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It needed more wrist.

Sure. Wrist.

I don't know why you suddenly want to play now.

The five years you've been a member I've only ever seen you at the bar.

I wanted to spend time with you, Marisa.

We haven't seen each other since Dad died.

We never see each other.

What do you want? You must want something.

Do you know what's going to happen with the holding company and everything?

Things will be complicated without Dad around.

You mean, the board wants more power. Right?

They want you out.

What?

But don't worry, I already found you a job.

You'll manage the cleaning company's accounts.

What are you talking about?

The cleaning company's accounts? I'm the CEO!

You were.

We voted on it yesterday.

And you agreed? You're going to allow it?

It'll do you good to get your hands dirty

and you'll be with Néstor. You may learn something.

No fucking way. I'm not working there.

- Marisa, wait. - What?

Shit! I forgot I need to pick my daughter up.

Don't worry.

Matías will pick her up from horse riding.

Horse riding?

Yes, I paid for her lessons. I discussed it with Rosa.

Why didn't you tell me?

I might be no good at golf, but I can ride a horse.

Please!

You won one medal when you were 15!

I think it's better if she learns from the Spanish champion.

No. She's my child, so I decide.

She's a Roselló!

One of the good ones. And I won't let that change.

That's why I pay for what her dad can't

as he's chosen not to work and live off other people.

Am I wrong?

There you go.

And, since you have nothing to do now,

how about you be my caddie?

Where's the damn ball?

Shit!

God fucking damn it!

NO TRACES

Cata! Hold still!

Fuck!

- Look at me! - What have you done?

What have we done?

Your friend shot her!

Cati!

Okay. Apply pressure. We'll go to the hospital.

No! Not the hospital!

They'll arrest us there.

I'm fine, I can take out the bullet myself.

- She's delirious. I'll get the car. - No hospitals!

- Where the fuck then? - I know a place.

Who are you?

- Park here. - Breathe.

- The pharmacy is over there. - Are you going, Desi?

- On the right. - Yes.

Hello.

The morphine's in the safe. Take it. I don't want trouble.

No. We need your help

because we can't go to the police or report it.

Isa, they're friends of mine.

Not in here. Go to the back room.

Scalpel, pliers and thread.

I have gauze pads and alcohol. This isn't a hospital.

Whatever you have.

Ma'am, turn on the TV and raise the volume, please.

Okay. What do I do?

Is this all we have?

These would work fine if I'd fallen over jump roping,

but I'm taking out a damned bullet!

- I got tweezers. - Get 'em!

- Okay. - Desi!

- Irene. - What?

- Your laces. - What?

Your shoe laces.

Take them out and disinfect them.

Desi, get the mirror.

Higher.

- I'm feeling dizzy. - Give it to Irene.

No. Relax, I won't bail on you.

- Why would you say that? - No reason.

- You said it for a reason. - No.

Don't start! Focus.

I can't believe you were running off with Ubaldo.

He took all the cash!

I said I was sorry.

I told you, he tricked me.

Again! He tricked you again.

Yes, he tricked me again! Because I'm not as smart as you. Right?

- You, who's never fucked up. - I do fuck up.

- Yes, I do. - But you never admit it. Do you?

You called Irene and you told her where we were.

What did you expect me to think?

You wanted to get back together. Right?

No!

- No. - No, because...

- Of course not. - You were so wasted

you don't even remember. You almost hooked up with blondie.

Really?

Well, at least I remembered that Eduardo Roselló lied about his alibi.

I was wasted because we were going to Mexico.

The three of us were going!

- God! - What are you doing?

Hang in there.

Irene, what are you doing?

The bullet.

First, we take the bullet out. Then, we argue.

I don't care if you wanted to get back together with your ex

or make out with whoever. We need to be friends right now

because we're fucked! Okay?

Cati, I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. Sorry. - You're hurting me, you idiot!

- I'm sorry. - Don't touch me.

- Okay. Do you forgive me? - Yes.

Breathe. Breathe with me.

- It hurts so much. - It's okay.

Yes, Lucrecia?

Are you okay?

Yes. The funeral is in a bit.

Right. Well, I was calling because it's been confirmed.

Hand me a mirror, Almudena.

The Russians will be released today.

- Thanks. - No problem.

Néstor, with all of the inauguration stuff

I'll be surrounded by vultures and ass-kissers.

You hear me? We need to be discreet.

So pay what you owe them and never see them again.

Is that clear?

Is that clear, Néstor?

It is, Lu. Crystal clear.

That's what I like to hear.

From now on, what do we say?

Full steam...

Ahead.

Very good.

No.

Thank you for coming.

Good morning. Thank you.

It's so nice to see you all here.

ALICANTE SAYS YES TO RECYCLING

Thank you.

It's an honor to be able to speak to you here today,

because it means that all of the work,

effort and dedication of these past few months

has paid off.

It was hard work, but we did it.

Stitched and drugged up to her eyeballs.

Today, we begin the construction of a recycling plant,

as well as a new future for this neighborhood.

- Today we are creating jobs... - Fuck me.

...and improving the lives of the people of Alicante.

Thank you.

Congratu-fucking-lations, Mom!

Well done! You must be very pleased with yourself!

Your mom knows she was wrong.

You have to talk to her, Desi.

Where's this coming from?

Have you spoken to her?

Miguel called me.

They were worried and asked for help.

Of course! Losing so much sleep she led the fucking Russians to me.

She tried to protect you. What else could she do?

- Gun everyone down? - I don't know. Call the cops, maybe?

Right. Just like you did.

Why are you sticking up for her? What do you care?

I was about to tell you.

Does it hurt?

Failing you hurts more.

Check out the drama queen!

Don't laugh at me, damn it! I'm being serious.

I should've talked to the neighbors.

I should've talked to you.

I did everything wrong.

Sometimes you don't need to do anything.

If I get myself into trouble, I'll get myself out of it.

If I need help, which I don't, then I'd ask you.

I'm your mother!

How could I not help you?

Look.

From when I fell as a kid,

and I fell a lot of times, because I had many bad ideas.

In my entire life,

not once did you ever pick me up.

So you could learn for yourself!

Exactly.

Look how that worked out for you.

You're a wanted woman.

We got played, Mom. You too. The whole neighborhood.

Those snobs are doing what they always do.

They kick people out of their homes and to hell with them.

But if we catch them, maybe what you signed won't matter.

Maybe we can fix it.

We will fix it.

Together.

Sorry.

Cata is feeling better.

We need to talk.

That's why we called your partner,

but that asshole wanted to arrest us instead.

Would you testify against Eduardo Roselló in court?

- Yes. - Okay.

Call your boss, right now.

Hold on, it's not that easy.

Thank you.

A fake alibi doesn't mean you're a murderer.

But the money does.

And he'll surely get a cut of the inheritance.

A big cut at that.

He might be a Roselló,

but right now, he's living hand to mouth.

Recently he canceled his Philharmonic subscription,

his driver, personal trainer.

I feel so sorry for him. Poor guy.

He only kept his golf membership,

because his family pays it. He doesn't even play.

What's wrong?

He had a golf club in his garage.

Yeah, we saw it when we got locked in there.

He put it in his trunk.

The autopsy said

Marisa died from blunt force trauma to the head.

My God...

He killed her with the golf club.

The golf club!

You go back to the club. Okay? As if nothing happened.

We'll keep you informed.

Okay.

Cata, Isabel says you can stay here as long as you need.

No. We can't leave her here alone.

I'll stay with her.

Not a peep.

It's you and me.

Let's catch that posh asshole!

SAFARI CAR PURCHASE AND SALE

DRIVE IT HOME TODAY

This car is a beast.

280 horsepower.

When it hits 3,000 RPM, you feel like you're on a roller coaster.

- How much? - Not much.

Seeing how eager you look to take it, it's very cheap.

Damn!

I had a boss who owned one of these. It was a beauty!

He lent it to me once,

for my first date with my wife.

But you know what?

She hated it.

Thank you, ma'am.

Now, relax and try to get some rest.

If you need anything, I'll be just outside. Okay?

Sweetie, I have...

You fucking son of a bitch, Ubaldo.

Where the fuck are you, asshole? I was shot.

No fucking way, Cata!

No way! Are you okay? What happened?

What happened?

You want to know what happened? You stole from me and ran away.

You're worse than when we were married.

No. I didn't run away. I got scared.

Desi was calling the police.

To help us, because she had a lead, Ubaldo.

Help us? Since when have the police helped us?

They'll never help us, Cata.

Get it into your head, God damn it.

Well, they already have.

Irene's helped a shitload just so you know.

Irene? You know what? She got taken off the case.

If she did help you, it's because they're friends.

But what's going to happen after all this?

You think the other fucking cops or a judge will help?

A judge is gonna help two fucking cleaners? Please!

Look, Cata.

I'm going to get the documents for you.

For you and your friend.

And I'll give you back the money, what's left of it.

Then we'll go back to Mexico.

You and I, together.

If you want to.

But if you simply don't want us to be together,

then we'll go our separate ways.

But I really hope you do want to.

Ubaldo?

Hello?

Is everything okay?

You can place the flowers now, sweetie.

Do you think they really loved each other?

Who? Néstor and Marisa?

I guess it's like with all couples.

At first, everything is sunshine and roses, but then...

Right.

Then the arguments begin, the bad times, the mistrust...

The drunk messages in the middle of the night...

Which, by the way,

when I heard your message,

I was with your brother and your mother.

What?

What?

My mom heard about...

- About you wanting to eat my pussy. - Shut up!

- Stop! - Shut up. God, that's embarrassing!

- I'm going to take Sofía home. - Okay.

Bye, sweetie.

Rosa.

Don't worry, I'll pay the child support this month,

with interest.

Eduardo, please, this isn't the time or the place to discuss this.

You don't believe me, do you?

Well, believe it. Because things are gonna change from now on.

Sure.

Come with me.

Desi,

your mom didn't even know we were no longer together.

Can we stop talking about my mother, please?

Okay. Let's talk about the case.

Yes.

Marlene. You said,

that Eduardo hit her and that she had bruises all over.

Did you hook up with her?

Why do you care?

You're right, I don't care what you do or don't do.

Right, you really don't care.

Do you want me to care or not?

No! I want you to trust me!

- I do trust you. - Do you?

Yes. But you never tell me the full... Wait!

- What are you doing? - Stay down, they're coming out.

- Where's Eduardo? - I don't know. I don't see him.

I don't see Néstor either.

But everyone else has left.

Where are they?

Let's go.

Irene, no! They'll see you!

- Let's go in. - No, Irene.

What if they left through the back?

- Desi. Come on! - No!

For fuck's sake!

Fuck!

What do you want?

Seriously, Eduardo, whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait.

I want to talk about the will.

- At this very moment? - My sister is already buried.

- So, let's talk. - You want more money?

Is that it?

Then, work for it.

Damn it, work!

Like you? Fucking the councilwoman?

What did you say?

- What are you saying? - What am I saying?

Last night, I came over to discuss this, but I saw you were busy.

That's my private life.

This is my inheritance.

This is my inheritance!

Let's just calm down.

All right, Eduardito,

what do you want?

Tell me.

For starters, your shoes.

Give me your fucking shoes

or I'll send this to every single newspaper.

You're fucking insane.

What are they doing?

They're swapping shoes.

Maybe it's a posh funeral ritual.

Well,

this is definitely something else!

They're beautiful.

Thank you.

Thank you, brother-in-law.

For these,

and everything else you're going to give me.

See you this afternoon.

- Shit! - He's coming. Let's go.

You're a man of your word.

Enough with the honor shit.

- I need... - Don't worry.

I'm also a man of my word. We'll find those bitches.

I need you to do something first.

Okay, Vicente.

I'll have it ready in a couple of hours.

My name is Ubaldo.

Vicente.

From now on, that's your name. Get used to it.

Come on, why Vicente?

Donovan. I always wanted to be named Donovan.

Look, I'm going to start with the other ones.

If you want specific names, let me know.

Otherwise, I'll choose them myself.

Okay, let me ask.

Honey.

Say hello to your new husband,

Vicente.

Do you like it?

Start thinking of your name. I thought you could be Macarena or Estela.

And tell me where you are, so I can come pick you up.

Your beloved Vicente, the Savior.

- Are you getting back with that idiot? - No.

I don't know.

He's my daughter's daddy.

He's her father, not her daddy.

You need to earn that title.

He's trying.

That's what Damián always said. That he was trying.

He tried to quit drinking,

tried to find a job,

tried to take care of the kids.

How long have you been separated?

Not long enough.

Listen, family are the people who are always there for you,

no matter what.

And if that jerk won't be there for you, you always have us.

Thank you.

All I want is for my daughter to be okay.

To be happy. That's it.

Listen to me, Cata.

As a mother, I've messed up thousands of times.

But I did one thing right,

raising them away from their father.

ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DELETE THIS CONTACT? - NO/YES

THIS CONTACT NO LONGER EXISTS

Okay, great.

When he goes in, you keep watch,

I'll get the golf club out of the trunk and we'll run out of here.

No. You keep watch. I'll get the club.

If he sees you, we're screwed.

You're the cop after him.

- What if he sees you? - And if he sees you?

He won't, I'm faster than you, girl.

Desi, no. Desi!

Fuck!

Come on.

It's not here.

What do you mean?

Come back!

Goodbye, thank you!

Shit!

No!

Shit!

Girl, the golf club isn't in here and the car is moving.

Follow us. Okay? Follow us.

My God...

The fuck?

What's going on?

The fuck is this? Get out!

You've got something we want and we're gonna get it.

Come here. Stay where you are.

Motherfuckers!

Okay. What do you want? Money?

My family's money?

I'm not giving you a damned cent!

Damn it, move!

Desi!

My God!

- Are you okay? - Yes.

Where did they go?

They took him.

They wanted Eduardo to give them something

but he didn't. So they started insulting him in Russian or something.

Look!

I recorded it on my phone.

What?

We didn't get the club, but maybe with the video we can catch...

Fucking hell!

Okay. But this...

It's cold!

Okay, enough!

Listen to me.

Tell me how this sounds. Okay?

Eduardo's broke. Right?

So, he's been taking dirty money from Máñez and Bayetas.

Marisa finds out, they fight,

and he kills her.

So then, he calls the Russians to get rid of the body,

and he goes meet Marlene to get an alibi.

Yes, he's a sly piece of shit.

But first, he takes the golf club

and he leaves the Russians the bag of cash you end up taking.

By mistake.

Yes. But they chase you.

And they fail, so they look for Eduardo.

And the cops arrest them, then release them.

That's how you guys settle things.

It's called being out on bail while awaiting trial.

Of course, Eduardo claims he doesn't know them.

So, they find Eduardo again and ask him for the money,

which is what's recorded.

Thanks to me!

He's been lying from the start.

If everyone told the truth, you'd be out of a job.

Okay. So,

I'll talk to the superintendent.

You go get Cata

and Marlene. We need her to testify.

Your recording isn't enough.

But I risked my life for it.

You'll have to give me a medal.

Here's your medal.

No!

Wait. I got worked up before, but I can give you...

Just a second.

Ten...

No, wait.

18 euros.

That's all I have, I swear.

I don't have anything in the bank.

Get your phone out.

- You don't want money? - Your phone.

Yes. Of course. Sorry.

- The PIN? - It's my fingerprint.

Unlock it then.

Did Néstor send you?

That son of a bitch!

Unlock it.

Do you know what's on here?

I bet he hasn't told you.

There's a video that could bring him down.

Néstor's a filthy rich asshole!

If you let me go we can bleed him dry. I swear it!

We can split it equally. Fifty-fifty.

No? Sixty-forty.

Do as I say.

It's for your own good.

I've seen these guys do terrible things.

And you seem like a good person.

Unlock it.

Néstor's a bastard!

Life is shit.

The bastards always win.

Unlock it.

You asshole! I was going to unlock it!

- But what if it got locked again later? - Suck on that!

Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa, no...

Sergei, help! Help me!

Irene.

What is it that couldn't wait until tomorrow?

Come in.

- I know I'm off the case. - Yes.

But I have... Thanks.

I have evidence that Eduardo Roselló

planned his sister's murder.

Damn it, Irene. Are you still on that?

Listen,

two hours ago, he was with the Poliakoffs.

He knows them very well.

Looks like he owes them a lot of money.

Enough to pay for a murder.

Do you have any evidence of this?

I have something.

WE TAKE ID PHOTOS

It might be wrong for me to say, but these could even be in a museum.

Let's see.

Estela.

So, I'll pay you and leave. Right?

For 20 euros more, I can give you a new bag. This one's too bulky.

Let's see what you've got.

The pink one.

Esme will love this one!

Right, let's see.

Here you go.

Does anyone else know?

Nobody. Well, except Luis.

Luis?

Yes, because the girls called and told him about the false alibi.

He shot Catalina Pardo with his...

Didn't he report this?

No.

I'm gonna go call the judge and Internal Affairs.

Irene, I hope you're not wrong about this.

But you said you'd help us, didn't you?

If you're scared of Eduardo, as soon as you talk,

the judge will put him in prison.

And you'd be helping us be free again.

Right.

But what about me?

I testify, then come back to this shitty club,

to deal with gross men.

You still have to come back if you don't testify. Right?

Actually, no.

That cop said that if I keep quiet and I leave,

I'd be given citizenship and money.

To start from scratch.

Which cop? The one who shot me?

Look, I'm not stupid.

I spoke to his boss. He said he'd handle everything.

- Yes? - Irene.

Are you with the superintendent?

Of course. What is it?

You need to get out of there.

- I'll call her back. - Yes.

Damn it, Irene.

Fuck!

- Irene? - Cata!

No! Don't hang up!

Wait!

I have something important to say.

They're coming.

Why's he taking her away like that?

Shit!

Let's go.

No, wait!

Tell Desi, Ubaldo.

Listen.

Eduardo didn't kill Marisa Roseló.

It was Néstor. I have evidence.