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Mom, I'm in prison.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Somebody stole somebody's girlfriend.

-What? -Do you want to go out with me?

Whore.

I'm not pissing anywhere.

Come on. If we don't help each other... Blondie, please. Why won't you help me?

Maca, when I was tested with your pee, it revealed I was pregnant.

What?

I'm sorry.

Yoli. Let's smoke a cigarette in the bathroom.

Shit!

Yolanda pulled off a spectacular robbery.

-Help! Help me! -Don't move!

When we caught her, there was no trace of the money.

Yolanda switched the SIM card

when she realized they were about to be caught.

The card she kept must show where the money's hidden.

-If you'll lecture me, I won't tell you. -Tell me what it is.

I found the SIM card.

There are some photos of a road. The SG-112.

Send them to me right away.

And destroy that SIM as soon as you can.

Go buy a pick, a shovel and some rubber boots.

-Dad, I can't. -Go right now, for God's sake!

Hanbal Hamadi. The Egyptian.

Interpol has issued a warrant for his arrest.

You know what your problem is?

That you're looking after the foxes that others have hunted,

when you'd rather do the hunting yourself.

Hey, hey, hey!

You're a piece of shit.

-Hi, darling. -We have a problem.

You're going to do something for me as well.

Here. It's the phone.

A goodbye gift.

-What the hell are you saying? -You're neurotic. You make me sick.

That bitch knows where Yolanda's SIM card is.

She knows where the money is.

Fuck you, bitch.

No, please!

-What are you doing? -Working out, what does it look like?

I can see that. Training for the Olympics, are you?

No, I'm tiring myself out to clear my head and sleep well.

I see.

Yolanda's €9 million is keeping you awake, is it?

I have a bigger problem.

-Do you? -I'm pregnant, Sole.

What are you going to do?

-What's happening, Sole? -Hi.

See you later.

Blondie, come here.

I see you like sports.

You should drink plenty of water.

I'm not thirsty, thanks.

Drink.

Drink.

Life is short.

Afraid I'm trying to poison you?

Why would I kill you knowing that you have Yolanda's €9 million?

I don't have anything.

Let's talk straight.

You need a million to get out. Isn't that what the judge asked for?

Right?

And you have a proposition for me?

You keep one million. I keep eight.

Besides, as long as you're here, you'll be with me. I'll protect you.

Everyone inside in five minutes.

The problems may be about to start.

You may end up begging me to keep it all.

Think about it.

Help! Help, please!

Help me!

Help! Get me out of here!

Help! Help! Help!

Please.

Help!

Why are they giving money to Anabel?

Anabel's having a conjugal visit from her guy.

And?

Anabel's known for her vaginal capacity.

She puts stuff...

Her pussy is like a warehouse. You could fit half of Rome in there.

If you need anything...

Makeup, an MP3 player...

face masks, serum, a phone...

How? They search you coming in.

At least they searched me very thoroughly.

Yes, but after a conjugal visit, they won't want to delve too deeply.

Macarena Ferreiro. You have a call regarding an urgent family matter.

Go to phone booth number five immediately.

-Hello? -How's your baby?

-What? -Maca, it's me, Curly.

Shit. I thought something happened to my family.

Don't ever do that again. You'll kill me.

I know, I'm sorry. I saw you hit your belly against a table.

I had to call you.

Are you okay?

Yes. I guess.

I'm sorry. Sorry about the SIM card.

When I said it in front of everyone, I just lost it.

Where are you? Solitary?

Yeah, but I'm used to it.

Same old.

Curly, listen...

I'm sorry, too.

Sorry for what I said.

I didn't mean those things I said.

I did it because Saray made me.

Then I guess we're even.

Besides, this isn't so bad.

Got a cell all to myself.

There's no arguing because there's nobody here.

So I feel fucking awesome.

So, your baby is okay?

I don't know. And, to be honest, I don't care.

I've been working out all day because I didn't know what to do.

But now I know. I don't want it.

I'm going to talk to Sandoval and get an abortion.

Where the fuck did you get that cell phone?

-Where did you get it? -Curly?

-Get off... -Curly.

How's the family?

-Hanbal? Hanbal? -Hello, darling.

It's okay. He's in the trunk of the car.

Good.

Has he told you where the money is?

Help!

I'm taking him to the woods. If he knows anything, I'll find out.

If not, that's where he'll stay.

He's worth nothing dead.

I need him to say where the money is. Escaping will be costly.

Help, please!

It must take place on the way to court.

Weapons, passports, getting out of the convoy,

fleeing the country on a ship, and a pickup 20 miles from the coast.

Help me! Help! Help!

Zulema, all this is leaving me very exposed.

Don't you think I'd do it myself...

if I could?

You need to understand that, if something goes wrong,

it would all be over.

You should just sit it out quietly in there,

-or we may never see each other again. -Help!

You're right, darling.

I'll be good.

This is the last thing I'll ask you to do.

I promise.

Goodbye, darling.

Help!

Help!

Help me, please!

I'll get you, you bastard!

Why aren't you answering?

Román! Román!

Dr. Sandoval has run your tests again,

-and you are pregnant. -Yes.

And you're clean.

Yes, I don't do drugs anymore. Thank goodness.

-Why are you trembling? -I have the flu.

You're pregnant, but...

your last conjugal visit was several months ago, so...

let me ask you straight.

Have you slept with an officer?

I'm not going to answer questions about my private life

or about who I sleep with...

If an officer in this prison

is taking advantage of inmates in exchange for drugs or...

I'm not using anymore, so there's nothing to exchange.

I will not tolerate any exchanges for sexual favors in this prison.

Either you tell me who the father is,

or we'll do a paternity test and settle the matter in court.

Fine.

Maybe you'll be more helpful after a couple of days in solitary,

without methadone or codeine,

or anything.

All right.

It was Palacios.

-Are you sure, Tere? -Listen,

if you'd fucked in that broom closet, you'd remember it.

Fucking fatso!

Do you recognize this phone?

It looks like one that I lost.

-You lost your phone? -Yes.

So I assume you had it blocked.

When I lose a phone, I get it blocked.

Well, I'm dealing with it.

This morning, your phone was confiscated from an inmate in solitary.

It was still in service.

-Did you lend it to her for favors? -Of course not.

Look, Palacios. Two inmates are implicated.

And one is accusing you directly.

I'm obliged to begin proceedings,

and suspend you without pay during the investigation.

If the accusations are confirmed, I'll put you in the dock myself.

I'm pregnant.

Is there some kind of baby boom in Cruz del Sur?

Do we have the pleasure of the father's presence in here?

No, it was before coming here.

I want an abortion.

Strip from the waist up and lie down on the examination table.

In order to terminate a pregnancy, Macarena,

the pregnancy must first be confirmed.

When you're ready.

Please. Román Ferreiro.

Dad. Dad.

Son.

How...

How are you? Are you okay?

Dad, I was kidnapped.

I was attacked on the street.

They stuck me in the trunk of my own car.

It was a man, an Arab.

Come here. Sit down. Please.

Dad, I'm a property registrar.

People like me don't get kidnapped.

It's my fault, son.

You were kidnapped because of me.

-I've put you in the spotlight. -What spotlight?

-What do you mean? -Listen, son.

In jail, your sister has uncovered a trail of stolen money.

€9 million.

She sent me photos of a place where the money could be buried.

Hence the shovel.

The problem is there's another inmate who's also after the money.

A certain Zulema Zahir.

It must have been her boyfriend who kidnapped you.

This is crazy, Dad.

We have to report it to the police.

Everything.

You're right, son.

You're right.

I even peed myself, Dad.

I'm sorry.

It's all right, son.

I'm no expert, but going by the size,

I can safely say that you're seven weeks pregnant.

How can I abort it? Whichever way is the quickest.

During the first seven weeks, I can prescribe a pill called RU-486.

After that, it gets more complicated,

because we'd have to perform a dilation and curettage.

I want the pill.

I don't feel well.

Ever since I found out, I can't eat or sleep. I'm not well.

-Right. -Please.

Except...

I don't see why I should help you.

I want to be clear, Macarena.

The first time you came here,

and without any pressure whatsoever from me,

you asked me for more time.

I think I've been patient.

But I think that time has run out.

And even more so with this situation.

It won't be long before you're as round as a globe.

What do you want in exchange for that pill?

I want you to be...

a nice,

compliant,

and conscientious girl.

It's good that you don't wear braces.

I'm entitled to an abortion. I have the right.

Besides, I'm going straight to the governor and I'm reporting you.

Very well.

Do you remember me telling you I'm like Santa Claus in here?

I reward the girls who behave well.

If you take their treats away, they'll want to get back at you.

Macarena...

congratulations on your pregnancy.

Your breasts are going to look amazing.

-Why don't you go home? -No.

I haven't told my mother I've been suspended without pay.

She thinks I'm on the night shift.

Anyway, I've emptied my locker and collected my stuff.

Fabio...

I never abused any of the inmates. I swear.

-I screwed up with the phone, but... -I know that, for God's sake.

I know you haven't taken advantage of anyone.

Antonio, hold your head high. You've done nothing wrong, okay?

-Have you? -No.

There you fucking have it. We're going to prove it.

All right?

Yes.

Why don't you go home? Your mother will be in bed by now.

You're right.

Would you mind picking me up at home as usual and ringing the bell?

Thanks.

-Mr. Ferreiro. -Yes.

In five minutes, the inspector will take your statement.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

I'm just going to the bathroom.

-Yes? -Dad, listen.

Maca.

It's Román.

Dad can't talk right now. He's just gone to the bathroom.

How are you?

I'm pregnant.

It's Simón's baby.

Right.

Maca, you have medical services there, don't you?

Why don't you talk to them? They can help you.

Román, the prison doctor is a depraved pervert

who wants a blow job in exchange for the abortion pill.

What?

He was kind enough to put a cushion on the floor for my knees.

-Maca, you have to report that. -No, Román.

-You must report it. -I said no, Román!

It doesn't work like that here. The police have no sway.

If you report something, you won't live to see the next day.

Román, it's horrible in here.

They spit in your food, they spit at you, they hit you...

they rape you, they torture you.

I won't survive seven years in here, I swear I won't survive.

Maca, listen.

Remember when we were kids, that summer in Santander?

When some kids started calling you names and throwing sand at you?

Do you remember what I said to them?

Yes.

"Mess with one Ferreiro and you mess with all of us."

I stand by my words.

"Mess with one Ferreiro and you mess with all of us."

The only thing that's changed is that...

now you wear a bikini top.

I'm getting you out of there, sister.

Dad and I.

The two of us will get you out.

I love you so much, Román.

I love you, too.

Thanks for standing up for me that day in Santander.

-I'm running out of credit. -All right, you take care.

-Tell Dad that... -Maca.

Fuck.

Dad.

Macarena called you.

Is she okay?

Yes.

But there's work to be done.

We have to buy another shovel.

Are you sure?

Let's go.

What?

Why did you steal Palacios' phone?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Stop messing around. Just stop.

I spent the whole night checking the security camera footage,

and I saw how you stole Palacios' phone.

I'm sorry.

I don't give a damn how sorry you are.

Because of you, he's getting fired.

What?

I took the phone because it was a matter of life or death.

You always have an excuse.

For getting cold feet over Zulema,

for making us look like idiots, for stealing phones.

You think you're different from the others,

but you'll go down for seven years for being a bitch and a fraudster.

And if you think you're getting away with Yolanda's loot, think again.

I'll tear you apart before I see you walk free.

I may be a bitch for taking the phone,

but I don't want anything to happen to Palacios.

-Right. -He's the best person I've met in here.

That's why you told the governor he abused you in the broom closet?

What?

I never said that.

You haven't talked to the governor about Palacios?

No.

Don't lie, damn you!

Fabio, you're on camera.

Is there a problem?

Everything's fine.

Fabio, I'm telling you the truth.

I think I know which inmate might have accused him.

Where have you been?

I went out for while.

What are you hiding?

I was taking my blood pressure.

Behind my back?

I didn't want to worry you.

It's normal, 120/80.

Why are you still awake? Come to bed.

I'm worried about our girl.

Don't you know anyone in there who could protect her?

No, Encarna. That isn't how it works.

How does it work?

Someone to keep an eye out, to take care of her.

I'm worried she'll get raped in there.

The guards, the inmates... Or she might even get into drugs.

The prisons have systems in place.

Besides, Macarena is not that type of person.

Can I tell you what she's like?

She's vulnerable.

And innocent.

Can you say, hand on heart, that she won't get raped?

Can you?

All right.

I'll look through my contacts and make some calls.

But you're a nervous wreck, Encarna. Come on, let's go to bed.

Why don't you spend a few days with your sisters in Galicia?

-No, I don't want no kids. -In here?

You'd be crazy in the head. Totally crazy.

Thank God my mom took my little girl with her.

I don't want her to come here.

I really don't.

I've been here for three years, but still.

And now she's all grown up, you know? She has boobies now.

The baby will be taken care of here, though.

It'll have everything it needs. Milk, diapers...

Doesn't matter if I have two pending trials and two convictions,

I could have a baby if I wanted to.

The hard part in here is finding a father.

Her fucking dad...

I wish he'd fucking...

Anyway, that's the way things are.

Of course I miss her. I have to be ready and make sure she's ready.

I call her from time to time.

But I think she still doesn't know I'm in here.

My mom tells her stories, you know?

I'll ask for a family visit with her and kiss the heck out of her.

I heard you can adopt even if you're in jail.

-What? -Seriously.

A little Chinese girl.

You've already adopted a Gypsy girl.

Attention. This is an announcement for inmates in cell block 2.

Your bed sheets must be changed today.

Please wait your turn in the laundry room.

Pick up a book and read.

It's laundry day.

Get the sheets and take them to the laundry room, Zulema.

Didn't you hear me?

Hey!

The dirty sheets have to be taken to the laundry room.

Take the sheets.

No.

Leave the sheets where they were.

Get out.

The rules don't allow friends to take your sheets. Understand?

She isn't a friend. She's my personal assistant.

Do the rules say anything about personal assistants?

Get the damned sheets and take them to the laundry room.

Now!

I said pick up the damned sheets...

No! Sorry. I'm sorry. You're the boss.

You're the boss.

I'm going quietly.

This isn't over, bitch.

Sole.

-Did you see that ruckus? -Yes. Have you seen Anabel?

No. Give me a hand taking this to the laundry room.

-Come on. -That stinks!

-Your sweat smells like roses, does it? -Hi.

Where's Miss Lovely?

I've decided to belong to just one group.

The one for "old sourpusses at risk of heart failure."

-What do you think? -I'm flattered.

But you have a lot to learn in my group.

-Really? -Of course.

-Like what? -It's forbidden to say "thank you."

"How are you, my darlings?" "Thank you so much."

-Who the hell do you think you are? -"Could you pour me a cup of tea, please?"

Okay, I think I get your drift.

And there are no firm pussies in our group.

You should know that we all have ten pounds down there.

We walk like this, showing it off.

-What, like this? -That's a good pussy.

-Mine weighs 40 pounds. -It's tiny.

Shit, look at the state you're in.

You're a mess.

What's wrong? Do I remind you of your wife?

Listen, I'm sorry I flew off the handle the other day.

Forget about it. These things happen between colleagues.

That's not why I came.

I want to introduce you to a friend, Leopoldo.

Pleased to meet you.

He was in the Civil Guard, and we worked together on a few cases.

He wants to ask you a favor.

Fabio, do you have children?

-No. -I do. Two of them.

I love them more than anything.

When I took early retirement a couple of years ago,

I thought, "That's it.

You've got your pension, a wonderful family."

But no, things have changed a lot.

I have a daughter in Cruz del Sur. She's awaiting trial.

She's a good girl, but a lowlife tricked her.

Right. I can't give special treatment to...

No, not at all.

I'm not asking you to give her special treatment.

What I'm asking you, as a father, is to...

look out for her a bit,

to give her a bit of protection if she needs it.

That's all.

Okay, I'll see what I can do.

-What's her name? -Macarena Ferreiro.

-Do you know her? -Only by sight.

I should go in. I'll be in touch.

He was one of the best guys we ever had in homicide.

But some bastards attacked his wife. He never really recovered after that.

Thanks for introducing me.

We're friends, aren't we?

That's why I want to tell you something.

I'm investigating a case. An assault on an armored van...

that was carrying €9 million, which has disappeared,

and for which four people have died.

Why are you telling me this?

An inmate has accused your daughter of knowing where the loot is.

All I care about is that my daughter is okay.

Of course, and I trust you completely.

I know you'd never go looking for that money.

-Of course not. -That's what I thought.

But you must understand...

I'd hate to see you mixed up in anything ugly.

Lucky, lucky, lucky Lucky, lucky me

I gave Anabel some money To keep safe inside her pussy

Olé, olé.

Look, I'm just like Beyoncé.

More like the Lady of Elche.

Take cover. It's the Power Ranger.

It's Madelman.

What's this, the fucking hairdresser's?

Her guy's visiting.

Her guy can suck my dick.

Leave that and get my uniform done.

-I want it washed and ironed. Now. -Yes, sir. Right away.

And if you like, we'll all suck your dick.

Hey!

Stop messing around and just get on with it, okay?

Do you want me to put some stuffing in your crotch?

He needs it.

Do you want me to put your head in the toilet?

What do you say?

So long, gorgeous!

Valbuena, I'd be good for you!

Anabel, can I talk to you a minute?

-Yes, of course. -Come.

Can your guy get anything?

It depends on what you need,

but I can't fit another lawyer in my pussy.

No, I need an abortion pill.

An RU-486.

I'll see what I can do, but it'll be expensive.

€9 million?

Listen, with what you already owe me...

€3,000 and we're good.

What do you think?

Okay.

Sole, I know I shouldn't ask her for anything, but what can I do?

It's up to you, but if you've told Anabel you're pregnant,

soon every prison in the country will know about it.

-Hello. -Hi.

Ferreiro.

How are you?

Did you sleep well?

Yes, very well. Thank you.

Good. Okay, then.

I'll see you around.

Very likely.

What was that about?

Have I gone overboard with the makeup?

I'm gonna start sobbing later and I'll be a total mess.

Not in the kitchen anymore?

They've moved me to cleaning.

Fuck me.

You're lucky, I've promised to be good.

Isn't that right, Valbuena?

Anabel.

Anabel, I was thinking we could give the Chinaman a call.

What Chinaman?

-Your colleague, or the Mexican. -No. I'm not calling anyone, Tere.

It's done.

-I didn't keep any of it, I swear. -I believe you, Tere.

-Did Anabel see it? -Yes.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What about that €50 to get a few grams from Zulema?

What are you talking about?

You should quit that stuff.

It isn't good for you.

González.

What?

We're going to the governor's office.

And you're going to tell her exactly what you told me earlier.

Fuck.

I don't normally tell lies, Madam Governor. I'm honest.

The thing is, sometimes with the methadone,

I just lose it.

-I don't have all day, Tere. -Okay.

All right. Well, that thing I told you about Palacios...

It...

it wasn't exactly like I said.

I mean, I made it all up.

But I didn't want to mess things up for him.

So, can you explain exactly how you got pregnant in here?

Okay.

I'm not pregnant.

Not that I wouldn't want to be. I love kids,

and maybe one day, when I'm clean, I'll have artificial insemination...

You falsely accused an officer, Tere!

This is a very serious offense.

Get her some blankets, I'm giving her four days in solitary.

But I...

Okay. If you agree, maybe we could wait until she's over the flu.

Very well.

González.

Can I take a candy, Madam Governor?

-Tere. -Yes?

Who was it we actually tested?

Tell her.

Macarena.

I asked her twice, as a favor.

I think Palacios deserves an apology and to be reinstated.

He didn't abuse an inmate.

No, he didn't. But because of his actions, the prisoners got a phone.

Come off it, Miranda.

Cell phones are used for trafficking, we all know that.

There's at least half a dozen of them around here.

Don't tell me how to do my job.

You're taking out your own shit on someone who doesn't deserve it.

Look, Fabio...

I can't work with you.

I'm sorry, I really am. I've tried, but I can't.

You're always opposing me, you question all of my decisions.

So fire me, not Palacios.

I can't fire you.

Because you're right.

I'm bitter.

My life is shit.

I don't know what to do.

Okay.

I'm an idiot.

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

Don't worry.

No, forgive me.

-Forgive me, Fabio. -It doesn't matter.

Governor.

-Yes. -Inspector Castillo's here.

He's waiting for you.

I'll be right down.

-Could you come with me, please? -Sure.

You're up to speed with the case, and you know Inspector Castillo.

Yes, we were colleagues for years. Homicide is a close bunch.

So, what about Palacios?

I'll speak to the inspector and then I'll call him...

so that he comes back.

Estefanía. This is Inspector Castillo. He'd like to speak with you.

I'm honored.

I'd offer you a coffee...

but I didn't get to the shops today.

You were just caught with a cell phone. It's no time for jokes.

Estefanía Kabila. Two and a half years for theft and arson of a vehicle.

You've systematically increased your sentence through bad behavior.

Fights, possession of a knife and assault.

-If this is about the phone... -I don't give a shit about the phone.

Okay, so, what's this about?

It's about two murders committed in here.

That of your cellmate, Yolanda, and that of the chief jailer.

Both related to a SIM card,

the whereabouts of which you are apparently aware of.

You publicly accused Macarena Ferreiro of having the proof.

Why don't you ask her?

Because these things are best discussed between friends.

The kind of details a judge needs

are best spoken about in an intimate setting.

Why would I betray my friend Maca?

Because it would be a nice gesture

that would mean a lot to the Behavior Committee...

and because the prison would withdraw the assault charge.

You'd be on day release within a month.

-Keep still. -Shouldn't this be done by a woman?

Why not two? They're on their way. How do you like them? Fair or dark?

If you want the truth, I like them blonde and pretty.

Listen, it's important that everything Macarena says

gets recorded on this mic.

We'll talk later about where those panties came from.

Any conversation that could help the investigation

must be heard loud and clear.

Whether it's about Yolanda or the SIM card. Okay?

Try and be friendly with Macarena.

Get her talking, lead the conversation. Is that clear?

Crystal clear.

Don't stop, baby. Don't stop!

Oh, my God!

It must be hard for someone who has a baby in here,

to think of bringing it up here.

But then again, it could be worse.

When it comes to childhood...

like mine, which I remember like it was yesterday...

We played everything, tag, kite-flying...

Yes, I'm happy.

Maybe it's the hormones, but I wake up happy.

I'm happy all the time.

Aurora... study hard, my girl.

Don't be like your mother.

Study and don't let any man lay a finger on you.

I'll be out soon, and then we'll have a great time.

No, I'm not mother material.

I see myself as more of an aunt. I'd be Auntie Tere.

There were eight of us...

Sixteen cousins on one side and nine on the other,

and we all ended up living together.

We were kids, right? I think that all kids are happy.

Take good care of Grandma...

and remember I love you more than anything in the world.

Now I'm all upset, God damn it.

And the music, there was music all the time. Like this...

Oye

Mustafa, Mustafa

He misses his toy

Look at them.

-You've got the rhythm, girl. -Flamenco style.

I needed that.

Even the legs of the bed went weak.

Miss, I don't suppose you've got a cigarette?

I always enjoy one afterwards.

You know there's no smoking.

No smoking.

-You look great. Enjoy it. -Thanks very much, gorgeous.

I had an amazing time.

Anabel.

I'm so sorry, you should have asked me sooner.

Your pill's on order, but you'll have to wait till the next visit.

You don't understand. I need the pill this week.

If not, it won't work.

This isn't like a shop where you can take things back.

€3,000 we said, remember?

If you need an abortion, don't worry. There are other ways in here.

With a coat hanger, herbs, mint, parsley and others.

Talk to the Senegalese women.

Either that...

or you'll have to jump through hoops for Dr. Sandoval.

-Christ, that woman's an asshole. -What's she up to?

Hi.

Hello.

What a surprise.

To what do we owe this visit?

Well, I've been in solitary...

and I've been thinking things over.

I want to control...

my impulses.

You want to control your violent impulses?

Is that what you mean?

Yes.

I promised the governor, and that's what I've decided.

And it's boring whacking off on your own.

-I prefer it alone. -What the hell is she doing?

-It's a therapy session. -I know that, for God's sake.

But Ferreiro isn't there. Where can I get a coffee around here?

-Lin Chun, want a coffee? -Why do you behave that way?

I don't stop to think about it, if I'm honest. You tell me.

Why should I do your job?

We want answers, Doctor.

You've hit the nail on the head.

You don't think about it. That's the secret. Thinking about it.

Thinking before acting.

If you did that, you'd do less kicking and headbutting.

Let me give you an example.

When anger takes over,

it's like there's a little black cloud blocking out your light.

Your instincts kick in.

When you make the decision yourself

to step to one side and walk around that cloud,

what does that mean, ladies?

-Self-control. -Self-control.

You're controlling your impulses.

What's happened to you lately? Have you done anything you regret?

-I've fallen out with two friends. -With two friends.

I suppose that they have names.

Saray, for example.

I told her that...

she's a crazy bitch and I wouldn't touch her with a ten-foot pole.

Okay.

Okay, then.

Do you still feel that way?

-No. -Doesn't this seem like a good time,

since she's right there, to say you're sorry?

I don't know.

Why don't you stand up, look her in the eyes,

and tell her from the heart?

With sincerity.

-Good. -Come on, Curly.

-Go for it, Curly. -Go on.

Come on, Curly.

Hey.

-Sorry. Okay, it's okay. -Stop it.

These past few years we've been together...

have been great, really awesome.

And even if we're not together now...

I'd like us to be great friends, Gypsy.

And to have other friends, too.

And...

I love you.

I love you lots.

-Bravo. -That's right.

Wait, wait, wait.

That was very good.

I imagine that you'll want to respond to that, won't you, Saray?

-Do I have to stand up? -Yes, I'm afraid you do.

-Come on. -Do it.

Let's see it.

You, so pretty and smart

You deserve...

-That's a tough one. -Shit.

A prince and a dentist

You, you, you Stay by my side

And the world feels nicer

More humane, less strange

And even if she lies and says no

You are the reason I'm at my best

I'll be yours, not with you

The world is round Like the piercing on your belly button

Things get complicated When I can't feel your breath

Sadly I feel

I'm losing my charm

Without your warmth Without hard drugs

Gypsy.

-Ole. -All right.

Very nice!

Well done, girls.

What is this, Sunday school?

Lin Chun, I bet you don't get this in Chinese orphanages.

Go to hell, Castillo.

Maca, Maca. Come and sit down.

Stupid mosquitoes. This sucks.

Sit down.

I hear you're pregnant and that you want an abortion.

That Simón's quite a guy.

First he gets you knocked up, and then he gets you locked up.

Have you given any thought to my proposition?

I've already told you. I don't have the money.

No, not yet. But you will. And then what?

Then nothing.

If I manage to get out of here and I have the money,

I swear I'll give you every last penny.

But that's if I get out of here.

And only when I get out, not before.

Sorry to interrupt this moment of intimate friendship,

but could I speak to you for a moment, Zulema?

We'll talk later.

What is it?

Go.

Shit.

Answer me one question.

Do I fuck your maid?

-What? -I don't, do I?

Do you know why? Because I respect you.

I respect your property, I respect your business dealings.

But you don't respect mine.

What the fuck are you talking about?

-About you selling drugs. -I'm not selling anything.

That's my little business.

I've backed off for a while because I've been in the spotlight.

But I'm still here.

So, if you didn't know, now you do.

Are you threatening me?

If you don't respect my property, I won't respect yours.

You're listening to Juan Ramón Lucas.

If anyone could make a career out of...

I've been thinking. I won't tell Lidia about any of this.

Having been married for many years, I'd say that...

the odd secret can help a marriage.

It's a quarter mile away.

Look, there's the path.

It's over there.

Dad, it's down here.

Shit. We'll have to turn around. You missed the turn, Dad.

I know.

There's a camper behind us that's been tailing us for 20 minutes.

Don't turn around, for God's sake.

I'm going to slow down.

Try and see if it's the Egyptian, but only when I say, and carefully.

Now.

Okay.

-Yes, it's him. -Christ.

What should we do?

We'll keep going a few miles.

We'll get the shovel out and start digging in the wrong place.

What?

Tell Sandoval to come to the laundry room, and call an ambulance.

Get out.

Get out!

Casper...

they've really messed you up.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Greetings.

Hello.

-I'm back! -How did you manage that?

Because I promised them I'd behave myself,

that I'll go to therapy and that I won't cause trouble.

Great. But you have to behave yourself here, too, okay?

That's right.

We cool?

Of course we are, come here.

Lin Chun, hit record.

Hey! What's going on here?

Anabel, did you score with the rollers?

I'm always scoring, with men and with life.

Sure, that's why you're here.

There's nothing like some good, hot loving,

with a gorgeous gentleman.

-Loving. -Loving?

With some pimp whose name you don't even know.

How much per kilo for that pimp?

I don't bother with such details. Orgasms are all I need.

Orgasms?

I've put all that on hold for my next life.

If I found a man to take me to classy places

where they pull out your chair before you sit down...

I'd be a happy woman.

Then talk to this one. Now she's a millionaire.

What did you say?

Okay, that just slipped out. I'm sorry, never mind.

Out of curiosity, where did Yolanda keep her secret hidden?

Wasn't it in the greenhouse?

Listen, I might have found something, but I didn't know what it was. A SIM card.

But I'm not a millionaire and I'm not going to be.

She's acknowledged she has Yolanda's SIM card.

Call Judge Andrade. We're going to get her.

Where is the SIM card?

Come on, we've got you on the security cameras.

-I flushed it down the toilet. -Why?

I was afraid.

There were lots of inmates after that SIM card and the money.

I'm sure you checked what was on the card.

Especially since you had Palacios' phone.

What was on the SIM card?

-Photographs. -What? I can't hear you.

-Photographs! -Photographs of what?

Of a road and a forest.

What was in the forest?

They were photos of the same place.

Of a rock.

It had been shot from different angles.

And...

it was mossy.

Anything else?

No, nothing else.

Would you recognize that rock?

Ferreiro.

Is this the rock?

No.

Lin Chun, let's head north a bit.

Fabio.

Several paths cross over there. Let's go.

-Is there anything there? -Nothing.

Thank you.

I spoke to your father. And...

I promised him I'd take care of you. So, if you have any problems, talk to me.

Could you get me an abortion?

That's what I need right now.

I'll speak to Sandoval.

You go over there. By that bush.

Take a look.

-Let me know if you see anything. -Why don't you want to have it?

Why?

Would you want to have a baby in that den of bitches?

Well, there's one good thing.

You'll spend more time with it there than on the outside,

working and being a single mother.

Does that seem like a good reason to you?

No.

The real reason is that children can fix anyone's life,

however messed up it is. That's what I believe.

Up here, man!

Youngsters are so damn lazy these days.

Do you think he's watching us?

I think so.

Why are we digging in the wrong place?

-He doesn't know that. -Okay.

But when the money doesn't appear, he'll shoot us in the leg,

-unless we tell him everything. -Yes, but we had no choice.

If we'd turned the car around, he'd have realized that we'd noticed him,

and then we would have been fucked.

So he'll think we're looking for it and that we just haven't found it.

Are you okay?

Go on ahead.

-I'm fine. -You're getting old.

Ferreiro.

Is this the rock?

It's mossy.

I'm pregnant.

I'm getting you out of there, sister.

Dad and I.

There may be another way. But it's illegal.

No, that's not it.

I'm sure.

Damn it.

Let me, Dad.

Lin Chun.

Hey, you!

Stand up!

I said stand up, slowly!

Stand up!

-You bastard! -Ferreiro!

Ferreiro!

Macarena!

Ferreiro!

ON THE NEXT EPISODE

What do you want? For them to kill us?

Clean it with your tongue.

Fabio's hurt.

Subtitle translation by Arturo Fernández