01x09 - Festival

[bunniefuu]

My first festival!

We're a bit early but it's okay,
we'll avoid super long lines.

-This will be amazing.
-Yeah.

Will we get wristbands?
I always wanted one.

Sure. You just stay with me,

I've been to three
of these things.

Can we go to the bathroom?
I'm desperate. It's the nerves.

Okay, let's go straight to pee,
because later it's a mission.

I missed One Direction,
waiting in line.

One Direction?
I'd have peed in a bottle.

Yeah, in front of everyone
with my a*s out.

I'm not missing anything today.

I won't get a chance
like this for a long time.

You deserve it
after your family dramas.

Yeah, well.
I hope my mom gets better.

Let's not think about it now.
It's festival time!

-Yeah!
-Come on.

-I got my first wristband.
-Yeah!

Let's go.

CRAZY

Hey, Isabel.

-What do you want?
-Look...

If you're bringing me
more weird crap, save it.

-I'm done with mysteries.
-You have a call.

I don't feel like talking.

Is it Sol?

-Is it my daughter?
-It's your husband.

My husband?

-Yes.
-I'm not married.

The guy on the phone
says he's your husband.

He's insisting
on talking to you.

Thanks.

sh*t.

He's one of the ex-cons.

Holy sh*t.

We must get the photo
to the press now.

And alert him, giving him time
to go into hiding?

He's already in hiding.

We need any tip
that might help us find him.

I agree. Get it circulated.

Hello. Pretending to be
my husband to speak to me?

You're unbelievable, Nieto.
A real shrewd operator.

Surprise.
Did you like the flowers?

I couldn't decide
between yellow or red.

But red is a color of passion

and our love
broke down long ago...

Why are you calling?

If you're looking for humanity
or compassion,

-I won't forgive you.
-No, I know.

You hold a grudge. Unfairly.

You can't compare what you did
to me with what I did to you.

Fifteen minutes
of sexual discord

versus 16 years behind bars.

I think the scales
tip in my favor.

Sexual discord?

You b*stard.
What you did was brutal.

Don't call me, come near me,
or send me flowers.

Oh, you'll want to talk to me.

Your daughter... well,

the thing you and I made,

is at a concert right now.

-Why would you mention her?
-See, you do want to talk.

Don't touch her.

Planet Sound Festival.
Ring any bells?

It would be great
if you could join us.

-Are you with her?
-She's right here.

A stone's throw away,
as people say.

If you harm my daughter,
I'll k*ll you.

As it's a family matter,
nobody else needs to know.

-I'm sure you get my point.
-I won't tell anyone.

-Don't touch her.
-Good.

And if I were you,
I'd leave now.

You don't want
to miss the best part.

Don't forget your ticket.
It'll be quite the show.

Three thousand euros.

You're going to pay me


Does that seem too little?
A lot?

What for?

For being me, easy.

That's all?

That's all.

Well, it's a lot of money

-for not much work.
-I pay who and what I want.

What good is money
if you can't help those in need?

Do a good job,
there'll be more work.

So, locking me up
was unnecessary.

I would have said yes.

Yes, perhaps that was a bit
over the top.

All's well that ends well.

Put this suit on.

If you don't want to do it,
I can't force you.

Tell me something.

Why do you need someone
to pretend to be you?

Tell me the truth.

I told you a woman
ruined my life, right?

The one in the photo.

We have a daughter.

The kid loves me.

But her mom
won't let us see each other.

She says I didn't live up
to her expectations

when we were together.
Sound familiar?

The three of us
have never been together.

So I came up with a strategy
to make the mother see sense.

-I always wanted to have kids.
-Right?

There's nothing more beautiful
than giving life.

PROPERTY OWNERSHIP TAX
ANDREA LLANES CASTRO

Cris, have you seen
a jacket around?

I've looked at home, in the car,
I can't find it anywhere.

-No.
-Is something wrong?

Haven't you seen the news?

They identified
the Parot k*ller.

Look.

He's one of them,
it's incredible.

I'll get it.

PAROT CASE k*ller IDENTIFIED
AS ROBERTO PLAZA

It's not possible.

It can't be.

-Wasn't this man on your radar?
-Absolutely.

The result of a new line
of inquiry.

It's how I've always worked.

Thank you. Sorry, this will be
on the news, right?

-Yes.
-Thanks.

Someone called. The suspect is
at his boarding house.

-Do you have the address?
-Yes.

-Let's go.
-Shouldn't we wait for Nieto

-and the boss?
-Let's go.

We're leaving in six minutes.

Now's the time
to use the bathroom.

I've really outdone myself.

I don't look like me.

You're skilled. You should be
a sculptor or a potter.

Do you really think
I'm going to waste my 250 IQ

on making clay masks?

I'm just getting something.

Police. Open the door.

Open up. Police!

Hey, what's going on in there?

You'll put this on.

And follow my instructions.

Step by step.

Wouldn't you rather explain?

-So I know what I'm doing.
-No.

I mean, if I'm in on it,
I can be of more use.

No, nobody is as useful to me
as you are right now. Okay?

Thanks,
but I haven't done anything yet.

Well. One for you.

And one for me.

We'll go in separately.

And don't talk to anyone.

-I'll do a good job, you'll see.
-Of course.

Look closely.

If you see her, steer clear.

-Is that your daughter?
-I'm meeting her inside.

It'll all turn out fine.

-Are we going in?
-We'll give her a little longer.

-Who?
-My daughter's mother.

-How's it looking?
-Not good. He's going to ICU.

Look where
your stupid vanity got you.

Let the dead rest
in peace, Nieto.

You shouldn't
have listened to him.

And less finger-pointing.

Asking for citizen participation
was a good decision.

His mistake was
not bringing back-up.

Yeah, tell that
to Perea's wife at his funeral.

He's not dead yet.

Look, Nieto, all I'm concerned
with is arresting Plaza.

So forget what might have been
and focus on finding him.

Sir, we just found this.

Why is it soaking wet?

It was in the toilet tank.

Excuse me.

-Hey, what are you doing?
-Sorry.

She's here.

Yes, copy that.

-You know what you have to do.
-Don't worry, we're good.

I never thought otherwise.

-I'll find us a space.
-I'll head to the bar.

Nobody expects the unexpected.

-Sol.
-Why are you here?

-Did you like your gift?
-What gift?

This.

You sent me the tickets?

-I thought you'd like them.
-Thank you.

But I don't need anything
from you.

I want to fix things between us.

And with your mother too,
of course.

Well,
that's pretty much impossible.

Right.

Why don't you wait over there
and I'll tell you my plan?

-Want a drink?
-Okay.

-Whatever.
-I'll go get it.

You can head off.
I have no more patients today.

There's a cop here
to speak to you.

Should I send him in?

Yes, of course.

-I was just leaving.
-Don't tell me you need therapy.

Very possibly.
If I lay down on this couch,

-I wouldn't get up in months.
-It's all yours.

-How's Isabel?
-Fine.

Well, these things take time.

I'm really grateful you came
to check up on her.

Honestly,
I'm here about something else.

It's about
the Parot case k*ller.

We know who it is.

I don't know
if you saw it on the news?

I may spend my time
curing past traumas,

but I'm not completely
out the loop.

According to prison records,
you treated him for two years.

Yes, that's right.

-Have you caught him?
-He escaped.

That's why I need your help.

I don't know, give us something,

any friends, old girlfriends,

a place he might go
to hide out...

Therapists get told
a lot of stuff.

Well, his parents are dead
and he always said...

well, he said he was alone,
that he had nobody in the world.

Yeah, I know.

We checked and no family,
not even a dog to come home to.

Even so,
at some point in your meetings

he may have said something.
You spent hours together.

Anything at all we can go on
to help us find him

would really help.

Andrea.

He's dangerous.

He was truly remorseful
for what he did to that girl.

What a way to show it,
k*lling a few more.

Anyway, if I remember anything,
I'll let you know.

Okay.

One day you can explain to me
how the human mind is capable

of justifying m*rder
and living with it.

I don't have all the answers.
Everyone's mind is different.

-Goodnight.
-Night.

Where's my daughter?

Police.

Hands up, drop your weapon.

Mom?

Freeze!

A police officer
has just k*lled a man.

The officer's name
is Isabel Mora.

-She's armed and on the loose.
-sh*t.

The victim is
Manuel Herrero...

She really screwed up
this time.

Goddammit.

Train stations,
bus stations, airports,

car rental companies.

Taxi companies.
Get them to talk to all drivers.

I want any means
of transport covered,

even the rowboats in the park.

Lots of people have died.

And if there is a threat,
he'll sh**t to k*ll.

So be careful.

As for our next case...

Get a search warrant
for her apartment.

-We need to know if she's been.
-Excuse me, sir.

We just got a report
of a stolen truck.

-Plaza?
-It was at a retreat

-in the mountains.
-She's in that truck. Go!

Nieto, wait here.

Let's check access points
at the retreat.

Speak to Parks and Recreation,

shut the area down.

Leaving only one access point...

Andrea.

Come on, you shouldn't be here.

-Come on.
-What happened?

What do you know?
You have to tell me something.

-Grandma!
-Sol!

Thank you.

We have the search warrant
for Isabel's house.

Should we question the mother?

What for?
I wouldn't give us anything

if I were hiding my daughter.
Anyway, just look at her.

She's in shock.
She knows nothing.

But you can get authorization
to intercept her phone.

You think Isabel might
get in touch?

She may, it's her mother.

And Nieto's phone, too.

Isabel Mora,

you're under arrest for m*rder.

-Is this a bad time?
-They took my statement already.

I saw the same as everyone else.

-May I come in?
-Any news?

-About what?
-About what happened.

That's exactly what
I wanted to discuss. May I?

Lovely home you have here.

Would you be so kind
as to tell me why you're here?

This is comfy.

A relic from the last century.
The upholstery is a masterpiece.

I prefer a machine-washable
cover myself.

Very practical.

Any idea why Isabel Mora
was at that festival?

-Should I have?
-No.

But it's strange,
because she was at a retreat

and took off suddenly
to go to a concert.

Why do I feel like
I've done something wrong?

-You were at that concert, too.
-That's right.

I'm a music buff.

-Is that a crime?
-No.

-It's a coincidence.
-No, it isn't.

I called her.

I wanted to speak with her
about our daughter.

-Sol is your daughter?
-Yes.

I sent Isabel an invitation.

I wanted a happy, public place,
for the three of us to meet.

Why didn't you say so before?

Because people like me
are always considered guilty.

I have to prove
my innocence time and again.

Even if only to justify
my desperate attempt

to seek forgiveness.

And the chance
to be a good father.

You say you sent her
an invitation.

-How did you know where she was?
-My daughter told me.

You can ask her.

When you spoke to Isabel
on the phone,

did she say anything

-that could explain why...?
-Why she'd k*ll a man?

Are you putting
someone's delusions on me?

No.

Thank you.

Would you be willing
to undergo a lie-detector test?

Just to confirm
what you've told me.

It's entirely voluntary,
as you know.

No problem.

-When should I come?
-Right now?

If you could come with me,

it'd be better
at this stage of the case.

-Right now?
-Yes.

Of course.

What's this?

It was among her things.

I HATE YOU

b*stard

MONSTER

SCUMBAG

I HATE YOU

May I?

Ready. You can go ahead.

Can you tell me
your full name?

Julián López de Haro Osorio.

Did you invite Isabel Mora
to the concert

to resolve an issue
with your daughter?

That's right.

Say yes or no.

Yes.

PHYSIOLOGICAL ACTIVITY SYSTEM

Was that your only intention?

The only one.

Yes or no?

Yes.

Where's my daughter?

You said you weren't
going to k*ll me.

And I'm not.

She is.

Is it true
Isabel Mora's daughter

got in contact with you
of her own free will?

Yes.

Don't move.

-Put the g*n down now.
-I didn't k*ll anyone.

-Listen to me.
-Drop the g*n.

Are you going to sh**t me?

This is all Haro's doing
but I can't prove it.

You meant to k*ll him
and got the wrong guy.

We found the newspaper clippings
in your apartment.

I saw what you wrote
on his photos.

What newspapers?

The wise thing to do
is turn yourself in.

-No.
-Goddammit.

I need your help. Please.

You were under huge stress.

-You could plead insanity.
-I'm not crazy.

Please, don't make this worse.
Give me the g*n.

You know me.

How could you think
I'd k*ll someone?

How?

Okay.

Now what?
What are you going to do?

Are you going to do your duty?
Do it.

You'll be putting
an innocent person behind bars.

I need something to go on.

-You can believe in me.
-No.

-That's not enough for a cop.
-A mediocre cop.

You never could see things
from a different perspective.

Haro has planned all of this.

Everything that's been happening
to me coincides

with him getting out.

That theory
is impossible to prove.

I was knocked out
with chloroform.

When I came to,
I had a g*n in my hand

and Haro wasn't there anymore.

But he was the guy
I'd been following.

-You followed him to k*ll him.
-No.

He called me so I'd go.
He didn't tell you that, right?

Yes, we know that.
And we know Sol is his daughter.

And that he wanted to meet
to talk about her.

No.

Do you believe him?

Haro took a voluntary
lie-detector test.

And he passed.
He's not hiding anything.

Lots of cold-blooded people
can keep a cool head

to pass that test
and keep lying.

-And you know it.
-Enough!

That's enough.

Okay.

Don't help me.

I'll do it on my own.

Let me go.

Let me go.

Nieto, it's me, Abaño.

-What's she doing here?
-She was downstairs.

I just wanted
to see how you were.

With all the Isabel stuff.
You were partners, after all.

Can we leave the visits
for another time?

No. I need to talk to you.

We're in the middle...
of two police investigations.

I'm fine. Thanks for asking.

Any news on Plaza?
Can you give me anything?

No.

-I need to pee.
-Can't you go to a bar?

It's 1am.
Let me use the damn bathroom.

-I'm grabbing a glass of water.
-Can I get you a cold one?

Ideal.

Incredible what happened, right?

-The bathroom's that way.
-Isn't life crazy?

One day you're a normal person
and the next you can k*ll a man.

Weren't you going
to the bathroom?

Can I get a drink, please?
Anything stronger?

No.

You knew Isabel well, right?

And nothing made you suspect
she could become a k*ller?

Get out.

Why are you treating me
like sh*t?

With that air
of moral superiority.

Holding the fact that I revealed
Isabel's past against me.

Who's worse?

Tell me.

All I did was tell the truth.

I haven't k*lled anyone.

You were better
when you thought with your c*ck.

I'm tired.

Can we talk
in a few hours' time?

I'm putting my a*s on the line
telling you this.

They've tapped your phone.

Isabel is in real deep sh*t.
Don't go down with her.

-Has she been in touch with you?
-No.

Come on, while you're here,
take the vinyls you lent me.

Okay, great.

We were a good team.

And now Perea's fighting
for his life in the ICU,

Isabel is wanted
and they've tapped your phone.

What's happened to us, man?

It was these, right?

Is that the door?

-Probably the neighbors.
-That's the door.

Goddammit, Nieto.

Alert all units.

Isabel has been seen
in Barrio de las Letras.

Hello. What are you doing?

Nothing, collecting...
chestnuts.

At this time of night?
That's weird.

You shouldn't be out
so late either, right?

I was collecting worms
to go fishing.

-On your own?
-Yes.

I climbed out
of my bedroom window.

-I do it often.
-No.

I mean, does anyone
know you're here?

No. I heard a noise
and came to check it out.

There's never anyone here.

There's blood on your shirt.
Did you fall?

Yes.

-Alright. Bye.
-Hold on.

I didn't do anything.

Be careful.

She's armed.

I hardly think she's going
to sh**t at us.

-What are you doing here?
-Helping.

Helping who?

I'm on the side of justice.
You shouldn't doubt that.

-You hid her at your place.
-No.

She was there when I got home.

I gave her the chance to do
the right thing,

turn herself in.

I'd have done the same
for you.

Damn, this is bullshit.

Fine, but don't go on your own.
Have someone go with you.

Why?

Shouldn't be out so late, dad.
-Answer me.

Why did you accuse
your mother and I

of having abused you?

Because people need
a justification for evil.

What do you mean?
I don't understand.

Take it easy, you're recovering.

In fact, you started all this,

with all the stuff about giving
my victims my inheritance, etc.

-This is about the inheritance?
-That was the trigger, yes.

I didn't like it at all.

But I have plenty of money.

I need something more
to become what I once was.

Society's forgiveness.

-Forgiveness for what I did.
-They'll never forgive you.

That's where you're wrong.

Evil for evil's sake is
what can never be forgiven.

But that all changes
if you have a reason.

That's where childhood comes in.

That darling era
where everything fits

and nothing can be proven.

You'd throw us to the wolves
to save yourself.

That's the answer
you came looking for.

I won't allow it.

Who are they going to believe?

I'm the victim this time.

And people always side
with victims and children.

Leave your mother out of this.

Say it was me.

But leave her out of it.

No.

It won't have the same impact.

I know you're there.

It had to be you who found me.

Well, there we go.

-This is the end of the line.
-Don't move.

Here.

My car keys.
It's parked where it always is.

If there's the slightest chance
what you're saying is true,

I'm going to prove it.

Hide.

And don't call me.

Don't move.