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Not anything.

Something is missing.

I don't know what.

A little shame?

A little what?

I think it's sad that Cova

has to put up with this.

Don't worry about Cova.

Except that she's watching us.

- Here.

- What's this?

You don't remember?

Write down all the bad stuff

you want to get rid of

and throw it in the fire.

Poof, goodbye grief.

You got your campfire,

spare us the self-help bullshit.

We always did this

on St. John's Eve.

- That isn't tonight.

- But tonight is magical too.

There's a meteor shower.

The tears of St. Laurence!

Really!

Enough with the tears already.

What I do remember

is everybody getting naked.

Excuse me, the only one

who got naked was you.

Really? I think your memory

is failing you.

There!

That's for my mother dying!

No more hospitals this year!

Would you stop acting

like a retard?

Why? We have to put our problems

behind us.

It's St. John's Eve!

You too, Rafa.

Come on, here we go.

That's for your company

going under!

- You're looking to get smacked.

- Rafa...

What's wrong?

Isn't anybody else going

to make a wish?

Okay, I'm going to bed.

Careful.

I got dizzy.

It must be the alcohol,

we've had a lot.

Or the shrooms.

You're kidding. Seriously?

Did you spike the drinks?

We can't let

another 20 years go by, Sara.

From now on, friends stick together!

I'm talking to you, a**hole.

Did you spike our drinks?

Cova, calm down.

Cova, take it easy.

Covadonga.

Relax...

Relax...

Enjoy...

- Open the doors of perception.

- This isn't funny.

- I hardly know you guys.

- I don't think it's funny either.

How about we go inside

and you can sing for us, princess?

I should kick your ass!

Don't you respect anything?

Wasn't the last time enough for you?

Damn it!

Not the Prophet again...

Where's the f***ing Prophet?

He's always here,

even when he's not.

Lay off Angel,

we were doing just fine.

What the f*** was that?

They're here...

The aliens.

Has anyone ever seen the sky

like that?

No.

It has a weird glow.

We have just witnessed

a supernova exploding.

We are about to be swallowed

by a black hole.

Nothingness...

Shut up already.

- The lights went out in the house.

- Anyone got a lighter?

A flashlight.

- Mine doesn't work.

- No battery.

Mine either.

Wonderful.

Probably a technical problem.

The whole area

must be without power.

We need to talk to someone

to find out what's going on.

How? The batteries are all dead.

I have a charger in the car.

Guys, I'm starting to get

a little nervous.

Do any of your cars have

manual locks?

- My truck. What's wrong?

- Get your keys and come with me.

Get dressed.

With what?

- Cover yourself, damn it.

- Take it easy.

Come on, let's go!

Happy?

Turn on the lights.

What the hell?

I'll try mine.

It's no use.

You won't be able to open it.

It might be

an electromagnetic pulse.

Yeah, right.

It can be caused by lightning

and affects anything electrical.

That wasn't lightning.

Or it could be caused

by a meteor impact,

or a nuclear bomb.

Sure, or a terrorist attack,

or World War Ill...

Give me a break.

Are you saying this was caused

by a meteor impact?

You guys, get a grip.

It's a blackout.

This isn't a blackout.

What about the cars

and cell phones?

Angel?

Angel!

- Sara...

- Angel!

Sara!

This has to be

Angel playing a joke on us.

Angel, knock it off!

You're scaring us!

You guys are starting

to freak me out with all this.

Would someone explain this whole

prophet thing to me?

- It doesn't concern you.

- Okay, but I'm here.

So stop being so mysterious

and tell us what happened.

The last time we saw each other

things got out of hand.

Hugo...

Look, Angel always carried a bag...

of candy on him.

We'd get totally wasted.

We'd get here

and he'd start passing them out.

"Here, open your mouth. "

Boom.

We didn't even know

what we were taking.

One day Sergio and Hugo grabbed him

and Rafa and I made him swallow

his own pills.

The girls encouraged us

and gave him water to wash it down.

- It was a joke.

- Come on.

Don't act naive,

we knew what we were doing.

Bullshit, Rafa.

Nobody expected that.

His family had a history

of schizophrenia.

We looked for him all night

and finally found him by a tree,

foaming at the mouth

and speaking nonsense...

Stuff from the Bible

mixed with insults,

that this was the end,

the end of everything.

At first we laughed.

But then it wasn't funny anymore.

They put him in the asylum,

we grew apart

and stopped seeing each other.

We didn't do anything that bad.

- Yes, we did.

- No, we didn't.

Yes, we did, Hugo.

But not that night. After.

We abandoned him, guys.

All of us.

But he's okay now.

I saw him.

Listen.

- All this was Angel's idea.

- What?

Sara only called everybody.

He wanted everybody

to see each other again.

I guess to tell us

he'd forgiven us.

Or just the opposite, you dumbshit.

You guys make him sound like

a psychopath.

He's violent. Why do you think

he was in an asylum?

Let's go back to the fire,

at least we can see there.

Will you stop

with the f***ing campfire?

- Haven't you had enough?

- Rafa...

Nice bunch of friends!

Awesome.

One laughs in my face

about my company going under...

and this one kept nagging us

to come back out here

to remind us why we haven't

seen each other in 20 years.

- Rafa, please.

- What about you?

Still in love with

your high school boyfriend

who blew you off and always will.

But we forget everything, right?

No problem. We smoke a couple joints

and forget everything.

Bullshit!

And now all that prophet crap

has to come out...

There's my list, Sara.

Toss it in the fire for me.

I'm going to bed.

Rafa, don't go like this.

Rafa.

Rafa!

Forgive him, okay?

He's had a shitty year.

- I'm going to bed too.

- I'll go with you.

That went well, didn't it?

I don't get it, man.

Hey, it's Sleeping Beauty.

Come and give us a hand.

I don't know about cars.

I prefer having mine towed

and getting it fixed.

The phones aren't working.

We'll look for help in town.

We can't stay here.

On foot? It would take

a full day, or longer.

There's a house down the hill,

right?

We can try there, maybe somebody

can give us a ride.

What's wrong?

Rafa's gone.

Gone?

That's right, gone.

He left all his stuff.

In the room, all of it.

His wallet, cell phone...

Don't worry.

He can't have gone far.

He'll show up any minute,

you'll see.

We can ask at the house

down the hill.

- What time is it?

- Nothing works.

Hey, maybe we should talk about

what happened last night

in the bedroom.

Just so you know...

it's included in the arrangement,

- if you want...

- Look...

This isn't going to work.

You're free to do

whatever you want, okay?

Let's not keep doing this.

Don't be so melodramatic.

It sounds like you're dumping

your girlfriend.

I'll pay you the other half

when we get back.

I made a mistake, I'm sorry.

I feel uncomfortable.

Okay, whatever you say.

You're a very special girl.

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