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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Is it hers?

There's no body. Just clothes.

There are brown stains on some garments. Could be blood.

I think we're looking at a serial killer.

Marta!

I don't know if you killed these girls

or if you're covering for the bastard who did,

but either way, I don't recognize you!

Muñiz!

Marta made money on the side sleeping with men.

She had a client who was into the schoolgirl look.

Tell me which client is into minors and costumes.

Miguel, stop the car!

Stop the fucking car! Get out!

You're treating me like the culprit when I was actually her victim.

Marta recorded one of our meetings and blackmailed me with the tape.

Today we found the body of a woman.

Érika. She disappeared the day before yesterday.

Do you think the woman we found is Érika?

This is a very sinful little town.

A dead girl could be the best way to keep them in the shadows.

THE TASTE OF DAISIES

Abdominals, vastus lateralis, lateral rectus

and rectus... femoris.

Great. You know them all.

We actually have over 600 muscles,

but we don't study all of them for the test.

Tomorrow, after the test, we'll go for ice cream to celebrate.

- Promise? - Promise.

Let's keep going.

Do you think they'll bring Dori tomorrow?

Of course.

What if that woman doesn't want to bring her?

What do you mean?

Maybe she likes Dori and has kidnapped her.

No, sweetie.

I'm sure something came up and she didn't have time to bring her.

Did you know that we need 17 muscles to smile?

See? Now you're moving 17 muscles.

Let's go over this again. You'll see how tomorrow Dori will be home.

Masseter, pectorals, biceps,

brachioradialis, abdominals,

vastus lateralis, lateral rectus, rectus femoris...

Leaveth of himself as smoke in air

or in the water foam.

CHAPTER III

The Bishop of Santiago de Compostela addresses his prayer to the youth

at the Cathedral of Santiago,

recalling his apostolic mission with texts from the Gospel of Matthew.

Remember the words of the Lord:

"I am sending you out like sheep among wolves.

Therefore be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves."

Any new thoughts on Miguel's confession?

How did you do that?

Doing a botched job.

At home or on someone's face?

The good thing about arguing with my daughter is that she feels guilty.

And this is her way of making up.

She sends them on the bus, like we used to do with my dad

when he worked at the shipyard.

Help yourself.

They're delicious.

Don't eat too many. Luisa is going all out for dinner.

Remember you're coming over for dinner.

Yes. Let's go over this.

The payments to the account, the recordings,

Marta was soliciting and blackmailing her clients.

Miguel was one of them.

But he has an alibi for the day of her disappearance.

That doesn't mean he's not a pervert.

She was blackmailing four others. One of them might be the culprit.

Or there may be a sixth one.

From Marta's bank account, we know that these five paid up.

But what if there was another one who instead of paying up, killed her?

Could be. That's why we have to find the recordings.

They weren't at the petrol station or hostel.

Both places had been ransacked before we got there.

Because of Marta's murder and the other murdered women.

Let's not jump the gun.

Marta is missing, not dead.

And until we find the bodies, these are just clothes.

But there is a body, Érika Mihai's.

An illegal Romanian immigrant. She may have worked at the club.

I'll go talk to them and ask for a search warrant.

It's pointless.

The guy in charge is smart. He doesn't shit where he eats.

We've searched that place thousands of times and never found anything.

Even so, I'll go.

I would come with you, but I'm swamped with this Pope thing.

I have work to do too.

PERVERT

Sorry about yesterday.

I'm sorry too.

I'm the one who screwed up, don't be upset.

- Forget it. I'll get over it. - Thanks.

I can't lose any more friends.

Did you hear about Miguel?

Everyone's talking about it.

- What are they saying? - That he was fired for no reason.

Some say it's because he liked checking girls out.

He spoke to you yesterday, did you notice anything?

No.

You're right not to pick up. Screw him.

If only it were that easy.

He may be a pig, but I can't get him out of my head.

Then think of something else.

The photos I took of you, for example. My cousin loves you.

But he needs something more professional for the agencies and potential clients.

I can't afford a photographer.

I can do it and I can get a good camera.

- I'm not in the mood. - You're in a perfect mood.

This will cheer you up. Think of it as therapy.

And it'll help you get over Brais.

If you want money and to get out of this town, this is the first step.

It could be cool.

But not now.

Are you here to look for work?

You're no spring chicken, but you're not bad.

Turn so I can see your arse.

There are loads of arses in this town. Pasties, octopus and arses.

Lieutenant Vargas, Civil Guard.

Have a seat.

You know, I'm all for moonlighting.

And if you bring your uniform and handcuffs, it could be awesome.

But first I need to see that arse.

That's confidential information.

Do you know this woman?

I don't know, Miss.

Sorry, if I call you "Lieutenant", I picture you with a moustache.

I was told she worked here.

Worked? I don't know what you're talking about.

Come to think of it, she was staying here, but left a few days ago.

- Staying here? - Yes.

I only rent out rooms and sell drinks.

- Of course. - What the girls do is their business.

That's why you offered me work as I came in.

Someone has to make the beds around here.

And my bum is crucial for that.

Let's not change the subject. You were asking me about a girl.

Do you know what happened to Érika?

Why did she leave so suddenly?

Did she have problems with you or a client?

With me?

No.

The girls are free to do as they please.

I don't get involved in their life and I don't want to know about it.

- I just... - Right. Charge for rooms and drinks.

Exactly.

And make sure nothing bad happens here, of course.

You're a woman and I know you won't agree with me,

but these women are a lot safer in here than anywhere else.

I'm not responsible for what happens to them outside.

And this girl? Was she here?

She took a look at the rooms, but wasn't sure about the conditions.

I don't tie anyone down.

Madam.

I want you to know that you'll always have a room here.

Relax.

One of the girls must be ill. Do you have a search warrant?

I don't need one if I think a crime is being committed.

A crime? That's an over-exaggeration.

Relax, girl.

It's one of the new ones, Vivi. She gets migraines and needs to rest.

All this police malarkey is starting to be a pain in the arse.

I'm going to take measures.

Did you get anything?

A job offer.

This was everything at the hostel. No tapes, no cameras.

She could've used her phone.

Don't you have kids or younger siblings?

No.

Nowadays, all the kids have devices with cameras.

My daughter's room has more technology than NASA in it.

Of course.

Thanks.

- Why? - For opening my eyes.

Sometimes it's not what's there, it's what's not there.

- You sure there's nothing missing here? - Isn't that enough?

What else did you expect that girl to have? A kitchen robot?

- Were there any tapes or memory cards? - This is what was there.

You wouldn't know anything about Marta Labrada's job on the side?

I have to be discreet about the company my clients keep.

There's a backdoor for that.

Once you're done with the investigation, these things are mine.

Could I take a look in Marta's room?

There was a TV here, right?

There was. Marta broke it.

Do they teach you how to fix TVs at the Civil Guard?

- I'm not going to fix it. - So, what are you going to do?

If you're going to damage it more, there's no need.

Forensics and the computer lab have the computer and the rest of it.

This is what Marta was hiding behind the TV.

Six cases for SD cards.

Five of them had a card, the other was empty.

- Missing one could be in the camera? - It's nowhere to be seen.

What about the other five?

They're Marta's sexual encounters with five of her clients.

We already know one of them: Miguel.

Here.

Here are copies of the other three clients. I'm sure you know them.

Check out their alibis.

I want us to watch the last one together. It's different.

- Is that a woman? - It doesn't look like it.

A transsexual?

Rather a fetishist. A man who likes to dress up as a woman.

Look at the clothes. They're the same as the ones we found at the factory.

This directly relates Marta to those clothes.

And this man as our main suspect.

Do you know him?

- Not with that wig on. - Me neither.

I'll speak to these guys. Maybe someone will know who he is.

The computer lab found something.

There were no photos or videos on Marta's computer.

But there was an email to her brother.

There's no internet in prison.

Prisoners find ways to sneak in phones.

That's how Marta stayed in touch with her brother.

What did she tell him?

That she was working on something that would give her enough money

to pay for his bail and a good lawyer, of course.

- How much is his bail? - 60,000 Euros.

Marta obviously blackmailed the wrong person.

The transvestite or the one in the missing tape?

We don't know for now.

There's one other thing.

Marta chatted quite a lot. With her brother, Brais, Rebeca

- and a dante78. - Do you know who it is?

No. But we know that it's a man from the chatroom.

That's the only person Marta told practically everything to.

Even that she was prostituting herself to help her brother.

Not even her best friends knew that.

What are you doing?

The IT guys gave me the password for Marta's account.

I'll pretend I'm her.

What if dante78 is the guy who took her?

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU IT'S IMPORTANT

They're vandals.

They didn't even touch the alms money. And this isn't the first time.

Why are there bad people? They desecrated Christ's body.

And stole holy water.

But they'll have to answer to the Lord for this

sin. Don't let this bring out the rage in you.

- Bernabé. - What?

Clear this up whilst I speak to your brother.

OK.

I don't think your bad mood is just because of this fiasco.

- That's fixable. - Did you talk to Samanta?

- No. I told her to come for dinner. - And?

She didn't come.

And you don't know why?

- No, I don't. - Did you call her?

- She's not picking up. - So, go and talk to her.

Do you want my forgiveness?

Well, that's penance.

As the kids would say nowadays: Go on, get off your arse.

Go a little lower.

Well, well!

His holiness, the sacristan.

Where's Samanta?

Why? You starting to feel an itch?

You can't wait just a few hours?

Where is she, Vidal? I called her, but she's not picking up.

Go.

I took the phone away from the girls.

The Civil Guard was asking questions and I don't want any surprises.

I need to talk to her.

Let's see, Xabier.

It's all very well that you pay her to go to your house.

And I don't care if it's to make you a stew or to suck you off.

But when she's with clients, Samanta can't go with you, got it?

Don't give me that look.

Just cos she's older and behind the bar more now,

it doesn't mean that she doesn't fulfill her duties when asked.

- With who? - With who?

Who cares? As long as they pay...

But don't worry, I'll tell her to go see you when she's done.

Leave.

You're gonna kill me, Eva.

I burst a tire and left the bumper against a signpost.

On top of that, I lost mum's bracelet.

I got lost at the exit and don't know where I am.

Vitamins.

My wife also took those vitamins when her mother died.

I've always been very anxious.

Sometimes I used to vomit before exams at the academy.

And with this being the first case...

Be careful.

They didn't help Luisa much.

I'll bear that in mind.

Did you get something from the guys on the recordings?

Nothing. Three poor fools who went through hell to pay off Marta.

Those poor fools paid to have sex with young girls

and cheated on their wives. They're hardly victims.

They all have an alibi for when she disappeared.

- And the transvestite? - Nothing.

It's Alberte. Hello?

"Is this Marta?"

That means he didn't take her.

Or that maybe he wants to know who we are.

I'm someone who knows what happened to her.

I need to talk to you.

"What happened to Marta?"

We should talk

in person.

"Why are you on Marta's chatroom? Who are you?"

We have to sound this out.

I'm a friend of Marta's.

She told me about you.

And I have to give you something.

"What?" I don't know.

It's in an sealed envelope.

Where can we meet?

"If she told you about me, you'd know where to find me."

She didn't tell me.

"Did she tell you my name?"

No.

"If she didn't, it was for a reason".

DANTE78 LEFT THE CHAT

Shit. What's this?

It's for the other day.

We left that clear. You pay me, I do the job.

I pay you because you need the money. I'm doing this because I want to.

Thanks.

I'm not like the other clients.

I don't have clients any more.

That's not what Vidal told me.

That was some impulse from a bunch of idiots and I hated it.

- I felt so disgusted. - Who were they?

- Who cares? - Who were they?

I can't and don't want to say.

- Samanta. - Drop it!

I can't!

I don't like it when you get like that.

If you trust me, tell me. If you don't, get out!

Don't bother paying me today.

Hi, Samanta.

Look at what I have.

I fixed it and I'm not selling this one.

Where did you get that from?

I don't...

Don't lie to me!

No, I...

No!

How could you steal from the church?

How could you steal from the church?

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

The way I see it, it's not that you're letting me,

it's that I'm leaving you the house for your dinner.

You've spoken to that Civil Guard a few times, right?

What's she like?

She seems smart. She knows how to listen and get what she wants.

It smells really good.

Any news on Marta?

After what she did to you, you still worry about her?

How do you know?

It's part of the case. What did she do to her?

Sleep with Brais.

And you still worry about her?

You never liked Marta even before she screwed me over.

But she wasn't the brainless delinquent you think she is.

You knew her?

Sleeping with Brais wasn't the worst thing she did.

That's the normal bit about her.

She was soliciting and blackmailing her clients.

She was money-hungry and didn't care about anything, including you.

That's why she's gone.

You want to follow her footsteps?

You don't know the sacrifices we've made for you to have a good future

and you insist on ruining everything for your little friend and Brais.

And look how they treated you!

Rebeca.

Why are you so hard on her?

- We're too soft. - Right...

But with everything that's going on, it's not the right time.

Don't you start now.

Pamela?

Don't you want to taste another champagne?

Why change?

Well, you're going to have to wait a while.

There.

I see you liked me and you're back for more.

You took a while and I don't have time today.

You can't come here every day.

- I've been calling you all afternoon. - Shit.

Since you came here as a Civil Guard, Vidal went crazy

and took all of our phones away.

- Who was shouting before? - Vivi.

She's new. She's behind there. The poor thing's having a rough time.

She was with a client yesterday and threw up on him.

The boss had to send Gloria in as compensation.

Is there a client who likes to dress up as a woman?

Not that I know of.

- Why? - He's our suspect.

Did you find out about Érika?

We identified her thanks to you.

You're sure it was her?

She was killed with one shot.

It was quick.

Was it that bastard cross-dresser?

It's possible he killed her and others.

I'll try and get something out of the others.

Good. I'll come here tomorrow.

Come whenever you want, but be careful, Rosa.

Vidal is crazy. If he finds out about us...

I will be.

Do you sell wine here?

Wine? No. Drinks and champagne.

Hi.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just not used to seeing you like that.

You look...

You look really nice.

Can I come in?

Yes, yes, of course. Come in.

- You look very pretty. - Thanks.

This has to be chilled.

There was no need.

Dinner's almost ready.

Through here.

You should've seen Alberte shooting those pigs and giving orders.

It's as if they were invading us.

- People were really scared. - Some still call him "the butcher".

He got teased to death for that bloodbath.

Mauro, could you pass me the sugar?

Thanks.

All good, Luisa?

Yes, yes.

Do you have kids? No, I don't.

Have you thought about it?

I can't see a wedding ring, but I'm sure you have a boyfriend.

The Judicial Police lost a great detective with Luisa.

No suspect could resist her interrogations.

You have a boyfriend, right?

With your looks, I'm sure you're not short of suitors.

I must be doing something wrong because I don't have a boyfriend.

Are you on the force because of tradition?

Here, almost everyone comes from a Civil Guard family.

No.

- That's strange. - Why?

You're from A Coruña, right?

My brother in Melilla, was good friends with Mateo Vargas

who's also from A Coruña. His whole family's in the Civil Guard.

I thought you were related.

You don't know them?

I was at the academy with his sister, but I'm not from that clan.

Vargas is a very common surname in that area.

So, why did you go into the force?

After studying Law, I thought it'd be a good way to find work.

What do your parents think?

It'd be hard to get why someone would want to be a Civil Guard.

Especially a woman.

- They're very proud. - And your siblings?

Will they do the same as you? Or don't you have siblings either?

Yes, I have a sister.

- But she's not into that. - A sister?

You'll have to give me the recipe.

- It's delicious. - Of course.

Why should there be any secrets between us?

Eva.

Bernabé.

Bernabé.

No.

- Leave me alone. - Bernabé.

Please don't hit me.

- Bernabé. - Leave me alone.

I didn't want to hurt you.

Everything I do is for you, Bernabé.

You know that, right?

I know you're good and that you make an effort.

But the hard thing isn't doing good things.

The hard thing is knowing what is and isn't good.

And you'll have to trust me on that.

Will you? Will you?

I will.

- Yes. - Take a shower and have some breakfast.

OK.

Forgive me?

No, forgive me.

What are you doing here?

I was looking at something on the computer.

Don't you have your own?

What's wrong, Mauro? It's Rosa.

- I was looking up her file. - Why?

I don't trust her. She's very strange.

She lied about her family.

She's messing everything up and keeps popping tranquilizers.

So, she takes pills, eh?

For blood pressure, vitamins...

...diuretics,

for migraines and these are for when I can't sleep.

What?

Will you look into me too if I don't tell all about my family?

I don't like how she treats us, as if we were under her orders.

She's your superior.

And she's helping us unearth the crap we had in front of us

which we didn't see.

I've only got four days left in the force and I want this solved.

So we're going to help her with whatever she needs, got it?

You'll soon be in charge and will have to learn to trust your colleagues.

And Rosa is a first-class Civil Guard.

Like you.

Stop obsessing over her.

The new forensics report is in. We've got something.

DELETE PHOTO

How are you? What's up?

- Nothing. - Good because today's your lucky day.

I got a good camera

and the perfect place to do a photoshoot.

With professional makeup, lights, the works.

A studio?

A makeshift one, yes. But the photos will look incredible. Look.

I did these ones for my cousin and she's not half as pretty as you.

It looks like a magazine.

- They're really good. - Well, yours will be better.

You think?

My cousin can show them around the modeling agencies he knows.

They'll fight over you, you'll see.

I don't know, David.

Come on, Rebe, it'll be fun.

I'm sure it will, but with everything that's going on, I'm not in the mood.

It's up to you.

Stay in this town and be the girl who got cheated on with the missing girl.

Come on, Rebe.

It's just annoying that you can't see how much you're worth

and that you deserve a lot more than Brais

and this.

But fine, maybe some other time.

David.

What time shall we meet?

They found partial prints on the suitcase

that don't show up on any databases.

They got DNA from the blood stains. They belong to women.

They also got DNA from the red lipstick mark.

But, wait for it, it belongs to a man.

Do they know who that DNA belongs to?

No, it's not on any database.

And how can this help?

The chemical report found red paint.

They're comparing it with various brands to know which one it belongs to.

They can do that?

Yes, and even find out which can it came from.

What else?

In the suitcase and on the clothes, there were traces of Borax,

- paraformaldehyde and formaldehyde. - What's that for?

To work with animals and tan hides.

There's no tannery in town.

There's something else.

The thing we thought was costume jewelry, is an artificial eye.

Was one of the women one-eyed?

It's not human, it's from an animal.

It's what taxidermists use as well as those chemical products.

Who dissects animals in this town?

My dentist. Xacobe Díaz.

Well, we have a suspect. One problem.

His business was failing and four months ago, he killed himself.

He's dead.

Sonia, this is Lieutenant Vargas. We're helping her with an investigation.

Is it about the factory? Everyone's talking about that.

Yes.

We have some images that may have been filmed a while back.

When Xacobe was alive.

They are unpleasant,

but we need you to tell us whether the person in the video is your husband.

What is this?

Is your husband the person who's dressed up?

Of course not.

What's all this about, Alberte?

I thought you were my friend and you've insulted me.

Calm down, Sonia. It was just a question.

What if people find out you're smearing Xacobe's name?

What will my children think?

And the neighbors?

You really helped us out when Xacobe left.

You knew him well.

How could you think that he could do those things?

Sometimes we ask uncomfortable questions.

Even if it's not him, maybe it's one of his friends or a client.

Not from the clinic, from the animals.

Those creatures...

I just want this all to go away.

I don't have the strength for this.

Look. Does the suitcase look familiar?

This one's missing an eye and there's red paint.

I already noticed that Sonia was lying.

But she's not going to confess in front of you.

Let me talk to her. I'll call you when I have something.

Matilla, how are you doing with Montero's papers?

Fine, I'm almost done.

We have a meeting this week, I want you to go over this trimester's accounts.

OK.

Hello, Montero? Hi, yes.

Hello?

Sorry for not bringing Dori to you, but I've been really busy.

Right, it's just my daughter wants to see the dog and...

She's starting to think that you've kidnapped her.

You know how kids are.

Are you at home now?

OK. What's wrong?

I wanted to ask you a bit of a strange question.

How long have you been honking your horn like that?

Since forever.

It's to warn customers that there's a delivery.

That way they know it's me and they get the bread.

Where do you deliver to?

Around the whole town and the outskirts.

- Two years ago too? - Indeed.

This look familiar?

No, sorry.

Just one more thing. Would you mind if I followed you?

I took that one last summer.

She's so big. She's gorgeous.

Are they settled in Vigo?

Yes, very much so. They love the beach so, go figure.

It's harder for me since I don't see them as much.

- And how are your kids? - Fine.

- The eldest is off to uni, right? - To become a vet.

He always liked animals.

He'd get into so many arguments with Xacobe over hunting.

You know I would never want to harm you, right?

This investigation isn't ours, Sonia. It's Judicial's.

I'm just trying to help them and they found things.

Please, Alberte, don't do this to me.

I just want to help you.

There were prints on the suitcase in the factory.

The judge is going to order for them to be compared to yours and Xacobe's.

Then it'll all come out.

But if you tell me, I can handle this with discretion

so that nobody bothers you.

All I need to know is what happened.

I'd rather you told me

than see your house filled with police and journalists.

Please, Sonia, let me help you.

This is so embarrassing.

I don't even know where to begin.

I didn't know anything about Xacobe's pastimes.

One day, I got home late,

I thought he'd be with those animals.

And I went into the shed.

I found him right here.

Dressed and dolled up like some sad case.

With a bag on his head and his hand...

He'd killed himself doing those things.

The fact that my husband,

the father of my children did those things...

What did you do?

I took the bag off his head.

I took his dress off and...

...other clothes he had stored away.

I put it all in a suitcase

and took it to the abandoned factory.

And we told everyone that it was a suicide.

That's better than the truth, right?

Do you think that he could've hurt someone?

Not the person we're looking for, she disappeared a few days ago.

But the women whom the clothes belonged to...

I don't know. Relax.

This will be handled with discretion.

You're gonna kill me, Eva.

I burst a tire and left the bumper against a signpost.

On top of that, I lost mum's bracelet.

I got lost at the exit and don't know where I am.

In the middle of the woods.

There's some kind of red tank.

And some billboards.

Should I call the insurance company? A garage?

There's some kind of...

...red tank.

And some billboards.

Should I call an insurance company? A garage?

There's some kind of red tank.

And some billboards.

What should I do?

Hi, Alberte.

I'll go now.

You got all that from her?

Yes, but in exchange for the utmost discretion.

Don't worry about that.

Did she tell you where he got those women's clothes from?

She doesn't know. And the shoes?

Sonia told me that there were shoes.

Ten pairs, as well as ten outfits.

And what did she do with them?

Put them in another bag and threw them in the same place as the suitcase.

There was nothing there. Someone must've taken them.

Do you think Xacobe could've killed those women?

I can't picture him doing that.

But then I never pictured him cross-dressing to sleep with teenagers.

I suppose when we find out who's responsible for all of this,

I'll be surprised that someone like that

could've quietly lived among us for all these years.

It's Xacobe's van.

They haven't touched it since he died.

We shouldn't take things from a scene.

Sorry. It looks familiar.

A carpenter's? I don't know.

Take your jacket off.

OK.

- Let's see what else you brought. - Everything.

What do you think? That's fine.

It's... ...nice.

What's wrong?

Do you see clothes like that in fashion mags?

Right. A little more low-cut?

- A little sexier. That's what sells. - Yeah.

I liked it.

What do you want, to be in a bathrobe catalogue?

Let me pick.

Here, put this on.

It doesn't fit any more.

It will. Put it on.

Here.

Xabier, what are you doing here?

- What are you doing? - Come with me.

- Vidal doesn't want others to see us. - Fuck Vidal! Fuck everyone.

Not from any carpenter shops or renovation companies?

Great, thanks, Alberte.

If I think of something, I'll call you. See you later.

Once we're done eating, I'll take you to your owners, OK?

There were shavings like this in the box of eggs you gave me.

- I use them for the chickens. - The chickens?

It's the best thing for rearing chickens.

It protects them from the humidity and the cold.

Loads of people use rice hull because it's cheaper,

but when you use wood chips...

Where do you get them from?

Where else? The farm.

They won't let me go there because of the embargo.

But I still go. That's not an offence, right?

No.

Could you tell me where that farm is?

Why?

Did you decide to do something with my embargo?

More or less.

Good afternoon. Conchi, two steaks.

Medium, right? One medium and the other rare.

Coming right up.

Xabier, what are you doing?

I'll never pay you again.

If you need money, ask me for it.

You said your job was to make me happy, but that your happiness didn't matter.

If you're not happy, I'm not either.

So, you don't care if they see us together?

Do you want a starter?

Where did you learn to do this?

With my cousin. OK, done.

Let's see now.

I'm just kind of scared.

It's one thing taking random photos, but with these lights, clothes...

Forget all that and relax.

Look, this could help.

OK.

Hi, gorgeous. A beer.

Hi. Another one.

How's this?

Perfect.

OK.

Look, now we're going to try something a little more daring.

You want me in a swimsuit?

No. Take off your shirt.

You'll have your bra on.

Come on. It'd be the same in a bikini.

OK.

OK. Great.

Am I doing a good job?

A very good job.

Such a good job that we're going to try something a little more artistic.

Take off your bra.

You have to decide.

I'm no expert, but this looks like a satanic cult.

There are altar candles and things from the church.

No, I...

Was it you?

You'd better cooperate.

I don't have to because I'm not alone.

You have no idea of the power of Satan.

And just how rooted its darkness is in this town.

You recognized those guys at the restaurant, right?

Swear to me that you won't do anything.

Don't use God's name in vain.

Above all, you'll love God.

Xabier, please.

Did Marta give you something to hold onto? SD card, a memory...?

No.

You wouldn't know where Marta hid those things, would you?

See how you do seduce the camera?

I want you to leave as soon as possible.

Ana, this is dangerous.

I'm not leaving until you catch the culprit.