Excuse me! Hey, excuse me. Can you keep it down?
So far, you've made some very strong accusations against your children.
They're not accusations.
It's the reality of what they've done.
But I find it strange that, when you agreed to give this interview,
you included a clause reserving the right to never publish it.
Yes, it's a contradiction, true.
But I believe I have the right to do so because I'm a father.
Fatherhood is not a clear, straightforward road.
You want your children to spread their wings,
while also preventing them from making mistakes.
You want them to be good people, but to stand their ground.
Damn it, Dad. This will destroy us.
I don't get why you didn't tell us the interview had been stolen.
We could've…
What? What could you have done? Flee the country?
No. Well, yes.
We could've been better prepared, you know?
If I'd known, I wouldn't have told that story about Manuel.
So the problem with your lies as a minister was the timing?
What am I supposed to do?
Resign? Put my tail between my legs for something that wasn't my fault?
That doesn't matter now. What matters is, what do we do?
Vargas could leak another part of the interview
whenever he wants, right?
I know I have no right to ask you, but please trust me.
No more excerpts will be leaked.
I'm your father. I won't let that happen.
- How nice. - Yes, very nice.
The problem is Vargas hates us, and you just put him in jail.
He's got nothing to lose now.
Could you explain how you plan to keep him quiet?
Whatever it takes.
I'd like to be to able trust you.
But it's hard.
- We've got a lot at stake. - Look at Andrés.
And yes, you want to punish them and protect them at the same time.
Because nothing is more painful than watching your children suffer.
ROTTEN LEGACY
I'd love to tell you that my father is slandering me
because he can't accept that he no longer controls El Báltico.
But the reality is… it's all true.
What he says in the interview is true.
I just didn't expect it to be so easy to hide it all from you.
Now you have to deal with the fallout. Because Aguirre isn't here anymore,
and the managers of the fund aren't going to want scandals.
So at this point, you have two options.
One is to accuse me and side with my father at the shareholders' meeting--
Excuse me, are you aware that you could end up in prison?
Yes, of course. Absolutely.
But I'm also aware that your credibility as managers would take a big hit.
Because no one wants their money in the hands of people
who can be deceived by a mere newspaper editor.
So at this point, I think you'll be most interested in the second option,
which is to back me up.
Push the narrative that my father is an old man with delusions of grandeur
who refuses to step down…
and file a lawsuit against him.
It's your decision.
I'll be in the newsroom figuring out how to tackle this issue.
- What's going on? - Tell us something.
Andrés.
Andrés, they won't stop calling asking for statements.
You need to give a statement or something.
We can't be the only ones not covering the story on the front page.
- What'll happen to the paper? - And what about Legacy?
What do we say to the subscribers?
Come to my office.
Andrés, what will happen?
It's crazy.
Social media loves you.
Right now, you could ask people to set themselves on fire
in front of betting houses, and I'm convinced people would do it.
But this is my favorite part.
Look at the support you have among opposition voters.
The church ladies want to take you home and make you soup.
Now tell me the bad news, okay?
I'm sure half of Twitter is roasting me over my dad's interview.
Saying I'm doing this as a distraction, I don't have any credibility, right?
Well, a few, sure. But they're the same old trolls.
The majority are like, "That poor thing."
"What a family. Her father and brother fighting over the company,
and her husband's a gambler."
You have to use it.
Look, Juanjo, I'll let you go. I'm almost there and…
I want to be with my girls, okay?
Okay. See you.
- Hi, Ester. - Good afternoon.
Great. Chocolate.
Hello.
- How was your day? - Bad.
Bad?
Don't you want any chocolate?
I don't feel like it.
Want to tell me what's wrong?
Honey, is something going on at school that you want to tell me about?
The kids at school are saying that Daddy has a gambling problem,
and that you're rich but won't give him any money.
I've told them not to talk about money.
But today might not be the day, right, Mom?
And anyway, I'm not rich.
They all say it. "She acts like a hippie, but she's super rich."
Oh, really? And who says that?
I heard a teacher saying that to the English teacher.
Who are you going to believe, some nosy teachers, or your mother?
Just ignore them, honey.
People like to make things up just to criticize.
Especially with politicians. Even more so if they're women.
- And if they're girls? - No, not girls.
I'm going to do everything I can to help your father, okay?
Then let us live with him.
Lara, come with me. It's calmer over here.
We can't be the only ones not publishing anything.
I understand.
And I'd love to say that it won't affect you.
But the truth is, I don't know.
All we can do is publish the newspaper the best we can.
For me at least.
- We have a lot at stake. - What do we say to our subscribers?
Andrés, you need to face this.
Will there be layoffs or not?
BRUNO ESCUDERO DIES IN AFGHANISTAN
This is all the paperwork there is from that period.
Thank you very much.
Poor Bruno. He was so young.
FULL BRIGADE / BATTALION 42
- What do you think? - It's promising.
- Really? - Very promising.
Okay, stop.
What's going on here?
You're an architect, aren't you?
If you do a good job renovating it, I could put the rent up.
But this situation is a bit strange.
- Strange? - Yes.
It seems like you're buying this apartment just to give me work.
No.
Let me explain.
I'm buying this apartment because it's a great investment.
But I get this feeling
that what you're doing is your way of making it up to me.
Since we watched your husband's video,
you've been acting strangely towards me.
I haven't been acting strange.
- You have. - I don't think so.
You send me one-word texts.
Maybe you haven't read the paper because young people don't read.
No, let me explain. I don't know if you're aware of my family issues,
that I have thousands of fires to put out.
It might not be the best time
to be sending you photos of my tits.
I get that.
It hurts, but I get it.
What I'm trying to say,
is that I think your husband gives you security right now,
and you don't want to leave him, right?
And that's why you pulled this huge apartment out of nowhere.
To set me up, right?
And to feel less guilty because…
Well, you know perfectly well that I love it.
I have to go.
Don't go.
- Yes. - Don't go.
Yes, I have to go.
Charly?
What's up, man?
You've got to see this crazy apartment I got my hands on.
Lara?
Lara Seligman?
Yes.
Hello. I'm León's father. I was told I could find you here.
I know you went to see him.
Yes.
Look, I don't know if you've noticed, but my son isn't okay.
It's not just my opinion, but the professionals treating him.
But they let him go to class.
Because they thought he was better.
But… I can see he still has the same paranoia.
Or is it a coincidence he's befriended a Seligman?
He's not even in your class.
Look.
I don't want a repeat of what happened before.
León can't control his anger, and…
he can get very violent.
- The two women were an accident, right? - Yes. I know my son is not a murderer.
But the reality is two innocent women are dead.
He can't come to terms with it.
He needs to find an explanation that gives meaning to what he did.
And there isn't one.
Journalists who cover wars die.
Yeah, but León said there was a reporter who didn't believe the official story.
And a soldier who wanted to come forward. So it would make sense--
At this point, all I care about is not losing the son I have left.
Your father is just helping me.
- But he's so convinced that-- - That's my point.
The last thing he needs is someone feeding into his paranoia.
Please, if you really want to help him,
stay away from him.
Stay away.
Hey! You have a visitor.
At this hour?
What kind of visitor?
Federico.
What's up? Are you nervous?
Do you hate not knowing which of your kids I'll fuck over next?
No.
I'm just tired.
I'm here to offer you a truce.
You closed that door the day you got my wife involved in this.
How far are we going to let this go?
You could keep releasing excerpts of my interview.
And as you say, fucking my kids over.
And tomorrow,
I can expose the entire tax scheme that you've set up in Panama.
We'll destroy each other. And then what?
I'm already in the clink.
And you're comfortable at home.
You have a lot more to lose than I do.
We both know that this is temporary. You'll be out of here in a few days.
And when you get out, you're going to need--
Spare me the fucking bullshit, Federico.
I don't give a shit what you have to offer.
This just got… personal.
And I'm not going to stop.
Guard.
I'm not going to stop.
LUIS
What's up, baby?
Still refreshing the page to see if more of the interview is released?
I'm working.
Believe it or not, I do run a television channel.
Right.
And you do it brilliantly.
We're not gonna fuck today.
No, I know. Yeah.
What are you doing?
Maybe we could go back to sleeping together.
Why?
Well, why not?
Because…
I don't know, for years you've been saying things like…
"Sleeping together is out of style."
Or, "Baby, when you sleep in the same bed, the sex just isn't the same."
"It sucks. The magic is lost."
I really do talk a lot of shit to make myself sound modern, don't I?
I hate to admit it, but you imitate me very well.
Come on, time to sleep.
I'll turn it off, okay?
- A quickie? - No.
There are inmates here that could solve your problem.
Excuse me?
People with nothing to lose, serving long sentences,
to whom a life doesn't mean much, especially not the life of a cop.
You just need to get money to their families,
and they're prepared to sacrifice themselves.
What about you?
How much do you get for arranging a murder?
Are there more of you, or do you do this on your own?
I'm asking in case you don't want to go down alone,
when I share this conversation
with the secretary-general of Penitentiary Institutions,
who I know personally.
Take it easy, old man.
We can also tell him how much you paid to arrange this unofficial visit, right?
All right, cut the crap. Get out of here.
- What's wrong? - I just can't sleep.
- I can't sleep like this, Ricardo. - Honey, come here.
It's just…
Move over.
You snore like a bear.
A Care Bear.
Guess what I was dreaming about?
What?
That we had a son.
And I woke up feeling happy.
I know I've always been hesitant about these things, but…
I think about having a baby,
caring for them, hugging them,
going skin-to-skin with them like this…
and I feel something in my stomach that…
makes me want to cry.
Seriously?
Yeah, well…
It must shock you to hear me say all this.
So, you've decided to team up with your father on this convoluted plan
against a fund that's unbeatable,
but if things go wrong, you're the one who ends up in jail.
You sound a little apocalyptic, but that's basically it.
And you trust him?
Who? My father?
It seems like all this is about saving you from getting sued, but…
But maybe he wants to take back control of the group and the paper.
On the one hand, I hate putting my fate in his hands.
But on the other hand…
On the other hand, after…
all this time under the pressure of the paper…
it's a relief to share the burden with him.
I don't know. I feel like I have support.
I almost wish you hadn't told me.
- I would've slept better. - I wouldn't lie to you.
Oh, really?
Why's that?
For the same reason I called you 14 times at 3:00 in the morning.
Sure, and for the same reason you send me audio messages like this.
Blanca…
Blanquita…
- No, turn that off, please. - No.
What do you say?
Are you criticizing me already? I won't regret it.
Well, I think it's sweet.
- Yes, sweet, adorable. - It is.
- I don't care that I'm wasted. - Yes.
Do you regret it?
I'm just gonna send it.
What do you think? A lot.
A lot?
Well, I don't.
No!
She won't feel overwhelmed, and she won't think it's pathetic.
She'll think it's sweet and human.
Welcome to Progresa's second shareholders' meeting of 2024.
As we all know,
we'd have liked this to be under different circumstances.
Some were even calling for a cancellation. But we can't run away from our problems.
DAD
The situation with one of the founders of this group,
Federico Seligman,
has reached the point of no return.
That's why here today, in front of all of you,
we want to reaffirm our absolute and complete trust in Andrés Seligman.
Good afternoon.
Periodic inspections and external audits are carried out
on the partners' accounts and revenues.
It is absolutely impossible that a manipulation of this scale
could have gone unnoticed.
It's a tactic by my father
to discredit the group and its current managers,
in a desperate attempt to bring it down
and present himself as the only possible savior.
We are certain that the data, and the court, will support our case.
Thank you.
No one takes the stock price drop lightly.
But we are fully confident that the stock price will recover
once the motives behind these scandals are revealed.
Now, if it's all right with you, let's go over the fourth-quarter accounts.
Shareholders will have a chance to speak--
Me!
- Since I was alluded to. - Excuse me?
I think it would be good to change the order. I'd like to speak now.
No, you can't. I'm sorry.
- That's not possible. - Let him speak!
- Please. - It's not possible. There's a protocol.
Please!
Let's calm down, please.
A clinic?
That's it?
- That easy, like changing phone companies. - You know it's not, but I have no choice.
You can lie, which you've been so good at lately.
Tell that dumbass Juanjo to write another speech, but a good one.
Forgive me and give me another chance.
People love reconciliations. You'll be a hit!
I need to hold my ground. They're watching me.
You know you have two daughters?
You'd separate me from them for months?
Do you realize that you want to lock me in a clinic for an illness I don't have?
Would you rather tell them the truth?
At their age? Because I can't do it.
Let's see…
- Drop that, please. - No, it's temporary, okay?
In a few months, we'll be able to visit you.
I have to keep this story going.
No one will believe it if I do nothing.
What story? You're putting the ministry before your kids.
I know that they'd be better off with you.
I've never criticized your parenting.
The thing is, none of this is my fault.
- You dug yourself this hole. - Okay.
I'm really sorry, but I won't do it.
You can't force me.
Don't go down that road, it won't help you.
Sure, but it won't help you either.
Mr. Seligman may have the floor, but it will be brief.
And we won't tolerate any more lies.
Don't worry.
It's not my intention to…
Thank you.
Yes.
I'm not going to say anything I can't prove.
I wanted to come and talk to all of you
because since the group was founded,
the only times I didn't do it
were because cancer didn't allow me.
And if I can overcome cancer, I can overcome this.
At the beginning, I wanted to believe that this whole thing with the subscribers
was human error.
Something my son had done out of desperation.
One last try,
a last-ditch effort to save the newspaper.
But the intervention of the investment fund representative,
and his actions lately,
have convinced me otherwise.
My son is just the tip of the iceberg.
As he mentioned,
it's impossible for something like this to go unnoticed.
The fund, and its representatives,
are fully involved in this fraud.
- That's why they're defending my son. - Mr. Seligman, I warned--
That's why I was sued, and thrown out of the group.
That's why, when I started making some noise privately a few weeks ago,
Mr. Aguirre,
the fund's previous representative,
went to Singapore,
a country with which we have no extradition treaty.
They knew this could blow up, and they tried to protect themselves.
Those of us that believe in this group…
and have fought for it for many years,
we do not deserve these lies.
They are an insult that we will not tolerate.
I, here and now,
make a vow to all the shareholders.
We will take back El Báltico!
- Very good, Federico. - Thank you.
Well said.
Aguado.
- What do you want? - That was a good speech.
Now's not the time for sarcasm.
I mean it.
It's not easy dealing with these internal problems.
I know that it's not an easy pill for you to swallow.
The rest of your investments probably don't give you as many headaches,
from what I've seen.
Before you came to the group,
you were running a frozen food business, weren't you?
- All sectors have their problems. - Undoubtedly.
All I'm saying is that if you miss the cutthroat frozen food industry,
I can give you a way out.
A few weeks ago, you offered to buy me out.
Today, I return the offer.
The stock closed at 28.
I'm willing to pay you 34 per share,
and you get out of Progresa forever.
You can stay here, and keep fighting for control of a company
that's in its worst state in years
and face me in court.
Or you can choose a dignified exit
where you don't lose money for your investors,
and blame me and my family
for ruining a business that could've been much more profitable.
Basically, we surrender and publicly accept defeat? Please…
You won't come out completely unscathed, that's true,
but you'll be much better off
than if we keep fighting this war.
It's up to you.
Thirty-four.
Lara?
León?
Did you find anything?
I don't know. I have some photos and papers,
but I don't really understand them. I have to go through it all carefully.
Okay, don't worry.
And the soldiers that were with my brother
when he was attacked, do you have their names?
Lara, are you there?
I spoke to your father.
- What do you mean? - He came to find me.
- Why? - He's worried about you.
Lara, my dad's an alcoholic. We can't fucking trust him.
He thinks all this is hurting you.
And if we carry on, you'll just get more obsessed.
Okay then.
- So you're abandoning me too? - I'm not abandoning you.
I don't know what to do. I want to help, but I don't know how.
Don't do what your family did.
Don't abandon me. That's what you do.
I don't know why I trusted a Seligman.
Lara, I'm sorry.
It's just this whole thing…
Lara?
God fucking dammit!
Hey smart-ass,
give me the money or I'll cut off your phone.
- Go. - What, man? It is what it is.
UNKNOWN NUMBER
FULL BRIGADE BATTALION 42
FEMINITY MONTHLY VIEWING FIGURES
BABY
Yolanda, I've been thinking,
and maybe what I said yesterday about having a child…
Well, maybe you think I'm going off the rails.
Like the idea of opening up the relationship.
I don't know, I want you to know that I can't stop thinking about it…
Wow.
Now he wants a kid.
Just as I'm about to turn 40.
Now that I've taken a lover
and might end up in jail, now you want a child?
Fuck.
It's not a good day, Fer.
That's why you're coming to the 300th Unleash Me show celebration.
- No. - Honey.
Everyone's coming.
When I say everyone, I mean everyone.
And Javiera's got some Molly that'll make you go crazy.
After talking about her addictions on the show,
she's using more than ever.
Come on, honey.
Let's go. The guys from The Island are coming.
Yuraida's coming, you know how she is.
She's a total mess, but that bitch sure is funny.
Come on.
None of the points you've made are convincing.
But…
- But I'll go with you. - Of course you will. Come on, let's go.
Let's go.
There's a game on I don't want to miss. Come on, guys.
- Let's go. - You're going to lose. You suck.
Yes.
Come on, kid, keep moving. Let's go.
- I'm coming. - What a pain in the ass, man.
Hi.
What's up, bro?
Use gloves. It's covered in come, you know?
- All warm from thinking about you. - Motherfucker.
- Here. You want more or what? - Hey, guys. Take it easy.
Pick that up.
Let's go.
So? What did you think?
Enrique's memoirs.
It's such a shame.
He writes so well.
He could be talking about port logistics, and I'd still read it.
No one writes like that anymore.
The picture he paints of you…
You can tell he knows you well.
He doesn't leave anything out.
It's such a shame
that I didn't read them before falling in love with you.
I heard you wanted Ducados.
You got any?
Of course.
Come.
Recess is over, guys. Come on.
That light tobacco they give us here,
it's fucking bullshit.
It's tasteless.
Hand it over.
Goddamn!
I don't discriminate at all.
I don't care if they're light, dark, Cuban…
We are talking about tobacco, right?
Because I'm not into that kind of thing.
Of course. We're still talking about tobacco,
but you know anything can happen.
Stay still, asshole!
Come on.
Stay still. Over here.
Son of a bitch.
It's done.
Ex-commissioner Vargas was found dead in his cell this morning,
from what seems to be a suicide.
Vargas was a very controversial figure…
What the fuck?
…plagued by recent scandals
linking him to what's been called "the Deep State."
Hey, do you know who I am?
You have no fucking clue what you're doing.
I'm watching it.
He committed suicide? That's impossible.
- I'll be right back. - Okay.
RESTROOMS
Son of a bitch!
My bike!
Hey!
My bike! Hey!
Fuck, come on.
Help!
Motherfucker!
- Stop him! - Fuck.
- The bike, motherfucker. - Goddammit!
- What happened? - I don't know.
He said he was going to take care of him by any means,
and then he kills himself.
But what…
Do you really think Dad's capable of committing murder?
I don't know what to think, Andrés.
What everyone else thinks.
Vargas's operation fell apart, he couldn't handle it.
But he was making a deal with the prosecutor.
You don't commit suicide when you're about to get out. It's strange.
There are very powerful people
with fewer morals than Dad, and he's a cop--
- Guys. - What?
I think it was me.
What was you?
I can't believe it. Okay…
Last night was the Unleash Me party, okay?
- You know what those people are like. - I don't.
Well, they're people of the night, Andrés.
People like bouncers and drug dealers.
And there was this guy who seemed really nice at first
who wouldn't stop trying to get information out of me. I didn't want to.
It's the same story that's been in thousands of movies.
Your typical shady, corrupt cop,
threatening my whole family.
The problem is, if that piece of shit cop leaks a part of the interview,
we're fucked.
But seriously fucked, you know?
Fuck, Yolanda. Fuck.
I can't believe it.
Hold on.
Are you saying that you shared
our life and our problems with the first guy you met at some party?
Not the first one, Andrés.
I'm saying that he seemed like a really nice guy at first, okay?
And he started to tell me not to worry.
"Don't worry. I'll take care of it."
He said he knew people inside, but, like, as a joke.
- Just like Strangers on a Train, right? - What's that?
You don't know what I mean, do you?
I mean, if I asked you to take someone out for me, then what?
As a joke? Just to pass the time. Good joke.
No, listen. You weren't there, okay?
But the context was confusing.
I mean, how was I supposed to know the guy was an actual hitman?
Listen, honey. Let me tell you one thing about this guy.
You have to be careful
because he's your typical "I'll do you right here, right now" kind of guy.
Dangerous.
Hey!
Hey, what? Where were you?
You mean, do I have some or do I want some?
What context?
- Did he get aggressive, or blackmail you? - No--
Did he ask for money?
He wanted to fuck Yuraida.
- What? - Yuraida?
- The trashy girl from The Island? - Yes.
- Seriously… - I introduced them and they fucked.
I mean, I fulfilled my part.
This is insane, Yolanda.
Fuck me.
Hold on, are you sure,
100% sure, that that's the Vargas guy?
- How can I be 100% sure? - Do you understand the question, or--
Do you understand what I'm saying?
I'm telling you that I think it might just be a coincidence.
But guys, you're making me nervous.
- Just give me a moment. Let me-- - What?
- Make a call. - No.
- I'll call him. - It won't change anything.
- Keep quiet for the rest of your life. - Please keep it together.
And stop snorting lines. One line, and you're spilling everything.
- Not after just one. - I don't care.
Please. This is serious, okay?
Shut your mouth, Minister. I might've solved a major issue for you.
- Well, okay… - Oh, wait.
I should be thanking you.
I should thank you for hiring a hitman.
Well, maybe so, okay?
Bravo.
- Fuck off. - You did amazing.
Asshole.
What?
- Happy to see me? - What are you doing here?
I came to see you.
Fuck, León.
Lara.
Lara, wait one moment. Hold on.
Hey, I'm sorry.
I was really aggressive on the phone, but that's not me.
I'm fucking obsessed, but what the fuck can I do? Tell me!
I had to try, right?
- What do I lose by talking to them? - Getting caught and locked up for longer.
I don't care if they catch me. I couldn't care less.
I just don't want to lose you.
And if you ask me to stop,
I promise I'll stop.
I found one.
One of the soldiers. This is his address.
What's that fucker doing here?
- León? - Son of a bitch! Are you following me?
Are you following me? Tell me!
Are you following me, dumbass?
Are you following me, asshole?
Motherfucker!
Son of a fucking bitch!
Lara, let's go.
Let's fucking go!
AUTONOMOUS UNIVERSITY OF MADRID
Shall we begin?
If you don't mind waiting until everyone's here.
Who's missing?
Me.
Thanks for the dirty allegation, Federico.
Proving that I wasn't fleeing from justice
allowed me to leave Singapore.
You can't imagine how incredibly boring it can be.
I'm glad to have been of service, but you could've saved yourself the trouble.
We just have a few loose ends to sort out here, and it's all set.
That's just what I wanted to talk about. The sale's terms have changed.
They really brought you in at the last minute to haggle?
You never fail to surprise me. In a bad way.
Don't get me wrong. This is not a negotiation.
This is what we want. Anything less, there's no sale.
Are you serious?
It's outrageous. No one will offer that much.
Not on the market.
I mean, it's probably not worth that.
If you pull that off,
I'll take you to the fair in a horse-drawn carriage.
But we believe you have plenty of incentives to make it happen.
Especially you, Andrés. Staying out of jail.
If you indict me over the subscribers--
Yes, buddy. I know your argument.
We'll lose all credibility because you easily tricked us, and…
Well, I hope it's some consolation to you on some Tuesday in February,
in your cell at Alcalá Meco, while some Arab guy winks at you.
"It was worth it. We were able to make the investment fund
have slightly less business volume."
Do what you wish, but you have everything to lose.
The thing is, we actually thought the same.
But we have a new advisor.
He convinced us we were selling for too cheap.
He knows you well. And he opened our eyes.
Andrés.
Guadalupe, what the hell is your husband doing?
You have 24 hours to respond to the offer, if you can.
Subtitle translation by: Lee Pollard