Code Name: Emperor (Código Emperador)

- - Shut the fuck up!

- Stop screaming, bitch! - Shut the fuck up!

Hey! What are you doing? Let her go!

Son a bitch! Get off me!

- Get her out of the car right now! -Motherfucker, mind your fucking business!

Hey!

-What are you doing?! - Fine, take her!

- We gotta go! - Drive.

Come on, let's go!

- -

- -

You okay?

- Yeah. -Yes.

-Yeah. -

Careful.

Ugh, shit.

I can patch you up.

Patch me up?

At your place?

No, my boss's.

Are you sure? I don't want to cause you any trouble.

Don't worry.

Ow!

Sorry, I didn't mean to make any noise.

It's alright. Nobody's home.

Nobody?

They're gone for the whole weekend.

Hey, so I was thinking.

-What? -Maybe you should report what happened.

That way, at least the police would come and take a look.

Just in case they decide to come back.

I can't.

I…

I don't want to lose this job.

Why would you lose your job?

My employers are special. They don't want to draw attention.

- -Did you hear that?

-What? -I heard a door.

Is anyone supposed to come in to work now?

They have a cook, but she comes in the morning.

Maybe those motherfuckers followed us?

Fuck.

I'm gonna go take a look, okay?

Stay. You stay here.

If you hear anything strange, call the police. Understand?

Yeah.

- -Hey!

- -Easy.

- Sorry. -Don't worry.

It's a false alarm, it… it was just a window in the bathroom.

-Are you okay? -

Goodbye. Take care.

By the way, I'm Álex.

Wendy.

Hey, Wendy. Uh… I'm going to give you my number.

And if you ever feel like it, I usually drive by there every day.

So maybe I, can um… can give you a ride some other Saturday.

Sure.

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So, what do we know about our little Ángel?

I have 20 more important issues and you're still stuck on this shit?

But why?

He's clean as a whistle.

He's been in the party since he was 18 and has never had any problems.

He doesn't cause trouble or draw attention.

If he's lucky, he'll be on the next ticket to fill space,

but chances are, not enough people will vote for him.

Come on, Juan. There's got to be someone who knows something.

There's always someone who knows something.

That one schoolmate who never liked you growing up.

That best friend whose life you completely ruined.

There's always someone. You know the drill as well as I do.

Well, I couldn't find anything so far.

Doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, doesn't go out with women.

A bit of porn every now and then, but that's about it.

Normal porn?

Mm-hmm.

So he's really that boring?

And his wife?

Are you asking me if she watches porn?

How are we doing?

They came back home.

Cameras are working just fine, but we don't have anything yet.

By the way, someone called.

- - Hey, Juan. I need to see you.

It's urgent. Tomorrow, eight o'clock, usual spot.

Athletic wear really suits you.

Yeah? Is it turning you on?

You already know what turns me on.

You have anything good to share with me?

That I'm fucked.

And that selling an ad page is impossible, Juan.

And digital or not, salaries need to be paid.

You're the first on my list, you know that.

Yeah…

The moment I have something good, the scoop is yours, but for right now…

"Let's clean up the trash ruining our country, Charo."

"Now that there are online publications,

company policy is not enough to cover up any kind of corruption."

"So go ahead and take the leap."

Here I am.

I took the leap and I am still in the air

waiting for you to decide to give me something serious.

Something good.

Have I ever given you information that wasn't true?

You use me to screw whoever you want in that moment.

So why are you talking to me right now?

I give you something, you verify it.

You check the information. If you think it's good, you go public.

If you don't, you tell me to go fuck myself.

It's pretty clear.

I'm such an idiot, right?

I thought you were serious. That you were sick of everything and everyone,

and that at some point you were going to step up and help me tell the truth.

The truth?

Yes, the truth, Juan.

Do you remember?

That's a lot.

The truth…

I can talk to someone and get you some ads for the paper.

You're gonna survive.

In exchange for what?

I want you to keep looking for it.

And see if you find it.

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And if you take a look here…

- - Chema.

Hey, what's happening? I can't hear shit.

Well, they may have countermeasures set up in the house.

Maybe inhibitors?

Something like that, but I think we can amplify it.

We're cleaning it now as it's recorded. You'll have three sections tomorrow.

Okay. Hurry up.

Okay.

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CHILLING IN CÁDIZ!

-Galán, what's up? - Juan.

There's a problem in the Los Altos residential area.

The police are already on their way.

Los Altos. But that falls under the precinct of…

Pozuelo.

Azcona.

Juan, you son of a bitch. It's been so long…

Yeah.

Hey, I need you to bail me out of something.

Alright. What's up?

A call from a house in Los Altos. Do you guys have it?

Yeah. I'm almost there.

I need you not to go into the house.

Have you spoken with anyone inside?

I haven't yet.

What's this about?