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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.
Situations and characters are all fictional.
- Which hospital is José in? - The 12th of October. Room 208.
Don't worry, Blondie, he'll pull through.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Can you hear me?
Yeah, sure. What's up?
Something's come up and I want you to come back.
- Now? Is it urgent? - We'll talk about it in person.
I'll run some errands and head there, OK?
I'm going to hang up, I'm driving.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Look for her, like a fucking rat,
and find her!
THE IMMORTAL
What?
This is a breeze, Blondie. Really, relax.
It looks dramatic, but no... it's all fine.
He'll make it.
How is he?
They're taking him off sedation in a few hours.
He's more Madrid than Cibeles. A real "cat".
Yeah, but he's used up a few lives.
He's got a charmed life.
Carlitos, here.
Go get something, OK? A can of whatever you want.
Motherfucker.
Fucking Mexican.
You know he was with Sheila?
You're meant to be with him to find out these things.
He didn't tell me anything.
I didn't hear you come in.
I'm going to run some errands.
What are you doing?
You and I need to talk, Blondie.
- Another day, okay? - Let's go somewhere quiet.
We have nothing to talk about.
We can still work it out.
- Get out of the car. - Alright, Blondie.
Let's not make this a problem.
Get out of the fucking car! Out!
- Hello? - Good afternoon.
- I need a flight. Right now. - Yes, one moment.
- There's one to Sydney... - When does it leave?
Tonight at 8:45.
I want it.
How many tickets?
Paulina Montero?
Yes.
Will you come with me, please?
What is this?
We recorded your conversation with Fausti...
in which you state how you want to take over the business
when your boss is dead.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
You don't?
The thing is, my dear, I can get it to José Antonio.
Or to your husband.
I don't know which one.
Which one?
You still don't know what I'm talking about?
What do you want from me?
And some chocolate palms too.
I'll get you an assortment.
Double it, I'll pay for it.
Hi, Mom.
I've changed my look a little.
Thank you.
When Dad got his second bypass,
your cousin Nati looked out for us the whole time.
She really helped us.
I could've helped you too if you hadn't kicked me out.
I'm staying a few days, but I don't want to stay at home.
Did you sell Grandma's?
Can I stay there?
Say what you like to Dad,
but don't tell anyone else I'm here, OK?
- What's the problem? - Nothing, boyfriend trouble.
I don't feel like talking to anyone.
Yes?
Relax about Blondie.
You needn't worry about her anymore.
Come on.
Let's do the recipe.
Right, fucking great.
No, you don't eat that, Bizcocho.
Hey, hey.
Hey.
What's this?
What's going on?
I don't know.
It must be the hormones.
Dad!
Dad!
Dad!
Hello!
Take it easy, honey. You'll hurt yourself.
Come on.
Sheila...
Mom!
Where's Sheila?
- Where's Sheila, Mom? - At home with her mother.
Don't lie to me. Fucking hell, Mom...
- She's fine, honey, fine. - Don't lie to me.
- Where's Sheila? - She's fine. Alright, honey.
- I'm fine, I'm fine. - Alright, alright.
Rober, come. Come, Rober.
Rober, Rober, where's Sheila?
- Look, look. - Rober. Sheila, Sheila.
- She's fine. Relax. - Where's Sheila?
For fuck's sake, Rober. Why aren't you here?
- Why...? - She's fine, she's at home.
- I'm all right. - It's okay, José.
Breathe.
My girl!
TWO WEEKS LATER
And no sign of Blondie.
- Nothing, Nano? - For fuck's sake.
Nothing.
Fucking hell!
I imagine Fausti found out
she was double dealing and that's it.
What do we do?
We can't go to his fucking house now.
If he put the squeeze on her, I bet she's run off...
and he'll be waiting for us.
José... maybe we have to postpone the Doña thing for a few days.
My fucking ass.
- Has everyone come? - Yes.
Doña and her people arrive in four days.
We reserved a floor of the hotel for her.
They'll dine in the Japanese,
then welcome drinks in Pachá.
I've reserved a floor for them.
- You got enough muscle? - Muscle?
- Muscle? - Security.
Oh, yeah. An army.
No fucking slipups, Nano. We've got a lot riding with Doña.
It'll go fucking smooth, man.
Fucking smooth.
José Antonio plans to expand into Europe
with cocaine from the Mexican cartel.
It's very detailed. Names, flights and schedules.
Is it reliable?
It is.
Apart from José Antonio and the head of the cartel,
there'll be a Greek shipowner, the head of the port of Valencia
and various Dutch and French distributors.
At first, they used respectable businessmen with legal cover.
But that's all over.
If you authorize the operation
and give me the means I need,
it'll be a blow they'll have a hard time recovering from.
You'll have a hard time walking with so many medals.
How did you get all the information?
Let's just say I've been working on this for several years.
Who's the informant?
You're not going to tell me.
I hope you didn't promise something you can't deliver.
The first to go down will be José Antonio.
But then it'll be your buddy Fausti.
You and your husband walk for services rendered.
But if I find out you're still in the game I'll come after you.
Agreed?
It's been a pleasure.
Your heart's racing, isn't it?
Is that bad or what?
It's all fine.
At any rate, you should rest up for a few days.
Take it easy and avoid stress as much as possible.
Rest up now, you heard her.
I'll tell Caballero to look after Doña.
Don't you dare. That's my job.
Besides, I'll be more nervous at home.
- Pau, please. - Relax. It'll be fine.
I promise.
You're more stubborn than José.
C'mon, let's go.
- We cut it in half. - Again?
And in half again.
Takashi, I don't why, but I can't get it.
- They're not equal. - Sure they are.
It must be because I'm not from Japan, but I can't get it.
I hope I never have to cook, because...
Fuck! Blondie...
How are you?
Put that away, you'll hurt yourself.
I thought Fausti had burned you alive,
that maybe he found out something...
I got run over by a car.
You're shitting me.
- I want to see you alone. - Fucking great.
Got a smoke?
It was her, José.
She set it all up with Fausti.
Paulina betrayed us.
She shot you.
Then they went after me.
- Are you sure it was her? - Yes, José, yes.
This is all fucking shit.
What are you going to do?
- José? - Yeah.
- Hey. - What's up?
My friend Rober.
- At this hour, bro? - How are you?
What?
It's been a while since we've both been here in peace.
- Fuck... - Don't bust my balls.
- How've everything at home? - Good.
Good? Let's talk, motherfucker.
- How is it with Paulina? - What the fuck are you doing?
- What's going on with Paulina? - Put the fucking gun down.
Shit, José! What the fuck are you doing?
You gonna tell me or fuck it up right now?
Put the fucking gun down!
Please, put it down! What the hell are you doing?
- Three... - Put the gun down!
- What's the deal with Paulina? - Shit, don't point it at me.
Please, you're scaring me. What the fuck's going on?
- Two... - Please, José, please.
- Put the fucking gun down. - One.
Don't bust my balls.
Relax, fuck it.
Let's talk.
- You fucking... - Come here.
Do what you want, but don't kill her.
What do we do? What?
I'm going to be a dad.
What?
She's pregnant, she's gonna make me a dad.
You gonna kill her now?
And fuck it? No.
Why didn't you tell me until now?
Because... We were going to tell you, OK?
But Pau didn't want you to take her off the Doña thing?
I swear.
Let me see her.
Tell me, where have you got her?
José, stop. Stop, shit.
José!
Stop the fucking car!
Everybody out.
You wanted to talk, right?
So talk.
Pau... what have you done?
That's right, Pau. What have you done?
What?
You were going to get yourself killed because of him.
- As usual. - For fuck's sake.
You don't have the character to say no to him.
Fuck me!
Fuck it all!
Are you crazy or what?
All this guy cares about is his fucking macho pride.
This is why, Rober.
- This is why. - José.
Put the gun down, José.
I'll talk to her. Put the gun down.
Eh, José?
Really?
Please, wait. José, stop, please.
She made a deal with Fausti.
For fuck's sake, come on!
She made a deal with Fausti.
She went to my girl's school...
and opened fire.
Let me talk to her, wait. I'll talk to her. Wait.
Use your head.
Put the gun away.
Finish it.
Out of the way.
Now what, Rober?
Rober.
Wait here, OK?
Don't move. Don't you fucking move, OK?
You just fucked up my life.
José, please.
I'm begging you, please, let me take her away.
You'll never see her again in your fucking life. I swear.
Please, brother, please.
Please, José.
Fucking hell, Rober.
Fucking hell.
Go to Nano's place and lock yourself in.
I don't want to see you.
Eh?
- Dad! - Hi, come here.
You look so pretty. Give me a kiss.
Look what I got you.
Afternoon snack? Come on then.
Nicoleta.
I'll pick her up in two hours.
How are you?
What do you think?
Do it any way you like, but this has to end.
Sort it the fuck out.
You don't want chocolate, you don't want to eat... What's up?
Some pastries?
You don't like muffins, Sheila.
Don't you want to eat?
Honey, I'm going to be away for a few days.
I won't be able to come home, OK?
- Mom won't let you? - No, it's not that.
I have to sort out some boss stuff.
I have to solve some problems.
When I do,
I'll come and we'll go to the amusement park together.
I was really scared.
And I'm sorry.
I know.
I'm really sorry.
Dad, I don't want you to die.
No, no, no, honey.
I'm not leaving you, OK?
Me die? Nobody's going to kill me.
I promise.
I don't want to, José.
To your mother.
I'm sorry.
At least she didn't suffer, she died instantly.
Now I only have you.
Or what's left of me.
Don't overthink it.
Fucking hell.
Come on, shit.
Snap out of it.
The thing with Sheila...
Where did I go wrong, Blondie?
Look, José, you didn't do anything wrong.
You didn't. You've always taken care of all of us.
So snap out of it.
I'm here for you.
We'll seal the deal with Doña
and then we'll take care of that motherfucker.
You must be Blondie.
Welcome.
Nice to meet you.
Let's go.
Doña is going in.
Everyone sharp and in position. We're on maximum alert.
Guadalupe.
I'm so glad to see you.
I'm glad you're in my home. Let's go.
How are we doing?
The meeting's started. Headphones.
Put them on.
No introduction necessary.
You know "your mama", right?
Sit down, boys.
I'm delighted to finally meet you all in person.
Thank you, José Antonio, for arranging it.
Let's talk business,
we haven't much time later to enjoy the city.
Tell me,
how will we move my sugar around Europe?
You bring the merchandise.
I'll take care of road delivery.
Anakis and I have done it before for the Colombians.
We've invented something to get it here from Mexico.
We put in it metal boxes soldered to the hulls of ships.
Once here, we watch all the containers
and have other trucks go on ahead as bait.
The merchandise will reach the port of Rotterdam in a month.
Will you receive it?
It looks like they don't get it, but they have contacts.
And I get on well with the Dutchman.
It's good if it lies low there for a couple of weeks.
We're counting on it.
The Dutchman will put the sugar in containers
and pay off the port authorities.
OK, we're ready...
Do your job.
Fulfill your obligations.
And in a year you'll have made more money
than you can spend in several lifetimes.
- Hooray for Mexico! - Long live Mexico!
Okay, everyone in position. We go in four.
Millo, did you bring the tequilas?
Let's go.
One sec, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
Yes, we're about to go in. Yes, I'm listening. What is it?
- Where's the Iberian ham? - It's waiting outside.
I think Blondie wanted to pay a tribute.
With all due respect, we're in the middle of an operation.
We're about to...
Why did you paint your dark circles
Color of the Royal lily flower
Why are you wearing silk
Oh, bell girl, why is it so
Look, all those who knows not
That you are the key to truth
They say that you're no good
And you could compare yourself to the Madonna lily
Tell him to stop that Ferris wheel
Going round and round
And proclaiming what it wants
To find out your story
They seek him out and when...
In this business you need friends, even in hell.
Especially there.
Of all our collaborators, the DEA is the most necessary.
Some days, like today, as you saw,
they provide us with extra security.
What?
José, they've been on your heels since the Colombian.
Since when does the DEA give the orders in Madrid?
The Ministry has many agreements with them.
Agreements about what?
They've been after that cartel for some time.
So have I.
If they want the credit, I'll give it to them.
It's not that. They'd rather wait
and set up a bigger operation, on a grand scale.
Operation on a grand scale...
Fuck me to hell and back.
Drugs will always be around.
So they decide who controls it and how.
It's not good for a package to move without their knowledge.
Agreed?
Inspector!
Give them all the info and recording from the operation.
While you and I work together,
my friends will be your friends.
May the Virgin protect you.
Cheers.
Will you take me to see the bullfight, you bastard?
I paid those bastards well.
They'll take him to the restroom and leave him alone.
Well done, Paulina. I owe you one, girl.
After that, how you kill him is your deal.
You'll never get a better chance.
- Got it? - I'll take care of it.
That's it then.
If anything goes wrong,
I'll rip her head off.
You're a good actress. Ever thought of going pro?
I'd heard so many things about this cathedral,
- I imagined it was bigger. - Don't overdo it.
Here, please.
What'll it be, cutie?
Can you pull a proper beer? Get me that.
- Is anyone sitting here? - You are, cutie.
Promises that are kept.
May I ask a question?
Sure, whatever you like.
Are you married?
No, no. I don't even have a partner.
I like whoring too much.
This boy and I are very similar.
Come on.
I'll leave you two alone.
- Everything all right? - Yes.
I have a matter to sort out. See you at dinner?
- Is something wrong? - No.
Enjoy.
Bullfighter, bullfighter!
Give him the ear!
Olé!
How the bells toll
Gentlemen
Gentlemen
Of St. John of God
You bastard! Let go of me!
- Blondie pays more. - Motherfucker!
How the bells toll
How they toll for my mother
Of my soul
Of my soul
Of my heart
If I have to go
Let it be to return
And you and the land
And my mother
Who saw me being born
I have all that I want
But I do not have
Any of what I need
I do not have you...
R.I.P. WE WILL BURN DOWN MADRID
SEBASTIÁN ORTIZ TORRES FAMILY AND FRIENDS WON'T FORGET YOU
- Doña was happy. - Blondie!
- Fucking bitch! - José.
And someone upstairs is happy. Thank you.
Thank you.
Let's talk.
You want to talk to me, José? Don't scare me. Don't scare me.
What is it now?
José.
I'm giving it up, Blondie, maybe forever.
What?
The gym, fuck off.
I feel like doing other things. Living life.
C'mon, don't shit me.
And it's your turn to step up.
Yeah, sure, I am.
But with you. What'll I do without you?
You have Nano and Caballero and you have yourself.
No, it's not the same.
You're serious.
Yes, Blondie.
Serious as in I have a daughter called Sheila...
and I want to see her grow up.
We're leaving now.
Take care of yourself, Rober.
And when she dices with you too, I'll be here.
I have to do it for my baby, José.
Yeah, Rober, yeah.
Wherever you fucking go,
you'll always have a place here.
Come here, fuck it!
Hey, and smile.
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