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Romeo saw desire as the raw material of his business.
He had seven brothels, and they all ran on the same thing.
The desire to possess unattainable women.
But to him, those women were just cogs in his machine.
Employees, subordinates.
Flesh to sample and tame.
They didn't arouse his desire.
But Coral… had a college education,
an air of sophistication.
She was an inscrutable woman shrouded in mystery.
And that ignited Romeo's lust.
And my self-esteem being so low, even a brother seemed comfortable.
I wasn't used to being appreciated, let alone desired.
So I started to play along.
Like every unattainable dream,
desire soon became obsession.
And obsession became love,
the most obsessive, uncontrollable feeling there is.
I started to wield that same power over Moisés.
He was used to a chaotic lifestyle, so I was a breath of normalcy.
That's what drove him crazy.
That and the fact I kept throwing stones at his window
the whole time I was at the club.
The complete opposite of how I treated Romeo.
She gave him what she denied Romeo.
That's how she nurtured Moisés's obsession.
I realized I could hold onto those two bastards to stay afloat.
The power of desire was the rope I'd use to climb out of the hole.
And as they sank,
I'd float.
I can't breathe.
-How much oxygen is left? -Relax.
We have at least three or four hours' worth.
Sometimes people wake up in a coffin, and they're found alive.
Some are.
Very few.
Hey! We'll make it out of here, OK?
We're tied up.
Under a concrete block.
But concrete takes ages to set, right?
That's right.
We need to get untied.
-Nothing. -Look.
He was a smoker. He must have a lighter.
There's no lighter.
Look, Coral. There's a bulge.
OK.
So gross.
Go on, Coral. Keep trying.
The devil's spawn.
They were tougher than we thought.
They injured us. They humiliated us.
One of them even sowed discord among us.
But they're dead now.
Those fucking bitches are dead now.
Dead and buried.
And the three of us are together.
As a family.
Like in the beginning. That's what matters.
We need to tell you something.
We want to leave.
Ladies, let's go.
-We have our passports. -So what?
Is your passport a gun?
-Where will we go? -Anywhere. Far from here.
Coral, Wendy, and Gina made it.
We can't leave.
Rubí! They'll go after you or your family if they can't find you.
If we all leave, they won't be able to. There are too many of us.
Coral stole the ledger. We don't owe anything.
Do you think a ledger will stop Romeo? Huh?
-Where's Bambi? -Now's our chance.
It might be our only one.
There! Hang in there!
-Done? -Yeah.
Listen up, everybody!
Tonight, the club is closed to the public.
So we can celebrate our victory thanks to your loyalty.
We've worked really fucking hard
to offer escapism, fantasy, and sex.
Hours of sacrifice, effort, and commitment to make others happy.
Now it's our turn.
We'll get loaded. To the health of those bitches
who almost killed us.
And especially
to these two gladiators.
They're leaving us, retiring from this life.
And that calls for an epic farewell party!
It won't be the same without you two.
Anyone who doesn't have ten drinks and snort ten lines is fired!
Bring out the girls! Let recess begin!
We need to get the tools out of the trunk.
All of them.
Why do you want them, Coral?
We need to get through the concrete before it hardens.
It's pretty hard already.
Gina, pass me the drill. We're going to make a fucking hole.
They're coming, girls!
Come on, girls! We're throwing a company party.
And so you can shine and be fun,
Romeo's reducing your debt by 2,000 euros.
So come on, get the fuck up.
Get dolled up, move your asses and get downstairs.
Coral gave it to me, but I haven't left. I…
I was going to give it back.
Anyone else want to give me their passport?
Thank you.
Tsunami…
Thank you very much.
Excellent work, girls.
Excellent work!
Now let's have some fun, for fuck's sake!
The drill.
You're not hookers today.
You're our girlfriends.
So I want you to be absolutely charming.
Beefcake,
shower them in champagne.
No.
Please no.
No.
What's wrong?
The battery.
Give me that. It's not totally set yet.
Come on.
Come on, you son of a bitch.
Jump!
Confetti!
Moisés!
You, get dressed. You'll catch a cold.
Start paying up, OK?
You know
that I almost buried you in concrete with those three, right?
Why?
Because you lied to me, Moisés.
You told me
that Coral was just a fuck to you.
That's not true.
Do you know how I know?
Because I know what it's like to have that harpy in here.
Inside your head.
She tricked us, Romeo.
Both of us.
How many times did you fuck her?
-How many? -What does it matter?
-I want to heal the wound. -What's the point?
Put all your cards on the fucking table!
-How many? -Five!
I refused the other times. That bitch said it was work and made me pay.
She forced you to do
what she denied me?
You and I…
you and I are much more than her.
Yes, much more.
Romeo, no slut comes between you and me.
Romeo!
-Open up. -What's this?
Medicine for your dick.
Open your mouth!
You're coming back with a bang tonight. You can bet on it.
Not even a stroke will bring your dick down.
I'm having such a fucking great time!
My dear, I have something very special for you today.
Something you're not used to.
You know you're very special to me.
Try it. It'll really do you good.
It's hawthorn berry tea.
It connects you with your emotions and opens your chakras.
I'm seeing this girl.
She's…
my boss's secretary.
Sometimes, I drive her places.
To events.
Do you like her?
I don't know.
I feel calm with her.
I'm relaxed, but…
but it can't happen.
Why not?
Because she's my boss's secretary.
He has several. They come and go. I don't get involved with them.
Maybe this one's different.
You can say that again.
She's a fucking crackpot.
She has purple hair,
and she likes drugs more than you and I combined.
And she likes Hombres G. Who the fuck likes Hombres G?
You, apparently.
Because if you like her,
you must like what she does.
Coral.
We're fucked, girls.
It's hard as fucking rock.
It is a fucking rock, you idiot.
It's concrete.
I'm getting anxious.
I need my pills.
Why did they leave the gun?
They killed this guy with it.
They got rid of the evidence.
I wouldn't mind some as well.
Gina, do you want some?
It's not ideal in your condition, but…
All right.
Drugs are good.
They make you think clearly.
We might even think of a way out.
What the fuck was that?
Gas from the corpse, I think.
Make room for me back there.
Guys, I'm off.
What?
Where the fuck are you going?
It's late. Yun's waiting for me.
Come on, stay a bit longer.
Didn't you hear Romeo? We're celebrating.
So let's drink and fuck
like there's no tomorrow!
Come the fuck on! Jesus!
No. I'm already wasted.
Otherwise, I won't sleep a wink.
Besides, I'd rather fuck at home.
This motherfucker says he'd rather fuck at home. You hear that?
Maybe he needs to fuck in the club, right?
To relax a bit, party with your buddies.
Am I right?
Come on, Christian. You guys keep the party going.
No. Don't fucking "Christian" me.
You ain't leaving.
Why don't we fuck the guy?
So he relaxes, I mean.
Hold him down! This will change his mind about saying no to a party.
Christian was the guy who wanted to change his life.
But perhaps he wasn't ready.
He was a textbook case of a kid from a dysfunctional family.
Moisés never set boundaries for him.
That's why he couldn't even tell where the joke ended and the drama began.
And that's basically the fundamental truth about prostitution.
What's fun for one person
is a pain in the ass for others.
The tranquilizers are making me feel weird.
That's not the tranquilizers.
It's the opioids.
This isn't the best place to get high.
I can't breathe.
We're running out of oxygen.
I wish we'd met earlier.
We were 6,000 miles apart.
That was the only good thing about the club.
Meeting each other.
Look at him! You left him walking like a cowboy!
Come on, don't get mad. It was just a joke.
You sodomized me, you motherfucker.
"Sodomized," he says…
What are you doing there?
Bro,
we gotta go to a country with no extradition treaty.
Ivory Coast, Namibia…
Namibia?
What would we do there with Mom?
I don't know. Anywhere, then.
The thing is, if they start digging around and the police link us to a body,
we'll never get away with it.
You get what I mean, right?
Let's just live life, bro.
Live life?
-Yeah, we have money. -Live life?
We can start a business, work during the day,
sleep at night.
Something we've never done, you know?
And that's it. Like normal people.
The hard part will be leaving the past behind.
Giving up bad habits.
I can give them up whenever I want.
Would you?
Yes.
Get home by 10:00 p.m.
Go out for dinner and to the movies.
Get a girlfriend…
One that says no.
-That'll be a bitch. -No.
It won't be.
Gentlemen!
My penis is back!
See?
Anyone can change their life, bro.
Anyone?
Anyone.
It's nice to think anyone can change their life.
For a better one.
The life we always thought we'd like.
Where we're prettier, more balanced, happier…
The three of us were in Wendy's vision, like three lifelong friends.
We went on a trip, and every stop was a wonderful place.
We should have killed them.
Subtitle translation by: Tom Sullivan