02x04 - Episode 4

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Dad.

I want him dead, Vasco,

dead.

- Weather I have my coke or not.
- Dad.

- f*ck him!
- It's a f*cking trap, please, Dad.

Listen to me.

Hello?

Muro.

Can you see it now?

There is no family in this business.

I'll be in Lisbon in two days.

Julia will make the payment...

Don't fail me now.

It was us...

We betrayed him first.

f*ck it.

Vasco!

It's in the trunk.

- You have the route?
- Not yet.

- Why not? Where are you going?
- Don't worry, go ahead, I'll call you.

f*ck.... f*ck.

OPERATION: BLACK TIDE

Eh...

Dani.

Dani!

Yes?

- Hey, what the f*ck is this!
- Hey.

- Hey, calm down.
- Calm down!

- What's he doing here?
- Take it easy!

- Go away!
- Calm down.

- Me, leave? f*ck!
- This is not what we agreed.

- Put the g*n away!
- Shut up!

- Put the g*n away!
- Now!

- Put your f*cking g*n away!
- Or what?

- Or what?
- Put the g*n away, Ortiz.

Put the g*n away.

Okay?

Now tell me
what was going through your mind.

What the hell are you doing?

You didn't get out of prison
to make drops.

You want Valdes?

Yes or not?

Tell me.

I have Valdes.

I have his cargo,

his cache.

Track the drop...

...and you'll have Valdes.

Be advised, there is movement.

Eyes open.

Copy, ready and in position.

Be advised, there's another car.
I repeat, another car.

It's going to the construction site.

Group two, cover the second car.

Valdes is out.

What?

Am I to believe that you came alone?

Give him the money, dammit.

Come on...

The money.

Come on...

Son of a b*tch.

I learned that from you.

Move a little, dammit.

Stop!

Slowly, drop the g*n.

Drop the g*n now!

Go, go, go!

Stop, stop!

- Stop!
- Don’t move!

Stop!

- Stop, police!
- Drop the g*n!

Drop the g*n!

Drop the g*n now!

Drop the g*n and get down on the ground!

Not with Gema.

It's over, Nando.

Not yet, Dani.

Gema is left.

Dead king, new king.

What do you have on Gema?

Nothing yet...

- But...
- The deal was Valdes.

No, the deal was to get rid
of everything Valdes stands for.

That was the deal.

What do you propose?

Gema is not stupid,

but she'll listen to me.

What are you going to tell her, Nando?

The truth:

the search you're going to do
in her house,

the reason for you to do it,

is her father, not her.

Is anyone else at home?

Search everything
and don't leave anything out.

Computers, external disks, pens, CDs...

don't lave anything out,
I want a clean house.

So?

Tell Muro that it's great.

I’ll be waiting for you at the port.

At this point, Mr. Valdes,

I can tell you that you have
few friends outside.

- The submarines he unloaded...
- There is no evidence

to prove what you claim.
He's a businessman.

- Your client is under arrest, counselor.
- He was arrested in an isolated encounter

with a sum of money that he'll have
to explain to the tax authorities.

The motorboat,
and whatever it's carrying,

there's no evidence linking that load
to my client.

But I would like to understand
why the Guardia Civil

collaborates with a fugitive.

A fugitive you represent, right?

That does not answer my question,
Your Honor.

Counselor,
I ask the questions here, Okay?

Don't waste your time
with questions we won't answer.

Mr. Valdes...

Please, cooperate

and give me the names
of your distributors in Brazil.

If you do, you can get a lighter sentence.

- Any further questions?
- Cooperate...

It's the smart thing to do.

A lighter sentence?

Look... I'm not going to be
your drug dog.

Forget it,
you already have Nando for that.

He's a good barker,

he's well trained.

Well, you already know
the consequences of your decision.

Now you know what Nando's game is.

You are on the wrong side, Coira.

On the wrong side?

Did you know, Andrade,
that justice is represented

with a blindfold,
a scale in one hand

and a sword in the other?

Did you know that we have one
of the best judicial systems in Europe?

You should be grateful,
there are no privileges here.

There aren't any, Andrade?
What are you going to do with Nando?

Do not talk to me about justice or sides,

while you're betraying your duty
to get on the news.

Your Honor.

We're going to f*ck you up!

You're dead!

c*cksucker!

Welcome back home!

Welcome home, Valdes!

What's up?

Can you guess who's in cell 101?

You have five minutes, okay?

Close the door.

What's going on?

Lately we're being f*cked really good,
it's a shame we don't like it.

What the f*ck is going on?

You don't know or you don't want to know?

Nando is what's going on.

So don't get all c*ck on me,
we're on the same side.

On the same side, Valdes?

On the same side, Merino.

I saved your asses when you got busted
and I took over.

If the business didn't stop,
it was because of me and my people.

Your people, of course...

What about your nephew?

He escapes and you happen
to give him a f*cking drop?

Can you explain that
or shall we wait for the news?

Tell me something, Valdes.

What would you do in our place?

Tell me.

Be careful.

Open up.

- Stop!
- Calm down!

- Stop!
- Take it easy!

I just want to talk to her, can I?

What if I throw you into the river?

I'm not a snitch, Gema.

Don't lie to me, you son of a b*tch!

I'm not against you, dammit.

I'm against your father.

I sold him out...

I sold him out and did whatever it took,

to make this business work!

No more orders,

no more belittling.

That's your father...

...isn't it?

Now it's just you and me.

Get out.

Out!

How do I know you won't sell me out?

You're still here, aren't you?

You've been in prison your whole life.

I know you Gema... as well as you know me.

Your f*cking shtick...

...k*lled us all. All of us!

If it's not that cop friend of yours,
it's João,

who gave me 48 hours
to deliver the cargo

the one you gave
to the cops, for f*ck's sake!

- Listen.
- Don’t touch me!

Why did you do it?

Why?

I have something
that will change everything forever.

- You ain't got sh*t.
- Yes.

And it can be ours.

Yours and mine, 50/50.

It's time to change the rules, Gema.

f*ck.

What now?

What now!

Hello, João. It's Nando.

Nando!

Did you get rid
of your uncle and your cousin?

Where's my cocaine?

There's no more coke, João.

I'm sorry, man.

Either you tell me right now
what this is all about...

...or I'll bust you.

Fentanyl.

I have a container waiting in Lisbon.

It only needs
to be picked and distributed.

That's what this is all about:

earning so much money
that they'll stop busting our ba*ls.

Sounds good enough?

It's never good
to have the big boss as a neighbor

even less so when Colombia
and Galicia are running dry.

The question here is how long

you're going to put up
with this situation.

Because if the neighbor
on cell 101 is willing to talk

to save his own skin, knowing that
this business here is worthless,

with a judge
who likes television so much...

Where I come from,

cleaning up the house
is a sign of seriousness and respect.

What would we gain
if we started cleaning?

Cleaning up isn't easy.

True. But look, gentlemen...

...money is the least of it
if things are done right.

The important thing here
is that one man can fall,

but those on the other side
of the pond don't have to.

That will please your American friends

and I think it won't make me
look like an as*h*le.

Valdes is in here.

Nando is out there.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Wait a minute, I know this guy.

He works with Pajaro.

Mario Montes.

Montes!

How many kilos
are there in that container in Lisbon?

I have no idea.

As soon as we store it, we'll know.

What do you mean, store it?

Where do you want to store it?

I need the warehouses, Gema.

We can't go around Galicia with the cargo.

That isn't picking up and distributing, Nando.

Now you want me to store it?
You want my warehouses?

What the hell are you hiding from me?

I thought that we were in agreement.

This isn't about thinking.

In this business you don't think,
you talk.

So speak up and speak out.

I need at least one warehouse...

...until I can get it out of Spain.

If you're going to take it out of Spain,
it means you have a route

and if you have a route...

...you have buyers, who are they?

The route is the same as always,

your route.

Rotterdam.

Don't f*ck with me, Nando.

Rotterdam?

I supply the goods...

...and you supply Europe.

Hello.

You must be a minister,

the kind that steals a lot of money...

otherwise, you wouldn't have
this suite all to yourself.

Wait.

Minister or banker?

Tell me.

Speak, don't be an as*h*le,
and wipe that look off your face.

You'll spend some time
in this five-star luxury hotel.

With spa, gym,

open bar 24/7, massages,
well, everything.

Better than your own house.

It's true that you're nothing alike.

I mean...

...you're nothing like your nephew.

Nando.

Do you know why you're here?

Isolated? Alone?

Because this...

...is death row.

So, enjoy the time you have left

and pray to your little God,

because soon you'll be six feet under, as*h*le.

Welcome.

Please!

Please, I need a doctor!

A doctor!

Please!

I need a doctor!

A doctor!

A doctor!

LISBON

Is it them?

I don't know.

f*ck, Nando.
What do you mean, you don't know?

This is the place,
I don't know if it's them or not.

- Nando?
- I am.

Who's she?

Did you get the money?

If you got it,
why do you care who I come with?

Understood?
Or do I need to make myself clearer?

Leave the car here and follow us.

- It's all here.
- m*therf*cker.

f*ck me.

We've left nothing out.

We have tapped your accounts

and have a search warrant
in case you have the money at home.

If we don't find anything,
this is enough to put you in prison.

It's this one.

The judge can come in half an hour.

Here in front of you. It's up to you.

I just told them where they shouldn't fly.

I was never in the drops.

I...

...can only tell you what I know.

A doctor!

Here comes the bogeyman.

- They passed me the coordinates on...
- On what?

On a lottery ticket.

- I gave them to the pilot and...
- Which pilot?

- ...paid him out of my share.
- Who was the pilot?

f*ck me.

Who paid you?

Who?

Who!

Gema.

I dealt with her, no one else.

We don't need Nando anymore.

Best regards from your nephew.

Where do you want me to take it?

Montes was arrested.

- Something wrong?
- Nothing.

Who did you steal the fentanyl from,
Nando?

I didn't steal it.

The container...

...who does it belong to?

Whose is it?

Santiago Santaella.

They call him Muro.

It has been lying for two
months in Lisbon

and he was after me
to get it into Galicia.

His share will come out of mine,
don't worry.

Okay?

I'm not worried about the money.

I'm worried about Mexico...

...and I'm worried about you.

I'm being honest.

You could tell me who the f*ck
we're going to sell it to.

I'm going to sell it
to whomever I want.

Are you?

It's my routes.

My clients.

My rules.

Okay.

I'll sell your f*cking fentanyl
and that's it.

Every man for himself.

I don't see how we can catch her.

We can request a face-to-face
with her Montes.

Yes,
but we have to charge her with something,

it's his word against hers.

That's why we have Andrade.

What?

I don't know whether Andrade is doing this

out of conviction or for the looks.

Both.

Thanks.

Why?

For everything, for...

...how far you've come with all this
and because you've...

You've made me believe again
that this is worth it.

Anything else?

Ortiz...

Ortiz.

Ortiz!

f*ck...

Ortiz!

I'm going to stop this, Dani.

It's gotten out of hand.

I heard a bike...

...leave...

What are you saying? I don't understand.

You're not going to stop.

Yes.

What?

Since when does a hanged man
leave no marks on his neck?

Are you a forensic expert as well?

No, but I will request an autopsy.

I don't think so,
you would need the family's approval.

So?

I have issued a warrant for the arrest
of Gema Valdés, will you defend her too?

Don't do it.

Don't.

Why?

They shot the two policemen
who arrested your client.

One of them passed away here,
in Galicia.

- What does this have...?
- Spain is not South America.

It's starting to look like it,
though, thanks to the people you defend.

The container is not in Lisbon,
Nando picked it up yesterday.

He wasn't alone.

A pretty girl was with him,
the guy told me.

Gema?

Son of a b*tch.

I need you to do me a favor.

Hey!

Not there, write here.

I want you to arrange
a meeting for me with this number.

I don't know who'll answer,
you tell them Santaella wants to see them.

It'll be here. Let them make the trip,

let them see that I'm going all in.

What?

I don't like this.

Oh, Julia, don't worry,
you're with the good guys.

With the good guys?

Tell me, Coira.

I have very bad news.

Your father is dead.
He was found in the cell, hanged.

What else?

They shot the cops
who are investigating this.

Do you know anything?

Why would I know?

Watch out, Gema.

Andrade put you on a wanted list.

What happened?

What happened?

What happened? Tell me.

If not in Lisbon,

where is it?

- Our container...
- Our?

Can't you hear right, you as*h*le?

Don't f*ck with me.

You want an equal share,
or what the f*ck is this all about?

No, man, no.

I'm going to tell you about Gema Valdes.

Sound familiar, as*h*le?

It should because
she's the one with our fentanyl.

I don't believe you.

I can't believe they stole it from you.

You're not stupid enough to lose
such an important cargo.

f*ck you, man.

Believe what the f*ck you want,

but it wouldn't be bad
if Sinaloa visited Galicia.

What can you lose?

What did you say her name was?

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EVEN THOSE BASED ON REAL PEOPLE,
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