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I need you to do something that will benefit us both.

Become a sentinel.

You're kidding, right?

No, I'm not kidding.

Now that Tere's in solitary, there's a free spot.

That idiot Valbuena called all the inmates who want to apply.

I need you to be the next sentinel.

If you're so keen, why don't you do it yourself?

They'd never pick me.

Not for that. Not even to pick up balls and put them back.

But they might pick you.

Go on.

Why do you want me to be a sentinel?

It doesn't matter how hard you train, Maca.

We're just dying a slow death here.

We're damned, just like your family.

Don't you feel like those tragic cases on TV,

on their knees, just waiting to have their throats cut?

Why don't they grab some dirt and throw it in the killers' eyes?

And run like the wind? Fuck.

Maca, one in a million is better than nothing.

-What are our chances? -Make a deal with Karim.

Sell our souls.

LOCKED UP

Shit, girl.

Why?

Sentences shorten for good conduct.

And what's so bad about being a sentinel

and helping enforce the rules? That's not so bad.

"Enforcing the rules"? You'll be a snitch.

You'll be Valbuena's pawn, don't you see?

Look here, Macarena. I want you to hear something.

I don't want any sentinel in my cell.

You'll get us in trouble.

You're keeping quiet. What do you think?

Me?

If she feels being a sentinel is her calling, then let her.

Lights out.

But if she turns against us, then...

we'll kill her.

-Kill her? I'll kill you! -Hey, cool it.

You asked, I answered.

Curly, please.

Oh, girl...

You can't buy me with gifts.

What gifts?

All I'm saying is, I don't think you being a sentinel is cool.

Curly, I need you to trust me.

It's life or death.

A question of life or death? And you didn't say?

Curly, I can't tell you.

Please, I need you to trust me.

Yes?

-Don't get up. -You want me to get up? Fine.

-I didn't say that. -What? You told me to come up.

You've got some nerve.

Girls.

Do you remember your dreams?

I only do when Blondie forgets to rub me up.

-Oh, is that so? -Yes.

No dreams tonight then.

-You don't want me to rub you up? -Stop, no, stop.

Stop, okay?

-Sole, what do you dream about? -That's the odd bit.

It's always the same.

I see the most beautiful green meadow, just beautiful.

There's a gentle rain,

ever so gentle, slow.

I don't know.

Maybe it's a childhood memory.

When it rains in my country,

the raindrops are more like buckets of water.

I've never seen a silly rain like that.

Maybe it's from your donated heart?

-Obviously, possessing me. -Shit, of course.

No, you've just seen too many ghost movies.

Apart from the rain, is there ham in your dreams, Sole?

Ham?

No. Why should there be ham?

Because I heard they sometimes do pig transplants.

They're the closest animal to humans.

If I saw ham in my dreams, I'd have seen you eating it.

-One-nil to Sole. -Enough chitchat.

Soledad, I want you ready first thing, okay?

The cardiologist is doing your checkup.

-That's fine. -Palacios.

Why don't you sleep over?

Poor Sole is having nightmares and she needs a big bear hug.

-Or a pig hug. -Old MacDonald had a farm...

-What a nerve. -Eey-ay-eey-ay-o

-Shut up. -Hey!

Go to sleep.

What happened last night?

You got up at 4:00 or 5:00 a.m. to look under the bed.

I saw you.

A noise woke me up. Like electrical interference.

-I think they bugged us. -Who?

Castillo, Karim... What do I know? I'm going nuts.

Shit.

Fuck, Zulema. That's gross.

-Your teeth have gone to shit. -No, my gums. And my arms.

-Sandoval says it's psychosomatic. -Yeah.

Why were you talking to Macarena in the gym yesterday?

What do you care? I was building bridges. I need her.

-For now. -I don't need to tell you this.

But be careful. You can't trust her and you know it.

She played us. She could do it again.

-Shit. -Fuck.

-What's up? -What's your problem?

Why did you give me moisturizer?

What moisturizer?

I'm just saying, don't go talking shit out there.

-Trying to split up me and Maca. -Leave it.

-Like I sent her on the run. -Leave it, Curly, I believe you.

No, we'll sort this once and for all.

Because this crazy bitch will try anything to separate us.

To fuck up what we've got. And I won't let her.

-To fuck it up? -Start the match.

Fuck it up for you? And I'm the crazy one?

Estefania, I'm crazy for you.

Because I love you.

I might escape from this shithole, but the only thing I'd do outside

is think about you.

How I could take you with me to the end of the world.

And this white bitch? What's she thinking about?

Not you.

She's thinking about screwing us over, that she's being charged with murder.

That will happen.

What the hell do you know about my thoughts?

You don't have a clue about loving someone.

I don't know about love and this gorgio bitch does?

She's not even a lesbian. She doesn't love you.

She doesn't love you. She's with you out of circumstance.

-Because it suits her. -What circumstance?

Shut up!

I truly love you.

And what would she do with you? Steal cars?

Steal cars, get wasted all night, sell panties in the market all day?

That's a low blow for ethnic minorities. Ugly.

I'll make you swallow my panties.

And you'll swallow mine. Don't tell me to shut up.

Hey!

What's going on?

Nothing, just old friends reminiscing about a trip to Morocco.

Eat your breakfast. And do it silently.

Those who fight last the night.

You don't need to worry.

The hematocrit level and tacrolimus content are correct.

I see.

Doctor, one question.

I never used to remember my dreams, and now I do.

It seems so strange.

Well, before your levels were minimal.

You were at 30%.

That's why you didn't remember your dreams.

That results in extreme exhaustion. But now your level is at 85%.

Very good.

One moment, I'll get your prescription.

Excuse me.

Yes? I'm just finishing appointments at the prison.

No, I can be there in about an hour.

Palacio, isn't the doctor pretty?

-And she's well learned. -Soledad, please. That's enough.

I told you, I don't need a girlfriend.

I'm fine on my own.

No one likes being alone.

Whoever says they do, they still haven't found the one.

Or worse, they haven't even looked.

Sintrom, digoxin, and naproxen.

The green ones are for the morning

and the white ones, twice a day, morning and night.

And these, three times a day.

-These? -Yes.

If you have any doubts, at the next checkup, ask...

I'll call you?

Yes, my number's on the report.

-Okay. -Call me, and...

-What's your name? -Lucia.

-Antonio. -Okay.

-A pleasure. We hadn't met. -No.

Here I am, my heart beating.

You see life differently, you know?

Back home, in my bed, tucked up, with my friends.

I missed them so much.

The treatment's a bitch, what can I say?

I have to take so many pills...

If you were to shake me, I'd rattle.

Six pills in the morning, six at night.

Four at midday. It's not easy.

I have to lose weight, there's too much...

How am I going to lose that with no effort?

They say I have to reduce my waistline. I haven't had a waistline forever.

I have to walk slowly on the treadmill.

If I walk slowly, I won't lose 66 pounds.

If I rush, my heart speeds up. So...

And this one, preparing me meals, honestly...

All fresh fruits...

And I just want to eat some toast, heaped with butter.

Forget that, you can't.

Give me a kiss, you're the best.

This one's cheeky. I wonder what's she after.

The sentinel post that was Tere's is vacant.

When she leaves solitary, we won't trust someone

who shits herself.

So you're the candidates.

I've been looking at your résumés...

Very detailed.

Whore, junkie...

Thief.

Honestly, I wouldn't let any of you walk my dog.

Contacting Karim is impossible.

He's got no phone number, no address.

An international terrorist does that, so they don't get caught.

But I have an address from when he was in Oman.

He used it to get in touch with his sister.

-That's it. -There's no other way?

I'm not going to be a sentinel.

I want to be a sentinel because I want prison benefits.

But above all, because I feel I'm ready. I can do a good job.

-I have a degree in Economics. -Economics?

You're overqualified for the post.

You. The job's yours.

-No! Valbuena, please. -Get lost. It's over.

Valbuena, please, I'd do it well.

You have to sign this.

Maybe I'm sticking my nose in, but the sentinel you just chose...

What?

The convicts in Block C say she snorts everything,

even the washing powder.

She'll screw up.

In that group, none of them are squeaky clean.

Well, maybe Macarena.

Because she licks you out at night?

Does it bother you that we've got a thing?

What I've got with her won't last.

You smell nice.

You're wearing my gift.

The moisturizer.

Do you like it?

Yes.

Who knows?

Maybe one day, we'll have a conjugal visit.

Can you imagine?

Ferreiro, change of plan. You start now.

-But what's wrong with me? -Get the hell out of here.

You didn't even pass the test for one minute.

Go on, get the hell out.

Are you serious? What's wrong with you?

What do you make of that?

My girlfriend cheating, right in front of my nose.

I'll speak to Carolina, see if we can fix things.

Are you listening to yourself?

Sometimes, I don't know what the hell you're thinking.

I'll tell you something.

When the convicts escaped and left me in that hole

for 11 hours, tied up like a dog,

bleeding to death, sometimes losing my mind,

I thought for sure I was going to die.

So...

when I got out alive...

I swore I'd be at peace with myself.

And when I saw you, my friend...

the biggest problem wasn't that I was about to die,

but that I'd left my wife.

It's just that...

Fabio, shit, you keep throwing me. I...

I don't know want to do with you. I don't know who you are.

One day you beat up a colleague,

the next you're involved with a con and you don't say a word.

-I'm sorry. -No, I don't know who you are.

For me, there are two types of friends, you know?

Some throw their hands up in despair

if you call to say you killed some bastard.

Others turn up with a shovel.

I'm one of the ones with a shovel.

Which are you?

Anabel, I need to talk to you.

-What, Zulema? -Fuck.

Such manners. We're talking.

Save it for another time. Come on, out.

-I need you to get me two things. -Toothpaste?

Those gums are gross.

A cell phone.

And a mic detector.

My pussy's pretty big, but the spy shop won't fit in there, hon.

So refined.

The mic detector is the size of a small bulb.

That won't be cheap.

I escaped all the way to Morocco, I can treat myself.

Ten for the commissary...

Seven for the providers...

Tax... 22.

Some expenses...

It's 10,000 euros. As soon as you pay, you'll get it all.

Done.

Expenses on my account.

Make sure you get it all.

Zulema, we're big girls now. Don't make me explain the rules.

You come here, interrupting business,

asking for stupid stuff that you can't afford.

Forcing me to look at your face with that mouth that stinks like a drain.

Let's be honest.

We all know you've got no one,

you're alone, and out there, they're just waiting to kill you.

You're the worst possible choice for a loan shark.

I've got the money, what the hell do you want in return?

I don't want anything that's yours.

Although many girls would.

And their satisfaction...

is my satisfaction, too.

It's so... very weird.

I feel like...

There's something inside me that's foreign.

I want to know all about that person.

What their last feeling was.

Their fears.

Were they happy?

Hold their hands.

Give them a hug.

I wish I had the opportunity

to thank them.

I don't know, if a relative discovered...

that their heart is giving life to a criminal,

a person who has killed two human beings...

-Maybe they'd spit in my face. -Look.

-Jeez, what a shock. -What do you care?

Unless they tell you to give it back, they can say what they want.

You deserve that heart.

No one more deserving than you.

Look at my girls.

So wonderful. I didn't know they loved me so much.

Hello? Good afternoon.

Who am I speaking to?

Hello, Fernando.

Look, this call might seem a bit strange, but...

Did you lose a family member recently?

Your wife.

I wanted to tell you I have your wife's heart.

I mean, I'm wearing it.

They're only giving back what you gave to them.

It's so kind and generous of you.

So you'll be at peace with everyone.

The cuckoo sings gaily

He took away the fear

The cuckoo sings gaily

He took away the fear

Cuckoo

Come on!

Hello.

What a spectacle, right?

The woman with your wife's heart calls you up.

And asks you to come here, to a prison.

Complicated, isn't it?

Well, yes. You're right.

I know that everything I did was illegal.

Looking at the medical report, calling you...

In the hospital...

they told us the donor's identity was kept secret.

Of course, yes. I know.

This is not easy, honestly. It's not easy.

Look.

I can't stop thinking about your wife.

A little bit of her is inside me.

That little piece is so important

that it gave me a chance to live again.

And I had to thank you. Truly.

You have given me new life.

All right.

That was all.

You can go now if you like and...

I promise I won't call again.

What would you like to know about my wife?

Everything.

I want to know everything, everything.

But first, I want to tell you a little about me, you know?

Because I'm not here for stealing candies.

I burned my husband alive.

Do you understand?

But...

I think I can be a better person with your wife's heart.

-There's another... -My wife...

She was a bitch.

Sorry?

The phone.

Karim's going to call it.

What happened?

I smoothed over some issues from the past.

Who did that to you?

There'll be time to hit back.

It's your turn now. Don't mess up.

It's hard to think that there are people like that.

She made life difficult for years, for me, for my daughters.

She destroyed the family on a whim.

She humiliated us, she...

I hate to say this, but...

we almost gave a sigh of relief when we heard about the accident.

Is that terrible?

I'm glad...

that finally, her heart is doing something good.

Yes.

At least, you did something good with her.

The only thing I could've done with my husband was

donate him to a grill house.

Time's up.

At least, we had time for some good psychotherapy.

Thank you so much.

-Yes. -Really.

I'm sorry if what I told you about her affected you.

No, no.

It's fine.

Look at us.

We have a knack for choosing a partner, don't we?

Thank you, once again.

Goodbye.

Just a second, please.

Would you mind if we met again?

Are you asking for a date?

If that's okay.

That's okay.

4-2.

Let's see the crime reports.

Julia, the one in 220, deals in phone cards.

-I think she steals them. -Julia.

Yes.

Go on.

And in the chapel, under a bench, there were six joints.

They were stuck on with tape.

I don't know who left them, but I'll keep a look out.

Very good.

Ana Maria sells herself in her cell.

She keeps the money in her toilet bag.

Ana Maria...

Ana Maria.

Some inmates aren't returning books to the library on time.

Do you have a list of the offenders?

Do you think I'm stupid?

That's why you want to be a sentinel?

Tell me about something real

or I'll punch you as far as the infirmary, right this second.

And try to prove it.

Anabel.

Who?

Come here. What?

Anabel hides drugs in bottles of conditioner.

-Calm down. -Let me go.

Look at me.

Good.

We may even come to an understanding.

I'll go check.

It'd better be true, for your sake.

Watch her. She doesn't leave until I'm back.

We need you to be a sentinel and get into Valbuena's office.

His computer.

How's it going, Anabel?

-All good? -All good.

May I help you?

Well, to be honest, yes.

I noticed there's been a lot of static electricity here lately

and my hair's gone frizzy.

You don't have some conditioner around here

or a mask for my hair?

CREATE ACCOUNT

You just have to get online, open a new email account

and hurry.

Because the officers' PCs lock every five minutes.

NAME

USERNAME PASSWORD

DATE OF BIRTH

Who snitched?

My little birds.

PHONE NUMBER

You're going to the hole for a long time.

-Let's go. -No, wait.

-A question, I don't mean to offend. -Go on.

What does an officer like you earn? 1,800 euros?

Maybe, 2,000 a month, with overtime?

-Certainly more than an inmate. -Well...

That depends on the inmate.

What Karim doesn't know is that I still have three million euros

hidden in Morocco.

That's our bargaining chip.

NEW MESSAGE TO:

I can make your wage triple that

by the end of the month.

Don't play smart with me, Anabel.

Come on, Valbuena.

I've got my own little birds.

I know you were getting some extra payments and they fucked you over.

That won't happen to you if we do business.

Once you've made the account,

you need to say...

"Hi, Karim. It's Zulema. I have something that may interest you."

Interest you.

"More than our lives, perhaps."

"Call this number."

SENDING...

Shit.

Today's your lucky day.

We're going to get on very well.

Now get out.

-Hey, gorgeous. -Hi.

Watch it, I'll end up buck naked.

Have you heard about Anabel?

Valbuena found her stuff.

She's going straight down.

-How? -Someone must have squealed.

I wonder who.

Get off.

What's wrong with you? You've been like this for too long.

-Nothing's wrong with me. -Yes, it is. You tell me "hands off,"

and then you discuss a conjugal visit with Valbuena. What's going on?

Jealousy is an ugly thing, isn't it?

A conjugal visit with Valbuena?

Still on about that, girl?

Sole, it was a joke. So shut up.

-I won't. -You will.

No, I won't shut up. Do you think I'm stupid?

You're seducing him to get revenge.

Shut up now! Mind your own fucking business!

-Shut up. -I won't shut up.

-Listen! -Shut up now.

Mind your own business.

-I won't! -Yes!

Do you want another 20 years for killing a rapist?

Is that true?

Curly.

Curly.

Valbuena...

raped you?

Yes, he raped her.

He did. And he put her in solitary so she couldn't talk.

And he shoved a hose up her so there wasn't any proof.

This needs to be reported.

I'll speak to the warden.

And to the prison board. This won't stay like this.

I won't stop until that bastard's in jail.

He'll get 10, 12, 14 years for rape and abuse of power.

We can't make decisions in the heat of the moment.

Take her away!

I need help in the canteen, send backup!

Valbuena is down. I repeat, Valbuena is down.

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