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[emotional music playing]

[siren wailing]

[camera clicking]

[Romero] We all knew Entrevías was a powder keg.

That sooner or later, this was inevitable.

Our neighbors grow weary of the suffering.

[clicking]

[Romero] Weary of living with the violence, with injustice.

And with death.

[bag zipping]

[Romero] We police officers are here to save lives.

[emotional music continues]

[Romero] To ensure that no crime goes unpunished.

Because, in the end,

the law always wins.

Don't worry, we're gonna sort this out.

[Romero] Many may not like it.

But in Entrevías, criminals will face consequences.

[Romero] This neighborhood's changing.

For the better.

That's why I'm here.

To put an end to this plague of rats

once and for all.

I am Inspector Antonio Romero,

and I intend to work tirelessly

to make Entrevías into a place we can all live together in harmony.

-Inspector, how will you end this plague? -Appreciate it, thank you, good afternoon.

[reporter 2] Will you request more officers from the state?

[reporter 3] Can peace return to Entrevías?

[reporter 1] One more question?

[emotional music continues]

[door opening]

Irene!

Irene!

-Oh, Irene, sweetheart! -Oh my God!

Irene! Irene.

-Are you calling 911? -[Santí] Yes, it's ringing.

Hello, yes? Emergency services?

-Irene! -We need an ambulance.

-It's my niece, she's pregnant and fallen. -[music intensifies]

She's unconscious, please come quickly!

[music fades]

[officer] Tirso Abantos?

[cell door unlocks, creaks open]

-[knock on door] -[door opens]

Fifty feet away, on the ground, one-handed,

and you managed to hit that girl's jugular.

-Incredible shot. -Mmm.

I'm really not proud of what I did.

That figures, since you're in quite the mess.

I accept the consequences.

Sign here.

The judge sees clear evidence that you acted in self-defense.

For now, you're a free citizen.

But if you were thinking of relocating,

forget it.

-You know you're awaiting trial... -So that means I can leave?

Here, yes. The country, no.

I warned you.

This foundation's like lighting a match under a barrel of gunpowder.

This'll mean war.

I think you're right.

I also accept the consequences.

This war is my problem now.

This stays with me.

You, stay on the sidelines

and keep away from the spotlight.

Whatever happens.

[Tirso] You can stop with the funeral faces.

Everything's fine.

Um, no, no.

No, it isn't, Captain.

It's the girl.

[dramatic piano music playing]

-[Gladys] Tirso. -Irene?

How is Irene?

Where is she?

In that room, Papa.

Oh, my God.

What happened to her?

Let's step outside, my love.

[Tirso sighs]

She suffered a placental abruption.

We found her on the floor.

At first, I thought she was... [sobs]

There was a large amount of bleeding.

It could've been far worse.

She needed an emergency C-section.

And the child?

They took him right after the delivery.

Nothing since then.

Nelson's talking to the doctors right now.

WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS

Jorge, go inside and take a break, all right? Okay?

-Sure, sure. -Thanks.

-You good? -Yeah, good.

[club music playing in the distance]

Look at that ugly mug.

The fuck do you want?

Get in here.

I thought I was the best, but I'm fucking pathetic.

That master plan I cooked up... [scoffs]

The plan I had to return, take revenge, take over the streets, the business,

it was just a mother fucking delusion.

Today, Nata almost waxed me, she almost killed me.

I was at gunpoint.

She was gonna shoot.

I saw it in her eyes, she was gonna shoot.

Did she?

No, Tirso arrived.

He owns the hardware store, and...

he shot her.

[Dulce] He shot Nata?

I owe my life to Tirso.

Wait, back up.

Are you telling me that Nata is dead?

Shit, you're a little slow, aren't you?

You won't see Nata again for the rest of your fucking life.

So I need you to... [sighs]

...help me out.

I'm leaving Entrevías and I don't have a plan B.

Shit, I really need help getting a job,

I know I don't kick ass as well as you do,

but I'd make one hell of a good bouncer, and...

Oh, shit, I really just need to get the hell out of there.

You're the only one who's slow here.

You haven't figured it out? Everything's changed.

Without Nata, this thing's so much easier.

What's easier?

Your whole fucking plan to take over Entrevías!

-There's no plan, never was. -What are you talking about?

Just forget everything I said, forget all of it. It doesn't apply now.

And you just said yourself, you have no fucking plan B.

So what the fuck do you want me to do about it?

I want you to come back.

-The time for us is now. -Ha.

What?

"The time for us is now." Yeah, right.

Just stay out of trouble. I can see you're happy out here.

Far from Entrevías, a bouncer who kicks asses,

just stay here and live a happy life.

If I had my own nightclub, my life would be happy as hell. Hmm?

We're taking over the entire fucking town, Godfather.

I can see you need a good cry.

Run along and don't worry about any of this.

Better get moving, now.

[laughing]

[hip-hop music playing]

[Chulo] Let's go, let's go, hurry the fuck up!

Come on, asshole, watch it.

[Panterita] Take them outside, go on, we gotta move!

-Where's the bag at? -Let's go!

[Chulo] Okay, shit, let's hurry up! Move all this shit out.

[Panterita] Come on, stop fucking around.

[Chulo] Right here. Move, move, move!

-Those, too, quick! -[Panterita] Yes, take it all.

-There's no time, move your ass! -We have to empty the whole fucking spot.

Okay, that's it. Grab the next one, and the next. Let's go!

What the fuck is this shit?

Tente, the cops will be here soon.

We gotta clean out the spot. Then we bail.

And until the pigs get better things to do

we should all split up.

Fuck you, bastards.

[tense music playing]

What'd you say, you piece of shit?

Asshole happened to kill my cousin in front of the entire neighborhood

and you're worried about some drugs?

Hey, listen, you little shit.

Just shut your fuckin' mouth right now.

Go on back home to your ancient granny

and watch some Dora to jerk it.

Or do you prefer SpongeBob?

[screams]

Son of a... [groaning]

[breathing sharply]

Nata made it clear to us.

We don't ask for forgiveness or for permission.

My cousin has been killed.

And we're gonna take care of the ugly motherfucker who murdered her.

[Panterita panting]

Irene.

Sweetheart.

How do you feel?

[coughs]

What am I doing here?

-Uh... -[Jimena inhales sharply]

You needed to undergo an emergency C-section.

[breathing shakily]

And where is my baby?

He's under observation.

What do you mean, under observation?

What's going on?

He'd spent some time without oxygen.

So what are you saying?

Just that it could be nothing serious.

Or there could be neurological consequences.

Or it could be even worse.

[sobs] Worse?

We'll know for sure in the next few hours.

[sobbing]

[Jimena] Sweetie.

We have to stay positive.

I'm sure it'll turn out all right.

[sobbing]

Where is he? I want to see him, please.

[Tirso] No, no, you can't get up right now.

He's in the neonatal ICU.

[breathing emotionally]

And Nelson?

In order to admit the baby, he had to sign a lot of papers.

I'll go find him.

Grandpa.

[sobbing]

[Tirso] My girl.

I just shouldn't have left you all alone.

-[Irene sobbing] -I'm sorry.

No, I can't... [groans]

No.

[grunting]

[sobbing] I have to see my child.

He has to feel so lonely in there.

No, you can't right now, you have to rest, Irene.

[sobbing]

He's gonna pull through this.

I'm sure of it.

-He's an Abantos. -[sobbing]

[emotional music playing]

[Irene sobbing]

Nothing.

We haven't heard a thing.

[sighs]

Why don't you go home, get some rest?

I'll wait for Gladys to get here.

If there are any updates, I'll call you.

[music intensifies]

Papa?

-[inaudible dialogue] -[music continues]

[inhales shakily]

Tirso.

Go away.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Talk to me? -I told you this would happen.

Your little project was only ever going to bring suffering.

All of this is because of you.

[scoffs] Wait, what do you mean?

If you hadn't forced your goddamn foundation on us,

none of this would've even happened.

My granddaughter wouldn't have been alone,

and that girl wouldn't be dead.

Tirso, I am so sorry for everything.

More than I can say.

But it's not my fault that the world is...

rotten.

Or that it attacks

those who want to make it better.

I sent no one to the hospital. I didn't burn anything.

I didn't kill anyone, either.

I did.

If you hadn't come back here,

I would never have had to.

All you've done is create problems.

[dramatic music playing]

Your problems are over.

I leave tomorrow.

I won't come back.

Now there's an idea.

Don't expect anyone here to miss you, though.

Okay.

[sighs]

[music fades]

You looking for this?

This is unexpected.

I thought you'd left.

I was worried to death about you.

You were so lost.

Helpless.

The poor little thing couldn't even remember who he used to be.

Turns out you were full of shit the entire time.

Gladys, I knew that the assholes who shot me would think,

"Shit, that cop's back to take revenge on us,

let's whack him for good." And then they'd come hunt me down.

I made up the whole amnesia thing to try and, well, go unnoticed,

and be left in peace. I swear it's true. I swear.

But if you really suspected that your life was in danger,

why even come back?

Because I don't have anywhere else to go.

You have a good heart, my love.

And you showed everyone that yesterday.

And you really have always been there for me

when I needed you the most.

But you are a lying sack of shit, and that pisses me off to no end.

For once in your fucking life, can you tell me the truth?

Why did you come back, Ezequiel?

Because the one thing I like most

is seeing you.

And because I still have feelings for you.

All right. You can stay.

Thank you.

-[knocking on door] -[door opening]

Can I come in?

I think you're in the wrong room.

I've been wrong about many things, but not this room.

I'm your grandma.

Maica.

You're so beautiful.

You really shouldn't be in here.

-You're just going to upset Grandpa. -Bah.

Your grandpa gets upset over nothing.

Let's not worry ourselves about it.

I've been waiting to meet you.

I brought a little present for you.

-[sobs] -[door opens]

[Jimena] Mom?

-Why are you here? -Oh...

Um...

I wanted to meet Irene before tomorrow.

I leave in the morning.

What about the foundation?

Pile of ash.

It's ashes today, but you'll just rebuild it all again?

[Maica] Insurance won't cover it.

And we're all out of money.

Karma will somehow balance it all out.

I'm not here to talk about me.

I wanna know,

where's the baby?

-[Nelson] Um... -[sobs]

Uh, the baby had some complications,

he's in the ICU.

[emotional music playing]

[Maica] Oh, God, I'm so sorry.

I didn't know that.

I had better just leave you.

-Yes. I'll walk you out. -[Maica] Okay.

Jimena.

Before I leave town,

I want to talk with you.

Think about it.

[news anchor] Top stories at the top of the hour,

in the neighborhood of Entrevías

where, as you know, a young woman was shot yesterday,

there is a daring new protagonist rising from the ashes, the man you see here.

Saavedra, have you been watching the news?

Turn on the TV, the new suit and tie really stand out.

I'll call you back.

[anchor] ...carrying a woman in his arms, whom he'd just rescued.

The statements of those who witnessed it speak for themselves.

[man] Suddenly there were gunshots...

What the hell is this?

-And my statements? Hmm? -But he stayed cool and he got us out.

-If he hadn't been there... -Where the hell are my statements?

For fuck's sake, I went out of my way to wear a new tie.

Goddammit, where's my interview?

[anchor] That's the question everyone in Entrevías is asking today.

I think the guy on the... the news is... is Ezequiel.

[Pepe] Not this again!

[Sanchís] It is, it is! Look, look, look, come here!

-Oh, come on. Even with alcohol-free beer. -Uh... Look...

You've had enough of that.

-He was up there. Pepe. -[Pepe] Uh-huh.

-Hi there. -[Sanchís] Hello, Ji... Jimena.

How're things down at the... the hospital?

Well, the baby's under observation,

so we're just waiting.

Hey, where's my father?

At the hospital, I thought.

No, he's not there. I went by his store but it was closed up tight.

There was no sign of him at his place. So I figured he was here.

-No. No, no, this isn't good. -[Pepe] I told you.

I saw this coming.

-You saw what coming? -You didn't hear the news?

Your father killed the leader of a very dangerous gang.

They're going to take revenge on him.

-It's not safe for him around here. -[Jimena sighs]

Uh, how do we find him?

[cell phone ringing]

-Jimena. -[Jimena] Papa, where are you?

I needed a walk around the block.

How are you doing? We're all worried here.

Consider everything that's happened since yesterday

and you tell me how you think I'm doing.

Okay, Papa, take care.

[beeps]

[sighs] He's just fine.

CLOSED DUE TO A DEATH OPEN IN THE AFTERNOON

[man in distance] Mateo!

-You see the morning news? -[dog barks]

[Ezequiel] Don't move, just stay there.

I want us to talk like we're spies.

We can't be seen together.

I'm not looking for any trouble in Entrevías, got it?

-Yes, loud and clear. -Then let's get to work, Mulan.

If we're really going to take over this racket,

we've got some homework to do,

and priority number one is to learn which of these fuckers is taking the lead

now that Nata's dead.

And once you know who that person is,

you get close, see what their deal is, okay?

Okay.

It might get tricky, seeing as how the cops

seem to be getting their act together in this neighborhood.

Don't look at me, don't look at me, don't look at me.

Try to understand that we're in Entrevías now.

We cannot be associated, there are eyes everywhere.

You think you might be acting a bit dramatic over this, Ezequiel?

Probably not dramatic enough, cutie.

After what happened, the death of the mother hen,

the little birdies under her wing will not be messing around.

So just listen to me,

we have to be low-key, camouflaged, like chameleons.

Hey.

Oh, shit!

I know your face, right? You were on TV!

No, you're mistaken. And don't fuckin' touch me, asshole.

Why don't you get outta here before I shove your face through the TV?

[man] What a douchebag. Some hero.

You're the master of disguise, a true chameleon, totally unnoticeable.

They teach you that at the academy, or...

[laughs]

[tense music playing]

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

[Pepe] Tirso. You scared the hell out of us.

We thought those thugs got to you.

You all right?

[sighing]

Hey, were you followed?

Yes.

No fucking way!

Look right there.

She's been following me since the market.

-Think she's a threat? -[exasperated sigh]

This isn't a game, Tirso.

You killed a gang leader.

They're coming after you.

Sanchís and I, we've been thinking about it.

And we agree that you should have professional protection.

Oh, my God.

Can you tell me how many times

I have actually asked the two of you to think?

-[door opening] -There he is! Come in.

He looks like he just came from his first communion.

Ah, well.

Tirso, let me introduce you to your new bodyguard.

No. No, no, no, no.

[both] Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes.

A one-armed bodyguard?

There might just be one arm, but...

[imitates fight sounds]

It's a well-trained killing machine.

Also, I brought this.

From now on, I'm your shadow, always at your back.

Unlike my shadow, you look pretty ridiculous.

So you really intend to protect me dressed like this?

A bodyguard is supposed to be a kind of de... de... deterrent.

It's not effective in my daily clothes. A professional always wears a jacket.

Sanchís, you don't look like a professional.

Maybe a washed-up Sears catalog model

who got into hard drugs.

[Pepe sighs]

I'm not feeling like coffee, I'm going to the hospital.

You planning to leave?

Do you know another way to get to the hospital?

No. But... But wait here.

I think I saw something suspicious in the alleyway.

[tense music resumes]

Fuck!

[tense music continues]

Shit.

Tente.

New plan.

Old fucker's got a bodyguard.

-Aight. -[phone beeps]

[footsteps approaching]

[exhales]

I dunno what that is, but pour me one, I could use it.

It's mezcal.

I'm glad you came.

-I have to get back to the hospital. -Mm-hmm.

So did you have something to tell me?

Uh, yes, of course, honey, I do.

The main reason I came back

was to try and explain

to you...

to make it clear...

to explain why I left.

Somewhat late, don't you think?

I've been trying to do this for years.

I've been a little bit...

a lot of bit... afraid.

[chuckles] It's...

It's difficult to explain what happened.

Sure.

I bet it is.

You see...

Um...

When your father was discharged from the Army,

he came back from Bosnia a new person.

Full of anger.

I blamed myself for everything.

And your father never even tried to help.

It was all unbearable.

That's what you've been waiting all this time to tell me, Mom?

That?

That Dad was a monster?

And that's why you left us?

Left the two of us alone to ride it out?

That we weren't important enough and you didn't care about us?

Listen, Jimena, I'm so, so sorry about it all,

the misery that I've caused you both.

But...

God, I was too young to grasp it.

I was just a... a child who was trying to

raise two children herself, with a man

who didn't see me for who I am.

Who wouldn't touch me.

Someone who'd stopped loving me.

My life became a prison cell, it felt very much like I was dead.

Mm. It was as though I were living inside somebody else's body.

[inhales] I know what you mean.

I lived a lie for many years.

Pretending I was...

I was someone else.

And guess what?

I also hurt my child.

But I didn't abandon my daughter.

Not a bit.

I was always there when she needed me the most.

No, no, no, Jimena. Jimena, wait, please wait.

I'm begging you, child.

I'm begging you, please.

Sit down, Jimena, and listen to me, please.

Listen.

There's something you don't know.

Back when I...

when I'd drop you off at school as a child,

on my way back, I'd cross the overpass. Hm?

And I would stare at the tracks.

[chuckles nervously] I would feel in my heart...

that I should just jump

and end it all.

One day I climbed over the railing.

The train was approaching

and it was then

I chose not to fall,

but to fly.

Listen to me.

I'm not asking for your forgiveness.

What's important to me

is you understand

I was very sick.

-[sobs] -I love you.

Are you all right?

Jimena?

[monitor beeping]

How's he doing?

Uh, he's beautiful.

[Gladys] Oh my God!

He's the cutest baby I've ever seen.

Yes.

And he has your smile.

And his baby hands are so small they look fake!

-And he grabbed my finger, Mom. -Oh my God, my love.

I'm dying, that is so very precious.

I want to go see him right now.

I know, but it's still too soon.

You need to stay here, and he needs to stay in the incubator.

But the doctors say he'll be alright.

-So don't worry. -Oh, thank you.

[laughing]

[Irene giggles]

You just made a baby,

wait a bit before making a second.

[laughing]

Hey, congratulations, guys. How is the little guy?

Getting better every day.

If he's anything like me, he'll leave that incubator

kicking and screaming bloody damn murder.

[all laughing]

Wait here, Captain.

-Let... Let me take a little look around. -Uh, Sanchís...

this is my house.

Don't you think this is a little bit much?

They said the... the same about JFK's bodyguard.

And look at him.

If you discover a little shithead who looks like a delinquent,

don't shoot him, despite the urge.

That's Irene's boyfriend.

-Cleared to enter. -Well, thank you very much. See you later.

I really think that I should stick around here.

Hey, Sanchís.

I appreciate everything that you're doing, I really do.

You're one of my truest friends.

But I need you to stop trespassing and please get the fuck out of this place.

-No offense to you. -Mm-hmm, likewise.

Fuck you and suck it up.

I'm going nowhere.

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

I might have heard a noise in the bedroom.

It could be nothing.

[clicks tongue]

[tense music playing]

Don't move!

[door locking]

Shit! It's an ambush!

-Run, Captain! -[banging on door]

-It's an ambush! -Yes, Sanchís.

It is an ambush, I'm sorry.

Tirso!

-That was you? -[Tirso] There's something I need to do.

[door handle rattling]

-I need to do it alone. -Open the door.

Open the door, I...

I don't want to break the glass, they...

they don't make these anymore.

Tirso!

We've uncovered the identity of the hero of Entrevías.

According to our information, he is Ezequiel Fandiño,

an ex-police officer who was present at the event.

I've had three journalists come in here asking about you.

I can imagine. And you gave them my number.

-No! -[cell phone ringing]

I wouldn't dream of it.

I made sure they didn't even know who I was.

Yeah? Yes, it's me.

[reporter] That's when he saw someone trapped...

No, thank you, I have no statement for the press.

[reporter] He dashed through the fire to rescue her,

picking her up in his arms and carrying her out the front door to safety.

Turn this shit off.

Wh... Wh... Where is Tirso?

How should I know? He's supposed to be with you.

He... He trapped me in the bedroom and took off.

I had to break the lock open with my cast here.

You lost him?

Some professional.

That jacket's too big for you,

and so's the job.

He's not answering my calls, Pepe.

So what's... what's our next move?

Go find him before he gets into trouble.

Get going.

-Where should I... -Just go!

Get going.

-Uh... -Still here?

Good afternoon.

I'm sorry, we won't be opening the shop this morning.

My daughter-in-law,

she's not in the mood.

I'm sure you heard about my granddaughter.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

No, what I meant is...

I'm so sorry.

You did this.

Yes, ma'am. I did.

How dare you come in here?

[sobs]

Why would you put us through this?

[continues sobbing]

I don't think you have any business being in here.

So leave! Just go.

He was just in here.

At the beauty shop.

Who was it?

-[Loli] The man who killed your cousin. -Why? Why would he go there?

I don't know, he just burst in.

[motorcycle starting]

[tense music playing]

[music fades]

Gladys. Were you at the hospital?

[Gladys] Yes, of course.

Tell me Tirso was there.

No. Why, what's going on?

Oh, no, nothing. He's fine.

I just wanted to double-check.

But anyway, I'm not his father,

I'm, at best, sort of his cousin.

-Pepe, what's wrong? Is Tirso in danger? -[chuckling] No, no, no.

-Hey, how is Irene? And the baby? -Better.

Well, that's great. Let's get to work.

Table four wants dessert.

[tense music resumes]

-[Tente] Hey, you bastard! -[gun cocking]

[motorcycle engine revving]

-Let's go, man! -Who was that?!

[woman] Yes. Police.

Yes, there's been a shooting. A man was shot.

-Yes. -Oh!

Did you see what happened?

[man] That was point-blank, man.

Tirso!

I'm fine, I'm fine. Ah.

Easy, just relax, Gladys, I'm fine, I... I wasn't wounded.

[sighs]

I'm fine, I'm fine.

[Gladys sobbing]

I'm just fine.

[Romero] I want to know who the fuck did this!

I want to know who has the balls to be shooting at people

in the middle of the street, in broad daylight.

I thought I told you what message to send.

Either you're not kicking enough ass out there,

or I've been taken for a ride.

-Lots of shouting and no action. -[Romero] Maybe that's what it is.

-Sons of bitches. -[sighs]

All right.

You're sure you didn't see anything?

Not the brand of motorcycle or his clothing?

Anything you can remember.

When he whipped his gun out,

I thought about drawing a detailed charcoal sketch of the fella.

But I chose to duck instead.

Okay then.

You can go.

That's it? I mean...

He should at least get police protection or something.

My advice to you, leave Entrevías.

These thugs will keep coming at you until you're eliminated.

That's a good suggestion.

Or perhaps we should all skip town

so as not to overburden the policeman?

You're just embarrassing.

[footsteps approaching]

[baby crying faintly]

[indistinct announcement on PA]

[sighs]

[grunts]

[groans]

[moans]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[sobbing]

[Nelson] Irene! Irene!

-Irene. My love. Come on. -[sobs]

Are you okay? Hey.

You okay? Yeah?

-Here, come on. -[Irene groans]

You okay?

-Yeah. -You sure?

[grunting]

-[sobbing] -Irene, just take it easy.

You alright?

-Yes. -I'm glad.

[sobbing] I just wanted to see Victor.

Irene, you're still too weak.

-You just can't. -I don't care what they say!

He's a newborn.

Please, for the love of God, I want to see my baby.

[sobs]

-I'm begging you. -Okay.

[continues sobbing]

All right.

I'm taking you to see our baby.

Thank you so much.

Excuse me.

What are you doing?

You should be in your room resting.

We wanna go see our boy.

Please.

[joyous piano music playing]

Victor. Hey, bud.

It's your mama.

Look at him.

He's the cutest baby in the entire world.

He looks like you. Doesn't he?

[nurse] Here.

Have a seat.

You can lower her gown.

My love.

[music continues]

[music fades]

What the hell are you all doing here?

Something happen to Irene?

To the baby?

No.

All is well at the hospital.

Tirso.

We're all very worried about you.

I imagine you're very worried about closing the bar,

as stingy as you are.

Papa, please sit down.

[sighing]

That was close, Papa.

Way too close.

But I'm still here, right?

Those people will not stop trying.

And you know it.

[Jimena] Papa, we've been discussing it

and we think the inspector was just being realistic.

You should leave the neighborhood.

I am not going to leave the neighborhood.

Papa, listen to me.

Pepe will loan you his apartment in San Fernando.

We had the bathroom remodeled. You'll be the first to use it.

What the hell will I do in Cádiz?

[Jimena] Well, you'll be alive.

What more do you want?

You have to leave here. It's only for a little while.

[Santí] Of course, I can watch the hardware store.

Is that an argument for leaving or staying here?

Look, thank you very much for all your genuine concern,

but I will not be leaving this house.

So, this little intervention can now conclude.

Dismissed.

You're selfish. You know that?

Are you aware of the anxiety I felt when those shots rang out?

Every single foot,

walking by people who said you were shot out there.

But you don't care.

You're not all alone in this world, Tirso.

Your decisions affect every single one of us.

[Jimena] Papa.

Think of Irene.

And her child.

Why risk it all?

I'm sorry, but I'm staying.

[exhales]

-Papa, are you crazy? -I said I'm staying.

B... B... But why? You want to die on the pavement?

[Pepe] These gangsters don't play games.

Tirso, they will kill you.

Well, maybe I deserve to be killed!

I shot that girl in the neck.

I shot that girl.

[man on TV] All I'm saying is that this gentleman...

Sweet baby Jesus.

[man on TV] ...walked right into the flames

and demonstrated that a normal person, essentially a nobody...

Who's the nobody?

Who's the nobody? You don't even know your parents, you bastard.

And to make matters worse, they're only showing my bad side.

[laughing] Your best side is your back side,

and nobody wants to watch that.

You know, you're the very first Spaniard

who isn't excited to be on the television.

Well, I'm not a big fan of the news stations

when folks are trying to kill me,

and I had a plan to make sure that they didn't.

Just play dumb like I was doing.

Listen... [chuckles]

-It's not a bad plan, eh? -Sure.

-Because you're a natural at playing dumb. -[cell phone ringing]

Yes, I play the part every day of my fricking life.

Unknown caller.

I hate all journalists on Earth.

Is that clear enough?

I'm glad you chose to share that. I'm...

not a big fan of dentists. I think they're worse.

Hey.

Hey, hey, hey.

-[Dulce] We should meet up, right? -No. No, no, no, no, no.

No, it's a bad idea to meet. I can't go outside.

I'm all over the television.

They're running my face like I'm a goddamn coffee spokesman.

I'm really scared, so, no, we're not meeting.

Are you freaking out, Ezequiel?

No, I'm not freaking out. Shit, I'm just...

I'm choking right now, so let's just wait a few days,

until this media circus dies down.

Now I'm pissed, I'm not wasting time playing games, I quit my job for this.

We had a deal, Ezequiel.

You're a pain in my ass.

-See you at ten tonight. -[doorbell buzzing]

I won't appear on your fucking radio program,

I won't appear on your fucking TV show,

whatever you want, you won't get it. Fuck off.

[man] Ministry of the Interior.

Come with me, sir.

Sweet Mary, mother of God.

-This way, please. -Here?

Right this way.

Look, I can appreciate that the 15 to 20 minutes we just spent in traffic

is not the foundation for a solid friendship,

but I think I deserve to know what the hell is going on.

Hey!

Oh, check out the fresh digs,

a brand-new station!

And how's the toilets?

You have double-ply toilet paper, I'm sure. Very nice.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

He's here.

Pardon me, pardon me.

Ezequiel Fandiño, right?

-Yes. -Sit down.

I'm Juan Saavedra, Ministry of the Interior,

-this is Inspector Romero. -[Ezequiel] Mm-hmm.

Do you know why you're here?

Yeah, I do!

There could be only one reason.

Because you need a new clown for this three-ring circus you got going on here.

You really think you can go play hero

without a proper badge, like some vigilante?

-Uh, well, let's see here... -[Saavedra] I don't think so.

I don't think so either, buddy.

If you don't think so, I certainly don't think so.

I'm sorry. It'll never happen again.

No. It won't happen again.

You know why?

[Ezequiel] No.

Because you'll be sworn in as an officer.

Mm... [laughs]

[Saavedra] We want you back on the force.

You made mistakes, clearly.

But you paid for them.

You were almost killed going undercover.

And you saved lives in that fire.

You're a policeman, through and through.

Well, that's...

If I might speak for a minute,

it's true that I didn't always do everything right...

it's also true that for a long time, most of my life, even,

all I knew how to do or wanted more than anything else

was, well, to be a police officer.

[Saavedra] I'm glad to hear that.

Because as of tomorrow, you'll be reinstated to your old position.

Really?

Yes, well, thank you very much.

From the bottom of my heart, really.

I'm grateful, thank you so much.

Um, okay.

Uh, as they say, don't try to put off 'til tomorrow what you can...

what you can begin tomorrow,

so, um, thank you.

Many thanks, from the bottom of my heart, truly.

Thank you very much.

Hey, hey!

Hey, I'm back!

Guys, I'm rejoining you!

Tomorrow I am rejoining the National Police Force!

-Jumilla, give me a hug! -Ezequiel! Congrats. [laughs]

-I'm coming back! -That's good news.

Hey, okay, hands off, alright, hands off!

All right, here we go, all together,

-Eze, Eze, Eze! -[all chanting] Eze, Eze, Eze!

Jumilla, you're getting as fat as a pig!

Let's go!

-You shouldn't have done this, Saavedra. -Mm-hmm.

That guy is corrupt, a rotten apple, and do you know what that means?

It'll spread to others.

He's seen as a hero.

And there aren't many of those around here. Right?

It's a strategic signing.

But I...

I was supposed to be your strategic signing.

Don't get jealous, man.

You wanted the spotlight, but they chose him.

-Well, I suppose that's politics. -Mm-hmm.

Politics are a bitch, it's true.

But let's face facts, it's really not your game, is it?

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

[Nelson] I couldn't believe it!

[Irene laughing] You're so silly.

[knocking]

Grandpa.

I saw Victor.

And that happy face is because he looks like me and not his dad, right?

But he doesn't have your temper.

[Irene] He is so beautiful.

You have to go see him.

He grabbed my breast with his hand

and he smiled.

[chuckles]

Okay, now that you're here. I'm going to step out for just a moment.

I'm glad to see you so full of joy.

You haven't gone to see him yet.

-What? -The baby.

You haven't visited him.

Well, I can see him once he's feeling all right.

Do you want a snack or something?

[chuckles] Grandpa...

I know it's hard to see him in that condition,

but I'm asking you as a personal favor to visit.

Why is that?

Because he needs a little encouragement.

And you're really the best for that.

And because it's not your fault that he's in there.

[emotional music playing]

[chuckles]

I could have gone to 20 other cities.

But I chose to come to this shithole.

I bet my whole career on saving this town.

I'm the hero of Entrevías.

I'm not gonna let that corrupt clown

take the credit and the spotlight that's due to me.

So what do we do?

We fuck him up.

And we make it very clear to everyone,

their mighty hero's the most rotten apple in the barrel.

What's the plan?

Hm...

[tense music playing]

AREPAS FOR SALE

Hey, G... Gladys. Don't be sad.

-You know how st... stubborn Tirso is. -Yeah, it's just...

[Ezequiel] Gladys!

You will not believe this!

A round, a round!

Let me buy a round for every one of you! Yeah! Let's do this.

Oh my God.

And all were filled with joy.

But I know you, so I'm asking for the money up front.

A very wise move.

Hey, I can pay you,

because tomorrow I'm a public servant again.

What?

Public servant?

As of tomorrow, I will rejoin the National Police Force!

I can't believe it!

And when is your first paycheck?

Just pour us a drink, I'm a cop, I'll close you down

and jail you for whatever I like.

-Hey! Come here, you! -Hey, congratulations!

[both laughing]

I can't believe it, congratulations, my love!

This is wonderful.

You're telling me. I'm shocked.

It's strange...

ever since I got out of prison, I've just been so lost and wandering,

doing things that make me shake my head and ask myself,

"What the fuck were you trying to do there, Ezeeks?"

But I'm a cop, I've always been a cop.

But of course you are, Ezequiel. You're the best cop.

It's just that, well, when I was a kid, I'd ask for...

for, like, a bicycle, you know, from the Three Wisemen,

and they wouldn't bring me shit, but this is like...

-it's like life is giving me a gift! -Oh!

-What? Stop it, Ezequiel. -Hey.

Well, Cinderella, I was on a roll

and I had to try it before the clock strikes 12

and the spell has irreparably worn off.

-Right. Well, quit. -[laughs]

Listen, my love,

if you're looking for a princess, then you'll have to look elsewhere.

Because I have my Prince Charming.

Go find your own princess, please.

-Mmm. -[laughing]

Oh my God.

[kisses]

Well...

-Hey, Sanchís. -[Maica] Pepe.

[Pepe] Hello, my dear.

Listen. I'm paying back what I owe you.

I leave in the morning.

And I've too many outstanding debts as it is.

Sweetie, you don't need to pay me back.

-You've been through enough. -No.

Thanks, but no. I'll have none of that.

That's all of it, but just check

Okay. If you insist.

Hey.

It's you.

It is I. And you are you, and we are us.

-It's just fantastic, isn't it? -[laughs]

How are you, how are things?

Well, I'm just...

I'm good.

Thanks to you.

You were simply

incredible.

No, the Incredible Hulk does whatever it is the Incredible Hulk does.

Hey, I'm thinking,

why don't you join us over here for a drink or two?

I'm celebrating rejoining the police force.

-Congratulations. -Thank you so much.

But I have to go back.

I'm returning to the foundation to finish packing all of my things.

I leave in the morning.

I'm glad I got to see you again.

Take care, Ezequiel.

Thank you again.

And thanks to you, as well.

[Maica] Goodbye.

[Sanchís] Bye, Maica.

Hey, hey, hey!

Sanchís.

Let me buy you a shot.

No, no.

No, no, no, no. I don't drink anymore.

With these shakes, how am I supposed to give my mother her heparin?

Cinderella!

I'm off to find some other Cinderellas and party!

What'd he say?

Don't get crazy!

[cell phone ringing]

Son of a bitch.

-Son of a bitch! -[can rattling]

[whistling]

[sniffling]

[sighs heavily]

[Ezequiel] You okay, Maica?

Hi there.

Yes, I'm all right.

Crying is healthy.

I think it's very important to

validate every single emotion.

I easily validate my emotions like six, seven,

eight times a day, at least. Yes, I get it, I get it.

I could also, you know, take you somewhere else.

Hey I'm not flirting with you, it's just...

maybe you'd like to validate your emotions

somewhere you won't have to freeze your pretty ass off.

All right.

All right.

Maica...

Maica, don't leave Entrevías,

because the truth is, there are no pretty girls like you around town.

-You can't leave. -[laughs]

I'm sure I haven't been a "girl" for years now.

And they say that beauty is only skin deep.

Well.

Here in Entrevías, there are a few who'd validate your emotions.

[laughs]

You don't mean that.

-Of course. -[laughs]

Just a few drinks in me, and I start getting delirious, is that it?

[Maica laughing]

Well.

-Well. -Thanks for the ride, Ezequiel.

-I really enjoyed this. -I did, as well. [chuckles]

All the best, my flower.

I like that you call me "flower," here we smoke flowers.

Don't cry, Maica. Don't cry or you'll look like Mari Trini.

After a storm, the sun rises again.

And you shine as bright as the sun.

[kisses]

-Ciao. -See you.

[engine starts]

Okay, team. Everybody's wearing gloves, right?

What? Why are you here?

We're cleaning this up.

Look. We brought all new materials.

We plan to reconstruct the foundation.

No, no, listen, I...

I can't pay for this.

Oh, oh my God!

Where did you get all of this?

[Santí] That doesn't matter, Mom.

The only thing that matters is launching your project.

No, no, no, guys, no. I can't accept it.

It's been decided, Maica.

[Maica] But... why are you doing this?

Because we want you to stay.

Oh, my boy...

Hey guys. Let's clean this up. Stage all the rubble over here.

Until we can finish clearing it out.

You came too.

Yes, Mama. I did.

Come here.

My child.

My child, my child...

[sighs happily]

[clears throat]

[sighs]

Hello, Victor.

I'm your grandfather.

No, what the hell am I saying?

I'm your great-grandfather. Tirso.

This is ridiculous.

You don't understand a word I'm saying.

But your mother's convinced my words will help, I guess.

I want to be absolutely clear with you right from the very top.

I'm sorry, but I don't like babies.

But, as a baby, there's an easy fix for that.

You get older.

Then you and I will get along famously.

It's enough that you're not a bum,

or a jerk,

or a criminal, of course.

But otherwise, just be yourself.

Unless you end up liking tattoos

Or techno-rap music, like your father does,

then you had better not be yourself.

I'll have to talk to your mother about your surname.

Because these days, everyone changes everything.

They change their nationality, they change their sex,

why not change your surname too?

Victor Abantos.

That is a name that'll go places.

One other thing.

The world is going to hell.

Every day it gets bad.

Entrevías is the worst of it all.

But even still,

life is a beautiful thing.

And so,

you bounce back quickly.

That's an order.

If you recover from this,

I swear that I'll never fail to be there for you.

Whatever happens,

how you live your life,

I'll be a part of everything.

[emotional music playing]

I think you were right.

I should leave Entrevías.

[police siren chirps]

No honor among thieves, isn't that what they say? Very nice.

Hey, don't take this the wrong way,

I don't know you, so maybe you're new, but...

but I'm also a cop, buddy, I'm... [laughs]

I'm the hero on TV, man!

The Ezeeks, and tomorrow I'm joining you!

Get out of the car.

Come on, we gotta get along.

So tomorrow, once I'm reinstated, I'll bring you a box of pastries.

Come on, let me go, man.

Get out or I'll do it for you.

Okay, I'll get out, sure.

But no fucking box of pastries for you!

-So what's this about? -Open the trunk.

-Why? -Open the goddamn trunk.

I swear, man.

I swear I'm a cop, pal.

I'm rejoining, I... I start tomorrow. Look, we'll call the station.

Put that fucking phone down and open the trunk.

Right now!

You hear me, fucker? Open the goddamn trunk.

Let's go. Hurry the fuck up.

Hands up and don't move!

This isn't my dope, man, these are not mine, they're not mine.

[man] Central, I need backup for an arrest on Guadiana Street.

This shit isn't mine.

I said this shit isn't mine, man.

So who sent you?

One of Nata's little birdies?

Know what? Just call it a hunch.

Looks like I was right on.

[grunting]

-Hey! -A hunch?

You got some fuckin' balls there. So who the fuck are you?

And why the fuck are you doing all of this?

-I'm not fuckin' going back to prison. -Give me the gun, don't be stupid.

Shut the fuck up!

For the first time in my whole fuckin' life

things are finally working out.

And I'm not going back to a fucking jail cell

for your fucking ass!

So who the fuck are you?

-Who the fuck sent you to do this? -Give me the gun.

There's no way out of this. Right?

A rat like me always finds a way out.

[body thuds]

[railcars rattling on tracks]

Oh, shit.

Shit. Holy shit.

[siren wailing in distance]

Oh, shit.

[tires squeal]

They're discharging Victor. We're all going home.

Please, I'd love to see Victor.

I'm gone for two minutes and suddenly this woman's back in the family?

[Maica] "Woman."

That's a big compliment coming from you.

Son of a bitch.

There's a possible witness to the death of Linares.

[groaning]

I got you, you son of a bitch.

[Tirso] If I'm gone that witch will pounce on my family and that's unacceptable.

I don't know if it's because you hate her,

but it's clear that you are willing to do anything for that woman,

but not for me.

[Tirso] I'll go, but only for a little while,

until things calm down.

What do you say we warm things up a bit?

[Gladys] Oh my God!

-Santí! -Santí we're coming!

-Santí! -You bastards!

[Sanchís] I will call Tirso.

[Gladys] No! Don't tell Tirso, okay?

[Sanchís] I'll follow them, but they're gonna see us.

[Pepe] Turn in there.

They're coming this way.

-They have guns. There's only one choice. -Pepe.

You're not gonna...

Help me!

[Romero] Drop it. Ezequiel!