IN THE SUMMER OF 2021 A GROUP OF TEENAGERS
WHO WERE ON A END-OF-COURSE TRIP
WERE LOCKED DOWN FOR 10 DAYS IN A HOTEL IN MALLORCA.
WHAT HAPPENED IN THERE WAS NEVER TOLD TO US
Our generation…
is full of rage.
A rage that comes from the misery that you've left us.
From the structural violence that we endure under your system.
Wherever you look, the system is screwing someone over,
but no one is doing anything about it.
You've given us a shitty present…
and an uncertain future.
It's impossible to be optimistic.
And when we ask to be heard,
instead, we are criminalized.
And we're sick of it.
Come on!
We're kicking off this hot summer day with a song.
- Do I have everything? Am I late? - Wait. Listen.
This song is dedicated to Gala, who is listening to us.
- Your parents are proud of who you are. - What?
A little birdie has told me that you're smart, responsible, and soon,
you will be a college student.
Congratulations for all the hard work in high school
that's opening up a world of possibilities.
- You're the best. - Don't forget that we love you, okay?
- Enjoy your trip to Mallorca… - I love you too.
…and remember, the future has no limits for you.
We trust you.
One and a half meters is the distance that must be kept between people…
Remember that when you get back, your mother and I want an answer.
Mandatory wearing of face masks on transportation…
Are you listening to me or not?
The fine for not wearing one is…
The regulations also establish specific measures in offices,
shops and schools, in order to avoid having crowds
- and to reduce infections. - Sam!
Decide what you're going to do.
Hi, Mario Army, what's up?
We're at the port. We just got here.
What? What is that you see behind us? It's the fucking ferry, guys!
We're going to Mallorca We're going to Mallorca
Don't go. Stay.
We'll hang out all day.
Alone.
How can I not go? It's our graduation trip,
the last time all of us high schoolers are going to be together.
I'm kidding, little witch.
Of course you have to go.
I love you.
You haven't done it yet, bro?
Fuck, Toto, bro, I was just about to do it, you motherfucker.
- But look at the time, bro. - I know! I'm going!
- I can't. - Of course you can.
Benja.
Benja, Benja, Benja.
Fuck it, damn it.
Benja, Benja, Benja…
GRADUATION TRIP: MALLORCA
This whole graduation trip thing needs to be stopped.
It's a nightmare for a teacher.
Besides, don't you see that anyone over 30 is the enemy to them?
No. I'm one of them.
Oh, yeah? Well, look, there you have them. All yours, hon. Go play.
On top of everything, after having been on lockdown,
they're like baboons out of a cage.
Come on, everyone!
I'm just going to take a Lorazepam and that's it.
Gala!
Congratulations again on that 13.96 on your college entrance exam.
Impressive, huh? Well…
- Thanks. - Impressive.
- Let's see. Are we all here? - My friend is the best.
Yes!
Palma de Mallorca, Palma of my pussy.
- This is all solid. A wipe… - Guys, the face masks.
- Nicky. - Sorry.
Should I go? Can I go?
- Can I go? - Go ahead.
Thank you.
- No hands, guys, check it out. - Say hi.
Careful, little chicken.
He's dead.
Mario, what do you expect from this trip?
- Party. - Beach.
Girls.
- For Mercury to not be in retrograde. - Is that bad?
No, but it's not good either.
To go nuts.
Oh, yeah? Tell us about that.
- Good things are in the works. - In the works.
- Gala, what do you expect from this trip? - Stop it!
Work it, BJ!
Yeah! That's right, work it, BJ!
Rebeca, dance all you want, but don't smoke. I can see you!
Mallorca!
- Fucking hell. - Dibs on the big bed.
- You're trippin', honey. - Come on, let's go.
Mario, come on!
- Wow! - This is so cool!
It's awesome!
I'll get the bags, okay? Stay here.
Okay, please, put your phones away
and listen.
Guys, we'll leave our luggage and meet at 2:00 p.m. at Arenal Beach, okay?
Oops, no, not "alarm." Sorry.
- Hey. What's up, kid? - What's up?
- All good? - Listen, bro.
What's up? Hand me that white suitcase.
Sure, bro.
Hey, I have a little surprise for you.
- A little surprise? - Yeah. If you want, tonight,
- in Magaluf… - Go!
…if we meet, we could… You know.
- Bye, Benjamín. - Come on!
What's going on, bro?
- Come on! - Hey!
- Did you get that? - If I got it?
I captured it!
Let's go.
Mood, Aphrodite.
No, this is a great shot. Pose, Nicky, come on.
Bitches.
Guys, let's check in now.
- Come on! - Coming!
- Dude, the bag! - Come on, Nicky!
- Room tour, Mallorca! - I can't believe it!
- Oh, my God, Mario! - Oh, my God!
- So cool! Dude, look at this room! - Mario, a swan!
Magaluf outfit!
- Wow! - What?
- Mario! - What?
- The pool. - The pool!
The pool!
What?
Wow!
- Mallorca - Mallorca
- Yeah, Mallorca - Mallorca
Yeah, yeah, Mallorca!
- The good bed is mine! - No!
No way!
I want this one. This one's mine!
No, it's mine!
- Get off! - It's mine, no, it's mine.
- So cool, huh? - Yeah.
Girl, this is crazy.
- So crazy. - This is crazy.
- It's really crazy, Gala. - Yeah.
RosD2 just DM'ed me.
- Who? - RosD2, girl.
The influencer from Mallorca I showed you, the one with the videos, remember?
Girl, he's inviting me to his house tomorrow
to record the challenge for Tini's last song.
- Tomorrow? - Yes, tomorrow!
Isn't that incredible?
- Girl. - It's awesome, isn't it?
Something like this is what I needed to finally take that leap, Gala.
But I thought that we would be together. And all that.
Little chicken, don't worry, okay?
Okay.
It's awesome.
- It's so awesome, Mario. - It's so awesome!
I'm going to call my mother.
Look at yourself, bro.
You always wear the freshest clothes.
You always share the latest memes.
Why would they laugh at you, man?
I don't know.
No, seriously, I don't get it, dude. I swear I don't get it.
I don't fucking get it!
But, whatever. All that is going to change.
As soon as I go to the bathroom and I shit out the pills,
they'll all be eating out of my hand, dude. Like this.
I'm going to be a fucking beast, and they'll be chanting my name!
Benja, Benja, Benja--
Whoever has the drugs rules the buzz.
Did you make that up?
Of course.
- Say what? - Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Totally based.
Aw, man, I miss you already.
I miss you too.
I love you 3,000, little witch.
- I love you. - Hallelujah!
- Finally! - Hey. Hi.
Hey, I can't believe that we still haven't met.
I know we can only do bubbles and things are rough,
but, dude, you've been together for two months already.
Can we hang out when we get back?
- Sure. - I wouldn't make too many plans with Sam,
- but… - It's not better with you, hippie…
- Hey! - During the two years we dated,
- she never showed up on time. - You're such a-- Dude!
Not one fucking time, hippie!
- Facts! - You two dated?
I didn't know.
I mean, not date-date… It was just four shitty kisses.
Didn't you say two years?
Yeah, sure. That's two kisses a year, isn't it?
Well, that's cool that you guys get along so well,
right, Nicky?
I'll see who it is.
- I… - It's all right.
I didn't say anything because we were super young.
I mean, it's not… It was a long time ago.
I'm just surprised you're sharing a room, that's all.
Never mind. I love you.
Let's go, Mallorca awaits!
Come on!
Let's go, Toto, let's go!
Long live Mallorca!
- But, girl, how many have you had already? - No clue. I'm a humanities student.
Bro. All of it!
- Guys, tonight… - You look just like your mother!
…it looks like it's party time. I could go, really, but I won't.
This isn't a game, all right? It might be a game to you,
you're a piece of shit no-name who got nowhere in life.
What do you mean, a game?
- Ana… - Ortrud!
Can you tell them to please stop with the ball?
A kiss for the camera!
Nice mooning!
Petrificus Totalus!
Guys,
these… are going to be the best
five days of our lives.
- To us! - To us!
Dear future me…
It's 2021, and you've turned 18.
You've gone through lots of things this year.
You've endured a pandemic, you've been confined.
I wonder, by the time you hear this, how much more you'll have experienced.
Are you happy? Are you proud of yourself and the choices you made?
I hope you are.
PUBLIC FOCUS
From out-of-control partying to mandatory isolation.
It's been five days since the control protocol
that has left hundreds of young Spanish citizens
locked in their hotels
following a massive outbreak in a nightclub on the island, was activated.
Locked down and quarantined,
they are not authorized to leave their rooms.
They cannot have contact with the rest of their friends either,
making it routine to see them on their balconies.
IBAI GET US OUT OF HERE!
There are complaints of lack of information,
of constant uncertainty,
and they all agree on one thing.
They want to get out and finish their graduation trip.
MASSIVE OUTBREAK IN MALLORCA
But for now, it will just not happen.
Good morning,
and welcome to Public Focus.
Good morning, Antonio, Carlos.
- Good morning, Sara. - I'd like to start by asking a question.
Can I still send my daughter there to be locked up for a few days?
Do you know if there is an age limit?
To send my wife for a week as well so they can lock her up with his daughter.
But the lockdown does not only affect the teenagers,
but also the teachers chaperoning them on their graduation trips.
Hello?
Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Good morning. Hotel Costa Tomás. How may I help you?
Well, I'm calling because supposedly the hotel staff
is available to help us,
- and it has been that way so far. - Thank you.
But today, no one has come. Do you know what's going on?
Yes, look, the police has ordered total isolation of the hotel.
And until the quarantine is over, you will be on your own.
It's very important
that the students stay in their rooms, understood?
What the hell is Nicky doing?
Can you believe this?
People are nuts, dude!
I can't believe she switched rooms so as not to upset her girlfriend.
- We have to come up with a plan, 'cause… - Yeah.
If I shit out these pills, what do we do when I have them in my hand?
If there is no partying, no nothing, fuck.
Nicky, why don't you stop moving the bed?
This aligns my chakras.
Did you change them in Sam's room too?
Are you still bothered about Nicky?
You're annoying, dude.
Come on!
I want to thank my friends
for this diploma. I'm going to miss you so much.
I still can't shit, okay?
There, there. I can feel the condom around there…
Yeah, bro.
Look, look.
It's five…
Mario's a fucking loser, okay?
Stop following him, stop hitting like, because, fuck me,
he just won't stop.
Girl!
My views.
And my views.
- We're alone? - Yeah, bro, we need friends in here.
You're going to talk to the ball?
Gala!
What are you doing, dude?
- What's wrong? - This is bullshit, dude.
Fuck, I know, and what do we do?
It's not fair, dude.
Help. This is bullshit.
We want to get out.
- Grow a pair, bro! - Look at him!
Look at him!
- Come on! - Way to go, man!
Jump in, jump in!
Francisco Javier Durán Navarro,
go back to your room!
Or do you want the cops to come and break it down for you?
Save your "boos."
- I'm fucking sick of this. - Go away!
I'm negative, damn it!
- Come on, Toto, go! - Yes.
- Come on, up! - Up, up!
- Come on, bro. - We're going to get caught.
- Did you hear that? - What?
Is that Toto? Dude, it's the guys.
Dude.
- Help me. - Come on.
Yo!
- What's up? Come here! - What are you guys doing?
What's up, girl?
- Guys, please. - What's with that face?
- Help me down! - Come on, get inside.
- Ortrud is going to hear us! Get in. - Did you miss us?
I was scared shitless.
Girl, I've missed you!
Are you out of your mind?
- I can't stand this confinement anymore. - How are you?
What were you doing with the cards?
Nothing, Nicky was reading them and I got the death card, right?
- Really? Are you going to die? - It's not literal.
I'm worried about the tower card.
- Yeah, I'm worried about other things. - You were dealt a shitty hand, babe.
- Deal them again, right, babe? - Do you want me to read yours too?
I'll pass. I don't need you to read my cards
to know that everything is going to fucking shit.
It's more than obvious. Look at us.
We should be partying, dude.
Drunk. And not fucking locked up in here again!
At least we're all together, right?
Yeah, bro, but this trip was supposed to be our last dance, you know?
The usual crew, all six of us. Full malianteo.
- Not this, bro! - Yep.
Even my meet up with RosD2 has gone to shit.
This whole "new normal," look,
I'm fucking done with the new normal!
Say it, say it, dude!
- Fucking done already! - It's the truth.
Do you think we will ever go back to the old normal?
Who cares, man? The old normal was fucking bullshit too.
No matter what we do, we're fucked.
- Always the optimist. - Hey, I'm just saying facts.
Our parents' generation has left us everything fucked up!
Don't you have any alcohol?
- No. - But how…
No, no, no.
Seriously? I can't deal with this jail time sober.
Listen, I saw some girls in jail that got totally drunk off this shit.
You know what really fucking gets me about all this?
That if Sam is right and everything goes to shit, then…
Then all my effort was for nothing!
Sam, don't even think about it.
- No, little chicken-- - The thing is…
if I had known, I would have worked a little less all these years
and I would have partied a little harder with you guys.
Honey, you partying a little harder is impossible.
Hey, I can crazy party if I want to.
Honey, no.
- Yes! - No!
- Please. - Yes I can!
- Why are you laughing? - Because you can't, little chicken.
I can't?
- Come on! - Come on!
Tell them, honey. Tell these losers that we're going to show them right now.
- Okay! - Come with me to look for alcohol.
Boom!
- Nice. - Out there?
What if we get caught?
The teachers are making their rounds in the hallways.
That's why I need you to cover me. Come on.
No, they'll tell my parents!
Besides, I'm terrible at covering people.
- Come on… - Shit, bro.
Should we go?
Fine.
- Will you come with me, hippie? - Me? No.
I don't even feel like drinking that much.
You don't feel like it or you're not allowed to?
- What are you trying to say? - What am I trying to say?
- What I'm saying is-- - I'll go with her.
That's what she means, right?
Yeah, besides,
this way I'll record some content.
I've been uploading videos from my room for five days.
- Hey, vodka. - Vodka? Okay.
Guys, don't make noise, please.
Are you crazy? If they catch you, you're screwed!
What if they see you?
Whaaaaat? It's terrifying with the hotel empty!
What's up, Mario Army?
Okay, guys, we're sneaking out of the room.
If this video gets a million likes,
I promise I will give myself fucking bangs. I'll shave it!
I'm crazy. I'm losing my mind, I'm losing it. I'm crazy.
Am I crazy or not?
I'm crazy.
Come on, run. Upstairs.
- Stop! - Wait, someone is coming.
- Hey, hey, hey! - Shit, man.
Where are you going?
Ma'am, we're getting some food. We're starving.
You're killing us.
Hey, don't start with me, "We're starving," okay?
- What do you want, a special menu? - What do we do?
I can't take it anymore. A good slap is what you need!
- Run! - She's going to hit us!
- Run! - Shit!
I have no problem doing it, you can sue me.
- Fucking hell! - Run!
- I swear I'll hit you! Captain Tapioca! - What are you doing?
- Don't hit us! - You can't go out!
- We're alone! - Ma'am, who are you?
- You're not mine? - Yours?
- What high school do you go to? - High school?
Cristóbal San Remo?
Run.
- Where are you from? - Run!
What?
Get into your rooms! You can catch the bug anyway!
Ma'am, please…
I want to go into my room,
take a Lorazepam, and knock out.
Score.
I'm going to get a cart.
Sam, how's it going?
I hope you're all right and that, since now you have time,
you'll think about what you want to do…
Hello?
There's no one.
Fuck.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, it's nothing.
Is it Nicky and her girlfriend again?
Oh, that one…
I don't get a good vibe from that girl.
- I think Nicky deserves better. - Wait.
You don't like your ex's new girlfriend.
That's so strange.
I'm not jealous.
I swear she is totally controlling, okay?
Don't you see the toxic girlfriend red flags?
She forced her to change rooms!
- She won't even let her drink, Mario. - Sam.
Don't get involved. Don't get involved, okay?
- Room service! - What?
Service. Room serv--
What is this?
- Guys, we're alone in the hotel. - Oh, my God.
- What? - There's no one!
- Come on! - How are we?
We're alone!
- Pour more, more! - Nutjob!
I'd like to propose a toast, to us, okay? We deserve it, because we're the shit.
- Yes. - To my little angel.
To my influencer. To my crazy girl. To my little witch.
And who are you, dude?
A fucking beast!
I'll grab your balls and eat them, okay?
Because even if everything is going to shit, you are all…
- What? - Benja.
- Ow, fucking hell.
- What's wrong? - What is he doing?
- Benja. - What's wrong with him?
- Benja. - Stop it, girl.
What's wrong, Benja? Don't kid us.
- No, no! - What's wrong?
- Benja, what's wrong? - Dude!
Stop recording!
I told you, bro. That it wasn't a good idea.
- No. You didn't say anything, okay? - What?
- Well…
He swallowed some condoms full of ecstasy pills before we came
and he hasn't shit in five days.
What?
Benja, don't you know how dangerous that is?
- Just a little, right? - "Just a little"? Fuck.
- It was inside a condom-- - Just shut up.
Take this. I take it when I'm constipated because of exams.
Okay, thanks.
But I'm feeling a little better now.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Yeah, don't worry-- - Okay.
- Damn. - Oh, my God.
- Benja. - Shit.
- Oh, my God, it really hurts. I'm dying. - Take the laxatives now, please.
Gastric acid can dissolve the condom and you could overdose.
- What? - Yep.
It's true, I saw it on a show on Mega,
- that was called… - Border Control.
There was a mule who did the same thing and died.
Died?
You know which one I like? Supersize Structures.
No, what about Pawn Stars?
Wow! Pawn Stars! Get out of here.
You, who am I, huh?
I've called my friend Mark Hall,
the manager at the Clark County Museum,
to come have a look at this.
- Jesus, you're terrible at this. - I wasn't so bad.
- Really bad… - Awful.
- He doesn't do that. - Girl…
Are you for real? Am I going to die?
No, bro. It's not literal. Death can mean lots of things.
- Right, Nicky? - In this case, it would be literal.
God!
That's it.
- No! - So fucking gross, man.
What are you doing? They're really strong.
I take half. If not, I get diarrhea.
Fuck…
Guys.
- Hide. - No… Did we get caught?
- No, little chicken, take a deep breath. - We got caught.
- They're gonna catch us, bro. - I can't fucking move!
Peekaboo… Excuse us. Can we come in?
- Of course. Come in. - Man!
We heard noise and wanted to see what was happening.
And if we could join in.
- What the fuck are you doing? - What is this, hide-and-seek?
- My God! - Have the teachers seen you?
- Of course not. - What is this?
- What's all this you've got here? - So, a drink?
- Could you hear us a lot? - That's why we're here, sweetie.
- A big drink. - Get up.
- Careful. - What are you doing?
- Come on! - What's up?
Come on.
Get out of here.
The last thing I need is to watch you shit yourself.
Careful!
- Fuck off, now. - Well then, we'll go--
Where do you think you're going?
Are you going to go with him to take a shit?
I don't know. No…
Bro, if you need anything, let me know, okay?
I'll let you know, okay?
You, drink. A shot for this little kid, please.
- Here. - Come on.
- Guys, don't make too much noise, okay? - Gala, honey.
- Girl! - Such a snatch!
What a catch!
And for fuck's sake, down their hatch!
- Spin it! - Go!
- Hey! What's up? - The goods are here, baby.
More people? What?
Guys, the gel!
Gel?
- Nicky, your turn. - What do I have to answer?
- What you do for a million euros? - I would do anything.
Oh, yeah?
Would you go to school naked for a million?
Would it have to be right away?
- Who cares? - In summer or winter?
In autumn, so we can see your pussy. Who knows.
Because I would like to go to the gym. It's just that, lately…
Hello. Gel?
…I've let my appearance go a little, you know, bro?
Toto, Toto, Toto!
Would you kill a newborn in front of its parents?
If they ask me to nicely…
Gala, your turn. For a million, what would you do?
- Isn't this getting a little out of hand? - What?
- You're too loud. - But not too drunk!
Let's go!
Dear future me,
right now, you feel lost.
Everything is moving so fast,
and you wonder if you're ready,
if the choices you make today
will take you where you want to be tomorrow.
Do you still feel this way, or have you already found the answers?
Honestly, at this point,
I would like to ask the following question.
Do you think that young people today
don't care about anything at all?
One thing that's become clear to me is that none of them care
that all of this is being paid for with our taxes.
Because all of us are paying for this.
If not, who's paying for the extra child support?
Not to mention the food, okay? The food!
The food that these students are receiving everyday!
Breathe, Carlos, because these kids have to eat, you know?
- And we're paying? - Well, if not us, then who?
Is there an extensive study
about the amount of food that an adolescent takes in?
I mean,
how much does a teenager eat?
For this, today, on Public Focus,
we have an expert nutritionist who specializes in adolescents,
Vicente Serrano. Good evening, Vicente.
Good evening, Sara.
Okay, the first thing we have to think
is that an adolescent is exactly the same as us,
except younger.
Gala, we feel terrible about your trip being ruined.
But you have to be responsible. Now more than ever.
We know that you are not going to let us down.
Kisses. We love you.
- Girls, have some drinks! - No, no, no…
Guys, can you leave, please?
Can you leave? Guys, get out!
Let's see, what would you do for a million euros? Tell us.
For a million bucks?
For a million bucks, I'll shave my eyebrows bald.
- Only your eyebrows? - Little Gala!
- What a party, huh? - Yeah.
- You really rocked it. - The Queen Letizia of the party!
Come on, guys, we're losing focus.
- Music died at least 20 years ago. - Come on!
I grew up listening to the Beatles, Pink Floyd, Spinetta,
in all their eras…
It makes me sad when I hear young people talking about flow…
Excuse me, okay? Sam, can we talk for a minute?
- Of course, yeah. - Yes? Yeah, now.
You'll tell me all this interesting stuff later.
- Come on. - Of course… I'll wait here.
Thanks, I wanted to die, good lord.
Girl, there are too many people.
- Can they leave? - They're just having a drink.
No! We're fucking up. This is illegal.
- Okay, relax. - No, I can't relax!
Come look at this.
- Look at what? - For a million, I'd sell my father.
Gala, I'm calling you and you're not picking up, is something wrong?
I thought I heard some noise in your room.
- I know it's nothing, but… let me know. - No way.
Okay, Sam, what do we do?
If we get caught, they're going to tell our parents.
And if mine find out…
Dude, I'm going to let them down.
Relax, dude, okay?
Don't panic.
What is he doing?
Fine, what do I do?
Fuck. What do I tell her, Sam?
A lie?
- A lie? - Yeah.
What if I get caught?
If you tell her the truth, you'll get caught for sure.
Lie to her, come on.
Let's go. Come on.
- Yes? - Yes.
- Close the door! - Come on.
Come on.
- Hey, Aniuski, how are you? Yes. - "Anuski"?
Nothing's going on here.
- It's just that… - Um…
That…
That… Yeah, we're watching a movie,
and we didn't realize it was so loud. Sorry, okay?
Namaste.
- Namaste? - Yes.
- What are we, 30 years old? - Shut up.
Let's see.
Okay… "Typing."
ANUSKI (TEACHER)
Fucking millennials… Come on!
Come on, God damn it!
Shit…
Fuck!
Seriously?
All that time for this shit?
- Dude, she bought it. - Yes.
I can't believe it.
See how easy it is?
Come on, let's drink.
No, no, no.
One minute, okay?
I don't know what's happening to me.
Let's see.
Okay, don't worry. Breathe.
That's the adrenaline. It's your reward for breaking the rules, okay?
Cool, huh?
Yes.
Want more of this?
Guys!
- Ana, the teacher just texted me… - They go to yoga together!
And she almost caught us, okay?
Turn it down or leave.
Hey! Yes, or no?
Yes!
Gala!
And you…
Here, take it.
Isn't that too strong for you?
Leave her, she's letting her hair down.
Do you want to or not?
I do. Yes, I want to.
- Mario, want some? - No. One minute, please. Not now.
- Hey, but I want to, okay? - Come on!
- Cheers! - Bottoms… you already know.
Fucking shit.
- What's wrong? - I text him, and he leaves me on read.
Since I told him that our school is on lockdown, he hasn't spoken to me.
Mario, if he's ignoring you, his loss, right?
I don't know. I was looking forward to making the video.
You want to make the video? Then you're going to make it.
And with the best dancers… Even better than that Ros-whatever loser.
Yeah! Of course you will, sweetie.
Toto, go get Benja.
- Benja? - Yeah, that way we're all in the video.
Okay, but I don't know if he's in any condition to be in a video.
Sorry. Fuck.
Hello?
Hello!
Hello?
Toto?
Hey!
- Is that you, bro? - Yeah! Are you okay?
I did it, bro.
I finally did it.
It was like giving birth to triplets, but it's done.
I finally shit them out, bro.
Come with me, then.
There's a hell of a party… We're only missing you, bro.
I fucking can't.
I've opened a portal that I can't close.
Every time I get up, I… I shit myself, bro.
Do you think that's because of the laxatives you took?
Well, yeah!
Of course, that's what I was thinking.
Hey, grab the pills, bro.
I left them there, on the desk.
- I don't know about this, bro. - I washed them, asshole.
Listen to what I'm going to say, okay?
Tell everyone that I brought them.
Make sure they know who…
Benja Cañete is.
Their hero.
Their idol.
Listen, bro. Count on that, okay?
I promise the world will know your story, okay?
Thanks.
That's it.
Dear future me…
Ready?
You also feel very lucky to have your friends.
Mario, Sam, Nicky, Benja and Toto.
Thanks to them, nothing seems so terrible.
Are they still by your side?
Or did they each go their own way?
Hi.
I hope that no matter what,
you still remember how much they meant to you right now.
I hope you have not forgotten
that there was a time when they were everything to you.
Look!
- Hey, Toto! - Hey.
What a party, huh? Where is everyone else?
They're still there, losing their dignity for a bunch of likes.
What's up with Benja?
- He's still shitting, but out of danger. - Okay.
The thing is, he gave me these and I don't know what to do with them.
Well, usually you eat them,
but you can also mash them up and snort them.
What?
That's not what I mean. I'm telling you because Benja gave them to me
to hand them out so that everyone knows that he's a fucking hero, you know?
- Yeah. - But how do I do it?
Grab someone and say, "Hey, you want some pills?"
What?
You guys have pills?
Yes.
- Want one? - Of course.
Twenty bucks.
Well, okay, I like you, guys.
- Give him one. - Fine.
Here.
Fuck.
- Where did you get them? - Toto brought them.
- No… - From the room, I mean.
- What a touchdown, Toto! Way to go! - Yes, but…
Hey, guys! Toto brought pills!
- What? - Look!
- No way. - Yeah, from his room.
From the room, but--
Legendary, my boy!
- How are you such a badass? Bro! - You're crazy!
Toto! Toto! Toto!
- No… - You tried,
but if they don't want to listen, what can we do? Kill ourselves?
Toto! Toto! Toto!
- Okay, are you ready? - Yeah, go.
What do I do so I can see myself?
ANUSKI (TEACHER)
What is going on?
Hey, hey! Mario! I saw you, okay?
- Nicky is here too. - This is my room! You're such an Aquarius.
I hope what I'm hearing isn't a party.
What are you talking about?
- Wow, dude, what a party, Gala! - It's wild.
No, this can't be.
I can't believe you tricked me about something so serious.
It's over, got it? I'm coming down right now.
- Remember. Nose, mouth… How does it go? - No. Run.
- We have to kick everybody out. - Chill.
Seriously, we have to kick everyone out now! Everybody out!
You're the fucking man, and that's it.
- Guys, Ana is coming! Leave! - What's going on?
- Fuck! - Run!
Come on, run!
Come on, out!
Hide, the teacher is coming!
Get out! Everybody out!
Come on! You have to go!
Come on, get out of here!
Gala?
- Get that off! - No.
Hello?
If there is anyone out of their rooms,
they'll have to explain it to their parents!
- Did you hear me? - Shut up already, damn! I hear her.
Shut your fucking mouths!
Ana…
Gala…
I didn't expect this. Not from you.
You've let me down, Gala.
What you've done isn't only irresponsible, it's illegal.
- I'm calling your parents. - No.
Ana!
- No. - Go to your room.
- I can explain. - No. Go to your room!
Gala?
Now.
How irresponsible. Seriously, how irresponsible…
Ana. Ana…
Gala?
Gala, can you open the door?
Hello?
Gala, can you hear me?
I'm not talking, damn it.
Don't move.
Hello!
Can anyone hear me?
Gala, I know you're there.
Hello?
Gala, open the door.
Don't do this to me, please!
Gala, open it!
One…
Two…
And three!
Fuck it!
Let's go!
It's on!
Come on!
Come on, damn it, come out, everyone!
Everyone out! Everyone out here with me!
Hey!
Gala.
Are you okay?
Better than ever.
What will you do when high school is over?
Why is everyone asking that lately?
We're too young to know the answer.
What I won't do
is turn 40 and feel like I wasted my life at a job that I hate
because I was forced to choose a career path as a teenager.
I wish the sorting hat from Harry Potter was real,
you put it on, and it tells you everything.
Everything would be easier, right?
I'm a Gemini. I guess that answers your question, right?
THE PARTY IS THIS WAY
I answered that recently in my video, "100 things about Mario."
Guys!
At 18 years old, the only thing you have to be is yourself.
It's hard to be real, but it should be really easy, really.
What a mess, huh?
Pure art, boy!
What about you, Gala?
I don't know if I'm who I want to be or who my parents want me to be.
- What are you saying? - Just kidding. It's the shots.
- What are you doing? - Nothing. Should we go?
- Hey, what's up? - Hi.
Okay, let's go.
We are talking about a pandemic. Let's not forget that.
- Yeah, sure, a pandemic… - One month at home!
- "I'm killing myself, I'm traumatized." - If they were my kids…
- Come on! - …I would have already
grabbed them by the ears, and they would be at home.
They were playing PlayStation.
Saying "responsibility," in this case, and saying "parents" is a redundancy.
Look. Look at that group.
He's got to be there. It has to be Toto.
The first one is on the house.
- The second one has a different price. - Hey.
Toto?
- Who's this? - What?
Is it true that you have pills?
- "Pills," she says. - They say you smuggled them here.
- No, it wasn't me… - But they told us that…
Let's see, Fimosín. There is nothing to tell.
- Got it? - Oh…
- Of course. You didn't smuggle anything. - That's true, right?
- The truth is that… - Okay, so?
- Will you give me one? - "One," he says.
- Well, there aren't enough for everyone… - Yeah!
- There aren't enough for everyone. - There aren't.
- I'm going to get you a drink. - No. I'll go get you a drink, okay?
A drink…
- You're the fucking boss, Toto. - He sure kept it quiet.
- You're the man! - Way to go, Toto!
- Good job, Toto! - Marking his territory.
- The fucking man. - "A drink."
- Fucking Toto. - A fucking boss. No one expected this.
Come on, pick up, asshole. Pick up now.
Hey!
What? How's it going, bro?
The plan worked. You're a hero to everyone.
- Really? - Yeah. Look.
- Everyone here… - Toto!
Everyone knows that you brought the pills! Look at them.
Benja! Benja! Benja!
Okay, I'm going to let you go, okay, bro? I have to… keep spreading the word.
Of course.
Well, bye.
- I love you. - Bye.
Hey…
Come on, damn it. Come on!
This is the best day of my life, Will.
What?
This isn't the graduation trip you had in mind, huh?
Well, no, not really.
But this one isn't bad.
It's not bad, dude? It's the shit!
It's just that I pictured it differently, you know?
I thought that the six of us would be together one last time.
I know.
This isn't so perfect, is it?
- Gala! - Get out of the way!
What the…
Come on, let's go get the others.
- Come on, shoot, it's your turn. - Aim properly, okay?
- Whoa! - Almost!
No, don't laugh. Next time I'll get you.
- Come on, your turn. - Your turn to drink.
- Come on. 50 bucks! - Yeah? 50? Get this.
- Come on! - Let's go!
Come on!
Holy shit!
No, no!
Come on, run!
PARTY IN A HOTEL IN MALLORCA
The fucking best. On lockdown and partying.
Tonight it's on in Mallorca, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. XD.
Thanks for the bits, Chechu_LOL! This one's for you! Go.
Don't leave. This is the best fucking thing.
Look, he's still alive.
What a loser, dude.
Dude, I don't see Mario.
- Let's see what this tastes like. - What the hell?
- Jump! Jump! Jump! - Come on, let's go!
I don't see them.
Hey, guys. Listen to this battle.
First up, my boy, Sweetkillah.
Let's go, Mallorca!
Are you ready for this or not?
Yeah!
How can I say this to make it clear?
Brother, I started a long time ago You, when it became trendy
You rap in the spotlight I do it under the streetlights
- I could never, girl. - This? Piece of cake.
- Watch, watch… - No…
Go in three, two, one, time, okay, everyone? Yeah?
In three, two… Stop, stop. One second. Our friend Sami is coming up.
A spontaneous girl up here!
Come on!
Listen up, the girl is here
The one who knows hip-hop And goes to your school
I'm the fucking boss And even though I don't give a shit
With just a couple of lines I'll leave you looking like noobs
Not bad. Pretty good.
Your rhymes weren't bad But I didn't hear them
Because all I hear is a tormented ego
You go to our school? We don't go there anymore
You think you're so smart But you didn't pass this school year
Give it to me!
Don't mess with Sami Because she didn't pass
It's the teacher's fault For not doing her job
She should have been somewhere else They made a mistake
She should have been with the poor retards
Come on, dude, clap back.
Your turn.
Leave her alone, she's dead.
Hey, fuck you. Move it.
She's pissed.
Whatever. Who wants to rap?
Are you okay?
Of course I am. I don't give a shit about what those assholes say.
What are you doing here, man? Don't you have any shame at all?
Look, I will call the police.
What's that baldy saying?
What are you doing? Crazy girl!
You don't have respect for anything! For anything at all!
For nothing, yes! But not for you!
Climb up here and you'll see Portopí.
- No. - Ah!
Murderer! Terrorist!
How disgusting! I'm going to the police!
Good, tell them to bring ice because we're running out!
The craziness of 16-year-olds. You'll see.
We'll come back with the police!
Come on, Manolo with the big head, go home.
Murderers!
Go on, get the hell out of here, you clown!
Hey…
Are you going to tell me what's wrong?
Right before I came here, I had an argument with my parents.
They said…
that if I don't repeat the grade, they'll start charging me rent.
That they won't support me if I'm not doing anything,
that I have to get a job.
And what are you going to do?
I have no fucking idea, girl.
Getting a job is fucked up.
But doing senior year again…
I never thought of myself as someone who fails a whole year.
I don't know, I thought I got bad grades because I was lazy.
But this year, I worked hard.
I took it seriously. I really studied my ass off.
And I failed.
I don't know, it's like…
Who am I, really?
See?
We're not all as smart as you, Gala.
Then, why do I not know if I want to go to college?
Or how to tell my parents without disappointing them?
I didn't know.
At least you'll be with someone you know, right?
If you do senior year again, you would be with Rebeca.
Look, dude, don't make this worse.
The last thing I need, to be friends with BJ.
- Don't call her that. - Okay, okay.
I'm going back to the room. I'm out of cigarettes.
You know her picture made it to my cousin's high school,
in Málaga?
Dude, he told me, and I was fucking shocked.
It's crazy.
And you?
Do you remember the photo?
Sure, I remember when I got that picture. I was watching Auron's live stream.
I called her, and she invited me to her house to do… homework.
BJ is the best. I'm telling you she is the most ratchet slut in the whole school.
This year, she missed six months of school.
Almost the whole year.
Nobody knows why.
- Weren't you going to call me? - Yes.
I was… just going to call you.
Of course you forgot, with all the partying going on.
Everyone is sharing videos nonstop. Where are the teachers?
I don't know. I mean, no one has come out,
but I heard that the teachers from the other schools are denialists
and they ran away.
This is crazy.
I saw the little dance video.
You look sexy, little witch.
Thanks, but I think I look a little ridiculous.
I saw Sam too. She looks sexy, doesn't she?
Babe, stop it.
I didn't say anything.
Sure, fine.
If everything I say is going to bother you, let's just talk later.
Seriously?
Yep. Seriously.
Bye. I love you.
- Were you listening? - Let me remind you that this is my room,
so I didn't do it on purpose, hippie, I just came for some tobacco.
What did you hear?
Not much.
But enough, in case you need me as a witness in court.
Look, dude,
I'm tired of your comments.
Do you have a problem?
Well, yeah, look.
I hate your girlfriend, hippie.
How can you hate her if you don't know her?
Look, girl, I know her enough to know that she is toxic,
controlling, and that you should leave her, sweetie.
- You're talking about my girlfriend. - Your toxic girlfriend.
There's a big difference between being toxic and being passionate.
That's how Virgos are.
Don't come at me with your horoscope bullshit and fucking retrograde Mercuries.
She is an asshole, period.
Look…
You know something?
What?
Fuck you.
You're the fucking worst.
Nicky?
Sam.
What happened?
Nothing. I was worried about her. That's it.
But she can handle it on her own, huh?
Do whatever the fuck you want, sweetheart!
- What's going on? Tell me. - Nothing. The usual.
I told you.
- I told her it would happen. - Get out of here!
- Where were you? - I know.
- We had been looking for you for a while. - I know,
but some things have happened…
Mario, what are you doing?
I'm leaving.
RosD2 got back to me!
He told me to meet him at his place to shoot the video. Finally!
I'll try to get out via the garden.
- Seriously? - Yes.
Mario, how can you leave now
- with the party we've got going on? - I know.
Little chicken, it's just that…
If I don't meet up with him now, I'll never see him again.
You'll never see us again either.
Hey, okay. Drama queen.
- Mario. - What?
It's our graduation trip.
The only one we will ever have.
Girl, I'm not leaving you here alone.
I'm saying I'll be right back.
- Mario! - What's up?
- How's everything? - Good.
Hi.
You're not coming back.
Gala, I have to go.
I need to go.
Look, I never thought I'd say this, okay?
But the only person that can help us right now…
is Toto.
Look at his face.
He looks like a scared fawn.
Fawn.
Well, all right.
- How many do you want? - Do you take crypto?
- Bitcoin or Ethereum? - I only have Doge.
Doge?
Get out of my sight.
Out of my sight, go, whoop!
Get out. Are you deaf or what?
Is that Toto?
- Come on! - Get out!
- Come on, go! - Leave.
- Weirdo! Get out. - Go away.
Nicely fucking done, Toto.
Look at the other one.
Hey, hey, hey…
Hey. Where do you think you're going?
Hey! Leave them alone!
Take me to them.
Toto, Toto, Toto!
It's been a while, huh?
Here, bro.
Ah, another one.
- What do you guys have going on here? - This? Nothing.
A small informal hangout with friends.
But, hey, if you want to drink something, my boys make a mean rum and Coke.
No, thanks. Give me two pills.
- What? - Pills, pills, pills.
- Pills. - Know what? We're running a little low.
But no worries.
What…
- What's in it for me? - What's in it for us?
- You have to give us something, right? - That's what I'm saying.
Holy crap, Totito!
That I won't punch you.
Okay.
- Wow, he's succeeding! - Okay, okay, okay.
- Sounds fair. Sounds fair. - What a tiger.
Deal. That's it. Look.
Two pills.
- What a sharp guy, man. - He's amazing.
Let's go, Gala.
The fucking boss!
What did she say, champ?
That's top secret, guys.
Toto, Toto, Toto!
Let's calm down. We don't know how the night is going to end.
I'll tell you how. Like Bloody Sunday.
- No… - Please.
Until there is a big conflict or they really suffer…
- Excuse me. - A war, famine, something serious,
not a month-long pandemic at home, something that really hurts them,
until then the only thing we'll have are some kids that inflict abuse on us…
There is a lot of talk about the snowflake generation. I'll tell you what that is.
To me, it's like a bottle, an empty one.
These kids are empty. They are emptiness.
There is no moral construct, no intellectual construct,
there is nothing backing these kids up.
Here. Save it for later.
What? It's the first time.
To hell with it.
Dude…
It's a cake.
Cake.
Cake. Cake.
Cake! Cake! Cake!
It's all cake, dude.
- And what if the cakes… - And what if the cakes…
- …are cakes? - …are cakes?
Made of cakes.
Wait. What if I'm a cake and I don't know it?
I need to find out. I can't live like this.
No!
Shot?
Cake!
How are you?
Really high, you?
I don't know if I'm okay or really not okay.
Hey, sorry about the whole Mario thing.
He seems like someone else, dude.
Pot calling the kettle black.
What?
Dude…
Well, tonight you drank, you smoked,
you snorted a pill, you locked a teacher in the storage room…
No. Shut up.
- Tomorrow, I'm going to be so fucked. - Yeah.
Don't worry, girl.
You'll see that when Mario gets here, you'll make up in five minutes.
I hope so.
Because everything is already changing too much.
Too much and too fast, dude, and I don't want it to.
I don't like it.
It's like…
everyone wants me to make life decisions that will affect the rest of my life.
"Decide what you want to do. Now. Right now, hurry up."
You're telling me.
It's this shitty fucking system that has been imposed on us.
I always say that.
Cake.
Come on!
I'm so confused and I don't know if it's because of college
or that I don't want to be away from you guys.
And… it's probably because I'm so high right now, okay?
But it's like I can see time in a physical form,
and it's a wave.
A huge wave that's coming at me super fast.
And the only way to survive
is by making decisions about things I don't feel ready for,
because, if I stay still…
it will hit me and I'll drown.
It's like…
I'm forced to swim with the current.
Let time drag me with it as it goes by.
And try to stay afloat.
Does that mean that in the end, you are going to go to college?
Did I kill your buzz while you were enjoying it?
- A little, yeah. - No…
Wait.
- I'll switch to an easier question. - Shoot.
Do you want something to drink?
What do you mean, "fix"?
She talks trash about me
and you're going to forgive her? Unbelievable.
She talks about you like that because she doesn't know you.
If she did, she wouldn't.
But I don't want to meet her, okay? I'm not going to be her friend.
And neither are you. Understood?
- What? - You heard me.
You can't keep being friends with Sam. Got it?
Well, I don't think you get to decide that.
Of course not. You decide. Choose.
Are you my girlfriend or Sam's friend?
Choose, Nicky.
I'm not answering that.
I think you just did.
No. No, no, no. Shit.
Fuck!
Some party, huh, Nicky?
Are you okay?
Ana?
Where are you?
In the storage room.
Listen…
You did the right thing.
- I don't know anymore. I don't know. - Well, I do.
Because even if it's really hard, no one can choose for us.
Not our partners and not the stars.
Thanks a lot, Ana.
Thank you.
Hey, Nicky.
Do you think you can help me get out of here?
No.
I can't fucking take it anymore.
- Hey, you! - Huh? Me?
Yeah, you!
Benjamin Cañete.
What the fuck?
How do you know my name?
I know everything about you.
Don't fuck with me, on top of everything, now I'm talking to Will, for fuck's sake.
You're a fucking ball! Understand? You don't know anything!
Come on! Fucking get up now!
Are you going to be shitting for the whole party?
Or what?
Don't be a loser!
Okay, okay, yeah.
- Hey! - Okay, fucking stop already.
This is your party.
Take what belongs to you.
- I can't. - Of course you can!
I fucking can't. It's over.
You're a hero!
An idol!
You can, Cañete.
I can.
He's the fucking boss. It's such a good high.
The best I've ever tried, bro.
The pills give an incredible high.
Bro, I swear. They said the pills got here on drones.
More than a thousand pills. For sure he has contacts on the island.
They say he stayed here months ago and hid them in the vents.
- Really? - What did you say his name was?
- His name is Toto. - Toto.
- The fucking king of Mallorca. - Toto!
That's right, Toto. If that's even his real name.
They say he has a private party in the spa!
But…
Leave us alone!
Oh, my God, what the fuck is this?
Television, manipulation!
Come on! We're going live shortly!
- We're going to open up. - Open it.
- Come on. - Quick, let's go inside.
- Come on. - Move forward. Girls, girls…
Step back, step back, please.
- Get away! - Get the hell out of here!
Bastards!
- Get away! - Get inside!
Turn that off! Come on!
Party's over!
Come on!
Everyone inside!
Come on, get everyone inside! Everybody upstairs, God damn it.
Sons of bitches!
Leave, pigs!
Come on, tell us.
- Yeah. - Say it.
Whoever has the drugs rules the buzz.
What the fuck?
That's so good. I'll get that tattooed, I swear.
- I'll tell it as many times as I have to. - Great, Toto!
- Hey. Listen. Tell it again, bro. - Tell it, tell it. Come on.
I thought "drugs" rhymed with "buzz" and the rest just flowed.
Toto, Toto, Toto!
Bro, it's not what it looks like, okay?
It looks like you told everyone that the pills are yours.
Then it is what it looks like, but…
How could you do this to me, bro?
To me?
No, but listen.
Let me explain, okay, bro?
Give me the pills, come on.
- What is he saying? - Give them to me.
Give me the fucking pills now!
Hey, hey, hey!
- What are you doing? - Don't touch me!
Benjamín, the fucking pills now, okay?
What?
What's going on, Toto?
What does he mean, they aren't yours?
What the hell, bro?
- Toto, say something. - Hey!
Listen up, okay? Can you hear me?
Yes?
These pills are mine. Okay? Mine.
- But Benja… - That's right. Benja.
Benja brought them. Me. Not him, okay?
I smuggled them in, as a mule.
Fuck. I swallowed them.
I shit them out. Fuck.
So, I am the only one responsible for there being drugs at this party!
Fuck, man.
- Fuck. - Move back.
That's right, that's fucking right.
- Now we're talking. - Benja.
- Come on. - Let's go.
Let's fucking go! Come on, fucking run.
Go and tell everyone now.
That Benja Cañete is your hero. Your fucking idol. Let's go!
And I'll sell pills to whoever wants them! Yes, yes, yes!
- Excuse me. - Yeah?
- Benja Cañete? - The one and only.
Give me that, come on.
Officer, I swear they're not mine.
- Come on, let's go. - Not now, please.
This party is over!
Gala?
Gala!
I don't want to see anybody down here!
Get him upstairs!
Come on, damn it!
- Don't touch me! - Go upstairs!
You too. That way!
- Don't touch me! - You too.
Come on, go upstairs!
We just arrested one in the spa.
Whoever is not in their room in five minutes will be taken in as well.
Okay. Copy.
- Lots of cops, very little fun! - Assholes!
Bastards.
Bastard son of a bitch!
- Ma'am, are you okay? - Yes, thank you.
I'm their teacher. Even though I might not look like it.
Yes, yes, you do.
My room, now.
Bro, I'm really sorry.
What can I do for you to forgive me? Bro!
I'll do anything.
The press is here.
Any statement? Here!
Hey, bro! Tell everyone to watch TV.
When they see me in handcuffs, I'll be a legend.
Everyone will remember Benja Cañete.
Why have you been arrested? Are there many people still inside?
Their hero.
Their idol.
Their martyr.
Count on me, bro, okay?
I promise everyone will know your story.
I love you.
- I love you so much, Toto! - Me too!
Messi!
Do it! Messi, do it! Messi, do--
Don't let him run away!
Sam! Are you in here?
- Run! - Everyone inside!
Sorry!
Close all the rooms!
Shit!
Hey. These four, upstairs, okay?
I don't want to see anyone on the stairs.
I don't want to see any rooms open, okay?
Is everyone here already? Okay.
Next year, if you give me a chance, we could be friends.
I know you don't like me, but that's because you don't know me.
I know you, and no, I just don't see it happening.
You don't know anything about me.
Believe me, I know a lot more than I would like to.
Too much, BJ.
You don't know shit about me.
You think I'm going to repeat the grade just to suck a dick?
Well, I didn't say that.
Someone told me and I thought it was funny.
Well, it's not. And neither is the "BJ" thing.
I thought you liked being called…
Well, maybe I don't know you that well.
I thought you were smarter, Sam.
Well, yeah. So did I.
I didn't send that picture.
A son of a bitch took it without asking and sent it to everyone.
And what a surprise.
I became the school BJ and a slut,
but no one remembers him.
I didn't know.
But you didn't really do much to change it, right?
Let's see. I gave a guy a blow job. I sucked a dick.
It wasn't the first one and it won't be the last one.
What do I have to change? The way I dress?
Stop sucking dicks? My personality?
I have to stop being who I am because of some retard?
You're a strong girl.
But I wasn't before.
And I wish I hadn't learned to be so fucking soon.
- What do you mean? - That if Zowi hadn't sung,
"Eat my pussy, hamdullah. Enjoy your meal. I'm a basic bitch, I will ruin you."
Well, I wouldn't be alive.
Fuck.
I had no idea.
That's why I missed six months and I'm doing senior year again.
But I'm not saying I won't suck another dick.
The year is long and I should never say never, right?
- Hey. - What?
You're not stupid.
Thank you.
What happened, Gala?
I don't recognize you.
The noise and the parties, that's not you.
You're the good vibe type of person.
My type of person, okay?
I thought you were like one of those girls you see and think, "Wow,
she looks like she has common sense."
So did I.
Huh?
It's over, Gala. Go to your room.
We'll talk later.
Bye, Gala.
After breaking the law and throwing a party, an illegal rave,
the police have begun to take action.
An exclusive on your screens on Public Focus,
images of the first arrest, just a few moments ago,
- at the hotel in Mallorca. - Hey, turn on the TV.
Turn on the TV!
- And they're going to get off scot-free. - Turn on the TV! Hey!
It's Toto, man!
- The TV! - Turn it on!
Out of respect for the teenager's privacy,
- his face has been blurred. - Good.
We should not give visibility to individuals like him.
In fact, I have an idea.
Let's stop encouraging these degenerates, please!
On the other hand, we've decided to not blur this other kid's face.
A guy that worries about his friend. An example for everyone to follow.
Toto, Toto, Toto!
Look, Sara. The problem is that the youth today has everything.
That's the problem.
They want all the freedom, but no responsibility.
- And that's impossible! - Totally agree, Carlos.
I got slapped every day when I was a kid.
- And from the age of six… - Sorry, just a moment.
- We can't talk like this! - They are telling me that we have
one of the teenagers who was at the party on the phone,
and she wants to talk to us live
to give us her version of the events from tonight.
VIDEO CALL WITH ONE OF THE CONFINED TEENAGERS
Hello?
Hi, Gala, go ahead.
- Can you hear me? - Oh…
- My… - God…
This is crazy, bro.
How are you?
Well, really sad.
Tell us. Why are you sad?
Well, basically,
because of how this story is being told.
You say that young people don't want to take responsibility
when we've been locked down inside our homes for a year.
We've been locked down too
and didn't throw an illegal party, sweetie.
You know something?
Your generation was already on lockdown before the pandemic.
That has no merit.
But doing it the last year of high school,
which is complicated enough without a lockdown…
That really deserves a fucking prize.
I don't know what is wrong with this snowflake generation.
But you are angry all the time.
How can we not be?
We are screaming and no one is listening.
Our generation is full of rage.
A rage that comes from the misery that you've left us.
From the structural violence that we endure under your system.
A system that allows young people to commit suicide every week.
That leaves people to live on the street.
A system in which I, as a woman, am scared to walk down the street.
Because there are dozens of women that die each year because of pure misogyny.
It's just…
Wherever you look,
the system is screwing someone over,
but no one is doing anything about it.
You've given us a shitty present…
and an uncertain future.
It's impossible to be optimistic.
And when we ask to be heard,
instead, we are criminalized.
And we're sick of it.
But what you're saying,
which we all perfectly understand,
do you think an illegal party is going to fix it?
No.
Maybe not.
But you know what?
We have nothing to lose.
Fuck you all!
It's on.
- It's on. - It's on.
Television, manipulation!
Fuck it, bro!
Fucking beasts!
Dear future me,
You don't know what's going to happen now.
You want everything to stop, but there's no way to halt it.
You feel the vertigo of knowing
that everything is about to change forever,
and that you can't do anything to prevent it.
All that's left is to wait.
Gala! Gala! Gala!
Brother…
Mine! Mine!
Hit it!
Let's go!
Run!
Backup now!
Come on, they're going to kill us!
Let's get out of here!
After them!
Come on, guys!
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
Let's go!
Bluetooth.
Soft, smooth.
Bluetooth.
Smooth, smooth!
THE PARTY AND CHAOS RESUME IN THE QUARANTINED HOTEL
Forty-three, on our way!
Come on, move!
Hey, assholes!
Come on!
Get out of here!
- Take cover! - Take cover!
- Get out of here! - Fuck!
- Get out of here! - Inside!
Get inside!
Take cover, God damn it!
Okay, coming through.
BJ!
- What are you doing? - Don't get on the car!
Give them some twerking, come on!
Go on! Get the fuck inside, God damn it!
Get out of here!
Assholes!
- Move aside! - Move!
Light it!
Let it all burn!
- What's that? - Hey!
Fuck you! Fuck you all!
What the-- For fuck's sake!
Come on, let's go!
Retreat!
Run, God damn it!
Go, go!
Run! Watch out!
It's burning!
We won!
END OF CLASSES
Get back, guys!
Retreat!
- Shit. - Holy fuck!
We got him.
Gala. Gala, what are you doing?
Dude, the police are coming in, let's go!
Girls, we have to go now, okay?
You and I will talk.
Come on. Let's go. Come on, sweetie.
Thank God! I got you!
- Run! - Run!
Come here, murderers!
Go, dummy!
Quick, girls! Sam!
No!
Gotcha.
Hey, you!
Bald man!
Toto?
Get him!
Come on!
- Run! - Thanks!
- I owe you one, Toto! - The best!
Run! Upstairs!
RIOTS AND CHAOS AT THE QUARANTINED HOTEL
Chanting "Freedom, freedom,"
chaos rules at this illegal party,
where the teenagers on lockdown did not hesitate to defy police officers.
From Chanquete's boat They will not move us
Z-4344, this is Condor. Call sign in the vicinity.
Arrival imminent.
- Get out of here! - Go away!
Prepare the shields! Go, out!
Sweetkillah, what are you scared of?
Of the party being over.
When it's over, it's over.
We will be officially done with high school.
And then what?
What about you, Sam?
Of becoming a more adult version of myself.
Or even worse. Becoming that and not even being conscious of it, dude.
- Upstairs, come on! - Don't run!
Hey! Arrest me, I ate it all!
Would you be scared if you thought that the future is not written in the stars?
No. I would be scared of having to tell a Pisces that they are right.
- Come on, Nicky! - They can get really annoying.
Let's go!
Come on!
Keep going!
One day I'll be dead and I'll be bones in a box,
but right now, I'm here. Alive. Huh?
And anything is possible, right?
I'll survive, with my head held high
I'll turn into iron To make my skin hard, and even--
Shit, shit, run!
I'm running!
- Run! - I'm coming!
Okay.
- Stop running! - Run.
It's on. It's really on.
Chill.
Okay…
- I'll look. - Yeah.
Shit. Don't move. Okay?
- Cut. - Okay.
Little witch, I'm really worried.
I don't know what to do.
But just know that if you give me another chance,
I promise I'll change.
I love you so much.
What are you going to do?
I don't know.
You guys?
Did you make a decision?
Do you know what you're going to do?
No fucking idea.
No.
Not yet.
To all units, there are three teenagers on the roof.
Girls…
This is over.
Come on!
Keep going!
And now what?
We will try to stay afloat.
I'd love to…
click…
and stay in this moment forever.
We love you lots!
Well, there you have it. Now I ask you.
Is this the youth we really want?
The youth we really need?
Or is this the youth we deserve?
You decide.
We have only informed you with rigor and impartiality.
Good night. We'll see you next time here,
on Public Focus.
IT'S LIKE FUCK!
EVERYTHING'S GONNA END UP MEH