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María Ramírez de Mateo, 70 years old.

She lived alone.

No family has been located yet.

Who found her?

A neighbor saw the open door.

Carmen's talking to her.

Matesanz is with the others.

Let's hope someone saw something.

Sancho.

Look at her nails.

The same color as the first body.

And I suppose there's another poem?

I don't know.

I still have to examine the body.

Jesus Christ.

Need something?

You.

Where were you?

I always go running first thing.

You still had energy?

You have class.

You want me to go?

It's fine if I skip one day.

I have work to do.

I'll shower and drop you off.

Okay.

By the way, here.

They were under the bed.

I'll go get my bag.

The deceased had no friends or family.

It seems her husband left
when she got pregnant,

- and the son died a few years later.
- How?

No idea. She's been here two years.

People said she was very strange.

She befriended a neighbor
and told her her son died.

- Look into that death.
- Sancho, the neighbor's statement.

Nothing important.

Request the victim's call history.

On it.

Well, Mr. Scarface,

it's time for you to enlighten us

with the psychological profile.

Okay, I'll try.

The killer followed
the same liturgy in both murders,

so I'd say
they are methodical and a planner.

I'm not impressed.

Okay, first of all,

most strangling and asphyxiation murders

are by young men under the age of 40.

Secondly, the lock wasn't forced,

so I think that, I don't know,
maybe they perhaps knew each other.

Call the press office in Madrid

and send the facial composite
to all the media.

Oh, Sancho, Sancho!

Social alarm!

Don't say why he's wanted.

- Just that he's missing.
- Good.

Do you have the report
for the second homicide?

We're on it.

Come catch me up in your office.

Geez, what a buzzkill.

I have things to do.

Maybe I'll call you.

Sounds like you'll ghost me.

This is how you want to be?

Look at me, dammit. I'm talking to you.

I'm in a hurry.

Look, you know what?

Go fuck yourself!

Well...

Are you ever not eating?

When I'm asleep,

but I can't guarantee that.

Hello?

Hi, Sancho. It's Antonio.

Do you have a minute?

A minute. Go ahead.

The commissioner wants you here Monday.

We have a lot going on here. I can't...

I'll need a week or two, okay?

He won't like that.

I'm sure he'll understand.

What about HR?

They can fire you for anything.

Yeah, I know. Uh...

I'll call them and explain, okay?

Listen, I have to go. Bye.

What, are you leaving?

When we close the case.

I thought you were
happy here in Valladolid.

No one from the team knows.

Ah, okay...

An incision is made in the nasal ala,

another in the hyaline cartilage, and then

a very thin blade
is used to connect the incisions.

You cut the tissue and... Voilà!

You can never wear glasses again.

It was removed postmortem.

Surely with the same tool
that removed the eyelids

of the first victim.

She suffered prolonged pain.

Excuse me a moment.

In cases of asphyxiation,

these little marks
extend across the neck and face.

But if it's drawn out,
they extend across all the skin.

- I see it's not your first corpse.
- No.

I hope it's my last.

Don't say that, I'll be out of a job.

Please. Any sign of sexual assault?

No.

But I found something
that might interest you.

These two marks.

Excuse me.

Here and here.

We need to look

for every shipping company in town.

Make a list of anyone who got

- a package this week.
- What are we looking for?

The bastard who got a Taser.

There could be thousands of them.

Start with the name Gregorio Samsa.

- I doubt it's that easy.
- Yeah.

Sancho, wait. Why only this week?

It wasn't used on the first victim,
I doubt he had it.

Hello?

Dr. Corvo?

Yes, speaking.

It's Agent Peteira
from the Delicias station.

I'm calling for Inspector Sancho.

Yes, go ahead.

I was asked to send you a new poem.

What? Was there another...?

Sorry, I can't say any more.

I just emailed you.

Ah, I almost forgot.

The inspector wanted me
to tell you it's urgent.

Why didn't he call?

Well, because he told me to.

I'll look right now.

- Okay.
- Thanks a lot.

- Coffee?
- Is it true?

What?

I wanted to tell you.

Yeah? When? From Madrid?

It's a great opportunity,
don't you get it?

I'll have more responsibility
and chances for promotion.

That's not it.

What I don't get is why I found out

you requested a transfer through rumors.

Who told you?

Seriously?

It doesn't matter.

Does everybody know?

Shit.

I don't know what you heard,
but I promise you this:

I'm not leaving
until we find this fucking bastard.

Is Bragado really replacing you?

Peteira, I'm irreplaceable. You know that.

So, what about the packages?

We'll get the lists tomorrow.

There's something strange:
we can't find the dead kid.

There's nothing in the death records.

What if he's alive?

A single mother, no income,

probably poor mental health...

Check with Social Services.

Do we report to you or to Bragado?

Come on, Carmen.

Boss, you deserved that one.

Jesus.

Here, Sancho.

All package recipients since Thursday.

No Gregorio Samsa.

If we take off the women,

it's still over a thousand.

Carmen, Carmen.

Please, rule out those
who got a package at home.

He's probably not dumb enough
to use his own address, right?

I'd say. I'm going
to the offices and drop points

with the sketch.
Maybe someone will recognize him.

Okay, perfect.

By the way, I spoke to Social Services.

You nailed it.

María Ramírez de Mateo
was formerly Mercedes Mateo.

- Find anything on the son?
- He was named Gabriel.

He was taken away for abuse.
But something's strange.

Go ahead.

There's no adoption record

or proof he was sent to a children's home.

It's like he just disappeared.

I'm off, okay?

Matesanz.

Yes?

I'm going to miss you.

You too, Boss. You too.

"I stumble in life,
as a child. Your needle killed me,

your hateful rage.

You buried my soul; me, my love.

Like Orestes, I'll come with my scythe
to get the treasure, you vermin."

Did she have kids?

She had one.

Why?

In Greek mythology,
Orestes killed his mother.

I think the murdered woman
could be the killer's mother.

It seems the kid ended up in the system

and that's where we lose him.

Good work, Doctor. It all fits.

The vengeance of a boy
abused by his mother.

- So why'd he kill the first one?
- Well,

no one hunts a boar
without shooting a bird first.

I don't get it, if it was her son,
why such a spectacle?

- Narcissism, Sancho.
- I said it was a Narcissus.

Another important figure in mythology

that explains human behavior.

Martina, we know the suspect
had a package delivered.

Here's a list of all deliveries

in the days before the murder.

What do I look for?

The killer may have chosen
the name of another character,

like Gregorio Samsa.

It's good you're looking, Doctor,

otherwise we'd be in trouble.

Sorry, sorry.

You should have called.

You don't like surprises?

Only ones I give.

You should have called.

I came to find out
why you don't want to see me again.

Come in, we'll talk.

What's your deal?

You seduce me, fuck me, we have
a good time and then you ignore me.

You're really that kind of guy?

I'm no good for you.

That's up to me.

You win.

But if I hurt you,
don't complain about it.

I have to go to class.

Planning, procedure...

...and perseverance.

- Want a ride?
- No, no.

I'm going to walk to aid digestion.

Thank you
for helping with the investigation.

- No problem.
- And putting up with this guy...

I also appreciate you helping
with the investigation.

If you want me to continue,

don't ask Peteira to call me next time.

Forgive the mess,
I don't get many visitors.

Don't worry, as long as you don't crash.

Hello?

Hi, Sancho. It's Lolín.

- It's your mother ...
- Did something happen?

I don't know.
I stopped by and she wasn't there.

Maybe she went out...
I don't see her in the square,

so I called you.

Okay, thanks, Lolín. I'm on my way.

I'll have to drop you off...

I'll come, if you want.

I appreciate it.

She has early Alzheimer's.

It started a year ago,
when my dad died, and now...

Wait, I know where she is.

Mom!

What are you doing?

Waiting for your dad to get off work.

Mom.

Dad doesn't work here.

No? Where does he work now?

- Let's go home.
- But...

Let's go home and I'll explain.

Come on, let's go. Let's go.

Come on, I'll explain.

It's okay.

We can't just leave.

She's lying down.

Maybe she'll sleep.

Is this you and your dad?
You're identical.

- Like father...
- Yes, like son.

My dad died when I was little.

Last night I dreamed

we were walking on the beach.

We did that together a lot.

Where are you from?

I'm from Castellón,

but I've been here...

...eight years now, I think.
I came for work with my mom.

You don't miss the beach?

I miss my dad more.

There's no one to help you?

With your mom, I mean.

Someone takes care of her in the morning.

Lolín, the one who called,
helps in the afternoon.

I see.

You haven't considered a home?

A specialized one.

In Madrid. I'm going too.

Oh, when?

When we catch the poet.

I saw there was
a delivery to Leopold Bloom.

That's the protagonist of Joyce's Ulysses .

It's no coincidence.

I don't think so.

Well, I'm off.

I have papers to correct.

Martina.

Thank you.

Please, make your way out. We're closing.

Thank you.

Enjoying Gothic art?

I know you also hate crowds.

You bring me somewhere that's closing?

I like to surprise.

My dad was one of the sponsors that made

this restoration possible.

It's not the first church I've seen.

I'm not surprised yet.

Come with me.

That one!

That could be him.

Is this your only camera?

There's one more
and another in the parking garage.

Can we see the garage minutes before?

- Yes.
- Maybe his car's there.

Maybe.

Wait, stop, stop. Rewind.

Stop, stop.

Of course!

That's why he stopped there, it's his car!

What are you saying?

I'm saying that's his fucking car, dammit.

- Sancho.
- I need to you to find

the owner of a Toyota Rav 4,

license plate 1008 HAJ.

Memento Mori.

"Remember you must die".

I love it.

It's my favorite spot.

It reminds me what's important.

We're a mere glimmer in the darkness.

Wait.

This way.

Gregorio Samsa.

Based on the data
in the documentation he left,

he lives in Prague.

I'm sure he changed identities.

If you know the right people,
it only takes hours.

Remember anything?

He paid in cash
and insisted the car have all the extras.

Does the GPS have a tracking system

in case the car's stolen?

Yes, but without a court order,

I can't give you the code.

You don't understand.

That car is our only way
to find a very dangerous criminal.

But without a warrant,

I can't give you the code in accordance
with data protection laws.

Sure, sure.

Your daughters?

- Yes.
- They're very pretty.

Thank you.

They're wonderful girls.

I understand you have
your rules and I respect that,

we also have ours.

For example,
I'm not authorized to tell you

he's a killer who murdered
and mutilated two women.

That killer is roaming around
Valladolid in a car

he bought here.

If you don't bend the rules a bit,

he may kill another woman.

If not your daughters,

you'll still have a much bigger problem

than a guilty conscience. You know what?

I'll come here every damn day
to remind you!

A song for every moment...

...and a moment for every song.

I don't get you.

Sometimes you're

with me, and others kilometers away.

Sometimes you look at me
like you like me and others...

...as if I don't matter.

Which do you like more?

I don't know yet.

Instinct tells me
you're an animal like me.

So I think I have to kill you.

Is that why I'm here?

You aren't scared?

I'm turned on.

Come and kiss me.

I just have to gently push you...

...and it'll look like you jumped.

Got him!

- He's at the Santa María Monastery.
- Team base, it's K1.

Team base, go ahead.

Call police headquarters

and send several units
to the monastery, now.

- Okay.
- He's in the parking garage.

The bastard may be here.

This is the garage.

The signal says he's here in this garage.

He's down a level.

He's moving.

The bastard's moving!

It's him.

It's him, dammit.

Shit.

Fuck.

Hey, watch out!

Fuck it.

Careful, careful.

Jesus, Sancho,
we're going the wrong way! Careful!

Shut up, dammit!

Look at him!

Police!

Hands on the dashboard.

On the dashboard!

Don't move. Don't you dare move, dammit.

Clear back here, Sancho.

National police...

What, Sancho? What is it?

- Fuck!
- What?

- It's not the car.
- No way.

Look at the fucking GPS antenna.

How the hell did he know? Fuck!

We have a mole.

Someone's leaking this guy information.

Do you realize how serious this is?

Completely.

I'm saying there's a bastard here

informing him of our every move.

- It's someone in this room.
- Without proof, just drop it.

I have proof.

How did he know about the GPS?

I agree with Sancho.

Me too.

Got any suspects?

Sancho, calm down. Calm down.

I knew I had to be the bad guy.

Always the same.

You don't do your homework
and dare to accuse me.

What did you say?

You have a murder that's dodging you!

Bragado, enough! Dammit!

Watch out.

It's too much for you.

You have the HR department very upset.

If you don't go to Madrid soon,

they'll take away
the job they created for you.

- Sancho, stop!
- Sancho.

Your office!

Go. Go!

It's very likely you'll be my boss,

so I'll tell you this now.

You're an asshole.

You're disgusting.

Learn to control your temper
or you'll destroy your career.

- Commissioner.
- Yes.

- I have what you asked for.
- And?

The ITU checked,

we have a firewall breach.

We've been spied on for days.

Everything okay?

Martina.

I just wanted to say
the Leopold Bloom lead was good.

He got away again, but we almost had him.

I can't take it.

All this shit right now, it's got me...

Anyway,
sorry for messaging you at this hour,

but I had to thank you.

I'm going home to shower and...

...sleep for days.

You didn't do it.

I like her.

But she's a danger.

I know.

I can handle it.

Don't you dare go near her.

Good evening, Inspector.

Why are you here?

You sounded awful.

I know you think
I'm a vegetarian weirdo, but...

...I know when someone needs a hug.

Or a kiss.

Can I get one of both?

HOMICIDE TEAM BASE

Please, step aside.

What is it?

We're doing the ocular inspection.

The robot ruled out outer explosives.

We cleared two blocks
on both sides of the bridge

as Tédax instructed
in case something was inside.

- Unbelievable.
- Sancho.

He's mocking us.

He leaked it all to the press.

The poems, eyelids,
that he was at the station...

Your name.

Fuck.

This will be swarming with reporters soon.

There's a gym bag in the trunk.

Attention, suspicious bag in the trunk.

False alarm.

It's a decoy.

It's clean.

He's putting us in check
just to prove his power.

Get back, please.

Get the car out of here,
take it to forensics.

Right away.

Please, move back a little, please.