Are we not going in?
The Valley has many entrances.
Barea. Pay attention here.
Sir.
With power from the dam,
they can run on their own virtually forever.
This is a switch.
The system will remain activated, but unalterable.
Any modifications, it has to be plugged in a computer
alongside a code and the functions will be unlocked.
The flow of the IV fluid, the power supply,
or the capsule opening.
Like a key.
One that's impossible to copy.
Him too?
But, sir?
You said we'd turn him in.
I said I worked for Section Nine, and it's true.
But from now on, I'll do it my way.
Neffenber, he is just my bargaining chip.
-Is that a problem? -No, sir.
Good. We are ready. Pick up everything and we leave.
Garcia and Ortiz, always vigilant.
Come on! Go, go, go! That way. To the right.
Check the systems.
Sir!
Father.
Mister García!
Is he dead?
-Fuck! What the fuck are you doing? -Calling the police.
-No. No. No! -They took Antonia!
-Silvia take him to the hospital. -Wait. What do we do with Mr. Manolo?
This one stays put.
Whatever story Jaime's going to invent is likely already ready.
Wait. What do we do with Mr. García?
Help me. Let's bring him inside.
Stay still. It has to be around here.
What are you waiting for? Come on. Help me!
Chencho.
-Is this...? -It is.
And it can save his life!
Well, one just like this did... 60 years ago.
-Do you know how it works? -No. But there's someone who does.
We're living in uncertain times. Spain is facing a crisis.
That's why I've decided to postpone my retirement
and to run for president again as my party's candidate.
When did you make this decision, Mr. Seijas?
-Well... -Bishop.
How dare you come here?
Did you not notice the uproar you caused, Mr. President?
No, no. Let's not count our chickens before they hatch.
Our chickens are hatched, slaughtered and ready to eat.
Jaime, this isn't the place.
Can you think of a better one?
I need to start organizing everything, call a team meeting.
No.
All you have to do is shake hands with people and look sad.
I'll take it from here. I'm in charge now.
I have an appointment with the oncologist.
Don't miss it.
Six months and then you can go off and die wherever you want.
See you tomorrow at headquarters.
Benito, I'm at the front door of the Congress.
Pick me up here.
Yes.
Mission accomplished. Now you can conquer the world without obstacles.
I'm going to need more than just your word.
Look at your phone.
-Received. -Now send me the code.
How do I know this wreck isn't going to explode?
Winters.
If it came to my mind, it came to yours.
That's why I've made sure there's someone here you don't want to harm.
Let me go!
-Dad? -Antonia!
She's behaving quite well.
Why?
Do you think I'd trust a man who hired me to kill his best friend?
The code is correct. I swear.
-I believe you, but I want something. -What?
To leave Spain with my father without anyone bothering us.
I want documents for us both and a helicopter at the Valley.
-A big one. -I can't do that.
You can and you will. You're running the country now.
-Let me go! -Don't hurt her. Please.
-That's not up to me anymore. -Winters.
-Mr. Jaime! Here! -Yes, yes. Coming.
-Benito! -What happened?
-Get me out of here. -Right away.
-Are you okay? -Yes. Get me out of here.
Water. Water!
Here.
You gonna tell me what happened?
Call Cuatro Vientos and get me a helicopter.
An Eco Charlie with enough fuel for a long flight.
-Where are we going? -It's not for us. It's for Winters.
He has Antonia. He took her after killing García and Manolo.
-If we don't give him it... -What else does he want?
Let's fill the helicopter with men. What do you think?
-Winters will be dead before he's in. -After he's killed my daughter.
We'll make sure he releases her before.
Winters was born for this. He was created for this.
Doing this for 60 years, still alive.
If we try to trick him
or if something doesn't go the way he wants he'll kill her.
I've ruined everything, Benito. Everything!
Easy, sir. Don't worry.
Are you okay? Stay here.
Don't even think about it. Tell Jaime to get out.
Mr. Jaime, they want to speak with you.
Barea. Chencho.
-Good evening, Mr. Ortiz. -You'll have time to say hello later.
García's dead.
The German did his job well. Didn't he?
But you can save him.
-But you said he is dead. -I know perfectly well what I said.
And so does he.
You can save him, and that's what you're going to do.
Because he's the only person who can bring your daughter back to you.
Sir! The device.
If the people in there are like you,
-maybe think twice? -Shut up.
I'm not sure the world needs so many murderous bastards.
-I told you to shut up! -Easy.
Do you really think my father is worse than yours?
You're here because your father
used, lied and betrayed all the people he's ever known.
That includes my father, García, me...
and you.
At least my father lied to me to protect me.
Yours? Yours abandoned you.
It's all ready, sir.
Cardiopulmonary and cerebral activity are stable.
-What's going on? -The pulse has suddenly sped up.
-Air! -Relax, relax.
Air! I need air.
Get him out of here. Quickly!
-How long has he been like this? -Almost an hour.
-Is it too late? -I don't know.
Quick! Quick!
Let me go! Let me go!
-It's not working. -What's wrong?
-Benito. -Sir?
Check the connections, power supply.
Everything seems to be in the right place.
Again! Fuck!
Wake up. Please, wake up.
What year is it?
Three, two, one...
-Nothing. -Fuck!
-What? -The facility isn't responding.
It's been decades since the last maintenance.
-What can we do? -Nothing! There's nothing we can do.
Without power, the capsule can't make IV fluid circulate through the blood.
It's a useless piece of junk!
I don't know how it works, but I'll take a look.
No. We don't have time!
I don't have time.
-Where's my bird? -I want to talk to my daughter.
Please, Winters.
-Antonia, are you okay, honey? -Yes.
-Have any of those bastards hurt you? -I'm fine.
Don't worry about a thing. I'll sort this out. I promise.
-Antonia... -Enough. The helicopter.
It's confirmed. It'll arrive in 45 minutes.
Good. That's exactly how long it will take us to get there from here.
You're a man of your word, if you're pressed hard enough.
So let her go.
I could, or I could think like you.
Winters, please.
You may have filled the helicopter with policemen,
put a tracker on it, or shoot us down.
-You have a lot of options. -I did as you asked!
You'll continue doing that as long as I have her.
So I'm keeping her a while longer. Or until you die, we'll see.
That won't be long anyway.
Look for a syringe.
What?
A syringe! It's a medical facility, there's got to be one!
The 21st century...
Relax. You still need to get used to...
Don't take me for a fool.
I designed those capsules.
And they've worked for 60 years.
Amazing.
-We are leaving. -Where to?
First of all, leaving Spain. Then we will see.
Europe will welcome my father with open arms, girl.
Where do you think you are going?
-I'm not a little girl. -You are a little girl.
-A very stupid one. -Sir.
Enough wasting time. Get her in the car.
No! No! Let me go!
-I've found one. -Yes.
-What's that? -IV fluid.
What kept Garcia alive all this time.
When the capsule works, it's what feeds García's body.
-And if it doesn't work? -Then we improvise.
-What are you going to do? -Hard. In his chest.
-Sir, are you sure? -No.
Come on! Fuck, come on!
It can't be. He's a very strong man.
He's the strongest man who has ever lived.
He has to make it.
Wake up, old friend. I need you.
Yes!
Let him go!
-Please! -Let him go! Let him go!
-Calm down. -You son of a bitch.
-Winters... has Antonia. -Is that true?
Yes. He took her after trying to kill you.
He tricked me. The deal was to deliver Neffenberg.
Neffenberg's alive?
They're going to flee with her if we don't stop them.
I'll pay for everything I've done, but now I need you to help Antonia.
We're running out of time. Please!
-Please! -Where?
In the Valley.
He can't face him like this.
We don't know if the IV fluid worked.
Winters could kill him for good.
I'm nearly 100 years old. I've lived long enough already.
If you don't stop the car I'll jump...
-Will you shut up! -No!
-Are you listening? -Shut up or I'll make you.
Understand?
Fuck. Speed up!
Fuck!
-García! -Blow him up!
Yeah! You're dead, asshole. You're fucking dead!
-Shut the fuck up! -No!
Fucking accelerate!
Throw her out.
Let me go!
No! No!
Antonia!
Take this off of me.
-Are you okay? -Yes.
García! You're alive. You're alive.
-Here. Take this. Come on, quickly. -I thought you were dead.
What?
-García. -Antonia is fine.
-García, where is my daughter? -With me.
Thank you. May I speak to her?
-She's headed to you now. -Was that my father?
He's waiting for you at the Valley.
-That way. A little over a kilometer. -And what are you going to do?
Stop Winters and Neffenberg.
I know what you're going to say, and no.
It's the only thing your father and I agree on.
Go.
Everything is ready, sir.
I'll contact you when we reach France.
-Let's go. -Yes, sir.
What's the plan?
I have contacts, we can stay there a while.
I'll build you a laboratory so you can resume your experiments.
Fuck. Listen up!
No, there! There! Up there!
There! Up there! Kill him!
Up there!
Hold on! Stop! Stop! Stop!
He's there!
Fuck. Reload, reload! Ammo, ammo!
-We're leaving. -He's perfect.
To hell with everything!
Really? Are you leaving him still standing? Alive?
Are you not going to face him?
We have to leave or...
Are you really so afraid of him?
Did you awake me from a 60-year slumber
only to watch you fail once again?
How many times do I have to kill you?
-Darling... -Dad, don't wait up. I'm not coming.
-Go home. -What do you mean?
-Bye. -Antonia!
Hell of a kid.
Not a pretty sight, is it?
Relax.
My father was trying to improve the one he tested on you.
Improve the formula.
He was trying to make me immortal.
Me. Not you.
And it worked. It worked for a while.
The cellular regeneration worked well but then...
...this happened.
I've been looking for an antidote, a cure, for years but...
I'm not my father.
The only thing I have is a drug that barely dulls the pain.
I'm rotting alive.
Let us go. You'll never see us again.
My father will be able to work and try to find a cure for this.
Your father's the man who stole both our lives.
Yours and mine.
You know I can't allow that.
I understand.
Antonia... Antonia, leave!
-No! García, I can't leave you. -Now!
No!
García!
Father...
García...
I'm here. Wake up, García, please...
You gave me your word...
Antonia, come here.
Your word about what?
-Antonia... -About what?
That I'd turn myself in when you're safe.
But perhaps there's another solution.
Everything I've done, I did it for Spain. I can still fix it.
I can get you a new life.
I swear. I swear on my daughter's life.
No more missions, no more Section Nine.
That's what you wanted, isn't it? To put an end to everything.
To run away from it all.
Only cowards run away.
Antonia, get out of the way.
-You'll have to kill me first. -Don't talk nonsense, Antonia.
Dad, that's enough. It's over.
Don't you get it? It's over.
Honey, I don't have many more years left to be with you.
I don't want to go to jail.
I want to see you get married, I want to meet my grandchildren.
No.
It's over. It's over, García.
Good afternoon.
Please be aware this conversation will be recorded for security.
Officers Gutiérrez and Garrido.
State your name and position, for the record.
It'll go faster if you cooperate with us.
Jaime Ortiz Expósito, Director of Section Nine.
Very well, Mr. Jaime.
This conversation is taking place voluntarily between both parties,
without any coercion whatsoever.
In the name of the Spain Government, we inform you of your new situation
in wake of the events that occurred in the past week...
We have all the information
your division has been collecting for years.
In exchange for immunity, Mr. Benito Álvarez
has offered to take charge of declassification of your files.
Section Nine is permanently shut down,
you are relieved of all your duties.
Thank you very much to all of you.
I believe this eleciton will have a historic value for Spain.
Thousands of Spaniards will vote with hope.
Vote without being afraid of...
...and that's the whole story.
The truth, not what everyone else is reporting.
What's wrong?
The truth, you say. That would be hard to prove.
Contradicts the Ministry's statement.
And Rodero's statement, backed up the Ministry's.
Because Rodero doesn't know what happened!
Revealing what I told you would be... would be political suicide.
But if we... if the newspaper...
I can't believe it. You don't want to publish it.
We can't, it's not the same thing.
Have you seen the situation? Riots.
People haven't been this afraid in more than 20 years.
An official statement has calmed things a bit.
-The official statement's a lie. -Oh, grow up Antonia, everyone lies.
-Antonia, you'll see... -Wait.
Okay. I get it. Crystal clear.
Thank you very much.
-Verdú. -Antonia, wait.
-It's your contract. -A permanent one.
Welcome to our team.
What happened?
-They won't publish anything. -Really?
But they offered me a job. Writer. Full-time staff.
Well, how about that. No?
Did you turn it down? Did you turn it down?
Well, I didn't say anything.
Because I don't know if I want to work in this field...
It would fucking suck if you quit, because that article's brilliant.
Really? You think?
It's one of the best pieces I've read in a newspaper,
and we've had some good journalists.
Thank you.
There is something I would like to point out.
Something doesn't add up.
You say that in the crypt there were two frozen bodies:
-García and Nuffenberg. -Neffenberg.
But then you say that there were three capsules.
Yes...
Look at him, he acts like nothing happened.
In a statement to the media, Rodero remembers moments after his rescue.
He wanted to thank...
He doesn't care about anything, the kidnapping,
only matters that he went up in polls.
Politicians are all the same.
I can't fucking believe the only decent man I know is goddamn fascist.
Excuse me.
Gotta go. García has just woken up.
Antonia!
You look very pretty.
Hey, nice bachelor pad.
Where did you get all the cash from?
All agents had a pension plan.
Mine arrived 60 years late.
So... did you vote?
I'm not on the electoral list.
So what are you going to do now?
-This would be nice. -What?
This. A life. A peaceful one.
But that's not going to be so easy.
Neffenberg.
I can't have a peaceful life knowing he's free.
Not me, or anyone else.
-But are you leaving right now? -My train leaves in two hours.
Can I see you off at the station?
We can meet there. If you want.
But, there's something I need to do first.
Thank you.
Pablo, let's go.
I'm so sorry.
Pablo, why don't you go over there and play?
Hello.
-If there's anything you need... -Please don't say anything.
I don't hold you responsible. Let's leave it at that.
I still can't believe you are... who you are.
Everything I told you is true.
So why did you come? What do you want now?
Just one thing for now...
...if you'll allow me.
Pablo, were leaving!
Pablo! Pablo!
Pablo and you, where are you both now?
For now, we're staying with my cousin and her husband.
We still have a lot of things to settle.
The insurance, the will...
They're going to give us compensation as victims of terrorism.
-Why are you looking at me like that? -Like what?
I remind you of my mother, don't I?
A lot.
Let me spare you the embarrassment, I don't date fascists.
What does "fascist" mean?
Well, it's not like... Pablo, don't! Don't run!
Pablo!
Next train to Alicante platform 2.
García.
I need to get a suitcase with wheels.
Like you need it. Do you have your ticket?
On my phone. I bought it on the Internet.
Look at you! All modern!
Well, it took me three tries.
It seems I bought two seats for cripples.
We say, "differently abled people," but I'll let that go.
Next train to Paris...
-That's my train. -Paris? Why Paris?
Neffenberg was going to France 60 years ago.
It seems like a good place to start searching.
What are you going to do?
Well, I'm currently living at Riki's.
But it's temporary until I figure out what I want to do.
In my era you'd already be married and with three kids but...
...that's a start.
I haven't seen my father.
I just can't. I can't.
-Sorry. I'm sorry. -Don't be sorry.
You are an amazing girl. You are worth a lot.
You will make it, you'll see.
Tell me I'll be seeing you again. When you get him.
-Because you will for sure, right? -For sure.
García, always vigilant.
Come here!
Have a good journey.
Thank you.
Good afternoon. Good journey.
Hey! You'll tell me when you catch him, won't you?
Madam, let me help you.
-Thank you very much, gentlemen. -No need.
I know we've just said goodbye, but I've been thinking and you can't...
ask me to call you just García. after all we've been through,
where we were almost killed!
So I'd really love to know your birth name.
What do you think?
My name is...
Damn bitch!
Stand up, you faggot!
Can you spare a minute of your time, miss?
He was lucky to leave unscathed.
At the end, everyone lives off playing the victim.
The Government needed to save him, or appear to save him.
Hernando was blood thirsty, and some of the others were too.
An eye for an eye. The Captain for the liberal.
It's not as easy as it used to be.
Things seem to change in Spain, but actually,
nothing really changes.
Some things do.
Pilar, bring me some dark rum.
I have to get back to the radio in five minutes.
-Don't worry, I have time. -Come on, Pilar, turn that shit off.