We are gathered here to baptize Ricardo Manchado.
Joaquín and Mercedes, do you allow your son
to be baptized now in the Christian faith?
May the godfather, Román Manchado, bring the child to the basin.
I baptize you,
in the name of the Father,
the Son,
and the Holy Spirit.
Amen.
-He's wonderful. -Congratulations.
-Thanks. He is so beautiful. -All right.
-Yes. -Congratulations. We'll see you soon.
Well? Are you feeling more relaxed now?
Little bit.
It looked like you were holding onto a ham before.
It's not as easy as it looks, I assure you.
Well, it looked to me like you'd be a great father.
Román!
Photo?
Um, Dad?
Family only.
Uh…
I can't believe you brought her.
You know I don't like that girl.
She's my girlfriend.
It's who she is.
Look at the camera!
Perfect.
Good.
Now, smile.
Perfect.
GLORIA'S SALON
Will you wait for me here? All right, thanks.
You know what?
When I have a bad day, what I like is to imagine us.
Only the two of us.
Just me and you.
All alone.
In our house on a beach.
Far from your father, Gloria.
And my brother.
Hey. Tell me the story again about the day of our wedding.
All right.
It'll be the same day we get outta here.
Right at sunset.
In a chapel made out of stone.
Lost in the mountains.
And the priest who would marry us.
Gordo.
He'll be so fat, he'll drink all the wine at Mass.
In Latin, if you want.
In Latin?
-If I want? -Yes.
It'll be so beautiful.
I love you.
I love you too, Gloria.
Cristina, my love.
You're gonna be fine.
You'll see. You're going to be fine.
And we're getting out of here.
We're gonna get away from all this fuckin' shit.
Far from Barcelona. From the port too.
Cristina, we're gonna go. Just the two of us.
No one will know where.
Cristina, no one will find us.
But first,
I'm gonna kill that son of a bitch.
I swear I'll kill that son of a bitch.
Cristina…
My love…
IRON REIGN
CHAPTER 5 AN EYE FOR AN EYE, A TOOTH FOR A TOOTH
VANDERLEI DUARTE CLOSER TO BARCELONA
Good morning.
-Can you stop, or what? -What?
Looking at me like that. It's super irritating, dude.
Know what irritates me?
That you're always glued to that telephone instead of studying.
Give him a break. He's getting good grades, right?
I know. The only thing that worries me is that he's late for those exams.
What are you saying?
Go look out there.
Holy shit!
Do you like it?
-Can I try it out? -It's yours.
Now he'll spend less time on the computer, get out of the house.
-And we'll have more time to ourselves. -Mm-hmm?
-Stop it! -Stop what?
I said leave me alone! You better stop, or you'll see! Hey!
Stop!
-You jerk! -Leave me alone!
-Asshole! -Hey! Cuco!
-Come here. Idiot! -Cuco!
-You little shit! -That's enough, All right?
-That's three against one, cowards! -Whatever! Your mom's a junkie!
-She sucks it for five bucks! -Hey!
Jerk!
Go. Keep going.
I've told you a thousand times to stay out of trouble.
Leave me alone!
It's none of your business! You're not my father!
I know. But I'm your friend, though.
Hey.
Wait. Let me take a look.
Ah! Nah, it's nothing.
Tell you what.
Let me clean that up for you, and we'll get breakfast, all right? Yeah?
Come on.
This morning, when I went to your bed, Daddy wasn't there.
Because he gets up really early, sweetheart.
To go to work?
Mm.
Little one. I have your sandwich.
Are you ready?
Come on. We'll be late.
-Let's go. -Sandra.
Come on. Let's go.
I wish one day we could stay in bed all morning.
Fucking.
And then you bring me breakfast.
All right, well, that's technically a brunch.
And?
Nothing. Forget it.
Well, that could all be happening sooner than you imagine.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
Are you leaving your little wife?
Something much better.
Now, get dressed.
I've got things to do.
Jatri,
you need to calm down, dude.
Go on. Take a hit.
Seeing you so calm makes me more nervous.
-How are you so sure that this will work? -'Cause I know my uncle.
I know him both inside and out.
And that hooker… is his weakness.
I'm telling you.
And by now, he must be raging like a bull.
We just have to shake the cape a little, and he'll charge without a thought.
That's the first part, but the second part stays.
What if you're wrong?
My uncle Román has the czar's mail.
Now he's just trying to gather dirt on me to divert attention.
But it won't work.
We're gonna steal the coke.
And you and I will be rich.
Joaquín?
I want to apologize for what could happen from here on out.
As you used to say, "Blood is blood."
But if it has to spill, so be it.
Goodbye, brother.
What is it, Román?
Have you heard from Ricardo?
He was here yesterday.
And he left this.
Why the fuck you lookin' for him?
If he comes back, tell me. Don't let him leave.
Understood.
Take care of him.
How many years have we been working for you, Tomás?
Ten years.
And you know perfectly well how we work.
We're not even asking you for a cut.
We're just asking that you leave us some room.
There's room for all of us.
You Manchados have a lot of balls.
But you're just too hungry.
Too much for my liking.
You're like piranhas.
You even take the bones.
Is that a no?
Rather, have some patience, hmm?
If you don't go slow, you'll fall down.
And you'll lose your teeth.
Without teeth, you won't be able to bite, Tomás.
Nor whistle.
Dad.
What?
Mom said to give you a message.
Not right now.
-Yeah. I know that, but she said-- -Not now, god damn it!
Get outta here!
Don't yell at her.
Listen to me.
You little shit. You think when it comes to my daughter
that I'd ever listen to you about what I can say?
I don't ever want you to see her again.
This negotiation's over.
This little stunt of yours isn't about to work on me.
Get out of here!
How many times?
How many times have I told you that girl would cause us problems?
Gloria's got nothing to do with it.
It's because of your ambition that we're gonna lose it all.
Listen to me.
Don't you ever fucking speak to me like this again.
You just stay quiet, and I'll do all of your talking.
You follow orders.
Okay. Now.
Get off of me!
All right.
Look out, Román! Watch it!
Román!
Román, no!
Lucía?
Is someone there?
Lucía?
Is that you?
What the hell are you doing here? What are you doing?
I'm just cleaning here. I swear.
You're lucky I don't fill your head with lead, bitch.
What is this?
A Yoruba collar.
Where did you get it?
Shangó.
Shangó?
Who is Shangó?
-Hello, Mr. Manchado. -Where's Ricardo?
I don't know.
Uh, but… but, Mr. Manchado.
You got a problem?
There!
Mr. Ripple tries hard to hold on, but can he make it? Not quite.
Still in third place, Mr. Ripple. Yes, still in third place, Mr. Ripple.
PROBABILITY AND STATISTICS
THE EEL
Hey, brother.
What the hell is this?
The hand of the crane operator who tried to kill us.
He was one of Salazar's guys.
A hand for a hand.
Oh, that is not enough to intimidate Salazar.
In two weeks, we're gonna get crushed like cockroaches.
What I really want is Salazar's head.
I had an idea.
But I need you to take care of it till they let me out of here.
It's kill or be killed.
Kill or be killed.
Hey. Andrés, come here.
What's up, Mr. Manchado?
You remember what I told you?
Yes, yes, sir. Sure. Of course I do.
Then get ready. Because it'll be on Tuesday. All right?
If all goes well, you can quit slinging scrap.
The Manchados will compensate you well.
Thank you, Mr. Manchado.
-That your son? -Oh.
Yes.
You better leave him with someone.
It will get messy over at Can Tunis.
Be ready.
Come on. Let's go inside.
DEAR GLORIA,
WE CAN'T SEE EACH OTHER ANYMORE
Answer, motherfucker.
Thank you.
You're sure in demand.
-It's been acting up for a while. -What a shame.
I thought that we would be stuck here for a while.
Lucía? Lucía!
Where the fuck have you been?
At the gym. I told you.
I've been calling you. Are you ignoring me?
If you want, you can go to my room and wait there, okay?
No, no, no. I'll just go.
I'll see you another time.
Are you sure? Because there's no problem.
What's your problem, dude? Is it about the czar's mail, or what?
No. I found a solution for my problem.
Yeah? A doctor?
No, a santero. His name is Shangó.
Yeah, look, asshole, if this guy can get you out of your room, great.
Go look for him, and let me live for a while.
Don't be silly, Lucía.
I'm not protected at all yet. I can't possibly risk going out there.
It has to be you.
You. The Eel, know who he is?
You. The Eel. Know where he is?
Right there.
-Eel? -What's up?
You're friends with Ricardo, right?
Thought so, but that asshole owes me 700 bucks.
I don't care about your fuckin' life. Where is he?
Do I look like his sitter--
You look like you're gonna lose your teeth in about three seconds!
All right, relax. No need to get angry.
He was here not long ago, but he was having bad luck with horses,
so he went somewhere else.
-Where'd he go? -An underground game.
Poker. Big fish and lots of money.
Where?
How would I know? I'm just a nobody--
I said where, asshole! Where is he?
The old fish market.
Write it down.
-The fisherman's wharf? -Warehouse three.
GLORIA'S SALON FOR SALE
FISHERMAN'S WHARF WAREHOUSE 3
He's headed there.
-Psst. -There's Joaquín.
Brothers!
My brothers, we've crawled our way out of the shit.
We all know what it's like to be hungry.
To be treated like animals.
And if we've made it this far,
it's because we know how to take the blows.
But from this day forward, we won't let anyone walk all over us.
No.
So tonight comes an end to the reign of Salazar.
You've bled for the Manchados, but I ask you to make one more effort.
One more effort.
In a real fight, the one who's going to win
is ready to die.
Yes.
-Are you ready to die? -Yes.
Are you ready to die?
Yes!
-Are you willing to die? -Yes!
Are you willing to die?
-Yes! -Are you willing to die?
Yes!
Good.
Because what happens tonight
will decide who we're going to be for the rest of our lives.
Look at your companion standing next to you.
Look him in the eyes.
Because the one standing next to you will be ready to give his life for you.
It's an honor to fight beside you.
Show me the balls I know you have, and show no mercy!
What the fuck are we gonna do tonight?
We kill, or we die!
-We kill, or we die! -We kill, or we die!
-Let's go!
-We kill, or we die! -We kill, or we die!
We kill, or we die!
-We kill, or we die! -We kill, or we die!
-Let's go! Hurry up! -Let's go!
-Hurry up! Let's go! -I wanna see you die!
It's Andrés!
The fucking king of scrap.
Hi, Dad.
Let's go inside.
So what's for dinner?
Son, promise me you won't leave the trailer at all tonight.
Do you promise me?
Okay.
Come on. Let's go.
Come on.
Get your ass up here.
Shit, shit! We're under attack!
Hey!
What's going on, Dad?
Why don't you get under the bed?
And don't come out, no matter what.
Go. Quickly, under the bed.
Damn! Go get them!
Get the fuck out of here, or we will shoot you! Run! Run!
Come on! Let's go!
Come quick! Quick!
Kill them all! Don't leave a single one!
We got it! Let's go!
Ow.
-Gasoline, to set this fucker on fire. -Dad!
Dad!
Dad! Dad…
Dad! Dad!
Dad… What have you done to him?
Dad!
-What have you done to him? -Gloria, sweetheart…
Dad! Dad…
No! Dad!
What have you--
The Salazars are history.
From now on, Can Tunis is run by The Manchados.
Román! Román, don't!
Román! Look at me, look at me!
You don't have to do this, please! You don't! Please!
Please, Román!
Please, just don't!
Román! Please!
Román!
Please! No!
Román, no!
Román, no! Please don't!
You don't have to do it, really!
No! No!
No, Román! No!
Let me go!
Let me go, Román! Román!
Román!
What the fuck are you waiting for?
Burn this son of a bitch.
Román, no!
Román!
-I'll see you in hell. -No! Please, no!
You sons of bitches.
Leave me alone!
Dad!
Dad! Dad!
Please, let me go!
That's my Dad! My Dad!
Do you have to work at the terminal?
I saw you talking to him.
If I had to live on what the Manchados gave me,
I'd probably starve.
With the Armless out of action, things are gonna change a whole lot.
Yeah?
We have to meet. It's important.
Wait for me here, you two.
I'm looking for Shangó.
My brother needs some help.
He thinks that here in Barcelona, Death is gonna find him.
And you don't?
But that doesn't change anything, does it?
He does, and he needs help.
He's really fucking scared.
And are you not scared?
No.
But Death is after you as well.
I don't think you understand me, though.
What I need from you is…
reassurance for my brother.
Then you have come to the wrong person.
Listen. I'm not here to offend you.
It would be better if you leave.
I'm offering you a deal, Shangó.
If someone like you tells my brother everything will be fine…
…that would really help to calm him down more.
I would never accept money for lying.
Lucía.
But how do you know my name?
From your mother.
My mother is dead.
Hmm.
FISHERMAN'S WHARF WAREHOUSE 3
Román!
Only an idiot like you could have believed that lie about the poker game.
Freeze! Freeze! Freeze, you motherfuckers!
Get up!
This can be fast or slow.
You decide.
Go fuck yourself.
This is very easy, Román.
You tell us where the czar's mail is, and then we can let you live.
Oh, you idiot.
Ricardo has lied to you.
Román.
Talk.
If you don't talk, we'll have to teach your little whore another lesson.
No, no! No, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no! No, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
An accident at the door!
Ricardo!
Don't try to hide, you fucking rat!
Ricardo!
Come on, show your face!
Traitor!
You need to stop accusing me, once and for all!
It was you!
You stole everything so you could run away with a fuckin' whore!
You son of a bitch.
Your truck was at Lasagra.
Because it was fuckin' stolen.
Someone wanted to set me up!
The same someone who beat up Cristina, right?
I'm gonna rip your guts out!
-You asshole! -What did you expect me to do? Huh?
You ratted me out to the Calabrians. Now I'm a dead man!
Fuck.
No…
No!
What is it? You know what time it is?
The taxman doesn't sleep, Xavi. They froze your accounts.
What's wrong, Xavi?
Hold on.
Nothing. Just work. Go back to sleep.
What are you saying?
They're investigating you. Money laundering. I can't say more.
No, no, no, no. Just a minute.
-Explain. -No fucking way. All your money is frozen.
I'm risking my neck with this call. Good luck.
No, wait. Susana!
Susana.
With all due respect, Your Honor.
This place is magnificent,
but it's a little risky for us to meet so often.
The situation calls for it.
I have two bits of news.
One that's bad, one that's worse.
I'll start with the bad.
There's another undercover officer in the port.
Civil Guard, Internal Affairs.
We have lost all contact. They've gone 24 hours without any contact.
And you think they were found out?
It's possible.
-Was that the news that was worse? -No.
The other mole knows who you are.
In our worst-case scenario,
that information could be tortured out of them.
Now the whole operation, your life as well,
is in great danger.
How long have you known about it?
-That's irrelevant. -I've been kept in the dark.
-Like some kind of idiot. -They're trained for this.
So they'll stick to the strategy. As will you.
I assume I don't have to tell you what your mission is now.
The same as always. Just don't get killed.
But now, besides that,
I have to find the other mole and remove him from the port.
If he hasn't been killed.
If she.
48 HOURS EARLIER
So, yeah.
At the most, I'll be away two or three weeks.
Maybe I'll visit my family. My niece was just born.
So this could be an opportunity to go see her.
-What up? Yeah. -I know it's been way too long.
-Last time I went to visit must've been… -That's right.
I still have time to think about it.
Paco, what do I owe you?
Here you go. I'm going to the bathroom.
Going to the bathroom, all right?
I'll be back.
-Watch it. -Oops.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
Where's she going?
Where are you going in such a hurry?
Huh?
Leaving without paying?
Son of a bitch!
Motherfucker!
Take this!
Stay still!
When they told me, I couldn't believe it. Life's full of surprises, huh?
-Just full of 'em. -No!
No!
-We've got her. Get inside. -Someone, help!
-Shut up! -Help! No!
-Shut up! -No!
Help!
Subtitle translation by: Soledad Etchemendy