Lacerations on the chest, legs, and back.
Both hands amputated at the scaphoids.
Probably with an axe or a machete.
I'd say cause of death was due to the transection of the carotid.
Any questions?
The hair?
What?
Why do all gang members have such long hair?
Half of my men travel to Turkey to get implants,
and these bastards have naturally flowing hair.
They tortured him before killing him.
Why?
Gang war over the control of the kidnappings?
This is getting out of hand. It's looking more and more like Mexico.
Put that out, Chema.
You're contaminating the crime scene.
Clara, don't fuck with me. We're in a landfill.
Santa, I've been thinking.
I think I'm going to let Bárbara back on the force.
We need the best criminal psychologist.
Anyone can lose their temper. Don't you think?
How are you sleeping?
I sleep all night.
Without meds, without nightmares.
Really well.
Tell me, how are things going?
I have two amazing daughters.
I have a new job.
They're nice, right?
I see figures. I see shadows.
Computers don't screw with you like people do.
I'm not talking about my private life.
And what about your separation, Bárbara?
Santa and I have very clear boundaries.
We're just friends now.
Good morning, girls! I'm home.
Let's go or we'll be late for school.
Tell me, is there anyone you can trust?
A friend you can share your everyday problems with?
I have a friend.
He's the best.
I feel like I'm spinning china plates.
If I drop just one...
everything goes to hell.
Okay, look, I'm not asking you to talk back,
but we've been going in circles for 45 minutes.
Will you do me a favor and pee?
How's your new job?
Leaving the force was the best thing for me.
Now I have a job that's exciting.
I'm no longer surrounded by toxic people.
Shit!
You're out of your mind!
You just had to get information, not kill him.
We don't kill people.
If I hadn't killed him, we'd have a problem.
We'd look like a joke.
And then the girl dies.
So, you're a happy woman.
No one is totally happy.
Happy birthday, dirt eater.
Are you hungry?
One more strike and I'll be expelled forever.
"I'll be expelled forever."
I'll go with you.
Far from school, this city, and my stepfather.
Why don't we leave now?
We can't even pay for the subway.
We can earn money.
We can set up a travel Instagram.
"Traveling Dykes."
"Traveling Dykes"?
I like it.
Bangkok, New Delhi, Manila...
There are people who earn money making sculptures out of cans.
We'll sit on the street, and they'll pay just to watch us.
With a sign that reads "Two dykes who love each other."
Come here.
Come.
I love the idea. I really do.
But I doubt it will make us rich.
I have a better idea how we can get money.
I know a guy who makes anywhere from 30,000 to 40,000 euros
in a single day.
Does he make sculptures out of cans?
It's my mother. She's waiting outside.
Come to my house tonight and I'll tell you more.
Traveling dyke.
Pay attention, Bárbara.
Eight managers, two deputy managers,
three members of the board, and I'm the only woman.
Do you know what they're all thinking
when I chair the shareholders' meeting?
"Who got the blow job and made you chairwoman?"
Exactly and chief executive officer.
Tell me, how can I help you?
I quit.
I'm leaving the team.
I don't understand. Why?
It's quite simple.
First case, first death.
I don't see it that way.
You didn't kill a man. You saved a girl.
No, Mrs. Ortega. I acted like those gang members.
Worse, because at least they do it for the money.
Why do you do it?
For revenge.
Because I thought sooner or later the phone would ring
and I'd hear my kidnapper's voice.
I respect your decision.
May I ask what you plan on doing after this?
I don't know.
I guess I'll be a good mother and take the girls to school,
stop them from getting a tattoo,
go to Disneyland.
-I'm telling the team. -It'll have to be another time.
Why?
Because life goes on, Bárbara.
There's been another kidnapping,
and the Express Team cannot and should not stop.
Hey, you, classy lady!
Who are you going to kidnap now, piece of shit?
No, it's not that.
Were you going to ask me into your trunk?
Do you think I'm an idiot?
My mom took care of you since you were two years old.
Leo?
Reminds me of when you were just a snot-nosed eight-year-old.
You were missing two teeth.
And you played with my dolls.
I was crazy about some of your dolls.
Hey, how's your mom doing?
I haven't seen her in a long time.
My mom is dying.
I know.
I'm really sorry.
I haven't seen her in five years.
She thinks I'm still in jail...
and I prefer it that way.
Can you give her this?
Please?
Hey, at what point did that shy guy
become a convict who doesn't want to see his mom?
Sure, I'll give it to her.
Thank you.
Hey.
That tattoo...
it says "Gus."
In your dreams.
Listen up, team. Bets are open.
Come on. A hundred euros say you aren't capable.
Any other suckers?
Come on, Dulce, admit it.
You got carried away.
It's okay, you know.
Want to bet?
Well, we can do one thing.
If you lose, you buy me dinner.
Look, let's be clear.
I won't go to dinner with you.
Ever.
If you want to fuck, we can talk.
But forget dinner, okay?
Well, honey, start the engine.
Let me tell you something about drones.
In a few years, Amazon will deliver packages by drone.
Medical ICUs charged with traffic accidents...
will be drones.
And lifeguards won't be muscular bodies
stuffed into super-small swimsuits.
They'll be drones.
Do you know why?
Because they're precise.
Express Team!
-Shit! -We have work to do.
Hello. We haven't been formally introduced.
My name is Santiago Roldán.
I won't burden you with my résumé.
I was in the military,
and I'm highly experienced in combat situations
and hostage negotiations.
I'm here to replace Bárbara, okay?
-You're replacing her? -Yes.
What's this about?
Fuck your mother, asshole.
Listen, you clown.
I'm sorry if your friend took off
because she freaked out or she's on her period.
I don't care. Mrs. Ortega told me, "Santi, take over the operation."
And Santi will take over the operation.
There's no time to waste.
We have a new kidnapping.
Why did you create the Express Team?
To abandon ship?
We're here because of you.
You're right. I'm sorry.
I wanted to tell you.
I don't want you to explain. I want you to come back.
I'm not going back.
Listen to me.
You've been replaced with a madman.
He thinks he's in Afghanistan.
Listen, Dulce, you were there,
and you saw what happened on our first case.
I don't know...
I thought the Express Team could save lives,
but no, I was wrong.
We knew that, Bárbara.
This is a fucking urban war.
Yes, but some lines can't be crossed...
and I've pissed on all of them.
Dulce, let's talk some other time, okay?
I'll call you later.
You know something?
I'm glad she left.
We're here for her.
Yes, but haven't you noticed?
For Bárbara,
solving kidnappings means reliving her own trauma over and over again.
Frankly, I don't think that's the best way to get over it.
Okay, team... if you follow my orders to a T,
we'll be home for dinner, okay?
Okay?
Let's do this.
Hey, who the fuck am I talking to? Are you related to Arturo?
No, not at all.
My name doesn't matter.
Look, you can call me... The Plumber.
Do you know why?
Because I'm fucking great at clearing out problems.
And you and I have a problem, don't we?
The Plumber. Is this a joke?
All right, Plumber.
The call came from a tower on Valencia Road near the M-Forty.
I'm on my way.
Wait. Wait.
They withdrew cash from an ATM using the client's card
ten minutes ago at Ciudad Lineal.
I'll go out with two drones.
So, this is the situation.
You've kidnapped my client and put him in a trunk.
You've beaten him up.
He gave you his PIN, but the card has a limit.
Let's say, I don't know...
eight grand, right?
And you thought, "Damn! This guy, this Arturo is worth much more."
Right? How much?
I want 20,000.
The car stopped. I don't hear music.
I don't hear anyone.
It's a large space, maybe a van.
-He's hardly speaking. -So what?
Rookies talk their asses off.
He just listens, gets straight to the point.
He's a professional.
I think that 15,000 euros is a great deal.
It's great and you know it.
Shit. Shit.
The imaging system is breaking down!
This can't be happening.
Kid, kid, kid, can you fix this,
or do we have to wait for a part from Germany?
Well, my friend, there's one thing any plumber knows.
If too much pressure builds up in a pipe,
the pipe bursts, doesn't it?
And everything's full of shit.
What do you prefer, 15 grand or a load of crap?
You're provoking him, man.
Of course I'm provoking him.
He's done this before. This isn't his first rodeo.
This isn't new to me either, damn it!
This much silence isn't normal.
Keep him talking. I'm almost there.
Ask him to prove they're still alive.
Look, today...
You're in luck. The Plumber is running a sale.
I'm going to make an offer you can't refuse.
An exchange. You and me alone.
No police, no surprises...
What do you say?
The container warehouse in Dos Aguas.
In two hours.
Yes!
Is this how you drag out a negotiation?
We almost had him.
That's what Bárbara would have done, right?
But I'm not Bárbara.
We have a place and a time.
Besides, shit, 15,000 euros is a fucking great deal.
Okay, team!
To the van!
We're going on a field trip.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to see the girls.
And you.
I wanted to let you know that the Commissioner wants you back.
Really?
But I punched him.
I don't think there's been a dismissal fairer than mine was.
I tried to change his mind,
but he says you're the best negotiator on the force.
What do you think?
Dad.
Are you coming to dinner?
-Yes. -Man, I can't.
What's wrong?
You're wearing my jacket?
Yeah, so? Is that a problem?
Actually, it is. You stretch it out, and it smells like you!
-Is that a problem? -Yes!
Your jacket smelling like me is a problem?
-Gus, chill. -It's huge.
I'm sick of you taking my things!
I'm over this.
Listen, guys!
We're going to a dangerous location where anything can happen.
Whatever you see, don't try it at home without adult supervision.
Okay?
How much do you think Mrs. Ortega is saving?
-With what? -With this guy.
He's got to be a tax deduction or something.
Hey, Zero...
I wanted to ask you for a personal favor.
Well, since my son got separated,
his ex won't let me go near the school to see my grandson.
I think the kids get their exam results today at school,
and I'd like to know how he did.
So...
Names. Of the school and the child.
The school is Salesianos Santo Ángel School.
And my grandson's name is Luis de la Torre.
Let's see...
Four A's and three B's.
-Really? -Yes.
Oh, my little Luis!
Team, we've arrived.
Here goes nothing.
You seem a little nervous, or am I wrong?
Well, who's coming with me?
-I'm coming. -No fucking way!
You'll sit here. This isn't Call of Duty.
Look, let's be clear.
If you want to fuck, call me and we'll talk,
but don't tell me what I should or shouldn't do, okay?
We have a winner! You're coming with me.
I don't have much choice anyway.
Two women and a comedian.
You're the only one left.
Here, take this and follow me.
Do you believe in God, kid?
What?
I've seen Jesus Christ in Afghanistan during a bombing raid.
He spoke to me. Know what he said?
No, no. Honestly, I don't know. No.
Me neither.
How the fuck should I know?
He spoke in Aramaic.
Listen, be wary of people who say
that they've spoken to Jesus and understood him,
because you can't understand a fucking word.
Okay?
But he spoke to me.
Where are these bastards?
Peña, are you there?
I've got your right covered. I'm at your 7 o'clock.
Who the fuck are you talking to?
I would say a male under 25 years of age,
armed, former military, and from Valladolid.
Did you hear that?
People say that people from Valladolid don't have an accent.
That's bullshit.
I brought along a colleague to ensure the exchange.
-When were you going to tell us? -I'm doing it now, right?
Son of a bitch.
Well, I said I'd go with you, but maybe I got ahead of myself.
Fooling that guy is too risky.
No. Fooling the turban heads was risky.
Don't worry. The Plumber knows what he's doing.
Roldán, a car is approaching at your 8 o'clock.
Shit!
He's got a bulletproof vest.
No fucking Mara member wears a bulletproof vest.
Ta-da!
Careful.
I think he wants some too.
It looks great.
I had the best teacher -- YouTube.
Has this dog been vaccinated?
Yes, this dog...
I took care of it.
He has his vaccinations, a chip, GPS.
He has everything but a name.
Hi.
Thanks.
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So, girls, tell me how things are going at school?
Well, they gave me a smiley face for getting an addition answer right.
Great, Cami. Congratulations.
Very good.
How about you, Gus? Did you get a smiley face?
No, I got a sad one.
The chicken is so good.
Very tasty.
Why sad?
For holding a classmate at gunpoint.
How's your relationship with your mom?
My mother died when I was very young.
Do we have to talk about this?
Sometimes we project on our children
the same relationships we had with our parents.
You had to, didn't you?
You had to ruin dinner.
Your father comes once a week, but you have to fuck it up.
Stop. Gus, did you point a real gun at a classmate?
-Without bullets. -What do you mean?
-He's an asshole. -Drop it, please.
Drop it? She took a gun to school.
Were you going to tell me?
-At another time. -When?
Another time. When there isn't a seven-year-old girl in the room.
-If that's okay. -Sure.
Was it so hard?
I've only asked one thing from you.
To enjoy a quiet dinner like a normal family.
Don't you realize that's the problem?
Normal families don't need to force themselves to be normal.
We hated each other.
We're doing a shit job of it.
-Gus! -No, no. Gus, no!
Gus!
There's 15 grand in this briefcase.
Count it if you'd like.
It's great for just a day's work, isn't it?
Now hand over my client.
Your client and my partner are under that. In case you tried to bring a shooter.
Fuck.
Give me the money and I'll give you your man, Plumber.
Fine. Fine.
Let's get this shit over with.
Cuéntame is on tonight, and I'm super hooked.
"Merche, damn it." Have you watched it?
Here you go.
I want it handed to me... and opened.
Me?
Why me?
No, you go. You're the one who served in Afghanistan.
I have to make way for the next generation, son.
Take it.
Get some balls!
Why did we have to send him?
Fuck, these guys are dangerous.
Roldán is the greatest danger here.
Roldán?
God, let's hope there's 15 grand in that briefcase.
Fire!
I could arrest you for using illegal substances.
Or take custody of the girls from me.
Then, I'd have to join the WhatsApp group with all the other parents. Hell no.
When they told me about the gun...
I don't know what she's thinking. I really don't.
Why are you surprised? She's just like you.
You okay?
I'm fine.
If you were, you'd quit the antidepressants.
I don't take antidepressants.
If you were fine, I'd be here with you.
We could be a happy family
without having to fucking fake it.
Shit!
I've had a shitty day.
Fuck, I can't see. I can't see them.
Oh, God, he's coming.
Fuck, they hit Zero. Shit, Zero has been hit!
It's the precinct.
-Hello. -Santa, a kidnapping with a shooting.
Several people were injured. Dos Aguas container warehouse.
Get there immediately.
Okay, okay. Dos Aguas. Notify special forces.
-We've called them. Hurry. -Okay.
A kidnapping?
Something like that, yeah.
Dulce, the Dos Aguas kidnapping, is that you guys?
It was an exchange, but Roldán fucked it up.
Several men are dead, and Zero was hit.
-One, two, three. -He's bleeding a lot.
Shit! Listen to me.
The police are on their way.
You have eight minutes before special forces get there.
Did you hear me? Zero has been hit! He needs a hospital!
Calm down. Calm down, okay?
You can't take him to a hospital with a gunshot wound.
You'll be arrested.
Bárbara, save me the leftovers from dinner.
I love you.
Listen to me. You've got to take Zero to Zentral Risk.
There's a 24-hour ICU.
They'll stabilize him.
The issue is getting him out.
In under eight minutes,
you'll be surrounded by a special forces team.
They're armed with assault submachine guns.
They have the firepower of an army.
They're authorized to shoot to kill.
They won't do anything until the head of the operation says so.
And in this case, he's a smart guy.
How do you know that?
Because we have two girls together.
-Fuck. -Indeed.
How many are inside?
Well, a male in the driver's seat
and we don't know what's inside the RV yet.
There are two bodies on the ground with bullet wounds.
They're not moving.
Let's see who we're dealing with.
Attention. This is the situation.
The police have surrounded you,
so I advise you to come out unarmed
with your hands raised.
-Should we go in? -No.
We don't know if there are hostages in the RV.
If anyone has a phone, call this number and we'll negotiate.
If he doesn't receive a call in four minutes,
the protocol is shoot to kill.
Did you understand?
Hey! Where are you going?
To Triana's house?
Who gave you permission? Besides, you're grounded.
Are you still arguing with your daughter?
Yes.
We clash a lot.
I guess because we're so much alike.
Mom, don't be a pain, please. She's expecting me.
You can't. I have to go, and you need to stay with your sister.
-What? No way! -What do you mean?
You're staying with her, period.
You have all rights and no obligations, it seems.
No wonder Dad takes off every time he comes home.
We're short-fused.
You have to seem nervous.
They're more patient
when the kidnappers are drugged or nervous.
Hello?
We have hostages inside the fucking van. Do you hear me?
If those cops come near, I'll start killing.
I won't go back to the fucking pen. I'll kill them all first.
If innocent lives are at stake, they won't take the risk.
They will negotiate.
I need an infrared sensor.
I want to know how many people are in that RV.
Any fucking bullshit and I'll kill them all.
Do you hear me, bastard?
Hey.
Tri, what's up?
It happened so quickly.
I was showering and...
Shit!
My stepfather.
My husband will have two goals for this negotiation.
To maintain communication...
and build trust.
Would you like some food and water?
Do you think I'm an imbecile? If anyone gets close, I'll start killing.
-I'll go down killing, motherfucker. -Okay, got it. What do you want, then?
I want you to let us leave in the RV and no one should follow us.
Okay. I have to ask my superior. Give me a minute.
I need a helicopter and the road closed to traffic.
Where's the fucking infrared sensor? Are they building it at NASA?
I don't understand. Why don't we tell your mother?
I can imagine the conversation.
"Mom, the guy you're in love with
watches me while I'm in the shower and beats me."
My superior authorized it,
but I need you to assure me that you won't harm the hostages.
Okay. You can go.
I'm in position.
Follow the plan.
Dulce...
be very careful.
Are you competitive, Bárbara?
No.
What?
-What? -You are competitive.
-I'm not competitive. -You are competitive, Bárbara.
You're competitive all the time. Playing chess, with the girls...
You're even competitive at work.
That's not true. I'm not competitive.
We'll follow them from above.
-The thermal sensor is here. -It's about time.
Come on.
Listen to me, okay? Before you say no, listen to me.
The guys I mentioned this morning earn 30,000 doing this.
They kidnap people for a few hours and then collect the insurance.
Triana, girl...
I don't know.
We could start from scratch.
He's just going to get a scare.
The Traveling Dykes would have money to leave.
I need to know if we're just fuck buddies
or if I can count on you no matter what.
Even to kidnap my stepfather.
Santa, you won't believe me.
The thermal sensor doesn't show anyone in the RV.
Come again?
Santa, it's confirmed.
No one's alive.
You always want to come out on top, even over me, all the time.
I don't want to come out on top.
-You don't? -Santa... no.
You're doing it right now.
I love you too, honey.
That wasn't so bad, right?
Tell that to Zero.
Fuck you!
This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't taken off.
Don't worry. They're on their way.
Yes?
Did I wake you up?
No. I can't sleep.
How did it go?
You can toss the leftovers from dinner.
I can't make it.
That bad?
Worse.
All of this is very strange, Bárbara.
We need you.
Did you reconsider the proposal?
Yes.
I'm not going back.
I think I've found my place.
I have a new team.
They aren't easy to deal with.
But I'm becoming fond of them.
We'll talk tomorrow.