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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.