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Tomorrow you'll be a free woman, Mexicana.

Go to this address. Someone there owes me a favor.

It's in Madrid.

This is my husband's house. Santiago Fisterra.

Who could have sold it to you?

Mr. Eddie Alvarez.

The shift is 12 hours long, plus the time you take in cleaning all up.

Take it or leave it.

-Here's your champagne. -Our champagne.

-Lieutenant! -Mexicana!

You sent her to jail for not telling you where the drugs were.

What makes you think it's different now?

Her false moves will tell us where the drug is.

-How much for me? -Half.

You're my partner.

This is the first time you look and talk to me with respect.

The Count of Monte Cristo's treasure, Mexicana!

And it's all ours.

Well, I did my part.

-Now you have to use your contacts. -Tomorrow.

You'll see it's easy to put half a ton of coke on the market.

But we have to be patient.

Distribute it ourselves? Are you crazy?

You want to end up like Jaime?

Teresa!

It's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

Look, do me a favor.

You keep the other half, I give you all the blow,

we never met, and I'll gladly bring flowers to your funeral, okay?

-Don't be a fool. -I'm not a fool.

Listen to me, Patricia, this is not a game or a beauty contest.

If anyone knows about this, it's me.

We don't have the means to distribute half a ton of coke.

-No one will know it's ours. -What are you saying?

Everyone knows you were with the idiot who stole half a ton.

And the Russians don't have good manners, okay?

If they tried to kill you when they thought you weren't in it,

imagine what they'll do when they find out you knew.

-They won't find out. -Don't be naïve, Patricia!

As soon as we put the first gram of coke on the market,

not only the Russians but Narcotics, the Civil Guard, everybody will chase us.

Or what? You want to sell gram by gram, like an idiot,

and end up in the trunk of a car with flies in our mouths?

-Say what you want, idiot. -Idiot but alive.

Let me remind you something. I've been shot a lot more times than you.

I can't believe it. That's the guy who sent me to jail.

Good night, Ms. Farrell. What a pleasant surprise.

-Remember me? -Of course.

I guess she's your dear friend. Ms. Mendoza.

-Well, well, Lieutenant. -Commissioner.

Commissioner. It was about time you welcome me to my freedom.

What do you want?

I think you won't mind stepping out of the car for a minute.

It's just a routine inspection.

So now you're behaving, Patricia?

Like a saint. Can't you see it?

How do you know my friend?

Teresa Mendoza.

She was an accomplice of a drug dealer, Santiago Fisterra.

They were both caught red-handed in Estepona Beach.

Five years in prison for dealing drugs, two of them in the El Puerto prison.

It's always the same, Patricia. Birds of a feather...

Very well. I'm glad you're clean. You can go.

-Did you doubt it, Detective? -Commissioner.

Whatever.

So rich, and so clumsy.

You'll take me yourself to the half a ton.

Flores?

Where is Flores?

He tried to buy me with this.

Here, Flores. This is for you.

You just need to be discreet. This is only the beginning.

When we have the other half a ton in our hands,

it's gonna rain a lot more.

Did you notice how he puts on airs?

Thank God you had the brilliant idea of leaving the blow in the cave.

And the sample pound, I'm glad we left it in the shed.

Otherwise, we'd be back in El Puerto by now.

You're a genius, Mexicana.

You know, when you feel things are about to get bad, they'll get worse.

Really. We must deal directly with the Russians, and no one else.

Otherwise, I'm out.

Okay.

Look who decided to come.

The O'Farrell patriarch came to see his prodigal daughter.

My friend, Teresa Mendoza.

-Nice to meet you. -My pleasure.

I need a moment alone with her, please.

Yeah, sure.

I'll wait outside.

A Dogs chief came to see me.

The police suspect you're still in the drug business.

And you believed them, of course.

I don't believe in your regeneration.

Then, father... why must we have this unpleasant conversation?

Because I warned you last time.

That it was the last time I stood up for you!

I did come to remind you you're at your own risk, Patricia.

And if you ever commit another embarrassing felony again,

there will be no defense, lawyer, money or anything for you.

You can rot in jail for all I care.

And you're immediately excluded from our family estate. Got it?

Crystal clear, father.

Let them throw my share of the inheritance to your grave.

Because you and me were done the day you put your filthy hands on me.

What happened?

Nothing. The usual.

-Shall we get out of here, Mexicana? -But where?

Let's go make a fortune. Our future begins today.

I'm sick of depending on this family that's half Irish and half Andalusian.

Carrying their last name is enough.

-How's your promotion going? -Great.

In less than a month, I'll be the new General Director.

There will be no one on top of me.

That calls for a toast.

Cheers.

And a raise.

Yeah, you know a cop earns the same as a beggar.

I didn't mean that.

I meant this.

Oleg, Oleg.

I gotta admit, doing business with you is a real pleasure.

No one suspects our business?

Of course not. My record is spotless.

I have no doubt about that.

Thanks for the attention.

On another matter...

You know Patricia O'Farrell is out of jail?

Arenas' widow?

That one.

The one you tried to kill when you attacked that man.

No. False.

Fuck...

That wasn't our plan. She got in our way and...

Excuse me. It's a call from Moscow.

Oleg?

Who is this?

I'm Patricia O'Farrell.

This phone's owner's girlfriend.

The one you killed. Remember?

We have to talk about business.

I hope this is enough, I don't know what else you might need.

Okay?

See you at the rendezvous, then.

You look like someone gave you good news.

Yes. A lady wants to see me.

She must be really hot.

She is. And graceful.

No.

It wasn't Patricia O'Farrell, was it?

Why would she call the man who tried to kill her, as you say?

Besides, it's just business. I gotta go.

Order whatever you want. It's on the house.

That's what it was.

Ladies, Mr. Yasikov is waiting.

I don't like this at all.

I don't know why you told me to dress like this.

Clothes make the man.

And when he sees us, he has to think we're worthy.

The first impression is what counts, remember that.

I don't know if what we rehearsed will be enough to convince the Russian.

Just relax and let me talk. I know how to deal with these thugs.

Wait here.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

It's the technology's fault. Microphones and that stuff.

Would you like to drink something?

-No, thanks. -No, thanks.

So you have half a ton of cocaine.

Where did you get it from?

It's part of a ton you brought from Colombia some years ago.

How many pounds did you confiscate?

The ton they stole from you.

But it's in Customs now.

That amount was supposedly confiscated by the police.

You were misinformed.

I have that half a ton now.

And... 1000 pounds are too many pounds.

That's why we came to you first.

You'll have to excuse me, sir, but you cannot go further.

Your weapon, please.

Are you kidding? I'm the Commissioner, remember?

And you kindly decided to give me the first choice to buy my own drug.

Whose wonderful idea was it?

Hers. She thinks of everything.

She's way better than me at calculating risks and possibilities.

Who is she?

My partner.

"My partner."

It's good to have a partner.

It's also good to talk.

Risks... and possibilities.

It takes time to die.

And on your way to death, you might tell me...

where the drug's hidden.

Do you understand... partners?

I don't like to pay twice for what's mine.

I don't like to kill women either.

But life is... so cruel.

And I'm so... Russian.

You have something that's mine.

And you'll give it back to me.

You can choose whether to do it the easy way...

or the hard way.

Based on the original work of Arturo Pérez Reverte: La Reina Del Sur

We want a deal that benefits us all. That's how we want it.

I made a mistake with Jimmy.

I should've made your boyfriend talk.

Or you, in the hospital.

But I didn't know you knew.

How time flies.

I hope you recovered from the... incident.

Those three holes almost sent me to the other side along with Jimmy.

My lawyers told me you didn't mention my name in the interrogations.

I have to thank you for that.

You saved me a lot of trouble with your silence.

With Jimmy's death and my three shots, we're even.

If we have to name this negotiation,

let's call it a compensation, okay?

You've waited several years.

You're a patient woman.

I guess half a ton is a good motivation.

Unfortunately, that supply is mine.

And no matter how hard I think about it,

I don't know why I have to negotiate...

when I could get my blow back for free.

But you don't know where it's hidden.

And we can find another buyer.

"Hidden."

"Another buyer."

You ladies are mysterious. And very beautiful.

It would annoy me to get the information the hard way.

Because you...

mysterious ladies...

would no longer be so beautiful... because you'll be dead.

It's true, you could get your blow back for free.

But the place where it's hidden... it's really hard to get to.

It would be risky... and very unpleasant for you.

Besides, you would lose a granted benefit.

-Your name? -Teresa Mendoza.

-Colombian? -Mexicana.

Your turn.

Explain to me... why I shouldn't kill you.

What is this, Flores?

Besides, why should I ask? I'm the boss.

You were, Juarez. You were the boss.

Now you're just an ordinary criminal. And you're under arrest.

Give me your weapon.

Your weapon.

I see it now.

You weren't interested in the money I gave you, right?

You wanted my position from the start.

And what proof do you have against me exactly?

I have it all.

All our conversations, the reports you corrupted,

the drugs we confiscated that never got here.

And the icing on the cake,

the money you tried to buy me with.

You have no idea what you got yourself into.

Whatever. But your business with the Russians is over. Come on.

Come on!

I don't really know how much the middle men keep.

But currently, a pound of coke costs around 40,000 in "Gringolandia."

60,000 for us.

If that's so, that half a ton of cocaine

sold here in Europe, today, would be worth around... 15 million.

Paty told me you paid five million in cash then,

and a million in...

I don't know how you would call that...

"old" weaponry you gave to the Colombian Cartel.

Secondhand technical equipment.

Okay, that.

That's a total of six million. Right?

Go on.

Okay. With us, that half a ton will only cost you six more million.

So, in other words, you get a huge discount.

But... I still don't understand.

You want to make me pay twice.

Yes, but you'd still make three million over the current price.

Besides, those 1,000 pounds of coke, once diluted,

and prepared to be distributed in your country,

will be worth... around 75 million at least.

That means a 53 million net profit for your people.

I think it's a great deal.

Besides, the market will be supplied for some time, so... everybody's happy.

You're... really good with numbers.

-Watch them. -Yes, sir.

Wait, there's something else, the hashish.

What's with the hashish?

You don't have hashish.

-Of course we do. -That's not true.

Before I went to jail, I used to deal with hash.

I know the market like the back of my hand.

And you were never mentioned.

You still depend on the Moroccan and the Spanish middle men.

Am I wrong?

You want to sink you teeth into the hashish business and don't know how.

I know how.

We only need the means to do it.

What means?

Rubber boats, outboard motors, strategic reception spots.

And the payment for the first contacts.

And do you really know about this?

I'm risking my life here with you. Mine and my friend's.

Do you think I would mess with that?

Do we have a deal?

If you can prove you know the way to the hashish... we have a deal.

Your lives depend on that.

Go notify the General Director that Saturnino's here.

Damn.

It's the first time you called me by my first name.

We're getting closer now.

-Go ahead. -Come on, sit down.

As you wish.

You'll have plenty of time to sit in jail.

Saturnino, Saturnino.

A whole life dedicated to this, thrown away. What a pity.

Internal Affairs determined you're taking bribes from the Russian mob

and from everybody else, of course.

We had been hunting you for some time, Nino.

I want a deal.

You're in no position to ask for anything, man.

I'm not? Is that what you think?

Don't forget I know where you buried all the corpses you left behind over time.

I know every mistake, every false move, the bribes paid with official money.

Shall I go on?

I won't go down alone. I'll drag some of you with me.

I hope you go to hell along with everybody in this office

after the press conference I'll give from jail.

And what are you proposing? You know we can't just erase this.

No more than a year in prison.

And when I get out, five million euros and a clean record.

You'll make the sharks happy and buy my silence. I want it in writing.

Okay, Flores.

You're now in the position that Nino gently conceded you.

And your first task will be to draft the document he's asking. Okay?

-Got it. -That's all, Commissioner Flores.

For the queens.

Let's make a toast to us and to our first six million euros tax free!

No, we can't toast to something we don't have, it's bad luck.

We must take the coke to a safe place first, or he won't give us a dime.

That's certain, Paty.

So let's toast to something else, my heart is racing.

Don't be superstitious.

Everything went wonderfully, the Russian is in your pocket.

My hand was shaking!

When you were speaking to the Ru--

-I was scared to death... -No, me too! I was shaking!

I swear I almost stood up and said,

"You know what, Oleg? We'd better just give you the stash and say goodbye."

I was scared to death!

But then you pulled your unwavering stiff princess...

I looked at you and said, "Where is she getting those aces from?"

And when you mentioned the hashish, his eyes sparkled like fireworks.

-You gave him quite an impression. -I don't know where that came from.

I was just improvising so we didn't get killed right there.

You know what?

I wasn't wrong the first time I saw you.

Drug dealer, sailor, and beaner.

Interesting.

I thought...

"She's the one. She'll be your partner for the rest of your life."

Tomorrow we'll know how much time we have left, Patricia.

Tomorrow we'll be either two rich women with an incredible future...

or two dead women in the trunk of an abandoned car.

Commissioner Flores. They just left.

Good, the sea and ground units are ready. Let me know when they arrive. Okay?

This is the deal we're offering to Saturnino Juarez.

Take it to the General Director for approval.

Tell him I'm after the posh girl and La Mexicana. I'll keep him posted.

Sunlight suits you, Yasikov. You look better than last night.

Everything's ready.

Perfect.

We gave you everything you asked.

I forgot my bikini in the car, I'll be right back.

Paty and Yasikov.

It wasn't a good idea to bring your friend.

She's my partner. I won't do anything without her.

My men are alert.

I hope this isn't a trap. I don't like surprises.

I don't like surprises either. I hate them.

I'm ready. We can go.

Here, Commissioner.

Nino was right.

1,000 pounds of coke are enough to make her forget he killed her man.

From now on, there can be no mistakes.

Your lives depend on that.

And who the hell is she?

Notify the helicopter they can take off.

But tell them to keep distance, they can't see them.

Yes, Commissioner.

Good, Collado. Keep alert.

-They're setting sail, Commissioner. -Let's give them some advantage.

We must keep ourselves out of their radar's scope.

Congratulations. Your first action as Commissioner will make history.

Let's not count our chickens before they are hatched.

-Captain, are we ready? -We're ready.

-Let's sail. -Right away.

CUSTOMS

This way. Come.

Jaime chose the perfect spot to hide the drug.

I didn't expect him to be so smart.

What a coincidence. He felt the same way about you.

The tide will rise in two hours, now is not the time to chat.

Here it is.

And the fun begins.

Light!

This is the half of the shipment we lost years ago.

We did our part. Now you'll have to figure out how to take this ashore.

And pay us what you promised.

Let's see.

Colombian coke is the best.

I'll take one for myself.

Quickly, we must take the load...

White Wolf to Bird One.

Don't get too close. The Commissioner doesn't want to alert the target.

Copy?

Slow down, we're getting too close and we'll scare them.

-What does the radar say? -They're going slowly.

They're waiting for something.

They just stopped, and another ship is coming.

-Another ship? -Yes.

Let's intercept them, they're gonna load the drugs.

Collado, White Wolf here.

Bird One here. Go ahead.

Go for them. I repeat, go for them. They're loading. We're on our way.

Come on, full speed.

Target in sight.

Search the ship. I want everybody in there under arrest.

There's nothing here.

Where are the Russian and Paty O'Farrell?

-I don't know what you're talking about. -What do you mean?

-Who owns that boat? -My daughter and her husband.

Your daughter? And what are you doing here?

Enjoying the day.

I'm gonna ask you again. Where are Patricia O'Farrell and Yasikov?

This is an outrage!

I'll report this.

-Where are the Russian and Paty? -I don't know anything!

Bird One to White Wolf.

There's a boat heading towards the coast at full speed.

Initiating pursuit.

SCENES FROM THE NEXT EPISODE

I wouldn't want to be an enemy of La Mexicana's...

when she starts collecting.

La Mexicana's with the Russians.

Can you imagine what could happen to us?

Tell me everything you know about Oleg Yasikov

and his relation with La Mexicana.

What is it, Oleg? Why the long face?

It seems like he's seen a ghost.