Saint John's Eve,
the most magical night of the year.
A FEW MONTHS EARLIER
Hey, Amaia. Listen up.
Want a spoiler on what your life is gonna be like?
A shit show.
Like, totally shitty all the time.
You hate the town already, right?
It's beautiful. Don't give me that look.
So quiet, not at all like the traffic in Barcelona.
Fresh air.
Kids playing outside.
If it's so great, why haven't we been here in years?
Right.
Mom!
Jesus, Mom!
Look at the cows! Wow!
Why won't they move?
Hey!
Can you cut it out? You're gonna make us deaf.
Stay in the car.
I got this. Just stay in the car.
Yeah, sure.
-Amaia! -What?
-What did I say? -Mom…
Get back inside that car!
Shoot.
- Mom, what are you doing? - Quiet. Let me handle this.
Hey!
Hey, Look.
You want this? Look, hey!
Come on.
Go get it.
Fetch!
Hey!
What are you doing? They're cows.
-No kidding! -I mean--
What? Man, it smells bad.
Come on. Move it.
You can go now.
Hi!
All fixed.
SALABARRIA 3
You know the typical house they use in horror movies?
Yes, the scary one.
Well, take a look.
Here you have it.
It's big, huh?
Oof, huge.
Mom, there's no toilet paper!
Where's the Wi-Fi password?
We don't have Wi-Fi.
Yet.
No Wi-Fi?!
Amaia,
how will you survive without Wi-Fi?
Damn, I bet they've known each other since they were kids.
They were born here.
They've studied together.
Just fucking perfect.
You're pumped, huh, Amaia?
What are you looking at?
Why are they staring?
If your life were a high school movie,
you'd be the new kid.
The weirdo.
The supporting actress who doesn't even get a line.
Or the first to get bumped off by the killer.
The one who doesn't hook up with anyone.
Cool guy with the motorcycle.
At least there's a Chinese guy.
They've got the diversity quota filled.
Plus, the weed dealer.
Well, looks like everyone's here.
Okay, everyone. Quiet down.
Lucía, please, sit down.
Thank you.
Chivite, put your helmet away, please.
Thank you.
Can I borrow a pen?
Sure. Here you go.
Great.
You're Amaia, right?
Yeah.
How about you introduce yourself to the class?
Hi. I'm Amaia.
Hi.
Excuse me.
Sorry, but we can barely hear you.
Maybe you should stand up
and...
tell us a little more about yourself.
Like where you come from, what kind of stuff you like…
Well, I'm from Barcelona,
and...
I like to…
sleep?
Okay, that's enough, guys.
I'm Íñigo.
I'll be your Spanish language and literature teacher.
Feel free to come to me
for anything.
You can sit down, Amaia.
All right. Now, where were we?
Page 105…
Let's break down a few of these sentences.
Don't give me those faces.
It's like I always say, language is part of our lives…
IDOLS FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL COMPLETED!!!!
TALK LATER?
Hey, new kid.
Hello.
I'm Javi.
Okay, this guy must be the town gossip.
Don't worry. I'm not stalking you.
We're neighbors.
So, you're from Barcelona, huh?
Yeah.
Pretty cool.
I bet you have parties and plans every weekend there, huh?
There's none of that stuff here.
No beach either.
Yeah, the no beach thing is kinda obvious.
You want some?
Oh, well. No beach, but we've got sunflower seeds.
Since I've given you some good shit, because this is good shit, okay?
Can I ask a question?
Your mom was born here, right?
Mm-hmm.
And why did she leave?
Because she always wanted to travel.
And she didn't get along with my grandma.
Aha.
So your grandmother kicked her out, is that it?
Is that what they say here in town?
What else do they say?
That your mom got pregnant when she was our age
and your grandma
made her leave town.
That's not true. My mom didn't get pregnant at 16.
And she left because she wanted to, not because she was forced to.
Is it true that your sister is African?
My sister is Catalan.
I get that. I'm saying, you have different dads.
Yeah. Ona's father's from Senegal.
From Senegal?
Yes.
Girl, your life's a total fantasy.
-No. -Oh, yes.
-No. -Yes.
Well, this is me.
I live over there.
Okay.
If you want, tomorrow,
after school we can go for a drink.
I can't tomorrow. I have something to do.
Okay.
Well, another day then.
See you.
Bye.
Wow!
The whole town's buzzing about you, Amaia.
Hey, you're Salabarria's local celebrity.
Where is everyone?
No clue.
Wasn't mass at half past?
I have no idea.
And where's Grandma?
Buried.
They buried her when she died.
Oh, okay.
Can you imagine her in there for a month?
Dead?
-How would she smell? -Terrible.
Hey! Girls, cut it out.
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
-Amen. -The peace of the Lord be with you.
And with your spirit.
We are gathered here to celebrate this Eucharist
for our sister Petra Ezkerra,
whose soul, through the Holy Spirit…
-No. -Give me that.
…with our Lord Jesus Christ, Almighty God.
Mom, give it to me.
Thanks for helping with the move.
Don't mention it.
Hello, Amaia.
Hi.
How are you doing?
Good.
Ona, you're so beautiful and so grown up.
She was four the last time you saw her.
I'm nine now.
Moussa and I had just opened up the bar,
and I couldn't pick you up at Sants.
Laura,
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Aurelio! Thank you so much. How are you?
So-so. Cholesterol's a bit high, the typical stuff.
And Ane, how is she?
I think the last time I saw her was at the wedding…
-This sucks. -It really sucks.
Is this your little sister?
Yes, can't you tell?
You look just like your grandmother.
So?
Do you do the same things as her?
What's this lady talking about?
Huh? Like what?
You know, all those things she used to do--
-Hey, let's go, Amaia. Hello, Miren. -Hello.
Let's go. This is no place for little girls.
Yeah, well, I'm not a little girl.
What? Do you want to stay here?
Laura!
-See you soon. -Bye.
Bye, Itziar.
Come on.
Have you finished unpacking?
-I'll do it now, in a bit. -"Now" and "a bit" isn't the same.
Can I at least take a shower in peace?
Take a shower and then unpack.
"Take a shower and then unpack."
IDOLS
YESTERDAY TALK LATER????
HELLO????
ANYBODY THERE????
Then you can go to Marta's house. Or Ana's. Or Montse's.
And if their parents aren't okay with it, a hostel.
Nope. Not a hostel because you don't have money.
Where are you gonna go without money, Amaia?
Oh, that's it. I've got it.
The beach.
Listening to the waves, the breeze…
And the couples making out at night,
while you're there all alone, without anyone or anything.
'Cause you're not getting any action lately. You're so boring.
I'm fine.
You're such a klutz, Amaia!
Hey, did you see him?
He's so hot. Like, really hot.
And you go and fall in front of him.
Hey. How are you?
Hey.
Now go and say hello to them.
You say "hello," and that's it.
It's not that hard.
It's only five letters.
Five letters.
Oh, Amaia. You're an idiot.
YESTERDAY HELLO???? ANYBODY THERE????
Wonderful. All alone.
Things can't get any worse.
Neighbor!
What's up?
Hi.
This is Lucía and Zhao.
-Hi. How are you? I'm Amaia. -Hi.
We need you to settle something. Who would you rather fuck, Irene or Asier?
Who?
Don't look at them!
Sorry,
but if I don't look, I won't know who they are.
Lucía says she would fuck Asier.
Zhao says Irene. And I say both.
They'd just hook up with each other, and you'd be left out.
Doesn't matter to me. I'm happy to watch.
Amaia, break the tie.
Oh…
I don't know.
You just have to tell us which one turns you on the most.
He seems like the typical cocky guy who only cares about his Instagram.
So what?
Guys like that are assholes.
Asier is very nice, and with that face…
he could be a psychopath for all I care.
Yeah, but Amaia is from Barcelona.
They've got plenty more to choose from there, right?
What about your boyfriend?
Is he there or…?
-I don't have a boyfriend. -Oh.
Girlfriend?
No girlfriend either.
How cute, Zhao. He's got his hopes up.
What? No.
If anyone's gonna stalk you, it's him.
No. You're the one who wants another gay friend.
As if you've never jacked it to lesbian porn.
-What? No way. He's making that up. -You listen to me. I know everything here.
Excuse me, Mikel. When you get a sec, two juices and two pieces of licorice.
Thanks, Mikel.
-Bye, Lucía. -Bye.
Doesn't he have a girlfriend?
No way. Mateo's single, and he's mine.
Does he know that, or is he clueless?
Excuse me.
He's been held back a ton of times. Probably kinda slow.
You'll have to explain to him how to finger you.
With this one.
Petra was her grandmother. You know that?
Petra Ezkerra?
- Yeah. - Girl,
your grandma was the shit.
People came from all over to see her, get her to read their cards and stuff.
Seriously?
You didn't know?
Yeah, sure. Of course I knew.
What's your house look like?
Is it decorated with occult stuff?
-Candles? -What? Not at all.
Though I did see a box with my grandmother's things.
You should bring it tonight.
So we can do something, huh?
Are you guys meeting up?
You're invited too.
Let's get going.
Excuse me.
-Bye. -A bottle of water, please.
Mom, where's Grandma's stuff?
Upstairs!
What's all this?
You could hold a flea market with all this stuff.
Let's see here.
Hey, if you find a Ouija board, don't touch it, Amaia.
You know how those movies end.
MAGIC AND LOVE THE DEVIL
Damn, genetics!
That lady wasn't kidding.
She looks totally like you.
Oh my God. Practically identical.
Okay,
so what should we do?
Wanna go to my place and watch a movie?
Not another movie, please. We can never make up our minds.
What did you do on Friday?
Scrolled through the menu without watching anything. Great plan.
I brought my grandmother's notebooks.
-Really? -Yeah.
Can I see?
Yeah, sure. Here.
Well, there's a little bit of everything in there.
Look, here are some rituals for good luck in general or in business.
And I think it's in this one…
Here's a spell to get someone to like you.
Maybe we could use one on Mateo.
Hey, sweetie.
I don't need this stuff to seduce a guy.
Damn, blondie.
Rude much?
What about this?
Curses?
It's also possible to put a curse on someone?
I don't know. According to this, you can do anything.
But, Javi, I don't know if it will work.
I want to curse someone.
Who?
This huge son of a bitch.
He so deserves it.
This is Chivite.
In fifth grade, he started calling me "pussy,"
"fairy."
At first, it was just him.
And only from time to time.
Did you tell your parents?
No.
Because I figured it would stop soon.
But it was the other way around.
It got worse.
And what did the other kids do?
Nothing.
I think most of them weren't aware of it.
For Chivite, it was like a game.
He waited for me when I got out of class, followed me when I went to the bathroom.
He always waited for me to be alone.
Sometimes he'd come with his buddies
and
sometimes by himself.
How long did this go on?
Until I got to high school.
When these two showed up…
and I stuck to them like glue.
Chivite must have
gotten tired of it.
He saw it was more difficult to catch me alone,
so he stopped.
That sucks.
I'm so sorry, Javi.
That's why
I want revenge.
So, let's curse that son of a bitch.
Here's the notebook.
Dude,
it was supposed to be a black candle.
It was the only one I could find.
It doesn't matter.
Come on. Get started.
Me? Javi's the one who wants to curse Chivite.
Your grandma was the one with powers.
Powers? My grandmother only had some notebooks.
Your grandmother was a total celebrity around here.
She had clients in Pamplona, Bilbao, Huesca…
Seriously?
Yes, seriously.
Okay.
Let's see.
What's Chivite's first name?
Fran Chivite García.
Francisco.
What do you want to happen to him?
Hit him where it hurts the most.
Get rid of his motorcycle.
I want him to feel the same fear I felt.
Real fear.
And to feel as alone as I did.
But isn't that too general?
It doesn't say anything here. It should work.
Light the candle.
Let's do this.
I want Fran Chivite to suffer.
I want him to feel real fear.
I want him to know what it is to feel alone.
Tonight, may all my fury and hatred travel through this mirror.
Repeat after me.
We want Fran Chivite to suffer.
We want him to feel real fear.
We want him to know what it is to feel alone.
Tonight, may all our fury and hatred travel through this mirror.
We want Fran Chivite to suffer.
We want him to feel real fear.
We want him to know what it is to feel alone.
Tonight, may all our fury and hatred travel through this mirror.
-Who blew out the candle? -Not me.
-Neither did I. -Not me.
Yeah, well… It must've been the wind.
What we could do
is go and see if it worked.
There's a class party tonight. Chivite will be there.
You want to see Mateo.
If he's there, I'll see him and fuck him.
It's just that I thought the plan was for the four of us to chill, right?
Any sign of Chivite?
No.
We should've brought some booze.
These people must've brought plenty.
I'll go check.
No sign of the bottle blond anywhere.
-Hey. How are you? -Hi. Great.
Cool, see ya around.
-I'll be over there. -Sure.
Should we go in? Let's go.
Yeah.