03x02 - Culpa

[bunniefuu]

[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 w*r.

I think you're right.

I also accept the consequences.

This w*r 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 f*ck do you want?

Get in here.

I thought I was the best,
but I'm f*cking 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 f*cking delusion.

Today, Nata almost waxed me,
she almost k*lled me.

I was at gunpoint.

She was gonna sh**t.

I saw it in her eyes, she was gonna sh**t.

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?

sh*t, you're a little slow, aren't you?

You won't see Nata again
for the rest of your f*cking life.

So I need you to... [sighs]

...help me out.

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

sh*t, I really need help getting a job,

I know I don't kick a*s as well as you do,

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

Oh, sh*t, 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 f*cking 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 f*cking plan B.

So what the f*ck 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 f*cking 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 f*ck up!

Come on, as*h*le, watch it.

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

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

[Chulo] Okay, sh*t, let's hurry up!
Move all this sh*t out.

[Panterita] Come on, stop f*cking around.

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

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

-There's no time, move your a*s!
-We have to empty the whole f*cking spot.

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

What the f*ck is this sh*t?

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.

f*ck you, b*stards.

[tense music playing]

What'd you say, you piece of sh*t?

as*h*le happened to k*ll my cousin
in front of the entire neighborhood

and you're worried about some drugs?

Hey, listen, you little sh*t.

Just shut your f*ck' 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 k*lled.

And we're gonna take care of
the ugly m*therf*cker who m*rder*d 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 g*dd*mn 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 k*ll 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 sh*t the entire time.

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

"sh*t, 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 sh*t,
and that pisses me off to no end.

For once in your f*cking 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 g*nshots...

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 f*ck'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 k*lled the leader
of a very dangerous g*ng.

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 f*ck 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, sh*t!

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

No, you're mistaken.
And don't f*ck' touch me, as*h*le.

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 th*gs got to you.

You all right?

[sighing]

Hey, were you followed?

Yes.

No f*cking 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 k*lled a g*ng 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 k*lling 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]

f*ck!

[tense music continues]

sh*t.

Tente.

New plan.

Old f*ck'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 m*rder.

[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 sh**t 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 f*ck out of this place.

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

f*ck 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]

sh*t! 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 sh*t 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 k*lled 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 b*stard!
-[g*n c*ck]

[motorcycle engine revving]

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

[woman] Yes. Police.

Yes, there's been a sh**ting.
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 f*ck did this!

I want to know who has the ba*ls
to be sh**ting 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 a*s 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 b*tches.
-[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 g*n 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 th*gs 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 k*ll you.

Well, maybe I deserve to be k*lled!

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 b*stard.

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 k*ll 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 g*dd*mn coffee spokesman.

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

Are you freaking out, Ezequiel?

No, I'm not freaking out. sh*t, 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 a*s.

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

I won't appear
on your f*cking radio program,

I won't appear on your f*cking TV show,

whatever you want,
you won't get it. f*ck 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 k*lled 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 b*tch, 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 sh*thole.

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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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 sh*t,
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 b*tch.

-Son of a b*tch!
-[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 a*s 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 f*cking box of pastries for you!

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

-Why?
-Open the g*dd*mn 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 f*cking phone down
and open the trunk.

Right now!

You hear me, f*ck?
Open the g*dd*mn trunk.

Let's go. Hurry the f*ck 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 sh*t isn't mine.

I said this sh*t 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 f*ck' ba*ls there.
So who the f*ck are you?

And why the f*ck
are you doing all of this?

-I'm not f*ck' going back to prison.
-Give me the g*n, don't be stupid.

Shut the f*ck up!

For the first time
in my whole f*ck' life

things are finally working out.

And I'm not going back
to a f*cking jail cell

for your f*cking a*s!

So who the f*ck are you?

-Who the f*ck sent you to do this?
-Give me the g*n.

There's no way out of this. Right?

A rat like me always finds a way out.

[body thuds]

[railcars rattling on tracks]

Oh, sh*t.

sh*t. Holy sh*t.

[siren wailing in distance]

Oh, sh*t.

[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 b*tch.

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

[groaning]

I got you, you son of a b*tch.

[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 b*stards!

[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 g*ns. There's only one choice.
-Pepe.

You're not gonna...

Help me!

[Romero] Drop it. Ezequiel!