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Characters, names, and scenarios were
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- Go.
- Thank you.

Captain Carrasco.

Maulén.

Tell me what happened.

A 72 year old man was found
hanging from the hall's ceiling lamp.

Time of death?

Around 5:00 to 5:30.

- Who found him?
- A caregiver from the nursing home.

Do you want to see where he was found?

- Is the assessment team inside?
- Yes, Captain.

There's no need, then.

Take him away.

I need you to spread the order that
no one is to question the suspect but me.

Only me.
Got it?

- Yes, Captain.
- Go on.

Door!

Door!

The deceased was found around 5:00 to
5:30AM by a nursing home employee,

hanging from a ceiling light.

A suicide.

It wasn't suicide.

What's up with him?

What about him?

He hasn't moved since we last came.

Must be some pervert drug dealer.

Control Bravo November.

209, Major Loij speaking.

I need you to run the plate
November, Charly, 4332.

We'll proceed to stop and ID.

Proceed.

Good night.
Let me see some ID.

Good night, Father Correa.

Good night.

And good night to you too, miss.

You must be new.

I didn't know you.

Warrant officer Antonia Loij.

I don't know about ranks.

Don't worry, Father.

Tell me, why are you parked here?

What the Warrant Officer means is,
it's getting late, Father.

You know how these parts get,
could be dangerous.

That's precisely why I'm here.

And I'll stay a while longer.

Doing what?

Warrant Officer...

Father Correa is the headmaster
of the Salesianos high school.

Do you think it's okay for those kids
to go home in such a state?

Look...

It's dangerous for my students
to walk through here at this hour.

Yes, you're right about that.

We could help you
file a complaint if you want,

and I could make sure
the teens get home safe myself.

Believe me, there's nothing odd
about me coming to help my students.

There's been times
when I've come with other students

who want to rescue their classmates
when they're too drunk to get home.

All help is valued when it comes to
protecting the youth, Father.

But as I told you before, it's late.

And this isn’t a nice neighborhood.

It would be best if you moved on.

Alright.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

God be with you.

WHERE ARE YOU JOSÉ ?

TWO MONTHS LATER

After 2 months of searching,
a new call for a rally today

over the disappearance
of 17-year-old José Mirkovich,

a Salesianos High School Junior student.

This case shocked
the quiet community from southern Chile,

as it had never been though
a tragedy like this one.

We want justice!
We want truth!

We want justice!
We want truth!

MURDERERS

ACCOMPLICES
YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED

How long are we supposed to take this?

Someone has to take responsibility, right?

We have nothing to do with the tragedy.

What are you looking at?

There's nothing to see here.
Go back to class!

Could you go back to class, teacher?

Yes, Father.

Mirko, friend, the school stands with you!

We still don't have any information
on the minor's whereabouts

and his fellow citizens
accuse the police of being negligent.

Susana Rivera, José's mother,
has agreed to talk with us.

Susana.

My son disappeared
less than 4 blocks away from this place.

Police looked for him for a week.
Only a single week.

And they said it was enough.

After that came the interrogations.

And they closed the case

without finding my son.

As a family...

We've tirelessly asked for new
investigations to be opened.

But they don't listen.

GUILTY
I HATE YOU

MURDERERS

We want to know the truth.

We want to know my son's whereabouts.

We want to find him.

That's all.

Thank you, Susana.

Those were the words
of José Mirkovich's family...

WE WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH

Is something the matter, Officer?

Warrant officer Loic.

Don't worry,
I just want to ask you a few questions.

Come with me to the station?

Get in.

I won't keep you long.

Thanks.

Let's see.

Police captain, living in Santiago.

Led the investigation that ended with the
arrest of the Alto Hospicio psychopath,

the biggest serial killer in our country.

A police detective with
a degree in criminology.

Retired.

Not completely retired, I'd guess.

Someone with your credentials
could thrive in the private sector.

Any law firm would be happy
to have you as an investigator.

If that were the case,
I'd observe confidentiality.

Why are you investigating
José Mirkovich's disappearance?

Silence won't do you any favors.

We'll keep running into each other,
and I'll keep asking until I get answers.

Is that all?

I'm not being accused of anything.
Can I leave?

Yes, of course.

Excuse me.

Thanks for the coffee.

How's my little Corporal?

- Doing good my Captain!
- Good. Hop in!

Why aren't you
wearing the sneakers I gave you?

Mom told me to wear these ones first.

Well, next time
you wear the ones I bought you.

Ok.

Mom said you have to pay her.

Well, tell your mom that if she has things
to say she can talk to me herself.

No, don't you worry.
I'll tell her, okay?

Now you'll have to come with me to my job.

Yeah!

It's a secret mission. No one can know.

So, do you wanna ride
the regular car, or the police car?

- The police car!
- Let's ride the police car then!

RAPIST

GULF WARRIOR

Jorge?

Yes?

We were classmates.

From freshman to junior year.

Were you friends?

I wouldn't say friends.

Mirko was more of a loner.

But you were in the same literary club.

Yeah? Along with many other members.

You were with him
the night he disappeared.

I was in the same party as him.

Yes.

My man Mirko! How are you dude!

Fuck...

Where are you going this early, man?

- I'm going home...
- Why would you go home, my man? Look...

- I just lit a fat one...
- Good night!

What do you mean good night, Mirko?
It's so early dude!

Yo, Mirko!
You are so lame, man, the fuck.

Has anyone else talked to you?

The cops, when it all started.

Were you ever pressured to keep silent?

No. Not me.

Someone else was?

- I gotta get back to work.
- No, hold on.

You know something.

- Yes...
- I don't know shit.

I told you already.

It was late. The party had started early.

Neither me nor my friends
know what happened.

No one does.
It was as if after he turned the corner

the earth just swallowed him.

You know...

If you want to know more

go to the mortuary.

The owner of the mortuary

did business with Mirko's dad.

People used to say they were a couple.

Who?

Mirko and him.

A couple?

What's his name?

What was his name.

Esteban Godoy.

When everything started
he shot himself in the head.

Would you excuse me?

DEGENERATE

FOR SALE

DEGENERATE

Can I ask you a few question?

Did you know the owner
of the Jesus of Nazareth Mortuary?

Hello.

Cristian.

Pleased to meet you.

César.

Everybody knows that man in here.

Is that so?
Why?

Did he like his men young?

You are not getting how this works.

Look.

None of this fags over 50
are looking for someone their age.

Did you ever see the mortician...

with José Mirkovich?

Mirkovich is that kid
who disappeared, right?

Did you see them together?

Yes.

Where? Here?

Among other places.

Supposedly...

when he was killed...

the undertaker took his body
and buried it somewhere.

Far away.

Well, was he a mortician or an undertaker?

I don't know.

Could be that someone helped him.

I have no idea.

What do I know, though,
it might just be senseless gossip.

No.

It's not senseless.

Tell me.

Are you drinking that?

Thank you.

No, no.

Not here.

Too many eyes.

Let's go outside.

Your wallet.

Don't stare.
Your wallet.

The cops are here!

It's the cops, man!

- Good night, Captain.
- Good night.

What happened, Guzmán?

- We're not too sure.
- Why?

We can't find anything.

How come? Look at him!

- It might have been a dupe.
- You just need to look harder.

- Open the trunk.
- Yes Captain.

You always have to look
closely, son, and patiently.

- So?
- It's open now!

Let's see.

Nothing over here...

Nothing over there...

Let's see...

- So what's this? Popcorn?
- That's not mine, you fucking pig!

Label that and take it to the station.

Yes Captain.

Son...

There was nothing in there you
motherfucking cop!

You always have to search with time and
patience.

Because he who seeks, finds.

- Wanna go catch the bad guys over there?
- Yes!

Let's go!

How was the party?

One's gotta be careful.

It's your second time in the station.

Can't say how the third will go for you.

Cooperate with me and I'll let you go.

Cooperate with what?

I asked you

if you were investigating
the Mirkovich case.

You lied to me.

I asked around.

You do work for a law firm.
You have private clients.

I work for a group

that gives out legal counsel to victims.

What sort of victims?

Sexual abuse.

Abused by priests?

In some cases.

Did you come here after Father Correa?

No one's asked why Correa was transferred
right after Mirkovich's disappearance.

My superiors said
it wasn't relevant to the case.

Correa wasn't a suspect.

Wasn't a suspect because of no evidence,

can't look for evidence
because he's not a suspect.

That's Chilean police.

For what it's worth,

Correa wasn't transferred
because of the rumors.

Why did he leave, then?

For his sermon.

He skirted all blame
before the family, and

he shamelessly defended the church.

Our community...

has been hit very hard.

Hurt very bad.

But god teaches us...

that it's precisely at times like these...

that we need to gather all our strength.

Just like Jesus did.

One of the seven things
that are abhorrent too our Lord

is a lying tongue.

We can't allow lies to divide us,

nor malicious, hurtful, words
to make us doubt our faith

in this great family our ours.

I ask you...

parents of this school's children,

specially,

those of you going
through a very vulnerable time...

don't listen to these lies.

Susana...

Arturo.

We, the priests,

have had nothing to do
with your son's disappearance.

Nothing.

And no one questioned him after that?

No.

Help me.

Help me with the investigation.

I'll make sure
nobody finds out you re here.

For what I can gather, Godoy's death is
consistent with a suicide.

It'd be impossible to know if the autopsy
missed anything without exhuming.

That'll be difficult to pull off.

Godoy has no family.

And the police is happy
to get the cased closed quickly.

It's not what you think. Most of
my colleagues believe he was guilty,

given the findings among his belongings.

Most of your colleagues still believe
being gay is the same as being guilty.

And there's no consistent proof

of Godoy having
a relationship with Mirkovich.

Look.

There's something I'd like you to see.

These are letters

and personal things
I found in Mirkovich's room.

Listen.

Okay, don't laugh now.
I'll go alone.

That's José's voice.

FOR E

Who's E?

Man, woman?

It's unclear.

If it's true that Mirkovich had a
relationship with an older man,

that's a reason for him
to not want to tell anyone.

Not even his closest friends.

Moreso,

there's even the chance
it could've been Correa.

No.

Why so sure?

Because Correa is a sexual predator.

He doesn't have
romantic relationships with anyone.

Correa not only displays
the same abusive pattern as other priests,

of psychological,
emotional, or religious manipulation,

but he also takes advantage
of those in vulnerable states.

- How's it going, machine gun kid?
- How i-i-is i-it, man?

W-w-what's your deal dude? Hear an echo?
Is that why you talk on the double?

H-

H-help!

H-help...

please...

So, a rapist. Through and through.

Protected by the church.

People trust Correa.

He knows that.

He feels protected.

But lately...

he's taken too many risks.

He went over every limit.

And so, he breaks down
in the middle of mass.

Because he feels guilty.

We have to find Correa.

Thank you.

Well,

as I was saying,

he's César Rojas, he's...

an ex-policeman, and an expert
in missing person cases.

He also works with the families.

The families of missing people?

No.

Families of church-related
sexual abuse victims.

Are you saying...

the church is involved with José's case?

It's an investigation lead
we have to follow.

And police isn't.

No, I...I never believed any of that...

I never saw anything weird.

We've been told bad things
about Father Correa many times.

But he's a good man.

Susana.

That's why we are reviewing the case.

Things might have been concealed.

But...

My son never said anything.

He never showed any signs
that something was wrong in his life.

Susana?

We've been interviewing his classmates,

and some of them
say José had a girlfriend.

She went by the letter E.

The secret girlfriend.

I don't think she exists.

I think that if there was
any truth to this,

my son wouldn't have stayed silent.

Well, any information you have, anything,

you give me a call.

- I'll see you to the door.
- Thanks.

Godoy is a dead end.

This case should've been investigated
as a homicide from the start.

We have no evidence backing that.
You know that.

There were many rumors,

and the policed decided to only listen to
those that helped close the case faster.

What do you mean?
About Correa?

Or about the secret girlfriend.

General officer.

Do you know what
I like about you, Carrasco?

You are not one for personal achievements.

You always think as a team.

Well, General officer, personal accolades
are not important to me. For me...

the institution is
the most important, Sir.

That's good, we appreciate that.

You talk when you have to talk, and
keep quiet when you have to keep quiet.

Sadly, I cannot say the same
about some of your colleagues.

You know life always has
a good side, and a bad side.

And, regretfully,
you have a dreadful record, Carrasco.

What do you mean, General officer?

Planting clues, manipulating evidence,
want me to go on?

- No, Sir, look, I...
- Easy, I'm not here to judge anyone.

I'm happy to play deaf to all of that,
but sadly, this isn't my call, Carrasco.

There's people in higher echelons,
and, as you know, they have power.

And they could make it very hard
for you to keep rising in the ranks.

However, this can be fixed,
Carrasco, there is a solution.

I can help you, but for that
I need you to help me.

Whatever it takes, General officer.

We have a problem down south,

it's all encompassing.

The press is involved,
it's very delicate business.

Extremely delicate.

A young lad went missing.

And I don't want
unscrupulous people meddling with that.

Understood?

Read it.

Read. Read it.

Do you think it's fair for a discharged
ex-policeman to meddle with this?

Unacceptable, Sir.

Unacceptable, you nailed it, it's
completely unacceptable.

So I want you there.
I want your help there.

I want you to go over there,

and fix this situation for me.

I want you quiet.

Don't feed any bad press.

Don't get more involved than necessary.

Be stealthy, Carrasco, very stealthy
so they don't see you coming.

Nobody can see you coming, Carrasco.

Do you know the tale of the two birds
and the hunter in the woods?

No, Sir.

It's very pretty. Very much so.

There were two birds.

One of them liked to sing and be seen.
To show off his talents.

However, by his side,
there was another bird.

And that one was quiet.
Stealthy.

He barely even moved.
Barely moved.

Guess which one the hunter killed.

I expect news from you, Carrasco.

And make them good ones.

In this city

there are people who know
what happened to my son.

A healthy, calm boy,

doesn't just vanish out of nowhere.

But it feels as if instead of going after
the suspects, they protect them.

We ask anyone

who has any information,

to come to us.

Even anonymously.

We need all the help we can get.

Yes. It's her speaking.

Thank you for
returning the call this late.

And for your work.

I'm truly thankful.

Don't you worry. It's alright.

So, did you find the intel on where's
Father Correa's retirement home?

He was transferred, as you said,
but not to a retirement home.

Word from the archbishopric was
for him to stay in another institution.

If it's not a retirement home,

Where was he sanctioned?

Father Correa isn't sanctioned.

What?

The Archbishop left Father Correa in
charge of the "El Bosco" orphanage.

Good night, my children.

Good night, Father.

Rest well, children.

H-help!

H-help me...

Help...

Please...

Easy.

- Please...
- Easy, my child.

Those beasts are gone.

Easy there, easy.