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I could've loved him madly...

but El Gallego came too late,

after El Güero had already ruined all my dreams.

You knew where my drugs were and didn't tell me.

Sometimes the police have to score one, too, right?

I'm sick and tired of you comparing me with the dead guy! So choose.

El Güero would have never wondered who was better. He knew he was.

It's me, Jaime Arenas. I need to negotiate with you.

I know I made a mistake. I'm sorry.

Will you marry me?

Call an ambulance. Quick!

We must save this woman, no matter what.

I promised myself not to cry over anyone's death again.

Because only a stupid Galician would fall in love with an iceberg.

We've been informed that Jaime's wife is still alive.

You're not dying without telling me where the drugs are.

I want to marry you.

Why did you put on the ring?

Because I'm leaving and you're afraid to be alone?

No! I put it on long before you arrived.

Then why do you want to marry me now?

Because I love you, why else?

I still think I shouldn't marry.

I have very bad luck, Santiago. You should understand that.

Every time I make plans to be happy, something horrible happens

and all my dreams fall apart.

But if you want to marry, let's marry. No problem.

That sure is a romantic way to say you want to marry me.

Well, if you want, I can sing something by José Alfredo,

so you see I can be romantic.

In my own way, but I can be.

Come on!

Come on, you dummy.

Let's hit the sack to celebrate the marriage.

That's the best thing we do. At least we don't fight there.

You'll see how romantic I get.

The prettier the rose, the sharper the thorns.

Love is so beautiful!

- Mr. O'Farrell! - Hold it.

I told you you can't come in.

If he finds out you denied him an interview

with the most important magazine in southern Spain, he won't be happy.

Yes, but we're talking about his daughter's health,

so he won't be giving any exclusive interviews.

Mr. O'Farrell!

Sir, please.

What is it?

Lower your voice!

Is there no more respect for other people's pain?

I'm sorry, sir. I'm a journalist from the magazine Corazón, Corazón.

I'm writing about your family. We'd like to know about your daughter's health.

- Our readers would like to know. - Yes, thanks.

I'd appreciate it if you don't take any pictures.

As you wish, sir.

Thanks for understanding. This is painful.

This is disgusting!

I'm telling you.

They don't want any priest. They need a bishop to give her the last rites.

By God.

And now with pictures.

Lord, we ask you to dispel any suffering from her body and her soul.

Give her her spiritual and physical health back,

so that when she recovers with your forgiveness,

she can get to continue her daily tasks again.

You, who lives and reigns forever and ever. Amen.

Oh, my God. She's waking up.

Are you alright, honey? What do you want?

Speak!

What?

Go to hell.

Go to hell.

Go to hell.

To hell! Get out!

Everyone get out!

Get out!

Sirs, the patient has woken up from the anesthesia.

No, you stay here.

Let me know if her parents come. I need to talk to her in private.

Patty O'Farrell. Welcome.

You just came back from the land of the dead.

Leave me alone.

Sure. But first, we need to talk about some things.

I have nothing to talk to you. I don't know you.

But I know you, and very well.

Besides, I know you know something I don't.

But you're telling me right now because I'm Lieutenant Juárez,

Chief of the Narcotics Department.

Go away, or I'll call the nurse.

Where are the drugs that Jaime Arenas stole?

- I don't know what you're talking about. - Of course you do.

You can't just hide half a ton of coke anywhere.

Screw you.

You're hurting me.

And I'll hurt you even more. So speak.

I don't know anything about any drugs or what my boyfriend did.

Good.

So you'll rot in prison for drug possession.

And your daddy won't be able to do anything.

I don't have any drugs.

No. Not here.

But it must be somewhere.

And I assure you I'll make sure I find it.

Patty...

You'll be the most beautiful, aristocratic woman to ever step into a Spanish prison.

Have a good day.

Go to hell.

6 MONTHS LATER

20,000 euros for each.

There's something very important.

El Gallego must look guilty, is that clear?

- Bravo! - Is it in?

That's my girl. You did it!

Is everything okay? You sure? Didn't I miss anything?

Not even one screw.

You assembled the engine all by yourself.

Now you know everything I know about the sea and its secrets.

Now you know everything about assembling engines outboard, routes, maps.

Nobody can beat you at reading the radar.

And you're better than me at the steering wheel.

What will you do with me?

You don't need me anymore. I've nothing else to teach you.

Are you leaving me now?

No, I still need you.

I need you even to breathe, you dummy.

You're my oxygen.

My everyday fresh air.

See? I can be romantic.

Well, that sounded faker than a six-euro bill.

See?

When I'm not romantic, I'm not.

But when I am, you don't believe me.

Hey! Yeah, we're free.

Whose shipment is it?

Yeah. They're all right.

See you in a while.

Cañabotas. He wants us to do a job for him tonight.

I don't like him at all.

You wanted to be my partner?

Well, partners share everything.

Even people we don't like. So let's go.

400 kilos of hashish.

Seven times purer than the normal one. The best there is.

20 groups in 20 packages.

Where do we have to unload the goods?

In Punta Castor. Do you know where it is? Next to Estepona.

They'll be waiting for you at 1:00.

I brought Officer Velazco, the authority.

He'll look the other way. We're completely safe.

This time we're taking notaries.

I said no. Too many people on board.

- My boat isn't a passenger ferry. - The notaries will do their work.

They ask both parties for warranties so the goods arrive safely.

My word is my warranty.

Both sides know me very well.

All right. But she has to stay ashore.

What's your problem?

I was wondering the same.

Why does she have to stay ashore?

Is there anything I should know?

There's nothing going on. Don't be so suspicious.

How would you justify being caught or having the goods taken? With witnesses.

These goods belong to hardcore Italian Mafiosi.

If I'm caught and I throw the packages, they'll know I had to.

The one who hires me knows it. She comes with me. Period.

This could cause a problem one of these days.

Try not to be the one who causes it.

All right, all right. Those are your rules.

We won't argue. We're all in this together.

Don't look at me.

I told you this wouldn't work out like this.

That he wouldn't leave his wife, who is also his best pilot, ashore.

And let alone letting one of your notaries get on.

So, let's change the subject. What about the payment? Same as usual?

- Whatever. - Good.

Perfect.

Two thirds first. The rest, in Gibraltar's bank.

- Very well. Deal. - Deal.

Tonight.

- You can talk the numbers with Teresa. - All right, don't worry.

See you, bye.

Honey, those guys, Cañabotas and Velazco, I really don't like them at all.

You're right. Me, neither.

Let's not take this load. Something's not right.

I can't, honey. I've already given my word.

But I feel tonight will be rough.

I'll go to the car.

Come on. Let's go.

- Hold on. Ready? - Yes.

There are two Coast Guards.

Hold on.

The helicopter!

What do we do?

Hold on! It's a setup!

Let's go to the shore!

There are rocks there!

Cañabotas, say that again. I can't hear you.

- Tell me what's wrong. - I can't hear you.

Turn off the music.

Say that again, Cañabotas.

What?

Get out!

- Then who died? - Who's dead?

Mexicana?

Are you sure?

Cañabotas!

What happened, Laarbi?

Don't move.

Have some rest.

Where is Santiago?

Where is Santiago?

Calm down, Teresa.

I asked you a question, God damn it. Where is Santiago?

He's dead, isn't he?

I don't know why I'm asking. I know he died.

In the end, all my nightmares became true.

He died as well.

Yes, Teresa, El Gallego died with the impact.

Santiago hated the idea of dying drowned.

He died instantly. He didn't have time to process anything.

What happened, Teresa?

Nobody knows that sea better than you two.

We were betrayed, Oscar.

We were betrayed.

Everything was wrong from the very beginning.

The shipment wasn't what it should be.

The Coast Guard was waiting for us like they knew when we'd arrive.

I remember we were running away, we were going at 50 knots.

The bastards were cornering us.

The light of that bird tormented us.

Suddenly, out of the blue, two other boats appeared.

And they pulled us over.

I knew the rocks of Piedra de León were near.

That they were coming, and I told Santiago.

There are rocks at the shore!

Then...

I can't remember anything.

The impact was terrible.

The boat was pulverized.

Santiago fell on the rocks and you fell in the water and broke your shoulder.

How am I still alive?

Javier Collado saved your life.

Who?

Him.

He wanted to come with me to make sure you're alive.

I know that guy.

Yes, I pointed him out to you.

He's the pilot of the Coast Guard helicopter.

So he's partially responsible for Santiago's death.

He's also responsible for you being alive.

Do you think that makes me happy?

The man I love has just died.

I lost again.

I have to keep his face in my memory.

You're angry. That's why you want to take revenge on the man who saved your life.

I just know I can't forget his face and his name.

Javier Collado.

Where is he?

Santiago. His body, what did they do with it?

It's being taken to Galicia.

Good.

He would've wanted to be buried in Galicia.

I also want to be buried in my Mexico.

Santiago was a good guy.

Thanks, Oscar.

- I want to get some sleep. - Of course.

I'll go.

I'll leave you and...

I'm with you, Teresa.

With your pain.

Javier Collado...

WEEKS LATER

If you get me a good lawyer, will I be able to get out in one year?

Much less. Don't worry.

Besides, we will be in touch. Look.

I wanted to talk to you about that, before you were taken to prison.

You know all good things are expensive.

And for the justice engine to work, fuel is needed.

But don't worry. Look.

Sign these papers

and I'll get you the best judge in all Andalusia.

- What are those papers? - Nothing.

A power of attorney so I can manage the little money there's in the banks.

And so I can sell something, if necessary,

to pay your defense. But it won't be necessary.

Sign.

Miss Mendoza.

Give me a minute, please.

Eddie, don't let me down.

I can't count on anyone else but you.

Look, Teresa...

Santiago was like a brother to me.

I swear I'll get you out of prison no matter what, all right?

Let's go. You'll be out in two shakes.

Thanks, Eddie.

He who laughs last laughs best, Aztec princess.

Where did you say Mexicana is?

In Pinar de Puerto de Santa María.

Thanks.

Five years.

Five years for Mexicana, how about that?

Are you dumb or what?

Sure!

She's Mexicana's best friend, that's why she's sad.

What is it? Get out!

So, five years...

They're giving her five years.

In the end, she came off well.

She can rot in prison for all I care.

Revenge is best served cold, right?

What? I couldn't care less! Like he says, she can rot in prison for all I care.

She can spend all her life in prison.

Poor Mexican.

She didn't exactly end up in a five-star hotel.

You're right!

He laughs like a hyena.

Teresa said it, he's really in trouble.

Let me tell you one thing,

he'll pay for everything he's done.

When my friend makes a promise, she keeps her word.

So, Teresa Mendoza. Mexicana.

All right.

My name is María Tejada. I'm the prison's social worker.

I'm here to help you with your social reintegration.

How do you eat that?

That's not for eating, honey.

I'm a kind of social counselor.

I'll help you to better use your time in here.

So when you get out, you can have a decent life and a job you deserve.

-Can you read? -Yes.

Great.

I won't have to bother you with a half-hour speech

about the prison's rules, which are here, by the way.

Pay attention to the timetables if you don't want to get in any trouble.

All right.

I can help you contact any friend or relative.

If you want, I'll include them in the visitors' list.

I don't even have a dog.

Can you repeat?

I have no one.

In that case...

I can help you find a job doing what you like to do the most.

Have you got any specialization?

If you've read my file, you must know what my specialization is.

Smuggling hashish.

I want to help you.

So tell me what you can do, please.

Now you know everything I know about the sea and its secrets.

You know everything about assembling an outboard engine, routes, maps.

Nobody can beat you reading the radar.

You're better than me at the steering wheel.

Well...

I know about outboard engines and sailing.

I can also read nautical charts and drive fast boats.

Although I don't think that's very useful in here.

Not very much, Teresa. But I'm sure you can do something else.

I'm good at numbers and accounts.

Well, we may have something there.

In one week, I'll give you some advice, all right?

Yeah.

That's all for today.

Teresa, this prison is far from being a paradise.

The only way to shorten your sentence is following the rules

and staying away from trouble.

All right.

Be strong. Strong and brave.

I know these days are the most difficult. Cheer up!

Thanks.

Micaela, take her to her cell.

O'Farrell, what are you doing?

- They just took the cast off. It hurts. - Alright. Let's go.

South-American, sailor and trafficker. Interesting résumé.

Hey. Has there been a verdict?

Hail Mary!

Come in.

Lock the door.

Take a seat. You're at home.

Like you didn't know it's forbidden.

Your proposal was accepted by the board,

so you're on the prison's library.

The Director was the only one against it.

I don't care about him.

What matters is that you'll say I'm good, which will shorten my sentence.

I only say what I see, so keep behaving.

That's my girl!

Hey, who's that girl that just came out?

Her name is Teresa Mendoza.

Mexican. Sentenced to five years for smuggling hashish.

Her husband was killed when they were chasing them.

She was saved miraculously. Poor girl.

You can see the sadness in her face.

And she will be sadder.

You don't know?

I can't believe you don't know those details.

Her cellmate is Makoki.

Poor Teresa.

I win, like always!

Come here, honey!

Come on! Who's your love?

Come on!

Give me my prize.

That's so you all see who's the boss here.

Well?

What a babe!

Do I have a new cellmate?

Did you see what I'm having for dinner tonight?

That's mine. Mine!

Don't touch me, you idiot.

I'll go see what my future wife needs.

Makoki's new toy!

Go in.

WELCOME TO PARADISE

I have to go to the toilet here? In front of everyone?

Of course.

Leave me alone with her. I'll welcome her, honey.

Just in front of me, babe.

Leave us, Micaela. I'll show this baby our love nest.

Come here.

Calm down, Makoki!

What am I doing? I'm behaving like a lady.

To your level, honey.

I'll give this doll a tour around the cell,

so she feels at home, honey.

Let me know if she gets annoying.

Baby.

Come here.

My name is Trinidad Sánchez.

From Pereira, Colombia, honey.

But my friends call me Makoki 3.

Because there was a Makoki 1, a Makoki 2.

They were more hardcore than me, but they were killed, baby.

But you're a delicious thing, honey.

What's your name, baby?

Teresa!

My name is Teresa. Mexican-- from Culiacán.

I'm very bad-tempered.

I don't like bitches to get so close, especially when their breath stinks.

You insolent-- I brush my teeth every day.

- But that's how I like them. - What's up, Makoki?

How's everything going with the new one?

I'm so happy with this cookie they sent me.

So nice, so intense, so insolent.

That's how I like them. Taming them down, honey.

You'll be like a chicken in two days, honey.

Eating from my hand, honey.

She's right. They all fall for Makoki.

Baby girl.

Why are you so interested in that girl if you don't know her?

I was wondering how a Mexican girl can be a hashish trafficker in Andalusia.

SCENES FROM THE NEXT EPISODE

Say something bad about Spanish food again.

Let's see how brave you are, you idiot.

I hope this is the first and the last one, unless you want to die, okay?

-You know what your problem is, Makoki? -What?

That you think you're a man.

But you're missing that thing men have between their legs,

which women love so much.

What right do you have to take my friend and Santiago's things?

Stop bothering me! What do you think you are?

Come on now! Let's see!