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Previously...

Hello, everyone. How are you?
My name is 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.
- That's why he was killed.

Someone is looking for that treasure.

- You work for the police.
- Are you working a case?

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

- I don't know who disappeared.
- It was my niece.

My real name is Víctor Vega.

And I'm just a common thief.

So, I guess Fabio Torres is dead.

Daniel's disappeared.
And the police say

his fingerprints are on the weapon
that was used to kill Nicolau.

We have to retrace Daniel's whereabouts.

Hey, does this name sound familiar?
Margarida Moure.

There's something here.
Well, it looks like something round.

- Like a coin or something like that.
- Tell me you didn't sell me out.

Fabio's widow wants the treasure,

and she promised to kill Katia

- if I don't find him.
- I'll give you 24 hours.

During the earthquake,
all the churches in the city crumbled

to the ground
but the brothels stood strong.

I know where the treasure is.

Estás manco ou quê?

He's been involved in this whole affair
from the very beginning.

I know who the killer is.

LISBON
All Saints' Day Festival

The carriage?

Um, in the street in back.

This shouldn't be here.
It's very valuable.

If someone were to find out...

Don't worry.

No one will find out.

No! Don't leave me here!

No! No! No, please!

No! No!

Don't leave me here, please!

Don't leave me here!

Marquis!

Don't leave me here, please! No! No!

No! No! No, please!

No! No!

No!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help, please!

No! No! No!

Help!

Help!

Let's go!

IF IT'S TUESDAY
IT'S MURDER

MONDAY

Really?
This is our last excursion in Lisbon?

Wow,
this place is totally empty.

Okay, Cristina. What kind of crazy musical
activity did you sign us up for this time?

Why is no one else here?

I hate musicals, Cristina.

I don't know what's going on. Bruno got
the tickets, said it was the latest hit.

- And you trust him?
- Yeah, I can see.

Bruno?

My favorite guests are here.

There's no better way
to say farewell to Lisbon

than an afternoon among friends,
am I right?

So, we all know
what we're gonna say, right?

I wasn't sure, so I prepared
some flash cards. For each one of us.

- You did what?
- So we don't get all mixed up

about what we're supposed to say.

- Fabio, Alicia, and these are mine.
- Thanks, Pura.

- Right. Let's go.
- Everything's written down.

Bruno, tell me what the hell's going on.

Who is that person over there?

Awesome.

Okay, I agreed to this stupidity,

because I was promised answers
to this ordeal.

If I don't get them,

then we'll be wrapping this up
at the police station.

Wait, are you serious?

Did you really turn my last afternoon
into a crime-solving show-and-tell?

Don't worry, Cristina.
In order for the crime to be solved,

all the characters
need to be present, right?

- Look who's here.
- Arrest him.

- Daniel!
- Oh, no. It's the killer!

Are you just going
to stand there or what?

Don't move. Okay. Don't move. Don't move.

- Stay put. Stay put.
- Okay, okay.

- Hey, be gentle.
- Stand over there.

- Hey!
- Would someone please explain

what the hell is going on.

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

- You were right to do this.
- A Study in Scarlet.

The Adventure of the Speckled Band. The
Man with the Twisted Lip. The Adventure...

Listen, we all know
you've been waiting for this moment too.

- ...the Second Stain. A Scandal in Bohemia.
- Enjoy the ride.

Okay, would you please sit down?

You're right, Cristina.

I've gathered you all here
to solve a murder.

But in order for all of you to understand...

...we must first tell you

the story of Fernando Paredes.

- Oh.
- Oh, my God.

Spare us.

And it starts 15 years ago here in Lisbon.

You have to stop.

- I can't take it anymore!
- No! I don't care!

- Break everything here!
- It's always the same song and dance

- when you come home like this!
- What? What are you talking about?

I don't understand!

Keep this up, we're gonna leave you.
You drunk asshole!

Things weren't going well with his wife.

Fernando had a drinking problem,
and that always impacts people's lives,

especially when you have a baby girl.

Ultimately,

Fernando had to face the same outcome
that everyone else faces in this case.

Once they separated,
she never let him see his daughter again.

After that, Fernando hit rock bottom.

Fernando really had a shitty life. Okay, got it.

One option was to kill himself.

The other was to make a killing.

THE DARK SIDE OF LISBON
MUSEUM OF CRIME

Fernando was good at his job.
He knew details about Lisbon's history

that very few people know.

Like the legend
surrounding the music box

in which the Marquis of Pombal
had hidden a clue...

"Exhibition"

...which would lead to the treasure
of the Ribeira Palace, destroyed in 1755.

The Cursed Box

I know some of you know this melody,
am I right?

The day Fernando was killed,
it was playing nonstop in the hotel.

I was a pianist on a cruise ship in 2003.

This box, in the year 1840,
somehow, uh, ended up

in the hands of the worst serial killer
to this day in the history of Portugal.

But Diogo Alves,
he didn't know its true value,

so he gave it as a present
to his partner's daughter,

- my great-grandmother.
- Uh, excuse me, ma'am,

- I'd like to interrupt you.
- Hmm?

- Who are you?
- That's right. I'm sorry.

I'd like you to meet Margarida Moure,

the descendant of that little girl
and owner of the music box.

She lives in a senior living facility
north of the city.

Hang on just one second.
Let me understand.

Are you saying there was a treasure
inside that music box?

- Is that what you're saying?
- Yes.

But, in order to find the treasure,
Fernando had to steal the music box.

However, he wasn't a thief.
But lucky for him, he found one.

Nicolau made sure
we would switch hotels.

But he decided to betray Fernando.

Everything's going well.

No need to worry. Everything's fine.

Nicolau had made sure
Fernando was given

the only room with more than one entrance.

A secret entrance used to steal
from unsuspecting guests.

It's the only thing
that explains why the security camera

only points towards his door,
and not towards all the rooms.

The camera's pointing at Fernando's room.

Yeah, but the door
to Pilar's room is in a blind spot.

That's how they would prove to the guests

that their items
couldn't have been stolen at the hotel.

Great, Cristina.
You put us up in a den of thieves.

Are you part of this little scam too?

Now just wait one minute, because no one
stole anything from anyone here.

Well, actually, you guys stole my time
and tried my patience.

And you, pretty boy, Bruno,
you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

So, wait a second.
The killer had to be Nicolau.

No, that's impossible.

He made sure he had an airtight alibi
for that night.

He invited Renata to have dinner
at his house.

Later, he got drunk
and fell asleep on the sofa.

Is that right, Renata?

- Mm-hmm.
- So, who's the killer?

Maybe it was
the daughter he abandoned.

His daughter had just turned 18 years old.

She was finally free to travel
and meet her father,

to whom she was going to
demand an explanation.

You're such a lying hypocrite. That's why
you were so sure it wasn't Daniel.

'Cause you're the killer.

- What?
- You heard me.

Hey, wait a minute.
I knew my father was in Lisbon,

but I didn't know
he'd be on this trip with us.

You may not have been aware
of his presence here,

but he sure was aware of yours.

Mama?

When he found out you were coming,

he must have thought
it was a nice coincidence.

He would...
be able to kill two birds with one stone.

That's indeed what he wanted.
He was trying to earn a fortune

and reunite with his daughter
all on the same trip.

When we started the trip,
you didn't know who he was.

Are you looking
for someone here?

Um, you know, Cristina and
the kitchen lady are actually your age.

You should try hitting on them instead.

But you figured it out
before anyone else did.

Do you like flamingos?
They're really fascinating animals.

Oh, yeah.
I don't even realize I'm doing it.

Happy birthday to you, Mónica.

Despite your brief relationship,

I suppose it wasn't easy
to meet your father one day

and then lose him the next.

However, we're talking
about someone who was murdered.

This is what's called
a textbook murder.

When you found out we were going
to Fernando's office at the university,

you got there first.

You were scared there might be something
there that would link you back to him.

This is the only photo
I have with my dad.

I didn't want to lose it.

- Yeah, for sure.
- The empty frame.

Or leave any clues.

Are you insinuating I killed my father?

MURDERER

Listen, kid. Your father abandoned you.

And when a woman is abandoned,
all she can think of is breaking legs,

ripping eyes out, and much more.

But that's not what I do, okay?
I don't do that.

What I mean is I don't hold a grudge.
I've moved on to better things.

I have a fresh, new outlook on life.
I'm a new woman.

Maybe you were acting
like a poor little girl,

but in fact, deep down, you really
hated him and just wanted to see him dead.

- Who do you think you are?
- Acting like a poor little girl?

That's something you know
how to do really well, hmm?

What do you mean?

So, when were you gonna tell me?

Tell you what?

That you're screwing my boyfriend.

Wow.

Does this have something to do
with the murder?

I'm afraid she's done
much more than that.

Even though she's tried
to convince us of the contrary,

she hasn't had a drop of alcohol
this whole trip, right?

- I gotcha. [laughs] I got you, girl.
- Oh, shit.

I think I'm gonna puke.

Oh, no.

If you think about it,
I'm doing you a favor.

She's doing her a favor.

Didn't you want to screw that guy?

That means you don't really love Alex.

Oh, come on.

Alex doesn't really love you either,
in my opinion.

I know how Alex thinks.
He knows how I think.

This doesn't change our plans at all.

Wait. Are you really gonna stay with
a man who got your best friend pregnant?

Well, I guess no couple is perfect, huh?
I mean, look at the two of you.

Ha! Listen up, chicky. I--

Don't you dare call me "chicky", again.

No one's gonna screw up
the happiest day of my life.

I said I was gonna get married next week,
so I'm gonna get married next week.

Well said.

Okay. Okay.

This is so screwed up, I swear.

And I've had enough
of your lies and bullshit!

Didn't see that one coming.

Bitch.

This is quite the spectacle.

A tragedy. Mmm.

If the killer is someone
who doesn't have any scruples,

well, then you have
all the people you need here.

Yes. Precisely.
Maybe we should start with your brother.

- Are you kidding?
- What?

You were the first one
to steal the music box

and then you threatened me afterwards.

- You stole it in the first place.
- Stealing from the dead isn't stealing.

Even though you threw it away afterwards...

I was able to retrieve it.

- For you.
- Oh.

- Muito obrigada.
- You're welcome.

Muito obrigada.

I wasn't really stealing it, you know.

It was a stupid mistake, that's all.

Stupid like cutting the brake lines
from a city car?

What?

That was you?

Well, uh...

When we first looked into this,
we thought you were trying to kill Daniel,

because you didn't want him to solve
the murder. But he wasn't the target.

It was you, Pilar.

You tried to kill me?

- You really are a worthless piece of shit.
- Mama, no.

I wasn't trying to kill you.
I mean, come on!

- How could you think that I would--
- Wait, no, no, no.

No. He didn't just target you.

He tried to kill us both.

You knew I was supposed to be in the car
with Mama, but she chose the kid instead.

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

The brakes aren't working!

You wanted to get rid of my mother?

No, that's not what I wanted to do.

I-I... I was just trying
to scare her a little.

You don't deserve to inherit the company.

- I've been doing this all my life.
- Yeah, well, that's not my fault!

Why is it that no one in this family
has any confidence in me?

It's because you're useless!

You're wrong. I do things.

That's enough!

Mama...

The company isn't worth anything.

Just like the two of you.

Hey! It's a fiesta! Fuck it.

- That's enough. I just wanna go home.
- Oh, my God.

You're such an awful woman.

You lied about everything.

The wheelchair, the trip and all of it.

She also lied about the trip? But didn't
you come here to Lisbon with Grandpa?

Yes, but not... but not on vacation.

I came here to have an abortion.

But I stayed pregnant
because your father convinced me to.

Wonderful.

Oh.

So you're saying you never wanted us.

I've always spoiled you both.

That's why I wanted to teach you a lesson.

- It was to teach us a lesson?
- Yes.

So this nightmare we've been living
was just a lesson?

Yes.

And it was one for me.

One thing's for sure.

You always reap what you sow.

It's the money.

It's always about the damn money.

But this bunch of wackadoodles...

"MURDERER"

...aren't the only ones
who desperately need money.

There's the owner of a hotel
that's falling apart.

There's an ex-convict
without a dime to her name.

And the owner of a travel agency
that's in the red.

Well done. That was very good.

However, there are
still too many suspects.

Yes. Yes, it's true.

Well, that's why we have to go back
to the night of the murder.

Because two very strange things happened
that night at the hotel.

The first thing was that the killer

could've easily poisoned or even stabbed
Fernando with a kitchen knife.

But he didn't do that.

He wanted Fernando to see him.

To understand that he was gonna die.

The second thing was that
the killer didn't take the music box,

potentially worth a fortune.

Therefore, the killer's motive
wasn't financial,

but personal.

I'm sorry,
I'm having trouble following you,

although I'd even have trouble
following a conga line right now,

'cause I'm kinda tired.

But, wait, are you trying to saying that...

that someone in this group
knew Fernando before this week?

Yes, that's right.

And we know
he tried really hard to hide it.

Only someone with a disguise
so flawless, so perfect

that no one would ever suspect it was him.

Someone who went out of his way

and tried very hard to make Fernando's
murder look like a natural death.

Someone who knew that a murder would only
be given to a top-notch police officer.

Not to an officer going through a crisis.

It would have to be someone who was sure
to be in charge of the investigation.

- Wait, what?
- Are you kidding?

That can't be.

If this is supposed to be
some kinda joke, it's bad.

We all met Gonçalo
the morning after we got here.

So that "someone" couldn't have been
in the hotel the night of the murder.

Sorry, Cristina, he really was.

A homeless guy saw our "someone".

He said a man was watching the hotel.

A one-armed man is watching the hotel.

A one-armed man?

I spent this last week thinking
he meant, "a one-armed man"...

...until I realized my mistake.

Estás manco ou quê?

" Manco" in Spanish
means, "one-armed man",

but " manco" in Portuguese means "limping."

No, I'm not taking Carlota skating.

My hip still hurts from the fall I took.

If that weren't enough, Carolina saw

a man leaving the hotel
in a green raincoat.

Get ready to be disappointed.

The truth is, I don't own
a green raincoat, nor have I ever.

Yeah, but the thing is, Carolina,
she didn't see a green raincoat,

because she's color-blind.

I saw him go that way with his parents.

Over there, where the red sign is.

Gonçalo.

Unfortunately for you,
you've known Fernando.

For over two years now.

"University professor accused
of attempted murder"

The trial took place
only three months ago.

MINOR CONVICTION FOR DRUNK
DRIVER WHO LEFT WOMAN IN COMA

It wasn't hard to find the articles.

Fernando's lawyer
turned out to be a real ace.

Two years of community service
and a small fine.

But no prison time.

Fernando knew you wouldn't leave him alone
until you got your revenge.

That's why he decided
to leave Lisbon as soon as possible.

But he didn't go far.

He ended up
just on the other side of the border.

Right outside of your jurisdiction.

His plan was to return to Lisbon,
steal the music box,

get the money, and disappear again.

But Nicolau was already working for you.
Right, Gonçalo?

You two had a deal.

Until you realized he might get caught
and eventually sell you out.

It's you.

My money.

And my plane ticket to get out of here.

Of course, of course.

I've got your money over there.

Fernando hadn't had
a single drink since the accident.

Unfortunately, you slipped up
at the crime scene.

Middle-aged man, overweight,
and alcoholic.

There was not a single bottle of alcohol
in Fernando's room.

And the minibar was never used.

No one knew
Fernando was a former alcoholic.

Except you.

Which proves
the motive wasn't financial.

But after you'd killed Nicolau,

you thought,
"Why not make the most of it, huh?"

But then,
that's when another problem popped up.

Me.

I think he means "us."

At first, you tried to get rid of us
by stealing some of our clues

with the help of your friend Nicolau.

We were supposed to stay here,

but there was a last-minute change.
We were told you were fully booked.

We're fully booked, I'm very sorry.

Then, there are your friends
at the Hotel Alvalade.

A Spanish woman was here asking questions.

Then you decided
it would be better to keep us close

in order to use us.

We found his fingerprints
all over the murder weapon.

We'll do everything to find Daniel,

and when we do, we'll charge him
with the murder of Nicolau.

Why my son?

Because I'm the smartest one
of the four of us.

That's why I'm the most dangerous.

Inspector, I don't quite know how to...

Watch out.

You won't do anything rash, right?

Let it go!

Let it go!

Inspector.

- Quick, we have to get out!
- Hurry up, damn it!

- Mama!
- Yes! Quick, let's go.

Come on, let's get the hell out of here!

Come on! Hurry up.

Alicia!

- No, no, no, no! Don't touch me!
- Hey! No, no.

- Calm down. Lady, calm down.
- No, no, no.

- I need this. Just this. That's all.
- Quique! Quique!

Quique! Quique! Ah!

- He's getting away.
- I'll get 'em off.

- The Adventure of the Musgrave Ritual.
- Hey, kid, you still have a lot to learn.

Mr. Dangerous.

- Where is he?
- You did it!

- Hey!
- Hey, where is he?

- We have to find him.
- Where are you going?

Where is he going?
Go that way and catch him!

- Bravo.
- Daniel!

Bravo. Bravo.

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

The Man with the Twisted Lip.
The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor.

The Adventure of the Second Stain.

Alicia...

What's going on?

Put down your weapon.

Put it down, slowly.

That's good.

Now walk. Go on.

Don't be stupid, Inspector.

You can't get rid of us all.

Gonçalo.

Gonçalo! Listen to me.

Come on. You're not a killer!

- Yes, I am, Pura.
- No.

That drunkard left three beautiful
little girls without a mother.

And after losing her
I began to lose everything else.

My house, my savings...

Everything. All because
I was trying to bring her back.

So, no, I don't. I don't regret doing it.

Fernando Paredes deserved to die.

And I deserve to go to prison.

- But that's not gonna happen.
- No!

No! Let her go, please. Let her go.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

What are you going to do?
Run away forever?

Trust me,
they'll do everything to find you.

You can't spend your whole life
on the run.

No, I'm not gonna run away.

I've lived in this city my whole life.

This is where I met my wife.

My daughters were born here.

and they're...
they're the only thing I have left.

Those girls and all the memories of
the most wonderful woman in the world.

Will I run? No.

This is a very beautiful city, you know?

But a sad one.

Unfortunately, I believe...

I believe no one
is really truly happy in Lisbon.

Oh, come on, Gonçalo. Take it easy.

A Scandal in Bohemia.
The Adventure of the Gloria Scott.

This time, I relaxed my arm.

- Ah.
- You did?

Call the station and tell 'em
to send a car. We found the killer.

Don't you move!

Who can tell me what happened?

We were on vacation,
and the man was killed at our hotel,

and it turns out the inspector did it.

It was unbelievable.
He wasn't even nice, and...

Gonçalo, who'll take care
of your little girls now?

Their grandma.
She'll take good care of them.

And what about your wife, when she
wakes up and doesn't see you there?

How can you be sure
she's going to wake up?

I have a sixth sense about these things.

Your sixth sense seems to work.

He's lucky I'm tipsy right now,

'cause I have a black belt
in, uh... in judo.

I could have pulled a tai-otoshi
or kata-guruma in a heartbeat.

Cristina, drink some water, I'm begging.

Water's good if you're a fish
and I'm not a fish. Don't worry...

Yeah, man, for real. In the end,
it's just a game of cat and mouse.

There's no logic to it.

- I have no idea.
- This was so incredibly real.

- Just out of the ordinary.
- Thank you.

Congratulations, by the way.

This story was truly fascinating,
but I... I was wondering if...

Bruno, Bruno, just get to the point.
We know each other now, right?

You mentioned there was a treasure?

When we got here,
you told us your hotel had been a brothel

attended by the local aristocracy.

It's even named after one.

All the churches
crumbled to the ground.

But all the brothels stood strong.

There's nothing here.

Maybe we were wrong about this.

It's here! It's the Portuguese Cross.

Help me with this!

Let's see...

Be careful.

Looks like we can slide this. Come on.

- Can you point the flashlight here?
- Let's all push together.

Ready? One, two, and...

Come on. Okay, everyone again.

One, two...

I can't see anything. It's dark.

Holy shit!

Well, if we're gonna
take all this with us,

we better start
by dusting everything because--

No one's taking anything outta here.
This is a job for the police.

This seat's taken.

Nope, that seat's taken as well.

No fucking way.

Is this travel agency
really about to go under?

She could've at least
sent us back by plane.

Mama!

And you say I'm weird.

monicagaramendi
started following you

1 Follower

Well...

we have one more thing to do.

Right?

Yeah.

Hey!

So, where's the treasure?

At Jerónimos Monastery.
Vasco de Gama's tomb.

In fact,
the riddle ended up being very clear.

You and my husband would've gotten along.

I wish I had gotten along with his dog.

You're not very smart.

Take care of yourself. Okay? Hmm?

I will. Thanks.

There's nothing in here.

There should be
more gold coins like this one.

Vasco de Gama brought them from India.

Police! Police!

Freeze! Drop your weapons!
Drop your weapons!

Now!

So now what?

Well, I'm gonna drown my sorrows
in a bottle of ginjinha

for the millions we had to
leave behind at that hotel.

We can't just say
goodbye to each other like this.

Not after everything we've been through.

Aren't you excited to go home?

Well, honestly, yeah, I can't wait,

but, at the same time,
I'm also not too su--

I just don't know.

We'll see.

So, this is probably
the last time we see each other ever.

Why would you say that?
We'll always be "The Famous Five."

Pura...

"The Famous Four."

This can't be our last adventure.
I'm telling you, I know it isn't.

- Goodbye.
- Alicia...

A selfie?

Bye, guys.

The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor.
The Adventure of the Second Stain.

The Hound of the...

Goodbye.

- Bye.
- Bye, Dani.

Be good, kiddo.

Oh.

Be happy, Pura.

THE MYSTERIES OF LISBON
ORGANIZED BY PROMETEO Viajes

TUESDAY
ONE YEAR LATER

Hey, what's up, Víctor?
What are you doing?

Alicia,
it's so nice to see you. Come here.

Alicia, hello. Hope you're well.

- What are you doing there?
- Just tell her.

She's not the only one here.

The Adventure of the Speckled Band.
The Man with the Twisted Lip.

- The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor.
- What are you doing together?

- Alicia!
- Tell her.

The police are after us.

Someone was found dead.

Someone was found dead, yes.

But that's not at all
why this trip's important.

Oh, that's not important? Then what is?

Well, you weren't
that far off target, you know, Alicia.

Fabio Torres was involved.

Wait, what? I don't understand.

Alicia, your niece is alive.

And we believe we can find her.

Yes.

What was that?

Come on. Quick. Let's go.

- Run! Run!
- Where?

Just run as fast as you can!
Run! Run faster! Come on!

Quick, that way!