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Happy Few is an agency that moves with ease in digital marketing,

branding and social media.

How do we do it? Well, we're a happy team.

Happy and talented. Happy and experienced.

Our results speak to our motto.

And what's our motto?

Your success is our success.

Trust us.

Trust us.

Your success will be ours, you'll see.

So?

-Shall we sign? Jordi, get the contract. -Wait.

It all looks great.

Really great, honestly.

-But I'm not sure. -You have doubts.

Don't worry, it's normal

to have doubts.

But visualize this with me.

You see a tired guy.

He's at the bus stop. There...

he thinks about his life. He looks up

and sees the slogan:

“The break you deserve”.

"Embark on an unforgettable journey”. Wow!

“We'll take you to paradise in first class".

Wow!

But I own a funeral home, not a travel agency.

Of course. Let's think about popular culture.

"You're going to a better place”, people say.

I'm sorry, but I don't need an ad campaign.

Luckily, people are going to keep dying.

But thank you very much.

Yes, but... Who's going to bury them?

You?

Or the competition?

Last year, the funeral business was worth

over 1.6 billion euros,

a 2.3% rise compared to the previous year.

Did you notice?

No...

Because the huge funeral home chains

are having small businesses like yours for breakfast.

What a great point, Sara.

I don't want to sell you anything you don't need.

We don't need to do that. Please, have a seat.

But everyone sat around this table

is committed to making your business fly.

Listen again. Fly!

Rather than being six feet under.

Get the joke?

At this rate, we'll end the tax year

with...

Are you listening?

Yes. I'll have the tiramisu.

He wasn't listening.

Hello.

You're Marcos Zamora.

Owner of Mora stores.

That's right.

Excuse my boldness, but when I show you

my ass, you're going to feel right at home.

-What? -Yes, because I always wear

boxers from your brand.

If you don't mind.

-See? -No, please.

No need. I believe you.

Thank you...

for giving my most intimate parts the perfect fit.

And now that's out of the way,

I'll introduce myself and then leave.

I'm Andrés Ocaña,

director of the Happy Few media agency and you don't know this,

but you're an inspiration to me.

I won't bother you anymore. In case you need us.

Thank you very much, but we have our own media agency.

Yes, I know.

Your last campaign surprised me. What happened?

Who the hell designed it?

My nephew.

The concept was good...

-But the development... -No, you're right.

The kid's an idiot,

but my wife is very fond of him.

Are you still fond of him?

I'm looking for an excuse

to send him to our factory in Bangladesh.

So, my people

will contact you to set up

a meeting.

Let's see if you're as good as you say you are.

Wonderful.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

TÍTULO PELÍCULA@AL OTRO BARRIO

It's too small, Encarna. There's a lot to fit in there!

-I told you so, Encarna. -Benjamín!

-Benjamín. -Sorry.

Excuse my son, Encarna, he's a pleb

and a bit thick. Not much up here.

-Sorry, Encarna. -Come back soon.

You're like family! Benjamín, come here.

How many times have I told you? Don't argue with customers!

Look at the gypsy kid. That's how you do it!

The handsome gypsy's here to make your day!

Rings, earrings, all as beautiful as you!

The perfect necklace to light up that face!

Look at him. Let yourself go more!

Are you my son or Ricky Martin's?

You need the gift of the gab!

Sorry I'm the only latino with no rhythm.

I want more from life than selling girdles to old ladies.

Sure.

You studied marketing and business so this is small fry.

Oh, no! You dropped out of high school.

You even failed gym!

That was below the belt.

My own dad laughing at my school failures.

As soon as I find another job,

-I'm gone. -Benjamín.

Benjamín, son.

Black, uneducated and from Los Caños.

I see you as executive of the year!

Take it easy!

I don't believe it! I don't believe it!

Marcos Zamora! You know how many stores he has just in Spain?

It's amazing!

-I have to finish this. -OK.

-Andrés. -Yes?

Andrés.

There are two people waiting for you in your office. They're from the IRS.

-What do they want? -They asked to see

the books. I gave them everything.

-Good. -They mentioned Los Caños.

Oh, my God! I'm just so excited!

In my office

are some people from the IRS. Don't say anything without a lawyer.

I'm leaving. I'll be back later, OK?

OK.

Andrés Ocaña?

The very same.

-Going somewhere? -To get a drink for you.

I only have tea in there.

What do you want? Coffee? Beer? Nothing?

Mr. Ocaña,

did you know that 6 years ago,

a law was passed to create jobs in deprived areas?

Yes, I'm aware of it. A very noble initiative.

I applaud it.

The problem is there are always

some tax payers who look for holes in the tax system

to take advantage of public funds.

The shame we all should feel as...

As a collective. As a country.

But, every law has its loophole. That's how it is here.

-Mr. Ocaña... -Kid.

I'm hungry. My patience is wearing thin.

-I like that. -Look, we know

you registered your agency in Los Caños to deduct a fortune.

No!

My old accountant suggested it. He doesn't work here now.

It's OK. Stay calm.

Let's fix this. I'll pay and we can move on.

How much are we talking?

Counting taxes, social security and training rates,

1,300,000 euros.

And 23 cents.

-That much? -Yes.

That much.

OK.

Well, I can't afford that, so what can we do?

You won't want me

to close and kick everyone out. Will you? Will you?

What a cheek,

what a cheek,

what a cheek.

If they lose their jobs it's because their boss is a smart-ass.

Allow me to say I'm also a victim, but anyway...

It's OK, because we're going to find a solution.

I know we are. It's important because this...

I'm getting emotional just saying it.

This isn't a company.

This is something else.

Here, we're all one.

Oscar-worthy! Oscar-worthy!

Completely Oscar-worthy!

The performance of the year.

To summarize, taking into account your crimes, you're facing

a sentence of 18 to 72 months in jail.

Jail?

-What do you mean jail? Jail, jail? -Yes, jail, jail.

You know, jail, as in prison.

Yes, unless...

Well...

Unless

you move your agency to Los Caños,

where your legal tax address is.

So let's do that! No fine and no jail.

No! There's no escaping the fine.

But at least you won't go to jail.

So? Spanish omelet?

-Please! -Good afternoon.

Good afternoon.

Thanks for coming.

Yeah! 18-9. My point. Your serve.

Man, I'm unlucky lately.

Cheer up, man. My life's worse

and I don't complain.

With my IT knowledge, I should be

working for Apple, not in my aunt's restaurant.

-Whatever happens, stay here, Ibra. -I'm a statue.

Ibra, Ibra, Ibra!

-Hello. -Hello.

We didn't think

-anyone was here. -It's OK.

I'm not surprised no one's here.

But the IRS are forcing me to move my company to this shit hole.

-No offense. -I've been here my whole life,

I know it's no Beverly Hills.

OK, then.

-You're from here? -Yes.

Do you know any

trustworthy builders to fix it up?

Me. I'm a handyman.

-What can you do? -I can fix this place up,

tile it, paint it...

The plumbing too. There are leaks.

But it has to look perfect.

We're a media agency. Clients will be coming here.

They have to believe we can make their product look

-much better than it is. -You're in the right place.

Here, we sell everything as if it were much better than it is.

-OK, you're hired. -I am?

-Yes. -For real?

Sure.

By the way, my name's Benja.

-Hi. -Thank you.

As you all know,

the IRS were here yesterday.

What did they say?

Well, there was a misunderstanding. Where I saw a legal saving,

they saw fraud.

The law is so confusing these days.

Come on, Andrés.

Tell us. How much did you swindle?

What are they offering?

-A new beginning. -What?

A radical change of scenery.

We're going to make the most of it.

We're moving...

To... Los...

-Pranos. -What?

Praños.

-What? -Where?

To Los Caños.

To Los Caños de Meca?

Oh, I love it!

Sun, seafood, good vibes...

No, it's Los Caños...

The neighborhood Los Caños.

Are you kidding?

The neighborhood Los Caños?

But Andrés, that place is like the Bronx.

We can't go there. It's dangerous, Andrés.

I always support you,

-but... -What the hell, man?

Hey, hey, hey.

Sara.

I'll go talk to her.

If I tell you something, will you listen?

-No, you listen to me. -OK.

My parents didn't send me

to the best college in Spain to end up in a hole like that.

I totally agree, that's why it's temporary.

-Two, three months. Four. -Not even five minutes.

Count me out.

OK, then.

That's that then. I'll tell everyone

they're fired, but not to worry.

The job market's great right now.

And we'll see each other in jail.

I'll put you on

my visitors list. But what if I'm in solitary?

You probably won't recognize me. I'll lose weight,

probably be disfigured. Maybe by my voice...

My voice is recognizable. Or my fingers.

My fingers.

-Andrés... -Well, what do you expect?

Give me a break!

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

I was at the doctor's.

Remember that pain in my leg?

Now my bone's sticking out.

You missed my sister's wedding

for the same reason. But it was the other leg.

Right. What's up, Nicoleti?

Nothing.

You're focused, huh?

Go on upstairs.

I have to talk to you mom.

Ciao, sweetie.

Thanks. Bye.

-You're welcome. -Be right up.

So...

I was late because something happened at the agency.

I'll fix it, but we're moving to Los Caños.

Wait. Los Caños?

That neighborhood is crime-ridden.

The police won't even go there.

It's full of illegal immigrants. Arabs, latinos, gypsies...

Chinese. You haven't insulted them yet.

OK, it's none of my business.

I don't care what you do, as I'm sure you understand.

Don't let the kid spend all night

on his phone, OK?

Did you buy chia seeds?

-And organic cashew flakes? -Yes.

-Detox juice in the morning, OK? -Yes, yes.

I bought everything organic. OK, bye.

Ciao.

-Nico. -In here.

-Is that my bed? -No.

It's your bed project.

Come on, it won't take a moment. Let's do this!

Excuse me...

Are we still in western Europe?

Yes.

-Do you want a receipt? -No, thanks.

Wait. This says we haven't arrived yet.

I have.

I can tell you that no cab driver with half a brain will take you

further than that streetlight.

Why not?

The last one that went in that neighborhood

had his car stolen,

his money stolen

and three dental implants.

What the hell?

You can't leave me here.

No, no, no!

Stop, stop! Hey! I have rights!

I do want a receipt!

Hey, gorgeous.

Where you going?

Look, I've got a gift for you.

If I liked guys, which is highly unlikely,

I would never ever look at

a social parasite like you.

Unfortunately, now I have to come to this shit hole every day,

so if you ever

say anything, look at me, or talk to me,

I'll make sure you never have kids. Got it?

Something wrong?

No, no, no.

Are we going in?

Yes, yes, yes.

Tell me that last night I had too many dry martinis

and this is a nightmare, I'm begging you.

Well?

New beginning or what?

Eh?

So much potential. Look.

Here, we have the industrial spirit.

It's everywhere. And nature

in the corners. Things blossom here.

It's like reaching a new world waiting to be created.

-Welcome to Los Caños! -It's wonderful.

WELCOME TO LOS CAÑOS

Form a semi-circle.

The Montoyas aren't scared of you!

This is our territory,

you assholes!

Get inside!

-Andrés. -What?

-Can we go back to civilization, please? -Hi.

-Squatter? -Don't be dumb!

Benja.

He's Benja, not a squatter.

Benja's the expert builder who fixed this up.

And he's the most respected guy in the neighborhood.

-A pleasure to have you here. -I can't say the same.

Nice to meet you.

Likewise.

I went to the Caribbean once. The people are so nice.

And with one of those wrist bands, they brought drinks

to us in our hammocks.

My parents came when I was one, because they didn't have wrist bands.

-I'm going to look around. -OK.

-Hi. -Hi.

I'm Lara, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet me too. I mean you.

Big mistake! Those chicks don't date guys from Los Caños.

For them, we're like second-hand clothes.

She obviously wears brand names.

You're right. I should forget her.

But did you see her smile?

It's like an industrial loft.

I said the same thing before.

We agree.

There's a lot of work still to do.

But this office has light.

Let me see what happened.

I'll go see what happened.

Oh, look, a Benetton ad.

Oh, look, a preppy clown!

OK, kid, let's make a deal.

Put that cable back and I won't call the cops.

You really think the cops

will come to the ghetto for a dumb cable?

If you want it back, pay up.

Hold on a minute. Are you blackmailing me?

No, just doing business.

40 euros

-and you can have it. -20.

-30. -25.

Let me talk to my accountant.

China? We call him "China"

cos he's Chinese.

Don't go lower than 30.

We have an open credit line with this dumbass.

Crazy. 30, or no deal.

OK, you win.

Here.

What are you doing?

They're like stray dogs. Feed them and you won't get rid of them.

Shut it, undies boy!

How to survive in Los Caños.

Lesson number one.

You'll see lots of people on the street,

but how do you know who the real shady ones are?

Sorry, excuse me,

but isn't everyone shady around here?

Hey, Jordi, there are good people here too.

The shady ones have dangerous eyes.

If they look at you like this,

cross the street.

So, I'm going to teach you some self-defense tricks.

Imagine you're walking along the street on your own,

without your boyfriend.

Well, if you have one.

-Do you? -Me? No.

Good! Good...

-Can I have a volunteer? -Me, me, me!

I do body pump.

OK, Adela. OK, then...

So, try and take my bag.

Don't worry, I'll try not to hurt you.

-Now? -Yes. You ready?

Go.

Fire!

Eh?

Oh my God!

OK, survival class over.

Thank you.

Natalia, what's up?

What?

Nicolás, that's enough!

Are you going to tell me what happened now?

Nothing happened.

He says nothing happened.

He's been suspended from school for a week!

Are you going to tell me, or not?

I said nothing happened, OK?

He was playing on his phone in class.

Mr. Charles very politely tried to take it and...

-Look! I can't even go on! -What did you say to him?

-I told him to suck my di... -Nicolás, please!

So what do we do now?

-This is the problem. -Hey!

Give it back! Give it to me!

This shit has disconnected you from reality.

There's life outside the screen.

OK? So go discover it. Go on, go.

Fucking cell phone.

What are we going to do with him? I can't take any more, Andrés.

He's not interested in anything.

Not robotics, not snowboarding. And school? You can imagine.

He's not even interested in girls.

OK, I might regret this, but...

I'm going to take him to Los Caños.

-What? -Yes.

Wait, Andrés.

Obviously I want the kid to wise up, but not with delinquents.

He'll end up talking Romanian and selling tissues at traffic lights.

Trust me, please.

I think it will do him good. Really.

I don't know, Andrés, I don't know...

Oh, OK then, but promise me he won't leave your office.

And keep him away from bad influences!

He's the bad influence!

I'm worried about the Romanian kid!

Team,

this is Nico, the new intern.

You're going to love it here. It's a superhero academy.

We have a prodigy in every department.

-He'll get your photocopies, coffee... -I drink a lot of coffee.

So, write this down.

I take my coffee strong, with oat milk. Neither too hot, nor too cold.

You know what stevia is? With stevia.

I have a special mug too. When I find it in this mess I'll let you know.

Great idea. Thank you!

Contact with phones is forbidden. Apart from that, party!

Time to discover life.

You can't fire me. There's a roof here, air conditioning,

people say "please".

-It's a dream come true. -I know, Benja, but the company

is going through a rough patch.

I'm not sure I can pay my staff.

I really can't afford to take on anyone new.

Thank you.

I feel bad. He's a good kid.

Andrés,

the meeting with Zamora. Shall I handle it, or Adela?

You handle it.

-May we? -Oh, look, the IRS.

-Good morning. -Welcome to Happy Few Los Caños.

You visit me a lot. What is it? Don't you...?

Don't you trust me?

Trust, trust, trust... No, we don't.

We came to check everything's in order.

Where are

the new employees?

-New employees? -Yes.

The law states you have to employ at least four residents of Los Caños.

-Four? -The grants

are given to create jobs in the neighborhood,.

Yes and what a coincidence, because there's one right there.

Benja. Come over here.

This is Benjamín.

Benja. Benja.

He's the newest member of the Happy Few family.

He's...

-Colombian. -Dominican.

Latino. With him we've started our integration work.

Say something, man! He's very discreet.

Say hi. They're from the IRS.

Wasn't I leaving?

Leaving? To go where? To go where?

To see that client?

It's midday and he's done six visits already.

Caribbean and a workaholic!

-How does the company treat you? -Good.

Actually, he just told me that...

I'm the new sales director and he's doubling my salary.

Wow!

Lucky you.

And the rest?

Working outside.

They're very busy. You can meet them another day.

Since we've come to the back end of beyond, we'll meet them today.

Let's go eat some tapas and we'll meet the rest later.

Bon appétit.

I need to hire three people in two hours. As my new sales

director, what do you think?

Easy. This neighborhood has the highest unemployment in Spain.

You have a degree in Law and Business and a Masters in marketing digital.

What are you doing working in a kebab shop with this CV?

When you're an immigrant from Los Caños,

they don't read past the first line.

I worked at Alfonso's hardware store.

The asshole fired me.

Because I'm a Gypsy.

Poor you.

I worked in a warehouse,

-but it burnt down. -You tell me

who a judge will believe.

A poor Gypsy, or a Spaniard?

In this case, the Spaniard,

because everyone knows you stole from the till every day.

Racist!

Then I worked for a food company, but it went bankrupt.

And you have a degree?

Are you interested in the world of media agencies?

Could you start straight away?

Would you like a drunk monkey for a boss?

Great.

Then I was a taxi driver, but I had an accident.

Then I was an electrician,

but...

I got electrocuted.

Yeah.

I was in the ICU for a year.

I fix phones, tablets, PCs. I'm a web programmer,

an expert in Big Data

and I can create a cybersecurity system. Ah...

and I can do the robot. Look.

I love him!

Morning.

Oh, shit.

Lucho. This guy's really dodgy.

The last one.

Hello, Lucho.

So, what job could you do?

Office security.

It would be a shame

if someone robbed you,

or burnt the office down,

-or broke that window... -Right.

Or ...who knows what else could happen?

OK, then. Welcome to the office.

Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

So, everything's sorted now.

Except for the small detail of the fine,

-which if I remember is... -No.

-No? -I mean, yes.

-1,300,000 euros. -What?

-And 23 cents. -You said it was 50,000.

I'll explain later.

Textbook compulsive liar.

Totally textbook. Textbook, textbook.

Best of luck, baby bird.

-Good afternoon. -Good afternoon.

What the hell?

I thought you didn't lie to me.

I didn't lie. I didn't tell you,

because I knew you'd react like this and for what?

Wasn't this supposed

- to be temporary? -It is.

With a debt this big,

everyone will lose their fucking jobs!

No.

No one's losing their fucking job,

because this agency's going to get the Mora contract

and when we do, because we will get it,

we'll all get given his underwear for Christmas!

And maybe even socks too.

Everyone get to work. With a smile!

Nicolai.

Hey, you want me to show you how we made that ad with the cow

-walking backwards? -No, thanks.

I don't want to, asshole!

-Screw soccer, dude! -Where'd you get this?

Mom bought it for me.

-Great. -She says in such a dangerous place,

-I have to be contactable. -Right.

United Nations!

What happened?

Didn't we have a deal?

My dad lost his job, so I have to bring money home.

Oh, no, what a shame. Of course.

And buy new sneakers too, right?

Tell someone else your bullshit story.

Pardon my French.

From a business man to a business kid,

my company's in crisis.

That's why we're here. There's no money.

I can't give you a cent more.

-No? -No.

Rat,

go fuck up his connection.

-We call him Rat cos he loves cheese. -Good thinking. Rat!

Wait. Come here.

There's no money, but think...

Do I have anything you might be interested in?

I'm beating you!

Whatever!

Yes, yes.

OK, then, Mr. Zamora.

See you next week.

Thank you. No, thank you.

Bye.

-We got the meeting with Zamora! -Yeah!

Yeah!

-Are we happy? -Yes!

Are we motivated?

Yes!

Good, because

we're going to have to live here! It won't be easy,

but when we're done, you'll look in the mirror

and be able to say:

-"I'm the fucking shit!". -Oh, yeah!

Oh, yeah!

Sara, let's go.

-For the presentation, I thought... -Don't think so much.

It's sorted. Andrés does the intro,

I do the technical bit, we sell the project,

then celebrate with a nice Burgundy.

But I can contribute too, since I was hired to...

You were hired to fulfill the quota of local people,

so don't get in the way and you've done your job, OK?

OK, this is done. We have to scan...

-How's it going? -Good, good.

-Tired? -Yeah.

I'm telling you, this project is going to be epic.

-Now, just work your magic... -Yeah.

...together.

You know that...

You're two different beings.

Each with their own, unique talent.

Together, you can...

You're two unicorns.

No. No way! I can't motivate my team like this.

Andrés, shut them up, or I'll kill them!

I need another coffee, OK?

Respect the chief!

I'm the best!

What are you doing, jerk?

To start with, this jerk is working

while you're all screaming, OK?

This jerk gave you a hand, you took my whole arm.

And now this jerk, the boss, is kicking you out.

-What? -Get out!

This doesn't bode well.

You must keep your word.

In this neighborhood, you can rob,

punch, swindle...

But if you don't keep your word,

you'll pay for it.

Remember those words.

Oh, shit!

Mendoza.

Now what?

Who is he?

The shadiest guy in the neighborhood and in Los Caños, that's real shady.

Smile.

-Smile, damn it! -OK, I'll smile.

Benjamín, how's it going?

I'm a little jealous.

I'm always asking you to work for me

and you go work for this guy.

What's that about?

What's that about?

This job suited my profile better and...

It's OK, man.

Don't be nervous.

I've known him since he was a nipper!

Really?

Pleased to meet you. Andrés Ocaña.

Ocaña, I know.

Carlos Mendoza.

It's a pleasure.

Here in the neighborhood,

there aren't many businessmen like us,

so it's good that we meet.

Of course.

Of course. Which sector are you in?

-Let me out! -Shut the fuck up!

I can't breathe!

OK, I'll be quiet, I'll be quiet!

As I was saying.

You and I are the same.

Businessmen who want the best for this neighborhood.

-The best. -Right?

The best.

So if you need anything...

and when I say anything,

I mean anything...

I'm right here.

That's great.

Benjamín! What a guy you are!

-I can't breathe! -Shut your mouth!

What a character.

Right?

What a character.

What a character.

What did that guy want?

Just to welcome us.

He's a very nice businessman, who's in...

He's in purchasing and sales.

Vegan food, conceptual art galleries, micro-theater...

You two are soul mates!

Hey, look. Her ex.

Muscly, good-looking, a surfer...

And he's Italian, spaghetti!

Even like him, bro! Follow!

All the guys she knows look like models.

This guy's super skinny.

Don't you know who he is, dude?

That's Leiva, a famous singer.

She says he's her idol.

And she likes this guy's look?

Wow! Nice look, Michael Jackson!

Shake it!

Is it carnival in Los Caños or something?

This is hipster. Hipster!

Oh, sorry.

Benja? I didn't recognize you. You look so...

So... like that.

I normally dress formal for work,

but this is my style.

You like it?

It's just like my idol Leiva's.

He's my idol too!

-Really? -Yeah!

We're like two peas in a pod! I've loved him

since he formed the band "Lazy",

active from 2001 to 2011. Then his solo career,

which started in 2012, with his LP "December".

Wow, a true fan. Do you like Carolina Durante?

Yeah, she's great.

It's a band, not a singer.

Yeah, of course, I meant

their last song.

That one that goes...

Love...

-Freedom... -I don't think I know

that one. One moment.

Hi, Carla, honey. What's up?

You were at home and you thought,

"If I dress up,

I'll win her over".

For some reason, this worked in your head.

Come on, Sara! I look cool.

OK, I'm pathetic.

I don't know how to get her attention.

No! Damn it!

I finally got a table at this hot Japanese place and my friend cancelled!

Who knows when I'll get another table.

Did you know Benja loves

-Japanese food? Right, Benja? -Who me?

Oh, yeah, I love egg fried rice.

This guy...

It works for me. I don't want to lose my table.

-You want to come. -Yes.

-Yeah? -OK.

-OK. -OK.

Did you see that? She's crazy about me.

I got a date with her, Sara! I got a date!

God, you're sad!

Hi, good evening.

Good evening.

Sorry, kid, you can't sell those here.

No...

My friend's waiting for me inside.

-Lara. -Do you think I'm stupid?

No.

She's a beautiful, hipster.

-Lara! -Sure.

She's inside with my girlfriend, Shakira. Get out of here!

-I swear it's true. -What did I say?

-She's there. Let me in. -Shall I call the police?

-OK, OK. -Out.

Unbelievable...

Two gourmet set menus.

Thank you.

Here you go.

-Morning. -Morning.

Hi, good morning!

-Hi, Lara. -Good morning.

Morning.

What are you doing?

What? Um...

Sorry,

-I dropped my... -Aren't you ashamed?

How could you stand me up at the restaurant last night?

-I'm so sorry, but... -But nothing!

I had to eat two gourmet set menus by myself!

You could've taken one home...

-To eat later. -Yeah, but so what?

-I eat when I'm nervous. -Yes, of course.

Of course...

My dad had a motorbike accident.

Really, Benja?

I'm so sorry, I didn't know. Is he OK?

Andrés!

Andrés!

What?

Zamora's secretary just cancelled the meeting.

OK, so find another day.

I emailed the new address

-yesterday. -Yeah...

And now they've replied saying they're not coming at all.

Not at all?

Looks like I'm not the only one

who's allergic to Los Caños.

-Beautiful place. -Yes, indeed.

It is an oasis of peace

and tranquility.

Zamora?

Ocaña!

What a coincidence!

Unbelievable!

What the...?

I don't believe it.

Sorry for that interruption. I don't know what

he's doing here.

-Isn't this funny? -What are you doing here?

-Playing some holes, what else? -Some holes?

Right. Where are your clubs?

My clubs?

Please don't club me to death.

I just want five minutes of your time.

No, you can have two.

The time it takes for security to get here.

OK, then.

20 years ago, I was in a tough situation.

I imagined opening my own business

and there was a story... that inspired me.

The story of a man who

started as the errand boy in a humble notions store.

Over time, he became the owner of that store.

Later, he opened another one.

And another one.

And then another and another...

Until he was one of the most important businessmen in Spain.

I had a newspaper cutting with that man's photo

on the wall.

In the interview beside the photo, the man said:

"I owe it all to the owners of that store,

because they gave me a chance".

I admired that man, I still do. If I could ask him something, I'd say:

Why did you change your mind if you liked the project?

Or now, is it beneath him to waste

two hours of his time in a humble neighborhood?

But I'll never know what he'd say.

What do you think he'd say?

Well... That maybe...

he'd waste those two hours.

-That's great. -Hey!

I won't take any more of your time. Have a great day.

-Hey, stop! -Zamora's my friend!

I'm innocent!

Stop!

I'll get it for you now, Eugenio.

Look, it's none of my business,

but if you tell her, she'll understand.

It wasn't your fault.

No, it's humiliating, Sara.

Our relationship's impossible.

You wouldn't get it. You're from a different world.

Sarai!

Oh wow, babe! You look amazing!

How are you doing?

Forgotten your friends, or what?

I think you're confusing me with someone else.

Sarai.

How could I get confused about that, babe?

After all the years we spent playing

in the square.

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

I'm so sorry. Bye!

-Sarai? -What an imagination,

poor thing.

You're from Los Caños?

Are you calling me a Gypsy?

You're a Gypsy!

Shut up and keep walking.

-It's OK! -Shut up!

Oh my God!

You look like that famous singer.

And no one knows? Not even Andrés?

No.

And that's how it's going to stay, right?

OK, OK. I never heard a thing.

The matter's closed. My lips are sealed.

Tell me what happened, go on!

-Didn't you get on with your folks? -Well...

Given we haven't spoken in ten years,

I'd say I didn't, no.

I get it, Sara.

I get you don't feel like talking about it.

So what happened?

Tell me!

Basically, I turned 18 and my folks assumed

I'd stay in Los Caños, take over the fruit store

and marry Cristian.

You didn't like Cristian.

No, I preferred Ángela, his sister.

-Oh, yeah, you're... -A dyke, yeah.

And they didn't take it well.

They're from another generation. They were raised differently.

Basically, they're pretty backwards.

And you haven't seen them since?

If they won't accept who I am, why see them?

It makes no sense.

When I left here, I made a clean break.

I changed my appearance, the way I spoke...

Sarai stayed in Los Caños.

But Sara was born.

Wow! You have a secret identity. Like Peter Parker and Spiderman!

It's so nice to share

something so personal with someone as mature as you.

-Thanks! -You're welcome.

But so much time has passed. They'll be dying to see you.

Why not? Now you're back here.

Because I'm very happy with the life I've built.

What a great chat. I feel much better. Thanks, Benja.

Adela.

Adela!

Can you turn off that song, honey?

Why? It's flamenco.

Since I've been in Los Caños, I feel more artistic.

I feel the magic!

Put your headphones on.

Hey!

You kept very quiet

about your secret!

What secret?

Not you! I'm talking to Benja.

He had a date with Lara.

I'll leave you to it, I can see you're not in the mood.

-Sara. -What?

Can you teach me flamenco? You're a Gypsy.

-What? -Can you

show me the document they sent today?

Is everything OK?

Yes. Yes, yes.

I'm going to get some air.

Get these guys out of here.

-Screen ready? -Yes.

-The cardamom tea Zamora drinks? -Yes.

Do I look like I'm going to be rich?

-Which answer first? -Any you like.

Everything's ready.

That's what I like to hear.

There's a penis.

A penis on the front.

How can I bring Zamora into

a building with a penis?

You little assholes!

Little assholes!

You drew a penis!

With balls. You can see it a mile away.

Look at it. It looks like...

Like it's watching us.

OK, this... This app will allow for

a paradigmatic change in the way...

-Who are you talking to? -What?

I'm a bit nervous. I've got a presentation

and I'm out of herbal tea and...

Hooked on herbal tea like my grandma.

That's messed up. You have to be careful.

I've got something better.

White widow.

This will leave you as loose as a goose.

Welcome to Los Caños, Mr. Zamora.

Mr. Ocaña.

This is Sara Romero, my right-hand woman.

-Pleased to meet you. -Likewise.

-Agustín Velasco. -Pleasure.

Will my car be safe here?

Completely.

We're well integrated. We took a gamble

coming to a place like this

in search of authenticity, but I think we've managed it.

-What great shoes. -Yes, thank you.

-Your own brand? -Of course.

Mine too, I don't mind admitting.

Galician cows, right? Amazing!

And you don't waste a thing.

T-bone steaks and leather. 100% sustainable.

Nothing wasted. After you.

Other way round.

Oh!

What are you doing here?

Zamora's downstairs!

What's up with you?

What's up with you?

We're so lucky, because Jordi doesn't just design the campaign,

at a certain point, Jordi

becomes the campaign.

I'll go get him.

Magic, magic, magic,

Adela. Magic.

Anyone for pastries?

Oh my God, Jordi! What happened?

Bring him a brownie, or some candy.

Yes, maybe it's his blood sugar.

Or nerves about the meeting.

Or a stroke?

-His face looks weird. -It always does.

Any more stupid suggestions?

He's clearly having a whitey.

Seriously? He already drinks, now he has to smoke too?

OK, think. What do we do about Zamora?

-Can you explain the app? -Him?

I even have to update his WhatsApp for him!

-What? -You heard me!

That's a lie!

-It's so true! -Zamora! Focus on Zamora.

-No crazy stunts, please! -OK.

The interface is intuitive

and uses the latest software

so the customer can really see

how the clothes look without having to

use a changing room.

Very interesting,

but won't it be hard to use?

No, no, not at all.

Anyone who can use their cell phone

to take a photo

can use it easily.

Allow me to demonstrate. Andrés.

This is wonderful!

The app, I mean,

not the outfit.

For now, I'll install it in my 15 stores in Madrid,

-for the sales. -Great.

If it works,

we'll discuss the rest

-of Spain. -Sure, no need to

differentiate between regions.

Thank you, Mr. Zamora. It'll be a hit.

So, without further ado...

You're a star. A star! Good job!

I know when we moved here,

the future of the company...

was less than clear.

But we've all been working hard for weeks

and with what we've achieved today,

we can say that Los Caños has brought us luck.

Yeah!

To Happy Few!

To Los Caños!

Alba, don't close the door.

-I don't have my keys. -OK.

Shut up!

Go away!

-It's this way, Lara. -This way?

-There's nothing here. -Trust me, you're going to love it.

Benja.

You like it?

-You like it? -It's awesome!

What is this place?

People talk trash about this neighborhood, but it has a good side.

I like it more and more.

It's authentic, warm,

with a great heart.

And it has beautiful eyes.

Morning! Drink lots of water today!

Gallons of it! Morning.

Hi.

-Morning. -OK, thank you. Bye.

We're screwed.

Why?

The bank won't finance the Zamora project.

Our overdraft's too high.

How much do we need?

200,000 euros, Andrés.

Let's find a solution.

-You won't tell me that either? -Tell you what?

Benja, Ibra.

Take my car and go to my house.

The back room on the left is my office.

In the second drawer in my desk is an envelope labelled "bank".

Get and bring it here ASAP, OK?

Focus.

-Off you go. -OK.

He's lent us his Benz!

-Let's go show it off. -Give me those.

We have to be responsible, OK? No crazy shit.

Put your foot down!

I'd like to speak to Mr. Álvarez, please.

Just tell him it's Andresito.

He'll know who it is.

We've been close friends since childhood.

What do you mean he's dead?

But I just saw him...

Three years ago?

Then I didn't just see him.

We're just dust in the wind.

Yeah! Go, go!

This is nothing compared with what you're used to.

For just 200 grand, you're in.

What? Really?

No, no, of course.

I'm sorry. I'll pay you back as soon as I can.

Yes, soon, soon. Goodbye.

DON'T PICK UP

And he put your hip back in place? I told you he was good, Mom.

Mom.

Just one small thing...

My inheritance...

Could I get it upfront?

Hey! Give me back my phone!

Give it back!

-Here's your drink, sir. -Thanks.

-And this. -Thank you.

Hello, my brother!

-Good to see you. -Mendoza, how are you?

How's it going?

-You don't look so good. -Well...

As a businessman, you'll understand.

Sometimes businesses have problems

with liquidity and that can really get to you, you know?

You're telling me!

-The weight of the crown. -Exactly.

I've got a problem

with some asshole too...

Another seller taking a piece of my pie.

And why do you think he's able to do that?

Who knows? Maybe his product's better.

But in sales, a lot more factors

come into play than the quality of the product.

-Sure. -Like the market price,

packaging... very important, and branding even more so.

-Brandy? -No.

Branding isn't a drink.

Can you show me a sample of your product?

A block?

Pass him a block.

Of course, of course.

Of course. You see?

Put it on a plate and what have you got?

A stock cube. It's not attractive

enough for potential clients.

Let's see what we can do.

To start, more commercial packaging.

Now, let's give it a recognizable

brand.

Wow!

What is it now?

Damn! It's something exclusive.

Clients won't want just any joint, they'll want

the "M".

Of course, the "M", the "M"...

They'll want a Mendoza.

"The king of joints".

Damn, you really know your stuff!

The king of joints, a Mendoza!

A Mendoza, man!

Look, he drew a crown and everything.

This... This is gold, my friend.

Gold! I'm telling you.

How good is this?

The crown is a nice touch.

Hello?

What?

-Good morning. -Good morning.

You called me. Something to do with

my car. My name's Andrés Ocaña.

Ah, yes, but don't worry.

We caught some petty crooks

-joyriding in your car. -Oh, really?

Come with me.

Here they are.

-Joyriding? -Shall we file a report?

I'm not sure, because they're not actually crooks.

-They're my employees. -Oh, we didn't know that.

We told you repeatedly!

That's enough out of you!

What can I smell?

Racism?

Could be.

You took them for thieves because he's latino and he's an Arab.

I don't love being called that.

Here are your keys.

Thank you.

You're free to go.

Let's go.

Why are these lot still stealing our Wi-Fi?

-Didn't Ibra change the password? -Yeah, but...

Got it. Good morning.

Here we work with digital viruses that gain access via Wi-Fi.

You'll get Trojans.

OK.

Unbelievable...

Good morning.

Andrés, don't get in that car.

I'm kind of busy.

Help, please!

-Is he still in there? -Can anyone hear me?

-OK, let's go see Mendoza. -Andrés, no.

-Yes. -Andrés.

Come on, move around more. You need to dance.

Dance. Keep your guard up.

Guard up. Fucking study him!

That's it.

Go for it.

What's up, my friend?

Hey! Good to see you, compadre. Hold on.

Come on.

Kill him. Kill him!

That's it!

Get your breath back.

Leave him be.

My man...

Listen, I wanted to tell you that...

thanks to your advice, sales have shot up.

Glad to hear it.

-And I'd like to thank you. -Really?

Wow! What's this?

Didn't you need some cash for your business?

Here it is.

-Hot from the oven. -Yeah,

but I can't accept this. I can't.

Why not? What's the problem?

-No problem. -There's no problem?

-Scared of where it came from? -A bit, yeah.

Well, ask your bank where

they get their money from?

You're right there. You're a smart guy.

Besides, from what I hear,

you're not in a position to choose.

No, not really.

-Well, thanks a lot. -Sure.

What can I say? Thanks so much.

Benjamín!

I knew that one day

we'd end up working together.

-OK, thanks. -Thanks.

Where'd you get the money for the project?

I'd rather not say, just in case, but I'll tell you this.

I didn't ask for it, it was given to me.

And making the other guy think he's smarter than you

works in the upper and lower echelons.

-All the material's ready. -Just look at her.

She's perfect.

Sure. Enjoy it while it lasts.

What do you mean "while it lasts"?

She dated a surfer,

a rich kid,

and now she's into latinos from the hood.

But she chose you!

So enjoy it.

-No. -What?

Can you explain this?

I don't know.

What is it? Nougat?

I don't know.

Look, boss, I...

I've never seen it before.

OK, then, if it doesn't belong to anyone...

I'll throw it away.

You can't

throw it away.

Do you know what it's worth?

-This costs a lot of money. -Isn't it nougat?

It's worth a lot.

But you said it's not yours.

It's expensive nougat.

Consider it your severance pay.

Now take your shit and get out of here.

You don't know who you're talking to, loser.

You haven't heard the last of this.

I swear on my kids.

And I'm taking this!

Fucking asshole... What are you looking at?

And you, loser?

-Did you know he had kids? -I don't think he does.

Hi, Mom.

Honey! Oh, my baby!

Oh, my God! My baby!

It's unbearable...

You've no idea how much we've missed you.

Dad too?

Honey!

-Where are you? -Out on the patio.

Sarai?

What are you doing here?

I came to see how you were.

Well, as you can see,

we're doing great.

-Just like the last ten years. -Samuel!

-She just came to see us. -I don't care!

You said you never wanted

to step foot in this house again!

Thanks, Mom.

Are you happy now?

Ten years without my baby because of your stupid pride.

I swear to God, I won't stand for it even one more day.

You and I are going to fall out.

Wow, Nico, that's awesome!

-Just needs some blue there. -Yeah, you're right.

Nico!

I'm getting old looking for you, son!

-What are you doing with that? -With what?

Did you paint that?

-Well... -It's really good.

Are you an artist now or something?

A vandal is what he is!

What are you doing here?

I don't know, you tell me.

How should I know?

So, you think it's normal

he's going around painting walls?

Maybe he could choose a more appropriate surface, yes.

But Nico's found something he likes.

And I think he's pretty good at it.

-Right? -He's great at being a vandal, yes.

I knew it, Andrés. I knew I shouldn't have let

our son come to this slum with you.

This isn't a slum. It's a neighborhood

-full of hard-working people. -It's one thing

these damn migrants get all my taxes,

but for them to ruin my child...

My only son. Over my dead body, Andrés.

Nicolás, come on, we're going.

It's you who ruins

your only son by behaving

so rudely.

And there are no "damn migrants" here, only people.

People who don't judge you on the clothes you wear.

And if what you see here...

you don't like,

you can leave our neighborhood.

You tell her, man!

Yeah! Well said.

Did I go too far?

-I'll talk to her. -OK.

-Nice speech, boss. -Thanks.

Real nice.

Let's see if you think the same

when I tell you... this.

They took all the material for Zamora, Andrés.

The 3D cameras, the screens...

They stole everything.

No, not everything.

They left the vinyls.

I'll shut up.

Only one left?

I'll have to go home for more.

I'm waiting for some pollen that will blow your mind!

Oh, great. That's all we need.

Afternoon, boss.

I'm not going to punch you.

I'm going to ruin your life with two phone calls.

You don't know who I am outside of here.

So for your own good,

put my things back where you found them,

you fucking rat! Come on!

Have some respect! I didn't rob anything.

-OK, loser? -What's going on?

-What's up? -Mendoza. What's up?

This asshole cleared out my warehouse.

Shut the fuck up!

Luchito.

Come here.

-What did you pinch? -I didn't pinch anything!

Look me in the eye.

I swear on my mom, I didn't steal anything.

It wasn't him.

-Of course it was! -It wasn't.

What are you? Some kind of psychic narco?

Only an idiot would

-believe him! -What did you call me?

Look, Mendoza, I like that we treat each other like brothers.

What I don't like is you taking the side

of this asshole seller of yours.

I like you, so I'll let you go,

but you have until the end of the day to repay me.

Or you're going to lose more than your business.

So, you've been robbed.

But I can't accuse anyone of a crime without proof.

Because that would be being prejudiced,

right?

What can I smell?

Hi, how are you?

Mr. Zamora.

I'm calling because something's happened that's out of my control

and I have to ask you

if we can postpone the installation of our project.

Sure, no problem! We'll postpone the sales.

Are you serious?

What a relief. Can you do that?

Sure, I'll just call the Department of Industry and Commerce

and tell them the dates are no good for Mr. Ocaña.

We're here to serve you.

I can only apologize.

-This has been... -No excuses!

Look, Andrés, let me be clear.

Either you have everything ready before midnight,

or you won't get a penny from us.

Benja, we were so excited to meet you!

Lara's told us so much about you.

Really? What did she tell you?

Well, that you're from Los Caños,

you were born in the Dominican Republic and that you're...

-very working class. -Not just that!

I also said you're a sweetheart.

Yes and we're delighted

that our Larita is with someone like you.

Someone like me?

You mean a latino from the hood?

What?

It seems you really like the fact

I'm from a dodgy neighborhood.

Sounds like that's the only reason you're with me.

What are you talking about, Benja?

Forget it.

Excuse me.

Benja.

Did I say something wrong?

-Benja, what was that? -The truth, but it's fine.

I'll play my role.

-Let's dance the bachata, baby. -Stop it!

Do you really think

-I'm so superficial? -You're a rich kid feigning empathy,

-but this is all a game to you. -A game?

You think I'm playing?

Maybe you're the one

-who's prejudiced. -Me?

I don't care you're from

Los Caños and work in a market.

I do care that you're an asshole.

Why are you with me then?

-Good question. -Bye, then.

Goodbye!

What are you doing?

I'm being kidnapped! Kidnapped!

Wow, this is bigger than it looked.

What's going on?

Isn't there any dinner tonight?

If you're hungry, there's the refrigerator.

If you're still mad about Sarai,

I'll tell you again, Alba, that's it's not my fault.

Don't worry, you won't have to see her again.

Why not?

I heard her office

was robbed and they have to shut down.

Congratulations. You can walk around the neighborhood again

without fear of seeing your daughter.

So, she's going to lose her job?

What do you care?

Don't come here trying to sell me your truth.

I only have one life.

I just want time to make you

forget

and to heal these wounds.

Think about it. I'm not the guilty one.

You know that love

hurts and leaves its scars.

Forgive me.

I'm at war with

my heart and I'm losing

hope,

but you already lost me.

Hello?

Anyone here?

Hi, how are you?

There's not much left to steal, but help yourself.

Who said anything about stealing? I'm no thief!

What are you doing here?

They know each other.

Daughter, I...

Daughter?

Did he say "daughter"?

Look, Sarai, I...

I heard you'd been robbed and...

You came to gloat?

No. No.

No.

I've been talking to a few friends around the neighborhood and...

I found out where your stuff is.

For real?

Yes.

You did that for me?

Daughter,

I already lost you once.

I don't want to let...

that ever happen to me again.

Thanks, Dad.

-You got my money? -Yes.

Well, here, right now, to give to you, no,

but I know exactly how to get it.

Money's funny, because sometimes it's physical,

and others, ethereal, like ideas.

I have ideas. Great ideas.

If taken to the physical plane, they're priceless!

-What are you talking about? -I don't know.

When I get nervous, I start talking nonsense.

Can you untie me?

I'd love to.

-Great. -But what about my people?

Eh? I'd lose the respect of the neighborhood.

Go on, hit him.

Or not. Perhaps they'd say:

"Look how forgiving Mendoza is", or "Mendoza,

the merciful", like a Roman emperor.

Fucking hit him!

-No, no! -Don't touch him!

-What's going on? -We found

all the stolen goods in

Lucho's lockup. He's hardly a criminal mastermind.

Lucho.

That son of a bitch!

I told him from the start

it was Lucho. It was obvious.

He wouldn't believe me

and I almost lost my limbs!

Sorry I didn't believe you, brother.

Brother?

No. Brother, no.

You tied me to a chair.

You were going to kill me!

You're all crazy!

I've had it up to here with this neighborhood!

Andrés, wait.

-Andrés. -Leave me alone!

You're finished in Los Caños!

Try and sell a packet of gum and I'll feed you to my dogs!

Careful! You're going to break a bone!

How you doing, Andrés?

How do you think?

Hey, nice crib!

My cousins all live

in a house the size of this hall.

Right.

What is it you want?

The material's back in the office.

We can install it in the stores tomorrow.

No, we can't.

Because it's...

11 PM. In an hour, our time's up.

Well, we can be a little bit late, right?

Out there, there's something called the real world,

where if you're late, you lose.

Then there's this place, that exists outside time and space.

Where things disappear, then reappear

and you never know who wants to screw you over.

You get me?

Look, Andrés,

I had nothing to do with it.

How do I know that?

I don't know you. I don't know who you are.

Maybe you were scheming with Lucho.

Or the Wi-Fi-thieves, or Mendoza?

You showed up just at the right time to save me and say

you'd found my stuff. What a coincidence.

All I've done since you came to Los Caños is help.

I knew this would happen.

I gave a contract to you, Ibra, Lucho

and look what happened.

Look what happened for trusting you.

You hired us

because of tax fraud!

And a lot more cash than a shady deal

-in Los Caños. -Shady deals.

That's what you do best here.

But you don't having a fucking clue

about the pressure of running a business.

Pressure?

I've spent my life working for my parents for peanuts,

when I knew I could make a fortune with Mendoza.

But you took his money without a second thought,

to keep living like this.

So save your sermons.

OK.

I made your favorite.

To cheer you up.

What is that, man?

Well, it's supposed to be lasagna.

I still have to perfect it a bit.

But it smells good. It looks weird,

but I'm sure it's tasty. Thank you.

What's the matter?

I messed up.

And I lost.

I don't like losing. That's all.

So you're giving up?

Maybe, yeah.

I'm tired of fighting now.

I don't recognize you.

You don't recognize me?

Put the TV on, will you?

What have you got here?

-Get off! -What have you got here?

Get off! Get off!

-This one OK? -Sure. What's it about?

It's awesome. Look.

They sneak into the bank at night

and before anyone realizes...

they take everything.

I've got it...

Why are you so smart?

My boy, you're one smart cookie!

And you don't even know it! So smart!

-Lara? -No, Andrés.

I came to talk but I didn't want to wake your parents.

OK, thanks. Goodbye

No, no, wait!

You know who's in your street?

The biggest jerk in the eurozone,

who said things he didn't mean because he was mad.

Who wants to

thank you for everything you've done.

Who can't solve the Zamora problem without you.

He knows he doesn't deserve it...

but he needs you.

Listen, kid.

He's your boss.

Benjamín.

People like us don't get second chances.

So don't be a fool and go for it.

I'll be right down.

-What? -I'll be right down.

OK, Benja.

-Are we all here? -Yes.

-Oh, my team. -Good evening.

Come on.

We came to lend a hand.

To make up for

that misunderstanding before.

By misunderstanding

you mean almost killing me?

Exactly.

Sit down, Carlos. Welcome.

Hi, I'm Adela. I'm divorced.

It's such a shame

what happened, isn't it?

After all our hard work.

But you know what?

The final curtain hasn't come down yet.

I've found a way to install our equipment.

But...

-We only had until 12. -Yes.

We have 7 hours until they open. 7 hours!

And yes,

we wanted to finish this project in daylight hours,

but we can't.

The circumstances force us

to do it in the shadows.

We're going to

sneak into the stores and fit the virtual changing rooms.

When they open tomorrow,

-it'll all be ready. -15 stores, one night.

The crime of the century reversed.

But that's premeditated forceful entry.

Yes, Jordi, we have to be a bit bad, but don't you worry.

We're not breaking in to steal,

we're breaking in to leave things.

It's not exactly a robbery.

This is all so exciting, isn't it?

We've been here too long. We've turned into criminals.

That's enough!

Sorry.

Ready?

Yes!

Yes.

Yes!

Let's go!

-Ibra. -Andrés.

-You're in charge of the alarms. -I'll take care of the alarms.

15 STORES

7 HOURS

Here.

Hey! What are you doing?

-Nothing. -I said, what are you doing?

What's it to you?

Get lost or I'll punch your head in!

I'm not a criminal!

I'm not a fucking criminal!

-What's up? -What's up, Carlos?

Look at me, dude,

in the posh part of town! Nothing left

-to rob here. -It's been so long!

You want to get in here?

Let me show you in!

11 STORES

3 HOURS, 59 MINUTES

Come on, hurry up.

How are we going to get in?

Very effective,

except for

one small detail.

It's the store next door.

What the...?

Where did you learn to do this stuff?

In my neighborhood.

6 STORES

2 HOURS, 4 MINUTES

That's the one?

So just by looking at it, you can...?

Watch and learn.

I'll let them know.

Get ready.

-Good evening. -Oh, good evening!

Look who's here!

-Good evening. -Mendoza, looks who's here.

Oh, shit.

-Ibra, the cops! -Fuck!

Good evening.

-What do we do? -I don't know!

Get down, get down!

Adela, think.

What do we do? Adela, think.

Think, think, think.

-Run! -Great idea!

Hey! A thief! A thief!

Hey! Boys in blue! This way!

You're in? OK. Adela!

1 STORE

30 MINUTES

Don't celebrate yet. There's one store left.

The flagship. The mother ship.

Team A.

Team B.

Team... Sara, you and me.

Let's go.

Listen, I...

Lara, I wanted to apologize.

No, it's me who should be sorry. Really.

-No, I was being paranoid and... -And nothing.

My friends are snobs.

And maybe I am a little bit too.

No, I was way out of line.

I mean, look at you.

You're smart, beautiful, you smell great.

I couldn't believe such a great girl

was with an idiot like me.

No, I'm the idiot for not

-putting myself in your shoes. -No.

I'm the only idiot here.

OK, then shut up and kiss me, you idiot!

After everything that's happened, what do you think?

Has moving to Los Caños changed us, or are we still the same?

All I know is that for the first time ever,

I'm happy about one of your crazy stunts!

Come here.

Morning, girls.

-The staff are here, OK. -What do we do?

First, reverse.

Where are the others?

What's going on?

Come over here.

Form a semi-circle.

The staff are here, but don't worry, we'll get out.

Break the semi-circle

and we'll crawl out. Come on!

Morning. We heard there was a break-in. Have you seen

-anything? -No, I haven't seen a thing.

Carlos, I don't think guns are a good idea.

I'm covering us!

Well, cover us over there.

You stay down here. I'll go upstairs

-and check the emergency exits. -OK.

There are too many of us. We're going to get caught.

OK, start moving.

-I'll distract them. -Andrés, don't start.

-Don't start. -I got you into this,

I won't let you get caught, OK?

See you on the other side. Go, team!

Go, get out.

Hurry.

Hey!

Stay right there.

Seriously?

You again? Really?

God damn it!

Come here, you jerk!

Stop! Stop!

I've got you, asshole!

You're for it now, punk!

Are you kidding me?

Hey. Hey!

Don't move!

Hey, stop! Where are you going?

Stop!

Hey, stop!

Stop!

Stop!

What happened?

See? The floor's slippery when wet.

Come on, get up.

I have to admit that when I came to Los Caños,

I was a little prejudiced.

You were? We didn't even notice!

But look at me now! I'm like one of you!

Yeah, look at you. Eating the cat we hunted yesterday

without a second thought!

You assholes!

Asshole!

Didn't you have a gym?

Yes, yes.

So, let's go.

Ser.

Ser, give me the keys to the gym.

Take the night off. I have some business.

Nico, you know what?

The burgers here look like burgers,

but they're not as good as your lasagna.

You drew what?

Cool! You can show me tomorrow.

OK, goodnight, Nico. Love to your mom. Yeah.

Bye.

So? You happy how it all turned out?

Of course! We're a resounding success.

-But something's bugging me. -Yeah?

I thought I was the one in the office with all the secrets...

but turns out I'm not.

What are you like?

I wanted to tell you, but it was never the right time.

But I'm happy, because now I don't have to choose

-between Sara and Sarai. -Much better.

In fact, Sarai,

wants to give you a hug.

Come here!

You're not eating?

It's good Argentinean meat! At least have a drink.

-I'm in an ethical quandary. -Let's hear it.

Well, Amparo, if a fraudster buys us a meal,

does that mean it's a bribe?

No, it means you're dull. Really dull.

As dull as ditchwater. Dull, dull, dull.

Relax, will you? Come on, twerk! I'll show you.

Ass to the side!

Oh, sorry!

Amparo, please, you're with the IRS.

-What's up? -I just wanted to say...

Thanks for everything.

Thanks to you I have a job,

a girlfriend...

You're a good guy. One of us.

You might dress and talk like me, but you're not getting a raise.

-No? -No, no raise!

-Worth a try! -Always!

I can't believe the cops caught you and you still avoided jail.

Yeah...

I have to get to a meeting.

-Can you take over? -Yeah, sure.

OK...

I don't believe it.

The pick 'n' mix kids. What are you doing here?

What? Fatty was hungry.

-We call him Fatty because... -I can guess.

People call me cork, because I never sink.

Throw what you like.

OK, then.

On the street, they call me hip-hop, the hip, the real dance crip.

The face of the youth, the most popular guy, what the fuck is this?

And your country number, dude? 4-4-4-4.

TÍTULO PELÍCULA@AL OTRO BARRIO

It's like mmm, playing in the bars, what you think about it?

Let the labels know so they can get ready.

Because the street wants salsa, peace and parties.

A little good, a little bad on the scales.

Millionaires want to buy my hope? Ha! Not even 50 million will cut it!

Fearless, gangsta, the hope, like Leo Messi in Barca.

The only one who listened to rap in the womb, pa.

On the street, they call me

hip-hop, the hip, the real dance crip.

The face of the youth, the most popular guy.

What the fuck is this? And your country number, dude? 4-4-4.

Mami, the spokesman is me.

You know who, you know who. The whole world heard me.

You know who, you know who.... 4-4-4-4 in the ghetto, that's me.

Who's a better rapper than me? What, what?