01x04 - Las cositas claras

[bunniefuu]

Pass it! Pass the ball!

Come up and get the fridge too,
you're gonna need it!

-I won't starve to death, I've got a job.
-Sure, mopping stairwells!

Do you know how hard it is to work,
study and run a home?

-How would you know?
-You won't even let me try, Mom!

Change the record!
Do I stop you from studying?

All I'm saying is,
do something with a damn future!

-How would you know? You didn't...
-What?

Even finish high school?

You said it, not me.

You think they'd let you
be a businesswoman?

What world are you living in, Desi?

Take a civil service exam.
They won't care if you're a gypsy.

Study, pass the tests
and nobody can take it back from you.

Okay, Mom! I know you think
I'll screw it up like always.

-I didn't say that!
-What did you say then?

-Listen to me!
-No, you listen to me!

God, you're exhausting!
Let go of the bag!

Let go of the bag.

f*cking hell. Jesus Christ.

Babe.

My love.

It's always the same, no matter
what I say or do. She's always like this.

It's over now.

It's okay. Call her on Sunday
and explain it to her again.

Without yelling.

Give me that, it's heavy.

Wrap it up, guys!

Same time tomorrow.

Cristian, don't make me
call your mom to check you showered!

-So funny.
-Get a shower!

-Leave the bag.
-The ball's flat.

Let's go.

I have to close up now!

You can't be here now, you know?

You hear that, Yuri?
You can't be here now.

What do you want?

I told your grandpa
almost everyone is convinced to leave now.

We'll go when you tell us
where your daughter is.

How do you know Desi?

She has something of ours,
and won't give it back.

Where is she?

No idea.

She doesn't live here
or speak to me anymore.

Look, I'm going to ask you
one more f*cking time.

Where the f*ck is your daughter? Huh?

Hey, Mariana.

Have you seen my sweatshirt?

Saved by the f*cking sweater.

Looks like you're busy.
We'll be back another day.

We are in no hurry.

Come on, let's go.

sh*t! sh*t!

Run, run, run!

I'm going to piss myself!

Wait.

f*ck me! f*ck!

sh*t, my feet are getting soaked!
For f*ck's sake!

If you weren't wanted women,
we could've stopped at a bar!

-Hey, don't talk to me like that.
-I'm sorry.

Look, girl, I'm sorry.

Don't get mad.
I'm just a bit on edge, that's all.

I'm not mad, Desi.

Just promise me
you won't do anything stupid again.

Like stealing my badge.

We're all in this together, okay?

Anyone got any toilet paper?

NO TRACES

She's so pretty, but I don't know
why she always looks mad at me.

Here.

Thanks.

Was a pork loin and pepper sandwich
too much to ask?

It's on its way.

I can't believe
there's an arrest warrant out for us.

We didn't do anything.
Nothing at all.

I know, but...

Look, when investigating a crime,
we look for three things.

Means, motive and opportunity.

The means is the weapon,
which we don't have yet.

But the motive is, you were fired
from Máñez and Bayetas.

It's Joaquín, pick up the phone!

They've inspected
Máñez and Bayetas,

and we're being audited.

Are you leaving?

Yes, I'm sorry.

But many people were fired that day.

Yes, but it turns out there's a video
of Desi threatening Néstor Máñez.

When you're mad, you say stupid things.

Now you have a motive.

And opportunity.
Your fingerprints put you at the scene.

We didn't go there to k*ll anybody, Irene!

Néstor called us to clean.

He can't remember that.

It was him, and he wants to frame us.

According to him,
they had a happy marriage.

So why would he k*ll his wife?

Are you following me?

You said it's best
if we aren't seen together.

Guilty as charged.

I just wanted to tell you the good news.

There are two suspects.
They're looking for them now.

Everybody lies about that kind of thing.

I didn't tell my mom
how badly Ubaldo was treating me.

The whole family has an alibi.

Néstor was in a meeting,
Eduardo, getting a massage.

Luis says the family has powerful friends.

With nothing on him,
he won't be investigated.

What about the bag of money?

How did it go?

That gypsy acted all tough,

but it's sorted now.

We'll have the bag soon.

You can rest easy. We gave her a warning.

Néstor said nothing was missing.

No sh*t.

He's not going to tell the cops
he had dirty money.

Máñez and Bayetas had an account
for every letter of the alphabet.

The accountant had many ways
of billing under the table.

Plus our contracts claimed
we were working half the time we did.

-Plus what about our holidays?
-Yes.

-And overtime!
-Overtime.

-Who paid for the cleaning products?
-We did.

Okay. That's not much to go on,

but it's all we've got.

The dirty money.

I'll talk to Eduardo Roselló.

If he talks, we may be able
to reopen a line of inquiry on the family.

Are you staying here or...

No, let's go.

Sofía, sweetie, no screaming.

Watch out, coming through.

It isn't looking good, Eduardo.

Not good at all.

Get yourself a lawyer.

What do you mean?
What, are you a pharmacist now?

-You're our lawyer, aren't you?
-No, I'm your family's lawyer.

-Could be a conflict of interest.
-Don't f*ck with me.

Don't. Néstor runs the company.

I'm just the accountant,
I know nothing about it.

I sign what he asks me to.

Well, tell that to your lawyer.

What do you mean?

You've got this, champ!
Good luck.

Joaquín, wait.

Say hi to Sofi and the journalists for me.

You can't do this to me.
Marisa and my father wouldn't...

The f*cking party is over!
Everybody go home! Now!

f*ck. Néstor, pick up the phone.

No, I don't want this!

Sofía, please, next year
you'll have another party.

-But I wanted this one, don't you get it?
-Angelita, come here.

Don't get so upset.

Listen, Néstor, Joaquín stopped by.

He said the audit looks really bad.

From February to May,

there's a shortfall of 75,000 euros
I can't account for.

I've been calling you
for three hours now.

Call me back when you can, okay?
It's important.

-Yes?
-Hello, could I speak to Mr. Roselló?

I'm Inspector Rodríguez. Remember me?

Got a minute to talk?

Now's not a good time.

I'm with my daughter,
and we're celebrating her birthday.

-Isn't that right, sweetie?
-No.

My birthday is over. Remember, Daddy?

Happy birthday! Can we talk?

What are you doing?

Texting Ubaldo.
Maybe he won't have to leave now.

Do you want him to stay?

I don't know.
But I feel like I have to talk to him.

Hide! Hide!

What?

-They're here.
-What? Who?

-Did they see us? Who was it?
-Shut up! Look.

Are they gone?

-I don't know.
-Look.

What do we do?

They left.

-The maid!
-What?

Go! Go!

Look, Eduardo... Can I call you that?

The last thing I want to do is come here

and bother you and your family,
you're already going through a lot.

But I have to do my job.

And Néstor isn't...

He's not so cooperative.

I know how these things work.

There are official accounts
done by the accountant.

Then there are others. Just because.

Am I right or not?

Look, I...

I've always just...

I mean, I...

I've only ever done
what they've told me to.

Yeah.

So, in that sense, well...

Want to answer that?

Just a second.

-f*ck.
-Hello?

Know the construction site
by Prosperidad Street?

Yeah.

A body has just been found.

A Latino male, around 50 years old.

An accident?

If only. You know when gangs
want to send a message?

-What did they do?
-Come see for yourself.

Now is not a good time.

We'll interrogate the neighbors.
They must've seen something.

What? No, wait for me. I'm on my way.

Get back. I won't tell you again.

-Can we finish our conversation later?
-Yes, sure.

Okay.

But, I want to talk to my lawyer first.

No, no!

Don't talk to anyone, I'm on my way.

Okay, yes.

Yes, I'm coming. I'm close by.

Bye.

Where the hell are you guys?

I can't find the g*dd*mn switch.

I can't find anything.

What are you doing? Help me.

What are you doing?

-No.
-Playing golf, what do you think?

No, don't!

-Should we call a locksmith?
-They'll hear us.

We just need to get out.

-They mustn't hear us.
-Okay, let go!

-Catalina, let go of the club.
-You let go.

-Let go, Catalina!
-Let go of the club.

-Let go of it.
-Catalina!

I want cake and ice cream.

Your mom will give you cake
for dinner tonight.

I said cake and ice cream! Do you hear me?

Yes, okay. Come on, get in the car. Here.

You can play your game.

There you go. Put your seatbelt on.
Here.

-It's Irene.
-Don't answer it.

-Do you think he heard us?
-No!

Okay.

Take a look.

Is he crying?

Yes.

Poor thing.

Haven't you ever been
to a kid's birthday party?

It's like w*r,
only you know you're going to lose.

What do we do?

Go, go.

No, no.

My dear friend!

Friend? I mean my brother, g*dd*mn it!

-My blood brother! Thank you!
-I just made you a sandwich.

I know, bro, but look how big it is!

Plus it's chorizo, man!

When you come to Mexico, bro,
you must call me.

Police.

Are you Miguel Montoya?

-Yeah, that's me. What's wrong?
-May we come in?

Did something happen or...

A body was found on the construction site
across the street.

-We want to ask you some questions.
-A body? Oh, my God.

If you could come with us
to the station.

It won't take long.

-Can I get changed?
-Of course. I'll escort you.

Don't worry. It's routine procedure.

It won't take long at all.

You can't say anything about Cata or Desi,
or that you know me!

What's going on?

The girls aren't in Carboneras.

We'll prove their innocence,
but I need you to keep quiet.

-Understood?
-Yes.

-Ready?
-Yes.

Okay. Let's go.

We're almost done.

Don't talk to the press,
you know how they are.

Something happens,
they jump on it like vultures.

They can try,
but they won't find anything.

We've never had
trouble with the police.

Not even a parking ticket.

Sorry.

Okay, so...

Go over your statement
and confirm everything's correct.

-Could you mute it, please?
-Yes, of course. I'm sorry.

MY GIRL DESI

-Sorry.
-For God's sake!

Everything's correct.

Okay, you can go now. We're done here.

I'll walk him out, don't worry.

Have a good day, buddy.

For f*ck's sake, man.

Irene!

Irene, your phone's ringing!

What the f*ck?

MY GIRL DESI

MIGUEL MONTOYA HERNÁNDEZ'S STATEMENT

NAME: DESIRÉ
SURNAME: MONTOYA HERNÁNDEZ

-No response? But why?
-Nothing.

They rejected my calls.

Neither Irene nor my brother
are picking up.

-What can I do?
-We've just got Ubaldo now.

No.

No. It's 2 p.m.,
and his plane leaves at 3 p.m.

He must be boarding already.

You don't know my husband.

-Yes?
-I'm here to look at your drainpipe issue.

Drainpipe? Which drainpipe?

Isn't this Mr. Roseló's house?

Roselló. Yes.

We got a call
to look at a problem in the kitchen.

-Kitchen? I was just washing up in there.
-Or the bathroom?

These houses are so big

that all of the pipes
lead into the same drainpipe.

Okay?

But you have to be careful
as some drainpipes go up,

and others go... It's a nightmare.

Can I come in?

I'm afraid not. Eduardo didn't say
anything to me.

You know what these big shots
are like, right?

Working all day long, making millions.

As if they'd remember me.

I can't let you in, I'm sorry.

Sorry. Could I have a glass of water?

It's so damn hot outside.

Okay.

Great.

Hey, girls, your pachuco
in shining armor is here.

Damn it.

Could you make it a big glass?
They're always so small here.

Could I have a bit of ice in it too?

It's just so g*dd*mn hot today.

Let's see. Come on, come on!

My dear girls! Nothing fazes me!

-Let's just go.
-Thank you!

-What?
-That's my brother's van.

-Hurry!
-What's going on?

Get in! Let's go. Hurry! Go!

-What are you doing?
-You're going to have to forgive me.

Mom?

What are you doing, Ubaldo?
What did you do?

So when they were being held at the dock,

the suspect called you
and asked you for help?

Yes.

I didn't know
it was related to the Roselló case.

-I found that out after.
-And you didn't think to tell us?

-I know they're innocent.
-You don't know.

The vacuum cleaner inside the body found
had their fingerprints all over it.

That means nothing.

Well, it has to mean something.

All I know
is that Desi didn't k*ll anybody.

"Desi"?

You mean Miss Montoya.

At the very least she must be your sister,
or your best friend. Otherwise...

What does it matter? I just know her.

No one puts their job on the line
for someone they "just know."

We're...

-We were a couple.
-I knew it.

You knew? What did you know?

You never tell us anything,
which makes it worse.

-People talk.
-Let's just focus.

Irene, the fact that you
of all people would take this risk...

It makes you seem like a rookie.

Anyway. For starters, you're off the case.

You can talk to your union rep,
but must give an official statement.

Got it?

For f*ck's sake!

f*ck my life!

What did the police say?

Right. I know, it's terrible.

I'll talk to the family.

Sure, it's no problem at all. Of course.



Okay. Bye.

What's wrong?

-They found a body at the site.
-No.

A guy with a vacuum cleaner up his a*s.
Can you believe it?

Not a heart attack, no!

A vacuum cleaner up his g*dd*mn a*s!

Cops are interrogating
the whole neighborhood.

Everything's been halted.

-The mayor's going to k*ll me.
-Okay, okay...

Take it easy.

-All sorts of things happen there.
-They'll make memes about it.

Let's see what they say.
We'll work it out, okay?

-Go up to the bedroom. Quick.
-My God.

Hi.

-This is not the best time, Eduardo.
-I need to pee.

Badly?

Then hurry.

You know where the bathroom is.
Use the downstairs one!

-What do you want?
-Let's talk inside for a moment.

What are you doing?

What?
This is my family's house.

It's mine now.

You know who came to see me?
The cop, from the golf club.

She wants to know stuff about the company.
The accounts, numbers, paperwork...

I was anxious as f*ck.

She wants to talk to me again,
but you said not to talk to anyone, right?

-What should I do?
-Look, Eduardo.

Any time you have a problem,
you run here sh1tting your pants.

It's our fault. You've always done that
and we've allowed it,

but I just lost my wife.

Could you respect that
and leave me alone for once?

I'm ready to go!

So is your dad.

Can I get a kiss?

-Come here.
-Bye.

Bye, sweetie.

Come on, Cata, I've done nothing
but help you since I got here.

-You haven't thanked me.
-Thanked you?

For what? If you want,
I'll thank you for being here,

although I clearly told you
to go back to Mexico.

Sure.

If I had gone to Mexico,

you might have gotten k*lled
in that damn garage.

That's not the issue.

The issue is you're never
where you should be.

But I'm here!

With you.

Yes, Ubaldo, but you should be over there.

-With Esmeralda.
-Give me a break.

Did you know
I'd never seen the sea before?

-Not even from the plane?
-The plane? No.

On the plane, I had a Valium
and three beers for it to kick in.

I know, darling. Yes, you're right.

I was a jerk, a lazy son of a b*tch.

-An as*h*le husband...
-Yes.

...and an even worse father.

Honestly, I don't know
why you fell in love with me.

Just look at me.

But what I do know...

is that I want you
to fall for me again.

No, wait, wait.
Don't give me an answer yet.

Give me the chance to prove
that I'm a new man.

I'll work, I'll clean apartments
and I'll...

I'll be in a mariachi band. I don't care.

Whatever it takes to be with you.

And with your daughter.

-And with my daughter, of course.
-And with my mom.

And with your mom.

It's lovely, isn't it?

And very big.

It would be a nice place to live in.

We already have a place to live.
Both of us.

Come here. Look at the views. Come on.

What are you doing, Mom?

Come up.

Unbelievable.
You kidnap me in a van, and now what?

Have you turned into a real estate agent?

We're being forced
to leave the neighborhood.

-What do you mean "forced"?
-The mayor is going to build a landfill.

Our building is the last one
they have left to buy.

Nobody will sell, so they came to me
because they know people listen to me.

At first I told them
there was no way I'd move.

But when they offered me this
to convince everyone...

You of course changed your mind. Right?

Everyone has to move because you said so.

Because you want to live by the sea.
Great job, Mom.

Either we took it, or they put drugs
on the streets. It's best for everyone.

That's not for you to decide,
Mom, it's always the same.

"It will help everyone else."

No!

If you want to help,
explain what happened.

They can decide
if they want to leave or not.

-Now let's go.
-Desi!

You can't say no to these people.

You know better than I do.

What does that mean?

You have to give them the bag back.

Hello.

Forgive me.

Sorry, but they left me no choice.

Why didn't you tell me anything before?

I know it's one hell of a problem,
but we've been partners since forever.

Why would I?

Soon as you found out,
you told Banyuls.

At that point I had no choice,
and you know it.

But if I'd known from the start...

I could've helped you out.

It's best if they turn themselves in.

If they're innocent, it'll be proven.

Whatever it takes.

Thank you.

Mr. Roselló?

I have the accounts you wanted.

Can we meet?

Of course.

Where?

In half an hour at the Meliá Hotel.

sh*t! sh*t!

Come on, Desi, come on!

f*ck!

-Irene?
-Eduardo Roselló wants to talk.

God loves me! So I won't go to jail?

Listen, I can't go, I'm at the station.

They know I helped you. I can't leave.

Holy sh*t!

You guys will have to go.

I don't know where it is.

The f*cking Latina has it.
Where is she?

I don't know. I really don't.

You don't know.

Yuri.

Could you take out one of her eyes?

No!

No, I'll call her!

I don't have any signal.
Maybe if we went down...

You've got an incoming call right now.

Don't play any games.

-Desi.
-Cata...

We're off to the Meliá Hotel.

Roselló wants to talk.

Irene was taken off the case.

Hurry. See you there.

Nice hotel, right?

Let's go.

-Come on.
-No, please.

-Please, no.
-No!

-f*cking move!
-Desi!

-Mom!
-Desi!

Mom! Please! Mom!

No! Let go of me!

Okay, guys.
We're going to 3 Puerta del Mar.

Meliá Hotel. Get in the car, now.

-Let's go.
-Where are you going?

To see why you sent the suspects
to talk to Eduardo.

Who gave you that information?

You did.

Come on, let's get moving.

-Come on.
-Let's go.

Mr. Roselló?

Yes?

I'm here on behalf of Inspector Rodríguez.

What?

Hey. You. Yeah, you.

Come on. Get out of here.

-You can't be here.
-Good afternoon.

I'm waiting for some people.

Wait by the taxis.
This is private property.

-I'm just waiting.
-You can't.

-What's the issue?
-Move.

-Move.
-You know what this is?

In my country, it's called discrimination.

-I'll have your shitty business shut down.
-Go.

Excuse me.

-Got a smoke to calm me down?
-Sure, buddy.

-Help yourself.
-Great. Got a light?

Here you go.

You okay, buddy?

-Hey!
-You shut up, b*tch!

This isn't what we agreed on.
Sofía, let's go.

Irene couldn't come, so she sent me.

Please, just listen to me.

Who are you?

I...Sorry. Excuse me.

I'm Cata.

No! Pick up!

Catita, you're going to get caught.

NATIONAL POLICE

No...

Thing is...

Your brother-in-law wants to frame us

for a m*rder.

Are you telling me
Néstor Máñez k*lled my sister?

All I'm saying is that we're innocent.

Can you help me?

Ready? Okay, we're going in.

-Come on!
-Let's get a move on.

Don't you want to know what happened?

Don't you want to know the truth?
Don't you want justice?

-Take this.
-Thank you.

-Go.
-Thank you so much.

-Hello.
-What the hell is going on?

What's going on?

f*ck!

Ubaldo!

-Come here!
-Desi?

The bag. The bag, now!

Okay. Yes.

Police, good afternoon.

Nobody move.

f*ck!

Everybody freeze!

Hands up!

Freeze! Police!