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- Sub-inspector Parodi! - Present!

Missus...

Deputy commissioner Di Pasquo.

Sergeant Villafañe...

Chief commissioner Molinari, internal affairs.

At your disposal, missus.

Sergeant Avendaño.

- He really liked you, you know? - I liked him a lot, missus.

Will you join us, missus?

You're aware that I was divorced, right?

Yes, but to us, you'll always be the wife of a colleague.

Taking care is our duty.

I'd like to leave.

Yes, of course.

Hey, kid.

Escort the missus to the exit.

While you're at it, show her his desk.

Something there might interest her.

Go ahead.

Thanks.

Over here.

- Good day. - Good day.

Through the hallway, then left.

You wanted to leave, right?

It showed on your face.

- Was it that obvious? - Pretty much.

Okay, this is the desk.

ANTHOLOGY OF CRIME

- Can I take his things? - Yes, of course.

- I'll get you a box. - Thanks.

FEDERAL POLICE CLUB

- Is this okay? - Yes.

That's fine, thanks.

That's his computer?

That one.

The hard drive isn't there though. Internal affairs has it.

- If you want, I can talk to Molinari... - That won't be necessary, thanks.

Okay.

While we're at it, I'd like to ask what do you plan to do with the house.

With what house?

Your husband's...

The property has to be vacated and transferred.

You can stop by and see if you want to keep something.

There's nothing there I'd like, thanks.

NATIONAL CONTEST FIRST PLACE

Okay, fine.

In this case, we'll handle everything.

But I need you to sign here, please.

Why do you need my signature?

It's your authorization.

You authorize us to handle your husband's things.

Everything that was left there.

In that case, I'd rather check the house first.

Perfect.

- Do you want me to take you there? - No.

When you're done there please give the signed paper

and the keys to the neighbor next door.

That's it.

Fine, thanks.

Hello, Tri Tri.

- You scared me. - I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

- It's okay. - I'd like to give you something.

Okay.

It belonged to Cesar.

Thanks, but...

I won't need it. I don't know how to use it.

Doesn't matter. Please keep it.

It's what he would have wanted.

- No one will ask about it here? - I'll handle it, don't worry.

Okay. I accept it just because it's you.

One other thing.

The bullets.

I told you I won't use it. I don't want bullets.

Please keep them.

You know...

He always loved you very much.

Do you need something?

The key doesn't work.

- Do you know if the lock was changed? - It's the same one.

It has its quirks...

- Are you from the court? - No.

I'm his ex-wife.

A girl always came...

Anything you need, you know where I live.

FROM DEEP INSIDE YOU, KNEELING DOWN, A SAD BOY LIKE ME IS WATCHING US.

SILVIA, WITH LOVE. CHRISTMAS '15

CALL FROM OSVALDO, SCHOOL

- Silvia, finally! - Hello, Osvaldo.

Are you okay? I called you several times.

Yes, I'm fine. I left my phone in the car.

Thank God. I was worried.

Well, turns out...

Hold on. I can't hear you.

Can you hear me now?

- Hello? - Yes, I hear you.

I think I won't go to school today.

Can you do the lecture for me? Inform the kids?

Of course.

Take a few days off. You don't need to come.

I'll cover you. How do you feel?

So-so. I'm tired.

- I haven't slept all night. - You should have called me.

- Should I send you a doctor? - No, forget it.

I have to go.

What did you want to tell me?

Nothing important. Some guys showed up yesterday.

They checked the attendance.

What did they want?

Nothing. Don't worry. We'll talk later.

Okay. Thanks. A kiss.

- Hello, Manuel. - Hello.

- Hey, Silvia... - Yes?

The cable guys showed up.

- What cable? - The Wi-Fi.

They came to connect it. They said you scheduled it.

They came and waited a while.

You didn't arrive, so they asked for the key.

- And you gave it to them? - No.

- You didn't tell me to... - It's okay.

- What did they do? - Since you didn't come,

they took the opportunity and checked the cables at the terrace.

They must be still there.

- Thanks, Manuel. - Sure.

See you.

- Missus? - I need to talk to Molinari.

- Chief commissioner Molinari? - Yes.

- Do you have an appointment? - No, I don't.

If you don't have one, he won't see you.

I'm sub-inspector Parodi's ex-wife.

- You can't see him without... - I need to speak to him.

- I'm sorry... - Okay.

Don't touch me. Don't touch me!

It's fine, Traverso. I'll handle it.

Bring a glass of water for the lady.

Have a seat.

Do you know who I am?

Perfectly, missus.

What are you after? What do you want?

- Who? - The ones you sent to my place today.

You are mistaken.

I didn't send anyone.

But there's always a chance some jerk overreacts.

I'm both a daughter and an ex-wife of a cop.

I can tell when you're involved.

I know you were there.

What I don't understand, is why you're investigating me.

What do I have to do with it?

May I speak to you informally?

All of this...

I earned it my way.

Including this decoration I carry on my face.

That's why I know how you feel and I respect that.

But you also need to understand there's an ongoing investigation

on the death of your husband.

- My ex-husband. - Ex-husband, whatever.

He was leading an investigation which resulted in a shortage.

What shortage?

A shortage. It doesn't matter.

- He never told you about it? - No.

We always preferred to keep me out of it.

I respect that. But unfortunately,

now we have the ungrateful duty of taking care of it.

Yes, I understand that.

But straight. Not behind the back.

If that's the case, you are right and I apologize.

I'll see to it personally that it won't happen again.

I want to see the file.

How was the search? How he got killed?

It's not pleasant to see. I don't recommend it.

I don't care about your recommendations.

I want to see it. It's my right.

Traverso!

"GOD IS THE CENTER OF EVERYTHING"

Take the woman to the archive and show her Parodi's file.

Everything?

Everything.

I'm sorry. Can I help? Here.

I'll hold you. Take deep breaths.

There you go. Breathe.

Better?

Stay there.

Breathe.

- Breathe. - I'm fine.

That won't help. Do you feel better?

Yes.

Here. I brought your things.

- And the file? - I returned it.

- Thanks. - You're white as a sheet.

- I'm fine. - Are you?

Want me to drop you off?

My car is below.

Are you sure?

My name is Lola. Feel free to call.

If you want to.

Thank you.

Missus?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

I'm a policeman.

What are you here for?

I was sent to provide security.

Who did?

Internal affairs, missus.

I don't need security.

I'm on duty. I was sent here.

- You can talk to my superior. - Who is it?

Chief commissioner Molinari.

I just want to be left alone.

Go and tell that to Molinari.

I told you to leave.

I can't. I'm on duty.

CALL FROM OSVALDO, SCHOOL

Cesar?

Is that you, Cesar?

REMBRADO AND ASSOCIATES

- Hello! - Hello.

With your permission.

Where did you say it was?

In the kitchen's drain.

- Any chance it got there by accident? - No way.

It couldn't have fallen there.

He liked to play with me by hiding things at home.

I guess that was a good spot.

Do you know if he had a bank account? A safe deposit box?

I haven't got a clue. But I brought you this.

Invoices, bills, cards. Everything I found at his place.

Good.

Was there another woman?

Not that I know of.

- Did you go through his clothes? - His clothes?

His pants... The lower part of his pullovers.

Don't laugh.

I broke up...

due to some stains I found on his scarf.

Semen glows in ultraviolet light.

Write it down.

- Doctor, that's your job, not mine. - That's true.

Are you still in love?

What's that got to do with it?

It helps to know.

Experience says that men kill for money. Women for love.

I don't know how it's possible to kill for love.

- You were never betrayed? - Yes.

But I'd never kill anyone over that.

Why do you want to know about your ex?

So he'll stop popping in my dreams.

That will do.

Wrestling with dreams is complicated.

However, you broke up some time ago, right?

He still shows up.

See? In that way, you do want to kill him.

Yes, that's true.

In that way I do.

I think you need a psychologist. Not a lawyer.

It's easier to start with a lawyer.

- It's cheaper. - I sure hope so.

Yes, I swear it.

Leave everything here. I'll see what I can do.

- Okay. - Just in case, make a copy of the key.

- Okay? - Okay.

Hey! What are you doing? Give it back!

Let go!

What are you doing here? Are you following me?

Just doing my duty.

Go.

What are you doing here?

Finally you show up. Where have you been?

Here and there.

- Come, have a seat... - I can't, I'm in a hurry.

I came to ask for a favor.

What is it?

I need you to keep them.

Don't give it to anyone unless I tell you so.

What's so special about these keys?

It's a memento.

Hey... You know you can trust me.

Are you asking me out?

No... I tried that many times already.

You know I'm fine the way things are.

- Alone? - Yes, alone.

I need to be alone.

For now.

Who knows, I might surprise you one day.

Meanwhile, take 10 leave days.

Think about what you want to do with your life, okay?

The keys will remain here, below the binders.

Thank you.

SCHOOL

- Hello? - Hey, it's me. Can you talk?

Yes. How are you?

I've got news. Both good and bad.

Which should go first?

The one you'd prefer.

Okay. The key belongs to a Yale safety padlock.

Bronze shackle, calibrated tumbler. It's an old, discontinued model.

- Which means? - It could be anywhere on the planet.

It was commonly used by mechanics. I don't know why.

The good news is that he doesn't have an account.

So?

So only God knows where it could be.

- The other thing is... - What other thing?

What he was investigating when he was killed.

The substances' shortage which went missing from a judicial depository.

Did you talk about it?

- No, never. - Okay.

Apparently he was about to find out where it was.

Clearly someone didn't want him to.

I don't know. I thought you should know.

For your ex.

- Hello? Are you there? - Yes.

I'm here.

Is the guardian angel still there?

Let's see.

Give me a minute.

He's down there. In the car.

Again.

He just won't leave! Can you write something down?

- Come on. - All right.

Giorgios Anousakis. They call him "The Greek".

Sub-inspector, tactical command,

Accused and indicted on homicide charges with preventive detention.

Married twice, with two children. One from each woman.

Check this out, reinstated due to direct involvement

of internal affairs' directorate.

Which means, he's a Molinari man.

Okay, doc. Thanks.

Take care.

- Hello? - Hello.

This is Silvia Monteferrante. Can you come over?

Okay.

I need to talk to you.

Good night, missus.

Come in.

With your permission.

Have a seat.

Would you like something to drink?

- I'm on duty. - Water?

No, thanks.

First, I'd like to apologize.

For the way I treated you the other day.

I appreciate what you did for me.

It's not necessary. That's my job.

Okay.

And...

I'd like to ask for a favor.

What is it?

I'd like you to teach me to shoot.

- Are you serious? - Yes.

Why wouldn't I?

You're a policeman's daughter. An ex-wife of one.

- It's strange that you don't know. - That's why I never wanted to learn.

So what changed now?

First my old man, then Cesar.

They wanted to teach me many times.

I never wanted to. I never felt the need.

But I do now.

Do you understand?

More or less.

There are firing schools.

Yes, but what I want to learn isn't taught at schools.

Do you have a gun?

No.

Look, I wasn't sent here to teach.

Is it forbidden?

No. Not that I know of.

So?

You won't be able to watch over me forever.

What's better than teaching me to shoot?

- Besides, I can pay. - Don't offend me.

It's not a matter of money.

Do you have to discuss it with someone?

Like who?

I don't know.

But you probably do.

No. I don't discuss those things with anyone.

Let me think this over.

- Good night. - Bye, good night.

Missus...

Please get in.

- Now? - Didn't you want to learn to shoot?

Did you bring your cell phone?

Yes, but it's turned off.

The cell phone is never off.

There.

Is it okay, or do you want to search me?

No, that won't be needed.

Why are you so suspicious?

I was prosecuted.

I don't want to repeat the same mistakes.

I'd rather you not see the road we'll take.

You can get some sleep. We have a long trip ahead.

Lay down, close your eyes.

Okay, fine.

This makes me anxious. Know any good stories?

No, I don't know any stories.

I have music.

Okay, as long as it's not the police band.

- What music do you like? - What music do you have?

I didn't imagine you liked classical music.

Why not? Because I'm a cop?

Missus...

We've arrived.

Where are we?

50 minutes away from downtown.

Wait here.

Hey, lame duck. May I?

It's a free zone, chief.

- No one around. - Very well.

Can you bring me two boxes?

- She's with you? - Yes.

- Just two? - To start.

Great. Thanks.

Take off the ring, missus. It might get in the way.

I'll hold it.

This is a 9mm Bersa Thunder. Do you recognize it?

It's what we use in the force.

You never held a gun before?

No.

Holding a gun modifies your body posture.

Grab it.

Finger away from the trigger.

You'll put it there only when it's time...

to shoot.

The hand...

Firm with the gun.

The other hand supports.

Your stance. Feet separated below the hips.

Not so much. A bit less. That's it.

Flex your knees. Very well.

Extend your arms but don't lock them in place.

Keep them flexible, decisively.

So they can withstand the gun's recoil.

Is that clear?

You will see the target,

through the line which forms between this viewfinder

and this slot here.

Yes?

Now...

Put the finger on the trigger.

Apply pressure to it. Slight but decisive.

If you aim, it's only because you mean to fire.

And you might have only one shot to do it.

Aim...

And fire.

Nice.

Beginner's luck.

That's enough for today.

Can't we keep going?

No. We better head back.

But I feel like keep going.

I understand. But it gets ugly here at night.

Here.

Thanks.

It looks nice on you.

- The ring? - No, the gun.

In your hand.

We have arrived, missus.

Where are we?

Two blocks away from your home. You better get off here.

Why? Are we being followed?

Just to be safe.

How should I call you?

Call me Greek. Everyone calls me that.

- It's easier. - Okay.

Thanks, Greek.

- One more thing. - Yes?

The gun you carry...

- What gun? - The one in your bag.

Buy a pouch, because in the bag...

it won't do you any good.

- Did you search it? - There's no need.

It shows on your face.

Bye.

- Hello. - Hello.

Tri Tri, can you hear me?

Yes, who is it?

It's Silvia. Cesar's wife... His ex-wife.

How are you?

Fine. Sorry for calling this late.

What is it?

I wanted to know if you were the one who left the envelope.

Envelope? What envelope?

No.

I didn't leave you anything.

Okay.

I just wanted to know.

While we're at it, I've got another question.

Sure.

Do you know someone called Romero?

Because...

Cesar never mentioned him.

- Maybe you know him... - Look, missus...

I'm on duty now, but if you want...

I'll call tomorrow and we can talk.

Okay.

Okay, sorry for the inconvenience.

I'll call you tomorrow.

Okay.

Impossible.

The black ink takes the halides with it.

Nothing remains of the photograph.

So we can't know who Romero is.

Do you know how many Romeros are in the force?

That too is bad luck.

No, no. He's a friend of Cesar.

He's always mentioned in the calendar.

No one has friends here.

He's anonymous.

Do you know how many times I receive stuff like that?

Why the hell did I go to that lousy ceremony?

That's when everything started.

That why I say...

Be careful.

I mean it.

Will you help me?

Are you sure you haven't practiced before?

I'm sure.

Beginner's luck.

Show me the gun.

It belonged to your husband, right?

Who gave it to you?

That's a part of the class?

Follow me.

This way.

Hello...

Hello, sugar.

You like licking people?

You like licking people?

The aiming is great.

Now, for the most important thing.

Come.

Pick one and shoot.

What?

They are sick and have no food. You'll be doing them a favor.

No one will claim them. They have no owner.

I won't do it.

I'm not asking you to kill them,

just to aim and shoot.

I won't shoot an animal.

Okay. So it was all for nothing.

You don't seem like a commissioner's daughter.

I tried to distance myself from that my entire life.

So go to a firing range.

Don't get involved in this unless you're willing to do harm.

Let's get out of here before it gets ugly.

- This is yours. - Thanks.

I brought you this. But I don't know what's the point now.

You could put it on your back, so it doesn't show.

Thanks, it's very nice.

I'll keep it, but...

I won't use any of that.

Okay, it's your call.

There's a blanket there.

Do you mind if I take this off?

I'm soaked wet and cold.

No, it's fine.

Last night...

I received an envelope below the door.

I'd like to know if it was you.

- If I was what? - The one who left it.

I'm not a mailman. If I have something to say, I say it.

What was in the envelope?

May I borrow a cigarette?

Are you good friends with Molinari?

I'm his subordinate.

There's no friendship in the force, just camaraderie.

Isn't it boring? Being a subordinate?

Everybody is somebody's subordinate.

You know that well, you married a cop.

We all make mistakes. Haven't you?

I don't remember.

Do you know someone named Romero?

Why do you ask about Romero?

I know he and Cesar went out a lot.

On patrols.

To be honest, I don't know.

And even if I did, I wouldn't tell.

Okay.

I didn't think asking about Romero would bother you so much.

Romero doesn't bother me. It's the hypocrisy that does.

What do you mean?

Is this an interrogation?

The firing lessons were an excuse, right?

You already knew how to shoot. You always did.

You played me for a fool. What you really wanted

was to get information out of me.

Actually not.

But it's true. It's not the first time I have a gun in my hands.

My old man tried every time he could.

But as I told you, I never wanted to learn.

It was my way of showing that I hated him.

Him and everything he represented.

We're almost there.

How much do I owe you?

Nothing.

Nothing?

It's free?

Want to go up? I can make some pancakes.

No. They make my stomach upset.

Thanks, though.

It's wrong to kiss a comrade's wife.

He's dead.

Much worse.

I'm a free woman, you know?

Good for you.

Should I congratulate you?

Tell Molinari I won't need security anymore.

- I'll inform him. - And go fuck yourself.

You and your wool blanket.

For the memory of our comrade, sub-inspector Parodi...

- Sub-inspector Parodi! - Present!

Hello?

How are you doing?

What?

Where?

I'm on my way.

Where are you going? You can't pass.

- You can't pass! - It's okay, let her pass.

What happened?

We think it was an attempted robbery. Very common in this area.

And if they know you're a cop...

Much worse.

Silvia!

I got here as fast as I could.

Why did I call him? This is my fault.

You shouldn't have come.

You're hurting yourself.

- I'll go. - No, let me... I'll join you.

- I want to be alone. - Please!

I was waiting for you.

What are you doing here?

With what right do you get in my car?

The door was open and it's cold outside.

- If it bothers you, I'll leave. - What do you want?

Nothing, just to talk.

What happened with the Greek? He asked me to be reassigned.

I don't know.

Nothing I'm aware of.

Why? Will you take his place?

No, I don't do that anymore.

Good, you haven't lost your sense of humor.

I don't like to be pursued.

No one is doing that. Quite the opposite.

We want to protect you. So nothing bad happens to you.

But you seem intent on getting into trouble.

You mistrust... You look for info...

You get people involved...

I don't understand. I told you, I don't know how can I help.

You can help much more than you think.

If you want to, of course.

You know that I was divorced.

You don't have to share a bed to know certain things.

What are you after?

The shortage?

As you call it?

Yes and no.

We're looking for it, but it's not important to us.

Because drugs...

They're fungible, like money. They can be replaced.

What's important are the records.

The information that your husband took.

Who knows who can get their hands on it.

And we'll all be victims of that mess.

Are you accusing me of something?

On the contrary.

I'm asking for your collaboration. If we're on the same side, of course.

You can free us from the mess your husband got us into.

A note... A piece of paper...

It'll be fundamental for us in order to close the case.

Just a doubt...

Where did you get the gun that's in the glove compartment?

It's a gift.

It's dangerous to be armed without permit.

You'll press charges?

I'd never do that. It's not my job.

- Hello? - Hello, Silvia.

Why did you leave?

I was looking for you. Where did you go to?

I needed to be alone for a while.

- I have some good news. - Let's hear it.

We've found Romero.

Sub-officer Romero. He was reassigned.

- We know where he is. - Great.

- Give me the address. - No. Wait. What do you plan to do?

I'll look for him.

Please don't go alone. Don't do anything stupid.

Don't worry. I won't do anything stupid.

- Thanks. - See you later.

- Hi. - How are you, sweetheart?

I'm here to see sub-officer Romero.

- Sub-officer Romero? - Sub-officer Romero.

- For what reason? - It's personal.

Personal...

Come, doll. I'll take you.

Hey, Romero... Someone's looking for you.

Come in.

- I'm Silvina Mon... - I know who you are.

What are you here for?

To talk or to fight?

I came to talk. I don't know how to fight.

May I come in?

Come in.

- Have a seat. - Thanks, I'm fine.

He talked a lot about you.

But I was there.

When you wouldn't answer his calls or respond to his messages.

He liked to read me the poems you sent him.

"Before me, I am not jealous.

Come with a man at your back..."

I'm happy that you like it.

So?

So what?

You want to know if we fucked?

Yes.

We fucked.

It's not easy being a woman and a cop.

Everyone wants to fuck you. From the sub-officer and up the ranks.

If you don't make them respect you from the start,

you end up doing their errands.

I didn't join the force for that.

Still...

It was different with Cesar.

The problem was that he liked big game hunting.

And I was big game to him.

You were Molinari's lover?

That's why he got killed?

You handed him over, right?

I wouldn't be able to do that.

Your perfume.

It's the one that was in Cesar's place.

What are you looking at?

I'm looking at you.

Don't look at me this way.

I'll look at you the way I want to.

Come here!

Stop!

You never got prodded, princess?

Stop!

Come here.

Come here. Stay away from her.

Let me go.

What is it, girls? It's boring outside?

Go away. We're good here.

Let's go.

Sub-officer Romero, aka, "The Lupe".

Sentenced and suspended due to obtaining information

by means of electric current.

Good pick of someone to quarrel with.

How did you know?

Sooner or later, I would have arrived here.

Here, to clean yourself.

Thanks.

Are you okay?

Yes.

NATIONAL CONTEST FIRST PLACE

POLICE CLUB

- Good evening. - Good evening.

It expired.

My name is Silvia Monteferrante.

I'm sub-inspector Parodi's wife. He died on duty.

I understand, but the card expired.

But I need to pick up his things. What can I do?

- May I? - Sure, thanks.

- Hello. - Hello.

I need to ask for a favor.

My husband passed away a short time ago.

His things are inside. Can I get in to pick them up?

You can't enter now.

There are lots of guys in here. I can't ask them to leave.

I understand, but I need his things, his mementos...

You should go to the office. Ask for authorization.

I can't...

What happened here? The door is broken.

- What the hell? - Someone broke the door.

This is the third time it happens...

This is the last thing that's missing.

There's no hot water?

I have to think about this...

Get it together.

Let's go.

This can't be. The water is cold.

What a mess.

Take a shower, faggot. You haven't showered for 2 weeks.

That's true.

Stop messing around. Wash yourself a little.

Hello, Greek. It's Silvia.

Come if you can, I've got news.

Leave the lights off. Please.

Is it you?

Baby...

- Calm down. - Don't touch me!

- Don't touch me! - Listen to me, I'm sorry!

- I can't believe it! - Easy! I'm sorry!

Stop! Listen to me!

Listen! I wanted to leave all this behind, but I couldn't!

It's not easy!

That's why I got killed!

But...

- But the body... - It's just a body.

It is identified and burned. It vanishes.

I didn't want you to know.

They used you.

- What's the matter? Are you blaming me? - I'm not blaming you.

- Look at me! - Don't touch me!

Hear me out!

Listen to me, please!

Please, listen to me.

Listen... Look at me!

And the Greek?

- What's the matter with the greek? - Yeah, what's the matter?

How did he gain your trust?

- They fooled you with the robbery trick? - Why did you come?

What the fuck do you want? The bag?

I don't want the bag. I want to get you out of here.

- I don't need you to. - Yes you do.

- Don't touch me! - You have to!

Stop!

This bag is full of evidence.

As long as you keep it, you'll be in trouble.

That's what they want to disappear.

What do you want?

Where is it?

There.

Thank you.

Let's go.

I'll get out first.

What's the matter?

- Kiss me. - What?

Give me a kiss.

Take good care of it.

Run!

Is it you, Greek?

Yes, don't worry.

I can't see...

I can't see...

- He's down. - Seems so.

Any casualties?

None, Sir.

Where's everything?

This way.

None of this is your fault.

The bag was below the body.

Good job, Greek.

And now?

Now what?

I won't do that, Sir.

It's up to you.

What name should we give it?

I don't know. "Natalia Natalia", for now.

We'll find a name for it.

Vacate the area. The operation is done.