04x08 - Before I Go (Part II)

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Tell me again what her message was.

"Is that all you have to tell me,

as though last night never happened?"

So, you still smelled

of her, you bastard.

- Guzmán!

- Let me tell you something.

You're a g*dd*mn liar.

You pretend that you're a good

dude, that you're my friend,

but, of course, you have no g*dd*mn idea

what being a friend means, do you?

I'm not gonna punch you here

'cause we're in a restaurant.

What's with the look?

Is this you sticking your neck out?

Guzmán. Guzmán. Guzmán!

Look, this isn't a competition for

me or just a f*cking whim, okay?

You're my friend, above all.

The last thing I want is to

hurt you or f*ck you over.

Let me make something clear.

Listening?

You go to hell!

You get that?

- Okay, listen

- You seriously need to shut the f*ck up.

THE MESS YOU LEAVE BEHIND

- I'm finally gonna read it.

- I only gave it to you a year ago, man.

Sure, but now I'll finally have time.

You know what? I think

I might go with you.

You serious?

I don't know why I'm here, honestly.

You shouldn't have stayed this long.

You should've left when you wanted.

Well, I had my reasons.

- That one-track mind.

- Such a dipshit.

I love seein' the two of you together.

Even if it's to say goodbye.

You're telling the principal

and your classmates today?

Yeah.

You're leaving halfway through the year?

Can't you wait until the summer?

But this summer, who knows

where I'll be? Life's short.

Ander. Oh.

Okay, enough. Stop. C'mon.

You said you'd be supportive.

Of course I am.

But let me have my moment to

play the suffering mother.

C'mon. Off you go.

- Ciao.

- See ya.

BEFORE I GO: OMAR

Yeah. She really is pretty.

To be honest, this year, I'm really

looking forward to a vacation.

I've always liked spending

time with my family.

For the holidays, we're gonna go away

Ari? Ari, I need to talk to you.

Me? About what?

Your sister won't listen to me,

but I thought you would.

So, you're trying to solve

your personal issues

with me as the middleman?

Merry Christmas, Rebeka.

I need your help.

I'll be right back.

Look, hon, my best advice is

that you forget about my sister.

You can avoid some sleepless

nights, I assure you.

Great, so she has to stay

with that sleazy old man

because you won't help her?

What old man? Armando?

Sweetheart, Armando and

her are just friends.

Why are you interfering?

Are you crazy or just jealous?

Yeah, they're great pals.

Did she tell you how they first met?

- Having drinks, you mean?

- Expensive drinks.

Maybe too expensive.

What?

Look, Ari, I'm not telling you

this about Mencía out of spite

or to try to get her back,

'cause I know this means I'll

probably lose her forever.

I'm telling this to you in

case you can help her,

'cause she won't let me.

- Just one second

- No. Get out.

- But But let me

- I said no. Don't. You're too close.

Let me explain myself.

Outside, where there are cameras.

You're a fan of those, aren't you?

I had no intention of

upsetting you, okay?

We were partying, and we had

a lot to drink, you know?

Yeah. And that's no excuse, Phillipe.

Cayetana, come on. Don't

act like it's so surprising

I misinterpreted your signals.

Exactly which signals

did you misinterpret?

Because I sent plenty, and

none of them were mixed.

I don't know, but we

were making out, and

And I told you the fact

that we were making out

is no excuse.

I told you no more than once, Phillipe.

Would those be the signals

you might have misinterpreted?

Because you only got the picture

when I bolted out of your limousine.

Caye

I'm sorry.

I really am sorry.

f*ck no. Just f*cking ignore her.

She made all this up because

she's upset with me. That's all.

She's upset, but I don't see her

pulling this out of thin air.

Ari, please. Just ignore her.

Mencía, are you sure?

Get your nose out of

my business, all right?

Mencía.

Babe, listen.

Um, whatever might be going on

with Armando or whoever it is

It's my f*cking problem, and

I can handle my own sh*t.

Stop, Mencía, you say that all the time.

And in the end, all you accomplish

is leave a mess in your wake

the rest of us get stuck taking care of.

Trust your family a bit more.

Give us some damn credit.

- Maybe we should tell Dad about it.

- No way.

For once, can you stop being

mad at Dad and everyone else?

No, not a f*cking word

to Benjamín. I mean it.

Do you not realize Dad can fix any

problem with the snap of a finger?

I said no, Ari!

Not a thing to him,

Patrick, any of them.

I'm dead serious right now, Ari.

If you say a single word to Benjamín,

I promise you'll never

see me ever again.

Do you f*cking understand me?

I've done everything possible

to try to forget about you.

But I realized it's useless

because I can't.

It's absurd, but I love you.

I can't forgive myself for giving

up on you 'cause I never have.

Not even when I thought you were dying.

So, I'm not gonna start now.

Giving up on you, I mean.

And if you're open to it, I'd

like to give us another sh*t.

Ander, what are you thinking?

Look, you almost went

to New York with Malick.

And you stayed here because of me.

Don't you wonder where you'd be if

only you'd been true to yourself?

Except I didn't stay here for

you. I stayed here for me.

I can only see a life if it's with you.

I want us to be together.

But if you I get it

if you don't want that.

I I won't make a big deal of it

and hold it against you or anything.

I'll respect your answer.

I'd better leave you alone.

BEFORE I GO: OMAR

Omar, wait.

Come in.

Excuse me. You wanted to see me, sir?

Benjamín, would you give us a moment?

I know that you're trying

to defend your son.

No matter what gender theories

or passing fads may say,

every man is naturally born with

a biological type of hardwiring.

And we women have the

capacity to tame it.

And that is a gift.

It's uniquely powerful.

There's no need to b*at

your head against a wall,

trying to change that reality.

Forget about his history

with these girls, Cayetana.

And about any nasty rumors you

may have heard about Phillipe.

Because my son has chosen you.

Above everything.

And everyone.

Do you realize how many things

will no longer be a problem

for you or your family?

Countless.

Don't be stupid.

Don't refuse this gift that life

has graciously handed you.

Cayetana,

I would love it if you came

to the New Year's Eve party

with Phillipe.

DECEMBER 31

Ah! Don't you look like a

handsome little gentleman!

Come in.

Ander's in the shower.

We have, like, a million plans

together for after graduation.

We deserve it.

You mind if I ask you

a personal question?

Yeah?

Go for it.

Why'd you reunite?

Well, because we love each

other. I mean, obviously.

But that's not enough, though.

I love my ex a lot.

I mean, he's Ander's dad.

I'll never quit loving him,

but you need to have a shared

purpose in your relationship.

I don't mean a house

with kids running around.

I'm not that crazy.

But you do have to be on the

same page about what you want.

Wait a minute. I just told you

that we both have a million plans.

- That it's, uh

- You both have? Or just you?

He's staying again for you.

I didn't force him before,

and I'm not forcing him now.

In fact, I told him that if he

didn't want to get back together,

I'd accept it.

Omar.

What's the matter?

Wow.

You look great.

If you'll excuse me.

- Hey. How are you?

- Hey. Great.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You look incredible.

Thanks.

Ah.

Ah. This is your moment.

Be sure to enjoy it.

Excuse me.

Your son's impulsiveness

isn't really a matter of

biology, Your Highness.

It's a matter of education.

f*ck 'em, right?

What do you intend to do?

I organized this to celebrate

the New Year with my guests.

And Cayetana is my

guest in her own right.

As a friend and as a designer.

You are a fool

and an ingrate.

And whose fault is it?

Who raised me this way?

Phillipe

I brought you into this world.

I raised you.

I never took my eyes off you,

except when it was better

to look the other way.

Something that happened quite often.

My role has been to

love and protect you,

and I have done that impeccably.

If now, all of a sudden,

you want to be an adult

and walk on alone, do it.

Accept the consequences of your choices.

That's all.

Ari, calm down, girl.

We all know how you get when you drink.

I don't "get" any way

because I'm barely a drinker.

Well, now we've gone

from "never" to "barely."

- Hmm.

- Hmm.

Go talk to her.

I'll pass.

Then wallow in your pride, and

see how well that works out.

Yeah, spare me the lecture.

You were gonna go travel, and yet

again, you bowed down to Omar.

Well, I'll go eventually.

A little word of advice?

Don't give up things for others,

'cause they won't do the same for you.

Feel me?

Look at Nadia. Chose her future over me.

But I kept pursuing her

like a real dickhead.

What about Ari?

What about Ari?

Honestly, you're still angry

that Nadia prioritized her future

over staying with you.

Whereas Ari wants you in her

life, and you threw that away.

Look, Ari's one thing,

Nadia's another, all right?

Ari loves me and Samuel

and the football and

basketball team, probably.

Okay? They're two different things.

Look, you've told me millions of times

that you'd love a relationship

like the one I have with Omar.

Well, this is how our

relationship works.

Compromise, dude. We both have to.

Sure, she f*cked up.

But do you really wanna

lose Ari or Samuel?

I wouldn't wanna lose Omar over that.

Go talk to her. Come on.

Come on.

Thanks a lot, handsome.

What?

Nothing.

Have a minute?

It's impossible to talk in there.

No, thank you, honestly.

I don't wanna finish the

year with an argument.

One minute. I promise.

This isn't really how I thought I'd

start the year either, you know.

With you and all that.

I never thought you'd fall for someone

like me, if I'm being honest.

Yeah, well you were clearly mistaken.

Was I mistaken, Ari?

Because that whole routine about

how you can't give me or Guzmán up

was the most cowardly possible way

to try and let either

one of us down easy.

I know you love Guzmán.

Admit it. It's not that big a deal.

It makes perfect sense.

He's the rational choice.

But you must leave me alone if you care.

You're used to having

everything you want in life,

but that's not how it works.

You can't have everything.

But you gotta stop roping me in.

And don't tempt me every time you

wanna indulge some whim of yours.

Forget all about me.

For me, it's not worth

the damage we've done

and that we'll keep doing together.

Sorry. It's not worth it at all.

WHERE ARE YOU?

I WANT TO START THE NEW YEAR WITH YOU.

I HAVE PLANS. I'M SORRY.

I KNOW. I'M HERE, IN YOUR PLANS.

All right, party people!

Seven minutes until the end of the year!

Let's go. Come on.

Even on Grindr, we introduce ourselves.

Patrick. A local, but raised in London.

Versatile. More submissive.

Coming or not?

I don't know what came over me

or what in the world I was thinking.

I'll meet you in half an hour

at the pier on the lake.

Please come and hear me out.

Is it me you're smiling at?

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Should we end the year right?

Okay, what's the matter? I know you.

You had this plan to see the world.

You did.

And you put that plan

on hold for me twice.

Look, it was just an idea I was

tossing around. That's all.

- Leave.

- But I don't want to.

I'm telling you, please.

Omar, I'm happy here with you.

I know, and I have no doubts about that.

I'll feel better if you follow

your dreams and get out there.

Yeah. I really mean it.

If you want me to, I can wait.

We can see people on the side,

'cause I'm not my sister,

and you're not Guzmán.

I'm happy if you're happy.

Rebeka, how do I know

you're not lying to me?

I just don't know.

I can't be sure if the thing

with Armando's real or not.

If what you told me is true or not.

I have no way of knowing.

What I know for certain

is that Mencía told me

that if I do anything at all to

help her, like tattling to my dad,

she said she'd never see or speak to me.

I told you the truth, Ari.

That g*dd*mn m*therf*cker.

What's the matter?

The f*ck are you doing?

You made your way into my house

and my f*cking relationship.

What more could you possibly want?

To spend New Year's Eve with you, Menci.

You don't get to call me

Menci. What's your deal?

You're f*cking psychotic!

You better not call me

psycho, you little sh*t.

Rebe, this is dangerous.

Don't you get it? I always come back.

And if I know you need help,

even if you don't ask,

I'll be there. See?

Mencía!

Guzmán.

I'd like to start the year

giving my friend a hug.

Forgive me, man. I swear,

Ari's got nothing to do with this.

Three minutes until the end of the year!

That's why you were talking

with her by the lake now?

No, all I was doing

Stop f*cking lying to me, Samuel!

I don't care if my sister

won't tell the truth about you.

The f*ck do you want?

I'm telling my father

everything, Armando.

And he'll snap his fingers

and f*ck up your life forever.

Because you're a disgusting,

rapey m*therf*cker.

And you're not gonna be able

to f*ck up my sister's life

or anyone else's, because my

family will f*ck up yours first.

- I'm gonna call my father.

- What'd you say?

I told you. I'm calling my father.

Give me the phone.

No.

Hello?

Ari? Ari, can you hear me?

Help me Dad!

Someone help!

Elodie, I know it's probably

too late now, but

forgive me.

- assh*le!

- You're a son of a bitch!

Now you have a voice message from me

admitting what I did.

Use it as you deem fit.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

You okay?

I'LL BE AT THE PIER AFTER

THE LAST BELL RINGS.

I don't know what came over me

or what I was thinking.

I'll meet you in half an hour

at the pier on the lake.

Please come and hear me out.

Hey!

Hey!

Ari!

Ari!

Ari.

Ari. No, no, no, no, no. Ari.

Ari.

Are you all right? What'd he do to you?

What happened? Who is that guy?

Get him for me, Guzmán.

Okay. Okay.

Okay. You stay here.

You son of a bitch!

m*therf*cker!

Hey.

Have you seen Ari?

What happened?

You haven't seen her?

Oh, God!

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

That f*cking pig was

blackmailing Mencía,

so he could keep abusing her.

And Ari found out because I told her.

- f*ck.

- It'll be all right.

The last time I saw her,

she was so out of it,

she probably went for him,

and that's why he b*at her up.

But you can't feel guilty, Guzmán.

That guy's a son of a bitch.

Call the police. I wanna

tell 'em what happened.

Okay, so we are gonna call the police,

but we're not gonna

tell the whole story.

We're just gonna tell them

that Ari disappeared

and that we have no g*dd*mn

idea where she is, 'kay?

Period.

And I don't confess what I've done?

Guzmán, I need you to tell me

what you saw here tonight.

The girl is alive.

I repeat, the girl is alive.

If you go to jail, your life is over.

Even when you get out.

I mean, look at my brother, man.

And your brother's innocent.

So are you, Guzmán.

Until they can prove it beyond

a doubt, okay? You're good.

He knocked me out and ran off.

I couldn't do anything.

I'm sorry.

Why didn't you wanna see me?

Because I was too embarrassed

to even look you in the eye

after what I did to you.

I honestly don't know

what got into me, Guzmán.

I mean, I swear I've

never let my feelings

get the better of me before.

And I know you'll always

be there for me,

and I wanna reciprocate that.

But Samuel's the one you love.

No. It's not that.

- I understand.

- No.

That message you sent to Samuel,

that's why I went to the

lake to look for you.

So you could tell me

to my face, I guess.

But it's okay.

Forgive me for all the bad moments.

I just hope the good times

outnumbered them.

Take care of yourself, Ari.

And just like that we're done?

Goodbye.

Waiter.

Should've punched you

harder, you bastard.

Take care of yourself, dude.

You made a worthy opponent,

you know that?

Rebe.

Thanks for everything you did.

Don't say anything to Cayetana and Omar.

Jesus, I would never. I'm not a snitch.

I love you.

Love you more.

Okay.

Equally?

Okay.

Well, everyone.

I'm sure gonna miss you.

Come in.

Any news from Armando?

Not a trace.

It's as if the earth just

kinda swallowed him up.

Well maybe it's for the best.

Are you upset about that?

I'm actually more scared he'll

suddenly reappear at any moment.

I'm gonna tell Dad about everything.

Because enough's enough.

It was my fault we don't

have a mom anymore.

It was my fault Patrick almost d*ed.

And it's my fault, again,

that we almost lost you too.

Get that crap outta your head, Mencía.

You're not to blame for any of that.

- Okay?

- All right.

You know I'm never gonna believe it.

Hey, can you be there with me

when I tell Dad what happened?

Right by your side.