02x01 - Episode 1

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[waves breaking]

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[running footsteps]

[anguished sob]

[ominous music playing]

[running footsteps]

[screams]

[panicked breathing]

[music intensifies]

[panicked scream]

[screams]

[grunts]

-[man shouts] Miren!
-[Miren screams]

[screams, thud]

THE SNOW GIRL 2
THE SOUL GAME

A FEW DAYS EARLIER

[Miren] I'd like to start
by thanking… [sighs]

The Snow Girl has been a journey for me.

I'm so happy to be celebrating it
with you all here in Málaga.

Um… This journey's been intense.

No, not "journey." I already said that.

THE SNOW GIRL

Finding Amaya…

was, in a way,
for me like finding a part of myself.

[sighs]

"I would always see Amaya in that snow."

"As if the girl I'd spent so much time
looking for had become the snow itself."

"Not the kind of snow
that melts between your fingers…

but the kind that's impossible to catch."

[applause continues]

-Have a good night. Thank you so much.
-Hey! Miren, excuse me.

-Someone left this for you on the table.
-For me? What is this?

Don't know.

FOR MIREN ROJO

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY?

-[Eduardo] Laura Valdivia?
-[Miren] She disappeared a few years ago.

[sirens blaring]

Wait here.

[unsettling music playing]

[Eduardo] Are you sure you don't know…

[cars honking]

[music intensifies]

[siren sounds]

[Belén] Come on, Chaparro,
I don't want a goodbye party.

I hate parties, you know that.

Oh, please. You've been with the force
for 15 years.

We have to do something to celebrate.
Even if it's just dinner.

Maybe a few drinks afterwards.
You know you'll miss Manolo bugging you…

-[Belén] I find farewells depressing.
-You're no fun, you know that?

I'm getting transferred
to Financial Crimes.

I'm not going to Beirut.
I'll still see you every day.

Let us through, please.

Let us through.

[Belén] Sara.

-Good evening.
-[Belén] Who's the victim?

It's a young girl.

She's upstairs. The apartment in the back.

[Belén] Who called?

Those kids over there.
They snuck in to smoke some pot.

We didn't hear anyone.

We'll talk to them later.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

-You sure?
-Yeah, yeah.

[fluttering]

[soft thumps]

[fluttering]

-[Belén] Where is she?
-[officer] Over there.

At the back.

[eerie music playing]

[flies buzzing]

[music intensifies]

[whispers] Holy…

[metallic clattering]

PICTURES AND CUTOUTS

MISSING MINOR
URGENT

[sighs]

[jazz piano music playing]

[cell phone vibrates]

What's up, Miren?

-[Miren] Do you have a second?
-Yeah.

Did you find something out
about Laura Valdivia?

[Miren] Laura Valdivia went missing
in 2012.

-She went to a private school, Los Arcos.
-[Eduardo] Oh.

That's one of
the most elite schools in Málaga.

[Miren] Exactly. I actually covered
the first days of the search.

Laura was only 17 when she went missing.

Her little brother was
the last one to see her alive.

If I remember correctly,

the police had her listed
as a runaway case, is that right?

Hmm, they found her phone
in a trash can at the train station.

They thought she left it
so no one could track her.

But if this photo's real, that theory…

[Eduardo] Doesn't make any sense.

I really think
you should tell the police now, Miren.

Maybe this is all just
some crazy fan of yours

playing a sick joke.

But you never know.

No. I don't want to involve
the police until I know more.

Sorry for calling so late.
What were you doing?

[Eduardo] I was working on the novel.

Though I should actually be preparing
the current affairs analysis exam.

Have you had dinner?

-Half a sandwich.
-[scoffs] That's not dinner.

[Miren laughs]

[Miren] Are you really lecturing me
on eating healthy?

You're the king of frozen dinners.

[laughs]

You should get some rest.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Good night.

REASONS TO CHOOSE US

-[Chaparro] What's up, lovely?
-[woman] You need a little rosemary?

-I'll buy some later, okay? Later, love.
-It'll give you luck.

[Belén] The victim is Allison Hernández.
Seventeen years old.

Her grandmother reported her missing
a few days ago.

[pathologist] I'll have the final results
later this week.

But the cause of death is clear.

The stab to her abdomen
caused a hemorrhage.

She went into hypovolemic shock,

died from multiple-organ failure.

Do we know time of death?

From what I see here…

I'd say her stomach started decaying
about 48 hours ago.

-That would've been on Saturday.
-Yes.

I'll have a better idea
after my examination.

Did she fight at all?

Hmm, there aren't any defensive wounds
or tissue under the nails.

-So there are no signs of a struggle?
-Not that I can see.

But I did find this.

She did it with a knife.

What do you mean she did it?

The angle of the cut shows
she probably did it herself.

It's already scarred over.

It's only been a few months
in my estimation.

[somber music playing]

[door clicks]

[clock ticking]

[presenter] And in today's podcast,

we've got a journalist whose novel
is once again at number one

on the bestseller list.

Miren Rojo, author of The Snow Girl.

-Thank you all so much for having me.
-[presenter] No, thank you.

For finding Amaya,
for having the courage to share with us.

You've been so honest
about your sexual as*ault

and what you went through.

Thank you so much again.

Honestly, I really don't know
how you can ever recover.

-Yeah.
-How did you manage to survive?

All on your own, right?

Because, I mean…

In your novel you talk about
how the perpetrators were never found.

[Miren inhales deeply] Yes, obviously,
the process wasn't really…

[phone ringing]

[alarm beeps]

[Miren] Hello.

-Miren.
-How are you?

How's it going, little lady?
Are you really back?

-I guess so.
-Did you miss us that much?

-No, just a bit.
-[laughing]

-Hey there.
-Hey, Miren!

Hey there.

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Hello?

-Hello.
-Miren? Am I right?

I'm Jaime. I didn't know you'd be back.

-Uh…
-Uh… this your desk?

-Uh, yeah.
-[laughs]

-Don't worry, I'll move my stuff.
-No, you don't have to move.

-It'll just take me a second.
-[Paco] Miren!

-To be continued, um…
-Yes, of course.

-There you are. How are you?
-I'm good.

-How are you, Paco?
-Good. Can't complain.

The book tour is done?
You don't have any more signings?

It's done.
You'll have to put up with me here.

-Head on in, I'll be back in a second.
-Okay.

[Paco] And… Jaime, would you join us?

You knew already right, Miren?
That we signed on Jaime Bernal?

-Have you read any of his stuff?
-[Miren] Yes, of course.

Your articles about corruption.

[Paco] He'll be your partner.

Partner?

I'm sorry, Paco,
but I really prefer to work alone.

Uh… no offense.

-No.
-[Miren] It's just… the way I work.

I need you both on this, Miren.

It's a delicate matter.
Take a seat, Jaime.

These pictures are being sent to
the chiefs of every newspaper in Málaga.

Her name was Allison Hernández.

She was found yesterday
at the Miramar Hotel.

Who took the photos?
They're not from the police file.

No, they were taken by the kids
who came upon the body.

They're selling them
to the highest paying newspaper.

Of course we aren't going to buy them.
But I want you to cover the case.

So, you want us to write some
follow-up articles about the case?

No, I assigned that to Román and Susana.

I need you to write
something more general.

-[Jaime] Hmm…
-The big picture.

I'll be printing both articles
over the weekend.

So where should we begin?

Try starting at the private school
that she used to attend.

It's called Los Arcos.

Well, that's my alma mater.

Well, I mean,
I was only there for a few years.

That's exactly why
I need you on this too, Jaime.

You have to get along.

[contemplative music playing]

How do you want to split things up?

Maybe you want to talk to the students,
I'll talk to the teachers?

There might be someone there
that still remembers me.

I don't know. I don't have any plans.

Listen, I know you're not a fan
of working on a team,

and I understand that.

But you don't talk much either, do you?

Only what's needed.

-Mind if we listen to the radio?
-No.

[presenter] You know we've just
found out about this tragic news.

The authorities have requested
all media sources

to not publish any picture of the victim
and to respect the family's privacy.

What do you gentlemen
think about all this?

[man] I think that how the body was
displayed, uh, the spectacle of it…

It might be someone settling a score?
Something related to trafficking, drugs.

[presenter] You shouldn't speculate.
I think it's too soon to know anything.

And above all,
we shouldn't frighten our audience.

[woman] Yes, yes, of course.
I… I understand perfectly.

Well, I'm sorry,
but I can't give you that information.

Sure, thank you. Have a nice day.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Uh, we're here to talk
to Principal Garrido.

-[woman] Do you have an appointment?
-Um… no, no.

But we just have a few questions.
We're from Diario Sur.

[phone rings]

Well, I'm sorry,
but I don't have time now.

It'd be good to hear the school's version.

[woman] There's an email address
on the website to arrange an appointment.

I'm sorry I can't help. Sorry.

Hey there, Sofía.

It's Sofía, right?

-It is.
-[Jaime] How are you?

Listen, um, I'm sure
you're dealing with a lot right now,

but maybe you could
just let Andrés know that--

I'm sorry, I mean, uh… Principal Garrido

that he's got a visitor
named Jaime Bernal?

I'm a former student.
Andrés has known me since I was…

I'm sure you can find me
in a class photo somewhere.

I know it was a long time ago,
but… I'm sure it's somewhere.

[sighs]

-Don't go anywhere, okay?
-Thank you so much.

[Jaime sighs]

Just one of the superpowers that I have.

[sighs]

Have you researched Garrido?

Not much. I know he was a priest…
who was dismissed for being too fanatical.

Hmm.

Los Arcos isn't connected to any…
congregation or religious order.

This is Garrido's personal project.
It's his dream,

but, more than anything it's his…
his business. We need to be careful.

[sirens blaring]

POLICE

-Morning.
-[officer] Hello, good morning, Detective.

THE MYTH OF SISYPHUS

[somber music playing]

[camera clicking]

-Rafa.
-How are you, Detective?

-What'd you find?
-We're collecting everything.

Notebooks, journals, books… we got it all.

-[Belén] Laptop?
-[Rafa] Yeah, they're on it.

-The grandmother?
-She's in there.

-Okay…
-See ya.

[soft sobbing]

[Belén] Juana.

Hello, I'm Belén Millán,
from the Criminal Police.

[clattering]

Pardon me. Sorry.

May I?

I know how hard this must be for you,

but any details you can provide
would be very welcome and helpful.

Allison attended Los Arcos
for two years, right?

She got a scholarship.

[Belén] She transferred
from public school?

Yes, she wants to be…

She wanted…

to go to medical school.

You said that you work at Los Arcos
for many years as a janitor?

Yes, ma'am.

Did you notice if she had been acting…

differently at all?
Anything out of the ordinary?

No.

I'm sorry to have to ask you this, Juana.

But, um…

did you ever see your granddaughter…

cut herself?

Did she ever hurt herself?

We noticed,
um, a scar in the shape of a cross

when examining Allison.

She was religious, am I right?

[clock ticking]

I… I brought her from Peru. [shaky breath]

She was my responsibility. [exhales]

How am I supposed to tell her mother
about what happened to her?

[sobs]

What am I going to say to her? [sobs]

[sobbing]

-[Sofía] Hello, Patricia.
-[Patricia] Hello.

[Sofía] Gonzalo, the phone.
Put it away, please.

[teacher 1] All right, let's move on.

Regarding the name of "la Beltraneja,"
it seems her father found resemblance

between her and Beltran,
one of the subjects of King Henry IV.

[teacher 2] So let's take a look
at this sample of clear quartz.

Quartz is especially common
in the world of minerals.

I don't know if you know this,
but they're not considered…

[Sofía] Wait here for a minute.

-[Jaime] Thank you.
-You're welcome.

See you later.

[teacher 2] So let's open our textbooks
at chapter seven…

[man] On that matter,
I completely agree with you.

Of course.

Call my secretary.
She'll arrange that lunch.

-[Jaime] Hello.
-Hello.

You wanted to talk to me?

[Miren] Yes, we just had
a couple of questions for you.

I'm Miren Rojo, from Diario Sur.

I know who you are.

-If it isn't Jaime Bernal.
-[Jaime laughs]

-From the class of '97.
-That's it. That's me.

-Your father's good?
-Good. Hanging in there, as always.

Glad to hear it. Come on in, please.

[door creaks, closes]

[Garrido] Have a seat, please.

You're still working on that mock-up, huh?

I can't seem to get the details right.
I don't think I'll ever finish it.

The guy who left was, uh…
Alberto Mendoza, right? The businessman.

It was.
Mr. Mendoza has a trust that donates…

money to charities… across the country.

Different foster homes, shelters…

We're working on a few projects together.

If I remember correctly,
he also serves on the school board, right?

He's on the board.

Do you mind if we record?

[Garrido inhales]

[Garrido] I take it you're here
because of Allison's death?

I'm still in shock over the news,
to be honest. It's…

horrible.

But the school's already said
everything that it had to say

in the document
we sent to the news stations.

Well, we were hoping
you'd have some more information.

-The press release says it all, Jaime.
-[Jaime] Sure.

What was that thing you used to say?
It would get stuck in my head.

"I know you better…"

[both] "…better than you know yourselves."

[Jaime] That's it.

It's pretty true, right? Huh?

Allison… was a devout Christian.

Intelligent, and a very critical thinker.

From the beginning…

she would come to discuss the passages
that didn't sit well with her.

The truth is the discussions
were more of a religious debate.

It was a real challenge.

She was also a bit of a rebel,
like most kids her age.

Hmm. But she also left a mark.

[Miren] I actually have, uh…

another question if you don't mind.

[Garrido] Uh-huh.

Do you remember

the case of Laura Valdivia?

[disturbing music playing]

She was another student from your school
who went missing nine years ago.

Remember that?

That case… was closed due to a lack
of any new evidence.

What does it have to do with Allison?

I don't know.

I just think a missing girl
and a m*rder*d girl from the same school,

in maybe less than ten years…

-It's a bit strange.
-[Garrido and Jaime] Uh…

Are you two writing an article
about Laura Valdivia?

-No.
-We're thinking about it.

[Jaime sighs]

I will not permit you to publish anything

that goes against the interests
of this institution.

No, no. That won't happen. Right?

No. No, no.

I'm just trying to figure out
if there's something

that could connect Allison and Laura.

What exactly are you asking me?

Did they have anything in common?

Both girls were pretty normal.

They both had good grades
and scholarships…

But they had nothing else in common.

[inhales]

Same age, good grades,
they had scholarships?

Don't you think that is enough?

[Garrido] What happened to Laura
was a tragedy.

But to my knowledge she chose to run away
from home without anyone forcing her.

I honestly can't see the connection.

[bell rings]

In about 20 minutes,
there'll be an assembly

to talk about Allison.

All of the students will be there.
You're both welcome to join us.

Then you'll see the school
for what it is. A community.

Bernal knows what I mean.

We have never had anything to hide here.

Laura Valdivia? That happened years ago.

These cases could be related.
I can't just ignore that.

Hold on. Hold on, hold on. Uh… Listen,
we should set things straight, okay?

I know you're a very well-established
journalist, your book's selling great.

And I respect that,
honestly, I think it's amazing.

All I'm saying… If we're both doing this,
and you want to bring up something new,

maybe just tell me.

Just a courtesy between professionals.
It's just… it's, um, it's basics. Right?

I've heard about you too.

[Jaime] Have you?

I don't think
you're the right one to teach a lesson.

I'm sorry?

They told me
why you were kicked out of Madrid.

Why don't I just grab a taxi?

-I'll see you later.
-Fine. I'll stay here for the assembly.

[Jaime] Mm-hmm.

The assembly hall is
at the end on the right.

-[intriguing music playing]
-[Miren sighs]

[music continues]

We've found a backpack
in the room next door. It's Allison's.

[Belén] What's inside?

Books, notebooks…

She came here after school.
Or someone brought her here.

[Belén] Did you find the m*rder weapon?

We haven't found anything yet.

[Belén] We've taken everything
we found in her room.

[Chaparro] I'll call you back.

Sara!

Have them look for her phone too,
please? Let's see if we find it.

You got it.

Hey, do you know if anyone's
taking pictures of the bystanders?

Yes, someone's on it.

[low murmurs]

[student] Hey, check it out.
Look who's here.

-[waves crashing]
-[shaky breathing]

[bell rings]

[Garrido clears throat]

[Garrido] Good morning, everyone.

By now most of you have guessed…

why we're here today.

There are a lot of rumors going around,

and there'll be more.

But there's only one truth.

A student from Los Arcos,

a classmate,

one of our own…

has been m*rder*d.

Someone took Allison's life

before she truly got a chance to live.

It's normal to feel sad,

and to feel scared.

If any of you need comfort
or simply to talk about anything,

you know that my office door
is always open to you.

Many people will take this chance
to berate us.

Let them try.

Because if this horrible crime
can teach us anything…

it's the necessity to protect the values
and the principles that we believe in

at this school:

Dignity,

solidarity,

and brotherly love.

It's these things
that set us apart from savages.

Never forget that.

And now, I'd ask…
that we all bow our heads

and say a prayer for our dear Allison.

[indistinct chatter]

-Are books more important?
-Jesus, man.

-Do you think they'll cancel math class?
-[Miren] Excuse me.

You're Ignacio, right? Nacho Valdivia.

-Yeah.
-[Miren] Could we talk a minute?

-Damn, what'd you do this time, Nacho?
-[boys laugh]

Um… Give us a minute? Hmm?

I'm Miren Rojo, from Diario Sur.

You are Laura Valdivia's brother, right?

-How… How do you know that?
-[Miren] I saw your name on a picture.

Do you remember me?

I spoke to you when you were a kid.

Yeah, I know who you are.

I don't have anything to say.

Sorry, I have to go.

It's time to leave, please.

Let's go.

[Garrido] Allison… was a devout Christian.

Intelligent, and a very critical thinker.

From the beginning…

she would come to discuss the passages
that didn't sit well with her.

[watch beeps]

The truth is the discussions
were more of a religious--

[clatters]

-[dial tone]
-[sighs]

[woman] Hello?

Hey there. Can I talk to Olivia?

-[woman] We're leaving for my parents'.
-No, no.

We both agreed
I could talk to her at 2:30.

[woman] We can't right now, Jaime.

Carol, wait just a minute. Carol, please.

[Carol] Hey, sweetie, come here. It's Dad.

-[Jaime sighs]
-[Carol] Talk to him. Here.

-[Olivia] Hi, Daddy.
-Hey there.

-My love, how are you?
-Good.

Hey, I'll be seeing you
in Madrid in two weeks, yeah?

-Looking forward to a big kiss.
-Me too.

You want a kiss? No way.

-Are you gonna bring me a gift?
-Am I going to bring you a gift?

You always bring me a surprise gift.
What is it?

Hey, I mean, if I tell you,
it's not a surprise. Right?

[Carol] Come on, Olivia. We have to go.

[sighs]

Have fun, okay?

I love you.

[Olivia] Bye, Daddy.

Talk to you later, honey. Bye.

[cell phone clatters]

[ominous music playing]

MISSING SINCE FEBRUARY 4TH, 2012

[reporter] Today marks one week
since the disappearance of Laura Valdivia.

Family and friends gather again today

to conduct a search
on the outskirts of the city.

SEARCH FOR MISSING GIRL CONTINUES

Laura lived with her Aunt Mercedes
and her Uncle Cristóbal.

The couple starts every day
with a prayer for her safe return.

[Cristóbal] Hail Mary, full of grace…

[reporter] It has been seven days
since Laura's disappearance,

but her family has not lost hope.

They ask anyone watching
who may have information on Laura

to please contact the police immediately.

[Mercedes] We'd like to just
thank e… everyone, uh, the press,

um, um, all the volunteers for…

all the support you're giving our family.
Thank you so much.

Um…

God wants us to find Laura
and we will. We will.

Thank you, okay?
Thank you for your support.

That… that's all.

[music continues]

[Eduardo] Los Arcos is
technically a secular school.

It isn't registered
with the Catholic Schools Association.

But I know that 90% of the families
who send their children there are.

Everything seems to point to that school.

That's true.

Okay, Allison and Laura went
to the same school.

They were both
from lower-class families and… um,

they got scholarships,
they were the same age.

None of that proves
that they are connected.

You're dealing with two cases
that happened years apart.

The circumstances of which
are completely different.

And the picture?

Why give it to me yesterday?
The day they found Allison?

We can't see her face.
We can't see anything.

If that is a proof of life,
how come we can't see her face properly?

I don't know, but it's a start, right?

[Eduardo] I told you yesterday.

If you think the picture is real,
that she's Laura Valdivia,

then you need to tell the police.

The police stopped
looking for her nine years ago.

And you're gonna find her?

I found Amaya.

[sighs deeply]

You said, "You might only find the answers
if you look straight for them."

You're doing it again, Miren.

-Doing what?
-You're being obsessive.

-Yeah…
-You're making it too personal.

With Amaya, you almost lost your life.

-Don't get upset with me.
-No. I'm not upset.

I think maybe you've spent
too much time behind a desk and…

I don't know.

Maybe you're a better professor
than journalist. Right?

[sighs]

I think it's getting a bit late.

I have a meeting with the faculty.
[clears throat]

[sirens blaring]

[poignant music playing]

[door closes]

[alarm beeps]

[seagulls crying]

-Are you following me now?
-[Miren] I wanna talk to you.

Nacho, what if Allison's case
is connected to Laura's?

Allison was your classmate.

Look, I don't want… my name
in your article. I could lose everything.

[Miren] I promise your name
is off the record, okay?

But please, tell me if you knew Allison.

I never really talked to her.
She seemed so sad all the time.

People said she hung out
with a bad crowd. Uh…

What is it?

Uh, I don't like talking
about the dead like this.

Are you writing about Laura?

Yes.

At one of the search parties you said
that… that you were going to find her.

This time I will find her.

I promise.

Don't promise what you can't keep.

-That's what my uncle says.
-Nacho, wait.

[man] Hey, kid! Get over here now!

Yeah, I'm coming.

[rips page off notebook]
Take my number. Please.

Watch your legs.

[man] Hey, move it!

Put it up there now, dammit!

[dial tone]

[recording] The number you are trying
to reach is unavailable.

[folders hit floor]

Hey! Pay attention
to where you're walking, please.

[student] I'm sorry.

Uh, Miren,

uh, you're not answering my calls.
I'm heading to class to give an exam

so I'll… I'll leave an audio message.
Sorry about earlier…

[message alert beeps]

NEW MESSAGE
VOICE NOTE FROM EDUARDO

[delicate piano music playing]

[alarm beeps]

[Jaime] What did they tell you about me?

You were fired
because you published false information

about a judge you knew.

That's all they told you?

-Mm-hmm.
-Hm.

I've been looking into Laura Valdivia.

You covered it, right?

It was back when I was new.

It wasn't the most high-profile
disappearance in history,

but I thought about your theory. And yeah,
I think these cases have things in common.

For starter, both victims are women,
but that's nothing new.

But everything seems so…

so circumstantial, right?

-We can't write anything with those facts.
-Oh, I know.

Yeah.

You know, but you say you don't care.

But you're going to investigate anyway,
right?

[laughs]

So now we need to find out what connects

Allison and Laura.

A real connection.

If one exists.

But the minute you start
withholding information from me,

that's it. I'm out.

I think I can live with that.

Okay. Where should we start?

[Miren] At the beginning.

Chaparro, today I had to ask
a poor grandmother

if her granddaughter used to self-harm.

Aren't you tired?

Tired?

I'm f*ck' over it.

-[Belén sighs]
-Belén.

-Yeah?
-I tried to think of a word the other day.

What do you call the, uh,
the hormone that makes you feel nice?

The one that makes you happy?

-[laughs]
-[Chaparro] I forgot.

Serotonin?

That's right.
That's it, that's it. Serotonin.

I get such a serotonin boost
every time I walk the countryside

with my dogs. Nothing else matters.

So you're saying I should adopt a pet,
right? And take it for long walks?

You can walk my dogs. I'll grab a beer,
another way to boost my serotonin--

Chaparro.

What's that?

[Belén] A phone number.

[keypad clicking]

[Belén] Javi, I need you to tell me
whose number this is. Ready?

It's Allison's handwriting.



[footsteps approaching]

[whispers] Roberto, I'm heading out.

-Get everything ready.
-Yes, Father.

[ominous music playing]

[sob]

[Juana, voice breaking] …full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women…

[Roberto inhales shakily]

[Juana] Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women, and
blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners now, and at…

[Roberto] I'm very sorry for your loss.

[Juana sobs] Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,

blessed art thou among women and
blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

[tearful praying continues]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[exhales]

[ominous music playing]

[grunts]

[music continues]

[exhales] You got ten minutes left, guys.

[music intensifies]

[grunts]

[labored breathing]

[student] Sir?

-[thud]
-[student] What's going on?

-Is he breathing?
-[student 1] Help!

-[student 2] Call an ambulance!
-[student 3] Hurry!

[tone beeping on radio]

[man, on radio] The time is 2:00 a.m.,


["Me Miras Pero No Me Ves"
by María José Llergo playing]

[cell phone vibrating]

What's up, Paco?

[Paco] Miren, I'm so sorry.

I've just received a call.

What happened?

It's Eduardo.

Apparently, he had a heart attack and…

they couldn't resuscitate him.

He died on the way to the hospital.

I'm really sorry. I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

[music intensifies]

[Paco] Miren? Talk to me…

[breathing rapidly]

Hi. My name's Allison and…
this is my second test for The Soul Game.

I want to be worthy of you.

[train horn blaring]

I did it! I did it! Huh?

[breathless laugh]

[music ends]

[closing theme music playing]