01x07 - La caza

[bunniefuu]

Match point.

It's ours!

Come on! We've got this!

Mine!

All right!

Game, set, match and you owe us lunch.

Yes!

-My God!
-I'm gonna take a shower.

-I have a meeting in half an hour.
-I want what you're on!

It's because I skip
the post-match gin and tonics.

Come on, that's the best part of this.

Hello? What is it?

Yes, I can talk.

Okay. As I expected.

But is it serious?

That son of a b*tch!

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What are you doing?

For f*ck's sake, Néstor. f*cking hell!

What's wrong?

-What wrong, honey?
-I've given you everything.

All the money you want,

a good job, this house.

This f*cking house!

But that wasn't enough.

Calm down, tell me what's wrong.

Of course I'll tell you. Believe me.

You've been stealing
from the cleaning company for months

and making Eduardo sign
so he'll be blamed for your sh*t. Right?

Now, get out of there,
get dressed and get out of my house.

I'm shutting down Máñez & Bayetas
and conducting an audit

and the next time I see you

will be to sign divorce papers

and file a huge lawsuit against you.

No one steals from my family.

f*ck!

I love your face and your hands

I love biting your neck too

I love looking at you
And every second feeling something new

I love that you steal my time

How in your passion I get entwined

I love how you set this bird free
From its cage

I love that feeling
When your wit is on a rampage

I love your shoulders, mistakes too
Tangled locks which remind me of you

I love that whenever I need you
You are by my side, it's true

I love to follow your tracks
To kiss the ground you walk on behind you

I love your name

I love your name

I love your name

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CATALINA AND DESIRÉ - HOME CLEANING

I love your sweetest side
Or when you act like a b*tch too

I love your neck or when
I telepathically communicate with you

I love getting lost with you
Or how you kick up a storm all right

I love the devastation
Left behind after every fight

Let me be a lucky charm in your life
But also your darkness, trouble and strife

I love

I love

I love

I love

I'm using this phrase
To tell you I love you

NO TRACES

Could I get some ice?

PETITION FOR CONTESTED DIVORCE

-A divorce filing?
-Yes.

Marisa Roseló wanted a divorce
and that as*h*le Néstor k*lled her.

That's all you've got?

That doesn't mean he k*lled her.

Honey, this happens every day.
Don't you read the papers?

Ubaldo, you and I got divorced, didn't we?

Did I k*ll you?

So, we have nothing then.

Holy sh*t!

Holy sh*t!

Holy sh*t in a good way or in a bad way?

There are more documents in here. Look.

Receipts that don't match
the warehouse dispatch notes.

What is that?

Payments for an express
deep cleaning course.

I was never offered
an express deep cleaning course.

No. We also don't have wheelchair ramps,
breastfeeding rooms or new uniforms.

-What?
-There are payments

to a construction company...

-Holy sh*t!
-In a good way or...

Look. Namanera Construction.

The company that's building the landfill.

Néstor Máñez' company.

So, he's embezzling money
from his cleaning company

to his construction company.

Of course, then his wife found out
and wanted to k*ll him.

But he k*lled her first.

-You're right after all.
-Of course!

It was Néstor.

Besides a thief and a m*rder*r,
he's also a rat. Look.

He liquidated the accounts' balances
and made Eduardo sign.

Look here.

I bet he didn't even know about it.

He definitely didn't.

He's not very smart.

But if he didn't k*ll his sister,
why did he make me lie to the cops?

I don't know, but he's going to tell us.

If the Russians haven't k*lled him yet.

How are we going to find him anyway?

We don't want you to see him.
Just talk to him.

-He'll talk to you. Please.
-I don't want more trouble with them.

Marlene, if you don't help us,
I don't know what we'll do.

Because of these people
we've been fired, shot at...

They k*lled that woman

and Mr. Guzmán
who had nothing to do with this.

They k*lled him too. Please!

My family and neighbors
will lose their homes.

-Please.
-That's why I'm scared.

Look, you have your mom,
your brother and Irene.

And you...

Your family's not here, but Ubaldo is.

I can't get in trouble.
If anything happens to me

nobody will care.

Do you understand?

They can do what they want with me.

I'm sorry, I really am, but I can't.

Goodbye and good luck.

Marlene.

Wait, look.

Marlene, we...

want to give you something.

It's worth a lot of money.

You can sell it
and go back to your country.

Or stay,
but you don't have to go back to the club.

Or if you do want
to go back to the club, you can.

You can do whatever you want.

I hope everything goes well. Take care.

All right, I'll call him.

But then I'm leaving.

Thank you!

All right.

Eduardo?

It was a nurse. He's in the hospital.

But he's out of danger, right?

Yes.

No, it's better if I talk to Rosa.

No, she's his ex-wife.

Yes. All right.

I'll head over there.

All right, thank you very much.

Okay, bye.

What's happened?

Nothing.

Nothing major.

Nothing major?

The last time you put on that face,

you confessed to an attempted m*rder.
And what did I say?

That we're going to do things my way.

So, if anything's going on...

Eduardo's finger was cut off.

I sent the Russians after him.

f*ck.

I can't believe this.

He filmed us f*cking.

What?

The day that thing happened to your face.

He told me at the funeral
and he threatened me.

I wasn't going to let him screw us over.

The only one who is screwing us over
is you, Néstor.

-It's over.
-What's over?

This, Néstor.

-The construction site, us.
-Lucrecia, please.

Remember how we said

we'd stick together
as long as we benefitted each other?

"Benefitted," Néstor,
that's what you said.

Yes. I swear, I'll fix it.

No need to swear anything,
I have nothing to do with this.

EMERGENCY ROOM
WAITING ROOM

What the f*ck happened with Eduardo?

When did I tell you to cut anything off?

Things got complicated.

What got complicated? For f*ck's sake.

You have the phone. Right?

Everything got complicated.

So, you don't have it?

f*cking hell.

God!

Let me talk to your grandpa.

I don't wanna talk to idiots.

Grandpa is dead.

Eduardo k*lled him.

And you...

are going to help us find him.

You hear me?

What will I do with you?

Take me to a judge?

-I have nothing to say to you.
-Fine, don't talk then.

Just listen.

Then, if you wish, you can talk to a judge

or whomever you want to talk to.

Here's what we're gonna do.

You're gonna call your girlfriend.

She's not my girlfriend.

Why would I call her?

So you can frame her
and her friend for m*rder?

So they tell us where they are.

Then we'll detain them.

They'll make statements

and they'll be remanded
in custody until the trial.

-But they're innocent.
-That's what they'll tell the judge.

They went into a house,

caught a burglar, got scared,

and ran away.

Let me introduce
Marisa Roselló's m*rder*r.

Mircea Bucur.

He's Romanian and has no alibi
for the time of Marisa's m*rder.

But he didn't k*ll Marisa Roselló.

No. But he can't deny it either.

He died in a bike accident last night.

Listen, Irene.

Your girlfriend
and her friend identify him,

we plant a couple of the victim's watches
in his house,

and it's over. Case closed.

-You're okay with this?
-It was his idea.

-This is unbelievable.
-It's what's best for everyone.

Your friends are free of m*rder charges,

and get off lightly
for all of the other petty misdeeds.

No big deal.

You'll come out of this
with a clean record.

I'll make sure of that myself.
I promise, Irene.

As for the judge, well...

There's nothing to tell him,

because nothing happened here.
Right, Luis?

Irene...

Call her.

Let's f*cking get this over with.

Wait for me here.

This is crazy,
they won't tell him where he is.

No. If Ubaldo is good
at one thing, it's lying.

-And the flowers are a big distraction.
-Great!

-We have flowers, it's all good!
-Are you backing out?

-No, I'm not.
-Then what?

I'm just saying

maybe we should've thought this through
a bit more.

It's Irene.

Irene?

Desi, are you okay?

Yes.

We're fine. Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine. Don't worry.

Weren't you arrested?

Yes, but it'll all get sorted out.

Irene, listen,
you're not going to believe this.

Eduardo didn't k*ll Marisa, Néstor did.

He stole from Máñez & Bayetas

to build the landfill near my home.

He tried blaming Eduardo,
but we'll get him.

We're going to get him!

-Desi...
-Go on.

Listen to me. Okay?

Tell me.

Where is she?

I love you, girl.

I trust you.
You're doing great. Good luck!

Take her away.

I got it.

Room 401.

Let's go.

-Okay, we've got this.
-Yes.

-Let's get to it.
-Okay.

No. You stay here.
Warn me if anything happens.

-Okay. Good luck with the rich kid.
-Thanks.

Rich kid. 401.

Room 401.

It's this way.

I want flan!

Flan!

An egg flan!

You? And you?

Don't worry.

We're just here to talk.

Do you have flan?

My God. He's high as hell on anesthesia.

Okay. Can you hear me?

Where were you
the morning of your sister's m*rder?

Marisa?

Little sister...

I love you!

Shut the hell up and listen!

You said you were with Marlene,
but we know that's a lie. Talk!

Is Marlene here?

No. She didn't come.

Look, Mr. Roselló,

we've come to help you, okay?

But in order for us to help you,

we need you to cooperate.

We need you to tell us
everything you know. Okay?

I don't know anything.

No, sir. Nothing at all.

They told me
I couldn't know anything, so I don't.

He's out of it.

-Coffee?
-Coffee.

Cover his mouth.

There.

Okay. No, don't.

That's so that you stop playing dumb.

Okay.

What a lovely outing this has been.
Thank you so much, Osvaldo.

Ubaldo, Mrs. Carmen. Ubaldo.

I'll take you back. 'Cause if you're not
there when your daughter visits,

she'll get worried. We don't want that.

No.

Wait over there.

Calm the f*ck down.

-Calm down!
-I am calm, because I'm going to k*ll him.

Have you lost your mind?

Do you want to go back to jail?

Listen, first, we'll get the bag back.

Then this as*h*le will pay us.
Then, we'll k*ll him.

Got it?

Now, calm down.

Next, please.

I wasn't with Marlene.

-I was with my sister.
-f*ck!

But I didn't do anything.
I didn't k*ll her, I swear.

I swear!

I didn't say anything before
because I was scared.

I'd be investigated
and lose custody of my child.

She's all I have.

My life's f*cked, I can't lose her too.

I just want to go home.

I feel so sorry for you!

Let's see.

We know Néstor played you both.

He stole from the business
and wanted to blame you for it.

Marisa wanted a divorce,
but he k*lled her first.

That's why he called the Russians,
the ones who cut your finger off.

Right. So what do you want me to do?

It's Ubaldo.

-Ubaldo, what is it?
-Cata.

My love, listen.

Is Néstor handsome and beefy
with a sour face?

Is he here?

Yes, they're here!

He's with the Russians.

I'll do the talking. You just wait.

Néstor and the Russians are here.

The Russians? sh*t!

-They want to k*ll me! I need to go!
-Hold it!

I've got an idea.

He's got an idea.

Don't worry Mrs. Carmen, it happens.

I'm sorry.

You can't come this way.
This lady has just wet herself.

My God. How embarrassing!
I didn't even realize.

It's okay. Don't worry.

Could you call the front desk?

I can't leave her here by herself.

We'll go this way.

You're f*cking kidding me.

I'm going to f*ck up Néstor real good.

Sure. honey. We all want revenge,
but we need to stay alive to do that.

-You're going to help us. Right?
-Yes.

Just get me out to somewhere safe.

I have something that can really hurt him.

They put on quite the show.

That's councilwoman Lucrecia Pallarés.

Great. You've certainly
earned your flan now.

But that only proves he's an adulterer,
not a m*rder*r.

Well, maybe along with the evidence
he was stealing from the company...

Adulterer and thief, but not a m*rder*r.

-We need something else.
-Wait.

Why do you want to pursue this?

They will k*ll you. The both of you.

The three of you.

You should leave and forget all this.

Forget?

How can you forget? She's your sister.

-Don't you want justice to be done?
-Of course I want justice.

I also wanted to die with five fingers,

yet here I am.

-This is a waste of time. I'm leaving.
-No, you're not.

-Give me that.
-Hands off!

-Hey, calm down.
-Give it back.

But...

I'll send the video to myself
on WhatsApp in case you delete it.

Why? You said it's not enough,
even with all the other evidence.

What are we going to do?

Lu, honey, pick up the phone, please.
We need to talk.

Don't do this to me. Okay?

I love you.

Come in.

Finally! What happened?

Inspector Rodríguez won't cooperate.

What about the cleaners?

Their whereabouts remain unknown.

For God's sake!

Well, it's over then.

What do you mean?

I'm going to Madrid tomorrow.

I was offered a job
at the Ministry of Culture.

So, I want no traces left
of what happened here.

Understood?

-The construction...
-My assistant can deal with that mess.

Or Néstor Máñez can. I don't care.

What?

Don't give me that look.

Don't worry, you'll get your cut.

What about the crime?
The case is still open.

Do you know who goes sailing
with the Court's top brass?

My father.

If you have any issues, just call him.

What do we do with Inspector Rodríguez?

I'm sure you'll think of something.

Lucrecia, pick up the phone.
I'm trying to fix things, okay?

I went to get the video
from Eduardo at the hospital,

and well, he wasn't there.

But I'll find him.

-You hear me?
-What's up, brother-in-law?

Well, well!

What are you doing here?

Having a swim and drinking a mojito.

Great.

Strong enough to raise the dead.

-Those are my trunks.
-Yes.

They're a bit tight down here,

but I can't be that picky.

All right.

Now, you and I are going to talk
for a bit.

-About what?
-About everything, Néstor. Everything.

About you sending
some Russians to k*ll me.

And what you'll do to make it up to me.

Or about the naughty video I have of you,

and how much you think it's worth.

Or about how you
and Joaquín intended to...

sh*t. One second.

As I was saying, we need to talk, Néstor.

Joaquín!

Néstor, how are you?

I called him to clarify
what the deal is with my sister's will.

Off the record.

Well, as long as you're okay with it?

Go ahead, tell him.

So, you'll be getting a cut, of course.

This house, the land,
the beach apartments.

Well,

the rest of it, the holding company
and its administration,

all of that...

-She left that to Sofía.
-Yes.

The kid?

I expected as much.

Aren't you smart?

She was her godmother and she adored her.

The issue is, Sofía's a minor.

Someone will have to run the companies
until she's 18.

Rosa and you?

Rosa and you. I'll stay on the sidelines.

Rosa doesn't trust me.

But she worships you.

If you agree
to help her manage Sofía's assets,

you can do
whatever you want with the companies.

-What about you?
-You'll give me a huge salary.

As an independent consultant, advisor
or whatever. Then you forget about me.

Regarding the shareholders,
this is the right choice.

It'll show unwavering unity
and the strength of the Roselló name.

You like all this business crap, Néstor.

Negotiating mergers,
sealing deals, going public.

Whereas I don't like working.

So we're all happy.

We all win.

Joaquín.

-Could you get us a drink?
-A drink?

Sure, I'll refill this
and we'll make a toast?

Great.

If we're doing this together,

we need to trust each other.

Let's see what you think about this.

As a gesture of good faith,

I'll give you what you want.

I'll delete the video.

As a gesture of your good faith,
you can gift...

No. You can return
the mountain estate, for example.

Are you serious?

Still don't trust me?

This is what we'll do, Néstor.

We'll go have a drink at the estate,

while Joaquín prepares
the paperwork for the transfer.

You'll sign it and that's it.

I'll delete the video
right in front of you.

It'll be a fresh start for us,
brother-in-law. What do you say?

This is almost done.

I'll call you back in a bit
so you can record.

Stay alert.

Yes! Come on!

I can't believe it.

Let's celebrate.
Let's go get some beers or something.

Right?

Okay, fine.

Bring snacks to line our stomachs.

Like what?

I don't know, some chips.

Yes!

-No!
-Sorry!

I have the deeds here.

If you both agree,
I'll have the paperwork ready shortly.

Go to the office
and call us when it's ready.

Néstor and I need to talk.

What do we need to talk about?

Family matters.

Okay.

Let me know when you're done
discussing your family matters.

Christ!

Do you really want to keep
this old house, Eduardo?

It's falling to pieces.

-It's filled with dust, sh*t, damp.
-You couldn't understand.

You didn't grow up here.

My father gave me this shotgun
when I turned 14.

He insisted that I learn how to hunt.

Do you know
about the hunter's rite of passage?

It's a beautiful thing.

When you k*ll your first deer,

they smear your face with its blood,

and you keep it on all day.

Bang!

I told you.

If we're doing this together,
we need to trust each other.

I want to trust you,

but I'll keep the video

unless you confess the truth about Marisa.

So tell me,

and trust that it will stay between us.

Or if you prefer,
we can go our separate ways,

and I'll release the video.

You don't have the ba*ls.

You don't think so?

You want me to trust you?

Fine.

I'll trust you.

But let me make one thing clear.

From now on,

if you double-cross me,

if you lie to me,

or if you try to screw me over in any way,

I swear on my life that you'll regret it,

because I'll come after you,

after Rosa and your f*cking daughter.

Is that clear?

Shall we go?

Where?

You want to see the judge, right?

The court isn't this way.

Do you like the docks?

It's beautiful.

Seagulls, boats, the sea breeze.

What are we doing here?

How can I make this clear to you?

You want to tell a judge about this.

All right, fine.

Maybe you'll find one who'll listen,
or maybe you won't.

Because they're corrupt too?

This city is unbelievable.

This city is what it is.

Say you do find a judge who will listen.

I'll be in trouble, sure.

But you won't get off easy either.

With everything you've done,
plus anything I decide to pin on you.

We're not talking suspensions anymore,
we're talking permanent dismissal.

On the other hand,
you can accept a new posting,

and leave everything as is.

Enough! Calm down.

How can I calm down? He's not calling.

I need something to eat.

He'll call soon, don't worry.

What if he doesn't?

If we don't get Néstor's confession,
we're in deep sh*t.

We'll just use this.

You just said that wasn't enough.

I know, God damn it!

I don't know, maybe...

He's calling!

-Start recording.
-Yes.

Hold on.

-You're telling me that Marisa...
-Yes.

She found out about Máñez & Bayetas,

so she wanted a divorce,
and would have left me broke.

I couldn't allow it.

So, I called some guys.

The Russians?

The Russians!

What for? Why did you call the Russians?

For them to do what they do best.

-He's confessing!
-Solve problems.

No f*cking way.

Cata?

Irene?

Ubaldo, are Desi and Cata with you?

They won't answer my calls.

Are they okay?

Ubaldo?

-Cata, are you there?
-I'm here.

Shut up!

Move.

Hurry the f*ck up!

Walk.

Go!

What are you doing? This is kidnapping.

Shut up.

The toilet won't flu...

-Son of a b*tch!
-You traitor!

What's this m*rder*r doing here?

Hey, okay!

Everybody just calm down, please.

Néstor, do something!

-Yuri.
-Néstor!

Yuri, lower the g*n.

Yuri, calm down.

Yuri, please.

Should we k*ll them or what?

You k*lled my wife.

-No. She was already dead.
-We didn't.

What do you expect them to say?

-They're murderers.
-Shut up.

-This is madness.
-No.

It's self-defense.

They wanted to pin Marisa's death on you,

and have a USB filled with evidence
from Máñez & Bayetas.

Well, let's start with that.

No!

No. There's nothing else in there.

Where is it?

A friend of ours has it.

-A lawyer.
-Right.

If anything happens to us,

he'll send it to all of the newspapers.

That's right.

Or it's in the Máñez & Bayetas unit.

These two have never even met a lawyer.

This is what we're going to do. Joaquín.

What?

Take my car, go to Máñez & Bayetas,

find that USB stick,

and throw it down the drain.

Okay.

What about you guys?

It's best you don't know.

-Please...
-Christ,

-don't do anything stupid!
-Get going.

f*cking hell.

-Go ahead.
-No!

Wait!

We didn't k*ll your wife.

I swear to God,
she was dead when we found her.

You've said that.

Yes. But someone else was in that house.

And we saw him. Didn't we?

Someone who faked an alibi
and said he wasn't there, but was.

What are you saying?

Someone with a golf club,
who doesn't play golf.

Don't listen to them.
They're trying to confuse us.

No.

Someone who k*lled his sister
in cold blood.

Eduardo Roselló.

-Are you stupid?
-Listen, Marisa, I...

If you don't know why you signed
a check for 20,000 euros, you're an idiot.

Okay, wait. Let me think.

This is unbelievable.

You're the f*cking accountant

and you don't know what I'm talking about.

You have our father's name,
you grew up in this house,

you were a member of the board,

and all you've done
is tarnish and ruin all of that.

Listen, I'm your brother.

I'm a Roselló too.

Eduardo, you are useless.

You're an embarrassment and a parasite.

You haven't been able
to hold down a job in all this time.

You couldn't even keep
your marriage together.

I can't take your name,

but I swear, I'll take everything else.

You really f*cked up now.

I'm going to report you

and take away everything you've got...

Even Sofía.

We've come to clean up your sh*t!

Shut up, you idiot!