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A MOVISTAR+ ORIGINAL SERIES

GIANTS

What's wrong?

Nothing, Sara, go to sleep.

I'm going in the office for a second. Are you okay?

I think you messed up the medication dosage again.

I can't keep my eyes open.

It's normal, don't worry.

Go to sleep.

Go to sleep, darling.

What did you say it's worth?

It's a pantocrator, Roman, 13th century.

There aren't many left uncatalogued.

When was the last time you stole anything?

There are more forgotten shrines on the way to the border.

I think we can reach Portugal with between 20 and 30,000 euros.

You're not going to help me?

I'm doing something else, expert.

- Lore... - Be quiet.

Please.

You guys were born to be alone.

It's what you were taught.

No one can be near any of you for long.

Not even you, Clemen.

Damn...

I loved you very much.

Very much.

I left because of you, came back for you,

waited alone for you.

And my son loves you like a...

But you're not and I won't let you be.

I'm doing this for him, not for you. I'm sorry.

Don't do this to me, Lore.

Tomorrow we'll be gone.

Don't look for us.

No!

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

Forgive me.

Thank you all, really.

Let's get back to work.

- We have to talk. - What about?

Bye.

I came as soon as I got the news.

How is the boy?

He's okay.

It's so strange they let him go all of a sudden.

Someone must have weighed the pros and cons of their actions.

Yes, perhaps.

Must have been that.

I don't know what to call you.

What are you?

You know exactly who I am.

If you don't mind, I have people waiting.

Why don't you take a few days off, Detective?

Look after your son, you've been through a very stressful situation.

Thanks for your interest.

You can be sure I'll do what I have to do.

Your folks coming again today?

They're not my folks.

They're my aunt and uncle.

Your aunt is hot.

But you're hotter.

I'm not going to hook up with a thug like you, I'm sorry.

Really.

I can tell you haven't fucked a lot.

Actually not at all.

How long have you been here?

Two days more than you.

By the time you figure out how it works,

I'll be long gone.

You can't get out of here, didn't you know?

My uncle and aunt got me a pass.

I'll wait up for you. That jerk is clueless.

Enjoy the wait.

Blue is the Civil Guard, right?

Yeah, and green, national police.

All backwards.

Anyway...

We're going to withdraw checkpoints on the main roads

and move them to secondary and rural roads.

Half of them, to be exact.

You're talking about over 300 officers from two forces.

Exactly. I'm talking about half.

And I want them on rural roads.

Why now?

- What do you mean, why? - Yeah.

Why the sudden change.

Wouldn't it have been more logical from the start?

It's seven o'clock.

I want them ready before sunrise.

Pena, in my office.

What's your problem?

I'm glad that your son is safe and sound.

I mean it.

But Spain's biggest murderers and drug traffickers

are running around loose out there.

We've been looking for several days.

Airports, train stations, checkpoints on the main roads

and nothing, nothing. Not a trace.

It's not possible.

Not without help.

And now your son appears and you change the protocol

and do what maybe anyone else would have done from the start.

What do you want me to say?

It sounds bad.

I don't know who I'm working for anymore.

And it pisses me off.

Very much.

Believe me, I understand your situation.

The boy... terrible.

But I don't think you're a valid boss now.

I'm sorry, that's what I think.

I think you negotiated with them.

And I think you crossed the fucking line.

So to me, you're no longer fit to do your job.

No, you aren't.

Very well.

You can file a complaint through the normal channels.

But I want those checkpoints active before 6 in the morning.

All of them. There are 36, not 40 or 35.

36 checkpoints on secondary and rural roads.

And I want you to handle it.

Call me when you've finished, at any hour.

After this, we'll send you to the police station in Legan�s.

They'll be expecting you tomorrow first thing.

Look at my gorgeous niece, always so elegant.

Thanks for coming.

Save yourselves for later, the party is after.

See you there. Carmencita, welcome to the lights.

You have all the beauty of your family.

She definitely can't deny she's her mother's daughter.

Let's give these people what they want.

Sit by the window, okay?

You'll see the countryside.

- I don't want to go. - Look, the bus, let's go.

Thank you, thank you very much.

It's a pleasure for me to share this moment with all of you here tonight.

Now, a surprise.

My close friend, the best luthier in all of Spain

and the prettiest voice in the world.

She's going to sing a real gypsy song for us.

Ladies and gentlemen, Azucena Romero.

Thank you.

This song is about loneliness, abandonment.

But it's also about the strength inside all of us.

The power to change everything.

I want to dedicate it to Carmen.

My new friend, my family forever, she'll never be alone.

Let's go, Azucena.

I loved you and I don't deny it.

I can't forget what I was.

But regret so much

the time so lost.

But I regret so much

the time so lost.

I shed a tear for you.

I shed a tear for you.

That heart of stone

didn't remember me.

You can't fuck, you're half gypsy.

I'm half white too.

And the phone? You've forgotten how to use it?

I thought it would be better this way.

Nothing is better this way.

I'm busy.

Everyone here is clueless and the chief inspector won't be back for two weeks.

I don't have authorization to leave right now.

We'll get it.

Are you being serious?

You haven't requested a warrant, have you?

You show up here, like this?

Are you aware of what's happened the last few weeks?

Do you have any idea?

I lost my job, got sent to fucking nowhere,

surrounded by spoiled gym rats.

I have no friends and my colleagues don't respect me.

I lost a breast, M�rquez.

I almost got killed twice because of you.

You're a bitch for just showing up like this.

You asked me to get you out.

- That's what I'm doing. - This isn't getting me out.

This is using me, then screwing me.

Get out.

I've almost got them, B�rbara.

They let my son go without negotiating, that's not like these people.

His plan must have gone wrong somehow.

I know which roads they're moving on.

I gave them the map.

And I know Daniel is with him.

I saw them.

The two Guerrero brothers, together.

Your son is alone again, M�rquez. Go be with him.

It's your call.

The second one that passes is for us.

No.

M�rquez wouldn't do it, not if I have her son.

Her son, where? I don't see him anywhere.

Where is he?

- Where are you hiding him? - Hold still.

Maybe they already found him.

Maybe M�rquez isn't waiting for your call. The police aren't stupid, you know.

Where is the fucking kid, Tom�s?

In the neighborhood.

With dona Mar�a.

What? Dona Mar�a?

Dona Ma...

You fucking idiot.

That old lady is nuts.

She probably freaked out or shit in her diaper.

- She's waiting for my call. - Sure.

She and M�rquez

and half of Spain are waiting for your call.

But I'm the stupidest one here.

For thinking you might get me out of this.

But no, that's not going to fucking happen.

- Portugal. - Portugal is fucking miles from here.

Damn God to hell.

I'm not waiting here to get caught under a bridge.

We're good here until nightfall.

Until nightfall, yes.

But from now on, you're bending over for me.

I don't want to hear you even breathe.

His involvement in the Guerrero case has yet to be clarified,

a case he has been overseeing for several years.

Recent revelations from the case

and his supposed link to intervention by the Secret Service

could be one of the reasons for his suicide.

It looks like Judge Matas decided to take his darkest secrets to the grave with him.

- You're fucking nuts. - Shut your mouth.

- You can't be here. - My room smells bad.

For pain.

There are closed operating rooms upstairs we can sleep in.

They'll kick us out of here in half an hour.

The bitch on the 2nd floor has nothing better to do.

New, huh?

I've been here two months.

I don't think I'll get out.

Well, maybe, I have no idea.

Have you got any smokes? I've been out for two days.

Paula.

This is my only pleasure in here.

Well, this and watching TV.

I watch a lot of TV.

The machine in my room is broken and I can watch TV for free.

And the old lady next to me only sleeps... and snores sometimes.

So I watch TV a lot.

I'm not afraid to die.

I never talk to anyone anyway. Ever.

Never?

No.

I don't get along with the nurses or them with me.

The doctors don't come to my room anymore.

How sad!

I can help you.

Come on, let's go.

How exactly do you think a dying junkie can help us?

But I was fucking gorgeous.

You would have opened every door for me.

And I was a lawyer, a good one.

The filthy rich ones, one of those.

- Let's go, damn it. - Hold on.

How long have you got left, zombie lawyer?

Enough.

You're a son of a bitch.

I have your clothes. They're dirty, but all here.

Also a cell phone, some painkillers

and the keys to a Toyota.

They belong to the bitch on the 2nd floor.

She just started her shift and she's on call for 24 hours.

She's 16 years old.

I haven't seen her since she was 12.

Money?

Some coins and 10 euros.

That's all I could find, it's in there.

Okay, you can go.

- I'd like to stay. - No.

Yes.

Stop.

Go on, beautiful.

And thank you.

I could go with you.

Buy food, pump gas,

drive, stuff like that. Whatever I have to.

Nobody will miss me.

I burned all my bridges a long time ago.

She's in love.

This is going to fill up with people.

We have a car, let's go.

I don't like junkies.

They're the worst company.

I was one.

Now I'm only dying of...

Well, who cares, a million things.

Nobody's going to die here, for now.

Let's go, Daniel.

Now.

I burned my bridges, she says.

I liked that.

You're no use to us if you can't drive.

This won't last long.

I'll be fine in no time.

Dump her on the side of the road.

Sorry, my brother is an asshole.

Since birth.

Like his father.

He can't help it.

I only have a few days left.

Only a few.

This car is too slow.

There's nothing here.

Check with the Civil Guard if any cars have been reported stolen.

And have hospital personnel check if any cars are missing.

Let's go.

We announce your death, we proclaim your resurrection.

Our lord, Jesus Christ.

- Corpus Christi. - Amen.

- Corpus Christi. - Amen.

Corpus Christi.

Corpus Christi.

Thank you.

Thank you, Mother.

You two killed lots of people.

That's what the TV said.

What a bore, that's all they talked about.

Game shows with questions and answers,

that's what I like.

I was cum laude, I know them all.

Yeah, especially art and geography.

Say something, I don't like driving in silence.

Waterhouse, Tiziano,

Boticcelli, Murillo.

Which of them is pre-Raphael?

Waterhouse. British, right?

Did they talk about Clemente Guerrero on TV?

He's our brother, the youngest.

Doesn't ring a bell.

He left without saying goodbye.

That really sucks.

It was your friends.

The Colombians.

Someone will have to pay.

Tell your aunt this is the last pass this week.

But I have dance classes.

Exactly.

I don't think it will be a problem,

but from now on she has to ask the judge first.

Tell her that.

I can't drive any more, I can't.

How long have you been driving?

- We must be close. - Hey.

Look how tired she is.

Here, I'll drive.

Get some rest.

We don't have gasoline.

We've reached the end, gentlemen.

- Fucking hell. - Goddamn it.

Up there we'll see where we are.

- Is it far? - No, it isn't.

Let's go.

You should see yourselves.

In the middle of the countryside,

carrying your absurd spoils,

you don't even know where you're fucking going.

So alone...

Give me her phone.

The GPS.

The map those things have.

You don't even know what it is, do you?

Here.

Take the fucking phone!

Pinhead.

Tonight we sleep here.

A druggie like you has probably slept in worse places.

Say something nice to me, damn it.

Since I got out of jail, I'd only fucked hookers.

And B�rbara, yes.

But she turned out to be a cop.

And now you.

You're careful with the ladies, huh?

It doesn't look like we have much time left.

None of us.

We're there.

We're almost there.

We can cross on foot.

She should call her daughter.

She'll want to say goodbye, right?

We're very close to the end of the road.

Get ready.

You know what I mean.

There's a town below.

We'll cross and steal a car.

That weird question you asked her.

Was she right?

Yes, she was.

You should have told her.

You should have said: "Nice fucking job, Paula."

"Nobody knows that, but you do."

"A dying junkie knows. Nice going, Paula."

- Very pretty. - Go to hell.

Throw away the phone already.

I want to call Carmen.

Throw it away, you idiot!

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