A NETFLIX SERIES
EPISODE 8 A DECISION
Speaking seems easy.
You open your mouth and bring out sounds from inside you.
The world instantly understands you, and the curse is broken.
But it's only easy when you understand what's going on.
I thought that I'd asked for it.
That I could've avoided it.
That deep down, really deep down, I deserved it.
How could I speak?
What could I say?
But now you hear me.
Because I don't know who's to blame.
But I do know it's not me.
You didn't have to.
You were going to find out anyway. I prefer it this way. Do you need to talk?
No, ten pages will do.
-What's coming won't be easy. -God.
And the last few weeks have been so peaceful.
I'm serious.
Well, I'm not a big fan of suffering.
But, hey, I've cleaned up my friends list.
I've got to know my daughter better.
And I've found out what my place is.
It's very sexy what a nice guy you are.
Do you feel better?
Yes.
And… what does your inner Miren think about it?
She's not answering. She's setting herself on fire.
Isn't it possible, I wonder,
to keep it a secret until you're announced as candidate?
I want to send a note to the media with a copy of the complaint.
If it's too much for you, I understand.
I think it's too late to leave you now.
Give me your hand and speed up, Louise.
Let's go, Thelma.
We have breaking news.
Our editorial office in Bilbao has just learned that Malen Zubiri,
the current acting mayor of the city, has filed against those responsible
for the recording of the sex video that was made public a few weeks ago.
In her statement,
she lists two possible culprits: César Barretxeguren,
the youngest son of the head of the Basque business association,
whom Zubiri identifies as her companion in the footage,
and a second individual, as yet unnamed,
as the alleged mastermind of the operation.
The complaint coincides with Gorka Erralde's announcement
about his candidacy bid…
Turn it off.
Jon Aldaola's lawyer has filed a letter of remorse.
That means he won't get the maximum sentence.
He's laughing at us.
How long will he be in prison?
He'll get two to five years.
He was Ane's boyfriend, an aggravating factor. That'll raise it.
But he doesn't have a criminal record.
Unless he sees the light in prison, once he's out,
he'll find another girl to harm. Photos or no photos.
And how are you going to stop that? Tell me.
Choose your battles carefully, Begoña.
And the factory workers?
They'll only be fined.
But at least they've been fired. It's a rare case of poetic justice.
I guess you've heard the news. Do you want to talk?
I can't talk about my issues, Begoña.
I thought I'd softened you up, right? A bit.
I don't know.
It's like hugging a tree.
Call the police.
There must be at least 20 savages out there.
It was even worse on the first day.
How's Malen?
Fine.
-Thanks. -I see you around here a lot.
What about your bachelor pad?
I'm not a bachelor.
Given Malen's skill at finding a replacement for you, I'm almost glad.
So I'm the lesser evil. That's a step up.
Alfredo, you're loyal. That's honorable.
I would've hidden in a cave for the rest of my life.
I don't think so.
Underneath those three layers of steel armor,
a little heart beats.
I'm ready.
Hello, Granddad.
Have you slept?
Leire,
come here.
They don't look much from here, do they?
Well, that's all they are.
There they are.
Did you know about César?
Who's responsible for the video?
Have Ms. Zubiri and Peio spoken about it?
-Will your wife still run for mayor? -Please answer!
Mr. Vargas, please.
Where's Miren?
She sends her regards.
I called you here because I know I haven't stuck to the agreement,
which has made you very angry.
But reporting it
was my right.
And I exercised it.
Let's talk, without mincing our words.
Maybe we still have time to save what we have.
I want to be a candidate.
What about you?
What do you want?
A Barretxeguren.
A dead Barretxeguren right before the election.
That doesn't answer my question.
We need to know who you're up against. Who's that second party?
Most likely a businessman. And not just an average one.
Nothing I have done makes me unfit to be mayor.
On the contrary.
I'm stronger, better, and more determined now.
If you're still debating whether to back Gorka,
it's because you know he's second-rate.
And the party isn't in a position to make a low bet.
What if we say we supported her to report it?
From the start.
But we agreed to respect her decision not to go public until now.
You threw me out, and now you want to make out you're my saviors.
Didn't you want us to get along?
Of course.
But let's be honest for once, dammit.
Honestly,
have you deleted that dating thing?
Apologize right now.
Have you deleted it?
You know what?
You can all go fuck yourselves.
I'll do my job until the election, and then you can make do with Gorka.
Hello. Good morning.
-Hello. -Anything else?
That's five fifty.
My husband's been fired from the factory.
Now he's doing bike deliveries.
Without a contract, of course. He's 52.
Happy now?
No.
I'm not really happy, no.
Are you happy, blaming me?
Hey!
You gave me flowers at the tribute, right?
So what?
How long did you know Ane?
Eight years or so. I don't know, maybe more.
Did you like her?
I think you did like her.
You hate that she's dead.
It was just a fucking photo, okay?
I don't know what your husband deserves.
But I do know that what they did to Ane wasn't fair.
They saw her suffering and carried on.
It's not right for that to happen.
Maybe this will stop it from happening again.
Or not.
We have to at least try.
I wish you the best of luck.
I really do.
I'm sorry.
My client's suffering psychological damage as a result of the assault.
Anxiety, insomnia…
He's taking anti-anxiety medication three times a day.
Do you admit you're guilty of what you're accused of?
Yes.
Do you regret it?
Yes.
It's serious enough to open a criminal case against you.
Do you know what that means?
A trial.
Maybe a conviction.
Maybe some time in juvenile detention.
-What do you think about that? -I have no opinion.
I'm fine with whatever you decide.
Your Honor, if I may.
My client is exceptionally willing to mend her ways.
She immediately sought the help of a therapist to address her disorder.
Here it is.
The preliminary assessment.
And the treatment plan.
She's willing to take medication under a psychiatrist's supervision
if necessary.
At her age,
the priority should be to make her a useful member of society.
She's quite capable of achieving that.
I don't think uprooting her would achieve anything.
Let her try to improve herself, as she wishes.
We request a financial penalty
and a period of community service.
We're talking about serious bodily injury here.
Thank you.
Hi.
What's wrong?
The embryo didn't take.
I thought it was going to be a girl, and she'd look like you.
When can we try again?
Are you sure?
I've never been so sure of anything in my life.
Shit.
My ankle's fine.
-But he made me jump on the trampoline. -You should've said no.
How could I say no to the kids?
In the end, I always give in. I'm better off on my own.
You said it. You like being your own woman. What's the problem?
-I figured it out late. -Bego, please.
I figured everything out late.
You were pissed off with yourself. What could you have done for her?
You'll be a good example now.
Who for?
Everyone who knows you.
Including me.
I was gonna ask for the cumbia guy's number.
Now I think I'll pass.
Amaia, don't deprive yourself.
Actually, I shouldn't either.
I don't know. Now and then it's okay, right?
-Am I contradicting myself? -No.
Bego, do whatever you want. That's all. From here on out.
If I give you his number, will you take the snake?
No.
Seriously?
What are you going to do?
What do you mean? She'll run for mayor and win.
-Leire… -Well, that's up to her.
Have you thought it through?
I'm going back to law.
But you didn't like it.
It'll be more peaceful.
For all of us.
-Mom, don't do it for me. -Or for me.
I posed for the photographers today. I went like this.
Why the sudden interest in my political career?
Because you've spent four years feeling lost and making me feel bad.
I don't get it.
You're right.
We're all right.
What is it?
It's the only living thing I have left of her.
It's up to you.
No.
Take care of it.
Okay.
-See you tomorrow. -See you.
WE STAND WITH VICTIMS OF PRIVACY VIOLATIONS
PROTEST IN SUPPORT OF MALEN ZUBIRI
What's all this about, Inspector?
Andoni Segurola, you're under arrest
for recording and disseminating intimate images of Ms. Malen Zubiri.
Hello?
It was Andoni Segurola. He's under arrest.
He hasn't confessed yet, but he hasn't denied it either.
How do you know it was him?
César's wife discovered her husband had a second phone.
She found it suspicious. It was hidden, and it only had one number saved.
-They brought it to me yesterday. -Who did?
His wife and Peio Barretxeguren.
They want to find whoever beat him up.
I followed the trail of that single number.
The cell towers that picked it up
mark a clear route through Segurola's property.
We've done it.
Yes, of course.
He hates me that much?
He has real estate agencies, and you want to meddle in them.
Not many people at his level manage housing.
I don't recall any major friction with him. Nothing personal.
What did you expect? An archenemy?
Segurola's just a bastard showing his power and trying to take away yours.
And look, he's succeeded.
-I'll buy you a leather armchair. -Go to hell.
I'm tired, Hugo.
You're telling me? I'm sick of it. I have been since the schoolyard.
But I can't quit.
Hey, sorry. One minute and we're done.
What are you doing?
Look, it was my adviser's idea.
He's been on my case about how I need a very mayoral photo
for my candidacy.
Very mayoral? Have a heart attack. We'll help you.
We need to work.
Of course.
You have to deliver until the last day.
Malen,
good luck at the firm.
Or with whatever comes for you.
Oops. No euphemism intended.
Hey,
don't you want to be my vice?
No.
Your adviser's idea, right?
Hey, she's clever.
What?
We should be celebrating today.
Everything starts with a decision.
You have the choice to do what you should do.
Or what you want to do.
-Thanks. -Thanks.
And you choose to do what you want.
By the way, you'll never guess who I saw
at a beach bar in France at the weekend.
You're not an evil person. You can't be.
You have an excuse.
-Seriously? -Yes.
Who gave me this position?
I'm useless. I'm poison.
For your businesses and the city.
It's your duty to bring me down.
The others talk big, but they don't have the balls.
Thank goodness you do.
There was no doubt. They were at it.
If you repeat it to yourself enough, any doubts will fade away.
You have no choice. You have to do it.
-So you do. -Sure, it was my idea.
But only the idea.
Who filmed it?
A partner from César's former production company who was a cameraman.
Tell me how much the fine is and we can put this to bed.
You're proud.
No.
But I'm not ashamed either.
The sex is the least of it.
The point is that she can't be trusted. Now everyone knows it.
You felt obliged to warn the voters.
The city's future is in her hands. And this is a very tricky time.
The fact Ms. Zubiri's ideas threaten your businesses is pure coincidence.
No. I'm a creator of wealth and jobs. If she clips my wings, the people suffer.
Why didn't you air your differences with her publicly? In an interview.
Or standing on a crate, like a soapbox preacher.
-I would've been silenced. -You?
It's the new Inquisition. People like me are systematically misunderstood.
I'm a man. I'm white. I really like women.
A pariah.
Besides, elaborate speeches don't work.
People are tired. They want simple ideas.
To me, the video only conveys one.
Your unscrupulousness.
-César could have refused. -You're right.
But you took advantage of his hard times.
Why a Barretxeguren?
Malen chose him, not me.
Something tells me you enjoyed humiliating the son of a rival.
Hence the beating?
What beating?
The injuries from César's accident didn't hide the injuries from the assault.
There's a neurological report from before the accident.
It clearly states the cause and severity of the injuries.
Which, by the way, are what caused him to crash the car.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Allow me to explain.
It isn't one crime. It's at least two.
And it isn't a fine. It's prison.
He couldn't wait to name the assailants.
Two real gems with criminal records a mile long.
They worked for his security company for years.
He says he sent them to negotiate, but things probably got out of hand.
Do you believe him?
Not really.
But I don't know if I can prove otherwise.
As for you and your video, there's no doubt. He's guilty.
Along with César.
You've done a great job.
I'm sorry I made it difficult for you.
I always understood why. I wanted you to know that.
I'm not running for mayor.
Why not?
It's a long story.
Have I let you down?
It pisses me off that Segurola's move worked.
That's all.
WE STAND WITH VICTIMS OF PRIVACY VIOLATIONS
I WANT TO BE FREE ON MY WAY HOME
UNTIL WE'RE FREE!!
-Perfect. Tuesday at ten o'clock. -Luz.
Thank you for remembering my sister.
Bego? Malen's told me a lot about you.
-Hello, Bego. -Alicia.
How are you?
Well, a bit delicate with all this.
Luz, I don't know if you know Alicia. She's a great inspector.
Yes, we know each other.
We've seen each other too often in recent years.
Luz is a very good ally. She encourages victims to report abuse.
She practically leads them by the hand.
This is María.
-Hello. -Hello, María.
Do you have an association or something?
Yes.
And how do you do it? How do you manage that?
Do you want to join?
I saw you at the factory.
I know an activist when I see one.
To be honest, I'm…
-I'm afraid of not moving on. -From what? From mourning?
They're different things.
Many in your position wouldn't even consider it.
You don't just see your sister. You see beyond that, don't you?
Think about it.
CASES 2010-2011
Maybe now… you'll even start to like it.
Being a lawyer, I mean.
Maybe.
Dinner's almost ready.
Thanks.
Do you know why I left home when the video came out?
Because it's what I was meant to do.
I had to hate you.
And I had to leave.
I got drunk with the gang.
I slept with God knows who…
Everything the typical humiliated man does.
But what I really wanted was to stay here
until the storm passed.
With you.
And with Leire.
To get over my anger… at home.
To rise to the challenge, dammit.
It's been tough for all of us.
But that's it.
No more…
Screw what's expected of me.
I'm never going to be a good businessman, Malen.
Or a politician.
My only ambition is
to be comfortable.
And to sing.
And to care for you.
Is that enough?
You didn't hook up with just anyone, did you?
César? The only Barretxeguren who was bad with money.
He must've been like me.
He must've liked to look up.
Hello, Lorea.
I don't know if you remember me.
It's Malen Zubiri.
How are you?
What do you want?
I wanted to apologize.
I was doing my job, but…
I could have refused.
I should have refused.
And now, I'd like to help you.
I don't know if you know this, but…
your attacker's crime is still within the statute of limitations.
My attacker?
It isn't Mr. Aranda anymore?
No.
I can't represent you as I was a lawyer for the other side,
and it would be unethical, but…
I could get you someone trustworthy to appeal.
No.
Maybe I didn't make myself clear.
This time you would win. I'm sure of it.
It's clear he abused his position and harassed you.
But I took the bribe.
Because we left you no choice.
We lied.
We blamed you.
And we threatened you.
And it worked.
No justice, no rest, Lorea.
You don't say.
I heard about what happened to you, and… I'm very sorry.
But go ease your conscience another way.
Thank you for the coffee.
You didn't have to come.
Didn't you say Grandma wanted to see me?
Grandma always wants to see you.
And piranhas want human flesh, but you don't let them eat you.
My therapist told me I need to exercise anger management.
Honey, your grandma's the last level, don't do that to yourself.
Look at Grandpa.
He's been training with her all his life. Now he's a Jedi.
A Jedi?
-You don't say "henpecked" anymore? -Some people do. Old grouches.
Look at her. Here she is. My beautiful girl. Oh, my darling.
How are you?
-You're well? Yes, I can see. -Very well.
-She looks well, doesn't she, son? -Yes.
I know your granddad helped you. Very good.
-Tell him I forgive him. -For what?
He didn't invite them to his professorship ceremony.
They've opened a bar two streets away. Let's go.
The books on your grandparents' shelves
don't seem important enough for Juan Mari, but what can we do?
I'm not one to hold a grudge all my life.
No, only for 20 years.
Son, a bit of resentment would do you good.
What will you do with the apartment?
Here, thank your friend.
Are you sure about this? This isn't over, you know?
-Are you gonna find Dad more girlfriends? -Hush.
You all right?
Yeah.
Hello?
Hi Malen,
first of all, we're deeply sorry for our behavior the other day.
What?
Familiarity, you know.
In the end, it leads you to use a tone that creates misunderstandings.
We're very grateful for the last four years,
and we want you to know that.
You're…
You're very valuable to us.
Sure.
You were right about our relationship. It has to get better. And it will.
For starters,
we won't mention the video incident again.
"Incident"?
The crime you were a victim of. We fully support you.
Whoever the culprit is.
Can you tell me what the hell's going on?
We'd like you to reconsider things
and…
be our candidate.
You have our… full support.
What about Gorka?
You were right. He's not… on your level.
Look, Iñaki,
it would really help your case if you were honest for once.
He's stepped down.
With two days to go, there's no time to find anyone remotely known.
That's it, isn't it?
We won't give up until we convince you.
I can't speak right now.
You forced Gorka to pull out
by threatening to expose all his shit, didn't you?
No.
You think I'd keep quiet about a move like that?
I love that kind of medal.
I collect them.
Hugo?
The kid's grown up.
Thank goodness.
Or he's gone bad.
If the party sent you to convince me--
If the party knew what I'm about to tell you, they'd fire me.
About…
About 20 years ago, a member of the board harassed me.
It started as a joke. It turned into persecution.
And it ended with threats and physical harassment.
Only people from that time know about it.
The matter
was handled discreetly.
And I guess you didn't report it.
If you spoke out back then, you only ruined your career and your life.
He became the victim.
And you became the bitch who fucked up his life.
Straight to the job center and the psychiatrist.
No, thanks.
In order to sleep at night,
I convinced myself the decision had been mine.
"Victim"
sounds like weakness.
Like self-pity.
I was nothing like that.
I'd always known I had to work twice as hard.
So there I had a challenge.
I advised you from what I knew.
But it still hurts.
And what happened to him?
He retired honorably.
They don't deserve you, Malen.
But the city does.
And you've earned your way to the top.
I'm not perfect, Miren.
But you know it.
If I could live
Submerged in these waters
If I could live
Submerged in these waters
Dance under the influence of the moon
Under the influence of the moon
If I could live
In the grains of sand on this shore
If I could live
At the limit of the sky At the edge of the stars
If I could live
In your hidden places, in your limits
If I could live…
Good morning.
If you're still 15 years old, that's your problem.
Hey, Alfredo. You're back at last.
-What are you working on? -Here.
Everything starts with a decision.
FOR SALE
To care for what is still yours.
To carry on.
The decision that your time in the world will leave things better
than how you found them.
Even if the shame is still there, hidden.
Even if you can never fully change.
The decision to take off your mask.
To be fair to yourself.
To fight.
The world will be a little better.
And so will you.
Even if the damage is still there.
The decision to look to the future.
Even if it still seems like just a dream.
And the healing hurts.
First of all, you need to know it's not your fault.
It happens a lot more than you think, and it's a crime.
This is a safe space, Olatz.
Tell me what happened.
Here, Malen, a photo, please!
Malen, here.
A photo, please!
Malen, a photo, please.
Here, Malen, please.
Malen!
-Malen, please, here. -Here, one moment, Ms. Zubiri.
MALEN ZUBIRI FORWARDS
Thank you very much. The party leaders are there.
What's the matter? It's fine.
I don't know.
It's perfect.
Subtitle translation by: Katie L Ward