ROSILLO SCRAPYARD
Silva?
Hey!
What the hell?
God fucking dammit.
What are you doing here?
Núria was tortured and killed.
Come in.
Daddy, why did they hate each other so much?
Who?
Uncle Ricardo and Uncle Román.
Who told you that?
I don't know. I just heard it.
Well, that's a lie.
So don't say that again. Or even think it.
Listen, honey. They didn't hate each other.
They were just scared because of lies. That's why you should never lie.
I think she gets the point.
Who was it?
Miki.
Are you sure?
I tried to stop it.
I killed two of his men.
-Can you be implicated in this? -Is that all you care about?
-Calm down. -I am calm.
Did she talk?
No.
When they find the bodies, they'll know someone else was there.
-You've got to stop that son of a bitch. -I will.
But in due time. Once they hand over the mail.
He's not the first dirty cop and won't be the last.
Miki is just one piece of the puzzle.
We have to take down the whole organization.
No one said this would be easy. You signed up for this.
For being deceived by you?
You hid the truth about Núria until it was too late.
I did it to protect you.
We both want the full weight of the law to come down on them.
No exceptions.
Don't make the mistake of doubting me.
Did Núria know the whereabouts of the czar's mail?
No.
You'll have to find it. We have nothing without it.
Román and Ricardo Manchado are dead.
-What? -They killed each other, like animals.
The funeral is in two hours at Montjuïc Cemetery.
IRON REIGN
CHAPTER 8 A MATTER OF BLOOD
We are gathered here at a particularly sad and painful time
for the burial of our brothers
Román and Ricardo Manchado.
We have come to support and pray for those who are grieving
the death of their loved ones.
Finally, we want to ask God to forgive
our recently deceased brothers for their lives' sins.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Everything okay?
All good.
Hey.
I'm sorry, Rocío.
I'm so sorry.
May the Lord hear our prayers
and be moved to mercy by the tears of the bereaved.
Néstor.
I'm sorry for your loss. How's Joaquín?
Any news?
He's stable, for now…
We're very sorry for your loss, Rocío.
Thank you. This was a devastating loss.
I can only imagine.
Family is the most valuable thing we have.
It should be protected.
Give me a second.
-Yeah? -I've been calling all morning.
Where are you? We have a hell of a problem here.
-Calm down. -Calm down?
The bitch wasn't alone.
They tried to rescue her and killed two of our men. Silva's dead.
May I?
-Hi. -Hi, Sandra.
You're not sad?
What are you telling me, Miki?
We have another mole, and we don't know who it is.
Are you listening to me?
-What do they have on us? -I don't know.
Come here and ask her. She's already dead.
We need to find the other rat.
I'm on it, okay?
I'll ask Carmona. He might know something. I'll call you.
Keep an eye on your phone, please.
Rocío.
I'm so sorry about all this.
You know we appreciate your family.
Your father has done so much for us.
Thank you.
In Italy we say,
"The darker the night, the brighter the stars."
"The deeper the grief, the closer God is."
Néstor!
Where's Sandra? I don't know where she is.
Calm down. She was with you.
No. Have you seen my daughter?
-Sandra! -Sandra!
Sandra!
Come on. Get in.
There she is!
-Sandra! -There!
Sandra!
Rocío!
-Close the door! -They're coming! Hurry!
Stop!
Hold her fucking hand!
Hey!
Get in the car!
Stay still.
-How do we get out of here? -I don't know!
-Where are they? -I don't know!
-Faster. -Hurry up!
Okay, boss.
Come on, dammit!
There they are! Over there!
Three, please.
Let's go.
Hey. They're skipping the line.
-Hey, wait your turn. -They're cutting in line.
-Go on. -I'm sorry. It's full.
Our daughter's sick. We need to get back to our hotel.
We have to get back.
Please, we can't wait another 40 minutes.
-Thank you. Sorry. -Hey! This is unbelievable!
-Stop! -Juan, stop them.
They have our daughter!
What are you doing?
-They're taking our child! -Stop it!
I can't. It gets to the port in ten minutes.
The port.
Víctor!
They're taking her to the port.
Step on it! Don't let them get away!
They're following us.
-Follow him! -Hurry!
Dammit!
Step on it, Néstor!
Come on, get closer. Follow him!
Hey!
Watch out!
Those bastards are coming for us.
Shut up.
Dammit!
What's up, Fidel?
Almost there. Get everything ready.
Careful, Néstor.
Watch out!
Hit him! Go for it!
Hit him, man!
Stop!
Come on, for fuck's sake!
Hey!
Watch out for the truck!
Come on!
Fuck!
Out of my way, assholes!
Shit! Out of my way!
Move!
Fuck! Out of my way!
Hey!
Hurry.
I don't see Víctor's bike.
-There! -There he is.
-Stop here! -I know.
Hey!
Come on.
No.
-What's up? -Where's our daughter, you bastard?
Hey, calm down. Breathe. And pay attention.
I won't repeat myself.
I don't give a shit about your family drama, you hear me?
I've fucking had it with all the waiting.
I want the coke.
And I want it now.
Show me my daughter.
Sandra.
What did you do to her?
We haven't done anything yet.
But if I don't get the freaking mail by tomorrow,
she won't be asleep next time you see her.
She'll be dead.
You hear me, you fucker?
Twenty-four hours.
What do we do now?
Víctor, stay with her.
I'll call you later.
Néstor.
Rocío, I'm getting the czar's mail back.
But how the hell…?
Honey, listen to me.
Trust me, okay?
Trust me.
We'll get her back.
Don't worry. Everything will be okay.
Stai calmo.
Did you know about this?
No. What do you want?
Talk to them. My daughter's life is on the line.
I'll do what you want,
but it won't help unless you give them what they want.
I will give it to them.
Is there anything I should know?
Only that everything will be ready tomorrow morning.
Call them and set up the handover.
Fine.
But when all this is over, you'll have some explaining to do.
When all this is over.
And tell them that if they hurt my daughter,
I won't stop until I kill them.
So? What do you think?
It's good.
I'll get her settled upstairs. Be right back.
The Frenchman.
-What's up, Frenchman? -
Calm down. The girl is fine.
There was no need to attack her family. We have a code.
I don't give a shit about that, Frenchman.
We don't owe them anything.
They lost my goods.
All right.
The Manchados have assured me they'll return the mail tomorrow.
But I'm warning you, if anything happens to the girl,
the whole deal is off, got it?
I do, man.
The girl will be safe and sound.
For 24 hours.
After that, I don't know.
And I hope you also keep up your end of the deal.
I will. We always have.
Okay, then.
Put her on the bed.
Careful.
Don't be afraid.
Nothing bad will happen to you here.
I'll get you something to eat.
Be right back.
We have to call Dad.
No way, Lucía.
I'm sick and tired of reporting to Dad.
From now on, I call the shots.
Okay?
Okay, fine.
We need to talk.
I'll call you back.
What's going on?
This way. Come on.
The big one, there.
That one. Hurry.
Xavi, where were you?
I've been calling since yesterday. You had me worried.
Not now. I was busy.
Hurry up, dammit. We don't have all day.
Hurry, please. Let's go.
Hey, what happened to your hand?
Nothing. I had an accident.
Watch the corners. The frames are valuable too. Come on!
-Let's go, quickly. -Okay.
Are you going to tell me what the hell's going on?
-I'm reinvesting. -What does that mean?
That I need cash.
Those were a gift from my father. You can't sell them.
Of course I can, Irene.
You can't do this to me. They're not yours.
Joint property, remember? "For better or worse."
Jesus, Xavi!
This is not pleasant.
Much less for me. That's why I'm giving you a heads-up.
So it's been decided.
My hands were tied.
Look, Pilar, I'm aware of your circumstances,
but they only see signs of a breach of public trust.
Will I be disbarred?
Well, not if we can avoid it.
You should recuse yourself from this case.
Who will they give it to?
Whoever they have to.
Pilar, this is very serious.
You lost officers in this operation,
and there's a missing Internal Affairs officer.
The minister of the interior wants accountability.
They're pressuring us.
Can they do that?
For fuck's sake. Of course they can.
If you want to keep your job, do as I say.
I'll reassure my colleagues.
With a bit of luck, you'll survive this.
Fine.
When they assign a new judge, I want to compare notes.
That's all.
You'll do it through third parties.
I want you at least 60 miles away from Barcelona.
-So? Amazing, huh? -Yeah. You know I've always liked it.
I'll give it to you for 800.
I can offer you 500.
That's not even a third of what it cost.
Yeah, but you know boats depreciate quickly.
Are we friends or not?
Even our wives are close friends.
Friendship is one thing, business is another.
They can't mix. You know that. In fact, you taught me that.
Son of a bitch.
I'd love to help, but…
Half a mil is all I can offer.
It's up to you.
Wait, don't go. Let's talk about it.
-Hey, Jordi. -How's it going, Pepe?
-How are you? It's been a long time. -Good.
-How are things? -Oh no.
Can I have a moment with my son-in-law?
Of course. Will you think it over?
Jordi, what's going on?
Why the hell won't you answer my calls?
What's going on?
Irene told me about the paintings.
And that you put the boat up for sale.
We hardly used it.
The boat was my gift to my daughter,
and she'll decide when she wants to sell it.
Tell me, why do you need money?
I have a problem. A big one.
How much are we talking here?
One million, cash.
No. That's too much.
I always told my daughter you were trouble.
I don't know what mess you got yourself into,
but it better not affect her or my grandson.
I've run into a bit of trouble, and I'm working on it,
with or without your help.
You, more than anybody,
know that business can get tricky.
Stop right there.
All right.
I'll lend you the money.
But I don't have it in Spain.
You'll have to go to Andorra.
Néstor's calling.
Stop here.
-What is it? -
He didn't know about Ariel and Lucía's plans, but he's on our side.
They said 24 hours. It's our daughter's life!
-I know, but I will find it. -How? Where? It's been missing for days.
Trust me. I'm close. Your uncle left some loose ends.
We aren't even sure he was involved.
Rocío.
You can ask Valle.
Roc--
Hey!
Hey, stop!
Stop already!
Hey!
-What is it? -That boy stole my purse.
-Don't move! -Cuco!
Leave me alone!
-Cuco! -Don't move!
-Stop it. Do you have her bag? -No, I swear I don't.
Yes, you do. You took it in Raval.
You're crazy! I didn't do it.
-You did. -Cuco, don't bullshit me.
I can put up with a lot, but not being lied to by a friend.
There was an SD card inside. Do you have it?
You can keep the money and the bag. I just need that card.
-No. All of this for a card? -Yes.
It has the memory from my dad's cell.
-Wasn't it destroyed? -No.
How did you get it?
One of our stevedores, Núria, is an undercover cop. Néstor told me.
She gave the card to me, Joaquín's daughter, understand?
-There's something important on it. -Fine.
Let's go get it.
Come on.
He's there. I'll go ask him.
-Do you really trust him? -Yeah.
He hasn't had an easy life.
His mom's an addict, and he does what he can to get by.
-By stealing. -No more than other people.
I trust him because I know him.
He sticks up for the people he cares about.
Sorry. Who am I to judge him?
So?
My friend Valle took the cash and sold the bag to one of those girls.
What did he do with the stuff that was inside?
Gross.
That's it. This is it.
You got it?
Yeah.
Well done, Cuco.
Good job. Thank you.
See you later.
What do you hope to find?
I don't know. Clues about my father's accident, I guess.
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 there alone so late.
It was a trap.
Play it again. Maybe we missed something.
There.
What do you see?
Looks like a company logo.
Do you recognize it?
Navil Cotrans.
A logistics company. We've worked with them before.
It's in sector 42.
What's up?
We can't get in that way.
Let's go around.
Rocío, come on.
The czar's mail.
It's there.
It was Miki.
That son of a bitch.
Let's go.
Drop the box.
Drop the box!
What do you want?
Put the fucking box down!
Okay.
What's happening?
They're either arresting or robbing him.
Come on!
-Hurry. -Easy, I'm putting it down.
You have no idea who you're messing with.
Let's do this.
I have no idea who you are, and I don't care.
You walk away, and we can forget about this.
Shut up and open the fucking box!
Okay.
Come on!
Throw it.
-The keys. -I'm curious.
How did you hear about this?
The keys to the van.
Give me the keys to the van. Now. Come on.
Don't get worked up.
Look, here are the keys, okay?
Here you have them.
Here you go.
Oh, sorry, dude.
Sorry.
Shoot!
Run! Get in the van!
Let's get the hell out of here!
Hell yeah!
Rat.
You rat.
It was you. Bastard.
I know, you bastard.
It was you, you bastard.
I know.
It was you…
I…
Is he dead?
Yes.
What did he say to you?
Don't know. I couldn't understand.
Who were those two?
They weren't on Miki's side, that's for sure.
Miki?
Where are you? Why won't you answer?
Do you have the czar's mail?
Miki?
That son of a bitch.
It was all his fault.
You think he's capable of this?
Of endangering his own daughter?
I don't know.
I didn't think he was capable of trying to kill my father either.
Let's get out of here.
Rocío, we need to get out of here.
Let's go.
Everything will be okay. Trust me. Let's go.
Let's go.
INCOMING CALL FRENCHMAN
-Good evening. -Good evening.
Reason for travel?
Short ski trip.
Documents, please.
Sure.
Sorry, I thought I had them on me. Must be in the trunk.
May I?
Go ahead.
If you don't want to use it, don't…
-Perfect. -Okay.
Shit.
Quickly, guys. Activate search protocol.
To the woods!
Code 25, we have a susp--
INCOMING CALL FRENCHMAN
Plate number 477…
T'è muorto. 'E chi t'è muorto.
Let's go!
-How did it go, Álex? -Fucking great.
Let's hurry. Do you have a place to store this?
Everything's under control, princess.
I'll get you a towel.
Rocío.
Why did you leave?
I felt I had to get away.
From you guys. From the port.
From you.
I looked for you.
I was willing to leave it all for you.
That was your place.
With your family.
With your father.
Sandra also deserved to be with her father.
With you.
Let's go!
Let's get them!
Hide under the bed and don't come out, no matter what.
Go. Quick, hide!
No, Román, please.
I'm Joaquín Manchado.
Thank you for what you've done, Andrés. It was decisive.
What did we promise him in return?
Retail here in Can Tunis.
There's a perfect Julius Caesar quote for this situation,
"I love treason
but hate a traitor."
Today you betray the Salazars.
Tomorrow you betray the Manchados.
I can't have that, Andrés.
No!
Long live the Manchados!
Long may they live!
Long live Armless!
Long may he live!
Long live the Manchados!
Long may they live!
Long live Armless!
Long may he live!
Burn it all down.
Dad!
Víctor…
Dad, wake up!
Dad, please, let's go!
Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy