Amigos hasta la muerte

I dreamed every day

To be able to reach the beach

And now it's so close

I can almost see it

And I hope every time The end is closer

I can already feel dry land Behind the wet land

And I don't want to think That nothing lasts forever

If this song ends The world should end for everyone

We're all nothing Without the words

Tell me what left for us

Some rhymes return To my tired brain

Parts of scripts

That I believed forgotten

Melodies that once

I thought I would lose

Now become beautiful And brave symphonies

And it's been long since I have left

I'm always leaving

But I'm always with you

Even though sometimes you think There's nothing

When I stare As if I was gone

That's because I'm traveling

Don't think I will get lost

Suso?

I know the world will keep on

Spinning when there's nothing left

And we pay For history

As simple, lonely men

Kings who lost it all

Everything they loved For loving in too much

And I try every day

To be all I had imagined

And I find out that life

Always has something in store

That surpasses Any of my fantasies

Nothing compared

To what really happened

What happened

I dreamed every day

FRIENDS TILL DEATH

I dreamed every day

To be able to reach the beach

What are you doing here?

I went to the beach.

I was at home, picking up my stuff.

- Not at home! - What?

It's my home now, not yours.

I didn't say it was mine.

You said you were at home.

Right? "I was at home."

As in,

"I was at our home." Right?

It's a secret code between us.

At home. "I was at home."

At home.

Just wink an eye, like an accomplice.

"I was there, at home." At home.

I was at home.

Suso,

do you like the house, then?

I don't mind the house. It's you I like.

So we rent it or not?

I'll stay with you forever.

Put can put anything you want around.

Should I say I was at your house?

Don't say anything.

I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye,

and I thought you were at the bar...

- Not the bar. - What?

My bar. Not the bar.

As if it was our bar.

Suso, please!

I know it's your bar.

It's a manner of speaking.

That's the point. You can't speak like that anymore.

Because, if you say the bar, it is understood that you and I

know what bar we're talking about,

because there's a complicity between us.

The one couples have.

The problem is you and I are not a couple anymore.

Because a man came who, while he made love to you,

he also screwed our complicity.

- I can't say anything to... - Right.

- Tell me who is it. - Suso, it doesn't matter.

- What matters is-- - Is he a doctor?

Huh?

He's a doctor. That works in your hospital.

You messed around with a doctor from your hospital.

Just tell me. It's okay.

I ask out of curiosity.

I don't care.

But you can tell me and I'll be cool.

But I also have a little curiosity, to know.

At least.

I think it's okay.

I don't mind. I'm fine.

I'm calm and fine.

And I'm also calm.

You know? I'm fine.

I'm really fine.

I'm taking it very well.

What can I do to make you feel better?

There's something.

Let me keep Nico.

What?

How can you ask me that?

We can ask him if you want,

and he'll tell us who he wants to stay with.

Nico can't talk.

He can use signs. He's smart.

Yes, he is. But he's a cat.

Well, that's it.

We put him in the middle and we both call him.

Like, "kitty, kitty,"

and if he crawls to you, you keep him.

But if he crawls to me,

you'll never see him in his damned seven lives.

Why do you say crawling like he was a baby?

Isn't he a cat? He'll crawl, right?

So now, babies crawl, but cats don't.

It turns out cats go "step, step" now.

Okay, don't mind.

You keep Nico. Nico is yours.

But then, I'll ask to keep all of our friends.

What are you talking about?

You'll keep those who are closer to you,

and I'll keep the ones who are closer to me.

And what will you do?

Split the gang because of us?

Don't be selfish, Maria. Please.

One of us should keep them.

I called dibs on them, I keep them.

Very well.

So, for the sake of the group, you'll keep hanging out with them

and I'll stop seeing Veronica or Cristina.

You can keep seeing

that annoying Cristina whenever you want.

Cristina has never really been part of the gang.

Yes, she came with you,

but if she stops coming tomorrow

or she dies, the rest won't even notice.

I won't allow you to say that.

Cristina is my friend.

Your friend?

Then you keep her.

And we'll see if Veronica is really your friend.

Because, now that I'm single, she may want some.

Stop or this will end badly.

What will we do about Nacho?

Nacho is my best friend. I'll keep him.

Or will you keep my best friend too?

What about the rest?

How will we divide the gang?

Who will keep Jose?

Who will keep Felix?

Who will keep David?

Who will keep Xoel?

Should we ask them?

See who they're better friends with?

If they're such good friends of yours,

why didn't they tell you anything?

What did you say?

I mean...

Did some of my friends know that you--?

Nacho couldn't have known. Nacho would have told--

Tell me at least Nacho didn't know.

I don't know. I guess they all knew.

What do you mean all knew?

Did you tell all my friends you were screwing another guy

before telling me?

- It wasn't like that. - How was it, then?

Maria, how was it? Tell me the truth, please.

One day I was...

with him.

We weren't a secluded beach,

between some rocks, so no one could see us.

And we weren't doing anything.

But I asked him to rub some cream on me

and, at the worst moment,

they all passed in a rowing boat.

They had obviously seen us.

Go, go, go.

But they never said a thing to me.

They didn't tell me either.

None of them.

But all of them were in the rowing boat.

I mean, Nacho.

Nacho was in the boat too.

No.

Nacho was with me.

Hello. Good evening.

I am Ignacio Carballo, but my friends call me Nacho,

my parents call me Nachito,

my siblings call me Big Butt,

my Bilbao cousins call me Iñaki

and my ex-girlfriends...

they call me "the son of a bitch."

If it wasn't clear, this is Nacho.

Nacho has always been Suso's best friend.

They became friends since Nacho