01x06 - Episode 6

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They say we women can
withstand pain better than men.

I don't know if that's true,

but what is true, is that being
a woman has never been easy.

I'll k*ll you all, you wh*res!

Maybe the pain disappears later,

but the scars it leaves

will always be a reminder
of what was once there.

If you don't die,

you cling on to whatever
you can to survive.

In our world, problems
are unavoidable.

Like Ferrán,

willing to make a deal with the
Devil to save himself from Marcelo...

I want to know everything
he does. Understood?

after the mess
Eligio got him into,

may he rest in peace.

But not even the Devil will want
to be close when Severo Mendoza

finds out what is happening
on this borderland.

Until then, surviving
is the name of the game.

Time is running out.

Those at the top
pressuring us for results.

Garrido's article showed us up.

We have a deal, Salgado.

A deal that you haven't kept.

Come off it.

You know perfectly well
that Eligio tricked us

and someone k*lled him.

I have people looking...

he can't be far.

Sooner or later, he'll turn up.

Well make sure it's soon.

Any idea who might
have k*lled Eligio?

- Was it the Mendozas?
- No, I don't think so.

But I wouldn't
bet on it, either.

What I can tell you,

is that they know.

Meaning?

One of his men is
sniffing around.

You're kidding!

I get something in two days,

or I serve up your
head on a platter.

You can't do that.

Two days.

- Did you have fun?
- Yes.

- What did you have for dinner?
- Omelette and salad.

You didn't have a
sweet dessert, did you?

- Err...
- A yoghurt.

I bet. I hope you brushed
your teeth properly.

See you tomorrow, all
right? Be good, okay?

- Okay.
- Love you, sweetie.

- Love you too, Mummy.
- Kisses, honey.

Nighty-night.

Okay, time to go to sleep.

- Nighty-night.
- Sleep tight.

Mission accomplished.

I babysat without having
an anxiety attack.

You'll end up liking kids, huh?

I wouldn't be too sure.

She had chocolate mousse.

- Thanks for looking after her.
- She's no trouble.

And she gets on with Hélder.

Don't worry, I'll
look after her here.

- Okay, get some rest.
- You too.

See you.

Everything all right?

Yes, that was Alicia's mum.

And is she all right?

Yes. I mean...

given the circumstances.

Thanks for letting us stay here.

No need to thank me.

Kids need to be far away
when parents have problems.

- That's true.
- Want some wine?

Okay. It's late.

I'll sleep with Alicia.

Okay, fine.

See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

Sleep well.

What the hell?

Motel Valkirias. Hello?

Hello?

Damn it...

ANONYMOUS CALLER
INCOMING CALL...

Lucía!

Lucía! Wake up!

Can you hear me? Lucía!

Jesus, what do you want?

Our friend's mobile.

We need to get rid of it.

What?

Hang on.

We need to think carefully.

We can't keep him
locked up forever.

We have to find
out what they want.

We don't know who he is.

What do we say?

"Hi, we kidnapped
'whatshisname',

what do we do with him?"

That could spell trouble.

We should k*ll him.

Seriously?

What? Got a better idea?

- Let him answer it...
- Are you mad?

- What if he gives us away?
- We need to do something.

What if they start looking?

Maybe his bosses will turn
up here like he did...

Okay, okay.

But we make sure he
doesn't talk too much.

If you try any funny business...

Why don't you pick up?

Sorry, I couldn't take
your call earlier.

Cut the bullshit. I
call, you pick up.

- Sorry.
- Where are you?

On my way to the petrol station.
I may have a lead on the lorry.

Forget the lorry. Ferrán
is in league with the cops.

With the cops?

- Does Severo know?
- Not yet.

Ferrán ordered Eligio to
hide something for the cops.

We have to find out what.

My uncle is fond of that rat, so
we make sure he doesn't screw us.

- We have to be fast, understood?
- Yes.

I'll check the lorry
and let you know.

Forget the f*cking lorry.
It's bigger than that.

Found out who k*lled Eligio?

No.

- It must have been a pro.
- You're useless.

Follow the stiff's trail,
there must be a clue.

What about Ferrán?

Patrick will deal with it.

Do as I said and get
me results, understood?

Yes.

- Is that the boss?
- No.

Who is this Patrick guy?

The head of Mendoza's bloody SS.

If he fetches him from
Brazil, things get ugly.

I follow orders or
they'll look for me.

If Patrick comes here and
finds us, this won't be pretty.

- There have to be clues in the lorry.
- Don't bullshit me.

Tell us what's going
on or we call the cops.

Then you think my bosses
will leave you alone?

Or we can k*ll you

and get rid of your body
so they never find you.

The lorry, the beers...

it's all part of a
money laundering scheme.

We used different
methods in the past:

trading cars, the
building sector...

But we always ended
up in deep water.

A month ago, an associate
suggested laundering cash

through prizes.

The beer campaign.

We used kickbacks to get
the labels with prizes.

Then we delivered the beer to our
contacts all over the country.

They win and the money goes
back to the Mendozas' account

via small, discreet
bank transfers.

I'll never buy that beer again.

If I'd known I was
helping crooks like you,

I'd have given them away.

The beers had nothing
to do with it.

My bosses and their associates
have friends everywhere.

A local carrier and a
marketing company are involved.

Well, the labels
are bloody history.

What was that guy saying?

Eligio had something
hidden. Was it cash?

I don't know, but the
lorry is our only clue.

So you either k*ll me

or we try and sort it out.

Hold your horses.

Don't be in such a rush.

Come here.

What the hell? We
have no choice.

Did you hear what he said?

They don't exactly seem
like the Sisters of Mercy.

What if he escapes and
gives us away? We're dead.

You have no choice.

You heard, the
cops are involved.

So you either k*ll me or start
praying they don't find you.

Or we can help each other.

About time.

Some of us have a life.

Why did you call me at midnight?

I was with our friend yesterday.

Tell Ferrán to quit screwing
with us and wasting time.

Right, but I think
we're nearly there.

That rings a bell.
Time is running out.

I put the pressure on this time.

He gives us what he
promised or we arrest him.

Jail might inspire him and
he'll tell us where to find it.

Sorry.

We just found the lorry.

Here.

No chocolate cereal?

There isn't much here,

but I promise I'll buy
some when we go back.

Eat up.

TURN ON THE TV,
SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED

Is it Mummy?

No, it's not. Eat up.

As we said before
the commercials,

several photos of Eva Santana
have been made public.

A series of comprising
photos that leave very little

to the imagination.

A bit tighter.

I don't want any surprises.

Like that?

I won't be much good to you if
they have to amputate my hand.

Cover his wrists.

Done.

I took it off him.

Take it,

in case you need it.

Thanks.

TRAITOR

b*stards!

It stinks of bleach.

It looks like
someone got nervous.

- So you found nothing?
- Nothing.

Well, we found a couple of
prints, they look like high heels.

Show them to me.

Okay.

Crap, I don't bloody believe it!

Now what?

Without the lorry, we're
back to square one.

I said I checked
it top to bottom.

If the cops are involved,
we're in big trouble.

- Jesus!
- Crap, start the car.

Start the car!

f*ck, it won't start.

Try it again.

sh*t, sh*t.

Put this on.

f*ck.

Hello there, all good?

Hello. We meet again.

Yes, looks like it.

- Did you change cars?
- Sorry?

Err... yes, they
lent me this one.

Why did you stop here?

Err, well...

We're going into town,
we took this shortcut.

And your friend?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Err... he's from Ourense.

He's come to do some
local sightseeing.

And to see me, of course.

- Has he now?
- Yes.

I hope you like it.

The town, I mean.

Looks are deceiving.

This is normally a quiet place.

I'm sure it is.

- Drive on.
- Thanks, Hélder.

Do you need help?

- No, thanks, it's fine.
- I'm good with cars.

No, it's fine, thanks.

Are you sure?

Yes, this always happens.

Best take it to the garage.

I don't like that noise.

- Come on, I'll give you a lift.
- No.

No, I mean that this always
happens. It'll start, wait and see.

It's going to start.

See? There you go. Sorted.

- Thanks for everything. Bye.
- No problem.

You always say you have
contacts. Now where are they?

My photos are everywhere,
everyone has seen them.

Do something! Whatever!
But do something!

Report it!

sh*t! More evidence? What more
do I need against Gonzalo?

What do you want me to do?
Keep quiet, do nothing?

How will I get work later...?

Yes, I'm still here.

Do something quickly.

Fill out the form and
I'll check it later.

Chief, you won't belief this!

Patience, Fernández.

When Salgado leaves,
we'll be back to normal...

- I don't mean him. Seen the news?
- No.

They posted photos of that
actress we talked about. Look.

EVA SANTANA AND
HER TERRIBLE SECRET

How about work
instead of this crap?

Sorry, I'll get back to work.

Pick up.

TRAITOR

All you need is
to pay for a room.

But otherwise, you're
my most regular guest.

You should move in here.

I'll bear that offer in mind.

Talking of guests,
is Lucía around?

No, she's not.

You can leave a
message if you want.

Where did she go?

She left with the kid.

And did they go on foot?

Her car is outside.

It's just a piece of junk.

So you don't know
where they went?

No idea.

Tell her to call me
when she gets back.

Of course.

You know something?

That man they k*lled, Eligio,

he was a dangerous guy.

Like all that riffraff
involved in drug trafficking.

He was probably trying
to escape some mess

and came to this place,
at the back of beyond,

to hide.

Then, one of those
riffraff tracked him down,

shot him,

and buried him
across the border.

A bad lot.

They just cause trouble.

But you already know that.

I meant your daughter's
drug addiction.

My daughter wasn't an addict.

Sure...

Anyway, back to the subject...

The fact is that all
of this story ties in.

And I'm not here to
look for that, madam.

I'm here to look for a m*rder*r.

Or murderess.

Something doesn't add up here.

And what is it that
doesn't add up?

That's what I'm looking for.

And sooner or later
I'm going to find it.

- Have a nice day.
- You too.

Hello, Salgado here.

I want you to run some plates.

Yes, it's a Malta GT.

License plate number 1010 PSM.

Yes, I'll wait.

What are you staring at?

Nothing.

So why don't you quit staring?

I'm trying to figure you out.

A single mother, early 30s.

You were a young mum.

Divorced.

How do you know I'm a mum?

First, dark circles.

Second, watercolour
stains on your dress.

What are you running from?

People only come here if they're
running from something or someone.

My problem is a person.

I have a knack for
being with b*stards.

The father.

Right...

My turn.

You spend Christmas alone.

You have commitment issues.

You'd like another job,

because you're obviously
not good at being a hitman.

Not bad.

Let's say I made
some bad choices.

That makes two of us, then.

Have you ever k*lled anyone?

Jesus... sh*t, not now!

sh*t!

Jesus, not now.

Need help?

No, thanks.

Sure?

Come on, get out.

Think you can fix it?

It's possible,

but not with my hands tied.

That cop is a pain.

Like all of them.

And don't take your eyes
off that guy, understood?

Don't worry, I won't.

Done.

I don't think we'll get
far, but it'll do for now.

- Put it on.
- You won't sh**t.

What do you bet?

Yeah, I k*lled a guy.

And it's not something
I want to do again.

The catch is on.

I could have grabbed it
and shot you, but I didn't.

I'm not a k*ller.

Do you trust me?

Here.

Now you can k*ll me if you want.

All right.

But you drive.

Carolina!

How are you?

How did it go?

Great.

Take care of Alicia.
I'm going to my room.

Why are you here?

I don't want to talk.

Hello. I'm Salgado,
police investigator.

Can I speak to Raúl Santoro?

I'll see if he's here.

A cop asking for you.

Why did you pick
up? Give it here!

- Hello?
- I'm Sergeant Salgado.

- Could I ask you some questions?
- About what?

Is it about the
garage? Now what?

Yes, I heard about your problems
with the tax authorities.

But it all worked out. I'm
calling about another matter.

All right. What is it?

Do you know a man
called Eligio Montero?

No, no idea who he is.

We're investigating his m*rder.

How do I fit in?

There is something that
ties you to the victim.

Your ex-wife, Lucía.

Cut to the chase.

They both stayed at
the Motel Valkirias.

On the other side of the border.

Your ex was with a man.

Was she seeing someone?

Her private life
doesn't interest me.

I doubt she had anything
to do with a m*rder.

You reported her a day ago,
now you're defending her.

We've noted her location.

By the way, when did
you last see her?

- A few days ago.
- Could you be more specific?

She came on Wednesday.

What for?

Our daughter's
birthday is tomorrow.

- She came for the present.
- Right.

Thank you for your time.

You said she wasn't here.

Were you listening?

So she was here. You lied to me!

What if that wh*re was here?

Don't ever spy on me again!

Understood?

You were going to leave
me for her, right?

Don't break my ba*ls, Ana!

I'm in no mood for jealousy.

WORK

ACCOUNTING - GARAGE

COPY

Best if you go in alone.

And what am I looking for?

I don't know, anything.

He might remember the lorry.

Go up to him and ask, chat to
him. See what info you can get.

What are you doing?

What?

I have my weapons, too.

Can I help you?

Yes... yes.

I'm here about a tall
guy, big build...

- Drove a lorry with no plates?
- This again.

I already told the cop
I don't know anything.

We really loved Uncle
Eligio. He was a good man.

My aunt is a wreck.

We want to know what
happened. They won't tell us.

Well, I heard that

he was a criminal
and they shot him.

Yes, he was, but
he had a big heart.

- He even donated food to the Church.
- Yes.

I understand.

What do you understand?

If you could help us...

My aunt and I would
be so grateful.

I...

I already told them what I know.

He came in,

bought quite a lot of stuff,

then he paid, didn't
want the change.

I guess it was for the Church.

Yes, I bet it was.

But what do you mean
"a lot of stuff"?

Anything special?

- Do you want to see the receipt?
- Yes.

I'm sure it'll give me a clue.

Here it is, here it is.

There you go.

It doesn't make sense. What
would he do with all this?

There's enough food

for several homeless people.

Or one person for several days.

Yes, that's possible too.

Jesus...

It's not "something",
it's a person!

Thank you.

Jesus.

Hey!

Where is he...? Stop!

Where the hell is he going?

Have you tried vinegar?

- They say it works.
- Yeah.

Do you think Sergio
and Víctor did this?

Doesn't matter, not
everything is bad news.

Shall we go in?

- There you go.
- Thanks.

Coffee.

We got a good price: 280,000.

But...

you said up to 500,000.

The motel will be demolished.
It's a decent price for the land.

That's true.

It's a good deal, Carolina.

You pay off your debt
and live comfortably.

And... when will I get the cash?

These things take time.

First, the other
party must sign.

Until then, the sale isn't
valid or the cash deposit.

And now, sign here.

Done.

- Is that everything?
- Yes.

- I'll see you out.
- Thanks.

Come on, pick up.

Could you call a taxi?

Of course. For what time?

As soon as possible.

I'm on it.

Yes. Hi, Héctor. Could
you pick up a passenger?

In one or two hours?

She's very pretty.

- How about if he comes now?
- Okay.

I'll tell her. All right.

He says he'll be
here in 45 minutes.

Crap.

- Don't you have a car?
- No.

Let me go in. Jesus Christ!

Behave, guys. Let him past.

The chair isn't bad, but
the décor is a bit drab.

What's going on?

What the hell are you
doing in my office?

Take it easy. I've come to talk.

So talk.

You didn't introduce
me to your new friends.

That's really rude, Ferrán.

What? I don't know
what you're on about.

Let me put it another way:

what will my uncle say when
he hears you're a snitch?

Marcelo!

Is this because of Salgado?

Please...

In this business,

you need friends everywhere
to see if it works or not.

Bah, you're too young

and spoilt to understand.

Who are you giving me
advice? You know nothing.

Your Brazilian adventure,
now that was serious...

This story again, Ferrán?

Sounds like you bear a grudge.

Your wife is pretty.

Everything has a limit.

You're just a common drug trafficker
who spent too long on the street.

Why do you think
your uncle trusts me?

This business would
be nothing without me.

Take it easy.

You'll have a heart attack.

I'm sure my uncle will understood
your friendship with the cops.

Because if you were
trying to cheat us,

that would be like
suicide, right?

Sorry.

I nearly took the photo with me.

Tell your wife

to wrap up warmer when
she walks the dog.

We don't want her
catching a cold.

Get the f*ck out!
Did you hear me?

Tell Ferrán thanks for the surprise,
but there was no need for a scene.

Shut it.

I'm the only one
talking. Where is it?

Tell me what you're looking for.

Don't screw with me, I'm
in no mood for jokes.

What are you on about?

Maybe I'll ask your friend.

She has nice legs.

- Wait and see...
- All right, all right.

I have the details here.

There you go.

You'll be better off here.

I'll come up in case
you need something.

Don't leave the room, okay?

Okay.

Where did you get this?

Let me see.

It was in the corridor
where I got locked in.

Will Mummy be long?

Tomorrow is my birthday.

Will she remember?

Of course, sweetie.

She'll be here any moment.

There was no one at
reception. Where's Eva?

- You look rough.
- Didn't you see the news?

No, I didn't.

They published photos of Eva.

Crap, that piece of sh*t...

So you knew?

A little bit.

I need to talk to her.

Sure, she's in her room.

Yes?

It's me.

Leave me alone.

Please open up, I can explain.

Talk to your friend Gonzalo.

Seems you have a
close friendship.

It's not what you think.
Please let me explain.

Did you see the photos?

No.

Why did you have his laptop?

Eva, I saw you with him
the day of the casting.

- You followed me?
- No!

I followed him.

I needed to know why
you were with him.

Damn, you wouldn't
tell me anything!

He was blackmailing you,
I couldn't just stand by.

- I followed him home...
- That's why your hand was bruised?

I just wanted to help you.

Look how it worked out.

I'm sorry.

I'm even sorrier.

Now I'm everyone's
laughing stock.

- Eva, let me explain...
- Just go.

- Let me come in!
- Just go.

Leave me alone, I
don't want your pity.

Just go!

NOW I KNOW YOU'RE AN ab*ser

f*ck you, wankers!

Jesus, what happened to you?

Get in.

I'll tell you on the way.