Sea of Plastic (Mar de plástico)

THE FACTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED IN THIS SERIES

AS WELL AS CAMPOAMARGO ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL

Hands on the steering wheel...

and don't turn around.

What the fuck are you doing?

You're taking it personal.

To me, all's personal.

You're mistaken, for you, all's business.

I told you my boss wants to settle here.

He's made an arrangement with the Irish.

He'll bring women for the dens in the shore.

How many dens?

30 or 40.

You'd multiply your profits by ten, to begin with.

If I let you live, how can I be sure you won't screw me?

I won't, I need your fucking trucks.

Alright...

I want to meet your boss.

It's my right...

and I want you to cut ties with Pilar.

We don't need her dens if we got the Irish deal.

What are you saying, damn it?

She knows a lot, I can't just kick her out.

Dispatch her, then...

To me, it's also personal. It's either her or my trucks.

Alright.

-Come on! -Pass the ball!

-Receive the ball! -Receive it!

It's yours!

Kaled!

What are those savages doing?

-Come on, guys! -Samuel, shoot!

-Come on! -It's yours, Samuel!

Goal!

-Are we going later? -Yes.

-Look at those handsome gypsies. -Yes, they're handsome.

-Look, there she is. -Are you okay?

My heart races.

Men, come on!

Can't you go play somewhere else?

Hey!

What the fuck you think you're doing?

-You're a fucking coward! -Samuel!

-I'll kill you! -Samuel, listen to me!

-Come here! -Samuel, listen to me.

I'll smash your face, coward!

Come here!

Come here. Come on! Come here, bastard!

Lolo, come back!

-Where's Lolo? -Lolo!

Lolo!

-Lolo! -Lolo!

Samuel...

He was stabbed.

-Did you kill Samuel? -I didn't do it...

-You killed him? -I swear it wasn't me.

-He was like my brother! -I found him on the ground!

-I swear, I didn't do it! -He's alive...

He's alive!

Stop it, damn it!

I'll call an ambulance.

-Hold on! -I'll kill you, fucking gypsy!

-The Military guard's here! -I didn't do it!

I found him on the ground, I swear.

-Shut up! -We must call an ambulance.

Hurry, he's bleeding!

Call an ambulance, he's bleeding!

Won't you do something?

-You're lucky the cops arrived. -I didn't do it...

-I didn't do it, officer. -You're lucky they're here.

Come on!

As you know, the killer writes to Fernando Rueda in jail.

Yesterday, he sent the last one where it says...

his next victim is a Military guard...

probably from this station.

Listen, calm down.

We'll tighten the security measures.

When you go out, always take your partner with you.

Don't go separate ways unless it's necessary.

There's a man wounded with a knife.

It seems product of a racial rant outside the gypsy church.

I want all our cars there immediately.

I'll call my family.

-As if we were slacking... -What do we know about the blogger?

The blog's domain is foreign so we're having a hard time.

-Sergeant, you have a phone call. -Take the message.

He says he was friends with Marta Ezquerro.

Hello? I'm Héctor. Who's this?

Yes.

At least tell me your name.

Héctor! What was that?

Won't you tell me who was that?

A friend of Marta who's just returned to the country...

and heard she died.

He claims to know who might be the killer.

He wants us to meet.

-What if it's a trap? -Do you think he's the killer?

The next victim is a Military guard, what if that's you?

Pablo's right, if you meet him we should arrange a security team...

-That would scare him away. -I won't let you risk your life.

Next time he calls, put him through.

I'll try to track the call.

It fell.

Are you going to die?

That again? You've asked 5 times already.

-You won't? -Don't talk nonsense.

-Careful! -Sorry!

Heal little frog's bottom, if not today, you'll heal tomorrow.

-I won't leave you alone. -I know.

Well, come on, tell me something.

-What should I tell you? -I don't know.

-How's everything at home? -At home?

Is everything fine?

I saw Agneska the other day.

I mistook her for Paula.

I got really scared.

-I even cried. -Paula?

-Paula. -What Paula?

-The Russian. -The blonde?

-Yes, she was with Dad. -Fuck, it's not a surprise.

-He didn't do anything. -He's such a stud.

What's on your lip? Come here.

-It's nothing. -Let me see.

Gross! It's spaghetti.

I ate some and didn't clean myself.

I forgot to.

You're on the Internet.

That's not new.

They say "The Hammer Killer"...

writes to you.

-What do you mean? -They're stupid.

Where did you read that?

-In my cell phone. -Let me see.

Give me your cell phone.

-Come on, time's up. -It's too soon!

Hey, calm down.

-Sergio? -What?

I'll call you, keep your cell phone charged.

-Okay. -Don't forget it.

Alright.

Kiss your brother goodbye.

Time's up, come on.

-I love you. -I love you tons.

Well!

A king's breakfast for sure!

Be grateful I didn't spit on it.

I'LL HELP YOU ESCAPE. CRIS

Don't worry, they'll let him go until things clear up.

-What do you know? -Well...

that he chased the victim, but found him stabbed on the ground.

My brother's not a murderer, Salva.

-Lolo, are you okay? -Shit!

-Lola! -Teo.

Will you let him go? You sent my brother to the hospital!

I didn't do anything!

I didn't do anything, I'm innocent.

-Calm down! -It's alright.

You can't let him go, we demand justice.

And you'll get it, let us do our job.

Your job? You'll let him go because he's your brother.

I'll go because I'm innocent.

Enough... Enough, damn it!

-Everybody get out! -Not until justice's done.

If you don't leave, I'll get you in prison right now.

Teo, let's go, come on.

We'll only make it worse.

This is it...

This is white people's justice!

Can I go now?

-You really want to get outside? -I'm not arrested, right?

Lolo.

Lolo!

What a fucking mess.

Chief, there's been quite a show!

-The Africans came and put on... -Close the door.

What is it?

What's the victim's connection with Vlad?

Well, we know Vlad traffics with women...

Barislav was his front and Francisco was his partner.

You're right about that.

-What about Agneska? -Agneska...

Perhaps she was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Perhaps...

What's his connection with Marta?

She worked close to where he had the women locked up and...

and she might have seen something, so he killed her.

Really?

No, I don't think so.

There must be something else...

-and Marta's friend might know. -Damn it, Héctor.

That guy could be the killer and his next victim's a guard...

and it could be you.

We must listen to Pablo and arrange security measures...

in case he calls you.

Do you think Pablo's concerned about my safety?

He's afraid of what that guy might tell me.

Pablo's testimony is a lie.

Nacho told me he didn't take him to school the day Marta was killed.

Here he comes.

-Héctor. -Yes?