All language subtitles for Entrevías_S03E07_Un buen muchacho.EN

Jimena…

What are you doing?

I'm leaving.

Where to?

It's none of your business.

Jimena, please let me explain.

I was just trying to do the right thing.
What my conscience was telling me to do.

I don't give a shit about that.

You ruined Amanda's life.
You've ruined mine.

And I will never forgive you for that.

Goodbye, Dad.

May you and your principles be very happy.

Hey, the last guy who sat on my bike
lost his teeth, so you better fuck off.

Relax.

I just want to talk to you.

And believe me,
it's in your best interest to talk to me.

I am commissioner Romero.

And you are?

Dulce.

You're kidding, right?

I know you're the new boss

of those shitty gangsters
who are shooting around the hood.

You're also Ezequiel's little friend.

I know it was him who gave you the guns.

May I ask what you want?

If you had wanted to arrest me,
you would've done it,

so do you want to question me
or do you just want to touch my ovaries?

I want to make a deal with you.

Given what I know about you, I can devote
myself to screwing up your life

or I can devote myself
to making it a bed of roses.

But it's up to you.

The neighborhood has a noise problem.

You and your boys
have a lot to do with it.

You guys want to keep selling your shit

and I don't want to be in the media.

If you guys can keep a low profile,
I'll look the other way.

I will put Entrevías in your hands.

But I want something back.

Bring me Ezequiel's head…

And Entrevías is yours.

Think about it.

THE WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

-Hello?
-Tirso Abantos?

Yes, it's me.

I'm calling from Madrid's Examining
Magistrate's Court No. 3.

Could you come over here?
The judge would like to talk to you.

What for? I've already testified.

I already screwed up.
I've already ruined my life.

All I want now
is to forget about the damn trial.

And I hope Amanda does well.

-Amanda?
-Yes, the defendant.

I think there is a mistake.
You are the defendant here.

I am summoning you in connection with
the death of Natalia Sánchez Hinojosa.

There are news in the investigation
and the judge wants to talk to you.

Yes, of course. I'm on my way.

Stand up.

You can sit down.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

Yes, Your Honor.

Read the verdict.

Given the irregular presentation
of evidence

and the contradictions of the witnesses,

the jury finds that there are no elements

to convict the defendant
beyond a reasonable doubt.

Therefore…

we find her not guilty
of the criminal act of murder.

Yes!

-How wonderful. I knew it, I knew it.
-Mom!

-I can't believe it!
-Silence, please.

-Mom!
-Silence.

The defendant is released from custody.

The hearing is adjourned.

I love you.

What is this all about?

There is a new statement,
a new witness who saw what happened.

A new witness?

Wait here.

What the fuck…?

What the hell are you doing here?

What are you telling them?

I told you to wait in the other office.

This bastard tried to kill me.

Since he didn't succeed,
he's trying to put me in jail,

and I won't let him do it!

Get out of here now.

Please calm down.

Don't believe a word
that gangster tells you.

He just wants to bring me down.

That boy is a relative of the victim,

and he just testified
that you acted in self-defense.

What?

He has come from the probation center

of his own free will
to testify on your behalf.

Thanks to him, I can almost assure you
that you will go free and without charges.

-What are you doing?
-Start the engine! They're coming for me.

Motherfuckers.

-Have a croquette.
-No… I am not sure about that.

-Please try a croquette.
-Hello.

-No, I…
-Look who I've brought.

Bu--

Fuck, Pepe.
My stuttering has rubbed off on you.

-But what a surprise!
-Congratulations!

-Thank you very much.
-I'm so glad.

-I'm so happy to see you.
-Yes, I know.

I'm so happy. Hello, gorgeous.

So good to see you. Congrats.

Congratulations.

Pepito, this deserves
a celebration, doesn't it?

Bring out some food,
an omelet, some ham, some croquettes…

No! Not croquettes, huh? Not croquettes.

Casa Pepe's delicacies are on the way.

Casa Pepe's delicacies, he says.

Oh my God.

Gladys… Can you come here for a second?

I need you.

Are you talking to me?

It's an emergency.

The bar has been empty for a while
and I don't have any food ready.

Give me a hand in the kitchen, I beg you.

Pepe, I'd love to.

But I'm running my own business now.

Didn't you know?

I have lots of orders
waiting for me at home.

Yes, I know that.

If you want me to kneel down, I will.

Come on, kneel down.

It was a figure of speech.

You're asking me
to leave my business to help you.

That's the least you could do.

Come on! Stop it now!

Your knee will lock
and I'll have to lift you up.

Let's see, where's the apron?

Well, where you left it… last time.

-Beer?
-You owe me big time for this one.

What a way to smile, smart ass,

please, stop laughing your ass off.

What's the matter?

Do you remember the weapons you got?

We don't know where they are anymore.

Holy shit.

They are like summer orchestras,

those guns don't stop two days
in the same town.

Tente screwed us.

We gave him the weapons
to keep them for us…

and they've disappeared.

You know what the Bible says,
seek and you will find.

Yeah, well, we have no fucking idea
where to find him.

We almost got him today,
it was a close call.

But he's no longer at the foundation, so…

Come on…

I'll take care of him. I get along
with the lady from the foundation.

I'm sure she'll know something.

-Really?
-Yeah!

Awesome.

So catch the bastard, get the guns back,

bring them back to me,

and I'll owe you one.

You'll owe me one.

-It's cool that you owe me one.
-Yeah, I know.

You tell the kids to clean up dog shit.

Romero.

Trap set.

Sorry, I couldn't get here earlier.

Tente.

What happened?

I could have been shot because of him.

What are you talking about?

They want to kill him.

What?

Do I have to repeat myself?

No, it's very clear.

I'll take care of it.

-Come on.
-Maricarmen…

How many years did she get? Amanda.

She has been found not guilty.

Really?

You see…

In this country, justice sometimes works.

What happened?

Why aren't you in the probation center?

I went to talk to the judge.

Because of my cousin's death.

They were waiting outside to kill me.

Tente, you can trust me.

What's this all about?

When I ran away, when you kicked me out
of the foundation…

I didn't want to leave,
but they came looking for me.

The guys in the gang needed me
to keep some guns for them.

And if I didn't, they would come
after me and you.

That's why you left?

Yes.

I hid the guns in my aunt's hair salon.

But someone stole them,

and now they want to kill me.

I'm calling the probation center.

-So they can come and get you.
-I can't go back.

They knew where I was going to be.
They have people inside.

If I go back there, they'll kill me.

I will speak to the judge,

but we don't have many options left.

-Let's call your father.
-My father is driving the truck.

In Holland, I think.

You can't stay here.

They would come after you.

Until all this is sorted out,
we need to get you somewhere safe.

You're coming with me.

I will protect him.

You?

Do you have a better option?

-Do I have to go with him?
-You have no choice.

Get your ass out of the chair.

Come on, Irene, eat something,
you have to feed the baby.

We're having a party, man.

Tirso.

My love.

Wait for me at the hardware store.

Did you see?

She was released.

Yes, who would have imagined so?

Go in and congratulate her.
I'm sure they'll forget what happened.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Says who?

My daughter.

She's not going to forget it easily.

Tell Amanda that

believe it or not, I'm glad she's out.

Are you okay?

You're acting very strange.
You haven't said a word to me all day.

Maybe you're the one
who has something to tell me, huh?

What's this all about?

You weren't planning to tell me
you were auditioning for a dance company?

Well, it's… It's just an audition,
they won't pick me.

But you want to get picked.

You want to go live in Paris,
you want to travel the world…

If not then, why the fuck
are you going to do it, huh?

I told you, I want to dance again.

Go back to the things
that made me feel good.

But what is going to happen to me
or the baby then?

Things that make you feel good
don't include us or what?

Of course they include you.

And, if I were to be picked,
we could organize ourselves.

I could go there and back,
or we could all move together.

Nelson, look at me.

It's a once in a lifetime opportunity.

I don't want to give up my dream.

Right now.

Your dream.

I thought our dream was to be together.

And it is.

So?

I don't know.

I just…

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I have everything I wanted.

I've got you, I've got Víctor, but…

But you're not happy, right?

I love you.

I love you both.

But I can't help having dreams.

I always end up waking up, though.

I'm going home to feed the baby.

Damn.

Nobody comes in here, not even God.

God is not very fond of this neighborhood.

He must be more of a shopping center guy.

-Maricarmen?
-We were lucky.

Tente's father wasn't in Holland.

I have located him in Madrid.

-He's on his way to the hardware store.
-Finally, some good news.

Thank you.

Your father is coming to get you.

My father?

I know you're going to miss me,
but you'll get over it.

I'll be right up.

Well, here you are.

What the hell have you done now, Vicente?

-Morning.
-Morning.

And you said no one comes in here.

How can I help you?

I'm taking my son with me.

Maica just called me.

You really hurried.

We live nearby.

Sorry for the inconvenience.
She told me what happened.

Thank you for taking care of him.

The boy,

he's a real troublemaker.

Huh, Vicente?

Come on, let's go home.

Come on.

Come on, man, I don't have all day.

Thanks a lot. Goodbye.

Bye.

I spend two months away
and when I get back,

the neighbors say
the police have come looking for you,

that now they want to kill you.

Do you want me to take care of you?
So they can shoot me too?

-Let me go!
-Where do you want to go?

-Let me go!
-You bastard.

Fucking stay still!

Put your hands down!
Put your fucking hands down!

When I tell you to do something,
you do it. Do you understand?

Where the fuck are you going?

Where the fuck do you want to go,
you bastard?

Leave the kid alone
or I'll break your neck.

Tente, get up. Behind me.

Let me fucking go!

And now if you want, you can come
and face someone your own size.

Stay out of it, I'm his father.

Being a father is something else.

You're a son of a bitch.

Listen to me, you bastard.

You're gonna walk out of here
the way you came in.

And if you come
within 100 meters of that kid…

I'll beat the shit out of you.

Is that clear?

He's all yours.

Thanks.

Don't make any noise.

There's a baby in here
and he may be asleep.

It smells old.

Then you won't get attached to the place,
there are enough of us.

Make me a list of who you can stay with

and I'll take you anywhere.

The list will be short.

Very short.

Your mother.

She's dead.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

She died when I was a kid.

And my father was always with the truck.

So I grew up with my grandma.

I know her.

I will take you to her.

My grandma is not okay.

She spent her life
in and out of the mental hospital.

And after Nata's death,
she's worse than ever.

Sit down.

You were raised by a crazy woman?

That explains many things.

When she's okay, she's cool.

She loves me and all.

But when she's not okay…

I was almost grateful
they took her away and left me alone.

They would leave you alone?

Well, not completely alone.

I always had my cousin.

Nata.

She was five years older than me.

She was awesome.

She always knew what to do.

She wouldn't let anybody mess with me.

She would defend you from your father?

From whomever was needed.

What about your aunt, the hairdresser?

My aunt wants nothing to do with me.

she blames me for Nata.

You got lucky, kid.

Come with me.

This room has become vacant.

You can sleep here today.

Here's the toilet. But I'll go in first.

-Watch out.
-Oh.

My sister and Amanda
look very much in love, don't they?

But be careful.
Love is a project based on objectives.

If you don't fulfill your part,
you're out on the street. I'm telling you.

What the fuck…?

What are you doing here?

-Nelson, what's going on?
-Who let you in?

Who let you in, you bastard?

Let him go.

I invited him.

And now, may I take a piss?

My dear Maica…

Ezequiel?

There is no one here,
so you will immediately stop

whatever you are doing.

What are you doing here?

I'm a cop, I can be wherever I want.

And it's a felony
not to celebrate good news.

-You plan to get me drunk.
-Yeah.

And then you're going
to take advantage of me.

I want to take plenty of advantage of you.

-Oh, really?
-Yes.

And afterwards
I'd need a little bit of information.

Cops… Always so disappointing.

So, what information do you need?

About a kid who used to come around here.

Do I need to worry?

That will depend a lot on how you behave.

What if I am naughty?

Will you handcuff me?

Right now.

-Oh, yeah?
-Yeah…

Then I will have to call my lawyer.

A threesome, I like that.

But how about you and I start alone?

Dad,

you shouldn't have brought him home.

He's evil.

I told you they were going to kill him.

Well, that wasn't a problem
for you before.

They tried to kill him because you and I
took the guns he was forced to hide.

Really?

I told you it wasn't a good idea.

It will only be for a night.

We owe it to him.

You don't like omelets?

Do you know how hard it is
for a hen to lay an egg?

It's as if you had to pull
this glass out of your ass.

So respect their sacrifice
and eat your omelet.

-Now I've really lost my appetite.
-I'm not hungry either.

Nor am I.

What the hell is wrong with you all?

Don't look at me, huh?

I feel like I could eat a horse.
It must be because of the beers I had.

Doesn't he know?

I don't know what?

Nothing.

You've argued about the wedding,
haven't you?

When I was planning my wedding with Fanny,
I had at least four big fights a day.

It's not like you had
a lot less after that.

You have a point there.

No, it has nothing to do with the wedding.

Irene wants to move to Paris.

To dance and live there.

Irene, listen,

maybe you don't remember
because he hasn't cried for five minutes,

but you have a suckling baby.

What are you talking about?

Well, Grandma got me a contact

to do an audition
at a French company and--

Grandma? It had to be Grandma, of course.

She just wants to help me.

She just wants to clear her conscience.
By making you abandon your family too.

I am not abandoning anyone.

Besides, it would
only be a few months away.

At the beginning.

Then we could organize ourselves,
it's no big deal.

It was you who insisted
on having that baby.

We all changed our lives
so that you could fulfill your wishes,

and now it turns out

the baby was just a whim.

My son is no whim.

Well, it looks like he is.

Look, I just want to do that audition.

I don't even think I'll get picked.

But I don't want to feel guilty
for letting that opportunity go by.

You had the opportunity
to choose the life you wanted to have.

And you decided to have this one.

Now, deal with it.

Irene, we can be happy here as a family.

I will do anything, I promise you.

Okay.

It's settled.

I will not audition.

Irene…

Irene!

Even I'm not hungry anymore.

May the hens forgive me.

Look at this, they ate everything.
Unbelievable, isn't it?

We are the dream team of catering.
I don't know why you can't accept it.

Cooking here has nothing to do
with cooking at Alicia's house.

Of course,
this is a top category industrial kitchen.

Top? Well. More like low category.

But it is industrial.

See, why you should get back to the bar?

You could do the catering from here.

And you get out of trouble.

Life as a businessman
is very hard, I tell you.

Oh, yes,
especially if you're an immigrant.

Can you believe that bastard Aníbal

couldn't rent me the place
because I'm a foreigner?

-He told you that?
-He said to me,

"No, I can't trust an immigrant

who squatted in a house
and has a son who is a gang member."

Where did he find out about that?

Oh, I don't know, Pepe.

People are very bad.
And they talk badly about me.

People…

But can you imagine?

It would have been perfect.

After everything I've been through here,
to end up having my own restaurant.

A tiny place,

but one where people would come in
to eat and leave a little happier.

Because in the end,
that's why we do it. Right?

You don't cook to feed people, you cook
to give a bit of yourself to others.

That's why you cook so well.

Because you have a very good heart.
If they don't see that, they're assholes.

Life is like that, Pepe.

And you know…

good things always happen to others.

You're going to laugh about this…

But maybe I…

One day I was talking to Aníbal
and he misunderstood me.

Pepe, wait a minute…

What the hell
did you tell Aníbal about me?

Gladys… put yourself into my shoes.

This business is everything to me.

Having you as competition would ruin me.

I can't believe it.

Was it you who told Aníbal all that shit?

You, Pepe?

Now, take it easy. Let's put this aside…

Shut up.

Don't look at me.

Don't talk to me.

You're a piece of shit, Pepe!

Oh, my God!

Are all your interrogations like this?

Who would have seen me?

You moaned and moaned…

but you didn't tell me anything.

But you didn't ask me anything!

You were just saying, "God, God, God!"

I didn't know you were such a believer.

Let's cut to the chase.

Do you know where I can find Tente?

Yes…

He's at Tirso's place.

Holy shit.

Holy shit, reality beats fiction.

The gang members tried to kill him…

and Tirso decided to protect him.

Sweet Baby Jesus.

I'm leaving,
I have to talk to Tente right now.

Is it about the guns?

Hey, you handle a lot of information,

I should have questioned
you more thoroughly.

Tente is a good boy.

The problem is that the gang members
forced him to hide the guns

in his aunt's hair salon…

and now someone has stolen them.

Fucking great,
Tente no longer has the guns.

That's why they want to kill him.

Help him, Ezequiel, please.

Find out who stole them.

Consider it done.

I've been thinking,

maybe after the wedding
we'll have some money…

and we can hire someone
to take care of Víctor.

And then you can dance
and do whatever you want.

What do you think?

Nelson…

I don't want to get married.

But it's not
because I don't love you, but…

because I was doing
all this wedding stuff for you.

I've never needed a piece of paper
to know that I loved you.

But right now…

Right now I don't want to go
through all this.

I can't.

You understand that, right?

Where are you going?

I knew you'd try to fool me.

What did you steal?

I didn't steal anything.

If you're not a thief,
then you're a moron.

Where were you planning to go
without money?

-I don't know, far away.
-Far away from what?

From you.

-Have we treated you so badly?
-On the contrary.

You're good people, a normal family.

I don't want to fuck up your lives.

If I stay and they come after me…

I'll screw you.

Well, if you don't want me to screw you…

go to bed.

Go to bed.

Good night.

What are you doing here so early?

I couldn't sleep.

The baby.

What's wrong, Nelson?

Everything has gone to hell.

Irene doesn't want to marry me.

What do you mean she…?

But… Let's see… Sit down.

Sit down. Tell me, what's happened?

I told her I didn't want her
to move to Paris.

Why did you tell her that?

Because I don't want her
to leave us, Maica.

Then you move to Paris with her!

What am I going to do there?

You take care of the baby,

that's what she's been doing so far.

No, Maica.

Finally, I have a job that satisfies me,

that makes me happy.

My life and my purpose is here.

And hers is in Paris.

Besides, they want to kill you here.

And don't tell me you don't care.

I see you looking around
every time you go out on the street.

You have the chance to get out of here.

To get those people out of your sight,
to make your girl happy.

And you refuse?

Why don't you want Irene to go to Paris?

Because I'm going to lose her.

What do you mean?

Maica, she's a princess.

She was born to live another kind of life.

She should never have ended up here,
much less with me.

If she's going to Paris to that… company,

how long will it take her
to find someone better than me?

So, are you going to risk your life?

Are you going to prevent Irene
from fulfilling her dreams

because of your macho insecurities?

She loves you.

Although right now I'm not quite sure why.

Afraid to lose her, huh?

Well, be careful what you wish for.

With that attitude,
you're asking for it, my dear.

Ezequiel.

Holy shit! Fuck you.

No… I don't mean fuck you,
fuck the architect

who designed this shitty police station.

The traffic camera footage
you asked me for.

Hey, thank you very much, Irene.

I can't believe it, the Telerín family.

Unbelievable.

Fucking hell.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-Hello, sweetheart. Morning.
-"Sweetheart"?

How are you doing?

How about you, my love?

Good…

Tell me about the wedding planning.

Sadly, the wedding's been canceled.

-How so?
-Irene doesn't want to marry.

-Why?
-Well… I don't know.

-She got angry. It's complicated.
-She'll get over it, right?

No way, she's stubborn
like her grandfather.

Well, what a bummer, huh?

What will you do with all the planning?

We'll lose the invested money.

Unless we take my daughter's advice.

-Do you know what she proposed?
-What?

That you and I get married instead.

Really? She's crazy!

Crazy, isn't it?

Or maybe not.

Are you proposing to me?

No. No way, no…

I was saying it to take advantage
of what's been planned.

Oh, right.

You want to get married to…
take advantage of what's been planned.

It's the least romantic thing ever, right?

It didn't sound that bad to me.

Really?

What time is the ceremony?

At 1:30 p.m.

Oh, I can't make it at 1:30 p.m.,
I'll be at work.

I have been asked to rejoin
this afternoon.

Well, then nothing.

What if we marry at night?

The courthouse isn't open at night.

Oh, of course, that's true,
how silly of me.

What about the foundation?

I can ask my mother.

The councilor is a friend of hers.
I'm sure she'll do us a favor.

Well, then… that would be great, right?

-Right.
-What about the food?

Lunch was set at 2:30 p.m.

-That wouldn't work for us now.
-That wouldn't work.

Right.

Hey, wait a minute.

If we don't have a ceremony,
we don't have a wedding reception,

and we don't have flowers…

Why are we getting married?

Because we love each other.

Well, you have a point there.

We are getting married.

This is crazy, we're getting married.

Amanda!

Eze.

I have a pretty accurate idea

where those little dolls
that you unfortunately lost may be.

Very good,
and you think you can get hold of them?

I can get hold of anything you think of.

-Then let me know when you have them.
-Okay.

One, two, three…

OPEN

CLOSED

Help! What are you doing?

Help!

Well, well… you tell me.

The kid who tried to kill me,
the one who set fire to my hardware store.

He needs protection.

Who is he to be protected from?

You?

From some gang members who accuse him
of stealing some guns from them.

What did you say his name was?

Vicente Ruiz Hinojosa.

But everyone calls him Tente.

CRIMINAL HISTORY

This kid should be in a probation center.

If he steps in that center
they're going to slit his throat.

He's in my house. For the time being.

What do you mean?

The kid is alone, his mother is dead,

his father is a son of a bitch

and his grandmother
is in a mental institution.

You think that's funny?

No, not at all, no.

It's a touching story.

But it seems to me
your little orphan has set you up.

His mother isn't dead.

She lives here in the hood.

She recently applied for minimum income.

What do you mean, his mother isn't dead?

Here. The address that appears
on the documents.

You're not going to hurt me, are you?

No.

You're not.

I know who you are.

It's… it's you, Ezequiel.

Are you… looking for the guns?

What for? To give them to those punks?

To those gangsters,
to the girl on the bike?

Well, just know
you're not gonna get away with it.

No, because we all know who you are.

And so does the commissioner.

We all know… that you're in business
with those gangsters.

You know?

My father and I have taken pictures
of you, and the commissioner has them.

So the best thing you can do
is cut me loose, huh?

And get the hell out of here.

Because you're in big trouble,
Ezequiel, huh?

In big trouble.

If you take those guns, it'll be worse.

Hello?

OPEN

Have you got them?

-Where do we meet?
-In an hour.

In the square
with the electric transformer.

We'd better meet now.
In an hour we might have lost them again.

What's the matter, are you in a hurry?
In one hour, in the small square.

Fuck. Motherfucker.

Hello?

Ezequiel has the guns.

The delivery will be in one hour.

Where?

When I hand his head to you,
how do I know you'll keep your promise?

Entrevías will be yours, you have my word.

Actions speak louder than words,
so I'm going to need you to prove it.

All right,

I'll give you an advance.

That guy who screwed you with the guns.

I know where you can find him.

He's with an old man, the hardware man.

Your little friends
know perfectly well who he is.

In the square
where the electricity transformer is.

Fuck me!

Attention everybody!

Grab your bulletproof vests,
we're on a mission.

Come on, move your asses!
The bad guys never sleep.

Hi, my flower.

How are you?

Well…

Nelson told me about the wedding.

Honestly, getting married,

is one of the most old-fashioned
and stupidest things

you can do in life.

My princess.

Look who's coming over there!

-Girls' meeting.
-Mom…

Let's see,

I have something to tell you.

Okay…

Amanda and I…

we're getting married.

-Congratulations!
-Thank you.

But… I mean, well, just out of the blue?

It was Irene's idea.

To take advantage of everything
that was already planned.

Well, then… Congratulations!

Thanks!

How wonderful!

Of course, there isn't…

There is nothing more beautiful
than a wedding.

-Well, let's celebrate, right?
-Let's celebrate!

I'm so happy!

What are we doing here?

Does this doorway look familiar to you?

No.

Bullshit.

You lied to me.

I put myself on the line for you
and do this to me.

Your mother is not dead.

My mother is dead.

Very good.

Let's check it out.

I'm not going anywhere.

As you wish.

But if you run away,
don't ask me for help again.

Excuse me…

I'm looking for a woman who lives here.

What?

I am looking for Mercedes Hinojosa Pérez.

I'm Mercedes, what the hell do you want?

Are you Mercedes Hinojosa?

Vicente's mother?

Yes, it's me.

What's he done this time?

Where is he?

Who the fuck are you?

Someone who is taking care of your son.

Yes. Right…

What is it, you're turned on
by the boy, huh?

What?

He's handsome.

But he's mine.

If you wanna do something
with him, pay me.

What the hell are you talking about?

A hundred bucks and I keep my mouth shut.

Come on, 50 bucks.

You'll have to pay me
or I'll report you to the police.

Pervert! Hey, Tente!

Tente!

Vicente, I love you so much!

Police!

I'll report you!

For being a pervert. Bastard!

Open the door!

Pay me something, motherfucker!

Son of a bitch!

Tente!

Tente!

I love you so much!

Son of a bitch!

We need 20 more chairs, garlands, lights.

Cutlery.

We don't drink alcohol here,
but careful with the tea.

It's matcha tea, it's really strong.

Well, tell me, what did your father say
when you told him?

Ah, I didn't tell him.

Besides, he's not invited.

What do you mean?

Why?

Because it's a happy occasion
and I don't plan to share it with him.

He made it clear
how much he cares about my happiness.

Jimena…

I'm… I'm very sorry,

but I can't allow you
to talk about your father like that.

I don't believe it.

Are you going to defend him?

Yes.

You are being very unfair to him.

Mom, he almost got the love of my life
to spend 20 years in jail.

Your father did
what his conscience told him to.

No more, no less.
That's what he has always done.

Your father has his values,
his principles…

Thanks to them,

he was by your side when I left.

He was there when…

When Irene had

problems.

Or when you split up
and came out of the closet, honey.

You can't take advantage of his good side

and reject him when he does
or says something you don't like.

Tirso deserves to be at that wedding.

Much more than me, if I dare say so.

He's here.
He's arrived, everyone stay alert.

I'm going to have a good laugh

watching how you handle all this
on your little motorbike.

Those are the weapons.

On my signal, we go.

I'm not taking them with me.

Really?

Are you afraid of losing them again?

I swear I'm going to get you
out of this. I swear to you.

I'm sorry. Fuck.

Go, go!

Don't move, hands where I can see them!

Put your hands up.

I got you, you son of a bitch.

So you were the one handing out
the guns to those gang members, huh?

Commissioner, I humbly think
you are making a mistake.

Bullshit.

Let's see how the fuck you explain this.

How do you explain to a judge
that I was bringing some tools

to a colleague to help her
with a fucking renovation

and the whole fucking
National Police Force show up!

Because the police, commissioner Romero,
are always where no one needs them!

How did you know?

How the fuck did you know
we were waiting for you?

Huh, motherfucker? How did you know?

Fuck!

How did you know?

Hi, Gladys.

I have nothing to say to scum like you.

Hold on, woman, it'll only take a second.

I found a place for you.

A place?

I know I treated you badly.

And I owe you one.

Put your shoes on, come down
and I'll show you around.

If it's a shithole,

I'll give you such a slap
that your face will be turned backwards.

Is that clear?

-Crystal clear.
-Good.

What the fuck did you not understand

about the fucking phrase
"don't let anyone bother me"?

Sorry, it's not…
It's not been one of my best days.

Yes, I know what happened.

A big fuck-up.

I warned you to leave Fandiño in peace.

-This is chief inspector Martos.
-We know each other.

I have asked her to rejoin us urgently.

She has a table out there,
but it's… temporary.

-Hey, Saavedra, don't fuck with me.
-It's over, Romero.

You have one week
to hand over important documents

and say goodbye to the office.

From then on, the police station is hers.

Saavedra, you can't do this to me.

The situation is under control, I promise.

No, you don't.

We will talk further.

No!

Fuck!

I called Maricarmen.

Maica.

Tonight you are leaving for Zaragoza.

What the fuck will I do in Zaragoza?

First, watch your mouth, kiddo.

And second, you can't stay here,
you're in danger.

Maica knows people in Zaragoza
from an association.

They will help you.

But… where will I go?

I don't have money for the ticket.

You have 3,000 euros.

Where did you get this from?

From my pocket.

If it occurs to you
to buy a single joint with this money,

I'll go to Zaragoza
and I'll throw you off the El Pilar Tower.

Is that clear?

I don't want to leave.

It is not always possible to choose.

Just because I agreed to do this
doesn't mean I've forgiven you, okay?

I already told you
I'm a queen and I need a palace.

-I'm not getting into any pigsty.
-Of course.

Well, let's go.

We're not going anywhere.

Pepe, Pepe…

I've had to restrain myself
from slapping you

four or five times today, huh?

We're not going anywhere.
The place is right in front of you.

You have a smoke outlet,
customers who miss you

and an owner, who is about to retire.

-What do you say?
-Are you serious about this?

Are you giving me the bar?

Oh, my God!

Oh, I can't believe it!

Well, what can I tell you? I, I…

I'm going to be able
to change the dishware.

No way, you can't touch
the dishware, dear!

Well, at least until I leave.

Now the bar is really going to work.

Fucking bitch!

You fucked me up good, huh?

You'll pay for it.
Nobody touches Romero's balls.

Oh, my God, so much romanticism.

Can you explain to me
what the hell is going on?

There were no fucking guns.
There were no guns!

What do you mean there were no guns?

-Are you playing dumb?
-No.

You warned Ezequiel.

Look, excuse me,
but I'm not that stupid. Okay?

It must've been one of your guys.
I don't know.

-Yeah… Is that what you think?
-Yeah.

Well, you prove to me that it wasn't you.

I want Ezequiel dead.

Tonight.

And if you fail me, I'm coming for you.

Tonight.

Come on, kiddo!

Jimena…

Dad, can we have a word?

I know I've told you this before, but

I'm really sorry
about what happened at the trial.

I didn't come here
to talk about the trial, Dad.

Oh, really?

I came to tell you
that Amanda and I are getting married.

I am very happy for you.

For both of you.

You're more confident now than you were
in your first wedding, aren't you?

Yes, Dad.

Much more.

Thank you for coming to tell me about it.

I found it hard to come, believe me.

I was so pissed off
that I had taken you off the guest list.

And now I'm back on that list?

No, Dad, you are not among the guests.

Right…

I want you to be the best man.

Will you walk me down the aisle?

Again?

You don't know…

how happy you make me, daughter.

My girl.

What are you doing here?

I'm sorry, Irene.

You were right.

Do the audition.

If you are chosen…

Víctor and I will follow you to Paris.

Or to the end of the world if necessary.

I love you!

Hey, if it isn't Amandita Houdini,

the one who gets out
of all the fucking chains.

I'm just calling
to give you some bad news.

I am your boss again.

Holy shit!

Romero leaves and you come in.

My God, in this neighborhood
we are going from bad to worse.

Hey, I'm glad, congratulations…

See you soon.

Bye, lovebirds.

Ezequiel?

What are you doing here?

Today is a day of celebration for me,
I've thought of you…

Of those little stairs
that go down to hell…

I don't have much time.

Because I'm meeting
some French friends for dinner.

You're calling me an appetizer.

What a delicious appetizer…

That's Ezequiel's car.
Dulce was right, he must be around.

We got you, buddy.

Good night.

Who the fuck are you?

Relax, okay?

I just want to talk.

The bus bound for Zaragoza,

located at bay four,
will be leaving in five minutes.

Here's the ticket.

I hope you have better luck
in your new life.

You deserve it.

Hide.

Fuck.

Run, come on, run!

Hands on the car, Ezequiel.

On the car.

Shit, this looks like
it's not a joke, right?

Okay.

What the fuck did Romero tell you?

It wasn't Romero.

It was a little friend of yours
named Dulce.

You'll need to explain
a lot of things to me, Ezequiel.

I'm sorry.

Open the fucking door!

Open it, dammit!

No…

-They killed Tente.
-Shit…

Because of us?

He was a good boy. I don't feel okay.

Honey, you don't have to save everyone.

And then we'll get married.

There's a wedding to plan.
We haven't chosen a restaurant.

I'll call you back, all right? I'm busy.

-You're quite a bitch, huh?
-No, Ezequiel. I'm a policewoman.

I don't need to be in jail

because you're afraid of Romero, damn it.

If I hadn't started this place,
Tente would be alive.

Are you closing down?

This hood can't be fixed.

The boys are looking for you
to check on the decorations.

Where is Nelson?

On my way, I saw him leaving
in a car with some guys.

Irene!

-But he is a good man now.
-That boy is a murderer.

He needs to pay for it.

Santi, where is everybody?

-See you.
-See you.

He was the one who took Nelson
when they beat him up.

I can't walk my daughter down the aisle,
but you're going to be my daughter too.

Get me out of here!

-Hey you, over there.
-Okay…

It's over. We are not a real family.

You're right. I'm a bitch.

Don't touch me!

Cheers.

Nelson!

I told you I would destroy you.