[soft, mysterious music playing]
Excuse me. Could you let me know as soon as we're in Italy, please?
- We've been in Italy for a while. - Already?
- Yeah. - Really?
Really.
Well, then, if you don't mind…
- Sure. - The time has come. [chuckles]
["Sarà Perché Ti Amo" plays on speakers]
[Charlie, in Italian] This morning is a good morning!
We're in Italia! Come on, guys!
[players sing along in Italian]
Charlie!
- [Charlie vocalizes] - [whistles] Charlie!
[in English] Talk to me!
Can you keep it down?
What's the matter, too hungover from the beer-minton?
[players hum loudly to song]
We've got six games, Charlie. We need to rest up.
Come on, you're not even playing anyway. Right?
[players continue humming]
- You fucking son of a bitch. - Hey, I'm just messing with ya, captain.
[in Italian] I love you, cap.
- [tense music playing] - [muffled humming]
[humming continues]
SPAIN
- [music stops] - [humming fades]
[in English] Sorry.
It's totally fine, by the way.
No need to worry about me.
Roque, how can you put up with this?
- [soft, motivating music] - You know what you want, right?
To be a starter.
How are you gonna qualify for the World Cup if you don't play?
Don't give up.
[music builds]
[music softens]
[transition to mysterious music]
[music fades]
[birds chirp]
[indistinct conversations]
Where's Núria?
Did you do that to the door?
Where's Núria? Who took her?
She was here yesterday.
When?
Before or after you broke the door down?
I'm asking you if you were the one who broke that door.
Who cares about the door? She was here yesterday.
- Now she's not. Someone took her away. - Amaia, no one took Núria away.
[doctor] She just needs to rest for a few days.
- [Isabel] I've had enough. - But you saw her, Isabel. Isabel, hey…
Listen up, everyone. I know many of you have been worried about Núria.
I just spoke to her mother.
She went home. She's doing well.
- She'll be back here soon. - See? It was nothing.
- Well, not nothing. - [Peque] Do you know what happened to her?
[Isabel] Good old-fashioned hypoglycemia.
Right, Peque? If we don't eat breakfast, those butterflies in your stomach don't…
[athletes chuckle]
So, uh… then it was just low blood sugar?
Nothing you swimmers haven't experienced a thousand times.
[Fátima] I fished you out last year.
You're such a liar! I fished you out. [laughs]
Do you know when she'll be back? 'Cause of the duet?
That's something you should discuss with Svetlana, okay?
And in the meantime, let's get back to normal, everyone.
Carry on, please.
Well, good news is she's not dead, right? Despite your efforts.
[soft, tense music playing]
- [wheels rumble] - [man] Okay. Let's go. Come on.
[woman] Hang in there, Núria. I've got you.
[screen lock alert]
[Zoe] Let's go.
Fuck. Great. What happened now?
Cat got your tongue again? Awesome. [sighs through nose]
[sighs]
- [music stops] - [cell phone beeps]
[ringtone]
[voicemail] Hey, it's Nunu. I can't answer right now, so leave me a nice message.
Kiss, kiss!
[voicemail beeps]
[cell phone beeps]
[frustrated sigh]
- [cell phone beeps] - [ringtone]
- [woman] Hi, Amaia. - Hi, Elísabet.
[ambulance sirens over cell phone]
Are you with Núria?
- [Elísabet] Yes, she's here at home. - [ambulance sirens continue]
Is she okay? May I talk to her?
- [shuffling on phone] - [ambulance sirens continue]
- [thud] - [shuffling on phone continues]
What's that noise?
- We'll talk another time, okay? - No, wait. Elísabet, please.
[disconnect tone]
[soft, mysterious music playing]
[cell phone beeps]
[augmented exhale]
[deep exhale]
[music stops]
[Miqui] Look at her.
Houston, Houston, we have a problem. This is mission leader, do you copy?
[both laugh]
The beer-minton queen has landed. Over!
[chuckles]
[Zoe sighs]
Here, take this. It'll help you.
- What is it? - [whispers] Doping.
The fuck?
[regular tone] Just kidding. Ibuprofen.
- [Zoe] Oh! - [Miqui] 400 milligrams.
[coach] Hey, Miqui, you take a break today.
- Lucky you! - [coach] What about you?
Huh?
So what's your move today? Hmm?
- You've already faked an injury yesterday. - [Zoe scoffs]
It'll be hard to find a good excuse this time around. Right?
Is that a challenge? 'Cause I got plenty of ideas.
[scoffs]
Let's go, then.
Move.
- [crowd cheering] - [tense music playing]
- [music builds] - [crowd cheers]
[whistles]
[cell phone vibrates]
[Roque] What's up? I can't talk.
I called Núria's mom today.
She said Núria's home, but she's lying. I heard an ambulance through the phone.
Is she in bad shape and that's why they're hiding her?
[sighs] We have to find out what she took, one way or another, Roque.
I heard two girls talking about clenbuterol.
I think one of them mentioned Núria.
- Who? - I don't know. I think they were cyclists.
I have to go, Amaia. Ciao.
- [applause] - [audience hums]
[woman cheers]
- [whistling] - [drum beating]
[action music playing]
[crowd chants] Portugal, Portugal!
[reporter] Javi, do you have a minute?
The lineup doesn't include Roque Pérez as the starter.
Your thoughts on this controversial decision?
No one knows the players better than me. We're playing the best lineup we have.
[reporter] People aren't betting on you to make the World Cup.
Uh, do you feel a lot of pressure?
Victory in rugby comes on the field, not on the screens. Thanks.
- [applause] - [cheering]
[Javier] Lobo.
Ari. Here.
[air horn trumpets]
[Javier] It's not just about doing things right. People have to see it.
- We're a team. We're serious. - Javier.
- Look after him for me. Go. Come on. - Do you have a minute?
What do you want?
You've still got time, right?
Time for what?
To have me as a starter.
What you're doing makes no sense, and you know it.
Who the hell do you think you are, acting like you get to decide what I do
and who I put in as a starter?
I could put my grandma in if I wanted to.
I'm sure she'd be more committed than you. You get me?
Get outta here.
- [applause] - [air horn trumpets]
- [reporter] Roque, how are you? - [Roque] Good, thanks.
[reporter] Off the record, what happened?
There's some weird theories on the Internet.
- I'll tell you later. - You can't say anything?
Just breathe.
Charlie, what are you doing? You're the captain.
- On the field, rally the team! - [whistles] Roque, take over, please.
Hey! Gather round! Make a circle, now!
Let's go, come on! Come on!
Everyone, gather around. Come on, Lobo! Go, go, go!
[soft, tense music playing]
[Sebas breathes heavily]
[tense music builds]
- [applause] - [crowd cheers]
[rhythmic clapping]
[Charlie] Alright, "Spain" on three!
- One, two, three! - [all] Spain!
It's time, Paco. The game's about to start.
That's right, and this is an incredible chance for Spain
to qualify for the World Cup. A golden opportunity.
[whistle blows]
[cheering]
[Charlie] It's mine!
How's Sebas? Where is he?
Well, go find him! Drag him out here if you have to, damn it! Now!
[Paco] The Portuguese player breaks away! No one's catching him now.
A great play, and Portugal scores the opening try.
[soft, tense music playing]
[crowd roars in distance]
[tense music continues]
[music softens]
[Roque] Sebas.
The game started.
[crowd roars in distance]
[Roque] Hey.
[tense music builds]
[grunts]
[music mixes with heartbeat]
[jersey rips]
[panting]
[crunch echoes]
[thud echoes]
[leather squeaks]
[music fades]
[Sebas exhales]
[crowd cheers in distance]
[door opens]
[exhales deeply]
[Jennifer] Well, well.
What an honor.
Claudia, look who's here, the queen of the HPC.
[Claudia] C'mon, keep it going.
[Amaia] How's it going?
Well, not as well as I'd like.
The world championship's in two months and--
Yeah, I understand, I mean, me too. We're all on the same boat, aren't we?
But, anyhoo, we do what we can with our little tricks, right?
Alright, girls. Five more minutes, then we leave. Come on.
- What do you mean by "little tricks"? - What the fuck are you insinuating?
Don't get pissy. I didn't say anything bad.
Hey, don't be a distraction, alright?
They can distract themselves. Okay? Come on.
Let's go, girls. Keep going. Go, go, go.
That's it. You can do it. Keep going. Good luck!
[soft, motivating music playing]
[motivating music builds]
[coach] Come on, guys!
Come on. Keep going! Go, go, go!
[music softens]
Hey, I saw you crying with Jacobo. What did he say to you?
- What did he do? - No talking while running.
This isn't the cabin.
[music stops]
[crowd cheering in distance]
- [applause] - [air horn trumpets]
[crowd whistling]
- [whistle blows] - [loud cheering]
[crowd chants] Portugal!
What? Seriously?
Go. Go.
Roque!
You're going on.
Make me eat my words.
[soft, inspiring music playing]
[music builds]
[pants]
[music fades]
[exhales]
[Jacobo] C'mon, guys, keep going! Go, go, you're almost there!
Come on, Zoe! Go! C'mon! Don't slow down, keep going!
[Zoe pants]
- Again? - What's up with Renata?
They told her she can't compete anymore.
Why? What's the matter?
What's the matter with you, Zoe?
You're always looking for excuses not to train.
I thought I saw something in you, but…
obviously I was wrong, right?
[birds chirping]
[groans]
[panting]
- [tree creaks in wind] - [leaves rustle]
[soft action music playing]
[heightened breathing]
[music builds]
- [tires squeal] - [Jennifer shouts]
[music stops]
Are you okay?
[groans in pain] Holy shit.
What are you doing?
Fuck! You almost killed me. The hell is your problem?
[Zoe] What about you? I was minding my own business and you nearly ran me over.
- [coach] Are you okay, Jennifer? - Yeah, yeah.
- You haven't changed a bit, huh? - You have.
You've aged a bit.
[scoffs]
- What happened? - Nothing, Clau.
Can you let Telmo know that I had to go to the trainer's room?
Keep going, c'mon. You're gonna fall behind. Go.
If you see Jacobo, tell him I'm in the trainer's room too.
Girl, you're delulu. You were in first place.
Sure. But turns out you and I have lots to talk about.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Hmm. - Some catching up to do, right?
- Oh. - [chuckles]
["Cicada" by La Luz plays]
[Zoe laughs]
- [Jennifer] You okay? - [Zoe] Enjoying the view.
I'm queen of the world!
[Jennifer laughs]
[Zoe] Are we off to see a secret masseuse?
Not just any masseuse.
The best one.
- What's up? - It just makes me nervous.
What does?
The thought of coming in here…
and it really just being a massage.
["Cicada" builds]
- ["Cicada" fades] - [crowd cheering]
[Lobo] Go, go, I got it! I got it!
[action music]
- [crowd cheers] - Lobo! Hey, pass it!
Hey! Lobo! Left! Hey!
[commentator] Roque Pérez breaks away. It looks like Lobo wants to keep the ball.
[Roque] Here!
[crowd cries out]
[commentator] Portugal lands a huge tackle and takes control of the ball.
They have the advantage now.
The Portuguese player sprints forward.
He's running. He's all alone. There he goes.
- And, it's a try for Portugal. - [applause]
[euphoric cheers]
Pass it to me if you see me open.
You're just here for the cameras, not for the ball.
[commentator] I don't know what's happening,
but it looks like the only one who's really scoring so far is Roque Pérez.
And yet the team doesn't seem to trust him.
Spain needs to win every match if they wanna make it to the World Cup.
[soft, tense music playing]
[music builds]
[bubbling]
[music softens]
What took you so long?
I was looking for my cap.
I spoke to the president. For now, you're doing the duet with Fátima.
Girls!
Come here!
Fátima, you stay in the water.
[music builds]
[music stops]
- What are you doing? - Listen to me.
Nunu's not doing well.
And I wanna help her. Okay?
The fuck did you give her?
I didn't give her anything.
Well, who did then?
Amaia, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't…
Just fucking tell me who it was!
No. I don't--
[muffled scream]
[splashing]
- Who gave it to her? - [Fátima] Hey! Stop it!
[panicked breathing]
Peque! What, you're gonna drown us all until you're in Olympo?
Shut the hell up.
I'm gonna tell Svetlana you're skipping training!
[exhales]
- [exhales] - [crowd cheering muffled]
[soft, motivating music playing]
[ball bounces]
[Paco] Here we go, Spain with the kick.
[commentator] What is Roque Pérez doing? Is he abandoning his position?
That's unusual. A risky situation for Spain.
Let's try it.
- [crowd roars] - [Lobo] Right, Roque, to your right!
To your right!
Square! Square!
Pass it square! Pass it square!
Great! Go!
- [cheering] - [applause]
Come on! Come on!
That's it! Yeah!
[commentator] Roque Pérez, the player who can see one second into the future.
What a play, ladies and gentlemen.
Pure magic from Roque Pérez. Sheer brilliance.
A masterclass in rugby.
Roque Pérez is the best player Spain has had since Iker Delallave.
[Paco] No doubt.
[Isabel] Then we can have Pepa write it, but if you could do this…
[interrupts] The HPC is crawling with doping.
Here you go.
Would you excuse us a moment?
There is no doping here, Amaia.
[soft, intriguing music playing]
Where did you get that?
You need to call the ADA.
I'll handle it. Hmm?
Give me the bottle.
So you're not calling them now?
It's not that simple. We need to be smart about this situation.
- Give it to me. - When the ADA's here, I will.
Shouldn't you be training, Amaia?
How am I supposed to train knowing my best friend was kidnapped?
Listen to yourself, Amaia.
Let me show you something.
Follow me.
That's Núria's mother.
[Isabel] Mm-hmm.
This was last night?
Yes.
[intriguing music builds]
- It can't be. - [music stops]
[Núria's voicemail] …leave me a nice message. Kiss, kiss.
[voicemail beeps]
Nunu, please call me when you hear this, okay?
She's not gonna call.
Why not?
[soft, intriguing music playing]
[sighs]
[man] Over there.
Okay, let's go. Come on.
[woman] Hang in there, Núria. I've got you.
[music stops]
[keys clatter]
[soft, tense music playing]
[music builds]
- [Charlie] Well done! - [team clapping]
Well done, team! Let's keep it up for the next one.
- We got this! Yeah! - [Javier] Well done.
Well done, gentlemen. Congratulations on winning.
[team stops clapping]
But if we win like this again, I'll shoot myself in both kneecaps.
Gentlemen, this is rugby, not contemporary dance!
Charlie, do they scare you? They come to tackle you, and what do you do?
A porté? A split? You look like you're bracing to get fucked!
God dammit!
Gentlemen, Italy's coming,
and Italy ain't Portugal!
If we give the Italians a meter, hell, not even a meter, a damn centimeter…
they'll shove a burrata right up our asses!
And I'm not gonna allow this.
We're in this together. And I know the kind of rugby players you are.
We're one win away from glory, from our glory.
And no one's gonna take that away, damn it!
Understood?
What about you? Where's your head at?
Together, guys! Together, united!
We are team Spain! And no one's got bigger balls than us, alright?
Is that clear?
This is not a fucking funeral. We just won, one more to go!
- [applause] - Go, go, go, go, go!
[Charlie] Let's go team! Come on! Keep it up, guys!
- [team cheering] - [Charlie] Let's go.
Come on, guys!
- [applause stops] - [Charlie] Keep it up, guys. Come on.
Let's go! One to go! Come on!
[frenetic music playing]
- [muffled music] - [bubbling]
- Why'd you stop? - Because you're late on every move.
What are you saying? You're the one going low.
- Really? You're correcting me? - [Svetlana] Amaia, Fátima's right.
She's doing it right. She got it down to a T.
You're the one who keeps going too low.
- Those short shins aren't helping, huh? - What did you say?
[Svetlana] Amaia.
- Say that again! I dare you! - [Svetlana] Amaia, that's enough!
- Amaia! - Say that again, for fuck's sake!
[Svetlana] I've had enough of this nonsense, Amaia!
Don't you skip another minute of training.
You cannot afford it.
You're not that good.
[muffled scream]
[soft, intriguing music playing]
[music builds]
[breathing heavily]
No, no! No.
No.
[music fades]
I'm scared.
[Cristian] Why didn't you say goodbye to me?
Three years together at the HPC, Amaia. Three years with you.
My work, my friends, my home…
My entire life, everything with you.
[sniffles]
You should've given it your all.
You're saying it's my fault?
I left days ago and you haven't asked me how I'm doing.
And now you call me to say this?
Please, come on.
I mean, they took Nunu away against her will.
She's in danger, and now they got into my room.
They turned everything upside down.
Now you need me, so you're calling me, right?
[breathes shakily]
Well, I need you too.
You have to go to Nunu's, please, Cristian.
You go, if you care so much.
I mean, I would, but I can't. Svetlana's just…
[exhales]
- [disconnect tone] - [dramatic music playing]
[deep exhale]
[music transitions to disturbing]
[music fades]
[soft, tense music playing]
[exhales]
[breathing heightened]
[tense music builds]
[Roque] Go on. Go. Go.
[transition to action music]
[Charlie] Go, go, go, Roque! Come on! Go!
[Paco] The Italian player gets past them. It's Mancini with the ball.
Spain chases him down.
- Mancini passes it off. - Go, go, go!
[Paco] He's a fast player.
Look at that, he's still going. He passes the ball.
[Roque] No!
- [Paco] And a try for Italy. - [cheering]
[Charlie] That's enough. No more, okay?
[Paco] Roque Pérez watched it all happen.
That mistake could cost us a spot in the World Cup, Miguel.
That's right, Paco. There's little over a minute to go.
To be honest, it seems like Spain has no chance of making a comeback now.
- [music fades] - [crowd, in Italian] Italy, Italy, Italy!
[on TV] Italy, Italy, Italy!
[in English] C'mon, guys. Let's go.
- [whistle blows] - [applause]
[referee] Spain!
Feet back, all ready?
[tense music playing]
[kisses]
[referee] Crouch!
Bind!
- [speaking Italian] - What did you say?
- You tell me, fag. - You motherfucker! What did you say?
- Piece of shit! - [crowd boos]
[whistle blows]
- [shouting] - [whistle blows]
[whistle blows]
- What are you doing, dude? - Hey! Hey!
Hey, hey! Stop! One minute left. Okay?
Focus. Focus on the game. Okay?
Okay? Look at me. Okay?
Okay. Great.
- [booing continues] - [Sebas] We're good.
- [referee] Can we continue? - Yeah.
Crouch!
Bind!
- [grunting] - [player] Let's go!
- Set! - [grunting]
[Charlie] Alright, up! Up, up, up!
- Come on, up! Get up! - [Roque] Go!
Go, go, go!
Hey!
Pick it up, come on!
[air horn trumpets]
[Lobo] Get up and defend yourself!
Go, go, go!
[action music builds]
- [Roque] Sebas! - C'mon, c'mon…
[Roque] Sebas, here! Sebas!
[Sebas groans]
Okay! Go!
[crowd roars]
[Charlie] That's it!
[Miguel] Quite a play from Roque Pérez! Spectacular!
He's going. He's still going!
- Look at him! And that's a try for Spain! - Come on!
What an incredible play by Roque Pérez! Right, Paco?
- [Paco] That's right, Miguel. Roque Pérez! - Come on! Yeah!
Who else if not him, showing up with Spain's last hope.
- Great. And the time's almost up, Paco! - The final whistle is about to blow.
We're one kick away from the World Cup, ladies and gentlemen.
- [Javier] Come on! Come on! - [crowd chants in Spanish] Spain! Spain!
SPAIN - ITALY FINAL
[music fades]
[soft, tense music playing]
[dramatic sting]
[tense music builds]
[musical explosion]
- [crowd roars] - [whistle blows]
- [cheering] - Hell yeah!
[Miguel] Spain punches their ticket to the World Cup!
[cheering]
[Miguel] Amazing! And so well deserved by these players, Paco!
Well done, boys. Well done! [chuckles]
Spain qualifies for the World Cup, ladies and gentlemen!
What a showdown. What a final!
And we're about to talk to the star of today's match, Roque Pérez.
- Roque, congratulations. - Hi, thanks.
There's been a lot of talk about you not starting.
What do you think was the reason behind the coach's decision?
[panting] What happened before the game doesn't… it doesn't matter.
[on TV] I just focus on playing and…
let everyone else take care of their own business.
But, uh… was it a matter of tactics?
Was Charlie a better option than you for this game?
[on TV] Anything else you'd like to add, Roque?
To be honest, in this sport,
we never stop talking about values and respect.
But, uh…
in rugby in general, and Spain's by no means an exception…
there's a serious problem.
And that problem is homophobia.
[reporter] Do you think that's what led the coach to make this decision?
Yes, no doubt at all.
Do you think this kind of discrimination has an impact on things like sponsorship?
- Like with Olympo. - [sighs]
[disturbing music playing]
- Thank you, Roque. - Thank you.
[music fades]
- That's it, sweetie. - Thank you, Pepa.
No worries, babe.
Bye.
[air whooshes]
That's not yours.
- Give it to me. - No, why?
- Amaia. - Something's happening here, Pepa.
That is creatine. I recommended it.
What about Nunu? What did you recommend?
Look, I just do massages.
And I just wanna know if Claudia's doping.
She's not the one you're after.
[both exhale]
[pants, laughs]
This counts as training, right?
Of course it counts as training.
But you know, I'm a coach with very high standards.
[soft, sensual music playing]
[panting]
[music builds]
[Jennifer pants]
Are you okay?
Yeah.
[breathing heavily] I mean, I'm all for it, no lie there.
But I'm pretty wiped out.
[Jennifer sighs]
[music fades]
I just can't anymore.
We've been at it for hours.
I had high hopes, I guess.
Nothing's ever enough here, is it?
Hmm?
I can't even relax when I fuck.
Jesus, you're all messed up in the head.
Whoa, hey. Take it easy. I was just kidding, come on.
Sure, kidding my ass.
I can't even finish a training session.
And now I can't even fuck without getting wiped out.
Shit, of course you can't. Zoe.
I mean, what do you want?
I can't begin to imagine how hard it must be for you to train again,
go back to your life, go back to normal after what…
Shit, after Yaiza's accident.
You wanna talk about what happened to her?
Hmm?
But this was Yaiza's dream.
I don't wanna be here.
Hey. Listen.
I promise you, I know exactly how you feel.
How could you possibly know? You were a champion at 16.
So? What have I been since then? Huh?
A fucking fraud, that's what.
The only person you should fear being compared to is yourself, okay?
And how'd you handle it?
[mysterious music playing]
Wanna know how I did it?
You wanna know how I did it?
Yeah?
Okay. I'll tell you.
[Jennifer grunts]
[loud knocking on door]
[Jennifer] Oh, it must be Claudia.
[Amaia] Jennifer, can we talk for a second?
[music stops]
[sighs] How can you stand yourself, Amaia?
- [shower running] - The fuck do you want now?
Look, I don't have anything against you, okay? I come in peace.
Just tell me what the fuck you gave Núria.
[tense music playing]
[exhales] Look, Amaia, you're pushing my damn buttons.
[tense music continues]
- [thud] - [Jennifer] What are you doing?
Where do you keep it? Huh? Where do you keep it?
Where is it?
Where's what? What are you looking for anyway?
You know exactly what I'm talking about.
[shower continues running]
Are you finished? Are you done yet?
Claudia! Open up!
She's in the shower. Leave her alone and get out of my fucking room!
[Amaia breathes shakily]
If Nunu ends up dead…
[tense music fades]
Hey, are you okay?
Claudia, I…
What's your deal? It's like you're stalking me.
No, not you.
Well then?
Can you just tell me what Jennifer's taking, please?
[sighs]
- She's my best friend. - You want her to end up like Nunu?
Nunu is fine.
You heard Isabel.
[wheels rumble on phone]
[man] Over there.
Okay, let's go. Come on.
[woman] Hang in there, Núria. I've got you.
[helicopter whirring]
[Amaia] Now, tell me where she's getting it.
[soft, intriguing music playing]
[crickets chirp]
[branches crack]
[music fades]
[knocking]
[soft, suspenseful music playing]
[fridge door opens]
[glass clinks]
[suspenseful music fades]
["Feo, Fuerte y Formal" by Loquillo]
[players singing along with song in Spanish]
[players continue singing]
[shower running]
[Sebas] So?
You just couldn't stay quiet, could you?
No.
- ["Feo, Fuerte y Formal" ends] - [players continue cheering]
[cell phone vibrates]
[cell phone continues vibrating]
[shower stops running]
[Amaia] You were right about the cyclists.
[crickets chirp]
I followed them to Gunter's cabin.
Amaia Olaberria, swimmer by day, detective by night. That's cool.
Roque, I'm being serious.
Even Isabel's involved in this.
I'm gonna call the ADA.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. Take it easy for a second, okay?
How can I take it easy right now? Where the hell is Nunu, Roque?
They took her away in a chopper. I sent you the video.
Amaia, listen to me.
We'll get to the bottom of all this. We'll figure it out.
But if you call the ADA, you know what happens, right?
Well, yeah. But…
Don't do anything 'til I get back tomorrow, alright?
Hey.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Congratulations, by the way.
Thanks, girl.
You gonna celebrate?
I don't know. We'll see.
[cell phone beeps]
[sighs]
[Roque] No.
No, not again.
[upbeat, sensual music playing]
[music fades]
[crickets chirp]
Here, this is what I was talking about.
But I won't end up like Núria, right?
[branch crackles]
What was that? Close it.
[wooden door closes]
[tense music playing]
- [ringtone] - [man] You've reached the ADA.
Our business hours are Monday to Friday from 9:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m.
Feel free to leave a message after the beep.
[voicemail beeps]
I'd like to file a report.
They're distributing doping substances at the HPC Pyrenees.
A substance that caused a student's heart attack, Núria Borges.
[tense music builds]
["Salvaje" by Fuel Fandango playing]
♪ Like wild horses ♪
♪ Like wild horses, like wild horses ♪