Original subtitles

- Where are you heading? - José Padín?

Who's asking?

We're journalists.

We're working on a report about the legends of drug trafficking,

and we were told you...

You were misinformed. Tell him to turn off the camera.

- Aren't you José Padín? - We have the right to film.

On the street, you do. In there, you don't.

That's actually something we'd like you to talk about.

Is it true the parking lot where you work while on probation belongs to you?

That's a lie.

Well, to a company that belongs to your lawyer.

So what? I work here, end of story.

Tell your friend to turn off the camera, or I'm calling the cops.

- That would be ironic. - What would be ironic?

Me calling the cops?

Isn't law enforcement for everyone? Or just to fuck with me?

Turn it off before you drop it.

Turn it off.

José, it'll just be a second.

I'm really interested in this topic and, besides,

I'm a big admirer of yours.

So, if you don't mind, the camera is off and it'll just be a second.

I'm working, man.

Just a moment, please.

- Dammit. Mario! - Yeah?

- Cover for me. - On it.

Okay, follow me.

GANGS OF GALICIA

Don't worry, it'll be fine, okay?

- Enough with the whispering. - What are you gonna do?

The real question is what were you planning to do?

Were you about to run off with the money without saying a word? Was that the plan?

Well, I guess that plan is screwed. Big-time.

Wait till your dad hears about this.

Your dumbass father's gonna be thrilled

when he finds out what his son had planned.

With his girlfriend.

Can I give you a ride home?

Clara, please.

Why did you have to come? To expose us in front of everyone?

You want to get him killed?

He said he didn't see anyone. He knows nothing.

After that, he didn't say another word all day.

Didn't even open his mouth to me.

Is that answer enough for you?

Now you two, get in. And no funny business, okay?

Don't piss me off more than I already am.

Where are we going?

You ask too many questions. You'll see.

{an8}The cops are bastards.

{an8}DRUG TRAFFICKER

{an8}I regret what I did.

But what they're doing to me is unfair.

So, do you think your sentence is unfair?

If I were someone else, I'd have been out years ago.

Not to mention if I were a politician. I could have a pool...

What the hell was that? Has he gone crazy?

- No, they caught him off-guard. - Off-guard, my ass.

Just tell them to piss off.

Why would he get himself interviewed at a time like this?

Maybe this will get them to back off for a few days.

It puts us in the spotlight, damn it.

How long until they come stick their cameras up our asses,

and ask questions?

We're not in the mood for questions.

Calm down, will you? You've got a short temper.

Don't worry, I know how to handle those folks.

Yeah, but be polite, Toño. You can't go berserk.

I got it, damn it!

Unbelievable. They say I don't think things through.

Can't you talk to him?

Yeah, I'll talk to him, but we have to let Nilo know too.

Yeah, I called him earlier. He's not answering his phone.

- Where's your brother? - How would I know?

- He's been acting mysterious lately. - Damn it.

Probably found a girlfriend.

It's a failing police force...

Man...

- What's up? - Okay.

- How's it going? Got a date for the party? - Not yet.

- Jesus, man. - Yeah, you know how this goes.

- We need to discuss something. - Is it urgent?

I'm kind of tied up at the moment.

Guess who I'm with.

I'm not in the mood for guessing. What's up?

With your godson, yeah.

The little bastard tried to pull a fast one on me.

- What happened? - He's got some nerve.

This guy's a real piece of work.

- Can you believe he tried to rob me? - What the hell?

Yes, sir.

Me, his mother, and everyone else.

Wait till I tell his damn father.

Nilo, calm down before you go Carmelo's place.

I have it in for him.

Precisely, today's not the day for trouble.

Okay? So what's up? He was with Laura's daughter?

Yeah. She's here too, the girl genius.

Okay. Hold on. Let me talk to them and see if we can clear things up.

Everything's crystal clear here. Crystal clear.

Nilo, don't make me fucking lose it.

Yeah, I got you.

- Go on home, I'll be there shortly. Bye. - Bye.

What happened?

Marco.

Damn kid.

- Should I come with you? - No. You guys stay here.

...strictly adheres to the established regulations...

I want to buy two boats. Two fishing boats, here in Portugal.

And you want me to handle it?

I want you to do what you did before.

Make sure no one finds out who bought them.

They're for your dad.

Even though he's in jail, he's still running operations, isn't he?

If I answered that, I'd have to kill you.

Rosa.

Ana, you had an appointment now. Where are you?

I'll be there in half an hour.

- But these people... - I know, Rosa.

Just do what you can.

- Go get some coffee, muffins... - Okay.

See you later.

- Have they left? - Her husband had to go to work.

Dammit.

I completely lost track of time.

Your boy is worried, and I don't blame him.

Well, he shouldn't worry so much. I'm the one stuck in a hole here.

Padín.

While he's gallivanting with that lawyer, I'm stuck handing out tickets in a booth

until they decide to grant me my freedom.

Which they would've done already if you weren't so useless.

You don't do a damn thing.

Oh, we also have Rosendo's thing tomorrow.

- Rosendo? - Yeah, about the fish market.

- It was in the email you sent me. - Right. The fish market.

All right. I'll prepare the email for signing tomorrow.

I promise.

- Shall we sit here? - Sure.

Listen. The issue here is you were illegally filmed.

And without your consent.

- So what? - "So what?" We can press charges.

Right, and draw more public attention? No way.

All right, Rosa, that's enough.

What's wrong?

Rosa? Seriously, what's going on?

Three beers.

Ana, it's just...

What?

I can't do this.

No fucking way...

I'll call you back.

They threatened me.

- What? - Yes, they said something about my dad.

If I'm indicted, he'd be devastated, you know?

No, I don't understand. What happened? Who threatened you?

Naranjo.

He made me bug your office.

I'm sorry.

INCOMING CALL NAZARIO

Not now, for fuck's sake.

What the fuck? What's with this guy?

Oh my God! No!

What the hell are you doing?

Calm down. Take it easy.

What the hell is he doing?

What are you doing?

I need you to send someone right away.

We're in Cambados. At the bar on the promenade.

Someone's shooting. He just fired again.

- He's coming outside. - He's coming outside.

He's coming outside.

He's coming outside, he still has the gun.

Okay, thank you.

Let's go.

God.

Toño!

Oh, God.

Wow, Mr. TV guy.

Hey. I finally talked to the cousins.

Oh, yeah?

What did they say?

- He's heading to Nilo's place. - Don't worry.

Call Daniel. He's there.

Tell Daniel.

- Rosa, call an ambulance. - Okay.

Please.

I need an ambulance. Fast.

- Fuck! - Here, in Cambados!

Several wounded, one's losing a lot of blood.

Please, hurry.

- All set for the baptism. - Good, should I start looking for a gift?

Yes. We'll buy it as soon as you arrive.

Together?

For such a big gift, it's better if we both go.

All right. Bye.

- Come and check this out. - What is it?

Look what these geniuses found.

No fucking way.

- Your dad's money? - Yes, sir.

Where did they find this?

Where did you find it? How did this happen?

Holy shit. This son of a bitch.

- What? - Holy shit.

Fuck me. Where'd this bastard...?

What are you doing, you bastard?

- María! - No! Marco, no!

María! No. María.

María, stay with me.

- Hang in there, please. - Samuel, you bastard!

We're gonna kill you, asshole!

- Stay with me, María! - Daniel!

María. Hang in there.

- Daniel! - María!

Daniel!

- Daniel, holy shit. - María!

- Call an ambulance! Hurry! - I'm on it.

Listen to me, María.

Help!

An ambulance! Send an ambulance quickly, please!

- There are people wounded. - It's gonna be okay. It's okay.

- María! - No, look at me.

María...

Help!

I don't know anything about any money.

All I know is the kid found it, I think.

And what happened next...

was a tragedy, nothing more.

Yeah, sure.

A tragedy.

You wanted to teach Samuel a lesson, but it got out of hand, didn't it?

He lost it and took it out on a 17-year-old girl.

That's what happened next.

Samuel will spend the rest of his life in jail. And you...

You might walk out that door

like nothing happened.

But you're responsible for María's death.

And that will haunt you for the rest of your life.

Hi, Marco.

Daniel sent me.

I see.

The police need to clear up what happened.

Among other things, where that money came from.

That's why you're here. So we need to find an explanation.

Tell Daniel I don't want his help, okay?

Marco, Daniel saved your life.

But not María's.

He didn't save hers.

If she's dead, it's because of him.

Because of all of us.

Me too.

No, Marco. What happened has nothing to do with...

She said it was tainted.

That it was dirty money.

She was right.

And I dragged her along to find it.

What are you gonna do?

You think I'm responsible too, don't you?

That if I hadn't pushed Samuel so hard, none of this would've happened.

It's one thing to push and another to fabricate evidence.

True.

So, what now?

Are you gonna report me?

Have you told anyone that, in our job, sometimes...

we have to take shortcuts

so those guys don't make fools of us?

No. I haven't told anyone.

In part, because I was also involved in it.

Thank you.

Naranjo, I give you my word I won't do it.

If this all ends well and we arrest the Padíns...

I'm out.

And I hope you take over.

That will be my referral anyway.

We are not to judge anyone.

Only God knows the hearts of people.

And only He knows what lies within the human heart.

Therefore, His justice is always guided by mercy.

At this time, we turn our gaze to Christ,

who died for our sins and was raised for our redemption.

Lord, have mercy.

Christ, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Christ, have mercy.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.

May I come in?

They said you wanted to see me.

How are you?

Can you come closer?

Yes, of course.

Do you remember when the ambulance came?

- That moment. - Yes. I remember everything.

I can't get something out of my head.

Your face.

You were bleeding out, Daniel. I don't know.

But...

I might be wrong...

It just felt like you were more than...

concerned.

You know I had nothing to do with Samuel, right?

That was my father's doing.

He wanted to send a message.

- He wanted to send a message? - Yes.

And that's why a 17-year-old girl is dead?

He made a mistake.

He's been making mistakes for a long time, Daniel.

You think I don't know that too? But that's going to change.

- Is it? - Yes.

When?

When I can get away from him.

I can't right now.

The people in charge trust him.

And not you?

If what I'm planning works out,

they might.

Well...

Then make sure it works out.

That's why I need to ask you a favor.

I need your help.

You need my help?

I need you to make a trip for me.

MÁLAGA - COSTA DEL SOL AIRPORT

FROM: MARÍA MARTÍNEZ SILVA

Give me your phone.

Kill the engine and get out of the car.

We're taking this one. You're driving.

Straight ahead?

It's up there.

Pull in here.

Here.

What are we doing here?

Strip.

Excuse me?

I want to see if you're hiding anything.

- But it was Daniel who sent me. - Yeah.

It seems Daniel trusts you, but...

I'm not Daniel.

And now that I'm almost free, I don't trust anyone.

A girl died.

Your son nearly died too.

All because you wanted to send some damn message.

It was his fault. He wouldn't listen, and look.

He's in the hospital, and we've got a big mess.

Turn around.

- You can get dressed now. - Done?

If it were up to me, I'd stop everything now, but...

Right. But you can't.

Because the ship with the cargo is on its way,

and it's passing the rendezvous point on a date that can't be changed.

That's why your son sent me here.

Memorize these coordinates.

And don't write them down anywhere.

Memorize them.

Your ticket.

London, Rotterdam, Dakar.

- I could get there sooner via Paris. - Right, but this way's better.

Someone will be waiting for you.

Give them the coordinates and come back.

Simple, right?

Simple?

- Hello? - Times Square Terrace. 6:00 pm.

Hello?

Hello?

Here, hold this for me.

- Aren't you supposed to use that crutch? - Nonsense.

They forced me to. I'll burn it when I get home.

- Where's the car? - There. Should I bring it around?

- No, it's fine. How's your brother? - He's struggling.

Have you heard from Marco?

He wants nothing to do with us. Told him he should stop seeing her.

- I'll talk to him. - Good luck with that.

He won't answer his phone, and my sister doesn't want us near him.

- We're stopping at the port. - Don't you wanna go home first?

No. We'll make a stop there first.

- Want me to...? - No.

I'll go in alone.

It all happened in a second.

Before I knew it, María was on the ground.

Daniel,

you could've left when your mother died.

You were good to her.

You took care of her through her illness.

You were by her side until the end.

But then...

They said you were doing well in school.

You had money, you could've done anything with your life.

And you chose this.

No.

No. I didn't choose.

That's right.

You didn't choose, no. Your father did.

He needed someone to watch over the house, right?

Someone obedient.

Someone trustworthy who wouldn't steal from him.

So he said, "Stay!"

And you stayed.

That's what he turned you into.

A dog.

I'm sorry.

- Taxi, miss? - Yes.

Thank you.

- Times Square Terrace, please. - Yes, miss.

Okay, stop here, please.

- But the bar is far. - It's fine.

- Miss. - No, thank you.

To the airport, please.

- Hello? - Turn around.

- I'm being followed. - No. They're waiting for you.

Go to the meeting.

Okay, but I don't want to compromise anyone.

- Relax, everything's fine. - How is everything fine?

Did you send him?

Yes, he's looking out for you.

Looking out for me or watching me?

- Well, it's the same thing. - Not for me, it isn't.

Look, I already told you I don't trust anyone.

Everything's going according to plan. That's all.

Okay.

Son of a bitch.

- Ana? - Sandro?

Nice to meet you.

Look. The ship has been docked for three weeks now, waiting.

You tell them I said so when you get back.

I won't risk phoning anyone, but we need to call this off.

Something here isn't right.

Right, but unless you explain what's going on,

and won't talk to them directly,

I can't convince them to call anything off.

And you should know it's Padín who personally sent me.

And here I am.

So take it or leave it.

Well, okay. Got it.

I didn't realize it was Padín.

Look, there's some weird stuff going on.

Too many familiar faces popping up everywhere.

Know what I mean?

I feel like they're waiting for us to make a move to catch us red-handed.

I see.

It's not DEA agents.

How do you know that?

Because I also had a weird feeling.

And it was Padín's people.

Right.

So, now that you know the score...

do you want the coordinates or not?

María sent me a letter before she left.

She really loved you, you know?

I loved her too.

I'm sorry.

- There's no need to... - I'm sorry.

It's okay.

You were right all along.

We should've left this place a long time ago.

- It was my fault. - No, not at all.

We decided to stay because we're stubborn...

and didn't want to be driven out of here.

Why didn't you leave?

As I said, we were stubborn and...

And afraid, I guess.

Afraid?

Yes. We didn't know anything outside this place, so we stayed.

We stayed and harbored all that anger

and resentment.

María didn't deserve to live like that.

We wanted to leave.

She can't anymore, but you can.

- Huh? - No.

- Yes. - No.

- What for? - Listen. You're still in time.

For what?

What are you gonna do then?

- Stay here and shrug it off? - No.

I won't shrug it off.

She wanted to tell you what she heard.

What we heard when they took Samuel.

But I stopped her.

- Well, best not to dwell on that now. - Yeah. If only I could.

In any case, it's too late.

I'm more than willing to come and talk wherever necessary,

but anything you say about Samuel's kidnapping won't...

No, that's not why I asked to see you.

They're planning something.

I want you to catch them,

throw them all in jail, and make sure they never get out.

Can you prove it?

No, not me.

Then what?

I know someone who can get it from the inside.

All right.

Subtitle translation by: Felipe M.