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INSPIRED BY REAL STORIES AND EVENTS ALL DRAMATIZED FOR NARRATIVE IMPACT

{an8}- Dad. - So? Did you win or lose?

{an8}What a question. I won.

{an8}Of course you did. You're a shark.

Thanks for the compliment, if it was meant as one.

- And you? What are you up to? - What do you think? Cleaning like a dog.

{an8}I still can't believe how people can be so gross.

{an8}Ever thought it's a form of revenge

for the money you charge them for a ride on your sailboat?

That must be it. Listen, so when are you coming?

I'm not sure. I have a lot of work. More every day. I keep getting cases.

Do I have to hire those idiots at your firm

to be able to see my daughter, or what?

No. How about Easter?

- I'll get away somehow, okay? - Promise?

Let's negotiate.

I'll promise if you promise me you'll take me to your secret cove.

Oh, the one I don't take tourists to. Okay, we'll see.

I have to go. They just arrived. Okay?

Oh, and I'm the workaholic?

It's a couple. Extra fee. All to themselves.

Okay, big kiss, sweetie.

Kisses, Dad.

Bye, sweetie. Love you.

Me too.

- Bye bye. - Bye.

GANGS OF GALICIA

{an8}"I, Jorge González,

{an8}ID number 08997361-E, residing in Fuerteventura,

{an8}hereby bequeath all my assets in equal parts."

{an8}THREE MONTHS LATER

{an8}"Therefore, the house located at 42 Naranjo Street,

and the boat under license plate number E74874,

I bequeath to my partner Teresa Soriano and my daughter Ana González Soriano."

A codicil was added here.

"As for the balance of account number AF 3474 88397..."

What account is that?

I don't know.

- The one for the boat's expenses? - No.

It's a personal one, in his name only.

"The total balance thereof should be distributed equally and with no delay

between Ms. Berta Figaredo and Laura Silva,

residing in Cambados, Pontevedra."

"It's also my will

that my identity is never shared with said people,

thus appearing to all effects and purposes as an anonymous donation."

"Signed on May 14th, 2018. Jorge González."

Who are they?

I don't know, honey. I have no idea.

It can't be true.

A name search revealed this. Look.

SILVA TESTIFIES AGAINST THE PADÍN GANG

It's him, Mom. Look at him, please.

Your father, a protected witness?

It's the only explanation, really. It's been on my mind for three months.

New name, new life...

Ana, he would tell me everything.

His trips around the world, the merchant navy, all that...

Mom, he made that up. He made it up.

It was a story.

Mom, it's right in front of you and you refuse to see it.

He was a drug dealer, he betrayed his partners,

abandoned his family, and came here to hide.

That's the truth.

And everything else...

Everything else is a lie.

SILVA TESTIFIES AGAINST THE PADÍN GANG

{an8}Do you know the expression, "To be lazier than a guard's coat"?

{an8}A Civil Guard's coat, that is.

- Fuck off, Padín. - You fuck off, Muñiz.

I'm making you a gift and you're still giving me grief.

You're rocking the boat. The National Police is after you.

No kidding. I know, man.

Daniel, we're gonna be late.

So? You're making me late. Are you in, or should I find someone else?

Many of your colleagues are lining up to get in on this.

Just so you know.

Count me in.

Great. Love the enthusiasm. Love you too.

- Come on, Marcial! - Yes!

- Hey, Daniel. There are two... - Yeah, I saw them. How could I not?

Fucking cops. Can't get rid of them.

No worries. It's good that they see us.

There you go!

- Up! - Yeah!

- There he goes! Step on it, Nilo! - Come on!

How's it going?

- Nothing. - Dammit.

- It's odd they weren't found yet. - I know. Don't get on my nerves.

Let's go!

No, dammit.

Oh, no!

- Nilo! - Goddammit!

- What a disaster. - Goddammit. Hey!

- There he is! - Get out.

Let's go.

- Are you okay? - Yeah.

- For fuck's sake. - My goodness.

- Man. - Here we go.

I keep telling you.

You're too heavy for the car. You should eat less.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

I lost a lot of money because of you.

What money? Piss off. You know each other.

You never pay a dime.

- You're gonna break your neck. - No doubt you're brothers.

- You're struggling worse than Deportivo. - I had it, didn't you see?

I saw you go down too.

You want to wreck all our cars?

- I'm so clumsy. - You're paying for it.

- Keep hitting yourself. - I'm fine.

- What? Come on. - I'm fine.

Well, not totally fine. Hold me. Maybe I'll feel better.

Never misses a chance.

- What? - We are screwed, boss.

What happened?

We had to drive around a lot. We're out of gas.

- We won't make it unless we refuel. - Okay, stay put. Wait there.

Manolo, kill the engines. Fucking hell. He told us to wait.

Wait here with all the coke?

What the hell do you want me to do?

Here he comes.

- What happened? I'll go. - No, don't worry. Relax.

Say you're dizzy and need a ride. I'll get rid of the cops.

Oh, okay. Good.

Hey, he's passing out!

Where the fuck are they?

No fucking clue.

They're not there?

The ambulance took Nilo, while Daniel and the others disappeared.

We're going to the hospital to see if they're there.

No, they're not at the hospital.

Something happened. They were tipped off.

Most likely heading out to sea. They must have a hidden boat.

We have to find it, okay?

Okay.

Go on.

Ana.

Do you have the Machado file?

Yes. Susana is making copies.

What do you think?

It's a tough one, but we'll win it.

Good. You're the best.

I feel betrayed.

- He wasn't like other parents. You know? - Yeah, that's true.

I felt we had a special agreement.

- An agreement? - Yes, like...

Like he knew everything about me, you know?

I told him things I didn't even tell you,

and I don't understand why he never trusted me.

Or you! He didn't trust you either!

I don't know, Ana.

But one thing I do know is I can't live with this resentment.

None of this changes the feelings I had for your father...

- Mom, sorry. - What we all lived.

- Can I call you back? - Okay.

- Don't worry, I'm fine. - Call me later.

Okay. Talk to you later.

Your destination is Cambados, Galicia. Estimated time of arrival: 2:45 p.m.

Hi, Mom.

- Hi, honey, how are you doing? - Fine.

It sure is noisy there.

Yeah, there's a party nearby.

Aren't you in Madrid?

No, I'm not in Madrid. It's just that I...

I couldn't stop thinking about everything and I was going a bit crazy so...

I took some time off.

Oh, that's great.

How long?

How long? I don't know.

I think I'll improvise for once in my life.

That's great, dear.

- Mom, I'll call you later, okay? - Okay.

Okay, bye.

Open!

Let's go.

Go ahead.

Slowly. Easy.

Slowly.

- Toño! Load the drums! - I'm going, dammit.

- Come on. - What's up, Nilo? You still sedated?

- Hurry. Let's go. - Come on.

Come on, go.

- So now you're in a rush? - Not my fault. Come on, Indiana Jones.

Hold it, Manolo. Take the rope. Coming, Daniel.

Your turn to wait, goddamn it.

Customs were notified.

Torres, why aren't they flying yet?

You need to beef up. Hold this, someone's calling.

Okay.

Yes?

They just took off.

- Are they coming this way? - They're headed your way.

Goddamn it. Pepe, head east. Anchor the cargo two miles out.

- What about the bird? - We'll take care of it.

- Okay. - Come on! Go!

We're reaching the Ría de Arousa.

Target located.

They're heading south. Sending coordinates.

Customs patrol deployed.

Wanna bet?

- Bet on what? - What do you think?

That they'll catch us with you at the wheel.

- A thousand euros! - €10,000 says we won't reach land.

I feel sorry for you.

We'll have to keep them busy for a while.

Samuel and Pepe won't be done so quickly.

They're into the rafts. Watch them.

Customs authorities are there.

Amphibious 1, go to coordinates.

On your right!

This is the police, stop the engine.

Let's give them a hard time.

CUSTOMS

Whoa!

Stop the engine.

Stop your engine immediately.

Where did that boat come from?

Step on it, dammit! They're on our tail!

They come in twos. There's another patrol boat here.

Faster!

Kiss my ass!

This is the police. Stop your engine.

How are we doing?

We're screwed! They're stuck to us like gum!

Stop your engine.

Amphibious 2, heading to target.

You're too slow. We'd be home by now if I were steering.

To the hideout!

Follow the target.

Faster.

What the hell are they playing at?

Come on, let's end this cruise.

Come on, last one. Turn! There you go, champ!

Hold on, don't you fall now!

Go! Towards the woods!

Goddammit! Who the hell taught you to park?

Come on.

- Manolo, did you get the coordinates? - I got them, dammit, I got them.

There they are.

No phone calls. Straight to the cell. I don't want them talking to anyone.

Hey, did you see how I parked?

- Yeah. - Amazing.

- Rough day you had. - Yes, that's the truth. Let's see if...

Hey!

Dammit, Muñiz. Don't scare us like that.

Come on, get in the damn car.

- What? - You owe me €10,000.

Keep dreaming. We got away thanks to me.

Come on.

Hail Muñiz, the King so grand, law and order across the land.

CIVIL GUARD BRIGADE

Hi, Mom.

Hi. I haven't heard from you in days. How are you?

Well, busy with work.

I've been swamped since I got back.

Ferrán is working me to the bone. I've got files coming out of my ears.

- Right. - And I know...

I missed a couple of your calls,

but I haven't even had time to do laundry.

Ana, stop. Please.

Will you tell me what's going on?

What's going on with what?

I was worried I hadn't heard from you, so I called your office.

You did what?

Yes, I know you quit working there. Why didn't you tell me?

Dammit.

Because I didn't want to worry you, Mom.

So you chose to lie?

- I'm in Cambados. - What?

Mom, look. Listen,

I needed to know, and the answers are here.

No, Ana. Listen. That's crazy.

That's why I didn't want to tell you anything.

Honestly, Mom,

I have it under control. Trust me.

- I'll call you back. - Don't...

Okay, so?

- You need me at the bar or something? - I said no, María.

Don't make me mad.

There we go.

You'd pay the month's rent, the deposit, and the realtor's fee.

That's not an issue. Can I keep the furniture?

- Yes, everything would stay as it is. - Okay, perfect.

It's a good area. Everything's nearby. You don't know the town, do you?

No, I've never been.

- And you're not from Galicia either. - No, I'm from far away.

That's nice, this place is always the same.

It's nice to see new faces.

What did you say you needed the office for?

I didn't say.

I'm a lawyer.

{an8}ONE MONTH LATER

You're kidding me, Nazario. Don't say that.

I'll tell you what's going on.

It's not looking good. We've been unlucky as hell.

The judge we got is very tough.

Who's that?

She's a new one. Says online she's a financial lawyer.

The first thing she did was sign up as a public defender.

Well, we might just be in luck.

What's her name?

Excuse me, Ana?

Ana?

I'm Daniel. Daniel Padín. Nice to meet you.

Sorry. I'll steal her for a second.

- Can we talk? - Sure. Excuse me.

I need you to represent me. Would that be a problem?

No. Of course not.

I'll give you my card, you can come to my office tomorrow and...

No. The hearing is now.

- Now? - Right now.

Shall we?

This way.

Case file 2840. Daniel Padín.

Traffic violation. Charge for reckless driving.

- Is the defendant present? - Yes, sir.

If I may, Your Honor,

I'd like to report a change in the defense.

- Are you the new counselor? - I am.

Do you agree?

Perfect. Let's proceed, shall we?

Not too bad, don't you think?

"Not too bad"? It was a miracle. I thought I'd lose my license this time.

You only have two points left. It's not much.

It is for me. You know how important...?

Excuse me, Counselor. Can I address you informally?

Yeah, sure.

You know how important it is for me to be able to drive

and not depend on someone to get around?

In my line of business, I mean.

Because, what's your occupation?

Sorry, your "line of business."

Don't you know?

- No. If I knew, I wouldn't ask. - I don't quite believe you.

This is a small place. There are no secrets.

Well, I just got here. I mean, I've been here a month.

Okay. Well, let's say I'm in the import business.

What?

No, someone told me earlier that your previous lawyer...

- Nazario. - Yes. They said he's very experienced.

Yes.

But you wanted me to represent you.

Well, yes. You saw Nazario, didn't you?

I like him a lot and he handles lots of my stuff,

but at a glance you realize...

that, well, he's a crook. He's always defending criminals.

- While you... - I...

Well, you're an honest, idealistic, unprejudiced woman. Aren't you?

- Yeah, well it worked, so... - No, it didn't just work.

It was a miracle. And miracles should be celebrated.

I'll buy you dinner tonight in Cambados.

A great place with a Michelin star. It belongs to a friend.

- What? - It's just that...

I'm sorry, I have a commitment.

Tomorrow then. You have to eat at some point.

I can't tomorrow either.

- You can't? - No. I'm sorry.

Lots of commitments for a newcomer.

Don't worry, we'll be in touch.

Really?

Of course. I still have to send you the bill.

POLICE ARREST DRUG DEALER DANIEL PADÍN'S TWO FRONT MEN

- What's all this? - What do you think?

Padín?

My God, Ana. I know it's none of my business...

Rosa, it's okay. He's a grateful client, that's all.

Not just any grateful client. He's Daniel Padín, son of Padín Sr.

Yeah, I know that much.

You know who they are, right? Their case made national news.

The name rings a bell, yes.

- Operation Rat Trap. - Okay.

He was the first drug lord to get busted here.

And his father is still in jail?

Yes, but he's about to be released.

More convictions for more cases followed, one after another,

and he's still in prison.

He's on probation now.

He works during the day at a parking lot in Algeciras.

I'll drive you to Madrid.

Stay on them. They'll step on it any moment now.

For fuck's sake.

- Three cars taking turns? - Yeah.

This is the first one that started following us in Cambados.

- They think we're stupid. - They're not wrong in your case.

Go to hell, fool.

Relax. They do their thing, we do ours.

Right.

Come on, let's go.

Step on it, they're losing us.

GENERAL HOSPITAL

There.

Dammit. They're on the second floor, go.

Let's try the third floor. It could be either.

Let's take the stairs.

We had a setback, Macario.

So it seems.

But we marked the cargo.

We'll wait for things to calm down and we'll recover it. You'll see.

Not good enough for us.

No offense, brother, but we made a deal with your father.

We trusted him to manage and control things, even from jail.

But it turns out he can't.

It turns out the police can't be controlled.

Not always.

So tell me,

how do I know they won't show up when you go to retrieve the goods?

Because I say so, period.

We have our doubts.

Doubts are not good in this business.

I don't know.

Maybe the Padíns aren't what they used to be.

Or maybe we need to start knocking on other doors.

Believe me, ours is the only door you're interested in.

Follow me.

- Check the parking lot. I'll go upstairs. - I'll let you know if I see anything.

You owe me a meal.

Anytime. A full seafood platter, you know the deal.

Thank you, José Luis.

We don't have much time.

In six hours, I have to be in the damn Algeciras prison.

- So it's true? - What?

I was told you ran here every day.

You were told?

I warned you. There are no secrets here.

Right.

It seems I'm the flavor of the month.

- Of the week, at least. - Mind if we walk a bit?

Sure. It's good for me.

What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?

Well,

making a living.

That's why I'm here. I need to hire your services again.

What's wrong? Got another traffic ticket, or what?

Maybe. But it's not for me.

I need you to represent some people who were arrested a few days ago.

Right.

- "Some people." - Yes.

The thing is,

if you're trying to use that trick

of the honest, idealistic lawyer to soften up the judge,

count me out, sorry.

No, it was actually, "honest, idealistic and unprejudiced."

- Sorry. - But that's not true anymore, is it?

You learned about me

and decided I'm to blame for everything that happens here.

Aren't you?

Well,

I don't have a great singing voice, but I'm not the one making it rain here.

But it's okay. I shouldn't have brought it up.

I'll keep it in mind for next time.

Anyway, there's still that dinner.

Don't get cold.

So have you thought about it yet?

I'm not talking until you call my lawyer.

The thing is, I think...

it's in your best interest that he's not here.

Is it?

You should know I'll report this. And that you took my clothes.

- Are these your clothes? - Yes, dammit.

You made me wear this shitty T-shirt. So please, give it back.

You're got very unlucky, Samuel. You're screwed.

Because besides the stench of gasoline,

it also tested positive for cocaine.

It must have been due to rubbing up too much against that shit...

Did he say positive?

...some cocaine got on your T-shirt.

He's bluffing.

Hell of a bluff.

But when he tells the lawyer and he asks for the evidence, what then?

Three colleagues...

Wait for it. If it works, he won't call the lawyer.

That's what I think.

Yes, I'm sure coke sticks...

You were unlucky. Your friends got out of here,

but you'll have to stay for a while, expecting a long sentence.

Unless we make a deal.

If you help me,

I'll get rid of the T-shirt and all that,

and you'll go home just like your friends,

and nobody will ever know about this talk.

Goddammit.

We can't do that, can we?

But if you prefer,

I can also call your lawyer now,

write up a report...

and, well...

it's up to you, Samuel.

What do you want me to do?

I'd like you to carry a tracking device with you on your next job.

It's easy, Samuel. You wear a tracker, tell us where you are,

when and how it will take place, with whom...

We'll be tracking you.

Nobody will know.

And you walk.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Can I get an espresso, please? - Yeah, sure.

Where's that tortilla?

I'll get it.

That's my mother. She just scanned you.

Right.

I picked up on that.

- She does it to every newcomer. - Does she?

But I'd already seen you around here, in front of the bar.

Oh, yes. I have clients here in the docks.

- I'm a lawyer. - Oh, are you good?

No complaints, so far.

The ones who've been here for years are vultures.

They just want to make money off the drug dealers,

so the more trouble they get into, the better.

I guess not everyone is like that.

If you say so.

You defended El Rubio, right?

El Rubio? Yes, as a public attorney.

Oh, yeah. You don't get to choose.

You get what you get. Good or bad.

Everyone deserves a defense, right?

Maybe.

How much is it?

Nothing. It's on the house.

Thanks.

What? What happened?

No idea. He had a fit and passed out on the tractor. That's all I know.

So, the doctor says you're in bad shape.

But hey, you'll make it out of this one for sure.

There is one thing I wanted to ask you, Dad.

That thing you know about.

That money you have tucked away in case things really go south...

- What the hell are you talking about? - Leave it to me.

You never told me where it was.

This may end badly, God forbid.

But it would be good if your sons knew where the money is.

Don't you think?

- He's screwed. He won't last. - Yeah, he's screwed. The bastard.

How come you knew about the money? I had no clue.

Roberto told me.

- Roberto? - Yes.

- Roberto, the baker? - Yeah.

He told him that, with all the bastards out there,

he didn't trust the banks.

A judge could order the banks

to reveal how much you owned, and they'd comply.

So he buried it.

- What if he never talks again? - What do you think?

We'll have to search around until the six million appear.

Six million? He has six million euros buried somewhere?

What a stupid idea to bury them. They'll get moldy.

Do we have to go now?

Not yet. We have to wait.

- What can I get you? - A carajillo.

- Why are we meeting here? - What's the problem?

Daniel doesn't like us coming here.

I don't like how he runs the business either, so what?

This place serves the best carajillo.

And that snitch's daughter? She's hot.

Okay.

What's up with you?

Nothing.

I like to look at you.

If you're gonna smile so much, you should fix those teeth.

Damn.

She's into me.

Those bastards are up to something.

- Did you think about what I told you? - What?

Talking to the new lawyer about the bidding process.

She just arrived. What would she know?

Precisely, she's not in their pocket yet.

The usual lawyers live off those people.

We can't trust them when our livelihood's at stake.

Listen to me.

If the Padíns are determined to take our bar,

they'd bid so hard, we couldn't possibly do anything.

No matter how good our lawyer is.

We gotta go, they're coming.

- How much is it? - One euro.

{an8}SAMUEL WE'RE LEAVING NOW

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

- Nilo. I'm so sorry about your father. - Thank you.

- Come with me for a second. - Sure.

Listen.

- They're all out of jail. - Great.

- The prosecutor wants seven years. - What? They didn't find anything.

I told them to rest assured they will surely drop the charges.

So can we count on them, or should we look for other people?

Never mind them now. They're probably being followed.

That can be useful for us.

- It'll happen tonight. - You're kidding.

Relax. Everything's under control.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Okay. Thanks.

- Bye. I have to go. - Sure.

- Daniel. - There's my favorite godson.

- I'm so sorry. - I know.

- What a bummer. - It's tough.

Listen, I wanted to ask you to count on me.

- I do. What for? - What do you think, Daniel?

If there's anything I can do, I could honestly use the money.

- You need money? - No.

- I'll give you some. How much? - No, it's not that. You know what I mean.

Enough of that nonsense, and focus on your studies, okay?

They're not mutually exclusive. Help me out.

I am helping you out. You can still stay out of this.

I mean, it's worked out for you.

- There's something tonight, right? - Really? Where did you hear that?

- I'm not a fool. - No, you're too smart.

If your parents find out... They're respectable people.

They won't, if you don't tell them.

- Here. Take it. - No.

It's 400 euros. I'll give it to the priest for charity.

There you go. Cheer up.

Off you go.

- Yes, Naranjo? - We've got movement.

They're going to the cemetery now.

- Okay. What about Daniel? - He's still here.

Okay. Thanks.

One moment.

Your phones.

What for?

So your nagging girlfriend doesn't call.

For crying out loud. You look like rookies. Let's do this.

- Why do we have to go, man? - What?

- Why do we have to go? - I don't know. You're asking me?

Nobody ever knows anything around here.

The boat should be here. The cell phone signal stopped moving.

The other one's working, right? This one.

The tracker we gave him is still working. They're heading to open sea.

Yes. We have a few hours ahead of us.

It seems there's gonna be action tonight.

Always keeping the Civil Guard in the dark.

It's baffling how they don't say a word about what they're up to.

Aren't we the good guys? We're not like them?

Not like them, man.

They're special.

Incorruptible.

Goddamn GRECO.

With great hope, we bid farewell to our brother Amado.

His life among us is testament

that we have no permanent abode in this world.

As long as we live, we're exiled, far from the Lord.

Let's pray in silence for the eternal rest of our brother.

At this time, we look to Christ...

- What is it? - Did you find the seafood?

Are you trying to get caught and have your leaves revoked?

What would you know?

Do you have all the spider crabs, or not?

They're on it.

Daniel, the party needs to be perfect this time.

FIFO THEY JUST LEFT

- There's a lot at stake, you know? - Don't worry, the party will be great.

- I got the best band in Galicia. - Right.

- Thy will be done... - Bye.

...on earth, as it is in Heaven.

Let us pray to the Father of Mercy to welcome His servant Amado,

and grant him a place among the righteous in happiness.

- In the name of our Lord, Jesus Christ. - Amen.

May the blessing of God Almighty, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,

descend upon you and always be with you.

Thank you for coming.

- Bye. - Bye.

- What's up, Roberto? - Nilo. Damn, I'm so sorry.

- I loved your father very much. - He loved you too. And so do all of us.

Listen. About that money he buried in one of our lands...

- Any idea where it could be? - I don't. He'd go to his lands.

- But I don't know anything. - You don't know.

- Take care, all right? - Let me know if you remember anything.

- Okay. - See you.

Thanks, Roberto.

Did he say anything? Did Dad tell him where he hid it?

It's in one of his lands, but he has no idea.

You're kidding. There must be at least 70 lots.

The old bastard.

If Natalia gets it in the will, you can forget about it.

Carmelo will keep the money to himself.

- Get out of here, he's such an honest guy. - Honest, my ass!

- He's a coward. - You can't stand your brother-in-law.

That's right.

- Muñiz. - Let it ring.

Pick up, bastard.

Son of a bitch.

Following target to the north-northwest. Awaiting instructions.

As soon as you see the target, launch the operation. Okay?

- Do we wait for the chopper? - No. We don't wait for anyone.

Copy that.

- Okay, Mom, I'm leaving. - You're leaving?

- Aren't you coming home? - Again?

We have to see people off, Marco. We need to tend...

I can't, I'm meeting someone.

Meeting people? Who are you meeting on your granddad's wake?

Friends who want to give me their condolences.

- Okay, bye. - Don't talk to me like that.

Will you say something?

- What? - Why don't you say something?

Let him go. He's right. This is a drag.

- I'm off to watch the soccer. - Carmelo.

Moncho, wait. Listen.

What's up, Marco?

- I'm coming with you tonight, okay? - You're coming?

Daniel said to talk to you.

- Daniel? Right. - Let's go back and ask him, if you like.

No. Relax, it's not necessary.

Here, write down this number, and wait for me to call you.

Awesome, man.

It might be late.

Whenever. You name it, I'll be there.

Okay.

All right.

What is a cop doing here?

What the hell? What the hell are you doing here?

- Where the hell is Daniel? - What are you doing here?

Where's Daniel, goddammit?

Hey.

It's fine. Come here.

Listen to me.

- What are you doing here? - You need to call off tonight.

- What about tonight? - Don't play stupid.

Whatever you're up to.

What happened?

What happened?

GRECO is on your tail, that's what.

They're waiting for you and you don't take my fucking calls.

No need to get heated. We'll see who is waiting for whom.

This is a joke. Does this look familiar to you?

Familiar? You think I have a sonar up my ass?

We wrote down the wrong coordinates when we anchored the cargo.

That was fucking Manolo.

Manolo should be here diving.

- Customs Patrol. - Goddammit.

- Shit. - Prepare to be boarded.

- What do we do? - Hands in the air.

Do as they say. Put your hands up.

What? Did they catch them?

You're unbelievable.

You're a beast, you know that?

- Empty back there. - Nothing here.

Nothing, it's clean. No trace of the merchandise.

What?

Nothing. They found nothing.

Shit.

Thank you to everyone for your efforts.

Lower it. We need to pull out the rest.

Come on, we don't have all fucking day.

Okay.

No one goes anywhere until I say so, okay?

- Let's check the boat. - We did. There's nothing.

Check it again.

Finally, dammit. I've been here all night. Where are you?

Here, on the promenade.

All right, sounds good.

All right.

Let's go!

- Hurry, dammit! - Let's go, guys!

Come on, dammit! Step on it!

Hey, you! What the hell are you doing here?

- Take this. - Come on.

Come on, go!

Yes?

Okay. We've got the octopus for the party.

Did you make sure it's got all its arms?

It's got everything. Arms, head, and all.

Perfect.

Bye.

Subtitle translation by: Felipe M.