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Come in.
Hi.
Hi, dear.
May I speak with you?
Come in.
Is something wrong, honey?
I wanted to tell you something.
I think that...
Escobar shot Tomas with the intention to kill him.
Darling, it was in self-defense.
Tomas was carrying a gun.
Grandpa, I swear Tomas had no intention to shoot.
When he saw Escobar...
he did nothing to protect himself, like if he trusted her.
Dad, Escobar shot him at will.
And then she was going to finish him off.
Uh... Sarita, she got near him to disarm him.
That's the protocol.
Officer Escobar has an impeccable reputation.
And if she's to be accused of something, it'd be of being overzealous.
But I saw it. I swear.
Honey,
you were very nervous.
And in moments of tension,
we see things that are not there.
I knew you wouldn't believe me.
But that's how it happened.
Sara.
She found out about Lucas and Escobar, didn't she?
And at her age, it's normal to be jealous.
Your father has an irreversible quadriplegia.
The bullet damaged his spinal cord.
But he's alive, Lucas.
He's alive.
And as long as he's alive, there's hope.
Look at Superman.
- Your father could... - That guy's not my father!
My father died ten years ago in a swamp.
I came to tell you something.
You'd have to be a real son of a *** to let your son think you've been dead for ten years.
You know what it's like getting in a patrol car and remembering you every day?
Every day.
And wanting to be just like you?
Look at the bright side,
now I won't be able to run away.
And don't worry about me, son.
I love breakfast in bed.
What the hell's wrong with you?
What the ***'s wrong with you?
You're a piece of ***.
A piece of *** as a cop, as a friend,
and a piece of *** as a father.
No, Lucas.
Don't make a mistake.
I've been a piece of *** in everything,
but not as father.
I'm done listening to your nonsense.
Has it ever crossed your mind to do anything illegal?
No.
When you were young...
you came home with a toy gun you had stolen from a kid because you liked it.
I remember.
I could have told you that it didn't matter.
But I didn't.
And you spent all night crying.
The next day, I took you to apologize to the boy and to return his gun.
You think that makes you a better person?
You really think so?
Don't *** with me.
I'm the biggest *** there is, Lucas.
But I tried to be a good father.
Every day,
I tried educating you so wouldn't grow up to be someone like me.
And I think I succeeded.
Look at you.
You're a good kid.
Although, good kids don't get involved with their best friend's daughter.
Good afternoon.
I'm going to open up the blinds because it's a beautiful day out.
And this place...
looks like Count Dracula's home.
Aren't you going to ask me why I'm here?
I don't care why you're here.
I care that you are.
Those keys...
are yours.
Mine?
Of a house you have in El Hierro.
Maybe someday you'd like go.
If not, you can throw them away in a sewer.
Hello. How are you?
Hi.
Let's have some lunch.
You'll see how good it'll do you.
Uh...
I'll give him his lunch.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Okay, then I'll come back in a bit.
I think we'll skip the noodles and go straight to the roast beef, okay?
Hold on.
All done.
I want you to disconnect me from the respirator.
What?
Disconnect me.
I'm only asking for what you'd want for yourself.
Or would rather
live stinking to your own *** because no one's come to change your diaper?
I can't spend the rest of my life anchored to a bed, Lucas.
I won't be able to stand it.
Help me end this.
Help me die.
Please.
I want to ask you some questions.
Really?
What questions?
What's happened with Deputy Inspector Lucas?
Is it true that you two are over?
Yeah, it's over.
First he was my uncle,
then I fell madly in love with him,
we broke up,
he went back to being my uncle,
and now he's with someone else.
And I suppose we're only friends.
I'm sorry, Lucas.
Really.
You have no idea how sorry I am.
Don't worry about it.
You did what you had to do.
Well, at least he's alive.
And...
he can feel and talk to you.
Perhaps this is your moment, right?
Perhaps.
Well, what the hell! Perhaps.
Definitely, right?
Maybe this happened for a reason.
And now this ***'s stuck with me whether he likes it or not, right?
Maybe I'll take a trip with him to Hierro.
- To Hierro? - To Hierro...
- What Hierro? - To Hierro island.
He says he has a house there and wants to show it to me.
Oh!
So...
what else has he told you? Has he said anything about...
No.
He hasn't said anything. He's a complete mess right now.
But tomorrow I'll be up at seven finding out how I can take care of him.
Are you staying over tonight?
No, I can't.
I work tonight.
But...
I promise to make it up to you tomorrow, okay?
Bye.
Lucas.
I have to tell you something.
It's a bit tough, okay?
But please hear me out.
It's about your girlfriend.
I think that girl's not what she seems.
And what does she seem like?
I saw her shoot your father
and I don't think it was in self-defense. She shot him point-blank.
Sara.
Sara.
Sara, please. What are you saying?
Look honey, I...
I understand that...
that it's hard for you to see us together…
- It's not about that. - Alright, let me speak.
I know it's hard right now,
but I'm rebuilding my life.
Hmm?
And you have to understand. You have to make an effort, okay?
An effort?
You have to make an effort every day to be able to kiss her and pretend to like her.
What little number are you gonna pull on me now?
Are you gonna act like a jealous girl? Or are you going to fake an *** behind the door?
No, I'm not going to do anything.
Because we're over.
Goodbye, Tomas.