All language subtitles for 02 - Infierno_eng

A MOVISTAR+ ORIGINAL SERIES

GIANTS

You're all alone.

You have nothing left.

You have nothing left.

Not even an empty step.

Your fear and your lies

are all that will talk to you.

Your fear and your lies

are all that will talk to you.

Nobody fears you anymore,

not even what was ours.

The last of your blood is gone,

even if he's in hell.

The last of your blood is gone,

even if he's in hell.

The last of your blood is gone,

even if he's in hell.

VIII
HELL

Eight. Eight tanks!

One was enough
to kill those bastards.

You always go overboard.

Can you keep going?

Give me a minute, Dani.
I'm scorching, damn it.

These weeks I've spent more time
in the country than in my whole life.

I hardly smoke anymore.

Fucking weird.
But I don't feel like it.

Not at all.

I still don't know
what the fuck happened.

I didn't expect it all to go down like this.

I thought it would be
just your brother and that gypsy.

That fucker Carlos.

But all those fucking Russians,
gypsies, South Americans...

Who would have expected it?

Fucking scum.

I don't get it anymore,

but to be honest,

this is better

than that shitty restaurant
where Tom�s had me.

Left there

like a fucking truck tire,
rotting.

These trees are fucking huge.

They're quiet.

Can't hear anything out here.

After all this,

I still haven't seen a fucking dime.

Same old shit.

In the end, the cash is just
a damn excuse, isn't it?

You're right.

What I don't know
is an excuse for what.

That's what I still don't know.

It must be winter by now at least.

Yeah, at least.

Another winter, Horseface.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Tell me you didn't kill anyone.

I didn't kill anyone, Lore.

I only got my brother out of there.

And now what?

Now a lot of things.

A lot of good things.

Headline in El Pa�s: "Judiciary members
and high ranking police officers

colluding with mafias."

El Mundo is along the same line:

"Government responsible
for C�diz massacre?"

And La Vanguardia:

"Scandal with unpredictable
consequences:

Government linked to mafia activity."

An unsettling and complicated day

after incredible revelations
by a police officer

brought to light in an exclusive
by our colleague Luc�a Jim�nez.

Good morning, Luc�a.
What might be the consequences of all this?

Good morning, Ana.

I think we need to ask ourselves
if we're truly ready for the truth...

- A troubling truth, to say the least...
- That's right.

Because what B�rbara Pazos has revealed
is practically a State crime.

Should we maybe be cautious?
What I mean is,

her testimony could be disputed.

Apparently this woman
wasn't on the police force

at the time the events occurred.

Sometimes for security reasons
or national interest

police officers operate in a parallel way.

B�rbara Pazos was you might say

freed up to work under orders
from Guillermo Ortiz.

Guillermo Ortiz, acknowledged
by the Ministry of the Interior

as a member of
the National Intelligence Center.

And according to Detective Pazos'
statements,

the main perpetrator, who has

- completely disappeared.
- That's right.

Yes? Apparently we've just received
confirmation

that the Minister of the Interior,
Miguel �lvaro, is going to appear.

That's right, Ana, the Minister
of the Interior has just confirmed

that he'll hold a press conference
before lunchtime.

Opposition party members
have shown general indignation

and also tense cautiousness
among government officials.

What is clear is the B�rbara Pazos case
is becoming

one of the most critical moments
of our democracy.

Luc�a, you know her well.
What is B�rbara Pazos like?

What I can say is that
she's a brave woman

who has had to hide from very dangerous
and powerful people

and who when things finally went too far,
decided to speak,

endangering her own safety,
no matter who goes down.

How are you?
We can call the doctor again if you want.

No, that's okay.

What's up.

No, not yet.

But make sure what happened yesterday
doesn't happen again.

I don't care if another fourteen
have to stay.

And Ortiz?
Are you tracing the phones?

Give priority to the number
Luc�a gave us.

He's coming after us.

Right now I think all he can do
is hide like a rat.

I'm 32 years old, M�rquez.

The Witness Protection Program
is crap and I want my job back.

If they let me, of course.

Otherwise, I like to dance.
I can become a gogo dancer.

Do you think Daniel is still alive?

We found four bodies
after the explosion.

We have to wait.

Damn it!

I should have been here
last night.

How could they just take him
like that?

Are you...?

Ortiz' cell phone.

We've located it.

What?

Let's get that son of a bitch.

All right.

Pack only one suitcase.

They'll bring us the rest.

Where are we going?

Don't worry. You'll like it.

They're saying some amazing things
about you on TV.

Half, lies, the other half, they make up.

Stop watching.

Then why do we have to leave?

- Aren't you the fucking boss?
- Stop?

Go upstairs and get your things.

Do as your mother says.

I swear I'm going to turn
her head around.

You're right. I don't want this for her.
Or for you.

We've made a lot of mistakes,
Tom�s.

We have, Sol. But we must have
learned something.

More cars will come later
and we'll leave for the airfield.

We're going in.

Police! Police!

Police!

Detective M�rquez.

I wanted to say hello.

I wanted to meet you.

I'm Blanca Villar
from the Ministry of the Interior.

- I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry.
- I only wanted to thank you.

You've done a great job.

It's too bad we got there
too late.

I'll have to speak to you
in the next few days.

And to her.

This is my card.

You can call this number
24 hours.

Who else was working for him?

- What?
- Yes, for Ortiz.

How many others
were under his command?

I don't know.

Really, I just joined the Ministry,
but if I can help with anything else...

Where would he have taken him?

My son.

I'm sorry about what happened
to your son.

We've given priority to the search,
but it wasn't Ortiz.

Do you know she that is?

I've never seen her before.

Hey, look.

What the fuck?

Why aren't you coming with us?

I'll see you at the airport.

Where is he going?

Where the fuck are we going?

Shall I keep going?

What we agreed on.
We're even.

What are you doing?

Either this or you get killed, baby.

Hold still, sucker.

Copy that?
Have we got them?

Listen, it's not the Gypsy, it's...

a Chinese woman with a wig.

Just what I said,
a Chinese woman with a wig.

Damn. Are we idiots or what the fuck.

We have a visitor.

The Gypsy.

We're Sol and Carmen Guerrero.

Where is my son?

I don't know what you mean.

My office.

Both of them.

Poor thing.

In my day we didn't give them
so many drugs.

It will only be a couple of days,
senora Mar�a.

If not, I'll pay you double.

I'm not doing it for money,
don Tom�s.

I'm doing it for your father,
rest his soul.

And for you, of course.
At my age,

what do I want more money for?
What I haven't had, I never will.

Right here,

back in the old days, the Guerrero family
got rid of more than a few gypsies.

That's how things were done, yes, sir.
They cleaned up the neighborhood.

And look at it now.
They come out at night like rats.

Fucking blacks and Arabs...
Even the Chitos have come back.

Have you got prescriptions
for all this?

Right there.

From now on,
we'll handle the dosage.

Your husband didn't reach the plane.

No one did.

The pilots say they got a call
last night to have everything ready.

And?

They were only expecting
two women. Mother and daughter.

Destination, the Azores Islands.
That was the flight plan.

Your husband was never
getting on that plane.

Tell me...

Why are you useful to me?

What are you offering me?

A life together. Tom�s and me.

Trips.

Business, friends.

And plenty of dead people too.

That's what I'm offering.

In exchange, I leave with my daughter.

No.

A life for us

far away from here, anywhere.

That's all I ask.

I want protection.

You're a mother, right?

The judge will take your statement
tomorrow.

You're an accomplice to all
of your husband's activities.

What about me?

A judge will be assigned
your guardian.

You're not under arrested, but you're
a minor and the judge decides.

Fucking wacko.

Someone wants to hurt us, Father.
They torched the castle!

The son of the bitch's castle!

What are you doing?

There was a commotion
in the street.

But they've left, it's quiet now.

Come here.

Don't answer it.

Shit.

- What are you doing here?
- I'm here for what's mine.

Shut the door.

- He's my brother, Lorena.
- And this is my home.

I won't hide him here.
Not him.

For my father's memory,
and my son's life, damn it.

Not even for you, Clemente.

Take him away.

And when you come back,
the Guerrero family will be history.

Forever.

If you can't do it, don't come back.

She wants me to leave, right?

Hold still.

The old man was right in the end.

You're a pussy.

It's okay, don't worry about it,
Clemen.

I'll be fine with this shitty medicine.

- After that...
- No way.

Move your ass, we're leaving.

Where to?

This is our neighborhood.

Lots of places are mine now.

That's right.

You're a master.

The smartest of the three.

Who torched the apartment?

Whoever.

People have gone nuts.
The whole neighborhood smells like fire.

It smells like sulfur.

Because we're in fucking hell,
brother.

Jesus, you're burning up.

Get away.

Over here.

Where is Esteban?

I want to see my son.

- Your son is fine.
- I want to see him.

- Now.
- You saw the photo, he's asleep.

This is a negotiation,
you know how it works.

So do I, in my way.

In your way?

No, it wasn't me.

You can't imagine how much
people hated this building.

And its inhabitants.

From now on, you'll focus
on our friend Guillermo Ortiz.

And especially on Walter Garrido,
two powerful men.

I'll also give you a list of people.

Most of them Colombian,
others Spanish.

You arrest them, expell them,
get rid of them, I don't care.

And I want you to help me
and my family disappear.

Let everyone think we left
the country.

Those are my conditions.

Ortiz is dead.

Then that's one less.

You're crazy.

Do you really think you can leave?

I'll gain time.

Take me to my son now.

- And we'll only give you...
- Don't raise your voice to me, Detective.

I want time.

As badly as you love that boy.

He might die soon.

And so will you, if you keep
snooping where you shouldn't.

Your son, however,

should have a long life ahead of him.

Your wife testified against you, Tom�s.

Sol sold you out.

A mother will do anything
for her children.

That would be another way
to end this.

You're going to sit
in your shitty apartment

in your shitty neighborhood
and wait for my call.

If I'm safe, your son will be safe.

It will always be like that.

- Where am I going to sleep?
- Tonight,

in a hostel or a hotel, we're waiting
for the order. After that, we'll see.

I prefer a hotel.

Shouldn't someone from Juvenile
be with me?

- They'll come.
- You're not accused of anything.

Your mother is being questioned,
that's all.

If they arrest her, I mean Sol,

will she sleep here
or go straight to jail?

That's up to a judge.

I don't know.

My dad and mom going on trial

would be huge, right?

Yeah, it would be, I guess.

And with the shitty justice system
in this country,

it could take years, right?

It would be long, I told you that.

But we don't even know
if there will be a trial.

Of course there will.

Because we all know
they're guilty, right?

Why are you asking all these questions?

I'll be 16 in a year and a half.

By law...

it's all mine.

And I wonder, where the fuck
will you be by then?

Fucking snitch.

Your father gave it to me in case
I ever needed it, or if he did.

To have it here.

Will you be staying the night,
don Tom�s?

No, senora Mar�a. I have to go.

- I don't want to bother you.
- It's no bother.

Take my bed, I'll sleep on the floor.

That's where I sleep in summertime,
it's nice and cool.

I'm glad you're all back
in the neighborhood.

What did you say?

It's nice to see you all here,
where you belong.

All three of senor Abraham's boys.

You mean the youngest,
my brother Clemente.

Him and Daniel as well.

Daniel? Daniel isn't here.

Yes, he is. I saw him when I was leaving
the pharmacy on my way back here.

They were together, like when
they were little. Clemente and Daniel.

Where?

My soul is in so much pain

that not even fire

will put it out.

My soul is in so much pain

that not even fire
will put it out.

Regret weeps alone but never drowns.

Regret weeps alone

but never drowns.

From anything.

EMERGENCY EXIT

I'll be back tomorrow night,
wait for me.

Take these shots
every 8 hours or less.

Sleep and rest and don't move.

- What are you fucking doing here?
- Bastards.

- Did you do this?
- Shut up.

Go home or you'll get shot.

You don't have the balls.

Kill each other!

Get this over with already!

Clemente!

Clemente, my love, what happened?

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