Marcado (2026)

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You can't complain, Omar.

They've been throwing

confetti for the last four years,

but their fun was over.

Baby... Didn't they tell

you that you talk a lot?

Here you can walk. Yeah.

They're getting into quite a mess.

You two.

And on top of that, free.

Because they're not

going to give them sh*t.

Ok, listen up.

Juan Carlos.

JC... Wait.

They are making him

dirty work for very hard people

that is going to do the same to them

when they don't need them.

Can I give you some advice? No.

No.

If I could do the same

with all those who talk

nonsense in this country.

The problem is that I

would run out of b*ll*ts.

Well, we're done.

We charge ours and that's it.

Stop a little.

Have a drink. No.

Have a drink.

One is still missing.

Just one.

And we finish the job.

What are you taking about?

They were in charge of Mr. M.

We of what they worked for him.

That was the deal.

And this was the last one.

The crazy Lencina was very clear.

Varone wants to eliminate all threats.

Until the last one.

To those who were with Mr. M.

When he tried to take power.

And also to the former

collectors who worked for him.

Well...

There's still one left.

You know who I'm talking about.

Your old requisition colleague, Alonso.

We have to find the

place where it is hidden.

And once we find it.

Well

we sh**t him.

Alonso is dead.

We both saw the report.

The girl saw him beaten to death.

The other who worked for Mr. M.

That idiot who didn't hit anyone

and that later he appeared

with a shot to the head.

Mr. M. Planned everything.

He got rid of both of them in one night.

That's what they say... yes.

In that berret report that Nez made,

that scourge of homicides that covered him

I ruin Mr. M. For some change.

The report also detailed

that the body was never found.

They looked for him

and they looked for him.

Nuez cleaned everything else,

every bit of evidence.

But the body never appeared.

So no, Nene.

We haven't finished the job yet.

And they are not going to

release the other part of the twine

unless we bring proof that Alonso is dead.

Okay

now we leave this stiff here

and we wait to see what happens.

Nez told me that

Alonso had a fight with him.

Ready. Come on.

Uncle Cristian!

Aunt Laura asked me for the juicer.

Well,

Let's take it away.

Is it still bad? Yes, he still has the flu.

I'm going to give him some anti-inflammatories

and let him rest in the stable.

Until the fever goes down.

Poor Guri...

Well.

Take Aunt Laura.

Thanks, girl.

If you feel like it, sit down for a

moment and I'll squeeze them

and I'll bring you a glass.

Well.

Damn, man, it doesn't cost anything.

Drink from the glass. Hey?

Don't be angry, Gallega.

Now you lost the juicer too?

I'll find it... when I don't need it.

As always happens.

You'll see.

I went to the neighborhood

and brought you the newspapers.

They are on the table.

You planted a tree...

You need to write a book

and you will have accomplished the three

things that the poet recommends for life.

Do you have a son, Cristian?

Here are the juices.

Hello, Mario.

What a face!

Is something wrong?

I am doing the procedures to

enter the Penitentiary Service.

In your time, were exams in

public hospitals this screwed up?

Look at you...

Who would have thought?

Mario... my wife is pregnant

and I am without a job.

Did you see that with the guitar

you weren't going to get anywhere?

I still hope that Fabin understands

and decided to pursue a military career.

Give me that, let's see...

Let's see if I can touch

a contact or something.

Why didn't you tell me last week

when you came home to eat?

What did you want to enter?

Now the new litter has

already arrived in January.

Now, it's going to be more difficult.

But hey, leave me this

with your information.

Let's see what I can do.

Well, thank you.

Alonso...

Surname with history in the force.

Let's hope this is back.

The apple falls far from the tree.

Don Mario,

With all due respect, I tell you

and I appreciate the favor you do me,

but I have nothing to do

with what my father did.

And I don't like being compared

to him, or being named after him.

With all due respect, I tell you.

It's okay, kid.

Come on, I'll call you.

What's that?

Hello.

Hello, Mario.

Yes, Yes. He's awake.

That's where it happened.

Hello?

Yes, Yes.

I was just reading the appointment.

Listen to me.

I spoke with my friend

Vern, the National Director.

Stay tuned.

I told him that you are a good

kid, that you are my son's friend.

And that you are waiting for family.

He left everything ready.

Ah, important.

He asked me to tell you

that you are not going to fail him.

Do you hear?

Stay calm, Don Mario.

And thanks again.

Can you explain to me what is happening?

They appointed me Deputy Assistant.

And in two days I have to

report to the Penitentiary Service.

And what happened to all those procedures?

And what studies did you have to do?

What do I know?

Mario spoke with the

National Director and I entered.

Is that easy?

How barbaric!

How things work in this country.

You could have A*DS, tuberculosis, but

you name one from above and that's it.

The doors open for you.

Could it be all for convenience?

In this city?

I don't like that this happens and even

less that you achieve things this way.

And what the f*ck do you want me to do?

Call Mario and tell him I'm not showing up.

Because my wife had a moral attack.

That's how things are, Marcela.

I don't want you to end up being

complicit in the system, nothing more.

Then we complain

that things are like this and we end up

doing the same thing that we criticize.

But of course, when it suits one.

It doesn't matter so much anymore, right?

Stop messing around with

always doing the right thing.

We are going to have a child.

Is this or starvation?

Ok, do what you want.

Here it comes.

Didn't they ask for a cut for me?

What did you bring?

Well, this is what I was able to find out.

She is using the maiden

name Andrada Marcela.

That's why it took me so long to find it.

Moved in with son

to a house in a middle-class

neighborhood, far from the center.

Here you have the address.

He works in a clothing store until

noon, about ten blocks from the house.

The son goes to a public school

that almost never has classes

and when he has it, the

as*h*le cheats on his friends.

She's dating a guy.

He's like the boyfriend,

but he doesn't live there.

He goes every other day,

gives it a little powder and leaves.

Anything that helps us?

This.

I was able to access his bank

account to investigate the movements.

Every month.

Almost four years ago,

always the first of the month.

An anonymous person deposits a cash

amount directly into your bank account.

The figure is updated every six months.

But what a good father this Alonso is!

He continues to take care of maintenance.

I have to attend.

Hello Sandrita...

The wh*re who gave birth to you, Ramiro.

Since yesterday I have been calling you.

When the f*ck are you

going to come get your stuff?

I can't talk right now,

I'm in trouble at work.

Stop lying, son of a b*tch.

They already told me everything.

More than a week ago

that he is suspended and that

Internal Affairs is investigating you.

Stop a little Sandra.

Surely you were with that yiro

and that's why you didn't

answer, you piece of sh*t.

I'm not going to waste any

more energy on this relationship.

I came to get your things

because I threw everything away.

I already told you, Ramiro.

You don't f*ck with me.

You come with the freight, with the

money for the rent and the baby's school.

Because everything rots.

I already told you that I'm

taking care of getting the money.

Pass me over to Laura, I want to say hello.

You know I'm going to be better...

I'm going to go to court to ask for custody

and I'm going to tell everything you did.

But how do you tell me something like that?

Are you crazy?

You come today with the money

or I go to court.

Spot.

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry I left.

Did he say anything else?

Problems with Miss

self-help or the Black Mamba?

I asked you not to say that to Barbara.

Well.

It's not that big of a deal.

After all, I introduced

you to that little girl.

I told you that you were going

to get into trouble, that falopera.

No, it's not her.

Look, I need to take care

of some family quilombos.

I may see a lawyer and

that will take a little time.

Alright.

I'm going to see this mine

to see what I can get out of it.

Give it. I'm going to look

for the car in the parking lot.

Yes, go.

Then we talk.

Yes... we're going to have

to wait for the ballistics report.

There is much to do.

And this one?

Are you in charge?

Himself.

Anibal Soria, Internal

Affairs. Becker, Homicide.

You will say.

Our division joined the investigation

because there are indications of

that some agents of the Force

could be involved in the incident.

This is the fifth homicide

with similar characteristics

in the last ten days.

They discard the body

in an inhospitable place.

The victim is tied up and shot in the head.

Their identities were confirmed and they

all worked for a certain Mariano Salucci.

A crooked moneylender known as Mr. M.

He is currently a fugitive.

This was his personal custodian.

Do you see the shot in his hand?

All five victims have the same injury.

It's a mafia brand.

We believe there may have been

some internal conflict over power.

And that they are settling

accounts by paying agents

of the Force to act as hit men.

Sorry.

Hello.

Could you speak? Yeah.

I have Salinas in the interrogation room.

Perfect.

I'm going there.

I have to go.

They send me the detailed report. Okay.

Can you believe this guard?

They are very cold.

Thanks, Julio.

What beautiful colors the

trees have at this time, right?

Yeah.

He plays very well.

Why didn't you dedicate yourself to music?

It's not enough to play well, Julio.

Many years ago I had a band

with Fabian,

Mario's son.

Oh, look...

And what happened?

I left.

I had to leave.

And you don't regret it?

Of so many things.

I regret it, Julio.

To abandon music,

of not having lived in

a place like this before.

Of the impulsive decisions I made.

Every time I look in the mirror I

start to blame myself for things.

Are you still having nightmares?

Sometimes they come back, yes.

Uncle Cristian!

Will you open it for me?

It's very tight.

And that honey, Eli?

Glenda left it on the counter.

"Mom" left her.

Well, "mom."

Well, let's see.

It can't be done.

Elizabeth!

Why did you grab the jar of honey

that was on top of the cupboard?

He said you left it on the table.

And do you believe everything he tells you?

You can fall if you get on the chair.

Let's go home and take it to its place.

Well.

Well...

I go to the bathroom.

It's okay, Julio.

And don't get back on the chair.

Why did you get like this?

It wasn't that big of a deal.

I told you I don't like the

girl spending time with him.

Why do you have any idea?

He was always good to us.

I don't like his face.

And I'm not saying that

because of the scars.

I don't understand you.

Well, the scars, while we're at it.

How do you think he did it?

Someone who has the face

thus marked by something it

is and not by something good,

precisely.

Now that I think about it...

He never wanted to tell

me how he made them.

This guy was involved in something shady

in drugs or some mafia like that.

Don't you remember how they brought it?

Almost dead, he suddenly appeared one night

and Fabin forbade us to

talk about this with anyone.

And the first months he was locked up?

He barely went out into the field.

And in all these years he didn't even go

to the neighborhood to buy some clothes.

This guy was up to something strange.

For!

Don't scream.

Don't turn around.

I'm pointing a g*n at you.

In a low voice.

Answer me this.

Is there anyone else in the house?

No...

I'm alone...

Sure?

Is your son not here?

No. He went to a friend's house.

Okay. I didn't come to steal from you.

I didn't come to rob you.

Not even to hurt them.

If you give me certain

information that I need

everything will turn out well.

Did you understand? Yeah.

I came to talk about your ex.

Alonso.

I already know that he is not dead

and that he is hiding somewhere.

So don't give me the

story that everyone repeats.

We are?

I don't know anything.

I don't deal with him anymore...

Listen to me idiot.

I'm already playing again.

And if I have to blow your

head off or wait for you to arrive

kid and sh**t him to

death, I'm going to do it.

Did you understand me?

Think very carefully about what you are going

to say when I take my hand out of your mouth,

because if there is something.

What pisses me off is

people who talk nonsense.

I found out that for four years he has

been giving you money every month.

Where is Alonso?

How the hell do you get the money?

I don't know where it is.

We moved after he disappeared

and we had no further contact.

The police were also

looking for him for a while.

But I swear on my son,

I don't know where he is.

And the silver?

Someone makes a deposit to my account.

I don't know more than that

and what comes from him.

A week after disappearing,

They left me a letter without a

return address under the door.

He said that a friend of his was going

to be in charge of sending me money

to help us with the accounts.

What friend?

He didn't say the name.

He only added that he burn the

letter and tell our son that he had died.

Promising me that.

I was never going to try again

communicate with us.

Okay.

Now I'm going to go.

Until you hear the door close.

You're going to stay like this, are we?

We are?

And don't even think

about calling the police.

Or make a fuss because we're watching you.

He pretends that none of this happened

and I won't have to go back.

Let's see... where do I start?

Are you looking for a promotion, Soria?

The truth is that spending

the miserable budget.

What the government is doing to us in

these delusions of yours makes no sense.

When we started the investigation

against your narcotics colleagues for the

alleged relationship with organized crime,

With Role we thought that the

homicides were going to stop.

But not...

I come from another crime scene

with another dead criminal

gunned down in cold blood

by professionals.

Do you know what I think?

That someone from this unit continues

to pass on the information they need

to find the targets.

You know what else?

I think that the rat that is doing

their little intelligence job is you.

What a fantastic guy you are...

Please.

You have nothing.

Not a single piece of evidence

to prove what you're saying.

And if you have something...

Proceed, officer.

So don't break my ba*ls anymore

and let me go back, I have a lot of work.

Just go, officer.

Thanks for your time.

And what was that?

Aren't we going to open a summary?

No, not for now.

Salinas is arrogant.

It will be more useful to leave

it free to see where it takes us.

Meanwhile,

Get me Nez's current location.

A month ago we opened an investigation for

tampering with evidence in cases of pressure

and went to preventive availability.

Those cases

were directly related

with informal loans

offered by the famous Mr. M.

I think Nez may have

information about all this m*ssacre.

That we are witnessing.

!No no.

Are you okay, Chris?

Yes I'm fine.

Come to bed!

Yes, there I go.

Yes. Like that. Yeah.

You have a piece of contracture here, man.

And field work

takes its toll.

Hey...

I didn't do what I did

on purpose a while ago.

I still don't get the hang of it

when I have them so close.

Did you see the book I'm reading?

The one on the nightstand.

"When it no longer matters."

Is that what you want to tell me?

What do you give a sh*t about?

No.

The protagonist to have sex with an Indian.

He puts a bag over her

head because she is so ugly.

We can try something

like that, if you want.

Okay. I'm serious.

I've been here for nine months.

But...

It wasn't that long ago

that we started f*cking.

It's natural that I'm still not used to it.

You get used to it quickly.

To things?

When you arrived at

this place, for example.

The first year I did the same as Onetti.

The last years of his life.

I spent all day lying in bed

reading and drinking whiskey.

Why have you never told

me how you got your scars?

For the same reason that you

never told me why you left Spain.

Damn, man, you're so annoying.

I've already told you.

You only told me that you

were a masseuse in Madrid.

After having insisted a lot,

by the way.

Alright.

Don't tell me. Leave it.

I only worry about you.

I heard you complain in the bathroom.

And sometimes when you sleep too.

The past is like death.

It has no fix.

And it is better to talk about both

as little as possible to get through life.

Well, don't tell me.

End of service.

I'm going to take a shower.

I go to the Penitentiary School. Enter.

And who are you?

Cristian Adrin Vzquez.

Cristian Adrin Vzquez.

And what is it coming for?

I come from ngel Vern.

I received this letter on Saturday.

Here it says Cristian Alonso, not Vzquez.

How is this?

Oh, sorry.

It's just that I don't use

my paternal last name.

I prefer to be called Vzquez,

which is my mother's last name.

Training!

Mr. Cristian Alonso.

He had the honor of being named Deputy

Assistant of the Penitentiary Service.

But apparently, his godfather, ngel

Vern, did not warn him that when there is

officers and senior non-commissioned

officers stepping on the same beach,

Subalterns must announce

themselves and ask permission.

Rear!

March Race!

You too device! Run!

Fast! Don't stop! Come on! Faster!

Alonso move.

Rest!

Push-ups! One!

Two!

Eleven!

Rest.

Cayman Jump!

One! Eleven!

Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen.

Seventeen. Come on ladies.

Nineteen.

Twenty.

Rest!

Alonso!

Order, sir.

Yes sir!

Well, it looks like we

learned something today.

Go get a haircut.

Then, pick up your fatigues

uniform from the tailor shop.

And tell the clothier how much it fits.

Let's see if there are boots for you.

And one more thing.

Here you are Alonso and that's it.

Did you understand me?

Understood, sir.

Rear.

Run device. Run!

You have a new message.

Where are you, Nene?

Lencina called me.

He wants to know why

we didn't finish the job.

He insists that the matter has to be resolved

before the old man returns from his trip.

The pseudo-widow told me that it is a

friend of the ex who makes the deposits

but he doesn't know the name.

Tomorrow I'm going to Nez.

Maybe I missed something on this.

Another thing.

Salinas told me that Internal

Affairs questioned him.

Soria suspects that he is leaking

information about the targets to us.

Call me, Baby.

We have to talk.

Hello.

Tomorrow I bring you more.

Almost twelve.

You are always on the

limit. You don't learn more.

Another five minutes and you

found all your things on the street.

And by the way, I don't see the freight.

Give me a few days to organize

and I can get everything done at once.

For.

Let me see Lara.

When you get organized and

get all your things out of here.

That may be there.

Hey stop a little!

She is still my daughter.

And this is my house too.

Are you going to act macho now?

Look, I call the police and make a fuss.

Can you stop?

What's the matter?

Or better...

I call my lawyer.

I'll tell him why you were suspended.

That you threatened me

so that I wouldn't speak.

Whatever comes to mind I can tell you.

Overall... who do you think

they're going to believe?

You have everything to lose, Ramiro.

And apparently it's not in your best

interest to join in any more quilombos.

What a son of a b*tch...

Yeah...

You have no idea what

a son of a b*tch I can be.

You chose this path and life gives

you signs of what the true path is.

But you don't want to see it.

You have been living on

the wrong frequency for years.

Oops! Don't start with that stupid

speech you learn from your self-help books.

My guides.

They told me this was going to

be like this until you hit rock bottom.

Let's see, tell me. Why were you suspended?

Why were you suspended?

Are you telling our problems to strangers?

I told you... They're not strangers.

And don't avoid the question.

Eh... they want to leave everyone stuck

division for a few bribes.

And we fell into the trap.

Since the budget sent

by the State is not enough.

They create these causes

to reduce personnel.

Do you think I'm going to

believe that verse, Ramiro?

I'll show up tomorrow with the missing

money and freight to take all your things.

If you want to see your daughter again.

Hi love.

Hello.

I already know that you

asked me not to call you,

but I couldn't stand it.

Why don't you want to come?

You know I need you.

That I can't be alone.

I explained it to you in the message.

I have a job to finish and I'm

going to be out of town for a day.

Why so much mystery?

You promised me that you

were going to help me stop using.

And suddenly you erase

yourself like that out of nowhere.

Do you want to go back to your wife?

No? Is that it?

It's the last thing I would do right now.

My old people.

They fought with me.

And they left me alone.

I don't want to consume

in this state, Ramiro.

I don't want to hurt the baby.

Was it confirmed then?

Yes. This afternoon

they gave me the results.

No, Barbara.

I can't have another child.

Well,

I didn't plan it either.

I was going to start the faculty,

but now we have to take charge.

I'm not going to abort.

What if I give you money?

I imagine you are not talking.

Seriously, right?

Look, I'm going to pretend

you didn't say anything.

It seems that you are

not in a position to speak.

When you finish that urgent job

you have to do, we'll talk again.

Come on? Bye.

There is a new job.

Alonso! What are you doing?

Son of a b*tch!

Good day.

Good day.

I start early today.

Yeah.

Today is going to be

an important day, Julio.

I'm going to go to town and maybe.

Don't come back for a while.

Did something happen with the boss?

Fabian told me it wasn't going well.

It's not because of Mario.

It's something personal.

Do you know?

I was always curious to ask him something.

And just yesterday.

Did I never tell you that I have a son?

No.

That photo is old.

This year he turns sixteen.

What a surprise.

The last time I saw him, he had

eleven or twelve, I think.

Is that why you go to the city?

Yeah.

Among other things.

And does the Galician know?

Yeah.

I left him a letter.

Will the tree take care

of me until I return?

Of course.

Go easy.

Good day.

Have you already found out?

Don't worry, he'll be back.

Don't know.

The letter he wrote to

me sounds like a farewell.

What were you doing

sitting there like an idiot?

Do you want to be shot?

I was stretching my legs a little.

Everything is still the same

as when I left, from what I see.

It's getting worse and worse.

This city is a sewer.

Did you bring me what I asked for? Yeah.

Here you have the phone.

It's clean.

And the g*n?

Thank you.

I saved you my number.

And Marcela's new address.

Thanks for taking care of the deposits.

Don't even mention it.

You are my friend.

Besides, you're taking care of my

family's farm. It is what corresponds.

And I will continue doing it

as long as necessary.

Maybe it's not necessary anymore.

I think the time has come

to go back and recover what I lost.

What are you going to do?

Are you going to leave

the field... to my cousin?

Did Julio tell you?

I am the administrator

of my family's stays.

It is my obligation to know

everything that happens.

La Gallega knows how

to take care of herself.

Besides, she's just passing through.

He will surely return

to Spain sooner or later.

My cousin will never return

to Spain again, Pinocchio.

Did you get me that information?

Yes. It seems you were right.

It cost you a few mangoes.

His former lawyer mentioned

the same place as you.

It may no longer be useful, it may be gone.

He thinks he has a whole g*ng of hit

men from La Corona looking for him.

What was it that happened?

Mr. M.'s load was too big.

He wanted to take power.

Someone ratted him

out and everything rotted.

He managed to escape,

but he sent all his men to die.

They were taken down one by one.

Like I told you on the phone,

It can be dangerous to be seen around town.

Four years passed.

They must already consider me dead.

So...

Are you in that church?

Yes. Apparently his family

has ties to the church.

A pastor is sheltering

him in the parish house

until I can leave the country.

Here you have the address.

Your plan then is to take revenge on Mr. M.

Get your family back.

And then what?

I don't know.

We probably don't

have to leave the country.

It's not going to be easy.

And you would have to convince your ex.

Well, I'm leaving.

I have to see my son.

How are you doing?

f*cking.

Not much can be done.

At least we were able to bring him home.

Where do you plan to stay?

I don't plan to stay long.

Maybe I'll spend some time

in a hotel or stay in the car.

Take.

They are from the room where we rehearsed.

There is a sofa bed.

You can go to sleep there.

Don't check into a hotel.

It may be dangerous.

And don't keep moving in this car either.

Some of the informants they

have may have seen you arrive.

Take...

They are from a car that I use very little.

It is parked in front of the room.

Are you still with the band?

Yes. It's our ground wire.

Then call me.

Do you know anything about Nene?

No. We lost contact.

The Nene changed a lot

during this time, Pinocchio.

Last year he had quilombos in the Force.

A merchant reported him and his partner

because they charged bribes

to several places in the center

in exchange for protection.

Well,

be careful.

And don't be stupid.

Don't go mambo like last time.

Don't worry.

Hey... We're running out of weed.

It's okay, Stopper. The

visit comes in the afternoon.

And we send them some

packages. Listen, black.

He grabbed my wife against the stairs and

right there I started to give her a hand.

She came from shopping

and didn't let go of the bags.

There I just grab his

head so you can f*ck me.

And it begins that

no, that this, that that

that there... inside...

he swallowed her whole.

Thank goodness I didn't want to.

He grabbed it, I turned it around

and there it was, bare leather.

I start f*cking her.

And I give it b*mb, and b*mb, and b*mb...

What's up, Nene?

Does what I tell bother you?

Maybe the kid hasn't made his

debut yet and he doesn't care.

Hey black...

Cut it with the kid.

And you, bighead...

Every day we have to listen to how you f*ck

to your lady or the girls you get up.

Stop messing around

with the same thing, idiot.

The anti-militant jumped

in defending his new friend.

He gives cigarettes

and juice to the inmates

instead of sharing it with colleagues.

I may have given him the herb we need.

Suck me an egg, Plug.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Good day.

There is a custody to do

in extramural hospital.

Well...

You two.

Alonso, Gonzlez.

Dress in civilian clothes.

Go through referrals and

then leave with the commission.

Are you okay, Gypsy?

My throat is a little sore.

Don't fall asleep

I'll take you to rehab

in a little while, huh?

Chris.

Do you have any children?

Yes, Gypsy.

A two year old child.

Then I'm not going to

go on your guard shift.

I want to get out of here,

But I don't want to ruin your life.

You're a good guy.

I want to ruin that son of a b*tch

of Torres;

That idiot doesn't even let

me heat the kettle to drink mate.

You two always fooling around.

One of you has to stay inside.

Relax, Torres;

We watch from here.

Come on, I'll tell you something.

Baby, pass him the chargers and the

handcuff the n*gro, let him control.

Bighead... look,

This one wants to escape.

But he's paralyzed, you big idiot.

Let's see... How did you find out?

He told me.

Also, yesterday I sat on the edge of the bed, I

accidentally brushed his feet and he pushed them away.

And today I spoke with the nurse;

The cleaning staff told

him that they found him

in the bathroom with the visitor,

And that it was stopped.

But you are even more of an idiot, Alonso.

The thief lies to you, and

then the nurse jokes with you.

Do you think the thief... is going to

tell the police he wants to escape?

Stop fooling around...

What an idiot.

Long live Pern!

Hey, Black!

And where is the Gypsy?

He asked me for permission

to go heat water in the infirmary.

But I can't sh*t in peace!

How can you let him go alone, idiot?

Calm down, bighead. From

here I see the back of the chair.

You should be waiting

for the water to heat up.

Escaped, Black!

The wh*re who gave birth to you!

Espinoza too.

A barbarian idiot...

It had been about half an hour

since El Gitano had cracked.

He even had time to seal the doors,

and the poor b*stard never

realized that he couldn't take

that time to heat some water.

They deserve it for being idiots.

Especially Torres, who is

an arrogant piece of sh*t.

I told him I was going to run away.

And did they catch Limp in the end?

No... I wasn't lame, my love.

He was paralyzed. Bah... neither of them.

Yes, they caught him in Misiones. And

"Starsky and Hutch" were suspended.

Wellenough talk about work, guys.

Let's change the subject.

Did you tell him about the movie we

went to see at the cinema yesterday?

A piece of crap...

We get carried away by

all the advertising, see?

Because it looks like it was

made by a low-income guy,

something like that.

Now I wonder: Are they inflating

it because of that or because

what is the movie itself?

Because there must be fifty better

movies. That no one sees or mentions,

or even get so much fame. And well, love.

Art is subjective.

Maybe we don't have the

necessary skills to understand it.

Stop f*cking around.

A caress.

I think it was the marketing strategy

they found to fill the movie theaters.

And the truth is that it turned out quite

well. Because most of us fell into the trap.

I don't understand a

damn thing about cinema.

Well... that's it.

Are you going to wash now?

Yes, honey... it's just a

second. This is how I help you.

Sorry?

Help me?

Yes... Why?

Of course... since I'm the woman

and my role is to wash the dishes,

You help me in what this sexist society.

You consider it my natural role, don't you?

Love is a way of saying.

If you wanted, I...

Leave it, Ramiro, leave it.

Your friend is here.

Then we talk.

Excuse me,

I go to the bathroom.

Well.

I'm leaving.

Baby.

I know you just moved, but

have you thought it through?

You still have time.

Juan Carlos.

What are you doing here?

Visiting.

I'm busy now.

I opened the door.

We have to talk.

You're nervous, mate.

Make yourself some drinks.

Hello! Who are you?

Hello.

My name is Ramiro.

I'm looking for Christian.

It's not here. He left in

the car. I don't know where.

Is there anyone at home who might know?

The Galician... She is his girlfriend.

Can I talk to her?

It is very important.

What I have to tell you.

Alright. Wait for me at the gate.

Give it.

I'm going to bring the car.

I need information about Alonso.

Alonso?

With all the problems we're having,

and you come here to

talk about a dead person?

Don't make me upset, Nez.

You know that people

who talk sh*t bother me a lot.

Alonso is not dead, and you know it.

Dead, missing... it's the same.

The thing is, we've been looking

for it and haven't gotten anywhere.

Whoever helped him hide

knows how to hide a fugitive.

I heard about a mediator between

Alonso and his family, who deposits money

to your ex's account every month.

It's probably the same person.

And don't you think I would

have already looked for it.

If I knew who he was?

What I think is that you

got tired of searching,

and since you had already

been paid, you thought it was.

It is more convenient to

simply consider him dead.

Why don't you ask your partner?

You already know that Alonso and Nene

worked together in the Penitentiary Service.

My partner is a little confused...

That's why I came to ask if you have

any information about friends or family.

That they could have provided him with a

such a careful exit.

I don't know.

Why are you so interested in Alonso?

Are you going on a trip, Nez?

Since Soria heads Internal Affairs,

They are driving me crazy.

The idiot says he has evidence against me,

and the lawyers released me by hand.

You should do the same.

The guy is a beast and,

The worst, unbribable.

Soria doesn't worry me.

It is the type of problem

that is solved with plumb.

And we can't leave until we get paid.

That's why so much interest in Alonso...

You are the ones doing the

dirty work for The Crown, right?

I'm going to be honest with you, Nez.

When I decided to join the Force,

it was to get into the world of crime.

It may sound paradoxical to you,

but it is the best shortcut that exists.

Do you know what's good

about the crime business?

Apart from the money, of course.

You don't grow old!

Think about it well.

What's so good about being old?

You sh*t yourself.

Your joints start to hurt,

you can't see well.

You are going deaf.

You spend your time taking pills,

Your p*nis doesn't stop.

You practically become a

nuisance to everyone around you.

I mean it,

I think this business is the cure.

For old age.

Shhh! Relax.

You weren't on the

list. But the way I see it,

You are a loose end

that could ruin everything;

And if I eliminate you,

Maybe they'll give me more time.

Hello.

I need to talk to Lencina.

Aunt Laura!

I'm coming, Eli!

Who is that man, Eli?

Look for Christian.

My name is Ramiro.

I'm a friend of Christian.

I need to talk to him.

Eli... go home to your mother.

Well... Goodbye!

Bye bye.

How do you know this place?

Because I brought him here

when he was almost dead,

along with Fabian.

I'm a policeman.

That night Alonso had an important job.

He called me because he had a

feeling that something bad could happen.

He sent me the location and told me that if

he didn't get back to me within two hours,

Go look for it. When I arrived, I found it.

Unconscious and with a destroyed face.

As best I could, I made him

react and took him out of the house.

Before fainting again,

He told me to call Fabin.

Call Fabian!

We hid in his car in an alley,

and when Fabin arrived,

We brought him here.

A rural doctor treated him.

And sewed his face.

Happens.

Let's talk inside.

Fabin is my cousin.

I knew it.

The toughest of my collectors.

My best man.

He couldn't be dead.

I was sure this day would come.

That's why I wanted to be prepared.

Reach the top.

But I couldn't.

Someone ratted me out.

Now you know what it

feels like to be betrayed.

Didn't you want to do the same?

Get me out of the way so

you can do things your way.?

I don't blame you.

To be a leader you

have to k*ll your father.

And you thought it was me.

The one you had to k*ll.

That I ran the city.

Yeah

I liked that they thought that.

But the ocean is immense,

And there is always a bigger fish.

Believe me one thing

those who really run the system.

They almost never show their faces.

They stay in power by selling

you the illusion that you are free.

To choose your role in society.

When that place no longer suits you, and you

pretend to be something more than a pawn,

They put you in the right place.

In the end

I'm going to give you one last order.

Aim for the heart and end this.

It doesn't make sense.

You are already dead.

You will spend your last days

hidden like a rat,

alone and sick;

Until they find you and k*ll you.

I'm not going to do you a

favor. To end your suffering.

Where is Christian?

He's gone, and I don't

think he'll come back.

Where did he go?

To the city.

How to the city?

No... it can't be.

I arrived late.

Can you explain to me

what this is all about?

It's complicated to explain.

Cristian is marked.

If they see him in the city, they k*ll him.

And the fool goes into the lion's den.

He must think they think he's dead.

Did he tell you why he left?

He left me a letter.

It says something about

what you just told me:

What he dedicated himself

to, regarding his scars;

And to reveal his past to me.

It was the only parting

gift he could give me.

That's how I knew you

were telling the truth.

What a son of a b*tch!

He got his way.

Son of a b*tch!

What are you talking about?

This guy worked with Alonso.

My partner and I were

hired to eliminate it.

He decided to leave the body.

There so they could find it quickly.

And the news spread everywhere.

He wanted Alonso to find out.

Your partner? But,

Aren't you a police officer?

I needed money.

When I accepted the job, I never...

imagined that Alonso was on that list.

My partner hid it from me.

You're an idiot, man.

How could you?

I didn't know!

I'm telling you the truth.

I also thought they thought I was dead.

Christian is my friend.

He saved my life.

Why do you think I risked coming here?

We have to do something.

Peaceful.

I will find it,

but you all have to go now.

Sooner or later they will

find out about this place,

and it could be dangerous to stay.

Where is Julio?

In the barn... Do you know each other?

Of course

We met the night we brought Christian here.

Let's go look for it.

Come on!

Come on, hey! We have to destroy them!

Go! Go! Go!

Look for!

Come on! Above!

Come on! Get up! Against the wall!

Register everyone! And

then they go out into the yard!

Come on!

Come on!

You're an idiot! It's always

the same here, huh?!

Be careful, hey! That

the atmosphere is heavy.

Count!

Son of a b*tch!

We're screwing up!

You, friend, looked at my

wife's a*s, you don't have codes!

Shut it, idiot! Come on!

What is happening? No!

Get down! Come on, man! Son of a b*tch!

The riot is because the police

are not providing us with food.

Release the officers because I am going to give

orders for the search to come in and beat them.

And on top of that you are

threatening us! Son of a b*tch!

Gordo, your mother's p*ssy.

Look how I cut this idiot's

sound off! No, stop it!

Let it go! Hey, no, stop!

Don't do anything to him!

Hey!

Is it you, Pinocchio?

Hey, put that down!

Don't worry, nothing will happen to you.

Everything is fine with Pinocchio.

He never attacked us;

He treated us like people.

You have to thank him, Nene.

If you had fallen with another

person, you would have one less ear.

Hey, you...

Call the Boss!

Who is "The Boss" here?

Here's the sh*t!

What's wrong with you, fat man? Fat man!

What is happening here?

We have requests.

But we don't want to talk to you.

Call the director!

Yeah! Call him! Forward!

Come on man, call him!

It's okay, boy.

Now the Director arrives,

They negotiate and free us.

Son of a b*tch! Son of a b*tch!

Okay, good! Talk one by one!

Talk one by one, I'm here.

This way we can reach an agreement!

Thulium!

What is all this?

Release the soldiers, come on.

We have been complaining for three weeks

and they are not paying attention to us.

Ok... what do you need?

More time to visit, better food...

Wait... wait, write it all

down on a piece of paper.

The list?

I'm going to read it!

We are making a request to the

Director of the Unit to expedite the cases,

longer visit time, better food,

refrigerators... phone cards...

OK...

This is a document and.

It will be fulfilled.

It will be fulfilled!

Suarez.

From now on, these are the orders. OK?

Now... release the boys to me,

come on

I'm going to free the police,

But after that nothing will happen, right?

They're not going to enter the

pavilion and beat us up, right?

Don't worry.

Nothing is going to happen.

OK...

Come on, guys!

Release the police.

Come on! Come on!

Wake up! Come on, man!

Come on!

Come on! Don't hit us, idiots.

I'll be back in a minute.

I'm going to look for duct tape.

Baby...

Everything is going to be fine.

It's over.

Now we pass the psychiatric part and

they grant us sixty days of sick leave.

How many times have you been taken hostage?

This is the fifth.

You will get over it,

No problem.

If you want, you can take the sixty days.

I'm getting out of here.

This is not for me,

I'm going to resign.

Thanks for saving me out there.

Go away! You can't stay.

I'm not going to decide where to go.

No no.

I told you that guy was

going to cause trouble!

I can't leave like this.

I have a responsibility to this place.

And I can't leave Guri alone either.

Don't be stubborn.

It's for one or two days, maximum.

July...

If we explain this to Fabin,

I'm sure he will understand.

But now we have to get out of here,

They are in danger.

I have something to defend myself with.

Don't worry, little boy.

That won't be enough...

Come on, man...!

July...

You're getting us all into trouble.

Shh!

Hello?

Baby, it's me.

What happened?

It just so happened that I arrived at

Nez's house. And I found him shot.

In the head.

But... how...?

They k*lled him, simple as that.

That guy was full of enemies.

It could have been anyone.

Maybe it was Alonso. Saw

Omar's body on the news

and decided to come to the city.

No... no... I think.

Baby, do you hear me?

Yes, yes... I hear you.

Where are you?

In my lawyer's office.

My wife... wants custody and.

Okay.

Lencina told me The

Old Man arrives tomorrow.

So... whatever you're doing,

you better finish it quickly.

No no.

We have to go.

Wait...

What happened?

I'm going with you.

So that? To talk to my cousin.

Come on, go up!

Nunez,

Come on, open it!

I am Anibal Soria. I need to talk to you.

Did you find something?

It's empty.

The blood is not even dry.

Call the police station to send units

to patrol the area as soon as possible;

And to notify Homicide that

we just came across a m*rder.

I was planning to run away.

I knew we were going to arrest him.

There is nothing messy.

It seems like they didn't take anything.

No, this was personal.

The lock was not forced.

Nez probably knew him.

Police station... Do you hear me?

We have to go deep with Salinas.

Interrogate your acquaintances,

investigate their assets,

monitor their movements.

Wiretap their phones if necessary.

Salinas is the key to discovering

the identity of the murderers.

Hello!

Nico! Respond to my messages.

This Friday at nine.

How did you come up with

the idea of coming here?

You're crazy?

I came because I need us to talk.

It's important.

There's nothing to talk about.

But what happened to your face?

That doesn't matter anymore.

I came back because I want my son back.

And you too.

What are you talking about?

Don't be afraid. It's all over now.

The guys who were looking for me are dead.

You don't understand anything.

I can't be away from you.

I just saw Nico.

I'm in a relationship, Christian.

We're moving in with him in two weeks.

I understand.

But Nico is still my son.

Long before you disappeared,

you were absent to him.

When Nico was born, you

swore you would never commit

the same mistakes as your father,

that you would never be like him;

You even came to hate your last name.

And look at everything that happened...

In the end, you ended

up being worse than him.

I know I was wrong.

I did everything wrong.

But I'm here to fix things.

Do you know what the

problem with you always was?

That you don't let go of the past.

You can't or don't know how to do it.

But there's something on your mind.

That doesn't allow you to

leave certain things behind.

And I feel sorry for you

because you must suffer a lot.

But I never knew how to help you.

Can I ask you something?

Don't call.

Never come back again. Don't even show up.

My life started to get better

when you disappeared.

Alright.

And that's what you said.

"That everything is over."

It's a lie.

Yesterday, an armed man entered

the house and asked me about you.

If I knew where I could find you.

I don't know who they are.

But they know you're alive.

I love you.

Follow me.

Sit down.

I thought they were professionals.

They are making me look

bad in front of my boss,

And that is dangerous.

He orders an operation,

I hire you for the job,

and you don't finish it.

With this measure, we hoped

to set an example so that no one.

It occurs to him to try a conspiracy.

Yeah...

The last objective became

an unexpected problem.

Are you telling me

you can't finish the job?

No.

I mean that my partner

I think he's playing both sides.

And you answer for him?

I answer for me.

But, let's say that still... I haven't

found a way to persuade him.

I think I underestimated the

bond my partner had in the past.

With the last objective.

And don't you think that that

information should have been given to me?

Given when I hired them?

Clearly, you believed that if you told

me, I wouldn't have hired you, right?

At the time, I thought

a couple of corrupt cops.

They were the best

option for a job like this.

It even allowed the men

in our organization to focus

their efforts to locate Mr. M.

By the way, we already

know where he's hiding.

At any moment he is a dead man.

As I said. I would have

loved to welcome my boss.

With the work already done.

But that will no longer be possible.

Like most, you don't know Varone.

And let me clarify that he does not.

He tolerates mistakes, nor

is he as forgiving as I am.

Alright.

Tell your partner that tomorrow

Varone himself will have

a private conversation with him.

Can you give me one

last chance to fix this?

I think I can find a way to convince him.

You do what you have to do.

Keep removing any loose ends you want.

But the meeting between Varone

and his companion is inevitable.

There is no longer any margin for error.

This doesn't happen tomorrow.

You can withdraw.

Hello?

You didn't call me Pinocchio.

I was already getting worried.

My time has passed.

Are you OK? How did it all end?

Stop the sh*t.

I shouldn't have come.

Well

You had to do it.

Close the circle.

Now it's done.

What are you going to do?

Are you going back to the farm?

No. I would like to leave the money.

That I saved for Nico and then I'll leave.

I can't drive right now either...

I'm drunk.

If you need "one touch" to activate,

inside the big amplifier box.

There is something that can help you.

The last thing I want is to activate

Hey! I saw what they have under the couch.

What are they up to?

When the time comes

I will tell you everything.

You know that Marcela told me

something that made me think...

My dad is waking up.

I have to hang up.

We'll talk tomorrow.

Who were you talking to?

With the band's representative.

I go to the bathroom.

Do you need something?

Two in the morning.

We're close, but it's late.

Let's rest in a hotel.

A few hours and tomorrow

morning we continue our journey.

So... are you coming with me to Fabin's?

Yes, I think you are right.

He is the only one who can help us now.

Mr. prison guard!

How are you?

How are you, Cricket?

You did well, Alonso.

After... I don't know how many

days of leave, you come back and.

Two weeks later they notify you

of the transfer to another section.

Weren't you on vacation, were you?

Come on, Alonso.

If you know that news flies here.

A little bird told me that you were

the best guard in the fifth pavilion;

That you strictly enforced the rules.

And now... well... you are more permissive.

Tell that little bird that it is

transmitting information to you.

Be careful what you say because I'm

going to take you down with a slingshot.

What a brave guy!

They'll mistake you for a

criminal if you talk like that.

What are you doing, Crazy

Shot? How are you doing, Alonso?

All good? Everything quiet.

How many do you have present?

The total is thirty-five,

but there are thirty present.

There are three in operation

and two in the Palace of Justice

that they will be reinstated later.

Well. I'm going to do the counting.

Hang in there, Alonso!

Alonso!

Wait, wait for me.

We're not going in yet because there

was a big mess during visiting hours.

Some people are a little drunk and

were making a fuss in the pavilion.

No problem. What do you

mean "nothing happens"?

Let's wait for the search to form in the

hallway, and then when they're ready,

We go in and count.

Don't you think it's better

wait a bit, Alonso?

No problem. Let me in.

Look, I don't know if the

requisition has been filed yet.

Stop f*cking around.

Everything is going to be fine,

Let me in.

Count!

Is it our turn with you today, Pinocchio?

Yes, guys.

Come on, Pinocchio.

Good.

Forward!

One two three.

Four Stay calm, Pinocchio.

We've already fought all afternoon.

And we take out all the idiots.

Plus, you're a cool guy.

Eight,

nine,

eleven.

Twelve, thirteen. That's it, Pinocchio!

We're all crammed in here!

If you've already lost count.

OK that's fine. Come on.

Go ahead, go ahead.

Great, Pinocchio!

Come on, Pinocchio! Pinocchio!

They can't applaud you like that

Alonso. Thank goodness

there is no boss here because.

They could think anything.

I won't be able to go with you.

What has happened?

JC left me a message.

We have to meet with the guys who hired us.

But isn't it dangerous for you to go?

I have no other option.

What do I tell Christian

when I'll meet him?

Let him leave the country.

It's the only option you have left.

I'm going to try to give it

as long as possible.

Take care... and thank you.

Give me a cigarette.

Start up!

Mr. Varone will see you at the columbarium.

JC didn't come?

It is in your best interest

not to keep him waiting.

Funny how everything got complicated.

Don't you think so?

A job that was supposed to be

easy and fast, without setbacks,

without me having to know

anything until it was finished.

I was thinking a lot about what went wrong.

When something goes wrong, there

always has to be someone responsible,

someone who made a mistake.

But this case is an anomaly

in which I find no culprits.

Think about it.

You can't blame Lencina.

Considering his background.

And those of his partner in

the Force, and the little jobs

what they had been doing to

us. Their choice was accurate.

How could you have imagined

that someone as broken as you.

Would he end up being a loyal man?

Loyalty...

Complicating your life

so much for a friend.

That no longer exists.

It was lost in a remote past

along with other virtues that were

disappearing from this world.

The money... you know?

Manipulates convictions, disrupts ideals.

But you got me thinking.

Why would anyone risk being an exception?

As you may know, I do not have

conversations with my subordinates.

However, I called this meeting.

To meet him and see his face

of the man who no longer exists,

that has been dead for so many centuries.

A man like you who suddenly

decides that certain matters

are non-negotiable, it interrupts

the inertia of the system and that.

It's dangerous.

I'm going to be honest with you.

And this is already personal.

I could send my men to find

your friend and then get rid of you.

It would be quick and easy,

but no. I want you to do it.

Let him finish the work I gave him.

And show you that there are no exceptions;

That you, like the rest of us,

We no longer have a trace of humanity left.

And how do you plan to do that?

What's happening?

Sorry to bother you, sir.

But there is a young woman

who insists on seeing him.

She claims to be his cousin from Spain.

Yes sir.

Please men.

The snitch is back.

What is this guy doing here?

Son of a b*tch.

Soria, at my crime scene again?

I'm doing my job. Let me pass.

Wasn't it enough for you with Nuez?

Do you want another

colleague's head to roll?

Nez should be in prison.

Don't think I liked finding him dead.

But the fact that the moneylender

who paid him bribes was also m*rder*d

in exchange for favors,

It makes me think that someone is getting

on the nerves of very powerful people.

Look, you tired me out.

I'm going to talk to the police chief.

And tell him that you are hindering

the investigation and bother my men.

Why do I make you so nervous, Becker?

Do you also have a dirty a*s?

That strategy doesn't work with me.

Head of Internal Affairs.

I know how you operate; Is fishing.

I know how you work; You are

fishing I don't understand why someone.

He becomes a police officer

to imprison other police officers.

He even seems to enjoy it.

The problem is the police who

think they can do what they want.

And if...

I like to be that pain in the a*s that.

He doesn't let them go unpunished.

Role?

I hear you.

Chief, an officer saw Salinas this morning.

Stealing cocaine from the evidence room.

I took the complaint.

When I saw Salinas leaving the

police station, I started following him.

Now I'm on the highway, right behind him.

Very good, Role.

Don't lose it.

When it stops, send me the location.

What is this idiot doing?

Hello, colleague.

Did you get that?

Wow!

What humor!

Are you going to let me pass or do

you want to take it all on your own?

Look, I brought enough for both of us.

Or you can keep calling your

boyfriend and wait for him to answer you.

Oh I forgot.

I came with some friends.

We have breaking news.

This morning near the Immaculate

Conception Church, the mobster was shot

lender Mariano Salucci, in what.

It is believed that it was

a settling of accounts

between organized crime rivals.

We repeat... the mafia

loan shark Mariano Salucci

was shot dead in what is believed

have been a settling of

accounts between rivals of the.

Racketeering.

Shocking news.

For Nico... from dad.

Come in!

Walk!

Stay still, idiot!

Don't move!

Now you are going to

tell me where Alonso is.

I know you came to

see them. I don't know...

I don't know where it is.

Don't lie!

Is my father alive?

He came yesterday... yes.

But I asked him to leave.

I don't know where

may be now,

I swear.

Here I am, Nene.

This no longer has a solution.

I have to do it.

I'm going to do it.

And to end all this.

Don't hurt my family.

Are you going to k*ll me

in front of my son, Nene?

What's wrong with you, Nene?

Did you go crazy?

You don't understand. I have no choice.

I did everything I could to

prevent this from happening.

I didn't know I had to k*ll you.

That f*cking JC.

He hid it from me... he was using me.

I should have told him to go to

hell when he offered me the money.

But now it's too late.

If you have to do it,

Nene. I can't sh**t you.

You saved my life.

No, dad!

No!

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Get up!

Get out of my house

or I'll call the police!

What happened, Nene?

They are going to k*ll my family.

I like cemeteries.

I have always liked them.

The silence.

It is a necessary visit.

It reminds us of a

truth we strive to forget.

I liked this one in particular.

So much so that I bought it.

I will not deny that it is also

useful to us from time to time.

Whenever I can, I come and

walk it alone to cleanse myself of

the routine and remember

that thought that we denied since

appears in our consciousness.

Do you remember that day? The exact moment?

I do.

I was eleven or twelve years old.

I was alone in my room,

sitting on the edge of the bed,

looking out the window

the patio.

The afternoon was falling and for the first

time I became aware of the meaning of death.

That everything that surrounded

me at that moment would not last.

I don't know if it was an epiphany.

I don't think I've ever had one.

But we are all like that.

We deny the unbearable and

only accept it when we have it

in front of us, when it

is already unavoidable.

That's why I made him come.

I hope that when you see

with your own eyes what

I'm going to show you now,

you'll accept what you've been

denying all this time:

That he has no choice but to

comply with what I ordered him.

Please come closer.

If I don't finish the job tonight, he

assured me he would fill the niches.

With the bodies of my wife

and my daughter.

It's JC... my partner.

Pick it up and put it on speakerphone.

Where are you, partner?

I know.

You're still with your lawyer, right?

What do you need, Juan Carlos?

Ooh! It's been so long

since you called me that.

Either your meeting with Varone

went badly, or you're angry with me.

Well, I'm angry too.

You spent all this time fooling me

and you ruined the operation.

All because of that stupid friend

of yours who isn't worth a sh*t,

or at least it's not worth the

fortune they were going to pay us.

But don't worry.

I already got you a replacement.

I'm going to give your part to

Salinas, who was helping me finish.

The little job that you abandoned.

Now we are at a friend of yours' house.

That he was calling you all day.

And you didn't answer the phone.

Barbara? You have to admit

that "La Mamba" suits him better,

even if it screws you up.

I was so primed for a little cocaine.

That he had to come to me, and well.

Here we are.

Now he can't talk because

we had to shake him.

What do you want?

I want an exchange.

If you hand me over to Alonso, I

will free the future mother of your child.

Yes... well... she told

us to let go of the blows.

A tip from a friend:

Take a DNA test...

This girl can handle anyone.

Son of a b*tch, Juan Carlos!

Shhh... easy, Nene.

Alright.

In half an hour at Atilio's bar.

Very suitable...

Don't be smart, Nene.

Salinas is going to stay with your female

until he confirms that you kept your word.

If it turns out to be a

trap, I'll let you know.

And he cuts his neck.

Wait for me here... and

pay attention to your phone.

I'll call you when I'm at the bar.

Yes, yes... yes, yes.

What are we going to do?

Now we talk outside.

We're leaving.

Dad...

Don't waste it on nonsense, okay?

Thanks, dad.

Take care, son.

Come on.

Wait, Nene!

Your partner is not going to do his part.

That's obvious.

He can't do it.

I'm going to meet him alone.

You have to get to that

house as soon as possible.

It's the only option you have.

Whether you go alone or

with the police is your decision.

I can't go to the police.

Eventually you will have to do it.

You're up to your neck in this, AND on top of

that you involved your family in all of this.

La Gallega is in the city.

Yesterday I went to look for you

in the field, and when he found out

of what was happening,

And he wanted to come with me.

He must be at Fabin's house now.

Later I call Fabin.

Hurry up. Give it.

Doesn't answer.

Wait.

Who were those guys?

They came to talk to their father.

Businessmen, I guess.

Where did they enter?

Their father ordered me to make

them enter through the garage.

Wait for me here.

Who were these men?

How I'm dying, and I gave you

the power to manage my assets.

Did you think you had the right

to bring a criminal to my property?

I've known it for a long time.

And then on top of that

you gave shelter to that

torment that disgraced the entire family.

How could you do such a thing?

Always challenging me.

Always doing the opposite

of what your father wants.

Until today I tolerated it,

for your mother;

But she is no longer there.

No more indulgence.

Now you are going to face the consequences.

Of a lifetime going

against your father's wishes.

What did you do?

A long time ago, when I helped

your friend get into the service,

I warned him not to fail me.

I stood up for him and

he made me look like sh*t.

With my friend.

He is also going to face the

consequences of what he did.

What did you do, you old fool?

He hadn't spoken to Lencina

since he retired from the army.

After finding out what was happening, I

made a few calls and regained contact.

You are lucky to be my son; To anyone else

they would not have forgiven him

what you did.

You have no idea what you did.

You put Julio and his family

in danger., you old idiot.

Alonso is no longer there.

He already left the farm.

What are you saying?

I came this far.

From now on, the little.

What's left of your life? May

your survivors take care of you.

Come here!

Fabian! Come here!

What has happened?

Are you sure Julio and his family

were going to leave the farm?

Don't know.

They were arguing about it when I left.

Julio didn't want to leave

the ranch for the horse,

But... Why do you ask?

Has something happened?

My father gave the location of

the field to the men of "the Crown"

believing that Alonso is

still there. I have to go there

as soon as possible.

I'm going with you. No,

it could be dangerous.

Take.

This is the address of the rehearsal room,

It's close.

These are the keys.

You can't stay here.

I'm going to keep calling

Christian from the car.

If I get in touch with him, I'll let

him know to come look for you.

Don't worry.

Come on!

For the boys.

Thank you, dear Pinocchio!

Do you want a drink?

No... what is that, "Little Bird"? Yeah...

I don't know how they can take that.

Take it back.

You really are a special case, Pinocchio.

It's not that big of a deal.

The truth is that I never understood:

What does a guy like you do?

In a place like this?

You don't have the soul of a soldier.

I've been wondering the

same thing for over ten years.

What do I know?

I was out of work, I got my wife

pregnant. And this was the easiest.

Or so I thought at the time.

My father was also a police officer.

Did you know?

I wasn't home much,

I barely knew him.

He ended up in prison for

extortion. And died in a prison like this.

When I joined the Service, I wanted

to prove that I was nothing like him.

Then I stopped caring.

I started to understand how this works.

Yes... my father was a son of a b*tch,

but he had bursts of kindness;

And it didn't take long to

realize that this is all a lie.

At first, I saw so

clearly what I had to do.

Follow orders and comply without protest.

I'm tired of this sh*t.

To accept the nonsense of the

bosses, of the idiots of my colleagues,

of having to settle for making ends meet.

While the usual turros live the great life.

I'm burned out.

Rotten inside.

And full of anger.

Do you know why I'm in here?

Smuggling.

To make real money. But because

I'm a nobody, I ended up in jail.

Have you ever seen a politician go to jail

in this country for

stealing from the State?

But a real prisoner, without

privileges, like us here.

That's when I started thinking and realized

that the whole system is a lie

that the laws apply to you,

to me, but never to them.

Morality is a verse that imposes

the powerful to dominate us.

I stopped believing in

all this a long time ago.

I just hope I don't die

in here like my old man.

Sometimes... I also

feel like I'm a prisoner.

Just like you.

Listen to me, Pinocchio.

I have acquaintances outside

people who worked with

me and who owe me favors.

If you ever want to quit this shitty job

and earn real money,

I can put you in touch

with a former partner.

A lender,

who is always looking

for awake people like you.

I already told you once.

You are on the other side of the bars,

You have a uniform, you have a badge,

But you're like us.

Bye bye. I'm going to bed.

It's you.

This is you!

Look what I found.

Forgive me for everything.

Tell my daughter I love her.

No!

Maybe if I push this.

It makes you want to talk.

Does Soria know we are here?

Say yes or no with your head.

If not, look how I press

and goodbye, listen.

No! Shhh!

Hey! Don't be afraid.

What's happening?

You wanted cocaine.

p*nis and cocaine.

And we ruined your night.

No! No!

Wow! Oh!

Oh! Oh!

I'll k*ll you, you son of a b*tch!

Son of a b*tch!

I'm going to gouge out your eyes!

Look at me! Look at me!

Are you OK? Yes... yes.

You have to go. Yeah.

No.

No, my love... no.

They threatened my family.

I am willing to cooperate,

but I ask for all possible

protection for them.

Don't worry.

No!

She is plucking the petals, I

write it down and remember it.

Remembering them as just another mirage.

Alone with his guitar,

is bleeding from the blues.

He will never listen.

Can?

Do you drink something?

I invite.

Nene always told me about this losers' bar,

where they used to get drunk

when they left the service.

I imagined it differently.

It was.

A lot of time passed.

It stands to reason.

The only thing that remains

from that time is the name.

A little like people... who change,

They stop being the same, but

they continue to have the same name.

Or, they make up an

alias. Like an alter ego.

I never used one;

It seems pretentious to me.

I get tired of words, names.

I prefer something shorter.

A pair of initials to replace

a name, for example.

And that's it.

That's enough.

Yes, I see.

That's always seemed a

little ridiculous to me... JC?

Oh well

Well... I see that my partner

lied to me... once again.

It leaves me no choice but

to... Keep what I had promised.

He didn't lie to you.

Here I am.

So much that you were looking for me.

Let's solve this.

You and me.

With no one else in the middle.

I understand this is a money issue, right?

Is there anything else?

If I'm here, it's only because of greed,

It's that simple.

So if I said I had a hundred

thousand dollars in cash

in the trunk of my car,

which is parked outside,

And that I am willing to give it to you, so

that you forget about the list, about the deal.

Of everything and let me go.

Would you accept the deal?

That you manage that amount

of money sounds hardly credible.

And even if you are telling

the truth, I would tell you:

"Thank you, but no."

I can't let my employer down.

He is a man who should not be betrayed.

But you could lie to Nene.

You used your partner to get to me.

That.

It was the typical circumstance in

which the ends justify the means.

You should know it.

Or are you going to tell me

that... when you left the Service.

For an ideal or to fight

against the system?

It was for money.

We are both corrupt.

El Nene is also corrupt.

I never forced him.

I just taught him the shortcuts

And he liked them.

Who doesn't?

This city offers several.

It is a cancer that

consumes you. Little by little.

I simply do what is necessary to

survive and get out of this latrine.

As quickly as possible.

The street, the people, the

rules. They were rotting me.

So I thought.

Why be on this side?

Better to be in the middle,

between the bad and the worst.

I don't expect you to understand...

But the way I see things,

My actions justify themselves.

I know what happened to you.

I followed your case in the newspapers.

I know the guy who stabbed your wife.

About two years ago, to steal his wallet.

That people fled instead of helping her.

That the ambulance did not arrive

on time due to the usual strikes,

and that she ended up bleeding

to death alone on the sidewalk.

That they caught the m*rder*r,

but then the judge reduced his.

Sentence due to political pressure.

That the opposition took advantage of

that by proselytizing from your tragedy.

I also know that you don't have children.

Nothing to lose at this age.

I would say yes.

I understand your reasons.

And I think we might even

be on the same side because.

We both despise the same thing.

And yet,

Knowing all this,

I don't understand how the soretes above,

the really f*cked ones,

They always manage to make

guys like us end up at odds.

They have a plan.

Real m*therf*ckers always have one.

We just go through life improvising,

Groping in the dark.

There is no other way around it.

This is how things will always be.

OK...

I think that was already too much talk.

Are we going out?

If you have the ba*ls, follow me.

Don't worry.

Let's file a petition. To

the Prosecutor's Office for.

Incorporate your family into

witness protection program,

but I need you to continue

cooperating to get to the bottom of this.

I already told you everything I know.

Juan Carlos closed the deals with Lencina,

And I followed him.

I had never seen Varone until this morning.

The police chief

I'll be right back.

Permission.

Go ahead, Soria.

I wanted to congratulate you.

The work he did revealing the links between

narcotics agents and organized crime

of the city has been highly

valued by my superiors.

I just received a call from the mayor,

and we think you deserve a promotion.

Here you are.

Read...

Transfer?

What does this mean?

Yeah, well, it's the only vacancy we found.

Here everything is already taken.

But did you see how much he's going to win?

Not bad, huh?

Inside the province?

They're getting me out of the way...

Look, Soria.

There is a dead agent,

You have another prisoner.

That's it. Take a break.

Sweeping away dirt once in a while is fine,

but all at once... it's too much.

Listen to me

go there.

You relax a little.

Fresh air, new people.

Some little girl from town...

It suits you.

You have no future here.

Nobody loves you in the Unit.

Becker came to my office

this afternoon to complain

because you go through the a*s

the procedures.

Those who don't love me will

be because they are also corrupt.

I promised myself I was going

to arrest everyone responsible.

Agent Gonzlez has just pointed

out to Varone's Chief of Security,

A certain Adrin Lencina, like the person

who paid them to commit the murders.

And that Varone himself gave the order.

His partner, Juan Carlos

Villan, remains a fugitive,

and Christian Alonso, former Penitentiary

Service Agent, could be in danger.

No... this blackmail.

Before accepting it, I prefer to resign.

To all those responsible? But do

you think that those who planned this...

Are they like the pinafore you

have in the interrogation room?

Varone, Lencina.

They are untouchable.

They not only have ties with

politicians and the military.

Varone owns a fortune:

Aeronautical and financial companies;

He runs transport companies and

logistics companies through front men.

And do you think a guy

like that can be arrested?

What are you going to see him handcuffed?

Don't be naive, Soria.

Those kinds of people never go to jail.

Do you prefer to resign?

Do it.

But this investigation,

and everything related.

With this case it is over.

No.

You are an idiot.

I didn't want this.

Shhh... Don't scream.

Hello?

Why the hell aren't you answering, idiot?

I couldn't.

What happened? Are you OK?

No... Not at all good.

My father spoke with

the men from "La Corona".

He found out I was hiding

you. On the farm and gave them

the location, thinking you were

there. When they didn't find you.

They set fire to the house.

Julio and his family were inside. No.

The firefighters were only

able to get Elizabeth out alive.

I'm in the hospital now.

They are taking care of her.

Are you there?

Pinocchio?

Son of a b*tch. Answer me!

That... son of a b*tch Lencina was.

The one who... paid us to k*ll you.

Tell me where I can find it.

I don't want to do it.

Do you think I don't want you to do it?

I'm already a dead man.

Just like you.

I'm going to tell you,

and then I want you to k*ll me.

It's in a building.

"Hormaza."

Next to the port.

Lencina's office is

located on the top floor.

But it doesn't matter.

They are going to give you a ticket before

you reach the first floor.

Now, go... do it.

Stay in the mold.

Come here!

k*ll me!

No.

I'm going to tell the owner.

Let me ask you for an ambulance.

k*ll me!

k*ll me!

NO!

Hey... Hannibal!

They arrested Juan Carlos Villan.

He is delayed in the hospital. And asked

to speak exclusively with you.

You are alive...

You shouldn't be here.

Neither do you.

They went to look for you in the field.

Fabian

I already spoke with Fabin.

I have to go.

Go? Where?

What happened? What did Fabian tell you?

I can't right now.

What happened?

They burned the house.

Julio and Glenda.

They are dead... No...!

They managed to rescue Eli. But

they don't know if he will survive.

I have to go.

Where to?

What are you going to do?

What happened.

It's my fault.

They are looking for me

for things I did in the past...

Things I never told you.

I wasn't a good guy, Gallega.

He was a bully who hurt people for money.

These scars.

I deserve them for something

I almost did back then.

I'm going to finish this.

I have to go.

Don't go.

We can still go somewhere else.

Leave the country.

I thought the same...

I thought I deserved

what had happened to me.

That I had asked for it.

I was not a saint either;

And I'm also running away from my past.

In Spain...

She wasn't just a masseuse.

Sometimes,

I needed extra money,

So I started working for a man.

A badass.

One night, he took me to a party.

And he wanted me to do something.

But I refused.

He started hitting me to make me obey him.

In a carelessness, I managed

to hurt him and be able to.

Escape from the house.

The next day,

I called Fabin to ask for help.

Christian...

Don't go...

Can't you see I came for you?

We can still do many things together.

Your life is valuable...

don't waste it like that.

Why are you looking to get k*lled?

This last time together, in the field,

Maybe... It was a gift...

All those days in the field

were a gift that I will never forget.

But my time here is over.

This is the last thing I have left to do,

And I'm going to do it alone.

I don't think I know you.

Soria. Internal Affairs.

Juan Carlos told me that you

were going to come through Lencina,

And I didn't want to miss the party.

The police are not going to do anything.

Tonight I realized something:

There is no justice within the system.

Come on...!

Alonso, hold on!

Are you OK? Yes I'm fine. Come on...

Don't let him take it from

above, that son of a b*tch.

You created quite a stir, Alonso.

I knew you would come to us.

Son of a b*tch...

Happens

Wait here.

Now comes the boss.

They told me to call him Alonso,

It's right?

Yes sir.

Alonso...

Alright.

Perfect.

I assume you already

know what the job entails.

Everything clear.

I'm ready when

I ordered it.

Welcome aboard.

Thank you, sir.