Silent Cargo (Operación Marea Negra)

Amazon River

Can I have some water?

We're almost there.

I'm dying of thirst.

Don't die on us, dummy, or we'll be killed too.

Give him some water.

You can take off the blindfolds now.

You want some water too?

Me? - Of course you, idiot.

Don't choke on us, man. All right, take it easy.

My name is Silvio. - I'm Nando.

But everyone calls me Angelito. - I'm Sergio.

Of course it's you, asshole.

Can you imagine if we brought in a DEA agent, or a banker?

João would kill us, he would beat us senseless.

Operation Black Tide

Porto. Maritime Analysis And Operations Center

Welcome to the new facilities. How are you doing?

Cool. - Cool.

We cross referenced Tavares' numbers with the calls he made in recent weeks.

The day he traveled to Manaus he called a prepaid phone several times.

We traced the calls and discovered that Tavares' caller

was in a villa whose owner is Gema Valdes.

She is 33 years old, studies business, speaks three languages

and is the only daughter of...

Octavio Valdes, alias Scrap Man.

Although we have not been able to gather evidence against him,

we know that he is one of the mob kingpins

of the Arousa estuary.

And you think Tavares was going to Brazil to find a sub for this Valdes guy.

Tavares was a boat pilot who knew the Galician coast perfectly well.

And according to the DEA, Narco-submarines are manufactured

in that area of the Amazon, so...one plus one.

But why did he back out at the last minute?

Well, I don't know.

But if he didn't travel...

They must have sent someone else, of course.

Bingo! Data Analysis has reviewed the names

of the passengers who traveled to Manaus

in the last weeks from Madrid and Lisbon: Fernando Barreira Valdés.

Is he related to...?

Nephew and cousin respectively. And he traveled without a return ticket.

One plus one...

Gentlemen, we have arrived.

Come on.

Good morning, welcome.

My Spanish is not good, sorry.

But you are Galician, I am sure you speak Portuguese very well.

And you understand it too. My pleasure, João.

Nando, nice to meet you. - Sergio, a pleasure.

Pleased to meet you. - He's Portuguese.

Yes, Sergio.

Portuguese, Galician and Brazilian. We're all brothers.

And Colombians. - And Colombians, obviously.

I want to apologize for the way you were brought here.

It's okay.

Well...about the luggage, don't worry. I've already figured it out.

The trip is going to be long and you're going to need your clothes.

Very well. When do we leave?

Relax.

Don't be impatient. I'm still working out some issues with Che.

Che, that's his name.

That's what I called him, "Che".

Che, man. Don't you know who Che is?

Che...come with me.

The boat. - Yes, yes...

It's hidden in the trees because of the gringo police.

The helicopters...there's always some son of a bitch

from the DEA who wants to get a medal.

Impressive.

Meet Che.

It's made of fiberglass, resin and wood.

20 meters long and 7 centimeters thick.

Nine months of hard work.

Hard work.

A marvel, don't you think?

It's alright.

Walder...please, I want you to meet the Galicians.

Yes, sir.

This is Walder. He'll tell you all of Che's secrets.

Pleased to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

A pleasure.

And what speed does Che reach?

Eight knots average speed.

That's 4,000 miles of Atlantic Ocean.

It should take you about three weeks.

Three weeks?

My friend...

I know three weeks can seem like an eternity in there.

But trust me. Don't think about that.

Think about the money you're going to make, which is a lot.

Time to rest. Take them with you.

Come with me, I'll show you where you're going to stay.

Walder. - Sir.

I need everything ready and error-free.

Rest assured, everything will be ready tomorrow, sir.

This is where you'll be staying.

The presidential suite.

I left your things there and you have two machetes here.

In case a snake, a spider, anything slithers inside.

Okay?

Don't worry, it's easier to die in a shootout with the militia

than from a bug here.

Relax. It's all good.

It's all good.

It's all good.

Thanks.

What the fuck did we get ourselves into, man?

Will you keep it down?

How the hell are we going to cross the ocean in that pile of junk?

Lower your fucking voice. And calm down.

You're telling me to calm down? - I'm telling you to calm down.

Nando, you've sailed as long as I have.

You know perfectly well what it's like to get into a storm

or have a breakdown in the middle of the sea.

Do you think that that piece of shit is going to make 6,000 kilometers?

We are going to make it happen. We are.

It's a homemade submarine made of fiberglass and resin,

for fuck's sake! Can't you see that?

It's a coffin.

It's a fucking floating coffin.

Let's get out of here.

Let's get out of here, brother.

Where the fuck do you want to go?

We're in the middle of the fucking jungle.

There are armed people out there.

We'll escape at dawn. There must be a town nearby.

We call a cab, go to Manaus.

And from Manaus back on home, that's it. Right?

Sergio, we can't go back home.

If we don't do this job we can never go back, do you understand?

Hey...we're going to fucking make it.

We're fucking awesome! Are we not?

We're fucking awesome! Are we not?

Yes...

Let's do it then, damn. - Let's do it.

Contract Of Sale

Yes?

Grandpa, it's me.

Nando, where are you? I've been calling you for days.

It's alright, I'm out of the country. A sudden work issue

and I didn't have time to let you know.

Hey, are you okay?

Yes, all good. Everything's fine. No, it's just that...

I'm going to be out of reception and I may not call you for a few weeks,

so don't worry.

Listen...as soon as I get back we'll go fishing,

I'm looking forward to it.

Yeah...

Grandpa, I have to hang up.

Take care of yourself.

He's a former Spanish amateur middleweight champion.

He has a sailing license. His only property is a heavy bike

and he has no apparent relationship with drug trafficking.

Except for traveling to Manaus with a friend from the Valdes clan,

of which he is a close relative.

Yes...except for that, yeah.

What's the problem?

I don't know, there's something odd in all of this.

Valdés has a reputation for caution. And he sends a relative to Brazil?

He may have had no other choice.

Tavares failed and they had to find someone else fast,

so as not to lose the cargo. That's worth millions of euros.

That's it.

Good afternoon! - Good afternoon!

I don't know what you're selling, but whatever it is, I won't buy it.

And if you are Jehovah's people, find someplace else to talk to God.

We're not Jehovah's Witnesses and we're not here to sell anything.

We simply wanted to ask you a few questions.

What's wrong? Is it Nando? What kind of trouble is he in?

We know that you received a call from Brazil.

It was him, wasn't it?

Is Nando in Brazil?

Didn't he tell you?

What's she saying? - If it was him.

Well...he told me he was away on business,

but...he didn't say anything else.

He wouldn't happen to tell you then when he's coming back either.

Nando is a man of few words.

Look...we're convinced that your grandson

is involved in drug trafficking. Something serious.

You may be able to help him.

You know what? Nando is an adult.

If he's got into any trouble, let him deal with it on his own.

Goodbye.

Gentlemen, the boss is preparing a welcome meal for you.

For you to taste.

Are you rested?

Yes.

Well..."Picadinho", do you know it?

It's a very tasty meat.

Please try it.

Taste it.

It's good.

What is it?

Alligator meat. Here in the Amazon we have alligators.

Crocodile.

No, alligator.

Alligator. - Alligator.

Angelito, a drink for the guests, please.