All language subtitles for The Bronze Garden - S01E01 (2017) WEB.eng

DECEMBER 1991

You have to go.

-Dad, please.
-We already discussed it.

APRIL 2006

I want to go to the tree.

Go ahead, but don't go too far.

Moira, don't run.
You might fall.

-Bomarzo at the Colon.
-Is that the one with the clown?

No.

She looks for Lourdes Godoy, 17.

The adolescent is still missing.
Her parents are desperate.

Poor people.

There's a new restaurant
near our house. We could go.

When?

Today, tomorrow,
whenever you want.

To talk about us.

What are we going
to talk about us?

Forget it.

You get offended very fast.

As if we had nothing
to talk about.

Moira?

Moira...

Have you seen a little girl
with a green cricket?

No.

Moi? Have you seen a little girl
with a green cricket?

-No.
-No.

Down the street?

No. She knows that's off limits.
Let's go look in the square.

Moira?

Have you seen a little girl
with a pink jacket?

No. Not at all.

Moi...

Fabi, I cannot find her.

Go talk to the guard.
I'll keep looking.

-Moi...
-Moira...

-Moi...
-Moi...

Moira?

Moira...

Sweetheart! Where were you?

Moira, what happened?
You didn't tell us.

-Is that her?
-Yes, she is.

Don't do this again.

I came with the man.

What man?

The man in the garden.

The square gardener?

-No. The man in the garden.
-Who's the man in the garden?

It's a TV show she watches.
It is called "Joseph's Garden".

Is that it, kid?

Is that it?

Stop it. You're scaring her.
Let's go.

Daddy, I'd like to watch
the cartoons.

You have to say please.

Okay. I'd like to watch
the cartoons, please.

-Is that okay?
-Yes.

"Joseph's Garden".

Is that the man in the garden?

No. This is Joseph.

Is that the man
you talked me about today?

Moi, I asked you a question.

-Is Joseph the man in the garden?
-No.

Sorry, sir.
It slipped from my hands.

Moira, stop.
You might hurt yourself.

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

-What happened?
-Ceci got hurt.

No, ma'am. It was an accident.
I'm fine.

Come, my love.

Sweep very well.
Moira is usually barefoot.

Eat and go to bed.
Bye, sweetheart.

Shall we?

What?

I was thinking about
the square thing. I panicked.

Yeah, me too, but it's over.

That necklace is the one you wear
on our first date?

Could be.

You don't like it?

Yes. I like it.

-Have you decided yet?
-I go with the fish. And you?

Me too.

-What would you like to drink?
-Wine. White or red?

A Malbec of the house
and sparkling water, please.

-What are we going to do?
-I don't know.

We are not well,
and our daughter senses it.

Don't bring her into this.
Let's talk about us.

Yes. Let's talk about us.

Neither of us feeds the couple,
neither you nor I.

-I disagree.
-It's all my fault.

I did not say that.
You've been not well.

It's as if you were disconnected.
You're depressed.

It is as if life
were a repeated movie for you.

You are not well.
You are at home all day.

Do you want me to work?

No. I want to understand you,
to help you.

It all started
when you were pregnant.

Then when Moira was born,
you were well for a while.

But you decayed. You stopped
going out with friends.

You stopped cooking
and making love to me.

All you care about
is Moira and the books.

Sometimes I think
we just have an agreement.

Raising our daughter.
Nothing else.

We are not a family.

Fabian...

What does the psychiatrist say?

You go twice a week,
sometimes three. Does it help?

-There's a poem by Cavafis.
-Don't give me Cavafis now.

It's called "In the City".

It talks about traveling,
changing places.

As if the change of scenery

was going
to solve your problems.

It doesn't work,

because the problems
are within yourself.

And they go with you.

What do you mean?

I'm...

...I'm not inside a well.

I am the well.

You cannot help me.

Neither you nor the psychiatrist.

Nobody can.

Only I can.

Wine?

Yes.

It says Frauds.

I was on Frauds and I was moved
to Missing Persons.

Mondragon,
can you come for a moment?

She says
she's with Missing Persons.

Blanco. How do you do?

Didn't you have to come
on the 26th?

Today is the 26th.

It's true. Come in.

Did they call her parents?

Yes, but no one has come yet.

How long has she been missing?

Two months.

What happened to her?

We're waiting for the analysis.
It seems it was the Chaco band.

Lionel Garcilaso, aka the Chaco?

You did your homework.

Why do you think it was him?

One shot in each breast
and one in the mouth.

It's Chaco's signature.

Raul, can you come please?

Did you say Blanco?

I already told you yes.
How do you want me to tell you?

I'll call you later.

Hi.

Hi.

-Everything's fine?
-Yes.

-Moira?
-She's sleeping.

-Did she eat?
-Yes.

-Are you sure everything's okay?
-Yes.

-Do you want me to take you?
-No. Do not worry.

Here you are.

-Thank you.
-Bye.

-Good trip.
-Thank you.

-Bye.
-Goodnight.

She's asleep.

Excuse me for what I said.

-Everything's fine.
-I lost it.

When it's ready,
you send it to me.

Did they tell you
how things are around here?

More or less.

Come with me.
This year we had 232 cases.

About 90 of them were solved.

It's about 40%.

Is that good?

During election time,
it would have been a disaster.

But now no one annoys us,
so it's a triumph.

What's the distribution?

20 cases ended in death.

We have extortive kidnappings.

Children fleeing.

But the most serious of all these
is human-trafficking.

Focus on these faces.
Finding these people is our job.

I'm going to show you
a very nice thing.

I am the cricket
and I am the frog.

Why are you up so early?

You're leaving now?

Yes. I'm going to work,
but I'll be back later.

Why do you have to go every day?

Because I have to work every day.

Why can't you "staye"
for a while and play?

Stay, not "staye".

Okay. Can you?

No, I cannot,

but we'll play this afternoon,
okay?

Go back to sleep.

No. I dreamed
of the man in the garden.

So?

Why don't you tell me
who this man is?

Because I can't.
I can't tell you.

Why?

Moira, it's important.
Answer me.

Is he a grown up? Is he like me?

Answer me.
I'm asking you a question.

What's up?

Nothing. Nothing.

She insists
on the man in the garden.

Enough of that, Fabian.
You're scaring her.

Very well.

I did not scold you.
I was just asking.

Would you give me a kiss?

Good. See you later. Bye.

Shall we go back to bed?

Tell Isidoro to bring five more
people tomorrow to finish.

Go to the top floor
and go ahead with this.

Hi.

-Hi.
-How is it going?

My life or work?

Work. I don't give a damn
about your life.

We're doing pretty well.
I'll show you the top floor.

Very good. I dreamed of a girl.

Don't you ever
dream of your wife?

Let me fuck another woman,
at least in my dreams.

You're right.

We were in a kind of armchair,
we were caressing,

I caress her neck and I begin
to feel something strange.

I turned it over
and there was another face.

-On the back of the neck?
-Yes. What does that mean?

Obviously you have to raise
my salary.

What an idiot.
Finish the walls and leave.

Why?

There is a trade union
mobilization.

They all go at one o'clock.
Don't stay.

Good. Maybe I can have lunch
with the girls.

Go ahead. Hello? Yes...

What happened?

Nothing.

I finished early.

-Where's Moira?
-She went out with Cecilia.

-To the square?
-No. To Gal's birthday.

I didn't remember.

Me neither.
Fortunately, Ceci remembered it.

Where is it?

You've been there.
At the party room.

Yes. How are they getting there?

They're taking the subway.

-What time does is start?
-At two. Are you nervous?

No, no. Was she still angry
after I left?

No. It passed quickly.
You know how it is.

I'll see
if I can catch up with them.

Okay.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Hello. I'm Ceci.
Leave a message.

I put a little...

...a bit of bubbles...

Hello. I'm Ceci.
Leave a message.

Damn. Moira!

Cecilia!

UNDERGROUND

Moi! Cecilia!

Moi...

Cecilia...

Hello, Silvia.

Hello, Fabian.
You came here early!

It was at two, right?

At three o'clock.
Where's Moira?

She came with Cecilia,
the baby sitter.

Are they here?

No, nobody has arrived yet.

-A soda?
-No, thanks.

Hello. I'm Ceci. Leave a message.

Hello.

Is Moira there with you?

No. What do you mean here?

I'm at the party,
but they're not here yet.

Did you call Cecilia?

Yes. She didn't answer.
What happened to her?

Easy, Fabi. I don't know.

Maybe she was distracted
by something.

By what?

Well, I don't know, Fabian.
I don't know.

Nothing. Nothing. I stay here.

Happy birthday to you...

Happy birthday to you...

Where are they? Damn!

Happy birthday...

Happy birthday to you.

Do not take any more pills.

Mr. and Mrs. Danubio.
I'm Mondragon.

Will you accompany me, please?

Yes.

Did you manage to communicate
with the nanny?

No. The answering machine
always comes out.

We also called her boyfriend.
He doesn't not know anything.

We went to her house.
They don't know anything either.

Very good.

Mr. Danubio, it's early
for us to start the search.

Early?

It has to be at least 48 hours.

She went missing at 2 o'clock.
Something happened to her.

Please calm down.

Could it be that your daughter
is with a relative,

or with someone close?

We have no relatives.

My brother,
but he lives in Canada.

Her aunt and my father.
I talked to him.

Personally?

No. On the phone.
He knows nothing.

You didn't go to his house?

What does it have to do?
I don't understand.

We are going
to find your daughter.

I promise,
but you have to keep calm.

The man in the garden.

Excuse me?

When Moira disappeared
from the square,

She said that she'd been
with the man in the garden.

So she had previously
disappeared?

No. We lost sight of her
a few seconds.

She said she had been
with the man in the garden.

Did she or did she not disappear
from the square?

Danubio, do you know
who this man might be?

No. I know something happened
to my daughter.

You have to find her.

Please repeat the name
of the nanny. Cecilia...

Cecilia Arroyo.

MOIRA HAS BEEN GONE
FOR 48 HOURS

EVIDENCE

-Your gloves?
-There weren't any.

Do not touch anything else.

What do you expect to find?

Fingerprints, mostly,
besides yours and your wife's.

Indications of someone else
being in contact with Moira.

You'll certainly find his.

-You're just taking that?
-Keep calm. We know what to do.

-I thought it would be thorough.
-There are twenty agents working.

So?

Anything I say at this point
is useless, but try to trust.

Shall we?

Don't open it

or the reporters
would start screaming.

Here you are.

Don't want the toast.

What will she think of us?

That we abandoned her?

No. Why would she think that?

Moira is a smart girl.
She knows we love her.

Is that the police?

Must be your aunt.

Was it necessary?

She wants to help.

I'll open up.

How is she now?

-The same.
-Are there any news?

Nothing, as far as I know.

You have to be patient.

These pills
are stronger than hers.

Where is she?

In Moira's room.

Yes.

Hello?

Hello?

We were to meet the next day,
but she never showed up.

Did you talk to her that night?

No, it wasn't me.

Who could have spoken to her?

Don't know. Track the calls.

We did.
We didn't come up with anything.

Can you think of anyone
who wanted to hurt Cecilia?

No.

-Some boy who got mad at her?
-Am I supposed to know that?

-How long are you dating?
-Six and a half months.

Is she consuming?

No, she isn't.
She only drinks mineral water.

There's a four-year-old girl
missing.

The last person she was with
was your girlfriend.

Are you and Cecilia
misbehaving?

No. I swear. What else
do you want me to tell you?

All you know, Jonathan.

Who you hang out with,
where you go to dance,

where you eat ceviche...

I do not like ceviche.

A Peruvian
who does not like ceviche?

Some Argentinians
don't eat meat.

Your girlfriend is missing
and you make jokes?

What do you want me to do?

I don't even know
if she's alive.

And you have me here
as another suspect or delinquent.

You're the one
with a criminal record.

I'm not the one to blame
for that.

Do not leave the city.
Is that clear?

I didn't mean to.

MOIRA HAS BEEN GONE
FOR SEVEN DAYS

You do not want to come?

I'll be back as soon as I can.

-Fabian...
-What do you know about Moira?

Doctor,
the file has just come out.

I'm not sure if Mr. Danubio
should be exposed to this.

Mr. Danubio would want
to be anywhere but here.

Initial questionnaires?

Routine ones. Parents, family,
friends, neighbors...

Who's the man in the garden?

Mr. Danubio mentioned that
the baby spoke at some point

about "the man in the garden"
in the square, yes?

Yes, with my wife. At first
we thought it was a TV show.

We're thinking

some stranger
might have set up a plan,

and having them already
as a target, proceeded to act.

That would be
an extortive kidnapping, then.

Yes. We have two clear lines
here, then.

Either they were both
actually kidnapped,

meaning to keep
just one of them, or both,

or the sitter took the girl.

How about
Cecilia Arroyo's entourage?

We've questioned her boyfriend,
Jonathan Cisneros,

so as to determine

whether a Peruvian mafias war
could be at the root.

He's been arrested for
possession, hachis. That's all.

He claims
he talked with Cecilia,

in the afternoon, the day
before she went missing,

but not in the evening.
That was when Mr. Danubio

overheard her
arguing with someone.

Simplifying things,
the way we usually do,

by saying
Peruvian, possible drug dealer,

can hurt feelings.

Our perp could be some loner,
a perv,

a deranged individual,
a psychopath.

It's odd for a perv to kidnap
two people at the same time,

except for the case
of the two boys

found butchered,
in a container, in 2000.

Sorry, sorry... Do you really
need me here? What for?

We do.
So you'll learn, first-hand,

how we're moving forward
on this investigation.

Well, I really don't see it
move "forward".

How about putting forth
our other theory?

Inspector Marcos Silva,
Theft and Robberies.

That theory involves your section
to some extent, Mondragon.

-Which theory is that?
-Human-trafficking.

Cecilia might've been taken
by a trafficking gang,

who saw no way out
but to take Moira as well.

What has that got to do
with Theft & Robberies?

Lionel Garcilaso, aka Chaco,
pending trial

for hold up on trucks loaded
with household appliances.

And car theft kept him on
the wanted list for many years.

Yes. And for 5 years now,

he's been linked to a top
human-trafficking network.

Cecilia fits the profile
of their favorite victims.

Have you talked with this Chaco?

We're looking for him, Danubio,
we are.

Look, I go on the web,
I read the papers.

They all say the first 72 hours
are key.

If results there are null,

success possibilities
will dramatically drop.

Don't let statistics fool you.
This is not an exact science.

Yes, I can imagine.

But my daughter's missing,
that's exactly true,

and those first 72 hours
are long gone now.

Feeling better?

No, no. I want to scream,
I want to tear the place down.

My mind's a total mess.
I can't go on like this.

You're in shock.

Shock can muddle up your mind.

Have you been working here
long?

Ever since 1986.

A long time.

Can I ask you something?

And don't give me a cop answer,
please.

Not easy. But, go ahead.

You think
you'll ever find my daughter?

Of course!
You either count on that,

or you can't get up
in the morning.

I've heard Mondragon
and Blanco are good.

Mondragon's an old fox.
Blanco's new here.

But she's really good.
I promise.

Are you for that
human-trafficking theory, too?

Yeah.

To me,
that's the most plausible one.

They'd have veered from their
usual turf. But, you never know.

Another theory,
never mentioned in there,

would be that your Peruvian
sitter took Moira.

Cecilia?

Would have taken her?

Was she ever pregnant?
Did you find that out?

Maybe she had a miscarriage,

or was forced
to get an abortion.

No, no. You mean to say
Cecilia has lost her mind,

and she now believes
Moira's her daughter?

Fabian, that happens more often
than you would imagine.

A woman loses a baby,

she's traumatized
by that sad experience,

and ends up kidnapping a baby
that looks like her own.

I mean, perhaps she grew
truly fond of your daughter...

then she lost it...
and she just took her away.

No. However...

if it were so
then Moira would be okay, right?

That's quite possible, yes.

But... where are they?

Where? Their pictures
have been on TV all this time.

Where are they?

Okay...

I've got to go.

Here...

call me,
should you need anything.

Missing Persons people
are investing themselves,

but they're quite off track.

They won't tell you that,
but that's how it is.

Should you need anything,

should you come up with some
new questions or ideas, call me.

And I'll try to get
some info for you.

Why are you doing this?

Don't know.

I have a son.

-No, it's on me.
-No way.

-Doberti Detective Agency.
-How you doing?

Hi, Blackie.
What's going on?

I think I've got something
for you. There's a reward.

How much?

-At least 200 thousand.
-What case is that?

The little girl case, Moira.
They're all on the go.

That case's been plastered
all over.

And with all that dough,
everyone must be on it.

Go on jerking off
in your office, if you like.

I've given you your heads-up.

Why don't you go?

I'm not leaving you
all by yourself, hon.

What's going on?

Your thick-headed wife
won't eat or take her pills...

Her stomach hurts
out of hunger.

Go ahead, Doris.
I'm here now.

Hard times call
for an iron will-power.

Go, please!

Lila...

Call me, so I'll know what
time to come tomorrow.

Don't come!

I'm your only aunt, hon, and
you're not thinking straight.

Shut up!

Doris, please, go!

What happened?

You've got to relax, darling.

You have to eat,
take your meds...

Please, try not to make this
any harder than it already is.

I've gone to bed.
I don't care who it is.

Hello?

We're on it again.

But go through it again.

Here we go, asshole.
1135 Thomas, 3-A.

It's 6-7-5-2.

Hello?

Hello?

What is it?

Could be the telephone company.

Yes. But something tells me
that's not the case.

I don't know what you call it,
but to me it's wiretapping.

-Are you sure you heard right?
-Yes! They had my address.

Listen. Go home.

I'll have your local police
station send an officer over.

-Why? Are we in danger?
-No. It's just a precaution.

Against what?
Are my wife and I in danger?

I don't think so. But until
we have more, let's be careful.

Very well.

The voices, the sounds,
you've been hearing,

are part of the work
our men have been doing.

Judge Trapani issued
the wiretapping order,

as requested
by D.A. Reboira.

Officer Blanco
wasn't in the loop.

Just SC Gonzalves and myself
were.

Is that within the law?

In order to gain some time,
we skipped a few steps,

but it is totally
within the law.

You can sue, if you wish.

Yet, in all truth,
it would be pointless.

You've got to understand...

How long have you been
listening in?

For a few days now, ma'am.

Your husband's cell
was also tapped.

You need to understand

we cannot ignore
any line of investigation.

When did my husband and I
become a line of investigation?

Have you and your husband
had

what could be called
violent arguments lately?

-You lost me.
-Do you know Stella Ferreira?

Of course,
our upstairs neighbor.

We've talked with her.
She claims to have heard

at least 5 or 6 heated arguments
between you two.

We're talking
about the last two years.

What are you driving at?

Unfortunately, Mr. Danubio,
when a child disappears,

one of the parents
might be involved.

Sometimes it's both.

It's a theory
we cannot ignore.

The wiretapping
would still be in place,

had it not been
for that mishap.

And what are we supposed
to do?

Be thankful for your honesty?

How do we go on living?
What's next, a lie detector?

Are you and your wife
still keeping something from us?

Our daughter's been missing
for over a week now.

I can't sleep. And my sleeping
pills are doing nothing for me.

I've listened to theories,
and lines of investigation.

I've told you my story, I've met
with you, a thousand times.

I've opened up so you'd help me.
But you know what?

I don't like you people.
I don't like the police.

I'd never have a cop
for friend. It frightens me.

How can you do what you do?

Some may mean well,
yet, you're short-handed.

Many are idiots, like those
who tapped our phone.

You may be on the take,
torture people,

or just be plain assholes,

or you may be the best cops in
the world, I don't give a shit!

Or you may want
to fight the system,

or are simply frustrated...

-Mr. Danubio...
-No, no, Blanco.

All I want, all we want...

is to get our daughter back,
or at least learn she's well,

or just... find out
what happened to her.

Mr. Danubio, I understand
what you're both going through.

But we're just doing our job.

I beg you to put yourself
in our place.

I can't!
'Cause I can't relate to you!

I don't know your world,
and I don't want to know!

Whatever you see every day,
I don't want to know!

My wife and I haven't held
anything back.

We opened ourselves to you,
seeking your help.

And in return,
you tap our phone?

You say you protect us,
but we're also suspects?

We're open to anything
and everything.

Go ahead, put us through
an investigation.

Want to use truth serum on us?
Go ahead! Serve yourselves!

I do feel like bringing charges
against you!

But, what would be the use?
Should I go see the D.A.?

Go see a judge, a senator,
or the president himself?

What for? What for?

I need someone to bring
my daughter back to us...

please.

We'll leave you now,
so you can rest.

Ma'am...

MOIRA HAS BEEN GONE A MONTH

MISSING

-What's going on?
-Weren't you going to work?

I decided to come home.

I asked Carreras
for the day off.

You've been crying.

Another argument
with your aunt?

Why?

Where is she?

I threw her out.

I told her to go back
to her house.

I'm going to tell her
we don't need her here any more.

Are you sure?

Yes. I'll be all right
by myself now.

What time is it?

Twenty to nine.

-Have you had breakfast?
-No. Not yet.

I'll make some coffee.

Remember how it works?

You haven't used it
in a long time.

-Can you do me a favor, Doberti?
-Sure.

Don't pull the Entertainment
section apart.

I've kept it intact, gorgeous.

Collecting news and clippings
all the time, doesn't tire you?

That's part of my job.
And maybe one of these cases

will be my ticket
to fame and glory.

You're so hot, babe.

You look so gorgeous
in that housewife get up...

I am a housewife.

I'm out of bags
for my vacuum cleaner,

and the Chinks don't have them.

How can you be out?

You gotta vacuum a lot
around here.

What's wrong, Doberti? That face
tells me something's wrong.

I've got four half-baked cases.

But I can't really close
any of them.

We've got taxes and bills
to pay... I don't know.

Easy! An ass is bound
to bleed somewhere.

Mine, nine chances out of ten.

What about the case
of that little girl, Moira?

Nah, too many people
are already working it.

But you did mention a reward.

Yeah, but it's too late now.
Case must've gone cold already.

Cold, but not closed.

You know that.

Why don't you give it a try?

Forget it.
I haven't said a word.

Seen them?
They've been missing a month.

Have you ever seen them
around here?

You always take this line?
Have you seen them?

Police can always lose something.

Third station, done.
No results.

They went missing a month ago.

Have you seen these girls?

You have to interrogate
the peddlers,

the people who sleeps
in the subway,

those are the right witnesses,
the ones that worth.

Those are the witnesses
the police dont see.

Depression's setting in.

-Let's watch that.
-You've seen that film 20 times.

I like it.

Why do you lie on the floor?

I've always meant to ask you,
then I'd forget.

When I started college here,
I had chronic kidney cramps.

Easing the pain
was next to impossible.

I'd go to the emergency room,
they'd give me pain-killers,

I'd be okay for a few days,
then back to square one.

So, I started trying
all kinds of things.

I'd take hot-water baths,

drink cucumber juice,
ginger tea... nothing worked.

Then, one day,

I read that lying on a hard
surface could ease the pain.

In a book by Cavafis.

No, silly.

But it could have been.

So I started lying on the floor,
and it worked.

Did you have a boyfriend then?

No.

But you must've had
a lot of guys after you, right?

You've always
kind of glorified me.

What do you mean?

You've created
a non-existent Lila.

You're the only one
who sees her.

People who are in love
don't do that?

You're so right.

At the end, I'm the bookaholic,
and you're the bright one.

Gone through all subway
stations. No results.

Too much time has passed.

Nothing will come out of this.

I'm giving up.

And if I want to,
I'll stay on,

because I say so.

Or, I'll just go,
if I don't want to.

Hi!

What's your name?

Wow, you're so cute!

-So are you.
-No. I'm not pretty.

You've got your own thing going.

Can you take a look at this,
please?

Do you know her?

Yes. But now it's mine,
and I'm not giving it back.

-Give it back to whom?
-To her.

What are you not giving back?

Want some dough?

Yes.

It's yours. Just tell me what
it is you won't give her back.

What is it?

She dropped it.

And I took it.

But you can have it,
if you give me money for candy.

What are you doing up?

I love you.

I never thought
I could love so deeply.

I love you too.

Come, lie down.

Try to get some sleep.
Come on.

Lila!

Lila...

Lila!