What's up, Pote?
Boss?
Finish what you went to do in Spain
and return with proof that you killed that bitch.
La Mexicana, her fifteen tons, and her oil barrels
will receive a surprise visit by the cops, the Civil Guard and whatnot.
Nothing, Flores.
She's done it again.
Now show me how comfortably our cargo traveled.
Great.
Now, because of that woman, I'm nothing but a clown.
As sure as I am of what you feel for La Mexicana.
The spark in your eyes gives you away.
And her too.
I'll be back and with great news, Father.
I swear.
Ma'am.
No, Oleg! You're wrong! He's got nothing to do with it!
Well, I think he does.
- No. - He will personally tell me who it was.
Don't!
Everything will be just fine.
I'm with you, OK?
Siso, Siso, look. There's the news again.
We interrupt the programming again to bring you a car bomb blast.
in Marbella, near the promenade.
The number of victims is still unknown.
They won't find one single finger in a 10 kilometer radius.
The purpose of the attack is also unknown.
No terrorist group has been accused of this attack so far.
Fuck! That's the Transer Naga building.
Fetch my purse now.
A car bomb in downtown Marbella.
It's been a while since I saw something this big in the Suncoast, Cucho.
You say that compared with your crime section, we always have worse things
in my love section.
Or did you forget about the one about Ms. Pantoja and the former Mayor?
I don't know what could be more explosive than that.
My last vacation in Ibiza!
I know that woman!
That one, on the screen, at the bottom.
It's her. Teresa, La Mexicana.
Fuck!
Everything seems to be all right, ma'am.
You just have some minor injuries.
However, I do recommend getting a check up
so we can discard any internal issues.
Thanks.
Are you all right?
- Yes, I feel better now. - Are you sure?
Yes.
- We'll need the lady's statement. - Yes.
She'll testify immediately, Chief.
I'm going to talk to the media and I'll see you later, then.
I don't want to make any statements.
Listen to me. The less we say,
the less we'll need to explain ourselves later.
Let's go.
It has been said the attack was against you.
What attack? What are you talking about?
Who are you? Who are your enemies?
- Why don't you tell us... - I've got no enemies.
We'll hold a press conference. Please excuse us.
Well, they didn't want to make any statements.
Let's see what else we can learn about this accident.
How can she be alive?
Fuck it.
This changes our plans.
She and the Russians are coming after us.
Easy, Cousin. They can't know it was us who set the bomb.
Don't you think it was enough with our threatening her life
for what she did in Colombia and then with the Italians?
It's us who want her head, whatever the cost!
Who else?
Let's get the hell back to Galicia,
before they find out we're here. Come on, let's go.
She won't answer.
- Look, I'll call you some other day. - Paty!
- Have you seen the news, Willy? - I just did.
I bet you anything it was the Galicians.
Galicians, Mexicans, Colombians... whoever it was.
Have you got friends in the Police?
Yes, I know the detective in charge of the investigation.
I need to be there at the interrogation, all right?
OK.
Who ordered to set the bomb?
The same one who sent you the first time?
Is the one you call "El Ratas" still in Spain?
Sir...
Everything I told you is true.
Since I left the hospital, I've been wandering through the streets.
Sleeping in squares.
Sometimes eating, sometimes not.
Well... I've got no money at all, I'm not in my country.
And...
Look...
I can't go back to Mexico because they'll kill me.
They think I betrayed them.
And, well... I saw Ms. Teresa's address in a newspaper and...
I went looking for her straight away, to ask her for a job.
And...
Look... I swear on my mother. I've got the newspaper here.
Don't move!
You still haven't said anything that proves your innocence!
Well... I haven't, but...
I can say that... Well... That I...
How do you think I could arrange an attack in these conditions?
I...
I couldn't...
I can tell you who did it, though.
Look.
Yes, I saw them, sir.
I didn't quite understand what those two men were doing.
And I didn't know it was the lady's car, either.
But now that I think of it...
Yes... Yes, it's all very clear now.
Yes. It was them, sir.
Are you making that up?
Huh? One of my men is dead.
No one will save you this time!
Oleg.
I'm a cop. This man's telling the truth. He doesn't know anything. Trust me.
Sir...
I don't fear death.
But I can tell you this much...
I'm positive that I saw them.
I saw the two men who set the bomb.
They fled in a black car.
The plates were...
61...
24...
SG...
S... Yes!
Yes!
I'm sure, sir.
Look, I swear it.
I swear.
Hey. I need you to find some plates.
I urgently need the owner of 6124SGS.
Yes.
Good.
Indeed.
Those plates belong to a black car that was stolen this afternoon.
Alberto, we need to call the glaziers tomorrow.
I've got them!
These guys. They set the bomb for Teresa!
Look.
Look, we also don't understand who could have wanted to threaten my client's life.
Ms. Mendoza, do you suspect a personal enemy of yours?
Anyone?
No, sir. I've got no enemies.
What do you do? What's your job?
I run a shipping company.
Well, we can't discard this as a terrorist attack.
But we're sure there's something personal behind this.
The explosives they used were aimed to kill anyone near the car.
We're identifying the remains of the corpse we found at the scene.
My client has already confirmed that it is her driver, unfortunately.
Look...
We wouldn't discard a terrorist attack.
Although I'd dare to assert they aimed for the wrong target.
Ms. Mendoza could have been mistaken for someone else.
Why don't you make an effort, Ms. Mendoza,
and think of some enemy?
Some debt, perhaps.
Someone who might want to see you dead.
To keep you silent and hide information, for instance.
Can I?
Sure.
Hello?
I can't talk right now, Alberto.
What?
Hang on. Give me a pen and paper, please.
Yes...
All right.
These are the plates of the car in which
the guys who set the bomb fled on.
She's got some balls!
If we didn't know who she is, we'd believe she's telling the truth.
Oh, God...
How long will she keep lying, Pablo?
O Grove, Galicia. Spain.
The Civil Guard is yet to determine who are the authors of this attack,
in which a Russian citizen perished, while the car owner remained unharmed
and at whose house we are right now, waiting for her to bring you more details.
Damn!
A war has begun.
Answer me, son!
Answer!
Siso.
You must get back right now.
The Russians must be already looking for you.
Get the pilot ready
and ask for a flight permit at once.
Perfect.
I'll be waiting here.
Goodbye, son.
An employee is bringing the surveillance cameras footage
for you to analyze it.
Perhaps you can have them in.
Yes, of course. I'll be right back.
Teresa, you shouldn't have done that.
We should have seen them first.
Why? I've got nothing to fear.
Besides, I want to know who those fuckers are.
Ms. Mendoza...
I have your criminal file here.
We know you were in jail for several years.
Excuse me...
Are you formally incrimination my client?
No, not at all.
I've got no evidence for that.
I'm just gathering all the information to solve this attack.
Well, I would appreciate it if you limited yourself to evidence
and not mere speculation.
My client has had an impeccable behavior after paying her debt to society.
Thanks.
Alberto confirmed everything this man said.
It was recorded in the Transer Naga video footage.
It appears you're telling the truth.
But...
If it wasn't the Mexicans, then who?
Oleg...
It's obvious.
The Galicians.
Tell me...
When?
Very well. Thanks.
I told you so.
It was the Galicians who set the bomb.
Now they're trying to escape.
What else?
A contact of mine told me someone requested a special authorization
at the local airfield to authorize a flight tonight.
Want to guess where to?
- Galicia. - That's right.
So we need to move now if we don't want them to get away.
We can't lose time.
Dima!
We'll go. You stay here.
These Galicians are about to learn what it means to mess with my people.
Can you zoom in?
Their...
Their faces look familiar.
- It's them! - Who?
Do you remember the pictures you showed me of the meeting
between the Galicians and the Italians?
- Yes. - Well,
they're the two guys who stood behind Siso and his cousin.
So it's the Galicians.
I'll go to the office to sign the flight plan.
Hurry up. I'll wait for you inside the plane.
Yes?
Go, Siso. You're authorized to take off.
What are you talking about?
Come here and stop fucking around.
Shut the gate and leave.
I said leave, Siso!
Are you crazy or what?
How can I leave without you?
I can't go with you, Siso.
The Russians caught me, Cousin.
What? Are you telling me the Russians are here, at the airfield?
Shut the gate and leave!
Now!
Save yourself, I'm fucked.
What did they do to you?
Where are they keeping you?
Forget about me. Forget about me, man.
Leave, Siso! Please leave!
Goddammit, Siso, I'm telling you to leave!
Before they get you too! Go now!
Xavi!
Fuck!
What can I do?
Forgive me, Xavi.
My cousin was caught by the Russians.
Start the engines and go!
Take off!
She's with me.
Shit.
If I didn’t come with the press, they wouldn't let me in.
Stupid cops.
It seems the interrogation is over.
Paty, honey. We have to schedule an interview, OK?
Something like...
"The international relationships of an eccentric millionaire
and her friend, La Mexicana." How about that?
Wow...
You're no longer interested in me, but in my friendship with La Mexicana.
Speaking of her, here she comes.
Finally!
What is the press doing here?
What do you think?
- But... - Looking for some bait
to sell more newspapers.
I don't want to give interviews.
- And we won't. Calm down. - We can barely get out.
Mexicana...
Thank God you're alive.
My God!
I sent you a million texts.
I almost died when I saw the news. Are you all right?
Yes, I'm fine. It's been a horrible nightmare, but I'm fine.
- Do you know who set the bomb? - We can't talk about that now.
I'll go check if I find some back door.
- It's full of media here. - What are you doing here, Oscar?
I came because I'm sorry about what happened.
I want to introduce you to my friend, Cucho Malespina.
He wanted to meet you and... well...
I brought him. That's it.
Nice to meet you.
Nice to meet you too.
I had already seen you in the news, but truth surpasses fiction.
- May I take some pictures? - No.
No, you may not. I don't like pictures or interviews.
I don't want to be grumpy, but this is really not the time.
I'm not feeling well now. Maybe some other time.
Nice to meet you.
Sorry.
She's like that: she calls a spade a spade.
"I'm not feeling well"? "Really"?
"Grumpy"? What?
What language is that?
Did you see her skin?
How wonderful!
It's just... She's so strange and such a diva at the same time.
She's been through an attack, an interrogation
and look, she's just as beautiful.
She's like an Aztec queen.
I've known her for a long time.
She was the wife of my friend, Fisterra.
He always said she was the bravest woman ever.
La Malinche in the Suncoast.
Like I said: a Mexican queen in southern Spain.
That's it!
What a name for a headline!
The Queen of the South!
Hey!
Are you sure?
I can't believe it.
And that's just the beginning.
Now comes the Russians' retaliation against the Galicians.
If it hasn't already started.
From what you're saying, if Teresa is Yasikov's protégée,
catching her will be much harder.
Yes.
Yes. That's exactly why I'm calling you.
I've got a secret weapon.
What secret weapon is that, Willy?
Hang on, Veronica.
That's why it's called "secret." You'll find out, in time.
Now...
I don't like secrets in an investigation.
Let alone working blindfolded.
So pick up that phone right now and let your boss, Flores, know
- about everything this DEA guy is doing. - I think this is unfair.
That gringos and Mexicans get all the credit for this operation.
An operation that has cost us so much time and money.
What about us now? We'll look like idiots!
Then find out!
Find out what this Rangel guy is doing
and what's his so-called secret weapon. So...
Get down to work!
Ma'am, can you tell us...?
Let's go with Oleg.
Please, we're not talking to anyone.
Give us some space, please.
I trust Teo completely. You can say anything you want in front of him.
And let him get used to it.
Not only does he run the company finances,
but he's also your personal lawyer.
Thank you for your trust.
Thanks.
We sent old Joaquin a message.
By this time, one of the perpetrators is no more.
Vladimir has been avenged.
What did you do?
We did nothing.
Thanks to a brilliant idea by Nino...
Siso Pernas killed his cousin himself.
To Vladimir's memory.
Cheers!
Siso!
Thank God you managed to get out of Marbella alive, son!
Have you heard anything from poor Xavier?
No. Only what I told you over the phone.
The Russians got him right when we departed.
Did they call to negotiate?
Not yet. I was waiting for you so we could call them.
I hope they're keeping him alive.
What is that?
No!
It can't be!
Xavi!
No!
Xavi!
I want to know if he suffered too much.
The takeoff must have been very painful for him.
From that moment on, his agony must have been unbearable.
But, Don Pernas,
by the moment of landing, he must have been dead for at least two hours.
Sons of bitches.
They made me kill my own cousin.
This was found in his pocket.
I killed him while fleeing and I didn't even realized it.
The Russians were sent by her.
I want to kill her with my own hands!
See her suffer twice as much as Xavi did before he died!
Enough! Not one more word.
Hello.
This is Teresa, La Mexicana.
The girl you tried to kill with a bomb.
You forced us to react, hence this kind of reply.
I want no wars.
The sea is big enough for all of us.
This business is like any other... the only thing that changes is the merchandise.
In this business, whoever works the hardest and offers the best prices, wins.
Do you understand? Is that clear?
- Yes. - Then understand this well.
If we receive another attack against me
or against any of us, you will get the same answer,
but multiplied and where it hurts you the most.
I want to carry this out in peace.
Don't force us into a war in which we can all lose more people.
My sincerest condolences, sir.
Goodbye.
You had to speak.
That's why I asked you to do it: so that they respect you
and they don't dare attack you again.
Was it La Mexicana?
What did she say to you?
What did she say to you, Father?
It's over, Siso.
I will personally handle what's coming.
And if blood has to rain from the sky, we will open our umbrellas.
I can't believe what you're asking from me.
My hands are sweating, Willy.
But do you like my offer, yes or no?
Yeah, I do...
I don't know, it's just...
It's quite a challenge.
You told me you were at my command
and that you were happy to be assigned to Teresa Mendoza's case
- and now you won't help me? - No, no. It's not that.
It's just... I'm afraid to fail you.
I'm not as qualified as you, Willy.
You're the key to this case, Veronica.
It's the beginning of the end for Teresa Mendoza.
And you're my secret weapon.
So I just want to hear a yes or a no.
Do you or do you not accept?
Your afternoon newspaper, Don Epifanio.
Leave it there.
Over there. You're dismissed.
- Sir... - What?
- It's time for the news. - So turn it on.
Turn it towards me, will you?
Move the vase.
We're bringing you this breaking broadcast to inform you
of a car bomb explosion in Marbella.
We interrupt our programming again to tell you about a car bomb explosion
in Marbella, near the promenade.
Who are you? Who are your enemies?
- Why don't you tell us...? - I've got no enemies.
We'll hold a press conference. Please excuse us.
Are you feeling better?
- Yeah, I am. - I'm glad.
You'll be better here, without the press bothering you. We'll see what comes later.
I've been dealing with them all my life.
It's better not to pay attention to them, otherwise you'll lose your mind.
Yes, but it's not the same being asked about your vacations with Madonna
as being asked about a car bomb explosion.
Whatever.
Well...
I'm going to bed.
I'm exhausted.
I take it you must be, too.
You need to sleep and forget about all this, OK?
- Good night. - Thanks.
Well...
I guess you're leaving now, right?
Yeah, sure...
I'm leaving. I just wanted to make sure you didn't need anything else.
I'm perfectly fine.
Thanks for everything, Teo.
- See you later. - See you later, Paty.
So... I wanted to thank you, Teo.
This night has been so rough for me...
You've been so nice.
I'm exhausted.
I'm exhausted, Teo. I just...
I don't want that... just because I'm tired... this...
You don't need to explain anything, Teresa.
It was just a kiss.
Why don't you come down to earth?
Behave like a woman, if just for a moment.
Easy...
I am a woman.
Yes, you're a woman, no doubt.
An amazing woman.
Though you sometimes behave like a relentless executive.
You're the female version of Don Corleone.
But I like you a lot.
I'm dying to hug you. I can't help it.
OK, OK...
I think I'd better leave.
So you can rest and all that.
OK...
Thank you for everything, Teo.
It's been a really rough night for me.
You've been amazing.
- Thank you for everything. - Don't worry.
See you tomorrow.
This is none but the owner of my bank accounts.
Teresita Mendoza.
Don't do that. She's El Güero's woman and he was our pal.
Leave me alone, please.
So, Pote?
You're not even the shadow of the Pote I once knew.
Look at me, Pote.
With the explosion of my car, you could have returned to Mexico
and said you got rid of me.
You would have earned Batman's applause and forgiveness.
But you preferred to save my life.
Why did you do it?
Don't play dumb, Pote.
I know that behind that brutish look, you've got a brain that works much better
than that of many others.
Why did you do it? Why did you save my life?
Because last night, the Russians didn't kill me thanks to you.
Ma'am...
You know I went to kill you because I received an order.
But I never agreed with everything El Gato did to you.
Because you were El Güero's girl and...
El Güero and I were very good friends.
El Güero's girl...
I hadn't heard that in a while.
El Güero's girl...
How far is Sinaloa!
And so close to here, Pote.
Ma'am...
will you let me be your bodyguard, then?