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The wild 90s are in the past.

The Immortal is retired from drug trafficking

and Blondie is running the business.

Madrid breathes in peace.

There's only one way to preserve it: bury the ghosts of the past.

The characters and events have been fictionalized.

BRIDAL BOUTIQUE MADRID

I feel like I'm in a costume.

Oh, silly, you look gorgeous.

Let me check the zipper.

This is hard, eh?

What do you mean? You look like a princess.

Like a Disney princess.

Yes, a Disney princess.

Okay, this one then. We'll take this one.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Go change, we'll go pay.

I'll go with you.

Oh, shit.

Sheyla, help me with the dress.

Sheyla, come here! Come here!

Come here! Come here!

Come here!

Get up! Quick!

You have to be quiet.

- Don't hurt us, please! - And the other two girls?

Hold on!

- Don't move! - Come here!

Hold on!

Sheyla!

Sheyla!

THE IMMORTAL

THREE DAYS BEFORE

Table for two.

He's asleep.

Answer the fucking phone. It's ringing non-stop.

Hello? Speak properly, man.

Wait...

- José. - So, motherfucker?

How long's it been? How you doin'?

Good. Come have some beers and we'll catch up.

Well, I'd like to, but it'd kind of far.

Don't you believe it.

Where can we meet?

Are you in Miami?

Hey, can you take the boy to practice this afternoon?

Weren't you taking him?

Yeah, but Kevin called me to meet up.

I told you, I have the signing for the Fisher Island house.

I know.

Tell him another day.

Don't wait up for me. The buyer invited us to dinner.

Okay.

Are you gonna cry?

I did rhythmic gymnastics when I was a girl.

I could've won a medal, you know?

I don't know if they'll give you a medal,

but if we get the Olympics, they'll be stuffed with gold.

- And us along with them. - Blondie.

They want you "upstairs".

I told them to take a walk and head home.

The shipment arrives early, I want them fresh in the gym at 6.

Okay.

- This is raw. - It's raw.

- Gross! - My mouth's dry.

Fucking shit!

Anything to drink?

Look, look.

- Gross! - That's going good.

Something to drink.

Fuck. Your cousin and this guy...

Wham-bam, eh?

Hey, don't be such a gossip.

Am I the only one who sees it?

Is Blondie stuck on that brat?

- Hot, good family, educated. - You're jealous, right?

- I made a good signing. - Terrific.

Hey, he's Catalan, or even I would fuck him.

Not you, but do you know who slipped him one?

- Caballero. - Caballero.

Caballero? Caballero is a fairy?

Very much so.

You'll meet him when he's out, he'd be in his element here.

I'm splitting.

Splitting to where? Where to?

The Nazis were seen dealing at the door of Joy again.

Can't I pay them a little visit?

No, stay out of it. Stick to what Blondie said.

They're just a few dealers.

So was José. And who remembers the Titans now?

Correa, we stop them now or have trouble later.

That's how it is. Here, thank you.

Blondie won't be pleased, she won't like it. Do you hear me?

- Where are you going? - To beat their asses.

- Beat whose asses? - The fucking Nazis.

Stay here with your cousin, maybe you'll learn something.

- What? But Nano... - Don't bust my balls.

But Nano, man... Listen to me, please.

I've been preparing for this all my fucking life.

Fine. Any dumb shit, I'll beat your ass, got it?

Come on.

Those hands.

Those hands, keep them still.

Move it.

Come on.

I'm delighted to have the support of businessmen like you.

Anything to put Madrid where it should be.

Thank you so much.

This guy? He seems nice.

He'd better be. That little smile is worth 3%.

Speaking of business, when does the ship get to Vigo?

Six o'clock. The carriers have all set to take out of Spain.

We pay Doña and you settle up with your investors.

I convinced the Penedés winery folks

to reinvest in the next shipment.

You Catalans have got it bad.

You love money more than a junkie loves smack.

Cheers.

- Not until it's done, bad luck. - Seriously?

Don't give me that look, you're not distracting me today.

We'll see about that.

Come, I want to introduce you to someone.

Give me a queen, Amunike.

Give me a fucking queen and I'll adopt you.

I'm all in.

Hi, Blondie.

How are you doing there?

We'll get there on time.

Tell the boss I want a truckload of girls when I get to Madrid.

Haven't you killed him yet?

One more day and I'll toss him overboard.

The port guy has the permits ready.

You unload and head to Madrid.

Who's the carrier?

Frutas. He's taking care of the transfer to the nursery.

'Bye, I'm going to drive. See you at the gym.

Got it, boss.

Let's see.

Let's see if it works for you. Go on, there. Okay.

Good? Yes?

Let's see.

Hey, the cap.

To block the sun. Off you go.

Don't you watch your back now?

Shit. You scared me.

So...?

And this girl?

Sheyla? Give your uncle a hug.

But you're so big, girl.

- Thanks. - Yeah...

Look, that's my boy, with the cap backward.

- Number one. - He has a name, doesn't he?

Maybe you'll get mad.

His name's Sebas.

Sebas? Like my uncle.

Son of a bitch, why would I get mad about that?

Relax, for fuck's sake.

I don't know, when you called I got spooked.

Oh, yeah?

I don't know.

I always thought that one day you'd come for payback with Pau.

What's she doing now?

She sells apartments to rich people and introduces them to each other.

I take care of the kid.

I bought a minivan to fit all the groceries.

You've turned into a real dork.

You have no idea.

I think she's cheating on me.

With some rich dude.

I hired a detective to follow her.

He gave me a report, I've got it at home.

I swear, it's at home and...

I don't have the balls to open it.

What about you?

Business trip?

I promised my girl I'd take her to Disney World, so here we are.

Right.

Right what?

I came to see you, buddy.

That's what friends are for.

I'm out of the game, Robert. I don't do anything illegal.

Fucking great. A model businessman.

- In construction. - Sure thing.

Blondie takes care of everything.

I got Blondie an amazing house, it beats Preysler's.

No shit.

- She has a broker and everything. - The stock exchange kind?

No, a posh guy from Barcelona. A Catalan.

He introduces her to people, they do business.

She's doing great.

And the others? Any news?

Nano's the same as ever and...

Caballero asked for a furlough to do a TV show.

I'm blown away.

No nostalgia?

About Caballero? Sheyla and Carlitos watch him all day on TV.

No, I mean the business.

- Business? - Being there, full-on.

No way.

Sure.

Yeah, having kids is awesome, man.

I'm thrilled.

And you can go out for a beer,

without a bunch of thugs waiting for you.

It's not bad.

Yeah, it's not bad.

- Hey, handsome. - Hey, cutie.

There they are.

Let's see that.

Fucking gross.

Looking good.

Where did you get them?

- From the zoo. - The zoo.

Come on.

What are you doing? Where are you going?

Put that away.

- What do you mean? - Put that away.

Then why did I come here?

Put that away, I said.

What's up, princesses?

Here's a little gift!

Slut!

What?

Motherfuckers!

Beat this motherfucker!

Get him!

- Who's the rat? - Get him!

Motherfuckers!

Nobody touches my buddy!

Nano, Nano.

Fuck those...

Hello?

Blondie, sorry about the time,

but there's been an annoying setback.

What's wrong, Doña?

My gringo friends just told me.

The Spanish police have located our little boat.

They'll seize it when it docks.

Blondie, are you still there?

How did they find out about the shipment?

I'll make my inquiries.

Do the same with your contacts there.

The main thing now is to save the merchandise.

Yes, yes, don't worry.

I'll tell my men to change the boat's course.

Alert José Antonio too.

José?

José has nothing to do with the shipment.

- He's out of the game. - I'm aware of that.

But his name's on the arrest list. They want to arrest him in Miami.

Yes, boss.

We have to change course.

Why? What's going on?

I'll tell you later.

Head for Algeciras and turn off the radar, got it?

Got it.

Go, the sooner the better. I'll call you later.

Hey, hey. No, no.

Carmen, Carmen!

I'll kill you, Carmen. I will.

This girl has no shame.

I'll kill you, Carmen. I will.

Oh, my god!

Make the most of it, Mom, you only live once.

Someone's calling!

Hey, Blondie. Are you coming or not?

I'd love to, but I'm still here busy with the Olympics

and I have to talk to your brother.

At this hour? He's on a trip.

Yes, I know, but I'm here with the city planning councillor.

He's had a few too many and is dying to talk to him.

Honey, does your brother have a US number for the trip?

Yes, he does.

Send it to me, and you two will be building the Olympic Village.

Sure, I will.

Don't they play football here?

No way, I wanted to sign him up, but the kid didn't want to.

He's not bad.

Yeah. He didn't take after his dad.

You bastard. I'm not really into sports, y'know?

Blonde, what's up?

What?

So, Paulina's the athlete or...?

Do you remember her?

Of course.

Are we going to see her?

No. She's working this afternoon.

What a shame.

It's late for Blondie to be up.

Honey, shall we get some ice cream?

- Okay. - I'll get the little guy.

Do you like it?

Sure.

Sheyla, you're staying with your uncle for a while, okay?

No, Dad, I'm going with you.

It's not up for discussion.

You okay in back?

Yes, uncle.

Hey!

José, everything all right?

Nothing a wad of cash won't solve.

Look after the girl. I'll see you later.

Shall I call our contact in the police?

If he hasn't said anything, he doesn't know shit.

With what we pay him, he'd better.

They haven't arrived yet, have they?

They're not answering their landline or cell phones.

If something's happened to them,

I'll make a necklace with their balls.

Give me a clean phone.

Here.

Don't touch me! Relax!

Take it easy, fuck it!

Shit! It keeps on ringing!

I'll get it. It's not normal at this hour, Nano.

Zip it!

Not one fucking word, you hear?

Right. Move!

Yes?

Where the fuck are you?

- Cousin, what's wrong? - Home sweet home.

Put Nano on, I know you're with him.

Nano?

He's vomiting? You guys are a pain in the ass.

Something didn't agree with him.

Go to the gym right fucking now, you hear?

Is something wrong?

You guys are nitwits, Lolo. That's what's wrong.

Listen, tell me... Cousin?

She hung up on me.

Nano, you're not okay.

Fuck.

Go on, puke, get it out.

Are you sending them to Algeciras?

If I don't kill them first.

Blondie, I've no doubt that it'll turn out fine.

But if something goes wrong, we have to ditch the whole load.

And what about the money we owe Carles' investors?

Oh, well, that's his problem.

He'll have to deal with it.

Are you telling me to abandon your friend?

No.

You're both my friends.

But it just so happens that you...

are my boss.

And I'm just saying what I think is best.

If we don't pay, no one will put one euro into the next shipment.

If there is one.

20 tons. That's 13 years.

I swear to God, we're saving this shipment.

Careful with that antenna. It's not covered by insurance.

Leave it the fuck alone.

Just think about the shrimp we'll stuff ourselves with.

Something doesn't add up.

Look, Ali, you're Berber. You're from the desert.

What the hell do you know about nautical charts?

I'm from Mallorca.

What the hell do you want?

Yes, Amunike, the beautiful stars.

What the hell is going on?

What's going on?

Hey, stop, what's going on?

- That's the Pole Star, the north. - So?

This motherfucker hasn't changed course.

We're still heading for Vigo!

You're shitting me!

You bastard! Come here!

Hold it, hold it.

Rubio, hold it, relax.

Calm down, let's talk.

Hey, hands up, like that.

Don't get sassy, you bastard.

Don't get sassy.

Anyone else want to miss out on shrimp?

Eh? Keep going...

Like that, fucking chill out.

I know, Mickey, he's being hasty,

but his mother died, he has to rush to Madrid, okay?

You'll pay dearly for this, brother.

The main thing is that they can skip customs,

on the sly, but it has to be fast.

- Let me check. - I'll wait for your call.

- Rober? - Yeah, I'm here.

Head to North Miami Airport.

The flight will be ready in two hours.

- Two hours? - No customs.

Fucking awesome, Mickey. I owe you one.

Hey, we're leaving. Come on.

I'm hungry.

I know, kid. I'll buy you something at the airport.

Okay? Come on.

- Mom! - Honey!

Kisses.

How's it going?

Where did this hottie come from?

I'm Sheyla.

Sheyla? No way!

You were a little girl last time I saw you, right?

Are you on vacation?

Yes, in fact, I have to take her to the airport. Her dad's waiting.

Oh, yeah? Your dad's here with you?

Pau...

Listen, go watch TV with Sheyla.

Take her to the living room, I'm going to talk to Mom. Okay?

Where is that fucking asshole?

He turned up by surprise. He's on vacation.

The kids are playing, that's all, okay?

Fuck your mother.

Pau.

Fucking bullshit, man.

Listen, Pau.

We talked, it's fine, okay?

Fucking relax.

What are you doing?

You're shitting me.

He's come in peace. Put that away.

In peace, bullshit. You helped him get away from the dock, asshole.

How do you know?

Someone warned José Antonio. Who was it?

Are you cooperating with the police?

No more selling houses to rich pricks.

I'm buying them now!

I gave it all up to be here with you!

You're shitting me!

I wasn't born to be a fucking maid, I want to be the fucking boss!

He's out of the game. He gave it up.

As long as he's in my way, he's still in, you bastard.

Put that down.

Put the gun down, Pau. Put it down.

Put it down. Pau, don't fuck with me.

Let me go! Where's your fucking buddy?

C'mon, cut it out.

You're shitting me. Sebas is right there.

- Pau. - Where?

Where's your fucking buddy?

Sheyla, look at me.

Look at me. Are you okay? It's over.

Go get the little guy, okay?

Don't let him see this, go out through the garden.

- Go, hurry up. - Okay.

José?

Tell me you found a way to get me out of here.

Yeah, I did.

I've got a private plane.

Listen to me.

There's been a problem.

What are you saying, Rober? Is the girl okay?

Yes, she's fine. She's fine. Listen to me.

It was Paulina.

She ratted you out to the police.

What the fuck are you saying?

Wait, wait, wait. I'll tell you soon, okay?

We have an eight-hour flight.

What, are you coming too?

The plane has plenty of room.

Only if you want me to.

Sure, asshole. Okay.

Okay, see you soon.

Listen. We leave from North Miami Airport in two hours.

Done, buddy.

Everything okay?

Yeah, go, dude, go.

What happened?

We got a tip-off and had to change course.

You're shitting me.

And we just found out that Paulina is behind it.

- Who's Paulina? - Don't fuck with me.

Fuck.

If she wants them locked up, she wants to come back

and take over the business.

Yeah, they're really gonna fuck over that Mexican bitch.

For sure. What a bitch.

What's up, boss? Nothing to say or what?

I'm gambling millions and you're getting into fights.

Someone has to do it, right?

Or were you going to do it?

Make it the last time I give you an order and you ignore me.

You're high and mighty, eh?

High and mighty.

I'm high and mighty, he says.

You gonna give me a kiss?

You've gone too far, Blondie.

Cousin, way too far, eh?

Shut up or I'll kick you back to the fucking village.

You should've answered the phone, Nano.

Count on it, Doña.

I'll sort out the shipment and take care of her.

Move it.

Don't fuck with me, Amunike.

You've been warming the bench all your life

and now you can be captain, you chicken out.

Fuck...

To make it in time we have to cross the storm.

We can't go around it.

Think of your ancestors, your relatives,

how proud they'll be of you.

Amunike, Captain, what the fuck are a couple of clouds?

Don't fuck with me, Amunike.

Fuck me... You're taking us to Algeciras.

Bring him out!

C'mon, bitch! Get up! Get out, get out!

Don't change the route!

- Come here, you son of a... - Piece of shit!

- Come here, motherfucker! - Piece of shit!

Hold it!

Come on!

Come on! Down you go, motherfucker!

Daddy.

What is it?

Where's Mom?

I told you, she's coming to Madrid in a few days. Okay?

Sheyla.

Hey, Paulina was supposed to be working,

I didn't know she was coming.

- I'm okay, uncle. - Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm okay.

José.

Hey, buddy.

Talk to her. She's fine. I'll get some food for the boy.

- Tell me in a minute. - See you soon.

Blondie.

What are you doing here? How come?

I'm not sleeping tonight, so neither are you.

Is there a problem?

You're wearing a lot of clothes.

Paulina wanted to know where you were.

She almost killed my uncle.

Is it your fault?

No, fuck, I told you. It's always problems with Paulina.

Paulina is the problem.

What's wrong?

Is that why they shot you at school?

Damn it.

Where's Mom?

Mom has nothing to do with what I've done.

But does she know?

Sheyla. Honey...

All that matters here is that we love you.

We want Paulina far away, Paulina will be far away, okay?

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

I'm going to take care of you.

What did you tell Sebas?

That we're going to Madrid to meet Grandma.

Amunike, for Christ's sake!

All ahead full, you bastard! Ride the storm!

Go on, punch it!

Do you prefer this penthouse or the one on Gran Via?

The one on Gran Via, actually.

This one is more special.

Not just anyone can come in here.

Why is that?

Because of the views.

If you look closely, you can see all the way to Barcelona.

Are all brokers bullshitters, or is it just you?

Can't you see the Sagrada Familia?

I can see the "tower" better.

Aren't you getting it?

Should I?

Yes?

José Antonio is heading for Madrid.

I thought you had it under control.

The bastard got away.

Does he know we're in business together?

No, I don't think so.

Rober left too and he took my baby.

I'll keep them on a tight leash.

Tell your people, if anything happens to the boy...

Don't worry.

What about your husband?

I don't have a husband anymore. I'm leaving for Madrid soon.

See you there.

This is fucking crazy, José.

Fuck me, man.

Fucking asshole, right in my fucking face.

At least you've realized, man.

I didn't have the balls to look him in the face,

the son of a bitch fucking her.

Here, you open it.

Fucking open it.

Yeah.

You have to be kidding me!

- Jesus fucking Christ, man. - What is it?

Motherfucker.

- The fucking posh guy, man. - What?

I'll blow his head off, I swear.

- I'm going to blow his head off... - José, what?

- Give it to me. - It's the fucking Catalan.

Jeez, man.

This is the Catalan that is working with Blondie?

But what are you telling me?

Fucking motherfucker!