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1 Mike, I'm taking Alicia to the station. Get an ambulance ready.

Hang in there, Alicia. It will be okay.

I'm driving a woman who needs an ambulance.

Get out.

Let me take her to the station.

Don't worry. We'll take it from here.

Listen, she's had something injected.

Javier Reyes,

you're under arrest for kidnapping.

Move it.

Move.

We heard you killed Officer Santos.

Do you know what we do to cop killers?

Let's go.

WE WERE KINGS

What's up, Rodri?

Are you watching porn among the dead?

No. Shut up. Just some funny YouTube videos.

What brings you here, Mike?

Well...

that fake cop they shot in Xalpita...

was my uncle.

I'm sorry.

And was that Nazarene guy your relative too?

Santos.

He was my friend.

Listen, the autopsy results and the ballistics report...

Should I give those to Ortega too?

What do you mean "too"?

So there was an autopsy and a ballistics report for Santos' case?

Of course.

It wasn't mandatory before, but it is now. Especially since he was an officer.

Why did Ortega ask you to give those to him?

I don't know. I just follow orders.

You should ask him.

What are you doing here?

I was at the morgue and found out something interesting...

We need to talk.

Yes. We need to talk.

You know what this is about.

It's about Taiguer being your father.

You knew I was his son?

I know more than you think.

I feel awful, Ortega.

I always treated him like shit.

I watched him die. I just saw him on a table at the morgue.

Why didn't my mom tell me about him?

Was it rape?

- Did he force her? - Relax.

It just didn't work out.

That's how love goes.

Why didn't she do anything after he died?

He was my father.

Nora is two steps ahead of you, man.

She came to see me to make sure he didn't end up in a mass grave.

Because he was your father.

I surrender.

- Dispatch, this is Officer Reyes... - Put that down.

What are you doing?

So this is the good brother of my Javo?

I love young people, Ortega.

They think they're living in a fucking movie.

Just like you when you'd started.

You thought you were in Miami Vice.

Leave, Javier.

You are free. Go!

This man is dangerous.

He's a kidnapper, Ortega.

Same as your brother.

Things need to be fair, Mike.

The law should be upheld equally.

If we arrest Venegas,

we need to arrest Javo.

They'd get 30 years each.

Except it would be hell for Javo,

while this asshole would have a luxury suite and lackeys.

I'm sure Venegas would kill Javo in there.

I'm disappointed, Ortega.

You were a role model to me, but you're nothing but a crooked cop.

When I protected you and your brother, you didn't think that way.

You call me crooked,

but you've lived your whole life under the same roof as a thief.

I don't get your criteria.

When it comes to family, the bad guys are not really bad.

Isn't that so?

What then?

Do we arrest them or release them?

Make a choice right now.

Santos was my only reason to live.

Don't say that, Malena.

There's so much to live for.

So much to live for?

Only I know how I feel, Heidi.

Malena, you're going to have a baby.

So many people love you.

There's Javo.

He killed Santos with what he said.

And he lied to me.

He loves you.

What happened was a tragedy.

And who is at fault in a tragedy?

No one is to blame.

They are both responsible.

Saying Javier killed him is not taking responsibility.

Santos didn't drink, and that day he did, because you insisted.

- Forgive Javo. - I will not forgive him!

Not only did he hide things, he also lied!

He said the killer ran away, and that guy never existed, Heidi.

He made a mockery of my pain.

You don't do that to someone you love.

And him being young is no excuse.

My son was the same age and he was irreproachable.

He was not irreproachable.

He made mistakes too.

You know what? I won't let you say that.

My son was an upstanding man. He was going to be a Nazarene.

He made that promise so he could save this house.

Santos wasn't upstanding nor perfect. He wasn't the saint everybody thinks.

He didn't make that promise to save this house.

You know what? You should leave.

Get out, please.

You can be mad at me.

But not at your grandson.

Santos is baby Santos' dad.

Did you think the name was merely a tribute?

What are you saying?

You were like a little sister to him.

It can't be true. He wouldn't...

He was no saint, Malena.

Just like Javo, he hid the truth from you all this time.

He lied about being a Nazarene and the Señor de la Cuevita.

The Kings of the East.

It's who we were.

We hung out here as kids.

So many dreams were born here.

K. O. T. E.

This wall still holds who we are.

The mark of our identity, brother.

What do I do with you?

I've been thinking for days.

You don't know how tempted I am to arrest you.

Throw you in the slammer.

If it's what you have to do,

go ahead, Miguel.

Get me out of the way.

Malena broke up with me anyway.

You must be happy now.

No.

You don't know me at all.

I'm not like that.

It's Malena who doesn't love you.

You know where to hit me.

Between this wall and Malena, you're killing me, Mike.

I regret everything, really.

I know I can't fix it and I know I have to...

I want to pay for what I did.

So I'm asking you, I'm begging you, to take me to the station.

I want this to be over.

What? What are you going to do?

Are you going to execute me?

Jail's not enough for you.

These are really cute.

Mom, these things you've made are lovely.

They're all hand-knitted by his great grandma.

When did you have the time?

Miguel, why are you doing that to your brother?

Your little Javo...

has something to tell you.

What is this, Mike? Huh?

Your chance to explain what you've done. It's either this, or jail.

So it's just me standing accused?

Because you're the only thief.

The only kidnapper.

Kidnapper? What?

What are you talking about?

Explain it to them!

Mom.

When Santos died, I wanted to help Malena pay off her house.

And I stole the wrong truck.

The owner threatened to kill all of you if I didn't kidnap Alicia.

I had no choice.

How is Alicia?

Not well. She's fighting to stay alive.

Mom,

did you know?

Yes.

You're covering for him too? Aren't you a cop?

Why is he fucking here?

- Mom. - Take him to the station.

Mom.

I know it's nobody's fault but my own.

I didn't think someone like you existed.

I don't even want to know what happened with Santos.

Everything that happened, everything I hid...

Every stupid shit I did was for love.

Because I love Malena.

Lucky you have a brother who won't arrest you.

- There's no place for you here, Javier. - Mom!

You can't live here.

- Get out! - Mom.

- Please. - I said get out!

Yes. You better leave.

TAIGUER'S JUNKYARD

I'm sorry this makes you uncomfortable, Mom...

but it's time you tell me, okay?

Well...

I was very young when I met Taiguer.

I fell in love at first sight.

We dated in secret for a while,

and then

I got pregnant.

I asked him to give up his life

as a thief.

I told him to choose. It was either that life or me.

That was no life for a baby, nor to start a family.

And so I was left alone,

expecting a child.

Miguel Ángel had always been in love with me.

He was a good man.

He knew all about Taiguer and I, and he didn't care.

So then...

we moved in together,

and the rest is history.

I should have told you the truth a long time ago...

but I never had the guts.

I wanted to believe that you'd never find out.

I'm sorry, son.

I assumed you'd come here.

Come with me.

I've slept over here a lot, but never without Taiguer.

Spending the night here without him...

It feels really strange.

After all, this is like a graveyard.

It's a graveyard for cars.

There are only ruins.

It's all dead.

All these years must have been very lonely for Taiguer.

It's clear to me that he chose this life.

He forced himself to be lonely, to live among car corpses,

as a punishment.

You need to go, Javo.

It's hard for me to say this, but...

it's not safe for anyone if you stay.

Venegas is untouchable, and he is furious with you.

He could target us to get back at you.

No one at home will even talk about you.

- And Malena... - I know.

I had thought about that.

In fact, I had decided.

I'll get my things and go up north.

You should see her.

Say goodbye to her.

She's with the Nazarenes.

Malena needs to get closure.

Javo...

I love you, man.

You'll always be my little brother.

I will always love you.

I heard everything you told Mike.

When Taiguer got you pregnant,

how old were you?

Sixteen.

I was just a kid.

And did you tell Grandma and Grandpa

who the baby's father was?

No.

My dad never spoke to me again.

He died many years later, without knowing.

I've never wanted to hurt you.

Everything I've done

was so you didn't make the same mistakes.

You must hate me for demanding to know who the father was,

when I myself never told.

I don't hate you, Mom.

I understand you more than ever.

And...

I think you understand me better too.

Mike told me that I might find you here. And I wanted to say goodbye, Malena.

I have something to tell you.

I'm pregnant.

Why didn't you tell me?

- You were busy kidnapping people. - I explained why, Malena.

I've thought about it and...

I could never be with you after what you did to Santos.

And besides...

I don't want a baby with someone who does that, for whatever reason.

Are you keeping it?

Yes.

- They will be born, they'll be happy. - Yes.

With their mom.

Just their mom?

- Will you raise it alone? - I've done it before.

I never needed a man with Santos, and I don't now.

But that baby's mine too.

Malena, please.

I want things to go back to how they were. I want to fix things. We can do that.

- If we love each other... - You don't understand.

Life took a child from me.

Now it's giving me another.

It's my chance to get it right.

And I'm not going to waste it.

- You don't love me anymore, right? - I do.

I will always love you.

But it hurts too much.

Love and happiness need to be earned.

You and I haven't earned anything.

I love you madly, Malena.

I can't picture life without you.

I would rather die.

And if one day you can forgive me,

I'll be here for you, for my child.

{n8}DEAR UNCLE TAIGUER

I LOVE YOU LOTS HEIDI

BUS STATION

The bus leaving for Tijuana is about to depart.

Passengers, please gather at the door.

- Call me when you arrive. - I miss you already.

Good morning to our colleagues of the Iztapalapa Police Department.

We are here today to acknowledge that, thanks to the heroic efforts

of Officers Martín Ortega,

and Miguel Ángel Reyes,

a kidnapping ring operating in our district was taken down.

The band was led by Brian Tejada, a.k.a. Pitbull,

and Sandro Pérez, a.k.a. Chano.

Therefore, our local Department awards them the Police Medal of Merit.

They have both decided to dedicate it to the late officer Raúl Santos Escobar.

I also have the pleasure to announce Officer Reyes' promotion

to second lieutenant.

Congratulations.

Your new office looks great, Mike.

Thanks.

I wanted to show you something. Have a seat.

The forensic report.

CAUSE OF DEATH: GUNSHOT WOUND

I could take advantage of the situation, tell you Javo is guilty,

and get him out of the picture.

But that's not me.

As you saw on the report, it was an accident.

Javo is innocent.

My Santos wouldn't kill himself.

No.

I didn't say that.

Sometimes in life, tragedy strikes.

You're just defending your brother.

And I'll defend my son.

I'm not defending anything.

It's on the report.

Santos' gun went off.

Even if Javier didn't pull the trigger,

he's still guilty, Mike.

Just as much as me.

He killed my son with his stubbornness.

I wanted to stop this thing we started while drunk.

I couldn't stop myself, either.

Far from helping me end things, he got us deeper into it.

He told him everything.

And my Santos couldn't bear it.

I told him explicitly not to do it.

"If you tell him, you'll kill him, Javier."

And he didn't care.

So don't try to convince me, because I won't ever forgive him.

Sometimes you keep things to avoid hurting others.

Or because you're dumb.

Or you can't find the right time, or the right words.

Count on me for anything you need.

{n8}Taiguer was so sweet.

{n8}A FEW DAYS LATER

{n8}The days I spent with him were incredible.

He was so attentive and generous.

He washed his hands with turpentine to hold Santos.

Yes. Taiguer had a big heart.

He was always there for people.

But he never told anyone.

I thought he only cared about his Camaro.

I'll miss that asshole.

I mean, my uncle.

My father.

At Nora's request,

I chose some words from the encyclical Veritatis Splendor.

"The truth, as much as it burns,

will never leave as many scars

as secrets

or lies."

"As John the Baptist says,

'I have no greater joy than to hear that my children

walk in truth.'"

Excuse me, Nora.

Thank you, Father.

My dear son...

My love.

Your friends wanted to pay tribute to you

and dedicate these medals to you.

And I just wanted to tell you...

that I will always love you.

I'll leave you this humble gift.

The truth burns,

but it leaves less scars than lies.

Say hi to your dad, little one.

You are nothing but love

and shouldn't be burdened with lies.

I'm sorry, Mom. I should have told you sooner.

I knew that the moment Santos saw his little face,

it would all be okay.

How's your pregnancy going?

I'm enjoying it more than the first time.

If there's something I've learned, is that a father is someone who steps us.

Your baby will need a father.

I would like to be there for you both.

My friend.

I hope one day you can forgive me for not telling you the truth sooner.

I love Malena.

I swear I'm going to get myself straight.

But some things will never change.

{n8}K.O.T.E.

What will never change is who we are,

the fucking kings of this place!

IN MEMORY OF LYNN FAINCHTEIN

Subtitle translation by Mariela Rascioni