You!
Bring the USB stick over here.
I have a name, gadjo.
Bring it, for fuck's sake.
Desi, please.
Put the USB in the bag, leave it, and go back.
First, let him go.
No, no. Don't worry my love.
You heard her. Let him go first.
Leave the bag on the ground.
Let Ubaldo go first.
Drop the fucking bag!
Let him go first!
Nobody move!
Let him go or I'll shoot him.
Holy shit, girl!
Please.
NO TRACES
Where is the club?
W...What?
The golf club, where is it?
-Do you still have it? -No. No. No. I got rid of it.
I took it to a landfill. Nobody will find it.
Okay.
-You did one thing right. -What?
He killed your wife.
Eduardo,
your sister is dead
and nothing is going to change that.
So, the way I see it,
two ungrateful cleaners, who had just been fired,
showed up at her house to threaten her.
Things got out of hand and they killed her.
Yes or no?
-No. No way. -Fucking scumbags. Fuck you.
You two did it.
Eduardo, yes or no?
Now, delete the video.
Just great.
He's dropping you in the shit again, loser.
I...I'm sorry.
Okay, it's done.
Deleted.
Well, almost.
Someone else has it too.
The gypsy.
She took my phone and sent it to hers.
Make sure it's destroyed.
Then as soon as Joaquín gets rid of the USB stick,
nothing ever happened here.
What about them?
What do you think?
They know everything.
We have to kill them.
-It'll be quick. -Not here.
Better not. The police might search the estate.
Downstairs?
No. We're leaving.
Come on, move it.
-Let's go. -Move.
-Walk! -Quickly.
Do you want to go with them?
Look how it went last time.
We can't take any risks.
I assume you've tried calling them both.
Didn't you see anyone?
I just saw that truck leaving.
You didn't think to write down the plate number!
They were going too fast.
What's with the questions? Let's go find them.
Where?
Where do we go, Ubaldo?
I'm sorry!
I don't know what to do.
They could be...
They could be anywhere.
Irene.
Drink this.
You're going to need it.
What we need is a miracle.
Come on, faster!
On the count of three, we run and hit them
in the crotch with shovels.
No, they'll kill us if we do that.
They'll kill us either way.
I can't feel my hands.
The wound is bleeding again.
My friend is bleeding.
Can she get a glass of water?
Sure and I'll get a mojito! Don't fuck around.
Dig!
Fuck you, asshole.
This is dumb. It'll take forever.
These two should dig.
Come on you two, grab a shovel.
You're not in charge here.
He's the one who pays us.
You're a pain in the ass.
What? Could you please control these morons?
Who are you calling morons, asshole?
That's enough, for fuck's sake!
That's enough!
Get out of there, that's enough.
And you, shut your fucking mouth.
Forgive me.
What for?
Shit! For not calling the police,
for stealing Irene's badge
and for buying that fucking vacuum cleaner.
My mom was right after all. It's always my fucking fault.
None of this is your fault.
On your knees.
I love you.
I love you too.
I sway, she sways
Because I prefer to live my life that way
I sway
Joaquín. Tell me you have the USB stick.
I do, but I'm not Joaquín.
Who is this?
I wanna speak with them.
I wanna know who I'm talking to.
Put the girls on.
Or else everything will be on the internet tomorrow.
Okay, wait.
They're listening.
-Girls? -Irene! Irene!
Are you okay?
Catita?
Catita, Catita, I love you.
-Ubaldo! -What do you want?
Tell us where you are.
-So we can come to an agreement. -Néstor.
Néstor. Listen to them.
Do as they say.
Don't make this any worse.
I'm sending you the location.
Wait for us there.
-Okay, let's go. -Let's go.
Hey, what about me?
What's that for? I told you everything.
Exactly.
It's for being a fucking snitch.
Ubaldo, let's go.
-What? No. -Shut up.
Shit.
What are we going to do?
Here's what we'll do.
When that bitch arrives, you'll be here.
We'll be there and there. Bang! Bang!
Bigger hole, problem solved.
No, you can't kill Irene.
She's a police officer.
Silence, please.
Tie them up. Here.
The gypsy is right.
This is too much.
No. This is what we have to do.
Take back the money and continue Grandpa's business.
Grandpa wouldn't do this.
He wouldn't kill a cop.
You're crazy!
Crazy, am I?
Tie those bitches up and let's be done with this shit.
A quick and free lesson in murdering.
You shoot and people die.
Listen.
You're right.
If you kill a police officer, they'll never stop chasing you.
Those two might go unpunished,
but you guys will take the hit.
They said they'd give you a bag,
but they haven't, have they?
Eduardo,
he's the worst.
He killed his own sister.
He made a pact with us
to betray Néstor.
Then he made a pact with Néstor to betray us.
Please.
Plus he killed your grandpa.
Your grandpa!
We're not doing this!
What did you say?
That bastard killed Grandpa and you make a pact with him?
Calm the fuck down!
We should kill him and take the money!
Stop! Stop!
Sergei!
Restrain your brother!
Shoot, for fuck's sake!
I don't know how.
Didn't you hunt with your sister?
Marisa always shot
and this isn't a bird!
-Get it off. -I'm trying.
I can't.
Use that.
There.
I can't hear anything now at all.
What's going on?
Enough!
Fucking pussy!
Fuck off!
Néstor.
What are you doing?
Brother!
Bro!
Fuck. Fuck!
Motherfuckers.
Fuck me!
What is it?
Come here.
-What is it, Cati? -Come here.
It's opened up again. By how much?
Tell me. Tell me!
-I'm sorry. -Get back. Get back.
What are you doing?
Why are you covering it up?
So they don't see your puke and know we were here.
But you've left a whole trail of blood.
Blood evaporates.
Where are you going?
Hello?
Somebody help us!
Hello?
Look!
Please!
We need help! My friend is bleeding!
There are two men chasing us who want to kill us.
They want to bury us in the desert.
-They're coming this way! -Help us, please!
Don't worry.
You will be safe here.
We'll take care of those men.
People of Fun West town,
a gang of outlaws is coming.
They are evil men
who only speak the language of guns.
They come to steal our cattle and take our gold.
As the sheriff of this town, I ask,
do you want to run or do you want to fight?
Fight!
Very well!
Let's give them the welcome they deserve.
Let's show them who the best gunmen on this side of the Algar River are.
Yes!
Good.
Follow my deputy. He'll assign you a position
and a weapon for the shootout.
You did great.
Didn't you get your costumes?
We're not actresses.
We're real people.
Yes, what we were saying is the honest truth.
Never mind. Listen, we...
All we need is a cell phone so we can call the police, please.
There are no cell phones here.
This is the Wild West.
Listen, there are enough guns to go around.
There must be a damn phone.
The sheriff is a determined man.
In this town,
only God is above him.
If only you were devout and read the Bible!
Father, we're not in the mood for prayers.
One euro for a text, two for a story, three for a call.
I only take cash
and payment's in advance.
My girlfriend will pay you later
or I'll tell the sheriff about your sins, Father.
-Thanks. -Move, Father.
You're a lifesaver, Father.
Thank you. We're so grateful.
Oh, God no. They're in there.
They killed them.
They killed my sweetheart!
Motherfuckers!
Stop shouting, please.
There's no one here.
What?
No one's here.
They're not dead.
My wife isn't dead. Your wife...
Are you two married?
What?
In Mexico, I don't think it was until 2004 or 2005 that
-same-sex mar-- -Hello?
Hey, girl!
-It's them! -Girl!
Hold on. Desi, wait!
Yes. I'm okay, but--
Cata? Cata, my love!
Shut up! Where are you?
I don't know, it's...
It's a really weird place, like from a Western movie.
-Move! -No! No! No! No!
-Come on. -Get off me, asshole!
Fucking let go of me!
Shut the fuck up already.
Shit!
Charge!
They're blank guns.
Come on, let's go.
Come on! Let's go!
Fuck.
Run, Cata! Run!
Hey! Get this fucking thing off me!
Who are these people?
One, two, three.
Go get them! Hurry!
Stop right there!
Turn back, now!
Girl!
-Where's Ubaldo? -He came in through...
You!
Get the USB stick and bring it over.
I have a name, gadjo.
Bring it, for fuck's sake.
Desi, please.
Put the USB in the bag, leave it, and go back.
First, let him go.
No, no. Don't worry, my love.
You heard her. Let him go first.
Leave the bag on the ground.
Let Ubaldo go first.
-Drop the fucking bag! -Let him go first!
Nobody move!
Let him go or I'll shoot him.
Holy shit, girl.
No, please.
Fine.
Kill him.
No, no...but
what are you saying?
Néstor, please!
You don't have what it takes to kill.
And you do?
What does it take? Two Russian hitmen?
Ubaldo!
Yeah!
-Want to see how I can shoot him? -No.
Is that what you want? Or should we talk
and try to sort things out
like civilized people?
We know how you sort things out.
You were going to kill us.
He even made us dig our own grave, right?
If you think I'm going to trust you, dream on.
A million euros.
How does that sound?
I know you're wanted by the police,
but we can solve that.
The police will look for you.
I'll make sure they don't find you.
Where would you like to live? London?
Paris?
We own properties there.
Or do you prefer sunny Acapulco?
We own two hotels there.
You have kids, right?
Your kids could study in the best universities if they wish
and you two can forget about scrubbing floors.
With a million euros,
you'll have enough money for a lifetime.
What do you say?
What are you doing?
Want to know what I'm gonna do?
There.
I'm going to sit right here, calmly,
and wait for the police to arrive.
Someone must've called them.
They're lying about not having phones.
They can't live without them.
Look at her.
She's recording you.
She's recording you, what are you doing?
What are you going to do, kill them all?
A million euros is what you want.
Money, money, money...
Go choke on your fucking money.
Do you know what I want?
To stop running.
You should do the same. You've lost and you know it.
You fucking bitch!
Holy shit!
Cata!
Honey.
This morning, Eduardo Roselló has appeared in court,
accused of murdering his sister,
the well-known Alicante businesswoman Marisa Roselló.
This murder that shook Alicante was initially known as 'the cleaners' crime'.
God, Quique, turn that off. My head is going to explode.
Yes, boss.
-Hello. -Hi.
Look, I have the shifts ready.
Thanks.
Wow, look at that! How cute is that?
-Right? -Great job!
Good morning! Cheer up, girls! Shall we get started?
Okay, listen up.
Carla, Carmina, Charo, Judith and Nina,
you're going to Brisamar Hotel, Quique will take you, okay?
Now for the babes
Andrea, Angélica, Ana,
Gemma, Juana, Míriam,
Samantha and Sandra, you're going to the offices on Denia Avenue.
Vero and Ainara will drive you.
Look.
You'll get it done in a flash.
Get a move on, we don't have all day!
-Did Quique leave? -Yes, with the first shift.
-He's meant to take me to the airport. -You can catch him up.
Yes, I see him.
-Well? Do I look good? -Gorgeous!
-Look. Think she'll like it? -She'll love it.
Go on! Give her a kiss from me.
-You can yourself. -All right.
Quique!
-I'll be upstairs. Can you see to this? -Sure.
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Thank you, Pascual!
Here you go.
It smells amazing.
I thought I said blood sausage?
Mom, give me a break!
Go, it's fine, I'll do it myself.
You look beautiful.
Serve me up the best dish you've got. It's for my mother-in-law.
Here we go.
Here we go. Thank you.
Good evening.
Hey, buddy!
-That's my man! -Hey dude!
All right!
Careful. Look out.
Careful, kids.
Sweetie.
Look at this. This is for you
-and this is for you. -Thank you, son.
Did you hear that, sweetheart?
She didn't call me a rat or a jerk,
she called me "son."
-We're making progress. -Towards what?
Honey, I've changed.
What have you changed, Ubaldo?
Didn't you steal the Russians' bag in the end?
I did.
-To give to you guys, though. -Make no mistake.
Desi and I earned that money.
We gave half of it to Guzmán's wife
and with the other half, we started our cleaning company.
Yeah? The cop is there, you know?
You think she doesn't know?
Of course she knows!
She knows that law and justice are two different things.
Justice, you say?
And my justice?
No, divine justice.
-And the justice of love? -Go take care of your daughter.
-How can this girl be so beautiful? -Sweetie!
-I love you. -Love you too.
There you go!
Can I sleep at your place?
Mine is full of Mexicans.
Will you let me sleep?
-I have an early morning. -Me too.
But I can make you coffee.
-Or an orange juice as well. -Orange juice, please.
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