A NETFLIX SERIES
TWO YEARS EARLIER
Still looking.
Next carriage.
Destination, Atocha.
Fidel, do you read me?
Fidel? Oh!
Fidel, can you hear me? Can you hear me?
The north exit! He's heading to the other ramp!
You should get in better shape, you know?
Stay still!
No need to ask. Let me tell you what'll happen to you.
You'll spend a long time in jail. They'll treat you with love there.
The same kind of love you showed your victims, mother*er. Move!
They'll be waitin' with open arms.
- Their arms'll be open, alright. - Wide open.
Come on, get in.
And when you get out, if you ever do...
You think he will?
He won't get out.
When you get out, divine justice awaits ya.
- Divine justice? - Divine justice.
- What are you talking about? - What?
No, no, no.
- What are you doing? - No. You wanna kill yourself, do it alone.
- That chick really is rotting your brain. - Did I tell you I'm going vegan?
- You'll really make me get out to smoke? - Yep, get out.
Man...
Further away, the smoke's gonna get to me.
What are you doin', mother*er? You...
Go * yourself.
I don't see the rapist on the train.
Um... I don't get out of the carriage in time.
I fall on my way down the stairs.
I take the wrong corridor.
The radio doesn't work.
I tell my partner to cuff him with his hands behind his back.
I don't get out of the car to smoke.
There's one more thing that you didn't do.
You didn't shoot.
It wasn't your gun.
Right.
If smoking's not allowed, how come you always have these ashtrays out?
I mean, no one uses them.
You could at least put them away when I'm here, no?
Or do you do it for me?
Maybe it's some kind of therapy, you know?
Because you know perfectly well that from the second I walk in,
all I wanna do is finish so I can go outside to smoke.
That's why I say the first thing that pops into my head,
so I can be done as soon as I can.
Is that why you do it? Huh?
So I just speak my mind, even against my will?
You know what else I'm doing against my will? Being here.
Because right now, I really wanna go outside...
...and feel like a sick *, because that's what I am.
Because I am unable to live without inhaling this 20 times a day, or 30.
Every day.
And I'll do it till I die.
I'm sick of listening to myself.
And I don't need to come here to know that I'm not okay.
'Cause you know what?
No one's really okay.
Why did you ask not to work with me? Explain it to me.
Because I don't think it's very productive.
I don't wanna work with you either.
Hey, hey, hey, wait, what the...
You have it on you, right?
- Give it to me. - I swear, this is all I've got, dude.
This is a big load of shit. Who's your dealer?
I'm not askin' you.
What do you cut it with? They pay you by the gram?
How much do you get for this bullshit?
Take whatever you want, but just leave us alone.
Okay.
Sit down, guys, please.
Sit down.
I'm just gonna ask you this once, I'm not gonna ask again. Is that clear?
Who do you work for?
Where is he?
Come on. Get up.
- What the *? - Get up.
- Who the * are you? You... - Get the * up, right now!
- For *'s sake, get up! - What the * did I do?
- Get dressed! - Okay, take it easy.
- Easy, okay? Okay... - We're gonna head out slowly, okay?
- Hey! - Wait... Don't...
- Piece of shit! - Don't move. I got this. I got this.
- Keep walking. - Please. Back, back, back, back.
What the * did I ever do to you?
Just tell me, 'cause I have no * idea.
You gonna kill me?
Actually, you're killin' me with the shit you're selling.
- Who do you buy it from? - Let's go to the bank.
- You name an amount, I'll... - Where do you buy it?
I don't know! It comes from Málaga, uh, Bolivia...
- Why do you care? - Turn around.
I said turn around.
On your knees.
Come work for me.
It'll be good for the two of us.
Money, women, whatever you want.
A lot of cops work like this.
PRESENT DAY
What's up?
What do you think?
Did he hand it over?
Yeah, a really old one, a piece of junk.
Well, that's what he claims.
But he had a bad feeling, so he followed him.
He knows where he is.
Why the * does he want a gun now?
They just got here.
- They're in the car. - What's he doing? Who is he with?
Stand by now.
Now. Let's go in.
Green light.
SALVADOR
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Federal Police.
Yanela Magalhães?
Who found him?
A fisherman on the beach.
Is this the boy's father?
He died two years ago now, in an accident.
How was my nephew?
I mean, in what state did they find him?
I need to know all the details.
I'm a journalist. I'm accustomed to barbarity.
First they found an arm.
Then the police found the rest.
His whole body?
His brain was never found.
Did you find him?
Tell me, did they find my son?
Where?
On the beach.
Did he drown?
Come on, just say it.
- Yanela, calm down. - Don't touch me.
Who wants a steady job anyway?
Did she get up at all? Or ask for anything?
No.
Was it just bad luck, or did they choose my nephew for a reason?
Why him? Why would they do that?
Will we ever know the answer to that?
Thank you very much.
Luis Freitas.
- Ernesto Cardona... - Cardona.
He's never worked in Narcotics.
No one knows him here, so it'll be easy to write a nice backstory for him.
Nice face, perfect teeth.
Any scars?
Are tattoos any good?
- You ever smoked crack? - I'll do what I gotta do.
What do you know about Santo?
I know what the police knows. It's like he doesn't even exist.
- His followers are a bunch of mad... - A bunch of * fanatics.
This guy always puts on a spectacle. Throws gory raves. Pretty wild.
The boy on the beach. That him?
Don't make this personal.
I'm a police officer.
Yeah.
If you do it, there's no going back. No time to say goodbye to your family.
You won't see anyone again.
Ernesto Cardona will be wiped off the face of the Earth forever.
Santo.
Don't you ever sleep?
What are you looking for?
Nothing.
Bullshit.
And you? What are you doing out here?
I go out for a walk some nights.
But I always come back.
Bullshit.
Did Santo ever let you leave?
After the comedown, once all that shit starts wearing off...
I feel like getting out of this place.
But he doesn't want me to leave.
I don't think I'd know how to live without him.
I don't know.
Santo.
Where is he?
What, you don't feel him?
He brings out the worst in us all.
Are you afraid of sleeping?
No.
Have you seen him tonight?
Stay.
You're in no shape to drink.
By the time the feds turn up, there'll be nothin' left.
What about Bárbara?
Bárbara belongs to Santo.
Don't mess with her.
Come on. Get that in the car.
Come on, we gotta leave.
Let's *in' move.
Federal Police! Pull the car over now!
*! Don't shoot!
Drop your weapon!
Stop!
Federal Police. Get me out of here.
Are you trying to * everything up for me?
What the * are you doing here?
- You trying to kill me? - Why would we kill you?
- That's what I'd like to know. - How did you get here? Did anyone see you?
The one who protects me never sleeps.
I got a call. They know the police are inside, and they suspect you.
I had to get you out of there.
And so you had them shoot me, huh, douchebag?
Your friend got out with a gun. Those cops didn't know.
- What did you expect them to do? - You're alive, damn it!
Who else knows I'm undercover?
Up until now, no one.
Cardona, you've done a great job. Now go home and rest.
I have to go back.
No * way. You just escaped, that makes you even more suspicious.
You gotta trust me. I've been undercover for years.
Take it easy, Cardona.
You're on vacation.
Paulo, get him outta here.
PRESENT DAY
Protect me, Father.
This is the best one I get could for you.
They're actually the ones they use in the army.
They're built to last a lifetime.
And this is a bargain, eh?
Dude, I've never been to Brazil, you know?
But I've been told there's...
I'm here. Easy.
What took you so long? I was...
- Let's get out of here. Come on. - No, please, stay. Stay with me for a bit.
- We have to go, okay? - He told me... He told me to give you this.
- Now. Let's go in. - Green light.
Freeze! Police!
Police!
- Don't move! - Freeze! Police!
Don't shoot! Don't shoot! She's unarmed!
Someone sent you a message. Who was it?
I thought it was Santo.
So Santo slips you messages under your door.
Did you know Bárbara would be there?
What were you planning to do with her?
- Where is she? - She's at the hospital.
They're running some tests.
Santo is playing with the police.
We think we're going after him, but he's the one coming after us.
You leave for Brazil on Sunday, not a day later.
I've already spoken to your embassy.
And you're lucky that gun didn't hurt anyone.
What the * is happening here?
Internal Affairs. They've been after you for two weeks.
It's in the basement.