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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

PREVIOUSLY...

Don't let them get away!

We need backup.

They're flying towards the Ukrainian border.

Don't make this worse, please.

-Please. -We can give you money...

I don't want your money! I want you to pay for this!

No!

What is it, Sofia?

Is it true my mom killed my dad?

Did she kill him?

DO NOT CROSS POLICE LINE

My baby was killed.

Justice must be served regardless of who goes down.

Those two will learn what justice means.

Hi, Maria.

I need to ask you for another favor.

Can I borrow your plane to get to Spain?

-Where are you? -Ukraine.

Get me your coordinates and I'll send my plane for you.

Who is that man, Tesa?

I want to know everything there is about Francesco.

UKRAINE

If he hadn't been paying attention, that motorist would've killed Sofia.

He reacted like a father would.

He has two children of his own and is divorced.

Do you like him as a man?

When we met, I was dating Pedro.

All I care about is getting Sofia back. I don't have time for anything else.

What else worries you about Francesco?

He's too... perfect.

He always appears when you need help.

I asked for his help.

I know you, Tesa.

I know you don't trust people easily.

Do you doubt him in any way?

Is there anything about him that makes you suspicious?

I know I'm always skeptical, but there's nothing there.

-Has he asked for anything in return? -No.

-Have you investigated him? -Of course not! When we met,

I was leading a normal life with my child and my boyfriend.

Has he told you that he likes you?

Yes, he has, but he's always been very respectful.

Tesa, when something sounds too good to be true, it is.

What's his full name?

Francesco Belmondo.

Let's see what the internet has to say about Francesco Belmondo.

I need you to help me investigate someone named Francesco Belmondo.

Find out if that's a real identity. If you find anything suspicious,

let me know.

Yes.

Thanks very much.

I've asked a hacker to do some digging into the Italian.

In about two hours we'll know

if Francesco Belmondo is telling you the truth.

We should try to eat.

We should get some rest, it'll be morning soon.

Oleg...

thank you.

Thank you for... protecting me, for looking after me,

for worrying about me.

I know what it's like to lose everything.

You left your family, your house, and your post for me.

That's what friends are for, Tesa.

I was bound to leave Moscow sooner or later,

my situation there was... unbearable.

You were just the catalyst to it all.

I'm doing for your daughter what you'd do for my son.

WASHINGTON D.C., USA

Uh-huh.

OK.

OK, got it. Thanks, bro.

OK.

Kira.

MEXICO CITY, MEXICO

Cool painting, Sofia.

You really are a badass artist.

One of my kids was an artist, too.

He loved to doodle on the walls.

He wasn't talented like you.

You have kids?

Yeah, I had two.

You had? What happened to them?

They became angels and now they watch over me from Heaven.

And they're flying around up there always messing around.

How did they die?

They didn't die.

They were killed.

A fucking blonde demon shot them.

That fucking bastard!

They were just kids, damn it!

Kids like me?

Yeah.

Batman, who's going to be my fucking blonde demon?

What?

Which one of you is going to kill me?

Isn't that why you kidnapped me?

So they could kill me just like they killed your children?

Do you want my mom to mourn for me like you mourn for your kids?

Well, that's not the idea, but that's how it goes.

Sometimes you're the hammer and sometimes you're the nail.

And do you think killing me will make you cry less?

That it'll bring your kids back?

Listen, kid, you don't get these things, because this is grown-up stuff.

What were your kids' names?

Why do you want to know?

Please.

Antonio and Miguel.

I like their names.

Antonino, Michelino.

And what was the name of that fucking blonde demon who killed them?

He had a name, but when he grew up we all called him Ratas.

That's what he was, you know? A fucking sewer rat!

He pulled the trigger and he's now rotting in Hell,

but I've always wondered... if he was following orders.

Here you go, hon.

Look after it.

I'll come back for it

when I'm ready to take revenge on the real murderer.

Someone ordered their deaths?

Who?

I don't know.

But I'll figure it out sooner or later.

I swear I will.

If you kill me, my mom will get her revenge.

God will decide that.

All of us parents have the right to avenge their children's deaths.

It's in God's hands now.

Once we're back in Malaga, I need to connect with my old contacts.

Do you think they'll leave everything behind and come with us to Mexico?

I don't know.

It's been years and I don't know what they've been up to,

but it can't hurt to try.

One thing is for sure. We can't hire anyone in Mexico.

If we do, Zurdo Villa will find out our plan,

and then forget it.

We need good people.

I suppose Teo's betrayal was more than enough for you.

That won't happen to me again.

No, Conejo would never betray me... ever.

She was like a mother to me. In fact, she'd give her life for me.

I know.

We need to contact everyone.

Sheila, Soraya, Dr. Ramos, Alberto.

If I'm going to fight against Zurdo,

I need to feel comfortable with the people I'm with.

I need good people with me, and I feel safe with them.

Try to rest some more.

We have a long day ahead of us.

Come on.

I'm paying for every bad thing I've ever done.

You don't know how I feel not knowing about my daughter.

MALAGA, SPAIN

Have you ever been in love, Rocio?

No.

Well, I have.

I was in love with Robert Pattinson, the lead in Twilight.

During the last scene of the movie

Bella asks Edward to turn her into a vampire...

so she can spend the rest of her life with him.

That's true love.

No, that's a load of crap. I'm talking about real love.

You mean like you?

You're in love with an abuser who rapes you.

Paloma, that's insane.

Juan was different before.

You wouldn't believe how sweet he used to be.

He wanted to be a famous bullfighter so I'd never want for anything.

He called me his princess and said we'd be very happy.

But Juan is dead now.

And the gypsies are probably looking for us.

An eye for eye, that's what they say.

And what does that mean?

That Juan's mother won't stop until we die.

What are we going to do, Rocio?

I've thought about it...

and there's only one person who can help us.

Let me see. It must be Francesco.

It's not him. Hello?

Hello, Teresa.

It's Rocio.

Rocio, I didn't think you'd call me so soon.

What happened? Are you OK?

No, I'm totally fucked.

What happened?

I need your help.

My sister and I need you.

Did you have another run-in with your grandmother?

No.

Teresa...

I killed a man.

What do you mean you killed a man?

Yes.

Juan. Remember him? My sister's boyfriend.

No, I never met him,

but wasn't he the one who took off with her on his motorcycle?

He's been abusing her ever since.

You can't imagine what it was like.

I caught him raping her.

Paloma was screaming and there was nothing I could do,

so I grabbed a stick

and hit him on the head with all my might.

I need you to help me, please.

First of all, calm down. Where are you?

At a hostel. We can't go back home.

The police will be looking for us there,

the gypsies, too, and I don't know which is worse.

I don't know what to do. Teresa, please help me.

Rocio, listen to me.

Can you stay at that hostel for a few hours?

I don't know. I guess we can.

I'll figure it out.

Good. Listen, Rocio,

I'm going to help you.

I'll be in Malaga in a few hours or as soon as I can,

but you have to stay hidden, do you understand?

OK, OK.

Thank you. I knew I could count on you.

Thank you.

Rocio didn't come home last night. I've looked everywhere but can't find her.

That girl is just like her mother.

Those two turned out to be bad apples, Charo.

After your argument last night, she got a call from Paloma.

She ran from the house like a bat out of hell.

I'm not surprised. My granddaughters are possessed by the Devil.

Right, but it must've been important because she left without saying a word.

Mrs. Cayetana!

Why are you yelling, Pepe?

Sorry, sorry.

There's a mob of gypsies trying to break in and they want to speak to you.

They're about to knock down the gate.

-Should I call the police? -Let's go.

Ma'am!

What're you going to do?

Justice!

Justice for Juanito!

Justice! Open up!

Get out of here, you thieves!

I said leave my house!

You'll need a lot more than that to stop me.

Don't you remember me, ma'am?

I do not.

You are no one, and I don't speak to riffraff.

Out, I said!

I think this Aljarafe hag needs to have her memory refreshed.

We're the dogs who'll feast on your bones.

Turn around, darling.

I have some lucky rosemary for you.

Fuck off, you fucking gypsy!

You evil hag!

May your flesh rot and may dogs feast on your bones!

Oh, I remember now.

You're the gypsy who pickpockets tourists.

What are you doing here? What do you want, huh?

I'm the mother of Juanito.

Your granddaughter Paloma's boyfriend.

You're the bullfighter's mother? Give me a fucking break.

If you're looking for money, get lost. What do you think?

That you hit the jackpot because he slept with an Aljarafe?

Huh, you fucking gypsies?

I'll blow your face off. Why are you here? Leave!

Charo, call the police.

Yes!

Call the cops and have them take away my boy's killers!

What the fuck are you talking about?

Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I mean.

Your granddaughters killed my boy,

and we won't leave till we shed their blood!

Leave!

All gypsies are liars! You're just after my money!

Your granddaughters have to pay for my boy's death with their lives.

Those bad apples have been sentenced to death!

The only blood that will be shed here is yours

if you don't leave right this second!

My girl is not a murderer! Liars!

Come here, sweetheart. Come here.

Tell these evil hags what they did to Juanito.

One of them hit him on the head and split his skull open.

Blood was squirting everywhere.

Poor Juanito tried to defend himself, but they threw him off the roof.

Justice for my son! I demand justice!

Have that murderer come out and face me!

Paloma isn't here.

I haven't seen her since she ran away with your son.

No, we're not hoping to settle a score with Paloma.

It's the other one! Rocio!

She killed my baby, now bring that killer out here right now!

Damn it!

Goth clothes are awful.

That's what I wear. Your clothes were burned.

Look.

Ten...

Shit!

I could've sworn we had more money.

That lardass is going to kick us out.

Our cards are blocked, so this is all we have.

Shit, she's here. Let's go.

Did I not make myself clear? If you want to stay--

We understand, ma'am. Here's the money.

We need to stay till tomorrow.

Wow, till tomorrow?

You hardly have enough to pay for the next two hours.

You'll need to pay an extra 100 to stay till tomorrow.

What? This is no five-star hotel. This place has been through the wringer.

I'm the only star in my hostel.

If you don't like it, you can fuck off.

An extra 100 or you're on the fucking street.

Keep my amulet as collateral.

You can return it once we have the money.

An amulet? Are you fucking kidding me?

You couldn't sell that thing for five bucks anywhere.

Plus, I don't like scorpions. They're bad luck.

No.

I have a medallion of Our Lady of the Doves. It's real gold.

-You'll easily get over 100 euros for it. -But you love that medallion.

-Dad gave that to you. -Yes, but...

What do you say?

Well... this is better.

You can stay, but I want you out tomorrow morning.

What? That's worth so much more!

I said I want you out by tomorrow morning.

Very well. See you tomorrow.

Don't worry. Teresa's coming for us.

Where are we going to go?

And don't tell me that your other granddaughter doesn't live here too.

I won't say it again! I want her out here now!

Victor, hand me the revolver.

Charo, get the cell phone so we can call the police.

Yes, ma'am.

Relax, there's no need to get the cops involved.

We'll gladly take your granddaughter to the station,

but not before she's tried under our laws.

What laws are you talking about, gypsy?

Jesus Christ was nailed to the cross with three steel nails,

but there was a fourth nail, made of gold,

that was meant to pierce his heart.

The night before his crucifixion

a gypsy boy stole that nail to spare him the suffering.

As his thanks, Christ gave gypsies our own law.

Gypsy law.

No gypsy law or any dead boy.

Get out of here!

An eye for eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Right!

We can play eye for an eye until we're all blind,

but I swear to you, not even God will set foot in my house.

Get out! Get out, I said!

Get out of here!

Ma'am, the police are on their way.

Let's go, Triana. Listen to me.

They're shameless liars. Rocio isn't a murderer.

I don't know what to believe anymore.

I pray she doesn't show up right now.

We're leaving, but I swear I will get my revenge.

I've sold my soul to the Devil and I'll show no mercy.

This war has just begun!

Pepe, guys, lock the gates because these lowlifes are leaving.

Get out!

Let's go!

It's Grandma.

Answer it.

Give me that.

Grandma.

Rocio, tell me it's not true.

Tell me you didn't kill that bastard Juan.

Juan was raping Paloma.

I had no choice.

A mob of gypsies who want you and your sister dead

just left the house.

I curse the day Paloma set eyes on that bastard Juanito!

Grandma, help us.

Rocio, your sister left with that man without my permission.

She went against my will.

You got yourself into this mess and I won't go down with you.

I'm very sorry, dear, but you're on your own.

I won't help you!

Grandma.

She knows everything.

What are we going to do?

The Mexican hasn't been in touch, Captain. I wish she had been.

I love Teresa dearly,

but I haven't heard a single word from that ingrate.

Marcela, you're not in any trouble with the law,

but given your priors, if you're hiding something,

you'll spend a long time in prison.

Like I'm not in prison already.

I can't go out and I have to put up with the two meatheads

you have watching my door.

Really, Marcela? Should I take them with me

so the Galicians can make mince meat out of you?

Yes?

Who?

All right.

Send pictures of the Aljarafes to every TV station

and ask the public to help us locate them.

Yes, keep me posted.

Aljarafe?

Relatives of Teo Aljarafe?

His daughters.

They're wanted for killing the boyfriend of one of them.

He was probably abusive.

Women who kill their husbands... I'm familiar with that story.

The officers are staying.

Women who kill their husbands?

I'll tell you about it later, sweetheart.

WASHINGTON D.C., USA

I've been at it all day.

I've searched the DEA database for the name Kira

in every active and inactive mission, and there's nothing.

Kira.

-It could be a person's name. -No.

I searched the employee database and there's no one with that name.

Then it's code.

Exactly, and it's connected to Manuela.

Do we have any way to look into it unofficially or not?

Well, I already have the key that opens that lock.

Hey, do you have anything for me?

Agent Peres, the young man is here.

Cool.

Great.

Thanks, bro. I'm on my way.

-I'll fill you in later. -All right.

-Look! -What?

Can't you see it?

-No, what am I looking for? -I drew Miguel and Antonio.

Where are Miguel and Antonio?

Take a closer look.

You're messing with me, aren't you?

You little...

Thank you.

What can I get you?

I can make you anything you want for dinner.

I just want to talk to my mom.

Now don't get carried away.

Please! I swear I won't tell anyone.

I just want to hear her voice one last time

before they kill me like they killed your sons.

Charo, a linden tea won't fix this.

Drink it. It'll help.

Look, we say things we might regret when we're upset--

Charo, don't bother. I know what you're trying to do.

I won't forgive my granddaughters.

Goodness, this is so embarrassing!

I had my doubts and I almost believed her,

but she's a murderer

just like that Mexican she defends so much.

You think my heart doesn't break for my granddaughters?

My God.

Good thing my blood wasn't mixed with their gypsy blood.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Mrs. Cayetana. -Yes?

-Captain Flores. -Send him in.

Go ahead.

-Mrs. Aljarafe. -Captain Flores.

I imagine you know why I'm here.

Captain Flores, you always show up late and when you're not needed.

My granddaughters aren't here.

Right. Do you know where they might be hiding?

No, I don't and I don't care.

Mrs. Cayetana, your granddaughters are in trouble.

An arrest warrant has been issued

in connection with the murder of Juan Jose Montoya.

Anyone who helps--

Captain Flores, if you were a good policeman,

you would be after Teresa Mendoza

instead of going after innocent young girls.

Good day, Captain Flores. Charo, see him out.

Cayetana, this isn't the best way to help your granddaughters.

Please reconsider.

Let's go.

So the two girls who are in trouble, are your daughter's sisters?

Half sisters. I was just talking to Rocio.

Apparently Paloma's asshole boyfriend was raping her.

In any case, the police and the gypsies are both after them.

You have that in common.

You're wanted by the police and the Galicians.

It's good that you want to help them, but--

It's Sofia!

How do you know it's your daughter?

She's the only one who knows this number.

It's me.

Hi, Mom.

Sofia, sweetie.

How are you, sweetie? Are they treating you well?

I'm fine, but... I want to be with you.

Yeah, me, too.

It'll happen soon. You'll see.

Sofia, you told me you were being watched

by a man and a woman.

What have they told you about me?

I can't say, Mom. They won't let me.

Whatever they tell you about me,

don't believe a word of it.

They're the bastards I told you about.

The ones from your nightmares?

Yes.

Tell me, how'd you manage to call me?

I wanted to see you,

so I asked a man to let me borrow his phone.

Was it wrong of me to give him your number?

No, honey.

You haven't done anything wrong.

On the contrary. He's doing us a favor.

Yes.

Tell me, are you eating well?

The food here is awful because Mor--

Because the witch isn't half the cook you are,

but I finish my food so I won't starve to death.

Look at what I drew, Mom. Look, look.

What did you draw? I need a pen, please.

Oh, that's pretty. It's so nice.

It's beautiful.

These branches are very pretty.

I drew it just like you taught me. Look.

It's coming along nicely, honey.

You know...

I always knew you had knack for art.

You're going to be a great painter.

These branches are beautiful. These...

Look at every detail. Take a good look at it, Mom.

Do you like it?

It's beautiful!

It's turning out so nice, honey.

It's very similar to the one in my bedroom in Italy, right?

No, honey, this one is prettier.

Did you get a good look at it?

I saw everything, honey.

Congratulations! It looks beautiful!

Now tell me, who are you with? Who's holding the phone?

I'd like to thank him for the call.

I can't say, Mom.

How many people are with you, honey?

Are you with someone?

No, honey. I'm alone.

You can tell me. Maybe I know them.

Let me see who it is.

I just turned to see the cute rabbits that are kept here.

They're so cute, Mom!

Where are you?

I can't tell you for security reasons, honey.

When are you coming to Mexico?

I can't say because I don't know who else could be listening,

but please thank him for allowing you to make the call.

You want to know who loaned your daughter his phone?

Well, here I am.

Batman Guemes at your service.

What's up, girl? You're a sight for sore eyes.

We haven't seen each other in a while, huh?

How about that?

Your daughter is quite the artist

and even though I'm not allowed to make phone calls,

she caught me on a good day... and I rewarded her.

What do you want?

For me to thank you after you kidnapped my daughter?

I didn't kidnap your daughter.

You know very well I was only following my boss' orders.

By the way, don't tell anyone about this

or my boss will kill me. Understood?

-Epifanio doesn't-- -Hey! Come on!

We don't name names no matter where we are.

If anything happens to my daughter, I'll cut off your balls, Batman.

Don't threaten me.

Your daughter is fine.

We're taking good care of her.

-And that's the end of that, Maria. -No, wait!

That asshole hung up on me.

Well, we're even now.

-You're a liar. -Why?

When we met, I asked you if you knew my mother,

and you said you didn't know Maria Dantes.

You do know her!

Well, Maria Dantes wants to talk to her daughter again,

but we're going to hang up.

What do you want for dinner? I'll get you anything you want.

I'll do it because you're a great artist

but also because you got me your mom's secret number.

Who knows? I might need to call her later.

Lupo, is everything OK?

Alejandro, I have Teresa in my possession.

She'll be back in Spain in a few hours.

ON THE NEXT EPISODE...

What did you see in the mural regarding Lupo?

Lupo is Sofia's real kidnapper.

I'm locking you in here until someone comes to get you.

-Stop! -Don't hit her!

-Hello? -Teresa!

Help us! Please, hurry!

Hurry, please!

Please.