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Previously...

Hello, everyone. How are you? My name's Cristina,

and I'd like to welcome you on behalf of Prometeo Viajes.

Fernando Paredes was definitely killed.

You need to stop playing Sherlock Holmes.

Well, I think Fernando stole the music box, so he could find this riddle.

And that's why he was killed.

Someone is looking for that treasure.

The killer could have murdered you, but he chose not to.

That's strange.

Fernando was acquainted with Nicolau.

You're going to leave me out of it again, aren't you?

You never take me into account

and I'm the only one who can lead this investigation.

It's funny how you police officers are the same.

If Nicolau knows something, we have to talk to him.

Nicolau knocked you out yesterday.

And were you able to look at the words?

"Madera", "Miedo", and "Barcelos".

Barcelos? That's the rooster thing that I painted on my tile.

That's for yesterday!

Fabio? We have the next clue!

- Go to the hotel, okay? - Hello?

I'm sorry, Víctor.

Someone has the stone.

Ah! Shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit!

Go away.

Easy, oh, good boy.

No! Easy! Don't... Stop!

IF IT'S TUESDAY IT'S MURDER

So...

SATURDAY

...it looks like you spent three years in the Caxias prison

for armed robbery...

A prank that went wrong.

And you also were arrested for fraud.

The construction company lied to us about the permits.

Stealing a koala from the zoo.

That... That's exactly how it sounds.

Did you meet Nicolau at Caixas?

And I'm thankful for that,

because, if it weren't for him,

I wouldn't have lasted two weeks in there.

That's why, when...

I inherited the Marquês Hotel from my late aunt,

may she rest in peace, I hired him.

- And the cook? - I already knew Renata.

We did the koala thing together. It was a fun night.

It all started as...

Where were you yesterday at the time of the murder?

Mmm. One thing about my husband,

he always had the best luck with everything.

Didn't matter what he did.

He always got discounts at hotels, yeah.

Clients gave him five-star reviews.

Hey, let me take a puff.

Ew. That's nasty. I don't smoke, so here.

Let me tell you something, Renata.

when his tours were over, some of his clients would cry.

Usually the female clients, they were the ones who cried the most.

Yeah.

Nothing ever went wrong during his tours, except for once.

Ten years ago, an old man sprained his ankle in Rome.

I loved Roma. But nothing ever went wrong.

Did any of his clients get killed? I think not!

He's never dealt with any of the stuff I've been dealing with.

It was Colonel Mustard, with the candlestick in the billiard room.

Pura, that's impossible. We just started playing.

Uh, why, is there a minimum playing time required?

We're all in this situation because of these four disrespectful people.

I'm sorry, what?

Did you just call my son disrespectful?

Why? Do you think, because he's disabled, we should just forgive him for everything?

Disabled, is that what you said?

Listen, lady, it's thanks to minds like my son's

that advancements in science are made.

- Oh, of course. - Well, because of him and the others,

we've all been booked and printed during our vacation.

But I guess we should also thank them for that, right?

You're welcome.

We did indeed have to make a few extreme decisions,

like when we called in the bomb threat at the Tile Museum.

Did you guys really do that?

Wha... Well, that was Fabio's idea,

but I have to say, he always prioritizes vanity

and putting on a show over discretion.

And there you have it.

What does she mean by that?

So, what you're telling me

is that the maintenance guy is the one who killed Fernando Paredes.

You and your friend followed him to find a clue,

which was a stone with a riddle on it,

but then a second killer stole the stone from you,

and now you don't have a clue how to find the lost 18th-century treasure.

Yes, that sounds about right.

Exactly where were you when the murder took place?

I already told you, I was looking for Nicolau in the hotel.

Were you alone? Did you happen to see anyone else where you were looking?

No, the situation was quite confusing.

Everything was dark. All I could see was the glow of flashlights, here and there.

If you had believed us, the two victims would still be alive.

Maybe not.

It looks like our killer is extremely intelligent.

You also seem to be that way, Mr. Torres.

Intelligent and discreet.

Discreet's my second name after all.

I say this because you were present

during the explosion at the apartment of Fernando Paredes.

But apparently, you left the scene before we got there.

- Nah... - Why didn't you tell us you were there?

Maybe because it wasn't important then.

Alicia Navarro Sanchís Spanish National Police Officer

A police officer investigating an alleged crime.

You didn't think that we, as officers, would understand?

I think I have a way better question.

Did you know that Nicolau and Fernando knew each other?

We discovered that two days ago.

I was going to call you and tell you, really I was,

but I guess I forgot.

Did you even bother to investigate, um, the people in our little group?

Many of them have big financial problems.

But only one of them would be capable of planning the whole thing.

We need to know what they each did the week before the trip.

Did one of them know Fernando?

Did anyone know that Nicolau was involved?

Who was in the basement with him?

And whose idea was it for me to get involved?

This whole masquerade has gone on long enough.

I plan to thoroughly search every square foot of that hotel.

Every killer leaves evidence behind him at a crime scene,

and, regardless of who it is,

I promise to do everything in my power

to make sure they rot in prison for the next 25 years.

I'm done. If you guys want to stay here, that's up to you, but I'm leaving!

Yeah, so am I! And I'm gonna sue your agency and this crappy hotel!

I'm out of here, too! And Cristina, you better reimburse this trip!

There's only two days left in Lisbon, so there's no refunds.

- And there's no suing. - Yeah.

- Let's go, Quique. - Let's go, come on.

The ones we really should be suing are those four imbeciles!

Wait a second, did you just call my son an imbecile?

Why don't you just shut up, you low-life piece of sh--

Don't you dare talk like that!

No, no, no, please don't shoot us!

I hate Spanish tourists.

Mama, he shot at us.

Everyone, calm down.

It's just an accessory from my daughter's play,

which I had to leave while being booed, by the way.

Oh, that scared me.

Who shoots a gun inside a room like that?

I'll say this once, no one's leaving Lisbon, and no one's changing hotels.

But there's a killer in this hotel.

The victim was an ex-convict with a criminal history a mile long.

As far as we know, it could've been payback for something he did before.

In any case, my officers will be standing guard around the clock.

- So, what do we do all day? - Yeah, what?

Go buy some towels, go eat some fish.

Do what you want, but just don't leave the city, okay?

I don't have anything against any of you...

For now.

So, what you're saying is that Nicolau attacked him,

then Fabio got up and went after him? Did you see him go to the basement?

No, I stayed hidden for around four minutes,

until I heard Pura start to scream.

I thought she was running away from the alleged killer.

Don't say, "alleged", okay? The guy stabbed me in the chest with a dagger.

Right.

And then someone went and stabbed him the exact same way, right?

- Uh, sure. - The weapon used to kill him

came from the Tile Museum. So that rules out Bruno and Renata.

Well, I'm not ruling anyone out. Any of these guys could've done it.

Yeah.

And also anybody could've taken the riddle. Were you able to read it?

No. I've been researching this, and I think the treasure we're looking for--

No, you're wrong, we're not looking for a treasure.

We're trying to find a killer and solve a murder.

I think the treasure some of us are trying to find

could be at the Ribeira Palace,

where Joseph I lived.

That's not the worst theory you've had.

Yes, up until the earthquake, they stored works of art by Titian and Rubens,

the Vasco da Gama journals and more than 70,000 books.

- Mm-hmm. - So, the king hid all this?

Not all of it. And not the king.

- Want some? - No.

It was hidden by the Marquis of Pombal.

I saw his cross carved on the stone with the riddle.

No, because that's the Portuguese Cross, it's a national symbol.

It wasn't the Marquis's.

On top of it, the riddle only mentions a Count, not a Marquis.

Fine. Whether it's the Marquis of Pombal or the Count of Roquefort,

it's still a lead.

Carmela, hello, how are you?

That's for putting my son's life in danger.

I get the message, but next time, you're gonna want to relax your arm.

- Sweetheart... - I was a boxer in 2009.

- Sweetie, come here. - Let's go.

I was a boxer and a hardware store owner.

I also owned an antique shop, but you knew that.

I think she was rather patient. I would've punched you on day two.

Are you okay?

Well... what happened to you?

Nothing.

This is a disaster.

Three people have died in five days.

This is really bad and also very wrong.

So, I'm leaving.

Fine, but we were only doing what you wanted.

Investigating all together, as a group, for Fernando.

I know and I feel awful for him, but I have two kids, as you know.

And even though they're grown up, they still need me.

And I... I'm here doing what? I mean, I don't even know what I'm doing here.

- Hey, Cristina. - Yeah?

Well, uh, the police can't ask us or force us to, uh, stay here in Lisbon.

I was wondering if there was a way for me to go home today?

Mm-hmm, yeah. And it'll be in a pine coffin, thanks to all of you guys.

Don't forget, we were the first to warn you about this.

- You're the worst of all of them. - Excuse me?

- You're a police officer. - She's a what?

She's a police officer,

who put us all in danger. Gonçalo told me everything that happened.

Shame on you.

Alicia, I promise I didn't tell them about you.

- It's okay. - Wait, what?

You knew about this and chose not to say anything?

You didn't tell us what you do for a living either.

Well, he works with the dead, 'cause he's not afraid of dead bodies,

and he knew what the mark of Jenik or Jelik was.

What I do for a living isn't important.

What's important is that you work for the police

and all you've done is lie to us, Alicia.

- Are you working a case? - Enough, Daniel.

Look, she didn't tell me either. I forced her to tell me.

And as for you, I thought you and I were friends.

No. We were never friends,

- and you lied to us too, by the way. - Me?

Could you all stop playing detectives, please? Stay away from him.

Carmela, your son's the one who wants to be here.

- Hey, leave the kid alone. - Without me,

you wouldn't have solved the riddles. None of you are good at investigating.

Poor thing.

Why does it bother you so much that I'm a cop?

What bothers me is that I don't know who I can trust.

Well, I guess you were right. We're not a team. In fact, we're nothing.

Okay, little group.

Listen carefully, there are two seats per car, so pair up with someone.

You, from Valladolid, who are you pairing up with?

What about them? Couldn't the super dicks stay at the hotel?

Mmm. The only thing you need is to have a driver's license.

And to trust the one who's driving, no? Hmm. Trusting someone is important.

Trust is important.

Are you crazy? Did you really think, for one second,

I was gonna let you pair up with my son?

- Get out, right now. - Mama, chill.

I know more about cars than you do, Laura.

Don't forget who renewed the entire company fleet.

Chill?

Chill.

Mama!

Hey, kid.

I need a chauffeur who won't talk to me about business. Are you in?

Driving without a license is illegal.

Just say you forgot it at the hotel.

Hey, come on, live a little for fuck's sake. Nobody cares anyway.

Drive carefully, hmm?

Go get the helmets already.

What happened yesterday wasn't payback, was it?

It involves Fernando.

Yesterday was my fault. I never should've brought him to the hotel.

So why did you do it, then?

- Hey, so where should we go? - Um...

- Go to the hotel, okay? - Alicia, where are we going?

To the hotel.

We're on our way.

Hey, by the way, when you got to the hotel, did you happen to see Fabio?

I don't know. It was really very dark.

Well, now that I think of it,

when we ran downstairs to the basement,

he was walking up the stairs.

Gotcha.

You do know we're gonna be friends, right?

You do know that people like you and me,

we don't usually have friends, right?

Especially on this trip.

Mm-hmm.

Okay, seriously. Do you really think one of us could have killed those two guys?

Well, I'm pretty sure someone had to have seen something.

Yesterday or Tuesday.

What if I did see something?

Would you go a little faster, boy?

This is the recommended speed.

But it's not for a kid your age. Would you live a little? Damn it!

Wait. Is she yelling at him?

No. Look carefully. They're just talking. That's all. Just talking.

No, not at all. She's yelling at him.

I... I don't understand why you let him ride with her.

Well, I thought that after what happened before, this could help him relax.

It's high time we ditch your mom. Floor it, kid.

But that's a yield sign up ahead.

No. Accelerate.

Did you see that?

- That's it. He's coming with me. - What you did was frankly dangerous.

Did you just say "frankly dangerous"? Who the hell taught you to speak, boy?

Traveling with your family, that's really dangerous.

Yeah, your kids want to inherit your company.

And they're counting on you

to choose one of them at the end of this family vacation.

Yeah, well, both my children are total idiots, each one in their own way.

I mean, one don't have any money, and the other has no family,

because they don't think they can have both at the same time.

This is a steep hill. You should start slowing down.

- The brakes aren't working! - Press it all the way.

Yeah, I am, but it's not working!

What do you suggest we do?

I suggest we try not to crash into a car.

The Adventure of the Gloria Scott. The Adventures of the Musgrave Ritual.

A Study in Scarlet. The Adventure of the Speckled Band.

What are you saying?

- A Scandal in Bohemia. - Watch out! Watch out!

The Adventure of the Sussex Vampire.

The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor.

- Watch out! - The Adventure of the Second Stain.

The Adventure of the Gloria Scott. The Adventure of the Musgrave Ritual.

A Study in Scarlet. The Adventure of the Speckled Band.

We're gonna die! Make it stop!

A Case of Identity.

The Adventure of the Bruce-Pardington Plans.

I have to say that was frankly very dangerous.

Right, right. Thanks very much, yes. Talk to you later.

This is crazy.

The manager swears it's the first time this has ever happened.

Wow, what a coincidence. I guess it'll also be the first time

- you get sued for negligence. - My mother has a lesion in her medulla,

and you almost killed her.

- My son also could've also died. - Everything's always about your son.

It was just a little incident, and, thanks to the kid's reflexes,

we made it out alive without a scratch.

I'm still wondering how this could've happened, 'cause this is not normal--

The real question is what else is gonna happened. Come on.

- None of us will leaving here alive. - Yeah, right...

Do you think it was an accident?

An accident? People use those cars a hundred times a day.

And they're checked just as often.

So what are you saying?

Well, I'm not really sure, okay?

But if this incident had happened on any other trip, it would be an accident.

But with what's going on, it's pretty obvious.

What is?

- That someone cut the brake line. - Oh.

Okay. Today at 10:00 p.m.

Just one, one dinner, or cup of coffee... whatever you want.

No, there's only underwear in there.

I, I mean, it's not nice lingerie or anything like that.

It's more sporty, more comfortable. That's what I wear.

Hmm.

JUDICIAL POLICE

That's going straight in the trash.

As soon as possible, I'm going home to my kids. I can't wait to see them.

So who are your daughters staying with? With your mom or your mother-in-law?

I suppose your wife isn't home that often, right?

Her work must be real important. What exactly does she do?

Because I can only imagine how difficult it is

to raise three girls on a police officer's salary...

- She's a registered nurse. - Ah.

My first night as a police rookie, I took a stray bullet in the leg.

And she was my nurse at the hospital.

I wanted to ask her for her number, but I wasn't brave enough.

Oh.

Then on my last day there, I woke up to find

that she had already written it down on my cast.

I still have that cast, you know?

Some moments can change a person's life.

Others can start a person's life.

I know my life started that day.

Inspector.

Perfect. Tonight at 10:00 p.m.

It's a date. I'll send you the location.

Oh, my God.

Hey, wheelchair has priority.

- Go ahead. - Did you hear that?

- Really? - Hey. Hey.

Don't you start again. You okay?

So what's up, Renata?

Listen.

Nicolau...

He was a real good man.

Okay, but was he really a good man?

You do know that he tried to kill more than one of us yesterday?

No, not from what I hear.

If he wanted to, he could've killed your friend in the Coach Museum.

- And he didn't do it, did he? - No, you're right, he didn't do it.

And he didn't kill that tourist either.

Do you mean Fernando?

Yes.

What makes you so sure of that?

Because on that night, Nicolau invited me to eat at his house.

You mean to have dinner, right?

- I mean to eat at his house. - Okay.

He had never done that before.

That night, he, he insisted...

We had been drinking. He fell asleep on the sofa.

Very bêbado.

Bebado? What's bebado?

You know, very drunk.

- Oh, very drunk. - Very, very drunk, very drunk.

Poor Nicolau.

Nicolau always had...

...idiotic ideas.

- He wasn't too smart. - Oh.

But there's no way he would ever kill someone.

And this is why I wanna help you.

- I'll help you. - Well, thank you, Renata.

Oh, quarta-feira.

What's quarta-feira? Quarta is four so...

Wednesday?

Yeah, that's it. That's when I found this.

In one of the rooms.

"At 1:00 a.m. in, uh... Is it room? 19?

Fernando."

Yeah.

So on Wednesday, you found this in which room?

In your friend's room. The "pretty" boy.

Fabio.

- Fabio. - Yeah, Fabio.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You're welcome.

Sweetie, we should go now.

I can't. I'm doing something. But you can wait for me at the bottom of the stairs.

No, it's better if we wait for you up here.

I can understand why the tourist car incident left you feeling nervous.

But as a couple, you also deserve some alone time.

Especially because of all the tension.

Dani, we appreciate what you're trying to do...

The most sensible thing to do is talk about your options now.

Either way, I would like to stay up here for another five minutes.

By myself.

- Dani... - Okay, fine. Let's go.

We'll wait for you downstairs. Okay?

I know you know. You don't have to keep pretending.

So you're saying Nicolau had an alibi?

That's not all I found out.

I also found out that you were right.

Fabio has been lying to us from the very first day.

Your name isn't Fabio Torres Lozano.

And you have the Rooster Tower clue.

You heard what Nicolau said to me last night.

I'm sorry, Víctor.

Give me the stone.

I also remember Cristina trying to get your attention on the first day.

Mr. Torres. Hey, Fabio...

But you didn't look at her.

- Fabio! Excuse me. - I'm sorry.

It wasn't because you didn't hear her.

It was because that's not your real name.

So, Fernando and Fabio saw each other that night.

Son of a bitch.

Look, Alicia, I know we said some pretty awful things to each other.

But to suggest that Fabio could be implicated...

Although, when you think about the explosion at Fernando's.

He showed up out of nowhere.

You're right. He got there after we did.

And he was behind the door when the heater exploded.

So he could also look like a victim.

But it wasn't until 20 minutes ago,

that I didn't discovered you took the tool that killed Nicolau.

Well, I knew you were smart but, um, I didn't know you were that smart.

No. There's no way it was Fabio.

He'd never do anything to hurt that kid.

Am I right?

Alicia?

Alicia?

Excuse me!

Did you run all the way here?

- Hey. - Where's Dani?

What are you doing? Wait, wait, wait. Put the gun down.

You tried to get rid of him this afternoon. Did you finally do it?

- Please put the gun down. - What did you do with Daniel?

Alicia.

You think I'm the one who sabotaged his car?

You should really put the gun down.

He won't try to escape. He gave me the stone.

He's had it since yesterday.

Did you kill Nicolau?

No. When I grabbed the stone, he was dead. He was in the freezer.

One thing's for sure; he stole the murder weapon from the Tile Museum.

Thanks for the news flash, kid.

I told you, I grabbed it to be safe,

- but then I dropped it at the hotel. - You're lying to us again.

You've been lying ever since you got on the bus.

And you haven't? You followed me here from Spain. I'm your case, right?

Your car was in the vicinity of the park that day.

Wait, what car? Hey, would you please put the gun down?

Stop worrying. Even if she shoots you, you'll live.

What do you mean "I'll live"?

Do you think I'm a superhero with a bulletproof suit?

No. A bulletproof suit would cause perspiration,

thus causing hypohidrosis, which makes you overheat and die.

No, it's because I know the gun's a fake.

Are you...

Everyone, calm down.

It's just an accessory from my daughter's play.

Honestly, I'm confused.

Two years ago, a camera at a local store captured your car and license plate.

But I only received the recording from that day two weeks ago.

You, Fabio Torres, you were there the day she disappeared.

I don't know who disappeared.

It was my niece.

I thought you might have information that was relevant to the case.

I called you multiple times, again and again, but you never answered.

Then a colleague of mine got a hold of your credit card statement.

I saw the trip to Lisbon

and decided to follow you.

There's just one problem, Alicia.

I'm anything but a killer, and my name's not Fabio.

My real name is Víctor Vega.

And I'm just a common thief.

Cristina, you finally planned a decent event.

I had to improvise today.

Mm-hmm.

Are we absolutely sure no one poisoned the red wine?

Good evening.

The last few days have been tough for everyone.

But, uh, both Cristina here and myself would very much like to thank you all

for your patience and especially your positivity.

Yeah.

Nicolau was truly an unlucky guy.

But he was also a good friend of mine.

If there's one thing he taught us all,

it was that, even though problems don't disappear,

they do tend to get smaller

with, mmm, a nice glass of wine.

And I agree with him.

And we'll add a bit of music, okay?

Sounds good to me.

You weren't expecting this, huh?

Everyone feels vulnerable when they lose someone they loved.

It's, uh, incredible the things people tell you

when they're picking out a coffin.

A coffin?

See? I told you he worked with the dead.

Yeah, it wasn't my dream job, you know.

But, um, my partner made me see the positive sides.

"If you allow them to cry on your shoulder,

they'll open the doors to their hearts, and also to their homes."

They'll tell you private details, like,

"The deceased had a high-end watch collection"

or "Grandma always invested in jewelry."

And do they give you the combination to their safes as well?

No, you just need to pay attention to them.

Like their ID number...

...or a birthday.

Some kind of anniversary date that's important to them.

People are very careless with their passwords and security codes.

So, when you were at Fabio's, what happened?

Hmm. There was an unfortunate setback.

So, I took his suitcase,

his ticket to Lisbon, and... got the hell outta there.

So, I guess that means Fabio Torres is dead.

He died of a heart attack. I swear to you.

I'll admit I'm a thief, but I am not a killer.

If I were, I wouldn't have given the stone to Dani.

Well, you gave it to him because you can't figure it out on your own.

By the way, the note Fernando gave you. Where did you burn it?

When we... When we both found Fernando's body, I got scared.

I didn't understand his note, then I realized it wasn't even meant for me.

- It was for the real Fabio. - Yeah.

There's also the box.

Who knows, Fernando could've planned to sell the music box to the real Fabio.

They probably first spoke over the phone,

and when he got on the bus and heard Fabio's name,

he must've thought he was dealing with the real Fabio.

Of course.

The bottom line is that,

in the early hours of Tuesday morning, I didn't go to Fernando's room,

and I didn't kill him either.

Okay.

- Well, good night. - Sleep tight, Alicia.

Everyone!

So, right now, the only lead we have for sure is the second clue.

But our time in Lisbon is coming to an end.

We only have two days left.

That's more than enough time to find answers.

What if it's the other way around?

What if all we find are more questions, but no answers?

@monicagaramendi The hotel is horrible,

but I always look super cute

Starting a new trip to Lisbon!! At São Jorge Castle!!

IDENTIFICATION FORM DANIEL GONZÁLEZ