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[dramatic music playing]

WHEN NO ONE SEES US

[crickets chirping]

[ominous music playing]

[indistinct police
radio chatter]

Do you think that's him?

I couldn't say for sure.

[dogs barking distantly]

You look surprised to see me.

- I'm surprised by the discovery.
- Is it Johnson?

We don't know, sir. He's been
in lime for several days.

He's not wearing dog tags?

No wallet, no phone.

Nothing.

[exhales]

He's got a broken neck,
I can tell you that.

I'll examine the
rest more carefully.

I trust you will.
How tired are you?

[scoffs] I wasn't gonna
sleep anyway. [chuckles]

[cell phone ringing]

Yes?

Thanks, officer.
I'll be there soon.

Thank you. Have a good night.

[music fades]

Carmen.

[car doors close]

Where is Claudia?

[car engine starts]

You smell like pee.
Let's go wash you off.

[car engine revving]

[Carmen] I don't
feel like bathing.

[Lucía] Come on.

Right here.

Turn around.

All right, open.

[poignant music playing]

Your foot.

CHAPTER 4 HOLY WEDNESDAY

- Morning.
- [Carmen] Good morning.

[birds singing and chirping]

I was worried last night.

Because of the police. They
have to meddle in everything.

They did bring you home.

If I want to spend the night in
my chair, what's the problem?

Don't they have anything
more important to do

than take a grandmother
to her house?

Claudia left you, didn't she?

No, I misunderstood her.

I was thinking she
would be picking me up.

- However, we agreed she wouldn't, and...
- Carmen.

You don't have to protect her,
because she's not a kid, okay?

- She's more responsible than you think.
- Hm.

[door opens]

Look, here comes the
responsible girl.

Why do you have a cellphone
if you don't answer it?

- To make calls.
- Don't answer me like that.

- Least of all after last night.
- Do you want some toast, Claudia?

You think it's nice
to leave your grandma?

You just won't
drop it, will you?

She didn't leave me alone. I
told you, I didn't understand.

Yesterday she was found
by two cops, disoriented.

You know about that?

You're not gonna say anything?

I took my friend
to the hospital.

Okay, and her parents
wouldn't do it?

No, because we were in the
park and she was pretty sick.

- In what park?
- You think I'm making it up?

- I asked what park.
- In Borujas.

Were you with Sara García?

Leave her alone,
it's not a big deal.

No? Do you know where Sara is?

In the hospital in an induced
coma for taking laced drugs.

It could've been you.

I said a thousand times, I don't
do drugs, but you don't listen.

You don't care what I say,
all you wanna do is scold me.

[door slams]

You clearly haven't
heard of knocking.

- Where did your friend get the drugs?
- I don't know. In town.

- From whom?
- Isn't that your job?

I'm not in the mood, stop screwing
around. Who pushes the drugs?

I told you, I don't know who.

- I don't trust you.
- What a surprise.

- What's your deal with Roberto Navas?
- What does it matter?

You're staying home for the
rest of the day, got it?

[door slams]

[footsteps receding]

- [knocking on door]
- Come in.

- Sir.
- They identify the body yet?

Not yet. That's why I
wanted to talk to you.

I'm waiting on Johnson's
medical records.

So you do need my cooperation.

Didn't seem that way last night.

I didn't think it was
necessary to inform you

until the identity
was confirmed.

A body that could be an airman from
this base turns up in a vat of lime

and you didn't think it
necessary to inform me?

With all due respect, sir,

it's not something I
have to discuss with you.

I've informed my superiors.

Will you please grant me
access to his records,

or do I have to make
an official request?

[jet engines roaring overhead]

Won't be necessary.

Sir.

[door opens, then closes]

You should've consulted me

before notifying Hoopen
about the body last night.

I understand your sense of
loyalty, it's to your credit.

But this is my investigation
and you overstepped.

I was tempted to request
your replacement,

but I can't waste any more time.

With all due respect, I
didn't tell the colonel.

Doing so is your responsibility.

[inhales deeply, then sighs]

Like I said, your sense of
loyalty is to your credit.

[ominous music playing]

[sighs]

Corporal, the girl
on drugs yesterday...

[Víctor] Sara García.

- Mm-hm. Did you speak to the witnesses?
- Yes.

But you know how kids are, they
don't tell you a damn thing.

The test was positive and the
substance matches the prior cases.

But look at this, we
just got it from the lab.

They found it was cut with
fertilizer. Guess what else, incense.

Industrial grade.

Not sticks we use at home, The
kind in churches and processions.

If it's not the
brotherhood, I don't know.

Incense isn't that strange.

In Ibiza they smoke it straight,
like a synthetic cannabis.

Yeah, but this isn't
Ibiza, this is Morón.

Ruben, speak to Public
Communication, tell them I sent you.

Send them a picture of this Nazarene.
Have them put it on socials.

- We'll see if it scares off anyone.
- Of course, ma'am.

- What did the American tell you?
- They took him to the base.

- They'll grill him.
- Speak to the base.

I want the distributor
of this shit now, got it?

- Understood.
- Yes, of course.

The medical records confirm that
the body is that of Miles Johnson,

the U.S. soldier we
were looking for.

Since he turned up here, we can
handle it, in case we're bored.

It does look like a homicide.

The car was taken to
Algeciras, to the port.

I'm guessing the same
person who murdered him.

What about cameras in the area?

Perfect. Go speak to the
judge, she's on our side.

We need that footage.

Traffic, stores, gas
stations, everything.

- Understood.
- Good.

I want location data
from Johnson's phone.

Find out where he's been
since Wednesday the 20th.

- Should I continue with Antonio's socials?
- What have you got?

I'm looking for patterns
in replies to his posts.

- It's a hassle. I don't think...
- Hassle?

More than cutting off the
streets for the processions?

- No.
- Great.

Since you can do two things at
once, I want you on that too. Clear?

Okay. But I think it's
better if he came here.

Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Okay, no problem. I understand.

So we'll go there, to the base.

Okay. What time?

Okay.

Okay. Thank you.
Have a good day.

What'd they say?

If we want to identify the dealer,
we have to go for the base.

So then let's go.

You can bring your notes
to study on the way.

All right, 20 minutes is enough
to go over it three times.

That's why I said it.

[somber music playing]

[Taylor clears throat]

Ever been in combat, sergeant?

Yes. Um...

Iraq and Afghanistan,
lieutenant.

Are you okay? You
look uncomfortable.

It's just the smell of the hospital.
[chuckles, then clears throat]

I like it. It
smells clean to me.

[door opens]

And we said we hardly ever see
each other, huh? [chuckles]

- Is there any news?
- I'm just about done.

But with so many people,
it's hard to concentrate.

He's been dead a few days. Due to
the lime, I don't know exactly.

I have the most
probable cause of death.

He had two punctiform
infiltrations at the larynx level.

I don't know what punctiform
infiltrations are, Olarte.

- Punctures?
- No.

They're like mini
blemishes, kind of.

Caused by an external force that produced
hyperextension of the neck backwards,

that fractured vertebrae C2,

a hemorrhage in
the cervical zone

and a lesion in the marrow that
led to respiratory insufficiency.

Someone snapped his neck
like a chicken, right?

Yeah, that's another
way of saying it.

- Was there a fight?
- There are no other wounds or lesions.

It looks like a single action.
A quick move. A headlock, maybe.

But the wounds aren't defensive.

So then he was
asleep or drugged.

The blood toxicology
test will tell us that.

But even so, causing death by
breaking someone's neck isn't simple.

Whoever did it knew very
well what they were doing.

The body would've dissolved
completely if left in lime, right?

Whoever put him
there thought that.

Everyone thinks that quicklime
destroys bodies, like in the movies,

but it actually only destroys
the parts that are soft.

The muscles, all the
nerves, the tendons.

- The bones remain intact.
- You teach me a lot, Olarte.

[chuckles]

[ominous music playing]

I wouldn't drink
that, it's disgusting.

I don't care. I
have a bad headache.

Happens when I don't sleep.

- Where's your bodyguard?
- Getting the car.

Why don't you get some food.

Later, I will.

You have thoughts...
on Johnson's death?

I don't know you well, but
I'd say you have a theory.

I don't know if you know that a few
days ago a man committed hara-kiri.

I know, I was told.

The forensics guy said whoever killed
Johnson knew what he was doing.

He was killed in one move.

The guy who committed hara-kiri
has some kind of academy.

He taught English and
he taught martial arts.

And you think...

I don't think anything, but
it is a possibility, right?

[ominous music continues]

I told you it was disgusting.

I'll buy you a good one.

[jet engines roaring overhead]

You want me to test you?

On what?

- I don't know, what you're studying.
- But you don't know about anything.

How do you know what I
know? Ask me something.

- The Spanish Constitution.
- Okay, the Constitution. What?

How about the '78 Constitution.

Ask me something
that's more specific.

Article 35.

All right, let's see. Article
35, 36... That's the one where...

Every Spaniard has the
right to adequate housing.

That's 47. Article 35
is the right to work.

Close.

Ask me another.

In case you were wondering, I
sent a photo of you to my cousin.

She said you're not bad.

What photo?

A selfie I took of you
at the barracks gate.

If you take a photo of
me, that's not a selfie.

Well, I did it.

I don't like you sending photos
of me without my consent.

- It's my cousin.
- So what?

Look. That's them.

[Víctor sighs]

[ominous music playing]

[sighs]

Come on, you have to
recognize someone.

I don't know.

You all look the same to me.

- For real?
- Can we just get through it?

Whatever.

We can be here all
day if you want.

I don't know if you're
trying to protect him,

but remember, that son of
a bitch sold you that shit.

You are very lucky to be alive.

I'm not trying to
protect anyone,

I just haven't seen him.

Wait.

Go back.

That's him.

That's the fucker who
sold me the drugs.

Coffee for you, iced tea.

And two serranitos.

Maybe this is wrong.

I don't think the lieutenant
seems to love the menu.

I think she does like it, right?

Yes, of course. Except, I
hadn't ordered anything.

No need to.

It's a Spanish tapa.

Even if you don't feel
like it, just eat it.

I appreciate it, Ramón.

Anything for you, sergeant?

I'm okay for now.

Ramón? So now you're
a regular here.

Anything I should know?

Just that he cooks
well. Very well.

I know you have a daughter,
but what about your husband?

If there was one.

Yes, there was.

He shot himself and died.

He'd been depressed for months,

and I had the great idea of starting a
fight with him to see how he'd react.

Psychology at its finest.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
- No, don't worry.

Everyone here knows.

You would've found out, in time.

Better if I tell you.

By the way, if you don't like
ham, because you're making a mess,

you can ask for something else,

The pork here is delicious.

Everyone here gets the
bread. Mollete. It's amazing.

Shedo was Antonio's nickname.

That means "moon," right?

- Shadow.
- Shadow.

[María] Every time he uploaded something,
another user named Okami always replied.

- [Lucía] Which means?
- [María] Wolf.

Right. Hiding their real names.

Okami's only been
registered since January.

He doesn't upload any posts
and only follows one user.

It's Antonio Jimenez. More.

[María] In several comments Okami
praises Antonio's master of martial arts.

Japanese culture is
something they discuss.

- Okami doesn't seem to be a local.
- What do you mean?

Antonio obviously is, but Okami
doesn't know this area well.

- And he talks about America.
- Did you find his location?

No, I couldn't. He uses a VPN.

Uses a what?

A virtual private network.

You connect to it, your data's
encrypted. It hides your IP.

- No one can find you.
- So then we have nothing.

I've studied the comments of
both and made some deductions.

One, Okami opened the profile
just to contact Antonio.

Two, Okami is a man. Or appeared so
since Antonio addresses him as male.

And three?

Okami met Antonio a month ago.

- In person?
- Mm-hm.

They started to meet regularly.
I can give you dates, even times.

- Where at?
- I've only found talk of Antonio's house.

What else?

In a couple of posts they
discuss a class they taught.

I think Okami gave Antonio's
students a martial arts class,

because on that day Antonio
posted this on his profile.

Mm-hm. His computer
reveal anything?

Forensics isn't
done working on it.

Stay on it. We're
sure to find out more.

I want times and dates, a list
of interactions of Antonio and...

- Okami.
- Okami.

You'll have it shortly.

Call the parents of Antonio's
students. I want to talk to them.

- Which ones?
- Any that you're able to.

And you're not
leaving the station.

All right, everyone. They
aren't going to ban them.

At long as they're not considered
a risk to the population,

like in Montilla.

- Or during the pandemic.
- [cell phone rings]

There's no danger here. Although
that's not for us to judge.

Do we vote, or do we agree?

Saying there's no
danger is one thing,

it's another, with all that's happening,
to go ahead like it's nothing.

Not like it's nothing, Pepe. However,
if we were determined to see our Father,

now we want to more.

Yeah.

Here's the problem.

I don't want them telling us

we put the interest of the
brotherhoods before the town.

They might, I know them.

La Compañía and La Salud have
to go ahead, or they'll kill us.

- [cell phone ringing]
- Everyone goes ahead here, or no one does.

- Then everyone.
- Excuse me.

- [ringing continues]
- [indistinct chatter]

[Núñez] Listen,
I'm in a meeting.

Hey, sergeant, Rafa made
a positive identification.

Arrest Roberto Navas.

[Rogelia] Deliver
us, Lord, our God,

in the name of the Father, the
Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

- Do you have children?
- [Lucía] Yes, a 16-year-old.

- [Rogelia] I don't.
- [birds singing]

You know the worst part
about not having them?

When I die, no one
will cry for me.

- Don't say that, Rogelia.
- No, I mean it.

Look at Antonio.

Alone, even at his funeral.

You told me you went to his
house every so often, right?

Yes, that's right.

Do you know if he had
any visits from men?

No.

No, no, no.

He had very few visitors.

He was a man with not
many friends. A homebody.

He'd made friends with an American.
Are you sure it doesn't ring a bell?

[ominous music playing]

Now that you say that...

Uh, a few days ago he
had a strange visit.

[Lucía] When?

I don't know. The middle
of last week, I believe.

Wednesday? Thursday?

I rarely go on Thursdays,
so it was Wednesday.

But his guest got upset,
and he kicked him out.

He kept shouting.

Do you recall what about?

That we leave him alone.

What was this man like?

[exhales]

He's American, I think. Yes.

I don't know, he made
me a bit nervous.

All right.

Let's see...

Look at this photo. Do you
know if it was this man?

[sighs] It could be.

I can't really say for
sure. I think it is.

Is it the guy or not, Rogelia?

It is. Yeah.

- Why didn't you tell me this on Sunday?
- Why would I?

Have you seen what
happens to the gossipers?

Not a single person
at the funeral.

A good man who only wanted to help
children whose families were struggling.

He didn't need to do that.

He'll be dealing with
enough with what comes next.

Do you know that suicide
is the worst sin to commit?

And even if who he
liked was men? And?

I think everyone needs
to leave him alone.

- [indistinct chatter]
- [ominous music playing]

[dogs barking]

[rooster crows]

[Lucía] Carmen?

Carmen! Where were you?

I was here. In the
kitchen, making lentils.

Why aren't you answer your cell?

I never heard it
ring. It's on silent.

What about the landline?

I never wanna answer it.

It's always someone
selling things.

The brotherhood tried to
call, they were worried.

Didn't you have to
dress the Virgin today?

Is today Wednesday?

- Yes.
- Oh, my God.

- Will you drive me?
- Like that?

No, but give me a moment.

[knocking]

[electronic music
playing over headphones]

- What's wrong, can't you hear the phone?
- What?

Nothing.

I want to tell you something.

You told me everything
you had to tell me.

It's about Rober.

Did they find his brother?

No, it's not that.

There was testimony that Rober
has been selling laced drugs.

The same ones your
friend Sara took.

That's bullshit. You
didn't believe it, right?

We took him for a
statement at the station.

- Because a junkie said it?
- No, that's the protocol.

[scoffs] You really know
how to screw up my life.

He won't answer you now.

[sighs]

[Carmen] I don't know
where I put my watch.

[drawers sliding and
objects clattering]

Okay, I'll take that now.

Thank you.

The scarf and rosary, please.

Thank you.

Sorry I'm late.

- How are you, Carmen?
- Hello, María.

- I didn't realize what day it was.
- It's okay, Carmen.

We worked it out. Will you
pass me the cross for the Lady?

The other one, please.

Thank you.

[footsteps clacking]

I'm going to tell the press

that the brotherhoods asked to
go ahead with the processions.

We didn't ask for anything.

We're going ahead because
no one told us not to.

We told you to evaluate it.

We're not the ones
to evaluate security.

That's all on you.

Tell me the truth, Ana.

Why'd you call me here?

We're from the same party.
We have common interests.

I need you to support
me when the time comes.

I don't know how I could.

Don't fuck with me, Hipólito.

We both know you're
a man with influence.

The whole town knows you,
and your word is worth a lot.

I'm well aware.

- Please tell me you're not running.
- [exhales]

I never ruled it out.

You're a real bastard.

It's politics, Ana.

Nothing personal.

Right, politics.

I won't make it easy for you.

I know.

That's motivation.

Let me explain it.

We know you've been
selling that pink drug.

It put a girl in a coma.

It's a serious crime.

But if you cooperate and tell
us who gave you the drugs,

maybe we can do a
deal with the judge.

You have no priors, so with
luck you won't do any time.

I wasn't dealing.

[scoffs] You're
really not getting it.

You have no idea what
it's like in prison.

You can get three to
six years for this.

[ominous music playing]

We've requested a search
warrant for your house.

We better not find
drugs, pill scales,

any kind of pill molds,

or any amount of cash
that you can't justify,

otherwise you'll
be in deep shit.

I have nothing to hide.

Let's hope not.

Your mother's got
enough on her plate.

Is this because of your
brother's disappearance?

- How's that relevant?
- I don't know, you tell me.

Maybe you owed money to
someone you shouldn't.

What if someone's mad
you sold them that shit?

Cooperate in this,

and I'll make sure
they go easy on you.

- All right.
- [knocking on door]

[door opens]

This is the lawyer for Roberto.

Afternoon, guys.

I represent Mr. Roberto Navas.
Have they read you your rights?

- It's not an interrogation.
- I sure hope not.

If I find out you're
using anything he said

without being read his rights,
believe me, you'll answer for it.

What's he accused of?

Nothing right now.

We're leaving. Get your
things and come with me.

I don't know if I can pay you.

Don't worry about that,
Mr. Nuñez is taking care of it.

[ominous music playing]

The cleaning lady hid that
in the first questioning?

She thought she
was protecting him.

She recognized Johnson as
the man who visited them

two days before his death.

How much can we
trust that testimony?

Enough for us to both
put our heads together.

So we've established a connection
between Antonio Jiménez and Johnson.

And in parallel with the kid
who disappeared over a week ago.

The boy they're looking
for in the quarry?

Mm-hm. The same.

Right.

Too many coincidences.

And let me introduce
you to María.

- [Magaly] A pleasure.
- Hi. It's great to mee you, lieutenant.

She's combing through
Johnson's cellphone for us.

She made a list of the meetings

between Antonio Jiménez
and a guy he met online.

We assume he's American because
of things they spoke of.

This individual's
username online is Okami.

Mind I compare this with
Johnson's log from base?

[Lucía] Not at all.

All yours.

[ominous music continues]

Anything I can help
you with, lieutenant?

Not right now, thanks.

Sorry, I...

I couldn't hear what
you guys were saying.

Has there been progress
on the investigation?

Antonio Jiménez, that man,
committed suicide by hara-kiri.

He was into Japanese culture.

Civil Guard has a witness who
says Johnson paid him a visit

a couple of days before he died.

But, according to the gate log,

Johnson's movements on and off base
don't match the meetings with Antonio.

I see.

[sirens wailing distantly]

What?

A few of the times
check out, others don't.

I don't think Johnson was Okami.

What's clear is someone left
Johnson's car in Algeciras.

It could've been Antonio
or Samuel or Okami.

When the boy turns up
we'll have an answer.

I'll let you know when he does.

Thank you, Lucía. Really.

- How's your thing going?
- You saw.

Nuñez's lawyer took him away.

We can't detain him on a
supposed ID. He'll be back.

- You hungry? I'm hungry.
- No. Lost my appetite.

[ominous music intensifies]

- Rosa.
- [Rosa] They're here.

- [Núñez] Hey.
- Maca.

- Hipólito.
- How are you?

I'm good. You?

- [Maca] Great.
- Hello, beautiful.

- Hello, Rosa. How are you?
- Good to see you. Let's get a drink.

- [Maca] All right.
- [Rosa] Look at you.

- Why the fuck did you do that?
- Do what?

[tense music playing]

Tell your wife.

Macarena isn't stupid, okay?

She knew something was going on.

So invent something.
Don't tell the truth.

She told Rosa.

I have enough problems.
I don't need this.

And you think I do?

Someone killed Johnson.

You think it's connected
to our business?

I don't know. Possibly.

- Have you thought about the loan?
- [Rosa] Guys, come on. What are you doing?

- Yeah.
- Right.

I, uh, will guarantee
it with my factory.

Thank you.

[woman singing dramatic
reverential music in Spanish]

[dramatic reverential
music continues]

[door slams]

[gags]

[retching and coughing]

[dramatic reverential
music continues]

Good evening, sergeant.

[music fades]

[lock clicking]

[door opens]

- [ominous music playing]
- [footsteps echoing]

[ominous music continues]