Élite (2018) s05e04 Episode Script

1
If personal data is the
modern equivalent of oil,
the data of the most
influential families is gold.
I understand, but the risk
isn't worth the profit.
The profit is immeasurable, Benjamín.
What? You want it all for yourself?
For you and your
precious holding, right?
I don't know what you're talking about.
I have evidence, Benjamín.
Evidence that could
destroy you in a second.
You and all your companies.
Just share the wealth with
me, and nothing will go wrong.
CHARITY AUCTION LAS
ENCINAS AND LAKE CLUB
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to our auction.
The proceeds of which will be
put towards funding scholarships
for for students who show promise
but who might not have the financial
means to attend Las Encinas.
The ones who are truly deserving.
Because we all know those
who change the world do so
with their talent, regardless
of their background.
So I'm appealing to your generosity.
And I hope, together, we can make
this fundraiser truly unforgettable.
Thank you all.
Patrick?
No idea.
Morning
Omar? The guests' party favors are ?
- In the storeroom.
- And the canapés?
- In ten minutes.
- Great.
- You see where the dossiers got placed?
- I think over there.
- All right. Okay. Thanks.
- No problem.
Everyone's asleep
But I'm still groovin'
Tuesday morning
Oh man.
Uh, hey there.
Yeah. Hi.
Uh, Mencía, this is
Jess. And Jess, Mencía.
Ah, so this is Menci, is it?
"Menci," huh?
- You told her about me?
- Nah. Just gave her context.
- Right.
- Mm.
Well, it's a pleasure, Jessie.
Jess.
- Right.
- Mm.
Mencía. Found them.
Mm. Thank you.
- Give me the phone.
- Let go.
- The phone.
- Don't have one.
Hand it over.
Now.
No, I I don't
- Excuse me.
- Oh.
- You dropped this.
- Thanks.
Of course.
- I was gonna give back the phone.
- Give back my laptop too.
Fuck you.
Omar stuck his neck out to help you,
and you just stabbed him in the back.
Today's really important
for him professionally.
So don't you dare fuck
this up for him. Clear?
- What were you doing?
- Kicking Bilal out.
- Was he here?
- Stealing.
Yeah. Sure.
He pickpocketed a phone.
You made that up. Just admit
you were dickin' around.
Think whatever you want.
I can separate our work
and our personal shit.
You clearly can't.
Are you here to see me?
- I can't stay long. I only have a minute.
- Only one?
I just had a fight with Omar, and
if he sees me here, he'll kill me.
When you're not
studying, you're working.
When you're not
working, you're worn out.
Look, I'd love to hang
out with you all the time
and study, but I can't do it.
Pretty please?
See you later, okay?
Thanks.
For you.
Thanks.
Well?
What?
Let's meet new people
today. C'mon. You first.
What are you into? Businessmen?
- Ugh, so boring.
- You're not wrong.
- Okay. What about students, for example?
- No, no, no. Yeah, no.
- No more students, please. Ever.
- Okay, um
Well, then, over in the back, the uh
What are they? Drug dealers, I guess.
I mean, look at them.
- Close enough. They're soccer players.
- We're in trouble.
The one in the middle is Iván
Carvalho's father. Know who that is?
- No way.
- Mm.
As far as eye candy that won't make us
think too hard, they're not bad, right?
Yeah. Who needs
interesting conversation?
- Maybe they could surprise us, right?
- You never know.
Hi. What's up, guys?
- What's up?
- You boys care if we join you, or ?
Of course not, gatinhas.
Sorry, what?
Sorry. He said, um, "You're beautiful."
- Ah.
- Oh.
Literally, "cats." Little ones.
So, we're little kittens, huh? Okay.
You soccer players sure
are direct, aren't you?
There you are, already scoring goals.
Ooh!
I think, like, even a
little bit. You know?
Excuse me.
I hate seeing so much
potential go to waste because
you don't believe in yourself.
- My potential isn't paying my bills.
- You mean you're scared?
I'm not scared. I'm realistic.
That makes me unreal? Hmm?
What I've achieved, coming
from the same place as you,
- is that unreal too?
- You know what I meant by that, though.
No, I don't know, but
you can explain it.
Summer love
Coming to need
Not only are you scared,
you're making excuses.
That's a shame.
There are influential people here
today I wanted to introduce you to
for future internships, but
since you're dressed like
a waiter and not like a guest
What do you think I should
do? Hang up my uniform?
Priorities, Samuel.
Benjamín, I hope
everything's good so far.
If you'll excuse us
- Do I have to be on your back all day?
- He pulled me aside. What should I do?
Your job, dude.
Or were you just on
another break of yours?
Since you'll make my
life miserable anyway
- What's this?
- I quit.
Let's see how you get by today
with one less waiter, Omar.
Hey, Samuel!
Dammit, dude!
You little sh
Sir?
You okay?
Hello. I'd like a sparkling
water. With lime, not lemon.
And a little baby sprinkle
of turmeric. Thanks.
- Cynthia
- Hey, sweetie.
I can't send to ya
- What's wrong?
- I quit.
I mean, fuck this shitty
job. I'm out, you know?
- Seriously?
- Yes.
Oh, honey. That's great!
- Baby, let's order something to celebrate.
- Not now.
Gotta return the uniform, tell
the manager, and find your dad.
He's introducing me to important
people. Know where he is?
- My father?
- Yeah.
- He's someplace.
- Okay.
Hey, but why can't
you just stay with me?
Later, all right?
We'll celebrate later.
But I get that you feel I'm wrong
You feel that I know
All the pain you showed me
Actually, I don't want a sparkling
water. I want a gin and tonic.
Any brand will work.
No, make that two gin and tonics.
Uh, um Can I come up for air?
I mean, just so just
so so I don't die.
Like, not suffocate. I
mean, that kinda thing.
Yeah, but every minute I'm not
kissing you is one I can't get back.
Yeah.
Okay. Which Twilight film
did you escape from, dude?
Has no one shown strong
feelings for you before?
It's not that. No, no. No.
But just pace yourself,
okay? Pace yourself a smidge.
- Smidge? I'm pacing myself.
- Yeah. Let me grab you one. Okay?
- I want a gin and tonic.
- No. Absolutely not.
- I am getting you some water.
- No, not water.
Your sobriety's as existent as
your filter right now, all right?
- Wait for me here.
- I'll wait forever, boo.
Hmm. Okay.
Jesus H. Christ.
Why the computer?
To organize the auction.
The bids, the purchases and
sales, the participants
Your dad went from not
trusting you to total trust.
That's because I have earned it.
It's what you always wanted.
To be daddy's little girl.
How's your little girl doing?
I mean, wouldn't it be cheaper
to buy a box of suction cups
and just, like, get it over with?
Then you wouldn't have
to try to speak to her.
She's like glue to your boo.
I think the word you're
looking for is "affectionate."
And super thoughtful, and
she's basically all over me.
- She's smothering?
- She's not smothering.
- Oh, no?
- No, I did not say that.
It's just I'm not used to having someone
give me all the
attention that I deserve.
You know what?
Don't want that drink anymore. Good
luck with the auction, all right?
I've been lookin' for you.
Something wrong?
No, nothing. Just the stress
and pressure of all this stuff.
It's nothing.
Of course. Well, you're doin' great.
You think so?
Mm-hmm.
I'm proud of your work today.
I didn't know you drank.
Only once in a while.
Why'd you text me, Ari?
To come get fresh air.
- Iván, can I ask you a question?
- Yeah.
Your father and you are
filthy rich, isn't that right?
What?
I meant that you don't have more
only because there aren't
enough days in the year.
What's this all about?
Just tell me. C'mon.
Are you and your father
filthy stinking rich or not?
Well, obviously, my dad is.
I knew it.
Why ask?
Is that what you want? A rich guy?
Oh, no, no, no. Uh-uh.
What I want is a guy who
doesn't need anything.
Who doesn't need me.
Understand that?
Mm.
Let's go.
- Come here.
- What are you doin'?
- This isn't yours, is it?
- No.
- Do you know how to drive it?
- Not at all.
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo!
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo!
Sir?
Hello?
Hey!
Hey!
You're not supposed to use
the boats! What the fuck, guys!
Bilal!
Well, what what I'm interested in
at Las Encinas is trying
to remove the barriers
that challenge so many young artists
that have lots of talent
but, uh, not the resources.
That's interesting and very necessary.
So, Dad, I have to go
organize the auction items now.
- It's about to start, okay?
- Mm-hmm. Better?
I am. Thanks.
And that's pretty much been my line
of work over the last few months.
Hmm?
Why wait
Could I borrow you?
Mm, yes. Ah, excuse me, please.
I did it.
I just quit my job.
I'm going all in on Las Encinas.
On any internship or whatever it takes.
Why wait
That's if you still wanna help.
Hmm.
Uh uh, yes. Can you bring me a
blue pinstripe suit to the Lake Club?
Size?
This guy's been dead a really long time.
That's impossible.
He disappeared. They said he ran off.
Huh?
This guy, I know who he is.
Well, at the time, it
was such a big scandal
because if my father married my
mother, it would be the first time a
a commoner married
Am I boring you or something?
- Huh?
- I said, am I boring you?
No. No, no. I'm listening.
I'm sending a super important
text, but but it's done now.
- Go on. Tell me.
- What was I speaking about? Huh?
Your family and all that stuff.
"All that stuff."
I'm gonna go get something to drink.
- You checked out, didn't you?
- No, no. I was paying attention.
Do you want a Rum? Vodka?
- What do you want?
- Nothing. I'm avoiding alcohol.
- A Long Island. To make you less uptight.
- I said no.
Were you not listening?
Okay, baby. How about
an orange juice, then?
An orange juice, yeah. All right, then.
Thanks a ton.
Well, let's move on, without further
ado, to the first lot in the auction.
A rather unique sculpture.
Made of Murano glass, of course.
- By the artist Angelo Davide
- Hey, excuse me. Dad!
I'm sorry.
Generously donated by the Monte family.
Dad, I'm sorry. I'm
here now. Hey! Sorry.
Please. I'm sorry. Move.
The starting price for the
bidding is set at 10,000 euros.
- C'mon. Move. Fuck.
- It's
Excuse me.
I'm sorry.
- Patrick.
- Ooh. I'm sorry.
Oh my God.
Have them clean this up and settle
the payment for the sculpture.
How am I supposed to ?
Samuel really kicked you out
of the house because of me?
No, Bilal. I made that up.
I'm gonna call the police.
Uh, please wait until I leave. Or
else they're gonna pin this on me.
Ah, fuck!
My cell must have died in
the water. Do you have one?
No. Otherwise, you wouldn't steal one.
I can't go back to the club
like this, with my uniform wet.
I can sneak in and maybe find someone.
Okay.
Look for Rebeka.
Brunette, in a tracksuit,
long nails, tacky jewelry.
Um, uh, likely with
another chick, making out.
With another chick? For real?
Save the homophobia for later,
when there aren't dead bodies
lying around. Okay, man? Okay?
- Sorry.
- Thank you. Find Rebeka.
Why don't I find Samuel?
It really bugs me you're
not talking 'cause of me.
- And he's your best friend.
- Find Rebeka.
- Go on.
- Okay. Okay.
Fuck.
Okay. So you're totally gonna deny
that you're here with me
because I'm a young woman.
One that you can
Uh, I mean, potentially take to bed
so you can keep thinking you're still
an energetic, young 20-year-old, right?
I am not in the habit of,
uh, sleeping with girls
in my son's circle.
Oh, well, that's too bad.
You even have a moral code.
- Yeah, I do.
- Hmm? Yeah, for sure.
Well, maybe I should
throw mine out the window,
and then I can start setting my sights
on mature, older men with
their heads screwed on straight,
like yours is maybe.
That's a great idea.
And stop setting my sights on
these lost, messed-up, and
confused spoiled brats all the time.
Hmm?
Well, I finished my drink.
Have you gone to see the pier?
No.
No? Oh, it's beautiful.
You have to see it.
If you wanna head over there,
I'll get a couple of
drinks and show it to you.
Right now?
Yeah, now, if it's okay with you.
Yeah. I think that'd be great.
Okay.
No. You sit down!
- Know the price of that sculpture?
- You'll pay for it.
Well, I'm sure for
you, it's like peanuts.
- Are you high right now?
- No.
Have you seen your eyes?
It's a reaction.
A reaction to what? To being a disgrace?
As if any of this affects you.
'Cause now you have
that suck-up, Samuel.
The perfect son you can play daddy to.
Since you can't stand the selfish
queer you got as a real son.
- Come on.
- That you're ashamed of every day.
You gonna cry about it? Right
now? You're such a child.
It must have been real
torture for you to outlive Mom
and have to always lug
us around with you, right?
You think everyone is so mediocre.
Even your family, beginning
with your children.
You even thought Mom was weak.
But she chose to see the good
in everyone. In her children!
Even in a pathetic man with
delusions of grandeur like you.
Stop it!
Hey!
I said stop it!
You've never laid a
hand on us before this.
Mm. Mm.
Benjamín's having me
consider a career in law.
Right now we're just trying to
find the right university for me.
Excuse me just a moment. I'll
be, uh, right back. Just a sec.
Excuse me.
Why are you here?
- Samuel, I'm sorry.
- I told you to leave.
- Listen to me
- Leave, or I'll call the police.
- Omar needs your help.
- Okay. So what?
I quit. What's the problem?
We found a dead guy's
body floating in the lake,
and Omar knows who he is.
Huh?
It's so cold!
Let me help you.
Ah, it's so cold.
- Just to warm us up a bit.
- Yeah.
Better?
What? Huh?
Patrick.
What's wrong?
Can I help?
Leave me the fuck alone, all right?
Uh, excuse the interruption.
It's time that we continue
on with the next lot,
which is a unique donation from
one of our most illustrious guests.
Uh, from Cruz Carvalho,
who's actually here with us right now.
Uh, Cruz?
Okay. I can't see him right
now, but I assure you, he's here.
Okay. As I was saying,
this is a sculpture
by contemporary artist Carlos Moncas.
It's signed by the
artist and comes with
- Hey.
- Hey.
How's your evening going? Well?
Super happy. Great.
It's just great. Fucking awesome.
You feeling a little
too fucking awesome?
- No.
- No?
I'm fine.
Are you on drugs?
Oh, Caye, Caye, Caye.
Can I not be doing well
unless I'm with you?
The royal arrogance. Two points.
- And you?
- What about me?
You can't have a prince, so you
chase the king of soccer? No?
Ah, I figured it out.
That's what this is.
Two Long Island iced teas.
Wow. They don't have
anything with more alcohol?
You don't control me.
- No, never.
- Getting anything?
- I ordered two gin and tonics.
- Mm!
Two gin and tonics. Mm.
Perfect for getting to know someone.
Oh wow. You got it.
Ah, thanks.
I mean, maybe that's what we have to do.
- What is?
- Open up more to other people.
Stop being so stuck on each other.
Mm-hmm.
Caye, what you and I
feel is very special.
But I don't think it's
going anywhere, honestly.
Because you're held back by
your need to look after me.
And I'm held back by the constant
need to never disappoint you.
So, it's probably best
we go our separate ways.
And and breathe freer.
No?
Sure.
- Hmm?
- Mm-hmm.
Do I hear 15,000? 15,000.
Going once. Going twice.
Thank you, sir.
What the fuck, Bilal?
Hey. Now that you're both here,
I feel awful you guys are
fighting because of me.
Shut up.
I need to think.
I've tried to figure out what to do.
Should I tell Ari and Mencía or
maybe call the police directly?
I don't know, man. I'm lost.
This is way above my pay grade.
Maybe we should call the
police. Don't you think?
Fuck it. Of course we
should call. Come on.
No. Don't call them.
Then who?
Fucking Benjamín? No way.
Rebe.
She and I helped Guzmán
dump this guy in the lake.
Excuse me?
This very beautiful
Bohemian glass goblet,
property of our beloved
Herrera de Miguel family
for over six generations,
which has a starting
price of 15,000 euros.
Who will offer 15,000?
Ah? Sold.
The next lot.
Mixed-media oil and collage.
The work of the virtuosic hands of
Argentinean artist Gabriela Rosales.
A starting price of 12,000 euros.
One-of-a-kind diamond
necklace, crafted with olivine
from the Kilauea volcano
in Hawaii, inspired by the
extinct Russian Czarist Empire.
With a starting price of 200,000 euros.
What's cookin', Samuel?
What?
And it's sold.
Charge this for me
and keep an eye on it.
Okay. Excuse me, sir. Please,
can you charge this phone?
Yeah? Thank you.
Menci. Uh, I have a favor to ask you.
I'm busy enough with the auction.
Yeah, uh, the thing is, this
is an emergency, you know?
I need to pop out for a moment.
It'll be just a sec, but I'll be back.
Could be longer, or it might
be quick, but I'll be back.
Can you stay with Jess?
You're kidding, right?
Look at her.
So drunk, she doesn't know
where she is. Stumbling all over.
I can't leave her along because
she might crack her head, crash
Rebeka, you're asking your ex to
look after your I don't know.
- I don't know. Your girlfriend?
- We're just friends.
Okay. Your "just friend."
No. I mean, I don't care.
I wouldn't ask you to do
it if it weren't important.
Please, Menci.
I'll go get her. Thanks.
Sorry about earlier.
Ah, no problem. Don't worry.
You feeling better?
Yeah.
What happened with your father?
I always felt like an
outsider in this family.
You know?
As if I had to apologize
for having survived
the accident that killed my mother.
Clearly, my dad wanted
a different type of son.
They all want a
different type of Patrick.
Everyone.
- Nobody loves me as I am.
- Come on.
Don't say that.
No, seriously. I'm over it.
No one ever notices me.
Like, I do my own fucking thing,
I keep not needing anyone, and
I can still get whatever I want.
And I'm sick of it.
That's not true.
That no one notices you.
No one.
Not possible.
Holy shit.
- You seem kinda intelligent.
- Yeah. That's 'cause I am intelligent.
That's 'cause you're
an intelligent bitch.
Why'd you let her get away, then? Hmm?
What do you mean?
You still seem to like
her a bit. A little.
You know, she won't
stop talking about you.
It's like, "Menci this." It's
like, "Menci that." You know?
- "Menci." She calls you that.
- Yeah, I know. She calls me Menci.
Hmm.
- You can imagine that gets under my skin
- Listen.
I have to work, okay? So
would you mind not ?
Appreciate it. Thank you.
Mm.
Mm.
Excuse me?
Can I please have another one of these?
Thanks. Mm.
You like that she
talks about you, right?
I mean, if you like her,
she's all yours, dude.
No problemo.
If you wanna be with her,
I'll step aside, hundo P.
Thanks.
But say it, you know? Be clear.
But what you can't do is reject
her and be there, constantly just
orbiting around her.
Tell her you're out of the
picture because I'm already fed up
with her talking about you all day.
What? Not gonna say anything?
I mean, like, if you'd rather go on
doing damage but playing the victim
Well, great, sugar.
Like, what can I say?
But be careful, okay?
Yeah. Because you might
have to deal with me.
And if you come between Rebe and me
I'll get you out of the picture.
Yeah, sure. I'll make sure she
finds out what a shit person you are.
So you won't fucking see her ever again.
I swear.
Understand?
I gotta pee. I've been
holdin' it for a while. Cool.
Holy That's a fuckin' smell.
- Rebe, c'mon.
- Absolutely not.
Man, that smell is seeping
into my bone marrow.
- I can't. Let Omar help.
- No. Don't drag Omar into this.
At least try. C'mon.
No, I can't do it, dude. I can't.
Rebe, we did it once before.
Then he had just died. Now he
might decompose in our hands.
- Who knows?
- Just try. Please.
Don't think about it. Just grab.
Grab that.
I told you, man. I can't,
Samuel. I told you that.
Hey. Omar's fucking upset.
Oh God.
Omar. Omar, hon. We wanted to
keep you out of it to protect you.
Who knew about this?
Guzmán, Rebe, and I.
And Ander?
Who knows? Guzmán might've
told him, but it's hard to say.
Dude! When exactly did you guys
become a bunch of murderers?
- Hey. We didn't kill him, okay?
- And?
You're accomplices.
Uh, sorry, but let's not
lose perspective here.
The world's way better without
this piece of shit in it, okay?
I mean, he was a victimizer,
abuser, rapist. Should I go on?
And you gave me shit
because of a computer?
Can you help us? We
really need you, man.
For what?
Are we sinking him again? Ten-hut.
We're just a bunch of fucking kids!
We don't know what we're
doing with our lives,
never mind how to
handle a body! That's it.
- We're gonna call the police now.
- No.
- Think about Guzmán and the two of us.
- Can you think about me? Huh?
What about me, dude?
- I found him. I know everything now.
- I'm sorry, Omar.
Things just are how they are, okay?
You're my best friend.
You always will be.
Well, now your best friend is
telling you to call the police, okay?
A FRESH START. KISSES, ARMANDO
Fine.
I'll call them.
But I'm asking you one last favor.
You don't know anything.
Hurry up. Leave.
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