ROSILLO SCRAPYARD
Silva?
Hey!
What the fuck?
What the fuck happened?
Why are you here?
They tortured and killed Núria.
Inside.
Daddy, why did they hate each other?
Who are you talkin' about?
Uncle Ricardo and Uncle Román.
Who told you that?
I don't know. That's what I heard.
Well, that is a lie.
Don't you ever say that or even think it. You hear?
Listen to me, honey.
They didn't hate each other. They were just scared because of lies.
-That's why you should never tell one. -I think she gets it.
Who did it?
Miki.
Are you sure?
I tried to stop it, though.
I even killed two of his men.
Will they incriminate you?
-That's all you care about, huh? -Calm down.
I am calm now.
Did she talk?
No.
But as soon as they find those bodies, they'll know there was someone else.
-You have to arrest that son of a bitch. -And I will.
But at the right time. Once they've made the delivery.
He's not the first corrupt cop, and he won't be the last.
Miki is a part of all of this, but he is only a small part.
And we're trying to take down the whole organization.
No one ever said this was easy.
-You knew what you'd be exposed to. -Like all your lies?
You didn't tell me about Núria until it was way too late.
I did that for your protection.
We both want the same thing, Víctor.
For the weight of the law to crush them. Yes. Every one.
So don't you ever dare start to doubt me.
Did Núria know anything about where the czar's mail was?
No.
Well, you're gonna have to find out. Without it, we have nothing.
Román and Ricardo Manchado are both dead now.
I'm sorry?
Those two killed each other like animals.
The funeral is in two hours at the Montjuïc Cemetery.
IRON REIGN
CHAPTER 8 A MATTER OF BLOOD
We are gathered here at this particularly sad and painful time
to give a holy grave to our brothers Román and Ricardo Manchado.
And also to embrace, with our affection and prayers,
those who are saddened by the death of their loved ones.
And lastly, we ask God to forgive the sins
that our brothers who have died may have committed in their lives.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
-Everything all right? -Yeah.
Hi.
I'm sorry, Rocío.
I'm so sorry.
May the Lord hear our prayers
and take pity upon the tears of those who weep.
Néstor.
Please accept my condolences. How's Joaquín?
At the moment, he's still in a coma.
The doctors aren't sure when or if he'll come out of it.
We are very sorry for your loss, Rocío.
Thanks. It's been very hard, to be honest.
I imagine.
Our family is the thing most precious to us.
We should watch out for them.
One second.
-Talk to me. -I've been calling you all morning.
Where are you? We have a fuckin' problem here.
-Calm down. -Calm down?
Look, the bitch wasn't alone.
Someone tried to rescue her and killed two of our people.
Silva was one of them, that motherfucker.
Can I?
-Hello. -Hello, Sandra.
Are you not that sad?
What the fuck are you tellin' me, Miki?
There's another mole in the port, and we don't know who it is.
Are you listening?
-Do we know what she found out? -I don't know.
Come ask her yourself. She's dead now.
We have to find out who the other rat is.
I'm on it, okay?
Carmona will know something.
When I hear anything, I'll call you.
Just make sure you answer the phone.
Rocío.
I'm sorry about everything.
You know we appreciate your family.
Your father has done so much for us.
Thank you.
We have a saying in Italian.
"The darker the night, the brighter the stars."
"The deeper the grief, the closer God is."
Néstor!
She's gone! I don't see her! I don't know where she is!
-Sandra's gone! -Hold on. Rocío, calm down.
I left her with you.
No! Have you seen my daughter?
-Sandra! -Sandra!
Sandra!
All right, come on! Get in, kid! Get in!
-She's over there! -She's over there! There she is!
Sandra!
Rocío!
-Close it! -He's coming! Hurry!
Speed up! Speed up!
Give me a fucking hand!
Hey!
Where's the car? Where's the car?
Hold still.
-How do we get out of here? -I don't know, Rocío.
-I don't know! -Where is she?
-Faster! -Come on! Hurry up!
I am, boss! I'm going faster!
Come on!
There they are! There!
Three adults.
Let's go.
I'm sorry. So sorry. Thank you.
You guys, it's not running now.
But our child's not feeling well, and we need to get to our hotel.
-Please. -We need to get to the hotel.
Please, look. We can't wait 40 minutes. Please.
Yeah, all right.
-Thank you. Sorry again. -We've been waiting!
You can't just cut in line!
Stop it! Wait!
-Stop them! -Juan, Stop them.
-Yes, boss. -They took our daughter!
They're taking our daughter away!
Get out there!
-You're letting them take our kid! -My daughter! Come on!
I'm sorry, but I can't. It gets to the port in ten minutes.
To the port! To the port! To the port!
Víctor!
The port! They're on the way to the port. To the port!
Step on it. Speed up. Don't let them get away.
They're following us.
-Follow him. -Go, go!
Fuck!
Yeah, that's beautiful.
Speed up, Néstor!
Come on. Get closer. Follow him!
Fuck.
Hey! Hey!
Shit!
The shitty motherfuckers are nipping at our heels, Lucía.
Just shut up, dude.
Move!
What's up, Fidel?
We're almost there. Be ready for us.
Watch out, Néstor.
Watch out!
Hit him! Now! Now!
Hit him, man!
Brake!
Speed up. We almost got 'em!
Hey!
They took my baby.
Watch out for the truck, Néstor!
C'mon, c'mon!
Get us out of here. Come on.
Shit. Damn it. Get out of my way. Come on!
Shit! Move! Move!
Hey!
Run, run, run.
-I can't see Víctor's bike. -There it is.
-Stop here! -I know!
Hey!
Let's go!
No. No.
No.
Where's our daughter, you son of a bitch!? Enough bullcrap!
Hey, just relax, okay? Take a breath.
Give me your full attention.
This is something I won't repeat.
I really don't give a shit what happened to your family, you understand?
And see, I'm just fed up with all this fucking waiting.
I want the coke, all right?
And I want it now.
Show me the girl. You better show me the girl. Now.
Sandra, no.
What have you done to her?
Nothing at all yet. Nothing at all yet.
But if I don't have the fucking mail by the morning,
she will not be asleep by the next time you will see her.
Because she'll be dead.
Did you hear me, asshole?
Twenty-four hours.
What are we going to do now?
Víctor, stay with her.
I'll call you later.
Néstor.
Rocío, I am going to go get it.
But how, Néstor? How the hell will you do it?
Sweetheart, listen to me.
Trust me, all right?
Trust me.
We'll get her back for you.
Don't worry. It's gonna be okay.
DI CAMPOLO PIZZA RESTAURANT
Calm down. Calm down.
Did you know about this too?
No. What do you want from me?
I want you to talk to them. My daughter's life is in danger.
I'll do what you ask,
but it's useless if you don't give them what they want.
I'll give it to them.
There something I should know?
Only that everything is gonna be ready by tomorrow.
Call them and set up the drop-off, okay?
All right.
But when this is all over,
then you'll need to explain some things. Hmm?
When this is all over.
Also, tell them that if they touch my daughter,
I won't stop until I kill them.
So? What do you think?
It's fine.
I'll go get her settled in. See you later.
The Frenchman.
-What's up, Frenchman? -What the fuck have you done to her?
Look, man. Calm down. The girl's fine.
There was no need to attack their family.
There is a code, you know?
I don't give a shit about that. I really don't give a shit, Frenchman.
We don't owe them anything.
They were the ones who lost my merchandise.
All right, fine.
The Manchados assured me they will have the mail by tomorrow.
But I warn you.
If anything happens to the girl,
all of our hard work is gonna go to shit.
Is that clear to you?
100%. Sure.
I assure you the girl will remain in one piece.
For 24 hours.
After that, I don't know.
And I hope that you're still doing your part.
All right. We always do what we have to.
Then get to it.
Lay her down on the bed.
Carefully.
Don't be scared. Nothing bad is going to happen.
I'm gonna get you something to eat.
Be right back.
We have to call Dad.
I'm sick of it, Lucía.
I'm sick of having to explain everything to Dad.
I will make the decisions from now on.
Are we cool?
All right. I agree.
We need to talk.
I'll call you back.
What's up?
Over here. Come on. Let's go.
That big one over there.
Do it. Now.
Xavi, where have you been? I've been calling you since yesterday.
-I was fucking terrified. -I'm busy. I'll tell you later.
Come on. We don't have all day, now. C'mon!
Now, please! Come on.
Hey, what happened to your hand?
Nothing. A… an accident.
Watch the corners. The frames are valuable too.
-Come on. Let's go! Quickly. -Okay.
Come on. Hurry up.
Are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?
-I'm reinvesting. -What does that mean?
I need more cash. That's what it means.
These paintings were a gift from my father. They're not for sale!
Everything can be sold, Irene. It's not like you painted them.
You can't do this to me. They aren't yours.
Community property, remember? Through the good times and the bad.
Fuck, Xavi!
It's not exactly enjoyable.
Especially for me.
That's why I wanted to warn you.
So is there a consensus?
I couldn't do anything.
Look, Pilar, I recognize your circumstances,
But all they see is evidence of prevarication.
Am I gonna be disbarred?
Well, no. Not if it's avoidable.
Which is why you should recuse yourself from this case.
And who will get it?
Whoever they will assign.
Look, Pilar, this is very serious.
You've lost quite a few officers in this operation of yours,
and there's an Internal Affairs agent missing.
The minister of the interior wants to clarify responsibilities.
They've tightened the screws on us.
Can they, though?
Come on.
Of course they can.
Look, if you want to keep your job, do as I tell you.
I'll try to calm things down with my colleagues.
With a little bit of luck, you will do all right.
It's fine.
When they assign a new judge, I want to check their information. That's all.
You can. Through intermediaries.
I want you 100 kilometers away from the port in Barcelona.
-So? The best, right? -Yeah, you know I've always liked her.
Because it's for you, 800. All right?
Well, five is all I can offer you.
That's not even a third of what she cost us three years ago.
Yeah, Javi, but you know as well as I do about boat depreciation.
Are we friends, or aren't we now? Huh?
Even our wives are close.
Yeah, but friends are one thing, and business is another.
You can't mix it.
You know that. Well, I learned it from you.
You son of a bitch.
Hey. I'd really love to help out.
But I can only offer half a million.
Let me know if you'll take it.
But wait. Don't go yet. Let's talk some more.
Oh, hey, Jordi.
How are you, Pepe?
-How are you? Long time no see. -Fine.
Just what I need.
May I have a moment alone with my son-in-law? Huh?
Yeah. Of course. Think about it.
Mm.
Jordi, what's up?
Why the fuck aren't you answering my calls, huh?
What's going on?
Irene told me about the paintings.
And apparently, you put the boat up for sale.
We were barely using the boat.
I didn't give that thing to you but to her.
And she's the one who will decide whether or not to sell it.
Come on, tell me. What do you need the money for?
I have a problem. A big one.
How much are we talking about?
A million. In cash.
-In cash. -Nah. That's too much for you.
I've always told my daughter that you were trouble.
I don't know what kind of shit you're into,
but it better not threaten either her or my grandson.
Look, Jordi, it's just a minor issue. But I have a solution.
With your assistance or not.
You know better than anyone that when you get into business,
sometimes you get--
Shh. Don't you dare go that way.
All right.
I'll lend it to you.
But I don't have it in Spain.
You'll have to go to Andorra.
Néstor is calling me.
Stop here.
-What's going on? -I spoke to the Frenchman.
-Right. -He didn't know about Ariel and Lucía.
He's on our side. Nothing'll happen.
They said 24 hours, Néstor. It's our daughter's life.
-I know, but I'll find it. -But how? Where will you look?
It's been missing for days now!
Trust me. I'm very close. Your uncle left behind some loose ends.
But, Néstor, we're not even sure if he fucking took it!
Rocío? Rocío?
Yeah, I told you I can.
Hey!
Stop!
I said stop!
Hey!
-What's wrong? -That's the kid who stole my purse!
-Don't move. I said don't move. -Cuco! Cuco!
Leave me alone!
-I said don't move! -Cuco!
-Don't move, Cuco. Do you have her purse? -No, I swear I don't.
You liar! You stole it from my car and took it to the Raval.
You're crazy, lady! It wasn't me!
-Yes, it was you! -Cuco, don't fuck around.
I can put up with a lot but not a lie from a friend, Cuco.
Listen, there was an SD card in there. Do you have it?
I don't care about the money or anything else. I only want the card.
-No. All of this for an SD card? -Yes.
The memory from my father's cell phone is on that card.
-How? Wasn't it destroyed? -No.
-Where did you get it? -I don't know.
One of our dockworkers, Núria, happens to be an undercover cop.
Néstor told me.
And she gave that card to me.
To me, Joaquín's daughter, get it?
-Something important's on there for me! -All right.
Let's go find it.
Come on.
He's there. I'll go ask him.
-Do you really trust him? -Yeah.
Life was never easy for him.
His mother is an addict and he does his best to get by.
-Robbing. -Well, no more than others.
I trust him because I know how he is, and I also know what he will risk.
Sorry. I know I may not be the best person to judge him.
-Later. -Later.
And?
My friend Valle took the dough and sold the purse to one of those girls there.
And what did he do with the other stuff that was in there?
So gross.
That's it. That is it.
You got it?
Yeah.
Good, Cuco. Good.
Good job. Thank you.
I'll see you later. All right?
What are you hoping to find?
I don't know. Something explaining my father's accident, I suppose.
LOADING MEMORY
MESSAGES
This is the last message he received.
IF YOU WANT THE CZAR'S MAIL BACK, COME TO THE SOUTH YARD. ALONE.
It's the czar's mail.
That's why he was alone at that hour at the docks.
It was a trap.
Play it again. Maybe we're missing something.
Right there.
What is it?
That's a company logo.
Do you recognize it?
Navil Cotrans.
It's a logistics company that we sometimes worked with.
It's in sector 42.
What's up?
Hey. How's your evening going?
Yeah. It's okay.
We'll never be able to get in here.
Then let's go around.
Rocío. Come on.
That's where the czar's mail is. In there.
It was Miki.
That son of a bitch.
-Let's go. -Yeah.
Put the box down!
Drop the box!
What the hell do you want?
Drop the fuckin' box!
Yeah, all right. Okay.
What's happening?
They're either arresting him or robbing him.
Let's go!
-Come on! -All right. Calm down. Relax.
I'm puttin' it down. Chill out. Relax.
It seems you guys have no fuckin' idea who you're playing with, do you?
Look, how about this?
I haven't seen either of your faces, so I have no fuckin' clue who you are,
and I don't fucking care.
Go back to wherever you came from, and I'll act like nothing happened.
-Open the fuckin' box! Let's go! -Yeah. All right. Okay, okay.
Come on!
Toss it.
-Give me the keys. -One small question.
How did you know? Just out of curiosity.
The keys to the van.
Hand over the keys to the van!
-Now! Let's go! -Just calm down, now, huh?
Huh?
Look, keys. Okay?
Huh? They're right here.
That's it. There it is.
Huh?
Oh, I'm so sorry.
So sorry. Sorry. Forgive me. Sorry.
Fire!
Run, run! Get in the van! Run!
Let's get the fuck outta here!
Fuck! Let's go!
Rat. Rat.
Rat.
It was you, asshole.
I know.
It was you, asshole…
It was you.
Rat!It was you.
Asshole.
Is he dead?
Yes.
What did he say?
I don't know. I couldn't understand him.
And who were those two?
I think it's clear that they weren't friends of Miki's.
Miki?
Miki, where the fuck are you, and why weren't you answering?
Do you have the czar's mail?
Miki?
Miki.
CALL ENDED
You son of a bitch.
It was all his fault.
You think he's capable?
Would he put his own daughter in danger?
I really don't know.
I never thought he was capable of trying to kill my father.
We gotta go. Let's get outta here.
Rocío, we have to get outta here.
Let's go.
Everything will be fine. Trust me. Let's go.
Come on.
INCOMING CALL FRENCHMAN
-Good evening. -Good evening.
Reason for your trip?
Skiing for a few days.
Do you have your documentation?
Yeah.
Sorry. I thought I had it on me.
I must've left it in my bag. It's back in the trunk.
May I?
Go ahead.
It's been a pretty mellow night.
We had some teenagers that we had to detain…
Yeah. He matches the description of another guy I saw.
-Better check him out. -Don't worry.
-Perfect. -Great.
Shit.
We got a runner, you guys!
Activate search protocol. Let's shut this place down.
Code 25, we have a suspect on the run…
INCOMING CALL FRENCHMAN
Border checkpoint, likely headed southwest.
Hurry! Hurry! You two, that way!
-What's up? Everything good? -Fucking great.
Let's hurry up. Come on. You have a place to store this?
It's all under control, princess.
I'll grab you a towel in a minute.
Rocío.
Why did you leave?
I just had to get away.
From all of you, from the port.
You.
I looked everywhere for you.
I was ready to leave it all for you.
That was your place, though.
With your family.
Next to your father.
Sandra also deserved to be next to her father.
Right next to you.
Get under the bed,
and don't come out at all, no matter what happens.
Go quickly under the bed.
Román! Román, don't!
Román, look at me! Look at me!
You don't have to do this!
You don't!
Please, Román!
I'm Joaquín Manchado.
Thank you for what you've done, Andrés. It was crucial.
What did we promise him in return?
-Retail here in Can Tunis. -Hmm.
There's a quote from Julius Caesar that I love.
"I love treason,
but I hate a traitor."
Today you stabbed the Salazars.
Tomorrow you'll just stab the Manchados.
And that can't happen, Andrés.
No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
Long live the Manchados!
Long live!
Long live the Manchados!
Long live! Long live!
Long live the Manchados!
Long live!
-Long live the Armless! -Long live!
Now burn it to the ground.
Dad! Dad!
Víctor…
Please, Dad! Dad!
Dad, please!
Let's go!
Dad…
Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy