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Years have passed since his last adventure, but José Luis Torrente, the most politically incorrect former cop in Spain, still sees himself as a national hero.
There is nowhere to hide...nowhere to run...the Zombie Apocalypse has come, and our world now belongs to the dead! From Ireland, Canada, Australia, Europe and all over the U.S., the bone-chilling news reports tell the same gruesome tale - walking corpses terrorize and devour the living. Only a few desperate humans find the courage to stand and fight for their last chance at survival. But the hordes of undead keep coming, and there's only one thing on the menu - us.
Robert is a handsome gentleman who is about to experience the worst day of his idyllic life.
Museo Coconut is a Spanish TV sitcom which is aired in Neox since November 1, 2010. The series revolves around the situations that happen in Coconut Museum, a museum of contemporary art. Jaime Walter becomes its new director, after failing as head of the MOMA in New York and in his love life. On arrival, he must deal with both the owner of the museum, Mrs. Coconut, and with their employees.
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In this peculiar zombie world they do normal things, go to work, eat, take a walk, watch TV...but they are not alive. This is about to change.
Some parents experience the anguish of the "empty nest" when their children leave home. Javier, on the other hand, suffers the trauma of the "full nest": no one wants to leave home.
When Ricardo, a responsible father, decides to personally take his son to a camp in Asturias, other parents propose that he should also take care of their children. When the train is about to leave, Felipe, a flamboyant individual and grandfather of two of the children, shows up at the station.
Crooked cop Torrente gets out of jail in the year 2018 to find a different Spain from the one he knew.
Paz seems to have a perfect life. She has a job, a partner and friends but something's missing. In reality, there are things she is unhappy about. She feels anxious and burdened but can't bring herself to express these feelings. Until one day she turns to a strange therapy that will make her say absolutely everything she thinks. How would your life be if you only said what you think?
The success of the Conchy virtual assistant (which was developed by Javier) has earned him a favorable spot in the parents chat room - until something unexpected ruins it all.
A year ago, Ricardo and Felipe, in charge of taking the children to a camp, stayed outside the train leaving the children inside. Clara no longer trusts them and this year she decides to take the children personally with the help of her friend Susana. However, now they will be the ones who, as a result of an accident, are separated from the children.
The rude, lewd and crude Spanish ex-police officer Torrente finds himself facing jail time. Can he survive a twisted irony that places him where he has put so many others, both guilty and innocent?
The eldest of the family, Sara, comes of age and brings chaos to the family by announcing her intention to marry Ocho. Javier and Marisa try to avoid it at all costs. At the same time Dani has an existential crisis, Paulita feels jealous of Cris, Carlota announces that she has found a boyfriend from a high society family and Rocio has finally managed to be cast in her first film.
The same day that Cror finds out how to control fire, strange creatures (artichokes piranha) begin to attack him mercilessly. Now Cror will have to to act cunningly and fight for his life.
Everything's all right on Earth, people eat, drink, defecate, have intercourse and watch soccer games happily with no troubles. Till Eviltrashman starts to eat and absorb every worthless creature it finds. The famous agents J. Jackson and McCardigan investigate this sadistic and macabre wave of crimes, committed by a merciless and ugly monster from outer space. Will they be worthy?
An old scrapyard's guard is starting his job one night stand again. Meanwhile, a pair of thieves try to take their chance tonight, but J is always alert.
