Ravalear: Not for Sale (2026) s01e04 Episode Script

-Hello?
-Hi, commercial mail,
can you open the door?
-Okay.
Commercial mail.
Thanks.
There.
Open up.
Move, or you'll end up online.
-Change the lock
-Okay.
-and call me, okay?
-Okay.
See you.
CONTACT VIA CHA
FLAT IN THE RAVAL 2000 EUROS
YES, WE'LL TAKE THE FLA
BRING CASH, I'll GIVE YOU THE KEYS.
Tell them there's water, electricity,
and food in the kid's room,
they can't leave for two days.
You can't leave for two days.
There's water, food and electricity.
-Money.
-Don't worry.
Good. Here's the key.
I'M LOOKING FOR A FLA
IN RAVAL
Here's 2000, it's all I have.
I've counted it.
He says he only has 2000.
Try to be discreet, okay?
Especially the first few days.
There'll be no trouble.
That one for the street door,
this one for here.
Upstairs and downstairs.
-Enjoy the flat.
-Thank you.
RAVALEAR: NOT FOR SALE
In you go.
Go on.
Hey, come on.
I don't want the dogs.
Do you have kids in your care,
or anybody?
No.
Then the dogs are in your care.
It makes evicting you harder,
that's why I brought them.
You like it here?
Sure you do, cuties.
It's 1500 euros for the keys
and 500 for the dogs and utilities.
You'll be fine here, huh?
Behave yourselves.
I can see you and the dogs will be
Get out of here, asshole!
-Son of a bitch!
-What's going on?
Shit
Hi!
How's it going, love?
-Hi, love.
-Hey, did you get dinner?
-We agreed you would get it.
-No, I couldn't.
-Àlex, why not?
-Look.
You should see the other guy.
-I think you need stitches.
-No, no.
-Yes, Àlex.
-No, love.
I got blood on my clothes,
it'll be hard to get out.
-This?
-Yes, put it on.
Here?
-Shit, that hurts!
-Come on, be brave.
Be careful.
-Okay.
-Okay, what happened?
It happened at the port.
Perfect. I was
I was untying a ship on a gangway
and some idiot
had left the hatch open.
One step back, a three-metre fall,
and I went headfirst
into the iron staircase.
-Àlex.
-What?
Did you fight someone?
Yes, an iron staircase.
No, love, I
Same thing happened to Santiago,
he fell and broke a few ribs,
so I'm lucky really.
Why are you lying to me?
What? I'm not lying.
Àlex, look
-I know it didn't happen at work.
-Right, you know me better than I do.
-Yes, I know you better than you do.
-Come off it, love.
We've been through a lot, Àlex.
-Hi! How's it going?
-Hi, Rita, sweetie.
Hi, sweetie.
-Hi.
-Hi.
-What happened, Dad?
-Just a tumble at work.
And you, how was skating?
Good.
But are you okay, Dad?
Yes. Come to the bathroom,
tell me all about it.
Okay.
I was with Nisrin
and we learnt how to do twirls.
We've had more clients
since they shut down the drug flat.
-Yes, but how are we still here?
-What?
We're not paying rent,
but we're still here.
-What do you think, David?
-Me?
I just want to know
where the fuck Àlex is.
It's been half an hour
Here he is.
-Morning to you too.
-Morning.
-Hi.
-Wow, it's smoky in here.
Hi.
-Hi, Mum.
-Hi, love.
What happened to you?
I had a fall at the port.
I'm lucky to be alive.
Be careful, okay?
Hey, by the way,
what's going on with Souhail?
We agreed
he'd come Fridays and Saturdays
but he didn't come yesterday.
I haven't seen him around.
I spoke to him and told him
there wasn't much work here.
He said he'd find something else
for the meantime
-and he was busy with
-The census.
-Yes, his census.
-We can't afford him.
Okay, then.
-As long as he's okay
-Yes, he's fine.
-David.
-What?
Can you help me
with the inventory, please?
Eh yes.
-Mum, will you finish this?
-Yes.
Careful.
-Bye, have a good day.
-Bye, David.
-What?
-Here.
-What's this?
-The rent.
-Where did you get this?
-I'm opening more flats.
-Other Eurohome buildings.
-What, what, what?
Yes, David.
I think if I fuck this place up enough
they'll think Raval
isn't a good place for business,
sell everything
and we'll get the restaurant back.
Hang on a minute, you're losing it.
-Are we in the mafia now?
-What did you say the other day?
When?
At the port.
What did you say?
That you wanted to burn it all down
or something like that.
Yes, but not like this.
Ah, so you wanted to burn it all down
but in a low-key way.
Without
-Without bothering anybody.
-This is using people.
Fine, fuck this.
I'm done.
You find a way to pay the rent.
But
How do we justify this money?
Stop laughing.
Help me, for fuck's sake.
Here.
You'll figure it out.
Make something up.
Don't complain,
you've got the easy part.
-Yes, I can see that.
-You can? Good.
How did this happen?
-You said to speed it up.
-You said they wouldn't sign.
They accepted
the money we were asking.
They don't pay, they're out.
They do, perfect.
You get the return you wanted
and I get a short-term contract.
We need the license.
Really? Since when?
We always have.
-How was I to know?
-You said they wouldn't sign.
And the other buildings?
There are five more squatter flats.
I'm sorting that out
We need money.
The only way
is to pay them to leave.
Do whatever it takes,
I don't want to know.
And get me that license
or I'll find someone else to do it.
-They're squatting in La Riereta, too?
-Yes.
Fourth and fifth floor.
-A mezzanine floor, too.
-Fuck.
Cristòbal, we need more alarms, cameras,
anti-squatter doors.
All that in three weeks, you know?
Someone's behind this.
They're targeting our flats.
Can't you see? Isn't it obvious?
We need to patrol day and night,
know who comes and goes,
find who's responsible
and put a stop to it.
Empty the flats, whatever it takes.
Damn
-This is a fucking drag today.
-It is every day, bro.
What's up?
Àlex, Banana,
you need to work a double shift.
-No
-The boss says it's your turn.
-Fucking hell!
-We've been working all day.
Orders from upstairs.
Your lack of organisation
isn't my problem.
-Didn't you want work?
-Work?
Get the boss down here
and we'll see what we can do.
-Go and tell him.
-No, you do it.
-Make him do the fucking work.
-Àlex, mate.
I have to tell the boss?
Who do you think you are?
Do your fucking job.
-Àlex!
-Have you lost your mind?
Calm down, calm down.
Do you want to get fired?
-Drop it.
-We'll get back to work, okay?
Okay, okay.
Fuck this shit, damn it!
Back to fucking work.
Come on, damn it.
I know it's a tricky situation, but
he hasn't been like this for ages.
Things are tense at the restaurant,
work pressure,
and I know he's hiding things.
-I'm terrified.
-I'm sorry.
I think it's worth taking this
to the press.
You have a historical place,
a family-run neighbourhood business
swallowed by a real estate giant.
It's a good story.
It worked for other cases
at the association.
-You're running out of time, Marta.
-Yes, I know.
Mum, please.
-Come on, we're late.
-Skating?
-Yes.
-You like it?
-I love it.
-She does.
-Here's the onion, Mum.
-Great. Two mussels, let's go.
Listen up, two chips with eggs,
three mussels,
two clams and two escalivades,
one with capers, the other without.
Okay?
Yes.
Then fideuà for two
and arròs del senyoret for three, okay?
-Yes.
-I need it now.
-Coming through.
-Elsi, Elsi, clean the pass-through.
Regi, pass me the lamb.
Okay.
Fideuà for two! Hang on.
-Lamb here.
-Okay, great.
Here Lamb with chips.
Here are the mains:
three medium-rare entrecôtes
and four ribs. Mum
What?
-Are the cremes cat a lanes ready?
-No.
They're not?
I need to free up the table, Mum.
No more customers, David.
We're swamped.
-We need to make the most of it.
-David, please.
We need to make money.
-Bring Mauri in, or I'll work.
-We don't need help,
-we need less customers.
-I need the mains for table four!
-Okay, okay!
-David, listen.
Delay the tables,
we're overwhelmed here.
-We're missing staff
-I'm dealing with them.
-We're missing Olga, too.
-Àlex.
We need to talk,
there's a problem.
I called
You can't show up
and talk like that in front of my mum.
-I called you
-I didn't see it.
What is it?
They emptied three flats
and bricked them up yesterday.
Some guys came
and they're kicking out
the people we put into the flats.
They emptied three flats?
Yes, threatening them
and offering them money to leave.
They give them money
and they leave?
-Yes.
-Fucking hell.
People are obsessed with having a flat,
crying over it,
you give them one at a knockdown price
and they leave for a pittance?
Yes, because they're scared.
Some aren't from here,
they don't want trouble.
Of course.
Fucking hell
Look.
Souha, here's what we'll do from now on:
go to every door, they trust you.
-Okay
-Tell them that if they feel scared
they should call us.
-Okay.
-To talk to you.
Reassure them
and tell them to stay.
-To stay there.
-Okay.
And not to open the door to anyone.
-Okay.
-Tell your mates to get a move on,
if there are empty flats,
they're for us.
-Okay.
-Hey, thanks.
-You're welcome.
-Thanks for coming to tell me.
Let's be careful
who we put in the flats from now on.
-Okay.
-Off you go.
-Say hi to my mum.
-Okay.
Tell her you have a new job, okay?
-What do you have to say?
-New job.
Okay, then you leave.
-Yes, Cristòbal?
-Well?
Found out anything else?
It's a bunch of Moorish kids.
A neighbour saw them selling keys.
Two young lads,
one has a yellow and blue jacket.
I've spent two hours looking for them.
Keep looking,
they must be around.
-We have to find the bastards.
-Okay, see you.
Come on! Off you go to the opera.
Come here.
Come here, damn it.
What are you looking at?
This guy
Hi, this is Àlex. Leave me a
He's not answering.
Sorry, I don't know what's happened.
What's up with your brother?
David?
What?
-Has it happened again?
-No, it's not that.
-Well, then?
-Marta.
Shall we start the interview?
We'll do the photo last
to give him some time.
Is that okay, Paco?
-Thank you.
-No worries.
-Me too, right?
-Yes.
We'll talk afterwards.
It's an article on property speculation
and the rise in rents
all linked together
by this story of three generations.
It's always good to show your faces.
Marta explained the legal side.
What I need is
People have no business
knowing our problems.
Lots of people share your problems.
I need you to talk
about the nice things,
personal stories, your memories
-Will it do any good?
-Everything helps, Lisa.
-It's worth a try.
-Okay?
I'll start recording, okay?
My first question is:
Why "Can Mosques"?
Well, it opened in 1924
and it was a fishmonger's.
They hung the cod in the doorway
Hi, this is Àlex. Leave a
First you fire me,
now you want me to squat?
I never wanted to fire you.
Have you any idea how I am?
The flat, meals, school, my boy
-I'm suffocating, Àlex.
-Exactly, Olga.
If you save the rent
you'll have money for yourself.
That way you can get by
until things calm down
and we re-hire you,
because we will, you know that.
And, yes, it's true that
it's a help for me too
so I can pressure the fund.
I'm asking for an exchange.
Hey, listen.
Look, I have some receipts
This proves you've been living there
for a few days.
-Understand?
-I'm not a squatter.
I know you're not, Olga.
You don't understand.
You've got it all wrong.
Look at this, please.
Look.
Look at the photos.
Look at the flat.
Look at it.
You see?
It's a comfortable flat
for you and Gael.
You've got it wrong,
it's a good building.
Families,
elderly people who pay rent
And if you were to have any problems
Exactly, I don't want any problems.
Of course you don't, nobody does.
I understand.
I understand completely.
It's normal to be scared
and maybe even a little embarrassed.
The flat isn't yours to take,
but it's been empty for over two years.
The fund isn't using it.
You spending all your dole money
on a shitty flat for you and Gael,
that's embarrassing, that's unfair.
They have thousands of flats,
you don't have one.
You can't go on like this, Olga.
Souha will help you get in
and I'm here for anything you need.
Call me whenever you need.
Look, take this.
-You won't have any problems.
-Fuck this.
Hadn't you stopped smoking?
Sorry, I had to do a double shift.
Did you hear?
Yes, I did.
Hey.
It slipped my mind, I forgot.
My mind was elsewhere.
If I call your colleagues,
will they say you were working?
What?
I spoke to David after the interview.
What did he say?
You have to stop.
Àlex, you have to stop.
You might not remember, but
all this was your idea.
You came to the port,
spoke about toxic assets, squatters
Not setting up a flat mafia.
What mafia?
Everyone pays to rent a flat,
I ask for low rate.
Divided between the months
they're there, it's nothing.
-How much?
-I'm not tricking anyone,
-I'm helping.
-How much?
Nothing, just a down-payment.
-How much?
-Not a lot.
How much does your help cost?
It's 2000 euros.
No fucking way.
-No fucking way, Àlex.
-It's just for now.
This isn't resistance.
You're doing the same as them.
This is unbelievable.
Maybe your problem
is you don't want to lose
your contract with Claire.
You think I like this situation?
I'm doing everything I can,
I can't just drop it.
I got involved for your family,
mainly for you.
Rita, Rita
-I can't sleep I'm so anxious.
-Okay, sorry.
-Listen to me.
-No.
We need to get rid of them, agreed?
Àlex, you're treating this like a game
and it's dangerous shit.
-It was an accident at the port.
-I don't mean you!
Your parents, David, Rita
Seriously?
Can't you see this is dangerous?
Use your fucking head!
What do we do, then?
Newspaper articles?
-Is that your suggestion?
-I don't know,
but if we declare it
an emblematic place
If we do that,
do you know what they'll do?
Sell the hotel to a Russian
who'll leave two tiles
to be able to say it's from 1900
and use our story as marketing.
Over my dead body, love.
We started this
to denounce speculation,
-not to take advantage of people.
-But we need the money.
Congratulations, then,
you've turned into Claire.
Fucking hell.
You're unbelievable, you know.
Good night.
This guy rings a bell.
The last time you saw him
was on Cendra Street?
Yes, in some occupied lower flats.
The bastard's ahead of us.
Let's go and ask him some questions.
Hey!
We know you're there.
Open up, or I'm coming in.
Your choice.
Please leave.
-Mum? What's going on?
-It's fine, Gael. Go to your room.
Let me.
What do you want?
Shit, Olga!
What are you doing here?
Are you okay?
The grille's in the way.
Can we come in?
Back off a little.
Okay, let's talk like this.
I just
I just need to know
who gave you this flat.
Who sold you the keys?
I don't know. Really.
I can't help, I'm sorry.
I need to go inside.
You're speaking to me
like a stranger.
We know each other.
Don't we?
We don't want trouble.
Not for you, or
He's called Gael, right?
I know him.
I see him going to school some mornings.
He goes by himself.
Doesn't he?
Well?
-The flat
-Yes?
Nobody sold it to me.
My cousin said it was empty,
he snuck me in.
Thanks.
You could have pushed more.
Can't you see she's lying?
She's covering for someone.
Hey.
Show me the photos from before.
I know who he is.
I've seen him here,
-in the Can Mosques building.
-She's protecting him.
Find him.
And tell him
-I want to talk to him.
-Okay.
-Haven't you forgotten something?
-The game.
-I thought there were just films.
-No, bro.
Guys, guys, guys.
Put it down.
Here's our TV.
We just need the aerial.
This flat is really cool.
Claire!
I always order from here.
It's not great, but they're quick.
I'm easy.
-We hardly ever get take out.
-Don't you like it?
-Yes, I do.
-But Xavi doesn't, right?
-Your partner. It's Xavi, right?
-Yes.
I call him Vito.
From "Xavito", Vito.
Whatever.
He hates takeaway food in general.
Sounds like you two met at uni.
At high school.
I hope you have three affairs, at least.
-I wish.
-I can give you one.
I have every type and gender.
You know the market.
For lovers, yes.
Relationships, not so much.
My last one put me off for a while.
A long while, I'd say.
What happened?
What always happens, I guess.
You don't realise,
but you're alone.
Especially with guys.
I like my life.
I love my job.
I like working.
But having a partner
is like having a family,
and you think: "I won't work
so much to be with them".
One day you leave work early
to go and meet them somewhere,
then you miss a deadline
because you went out with them.
You keep giving in to make him happy
and you don't know how
but you've given up everything
and he's given up nothing.
And he's been promoted at work,
he's moved up and up,
because you fitted around him.
And little modern, feminist you
gave in like an asshole.
They forgot the soy sauce again, honestly.
Unbelievable.
-David.
-Damn it, Mum.
You scared me.
You could've warned me.
And you could take a look at the cistern.
-That's right.
-It's dripping again.
Yes, you're right.
I'll fix it right away.
Helena Díaz, right?
This one here.
We've managed to squeeze you in.
We're full.
Come on in.
I hope you're hungry.
Mauri, hold the starters on table four.
The money.
Good morning!
-How's it going?
-Hi, Mariluz.
Great. Everything's great.
-What's this?
-It's for you.
Wow, there was no need.
-Do you want to come in?
-Yes.
-I know you like chocolate.
-It's too much.
No, it's just a little gift.
Souhail, Mariluz is here.
-Hi, Mariluz.
-Hi, look.
Let's see
-It looks yummy.
-Is it green tea?
You remembered!
Thanks, Mariluz.
No, thank you.
My fuses aren't tripping any more.
-But you should call an electrician.
-No, they're too expensive.
-Will you have some tea with us?
-Okay.
-With a little sugar, okay?
-And some lemon for me.
-Fuck! What was that?
-What was that?
What's going on?
What happened?
What happened?
Who threw the TV?
-It's a TV.
-What happened?
Hey, nobody threw the TV.
It just fell.
Everyone onto the patio.
Move, move.
Check in this one.
Everyone out of the flats!
Everyone out!
Close the door.
Nobody in the flats.
Come on.
Everyone out.
Get out!
GET OUT, RATS
Get the fuck out!
Out, out!
Nobody here, Carlitos?
Doors open!
Come on, open house day!
Everybody out!
Come on!
Everybody out!
I'm calling the police.
No, they'll take us.
We have no papers.
No, they'll take us.
But why?
Now watch
This is Gran's trick.
That's it.
Now move it, move it, move it!
I'll get burnt, Dad!
Everyone out, damn it!
Miss, it's falling down.
The roof will fall on your little girl!
-You can't do this, it's illegal.
-You're the illegal one.
Hands in your pockets.
-This is my house! It's my house!
-Your house?
No, love, it's not your house.
Speak to me in Spanish!
Aitor, Aitor!
-What?
-Can you shut up? For God's sake.
Fucking hell.
One moment, guys.
You're right, okay?
You want a roof over your heads.
You're right, but they've tricked you.
This is not a building, it's a tomb.
A fucking tomb!
See, it's falling down?
How much did you pay for the key?
They just want money.
They're using you.
We're looking for some Moors, Maghrebis.
-No
-Two Moorish kids, lady.
Do you know where they are?
Nobody?
-There aren't any here.
-We don't know any.
-You don't know?
-Souha?
-Hide.
-Don't open it.
I won't. I'll handle it.
-Madam?
-Coming!
-Go!
-Hide! I'll handle it.
Ma'am, is everything okay?
Yes, and I've called the police.
-Do you live alone?
-Yes. Go away!
You can't do this!
It's my house!
Want a flat?
Pay the market rate.
Get moving, you clown.
What's up, little rat?
No, let go!
No, no, no!
You like that?
I'll smash your fucking head in!
You fucking clowns!
-You like that?
-Souha, Souha!
-You like playing Monopoly?
-Souha!
Go steal flats in your own country!
Sons of bitches.
Think you'd just get away with it?
You fucking idiot!
-Souha!
-I'll smash your head in.
Dad,
shall we cook some more prawns?
For Granddad?
What's wrong?
-I love you, you hear me?
-Yes.
-You're so important to me.
-Same.
-I love you.
-Are you okay?
Go inside, I'll be right there.
-I'll wait for you.
-Yes, I'm coming.
So?
What? Nothing to say now?
Look at me.
Son of a bitch.
Please.
-Let us past.
-Fucking hell.
Fucking hell, honestly.
Don't fall asleep on me, faggot.
Want some more?
I think he gets it.
-I'm not sure you get it.
-Look
Why are you only squatting
in our buildings?
Why?
Do you understand?
Answer him.
Look, if we hit a Spanish man,
we'll be reported in five minutes.
But not you.
Who will help you?
Nothing to say?
Stop!
Stop, please!
It wasn't them!
Who said that?
What did you say?
It wasn't them.
They didn't sell me the key.
Really? Who was it, then?
He does it
on an online advertising portal.
You contact him,
he gives you a number to call
and sells you the keys.
-Give me the number.
Give me that.
-This one?
-Yes.
Stop this, please.
You can tell Rita
the student outdid the teacher.
They're delicious.
This is a good one, Àlex.
Listen to what this guy wrote:
"After the orgasm I just had,
eating at Can Mosques is the best".
Which genius wrote that?
That bald actor with the moustache
who played a chaplain
in La escopeta nacional.
He came for lunch with a lady friend
and wrote this.
A few months later,
he brought his wife.
He didn't remember
and he showed it to her.
It caused quite a scene.
We need help, bro.
No, I'm sorry, this is a restaurant.
Àlex.
I'll take care of it.
Go on, outside.
What the fuck happened?
No, they beat us, man.
Look at my face.
Look, look.