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RECENT CALLS

CALLING LINARES

Leave a message after the beep.

Linares, where the hell are you?

How much time do you need to fuck that asshole up?

Call me.

Fuck.

H-50 to all units.

Officer wounded on 25 Guadiana Street.

K-7 heading toward H-50.

Do we know who the officer is?

We don't have that info.

Fuck you to hell.

NATIONAL POLICE

-The fuck happened? -We don't know yet, sir. We just arrived.

It's Linares.

Step away.

Son of a bitch.

Damn son of a bitch!

The hell are you looking at?

PHONE ROMERO

Where is Ezequiel?

Bring me Ezequiel!

You did what you had to do.

-Ruining my life forever? -You don't know that.

-Did anyone see you? -I fired and got away, but…

I'm fucked, there are cameras everywhere. Dulce, I'm fucked.

Where are the drugs they wanted to plant on you?

I'll take care of the gun.

And I'll keep the coke.

It will give us a good start.

I'm not going to start anything.

I will turn myself in. I can't do this, I will…

-No… -You're not turning yourself in!

When you called me today… Listen!

When you called me, I thought you were going to leave me hanging,

but fuck, you went through with it.

This situation is some fucking good news for us.

Fuck.

Police station.

-They're calling from… -Don't answer.

Son of a bitch.

If you answer, they will find out. Listen to me.

Go home.

Tomorrow you'll go to work at the station like nothing happened.

If they have anything on you or if someone saw you,

you'll figure it out when they handcuff you, got it?

Snap out of it.

Fuck.

POLICE STATION

WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

I'm keeping this.

I don't think it suits you.

It smells like you.

That's the fabric softener.

It's a store brand.

For less than two euros you can make the curtains smell like me.

You're silly.

I will miss you a lot.

I'll miss you too.

You would think I'm leaving for good.

I'll be back before you can miss me.

I already miss you, Dad.

Hold down the fort.

Sanchís, my girlfriend is right there.

All right, take care.

Keys to the apartment.

Stay as long as you like, and call if you need anything.

Like how to turn on the gas, or where the towels are…

-I need you to shut up, Pepe. Come on. -Have a good trip.

You take care, okay?

Say goodbye to Irene for me.

You'll be glad I'm gone and to be free of me.

I already miss him.

Tell me it's just the onion.

It's just that friend of yours.

He'll be fine, won't he?

Of course, woman.

It's forbidden to be unwell in Cádiz. They throw you out if you are.

All right, it's open. We're going to heat things up.

ABANTOS HARDWARE

Holy fuck!

Let's go!

The hardware store is on fire!

-Santi! -Santi is inside!

-Santi! -Fuck!

-We'll get you out! -Fuckers!

Someone call the fire department!

-Santi! -Thank goodness!

Fire!

Santi.

What's with your hand?

Nothing, I burned it trying to open the door.

We have to call Tirso.

No! Forget about Tirso, okay? No one is calling Tirso.

Whatever happens, he has to go to Cádiz.

Even if it's hard for us, got it?

Let's see.

Can I give you a hand with something?

If you want, I'll take this.

Shit.

I saw you and said, "Maica, step away from the paint buckets.

The paint thinner is getting to you."

Give me a hand.

I think I must have been a good person in a past life.

To have you and your brother here helping me…

To tell you the truth, this morning I wasn't sure I would come.

What made you decide to?

Because you're my mother.

And I think everyone deserves a second chance.

Besides, Dad went to Cádiz and won't kill me for spending time with you.

What is your father doing in Cádiz?

Hey, Pepe.

What?

Santi what?

Irene, are you okay?

Grandpa, they are discharging Victor.

The doctors say that everything looks normal.

Good, I'm happy for you two.

I can't stop looking at him, he's precious!

Now you have to get better.

I've asked to be discharged.

We're going home. Could you come get us?

You did what?

Don't lecture me. Can you come or not?

Grandpa, are you there?

-Yes, I'll be there. Give me 20 minutes. -Thank you.

POLICE STATION

We haven't found any witnesses, and the weapon still has not shown up.

-Linares' cell phone has disappeared. -Where is Ezequiel?

You didn't find him?

He won't answer, and we don't know where to find him.

Friends, Big E is back.

Let criminals tremble, and your doctors too,

because I've brought…

all this cholesterol for you.

Now we can all celebrate this thing with Linares,

because Ezequiel is here.

The great Ezequiel with his croissants.

Come here.

You won't laugh for long.

In my office.

You must have some big fucking balls to come here like nothing happened.

I got this memo from the Ministry of the Interior

that I am to start this morning.

Where were you last night between 10:00 and 10:30?

-Excuse me? -Where the hell were you last night

between 10:00 and 10:30?

Could you possibly be confusing me with someone else?

-The Ministry of the Interior-- -A cop was killed yesterday.

I am so sorry, I don't…

Who was it? I don't recognize him.

Sure you do. You know why?

Because it was you who killed him.

I'm being hazed on my first day.

Shit, you got me. Nice joke.

If it were a damn joke, you would laugh, but not like some stooge.

But I swear you will cry,

because I'll put you in jail for 30 years, fucker.

Well, you know how these cop-killing jokes work.

You have to explain them.

I don't have any fucking proof,

but I'm going to find some.

I know it was you.

Come on.

He's a screamer.

You sure he wasn't kicked out of the incubator for bad behavior?

Grandpa.

I'm so happy.

I am living in a dream.

Maybe they drugged you up a bit too much.

I will have to sue the hospital.

Now I have everything.

We just need to go home to you and Mom.

Irene, you see…

I will bring you home, but then--

I have the paperwork.

We can go home now.

Hello, love.

Who is my little prince?

-Were you all alone? -I'll get the car.

-I'll tell you when I'm at the door. -Okay.

Jimena?

-What are you doing here? -Dad?

What are you doing? Weren't you going to Cádiz?

I was, but the girl called me to come get her.

Nobody told me she got discharged.

Ah, yes, right.

Yes, that's why I am here. Why else would I be here?

Tirso?

-You? -Mom, what a coincidence.

Didn't you leave the neighborhood? You're like a tick.

-Didn't you leave for Cádiz? -How did you know I…?

Jimena, I don't believe it.

Your mom is bringing you coffee, right?

I'm gone for two minutes and this woman rejoins the family?

"Woman" is the nicest thing you've called me in years.

EMERGENCY ROOM ADMISSIONS

It worked out for you to have me leave to protect myself

and get me out of the way, right?

-Dad, let me explain, please. -Dad?

What are you doing here?

Santi, you too?

A pair of traitors, sneaking around with that woman.

Dad, I can see my mother whenever I like.

I'm an adult and I don't have to hide anything.

-What happened to your hand? -What hand?

What the hell happened, Santi?

Sons of bitches.

Sons of fucking bitches.

So you came after my business.

After my family.

Dad, they're waiting for you in the car.

You're going to Cádiz.

No, I'm not going anywhere.

-But, Dad… -Take them home.

But I can't drive.

Dad, where are you going?

Dad?

Dad!

-Where would he be now? -Near Despeñaperros, at least.

Tirso wastes no time.

I'm messed up, it's like I can see him

coming down the sidewalk with his grumpy face.

Shit, it is him.

Why didn't you call me?

They nearly burned down the store with my son inside.

Why spoil the surprise for me, though, right?

I could see it on the news tonight.

Why leave the keys there?

Because I'm not going.

I raised a family here, and it wasn't easy.

I won't let some thugs take that from me.

Nobody will.

You hear? Nobody.

Believe me. It was the commissioner, the colonel, as you call him,

who put the fucking drugs in my trunk.

He knows that I killed his fucking Smithers.

He knows. I don't know why the hell he can't frame me,

but he knows, he told me to my goddamn face.

Holy shit.

Why does some guy who doesn't know you want to fuck you over?

Because some people get turned on by really weird stuff. I don't know.

You're the smart one, you tell me.

You tell me.

All right.

He is strange, but he is your colonel, and it seems like he doesn't give a damn.

Because if he planted two packs of cocaine in your car…

Get ready to party.

Rat!

What's up, you rat?

What's up?

Are you no longer happy to see old friends?

I am.

Romero, how good to see you around here again.

You…

do shit in the most literal sense of the word, don't you?

Come on…

Romero, for old times' sake, don't fuck me over.

For old times' sake, you'll do me a favor.

I've got this pain in my ass

you will help me get rid of.

Ezequiel, over here.

Here.

No.

This is an office for those…

those blue things.

Gnomes.

Commissioner's orders.

You may come in.

-Hey. -Why are you here?

So they can give you a medal?

No, a badge.

Are you a cop again?

They must be desperate.

They keep coming back for more. Why are you here?

-Have you killed someone again? -Not yet. I'm here to file a report.

Yesterday they tried to kill me in the street.

And today, the same people

almost burned down the store with my son inside.

How do you know they were the same people?

Easy, because they were. They're Nata's thugs.

Can you prove that right now?

No, not me. But I was hoping you guys had done your homework.

Yesterday they murdered a cop from this station. In cold blood.

Everybody's in a hell of a mess here.

Oh, fucking great.

My life and my family's lives are at stake,

and you're not doing anything to put those thugs in jail.

-Hey. -What?

-You're making a fool of yourself. -Listen, idiot.

They are coming for me,

and I only got involved to keep that girl from shooting you.

You owe me your life, in case you don't remember.

I remember perfectly, Tirso.

Either you put those thugs behind bars,

or the next body to appear on the street will be mine,

or my children's. That won't happen, you understand?

Everyone here is in a hell of a mess, so give me a few days.

It's very likely that I will be dead in a few days.

Thanks for nothing.

Fuck me.

Sir, we have a potential witness to Linares' murder.

All right…

-Hello, honey. -Hello.

Two hours to put two pieces together!

Why don't you give me a hand? You were good at puzzles.

I can't stay.

I won't be back here, Mom.

Because your dad found us out, right?

Dad doesn't deserve to be hurt.

He has always been there.

In his own way, yes, but he was there.

I understand.

It's your decision, and I respect that.

You don't owe me anything.

I'm the one who is in debt.

To you, to your brother…

and even to your father.

But just one thing. Even though I'm in debt…

I'm a little opportunistic.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

I would love to meet Victor.

To just for a moment go to the house and see his face.

Irene is very close to her grandpa.

I don't think she would like you to come.

Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. It doesn't hurt to ask.

I think everyone is capable of forgiveness, even your father.

I don't think Dad can forgive you, Mom.

Don't underestimate an Abantos,

or your mother with an electric drill.

All right.

Let me talk to her.

-Great. -Okay?

-Bye. -Bye.

Tirso?

Gladys.

What are you doing here?

Look, Gladys. I'm sorry, I've come back.

I know what you're going to say.

That I'm putting myself in danger,

that I'm selfish and don't consider your feelings.

But they came after my family,

after my business.

When I wasn't here to protect them.

And that won't happen again.

Do what you want, Tirso.

You won't yell at me?

I already yelled, cried and suffered.

And you still decided to stay.

What more can I do?

I'm glad you're not angry.

Assuming you're not, because I'm not really sure.

I'm going, I'm late for work.

You don't want to see the baby?

He's already home and won't stop crying.

Maybe you can help them.

I would like nothing more, but I have to help Pepe.

Even though I try, I can't take care of everyone.

A simple question, so that you don't get mixed up.

You sure you saw the face of the guy who shot Linares?

It was really dark.

But yes, I saw him.

Are you able to identify him from these photos?

No need, I know who he is.

I know him.

And so do you.

You, in my office.

Just what I needed, a fucking rat in the station.

You are under arrest for the murder of Deputy Inspector Linares.

I got you, son of a bitch!

A witness saw you shoot Linares.

You know what happened? He just identified you.

That witness?

The rat.

It will be a very reliable testimony.

Look, I don't give a fuck if his testimony isn't worth shit to a judge.

It just gave me the perfect excuse

to investigate how many times you shake your dick when you piss.

Now you have to explain where you were last night when Linares was killed.

I have an alibi.

-I was with a friend. -No shit.

You're a murderer.

-Know what's even better? -No.

I'll ask Forensics to analyze your hands. I'm sure there's gunshot residue on them.

We'll see how you explain that.

Give me your badge. You never deserved it.

It's on my desk.

Andrade!

Cuff him.

You don't need handcuffs for me to turn in my badge.

Put it down. Put it…

Ezequiel…

Don't do it.

You would like me to, wouldn't you, Romero?

You're fucked.

It's not loaded.

Son of a bitch!

I'm very sorry for fucking up your forensics test.

Andrade, take this fucker to a cell before I shoot him in the head.

Let's go, fucker.

Come on.

Damn it!

Why won't he stop crying?

Some babies are so mature

they get frustrated that they can't communicate.

I'm serious, I read about that.

Did you also read about where the off button is?

No.

Irene, I was with my mother.

She asked me to ask you if she can meet the baby.

And Grandpa?

He doesn't have to know.

I won't lie on her behalf.

It's great that you forgave her, but she didn't treat Grandpa well.

You're right.

She treated me, Santi and my dad poorly.

But that's our burden.

At your age, everything is black and white.

But you have to put yourself in other people's shoes.

I'm doing that. I'm putting myself in Grandpa's shoes.

Oh, my dear.

Please, let her come.

Do it for me.

You see, it's not easy to be a mom.

Honey…

DENTAL OFFICE

You're a little late.

And you're too early. Have you turned 12 yet?

Don't fuck with me, get Nata.

They killed her. She was my cousin.

So from now on, if you want to do business, you'll talk to me.

No, thank you.

I've got cash. You.

Motherfuckers.

We'll pay well. We're trustworthy.

You can do a trial run.

If you touch my bike again, I'll rip your arm off.

Expect to hear from me.

Yeah, all right now.

Yes, my dear.

Can you stop recording, please?

It's our first day at home, and I want a souvenir.

All right, little one.

I would rather forget this day.

What is it?

Makes you want to throw him out the window.

I'll toss you!

Nelson.

He's quiet.

Right, keep doing that, don't stop.

Oh my!

Isn't he a little young to learn reggaeton?

If you keep moving Victor like that, you'll only make him vomit.

Where were you? I was worried.

Relax. If anything happens to me, you'll always have your mother.

-You're being unfair. -I'm being honest.

There.

-Victor! -Come here.

-Get me a wipe. -Oh, my love. Hang on.

What was that?

I don't like kids, but I had two.

I did the best I could for them, because I was there.

Ma'am.

I'm Commissioner Romero. This won't take much time.

Do you know Deputy Inspector Fandiño?

Everyone knows him.

He's kind of a superhero in this neighborhood.

He saved my life. Is he here?

Were you with him until ten o'clock last night? Is that right?

Maybe, I don't keep track of time. Why?

Just a formality. Please sign here.

What is this?

It's a statement. Prepared before talking to me.

No, I want to see Ezequiel. Where is he?

Detained for killing a policeman.

Yesterday, after seeing you at ten o'clock.

Please sign the document.

I will not sign.

Sign it if you don't want to get into trouble.

No.

So you're his whore, right?

Do you want to play being his savior?

This isn't a game.

If you don't sign, I'll fuck you up.

That won't be necessary.

I've already been fucked. Last night, by Ezequiel.

We were together later than 10 p.m. Yes, I am his whore.

Write that down and I will sign it.

If not, then go to hell.

Anybody going to offer me a beer?

Ezequiel.

Ezequiel.

Ezequiel.

Leave us.

Your friend, your little whore, gave you an alibi.

You're free to go.

But I will get you.

Why the hell are you coming after me? Tell me, you never tell me anything.

Because you killed Linares. Isn't that enough?

You're lying. You were coming for me before they shot Smithers in the head.

You became too famous. It was nothing personal.

But now it is.

You know what the difference is between us?

I'm likeable. You're not.

In life it's better to be likeable than truthful.

I admit, I tell ballsy lies. And I know how to play dirty.

Help!

-Quiet, asshole! -He wants to kill me!

He wants to kill me!

-Take him away. Fuck! -He wants to kill me!

-Quiet! -He wants to kill me!

-Get him out of my sight! -He wants to kill me!

He wants to kill me!

He wants to kill me!

He wants to kill me!

Fuck!

Good night, guys.

Come early tomorrow.

-Get some rest. -Okay.

OPEN

-All right. -See you tomorrow.

My goodness, how hard is it for you to go home?

I really have to pee.

I'm going home, I'm dying to see my grandson.

Pepe, there are people in the hardware store.

I was going to tell Tirso, but he must be in bed.

You don't think it's those thugs getting ready to…?

Fuck me!

The keys to the hardware store.

-Okay. -Let's go.

Freeze, motherfucker!

Fuck! You scared me.

Are you idiots? Is this a joke?

We thought those thugs had got in and were getting ready to get rid of you.

Well, you nearly did the job for them.

But what are you doing here?

Nobody can sleep at home with the baby. He could be an opera singer.

So you'll sleep here alone? I don't think that's safe.

I'll call my friend Luis. He sells security cameras.

Install one tomorrow. You can't go on like this.

No, we can't go on like this.

But don't worry, things will change.

What are you plotting, Tirso? Where were you all day?

Watching some shithole on Plasencia Street.

It looks like the gang hangs out there now.

After a short while, some bikers arrived.

I'm sure they were going to do business. They showed them a backpack with cash.

I just have to keep an eye on them, wait for them to make a deal,

take some photos and call the police.

And they'll end up in prison.

Isn't it better for the police to do that?

The police won't do anything, they made that clear. I'm on my own.

The hell you are.

You're never alone.

No, Pepe. I don't want you to get into trouble for me.

We're not doing it for you, but for our wellbeing.

Do you know how scared we were thinking they got in?

I can keep an eye on them.

It's just sitting and watching. I do that every day in the bar.

See how easy it is?

For the Third Company.

The Third, to the death!

Sorry.

It's not going to work out between us. I like them bigger.

You haven't seen mine yet.

I was referring to the bike.

Hey, girl.

What's your fucking problem, huh?

FLORIST

Careful, Tirso. Even the mighty fall.

-It looks like they gave you a new face. -Come on.

It's fucking hard being a top model.

Excuse me.

-Hello. -Where the hell are you?

I have to see you.

Right now.

-Okay. -Move over a little.

Another police union asking for your head.

Since you've been here, we've had fires and assaults.

The gangs are running wild, and a cop is dead.

And what's your solution?

Attacking the officer who has improved the image of the police in this shithole.

Accusing the hero of Entrevías of being a murderer.

What the hell were you thinking?

Fix this now.

Let me go, don't make this worse.

Ezequiel is as sharp as a tack.

He made you all believe I have a personal grudge against him.

-And that's not true, of course. -No.

Linares was following Ezequiel the night he was killed.

Why was that?

Because my instincts told me he was shady.

And I wasn't wrong. Linares found something.

He asked for backup to make an arrest and was killed.

Guess who he was going to arrest.

You have 24 hours to find something to incriminate Ezequiel.

If you fail, I will throw you to the wolves.

Who did that to your face, the commissioner?

No, but officially, yes.

I'll tell you later, I messed that up.

Can we get to the point? My head is fucking killing me.

Relax, I'll be quick.

The word on the street is that those mangy friends of yours

have run out of drugs.

They need to restock, so they got in touch with some bikers.

Johnny Leopard, or something.

-Sound familiar? -Holy fuck.

He smuggles a big amount of junk into this country.

Well, maybe he has the same junk between his legs.

Keep that to yourself.

The good thing about all this is his cell ended up in my pocket.

The new leader of Nata's gang is like a little baby chick.

I can make him think the bikers will buy his drugs,

deceive him and then steal all his fucking money.

Easy-peasy. If they run out of drugs and cash…

We'll have them where we want them. I'm damn smart.

Since you're so clever, I'm sure you can take care of this yourself,

because I can't leave the commissioner alone.

He can't live without me, there's no way.

You don't think this is a toxic relationship?

-Mom, hello. -Hello.

Come in. He's in the bedroom.

It's like traveling through time.

It's exactly as I left it.

Well, your photos are missing.

-Hello. -Hello, my flower.

Oh my God, he's precious.

Can I hold him?

Oh my God. Come here, my dear.

Oh, come here. That little head…

What is it, little guy?

-Are you hungry? -He doesn't latch well.

And it hurts, right?

A little.

That happens sometimes. Yeah, but there are tricks.

When I was in Africa, I learned from the doulas.

Do you want to try?

-No, that's fine. -But of course, come on. Have a seat.

That's enough. Here's your mom.

Take him. That's it.

Oh, that little head.

-Like that. -Like that, my love.

Yes, sweetheart. That's it.

Now try to nurse him. That's it.

Sometimes if we open up the palate a little,

it's easier to latch on.

-Look. -Come on. There it is.

-That's it, honey. A little more. -He's nursing.

-Of course he is. -My baby.

-Does it hurt, sweetie? -That's it.

Not much.

-That's it. -And he's quiet.

Finally!

Grandpa is right, you are a witch.

He calls me a witch? It's an outrage.

I'm going to bring him a sandwich.

-Pepe, don't go. I haven't eaten! -I'll be right back. I won't be a minute.

You won't say anything to me?

Aren't you going with your friends to play soldiers?

Do you think I'm stupid?

That I didn't know you've been plotting for a while?

Gladys, you have to understand.

They attacked my son and my store. I had to return.

You know very well you didn't return because of that. You were determined.

And you knew that leaving was best for everyone.

And suddenly you changed your mind.

Look at me and tell me you didn't return because of her.

-Because of her? -Yes.

For Maica.

Yes, that too.

But it's not what you think, Gladys.

If I go, that witch will insert herself into my family. I won't allow it.

Do you realize what you're saying?

You're willing to risk everything, your life, your friends, our relationship…

All because your ex returned?

-When you put it like that… -I don't know if it's love or hate.

But it's clear you are willing to do anything for that woman,

but not for me.

What are you saying?

Nobody cares about my feelings.

Nobody cares if I don't eat or if I'm dying to see my grandson.

I've spent three days locked up frying pork rinds.

I always take care of everyone.

Nelson, Alicia, you, even Ezequiel.

I'm the mop cleaning up everyone's shit.

But nobody takes care of me.

-Not even you, Tirso. -Don't say that.

You matter to me.

But not enough.

Everyone out. No need to pay, it's on me.

Come on, you heard me.

-Thanks, Tirso. -I'll pay, but you have to go.

Come on, Jorge, enough.

-Don't eat Pepe's garbage. -See you.

-See you. -Bye.

What's this?

Have you gone crazy?

You were in front of me, but I didn't see how I was hurting you.

I am sorry.

I swear, I'm done playing soldiers.

From now on, I promise I will take care of you.

Right now, you'll go home and spend time with your grandson.

I'll talk to Pepe. If he has to close the bar, he'll close it.

But you have to eat first.

But…

-What are you doing? -I'm going to cook.

You don't say. What will you cook?

Is there canned food?

Oh my God.

We have good news.

The telephone company has located Linares' cell phone.

You three to your cars.

Ezequiel.

You too.

NATIONAL POLICE

Linares' cell hasn't been working for a few days,

but it was connected to the network a few hours ago.

According to the phone company, it's around here.

I'll call it.

I want everyone on alert.

Garbage cans, sewer drains, check everything.

Guess whose car this is.

That car is mine, Commissioner.

Well…

Come here.

Open it.

Open it, or I'll get a warrant.

Give me some gloves.

Bingo.

Linares' cell is in your car. It disappeared the night he was killed.

How the hell are you going to explain this?

Cuff him.

And take him away.

You… It's the bikers.

They want us to buy right now.

-Right now. We have to go. -Let's go, boys.

Here.

With chorizo?

Fuck, it always makes me burp.

So you'll enjoy it twice.

It's Tirso.

Hello.

You have some cans without a label here in the bar.

Aren't they expired?

-What? -What's he saying?

-Something about some cans. -He's speaking in code.

I don't follow. We're in front of the gang's hangout. No news.

Change of plans. Get out of there.

I don't want you to get in trouble on my account.

It's a little late for that.

-When are you coming? -I'm not coming.

You were right, this is too much. We're not the police.

Get in.

We're going, all right? Here, hold this.

Pepe, they're leaving.

What do we do?

-What's going on? -The target is moving.

They have a backpack.

Maybe they're going hiking.

A backpack? That's the cash.

All right, follow them.

I can't go now, because I'm having lunch with Gladys.

-But don't let them out of your sight. -All right.

Tirso isn't coming, he has plans with Gladys.

He gets us involved, but stays with her? I'm not following them.

-Shit, get moving, we'll lose them. -Our captain has a lot of nerve.

Mademoiselle, sliced tomato with olive oil, and…

What is this green thing?

It's the oil cap, sorry.

Sliced tomato with olive oil and tuna from Cantabria.

I think, because the can didn't have a label.

Wow, I am impressed.

So am I.

Hear that? It's Chopin.

I want the lady to enjoy her meal with all five senses.

Idiot, can't you see the sign? It's closed.

Tirso.

Everything to your liking, mademoiselle?

Why the gloomy face?

Where is your charm now, Ezequiel?

I will need to make my phone call, Commissioner.

Call your lawyer if you want, but even God can't free you from this.

Not even that little nun you were after.

Boom! You can call.

Coming.

Abantos Hardware.

Hey sonny, it's Ezequiel. I need you to do me a favor

and I need you to do a fucking good job,

because I am risking a 20-year-long disaster.

Twenty years of getting fucked up the ass in prison, okay?

I'll follow, but they will see us.

Go there.

I'll look.

This is the dumpster from the message. He wants us to leave the cash here.

What? Where are the drugs?

Fuck, man.

He hung up.

"Don't call me, they may be listening. Leave the cash and get out."

"If it's all good, I'll give you more instructions."

What the hell is this about, man?

You think I'll leave the cash here?

NO FUCKING WAY I'M LEAVING THE CASH IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME THE DRUGS

"Whatever you want. See you never." Son of a bitch!

What do we do now? Where will we get the goods?

We don't even have an ounce. We're in deep shit!

OKAY, I'LL LEAVE THE CASH

Get in the car.

Go.

Good job, smart guy.

They left the backpack in a dumpster.

They're coming.

We'll take a look.

Fuck.

Yeah?

Are you ready to do business?

The hell is this about? I just left the cash where you told me.

What are you talking about, dumbass?

Fucking hell!

Turn around now, they just screwed us over.

Fuck, hurry! Go!

Wait. Sorry, I'm expecting a call from the insurance.

It's for the store.

Look, it's them. It'll just be a second. I'll get the dessert.

How's it going?

We're at the dry dock with all the containers.

Those thugs left all the money here.

Shit, and the drugs?

No idea, there's only money here.

Did you take photos of them leaving the money?

Did you take photos?

No, I didn't do anything.

Tirso, if you want us to take photos of the money now…

We have it on us.

Why did you take the money?

Don't you realize it's a test?

Hey, Pepe, a car is coming.

A car is coming.

Hide the van, don't let them see us.

-Fuck. -What is it?

I think it's the gang. They're going to catch us.

-Are you armed? -I haven't brought anything.

-I only brought a sandwich. -Relax, I'm coming now.

Tirso, what is this?

Pepe and Sanchís are in danger.

You were talking to them this whole time, right?

You just lied to my face.

If you walk out that door, don't bother coming back.

Those are my men.

I can't let them down.

Sons of bitches!

When we left, there was a van behind us. It's not there now!

It must have been them.

They can't have gone far.

I'll block that exit. You go search for them.

Go!

Let's go. They must be around here.

You disgust me.

There's nothing more revolting than killing a colleague.

Yes.

What's really fucking beautiful

is a commissioner planting false evidence on a cop.

Real fucking beautiful.

Don't even try, Ezequiel.

Nobody believes that shit.

Nor your lies.

Before you indict me, you should watch the video that guy brought in.

That guy there behind you.

Because a picture is worth more than all the bullshit I'm hearing here.

What are you talking about?

You were following me this morning.

I saw you.

You're a disaster at tracking people.

A thought came to me:

"What if the commissioner remains obsessed with screwing me over?"

And so, purely as a precaution…

I decided to park in front of the hardware store

where they had just installed a security camera.

They say Entrevías is a troubled neighborhood,

but personally, I think Entrevías is amazing.

Fuck him.

No, fuck you, Romero.

Fuck you.

-I'll be back. -Where are you going?

To take a look.

Fuck.

They're coming, and they're armed.

Do you think that if we give them the money nicely,

they'll let us go?

Fuck, maybe they'll invite us for beers.

We only have one option left. To face them.

Pepe…

Don't move, or I'll put a third eye in your face.

Put the gun on the ground.

Let's go, put the gun down!

Where are my friends?

Those guys in the van are your friends?

Because they're about to die.

Then you'll know what it feels like.

Where are my friends?

Ready?

It's been an honor to serve at your side, soldier.

Likewise, Sergeant.

One, two, three.

What the hell happened?

I don't know.

Must be the drugs.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the cousin of the girl you killed.

I'm Tente, a pleasure.

How is your store?

Was that your son inside it?

That was you?

I swear the next time I shoot you, I won't miss like I did the other day.

You're no more than a child.

Tirso, let's go!

-Let's go, Captain! -Don't move.

Let's go.

How are you? What happened?

It was all really strange.

But in the end we got out all right, and with the money. Look.

Damn, where's the money?

I believe we owe you an apology.

The commissioner's behavior is unworthy of his position.

When the video comes to light of a commissioner planting false evidence,

shit, he's no longer worthy of the position, right?

What video?

Nobody saw any video.

They never will.

And I assure you, the commissioner will not bother you again. Not ever.

Then I'll accept the apologies you both offered.

Let him apologize by telling me: "Ezequiel, you are a fucking good cop."

"You are not a murderer."

Or are you afraid of swearing at me?

Ezequiel is a great cop.

You're forgetting the most important part.

Ezequiel is not a murderer.

That came from the heart. That came from the heart.

Very good.

Clean up the neighborhood and forget about him.

Or I swear that next time, we will let you fall.

Is that clear?

Fanny left me.

IN THE NEXT EPISODE

And that's bad news?

Can I sleep at your place?

Hell no.

If you don't do anything and that little shit shoots me,

Gladys will blame you.

Will you marry me?

-Amanda? -I need you to come see me.

I also needed to see you.

-Gladys left me. -She left me too. As my cook, I mean.

-I should open my own catering business. -That's a wonderful idea.

Would you trust me to cook for the kids?

Of course.

Find the son of a bitch who killed your cousin Sandro.

-We could never prove Nelson's guilt. -But he's the killer, right?

-Nelson! -Tirso, they took Nelson.

I'll bring him back, I promise.

Come back when you've finished him off.