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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

-Mom? -Macarena! How are you?

Good. I'm calling to tell you I'm going on vacation. On a sailboat.

-How come? With who? -Simón, the guy I mentioned.

But this plan came up overnight, just like that?

Yes, I had some free time, so I said, "Let's go."

So what about tomorrow's lunch? Your father was very excited about it.

I know. Well, you tell him, okay? You know how to deal with him.

Okay, sweetie. Listen, watch out. The sea is treacherous.

Yes, Mom. But it's the Mediterranean, not the Atlantic.

-We'll go to Formentor, Sardinia, Corfu... -Good luck.

All right, have fun. And call me when you can, okay?

-I won't get much of a signal. -I see.

How long will you be gone?

Macarena Ferreiro, do you understand the crimes you are charged with?

Do you understand you're facing a seven-year sentence?

-Macarena, sweetie? -I don't know.

We haven't thought about it yet.

I don't think more than a month.

All right, sweetie. Have fun.

-Mom... -Yes?

I love you.

I love you, too, very much. Take lots of pictures.

Keep warm and eat well.

-Love you. -Right.

-Dad sends his love, too. -Bye.

Whenever you're ready.

PRISONERS' ADMISSION

Our daughter just called.

She's going on vacation with some friends. They've got a great plan lined up.

So she won't be coming to tomorrow's lunch?

Turn it off. And memorize the PIN number.

You may forget it after seven years.

Everything is size small. And there are six full changes of clothes.

Thanks, but I brought my own underwear.

I'm allergic to polyester.

That's an exercise band.

For stretching.

Lice shampoo?

Those aren't drugs. It's nothing weird, just royal jelly.

-It strengthens your defenses. -Forty pills?

-What'll you do when you run out? -I'm hoping to be out by then.

I'm here by mistake. I'll change my lawyer and I'll clear everything up.

This is a private prison. All personal effects are forbidden,

as well as using clothes not provided by the center. A contact number?

A relative, a friend... In case of an emergency.

-What kind of emergency? -An accident, a heart attack...

-A stabbing with a rusty spike... -Curly! Why don't you shut up?

I'll give you my parents' number,

but only call them if there's no other choice, please.

-I haven't told them I'm here. -Come on.

-So what have you told them? -That I'm on a sailing trip.

You're kidding, right?

Number?

91-253...

3223.

Come with me.

My name is Paloma Garrido. I'm in charge of the cell blocks.

Although, to all the inmates, I'm just "Chief Jailer."

Take off your clothes, please.

Leave them in the numbered baskets.

At Cruz del Sur, the day starts at 7:00 a.m.

So when you hear the siren tomorrow, you'll have 15 minutes to get dressed,

make your bed, and line up to be counted in your cell.

Then, there's breakfast and workshops. These will be explained to you shortly.

Any questions?

Can I make a phone call?

You must submit an application for each call,

to be approved by management.

Can I apply for one?

Anything else?

I couldn't bring my toiletry bag. Will we get some soap and a toothbrush?

You get a basic sanitary kit. For anything else, there's a commissary.

-There, you can buy what you please. -With what money? They took it away.

You'll get jail checks in exchange for your labor at the workshops.

Anything else?

Yes, are there bathrooms in the cells?

No, darling. There's a shared bathroom in each block.

They can be used at night in an orderly manner.

It's forbidden to stand around chatting in the corridors.

You're newbies.

As soon as you go through that door,

they'll humiliate you in order to subdue you.

They'll make you hide their drugs,

carry them around, collect them at fake private visits.

Don't do it.

Place your feet on the yellow line.

Turn around.

Place your hands on the wall.

Spread your legs.

You'll be asked for money and favors in exchange for protection.

Don't give in.

I advise you to stay strong.

In here, crimes mean an increase to your sentence,

and immediately cancels

any attempt to reduce it.

I'm on my period.

Fabio.

Come in.

Next time, it won't be 20 days of suspension without pay.

Next time, you're fired. Am I clear?

Yes. I understand, Governor.

Well, now I want you to apologize.

You two settle your differences and start behaving like colleagues.

All right?

Look, Valbuena...

I made a mistake.

-I made a mistake punching you. -Yes?

-Yes, I called you. -Next time, it won't be a punch.

Next time, I'll rip your head off and bury it in a dung heap.

Now that everything's sorted out, I want you to accept my apologies.

Damn, Valbuena.

Valbuena... Fuck.

-What happened? -He'll get over it.

We are surrounded by violence, Fabio.

We should be an example for these girls.

-That guy's an asshole. -Get out.

Free passage is forbidden in cell block 2.

I repeat, free passage is forbidden in cell block 2.

Attention.

Dangerous inmates will be entering the yard in five minutes.

I've got three for cell block 2, one for cell block 3.

Hey, you, blondie!

You're stiff as a stick.

Beautiful!

-Bring the blondie here, Chief! -Leave her here!

Juana Rodríguez. Cell 202.

Clara Gómez. Cell 233.

Macarena Ferreiro. Cell 234.

Chief.

There must have been a mistake.

The newbie goes to another cell. We're full.

Macarena Ferreiro was assigned to this cell.

Go on. Put your things on that shelf and make your bed.

-Stop it, newbie. -Do what I said, Ferreiro.

-Don't do it. -Do it.

-No! -Do it, Ferreiro!

No.

You think you can do whatever you want because we let you have a pet here?

I'm just telling the cell block chief that we're very cramped here.

If we have another inmate, she may have to sleep on the floor.

Right, girls?

-Answer, damn it! -Yes.

Fine.

I'll take her so you can't ruin her life.

You think you rule, but you're wrong. So be very, very careful.

Let's go.

Why don't you check your cell phone, Chief?

Then we'll see who rules, and who'd better be careful.

Sorry, I'd like to change the number I gave in case of an emergency.

I want to give you my brother's. My father's had a bypass.

You can request the change tomorrow.

-Back to work? -It seems so.

I'm glad.

Fabio, please, do me a favor. Take the new one to cell 225.

Ferreiro. Thanks.

-Let's go. -Blondie, are you hungry?

You're gonna eat a lot of pussy!

Look! She's like a Nancy doll.

Macarena Ferreiro. Cell 225.

No, no, no.

-No, I can't. I can't. -What's wrong?

I don't know.

I think I'm having an anxiety attack. I need to see a doctor, please.

Are you trembling?

-No. -Blurred vision?

Dizziness, cramps or chest pain?

-No. -Then there's nothing wrong.

Macarena Ferreiro, cell 225.

Hello. I'm new.

My name is Macarena.

Welcome, love, to the presidential suite of Cruz del Sur!

What a shame.

-You're pale as a ghost. -She's Snow White.

-Well, I... -Have you seen the seven dwarfs?

-I'm tired. -Well, you'll rest very well in here.

-That's my bed, right? -The one down there.

100% memory foam.

That was the bed for group masturbation. But, girls, now it's private.

-I'm going to lay down. -Bleach blonde, dark-haired pussy.

There's this one, too: "Your brows tell the color of your bearded clam."

Let me see the brow. It's dark!

-She's not in the mood. -Rest, babe.

-Rest, you must be exhausted. -Exhausted, yes.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

A report? What for?

Are you done?

Shut the fuck up, I'm being interviewed!

I'll tell you. I'm here for personal reasons.

Because I'm innocent.

I found my cousin in my cabin trying to do nasty things to my girl.

I started beating him up. I was blinded. I wasn't myself.

Several homicides.

We got a car from a friend. The car was stolen.

Suddenly, the alarm went off. There was chaos, and we got caught.

The first day here? You don't think you'll be here for such a long time.

When you arrive here, they get you in, they frisk you.

They undress you, they touch you...

It's like being raped.

I feel more sorry for them than for me.

Imagine what it's like to put your hand inside all those bitches.

Look. I felt like a queen on my first day here.

They gave me clothes and towels.

There was even a buffet.

Like staying in a resort, but full of motherfuckers!

No, Macarena. No, love.

Look, both the sheet and the blanket must be tucked under, like this.

If they're loose, you'll be penalized. So, what's next?

What's your story, darling?

-Me? I'm from Madrid. Downtown. -No. She means why are you here?

Actually, I shouldn't be here. I'm here by mistake.

How many years did you get by mistake?

-Seven. -That's a very big mistake, isn't it?

We're all here by mistake. Do you believe in God?

Well, I went to a convent school.

I started to believe here. It feels good to pray before sleeping.

Father, I pray for the newbie.

Again. She does this every day.

Father, she has to learn to repent. Nobody gets seven years for no reason.

That's true!

-Just ignore her. -Fuck, girls! I'm praying.

I'm sorry.

I'm praying for Yolanda, too.

She'll leave in three weeks. Let us not see her again, please.

-You bitch. You'll miss me. -Lastly, I pray to you for Anabel.

Father, I needed a light to find my way,

but this girl needs street lights at Christmas.

-Amen. -Amen.

-Mother Teresa. She burned her husband. -Why don't you shut up?

-You burned your husband? -Well, darling,

after 16 years of physical and verbal abuse,

I found him in bed with my best friend.

Know what a burning man smells like?

No.

Bacon.

-Bacon! -Tasty.

-That one was spoiled. -Do you like bacon, Macarena?

SILENCE

Do you know what Allah and Christ have in common?

No.

Both are everywhere and both see everything.

That's how they must feel up there, right?

Up there, where?

In the CCTV room.

Don't touch me. Don't touch me!

Do you have a spare toothbrush?

-No, no. I don't. -Really?

-Go away. -You were lucky.

The cell, I mean. Some others are much worse.

Get out, fucking junkie! Get out! I'm fed up with you!

-Why are you here? -I ran a business with my mother.

-Girls' bars. -Yeah, right.

And I had a shop. We sold blow.

-Why don't you go for a walk, Jacky? -Because I don't want to.

Nothing pisses men off more than seeing women succeed from nothing.

True. You and your mom really started at the bottom. Proper mongrels.

Macarena, she was the madam. She had 11 brothels.

She brought the girls from Romania in a minibus.

Workers and whores.

But freely. We didn't take away anybody's passport.

So now you're a refined businesswoman?

You had a hot pussy market. Just hanky-panky.

Yoli's the one with a spectacular story.

-Yolanda? -She's the smartest in this prison.

In three weeks, she'll be in a five-star hotel in Brazil.

Brazil!

Why are you here, darling? Robbery, trafficking, prostitution...

No, no. I'm here by mistake. Really.

In fact, I need a new lawyer, but they said not until Wednesday--

-I can get you one. -Really?

-Tomorrow. -Well, truth is--

First rule in prison: Don't ask for favors. Right, Anabel?

Well, I do. I do ask for favors. I'm desperate.

I need to get out of here.

You'll have your lawyer tomorrow morning.

-I'll get you one. -Thanks.

Good night, babe.

Good night.

The first night is the worst of all.

You can hear everything in here. Everything.

Steps, doors, toilets flushing, snores...

You can hear it all.

Then you get used to it.

Stay calm.

It's okay, baby. It's okay.

You can cry. We all cried the first night here.

Take it.

It'll protect you.

The Virgin of Macarena.

For Macarena.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

It's beautiful.

-The infinity symbol. -Not at all.

It's an eight. The lucky number in China.

If it works in China, why shouldn't it work here?

If you want, you can hold my hand while you sleep. I don't mind.

You'll feel calmer. You'll see.

It's all right.

It's all right.

We accomplished the main goals.

But that's not enough. As you know, our situation is still delicate.

So, an increase of capital is essential.

Now, our financier will inform us about the recapitalization process.

Macarena, please.

As the president said, we need financial muscle.

Cash. So we can cover the payments for suppliers and banks.

The predictions for the next two trimesters

show that the company won't be able to survive without extra investment.

We can see an example of this here.

As you can see...

Yoli.

Yoli.

Are you asleep?

Pretty much.

Let's smoke a cigarette in the bathroom. I had a bad day.

-I don't have tobacco. -I do.

The governor has it in for you, doesn't she?

She made you shake hands like good boys--

As if we were kids.

You should calm down with Valbuena, and smooth things over.

His bullshit goes in one ear and out the other, that's it.

You shouldn't take the bait. It's not worth it, Fabio.

-Promise me. -I won't take the bait again.

Maybe you should take some time off to meditate a bit.

Meditate about what?

What's your problem with rules?

I'm the only colleague you get along with, and we've never gone for a drink.

Do you think that's normal? Say something, damn it.

Why is the laundry room door open?

Hello?

Is anybody there?

Hey. How did you get in here?

You'll be put in solitary confinement.

Shit!

Fuck!

But...

What happened to her?

Her eyes are white.

Don't look. Let's get out of here.

Paloma, close the cells. We have a problem.

Miranda, I'm sorry for waking you up.

I wasn't asleep.

All right. Well, I...

I think you should come. Something serious has happened.

It's quite obvious she didn't die of natural causes.

Definitely not.

Oh, God. Oh, my God.

What have they done to her?

I don't know.

We don't know who she is yet.

Why is she pink?

All right.

It's okay. Calm down. Everybody out!

The police are on their way.

I'd like to...

have children. I like them.

I'd like to have a house with a beautiful yard.

I'd like to travel somewhere. I don't know many places.

I've only been to Ceuta.

Maybe...

I don't know, I'd say falling in love, but...

Yes. I guess. I don't know. But I want children.

Okay, count is correct. You can have a shower.

-Correct? Are you blind? -225.

Yolanda is missing!

-Come on, to the showers. -Where's Yolanda?

I saw her going out last night with that dark-haired girl.

-Which one? -Zulema?

Yes.

-Come on, to the showers. -I'm not feeling good.

I'll stay here.

Darling, this is prison, no one feels good here.

Be very careful what you say around here.

Or you'll end up a maid.

What's a maid?

A poor girl who didn't repay a favor in time

or who betrayed a powerful person.

If you ask for a favor,

make sure you're able to pay it back as soon as possible.

All right?

Come on! Come on!

I left her.

I left my wife. Finally.

It's over.

I love you.

Put some cream on me. Come on.

More effort.

Zulema. What about mine?

Give it to me.

You.

Off you go.

No, please, Zulema. Please, don't.

"Please, please..." Off you go.

Come on.

Come on, Casper. It's not that bad.

-Hello, blondie. -Hello.

-Can you give me some soap, please? -Of course.

Thanks. I'm Estefanía.

-Well, they call me Curly. -I'm Macarena.

-Macarena? Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you.

-How many did you get? -I'm waiting for the trial.

-Seven years. -Well, seven years here...

It'll be a long time without a partner. I broke up with mine a few days ago.

-I'm sorry. -No, no. It's okay.

It sucked. I needed a change.

Do you want to go out with me?

-What? -Do you want to go out with me?

-Thanks. No, I mean... -Yes?

Thank you. Your offer flatters me, but I can't because...

I don't like women. I'm heterosexual.

We're all heterosexual here. It's okay.

There's no need to answer now. You can let me know another day.

Just think it over, okay?

-Okay. -Okay, cool.

-Teresita. -They just asked me...

-What did they ask you? -They just asked me--

-Are you being nice? -About my sex life.

Just relax, don't be dirty. I'll see you later.

Affection arises between women. You miss a hug, a kiss... Everything.

There are lots of fake dykes. I've always been a dyke.

They want affection. That's all.

-Are you a lesbian? -You know, there are girls

or prison officers.

And if you compare them, you end up choosing the girls.

You know people don't want you.

That makes you feel free. It's like I'm dead from the waist down.

I don't feel a thing, I don't feel any desire. See?

-Not even Mr. Finger. -I even have a callus.

-Your hair. -Again, leave it.

-My hair's getting in my face. -I'll look terrible!

But it's mine. Tere. Tere.

Holy shit, fucking junkie. I hope she dies soon.

Snip, snip.

-How's your wife? -Okay. It's a gradual process.

Getting used to her new life.

Everybody misses you at the police station.

I've got a Chinese assistant

who wouldn't find a clue inside a fluorescent circle.

Why don't you fuck off, Castillo?

-See? -What can you tell me about the girl?

They cooked her.

They cooked her?

With steam.

Ninety degrees Celsius.

Thanks.

What the fuck are you doing here?

-I do as I please! -Leave right now!

-What's wrong with you? -Don't touch her!

-Calm down! Calm down! -That's enough!

-You, come here! -Come here, girl!

-Come here, next to me! -No, thank you.

-Come sit next to me, my lovely! -Thanks.

I'm not hungry.

I'm not on strike, I just can't eat it. I can't.

You can go to the toilet and use your fingers to throw up,

but it's compulsory to eat it all.

I can't even lift the spoon.

All of it.

Well done.

Excuse me.

I made a friend yesterday. Well, a friend...

Her name is Yolanda. She wasn't there this morning.

Did something happen to her? Has she been punished?

She passed away.

What do you mean "passed away"?

What...

-An accident or... -They're investigating it.

By the way, did you see her leaving her cell last night?

Gosh! I'm sorry. Good morning.

-Sorry. -Finish your breakfast.

Do you mind?

Ten hours ago, my friend was up there talking nonsense.

Would you mind taking her stuff a bit later, please?

I need some time to mourn.

We need the free beds.

The newbies won't come until tomorrow.

Please.

A little humanity.

Yolanda's life fits in a 60 square-centimeter box?

Everyone's does.

We should leave this picture here.

They're so withered.

Stop it.

What's wrong, girl?

They told me Yolanda passed away.

-How did she die, Sole? -If it's not from an illness,

there are just two ways to die in prison.

Suicide or murder.

Many people here wanted to kill Yolanda.

Why?

Yolanda pulled off a spectacular robbery.

I'm sorry, I don't know all the details.

Everything's specified in the report.

Yolanda and her boyfriend bought two totaled cars

from a scrap dealer.

They burnt them where an armored truck containing €9 million would be passing.

It was a perfect plan.

Anyone can go into a bank with a gun and a stocking on their head.

But what she did...

The guards found a fatal accident and two victims.

A man covered in blood carrying what seemed to be a dying woman.

-Help! Help me, please! -Come on!

-Don't move! Motherfucker! -It was Yolanda.

They made them open the door,

aimed at them and took the €9 million.

They had the money,

but also two police cars following them closely.

They caught her, right?

She kept them entertained for a long time first.

The escape lasted 39 minutes down local roads,

and it ended up with a shooting.

Her boyfriend died.

When we caught her, there was no trace of the money.

They had buried it somewhere between Madrid and Segovia.

They didn't find the money?

She took its location to the grave, even though they searched for ages.

She was smarter than the cops and the dogs,

smarter than the detectives, smarter than anyone.

Yolanda switched the SIM card

when she realized they were about to be caught.

I guess she swallowed the other one.

-She ate it. -How can you be so sure about that?

Because the card in her phone was not the one she had used

to download data and guide them while escaping.

We didn't know until we compared the data with the phone operator.

The card she kept must show where the money's hidden.

Maybe coordinates or pictures or whatever.

Everybody thinks she kept it here.

Those bitches got into the cell,

and they searched and searched, turning everything upside down.

Do you mean a prisoner killed her to get the information?

That's what I'd like you to understand, Governor Aguirre.

They're working on an escape plan.

Are you Ferreiro?

Yes.

You have a visitor.

Four, two.

Four, three.

Ricardo Guzmán. Nice to meet you.

-Macarena? -Yes.

I'm Anabel's lawyer.

So...

I skimmed through your case,

and I see you're charged with four crimes.

You were imposed pre-trial detention.

-Is that right? -Yes, but I'm innocent.

You have to get me out, please.

I need you to tell me how you got into this situation.

I don't know what we're going to do with Lupe.

With your wife? What do you mean?

In the divorce, she'll do anything to clean me out.

Mistreatment, abandonment of the family home...

But I don't care. I'll start from scratch...

again.

As long as I'm with you.

No.

It's not fair.

What do you mean?

You've spent your whole life working.

You can't lose it all. It's not fair.

What do you want me to do?

Change asset ownership?

I don't know.

No.

Well, some people do it.

Macarena.

You'll get me out of here, right?

Maybe a bail reduction...

-A pardon. -A pardon?

You're charged with fraud,

concealment of assets, money laundering and theft.

€2 million.

I'm surprised your bail is not twice as much.

But I'm telling you I'm innocent. Listen, I'm innocent!

That's irrelevant now, Macarena.

Do you have €1 million or not?

No.

No.

I don't have €1 million.

I have nothing.

My house,

my account... Even my canary's cage was seized.

If you don't have the money...

I'm afraid you'll have to stay in prison.

I'm not feeling very well.

I'll see you another day.

Yes. All right.

No problem at all.

Darling, you know I love barbecues.

Okay. Saturday at lunchtime. Perfect.

Listen, if you see Carmen, tell her I'll prepare the kids' gymkhana.

All right.

I love you, too. Okay.

I must hang up. I'm busy. Bye.

Bye. Love you.

I'm sorry. I'm Carlos Sandoval.

-I'm your doctor. -Macarena Ferreiro. Nice to meet you.

Well, what happened?

I felt dizzy and I couldn't breathe.

Did you feel pressure on your chest?

Yes, I still do.

-Those could be anxiety symptoms. -Sure.

Please, take your shirt off and sit on the table.

I'll be there right away. Go on.

Let me see...

Macarena Ferreiro.

Cell 225.

Pre-trial detention for fraud, concealment of assets, and theft.

It seems the public prosecutor thinks you should be here.

Yes.

I'll have a listen to check your lungs.

Inhale through your mouth.

Okay.

Your lungs are all right.

I'll get you a tranquilizer anyway, because your pulse rate is quite high.

Are you allergic to any medication?

-No. -And to injections?

Well...

All right. Close your fist.

There we go.

That's it. Done. All right. Good.

Lie down.

That's it.

You can count on me for anything.

If you're going to change your lawyer,

a medical report to avoid a new trial...

Maybe ask for release privileges or a reduction.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

Or drugs to feel better.

Anxiolytics, sleeping pills...

a healthy diet,

a cell with a sea view.

I can be your Santa Claus.

And you, one of my reindeer.

Yolanda Montero.

With reductions, only three weeks left because of release privileges.

I'll be straightforward: who the fuck was on duty last night?

Fabio and I were in the control room until 12:00 a.m.

Then we did the usual rounds until we found the corpse.

That's it.

That girl was killed while you were watching the monitors and "that's it"?

No, no. I was watching the monitors.

I was expressing milk,

but I didn't see anything unusual.

Governor, the issue is

how that girl could take a stroll at 1:00 a.m.

Don't stray from the subject, please.

I'm not straying from the subject.

Why are the cells open at night?

Is this a student dorm? A pajama party?

European guidelines

advise a controlled free movement policy.

We have the lowest suicide rate.

We can't lock them up for 20 hours.

-Do you think you're Gandhi for prisons? -No!

But I think things can be done differently.

If you think making a documentary and listening to the violin

will make them happier, you've no fucking idea what's going on.

Dignity! That's what I'm trying to give them!

The right to privacy without having to defecate in groups in a tiny cell!

You'd be better off trying to protect them from themselves.

They're not Erasmus students, they're murderers. You've seen it.

Don't ever tell me what to do.

Colleagues, please...

We won't get anywhere by slinging shit all day.

And it certainly won't help us find a solution.

Can we focus on this?

-What happened to the security cameras? -They put magnets on the hard drives.

The police are investigating it.

They were deleted deliberately.

Only officers can access the control room.

I hope not, otherwise one of us would be an accessory to this crime.

Fabio.

What do we know from the autopsy?

They seem to have a vague idea.

The girl was cooked at 90 degrees Celsius with a clothing steamer.

Why would anyone do that?

To torture her.

The question is,

did she tell them about the €9 million?

Stop it! Stop it!

I'll smash your face! Take her away before I get into trouble!

Whore!

Are you okay?

You look pale.

I need to rest.

Do you want a joint?

Anabel can get you anything you need.

If you want a job when you get out,

with that face I can get you 10,000 a month.

-And with this one? -A turd.

Whore.

-What's wrong with that lady? -Well...

Somebody stole somebody's girlfriend...

No way.

-Curly. -No way!

-In the showers. -You pulled it off on the first try!

No way! I didn't steal anybody's girlfriend!

I don't care about them! They can get back together!

I want them to leave me alone!

She can't be my girlfriend because I'm heterosexual, okay?

In prison, you'd rather be somebody's girlfriend than everybody's.

How did things go with the lawyer?

Bad.

He won't be able to help me.

I'm sorry, baby.

But I did you that favor.

Yes, and I appreciate it.

Do you know what you could do for me?

At 9:10 p.m. you must go to the yard.

Someone will give you something. You just bring it to me.

But it's closed at 9:00 p.m. I can't be there.

There won't be a problem.

-And what is it? -Something.

What is it? Who'll give it to me?

Don't ask so many questions.

Take this.

Use this card to open the yard door and come back to the cell...

with my package.

No.

I won't do that.

No.

Yes.

Yes, you will.

Do you know why?

Because I can tell Zulema

you said she came for Yolanda last night.

Before she was found dead.

Do you know what Zulema does to snitches?

She kills them.

You'll do great.

Get ready! In the dining room in five minutes!

The prisoners already know about Yolanda.

That's the only thing they're talking about.

Check number ten.

I think they passed a spike or something like that.

-Look. -Shit!

I'm going to stop this right now.

Thanks.

Don't even think of trying the peas!

They're big as hell and fluorescent.

I think they import them from Fukushima.

Attention! Inspection!

Everybody stand up!

Do not move. Put your hands on your head.

Everyone in single file.

If you have a spike, you'll go to solitary confinement.

-You're fucking brave, Paloma! -Even though she's small.

Chief, I have nothing, you know it full well.

-I've been behaving very well lately. -Shut up and turn around.

What are you doing? Do you have a spike?

No, worse.

I have a card for opening the doors.

Look at the two-faced bitch.

On the count of three, you'll get rid of it.

-What? -One...

Two...

What are you doing? What are you touching?

Hey! What are you touching?

-Fucking bitch! -Attention. Fight in the dining room.

You hurt me!

Abuse! Abuse!

This is abuse!

Fuck! Let go of me! Abuse!

Silence! Everyone, get in line!

-Chief! -What?

What the fuck's this doing here?

A key card.

Let me see...

-Shall I cut the zucchini? -Cut it in slices.

-Like this? -Yes, that's perfect.

Your daughter is lovely.

-How old are you? -Seven.

Dad. Take this.

Mom.

Although Macarena isn't here, Lidia and I wanted to tell you that...

we're getting married.

That's great, son! Let's toast, then!

Here's to the happy couple!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

My dear...

-Did you tell your sister? -When could I?

We were meeting for lunch, but she didn't think it was important.

Yes, yes.

He'd be more excited if it was Macarena's wedding.

-Listen... -It's okay.

-This way we can practice weddings. -Well, this is my second practice.

Why don't you answer?

Hello.

-Mom. -Macarena, my dear. How are you?

Do you have a minute?

Go on.

Do you remember when they put a dead bird...

in my schoolbag?

And...

when they used to stick

the pages of my books together with chewed gum?

Of course I remember, love.

Do you remember you always got angry because I didn't tell you about it?

Yes, of course. But, what's wrong?

Mom, I...

did that because...

I couldn't see you suffer.

What are you talking about?

Little by little,

I got used to telling you

half of my life.

The small, beautiful part of it.

But there's nothing beautiful left to be told, Mom.

I'm sorry, Mom.

I'm so sorry.

Mom...

I'm in prison.

Mom, say something, please.

I fell in love with a married man...

and he tricked me.

We'll get you a good lawyer!

He'll be your lawyer.

You must keep calm and trust me.

In the preliminary hearing,

I'll take responsibility for embezzling the money.

You were tricked. We'll appeal.

Go on.

No, Mom. No.

I got seven years. Four crimes.

You'll be able to explain it all, my darling.

The transfer has already been made.

This 200,000 brings the total to 1.8 million.

But, Simón...

We're bankrupting the component branch.

I know, Maca.

But we must do all we can to save this company.

You were tricked, you'll explain it to them.

No, Mom.

I won't be able to explain it.

I'll never be able to do it.

-Hello? -Hi, Maca.

-Where are you? -In the parking lot.

-Bring me the money from the safe. -Now?

I made illicit transactions by proxy.

It'll be easier to take it to Panama.

What do you mean?

I embezzled from the company, finished it.

Put it in a bag and bring it.

I took the money out myself over several days.

Maca. I love you.

Almost €2 million disappeared.

They proved I stole it.

How could you steal €2 million?

Just by looking in your eyes, anyone can tell how sweet you are.

No, Mom. I'm not.

If you ask for a favor,

make sure you're able to pay it back as soon as possible.

How could the prisoners get this?

-I don't have a clue. -You don't have a clue?

If prisoners can get cards and delete tapes,

how can I guarantee safety?

That's your job.

And this means you're not doing it right.

Paloma.

Paloma, what's wrong?

Do you need two more weeks off?

No. No, I'm fine.

It's hard, but I'm fine.

I need you to organize an inspection of all the cells.

Tonight.

Right away.

Attention. All cell block 2 inmates must line up in front of their cells.

An inspection will take place.

Where's Macarena?

Attention. All cell block 2 inmates

must line up in front of their cells.

An inspection will take place.

Stand still in front of the doors.

Attention. Inspection!

-Where are you going? -Let me through.

There's nothing here! What's this?

-Ferreiro, come out! -What if I search your underpants?

Ferreiro!

Where's Ferreiro?

Ferreiro, the newbie, is missing.

Don't fuck with me, Fabio.

I'm going to the laundry room.

Go find her immediately.

Two, two!

Palacios, go to the yard!

Help!

Help! Help!

-It's over. It's over. -Someone locked me up.

-Calm down. -They locked me up.

I couldn't get out.

Can you walk?

Let's go, then.

Where's the man who tricked you?

Who is he?

Were you in a relationship with the accused?

That's absolutely false.

-Where was she? -They had locked her up.

-Where? -In the yard. In the ball crate.

Search her.

She fell in love. Then she got obsessed.

You mean the theft and the embezzlement

-were motivated by your refusal? -Yes, Your Honor. Out of sheer spite.

That's what I think.

Solitary confinement.

No! No...

Please!

No!

I can't stay here for two weeks.

€9 million.

Do you have €1 million or not?

If you don't have the money...

I'm afraid you'll have to stay in prison.

IN MEMORY OF PABLO OLIVARES

ON THE NEXT EPISODE

She isn't breathing!

One of you is an accessory to murder.

By tomorrow, I'll know if what you're saying is true.

Dad, listen to me! You're in danger!

I will destroy him.

I spoke to the governor.

I told her you came for Yolanda the night she died.

Subtitle translation by Pilar Hernández