Afrikaans
Akan
Albanian
Amharic
Armenian
Azerbaijani
Basque
Belarusian
Bemba
Bengali
Bihari
Breton
Cambodian
Catalan
Cebuano
Cherokee
Chichewa
Chinese (Simplified)
Chinese (Traditional)
Corsican
Croatian
Czech
Danish
Dutch
Esperanto
Estonian
Ewe
Faroese
Filipino
Finnish
French
Frisian
Ga
Galician
Georgian
German
Greek
Guarani
Gujarati
Haitian Creole
Hausa
Hawaiian
Hebrew
Hindi
Hmong
Hungarian
Icelandic
Igbo
Indonesian
Interlingua
Irish
Italian
Javanese
Kannada
Kazakh
Kinyarwanda
Kirundi
Kongo
Krio (Sierra Leone)
Kurdish
Kurdish (Soranรฎ)
Kyrgyz
Laothian
Latin
Latvian
Lingala
Lithuanian
Lozi
Luganda
Luo
Luxembourgish
Macedonian
Malagasy
Malay
Maltese
Maori
Marathi
Mauritian Creole
Moldavian
Mongolian
Myanmar (Burmese)
Montenegrin
Nepali
Nigerian Pidgin
Northern Sotho
Norwegian
Norwegian (Nynorsk)
Occitan
Oriya
Oromo
Pashto
Persian
Polish
Portuguese (Brazil)
Portuguese (Portugal)
Punjabi
Quechua
Romanian
Romansh
Runyakitara
Russian
Samoan
Scots Gaelic
Serbian
Serbo-Croatian
Sesotho
Setswana
Seychellois Creole
Shona
Sindhi
Sinhalese
Slovak
Slovenian
Somali
Spanish
Spanish (Latin American)
Sundanese
Swahili
Swedish
Tajik
Tamil
Tatar
Telugu
Thai
Tigrinya
Tonga
Tshiluba
Tumbuka
Turkish
Turkmen
Twi
Uighur
Ukrainian
Urdu
Uzbek
Vietnamese
Welsh
Wolof
Xhosa
Yiddish
Yoruba
Zulu
No, no, no!
No!
Shit!
No!
14 HOURS EARLIER
You can't sleep, right?
Gorgio?
I get it, you don't sleep very well without Curly.
I'd fall asleep quickly if she was here.
Because when I make love, I end up exhausted.
Saray, you're not getting me involved with your affairs.
Curly is with me.
She had a mental block, we got over it and that's it.
What kind of block? A mental block?
Is that what she told you?
Shit, well if she had a block, I got rid of it.
You know the lift in the kitchen?
We almost made it hit the floor.
I went for her like a hurricane.
If she had a block, I melted it between her legs.
You've tried,
but you didn't get her. It doesn't matter.
I got her, and that's it.
-Enough, Saray. -Ask her.
Sexual fantasies of a Gypsy, chapter eight.
Yes, yes.
She melted the polar ice caps between her legs.
-Well, yes. -Moaning with pleasure.
Ferreiro.
Get dressed, you have a visitor.
A visitor at this time?
Aren't you going to tell me what happened?
I can only tell you that your dad and brother are here.
And my mom?
I'm sorry.
4-3.
Honey.
Your mom is dead.
I don't know if anyone knows what...
a vegetative marriage is.
Well, I had one.
Then the misfortune came.
My daughter was deceived...
and unfairly imprisoned.
We became the targets of international hit men.
We started to live with visits to the prison,
and interrogations in the State Security Office.
I didn't think my retirement would be like this.
Surviving the death of my wife...
is something that I never imagined.
I've always looked at...
violent deaths as a police officer,
but never as a victim.
I always wondered how the families would feel,
whether I'd be able to deal with something like that.
On Monday night, Encarna gave me the answer:
giving up is not an option.
LOCKED UP
It was an accident.
Did she suffer?
She didn't suffer, Maca, she didn't even know.
Don't get depressed, Dad.
No.
Nor you, Roman.
I don't want the pain to destroy us any more.
We need to stick together.
Of course, honey.
Of course.
Mom in a casket?
I can't imagine that.
What happened?
My mom died.
Can you turn the light off?
Who did that?
They're not satisfied with hurting him,
but they mock him right to his face.
-He must have done something. -What do you mean?
What would Valbuena do for Vargas to attack so violently?
-I'll find out. -Who was it?
Who the hell was it?
-Are you on drugs again? -It's not that.
It's not that, Valbuena.
They gave me something that made me sick. I'm sorry.
Guard! Guard!
Someone vomited in my cell. Disgusting!
-She's vomiting! -She's been sick all night.
-Has Sandoval arrived yet? -Affirmative.
Tell him to come here. There's a problem in Block Two.
The judge has granted you a special 24-hour allowance
to attend your mom's funeral.
I won't object, of course.
Can I decline?
-Decline what? -Going to the funeral.
Yes.
Of course you can.
But you should think about it.
If you won't do it for you, do it for your family.
Okay, I'll go.
Macarena. I'm sorry.
Thank you.
We have a problem, Miranda.
There are 22 prisoners with diarrhea, vomiting, cramps...
And it's getting worse.
What is it, a virus?
It seems to be food poisoning. Salmonella or worms. I don't know.
I'll need to carry out blood tests to make sure.
For the moment, I gave them medication and a bland diet.
Of course, do what you need to do.
Someone once said
that to know who your real friends are, you need to go to jail.
But today I'll add...
that the best way to know your real family
is to be knocked down without mercy.
And my family, instead of falling apart,
stood up.
Encarna lifted us up.
Through weakness, she found...
courage, bravery and strength to get through the impossible.
And she taught us that giving up is not an option.
So you're going out, right?
I'm really sorry.
Can I do anything for you?
No.
-Whatever you need, okay? -I know.
You did it with Saray in the lift, right?
-What? -She fixed your switch.
-What switch? -Don't worry.
Tell me the truth.
-I'm sorry. -No.
-I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. -No.
Curly, I wanted to fix what Valbuena did.
I wanted you to be yourself again.
I wanted to love you and look after you, but I didn't know how.
Hey, I'm the one who needs to look after you.
And now my mom...
My mom is gone.
I'm alone.
I feel really alone.
But I realized that I love you.
Everything is really strange.
Because then...
I don't know how I feel, or how I should feel.
All I do is lose things.
You can't be alone here.
Okay, say goodbye.
Take your time. We'll go when you're ready.
I don't know how many times I can tell you that I'm sorry.
This last one is enough.
-I was wrong about you. -Don't worry.
-Everything's fine. -No.
Everything's fine.
Now all I want to do...
is say goodbye to my wife.
As normally as I can.
The security will be discreet.
-I'll organize it. -We're all screwed then.
Roman.
Macarena, I'm sorry.
Are you okay?
If I eat this, I'll throw it back up.
I'm not surprised. My shit looks better than this.
Is there a problem?
No, not at all.
Eat your breakfast.
-Nobody can eat this. -You don't like what the inmates cook?
Is that it?
Do you want to throw it away?
Exactly.
Hey, sit down right now! Come on, everyone back to their seats.
Come on, for fuck's sake.
-Don't even think about it. -I'm not eating this today.
You eat it.
What's wrong? I've been cooking since 7:00 AM
for you to throw it in the trash.
Who do you think you are?
-The Duchess of Alba? -Shut up, Antonia.
Sit down or I'll shock you. Sit down, for fuck's sake!
You fucking listen to me.
You warned me.
So what? You warned me, too.
I didn't listen to you and I ruined my wife's life.
It looks like neither of us can do anything about it.
But someone died.
Yes, we can't do anything about that either.
So come on, we need to take care of the living.
Are all the entrances covered?
Yes.
-How many cameras do you have? -Four.
Two inside and two outside.
-Snipers? -One,
on a roof in front of the cemetery.
I'd get those kids away from there.
What are these kids doing here?
Get them out of here. Come on.
Go and play somewhere else, boys.
This is a cemetery, show some respect.
What's wrong, bitches?
Is it my fault that everyone's sick?
Is it my fault?
Do you think I want to poison you?
-Stupid cows, what were you thinking? -What's wrong, cousin?
They bring me these scraps from the market.
This! Even dogs wouldn't eat this.
-Hey. -For fuck's sake.
And this. Can you believe I have to cook with this shit?
It makes you feel sick, it stinks.
You bastards!
I have to cook every day with these scraps, this shit!
What did you think? What would you do?
What would you do if they made you cook rotten crap?
Well, cooking rotten crap is what I do.
I cook rotten crap, for fuck's sake!
Go to hell, it's not my fault.
It's not my fault.
Hey.
What's going on here?
Antonia.
Pick this up and go back to the kitchen.
I'm not going back to that fucking kitchen.
Be careful, this could cost you.
Pick it up and go back to the kitchen.
-I told you to pick it up. -What?
Listen to me.
I've also had to face authority,
and I've learned that if you do it alone,
you face the problem alone.
You have five minutes to pick this up and go back to the kitchen.
If not, this goes on your file
and you'll lose all your benefits to get day release privileges.
Pick it up.
Can I have a drag?
-I didn't know you smoked. -Me neither.
I didn't imagine my first day out of Cruz del Sur like this.
Of course.
Your first day would be like in the films.
When they leave, they get drunk and go to a strip club.
Yes.
I'd prefer that a thousand times over.
Even dancing on the bar and slipping money in my thong.
That doesn't seem like our life.
My mom died...
in a shooting...
after meeting a dealer.
I'd love to do normal things.
Have a beer, go for a walk, dance.
I'd dance all night.
But no.
We don't do normal things anymore.
What are you doing today?
We're going to scatter Mom's ashes in a lake.
It's a very special place for her.
We always went camping there when we were younger.
We're going with you.
We will maintain a respectful distance.
Thank you.
Everything's fine. No trace of Karim.
Attention, all inmates.
Go back immediately to the dining hall.
I repeat, go back to the dining hall in an orderly fashion.
What is this?
What's wrong with you?
Go to the dining hall.
Didn't you hear me?
Everyone to the dining hall!
Or there will be serious consequences.
Are you staying here?
Are you not going in?
-Go, shit. -Hang on, Tere.
Go in.
Soledad Nuรฑez Hurtado.
Stop messing around and go to the dining hall.
I said go to the fucking dining hall.
Are you going to shock me?
Do it, let's see how you explain that you electrocuted an inmate
who's just had a transplant.
Go on, give her a shock, if you're brave enough.
Then you'll see what I do to you.
Not even God can move us from here. Right?
-Yes! -You get out of here. Nobody!
-We're not moving. -Let's see.
Get up!
Fucking get up!
This could last five minutes or it could go on for days.
It depends on you.
We don't want to cause any problems, we just want you to listen to us.
Very well.
Is there anyone who doesn't want to lose their benefits?
Or the possibility of day release privileges?
I'm hungry.
There she go, Joan of Arc making friends.
ENTRANCE FOREST TRACK
We've covered more than ten miles, nothing unusual.
Nobody has followed the Ferreiros.
No news from the police checkpoint on the bridge,
nobody can get through without us knowing.
Is this 0% beer? Is this how you'll get a promotion?
Fuck. Go with Julia and check the road on the other direction.
Get a move on!
Hey.
I've been stressed for a while.
And...
I'm sorry if I've messed up in any way.
Not again. It's fine, man.
You haven't messed anything up. It's fine.
We sent Helena into Cruz del Sur because we're desperate.
We got the kidnappers, but we don't know where the girl is.
Helena is the best, she won't back down.
You know that better than me. She's an expert in criminal psychology.
If you lose the match, you'll get a shower.
Thank you, but no.
She'll replace the suspect's husband.
She'll treat her badly, and then she'll win her over.
You're going. People don't like your smell.
She'll find out where the girl is.
If she's alive.
That's why she's with Zulema. We needed someone to scare her.
And Helena was there to defend her and gain her trust.
-Do you understand? -Of course I understand.
Stop justifying yourself. We've already insulted each other.
That's it, everything's fine.
I can't deal with you, man.
Hey, I've had a great career, cut me some slack.
When life took a turn and things went wrong...
my marriage got stronger,
my family got stronger.
The pain united us like never before.
And although the price we paid...
was the most cruel,
I must say that in these past few months, we've felt...
more alive than ever.
Despite everything,
we faced adversity.
Because as Encarna said on Monday...
"Giving up is not an option".
Goodbye, Mom.
I love you.
See you soon.
Have they told you what they want?
They say they want to talk, they want to be heard.
At the moment, the protest seems peaceful.
If they want to talk, we can talk to them.
Talk to them?
Don't fall for the trap, Miranda.
With a firm hand, they'll drop the protest.
Otherwise they'll do as they please.
Are you sure?
Don't you think that if we use violence, they will answer with violence?
I don't know.
Go, please. I need to think.
Miranda, can I offer you some advice?
I'd be grateful.
You'll be knocking on heaven's door
And I won't be there
I sincerely swore
That I'd wait there first
And forgot about dying
I also forgot to repeat a thousand times
That I spend every night
Thinking about your arms
Searching for your kiss Stealing your breath
I also forgot to repeat a thousand times
I spend the nights
Lost in bars, looking to die
And to see you again
Now that we're finally out
Of tequila
I feel the taste
Of your spice, my love
I hold your picture
Your absence is killing me
-You're a liar. -Me?
The first time your mom and I came here...
we got married exactly six months later.
What's happening with your wedding? Is there going to be one?
We're getting married.
-Choose a nice date. -It's already booked.
-Which date? -October 12th, the day of Pilar.
-Oh, no. -What?
I wanted to go away that weekend.
I wanted to start the dance with you.
If we don't start dancing now...
we might never be able to.
Thinking about your arms
Searching for a kiss stolen by your breath
I swear, if there's a God
I spend every night trying to forget you
Lost in the bars
Looking to die
And see you again
It's been eight days
since the disappearance of Amaia Jimenez,
whose kidnapping was confirmed by police.
The arrest of the suspected kidnappers has left the police in a conundrum.
They can't find the place where the girl is hidden.
The question is dramatic:
how long can Amaia Jimenez survive in the hideout?
-Leopoldo? -It's me.
Oh.
Hello.
Hello.
I was bored and I thought:
"Let's see what he's doing."
So your first 24 hours out and you're already bored?
The day passed quickly.
We scattered Mom's ashes,
walked in the forest.
We had a barbecue that was great...
But...
-I'd like to do something else. -Do something else?
Do the things that normal people do?
That'd be nice.
What do you suggest?
I don't know.
Go and have churros and chocolate?
Go out to dance?
-Would you take me out to dance? -Of course.
Okay.
It's a date?
Sounds good.
Okay, I'm going over there.
Of course.
A crisis is an opportunity to change things,
but above all...
to gain strength.
Attention, please.
I know this is a peaceful protest,
and that's why, to avoid using force,
I'm asking you to go to your cells of your own free will.
They're challenging you.
A challenge isn't always won with force.
It's won with intelligence,
with ingenuity.
That's what we'll do, Warden,
when you listen to us,
and treat us with dignity.
They have given us shocks and mistreated us,
they have humiliated us,
and we have to eat stew that pigs wouldn't eat.
We've waited long enough, Warden,
but this protest...
this protest means "enough".
-Enough! -Enough!
Enough! Enough!
-Enough! -We won't move from here!
Fine.
Soledad Nuรฑez, I see you can speak for everyone.
Come to my office. We'll sit down together.
You will tell me all of your requests.
I'll see what I can do.
That's good, right?
You've got this.
Sole! Sole!
Sole, Sole, Sole, Sole!
Take care, little sister.
You too.
And just so you know, Fabio had Mom's approval.
I won't say anymore.
What are you going to do now?
We'll go away.
We'll disappear until the police do their job.
Good.
Take care.
You too.
Take care, my child.
I want you to know
is that we've designated five inmates as leaders of the riot.
What do you mean? What riot? But you...
This is a peaceful protest.
We're just asking for decent food because we've been poisoned.
Sole, you know very well that the poisoning was a one-time thing.
You also know that the food here has gone downhill,
and it wasn't exactly the Ritz before.
Look. I would like to spend more money on food than security,
but this is a consequence of your actions.
You also shape this prison. Sometimes more than I do.
Now we need to be relentless with security and control.
That's why we're going to report this and open a file...
for rioting and violent acts on the ringleaders of the riot.
They'll lose their right to reduced sentences.
Antonia Trujillo.
Put cherries on the turkey Because it's not that expensive
Because it's not that expensive
Antonia would lose her benefits
and her day release privileges for 2017.
Instead, her sentence will end in March 2020.
Saray Vargas.
I'll invite you to dinner When I have privileges
Saray's sentence would be extended by 18 months,
and she won't be eligible for day release until 2021.
What do you want me to do?
I want you to go out there...
and say you've negotiated for better food.
For three or four days, we'll make an effort
so they think you achieved something.
But make sure that there are no more protests, Sole.
Because there'll be no more negotiations.
We will go all out to screw them over.
-What do you want me to say? -Whatever you can think of.
That we've changed from margarine to butter for breakfast.
Whatever you want.
Girls. I've come to tell you what we've achieved.
Because we've achieved things.
Forget about margarine,
as of tomorrow, we'll have real butter for breakfast.
The disgusting bread they give us, the viscous meat, that's finished.
They promised haddock once a week.
No more of that paste they give us for mayonnaise.
-Antonia, no more excuses. -Don't worry.
โช Give me a sway, a sway โช
โช Give me a sway, a sway โช
โช All the crap is over And now we can have fun โช
โช Now we can have fun โช
โช Give me a sway, a sway โช
Inspector Castillo, it's Tango One. Come in.
Inspector Castillo, it's Tango One. Come in.
-Tango One, what is this? -A vehicle got through the checkpoint.
It broke the fence at full speed. Shots were fired. They're armed.
They were followed from the cemetery.
Inspector Castillo, to all units.
A car has entered the forest track. We're going after it.
I want all cars in that direction. Send air support right now.
DO NOT ENTER NO EXIT
-Did you hear that? -Yes.
Take this.
Roman!
Roman, go!
It's Karim!
He's coming for us!
-Go, go! -I'm going, I'm going!
-Go faster! -I am!
But this piece of shit won't move.
It won't move!
No!
Dad!
Castillo, a car went through.
My daughter is behind them beeping the horn. We're leaving.
We're on our way, Leopoldo. We're on our way.
Stop. Stop.
Stop!
I'm not leaving you like I left Mom.
If we don't stop, they'll kill us both and then your sister.
I'm not stopping.
-Stop. -No.
No!
It's our only chance, surprise them and shoot them when they pass. Stop!
-No. -Stop!
No. No!
Dad, no.
Go, son. As fast as you can.
Please, Dad.
Go, son. Trust me.
Shit.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
Macarena!
Put your hands up.
Drop the gun.
Subtitle translation by Claudio Gonzรกlez
Subtitles downloaded with "Netflix subtitle downloader" UserScript by Tithen-Firion.
Can't find what you're looking for?
Get subtitles in any language from opensubtitles.com, and translate them here.