There's a gang of drug dealers who kill.
If we go out with our hands up, they are likely to let us out.
- What are you doing, Vivi? - Moving away from a sick person.
- I'll go with you. - You want them to kill us all.
- You're already dead. - I will kill you.
Accept Ramala's proposal.
I want to know if you killed Diego.
Kill them all!
The report is ready, Miss.
It is April 28th.
At the Oasis hotel, we found 13 corpses inside the bungalows and the lounge.
347 casings of bullets of different calibers were counted.
Fucking war!
Drug trafficking?
Possible.
There are traces of blood from at least 23 different people.
Unfortunately, there are also bodies of missing police officers.
Javier Colsa, Matías Maneses and Agent Pérez.
Do Internal Affairs know?
Not yet.
We are trying to find the cause.
Anyone arrested?
The second.
What would you do if a group of murderers armed to the teeth wanted to kill you?
So far it never happened to me.
And what did you do, Goya?
I squeezed my tail and defended myself.
Like scorpions surrounded by fire.
- Honey... - What is it?
Subtitles in English
Sync & Translation: Anton
Vis a vis: El oasis - S01E08 Who was Zulema Zahir?
Something's wrong.
They put the inhibitors.
No phone, no police and nothing.
Do you want to do me a favor?
You owe me that.
Right now, it was the last thing I thought you were going to ask me for.
Maybe it's just a myth, but did you know that after death the hair continues to grow.
The head cells...
still work.
Yea.
And you want the coroner to see you with hair...
silky.
No.
I want to be able to speak without looking you in the eye.
I spent my whole life running away.
Always on the run.
Running away from my mother...
to run away from that pig that forced me to marry...
In jail...
I always dreamed of escaping.
Zulema.
What are you trying to tell me?
That there is no reason to escape
if you have a place.
And the time that...
we spent together in the caravan...
In this mobile home
it is the most similar I have had to a house.
I wanted you to know.
For me it was also very special.
But...
as a roommate...
You suck.
And you...
you sleep with your mouth open.
Are you looking at me sleeping?
I don't look, but you make terrible noises.
- Girls, girls! - I...
They are arriving and there are a lot of them.
You only have to do one last thing to be able to join the gang.
What?
You stay in a corner and when the chargers are empty, load.
Here?
If you come out alive, you will have a part of the loot.
- Really? - Yes, I always keep my word.
They are arriving.
- There are more than 20 and they are armed. - Yes.
Ramala is not looking for hostages.
Neither do we.
What are you doing?
You never know.
Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be your name.
your kingdom come, your will be done,
On Earth as it is in Heaven.
Do you have the gun I gave you?
No.
Give me.
Wait, wait, wait.
Not yet.
This reminds me of a story that my father used to read when he was little.
What story?
Alice in Wonderland.
Alice thought it would be nice to go through the mirror.
"I'm sure there are many beautiful things".
Said the girl.
"Let's pretend...
"that glass is soft as smoke
"so that we can cross it."
Finally...
Alice went through the mirror
and discovered that on the other side there was a fantasy world.
Now!
Hey.
The funeral isn't over yet.
Take the pick and reopen the niche.
It's a joke, isn't it?
The cement is almost dry.
Does it look like I'm kidding?
- Come on, remove everything. - Get your mother's bitch do it.
My mother, I doubt it.
Because she is buried there.
Four rows to the left.
But you are going to open the fucking niche.
Otherwise, I stick my cane up your ass.
But who the fuck are you?
An old lame man with balls turned
who was an inspector and still knows enough prison guards
to make sure you don't shit peace anymore.
It is understood?
Besides that... I have an order for exhumation.
Let's go.
And don't complain.
Could be worse.
It could rain.
Fucking shit.
Maca.
Maca, Maca.
There are many bullets and many shards of glass.
You should go away so as not to endanger the baby.
Yes, I would like to be 2,000 km from here with my baby.
I can get you out of here
without anyone seeing you.
And that's where Cepo saved us.
Yes, he thought he was part of the gang.
Luckily! If it weren't for him, you would be picking us up like pieces on the floor.
He was smart.
It is a tunnel with more than 300 meters.
Ama told me it was used in the civil war
but now it only serves to store wine.
You don't see a shit.
Flashlights are here.
- Is this going to hit the street? - Yes.
Why didn't you tell us before?
Because I don't like it.
- It smells like damp. - Fuck it.
I smell of freedom.
But it's very small, for dwarfs!
Then it increases.
Fuck it.
You do not come?
No.
The Oasis is home to me.
And Ama...
told me it was difficult to find your home.
I will pick you up the next time.
You were the best in the gang.
And the only one who didn't try to kill me.
Let's go.
Take care of yourself, Cepo.
You too.
- Take care. - Promise.
Love.
This is fantastic.
Shut up.
Fat ugly!
- Come on, walk. - Honey, that's enough.
Lucky bitch...
All this... With the unicorn on your back.
But they will give me it back?
Maybe you didn't understand one thing.
They will try to give you life imprisonment.
You are screwed, girls.
Thanks.
I think it already is.
I'll have to come another day to testify, but now we can go home, will you?
Come on.
Hey!
What's the problem?
I made a mistake,
But you are a son of a bitch.
What are you saying, Elena?
We are going to report you for harassment and abuse.
And we will ask for a restraining order.
Good...
Please don't do this to me!
- Shut up. - Let's go home and talk, we're a family.
- Shut up, shut up! - Please, you can't...
Virginia Quintanilla?
Elena...
Never approach my daughter again in the whore of your life.
Look, but with all this...
- Did you get involved? - What?
Have you ever fucked?
Because... You must remember the robberies,
who were the greatest motherfuckers in the world...
but in the end what matters and what remains...
fucked or not?
Yes, we did. Confess, blonde.
Yes, but now it's not the same.
No.
The passion... The time...
Come on, I'm talking seriously.
Have you fucked?
Triana, are you crazy? That's enough!
You have fucked.
We can't stop again, hold on.
I can't take it anymore, I feel tightness in my heart.
- Hang on a little, we're almost there. - Go away.
Go away!
No. I don't want to go, I'll stay here with you.
Sweetheart...
This is not a movie.
It's real life.
If they catch us, they cut us into pieces.
- It's not pretty. - I know.
If we have to crawl out of here, we will crawl.
Everything for the fuck!
The best thing that can happen is that the police catch us.
Okay.
Everything has happened to me in my life, Goya.
And now I want this.
I want to be the idiot who might die...
because I fell in love.
It is very cool.
What's your name, boy?
My name is Cepo.
Cepo.
Good.
Let's see if I understand.
The girls are gone, right?
Yes, sir.
But they didn't run away by flying.
No, sir.
They have no wings.
So, if they don't have wings and can't fly,
they must have escaped in some way.
How the hell did they get away?
I can't say, sir.
Why not?
Because I am part of the gang.
We cannot betray the members, otherwise we will not be in the gang.
You're right about that.
The embroidery with the flowers was beautiful.
I liked it.
What embroidery are you talking about?
Of that of the dress.
I told the bride that she was very beautiful.
She smiled at me and kissed my cheek.
She said that I was nice.
Zulema, we said I was coming to get you.
But you didn't tell me that Pancho Villa's army was there, I'm leaving.
Land the fucking helicopter already, or I'll shove the helicopter in your ass!
I'll stop for five seconds and then go up. I'm warning you.
All right.
What are you doing?
Get out.
- Let's go. - Quiet.
I don't do it for you.
Take care of yourself.
No.
You are no longer alone.
Thanks.
What are you going to do?
I have no idea.
But it's better to die here than in the hospital.
Come sit in the shade.
Come here.
Here, in the shade. Is always better.
Zule are you afraid of death?
I just imagine myself alive.
But aren't you afraid to think about what's next?
And why should I think about it?
I don't know. I just do. Give me.
Don't throw it.
Take.
Fear is useless.
I lived without fear...
and I will die without fear.
When I die,
you have to sing and dance, no crying.
What if I die first?
It won't happen.
- How do you know? - I'm a witch.
I foresee the future.
And being a witch you end up in prison?
Yes.
I came here on purpose.
And what do you get for spending half your life in prison, shit witch?
Meet you.
Are you going to make me cry now or what? Give it to me.
Satisfied?
Not yet.
At the end of this life,
the people we know
they are classified in 2 ways.
Those who have left their mark on us
and those who have not.
I'm not going to miss this motherfucker.
And you have other family members?
Uncles, cousins, I don't know...
Only Ama.
Where did they take her?
Your mother's body will remain in the coroner for two days.
Then you can bury it in a cemetery.
She wanted to be buried here.
But legally you can't...
Why not?
You can't bury a corpse anywhere.
This is not any site.
This is her home.
Our home.
This is our home.
Well, it's true.
Look, if you want,
after cremation you can bring it here.
Can I bury her ashes here?
Not legally.
But when you have them, you can do whatever you want.
You can bury them, spread them...
or keep them under the bed.
Thanks.
But... but...
That's all?
Is it over?
No...
Won't you arrest me?
No, you are free.
But...
I'm also part of the gang.
Don't tell anyone,
it's our secret.
Ok?
Ama said there was no need for secrets.
I always keep my word.
Goya.
Do you think they will really ask for life imprisonment?
Well...
It depends on how you are agreed with the lawyer.
We will see in court.
Listen, Triana.
When the interrogation ends,
surely they'll throw us in jail.
I'll be the bad guy in jail.
Finally.
- They'll be afraid of me. - Treasure.
Listen to me carefully.
Prison is not a joke.
Prison is a real shit.
I don't know where they'll put you.
If we say we are together, they put us in the same prison, right?
Well, of course.
We ask in writing.
It's like being allergic and asking for a special menu.
Okay, cool.
We will live together.
We will eat together, we will go together.
And then we will walk in the courtyard hand in hand.
- I like this backyard thing. - It's cool.
They won't separate us.
Can we put it back?
Hey, stop!
Stop!
I came to say goodbye to my Zule as you deserve.
It's the end, I don't like it.
What balls!
How would you like to be remembered?
What do I know!
In fact...
I don't give a fuck.
Sync & Translation: Anton