Hello?
Who is this?
María?
No, I'm telling you. It's María.
You said it was an unknown number, and they didn't say anything?
I know it doesn't make much sense.
Just listen to me. It's her.
Pablo, you want to believe it's her. We all want María to come back.
That's not it.
Okay, did you call back? Did it go to voicemail? Did they answer?
I tried a bunch of times.
Do you guys think she could be @_allyoursecrets_?
I think it's a bit early to jump to that conclusion.
You're not going to help me, are you?
Unbelievable.
Sofía.
We have to find @_allyoursecrets_ before they reveal our secret.
It's Raúl. I'm sure of it.
The account belongs to Raúl. It's that simple.
To him and someone else.
What are that lot always talking about?
I don't know. Probably the new @_allyoursecrets_.
-What are you doing, you idiot? -What? It's a mini joint.
"Mini joint." You're crazy. So lame.
Wait for me.
National School, strength and loyalty
NATIONAL SCHOOL
Shoot. What happened?
Why did it stop?
That's the third time you've hit my plant.
No, don't touch it.
And don't touch the cables if you don't know what they do.
I don't know what's wrong. I tried it earlier, and it worked fine.
So? I don't have time for this.
I'll be quick. It's important. The guys put a lot into it.
The students, right?
Right. The students.
But when I talk to them, I try to use teen language, you know?
I feel like it helps them to trust me.
You have to knock, Raúl.
But, yes, come in.
You wanted to talk to me, boss?
Don't call me "boss" or anything like that.
Don't even sit down.
You haven't paid your tuition for a year, Raúl.
If you don't pay, you won't be able to graduate. That's it.
Look, ma'am, I'm just about to sell my house, so--
I don't care about your finances. Just that you pay. Is that clear?
Goodbye.
Have a good day.
So, are we watching the video or not?
Yes. Let me check what went wrong, and I'll come back.
Always prepare in advance.
Raúl.
Dude, save the speech, okay? I didn't do it.
-We know it wasn't you. -"We"?
-You know. -Javi.
-Trust me. -Oh, Sofía.
I wanted to tell you that your classmates chose you to give the graduation speech.
-What? No. -Wow.
-Congratulations. -No.
They're messing with me. You know that's not my kind of thing.
I think you'd do a great job. We can work on it together. Sound good?
That's the spirit.
Okay. Bye, Javi.
Take care.
The question is, who gave him that job?
-I don't get it. -One of life's great mysteries.
Just like
I don't get why Sofía's dating you.
Okay, enough. Raúl!
-What? -I need you to help us.
We have to find out who @_allyoursecrets_ is.
Son of a bitch.
Look. Over here!
Come on!
Here comes the new girl.
-Who? -The new girl.
Bring her over here.
Where are you going?
-Go on! -What's wrong with you?
What's up, buddy? How's your first day going?
-Hey, we're talking to you. -Nothing to say, asshole?
My name's Bernardo, not asshole.
The little fag does have balls.
-Pin him down. -I'm talking to you.
-Go on, man. -Pin him down.
Pin the fucker down. Pin him down.
What? What, dude? Aren't you going to fight back?
Fight back, asshole!
Gerry, my boy. You want to get in here?
Hey, what are you doing?
What's going on, Rudy?
-Everything okay? -Yes.
Okay, give me the ball.
-No more games for you. -Tell him to fuck off.
Now!
I miss her like crazy too.
But if María wanted to talk to us, she would, without all the trouble.
Maybe she's in trouble. She hasn't spoken to us since she left.
Well, I don't know if you remember.
The rooftop. The principal.
Hey! Someone might hear you.
Are you really still ignoring me?
Look, I know I fucked up.
But I apologized. Haven't you ever made a mistake?
Yes, plenty.
But…
it's not like we buried anyone alive or burned down a fucking house.
And you never got caught for the shit you pulled.
Why are you here? You don't want to be an actress.
[in Italian] Good morning, everyone.
Paco, headphones.
Guys!
Today, we're going to learn to act and change the world. Shall we start?
Bruno.
What are you doing here?
I have nothing to say to you guys.
Why not, man?
Because I was in jail, dude.
In your place, asshole.
Yeah, but that's why I'm here.
I came to tell you I'm selling my house,
and I'm going to pay you what I owe.
I don't believe you.
Dude, why the fuck would I be here, then?
Don't joke about that.
-What, you think I work here for fun? -No.
Listen, Bruno. @_allyoursecrets_ is back. We need your help.
We're being messed with again.
-No fucking way. -Wait, Bruno.
Besides, even if I wanted to, legally, I can't touch a computer again.
-Bruno, come on. Please. -What?
No way, man.
No way.
I got out of jail three months ago.
I'm not planning on fucking up again.
So, unless you want to fuck up your livers,
I have work to do.
Bruno, wait.
Nice work. Really great.
My generosity is as limitless as the sea.
My love is as deep.
The more I give you, the more I have, for both are infinite.
Seriously?
You all thought that deserved applause?
Alex, what do you think?
Nothing to say. Fine.
You, Pablo. Why did you clap?
I liked it, sir.
Listen, kids.
It's not about what we like.
It's about intention.
Emotional connection.
Voice projection.
Respecting the text.
Among many other things that you didn't show today, Claudia.
I'm sorry.
-I'll try to do better. -You'll try?
I hope you do more than that. Sit down, please.
And leave the tears for the stage.
I loved it.
I don't care about why you want to act, but when you come here,
give it your all.
So, to tap into your deepest emotions, you have some homework.
I want you to tell me a story.
Something you've lived through that's affected you deeply. Okay?
That's all for today.
[in Italian] See you later.
He's crazy if he thinks I'm doing his fucking assignment.
But send me a photo of the homework.
I'm not sending you photos of Rosita, you idiots.
-She's my girlfriend. -One damn photo.
Anyway, she doesn't let me take photos.
-Dude, don't be an asshole. One photo. -I don't have any.
And I don't have a girl. There's no internet here to…
rub one out.
Hey, Rudy.
Look who's here.
It's our little girl.
Such a pretty princess.
Come on.
You have to learn to defend yourself.
Look up.
Fucking faggot.
What did you expect, asshole?
Don't cry!
Look. I wasn't going to do this now, but check this out.
I have a load of benzos. These are hard to come by, man.
-I'll have them. You know it. -Come on, man.
I'm having all of them, assholes.
See you, princess.
Thank you.
I didn't do it for you, dude.
Alex, it's the end of this stage of your education
here at National School.
How do you feel?
Well, I feel like…
-All I want is to get out of here. -Did something happen?
I mean, I've noticed you talk less with your classmates.
Being lonely isn't fun.
I mean, those of us who are lonely can become depressed.
I'd hate to see that happen to you.
You sound more like a psychologist than a guidance counselor.
Yeah?
Actually, I'm taking a course online, and, well,
I can't call myself a professional psychologist,
but I'm on my way.
So?
No, nothing happened.
I've just never fit in here.
But it's over now. At college, it'll be different.
There's a scholarship available at a university in Spain.
-Did I tell you about it? -In Spain?
-Sorry, I don't know why I brought it up. -Because of Gabriela.
No, it's a really prestigious scholarship.
What's up, ex-principal? I'm here to fix your computer.
Yes, Ernesto. Thanks. But don't call me "ex-principal."
Call me Quintanilla or Miguel, or "sir," if you want,
but "ex-principal" sounds bad.
-It does, right? -Yes.
-Should I come back later? -No, you're here now.
-This one? -Yes.
Let's check it out.
DANGER
I'm sure it's something to do with what's on the table.
Okay.
You go, but no more of your crazy theories.
Trust me.
-Will you listen to me? -If we mess up, it's your fault.
-Okay. -Go.
-Okay. -The countdown begins.
-Ten seconds, which feel like three. -Hold on.
Green, seven.
Red, one, two.
Three, four, five.
-Who the hell are you? -Yellow, one… Four.
-Is it open? -What do you want?
-Javi, what's going on? -Sofía!
Javi, what's going on?
-Someone hit me! -Javi!
Nikki!
-Sofía, someone hit me! -Open up!
-Nikki, open the door! -Sofía!
-Someone hit me. -What happened? What with?
Nikki!
Help!
-There aren't any cameras on that spot. -How is that possible?
We went in there expecting you to keep us safe.
You didn't see anyone go in or out at any point?
Sorry, I had to take a phone call.
-Let's go. -This isn't okay.
I'm in pain, Sofía. Let's go.
This is really bad.
-It's not your fault. -It is. It's her job.
Hi.
What are you doing?
What am I doing? What are you doing in here, Mom?
-Did you take your medicine? -I took it half an hour ago.
You're sure?
Okay. Back to bed. Why are you out here? Come on.
-Not bed again. -Come on. Yes.
We can watch a movie if you want.
-Hang on. -No, I told you, that hurts.
Relax.
Damn, Javi. Who did this to you?
-Stretch your leg out. Relax. -It hurts.
Here's the…
-Thanks, Sofi. One second. -No, that hurts.
Hold this here.
-Relax. -No.
Keep it there for a while.
But I'll be able to play.
It's not swollen, and it's moving okay, but you are injured.
No one saw who hit him?
I was in another room. I didn't see anything.
Don't worry. I'll be fine.
Yes, you will, but be careful.
We've both worked very hard to get here.
Don't screw it up now.
-Sofi, can you bandage it? -Yes.
See you later, guys.
-I think I should go back to-- -No, stay here with me.
Javi, this is serious. I'm sure it was @_allyoursecrets_.
What do they want?
Please.
I don't know how to tie bandages. Do you?
Give it a try.
Did you miss me?
María?
María, I know it's you. Answer me.
Pablo.
María, what the hell? María?
What are you doing?
The painkillers knocked you out.
Thank you for staying.
-Yeah, of course. -I feel good.
I feel good with you.
If we're together, @_allyoursecrets_ can't hurt us.
Speaking of @_allyoursecrets_…
-When did you do all this? -Last night.
Honestly, I'm not surprised.
Do you think they'll come after anyone else?
I don't know, but…
I have to go.
-No, stay. -If I don't go now, I won't make it.
-I'll see you later, yeah? -Okay.
That's right, Raúl.
The house hasn't been an easy matter,
but, well, now I'm looking quite respectable.
Take good care of it, man.
It was my favorite and the last one I had left.
I'll look after it.
I'll give you the rest when I get the money for the house.
You closed the deal, right?
-Son, it was… -No way.
-Yes, man. -I almost shit myself.
Mr. León, I wanted to ask you about the damage caused at your party.
Marquitos, I'm with someone important. Charge it all to the room, okay?
Excuse me.
-Such a pain in the ass. -What have you been up to?
So what are you going to do with the money?
First, get my girlfriend back.
Let her through.
Thank you.
Sorry.
-How are you? -Good.
Look.
I love that you're studying law.
But I preferred it when you read me Chekhov.
Chekhov won't help me get you out of here.
Look, I found something that I think--
Hey, tell me about you first.
How's your mom?
And Javi? All good?
All good.
-There's another guy. -No.
No, Dad.
-It's not Raúl, is it? -Of course not.
What? What's wrong with that?
At your age, have as many boyfriends as you want.
Friends. Friends with benefits.
Dad, no one says "friends with benefits" anymore.
-No strings. -Nor that.
Okay, focus. Do you want to get out of here or not?
Of course I do, but listen.
I have news.
Remember the lawyer from the NGO that I mentioned?
Yes.
He reopened my case.
He's very…
I'd say too optimistic.
He says if all goes well, I could be a free man next week.
Seriously?
-That's what he said. -Seriously?
Hey. No touching.
Sorry.
I don't give a shit about @_allyoursecrets_.
I'm going to win the money from the contest.
-Yeah. -You'll see, guys.
What have you been smoking?
-The competition is pretty tough. -Not really.
-What's up, buddy? -We've practiced. We're ready--
What, you only talk to losers now?
-What the hell? -You're funny. Let's go.
Rosita's acting so serious, dude. I feel like she's going to dump me.
Well, not dump me, but she's acting weird.
No way.
Yeah, and I love her so fucking much.
Dude, do I look like a psychologist?
Or like Quintanilla?
Why are you telling me this?
-You're my friend. -Not anymore.
You only have time for Rosita, and that's fine,
but don't come to me with your problems, dude.
-See you around, man. -What the hell?
-Good morning. -What happened?
-I thought you were staying home to rest. -I'm stronger than you think.
I don't want you to be alone right now. I want to be with you.
-You don't-- -María's in Acapulco.
-What? -How do you know?
She called me again, and it was an Acapulco number.
Her parents have a house there. It must be her.
Okay, give me the number that called you.
744-279-2964.
Okay.
Hello.
Did you do the homework?
If I was tough on you, it was…
to help you.
Yeah, I know.
Clau.
You're very talented.
You are.
Thanks.
You don't believe me.
I'll prove it.
I want you to be in my next play, The House of Bernarda Alba.
-Are you serious? -Very.
Adela?
-Of course! -Obviously.
Thank you.
Don't tell anyone.
I swear.
We'll talk later.
-Morning, guys. -Good morning.
Hand in your essays.
-We're about to start. -Why are you so happy?
What is it?
Why did you help me?
I'm out of paint.
It's in the buckets over there. Go quickly.
Are you kidding? I'm running out of paint.
We've already skipped enough classes,
and I don't think he'll want to help us.
We don't know that.
Plus, he's the only person who can, to be honest.
How do you know María's involved?
Well, I don't, but…
Look, it says she's online.
Bruno.
What are you doing here? Leave me alone.
I need you to help me track this number's location.
I got sent to jail for hacking.
I couldn't help you even if I wanted to. Okay?
Hey, do you still want your money?
I'm guessing you do, so you can stop working here.
-Raúl said he'd pay me. -Sure.
But if I ask him,
he might not.
It's true.
I could get in big trouble, Sofía.
This is the number.
Excuse me.
Are you sure?
You could really use that money, right?
Breathe.
Push. A little more. Almost there.
Okay, enough. Sit down.
Stop clowning around.
Kids, grow up.
I'm begging you,
save your stories about explosive diarrhea at school
for somewhere else.
Let's find something more interesting.
That's the address.
Acapulco?
It's an Acapulco number, yes.
-But the phone is here in Mexico City. -Where?
Here.
Don't ever come back here.
Next essay.
Something interesting.
Claudia, center stage.
Lie down.
Alex, Pablo, Pepe.
Seven people are around this woman,
fighting over a bag full of money.
She's on a rooftop. She trips and falls.
She hits the sidewalk. She's dying, okay?
So, emotionally connect to the situation.
Pablo, save her.
Alex, pick up the money that's falling.
Guys, listen up! She's dying.
Pablo, she's dying. It'll be your fault if you don't save her.
Come on, everyone. That's it!
Connect to what's happening.
Pablo, she's going to die! Do something! Pay attention.
Help her. Everyone around her. Take it seriously.
Feel it. Pepe. Feel it.
Feel it. Please!
Pablo, if she dies, it's your fault!
Don't leave her there.
If she dies, it's your fault.
She's bleeding to death. What are you doing?
It's your fault!
Your fault!
Pablo!
Please!
-What are you doing? -The situation's kind of intense.
I think Pablo's nervous. We should give him a second, right?
DO YOUR NEW FRIENDS KNOW YOU'RE A FAGGOT, GERRY?
Look who it is.
My golden boy.
What's up?
What's up, my…
-What's wrong with you, asshole? -What the hell?
Boss!
-Hey, calm down. -He's stirring up trouble again.
Come on. Back to work.
All of you, come on.
-What's going on? -I don't know what his deal is.
That's why you're here. To work.
Clau!
-It was you, right? -What?
-You wrote that essay. -I didn't--
-You think you're such a badass! -It wasn't me!
-You'll drive us all crazy. Just stop! -Clau, damn it!
I think I know who it was.
María.
Yeah.
I'm sorry, there's no answer.
She must have gone out. Can you take us to the room, please?
I can't do that.
You do know it's illegal to rent a room to a minor, right?
Come with me, please.
-Is it really illegal? -I don't know.
But it worked.
If you want to go in, you do it. I don't want to get involved.
-How kind of you. -Thank you.
Natalia, what are you doing here?
Surprise.
-When did you get here? -Where's María?
-Don't touch my stuff. -I need to know where your sister is.
I know she's behind this.
-Damn it, Sofía! -Where is she?
María's dead.