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Borders are strange places.

An imaginary line that divides two bits of land.

This particular one, dividing Galicia and Portugal,

has its own name: A Raia.

Ourense is on one side, land of thermal springs and vineyards

that the Romans enjoyed over 2,000 years ago.

On the other side, Montalegre,

a town that appears to be watching the other side of the border.

But let's not go off topic,

because our story, besides historical information,

begins here: in an isolated petrol station on the border.

A place only frequented by two types of people:

those searching for something or fleeing from something.

And all of them have their own backstory,

one that can't always be told. Like him: Eligio Montero.

A laid-back, friendly-looking guy.

He likes chewing gum, whisky, and Humphrey Bogart films.

But don't be fooled by his appearance.

Eligio is the typical local hit man.

He can rob, beat you up, move illegal goods,

or kidnap your worst enemy. Anything for a handful of euros.

His clients include the very worst lowlifes.

Like him: Marcelo Mendoza.

Nephew of old Severo Mendoza,

the top drug lord on this side of the border.

Or Ferr�n, in charge of laundering the family's money

via his vintage car dealership.

An increasingly tough task.

Two old enemies forced to shake hands.

Although Marcelo fantasises about getting rid of Ferr�n,

showing his uncle he's a worthy successor.

And that time might be close.

It appears that Eligio has decided to follow his own plan.

Who knows if it will work?

He's no Humphrey Bogart and this isn't really his story.

But we do know it will change the lives of our main characters,

who don't even know each other.

We'll come to that later, though. Let's start at the beginning.

He said his mum's coming to live with us.

Has he gone mad?

Don't touch that, it costs a fortune.

Are you listening?

Luc�a?

Yes, I'm listening. But he's been saying that for a year.

Don't be such a drama queen. What time is it?

- Eight. - Shit, running late again.

- You said a bad word. - Really?

Can I have a euro?

There you go.

So, tell me what you think. Does Mummy look pretty?

- Yes. - Yes?

Can I go with you?

Not today, sweetie. It's going to be packed.

Mum is a fab singer, one day you'll come see me in a big theatre.

You have to stay with Sandra, okay?

And don't touch my lipstick.

Tomorrow we'll go the cinema.

Before you spend the holidays with Dad. What do you say?

And can we have ice-cream?

- And how about if we do both? - Yay!

Be a good girl.

Beers are in the fridge.

Thanks.

I'm running late again...

Thanks.

Have fun!

How's it goin'?

How's it goin'?

As you can see, I'm so-so

I'm in a terrible state.

Thank you, friends. Remember, ten o'clock is happy hour.

We'll take a 15-minute break and be back.

How's it going, gorgeous?

How about you hitch it up? We're not here for the songs.

Hands off, idiot.

Sorry, can't help it.

You're turning me on, babe.

Really?

Like my legs?

You can't imagine where they begin.

- Wanna touch? - Sure, cowgirl.

I could climb on top.

Don't even think about it, prick.

Touch me and I'll cut off your balls!

What are you doing here?

Can't I have a beer?

Cut the crap, you know what I mean.

I heard about your "work".

I tried calling, but you never pick up.

So, I came to see you in action.

Alicia isn't here, is she?

What the hell do you care about my work?

Do I hassle you at yours?

Of course I didn't bring Alicia, I'm not that stupid.

Check it out.

Your boyfriend is getting jealous. He's not your kind.

You're right, maybe he does get jealous.

Today is your lucky day. Don't overdo it, dick.

Twenty... sixty-five.

- Luc�a. - Why are you here?

I phoned about a thousand times.

- Where is Alicia? - Ra�l took her away.

What do you mean?

He turned up without warning, threatened to call the police.

- The bastard... - Your phone was switched off.

Then they changed the lock.

I took everything I could. I'm so sorry, Lu.

Let's go and look for Alicia. - Lets' go!

Open the bloody door! What a bastard...

- What's your game? - Why are you here?

It's not your turn.

- Come back when you're calmer. - Yeah? Let me in, fuck it!

Go in.

- Hi, Lucia. What is it? - Where's Alicia?

In her room.

- Ali! We're leaving. - Let's talk.

I've nothing to say to you.

I don't think it's a good idea if she hears us rowing.

Darling, go and see how she is. We need to talk.

Sure.

- She isn't going anywhere with you. - Why?

- What's your problem? - You're a bad influence.

- Who the hell are you to say that? - Her father.

Besides, I have her for the holidays.

Have you seen yourself?

Is it right for her to see you dressed like a slut?

Is it the bar? Jealous again? - How much do you charge?

- Give her back to me or... - What? What?

I'll report you to the police for that scam of yours.

All right, all right.

I'll fetch her.

I'm going to ask for sole custody.

You can't, I'm her mum.

And when the judge finds out you're homeless?

That you spend your days dressed like a whore?

That you came here to attack me?

What are you on about?

It could all be different. I still miss you.

- It could be like it was before. - Take it easy.

I can't stand seeing you with others.

We're a family, Luc�a, a family.

Please, Alicia is upstairs.

All right.

I'll let you take her because I still love you.

But I want her back tomorrow.

And if you call the police,

you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

Understood?

Understood?

Are we going on a trip, Mummy?

Yes, sweetheart, on a trip.

Jesus!

What the hell?

Any rooms available?

That's all I have.

I need one.

Fifty euros for the two of you.

This is all I have.

I've heard that one too often before.

Please, do it for my little girl.

"...a delay in payment of your mortgage..."

Here again!

Who's the lucky girl today?

They're getting younger and younger.

Cut the crap and give me a room.

If it weren't for me, this business would go to hell.

Whatever you say, champ.

Let's go.

RA�L - 12 MISSED CALLS

1 VOICE MAIL

Luc�a, please pick up.

I want to apologise for yesterday.

You know I'm not like that.

Go on, call me.

"Certain divinities of mythology

who select those who will die in battle."

VALKYRIES

I knew that one.

What's wrong with my account? No more beer if I don't pay?

What about my pension account?

What does my pension have to do with the mortgage?

Come by this evening and you can explain it to me calmly.

We'll do that, then.

Bye. Say hello to your mother for me.

Morning.

Hi.

Thanks for yesterday.

You have to vacate the room before twelve.

Could we stay a couple of days more?

You've got it wrong, sweetie.

Call me Luc�a.

Nice to meet you, but this isn't a charity.

And you, honey.

What's your name?

Alicia.

Hungry?

Wait in the bar.

I need a word with your mum.

Run along, sweetheart.

Are the police looking for you?

No.

I don't know what you're running away from,

and I don't care,

as long as you don't cause me trouble.

But if you stay here, you work. Understood?

Yes.

See to your daughter.

I think there's some milk left in the fridge.

Thanks.

God, give me patience.

I know she never treated you well,

- but she's my mum. - And she always will be.

You can't keep on living this way.

She's no longer with us. Look at her.

We should put her out of her misery.

How?

By throwing her in the river.

What? That wasn't in the script. Sergio!

Cut!

- What's going on? - Wait a sec.

He said throw me in the river. That isn't my scene.

Didn't you speak to your agent?

Why would he want to talk to me?

This is hard for me to say,

but we're getting rid of your character.

Who gave that order?

- Things change... - No, tell the writers

to make the mother walk again...

That's impossible.

Why?

The channel wants familiar faces. - "Familiar faces"?

People who are more popular on social media, more active.

These kids are more popular than Eva Santana?

That's not the point.

You should talk to your agent.

You can be sure I won't be back.

Sorry for being late.

- Did you bring it? - Yes.

There you go.

Is this all?

It's what you were due.

Are you sorry about the soap opera, too?

How long have you known?

Two weeks.

I'm not going back. They don't deserve it.

I know, I know.

If you don't kill off the character, you'll be in trouble

for breach of contract.

Why not call them and apologise?

Apologise?

I'm a professional, not an idiot.

I'll go back and do my job.

They're kidding themselves if they think it'll work without me.

That kid...

doesn't have the experience or talent.

You know channels now. They don't just want actors,

- but influencers, social media... - What are you on about?

I have thousands of followers, and her?

Five million.

She's still a terrible actress.

Did you talk to the Sampaio film people?

Don't worry, I'll deal with everything.

Will you now?

That's not enough.

I don't work, you don't get paid.

It wasn't easy.

- You were off the radar... - Listen.

If it weren't for me, you'd be nobody.

I'm Eva Santana, that should be more than enough to get the role.

Do your job properly.

I'll sort it all out.

Meanwhile, turn up on set tomorrow, okay?

Sorry, it won't take long. Hello?

Thank you.

"See you later."

Thank you.

Shit!

Listen up, you twat.

Your time isn't worth shit, but mine is precious.

My uncle will be here in two days...

The lorry is almost here.

It simply took a safer route.

I don't like you, Ferr�n, but this is business.

I want to see that lorry as soon as it's here.

- Hello. - Hello.

I'm not buying anything.

I wanted a room.

Oh, okay.

That's an expensive suit for our type of guests.

If you have company, it'll be twice the price.

I'm here alone.

I'd like room number four.

It has to be four?

It's my number. I'm superstitious.

Well, that room is our bridal suite.

It costs 150 euros a night.

Is something funny? It's our best room.

Fine.

You need to fill out your details.

Ah, while you're here.

This is a petition to stop them building a casino.

- But I like casinos. - Well I don't.

Either sign it or look for somewhere else.

Okay, okay, no need to get upset.

Just one little thing.

Dogs aren't allowed in the motel.

Someone abandoned the little guy.

People have no scruples.

But I'm allergic to mutts.

So it can't stay.

The dog stays.

All right?

All right... the dog can stay.

- But in the storeroom. - Fine.

Understood? Excuse me.

Here you are.

Hiya.

Hiya, how are you?

Hiya...

PRIVATE NUMBER - RUNNING LATE. WAIT FOR ME IN MOTEL ROOM.

That's it, Telmo! More!

More!

God!

Do it harder, harder!

Yes, one adult and a child.

Of course I'll wait.

Yes, I'm still here.

Economy class, yes.

200 euros each? But it's a bloody train!

I'll think about it. Thank you.

Let me see.

Here's a coin.

Come here.

Look at the state of you.

Finish brushing your teeth and off to bed, it's late.

What are you doing?

Drop it!

Don't you dare! Are you mad?

You can't do that to me. I'll call the police!

- Lower your voice! - No!

- You can't do this to me! - I don't care!

Go on then, call the police. Like that's gonna make a difference.

Why are you doing this to me? I don't have any more money.

- Get it. - I can't!

You know people.

Ask for a loan.

Or I swear I'll publish those photos.

Give them to me or I'll kill you! I swear I will!

Was that your plan?

To stab me with a tiny knife?

You have five days. Five!

Or I'll publish them.

- I don't feel sorry for you. - I'm begging you.

I don't want them to see me like that. Please...

NOTICE OF EVICTION FROM PROPERTY

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

Waiting for you.

And the kid?

Asleep.

She'll be fine. Thanks for the toothbrush.

What type of bar do you think this is?

I couldn't pick up a lot clothes.

Have you worked in a bar?

Sure.

Get to it, then. You know where it is.

Hang on.

There's a guy in a suit.

Serve him some free drinks.

But something cheap, okay?

You get rid of it by soaking it in bicarbonate.

Sorry?

Your shirt stain.

The stain...

Berto's sandwiches, the best around here.

He has a good slogan.

"At Berto's, eat until your buttons pop!"

So next time, I'll just have to use a bib!

That's a smart suit for a place like this.

What do you do?

I lead a very boring life: I'm a lorry driver.

This is on the house.

- Absolutely not. - Boss's orders.

I insist.

Or you keep it as a tip.

I can't accept this.

She'd kill me.

Just remembering it...

I thought your dad would have a fit seeing you with me.

Yes, and he held it against me for 20 years.

He was a good man.

Now your mother... she had some temper.

- But I was fond of them both. - They were fond of you too.

My mother says you should go visit her.

I'll go some day, I promise.

Years have gone by, Carolina.

- Stop looking for her... - I'll never stop.

She's your age now.

She might never turn up.

You don't know that.

Sort out your problems, you can't go on like this.

- You could sell the motel... - Never.

The bank will make you if you don't pay.

If I sell, Micaela won't have a place to come back to.

If you don't pay you'll lose it anyway.

I wish I could do something, but...

If you don't deposit 150,000 euros, they'll carry out the order.

Then a court order will have you evicted

in just a few days.

Do you have savings?

I wish I could help you.

I'm more likely to get rich from the lottery than working in a bank.

I know.

Okay, I have to go.

If you change your mind or need something,

just call me.

Regards to your mother.

Hang on a sec, Joao.

Sign this before you go.

Still fighting the casino?

Of course.

Now that yokel of a mayor

wants to turn this into Las Vegas. Is that normal?

A casino, just what we needed.

More sinners? No. Add your name.

I'll bombard them with signatures

and they'll remember my name: Carolina Caneiro!

- Take care, bye. - You too, bye.

Seriously?

Hi, Mum. It's me.

Just to say I love you and miss you.

I had a horrible day today.

I'll call later.

Night, Mum.

Love you.

"I was born when she kissed me.

I died when she left me.

I lived a few weeks while she loved me."

That's really nice.

- From the film In a Lonely Place. - Is it?

Dixon Steele is one of my favourite Bogart characters.

They don't make films like that anymore.

- No. - No.

They don't make anything like before.

The world has lost all its poetry.

True.

Shall we carry on talking about classic cinema?

No.

You seem out of place in a village like this.

- Meaning? - I don't know.

With what you earn, you must be very important.

- Well, I have my own "business". - See?

I've always found dangerous guys sexy.

All I can tell you is that after tomorrow

I'll be so rich I won't have to do a stroke of work again.

But for now, I'm off to bed.

Keep the change, gorgeous.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

RA�L - 9 MISSED CALLS

Good evening.

Take it easy, mate, take it easy.

Don't be like that.

Everything is going well.

Now I'm the one who makes the rules.

Think I'm going to risk my neck for that money?

I want five million.

That's nothing if you have twenty million.

Don't worry,

it's well hidden.

Nobody will find it.

When I get my money, I'll tell you where it is.

I'll call you back.

Can I come in or do I have to spend the night alone?

Of course. Come in, come in.

You must think I'm mad,

but you've no idea how interesting I find dangerous guys like you.

That's not a good vice.

Maybe I'm not enough for you.

- If you want, I can go. - Stay.

Know what would be a turn on, Elogio?

Eligio.

If you told me about that dangerous business you're mixed up in.

It would put your life at risk.

I couldn't stand it if you were just a simple lorry driver.

A boaster.

All right.

But swear you won't say a thing.

Don't worry.

It'll be our secret.

So tell me absolutely everything.

I just killed a man.

I came here because I have something valuable in my possession.

What?

I'm only joking!

I'm just a lorry driver.

You're funny!

I'm going to powder my nose.

- What the hell? - Get him out of here.

- He's a dangerous man. - Why?

PRIVATE NUMBER FIRST WARNING. YOU HAVE 5 DAYS.

Jesus!

Get him out, whatever it takes.

Okay, okay.

It's a beautiful night.

Maybe we could take a walk.

A walk?

It's cold, darling.

No.

Do you think I'm stupid, slut?

Where the hell is the briefcase?

Where is the briefcase?

Let her go!

What the hell is going on?

Get out of here right now or I'll call the police.

Take it easy.

I'll leave if you give me the briefcase.

Bastard!

You motherfucker...

Don't move!

Stop or I'll shoot!

Don't move!

Don't move.

I'll kill you all, you whores!

Shit, I'm out of here.

No one is leaving here!

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