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Pepe.

-Pepe! -What?

You can take the room now.

Are you sure though?

WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

Open your mouth now, cutie.

…will transform the former railway warehouses…

So good.

-…into one of the largest logistics… -Did you hear about this, Jimena?

-Yes, let's see how it goes. -…more than 2,000 direct jobs.

And another 4,000 indirect jobs.

-After decades of neglect… -This is big news.

-Did you know about this? -Amanda mentioned something to me, yes.

Oh wow. My goodness.

Tirso, look. We're all going to get rich.

I'm glad I'm back in the neighborhood now.

Turn that fucking thing off. We don't watch TV while we eat.

-Good morning. -Wow! He's here.

C'mon, we've been waiting. We're famished.

Sorry, I just got up a little late.

Feels like months since I've slept this well.

What's this? Eating in the living room?

Well, I invited you to eat out here because I need to speak with you all.

It's time for some change to happen.

Gladys, you don't have to take care of things all on your own.

Starting today you'll have help.

I'm back in the neighborhood for a good reason.

I'm like a superhero.

I'm talking about Jimena.

She's decided she can take care of the baby while you're working.

-How wonderful. -Yes, yes.

I'll talk to the people at the foundation, but I'll try to back away a little.

I want to spend time with Víctor.

And as for you, Santi…

I'm beginning to think we should try to start fresh

and let all our errors from the past go.

Your errors and mine as well.

You and I have made a lot, I admit.

Papa, but… I ruined the hardware store.

And it can be repaired I'm sure.

A lot of suppliers owe me favors. A lot.

And we should give them all a call.

Then we'll replenish the stock.

And work more hours if we can afford to.

Are you up for it?

Of course,

you'll stay far away from any slot machines or taking any bets.

I wouldn't even let you play a game of Parcheesi. Those days are over.

-Okay. -Pepe.

Finish your breakfast, we're late.

-I need my coffee, okay? -Well… Fine.

It's my first day, I don't wanna blow it. You know?

Are you crying?

Uh, no.

Well, a bit.

My God. What the fuck do I say?

About time, dude.

Where the hell is Sebas?

I've been looking all fucking day and can't find the guy.

He doesn't answer or say anything.

Listen, Quini, my bro, there's one more thing.

Yesterday they found a dead body in one of the warehouses.

It was burned up.

A body? Fuck me. In my territory?

Who the hell was it?

I don't know. Quini. I don't know.

Do I look like a detective, man? Come on.

God fucking damn it.

Go, move your ass and find that prick down at the hardware store. Hm?

Sebas met him to collect the debt Thursday.

This guy needs to tell you everything, you need to get him to talk.

-And tell him he has to pay us. -Okay.

-Move it, move it. -Freeze, police!

-Freeze. Turn around. Put your hands up. -Freeze! Police!

Where I can see them.

-Turn around. -Quini…

Quini.

-Ezeqs, dude, what are you doing? Huh? -I have bad news for you, Quini.

A birdie told me that you got a whole mountain of cocaine

hidden right here in this garage.

Cocaine?

Well, shit, dude. You fucking know I'm not in that business.

Yes, it was surprising for me

considering you're more into breaking shop windows with your car,

but the information I got is that you're in possession of a car

full of cocaine, Quini.

A car? What the fuck are you talking about?

Is this a joke? Huh?

This next bit's really gonna piss you off, Quini,

but according to my very accurate sources,

the car full of cocaine is this pretty one right here.

Careful, Ezequiel.

I'm warning you, that car is worth more than your fucking life!

I'll give you a minute to think about it

while we peek in the back of the car to see if it's there.

Oh, nothing here! Guess you have it really well hidden, huh?

Ezeqs, if you touch that car I swear I'll blow your fucking head off.

Where did you hide it, Quini?

Touch my car again and I'll fucking hurt you I'm serious!

Let's see how it sounds over here.

Bastard!

You hid it right here, didn't you?

-The fuck are you gonna do? Don't do it. -Here we go.One, two…

-Don't fucking touch my car! -Stop!

-I'll kill you. -Easy. Calm down.

What do you want, huh? Fuck. What the hell is this?

You're dumb, you're so dumb. It was a joke, man.

I needed you to resist authorities to give me lawful reason to arrest you.

Take his phone away.

And tell him not to speak to absolutely anyone.

-Get him out of here. -Let's go, come on.

-You're so dumb. -Get your hands off me, fuckers.

Hey, hey, we're gonna let you go, we're gonna let you go.

Take this, keep looking.

Keep looking.

Let's go!

This is illegal and you know it.

Fuck my life.

I want my attorney.

Just set all your crap right there on the table tray.

Your little rings, your wallet…

I want to speak to my attorney. It's my right. Shit.

Down here you don't even get to use a carrier pigeon for communicating.

No phone calls, no visitors, none of that shit.

Just explain to me what the fuck this is.

Uh. Put him in jail.

-Wait, Ezeqs, don't leave. Ezeqs! -Calm down. You need to relax.

-Ezeqs. -Wait, wait!

Ezeqs! The burned body that you found…

He's one of my guys, isn't he?

Ezeqs!

Is it Sebas?

Answer me, I'm begging you.

It was that bitch Dulce who murdered him, right?

Fuck my life, I'll kill her, I swear!

It was her right?

I want to call someone!

You can't take away my rights, you bastard!

Get back here!

Ezequiel.

Is it true that we're holding a prisoner in isolation without a court order?

That's the truth.

Quini.

Great Captain, leader of the car crashers.

Your call, Amanda, a violation of the regulations

or we decide to put him out on the streets

so he can order an attack on Dulce

and you'll have your World War III in Entrevías.

Well then.

I suppose we can keep him in isolation a little bit longer.

Camilita, focus now.

There's a big case still unsolved.

Focus on your work.

I was checking the autopsy report.

Ooh. And how does that novel end?

-Did people die? -Yeah, one guy gets a severe tan.

I found this, but it's rotted through.

I'll borrow one from the bar.

We need a new one.

YOUR POKER CLUB ACCOUNT IS STILL ACTIVE. WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY?

Hey.

Sorry, but we're closed at the moment, guys.

Hey, wait.

-Are you Santi? -Yes.

Perfect, let's chat.

Take it easy, man, you're gonna choke.

I don't want to leave Santi alone. I'll be back tomorrow for another.

No, no, no, no!

No more free beers or else that one's coming out of your paycheck.

Check her out. I guess she's unionized.

The hell?

Sanchís, what are you doing with Víctor?

We… Well, I ran into Ji… Jimena and she asked me to ta… take the baby to you.

You believe my daughter, she really doesn't have much patience, does she?

How long has she had him for? Twenty minutes?

It seems they called her at the f-foundation,

they had some trouble getting in.

Yeah. Well, how about we have a beer while she figures that out.

Follow me, Víctor.

Time for your first cold one.

I really had nothing to do with it. I swear.

Nothing to do with what?

You…

don't know about it?

Why don't you enlighten me. Know about what?

Um, well…

-The… -Speak, damn it!

The… The dead body they found yesterday in the warehouse was Sebas.

What the fuck are you saying?

It's not like I said anything to the police! I didn't do anything!

I swear.

You're useless, man.

You weak piece of shit, you couldn't kill anyone.

No, I couldn't. I couldn't.

But it could be that…

you wanted to get rid of all of your debt.

And because of that you gave him away to that piece of shit Dulce.

-Yeah? -Who… Who's Dulce?

Calm down. Chill out.

Oh wow.

So, what's this tool do?

Well, it can do a lot.

Good.

So maybe it'll make you stop lying.

Look, he fell asleep.

Hey, Captain.

There's a p-person standing by the hardware store

and I don't think he's there to buy rivets.

Pepe, go get the shotgun.

Tell us who murdered fucking Sebas?

-I don't know! -Open your eyes!

-No! -Open them!

-I'm begging you! -I said open them!

No, no, no, no, no! No, don't do it!

Hey, hey, hey! Drop it now! Drop it now!

Drop it now!

You and your friend, out, come on.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

I'm all right.

But any later, they'd have operated on my myopia.

Consider this a warning.

No, you need to consider this a warning.

Don't you ever come here again and touch my son. Ever.

Are we clear?

Now get out of my sight.

Get lost!

And now you have to explain what those pieces of shit were doing here.

Well, yes, I understand,

but could you please just allow us to go in the building?

Sorry, building's off limits.

Nelson?

What's going on?

Cops won't let us inside the building and they won't say why.

Must be a gas leak or something like that.

I don't know.

Officers, I'm the director of the foundation.

Can someone explain what's happening?

We have to get in, we have work to do here.

Sorry, but you don't.

Excuse me?

What is going on?

This building is no longer a foundation.

The city recently revoked the municipal license, correct?

Yes, I know. We've been renegotiating. We were told there wouldn't be a problem.

Well, I don't know who told you that,

but this building has new ownership and is slated for another use.

What do you mean "another use?"

This has nothing to do with the…

the warehouse that was on the news, does it?

The only thing I'm authorized to tell you

is you may enter to collect your belongings before vacating the premises.

Wait. But why?

We've been working for a year with the kids from Entrevías,

and you want to kick us out of here?

Who took down this sign?

This is abuse.

-Let me pass, please. -Ma'am.

-Let me pass. I want to enter. -You can't go in. Please stop.

-Hey. Hey, don't touch her. -Please, calm down.

We don't want a problem here, understood?

Well, you already got one.

A big one.

We're leaving.

Ezequiel, why'd we come here?

The report says the inspectors, the judge, forensics, they've all been here.

The Virgin Mary…

It's all in the report.

Those are made from paper, and paper's for wiping your ass.

What's that there?

Those are two drops of blood.

A positive, from the victim.

And there are two more over by the door and three in the lot.

-Mm-hmm. -I put it in the report.

Does the report happen to mention that the drops were…

Yes. It says, "The victim was alive when he was brought in

and was carried by most likely a single person in the supine position."

"Covered by plastic of unknown origin that melted by deflagration."

The baby blues always end up being the smartest.

No, It doesn't really have anything to do with that.

I can use my eyes.

The sense that's most important for a cop isn't your sight. It's this, this here.

So, my nose?

-Your nose is for snorting cocaine. -Mmm.

I mean follow your nose. Instinct matters.

Come on.

Holy shit!

Holy shit, Ezequiel, I found something!

-See these marks on the ground? -Yeah.

I'm smelling that they're from the assassin's car.

I also think he came in through the gate

because instinct is telling me that the nearby gas station

caught no images of any car at all.

Baby blue, it's not a very good idea to make fun of your superior officer.

I'm not making fun, it's just that…

…I sniffed the report and boom,

all the information came to me at once.

It's one thing to joke around,

and it's another thing to make me annoyed.

Knock it off now.

Hey, Ezequiel, that's a very nasty gesture you got goin' there.

Hey, where are you going?

I can't believe it.

I'm curious, is this smell here familiar to you?

Whatever it is, it smells really bad.

Sunday Boy!

You know the story of the three little pigs?

Because I'm going to blow so hard

that your paper house blows away into the distance.

Hey, come on outta there now!

Come on out.

Get over here.

Right over here.

You smell like the guy I found burned yesterday.

What do you want?

Today. I want nothing,

but on Thursday night if you'd been over here,

somebody decided to burn a guy and then he ended up dead.

Right there.

You're lucky, cause if you'd been here Thursday night…

the police would've fucked you up, huh?

You know how police can be quite the assholes.

Ah.

Where do you think you're going Sunday Boy?

-Hey! Hey! -Let me go, let me go!

-Hey, easy! Easy. -You're hurting me!

Move. Go.

I didn't do anything! Ezequiel! No. Ezequiel, no.

-Right here. -Ah!

All right. Easy.

-Instinct. Instinct. -What?

What did I tell you?

You're just lucky, Ezequiel!

Let's go, rookie. Let's move it!

I didn't… I didn't do anything. You know, I didn't…

So are you m… more relaxed now?

What happened? Do… Does your head hurt?

Yeah, a bit.

No wonder. I give you such a hard time.

I was hoping this goddamn nightmare was over already.

But no.

These men have… lost one of their own.

If they think you had anything to do with it,

they'll be coming back for you.

Yeah. What now?

Lock yourself in the house.

Sanchís, do you mind doing a few shifts? It won't take too long, I'm hoping.

Until they know who really did it.

Well now I'll need to cancel m… my trip to the Seychelles.

What about the hardware store?

I'll replace you. Don't worry about it.

And if they go after you?

I got a personal bodyguard.

You can keep Pepe's shotgun with you.

I'll be back around lunchtime.

Hey. A hand of Tu… Tute?

Without betting, of course.

You didn't tell me we were gonna be kicked out.

-Close the door, please. -And it's your people out there.

-What? -I just found out now.

Otherwise, I would've told you.

Why wouldn't they notify you?

I guess someone didn't think it was a very good idea

because we're married and I wouldn't like hearing about it.

I can't believe it.

So you're telling me you're serious?

Yes. I want you to know I think it's fucked up they're doing this.

Yeah, it's a fucking disgrace!

Giving that property to a company just to make money.

I know, sweetie. I really am sorry about this.

I agree with you.

I'm going to fight this.

We're gonna to break in to the foundation, and barricade ourselves inside.

And we're not leaving until they give the building back.

You need to withdraw the police, Amanda.

Patience, sweetheart, patience, there's a court order.

I won't be able to pretend it doesn't exist.

This is just not fair.

Well, it's not fair what you're asking me either, is it?

-I have a duty, a duty to obey the law. -God-damn it.

Are you saying you're not gonna help me?

You're my wife!

I'm also a police officer, Jimena!

Well you're wrong to think that we won't do anything.

We're gonna get back into that building.

Come on, honey, please don't do that. You'll put yourself in danger.

Ah, so now we are married?

Jimena!

Yum.

Yummy.

Here.

Tirso. Don't go to the hardware store, the coast isn't clear.

What are you talking about?

It's metaphorical.

It means not safe.

There's a suspicious car in front of the hardware store,

it got here 20 minutes ago.

-What do we do? -What do you think?

Get rid of 'em.

Something tells me that this time they're gonna be armed.

They have plenty of experience with us.

Wait here. Let me call back up.

That m… means I win.

Shit, Sanchís.

-Look. -Yeah, yeah.

Th… That's a… an application for poker.

Uh, yeah, but it's bullshit, I was about to delete it.

Ah. Be ca… careful, Santi.

That game,

it's just like a drug.

And drugs are very hard to get off of.

Ta… Take it from me.

Hey, Pepe.

Sanchís, get the shotgun and meet me at the bar right away.

There's trouble here.

Wait a minute, they're back?

Bu… Bu… Bu… But I'm busy.

I'm… supposed to watch Santi.

You can leave him alone for a minute or two.

Nothing's gonna happen to him. You gotta get down here.

I can't hold Tirso back for long, he's like a bull.

Oh my God, Tirso, what are doing?

Get out or I'll fucking shoot!

Out of the car.

Pepe. Watch the boy.

No wait. Gladys, please wait Gladys!

I thought I made it very clear to you that you need to stay away from us.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Tirso!

Gladys! Go back inside!

I'm talking to you!

I don't know who you think I am,

but I have nothing to do with whatever you're talking about.

I'm leaving now.

There's been a big misunderstanding.

Misunderstandings like this

have sent more than one person to the cemetery.

Leave.

What's going on? What did that man want?

I don't know, but I don't like it at all.

Just let me know if he ever shows up around here again.

What's up, champion?

You're basically a small Buddha, huh?

You feed him well, don't you?

Yes.

Where are you off to?

I'm going for a short walk just around the block

to see if he can fall asleep, only so…

I can work in peace. Okay?

-What? -I'll be back.

Uh… let me help.

No, no.

Wh… Wh… Wh… What's going on? Di… Did you see those g…gangsters again?

Your timing is great.

Do you think it takes you longer to speak or to run?

Pepe, you don't have to be an a-asshole about it.

Take it easy. Let's have a beer.

But, uh…

Hello, Gladys.

What the hell are you doing here?

Believe it or not, I got a job in the neighborhood.

Wow, what a coincidence.

No, it's not a coincidence.

So why were you parked right in front of my bar?

You spying on me?

No. I just wanted to make sure you're all right.

I wasn't sure if you'd like to meet up or not.

Well, no, I don't.

And you knew this.

So go away.

I'm a different person now, Gladys.

I discovered God in the jungle.

Oh really. You?

So when? When you were a paramilitary?

When you tortured the innocent?

I've made mistakes, I know that now.

But the Lord showed me that forgiveness exists.

If God has forgiven you then good,

but I won't.

Leave and never come back.

And I don't want you to get near me or my son.

Is that clear now?

No resemblance to me.

It's for the best.

This child is nothing to you.

Stay away from us.

Shit.

Here.

Ah, wonderful. Okay.

Let's see.

CARD NUMBER SECURITY CODE

ERROR CARD EXPIRED

Damn it.

Fuck.

Hold on!

I'm coming!

One second.

Holy shit!

Is there a party here?

Okay. Just relax. What do you people want?

Shut the hell up!

No, no, no. no! My hat stays!

-Give me your hat. -No, no, please not my hat!

Just give me your hat, please. Now.

What's this?

He had this.

Are we gonna interrogate him now?

Two hundred euros.

You know about that thing with the good cop and the bad cop, don't you?

Mm-hmm.

Well I get to do them both, and you can shut the fuck up

and learn a little.

Open the door.

Sit down, Sunday Boy.

For the sake of hygiene we're gonna do the questioning with the door open.

The examining magistrate just told us,

they've decided to formally accuse you of murder.

What?

All we needed was one reason, a single motive, and now we have it.

I just talked to the judge.

Look at me.

I told him about your situation, that you are an alcoholic.

That's an extenuating circumstance,

so to help us make sure you're not stuck in prison, Sunday Boy,

it's as simple as telling me the truth. What did you witness?

What happened, Sunday Boy?

Well, I was drunk

and I woke up in the middle of the night,

and…well, then I saw a fire inside of the warehouse.

I went to see what was happening.

But then, I saw a body on fire.

And next to it was a backpack.

Someone must have put it down.

And some bills were inside it, so I…

I only took those.

And I don't know anything more, I swear to you.

Come with me, Camila. And close the door, please.

Now what are you smelling?

Besides how he hasn't showered since his first communion?

Well, he's probably telling the truth.

Sunday Boy won't be useful to us for anything,

not at all.

What does Sunday Boy even mean?

I call him that since he used to rob ladies at Sunday mass.

We found another body.

And it was wrapped in plastic and burned like the other one.

A gang member?

His friends identified him because of his sneakers.

Pantera.

The judge is on his way and you should head over there and check it out.

There's a lot of curious onlookers.

Okay.

So then that means everyone in this neighborhood already knows.

Stay and be the good cop, okay?

Do the paperwork for this release too.

Shouldn't I go to the crime scene with you?

I'm not going to the crime scene, but I'll call you soon.

Son of a bitch.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Motherfucker.

That son of a bitch!

Pantera was one of our own.

And not even God gets to touch us.

They burned my brother.

I swear, I am gonna fucking gut this murderer.

I'm also gonna take care of Quini,

I swear.

Let me do it.

I need revenge.

Listen…

Your brother was so proud of what you're doing.

He wanted you to get through college.

You don't have to do this, you know.

I will handle it. Hmm?

Dulce!

Family visit.

Go inside.

What?

Pantera wasn't very sharp, but he had his good moments.

You're a piece of shit to show sympathy, just get the fuck out of here.

I know Quini's people didn't murder him.

Just like how I know that you guys

aren't responsible for the charred person.

Someone is squaring up to you, Dulce.

I don't fucking care what you came here to say to me,

I'm gonna finish that bastard off, hear me?

He's locked up right now.

He's in the basement of the police station.

He's what?

-So I don't think you're going to-- -You better not be fucking around.

Are you protecting him now?

I intend to make sure…

I intend to make sure

that this guy doesn't give out an order to kill you.

-I'm trying to pr-- -Oh, they'll kill me!

Now what? Are you worried about my well-being?

You know perfectly well that I don't need your protection.

Both of you definitely need some protection.

There's an assassin somewhere

who is doing very well,

and now this guy's fucking with you,

and trying to challenge you.

So I need cooperation from you

because I want to stop this guy.

Let me help you.

You get two days.

You better be telling me the truth, Ezequiel.

Now get the hell out of here.

What would you be willing to do to avenge your brother?

I'd do anything.

Well, good. Because it's gonna be cool as fuck.

Hello. You wanted to see me?

So it was your idea to issue the foundation's eviction order

in the middle of the night?

Yeah.

And you also convinced the judge not to notify me.

-Uh, that's right. -Who the hell do you think you are?

The reason was a force majeure.

To avoid making you choose between your family and your work.

Consider it a favor.

Not telling an inspector what's happening in her police station isn't a favor.

-It's called a low blow. -Yeah.

I know that.

Your family comes first, so I…

preferred not to risk it.

But I apologize for that.

Come back.

We have a big problem.

They're gonna try and force their way inside.

I know because my wife informed me.

Well, I appreciate you telling me about it.

-We'll have to send in more officers. -Yeah, I'll do that.

Don't ever question my commitment to this job again or we'll have issues.

Okay.

Excuse me.

Santi, Santi we're home.

Santi.

Stop or you're dead.

-The pistol! -Set it down, right now.

Where the fuck is my son?

Get in there.

-Santi. -Papa.

Are you okay?

Hold it.

Yes, yes.

Easy, calm down, I'm good. I'm good.

My son isn't the one who murdered your friend.

I know that.

Then what the hell do you want?

To show you who's the boss here.

And I'm gonna collect the money that you owe us.

Papa.

I paid Sebas, all the money's gone now.

Well. I haven't received that money. And you're outta time,

so since you made me angry, that 20,000 euros

has now doubled to 40,000.

-You're a heartless asshole. -In my world, yeah!

Get it to us in 24 hours.

If not, the next time you set foot inside this house,

you're gonna enjoy washing your dead son off the floor.

W… Wait. Calm down, okay?

Let's move.

-Papa? -Are you alright?

I'm fine.

Sons of bitches.

Listen, everybody, we got this, we do.

As long as we all stick together, we can do it. Yeah?

Jimena, it's like they knew we were coming,

the riot police are here right now.

Shit.

I knew it.

Well, what are we gonna do?

We're breaking in,

or my name isn't Jimena Abantos.

Let's move. Yeah, come on. Follow me.

-Let's go. Let's move it, everyone! -Jimena, please wait. Wait.

-Jimena! -Keep going, let's do this.

You should all be ashamed of yourselves!

Why are you here instead of looking out for the folks who need it?

-Get back, ma'am. -What do they pay you to do, huh?

To beat up the locals?

Ma'am, please back away, you can't go in.

This area is for the neighborhood.

Entrevías is not for sale.

Let her go! Back off right now. Let her go for fuck's sake. Let her go!

Let go!

Get off of me.

-Run, Nelson! -Come on!

-Let's move! -No, no, no! Get the fuck off me!

Hey! Hey, don't hurt her!

Let's move, come on!

-Don't go out there yet. -Wait…

-There are cameras. Take off that jacket. -What?

Gimme the helmet.

Take your jacket off, I saw what you did!

If they catch you, you're fucked, Come on.

-Okay. Who are you anyway? -Put this on. Okay?

That's not important.

Walk down the street and pretend nothing happened.

All right? Just go!

Abantos.

-A concussion? Any side effects? -Marteache.

Yes, the family's been told.

Yep. Call me if there's more news. Ciao.

-Amand-- -No.

Jimena, follow me to my office.

Right now.

Sit down.

-Amanda, let me just… -Don't talk yet, it's my turn!

The first thing you need to know is that I love you. Okay?

I love you with all of my heart.

And I hate having to see you suffer when I can't do anything about it.

So then why are you yelling?

Because I need to pretend that I'm chewing you out.

Shit, now one of my agents is in the hospital because of what you did!

And the whole police station is watching us!

So now…

Now I'm going to bang on the table, okay? Don't worry.

Holy shit.

Is that who I think it is?

She's giving her a really hard time.

Now I need to justify why the hell you're about to walk away.

So you better put on a show full of tears when you march outta here.

And pretend that I've fucking chewed you out!

Oh shit. She make her cry?

Sweet baby Jesus.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Honey, don't overdo it. They're gonna notice.

I'm actually crying, Amanda.

The situation I put you in is terrible.

You already have problems here,

and these last few months

I've been insufferable.

Don't say that, sweetie, please don't.

I mean it. I mean it.

And you're always so patient.

I'm so sorry. Forgive me, my love.

But there's nothing to be sorry for.

It's been a rough time for you, you just lost your daughter.

And I feel so bad because I'm not sure how I can help you out.

You always know how to help.

You do.

You're the best thing to happen in my life, Amanda.

I don't think I'd be able to go on without you.

Don't tell me that, Jimena.

If you do, I'm gonna feel like crying but I can't.

All I wanna do now is throw you on this table

and kiss you so hard it takes your breath away.

Jeez, should we go in there? Or…

What an amazing idea, you can go first.

I love you so much.

I love you!

Look like you're working.

I want them all uncuffed right now and processed for release.

Get them out of my sight!

Javi, got a new one for you,

Caught him shoplifting.

Okay, set your belongings here, please.

All right. He's all yours.

Hi, Jimena.

-Hello, Pepe. -How are you?

I came as soon as I could. I'm sorry I missed so many calls.

Come in.

What's happening?

Relax. Just sit down.

Thank you for coming here on such short notice.

I wish that this wasn't necessary.

Tirso, my God. What's happening?

We need to find 40,000 euros.

What?

Santi's in really big trouble.

And it's the only way to get him out of it.

Forty thousand?

What did he do?

The man who was sent to pick up the debt,

he was murdered,

so the money never made it to the people Santi owed it to.

-They want it all, plus interest. -Oh…

Wait, you're gonna pay these low-lives?

What I really want to do is to go after those bastards

with all we've got.

But yesterday…

we came very close to losing Santi.

And today…

I think it could've happened.

They came here and broke into the apartment.

Think of Irene.

No way we're letting that happen again.

And for this to work I really need your help.

I've decided to sell the car.

And there are savings that I can access, but…

it doesn't come close to half.

And we only have 24 hours.

I think I have maybe around 8,000 euros in my bank account.

I promise that I'll pay back every penny.

But at this moment, I don't know when or how.

No.

You don't have to pay me back.

I…

I had a small cushion of around 6,000 euros for my retirement.

But honestly, I already came back from retirement.

Thank you, Pepe.

My love, you know that I'd give you everything I have.

But the bar's not doing well.

I only have debts.

-I don't know how I could help. -I know, I know, I know. Don't worry.

We'll all do what we can.

I… Let me see…

I… I… I can chip in…

what's here and…

fif… fifty euros I have at the house.

That's about 73 eu… euros.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you, my friend. It all adds up.

Santi…

Everyone's gone now.

Are you okay?

I won't let it be like this, Papa.

Only I got dug into a hole,

I don't want to drag you all down with me.

But that's what family is for.

Yeah.

And Pepe? And Sanchís?

You don't have to share a last name to be family.

Papa.

I promise I will pay back every cent that I owe you.

I'll find a place for Fanny and the children…

and I'll sell my house.

Right now what's important is getting you out of this.

One day at a time. Right?

Right.

You like playing with Grandma? Yes.

Still here?

Are you okay, my love?

I am.

Tirso,

I know what it means for you to decide to pay these guys

and to admit that you're scared.

Did I say that?

I doubt it.

Yes. And it means a lot.

In fact, I love it when you're like that,

showing emotions, getting all sensitive.

Let's go.

Nelson?

What is it?

Why didn't you say anything?

About what?

That my father's in Entrevías.

Well, I found out today.

The man that was in front of the bar in the car,

that man is Nelson's father.

I think it's best if I leave you two alone.

Tirso. Let me explain.

You weren't planning to tell me?

Well, no. Because I don't want you to face him.

So what? Now you make all of my decisions for me?

Yes, because I'm your mother, the one who raised you.

The one who stayed with you instead of running away to a war.

For me, he's not your father. And that'll never change.

Period.

At this point, we're totally lost and we're short on time now.

So, buddy, what the hell do you want to hear from me

that you don't already know?

I have to be going now.

Sweet baby Jesus.

Sweet baby Jesus, I can't believe this.

Camila!

Camila.

Did your head turn the same fucking way

as the girl from The Exorcist?

He had nowhere to sleep, okay?

Finding his sister was a big pain in the ass.

What the fuck am I gonna do now?

Why the hell is there a guy who's completely naked

in my fucking police station, Camila?

Well, he smelled so bad I took him down to the showers.

Alcaron went to find a tracksuit for him to wear.

Look here, Camila, that's a very kind gesture,

but police stations aren't psychiatric hospitals.

Eventually, you release everyone after they are done.

Are you listening to me?

-Are you listening? -Ezequiel, look.

Ooop ah!

Well, this isn't your natural habitat.

Hmm, no. The truth is, I don't feel very comfortable,

but I decided to come cause I miss you.

-Hmm. -Well, that and I want to see Quini.

And I want to play pro soccer someday.

Well, I wish you good luck.

Look, I know you're trying to avoid a war and I really respect that,

but I also know that you're a cheating piece of shit,

and for you to achieve your goals, you're capable of lying to me.

You said that Quini didn't murder Pantera,

so I want to hear Quini say it personally.

Quini.

Quini, you owe me a bunch of favors, so do me one now.

I'm gonna bring you a visitor. It's not one you're going to like.

Who is it?

Just shut your fucking mouth and try to listen to her.

Bring her in.

Come on.

-Motherfucker! I'm gonna fucking kill you! -Quini, Quini, Quini!

Quini. Hey.

Dulce, now's the time to say what you want.

Dulce, I need you to tell him what you came here to tell him.

Okay, Godpapa!

-What? -I didn't murder your man.

Of course it was you, you whore.

-Do you think I'm stupid? -I'm a whore. Blah, blah, blah…

You're an idiot. You're an idiot. It really wasn't them.

Now, what she wants to hear from you

is that you didn't kill Pantera.

I'm gonna have you look her in the eyes and you better say it.

-What? -Say it!

Pantera? Never even heard of the guy.

-He's a nobody, piece of shit. -He's what? Say that again.

-He's a piece of shit. -Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Say that one more time, asshole. -Hey!

-Huh, what? Was it you or not? -No, it wasn't us, damn it.

The next corpse that you find is gonna have my name written all over it.

-What corpse? -Mark my words.

-Let's see if you get out. -We'll kill him ourselves.

-Piece of shit. -Do I make myself clear?

You can borrow it, but give it back.

This son of a bitch always keeps them.

I think around 11 or 11:30 or so.

My God, this can't be real!

What are you doing here?

So did you bring me my money? Or what?

No.

And I don't plan to get it either.

But my loved ones shouldn't be dragged into this.

They don't deserve it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

And I doubt that they deserve a fucking piece of shit like you

in their lives.

And that's just how it is.

If you don't pay you know what's gonna happen to you.

How about if I work for you?

Doing what?

Selling drugs or…

There has to be something I can do.

Well, listen, today is your lucky day.

You're so lucky.

Because tonight, there's a poker game going on.

With very high stakes.

Quini won't be there, so his seat'll be empty.

So, if you're good at it…

you'll get back what you owe me.

Yeah, but… I have nothing to bet with.

Well, just use something valuable as collateral.

Like, I don't know, a nice car, or a house.

Something like that. You know what I mean.

Play all of your cards right and you'll be a free man.

Huh? Easy.

Okay.

Great.

Go on. Go.

Thank you.

The report on Pantera.

You look like you're done reading it.

Tell me the barbecue guy made an error, I'd love for that to be the case.

-Mm-mm. -Wow.

That's fucking awesome.

We're running out of time and have no fucking idea about anything.

I need to put Quini out on the street, and the minute he's back out there

World War III will finally begin.

I'm going.

Where?

I think I should try something more diplomatic.

Yeah.

How are you doing, Quini?

How are things going?

It's been ten hours since I spoke to my lawyer.

You haven't even let me take a damn piss.

How the fuck do you think I'm doing, motherfucker?

Luigi, open this door, he's gotta pee.

But don't cuff him, I'll go with.

Wait, where are you going?

Let's talk, you and me.

-What the hell do you want? -Come here.

Look, Quini, you and I have had our ups and downs for a while now.

I've put you in this fucking jail,

because out there some crazy son of a bitch who wants to start a war,

and is pitting you two against each other.

That's for my brother, you son of a bitch.

-He stabbed me. -Call an ambulance. Right now.

Easy, easy, easy.

An ambulance, call an ambulance, Luigi.

Fuck, I can't believe Dulce would do this. Quini. Quini!

His name is René. He's Nelson's father.

It's been 20 years since I last saw him.

I told him to go to fucking hell and to forget about me.

I didn't tell you because I was afraid of what might happen.

It was to protect you.

To protect me?

-From him? -No.

From you.

I didn't want you to confront him.

And do I have any reason to confront this René?

There's no reason, I promise you.

Tirso…

Come on, let's get outta here.

I love you.

I'm exhausted.

Maybe tomorrow.

Okay.

See you tomorrow.

Hello?

ABANTOS HARDWARE STORE DEEDS

COPY OF DEEDS

Come on, let's go. The party's just about to begin.

Follow me. Right inside.

It'll be just fine. Yeah?

All right, let's go.

Hello.

You know, right?

Yeah.

I'm here to give this back to you.

You didn't have to. Thank you.

And I wanted to say to you,

I don't need anything.

And I want you to leave my mom in peace.

Okay?

Fine.

But if it's the last time you see me, could you hear what I have to say?

About 20 years ago,

the paramilitaries

brutally murdered my sister.

Raped her, tortured her.

And that's why I left you and your mother behind

and disappeared into the jungle.

I needed to get revenge and to kill them for her.

I went down a very dark well

for many years.

And that's when…

I discovered God.

Well, I can't say I know much about God or His will,

but I'm very clear what my will is.

Get outta here and forget me.

I can't. You're my son.

I won't pretend you don't exist.

Anger and pain kept me away from you for so long.

But believe me…

it weighs upon my soul

every second I'm not with you.

Now that you're a parent,

there's a chance that might make sense.

Nelson, is that you?

Hi. You're my little cutie.

We're lucky, he didn't hit any vital organs.

We're lucky it's pretty hard to murder someone with a knife

when you have no idea what you're doing.

Look at this poor kid.

He's just a college student and his life is already ruined.

I hope you no longer have an urge to organize free tours at the cells.

Our goal, in case you forgot what it is, Ezequiel,

is to avoid starting a war between the gangs.

Yet the only thing we've done is provoke them to kill each other.

And what about the assassin?

We still don't have a clue who it is.

Yes, we do.

This witness would like the chance to change his statement.

I don't believe it.

Sunday Boy.

I was still awake that night.

When the car pulled up, it parked out front.

What kind of car was it?

The lights blinded me.

But it was large.

And a person? Did you see them?

I saw someone remove an unconscious body

and… I saw him take it to the warehouse.

And then…

he spun around

and I saw his face.

And would you recognize his face?

If I saw him.

Finally, we have something to go on.

We need to keep it up now that we have information.

Inspector. We have news about the assault at the foundation.

-Give me one second. -Okay.

First thing tomorrow, we'll organize a line-up with Sunday Boy. Understood?

Amazing work, you two.

Inspector, it really has not been easy to convince Sunday Boy.

But we were always persistent with him, no matter what.

The two of us worked very hard.

-The two of us worked very hard… -To the end.

Of course, yeah, yeah.

-You have got some balls, you know that? -Ha!

Baby blue, you gotta know one thing.

Since we share the same problems as coworkers,

we have to share the same achievements, doesn't that make sense?

Santi, I'm home!

Santi?

Damn it.

Son of a bitch.

Shit.

Jesus, I think your sister is gonna freak out

when she sees you sleeping in a real bed.

And get that fucking thing off your head, you took a shower.

It's where I keep my money.

Wow.

Just buy a wallet at a store.

There are no wallets without thieves.

-Wow. Mm. -No one will steal my hat.

I never go to bed without learning something new.

Well, have a good night and tomorrow I'll see you at the station.

Later.

I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8:00, Sunday Boy. Have a good rest.

I'll give you a little peck here.

And another one there. Mwah!

Ah! What's that? Is that your grandmother?

Hi, Grandma! Look, I can fly.

No!

No, help me! Ah!

Amanda? What's going on?

-What happened? -Is Nelson here?

Yes. Why?

This morning an officer was assaulted near the foundation.

It's serious, but he's conscious.

We showed him some pictures and he identified you, Nelson.

What? No, no, no, no, no. That's impossible.

-Did you assault him? -What are you saying? Amanda.

I'm sorry but I have to take you to the station.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Please give me a moment, just a moment.

-Wait! No one's coming in. -Gladys, calm down.

-Get away from my door! -Mama. Please don't.

-Cooperate with us. -Hold the baby, it'll be okay.

I need to go. It'll be alright. Okay?

Ba!

Amanda, what's gonna happen?

I don't know, Gladys.

He has a criminal record. I'm afraid that's not gonna help.

Oh God!

It's okay. Watch the baby.

I'm sorry.

Santi?

Santi?

Santi, what happened?

Did they hurt you?

No, no, I'm okay, but…

I didn't win.

The hardware store, it's…

I bet it on poker and…

It's my fault.

I didn't know what to do.

It was the only way out.

No.

They won't take the hardware store.

They won't take anything.

Come out, you bastards! Come out!

Papa, please!

Let's do this! Come out of there if you've got the balls!

Papa! Papa!

Papa!

Papa!

Papa, no! Please!

Papa, no, please!

Please, answer me! Papa!

Someone help!

Papa! Oh God.

Hello? Yes, I…

An ambulance right away to Bélmez.

I… I don't know, he was hit by a car.

Hurry, please.

Papa. Papa.

Hey, Papa, I'm here. Please, answer me.

Papa!

Papa.

Doctor, you have to hurry, it's Mr. Abantos.

You'd better sit down.

Please help. I'm begging you.

I'm certain you've got a fucking cop in this station

who's informing the killer.

-Who? -René.

I did a search and I found something.

This bastard is playing with us.

René is Nelson's father.

-Come on. -Nelson has a record,

he's gonna have to spend some time in prison.

I need money to get Nelson out of jail.

You have to accept that you can't win every war.

Call all the units, don't do anything until we've arrived.

-Everyone, stay back! -They're saying that a crazy guy

went in at gunpoint and made a scene.

-I'll speak with him. -He threatened to shoot.

I know what I'm doing.

Put your hands on your head.

I'm gonna put an end to this fucking shit.

This gun only has one bullet in it. Your war ends here and now.

This son of a bitch doesn't have feelings.

There's nothing we can do.