's editorial stance.

Where's that intern?

Whenever I was an intern,

I was always available.

He won't get very far like this.

The point is this is my editorial stance,

and I will continue with it

for the next eight months.

Do you really believe

that I won't fire you?

You think I'm afraid?

Eight months.

You think I give a sh*t about that?

[door opens, closes]

[tense music continues]

[sighs]

All right, Manuel.

I don't think that you k*lled anyone,

which leads us back to the same question.

Why the hell was a corpse found

buried on your property?

Come on, Vargas, I don't know, um…

I don't know.

I bought the house never thinking

about this even being a possibility.

-It's just--

-[door opens]

Yeah, what is it?

Let me see.

[ominous music playing]

Please allow me to rephrase my question.

Because now more remains have been found.

Remains of 27 different people.

[music fades]

[line ringing]

[woman] Hello.

[indistinct chatter]

[elevator bell chimes]

[man singing faintly]

[Spanish ballad playing over speaker]

[indistinct party chatter]

You know how it is.

[group laughs]

[doorbell rings]

Is someone at the door?

[sighs]

[Spanish ballad continues]

[Federico] I asked you all here today

because a phase of my life

is ending forever.

I've decided to accept Aguirre's offer

and sell our stake in Progresa.

It has not been an easy decision.

I have given

over half of my life to this paper.

And I'm not prepared

to let it take the rest of it from me.

You know better than anyone

how hard it is for me to take a step back

and accept that there are

things I can't control.

But it's the only way.

[ballad fades]

I don't have any fight left in me.

[Isabel and Federico] "It is my hope

this will come as a welcomed relief,

if, for nothing else, at least

for the money that you will receive."

"I know we are not

on the best of terms right now."

"Many of you will want,

very much, to stand against me."

"But I ask you now

for this one last favor."

"To approve the sale."

"And in exchange…"

[Isabel] "…I will destroy the interview."

[somber music playing]

Yeah?

[traffic rushing past]

[car starts]

So it's all over.

Can you believe it?

But that fact of the matter is

we can't sell, right?

Don't worry,

Aguirre won't get rid of your channel.

Sure, but he could fire me just like you.

Then how about you enjoy

what you're getting out of this?

-I, myself, will be sailing tomorrow.

-[Yolanda scoffs]

That money will be quite useful

in getting the party

to fall even more in love with me.

This may shock you,

but you could donate it too.

Or you finally get over your hang-ups

and live a little bit.

Because this is over.

It's finally all over.

Guys, I gotta get going.

-Okay.

-Talk some more later?

[Guadalupe]

My father is determined to sell.

We've gotta do something.

I've never seen him like that.

The problem's not your father.

It's just so much bigger.

The government

simply can't allow a scenario

where the country's

biggest media corporation

falls into the hands

of a foreign conservative fund.

It'd be our death sentence.

It really would.

[phones ringing]

And your brother's been getting

all over our backs.

And now they're about to whip us.

SUPPORT FOR INDEPENDENCE

Could the Catalans ever match

the offer from Aguirre?

To get power on this level,

I bet they'd be willing

to go into any amount of debt.

It's just… I know it's not easy,

but it's possible, right?

They like us as well.

-It's a f*ck' odyssey.

-Yes.

I'll go test the waters with Roca,

but you gotta make sure

your father takes a step back for now.

Of course.

You gotta remember, though,

that I'm just your bulldozer.

[both laugh]

You owe it to me.

Yolanda. You taking off?

I'm about to. Yeah. Why?

I just thought

we could go and have a drink somewhere.

Right now?

I'm just a little confused about Luis.

Know what?

Why not? It may do me some good.

I mean, he ghosted me outta nowhere.

Look the other day we were cool, and now…

-Did he mention anything?

-No.

Not at all. No.

But I don't have

that relationship with him.

It's not… like, um, I mean…

like, I'm his boss. It's not like we…

I know, I just don't get it.

The only thing I can think is maybe…

he might be a little confused about,

like, what's going on with you and León.

Hey, by the way, I adore León.

He's, like, the best. [chuckles]

So then what is going on with me and León?

"What's going on with me and León?"

"What's going on with me and León?" Lara!

[laughs] Something's going on. I mean…

it's not really clear if he's, your…

your g*y best friend.

But there is tension there…

mm, sexual tension, obviously.

and quite powerful too.

And it needs to be figured out. Hmm?

-[Lara sighs]

-[Yolanda chuckles]

Oh yeah? You've noticed too?

-I mean…

-I feel like you're right.

Sometimes he makes jokes about us,

like, innuendos, and I'm not sure

if I should stop him or not.

No, no, no, no. You shouldn't.

Don't stop him. Lara, come on.

You should be encouraging it.

All right, look, honestly, if I were you,

I'd go right up to him

and I'd act super slutty, completely raw.

-I would just grab his crotch.

-[Lara laughs]

Grab ahold of him,

and… and I'd say…

"Are you into… to men or what?"

If he says no, then just f*ck him.

[laughs]

You are watching way too much porn.

And I can't.

I can't f*ck him. I'm with Luis.

"I'm with Luis." [giggles]

You can be with both of them, girl.

I would.

I'd be with both of them, for sure.

Trying them out, comparing which of them

turns me on more, which one less.

Perfect.

But how could I do that?

That's not what I do.

It'd make me feel awful.

The lying, it would be so exhausting.

I'm not like that.

That's Christian guilt

from your childhood.

It's very bad. Ricardo's always saying it,

that you've got to… be honest

about one's desires.

Like now, you're thinking about cheating

and it… it… it… it creates drama.

But the fifth time around,

you see it for what it is.

It's who we are as humans.

Man, all of a sudden,

you're driving me nuts.

Just the other day,

you said you were a loser

and you'd hardly slept with anyone.

Now I feel like you're

the promiscuous one and I'm the angel.

Well, I mean the other day,

you know, we were out.

We'd been doing so many drugs.

You can't take

what people say too seriously

when they're that high. You know?

[phone buzzing]

[Yolanda] What?

[Lara] Yeah?

-Where are you?

-Just hang up.

-Get off the phone. Hang up.

-[Lara] But why? Are you okay?

Hang up the phone.

[Lara] Sure. Where?

[door opens]

[door closes]

Sorry about this, Manuel,

but the guys on the worksite

have told us everything.

It was months ago now,

that you realized that you had

found a mass grave

from the Spanish Civil w*r on your plot.

Does historic memory mean nothing to you?

It only matters to you if it doesn't

affect the work on your house, right?

-Hmm?

-What'd you want, Vargas?

-Money?

-No.

Do you know what most worries me?

It's those poor rojos

who won't be able to give a decent burial

to their poor grandfathers.

That'll bring your wife a lot of votes.

[ominous music playing]

Is she aware?

[laughs] f*ck, she doesn't know!

The partition we got out front…

There'll be people fighting

on the other side for a view of you

trying to explain that.

Vargas…

I'm asking you a favor.

Tell me what you want, whatever it is.

You'll get it. I'll pay you whatever.

But you gotta promise me

you won't tell my wife about anything.

Please, Vargas.

That's not gonna work

'cause… we've all got money.

But there's one thing

that only you have, Manuel.

Access to Federico

and to the Seligmans

and to their… their secrets.

I don't know about those things!

Come on, you think

Federico trusts me with family secrets?

You know that Federico recorded

an interview, don't you?

[slams table] Do you know it or not?

And you will tell us all

exactly where it is.

[music fades]

[indistinct chatter]

I can't believe it.

You and my sister? For real?

Just think about it

from my perspective for one second.

If I said no,

do you know what she can do to me?

-Yolanda?

-Yeah, Yolanda.

All right,

I clearly don't know her that well.

But I honestly never thought

she'd stoop this low.

But she won't eat you.

She's not a monster.

But she's got some power.

I get her angry, she makes one call,

I never work as an architect ever again.

You f*cked her

'cause you felt some sort of obligation?

Oh my God. No, Lara, look. It's just…

Know what I think?

If any girlfriend of yours told you

the same thing about your own brother,

you'd have a lot more sympathy.

-It's the same thing, right?

-[sighs]

Just imagine it. I'm an intern over there.

And he's being flirty and all that.

So one day he calls me into his office

to discuss the great plans he has for me.

And I get so overcome

with emotion, and he just…

he kisses me and takes out his d*ck.

Do you see that in this situation,

if… if I say no, I could lose everything?

It's an abuse of power.

Look, if you think what I did is horrible,

and you don't wanna talk to me again,

uh, I understand.

But we should acknowledge, at least,

that the victim here… is me.

-She'll hear it from me.

-Listen to me. Don't say anything.

You know how this conversation would end.

Knowing Yolanda,

at the very least, I'd be fired.

[laughs] I just can't believe this.

So she just gets away with this?

Well, I think that, you should probably,

uh, just keep your distance from her.

And you?

-Me what?

-What will you do?

I gotta work there.

What choice have I got?

Try… try to understand.

[sighs]

[tense music playing]

-[siren wailing]

-[Guadalupe] How is Seville?

Good. Better than expected.

Lupe, you know that I love you

more than anything, right?

-[radios beeping]

-[Guadalupe] Of course.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Um, I'm at my dad's house now,

so I better go.

-But, I'm gonna…

-[Manuel] Yeah, okay.

-It doesn't matter.

-Okay, okay.

[tense music continues]

All right, Dad, here's what we got.

Roca says

they're matching Aguirre's offer.

They wanna keep

the same editorial stance that you like.

[laughs] I'm sure you must be thinking,

"Of course, this is a good thing for us."

"At least these people are leftists,"

right?

Yeah, well that…

They're pro-independence,

but they do great work, Dad.

They actually care

about quality journalism here,

and not just for profits either.

[sighs, coughs]

There's the court case too.

If I don't make the sale to Aguirre,

he won't withdraw the complaint.

With Suárez de Mariño,

then I'm sure I'll lose.

[chuckles]

And so then

what if we take care of the judge?

[woman over PA] All members of parliament,

we inform you that the session

will resume in 30 minutes.

Please be punctual

so that we can follow today's schedule.

-Oh, my!

-[woman over PA] Thank you.

Rocío.

Don't you feel like you insulted me

quite enough in there?

What do you want?

To help you win the primaries.

[laughs]

So… so you think

the best thing for the government

is if the baroness leads the opposition.

Well, I'm still insulted,

but you did it with style.

Well, I would say, that for us,

it's the lesser of two evils. Am I right?

To have someone

who's smarter and better prepared.

[all laughing]

And I'm evil. Don't forget that part.

I hate poor people. I'd eat

their babies if I could. [chuckles]

[man] I started by asking

for 20 grand, didn't I?

To sell. And in the end, it was 50,000.

So it's not too…

It could be very lucrative, right?

And what do you want for it?

Suárez de Mariño.

That's perversion of justice, Guadalupe.

Not happening.

It's ill*gal.

No.

ill*gal is what your guy is up to

in the video.

We just want to have a bit of dialogue,

keep everything informal. You know?

With a judge friend of yours who is

running for the Judicial Council right now

and whose candidacy

you promise to support.

Gets him to drop the case

against Progresa. Right?

-[woman on PA] All honorable members…

-All right.

[woman on PA]

Please start taking your seats

to avoid overcrowding on the way in

and so the session…

-Good.

-Oh yeah.

I'd offer you the drugs I have,

but I don't know if they'd agree with you.

[device squeaks]

[Federico] Hmm.

Got nothing to say?

[coughs]

You lost your voice again?

I never told you,

but I personally welcome crises like this.

The only time

you don't force your opinions.

[laughs]

After that interview, I think I've heard,

I'd have to guess,

just about enough for the rest of my life…

which is almost done.

[hoarsely] How come you didn't tell me?

Hmm. Break time's over. Hmm.

I decided to take some steroids.

I needed to be able to talk.

I didn't want to say goodbye to you.

I was tortured by the idea of you

having this as your last image of me.

I'm sorry, but…

[tender music playing]

I prefer to think of you like this.

This is for you.

They're my memories.

So you want

a g*dd*mn legacy out of this too?

No.

It's just that…

that I've always told you

that there is a story in there right?

The only one I care to tell.

It's ours.

So I wanted to do the interview

because I felt like it was a way

to wrap things up with you.

And all we talked about was my children.

There's something I want you to do.

Read them.

-And correct them, most of all…

-All the commas.

Not my strong suit, you know.

Take out what you want.

And just delete anything in there

that you don't want to be said.

Oh, please don't leave me, Enrique.

I know that I have no right to ask,

but… but please don't leave me again.

It's too much.

[crying]

My proofreader.

Are you willing to stay the night with me?

My last one.

Of course.

[somber music playing]

[rattling]

[man, in Spanish]

If I told you, my love ♪

That I'm afraid of the early morning ♪

I don't know what these stars are ♪

That sting like threats ♪

They say the moon bleeds ♪

On the blade of its scythe ♪

I sense that after this night ♪

An even longer night will follow ♪

I don't want you to leave me ♪

My love, at dawn ♪

At dawn, at dawn ♪

At dawn, at dawn ♪

At dawn, at dawn ♪

At dawn, at dawn ♪

[applauding]

[subdued cheering]

[ethereal music playing]

[in English] Federico, do you remember

the arguments these two had?

Enrique and Luis Eduardo,

over this song? [laughs]

Enrique simply insisted

that it wasn't, uh…

"I want you to be here

till the morning light," right?

The correct way was,

"I'd love for you to be here

with me in the morning light."

Of course, it's not an order.

It was just a plea.

Seligman, got a minute?

Of course, excuse me. [clears throat]

Hey, um,

so Suárez has withdrawn from your case.

I'm telling you so you won't forget

who helped you out with that.

Do you think this is a suitable setting…

[clears throat]

…to come asking me

for all kinds of favors?

No, you're right. You're right.

-I should go.

-You should.

Before I break out in a rash

from all these, uh, Republican flags.

Federico, call me, yeah?

And take care of your voice.

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Federico.

Mister President,

thank you for coming, sir.

-I'm sorry for your loss, Federico.

-So sorry.

Thank you.

And believe me, I do hate bothering you

at such a difficult time like this,

but we must consider

what happens with the group.

We've heard rumors that you're thinking

of selling to Roca and the Catalans.

And that… that's a problem.

Well, from my perspective,

the problem actually lies with you all.

Roca and the Catalans are qualified.

They have an impeccable record

to show for themselves.

In any case, don't you think

their money's as good as anyone else's?

It's not about money, Federico.

It's the protection

of the country's best interest.

-That's what it's about.

-Tell me what country you mean exactly.

You see,

I've worked a long time. I'm tired.

It doesn't matter to me, really.

If control over this country's

largest media company

ends up in the hands of separatists,

or if it ends up

going to Aguirre and his guys,

it doesn't matter to me either way.

At my age,

I gotta say, one really starts

to think more about enjoying the time

that he still has

with the ones that he loves.

The ones still here.

So, and yeah… if you two don't

have anything more to say to me…

would you please excuse me?

Seligman, just wait.

Okay. What do you want then?

[ethereal music continues]

I want your assistance

in relocating a friend of mine.

That's the first part, at least.

Call him now.

We have to talk about Aguirre.

So what was Enrique like?

Always affectionate.

Total opposite of my dad.

Generous. He'd give you gifts, you know?

[sighs] So I have news.

[sniffs] I am being

transferred over to Singapore.

Wow.

[music becomes somber]

Shame that we won't be

working together anymore.

[sniffs]

Núñez Navarro betrayed me,

that little son of a b*tch.

You've heard the expression,

uh, "Anger is drinking poison

while hoping that your enemies will die"?

Well, I'm in… a bit of a hurry.

I just sent you a little gift.

What is this?

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Aguirre's got nothing left to lose.

If this is something,

we gotta pursue the guy.

'Cause in a few days,

he'll be vice president.

Without you, it's much harder.

I'm not fired yet.

We have some time, so get on it.

[dramatic music playing]

[exhales]

[Gabriel] I had some bother with a chick

who got tiresome. Frigid little b*tch.

I didn't think she'd dare,

but she reported me.

And Vargas fixed things.

You can probably guess how.

-[Guadalupe] Are you okay?

-Yes, honey.

I'm sorry,

can we speak for just a couple minutes?

Sure.

-Are we about to sell to the Catalans?

-Nothing's being sold.

So was selling

ever part of your plan, then?

Or was it a stunt to manipulate me

without me ever knowing?

I'm not that intelligent.

-[Lola] You're here.

-Hi, Mom. Yes.

And the interview?

Are you keeping your promise,

or is that fake too?

Even better.

Along with the deal that was made

with the president and the powers that be,

in exchange for not selling,

they've ended up adding to our agreement

a small clause that's very alluring.

And I think that you may agree with that.

I think you'll become a minister.

Don't grin too much.

We're at a funeral.

Don't be caught taking a photo like that.

I don't know

if I feel like smiling exactly, anyway.

Honestly, uh…

it bothers me doing it like this.

Yeah.

It is unfair that you get the job

'cause you're my daughter. Yeah.

However, it's also unfair

that because you're my daughter,

you weren't offered it earlier.

You're more than qualified

in your own right, Guadalupe,

and opportunities

come where they come. That's it.

The important thing here is

what you do when they arise.

I wanted to read out a passage

from Enrique's first novel,

one that I find exceptionally moving.

But then I thought,

if he could hear me… [laughs]

…he'd roll in his grave,

saying that it…

it was a bit pretentious or corny.

Or even worse than that, too boring.

I'm sure he would never forgive me.

I imagine he'd prefer it

if we just went to the bar

to completely trash all his work.

It's what he'd normally be doing,

honestly,

whenever he was at a peer's funeral.

Sorry, old friend, but I'm going to read

some words of Gil de Biedma,

which I know you really liked.

A cruel illness took his life too,

well before it was his time to go.

And plus, he was g*y,

which I know

earned him extra points in Enrique's view.

[sighs, sniffles]

Life is a serious business

Which is something you don't

Find out until much later

[tense music playing]

[door closes]

[ethereal music playing]

[man 1] Check the drawers?

[clattering]

[man 2] No, nothing in the drawers.

[Lola] Like all young people

I threw myself headfirst

Into my life to come

[man 1] Look behind the closet.

I wanted to leave my mark

And finish to a round of applause

Becoming old, dying

Were only theatrically intended devices

[man 1] What was that?

-Hey, hey! Quiet!

-[woman, muffled] Mm!

However, as the time passed

Unpleasant truths became obvious

[blows and kicks thudding]

And becoming old

And finally, dying

Are the only storylines in the play

[music intensifies]

[ethereal, somber music playing]