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What's up, darling?

Yes, he's here with me.

Palacios!

- My wife wants to talk to you.
- Me?

Yes.

Hello?

Yes, it's me.

Of course, sure.
I'll be there.

OK, thank you.
See you.

- She invited me for dinner tonight.
- She's wanted to do that for a while.

Let she who is without sin
cast the first stone.

Go in the peace of Christ
and jump the wire fence.

Can you stop it? And stop
playing that fucking piano!

- What can I bring? A bottle of wine?
- That's fine.

No, champagne.
Champagne is more classy.

Champagne? Do you think
my wife is Princess Letizia?

She's the Queen.
And I don't know.

We've worked together more than a year
and I know nothing about her.

- Or why the fuck she's invited me.
- Fabio. It's me, Paloma.

Tell me.

Find Palacios
and go to the Governor's.

It's urgent.

- What about the chapel?
- Valbuena is heading to the chapel.

OK, we're on our way there.

- What are you doing, bitch? Share it!
- It's delicious.

What the fuck are you doing?
It's the Body of Christ, not a snack.

Sole, chill out.
They're not consecrated yet!

Come on, you think you own them?

I haven't seen one of
these for ages!

Hey, Sole!
Give it to me, come on.

Give it to me!
Drinking alone brings bad luck.

Yeah, bad luck! But you're
drinking it all! Give it to me.

- Blood of Christ.
- I want some!

Excuse me.
Can I work in the greenhouse?

No, no way.
Take this as being off sick.

- What seems to be the problem?
- I'm allergic to polyester.

- And this is polyester underwear.
- You should've warned us.

We won't make you wear something
that hurts you. Come in.

Pull your trousers down.

And your pants, too.

Ferreiro, I'm your doctor.

Let's see...

My mother's a nurse
and she gives me cortisone.

For the rash...

That'll do. I will prescribe you
a corticosteroid cream.

Thank you.

Just smiling and saying
thank you is useless here.

I'll tell you how
you can thank me.

What do you mean?

Do you know how to sew?

Sandoval, Sandoval!

She fainted and isn't breathing.
I think it's a cardiac arrest.

Put her over there!
I need space.

Checking!

Prepare the adrenaline.

- Defibrillators! Clear!
- Ready.

- Clear!
- Ready.

Again.

Clear!

Yes! That's it!

Well done.

Well done, Sole.

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Thanks, Miranda. You should have
told us about your birthday.

- We'd have brought a present.
- Don't talk shit, Palacios!

You've been preparing
a surprise party for three days.

- No, thank you. Happy birthday.
- Thank you, Paloma.

OK, I'm lying. But I'm upset
that someone's given it away.

Nobody did, Palacios.

I just watched 11 hours of
surveillance CCTV with the police.

And I summoned you
because the police believe

that Yolanda's murderer must have
used an officer as an accomplice.

The three of you
were on duty that night.

That means one of you
is an accessory to murder.

A threat...

a bribe or perhaps someone
just crossed a line.

What actually happened?

Well, right now
it seems that we are all...

innocent until proven guilty.
Don't you agree, Governor?

Of course.

Tomorrow, you three have been asked
to testify before Inspector Castillo.

We'll have to wait and see.
A judge will clarify this.

We'll just have to wait and see.

Well, if you've nothing else to say,
you can go back to your duties.

Thank you.

Authorisation.

- Fabio!
- What's up?

Maybe this is not the best night
to go to your house for dinner.

- Why?
- Fuck, man!

There's a criminal
investigation going on.

We could be accused
of accessory to murder.

So?

Shit, how can you say that?
This is not the best time.

- Excuse me!
- Stay there for a second.

You don't want to come for dinner

because I could be an accessory
to torture and murder?

- It sounds stupid the way you say it.
- It is!

Well, I don't know, Fabio.
I don't know much about you.

I have no fucking idea why
you were fired from the police.

I said wait there!

I wasn't fired.

I decided to quit.

- Any more questions?
- No questions at all.

Are you coming

or shall I ask Carolina to wait until
you know if I'm a murderer?

I'm coming.

But if it wasn't me,
because I know it wasn't me,

and it wasn't you, either...
then Paloma's switched sides.

Maybe not.

It's nap time for
the dangerous ones.

If you've woken them up, I'll stick
your horn up your arse. Arsehole!

I wouldn't stay here, move!

You've suffered a cardiogenic shock.

You know you can't drink
with your heart problems.

As a precaution, you'll be moved
to the 12 de Octubre Hospital.

No, thanks for the trip
but I'm staying.

You don't have a choice, Sole.

I'll only leave to have
my transplant operation.

But it seems that'll never happen.
Am I right, Governor?

You're on the waiting list.
That's all we can do.

Would you give me a donor's heart?

The National Transplant Organisation

considers medical issues,
not moral issues.

So they'll do a transplant
on a criminal

sentenced to
22 years for murder.

Do you really think so?

Do you think that...

if a donor shows up,
they won't check the record?

And they won't say:

"Listen, Doctor,

we have a criminal
on the waiting list

who killed her husband and his lover.
She burnt them with gasoline.

And we also have
a housewife with four children"...

What do you think they'll do?

Miranda?

How can I regret
something I didn't do?

You'll always regret it.

But it doesn't mean
you won't do it again.

I guess I deserve it.
So I accept it. No problem.

People think: "She took a life.
You can't play God taking a life."

No, some things
are worse than killing.

Because they can kill you slowly.

That man was killing me slowly.

I didn't do anything! I defended
my child! What would you have done?

I don't regret it. Is that what
you want me to say? I don't.

I only feel guilty for my mother.

Poor woman.

She felt ashamed in the village
because I was too bad.

- I'd do the same again.
- I'd do it differently.

Do those on the outside
regret what they did to me?

I put up with it for a long time,
until it happened.

Don't use that. Don't use it.

Thanks.

How's it going
with my girlfriend?

Sorry?

Cool tattoo.

"Curly love".

Curly is my girl.

It wasn't easy, you know.

I tried to seduce her
for a year and a half.

I watched her sleep
and wake up every day.

Until she finally left
the girlfriend she had then.

And when I finally made it,
I was transferred to Alicante.

I had to hurt myself several times
so that they'd bring me back here.

Look!

Love won in the end.

How romantic.

Our love isn't over.

If you leave her alone,
she'll come back to me.

But listen...

if you don't leave her alone,
I'll make sure you do.

Don't worry, I will. But I think
you should talk about this with her...

Why are you here? You should be
celebrating your birthday at home.

I went home.

But I came back. What about
the analyses? Anything new?

Tere's toxicology test
came back negative. She's clean.

Why so many tests?
It would be helpful if I knew why.

As soon as
we get a positive result,

we'll know there's
a new consignment of heroin.

And I know who has it.

Do you? Who?

Anabel.

I'm not surprised.

May I surprise you?

They belong to Tere.

How's this possible?

I have no idea.

- I'm sorry.
- No, it's OK.

It was my fault.
I forgot to lock the door.

I'm leaving.

Actually, I wanted to
talk to you.

Neither Palacios nor I
erased the security records.

And you've just
become a mother.

Paloma, if you did it,
don't say a word.

Anyone could get into the control room
and put the magnets there in the day.

They can't prove anything.

I didn't know they were
going to kill Yolanda.

I swear I didn't.

I thought it would be a jailbreak
or something, but I never...

They sneaked into
my home and...

and they recorded...

They recorded my...

my children.

At night, in their cribs.

They've got somebody outside
watching me. I'm being watched, Fabio.

Forget it all, right now.

If the police ask you,
you haven't seen anything.

How can I forget this and look away?
What kind of person would I be?

You can be someone who confesses,

abandoning her twins
to serve a sentence,

or someone who turns the other cheek
and gets on with her life.

Who asked you to do it?

- No.
- Paloma, who was it?

- No.
- Paloma.

Zulema Zahir.

In this time of grief...

Yolanda should be remembered

by those who were
her best friends.

WE WON'T FORGET YOU, YOLANDA

I think about you all day, Yolanda.

Every moment...

Every second...

Sometimes...

it takes...

many years...

to find a lifelong friend, but...

in just a few months in jail...

Yolanda, you'll have
a place in here forever.

I will always admire you.
Always.

When I get out, I want to do
many things. I want to work...

I think I'll take an aviation course.
It's kind of crazy but it's cool.

I'd take my daughter
and get out of here.

I'll leave in a box. I won't be
rewarded for good behaviour.

And why would I leave?
Outside is no better.

I want to go outside,
travel and see the world.

I want to have a happy life
with my child.

And go far away
to a sunny place, to the beach.

I've forgotten
what the fuck was I saying.

I had this friend, One-Hand Luis,
who had a flamenco bar.

I'd go with him
to Japan or wherever.

First of all,
I'll eat some cured ham.

I'll go out and party.
And then I'll go to the beach.

Even if I'm alone, I'll party.

Just for her to know
and give her some time.

Sure, just do as usual.

She's blind.

What?

When I was in the police,

she thought my partner
was my guardian angel,

that's why she wants to meet you.

I'm not sure I'd be
a good guardian angel.

Let's go in.

- Hello?
- Hello, darling!

Hello.

Palacios is here.

- Nice to meet you, Palacios.
- Nice to meet you.

Welcome!

Give it to me.
Come on, I'm serious.

It's mine.

- Hi there!
- Hi, sweetie.

How are you feeling, Sole?

Shooting up with oxygen
while I wait for my transplant.

Sole, if Yolanda had left
those 9 million euros to me,

I'd buy you a heart.
I bet you can find hearts...

Well... in India or China.

In Chinatown would be better.
In the sales.

If Yolanda had left
those 9 million euros to me,

I'd use the money to hire a medium.
The best medium in the world.

I'd like to talk to my husband
to know if he's still mad at me.

Anyway, I'm going to share
eternity with him.

I'd like to tell him
it was only...

an impulse. A bad impulse
But still, just an impulse.

- What would you do, Blondie?
- Me?

- I would return it.
- You would return it.

- What?
- You can't be that silly.

I don't own that money.
It's been stolen.

- How are you doing?
- I'm cool. Can't complain.

- I wanted to thank you.
- Why?

Getting hurt helping a nice girl
is not that bad.

- This is better than solitary.
- If you're going to fuck,

please, tell them to disconnect me.

- Curly, to your bed. Now.
- Good to see you, Doctor!

- Come on, go.
- How do you feel?

Like a drop dead diva, Doctor.

- Waiting for the mercy killing.
- I'll sign you a prescription now.

- Is the favour still on?
- Yes.

Here you are.

Some little wings.
And the dress is still unfinished.

My wife started it, but she's ill.
You'll have to finish it.

It's darned. Will you?

- I can sew it for you.
- Me too.

You stay in bed.
Can you two do it?

- Sure.
- Then, there's a prize.

Not now.
You can only smell it.

One for you.

- Fucking awesome.
- Here you are, bye.

See you.

It must be hard to start from scratch.

I mean, if you're not
blind from birth.

Well, that depends.

People who were born blind
can't imagine things,

like a colour
or the sun setting.

I still have the same dreams
I used to have before.

Only now
I'm much clumsier.

One step at a time, you'll learn.

- Samy, go to the kitchen.
- He's not bothering you, is he?

No. He's just sniffing me.
I have a cat, you know...

- I guess Fabio told you I'm single.
- No, he didn't tell me.

Well, I am.
A confirmed bachelor.

A cat, my mother, and I always
carry Tupperware with me!

You're a very nice guy.

You should leave your cat
with your mother someday

- and get out and meet girls.
- But I meet new girls every day.

Murderers, drug dealers...
A bit of everything.

I was only kidding,
of course.

I figured as much!

- So you like your job, then?
- Some days are better than others.

I guess Fabio told you
there was a murder.

Now we have to put up with
the interrogations, the pressure...

We're freaking out.

A murder?

Well...

No, Fabio didn't tell me
anything, actually.

I guess he forgot.

We've got a lot
on our plate right now.

He didn't want to concern you.
Right, Fabio?

Yes, an inmate was murdered.
But I didn't want to worry you.

Sorry I didn't tell you.
I wasn't in the mood to talk.

Of course,
I totally understand.

You get home in the evening,
you sit down on your couch

and you can't find
the right time to say:

"A woman was murdered
at work." It's just natural.

How did it happen? In the middle
of a fight or something?

No, not exactly.
Actually, we don't know yet...

So they don't know
how she died?

We've to wait for the autopsy results.
Everything else would be guesswork.

They tortured her and then cooked her
with a clothes steamer.

Right...

Inspector Castillo
is still investigating,

but that seems to be it.

Castillo?

Your partner
in the Homicide Department?

My parents came to see me today.
First time they've seen me in jail.

And how did it go?

Actually, it was fine.

Well, I had this horrible
conversation with my dad.

But it felt like the most real
conversation we've ever had.

- He's a former Civil Guard, you know.
- No fucking shit!

Those were the ones who caught me.

Two bastards
beat the shit out of me.

Shit, I'm sorry...

- I got a bit carried away.
- It's OK.

I guess there's all sorts.
And my father's no better.

Did Fabio tell you
why he changed jobs?

Why he moved from
the police force to the prison?

No.

I can't remember him saying.

Well, two years ago
someone broke into this house.

I was alone.
Fabio was on duty.

I thought they'd look for cash

and, once they saw I didn't
have any, they'd just leave.

But they didn't.
They took my cards.

They asked for my PIN number
then tied me up.

They stopped at every cash machine
and took everything I had.

I was tied up
for at least three hours.

At one point,
I managed to untie myself

and I tried to call the police.

Unfortunately, they caught me
and beat me up.

Fucking bastards!

And it all could have ended there:
a broken nose and two broken ribs.

But it didn't.

Fabio had to move heaven and earth.

He set all the crime units to work.

And I asked him not to.
I begged him not to do that.

At a dinner,
just like this one.

When I still could cook.

And he swore he'd let it go.

But he lied to me.
He kept investigating.

And when he arrested the first one,
the others came after me.

The beating was so brutal...

that my optic nerve was smashed
and I lost my sight.

Then, Fabio promised me two things.

The first being
that he'd leave the force.

And the second,
that he'd never lie to me again.

Never again.

So I'm sorry if I'm...

a bit dramatic.

But, well...

I just wanted you to know

that I have a good reason.

- No, it's your turn to spin around!
- I can't. My wrist hurts.

Then use the other hand!

Hey, by the way...

I talked to your girlfriend.

I don't have a girlfriend.

Right, whatever.
Your ex-girlfriend.

And I get the feeling that
there's still something there.

I mean she still seems
to have feelings.

I wouldn't like her
to get any wrong ideas.

Right, but I'm not going to
take her back.

Because she's the worst.

Do you have any doubts about that?

No, no, no. I get that.

If I didn't think that,
I'd never ask you to be with me.

Sure, I get that.

But I don't know if you're putting
yourself in my shoes here.

Look...

I've been put in jail and I'm not
thinking about having a relationship.

Let alone getting
in the middle of one.

I don't care if it's gay,
straight or any other kind.

Do you understand?

OK.

What if we go to the TV room?
Will you come with me?

Sure.

Cool.

Look, Thailand!

I almost went there,
but then I had to work.

- A friend told me it's beautiful.
- You! Fucking nutcase!

Don't fuck with me, because
I'll never take you back.

- I wouldn't even go near you!
- Will you shut up?

- Leave me alone! OK?
- Shut the fuck up!

We can go now.

Sorry.

No... God...

Hello?

Yes?

May I?

What are you still doing here?

Is there something wrong?

Nine years of marriage

and that bastard leaves me
in a letter on my birthday.

"I know it's despicable

to write you this letter
on your birthday.

But this morning
I felt I couldn't take it anymore.

Miranda, we've been
together for nine years.

Some of them were wonderful.

And when they were not,
we always knew how to keep on going.

But not this time.

That's why I think
it's best if I leave like this.

Without saying goodbye.

I hope that, someday,
we'll get to talk about this.

Goodbye."

Why don't you come
home with me?

Sandra and the girls
will be happy to see you.

He took three shirts,

his toilet bag...

everything he could fit
into three bags, and he left.

Do I disgust him to the point
of running away like that?

He couldn't even wait
for me to get out of work.

What will you do?
Will you talk to him?

I will accuse him of desertion
and I will suck him dry.

I will fuck up his life.

I will destroy him.

Have you seen that film where
it's the same day over and over again?

God, what was it called?
We watched it here once.

That's what happens here.
It's the same day over and over again.

Well, we learn to do stuff. Gardening,
mechanics... stuff like that.

This is like university!
I didn't even go to school,

but here, I got my degree.

- I'm learning languages.
- I heard there's a drama group.

Here you learn
how to keep quiet.

You learn how to behave
and understand things.

You also learn how to hold back
your temper and your guts...

You learn how to live, dear.

- Come in!
- Hello.

- The costume is ready.
- Come in.

It's so beautiful!

What about these ends?
Are they supposed to be like this?

- Yes, the pattern's like that.
- Then, it's gorgeous!

Wait, I have something
for you too.

Let's see...

This...
and an ointment.

So go behind the folding screen
to apply it and get changed, too.

Thanks, but I'd rather
do it in my cell.

No, you can't do that.
Medicines can't leave the infirmary.

I'm done.

When you need new cotton
underwear, I'll sign a note.

- Do you want a cookie? Come on!
- You're such a drag!

I said no!

Suit yourself, Sole.

How did it go?

- That guy's really weird.
- Why?

He made me put on my underwear
and the cream in his office.

Bingo! Now you found
his weak spot.

He likes young jailbirds.

Obviously, now you're his little muse,
he's taken a fancy to you!

Listen, the more he loves you,
the better you'll live here.

You'll get sweet-dream pills,
chocolate bars... And for free, too!

- Are you saying I should humour him?
- Let yourself be loved!

- What?
- Open up!

I mean your heart.
Open your heart.

- Open up?
- And your life here will be easier.

What are you talking about?
I don't care if my life isn't easy!

- That guy is disgusting!
- Disgusting?

My drunk husband asking for sex
in the morning. That was disgusting!

I won't suck up to this guy!

Not to him, not to your gypsy and
not to Zulema! And, by the way...

I reported her to the Governor.

I told her she came for Yolanda.

But...

Are you fucking crazy?

Don't run.
Those are the rules.

That woman is
queen of this prison.

She's the wife of the Egyptian,
a murderer on the loose,

he's even wanted by Interpol!

That man has killed
about 20 people!

And she doesn't care if she serves
100 or 200 years, Macarena!

He's like a dog
at Zulema's feet.

- I'd rather talk to you in private.
- Saray is like my sister.

Don't diss her.

All right.

They've opened an investigation
regarding Yolanda's murder.

I will be interrogated.

But I want you to know
that I won't say a word.

- You've got my silence.
- Fine.

I just wanted you
to know that.

Zulema, I need to talk to you.

You lucked out. I have
something to tell you too.

I have one reason
for you to keep quiet.

Actually, I have two.

Leopoldo and Encarna.

Do they ring any bells?

I heard they have
this beautiful backyard,

where your dad built
a beautiful trellis.

It'd be too bad if he wasn't there
to enjoy it after all that hard work.

He will enjoy it.

I've told the Governor you came
for Yolanda the night she died.

That information is now
with Inspector Castillo.

Any harm you do to me or my family,
you'll be doing to yourself.

You'll be proving yourself guilty.

They only know you went
for a cigarette with her.

They have nothing on you.

Let me go! I told you they have
nothing on you! Leave me alone!

I did this to be safe.

You may feel safe,
but we'll see if your father is.

Go.

I have two loose ends.

One says she won't speak.

And the other one says
she already did.

- Which one will screw me over first?
- That fucking innocent-looking bitch!

If you let her, she'll destroy you.
I'll take care of her.

Stop.

I'll deal with this the quick way.

- Hi, darling.
- My love!

We have a problem.

Who's the last one?

- Who's the last one?
- There's the line!

- I need to make a call!
- Ferreiro, do you have a card?

- A card?
- You need one.

Put your name on the list

and management grants you
two calls a week.

- How long will that take?
- A day.

- I need it now. It's an emergency.
- Sure. It always is.

- It's a matter of life and death.
- Then do it as soon as possible.

Those are the rules.

I'm starting to
get tired of the rules.

Especially when they're stupid!

I totally agree. But there's
another list for filing complaints.

Hey! No running!

Anabel!

I need a favour.
You can get things, right?

Could you get me a mobile, please?

Sure. Don't expect it to be
a smartphone, though.

I'm your friend, not your bank.
Those things are expensive.

Unfortunately, more
expensive than on the street.

I have money.
How much do you want?

400 euros,
with a 10-euro credit.

Here.

400 euros.

Thanks, darling.

- Do you want anything else?
- No.

So when will I get that phone?

When you pay me back
the 2,600 euros you still owe me.

You lost my drug, darling.
You need to pay for it, obviously.

Please, I need to make a call.

It's urgent.

Urgent?
How urgent is it?

Ten chocolate bars urgent?
A pack of cigarettes urgent?

How much do you want?
20, 30 euros?

150 euros and I'll give you two cards
so you can use the phone.

- And my spot in the line.
- OK. 100.

Fine. 100.

Here, girl.

If you want to pick up, don't mind me.
The tyre's changed.

No, don't worry.
It's not important.

Are you calling or what?

- Ferreiro, are you OK?
- I'm sorry.

- I'm really sorry.
- Do you want to talk about anything?

You can go to therapy
with Dr Sandoval.

Yes, I know.
And I'm going to sign up.

But I needed a hug.

- Tere!
- Yes?

Go to Sandoval's office.
They're looking for you.

- I can see you're a father.
- That's right. Of two.

I'm a father, too.

And I'd like to ask you a question.

Pick up.

- Hello?
- Dad! Listen to me! You're in danger!

- Maca?
- They know where you live!

A murderer is after you! She knows
where you and mum live! I screwed up!

You said make a decision.
I did and I screwed up!

You're in danger! I put you
all at risk! Dad, please!

Listen to me, Maca.
I'm not in danger.

Yes, you are, Dad!

Maca, I want you to do
something right now.

I want you to call Simón.

Simón?

- Why?
- Call him now.

Thanks.

As you told me before,
pick it up.

- Hello?
- Simón.

It's Maca. Don't hang up, please.
This will take just a second.

I just want to know one thing.
I want to know what happened.

I'm going to be in here
for seven years and...

I want to know
if you ever really loved me

or if it was all part of your plan.

Honestly, I don't care
about the rest anymore.

But I need to know the truth.

I'm so sorry.

I wanted to run away with you, but...

everything was falling to pieces:
my family, my company...

My kids...
So I had to choose.

I just hope you can
forgive me someday.

My daughter may forgive you,
but I won't.

Everything's fine, sweetie.

- I love you.
- Dad?

You'll take one million euros
of the money you stole

and, in 12 hours, I'll come
pick it up from your house.

Things will start falling into place.
First: my daughter, back home.

What do you think?

Dad! Dad!
Have you fixed the tyre?

- That's my family. Please...
- I have a family too.

Don't try to mess with me.
I have nothing to lose.

González Largo, Teresa.

Tere.

Let's see how you explain this.

Your tests are positive,
but not for drugs.

Don't worry.

- You're pregnant.
- What?