01x07 - Episode 7

[bunniefuu]

-[vacuum whirring]
-[cell phone ringing]

[vacuum shuts off]

-What's up, Rosa?
-Nat, can you put the news on?

I can't right now,

I'm in the middle of vacuum-packing
my collection garments,

and it's taking forever.
You wouldn't believe what I've found.

I'm talking about discontinued pieces
completely gone from the market

-from the biggest labels out there.
-Nat, Nat. Nat!

The police will pull
the security feed

from the security cameras.

It's a matter of hours
before they find us.

Why didn't we think
of the damn security cameras?

Well, you didn't,
that much is very clear.

I did, obviously,
but starting a revolution

means lighting a fire
you can't always control,

and bracing for the fallout, Rosa.

[stammers] And what's your plan?

-[intriguing music playing]
-I think-- You know,

doing my own thing makes sense.

I wanna set up
an online vintage store.

Something small, but mine.

Nat, you've completely
lost your mind.

You sound crazy, you're not
listening, I've just told--

Come on, Rosa,
don't disrespect me, okay?

Don't insult me,
or I'll hang up on you.

No, you know what? I'm hanging up.

[dial tone beeping]

Right, so, I only need...

[vacuum whirring]

[whirring intensifies]

[police siren wailing]

[footsteps approaching]

[siren stops]

They're here.

[serene music playing]

If it's just you here now, Ma...
they can't throw you out.

"They can't throw you out."

[crying and panting]

[yelps]

[panting shakily]

[panting slows]

[serene music fades out]

[indistinct chatter nearby]

[intriguing music playing]

[exhales, then giggles softly]

[calling out]
Ma! Ma, come on, we gotta go.

[laughs]

"Come on, we gotta go."

[intriguing music continues playing]

[sirens chirping softly]

[tires screech softly]

[inaudible dialogue]

RAGE

Hope you're hungry because you're
getting a solid serving of testicles.

[grunts] Mm...

[Emilio groaning faintly]

[in weak voice] Please, stop. Please.

[continues groaning]

FAMILY

Emilio, listen, no complaints,
you're eating it all, perfect.

[whimpering weakly]

[shallow heaving]

What are you doing?

[grunts softly,
then continues groaning]

Yeah, it's very yum.

-[pensive music playing]
-[grunting]

-Eat it now.
-[groaning] No, no, no...

Come on, you've gotta be starving.

Come on.

You eat while it's hot,
and give me your feedback after.

Come on.

No, no-- [spits, then food splashes]

[grunting and groaning]

[sighs sharply]

What's the matter?

-[ragged breathing]
-What's wrong with you?

My heart...

-My heart hurts, please.
-Are you serious?

-[groaning erratically]
-What is this? Are you kidding me?

You don't think
I cut anything off you, right?

You can't be serious right now.

I mean, come on, this is tofu.
I'm a vegan.

-Untie me. [panting]
-What are you saying?

-Why would I lie to you? What pills?
-[pleading] My pills, please!

-Give me my pills!
-What pills?!

-Check the bedroom nightstand!
-The nightstand?

[in panicked voice]
In the green bottle, please! Please!

-[ragged breathing]
-[tense music playing]

[panting]

[voice breaking] What green bottle?!

[panicked whimpering and groaning]

What's this?

[grunts]

[panting]

-[gasps]
-Give me my pills, Vera.

I said give me my pills.
I'm gonna k*ll you!

-Put the knife down.
-Give me my pills, you b*tch.

-Put the knife down.
-Give them to me, Vera.

-Put it down first. Take it easy.
-[heaves sharply] Give me my pills.

I'm calling the cops.
You went too far.

-I'm reporting you. [groaning]
-Emilio, please, put the phone down.

No, put the phone down. Put it down.

-[operator] Emergency services.
-Don't call police. Don't do this.

-[heaves sharply]
-Take them.

[operator] Police speaking.

-[yelps] Emilio?
-I can't hear you.

[stammers, then yelps]

[operator] How can I help you? Hello?

Is everything okay?

-[gasps]
-[phone beeps]

[in shaky voice] Emilio, your pills.

Emilio.

-[gasping and panting]
-[suspenseful music playing]

Emilio?

[muffled whimper]

[panicked stammering] Em--

[pensive music playing]

[Vera shouts]

[both] Sorry.

[Vera panting]

[vacuum whirring]

[voice drowned out] Marga! Marga,
I need your help, please.

Marga! Marga! Help me, please!

Oh, God. Marga.

[pensive music continues playing]

[Vera] Here he is.

[Marga] Oi...

Let's see.

[Marga panting softly]

-[shouts]
-What?

Yes.

-Yes, yes, yes.
-Is he, you know...?

-Yes, he's dead.
-Okay.

What's our move?

Uh... [gasps softly]

Mm...

Uh, okay. Look, listen, first of all,

I don't like being dragged
into your show.

See what I mean?
You say "we" so casually,

like we're actually in this together.

What's "our" move? What's "our" move?
It's, what's your move? Your move.

-[crying]
-I'm not involved. No.

No, no, forgive me. Relax.

We're friends, okay.
I'm gonna help you. I'm involved.

-Hm? Come on, it's okay.
-[crying]

-It's okay.
-I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Sure, of course.
[whispering] It's gonna be all right.

[intriguing music playing]

If they tell you to turn it off,
you turn it off, period.

I told you, I turned it off, my love.
I really did.

Well, now you have,
but the damage is done.

No, I don't think it's a big deal,
I answered right away.

It wasn't ringing that long,
isn't that right, guys?

They don't have an opinion,
they were focused on something else.

It rang for ages, and it completely
ruined the Schubert string quintet.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

They're the ones
who need to forgive you.

Interrupting Schubert.
What the hell is she talking about?

Okay, guys. Come on in.
Let's have lunch.

-[coughing nearby]
-[gasps]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[coughing continues]
-[all gasp]

[whispering] Okay. Stay here.

I'll go upstairs and see who's there.
Wait here.

-[whispering] Okay.
-[whispering] Be careful.

If you go, we'll be by ourselves--

-Take care of the kids.
-[whispering] Dad, be careful!

[suspenseful music continues playing]

-[coughing continues]
-[gasps]

[Loreto whispering] Stay right here,
okay? I'll be back in a second.

[both scream]

[music fades out]

What the hell are you doing here?

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Of course.

What a cold-hearted monster.

"What a cold-hearted monster."

-Are you going to explain this?
-[disjointed music playing]

Uh, yeah. I'll explain it all now.

Fresh sliced fruit.

-"Fresh sliced fruit."
-Thanks, Mom.

[keypad beeping]

You dared to evict a sick old woman
with no resources, and nowhere to go?

-And her daughter, for non-payment.
-[line ringing]

-[line clicks]
-Hello, police?

-Hang up.
-What are you doing?

How do you live with yourself,
being so shameless?

Loreto, for God's sake. They're
squatters, trying to pass as tenants.

All the new laws around this

are gonna have you crying
into your pillow.

What are you talking about right now?
When has a law ever stopped me?

I won't let that poor lady
be tossed out like an as*h*le.

That is not gonna happen.

[intriguing music playing]

-[woman] Good morning.
-Good morning, Meriem.

-Oh, hi.
-Hello, Cati, how are you?

How are you, Tina?

-I'm good.
-Three euros, 40 cents.

You haven't seen my mother
and my grandma around here, have you?

Yeah, I mean,
your mom quite a lot. Why?

-Did she talk to you at all?
-Talk to me about what?

Plans. Plans. If she had
travel plans or stuff like that.

You haven't heard from her?

No, don't worry, Cati.

-You know what my mother's like.
-Right.

-They'll show back up.
-But if you need anything, I'm here.

-Sure, sure, sure.
-Okay?

-You're over by 10 cents, honey.
-It's fine. All yours, sweetheart.

-All right, sweetie.
-All the best.

Oh, Lord...

[indistinct chatter nearby]

What are you doing?

My parents have come here for me.

I'm going back home, Lu.

[Megan's bag zipping]

You were leaving
without telling me anything?

Yeah.

Listen...

I really don't care if
it was all a lie...

because it was our lie.

All that stuff about
buying fake followers,

and these big-shot influencers.

[pensive music playing]

I don't even know
if you wanna be a l*sbian.

You're going home after
what it took you to get out of there?

We have no job, we have nothing.

I need to start from scratch,
and I can only do it from there.

This city is destroying us.

[exhales sharply]

I'm not going back, Megan.

No, I know you're not.

And that's why
I have nothing to say to you.

[doorbell buzzing]

They're here.

-I'll help you.
-No, no. No.

Are you going to keep seeing Marcel?

I don't know.

I think you do know, actually.

Forgive me, Megan.

Of course I will.

[grunting]

[muffled crying]

[sobbing]

Victoria Leal Sanchez?

[indistinct chatter nearby]

-Yes.
-[intriguing music playing]

Am I being released?

With charges and a fine...

the judge will go over
everything with you.

Come on, let's go.

-[Victoria] Hey, I know you.
-Come on, let's go.

I really can't go to prison.

You won't, Rosa.
Please, just stay calm.

Justice in Spain today
is the theater of the absurd.

They don't put abusers in prison,
are they gonna do it to us?

How can you possibly be
so calm about all this?

I am calm. You're right, actually.
You know what I think it is?

You'll probably
roll your eyes or whatever,

but I think it's because
I know I have style,

and that confidence
is settling me, you know?

I mean, fashion's given me
a kind of grounding

that other people get from faith.

Why don't you take your
bullshit attitude and get lost?

[door unlocks, then buzzes nearby]

[both groaning]

Oh, he's so heavy.

[exhales sharply]

-Imagine it all by myself.
-Yeah.

Uh-huh...

Well, what do we do now?

Mm... He was taking heart meds,
after all, you know?

What does that mean?

-That he has heart trouble.
-And he had a heart attack.

When they find him,
they'll think it was natural causes.

Hmm?

Okay. But we leave him like this,
or put his pajamas on?

-We put his pajamas on.
-Yeah.

[Vera sighs]

[Marga sighs] Well...

[Marga sighs]

Hmph...

-[sighs]
-That's it.

That's not it.

-What's left?
-Erase all traces.

[uplifting music playing]

[both exhale deeply]

[vacuum whirring]

[sprays briefly]

[Marga grunting softly]

Oh, for God's sake.

Grab this.

[sighs deeply]

Phewf...

[continues sighing deeply]

It's crazy that
it's taken something like this

to really start reflecting
on my life.

Right.

Well, now all that's left is for him
to be found, and that's that.

Still, we'd better not see
each other for a while, Vera.

Mm...

[whispering] Here.

[whispering]
What do we do with the bags?

-Take them to the car.
-What do you mean the car?

[groans]

You're too much.

-Vera, what did I tell you?
-[Vera] About what?

That it was better
to have no contact for a while.

That's not what you said, Marga.
You said we shouldn't see each other.

The same thing! We shouldn't talk,
especially not on the phone.

-I'm a bit nervous about all that.
-Shut up!

But do you know anything?

About if the gallery owner
has seen my new work?

-No, but I'll let you know.
-Huh? A gallery owner?

The gallery owner
hasn't seen my new work yet.

But I'll let you know.

Ah... Okay, okay, okay.
And do you have any idea when--?

No, Vera! I don't know anything!
[shouts] I'm hanging up!

Oi...

[moody music playing]

Oi...

[screaming wildly]

You just missed the doctor,
but don't worry,

-he'll be back shortly.
-Okay. Thank you.

You can wait for him here.

-Thank you.
-Okay, I'll be right back.

Who let you in?

[sighs] I don't usually
ask permission, like you.

So you've come to finish me off then?

Not until you give me back every last
cent of the money from that award.

I wish I had some left.
I used it to pay debts.

Look, Raúl, after all the time
we've known each other,

how much money
did you steal from me

while I trusted you
to do the right thing?

I meant my apology to you.

But I needed the money.
I was desperate.

Ah.

I loved you so much.
Maybe badly... but so much.

Whatever that was,
it didn't feel like love.

They're discharging you
this afternoon.

Here's the info
about your care, you know, and...

all your next nursing appointments.

[scoffs faintly]
They gave it all to me.

You know what that means, don't you?

That you're going
to use this to blackmail me?

[chuckles softly]

No. That you're all alone.

As alone as you are.

Mm--

I'm coming up with a terrible idea.

-[in dramatic voice] Terrible...
-Stay away, or I'll call the nurse.

[in normal voice] You and I...

we're the only family that
either of us have known.

And that's...

pathetic, you know?

That's what families do...

they always screw each other over.

[sighs]

You always repeat what you hear,
no matter what it is?

"No matter what it is."

Repeat, "Rony is a dickhead."

-"Rony is a--"
-Watch your language.

"Watch your language."

[Rony] It backfired on you.
Meh, meh, meh!

Mom, please let her stay.
She's pretty cool. I like her.

[intriguing music playing]

Of course, she'll be staying with us.

Actually, honey, this lady's going
to be staying with us for a while.

If she wants to, of course.

"She wants to, of course."

-That's awesome!
-That's awesome! Yeah!

[footsteps receding softly]

Please tell me it's a joke.

My mother died alone in a home,
during the worst of the pandemic.

Shut away in her room,
choking to death.

You didn't want her at home,
and I agreed to it.

[voice breaking]
I'll never forgive myself.

And I won't forgive you.

Honey, I'm sorry,
but COVID caught everyone off guard.

There was no way to know.

I am truly sorry,
you know that, right?

You'll be even sorrier
if it even occurs to you,

for the briefest second,
to throw this lady out

before we find
a proper alternative for her.

-Loreto, be reasonable, will you?
-I'll file for divorce, Seve.

I'll file for divorce.
I'll keep the boys, the house,

and anything else
I can bleed out of you.

What the hell are you saying?
Have you lost your mind?

All of this, just for some stranger
you barely met?

Not for some stranger.
For me and for my mother.

She died alone, in pain,
locked in her room.

[Rubén] Yeah, sure.

[Adela's mother]
"I'm trying to help."

[Rubén] Go on, repeat it.
"Rubén is smarter."

-"Rubén is smarter."
-[chuckles]

[Rony] No, Rubén is stupid.

-"Rubén is stupid."
-[Rubén] Not true, Rony. Stop lying.

-[Rony] Very stupid.
-It's a lie.

[Rubén]
"Rubén--" Uh-- "Rubén is smarter."

-"Rubén is smarter."
-[Rubén] See?

The body was found early this morning
by a member of the household staff

at the private residence
of the deceased.

The man was found lying in bed,

showing no immediate signs
of struggle or trauma.

Authorities say
preliminary findings suggest...

[cell phone ringing]

[Marga] Turn on the TV,
put the news on.

-They found him?
-Yes, but shut up, and watch this.

-Wait. It's on.
-[TV turns on]

No traces of robbery
or violence have been found.

Pending the autopsy, official sources

are leaning toward
a myocardial infarction

as the likely cause of death.

-The deceased...
-So then it was a heart attack.

That's what they said. That's right.

-The investigation remains open...
-It means we can relax, then?

-For now at least?
-Yeah, I guess. For now at least.

-[Vera] Oh, by the way.
-[Marga] Tell me.

Didn't you make it clear that
we weren't supposed to be talking?

-Well... you're right. That's it.
-Okay.

-I'll hang up now.
-Okay, bye, then.

[phones beep]

[phones tap softly]

[operator] The number you have dialed

is disconnected
or no longer in service.

Where the hell are you two?

-Nothing?
-Nothing.

Well, they'll turn up.
Don't stress about it.

You know what your mother's like.

That's the point, Toni.
Because I know her.

-Want an espresso shot?
-No.

-Get me a pickle stick.
-...and made to make you feel good.

-Okay.
- Small healthy details

that change your life.

[thudding nearby]

[glass breaking]

[exhaling softly]

[thudding nearby]

[gently disjointed music playing]

[branches rustling]

[branches continue rustling]

Who's there?

[shouts] I'm armed!

-[g*n c*ck]
-[breathing nervously]

[exhales raggedly]

[g*nsh*t, then pig squeals]

Vera, give me a second. Listen to me.

I need you to return the favor.

Yes.

Right now.

[Vera grunting]

That's it.

[both grunting and groaning softly]

All right.

[Marga] One, two, three.

[both groaning]

[Marga] Oi...

[both grunt strenuously,
then exhale sharply]

Okay.

[both panting softly]

Shall we rest for a while
and cover it up later?

-[sobbing]
-You want some wine? What's wrong?

[voice breaking]
Poor thing, you know?

So innocent to end up there...
in a freaking hole.

Well... at least nobody ate him.

[Vera whimpering faintly]

Come on, let's bury him now.

-Then we'll have some wine.
-Okay.

[Marga] Oi...

[both grunting and panting]

[Marga] Oi...

[Vera sobbing]

[Vera crying and heaving softly]
I loved her... very much.

-[Marga grunting and panting]
-[Vera continues crying softly]

[Vera sobbing]

[Marga] Oh, geez...

[Marga] Oi...

[both continue grunting and panting]

[Vera whimpers]

[Marga groans]

[sobbing]
Oh, Marga. I feel so bad. So bad.

[Marga] That's it,
there's nothing more to be done.

-[Vera crying] This is a ham.
-No, it's not a ham.

Let's keep going.

[Vera continues crying]