A NETFLIX SERIES
Close your eyes, filho.
This is the thread of Exu.
To help you make the right choices.
Saint Anthony.
Ogum.
To keep you safe, my love.
Move your *
Move it, you slow *. Move it! *!
They haven't killed you yet.
Wow.
You're alive as well.
Why do you wanna be filho?
Santo protects everyone.
Says who?
You ever met him?
- Want a sniff, you son of a *? - He didn't sniff anything, I swear!
- What? - Then you're gonna sniff this.
Kaynan!
Yeah, shoot me.
Shoot that guy.
Or that guy, the one dragging his feet.
- What are you gonna do? Murder everyone? - Drop your weapon, Kaynan.
Back to work, damn it.
Hey, you!
* listening to me?
Come on! I'm your * boss!
My name is Kaynan Melo,
and I'm gonna tear your goddamn head off!
Are you Caetano?
Come with me.
O Pai wants you to take care of him.
Why me?
Right now.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou...
A hundred kilos of cocaine a day.
Three or four cars go to a warehouse in the south.
Tell Freitas to sit tight.
He doesn't do anything for now.
I think I saw him.
Santo is in Bahia?
Tell them I need time.
And Vera?
She's a * mess.
She keeps asking about you. What should I tell her?
Don't tell her anything, man.
Look after her for me.
To Santo.
- Chinche, you can't call me on my phone. - Don't hang up on me again.
The mules get here in two days.
- I'll send you the passports... - No, this isn't a good time.
Not a good time for me, damn it.
- They took my guys, they took my product... - I don't * work for you!
Do it for María. They took her kid.
Hey, what's up?
Dad, um...
Fer's staying over, okay? He missed the last train.
- You smell of tobacco. - We smell the same.
Don't play cop with me.
He's a good guy. He works ten hours at the academy.
- He studies Sociology at UNED. - You convinced me.
- I'm gonna ask him on a date, then. - Good night.
Aah, good night.
CIVIL GUARD
Forgive me, Pai!
Attention, 2-4-7, what's your status? Over.
Where is he now?
No, no, no, it's all right. Okay.
Sure. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
The guy who killed those officers has marks on his eyelids.
- How do you know? Who told you? - I'm gonna tell Elena.
No. Wait. Elena will go to HQ.
They'll take a month to reply if they even bother. Forget it.
He killed two civil guards. They won't let us near him.
- But he's linked to Santo. He's ours. - What's your contact in the Civil Guard?
Stop talking to him, trust me.
There are other ways to get to inmates, you know.
Okay, let's do this.
You send me an email tomorrow with all the questions you want me to ask him,
and I'll ask them if I can, I promise.
- "If I can"? - Yeah, if I can.
- What do you mean? - If I'm able to.
Looks like you're forgetting that I'm representing this person, right?
But it's my fault for calling you.
- Don't be dramatic. - Look, take it easy.
Because you've been picking up all of your boss's worst traits lately.
HOUSE SEARCH 26TH, 12:00
Morning.
Can we come in?
I don't know him.
His eyelids are in the same state as yours.
He's Brazilian.
He had 200 kilos of coke in his truck.
And he has the snakebite mark.
Come with us.
National Police.
Lieutenant. I'm Miguel Millán, Drug Squad.
I'd like to join in the house search and talk to the suspect.
- If it's okay. - No problem.
- It's you. - Fine.
What do you want from me? What are you doing here?
What do you want from me?
- Who sent you? Was it Pai? - Where do you know me from?
- It wasn't my fault. - Let us do our job.
- How do you know me? - Hey.
- Tell him that, please! - Answer me!
- Move! Come on, get inside! - Wait, no, wait a minute.
- It wasn't my fault! It wasn't my fault! - Let's go. Come on!
How do you know him? Huh? How do you know him?
- Why is he scared of you? - I swear I don't know, man.
I don't know.
Let's go. Come on.
Call an ambulance!
We got you out of that shithole.
We got you a visa.
We treated you well, right?
Yet you tell us nothing.
I don't remember.
If you don't cooperate, we can put you on a plane and send you back to your country.
With a court order.
Why did Santo come to Spain?
Are you gonna tell me what you know about Santo?
You're not a cop here in Spain, you don't have jurisdiction.
We'll ask you one more time.
Why did Santo come to Spain?
Santo sells his product here.
And from Madrid, he takes it to the rest of Europe.
He's looking for his lover, right? That's why he kidnapped you.
Is this Santo?
No. No, it's not.
How do you know?
Because I killed this guy.
Excuse me. Yes?
I can't talk right now. I'll call you in a half hour, okay?
What's wrong?
- Look, we understand... - Excuse me?
- ...that the situation... - Natalia, listen to me.
Listen. Don't say that. No.
Listen to me, listen...
But we need you to try your hardest to recognize...
He threw himself out the window.
WAREHOUSE GALÁPAGOS STREET
Don't touch me.
Was it them? Did they bring you here?
Did you hear that?
He's pleased.
Santo came to Madrid to see o Pai.
O Pai, huh?
His master.
Everything Santo knows was taught by him.
He calls him "o Pai," but he's not his father.
Actually, he is but he isn't.
They found us because I told them where we were.
Why?
He knows why.
He knows everything.
SIX MONTHS EARLIER
Your cut. Here.
How much of that is going to your buddy at the airport?
- Huh? - The guard.
You went to see Ronaldo, right?
I don't mind if you see him.
Actually, * that, I do.
Why did you go?
Huh? Why the * did you go?
To get him wound up?
Look, cut the bullshit.
He's in the clink, and I'm the one who pays you now. Got that?
Did I introduce you to my wife?
I quit, remember?
You quit the cocaine.
But the cocaine didn't quit you.
It's tough, you're right.
Why do you work for my husband?
How much time do I have to answer that?
- Aren't you scared of him? - No.
Everyone's scared.
We live in fear, there's just no way around it.
Sure there is.
If you have a house, you should be afraid. A child, you should be afraid.
The only way to be fearless is to have nothing.
And that's really boring.
I'm more afraid of you.
- Is he home? - No.
- Did something happen? - There was a problem at the airport.
You know where he is? I can't find him.
- I've called him, but he won't pick up. - He'll answer me. Wanna bet on it?
Hi, Cristóbal. Uh, there's a man here, he wants to talk to you.
I'll put him on, okay?
Yeah.
Mario.
Come with me, dammit.
Get in.
No. There's that * bastard who just...
Wait for me! I'll tell you. Wait there, I'm on my way.
For *'s sake, he's getting away.
*! We gotta shoot him!
Don't do that! I want him alive!
I wanna look that piece of shit * cop in the eye, you hear me?
Dad!
Samuel...
PRESENT DAY
...the kid they used to buy the bikes,
told the judge that Millán held a gun against his neck
and forbade him to talk to anyone about the Norwegians.
Did you know that?
Well, I just got a call from the disciplinary committee.
They're opening an investigation on him.
What are you saying here? You're asking me to monitor him?
No, this has nothing to do with you. But just be careful, okay?
The Brazilian man's suicide hasn't made things easy.
Sorry, it's my daughter. It was urgent.
The Civil Guard has sent us a list of locations
for the Brazilian guy's cellphone over the last two weeks.
But they should've checked them one by one before sending them, right?
I know, but it's what we've got.
So, where do we begin?
I'll let you choose.
Thank you, sir.
He was here three times, yeah.
To leave the car, to pick it up, and to grab a hat that he left behind.
Hmm. Incredible.
Rapado was here on Thursday at 11:30.
And on Saturday at 10:40.
Very well, then. Let's go, come on.
You're under investigation.
- Hmm? - Because of the boy who bought the bikes.
Since you threatened him.
- And why are you telling me? - I don't know.
Because you're my partner. Or maybe they told me so I could warn you.
- Right, well, now I know, thanks a lot. - You're being unfair.
- You'd prefer I kept my damn nose out? - I only tell you what I need to.
I'm doing you a favor by not telling you everything.
- Stop looking at me like that! Christ! - Like what?
Like you've been looking all * day.
- Yeah? - It's me, Millán.
- *! - No, listen.
- Look, forget about the airport. - Are you at Barajas?
Forget about Barajas! For *'s sake, that's what I'm saying.
- How much do you want? - And don't call me anymore. Is that clear?
- If you don't get me my... - I don't want your money.
- I don't care. - It's about to get...
- I don't work for you, or for anyone! - Just go to Barajas now!
- I'm gonna kill you, *. - Come again?
- I'll *' do it! - Are you threatening me right now?
What...
God damn it.
Millán!
Come here.
There's still a lot of work to be done.
We're not sure exactly how many bodies there are.
Three... four kids.
Maybe more.
I just don't get it. The Civil Guard was here, they didn't find anything.
What happened? The rain mess with the soil?
No, actually they were buried after. It wasn't deep at all.
They wanted us to find them.
FORENSICS
Okay, so this is what we have for now.
Our forensics team has established
that the uncovered remains belong to at least three children.
They were able to identify two of them.
One went missing four days ago.
He was at the playground with his mother.
The other was taken the next day, right outside of the school.
Ricardo Ros Picazo, eight years old.
Antonio Ortiz Llobell, six years old.
Thanks.
I remember.
Santo's master was there.
But he was dead.
They brought his corpse there.
In ancient Dahomey, the new king would hold a ritual.
He would dig up o Pai and then offer sacrifices to him.
Today, we found the remains of three children. All cut up and buried.
Are those the sacrifices?
What does he do with them during the ritual?
Why children?
Because it's the worst thing he could do.
Because it's scary. It hurts your soul just to think about it.
- But he's a narc? - No.
Santo is not a narc.
To his followers...
he's like a father.
A leader. A god, almost.
Well, a leader, a god just to his followers.
You see, we all have fears.
Secrets, deep secrets.
- Santo knows what they are. - Right.
He'll come after us.
I took Bárbara from him.
He won't forgive that.