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At the end of the 90s, the Miami gang split into two factions.

"The Immortal" and his former lieutenant

began a violent struggle

for control of drug trafficking in Madrid.

This confrontation shook his reign and fed his legend.

All the situations and characters have been fictionalized.

Vermin, venomous snake

Trash of life

I hate you and despise you

MONTHS LATER

Two-legged rat

I'm talking to you

When are you coming back?

When Correa's got the balls.

What do you want me to tell you?

Sheila asks after you every day.

Yes, I miss her too. Put her on.

- It's Dad. Come on. - Hi, Dad.

- Hey, tigress. How are you? - Good.

How good? Good, good, or what?

When are you coming, Dad?

Pretty soon, I hope. Are you taking care of Mom?

Yes.

OK, honey. I'll leave you now.

I really miss you. I love you very much.

Big kiss. 'Bye.

What's wrong?

Haven't you seen RoboCop? Give me five.

I'm real crazy.

They're soft.

Chato Pastor, now he was a wrestler.

People adored him. You know why?

Because he fought everyone,

the refs, the public,

the judges table, every mother's son.

I'm fucking sick of climbing the stairs, Pascual.

When are we going to the beach?

I'm getting it for you, but Nano said you wanted...

Nano said what?

That you wanted to lie low, I had to find somewhere discreet.

Listen to me.

I want a house by the sea. Got it?

I'll get it for you. You want it with a pool?

Now we're on it, yes.

Then count on it, shit. And Olympic, if necessary, fuck.

They're here.

Fuck, those hooters!

Rober, the sluts. Are you coming?

A quick wank. Get over here.

They're gonna take them off. They are, they are.

Be right there. You'll see, the rat will turn up.

Tell him, Hairy, whose dick stinks more?

Don't act the prude.

I want to see that Virgin.

Fuck me!

It's real cool.

- When Grandma sees it, cousin... - I want to see myself.

Lupe, Lupita, you just can't beat her.

Bring the mirror.

- Bring the fucking mirror! - Yeah. Hairy!

The other way round.

Not even the Virgin of Guadalupe can cure what he did to you.

You gotta rip his guts out, cousin.

Do you know where he's hiding?

You?

Hey, it looks a bit tricky to me like that.

This is what we're going to do.

Take everything from him.

We're taking him out of the business.

We're gonna squeeze him.

I want every last one of his fucking sidekicks.

When he sees he's lost everything, he'll come looking for us.

And we'll be waiting.

If we get his kid, we'll speed things up.

Blondie.

Get me Blondie.

THE IMMORTAL

Here in Madrid it's all quiet.

How's the "human torch"?

No news.

For now he's glad you're gone.

I don't trust him, Blondie.

I want my people protected 24/7, you hear me?

How's the other thing?

Madrid's at a standstill, but Caballero's scoring big

with the Marbella thing, It's a goldmine.

- You want more merchandise? - It'd be good,

but we're short on cash.

And the Colombians want to raise the rates.

Are you with Correa?

I'll put him on.

Correa.

Ask him when we're leaving.

José, how are you?

Give Blondie what she asks for from the Swiss account.

All right.

Do you I need Isabel's signature to get the money out?

I'll talk to her.

When are you getting us out of here?

It'll be easier when we know what Maui's said.

So talk to her and negotiate.

With this kind of witness they're extremely wary.

And more so after Corbalán.

Don't tell me your fucking life story and sort it out.

Look, you're gonna freak. Look how Merche turned out.

I'm pissing myself...

Listen, no more dolls tomorrow.

Don't remind me, who knows what mess I'll find outside.

Fuck, Paqui, girl.

Rafi says he gave up drugs.

My guy told me that and two months later...

And back inside again, taking the shit.

They're a pain in the ass.

Right. We're stupid.

You have a visitor.

Life sucks! What's the other one like?

Dancer?

How long since you danced, Maui?

You shouldn't be here.

You know it and I know it.

Meanwhile, José Antonio is living large

and you could get eight years.

Eight.

He hasn't even got you a lawyer.

He thinks you betrayed him. You know how these things end.

If it were up to him, you'd be lying in a ditch.

I didn't betray him.

Your time's running out.

If you talk now, we'll help you out of this.

But it has to be now, Maui.

Be smart.

Don't let that son of a bitch fuck up your life.

Are you done?

Can I go?

Do you want to go?

- Can I go now? - Do you want to go?

- Can I go now? - Are you sure?

- Can I go now? - Go.

You know where I am, Maui.

I feel sorry for her.

Not me.

She'd better talk for our sake.

For our sake.

What your eyes have that drives me crazy

They drive me crazy

When you look at me, a little look

A little look

It's the way you are

Or your way of seeing my feelings

Your way of understanding

Or of guessing

What I'm thinking

I don't know, I don't know

What your eyes have that drives me crazy

They drive me crazy

When you look at me, a little look

A little look

Now I'll never be able to live

My life far from you

Without your affection...

Turn that down, Carlos. My head's pounding.

Shut up, you pest.

Watch your mouth, OK?

What are you doing?

I don't know what to do with him.

He's being so silly.

Don't say anything to José, he's got enough already.

You're looking pretty.

- Too much, right? I'll change. - Don't you dare.

You're not going around like a nun

with the face and body you've got.

Well, I'm going.

See you later.

No station wants me, Blondie.

My agent tried them all and made it clear

that my career's gone to shit.

I have a bad image.

Blondie, me, a bad image!

I'm all image! What the fuck...?

Change your agent.

Unless I change my face...

They don't even want me for the lottery show.

No, don't resort to food, you'll get fat.

No, fat no.

Sorry.

- I'm a bit late. - Hi, cutie.

Don't worry, Correa and the Swiss guy haven't arrived.

It was in Geneva in January, wasn't it?

So you and Isabel already knew each other.

Yes. And I'm very glad to see her again.

There's wine here, right?

I want to meet José Antonio too.

He's on a trip.

Next time you're in Madrid.

Great.

Nice, I see we're on a first-name basis.

- Shall we talk business? - Please.

Our liquidity's not good and we need money.

- And fast. - Of course.

The money's at your disposal whenever you need it.

Sign an authorization and I'll take care of it.

Perfect.

What's this about wanting to meet José Antonio?

You know what he'll do to you if he finds out about this?

It's fine, don't worry.

I don't like you getting so involved.

In my job I have to deal with all kinds of people.

Ask them to give our account to somebody else.

These strawberries are nice.

I have much trickier clients than your husband.

Tricky? Tricky how?

Trade secret.

Would you rather I called to get you fired?

No.

Then I'd have no excuse to come to Madrid.

Maybe you shouldn't come.

Well, it was about time to see the world. And what a world.

Fuck it, you've had yourself a little getaway.

What are you on about?

Nothing, a little getaway.

I wanted to get out of that fucking dump.

One more week there and I'll blow your uncle's head off.

Come on, let's have fun.

- Come on, let's go. - You're not finishing it?

- Let's go. - Save us a booth.

Look at "Torpedo".

Snuggling up there, the bastard.

Fuck. Who does he remind you of? Look at him. Just the same.

Fucking Sebas.

He'd be here, getting it on... Balls out!

That girl looked at you.

Look. In the stripes, see?

Look at her.

- She's looking at you, Rober. - She's looking at you.

- How about it, Don Juan? - Don't move. She's looking.

- Get down there. - No, no.

Let's both go. Go.

You doing the stroll, or what?

If you got the sass, I'll stick it in your ass.

Look, look.

Second one tonight. Let's go, people!

Nobody misses out on the nectar.

Hey, your friend's pissed off.

No way. You can't get him to leave the house.

Right, Nano?

You've got the face of a good boy,

but I bet you're the naughty one.

And you, babe, you don't talk?

No, he's never seen so many pretty girls all together

and he's scared.

José...

What's wrong? You promised me.

- What? - That you'd have fun.

- Aren't you having fun? - I am. And you?

- I'm going for a walk. - So I see.

Watch it, Nano, watch it.

Let's see how much the basic rate is.

What basic rate?

Come on! Let's not fizzle out!

Let's go! Up you go!

Long live Mexico!

I like it. Party!

I took the trouble of making this.

Tortilla with sauce.

Let's go, Nano.

- Hey, typical of... - Of Mexico.

And I've found a bit more Mexican water.

Water from... Water from... Hey, water from the tap here...

Fuck! I dropped it.

This is my home, right?

My home is your home.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Like this, look. - How?

- Like this, like this... - This is...

Take it easy, OK? Relax.

Smooth.

- Hey. - What?

Got a girlfriend?

- No? - No.

- Yes, you do. - No, I don't.

You do. You said...

- Do you? - No.

No, I don't have a girlfriend.

Or a boyfriend.

What? And you?

The fuckers are asleep.

The fucking stash.

Nano!

Nothing here. They took it all, the bitches.

The guns are here. Fuck her to hell and back.

You gotta be an asshole.

The phones are also here.

But the money under the tile, that's safe, right?

- Tile, my ass. - The...

Fucking tile... What the fuck are you saying?

They took everything.

Fucking hell.

We have to call Madrid for more money.

- What did I tell you, man? - José...

- What did I tell you? - Yeah.

Wait.

Hi, boss.

Let's see what my queens brought.

You see, you bastards?

These three little asses make more

than you can with all the blow in Veracruz, assholes.

You should learn from Paulina, eh, you bastards?

Let's see...

Listen, boss...

I can take a stab at your thing too.

What?

I'll show you I can handle the goods as well as those kids.

What's your fucking rush?

What's the fucking rush? What's the fucking rush?

When I die, you'll be Doña.

Get outta here. Get fucking, get to work.

Smile, you fucker. What are you laughing at?

Am I funny to you, dickhead?

Hey, Miguelito?

What's up, Miguelito?

Caballero, listen to me.

Stop what you're doing and pack your bag.

Yes, you and I are taking a getaway to Marbella.

Yes. Put on your best gear.

Of course.

I just bought the whole store.

Right, honey. Take care.

I don't know what I dig more,

blondes or muscle cars like this one.

Pull out the gun, Mohamed.

Put the window down, please

Blondie. Don't give me that, it's not the car's fault.

Put the window down.

Watch it with those boxes,

we don't want them exploding before it's time.

They conned you.

Fucking rubes, they conned you.

Those tarts are tourist hunters.

The most expensive shag of my life and I don't even remember it.

So I see.

They slip you a mickey and you lose your shirts.

For fuck's sake.

Something can be done, right?

They work for their pimps.

And anyone who gets bold, their throat is slit

and they go diving with the fish.

We'll see who goes diving.

José, here it's not like in Spain.

These people aren't like us.

They've got a short fuse.

A fucking short fuse.

How's the house going?

I'm working on it, I am.

But I guess you guys are on a tight budget.

Uncle, quit busting my balls.

Pascual, Pascual.

The house. I want it now.

Take it easy, man.

Just kidding, José.

Hey, I've got my eye

on something I'm sure you'll like.

Buddy, we'll sort it out, OK?

I can't stand being here another minute, Rober.

I don't know about you, but I'm about to explode.

What a mansion.

It's bigger than José's. How many bathrooms?

I haven't kept count,

but I'll build one just for you. How about that?

I'm selling the last cars for José and it's over,

I'm leaving Madrid.

Oh, yeah?

Where is he?

Blondie.

Where's that bastard hiding?

You're not telling me, right?

Come with me, Blondie.

I don't like your new friends.

Then bring Caballero.

We'll give that fucker a warm welcome.

I don't know, Fausti, I don't see it happening.

I don't think we understand each other, Elena.

I'm not giving you a choice.

So, boys? Good, right? This was it.

Big house, discreet neighbors,

sea views.

Not even Julio Iglesias had a crib like this.

What do you think? Happy?

Fucking hell yeah!

Yeah, fucking great.

So, José? Good, right?

And the beds?

The beds? Whatever you like, José.

You ask and Uncle Pascual gets whatever you want.

Bunks, twin beds, queen...

What?

Shall we celebrate?

Where's the tequila?

Like fuck we're celebrating.

I want my money.

I'll be right back.

- Don't be long. - Not at all.

Be quick about it.

They're really wasted.

Hey, I notice you gave him half or less.

What'll you do with the Spaniards' dough?

We'll keep it to invest, right?

Or do you think our asses will last forever?

And if Manos finds out?

Who's going to tell him? You?

Fuck off, Paulina. I'm no fucking snitch.

That's it then, right?

- Cheers. - Cheers.

What's up, Mexican? No shot, no fucking nothing.

Hey, motherfucker, relax.

Relax, man. So wasted, you bastard!

You're hurting me, man.

From now on, I'll be your lawyer.

You'll have everything.

And I know how to squeeze the judge

to get you out of custody fast.

Does José think I betrayed him?

He had to leave Spain, didn't he?

I haven't opened my mouth.

That's very good.

It's the best scenario for everyone.

I've wished to never have met him,

but I never would've betrayed him.

I'll tell him.

Although...

what would happen if I talked?

José couldn't enter Spain,

he'd never see Isabel

or his daughter

or his family.

It'd all be fucked, right?

Is that a threat?

You're not just getting me out of here.

I want money.

So tell your master

I want enough money for a new life.

No.

Two lives.

Where do I sign?

Right, that's fine.

I'm gonna kill you! I'm gonna beat you!

Please!

Let's go.

Speak.

They killed my sister when she was very young.

I had to look after my two little brothers, man.

I don't give a fucking shit.

Believe me, I have no other way to make...

I'm sick of your little sister and your fucking mother!

Listen to this.

Listen to me, Cinderella.

One more time.

Where's the money?

- We don't have it. - Bullshit!

Life's worth less than nothing, you idiot.

- Let us go. - Where's the fucking money?

- Our boss has it. - Your boss?

Who the fuck is your boss?

- They call him Manos. - Paulita, shut up.

Go on. Go on, go on.

They love him here because he was a champion wrestler.

And he gives work to the slum kids.

He trains the ones who are good for wrestling

and gets the others to sell drugs in the clubs.

What a bad boy.

And he's got us

just to swindle the tourists.

Everybody owes him a fucking favor

and he collects a little at a time.

Come on.

And where is this bastard?

- Where is this bastard? - Come on!

Manos shifts the Tijuana cartel's merchandise from here to Poza Rica.

Fifty for Doña, 50 for me.

- Right now, boss. - What's up, honey?

- I'll bust her head. - Patience, brother.

- No, I'm serious. - Where does the bastard live?

- Blondie. - How do we find him?

- You guys aren't tourists. - Hey, hey, how do we find him?

Where is he?

- Where is he? - Let us go.

- What? - I'll help you get your money back.

Sorry, José. If you were here, it'd be different, but...

Don't shit me, Blondie, I'll be right back.

But I may be dead by then.

No, that's not going to happen.

- Let me go, please. - No way.

What do you want me to do?

Take the offer.

Work for him.

Good night, handsome.

Here. Pass it to me while I talk to your boss.

Move your ass, get some champagne.

What the fuck are we celebrating?

That I'm here. Isn't that enough for you?

I like the news, right, Blondie?

I know a gimp who's getting a kick in the ass.

Life's too short to bet on the losing horse, right?

That's the spirit.

Though you'll have to do something for me.

Yes, it's something we usually do.

You sure it won't leave a trace?

The money migrates from Switzerland to a frontman in the Caribbean.

From there, he moves it to an account in Jersey

and it bounces to a branch in Shanghai.

You move money until not even God knows where it is.

Exactly. When it gets to China it's untraceable.

Do we have to go to China to get it?

No, they'll bring it back.

In cash.

Well, if you prefer coins...

Better in large bills.

Perfect. So all that's left

is to sign this document

and you'll have 100 million pesetas at your disposal.

- Wait. - We need it in two batches.

A payment of 15 million one day and the rest the next day.

No problem.

Make it the last time you don't tell me something.

I'm sorry. It was a last-minute thing.

Still, next time I want to know everything.

Sure. I'm sorry.

Why didn't Elena come?

Blondie's switched sides. She's with Fausti now.

Get in, Isabel. I'll tell you in the car.

José thinks it could be useful to have her close to the Mexican,

to win him over and become his right hand.

To help her to get Fausti to believe it, we'll invest

the first Chinese payment, the 15 million.

Losing money is fucked up...

Do you want to count it?

...but José is sure it's worth it.

How are you going to do it?

Blondie's going to betray us.

Where are you going with the bag?

All right, Blondie.

Hairy, what do they do to fucking jerks in your barrio?

What are they doing? You said you wouldn't touch him.

It's a love pat.

Hairy, do you start or do I?

Fuck.

We have the second payment in the fridge already.

I'll take it to the Colombians.

Yes, I've got the liver to make foie.

It has to be tomorrow.

We go with Manos to the night out

and the house is empty apart from the dogs.

If they get in at 9, you have 2 hours

to open the safe before we get back, got it?

If Manos finds out, he'll kill us.

Did you bring it?

That's it then, right?

That'll do.

Hey.

Did we make out?

The other day, I mean.

What does it matter?

Fucking kids!

Take off those hoods, you look like criminals!

Go do the job I told you!

Move it!

Make it snappy!

A truckload of hookers that I pop it first time.

Fuck me. You were cocky even as a kid.

Now what, uncle? Now what?

You had a minute to spare.

Yeah, a minute. A minute, my ass.

Andrea, Julito... Yeah, sure.

Come on.

I've got the key.

Why do we trust her?

She wants it more than we do.

We already have what we need.

Good.

Caballero will deal with it all, if that's fine with you.

José's in charge.

I just want to be informed while he's gone.

Good.

There's one more thing I want you to know.

We made sure the Mexican girl

won't talk to the police.

That speeds things up.

José will be back sooner.

Is that all good for you?

Thank you.

This came from the court.

Is something wrong?

Maui's been released.

We have nothing. We've lost everything.

Who knows who they bribed this time.

Are you alright?

Are you alright?

- Where are you going? - Fucking home.

For all the good we do, fuck it all.

BALLET ACADEMY

TWO LIVES

Soria, call me, please.

I'm sure in the end we'll find a way to influence them.

Hey, it's been ages, Detective.

I need to see you.

But hadn't you given it up?

Are you at home?

Yes, I'm here.

How much do you want? A gram?

One...

two...

That's it.

- Yeah? - Come on.

Nano, if the safe gets tricky, we'll stick some fireworks in it.

Come on.

Go, go, go.

Sleep here for a bit, OK?

Move it. Take it easy, OK? Very good.

You know I've got a mutt like you in Madrid?

They're out like a light.

There.

Holy shit.

Move it, move it. It's all good, all good.

OK. Let's go, let's go.

Wait. They left the TV on.

- For fuck's sake. - There's no one here.

Let's go.

Look.

Cool.

- The safe, Nano. Go, go. - It's mine.

The fight's started. Look.

Fuck, man, this shit.

He's cracking his head.

Nano, go for it. Come on.

Shut the fuck up.

What?

Shut up, you guys.

Fuck, Rober! Don't touch anything.

Go be a jerk over there.

Careful, you bastard.

I'm going to look that way.

Fucking gross.

I don't like it, Nano. Let's go.

In the name of the Father...

the Son...

and his fucking mother.

Fucking go! Quickly!

Put the fucking gun down.

You're a skillful fucker,

but you don't touch other people's stuff, you bastard.

I told you, Paulina's a treacherous whore.

What a letdown, Paulina.

You just can't trust whores.

Well, you fucking Spaniards...

What do we do now?

I've got my money.

We split and we're all friends.

Yeah, man. I'll buy you some drinks.

Let's go! Move it!

Uncle Pascual's waiting here! Fucking move it!

- Come on! Make it snappy! - Come on, Pascual!

My name's José Antonio, I'm the new boss.

Shall we get some drinks?

I've got some good tequila.

- Yeah? - Shut up, fuckhead!

No, Paulina.

Fucking go, we're going.

Move it.

Let's go, let's go.

I fucked up.

I complicated everything. I'm a fucking asshole, man.

We're good at complicated.

I swear that guy deserved it.

Sure. Fuck that motherfucker.

You did fucking great.

What's done is done.

You still don't get it.

I'm dead. You guys too.

Doña won't let us go on like this.

We'll find a solution, OK?

It's tricky.

You really trust your friend?

Doña is the most bloodthirsty boss in all fucking Mexico.

We've dealt with nasty people before.

Yeah?

You've never dealt with anyone like Doña before.

What do you think?

We'll be leaving soon.

What if we take her with us?

She's got some balls.

What I'm taking is Doña.

We take Doña's coke and fuck the Colombians.

Fausti's gonna shit himself, the motherfucker.

I'm outta here, this is bullshit. You coming?