Mom...
I'm in prison.
I fell in love with a married man and he tricked me.
I'm innocent.
By tomorrow, I'll know if what you're saying is true.
Whore.
Somebody stole somebody's girlfriend...
Curly. In the showers.
-What? -Do you want to go out with me?
I'm not pissing anywhere.
If we don't help each other... Blondie, please. Why won't you help me?
González Largo, Teresa.
-You're pregnant. -What?
I'm sorry.
Yoli. Let's smoke a cigarette in the bathroom.
Shit!
Neither Palacios nor I erased the security tapes.
-Who asked you to do it? -Zulema Zahir.
Yolanda pulled off a spectacular robbery.
-Help! Help me! -Don't move!
When we caught her, there was no trace of the money.
Yolanda switched the SIM card
when she realized they were about to be caught.
The card she kept must show where the money's hidden.
I have one reason for you to keep quiet.
Actually, I have two. Leopoldo and Encarna.
I promise I'll inform Inspector Castillo and ask him for maximum discretion.
I spoke to the governor. I told her you came for Yolanda the night she died.
Any harm you do to me or my family, you'll be doing to yourself.
You'll be proving yourself guilty.
-Hi, darling. -We have a problem.
Dad! Listen to me! You're in danger!
You said, make a decision. I did and I screwed up!
You're in danger! I put you all at risk! Dad, please!
Listen to me, Maca. I'm not in danger.
Four, one.
No running.
Four, two.
Four, three.
Dad.
Enough.
-How's your hand, honey? -My hand is better.
-Is everyone okay? -Of course.
I'm so worried.
About Mom, you, and Román.
You should go to the police.
And what would we say?
That your family is getting threats from inside prison?
They won't send an officer to protect us.
You focus on surviving in here and leave the outside to me.
Dad, they killed one of the officers.
I know.
INTRODUCING MY TWINS!
What were you doing with Simón?
Getting to the truth.
Now I know he tricked you.
Shit, could you have found a smaller box?
I tried to get the money.
I asked for a million from the money he stole.
I gave him a few hours, then went to his house.
-But he wasn't there. -What do you mean?
It looked like they'd left in a hurry. He's disappeared, honey.
So we can't get you out of here before the hearing.
I really am very sorry.
There may be another way. But it's illegal.
So if you're going to lecture me, I won't tell you.
Tell me what it is.
The girl who got killed on my first night here
had stolen a van with €9 million in it, which she then hid.
And I may have found a clue.
Well, I think it could be. It's a SIM card.
What was the girl's name?
Yolanda Montero.
Dad, I know where the SIM card is.
But can you get it without being seen?
Yes.
Does anyone else know?
If you think you're being followed, or that you're in any danger,
just forget it. Okay?
You have to be careful, honey.
We're closing.
Is everything okay?
Yes, except someone's been digging in my patch.
They're trying to bug you.
Go to the dining room now. It's closing time.
Wait! Give your face a wipe.
Thank you.
Did I get it?
Thanks. Sorry, now it's dirty.
-Don't worry. -I'll wash it.
-There's no need. -I don't mind. I'll wash it.
Okay. Thank you.
No problem.
Ferreiro. To the governor's office.
-Come on. -Go on.
I have some bad news.
It's about Zulema.
She's in solitary.
I put her there to avoid retaliation against you over your testimony.
But now I have to let her out.
Do you want to watch the game tomorrow?
Yes, okay. What time?
At 10:00. We can watch it here.
Perfect, that's fine with me.
Won't Carolina mind if you're home late?
Not at all. Besides, she's at her mother's for the weekend.
By the way,
I may have left my phone at your place when I came to dinner.
-It rang when I called yesterday. -Want to try it now?
I have to speak to the governor. I need a special diet.
Come on, Tere.
I can't eat the cold meat they give us. I could get toxoplasmosis.
-I'm pregnant. -Let's go.
I need to take care of myself.
-What's this about being pregnant? -Just ask the doctor.
I'll speak to him now. Meanwhile, get out of here.
Zulema has lodged a complaint with the prison authorities
for wrongful solitary confinement. And in fact, it's an infringement.
So I'm releasing her in the morning.
But when she gets out, she'll come after me.
You'll be protected at all times.
Nothing will happen to you.
I give you my word.
You may be under pressure, but you have to be strong, Macarena.
Listen, as soon as you testify, you can request a transfer
and you'll be given privileges.
Calm down.
You'll be given privileges in the review.
Your testimony is vital for launching a murder investigation
against Zulema.
You're going through with this, aren't you?
Yes. I'll testify against her.
Forgive me, I'm going to be sick. Excuse me.
Let her go. Let her have a quiet night.
But tomorrow, you don't leave her side.
Governor, I know you're going through a difficult time
with Paloma's death.
It's been very hard for everyone.
And you have your divorce to boot.
If there's anything I can do to help, please, just let me know.
I appreciate that, Valbuena.
I guess a separation can be an opportunity to grow.
-Thank you. -All right.
Come.
Come, quick!
I stole it from Palacios yesterday. What should I do?
What are you doing?
-Hello. -Hello.
Hi, I'm the owner of this phone.
Hello, yes. I was expecting your call.
I found it on the bus. The 122.
That's the one I take to work. That's where I must have lost it.
I could meet you tomorrow to give it back.
Yes, please.
I really appreciate this. Where should we meet?
At Sotillo train station.
There's a roundabout with a statue shaped like a tap.
Yes. I know the place. I really appreciate this.
My name is Antonio.
-Mine is Asun. -Pleased to meet you.
I'll describe myself, so you'll recognize me.
Yes, of course.
Well, my hair is dark. Well built.
He's fat.
-And I wear glasses. -All right.
I'm...
I'm blonde,
slim,
and very attractive.
All right, see you tomorrow then.
Okay, see you tomorrow.
And call me Antonio.
Okay, Antonio. Until tomorrow then.
See you tomorrow, Asun.
Lord, let Yolanda be as happy up there as she was down here.
Tell her I miss her very much.
What are you staring at? Got something to tell me?
That you've had your first lesbian experience, maybe?
No, not at all.
I suppose you prefer getting screwed, right?
Well, all my relationships have been with men.
A few of the inmates have asked me about you,
and some of them are very interested.
Anabel's sure to go to heaven with all her whoring and pimping.
May God forgive her.
Anabel...
I've had something stolen. Something I'd hidden away.
Can I get access to the security cameras to see who took it?
What was stolen?
-A phone. -Where was it?
In the greenhouse.
Attention. The gates in cell block two are about to be closed.
You'll have to fuck a warden,
several times,
because if you want to see hours of footage,
you'll have to be very good.
I mean really good. And you'll need a deep throat.
Never mind. I'll use the pay phone.
You're buying phones instead of paying me back the €2,600
for the heroin you lost me?
I thought you were my friend, and I gave you time to pay me back.
Instead, you lie to me and buy a phone from another inmate.
All right, then.
I want my money.
You have 24 hours, or you're in deep shit.
-You're still here? -Yes.
-What's wrong, Leopoldo? -Nothing.
Let me see your blood pressure. This is very high.
-I'm calling an ambulance. -No, you're not calling anyone!
Come in, son.
What are you doing in here?
-Dad is sick. -I'm not sick!
I'm not sick! I'm worried.
Just as any father would be with his daughter in jail.
Leopoldo, our girl is innocent.
-It'll be all right. -What if it isn't?
What if she's inside for seven years?
Prison doesn't make you a better person, Encarna.
Dad.
Prison turns people into scum. Seven years in there
-and your life is over. -Dad, please.
All right. There, there. It's okay.
It's okay.
Dad.
Let's stay calm.
And see what we can do.
Come on.
Okay.
About time.
IT WON'T BE EASY
THERE'S NO PRISON
WHERE I CAN'T GET TO YOU, RAT
Do you know how many heart attacks I've had?
Three.
So I've been dead three times.
It's the most pleasurable feeling in the world.
I don't know about other dead people,
but I fly towards my childhood, back home,
running on the beach, the fine, white sand.
And little by little, you fall asleep.
The body dies, but the brain...
The brain keeps dreaming.
It sounds relaxing.
Dying is the most relaxing thing.
Then they force some volts into you,
and it's back to real life, back to frigging reality.
Are you wondering why I'm telling you all this?
You remind me of my daughter.
That's why I took the SIM card.
Sole, you can keep as much as you like.
I only need enough for bail. Okay?
Do you think I want the money?
I'm never getting out of here, Macarena.
There'll be no transplant.
And even if there was, I don't want this piece of shit.
Because there are three deaths behind this cursed little thing.
You're in hot water.
Zulema hates you. So does the Gypsy for taking her girlfriend.
-I didn't take anything from her. -Look at me, Macarena.
This is gonna bring you so much trouble that you'll never escape from it.
You decide, Macarena.
For you, and for your family. Do I throw it away?
Yes.
No, no, no...
Shit.
Look, divine intervention may work where you come from,
but I have to get out of here, Sole.
You're playing with fire.
Where are we going?
Your punishment's been amended.
You're moving from solitary to the dangerous inmates' section.
You'll have no contact with the other inmates.
You'll work and exercise while the others rest.
-Any questions? -Yes.
If you're watching my back, why aren't you behind me?
I'm just your jailer.
That sounds much better.
Shut up, Zahir. Please.
Open the gate.
Good morning.
NEW SIM CARD FOUND
What the hell are you doing up there?
Sorry. I thought someone was calling me.
I'm the new Chief Jailer.
And if anyone thinks I'm an idiot, they can tell me to my face.
-Come out now. -I'm coming!
-Open this door. -Just a second, please.
Open the damn door. Now.
Just a moment, please. I'm wiping myself.
Come on!
Don't let me catch you spying again.
Sorry. It was a misunderstanding.
Get in the shower.
Pick that up.
Do you think I'm your mother?
Where's my towel?
Hey, have you seen my clothes?
Has anyone seen my clothes, please? My clothes have been stolen!
Girls, watch out! There's a thief around here.
Call 911, girls.
-They should raid the place. -Do you want my sponge to cover your clit?
Hey, you bitch! That's my towel.
Poor thing, have you lost your clothes?
Look at her run.
-Get dressed. -My clothes have been stolen.
Go to your cell and put on your spare set.
Hey! No running.
Here comes the rat. Complete with bodyguard.
Shut up, Vargas!
Rat.
Rat, rat, rat...
Hey! No running!
Fabio.
I have to run out for the phone. But I can cancel if you like.
We're good for another hour here. You go ahead.
-You're sure? -Of course, go on!
You and I aren't so different, are we?
We're both trapped in this prison.
On different sides of the fence, but that doesn't matter.
The only difference is, I can fuck with you, but you can't fuck with me.
Really?
You're one of the good guys.
So you can't put a plastic bag over my head
and dump me in a corner.
Want me to prove it to you?
Kabila, get her a uniform number 2643. She needs a spare.
-What happened to yours? -It was stolen.
Is that why the Terminator is watching your back?
-Don't be funny with me, girl. -Valbuena.
Yes, what is it?
They've taken Zulema out of solitary.
-You must be shitting yourself. -Yes.
And besides, I've got a lot going on.
Being robbed, walking the floor stark naked and being branded a rat.
And I have Anabel issuing ultimatums.
-What sort of ultimatums? -That I owe her €2,600.
She wants it back today.
Well, she's crazy if she thinks I'm paying her back.
Listen, you can't owe money to Anabel.
She'll arrange for five grams of shit to turn up in your things.
They'll up your sentence and you won't get out.
What do I do? I don't have any money.
You have a cell phone.
Give it to me. I'll get you money.
It needs to be charged.
I don't have your size. Why don't you try this one?
Valbuena, can you turn around, please?
I'm not turning around, I'm watching Ferreiro.
But she has to change her uniform, so please turn around.
Jesus Christ. What is this, a department store?
-Quickly! -Thank you.
If only they'd put you in a cell with me.
What the hell are you talking about? Are you ready? Let's go.
You're expected in the greenhouse in 15 minutes.
What about Rosa? Has she had the baby yet?
-How much? -Twenty seconds.
Nine pounds seven ounces? That's a big one! How lovely!
-Ten seconds. -What a beauty.
Hang on, Lolo.
Five more minutes.
So, how's Conchi?
Next!
Don't cry. I'm all right.
I love you so much.
I want the money and I want it now. Sort it out.
Are you still going out with that bitch? She's such a slut.
You like those filthy women. Take care of my plants.
Next!
Vero? Vero? Vero? Vero? I can't hear a thing.
Maybe there's no Honduras connection, what can I do?
Yes?
Hello, this is Antonio. You have my phone.
Antonio! I'm so sorry, really.
I've been at the ER since 8:00 this morning with my son.
I'm so sorry.
Is he all right? What happened?
They're testing him for meningitis.
Just to rule it out, they say, but I'm worried sick.
No, don't worry about it, really. The phone doesn't matter.
Do you want me to call you when I get out of here?
Oh, no, silly me! You don't have a phone.
When you can, call me on the phone we spoke on yesterday.
-It's a friend's number. -Okay.
Thanks, Antonio. Again, I'm sorry.
Don't worry, really.
-Thanks. -Bye.
Get inside!
Could you move back a bit, please?
It's for your own safety.
But you don't have to stick to me like glue.
Come on, shoot!
Come in.
Hello.
What the hell did I ever do to you?
What made you ruin all my lettuce?
-I didn't realize. I didn't mean to. -And my towel?
Why did you steal my towel while I was taking a shit?
Mine was stolen, and my clothes. I didn't know what to do.
-It was nothing personal, really. -Those bitches!
They used to do that to me as well.
It was Anabel.
Then she started looking for something in the stalls.
-This didn't come from me, blondie. -Don't worry.
Mum's the word. What's your name?
-Rosa. -I'm Macarena. It's a pleasure.
We'll eat together. I have to go now.
What's wrong with you?
Crazy bitch.
Why the hell do you shoot if you suck?
Rat! Want to play?
Don't worry, Estefanía. I'll do all I can, as always.
Okay.
Great. Thanks, Carlos.
Bye.
How are you? I heard you had a fall.
I was hit by a ball.
That's quite a bruise. You should be more careful.
You! If you've seen the doctor, get moving.
-Get out. -I'm going.
I've got €520 so far.
The phone is charging properly now. Okay?
Kabila! Are you deaf or what?
-Okay, I'm going. -Yeah, come on.
I'm saying goodbye to my friend, for God's sake.
Ferreiro, you're not going anywhere.
You're under observation for 24 hours.
Zahir, move away from the other inmates.
-Can't I sit here? -No, you can't.
-Why not? -You're categorized as dangerous.
You have no right to contact. Don't make me put you in solitary.
Shit.
-Any problems with Zulema? -No.
-Is something wrong? -No, it's nothing.
I called Paloma's husband to see how he was.
And?
He's in the hospital.
He's had two nervous breakdowns.
The twins are with his sister.
He could barely speak.
He told me he wanted to die.
I just hung up. I feel...
We can talk later.
Governor, I'm here.
Sorry.
I know you're going through a difficult time
with all that's happening here.
And with your divorce. That's rough.
I just want you to know that if you need me,
I'm here for you. Really, for anything you need.
Well,
when a relationship doesn't work out, it's better to end it.
What do the Buddhists say? "Everything happens for a reason."
-Thanks, Palacios. -Not at all.
Sorry, Fabio. I waited an hour for Asun.
I had to call her from a pay phone.
She was at the hospital...
They recorded my children.
At night, in their cribs.
They've got somebody outside watching me.
I'm being watched, Fabio.
Don't say a word.
Who was it?
I think that--
Up you go.
Excuse me, Doctor.
I feel fine now.
I'd like permission to go to my cell.
No. I can't discharge you.
In fact, take a seat. I want to check your pupils.
You've had a concussion and four stitches to your head.
Let's see.
Now you found his weak spot.
He likes young jailbirds.
Any dizziness or vertigo?
No.
I assure you I'm in no pain.
Well, a little from my sprained wrist.
Yes?
Let's take a look at your hand.
Listen, the more he loves you, the better you'll live here.
Let's see.
Very good.
Any pain?
Does that hurt?
No.
I see you have a rash...
from your polyester allergy.
Without the cream, it comes back.
I don't wear underwear...
because of the irritation.
Very good.
Let's take a look at that rash.
I want to be discharged and go out into the yard.
I feel a bit anxious.
We'll deal with the dermatitis,
then we'll see about the anxiety.
You told me you were like Santa Claus, that you help inmates.
I'm not asking you for much.
Discharge me and give me some time.
I'm not like the girls in here.
You have to give me some time.
I'll discharge you.
And I'll also...
reconfirm the problem with the polyester allergy.
On top of that, I'll place you on...
three appointments per week?
For those other small matters.
You don't learn shit.
You can study for a degree here.
Don't be mean. I've studied, honest. Don't laugh.
In the practical rehabilitation class, I learned to write my CV.
Professional experience: madam and pimp.
You learn very little. You learn to survive.
I don't know. Literature. I had huge potential as a student.
Go ahead.
What did you want to steal from me?
The phone you bought with my money.
To get back some of what you owe me. All I found was the SIM card.
You think money is a problem for me?
I stole over two million.
I can pay the price of your drugs, and as much interest as you want.
Fifty, sixty, whatever.
But it isn't easy getting it in here.
That's 500. The rest in installments.
Thank you, Maca. Now we can be friends again.
Never mind that. Just give me the SIM card.
I'm really sorry. I sold it.
I'll lend you money to buy another from the Pakistani girl.
I've got €500.
Hey, the rat has returned!
And no one said a word.
Ferreiro, get out.
Let's go.
-Who did you sell the SIM card to? -Your friend, the Gypsy.
I hope there was some credit left on it.
You give me my SIM card.
I'll take everything you've got, right down to your soul.
Just like you did to me.
That's enough. Go to your cell!
Hey, you can't come in here!
Get into a fight here, and they'll rip you apart.
If you want to see some pussy, look at your sister's.
Zulema is the most dangerous inmate in the prison.
You want to be on her hit list?
Fabio...
What the hell were you thinking?
I spoke to Paloma before she was killed.
I told her to forget everything, to carry on with her life as normal.
But that isn't what happened. They killed her.
I didn't give her very good advice, did I?
Fabio, what happened wasn't your fault.
I have no idea what would have happened if she'd confessed,
but the fact is I told her to keep quiet, and now she's dead.
Why did she wipe the security cameras?
Because that bitch Zulema was threatening her.
And she was blown to pieces in a parking lot.
They'll hear you.
-I want to blow that bitch's head off! -Fabio. They'll hear you.
-That fucking whore! -Shut up!
You're not blowing anyone's head off. Do you hear me?
Best case scenario, they kick you out of here,
and your wife leaves you.
That's why she moved out.
She doesn't want you to get in trouble.
My wife did not move out. She's spending the weekend at her mother's.
It's Wednesday.
Fabio, steer clear of Zulema.
If not for yourself, do it for Carolina.
You don't look like someone with €9 million.
It's over, Sole. You were right.
If I keep chasing that SIM card, it'll destroy my soul.
That's exactly what Saray said.
Don't worry about your soul.
I'll keep that safe for you in this little box.
Why not sign up for the choir or basketball or something,
and stop chasing a lost cause?
The bunk vacated by Yolanda Montero will now be occupied by Estefanía Kabila.
Starting today. Doctor's orders.
Hey, you.
-Hi. -Come in, Estefanía.
Do we have to throw a welcome party or can we go watch TV?
-Whatever you want. -Excuse me.
Here's your handkerchief.
It's a bit creased, but it's clean.
That's okay. Do you feel better?
Yes, it was nothing.
-That's good. -Don't you want to know how I am?
If I'm menstruating or going through menopause?
-Did anyone split your head open? -No.
I thought not. If and when that happens, I'll ask.
Get going.
How did you manage to get moved here?
You said, "If only we'd been put together."
What's this about doctor's orders?
How did you get the doctor to prescribe living here?
It's because of my bones. This cell faces south.
Really? Or could it be because of something you did for him?
What's this? A display of jealousy?
-No. -Yes, it's jealousy.
No, it is not jealousy. It's a display of integrity.
Because if you give away your body in return for favors...
you're disrespecting yourself...
and losing your dignity.
Okay, but I heard you say, "If only you were in my cell."
Teresa González.
Her last face-to-face was two months ago...
with her brother.
If she's pregnant, it must be by someone on the inside. An employee.
That doesn't take much working out.
I can't deal with another investigation.
Do another test to be sure before we do anything.
Have you heard from your husband?
Has he called or shown signs of life?
Not at all. But to be honest, I prefer it that way.
I feel calm now, at peace.
I prefer not to stir things up.
Are you sleeping well?
Do you want some tranquilizers or medication?
Or anything else?
Why don't you prescribe me a man?
One that leaves when I say so, but in the meantime, keeps me entertained.
I'll take you at your word and check my address book.
Excuse me.
Governor, I wanted to speak to you about Fabio.
I'm very worried.
-Talk to you later. Bye. -All right. Bye.
-What's wrong with Fabio? -He's very stressed.
Paloma's death has affected us all,
but for him it's been more...
extreme.
What the hell's going on with the investigation?
How many more women have to be killed for you to move your ass?
Get out of my damn office, knock on the door,
and when you hear "Come in," enter and say, "Good morning."
Write down this name.
Zulema Zahir. She's directly responsible for the first crime,
and she masterminded the second one.
You've never really understood this, Martínez,
but when we put a suspect in the dock, it's because we have physical proof.
-Do you have any? -Yes, I do.
They went into Paloma's house. They filmed her twins while they slept,
and sent the video to her phone.
Someone working under Zahir's orders.
"THE EGYPTIAN"
Hanbal Hamadi. The Egyptian.
Interpol has issued a warrant for his arrest.
The last photo we have is from three years ago.
Crimes in four countries, 11 using violence.
He has the fucking phone.
Is everything okay, Castillo?
Now a correctional officer wants to do the work
that's eluded the Italian, French and German police.
Get Zulema Zahir out of Cruz del Sur.
Get her out, or you'll have to take me out in handcuffs.
You have a witness.
Ask the judge for a warrant, place Ferreiro under protection,
and get Zahir moved to another prison immediately.
Hear that, Lin Chun?
This guy wants to tell us how to do our jobs.
You know what your problem is?
That you're looking after the foxes that others have hunted...
when you'd rather do the hunting yourself.
Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to tell your wife you wanted a change...
because you're becoming a frustrated and bitter civil servant.
Hey, hey, hey!
You're a piece of shit! Do you hear me? You're a piece of shit!
Fabio isn't going to lose control. That goes without saying.
But the atmosphere is strained...
and it might be best for everyone
to request a transfer for Zulema to another prison.
She's been through 11 institutions.
No one will have her.
Only a judge could get her out of here.
What are you reading?
The Time In Between.
It doesn't suit you.
What doesn't suit me?
Reading?
Do you think I'm illiterate?
No, I just thought that...
detective stories were more your style. Or Fifty Shades of Grey.
Sorry I was so rude earlier.
Whatever happened with the doctor, honestly...
it's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me in my life.
It's nothing.
For God's sake, is it going to be like this every night?
All this damned chitchat.
-Sole, enough praying! -Blow me.
-Sorry. -Be quiet.
-Come up here. Come on. -What?
-Up where? -Up here. Come on.
-For God's sake, you two! -Shut up.
-I'm going to kick your ass. -You'll feel warm after I kick yours.
Feeling my warm pussy is what you'd like.
You've got a dick between your legs.
-Oh, my God. -Shut the hell up already.
Bitch.
How long do you have left in here?
Seventeen months.
But I have a pending assault case.
Well, I have seven left.
Seven years.
That's not so bad.
There's a gym. You could get into shape.
Learn languages with native teachers of all nationalities.
Maybe you'll be lucky and get out early.
I doubt it.
I've already had my lucky break.
I found a SIM card in Yolanda's gardening patch.
And it may be the clue to where the money is hidden.
Are you serious?
My God.
They've all been looking for that ever since Yolanda arrived.
And you found it on your first day?
That's incredible. Where is it?
I don't have it anymore, but it doesn't matter.
Curly, I'm so glad that you're here.
Three minutes until overtime.
Maybe now that they're tired, there'll be a frigging goal.
Let's hope so.
If it goes to penalties, we've had it.
-What the hell are you doing? -What? Nothing. What do you mean?
Nothing? So why are you fondling your handkerchief?
-What the hell's wrong with you? -What's happening, guys?
Macarena washed it for me,
and I was just thinking how they're giving her hell in there.
Which Macarena?
Ferreiro.
-How are they doing? -Overtime hasn't started.
-They smashed her head open today. -Did they?
They messed up her patch in the greenhouse...
and they stole her clothes in the shower. The whole block's against her.
The other day she clung to me like a koala bear. She was trembling.
You can tell that she's not like the others.
I think she's innocent.
You grill me about the handkerchief, and when I talk to you, you clam up.
Look...
sometimes I think that those girls are like us, too.
They laugh, walk around, read, just like we do.
-But the truth is they're not. -They're not all the same.
You don't believe in people.
You put everyone in the same box, end of story. But I don't do that.
I like to trust people. Do you understand?
Yes, of course I understand. Where's your phone?
Come on, guys. We've got to go for it.
-What's this about Torres being tackled? -He fell.
-He dove.
-He's not a diver. -He ate grass.
Good evening.
We're on a shift change.
Yes, no problem.
We finished ours a couple of hours ago.
Fine.
-It's late. Anything wrong, Miranda? -No, everything's fine.
-Why don't they play Arda Turan? -Who?
Arda Turan.
No.
I'm not fine.
My husband hasn't called me.
In fact, I've called him these past five days...
every three or four hours, but he's not answering my calls.
Today he changed his number.
This is not an opportunity for growth.
I'm not a Buddhist, I'm not calm.
So I hope there'll be no more questions on the subject.
Now you know.
Thank you.
If you have any problems, you can call on me for anything. Okay?
The problems haven't started yet today. Thank you, Fabio.
Four, two.
Wait here.
Maca, Maca...
I need you to pee in the bottle again.
I've already done that for you once.
But, Maca,
when I was tested with your pee, it revealed I was pregnant.
What?
I'm sorry to tell you this way.
I'm not sure if you're pleased or what, but...
I need your pee again because they're doing more tests,
and they'll have to show I'm pregnant.
I can't be. I've been bleeding for ten days.
That can happen. It happened to me. You should see a doctor.
But keep quiet about mine for now, because it could be worth my while.
Ferreiro, come through.
Don't worry, I'll come to you.
Mr. Álvarez de Córdoba will be your lawyer from now on.
His firm specializes in this kind of case.
We're trying to reduce the bail by a third,
but we'll need to provide more details.
I need you to write down everything you remember
that could help in your defense.
First, we must demonstrate your emotional connection
with Mr. Simón Mateos.
Conversations with friends, restaurant bills, flight tickets, e-mails.
Your family will go to your home
to collect anything that could be used as evidence.
Any questions?
No.
Good.
-I'll wait at the entrance. -Thank you.
Maca...
what happened to your face?
Nothing. I got hit by a basketball during a game.
Dad, where did you get the money to pay that lawyer?
Your mother went to the bank. We're remortgaging the house.
And your brother has some savings.
Do you have anything for me?
The Yolanda thing?
Macarena...
what's on the SIM card?
-It didn't work out, Dad. -It didn't work out?
Do we throw in the towel, then?
Do you have something to tell me?
I'd like to tell you you're going to be a grandfather, Dad.
You always wanted to be a grandpa, and I'm pregnant.
I don't want you to remortgage your house,
or for Román to get married if I'm not there.
There's so much I'd like to tell you.
That they beat me...
and bully me.
That I've been so close to throwing in the towel.
I'm going to try, Dad.
I'll keep trying until the end.
Ferreiro!
Give me the SIM card, you bitch.
I know how to save Zulema.
So that she isn't charged with murder.
She'll get a hundred years if you don't help her.
Fine. That's fine for Zulema.
But you're going to do something for me as well.
WAIT
RECORDING
Zulema Zahir.
You're about to be questioned as part of the investigation
into the murder of Yolanda Montero.
You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to a lawyer.
Everything you say will be recorded to protect your legal rights.
On what basis am I being connected to Yolanda's murder?
A witness' statement.
No, I didn't see anything.
I was in bed. I heard stuff.
I heard them talking.
What were they saying?
I don't know...
Going for a smoke, or...
I don't know.
Did you recognize the voice?
It was my first night in here and I didn't know anyone.
I couldn't possibly have recognized anyone.
Can I smoke?
No.
Why would I kill Yolanda? We were friends.
Yolanda robbed an armored vehicle carrying €11 million.
As she fled the police, she spread €2 million across the road.
There's €9 million stashed somewhere. Isn't that motive enough?
€9 million?
That's the official version.
Yolanda told me something different.
What did Yolanda tell you?
Can I smoke?
She told me...
they dumped all the money on the road,
but the police said they only found €2 million.
Right now those two officers are, in all likelihood,
in a hammock in the Caribbean.
-It's strange, isn't it? -What's strange?
Two officers in a hammock in the Caribbean.
It seems weird, doesn't it?
Did you recognize Zulema Zahir inviting Yolanda to go to the bathroom?
Keep in mind that they were whispering and I was under the covers.
It would be impossible for me to have recognized anyone.
You told me that Zulema took Yolanda to the bathroom.
Why are you changing your statement? Why?
I don't know what you mean.
NEW SIM CARD FOUND
ENTER PIN
INCORRECT PIN
HISTORY
RECORDS DELETED
MARCH 2010
CHANGE SIM CARD
CALL HISTORY EMPTY
-Maca? -Dad.
I found the SIM card.
There are some photos of a road. The SG-112.
Send them to me right away.
And destroy that SIM as soon as you can.
-Be careful. -All right.
Román! Go buy a pick, a shovel and some rubber boots.
Dad, I can't. I have to pick up Lidia.
-It's our wedding tasting. -Go right now, for God's sake!
Come on.
Move.
Come on.
Good morning. Thanks for walking with me, boys.
Ladies, I give you the Moorish Queen.
Sister.
How's it going, blondie? Where have you been all day?
My God, look at the state of these sausages today.
-Do you want one? -Here. It's the phone.
A gift.
An engagement gift?
No. A goodbye gift.
There have been a few changes, including the fact that I'm pregnant.
Now, I want you to leave my cell. I don't want you sleeping there now.
Why? What's wrong?
The only reason you came was to be with me.
I don't want you harassing me.
I don't want a relationship, least of all with you.
What the hell are you saying?
You're neurotic.
You make me sick and I'm afraid of you.
That bitch knows where Yolanda's SIM card is.
She knows where the money is.
Fuck you, bitch.
No, no, no!
No, please!
ON THE NEXT EPISODE
Hello?
Where the fuck did you get that cell phone?
Where did you get it?
Help! Help me!
Are you threatening me?
Ferreiro!
Don't lie, damn you!
Subtitle translation by Arturo Fernández