It's me.
I've brought the money, and…
milk, a bottle, meds…
They killed Gina.
I know.
I can't stop thinking about her.
The past always comes back.
When you least expect it.
If the past always comes back, then let's end it.
We have to kill Romeo, Coral.
We have to kill that motherfucker.
For him.
We need to give him the ordinary life his mom never had.
The one we never had.
What are you talking about?
Killing a murderer, a mobster?
I mean, you're nuts.
-But dangerously nuts. -Don't stand up.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
-Let me help. Come here. -No.
Antibiotics. Take them for at least ten days, okay?
And change the dressing yourself. Don't go to the hospital.
If you do, they'll know you were shot.
Half a million euros, I think.
What?
I don't need all this cash to live, and maybe one day,
you'll get sick of the gas station.
Get ready. I'll call you a cab.
Hello, I'm calling from room 216. I want to call a cab.
Right away, yes.
Thanks.
Hey.
-Are you okay? -Well?
Coral, it makes no difference.
It makes no difference if we change hair color, cities, or identities.
It makes no difference.
They're going to kill us and the baby.
Now you're the one with suicidal plans for revenge.
Maybe now they'll work out.
Okay.
Let's kill that son of a bitch.
But one more thing…
What?
I want to burn down the club.
I need to see that fucking neon sign burning in the middle of the desert.
That's the ending that filthy place deserves.
And we'll rescue the girls.
They should have an ordinary life, just like us.
Deal.
Hello?
The cab's here.
-Hi. -Hello.
Well…
Rest. You must be tired.
Being out at sea and on the boat is tiring.
Take care.
Stop!
Turn around.
That'll be 12.70.
Here.
I can't break that, sweetheart.
Keep the change.
One each, right?
We should buy real guns and keep these in case we need help or something. I mean…
What are you doing here?
I don't know.
Yes, I do.
I…
I thought that since I can't go to the hospital, well…
I'd rather be with you two.
You know more about bullet wounds.
You could say you got the injury while scuba diving.
No.
I'll stay and help you get revenge on those motherfuckers.
You escaped from a club where they abused and exploited you.
And I just left as if you had fucked up my life.
As if you were the villains.
But it's the other way around. You're the heroes.
So yeah,
I'm staying.
While you kill those guys, I'll look after the baby and cook for you.
You can't go around killing pimps when you have to bottle-feed, can you?
10 DAYS LATER
I'm going to pee.
Wendy convinced me that the simplest and smartest plan for freeing the girls
was to follow Romeo and put a bullet in him.
Coldly. No ill will, no psychotropic madness,
no holes in the ground,
and no bulldozers.
It was the second time I was going to kill someone for freedom.
But just like the first time,
things weren't going to turn out as I thought.
Instead of becoming free,
I was about to sink into hell for good,
like never before.
Coral. Coral, it's Romeo.
He's alone.
Today's our lucky day.
Don't get so close. He can't see us.
Okay.
He's turning.
Follow him. Don't lose him.
He stopped.
I think he's on the phone.
-Dad, that was Coral! -No, it wasn't Coral!
-Stop! -It was Coral!
You're driving too fast, Dad!
-Fuck! -Stop, please! Dad!
-Dad! -Please!
Stop!
Sorry.
Are you okay, girls?
Clara! What happened, sweetie?
I don't want to live with you anymore.
I want to live with Granny and Grandpa. Lola's coming too.
-Okay. Let's go ho-- -Now!
Are you sure it was them?
It was Coral and Wendy.
Gina wasn't there.
There was a redhead. I think she was the girl on the boat with them.
Yeah, I know who she is. I'll go get them.
Moisés.
I'm not sure if that's what you should do.
What?
Maybe we should stop now.
No.
No, Romeo.
This isn't about forgiveness.
There's only one option.
Life or death, and there's no way back.
Either they live or we live.
Don't worry, because I'm going to kill those bitches.
And I won't stop until they're dead.
Fuck.
-I'll come back with this later. -Rubí!
Come in, stay. Stay.
I'll drink that whiskey. Yeah.
Thank you.
Can you hand me that blanket? I'm not feeling well.
Thank you.
I like you looking after me.
Play me a record to relax.
This one. Come here.
Come here.
Rubí, come here. Lie down here.
Lie down here with me.
That's it.
That's it. Together.
That's it.
You're what I need, Rubí.
I've been watching you these months you've been with me.
I've realized that there's this magnetism between us.
We're polar opposites.
You're the love,
the sweetness,
and the protection that I need.
You're the home,
the mother.
Just what I lost.
Come. Come on, let's dance. Let's dance, come.
LOS CACTUS GAS STATION
What the fuck, Coral?
Aren't you going to say anything? You haven't said a fucking word.
I don't know.
Didn't you see Romeo's daughters?
-No, I didn't. -Drop it, Wendy.
No, I won't. Why the hell did you put headphones on?
I don't know! I didn't see them! Leave me alone!
Don't be mad at her, Wendy.
She didn't mean to. She said she didn't see them.
But Romeo saw us.
So our plan's fucked.
Don't either of you see?
That was our only option.
The only one.
Killing Romeo,
ambushing him.
She ruined everything. Now he knows we're here.
He'll send his hit men to look for us, and they'll find us.
As I heard Wendy say that I screwed up the plan,
I realized I really screwed up a lot more than that.
I permanently wrecked something between the two of us.
There was no coming back from that.
-Los Cactus, how can I help you? -Good afternoon.
I have a package for Greta. I called her house.
They said she's not home but she works with you guys, at the gas station.
Greta who? Greta Braun?
Yes.
She doesn't work here anymore. Sorry, buddy.
Well, thank you very much. Have a good day.
Good afternoon.
I'm calling for a Greta Braun. I have a package for her.
I've been told she's staying there.
Hi, good afternoon.
I have a package for Greta Braun.
B-R-A-U-N.
Braun.
Okay, thank you.
Good afternoon. Is a Greta Braun staying there?
I'm calling to speak with Greta Braun. I've been told she's staying with you.
You're so pretty.
Rubí.
But of course,
we can't be a family unless we get married first.
Hey.
What's wrong? No. I know what you're thinking. No.
You're thinking about your debt to me
and about our past, but don't.
I'll forgive you.
I'll even give you money, since we'll be married.
For your dad.
We'll go to Santo Domingo with my girls to meet your family. What do you think?
You know what we're going to do
to make it all much more natural?
We're going to have a baby.
How lovely.
It's going to be wonderful to be a family.
We're going to start ambushing the embryo every night from now on.
Until you get pregnant.
Why's the landline ringing?
It's them.
It's them. They want to know if I'm here.
Answer. Answer and say, "Romeo isn't here."
Hello? Who is it?
-Rubí, put Romeo on. -It's Moisés.
Moisés.
Romeo, I know where the girls are.
They're at the Azul Tropical bungalows. Near La Caleta.
Good. Don't hang up.
I'll get Beefcake and Darwin to help you kill those bitches.
Darwin! Beefcake!
Moisés?
It's Rubí.
-What's up? -Romeo killed your mom.
He put her in a freezer, and when you said you wanted to see her,
he made us defrost her and put makeup on her.
Then we took her to that old folks' place where a client of the club works.
What the fuck are you talking about, Rubí?
I went to the nursing home to see my mother. She was alive.
No. It was me.
It was me in there connected to the vital-signs thingy.
I heard you tell her that Christian had been killed
and that you buried him next to his dad to give him strength
because they'd have a tough time getting in to Heaven. Right?
Why the fuck should I believe you, Rubí?
Well, he killed Christian too.
The girls only shot him in the stomach.
Romeo brought your brother to the club
and had him here for 11 hours, bleeding to death.
Then he took him to the road and left him to die,
like an animal, like a dog.
He told you it was them, so you'd kill them. But that's not true.
He made that up. It's a lie. He's the murderer.
He's the one that you have to kill, or-- Understand?
I want to see my mother.
I need you to do something.
I could not believe Rubí's story,
to think that the man I thought was my brother,
the one who spoke of Jesus Christ's forgiveness,
was actually Satan.
He made me believe that family was everything,
when he had my mother dead and frozen.
Take them.
Christian is dead, Mom.
I buried him with Dad
to give him strength.
They'll both have a tough time getting in to Heaven.
While I was jumping on the bed with his daughters,
he left my brother to bleed out for 11 hours.
Romeo did all that to turn me into his pathetic puppet.
Gonna do me in like Christian?
Resentment didn't lead me to change everything. It was the evidence.
Satan was dangerously deranged,
and I was his best work.
The plan's in motion, Moisés.
Those bitches have 20 minutes left to live.
Moisés?
Moisés!
He's Gina's.
She's dead.
I'm sorry about Gina.
Now, listen.
I'd need two days to explain the shit I've been through, but there's no time.
So you'll have to believe me.
In a few minutes, Romeo's hit men will come in and blow your heads off.
Either you come with me or you die.
Why should we believe you?
If I wanted to kill you, I would've done it.
So what do you know? The game's changed.
Now I'm going to kill Romeo.
He killed Gina.
But he also killed my mother
and my brother.
So by this twist of fate, you and I are on the same side.
You wanna get us to the club alive instead of shooting us here and going to jail.
If you want to get us out of here…
you'll have to kill us.
You don't believe me?
In under a minute, we'll be gunned down.
Wendy, he's telling the truth. Let's go.
I also think we should leave. First we leave, and then we'll see.
They're here.
The bathroom window.
Go.
The money!
-The money. -Wendy.
There's no time! Wendy!
This way.
Get down.
Subtitle translation by: Tom Sullivan