BOX 507
-I'm off. -Call us tomorrow.
I won't say anything.
No.
You get her girlfriend's number?
LAS ZARZUELAS ESTATE NO TRESPASSING, NO CAMPING
María!
María, get out of there!
María!
SEVEN YEARS LATER
Clear skies again
over Andalusia. No rain for the next few days.
It's been one of the driest springs
of the last decade.
Why are you up?
I thought I'd do some cleaning today.
With these conditions, the risk of fire is always higher...
It's Saturday. Don't forget,
we have shopping later.
I won't. We can eat there.
If you want to.
I'll pick you up at work.
-Is there a problem? -No, ma'am.
Don't worry.
The De Pardo residence?
Apartment 4D,
right here.
Just a few questions for the new census.
May I come in?
-Morning, boss. -Hi, Paco.
-Hello. -Hi.
-Yes? -I'm in. Everything's under control.
All right, good.
Relax, he'll do fine.
I was offered 5,000 dollars.
But the book is one of a kind.
-It's worth 3 times that. -If I may...
People just don't respect beautiful things any more.
Modesto Pardo, Bancasol Savings.
Hello, Modesto. Can you hear me?
Of course. How may I help you?
-Are you alone in the office? -Yes. Why?
Listen carefully.
We're at your home on Encinas St. with your wife.
What's happened? Who are you?
Keep quiet. She'll be safe as long as
you follow my instructions. Do not call the police.
I repeat, no police.
Speak to no one about this.
No notes, no warnings of any kind.
Do not use the phone. We're watching.
In one minute
a man will enter the bank.
-Attend to him personally. -Hello?
Hello?
-Modesto! -Angela?
Angela, are you all right?
-Modesto Pardo? -Come with me to the office.
No screaming, eh? Don't you dare scream.
Just a couple of pills.
You'll go right to sleep.
No! No, no...
I can't take those. I can't.
-Come on, lady. -No!
-Come on, open wide. -No...
Don't scream!
What's going on?
See you Monday, boss.
Thanks, Paco. I'll lock up.
Let's begin.
Show me the alarm. And kill the phone switchboard.
Hey, I'm cooperating.
Let me call home. My wife has heart problems.
Or you call. Tell your man the medicine's in the kitchen cabinet.
She'll need her Solinitrine.
It's a spray. Solinitrine.
Three times under the tongue.
Please make the call.
Sit down.
You're not going to call?
Open your mouth.
Swallow them.
Do as I say and you'll both be fine.
Help!
LAS ZARZUELAS ESTATE
Morning, Mr. Aguiló.
Good morning.
I was hoping to speak with Marcello.
You're aware of his situation. He can't see you.
I'll speak on his behalf.
We were hoping to speed things up, but things aren't moving forward.
Marcello's getting nervous.
We'll have to renegotiate
our agreement.
Why?
These things take time as it is, but in this case...
The land has drinking water.
The commission doesn't know yet, but...
-It complicates everything. -You said you'd get the job done.
And I will.
-Then what's the problem? -It'll cost more.
Twice as much.
Kavendish is a wealthy,
successful business. It should go smoothly.
Tell Marcello to call me. The commission meets next week.
Your weekend in Marakesh. The boys are underage.
You have a really small dick.
Ridiculous.
Totally useless.
Our offer will not improve.
But it could worsen, believe me.
What should I tell Marcello?
You scared me.
What happened?
I don't know.
The bank called this morning to say that someone
robbed the safety deposit boxes.
I wanted to call you, but...
You hit the bottle instead.
Does anyone know about the papers?
Have you told anyone?
I never told anyone about it, I swear.
We don't even know if they're gone. Not all the boxes were opened.
What else?
I have to go in tomorrow to see if anything's missing.
I'm sure your papers are still there.
I only saw one of them. I spoke to the other on the phone.
Did they have accents?
-Not the ones I spoke to. -Marks of any sort?
I told you.
The one I saw had a toupee,
goatee and huge glasses.
Have you noticed anyone following you lately?
-Anything suspicious...? -Have you or your wife
rented out any of the safety deposit boxes?
No.
They tied you up in the vault. That means
you were present during the robbery.
-I guess so. -And you didn't hear them speaking?
No. They put me to sleep.
Can I go see my wife now?
What did you do when you got free? How did you kill the time?
By thinking about my wife. I thought about my wife.
Did you touch anything?
No, of course not.
Okay. That's enough for now, but we'll have to see you again.
Come by the precinct tomorrow.
We'll reenact exactly what happened in the bank.
I also remind you that during the investigation
your house will be closed off. It won't be for long.
Is there anyone you can stay with?
No.
Then the court will book you a hotel room.
Can I get my things?
Sure.
Hang on, sweetheart.
Well?
He said the land has drinking water.
And that costs more.
It's no problem. He agrees things can move faster.
That's wonderful.
Roberto spoke with Naples. Our cousin Paolo's sending two men.
Where are they coming in?
-Rome Air, leaving tomorrow. -Italian passports?
They're sending me a message.
Trying to worry me. Making me feel cornered. It's a threat.
Son of a nasty whore.
You think they know?
No. They'd have shown up already.
But why now?
Something must be going on.
Something we don't know.
Find out what it is.
-You want one? -No.
I can't stand that crap.
What have you got?
Whatever she had in there,
box 507 was one of the boxes broken into. Was it valuable?
Her mother's jewelry and a gift I gave her.
What can I say?
They don't look like professionals.
They didn't even open all the boxes.
And they screwed up the kidnapping.
The wife might die.
-Sounds strange. -Yeah.
They were at least four. Two spoke Spanish. Maybe a woman.
Two old guys saw a truck,
but their stories vary.
One says the driver had a goatee
and a visor, but the other says no,
that it was a blonde with a false moustache.
He says she had tits, that he saw them.
-So you tell me. -Inside job?
Maybe, we're checking.
Did you talk to the manager?
He seemed pretty harmless.
Thanks, Marcos.
Call me if you find anything.
The time is now six...
County General, good morning.
Please pass me through to Intensive Care.
Why are you here?
I pay the rent. I came last night.
What time is it?
Early.
I just fell asleep.
They're filing claims at nine. Get up.
-Mónica... -Leave me alone!
Mónica.
Don't you see what's happening?
Those papers are our life insurance. Our future!
I never told anyone about it, Rafael. You have to believe me!
Don't get crazy on me.
Let's just leave. You always say we will. Let's do it.
What will you do?
Go home and wait for me there. If anyone calls
or contacts you, call me immediately.
If you get drunk again, I'll kill you.
Why the whole act at the airport?
I'm supposed to be watching you. Marcello's people
said two guys were coming.
-So what's up? -Things have changed, Rafael.
The court in Milan's moving up the trial.
We need your files sooner than expected.
-All the papers. -Fine. But it's not that easy.
Your money's ready. We can make the transfer tomorrow.
You're not planning to change the deal...
-Is there a problem? -No problem.
As far as the deal, things are delicate.
Marcello's been suspicious lately. He thinks you've come to kill him.
I need time to do it right.
How much would you say?
I'll let you know.
Marcello mustn't testify.
If we don't receive the papers in 48 hours,
we'll have to take him out.
Him and all of his.
Don't threaten me, Gianni.
You can kill Marcello, but those papers go beyond him.
That's why we're paying you so much.
-This is almost expired. -I know.
It's still valid, right?
Hey!
You can't be here.
I was just looking.
They don't like people looking.
Sure.
I understand.
-May I help you? -I'd like to see
a property file.
All requests in writing.
Fill this out with the file number.
You know the number?
No.
The property's name?
The Las Zarzuelas Estate. How long does it take?
-Usually a day or two. -Well, I need...
I need to see it right away. It's an emergency.
The procedure includes the request.
Look, miss. I'm about to lose my home.
I need a loan.
I've got a wife and two kids, you understand?
We can change the date of the request.
Please.
What was it called again?
Las Zarzuelas.
ACCIDENTAL... UNAUTHORIZED ENTRY... 1 6-YEAR-OLD GIRL DEAD...
OFFICER IN CHARGE: SANTOS GUIJUELO
It's two young guys.
The Indian took them from the airport to his restaurant.
They're ours. We know where they are.
They don't know we're watching.
-Let's see what they do. -No.
No?
No. I want to send my dear cousin Paolo a little message, too.
Cut their balls off.
-You're jumping the gun. -You're damn right I am!
They're here to kill me!
In my own home!
I'd rather move first.
It's a mistake.
You have the upper hand.
You have business here, nobody knows you exist.
If you get caught you'll be extradited to Italy.
Then you're dead for sure.
Stay hidden until the trial in Milan.
Then you can screw your cousin Paolo.
Trust me. Let me follow them.
If they try anything, we'll move.
All right. I'll wait.
Good.
-Need me for anything else? -Why?
Mónica's been drinking again.
Get rid of that woman. She's too complicated.
Don't let those two out of your sight.
Relax. Don't worry.
Has anyone called?
-No. Want some coffee? -No. Is your passport valid?
Yes.
If you don't hear from me, take this flight.
What will you do?
Find my papers.
-Stay for a little while. -I have to go.
-What will I do without you? -Don't worry, I'll be back.
You're all I've got in the world. We've only got each other.
You know that, don't you?
I know.
Take me to bed, Rafael. I'm cold.
They must have taken jewels worth much less. But it's a very good
offer. The best I've had.
I thought so. The guy from the insurance company loves plants
and I told him you were interested in selling the book.
He wants to have another look at it.
I'm so grateful that you thought of me during
such a difficult time for you.
Don't worry. If gives me something to do.
I already told the police.
I was in Granada the whole weekend, at my nephew's communion.
Of course, Sánchez. Family comes first.
-You have a son, right? -How do you know?
Your wife told me.
-She remembers me. -Stay away from her.
Relax, Sánchez. Just tell me something.
A dirt bag like you, trained to drill 1 00 holes in a weekend...
Seven centimeters of steel...
She know why you were in prison?
You haven't told her?
I was offered a job 7 or 8 months ago.
-What job? -Safety deposit boxes.
I told them no.
I didn't ask questions.
-Names. -I don't know.
Two of them.
A bald guy and a blonde.
What else?
Nothing else.
You're not helping me.
One of the guys from La Línea sent them. Toni Lomas.
Tell me about Toni Lomas.
Mr. Guijuelo?
Can we talk?
What was the book about?
It's about the area, regional development.
Right. Come in.
Remember the Zarzuelas fire in summer of '96?
There are always lots of fires in summer.
I can't remember all of them.
A 1 6-year-old girl died in this one.
And you were Fire Chief at the time.
Yes.
Now I know which fire you mean.
It was horrible.
But tell me,
what's that got to do with your book?
Was it an accident?
The kids had camped there.
-Did you file the report? -Of course.
This report?
''Accidental causes. Unauthorized presence of campers
near point of origin''.
Where did you get that?
The Municipal Archive. It's a copy.
The point of origin was right by their camp.
A cigarette butt.
They were careless.
If it was so obvious, why did you wait three days to file the report?
What do you mean?
A company in Gibraltar named Kavendish
paid you 30 million pesetas
the day before you signed the report.
The account number in Andorra was
-001 1... -Okay, okay.
All right.
It wasn't an accident.
You were paid to falsify the report.
What is it you want?
-Who's Kavendish? -I don't know.
-I never asked. -Who contacted you?
Who offered you the deal? The mayor? Who paid you?
It took me 2 days to answer them.
I spoke to my wife,
we thought it through.
We thought, why not?
That girl was already dead.
I'd started building this house,
and my wife was ill.
Tell me who offered you the deal.
Rafael Mazas.
He was Police Chief at the time.
The mayor's right hand.
But tell me...
Who are you?
I'm the end of the story.
Hello, darling.
Sorry I'm a bit late.
Feeling any better?
I went back there today. It was difficult, but I went.
They've built a country club.
I discovered something.
María was killed. It was no accident.
And I know who it is.
Who they are.
They'll pay for it, one by one.
You can't understand right now, but it all makes sense.
It makes sense.
You have to live to see it.
You can't leave me.
You can't.
We're in here three days.
And the Arab says he doesn't like old ladies.
The oldest was 23!
But no. ''Younger'', he says.
I told him he had no idea
who he was dealing with. ''I'm legal, man. No minors.
I'm running a business here.''
I've set his father up 1 00 times. All blondes.
The old man was crazy about them. And ham. An Arab who loves ham.
They love it.
How's Mónica? It's a shame she quit
dancing.
What, did you quit?
Cut the crap, Pichín. I'm in a hurry.
Who are they?
Pichín...
You're not a cop any more.
I'll make you wish I still was.
-Who are they? -I've seen the bald guy.
His name's Eugenio Regueira. He used to hang out at the casino.
What else?
He has a water purification plant.
In San Roque, I think. If he hasn't lost it.
Hands on your head, slowly.
I'm aiming right at you. Do it or I'll shoot.
Turn around.
-On your knees. -What is this?
On your knees.
The bank job. Regueira, the blonde. Tell me everything.
I didn't do it.
My next kick will burst your liver.
You'll die very slowly.
You understand?
-That's Toni Lomas, right? -Yes.
Why did you kill him?
He screwed up.
He nearly killed the manager's wife.
-The blonde shot him twice. -How many were you?
Five that I know of.
An Arab, Regueira, the blonde, this guy
-and me. -Why did you choose that bank?
I don't know. It was Regueira's scam.
Your name's Juan, right?
Well, Juan...
Going on a trip?
MAFIOSO CRECCI ELUDES EXTRAD ITION
FIRE ON THE ZARZUELAS ESTATE CLAIMS ONE VICTIM
RAFAEL MAZAS, POLICE CHIEF ''WE CAN ALL PREVENT FOREST FIRES''
-Mr. Pardo? My name's Javier Landa. -Sit down.
Remember this fire 7 years ago?
-No, I'm from Madrid. I'm new here. -The Las Zarzuelas Estate
was protected land. Agricultural use.
It was reclassified two years later.
Excuse me,
I thought this was about the bank robbery.
-Copies. -I heard you're a good reporter.
Check the archives,
compare the dates and figure it out.
They bought the land through an agricultural firm called Delsol,
which doesn't exist, then sold it to Kavendish Investments in Gibraltar.
Then the Urban Commission
reclassified the land. Kavendish pays off
anyone who gets in the way. In cash, of course.
There's the proof, names, dates,
account numbers. Show your bosses and call me if you're interested.
Because there's more.
What do you mean, ''more''?
This wasn't an isolated case.
They've done it all along the coast.
Was this in one of the boxes?
That doesn't matter.
Sure.
Mr. Pardo.
Why not go to the police?
You guys do more damage.
You destroy reputations.
Can I have a sip?
I'm really thirsty.
Because you're broken inside.
You need a doctor.
Move it.
Move it!
Show me your hands, blondie.
Get back.
Back!
On the ground. On your knees.
Here it is.
What do you think?
She was his daughter. What a scoop!
This is of no use to us.
Just copies with lots of numbers. He could have made it up.
Did he ask for money?
No. I think he's after blood.
Did you make a copy?
No.
Have you told anyone?
No.
Good. I'll take care of it.
Stay quiet. If you talk to him again, see what else he's got.
Okay.
-Who else knows about this? -Just me and the editor.
I've seen the names on the list.
I thought it appropriate to restrict the information
and consult with you.
You did the right thing.
Though it could be great for our newspaper.
-What about this man? -Modesto Pardo.
The father of the girl who died in the fire.
How do you think he came across the documents?
He's the manager of the bank that got robbed over the weekend.
I'll stop the story if you want.
It would be a shame.
The paper's always been true to the area.
Besides, people like these stories.
Although... No, you did the right thing.
I think I agree with you.
Maybe we should be discreet and not publish anything.
I'll tell you what we'll do.
I'll take care of this personally. Thank you, Ramón.
It's time for us to ask, as citizens and voters,
if it's time to show our politicians
that we're the true administration experts.
The businessmen.
Businessmen like our ex-mayor and president.
Under his model supervision
this city attained prosperity, safety and a future to be envied.
I'm honored to present the founder of the ''Invest Here Project''.
Here he is, Don Gerardo de la Hoz.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
We all know that one man can only do so much without everyone's help.
Put ''Affectionately yours''.
Can we talk alone?
Kavendish paid you 1.2 billion pesetas
in recent years. Many of the dates
coincide with land reclassifications
made by your administration.
Call Kavendish, Mr. De la Hoz.
There must be someone. A boss. Anyone.
I want to talk to him personally.
And stop sweating like a pig.
Nobody talks to me that way.
There's always a first time. Call him. Call whoever pays you.
Make the fucking call!
Easy. Take a seat.
So you're the boss.
I don't know you.
He's looking for papers. I told him there aren't any.
Tell him. He doesn't believe me.
I don't believe him.
Was that necessary?
The papers.
I don't know of any.
You're in deep shit, motherfucker.
You're making a mistake. Nobody took any papers.
Are you nuts?
This is all we took! We left the cash in Spain!
Fuck you! To hell with you!
That fucking bank manager! The bastard.
The bank manager.
He got us all killed. I can't believe it.
We're already dead.
What are you going to do, asshole?
-Rafael. -Has anyone called?
-Where are you? -It doesn't matter. Listen.
I'm listening.
Has anyone called?
-No. -Marcello?
No, why? Are you all right?
I'm fine, don't worry. Have you packed?
Yes. When will you be back?
Don't worry about me.
Take that flight tomorrow. No matter what.
I'll call you when this is over.
Have you found anything?
Yes. I've got it.
I love you.
I love you, too. I'll see you soon.
Take the flight.
YOUR PARENTS WILL NEVER FORGET YOU
Why are we meeting here?
It's a quiet place.
You wanted to talk? Go ahead, I'm listening.
1 01 7 1 98.
You recognize it?
It's a Kavendish bank account in Zurich.
This is the situation, Mr. Crecci.
I know things I shouldn't and I've seen papers I shouldn't have.
They must be valuable. They implicate lots of people
and uncover an elaborate financial fraud.
They're the Kavendish bank accounts. Your bank accounts.
As you can imagine, I protected myself before I came here.
The originals of these documents are in a safe place
and I gave specific instructions to be followed should I disappear
or be found dead.
Who are you?
That doesn't matter.
From now on, just consider me another bank account.
You shouldn't blackmail me.
Where did you get this?
Tomorrow I'll be checking the account balance.
If the deposit isn't made, I'll make a call.
I'm moved by your audacity. Really.
But you must understand that my priority is to clean up this mess.
How did you get these documents?
-I found them by chance. -By chance...
Where?
In a safety deposit box.
A safety deposit box?
Box 507. It belongs to a certain Mónica Vega.
Where are you from?
I've been living here for some time.
Come with me, Mr. Pardo.
Let's have a chat.
Mónica?
Rafael. He's here.
Mónica?
Mr. Mazas, my name is Modesto Pardo.
I have your papers.
I'm here with your wife at the hospital.
She's alone.
We should talk.
Yes.
I'll be waiting.
Where's Mónica?
She must have really loved you.
But you know my brother. She told us everything in the end.
Life's a bitch, Rafael.
You start making mistakes
and things snowball.
You were my Spanish brother.
I entrusted you with the safety of my family and business.
And you betray me.
Say something.
Give me an explanation.
Tell me it wasn't for her.
Tell me it wasn't.
Lots of people have died because of you.
They deserved it.
She didn't.
Why?
You people killed my daughter.
In the Las Zarzuelas fire.
That...
That was an accident.
This man has his reasons
to do what he's doing, Rafael.
But you?
Tell me.
Were you underpaid?
How much was my cousin Paolo going to pay you?
Have you no principles?
Do what you have to do. And do it now.
How do you feel now? Better?
What can we do with you?
You can't do anything. And you know it.
If I don't get the money tomorrow, I'll make a call.
You've seen how easy it is to kill a man.
If those papers ever see the light of day,
I'll kill you.
Angela.
You can come back now.
Come back.
Come back, Angela. Don't leave me alone.
Angela.
Good morning. Mr. Modesto Pardo?
Come on, we can't talk here.
It's as if you were expecting me.
-I imagined they'd send someone. -You know who I am?
The main shareholder of a newspaper, or chairman of a media giant,
or president of some bank...
The trail always leads to a bank.
-Tell me, who are you? -Just another pawn, like you.
But I wanted to speak with you personally. I wanted to meet you.
How's your wife doing?
The same. You're here to make an offer?
Well, a little chat might clarify that.
-Shall we go down to the cafeteria? -No, here's fine.
As you wish.
Apparently you offered one of our editors
some very controversial information.
Look, Mr. Pardo.
I know what happened to you.
You and your wife are suffering.
But publishing the truth isn't enough to fix the world.
Surely you know that.
What is it you want?
Justice or money?
I want the heads of all those who got rich off my daughter's death.
All of them. And I want my wife
Angela to snap out of her coma so I can love her.
And then I want to forget all of you. Can you grant me that?
I'm not God.
I'll help your wife in any way I can.
She'll receive the best medical care, at our expense.
As far as the rest,
I'm afraid we'll have to discuss it further.
If you were to entrust me with those documents, we could study them
more carefully.
Bullshit, sir.
''Julio Colon,
president of Butzman Swiss Bank in Spain,
and Marcello and Roberto Crecci,
of Kavendish Investments,
confirm, before Mayor De la Hoz, the conditions of the agreement subject
to his approval: First, reclassification
of land belonging to the ''Invest Here Project''. 4 billion.
Second,
options on the following properties up for general urban review:
A: Marina complex. 1 5 billion.
B: Shopping center. 20 billion.
C: Beach promenade. 5 billion.''
Shall I go on? Keep it, it's a copy.
I'm going to buy your paper every day.
I'd better like what I read.
I want those who killed my daughter. It's either them or all of us.
You and me included.
I'd like to ask you one question.
Where did you get this information?
Marcello Crecci has become a dangerous partner for you.
He's lost his discretion.
It's been a pleasure.
You'll be hearing from us.
EX-POLICE CHIEF AND HIS GIRLFRIEND MURDERED
BUSINESSMAN GERARDO DE LA HOZ ARRESTED
WAVE OF RESIGNATIONS
WEAK WILLS: THE TRAIL OF BLACK MONEY
SICILIAN MASSACRE ON SPANISH COAST: CRECCI FAMILY MURDERED
How are you feeling?
Fine. Better.
Is that a new shirt?
Yeah, I bought it myself. You like it?
What's going on out there?
Nothing. Same as always.
You know,
I was thinking of buying a new car.
What do you think?
I don't know.
This place must be expensive.
The insurance covers it.
What insurance?
You never even liked driving.
Well... I've changed.