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TEPIC, NAYARIT, MEXICO

How are you feeling, Ariel?

Well, his reaction to light is normal.

But the problem with his knee makes no sense.

-When did he stop walking? -Four months ago.

The day the earthquake hit.

He hasn't spoken since either.

Not a word.

Physically speaking, he's healthy.

I'm afraid there's no medical explanation for his condition.

Why don't you take him to see a psychiatrist?

Chema, go wait in the car.

Sure, boss.

Do you know who I am, Doctor?

Yes. Yes, I do, sir.

This is my only son.

For now.

So don't ever mention the fucking shrink again.

Especially in front of my men.

Ariel is a Ramírez-Pereira.

He doesn't need any of that shit.

I swear on my life, my son will walk again. I promise you.

Then we'll be back,

and you'll have to admit that you were wrong.

No more doctors. We're done with that.

Smart choice.

Let's try something more spiritual.

What do you mean, honey?

There are forces in the universe we don't understand.

The same way we don't understand what's going on with Ari.

What's wrong?

Do you see?

The evil eye.

Chacte was right.

This city will be my grave.

There's no such thing as destiny, Ari.

The only way to avoid death

is to give it what it wants.

Your life,

Ariel.

IRON REIGN

CHAPTER 6 A BAD OMEN

Fucking bitch.

She sure can hold out.

Lahoz must have had fun with her.

Keep an eye on the gorilla, okay? He might kill her before she talks.

Understood.

See you later.

I had to reschedule all the shifts. She hasn't shown up to work in two days.

Dick or no dick, stevedores are all the same. Unreliable.

Anyway, why do you care about Núria?

She stood me up.

You're not the only one.

Okay. Back to the grind. See you.

Have a good one.

When you see her, send her my regards.

See who?

That Núria girl.

She was here a few nights ago, and the bitch left without paying.

She left without paying?

You heard me.

I saw her go into the restroom, and she vanished without a trace.

LADIES

Don't rearrange those.

It's like you live in a museum.

-Maybe it's because I'm a relic myself. -Don't say that.

You should move out of Barceloneta. Out of this dump.

Hey, don't be so rude.

You were born and raised here, and look at you now.

Know what you should do?

Choose somewhere you want to live, and I'll set you up like a queen.

I'm a port rat.

I like the smell of salt on my skin.

Look at me here, surrounded by sharks.

-I'm sure you knew how to handle them. -Sure did.

When you serve people behind a bar, you see them for who they really are.

Not the way they'd like to be.

I've got some leftover rice. You want some?

Sure. Thank you.

-Should I reheat it in the microwave? -Yes, please.

Never mind, Mom.

Something's come up. I've got to go. I'm sorry.

I love you.

-Thanks. -Bye.

I'm sorry, Javier.

We got confirmation earlier today. Your assets are frozen.

And the Mexico transfer?

Not happening.

Calm down, Javier.

Do you know who these people are?

Do you know what I'm risking?

-Have some water. -No!

What are you doing?

Sorry. Forgive me.

Now, listen here.

I'm on good terms with the tax authorities.

They've agreed to an informal meeting.

Are you able to answer some questions?

Víctor, did you find anything with Miki and the dogs?

-Nothing. -Have you seen Román and Ricardo?

-We can't find them. -They're not picking up.

I haven't seen them in days.

I'll ask the guys. If I hear anything, I'll let you know.

-Okay. -Thanks.

First, the cargo disappears. Now them too.

The Italians are getting nervous.

That's the last thing we need.

I have a bad feeling about this.

-Let's find Ricardo and Román. -How? Driving around Barcelona?

No. Let's go.

Román's an old-fashioned guy.

He's the type to keep his secrets locked up.

Rocío, let's go.

Look for Román's locker.

That's the one.

-We shouldn't do this. -Wait.

Here.

What a mess.

Help me look, Rocío.

There's nothing here.

What's this?

Huh?

Barcelona to Cancún.

Cristina Rangel, Román Manchado.

Who the hell is Cristina?

A whore he's been crazy about for years.

When's the flight?

Tomorrow afternoon.

They're running away.

Son of a bitch.

You think my uncle stole the drugs?

To go start a new life, you need money.

He's blaming Ricardo to throw us off.

No. He wouldn't do that.

We should ask him.

It's Miki.

What's up?

This isn't a good time.

I don't know.

Mr. Borrás, please explain again, step by step,

the origin and history of those 40 million euros.

Really?

Again?

Yes, again.

I can't believe this.

This is unbelievable.

Listen, it's all perfectly legal. What is it these people don't understand?

Sir, let me remind you this is a courtesy meeting.

A courtesy.

I could also show you some courtesy.

Don't even think about it.

Is your client suggesting bribing us?

He didn't mean to say that.

We're willing to cooperate with whatever you need.

Mr. Borrás, given the circumstances, you'll need to surrender your passport.

You can't travel until the investigation is over.

Downstairs.

No.

Your brother must go on this journey alone.

Don't worry, Lu.

I'll be fine.

The Lord is my shield.

The Lord is my strength.

The Lord takes care of us all!

Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

Hear my voice as I cry out to you!

Forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Honey, I hear he's a saint and a miracle worker.

I'm sure he can help us.

For the individual is not worthy of the kingdom of heaven!

I can see your love, brothers and sisters.

And if you look at one another…

I'm sure you'll see it too.

But we have with us today a brother who cannot see all that love.

I'm talking about our brother Eleazar,

who one day woke up shrouded in darkness.

Because that's how the Evil One works.

But today we will triumph over Satan.

We will heal Eleazar!

With the help of the Almighty Jesus Christ!

Hallelujah!

Heal him!

Come on, let it out!

Let it out!

-I can see. -It's a miracle!

It's a miracle.

This cyst you see here was in his head.

It kept him from seeing.

But now Eleazar has been cured.

Thank you. I can see.

I can see.

Reverend, your service was moving.

You have a gift.

My son has this problem, and I have no faith in doctors.

They have failed us many times.

It's due to their pride and skepticism.

I have to ask you, can you get Ari to walk again?

The answer to that question is known only to God,

our Lord.

I took the liberty of making a donation to your church.

I hope you don't mind.

You are very generous, Mrs.…

Ramírez-Pereira?

I'm afraid helping you won't be easy.

I can't do it right now.

My congregation needs me.

But I'll pray for you every day. I promise you.

Reverend, we don't need you to pray.

We need something more.

We need you to work one of your miracles.

We've tried everything.

Sorry for the scare.

Don't be afraid, Borrás.

It's nothing personal.

This is just a formality.

Massimo wants to talk to you.

Leave him to me.

Careful. Let's go downstairs.

-Come on. -Where?

Here.

Sit down.

Mr. Carfora.

We finally meet.

My money.

I gave you 40 million euros to pay for something.

If I don't get that something, the money should be back in my pocket.

It's basic economics, Borrás.

I understand your viewpoint.

It's totally valid.

But what you're proposing is inadvisable.

Inadvisable?

You see, when that something appears,

we would have to start the process all over again,

and it would pose significant technical challenges.

The best option would be to leave the transfer on standby.

On standby.

-Are you all right, Borrás? -Yes.

-You're sweating like a pig. -I'm fine.

There's something you're not telling me.

No, I assure you.

-Why? -Borrás.

The truth, Borrás. That's always the way forward.

I'd never lie to you, Mr. Carfora.

Never.

Then why haven't you told me that your account is frozen?

Did you think I wouldn't find out?

Or maybe you think I'm an idiot?

No.

It didn't even occur to me to tell you.

It's just a small setback.

I didn't want to trouble you with it.

My lawyers are working with the authorities.

We'll have this sorted out very soon.

I promise.

Bene.

Where is my 40 million?

We'll have it sorted out soon.

I swear on my son's life.

That's more like it.

We're going to use mules to send the money to Mexico.

Each one will carry 300,000.

Three hundred. That's a lot of money.

-It's insane. -Three hundred per mule.

One wad up the pussy, another up the ass.

Would you like a demonstration?

I'll do what I can.

I'll try.

You'll do it. Period.

And to keep you motivated, I'm keeping something of yours.

As collateral.

When it's done, you'll get it back.

No!

Please, no!

Capisci?

Don't!

No!

Come on!

Nice.

That's it.

Good one. All right.

Come on, Álex.

Okay. Good one.

Nice. Good kick.

Come on. That's it.

Knees up. Yes. There you go.

Come on, wrap it up.

Come on. Jump, Superman.

Put him on the mat.

Now elbows.

Punches. Finish up.

That's it.

What's up, Álex? You did great the other day.

It was one hell of a fight.

Don't get too cocky, okay?

Here's your money.

This is it?

If it's not enough, you know where the door is.

You think we're in the UFC?

Can you imagine? Fighting those motherfuckers?

In Las Vegas.

Keep dreaming.

It doesn't have to be just a dream. I've got a business proposal.

For me?

What is it?

Help me move some product.

Cut the crap. I left that life behind a long time ago.

Quit the small-time dealing.

It's not small-time.

This is big.

How big?

Look.

Are you sure it's her?

-It's been a few months. -Fucking bitch.

My contact says there's some judge from the High Court sniffing around.

And you just caught wind of this now?

I'm not God. I don't have eyes and ears everywhere.

You have to get all the information she has on us.

-Every last bit. -Yeah.

This could blow up in our faces, Miki.

We've worked so hard to get here.

I know.

Calm down. I have an idea.

I found out where she lives.

Or used to.

THE MANCHADOS

POLICE RECORD (VÍCTOR)

Fucking bitch.

You fucking stupid bitch.

PORT OF BARCELONA

CIVIL GUARD MIGUEL (AKA MIKI)

POLICE RECORD (MIGUEL)

There's no one here. I found some documents.

I'll take anything incriminating.

Okay.

Yeah.

Hi, Silva.

Has Núria talked yet?

Keep at it. I think she's about ready.

Okay, see you tonight.

Ari?

Ari, are you okay?

Are you all right?

What's wrong?

Sit over there.

Sit down.

Why is he so tired?

Weren't you supposed to do all the work?

Your brother has freed himself of a very heavy burden.

One he didn't know he was carrying.

No.

We haven't finished yet.

DO NOT CROSS POLICE LINE

Hey, what are you doing?

There's nobody in there.

I'm looking for Cristina Rangel.

She's not in.

The girl got beaten up yesterday.

I'm taking care of her cat.

I feel bad for the poor thing, all alone in there.

Who knows how long they'll keep her in the hospital.

Do you know which hospital?

Hi, Cristina.

I'm Rocío Manchado. I don't know if you know who I am.

I do.

How are you?

Are you feeling better?

I'm sorry about what happened to you.

I'm looking for Román.

It's important I talk to him, and I heard you two are

friends.

He hasn't picked up the phone all day. Do you know anything?

No.

But you two had a trip planned for tomorrow, right?

What trip? What are you saying?

I had no idea about this.

I need to rest, please.

I don't want to insist, but--

I'm here because of your brother.

Ricardo did this to me.

You didn't know?

So I don't really want to talk to you.

Leave, or I'll call the police.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing, you nutjob?

Proving I drove death away from your brother.

No fucking way.

No.

Let him do it, Lucía.

Stay out of this.

Fine. Get yourself killed.

If you have faith,

you'll be safe.

Do it.

Yes!

Yes!

They'll bring you luck.

Take them with you.

Lucía.

Cheer up, sis.

I'm protected now. Everything's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

You could have died.

You're not a kid anymore. Come on, man.

Then why do I feel like one?

Buzzing with strength and energy.

I feel like partying.

What are you talking about?

Are you serious?

Come on, Lucía.

Think about it. It'll be like old times.

Let's go to a club and pick up some hookers.

We can deal with the czar's mail tomorrow.

We're going straight to the hotel to talk to Dad and fix this mess together.

What the hell, Lucía?

You know what? You've turned into Mom.

And you never even met her.

You're a fucking buzzkill.

And you'll always be a sick little boy, Ariel.

Screw you, Lucía!

Okay. Good night.

-What the hell? -What's going on?

-What's the matter? -The hell?

-What's wrong? -No idea.

Shit.

Maintenance. Is there a problem?

We're stuck on the tenth floor.

-Can you help us? -Don't worry, sir.

-We're sending a technician. -Hurry. We're trapped!

Are you okay?

-Are you okay? -I'm fucking fine!

My necklace.

-Did you steal my necklace? -No.

I beg you, don't let the earth swallow me.

I beg you, don't let fire consume me.

Help us, Lord.

Try to stand up, honey.

Ariel.

Can you do that for Mommy?

Come on, son. Stand up.

Please. I'm begging you.

That's enough, Lucía. This man's a swindler.

Your lack of faith is irritating.

To work miracles, God needs faith.

Faith is like the fertilizer that makes plants grow.

Like the water we give them.

Like the light that gives them life.

What the hell are you saying?

That we're to blame for what's happening to our son?

Enough. Let's get out of here.

No.

This asshole is blaming me for whatever's wrong with Ariel.

Enough.

Let it go.

Wait, Lucía.

I dare you to say it again.

-Leave him alone. -Come on, say it again.

-Say it again. -Stop.

Wait, Lucía.

Honey?

Honey. Honey, are you okay?

Honey, are you all right?

The baby, Rafael.

It's turned.

Get the car. We're going to the hospital.

You, don't let that rat bastard preacher get away.

Mr. Ramírez-Pereira.

Congratulations, Rafael. You have a beautiful daughter.

Here she is.

Congratulations.

How's my wife?

I want to see her.

Your wife lost a lot of blood on her way here.

She arrived very weak.

Unfortunately, we only managed to save the baby.

I'm so sorry.

Please excuse me.

Boss.

Boss.

Boss.

Hello.

I'm Ariel.

Your brother.

I'll call her Lucía.

Hello.

Hi, Lucía. Hi.

Hi.

Open up, please!

Please!

Here we go.

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

That's it. Come on.

This way.

-That's it. Good. -Thanks.

Come, take my hand.

Come on.

Here. Let's go.

-Okay. -Take my hand.

It was you who chose Borrás to launder our money.

You came here, I listened to you, and I accepted your proposal.

I trusted you.

And now this happens.

He had always come through for us.

That's not the only thing.

The mail's disappeared.

That's the Mexicans and the Manchados' problem.

Things are what they are.

I gave you my money, and you lost it.

It's as simple as that.

There's only one thing I want to hear.

"The money will come back to us. Now."

Don't worry.

Borrás will find that money.

This must have scared him.

If he fails me, you fail me.

Understood?

Understood.

ROSILLO SCRAPYARD

I can take over. How did she behave?

We gave her a good beating, but she's still not talking.

Okay, I'll handle it.

You and I both know how this ends.

Talk, and we can all go home.

Fuck you.

I have nothing to lose.

Hello?

Mrs. Manchado?

Speaking.

We found the bodies of two men.

We think they may be your uncle and brother.

We'll need your help to identify them.

Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy

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