All language subtitles for Caronte.S01E03_Engsh

Can you explain me
what you want from me exactly?

To be partners.

If you have come for money,
forget it.

Theres not a penny left.
-I dont need anything.

Neither do I from you.

You told me itd be just one case.
-"I need to stay some time

to visit my mother,
to see Guillermo more."

I want you to go.
Youre not good for him.

Whats your name?
-Kolya.

Scram!

They wont leave me alone
if I dont pay what I owe them.

I'm pregnant.

"A missing girl,"

her father stops the search because
she doesnt want to be found,

and he appears
with her body in his arms.

That man is innocent.
-Was Jorge dating the dead girl?

What do you know about him?
-Hes got motorbikes.

Hes good friends with the boss.
A girl disappears,

then they kill her,
and the police dont do anything.

You killed her
because youve got nothing in here.

You must question him,

because the police officers
wont do it. Hes one of them.

Jorge López has been arrested.

Jorge López has escaped.
-What?

"They told me youve partnered
with Samuel Caronte.

A prisoner has asked me
to contact you."

Youre not listening to me.

Forgive me.
I cant get out of my head

Paniagua let Vanesa Méntridas
murderer get away.

And what do you want to do?

Tell judge Arauz everything I know.
-You cant be serious.

The judge will do
what she has to do.

Do you know Tomás Blázquez?

He shared his cell with you
for a few days, a long time ago.

"Attempted homicide.
A 12-year sentence."

He has served half his sentence
but he wont get the third degree.

Or leaves.

He was called the Altar Boy.

Does it ring a bell?

Samuel! Samuel! What are you doing?

Open!

Fucking hell! Open the door!

Open! Caronte has cut his veins!
Open!

Samuel!

Caronte!
-Hi, Tomás.

Marta, this is Tomás.

"There was a time
when everything was perfect.

When I met Sara,"

she became my life, my light.

We met in a hardware store
buying spikes.

"Id had two failed relationships

and drank too much.
She gave me peace."

She looked at me
with those big eyes

and I wanted to do everything
I could to see her happy.

I even quit drinking.

"It didnt take us long
to start a family.

I have always liked children."

I told you about it.

We got along well
from the beginning.

My Lunita... Luna, her daughter.

The problem was her ex, Abraham.

He asked for full custody of Luna.

He said the environment where
she was being raised wasnt good.

Did he have evidence of that?
-Not at all.

He made the whole thing up.

He said I was still drinking,
that Sara was depressed,

and he reported me
for threats and attempted assault.

And the judge proved him right
and gave him custody.

Get in the car. Youre going
with daddy. Okay, honey?

I dont want to!
-Sweetheart!

And then what happened?

Then... that happened.

I was sentenced to twelve years.

But I didnt do it.

It wasnt me, I swear.

There was ample evidence
against you in court.

They searched my house,

but they didnt find that shotgun,
because it wasnt mine.

Yes, Tomás, but...

the found gunshot residue
in your hands.

Sure, because Im a mechanic.

Engines have got
some components of gunpowder

and I spent all day with them.

That wasnt mentioned in court.

Because my lawyer
didnt do his job!

I really dont expect to convince
you. I cant fix that now.

But I want you
to get my third grade.

I think that I deserve it.
They always refuse,

they deny it to me again and again.
And I only want it to get out

and give a hug to my Sara.

My Sara. Shes alone.

She hasnt got me
or her daughter, Luna.

I dont know
how long she can take it.

Or myself.

Do whatever.
I need to get out of here,

a few days at least. Ask
for a permission. I cant go on.

When did this happen?

It wasnt the first time.

Do you know what it is to spend
here the fucking days and nights?

They drove me crazy.
Seven years, Caronte, jeez!

Seven years
without getting out of here!

Tomás, getting the third grade
depends on you.

The review board
gave us some reports

that speak
about your bad behaviour.

Two suicide attempts,
three very serious fights...

The fights... They got me
in the middle of those fights.

They always look for the weakest.

Tell her, Caronte.
Tell her what it is to be here.

No, I have nothing to explain.

But you know that
we are on your side, dont you?

Do you know?
-Yes.

We dont do miracles.

We need to use something
to ask for the third grade.

Understand?

Yes. Caronte, youre the
motherfucker who beat the system.

Youre a hero here.

You are the hope
for those of us who are innocent.

If I think about someone
who can help me, that is you.

You too, Marta. Sorry.

Tell me, please,
that at least youll try.

Of course.
-Of course.

Thanks, jeez.

Sorry, honey,
it has been a hard day.

I was gossiping and I fell asleep.

Is my life so boring?

Whats happening, Samuel?

Whats happening with what?
-Ive seen a gun in the kitchen.

Since when do you have a gun?

Since always.

I have a gun license, I practice.
-And why didnt you tell me?

Not to scare you. Im a policeman.
All the...

A former policeman.

Hello?

"The judge
of penitentiary supervision

has given us an appointment
for tomorrow at 9:00 am."

Okay, so tomorrow
well meet in court, at 9:00 am.

"See you tomorrow."
-All right.

She is Marta Pelayo, criminal
lawyer. We have a case.

"We"?
Where does this lawyer come from?

She was in my first trial.

She has everything I lack, honey.

The relationships,
the contacts, the office.

Its nothing definite.

I just thought
I could make it compatible

with the cases in Gijón,
and so Id be here and there.

I dont believe you.

What are you doing, honey?

I should have told you.
Thats all, forgive me.

Talk to me.

We had been trying for months
to be parents,

and I thought it was
the most important thing, but...

suddenly it seems
its not the moment anymore,

or, at least, whats best for you.

The best for me is
to be by your side,

all the time, always.

You and me together, nothing else.

Calm down. Calm down.

Lawyers, have a seat.

Do I know you?
Your face is familiar.

Were Tomás Blázquezs new lawyers.

We want to know why you denied him
the third grade again.

Hes been in prison for seven
years. Involved in three fights.

Several positives for drug use.

According to the governance board
of the prison,

he has no interest
in participating in the activities.

High risk of suicide.
Three attempts this year so far.

I cant even give him
a permission, obviously.

He claims
he got involved in the fights.

I see, lawyer.
He must change his behaviour.

He must stop taking drugs, and
stop trying to end with his life.

Well process anything he wants.
-His wife has deep depression.

We appeal to a humanitarian issue.
He needs that permission.

Havent you heard me?

Perfectly.

Well talk to Mr Blázquez.

Prisoners are not alone.

Theyve got families,
and those families suffer a lot.

They took his partners child away,

he was accused and then convicted

for a crime
he denies having committed.

I think its logical

that one person in that situation
tries to kill himself.

Thats not the right way.
Im really used to these scenes.

Im sure you dont even know
the woman youre talking about.

Excuse me, you honour, but
its an act of supreme cynicism.

You dont really care

if a prisoner lives or dies
in that prison.

One less problem
for the penitentiary system.

Is that how you want to convince
me? Lecturing me about morality?

Calling me a cynic?

You have no idea
of the pressure we get

every time
an ex-prisoner re-offends.

We dont grant permits
on a whim, Mr Caronte.

The meeting is over. Goodbye.

Have a nice day.

You cant talk like that
to a lawyer. To lawyers.

You cant humiliate us
with that lack of respect.

Shes a real bitch, really!

Whats up? Am I to blame?

That woman is doing her job.

Well, shes doing it really bad.
-Really bad?

Ive talked to a prison officer
who claims

Tomás always starts the fights.
What other lies has he told us?

Not everything he said is a lie.

Lets investigate and, if hes
innocent, well reopen the case.

Reopen the case?
-Yes.

What makes you think hes innocent,

if you only spent
a week of your life with him?

Youre a daddys girl.

You dont fucking know
what life is,

much less what it is
to go through that hell!

Look, Samuel, dont you ever
talk to me like that again.

You think I dont know whats up?
-You havent got a fucking clue.

That judge withheld you permissions
when you were in prison.

Thats why you behaved like that
with her.

Are you investigation me now?
-Having been in prison

doesnt make you a better
or a worse person or lawyer.

So stop turning judges against you.

The only thing youll get
is to ruin your career, and mine.

Please, stop being a jerk.

Sara Gómez?
-Yes.

Were your husbands lawyers.

I havent got any money.
-Were not asking you for money.

Well, right now I was on my way
to my daughters school.

Can we go with you?
Well tell you on the way.

Okay.
-Thanks.

Tomás wants to get out of prison
to see you.

Were processing a permission,

and we may even reopen the case.

He insists hes innocent.
-Of course hes innocent.

The thing is
that nobody listened to us.

Who could have shot Tomás?
-Im pretty clear.

It was Nico, his best friend.

They had a business together
and he owed him some money.

When I was still Abrahams partner,

I saw them arguing many times.
I saw him threatening Tomás.

Didnt his lawyer investigate that?

Yes, he did, but he had an alibi.

He was hunting in the village,
with his father.

His father is
a Civil Guard lieutenant,

and that is very important
in a village.

Besides, he was the only one
who benefited

from Tomás getting into jail.

Whys that?
-A few months after his sentence,

he started a car business
in the village,

and hes been making a fortune
for seven years.

Honey.
-Mum, you cant be here.

How are you?

You can only see me
once a month, and in the centre.

Okay. Look, they are lawyers.

Hello, Luna.
-Tell them.

Tell them
the way Tomás behaved with you.

Mum, please.

I just want you to tell them
the way Tomás behaved with you,

and if you think he could have
tried to kill your father.

Please, you dont need to put
the child in that position.

Luna, Im your mother.

Tomás was always very good with me,

but I dont know if he did it.

My father says he did.

Luna!
-Let her go.

Let her go, please.

Sara, always the same.
You mustnt be here.

Shut up.
Im talking to my daughter.

Luna, come with me.
Ill have to call her father.

I love you, mum!

Why do you have to make it
so difficult?

You know you mustnt to this?

I have every right
to see my daughter.

Pardon? Good.
Yes, Im on my way. Okay, bye.

The judge has called Paniagua.
I have to go back to Madrid.

Take the car.
-No, thanks.

I told you to take the car.

Ill stay here
and look for Nico in his workshop.

No, really.
Ill take the bus, thanks.

Are we going to argue again?

I almost wouldnt dare.

Try not to argue with him.

Thanks.

"Superintendent,"

at court were amazed
by all this subject.

Im so sorry about these setbacks,
and I take responsibility for them.

How did they precisely
let that prisoner escape?

That officer was stationed
at your police station.

Were not talking
about a common criminal.

Hes an experienced officer.
He knew well what he was doing.

Did you take a statement
to the officers who guarded him?

The vans radiator heated up and
they stopped at a petrol station.

"The detainee asked
to go to the toilet,

and used the occasion

to attack the officer
who was guarding him.

The officer wasnt
very experienced."

Dont hold this against me.

"He escaped
through a toilet window."

The detainee has been trained
in close combat.

What was your relationship
with the escaped prisoner?

Merely a working one.
He was a good officer,

thats why we were surprised
when he allegedly killed that girl.

Have you activated
the search and arrest protocol?

Weve called for backup
to all district stations.

Were pulling double shifts to
establish controls in the accesses.

The Municipal Police
and the Civil Guard have his photo.

Im going to do everything I can.

You had more than just
a working relationship with him.

Social media are very indiscreet.

I like motocross.
Whats wrong with that?

Many people
share their love for motocross.

In fact, let me invite you
to a race next weekend.

Im sure youll have fun.

Well meet again soon.

Here again.

What a coincidence.

That your kid is a murderer
isnt a coincidence.

Alleged murderer.

And hes an officer in my station,
thats all.

Dont say that,
you got on really well with him.

I just want them to find him
and that he has a fair trial.

As fair as mine?
-Well,

you were finally released, right?

I spent ten years in prison.

You let a monster escape
and Im going to prove it.

Jorge López has escaped
from police custody.

I didnt have anything to do.
-Very nice, isnt it?

Talking shit about an underling.
-Its time

for you to forget the past
and so much resentment towards me.

It was your gun. I thought
you had killed that guy.

Thats why I testified against you.
Id have done it a thousand times.

Youre used to living comfortably,

to doing whatever you want,

but I swear
Im going to become your shadow.

From now on,
you wont make a false move

without me being there
to use it against you.

Im going to fuck up your life.

Hello?

Hello?

Good morning.

Hello, good morning.
-What can I do for you?

Good morning. Im Marta Pelayo.
Im a journalist.

Im writing
about an attempted murder

that took place in the village
a few years ago.

Hes in prison. Tomás Blázquez.

I have nothing to say.

They told me you know
the man he tried to kill.

I told you
Im not going to talk about it.

I know they tried to accuse you.

That bastard whos in jail
and his crazy wife

tried to pin that on me.
I have nothing else to say.

You did know Abraham.
You were in business together.

Who told you all that?
Get out of here!

Do I have to call the Civil Guard?

Is your father a lieutenant?
-Get out of here right now!

Come on, get out!
This is a private property!

The radiator was losing water
and they had to stop.

They dont really believe it.

And what do you want me to say?
Its the official version.

Who took him to the toilet?
-Toni, a new officer.

Hes just arrived from the academy.

By the way, Paniagua has adopted
him as if he was his own son.

What has Toni got that
the superintendent likes so much?

He obeys without ever asking.

Hes on leave. Jorge broke
his nose when he escaped.

Or he did it himself. As well as
the thing with the vans radiator.

Its obvious they let him escape.
What do you think?

I...

I need you to get me
Jorges address.

Why do you want his address?

To search his house.

There we go again.

I must find something
that links Jorge to Paniagua.

You know anything we find this way

cant be used as proof
with a judge.

Thats it. Forget about the
superintendent, focus on your life.

You have the chance

to become a fucking great lawyer.

Youll fuck it up
with an obsession.

No, its not an obsession.

That guy let a murderer escape.

Remember he killed a girl.
-Do you think I forgot that?

Jeez! So?
-Let justice take its course.

Stay away from Paniagua.

Hey.

Werent you going back to Gijón?

Think about that. Thats
the best thing in your life now.

Are you going to fuck it up again?

Shes pregnant.

What?

Wow! Do you want my condolences
or shall I congratulate you?

Are you excited or not?
-Of course Im excited.

But Im scared shitless.
-Its normal.

Youve always been a wimp.
-And your son doesnt hate you.

Youre not listening to me!
Did you tell her anything?

I didnt say a word.
-You must stay calm, jeez.

This shit is going to haunt me
all my fucking life!

I got you rid of this once, right?

Ill do it again.
Come on, jeez, dont be a fool.

You can tell
you like your district.

Sure, I was born here. I love it.

We spent the whole day
wandering here. The whole day.

I was very happy here.

And also very unhappy, sure.

Do you want to stay?

No, its not that.

The thing is... I dont know.

Many things are happening to me
since I got here.

And among those things,
where do we fit in?

Dont doubt me, please.

I love you

and I love our son.

I dont doubt you, but...
Something doesnt...

Excuse me.

I just got now
a message from two hours ago.

Whats wrong?

My son has broken his arm
and has just had surgery.

Anti-inflammatories.
Good thing everything went fine.

Thanks.

The toilet is over there, right?
-Yes.

Hi, Julia.
-Hi.

Hows he doing? I want to see him.

Hes still in resus.
I dont know how long itll take.

What did the doctors say?
-Everything went well.

In a couple of days
hell probably be out.

Here he is.

How are you, son?
-Honey.

My arm's fucked up.
Im fucking great.

Guillermo, please!
-Mum, I want to talk to my father.

Have you seen that nurse?
She was hot.

I didnt notice.

You didnt notice!
You should. She could be a fling.

Okay, tell me, what happened?

Well, we were drinking, and
I jumped from a 3-metre-high wall.

If you dont hurry up with custody,

theyll take me
to the military school.

Excuse me, what custody?

I cant ask for the custody.
Theyre your legal parents.

No shit. You went out of jail.
How can you not do this?

No. Youll be 18 in a few months.

Then custody will disappear.
-Still nine fucking months.

In the meantime, both of them
will fuck up my life. Talk to them.

Are you okay?
-Yes, its just a dizzy spell.

If you want, I can call a doctor.

Dont worry, Im pregnant,
its normal. Im fine.

Ah, very well.

I know you.
Im Julia, Guillermos mother.

Oh, Julia!
Im Natalia. Nice to meet you.

Me too.
-Hows Guillermo? Is he okay?

Excuse me.

Why are you sending him
to a military boarding school?

Hes already told you, right?

He wants your support and, sure,
logically youll give it to him.

No, Julia. I just want to know.

Although you dont like it,
hes my son too.

Youre having another one now.

Let me take care of mine, please.

Miss Pelayo, good afternoon.

Good evening, Id say.
I was just leaving.

It wont take me
more than three minutes.

Actually, I only need one.

You lied about your job,
but you told your real name.

What do you want?

Im Fernando Olmedo.

Lieutenant of the Civil Guard.

My son didnt shoot anyone.

His only crime
was arguing with the victim

and having the same physical build
as the shooter.

My job is to check
if the alibi given was true.

My son and I were hunting
the whole day.

We already proved that in court.

Nico is with me here.

These photos prove
that he wasnt in the village

when that man was shot.

Ive also brought
the rent receipts of the spot,

and the petrol station ticket.

If everything is so clear,
why did you come to see me?

Listen close.

I wont allow you
to show doubts on my son again.

Youd better watch yourself.

Have you understood?

I beg you to get out of my office,
please.

Theyre fake.

Are you sure?
-But its a good job.

Yes, look.

Here. This shade

is what gives them away.

If you look at the rest, the
photo was taken on a cloudy day.

The light on their faces is flat.

But half of his face is in the sun,
half of it in the shade.

So, that man wasnt in that place.
He was added later.

Totally. And they tried to
integrate him blurring the shade.

Anyone might overlook it,
but not an expert.

Me, the police and the judge,

because thanks to this
they believed his testimony.

They didnt do a good expertise.

Caronte?
-Samuel Caronte. My partner.

Marta Pelayo.

If you want to talk
about any of my clients,

I prefer we do it in my office.

Wed like to ask you
about Tomás Blázquez.

I barely remember him.
What do you want from me?

Information about the case.

Ive made around 700 cases
in my career.

I cant help you. Im really sorry.

Ive just met them.
I dont know, lieutenant.

I didnt tell a word, but I dont
like them to have my number.

Yes.

It didnt take you long

to phone that motherfucker
lieutenant Olmedo.

Son of a bitch!

Why didnt you help
Tomás Blázquez? Why?

Why? Why didnt you ask
for the expertise on the photos?

You knew the powder in his hands
was due to his job!

Speak!
-Ill report you for this!

I wont stop until you tell me
everything, motherfucker!

Okay! Okay!

Lieutenant Olmedo
wanted to protect his son.

How much did they pay you?
How much?

I needed the money.

Do you know theres an innocent
in jail suffering because of you?

Do you know?

There are many. Whats one more?

I wont repeat this before a judge.

It doesnt matter,
I have recorded everything.

Thanks, Emilio.

If you can send it to me signed,
Ill send you a messenger.

Excellent, thanks.

Who was that?

The head of explosives
of San Cristóbals quartering.

Hes going to write a report

saying that working with engines
can leave traces of powder.

Its amazing
how many contacts you have.

Well, people with a social life
like calling them friends,

or friends of friends.

You need to get out more, Caronte.

I admit
your intuition was a good one.

What intuition?

I thought you were carried away
by your personal history,

and I was wrong. Im sorry.

Look, when I was in jail,

nobody bothered to prove
I was innocent, thats the thing.

Well, that wont happen to Tomás.

Weve got Davids testimony,

the powder report, Tomás statement

and the doctored photo.
With that, we can go to court.

Lets see what the victim says.

Hi, good afternoon.
Abraham Montero?

Yes.

Were Samuel Caronte
and Marta Pelayo, criminal lawyers.

Very well.

Will you give us a few seconds
to ask you some questions?

Thanks.

You know Tomás Blázquez, right?

If youre here, its because you
know Im in this chair due to him.

Youre right, sorry. The thing is

Tomás has tried
to kill our client in prison.

He almost severed his jugular
with a blade.

That bastard knows no limits.

We need your testimony,
because its the second time

he tries to commit murder,

and we want him
to get the maximum penalty.

Could you tell us about your case?

Tomás has always been dangerous,
and he drank a lot.

He tried to kill me
because I took away my daughter.

Would you leave your daughter
with an alcoholic

and a woman who cannot even
take care of herself?

Would you?
-No.

And you, would you?

I wish he rots in jail.

Yes, but in court you said
that you couldnt identify him,

because he was wearing a hood.

"Do you have no doubt it was him?
-None.

And the judge didnt have any."

If you want a drink, fine.

If not, let me finish the paper.

No, thanks. Thanks for your time.

Thanks.

Ill call you later.

How are you, Toni?

The judge has called me.

Well, an investigation
has been started.

Its the standard procedure.

Is this right?
What if Jorge killed her?

I told you, he was framed.

I know Jorge very well,
hes my friend. He needs our help.

I only did what you told me,
thats it.

I dont want my life to be ruined
if they catch us.

Youre young. You dont know
the way things work here.

Ive been a policeman for 30 years.
Its under control.

You know
what to tell the judge, right?

If you stick to that version,
there wont be any problems.

I wasnt wrong when I chose you
among all those cadets, was I?

I know what my place is,
superintendent.

I know youre hitting
a rough patch,

but Ill help you
whenever youre in trouble,

just like I do with Jorge.

Youll get another one when you
testify what you have to testify.

All right?
-All right.

Come on.

Paula? Hi.

Samuel, hi.
I called you but you didnt answer.

I had to get some stuff for mum.

I didnt see the calls.
-I see.

Im Natalia. Hello.
Your brothers girlfriend.

Well.

Do you want to get in?
-No, Ive just gone out.

Excuse me,
but now Im going to the home.

I wanted to take mum some clothes
for tomorrow. Its her birthday.

Holy shit! Forgive me.
I dont even know what day it is.

Nice to have met you. Im leaving.

Me too.
-Wait, well help you.

Really? Oh, okay.

Hows your mother?

Well...
Samuel must have told you, right?

With her illness she forgets
almost everything, so...

He told me she sometimes escapes
and comes home.

Yes.
-She must miss her things.

Well, yes. I guess she does.

What do you say if we have
a birthday party for her at home?

No.
-I think its a good idea.

I dont know, a party...

Yes. Ill take care of everything.

She has fucking great parties.
I met her at one of her parties.

Yes. He self-invited to that one.

No. It wasnt like that.
-Really?

Well, maybe a bit, all right.
-Yes.

I dont know...
-Come on, cheer up.

Okay.

If you agree, thats fine.

See you tomorrow.
-See you tomorrow.

Bye, Paula.

Why doesnt she look in the eye?

Hi, Kolya. What are you doing here?

Nothing. I left my keys inside.

Do you want to have dinner?

Okay.

You were hungry, right?

Is it very itchy?

Let me have a look.

Whats wrong?

It seems a little spider
has attacked him.

Theres a cream
you could go and buy now.

Sure.

Is it tasty?

Good evening, Irina.
Kolya is here, in my house.

Whats he doing there?
-Dont worry.

When we arrived, he was waiting for
you. We invited him to dinner.

Come in.

Come in.

This way.

Kolya.

Sorry, I forgot the keys.

Im Irina.
-Natalia.

Thanks for everything.
-Its okay.

The kids got some bites
behind his ear.

Samuel is going to the pharmacy
to buy him a cream

to relieve pain a bit.
-Dont worry, Ill buy it.

This is the cream.
-Thanks.

Have you finished?
-Yes.

Lets go to sleep.
You have to go to school tomorrow.

Good night.

MEMORY CARD ADAPTOR MICROSD PC

Whats wrong? What time is it?

2:00 pm.

I cant sleep.

And your pills?
-I dont take them anymore.

You cant stop the treatment
just like that.

Im fine, Im fine.

Youre still thinking
about the case.

Yes.

I think that guys innocent.

That trial was botched
from start to finish.

If the same happens to you
in every case...

What?

I mean,
you shouldnt somatise so much

or take it in such a personal way.

How many lawyers do you know
who have lived what I lived?

I can understand
the despair of people in jail.

They cant.

Hello?

Samuel Caronte?

"Yes."

Im Sara. I need you to come.

Let me do the talking.
You have to stay calm.

Wheres Luna? I want to see her.
-What are you doing here?

Shes my client.

She wants to see her daughter
to know if shes okay.

Where is she?
-What do you mean your client?

Werent you defending a prisoner?
-I represent many.

Tell me
what happened to my daughter!

Her airbag didnt work
and she hit her head.

Im coming in. I dont need
your fucking permission!

You cant come in. The visiting
hours finished three hours ago.

Let me in! You cant forbid me
to see my daughter!

Calm down.
-Calm down, Sara.

You cant forbid me, please!

Calm down, Sara.

Youre wife has had
an anxiety attack.

Shes sedated and hospitalized.

She needs me.
-Abraham has promised

hell give his permission
so she can see her.

Really?
-Trust us.

If anything happens to them,
I want to know. I only have them.

Luna is still under observation.

The clots are being reabsorbed
and theres no brain damage.

My girl.

My girl.

"I want to see my son."

The adoption process
has already finished.

Your son already has
your ex-wife's husband's surnames.

I just want...

to know what he looks like,

how much he's grown up,
if we look alike, if he's fine.

You know that's not possible.

What's wrong with you, Samuel?

My son...

is the only thing I've got.

Giving up your son
was the best you could do for him.

And when I get out of here?

When you get out of here,
we'll reopen the case,

and we'll prove you're innocent,

and when he comes of age, you'll
be able to tell him the truth.

Your honour, I want to apologize
for my tone the other day,

and tell you what the situation is.

Tell me.

My client's wife
has been hospitalised

due to an anxiety attack

because her daughter
had a traffic accident.

I think Tomás' presence in hospital
could be beneficial.

On the other hand, we found out
that the other suspect's father

altered evidence in absolute
collusion with Tomás' lawyer.

But that's not my responsibility.

Talk to the investigating judge.

Do you think
there's risk of suicide?

If he's now allowed to go out,
under these circumstances,

he may try to kill himself.

All right.

Today I'll request for a report to
the technical staff and study it.

Your honour.

You know I spent eight years
in prison, right?

That's why your face was familiar.

I have a son...

who's 17

but I hardly know him.

If when I was locked up in prison

something had happened to him,
an accident, anything,

I don't know what I'd have done.

She's not his daughter.

Tomás Blázquez hasn't got children.

If I grant that leave,

it'll be because the prison board
recommends it.

I don't care about your past

or the way you take his defence
on a personal level.

You're not fairer just because
you trust people, Mr Caronte.

And now, please, go.

Thanks, your honour.

Have a good day.

At last you answer
the fucking phone!

I couldn't do it before.

You promised me I'd be
out of the country in two days.

Calm down,
it's only been three days.

If you don't come for me,
I'll show up and tell everything!

"We've all helped each other
here, right"

I think you forgot that.

Don't you think
I'm going to do it now?

You don't know what I had to do

to find you a passport
with a different identity.

Have you got it?

Wait for me on the hill,
in two hours' time.

Don't let anybody see you.

Do you think it'll work?
-Yes, sure.

The loudspeakers are connected.
Ready.

And besides,

I found my mother's old records.

Every Saturday evening,

at about 10:30 pm, approximately,
they played their favourite record,

and they danced here,
in the middle of the room.

A good plan.

What's wrong?

I'm a little unwell.

I think
the little monster wants war.

Come on.

Please, allow me.
Let me talk to him or her.

Do you hear me, little friend?

Don't act up so much.
Be good, okay?

We love you.

Done.

Hey,

thanks for all this.

Hi, son.
-Hi, dad.

I'm so glad you could come.
Are you okay?

Well, fucking great.
-Come in.

Hi.
-Hi.

Natalia, this is my son, Guillermo.

I've heard so much about you.
-I'm sure it wasn't very nice.

Do you want a drink?
-I don't care. Anything.

How are you?
-Well, little by little.

Hi.
-Hi.

Hi, mum.

Congratulations.
-No! You're a pain!

Why the congratulations?
-It's your birthday.

What? It can't be my birthday!

Is your father here yet?
-Come in.

Hi, Paula.
-Hi.

How are you?
-Very well. Come in.

Thanks for coming. Alicia.
-Hi, uncle.

Oh my God!

Forgive me, I know it's a cliché,

but the last time I saw you
you were this short.

Well, you see!
-Come in.

Your coat, mum.

Look, mum,

this is Natalia, my girlfriend,
who comes from Gijón.

Nice to meet you.

Julia isn't from Gijón.

She was born in Madrid.
-Sure.

Guillermo, come here.

This is your grandson, Guillermo.
He's very handsome.

Hi, granny.

You look a lot
like your grandfather.

You're just like him.

Do you want a drink?
-No, I don't want anything.

Sit down here.
-Paula,

why didn't your husband come?
-He had to work.

I'd have liked to see him.
-Another day.

Excuse me,
but nobody could block me.

They blocked you, dad.

No way. They all blocked you.
You played as point guard.

I was the one who slam-dunked
during the warm-up.

I was 1.80 metres tall.
-You're not 1.80 tall.

Some people 1.95-tall
couldn't slam-dunk.

I'm the only sports person here,
don't say I wasn't.

Me. You preferred boozing.
-Samuel, don't push it, right?

And then you tell me!
-Don't listen to him.

Listen to the new generations.

Mum, do you remember that night
when she arrived a bit...?

Don't tell that.
-You told about basketball.

It's not the same.
-Uncle, tell us, please.

Stop looking for the treasure.
You won't find it, mum.

Your mother arrived
early in the morning, a bit...

Samuel, please.
-A bit drunk.

She had been with your father,
her boyfriend.

She arrived, came through that door
and grandpa was there,

after...
-Don't tell it! Jesus!

Okay.

Can you help me, Natalia? Let's
eat the cake, it's getting late.

You didn't need to get so many.

There was enough with a 7 and a 5.

But it looks nicer this way.

I appreciate that you let us
have this party.

For Samuel it's important.

What's important?

That we forgive him, right?

Samuel gave us a rough time
for many years.

He spent ten years in prison
although he was innocent.

He also was through hell.

I know.

Hey, when will you quit smoking?

When I can.

Her lungs have never worked well
but she keeps on smoking.

I only worry about you.

Do you worry about me?

The cake.

"Happy birthday.

Happy birthday."

A selfie, granny.

"We all with you...

a happy birthday."

Hooray!
-Come on, blow the candles.

A wish, mum. A wish.

Come on, blow.

Blow harder!
-Okay. Come on.

Very well, mum!
-Very well, mummy!

Very well, granny!
-Very well!

Honey, are you okay?
-Yes.

That's it, it finished.
-Are you okay?

I've thrown it all, but I am.

Guille, do you want a piece?
-Yes.

Are you okay, Natalia?

Yes, it's normal.

Natalia...

is now 14 weeks pregnant.

Congratulations, uncle.
-Thanks.

And you too, of course.
-Thanks.

About time
you gave Guillermo a brother.

Mum, I've told you several times
she's Natalia, not Julia.

Do you think I'm stupid?
Of course she's Julia.

Julia is my mother, she's at home.
-Shut up,

stay out of the conversations
between adults.

Mum, calm down.
-How could I calm down?

This woman can't take care of you,

she doesn't know
what being an officer's wife means.

Mum.
-She doesn't know what it is

to be a policeman's wife.
-Mum, stop.

She must how to be by your side.
And she...

She can't take care of you,
always complaining.

Mum, listen to me. She's
not Julia. She's Natalia, okay?

It was your fault that my son
did drugs, due to loneliness.

Do you hear me?
-Stop, mum. Enough. It's over.

Don't worry, Luisa. I'll
take care of your son, I promise.

That's it. We're going home.

Let's go.

Shut up.
-I don't want to. Let's go home.

Is your father back yet?

Is he back from his service?

Come here, mum.

Granny's going to forget it all,
right?

That sucks, man.

Is it true
that mum didn't help you?

Can you turn down the music a bit,
please?

Of course she helped me. A lot.

Your mother had a rough time.

I was the only responsible.

My last years as a policeman
were very hard for me,

and instead of asking for help,
I started to do drugs,

as many others. I was an asshole.
-I don't remember that.

Better for both of us.

What are you going to do
with your life now?

Why do you ask me that?

I don't know,
since you're having a baby...

Are you going back to Gijón
with your girlfriend?

You should be with him.

And I'm going to be with him.

Don't worry about me,

they've already paid
the registration for that school.

I told I'd help you
and I'll do it, okay?

It doesn't matter.
If I beat it, I'll do you a favour.

You'll go to Gijón
and I'll go to that school.

Where are you going? I'm talking.

Don't leave me
in the middle of a...

"Yes, man. They'll all fall down.

A few young girls, and we'll get
all the information we need."

Hey!

Hey! Mister! Are you okay?

Hey, Marta, please!
It's Saturday, we're in bed.

We got it.

He got the third grade.

I can't believe it!

Thanks a lot.

Marta, honey!

Thanks.

Get ready to go out.

Your wife has been released.
She's waiting for you.

And my daughter?
-She's better.

She still hasn't seen her.

I know I had to call you.
You would understand me.

Thanks.

You know I love you
more than my own life.

Me too.

You could come next weekend.

Of course.

I've really liked
getting to know your Madrid.

My father has been arrested.
-Get out!

You and your partner are to blame.
He paid that lawyer

because he thought I was to blame,
but I didn't shoot Abraham.

He's only guilty
of wanting to save me, jeez!

I wasn't hunting with my father.

I was in Madrid.

In a gay bar.

I could have proved my alibi.

I'm not a murderer.

Abraham owed me money, but
I'd never have tried to kill him.

Why didn't you say anything?

Right. My father wouldn't bear
knowing that his son is a queer.

Did you prefer that he thought
you were a murderer?

I didn't know
he had suborned a lawyer.

Tomás shot Abraham.

I hated him because he was giving
them a hard time with the child.

I had nothing to do with that.
Tomás shot.

He loved Sara very much,
to the point of madness.

He said that, when he went out,
he wouldn't miss again.

What's up?

ON THE NEXT EPISODE...

I have the chance

to do justice

with the superintendent
who sent me to jail for ten years.

What's up? Don't you trust
your friends anymore?

You are...
-Caronte, her associate.

I can find you an associate
better than him.

A lot of people want
to work with my daughter.

I'm fed up of being your daughter!

Get out of my house!

How much did they pay you
to intimidate the neighbours?

That woman is crazy
and had it in for my Bosco,

she didn't like his looks.
She took it with him.

We asked you to be sincere with us.

Hi, Marta.

Can I spend the night here?

We must be careful
where we get into.

Paniagua took so much from you.
Don't let him take more.

Swear that, if it gets dangerous,
you'll quit.

I was a policeman.

What the fuck are you doing?

Where did you get this from?
-From a dealer.

You know what can happen to me
if I look where I shouldn't.