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If I could see my husband again,
I would only tell him one thing.

That I was so lucky to have him.

I will win her over again.

Bea, stop it.

There is nothing beyond.

Yes there is. My father.

The Butcher is still alive.

What do you want?

Catch that murderer.

The Butcher died and came back
five years later.

-Right?
-Right.

Then he killed that poor girl,
Margot.

Then, the factory.

I want to see his face again.

He tricked us

so the police would close the case.

What's the bastard playing at?

Mr. Márquez, he is a hostile!

The hostile agents,
our enemies, want to kill you.

That makes me feel much better.

This will make you feel even better.

It's an extremely powerful energy
accumulator. Gateway technology.

Strategically placing the two devices
and two others I'm finishing,

creates a security fence

to detect supernatural beings.

Let's see, where is the battery?

In the Tio-Pio district.

Well, you'd better find it,
because it's been stolen.

Who might have taken it?

The Grandfather. The M30 area
belongs to him and his lowlifes.

I don't want to be rude, but...
You're not telling the truth.

The test are for my father-in-law.

-He has Alzheimer's?
-Yes.

Arturo, we want
to tell you something.

What do you want to tell me?
That I have Alzheimer's?

You already told me.

Can I go back
to reading the newspaper?

Grandpa. Guess who's coming
to the game with you?

-I thought you didn't like football.
-Well...

Football isn't important.
It's who you share it with.

I know about you and Susana.

Susana has suffered a lot.

I hope you won't make her
suffer even more.

What the fuck!

A post-mortem amputation.

The fingerprints belong to Carranza.

Find out where Marvin went
when he escaped

and who was the last
to see him alive.

We'll catch this bastard.

They sever his arm, dig him up,

bury him again,
and throw his arm at you.

-I don't get it.
-It's a message.

It's his phone.

Patri, Jon just texted me.

He told me he found a part
I can use on my radio.

He sent me a location.

The workshop's full of stuff,

but all you want
is that old battery. Why?

-It's been stolen.
-It's not just a battery.

Okay, everyone.
Keep calm and nobody move a muscle.

I don't know what the hell's
in that thing, but I want it.

Let the kids go.

If you want it,
you'll have to kill me.

Got balls, Grandfather?

Your suicide strategy worked.

They ran off rather than deal
with a dead cop.

I got my battery back.

What is this? The Butcher?

He knows who I am.

Rayo, I will never leave you

El Rayo, ra ra ra

Rayito, you are a winner

-Rayito!
-Rayito is the winner!

Rayito, ra ra ra

Go, Rayito!

-Good evening.
-Do you have any rooms available?

Of course.

Here, except at El Orgullo,
I'm almost always alone.

Today you're the only customer.

Perfect.

I'm giving you a very sunny room,
sweetheart.

Happy birthday, honey.

Good morning, my love.

Mom, did you know that Dad
has a gift for you? A tape!

No! Bea, it's a surprise!

It's not a surprise,
he gives her one every year!

We aren't supposed to know,
big mouth.

Don't argue, today is my birthday!

Congratulations, Mom!

And the kisses?

I want more!

What's the tape you have for me?

-No!
-Does it say love?

-No, it doesn't say love.
-Seriously?

Susana? Girls?

Where are you?

They left
without saying anything. Fuck!

Happy birthday!

Careful! You'll make me
drop the coffee pot!

You thought
we had forgotten about you, right?

-Look at her face!
-Quit fooling around! You scared me!

-Happy birthday.
-Arturo, thank you.

Where were you?

Behind the sofa,
they almost break my hip.

-You'll be late.
-Mom, what will you do today?

-What will you do?
-Nothing special.

Of course.

I will stop by the Reina Sofia
Foundation, the Alzheimer unit.

That's great for your therapy.
It will help a lot.

-You'll do great, Grandpa.
-But the sessions are for you.

You've taken this worse than me!

Yes. Don't laugh, I'm serious.

Family therapy is the most
important part of the treatment.

Of course, Grandpa.
We'll be there. Won't we, Mom?

-What?
-We'll be there.

Yes, of course. Great idea, Arturo.

I'M ALIVE

Here you go.

Take a couple of sips,
and let's get to work.

-I want to catch the bastard today.
-Thank you,

but I've been working
for a couple of hours already.

The energy accumulator
that The Grandfather stole...

-The battery.
-As you wish to call it.

It stopped working.

We currently
have no security perimeter.

Shit.

This dude spent hours under a bed,

waiting for his victims,
watching them.

He played with them
before killing them.

And that's what he's doing with us.

That's why I hacked the cameras
of all the banks,

malls, and stores in Madrid.

If his face comes on camera,
we'll know it.

See? We have him!

That's not The Butcher.

That's Raphael.

I need to tweak the system.

-Who is Raphael, by the way?
-Raphael?

A myth.

I'm going to work,
you go on with this.

As soon as you get him, let me know.

And don't do anything
without asking me. I mean it.

Understood?

Wait!

Who is it now, Chiquetete?

Go, Rayito, go!

Rayito, you are a winner

El Rayo Vallecano! Ra ra ra!

What is this?

The anthem of your adored
El Rayo Vallecano.

And in the background, look.
The Butcher.

What street is that?

Find it.

Let me know when you do.

-Mr. Márquez!
-You found it already?

No, it's not that.

Don't forget your wife's birthday.

Thank you.

I wouldn't forget it
if I died a dozen times.

Hi!

Jon, I need to tell you something.
Don't humor Bea.

We're getting mixed
in her craziness,

and we'll end
digging up corpses.

We have to stop her.

Guys! I have it all figured out.

-I know how to get the battery back.
-No. Absolutely not!

Did you see all the electrical junk
in the workshop?

They switched on
when we got close!

No! I'm out.

-Jon?
-Bea, this time I'm with Patri.

It could be dangerous.

if Márquez took it,
it has to be in his apartment.

And we're going to get it.

What are we, dumb?

He's a cop, and he's armed!

And we don't even know
where he lives!

There is a solution.

Do you mind
if we skip the first two classes?

Susana. You've been giving me
the cold shoulder for days.

Can we talk?

About when
we'll go back to the motel?

No. Of course not.

I see. It's because of Márquez.
That jerk talked to you, too.

David, I need some time to think.

-About what?
-About everything.

-Are you all right?
-Marvin Carranza.

You know his record by heart.

Disappeared, dead, dismembered.
Anything new?

We asked the heads of all the gangs,
but nobody's seen him.

And the crossbow?

If he stole it, he wasn't going
deer hunting in Vallecas, right?

-No trace of the crossbow.
-We're not in the Middle Ages.

Somebody had to see it.

I want two cars combing the streets.

The rest of you,
ask the family again,

the Ñeta and Trinitarios gangs,
and anybody else.

Bring them in if necessary.

I want to know
what happened to Marvin.

That's all. And be careful,

it's tough out there.

-My balls are tough.
-Márquez.

Stay here, catch up on paperwork.

-Me?
-Yes.

I'm sorry, Chief, but I think
I can be more useful in the street.

Maybe.
And limbs rain over your head, too.

Here we rotate positions.
Vargas, stay with him.

-Superb.
-I hate fucking paperwork.

-Pace yourself.
-You are so much alike in that.

Paperwork puts her
in a bad mood all day.

Is the plan clear to you?

Well, after your note,

your text,
and your post-it on my desk...

Come on. Say it back to me.

At 9:00 I end the shopping trip
and take your mother home.

Very good. Great.

-Does she suspect anything?
-Not at all!

-Sorry.
-Yes?

What doesn't she suspect?

It's my mother's birthday.
I'm throwing her a surprise party.

-She didn't invite you?
-No.

How could you miss that, child?

It's been five years since
my mother celebrated her birthday.

And I've had enough,
today she'll have a party.

Are you coming, then?

Of course.

-That's settled.
-Bring your nephew if you want.

I heard he's a hottie.

Who told you that?

I'm out of here,

I have fresh fingerprints
which won't identify themselves.

What I...

...said about your nephew
was just a silly comment.

What a coincidence. Hottie!

Have you identified the street?

Yes, I did, Mr. Márquez,
Espino Street.

But there's more.
You're going to be very happy.

You scare me.

I know where the Butcher is hiding.

In a hostel on the same street.

There's no doubt.
The trace is recent.

We have him!

Don't move until I get there.
Understood?

And don't even think
of going in alone.

Did you hear me?

Yes, Mr. Márquez. Loud and clear.

Inspector.

What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be in class?

No. We have the day off.

Alright.

We came to visit Susana.

About the workshop--

We won't tell anyone.

Bea, what happened yesterday
in the workshop stays between us.

-If you get in trouble again--
-I'll be a good girl, Inspector.

One last thing, Bea.

I was your age once, too.

Don't do anything stupid
that you'll regret later. Okay?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Thanks.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Was that a threat?

Basically, if we keep investigating
him, he'll cut our legs off.

I don't know, Patri.

We need to find out where he lives.
Get his address, all right?

We're gonna get
into so much trouble...

Is anybody here?

Madam?

Wake up, ma'am!

Holy Virgin, you scared me!

Good morning, madam.
It's a beautiful day. Right?

Beautiful dog. What's his name?

Dog.

So that I don't forget his name.

Are you here for a room, sweetie?

No. I'm looking for my cousin.

We were at a bachelor's party.

He got lost in the bars around here.

The bars with the floozies.

Exactly.

You kids!

Did he come here?

You saw him? Sure it was him?

Come closer, and I'll tell you.

I'm going to blow
your fucking head off.

Pardon?

I'm going to smash you, motherfucker!

Look at the cops
in this police station!

Hello.

Hi. What's up? Is something going on?

Nothing. What do you mean?

You don't come here often.

Shouldn't you be in class?

Today we start later.

And you are?

Jon.

-Bea's boyfriend.
-What?

You have a boyfriend?

No! Listen to me.

-I have an idea for mom's birthday.
-What?

A stand-up comic.
How does Leo Harlem sound?

-Leo Harlem, from TV?
-Can I use the toilet?

Yes. It's over there.

Yes. I think
Mom would like it, right?

It's something we'll never forget.

Do you really think
Leo Harlem would come home

to Mom's birthday?

She changes the channel
when those comedians come on.

-She only tolerates ventriloquists.
-Ventrilo-what?

Márquez. 27 Libertad Street,
first floor.

27 Libertad Street, first floor.

Well?

Is there something else,
or will you let me work?

Why not? I think it could be great.

What's up with you?

You really have
awesome toilets here.

In the movies, they seem filthy.

-Thank you, Jon.
-Well, Susana.

You don't like the idea.

I just wanted to help out.

-Think about it. Bye.
-Bye.

Weird.

Mr. Márquez.

Didn't I tell you to wait for me?

Mr. Márquez,
I have something terrible to confess.

What? Are you injured?

No, but thank you for worrying.

And that blood?

I killed an old woman.

What do you mean,
you killed an old woman?

Fuck, what a blood bath.

She's dead, right?

Dead? She's beyond dead,
look at that hole!

It was self-defense,
Mr. Márquez, I swear she shot me.

-Why would she shoot you?
-She's a hostile.

-What?
-I mean it.

-No. She's not a hostile.
-Why not?

She's an old lady in a rocking chair.

From that rocking chair,
she said she would blow my head off.

And then she shot me with a shotgun.

-She's a textbook hostile.
-Iago, I want to help you.

-But you have to tell me the truth.
-The truth is that she's a hostile!

Did you use the detector?

-No, I left it at home.
-Fuck.

You've shot an old lady.

-She talked very weird!
-Maybe she had a stroke or--

Mr. Márquez?

Mr. Márquez? Are you all right?

What shall we do? She's still alive.

Yes, María. Enough already.

No. A couple of hours of shopping
and a snack.

No, I want to have dinner
with the girls.

Okay, at Sebas' bar.

Yes, honey. Okay.

I'm home!

-Do you need help?
-Yes, Arturo, come in.

Careful.

Say what you are thinking, because
if I start crying, I won't stop.

I know this is not just any day.

But we know that,
on certain special days,

we miss those who are no longer
with us a lot more.

I still remember him
as if it were yesterday.

And it's true, on days like today,
I miss him even more.

Because
I'll love him forever, Arturo.

I know, darling, I know.

Right.

Thanks. We're done.

There.

-Is everything clean?
-Spick and span.

-Good.
-Is the prisoner still unconscious?

I don't know. See for yourself.

-It looks like she's up.
-And we've pissed her off.

Mrs. Asunción! Are you all right?

Shit, the neighbors!

-Asun!
-Stay here!

Where are you going?

What do you want?

-We heard shots.
-Shots?

You never heard a shot before.

In Morocco, I heard shooting
during the Green March!

Those were shots, indeed.

And who are you?

We have a nursing home gathered here.
What do I do?

Here. Make them leave.

Let's see, ladies and gentlemen,
National Police.

You are hindering
a police investigation!

If you are a cop, so are my balls!

-What have you done to Mrs. Asun?
-No one has done anything.

-Let the professionals work, please.
-How rude!

Come! What do we do?

We've been through this already.
You have to kill her.

-No.
-There is no other way out.

-She's a hostile. And a beast.
-She looks like a grandma!

I can't kill her,
she reminds me of my granny!

She looks like a granny,
but there is no humanity in her.

She's nothing but a being
who doesn't know love.

Peek through the lock!

I'm not a doctor,
but this isn't a stroke.

I can't kill somebody in cold blood.
I can't.

Why don't you close your eyes?
Maybe it makes it easier.

Puri!

Call the Police! A shot!

Just what we needed.
Do you have a plan?

-Aranda?
-Yes?

-Do you have a moment?
-Of course, Chief.

What is it, Chief?

Do you know what a godfather is?

As in the mafia? Vito Corleone?

No. The Spanish godfather.

The person who holds you when
you get baptized. Your godfather.

Yes.

A godfather
is always with his godchild.

He replaces the father
if he's missing.

Do you know who is my goddaughter?

No, Chief, I don't know.

Deputy Inspector Vargas.

Susana?

Exactly, Susana.

My responsibility to her and her
family is to take good care of her.

To protect her. Understand?

Perfectly, Chief.

I'm glad.

You're 38 years old,
you have a wife and a son.

You and I know your relationship with
Susana doesn't have much of a future.

She will suffer.

And if she suffers,
I'm gonna be pissed.

Ours relationship
is more complicated than that, Chief.

No, not at all,
it's not complicated.

It's quite simple.

You focus on your family,
and she focuses on her life.

Are you asking me to break it up?

I see why you got to be an Inspector.
You are really smart.

If you do it today, much better.

Come in.

Am I interrupting?

No. Aranda was on his way out.

I just received a report
on the severed arm.

They've found soil traces.

Have you been smoking?

It's the only vice I have left.

Apparently, Marvin Carranza's body
was buried before the amputation.

Good job, María, thanks.

By the way, today we collected the
money for Laura's birthday present.

The surprise party. You're missing.

Will you chip in?

-No.
-No?

I bought her something on my own.

You bought something on your own...

Inspector, somebody
from Espino Street called.

There's a man dressed
in a suit tearing a hostel apart.

What?

It was an elderly woman.
Shall we send a car?

I'll take care of it.
Thanks, Cristina.

Let's go.

Where?

To patrol together.
Just like old times.

You and me? Why?

We've received a call
from Espino Street.

We're going to a hostel...

It seems to be our destiny.

It's not funny. I'm staying.

What if I tell you it's an order?

Smile a little,
I got you off paperwork duty.

Good morning, you called?

Yes, madam. We heard some shots.

It was a gas leak.

You said

that a man in a suit
was destroying the hostel.

Damn the hostiles
and their fucking dimension!

Police, open!

Police, open!

Police!

This old lady is so heavy!

What are you doing with the dog?

Drop the old lady, Mr. Márquez!
Aim her at the back seat!

Don't scream!

Police! Open!

And now you!
Don't be afraid, the seat is soft.

And if I miss?

Trust me. Whatever you do,
you will be regenerated.

Fuck my life!

Bingo!

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!

Call in for backup
and the scientific lab.

-I kinda prefer the paperwork.
-Go.

This shouldn't be normal.

I shouldn't get
into the habit of burying people.

Hostiles.

Don't complain, it's no big deal.
It's just our third one.

You go on, then.
I still have a stiff neck.

Whose idea was it
to plunge head down?

What a flop you did in the air!

I don't get it.

How did this lady
become a hostile?

How do they turn into that?

Well, it's just a theory,

but I think The Butcher kills them

and then infects them
with some kind of virus

that turns them into slaves.

Soldiers that respond to him.

Is that what he did
to Marvin Carranza and the rest?

Is he some kind of a vampire?

More or less.

This hostile is done. Shall we go?

Where are you going with that?

We can't leave him here.

Look at him. He won't survive alone.

We can't take a dog with us.

Have a little humanity.

We just killed his owner.
We are responsible for him.

Alright, but just one night.

You said the same about me.

See? We are a family now.

Start the car
and stop messing with me.

I'll be right there.

Aren't you late?
You should be with my mother.

Work comes first.

Right, but we'll spoil the surprise!

Calm down, it will be alright.

-María, don't fail me.
-Susana, calm down.

It's a surprise party,
not Operation Condor.

Come, Santos wants to see us.

You didn't wait for me.

You know the way back.

What are you doing?

Remember our first shift together?

Yes. We arrested a drug dealer
who was stoned as hell.

Is that your idea
of a romantic memory?

Shut up.

-Me, shut up?
-You talk too much. You don't listen.

If I don't talk,
we only do one thing.

Well, today I want to say
something important.

I'm a coward.

I never had the balls to look you
in the eye and tell you how I feel.

-Don't do it, please.
-Shut up, for God's sake.

It's just that I...

I don't have the strength
to be in this relationship.

Listen...

I married very young,

and I thought
she was the love of my life.

We had a son whom I love to death.
He's my top priority.

He's the only reason I'm still
in a marriage that is a lie.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I was wrong.

I was wrong with Sandra.

It wasn't her. It's you.

I only need time.

Don't make promises you can't keep.

I don't want to lose you.

Let's go.

They found the hostel empty.
The owner wasn't in.

The bathroom door was destroyed?

From the inside. There were
nail scratches on the frame.

-And lots of blood on the wall.
-Fuck. They locked her in?

The neighbors think
they saw somebody inside

dressed in a white suit.
He could have taken her.

And the old lady just disappeared.

Like fucking Marvin Carranza.

What the hell is going on
in this town?

Go back to the hostel
and get a sketch of the guy in white.

Find any connection to Marvin.

That will be all.

This is it.

Okay. Patri, you keep guard.
If somebody comes, let us know.

No, I'm out. This is B&E.
We can't do this.

This Márquez guy
is hiding a secret, I know it.

He wouldn't report us.

But what if he belongs
to the mafia or is corrupt?

He'll never know it was us
who stole it. Stay here, please.

Okay, alright.

Stop.

Keep going.

Where did you learn to do that?

Come on.

The more discreet we are, the better.

Hurry,
I'll be late to my mom's birthday.

You go there, I'll go this way.

Bea!

I found it.

What is that?

I think...
that is the real energy source.

You'll see, you'll get attached
to him. Dogs are good.

An alien, a possessed,
and a dog sharing a flat.

It sounds like a bad sitcom.

Excuse me, young men!

The other day,
my Ignacio came for a snack

and screwed on the coffee maker
so hard that I can't open it.

If you could maybe...

Two hostile old ladies
on the same day is impossible, right?

Allow me.

Is your friend a Basque?

No. My friend is from Galicia.

Let me do it.

Here you go.

Thank you so much, dear.

If you ever need anything, I'm in 1B.

Goodbye, sweetie.

Don't touch it,
it could be dangerous.

Go play, pal.

Into the closet, quick!

He's going to scratch the floor.

-What are they saying?
-Something about dough.

-What is that?
-Money.

Shit!

What was that?

It's coming from your bedroom.

What the hell
do you have in that closet?

Many things that ring and whistle.

I'd better not ask. And you,
stop growling! Make him stop.

Come here, cutie, let's go.
Come with me. It's alright.

Why did you do that?
Don't ever do it again!

Let's put
the paranormal subject aside.

-I'm going to change, I'm in a hurry.
-Where are you going?

To Laura's party.
We've been invited.

-They invited me, too?
-They have.

Get going, we have to stop
for her present first.

What will you get her?

Well...

It's a surprise.

A party! We're going to a party!

I have to tell you something.

A good thing. Very good. Nothing bad.

Are you seeing somebody?

You're dating someone,
and you hadn't told me?

It's very new. It might not
go anywhere, or maybe it will.

Did you meet him online?

No. None of them were decent!

This is much, much better!
He's a real guy!

Do I know him?

A little.

How come a little?
Do I know him? Tell me, woman!

-You're not going to believe it.
-Stop this mystery and tell me!

Come on, spill it out!

Here are the coffees

for the most beautiful women in town.

Enjoy.

Sebas? You and Sebas?

I just can't believe it!
My best friends!

It just started,
don't set your hopes high.

That's the best present
you could have given me!

-Get off me!
-I forgot the spoons.

What's going on? Why all this love?

Nothing. It's my birthday.

Right. Happy birthday.

And I will tell you more.
There is a lot to tell.

-No, don't tell me anything!
-Such passion!

-Shut up!
-If you want, I'll shut up.

POLICE STATION

María, I'll leave
as soon as I finish.

What do I do,
shall I take her shopping?

I have no idea, María,
take her for a beer.

Give me half an hour. Distract her.

Okay, I'll see you in a bit. Bye.

Good evening, Susana.
Sorry to bother you.

Hello, Sandra, what a surprise.

Is David here?

-No. Did you agree to meet him here?
-In the pizza parlor.

We go there on Thursdays,
so I was close by.

Don't touch, hon.

Can we wait for him here?

Teo won't touch anything.

Of course, have a seat.

Teo, do you want to color? Sit here.

-Color this.
-Thanks, Susana.

It's nothing.
David must be on his way.

Excuse me for saying this,
Susana, but...

We barely crossed paths

although you've been
David's partner for a while.

I've always wanted
to tell you something.

Really?

You are very brave.

So young and with everything
life has put you through.

You always kept going.
It is commendable.

No. Anybody would do the same.

I wish I was like you. I always
make a mountain out of a molehill.

With Teo, I suffer all day long.

I'm terrified about the next one.

Are you pregnant again?

We're working on it.
Hopefully this month we'll be lucky.

David is a great father.

Do you want me to call him?
I feel bad that you are waiting.

Alright.

-No need.
-Hi, my love.

-Is anything wrong?
-No.

What's up, melon!

Were we meeting in the restaurant?

I know you don't like us
to come here,

-but we were around and Teo insisted.
-Alright, then. Let's go.

Hey, would you like to come?
You must be famished, too.

No, thanks, I have a birthday.

-See you tomorrow.
-Bye.

Mr. Márquez, I'm a little nervous,
I have this feeling in my gut.

It's my first party.

Well, be yourself.

No.

Better not.
Count to three before being yourself

and try to be somebody else.

And please take that off your neck.

You don't like it?

You're in my neighborhood.

Two more minutes in that,
and you'll end butt naked.

Mr. Márquez, I want to tell you

that I am excited to meet your wife,
the object of your passion.

You better be discreet
and speak normally.

We found the present you wanted.

What do you think about it?

A bit out of style.

-Thank you.
-Passcode.

Inspector Márquez, partner.

Remember.

Before being yourself,
think about it three times.

This is very important to me.
Alright?

After you.

You guys are very strange,
but I envy you.

-We don't do this in the Gateway.
-What? Presents?

-Presents, birthdays, nothing.
-You don't celebrate your birthdays?

I don't know when I was born.

Actually, I had never
thought about it until now.

Hello.

Are we on time?

Just in time to blow the balloons.

Arturo and I are too old for this,
we're exhausted. Come in.

Let's go.

Congratulations, Mr. Márquez,
You have a home full of life.

-Welcoming, humane, Mediterranean.
-No, they moved here after I died.

No wonder. It looks like
you had little to do with the décor.

-Why don't you help Sebas?
-Sure.

-Beer or wine?
-Water. At room temperature, please.

How are you, partner?

Here you have me,
slicing cold cuts against my will.

No, thank you.

I was looking forward
to seeing this house

full of laughter and people.
And my Laura enjoying herself.

-You love her a lot, don't you?
-She's the daughter I never had.

Hey, the other day,
during the game, you said...

"Football isn't important.
It's who you share it with."

I used to say that to my Andrés...

Word for word.
It's funny, don't you think?

Funny, yes.

Grandpa,
I'm sorry for being so late!

How are you, Márquez?

-Fine.
-And Bea?

She hasn't called or come.

María texted me saying
Mom will be here in ten minutes.

Let's go to the living room.
Stay here with the knives.

-Is this your present for my mom?
-Yes.

-What is it?
-Don't be nosy. It's a...

-Tell me!
-No, let's preserve the mystery.

We have not been introduced.
I am Óscar Santos.

How do you do?
Pleased to meet you, I am Iago.

So you are Márquez's nephew.
Have you been in Madrid for long?

No. I came with him.

So you came together.

No. I came from Moaña.

Moaña, a beautiful town.

-I can barely detect the accent.
-Yes.

If you are from Moaña,
you probably know Don José.

Well, there are a lot of Josés.

Yes, but there's only one Mayor.
Your Mayor.

Jose Fervenza Costas,
a good friend of mine.

-Iago! Can you come for a second?
-Yes.

Your uncle is calling you.
We'll talk again soon.

What was he asking you?

Galician things.
I must study my origins some more.

Scram before Santos
makes you sign a confession.

-Yes.
-Where are you going?

-I don't know.
-Go to the bathroom.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be sniffing around.

Who does this room belong to?

-My youngest daughter.
-The rebel?

Do you know
what the awkward stage is?

I only know the
regular stages found in theatres.

No, it is a figure of speech.

It's a stage we all go through where
everything is new and fucked up.

Things start to happen to you,
some good, others bad.

We could say
that the body goes a little crazy.

That sounds like a disease.

Something like that...

Bea is going through that phase,
but she'll get over it.

This is a modified
radio frequency station.

My girl has always been a genius.

Maybe it's why
she was in the workshop.

Perhaps she went
looking for parts to fix--

Don't touch, kid.

Let's go back
before they find us here.

Márquez!
Could you open the door, please?

Yes, sure.

You go.
So you get away from the crowd.

-Can I help you?
-No.

Hello.

Hello. Is Susana here?

Correct.

Could you get her?
I need to speak to her.

It's a work matter, it's urgent.

Can't it wait until tomorrow?

No, it can't wait. Do me a favor
and go look for Susana.

-Could you give us a second, Iago?
-Yes, of course.

-What are you doing here?
-I had to see you.

It's my mother's birthday,
don't fuck it up.

I know. I need a minute.

-And I need you to leave.
-Let's go outside and talk.

David, no, go away.

Problems of the heart?

Yes. Something like that.

Shit, my mother is coming!

They're coming!

Please, everybody silent!
Turn the lights off.

-You arrive ten minutes early.
-Right.

Of course, you can't say no.

Three hours shopping,
and I only bought one dress.

You've used me
to buy things for yourself!

-María? What are you doing?
-Follow me.

Hey, you're gonna make me fall!

-Trust me.
-No, wait a second.

Careful there. Let's go, go on.

-I'm scared, no.
-Scared? Come. Let's go.

-What are you doing?
-Come!

Ready? Now!

Surprise!

What?

Today is your day, darling.
Relax and enjoy.

Darling!

-Happy birthday!
-Hello!

Hello.

Everything looks great.
Did you pay for it yourself?

Yes, right!

This sparkling drink
makes me happy.

That's called getting drunk.

Mr. Márquez,
you have a very attractive wife.

Careful what you say, kid,
she's mine.

I can see why
you're trying to win her back.

You have a wonderful family.

But make no mistake,

given a choice,
I prefer your daughter.

-Which one?
-The oldest!

And Mr. Sebas and Mrs. María
are having a fling, no?

-A fling?
-A fling, yes.

A serious or carnal relationship.

No. Those two, not for a minute.

Wow, you might be right.
Look at Sebas, the ladies' man.

No. What I want to know
is who organized this.

Come on, Mom, don't be a bore.
Drink some more.

A cop never betrays his informer.

You cops are always in cahoots!

-Bea!
-I'm so sorry.

-Where were you?
-Sorry. I was with Patri--

Bea, darling.

Mommy! Happy birthday!

Where were you?

I'll leave my bag.
I'll be right back.

-Where was she?
-I don't know.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Laura

Happy birthday to you

Make a wish, dear!

-Yay!
-Congratulations!

-Are you all right?
-Very well.

For you, Mommy.

Presents? Really?

This one is from us and Grandpa.

-A massage?
-No, it is much more than that.

Complete thermal circuit,
aromatherapy,

chocolate massage, and reflexology.

The foot one. I love that!

-You're gonna love the masseurs.
-María, please!

With your permission...

Well, with Laura's permission,
I'd like to say a few words.

How formal.
Do we have to salute, Chief?

Today is a happy day for you, Laura.

And for all us gathered here.

Especially, for those of us
who know you well,

for those of us who love you,

for those of us who at some point
have received a scolding from you.

I think half of us here did.

I do it for your own good,
and you deserve it.

Sure, I know I do.

As I said, many of us here today
know you, love you...

and admire you.

Because you were my best friend's
wife, his companion, his support.

And regardless of what happened,

you show us every day
that one has to look ahead,

that there is nothing, however
brutal, that can destroy a family

if it depends on the strength
of a woman like you.

-Happy birthday.
-How beautiful. Thanks, Santos.

You didn't open it.

Thanks! Let's see...

What is this?

It's a reservation at the restaurant
with the best views of Madrid.

I hope you all enjoy it.

That "we all" enjoy it?

It's for you, but also for Susana,
Bea, and Arturo.

-Andrés's family is my family.
-Thanks.

How nice of you. Many thanks.

Is that bastard hitting on my wife?

I don't know what to tell you,
he touched me.

He has a silver tongue.

Thank you, dear.

Come on, yours now.

No. I'm not going to be ridiculed.

Yes. Throw yourself in.

More?

Yes, here is mine.

Thanks, Mr. Márquez.
This was not necessary.

I mean, I feel awful
with so many presents.

-How heavy!
-"Mr. Márquez" is so formal of you.

-Open it, dear!
-Just a second, I'll open it.

-Mom, tear it!
-Wait a second! Stop it!

A cassette player.

A cassette player.

I know it's no big deal, but since
old things are again back in style...

No, this is very nice.

I like it a lot. Thanks.

Well, let the party continue!

Mom, are you alright?

Yes. I'm just going
to put this away. Alright?

-Is Mom all right?
-Of course she's fine!

Why were you so late?
Who were you with? Tell me!

I didn't know you were here.
I'll leave you alone.

-Sorry.
-No.

Your present...

...is very special.

You think so?

Since vinyl and retro things are
back, I thought you would like it.

My husband
used to record tapes for me.

On every birthday. Just for me.

I knew them by heart.

But I haven't heard them
again since...

well, since Andrés...

I didn't mean to make you sad.

No, it's not your fault.
How would you know?

Impossible to know, for sure.

It might sound crazy...

but lately, I feel...

like my husband is...
closer than ever.

I understand you.

You understand me?

Yes, the same thing happens to me,

I feel as if my wife
is closer than ever.

But life goes on.

-It goes on, yes.
-For you, for me...

-For everyone.
-Everyone.

Memories should be a gift...

and not a burden.

-Shall we go inside?
-Yes.

Can I ask you something?

Why did you give Laura
a tape player?

Knowing what it means to her.

Because I didn't want her
to forget me.

And I still can't believe
I'm living somebody else's life.

You want to get
your wife back, right?

More than anything.

Well, then you must accept it.

Your life as Andrés Vargas ended.

It must be Manuel Márquez
who wins her over.

Make her forget your old self
and fall in love with the new you.

And move quickly,
because the Chief is on to her.

Pardon?

What a nice speech he gave.

Shut up.

My skin was... How do you say it
here on Earth? I had goosebumps.

Shut up already!

Goosebumps.

Good morning, darling, my angel.

Right now, you're asleep
as I'm recording this.

Granted, I'm not Machado or Lorca,

but I'll try to tell you how I feel.
Alright?

What I feel when I look into your
eyes, is that I could live in them.

What I feel when I see you smile,

is that you break me
into a thousand pieces.

-What I feel when--
-Andrés?

I'm coming, darling!

That voice you heard is yours.
You interrupted me!

Happy birthday.

I love you.
You are the love of my life.

I know you're mad at me

because I didn't go
to that concert with you.

But I know that, in time,
you will forgive me.

And I hope this recording helps
at least a little.

I don't care how long it takes.
It doesn't matter, my love.

Because all I want
is to grow old at your side.

I love you.

Mom.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Are those the tapes
that Dad recorded?

Yes. Would you like me
to play another one?

Hello, my love. Happy birthday.

Darling,
I have two little people here

who want to tell you something.
Okay?

One, two, and three.

Mommy! Happy birthday!
This is Susana!

Happy birthday, Mum!

Happy birthday, my angel.

I love you.

I love you all.
I always will love you.

Good night, Mr. Márquez.

Hello.

No.

No!

Madam.

Madam Director.

Stop looking for the accumulator.

You know about it?

Somebody stole it.

Who? I'll get it back.

I promise.
I'll find it, whatever it takes.

No, you won't look for it.

You will let everything
run its course.

But it is Gateway technology!

We can't let it roam the Earth free!
It is the Protocol.

If that stone
falls into the wrong hands...

No, it won't.

In fact, it is
in the best hands it could be.

He lit up! The dog was glowing.

It's a dog, not a traffic light.

I've seen what this stone can do.
It's what I need to make contact.

Look at this,
the little sheep come to mamma wolf.

Let go of her, Fani!

I won't suck on your toes!
Put the phone away!

What have we stolen?

He wants to steal Vargas' wife.
His family, his life.

-Keep this up and I'll arrest you!
-Tell me.

This afternoon there's an 80's film
show, and I have two tickets.

Two words: "Dirty Dancing."

Your wife and son deserve better,

and I deserve someone
who puts me first.

I will leave her, I swear to you.

David, it's over.

Two tequilas!

There are three billion women
in the world,

and your slept with my daughter.

I gave it my best.

Bea saw us kissing.

Sorry.

I'm not looking for anything.

I'm not looking for anybody,
but life goes on. For me, too.

You say you love him,
but you're forgetting him!

All of you are!

Going on with your lives
is forgetting Dad!

Fight for what you want,

go to your wife's home,
declare your love for her,

sabotage Santos,
do what you have to do.

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