01x05 - Dakota

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-Oh, no! I'm so sorry!
-sh*t.

-Forgive me.
-One minute.

I finished a room in nine minutes,
so I deserve this rest.

I'm ready.

-Does it hurt?
-Yes.

You're the new girl, right?

Here sweetie, take this.

It'll make you woozy,
but it will take the pain away

-from your lower back, wrists...
-Thanks.

I'm Desiré.

Sorry.

-Catalina Pardo. A pleasure to meet you.
-Catalina?

Yes.

What a pretty name!
My grandmother was Catalina.

-Can you help turn this around?
-God rest her soul.

I don't know why no one
is named Catalina anymore.

It's a very pretty name.

He didn't even look us in the face,
the jerk. f*cking as*h*le.

Grab the roughest roll
to give his a*s a scratching.

-They're all the same.
-We have to do something to him.

Look.

This will irritate his mucous membranes.

-Will it?
-Yep.

-Give it.
-No! I was just kidding!

-Don't chicken out now!
-No, I want to keep my job.

I do too.

Should I leave the paper here?

No, he can clean his a*s with water.

I have a feeling you and I are going to
have an awesome time together.

NO TRACES

Drop your weapons!

You drop yours!

What did you say?

Drop them now!

Take this you little b*tch!

Run for cover!

You assholes!

sh*t! f*ck!

Move back!

No!

Get back here!

Ubaldo!

Are you okay?

f*cking damn it, f*ck!

Take some time off.

Take a complete break from this place.

I'll do what I can about the disciplinary,

but the commissioner isn't happy about it.

I know.

Thanks, Juan.

Luis! What happened?

Where are Desi and Cata?

She'll look after your daughter for a bit.

Okay. Sweetie, I'll be right back.

-This way, please.
-Luis.

Your daddy will be back soon.
Are you thirsty or need the bathroom?

Hi, sweetie.

Do you remember me?

Did you see the two ladies
who met your daddy in the hotel?

Are you hungry? Let's get something.

The shootout took place here,

in Alicante's Meliá Hotel,
where Russian nationals

Sergei and Yuri Poliakoff were arrested.

The motive behind the altercation
is unknown, but police sources informed...

I'm ready now, honey. Sorry.

The mayor had me on the phone for an hour.
An hour!

What a drag!

Anyway, the issue with the body
appears to be sorted.

Tomorrow, the construction work will begin
no matter what.

Now, you've got to do something,
as I can't go to bed this stressed.

-What the hell?
-What? What is it?

-What's happened to you?
-You're scaring me.

Stay there.

-f*ck!
-Don't be scared, love.

But...

-It's only temporary.
-It's not, Néstor!

-It's stress from the building site.
-What? I'm calm.

Don't worry. It'll go away tomorrow.

I can't feel my face.

Call an ambulance. Now.

No. I'll call a friend.

He's the best doctor.

He'll look at it,
tell us what to do, and we'll do that.

We're not going anywhere.

I'm drooling. Néstor, I'm drooling.

My love,

everything is going to be okay. It will.

I can't stand her being there.

Santi.

Keep going a bit longer.
We're almost there.

The timing belt was hit
and has broken to pieces.

It's kaput.

Quique, we're so sorry.

What's done is done.
The main thing is everyone's okay.

Yes, but we screwed up your business.

There are always delivery driver jobs.

Here, take this.

You can buy two taxis with that.

What's this?

What?

Just take it.
Nobody deserves it more than you, Quique.

Holy sh*t, man!

f*ck me! Thank you so much. Come here!

Give me a hug, brother! Come here!

Thank you so much!

What are you going to do now?

Walk, I guess?

Right? Let's go.

Thanks, man.

Hey, sweetie.

Thanks.

So, the policeman says we can go now.

Listen, I will take you to mommy's house,

but it's best we don't tell her
about any of this,

so she doesn't get worried.

We can say we went to the theater
and saw an animated movie.

Going to the movies costs money.

What?

Right. Of course.

Come on.

Money for the popcorn.

Popcorn?

-And for an ice cream.
-Enough.

Sofía, that's all I have on me.
That's enough.

I know. Mom says you are poor.

I'm poor?

Your mom says the funniest things.

That's not true.

Especially now.
I'm inheriting money from Auntie Marisa.

Mom says that's not a given,
and you'll get tricked out of getting it.

Why did you let him go?

What's your obsession with him?

Eduardo Roselló is innocent.
He has an alibi.

I don't give a sh*t about Eduardo!

-Where are Desi and Cata?
-I shouldn't talk to you.

Okay, Luis.

If not as a colleague,
tell me as a friend.

Where are they?

-Has anything happened to them?
-I don't know.

With all of the commotion at the hotel...

Maybe there's something on the CCTV.

If they contact you,
tell them to turn themselves in.

You don't want them
to be found dead in a ditch.

Miguel.

Should we go in or what?

We could just keep walking.

Find something... less disgusting.

If we stick out like a sore thumb,
we'll get caught.

Plus, I need to call my mom.

Right. Sure.

Come on, Cata.

In this kind of place
they are very discreet with their clients.

There won't be any trouble. Come on.

Listen darling, we don't hire
external professionals here.

We're not external
nor in-house professionals.

We just want to sleep.

Right, but this isn't a hotel-hotel.
It's a...

We figured. It's a whorehouse. Awesome.

We just need a room.

Need anything else?

I have silicone and plastic dildos, lube,

condoms, nipple tassels.

No, we have everything we need.

Nipple tassels!

Desi, Mom and I are very worried.
We haven't heard from you.

Please call me and tell me if you're okay,
where you are and if we can help. Call me.

My mom is okay.

Did you hear that, Cati?

My mom is okay. Everything is fine.

Yes. Great.

What's wrong?

What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong.

We can't use Eduardo's paperwork,
as it caught on fire.

Irene can't help us.

We were shot at
for the second time, right?

Plus, what else? Oh, yeah,
we're in this disgusting place!

-That's what's wrong.
-Thanks.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

The most important thing

is that your mom is okay.

But it's also important we work out
what we're going to do.

My head is spinning.
I don't know what we're going to do,

and I've reached a point
where I'm out of ideas.

Okay. Well, I think we can still go
to the little town of Carboneras.

They'll find us there.

Have you ever seen
two Mexicans in Carboneras?

In Mexico, there are a shitload.

Of Mexicans, I mean.

I don't think those Russians
would follow us all the way there.

There's one minor detail.

The fact that we're wanted by the police.

If we went into an airport,
we'd be arrested.

You're right.

Desiré and Catalina
can't set foot in an airport, obviously.

But two other girls can.

Dude, make yourself clear.
I'm not getting it.

Look.

Before I got here, a Mexican buddy of mine
gave me the details of a guy in Spain

who can get any kind of document.

Fake documents?

Honey, that would suit us right now.

What would I do in Mexico?

-I don't have anyone there. I'd be alone.
-You'd have me.

You can live with me there.

Until this is sorted out.

Not with him. With me,
Esmeralda and my mom.

Not with him.

-So, it's a yes?
-We're off to Mexico!

-Really?
-We have to celebrate buddy!

This will relieve the muscle tension,

and it will make you drowsy.

Feel any better?

-All good?
-I do feel better.

Take one of these.

Tomorrow, you'll be as good as new.

-Thank you, Santi.
-All right.

You saved my life. How much do I owe you?

Need the boat on Sunday?
It's my eldest's birthday.

-It's all hers. Should I see you out?
-Stay with her.

Thank you so much.

How are you feeling?

-Sweetie...
-What do you think, dumbass?

I feel terrible, God damn it. Awful!

-It isn't working!
-Give it time.

-I don't have f*cking time!
-I know it's sh*t,

but Santiago came in the middle
of the night. What more can I do?

What a shame.

Are you going to drink that?

My love, let's just calm down, okay?
Let's go to sleep.

Let's rest. Tomorrow is a new day.

Everything will be okay.
Believe me, sweetie.

What's wrong?

I feel dizzy.

Lu. Lu?

Lu!

Santi?

Santi!

Santi.

My partner said if I find them,
they must turn themselves in.

I called. Her phone is off.

Do you have any idea where they could be?

Mom, don't be difficult. I'm begging you.

Irene's trustworthy.

She's been suspended for helping us.

How should I know? She doesn't talk to me,

and you know why.

Look, Mariana,
you and I don't have to get along,

but we both want the same thing.

To find Desi, right?

Exactly. Mom, listen to her.

-What can I do?
-Tell me everything from the beginning.

What went on with the Russians?
How did they find you?

Manuel, get me a brandy.

Listen carefully, okay?

Every time you hear the word "blue,"

you take a shot of tequila.

No, Ubaldo!
The whole song is full of that word.

That's the point of the game. Let's go.

Okay!

Hey, that's too fast!

This one is on the house.

Blue!

Go!

I need to pee.

So badly.

But you two keep having fun.

Yay!

-I love seeing Cat...
-You'll have a good...

Nothing sorry. Go ahead. Sorry.

I like seeing Cata happy.
She's been through a lot.

The poor thing.

I know.

First the dead woman...

-Then the damn Russians.
-No.

I meant before that.

She came here alone, broke.

All the money she earned,
she sent to her daughter. All on her own.

Right, yeah.

But that's all in the past now.

I've changed. I'm a different person.

There is no problem now.

Listen, Ubaldo.

Cata is an angel.

You might fool her but not me.
You know what my mom says?

No.

A leopard never changes its spots.

f*ck.

So you're calling me a leopard now?

I'm saying I won't let a f*cking caveman

mess around with my friend.

Here, in Mexico, or wherever that may be.

-Mark my words, gadjo.
-Gadjo?

I've made space for another shot!

I've made space for another shot!
Yes, I have!

Whoop!

Thanks again, Santi.
I'll call you when she wakes up.

All right, you too. Bye.

As for you and I...

can we speak tomorrow?

It's been a really long day.

If my grandsons go to court,
you'll pay for the lawyer and bail.

If your grandsons are dumbasses,
that's your problem and theirs.

It's not my problem. Out of my house.

Show my family some respect.

You don't want another body
to show up in your landfill.

What?

You did that? Who the f*ck was that guy?

What does it matter?
It was a message for that gypsy girl.

Well that message
worked out just f*cking great!

Now I have
all of Alicante's police force on site!

You're f*cking good for nothing!
I should never have called you.

You couldn't k*ll Marisa.

You have no f*cking clue where the cash,
bag or the cleaners are. f*ck me!

You're a piece of sh*t.

You're the scum of Alicante.
You're an embarrassment to Russia!

Drink it.

Drink it.

If you ever insult my family again,

you'll eat the glass.

Those girls got away,

and in order to find them,
I need Yuri and Sergei.

So keep your mouth f*cking shut
and make sure they don't end up in jail.

Understood?

Hey, girl!

How are you?

Anyway, I...

I just wanted to say that...

I'm sorry for getting you into this mess.

Sometimes, all I can
come up with are seriously terrible ideas.

You are a good girl, b*tch.

Plus, you look so pretty.

You're so beautiful right now.

If you were in front of me right now,

I'd eat your p*ssy. I'm just being honest.

But that won't be possible
because I'm going to Mexico

with my friends.

But don't worry, I haven't left yet.
I'm leaving tomorrow.

Anyway, it'll be best for both of us.

Right?

To go our separate ways.

I'm in a horrible place right now, Irene.

Anyway, that's life.

Look.

I let my hair down tonight.

Anyway, I'm going to miss you so much.

You as*h*le!

They offered the residents apartments,
but a lot of people didn't want to move.

Did you only talk to the Russians?

Mainly with Esteban.

The grandsons were just there to scare us.

Who is buying the buildings?
They must work for someone.

No idea.

I have a friend at the Land Registry.
I'll see if he's awake.

What a mess, Mom! It's such a mess!

With you and Desi...
At least we've got Irene.

Hey, are those two still together?

She wishes,
but your daughter is as stubborn as you.

Stubborn?
All I want is for her to be okay!

What do you think she wants, Mom?

-I have to go.
-What is it?

I think it's all linked. The worksite,
the m*rder, the Russians...

-It's Desi!
-Desi.

She sent me a video.

Hey, girl! How are you?

Anyway, I...

I just wanted to say that...

I'm sorry for getting you into this mess.

Sometimes, all I can
come up with are seriously terrible ideas.

You are a good girl, b*tch.

Plus, you look so pretty.

You're so beautiful right now.

If you were in front of me right now,

I'd eat your p*ssy.

Sorry.

She's okay. A bit drunk, but...

She's okay. She's in a weird place
with a Wild West decor.

-I'll go find her.
-Me too.

No.

It's best you stay with your mom.

Don't go back home.

Go somewhere the Russians
don't know of. I'll keep you posted.

That Desi
could throw a party in an elevator!

She'll give her a gold bar
and take her to the bedroom.

No! She's not like that.

I don't know.

She gave a gold bar to the taxi driver.

Because he saved our lives!

So you give him a tip,
not a gold bar, come on!

Do you know how much
a gold bar is worth? Cata!

We need a lot of money for the documents.

Then there's Esmeralda and your mom.

So now you're thinking about her?
Aren't you sweet!

Will it be sweet
to land in Mexico without a dime?

Is there something you're not saying
that you want to say?

Sweetie...

Let's grab that bag
and get out of here, just you and me.

What do you say?

What?

No way!

Why not, Cata?

What do you owe her?

You owe her nothing.

Do you owe her because she took the bag?

Because she stole the police badge?
You owe her for that?

All she's done is get you into sh*t.

Hello? What about you?
You've gotten me into heaps of sh*t.

All she's done
since I arrived in Spain is help me.

In fact, I'm living at her place.

She called the cop, her girlfriend,
and told her where we are.

No, she didn't.

She called her from the bathroom.
You don't believe me?

Go on, ask her.

Come on, ask her!

Honey, you've always said
that I hang out with shitty people.

Yes, you're right, but you know what?

That's helped me to identify them.

That chick is a shitty person.

What the actual f*ck?

-What the f*ck, Néstor?
-Santiago said you should relax.

-You shouldn't have k*lled your wife!
-I didn't!

Néstor, you hired hitmen. May as well have
shot her and buried her in the garden!

She found out what I was doing,

about Máñez and Bayetas and everything.

She got hysterical.
What else was I to do?

Better dead than angry? Is that it?

She was going to take everything from me!

She shut down Máñez and Bayetas.

She wanted to shut down
the recycling plant.

She wanted to report me.

If I didn't do it, we'd have nothing.

So when I thought about

how we could lose
everything we've built, sweetie,

everything we've built together,

and when I thought I could lose you,

I lost my mind.

No one has ever made me
feel the way you do.

You can't even begin to imagine
what I want for the two of us.

So now you're telling me

that you've done all of this for me?

-Yes.
-No.

You did it for both of us.

From now on, we'll do things my way.

My way, Néstor.

Mobsters?

So tacky!

Now you're going to f*ck me
like never before.

Then I'll take a Valium
and sleep like a God damn queen!

-Yes.
-f*cked good and high on pills.

Are you okay? Should I call your friends?

No, I'm fine, really.

It's just too much tequila and dancing.

You're shaking.

Look, at least put this on.

No, darling, I'm fine, rea...

-What happened to you?
-I fell. I mean, look at these boots.

Did somebody hit you?

It really doesn't matter.

I have to go back to work.
Sit there, okay?

No. It does matter! No, come here.

Come here.

It always matters.

Who did that to you?

This?

This was...

He's a regular client.

Things are usually fine with him,
but one day he showed up really on edge

and said that the police
would come and ask about him,

and I had to say
that he was with me all morning.

I did as he asked.

But yesterday, he came here
all agitated again and I...

I just didn't want any trouble.

I asked him to leave,

but he didn't care.

So what do we do?

My ex is a cop, maybe she...

No, it's best we don't, seriously.

This guy
is from a wealthy family in Alicante.

Those people are untouchable.

What's his name?

Joaquín!

Open up, it's me.

Joaquín!

-Why are you here so late?
-Can we talk?

No. Maribel and the kids are asleep.

-What do you want?
-Look...

Can you tell me
what's in my sister's will?

Excuse me?

I know you lawyers
have a code of conduct and all that crap,

but I need to know what I'm going to get.

More or less. Because I have outlays.

I have things to pay for.

It's easier to get a loan
if I have property.

-The reading of the will is in 20 days.
-20?

More or less. Then you'll find out,
but don't get your hopes up.

What do you mean by that?

-Just don't get your hopes up.
-Why?

Did your sister ever say
you'd be her heir?

Her heir, not in those words.

Of course not, Eduardo.

It'd be her husband,
the love of her life. You...

I what?

Well man, you don't need to be smart,
which your sister was, to see that you...

Eduardo, what can I say?

Look at the time
and look at the state you're in.

Just go home.

Get some rest and we'll talk later. Okay?

All right. Goodnight.

Don't come back here. Go.

Yes. It's done.

God...

Perfect.

Perfect. Great.

He'll meet us in half an hour. Let's go.

Ubaldo, no.

I don't know.

I can't abandon her like this.

-What?
-God.

I can't abandon her like this.

-She...
-She what?

-God.
-Okay, calm down.

Look, this is what we'll do.

-Here.
-What?

I'll leave her this.

To show there are no hard feelings.

We need to talk.

Outside. Let's talk outside.

What is it?

Eduardo Roselló is a whoremonger!

Sorry.

Cata, Marlene. Marlene, Cata.

Nice to meet you.

Two kisses. Sorry, I always forget.

Go on, tell her.

Yeah, I've been with him many times.

On Tuesday, he showed up,

and he was really on edge
and said that if anyone asked about him,

I had to say we were together
the entire morning.

That same morning
we went to clean the house.

The alibi he gave the cops is false.
He must be the one who k*lled his sister!

No way!

If that's what happened,

would you be willing
to talk to the police about it?

But...

we don't have Irene anymore.

We can talk to her partner though.

Hello?

Am I speaking to Luis?
Luis the police officer?

Who is this?

-This is Desiré Montoya.
-And Catalina Pardo.

What do you want?

To talk.

We're at Club Dakota, at the 120km marker
on the highway heading towards Benidorm.

See you here in half an hour.

-No, you come to the station right now.
-Come alone.

Ubaldo!

Change of plans.

Ubaldo?

Ubaldo?

Ubaldo!

No way.

No way.

No way! No f*cking way!

What's wrong?

Wait!

-Wait, listen to me!
-I don't want to listen to you!

You were going to ditch me!

Ubaldo said you talked to Irene.

What?

-Is he lying?
-Why does it matter?

I don't know
because no one ever tells me anything.

I don't know anything.

-Were you going to turn us in?
-You're out of your mind!

It's not crazy to think that,
as the one making decisions

around here is you.

You make
one shitty decision after another,

and look where we've ended up!

When I met you, you said,

"Come with me,
everything will be awesome."

Do you call this f*cking awesome?

How is that relevant right now?

That f*cking Ubaldo's gotten
into your head.

He's a jerk who abandoned you

when he found out
you were pregnant Catalina.

He's laughing in your f*cking face.

I don't give a sh*t!

It's easy for you to say that,
as you've got all of your people here,

and you're not alone, but I am!

You're alone?

Ubaldo can be a lot of things,
but you know what?

He's my family, and I know he's trying.

What are you doing with my bike, as*h*le?

No!

Help! He's stealing my bike!

It's your husband.

He's fighting with Juani.

Cata!

-Cata.
-Ubaldo?

-Hey!
-No!

You f*cking as*h*le!

Stop!

Guys, my bike!

Go back in the bar. I'll get that as*h*le.

Thank God you're here, my husband...

Don't move.

-I said don't f*cking move!
-Let her go.

She has nothing to do with this.

I'll deal with you later.
Where is the gypsy?

I know you have a daughter.

Don't make this harder.
Tell me where she is,

or I swear I'll...

Cata!

No!

Look at me, Cata! Look at me!

sh*t.

Are you okay?

Apply pressure!