The Pier (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript
Good morning.
Good morning.
What are you doing?
I'm recording.
Why do you record me?
To remember what you are like
before you become
a wild animal
Where're you going?
To see Tristan.
He got up
before us, huh?
I'm pretty sure he was a hamster.
But what do you say?
Tristan, come here, take it.
Good boy.
Óscar,
are you going to be like this all day?
Leave it now, go.
No.
Stop recording me
just to record.
What are you doing?
I'm breathing you.
How are you doing,
how dit it go?
It's going to give me an anxiety attack.
Me too.
Come on...
You just got
the biggest fucking business
in the life of this study,
You can go celebrate now.
Yes.
We did it.
Containment, Katia, they are there.
Yes they're there.
We've made it.
We have succeeded.
We've made it.
I can't believe it.
We are the whores you love!
Repeat with me.
We are the whores you love!
With me!
Take that, Calatrava!
Oh my God! How many people there were
inside, how many people!
And who was the English oldie?
That one of the British investment fund?
With that of Such & Trust, no.
Because the one from Such & Trust has given me
two cards, one of work ...
and the other of pleasure.
Room 302?
No, you will not go.
No.
You won't go!
Is Oscar, is Oscar.
"Alex ...".
Honey, I'll put you on speaker.
"How was it?"
Well ... Well ...
Your wife just sold
a skyscraper
of 311 million euros, Óscar!
Your wife and her partner.
"Fuck, yes!"
"I told you, you want to spend
the whole crisis making reforms".
I told you!
"Fuck, I'm very proud
of you, fuck!"
"I love you so much.
Alex, to you a little more."
Me too, honey.
How are you?
What's up in Frankfurt?
Have you finished the meetings?
"Yes, yes, I went down to eat something
in the hotel bar ..."
Oh, I'll leave you then.
I hear people ...
"No, wait."
"Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?"
Sure. Tell me, honey.
Yes, honey.
Of course I would.
Me too.
What did he say?
Nothing.
Let's go party!
No, listen.
We go to my house,
we open a bottle of wine ...
But what wine bottle?
We're going to party!
Yes?
Is this the house of Oscar Leon?
Yes it is. Who's speaking?
Are you his wife?
Yes, yes I am. Tell me.
I'm calling from the barracks
of the Civil Guard.
We just found
your husband's car.
It's on a pier
of La Albufera.
"There's a corpse
inside it and ...
we think it could be your husband.
Huh... What?
We need you
to come here to identify him.
Eh ... No, look,
it must be a mistake ...
My husband is in Frankfurt.
I've talked to him tonight,
so.. No, it can not be.
Even so, we need
that you come to recognize it.
Eh ... Well ...
Yes, yes, of course, of course.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
Hey, love, just call me \ N the Civil Guard is telling me
that your car has appeared
in La Albufera
with a corpse inside.
I do not know ... Call me, please.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
I don't even know what hotel you are in.
Call me.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
Oscar, please stop sleeping,
I have been called to recognize
your corpse, call me, please!
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León..."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León..."
Good morning.
I am ... I'm Alejandra Leyva,
they've called me to come to ...
to identify a person.
Mrs. Leyva,
I'm lieutenant Conrad.
Pleasure meeting you.
Over here please.
Thank you very much
for coming at this hour.
DoN't worry,
call me anytime.
Yes.
Look, she's Mrs. Leyva,
the wife of ...
Pleasure meeting you.
Mrs. Leyva.
And when she uncovered the sheet,
I saw it was him.
He was Oscar.
I was embarrassed to say it was
my husband and go fast,
so...
I stayed there...
looking for a while.
Looking what?
I do not know, in case there was something...
that could you make me say: "It's not him."
But it was.
So I didn't say anything.
He had a fingernail painted in blue...
Light blue.
What?
I don't know.
Mrs. Leyva...
It's him.
He's my husband.
What... What happened?
He has suffered a poisoning
by carbon monoxide.
Where?
On one of the piers
of La Albufera.
An accident?
No, I don't think so.
Apparently, your husband placed
a rubber in the exhaust pipe
and then he introduced it \ N through the car window.
We believe that your husband
has committed suicide.
But he was in Frankfurt.
He called me last night,
I heard people speaking
German, he is in Frankfurt.
Well...
Look, if you have intention
to take your own life,
it's normal to lie.
I'm really sorry.
No.
No, no, no, honey.
I have to comfort you, \ N but ... I can't.
Sorry.
He was my friend too.
Why the fuck did he do something like that? \ N I don't know.
But when he called you,
did he say anything strange to you?
Did you notice something strange, something ...?
No.
Right now I'm just thinking
the last time I saw him.
I was showering
and he was washing his teeth.
Alex, I'm going to the airport.
The tie.
Do you know what's the last
thing I told him?
What?
Your tie does not fit.
To change his tie.
Don't use this tie.
Surely because it was horrible.
Yes?
He didn't pay anything for them.
He kissed me
through the glass.
Oh honey...
Do you want to see something?
I help you finish it.
The city boy has
no idea how to fix a hose.
Sir, could you fix it?
Yes!
The car.
Last generation.
Look.
Let's see.
We could eat it today.
Maybe it's a little early, isn't it?
No, it still early.
Hi there.
Watch out.
No, don't put anything
of his disconsolate wife
or of "having received
spiritual help "
or anything like that.
No, look, I tell you. Put:
"Your wife will still love you,
wherever you are.",
Well, elegant and concise.
Centered, large print,
in bold ...
Oh.
No, do not put anything "we pray
a prayer in your memory"
not a cross in the middle
or anything like that.
We are Lutherans.
Thank you. Please,
to be published tomorrow, ok?
Alex, I'm going to the airport.
Are you better?
Yes.
You have to prepare a suit for
Oscar to take to the funeral home
Do you want me to choose it?
No, I'll do it.
How did I not realize
that he wanted to die?
Oh, sweetheart...
What goes through the head of another
is always an enigma, you know?
Even if it's your husband
and sleep with you, in the same bed,
every night.
It is impossible to know.
I'm going to look for the shoes.
What do you think of these, baby?
No, those hurt him.
Only when he walks a lot.
With all this, I haven't told you
that they have given me the skyscraper.
Really?
Could that be why
they sent you flowers?
"I'm very proud of you".
"We're going to celebrate your skyscraper
in Paris."
"I bought tickets to
see the Rolling Stones there,
without schedules or phones,
you and me. I love you, Oscar".
Does not it seem weird
someone plan a trip,
send me flowers and then kill himself?
Of course it doesn't seem
the most logical.
Look
Eh ... Yesterday, several neighbors
They saw your husband enter
at the village bar.
Apparently, he was drinking
and then bought
a bottle.
This was about 8 o'clock in the afternoon.
Everything points to that after
your husband went to his car
and there he drank
more than half of the bottle.
We have found her
in the interior.
No, it can not be,
Óscar didn't drink... I mean, he didn't drink
like this, he couldn't be him.
He got dizzy with nothing,
the other day we took
Two glasses of wine
and I had to take the car...
They have not found injuries
on their palate,
so it seems that nobody
forced him to swallow anything.
There is also no presence of other
narcotic substances in his blood,
No sign of violence,
struggle...
You really don't understand,
Óscar was not depressed.
He was fine, he called me yesterday to.. to..
to tell me..
"Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?"
Tell me, honey.
"I would like to have
a child with you"
"You wouldn't like,
at some point,
that someone could say:
'Look at that skyscraper over there,
my mom did it. '"
Yes,
of course I'd like it.
A few years ago I aborted.
We could not square
our life with a child.
But now we were fine.
We were really fine.
So how are you going to ask me
to have a child and ..
Did he plan to kill himself?
It is not.. no..
It has no sense.
You know?
No.
My wife wanted
to buy a dog.
But it didn't help.
Look,
don't try to find the logic
of his last hours of life
because..
because there can not be.
I know what I'm saying
is much harder
that if it was an accident, I know,
because here are questions.
But, well,
let's keep investigating, ok?
I'm going to take first..
note the address
of the florist,
I will ask again for registration
of the movements
of the signal of your mobile
and anything that you have
or can remember,
Please call me.
Did he leave me a note or..
anything?
These are the personal objects
of your husband.
My husband only had this phone.
This is not his.
It could be for work.
Many people have
a phone for work.
I'm sorry,
I share your sentiment.
It was a tragedy
that accident...
Forgive me for coming like this.
That bastard makes me be..
Alex.
We're so sorry.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Alex.
I don't know what to say.
It's fine, honey.
Have you slept?
No
Ada, would you bring me a bottle
of water from the aisle machine?
Sure.
Come here.
What's going on?
Oscar had two cell phones.
The Civil Guard gave it to me.
I haven't dared to look at it.
Where are they?
Here.
Have you opened it?
Password.
He always puts the same
just in case.
Try it.
Birthday,
birth, anniversary?
The anniversary,
once he put the anniversary.
Do you have the PUK?
Katia, I didn't know he had
this phone
How will I have the PUK?
No, no, no, Alex,
what are you going to do?
Alex, please...
No, no, you can't go in there...
She is destroyed.
Let's give her a minute
to say goodbye, please,
a little bit of privacy.
A little bit of privacy, please.
Just move a little. Thank you.
Go to last calls
Who the fuck are all these people?
I don't know.
I'll see if there are..
photos or videos or something like that.
"Good morning."
"What are you doing?
I'm recording."
"Why do you record me?"
"To remember what you are like
before you become
a wild animal"
"Where're you going?"
Alejandra, honey.
I just wanted to say my condolences,
I'm so sorry.
Thank you.
One moment, she is...
she's a bit affected.
"I'm pretty sure he was a hamster."
"Leave it now, go.
No."
"Stop recording me
just to record."
There's your mother-in-law.
Your mother-in-law.
-Alejandra, honey.
María Luisa.
What happened?
What has happened to my son's mind
to do something like that?
I.. I'll come back.
"As an anniversary gift
it has not been bad, right?"
"Do you know you're very pretty
after you cum?"
"Oh really?"
"Yes."
"Your eyes sparkle a lot."
"My eyes shine. Let's see"
Let's see..
Your eyes don't shine.
"Oh, is that so?
No.
Your eyes blush.
Stop that now, Alex.
No.
It's not the time.
When is the time?
when they incinerate him? When?
"You know there's something better
than smoking marijuana
before fucking?"
"Oh really?"
"Yes"
"Do you know what it is?"
"No, I do not know."
"Smoke it, after."
I can't believe it.
Now Alejandra, his wife,
has written a few words
to dismiss
my brother Oscar
after this unfortunate accident.
Alex.
I remember...
of your colored socks
with giraffes and pandas,
of your bracelets
on the bedside table
of worn leather
that you almost never put on,
of the Billie Holiday's
album that played on Sundays,
of the blanket on the sofa and when
I was asleep
and you painted me with marker...
"I love you"...
in the back,
of the trip to France,
when we ate
sandwiches on tables..
hardwood
and when you fixed the...
the rear-view mirror
with my stockings.
All those memories are...
the photos of our happiness.
One moment, please, a moment.
One moment, please.
I want to clarify one thing..
because I heard this morning,
several times,
that Óscar has had an accident and..
and it is not true.
No.
Oscar killed himself.
He has taken a rubber band,
he's got it in the car's
exhaust pipe and killed himself.
Oscar killed himself.
Come on, come on.
I think it's important
let them know.
Let's go.
Katia, they have to know.
They have to know.
Alex...
"I'll put you on speaker"
How was it?
"Well ... Well ..."
"Your wife just sold
a skyscraper
of 311 million euros, Óscar!"
Yes!
I told you!
I told you, you want to spend
the whole crisis making reforms. I told you!.
"Fuck, I'm very proud
of you, fuck!"
"I love you".
Well Alex, you a little bit more.
Me too, honey.
"How are you?
What's up in Frankfurt?
"Have you finished the meetings?"
Yes, yes
I went down to eat something
in the hotel bar...
"Oh, I'll leave you then."
"I hear people.."
No, wait.
Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?
Tell me, honey.
I would like to have
a child with you
"You wouldn't like,
at some point,"
that someone could say:
'Look at that skyscraper over there,
my mom did it!".
Yes,
of course I'd like it.
I love you so much.
Me too.
I thought you were not coming back.
Where do you plan to go
to throw the ashes?
Alex.
Far away, mom.
Far away.
Can we close the capote?
So cigarettes are not consumed
before smoking them.
No, I need some air.
Okay, fine, so I'll smoke it
in two then.
Do you smoke?
How could the girl smoke, mom?
Of course not.
This generation eats lactose-free,
gluten free and nobody smokes here,
but I do smoke.
Let me take a drag.
Katia, over there.
Do you really tell me
that you want to go to La Albufera?
I really do.
Why, Alex?
Someone will have to tell
to that lady
that her lover has died.
What lady?
Oscar's lover.
But you don't have to tell anyone
anything, what the fuck are you saying.
I'll have to say it because
she may be waiting for a call
or they discussed or I do not know
and she has the right to know it too.
I can call her and tell her.
How are you going to tell her
on the phone?
Well, as they told you,
Why would a mistress
be more considerate?
If Alex doesn't know why he committed suicide,
maybe she does.
He had no problems with Alex,
but maybe it's not the same with the lover.
The same with Alex did have problems
because he went every Thursday
to fuck another...
But don't you realize
that you can't go!
They give you clubs
and you go for more like a fool.
Come on, really ...
Leave it now!
Go straight and that's it.
No, I'm going to turn around.
No, you're not going to turn around.
Right now.
If you're going to turn around, stop!
I turn around!
For the car, fuck!
Alex, where are you going?
Alex!
Alex!
Alex!
Alex go back to the car!
Alex!
Alex!
Alex, I will not leave you alone! Go back to the car!
Katia leave me alone!
Where are you going?
Alex!
Alex!
Leave me alone!
Leave me! Leave me!
Alex...
I know that you
have come all of a sudden,
but you should try to overcome it
without losing your head, please.
And how is that done, Katia?
Tell me.
Because, as far as I know,
my husband would never
have committed suicide,
but maybe that hippie that
put me the horns
and smoked joints, maybe he would have.
You know? Because I...
don't know who he is.
Forget the horns,
that doesn't matter anymore.
It won't matter to you,
you spend your life
foraging married men,
but I do care,
because I was his wife.
We are not talking about me
right now. Do not be unfair.
Well tell me something worthwhile, Katia.
Because right now,
I can only think
that my whole life was a lie,
you know?
Who was Oscar?
Tell me, you were his friend.
Who was my husband?
a "fucker", a beach flirt,
a compulsive fucker...?
Who was he?
You liked women,
right, Oscar?
Well here you're going to be
you son of a bitch.
Very well. Seeing chicks in bikini,
watching their tits to the guiris!
Glued to the skin of their thighs!
Fuck!
Fuck you don't do this.
You don't do this.
Listen to me, you have to be strong,
my love.
You have to have all the strength,
you will be able to.
I have to talk to her.
I have to talk to her.
I'm a little tired.
I'm going to bed.
I need to talk to her.
But what are you going to tell her?
That Oscar has committed suicide.
Because of her whim of fuck
my husband, she has ruined me.
This shit is so big that
I am not even able to cry
the death of the person
that mattered the most to me.
I want her to look me in the face..
and let her know that I was his wife.
Are you ok?
I'm sorry, it's just..
I was taking a walk
through the reeds
and I heard you screaming and..
I'm sorry.
Sometimes I need to scream
to unclog me.
They gave me a shitty news
and I wanted to.. take it out but..
but it doesn't work.
It's stuck here..
and it doesn't go away.
The love of my life has died.
I guess I have to wait
untill it leaves.
What happens is that...
I'm going to miss him a lot.
We have been together many years.
Tristán. I' sorry.
How many years?
Eight.
Eight years.
Sorry,
I'm telling you all this
and I don't even know who you are.
Martina.
I'm Veronica.
What are you doing here?
[CAMI] :)
Good morning.
What are you doing?
I'm recording.
Why do you record me?
To remember what you are like
before you become
a wild animal
Where're you going?
To see Tristan.
He got up
before us, huh?
I'm pretty sure he was a hamster.
But what do you say?
Tristan, come here, take it.
Good boy.
Óscar,
are you going to be like this all day?
Leave it now, go.
No.
Stop recording me
just to record.
What are you doing?
I'm breathing you.
How are you doing,
how dit it go?
It's going to give me an anxiety attack.
Me too.
Come on...
You just got
the biggest fucking business
in the life of this study,
You can go celebrate now.
Yes.
We did it.
Containment, Katia, they are there.
Yes they're there.
We've made it.
We have succeeded.
We've made it.
I can't believe it.
We are the whores you love!
Repeat with me.
We are the whores you love!
With me!
Take that, Calatrava!
Oh my God! How many people there were
inside, how many people!
And who was the English oldie?
That one of the British investment fund?
With that of Such & Trust, no.
Because the one from Such & Trust has given me
two cards, one of work ...
and the other of pleasure.
Room 302?
No, you will not go.
No.
You won't go!
Is Oscar, is Oscar.
"Alex ...".
Honey, I'll put you on speaker.
"How was it?"
Well ... Well ...
Your wife just sold
a skyscraper
of 311 million euros, Óscar!
Your wife and her partner.
"Fuck, yes!"
"I told you, you want to spend
the whole crisis making reforms".
I told you!
"Fuck, I'm very proud
of you, fuck!"
"I love you so much.
Alex, to you a little more."
Me too, honey.
How are you?
What's up in Frankfurt?
Have you finished the meetings?
"Yes, yes, I went down to eat something
in the hotel bar ..."
Oh, I'll leave you then.
I hear people ...
"No, wait."
"Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?"
Sure. Tell me, honey.
Yes, honey.
Of course I would.
Me too.
What did he say?
Nothing.
Let's go party!
No, listen.
We go to my house,
we open a bottle of wine ...
But what wine bottle?
We're going to party!
Yes?
Is this the house of Oscar Leon?
Yes it is. Who's speaking?
Are you his wife?
Yes, yes I am. Tell me.
I'm calling from the barracks
of the Civil Guard.
We just found
your husband's car.
It's on a pier
of La Albufera.
"There's a corpse
inside it and ...
we think it could be your husband.
Huh... What?
We need you
to come here to identify him.
Eh ... No, look,
it must be a mistake ...
My husband is in Frankfurt.
I've talked to him tonight,
so.. No, it can not be.
Even so, we need
that you come to recognize it.
Eh ... Well ...
Yes, yes, of course, of course.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
Hey, love, just call me \ N the Civil Guard is telling me
that your car has appeared
in La Albufera
with a corpse inside.
I do not know ... Call me, please.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
I don't even know what hotel you are in.
Call me.
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
Oscar, please stop sleeping,
I have been called to recognize
your corpse, call me, please!
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León, leave your message."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León..."
"Hi,
I'm Oscar León..."
Good morning.
I am ... I'm Alejandra Leyva,
they've called me to come to ...
to identify a person.
Mrs. Leyva,
I'm lieutenant Conrad.
Pleasure meeting you.
Over here please.
Thank you very much
for coming at this hour.
DoN't worry,
call me anytime.
Yes.
Look, she's Mrs. Leyva,
the wife of ...
Pleasure meeting you.
Mrs. Leyva.
And when she uncovered the sheet,
I saw it was him.
He was Oscar.
I was embarrassed to say it was
my husband and go fast,
so...
I stayed there...
looking for a while.
Looking what?
I do not know, in case there was something...
that could you make me say: "It's not him."
But it was.
So I didn't say anything.
He had a fingernail painted in blue...
Light blue.
What?
I don't know.
Mrs. Leyva...
It's him.
He's my husband.
What... What happened?
He has suffered a poisoning
by carbon monoxide.
Where?
On one of the piers
of La Albufera.
An accident?
No, I don't think so.
Apparently, your husband placed
a rubber in the exhaust pipe
and then he introduced it \ N through the car window.
We believe that your husband
has committed suicide.
But he was in Frankfurt.
He called me last night,
I heard people speaking
German, he is in Frankfurt.
Well...
Look, if you have intention
to take your own life,
it's normal to lie.
I'm really sorry.
No.
No, no, no, honey.
I have to comfort you, \ N but ... I can't.
Sorry.
He was my friend too.
Why the fuck did he do something like that? \ N I don't know.
But when he called you,
did he say anything strange to you?
Did you notice something strange, something ...?
No.
Right now I'm just thinking
the last time I saw him.
I was showering
and he was washing his teeth.
Alex, I'm going to the airport.
The tie.
Do you know what's the last
thing I told him?
What?
Your tie does not fit.
To change his tie.
Don't use this tie.
Surely because it was horrible.
Yes?
He didn't pay anything for them.
He kissed me
through the glass.
Oh honey...
Do you want to see something?
I help you finish it.
The city boy has
no idea how to fix a hose.
Sir, could you fix it?
Yes!
The car.
Last generation.
Look.
Let's see.
We could eat it today.
Maybe it's a little early, isn't it?
No, it still early.
Hi there.
Watch out.
No, don't put anything
of his disconsolate wife
or of "having received
spiritual help "
or anything like that.
No, look, I tell you. Put:
"Your wife will still love you,
wherever you are.",
Well, elegant and concise.
Centered, large print,
in bold ...
Oh.
No, do not put anything "we pray
a prayer in your memory"
not a cross in the middle
or anything like that.
We are Lutherans.
Thank you. Please,
to be published tomorrow, ok?
Alex, I'm going to the airport.
Are you better?
Yes.
You have to prepare a suit for
Oscar to take to the funeral home
Do you want me to choose it?
No, I'll do it.
How did I not realize
that he wanted to die?
Oh, sweetheart...
What goes through the head of another
is always an enigma, you know?
Even if it's your husband
and sleep with you, in the same bed,
every night.
It is impossible to know.
I'm going to look for the shoes.
What do you think of these, baby?
No, those hurt him.
Only when he walks a lot.
With all this, I haven't told you
that they have given me the skyscraper.
Really?
Could that be why
they sent you flowers?
"I'm very proud of you".
"We're going to celebrate your skyscraper
in Paris."
"I bought tickets to
see the Rolling Stones there,
without schedules or phones,
you and me. I love you, Oscar".
Does not it seem weird
someone plan a trip,
send me flowers and then kill himself?
Of course it doesn't seem
the most logical.
Look
Eh ... Yesterday, several neighbors
They saw your husband enter
at the village bar.
Apparently, he was drinking
and then bought
a bottle.
This was about 8 o'clock in the afternoon.
Everything points to that after
your husband went to his car
and there he drank
more than half of the bottle.
We have found her
in the interior.
No, it can not be,
Óscar didn't drink... I mean, he didn't drink
like this, he couldn't be him.
He got dizzy with nothing,
the other day we took
Two glasses of wine
and I had to take the car...
They have not found injuries
on their palate,
so it seems that nobody
forced him to swallow anything.
There is also no presence of other
narcotic substances in his blood,
No sign of violence,
struggle...
You really don't understand,
Óscar was not depressed.
He was fine, he called me yesterday to.. to..
to tell me..
"Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?"
Tell me, honey.
"I would like to have
a child with you"
"You wouldn't like,
at some point,
that someone could say:
'Look at that skyscraper over there,
my mom did it. '"
Yes,
of course I'd like it.
A few years ago I aborted.
We could not square
our life with a child.
But now we were fine.
We were really fine.
So how are you going to ask me
to have a child and ..
Did he plan to kill himself?
It is not.. no..
It has no sense.
You know?
No.
My wife wanted
to buy a dog.
But it didn't help.
Look,
don't try to find the logic
of his last hours of life
because..
because there can not be.
I know what I'm saying
is much harder
that if it was an accident, I know,
because here are questions.
But, well,
let's keep investigating, ok?
I'm going to take first..
note the address
of the florist,
I will ask again for registration
of the movements
of the signal of your mobile
and anything that you have
or can remember,
Please call me.
Did he leave me a note or..
anything?
These are the personal objects
of your husband.
My husband only had this phone.
This is not his.
It could be for work.
Many people have
a phone for work.
I'm sorry,
I share your sentiment.
It was a tragedy
that accident...
Forgive me for coming like this.
That bastard makes me be..
Alex.
We're so sorry.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Alex.
I don't know what to say.
It's fine, honey.
Have you slept?
No
Ada, would you bring me a bottle
of water from the aisle machine?
Sure.
Come here.
What's going on?
Oscar had two cell phones.
The Civil Guard gave it to me.
I haven't dared to look at it.
Where are they?
Here.
Have you opened it?
Password.
He always puts the same
just in case.
Try it.
Birthday,
birth, anniversary?
The anniversary,
once he put the anniversary.
Do you have the PUK?
Katia, I didn't know he had
this phone
How will I have the PUK?
No, no, no, Alex,
what are you going to do?
Alex, please...
No, no, you can't go in there...
She is destroyed.
Let's give her a minute
to say goodbye, please,
a little bit of privacy.
A little bit of privacy, please.
Just move a little. Thank you.
Go to last calls
Who the fuck are all these people?
I don't know.
I'll see if there are..
photos or videos or something like that.
"Good morning."
"What are you doing?
I'm recording."
"Why do you record me?"
"To remember what you are like
before you become
a wild animal"
"Where're you going?"
Alejandra, honey.
I just wanted to say my condolences,
I'm so sorry.
Thank you.
One moment, she is...
she's a bit affected.
"I'm pretty sure he was a hamster."
"Leave it now, go.
No."
"Stop recording me
just to record."
There's your mother-in-law.
Your mother-in-law.
-Alejandra, honey.
María Luisa.
What happened?
What has happened to my son's mind
to do something like that?
I.. I'll come back.
"As an anniversary gift
it has not been bad, right?"
"Do you know you're very pretty
after you cum?"
"Oh really?"
"Yes."
"Your eyes sparkle a lot."
"My eyes shine. Let's see"
Let's see..
Your eyes don't shine.
"Oh, is that so?
No.
Your eyes blush.
Stop that now, Alex.
No.
It's not the time.
When is the time?
when they incinerate him? When?
"You know there's something better
than smoking marijuana
before fucking?"
"Oh really?"
"Yes"
"Do you know what it is?"
"No, I do not know."
"Smoke it, after."
I can't believe it.
Now Alejandra, his wife,
has written a few words
to dismiss
my brother Oscar
after this unfortunate accident.
Alex.
I remember...
of your colored socks
with giraffes and pandas,
of your bracelets
on the bedside table
of worn leather
that you almost never put on,
of the Billie Holiday's
album that played on Sundays,
of the blanket on the sofa and when
I was asleep
and you painted me with marker...
"I love you"...
in the back,
of the trip to France,
when we ate
sandwiches on tables..
hardwood
and when you fixed the...
the rear-view mirror
with my stockings.
All those memories are...
the photos of our happiness.
One moment, please, a moment.
One moment, please.
I want to clarify one thing..
because I heard this morning,
several times,
that Óscar has had an accident and..
and it is not true.
No.
Oscar killed himself.
He has taken a rubber band,
he's got it in the car's
exhaust pipe and killed himself.
Oscar killed himself.
Come on, come on.
I think it's important
let them know.
Let's go.
Katia, they have to know.
They have to know.
Alex...
"I'll put you on speaker"
How was it?
"Well ... Well ..."
"Your wife just sold
a skyscraper
of 311 million euros, Óscar!"
Yes!
I told you!
I told you, you want to spend
the whole crisis making reforms. I told you!.
"Fuck, I'm very proud
of you, fuck!"
"I love you".
Well Alex, you a little bit more.
Me too, honey.
"How are you?
What's up in Frankfurt?
"Have you finished the meetings?"
Yes, yes
I went down to eat something
in the hotel bar...
"Oh, I'll leave you then."
"I hear people.."
No, wait.
Can you close the speakerphone
just a moment?
Tell me, honey.
I would like to have
a child with you
"You wouldn't like,
at some point,"
that someone could say:
'Look at that skyscraper over there,
my mom did it!".
Yes,
of course I'd like it.
I love you so much.
Me too.
I thought you were not coming back.
Where do you plan to go
to throw the ashes?
Alex.
Far away, mom.
Far away.
Can we close the capote?
So cigarettes are not consumed
before smoking them.
No, I need some air.
Okay, fine, so I'll smoke it
in two then.
Do you smoke?
How could the girl smoke, mom?
Of course not.
This generation eats lactose-free,
gluten free and nobody smokes here,
but I do smoke.
Let me take a drag.
Katia, over there.
Do you really tell me
that you want to go to La Albufera?
I really do.
Why, Alex?
Someone will have to tell
to that lady
that her lover has died.
What lady?
Oscar's lover.
But you don't have to tell anyone
anything, what the fuck are you saying.
I'll have to say it because
she may be waiting for a call
or they discussed or I do not know
and she has the right to know it too.
I can call her and tell her.
How are you going to tell her
on the phone?
Well, as they told you,
Why would a mistress
be more considerate?
If Alex doesn't know why he committed suicide,
maybe she does.
He had no problems with Alex,
but maybe it's not the same with the lover.
The same with Alex did have problems
because he went every Thursday
to fuck another...
But don't you realize
that you can't go!
They give you clubs
and you go for more like a fool.
Come on, really ...
Leave it now!
Go straight and that's it.
No, I'm going to turn around.
No, you're not going to turn around.
Right now.
If you're going to turn around, stop!
I turn around!
For the car, fuck!
Alex, where are you going?
Alex!
Alex!
Alex!
Alex go back to the car!
Alex!
Alex!
Alex, I will not leave you alone! Go back to the car!
Katia leave me alone!
Where are you going?
Alex!
Alex!
Leave me alone!
Leave me! Leave me!
Alex...
I know that you
have come all of a sudden,
but you should try to overcome it
without losing your head, please.
And how is that done, Katia?
Tell me.
Because, as far as I know,
my husband would never
have committed suicide,
but maybe that hippie that
put me the horns
and smoked joints, maybe he would have.
You know? Because I...
don't know who he is.
Forget the horns,
that doesn't matter anymore.
It won't matter to you,
you spend your life
foraging married men,
but I do care,
because I was his wife.
We are not talking about me
right now. Do not be unfair.
Well tell me something worthwhile, Katia.
Because right now,
I can only think
that my whole life was a lie,
you know?
Who was Oscar?
Tell me, you were his friend.
Who was my husband?
a "fucker", a beach flirt,
a compulsive fucker...?
Who was he?
You liked women,
right, Oscar?
Well here you're going to be
you son of a bitch.
Very well. Seeing chicks in bikini,
watching their tits to the guiris!
Glued to the skin of their thighs!
Fuck!
Fuck you don't do this.
You don't do this.
Listen to me, you have to be strong,
my love.
You have to have all the strength,
you will be able to.
I have to talk to her.
I have to talk to her.
I'm a little tired.
I'm going to bed.
I need to talk to her.
But what are you going to tell her?
That Oscar has committed suicide.
Because of her whim of fuck
my husband, she has ruined me.
This shit is so big that
I am not even able to cry
the death of the person
that mattered the most to me.
I want her to look me in the face..
and let her know that I was his wife.
Are you ok?
I'm sorry, it's just..
I was taking a walk
through the reeds
and I heard you screaming and..
I'm sorry.
Sometimes I need to scream
to unclog me.
They gave me a shitty news
and I wanted to.. take it out but..
but it doesn't work.
It's stuck here..
and it doesn't go away.
The love of my life has died.
I guess I have to wait
untill it leaves.
What happens is that...
I'm going to miss him a lot.
We have been together many years.
Tristán. I' sorry.
How many years?
Eight.
Eight years.
Sorry,
I'm telling you all this
and I don't even know who you are.
Martina.
I'm Veronica.
What are you doing here?
[CAMI] :)