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[Lozano] Honey!
Look what I got.
[sighs]
Plutarco, no.
Please. It's important to me.
It's more important
to put food on the table.
[sighs] A small ballroom isn't a ballroom.
-It's a big closet.
-Well, it's the most we can afford.
Esperanza, I wasn't asking
for permission. I'm paying. Got it?
It's her quinceañera, g*dd*mn it.
-[sighs]
-[Esperanza] Yeah?
And where will you get the money?
Well, we'll tighten our belts, that's all.
-But you haven't gambled in three months.
-Four.
And I'll keep it up.
What are you implying?
Don't you get it?
If you lose that money,
there won't be any ballroom.
I wasn't planning on gambling.
[sighs]
For f*ck's sake.
My love.
Okay. Okay.
It's fine.
Let's have it your way.
But you'll explain it to Lulú.
-Explain what to me?
-Sweetheart.
Daddy.
Oh, my beautiful Luluca.
Your mom and I were just discussing
what song we'll dance to at your party.
Good, because I thought of one.
Nat King Cole, Dad.
-An American song?
-Mm-hm.
No, no, no, no.
I won't dance to a song
I don't understand.
But everyone dances to American songs.
Yes, but your father isn't everybody.
[tuts]
Besides, the gringos are incapable
of singing a song as beautiful as...
♪ May infinity be left without stars ♪
No.
-♪ Or the vast ocean ♪
-Mom.
-No.
-♪ Without immensity ♪
♪ But may the darkness of your eyes
Never die ♪
♪ And your cinnamon skin ♪
-♪ Remain the same ♪
-No. Are you finished?
No.
-Only if you accept my songs.
-No.
-♪ I care about you ♪
-Daddy, they're for old people.
-♪ And you, and you ♪
-I'm not dancing like that.
[Lozano, Esperanza]
♪ And no one else but you, and you ♪
They're for old people.
♪ I care about you, and you, and you ♪
♪ And no one else but you ♪
[Díaz] Esperanza, just because
he didn't come home last night
doesn't mean he's been taken.
You know Lozano better than anyone.
[sighs] I know my husband
has a reputation.
But this time it's different.
Different?
Not like the other times
he used to keep you up all night waiting?
Look, Plutarco hasn't been involved
in all that stuff for a while.
Ever since we started planning
our daughter's quinceañera.
Tony, don't make me feel
like I'm going crazy.
Look, don't get me wrong.
But we're under a lot of pressure here,
and you know your husband.
My friend, the quinceañera is tomorrow.
He would never do that to his daughter.
Please.
They're murdering police officers.
I saw on TV what they made them say.
This creep doesn't have Lozano.
You don't know that.
My husband's no saint,
and you don't know that!
We'll be looking, and we will find him.
Lozano won't miss Lulú's quinceañera.
You have my word.
Gerardo.
We have a problem.
Lozano is missing.
WOMEN IN BLUE
["No Soy Tuya", Ximena Sariñana]
[doorbell rings]
[Mar] I'll get it!
-Good morning, miss.
-Hello. Good morning.
I have a package
for Lieutenant María de la Torre.
-I'll give it to her.
-Here you go.
-Thank you.
-Have a good day.
Mom!
Mom, you're invited to a movie premiere!
-May I go with you? Please.
-Of course not.
[Mar] Why would they invite you?
I don't know. Maybe because
I was introduced to him during my shift.
But I have work, and you have school,
and I'm not accepting...
presents from someone I barely know.
-But why not?
-Come on. No. Let's go.
Now. Because your dad... your dad
will be here soon. Get your stuff.
-Please, Mom.
-No, no.
Absolutely not. Let's go.
[sighs]
Who is he? And why do you wanna know?
[sighs]
Because I know him.
He's my father.
-No, I don't remember him.
-And you're sure?
I'm sure.
And would you be willing to connect me
with more people who attended the march?
That's impossible. We haven't been
in touch since the m*ssacre.
Look, Gabina,
what I am able to tell you is,
you seem like a good person,
but, in that uniform,
the people you're looking for
are never gonna trust you.
I'm sorry.
Thanks, Lola.
[sighs]
[Valentina] María. Hey.
I was worried last night.
You went to your room and didn't
tell me what happened with Alejandro.
It was Alex who told him
where to find you, not me.
María. Are you gonna ignore me all day?
No.
I'm just not talking to you about anything
else in my private life again, Valentina.
Nothing.
And if you can't understand that,
I'll move you to another squad.
And that's that.
-[siren wailing]
-[narrator] The law is to be obeyed.
The Federal District's law enforcement
has a strong hand.
Zero tolerance for criminals.
[Emilio] Stop right there.
Does this exude safety?
It commands respect.
And did I ask for that?
You asked for trust,
but the only way trust is earned and kept
is through brute force.
No, fear... fear is earned through force.
Trust, on the other hand, is earned
by helping an old lady
get across the street, as*h*le.
So sorry, Chief,
but we're following
the communication manual as always, right?
With the protests taking place out there,
do you think that holding a young man
with the face of a student
on the hood of a car is a good idea?
[marketer] Supposedly, he was a thief.
But...
put him in a black and white
striped shirt.
Like a classic thief.
Classic my a*s!
I need acts of kindness!
I need children,
grandparents, families.
Not the f*cking Gestapo.
[elevator bill rings]
Octavio. We need to talk.
You don't need to apologize to me.
I didn't come to apologize.
I'm here to say that I didn't tell
my husband where we'd be.
And you're still calling him your husband.
Because he still is.
Is that why you decided
to sleep with him again?
That doesn't concern you.
It does if someone punches me
because of it.
He's the one who ended up on the ground.
Because that's how I strike.
So you just had to prove
you're more of a man than he is?
There's no question there, believe me.
Don't be immature.
Immature?
Says the woman who used me
to make her husband jealous.
I said I didn't tell him anything.
Yeah, but being such a good detective,
you left a trail of breadcrumbs
so he'd find us.
-[door opens]
-This is ridiculous.
Captain. Excuse me.
What's ridiculous is me not seeing
it was all just a roll in the hay
when you decided to make up with him,
that's ridiculous.
Says the man who was more focused
on trying to get in bed with me
than doing his job as captain.
I don't know what assholes
you've known in your life,
but I would never do such a thing.
And you haven't realized that
because you don't want to.
[crowd yelling]
-[door opens]
-[Octavio] I want you to keep your word.
Sure, make an appointment
with my assistant.
Keep your word, g*dd*mn it!
What the f*ck
are you talking about, Romandía?
About promoting me to detective.
We made a deal
in exchange for me training the girls.
Which I did.
We agreed on that
if we sent them back to their houses.
And they're still here.
Should I dismiss them?
No, I don't want that.
I wanna be a detective again,
not a f*cking babysitter!
You know why I let you stay here?
Because you were the only f*cking as*h*le
who said yes.
You make me detective,
or I quit.
You do whatever the f*ck you like.
[door slams]
I wish there were
a better way to say this.
Captain Romandía has abandoned you.
-What?
-[Emilio] Yes, you heard me.
-He just presented his resignation.
-[Valentina] What do you mean?
Because Captain Romandía
wanted to be a detective
from the day I invited him
to be part of this beautiful project.
I informed him
he had to keep working with you,
he had a fit and handed over his badge.
So, from now on,
I'll assign you your tasks
until further notice.
I beg your pardon, Chief,
but Lieutenant de La Torre
is already in charge of our shifts.
Not anymore.
But don't be sad.
Put on a brave face.
That's what I need from you.
Your lovely faces.
Because I'm going to assign them
an important task.
It's a mission that only you can fulfill.
Be prepared to become the stars
of the police campaign
that will be aired on...
on...
national TV.
Don't worry.
There's makeup and hair stylists.
See you in ten.
-[excited chatter]
-[woman] Let's go, girls!
We're gonna be on national TV.
Take it. Please.
[slow ballad playing]
Call me if you hear from him, okay?
It's important.
Understood?
Understood.
She won't tell us a thing.
We should tell Escobedo, shouldn't we?
No.
The only thing we know
is that idiot didn't come home last night.
If we tell Escobedo and Lozano shows up
boozed up and hungover,
he'll get suspended.
-What went on with Romandía last night?
-None of your business.
It's why he left and we lost everything
we worked for, so it is my business.
It's my private life.
We're just trying to understand.
María, we deserve an explanation.
I went bowling with Romandía, and...
my husband surprised us,
and they got into a big fight.
Your husband attacked Romandía
because he saw you two bowling?
No, that's not it.
Her husband didn't see them bowling.
Her husband...
saw them kissing, which pissed him off?
And now they both hate me.
Why didn't you tell me
you were with Alejandro
instead of with Romandía, huh?
-María, I'm speaking to you.
-You wanna know why?
-Yes, I do.
-Because you judge.
I didn't wanna sleep alone.
Besides, just because
you share your sex life with me
doesn't mean
I have to share mine with you.
Because you're ashamed.
Stop, Val. What do you want?
I want you to react.
Go speak to Romandía
and tell him to come back,
and get us back into the station.
The Executioner is still out there.
[Ángeles] This is our stop.
Give me your hands, little buddies.
Crossing the street without help
can be very dangerous.
For this and for much more,
the Police of the Federal District
are here.
Cut! Cut!
What was that, Camacho?
You make it look like someone died.
Maybe you should ask
someone else to do this, sir.
[Emilio] No. We'll do it again.
Teeth, Camacho. Teeth.
Smile.
That's it, girl!
Roll it again, my friend.
-Come with me, kids.
-Uh, camera needs to move a bit.
[marketer] Hey! We're going again!
[Chela, over radio]
Lieutenant de la Torre.
-[marketer] First position. Thank you.
-Lieutenant de la Torre. Over.
This is Lieutenant de la Torre. Over.
María, your daughter's school called.
There's been an emergency
and they're calling an ambulance.
But they wouldn't say more. Over.
-Chief, I have to go.
-Of course not.
There's an emergency at school.
It's my daughter.
And I have a media emergency
with the city. I said no.
They're calling an ambulance for her.
I beg you.
Lunch break!
-I want you back as fast as possible.
-Yes. Thank you.
Go. We'll cover you.
Serves me right for hiring moms.
-[rock 'n' roll music playing]
-Turn that sh*t off.
[music stops]
Hey, hey! Buddies, listen up!
Have you seen Plutarco Lozano?
-No.
-No, I don't think so.
Listen, you assholes, don't cover for him.
If he's betting or doing something stupid,
it doesn't matter.
But I need him to appear right now.
So have you seen him? Yes or no?
No, sir.
If someone does see Plutarco,
tell him to call me immediately.
-Do you understand?
-[crowd] Yes, sir.
Díaz.
Don't drink too much, m*therf*ckers.
You work tomorrow.
[Alejandro] No, it's strange,
I think it's really strange
that without being provoked
and just like that,
-she would go and dislocate his shoulder?
-[knocking]
-Mrs. de la Torre.
-[María] Yes. Excuse me.
We couldn't wait anymore,
so we began without you.
-I got here as fast as I could.
-Yes, well, as I was saying...
Mar has never been prone to violence.
It's not in her nature.
Something must have triggered it.
Sorry to interrupt, but what happened?
I already explained to your husband,
and I have no time to get into details,
but your daughter dislocated
a classmate's shoulder.
And you must know
that in this establishment,
we don't tolerate violence
under any circumstances.
And most definitely not from a lady.
My daughter mentioned that her classmate
had been picking on her.
So maybe he provoked the whole thing.
Are you actually blaming the victim?
Shh.
-No, no. No, I didn't wanna...
-[principal] No, ma'am.
-That's not it. That's not it.
-No, that's not what I...
The problem is in your home.
Mar used to be an exemplary student.
That is until the...
misunderstanding between you two.
Sorry, how is that relevant?
It's obvious that an unstable home
generates unstable children.
-Uh, excuse me.
-[principal] Ah.
In fact, I think this instant
is completely isolated.
-Yeah, completely.
-I can assure you, I know my daughter.
And I'm certain that she's very sorry.
The family of the victim demands
that Mar be suspended.
No. No, wait, please.
-No. No, no, no.
-Alejandro.
Isn't there some punishment
that's not quite so drastic?
Didn't you even say so yourself?
She's an exemplary student.
Unless you could agree
to both somehow cooperate.
-Yes, yes. Whatever it takes. Of course.
-We'll do whatever. Yes.
Whatever's necessary.
So tell us what we have to do.
This is a family mediator.
Talk to her.
And if she recommends it,
I will talk to the parents
of the other child
so that Mar doesn't miss this year.
The problem isn't the separation.
-It's how you're managing it.
-I knew you'd blame me.
Make the appointment with the mediator.
That's what we have to do
at this moment, María.
Will you do that for Mar?
And will you please take Mar home?
Because I came in a taxi.
[Alejandro] Of course I can, but
I need to tell you something important,
and I never seem to find the right time.
[Mar] Mom.
Mar, let's go, honey.
Mom.
The first thing you'll do tomorrow
is apologize to that boy.
But he should be apologizing to me.
You dislocated his shoulder, María.
Yes, because that boy said the next
confession the m*rder*r would reveal
was going to be yours.
[sighs]
Well, ignore what he says.
[Alejandro] Mar.
Let's go and we'll talk about this calmly.
[car door closes]
Your father's waiting.
EXIT
Gerardo.
[chuckles]
That son of a b*tch. That's his car.
f*cking Lozano.
I'll drag him home by his hair,
that prick.
[Tony] Be careful with his pompadour.
[chuckles]
A leopard never changes its spots.
[crowd cheering]
[Óscar] I'm Óscar. How can I help?
Good afternoon, Mr. Óscar.
Tony and I are looking for our fellow
policeman, Detective Plutarco Lozano.
Around here he goes by Elvis.
-Of course. He was here last night.
-So, he just came and left?
He was excited. He won big last night.
He left dancing, inviting everyone
to his daughter's quinceañera.
He had a big ballroom, he said.
WELCOME
Gerardo.
[sighs]
[Gerardo] Gentlemen! Meeting.
Everyone come here.
Stop what you're doing! We got news!
Our friend Plutarco Lozano is missing.
This morning,
we found his abandoned car at Jai Alai.
We believe he was taken.
With all due respect, brother,
this is Lozano.
If the guy's head weren't screwed on,
he'd lose it, right? [laughs]
Not this time, Gil. Last night he won.
A good amount.
Witnesses said he was happy and sober.
He was shouting
that he was gonna throw his daughter
the best quinceañera party in history.
We found his keys right next to his car.
We have to assume
that our colleague, Plutarco Lozano,
was kidnapped by the very same person
who k*lled Quintanilla and Guerra.
-Do you understand?
-[all] Yes, sir.
And do you think
there will be a confession?
g*dd*mn it, Vaca.
A colleague of yours has gone missing,
and all you're worried about
is a f*cking confession in the newspaper,
you dumb prick!
Drop whatever it is you're doing!
Find him!
I don't wanna see any of you
here at the station
until you have information
on Plutarco Lozano!
[all] Yes, sir.
[Gerardo] If we find Lozano,
we find the k*ller.
The people would rather build
a monument for The Executioner
before exposing who's k*lling cops.
Now that it's one of yours,
you actually care, is that it?
Should you hear anything...
Yeah. All right, thank you.
If you hear anything
about Plutarco Lozano,
you call me right away, understand that?
-You seen him, as*h*le, huh?
-Maybe, maybe.
Have you checked in Sugondese?
What is Sugondese?
-Suck on these nuts. [laughs]
-[onlooker] Leave him alone, you as*h*le!
-All right, m*therf*cker!
-[onlooker] Hey, stop it! Stop it!
-[crowd clamoring]
-Start the car!
m*therf*cker!
Let's go!
-Are you okay?
-How could I be?
We've wasted our time all day here
because of my sister.
-It's known as battle fatigue.
-Huh.
That's what I suspect you're feeling.
I've never been in w*r, so no.
Doesn't ring a bell.
It's not the most appropriate term.
The only thing I'm feeling is impotence,
because we're back in this f*cking park.
That's not what I've observed.
I can stop if I want.
You'll probably exchange it
for something even worse.
-My recommendation is...
-I don't care.
[assistant] They're talking.
[marketer] All right, cut.
Look, darling,
you're not supposed to talk.
And take a step to your right, please.
-Thank you.
-I'm not your darling.
María!
-María!
-[María] Chela.
What are you doing here?
-Sorry to bring bad news, but...
-What happened?
-Last night, Lozano was kidnapped.
-What?
-Oh, my God.
-They're looking for him everywhere.
But they're acting
as if he's already dead.
You have to do something.
Well, my hands are tied from here.
Weren't your hands also tied
with The Undresser?
But you still managed to capture him.
Listen. Whatever you did in that moment,
you have to do it again now.
All right.
I promise I will try.
Thanks. Thank you.
Hello. Good afternoon.
Lieutenant María de la Torre.
I know who you are.
I'm here to speak to your husband.
I was told I could find him here.
Hello?
[gentle classical music playing]
I need your help, Goyo.
[Cadenas] I'm sorry, María.
I was tired of waiting.
I found...
another activity to spend my time on.
But you looked for me and...
I looked for Escobedo too.
You know what?
You both...
looked at me in the very same manner.
As if I were going to harm you. [chuckles]
Another one of our colleagues is missing.
Detective Plutarco Lozano.
Why... should I listen to you, María?
Why?
Because it's not too late
to prove that you...
are more than everything
they said about you.
Much more.
[classical music continues in distance]
What we know is
that the k*ller captures his victims
and then forces them to confess
without violence.
After he obtains what he needs,
he gives them a compound
called sodium Pentothal.
A lethal injection.
You know it?
I lived in jail.
A more humane death, that's what they say.
"A more humane death." How strange.
Do you know the death penalty
doesn't exist in Mexico?
We may be barbarians in lots of ways,
but I was more than lucky, for once.
[giggles]
I want to know,
how do they capture all these confessions?
[María] He uses a hand held camera.
Pretty sophisticated.
There aren't many in Mexico.
He stole it from a film director.
But we don't know much more.
[Cadenas] Hmm.
[classical music continues]
[María] Mmm.
Thank you. They're very good.
You may go, Macaria.
Listen to me.
These gestures of courtesy,
they're unnecessary.
I was only being nice.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
All she hears is condescension.
In a woman, jealousy flares up
when the person she is jealous of is kind.
What path do you think I need to follow
to find Plutarco Lozano?
Only yours, María. None other.
-I don't understand.
-Oh, I'm sure you can.
How could you not?
You did it with The Undresser.
The police were busy wondering
who he was going to m*rder next,
-and in the meantime, you...
-We were attempting to figure out why.
Ah, yes.
That is the question most important.
And as you moved in that direction,
you investigated the victims.
And the more you learned of them,
the more you learned of him. How's that?
And so we have to focus on the victims.
I'd say so.
Who is Plutarco Lozano?
That is a very pertinent question.
Huh?
[María] Where they're looking,
they'll never find him.
Because Lozano
is a crooked police officer.
And they'll try to avoid mentioning that
no matter the cost.
And what we all have to do is
just the opposite.
We need to know
all about his corrupt activities.
And be able to anticipate
what he'll confess to.
That way we can get ahead of everyone else
and find out where The Executioner
has taken him.
[Valentina laughs]
Are you listening to yourselves?
We are in the park.
We can't investigate sh*t
if Escobedo won't let us move from here.
We don't actually need to move from here.
We converted a cellar
into our investigation base, did we not?
[dramatic music playing]
[María] We need a comms center.
Telephone and radio.
Chela can get us a copy
of Lozano's police record.
And the cases Lozano investigated
over the past year.
We can use the trunk of my car
as an investigation board. It's wide.
There's a chance The Executioner
has access to these files too,
and that's why he chose Lozano.
[Valentina] So you think he's a cop?
[María] I think
we shouldn't disregard anyone.
[Ángeles] Lozano may have been careful,
but he could have left patterns.
In cases of police corruption,
it's common to use official files
with false information
to hide the crime underneath.
POLICE
HONOR AND TRUST
-Here's what I found.
-[music stops]
closed cases
involved business closures
and permits for land use.
And?
According to official police rules
for the Federal District,
detectives aren't authorized
to handle closures or inspect permits.
Those are the responsibility
of the verification department.
So, that's where
we have to be looking, then?
We should talk to Gerardo.
None of those guys are going to give us
the information we're looking for.
-Exactly.
-I know who will help us, though.
[dramatic music resumes]
I have no idea, Curly.
Why don't you ask someone else?
Because they have so much more to lose
compared to you.
-Yeah, because I don't know a thing.
-[sighs]
Gabriel, we believe
we can still find Lozano alive.
But we need to know what kind
of shady stuff he was involved with.
I'll tell you, Curly.
But if you tell anyone,
I'll deny it till the day I die.
I promise.
[Gabriel] For a few months,
he asked me to drive him at night.
When Gilberto had hepatitis. Remember?
It was always the same routine.
We got there, he got out of the car,
went inside a place,
and I waited in the car.
[Lozano speaking indistinctly]
For the most part,
he would go inside for a few minutes,
and come out with an envelope.
[engine starts]
He was usually calm.
But one night....
[bar owner grunting]
[grunting continues]
Gabriel, come here!
-I said come here, m*therf*cker!
-[Gabriel] No!
[grunts]
He never asked me to go with him again.
Good luck.
Lozano was shutting down businesses,
getting paid for protection racketeering,
then lifting the suspensions.
[Valentina] And obviously
no one filed a complaint.
Who would want to?
They couldn't speak up because
they were being blackmailed by a cop.
He could be in one of these 13 places.
The assassin had to have picked the place
for a specific reason.
Come on, Emilio.
I told you I didn't want
any more dead officers.
-Did they find him?
-No, Mr. President.
But we should assume
this officer has been,
how can I put it, m*rder*d.
What we need to be focusing on
in this very moment is his confession.
What do you propose?
Hmm.
Mr. President, I came to ask
your permission to besiege the media.
We'll send plainclothes officers to
control the TV studios, radio and press.
We'll monitor every single word
and image that's made public.
If that son of a b*tch
films another confession,
no one will notice.
We'll steal his audience,
and little by little,
that f*ck will fade into oblivion.
I've also prepared an incentive package
to compensate the media
for the inconvenience.
If this goes wrong, Emilio, it's on you.
Mr. President, you once told me
you're where you are
because during important moments,
you did what you had to do.
[exhales]
I think I'm beginning to see
the Chief of Police I was looking for.
[Gabina] We have a theory
on where Lozano could be.
We know that he collected protection fees
from many businesses.
Lozano may be in any one
of these 13 places.
We know Quintanilla was found
inside a cargo container at customs.
The same place he confessed
to k*lling a drug smuggler.
Lozano is mostly likely in the place
where he committed his worst crime.
But we don't know which one it was.
[sirens wailing]
[sirens stop]
[power tool buzzing]
[ominous music playing]
[water splashing]
[Gerardo] We're here, brother.
Plutarco?
[sorrowful music playing]
[Gerardo breathing shakily]
[breathing shakily]
[breathing shakily]
[breathing shakily]
[inhales sharply, sighs]
I'm so sorry, Chela.
I know you loved him.
I don't know what you're talking about.
He was just a colleague.
Well, there's no need to explain to me.
I just wanted to say that
if the day comes when you need a friend,
I'll be here.
His wife came to identify his corpse.
I couldn't bring myself
to tell her I'm sorry.
[slow orchestral music playing]
Hello, Esperanza.
I'm María.
[music ends]
Can I give you a ride?
I can't go.
I can't go back home without him.
He was her everything. How can I tell her?
You'll know what to say.
Please, María.
Please, why don't you...
you tell her everything?
Esperanza, that's not for me to do.
It has to be you.
I don't wanna be the one
to break her heart. I just can't do it.
But her pain will be there
no matter who tells her.
I just don't want my baby to suffer.
No mother does.
But it's impossible.
Then what purpose do I serve?
To be by her side.
[Esperanza sobs]
To give her your hand
and hold her while she cries.
Sometimes that's the only thing we can do.
[sentimental music playing]
Yeah.
Okay.
[music ends]
Lozano caused that fire.
Leave me alone, Gabina.
[sighs]
Two days before it happened,
he enforced the closure
for insufficient protection against fire.
They just m*rder*d my friend.
Maybe you don't understand.
[bottle clatters]
Get out.
I wanna be alone.
You must have known.
That's how you knew how to find him.
Lozano was a very sick man, Gabina.
He'd bet everything,
whether he had it or not.
He was overwhelmed with debt.
So he began to collect cash
wherever he possibly could.
How many times did I tell him to stop?
But he wouldn't listen.
He blackmailed lots of people.
[Gerardo breathes heavily]
Gabina, Delfos' owner
was no saint himself.
The owner of Delfos
wasn't a police officer. Lozano was.
Gerardo, the file said
that one person was k*lled in that fire.
Why the hell do you need to tell me this?
Lozano wasn't a bad person.
So, please,
don't ask me to crucify someone
who saved my life loads of times.
Understand? [sobs]
I couldn't save him, g*dd*mn it!
I couldn't save him!
Can I come in?
I did my homework and cleaned my room,
if that's what you wanna know.
Thank you for defending me, honey.
What?
I don't agree with your method.
But I understand how you must have felt.
[emotional music playing]
I don't wanna be expelled.
Tomorrow, Dad and I have a meeting.
And we'll make them understand
that your school needs
more young ladies like you.
Not fewer.
And no matter what happens next,
we'll face it together.
Can I tell you something?
Yes, you can.
In the car, Dad told me
I was right to defend you.
He did?
Why don't we go out?
If I remember correctly,
there's a cool premiere today.
And we have tickets.
-[gasps] Yes! I love you! Thank you!
-[laughs]
[doorbell rings]
Valentina.
What are you doing here?
Um, I came for the book by Sor Juana.
It's late, but fine.
I'll fetch it. Wait for me here.
[footsteps approach]
I want it back, please.
I normally don't lend out my books.
I know. Thank you.
Uh, one more thing. Uh...
What were you trying to tell me
in the park?
I would speak to a professional
about what's going on.
The battle fatigue?
[poignant music playing]
And, well, if you'd like,
we could speak about, uh...
well, what I've been experiencing.
Not with me.
It would be unethical to give you therapy
without the required training.
You don't need to be trained.
Because I don't need a therapist.
I just need a friend.
But why me?
How should I know? That's how it is.
I speak to you or I keep quiet.
Can you help me?
It's 9 p.m., and if I'm not asleep in
an hour, it will alter my circadian cycle.
How about...
another day?
Another day. That's fine.
Okay. [chuckles]
Thanks again.
[footsteps depart]
[lively jazz music plays]
[reporters clamoring]
Right this way. Welcome.
Hello. Good evening, ladies.
-Can we get a few smiles? Smile, please.
-María. María. A word, please.
[María] Oh, wow!
[María gasps] María Félix!
Excuse me. I'm so sorry.
Hmm. Great dress. You look ravishing.
Are you an actress?
No, I'm actually a police lieutenant.
At your service, Lieutenant.
At your service.
Darling!
[chuckling] María. Welcome.
What an honor to have you here.
I really hope you enjoy the film.
-I'll wait inside.
-Of course. [chuckles]
-Mr. Arizmendi, how are you?
-Hello.
I'm Lieutenant de la Torre.
We were introduced at your house.
Uh, of course, Lieutenant.
How nice of you to show up.
-My daughter. Mar.
-Yeah.
We aren't usually invited
to this type of event.
I can imagine that. Well,
I don't have much time. I have to go.
Excuse me. I still have so much to do.
If you'll excuse me.
Is that the man who invited you?
Well, honey, he's under
a lot of pressure, poor guy.
Second call! Second!
[jazz music plays]
[María] Right here, my dear.
Wow. This place is cool.
Wow. It really is.
It's the Metropólitan Theater.
I'd heard of it many times, Mar,
but I've never been here before.
Did you imagine it like this?
-[usher] Ladies and gentlemen!
-No. It's even better.
-This is the third call!
-[Arizmendi] I'm going... I'm going
-to see what's going on.
-[usher] Third call!
-Will you excuse me?
-Yes, of course.
I'm honored you're here.
-Enjoy the premiere. Sit down.
-[María Félix] Happy to be here.
[Arizmendi] Excuse me.
[suspenseful music]
My name is Plutarco Lozano.
I'm with the Police Department of the
Federal District. I'm a detective there.
This is my confession.
-[audience gasping]
-There was this nightclub.
El Delfos. The owner owed me money.
-Mar, you listen to me right now.
-So I shut it down.
But he wouldn't pay me...
Don't move from this seat
until I return, okay?
-Okay.
-I'll be right back.
It was supposed
to be empty that night.
But someone fell asleep there
and he couldn't get out.
I k*lled that person.
[menacing music playing]
I didn't mean to, but I m*rder*d him.
[audience gasping]
[Lozano continues confession indistinctly]
[María panting]
I used the money to gamble,
and I almost always lost.
[dramatic music]
-Where is the projection room?
-It's upstairs.
Call the police!
[usher] Ma'am, you can't go up there!
[Lozano] Everything costs money.
Booze costs money.
Broads cost money.
And on a cop's salary, forget it.
You gotta earn a living however you can.
Twenty years I've been charging business
owners for protection in different places.
I used the money to gamble. I always lost.
Lots of people at the station
knew what I was doing.
And if anyone said anything,
we'd come to an agreement.
I'd give them a cut. That was that.
What else? Oh, yeah.
Lucas Otero.
An amateur reporter from La Independencia.
Insignificant.
I was given orders. I had to take him out.
I was told to make it appear like
an attack by The Undresser. But it wasn't.
No.
It was my fault.
Just as I was about to deliver
the final blow that would k*ll him,
somebody walked into the apartment
and I had to run away.
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