4x15: In which the potential for naked Pepa breaks Silvia and Curtis' brains…
Recap by Misty Flores
Previously on LHDP: Silvia's happy denial about her feelings for Pepa hit a brick wall when she, Lola and Rita headed to a gay bar with Pepa to celebrate a bachelorette party. As Pepa was kissed, fondled and given a lapdance, an obsessively watching Silvia was overwhelmed with jealousy and abruptly left the party. Pepa was left to wonder if Silvia was jealous or homophobic.
Meanwhile. Paco's repeated mistakes nearly cost him his badge, but when DL and the rest of the team gave up their badges in protest, he was spared. For now, at least.
Meanwhile, Aitor finally received a call from Carlotta, Lucas' captive sister, who broke up with him for his own good. What he does not know is that Carlotta is actually being held prisoner by the Kaiser and being used to control Lucas. After the gang tried to have Aitor killed, Lucas and Sarah orchestrated the video call to keep Aitor out of the gang's cross-hairs.
EPISODE 4x15 Part 1: In which the potential for naked Pepa breaks Silvia and Curtis' brains…
It's Sara's turn for an opening monologue, and she discusses fear. As she flashes over scenes to come from the episode, we get a shot of Silvia, with Pepa embracing her, dancing in the interrogation room.
SARA (VO): There's also the fear of what we don't want to feel. What we don't want to see. Of the unknown.
She drifts on, moving through scenes, and we finally end on a scene of Sara lit up on a stage, dressed in a black wig, and not much else.
SARA: I'm not scared any more.
SCENE: PACO'S KITCHEN
The Miranda family gets ready for dinner. As Sara settles at the kitchen table, Pepa slices off some ham at the counter. Lola, excited about her drawings, attempts to show Paco her various pictures.
Sara lovingly jokes to her mother not to bother, because her father knows nothing about art.
PACO: Neither does your mom! Sweetie, she only took this painting class to make friends! Right?
Lola is offended by that. Sara's phone beeps.
LOLA: Well, yes, I joined to make friends, but it's invoked in me a passion! And passions need to be shared in a marriage, don't they Pacito?
He shrinks.
PACO: Right. Sure, sure. Of course.
Meanwhile, Sara checks her phone, and after reading a text message that is almost certainly from Lucas, smiles giddily. Pepa notices, and sneaks over.
PEPA: Who is it?
Caught, Sara snaps the phone closed.
PEPA: What's the smile about?
SARA: God, you're so nosy!
PEPA: You've got a boyfriend, don't you! Give it to me!
She begins to reach for the phone, but laughing, Sara keeps it away. They start to wrestle for it.
SARA: NO! NO! Don't be such a gossip! I'm not going to show you!
PEPA: Give it!
SARA: NO! Man!
She darts for the door, looking for an escape.
SARA: Look! I'm going to take out the trash.
LOLA: Well come back soon, because your grandfather's coming to dinner.
SARA: Okay.
She opens the door and mockingly glares at Pepa.
SARA: Nosy!
Pepa lunges and Sara slams the door.
LATER
While Pepa keeps shaving off slices of ham, Paco and Lola are still trying to bond over her sudden love of art.
PACO: My love, I would love to share this with you, but I don't know how to draw!
Listening in, Pepa takes a sip of water.
LOLA: But I'm not asking you to draw anything, Pacito! The only thing I'm asking is for you to pose for me! To be a model for a drawing ... au natural!
Pepa CHOKES on her water, spewing water out of her mouth.
PACO: Lola, for the love of God, honey with my nerves, I can barely stand up, much less pose! No, my love, no!
Grinning madly, Pepa wipes the water off her chin.
PACO: Why don't you draw some flowers? Huh? They're a lot more natural than I am.
Lola is not happy.
LOLA: Do you know how long it's been since we've done something together? Since you took me for a ride in your new car.
PACO: What new car?
LOLA: The one you bought five years ago! The only thing we do together is watch football Sunday afternoon! I've gone twenty years without one damn hobby, Paco!
She slumps down at the kitchen table, sulking. Paco blinks, overwhelmed.
Pepa catches Paco's eye, silently warning him to give in. Exhaling, he does.
PACO: You've got a point, honey.
Lola stares at him, surprised at the quick turn about. She tosses a suspicious glance back to Pepa, the true Don Juan in the room, but Pepa quickly pretends to be engrossed in her ham slicing.
PACO: Tomorrow, you've got your model. Here is Paco Miranda Au Natural!
Pepa grins madly.
PACO: The whole shebang! Your natural model! Really, my love.
He leans down and tenderly gives Lola a kiss.
PACO: I'm going to find the child, who knows where the hell she's gone to throw out the trash.
As he leaves, Pepa , the gossip, scrambles to sit beside Lola.
PEPA: Just one thing, Lola.
LOLA: What?
PEPA: I don't think Paco realizes that a natural drawing means… not having any clothes on!
Lola smirks.
LOLA: Of course not!
Pepa and Lola crack up.
SCENE: THE BRIEFING ROOM: THE NEXT MORNING
As the group comes together for the morning briefing, Silvia waits at front, gathering her files.
Sara glances up to see Aitor out of uniform and sulking in an IRONMAN shirt. She goes to cheer him up, and he tells her he has decided he's going to be just like the Ironman, and not feel a thing.
He mentions he was going to see the movie with Carlotta that weekend, but obviously that's not happening.
Sara offers to go with him instead, and tenderly chucks his chin.
Curtis and Quique listen to the conversation.
QUIQUE: Well, I'll go too. I like special effects. Coming, Curtis?
Pepa opens the door, the last to join. Curtis jolts up happily.
PEPA: Sorry.
Silvia, wearing a shy smile, sneaks behind Pepa to needlessly close a door Pepa has already closed, as Pepa greets Rita and waves to Montoya, while she heads for a chair. Curtis watches appreciatively.
CURTIS: I don't need to go to the movies to see special effects, Quique.
He smiles hungrily in Pepa's direction as Pepa flashes a smile, looking obliviously gorgeous. Quique, gay and immune to the hotness that is Pepa, rolls his eyes.
Montoya and Silvia begin the meeting, and on the projection screen, pictures of scantily clad girls pose sexily.
AITOR: Where there's a peroxide blonde, there's a hooker.
The group giggles.
POVEDILLA: Hey, don't be a jerk! Have some respect! These young ladies are professional dancers!
QUIQUE: Totally, Povedilla. It really is a talent to open a bottle of beer with your butt-cheeks.
The crowd erupts in laughter, but none louder than Pepa.
Silvia is not amused.
SILVIA: Gentlemen! GENTLEMEN!
She catches sight of Pepa still laughing, and gets even more pissed off. She glares at her pointedly.
SILVIA: And Ladies.
Pepa stops laughing immediately, but still smiles mischievously at Silvia. Silvia glares again.
SILVIA: These girls are between 16 and 18 years old, and they work as hostesses and dancers at Flashdance, an exotic dancehall.
MONTOYA: Their paper work checks out, but we've gotten a tip.
Silvia now begins her habit (seriously, you watch this scene enough, you catch it) of watching Pepa not so subtly. She keeps her attention trained on her, but Pepa listens intently to Montoya.
MONTOYA: It looks like a few of them prostitute themselves and film the events with hidden cameras to later extort the clients.
SILVIA: We're talking about professionals, aristocrats, judges… high profile men who would prefer to pay rather than go to the police and admit they've slept with a minor. And we don't have proof, or a warrant or anything.
MONTOYA: So, guys, I don't have to tell you that discretion is of the upmost importance.
Rita raises her hand.
RITA: Inspector! I have a request. I'd like to go undercover at the club!
Montoya and Silvia blink, Povedilla stares, and Aitor, Curtis and Quique laugh in disbelief.
AITOR: Right, sure!
MEANWHILE
In a private meeting with DL, Mariano and Paco, Lucas gets some bad news. He's being taken off the Kaiser case AND he's pending an investigation from Interpol due to his lack of progress on the Kaiser case. He storms out of the meeting.
IN THE BRIEFING ROOM
Through the window, Sara notices Lucas extremely upset. She frowns, watching him, as the team continues to argue with Rita.
AITOR: Rita, this is just an opinion, okay? But you're not fifteen anymore. You're not exactly a kid!
RITA: But I could go in as a prostitute, for example!
Povedilla leans in, concerned. Rita reassures him it's just a cover.
CURTIS: Rita, you've seen the merchandise. The people that go to this club are the elite of the elite!
QUIQUE: And what, they wouldn't like her? You don't take no for an answer, Rita. You've got the ass to work the day shift on Sunday!
Povedilla can't take anymore, and stands up.
POVEDILLA: Hey, Quique! QUIQUE! QUIQUE! Shut up! Rita has a great ass! And she'd be a great whore!
Everyone stares at him.
POVEDILLA: …. Pretend. Pretend. Not in real life or anything.
Povedilla sits back down, and Silvia resumes her favorite activity: trying not to stare at Pepa and failing miserably.
RITA: Inspector?
MONTOYA: Yes?
RITA: Please, let me do it. Ever since I've had the baby, I haven't done anything. And I didn't become a cop to do desk work.
MONTOYA: I understand, Rita, but I can't do anything. This case has been assigned to Inspector Miranda, whose already familiar with the case, so you can ask him when you see him, okay? And you can tell him he has a new agent in his team.
He motions to Sara, who is busy staring out the window at Lucas.
SILVIA: One quick announcement, Gonzalo. Sara. Sara!
Sara finally looks up.
SILVIA: As of today, you're been assigned to Miranda's unit.
She smiles. The group erupts in cheers, delighted for Sara to be placed in her father's unit. Pepa offers a wolf whistle. But as Sara receives congratulatory hugs and handshakes, she finds herself distracted by Lucas and the knowledge that something is obviously very wrong.
MEANWHILE
Paco and Mariano are devastated to learn that Lucas is now subject to a probe from Interpol. They decide that they will not rest until they can solve the Kaiser case and clear his name. Bad news for Paco, though: he has another case he's forgotten about.
Paco's team (plus Pepa), all descend on him on the staircase. Sara gives him the happy news that she's on his team, Rita presses him to let her go undercover, and Paco receives a phone call from Lola, reminding him that he needs to come and pose for her.
Overwhelmed, Paco begins to delegate.
He tells Rita to go undercover as the whore, and tells Curtis to head up the assignment. He also announces that Lucas is under investigation. Sara's smile drops.
One last delegation for Paco: he sends Povedilla in his place to Lola.
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LATER
Sara finds a devastated Lucas in the shower. She climbs in with him, but before she can comfort him, Montoya and DL come in.
To their horror, Lucas and Sara listen in as DL tells Montoya that Paco better not fuck up the stripper assignment. If he does, he's going to get an Internal Affairs Investigation of his own.
AND
Povedilla shows up on Lola's doorstep. Lola is furious to realize Paco has skipped out on his duty, and aims to call him, but Povedilla convinces her to let him do the job.
Povedilla strips as Lola gets ready, and when he finally goes 'au natural', Lola realizes there is a LOT more to Povedilla than she originally thought.
IN THE LOCKER ROOM
Later, Sara hangs up with Lucas, and smiles giddily.
But Pepa, the nosy aunt, has just come in, and notices the wide smile.
With a knowing grin, she saunters over to Sara and takes a seat beside her.
PEPA: Are you seriously going to have the gall to try to deny the fact that you're seeing someone?
SARA: I'm not!
Pepa eyes her.
PEPA [whines]: Tell me…
SARA: I'm not!
Pepa loses patience.
PEPA: Give me that cellphone!
SARA: I'm not giving you the cellphone, are you nuts?
PEPA: I'm you're aunt!
They start to wrestle again, laughing.
SARA: NO!
Silvia opens the door, startled to find the intimate moment. Caught, both woman stare at her.
SARA: hi.
SILVIA: … Hi.
Pepa laughs, and goes back to begging Sara to let her see the cellphone. Giggling, Sara refuses.
Silvia watches, feeling left out.
The silly moment is stalled when Rita comes in behind them, dressed up and with mascara streaked with tears. She sits down for a good sulk on the bench.
Curtis, Aitor and Quique follow her in, obviously in a snit.
CURTIS: Rita, I told you, woman that you do not look like a whore! [mutters] No, not a whore or even the cleaning lady! Didn't you realize that the cream of the cop go there? Now the hell are we going to do? What the fuck do we do?
SILVIA: Rita, what happened?
AITOR: She went to try to go undercover at Flashdance and she didn't even pass the audition, right Rita?
RITA: No, I didn't pass the audition, but no one would have passed the dumb audition because it's harder than the casting of FAME! I tried to do a cartwheel and I couldn't even do that!
She dissolves into tears. Pepa tries to comfort her.
SILVIA: And Paco?
The team hesitates.
SARA: With Lucas. Interpol's after him and he's giving him a hand. Silvia, we have to help him.
She thinks about it.
SARA: I'll go undercover.
CURTIS; Like hell you will. Sweetie, if I let you go undercover as a prostitute your dad will cut my balls off.
SILVIA: Sara, are you nuts? You don't even have a badge yet! What do you want, for Internal Affairs to come after us?
SARA: If I don't, they're going to come after my dad, Silvia!
The news startles everyone. Pepa frowns, thinking this through.
SARA: I heard my granddad say it. He doesn't know. His future is in our hands, Curtis!
Pepa launches up, and slings a comforting arm around her niece.
PEPA: We're going to do this. Sara's the only one who can pass as a minor. So she goes in as the bait, and I'll go in with her. As a dancer, as a hooker, or whatever they need.
Sara grins. Curtis loses all motor function as Pepa grins and the blood descends from his brain further south.
He's already picturing her naked.
CURTIS: Great, great great. In that case, that changes everything.
Quique blinks.
QUIQUE: What the hell does that change?!
CURTIS [eyes on Pepa]: Everything, Quique. Everything.
Quique frowns, not pleased.
Pepa now glances back to the superior in the room: Silvia. However, Silvia's blood has also apparently descended south, because she offers a surprisingly quick agreement.
SILVIA: Okay, well then I'll go too.
She joins Pepa and Sara.
SILVIA: If Sara has to go undercover, then let it be with her two aunts.
SARA: But not one word to my dad, Silvia.
She smiles and nods agreeably.
CURTIS: Awesome. Then the three of you go to casting.
They head out. Curtis begins barking orders to Quique and Aitor, as Rita watches, left behind.
INTERROGATION ROOM
*TRANSCRIBER'S EDIT - there's an extended version of this included here that was originally cut from air, but it was so damn hot, that I included it anyway. Go for it.
Silvia looks over some files as Pepa stands in the doorway, watching her. After a moment, Pepa knocks, announcing her presence.
PEPA: What, Silvia? Ready to head over to 'Flashdance'?
SILVIA: I don't think I'll ever be prepared to have guys stick bills in my underwear in my life.
PEPA: Oh, come on.
SILVIA: No, it's just that I sucked at the audition. I've embarrassed myself.
*START EXTENDED SCENE : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i88Zcc0YS4Y
PEPA: I don't believe you.
SILVIA: I'm serious! I can't dance! Unless they want me to … just kinda flail around!
Pepa smiles and comes forward.
PEPA: I think, Silvia, that you haven't seen yourself in the mirror lately, have you?
At the intensity of Pepa's gaze, Silvia's smile stalls. Pepa steps back.
PEPA: Come here.
Afraid of what will happen if she does, Silvia stays put. Pepa laughs at her paranoia.
PEPA: Silvia, come here!
With a nervous, shy smile, Silvia inches forward, eyeing Pepa expectantly.
Pepa unceremoniously grabs hold of the folder in Silvia's hands and tosses it on the table, away from them.
PEPA: Pick it up.
Silvia blinks, and stares at Pepa to make sure that's what she wants.
PEPA: Pick it up!
Disappointed and feeling silly about it, she turns to go get the file. Pepa stops her, however, with a hand on her elbow.
PEPA: Ssst. I'm going to show you something.
She palms Silvia's hips and presses up behind her, walking her gently toward the table.
Silvia's stopped breathing.
PEPA: Pick it up, but without moving from here.
Silvia's eyes are wide, and she finds herself overwhelmed as Pepa leans her over the table, and smoothes her arm over Silvia's, caressing her.
As Pepa presses her palm on the small of Silvia's back, Silvia's breath catches. She's ridiculously turned on the feel of Pepa against her and touching her, and shocked as hell about it.
PEPA: You see how you moved?
She lets go and steps back.
PEPA: You can move even when you're picking up a fucking file, Silvia.
Silvia could care less. She jolts up and turns around.
*END EXTENDED SCENE
SILVIA: Dance with me.
Their eyes connect. Pepa smiles, and steps forward.
Silvia panics, inhaling sharply and scrambling back. Before Pepa can get any closer and dismantle her completely-
SILVIA: I meant SHOW me the steps. For the mission. If I make it, right?
Pepa's smile doesn't falter.
PEPA: Okay. I'll go get the music. Don't move.
She heads out.
Weak-kneed, Silvia finally exhales, clutching the edge of the table top as she tries to recover from her overwhelming attack of her hormones.
She grins, unable to stop the giddiness of what's overtaking her.
MEANWHILE
Don Lorenzo, Lucas and Paco show up at the Paco's house, with a spreadsheet, as Paco is determined to solve the Kaiser case and get Lucas in the clear.
They find themselves flabbergasted when they discover Povedilla naked in his livingroom. Before Paco can give himself a fit, Lola barks at him to shut up. This is his fault, because he sent Povedilla to do a job he promised to do.
She orders them to sit down while she draws.
Chastized, they sit down. Everyone is unable to look away from the size of Povedilla's wang.
BACK IN THE INTERROGATION ROOM
Pepa presses play and a sultry song starts to play. She walks slowly toward Silvia.
Silvia, for her part, looks like the cat who ate the canary, as she giddily waits in front of the oneway mirror for Pepa to come up behind her.
Pepa embraces her from behind, and slowly they start to move seductively to the song. Pepa begins to move Silvia's hands, showing her the steps, and Silvia follows gamely, clearly more interested in Pepa's hands on her than in learning the steps.
The dance is sexy as hell.
Curtis and Montoya, watching from the other side of the one-way mirror, clearly agree. They're two seconds away from needing a drool napkin as they watch Pepa and Silvia move sensuously together.
They start talking, but don't take their eyes off the women.
MONTOYA: So Paco isn't on the case?
CURTIS: 24 hours on personal business, but…
He pauses as Pepa twirls Silvia out, and reels her back in, nuzzling into Silvia's hair.
CURTIS: In the meantime he's left me in charge of the operation.
Overtaken, Silvia's eyes close helplessly as Pepa digs her face into her neck.
MONTOYA: Well if you want, I'll give you a hand.
Pepa releases Silvia and they dip down together, staring intensely into each other's faces.
Montoya gulps.
MONTOYA: I mean, I'll go with you. To help you. You'll still be in charge, okay?
Curtis blinks, and the two men finally look at each other. Montoya gets a call and heads out to take it.
As he leaves, Rita, Aitor and Quique enter the interrogation room.
AITOR: Curtis.
CURTIS: What's going on?
Silvia and Pepa continue to dance in the other room.
AITOR: We've all discussed it, and the best thing to do is just to abort the mission, okay? Seriously, enough is enough.
RITA: Curtis, I've been to that place, and I'm telling you that's no place for Sara, the girl.
QUIQUE: Not for Sara, and not for us. That place is a place for posh people, and we are not posh and we sure as hell don't look like it.
CURTIS: What the hell is your problem? I guarantee you that nothing is going to happen to Sarita. We're all going to go to that place and we're going to infiltrate it. The lady Inspectors as exotic dancers, and the rest of us as patrons.
But Quique has a chip on his shoulder, and he's over it.
QUIQUE: A patron!? Look at yourself, Curtis, you look like a pimp! The people that go to that place are ELITE, and we don't pass for elite or even mediocre! And I'm not even going to get started on those two!
He nods to the dancing inspectors.
CURTIS: What about them!? What about them? Fuck, Quique they dance…
He stops to admire them.
CURTIS: They dance really well, Quique! They look like professional dancers!
QUIQUE: And what do you look like?! I'll tell you what you look like. You look like the guy who hangs out at the entrances of a sex shop! And what matters here is Paco's reputation - he's gonna get fucked over!
AITOR: Curtis, Curtis - hey - hey. We are the joke of the damn precinct. And everytime we fuck up, we make it worse. I'm serious, it's done. That's enough.
RITA: I don't think we can do this to Paco. The best thing to do is just to tell Sara that we're cancelling the operation and that's that!
But Sara bursts in the room, jolting past them and into the interrogation room.
She interrupts the dancing Inspectors, and she's got a jubilant smile on her face.
SARA: They've PICKED US! All three of us!
Curtis blinks, happily thrilled. Rita sighs in frustration.
Silvia and Pepa squeal and Silvia JUMPS into Pepa's arms for an intimate embrace.
SARA: Come on, let's go!
They go into the other room, where Curtis puffs up with pride. Pepa squeezes Sara happily. Silvia looks like she'd rather be the one being squeezed.
CURTIS: Okay, heads up. Gentlemen, the operation is a go. Quique, Aitor, to the mobile unit. I want every one of those damn cameras from that place tapped into. Ladies, you've got four hours to learn that choreography.
Pepa salutes smartly.
CURTIS: Rita, go get us some black suits. But the good ones, okay?
Montoya walks in.
MONTOYA: Curtis, I talked to Central. I got you a Mercedes for the operation. Sounds good, right?
Curtis grins. Everything's coming together awesomely.
CURTIS: Oh, one more thing. I want Sara, Silvia and Pepa wired the whole time. In case they come across a potential client.
Pepa clears her throat.
PEPA: Curtis, and where do you plan on putting the microphone? I'm just saying, at the end of our number, I don't think we're going to have a lot of clothes on.
Montoya and Curtis stare at each other and gulp.
MEANWHILE
Paco can't take Povedilla's big dick anymore. He freaks out, and kicks him out, and demands to take his place. Lola immediately makes him strip.
DL, unable to take the shenanigans, leaves, and Lucas struggles to concentrate on the case as Paco, now nude and standing for Lola, directs him to write things on the board so they can figure out the case.
Lucas takes a look at the in progress picture, and points out to Lola that with Paco's picture is out of proportion (cause Paco's dick is not nearly as huge as Povedilla's). Lola replies that she has to use parts of Povedilla because she's strapped for time. Paco takes exception and they all erupt in shouting.
This is what Silvia walks into.
She gets an eyeful of Paco Au Natural.
PACO: GOD, SILVIA!
He grabs a towel and covers up. Silvia blinks.
SILVIA: Are you becoming a nudist?
LUCAS: Yes! That's exactly it.
PACO: What?
LOLA: No! No, no! I'm drawing him!
Silvia just shrugs. She's got more important things on her mind anyhow.
SILVIA: Ah. Hey, Lola, can I talk to you for a minute?
LOLA: Yes, of course you can, yes. [to Paco] Don't move, or I'll lose the point of reference, okay?
Paco immediately jerks back to position.
PACO: Yes.
Silvia and Lola go into the kitchen and settle at the table.
Silvia looks like she's going to confession.
LOLA: Tell me.
SILVIA: Sit down.
Lola hesitates, but does so. Silvia takes a deep breath.
SILVIA: Promise me, that you won't judge me and that you'll listen to what I have to say.
LOLA: Mmhmm.
SILVIA: I have a problem.
LOLA: Tell me sis, what problem do you have?
Silvia once again struggles.
SILVIA: I think I'm flirting.
LOLA: … okay. And what's the problem?
SILVIA: … I think I'm flirting with Pepa.
Lola stares for a minute, taking that in.
Now she understands the problem.
MEANWHILE - Lucas and Paco keep going on and on about the Kaiser. Lucas gets a call from the gang, and leaves Paco alone.
PACO: Honey, can you please hurry up? I'm freezing my ass off!
LOLA: Pacito, calm down. I'll be right there.
She turns back to her sister.
LOLA: Okay, let's see. Are you trying to tell me that you're flirting with Pepa, or are you trying to tell me that you're developing a really intimate friendship with Pepa?
Silvia hesitates, thinking this through.
SILVIA: um….
She deflates, no longer able to deny it.
SILVIA: That I'm flirting, Lola. That I follow her around the precinct, that I tell her I don't know how to dance when I've been taking dance classes for three years-
LOLA: And why would you tell her that?
SILVIA: … So I could dance with her. Lola, so that I could feel her hands on my hips.
Lola smiles and nods, well acquainted with her sister's wily ways.
SILVIA: And on top of that, I've just approved a case that in my right mind, I never would have-
She sighs in frustration.
SILVIA: And if that wasn't enough - the other day, when we all went out?
Lola nods, remembering.
SILVIA: I left, because I was jealous.
Her case made, she slumps back, and awaits her verdict.
LOLA: okay…
She thinks this through.
LOLA: So maybe what you're trying to tell me is that… you're attracted to Pepa.
Silvia is immediately defensive.
SILVIA: Lola, what are you trying to tell me, that I'm a lesbian? Because you're wrong. Remember I've been with tons of guys.
LOLA: Well then why are you here? So it can be me that tells you that you can't fall for a woman because you're straight?
LOLA: Sara fell in love with Lucas. He was twice her age. He was her uncle, my ex-brother in law. I forbid it, and she suffered a lot. I was wrong. So I can't tell anyone what they should do, Silvia.
SILVIA: Yeah, but it's not the same, Lola!
LOLA: It's not the same, why? Because she's a woman? Or because she's also our sister-in-law, and our father can't stand to even look at her? It's the same. We can't control who we fall in love with. And if we let it go, then… we regret it for the rest of our lives.
Lola's words sink in, and Silvia takes them to heart, finally allowing herself to revel in her feelings.
MONTAGE
As the different storylines move together, we begin our awesome MONTAGE to Pignoise' Sube a Mi Cohete.
Sara and Lucas have met up, and happily head for the shooting alley, where they engage in some shootin' gun foreplay.
Lola and Paco engage in some lovin' of their own, bonding over her drawing of him.
Mariano, still fussing over the Rubix Cube he's picked up from the dead body of Julio Olmedo, refuses to stop trying to solve it.
Meanwhile, Silvia, giddy over finally admitting her feelings for Pepa out loud, gets ready for the operation with the object of her affection.
She's now openly flirting, happily dabbing mascara playfully on Pepa's cheek, and staring at Pepa when she thinks Pepa's not looking.
Pepa, however, is definitely starting to catch onto the signs that Silvia's giving out loud and clear.
The guys are also getting ready. Povedilla, released from nude model duty, shows up with their snazzy suits.
Pepa models the bikini's they've been given to wear. Silvia drools.
And then it's the guy's turn to drool when the girls present themselves, in slinky sexy black dresses, looking awesome and fully aware of it.
Montoya, Curtis and Povedilla stare, obviously appreciative.
Mariano, frustrated with the cube, finally begins to peel off stickers and place them on the right boxes. In during this, he discovers a thin strip of microfilm hidden in the cube.
END MONTAGE.
LATER
AT PACO'S HOUSE
Mariano bursts into Paco's and announces happily about the microfilm. Lucas, aware that this contains information about the Kaiser that MUST not fall in police hands, stays close, hoping to snag it from Mariano at the first opportunity.
Rita, still feeling down in the dumps over being passed over for the prostitute gig, also shows up, and Paco (still awkwardly naked) tries to console her.
She then feels obligated to tell him that since she couldn't get in, they sent someone else in her place: Sara.
Paco's little girl.
Naked.
At a stripjoint.
Paco hyperventilates.
AT FLASHDANCE
The operation is set in motion.
Quique and Aitor wait in the mobile unit, and Quique uses the opportunity to start arguing with a miked Curtis about Pepa. He tells Curtis that everytime Pepa says 'jump' Curtis says 'how high', and now they're in a stupid operation starring Miranda's sister because Curtis can't stop thinking with his dick.
Curtis erupts with anger and tells Quique that it's not his fault that Quique is in love with him and jealous as hell about Pepa.
Quique admits that might be true, but he's not nearly as stupid about it as Curtis is about Paco's sister.
Povedilla awkwardly tries to be smooth, and fails miserably.
And then familiar music plays, we get an eyeful of some butt.
Oh, that's Silvia, dressed like a sexy cop, on stage, as her and Pepa start their show.
Montoya and Curtis look at each other and sigh in appreciation.
Povedilla, however, can't enjoy the show. He swivels his chair away from the stage.
POVEDILLA: I can't look. DON'T LOOK! DON'T LOOK, you guys! That our colleague! And our superior!
Curtis and Montoya ignore him.
Mariano, Paco, and Lucas, dressed to the nines, crash the party.
Pepa does her thing on stage. Lucas gets an eyeful.
LUCAS: Your sister's hot, Paco!
With his sister AND his sister in law on stage, Paco's not in the mood.
PACO: Shut up!
The girls toss off their hats and start to dance around the stage, when a third dancer, dressed like a business woman in a black wig, joins them.
PACO: And who's that?
The woman dances provocatively, and turns: It's Sara.
Paco nearly throws up in disgust. He is seriously close to wigging out bigtime. Mariano and Lucas try to keep him calm as they move forward.
On the monitor, Quique and Aitor see them.
AITOR: Holy shit.
Paco marches toward Curtis. Povedilla staggers up, trying to stay in character.
POVEDILLA: Don Francisco! How nice that you made it! I didn't think you would but-
Lucas shoves him firmly back in his seat. Paco leans over Curtis.
PACO: What the FUCK!? WHAT THE FUCK!?
CURTIS: Paco, don't' worry! We're doing fine-
PACO: You're what?!
Montoya takes charge.
MONTOYA: Paco, calm down. We're on a mission, so calm yourself.
PACO: Calm myself?!
The girls continue to dance.
Paco can't take it and orders everyone to turn away. Except for Lucas. From Lucas he demands to know what happens.
Pepa and Silvia shed their tops, leaving only their bras.
LUCAS: She's dancing. Very well.
Paco glares at him.
LUCAS: A client is putting a fifty dollar bill in her skirt.
Paco jolts around and nearly has a heart attack. Mariano instructs him to calm down.
Paco frantically searches his pockets for money but only comes up with the canister of film. Lucas notes that. Paco demands money from Mariano to talk to Sara.
As Sara saunters down the catwalk, Pepa and Silvia start dancing together, Pepa embracing Silvia from behind.
Curtis hears Pepa on the microphone.
PEPA: So, are you having a good time?
The flirty tone catches Curtis' attention, and he looks toward the stage.
MONTOYA: What's happening?
PEPA: Maybe you'd like to dance with me again sometime.
She twirls Silvia out. Silvia smiles, to the point.
SILVIA: Are you asking me out on a date?
PEPA: Yes.
In the mobile unit, Quique and Aitor glance at each other in surprise.
Curtis is dumbstruck.
MONTOYA: What'd she say?! What'd she say?!
Mariano gets the money for Paco, but Lucas takes it from him, offering to talk to Sara for him.
Silvia and Pepa strip their skirts off.
Seeing Lucas approach, Sara amps up her performance and strips off her skirt, approaching him and covering her mike.
QUIQUE: Sara, I'm losing you. You're covering your mike. SARA!
Montoya can't take it, and grabs Curtis and hauls him up to his ear.
As Lucas places the bill into Sara's shirt, he tells her Paco has the microfilm in his pocket and she needs to steal it away from Paco. For Carlotta.
Processing this, Sara kicks off her hat and heads back up the catwalk.
Paco begins to panic, knowing that any minute Sara will get more and more naked.
Lucas comes back and tells Paco and Sara told him that she's not coming down, and if Paco wants her off the catwalk, then he'll have to drag her off of it.
Silvia and Pepa choose that exact moment to strip off their bras.
They glance at each other and smile, but they're the only ones.
Paco is nearing a conniption, and as Sara removes her vest and heads for her bra strap, he can't take it anymore.
He rushes the stage.
The videofeed erupts in noise.
LATER
Paco drags Sara into the mobile unit, screaming his head off.
Sara loses patience and finally tells him that she only did it because he was going to have an Internal Affairs investigation after him if she didn't help him.
Humbled that his daughter would go through such lengths to protect him, he apologizes meekly and gives her a hug.
Sara senses her opportunity and reaches into her father's pocket, stealing the microfilm for Lucas.
Paco doesn't notice. His head is back in the game, and when Pepa and Silvia inside notice a gentlemen heading back with a dancer, they question whether or not to follow them.
He takes over, moving toward the mike.
PACO: Silvia, forget about that guy. Sneak into the reserved hallways.
Hearing him, Silvia and Pepa remove the guns that are daintily tangled at their thighs, made up to look like part of the props.
PACO: Curtis do not do anything until we can prove that there are minors. If there are minors, then we bust them. Understood?
IN THE HALLWAYS
Guns drawn, Silvia and Pepa sneak into the restricted hallways.
Silently, they make their way through.
Silvia instructs Pepa to head toward the kitchen.
She heads for a door marked 'PRIVATE'.
Carefully, she opens the door just enough to see the two men watching monitors in the tiny room.
GUARD: FREEZE!
She shuts the door, and turns to discover a guard with a gun aimed at her.
In the van, Paco and company wince.
PEPA: FREEZE! POLICE!
Out of nowhere, Pepa jumps forward, digging the gun into the guard and dragging him toward the wall.
PACO: Great, Pepa!
She slams him against the wall and holds him.
PEPA: Drop the gun.
Silvia jerks open the door.
SILVIA: FREEZE!
The guys jump up, hands in the air.
SILVIA: Up against the wall! Turn around!
She holds a gun against them and inspects the surroundings.
SILVIA: Paco, we've found where they record.
She catches Pepa's eye. Pepa offers her a sporting wink.
Silvia revels in it, smiling back, before going back to work.
SILVIA: Paco, on the monitor there's a girl who's about sixteen years old with a guy about fifty in a room.
They've got the proof they need.
Paco gives the signal, and the guys jump up, flashing badges and showing guns.
END EPISODE
Instead of a teaser, we're treated to an extended stripper dance scene, complete with lingering flirty glances and more between Pepa and Silvia.
COMING UP: Episode 4x16: Silvia panics and stands up Pepa on their first date. As Silvia fights through her fear, Pepa second-guesses herself and thinks maybe she misconstrued friendship for something more. Meanwhile, Paco, desperate to discover who Sara is dating, enlists Pepa's help in trying to weasel information out of Sara. Unfortunately, all the extra time with her niece leads Don Lorenzo to suspect Pepa of seducing her.
Wacky hijinks ensue.