Hi, how are you?
Amaia.
So… I think I saw Fátima and Cristian together yesterday.
Let's train.
I always try to dress up all cute, but then I actually look…
You're in my spot.
May I?
All good, Amaia?
Yes. I spent six hours in the hypoxic chamber.
We're going to go over sequence three.
We've been doing that for a week.
But since Amaia wasn't here…
Amaia, get in the water.
Amaia.
Are you here or somewhere else? Amaia!
Just a second.
Where are you going?
You're a fucking coward.
Where are you going?
- Or is it one of your little secrets? - Aren't you going to ask about my hand?
Roque, how are you? How's your hand?
Hey! I'm coming! Jesus.
Always in a rush.
- Leave me alone. Not again. - No, I'm sorry.
You can't stand that I'm with Olympo. You think it should've been you.
Nunu is with Olympo.
And?
Have you forgotten how she ended up?
Are you seriously getting on the bus without knowing where you're going?
It's dangerous.
Your theory that Núria had been doping was believable.
But the theory that a clothing brand kidnapped her? You're nuts.
Seriously. It's too much.
PRINCIPALITY OF ANDORRA
Amaia!
Great. Just what I needed.
Amaia, what's wrong?
Where are they going now?
Have you ever been to Andorra, Charlie?
Nope.
Where are we going?
But did you ask or…?
You must know something, right?
I'm not authorized to answer that.
Fucking great.
Roque.
Hey.
What did they say about your hand?
That I'll miss the World Cup.
- What do you mean by "miss the World Cup"? - It's broken.
But that's good news for you, right?
Where the fuck are we, man?
Hello.
Hey, guys.
Today's the day you become stars.
Welcome. Cruz.
We'll start with wardrobe. We already have your sizes and everything.
After that is hair and makeup. You'll look fabulous after.
When you're all ready, we'll do photos and videos and everything.
If you drop that, I'll do the Colombian necktie on you.
What was I saying? Then we'll touch up your hair and makeup.
You must always look perfect.
We'll wrap up with the official event, a fan meet and greet…
You'll meet your fans there. It'll be super fun.
- And a cocktail party. - I don't get it.
- All of this is for us? - Of course it is.
- Who else would it be for? - This is fucking crazy.
Yes, fucking crazy. Come on. Let's go.
Let's go.
Come on. Let's walk.
- Stop here. - Here?
- Yes. - Okay.
Well, I must say that this spa is…
This is a very peculiar spa, to say the least.
And all these people look so weird. What is this place?
Asshole!
He's not answering. He seriously drives me insane.
Good. That's it. Let it out.
I didn't want to say this because he's my friend.
But you're right, he's an asshole.
Forget him, girl.
Why? To date you instead?
To date someone who's on your level.
Charlie, seriously…
I have to go in there.
Look, I have a better plan.
Okay?
Oh, really? What's that?
What you promised me.
We go to a spa.
Just the two of us, alone.
You'll dip into the jacuzzi.
You can relax…
And we'll forget about all our problems.
How does that sound?
- Charlie. - Yes?
Will you wait for me?
I'll be right back.
Hey, guys.
We're at Olympo headquarters in Andorra
to see what they have in store for their showcase.
I'm freezing, but I don't care, because I'm waiting for Iker Delallave.
Rumor has it that Cristian, his brother, may be here too.
He plays just as well as his brother, but he's three times hotter.
Hey, darling, you can't go in there.
Sorry. I'm running late. I couldn't get here sooner because of all the fans.
First and last name, please.
Núria Borges.
- You're on the list, right? - I should be there.
Good. Here you are. Núria Borges.
- Great. - Great.
No, wait. You have to show me your ID.
Shit.
My wallet.
I don't know where it is.
Roque!
Do you have my wallet by chance?
She doesn't believe I'm Núria.
Nunu, Hugo Teixeira is waiting for you on set.
Could you let them know we're on our way?
- Thanks. - Okay.
Thanks.
- You're crazy. They'll figure it out. - Thanks.
Can I explain myself? You didn't let me the other day.
I don't think you were sponsored because you're gay.
You were chosen because you're the best player. I believe that.
You deserve it more than I do.
And I feel awful about what happened to your hand.
I don't believe you. Tell me what you want.
Don't believe me if you don't want to.
- I want to find Núria. I know she's here. - Go to the HPC to train, Amaia.
You're on your own.
Ladies and gentlemen, Olympo!
- You can't post that, hon. - No, Cruz. I look great in this.
- I look perfect. - So handsome.
If you think I look good, take a look at the best player on the Spanish team.
- Unzip it. - Look.
- No, Cristian. - You have to show your chest.
- You're the new rugby players. - Can we keep it simple?
- Absolutely not. - Okay.
Next up is the rising star.
What are you doing? Don't be a loser. Don't put me on your Tinder.
Okay. Chill, everyone. I'll stop recording. Fantastic, man.
Come on, Cristian. I was just kidding. Don't be so…
What are you doing here?
Well, I'm wondering the same thing.
Don't be rude. What did I tell you yesterday?
That I'm not Olympo material.
So?
Jana, can we talk?
About what?
You know what.
Come with me, please.
Don't be shy.
I'm used to my parents fighting in front of me.
Yes. It looks perfect. Thanks.
- Are you sure? - We can't take any more risks.
- But the apnea went well. - Yes, but we're pushing it too far.
This is what we'll do.
We'll follow protocol and we'll decide what to do when we get the results.
Protocol says we need to check her vital signs.
She's strong. She can take it.
We at least have to check her blood pressure and oxygen saturation.
Okay.
Young lady!
You can't be in here.
Sorry. I know. I'm looking for the bathroom and I…
- Right. - I can't find it.
I'll show you.
Shit.
Hey!
Nice eye contact.
From the side. Perfect. I love it.
Great. Really handsome.
You have such nice bone structure.
Your jawline, the bridge of your nose… The photos take themselves this way.
It's better than photographing my brother.
- For sure. Right? - Well…
Here.
Roar.
- That's it. - What the hell is this?
Okay. Give me more.
- Perfect. - Like that?
You're a natural, girl.
I am, aren't I?
Hold it there, champ. Yes.
The guys are going to die when they see these pictures. They won't believe it.
That's it, darling. Hold that look.
I love what you're doing. Look at me. More intensely.
More.
Great.
Let's do that again.
- Like that? - Yes. Great. So handsome.
That's it.
- Sorry. - Are you okay?
- Yes. Sorry. - Yes?
Get rid of the ball.
His hand is the problem. It's nasty-looking.
Roque, get rid of the ball.
Smile bigger.
That's perfect, darling.
Great.
The mark.
- Yes. - You're stepping on it.
- Sorry. I didn't see it. Sorry. - Don't worry. Everything's fine.
WHERE YOU AT?
Let's try something new. Do a running pose.
Do you think I can run in these?
Pose, darling. Like that.
Yes. Hold it.
This isn't working.
- Is it her first time modeling? - Yes. I can't use any of this.
- Look. What can I do with that? - Jana.
Yeah, she…
What are you doing?
Wasting my time.
Leave Zoe alone.
We talked about this already.
Sorry, guys. You have to explain things slowly to this kid.
- How are you? - Good.
Okay. See the blue thing on the floor?
- That's the mark. - I know.
- Do you? - Yes.
- Take a five-minute break. - You're so annoying.
Cristian's going to take a break. Cruz, bring me my glasses, please.
- Coming. - Trust me. I'll show you how it's done.
Looking good!
- Look at those muscles! - Take notes, kid.
- Perfect. Hold it there. - Just like old times, Cruz!
I want to see those eyes. Stay right there.
Ball, Cruz.
My God, that body. Great.
I love it.
Throw it. Again.
Okay. Let's go.
Again? Right there. Good. What an arm, my God.
- Look at me. Bend your hip a bit. - Like that?
Like that. Perfect, darling. Hold it there, champ.
Hold it.
- I can't. - I thought you were an athlete.
- You can't hold it? - I'm no athlete. I can't.
Zoe.
Come here for a sec.
Follow me.
Come on.
Give me that.
You're so stubborn, man.
- Thanks. - You're welcome.
Roque.
I want to apologize.
No. Please look at me.
I need you.
I mean, I need this.
Us. Together.
I know I've been a textbook asshole.
- With the Olympo thing, with-- - It's okay.
We're good. Okay?
With this whole thing, I might be out.
- So… - But you're not alone.
I'll be stuck to your side until you recover, okay?
You're my best friend.
Okay.
Guys, we have to go to set.
What are you doing? Let's go.
- Hello. - You're recording, right?
First, Roque, I have to say I am a big fan of yours.
Thanks.
Are you nervous about taking the team to the World Cup?
Yes. But… I'm not so sure about the World Cup yet.
I wanted to ask.
You're one of the LGBTI faces in elite sports.
How are you handling it? Is it a lot of pressure?
No, I'm not the LGBT face of anything.
- Okay. But you are, Cristian. - How are you?
- Why do you think you were chosen? - Well--
Because he's handsome. He's not exactly a good player.
Iker, Cristian's brother, is here.
- How are you? - What the hell are you doing?
- Chill out, little brother. - Go to hell.
Hey, that's the last time you'll touch me. You hear me?
Thanks, guys.
- Thanks, beautiful. - Thanks.
Where are we going?
You should be thanking me, not making me look bad.
"I'm no athlete." What the hell were you thinking?
You're testing my limits.
- I've already saved you several times. - Oh, really?
Why didn't the Anti-Doping Agency find anything in your stuff?
- Thank you. - Don't thank me.
I don't need you to thank me.
I don't care what you do with your life. Smoke as many joints as you want.
But don't let anyone see you.
The only thing that matters to me
is that you take this seriously if you're in.
Okay?
Let's go.
For fuck's… What the fuck are you doing here?
- What? Do you wish I was Fátima? - You're fucking insane.
After the scene you made in front of everyone saying I didn't trust you.
And now you're sponsored by Olympo?
And Fátima, Cristian? Could you go any lower?
No. Admit it right now. You came here to tell me that you need me.
- Oh, sweetheart… - "Sweetheart"? Get over yourself.
- I'm here for Nunu, not you. - What about Nunu?
- She's in this building. - Let's talk about this, okay?
About what's happening in your fucking head.
My head? My head is fine. Yours?
- Can't you see you're not well? - I'm fine.
Amaia, let's talk to Svetlana. We'll get her to give you some time off.
- Go to the beach… - So you can keep fucking Fátima?
Don't do this to yourself. You don't deserve it.
You don't deserve to be with Olympo and look at you.
You just had to say it.
You know I'm right.
Amaia, I want to help you.
Thanks. I don't want your help anymore.
- Listen to me. - Stop, Cristian. Let me go, please.
Remember when we were a team?
Well, I thought we were a team.
So did I.
I'm really worried about you, Amaia. Tell me how I can help you.
I need to find Nunu.
OLYMPO SECURITY
PRIVATE SECURITY
Shit! Sorry. I didn't see you…
- Shit. - I was rushing and didn't see you.
Okay.
Hey, you!
I don't like hospitals.
No one does.
Stop thinking you're special.
- You can't be here. - Get off me!
Come on. Give me the card.
What's wrong with you?
Great, Amaia. Nunu was in there, right?
She wasn't, was she?
Come on.
One hundred and forty-eight, ninety-one.
Saturation, 97.
Take a deep breath.
Great.
- What's that? - Local anesthesia.
- What's it for? - For the bone marrow puncture.
I don't understand. Why the puncture?
- Haven't they told you what it's for? - No.
Well, don't worry. It won't hurt.
It'll take effect in a few minutes.
Okay. Done.
It's so the bone marrow puncture won't hurt.
The what? No fucking way.
No. No way.
- Seriously. I'm sorry but-- - Okay. We'll stop if you want.
- Wait, I'm getting dizzy. - It's okay. Sit down.
- Lie down. - I'm getting dizzy.
- But I don't want… - Relax.
Don't worry. We'll be right back.
Hello?
Hi.
Can you talk?
Yes. Did something bad happen?
No. I just…
I just wanted to chat.
How's your hand?
I don't know what I'm doing here.
I'm more and more convinced they're…
they're using me to whitewash their image with the whole thing… you know.
Do you really have to do all this, man?
I wish you were here.
Hi.
I have to let you go.
I… I have to go.
Okay.
Hang in there, man.
That's not why you're here.
No?
Why am I here then?
Because you're talented.
What can talent do for me now?
I told Jana I'm missing the World Cup. Why does Olympo still want me?
Listen, Roque.
Honestly, I don't know what Jana thinks about this, but…
But I can get you a second opinion.
We have good doctors here.
Eight months of recovery! Okay?
They told me I can't move my hand. I've had a million X-rays.
- I talked with all the doctors… - Hey, calm down.
Forget everything they've told you.
The only thing that matters is if you really want to play in the World Cup.
Trust me.
Let's go, champ.
Zoe?
Are you okay? What's wrong?
Hey!
What are you doing?
Run!
Shit. Come on!
Fuck.
Got it.
Zoe! Jesus. I've been looking for you. They're waiting.
Come here. Why are you dressed in gray? I'm going to have a stroke.
I found her. She's dressed in gray, but I found her.
Zoe, darling. Walk straight.
Walk straight.
Why do they insist on doing everything the day of the event?
- Get out of here. - Let go of me!
- Can you let go of me? - Get out of here.
- Let go! - I told you to get out!
Are you stupid or what?
Amaia.
What's going on?
- What do you mean? - What's going on?
I skipped training. I risked being kicked out of the HPC.
I drove you here and you do this to me?
I'd never do anything like this to you. Never. I swear. Never.
Charlie, seriously…
No. I'm leaving you here.
- Charlie! - Don't fucking "Charlie" me!
My God. I'm such an idiot. What a fucking simp.
Are you really leaving me here?
Your life is going to go fucking wonderfully.
For real, fucking wonderfully!
You can't just leave me here, Charlie!
What an asshole.
Hi, Mom.
Let's see.
Fuck.
Iker, are you an idiot?
I was just joking with him. He needs to toughen up, for fuck's sake.
You have to help your brother, not sabotage him. Got it?
- What about you, Jana? - What?
What do you have against Zoe? I already told you she's mine.
- And Roque's mine. Don't talk to him. - Someone has to.
- I'll take care of it. - Fine.
- Who do you think you are? - What now?
- Do you think you're the boss here? - Hi. We start in one minute.
- Go away. - Perfect. Let's go.
Guys, it's starting. Let's go.
I got a call from the HPC.
- Listen-- - How could you skip training?
- Mom, list-- - Do you know how embarrassed I am?
- Will you listen to me? - I don't recognize you.
You're always finding excuses not to try.
- Will you let me talk? - Enough, Amaia.
Roque.
Relax.
Okay? We're in this together.
Always.
Are you two ready?
More than ready.
Great.
Here.
Put these on.
- But these are… - They'll look better on you.
Zoe, I won't say it again.
Walk straight! One, two.
Hold onto this.
Damn.
We're ready.
Good. Are you ready to become a star?
Don't run away again.
I don't know how else to say it.
Or you can forget about all this.
You know what I'm talking about.
Excuse me.
Boot her. Get sponsored. That's all you had to do.
I heard you, Mom.
You're not my daughter. You're a fraud.
Over time, I realized that with enough sacrifice,
I could achieve my goals.
I also realized that with a strong team and the help I needed,
I could reach unimaginable places.
I learned that from Olympo.
At Olympo, we're different.
We don't want to find the best and sponsor them.
At Olympo, we're not looking for stars.
We create them.
I want to introduce you to Zoe Moral,
Roque Pérez,
and Cristian Delallave.
Here with you today are…
the stars of tomorrow!
Thank you.
Thank you very much.
Have a good evening!
Thank you.
Olympo!
- Give me those, kid. - Hey, relax.
- Give me my fucking glasses. - Iker, we're in public. Grow up.
Who gave you permission to touch my stuff?
Hugo gave them to me.
You know what? Take your fucking glasses.
Hey, should we get going? We need to work on that thing.
- Let's go. - Okay.
Well, you all just met the three new faces of Olympo.
Roque, Cristian, and Zoe.
Roque is my favorite.
Amaia!
Amaia, wait.
Zoe, seriously, that's enough, please.
You were right.
I saw Núria.
Is she okay?
Where is she?
- I've already been here. This isn't it. - It is.
Amaia.
What a surprise to see you here.
Got a minute? I'd like to talk to you.
You need to go downstairs.
I'm not getting that fucking injection.
Well, welcome.
You're not impressed by these things, so I won't bother showing off my trophies.
I was a two-time world champion, and I was the captain.
And?
Now what?
The future is all that matters.
Those are some mock-ups.
Internal stuff. Some tests we did.
Things we dream of.
Were you going to sponsor me?
You've always been my favorite.
Wasn't that Núria?
You know I admire you, right?
You, alone, against the HPC.
You, alone, against everyone.
You didn't stop until you got what you wanted.
That's what being with Olympo means.
Willing to do whatever it takes.
You've earned my respect.
Nice job.
OLYMPO SPORTS SPONSORSHIP AGREEMENT
I don't believe you. I was at the presentation.
You've already given out the three sponsorships.
Who told you there were only three?
It's what you always wanted.
Right?
- Okay, train hard. - Bye, Cruz.
Bye, beautiful.
What? Wait, we're missing one more.
Come on, darling.
Don't tell me you signed it.
What did Hugo say to you?
Why should I trust you?
So you signed it.
You don't care about Núria anymore then?
You know nothing about me or Núria.
So stop. Please.
You're right. I don't know anything about you or Núria.
But I know how to mess up a friendship.
I don't know what Hugo promised you.
But if you can choose…
I mean, if I could go back,
I'd do anything to save her.
If I call the police right now
to report that they kidnapped Núria…
will you tell them you saw her?
Thank you.
Thanks, man.
- It's so cold out. - Need help?
No, I'll help you. Want to get some dinner?
Yes.
It's so cold.
Let's do it tomorrow.
But don't back out.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick