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Carlos, is that mine?

These are, don Manuel.

Did the gentlemen
order red shrimp?

It's about time, the red shrimp.

The invention of the year.

It's all touch sensitive.

Super intuitive...

I can't, I have things to
do, I have an operation.

- What?
- What did Cabrera call it?

Amadeus. What operation?

It's no big deal.

Go ahead, you can say it.
He has adenoids.

Yeah, right, adenoids.

That too.

I have adenoids too.

So this time you're
having an operation

for adenoids.

Now "The Lady" has adenoids!

"The Lady!"

Son of a bitch!

But you can't miss the
Amadeus thing, no bullshit.

When is that?

When Cabrera gets
back from Switzerland.

- China.
- I thought it was Switzerland.

You thought wrong.

Paco was there,
how was the snow?

Fine. I need to talk to you.

No, let's hear about Rafa's vacation.
Go on.

Remember to write down
the Jean Baptiste thing.

Hold on, I can't right now.

No, no, now is not the time...

- Don't bullshit me.
- Just drop it.

The ledger, the ledger!

Pass me the ledger.

Please, it looks like a missal.

- José Luis.
- "The Lady" is losing his memory.

- We'll make a mess.
- Give me the ledger.

"The Lady!" "The Lady!"

I'm going to audit "The Lady!"

"The Lady" will tell
you all to go to hell.

You're going to laugh your
heads off, you'll see.

- Write it down.
- I am.

Let's see.

Vacations.

Yeah, yours is here.

- Short or long version?
- Short, please.

Short.

Short. Vacation: Cíes Islands,

Luci's alcohol poisoning,

call to the tourism councilman.

Fuck the vacation.

Tourism councilman?

And Luci's helicopter
ride to the ER in Vigo.

Thank you, Susana.

That girl will be the end of me.

She's exactly like you.

That's what my wife says.

Check out the boss.

New blood.

That's why for me it's an
honor, but nothing new,

to introduce Rodrigo Alvarado,

our Chief of Staff.

A man who will help us take
this country even further.

Presenting the new recruit.
Jealous, Paco?

No way. She can't
even look at him.

Obviously not an easy job,

but very clear to
me, to solve problems

and help the country...

- Do the imitation.
- Him or her?

Leave her alone, she has enough.

- Imitate D'Artagnan.
- Okay, okay.

Go on, Manu!

- Let's see.
- I'm like a foot short.

Don't laugh, don't be mean.

Here I go. I'm Alvarado.

I'm young, I'm on the ball.

I have a face like
Dolph Lundgren.

And above all else,

zero tolerance for corruption.

I was born to fight corruption.

You're a bunch of gangsters.

What a clown.

A clown with many friends.

- José Luis.
- What?

That's your fourth.

And many of those friends

in the National Court, so...

don't laugh too much.

José Luis for president!

President, president!

Don't leave!

President, president!

So your vacation went okay?

Fine, fine.

How about you?

At the health resort, resting.

Fine.

I'm giving the go ahead.

When?

Not tomorrow or the next day,

but soon.

But...

Did something happen?

I want this under control
as soon as possible.

But we said in
four years, right?

Things might happen faster.

- What does Madrid say?
- I don't give a shit.

- What, you don't want it?
- Of course I do.

It's an honor.

No, it's not an honor.
It's my office.

It has to be you.

Because you don't bow
down to Madrid or anyone.

Until I say, only Inés can know.

All right?

You're making me the
happiest man in Spain.

You know that, right?

Thank you.

- You never change your mind?
- All the time.

But not at work.

I can't add much more than
what I said on the phone.

Do you know how many
people I have to see today?

- I have tons of work.
- Yeah, me too, much more.

Frías wanted to come here
when he heard about this.

I told him: "Wait."

How long have we
known each other?

A long time.

When we were the opposition

we helped you when you
needed it, didn't we?

Yes, you know you're
very dear to me.

Then why the hell are
you doing this to us?

Because it feels like it's
time, doesn't it to you?

You don't get it.
Either do it or we will.

The only option I can think of,
if you're morally exhausted,

step aside, we'll
find a replacement...

- So you're giving me no choice.
- You already made your choice.

You're not choosing now,
you chose a long time ago.

Or do I have to remind
everyone what's here?

Please.

Be responsible.

- Did a lot of people come?
- Yeah, it's almost full.

This way, don Manuel.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Rosa, how are you?

Hi, Manuel. How are you?

- It's good to see you.
- You too.

What's up?

Hi, how are you?

May I?

I was going over it.

How is everything?

A lot of work lately. Good.

I thought you had finished.

No, they delayed me.

- But you came from Madrid?
- Yes.

I'll probably miss
the last train.

- You were going before me.
- I was, yes.

But since you said you were
coming, they pushed me back.

And I hate to wait.

How is Enric?

Enric?

Fine.

- It's too bad what happened to him.
- Too bad, yeah.

You have to be
careful what you say.

You shouldn't, if it's true.
At least in my field.

I'm sure he'll come back strong.

Sure, yeah.

- Say hi for me, okay?
- Okay.

You're the one doing well.
Congratulations.

- You're working great.
- Thanks.

Even if you have to run
from city to city...

- You're the best in the morning by far.
- Thank you.

You don't like me, do you?

Or you see me as an enemy.

Which do I answer first?

Mr. López Vidal...

Come with me, please.

No, let her go first. I'm
going to check my notes.

No, that's okay.

You said you were in a
hurry so we changed...

Yeah, but what I had after got canceled.
Let her go.

- It's really not necessary.
- Are you sure?

I insist, let her.

Okay. Amaia, let's go, please.

Yeah?

- Please.
- Okay, then. Thank you.

This way I'll see you tomorrow.

Yeah, definitely.

A little more?

Okay.

Manu.

Manu, hey.

Your phone's been ringing.
Come on.

The search began
early this morning

after one of his
accounts in Switzerland

showed activity in August.

Authorities believe
the vice-secretary

could be involved

in a case of manipulating
public bidding.

Regional vice-secretary
Francisco Castillo...

I'm leaving.

Has been taken into custody

at a delicate time
for the party,

since Madrid is promoting
an image of renovation

and transparency with recruits
like Rodrigo Alvarado,

- ex-judge of the National Court.
- That's right, Amaia.

And Rodrigo Alvarado himself...

- I'll call you later, okay?
- Okay.

From Madrid. At headquarters

he defended the
party's innocence...

How bad is it?

I don't know.

- Should I be worried?
- No.

These cases will no
longer be tolerated.

We're working hard

with all available resources

to cut this off at the source.

Right away.

- What's up, Manuel?
- What's up?

Everything under control?

- Can't you see?
- You sure?

Yes, yes.

Yes, you pain. Leave me alone.

Shred it all.

- Make sure there's nothing left.
- Goodbye.

Good morning, Tere.
Big mess, huh?

It won't stop ringing.

Look, he wants you to go in.

Thank you.

If we go together,
they can't say no.

- They'll have no choice.
- Should I come back later?

And don't complain,
it's not your style.

Yeah, fine, but
that's all I can say.

- Worse for me.
- Why the fuck not?

You know exactly why not.

Then let's do
something, damn it.

Your kid has it tough, face it.

We'll think of something
to do with him,

but not the other thing.

- Can you hear me?
- Yes, goodbye.

Damn, that woman talks a lot.

How are you?

Worried.

Well, you've see it.
What do you think?

It's a disaster.

- This Paco can't get anything right.
- What do we do?

I was thinking of
visiting the four of them.

Which four?

- From the last mess.
- Why?

No, don't do anything.

This way we make
sure we cover Paco.

Do what I say for once.
Stay calm.

All right?

Look, there is one thing.

I want you to ease off
with that jerk Cabrera.

It's going too strong,
we need to ease off.

I'll look into it.

- But you know what he's like.
- No, I don't.

He complains, he says we're
looking over their shoulders.

- Who?
- Him, the businessmen.

- So what?
- He'll get angry and won't come back.

I don't care, damn it, the party
matters more than one "Money Grabber."

Yes.

I'll call him when he
gets back from China.

Okay. Everything clear?

Yes, yes.

Okay, then. Go out
there and smile.

No, better in my office, I'm
meeting someone for lunch.

Okay, great.

Come on, gentlemen,
this isn't so hard.

We still need to put the chairs.

- Damn, Manuel, give me a hug.
- Gallardo.

Do we know anything?

- Can we talk?
- Yes, of course.

Let's have a seat. Sergio!

Bring some coffee. What's up?

- You want some orange juice?
- No, no.

Sergio! Bring some
fresh orange juice!

You love this, huh?

You being okay, Manu,
that's what I love most.

Then keep quiet about the
Paco thing until it's over.

- You got that?
- My lips are sealed.

Sealed my ass.

- I mean with important stuff...
- Come on, I know you.

You can't keep quiet
even underwater.

The juice? The juice!

Right away.

You get what you pay for.
I would do anything for Paco.

- Then keep quiet, you got that?
- Yes.

- Did you understand me?
- Yes.

Very good.

- I'm off.
- You're leaving?

What about your juice?

See you at the Amadeus
meeting on Saturday?

Yes.

- See how his trip to China went.
- We'll see.

I think it will blow
over in two months, okay?

Okay.

Just relax, Pareja.
Nothing will happen.

Look at you. You're
too damn nervous.

You can't go around like this.

If nobody talks,

nothing will happen to Paco.

Stop looking so stressed.

What's wrong?

- Is it your wife...?
- No, no...

Fine, I'm just...

It's okay, that's it.
Don't worry about it.

And the other thing?

- What other thing?
- You know.

Forget about that. You mean Persika?
Forget it.

- It's under control.
- You sound too sure.

- You know anything?
- No.

- But we'll get caught.
- No, we won't.

With that face,
they fucking will.

I talked to Juan Ignacio
and he said not to worry.

Everybody can relax.
I ate with him last week.

And I told him:

"Cut anything you have to,
clean up anyone you have to."

Nothing but peace and quiet.

Okay? You got that?

To Paco. Let's
hope it's nothing.

Sure.

You're sure, aren't you?

- Completely, Susi.
- Whatever you say.

If you say everything is fine,

- I'll relax.
- Don't worry, Susi.

Good, because I can't
take any more bad news.

What's wrong?

- We found drugs on my youngest.
- Guille?

The maid checked his pockets
before washing his clothes.

Damn, Susi.

You two are so lucky with Nati.

Well, she's no saint...

At least her head is
in the right place.

Well, some days.

I'm really in bad shape.

I'm here for you, okay?

I know, Manu.
Thank you, sweetie.

- Welcome back.
- I couldn't wait to get back.

Why doesn't anyone warn
me about this shit?

- Did it go that badly?
- They're gross.

They spit during meetings and
burp in your face at lunch.

For them that's good manners.

Manners? Their burps make you want
to throw up the crap you just ate.

And they eat crap there, Manuel.

What a stench! Chinese
people swarming everywhere.

The assholes sure
love money though.

And the bastards watch you.

They'd sure watch you!

Are you stupid? You
don't believe me?

- I don't make stuff up, Manu.
- Okay, come on.

Right there. I
don't make stuff up.

Good evening. Martin
Millers, tonic on the side.

Have you got Yamazaki?
One ice cube.

- Well, then?
- It was awesome.

Really awesome. For you too.

- Wow, Cabrera!
- It's Christmas.

- Where did you get this?
- High quality.

It sure is. I shouldn't
even explain it to you.

Homo.

- See you on Saturday, right?
- Yeah, yeah.

"The Lady" said he might not
come, that he has adenoids.

He'll come, you'll see.

You guys will flip over
the new toy, it's amazing.

What did you want to tell me?

Paco.

That's a big mess.

Not a word.

Let's see here...

Iphoney... Iphone.

- Right?
- Yeah.

This phone rocks, it
has an amazing camera.

Very nice, very nice!

Captain? How are we doing?

How's the wind?

We've got the wind at our backs.
Full sails ahead!

- Let's go!
- You're the best, you bastard!

Gallar, how's it going?

And over there we have

my princess of the South Seas.

Lucía! My daughter!

Say something!

- Piss off, Dad!
- She's got a huge hangover.

What a hard life!

How are you guys?
Mamma mía, mamma mía.

Mamma mía, what ladies.
A couple of mermaids.

- How are you two?
- Living like kings.

And may you stay that way.
Yes, sir.

Over here we have a
real gentleman, a king.

Paco, Paquito, Paco.

What's up, Paquito?
Better than in jail, huh?

What a bastard!

- How's the image on that?
- It has a quality of 2 megapixels.

The image is awesome. You'll see, Inés.
Technology...

I'll email you a link later.

Be careful with that,
it's worth a fortune.

How do I turn this off?

Hit that button. That one.

- Did he tell you anything?
- No.

- He doesn't want to talk about it.
- He won't talk to me.

The party's over.

He only talks to
Ceballos and Alvarado.

Another slippery one.

She won't take my calls,
but if she needs me,

- we're family...
- If she doesn't, she doesn't, damn it.

- Are you new at this or what?
- Hey, lovebirds.

Look, this subject is
starting to bore the media.

And with the other thing

you're covered, okay?
So don't worry.

- I'd be lost without you.
- Fuck, no.

Well? What do you guys think?

About what?

The house in Teixeiro.
Who was behind it?

The police, of course.

Yeah, I know it was the police.
But who tipped them off?

Tell us already.

- The new guy.
- What new guy?

The new plumber.

The raid?

That guy does anything
you want, Manu.

He gets anything you want.
Very nice job.

Very high quality plumbing.

Oh, yeah?

And you've met him?

I didn't just get here.

Please, for God's sake!
Weren't you up for minister?

People always ask
me for applications.

Of course they do!

Speaking of records, are
those papers to sign upstairs?

Yeah, let's go upstairs.

- Let's go.
- To listen to this guy.

He's coming up!

- What is this?
- They played me, it was them!

You guys are too much.
Look, look, look.

What could it be?

You shouldn't have!

Gallardo! Let's do some dancing!

Turn up the music!

Gorgeous!

Turn up the music,
we can't hear shit.

Turn it up.

Here we go!

- Yes?
- Manuel. It's Jacobo.

Jacobo, what's up?

I know it's late but
I decided to call you.

What happened?

Nothing good.

- Tell me, tell me.
- You're coming out tomorrow.

Well, it's Monday
already, so Tuesday.

What happened?

There are recordings.

Related to Paco?

I only know there
are recordings.

- Yeah, but related or not?
- I don't know.

What do you fucking know?

That they're recent.

Who was it?

- I don't know.
- Don't bullshit me, Jacobo, please.

- I shouldn't be talking to you.
- Yes, I know.

And you'll be compensated like always.
Who are you thinking of?

Someone very close.

It looks like someone screwed
up or talked too much.

That's all I know. I'm hanging up.
Good luck.

Hello, this is
Roberto Gallardo...

Morning, don Manuel.

Tell her to leave,
we have to talk.

Lorena, honey, please. Go in
the bathroom and take a shower.

- Go in the bathroom.
- Now?

Yes, go in the bathroom.

- What's wrong?
- You talked.

- And I hope you didn't mean to.
- No, no, no...

Who did you talk to about us?

I fucking told you. I told you!
Did I or not?

Relax, Manuel, relax.

- Who?
- Nobody, Manu.

You said nobody so nobody.

Think.

I am thinking, but no, damn it.
No.

- I take what you say seriously.
- Don't kiss my ass.

What do I gain by talking?

- If they catch you, they catch me.
- Your fucking big mouth got us into this!

Think about who you've been talking
to this month and about what.

Person by person, okay?
Including her.

And let me know.

We're sorry, the number...

- What's up, Manuel?
- Cabrera.

- Have you got a minute?
- Or two.

Listen, I know you haven't, but
have you talked to anyone about us?

Nobody.

- You sure?
- Not sure, Manu, I'm positive.

- Not before or after?
- Not before, after, never.

Okay, big kiss. Call me
if you find out anything.

I've got to run, bye. Kiss.

You know Alarcón, right?

- For 500...
- What are you doing here?

Two minutes for your
sarcasm and start talking.

Two minutes is too short.

- Good, I'm in a hurry. Who was it?
- You'll see tomorrow,

like the rest of the mortals.

Why is he laughing?

Maybe because you walk
into this office...

You know who I am. Show
a little respect...

- Just stop it.
- I'm more surprised than anyone.

Look, Manuel.

Either you pissed somebody off,

or you were in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

- Delay it a couple days.
- I can't delay it.

I can't delay it
even one minute.

- And this little chat...
- I'll be in touch.

- Shit for brains.
- I can't wait!

Great, awesome!

Someone is looking for trouble.

We're sorry, the number you dialed
is unavailable at this time.

What's up, Pareja?

You won't talk to me now?

Let me take him upstairs.

No, he can go alone.

He can go alone!

- How did you find out?
- What do you care?

Of course I care.
I have two kids.

What has that got
to do with anything?

- Are you wearing one right now?
- No, damn it.

How can you do this to me, man?

How can you do this to me?

- I'm sorry, man.
- For who?

- For who?
- For the police.

Since when?

Two months, less.

You fucking idiot!

- You think they won't incriminate you?
- I'll pay for my part.

- Not with that face...
- I was sick of it.

Sick of what? Sick of what?

- Of having an awesome life!
- Shut the fuck up.

You fucking idiot!

Of making a bundle
for doing nothing.

Of your wife and kids living in style.
What is life to you?

I couldn't look them in the
eye, I couldn't even sleep.

This is about how I
divided the Persika share.

- What are you talking about?
- You wanted more.

So now you can look your kids in the eye?
Now you can?

When your kids find out you sent your
friends and their families to prison

for a bigger cut...

Where are you going?
What have they got?

You think they tell me anything?

You know what you
gave them, right?

Besides us always meeting in bars
and restaurants, I don't know.

Look, do they have a lot or a little?
What do they have?

I think they've got the other day
in your office. It was too quiet.

I'm sorry, Manu. I really am.

I have nothing
against you, really.

Manu, listen to me.

Manu!

This is José Luis
Frías, leave a message.

José Luis, call
me, it's important.

Now.

Since it could have serious
consequences for the party

after the recording was leaked

of this conversation between
one of the party strong men

regional Vice-secretary
Manuel López-Vidal

and a council member from City Hall
whose identity hasn't been revealed.

Listen:

What about the other thing?

Forget about that.
You mean Persika?

It's under control.

- But we'll get caught.
- No, we won't.

I talked to Juan
Ignacio and I told him:

"Cut anything you have to,

clean up anything you have
to." Stop him, period.

Like it's always been done.

Land re-zoning and siphoning
European Union subsidies

for amounts that could reach
hundreds of thousands of euros.

The vice-secretary
will have to face

police questioning under
"Operation Amadeus"

which has been underway
for a while now...

What bastards!

From now on I want you
to tell me everything.

I want to know everything.

Manu.

Yes.

What do I owe you, José.

Right away, maestro.

Why did you go into politics?

Francisco?

Manuel?

- Gentlemen?
- What do you mean...?

What were you expecting
from politics?

Hurry up, we came from
Madrid just for this.

I don't understand the question.

What do you want
from life, Manuel?

Do you understand
the question now?

Well, from life...

Same as everyone, I guess.

My family to be
okay, to be happy...

To get by.

Great, you've smashed it all.

If you needed something,
you should have asked.

This party takes care of its own.
We'd have given you anything,

Francisco, Manuel,

with pleasure.

But this...

This is a disgrace.

For the party, our
voters and the country.

Because we're
giving them reasons.

Incontestable reasons.

How far does your thing go?

Only here. Madrid
isn't involved.

Paco...

Your thing in Switzerland?

Local, that was local too...

That came from the garbage.

The garbage when?

Well, that started in 2003.

Wait a second.

In 2003 you were...

In territorial politics.

- You did this with City Hall?
- Of course.

With Urban Planning.

Who was there at the time?

- At City Hall?
- Of course.

- Where else?
- Paco, what's your problem?

I don't know how
you're spinning this...

Were you there or not?

And other people
did other things.

- There you go.
- I don't see your angle.

- Manuel... Manuel!
- The things we say here...

Manuel!

Calm down.

Yes, please.

Okay, this changes things

quite a bit from a rotten apple

to an organized gang.

With elections next year.
Does that enter your mind?

Logically.

Paco.

Your name took a hit.

See what we do with you now.

Return whatever sum,
to begin with...

Of course, of course.

Manuel, you're out.

- Me?
- You're out, yes.

And before you go, you'll stand
up for this party in public.

You got caught.

- Face up to it.
- We got caught.

You got caught, face up to it.

And they'll keep looking because
some people want to come after us

thanks to individuals like you.

From now on, we want only
transparency from you.

Can you do that?

Now it's the party
first, you second.

- You got it?
- Yes, damn it.

If you got it,
lose the attitude.

I don't know what your
notion of politics is,

but it's not what
you've been doing.

You have to set an example
and from what I see,

you come up short.

Well? How does it look?

Bad. Frankly bad, really.

Relax, it's all a show for
that bonehead Alvarado.

Well, it looked real with
all the party people there...

You're getting scared now?

- Calm me down.
- You're going to have to eat shit.

- That's how it is. And by the handful.
- Great.

- What if more keeps coming out?
- We hold the fort.

No, not that, the big one.

- Persika?
- Yes, Persika.

No. Persika won't come
out, it's impossible.

Though you were messy.

- How could I have known I was bugged...?
- Persika won't come out.

I'm telling you that.

That would be a huge
fucking shitstorm. No.

Right now you apply yourself,
eat what you're told and wait.

Can you be more specific?
Sometimes I don't get things.

Even more? Are you deaf?

So I take the blame for everyone?
Including Paco.

You're jealous again.

The Paco thing is something
else, a quick face wash.

Wonderful. Fuck!

There's one thing you don't know.
Take it easy.

Let's hear it.

There's a job opening in Washington.
Very cushy.

Does Frías know about this?

Great universities for Natividad.
Yes, he knows.

- What does he say?
- Fuck all because it's up to me.

I can't believe you're
doing this to me, Asun.

Screwing my life to
keep your kid clean.

Are you going stupid on me?

Don't bust my balls,
I'm saving your ass.

Or would you rather...

I'm getting the fuck out of here.
We'll talk later.

- Where did he go?
- He's booked solid today.

Where the fuck is he?

Call him, Manuel. I don't
know what to tell you.

Manuel, please. Give me that.
Will you give it back?

Thank you.

Good afternoon.

We'll treat him and...

Would you mind if
we talked later?

Okay.

Bye.

- Manuel.
- What's up?

- How are you?
- Fine. Is José Luis here?

He left ten minutes ago.

But how are you?
Don't scare me...

No, fine, fine.

I'm actually here for José Luis.

I thought he didn't
want anyone to know.

Well...

You know how he is.

- You want to go up?
- Please.

I think he had an
award ceremony...

Hello.

- What are you doing here?
- Can we talk?

Will you excuse us?

Sorry, excuse me. Thank you.

I've been calling
you for two days.

And which part of not answering
did you not understand?

Mr. Frías, you're next.

Yes.

- Will you come with me?
- Yes.

- Don't follow me.
- I'll wait and we'll have dinner.

- I can't.
- You can't or you won't?

This is not the place.

Are you aware that
everybody could go down?

I'm aware of more things
than you can imagine.

Don't call me if I don't answer,
don't look at me if I look away.

There's obviously a reason more
important than your curiosity.

Good afternoon.

We're going to be coherent,
we're going to be transparent,

we're going to be responsible.

- Hi.
- Good evening.

- My sister doesn't know.
- Call her.

Or she'll hear it
from someone else.

They've been after you for one
year, the file is this thick.

- Judge?
- A woman. Costa.

- What did the prosecutor say?
- He won't answer.

Go to his house after
and talk to him.

This might not go to trial.

I'd rather be prepared.

Okay, perfect. Two things then.
Simple.

- Your father. I'll take it.
- Okay.

- What two things?
- Two things, move the money,

if we get rid of the evidence,
everything will be fine.

Bermejo has supposedly
taken care of the first.

Do you trust him?

No. I was at headquarters all
fucking night. Look, you see?

All of Persika is here. If they
come after me, I can take them down.

All of them.

Let's see.

I don't know if
this is a good idea.

No, right. Watch thine enemies,

especially your
fellow party members.

Which are worse.

- You must have made copies.
- Yes, two pen drives.

When I'm done I'm going
to Madrid to see Ceballos.

We'll see if this
brings her around.

No, she's in Milan.
She gets back tomorrow.

Damn, that's right.

Let's make the most of today.
Get me a meeting with Cabrera.

- How are we for time?
- Good. This part takes forever.

- So we're good.
- You can't trust Costa, Ramiro.

- Did you hear that?
- Yeah, don't worry.

And the other part? Switzerland?

- Fernando?
- This Switzerland obsession.

How many times have
I got to say it?

Sending money to Switzerland

is tacky!

Okay, then. Switzerland is out.

What do I do now?

What you'd be doing if you
hadn't stolen all those papers.

First, on a personal note,
I am utterly disappointed.

This gentleman had
all of my trust

up until this moment,

but anyway, it's in
the judges' hands now.

José, I'll leave this here.

Good morning.

Hi, Rafa, what's up?

Hi.

Manu.

Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Sorry, that's my seat.

You can't sit somewhere else?

No, there are no more chairs.

That's okay, Carlos.
I'll find another.

And we weren't expecting you.

There you have it. In politics
you have to improvise.

The big problem, the chair.

Can you pass me my
things, Carlos, please?

Thank you.

We'll start with next year's budget.
Maite, shut the door.

Go to where we
left off yesterday.

The total tax income...

When I say it's gone up
very little compared to...

Sorry... Maite, please.

Go have a smoke.

- Get the car, I'm leaving.
- What's up, Manu?

- Shall we go for a beer?
- I can't.

Will things get better for me?
Did they say that?

Come on, Manu. A quick one.

I have news.

No, Paco.

- You'd have done the same.
- But I didn't.

Fuck, Manu, please.

You have it easy. Frías worships you.
The bastard hates me and you know it.

You need to lose that
attitude, I'm telling you.

- You'll figure it out.
- Go fuck yourself.

Whatever you say,
at least I tried.

Sometimes you lose, eh, Manu?

Sometimes you lose!

What's up?

- Antonio, coffee, please.
- Right away.

How are we, gentlemen?

Let's see, Manuel...

This is insane.

No, this is called security,
it's called precaution.

The Chinese are insane.

It's not a big deal.

Not a big deal? Have they
named a corruption scheme

after your boat? Fuck, no.
You don't have a boat.

We're playing with
the big boys here.

Okay, no need to get upset.

This part, no way. This
commission is abusive.

Something you want to say to me?
Go ahead.

That you've got a lot of nerve.

Take it easy, Fernando, okay?

Don't talk to me that way.
Talk to me right.

For me this isn't only business,
for me this is a favor I'm doing him

with my name already in the
papers risking my fucking image

and I don't appreciate having

- my loyalty to this man questioned.
- Okay, relax.

Will everyone please calm down?

Okay, but tell this guy
to get out of my sight.

Don't do it.

Your lunch is covered.

Your coffee.

Here we see what looks
like a home video

of Manuel López-Vidal and his
wife with other party members

enjoying a celebration
on a friend's yacht.

How are you?

Manu, Manu.

- What's going on here?
- Mr. López-Vidal.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

This order is from Judge
Costa to detain you

and search your home.

Excuse me.

Mr. López-Vidal, you
have a safe, right?

Yes.

If you'd be so kind...

Open the safe and
step back, please.

Step back.

Thank you.

It looks like this is
going to take a while.

- Shall we have breakfast?
- Sure, I'll make coffee.

- Would anyone like coffee, water?
- No, thank you.

- Dad they're taking everything...
- Nati, it's okay, they're doing their job.

They'll leave when everything
is clarified, don't worry.

Since this is going to take
a while, can I get dressed?

Of course.

Please.

There's a call from
the courthouse...

Excuse me, empty out your
pockets on the table, please.

- Yes, right away.
- Thank you.

Can you show me
your shoe, please?

The other one.

I'll take this pen drive.

Fernando.

- How did it go.
- Good. Text Ceballos.

"I have something that interests
you, I'm coming to see you."

- And get on the Cabrera thing.
- I'm on it.

Manuel, how are you?
How did the night go?

Tell Inés to get me a train
ticket for 3 o'clock, okay?

- Am I on time?
- Yes, ahead.

Wait by the door.

They arrested Gallardo and he
hasn't said anything, so relax.

You're not going in.

- What?
- You're fired.

- What?
- For being clumsy or a traitor?

Did I tell you not to keep
evidence or did I not?

How did they know there
were two pen drives?

I have no idea.

No, you tell me,
because I have no idea.

- What are you talking about?
- Get out of my sight.

Come on, come on.

- Let's go.
- Manuel, listen to me.

Fernando, say
something, damn it.

Is this okay?

Good morning.

- We can get started, right?
- Yes, sorry.

Who is this?

- My new lawyer.
- Okay.

You've been informed of
your rights while detained,

- right?
- Yes.

And you are Don
Manuel López-Vidal?

- I am.
- Correct.

The Second District Court

has carried out an investigation
revealing clear indications of crimes

of misconduct,
repeated tax fraud,

repeated bribery, malfeasance,

forgery, competition rigging
and influence trafficking.

- Do you wish to make a statement?
- No.

- The prosecution?
- Then we don't either.

Parties, you may proceed.

The prosecution requests
pretrial detention

due to the risk of destroying
evidence and danger of escape.

The defense opposes, ma'am.
We request he be given parole

due to my client's
family and social roots

and the impossibility to alter
evidence after the search.

I hereby apply preventable
temporary custody

with bail set at 200,000 euros.
You must turn in your passport

and check in at the
courthouse every two weeks.

The court agent will
provide the allegations

- in writing.
- Correct.

Correct.

Yes, of course.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Shouldn't you talk to someone first?
- To who?

- I don't know! José Luis.
- I can't talk to anyone.

- But are you going to jail or not?
- I don't know! What questions you ask!

You know what happened last night?
Ana called me and told me.

Remember Marina, Anselmo's wife?
From Persika?

- Yeah, from accounting.
- She's dead.

Who? Marina's dead?

Her car went off the
road and she's dead.

No shit. She had an accident?

- Maybe it wasn't an accident.
- Jesus Christ, Inés!

Just calm down. Of course
it was an accident.

I want us to keep
deciding things together.

- I'll call you from the train to explain.
- No, explain it now.

- When I get to Madrid...
- Explain it to me now!

- I can't!
- Why can't you?

Because you got me a fucking ticket
for a train leaving in 40 minutes! You!

I'll call you from the train.

I'll call you when I get
to Madrid tonight, okay?

Listen to me. I'll explain
everything when I get back tonight.

If I can't come, I'll call you.

I'll call you and
call you, okay?

- Manuel.
- Asunción.

What can we do for you?

I came to talk to you.

You'll have to wait because
these people and I are working.

That's fine, I can talk right
here in front of them if you want.

Well, Manuel, don't
make a fool of yourself.

I wanted to talk
about Persika...

- I can't believe this, Manuel.
- Neither can I, baby.

We'll continue after, please.

Rodrigo,

give us a couple of minutes.

I think I should stay.

That's fine with me, eh?

Just fine.

This will take two
seconds, Rodrigo, please.

Two seconds.

Shut the door?

If you don't mind.

You are such an idiot!

I warned you.

You brought up Persika
in front of him!

I've got him sniffing
my snatch all day long.

Please, let me speak.

You must be mentally retarded.

Will you let me talk already? I swear
on my daughter I'll blow you up.

- You're going to blow me up?
- Yes, you and everyone.

What shit are you talking?

- Shall we ask Alvarado?
- Ask whoever you fucking like.

Look, either we make a deal
right now or I'll hop in a taxi

and go drink wine with the press.
How about it?

With the press.

Go home to your daughter
instead of swearing so much.

There was another pen drive.

- What are you talking about?
- I made another copy.

- And where is it?
- In Madrid.

Madrid is very big. Show me.

You'll see it from the fucking witness
stand, unless you take me seriously,

we make a deal and forget
how badly we all get along,

your plans with Paco, mine with
Frías and we talk about the future.

The party won't
recover from this.

Think it over.

Drop it already.

You have nothing.

You're alone and you're screwed.

You should have listened
when you had the chance.

Out.

You're making a mistake.

Watch the news
the next few days.

See what you find.

Your Yamazaki.

Alvarado!

What are you doing? Don't stop.

- Alvarado, please.
- Don't follow me.

I need to talk to
you for a second.

Only for a second, really.

Keep going, I'll be right there.

- What's up?
- Just give me five minutes.

I'll call you right now.

Rodrigo Alvarado Urrea,

law degree with honors,
National Court Judge on leave,

General Vice-Secretary
of the party,

married, two daughters.

Not bad for under 40,

but you're not the first.

- I don't pretend to be.
- Hey, please!

Saint Rodrigo, Patron
Saint of the Honest.

Coming from you, that sounds

- like an insult.
- Okay, look.

I'm here to help
you pad your resumé.

Do you really think
I need you for that?

That depends.

Do you want to be regional
president of the party?

Life is funny, huh? We all
thought it would be you.

- And look at me now.
- No, I'm not the least bit interested.

Besides, I think Frías
has plenty of rope left.

Frías is dying.

Sure, probably.

Throat cancer.

With metastasis in the bones.

Nobody knows.

The heir to the realm is Paco.

And I'm offering you his head.

Asunción won't be...

amused at all,
she's killed herself

pinning the Swiss
accounts on you.

I'm glad you noticed.

Well?

I'm saying no, I
don't think the party

needs any more scandals.

But I'm giving Paco's
scandal only to you

so you can manage it.

What a bunch of gangsters.

Look,

I won't get out of a trial.

No.

That's right, I'm going to
need you and you know it.

Yeah, but I still
don't work miracles.

But you know how to
polish the prosecution.

What you're asking
is complicated.

Less for you.

Look, imagine I could help you, that
I can recuse an unpleasant judge

and get you one a little nicer,

that I'm tempted by the idea
of moving to the beach...

Tell me, why the hell
would I deprive myself

of the true pleasure

of seeing you go to prison?

Because what I did was
nothing special, man.

What did I do? Survive? Yes.

What did I do? Fit
into a machinery

that's been greased since
my grandfather's days.

History won't remember
me, that's fine.

But I want the best for
my wife and daughter.

Good lord, how many ways
can you tell the same story?

You just got here, kid.

Don't overestimate yourself.

Alvarado, I understand perfectly

if you say no to me right
now, I understand perfectly.

But months will go by and I won't
be in the spotlight anymore.

And until the trial, whenever
you have a beer like now,

you're going to remember
this conversation.

And that you can spare yourself
four years of Ceballos.

And that if you really
want to change things,

if you really want
to change things,

in the real world,
this is how it's done.

From the inside.

And with power.

No, not like this.
Not like this.

Then how?

Impressive, eh?

You think you can convince me.

- Yeah.
- Oh, yeah?

What makes you so sure?

Because I already have.

- Hi.
- What's up?

- Come in.
- Thank you.

Come in, come in.

- Have a seat.
- Okay.

- Vodka then?
- Yes, please.

Just a little.

- Like that?
- Thanks.

Was dinner business or pleasure?

Business.

You're leaving the morning show?

I don't know.

Everything looks good, but...

But?

The shinier the offer,
the less I trust it.

You think there's a catch?

Power protects power.

Why did you invite me here?

I missed my train back.

And I thought, why not?

I shouldn't be here.

But here you are.

No?

You think you know me well.

I'm good at seeing people.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

Shall we try?

Okay, go ahead.

You love your job. Too much.

But it's okay because
you're very good.

Very good.

Smart, hardworking,
with your feisty touch.

But you still need one
thing to be taken seriously.

- A penis?
- No.

A good story.

You're going to give it to me?

If you wait for me, yes.

I'm awful at waiting,
you know that.

To patience.

Keep going?

No.

Come on.

- This is Rodrigo Alvarado...
- Fuck.

Give me change.

Tell me what I owe you.

Your change.

This is Rodrigo Alvarado...

Fernando.

- Who's that?
- Iturralde, Ceballos' lawyer.

The record shows that my client,
Roberto Gallardo Antúnez,

will cooperate with the prosecution
to clarify the details he can offer

about the so-called
Amadeus Scheme

which we hope will be considered
when judging his specific case.

This cooperation
sustains that my client

was an accomplice but
never creator, instigator

and/or active agent
within the scheme.

The other defendant present, Manuel
López-Vidal, was in fact creator,

instigator and the brains
behind the scheme as proven

in the adjoined evidence.

My client, Roberto
Gallardo Antúnez,

wants the record to show
that Manuel López-Vidal's

was to appropriate and distribute a
percentage of subsidies from Brussels

destined to maintain
agricultural lands

bought previously by front men.

- After the land was re-zoned...
- Excuse me. Iturralde,

can you provide the
defense with this evidence?

After the land was re-zoned
and designated urban,

the land was sold to
builders for a price

up to 100 times
greater per hectare,

so we're looking at

double embezzlement
perpetuated for years.

Here's the Persika thing.

Everything's
changed but my name.

- Can we continue?
- Yes, of course.

Thank you.

My client sustains
that he was present

at scheme meetings at different
locations in the city and suburbs.

Credit card statements

show that Manuel López-Vidal
was present at all of them.

Including:

Las Arenas Hotel conference
hall, located at 22 Viñas Street,

the Green Village Country Club,

located at 7 Mercaderes Street,

the Aphrodite Club, kilometer
13 of National Highway 3,

- the Pink Paradise Club, kilometer 37...
- I think that's enough.

- Please let him finish.
- Sorry.

Thank you.

The Pink Paradise Club, kilometer
37 of National Highway 1,

the Doll Club, kilometer
41 of National Highway 2,

El Torreón Grill, 91
Maestre Gonzalbo Street,

Casa Sherezade, on
Los Robles Avenue...

Inés, listen to me.

You just got played and it's only
a sample of what they can do.

You have to call José Luis.

Look, I'm sorry about what just
happened, but it's all a lie.

They're going to throw a
lot of shit to discredit me.

Don't believe any of it.

That's for me to decide.

You focus on what's urgent.

It's 3 weeks to trial, call José
Luis and do whatever you have to.

Before this gets
worse, because it will.

The taxi.

You're not coming?

No, I'm leaving alone.

See you at home?

Come on. Mr. López-Vidal?

Did you cooperate
with the prosecution?

Did you talk about any other
party members implicated?

Thank you very much.

We keep going tomorrow, right?

- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.

It's in the other one.

Oh, thanks.

Nati, I'm going to
make a call, okay?

He's with his daughter.

This is Rodrigo Alvarado,
leave a message...

Alvarado, there are 3 weeks left
and I'm fucking sick and tired

of looking for 1 euro coins
to try and talk to you.

You've had plenty of time,
just tell me: yes or no.

Can we go, please?

- Did they say something?
- No, they didn't.

- Nati, look at me. Did they?
- No, they didn't.

Did you hear it?

- Did you spit at us?
- Spit what?

- He spit on the ground.
- They spit at us.

- Check and see.
- They did not spit at us.

- Did you spit at me?
- Dad, he didn't spit at you.

You spit at me. Spit in my
face if you have the balls!

- You have no manners.
- Manners, he says, the thief.

Hey! I didn't steal from
anyone, you got that?

- Brat!
- A thief and a whoremonger!

- You people disgust me!
- Dad...

- Come on.
- What?

- What did you say?
- Go on, scram.

Dad, let's go! We're leaving!

Look at me, Dad, look at me!

Dad, please, look at me!

Get the fuck out of here!
I'll stomp your head!

Dumbshit!

That's enough!

You want to sit down?

Would you like
something to drink?

Nobody knows this, but...

I'm going to give you a chance.

The last one.

A chance to what?

To end well.

That's not why you called me.

Unbelievable.

You'll never change, will you?

You don't deserve your
wife, she's smart,

not like you. And she's right,

sometimes it's better
to be a Gallardo.

- You are who you are.
- And you're an arrogant bastard.

- Me, arrogant?
- Yes.

Arrogance, this country's evil.

- Arrogance breeds treason.
- Treason is not doing what you're told.

And you never did.

You haven't learned
anything, have you?

You still haven't realized
this is how bad news begins?

- Answer it.
- No, it doesn't matter.

Go ahead, answer it.

There it is.

That arrogant glow in your eyes.

You know me well, huh?

Like my own son.

Well, I'm not your son.

They don't play around,
they're serious!

Excuse me?

Are you threatening me?

What do you mean
by that, José Luis?

That I might have an accident?

Will my car go off the road?
What the fuck are you saying?

Have the balls to say it!
What are you saying?

You're not my responsibility
anymore, Manuel.

What happened?

Airline tickets
and enough dollars.

I talked to your sister.
When you get to Toronto,

she'll pick you
up tomorrow, okay?

I can't believe it. All
you had to do was listen.

Inés, please. This
is hard for me too.

Take it, it's for the best.

- It's hard for you too.
- Yes.

- Sure.
- Yes.

- All for pride.
- Inés, please. Where are you going?

To pack your
daughter's suitcase.

It's not pride, Inés!
It's justice!

We can go alone from here.

Take care. I'll call you, okay?

Cedrún, Cáceres,
Aguado, Solana, Belsué,

Aragón, Nayim, Poyet,
Higuera, Pardeza and Esnaider.

Talk while you eat.

Like you're giving a
speech, not just names.

I'd put Cedrún in the goal.

Wings, Chucho Solana and Belsué,

who saved a goal
in the first half.

On the right, the man who
forever changed history

with his right foot...

Okay!

Cedrún, Cáceres,
Aguado, Solana, Belsué,

Aragón, Nayim, Poyet,

Higuera, Pardeza and Esnaider.

Excuse me.

Could you turn down
the music a bit?

Yes, Luis, what is it?

Sorry, man. Something
came up and I can't go.

You're kidding.

I have to finish something here
in the office, I have 15 minutes

- to eat before the Chinese come.
- Tomorrow.

I'm going to
Belmopan first thing,

I told you that, damn it.

Luis, I need to talk to
you, it's very important.

Fuck, let's see.

Next week, at the
end of next week.

I'll find you a spot,
you're first in line.

I swear on my youngest daughter's life.
Or we'll talk

- on the phone.
- No. Are you in your office?

I said yes,

I'm in my office.

- I'll be there in 10 minutes.
- There's no time, the Chinese!

I'll be there in
5 minutes, really.

Here, keep the change.

- Good afternoon.
- Afternoon, sir.

- Good afternoon.
- Afternoon.

There are still some tactical
issues we need to work on.

- It's impossible. Afternoon.
- Good afternoon.

I'm running first territory
now, university students.

Awesome.

- Goodbye.
- Bye.

Hi.

- Are you going down?
- No, going up.

He's expecting me.

- Lots of people see you?
- No.

- Are you sure?
- Yes, yes.

Let nobody in!

You can't do this to me, gorgeous,
it's not good to be seen here.

You want some rice? I have plenty.
Keeps you from shitting.

Five minutes, Manuel.
What can I do for you?

The Chinese will be
here in five minutes.

You can't wait one fucking week?
What can I do for you?

Either you're having a stroke
or you're fucking with me.

What the fuck do you want? Hey!

I needed to talk to you.

Where can we?

- How do you know?
- They're investigating a lot of people.

- Since how long?
- At least a month.

- I've heard recordings.
- Of me?

Yeah. Here, of you, me...

How could they have
bugged my fucking office?

This is too big, they
need more heads to roll.

And now they're coming after me?
After me? After me?

Look who they're not going
after: Ceballos, Frías or Paco.

I've been there for
them the whole time!

Fuck, when Alex made that
whole mess at the convent,

I was there and this
is how they thank me.

Recordings don't always hold up in court.
They can't.

We're businessmen, damn it!
Trying to do things right.

You pay, or you pay.
That's how it works here.

What kind of fucking
shitty country is this?

- For them it's easy.
- For who?

The party.

It's Frías.

It's Frías, that fat son of a bitch.
The faggot hates me.

- He has it in for me.
- Not just him.

He's never, never shaken my hand.
No, he did once, remember?

You were in front of Rojas and
Serrano when I named them presidents

of whatever the fuck it was. That's
the only time he shook my hand.

But when you and Paco ate
shit with the Persika crap,

who did they call, Manuel?

Bermejo.

All terrified: "We have to
hide it all in Andorra."

And there I was, Manuel.

Taking it all to Andorra in
a fucking police helicopter.

Yeah, you did.

And this is how they thank me.

That's right.

Shit, the Chinese.

Luis.

Where the fuck do
I take the Chinese?

- You know why this is, right?
- No.

Because they don't
see us as equals.

They fucking have it in for us.

Me because I never finished my degree
and you because of where you're from.

That's it, they resent us.
You know what Paco calls you?

"The Money Grabber."

He said it once in front of me.
"Cabrera the Money Grabber."

Me, The Money Grabber?

Paco the Gypsy?

And where did the
Gypsy come from, eh?

The Gypsy... If it
weren't for Ceballos...

that son of a bitch would be wiping
my ass while I shit all over him!

He's the one who should be
looking for bugs under his desk.

But too bad. That conniving
asshole is always up to something.

And he makes off with the money.

Persika wouldn't exist!

It was his idea, in that fucking convent.
What year was it?

In '97.

And he was completely drunk.
Re-zoning the land...

Fucking bastard.

Jesus Christ!

This isn't going to change.

Is it?

Nothing will ever
change around here.

You always have to
fucking pay in life.

You always have to pay.

And when things get
ugly, who do they call?

Yours truly.

And the Gypsy opens his hand.

Nobody in the fucking
world is better at it.

Nobody!

What did he say about Brussels?

"If they want our peaches,
they can eat my balls first."

Son of a bitch.

I don't think it's
fucking funny.

Let's go.

If you find out anything, we'll meet.
Don't call me.

Paco.

- How are you?
- What's he doing here?

- None of your business.
- Shut up.

What were you doing?

Offer the Chinese some
coffee, if you don't mind.

Don't bullshit me. What did
you two talk about exactly?

Nothing much.

- Manuel wants to move some money...
- Some money.

You are really something else.

Paco, what I will
politely ask you

- is to calm down.
- Calm down?

Yeah, sure.

Let's calmly discuss what
you two need to discuss.

But for God's sake, not here.
Susi, you tell him.

He's right, this
is not the place.

Let's talk in the office.
Right, Manu?

I'd rather not do it in the office.
I'll buy you a drink downstairs.

No, everyone will see
how dumb their boss is.

- You'll have to excuse me.
- Nobody's going anywhere.

- Take off your jacket.
- No, no.

- Did you search him, you jerk?
- You're going to search me now?

- Yes.
- What, are you a cop now?

- I want to see what you've got there.
- I'm sorry, but I'm leaving.

You're not going anywhere.
Stay right there.

- Don't touch me.
- Of course I will.

Don't touch me! Get your
fucking hands off me.

- Hey!
- What's this?

What is this?

Wow.

Look. You guys see this?

I can't believe it, Manu.

What do I do with you now?

What do I do with you? Tell me.

Tell me what to do with you!
You're finished!

You son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Get out of here, you bastard!
I'll kill you!

Did you see that?

Yeah.

Break it, just in case.

Maybe it's time to stop.

No.

- No.
- Well, then?

I have a week to give
Alvarado something.

We have to go to Andorra
for Bermejo's money.

How much have I got?
How much can we move?

- It depends. What for?
- For a plumber.

- Who is he?
- A new one.

To do what?

Find Bermejo's safety
deposit box in Andorra.

Then we'll bribe
whatever banker.

Tell me, how much?

A lot.

I can't get that much
money in one day.

- How are you?
- Fine.

It's very cold.

And Nati?

Nati, little by little. She's
having fun with her cousins.

Inés...

I'm calling because I need
money, practically all of it.

And I can't promise
I'll pay you back soon.

But I really need
it, otherwise...

Otherwise what?

I don't know what will happen.

That money isn't all yours.

- It's also your daughter's.
- I know.

Look, I don't want to argue. Tell
me how much and how to do it.

But I will tell you one thing:

I never kicked you out
or left you with nothing.

I've always treated you
with respect and love

because you've always been
what matters most to me.

How do we do it?

Thanks.

Look, Manu. It's better
if Estrada calls you.

Don't call me anymore, you got that?
Never again.

I'll contact you if
I need to, all right?

How are you, man?

Okay.

Pass me the backpack.

It's all in there.

Are you the ones who...

They'll call you.

- But...
- They'll call you. 3 days, 5...

Okay, this is all set.

Have they called?

Fuck!

- What's up?
- Not much.

I know a guy at Crèdit Andorrà

who looks soft enough, but...

Who knows.

I heard about one at Andbank
who isn't a sure thing either.

Where we'd do best

is at the Privada, Curro's
there, he's an old client

of mine, and we'd better

avoid Morabanc, they
have a grudge with me.

If you had to pick one?

If it's Bermejo,

then...

at Andbank or Crèdit.

- Yes?
- It's me.

- I was missing you.
- It's almost done.

- I'll believe it when I see it.
- It got messy but it's almost done.

No, I heard about
the show you put on.

Don't worry, you can
set my thing in motion.

Sorry to repeat myself, but
I'll believe it when I see it.

Look, there's only one week
left and it's not enough time.

Until it's in my hands,
forget it, is that clear?

- What?
- It's not in a bank.

Get dressed.

It's not in a bank?

That's Bermejo's daughter.

- Who, the blonde?
- Yeah.

I can't see anything.

- The blonde, Lucía.
- Yeah?

Look at the little house "The Lady" was
building this whole time. Follow me.

Yes?

Lucía, it's Manuel López-Vidal.

Manuel, your father's friend.

What's going on?

Sorry but he sent us
to pick something up.

It's urgent, really. It will
only take a couple minutes.

Please, open the door.

Okay.

Hi, Lucía. I'm sorry. Your
father didn't say anything?

No, nothing.

There was a problem and he sent
us over to pick up some documents.

It should only take a couple minutes.
Can we come in?

- Yes.
- Thank you.

What's up?

Nice little private
party you got here.

- Does your father know?
- No.

Well, don't worry.

What do you need exactly?

Some documents that were where,
in a folder or on a hard drive?

Yeah, he said a hard drive.

- On a hard drive.
- Can we have a quick look?

Sure.

Luci.

- Everything okay?
- Fine, yeah. It's cool.

Sorry, Lucía. It's
only a couple minutes.

- You won't tell my dad, right?
- Please.

Thank you.

Fernando, look over there.

Hi.

They're friends of my
dad's, they're leaving.

- It's cool, you can keep doing that.
- It's cool.

- Nothing.
- Ls there anything upstairs?

- There's a bedroom, but it's locked.
- We'll take a look.

It might be there. Shall we?

Thanks.

Check in back just
in case, Fernando.

- What's going on?
- Nothing, they need to get something.

I'm really sorry about this.
Your dad will fill you in.

- Okay.
- It's a problem...

- It's that room over there.
- Wow.

I didn't see a thing, eh?

You're right, it's locked.

- There must be a key.
- No. No, no.

Look, we know it has to be in there
because it's the only locked room, right?

My father told me that
door couldn't be opened.

Sure, he said that because it
has important things, documents,

which is exactly why
I'm here, because your

father asked me to
come for the documents.

So please, find me the key, okay?
There must be one.

Lucía, please, go find the key.
It's late.

I don't have a key to open that.

A key, anything.

- Fernando, come up. It's here.
- I'm coming.

Who is he?

Hey! Are you crazy?

- I need those documents.
- Okay.

Fine, but we have a problem
here, life isn't always a party.

- You don't need to kick the door...
- Good.

I know what I need to do.

Look, here she is.

Don't get smart with me.

Give me the keys, Lucía, please.

Let's see... Fuck.

- Why wouldn't he come himself?
- He's at a congress, you know that.

- And why didn't he give you the key?
- Good question, why didn't he?

Fernando, we'll have
to break the door down.

- No, you can't do that.
- Lucía, this is the situation:

We need the documents for your father,
if you want I'll call him right now

at 4 in the morning, he's
been sleeping for 3 hours,

after a shitty day and tell him
that we can't get what he asked for

because his daughter won't let
us break this fucking door!

This stupid fucking door!

Calm down, please.

We need to find a
toolbox to open this.

Please.

Lucía, will you help your father

and find a toolbox or
something to open this?

Thank you, thank you. Let's
see a little activity.

I don't know, maybe
with an ID card.

- With an ID card?
- Find a crowbar or something.

Find something I can
use to pry it open.

- I'm not moving, I'm fine right here.
- Find it yourself.

I'll go.

It's there, Fernando.

Hey, what are you doing?

Lucía, come up here.

Fernando, go to the car.

- You don't want me to help?
- No, this will only take a minute.

Okay... Okay, Manuel.

Look.

He's lying.

Hold on, she's coming up.

Did you buy tickets to see this?

Is this being shown live or what the fuck?
I'm trying to work here, kid.

Mind your own business, go
snort a line downstairs.

Let me do what Lucía's
father asked me to do.

Okay? Shut your fucking mouth!

No, I won't shut up, damn it.

This house isn't yours or mine.
The owner is coming upstairs...

Holy shit!

Lucía, Lucía, come upstairs!

- Hold on, just relax.
- What the fuck did you do?

- I'll clean this up.
- This guy isn't friends with your dad.

They're fighting because of
the Amadeus Scheme, look.

Did you hear that?

- Relax, Lucía.
- Stop for a second.

Hey, please, stop!

Lucía, take it easy... Don't touch me!
Don't touch me!

- Don't touch me!
- You guys, stop.

- Nobody touches me.
- Everybody stop, I'm calling my dad.

- Go ahead, call him.
- Okay.

He's not answering.

Well?

- He's not answering.
- Why? Because he's asleep.

Why is he asleep? Because he
sent me to pick up documents

that are important to him.
Why couldn't I get them?

Because your stupid ass
friends are in my fucking way

and won't let me fucking work!

Call him again,
until he picks up.

Don't touch anything!

- She said not to touch anything.
- Don't touch me!

Don't fucking touch me.

Let me work, damn it.

- You're not leaving.
- Great, yeah.

- Perfect.
- Good.

Get a job as a security guard.

- She said not to touch anything.
- Would you brats let me think?

Can you wait until
Lucía comes back?

Don't fucking touch anything!

- Here it is, here it is.
- What?

What I was looking for.
Keep quiet.

Here we go, damn it.
You wouldn't let me...

Let's clean this up, come on.

You want to help Lucía?
Clean this up, please.

Come on, we're in a hurry.

- Would you guys clean up?
- I'll help you.

Okay, thank you.

Would you guys please help out?

Hey, I'm watching you... Hey!

What's the problem?
Don't touch me!

Don't touch me... I'll kick
your ass, you dumbshit.

Don't touch me.
What's going on here?

- What's going on?
- Can we all just relax?

He stays until you
talk to your dad.

Nobody's going anywhere.
Not you,

not you, nobody, until
I talk to my dad.

Does your dad know you're here?

- Of course he does.
- I'll give him a message.

I'll say you're here with guys
twice your age who brought cocaine

and that one is about
to fuck a minor.

You want me to tell him that?

Or maybe I should tell
my friend Emilio Pino,

the federal police chief.
Abusing a minor.

Calm down, first of all,

- a minor is 15 years old.
- In Andorra too?

You know what? I'm going
to call the police.

I'll say that 3 guys almost my age
have been stealing, molesting...

Those two have been stealing.
Look, that one.

He just took 500-euro
bills from your father.

Abusing minors and stealing.

Should I call the police
or leave with my documents?

Should I call the police?

Thank you. Will
you let me through?

Asshole!

You'll hear it from your father.

Will you let me through?

Let me through?

Let me through.

Would you please
get out of the way?

Help me.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, let's go.

Look. "Asun C."
Ceballos is in here.

Here, JLF. Frías too.

FC, Francisco Castillo.

Look, Persika, the ones in Madrid.
This is too big for Alvarado.

We need to give
this to the media.

His name comes up a lot.

If he's in there, everyone is.

Power companies,

construction,

pharmaceuticals,

media companies,

banks, everything
and from everywhere.

Not only one party.

This will shatter
everything, Fernando.

- We can't do it.
- Why not?

It would destroy a country. This
isn't just a political party anymore.

Let's go to Madrid.
We can't go back home.

They're going to come after us.

No, they won't. We
have the information.

Fernando, we have the information.
When this gets out,

this is our life insurance.
We're untouchable.

Bermejo will know
everything by now.

Fernando. Look at me.

That's enough. Go home. Really.

They've got nothing against you.

I'll say that I tricked you.

Let's go to the station, you
take the first train home

and forget all this, okay?

No, no.

I'd rather go with you.

No shit.

Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure.
Let's go to Madrid.

Whatever you say.

Just... let me call Rosa

so she won't worry.

Can we stop there?

I have to go to the bathroom.

Good evening.

- The bathroom, please?
- In back.

Did an elegant older
gentleman come in here?

No.

Coffee, please.

I'm going to the bathroom.
Charge me.

Come on, Fernando, pick up.

The number you dialed is not
available at this time...

Bullshit!

- Hi.
- Hi. How are you doing?

Fine, here in the workshop.

I see.

Is everything okay?

Are you okay?

You look tired.

- It was rough.
- Rough, he says.

It will go fine, you'll see.
See you in a few.

Good evening. We've announced it
all week and it's finally time.

Today we're here with
Manuel López-Vidal,

a household name over
the last few months,

accused of being
the brains behind

and main beneficiary
of the Amadeus Scheme.

The trial begins in a few
days, but he's here, with us,

with the media for the first time and
he's promised he has plenty to tell.

We will begin in a few moments.

- Good evening, Manuel López-Vidal.
- Good evening, Amaia.

By now the whole country knows
what you say is in those ledgers.

That's right, we can find the names of
high party officials getting paid...

Cash bonuses in exchange for favors,
we've heard on the news, yes.

But what Spanish people
are asking is why here?

Why aren't you in court presenting
those ledgers as evidence

with an open case of your own?

Well, obviously I will present
this information in a court,

there's no way around that,

but first I want to make sure
that citizens and the media

are aware of these facts.

You don't trust
the legal system?

That's a delicate question.

Delicate because
the answer is no?

Let's say that I've lost
trust in many people

and therefore in
some institutions.

Are you aware that some people
think that what you're after

with all this is revenge against

- your fellow party members?
- I'm aware of that,

but I'm not worried
because when these ledgers

see the light, the
chips will fall.

There you heard it, Manuel
López-Vidal is not worried.

The chips will fall after the commercial.
We'll be back in 30 seconds.

- Okay, 30 seconds...
- Okay, we're out.

You started a little
rough, didn't you?

Amaia, please, after she leaves
hold the notebook up to the camera.

Juanlu, give me a close-up.

Okay, let's see it.

Are you listening?

Juanlu, close-up.

Like here?

A little higher.

Okay, but...

Right there, perfect.

You see it here, right?

Okay.

Okay, thank you.

Back in ten...

Ready?

- Five, four...
- Okay, let's do it.

We're back with
Manuel López-Vidal.

You claim that revealing these names
and their activities would cause

a political tsunami of a
magnitude never seen in democracy.

I'm convinced, start
reading any time.

How much have you received
in exchange for favors?

Your name is here as well. In fact,
at a glance I think I saw it twice.

Of course my name is there along
with other high party officials.

Yes, but answer the
question, please.

Many of our viewers might
not be taking you seriously.

What should I answer first,
the question or the insult?

I didn't insult you,
Mr. López-Vidal.

Mrs. Marín, I think you want to
divert attention away from the ledger.

You won't answer the question?

- Okay, my answer is I don't remember.
- You don't remember?

No, but we can open that ledger
and calculate it if you want.

You either don't want to
or they won't let you.

Please, don't insinuate
things you can't prove.

All right, next question.

How long have you known about
your party's activities?

Since almost when I
joined in May of 1993.

Nearly 15 years.

And you claim that party
leaders are in this ledger

and aware of these activities.

Absolutely.

Also the party president and candidate
for president of the government?

He is, and believe me, if we open
that ledger and show it to the camera,

- you'll see that...
- Mr. López-Vidal...

Here's something I noticed, why is it
whenever a citizen goes on television

with clear, convincing information
which attacks those in power,

why all the problems? Maybe someone
was right when they said once

that power protects power.

Ring a bell?

What do you want, an
award for coming here?

Good, good.

Look, I've had private security for 2
weeks because they tried to kill me,

my family had to leave Spain, I'm
living without my wife and daughter.

I risked my life, literally,

to bring those ledgers here
for all of Spain to see

and instead of doing your
job, you're playing at

being a star reporter.
I don't want an award,

you know that, I want to be heard.
Will you handle that?

Yes, I will, Mr. López-Vidal.

- Perfect.
- But what's hard to handle

is a normal citizen, like
you just called yourself,

being invited in
September of 1998

with his wife on a trip to Jordan
by the president of the company

that had just won a contract to
build an airport in your community.

It's also hard to handle
that in May of 2002

you bought a Joaquín
Sorolla valued at...

Are you here to humiliate me or
to say something interesting?

I'm told we have to cut to commercial,
but yes, first I'll try to say

something interesting.
I don't buy the national hero

façade you insist on wearing

when the rest of us have to
accept, understand and forgive

a fellow "normal" citizen
who has been stealing

money that belonged to
all of us for 15 years.

Okay, we have to cut to commercial.
We'll be right back with Manuel...

We're not cutting to commercial.

Excuse me?

I'll walk out of here
with those ledgers.

Maybe in your party you used
to say when things happen,

but not here.

We're not cutting, I'll
leave with the ledgers.

Tell them in the booth,
if they hit that button,

I'll get up, take these
ledgers and go home.

And nobody will see what
everyone wanted to see. Well?

Those are the consequences!

Are we cutting to
commercial or not?

Amaia, it's up to you.
Do what you want.

You're going to think about it.

I bet they're doing
the same in the booth.

That's great, because
meanwhile I would like

to point out something about your
attitude that really stands out to me.

- My attitude?
- I don't know whether to classify it

as ignorance or hypocrisy.

- You're disrespecting me, sir.
- No, no, no.

I'll explain and
everyone will understand.

- Okay, then, show us all.
- You know and won't say

that although this is your
show, you have a boss,

Armando Pla, the
president of this channel,

who has another boss,
José Manuel Zafra,

the delegate adviser of
the communications group

that owns this channel.

And they have other bosses,
the partners and shareholders

who are the real
owners of all this.

I've had lunch and dinner with
some of them on many occasions.

And you know what? All these
gentlemen really care about

is the financial
health of the IBEX 35.

And yes, that this self-denominated
"voice of the people" show

perform its function.

Shall I say what that
function is or do you want to?

Please.

To make people angry, but just enough
for the IBEX gentlemen, all 3 of them,

to keep their jobs
forever and ever, amen.

And yes, it's true,
I'm part of that goal.

I and a lot of people like me
feed that system, it's true.

But you do too, Mrs. Marín.

You're nothing but an instrument

perfectly designed by the same
people I'm trying to unmask

in vain, so if you don't
mind, let's get to the point.

Either we show the ledgers
or cut to commercial

and witness your professional
suicide on live television.

Do you regret it?

What do you mean?

Well, I'm imagining the
last 15 years of your life.

When you'd get home
and see your family.

Did you think...?

Of course I regret it,
otherwise I wouldn't be here.

No, I worded the question badly.

I'm looking for
analysis, not regret.

You just analyzed the situation
for me and I'm grateful.

That's why I don't think it takes
much courage to apologize here

publicly, that's way too easy.

You know what the problem is?
There are a lot of people like you.

A lot. Too many.

And I feel like our only hope
to keep more people like you

from coming back is through analysis
and reflection. So answer me this:

During the last 15
years of your life,

while you were stealing
and living like a king,

did you ever stop to think
about what you were doing?

That your daughter has grown up
thinking what you do was normal?

Or even that it's something
reserved for very few.

Those who are worthy, the smartest.
Answer me, please.

Because I can't imagine
someone as smart as you

not stopping to think
about it, and if you have,

if you have, I can't imagine you

sleeping well every
night with such a life.

So please, answer me this:

Have you ever stopped to think, for
one second in your life, a moment,

in all this time, about
what you were doing?