What's this?
Just a little something to celebrate your comeback.
For me? You shouldn't have.
Open it before all the action starts.
What is it?
A coffee machine!
It's hybrid. Ground coffee and capsules.
You can make espresso, cappuccino, macchiato.
-Look at the spout to make foam. -And for tea?
What do you want tea for?
Because I always have tea.
Don't lie. I always bring you coffee.
You always bring me coffee, but I always ask you for tea.
-And you're telling me now? -I drink it because...
I don't want to argue, but yeah, I prefer tea.
I'm sure you can make great tea using that spout.
Yeah, I love the... the spout
and it's really nice that you thought... of me.
Thank you so much.
What's wrong?
Nothing, I just like tea better. I told you already.
No. What did I do wrong?
It's not you, Alonso.
Come on, I know we've grown apart.
Remember when we started? The races, the chases, the shootings?
-Some of the excitement is gone. -You threw a coffee on me.
Okay, if we're only going to remember the negative bits...
Owl 72, report on your situation.
Owl 72 here.
So, the situation is... the daily grind, you know.
No activity.
What happened to us?
Great Crouton Operation.
We have 14 units deployed to backup Owl 72.
The Jalisco shipment has already left the dry port
and will be arriving at the warehouse any minute now.
It won't be long now, folks. It will be worth the wait.
Yasmina, I think I found my father.
But now I don't know if I really want to meet him.
Because he's an old man
and it's just so much stuff. What if he has a heart attack?
I have to tell him I didn't finish High School,
about my first tattoo, the first time I had drugs,
that I'm an atheist, against bullfighting, vegan...
Okay, stop. Take one step at a time.
Start by telling him... one thing, whatever defines you the most.
That's the hardest part.
Do you want to practice?
Can you do the voice...?
I'm your father. Hi, I'm your father.
-Hi, Dad. -Hi.
Can you do a southern accent, since you're good with accents?
I'm your father.
-My name is Bony. -Hi, Bony, how are you?
So, I am...
Okay, tell me what you are, what is it?
I can't, Dad. I can't. I'm really embarrassed.
What is there to be embarrassed about?
Bony, a son has to be able to tell his father everything.
Why should you be embarrassed to tell me you're gay?
No, but I'm not. Did Slice say something?
-To me? What do you mean? -Listen, no...
I don't know how to tell him that I'm a professional criminal.
Oh, I see, okay!
What does he do?
He owns the funeral home in town.
So, that's easy. Tell him you're a gravedigger.
Gravedigger and hitman are close. I think they pay the same taxes.
I don't want to lie to him right from the start... Here's a lie!
If he loves me for who I am, then, great.
And if he doesn't love me, then it's all right, I guess.
You know what you should do?
Change your profession.
You have to start somewhere. It can get tricky if you don't...
-Such good memories, right? -What was his name?
-Jaime. -Jaime.
-20 years old. -Imagine that, 20 years old...
He had just gotten his driver's license
and came to pick me up in his second-hand car.
He was delighted to take his girl in his car.
I remember Bowie was on the radio.
-Come on. -Yes, yes.
It rings a bell.
He took me to a pine forest, it was on a weekday and it was empty.
We started to kiss and he said,
"Do you know what this place is called? The kissing hill."
Please, come on! So, we started to get it on.
-Yes. -And I could tell he was nervous.
-Yes. -And you know what?
I realized he had never seen a naked woman.
-He was a virgin. -He was a virgin.
Wow! And were you?
-No, I wasn't. -You weren't?
No, no. Picture that, right?
-Before, he was a virgin... -Yes.
...and after I had turned him into a man.
-Of course. -And I had a role in that.
And have you heard from him again over time?
Sure, he works at the indoor ball park down here,
next to the beauty salon.
But when did this happen?
This happened...
two or three weeks ago.
But he's not the man of my life at all.
Now, listen to this. He can really work the area.
He goes down and says hello.
I see.
Coffee? Come on. I'll bring you tea another day.
Owl 72, report, please.
-How did it go with Internal Affairs? -Owl 72.
So, I opened up completely.
I told them about you, my wife, my new phase... everything.
What did you say about me? How I practically saved your life?
-You didn't get out of the car. -Well, who told you there was a gun?
-It wasn't a gun. -Those are just little details.
You can explain it all during your interview with Internal Affairs.
Me? But I didn't get out of the car.
-Hey, this coffee's amazing. -200 bucks for the machine.
Shit! Nice touch.
I thought we could leave it here for moments like these.
I'm going to end up liking coffee, it's really good.
-Superior mix. -Where is it from?
The little closet in the evidence room.
-The Jalisco capsules? -Yes.
But the coffee ones, not the ones with drugs.
Yeah, the ones they put on top so it all looks normal.
-Yes. -Shit.
What do you think? I got them this morning on the sly.
It's fucking good.
-So? Another one? -Okay.
Come on. Come on! Come on!
Look at us.
With our resume, our career and stuck in here.
-Do you think that's normal? -We aren't even paid well.
Come on. Locked up for a month,
waiting for a shipment and doing nothing. This is all wrong.
You even got shot and still came here day after day, huh?
-Day in and day out... -Yeah, what did you want me to do?
Go on sick leave?
Bike couriers have better terms than us.
Yeah, this isn't working for me anymore, at this age,
I would really want to start a new business.
You know what I mean? I would like to be my own boss.
Yeah, that would be awesome.
I don't know if you've realized, but I'm a very creative person.
-Yes, always creating. -So what I need is someone
with their feet on the ground, with a logistic mindset.
I'm the worst at business. I always get killed at Monopoly.
Come on. Your father has a funeral home.
But I don't know him yet.
It's in your blood. He's your biological father.
Well, I mean... I don't know if...
I don't know if I'm good for any other line of work.
This is the only thing I know how to do, that I'm good at.
What are you talking about? Cookies.
You introduce yourself...
And when you're on closer terms, you tell him.
What do I tell him?
That you want to be a businessman and you're looking for funding.
Can you imagine that man listening to you?
How proud he's going to be of his son?
Then you get some champagne. There's always some at funeral homes.
And you introduce me as your partner.
You'd like to meet my father?
I'd do anything for you and our company.
I've just left Christian at the airport.
-Abandoned? -No, come on. On a plane.
He's going to Dublin for six months on an exchange program.
That's great! I'm so jealous! I'm so happy for both of you.
I'm going to miss my Chuchi.
-Oh, no, and Chuchi will miss you. -Oh, my Chuchi.
Of course.
Come on.
I can't stop looking at the phone since he left.
Don't worry. He's going to be fine. You'll see.
You have to make the most of it too.
What are you going to do? Do you have any plans with friends?
And as friends I mean coworkers.
-Well, I like to be by myself. -Oh, yes, that's good too.
There are people who love to be alone.
Yes, lots of people, of course.
-Others can't stand it, huh? -No.
And there are also people who deserve to be alone.
A lot of people deserve to be alone.
-At my old precinct... -Yeah?
I didn't actually know her, but I heard about it.
There was this very antisocial woman.
The kind that gives you a bad feeling.
-Yes. -Never said hello or ate with anyone.
Always put tags with her name on everything, you know?
-I see. -Even the food in the fridge,
-which was like, come on! -Yeah, the food in the fridge.
She never wanted to do birthdays. Never wanted to do Secret Santa.
-Everybody wants to do Secret Santa. -Everybody.
Although you might say, "Well, so far so good, right?"
So far so good because I can't interfere in anyone's life.
-No, it's better if you don't. -Everyone is the way they are.
If she wanted to be a bitch, that's her right.
-Of course. -But then,
-don't complain if you're left out. -Don't complain later, huh?
-Because she complained. -Of course she did, to the bosses.
-Huh. -She acted as if she were a victim.
A total snitch and I think that one day
the ones upstairs said something to her and she...
Well, I don't know, but maybe she felt guilty or something.
So, anyway, she brought this octopus pie for everyone,
you know?
-Wow, delicious. -Yeah, right. But it was August.
I don't know if you've been at that precinct, but it's an oven.
There are unexpected heat waves sometimes.
Maybe, anyway, so, instead of announcing it,
she left it on the copy machine and didn't say anything.
Maybe she had good intentions.
Her intention was to poison her colleagues.
Do you know how many hours the pie was just sweating there?
They should have eaten it right away.
It took them a while to eat it because she didn't mention it.
Everybody had diarrhea, throwing up. Some people were hospitalized.
And they said the copy machine smelled weird for a while.
And the chick just kept quiet, like a bitch.
-What could she say? -I don't know.
But she didn't say a thing, not that day or the next.
What a motherfucker, huh? They kicked her out in the end.
They didn't kick her out.
Careful.
She asked to be transferred.
How do you know that?
Intelligence reports strange activity around the warehouse grounds.
It's likely that someone will make contact
with the warehouse before dawn.
We continue to monitor any suspicious activity
in and around the dry port.
Extreme vigilance.
Guys, it's finally happening.
Hey, how's it going with the 80-year old man?
The 70-year old. I cut it off. He just wanted what he wanted.
Same as Naiara. She had a quickie with the American.
It turns out we're the only romantics around here.
Totally.
Owl 72.
Owl 72, report.
-He isn't answering. -Falcon 36, we just got the alert.
Copy that.
Eagle 23, yes, also on its way.
The pilot? What pilot? Wasn't he dead?
Yes, he is, but not his semen. It's frozen in a refrigerator.
What? How is that fucking possible?
Yes, he left a few little cups just in case,
in case of radioactivity in the cabin or whatever.
And your wife prefers the semen of a dead man to yours?
Since he was so manly and handsome and a good pilot.
Owl 72, report back, please.
I love this song!
Owl 72, report.
Owl 72?
I love this song, dude.
Share this list with me later, okay?
-Another capsule? -No.
They're so good, dude, but I don't want trouble sleeping later.
-Come on, it's a special day. -Come on.
Come on!
Attention, alerting all units. I repeat, attention...
I have something very important to say to you, Campillo.
How long have we known each other?
-Two or three years. -Might as well be eight.
I fucking know you and you're a hell of a cop.
-Oh, a hell of a cop. -Shut up. And not only that.
I say this with pride. you're my best friend.
-And you're my best friend, Alonso. -Shut up.
And when this is all done and we're on TV,
because we dismantled the country's largest drug trafficking network,
you'll have people lining up for your semen.
Guys, girls, whatever you want.
Because that won't be semen, that'll be... You know what?
-What? -Manna. Liquid gold, Campillo.
-Gold, liquid gold. -Liquid gold, Campillo, liquid gold.
Are you listening?
-You're right. -Of course.
Of course I am.
What was that?
It wasn't me.
Police! Everybody on the ground!
That's... that's a raid.
-We have control of all exits! -A raid?
Stop, stop!
Copy, Falcon 36. The northern perimeter has been secured.
We're missing out on it, goddamn it.
Why didn't they tell us? Fuck!
-Owl 72 calling control room. -Where the fuck were you?
We've been trying to reach you for half an hour.
-All units are out there, except you. -Sorry!
-What do you mean sorry? -We're missing out on it!
-Sorry about what? -Where are you going with the cup?
You have to be alert when we call you.
-It's a 200 buck coffee machine. -What the fuck is this?
-Can't you run properly, dummy? -I am running properly.
I want an answer right now. I'm giving you a shitty report.
-Should we warn someone? -Everybody on the ground!
-The police. -Don't move! Hands above your head!
I'm not going to warn anyone.
That's at the other warehouse, right?
No. I mean it. I... I'm done.
You can do whatever you want, but I'm done.
Police! Everybody on the ground!
Let's see.
Are you sure this was our warehouse?
Come on! We're almost there.
Fuck it was our case!
Fuck! Watch out!
-Careful with that! -Careful! Stop! Everyone, stop! Stop!
But what are you doing? Where are you going?
-Everyone stop! -Where are you guys coming from?
Careful! This guy! Put him in handcuffs!
He's got them. All right, good job.
-On the ground! -He's dead.
-What? -He's dead.
-Come on. Go! Go! -Careful!
Go! Go! Go!
-We're good. Careful, Campillo. -What are you doing?
-Is she hurt? -What are you doing?
-Campillo, don't get distracted. -Cover her! Go!
-Who are this people? -Come on, team.
-Come on, guys, come on! -Go! Come on!
-Identify yourself! -Where are you going?
-Careful! -He's one of us.
Go! Go! Go!
-Watch out. Careful. -Do you need a hand over there?
They have one, okay.
Careful. I'm coming in!
What a team!
-What's going on? -Here, here.
What's happening?
Fucking shit.
-Look. -We're a great team.
-We're the best team. -We're getting an award.
We were this close, Campillo, this close.
Fucking shit.
Yasmina!
Yasmina, where are you going? Come this way.
-No, you come. -Where are you going?
Come here. I'm done.
Bony, I want to get out of here alive.
I'm no hit woman, or mobster, or fucking shit.
I'm going to give myself up and...
Why would you give yourself up? We haven't done anything.
-Come this way! -I'm coming.
Do you have a light?
Guys, Jacobo. That was awesome. What a team.
This guy's a hero.
-It's the coffee machine's fault. -Yes and what about your mp3?
So a combination of things, then.
A combination of what? A combination of shit.
The coffee machine was all you. I drink tea.
-"I drink tea." Come on! -Don't point your gun at me.
Leave me alone, Campillo. Don't move! Don't follow me!
-Where are you going? -I'm leaving.
It's over.
I was so looking forward to this. Damn it.
Hey. Can you give me a ride home at least?
Alonso! Give me a ride home.
TWO WEEKS LATER
"Crouton Operation. Department of the Interior honors two police officers,
a dog and a security guard." It's so embarrassing, dude.
We should investigate the case of this guy Gustavo,
-you and me. -I have clarinet class.
So we're just going to make IDs for the rest of our lives?
Fuck no, but I have class on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
-Have you tried these cookies? -You're such a sad person. No!
-They're delicious. -Yes, because they're homemade.
It makes a difference. Do you both want a box?
-Yes, I'll take a box. -Do you want to taste these?
I accidentally broke them today? They're good.
Since they broke... let's see.
No.
-But your face is familiar... -Here we go, one and two.
On the house. For free.
Thank you very much.
Excuse me, did you notice a newspaper I left here?
I don't know.
It's probably in the car. Bye.
Operation Burnt French Toast.
Surveillance of the buildings near the station continues.
It's going to be a long wait.
So, here we are.
So, we've been here for three days and that's what you say?
"So, here we are"?
I said, "so, here we are," yes.
-Okay. -It's a saying.
Agent Campillo here. Fuck, no, what's my name?
I'm going to burn...
Do you dream about my vasectomy?
For God's sake!
Sometimes they don't cut and wait for us to do things.
-And the stone? -I always have it with me.
I always have it with me. No, wait, I can't. Wait.
I always have the stone with me. I'm sorry.
-What do you think? -Actually, I don't.
I don't, but it was in the script. What do you...?
The rough way. That's the way my father taught me, the rough way.
Everyone tells me, "You always finish..."
What's the rough way for you?
-Don't touch the straw. -Dash... Virgin_...
Dude, what...?
He made me... rejoice it.
I'm not talking. You're not talking.
The show's over already. This episode's over already.
Did I just take a dick pic of you?