- Hey, hey! - I gotta get this report in.
Hey, where's that edit at?
No, I'd feel comfortable.
Andrés, where have you been?
- Where do you think? - It's a complete shit show.
Everything between your father and Aguirre.
- We've gotta pick a side in this. - No.
We don't. It's fine. I'll write the editorial myself.
Ah.
Where's… the intern we've got?
Um… uh… the Logroño kid.
- With the freckles. - I don't know. Why?
'Cause he's got some great coke, that's why.
Andrés. God.
- What's wrong? - Seriously?
You act like you've never done any blow with me. Come on.
Oh well. It's not gonna be as fun this way, but whatever.
Andrés… Andrés, what're you doing? Andrés, get down. Andrés! Get down!
Sorry.
Oh!
Sorry! It'd be priceless if I got up here to give an epic editor's speech
and then killed myself.
But no! It's all good.
All right, I just wanted to say… that you guys are all awesome.
Every single last one of you.
And uh… isn't it bullshit…
to be alive right now at a time when people prefer
to make up dances on… on TikTok
instead of reading a newspaper?
Whatever.
I suppose you've all heard by now that they're kicking me to the curb.
So I decided I might as well give myself the luxury
to do whatever it is I want.
And damn it, why not?
Like, for example, um, where's Beatriz?
I'm gonna ask Beatriz out to dinner.
I feel so sorry for her.
She's probably hiding right now, terrified.
Don't worry, I don't need an answer now. So where's Edu?
Oh, Edu! Edu! Edu!
At his desk! Edu! I've screwed you around a lot, haven't I?
I always act like I can handle everything so well,
and sometimes, things get the better of me.
I do wanna make it up to you. All right? Okay?
I'm sending you… to cover the Champions League.
The… the whole week. All expenses paid.
And go ahead. Take Sandrine. Go ahead. Fuck it.
The paper's paying anyway, so take her.
Anyway, that's… that's really all I kinda had to say to everybody. Uh…
I hope you can all think a little more about what's important to you
and a bit less about your work.
Although, I know you won't do that
because there's amazing journalists in here.
And uh… Hmm.
It's been a privilege… just being your editor.
If my dad had spent even half the time I've spent
working with this fine staff,
he wouldn't have had the nerve to…
to write that awful, garbage article he wrote.
That's all.
- Bravo! - Bravo!
Oh!
ROTTEN LEGACY
Fede, you didn't invite us here to talk about tenders and refinancing.
What do you need?
I need your help in dealing with Aguirre.
I know your people do a lot of business with his investment fund.
So pressure him to leave me alone.
Get him promoted, uh… get him sent to London, whatever.
But get him out of Progresa.
We can't, Federico.
As much as we'd like to help you, we can't play around
when money's involved.
And they have a lot.
Hello, Federico.
Recruiting help to sabotage your own newspaper?
This may not go down so well in a courtroom.
Also, what's going to happen when they ask these gentlemen
and this lady to testify?
Will you ask them to lie?
Hey, if your only ammunition is some gossip among friends,
I'll be all right, I think. Fortunately, in this country,
there are laws guaranteeing freedom of expression
and the right to criticize.
How sweet.
It's been exciting seeing you in action, up close like this.
You're clearly a, um, top journalist.
Now you just repeat that same thing word for word in court.
Suárez de Mariño will turn into putty in your hands.
Remember him?
The man loves talking about you, for sure. Yeah.
He remembers very well the articles the newspaper ran
on his individual vote in the Wolf Pack case.
I'm going to ask for his recusal then.
I wish you luck with that.
Or perhaps we negotiate your leaving Progresa.
Let's get to the point, Federico.
Let's see. I'll offer you two percent more
than what the share price is tomorrow.
It's simple, it's quick, it's easy. No dragging you through the mud.
I'll throw in some cash too.
You receive a generous amount for your future and for your children,
whatever you want.
Do you really want to go to court? Huh?
Hey, I get it.
It must hurt to have all these "stock market brats" throw you out,
but… well… what if you lose?
- Well, I'm not planning to. - I hope so.
If that happens though, you will be forced to pay everything from your own assets.
I don't know if you've stopped to check
how the share price has tumbled since your little piece.
Because I have.
There's a bunch of zeros, Federico. A bunch of zeros.
Do you really want to risk it?
I think it's a good out, Federico. Hmm?
Listen to your friends, all right?
Think it over, run it by your children, if there are any that still talk to you.
But before the market opens tomorrow morning,
I'm gonna need to have your decision.
Anyway, you all enjoy.
I hope it's the last time all of you end up meeting without me.
And I'm taking care of this.
- I… - Federico, are you okay?
- Good afternoon, - Manuel Medrano Arraya?
Yeah, yeah. That's me.
We'd like you to come with us to the station.
Um… Okay, but why, may I ask? What's going on?
Do you need me now? I've gotta pick up my girls from school.
Sir, I'm very sorry about this, but we've got orders.
Give me a minute to find someone to pick up my girls.
- Put the phone down. - One minute, officer.
They're two small girls. I can't leave them alone.
Lupe, hey. Can you pick up the girls? Or have someone else do it?
- Something's come up. Wait a minute. - Let's go.
- Nice and easy. - Give me my phone!
Nice and easy. Let's go. Right here, please.
Let's go.
Fuck. Vargas.
I don't know what's going on, but they're not treating me very well.
Mr. Medrano. Don Manuel.
What's this about? What… Acting like we don't know each other.
So this house on Calle Valdepinos. That's yours, right?
Yes.Yeah, yeah.
So we've found, uh… human remains on your property.
We haven't identified them yet.
Uh… Uh… Um…
Vargas, please just tell me you can help me here.
Do you have any clue how they could've gotten there?
I'm begging you. Just please help me out.
Please, you can't do this to me.
Please.
Hi. I was passing by here and I figured I'd pop in
and see if I could give you a ride to work.
I thought we could talk about stuff.
And also, I get to see this house which absolutely blows me away.
- Um… - Wow, what a dream house.
- Just a minute, wait a minute. uh, Rocío-- - Rocío, what a surprise.
Come on in.
- What's going on? - We've decided it's going to be you, Lola.
I know Lupe told me that it would be… pretty difficult to convince, I just…
I still wanted to try.
Ah.
Pff… You know me, hon, I just, uh… I can be stubborn.
I just know in my heart, Lola,
that you would make an absolute brilliant minister.
Yeah, that's what I said too. Exactly.
And furthermore,
I know both parties would accept you because you're independent.
And you're so involved in all our cultural affairs,
like art shows and… and music.
And everyone thinks of you as the best mayor this town's ever had.
Oh, well.
Everyone remembers what they want to.
And full of humility.
You'd liven up this government. You sure it's a no?
I'm sure.
And besides, I don't want the stress you ladies have, huh?
But thank you.
Well then, I tried my best.
Give me five minutes, okay? And we'll go together.
I'm not so sure.
Because I'm pretty pissed off about this little sham
you pulled with your mother.
You better not come in today. I mean, was it so difficult to tell her?
Ah shit.
All right. That's it. Don't worry.
It's been like that since this morning.
Well, the main thing is there are no polyps or nodules.
There's no obvious physical reason for him to have lost his voice.
So it's got nothing to do with the cancer
or the treatments he's had over the years?
I would say no.
It's psychogenic dysphonia caused by and increased in stress.
So rest your voice,
and if it doesn't get better, we can give you a corticosteroid injection.
The best thing is to rest. Have you been overdoing it?
Hearing you say that you're taking it easy was unbelievable. It pissed me off.
Don't you dare laugh about this.
We gotta make a call to your lawyer.
Tell him we're going to Mallorca so you can rest.
They can handle things till you have to go to court.
Yeah, and you've gotta stop fighting with your kids.
It's no way to live.
You wanna go back to Houston? 'Cause I don't.
Today it's your voice. Tomorrow? You could be dead.
I refuse.
Promise to rest?
I never fucked in a pool before. Just so you know.
And I loved it.
- Mm. - Mm.
Mm.
Hmm.
- You're leaving? - Yes. Are you not?
I thought I might stay a little bit.
You said that they closed the pool for us, right?
Uh, yeah, the pool is… Uh-huh. It's closed until noon.
But we do still have the room, right?
We do. Yeah, yeah.
Hey, um, would it be weird if I stayed?
I thought it seemed silly not to use this room
since it's already paid for, but… I don't wanna… be annoying.
Oh, no, no, no. If you… Yeah, yeah. If you wanna stay, go ahead, of course.
Okay.
It's just like, wow. I've never stayed in a place like this.
But, um…
- Nothing. - What?
- No, no, no. Nothing. - What?
No. It's fine.
Yolanda, what is it?
That…
What?
You won't invite Lara, will you?
Aw, really?
I'm sorry.
- But… - No, it's awful. I don't know…
- No… - It just, uh… it popped into my mind.
Like, what if he invites her here
and I end up being the fool who ends up paying for everything?
Should we talk about this?
I mean, like, what are we… where's this going?
Hm… Uh… Huh…
Maybe we should, uh,
think about if I left Lara.
If you leave your husband…
Well, uh… um…
Well, I have a lot going on right now, but… but why don't you think about it,
and then tell me when you figure it out?
- Okay? - Okay. Okay.
Mm.
See you.
- I'll see you. - Bye!
When you first told me, I was thinking… could it really be that great?
'Cause I've stayed in a lot of nice hotels.
But holy shit.
And it's free, which makes it even better.
And whenever they told me I could stay here,
I wanted to share it with you, so…
Yeah.
I'm sure you must've thought, "I'll bring her here to this nice place…"
- Mm. - "…that has such a good view."
"And she'll definitely let me put it up her ass."
- No. - What? Am I wrong?
Um…
All right. That's enough for today.
Wait. Hold on, guys. Before you leave…
YOLANDA'S CELL PHONE DOCUMENTS - IMAGES - AUDIOS
Find your partner.
Choose a topic and email it to me, all right?
In the meantime, have a good day, everybody.
All right?
Hey, sorry, but I still don't see you anywhere on the class list, I don't know.
Can you tell me your name again?
Escudero. León Escudero.
I don't have you anywhere on here.
If you want, I can go talk to the registrar's office again
to see what could be going on.
Do that, please. Let me know.
I WANT TO SEE YOU. I CAN'T STAND IT ANY LONGER.
LAST NIGHT WAS CRAZY.
Fuckers. God dammit.
OFFICIAL SUMMONS
Isabel said you lost your voice.
But I… I've got something… that's really important to tell you.
It's Enrique.
Enrique, while you were in Houston,
decided…
He's been preparing his euthanasia,
and it's tomorrow.
It's been scheduled for months.
Ah.
I'm telling you… because even though he may not realize it,
he needs to say goodbye to you.
And you to him.
And we're all gonna meet at his house later tonight
to have a farewell party.
He doesn't want it to be sad.
You have to go.
Don't be too proud.
Who cares if he didn't tell you?
If you're not there,
I'm sure you'll regret it for the rest of your life.
The girls? The girls are totally fine.
They don't even miss you, to be honest.
- Honey, are you okay? - Yeah.
Yeah, I'm fine. Yeah.
- You sound kinda weird. - No, I'm fine.
Okay, good. Don't worry, if you have to stay in Seville, it's fine.
Stay in Seville.
See how great our divorce is going?
Oh, yeah. It sure is.
- Have fun, okay? - Okay.
- I'll let you know. Love you. Love you. - Love you.
Well?
Are you ever going to apologize to me for what happened yesterday?
All right, yeah. I will.
I will say, though, things are not what you might think.
Why can't you just come clean?
Just say it. You wish it was you who was minister,
and it pissed you off that you weren't our top pick for that spot.
And you didn't say anything.
I admit it, fine. Yeah, you're right.
I wanted to be minister.
But I'm not doing this because of my ego or my ambition.
It's 'cause I'm the very best candidate there is.
Nobody in here is more qualified.
And what I don't understand, Rocío,
is why on earth you ask everybody except me.
Do I really need to explain it all to you?
You're a smart lady, aren't you?
Well, I might be a little too obtuse to figure it out. Tell me why.
No one likes you, Lupe.
Everyone just sees you as the little rich girl
with delusions of grandeur like her daddy.
And on top of that, you come in here thinking
that you're somehow the queen of the radical left.
You won't make it. Accept that.
You can be our bulldozer who goes out there and says the things that…
that no one else will.
And take the flak for it.
That's all.
But if you ever cross us again, not even that.
You understand?
You'll come pick me up later?
Yeah.
It's better if you don't come get her.
Sorry, what?
Don't come pick her up.
Unless you wanna tell her what you're doing with Yolanda.
All right, what the hell is this? Come on. Get outta the car.
Oh my God, really?
Get outta the car.
Either you tell her or I will.
You're kidding, right?
You're not publishing that editorial you submitted. You know that.
Oh, damn. It's the intern.
Sorry, the kid's got some great cocaine. I'll be right with you.
Andrés, that's not funny, okay? You're not gonna print this.
How can you talk about your investors that way? And much less, me?
Hey. Listen. Dude, I'm talking.
We've been sorting out the disaster caused by your dad's article.
Plus, we're nearly done with the government deal
over institutional advertising.
- Yeah, but that's… - Don't mess with me.
- That's not my job, okay? - Andres, come on.
Editorials are ultimately the responsibility of the editor,
who can also… set the paper's editorial stance.
Where's that intern?
Whenever I was an intern, I was always available.
He won't get very far like this.
The point is this is my editorial stance,
and I will continue with it for the next eight months.
Do you really believe that I won't fire you?
You think I'm afraid?
Eight months.
You think I give a shit about that?
All right, Manuel.
I don't think that you killed anyone,
which leads us back to the same question.
Why the hell was a corpse found buried on your property?
Come on, Vargas, I don't know, um… I don't know.
I bought the house never thinking about this even being a possibility.
It's just--
Yeah, what is it?
Let me see.
Please allow me to rephrase my question.
Because now more remains have been found.
Remains of 27 different people.
Hello.
You know how it is.
Is someone at the door?
I asked you all here today
because a phase of my life is ending forever.
I've decided to accept Aguirre's offer and sell our stake in Progresa.
It has not been an easy decision.
I have given over half of my life to this paper.
And I'm not prepared to let it take the rest of it from me.
You know better than anyone how hard it is for me to take a step back
and accept that there are things I can't control.
But it's the only way.
I don't have any fight left in me.
"It is my hope this will come as a welcomed relief,
if, for nothing else, at least for the money that you will receive."
"I know we are not on the best of terms right now."
"Many of you will want, very much, to stand against me."
"But I ask you now for this one last favor."
"To approve the sale."
"And in exchange…"
"…I will destroy the interview."
Yeah?
So it's all over.
Can you believe it?
But that fact of the matter is we can't sell, right?
Don't worry, Aguirre won't get rid of your channel.
Sure, but he could fire me just like you.
Then how about you enjoy what you're getting out of this?
I, myself, will be sailing tomorrow.
That money will be quite useful
in getting the party to fall even more in love with me.
This may shock you, but you could donate it too.
Or you finally get over your hang-ups and live a little bit.
Because this is over.
It's finally all over.
Guys, I gotta get going.
- Okay. - Talk some more later?
My father is determined to sell.
We've gotta do something. I've never seen him like that.
The problem's not your father. It's just so much bigger.
The government simply can't allow a scenario
where the country's biggest media corporation
falls into the hands of a foreign conservative fund.
It'd be our death sentence. It really would.
And your brother's been getting all over our backs.
And now they're about to whip us.
SUPPORT FOR INDEPENDENCE
Could the Catalans ever match the offer from Aguirre?
To get power on this level,
I bet they'd be willing to go into any amount of debt.
It's just… I know it's not easy, but it's possible, right?
They like us as well.
- It's a fuckin' odyssey. - Yes.
I'll go test the waters with Roca,
but you gotta make sure your father takes a step back for now.
Of course.
You gotta remember, though, that I'm just your bulldozer.
You owe it to me.
Yolanda. You taking off?
I'm about to. Yeah. Why?
I just thought we could go and have a drink somewhere.
Right now?
I'm just a little confused about Luis.
Know what? Why not? It may do me some good.
I mean, he ghosted me outta nowhere.
Look the other day we were cool, and now…
- Did he mention anything? - No.
Not at all. No.
But I don't have that relationship with him.
It's not… like, um, I mean… like, I'm his boss. It's not like we…
I know, I just don't get it.
The only thing I can think is maybe…
he might be a little confused about, like, what's going on with you and León.
Hey, by the way, I adore León. He's, like, the best.
So then what is going on with me and León?
"What's going on with me and León?" "What's going on with me and León?" Lara!
Something's going on. I mean…
it's not really clear if he's, your… your gay best friend.
But there is tension there… mm, sexual tension, obviously.
and quite powerful too.
And it needs to be figured out. Hmm?
Oh yeah? You've noticed too?
- I mean… - I feel like you're right.
Sometimes he makes jokes about us,
like, innuendos, and I'm not sure if I should stop him or not.
No, no, no, no. You shouldn't. Don't stop him. Lara, come on.
You should be encouraging it.
All right, look, honestly, if I were you,
I'd go right up to him and I'd act super slutty, completely raw.
I would just grab his crotch.
Grab ahold of him,
and… and I'd say… "Are you into… to men or what?"
If he says no, then just fuck him.
You are watching way too much porn.
And I can't. I can't fuck him. I'm with Luis.
"I'm with Luis."
You can be with both of them, girl. I would.
I'd be with both of them, for sure.
Trying them out, comparing which of them turns me on more, which one less.
Perfect.
But how could I do that? That's not what I do.
It'd make me feel awful.
The lying, it would be so exhausting. I'm not like that.
That's Christian guilt from your childhood.
It's very bad. Ricardo's always saying it,
that you've got to… be honest about one's desires.
Like now, you're thinking about cheating
and it… it… it… it creates drama.
But the fifth time around, you see it for what it is.
It's who we are as humans.
Man, all of a sudden, you're driving me nuts.
Just the other day, you said you were a loser
and you'd hardly slept with anyone.
Now I feel like you're the promiscuous one and I'm the angel.
Well, I mean the other day, you know, we were out.
We'd been doing so many drugs.
You can't take what people say too seriously
when they're that high. You know?
What?
Yeah?
- Where are you? - Just hang up.
- Get off the phone. Hang up. - But why? Are you okay?
Hang up the phone.
Sure. Where?
Sorry about this, Manuel,
but the guys on the worksite have told us everything.
It was months ago now, that you realized that you had
found a mass grave from the Spanish Civil War on your plot.
Does historic memory mean nothing to you?
It only matters to you if it doesn't affect the work on your house, right?
- Hmm? - What'd you want, Vargas?
- Money? - No.
Do you know what most worries me?
It's those poor rojos
who won't be able to give a decent burial to their poor grandfathers.
That'll bring your wife a lot of votes.
Is she aware?
Fuck, she doesn't know!
The partition we got out front…
There'll be people fighting on the other side for a view of you
trying to explain that.
Vargas…
I'm asking you a favor.
Tell me what you want, whatever it is. You'll get it. I'll pay you whatever.
But you gotta promise me you won't tell my wife about anything.
Please, Vargas.
That's not gonna work
'cause… we've all got money.
But there's one thing that only you have, Manuel.
Access to Federico
and to the Seligmans and to their… their secrets.
I don't know about those things!
Come on, you think Federico trusts me with family secrets?
You know that Federico recorded an interview, don't you?
Do you know it or not?
And you will tell us all exactly where it is.
I can't believe it.
You and my sister? For real?
Just think about it from my perspective for one second.
If I said no, do you know what she can do to me?
- Yolanda? - Yeah, Yolanda.
All right, I clearly don't know her that well.
But I honestly never thought she'd stoop this low.
But she won't eat you. She's not a monster.
But she's got some power.
I get her angry, she makes one call, I never work as an architect ever again.
You fucked her 'cause you felt some sort of obligation?
Oh my God. No, Lara, look. It's just…
Know what I think?
If any girlfriend of yours told you the same thing about your own brother,
you'd have a lot more sympathy.
It's the same thing, right?
Just imagine it. I'm an intern over there.
And he's being flirty and all that.
So one day he calls me into his office
to discuss the great plans he has for me.
And I get so overcome with emotion, and he just…
he kisses me and takes out his dick.
Do you see that in this situation, if… if I say no, I could lose everything?
It's an abuse of power.
Look, if you think what I did is horrible,
and you don't wanna talk to me again, uh, I understand.
But we should acknowledge, at least, that the victim here… is me.
- She'll hear it from me. - Listen to me. Don't say anything.
You know how this conversation would end.
Knowing Yolanda, at the very least, I'd be fired.
I just can't believe this.
So she just gets away with this?
Well, I think that, you should probably, uh, just keep your distance from her.
And you?
- Me what? - What will you do?
I gotta work there. What choice have I got?
Try… try to understand.
How is Seville?
Good. Better than expected.
Lupe, you know that I love you more than anything, right?
Of course.
Yeah, yeah, I know.
Um, I'm at my dad's house now, so I better go.
- But, I'm gonna… - Yeah, okay.
- It doesn't matter. - Okay, okay.
All right, Dad, here's what we got.
Roca says they're matching Aguirre's offer.
They wanna keep the same editorial stance that you like.
I'm sure you must be thinking, "Of course, this is a good thing for us."
"At least these people are leftists," right?
Yeah, well that…
They're pro-independence, but they do great work, Dad.
They actually care about quality journalism here,
and not just for profits either.
There's the court case too.
If I don't make the sale to Aguirre, he won't withdraw the complaint.
With Suárez de Mariño, then I'm sure I'll lose.
And so then what if we take care of the judge?
All members of parliament,
we inform you that the session will resume in 30 minutes.
Please be punctual so that we can follow today's schedule.
- Oh, my! - Thank you.
Rocío.
Don't you feel like you insulted me quite enough in there?
What do you want?
To help you win the primaries.
So… so you think the best thing for the government
is if the baroness leads the opposition.
Well, I'm still insulted, but you did it with style.
Well, I would say, that for us, it's the lesser of two evils. Am I right?
To have someone who's smarter and better prepared.
And I'm evil. Don't forget that part.
I hate poor people. I'd eat their babies if I could.
I started by asking for 20 grand, didn't I?
To sell. And in the end, it was 50,000.
So it's not too… It could be very lucrative, right?
And what do you want for it?
Suárez de Mariño.
That's perversion of justice, Guadalupe. Not happening.
It's illegal.
No.
Illegal is what your guy is up to in the video.
We just want to have a bit of dialogue, keep everything informal. You know?
With a judge friend of yours who is running for the Judicial Council right now
and whose candidacy you promise to support.
Gets him to drop the case against Progresa. Right?
- All honorable members… - All right.
Please start taking your seats
to avoid overcrowding on the way in and so the session…
- Good. - Oh yeah.
I'd offer you the drugs I have, but I don't know if they'd agree with you.
Hmm.
Got nothing to say?
You lost your voice again?
I never told you, but I personally welcome crises like this.
The only time you don't force your opinions.
After that interview, I think I've heard,
I'd have to guess, just about enough for the rest of my life…
which is almost done.
How come you didn't tell me?
Hmm. Break time's over. Hmm.
I decided to take some steroids.
I needed to be able to talk.
I didn't want to say goodbye to you.
I was tortured by the idea of you having this as your last image of me.
I'm sorry, but…
I prefer to think of you like this.
This is for you.
They're my memories.
So you want a goddamn legacy out of this too?
No.
It's just that…
that I've always told you that there is a story in there right?
The only one I care to tell.
It's ours.
So I wanted to do the interview
because I felt like it was a way to wrap things up with you.
And all we talked about was my children.
There's something I want you to do. Read them.
- And correct them, most of all… - All the commas.
Not my strong suit, you know. Take out what you want.
And just delete anything in there that you don't want to be said.
Oh, please don't leave me, Enrique.
I know that I have no right to ask, but… but please don't leave me again.
It's too much.
My proofreader.
Are you willing to stay the night with me?
My last one.
Of course.
♪ That I'm afraid of the early morning ♪
♪ I don't know what these stars are ♪
♪ That sting like threats ♪
♪ They say the moon bleeds ♪
♪ On the blade of its scythe ♪
♪ I sense that after this night ♪
♪ An even longer night will follow ♪
♪ I don't want you to leave me ♪
♪ My love, at dawn ♪
♪ At dawn, at dawn ♪
Federico, do you remember the arguments these two had?
Enrique and Luis Eduardo, over this song?
Enrique simply insisted that it wasn't, uh…
"I want you to be here till the morning light," right?
The correct way was, "I'd love for you to be here
with me in the morning light."
Of course, it's not an order.
It was just a plea.
Seligman, got a minute?
Of course, excuse me.
Hey, um,
so Suárez has withdrawn from your case.
I'm telling you so you won't forget who helped you out with that.
Do you think this is a suitable setting…
…to come asking me for all kinds of favors?
No, you're right. You're right.
- I should go. - You should.
Before I break out in a rash from all these, uh, Republican flags.
Federico, call me, yeah? And take care of your voice.
Federico.
Mister President, thank you for coming, sir.
- I'm sorry for your loss, Federico. - So sorry.
Thank you.
And believe me, I do hate bothering you at such a difficult time like this,
but we must consider what happens with the group.
We've heard rumors that you're thinking of selling to Roca and the Catalans.
And that… that's a problem.
Well, from my perspective, the problem actually lies with you all.
Roca and the Catalans are qualified.
They have an impeccable record to show for themselves.
In any case, don't you think their money's as good as anyone else's?
It's not about money, Federico.
It's the protection of the country's best interest.
- That's what it's about. - Tell me what country you mean exactly.
You see, I've worked a long time. I'm tired.
It doesn't matter to me, really.
If control over this country's largest media company
ends up in the hands of separatists,
or if it ends up going to Aguirre and his guys,
it doesn't matter to me either way.
At my age,
I gotta say, one really starts to think more about enjoying the time
that he still has with the ones that he loves.
The ones still here.
So, and yeah… if you two don't have anything more to say to me…
would you please excuse me?
Seligman, just wait.
Okay. What do you want then?
I want your assistance in relocating a friend of mine.
That's the first part, at least.
Call him now.
We have to talk about Aguirre.
So what was Enrique like?
Always affectionate.
Total opposite of my dad. Generous. He'd give you gifts, you know?
So I have news.
I am being transferred over to Singapore.
Wow.
Shame that we won't be working together anymore.
Núñez Navarro betrayed me, that little son of a bitch.
You've heard the expression,
uh, "Anger is drinking poison while hoping that your enemies will die"?
Well, I'm in… a bit of a hurry.
I just sent you a little gift.
What is this?
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Aguirre's got nothing left to lose.
If this is something, we gotta pursue the guy.
'Cause in a few days, he'll be vice president.
Without you, it's much harder.
I'm not fired yet. We have some time, so get on it.
I had some bother with a chick who got tiresome. Frigid little bitch.
I didn't think she'd dare, but she reported me.
And Vargas fixed things. You can probably guess how.
- Are you okay? - Yes, honey.
I'm sorry, can we speak for just a couple minutes?
Sure.
- Are we about to sell to the Catalans? - Nothing's being sold.
So was selling ever part of your plan, then?
Or was it a stunt to manipulate me without me ever knowing?
I'm not that intelligent.
- You're here. - Hi, Mom. Yes.
And the interview?
Are you keeping your promise, or is that fake too?
Even better.
Along with the deal that was made with the president and the powers that be,
in exchange for not selling,
they've ended up adding to our agreement a small clause that's very alluring.
And I think that you may agree with that.
I think you'll become a minister.
Don't grin too much.
We're at a funeral.
Don't be caught taking a photo like that.
I don't know if I feel like smiling exactly, anyway.
Honestly, uh… it bothers me doing it like this.
Yeah.
It is unfair that you get the job 'cause you're my daughter. Yeah.
However, it's also unfair that because you're my daughter,
you weren't offered it earlier.
You're more than qualified in your own right, Guadalupe,
and opportunities come where they come. That's it.
The important thing here is what you do when they arise.
I wanted to read out a passage from Enrique's first novel,
one that I find exceptionally moving.
But then I thought, if he could hear me…
…he'd roll in his grave,
saying that it… it was a bit pretentious or corny.
Or even worse than that, too boring. I'm sure he would never forgive me.
I imagine he'd prefer it if we just went to the bar
to completely trash all his work.
It's what he'd normally be doing, honestly,
whenever he was at a peer's funeral.
Sorry, old friend, but I'm going to read some words of Gil de Biedma,
which I know you really liked.
A cruel illness took his life too, well before it was his time to go.
And plus, he was gay,
which I know earned him extra points in Enrique's view.
Life is a serious business
Which is something you don't Find out until much later
Check the drawers?
No, nothing in the drawers.
Like all young people
I threw myself headfirst Into my life to come
Look behind the closet.
I wanted to leave my mark And finish to a round of applause
Becoming old, dying
Were only theatrically intended devices
What was that?
- Hey, hey! Quiet! - Mm!
However, as the time passed Unpleasant truths became obvious
And becoming old
And finally, dying
Are the only storylines in the play