A NETFLIX SERIES
["Disaster (Is What We're After)" by Death Valley Girls playing]
EPISODE 2 POSITION / EXPOSURE
[engine turning over]
♪ That's our reality ♪
♪ Never worked that much for me ♪
♪ Take advice ♪
[singing along] ♪ And I'll pay the price ♪
♪ I'll never trust authority ♪
[whoops]
♪ Obstacles they put in our path ♪
♪ I wanna take off of the map ♪
♪ The primitive and supernatural ♪
♪ To me don't seem erratical ♪
-[music gets louder] -♪ Disaster is what we're after ♪
♪ Whoa-oh-oh-oh… ♪
[Ane] No, I think something's cooking upstairs.
-No, like, a change, I mean. -[woman 1] A change?
Well, hey, if they send me to Honolulu, I'll take it, you know?
-[women laughing] -[woman 2] Girls, come on.
It's not fucking funny to me.
-Whoa. Hey, hey, come on. -I'm just saying.
[Ane] We're just kidding, sheesh!
[woman 1] I'm gonna start cleaning or something.
One step ahead of you. I already checked.
There are so many applicants. They'll probably pay shit.
Shit, but still better than nothing.
Please stop whining. Okay, ladies?
How about we save the drama for the actual news?
[woman 3] That's right. They just cut a few hours off our shifts.
-Yeah, but you're the lucky one, Anutxi. -Me? [scoffs]
[woman 2] Even in the worst-case scenario, you can at least take care of Kepa's kids.
-[all laughing] -[Ane] Yeah, right.
-[woman 3] To be paid with cheese. -[Ane] Yeah!
I mean, I might as well ask him for a salary while I'm at it.
-There's an idea! -[man over speaker] Ane Uribe. Ane Uribe.
Please report to the main office.
[silence]
-[woman 1] Phew! -[woman 3] Don't listen to these two.
It's probably something else.
-Don't worry about it. -[Ane] Right. Yeah, sure.
[woman 2] Promotion, for real. This sounds like a promotion to me.
-I'm sure of it. -[woman 4] Absolutely. Go get it, honey!
[Ane] Just you watch. I'm not gonna need it.
-[laughs] I'll catch you later. -[woman 4] Okay!
[Ane] Bye.
Uh…
Fine, well…
Mmm, I… I don't know.
I thought about taking them in July, but I still haven't decided.
I'd like to discuss it with my boyfriend. Can we talk in a few days?
Yeah. Mm-hmm.
Anything else?
Nope, that's all.
I mean, you know, everyone's talking about layoffs…
Is… that happening?
[man 1] No, no. That's… That's all.
Just let us know by next week. Hmm?
Fine.
-Thanks. -Thank you.
[Ane] Bye.
[man 1 laughing]
[machinery whirring loudly]
[tense music playing]
[inaudible conversation]
[inaudible]
But the weird thing is the same thing happened in the cafeteria earlier.
You know?
With two other guys.
-I think they're getting ready to fire me. -No, they're not. Don't worry about it.
[Ane sighs]
[thunder rumbling]
[panting]
[Ane] What's up? What's going on?
They say there's a photo.
[tense music playing]
What do you mean, a photo? Um… A photo of what?
I guess it's one of you nude, spreading your legs or something.
-I haven't looked at it. -[gasps]
[heavy breathing]
[camera flashes]
[pants]
But it's gotta be some bullshit they made up, right?
You know those brutes. They're assholes. Where would they get something like that?
[camera flashes]
[Ane sighs]
[sighs]
[heart beating]
[tense music continues]
[muffled chatter and laughter]
[Ane] Perfect families do exist.
I realized that when I met Kepa and his sons.
I even believed I deserved them and that everything could make sense.
At last.
-[boy 1] Yeah! -[Kepa] Yeah! That's my boy!
-[boy 1] Ane, your turn. -[Kepa] Honey.
-[boy 1] You're up. -[Kepa] Come on. It's your turn.
Well, then.
[tense music fades out]
Ahh…
Eee!
[Kepa] No! Damn, honey.
-You always screw it up, every time. -Aw!
-This always happens to you. -Pay attention.
-One more time. Again. -Come on. Don't you guys laugh.
-One more time! -No, no, no. Nah. No, no.
[Ane] We can play again. I don't mind.
-Come on. Ane's exhausted. -[boy 2] Just one more.
-[Ane] I'm not tired. I'm fine. -Yeah, you are.
-Give me a kiss. Now get to bed. -[boy 1] Good night.
[Kepa] Come on, bud. It's late. You know that. [kisses]
Night, little buddy.
[Kepa] We gotta change days, okay? No more of this on Friday nights.
-[boy 2] All right. -[Kepa] All right?
[boy 1] All right.
[Ane sighs]
[birds tweeting]
[inhales deeply]
[footsteps approaching]
[Kepa] Hey, honey.
[Ane] Hmm.
What are you doing up? Hmm?
-[Ane sighs] -[kisses] It's Saturday. It's early.
-Hmm? [kisses] -You're just used to this. That's all.
-[Kepa laughs] -[laughs]
I'll make coffee, okay?
Okay.
[birds tweeting]
-[phone beeps] -I'm begging you. Leave me alone.
[male voice] The number you have dialed is no longer in service.
[phone beeping]
[sighs then inhales deeply]
[cowbells dinging]
[crying]
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
[woman 1, on radio] A name, Malen Zubiri. And a feeling, shock.
That, more than anything else, was what was felt yesterday
through the corridors of the Bilbao City Hall
as Zubiri refused to resign from her office,
hours after an intimate video featuring her went viral.
[man] She also confirmed she'll continue her mayoral campaign, to my amazement!
[woman 2] They won't get rid of her after the scandal. It wouldn't be classy.
[woman 1] It isn't about being classy.
-Zubiri is the victim of a crime. -[man] I get that.
But her party needs a candidate beyond reproach
if they wanna keep the mayor's office.
And frankly, Lezcano has thoroughly wasted their majority.
[woman 1] Zubiri added ten points to her party in the polls.
[woman 2] While the party was on life support.
Nobody is "beyond reproach."
Their base didn't produce anyone viable, so they went with an independent.
[man] Did you watch the video?
[woman 1] No, that's beside the point. What matters is who recorded it.
And who was interested in releasing it now.
[man] Yeah, that's definitely relevant, but whoever leaked it,
crime or not, whether we like it or not,
Malen Zubiri will always be known as "that woman in the video."
[seagulls squawking and waves lapping]
[sighs quietly]
-Well, then? -I know as much as you.
Cut the bullshit, César.
I'm the only one who's recognizable in that video.
Because you are the future mayor.
-You're their target. -You knew who I was all along.
If I told you, you would've cut ties with me.
[scoffs] You think I'm an idiot?
Like you knew who I was but you had nothing to do with that video?
-You dragged me to that beach on purpose. -No, I didn't. I swear!
They just followed you.
-We never met again. -Isn't that what you wanted?
You didn't insist.
Malen, what would I gain from all this bullshit?
I wasn't involved.
-Did you tell anyone else? -About us?
Are you crazy?
I'll lose a lot as well.
Do you think it doesn't bother me that they did this to you?
You won't fool me with another lie, César.
[tense music playing]
You're not pressing charges, are you?
You better believe I will, César.
That would screw me and you.
Together we can find out who recorded you.
No, you're going to, and quickly.
Not another word about how you got screwed.
The only one who got fucked here is me.
[sighs]
Fucking hell.
She threatened me just now.
Why the hell did you leak that, you asshole?
You assured me she'd be the only one to see it!
Yeah, it's worth more.
Okay, we'll meet up there, then.
[tense music continues]
Leire, don't you have class?
[young man] Is that really her?
[young men whispering indistinctly]
I saw her on TV last night.
[whispering indistinctly and laughing]
[tense music stops]
[Alicia] The complainant prefers not to reveal their identity.
According to their testimony, the images of Ane Uribe
were being shared among your workers for days.
And you weren't aware of this?
Of course not. Who do you think we are?
We're in the process of opening an internal inquiry.
That won't stop an external investigation.
I believe you misunderstood me.
-Did Ane report it? -No.
But last night, we found images of her on one of your workers' cell phones.
The complainant claimed they saw them there.
The pictures and the video.
Which employee?
Bizen Goikoetxea.
[man] So when can I get it back?
A word of advice. You might want to empty your deleted folder.
Okay, I got photos, but I promise I didn't share them.
So who sent it to you?
An unknown number. I don't know.
Would you care to tell me why you got a picture from them?
Look, I really don't know. You know what people can be like.
It looks like you don't have any messaging apps installed on your phone.
-Did you delete them? -Yeah, I did.
In case it happened again. I don't want stuff like that, you know…
Right.
Assuming for a moment that I believe you,
you must've discussed this with your coworkers.
They said half the staff got those.
No idea.
Mmm, so maybe you're the only one who received them.
That makes you even more suspicious to me.
Hold on, I didn't share them with anyone. And even receiving them is not a crime.
You would know that how?
Did the company brief you on what is and isn't a crime?
Or precautions you should take?
Maybe… delete your messages and deny it all?
Listen, I'm a family man, a working man, a regular guy, you know? That's what I am.
I know what you're thinking.
That she was weak.
And it's her fault that she can't take a joke.
That's referred to as "victim blaming." Have you ever heard of it?
That attitude makes you believe you would've acted differently.
You think terrible things happen
because some people aren't cut out for living,
which isn't true.
Ane was cut out for living.
She just couldn't deal with assholes like you.
And you are an asshole.
You're a liar, Bizen.
We'll see each other again.
[doorbell rings]
[Alicia] If you don't wanna see the footage, I understand.
-But it might help us. -[Bego] So what will happen to that pig?
The problem is your sister didn't report it.
And there's only so much we can do without more evidence.
What about Ane's phone? You still haven't found it?
No, it's turned off.
She must've destroyed it, or it went with her into the ocean.
I've requested a list of her final calls from her service provider,
but that'll take time.
Do you have any idea… who could've taken or sent those pictures of Ane?
No.
[Bego clears throat]
[tense music playing]
-[camera flashes] -[panting]
Her hairdo is pretty old.
It's the same one she has in the video.
It's not pleasant to see.
Tell you what, I'll pause it.
All right?
[panting]
You recognize anyone?
-[panting] -[man moaning]
I'm sorry. I know it must be difficult.
But I don't think anyone knew her like you did.
Well, obviously that's bullshit.
[tense music stops]
I never saw she was going through hell.
[crying quietly] I was oblivious.
Sorry.
Forget it.
[sighs]
Here.
These are Ane's belongings. Nothing out of the ordinary.
But before you jump to conclusions,
I just want you to know,
according to the autopsy, she wasn't pregnant.
INTRODUCTION TO NATURAL FERTILITY
[dramatic choral music playing]
[dramatic choral music continues]
[static crackling]
[door opens]
[sighs]
You were going to the dentist, I thought.
I canceled the appointment.
I'd greatly prefer they not call me a cuckold with my mouth forced open.
[sighs] I'm gonna change.
[phone ringing]
[phone beeps]
No, we do not want an interview! Thank you. Thank you.
You got that resignation letter on hand?
[scoffs] I highly doubt that'll save us from this.
[Alfredo] True, but at least we can go somewhere else and get lost.
[Malen, sarcastically] Oh, sure.
And… if I had resigned, what would I have taught my daughter?
Ah, so this is a life lesson for your daughter?
Out of curiosity, what was the last one? The thrill of fucking in public?
Last I checked, that's why she's here.
[scoffs]
That doesn't compare.
-Why? -That was a campsite.
In Norway.
And you were a lawyer, not Kamala Harris of Bilbao.
What do you think we should do?
-Hmm? -[sighs softly]
I don't know. And you?
You also have a say in this, you know?
Yeah, call the dentist.
[sighs]
[male teacher] The nucleotide is made up of a sugar molecule,
ribose in RNA and deoxyribose in DNA,
attached to a phosphate group and a nitrogenous base.
The bases used in DNA are adenine, or A,
cytosine, or C, guanine, or G,
and thymine, or T.
In RNA, the base is uracil, or U, substituting thymine.
[students laughing]
[teacher] Enough!
Enough!
Would somebody care to tell me how the hell this got in today's folder?
-[students chattering] -Who did it? Who?
[students laughing]
[bell ringing]
[background chatter]
Xabi, Xabi, Xabi.
You know, tonight's Ander's party.
What time should we meet up?
I'll let you know.
[panting]
[sighs]
INTRODUCTION TO NATURAL FERTILITY
So what… were we working on?
[girl] Um… abstract expressionism.
All right.
Abstract expressionism.
It was the first avant-garde movement to ever be born in the United States.
Its main representatives were
Franz…
[chalk squeaking]
…Kline.
Jackson…
Pollock.
And Mark…
[girl] Um, excuse me. We can't read the names.
Could you maybe write them a little bigger?
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
Franz…
Kline.
[girl] We can't… understand your handwriting.
[tense music building]
[chalk squeaking loudly]
[car engine revving]
[tense music continues]
What?
No, no, no, no, no. Hey!
[yells]
[grating music playing]
Help!
-[thud] -[César yells]
[grunts]
[moans]
[grunts]
[grating music stops]
-[man grunts with effort] -[César groans]
What's the buzz on social media?
-[Hugo] You're a trending topic, but… -Yeah, 'cause of the video. But what else?
Go on. Read those comments.
[Hugo sighs]
"I came three times as part of my civic duty." [sighs]
[both huff]
"The next mayor gives me a hard-on that's major."
-This one's kind of funny. -True, yeah.
"Not only does she suck a…" Aw, come on. This is torture, okay?
They send me pictures at my work email account too.
They insult me only 'cause they've seen me naked.
And they send me dick pics for good measure,
like I'm on sale for them.
[Hugo] If it makes you feel better,
I picture them living with their parents and blaming women's liberation
for their perpetual inability to get laid.
Luz Mendieta would like to meet up with me.
Of course feminists have your back. And always will.
Fuck.
[Hugo] What about some interviews?
We got some proposals from a few serious outlets.
If we turn this into a political matter, which it is--
No way. I don't need anyone asking me
how my family is handling it or who he is.
Refresh my memory about the presentation.
-But who is he? -The presentation.
[Malen] Do you have it?
[Hugo] Our schedule was just updated.
So what do we have?
Nothing.
[lock beeping]
Gorka, my key won't work.
-Where is the mayor? -The mayor is at an event.
This comes from above.
But don't you worry, you can, uh… still use the couch.
Check your mouth.
You got some drool.
What did you expect? Hmm?
That you could undo being fired by showing up the next day? Really?
So what's the punishment? A mobbing?
Everyone will know that you're punishing a victim, Gorka.
Offended much?
[laughs] Come on, Malen.
You're gonna fall upward and start all over without an inquisition.
With a brand-new office. Hmm?
Brussels, huh?
Honestly, I envy you.
The way things are now… [scoffs] I mean, if you're the… mayor, it sucks!
But you'll step up.
See you later.
Miren, redial.
Come through for me, Miren. [sighs]
Being in debt to someone sucks.
[singing dramatic choral music]
[moaning]
Hey, asshole, would you cut that out?
[silence]
-[clears throat] -[conductor] What is this?
-You heard it. -What?
[sniggers]
All right, shall we continue?
[singing dramatic choral music]
[choir stops singing]
Sorry. I'm sorry.
-You shouldn't have come, you know. -But I did. So let's continue.
-He came here, just not at home. [snorts] -[all laughing]
Alfredo, it was just a joke, all right?
-Okay, again. -[laughs] He wishes she said that.
-[conductor] Alfredo. -[man] Hey, Alfredo.
[tense music playing]
[coin clinks]
[machine whirs]
They locked you out of your office.
Thanks for coming, Dad.
Uh, you might be trying to kill me.
What's the emergency?
[Malen] Begoña,
I'd like you to meet my father.
-Hello. -He's a good man.
And he's going to be your lawyer. He'll provide services pro bono.
'Cause he's a man of solid principles. And he also owes me one.
That's great. So tell me, am I also going to need a lawyer?
Um… My apologies, but I really don't know anything about this, at all--
So normally, I would gladly represent your case myself,
but I can't.
'Cause you need clothes?
[Bego clears throat]
He's the best there is. He'll get justice for you as well as her.
Her? Great, there's another one?
My sister.
She needs you now.
Her private photos leaked, and she committed suicide because of it.
Okay, an ambush, while guilt-tripping me.
I wish you both luck.
You could at least let her tell you about it, Dad.
From what you've told me, it's an exceedingly difficult case to win.
But I can recommend you to a colleague, right?
Don't worry.
And don't feel guilty. It's not your problem.
You should accept it.
No, I can't accept it.
You're suffering here because of the mistakes of another person.
[angrily] What mistakes?
Having pictures stolen?
She told no one. That was her mistake.
You're cruel.
Truthful too.
What about caring?
Reserve it for yourself, Begoña.
Good luck. You're going to need it.
[Ane] Erroneous belief number one.
[ominous music playing]
[water dripping]
If you wish for something hard enough,
you will get it.
[Malen sighs]
[Ane] Erroneous belief number two.
The people who love you will always be there for you,
like a shelter.
Why does it hurt?
You were made of steel, right?
[water dripping]
You could withstand anything.
Remember that saying you once read?
"I'm the rock that's holding back the tide."
[waves lapping]
Erroneous belief number three.
You know yourself well.
[ominous music fades out]
It's been a while.
Not that long.
It was the rally for Maite. She was strangled.
Her son was three years old. Remember her?
Yes, of course.
Let's sit.
[sighs]
How are you doing?
Mmm.
Not sure.
-Your speech was commendable. -[sighs]
Thanks, Luz. Not everyone thinks so, though.
Who?
-The people in your party? -[sighs]
Well, you always said they weren't allies.
I told you.
But screw them. Because starting today, you're gonna stop with the half measures.
You think I ought to run from them, right?
No.
No more running away.
You need to change things from within now.
And we'll mobilize soon
if they've caused you even the slightest trouble.
Well, this is already a victory for them… to see me reduced after that video.
Well, if you want my take, I think they're counting on you to quit.
[Malen] Hmm.
But you're gonna fight back.
That said,
if you pursued a legal recourse,
I think our support would be far more logical.
This is not about making a spectacle.
Your whole life is on the line here.
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
[gasps in pain]
[baby crying in distance]
[gasps in pain]
[TV in background]
[baby crying]
[sighs in pain]
[anchor] There she is, right there.
Pictured eating next to her parents, King Felipe and Queen Letizia.
[baby crying]
[woman] I know. I know, sweetie.
[anchor] In starkly different news, the thing most people are talking about
is the intimate video of Malen Zubiri…
What is it? Are you hungry? Okay, okay, let's go get foodies.
[boy] Hi, Dad!
Open up. Umm!
By the way, Marilyn told me she isn't coming
because she didn't receive her payment for last month.
Zubiri needs a lot, and she needs more allies that are willing to say why.
But as we all know, this could end up costing her, too. Politically--
-[music stops] -[woman] That's a good boy.
[baby crying]
My God! Baby, what-- Are you okay? What happened to you?
-Uh, I got… Ow! Mugged. -Did-- Gosh, sorry.
-No. -Where did it happen?
At the beach. It was pretty quick. They, um…
They took 200 euros and some credit cards. But I… I've canceled those.
But did you… did you go to the police, or--?
-Yeah, yeah. -Wow, talk about a tough day.
That, plus Marilyn not coming over…
I'm gonna take the kids to swimming class. Shh.
Could I come with you, honey?
-I mean, are you okay? -Sure.
-For real, are you okay? -I'm fine.
-Hey, little man. Come here. -Okay, guys. Let's get in the car.
Come on!
-No! -[boy 1] I said yeah!
-No! -Come on.
-[boy 2] No! -Buddy, come on, gotta get your seat belt.
Ah!
-I don't like you. -Here.
[suspenseful music playing]
-[seat belt clicks] -Yeah.
You okay? Careful there.
[suspenseful music builds]
[yells]
I'm okay.
[grunts with effort]
[groans quietly]
[man yells]
[groaning and gasping]
[dog barking then howling]
I'm going on TV, and I'm gonna tell the truth.
[tense music playing]
Just how blunt are you gonna be?
Blunt enough that the party's spotless image
will have a few spots tomorrow.
Malen,
whatever you may say, we'll turn it around.
We own the official version.
I'm willing to explain how half of City Hall got vaccinated ahead of time,
for starters.
Fair warning,
in the four years that I've been here, I've kept quiet about more than you know.
Malen Zubiri, a run-of-the-mill blackmailer.
And I won't even stoop to the party's level.
At least I'll denounce things that are actually illegal.
There's a support rally tomorrow.
Luz Mendieta has contacted several international feminist organizations.
Workplace harassment against a victim of sexual harassment.
How do think Brussels will like that one?
You'd do the same in my shoes, Miren.
[tense music fades out]
See you tomorrow, Malen.
[Alfredo] An interview? Now?
I'm starting to think you want all this attention.
-If you got another idea, I'm all ears. -What do I know?
-What's the problem now? -Nothing. [sighs]
Everything.
Listen, Alfredo.
-I know all this isn't easy-- -Listen, Malen!
You know our marriage has been struggling for the past four years.
-But to you, Leire's just great. -Perfectly great, actually.
Are you talking about me?
-Yes. -No.
You know what? Just go ahead and leave, Dad.
I'll take care of Mom. After all, she's the one who can't control herself.
-[footsteps retreating] -[huffs]
[huffs]
[young man 1] Uh-huh, yeah. My brother sent it to me, dude.
-It's like insane. She's wild. -[young man 2] Wait, really?
I didn't take Malen Zubiri to be good jerk-off material. [laughs]
[young man 1] You know how they are. That age? Bro, they're all MILFs.
[young man 2] Got it on your phone?
-Come on. Show me real quick. -Give it a sec to buffer.
-Whoa! -Ah!
-Oh, fuck! -Told you, bro.
-She knows what she's doing! -True. Oh, that's the best part.
-[young man 2] Yeah, what a slut. -Okay, come on. Give it back.
[young man 2] Can you forward me a link to that?
[young man 1] Yeah, no prob. By the way, her daughter trains at my pool.
[young man 2] Get the fuck out! How old?
-[young man 1] Sixteen. -Nice, what's her name?
-[young man 1] Leire. -Aw, shit.
-She's probably a whore like her mom. -[snorts] Totally.
[thunder rumbling]
[emotive music playing]
[water dripping]
[thunder rumbling]
[Bego] They shared them among each other. Even though they're denying it now.
[emotive music fades out]
[Kepa scoffs]
I told you. Neither the picture nor the video are recent.
Right, right.
Got it.
We all have secrets, you know, Kepa.
Shit, yes, Begoña. I understand.
But why the fuck…?
Why didn't she tell me?
I'm a bad guy all of a sudden? Huh?
If she really didn't want to tell me, then, why… I just don't get it.
I think she was really scared of losing you.
-You know, sometimes men will… -Men will what, Bego?
What the fuck are you talking about?
I'm also mad at her, Kepa.
[crying] I spent my entire life with her. All of it.
But you need to forgive her, like I did.
[sniffling] Forgiving myself will take time.
[crying quietly]
[thunder rumbling]
We have to go after whoever did it.
[sighs]
[tense, pulsing music playing]
[phone pings]
So, baby, what time do you wanna meet up with me tonight?
[phone pings]
ARE YOU THERE? CALL ME!
[online notification]
WHY WON'T YOU REPLY?
[Ane] He's not answering.
-He's gonna leave you. -[offline notification]
He's lost.
Oh, fuck. He must be… he's… he's thinking.
Because he's scared. Everything will be all right.
[tense, pulsing music building]
That's a lie. He's going to leave you.
[tense, pulsing music continues]
[machine beeps]
[machine beeping]
[tense, pulsing music continues]
We're going to the set. It's this way.
The interview begins in five minutes, okay?
This is political suicide.
I had to try it. They left me no other choice.
And if I have to leave, let it be like this, saying what's what.
[monitor beeping]
[anchor] When we come back,
an in-depth interview with Deputy Mayor Malen Zubiri.
Exclusively here
on Gaur Egun.
[footsteps approaching]
-Go ahead. -Okay, thank you.
[Malen sighs]
Your fairy godmother!
-Or the Wicked Witch of the West? -Hold that.
Hugo, I need to talk to her alone.
Malen, you're a victim. Don't make other people victims as well.
-[beep] -Three minutes!
Three minutes.
[regular beeping]
I think you'll be the next mayor of Bilbao.
[tense music playing]
[Malen] I know the release of that video
has done serious damage to my public image.
But most of all, to my family, which I find even more disturbing.
Despite my words to you all,
I know what's ahead for me.
[monitor beeping]
I had consensual sex with another adult.
End of story.
That's all it was.
That should be the end, but…
I feel afraid, but I don't feel any shame.
Any shame there is will be reserved
for those who tried to weaponize my private life.
["Mondo" by Operator Music Band playing]
♪ Who's your passion for? ♪
They're behind you.
[regular beeping]
Wait, what?
[scoffs] They pretended I convinced them.
I really laid it on.
The accusations of misogyny…
How Lezcano has been a disaster… How his cronies were worse…
They never would've changed their minds without my threats.
Fine…
You won. Congrats to you.
I stood up to them for you.
-Yeah. This time. -[elevator dings]
[tense music playing]
[woman] Excuse me.
Excuse me, suite 27?
[impatiently] What?
Hi, uh… We just got done running an insurance checkup,
as is routine for us.
You are aware that your insurance won't cover hospitalization, right?
What do you mean?
Apparently, two months ago, your husband ended full coverage.
You're gonna need to pay the full difference once he's released.
The total will be 900 euros per day, plus any procedures.
["Mondo" continues] ♪ On the plus side, there's a difference ♪
♪ Of the ones who have The greater sense of self ♪
♪ Is it focused? Is it radical? Step back from time to time… ♪
Bro, bro, she's here.
♪ I'm the operator With my pocket calculator ♪
♪ It's all a state of mind Last I checked ♪
Hey! I, uh… I was actually just about to call you.
[music stops]
I came here to break up with you.
[girl] Oh, shit.
[Xabi] Hmm. Great.
I don't like the way you fuck.
I've become really tired of not coming.
[shocked laughter]
Hey, why don't you fuck off to your whore mother!
Go on.
Get out of here.
Get the fuck out!
[background chatter]
-[young man] Oh! -[young woman cackling]
["Mondo" starts playing again]
[all cheering and whistling]
[laughter]
[woman cheering]
♪ M-O-N-D-O, M-O-N-D-O ♪
Something you gotta know.
You aren't a heroine.
You're just a careless woman.
All that has happened thus far needs to be forgotten, here and now.
For the sake of everyone.
Malen, you are more than a victim.
No fists up in the air, no international sensation.
The party won't benefit from any feminist martyrs.
[regular beeping]
I'll have to watch you closely.
And set you straight.
We have to calibrate everything to make up for the ground you lost us.
Everything you do will have to be scrutinized from now on.
You're making me pay for my sin by swearing my loyalty.
[beep]
-You're on. -[beep]
Improvise.
You're good at that, at least.
-Malen, hello. -How are you?
-Good, thanks. -No, thank you.
One minute to go, okay?
[sighs] Right.
[boys] We're leaving on a plane! We're leaving on a plane!
No, boys. We're not! But I promise we're still gonna go somewhere fun!
[boys chanting] We're leaving on a plane…
[dog barking]
[tense music playing]
[Ane] Happy families do exist.
As well as those who only appear to be happy.
You think you already reached the bottom, Idoia.
[boys laughing]
[Ane] Just wait and see what falling is like.
SPAIN
[sighs] Son of a bitch.
[dog barking in distance]
[dial tone]
[man] Will you stop pestering me? Haven't you had enough?
[phone beeping]
[dramatic choral music playing]
[muffled panting]
[dramatic choral music continues]
[shower running]
Leire?
You okay?
I'm great, and you?
[sighs] All right.
[dramatic choral music fades out]
My mayoral bid is still on.
[Leire] You must be happy.
Your dad…
Yeah, I already know.
We decided to do what we think is best.
Of course.
See you tomorrow, sweetie.
[siren blaring]
I'll go in front of the executive committee and tell them
you have my and the party leaders' support.
Thank you for that, Miren.
[Miren] The crisis ends here.
[tense music playing]
[tense music building]
[tense music stops suddenly]
[calm piano music playing]