04x02 - Five Seconds

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Elite". Aired: 5 October 2018 –; present.
Series is set in Las Encinas, a fictional elite high school and revolves around the relationships between three working-class students enrolled at the school through a scholarship program and their wealthy classmates.
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04x02 - Five Seconds

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Did you team up with his

family to bring him here

and shield him from the

rumors in his country?

What rumors?

What?

Nothing.

Is there something I should

know? Care to maybe enlighten me?

- No, nothing.

- Where's Mencía?

She won't pick up. I've texted

and called a thousand times.

She's not even here?

I expressly asked you to make sure

this kind of thing didn't happen.

I'm sorry, but I can't keep

an eye on her 24 hours a day.

We can stop if you need to.

I want you to feel comfortable.

So you don't get the wrong idea,

this is our last time doing this.

See what happens.

Yes, Mom.

Benjamín said he'd be

here with his three kids.

They'll be in my class.

Don't worry.

Thanks. I love you.

Let's talk tomorrow.

It's a pleasure to meet you in person.

The pleasure is mine. Welcome.

I'll introduce you to

my children. Patrick.

- Hello. How are you?

- A pleasure.

- The pleasure's mine.

- Ariadna.

Hello.

How are you?

Nice to meet you.

Her blood alcohol content

is three milligrams.

And if she's not used to drinking

Did she fall, or did someone push her?

Well, we actually don't know for sure.

These first 48 hours will be the

most critical for your daughter.

Phillipe Florian von Triesenberg

is the second youngest heir in Europe.

- He opened le Bal two years ago.

- Wow. Hmm.

- The debutante ball in Paris.

- Hmm.

- You know?

- No.

But above all, I mean,

come on. Isn't he so pretty?

Not only is he a babe,

he's a fashion icon

and a patron of all the

best international designers.

And I bet you didn't know

he's fluent in four languages.

He grew up in the best

boarding schools here,

in the UK, and Switzerland, so

he's super elegant. He's handsome,

and he's got royal and commoner,

French and Spanish blood.

It's in his blood.

Let me see if I'm right.

Are you putting together some

animated fantasy in your head

where this dude, this Florence,

is gonna make you a famous designer

and give you some kind of

royal happily ever after?

Florian, not Florence. And no. I

just wanted to share this information.

Great. I'd like to share

that you'd better get

your helmet on, Cinderella.

You're in for a head-on collision, kid.

That's why they set up

the gate and the cameras?

Because this guy's coming to study here?

Yeah, that's exactly what it is.

And the measures aren't

gonna stop there either.

Look. A better picture of him.

- Gee, thanks.

- I'll be right back.

So, this necktie is a choice. Okay.

What's goin' on?

You have a minute?

What do you want?

Sweet-talk me into convincing

my dad to remove the cameras?

No.

I came to tell you I'm sorry.

It wasn't all a game. I promise.

What part wasn't?

I really enjoyed our

walk around the reservoir.

Walk? I remember you calling it a date.

Okay, our date.

So, the date was real, then?

And what else was real?

- The connection between us.

- Yeah, I thought it was real too.

- The laughs about my guinea pig.

- Your girlfriend?

My girlfriend is very real.

I'm really sorry.

I'm gonna let this slide

but don't have a connection

with anyone else as long

as you have a girlfriend.

Okay?

Okay.

It's a deal.

Hey, there's been a weird vibe between

you and Ari ever since the date.

Flirty banter at the

pool, talking alone,

staring deep into each other's

eyes. It's all a little

We had a misunderstanding,

but that's cleared up.

Aren't you going to try

to get together with her?

Samuel, I have a girlfriend.

- Oh, all right. Wasn't sure there.

- What's the matter? You into her?

Who, me? No way. Don't worry. I'm

not gonna hit on her or anything.

Oh, okay, all right.

"Oh, okay, all right," what?

Would you lose it if I

did make a move on her?

No, I don't give a sh*t.

- Good, 'cause you have a girlfriend.

- Yeah.

- But I'm saying this for you, not for me.

- What?

I say this as a friend. You're

out of your league with her.

Oh, I see what you're doing.

You're either jealous, or you've gone

back to being the

classist prick you were.

Look, I'm saying this

to protect you, okay?

I know you got a taste of

a marquise, but be real,

Carla was the best you're gonna do.

Ari isn't just out of your

orbit. She's f*cking Pluto.

You're Earth. Understand?

- Like f*cking Pluto, huh?

- Yeah.

Okay.

Come on. Don't be pissed at me.

Where were you last night?

Out.

Can I at least ask who with?

A friend of mine.

Okay. Which friend?

Benjamín, I'm leaving.

Otherwise, I'll be late for class,

and you'll get upset with me.

Mencía. Mencía!

Uh, excuse me.

Yes?

It's saying, "Criminal record"?

Which part don't you understand,

"criminal" or "record"?

Because they're both pretty

common words, Parrilla.

No, I got that part.

What I don't understand is why

they're asking about our personal

and immediate family's records.

Isn't that private information?

Hmm. Actually, in your

case and your mother's case,

that info's public and well known.

You can leave it blank.

The Principality of Triesen

is asking for information about

their heir's classmates, not me.

Though it doesn't seem unreasonable

that they would want to assess

who is taking classes and

sharing this space with him.

Right?

Rebe.

Are you all right?

f*ckin' peachy.

Come on. Stop stressing

yourself out about it.

Are you serious right now?

He's kicking people out.

That's not exactly what he said.

Cool. Shut up. I wasn't talking to you.

- Okay.

- You said it yourself.

This dude pretends to be polite,

but he came here looking for blood.

Who will be the first

to go, huh? Go ahead.

My mom spent last semester in the

clink. I was dealing with stuff here.

We're two for the price of one

for that son of a bitch Benjamín.

Okay, I get that we wanna

blame those around us

rather than accepting

responsibility for our mistakes,

but in this case, as you all heard,

this is the royal house's

decision, not my father's.

Don't worry, Rebeka. You're not the

only family with criminal records.

Take Samuel's brother.

What about your dad?

Did you forget? Though he's rich,

they know him by name at the precinct.

Right now, as far as the royals

and Benjamín are concerned,

you and I are no different, dude.

Same level of total bullshit.

PEEP INTO THE CLASSROOM.

GIVE ME TEN MINUTES.

THAT'S ALL I'M ASKING.

Rebe.

I really like you.

And I have this sneaking

suspicion that you like me too.

So I don't understand why you keep

running away from me like that.

And what makes you think I

like you in that way? Hmm?

Well, I mean, for

starters, the last time I

I did this to you

it also took you

a while to pull away.

Look, I'm sorry, but I just don't

You need to get out of here.

The room needs to be

searched top to bottom.

So, tell me. Has the world

ended since I kissed you?

Huh? Tell me.

Has anything changed regarding

the way things were

just five minutes ago?

Your dad's face. Now he's got

a reason to kick me to the curb.

Okay, so now you're gonna use my dad

as an excuse to avoid dealing with this?

Mencía, please drop it.

Let's just go about our separate ways.

It's really not that hard. No.

Could you just do me this favor?

We'd better not go near her,

'cause her shock waves might

blow us right into next week.

- They have a little something going on?

- Sure seems like it.

Think Rebeka went off on

her just 'cause she's a girl?

- No, she's not like that.

- That's not it.

I know what the problem

is. I mean, I can imagine.

Why don't you ask her to the

Lake Club for dinner tonight

so I can talk with her?

Because if I ask her, she'll

tell me to go f*ck myself.

Be my witness ♪

Walkin' blind ♪

Talk me through this ♪

For my love ♪

For my love, for my ♪

Dad says when you disappear all night,

it's 'cause you're off with Rebeka.

Oh, well, if Benjamín says

it, then it must be true.

And he also says that

she pays for you.

Mencía, do you know where

Rebeka gets that money from?

From the ATM.

Exactly like you.

Yeah.

Benjamín caught us kissing earlier.

Got a problem with that?

Are you serious?

'Kay, so you're a lesbian now, or what?

Who cares?

I'm really not into labeling myself.

Not in what I do or what I feel.

- I don't know. You get what I mean?

- Sure.

That you're a bit of an attention whore.

Mencía, I, um I hope you understand

I'm not gonna let you

get with this girl.

Rebeka's bad news.

REBE, SORRY TO BE A PAIN. CAN WE TALK?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

- Hey, a message from Mencía.

- The hell are you doin'?

HI, ARMANDO.

MAYBE WE COULD MEET ONE

MORE TIME. IF YOU WANT TO.

f*ck. Nadia pushed our

video call back another hour.

Why am I always the

one who has to adapt?

Sometimes I think I'm the only

one who's making an effort here.

Swallow my wish ♪

I wanna be drunk till tomorrow ♪

Drink my memory ♪

It's cool. I'll just be

here, slowly losing my mind.

Come on. Chill out, dude. I mean,

you guys are cool, though, right?

We're fine. Thanks, Omar.

sh*t, the only way we

see each other in a bar

is if you visit us at work.

- Things have changed this school year.

- I almost miss the old days.

Well, actually, I'm still

serving you guys drinks,

so I haven't really noticed

a difference personally, but

You know what we should do?

Do like before and throw a real banger.

- All right. Please.

- Yes. So, what's the overall vibe?

High-class or low-class?

This will be strictly for us old-timers.

We can have the party

at our house, right?

Although, why are we only

inviting the old-timers?

Who do you want to invite?

Who do you not want to?

- Well, Benjamín's kids, for one.

- Yeah. No, Benjamín's kids are out.

See? So now I'm curious who it

was you wanted to invite to it.

Ooh!

Samuel, just the

old-timers. No one else.

All right. Okay.

Drink my memory ♪

Swallow my wish ♪

- I wanna be drunk till tomorrow ♪

- Hey, have you seen the lake?

I haven't, but it's not like

my life depended on it, either.

It's beautiful. Come on. Check it out,

and I'll go and meet

you in five minutes.

Great. Just what I needed.

- Move, or you're in the water.

- Not until you hear me out.

We've been like this for several months.

And that's not long enough.

I know I really hurt you,

but how can I make things go back

to the way they were before with us?

Look at me.

Okay.

Anything else? Whatever you want.

Okay, look, Samuel.

What do you think? That

with a couple hugs and kisses

and "I'm sorry," everything's

gonna be the way it was?

I already know you're sorry. No

sh*t. You g*dd*mn better be sorry.

Then please, just tell me what to do.

Don't do anything. You

did more than enough.

You've royally f*cked me. You

lied to and humiliated me, dude.

What else could you do to me?

So after all of this, it's up to me,

and not you, whether we can be friends.

Okay.

Is there more to this

besties heart-to-heart chat,

or are we done here? Okay, then.

I'm just askin' that you

don't shut yourself off

from other people.

Just 'cause I'm a d*ck and f*cked you

over doesn't mean

everyone else will too.

Hello.

You're new here, honey.

Mm, yeah. I don't come here much.

He looks familiar. He a friend of yours?

He regularly comes here

with girls like you.

What do you mean, "like me"?

Aren't you a bit young to

be doing this, sweetheart?

Doing what, exactly?

Look, lady, you've no f*cking

clue what's going on between us.

Of course I know, dear. I'm

sure it's an awesome hourly rate.

At least I hope it's awesome because

young skin is worth twice as much.

Although, I've always felt like

experience should be worth more, but

Get your hands off me.

I just hope you know what you're doing,

if you really think you're so grown up.

- Is the little guy still sleeping?

- Shh, I'm tryin' to concentrate.

Omar, could we talk for a sec?

Great. Just what I needed.

A verbal play-by-play.

Well, it's just that well,

sex isn't just shoving it in.

- Oh, it's not?

- No.

What do you mean?

It's about skin.

And wordplay.

Mm and fantasies.

What are these fantasies of yours?

Well, the other day, with

Patrick, he made a move.

I thought you said

all you did was dance.

Well, you know. The

usual horsing around.

Sure, the usual stuff.

- 'Cause that's the norm.

- Shut up and listen.

At one point during the

night, we were super high.

We were dancing, sweating,

rubbing against each other.

And he started kissing

me over my clothes.

He said, "It's not cheating

if your clothes are on."

I let him for a sec.

Then I stopped him because of the guilt.

You felt guilty 'cause

he made you horny?

Can I be honest with you?

I mean, yeah. We're always honest.

Not horny.

Horny as hell.

And he wouldn't stop. I kept saying,

"Stop, stop," but he

kept having his way.

He started kissing me all over my neck

and then very slowly

working his way down.

And when he got down to my fly,

I could feel his breath.

A hard-on? What does that mean?

What?

Phillipe?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh. It's just how's your shoulder?

That's fine. Leave her.

- Recover from that accident?

- I did.

- Yeah?

- I'm fine. It was nothing.

- Oh.

- Thanks.

That accident.

I'm sorry for straight-up

jumping you, like, phew.

I just had to say hi to you.

If If I didn't, I wouldn't have

I wouldn't have slept

for, I don't know, weeks.

Um, Cayetana. An honor.

Enchanté. And keeping you up at

night's the last thing I want to do.

I was told people in Spain give

each other two kisses on the cheek.

Yeah, we do. But are

you allowed to do that?

- Of course. Nice to meet you.

- Yeah?

- Phillipe?

- Nice to meet you.

- Welcome to Las Encinas.

- Thank you.

Cayetana, I'm so glad you're here.

Someone spilled coffee in the

computer lab, and it's gross.

Can you go clean it up?

Um

Was the cleaning lady bothering you?

Uh, no. Not at all. I was just

introducing myself to everyone.

Employees included.

Au revoir.

Cayetana. Trust me. I

get the concept that,

for a cleaning lady, one

day becoming a princess

is as alluring as honey is to flies.

But remember, honey isn't

meant for the donkey's mouth.

Don't go after someone

who isn't for you.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Did they throw her in there on purpose?

Who was it?

They don't know a thing.

Or they don't want us to know anything.

Are you okay?

I'm gonna uh, splash

my face with water.

- He turns you on. Admit it.

- Jesus. No, he doesn't.

See?

All right. Ander, he's

attractive. Anyone can see that.

I didn't get hard 'cause he turns me on.

I got hard 'cause he turned you on.

So, yes, I mean, I guess it turns me on,

imagining you being turned on by him.

So fine, that's true.

Yeah, you see how fantasies work?

Yeah.

Let's get in the shower.

So, if you're turned on by Patrick,

and maybe it turns me on

that he turns you on

What? Ask him to join us?

I mean, if we establish it

would still always be you and me

with another person.

Like a couples' deal. That's all.

Oh, now it's your

turn getting a hard-on.

Well, of course.

I mean, as long as we promise each

other it stays me and you, then

We'll always stay us.

- How the hell do we pop the question?

- I don't know. Just try asking the guy.

People must do it all the time.

Boys, I need you to vacate this area.

Come on.

Why, Dad? Uh, I mean, Benjamín.

It'll only be for 15 minutes,

so out you go, please.

Come on.

I wonder if this guy's balls

are as blue as his blood.

Okay, let me get this straight.

Your father kicked us out of the showers

so the f*cking little

prince can be by himself?

Hey. Go complain to Benjamín.

I'm out here half-naked,

just like the rest of you.

I think that was a bit over-the-top.

Look, I can't take credit for it.

That was all your father.

You serious?

Can I ask what you're doing out here?

We thought if His Royal Douchiness

is too good to share the showers

with all of our plebeian asses,

he probably won't want

to share the class.

Maybe it's not the poor dude's

fault. Maybe it's his parents, or

I I mean, it's probably

hard being royalty.

So now you're taking his

side just to suck up to Ari?

No. I know what it's like to be shat on

for having less than everyone. We're

sh1tting on him for having more.

Jesus, Samuel, you're

so quick to sell out.

What do you mean? I'm not selling out

Yeah, yeah. Whatever.

You're really bustin' my balls, man.

I am? I wonder why.

- Don't test my patience. Okay? Bye now.

- Unbunch your panties.

Yeah?

Two cocky guys fighting over you.

They're fighting over Phillipe.

Um uh, I don't know. Am I allowed

to look you in the eyes or ?

I'm just a cleaning lady. I get it

if His Highness doesn't want his,

um, cool friends to see

him with the janitor.

Hmm?

Oh, you don't have any.

But actually, I'm thinking of

starting a special little club

for everyone getting the

silent treatment at this school.

- Oh yeah? And who would be in it?

- You.

Me, depending on the day.

Well, this club doesn't sound very fun.

- No?

- How do I quit?

Hmm. It's complicated.

Well, to start, you'd have to

win over the club's founder.

That would be me.

And second, you'd need to tone down

that royal cockiness

just a couple of notches.

I accept.

As long as you tone

down the groupie behavior

a couple notches as well.

Ouch.

I'm sorry.

The founder's kind of been

a lifelong fan of yours

and knows too much, honestly.

And now it feels like

she knows you personally.

Look, if you want, we can start over.

Yes, that's better. Let's do it.

- Nice to meet you.

- Likewise.

- I'm Phillipe.

- Cayetana.

Although, um, I was told people in Spain

give each other two kisses on the cheek.

Yeah.

Enchanté.

I mean, half the planet

would k*ll to have

Phillipe von Triesenberg at their party.

What happened to old-timers only?

Guys, the only thing Phillipe wants

is the same as any normal

person, rich or poor.

He just wants to fit in.

Can he come or not?

- Sure, invite him. Why not?

- Yeah?

Awesome.

Ari!

You comin' tonight?

- Where?

- There's a party at my place.

Okay.

Hmm. You won't like it.

- It's not on-brand for you.

- Guzmán.

I've been to humble homes before.

Yeah, but it's not the

house. It's the theme.

What theme?

To celebrate that us OGs

don't mind sharing everything,

including the showers,

unlike the little prince,

we're gonna have a party, and it's, uh,

a good old towel party.

- What do you mean?

- No, shut up. That's cool.

Each person is only

allowed to bring one towel.

And to be honest, I don't see

the prince or you being into it.

What? No way. Phillipe doesn't mind

getting undressed in front of whoever.

The thing with the

showers was imposed on him.

Well, I'm bringing my best towel.

Unless you don't want me there,

'cause I get the feeling you don't.

Me? No, it's good. Since

you're officially invited now.

So, there's no possible reason

you wouldn't want me there, right?

- None at all.

- Great.

- Thanks, Samuel.

- Don't mention it.

- See you there.

- That's right.

Mencía.

We'd love for you to come to a party

at my house tonight. Are you up for it?

Uh, yeah, sure. Thank you.

You got it.

It's on me. What do you want?

- Let's do sh*ts.

- Right now?

Of course. To warm things up.

Go big or go home. You go this

full-out on everything, or ?

After spending two years

in bed, unable to move,

I'm not really someone who sits around

waiting for things to just happen.

I see what I want,

go for it, and get it.

Cheers to us.

- Ugh, that's nasty.

- Ugh.

All right, I'm going to the john.

You've got a better way with words.

So, what were you saying earlier?

You go after what you

want, and you always get it?

I want it all.

Like, all the time.

You mean you want everyone all the time?

A slight difference there.

Listen, don't get it twisted here.

The libertine lifestyle and

partying doesn't make me happy.

What I actually want is something

really worthwhile, you know?

But that feels practically impossible.

Why's that?

Okay, well, assuming your soulmate

hasn't already d*ed

or not been born yet,

the possibilities of finding

them are one in 10,000 lifetimes.

Honestly, I don't buy

the whole soulmates thing.

It means just a marketing gimmick to me.

But sure, all right. I'll humor you.

So, what do you call

you and Ander, then?

Pfft.

I mean, call it whatever you want.

But, uh

you know when you f*ck

somebody and look 'em in the eyes,

and in that moment, time stands still?

And for five seconds,

you get this feeling.

There's nothing else but them.

And you can't help

yourself but to smile.

Of course you know it.

Because you got to have that

with each other in this lifetime.

Hey. Welcome.

- Hi.

- Come in.

Check it out. That there's the bathroom.

And my room, in case you want to change.

- You want a drink?

- What?

- Do you want a drink?

- I don't drink alcohol.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

Ari. Come on. Get your

towel and drink up.

- Patrick, I don't drink. You know that.

- Yeah, except for when you do.

Come on. I want Ira to come

to the party. She's awesome.

Who is Ira?

She's like your cool alter ego

when you're drunk. Your dark side.

Ari, Ira.

That's the dream team.

Hey there.

Here, come on. Let's summon Ira.

Okay, I'll have a little, but

just 'cause my mouth is dry.

Sure, whatever.

Unfortunately, there's no garbagemen

here for your amusement this time.

Garbagemen who?

About seven in the morning?

It was August, in Biarritz.

Want me to show you the video?

- No.

- I figured.

I'm a nice girl too ♪

I'm a naughty girl ♪

I came up with the towel party idea.

- Hi.

- And I said, "Why not?"

Hello. How you doing?

I'm great. How are you tonight?

I'm great.

I have an idea. Wanna dance?

Or chitchat a bit?

Or chitchat while dancing?

Excuse me.

- Is Nadia your girlfriend?

- Yeah.

- Oh.

- Hey. How are you, sweetie?

Mm, are you naked right now?

No, I'm wearing a towel.

Hi. Look.

We're dressed in towels

at your brother's house.

He's having a party.

There they are.

You know you never gonna find ♪

A better pum-pum ♪

Tell me you in heaven ♪

When we makin' boom-boom ♪

And that girl is?

Oh, she's one of the new kids

here. They just joined our class.

Guzmán, I can barely hear you.

Can you please find a quieter spot?

You can't hear me? Wait, one minute.

Anything for you ♪

Fly with me ♪

Are you just gonna stare at me, or

are you gonna come out and say it?

- Do I really look that bad in a towel?

- Not at all. You look f*ckin' awesome.

It's just that, once

it gets to be this late,

between the hot outfits

and the buzz, well

- What do you expect?

- What?

Well, so It's just we

wanted to ask you if, uh

- What?

- Let's see.

Mm, well, would you like to, um,

join us to uh, to, like

Go on a a night out?

- No.

- A party?

I mean, to like

You mean a three-way?

Yes.

Well, why didn't you just

come out and say that?

'Cause of what you said earlier.

That now you're looking to settle down.

The thing about the five seconds

versus going around,

having meaningless sex.

This late and dressed in a towel?

Now is not when you settle down.

- So, to your room?

- Now? Already?

I'm a nice girl too ♪

- Come on.

- I'm a naughty girl ♪

Anything for you ♪

I'm a naughty girl ♪

I'm a nice girl too ♪

I'm a naughty girl ♪

Anything for you ♪

- I think we should talk.

- Hold on.

Oof.

Nadia, are you seriously gonna

get mad at me for partying?

You're in New York. You

can do what you want,

and I'm fine with that.

Well, I'm not angry or anything.

It's just that I'm here

studying, and you're

And I'm partying. Say it.

Look, um I mean,

don't you realize that

this only goes to show that our

lives are like night and day?

Like, literally.

Does this seem like a normal,

healthy relationship that's

going somewhere to you?

Yes.

To me, it does. Yeah.

Be together ♪

Can we just be together? ♪

Be together ♪

Be together ♪

She don't really please ya ♪

No, it ain't the same with me ♪

I can think of something ♪

Okay, look, I'm sorry.

But, really, I'm very sorry.

I I just have a lot

of baggage. A sh*t ton.

Just packed full of of

insecurities, full of fears, full of

Shh.

It It's hot, but it

bums me out just a smidge

when you keep shutting me

up like that. Just sayin'.

I want you to forget your fears, okay?

Like, I'm in a towel.

I can't be that scary.

- We're in love ♪

- We should be together ♪

Don't you look sweet ♪

But you look better with me ♪

Tell you, baby ♪

I'll make you complete ♪

Can we just ♪

Yes, queens! Bravo, bravo, bravo!

Long live love. I'm so here for it!

Oh, Mencía, I'm so over the moon

for you. Honestly, girl. It's true.

I'm just so glad to see you

super happy and, like, content.

Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah! Ah You

deserve the absolute best, honey.

And so do you, Rebeka.

Mwah!

What are you doin'?

I'm making an executive decision.

No more looking for the

perfect place and time.

The place is here.

The time is now.

But you look better with me ♪

Tell you, baby ♪

I'll make you complete ♪

Can we just be together? ♪

Can we just be together? ♪

Can we just ♪

Be together? ♪

Can we just be together? ♪

Up on your feet now ♪

La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

Baby, more boom for the b*at now ♪

La, la, la, la, la, la, la ♪

Leave it on the floor ♪

Who wants some more?

Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- Whoo! ♪

- Go on, get ready ♪

Get ready ♪

Get ready ♪

I thought you didn't drink.

Funny, and I thought you

didn't undress in public

'cause your nipples

are too fancy and royal.

- Oh.

- Oh, f*ck.

Who's that hunk over there?

He's in our class, I think.

- Really?

- Pretty sure this is his party.

Oh yeah, he opened the door for me.

- Hi.

- Hi there. How are you?

- Great, how are you?

- I'm great now.

Oh, I'm so glad.

I didn't think you'd come.

- Why not?

- Because we're not part of the same class.

What do you mean?

Phillipe just told me we

were. You are messing with me.

No. We're not part of

the same social class.

- Not like our school.

- Oh, all right. I get you.

Well, when I drink, I forget

all about stupid old class.

- Really?

- Yeah. In every sense of the word.

- Yeah.

- Because "class" is super polysemic.

And polysyllabic.

So, when I drink, I

forget every last bit.

- Mm.

- That's why I don't drink.

I get the feeling she

prefers waiters to princes.

- Tough break.

- It's possible.

- I know.

- Mm-hmm.

- Wanna dance with me?

- Sure.

Come on, then.

I really admire what you do.

But why? What have I done in

my life to make you admire me?

sh*t, where do I start?

You can wear whatever you want,

but you gamble on young designers

who normally get zero exposure,

and you give them just that.

Yeah, that's it. Who

was your seed designer?

- Huh?

- Those of us who like fashion

all have that one special designer

who planted that first seed.

For example, mine is

Silvio Alessandro

de la Guardia. Sadelagu.

- You're kidding me. He's yours as well?

- Of course.

What's the matter?

You're used to smiling and all the girls

falling at your feet, aren't you?

Well, just maybe, that

tactic won't work with me.

Sure. Let me see if I

get this right, okay?

What you want is to play

it cool and reject me

so that eventually, I'll end

up falling in love with you.

- Oh.

- I can tell you how that tactic ends.

Badly, right?

Best scenario, you

are in the friend zone.

Oof. Friend zone?

- Mm-hmm.

- Fatal.

- Isn't it?

- We don't like the friend zone at all.

- We don't like it?

- No.

- Here's the problem.

- What?

I wanna kiss you, but I won't

take advantage of a drunk girl.

- Are you drunk right now?

- No.

- You're not?

- No.

- Then I'll kiss you.

- Okay.

Nadia.

Hi.

Hey, listen.

I've been thinking.

And you're right.

We're in over our heads, and

we can't get them above water.

It doesn't make any

sense to keep trying.

Let's give each other a couple

days to think it over, okay?

Okay. That would be good. Get some rest.

Oh no, the garbagemen.

Now the alcohol's out of your

system, you've remembered class again.

What? What class? You mean at school?

Uh, no, I don't I don't drink.

I don't know what alcohol

you're talking about.

Don't worry. I'm good at

staying in the background.

It's where I live.

I don't want anyone

to get expelled because of me.

No one should pay for their family's

sins because of who my family is.

It's a matter of control and security.

My family didn't ask for even half

of the measures you put in place.

Besides, I've had the

chance to meet my classmates,

and I feel welcome.

I don't see any danger in them.

Very well.

Which measures should I get rid of?

The cameras, perhaps?

No, not the cameras.

I'd prefer it if you kept them.
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