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BASED ON TRUE EVENTS

- For sure, it's very cool.
- It'll be fun.

- You wanna go?
- Yeah.

As long as you're sure.

Okay, made it. Finally.
That was crazy traffic.

Never seen it that bad.

Man, people are so gross.
Look what they did to the lawyer's car.

- Oh, fuck!
- What's wrong?

No, no! Get out of here! Run!

Run! Run! Run!

A WIDOW'S GAME

- Berni, what is it?
- Where are you?

- We found a body.
- Shit.

- Violent death?
- I don't know. I'm not there yet.

- They said it was bloody though.
- What a summer.

I'll head over in twenty.

Just take care of it until then.
And Berni, usual procedure, okay?

If anyone messes with the scene
before I get there, I'll eat them alive.

Sandra attacked another child
and nearly choked her.

Sorry?

Is my child's well-being
inconvenient for you?

- This is ridiculous.
- Hmm.

Uh, sorry. Sorry about that.

Look, I know Sandra has some issues.
We all do. She's been here all year.

But I'm… I'm sure with the…
right measures in place…

- We can make...
- No, unfortunately…

We just don't have the budget.

There's no way for us
to properly accommodate her needs.

- I'm sorry, Eva.
- Okay. So what are you saying?

She shouldn't come back?

Because you didn't have to waste my time.
You could have just said that. Huh?

Fuck!

With all these regulations and decrees,

your diplomas…

You don't give a fuck
about the kid's well-being.

Let's go.

- Come on, sweetie, we're going home.
- I wanna finish my snack.

I know you do, but we should go.

And you're in luck today.
Know who you're gonna see?

- Who?
- Sonsoles.

She makes wonderful snacks, remember?

- Will you stay with her until I get back?
- Okay.

Okay, honey? It'll be fun.

AUGUST 16TH, 2017

Momma's here.

You all right, boss?

Not really, but I'm better
than whatever happened here.

- Where's Berni?
- Desperately waiting for you to arrive.

Down there.

Here. This is the only access
from the street.

Make sure the morticians
don't come down until I say so.

No clue how, but the press
always hears about these things.

No one comes down.

How'd you manage that, Your Honor?
You almost got here before I did.

Nice thing about working in summer, Evita,
is that there are no cars on the roads.

Shame for us the bad guys
don't take summer vacation.

Bernardo, what do we got?

Well, besides the bloodstains
seen by the neighbor who called it in,

the right side rear window was broken.

We still don't have confirmation
the victim's the owner of the vehicle,

but I wouldn't rule out the possibility

that this was
an attempted car theft gone wrong.

And the body?

Oh, here. Hmm.

Good evening. What are we looking at?

Stab wounds.

And judging by the size of them,
probably from a big kitchen knife.

A thief wants to get in and out quickly,
not make a mess.

He wouldn't bring a knife.

If you want to get into a car,
you bring a screwdriver.

So, what?

So, if I had to take a guess,

I'd say the window was broken
during a struggle.

They went this way…

Then, he was stabbed here.

Left footprints in his own blood.

Then he dragged himself around here
like he was looking for someplace to hide.

Arturo Ferrer Puig,
36 years old, from Novelda.

Excuse me.

A woman just arrived saying
she hasn't heard from her husband

since this morning.

- Says he parks here.
- Did she tell you his name?

Arturo.

Favorite part of my job.

Everyone has
a designated emergency contact.

He must have one too,
just in case, you know?

Excuse me.

Eva Torres, National Police.
Are you Arturo Ferrer Puig's wife?

Yes, I am, but nobody will tell me
what's going on.

I'm sorry to tell you,
but your husband is dead.

Um…

But what… What happened to him?

We don't have all the information.
When was the last time you saw him?

Last night, I think he was…

Last night.

But I just came over from work

and I didn't talk to him,
or see him at all this morning.

He… he wasn't answering his phone.

- And now, you're saying he's…
- I'm sorry.

Once she's calmed down,
have her come by the station and see me.

Yeah, of course. Yeah.

Hey. Hey…

You can let the morticians in.

Eva, that's too big.

Any bigger and we'll have to
get another board from Madrid.

If there weren't so many bastards
on the loose, we'd have more space.

Come on, let's go.

Arturo Ferrer Puig,
36 years old, born in Novelda.

He got married a year ago.

His job was at the highway
maintenance center and… What else?

He'd usually arrive at work at 8:30 a.m.,
but he didn't show up this morning.

All right. How long would it take him
to normally get to work?

- To El Rebollar, about 45 minutes.
- Okay.

- An hour at the most if there's traffic.
- Arrives at 8:30 a.m.

So he'd have been heading down
to his car around 7:30 that morning.

Mm-hmm.

- And they found him at…?
- 3:30 p.m.

3.30 p.m.

Okay, then. That's eight hours.

Perfect. Now, get your thinking caps on.

His wallet was untouched,
so we can rule out it being a robbery.

Give me some other ideas.

I got one.

Probably a conspiracy theory
if I know you.

Actually, it's pretty normal.

So, there's a lawyer.

- He also lives in that building.
- Mm-hmm.

And?

Maybe he was the target
but they got the wrong guy.

Maybe.

Wrong victim. Write it down.
Talk to the lawyer.

Mm-hmm.

- Berni, what about you?
- Right, well…

I wouldn't, uh, rule anything out.
We've got the classic trio.

Oh, we're playing the classics?

- What are you doing? Seriously!
- What?

That's permanent marker, grandpa.

- If we can't use it, why do we have it?!
- We like to keep you on your toes, Berni.

We'll have to buy a new white board
because of you.

All right.

There's drugs,

there's money,

and love.

Leave no stone unturned.
His wife's a nurse. Check the hospital.

Friends, family too,
if he got along well with people,

if he had any problems with people.
You get what I'm saying.

I want to know the song
they played at his wedding. Go.

INSTITUTE OF FORENSIC MEDICINE

I'm sorry, I came as soon as I could.

There's a total of six puncture wounds
on his torso.

Four on the left side,
and two in the heart.

- Would you come with me?
- The weapon?

Do you have confirmation the murder weapon
is what you originally suspected?

- Large kitchen knife, yeah.
- Uh-huh.

If you ask me, your instincts are right.

The perpetrator had a plan.
He went there to kill him.

The poor guy didn't have
a chance to react.

There aren't any self-defense wounds
on his hands or forearms.

So he was stabbed from behind, unaware.

Given the brutality of the attack,

my guess would be
that a strong man was behind it.

One of the wounds
presents several trajectories.

The perpetrator stabbed the victim
repeatedly without removing the knife.

So they really went after him.
They were vicious.

Mm-hmm.

- Where's Berni?
- He's taking the widow's statement.

Hmm. Give me the rundown.

There isn't much.

There was something about renovations…

The husband… He wasn't happy.

He had an argument
with one of the workers.

Any leads on who was doing the Reno?

They're independent contractors,
I should be able to find 'em.

And the girl? How's she doing?

You can imagine. She's 26 and a widow.

- But she seems to be holding up.
- Hmm.

If you ask me,
she's had a couple of Diazepam.

Hey.

This is her statement so far.

It's a bit weird she's glued to her phone
don't you think?

I don't know.

Kids these days. All they do is text
and watch Love Island, right?

Check out the bit
about the woman he worked with.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hello, María Jesús. How are you?

How are you feeling?

- Huh?
- Good. So-so.

Just relax.
We've got all the time in the world.

But I'd like to hear more about
what you told the deputy inspector, María.

About Arturo's colleague?

Yeah, he, um…

This is all from my friend, Sonia. She…

She does CrossFit
with this woman at the gym.

And she said she seemed interested in him.

Do you think they were having an affair?

Honestly, I… I don't think so.

I didn't give it a second thought
when she told me.

It's not like
he would've been killed for that…

Well, it's too early
to draw any conclusions.

I'd like to speak with your friend Sonia.
Could I get her phone number from you?

Yeah, um…

- She's here.
- Ah!

She came with me.
She's in the waiting room.

Bernardo, you told her
about the renovations?

I don't think Arturo was happy
about the renos.

It's okay. Don't worry.
We're looking into it.

Don't worry.

To be honest, it was more of a feeling.

Belén kept going on and on about Arturo
and how great he was. It was a lot.

But she only knew him from work.

That's a totally different side of him.

It's different
when it comes to relationships.

Arturo was a little, uh… controlling.
Maybe more than a little.

Always checking in on Maje.

Texting her non-stop.
Asking where she was, when she'd be back.

- Really overbearing.
- Really?

If Maje wanted to go for drinks,
she had to pretend to be at work.

He just wanted to do couply stuff,
then see his friends back home.

- Right.
- That's it.

But she probably wanted to spend time
with her friends too.

- Right?
- Of course she did. Yeah.

- You weren't a fan of Arturo's, huh?
- No.

I mean, I never really met him in person,

but hearing everything
Maje said about him turned me off.

Okay.

When he would see his friends in Novelda,

she'd stay behind
and you'd meet for drinks,

have a girl's night of your own,
maybe even go dancing?

- Yeah, we'd have a few drinks, of course.
- Of course.

It's just that, we… I mean,
everyone wants to have fun, right?

- We do, yeah. Want a coffee?
- No, thanks.

All right.

That's it, you know?
Just some flirting at parties.

- That's all.
- Oh, yeah.

The last time we went out,

we were down by the water
and we met some guys.

I hooked up with one of them
but he was boring, you know?

And Maje?

Oh, she met up
with that other guy a few times. Daniel.

Uh-huh..

Because you exchanged
phone numbers and all that?

Yeah, exactly.

When was this?

Oof, two or three months ago.
I think it was back in May.

Her friend mentioned this Daniel guy.

Sounds like she was having an affair.

- Let's find out about him.
- Why did Sonia tell you?

They're friends.

Maybe she's worried about her.

Let's see if we find anything
at the house, hmm?

You go ahead. I'll catch up with you.

So? Thoughts?

Justice never sleeps,
but it does take breaks.

Not too long ago,
you didn't need to take any breaks.

"Not too long ago." Good Lord.

I need to bug both of their phones,

because María Jesús was cheating
on her husband with him.

Absolutely not.
You've got nothing solid, Evita.

Ask me again
when you've got some evidence.

Have a good night.

Hey, wait. At least, let me take a look
at Arturo and María Jesús's call data.

You can do that, right?

- GPS data and call logs?
- Hmm.

You're gonna make me miss my flight.

We talked to that woman.
Arturo's colleague?

I bet you a hundred bucks
they weren't having an affair.

Oh, and the Reno worker has an alibi.

He was on vacation
in the Dominican Republic.

And we vacation in Gandía.
World's not fair.

- Construction pays, apparently.
- What about the lawyer neighbor?

- Labor law.
- It's a dead end.

So, pretty much, the only problem
Arturo seemed to have

was his wife's supposed infidelity.

Maybe we should look into that.

The pension for a widow is 1,137 bucks.

That's why you gotta get a wife.
I keep telling you.

- But I like you!
- It's a lifetime pension.

It certainly might have
made her consider it, Berni.

No way. She was working the night shift.

The forensic report suggests
the stab wounds were inflicted by a man.

What if that guy, uh…

The guy that
she was having an affair with…

- Uh, Daniel?
- Mm-hmm?

What if he helped her?

Yeah, he's already on our radar.
We can bring him in anytime.

No, no, no. It's too soon
to show our hand. Just relax.

AUGUST 18TH, 2017

It's not easy
to say goodbye to you, Arturo.

Or imagine a life without you.

Without your gentle touch.

Without your kisses.

Without your love.

So I won't do it.

If our faith has taught us anything,

it's that our love
does not end with death.

God is eternal, and His love is infinite,

just like the love we had for each other.

The love we shared will live on forever.

And not only in me,

but in each and every person
that loved you.

Sorry.

Just under a year ago,
here in this church,

we vowed to love each other forever,

until death do us part.

Arturo, I want you to know…

- What's up?
- She lied about her shifts.

She wasn't working
the night of the murder.

…that nothing will keep us apart.

Yours forever…

Maje.

No.

When faced with death,

be that our own, or the ones we love,

each and every one of us is tested…

…we are not alone.

Know he has a plan
for those taken from us too soon.

We can rule out
an altercation with a thief.

According to his friends,
Arturo was a really normal guy.

He drank rum and coke.

After he'd had too many, he'd stagger home
from the club and that's it.

As for him being brave? Nah.

According to them,
he never got involved in fights.

Yeah, Turri?

Hold on a sec, let me put you on speaker.

Okay, we can hear you.

We just finished retrieving
the data from the victim's phone.

Listen to what he texted
to Maje two months ago.

"I don't want to
just have dinner on weeknights,

and sit on the couch looking at our phones
until it's time for bed."

"And when we do have days off,
we're always apart."

"I don't want to be with someone
who raises a hand to me."

"I'm not going to put up with that." Boom!

Oh, shit.

- No thanks, really.
- You sure? Not even a coffee?

She said she was fine. Let her be.

Thank you. It's all right.

- Is your daughter here?
- Uh…

Maje!

We trust that you'll find the person
who did this to Arturo.

May he rest in peace.

Meanwhile, all we can do
is go on trusting in God.

Oh, dear.

Arturo's poor family…

I don't even want to think about it.

- Ah!
- Oh!

Could we…
Could we talk in my room instead?

Of course.

Is everything all right, María?

I heard from Sonia
that she told you about Dani.

Yes.

Well, I've been, um…

I've been seeing him for a few months.

But I didn't tell you
because it didn't seem relevant

to what happened to Arturo.

But I feel so awful, Eva.
I feel so ashamed of what I did.

I think about Arturo…

About how I cheated.

Now he's gone, and I don't want
to make things worse for his family.

But I feel terrible.

You're not the only one
who's been in this situation.

It's not a crime.

Your private life is yours,
and only yours. It's all right.

But that thing with Andrés
already hurt them so much.

- Thing with Andrés?
- Yes.

And then Arturo found out.

Then his family.

And then everyone else.

Cheating in Novelda
will get you murdered. For real.

- That must've been awful.
- It was. We almost canceled the wedding.

- This was before the wedding?
- A month or so.

My parents stopped talking to me.

And so did Arturo's.
And his brother. It was just so bad, I…

I couldn't…
I felt like I couldn't breathe.

That's why we went to Valencia.

I was so relieved when Arturo forgave me.

Hmm.

But you and Andrés, uh…
Is it over now or are you still…?

It is, but I'm telling you because…

Look, if they find out about me and Dani,
after what happened to Arturo…

- …they'll kill me.
- Right.

You don't have to worry about them
finding out from me.

All of this will stay between us.

But just so I am clear about Dani…

Oh, I think I get it now.

You were with him that night, weren't you?
Dani, I mean.

You weren't actually at work.

- No shit!
- Hmm.

He forgave her for cheating on him
a month before their wedding?

Well, let whoever is without sin…

I've got news too. Remember that guy
from behind the ambulance?

- Mm-hmm.
- The day of the murder, her "coworker"?

- Oh, wow. Him too?
- Mm-hmm.

- Holy shit.
- So that's a third suspect.

No.

If she was telling the truth about Daniel,
then we have to rule him out.

Why?

Because he didn't know
she was seeing anybody,

much less that she was married.

At any rate, María wanted to tell him
all this herself.

As of now, María's affairs are
the primary focus of the investigation.

She wanted her husband out.

She made a plan to kill him
with her lover's assistance.

We really need to tap their phones, now.

Can I finish my snack first?

- Hello?
- María Jesús?

- It's me, Merche.
- Hey, how are you?

- How are you holding up?
- I'm okay. Hanging in there.

Yeah, of course, I get it. But listen,

you have to try to understand
this is all God's will.

Because he has a plan for all of us.

- Yeah, you're right.
- You know?

I have to see it that way.
I need to have faith in him.

I know, girl.

Look, to do what I did?

After getting married?
You know he must have been hot!

- Oh, for sure.
- I'm telling you. So hot.

Trust me. Girl, I know,
I saw him. He's hot as fuck!

I think it's really starting to hit me,
you know? What happened to him.

- Yeah.
- And I feel, uh, guilty, I guess.

- I didn't love him enough.
- This wasn't your fault.

I didn't love him the way I should have.
This whole time, it was my fault.

You poor thing.

- Maje…
- If I had just...

I need you to try to understand.

You weren't happy.

I'm 27 years old, you know?
I don't want to be too old.

- When I have kids.
- For sure.

It's so hard to find the right person.

- Not that, sorry.
- Yeah, I get it.

- I'm not asking you to have kids with me.
- I mean, if you want me to put a baby…

- We'd have beautiful babies though.
- For sure.

Listen, if you want to meet up
or talk or anything.

You just let me know when you're ready.

If I talk to anyone about it,
I'm gonna start crying again.

It's okay. Don't worry.
Don't push yourself.

I barely eat anymore.
I have, like, zero appetite.

- Yeah.
- I barely sleep.

26 DAYS AFTER THE MURDER

- Girl, what happened the other day?
- Okay, short answer. Three things.

First thing, you and me,
we're fucking crazy.

Second, we like to get in trouble.

- Just being honest!
- For sure.

And when I say "trouble," I mean hot guys.

And not just looking at them either.

One time, he and I fucked
after a big fight,

but I wasn't really feeling it.

This time though, he's going to fuck me
like he did in the bathroom.

Yeah, Maje, was it that good?

Was it good? We almost broke the door.

We're going fishing tomorrow.
I've never fished before.

You caught me though.

Yeah, I guess I did, didn't I?

Wasn't just my rod that got you either.

I took the bait.

He said he wants to have a kid with me
and it made me so horny.

- Calm down, just relax.
- No, really, he's irresistible.

He's getting changed, or he's naked,
or I am, and we can't…

We can't stop ourselves.
We just have to, like, have each other.

You're in love. It's normal.

There are so many elements
to a relationship.

Sex is important.

Maje, what's up?

I have to tell you something.
Don't be mad.

I... Maje, you're scaring me.

I'm married.

What? What… what are you saying?

And something awful happened.
He was murdered.

- Who was?
- My husband, my ex.

In a garage, a few weeks ago.
He was stabbed.

I…

We… We've been looking
for an apartment to buy together…

I'm sorry. I didn't want to lose you
and I didn't know how to tell you.

Well…

It seems like the guy had no idea.
He was in the dark.

- So we're back to square one?
- No.

She's guilty.

I know she's guilty.

All we need to do is figure out
who did her dirty work.

BLACK WIDOW

POLICE HEADQUARTERS

This María Jesús is an artist.
A nymphomaniac for sure.

She's not a nymphomaniac.

Maybe not. Maybe not, but odds are,
she fucked someone in this station.

A nymphomaniac screws five guys
while she's partying,

or she does it at work,
or wherever. It's a compulsion.

But she regrets it. Not her.

I don't think it's about the sex for her.

I don't think that they're lovers.
It's more like…

Like she collected boyfriends
because she was looking for… devotion.

Don't you think?

Like a harem?

Maybe. Hmm.

Okay, but if that's the case,
why the fuck did she get married?

Have you met her family?
They practically live at church.

Yeah. Maybe you're right.

Such a strict upbringing
could make a person lash out.

- Right.
- But murder? Get divorced. Easy.

Sure.

Unless your loved ones see being divorced
as a worse fate than being widowed.

Yeah, but she's so young.

- You're right. She is young.
- That attitude In 2017?

Apparently they belong
to a family-centered apostolic movement?

- Did you know that?
- A what?

It's a religious group.
Traditional family values, all that.

Let me find an example. It's pretty wild.

Yeah?

Shit. Never a dull moment, right?

- What's going on?
- On our way.

- They found a body in a suitcase.
- Just what we need, creative killers.

- I can't go with you.
- It's all right. I got it.

- Okay.
- You'll learn we get along without you.

- But who would you argue with?
- With this guy!

Get everything in order for me.
I'll be there in an hour.

We prefer to work like this,
in small groups.

That way we see to the individual needs
of each student in the class.

Come on, honey. Come with Mom.

I should mention we also have
a psychological support center here.

They help us in the event we require
additional assistance with a child.

Do you want something to eat?

- …a violent attack downtown.
- How about chocolate pancakes?

- …we received word of a fatal stabbing…
- Hmm, very nice. Great.

…In the neighborhood of Ruzafa.
We're just getting updates now.

The stabbing occurred at 77, Sueca St.

It seems the incident took place
in the inner courtyard of a building.

Two police officers
from the National Homicide Unit,

tipped off by residents of the building,

were investigating a trail of blood
linked to a body found in a suitcase.

The trail of blood led them
into the entrance hall which is where…

Hey, it's Berni. Leave me a message.

…In the process
of investigating the hallway,

when they encountered a large man

Hey, it's Berni. Leave me a message.

The officers tried to stop him
in order to ID him but he attacked them

with a knife, fatally wounding one.

- His colleague…
- This is Turri. Call me back.

Or just leave me a message.

…not before the first officer was killed.

He got him before we knew
what was going on.

We didn't have time to react.

My condolences.

Commissioner, if it's possible,
we'd like to look at the case files.

We want to close this one ourselves.

I talked to the Organized Crime Unit.
They're gonna handle it.

Excuse me?

I understand your position, Inspector,

but since you were close
to Deputy Inspector Bernardo...

This is a homicide, Commissioner.

That is our jurisdiction,
not Organized Crime's.

Our department's got a 98% clearance rate
across the board.

More than Madrid.

Look, Inspector,
there's nothing left to solve here.

The guilty party's behind bars.

And all that paperwork would keep you
from solving more pressing cases.

Commissioner, with all due respect...

With all due respect, I know you worked
with my predecessor for years,

but we don't have
that kind of relationship.

- This isn't a discussion. It's an order.
- It's not about how many years.

It's a question of empathy.

It's a question
of you knowing your place, Inspector.

Clearly, you understand
the inner workings of an office

but you don't know shit
about the streets, sir.

Inspector. Javier Gil.
I was just transferred over.

They told me to take this desk.

Treat it well.

NOVEMBER 8TH, 2017
TWO MONTHS LATER

- What is it, Turri?
- Eva, where are you?

- I'm downstairs.
- Hurry the hell up.

No, I'm not okay.

I need you to tell me what happened.

Because I thought
everything was good with you.

I don't understand. Did I do something?
Did I say something wrong?

No, it just came to mind.

- What is this?
- No idea.

…worried about you. Your mom is right.

You need to get out of that house
for a while.

And I was also thinking that maybe…

Well, maybe you need a break from me too,

because having me around
would just remind you every day.

No way! Never. I told you, I…

- Yeah, but…
- This was a one-time thing.

I never think about it.

I told you, I promised
I wouldn't link them

in my mind and I didn't, okay?

I guess, you just reminded me,
or something,

because I never think about it. Ever.

- I'm serious.
- Okay.

I'm feeling down, like, really depressed.

I know, I get it,
but it's all in your head, okay?

Don't put yourself in my shoes.

Don't try to second guess
what I'm thinking. You'll go crazy.

I called the police the other day.

- You did what?!
- My friend. I called my friend.

Shit! Salva, don't do anything stupid.

No, it was my friend.
I… I won't do anything dumb.

- Why did you call him?
- I wanted to ask him…

María Jesús, do you take Arturo
to be your lawfully wedded husband,

and promise to be faithful to him
in sickness and in health,

for richer and for poorer,

and to love and honor him
all the days of your life,

until death do you part?

Yes, I do.

What God has joined together,
let no other power separate.

I now declare you husband and wife.

Here come the newlyweds!

I can't believe he forgave her.
Seriously, Mom.

At least your brother got a prenup
in the end, didn't he?

- It took some convincing, but yeah.
- Then that's that!

Look, everyone has to choose the spoon
they eat with the rest of their life.

- No, Mom. That's…
- A cassalleta?

Oh! Thank you.

One, two, three, one, two, three…

- How am I doing?
- Look at you.

Dip me. Ah!

Kiss, kiss! Kiss! Kiss!

Damn, Maje, this thing is so tacky.

Tell that to my mom.

But we don't really have to sleep
with this guy hanging over the bed?

- "This guy."
- Yeah, Jesus from Alzira. That guy.

It's not that big of a crucifix.
You'll forget it's even there.

Got it?

Yeah. Look, maybe we'll… I don't know.
Why don't we just stick it in the closet?

Then when my parents visit,
we can put him up for a bit.

I was pissed
because once the work was done,

you should've seen the mess in the room.

We're pretty happy with the renovations.

- Really?
- The dream would be a Jacuzzi.

Hey! Keep it down, guys!
The baby is asleep.

It's not midnight yet. I could have sworn
it was at least three in the morning.

Because you're old, Luis.

By the time the weekend rolls around,
all you want to do is sleep.

Right. My weekend starts
first thing on Mondays.

Old man!

- You're not 20 like she is.
- She's almost 30.

- Twenty-six.
- Same thing.

- Coffee?
- I'll take one.

Me too. Decaf though, or I won't sleep.

At 11:00 p.m. on a Saturday?
Tonight's getting wild, isn't it?

- I think we have some cassalla.
- Casalla? Seriously?

Want to go for a drink somewhere?
It's pretty early still.

What? Here? Nah.

They'll charge us 12 bucks
for some watered-down bullshit.

In Novelda, a drink's five bucks,
and it's good stuff.

- Yeah, but the views are incredible.
- What matters is who you're with.

Besides, we're seeing our friends
this weekend.

If we save money tonight,
we'll have plenty for then

and a bite at Bola's place.

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

Actually, I can't go this weekend.
I have to work.

What? I thought you were off this weekend.

No. Maika asked me to cover for her
and I couldn't let her down.

Okay, but you're not missing
next weekend, right?

It's Nico's birthday.

He's your nephew now too.

I'm so excited.

You're ridiculous.

Here you go.

Yeah.

Are you all right?

Yes, sweetheart. All things considered.

What are you talking about?
You're in great shape.

Thank goodness you're here.

If it were up to my kids…

Well, I actually heard, um…

Your kids are coming to visit this week.
The nuns were talking about it earlier.

Oh, really?

Yeah. Of course they'll be here.

You have a nice afternoon.

I think Mrs. Felicidad's family
is on holiday right now.

Come on, Sister, it's a little white lie

to cheer her up
for the next couple of days.

It won't send us to hell.

Yes, Mom. I just left the home
and I'm going into the hospital now.

- Are you doing okay, darling?
- Good. Listen, can I call you back later?

I…

Honestly, I'm exhausted. I feel awful
all the time with all these shifts.

How's Arturo? Is he busy?

Yeah, he's got his own things going on.

- Darling.
- How are you?

Try to find a bit of time for each other.

- Otherwise, you might lose touch.
- I know.

Arturo's in Novelda this weekend anyway.

See you tomorrow.

Hey there, lovebirds.

- Hi, Maje.
- Have a good shift.

I hope so.

The boss was asking for you.

Seriously? It's been ten minutes.
I haven't even had time to start yet.

She's just being a bitch for no reason.

Wow. Someone woke up
on the wrong side of the bed.

Leave me alone.
The renovations are killing us.

Folks have gotten divorced over less.

Don't joke about that, I just got married.

I'm not joking. I just think
he should treat you better.

Your husband's got you working two jobs.

He should take care of you.

You're telling me.

Some people know how to treat me.

- Why don't we go to your place tonight?
- I can't, Maje. Sorry, but…

We can hang out next week if you want.

- If you've got something better to do…
- No, it's not like that.

I've got plans with my family.
But maybe some other time.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

Maybe some other time.

But you know
you could've fucked me tonight.

And now you're missing out.

- I'd rather die than move back.
- You and me both!

Really!

WHERE ARE YOU, BAMBI?
I'M BORED AT HOME.

You okay?

No.

No. Arturo's asking where I am,
who I'm with. All that.

I swear, he won't leave me alone.

Isn't he away right now?
Just tell him you're at work!

And chill!

I can't.

If he finds out…

He gets violent. You have no idea.

I have to go home.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Bambi.

You have no idea how much
I needed that text from you.

Fuck me.

Hey, why don't you stay over tonight?

- You know I can't, Andrés.
- Yeah.

Arturo, right?

Yeah. He's about
to go into palliative care.

No way.

His cancer isn't, um…

It's not going away.

You can imagine what
the next few weeks will be like…

You got this, Nico. Nice!

- You got it, buddy. You got it.
- Yay!

Nico!

You know that beer she poured me was shit.
The whole thing was foam, man!

I drank it anyway,
but someone owes me another one.

That's what you deserve, okay?

This guy. You can't take him anywhere,
can you?

I love you, man.

ESCAPE. OR I CAN COME RESCUE YOU.

WISH I COULD BE WITH YOU.

Maje!

Come on, the cake is ready! Let's go!

Coming!

THIS IS TORTURE

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday dear Nico

Happy birthday to you

Bravo! Bravo!

Luis died.

Luis?

Yeah, Luis.

Luis, my co-worker.

We had dinner at his place,
with his wife, remember?

Was he sick or what?

No. A car accident
coming back from a work site.

- Him and Jandro. Both of them.
- Oh, shit, Arturo.

I'm so sorry. Wow.

God, what their poor wives
are dealing with.

I can only imagine.

I guess they'll at least get something
from the insurance.

It won't bring them back…
but at least it'll help.

At what cost…

How crazy are we?

Insane.

How crazy are we?

We're crazy, bitch.

Was it that good?

Was it good?

We almost broke the door.

I must be dreaming.

- Are you real?
- What do you mean?

What's the catch?

There's got to be something.

There's no way
a girl like you is still single.

Well, who knows?
Maybe that's about to change.

I don't even know your name.

Maje.

Pleasure, Maje.

I'm Dani.

Where were you?

Arturo! I thought you were supposed
to be in Novelda?

Yeah. What about you? Weren't you working?

- Yeah, but then Sonia invited me out.
- You've been seeing her a lot.

She's my friend.
She's helping me fit in here in Valencia.

Maybe you could take me one day
and introduce us.

- I'd love to meet her.
- Now's not the best time.

She… she just broke up with her boyfriend.

- So she's a bit down.
- Right.

That's why we got home so late.
She wanted to talk about him.

But if you're done interrogating me
about my night out…

- I'd like to go to bed now, okay?
- I was just asking, Maje.

No, it was an interrogation.
Two different things. Huh?

I don't go questioning you
when you're partying with your friends.

- God knows what you get up to.
- Not as much as you, apparently.

Listen, how about next time
you come with me when I go to work?

Then you'll know what it's like to work
a full eight-hour shift

on a Saturday night,
straight after another eight-hour day.

Yeah? And then you can tell me

if you don't need a drink
with friends after a day like that.

Look, I miss you, Maje.

I just wanted to surprise you. That's all.

You surprised me.

Thanks a lot.

Hope you have a great day.

I'll have to check
and see if I can make it.

Come on, girl,
I'll buy the tickets. Are we crazy or not?

Yeah. Arturo's right about you, Sonia.
You're gonna get me into trouble.

Guess who texted me earlier.

- Dani.
- So he doesn't care you're married?

- I have no idea.
- You didn't tell him?

No fucking way.
He wanted to meet up tonight.

Maybe he's the one, girl.

Oh, I wish. How'd it go with your guy?

I'll be honest with you.

If he won't go down on me,
I'm done with him.

- Because life's too short to not get...
- Oh, wait. Wait.

- What? What is it?
- No way.

Girl, you're not gonna believe it.
Dani's here now.

That's so cute.

Do you like it?

Hmm. Yeah, it tastes like…

Smooth as silk.

They just put it on the menu.
I'm glad you like it.

So I'm not the first
you've brought here then.

But you are the last.

- And I've taken clients from the agency.
- So, you make good money in advertising?

To be honest, my two years
in Valencia have been good.

Very good.

I got you something.

Open it before I regret it.

WINE FOR DINNER,
GIFT FOR DESSERT!

Seriously?

MY DESSERT IS YOU!
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE

Dani, these are wild!

I didn't know if…

Hey, these must have been so expensive.

Well, you're worth every penny.

Wow, something this nice…

Should get the chance to be admired.

- You coming out or what?
- Yeah!

Maje.

Maje, I think you should talk to Maika
and see about changing your shift.

If you don't,
we won't see each other next week.

No, her dad's still sick. She can't.

Who's Daniel?

Why are you snooping through my phone?

Snooping? It was lying right here
on the bed.

You have no right to invade my privacy!

You know what?
Whatever. It doesn't matter. Here.

Yeah, because you're overreacting
and being all psycho.

Okay. Then let me see the texts.

Maje! Maje, open the door!

THAT PHOTO MAKES ME HORNY.

Open this door
and tell me who the fuck Daniel is.

Listen, Arturo, let's talk
about this another time.

- I'm gonna be late.
- Why can't we talk now?

So you can make up another lie?
I can't live like this.

Get the hell out.
Never come back to my house again.

What did you say?

- What do you mean "your house"?
- My house.

No, it's not.
This house belongs to us both.

My money paid for the renovations, Arturo!

I worked for it.

I paid for the house too.

Don't I have rights?

I work two jobs and put in
everything I earn. Everything!

What fucking rights do you want?
The right to lie to me?

To fuck another guy before our wedding?

Or how about after our wedding?

What the hell was I thinking marrying you?

It's over. I'm not doing this anymore.

You leave or I will.

The next time I see you it's going to be
to sign the divorce papers.

How can you talk about divorce?

I'm not leaving.
I'm not leaving this house!

Can't you just talk to me for a second?!
Don't walk away from me!

Take your apartment
and shove it, you asshole.

OFFLINE

I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE.
I HATE HIM. I WISH HE WAS DEAD

I'VE HAD A FIGHT WITH ARTURO. I'M DONE.

IMAGINE HOW I FEEL.
I HOPE I DON'T RUN INTO HIM

HE ABUSES ME, BABY

SON OF A BITCH

I'VE EVEN THOUGHT ABOUT KILLING HIM

YEAH, ME TOO

WOULD YOU DO IT FOR ME?

BUT I DON'T WANT YOU TO RUIN
YOUR LIFE OVER THAT RAT.

WHY DON'T YOU REPORT HIM?
I'D SUPPORT YOU 200%

I HATE SEEING YOU CRY, BUTTERCUP.

Hey. Hey. Hey, it's okay. Come here.

Come here. Come, buttercup. It's okay.

Better?

Yeah. A little.

I can make you something else.
Some herbal tea?

No, I'm fine, thanks.

If this keeps up…

One of these days, he might just…

I'm too terrified to even think about it.

That's not going to happen.

Everything sets him off and our fights
get worse and worse every day.

I just don't know what I'm supposed to do.

It's too much.
I want to jump off a bridge.

- Don't you even joke about that.
- But this isn't a joke, Salva.

- I can't keep living like this.
- Hey, buttercup.

I'm right here. I won't abandon you.

Never. Hmm?

You're the only one.

- The only one who understands me.
- Come on.

I wish it had happened to him instead.

I wish he had been the one killed
in that car crash

instead of his co-workers.

If I wasn't so afraid of him…

I honestly think
all my problems would be solved.

Would you help me?

Would you do that for me?

Maje…

Do it for us.

Nothing would come between us
if Arturo was gone.

JULY 5TH, 2017
ONE MONTH BEFORE THE MURDER

Careful, buttercup.

Hey, it's not like it's the first time.

No, it's not the first time, but…

It's been days since we last talked.

You know I get nervous
when I don't hear from you.

- Hmm.
- All good?

- Mm-hmm.
- Sweetheart!

- Hey.
- Hi, Amparo.

Hon, remember when you finish your shift,
I need you to buy meat for the barbecue.

I won't forget.

- We're meeting up with people from church.
- Wow.

Hmm.

Don't forget the patient in room 223
goes to the OR in half an hour.

- Got it.
- Yeah, keep reminding him.

He leaves everything till the last minute
and then forgets all about it.

- Bye.
- Okay.

So you're busy this weekend?

Well, you heard her. Why?

Because Arturo is worse than ever.

What has he done?

Maje, tell me, did he hit you?

No.

- Not yet, at least.
- Hmm.

He's going to Novelda
on Friday, thank God.

Good.

And I thought…

Maybe you could…

…keep me company?

I don't want to be alone.

If you want your silly boy to be with you,

your silly boy will be with you.

Did you like it?

Yeah.

You make me see stars. Wow.

I'm discovering things with you
I never even knew existed.

You know I can't stop staring at your ass.

Hey.

I don't know
why you're brushing your teeth.

We're about to have dinner.

- What do you think?
- Oh, it's…

Um, it's good, yeah.

- This one's kind of…
- You don't like mussels, do you?

- Of course I do. I love mussels.
- You've got something there.

Good God.

It's creative, I'll give you that.

It's delicious.

- I'm so bad at cooking.
- Oh, you know…

I mean, practice makes perfect.

Arturo wants to take
a vacation in September.

- Mm-hmm?
- To celebrate our anniversary.

But I don't know if I'll come back, Salva.

Hey.

- Don't say things like that, huh?
- No, he's even more violent now.

Well, why not get a divorce?

Because it's not that easy.

He doesn't want to, for starters.

Hmm.

You… You don't understand me.

I really thought you did.

But, no, you don't get
what I'm going through, do you?

Of course I do.

Do you think I enjoy living like this?
Hiding and sneaking around to be with you?

As if what we're doing is wrong?

No. You don't want to be with me.

Yes, of course I do.

Of course I do.

- Don't you want to forget about him?
- Hmm.

We'd be so happy together.

Hmm.

Yeah.

I want us to be happy.

Spot 28.

He comes down here at 7:30 a.m.

And no one's here in the summer.

He usually parks on the street, but…

I'll figure out a way to convince him
to bring the car in the night before.

This is the key to the garage.

Hold on, hold on. Here.

- Thank you so much, Salvador.
- No problem, Mrs. Pepica.

Good, okay.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

Here we go. Up.

Just look
at what your father makes you do.

- He's not making me, Grandma.
- No one's making anyone do anything.

Otherwise, I'd be making you do
your exercises, instead of lying around.

They're important, Mom.
The doctor says he wants you to do them.

- It's not centered. Move it to the right.
- Okay, yeah.

- Have a bit of water.
- Thanks.

- It looks fine to me.
- No!

- Okay.
- It's wrong.

And you leave the kid alone.

Always getting someone else
to do your dirty work.

- To the right! To the right!
- That's enough, Mom.

Okay? There.

There.

Better?

Hmm.

Don't worry, Jorge.
If you've somewhere to be after this…

…I can give you a ride.

Hey, Dad.

Can I borrow the car
next weekend to go to Gandía?

Who are you going with?

Don't say your friends 'cause
they're not old enough to drive either.

Why do you need it?

If I'd asked so many questions
back in the day…

You did ask so many questions, Mom.

And you wouldn't tell me a thing.

But your dad was your age
when he met your mother.

- Really?
- She's right. Yeah, we were very young.

Imagine that. His very first girlfriend.

And his last. Damn, that's crazy.

Where the hell is it?

- Can you see it?
- No.

It's right in front of you.
It's under your nose.

Shit, wow. Come on.

- How'd I miss it?
- Yeah, how'd you miss it?

So? Working the night shift?

The day too. I'm exhausted, man.

Salva. Salva, this about that girl?

Shit.

So it's getting serious?

I don't know, Francesc. I mean,
she's running me into the ground. Look.

Huh?

- Look at her! Huh?
- Salva.

- What?
- That girl could be your daughter…

My God. Would you look at her?
She's incredible. She's driving me crazy.

She's all I think about.
I'm crazy about her.

You're cruel, dude, mocking us.

- I haven't had sex in months.
- I used to be like that.

Yeah, but that time is past.

No more.

You can't even imagine.
It's always her that starts it.

Like today.
She probably only slept an hour.

She got home, after her shift.
It was about eight.

She called me up at around 12:00.

She said, "Come here. Lay with me."

And we did not just lie there,
I'm telling you.

With a… a calzone,
and a bottle of good wine…

- You know what I mean?
- Yeah, I hear you.

But, uh, I feel bad for Amparo.

What do you mean, Amparo? What about me?

- Huh?
- Come on. You know.

Now look. We only live once in this life.

It's for living,

and nobody can take that away from me.

- You asshole.
- No, listen.

I've never been with a girl
like her before. My whole life.

If you saw me with her,
you'd probably say,

"Fuck, you're paying her, aren't you?"

- Salva…
- You'd think I'm paying her.

All right, come on.

- Who are you going with?
- Oh, with Samuel.

Yeah, he'll come get me
and then we'll go to the movies, I guess.

That sounds good, right hon?

Do you think your friends
might be throwing you a surprise party?

- Sorry, I'll be right back.
- I don't think so.

- That would be nice if they did.
- Yeah, it'd be…

I don't think it's a big deal.

- I'll see them later too.
- You only turn 18 once.

Mom, I know, but it's not a big deal.

Okay, honey. Whatever you...

Hey. How are you?

I'm good. I miss you.

I miss you too.

If you were here with me right now,
I don't know what I'd do to you.

Ah! Oh, really?

- I know what I'd do.
- Do you now?

Yeah.

Okay. Let's hear it.
What would you do to your buttercup?

Well, I can think of a few things, huh?

- Hey…
- What's up?

I, um… I picked up the night shift
at the hospital on the 15th.

Mm-hmm.

And I'll make sure he parks his car
inside that night.

So it'll be there the morning of the 16th.

If you, uh…

If you change your status on WhatsApp,
I'll know when it's done.

Salva?

Yeah?

I love you. So much.

I love you too.

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday dear Jorge

Sing.

Happy birthday…

Yes, of course. Right. Already on my way.

You could've…

Make something up.
He'll believe whatever you put.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Oh, did you read the doc I sent you?

Okay, let me know.

STATUS - AVAILABLE

BACK TO…

SEE YOU AT 1:00 P.M.
AT MY SISTER'S PLACE.

IT GETS CLOSER EVERY DAY.
HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT IT?

MORE THAN ANYTHING

Are you alone?

Hmm.

Hey, I told you you could trust me, right?

Uh…

Uh, do you…

Want something to drink?

Maje.

It's okay.

Don't cry, buttercup.

Arturo isn't gonna be a problem anymore.
Okay?

- And it was very quick. I...
- Salva, please, I don't want to know!

Of course, I'm sorry.
I just wanted to make you feel better.

Hey, it's okay, Maje.

It's all right.

The next few days
are going to be tough. Strange.

But I'm here for you, whatever you need.

Okay?

- It really hurts to ask but do you think…
- Ask me.

I think that it would be best
if we stayed apart for a while.

Oh, yeah, of course. I figured.

I thought about that too.
It's a good idea.

Just so no one sees us together.
No phone calls either.

- For sure.
- You understand, don't you?

Mm-hmm.

Well, actually, I…

No, nothing.

What?

What is it?

Nothing, it's just…

Your Salva thought of everything.

Here.

What? What's that?

In case you want to talk
or you need anything, use this, okay?

It's a burner.

Do we have to?
Do you think someone's watching us?

I mean…

It's, um… You have an alibi. Hmm?

And there's no evidence
to link me to Arturo.

But we should be careful all the same.

Huh?

I'd be dead if it wasn't for you.

You've truly saved my life.

Never forget that.

I should leave.

Hmm?

DANIEL - WHEN ARE WE "BOWLING" AGAIN?

OF COURSE WE BOTH WIN

BUT WAIT, YOU HAVEN'T SEEN
MY BEST STRIKES YET

PUSSY TONIGHT

Maje, honey. I heard about your husband.

I'm so sorry.

- Thanks, Sofía.
- How are you holding up?

- You can imagine.
- If you need anything, I'm here.

Thanks.

I've been calling you.

Salva, we agreed
to keep our distance for a while.

Yeah, but I see you and…

- You look so good, I...
- Salva, please.

I've been trying to change my shifts
but that hasn't worked out.

Every time I get close to seeing you,
something comes up.

It's Maika. She's been driving me crazy
with the schedule.

She's a monster. It's such a mess.

I thought it was Montse
who did your scheduling.

Yeah, exactly.
When it's not one, it's the other.

And they don't care how stressed I am.

There's the house, the inheritance,

and now the insurance company
is asking me for papers

and I don't even know what they are.

I don't have the time, I just…

There's no pension yet, either. I…

That's what I'm here for.

I can help you out with anything you need.

- Your floor. Is it fixed yet?
- No, no.

Well, let me take care of that. Yeah?
I'm good with my hands.

And that way,
we can spend some time together.

Yeah?

Salva, the police are still investigating.

So what?

A work colleague can't come over
and help you out with something?

Okay.

Where are you? The floor is finished.

- Thanks so much, Salva.
- It's nothing.

You'll see it when you get here.
Looks great.

Oh, and I picked up a few things.
Your fridge was totally empty.

In case you wanted me to stay…

Sorry, I don't think I'll make it.
I'm just swamped with work, you know?

- Are you still there right now?
- Hmm.

Because I have to ask for a big favor.

Your wish is my command,
my little buttercup.

I need something
for the pension application,

and I can't access it from the hospital.

Can you log in to my computer?

Of course. What do you need?

- Maje?
- Sorry, just a sec.

Right. Sorry, Salva, I have to go.

I'll send you the details
on WhatsApp, okay?

- Thanks, sweetheart.
- Right.

LOVE IN ROME

HOW'S YOUR ITALIAN?
YOU'LL NEED IT IN ROME.

NO PASSPORT NEEDED,
JUST BRING YOUR TINY WAIST.

YOU KNOW IT'S FOR THE BEST.

I KNOW. BUT IT DOESN'T MAKE IT EASIER.

IT'S SO HARD FOR ME.
YOU LOOKED BEAUTIFUL TODAY.

I'M A MESS. NOT SEEING YOU IS KILLING ME.
I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN TAKE THIS.

Who is it?

Just Francesc.
He's having computer problems.

Hmm.

Hi.

Salva?

Maje, you okay? What's up?

I had to call you.

I'm not… I'm not okay.

I need you to tell me what happened

because I thought
you were doing all right.

I… I don't understand.

Did I do something?
Did I say something wrong?

Listen, Maje…

It's not you. It's me.

It just came into my head.

I was thinking
your mother might have a point.

You need to take a break
from the house, worrying about it.

And I guess I'm saying you need to
take a break from me too, because…

I'll remind you of it every day.
It might be...

No way! Never.

Listen, I told you,
you don't remind me of it.

I never think about it.

I promised to move on and I did, right?

- I mean, it's in my head now…
- Yeah.

But I swear I never think about it. Ever.

I'm feeling down all of a sudden.

Like, really depressed.

I know, I get it,
but it's all in your head, okay?

If you try to take on what's in my head,
you'll go crazy. So, don't.

The other day, I called the police.

You did what?!

My friend. My friend.

Salva, oh my God!
Don't scare me like that.

No, no, no. He was my friend.
I won't do anything stupid.

I asked him
if he would look into something for me.

Through the police.

And he did. He looked into it.

You haven't been talking to them
about Andrés.

Yeah, of course I told them about Andrés.

But there was another person too
and he… I don't know him.

It's, uh, Daniel, I think.
Don't remember his last name.

Yeah. Yes, he's, uh…

I told them about him too.
The publicist. You remember the publicist?

And apparently you're going
somewhere with him?

Italy, right?

- Yeah, him… and others.
- Sure.

Listen, hearing about this guy,
it brought me down because…

Salva, are you saying the police
are investigating me?

You or him. Because they know.

Oh, shit!

They know.

Listen to me, why don't we just…?

Oh my God, Salva!
Tell me when I can meet you.

If I don't make you happy, just say so.

Oh, God!

How can I…? No, no!

- Hmm. Okay.
- It isn't that at all, okay?

I thought they'd ruled me out as a suspect
and now you say they're investigating me!

You or him.

If you told them you're seeing him, then…

- They're going to look into it.
- So what? They've bugged my phone?

I don't know.

He didn't say. But they do know
you're traveling to Italy together.

For sure. He didn't tell me where,
but Italy.

That's when you told me
you were going to Novelda.

Listen, I already told you
there are some things I…

Okay, I get it.
It's a lot to take in is all.

Okay.

Uh, I can tell you.
If you really want to know.

But the same way you get to do
what you want, live with your family,

spend time with your son…

I'm not sacrificing my happiness.

I'm not going to be alone.
I need someone I can be with.

So, he has a son.

That's what I wanted to ask you.

Maje…

Where do I fit in to your life?

Can we meet?

Yeah.

At the Esquina de los Pinchos.

- Okay, I'll meet you in half an hour.
- Okay.

- I'll be there at 11:00.
- We can talk about it face-to-face.

I'll see you later.

Okay.

See you soon.

The Esquina de los Pinchos?
I don't know the place. Where is it?

A bar in Patraix.

- Think we can make it?
- If we're quick, we might have a shot.

- Let's get moving. Come on!
- Let's go.

- Turri.
- Mm-hmm?

- One thing.
- Yeah?

That thing he said?
About talking to a cop friend of his?

- Don't look at me.
- Do we have a leak to worry about?

Eva, please. I'm offended.

I need you to verify
who's accessed the recordings.

We're the only ones who could
and no one else would have talked.

Trust no one. Not even your own shadow.

Do me a favor. Find out
who's been talking to Salvador, right?

Get moving, guys.

Turri, what's up?

Eva, I've got Salva's phone call history.

Calls to his wife,
his son, and his mother's landline.

So far, normal. Nothing weird.
But there's a number that pops up a lot.

Pretty lengthy calls to a burner phone.

Ah.

And what kind of person
uses a burner phone these days?

Drug dealers, terrorists…

And murderers.

You said it.

- Nicely done.
- Heads up.

I gotta get going.

- What's happening?
- I've got Maje.

Yeah, I see her.

- Someone's coming.
- What does he look like?

He's a… a big guy.

Uh, I wouldn't fuck him.

Right.
Are you absolutely sure this is him?

- Want me to approach?
- We don't have a warrant yet.

Only pictures for now.

You got it.

It's on page five.

Mm-hmm.

Well, he's not my type.

He's not the suspect's type either,
but they have a relationship.

Look at the transcript of the phone call.

Right here.

IF I DON'T MAKE YOU HAPPY, TELL ME.

This isn't enough. We need more.

What we need are those phones.
We've almost got them.

We're very close. I'm sure of it.

All right, proceed with the phones.
You owe me a nice present for Christmas.

Do you like it?

It's perfect.

Everything's perfect with you.

Can we afford the down payment though?

I wouldn't worry about that.

The developer's handing out promotions
left, right and center.

You'll have to put down a deposit
of 10,000 euros of course.

We can do the paperwork later…

- Hello?
- Hi.

Well, I got your bathroom fixed up.

- Salva's calling the burner.
- Man of many talents.

You realize there was water in there?

And yet I'm the one who's wet.

Shit, buttercup,
don't get me started.

You know how much you turn me on.

Those fuck boys who want a quick lay

are nothing compared to you.

It's like watching porn at work.

You know I've got a good imagination.

- This girl's smart, yeah.
- I do.

I bet.

He's involved in this mess,
I guarantee it.

Sure, I mean, based on what we've seen
so far, he just seems really average.

Hmm. That's all the more reason then.
Because this guy?

No way has he ever got this lucky before.

Ah, Víctor, the victim's brother.

Víctor?

Eva? Hi.

Have you made any progress
in the investigation?

Anything? We just need some news.

Good or bad, especially for my parents.

Yeah, yeah, look, Víctor, I…

I don't want to get ahead of myself here,
but I'll tell you things are looking good.

If everything keeps going at this pace,
we'll catch them soon.

Okay. Okay.

- But be discreet. Please.
- Of course.

Only your closest family can know.

This is very important, Víctor.
You understand?

Yeah, you have my word.

Right then.

Yeah, not a word to anyone.
And let me know if we can help.

One day at a time, Víctor. Be strong.

Thank you. Really.
This means a lot to me. To my parents.

Yeah. Talk soon. Bye now.

- You think he's gonna tell her?
- Oh yeah, I'm counting on it.

Maybe if we scare her a bit,
the widow will drop the innocent nun act.

- Hi.
- Something to drink?

- A glass of water?
- No, thank you.

- So, what are you doing here?
- How are you?

Well, I, uh…

As you know, I'm still working two jobs,

but things aren't as easy
now that I'm on my own.

I have to find a way to make ends meet
so I have to start figuring out the…

The sale of the apartment
I bought with Arturo.

It's been four months since our son
was murdered

and you haven't even been mourning him.

Come on, Dad.

I know he was your son,
but he was also my husband.

We can't sell the apartment
until the investigation is finished.

Yeah, but that could take forever.
It's not like the police have any idea.

Maybe they do.

The inspector said she already knows
exactly who the culprit is.

Did she really?

Why didn't she tell me about that?

What does it matter?

It's weird. I don't know.

Isn't it? I'm his widow.
I deserve to know what they found.

What's important is
the son of a bitch who killed my brother

will pay for what he's done.

Salva, come on.

Hi. I can't come to the phone right now.

María Jesús, where are you going?

You're not staying for lunch?

I made your favorite!

Come on!

Arturo…

I know what happened to him…

It was a man from the hospital.

He's completely obsessed with me.

But I swear to you, Mom, I didn't know. I…

I swear I had no idea.

I'm so scared.

Why?

- Because of him?
- No.

No, he wouldn't…

But what's gonna happen if…?
I don't know if I can do it, Mom.

I don't know…

Honey.

We can't bring him back.

Nothing can change
what happened to Arturo.

And it is in no way our place
to judge anyone for anything.

All right?

The Lord can see you.
He sees all and hears all.

He always will until Judgement Day.

And so will He in the kingdom of Heaven.

Salva? Hello?

Hi! Are you back already?

Yeah, hey, listen,
I've been talking to Arturo's brother.

- About the apartment and everything.
- Right.

And he told me that they've basically
closed the investigation.

- That they know who it is.
- Uh-huh.

Just imagine!
My heart was about to explode.

I was freaking out.

I said, "Oh? I mean,
are you sure, Víctor?"

He said, "Yeah, that's it. They know."

I see. Well, at least
you'll get the life insurance now.

Yeah, but Salva…

You know what I mean.
I'm in complete shock right now.

If you're worried about me,
don't be. I'm fine. Really.

Maybe they're looking at somebody else.

Somebody who's already got
a criminal record.

They could be looking for more information
so they can pin it on them.

Right. Yeah, that's what I thought.

If they suspected me,
they'd be investigating me,

and they're not.

- It's okay.
- How can you be so sure?

Well, first of all, they'd have to
bring me in for questioning.

See if I have a criminal record,
see if I have an alibi,

determine my whereabouts
during the murder.

Unbelievable!

They'd have to ask me
about all that, and they haven't.

So, that's that. Nothing to worry about?

No, absolutely not.
You can relax. Breathe.

It's okay. Trust me.

I do trust you.

All right. Listen to me.

The best thing to do?
Go back to living your life.

What you need is stability. All right?

And based on what you've told me,
your best chance of that

is a new life with Daniel.

Right?

Are you still there?

Yeah, yeah, I'm here.

Okay.

So, that's it.
You can stop overthinking all of this.

Have a fun New Year's with him.

Honestly, I…

I'm not the best with words, but I know…

I understand.

…that I… I just love you.

I think about you constantly,

You're always on my mind
even when I'm thinking about other things.

I know that.

If we can, we should talk soon.
Next week, maybe?

The morning of the 2nd?

Okay. Are you working?

- Yeah.
- Perfect. I'll meet you for lunch.

Okay, yeah. I can meet you at 10:30.

Okay, that's perfect.

And we can talk.
We can wish each other a Happy New Year.

Yeah, of course.

It's hard to believe
we ever solve any cases,

given what we're working with.

Mm-hmm.

As long as they stay at the table,

we'll hear everything they say.

Wow. These napkins…

They're no good for anything,
not wiping, not drying…

Now they're doing good.

How are you?

I'm okay.

Hey, nothing bad is going to happen, hmm?

Stop saying nothing bad
is going to happen. You're scaring me.

Thank you.

Happy New Year.

Happy New Year.

I have a question.

About the key.

Yeah. What about it?

I…

Well…

I was thinking,
it's weird that you don't have it.

It's not like people can get in
without a key.

So what are you saying?

Want the change?

- No, it's okay.
- Why bring this up now?

Especially here.

Okay, it's just that…

There isn't much of a chance,
but if they ask you…

…about the key, I mean…
You don't know anything about it, hmm?

It's not like anything is going to happen,
but if it does…

But I gave it to you.

Right, so you say it just disappeared.

It makes sense.

But that's not what I told them.

All right. Well, no matter what you said,
you're gonna be okay.

Right.

And you?

What if something happens?

Could you…

Could you get yourself out of this?

Yeah. Of course.

This wasn't part of the plan.

Yeah, I know. I know.

The recording certainly
isn't as clear as we'd hoped

but it's perfectly intelligible.

That means we've got
more than enough evidence

to arrest Maje and Salvador.

We'll get the surveillance teams
set up at their homes tomorrow,

and then, when they head to work…

Make sure the press team knows.
I want them there.

With all due respect, sir,

I'd prefer not to turn these arrests
into a media circus, if I can help it.

I'm talking about our team.

We work with them regularly.
They're not paparazzi.

But still, sir…

I really don't think it's necessary.

When people see cameras,
they lose their minds.

If you're hoping to make this
less complicated for yourself,

the best thing you can do
is obey my orders,

and get me pictures
of the lovebirds in handcuffs.

His bike's here, but his car's not.

Are you 100% sure
they didn't see you at the diner?

I'm absolutely sure.

Okay.

You're driving. Here.

Turri, I need to know
where Salva made his last call from.

His mother is hospitalized here.

- Let's do this quickly and discreetly.
- Yes, ma'am.

We don't want to upset her.
We're here for him.

Right.

Poor woman. I wonder
who's going to look after her now.

Maybe he really did have someone
on the inside feeding him information.

No.

That's impossible.

- He has to be there.
- Well, he's not.

The stairs.

I am telling you. He's not here.

- Impossible.
- You want to come down and look?

He's not in this hospital.

- He has to be.
- Fine. Just…

Could you check Salva's phone again
for me, at least?

Any calls placed or received
in the last 24 hours.

I know what you're thinking,
and no, we've checked every number.

We can identify the location
of every call,

and the one to his son
was made from the hospital.

He's still there.

Coffee?

May as well.

A cortado and an iced coffee, please.

Hmm.

- Salvador Rodrigo?
- Yeah.

- Eva Torres, National Police.
- Right, yeah.

Would you mind coming with us?

Salvador Rodrigo,
I am placing you under arrest.

- You have the right to remain silent…
- Yeah, I know my rights, ma'am.

You're still getting the speech, buddy.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.

You have the right to consult a lawyer.

If you cannot afford a lawyer,
one will be provided for you.

Here. Your lunch for the office.
Let me know what you think.

I'm sure it'll be great.

Yeah, my mom's amazing, but I'm learning.

That woman's a saint!

- Sushi tonight?
- Yeah, please!

- I'll make the reservation.
- Don't forget. I'll be working.

I'll do it. Come here.

- Have a good day.
- See you tonight.

Good morning, María Jesús.

Eva, what's going on?

I need you to come with us to the station.

- Please don't…
- What's happening?

Stay back. Police.

Okay, someone fill this guy in
on the details

and get him to come in tonight.
He has to give a statement at the station.

María Jesús, I'm placing you under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say
can and will be used against you

in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney…

I want to talk to my lawyer,
I don't want a public defender.

I'm sorry, Salvador, but we can't allow
any communication with him.

All right, Eva. It is Eva, hmm?

- Mm-hmm.
- You've got nothing on me.

- Before you force a confession out of me...
- We'll pretend you didn't say that.

Sit up properly, please.

Sit up when you speak to me.

But Eva, there must be
some sort of mistake.

Have you talked to my family?
When my mother finds out…

You can't do this to people
from Novelda. You don't understand.

This is crazy.

- And Arturo's killer still on the loose...
- Please, Maje.

Your lovers might buy
that "grieving widow" act you like so much

but you can stop the theatrics.

You have a chance right now
to tell us the truth.

I'd take it if I were you.

Right. Let's cut to the chase.

Did you and María Jesús
conspire to murder Arturo Ferrer?

I'll tell the judge and no one else.

No. No, no, no!

You're making a big mistake, Eva.

I don't believe this.

Ever since we started listening
to your calls,

I've been thinking the same thing.

I don't believe this.

I don't believe this!

With Daniel, with Andrés,
with Salva… I didn't believe it!

Salvador. Pretty soon,
you're going to be front-page news.

You're not going to have
a private life anymore.

So, this is the moment where you decide
if you want people to hear your story

or Maje's.

Maje didn't know anything.
It was all my idea.

What about the key to the garage?
How did you get it?

- I'd had it for a while.
- Hmm.

She gave it to me
so I could park if I ever needed to.

Did you give Salva the key to the garage?

Yeah, I did, but…

Um, I was afraid of telling him no.

Oh, no. You're afraid of Salva,
afraid of Arturo, of everybody.

But you played all of them.

Salva is a very dangerous man, Eva.

He's, um…

He's been in love with me
for I don't know how long.

Ever since I started at the hospital.

- But I don't see him that way, Eva.
- Of course not.

No, you don't see him that way.

How did you say it? Hang on a minute.

Uh…

Yes.

You didn't "almost break the door"
with him?

I did, you know, I let him…

Um…

Down there. He used me for things.

But I didn't... He's gross.

Maje and I are just good friends.

Oh? I have to tell you

I don't usually write love letters
to my good friends.

Or give them coupons for a free kiss.

"Maje, I love you. So much,
I can't stop thinking about you ever."

Those are private.
You have no right to read those.

We most certainly do. Trust me.

"I want you to be happy so deeply

that I would do anything
on earth for you."

"Yours forever, your silly boy, Salva."

Good Lord.

Maje, listen to me.

I can give you one last chance. Hmm?

Did Salva kill Arturo
without you asking him to?

- Yes.
- You're sure?

Yes.

You may have fooled all your lovers
like that, but not me, sweetheart.

No.

You've cast a spell on them.
You've got something, I'll give you that.

But if you were smart,
you would've told me the truth.

It was my idea.
I wanted to protect her from that bastard.

Arturo wasn't abusing Maje.

She lied to you, she manipulated you.
You were tricked into killing him for her.

- You don't know that for sure.
- Yes, we do.

Of course we know. Salvador, trust me.

Arturo never abused Maje. Not once.

Are we done or what?

You're making
the worst mistake of your life.

Honestly, I feel sorry for you.

No, no. That's not true.

Because you could've had
a normal midlife crisis.

Could have bought yourself
a new sports car,

gotten a tattoo…

But no, instead you got yourself
further and further into this mess

until it was too late.

I do feel sorry for your wife though,

and especially for your son.
He seems like a really good kid.

IN MEMORY OF DEPUTY INSPECTOR
BLAS GÁMEZ ORTIZ

OF THE VALENCIA HOMICIDE UNIT,

MURDERED IN THE LINE OF DUTY
ON SEPTEMBER 12TH, 2017.

EVA LEFT THE HOMICIDE UNIT
AND WENT BACK TO PATROL DUTY

TO DATE, NO OTHER UNIT
HAS MANAGED TO MATCH

THE CASE RESOLUTION RATE
OF THE VALENCIA HOMICIDE UNIT.

Name?

Salvador Rodrigo Lapiedra.

MAJE AND SALVA
EXCHANGED LOVE LETTERS

WHILE MAJE BEGAN HAVING
RELATIONS WITH OTHER INMATES.

Name?

WHEN SALVA FOUND OUT…

María Jesús Moreno Cantó.

…HE ASKED TO CHANGE
HIS STATEMENT BEFORE THE TRIAL.

In my last statement I said
that it was me who planned the murder…

Mm-hmm.

…but it was both of us.

She asked you to kill him.

Yes.

Age?

48.

THEY WERE SENTENCED
TO 22 AND 17 YEARS IN PRISON.

SALVA'S WAS REDUCED
FOR COOPERATING WITH THE POLICE.

MAJE'S WAS INCREASED
DUE TO HER RELATIONSHIP TO THE VICTIM.

Marital status?

Married.

Marital status?

Widow.

BASED ON TRUE EVENTS.

SOME CHARACTERS, SCENES,
AND STORYLINES HAVE BEEN FICTIONALIZED

FOR CREATIVE AND PRIVACY PURPOSES.