01x03 - Cripta de la Colònia Güell

[bunniefuu]

[TV show jingle playing]

THE JULIA VALLE SHOW

Good morning.

Once again, we're here
reporting on the serial k*ller

whose threat continues to loom
over our city, here in Barcelona.

Last night, on this very channel,
Mauricio Navarro revealed exclusively

that this delicate investigation

is being led
by a Mossos d'Esquadra sergeant

who has been under disciplinary review
for the past two months

for a serious offense.

Our dear Mauricio
will be joining us today,

right here in studio,

with the latest updates
on the investigation.

He'll tell us if the Mossos
have uncovered any leads

in the disappearance
of businessman Félix Torrens,

who is believed to have
been abducted three days ago.

You're saving the show for her, huh?
That's all she's talking about now.

-[chuckles]
-[Mauricio scoffs]

[phone vibrating]

[Mauricio] Hm.

INCOMING CALL
UNKNOWN NUMBER

Hello?

[man on phone] Mauricio Navarro?

This is he.

I have something that'll interest you.

Who is this?

I am…

the shadow.

Sorry, I've gotta go.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Mauricio] Who gave you my number?

I have a video.

What video?

Félix Torrens.

Is he alive?

Montjuïc, Laribal Gardens.

The viewpoint at the end of the pergola.

Be there at midnight.

But I'm in Madrid right now.

It's in your interest.

How do I know this isn't some joke?

-Tell me something that could--
-[line bleeping]

[breathes deeply]

[music stops]

[tense, thrilling music playing]

BASED ON THE NOVEL
"EL VERDUGO DE GAUDÍ"

CITY OF SHADOWS

CHAPTER 3
CRYPT OF COLÒNIA GÜELL

[music fades]

[low, whimsical chiming]

[groans softly]

[seagulls calling in distance]

[groans]

[tram bell ringing]

[man shouting indistinctly]

[indistinct chatter]

[unsettling music playing]

[unsettling music fades]

LA BARCELONETA
THURSDAY, OCTOBER 28TH, 2010



[telephone ringing]

[Bachs] Hey, Milo.

Uh… Bastos. He wants to see you
in his office right now.

Listen, uh,
I saw what happened… yesterday.

-How are you? You okay?
-[exhales] Fine.

Hey, don't pay attention to it. f*ck 'em.

Those f*ck' journalists.

[door closes]

[Bastos] Have a seat.
I'll get straight to the point, Milo.

Are you the one
leaking information to that TV show?

[scoffs] So because
I'm the only one they mentioned, I did it?

That's crazy.

They didn't name you specifically.

Are there other sergeants
under disciplinary review?

Who knows? Maybe you suggested
they mention you to lift suspicions.

Quite far-fetched.

Quite your style.

To answer your question, then, no.

It's not me.

I'm not here to inform you
about my partner.

I'm okay with that.

But Milo causes nothing but problems.

He always has.

I think…

assigning you as partners was a mistake.

It's best you go back
to Egara headquarters.

I'm very interested
in staying on this case.

And frankly, I think I'm quite useful.

You can stay on the case from Egara.

We'll send you every single report,
and you can send us yours.

Being here is better.

Garrido…

Milo is a good police officer,
but he's not at his best right now.

On your own, you'll be even more useful.

[tense music playing]

Toni… Rebeca?

She's in Singla's office.

[Singla] It's for your own sake.

[keyboard clacking]

-All right.
-Okay.

[officer] Well, for now…

-[Rebeca] Where are you going?
-Giving them your daily report, I see?

Singla thinks
you're the one leaking information.

[scoffs]

-Milo.
-What?!

[officer] Sure. Call you back.

They want us to stop investigating.
We really need to focus.

[Milo breathing deeply]

I shouldn't have come in today.

Listen, I need to go for a walk alone.

If there are any updates, just call me.

[tense music fades]

MACBA MUSEUM OF CONTEMPORARY ART

[distorted voices]

[unsettling music playing]

[distorted laughter]

[music stops]

[indistinct]

[Milo] Hi, Kata.

What are you doing here?

Do you mind if we talk
for a moment, please?

Listen… I'm not here
to investigate or anything, obviously.

Was Marc involved in something bad?

Something like drugs, or whatever?

I have no idea.

I don't think so.

But are you sure?

Could he have been hiding it from you?

I don't know.

You were together, right?

Kata…

You need to help me, please.

You want me to tell you that I left him?

Or what?

That we broke up,
and maybe that's why he was upset?

Would that make you feel any better?

But that wasn't the case.

Everything was normal.

Up until you called me.

[Crespo] "Barcelona is
opening up to the sea."

That's what they used to say back then.

In a short period of time,
the land was rezoned.

Properties were seized
and the old industrial districts

that divided the city
from the shore were demolished.

-All for the Olympic Games?
-Yes.

But it wasn't just about building
the Olympic Village or the hotels

for the event.

It was a full-scale
and historic transformation.

How was Pintó involved in any of this?

Well, by the end of the 1980s,

Pintó had become
one of Adcoensa's executives.

And the company was in charge
of most of the infrastructures.

As you can see…

[Crespo] In some circles,

the construction of the ring roads
and the C-31 highway

became known as "the Pintó Plan."

[intriguing music playing]

[Crespo] To a lot of people,

the city turned into
a business opportunity.

A land to conquer.

[hushed chatter]

[inaudible dialogue]

-[crashing]
-[glass shattering]

[Crespo] No one could stand
in the way of modernization.

The whole world was watching us.

Everybody was winning.

Or so it seemed.

But thousands of people lost their houses.

[officer] Sergeant! We've got him!

-[Singla] You were able to locate him?
-Yes, at a squatted school in Collserola.

Great, we need to start
preparing a plan for the operation.

-[officer] Hm.
-What do we have exactly?

A suspect.

-Who?
-Joan Grau. Anti-establishment leader.

Independence activist.
A squatter with a criminal record.

Rojo, prepare the file
and send it to the judge right away.

Cervera, you come with me. Let's go.

[woman] All right.
Now that it's all settled,

I think it's time for that coffee break…

Milo, where are you?

[classical piano music playing]

[keys jingling]

[metal door creaking]

[door closes]

[soft, electrical humming]

[footsteps]

[Félix] Water…

[groans]

[smacks lips, groans]

[shakily] Water, please…

Why are you doing this to me?

Just k*ll me…

Please k*ll me.

[whirring]

k*ll me, but…

please don't hurt me.

[sobs]

[whirring]

[groaning, grunts]

[music stops]

[Susana] This is Joan Grau.

-Is this a recent photo?
-[Susana] Mm.

-How old is he?
-Thirty.

He's been getting by and surviving
however he can since the day he was born.

His family's from La Verneda.

A troubled neighborhood

where residents have been fighting
for decades to get decent housing.

THEFT & ASSAULTS
WE DEMAND SOLUTIONS

[intriguing music playing]

[Susana] Joan was born in one
of the poorest houses of the neighborhood.

According to this report,
his mother cleaned stairwells

while his father earned a living
as a bricklayer's helper for a few years.

Then, one day, he was laid off,
and he never found work again.

When the mother got sick,

the father had no choice
but to beg on the streets.

[officer] Calm down. Go inside!

Hey, get off my dad!

[Susana] Joan was placed
in a juvenile facility until he turned 18.

Get out of here!

[Susana] Four years ago,
during the crisis,

his parents' house
was served with an eviction order.

[Joan] Hey, don't touch me!

[Susana] The bank seized
the whole apartment block

and sold it to Pintó's company…

Stop! Okay.

…which demolished everything
to build a high-rise apartment building.

-[Joan] Stop!
-[Susana] A win-win business.

For Joan, it was obvious.

The system was to blame,
as well as all those who protected it.

[Joan] Dad!

[yelling]

[Susana] Since then,
he's been in and out of jail

for public disorder,
assaulting authorities, causing injuries,

and offenses against private property.

Now, he's considered a leader by his peers

and is a familiar face
for the Mossos police.

He has lots of energy and many reasons…

-[Susana] Mm-hmm.
-…to fight.

Why is he a suspect in this case?

He's very violent.

He hates banks
and also construction firms.

They enjoy raiding offices
and wrecking them.

And when they're done,

they hang a dummy off of the building,
and they set it on fire.

Oh, and one last thing.

Grau has threatened Pintó publicly
on several occasions.

He says Pintó's to blame
for his family's eviction.

Have we located him?

Yes. In an old abandoned school.

The Escolapios of Collserola.

[Lucas] What are we gonna film
in Montjuïc at this time of night?

Mauricio.

[exhales]

[sniffs]

[Mauricio clicking his fingers]

Come on.

[Lucas] Why won't you tell me
who we're meeting?

Who is it?

I'm meeting him here.
You need to hide so he doesn't see you.

Is he a celebrity?

Listen, do you think
you'll get a good shot from up there?

Fine. I'll go up there, okay.
But who is it, Mauricio? Tell me!

Who the f*ck is it?

The k*ller.

The one who burned Pintó.

-You're joking. Here? Now?
-Yes, any time now. So go hide over there!

-Come on!
-Holy sh*t.

Lucas!

Keep an eye out… just in case.

[Lucas] Okay.

-[hurried footsteps]
-[bushes rustling]

[suspenseful music playing]

-[camera whirring]
-[lens zooms]

[inaudible]

[suspenseful music builds]

[lens whirs]

[lens whooshes]

[insects chirping]

[footsteps]

[suspenseful music builds further]

[footsteps approaching]

[lens whirs]

[branches rustle]

[Mauricio] Hello.

Who are you?

You don't have to tell me… your real name.

[camera humming]

How does "Gaudí's Shadow" sound?

[gasps]

[suspenseful music turns menacing]

[lens whooshes]

[menacing music builds]

Are you working alone or is there…
someone else with you?

[lens whirs loudly]

[music stops]

[footsteps retreating]

[exhales deeply]

[loud buzzing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

-Roger that.
-[radio bleeps, crackles]

[officer 1] Let's go!

We're in the building.

ESCOLAPIOS OF COLLSEROLA, BARCELONA


[crowd yelling]

[energetic Catalan rock music playing]

[expl*si*n]

[indistinct shouting]

OCCUPY AND RESIST

["No Volem Ser "
by Companyia Elèctrica Dharma playing]

[officer 1] Let's go!

[officer 1] Let's go!

[music continues playing]

[crowd shouting aggressively]

[Joan] f*cking pigs! Go to hell!

Go burn in hell!
f*ck' assholes! f*ck you all!

-[officer 2] Charge!
-Come on, let's go!

[clamoring]

-[grunting]
-[indistinct shouting]

[Joan] Come on. Go burn in hell!

f*cking assholes!
f*ck you all. Come on! Let's go.

Target located.
The one with the flamethrower. I repeat…

The one with the flamethrower.

[Joan] Miquel! Miquel! Where are you?

[officer 3] Stop!

Stop!

[officer 4] Don't move!

-[Joan] f*ck you!
-Stop!

[officer 4] Don't move! Don't move!

[energetic music turns ominous]

[ominous music builds]

[breathing heavily]

[music builds further]

[officer 5] Stop!

[officer 1] Grau!

-[Joan] f*cking b*stards!
-[officer 1] Hands up!

-Drop the flamethrower!
-b*stards!

f*cking b*stards!

Get out!

Get away!

[officer 1] Drop the extinguisher!

[Joan breathing shakily]

[music stops]

[exhales]

We will always rebel!

[PA announcement] The beach
is now closed for maintenance.

Please leave the beach now.

[PA announcement repeats] The beach
is now closed for maintenance…

Tsk.

-[pill packet rustling]
-[sniffs, clears throat]

[distorted, unsettling music playing]

[breathing shakily]

[breathing shakily]

[music fades]

[sighs]

[doorbell rings]

[doorbell continues ringing]

I'm coming!

Hi there!

-What happened to your face?
-[paper rustling]

I brought churros.

Morning.

[Irene] The agency said now's a good time.

I guess they always say that
so they don't lose you, but…

we've been checking and…
we could probably get a decent price.

Yeah, but not if we rush it, we won't.

Don't worry, I'll handle it.

I'll make sure
you barely have to help or be there.

Except for with the notary.

[exhales] You know
I hate going to the notary.

That's the only thing I can't do for you.

You're wrong. There are many things
you can't do for me.

Now, this…

really isn't healthy at all.

But it's so good.

You know,
I went to go see that girl, Kata.

Why?

She didn't realize
what was happening either.

-Milo, don't, please…
-I don't understand what we did wrong.

You can keep asking yourself,
but it won't change what happened.

What if I end up like that as well?

Whatever.
But sign the papers at the notary first.

My father told me…
that your case is all over the news.

[phone pings]

Elias Margarit watches
those kinds of shows?

He said it mentioned you.

[distant hammering outside]

I'll make more coffee.

-[phone pings]
-[sighs]


REBECA

[chanting] Let him out!

Free Joan Grau!

-Let him out!
-[whistle blowing]

Free Joan Grau!

[reporter] Several detainees spent
the night in police custody…



…but according to our sources,
one of them is considered a suspect

in the k*lling
of businessman Eduard Pintó.

[crowd continues chanting]
Free Joan Grau. Let him out!

[Singla] Do you know who Eduard Pintó is?

[Joan] He's the guy…

who was burned alive
a few days ago, right off La Pedrera.

But do you know who he was?

The f*cking b*stard who took
the house that belonged to my parents.

Do you know that?

[Singla] How did you find out
about his death?

[Joan] On TV, while I was at a bar.

In fact, a few people even clapped after.

Everyone, actually.

It's a shame we can't…

we can't burn him every night
and show it on TV.

So we can say that you had
ample reasons to wish him dead?

Yes, sir.

[lawyer] Like many other people.

Like those who clapped in the bar,
for example.

Does this ring a bell?

[tense music playing]

Just last month, you burned this dummy

and hung it off the balcony
of the school you're squatting in, right?

The dummy…

It represents someone, no?

-He doesn't have to answer that.
-Exactly.

[scoffs]

I'll answer anyway.

Look.

The face…

Looks familiar?

It's Eduard Pintó.

They look the same, right?

-Yeah.
-[Joan] Yeah, yeah.

What sucks about burning a dummy though…

is that it doesn't feel like it's real.

You see what I mean?

Picture the skin burn…

and the fat…

Just feeding the flames.

[blows]

Incredible, right?

[papers shuffling]

How's it going?

-[Bachs] Hello.
-Good.

[tense music continues]

It's him.

While searching the school,
we have found… pamphlets like this…

signed by a self-proclaimed
anti-establishment group.

They aren't anti-establishment, Sergeant.

The real anti-establishment ones are
those who evict people from their homes,

like Pintó, or those who accept bribes
and have briefcases

full of other people's money,
like Torrens.

And anti-establishment politicians
let them get away with it.

They give away streets,
squares, and neighborhoods

for the sake of their business,
is that it?

It's always the same people
making all the money, no?

What a coincidence.

Nothing ever changes.

The same old thieves…
pretending to help everyone.

So if they win,
what does that make the rest of us?

Losers?

No… Not anymore.

We're their nightmare.

Against institutional violence,
we reply with popular resistance.

Popular resistance?

We are many and we're growing fast.

We are the rebellion.

The Rose of Fire doesn't surrender.

[tense music builds]

What you're doing makes you outlaws.

It's funny because
what's fair isn't always legal, huh?

And what's legal isn't always fair.

Thoreau, 1848. Yes, I've read him too.

Do you know what the system is?

Hmm?

What is it?

I am the system.

And so is your lawyer.

And your rights. Every single one.

If there were no system,
this very exact system,

they would've thrown you
off the balcony of that old school.

Hey, what the hell
are you even talking about?

Look at me! [clicks fingers]

Why did you choose
the balcony on the last floor?

-So it could be seen better.
-Couldn't you watch it on TV?

No, I'm the one who lit
that f*cking b*stard on fire.

[lawyer] Joan, wait.

-Why burn him?
-[Joan] He deserved to go to hell.

-You didn't do it alone. Who helped?
-I did it all by myself.

-[Milo] Bullshit!
-Hey, what's wrong?

I think I know.

You don't have any damn proof, do ya?

Listen, Joan.

I've gone through your file. Hmm?

I know damn well you could've done it,
and you had every reason to.

I get it.

But you wouldn't have done it like that.

You would've shot him in the head.

Malart, that's enough now.

You don't have the brains
for a plan like that. Who helped you?

Where the f*ck did you hide Torrens?
Where the f*ck did you hide Torrens?!

-[thud]
-[lawyer] Joan!

You were provoking him, just so you know!

What in the world happened in there?
Was that some sort of improvisation?

It hurts, right?

[Singla] He's guilty, that's for sure.

Why?

Maybe Joan Grau is a manipulator…
able to put on a good act for us,

but he isn't someone
who can put on a whole show.

He isn't able to wait
for his victim to starve to death.

Even less, carefully edit videos,
or be able to hide his identity.

He's the exact opposite.
Exhibitionist, impatient, impulsive.

He needs to shout threats and be seen.

He's a public danger,
but not the one we want.

Well, I wouldn't be so sure of that.

I didn't say that Grau is innocent.

Actually, he might even be the executor.

It's obvious Pintó's m*rder
involved several people, at least two.

[Joan speaking inaudibly]

[Rebeca] But the brain…
is still out there.

And will strike again.

Tomorrow will be the fifth day
since Torrens's abduction.

And Pintó was k*lled on the fifth.

Aren't we gonna do anything to stop that?

Of course we're going to.

It's time we set up
a surveillance operation

at Gaudí's main monuments,
all around town.

And I'm signing the order
to send Joan Grau to prison.

[crowd chanting] Let him go!
Free Joan Grau!

[siren wails]

Let him go! Free Joan Grau!

FREE JOAN GRAU

Let him go! Free Joan Grau! Let him go!

[Singla] You and I, we need to talk.

I called headquarters.

I'm… gonna keep working with Milo.

I wanna see this case through.

Tomorrow's an important day.

Seriously, having you here with us
is a real privilege,

but you're working with a madman, Garrido.

Thanks, but I disagree with you.

And I think I'm qualified enough to know.

[exhales deeply]

REBUILD YOUR LIFE
AFTER THEY'VE LEFT YOU

[drawer slams]

[doorbell rings]

[refrigerator door shuts]

I brought dinner.

Singla's probably paying you real well
to be my sitter.

It's like you're obsessed
with me being your sitter.

I'm not interested in taking care of kids.

This way?

Uh-huh.

Did you know
they sent Grau straight to jail?

Do you think it's because of me?

Because I provoked him, so he hit me?

You pay for being poor your whole life.

I came here to work.

I got you some sleeping pills.
Maybe they'll help you out.

[phone ringing]

-Hello?
-[Susana] Milo.

-Yeah.
-Are you watching TV?

No, why?

They just said
they're going to show a video

that concerns Félix Torrens's abduction.

Something huge.

I'll turn it on right away.

Okay. We'll talk later.

[Mauricio on TV] We were given access
to some very exclusive images.

And they're also of great value
for the ongoing investigation.

We really hope they will…
help shed light on current events.

Well, without further ado…

we'll share these
exclusive images with you.

Once again, we'd like to warn you…
these images may affect sensitive viewers.

Here they are.

EXCLUSIVE FOOTAGE

[Félix groaning softly]

I need some water, please.
I need a bit of water.

[phone ringing]

[Susana] What do you think?

We're watching it.

But how the hell did they get these?

I… don't know what you want from me.

If it's money, I can give you that.

He's only talking to one person.

In my car, I have a briefcase.
It's full of money, and I can…

give you even more.

[paper rustling]

[camera hissing]

[ominous music playing]

[video whirring]

[Milo] Play it again.

[Milo] The money from the briefcase.

[Rebeca] Hmm.

Probably.

What is that, a basement?

Why are they showing this to us?

So that we know Torrens hasn't fled.

That they've got him.

Yes, but Pintó was never shown
being held in a cage.

They're getting stronger.

They're upping the level of sadism.

To reach the level of emotion
that they experienced.

Several patrol units
will be deployed simultaneously

across Gaudí's iconic buildings,
which are considered potential targets.

On Passeig de Gràcia,
we'll maintain surveillance at Casa Milà,

but also at Casa Batlló.

Not far from there… Casa Calvet.

Of course,
we'll monitor the Sagrada Familia.

Especially the entrance
on Carrer Mallorca.

We'll assign a patrol unit to Palau Güell,

on Nou de la Rambla.

Another one to Casa Vicens, in Gràcia…

and another to Parc Güell.

Two more to Sant Gervasi.

One covering Torre Bellesguard.

And the other, the Teresian College.

Understood?

The sergeant will brief each unit
on its specific assignment.

Each patrol unit will arrive at dusk
in front of their assigned building.

And you'll stay there on high alert
throughout the night. All right?

Malart, Garrido, we've assigned you
to Santa Coloma de Cervelló,

and to Colònia Güell.

You'll need to leave
half an hour earlier than the others.

Font, Bachs…

You're on Passeig de Gràcia.

Punishment, I guess.

[dramatic music playing]

COLÒNIA GÜELL, SANTA COLOMA DE CERVELLÓ
SATURDAY, OCTOBER 30TH, 2010



[Rebeca] In 1890, businessman Eusebi Güell

moved his wool and velvet factories
out of the Sants district

to this little town,
Santa Coloma de Cervelló.

He quickly figured it would be easier
to just settle the workers here too,

so that he could avoid
the labor conflicts going on at the time.

He created a whole town
built around the factory.

And he even had Gaudí design a church.

But when Güell died,
the project was abandoned.

They only managed
to finish the foundations.

It was supposed to be huge.

The crypt is open.

We'll be in permanent contact.

Singla will also have a wire.

You have my number.

We'll also be doing
several patrols around the area.

If you need anything, contact me.

-[Milo] All right. Thank you. Be careful.
-[Rebeca] Thank you.

[dramatic orchestral music playing]

[dramatic orchestral music fades]

[church bell chiming]

[Rebeca] Want some?

Is food always on your mind?

Only three times a day.

Thanks.

Why are you back?

You knew they wouldn't welcome you.

[Milo chuckles dryly]

I'm back for the money. It's that simple.

The pay isn't very good.

Well, it pays my rent.

Can't you split it?

You're back with your wife.

No, I'm not… [voice echoes]

We still… have a lot of things we share.

And you?

What made you want
to invade Catalonia's police force?

Well…

There was this opportunity…

And…

nothing keeping me in Madrid.

I came back
from the United States because…

my mother was dying of cancer.

sh*t.

[sighs] So sorry.

I like Barcelona.

I don't know anyone here.

And nobody knows me.

Lucky you.

I came back because,
at this point in my life, I think that…

there's only one thing I know how to do.

-To work?
-Spaghetti carbonara.

Pfft!

[both chuckle]

[radio bleeps]

[man 1] b*mb disposal units
have just arrived.

-[man 2] A black Hyundai rental car.
-[radio crackles]

[radio bleeps]

[man 3] Josep Roura is approaching
Valeta d'Arquer Street.

[radio crackles]

[radio bleeps]

Milo?

[man 4 on radio]
Unit is on their way. Roger that.

[man 5] Josep Roura has arrived. Over.

-[radio bleeps]
-[man 6] Copy that.

[radio bleeps]

[man 7] Another unit is needed
on Passeig de Gràcia.

I repeat, another unit
on Passeig de Gràcia.

[radio screeches]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Rebeca] Everything okay?

[Milo scoffs]

[Mauricio] An overwhelming
sense of failure.

That is the feeling left behind
after last night's raid

led by the Criminal Investigation Division
of the Mossos,

during which they surveilled
some of Gaudí's most iconic buildings.

The mystery deepens around the abduction
of businessman Félix Torrens,

who was seen for the last time here,
at Palau Güell…



…in the heart of Barcelona.

For the next few hours,

we'll be on the lookout
for further developments.

And if they occur,
you will be the first to know about it.

[indistinct chatter]

[Singla] Okay, everyone.
Listen up, please!

We need to stay alert.

The k*ller is still out there,
hiding somewhere.

Perhaps they saw us
and changed their plans.

We must focus on what we have,

the lead with Joan Grau
and the anti-establishment.

There's still a lot that needs to be done.

We have to check
every single detainee's alibi,

review the parking lot footage to see
if we can identify anyone who was there.

These people squat
several different buildings.

Maybe they're hiding Torrens
in one of them?

We'll ask for a search warrant, good idea.

Bachs, keep in touch
with the Fraud and Heritage Crimes units.

See if there's any trace of the money
that disappeared the same day as Torrens.

Thank you. That's all for now.
Go home and get some rest.

[officer 1] Who's down
for some churros and chocolate?

[officer 2] I'm in.

[indistinct chatter]

I guess it's best we didn't find them yet.

To keep them busy.

At least for now.

Don't you agree?

No.

Shall we?

[traditional Spanish folk song playing]

[song continues playing]

[cat purring]

[distant thud]

[meows]

[ominous music playing]

[flicks switch]

[balcony door opens]

[ominous music builds]

[whispers] She saw me.

STOP SPECULATING WITH OUR HOMES

[intense groaning guitar feedback]

TO VERÓNICA ECHEGUI
WITH ALL OUR LOVE AND ADMIRATION

[guitar feedback continues]

[music stops]