Can you feel it?
Quick as your tongue Slick as your gum
Begging to kick it Until you're the one
Waiting on strangers Until the end of December
Nothing is true, not if you say What you gonna do when in the way
Running your fingers on my new barrel
I can feel it shifting…
Hi, how are you?
Amaia. Uh…
Well, I… I think I saw Fátima with Cristian yesterday.
Come on. Let's go train.
…it goes to shit.
You're in my spot.
Do you mind?
Everything okay?
Yes, I just did six hours in the hypoxic chamber.
Come on, girls. Let's go over the third routine.
Jesus, we've spent more than a week on that.
We did, but not Amaia.
Let's go, Amaia. Into the water.
Amaia.
Are you with us or not?
Amaia!
One second.
Where are you going?
Hey! Where are you going?
You're a cowardly piece of shit, Cristian.
Could you tell me where you're going? Or is this another one of your secrets?
You weren't even gonna ask about my hand, were you?
Sure, Roque, what's up? How's your hand?
Hey! I'm coming! Fuck!
What's the rush?
- Don't even bother. Leave me alone. - I'm sorry, Zoe.
It's pretty clear. You can't stand me being in Olympo.
- It should've been you. You're the best. - Nunu is in Olympo.
- So what? - Did you forget what happened to her?
You're getting on a bus without knowing where you're going?
Really? You're putting yourself in danger.
This theory of yours that Núria was doping was convincing.
But then saying she was kidnapped by a fashion brand? Seriously?
Come on. There's no way.
PRINCIPALITY OF ANDORRA
Amaia!
- What are you doing? - Jesus Christ.
Amaia, what's wrong? Huh? Where are those guys going?
Have you ever been to Andorra, Charlie?
Um… Nope.
Where are we going?
Did somebody ask, or…?
You gotta know something.
Where are we going?
I can't share that information with you.
Oh. Fucking perfect.
Roque. Hey.
So what did they say about your hand?
I'll miss the World Cup.
- Come on. No way. What do you mean? - Yeah, it's broken.
But that's good news for you, right?
Hmm?
Where the fuck are we, dude?
Morning.
Hey, guys.
Today is the day you become stars.
Legs, bust, arm Get, get it, on your knees, it's bomb
Get, get it, got it, keep the crown Get, get it, bitches, going down
Welcome.
Cruz.
Alright, guys. First stop, wardrobe, okay?
We have all your measurements. Don't even ask.
Then we're gonna go to hair and makeup. They'll tidy you up.
When you're all set, we'll get started with all the photos and videos.
Careful with that. Drop it and I'll give you a Colombian necktie.
Where was I? Right. Then we'll go back to hair and makeup for a touch-up.
- You gotta look perfect all the time. - Hey.
Then we'll wrap things up with an official event, a fan meet-and-greet.
You'll get to meet your fans. Then a cocktail party. Should be fun.
I don't get it. Uh…
- All this is for us? - Of course it's for you, darling.
- Who else? - Goddamn, this is so cool!
So cool indeed. Okay, come on guys.
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
Let's get moving.
Got it, keep the crown Get, get it, nail polish
- Stop here. - Here?
- Yeah. - Okay.
Well, I just gotta say it.
If this is really a spa, it's a pretty peculiar one
to put it mildly, right?
Some pretty weird people here. What is this?
Oh, this fuck bag!
He's not answering, Jesus Christ. He's pushing my buttons.
That's it. Very good. Let it out.
Let it out. I didn't wanna say it because he's my friend and I love him.
But you're right, he's a son of a bitch.
You have to forget about him, really.
Why? So I can be with you?
So you can be with a guy who's… actually on your level.
Oh, Charlie. Seriously.
I have to get in there.
Hey, let me propose a better plan.
'Kay?
Oh, yeah? What?
What you promised me, you know?
Mm-hmm.
First, we go to a spa.
Just us. We chill.
You slip into the Jacuzzi. You relax.
And we forget about all of our problems.
What do you think?
- Charlie. - What's up?
Wait for me, will you?
I'll be quick.
Hi everyone, how are you?
I'm literally about to freeze, but hey, I don't care,
because I'm waiting for Iker Delallave.
And they say his brother might be around too, Cristian,
who is, by the way, just as…
Hey, honey. Sorry. You can't go that way, you know.
Uh…
I'm sorry. I, uh… I'm just late.
Um… The fans kept me, so I ran late.
Tell me your first and last names.
Núria Borges.
- You're on the list, right? - Yes, I should be on there.
Right, here you are. Núria Borges.
- Great. - Great.
Hey, wait a minute, you need to show me your ID.
Oh, shit. Uh…
My wallet.
I don't know where it is.
Roque?
Do you have my wallet by any chance?
She doesn't believe I'm Núria.
Nunu! Actually, Hugo Teixeira is waiting for you on set.
Could you let them know we're on our way?
- Thanks. - Okay.
Thanks a lot.
- You're crazy. They'll notice. - Thanks.
Let me explain, please, because you wouldn't let me last time.
Of course I don't think you got the sponsorship for being gay.
You got it 'cause you're great at what you do. I believe that.
You deserve it more than I do.
And it pisses me off that they did that to your hand.
I don't believe a word you're saying. What do you want from me?
Don't believe me if you don't want to.
- I wanna find Núria. I know she's here. - Head to the HPC and train, Amaia.
You're on your own here.
Check this out, ladies and gents… Olympo!
- You can't post that anywhere, honey. - Come on, Cruz. Look at me, right?
- I'm looking sharp as hell. - You're handsome.
If I'm looking like this,
we gotta see how the best player on the national team looks.
- Unzip it more. - Here.
- No, Cristian. - You have to show your chest, okay?
- You're the new generation of rugby. - Couldn't it be more…?
- No, impossible. - It's fine.
Because we're checking out the great promise!
Oh, oh, oh!
What are you doing? Don't be a dork. I don't wanna be on your Tinder.
Okay, fine. I'll stop recording. Great. Awesome.
No, Cristian. Shit, I was joking, man. Don't get all--
What are you doing here?
I mean, I'm asking myself that too.
Don't be a smart-ass. What did I say?
That I'm not in Olympo.
Well then?
Jana, can we talk?
About what?
You know what.
Come with me, please.
Don't worry 'bout me, okay? I'm used to my parents fighting in front of me.
Yeah, that looks perfect. Thanks.
PRIVATE SECURITY
We can't afford to take any more risks.
- Yeah, but the meeting went well. - Maybe, but we're pushing things too far.
Here's what we'll do.
We'll stick to the protocol and, once we have the results, we act.
Okay, but the protocol says to check the vitals.
She's strong. It'll be fine.
We should at least check her blood pressure and heart rate.
Sure.
Hey, miss!
You can't be in here.
I'm sorry, I was just looking for the bathroom. I, uh…
- Right. - …can't find it.
I'll take you. Come on.
Fuck.
Hey! Hey!
That's the look. From the side. I love it.
You look phenomenal.
Stunning. You have an amazing bone structure, honey.
That jawline, the bridge of the nose, it's like I barely have to do anything.
Yeah. Better than taking pictures of my brother, I bet.
Right?
Here.
Give me a roar. Roar, roar, roar.
- Yes. - What the fuck?
Okay, gimme more.
- Perfect. - Like that?
- Wow, you're a natural. - I know, right?
Hold it. Superstar. Yeah.
Wow. The guys are gonna love these photos. I mean, they're gonna go wild.
That's it, honey, hold that look.
Oh, I love what you're doing! Look at me, more intensely.
More. More, more, more, more.
Great.
Again, one more time.
- Like that? - Yeah. Gorgeous.
That's it.
- Oops. Sorry. - You okay?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
What if we lose the ball?
The problem's his hand. It looks unsettling.
Roque, lose the ball.
Smile a little more. Perfect, honey.
Great.
The mark.
- You're stepping over it. - Yeah. Sorry.
- Don't worry about it. - I didn't see it.
CHARLIE - WHERE YOU AT?
Let's try something new, honey. Pose like you're running.
- You think I can run wearing these? - It's just a pose.
- Yeah, that's it. Hold it. - This isn't working.
I'm guessing it's her first shoot?
Clearly, and it's no good to me. What can I do with those? Look.
- Jana. - It's just…
What are you doing?
Wasting my time.
Leave Zoe alone.
We talked about this.
Sorry, guys. You gotta spell things out nice and slow for him, you know?
- What's up, kiddo? - Hey.
Okay, see that blue thing?
- Mm-hmm. - That's the mark.
- I know. - You knew that?
- Take a break. - You're a pain in the ass.
Cristian's gonna rest for five minutes. Cruz, bring me my glasses, please.
- Coming! - Let your big bro show ya how it's done.
- Gorgeous! - Woo-hoo-hoo!
- Look at those muscles! - Watch and learn, kiddo.
- Perfect. Hold that for me. - For old times' sake, Cruz.
Gimme those eyes. I wanna see them. That's it. Nice pose.
A ball, Cruz.
Oh, wow. What a body. Great. I love it. I love it.
Throw it. Again.
Okay, c'mon.
Again. That's it! Look at those arms.
- Look at me. Bend your hips. - Like this?
That's it. Perfect. Hold it for me, superstar.
Hold it, hold it, hold it.
- I can't hold it. - Aren't you an athlete?
- How can you not hold it? - I'm not an athlete. I can't.
Zoe.
Come here a sec.
Come with me. Come on.
Give me that.
You're so stubborn, dude.
There.
- Thanks. - Sure.
Roque…
I owe you an apology.
- Hmm. - No, please, look at me.
I need you.
I need this, you know?
The two of us.
And I know I've acted like a complete asshole.
- The thing with Olympo-- - Don't worry.
It's fine, okay?
'Cause I can't play like this anyway.
- So… - No, but you're not alone.
And I'm gonna be here with you. Until you recover, okay?
You're my best friend.
Okay.
Guys. We have to be back on set.
What are you doing?
Let's go.
- Hey. - Are you recording?
Uh, Roque, first of all, I gotta say, I'm a huge fan of yours.
Thanks.
Are you nervous with the whole World Cup thing?
Uh…
Sure. I just, uh, I'm still not sure, you know, what's, uh--
I wanted to ask you.
You're like a leading LGBTQ figure in elite sports.
What's that like? Is it, like, a lot of pressure?
Uh, no. I'm not a leading LG… um, figure.
- Alright. How are you, Cristian? - What's up?
- Why do you think you were selected? - Well…
Because he's handsome. Not because of his skills, obviously.
This is Iker. Cristian's brother.
- What's up? - The fuck are you doing?
- Don't get worked up, little bro. - Get the fuck outta here.
Hey. Don't you ever push me again.
Nice to meet you guys.
- Likewise, babe. - Thanks.
Where are we going?
You should be grateful instead of making me look bad.
"I'm not an athlete."
What the hell were you thinking? You're pushing my limits.
- It's not the first time I've saved you. - Really?
Yeah. Why do you think the ADA didn't find your stuff?
- Thanks. - I don't need a "thanks."
I don't care about that, alright?
Smoke all you want too. I don't care about that either.
You can smoke all day, as long as no one sees you.
The only thing I care about
is if you're doing this, you take it seriously.
Okay?
Come on.
Oh my… What the fuck are you doing here?
What's the matter? You wish it were Fátima?
You're losing your fucking mind, Amaia.
The huge fucking show you put on in front of everyone because I doubted you.
And now you're in Olympo?
And now Fátima, Cristian? Wow, that's low.
No, just admit it. You came here to tell me that you need me, right?
- Center of the universe. - Oh, come on. Stop it.
- I'm here for Nunu, not you, dumbass. - What about Nunu?
- She's here. She's in this building. - We need to talk about this, okay?
- About how you're losing your mind. - My mind is totally fine. How's yours?
- Can't you see you're not doing well? - I'm doing amazing.
Amaia, please, c'mon. Let's just talk to Svetlana.
- Let's ask her to give you time off. - Why? So you can keep fucking Fátima?
Amaia, don't do this to yourself. I don't deserve this shit.
You don't deserve to be Olympo, yet here you are.
You had to say it.
You know I'm right, don't you?
Amaia, I want to help you.
Thanks, Cristian. I don't need your help.
- Listen to me. - Cristian, stop it. Let me go, please.
Do you remember when we were a team?
Well, at least I thought we were.
Yeah, me too.
Well, I'm worried about you, Amaia. So just tell me how I can help you out.
Well, I just need to find Nunu.
OLYMPO SECURITY
Shit. Sorry.
- I didn't see you there. - Fuck.
- I don't know… - That's okay.
Hey.
Hey, you!
I don't like hospitals.
No one likes hospitals.
Don't think you're so special.
- You can't be here. - Let go!
Come on, give me the card.
What's your problem?
Well done, Amaia. Was Nunu there?
Guess she wasn't.
Go.
Go on.
148.91.
Ninety-seven.
Deep breath.
Okay.
- What's that? - Anesthesia.
- What for? - For the lumbar puncture.
I… I don't understand. What… What puncture?
- They've told you what it's for, right? - No.
Well, don't worry. It's not going to hurt.
It'll kick in in a few minutes.
Okay, that's it.
Don't worry. We don't want your lumbar puncture to hurt.
Uh, no fucking way.
No. No… No way, okay?
- There's no way. I'm sorry. - Alright. You wanna stop? We'll stop.
- Wait, I'm feeling dizzy. - It's okay. Sit down.
- Lie down. - I'm feeling dizzy.
- I don't want… - Relax.
Don't worry. We'll be right back.
Hello?
Hi there.
Can you talk?
Sure. Is something wrong?
Uh, no. No, no. I, uh…
just wanted to chat.
How's your hand?
I don't know what I'm doing here.
Every day, I'm more convinced that they're386
just using me to pinkwash their image because of who I am.
Do you really have to do all this, dude?
I wish you were here.
Uh…
Uh, hi.
Roque, I gotta hang up, okay?
I, uh… I have to go.
Okay.
Hang in there.
That's not why you're here.
Really?
Why am I?
Well, for your talent.
What's the point of talent right now?
I told Jana I'm out of the World Cup. What good am I to Olympo anyway?
Look, Roque.
Honestly, I'm not sure what Jana thinks, but…
I could get you a second opinion.
We have some amazing doctors here.
Eight months of recovery! Okay?
I can't move my hand. They told me it's useless. They did 100 X-rays.
- I spoke to dozens of doctors! - Hey. Calm down. Easy now.
Forget everything they told you.
The most important thing is for you to ask yourself
if you wanna play in the World Cup or not.
Trust me.
Come on, champ.
Zoe?
Are you okay? What's wrong?
Hey!
What are you doing?
Help me!
Come on!
Fuck.
I got it.
Zoe! I've been looking for you for half an hour. They're waiting.
Come here! Why are you dressed in gray? You're gonna give me a stroke.
Yes, I found her. Dressed in gray, but I found her.
Zoe, sweetheart. Focus.
I need you to focus. One, two, one, two. Aren't you an athlete?
- Let's go. Out. - Let go of me!
- Let go of me. I can leave on my own. - Come on. Get outta here.
- Let go! - I said get out!
The fuck is wrong with you?
Amaia.
What's going on?
- What do you mean? - What's going on here? Huh?
I mean, I skip training, risk getting kicked out of the HPC,
drive you all the way here, and you do this to me?
I would never do that to you, you know? I swear to God. Never.
- Honestly, Charlie… - What?
Um…
Awesome. Stay here then.
- Charlie! - I'm done with your bullshit!
Goddamn it. Why do I have to be such a stupid fucking loser?
Are you really leaving?
Look, Amaia, you're going to do fucking amazing in life.
I mean it, really fucking amazing!
Asshole.
You can't just leave me here, Charlie!
Son of a bitch. Jesus!
Hi, Mom.
Show me.
Ugh, for fuck's sake.
Iker, are you stupid?
Hey, I was just messing with him. I gotta toughen him up. That's all it is.
You're supposed to help your brother, not screw him over. Get the concept?
- What about you, Jana? - What?
What's your problem with Zoe? You know she's mine.
Roque's mine. You had no business talking to him.
Someone had to.
- I'll take care of it. - Great.
- Who do you think you are, Jana? - Oh, man. Now what?
- You think you call the shots? - We start in one minute, okay?
- Hit it. - Let's go.
Fuckin' A.
- It's starting. Come on! - I got a call from the HPC.
- Listen. - How could you skip training?
- Mom, could you-- - Do you know how embarrassed I was?
- Could you listen to me? - I don't recognize you.
Always finding excuses to avoid putting in the effort.
- Can you let me talk-- - That's enough, Amaia. Enough!
Roque.
Don't worry.
Okay? We're in this together.
Always.
Ready?
Absolutely.
Awesome. Here.
Put these on.
- But these are… - They'll look better on you.
Zoe, I won't say it again. Walk straight!
One, two. Lean on this.
Oh, shit.
We're here.
Good. Are you ready to become a star?
No more disappearing.
I'm running out of ways to say it.
Unless you wanna kiss all this goodbye for good.
You know what I'm talking about.
All you had to do was get rid of that brat and get sponsorship.
I know, Mom. I know.
You're not my daughter.
You're a fraud.
Over time, I realized that with sacrifice,
I could reach my ambitions.
But I also learned that with teamwork, and the right support and guidance,
I could go farther than I ever imagined.
I learned that here at Olympo.
We do things differently here.
We don't just sponsor the best athletes.
At Olympo, we don't look for stars.
We create them.
Allow me to introduce Zoe Moral,
Roque Pérez,
and Cristian Delallave.
Woo!
Give it up for…
…the stars of tomorrow!
Thank you.
Thank you so much!
Good night!
Thank you for coming.
Olympo!
- Give me those, kid. - Hey! Chill out.
- Give me my fucking glasses. - Please, we're in public. Grow up.
- Who said you could grab my stuff, man? - Hugo gave them to me.
But you know what? Take your fucking glasses.
Hey, shall we go? We need to get things ready.
- Let's go. - Great.
That wraps up the presentation.
The three new faces of Olympo are Roque, Cristian, and Zoe.
My favorite is Roque.
Let me know in the comments who your favorite is.
Amaia!
Amaia, wait!
Oh, Zoe, leave me alone, please!
You were right!
I saw Núria.
Is she okay?
Where is she?
I've already been here, Zoe. This isn't it.
It is.
Amaia, I'm surprised to see you here.
I'd like to talk to you. Do you have a moment?
You can go downstairs.
No fucking way I'm getting that shot.
So, welcome.
You're not impressed by these things, so I won't brag about my trophies.
I was world champion twice, as captain.
So?
Now what?
What matters is the future.
These are mock-ups.
Internal material. Trial runs.
Things that we've dreamed of.
Were you going to sponsor me?
You were always my favorite.
Wasn't it Núria?
You know I admire you, right?
You went against the HPC. You went against everyone.
You didn't stop 'til you got what you wanted.
That's what Olympo's about.
Being prepared to do anything.
You won my respect, Amaia.
Well done.
OLYMPO SPORTS SPONSORSHIP AGREEMENT
I don't trust you.
I was at the presentation. You announced the three sponsorships.
Who said there were only three?
It's what you always wanted.
Right?
- You train hard. - See you, Cruz.
Bye, hon.
What? Wait, someone's missing.
Come on, honey.
Don't tell me you signed.
What did Hugo say?
I don't see why I should trust you.
So you did sign. Hmm.
So tell me, you don't care about Núria now?
You don't know anything
about me or Núria.
So just leave it. Please.
Maybe I don't. I don't know a thing about you or Núria.
But I know what it's like to mess up with a friend.
I don't know what Hugo promised you,
but you do have a choice.
I mean, if I could turn back time,
I'd do whatever it took to save her.
If I were to call the police now…
and report to them that they've taken Núria…
would you tell them what you saw?
Thanks.
Thanks, man.
- Shit. - I'll help you.
Nope. I got it.
- Wanna go eat? - Thanks. Sure.
Oof. It's cold.
We'll do it tomorrow.
Don't back out, okay?
Hmm?
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
Turning the sound off Watching them crawl
Watching them die by the cause Killing the vibe off
Watching them fall I keep my love for them all
Is your esteem low? Oh, what a shame Keeping you dead in your lane
I keep count As the bodies hit the floor
It's a vibe, it's a feeling It's a vibe, it's a feeling
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
I'll teach you to smile as you kill
I'll bleach their eyes So no one can tell
I'll be the one to take all the shots
Leaving you hopeless The beat never drops
It's a vibe, it's a feeling It's a vibe, it's a feeling
Yeah, we can do that. Or I can just kill you.
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon' kill ya'
- She gon' kill ya - I'm gon'
Turning the sound off Watching them crawl
Watching them die by the cause Killing the vibe off
Watching them fall I keep my love for them all
Is your esteem low? Oh, what a shame Keeping you dead in your lane
I keep count As the bodies hit the floor
It's a vibe, it's a feeling It's a vibe, it's a feeling
Yeah, we can do that. Or I can just kill you.