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We've arrived in Barcelona.

Joaquín, help your brother.

Here.

Pick this up.

Hold that one.

Román, don't let your mother carry anything.

Who's this?

Go away.

The fuck?

Every day, they let worse scum into this bar.

Don't.

You look pretty hungry.

Come on, guys. Let's go. Yeah.

Loser.

Don't pay any attention. They're troublemakers.

What can I get you?

Two instant coffees.

Excuse me. Do you know who assigns the work around here?

That guy. In the corner.

His name is Salazar.

Hello. Good morning, Mr. Salazar.

Morning, guys.

My brother and I are looking for work. Whatever you got.

Sorry.

Listen, we will work around the clock if you need us to.

My brother's strong. He's worth three men.

It's like getting four workers for the price of two.

Well then, he's the only one that I should hire.

Yeah.

But I think as good as three.

Our docks are covered already.

But if anyone ever fails,

I'll think of you two.

What are your names?

Román and Joaquín Manchado.

Sorry to bring you out here like this.

It's just that they found a body floating out by the breakers,

and we need you to give us a hand trying to identify them.

CIVIL GUARD

These fishermen raised the alarm,

and the truth is, it doesn't look too good.

We suspect it may be one of your workers, Lucio Navarro.

He didn't come home after his shift last night.

Wife reported him missing.

Listen, between you and me, Lucio's been going through a rough time.

And lately, he's been hitting the bottle pretty hard.

It's him. Poor Lucio.

IRON REIGN

CHAPTER 2 LONG LIVE THE KING

RECENT CALLS

What do you want?

To see you.

-I can't right now. -I'm downstairs. Just for a second.

-Let me in. -I told you. Not now.

Besides, I'm waiting for someone.

How much does he pay you? I'll pay you double.

Fuck, Román. Don't start.

Didn't we agree to meet tomorrow?

That doesn't mean we can't see each other today.

I'm free tonight.

Let me up, girl.

-See you tonight. -Cris--

Cris.

-Bye. -Bye.

Winner!

Cash prize.

I want my fucking money, Richi!

Ricardo!

Don't run, you bastard!

No! Ricardo!

Holy shit. Fuck.

Ricardo!

You lucky bastard.

We made it.

We're arriving in Barcelona.

Our father will be proud.

What's your problem? You're being fucking weird.

I got a bad feeling, Lu.

What are you talking about?

I went to see Chacte.

Motherfucker.

He told me the future.

And how I die.

He told me I'll die…

on the shore of the Mediterranean.

Oh, I see now.

That's why you told him you didn't want to come here.

Give me a break, dude.

We'll leave the fucking container,

and in less than 24 hours, we'll be headed back to México.

Nothing is going to happen to you.

You know I'll take care of you.

You can't do this to me, Dad. They've been anchored over 24 hours.

If they're told to wait longer, they'll leave.

There are priorities. The Tampico is a priority.

It's my job, and so I am responsible.

Avon to control tower.

We request permission to begin the docking maneuver.

We've submitted the unloading plan.

We are ready and waiting.

You're talking to Joaquín Manchado. Peralta, things are all screwed up.

I have to give priority to another ship.

But I don't want you to take it personal.

In six hours, you'll be able to start unloading.

I'll prepare a few teams of my best dockworkers.

What are you saying, Joaquín? One moment. Rocío, are you there?

I mean, you're the head controller. What do you--

You're really starting to piss me off, Peralta.

No shit, Joaquín. Fuck, man--

If you want to unload in Tarragona, you're free to do so,

But you can just forget about setting foot in Barcelona.

Give it some thought.

Let's find a way, Joaquín. Rocío--

Assign a dock to the Tampico.

Yeah.

I'm not sure this is enough.

I'm gonna have to calculate this again.

Five, ten, 15, 40, 45, 50.

Don't put it down so fast! We're gonna have an accident!

What are you thinkin' about?

That there is where the good dough comes from.

From there.

Not from the land.

Well, the dough that's gonna feed you today is in there.

So get your head out of those clouds and get to work.

We're behind schedule.

Manchado! I'm missing sacks of cement.

I've fucking had it with you guys snatching them as soon as I'm distracted.

-I swear it wasn't me. -No need to swear, all right?

You're all the same.

You're thieves, and you're ungrateful.

I'll take it out of your pay.

Hey.

He didn't do it. He just told you.

Oh, really?

Well then, maybe it was you.

Or your brother.

I have no problem deducting it from your pay as well.

No need, Mr. Matías. Really. It wasn't Joaquín. I'm telling you.

Go on. Finish this up now.

And the next time my cement sacks are short,

you are fucking fired.

And you're gonna take your kids with you.

Joaquín!

You want cement? There you go.

Get out.

Are you deaf?

Get out of here, you little deadbeats!

Your stupid pride is gonna end up starving us.

I'll find us something even better, Dad. I swear.

Go ahead. Yeah.

Go, go, go. Hit it.

Stand clear.

All right. Now third gear. Third gear.

How we doing, Román?

Under that container is the czar's mail.

-Sure? -Sure, I'm sure.

With your fingers, boys!

It's good.

He's coming.

That's good, Ricardo.

-Mora. -What?

Pay attention. This one's ours.

The czar's mail.

Go ahead. We're right here.

Yes?

How is the unloading going? Everything in order?

Yeah. It's all goin' as planned. We're unloading the czar's mail now.

Well then, maybe you can explain

why there are two cockroaches driving straight toward the Tampico.

No, no fucking idea.

What the hell do they want now?

Flaco, handle this right now.

Where the fuck is Miki when we need him?

We can't screw this up.

-What's up? -I talked to the Armless.

He said two Civil Guards are comin' to check on us.

Shit.

Víctor.

Crane two here.

Civil Guards are on the dock. They're not our guys.

If they search the container, we're screwed.

Buy time however you can. I'll try to get rid of 'em.

Motherfucker. I told you. Why is the fucking Civil Guard here?

-Just chill out. -Why's the Civil Guard here, Lucía?

They will handle it, all right?

They better, those fucking Spaniards. 'Cause we're sticking our neck out.

Good evening, sir. Just a routine check.

I want to see the cargo manifest.

But of course.

I have it here.

I can also show you the unloading plan.

Huh? I have both.

-We're going to check some containers. -What in the hell for?

You're gonna slow down all our work, and we're way behind schedule.

We follow orders.

Hey. What's happening there?

Román to crane two.

What the fuck is happening with the crane?

Why don't you go fuck yourself? Yeah?

Miki, where are you? What's goin' on here?

Right. I don't know yet. Almost there now.

How do you not know? What the fuck?

I'm paying you so I can avoid this.

Don't worry. I'll take care of it. It's under control.

You get those motherfuckers off my dock. Now.

This is crane two. The crane has become unstable.

I think it might be the control system. It's jammed.

You heard him, Officer.

All day, that crane has acted up.

Well, we aren't gonna be leaving until you've unloaded that container

and allowed us to search.

Is there a problem, Officer?

Customs has authorized the unloading, and there's no danger here.

We have orders from Alcázar to check whatever's in there.

You're blocking an unloading from Customs, but I'm trying to tell you,

according to Customs, the shipment is already cleared.

So you can stand down.

And you want to block this unloading with all the workload that we have?

With all due respect, that seems like a waste of time.

I've told you that this unloading is authorized.

Carcelén, Antúnez.

-What's happenin' here? -We have to check this cargo.

Very well. And?

I already told them everything's in order.

Well, that's all you need to hear.

There's an incident in sector three.

Silva's been calling for backup on the radio.

-They're orders from Alcázar. -Are you fuckin' deaf, Carcelén?

Customs is telling you that everything's fine, no?

And your superior gave you an order.

What's the problem? Can you explain?

-I said, can you explain the problem? -Understood, Sergeant.

Very good. Come on. Let's go. That's it, then.

I'll take care of this. Don't worry.

Have a good night.

Wonderful.

Reach me when everything's in order.

Got it. How are things up there in the crane?

Just like that.

They got rid of them, all right.

That was close, Lucía.

Víctor.

Do you copy?

It's not like I don't need those hours.

I gotta pay the rent.

I know. Yeah. But I'm supposed to be making overtime.

You know? Tomorrow will be my seventh straight day.

But they put me on a different timesheet.

-No way. That's not true. -That way, they don't pay OT.

Yeah. Yeah, right. Anyway…

-I-- -And the others…

It's gonna be difficult. It's difficult for us.

-That's part of the problem. -We need to do it. It's overdue.

It's much easier said than done.

It's something we've been saying for too long.

I don't suppose you have any idea how to pull it off.

Hey, you!

-Huh? -Who's this?

-You, what? -What do you want?

What's wrong with you? What?

What do you want?

-What? What are you doing? -Exactly what do you…

-Hey! -Damn!

-What? -What the hell?

Bastard!

-What are you doing? -Come here.

Hey!

What the hell? No!

Bastard!

Stop! Stop!

No, no, no, no!

Stop, stop!

Stop, stop!

-Let's go! -You bastard!

Great. That was a really good one.

Didn't you say you were worth four men?

That's right.

I've lost four dockworkers.

Let's find out if what you said is true.

Come with me.

24 HOURS UNTIL THE DELIVERY

Another day like this one, you won't be setting foot in the port.

-Is that clear? -It's under control.

Great work with the unload, huh?

Congratulations.

Thank you.

How's it going?

How are you?

Shall we start?

How's your father doing?

Fine, fine.

Well, as usual, he's very busy.

-I'm going to retire soon. -Hmm.

It's a fact of life.

We always resist letting go of the reins, but in the end, there's no choice.

Mm-hmm.

Let's go.

It's ours, all right.

It's pure.

They're blue-marked too.

There are 49 more pallets there.

Carfora will contact you and make sure you have all of the coordinates.

Until then, take it easy.

I'll make sure this is secure.

And a pleasure doing business with your family.

-Same to you. -Give my regards to your father.

I'll do that.

Tell Molina he'll be getting his piece right away.

-See if that calms him down. -I'll call.

-Do me the favor. -Mm-hmm.

Hey, Dad.

-Do you have a moment, please? -Mm-hmm.

Uh…

Look, you see, I…

It's just that there is a tiny little debt at the company.

It's not really a lot.

But you know what suppliers are like, and they won't give me a margin.

-They basically cut me off. -And I've cut you off as well.

Come on, Dad. Don't joke.

Listen, son. You should've learned by now how to wipe your own little ass.

Go. Move aside.

The solution is on you.

And they all lived… happily ever after.

NÉSTOR: I'LL BE LATE.

JOAQUÍN ASKED ME TO FIX THINGS WITH MOLINA.

Just wait for one minute.

-What? -One minute.

What is this?

I don't know. Open it.

What is it? I can't give you a simple gift now?

No, this isn't a simple gift.

Oh, that's true. It's a diamond.

How many times have we talked about this?

Fuck.

With me, you'd have everything.

You could leave all of this.

We could go far away.

Things are fine just the way they are.

I have this job because I chose to.

I don't need a Prince Charming coming to save me.

Is that clear?

I'll see you next Thursday.

All right.

You lose.

Get him! Get him!

Don't let him go!

Hit him hard!

This is quite a circus you have here.

Thank you for coming.

You know Joaquín.

When an idea gets into his head, he's unstoppable.

I wanted to apologize personally.

I know him very well.

This time, he has gone too far.

I'm very sorry, Molina, but it was important.

And you understand how it works at the port.

There's a lot at stake there.

Use your head. Don't let him throw you to the ground.

Don't let him take you to the ground. This bastard knows a lot.

Attack from a distance. Don't let him catch you. Listen to me.

You're better than him. You're better than him.

Kill him!

Joaquín is starting to annoy a whole lot of people.

Not just me.

-Hit him! -Eventually, someone will clip his wings.

Hit him harder!

Ruso! Ruso! Ruso! Ruso! Ruso! Ruso!

Next fight.

Let's go, Rooster!

The only rule is there are no rules.

Give us a real good show.

Fight.

That's your winner!

Yeah!

Is everything all right, Mr. Manchado?

All good.

CIVIL GUARD

Who's there?

What the fuck is going on?

What the fuck is…

Hey!

Hey!

Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy

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