Buenas Chicas (2024)

[bunniefuu]

Grandmother.

The moment has arrived.

Heavens, it's a disaster.

Dear Aunt Esmeralda,

we urgently need help.

Sweet girls.

Is this really the best you could find?

I'm sorry. These are fine.

Fine, we'll wait.

You can do this.

Focus, dignity, restraint.

Don't let them tempt you.

Just stick to your arguments.

Turn off your emotions.

Billie's going to k*ll it.

Her first closing argument. I'm so proud.

But that black tent...

That collar is way too tight.

- It's called a jabot.

- A what?

A jabot. And under that gown

you can do lots of things.

All rise.

Come on.

We'll proceed the case

Woon Welzijn Invest

versus owners' association Ooievaarsnest.

Ms. Doesburg, go ahead.

Your honour, the past two hours

Mr. Faber made his plea

about supposed irregularities

within this case.

Ooievaarsnest unlawfully claims

that Woonwelzijn Invest is responsible

for all costs deriving from the fire.

That awful fire.

But that fire...

That awful fire...

That's what we all think, right?

Of course.

Is...

In accordance with Article 24d, paragraph

3 of the Social Lease Agreement

- there's no reason to cease payment.

- You think that's reasonable?

We're talking about seventeen families

living below the poverty line.

Because of the fine print

you are forcing them to pay rent

for a home that's burnt to the ground.

Is Billie representing

the housing corporation?

That's what she's been doing.

Tenant and landlord are all obliged

to keep to what we've agreed to.

My client might be a successful investor...

but...

In the end they don't give a rat's a*s

about the people who are living there.

Ms. Doesburg, language.

It's not easy when you grew up

in a neighbourhood like that.

Get lost, Faber. You and your lawyer

family and your expensive homes

and that sad Bir parked on the sidewalk.

It's much easier

to represent the good guys.

Ms. Doesburg,

this is not how we do things here.

No?

I just couldn't. Poor girl.

It's not normal that we...

- She had nothing to do with this case.

- What?

- He purposely asked her to come in late.

- I don't believe you.

It's the oldest trick in the book.

I messed up. You told me so many times.

You need to have a trump card. Or two.

Go.

And? Did you win?

Billie was great. She was on fire.

The client, the counterparty

and the judge were all impressed.

- Floris, did she win?

- No.

- She's a stain on our clean jacket.

- A stain.

She's not what we need.

She's not functioning properly.

Speaking about people

not functioning properly...

My son is a work in progress.

He's a semi-finished product

and he gets that.

And then... Bam.

That boomer said:

"That's not how we do things here."

Girl, I ain't gonna lie,

I saw the fire in you.

It really came from deep down.

That's sweet of you to say, L.

I just don't get you're on the side

of those liars.

Even a simple chick like me

can see they're not okay people.

Everyone has a right to be represented.

And you're not simple.

The next thing you're gonna say is that

you want to help everyone. World peace.

Just admit you want to be

a ruthless lawyer.

- Without a conscience or remorse.

- Without a student debt.

With a corner office.

A nice, sweet and handsome man

who takes care of you.

Deep, Coos. Very deep.

Do you still have dirty secret sex

with that cute Rogier?

What? As if she isn't your side chick.

Rogier and I

are just friends with benefits

without the friends part.

We're both fine with that.

You are. Rogier isn't.

He likes you.

No way. We're both on the same page.

She pulled a hammy.

She's doing stunts

for a new MeToo-themed web series.

She's doubling

for a woman who takes revenge.

I took out at least five men today.

How?

- Like this.

- Oh, my God.

And then I think about Billie and Rogier

in bed. Will you play Billie?

- Sure. Oh, Rogier.

- Billie.

Girls.

We won't stop until you tell us everything

about your love life.

Non existent. I live for my job.

This is Billie.

During the day she lives for her job.

But at night, this chick

sits proud on Rogier's d*ck.

Correction:

during the day she lives for her job.

And at night she makes sure

someone shuts up in time.

Do you want me to continue?

My jaws hurt.

What are you thinking about?

About what I could have done

differently in court.

It's not your fault.

Because I'm the King, right?

We're already late.

Your mum doesn't like me and after

yesterday she even likes me less.

- Bil?

- Yes?

Can't we just tell my mum

we're together?

- What did you say?

- Why is that so weird?

You have a last name that works for you.

I don't.

But when you're with me,

my name works for you too.

That's not really my thing.

Don't you want people to want you

because you're good at what you do?

No, I don't.

- What do we do now?

- I want to break things off.

I never got the friends with benefits

without the friends part.

Are you breaking up with me?

...and then all documents

for the entire area are complete.

Nothing will stand in the way

of your new golf resort.

But what about section 33.9?

To be able to start building fast,

I thought we'd just work around it.

- Honey, isn't that where...

- My favourite hole needs to go. Hole 18.

Yours too, right?

It's our favourite hole.

Our absolute favourite.

Can't you get us that piece of land?

It really is a dealbreaker for us.

As your counsellor I only want the best.

But that piece of land...

One big rock field. Desolate,

deserted, golf ba*ls will get lost,

buggies will get stuck,

you'll get many complaints.

- It'll cost you members.

- That doesn't sound very nice.

And that land belongs to a senile crofter,

who once in a while produces wine

off of the last surviving vines.

First push, then pull.

- He's slow and he's got principles.

- People with principles.

Regarding the facts, I'd leave it.

I wouldn't take our foot

off the gas in this phase.

I say: put that senile crofter

in an understaffed nursing home,

blow up the rocks with dynamite

and the eighteenth hole is born.

Okay, will do.

Kiss my a*s.

Kiss my big fat white a*s.

I quit.

I'm happy you could find the time

to join us today, Floris.

Of course, Marly.

And I'd like to speak with you later.

- Are you okay?

- Sure. Never better.

Let's see. The HR honours are mine today.

- Madelon has a burn-out.

- Too bad for her.

Yeah, it's very unfortunate.

Alright, the first HR point

is that we won't extend your contract.

- I'm sorry?

- Your contract won't be extended.

Did I miss something?

You've been working here for a year

and we don't see any progress.

- So, I'm sorry.

- We're sorry.

You're a sweet kid,

but you're not carved from the right wood.

Too thin. The wood. The wood is too thin.

- Is it because I slept with Rogier?

- Pardon me?

Because if that's it,

you should know it's over.

I broke things off. My career comes first.

- But she stayed strong.

- Never sh*t where you eat.

Floris. Floris?

Floris?

- Dead?

- Completely. That's what she said, right?

First he felt reborn and then suddenly...

I just don't get it.

I wouldn't be surprised

if Marly's message was the final straw.

That's what you hear, right?

People dying after getting bad news?

Marly is right.

I'm not carved from the right wood.

Do you see this?

This is what I'm going to do to Marly.

You know what I think?

f*ck the whole corrupt Zuidas crap.

I'm done.

To a new start. Wherever that might be.

f*ck Marly Roemer and Melvin Smit.

- To Floris Welling.

- To Floris Welling.

My name is on a sticky note.

Floris Welling wrote my name on a note

and stuck it on a file.

He wants me to take over the case.

Sweet Billie, we're in an important

meeting. Would you mind...

But I know Floris.

He doesn't do things without a reason.

This means something.

It's that Madjid Adnan case.

That arrogant fitness equipment importer,

who doesn't do fitness,

and that awful friend of his, who thinks

anyone and everything can be bought.

Floris wants me to bring it to a good end.

You're well-informed

about my business activities.

I'm sorry. I really am.

Our Billie took Floris' death a bit hard.

We all do. How are things coming along

with the eighteenth hole?

We want to close the deal this week.

- That hole is the only thing on our minds.

- The only thing.

Maybe we should look

at other options as well.

Okay, so they're in a hurry. The quickest

way is face to face. I'm going to Spain.

Why wouldn't I send Rogier to Spain?

It's a simple, marked out task.

He should be able to execute it perfectly.

Exactly.

I'm specialized in international law

and you never know what you come across.

But I know Salou like the back of my hand.

It's in Valencia.

- Okay, Billie.

- We could also go together.

Out of the question.

Your hormones aren't fully grown yet,

and your blood flows to the wrong parts.

And if I succeed,

you'll give me my job back.

Deal.

You can do this.

Focus, dignity, restraint.

Don't let them tempt you

and turn off your emotions.

Yes.

- Ms. Doesburg?

- Billie.

You look like you could use some rest.

Are you going on holiday?

No, it's a business trip.

Surprise. You didn't think we would

let you go alone, did you?

Seriously? This isn't a holiday.

We were with you when you first kissed,

first went to camp,

when you first smoked and drank.

Your first broken heart...

Which was your last as well.

Your first festival

and your first court case. So...

We're joining you

on your first trip abroad.

And Coosje says she's fluent in Spanish.

My besties. My buenas chicas.

There they are. The three musketeers.

- Coos, how's it going?

- Never better.

Bil?

Bil.

sh*t.

Girls, there's a small problem.

The name of the land owner was here.

We'll first drive past land registry.

But those municipal institutions

always are terrible slow.

I'll wrap them around my little finger.

I'm good at that.

Lying and deceiving.

But we don't mind.

- No?

- No.

That's why top lawyer Billie Doesburg

needs her two advisors

on this all-inclusive trip.

Hello.

- Number?

- Fourteen.

- Ticket?

- Yeah, so... I don't really have fourteen.

- But it's an emergency.

- Of course. I can help you.

After the other 79 people before you.

I'm so sorry. I am a typical Dutch person.

I am so rude, I have no manners.

I have a very loud voice. I'm sorry.

Maybe we can arrange something?

You give me the name of the owner

of this piece of land here.

- Montesanco. And then I give you...

- You give me what?

Cash?

You tourists coming here,

thinking you can just pay things of.

No, I'm not a tourist.

Here, I'm a lawyer.

And this is a very important case.

It's muy, muy, muy importante.

And the owner is very rich.

And it's your job to help me.

Yes? For the karma points.

Next.

We can cross fastlane, bribery

and karma points off of our planning list.

There's one thing we need to do.

We need to go there now.

Okay.

Operation Buenas Chicas.

What the hell?

Yes.

- Fill her up.

- Oh, my God.

It's an all-inclusive trip, right?

Do you want a FreeBee?

- Hello.

- Number one.

It'll be 33 euro.

Do you want a FreeBee?

Thanks. Bye.

Hello.

Station three, please.

It'll be 44,56.

Thanks.

- And the FreeBee?

- I only have one left.

Well, one is enough.

- She can have it.

- No.

I want to give it to you.

Not to this panda here.

- You have...

- Pretty eyes?

I'm not falling for that.

Just because you gave me a compliment,

does not mean I give away my FreeBee.

Excuse me. I'm talking to the gentleman.

No, Patricia. I don't want it.

She can have it.

Bil. Today.

I'm sorry, L. That macho guy behind me

tries to steal my free thingy.

He's probably used to getting what he

wants because he has a cute face.

You take this wannabe macho, then

I'll take the chick behind the counter.

L, you're lucky

I'm in a sensible mood today.

Come on.

- Come here. Yes.

- I'm sorry.

Catch.

Your FreeBee. Put it on your bike.

With your pretty eyes.

According to Google Maps,

this is Montesanco.

Wow, party village.

Hello, ladies.

Bil, you'll never guess

what seor Gomez does as well.

Nordic walking?

He's the mayor

of this nice little village.

Seor, tell my friend how you got the job.

I promised them three things.

Peace, love and harmony for everyone.

He promised the villagers three things.

Peace, love and ammonia.

- Ammonia?

- And then he got the job.

I wish you an unforgettable wine trip.

Thanks.

- He wishes us a very nice wine trip.

- Well, vamos, chicas.

I'm surprised. It's harvest time

and they could use some extra hands.

All owners of Montesanco

are hard at work.

The owners of Montesanco

don't have hands.

- Duolingo? Really?

- Otherwise I'll miss my streak.

- I'm already at day four.

- Jesus.

Did you say "owners"? Multiple?

PRIVATE PROPERTY

First push, then pull.

First push and then pull.

Hello, Dutch girls.

- How does she know?

- We're such cheeseheads. Especially you.

Hello, madam.

Hello, madam.

You have a very, very beautiful place.

Muy, muy pretty.

We are looking for the...

Dueo.

Well, thank you, three musketeers.

I feel tired already.

- Who is that?

- A pretty boy with a wheelbarrow.

Hello, sir.

Just ignore us.

As if women aren't important. Sexist.

- Wildly attractive, silent men.

- Girls, focus.

Everyone could be the owner.

We have to focus on the right person.

Guys, this way. Come on.

Or persons.

Check. I'll take that chick.

She's the owner type. Nice and bossy.

I'll go after that guy

with the wheelbarrow.

Then I'll go question grandma.

Hello? Madam?

sh*t.

Can I help you?

Wait.

You?

Yes, I live here. What's your excuse

for licking my ice cubes?

Billie.

Bruno.

I'm... We're on a wine trip.

Kind of a girls' trip.

And we'd like to taste some wine,

so I thought...

Do you know who the owner is?

Or are you the owner?

- As well.

- Of course, as well.

You wouldn't expect that. A Dutch owner.

- My mother is Spanish.

- Oh, nice. Ol.

So is it possible?

It's the busiest week of the year.

Harvest week.

I'm afraid we don't have time.

Okay, well...

Were you happy with your FreeBee?

Come on in, Paco. She doesn't bite.

Only in ice cubes.

It's mucho rude to use a language

I don't understand.

Dutch women

are more complicated than Spanish.

Fine, forget it.

But the most complicated grapes

give the best wine.

It's so quiet here. I come from the city.

So many noises.

Where I work,

on the cheese stall on the market...

Loud voices.

Nice and juicy oranges.

Only 2 euros.

But here... tranquilo.

A bit like you.

Oh, sorry.

You're deaf? You don't hear me at all?

Ro-dri-go.

Come on.

I hate this thing.

Guys, seriously. Get to work. Quickly.

- You're drowning it.

- What?

Are you crazy?

I needed to ignite it. The pressure

in the cylinder wasn't high enough.

- Allegra.

- Luna.

Can I help you? Are you lost?

We're on a wine trip and we were wondering

whose beautiful casa this is.

It's mine. Not just mine.

I'm sorry, I really need to get on.

Unless...

Guys?

So these three girls will help us

with the harvest this week.

I told them

you'll help us with the harvest.

We don't need help.

We do. Don't be so stubborn.

What do three Dutch chicks know

about harvesting? With all due respect.

Shouldn't all the owners decide together?

Bruno sometimes forgets Montesanco

is also Rodrigo's, Gitana's and mine.

- You are on a wine trip, right?

- Yes.

Where better to start

than at this beautiful casa?

Harvesting is hard work. It takes more

than just enjoying a nice glass of wine.

It takes passion, knowledge, skill.

Billie is a sommelier.

- She is?

- Yes, I am.

Wine is everything to me.

I live and breathe it.

It really is my passion.

And Allegra is a parttime stuntwoman.

Super strong. Never complains.

- She functions all day every day.

- And Coosje...

- Her favourite food is grapes.

- Yes.

Yes.

Five women. I can't compete with that.

That went great, girls. Working our

asses off in a vineyard. I'm excited.

I don't think they're a close-knit family

that cares about their land.

- Why did you say I'm a sommelier?

- That was cold.

Thanks to Coosje

it's not game-over for you.

"Your honour, the past two hours

Mr. Faber made his sad plea

and I'm getting very annoyed by that."

"Get lost, Faber. With your sad Bir

parked on the sidewalk."

- Did you see the look on this face.

- With his Bir.

"Colleague." Who speaks like that?

Bil, our great leader. What's the plan?

I say: make them a fat offer and done.

Bruno might be a man of principles.

Everyone has their price.

A man of principles as well.

Why would they sell their life's work

to some dumb cheeseheads?

We need to win them over.

We only make a chance if they trust us.

And that's got nothing to do

with that handsome deaf guy?

Yes, I swear.

- It's too early.

- Regret it already?

How long will the picking take?

It depends on how fast you are.

Normally one crate takes an hour.

And what's the record?

Because I'm setting a new one.

Be careful. It's super sharp.

It'll cut off your finger.

- Como abrazar a un ser querido.

- What?

- As if you're embracing a loved one.

- And

castrating him.

- L, how's it going?

- 53 minutes.

- The next one I'll keep under 50.

- I meant with...

As if you're embracing a loved one.

Where did you get that? That's mine.

- "As if you're embracing a loved one."

- Luna said it.

Of course, I'm sorry. Proceed.

- Como abrazar a un ser querido.

- And castrate.

- You're bleeding.

- Don't you need to get to work?

- No.

- Come here.

- Put some pressure on it.

- Thanks.

- Nice band aid.

- Maybe you should quit.

It's just a little cut.

We've got a deadline, right?

Tough girl.

Come on, just for a little bit.

How's it going over there?

I thought I'd check in.

- Are you done? Are you chilling?

- Rogier, it's the middle of the night.

I thought: maybe we could have

a little online... You know.

- Seriously?

- I...

Billie?

Wait, who's that guy?

Why are you on your knees? Billie?

- I was looking for a paracetamol.

- Okay, come on.

Nice talk, or wasn't it?

- That's not a little cut.

- What?

That you're a strong one.

You sound cute when you speak Spanish.

- Not when I speak Dutch?

- It's different.

- Say something.

- What do you want me to say?

I don't know, just something random.

You've got beautiful eyes.

- What does that mean?

- That I'm almost done with your hand.

What are you doing?

I'm dressing her wound.

Normally he doesn't show his caring side.

Or are you dressing the wound

in your own heart?

Good night.

Take good care of yourself.

- Take care of yourself.

- You too. Ten cuidado.

- Okay. All done.

- Thanks. Ten cuidado.

Aye-aye, colleague Doesburg.

Hello... Dutch soulmate.

Thanks.

Did you sleep well?

I'll have the girls sort and press.

We're going to have to work fast today.

Tomorrow we'll have bad weather, so we

need to finish before it starts raining.

Okay, fine.

Are you happy with the extra hands?

Or are they distracting you too much?

I won't name any names.

Okay, guys. Finish your coffees

and cigarettes. Get to work.

Yes. Trabajar.

- You can't work with that hand.

- Of course I can.

Let me see.

Vamos.

You look familar.

Yeah, I have a very average face.

Of course. That must be it.

I don't understand you. Why didn't you

take her to a doctor sooner?

You probably forced here to work.

You're a tyrant.

Please hold still.

So you're available

for all your patients, even at night?

This is what you get

with cheap, unexperienced laborers.

So, you're from Holland.

I understand

why all those Dutchies come here.

I wouldn't be able to live in a country

where they have a cheese sandwich

and a glass of milk for lunch.

Such a lovely country.

- What's she saying?

- Nothing. She's worried.

And I never got used to the language.

"Bezorgd."

- Like phlegm in the back of your throat.

- Just do your job.

- What's going on?

- Nothing.

By the way, you don't look well.

Okay, you need an injection, darling.

Tetanus, for disinfection.

- I'll wait in the hall.

- Stay. Please.

Alright.

Sweetheart, why do you work for him?

Oh, because I love wine

and I love Spain.

And I just... I...

really want to work on a winery

and he's really nice to work with.

- Billie is a sommelier.

- Really?

Finally, the woman for you.

I knew you preferred women

with sturdy calves from all that biking.

I told him to take good care of you.

Nice lady, that doctor.

- Don't you agree?

- She only thinks about money.

Everyone does, a little bit. Don't you?

Do I look like I think money's important?

What if someone wants to buy your

vineyard. How much do you want for it?

- It isn't for sale.

- Anything is. For the right price.

You're image of the world is messed up.

- Not even five million?

- It's not for sale. It's priceless.

Oh, lord. Yes, I'm nearly there.

You stupid idiot.

How could you forget?

I'm sorry, we have to...

The picking is going to have to wait.

Your tempo almost gives me a seizure.

ADHD and time pressure. The ideal

combination when you want to go fast.

If something happens to me,

I want to donate my body to science.

Luna, where are you?

Get down.

Here's Crissy.

My ex sister-in-law. I missed you so much.

So good of you to also hire people

who have problems managing their weight.

I support body positivity.

- What did she say?

- That she's searching for her heart.

What are you doing here?

I'm bringing Paco's diabetes pills

and painkillers for your new colleague.

But I don't know her last name.

I see you've got more skipping around.

Well, skipping...

I thought I heard the devil.

So, where's your other Dutch friend,

with the hand?

- Who wants to know?

- I want to know.

- And who are you?

- Who are you?

I am Allegra Duval. Stuntwoman.

First of her name.

Queen of the buenas chicas.

And protector of the casa.

Jesus, you're all crazy.

And what is your friend's name?

She needs medication.

I'm a doctor.

She's not lying.

Doesburg. Billie Doesburg.

See? That wasn't so hard.

- Ciao, ciao.

- Ciao, ciao.

Thanks.

Hey, you can do this.

Can I do something?

- Yes, please. If you want to.

- Of course.

I'll just tell them you're a sommelier.

This feeling is magical.

I've always wanted to do this.

Am I the only one who sees

how much work we've still got to do?

The press is over there.

Rodrigo knows that.

The foot press is a relic from Gitana.

I don't know what you're saying,

but I fully agree.

And you have a beautiful smile.

Do you earn money with being strong?

I'm sorry. Billie, where are you?

Did they have to amputate your hand?

Bruno took me to a wine tasting

with wine growers and wine buyers

and now I have to sell his wine.

That's fun, isn't it?

I'm mashing grapes with Rodrigo.

Coosje? I don't know what I have to say.

I don't know anything about wine.

I know. Just talk about something totally

different you do know something about,

and pretend you're talking about the wine.

- Billie, they want your opinion.

- I'm coming.

Here.

- This bapal...

- Bobal.

Of course, that on-going discussion.

Bobal. Babol.

You just need to let it sit for a bit.

Then it'll show its true colours.

It's Spanish.

With a touch of Dutch groundedness.

Rugged, honest, tough.

But also kind and reliable, I think.

Sexy too. With a...

A light, salty smell.

I wouldn't call it sweaty.

Interesting. Nicely put. Sturdy too.

Muscular, I would say. With ba*ls.

I couldn't have said it better, Billie.

- May we quote you in our brochure?

- "Muscular, with ba*ls."

- Of course.

- Bruno, congratulations.

If it all goes well, your Bobal will be

in the supermarkets around Christmas time.

Thanks.

This is great, don't you think?

It could save us. Thank you.

Don't celebrate too soon.

They'll start with a small batch.

But if it sells well,

it could be our financial salvation.

Gotcha. You do care about money.

Liar.

You haven't been honest either.

About your job.

- You haven't been a sommelier very long.

- You got me.

And to be completely honest...

That doctor, Cristina...

She's my ex wife.

It's fantastic. Great.

I told you.

So Bruno doesn't want to sell at all?

Honestly, I'm glad about that.

It's not okay to lie.

These people are so sweet.

Can't we just tell them who we are?

We can't, now.

But apart from Bruno,

the rest has to agree too.

I mean, Gitana doesn't care about money.

Luna's blood, sweat and tears

are in this vineyard and Rodrigo...

He does what he feels.

And my feeling about his felling is...

Mi casa es su casa.

This is their home.

If they take the money, they can start

a new vineyard someplace else.

Rodrigo told me some of the vines

are as old as 70 years old.

You can't just move them.

It's not easy, but we're on a mission.

Mission: Billie wants her job back,

at all cost.

- It's not just about me.

- No?

- No, about Floris too.

- Floris is history.

- Rodrigo told me...

- Rodrigo can't speak.

You know, I can only think: what happened

to the Billie who wholeheartedly said:

f*ck Marly Roemer and Melvin Smit.

Do you think Billie is over me?

Billie is influencing the owner.

It's a bit more difficult than we thought.

But this makes it a little better.

It's the owner.

Not my type, but I think any woman

would fall for a guy like that instantly.

Billie too?

No, she's got bad taste in men.

Don't worry.

Floris had very big shoes to fill.

- A lot of book, not so much cover.

- And this is all cover.

Let's not let our emotions

get in the way.

That never did anyone any good.

And Floris...

You know how it works, Marly. If one

thing fails, the rest follows soon after.

I need to find another firm

to handle my business.

I'd like to stress that Billie,

our best junior lawyer

and protge of our beloved Floris,

only left three days ago.

- I have complete faith in her.

- Complete faith.

I'll give you another 48 hours.

For Floris.

Wherever he may be.

- If the deal isn't closed by then...

- Our business is history.

Trouble in paradise?

- Do you have to move that much?

- I can't sleep.

- Let me guess. It starts with a B.

- Okay, good night.

And it ends with "uno".

I see the way you look at him.

You're in love.

- Yes, you're in love.

- I'm in love?

Yes, that's why you're so grumpy.

You feel guilty

and you take it out on us.

"Oh, Bruno. My sweet Bruno,

give me your juicy lips and kiss me."

"Billie, the way you pick the grapes...

So sexy."

Okay, maybe I do like him

a very tiny bit.

- Finally.

- But I can't.

Crap. What should I do?

Okay, we'll tell them

who we really are.

We'll tell Marly to go to hell

and you'll go and look for a new job.

So actually we're going back

to "f*ck Roemer Smit without Welling".

I'll think of something.

I want this to work for everyone.

You can't. You have to choose.

- Shall we vote?

- Yes, I vote for Montesanco.

Okay, two votes for Montesanco,

one abstention.

In this democratic bedroom

that means that...

Okay, I'll decide tomorrow. Happy now?

- Bruno, I...

- Look.

- Do you know the movie Die Hard?

- With Bruce Willis?

The vine of the bobal

is the die-hard of the grapes.

The first years

it purposely gets too little water.

Only the strongest vines

survive this drought.

The die-hards.

And after a few years a grape will grow.

Which, despite the drought,

is so concentrated and aromatic

you just have to fall in love with it.

Nice.

Yippie ki yay, m*therf*cker.

- Hello?

- Hi.

It's Cristina.

It is time I check your hand.

- My hand is okay.

- No, it is not.

I have interesting information for you,

Ms. Billie Doesburg.

Lawyer at RSW.

I will be there in ten minutes.

- Are you okay?

- Yes, I have to go.

Today, I will make you very happy.

That's nice.

Congratulations.

I will sell you Montesanco.

What?

I'm 51 percent owner of that boring place.

So, I sell, you win, Bruno loses

and I win too.

So, two winners and one big fat loser.

- How does that sound?

- I don't understand.

I sold only 49 percent

of the property to them.

Now you understand.

But why didn't you sell everything

if you hate that place so much?

Because the poor people

couldn't afford to pay me enough.

Not even between the four of them.

The wine fanatic, the unstable sister,

the junkie grandmother and the deaf guy.

They will be better off

with a lot of money. Trust me.

But they will never leave Montesanco.

When the owner of the majority

of land, so me, wants to sell,

the others have no choice

as to sell as well.

Look, it says right there.

You are a really good lawyer.

You shouldn't let any man

stand in the way of your dreams.

Xenia, could you put me through to Marly?

I think the deal is closed.

What do you mean you're bored?

Archiving comes with the job, honey.

Just give me something.

Something I can put on my Linkedln

profile, something that generates likes.

It's Billie. The deal is closed.

Billie, darling. Tell me everything.

Wiggling room? I think

I have to talk to Madjid about that.

But I think that threating language

and a little bit of jargon...

- Mom.

- One moment. What is it?

Cash. She has to pay in cash.

That's how they roll in Spain.

Well done, Billie.

Good luck tomorrow and keep me posted.

In Casa de Papel

everyone pays cash. Real bills.

And how do you think she gets that?

Pull a million out of an ATM?

Let me get this straight. That brilliant

Floris worked on this for months.

Why hadn't he bought it from Cristina?

- I don't know. That's what bothers me.

- Cristina is lying.

I can feel it in my left toe.

It's tingling. She's jealous.

She's got it in writing.

- Now you can close the deal?

- And fulfil Floris' wish.

- And we can go home.

- So Montesanco will be a golf resort.

And Billie will get her job back.

Or...

you don't buy out Cristina

and you find a job with nice colleagues.

Nice. Then Bruno, Gitana,

Luna and Rodrigo can stay here.

My dream, my incredibly high

student loan. For what?

- I'm one big failure.

- You...

You're our best friend

and you're going to do the right thing,

because you're Billie.

Time for the truth.

And do it quickly, then it won't hurt

as much. Just like with a band aid.

Buenas Chicas.

We've done it. We're done harvesting.

Thank you. You came at the right moment.

Fiesta?

Hey, diehard.

- Did I scare you away this morning?

- No.

It took long enough. Thanks.

Come, I want to show you something.

Come.

This is it.

Don't you wonder what I'm doing here?

You're on a wine trip

with your two best friends.

You secretly eat out of pans

and you're a bad worker.

And your wine knowledge

isn't sufficient for a sommelier.

You get irritated very quicky.

What?

You can tell me anything.

I'm so proud we did it.

Our first harvest.

And I'm especially proud of you,

Billie Doesburg.

Because you told Bruno the truth.

Me too. I never thought you'd do it.

And he wasn't even angry.

He's such a sweetheart.

I would have punched you.

He must really love you, Bil.

You're so lucky.

Yes, I really am.

Okay, b*tch. You're just going

to tell him. Just like a band aid.

Hello, beautiful.

Hey, about last night...

So? Are you sorry?

No, it was great.

The feeling was right, in that moment.

But I'm not who you think I am.

First push, then pull.

Hello.

Hello.

- A supplier?

- I'll go.

- What the f*ck are you doing here?

- Funny you use that word.

- I'm not here to play games.

- I can see that.

You need to go.

I'm not going anywhere. Why else would

I have spent two ours and twenty minutes

packed together

with a bunch of smelly people.

- Please go away. Do it for me.

- But I came here for you.

I thought you could use my help.

- I'm sorry in advance.

- What for?

It's been a long time

since I found a man in the bushes.

Thank you.

Aunt Esmeralda, you didn't tell me

about a fourth musketeer coming to help.

- This one is like an old rag.

- Yes.

We don't need your fertilizers.

I'm sorry.

Aren't you going to introduce me?

Bruno, this is my colleague, Rogier.

Your fellow sommelier?

- Sommelier?

- Sommelier.

- Welcome, Rogier.

- Yes.

I thought I'd come and take a look.

She'd been gone for quite some time.

That wouldn't be a problemo, right?

No, no problemo.

Billie told me all about you.

- Good. I'd like a nice glass of wine.

- No.

You have a meeting

with another vineyard, right?

Monte del Frigio.

Frigio? Funny. Never heard of it.

No, me neither.

That vineyard is going to have to wait.

This is the Bobal. My pride and joy.

- You'll probably know it.

- Bruno picks everything by hand.

He only uses the best people

you can imagine.

There's so much love

and attention in these wines.

That Bruno.

It's a new method.

You don't taste and spit it out.

It's more like the pull-in method.

If you get my drift.

I think Rogier would really like to taste

the Gran Reserva.

Yes, of course.

Wow. We did it, baby. It's genius

to present yourself as a sommelier.

This is what my mother taught us.

Get to know your opponent

and then go for the k*ll.

It's genius, manipulative and pathetic.

You got me thinking you liked the guy.

Stop. I made a mistake.

Montesanco isn't for sale.

Pardon me?

- It doesn't feel right. I can't do it.

- It doesn't feel right?

- It's complicated.

- From my point of view it's very simple.

David Copperfield could learn from this.

Only he had an assistant playing along.

Montesanco means the world

to these people.

And he's got an ex with a majority share,

so a no-go.

- An ex?

- Yes. Cristina. She's pretty intense.

Rogier, promise me you won't tell him?

- I want to tell him who I am myself.

- So you like him.

Is it love?

Why don't I tell him the good news?

Billie is my colleague at law firm

Roemer, Smit and Welling.

She came to you at the request

of Madjid Adnan.

He wants to turn your vineyard

into a golf resort.

Wait, no... This is supposed to be

the eighteenth hole.

I brought a suitcase

with an offer you can't refuse.

Lawyer?

Okay. How could I have been so stupid?

Our land isn't for sale.

It's priceless. Now leave.

Both of you.

How could you?

You were like family.

- I'm sorry.

- Me too. I'm sorry, Rodrigo.

With your ridiculous shoes. They're awful.

You told me you told him

and you said he was okay with it.

I lied. I'm sorry.

You're a good liar.

It's what you're trained to do.

That's what good lawyers do, right?

Lie until the other one breaks.

Rogier. You are like a...

How do you say it?

Like a magician.

That's what I said.

David Copperfield. You know him, right?

- Davy.

- I do not.

How are we going to persuade

the other shareholders?

- My name is Cristina.

- Yes, I am aware.

- That is enough.

- Because?

I have a Spanish temper.

Do you know a Spanish temper?

Maybe.

Have you ever shared a bed

with a Spanish woman?

Well, almost.

When I was on vacation in Salou.

Almost? Almost is nada.

- Well, I wouldn't say it was nothing.

- Take the spoon.

- Sorry?

- Take the spoon.

Now look. What do you see?

- Nothing.

- Exactly. Nothing.

Almost is nothing.

So what is the plan?

Tomorrow we will meet

with all the other shareholders.

I'm happy Montesanco

stays in the hands of Bruno.

That's the only good news.

No. Marly.

Rogier must have snitched on me.

She's going to be so mad.

- Karma.

- What she says.

Billie speaking.

I was convinced you didn't have it in you.

Always so clean,

always following the rules.

And look at you now.

Rogier and you can share Floris' office.

How would you like that?

What?

Marly, what has Rogier told you?

That Cristina agreed

and the deal is sealed tomorrow.

- Cristina?

- Madjid and Willem will fly over tomorrow.

- They can't wait to demolish everything.

- Demolish? No, wait.

So Floris was right.

You're capable enough.

Billie, you'll get your dream.

A permanent contract at RSW.

Congratulations, colleague Doesburg.

This is such a mess.

Mentor gone, lover gone.

Vineyard demolished, angry friends.

And a job I don't want anymore.

Kiss my a*s. Kiss my fat white a*s.

I quit. Wow, that felt good.

Control alt delete types like

Madjid Adnan and Willem Koster

who want to chase away small businesses

with their megalomanic projects.

Billie, I am going to miss you.

Last piece of advice:

don't fall for the same trap as I did.

Not every case

needs to be won at all cost.

Being true to yourself

is more important than anything.

But I don't have to tell you that,

with your "get lost, Faber" speech.

You would have told them already where

they could put their eighteenth hole.

You know what?

You just let me know

when you want to play some golf.

I'll arrange a VIP date.

I'm very good with the owners.

Like very good. Close, like this.

Oh, and this is my lovely assistant.

What the f*ck did you do?

So you spoke to Mum?

About our new office?

- Play together, share together.

- Are you crazy?

We finished Floris' case together.

You started it and I finished it.

Team Rogier-Billie.

- There is no team Rogier-Billie.

- Yes, there is. I am the king.

Right? A little king?

It's not too late.

We can file for an annulment.

Just say the client changed their minds.

Come on. I know you have a heart.

Maybe you can break my heart,

but you won't break my talent.

- Will you order another drink?

- Sure.

I changed my mind. I'm off.

Okay. Wait.

Take it.

Come on, take it.

Thanks.

Do you trust me?

One hundred percent.

When it comes to bad decisions.

Coosje, I didn't know you had it in you.

It's fine. I deserved it.

I discovered something

and I need you guys.

You need us?

Let's take the time to discuss

how we get your life back on track.

I'll tell Rodrigo

you did it all for me.

And that you wanted

to tell the truth all along.

And that you're the sweetest

and most beautiful girl in the world.

- Really?

- Of course. You're my best friend.

You both are.

Sweet girls.

Let go of me.

- Something's not right.

- Yeah, my legs.

Our room at Montesanco

is a palace compared to this.

Just be glad seor Gomez

had a spot for us.

- It's his duty as a mayor.

- No, it isn't.

I know.

Here, hold this.

- What are you doing?

- Look.

- Damn, girl. You're good.

- Nice.

- Do you see it?

- No.

It took us five years

to get the land just right.

This was going to be the first year

we broke even.

That I could give the guys a little extra

for their hard work.

But what you said about my wine...

That was spot on.

Maybe we can stop the sale.

No, it's done. In an hour

the shareholders' meeting will start.

Everyone understands

Cristina can do whatever she wants.

She can't. But I need your help. Please.

Grandmother?

I see you haven't forgiven the girl.

I can see it in your eyes.

Don't forget that everyone makes mistakes.

And forgiveness

cleanses your heart and your mind.

She thinks her career

is more important than your land.

I can't forgive her.

That's the advantage of being a gitana.

You can feel at home anywhere.

The world is my home. And yours.

We're all nomads.

Gitana, I need your help.

She needs your help.

Thank you, Aunt Esmeralda.

The three musketeers will finally do

what they came here for.

Hello, seora. Would you be so kind?

Even if Aunt Esmeralda rises from

her grave, I won't open the gate.

Let's give that senile crofter

a nice make-over.

Gentlemen, welcome.

Hi. I'm Cristina.

The owner of this wonderful property.

So good to meet two modern intelligent men

with such marvellous plans.

The pleasure is all ours.

Yeah, big ones.

Two is perfect. Gracias.

Welcome, welkom, bienvenido.

Today will be a great day.

Today will be a historic day.

Can you translate?

Because today we will hand over

this land to Madjid Adnan.

Philanthropist and golf lover.

And to his husband, Willem Koster-Adnan,

who will turn this into a dream resort.

Rogier's ego will make

buying time a lot easier.

And to make sure no ill*gal immigrants

or dead people will be voting today,

I have invited my dear friend,

mayor Gomez.

Make this clown stop.

Okay, Mr. Adnan already.

We're doing this together.

Your land, my dream. Progress is life.

Seor Gomez, the voting may commence.

The shareholders who are present

may vote on the matter

of the sale of Montesanco to Hole in One.

Sorry to interrupt.

What is it, darling?

I have to object. The voting process

cannot commence at this time.

Why not?

For one simple, but yet essential reason.

By law, the voting must be

by the majority vote.

I have the majority.

- We.

- No. I can prove it.

- What's going on here?

- Nothing to worry about.

Billie is a terrier. She can't let

this go. Not this case and not me.

As you all can see,

these two maps are identical.

Except for the fact that Cristina's map

has conveniently forgotten

about this piece of land here.

This is Gitana's property.

We can even see it from here.

In accordance with the legal documentation

it is unequivocally established

that Ms. Gitana, with no official

last name, owns this piece of land.

Therefore, my client

owns more land than Cristina.

That vixen won't give up that easily.

Nice try,

but your loophole isn't going to work.

Your objection is regarding farmland,

not inhabited land.

We can all see

there's a little house up there.

I'm sorry, but we can continue with

the voting. My colleague was wrong.

She was very wrong.

I'm sorry, Billie. Mr. Rogier is right.

I have a lot of mixed feelings

about Dutch people

but I have to admit,

you guys are efficient.

Raise your hand

if you're in favour of the sale.

All in favour of selling the place,

please raise your hand.

So funny. I'm still a winner.

Seor Gomez, the votes are known.

What are you waiting for?

What did you say? I got distracted.

Are we waiting for the bull fights to

be prohibited? Just hurry up, old man.

First push, then pull.

Can someone tell me what's so funny?

It's not inhabited land. It's farmland.

Not inhabited land. Farmland.

And that's her second trump card.

It's become farmland, now.

Which means that my ex colleague Rogier

and his client Cristina

now have 49 percent,

and therefore, cannot sell the land.

Alright.

Bam, m*therf*ckers.

Oh my god. Billie won her first case.

Billie, Billie, Billie.

Wait.

- Did you order those bulldozers?

- Si.

Dos excavadoras por favor.

Dos grandes.

But you need to make room

in your home for Gitana.

I thought you couldn't forgive me.

It was a lie. I learned from the best.

Dear ancestors, we can be happy.

Everything is as it should be.

The vines are ready for the new season.

The three musketeers can go home.

Or...

They'll stay for a little while.

But I have to get on with my journey.