Downloaded from - MoviesMod.life
Recognize them?
How could I? I can't see their faces.
That's all we've got.
That's all you've got? No reservation names? Nothing?
The whole file is fake. Their names, their hotel booking…
They made it all up.
So far, that's all we've got.
-That's all. -Then you won't be able to find them.
Well, we're working on it.
GANGS OF GALICIA
I'll be there in a minute.
They're here, waiting for you.
Who is?
The Snitches.
You already know the bar.
-The thing is that we don't own it. -It belongs to the City Council.
It's a council concession.
I suppose it's about to expire.
Yes, in a few days. A couple of weeks, actually.
-But right now, there are rumors that-- -The Padíns want to acquire it.
-There are rumors-- -That's it.
Mom, there are rumors that they'll make a very high bid,
and the bar wouldn't really make them any profit.
But what for? I mean--
-Because-- -Does she know who we are?
Mom, will you let me finish?
I heard about what happened, but I don't know--
If you heard, then you know.
-Okay? Let's go. -No, please, Mom.
No, hold on. I apologize.
I apologize.
I may have misspoken or didn't understand correctly.
Okay. Well, explain yourself.
My doubt was that, as far as I know, which isn't much,
that happened a long time ago, over ten years ago,
so I don't understand why now.
Because their father will be released.
He's been in jail for some time,
and he'll be released in a few days.
By doing that, in a way--
He wants everyone to know that he never forgives.
Never.
Manolo takes position.
Simón opens wide. Fabián to Simón.
That was close…
ALGECIRAS PRISON
Good evening.
-How are you today, Padín? -Great. Fucking great.
Would it be all tiled?
Ceramic tiles. All the way to the ceiling.
Hold on, I'll get a sample.
Thanks.
I love the idea of a walk-in closet.
Right.
What's wrong? What's the matter?
What if I'm transferred?
Transferred? Where?
Anywhere. You know how it is in this job.
Focus on this. We need to decide today and make the down payment.
I don't know, Marta. I don't know.
In this job, it's better not to get too comfortable.
Are we gonna be just passing through all our lives?
I'm sorry, but I have to go.
-Don't go, please. -It's important, I've got to go.
This is important too.
Tell them to wait, please.
-Let's go! -Yay! Finally, here it is!
We were thirsty.
Thanks.
-Did you see them? -Of course.
They look like they're at a funeral.
I'm not surprised. They barely make enough money to buy a coke.
Hey, will you need me when the guy gets here?
No. You stay here.
There he is.
How are you?
-What's up, buddy? -How are you, bello?
Hey, who's he? Do we know him?
I don't think so.
Where are they going?
-I'll go if you want. -Yeah, go on.
Marta? Hold on. I can't hear you, Marta.
Hold on a sec.
What do you mean you fainted?
I got up to go to the bathroom and…
I don't remember much of what happened.
When I opened my eyes, I was on the floor on my back and…
When are you coming?
I can't, I'm really sorry. I'm in Madrid.
-In Madrid? -Yes. I can't tell you anything.
I'll explain when I get there, okay?
How are you? Are you feeling all right now?
Of course not. I'm in the emergency ward.
I'll call you later.
-Let me introduce you. -Hi. How are you?
-This is my friend, Paola. -Hi. Nice to meet you.
-How's it going? -Good.
So how did it go?
He's still inside, talking to someone.
-But I didn't see him. -Right.
-Look. -Yeah.
Like it?
It's great, but I need a bigger one, dude.
-Bigger? -Yes.
Are you sure?
Bigger.
It'll be difficult to transport.
Don't worry about that. We'll take care of it.
-Bigger. -Got it.
That one for the Italian guy! Holy shit!
-Look. -No.
Wait for it.
We didn't order anything.
-Courtesy of those gentlemen. -What gentlemen?
Cheers!
I'm missing one!
-One what? Count. -There's one missing.
-A girl, the fine-looking one. -What? You lost her?
Learn to dance and stop talking.
Damn! Did you see their faces?
They thought someone was flirting with them.
-Flirting! -Ever happened to you, Toño?
-Hello? -Do we know who it was?
Dammit, seriously?
Do you know who sold us out, or what?
Yes, we know.
You know what to do now, right?
We should keep a low profile.
-Besides, it came in handy in the end. -Did it?
Of course. It was beautiful. Like a magic trick.
They looked one way and we did our thing elsewhere.
What's the problem?
The problem is that if people think it's okay to mess with us,
they will mess with us.
-Fine. -I trust you.
-Daniel! -Bye.
You know what I did?
-What? -I signed up for the Zamora half-marathon.
-Wow! -A month from now.
-You're starting to enjoy it? -And I quit smoking.
-Great. -It feels good, you know?
Waking up early, putting on your sneakers…
And the company, of course.
Why don't you join me?
You could be my pacemaker.
-You're gonna pass out. -Slow down then.
That's what happens when you run on a hangover.
Hangover? What's that?
You're right, I'm dead.
This didn't use to happen. Maybe because I didn't use to run.
Hey, listen.
Is it true you wanna take over the port bar?
-Who told you that? -Berta and Laura.
They came a few days ago asking me to represent them.
You're doing well for yourself.
You'll make a killing on that case.
I'm being serious.
You're going to bid and take a loss just to kick them out?
Really?
Are you asking as a lawyer?
Or just to gossip?
All right, rise and shine!
Marco, it's very late!
Five minutes late, and they won't let you into class.
-Come on. -Coming.
They think we're idiots. I'm telling you.
Speak for yourself.
Do they think we don't know they're digging up all the land
trying to find the money your dad buried?
Say something, Natalia, dear!
What will happen with the lands when we divide them up?
They'll give us the ones they checked. Very smart.
-Why would you say that? -Because it's true, dammit!
You don't know what my brothers are like. I already explained this to you.
It doesn't matter who gets the land. When they find the cache,
each will get their share, end of story.
Yeah, right, woman. And I'm supposed to believe it.
Yes, you should because that's the way it is.
I trust my brothers. I know them, you don't.
-You never liked Nilo. -Don't bring up Nilo!
He can't stand me either, okay? I've had enough!
That's why I do what I do.
To protect what's ours so we don't get screwed.
Nobody is getting screwed.
There's nothing to protect because things are taken care of.
Should I explain where we got "what's ours" from?
Very nice! How nice of you to rub it in.
-I'm not rubbing anything in. -No?
You have a very bad memory. My brothers never bailed on us.
MARCO SEE YOU AFTER SCHOOL?
-Get some sugar, please. -Sugar? Nilo can get the damn sugar.
MARÍA I CAN'T…
MARCO ?????
Enough, Carmelo. I don't want Marco hearing that sort of talk.
MARÍA I HAVE TO STAY WITH MY MOM
MARCO ???????
MARÍA TODAY IS THAT THING AT CITY HALL
Look, I've got nothing against them.
So?
They have scores to settle.
-With whom? -With other people.
That was ages ago, wasn't it?
If it were up to me… But the old-timers wouldn't agree.
Isn't it punishment enough
to have them marked all this time?
Not to mention how hard it is to lose a husband and a father.
-You did your research, didn't you? -Well, it's my job.
I've been digging around too.
You know?
Degree Extraordinary Award,
worked at one of the most important firms in Madrid before graduating…
-Did you look me up? -I was curious.
-So? -Now I'm even more curious.
It's odd. You were working at a great place,
with very important people,
and overnight, you pack your bags and end up in Cambados.
How weird is that?
I don't have to explain myself to anyone.
Neither do I.
I had a problem with a client.
A very important client who became obsessed with me.
Did he ever do anything?
No, there was some harassment,
but there were never any witnesses and it kept getting worse…
You didn't report it?
No.
No, he was very powerful and influential, and…
it would've been the end of my career.
So you made a clean break.
Yes.
I made the decision,
I got in my car, started driving, and ended up here.
I'll tell you what.
Let's make a deal.
I'll remove my bid for the port bar.
Okay. And in exchange I…?
In exchange, you accept me as a client
and do for me what you used to do for those important people in Madrid.
You help me evade taxes, but legally.
-Okay, but-- -No.
There were no buts with those people in Madrid. And they were assholes.
Are you gonna object to a good guy like me?
MEDICAL REPORT
What is wrong, exactly?
They don't know yet.
It says here that they detected a solid mass--
Yes, it's a lump the size of a marble.
They don't know if that's what caused the fainting.
-They need to run more tests. -Right.
Let's go to Madrid. I know someone at the Marañón Hospital.
I can ask them to run some tests there.
No.
Why not?
-What for? There are doctors here. -It's better there.
-I said no. I trust the doctors here. -Fine, but--
You don't need to call anyone.
-I explained what happened. -No. You didn't explain anything.
But it's fine, really.
I know you can't tell me anything you do, with whom, or where you go. It's fine.
So I'd rather take care of my business, if you don't mind.
Having considered the three bids received
for the Council's waste collection service concession,
the bid chosen by the commission
is that of Bayón Cleaning, which thereby renews its concession.
That company also belongs to them.
Okay. Let's move on to the next item on the agenda.
License for the operation and maintenance of the port bar.
The Council only received one bid for this license,
that of Berta Figaredo García, the current license holder.
Considering that the conditions offered by Doña Berta
comply with the minimum requirements, the license is renewed for ten years.
Congratulations.
Thanks. Thank you so much.
I don't know how you did it, but thanks.
-Hi. -Hi.
Sorry for bothering you this late, but my mom insisted on sending you this.
The best tortilla in Cambados.
Some would say.
Thank you so much.
Want to come in?
-Are you sure? -Yes. I'll need help eating it.
Otherwise, it'll last a whole week.
Sure.
I read a bit more about…
what happened.
Your father's disappearance and all that.
Yeah.
Yes.
I don't know,
it's hard to imagine what it's like to go through that.
Well, I was a kid when it happened.
Nobody told me anything, so I became "the weird girl."
People would look at me.
Some with contempt, others with pity.
Even after years, the rumors continued.
What kind of rumors?
They said my dad would come to see us in the evenings sometimes.
-Was it true? -Not at all.
He never came back.
Much to their disbelief.
Maybe he couldn't.
I don't know if you ever thought they might have found him.
No. Not at all.
But…
now I know he's dead.
How come?
Because a notary from the Canary Islands called some months ago
to give us some money.
He said it was from an anonymous donor.
And you think it was your father?
-Yes. Who else could it be? -Right.
Maybe he regretted being such a jerk in the end.
-Right? -Yeah.
"I swear, if they take it from us, I'll burn it down."
-Just like that. -No messing with Grandma.
She's a piece of work.
That morning, before going to City Hall,
she was sure they were going to kick us out.
-What about your mom? -She told her she's crazy.
That we'd all end up in jail because of her.
Imagine when they said they'd renew it.
I've never seen them so happy.
See? I told you.
Padín is in jail, and Daniel doesn't give a damn.
-Deep down, he's a nice guy. -I always forget.
-Forget what? -That he's your godfather.
Always smiling and buying everyone drinks,
but Daniel is just like the others. Knee-deep in shit.
So was your grandad. Until he got caught and switched sides.
What?
No, don't give me that look. It's true. This is where we live.
-It is what it is. -Is it?
Come on, nobody's forced to get involved in anything.
People do it because they want to.
What did we learn in Economics class?
As long as there's demand, there'll be…
María.
Same damn thing again.
Tonight, at the Snitches' bar.
Okay.
Are you sure?
Tell your boss I want to see her.
Hold on, I need to…
Excuse me.
-Hello. -Good morning.
What's this?
These are the files
I need to hand over to you as instructed by my client.
From now on, it's your problem.
Okay.
Thank you for bringing them. You shouldn't have bothered.
I could've asked Rosa to pick them up at your office.
No problem, on the contrary.
It's a pleasure coming here and seeing all this.
Right.
Well, thank you very much.
You're all set up here, aren't you?
Yes.
But you can't fool me.
Excuse me?
I'm not buying your spontaneous arrival in Cambados.
Why? Don't you think it's a nice place to live?
Sure, it's a great place.
But you're not here for the weather, or the barnacles.
I think this is all part of a very well-thought-out plan
to gain good old Daniel's trust.
Your former client.
The poor guy just can't help
going after a good pair of legs when he sees them.
Rosa, can you please show the attorney to the door?
You may have won him over,
but I must warn you that no one fools Padín Sr.
Thanks for coming.
Girl, hurry up with those potatoes.
Yes, Grandma.
Your carajillo. Anything else?
Not for now, but don't go too far.
Samu, a drink?
Nothing, man. I have an upset stomach.
Can you get him a glass of nothing?
Want me to answer it?
To be honest, you look like shit.
Yeah, I know.
-What's going on? Why did they call us? -Shut up, dammit.
Was it something you ate or what?
Yeah, I don't know. It must have been the pig's ear tapa I ate.
That's easy to remedy. Some spirits will fix that up.
Laura, can you get Samu a drink?
-None of that. Maybe a chamomile tea. -Okay.
I'm going to the toilet.
Go. I'll let you know if something comes up.
NO CALLER ID GET OUT OF THERE
Darling! The check, please.
What? You're not gonna talk?
-You called me, didn't you? -Jesus, when you get in this mood…
-So now I'm the moody one. -It was just a comment.
-It's not that big a deal. -If you say so.
What I said isn't that bad.
Some people arrived.
What do you mean "some people"?
People wearing balaclavas.
-María, what's going on? -They…
Holy shit, I don't know what's going on. I'll call you back.
María?
Shit.
You're leaving, Marco?
Aren't you having dinner?
What the hell are you doing here?
-Hey! Get out! -Relax.
-I'm calling the police! -Laura, it's nothing to do with you!
-Leave her! -Don't touch me!
-Easy. -Leave her alone, dammit.
-Where is he? -In the toilet. What's this about?
What's going on?
Get in the kitchen, damn Snitch!
-I don't feel like it! -Mom, please, do as they say!
Laura!
-Stay there, okay? -Leave me alone!
Hello? Police?
Please, I need help. I'm in the port bar, in Cambados.
-Come on. -What are you doing?
-Laura! -Hey, hold on. I'm not feeling well.
-Hold on. -Laura!
-What are you doing? -Nothing happened here, got it?
You're fucking kidding, Samuel!
-Sorry. -Don't let him vomit in the car.
María! What happened?
They took him.
Calm down. Who did they take?
Samuel.
Calm down.
-Is that her? -Yes.
Hello, Felisa.
Lucky you. A very pretty lady came to see you.
-Thank you so much. -Do I know you?
No, Felisa. You don't know me.
But I'd like to ask you some questions. If you don't mind, of course.
Questions? For me?
-I don't remember anything. -Right.
But I think you'll remember this.
So, my notes say your name is Felisa Porto.
Yes. That is correct.
It also says that you are the owner of a cannery,
three luxury cars, and a house in El Grove.
So he sent you, then?
-Who? -Who else? My little Daniel.
Does he need me to sign anything else?
No.
No, Felisa.
That will be all.
There's nothing weird about it.
Felisa's been with us our whole life, since I was a kid.
She's like family. So I pay for her retirement home.
Right. And, in exchange, she's listed as the owner of assets
worth over four million euros, including this house.
So? I had to do something, right? Cousins or relatives are now ruled out.
They keep making it harder. Felisa is perfect.
Right, she's not a relative.
She's not, but she may as well be.
I trust her and she really loves me.
Yeah, I know.
So what's with the worried look?
Well, all it takes is one person to go to the retirement home
and verify, as I did,
that there's no way she's capable of managing those assets.
Nor any way of justifying that income.
If there's an audit,
it's easy to put two and two together.
That's why you're here, right?
To do an awesome job and get me out of trouble. Right?
Torres.
What?
Okay.
Excellent, thanks.
Hello?
We have Samuel's tracking device.
Comb the area, see if we find something else.
Clothes, anything… Ask the shellfish gatherers.
They'll say they didn't see anything. I don't care, ask them anyway.
-Okay. -We must find Samuel before it's too late.
-Is that clear? -All right.
Get moving.
How's your schedule tomorrow?
-Why? -To check out a business.
-An investment. -Right.
To avoid surprises. Better to be safe than sorry, right?
Very well.
Naranjo, no news here.
Besides the lawyer, no one else has approached him all day.
Great.
Stay there and keep me posted.
-Castro is already watching the scrapyard. -I'll keep you posted.
Are you seeing that boy?
-I knew you'd show up. -Are you seeing him or not?
-His name is Marco. -I know his name.
-Toño and Nilo are his uncles. -It's my business.
Come on, María!
Who do you think came to the bar and took that poor bastard?
I know it was Toño. I heard him when they left.
Why do you think they kidnapped him at the bar?
To show they can do as they please on their home turf.
It's theirs, like everything in this town. And yet--
Marco isn't like his uncles.
-It's the same blood. -"The same blood." So what?
Marco and his parents aren't in on the family business.
-He told you that? -Yes.
And you believe him?
Good morning.
Look at you, right on time.
Always. Work comes first.
Let's go.
María!
María, what's wrong?
I see.
Your mom isn't happy about us seeing each other.
-She gave you a lecture? -What will they do to Samuel?
-How should I know? -Marco, I heard your uncle Toño.
-What are you talking about? -I don't know.
You think they go around kidnapping people?
How can you say that?
-Any chance we're being followed? -Maybe.
They always follow me.
They're after me now too? Great.
Relax. You won't get any speeding tickets.
That's why I've kept all my license points, unlike others.
By the way, you didn't tell me where we're going yet.
No, I didn't.
-And you're not going to. -I have the right to remain silent, right?
You'll see. Go straight ahead.
Does the reason we're being followed
have anything to do with the missing sailor? Or…
I don't know.
Besides, as I told you, contrary to what many people think--
You're not responsible for everything that happens here. Right.
Very good.
That's it.
They'll get tired.
Hey, Uncle! What's up?
Look who's here. My favorite nephew.
What are you doing here?
Didn't you text me asking me to come?
Right. And you always do as your uncle says, don't you?
-If you're about to scold me, Uncle-- -No.
No more of what happened the other day, okay?
No more unloading.
-But everyone-- -But what? No buts.
What you have to do is study.
Study and get a degree so you don't become a bumpkin like us.
-Got it? -I just wanted to help--
What? To unload cargo for peanuts?
Like back when I was your age, barely scraping by?
That's a fools' game, man.
What about the missing sailor?
What?
What will they do with him?
-How would I know? -I don't know.
-Who told you that? Your dickhead father? -No.
-Always stirring shit. -He didn't say anything.
-Is that so? -Yes.
-Go on. -Should I leave?
-Yeah. -Yeah.
-No more unloading. -Okay.
-Bye. -Bye.
What's up?
He's hungry?
Feed him something. We don't want him dying on us.
What do you want me to do? Go to McDonald's?
Look around, there should be cans.
It closed a month ago, but they must've left it all there.
Look around.
Marco.
Marco, help me.
Hey, what are you doing here?
Park here.
Come on.
Well?
What do you think?
What, are we buying a small plane?
Of course not. The plane is our ride over there.
-You're kidding. -Put your phone on airplane mode.
-Are you serious? -Of course!
Come on.
In high heels.
-If you'd given me a heads-up-- -That wouldn't have been much fun.
Oh, dear…
I'm not sure about this.
Ready?
On your left, you'll see some passengers who missed their flight.
Look at them. Like cows watching a passing train.
-What do you mean they flew off? -Quite literally.
Subtitle translation by: Felipe M.
Downloaded from - MoviesMod.life