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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.
All the situations and characters have been fictionalized.
Patient intubated.
Okay, he’s breathing.
- Is he still bleeding? - He's still bleeding.
- Torax tube is connected? - Is it connected?
You’ve got it in.
Tell them we’re arriving.
Go! Code Blue, go!
Central Hospital, Unit 42 coming in.
Go!
45 years old patient, with four bullet wounds.
Into surgery, now. We can't lose him.
Hemodynamically unstable patient. Sinus tachycardia.
Hypotensive, we've put in an 8.5-gauge tube.
Tubes?
Tubes: Airway 18 and one intraosseus.
Perfect. Quickly.
He was bleeding bad, so we inserted a chest tube.
Let's go, he won't make it.
Come on, hold on.
THE IMMORTAL
Code Blue, Code Blue, go!
Nano.
I don’t like this at all.
What are we doing here?
It’s a surprise, Correa.
Here?
Yeah, looks good, huh?
Hey, look.
- Come on. - No, I’m not getting out.
I’m not getting out.
- No? - No, I’m not getting out.
Nano, fuck.
Let’s go, it’s late.
Blondie, what the fuck is going on?
What does all this mean?
Inside.
Inside? Blondie, please!
What are you saying?
I can explain!
Blondie! For God's sake! You're making a mistake!
Blondie, please!
Paulina’s Nazis have shot José Antonio.
Listen!
You’ll find her and shoot her the 20 times you didn’t before.
Fuck me!
Fuck me.
Do you think he knows where she is?
I have no idea where Paulina is.
I didn’t even know they’d shot José.
I have nothing to do with Paulina.
But you do with Carles.
You’re a rat.
Carles had me by the balls.
And he threatened to tell you.
Why did you take the money?
Because I’m an asshole.
There’s no other explanation.
I have a serious coke problem.
And between that and my exes bleeding me dry...
I was broke.
You could’ve asked me for the money.
Yeah, fine. Once, and again and again...
And then what?
You would’ve told me to fuck off, Blondie.
Well, you've done it now, bro.
You've done it.
How did Carles find out?
I went overboard with coke and...
I asked his advice about some quick investments to pay you back.
But it went wrong.
And the bastard made me lose even more money.
But I swear I didn't know.
I didn't know he was with Paulina.
Blondie.
I made a mistake.
But I promise it won't happen again.
Give me a chance.
When you're done here, go straight to the hospital
and get your kidney looked at.
Well, we'll see.
I don't want to see you again until you're well.
Blondie!
Blondie, for old times' sake!
Caballero, I'm going to the warehouse.
Well, let's get to it.
I'll be fine when the shipment reaches Holland.
Shovels.
Any news of José?
Blood pressure 140, falling. Pulse 130.
Come on, more gauze, more gauze.
I can't see, I can't see anything.
Ventricular fibrillation.
Prepare the defibrillator, I'll start with compressions.
Charge 200 joules.
Clear!
Clear!
Carmen.
- Again! - Go! Go! Again! Again!
Clear!
Clear!
He's still fibrillating. Again! Again!
Clear!
I’m on my way, yes. See you soon
What’s that coming there?
What’s that?
Quicklime.
Quicklime?
Do you want it before or after I shoot you?
You’re going to kill me with quicklime?
But you’re my friend.
You kill me.
You kill me!
Kill me!
A line first.
- What? - A last line.
Yes, a farewell line.
What’s that? Your last wish?
Yes. Who cares, right?
- Seriously? - Who cares now?
Go on, the line. Sure.
MADRID MEDICAL CENTER
It was an accident.
Go, call a doctor!
A doctor, please!
Hello.
I called you eight times, why didn't you answer?
He's out of surgery.
They're taking him to the ICU, you have to help me.
I'm sorry, but he's not my priority right now.
Listen to me, please.
Only his family and I knew he was going to the home.
If he wakes up, he’ll know it was me.
A terrible shooting has shocked the city.
What do you want me to do? Walk into the hospital with a gun?
You have to finish what you started, do you hear me?
I'll help you get your son back. You can't leave me hanging.
Isa, you have two options.
Pray that José Antonio never wakes up,
or go and finish the job yourself.
Listen to me...
Mommy?
My love.
- Will it be okay? - It’ll all be okay.
Relax, it’ll all be fine.
She didn't want to stay home.
Take it easy.
It’ll all be fine. Take it easy.
Where's Daddy?
We'll send a fake convoy ahead as bait and some lookout cars.
We’ve made spare license plates to cross the border.
If there are checkpoints, we'll fuck them up. Relax, cousin.
Your cousin's a bit high, eh?
- All set? - All good, boss.
You take the lead car
to warn us of any problems or checkpoints on the route.
Good. Everything ready?
Right, everyone move!
Let’s conquer Flanders!
You go in the shipment truck with Pecas.
Pecas, Caballero’s license plates.
Cousin, don’t sweat it about Correa, eh?
I’m worried that Nano hasn’t called.
Fuck him.
No way the cripple can survive.
I shot him five times.
Any news of the truck?
No, and with what happened they must’ve got it out of Madrid.
We have to get rid of Blondie.
Let's burn down the gym now with her inside. Period.
What are you waiting for, asshole?
Get more people. Come on.
Hello?
This is Correa. I want to talk business.
I have nothing to talk about with you.
Blondie’s shipment.
In exchange for protection. And a plane
To get the fuck out of this fucking country.
What are you saying?
The truck is about to leave the daycare center right now.
How do I know you're not jerking me around, Correa?
Because I fucked her over bigtime.
And if Blonde’s still in charge, you're as fucked as I am.
What do you say?
Are you interested?
Get your things, we're leaving.
If the truck shows up, it'll be tonight.
They took my camera.
Your camera?
They broke into my locker.
They know we're after them.
What are you saying? No shit.
We'll talk to Internal Affairs in the morning.
Internal Affairs? No fucking way.
They took the camera, we’ve got nothing.
We must have something.
Let’s go, we can’t be here.
Yes.
We’re fucked, eh? Well and truly fucked.
How are you going?
Cousin, we just passed Coslada.
We’re behind in the lookout car.
No checkpoints.
At the next service road, stop and change the plates.
- What? - Give it to me.
Blondie...
- José? - I’m almost there.
- It looks bad. - Don't stress out.
He's the Immortal.
Be careful.
I was talking, okay?
Well, now I'm talking.
I want to dance all night long Dance, dance, dancing away
Fuck, turn that off.
This is the contest song.
That's where you made tea with tampons.
Dance, dance, dancing away
You're fucking with me.
Dance, dance, dancing away
Dance, dance, dancing away
What the fuck are you doing?
Turn it off, or I’ll throw you out of the truck.
Go, go!
As if I hadn't had enough.
Hey, is it true that you made infusions?
It's true that you're an asshole?
Stop the truck!
Holy shit!
What the fuck?
- Holy shit! - Fucking Nazis. Fuck.
Stop the fucking truck!
Son of a bitch!
Fuck!
Excuse me?
You can't be here.
My mother had heart surgery and...
Do you know where Cardiology is?
Yes, go out, it’s on the 2nd floor.
Thank you.
Not what you were expecting?
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday...
Happy birthday to you
- Thanks a lot! - Blow!
She’s not one, not two
Not three...
It was Paulina.
José had very little security.
Where was he going?
To talk to Rober’s grandma.
He wanted to tell her.
Because?
They caught him by surprise.
Who else knew he was going to see Pepa?
I don’t know. Those of us at home, I imagine.
Carmen, don’t shit me.
I know it’s all crazy, but I don’t see Carlitos warning Paulina.
Isa was there.
She argued with José and left shortly before him.
Do you think she’s capable?
What are you doing here alone, guys?
Where’s Grandma?
She went for a sandwich.
And your mom, Sheyla?
She wanted some air.
She left her phone so we wouldn’t get bored.
Carlitos, give us the phone.
I'll give it right back, okay?
We'll be right back.
There's a call, just after José went to the home.
- Who is it? - I don't know, it's not saved.
Look for more calls from that number.
There are several. The last one, two hours ago.
Who is it?
What do you want now?
Isabel?
- Fuck! - Please.
- Hey, hey. - Out of the fucking way!
José!
You’re such a bitch!
Get out of here! Out!
Out of here at once, please!
- I said get out! - I’m fucking going.
Stop looking back and open the fucking back door!
Go on, don’t get him more nervous.
Not more nervous, he's just stupid.
Don’t provoke them.
You’re kidding, champ.
Fucking open it up!
Cocksucker.
Fuck, someone’s coming!
Fuck it!
Motherfuckers! You can’t be left alone!
Fuck! The shit you pulled!
Nice!
EMERGENCIES
Why didn’t I do it?
I thought I could. Why didn’t I do it?
You’ve gone mad.
While José’s alive, my daughter won’t have a normal life.
Do you understand?
Can you understand that?
If it were up to me, I’m sure what I’d do with you now.
You’re lucky I'm not making the decision.
I only take care of the business.
But this...
This is something else.
When José wakes up he'll tell us what to do with you.
He’d better make it, or you're dead.
Don't let her out of your sight.
Yes, Caballero.
Blondie, we’ve had an incident.
What happened?
Paulina’s skinheads hit the truck.
Is the shipment all right?
Yes, but we’ll take a bit longer.
Not so cocky now, are you?
- This wasn't about you. - Your cousin’s a fucking sadist.
Don’t kill me, please.
Who's the joker now? Can’t you talk, or what?
Blondie, this is my problem, but it's yours too.
This?
Destroy everything.
Still, if that Galán chick or her partner
tells a judge who’s up for it,
you and I are fucked.
Well, do something. That chick will have a price.
Shit no. Galán does her own thing.
Paulina won't make it to tomorrow.
You do the same.
Blondie, let's be reasonable, don't lose your head.
Scum like Paulina is one thing,
but it's quite another to take out two cops.
We don't need any more noise, we've had enough this week.
I'm not losing my head, handsome.
These years have gone well for me because we don't act like that.
That's more the Mexican style.
The Mexican’s smart, she won't dare.
She doesn’t want that shitstorm.
You know what Nano always says?
What does Nano say?
A string of fireworks with no big bang to finish
is no Fallas.
We've found Paulina's house and those two fucking cops.
So we hit the Mexican and take what hurts her most.
Then you send all three of them to hell.
Who are these men?
They're co-workers, honey.
You almost missed it, Blondie.
The boy.
Let me say goodbye, please.
My love.
I have to go to work, yeah?
- But I'll see you later. - I want to go with you.
You can't this time.
Okay? They'll take you to Sheylita, honey.
- But I want to go with you. - Honey...
You can't. I told you.
Look...
- I won't bother you. - You’re no bother, honey.
Look. The Virgin Mary will always be with you.
Okay? You'll be fine. Listen to me carefully.
You’re what I love most in this life, honey.
Yeah? Is that clear?
Yeah? I love you.
Remember, you’re what I love most in this world, honey.
Enough!
- Hernando! - I love you.
Mom! No!
Mom! No!
Mom! Mom! No! Mom!
Mom! No! Mom! No!
Mom! Mom! No!
- Relax, he'll be fine. - He'd be better off with his mom.
And he would’ve been fine with his dad.
Hernando, put her in Blondie’s car.
What?
Let’s go, right.
See you at the warehouse. Bring your two annoying cops.
Mom!
What are you doing, Peralta?
Do you think you'll get away with this?
I've warned Internal Affairs.
Look, babe, to be a good cop, apart from investigating,
you have to know how to lie.
- They know everything. - Really?
No, you haven't had time to talk to anyone.
Besides, I have all the evidence linking me to Blondie.
Hernando,
It's a pity the good guys don't win.
Are you going to kill two cop?
That's crazy!
- Peralta! - They know everything!
They know everything, Peralta!
What are you going to do?
Peralta, what are you going?
Gross, Peralta!
It smells like shit.
Blondie, where do we start?
Surprise.
This one is yours, eh, champ?
Out of the way.
You have to miss some, Blondie.
Or nobody will believe it.
Let's do this, Barrios.
Look, I think you're a good guy.
You just let yourself be influenced by this girl.
Yes or no?
I'm letting you go.
Yes, I letting you go.
Only if you swear to me that you'll go straight home
and never open your fucking mouth.
Do you swear? Yes?
Are you sure?
Yes.
Oh, Barrios.
Go on, go home.
What, are you leaving or staying?
Go on then.
Now let's go get the bad guys, Blondie.
- Barrios was around here, right? - There.
Here, for sure?
Don't fuck with me, Hernando.
The forensics guy is really fussy about this shit.
Do you want the Mexican?
See you in hell.
Each gun with its owner. And do the fingerprints right.
Well, Blondie.
Dead dogs don’t bite.
Apparently, the shootout took place a few days ago.
According to police sources, it was presumably a payback
between Mexican drug traffickers trying to get into Europe
and two police officers who had been collaborating with them.
The great hero of the operation was Police Chief, Manuel Peralta.
One of dead, Mexican businesswoman, Paulina Garcia,
collaborated in bringing drugs into Europe...
José.
Jeez, José. You look hot even with the tubes.
Come here, you bastard.
It's so good to see you.
Everything's okay, right?
I hope so.
You guys gave me hell.
You have no idea, José. Blondie is on fire.
Well, how are you doing?
Fucking great.
I don't want you in it, motherfucker.
No way I’m going back. You don't know what it was like.
Fucking hell, José.
You know what he did to get kicked out?
They say I'm violent. Me, violent.
I'm debauched, queer, okay. But violent? Fuck off.
Violent, this guy!
Right, take a walk, leave us alone.
Can you believe it?
She’s already a buzzkill.
- I really wanted to see you. - Move it, get me a coffee.
What?
Have you decided what to do with Isabel?
I trust you, Blondie.
Do you know what you have that no one else out there has?
My word, you bitch.
Never lose it.
Nobody’s like that anymore.
MEXICO TWO MONTHS LATER
What do you think of my girls?
- Fuck me! - Such a pretty one.
So nice, Doña.
Gosh, what do you have here?
The most beautiful in the region.
There's a show here with famous people dancing.
If you like, I can pull some strings.
Doña, leave Caballero with me in Madrid.
If you’d told me a few years ago, I would’ve been delighted.
But I prefer this business, it's more decent.
Rober was here for a while.
I'm sorry.
How is José Antonio doing?
He's been better...
You did very well, Blondie.
So I have a reward for you.
All yours.
Blondie!
Nano!
Correa.
- How are you? - Fine, fine, fine.
It's not so bad living with one less kidney, actually.
How are you?
Right.
You be Doña.
Blondie...
So then? Some tacos?
Not just tacos.
- There's tequila too. - Ah! What?!
A little marijuana, right?
Whatever you want.
- Doña, what you mean? - Whatever.
- Oh my God! - Well, now you’ll see.
Long live fucking Mexico!
FUCKING LIFE
Shall we go with chocolate now?
I'm starving.
Take this home, okay? Don't let it get cold.
A little early, isn't it?
In the end, the wedding will be in three weeks,
as soon as I get the new dress.
Good.
You're not getting into it again, are you?
Let's go home.
Yes, let's go.
Leave that there, please.
You don't want to anymore?
- Come on, let's go. - I can do it.
I'll help you. Come on.
- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah.
How do I know you won’t send one of those bastards after me?
You'll have to trust me.
You're not going to change, José.
You're going to give up custody of Sheyla.
- My lawyer will send the papers. - I'm not doing that.
You hear me? I’m not doing that.
That won’t happen, you hear me?
Are you listening to me?
I'm not doing that!
I'm not doing it! You hear me?
Son of a bitch!
It's not going to happen.
I should’ve killed you, you son of a bitch.
Come on, go Sebas, get in. Get in the water, it doesn't bite.
Come on, go, go.
Come, go, go.
Pull his legs. Hurry, hurry.
Go on, jump. Get in.
It's going to rain.
Go away. Go away, go away, go away.
Come on, one, two and three!
THE IMMORTAL
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