Are you sure you're okay?
I just wanna go back home.
Okay. As you wish.
One of my men will go with you. I gotta go take care of something urgent.
Hey…
I'm sorry about this.
I'm really, really sorry.
I let myself be played.
-I just wanted to-- -Amanda…
Here he is.
Dad.
Are you all right? Yes?
My friend.
Thanks for everything.
I wanted to come help you too,
but this asshole left me to do the hard part, dealing with his aunts.
Come here, come on. Don't be jealous.
I love you.
I love you too.
WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS
Good morning, Commissioner.
I need to inform Camila's family, I'll need a contact number.
Her mother's phone number is on her desk.
Thanks.
-By the way, Commissioner, in your off-- -No, please. Not now.
What are you doing here again?
You're like me.
You're like me, you're always late for work.
The judge took a long time to get to the removal of the body.
I talked to Camila's… mother.
You look really bad. You should go to the hospital.
I should go…
I should go to so many places, Amanda.
To the hospital…
To jail, to hell…
It's not your fault, Ezequiel.
She was a corrupt cop, she fooled us all.
She was no worse than you and me and you know perfectly well
what I'm talking about, don't you?
She was no worse than you and me.
We're cops, Ezequiel.
We chase the bad guys.
What if I'm the bad guy?
What do you mean?
What if I'm the corrupt one, if…?
What if that girl just wanted justice
and I'm the murderer?
What the hell are you talking about? Ezequiel!
Shit.
An ambulance! Call an ambulance!
Good morning, my love.
Did you sleep well?
-What about you? -Me?
Amazingly well.
I slept with you, what more could I ask for?
You better get up and get dressed. They're waiting for us.
-Who? -Your kids.
You're getting up late.
If I'd known, I'd have bought stew instead of croissants.
What's the reason for all this?
We want to celebrate that everything has been solved and that you're home.
And also because we need to talk.
Well, we'll have to do it quickly.
Sanchís' mother's burial is in 30 minutes.
What do you want to talk about?
About this, Dad.
Why didn't you tell us you were sick?
What for?
That doctor is an asshole.
To make you suffer?
Oh, no.
It's much better to deceive us. To lie to us.
To take me away from you instead of letting us help you.
Help me what? Help me die?
I know how to do that myself.
We still don't know if you're dying or not.
You need to have surgery so they can see what it is.
Dad, this morning we went to the hospital.
Your doctor can't believe you're still up on your feet, he says it's a miracle.
That sounds very scientific, yes.
Dad… tomorrow there's a space in the operating room.
They don't know when another spot will open up.
I may have a ball in my head, but you have them in your ears.
-I said no. -My love.
I know you're afraid.
And I understand you.
But this is the only chance we have for you to stay alive, Tirso.
For you to stay with us.
I'm not afraid of death.
I never have been.
But I refuse to meet my end defeated.
Humiliated in a hospital bed.
Not my style.
It's not my destiny and it never will be.
Are you going to let yourself die? Is that your style?
Leaving us alone, without a fight.
That's precisely what I don't want.
To leave you alone.
Not today. Not now.
Your lives are upside down.
As long as I can be here to help you get through this,
I'll be here.
And after that,
I'll be gone.
Have a nice day.
-Where are you going? -To the burial of Sanchís' mother.
You see, people get older… and die.
Life is like that.
And after that?
Well, maybe I'll buy bread or…
I'll have a beer or I'll sit on a bench to pick my nose.
You know me, I'm very much an improviser.
Yes, I know you very well.
And I don't trust you one bit, Tirso Abantos.
You don't want to have surgery, but it's not for us.
It's not about leaving us stranded or staying in a bed.
It's because of him.
Because of Romero.
Look at me, tell me you're not going out looking for that murderer.
I think I know where he might be hiding.
-There is a suburb-- -Tirso, please!
That man has to pay for what he did to the girl.
In the end all roads lead to the same place.
-To Irene. -Well, yes.
Because he took her away from me.
I'll never see her smile again. I'll never hug her again.
-Never again. -My love…
I understand, and I'm sorry…
But killing Romero isn't gonna bring the girl back.
if you don't get into that operating room tomorrow, we're gonna lose you.
In the end, that son of a bitch is gonna go free.
We'll all lose and he'll win.
I'm a soldier and I have a mission.
I'll win or I'll die, there's no turning back.
STMK GROUP ENGINEERING AND CONSTRUCTION, INC.
-Hi. -Hello.
Hello.
Jacobo, let's go to 27 Guzmán Street and then to the office, I'm in a hurry.
It's very bad manners not to say good morning.
Don't you think so, Matilde… I never remember your surname.
-Romero… What are you doing here? -I'm leaving the neighborhood.
I only have one last loose end to fix.
And I'll disappear forever.
So I want my money.
You must realize I don't have that much money here.
I want it tonight.
And if you try to play me
instead of gang members, I'll start killing executives.
You're the same shit, but in a suit.
By the way, get Jacobo out of the trunk before he suffocates.
-René? -Yeah?
Something's happened.
I need your help.
And be very discreet.
Can we have a word?
Sure. When?
ASAP.
Well, tell him he's a good guy, that he's not an abuser…
Yeah.
Be careful with…
-What is it? -A man outside wants to talk to the uncle.
Yeah?
There's a man who wants to talk to you.
Talk about what?
I don't know, he says he only wants to share it with you.
Well, then… Tell him that… Well, bring him to me.
Eugenio, bring him in!
Come in.
Who are you?
My name is Tirso.
And I'm looking for a criminal.
Well… And you're looking here among my people?
I'm looking for him here because he's your relative.
His name is Romero.
For fuck's sake…
-I don't know anything about that person. -Bullshit.
I'm sure he's hiding here.
And you're helping him.
And whoever helps a criminal… is also a criminal.
I swear on the graves of my ancestors I ain't hiding him.
And that means a lot, huh?
Swear to me also that you know nothing about him.
There are two sacred things in life.
Honor.
And family.
I agree.
That son of a bitch killed my granddaughter.
I'm not gonna stop until I find him. Tell him.
-Get the hell out of here. -Tell him.
Get the fuck out of here! And don't come back.
Come on.
Shit, the balloons.
Well, there it is.
-Hi. -Fuck!
-You… You scared me. -What the hell are you doing?
Well, nothing, here, popping balloons.
And you? What are you doing here?
You see, I've decided to come back to the neighborhood.
I won't be afraid of fear.
What's more, I'm going to look it in the eye.
You were right, Santi.
Was I?
Well, maybe I'm one of those so-called gurus?
I'm gonna face the son of a bitch who tried to kill me.
-And you're gonna help me. -Me?
It's not that I'm afraid of it.
Well, actually I'm a little afraid, but… what can I do?
For the time being, do the usual.
Let me hide here, it's better that no one knows I'm back.
Okay, that I can do.
There he is.
Hello, my love.
Everyone here again?
There are subway stations less crowded than my fucking living room.
I told them about our earlier argument.
What are these two here for? To handcuff me to the operating room?
No, Dad. But there's something you should know.
-Do you want a coffee? -No.
We know how to catch Romero.
No shit.
Yes, it seems that the same people who hired René
to reduce criminality in the neighborhood
also hired Romero under the table to kill and chase away the gang members.
Motherfuckers.
Well, it's a start.
But knowing who pays Romero isn't the same as arresting him.
But we have a plan.
We're gonna arrest him tonight.
Today I was contacted by an executive of the company.
She's giving Romero one million euros in payment for his work.
She's scared and wants me to protect her.
When Romero comes for the money, we'll be waiting for him.
And we'll arrest him.
Dad, not everything in this life is your responsibility.
It's about time you left things in our hands.
This is the time.
Look, Tirso…
That son of a bitch hasn't made just you suffer.
I see the pain in Jimena's eyes every day.
And I don't forgive him for that.
I'm gonna arrest that bastard.
I promise you that.
All right.
I trust you.
Wonderful, because I already packed your suitcase.
We're off to the hospital.
That's not pouring a beer, that's killing it.
For God's sake.
Are you guys here for a drink or to fuck with me?
He's here for a drink, and I'm here to fuck with you.
What's with the suitcase?
I was on my way to the hospital and I saw you…
so I can say goodbye.
To the hospital?
I'm being admitted now and I'll have surgery tomorrow.
Phenomenal.
The sooner you have the surgery, the sooner you return home.
-Sure. -Of course.
Medicine has evolved so much nowadays that it's incredible, isn't it?
A cousin of mine had a lung transplant.
They just opened three little holes in him… Unbelievable.
Yeah, I was lying. I just wanted to encourage you.
Well, no drinking here?
Pour me a beer, Nelson.
Move aside.
Let's make a toast.
Move aside, I'll pour this one.
You bring an appetizer.
Yes, but quickly, because my family is waiting for me.
Sure.
Well, then…
For the Third Company.
Third Company until we die.
At ease.
See you soon.
All the best, Tirso.
See you soon, Captain.
See you soon.
Everything will be fine. We have fought worse battles.
Well, you've already accompanied me.
To the door.
And I didn't get lost.
You can leave now.
Are you sure? Because we can stay a while to keep you company.
To cheer you up and…
You better get out of here, come on.
Dad, maybe this is not the best time to tell you,
but I want you to know we are trying to reopen the foundation.
-Really? -Yes.
Nelson and I are both in this.
We've realized that… it's our dream, our future.
And we're gonna do it. Whatever it takes.
I think it's great.
You must fight for the things you want.
And…
I'm gonna get my kids back, Dad.
Fanny and I have discussed it and we both agree.
I'm ready. I feel good.
And I need to have my kids back with me.
That's great, Santi. I'm very happy.
Have a good night.
See you first thing in the morning, before you go into surgery.
See you tomorrow, Dad.
Ah, no! No way.
I'm staying to help you organize your suitcase and all the stuff.
My pajamas and the toothbrush? I think I can manage, Gladys.
Yes. Come on, bye.
I'm proud of you.
Come on, let's go.
Honey, listen to me.
I packed your slippers
and some thick socks in case you get cold at night, okay?
And also… Well, the toothpaste is almost gone,
but I think you'll have enough for tomorrow.
Gladys. Enough.
It's gonna be all right. You know that, right?
Yeah…
Don't get so horny, remember you can't fuck here, right?
-No shit. -Ezequiel? What are you doing here?
Here I am, Gladys, in this hole, because they give you free food.
What is it that's gonna be all right, Tirso?
He's having surgery tomorrow.
They already stuck their finger in your ass.
Of course, the prostate at your age, it's unforgiving, isn't it?
No, it's not that. They are operating on his head.
There's someone here who's a lot more screwed up.
Tirso, 50% of head surgeries
end up with the patient pushing daisies.
So if you want to say goodbye to each other,
I can go out for a while, huh?
I'm going to ask for a room change right now.
No. No way.
It's good you have someone to talk to, so you don't overthink things.
If I stay here, the only thing I'm going to think about is how to kill him.
Well, you better think about that than think about anything else.
Okay? Sweetheart.
Please rest.
I'll be here first thing in the morning.
Okay?
-I love you. -I love you too.
Ezequiel, you behave yourself.
Tirso… Who would have told you?
Maybe it's your last night in this world.
And you're gonna spend it with Ezes…
With your fucking mother.
There they are.
-Is it here? -Yes, it's here.
He told me to wait and that he'd text me with instructions.
-Does he know I'm with you? -Yes, he does.
And he didn't object.
All he cares about is not having police around.
We just have to follow his instructions.
Give him the money. And get it over with as soon as possible.
Okay, René, we are ready over here.
All shooters are in position and all exits are controlled.
If he shows up, we will spot him before anyone else.
So we wait?
I'm curious about something, Tirso.
Why are you dressed like a normal person and I'm wearing a butt-showing gown?
Because I have some dignity.
Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to sleep.
What do you mean, sleep, Tirso?
What do you mean, sleep? You gotta talk to me.
-Sure… -This might be your last night, Tirso!
Maybe it's yours, you jerk, if you don't shut your mouth.
Tirso, shall we play Parcheesi? Come on, let's play Parcheesi.
I'll convince the nurse to bring us a digestive, a sweet wine.
What do you say?
Shut the fuck up!
Damn, my previous roommate was cooler than you.
Esteban. He was a photographer, he died this morning.
Good evening, I've got you your medicines.
Yes, the medicines…
You call anything medicine, it's like Las Vegas in here.
Damn, hey, there's no way I can sleep here.
Don't worry, I'll give you a sedative.
It is quite strong and it will help you rest.
No, I don't take sleeping pills.
Besides, I'm not the problem.
It's this asshole, who looks like someone got him started.
Raquel, don't listen.
Once you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel,
you become insufferable.
Well, I'll leave you to rest.
Tirso, let's see, man, what you have to do… is talk to me.
I go to sleep very late. Look, it's very early.
Let's talk for a while…
It's not even 11 p.m. Not even 11 p.m., Tirso.
Why don't you take your pills, choke on them and shut up for once?
There's no one to talk to.
Fuck you.
Asshole.
Fuck.
Hey, asshole, stop snoring!
Son of a bitch.
Shit.
Any news?
We've not observed any movement here either.
It seems he isn't coming.
What if he wanted to make sure there's no catch?
He'd make us move, not stay here.
What should we do then? Should we leave?
What is it?
"You're a bitch."
Did you tell the police?
Why are you asking me?
"It's a trap. The police are waiting for me."
"You're a bitch."
"You're dead."
Did you call them?
-Shit. -René, answer me!
What the fuck have you done, René?
Are we under surveillance?
René, do not uncover the operation, lie to her.
He's bluffing.
He simply wants to check if we have told the police.
But neither you nor I have.
If that's the case, what do we do now?
Shit.
Go home, we need to buy time to find out how the hell he found out.
Let's go home
and wait for him to get back to you.
Okay.
René, we're gonna escort you. We'll go behind you, okay?
Attention all support units, we are aborting the operation.
I repeat, we are aborting the operation.
We'll escort our contact.
-Car 2, with me. -Copy that.
Fuck.
Damn sedative.
Excuse me.
Yes, how can I help you?
I just can't sleep with that orangutan in heat
snoring in my ear.
Do you think you could change my room? There's an empty one across the corridor.
No, that one is empty because of humidity issues.
There is mold and you can hardly breathe.
Well… we can put him there.
I mean, we'll have to do something.
Can't you hear him snoring?
The seismographs must be going off.
Look, I already gave you a sedative.
I'm sorry. There's nothing more I can do for you.
Thanks. For nothing.
Oh, jeez.
Okay, René, we're right behind you.
Car 2 is making a detour to get ahead of you.
We'll have you escorted soon, okay?
Holy shit!
Shit, dammit!
Careful, René, something is going on.
I was just cut off.
What is it? Have you seen something?
I don't know, it seems so.
Give me the money.
Give me the money now!
Give it to her, René. Give it to her.
Give it to her.
One, two…!
Relax.
Put it in here.
All right.
Shit!
MEDICAL HISTORY FANDIÑO PEREIRA, EZEQUIEL
NAME: EZEQUIEL FANDIÑO ROOM: 204
Hey!
Fuck.
Ezequiel, wake up!
Tirso, what's going on?
Romero! He tried to kill you.
He got away. Get dressed.
Gladys? What are you doing here this late?
Pepe! What about you?
I couldn't sleep.
-I went for a walk. -Yeah…
Me neither, so I decided to clean the whole bar.
If we feel this way, how's he gonna be?
Him? Asleep. The man has nerves of steel.
I, on the other hand…
Oh, Pepe… You're a good man.
And to be honest, I miss you a little bit at the bar.
Did you clean these bottles or did you drink them instead?
I'm gonna relaunch the bar. And I was thinking that…
I don't know… that I could use you here again.
We've already tried that and it doesn't work.
Yeah.
What we didn't try… is being partners.
What do you mean?
If I put money into the bar, sort out the paperwork,
balance the accounts and start from scratch…
with your cooking and my charm, I'm sure we'll get it going.
Pepe, would you really be willing to do that?
This bar is my life, Gladys. I want to die behind that bar.
And I want you to die behind that bar! Fuck, that sounded terrible.
I mean I want you to be behind that bar until the day you die,
which will be many years from now.
That sounds better. Partners?
Partners.
-Good evening, buddy. -Fuck!
-You… -Relax.
I'm not gonna do anything to you. Unless you want me to.
I came to thank you for tipping me off. I got what I wanted.
Did you…?
Did you kill Romero?
No.
But… I got this.
Oh, my! What's this?
The bait to catch Romero.
Now I just need to keep it in a place where no one will search for it.
It's impossible. Fuck, it doesn't make sense.
-Are you sure it was Dulce? -Absolutely. It was Dulce.
She even lifted up her helmet shield so I could see her.
How did she know you had that money?
Fuck!
No shit.
What are you two doing here?
-We need to talk, it's urgent. -It better be.
You're having surgery tomorrow. He almost bled out in my office.
Romero was in the hospital, and he tried to kill him.
What?
We went after him, but with his slippers and my ass-showing gown, we couldn't…
-What? -He got away from us.
Damn.
You fail to arrest Romero, you let him almost kill us,
and you let a gang member rob you of a million euros.
Okay, yes, Romero's screw-up is my fault.
I should have foreseen he still had people in the police station.
But I can't explain Dulce.
We've got people looking for her and her people in the neighborhood.
Well…
It looks like I'm boring him.
Meet my nightmare.
René, you and I are gonna get your friend Matilde out of jail
and we're gonna question her.
She's gonna serve 20 years in prison. If she knows about Romero, she'll tell us.
Okay. If you will excuse me.
Well, then I'm leaving too.
-To the hospital? -No, home.
-You promised you'd undergo surgery. -And you promised you'd arrest Romero.
Okay.
-I have a little problem with Ezequiel. -Just one? Lucky you.
I can't trust my men.
The leak about the operation comes from here.
And I need to find him a safe place to sleep.
At least until we arrest Romero.
-Not a chance. -Okay.
I can't force you.
What I can do is wake Jimena up and tell her you won't undergo surgery.
In the end I'll have to sleep with this asshole.
-I don't want you to wake my son up. -Okay.
And if you snore you'll sleep out on the landing.
That's my Tirso…
Fuck, Dad! What are you doing here?
What are you doing awake now?
That's not the main point here. You're undergoing surgery tomorrow.
Listen…
I almost died today. Twice.
Can you guys discuss this shit while I'm sleeping?
What did he just say?
-Where do I sleep, Tirso? -In the corner room, on the right.
I appreciate it, good night.
Good night to both of you.
Thank you.
Dad, what the hell is Ezequiel talking about?
What does he mean? What happened?
It's a long story.
Long story short, Romero is still free. He almost killed us.
I'm not undergoing surgery tomorrow. And he's sleeping over.
-Listen, Dad-- -No, don't bother me, Santi.
I'm going to have a glass of water and go to bed.
Let's talk tomorrow.
Dad. Wait.
-What's that? -It's… nothing.
-Documents from the hardware store. -What documents?
Well, insurance cover and so on.
Give me that briefcase.
Give it to me or I'll take it.
Where did this come from?
Dad, it's a long story.
The money isn't ours, I'm taking it with me.
Bullshit.
Does this money have anything to do with Dulce?
Dulce? That girl you hid in the hardware store? No.
You and that gang member have become friends, haven't you?
She's been here.
This is the money she stole tonight.
Dad, deep down, she's a good person, believe me.
And she wants the same as you.
To steal a million euros and live like a king?
To kill Romero.
She's using this money as bait.
Romero has people in the police and he'll find out that she stole it, so…
When he comes after her, she'll be waiting for him.
And in the meantime, she leaves it to you?
Well, no one knows I have it. There's no way to make a connection.
What if her plan goes wrong?
What if Dulce ends up with a gun to her head
and Romero's asking her where the money is?
Do you think she won't tell him?
Do you think Romero won't come after you?
Well, I hadn't thought about it.
What do we do now?
You, go to bed.
I need to think.
MADRID IN THE SPOTLIGHT ENTREVÍAS FACES ITS FUTURE
THE DEMOLITION OF EL COLORADO WILL TAKE PLACE TOMORROW AT 9:00 A.M.
Rafael, a gun.
Relax, Rafael.
I'm Tirso Abantos.
I just want you to give Romero a message.
That gang member, Dulce… she doesn't have Romero's money.
I have that money.
Rafael, he has a briefcase with money.
If he wants it back, he'll have to face me.
No police.
No weapons, no tricks.
Man against man, fist to fist.
A fight to the death.
If he has any honor left,
I'll be waiting for him in front of El Colorado.
If he wins, he'll get his money.
And if he doesn't show up by nine o'clock this morning,
he can say goodbye to the money.
Got it?
Yes, I got it.
DANGER DEMOLITION
Hugo, I'm gonna go make the rounds.
Coming.
Santi, why are you still in your pajamas? We're late for surgery.
Oh, right. The… operation.
Well, it's just that… There's not gonna be any operation today.
Dad left the hospital, he's in his room sleeping.
What? Get out of my way. This man is undergoing surgery today
or I'm no longer called Gladys Nidia de la Caridad.
Well, we do have a great buzz in the morning in this house, huh?
I'm not in the mood for your bullshit. Move aside.
Where did he go?
What's that?
"To my family."
I said no weapons.
Where the fuck is my money?
In there.
But it's a big place.
And it's about to blow up.
If you don't follow my rules, you'll never find it.
Give me my fucking money… or I'll shoot you.
Do it… and you'll watch your banknotes fly away.
I told you, no guns.
If you want your money, drop that gun.
If I accept and I drop it
-will you tell me where the money is? -That's the deal.
But before you can get it, you'll have to fight.
And kill me.
I like this.
Now tell me where the money is.
In a container.
In the middle of the main warehouse.
Thanks for the information.
Did you think I was an asshole?
You're coming with me to get it,
and if it turns out that it's not there
or that it's a trap,
I'll kill you.
Guillermo, all clear over here. Over there?
Everything clear.
Let's proceed to activate building five.
Guys!
Hey.
Guys, we're leaving!
Where the fuck is it?
This way.
Dear family, I apologize for doing what I'm about to do to you.
But my destiny is not to die in a hospital bed.
I'm a soldier. And I will always be.
And my destiny is to die fighting.
"Since the day Irene left forever, I've had only two wishes."
"The first one is for you to be happy."
"That you have simple and fulfilling lives, like the one I've had."
"And that you live surrounded by the people who love you."
"I'm sure that will be the case."
The second wish that has haunted me all these months
is that Irene's murderer pays for what he did.
And so he will.
If everything goes as planned, justice will be done today.
That monster is gonna die.
"And so will I."
"If you don't find my body,
don't look for it."
"It will have become dust and air in the sky of Entrevías."
"I love you all. Tirso."
-Come here. -Ezequiel, please find him. Please…
I mean, this is crazy, this can't happen.
What is he gonna do?
Well, we must find him no matter what.
I'm gonna call Amanda.
Let's think. What did he say? "My body will become dust and air."
What does he mean, dust and air?
MADRID IN THE SPOTLIGHT ENTREVÍAS FACES ITS FUTURE
Son of a bitch! I know where he is.
-Stay here. -We're coming with you.
Hey, no! Stay here.
Tirso is in a very dangerous place.
You stay here, I'll keep you informed.
Stay here, it's for the best.
Stay here.
Your money is in there.
You come in with me and take it. I don't want any surprises.
The light switch is up there on the right.
What the hell is this? Huh?
Did you close the door?
Did you close the fucking door?
What the fuck are you laughing at?
You're dead, Romero.
You'll never get out of here.
If you move, I'll kill you.
I'm already dead.
I've been dead since the day you murdered my granddaughter.
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch!
Hey!
-Help! -No one will hear you.
We'll be blown up.
In a minute, we'll be dead.
Both of us.
WARNING: DANGER OF DEMOLITION IN PROGRESS
The countdown is on.
Ten…
Take that fucking smile off your face.
…nine…
eight…
seven…
Police! Stop the demolition!
…six…
Hey… you can't go in there!
…five…
Stop him!
…four…
three…
two…
…one…
Stop it! Stop it! There's a guy inside.
-What do you mean? -There's a guy inside, for fuck's sake.
We're aborting the demolition.
Fuck!
Fuck.
Shit.
What are you doing, my love?
It's curious…
I used to be bothered by the noise of the neighborhood.
Now I like it.
I like to look at the street.
Honey.
The doctor called Jimena.
You have a new appointment for surgery next week.
I'm gonna go see Nelson, he wants to show me something about the foundation…
Then I'll come and pick you up
and we'll eat out, because I'm not cooking today.
What do you think?
Play the music for me.
Okay.
Here's the gym and here's the playroom, what do you think?
Why don't you and I move there?
Great idea!
You're such an idiot!
Well, well! Let's see.
-I wanna see what you're doing. -Look.
Little thing.
The blueprints of the new foundation. We already have them, it's wonderful.
Look, here's the canteen, it's huge.
You're gonna have to cook a lot, Gladys…
As an appetizer, some torreznitos that will make you cry with joy.
Give me some torreznos too, Pepe, because I'm very much a crybaby.
And a freeloader. I've already given you some croquettes.
No, not croquettes, Pepe, not croquettes.
-It's here. -Thank you.
All right, stop.
Be careful, don't touch anything inside the hardware store without permission.
Some things can prick, burn or cut you.
Oh my God, I'm already regretting this.
Well, let's go inside.
Go ahead.
This place will be yours someday. You should get used to it.
ABANTOS HARDWARE STORE
Grandpa.
This is not possible.
Grandpa.
Farewell, Tirso.
And as my father used to say,
here goes the last one.
You were one in a million.
One in a million.