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Let me get this straight.

I don't understand either argument.

Environmentalists are scandalized by hunting,

but they're against fish farming as well?

What I'm saying is wild sea bass caught locally

is what we've always eaten.

You've got it backwards, Menchu.

The only local fish come from the farms.

The ones we catch could be from anywhere...

Those damn stateless fish!

Imagine we didn't raise chickens.

We'd have to hunt them in the mountains.

Chicken meat would become

a delicacy fit for kings

and would probably end up

an endangered species.

A delicacy like the ortolan bunting. Ever heard of it?

- No. - It's a small bird

that's going extinct.

They say it was Mitterrand's last supper.

Wasn't he left-wing?

As left-wing as he was an environmentalist.

Preparing it is quite a ritual, but it's been illegal for some time.

Okay, Ruben, let's hear it.

Before poking out its eyes, you fatten it up for a few days.

Then you get it drunk on Armagnac,

skin it and roast it,

all in ten minutes.

- Ruben, please. - Hold on.

The most interesting part is how you eat it.

- I don't want to hear it. - Let him, he loves provoking us.

You take a napkin, linen if possible,

and then

you put it over your head, like this.

Yeah, you actually do it to hide your cruelty

from the people around you.

You put the whole bird in your mouth,

cut off its head with your teeth and take a big swig

of Burgundy or Bordeaux.

You have to chew

the ortolan slowly for 15 minutes

until it melts in your mouth.

That's disgusting, Ruben.

Trust me, it's a delicacy only few kings will ever enjoy.

You're putting us on.

CREMATORIUM

EPISODE 2: THE RAVINE

I thought you had left.

Let's go somewhere we can talk.

I can't right now, I'm working.

-6,000 euros. - What are you doing?

You'll get me in trouble.

Come on, let's go.

I'm selling the company and you're coming with me.

I know a guy in Madrid.

Wait, hold on.

We need to think this through.

Shit, Irina. Make up your fucking mind already.

Give us a second, damn it!

What is it?

You know you can't be with same girl twice in one night.

Find another or get lost.

I won't tell you again. Leave Irina alone.

They were supposed to pick us up.

What were you expecting, Collado? Mariachis?

Welcome to Tehuantepec.

When can we see Mr. Paredes?

He's in the Ravine. He might not be in

for a couple days.

Have a drink. Your rooms are almost ready.

Thank you.

What'll it be?

Two beers.

Excuse me, Ruben.

What are we going to do for two days?

Nothing. Wait.

What's wrong?

Are you scared?

Not me.

It's just the first time I've ever left Misent.

I don't know, Mexico...

It's not what I expected.

Wait until you see Acapulco.

Drink sangritas by the pool,

play Blackjack at the hotel casino...

Right.

"The bodies to be incinerated had been buried

at an old riding school outside Misent.

According to sources close to the investigation..."

Sources close to the investigation? What the fuck is that?

"...the land belongs to well-known real estate promoter Ruben Bertomeu

who was using Valentin Alonso, the man running funeral services,

as his front man.

Although it's not unusual,

buried along with the human remains police found

large quantities of horse skeletons,

the remains of which are being analyzed by forensics."

- Can we sue the newspaper? - No, that could backfire on us.

Wait till Alonso talks to the judge. His son said he'd keep quiet.

We have to make sure. We need to think of something.

What's going on with anti-corruption?

- That's nothing to worry about. - It isn't?

They've been tailing Ruben for six months. They have tapes.

Yeah, but there's nothing on them.

We read the transcriptions. We just have to be careful.

Remember not to say anything important on your cell phones.

Don't even use them.

We're installing frequency jammers

in the offices so they can't hear anything.

Gentlemen, the matter is closed.

Now that Matias is gone,

I'll be alone up here.

Don't worry, ma'am. Ruben will make sure

you're taken care of.

Amparo, Silvia's mother, would have asked me

to move in with her.

But Ruben...

Ruben won't ask me to.

And if he did, I'd say no.

Ruben's always taken care of his family.

How do you know?

Did he tell you that?

I think they're back.

Excuse me.

It's done. Just what he wanted.

To rest among the orange trees.

Though he was always lonely as a dog out here.

You almost missed it.

You could at least say something nice.

What you said was fine.

Why didn't Miriam come?

She was angry and stayed home.

She's going to ask you for money to go back to London.

I want you to stay out of it.

Juan and I will handle it.

- Fine. - I won't let her be lazy.

She can either study or find another way to make a living.

Okay, but it's a shame.

What's a shame?

Not taking advantage of her opportunities. You didn't either.

Dad, drop it.

Don't start with that again.

Pablo.

Thanks for coming.

It gets pretty stuffy around here sometimes.

I think a little fresh air will do us good.

I couldn't see my father, but I know he's having a hard time.

The first few days are the worst.

They count on that.

That's why they wait so long to take a statement. To break them down.

We know, it's not that.

They froze our accounts and seized our companies.

I'm sure your father has the money stashed somewhere.

How do we move it?

My father isn't worried about the long term.

He's worried about his family right now.

He wants...

He wants some sort of guarantee from Bertomeu.

Guarantee?

Is that a threat?

He wants money? Your father's the one who owes Bertomeu.

And he recognizes that,

even in jail.

What I'm saying is,

the safer he feels,

the safer we'll all feel.

What are you doing here alone like a homo?

Give him his usual.

I recommend Anya.

She came this week. She's good, very good.

Leave me alone.

I understand.

Irina is very hot.

You're not the first idiot to go crazy for a hooker.

But it always ends badly.

Enjoy yourself. I'll call you tomorrow.

Okay.

Treat them nice. Free full service, whatever they want. You got it?

I got it. Politicians?

Soccer club executives.

I'm letting the girls negotiate our winter signings.

Did you hear me?

Get your hands off me!

I'll kick your ass!

- Fucking Russian! - What will you do?

Fuck you!

Get out of here.

- Again? - Yeah.

It's fine, we know each other. We have mutual friends.

He won't cause any more trouble.

Will you?

Watch the girl. I want her at my house when she finishes.

That's a courtesy warning.

I won't say it again.

Thanks, Maria.

Thank you very much.

He's English. Do you recognize him?

No, no.

I visited

all those places you said.

The Museum of Contemporary Art, the Whitechapel?

Well?

I don't know, fine.

You don't know, or fine?

Fine, I guess.

London is like you said.

I'd never met so many people. I'm sharing a place...

Miriam,

your mother asked me

not to give you any more money for London.

Yeah,

- I thought she might. - Your parents want you

to either study or find a job, and I can't

go against them.

You can't? That's a first.

You were the one who said I should go to London

for the whole learning experience,

and now...?

You could give her a job.

You always say you'd like some family in the office.

I don't know.

Maybe that way Miriam could afford to keep studying.

Work with Grandpa? No way.

I'd rather serve drinks.

I'm sure you'd be great at it,

but you should do the numbers.

That's a lot of drinks to serve.

Did you forget this?

I was going to tell you.

What the fuck are you playing at?

- I swear, I... - Don't play with me!

I didn't mean to lie to you.

- I'm not stupid, you know! - You have to believe me...

- Don't laugh at me! - You have to believe me...

I'm not fucking stupid. I'm not fucking stupid.

Come here! Try it with me, you bastard...

Come on, try it with me!

- Go ahead, try it! - What are you doing?

Try it with me!

You son of a bitch!

You fucking asshole!

- What the fuck are you doing? - Shut up!

- So you made up your mind. - Mr. Llorens called.

- He's on his way. - Have him wait.

We'll only be a moment.

Forget it, this was a bad idea.

Have Ana from Sales meet me in my office. You, come with me.

Come in, Ana.

Ana Martos, our sales manager.

- Miriam, my granddaughter. - Nice to meet you.

Miriam is going to work with us

promoting home rentals.

She'll deal directly with customers

so she'll need a change of style.

Show her around

and teach her what she needs to know.

- Of course, Mr. Bertomeu. - She starts today.

It's in my parking spot.

Thanks, Grandpa.

- Keep an eye on her for me, Ana. - Of course.

That's your fucking excuse?

You didn't see him?

What the hell am I paying you for?

I should put you in a room working as a faggot.

- I'm sorry. - More excuses!

What happened?

That motherfucker.

Your friend.

Your friend's friend.

With all due respect, Traian.

You should have let me give him a scare.

We need to reach 5,000 homes,

besides the five hotels, commercial space,

two golf courses and the port facility.

Politically we're covered.

Have we received temporary approval from the city?

We'll get it this week. There were no prerequisites.

What about the commission from City Hall?

We can start requesting permits, we have almost all the land.

These are the only hold-outs.

We need to be careful.

We might still have to swap for public land.

You don't take my calls?

I was in a meeting.

Like I told your boy, it's nothing important.

Ramon Collado is a dead man.

I'm only saying this as a friend. I know he was still working for you.

- Slow down. - There's nothing to wait for.

He ran off with one of my girls. Nobody screws me.

Not with my girls, especially the one I'm fucking.

I understand, Traian. Really, I do.

But I can't afford any more trouble in Misent right now.

This isn't trouble.

Look, we've already been attracting too much attention lately.

If we keep stirring up shit, more flies will come.

I warned you and I warned him.

That's a lot more than I would usually do for anyone.

Let me talk to him. I'll fix it, you'll see.

- You can't fix this anymore. - Yes, I can.

Or you wouldn't have come and told me.

You've never done that for anyone.

I'm glad you appreciate the gesture.

But you didn't do it out of friendship.

Really? Then why did I do it?

Because you and I still have other deals in the works.

I hope you don't forget that.

I'll give you three hours.

Enjoy yourself.

It might be a while before Paredes gets back from the Ravine.

He might never come back.

What the fuck is the Ravine?

The poppy plantations.

Very few people know where they are.

You can always tell who's been there.

Their fingers are always yellow from the poppies.

The ones who come back.

Very few ever do. They say they kill them instead of paying them.

They snort too much, like you.

What the fuck are you doing?

Damn! Killing time.

You haven't stopped snorting that crap.

We've been waiting for two days and there's nothing else to do.

Just hookers and coke.

I have no problem with it.

These guys are great. Always buying.

That's not why we're here. Get it into your head.

You're either a businessman or a customer. We're businessmen.

Okay, whatever you say.

You'll screw everything up.

Look alert, I think they're here.

What will Traian do now?

How should I know?

How was I supposed to know you were fucking him?

Listen, I'll talk to him. It might not be too late.

- Put that down! - What are you doing?

How would you explain the money that jerk caught you with?

You think he doesn't know you've been taking my money for months

and accepting favors behind his back?

Fileah'? - If you're still alive,

it's thanks to me.

Get that straight right now.

- You talked to the Russian? - Yeah, and there's a chance

you might get out of this alive. But it won't be free.

I can imagine.

I need to see you.

- Where are you? - Obviously not in Misent.

Collado, if you don't fix this, it won't matter where you hide.

Okay, okay-

I hear she's really a knockout.

I don't know what to say.

I could imagine my husband having a fling with her, nothing more.

I know what you mean. Menchu, turn, please.

Typical case

of white trash sleeping with a big shot

so she can brag all about it

on the talk shows.

Not just anybody can do it.

They know what they're doing when they sleep with them.

No. Ruben has reached an age

where he doesn't care about anything anymore.

He dyes his hair for her

and lets her blast music...

I saw how upset you were. You want one?

Thanks.

I'm Marta.

Monica.

Smoking is gross.

I read every book I could find about tobacco addiction,

its effects on our health... and I decided to quit.

- But it didn't work. - Yes, it did.

I haven't read a book since.

Has he asked you to marry him yet?

No.

Listen, darling. We always think they're with us for good.

You count on them being afraid you'll get bored with their money

and trade them in for young meat, and it's true, but...

That might not be enough.

Sex is the greatest blessing for a young woman.

Don't be stupid.

Use your weapons while they still have bullets.

So it all comes down to money in the end.

I'm talking about security, darling. Not just money.

You haven't learned a thing.

Spare me the lecture, Ruben.

I asked you for help and you screwed me even more.

Do I look like I pay for people's hookers?

What does the Russian want?

20 thousand for the trouble and you never come back.

- And the girl? - The girl stays.

No way. You know she can't go back there.

You're making this hard on me.

Sit down, don't be an idiot.

How much for the girl, Ruben?

You know money isn't the only issue here.

I know. How much?

He won't like it, but he'll take 50 grand.

70 grand in all.

Fucking great. Where do I get it?

70 grand is what I'm giving you for your company.

You're kidding. That's peanuts.

Just the building and vehicles are worth a lot more than that.

The company isn't worth shit, thanks to you.

If the Russian says yes, it won't be for the money.

It'll be for me.

You're costing me a fucking fortune.

And you're in no position to negotiate.

All right.

If the Russian says yes, I'll do it.

I'll talk to him and if he says yes I'll see you at Zarrategui's office.

All set.

Bertomeu fixed everything with the Russian.

He's giving me 70 grand for my company.

70 grand?

It isn't much, but it'll save our ass for now.

- But how...? - Forget it. Don't ask.

Your grandfather should have consulted us.

You would have said no.

He doesn't decide how things are done in this family.

Especially how we bring you up.

You see?

You tell her.

I can't right now, I'll miss the train.

But we'll have a long talk about this when I get back.

Your mother and I have been looking at universities and...

Dad, there's no way I'm studying at a university here.

I thought you'd talked to your father.

You say that like this is my fault.

You know why I'm saying it.

Because there's no stopping him.

I'll call you when I get there.

Who the hell is Celso Barrero?

Who the fuck am I selling my company to?

Never in your name, right, Ruben?

everybody

has their moment in life.

My father, for example.

He fought at the Ebro and in Stalingrad.

Then he worked his whole life as a bricklayer.

His moments were the two wars.

And mine...

Mine...

Well, you know. All that.

But who knows?

Maybe the good times will come back.

Maybe the best is yet to come.

I doubt it, Ramon.

Count it if you want.

I'll take care of the money.

I thought you didn't pay for other people's hookers.

Sarcos will take it to the Russian.

I'm supposed to trust him?

You're the one I don't trust.

Goodbye, Ruben.

Goodbye, Ramon. Good luck.

All set?

All set.

At least we have enough to get started.

I don't know what to think.

Nobody from your country comes here for the merchandise.

They don't bother to make the trip.

Not even from Galicia. They just pick it up on the coast.

Either you have no fucking clue how this works,

or you have really huge balls.

Let's call it the balls.

I'm a believer and I like keeping my word.

But this is a lot of cash and nobody wants you mouthing off to the cops.

Somebody already did and we almost got caught.

Ernesto Zabalda sent me, you've done business with him before.

You know I have government contacts, here and back home.

Nobody governs here, man.

Even better. That means the exit door is open.

It's all arranged. They're waiting in Madrid.

It's easy.

It's easy to say, that's all.

There's always the risk you'll get robbed,

thrown in the tank

or killed.

These are the bastards who squealed.

They're gonna die for four fucking pesos.

The real bitch

is I still don't know if your balls are real...

or if the army sent you.

I hear your buddy snorted half the coke these dogs tried to steal.

Now, if you don't mind, let's cut the bullshit

and get down to business.

Why are we stopped?

No reason.

This will cover Collado,

but now Bertomeu owes me.

I'll tell him.

He signs but you run the company

and you get the profits.

- The profits? -50% at first.

The other 50% is for Mr. Bertomeu until he gets his investment back.

You'll keep working for me and I'll try to get you more contracts.

I'm offering you a clean business to stay on your feet.

Yeah, but it filed for bankruptcy.

Exactly.

You can use it to launder the money

you hid that you couldn't move.

The judges won't look for it here.

Besides,

it's insurance for any of Bertomeu's properties seized from your father.

All right.

Make sure your father hears about it.

He's outside. Something to drink?

No, thank you.

Ruben.

My anti-corruption friend talked to his contact.

Alonso didn't say anything.

The judge ordered temporary imprisonment without bail.

Diego? It's Miriam.

Yeah, I just got back.

What are you guys doing tonight?

Mayor.

- Thanks for coming. - Silvia, sweetie.

Very interesting.

You know we're behind you all the way.

Something to drink?

- Wine. - Come in.

- Yes, it's very nice. - Thank you.

Silvia, thanks for not delaying

the presentation. I know how important your uncle was to you.

You don't even need to say it.

It didn't seem fair making everyone wait to see how great you are.

You're trying to cheer me up.

No, I'm trying to cheer them up.

Somebody has to pay for the house I got you.

You'd better be a genius.

Let's drink to that.

- Cheers. - Like Miro said,

achieving success takes a combination

of extreme pride and extreme humility.

Excessive pride to have had the idea

and plenty of humility to carry it out.

Of course you'd have to define success as a concept.

Excuse me.

- I need to introduce Sergio. - Sorry.

Economic success,

-social... - Economic?

- Rosa, Sergio. - Hello.

Nice to meet you.

Silvia, he's wonderful. Where had you been hiding?

Pretty nearby, actually.

I knew you'd like it.

Yes, I really do. Maybe I'll buy a couple.

Great. Thank you.

What are you working on?

When we get to Madrid we'll visit a friend of mine.

He owes me big time.

I need to go to the bathroom.

I'll wait in the car.

You never wanted to come.

Like that, motherfucker?

You said to try it with you!

You almost killed me!

- Where is it? - He's got it on him.

There's only 6,000 here.

That's the six he gave me at the club.

- Where's the rest? - How should I know?

You said he had it with him!

70 thousand.

That's what he said.

The money.

Where's the money, 70 thousand?

That bastard Bertomeu double-crossed me...

Fuck!

Get in the car!

- What are you gonna do? - Come on!

Get in the fucking car!

Yuri, Yuri! There's a car coming!

Fucking idiot!

Fucking idiot! Fucking idiot!

What the fuck do we do now with no money?

Who cares?

Are you listening?

Can you hear me?

You're at the hospital. You were very lucky.

What?

The police...

I want to talk to the police.

- So from Mexico... - Yeah, we couldn't go

any further. But it worked out. The only problem

was the heat.

I'd like you to meet someone.

Valentin Alonso. He'll handle the riding school.

How much can each horse carry?

15 kilos of pure cocaine.

That's 120 kilos after we cut it.

Another horse with a burst stomach.