[lawn mower buzzing]
[woman] Excuse me!
Hey! Excuse me! Could you keep it down?
You've launched some very convincing accusations so far
against your children.
They're not accusations.
It's the reality of what they've done.
But I find it strange that, in agreeing to do this interview,
you made sure to include a clause reserving the right
to never publish it.
Yeah. I know it's a contradiction. That's true.
But I think I have the right to do so because… well, because I'm a father.
And being a father doesn't ever come with its own set of directions.
[pensive music playing]
[Federico] You wanna let your children take flight,
and at the same time stop them from making mistakes.
You want them to be good people,
but you don't want them to get walked all over either.
[Guadalupe] Damn it, Dad. This is gonna destroy us.
[Yolanda] I don't get why you didn't tell us
the interview had been stolen. I mean, we could've…
[Federico] What? What could you have done? Flee the country?
No. Well, we could've. Yeah.
At least, we could've been a little more prepared, you know?
Yeah. If I'd known, I don't think I would've told that story about Manuel.
Oh, so the problem with lying as a minister is in the timing?
Mm. So then what? Do I resign? Give in?
I'm supposed to roll over for this thing that wasn't even my fault?
That's not really important anymore. What we do now is what matters.
Because this Vargas guy could put out another piece of the interview
whenever he wants, right?
Listen, I know I don't have the right to be saying this, but you gotta trust me.
No more of that interview will be released.
I'm your father.
- Won't happen on my watch. - Lovely to hear.
[Yolanda] Very, very lovely indeed.
The problem is that Vargas hates us. You got the man put in jail.
He's got nothing left to lose.
So your plan's to make him stay quiet, but, Jesus Christ, how?
Whatever it takes, I'll do.
I mean, I wanna trust you right now, okay? I really do.
But it's difficult.
- We're taking a big risk. - Look at Andrés.
[Federico] And yes, you wanna punish them and protect them
at the same time.
Because nothing hurts as much… as one of your kids suffering.
[suspenseful theme music playing]
[tires screech]
ROTTEN LEGACY
[phones ringing in background]
I'd love to sit here and just say that my father's slandering my name
'cause he can't accept the fact that he's done running El Báltico.
But the reality is… that it's all true.
It's true, what he says in the interview.
I just hadn't expected it to be so easy to hide it all from you.
And you'll have to deal with the heat from it all.
Because Aguirre isn't here anymore
and the funders aren't gonna want scandals.
So, I would say, at this point, you have two options.
One is to accuse me and then align with my father at the shareholders' meeting.
Excuse me, uh… you know you could go to prison 'cause of this, don't you?
Oh yeah. Yeah. Of course.
But I'm also aware that your credibility as managers… would be on the line.
Because no one… no one wants to entrust their money
to guys like you who can be fooled by a humble newspaper editor.
- Hmm. - [tense music playing]
So, at this point, I think that you'd be more interested in the second option.
Which is to support me.
Hmm?
Maintain the story that my dad's some crazy old man
who can't handle stepping aside.
And then you sue him.
It's ultimately your call.
So I'll be in the newsroom… brainstorming how to approach this issue.
- [man] Andrés, what's going on? - [woman] Give us something.
[man] Anything.
Andrés, they won't stop calling, asking for statements.
- [woman 2] At least give a statement. - [man 2] Andrés.
Andrés, we may be the only ones not giving this story front-page coverage.
- [man 3] What's gonna happen to the paper? - [man 4] What's happening with Legacy?
- [man 5] What do we say to subscribers? - [man 3] Exactly.
- [man 6] God, this is bad. - Let's meet in my office.
[all murmuring, chatting]
- [woman 3] Now we're gonna lose our jobs. - [woman 4] Let's see what happens.
[man 7] Andrés, what's gonna happen? Are we in danger here?
[woman 5] We'll be okay.
- It's huge. Social media loves you. - [man laughs]
Right now, you could ask someone to light themselves on fire like a Buddhist monk
in front of a betting shop, and I'm convinced they'd do it. [laughs]
But hold on, this is my favorite part. Look at this.
These are your approval ratings among opposition voters.
Even the church ladies wanna take you home and make you soup.
Now tell me the bad news. Go ahead.
It's like, I'm sure half of Twitter's on my case right now about my dad's video.
That I'm just doing it all as a distraction.
- That I have no credibility, right? - Mm. Well, yeah, maybe a few.
Just trolls though. It's normal.
I think for most people, they're like, "Ah, poor thing. What a family from hell."
"Her father and brother fighting over the company. Her gambling husband."
- You have to use the traction. - I'm gonna let you go now.
I'm here at the house, and I wanna spend time with my girls, okay?
Okay. I'll see you.
[pensive music playing]
- Hi, Ester. - Good afternoon.
Looks pretty good. Chocolate.
[music fades]
[sighs]
Hello.
[Lola] Hey.
- How was your day? - [Paloma] Bad.
[Guadalupe] Bad?
- Don't want your snack? It's chocolate. - [Paloma] No, I don't feel like it.
Is there something wrong, Paloma, honey?
Hey, did something happen at school you don't wanna talk about, sweetheart?
Well, some older kids did tease us saying Daddy has a problem with gambling
and that you're rich and don't wanna give him any more money.
[Lola] I've told them, I don't like them talking about money.
Mom, uh, maybe now's not a great time for that.
And it's not true. I'm not rich.
Everybody says it. "She's rich."
"She dresses like a hippie, but she's rich."
Really? Who does? Who says those things?
Uh, I was listening, and I heard my teacher talking,
saying it to my English teacher.
[sighs] You don't believe what some gossipy teachers say
over your own mother.
Don't listen to 'em, honey.
See, the thing is, it's common to make up things to criticize others,
especially politicians.
- And especially if they're women. - But what if they're girls?
No, no. Not girls. No.
Look girls, I'm gonna try to help Daddy.
I'm gonna do everything that I possibly can, okay? I promise.
All right, then you should let us live with Daddy.
[phone ringing]
Lara, come with me. It'll be much quieter over here.
[indistinct chatter]
[woman] We can't be the only ones not publishing something.
[Andrés] I get it.
And I'd love to be able to say it won't affect you.
But honestly, I don't really know.
So we're gonna do our absolute best to publish this paper.
It's the only thing we can do.
That I can do, anyway.
- [woman 2] Shit, we're risking so much. - [man] So, what do we say to subscribers?
[man 2] Andrés, you have to face the music.
[man 3] Will there be layoffs or not?
[tense music playing]
BRUNO ESCUDERO DIES IN AFGHANISTAN
Here you go. This is everything we've got from that time period.
I appreciate it.
Poor Bruno. He was so young.
FULL BRIGADE / BATTALION 42
- [Yolanda] Mm. So does it have potential? - [Luis] Mm, very promising.
- Really? - Sure, sure.
- [Yolanda chuckles] - [Luis] Mm.
[Yolanda] Well, stop. [giggles]
[Luis moans softly]
[Yolanda groans]
What is going on here?
Mm… You're an architect, aren't you?
Well, if you do a good job renovating, it'll probably sell for more.
But this situation… is, uh, a bit weird.
It's weird how?
Yeah, well, it looks like you're buying this apartment really… to give me work.
No. No, no, no, no. I can explain it.
Um, so, I'm buying this place here because, come on, it's a great investment.
But I got a feeling that, well… that you're doing this
to sort of compensate me somehow.
'Cause ever since we watched your husband's video,
you've uh… you've been off. It's a little weird.
- Mm, no I haven't. - Yeah, you're being weird--
No, I don't think I am.
You've been responding to my texts with just one word.
Well, maybe you haven't read a newspaper because people your age don't read.
But let's see.
Not sure if you're aware of all the issues happening with my family right now.
I got about a thousand fires to put out, so I'm sorry for not, uh…
not being in the mood to send you photos of my tits all the time.
Yeah, I get that.
I mean, it sucks, but I get it.
I just wanna say that,
I think right now, your husband offers you security.
You don't wanna leave him, do you?
[splutters softly]
And that's why you went out and bought this big old apartment out of the blue.
To get me out of the way, right?
And so you feel less guilty because…
you know that I'm absolutely crazy about you.
Uh… mm, I gotta go, Luis.
- Don't go. - Yeah.
- Don't go. - Yeah. Hmm.
[pensive music playing]
[door opens]
[sighs]
[door closes]
Charly.
What's up, man?
Hey, you won't believe this amazing apartment
I just got my hands on.
[indistinct chatter]
[man] Lara?
- Lara Seligman? - [Lara] Yes.
Hi. I'm León's father. I was told I could find you here.
I know you've seen him.
Yeah.
I don't know if you've noticed, but, I mean, my son's not well.
That's not just me saying it. The professionals are saying it.
He was well enough for school though.
That's because they thought he was better,
but… seems like he still has the same paranoia.
Or do you think it's a coincidence he's befriended a Seligman?
He isn't even in your class.
- Look. - [sighs deeply]
I don't want anything like what happened before to happen again.
León can't control his rage, and… he can become very violent.
But those women dying was an accident.
Yeah, yeah, I know. My son's not a killer.
The unfortunate fact is, though, that… two women had died who didn't deserve to.
And that's something he can't deal with.
He just keeps searching for the reason to explain why he'd do that.
And… [sighs] …there's not one.
War reporters die. Period.
Yeah, but León told me there was one reporter
who didn't think the official story was right.
A soldier wanted to come forward.
- I understand why he's saying-- - Listen.
The most important thing for me right now is not to lose my remaining son.
And your father is actually helping me.
- I don't know. He's convinced that-- - That's exactly the point.
Listen, the last thing we need is to continue feeding this… this paranoia.
Please.
If you really want to help him,
just leave him alone.
Stay away from him.
[commentator 1] He's coming down the sideline, looking to pass…
[guard] Hey. You got a visitor.
- [commentator 1] Penalty! - Kinda late, isn't it?
- [commentator 2] Worst time in this game! - What kind of visit is this?
Federico.
What's up? You scared?
Can't handle not knowing which one of your kids I'm gonna fuck over next?
No.
I'm simply just tired.
I've come here to offer you a truce.
You slammed that door
the very second that you got my wife involved in this.
How long are we gonna do this?
You could keep releasing parts of my interview.
And fuck over my kids, as you say.
Then I wake up tomorrow, I blow the whistle
on the whole tax-dodging operation you got going on in Panama.
We would destroy each other.
And then what?
I'm already behind bars. Hmm?
You'll be in your own bed tonight, won't ya?
Seems like you've got more to lose.
This is just temporary. We both know that. You're only gonna be here a few days.
And when you do get out, you're gonna need--
Enough of your stupid bullshit, Federico.
I'm not interested in your offers.
[laughs] This whole thing just got… personal.
And I will not stop.
Guard!
[door creaks, clunks]
[Vargas] I will not stop.
[tense music playing]
[door slides, slams]
[phone buzzing]
[device dings]
Hey, baby.
Still refreshing the page to see if more of the interview came out?
I'm actually working.
Hard to believe, I know, uh, but I do run a TV channel.
[phone continues buzzing]
[Ricardo] Right.
And brilliantly, I might add.
- No sex tonight, okay? - No, of course.
[Ricardo sighs]
Mm.
What are you doing?
I thought we could sleep in the same bed again.
Why?
Well, why not?
Because, um…
I mean, well, because you always…
for years, uh… you've been like,
"Oh, well, couples sharing a bed is like… out of fashion."
Or, "Baby, when we sleep in the same bed, mm, the sex suffers."
"It's just bad. All the magic wears off."
[both chuckle]
[sighs] It is amazing what kind of dumb things
I'll say to make myself sound modern..
I kinda hate to admit it, but you imitate me very well.
[Yolanda laughs softly]
[Yolanda chuckles]
- [Ricardo moans softly] - Okay, I'm going to sleep.
All right.
Lights out, all right?
[both moan softly]
- [Ricardo] A quickie? - [Yolanda] Nope.
[guard whistles tunefully]
There are inmates here that could solve your problem.
What was that?
People with nothing to lose, serving long sentences,
people who see life as cheap.
Especially a cop's life.
They gotta get money to their families,
and they'll risk a certain amount in order to get it.
[Federico] What about you?
What's your fee for arranging an assassination?
Are there more of you, or is it just you on your own?
I just figured you might not wanna go down by yourself
when I end up reporting this conversation
to the general secretary of prisons and penitentiaries,
who is a personal friend of mine.
All right, old man. Relax.
I could tell him how much you paid to come in here after hours
for a little extracurricular visit.
Couldn't I?
[keys jangle]
We're done. Off your high horse On your way.
[lock clicks]
[Ricardo snoring]
[murmuring]
[gasps]
- What? What's going on? - I just… I can't sleep.
- I can't sleep like this, Ricardo. - Oh, honey. Come here. No. Come here.
[Yolanda] Yes.
Scoot over.
God, you're like a bear.
Come here. [grunting]
You know what I was dreaming about?
- [Yolanda] What? - [Ricardo] That we had a son.
And I woke up happy.
I know I've always shied away from these things, but…
all of a sudden, I think I'd like a child.
Taking care of him, holding him,
and spooning in bed like this.
And I get this feeling in my belly like…
I kinda wanna cry.
You're not serious?
[sighs]
Yeah, anyway…
Listen to me go on.
You must think I'm crazy.
So you've decided to embark on this convoluted plan with your father,
to go against the fund,
putting you in a situation where you have everything to lose.
But on top of that, if it doesn't work, it's you who goes to prison.
That was a bit hyperbolic, but well… you're basically right. Yeah.
And you trust him?
Trust who? My father?
I know you wanna avoid being sued and save yourself here, but…
But it could be that he's… he's planning to take back control of the newspaper.
Hmm.
I'm definitely not happy about leaving myself at his mercy.
But on the other hand,
when you consider all the…
all this time with… with the pressure of the paper…
us sharing the burden is kind of a relief.
I don't know. I… I feel supported.
[sighs]
I'd almost rather not have heard all this.
- I would've slept better. - I wasn't gonna lie to you.
Oh, no?
How come?
It's for the same reason I call you about 20 times at three in the morning.
[laughs]
Oh, right. Same reason you send me these voice messages.
- Like this one. - [ping]
[Andrés on voicemail] Blanca! Blanquita!
- Oh no. Turn it off. Please. - [laughing]
- Look, about yesterday. It's just… - [cackling]
- What do you think? - [groans]
You're criticizing already. I'm not gonna regret it.
I think it's very sweet, to be honest.
- Yeah, sweet. Adorable. - I'm serious.
- It is. - Whatever.
- You regret having sent it? - I'm sending it already.
- What do you think? - Oh no, no, no.
- Of course. No question. - You regret it? For real?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Well, I don't.
What? No. No. No, no!
Hmm.
No. No. No, she's not gonna think it's too much, or pathetic.
She's gonna think that it's nice… and human.
[chuckles]
Welcome to the Progresa Group's second shareholder meeting of 2024.
As we all know, we would've liked the circumstances to have been different.
Some were even asking for a cancellation.
But we can't always run away from our problems.
DAD
[speaker] The situation with one of the founders of this group…
THE IMPORTANT THING IS TO BE SURE. EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE.
[speaker] …has reached the point of no return.
And that is precisely the reason that we are in front of you here today,
in order to underline our absolute and total confidence in Andrés Seligman.
- [scattered applause] - [murmuring, coughing]
- [suspenseful music playing] - [mic feedback rings]
Good afternoon.
Inspections are a normal aspect of our business, as are external audits
of partners' accounts and income.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to have a manipulation occur
of this magnitude
and go by unnoticed.
It is a strategy employed by my father
to discredit the group and its current management.
It's a desperate measure to sink it
and then position himself as the only viable option to save it.
We are confident that the data and the courts will validate us.
Thank you.
No one takes a stock-price collapse lightly,
but we have absolute confidence that our stock price will recover
just as soon as we are able to determine all of the motivations
which are driving these recent scandals.
Now, if you don't mind,
we'll look at the fourth-quarter accounts up here on display.
We'll let shareholders speak afterwards, if any want--
[Federico] Me!
- Since you referred to me. - Excuse me?
[somber music playing]
[Federico] I think it would be good to change the order
because I'd like to speak now.
Uh, no. No, you can't. I'm sorry.
- [woman] Why not? - [speaker] That's not possible.
[crowd clamoring]
- [speaker] Please! Please! - He can't speak. It goes against protocol.
- So… - [speaker] Please!
Let's have some order. Please.
- [Manuel] It says it's a clinic. - [music fades]
- [birds twittering] - [water rippling]
There you go. Just that easy.
- Like changing your phone company. - No, it's not, but what else can we do?
What do you mean? You can lie, which you've gotten good at recently. Huh?
Call that moron Juanjo, and tell him to write another speech, but a good one!
Where you forgive me and give me just one more chance.
That kinda thing sells. Reconciliations. The people will love it.
I've gotta stay firm. The spotlight's on me.
You know you have two daughters?
And you're gonna separate them from their father for months?
You realize you wanna lock me up in a clinic
to receive treatment for something I don't have?
Would you rather tell the girls what you did, Manuel?
At their age? I know I won't be able to.
- [cat meows] - [Guadalupe sighs] Okay.
- That's not gonna happen. - No, it's a short-term thing.
We'll be able to come visit you in just a few months. There you go.
I've really gotta keep with the story, Manuel.
If I don't, no one'll believe the press conference I did.
Shit. You're making your position even more important than your own kids!
I'm the first to admit they'd be better off with you.
Mm.
I've never faulted you as a father.
Though both of us know none of it's my fault.
- It's your own fault you're in this. - Okay.
[sniffs]
[shuffles paper]
[sighs]
All right, look, I'm sorry, but I'm not doing it.
And you can't make me.
[somber music playing]
You won't be helping yourself, Manuel.
Yeah? Neither will you.
Mr. Seligman may have the floor, but he is instructed to keep it brief.
We won't tolerate any more lies or falsehoods.
Don't worry. I have no intention of…
Uh, thank you. [clears throat] Yeah.
Don't worry. I'm not gonna say anything I can't prove.
I wanted to come here so that I could speak to all of you
because ever since the group was founded,
the only times I didn't speak to you
were when my cancer prevented me.
And if I can beat cancer… I can beat this too.
[applause]
At the beginning, I wanted to think that this whole thing with the subscribers
was human error,
something that my son did in his desperation.
One final attempt.
It was an eleventh-hour effort to rescue the newspaper.
But… judging by the behavior of the investment fund's representative,
his recent actions, the interventions he's made,
I have been convinced otherwise.
My son's the tip of the iceberg of the larger problem.
As was recognized earlier,
it is impossible to have this go on and have no one be the wiser.
The fund and its representatives
are complicit in this fraud.
They are fully involved in it!
- That's why they're defending my son. - Mr. Seligman, I have warned you--
It's why I was forced out of the group. It's why they sued me.
That's why when I started to make some noise privately
a few weeks ago,
Mr. Aguirre,
the previous representative of the fund,
went to Singapore,
a country with which we do not have an extradition treaty.
They knew this could blow up in their faces,
and they wanted to protect themselves.
Several of you present here today are believers.
You believe in this group,
and you have fought for it for years and years,
and you do not deserve these lies.
They are insulting and won't be tolerated.
I, here and now…
I would like to make a promise here today, to all shareholders,
to get El Báltico back up on its feet!
[applause]
[determined music playing]
- Thank you, sir. Thank you. - [man 2] Very well put.
[Federico] Thank you, sir.
[music fades]
[Federico] Aguado.
- What do you want? - You did give a good speech in there.
I don't need sarcasm from you.
No, I mean it. I know it's always difficult
trying to handle internal problems like these.
I understand it's a tough pill for you to swallow.
Those other investments of yours probably don't make you as…
as crazy as this one does, but I'm just repeating what I heard.
Before joining this group, you were managing a frozen-food company.
That's the world that you knew.
[scoffs] All sectors have their problems.
Oh, sure. All I was trying to say to you
is that if you're missing the frozen-food world
and its cutthroat excitement, I can offer you an out.
[tense music playing]
[Federico] A few weeks ago, you offered to buy me out.
I'd like you to allow me to offer you the same.
The stock closed at 28.
Although I'm willing to offer you 34 per share.
And you get out of Progresa forever.
You can stay on and continue fighting to gain control of a company
that is experiencing its worst funk in several years,
and we can duke it out in front of a judge.
Or, perhaps, you can go for a more dignified exit,
where you don't lose even one cent for your investors.
And put the blame on me and my family
for ruining something that could've been a much more profitable business.
So basically, we give in to you and publicly admit we were defeated?
- Come on. - So you may take a hit or two.
It won't be the end of the world for you.
But you'll… that way you'll be much better off
than if we plow ahead with this war.
It's up to you.
Thirty-four.
["me lloro toda" playing over speakers]
[phone rings, interrupts song]
[León] Lara?
León?
[León] Did you find anything?
[Lara] I don't know. Um… I have some photos and papers,
but I don't fully understand them.
I still need to look through everything.
[León] Okay, don't worry.
What about the soldiers who were with my brother
when he was attacked? Do you have their names?
[tender music playing]
- You hear me? Hello? - I spoke to your father.
- Why'd you talk to my dad? - He came to see me.
Wait, why the hell's my dad talking to you?
He's worried about you. That's all.
Lara, you can't fucking trust my dad! He's a damn alcoholic!
[sighs]
He thinks that all this is hurting you
and if we keep going, you'll just get more obsessed.
Fine.
- So you're quitting on me too? - I'm not quitting on you.
I just… I don't know what to do here. How do I help you? I want to.
Don't quit me like your fucking family did!
Huh? Don't abandon me. That's how you can help me.
I don't know why I'm trusting a fucking Seligman.
[Lara exhales]
Lara, I'm sorry. This whole thing makes me…
[disconnect signal beeping]
Lara?
[disconnect signal continues beeping]
Damn this whole fucking thing!
[man claps] Hey, smart-ass!
Gimme the cash, or no more phone.
[indistinct chatter]
- Here. Go. - Hey, bro. That's how it is.
[line ringing]
UNKNOWN NUMBER
[ringing]
[somber music playing]
FULL BRIGADE BATALLION 42
MONTHLY VIEWING FIGURES
[phone ringing]
[pop music playing faintly over speakers]
[phone pings]
[Ricardo] Yolanda, I've been thinking, and maybe what I said yesterday
about having a child, well, um…
maybe you think that I'm… that I'm going crazy.
Like the idea of opening the relationship
and… I don't know, I want you to know I… I can't stop thinking about it, really.
[scoffs, laughs] Now he wants a kid.
[scoffs]
Right as I'm turning 40 years old.
Now! Now that I've started sleeping with someone else.
Tomorrow, I might go to prison, and now you wanna have a kid?
Jesus!
[knocking at door]
- No, it's not a good day, Fer. - Oh.
Well, we're about to fix that by going to Desátame's 300th-show celebration.
- No. - [Fer] Girl, don't give me that face.
Everyone's going. Seriously, this is huge.
Javiera's bringing her shit. Oh, girl, you're gonna love it.
It's funny. After being on the show talking all about her addictions,
she does more than ever now.
Come on, girl.
We're young. The Love Island's guys'll be there.
And Yuraida, you know how she gets. She's a mess, that one.
Funny bitch though. You know I love her. So let's go out.
Not a single one of those reasons is even somewhat convincing.
But what?
- But I'll go with you. - Of course you will. Come on, let's go.
[distant slam echoes]
- [man 1] Come on. - [alarm blaring]
[man 1] There's a game on today. I don't wanna miss it. Let's go.
Come on. Let's go, guys.
[man 2] You're going down. You're useless.
[radio beeps]
[man 1] Come on, man. Keep moving. Keep going. Come on.
- [man 3] Two cleared out… - [León] I'm going.
[man 4] You know what I mean, kid?
Hey.
[man 5] What's up, kid?
It's a good thing you got gloves. It's covered in lots of spunk.
[laughs] All sticky from thinking about you!
- [León] Son of a bitch. - Hey, hey, hey!
- Want some more? - Guys, take it easy.
Pick that up.
Come on. Come on.
[suspenseful music playing]
[alarm blaring]
[door closes]
[music intensifies]
[man chattering on video]
[León grunts]
[gasps]
[music fades]
[somber music playing]
[sighs]
Okay, so? What did you think about it?
Enrique's memoirs.
They were quite sad.
[sighs] He writes so well.
He could be writing about underwater basket weaving
and I'd still read it.
No one writes like him anymore.
The way that he writes about you, his depictions of you,
it's obvious he knew you well.
He doesn't leave anything out.
It's a shame that I didn't read them
before falling in love with you.
[music fades]
[clicks]
I hear you're looking for Ducados.
Are you selling?
- [man] All right. - Of course.
- [man] Everything looks good. - Come on in.
[man] I don't need you giving me that kinda lip.
[gate buzzing]
That light tobacco they give us here. Huh.
- It's fucking awful. - [chuckles]
There's no flavor.
Let's see.
- Ah, Christ. - Ah! [exhales, laughs]
I don't discriminate at all.
I don't care if they're light, Cuban, dark…
[Vargas chuckles]
We are talking about tobacco here, right?
'Cause I'll tell ya, man I'm not into riddles.
Yeah, of course.
We're still talking about tobacco, but you know anything goes here!
- [Vargas gagging] - [grunting]
Shut it, asshole! [panting]
[ominous music playing]
- Let's go! - [whistles]
- [Vargas struggling] - [man] Hurry up. Get in here. Come on.
- [grunting] - Squeeze.
[grunting]
- [grunting] - [Vargas choking, gagging]
[Vargas grunts]
It's done.
[TV news musical sting plays]
[newscaster] Ex-police commissioner Vargas was found dead
in his jail cell this morning
in what appears to have been a suicide.
- Vargas was a highly controversial figure. - What the fuck?
He has been pursued for recent scandals
connecting him to what has come to be known as "the state sewers."
- [phone buzzing] - [Vargas] You people know who I am?
Jesus Christ. You got no fuckin' idea what you're doing.
[Federico] Yes. I'm watching it. How could it be suicide? It's impossible.
[ominous music playing]
[cash register beeping]
[man] I'm coming, I'm coming.
RESTROOMS
- [blows thudding] - [man groaning]
Son of a bitch!
- My bike! Hey! Hey! - [bike starts]
You son of a bitch! He's taking my bike! Help!
- [revving] - Help! Help!
- [man 2] Hey! Get off! - [tires screech]
[man] Hey! Help!
[tires screech]
- Get back here! Stop! Stop! - [tires screech]
Fuck!
- [Andrés] What happened? - [Guadalupe] I don't… I don't know.
I just don't know. He said he'd take care of him,
and then suddenly he kills himself.
Okay, but what… what…
Do you really think that Dad's capable of committing murder?
[Guadalupe] I don't… I don't know what to think, Andrés.
[Andrés] What everyone's thinking.
Vargas's house of cards came crashing down.
He couldn't handle the pressure, and offed himself!
[Guadalupe] No, he didn't. He was making a deal with the prosecutor.
You don't commit suicide when you're getting out in two days.
- It's too weird. - [Andrés] Fine, okay.
There are some powerful people with stronger motives than Dad.
Don't forget he was a cop--
- [Yolanda] Hey, guys. - What?
- I think I did this. - Think you did what?
[shudders]
Jesus. I can't believe it.
Okay, um… last night was, uh… this Desátame thing, and I went.
- You know how those guys are. - I don't know.
[Yolanda] Well, they're like people of… people of the night, Andrés.
Drug dealer-types and bouncers…
This one guy was talking to me, seemed pretty cool.
He… he kept on trying to, like, get me talking about these things,
but I didn't wanna say anything.
It's the same situation
you've probably seen in a thousand movies, right?
Your typical dodgy cop. He's dirty. He's corrupt, you know?
He wants more, and now he's threatening my whole family.
The problem is
if this motherfucking cop decides he's gonna release even more
of my dad's interview, we're screwed.
Majorly screwed. Know what I mean?
- [Guadalupe] Shit. Yolanda, holy shit. - [moans]
[Guadalupe] I just can't… I can't believe it.
Wait, um, you're telling us
you told what's going on with our family, all our problems, all our bullshit,
to the first person you happened to talk to?
Not the very first guy I talked to, Andrés, okay?
Plus, he was super nice, super friendly, okay?
He kept telling me, "Don't worry."
"I'll take care of it. I know people inside."
And the way he said it, it was like he was, um… like, making a joke.
It would just be like Strangers on a Train, right?
- [man] What's that? - You don't get the reference, do you?
Like if I was gonna ask you to take someone out for me, right?
[man chuckling]
I mean, yeah, just your typical humor about killing people.
No, listen to me. You weren't there,
so your perspective of the context is off, okay?
Yeah, the context was confusing.
I mean, how am I supposed to know if he was a hit man?
I don't know that stuff.
Hey, sweetheart, look. I'll say one thing about this guy.
You gotta be careful
because… you get put on this man's list, you're dead meat.
Ooh! Dangerous! [giggles]
Oh! He's here!
Where have you been, girl?
Yeah? You got it, or you want it?
What was the context?
So what? Did this guy become violent? Did he--
- No! - [Andrés] Ask you for money?
- What context? - [distant siren wailing]
He wanted to fuck Yuraida.
- What? - Yuraida?
- Yuraida, that trashy girl on Love Island? - Yeah. I know. No. Okay.
I introduced them and they fucked, so there, I did my part. That was fine.
This is just… wow. This is super crazy, Yolanda.
- No shit! - Are you sure? I mean 100%?
This man is the one who actually killed Vargas?
I'm not 100% sure of anything. How would I be?
Do you understand what I'm asking--
[Yolanda] You heard what I've been saying. What I'm saying is
I think what me and this guy were telling each other
could be just a coincidence.
You guys are making me nervous. I'm freaking out.
- I'm gonna make a phone call real quick. - What?
- I'll get his number and call him. - No, no, no.
- Let's see. - No! That won't do anything.
For the rest of your life, keep your mouth shut!
And please stop getting wasted. Every time you do,
you start blabbing after your first line of coke.
Not the first one.
Well, I don't care, Yolanda. Please. This is serious, all right?
Hey, how about you stay quiet, Minister?
I may have just saved you a lot of trouble.
- Well… - Oh my God. No. Wait a minute.
You think you deserve a thank-you for this?
You ordered a hit on someone, and we give you credit?!
Well, mm, maybe, yeah.
- Okay? - Oh, bravo, yeah.
- [Yolanda] Fucking great! - [Andrés] Truly wonderful!
[Yolanda] Fuck you!
[somber music plays]
[indistinct chatter]
[music fades]
What?
- Happy to see me? - What are you doing?
I came to see you.
Fuck, León.
Lara.
Lara, wait a minute.
Hey! Hey. I'm sorry.
I was rude on the phone, but I'm not usually like that. Really.
Yeah, I'm fucking obsessed, but what else can I do? Tell me!
I had to try, right?
- What do I lose by talking to them? - They might find you.
- And add more time-- - I really don't care.
That doesn't matter to me at all.
I just don't wanna lose you.
If you ask me to stop this, I promise I will.
[tense music playing]
[sighs]
[León exhales softly]
[music fades]
I found one of the soldiers.
This is his address.
[Lara sighs]
[ominous music playing]
What's that motherfucker doing here?
[Lara] León?
- Son of a bitch! You fucking following me? - [man] Huh?
- [thud] - [León] Piece of shit! Following me!
- [man] What? - [León] Are you following me, moron?
Are you following me? Are you following me, you asshole?
[blows thudding]
[man groaning]
- [woman] Stop! - [León] Nice punch! Huh?
[grunts] Fuck you!
[woman] Stop!
- [man 2] What's going on? - [León] Come on!
- Let's go. Fuck! - [man 2] We saw the guy!
AUTONOMOUS UNIVERSITY OF MADRID
[woman] Are you okay?
- [music stops] - [man] Deadlines are unfeasible.
In clause 18. Oh, and the financial offer could definitely be better.
[Federico] Shall we begin?
If you don't mind waiting a moment till everyone's here.
Who's missing?
Me.
[ominous music playing]
I wanna thank you for your sneaky allegations, Federico.
Proving that I wasn't there fleeing from justice
allowed me to get out of Singapore.
You wouldn't believe how boring everything can be over there.
I'm glad to provide the service,
but you could've saved yourself the trouble of coming in.
We just have a couple of things to finalize before we're all done.
Mm. Yeah, that's what I wanted to discuss. The terms of sale have changed.
Did they seriously bring you in for some last-minute bargaining?
Well, you love to surprise me. In a bad way.
[Aguirre chuckles] Don't get me wrong. I'm not here to bargain.
This is what we want. Anything less, and there's no deal.
[rhythmic, suspenseful music playing]
Is this for real here?
It's outrageous. No one would pay this much, ever.
Not on the market.
No. Probably not worth it.
Actually, if there is a way you can pull this off,
I'll take you out to a nice steak dinner. [chuckles]
But anyway, all of us believe that you have plenty of incentive
to make this thing work.
Especially you, Andrés. Staying out of jail.
If you indict me for the subscriber thing…
Yeah, yeah, Tito, yeah. I know your reasoning. Yeah?
That we're bound to lose credibility because we're so easily fooled,
and… well, my hope for you is that you can find comfort,
some Tuesday in February in your cell in Alcalá Meco,
as an Arab guy winks at you. "It was worth it."
"We were able to get the investment fund
to lose a very small amount of their business. So proud."
It's up to you, but you have everything to lose from this point on.
Huh. We thought the same thing as a matter of fact, you know?
But we have a new adviser…
[music intensifies]
…who convinced us we're selling too cheap.
He knows you well, and he opened our eyes.
- Andrés. - [people murmuring]
[panting]
Guadalupe, what the hell's your husband trying to do?
You got 24 hours to respond to the offer. If you can, that is.
[music builds]
[dramatic music playing]