Hello?
WHERE ARE YOU?
Héctor. Hey. Look at me.
Look at me, Héctor.
Breathe. Calm down, okay?
-Sure you can't remember anything? -I told you I can't!
We were completely wasted.
We had sex.
And when I woke up…
Emi, what have I done?
NEW MESSAGE
Please stay in the designated areas until you're called in for questioning.
That's Iván!
Hey, that's Iván!
Kids, please.
Is he under arrest?
What do you mean? Iván?
-Stop! -Where's Iván?
-I'm not stopping. -Please!
I want to hug him. He's my friend. I have to be with him!
Someone close that door.
I want to get through. Let me go, damn you!
This is too much for Omar.
It'd be too much for anyone.
But for him, it's just like…
And after the beating and all.
I'm sure what they're doing is illegal.
They can't keep us locked up here like pigs, god damn it!
Talking about pigs…
I don't get why they're keeping us here if they arrested Iván and Dalmar.
They want to question us. They might not be as convinced as you are.
-They couldn't have done it. -They didn't do it.
Nico and I saw them leaving because they were meeting Joel.
Didn't we, Nico?
What is it, cousin?
Yes. Yes, we did.
I swear I'd never seen it before.
Are you sure?
Dalmar, are you sure?
If you didn't do it, who could have a motive to kill him?
Eric and Chloe.
Why did you request a voluntary discharge?
I wanted to rest at home.
With my friends.
Don't strain yourself, okay?
Sonia, they didn't do it.
Iván and Dalmar. They didn't do it.
Obviously, they didn't. We know that, honey.
Omar, I don't mean to stir shit,
but they went to where the three of them were found.
Joel was dead. They were covered in blood.
-Shut the fuck up! -Stop.
Relax.
You won't make me doubt them.
You already do.
What the hell, Sara?
Pretend you're falling down and kiss my ass for a while.
Shit!
What is it?
Alumni. Héctor and Emilia.
What about them?
They did it.
They did what?
-Omar, why do you say that? -What is it?
They beat me up.
-What? -Them and several others.
I'll beat the shit out of them. Why didn't you say it earlier?
-Holy shit. -Héctor was obsessed with Joel.
I got in the way and gave him a hard time.
So I kinda gave him every excuse to come after me.
And me being Muslim.
Why didn't you report it?
If I do, Nadia will lose her internship in New York.
She got it through Alumni.
They make a phone call, and she'll come back from New York.
No, that won't happen. Don't worry, it won't.
I'm going to pee.
I saw the cops pick up your knife.
Don't fuck with me, cousin.
Explain how it ended up being the murder weapon.
-I don't fucking know! -You don't know.
So the knife got from home to school all by itself, right?
Dude, I'd trust you with my life.
And it really hurts me that you don't feel the same.
Eric, I do trust you, man.
I think you're innocent, but you're hiding something.
I think you know why it was there.
And you're not telling me, man.
Please.
Okay, Joel was blackmailing Chloe's mom with a video.
And I went there to scare him. Just to scare him, damn it!
I knew whose fault it was.
It wasn't Chloe's idea. It was mine.
Yes, but to help her.
A video of what?
A video that points to Chloe's mother as Raúl's murderer.
Son of a bitch.
-Hey! Let him go! -Enough, man!
Leave us alone, you sons of bitches! Stop it!
You have one fucking day left.
-I'm gonna kill you! -Let's go.
Where'd that happen?
At the…
At Alumni's secret party.
At the what?
A…
A party organized by Alumni at their club.
Chloe is a member, and Joel…
Joel was too.
What's that smirk?
Nothing.
I love you.
Oh, Héctor.
Why are you laughing?
I'm only fucking you to get what I want from you.
Are you okay?
No. Of course I'm not.
You didn't do it.
Remember that, no matter how high you were.
Are they coming to question us?
Okay, you stay here.
In the state you're in, you'll almost implore them to arrest you.
Hey, how was Bilbao? Very cool, isn't it?
Shut the fuck up. I know you and your brother did it.
What? Smash your face in? Yes, I know that too.
Joel, you moron.
Us? No way, honey.
My brother was in love with him.
He wasn't in love. He was obsessed.
-The same? -You hated him.
He wasn't worthy of my hate. I couldn't be bothered.
I don't care much for any of you, but I don't kill you.
I'm sorry. You knocked on the wrong door.
Keep searching, honey. Bye.
I won't stop until you're in jail.
Well, other than maybe visiting Dalmar…
Just joking. At best, his tribe might visit him.
If you ask us, that Black guy can rot in jail.
He is the murderer. You don't see it because he's your friend.
How can you be such a bad person?
Did you know Joel was a hustler?
Of course not. You were in a different dimension.
What, you shrew?
I love it.
Yes. He was a whore.
He sold his body for money.
And Dalmar got into that work too. If you can call that work, of course.
-You're making that up. -Ask Chloe.
For example. Or any Alumni.
Maybe Joel told Iván.
Ask Iván.
I'm not lying, Aladdin.
Joel was a whore.
And Dalmar was a whore.
Between whores, things might have gotten very violent.
You know.
Money, drugs, sex…
Jealousy over clients.
The Black guy probably lost it… and bam!
Accepting that the people we love the most are not only flawed but
really rotten is part of life, amore.
We need to gather students to testify on Iván's behalf.
What about Dalmar?
Nobody knows him.
Everybody knows Iván. At least we can save one.
-Sure, he's your friend and your investor. -Honey.
I really don't want to fight. I don't have the energy.
The more, the better. You have a lot of followers, and so do I.
Yes, sure.
Just post a Story. Come on, help me.
-Shit. -What?
My phone isn't here.
What do you mean? Where is it?
I don't know. It's not here. I must have lost it.
You don't want to help? I don't get you.
Sure I do. Want to search me? I must have left it at the party.
Okay. Calm down.
Joel and Iván truly loved each other.
He couldn't have possibly done it.
Iván would never hurt anyone. Much less someone he loved.
Let Iván go. He is literally the best person in the world.
He couldn't have done it.
Joel was his boyfriend. They had plans together.
You arrested the wrong guy.
When the police question us, we'll say we were at home all night.
Emi, if I didn't kill him, who did?
I don't know and don't care.
And fucking snap out of it because Joel was killed at Alumni.
We need to get rid of any proof, evidence, suspicion, whatever
that might indicate he was murdered here, or we're screwed.
Iván's friends have started a campaign to get him acquitted.
Most students will testify in his favor.
And what do we do?
Launch our own campaign.
Against who?
-Dinghy boy. -Who?
The Black guy. Omar almost bought it. And if he does, everyone else will.
People need a villain. A specific person, with a first and last name.
Someone whose guilt they cannot doubt.
Someone to focus all their hatred on.
And an undocumented migrant is perfect.
Omar? Omar, what's wrong?
Hey, what's wrong?
It's okay.
Let me go. Let me go.
Weren't you going home?
I feel like it's my fault.
Omar, you were in a coma.
It's the same thing that happened with Samu.
-What? -I didn't keep a close enough eye on him.
I warned him that this fucking school destroys people.
You get a high from rubbing elbows with the richest, the best of the best.
You think you're like them, but you're not.
You lose perspective, and it ends up destroying you.
Las Encinas doesn't want us.
Las Encinas only wants people worthy of Las Encinas.
As president of Alumni, I want to express our sorrow over the tragic murder of Joel.
An exceptional man--
Who'll always be in our hearts.
We also want to raise our voices against the unfair arrest of Iván.
A great classmate, loved by everyone,
and, as we all know, incapable of such a terrible act.
Least of all against Joel, whom he loved with all his heart.
Iván should not pay for something that is someone else's doing.
At the end of the day, Iván has money, papers, and a future.
Why would he kill Joel? It makes no sense.
It makes sense that someone with nothing did it.
Out of necessity.
Survival instinct ensures you won't lose your nerve.
From Alumni, we want to offer Iván our full support.
Thank you.
Those bastards want people to suspect Dalmar.
All because he's Black and an illegal.
He's the perfect scapegoat.
You might be right about those two doing it.
Those fuckers.
Where are you going?
Aren't you ashamed to allow that kind of speech in a school?
Omar, are you really lecturing me on racism?
Look, Virginia--
You have nothing to do with this school and don't need to testify, okay?
Just leave.
-Please, Omar. -I'll try to make you understand.
"He should be hanged in a jungle."
"Fucking monkey. No Blacks in our school." Want more?
I said go home, please!
Neutrality does not exist, Virginia.
You can't be on the side of the abuser and the abused.
Now!
Hi. My daughter Chloe is being held here. She's devastated.
-You can't come in, ma'am. -I need to see her.
If you call me "ma'am" again,
I'll call my lawyer, and you'll get a rap for detaining minors.
Huh? Want to play? Should I call him? Come on. Let's play.
I just follow orders.
Well, follow this one. Let me through.
Mom, you don't understand. If the police keep at it,
they'll get to the blackmail, the video, and they'll come for us.
I choose our family. The three of us. I'll see how I can get Iván out of this.
Keep an eye on your boyfriend. He shouldn't know about the video.
He overheard us. What the hell could I do?
Don't worry. He won't say anything. I trust him.
But he's cuckoo! He's a loony.
Seriously, Mom?
Look familiar?
Eric, does it look familiar?
Did you and Chloe threaten Joel with it?
That's a lie. We didn't see Joel.
Did Joel blackmail your mother with a video that made her a suspect?
Look, I'm fucking sick of that video.
Sorry, but you're talking about a video that nobody saw and nobody has.
And nobody proved it exists. Do you cops have it?
You don't, right?
Raúl committed suicide.
I can't believe we're moving in together.
What do you prefer? An apartment or a house?
Anything, as long as you're in it.
I'm serious, Iván.
I can only imagine my life with you.
Did Joel tell you he was attending a party at Alumni?
He only told me he had work.
You know.
Doing his thing.
But he didn't say where or with whom.
All we have so far is that, according to Dalmar,
he and Joel went to that party to do their thing.
And that fits perfectly
with what Joel told Iván, that they had work that night.
Yes, but that doesn't prove there was a secret party.
It's still Dalmar's word against Eric and Chloe's.
Unless we find someone else who was at the party that night.
And who saw Eric and Chloe there.
That would prove they lied to us.
Would you like something to eat?
No, thanks.
Why are you here?
Helping you.
Iván, the judge has ordered you to be sent to prison pending bail.
A bail that's too high for each of you.
How much for each?
He's asking for this.
If we pay, we're free?
No. If you pay, you go home until the trial is held.
Instead of waiting in jail.
Well…
You handle my money.
Pay for mine and for Dalmar's.
I can't do that.
-The judge froze your accounts. -How come?
He saw you were paying for Joel's tuition, in addition to some irregular income.
Therefore, you will not be able to access them until the trial is over.
I'm sorry.
I can pay your bail.
How do you have all that money?
Of course. From the deal you never honored.
You're still here.
I'm still here.
Good thing I didn't leave.
I mean, so I can help you, right?
How are you?
Upset, like everyone else.
I can't stop thinking about Joel.
And… you were right.
What do you mean?
Life's too short.
I won't waste it thinking about Raúl.
They questioned you?
Yes.
Should we get some air?
What's wrong?
Nothing. Nothing's wrong.
Sara, what is it?
I don't want to upset you.
Say it. Please.
The cops asked me about your cousin and Chloe.
I think they suspect them.
You know something, don't you?
Nico, if we don't trust each other…
Eric is innocent.
But the murder weapon is his.
What's fucked up is that he and Chloe gave Joel a scare before…
Shit, you know.
A scare? Why?
Nico, I just want to help you.
You and your cousin. But with Chloe there, it's difficult.
But this thing affects you indirectly.
Well, not indirectly. It affects you directly.
Joel was blackmailing Chloe's mom with…
with a… with a video.
A video of what?
A video of Raúl?
I haven't seen it, but yes, it might have to do with his death.
You need to be taken care of.
And I'll be happy to do it.
If you want, I'll set up a room for you at home.
Thank you.
Oh, my baby.
That's it. Cry. Let it all out. All of it.
Let it all out.
I'm so scared.
I mean, I…
Not just of ending up in jail, but…
I don't know if I can live without Joel. Now I have no one left.
-I'm alone… -Of course you can. You're strong.
-I'm not. -Very strong, do you hear? You are.
Yes.
And after what happened to my father…
I have no strength left. I can't go on living. It's just…
Look at me.
You're not alone.
I'm going to help you.
You have me.
Your mother. Are you listening to me?
You have your mother.
I'll be there for you whenever you need me.
Whenever you want.
Tell me it's clear to you.
Yes.
In the meantime, tell me what I can do to…
To give you what you need, to make you feel better. Anything.
I don't want Dalmar in jail.
He's innocent too, and
he's also the target of this terrible hate that he doesn't deserve.
Pay his bail.
I have no money left, honey. I can't afford it.
I can't.
And the two million?
I had to pay off very large debts that I had accrued over the years and…
But José Luis and I will see how we can fix it, okay?
I promise you that
I'll do whatever I can.
Look into my eyes.
Are you a magician now?
Just relax.
Okay, I'll relax.
And now,
sleep!
And now this.
What?
That's stupid.
-I'm ready. Should we go? -Yes, come here.
Come here. We have something to tell you.
-Sit down. -Sit down.
-You'll see. -Come on…
Go on, tell him.
Well, Iván and I are going to move in together.
Hey, what's with the face? What is it? Huh? Do you think it's too rushed?
No, I just think you're so cute that it's disgusting.
But I guess you guys will move to a huge suburban house with a pool,
and I'll never see you again.
-Well… -Yes, that's the idea.
But with a slight nuance.
For the record, it was Iván's idea.
What?
That you… should move in with us.
Joel needs you.
And if Joel's happy, I'm happy.
You'd be happy, Joel too, me too. We'd all live happily together.
I love you.
I love you too.
Are you serious?
-I have no choice. -Sure.
In the end, I got used to your rotten moods.
To your quirks, your bullshit…
Yeah, I get it, asshole.
Come here.
Friendship is so beautiful.
I love you, man.
I love you too, moron.
Why are you here?
This is José Luis, my lawyer.
Well, he's a friend.
A friend who happens to be a lawyer.
-And we're here to help you, Dalmar. -How?
I'll read you a few things
people are saying on social media.
"Damn Black guy." "Death penalty now. Poor Iván."
"That unaccompanied minor is guilty."
What?
I'm not a minor.
Just focus on the hatred they feel for you, Dalmar.
Don't expect them to be accurate.
Let's see.
"I hope they kill him." "The damn migrants are here to get us."
"Send them to Africa." "Hang them." It's all horrible.
Etcetera, etcetera.
-Why are you reading this to me? -Because I…
Because I don't want to mislead you, okay?
The streets have issued a sentence.
And I really doubt that the judge will acquit you.
But I'm innocent.
What kind of innocent guy are you?
The kind who blackmailed me?
Are you that kind?
I didn't kill him.
Dalmar, you need to practice a lot in the mirror so they'll believe you.
Sometimes, you need a scapegoat to appease the mob.
It happens from time to time in the justice system too.
That way, they silence public opinion
and buy time to find the real culprit.
It's common practice in cases like this.
-Justice is very unjust. -Do you think I did it?
Who cares what I think, Dalmar? Please, let's be practical.
If you confess, the judge will reduce your sentence.
Admitting to it is a mitigating factor.
It's good for everyone. Even for you and your family.
Hell, Carmen. I'm not an idiot.
Don't give me that shit.
Look, José Luis is here to take note of your confession.
That's it. You sign, and he'll take over.
I'll make sure your family in Somalia is taken care of.
-It's Guinea-Bissau. -Guinea, Somalia… They're so close.
Totally different.
Are you listening to me?
I'll secure the future of your family.
What about my future?
You'd spend a few years in jail, here in Spain.
We'd ensure they're not too many.
You'd spend the rest in your country. Close to your family, your people.
You're doing all this to get rid of me, right?
So they don't blame Iván.
It's funny that no one…
No one thinks he could have done it, and everyone assumes it was me.
All because I'm Black.
I won't accept it. I won't.
I wouldn't do it either.
If I had a choice, or if I was innocent.
Are you innocent, Dalmar?
They did it. They're after Dalmar as a distraction.
We can't act without evidence.
Somebody must've seen. The whole fucking school was there.
Wait.
I need a favor.
Holy fuck! There!
-What? -Go back.
Stop.
-What do you see? -Can you zoom in?
Yes, sure.
What do they have?
It's very big, isn't it?
It's Joel's body.
And who are they?
I don't know. I can't see shit. Wait.
They're coming from there. From Alumni.
Héctor and Emilia.
You see? I fucking knew it!
I have the sedatives.
-Give them to me. -It's going to look suspicious.
I don't care. I need them. Emi!
-No. -What part can't you understand?
I need them to endure the agony that's tormenting me.
Again? But you didn't kill him!
I mean, he's dead!
And I'll never see him again.
I don't recognize you.
When will you stop behaving like a weak sissy,
and start acting like a real man?
No more Joel! Accept it!
Besides, it's for the best because you were no longer you.
What is it now?
-You did it. -I did what?
-Are you accusing me-- -You hated him!
-You're losing your fucking mind. -Fucking jealousy.
Take eight at once if you want. Because you really need them.
How could I be such an idiot?
After the party, you came in while we were sleeping.
And when you saw us together,
jealousy made your blood boil.
You!
Pain is making you lose your mind.
I didn't kill anybody.
Your fucking jealousy, Emi.
It got the best of you.
You arranged everything behind my back
for Joel to sell himself to Pier and Guillermina,
and drift away from me.
He told me last night, before you killed him.
You should have slashed your own throat, not his.
Héctor, please, breathe.
Take your pills, please. Breathe.
Don't touch me!
You're dead to me, Emi.
What are we looking at?
Fuck.
-People taking out the trash. -It's Joel's body.
How can you tell?
-They're coming from Alumni. -Two Alumni taking out the trash.
They're Héctor and Emilia. Carrying Joel's body. They killed him.
-They almost killed me. -What?
Elaborate on that.
No, I can't.
Hell, I just can't. But you have to believe me, please.
All this drone stuff, those two taking out the trash,
who almost killed you, but you won't tell…
You're improvising, doing all you can to save Dalmar. Stop it. Go home.
What do you mean? Save him from what?
Dalmar has asked to go before the judge to confess.
He's the murderer.
Case closed.
Subtitle translation by: Toni Navarro