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INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS.

CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN FICTIONALIZED FOR DRAMATIC PURPOSES.

ESTRELLA GALICIA BREWERS SINCE 1906

- Good evening. - Hey.

Fuck, yes! Go!

Let's go!

Is anyone coming?

Nah. Assholes didn't notice a thing.

Whoa! This guy has a nice set-up.

- Hey. - Hey, man.

We picked up the pizza.

Okay. Is it warm?

Yeah, it's very warm.

I'll get some drinks and set the table.

Great, but let us know if your cousins are coming over.

They eat so much, there won't be anything left.

Don't worry, they're busy hanging their girlfriends.

Okay, perfect.

Fuck!

Holy fuck!

I love it.

All right, let's get hamming.

Fuck me, these hams are heavy!

It's not the hams' fault, you're just lazy!

Close it. Close it.

Come on!

Come on, Nando!

Hang on!

Mwah!

Motherfucker.

Get the fuck out. Water. Water, now.

What's he doing?

- Come on, Fernan, let's go. - I'm flooring it!

Damn, Gitano. There won't be any ham left.

Fucking-A, he hit them!

- Hit the pigs with the ham! - Smashed the windshield!

Son of a bitch! Come on!

Fuck, they sent the cops after us!

To your right, careful. Go, go!

Let's show those pigs who's got the bigger dick!

Show them we have balls. Or hams, Motos

He's throwing crates.

- What is he throwing? - Don't throw the hams out!

NATIONAL POLICE

No! Don't throw the hams!

Would you fucking shut up about the hams? Shit!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! Where are they?

- He tossed the hams! - Come on!

- That's my man! That's my man! - It's what I do!

- You're an animal! - Stop, stop, slow down!

- No, no, no... - Goddamn it.

Listen, if anyone asks,

we don't know anything about ham or pig legs.

All we've got is cans of tuna, okay?

Put your hands up. Put your hands up.

SKY HIGH

THE SERIES

Um...

Mr. Rogelio?

What is it?

Um, the ham job got busted.

They've all been arrested.

What now, boss?

What do you mean, "What now?"

Now nothing.

Let them rot, they're douchebags.

Yes, these things happen.

No one lost anything. Better luck next time.

But I have to give them an answer.

I can't leave them high and dry. I need to line up a shipment of hams.

Right, I'll take care of it. I'll pay you back.

Yeah, sure. But when?

I will pay you back as soon as possible. Okay?

All right, Mr. Rogelio.

Shit.

What's up, baby?

That's all you got to say? "What's up?"

Tell me you didn't come all this way to give me crap.

So for you it's normal to end up in here over some hams?

Come on, those hams...

Those fuckers cost an arm and a leg.

You're a dumbass. That's what's up.

Those hams were premium quality. They were worth millions.

And can you guess who those hams were for?

Are you saying they were for my father?

Wait a minute. Your father gave us the go-ahead.

Your father said he had a buyer.

And yet I'm here, and those hams are out on the highway.

Fine, I'll post your bail.

For real?

You'll be out on Thursday. Friday at the latest.

You serious?

- Tell your dad I'm grateful, okay? - No, you're mistaken.

My dad's not getting you out.

And what do you mean by that?

I'm the one getting you out.

You?

- Why would you do that for us? - It's what Ángel would do.

Ángel was like a brother to me.

You know, I keep wondering why he had to be the one who crashed.

- I mean, if... - It was an accident.

Nothing more.

Sure.

Thank you.

GYM CLOTHES STORE

The daughter's involved. When she became a widow, she started...

orchestrating things. We think it's for him.

Rogelio is the guy who moves the stolen goods in Madrid.

Roma people aside.

Rogelio was already controlling most of the market,

but working with Ángel pushed him all the way to the top spot.

Duque, you've been working on this for a while,

and still haven't found any trace of stolen goods.

Because he doesn't store them. And that's why it's a brilliant system.

The merchandise is stolen after it's been sold.

Basically, he never holds it.

He organizes the robbery, the guys carry it out,

and then he passes the goods directly to the buyer.

And for the moment, you can't prove any of it.

No. No, I can't.

No, you can't.

When you have actual proof to convince a judge,

I'll be happy to listen.

Well, don't worry about it.

Because very shortly we'll have something.

What are you talking about?

That some time soon we'll have more information.

What do you mean? What information?

Like you said, I want to be completely sure before I say anything.

Look, Duque, don't be coy with me.

What the fuck's happening?

Let's just say we have someone on the inside.

With Rogelio?

Yes.

It looks like one of the groups he usually works with took the bait.

We just have to wait.

Very well.

Very well.

Keep me updated. Okay?

What is it? I don't have much time.

Fernan, what the hell are you doing?

You were supposed to get close to Rogelio, but I don't see him anywhere.

I just need a bit more time.

There's no safety net. If you fuck up, that's it.

I know.

- I'll go to jail. - No one will save you.

Don't forget that, officially, you don't exist.

Is that clear?

Been clear to me from the very beginning.

It's the kind of thing one tends to forget when there's trouble.

Well, don't worry, I can take care of myself.

Shit.

DEMAND FOR PAYMENT

Hey. Good morning.

Good morning. What's all this?

Tracksuits.

- Okay, but I didn't order anything. - I was told to deliver them here.

Do you have an invoice or...?

An invoice?

Oh, wait, I recognize you. You work at the warehouse.

- With your father, Mr. Rogelio. Yes. - Right, yeah.

- So, do I take them in? - No. Put it back in the truck.

- I can't sell that here. - But your father...

No, I don't care. Let me talk to him, okay?

Sure. Wait, wait, wait, stop. We're going.

- See you later. - See you.

I can't believe this.

YOUR BOYS

EXCEPTIONAL SON, WONDERFUL HUSBAND, EXCELLENT FATHER

EXCAVATIONS AND DEMOLITIONS

Quique, don't run! You'll hurt yourself.

They're having a blast, huh?

It's great.

Excuse me. Hello, Sole.

Hi, sweetie.

- How are you? - Good, and you?

- Good. Excuse us. - No problem.

- I'll be right back. Thanks. - Sure.

How are you?

All right.

I've been meaning to call for months.

But your dad said his lawyers would take care of everything.

Right. I didn't want to deal with any of it.

Anyway, you know what he's like.

Yes, I can imagine.

...always the same.

I didn't want to push it. And I didn't know how you were doing.

Lately, it's been nothing but problems.

It's like nothing is going right. Not like before.

I see.

- Do you mean your business with Ángel? - Mm-hmm.

- I mean, my dad helps out... - Mm-hmm.

...but, I don't know.

I'd prefer to...

- Do it yourself. - Mm-hmm.

I mean, with your help.

- With my help? - Mm-hmm.

Pour me some wine.

What do you think?

- Well, I'll give it some thought. - Really?

Mm-hmm. Obviously, I'd love to help you.

Actually, I have a little something that could work for you.

- You have something, huh? - Mm.

A capital investment.

To breathe new life into all your money. Sound good?

Sure.

Pablo.

You remember Mercedes?

Hey, little man!

Happy birthday, Pablo.

Sole, there's a man asking for you.

I hope you like it.

- Hello. - Hi. How are you?

Wow, look at that, another present!

How are you?

Fine, and you?

Just admiring your grandson, he's so handsome.

- How old are you now? - Seven.

Wow, seven years old. Time flies!

- Sole? - Yes.

Nice to meet you. Sorry, I didn't know there was a party.

- Yes, it's my son's birthday. - Right, that's what the lady said.

- My mother. - Right.

And you are...?

Um, Fernan. I'm Fernan, a friend of...

Well, it doesn't matter. I don't want to intrude...

A friend of Ángel's?

You were involved in the ham job too.

Yeah, the ham job.

I wanted to thank you for posting our bail and tell you that...

You'll pay me back.

Uh, yes, of course.

I have it right here.

Actually, it's only half. The rest, um, I'll have it in one week.

Two, at most. I promise.

You want to come in?

Inside?

Yes.

Have a drink.

Sure, but I, uh...

It's your son's birthday. I don't belong here.

So what?

Well, then, if you insist. Sure.

What's your poison?

Uh... I'll have a beer, then, please.

- I'll go get it. Make yourself at home. - Wow, your house is amazing.

Pass me a beer.

I'm sorry, Sole, but we totally ran out. We don't have any left.

- Really? - Yup.

I'll order some.

So where did that guy come from?

What guy?

Him.

He's just a friend of Ángel's.

Hell of a friend.

That's one handsome friend there. Hmm?

- How many beers? - A whole case.

Okay.

Ladies, could you excuse us, please?

Of course.

- They're on their way. - Great.

We ran out of beer.

- I see. - Mm.

Hey, can you tell me, please, why these people are here?

- They're my friends, Dad. - No, not them. The other one, the lawyer.

- Her name is Mercedes. - I know her name.

What about the guy who just walked in?

Hmm? The one with "criminal" written across his forehead.

- Don't get mixed up with these people. - She was your lawyer.

Yeah, but years ago, when I was starting out.

Why do you think I let her go?

'Cause she's bad news.

Don't get caught up in her racket.

You don't need that, Sole.

I'll make sure you and Pablo have everything you need.

I know you will.

We still have to talk. Should have done it a long time ago.

About what?

Ángel's money.

You mean my money. Ángel is dead.

Right, I know. I mean the money you had put away.

- Right. - You have to move it, Sole.

I have the contacts. I know who to talk to.

- And I appreciate it. - But...?

But from now on...

I want... I want to do things my way.

Your way.

Okay. And what way is that?

Just because you were involved in some of Ángel's deals...

You know how these things work. It's a tough business.

I'm a fast learner.

Okay.

You can learn from me.

I'll teach you.

Need help?

Sure.

- That was fast. - I'll take that.

Where should I leave them?

Over there, in the kitchen.

Here.

- That's for you. - Thanks.

You're welcome.

ORDER - REQUEST

SHIPPING ACCEPT

Thank you, baby!

Hey!

Fito!

Hey there! Look who's come to the 'hood!

What's going on, baby?

- What's up? How are you? - Hanging in there.

Nice to see you, girl!

- Did you pinch anything good yesterday? - Just a few phones, that's it.

Yeah, but you get off on it, right? You love burning them.

- I love it! - Pyromaniac.

- Speaking of. - What's up?

Look what I have for you.

No way.

Damn, girl, where the fuck did you get this?

Somewhere.

So, how much?

I thought it was a gift?

- In your dreams. - God, that's disappointing.

Here you go.

- All right. - Go on.

- What's this? - For negotiating.

Negotiating with who? Your girlfriend?

Hey, don't talk shit to me. I respect women.

Yeah, right.

Okay. Later, alligator.

After a while, crocodile.

Hey, Rosita! One more thing.

You know where to find me.

For a good time.

Later!

Whoo!

- Whoo! - Ladies.

Hey!

Show me your boy.

Here...

I can't believe how much cake that kid can actually eat.

- Your mom looks so gorgeous. - Yeah, she's with him tonight.

It's really nice of your mother to babysit.

Hm. I've been cooped up for too long.

Knowing you, I bet you have the whole evening planned out. Right?

Not really, but I know what I don't want.

To be so-and-so's daughter or so-and-so's widow.

Of course you don't. You are yourself. The one and only, Sole.

- That's right. - Go on, take a swig.

Tequila, for real? You bought this?

Of course.

- One sip and we're off. - But a big one.

Fine.

- Whoo! - That's my girl!

Ugh!

I'm out of practice.

Let's go, ladies.

Let's do this!

Ladies' night!

Whoa...

- What time is it? - Too early.

Fuck, I don't know about you,

but the sun's been shining on my face for hours.

Aw, shit, I gotta pick up the kid.

Relax, tell your mom to take him to school.

If she could also go to my job for me.

No. No, I said I would pick him up.

Man, I can't go dressed like this.

Fine. Come up to mine quickly, take a shower,

and I'll lend you some clothes. No big deal.

Wait, hang on, you live up there?

Yes, I live up there.

You picked me up yesterday. I mean, today. A while back.

So why did we sleep in the car, Yolanda? Do you mind telling me?

Because of you.

Because you spent all night talking about that stupid guy

- until we all fell asleep. - Me?

- Yes. - So it's my fault?

- Who else? - You've got balls, girl. I swear.

- Speak for yourself. - I have a sore neck...

- We stayed because of you. - Would you two shut up?

We haven't had any coffee yet. Jesus...

Start walking. There's coffee at my place.

Coffee? I need tequila. My head hurts so bad.

- I swear I'll never drink again. - Yeah, right. That's what you always say.

Wait for me.

Last month, I slept with a guy who works up there.

Sure, and he brought you up to show you

his office.

- What office? He works in maintenance. - Imagine...

But we did go up there. You should see the views.

Yeah, the ones my building used to have, damn it.

- From up there you can see... - Everything.

You're sky high.

All right, let's go to your place.

- Hey, what about your bag? - Who cares, it'll turn up.

- It'll turn up. - It'll turn up.

Here it is.

That's all I have left.

- How much is it? - Eight hundred and seventy.

What about the money you took from the Chinese?

We didn't get any.

They took everything and they're still hounding me.

They're in front of every store, driving down prices.

I had to use the cash I had to make up for the losses.

- Shit, Sole. - Yep.

- I didn't know things were that bad. - Hm.

Well, now you know.

Look, if you can't help, I get it.

Of course I'll help you.

Besides, there's still some money left.

I'm three months behind on rent.

And if I don't pay them, I'll lose my store on Gran Vía.

No. No, do not pay that yet.

Don't worry, they won't close you down. I'll take care of it.

- Are you sure? - Of course.

Listen, right now we need to focus on growing this money, okay?

Mm.

And we'll make it happen.

Trust me.

I trust you.

EXCAVATIONS AND DEMOLITIONS

AT YOUR SERVICE WITH 20 YEARS OF EXPERIENCE

RELY ON US FOR YOUR EARTHWORKS

Who is this?

Hello?

Who is this?

I'm calling my lawyer.

And if I find out this is the cops, you're in deep shit.

You understand?

Where is the money?

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

Sole, don't play dumb with me.

We've been following the Chinese for a while.

We know they were expecting two cases of money to launder today.

You and Ángel set this up to keep it all yourselves,

but things went south.

So, do us a favor and start talking.

Don't I get a phone call?

Hey, Estrella, you know who this is?

I need you to do something for me.

Thank you.

Good morning.

I wasn't expecting you to drop by.

- What can I do for you? - What are you doing with my cell phone?

- Excuse me? - You've been calling me.

Please, leave this to me.

Listen to me, my client has been getting threatening calls

from a phone that's in your possession.

Oh? What phone?

Estrella's phone.

You guys had it.

The records show that the calls started after Estrella was killed.

The police took her phone with the rest of her belongings.

That's right, we found it in the car, used it for the investigation,

and then we returned it to her mother.

Are we sure about that?

Absolutely. As it happens, the mother died about six months later.

I have no idea where the phone is now.

You said you've been receiving threats?

And... what kind of threats? Do you recognize the voice?

- They just called, didn't say anything. - They just called. Right.

I can see how you'd take that as a major threat.

Excuse me. No, hang on a second.

What is this all about?

When we examined the phone, a lot had been deleted.

However, we managed to extract the call log.

Do you know where the last call came from? Hmm?

This police station.

So, you're saying someone called Estrella from here?

No, it wasn't us.

At the time of the call,

your client was in custody at this station for robbing the Chinese mafia.

- Sole, no charges were filed, right? - No.

No, because the money disappeared without a trace,

and the Chinese didn't want to press charges.

I get it. It was dirty money.

But your client was held at this station,

and used her right to a phone call.

And she had the audacity to call Estrella

and ask her to pick up two cases she had hidden in the Miguel Ángel Hotel.

Well, that's an opinion, not a fact.

If you hadn't called her, she wouldn't be dead, and you know it.

No wonder you're worried.

Don't say anything. We're done here. Sole!

Did you go back to the nest so that Daddy could protect you?

Better watch out, your daddy's the most dangerous of all.

And now you want to work with him, like you did with Ángel?

My advice is, you shouldn't get too close to Rogelio,

because sooner or later he'll end up in jail.

Know how I know?

'Cause I'll be the one locking him up.

I'm sorry, I should've come alone.

No, I wanted to see his face.

And now I know, he didn't make the call.

Don't worry about what he said, okay?

He's just blowing off steam. He can't prove anything.

But he's right.

I need to get away from my dad. He's too dangerous.

I can't depend on him.

You don't have to, Sole. You have your own life.

You don't need him.

I don't know.

With the Chinese screwing me...

Haven't they done enough to me already?

They killed Estrella.

And Ángel too, because if she were alive,

- Ángel would've never... - We can't know that, Sole.

We can't know that for sure.

What's done is done. You have to stop thinking about it.

Well, I can't.

That's why I can't sleep.

No pill can take away the rage I feel inside.

Listen, sometimes you have to just suck it up.

At least for the time being.

We'll play our cards right and wait for our opportunity.

Vengeance is expensive, Sole.

It takes a lot of money to stand up to some people.

Mm.

Come on.

Motos, go!

Fucking hell.

- Guys! - What?

Hey! Come here!

- What is this? - Hurry!

What?

Shit, we need to take that.

No, we don't have time to open it.

Come on! We're running out of time.

- Come on, guys! - Who cares? Let's take it...

- There is no time! - We'll open it later, man!

I don't give a shit! We're taking this!

Come on!

- That's what Sole wants! - Go!

- Go! Go! - Just break it, damn it!

- Come on! Get out! - Get it out!

These fucking guys...

Fuck.

Hey, come on! We gotta go!

- Come on, hurry up! - Pull!

On the count of three.

One, two, three!

Let's go!

Out! Out! Out!

Let's go.

Let's go, dammit! Let's go!

Fucking drive!

- Move it! - Faster! Faster!

Go, go, go!

- They're getting closer! Watch out! - Go, go, go!

Come on! Go, go, go!

- Watch out! - Ah!

Take that, pigs!

Holy shit, take that!

Come on!

- You believe it? - How you like that?!

Half of it now.

No. All of it now.

Just one thing.

In a week they're taking half of what's in there.

Just in case it helps.

Ah, fuck.

So, what do you think, kid?

She is ham-tastic.

FERNAN: WE'RE OFF.