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SUPERMAN RIDE OF STEEL
-Did something happen to Isabel? -No.
We don't see each other in years and you turn up here at 6am.
Are you making me wait until a more convenient time?
No, come in.
-Let me put some pants on. -Not on my account.
A man in his underwear doesn't scare me.
I'm sure.
I liked you for my daughter, you know?
She never shut up about her partner.
You really helped her when she started.
In every sense.
Now she can't even look at me.
-Would you like a coffee? -No, thanks.
What's this?
Nothing.
I'm working out if the killer has a pattern.
-Have you got anything? -I can't talk about it.
Right, I know how it is.
I don't want to bother you.
But you're the only one who can help me.
You must get Isabel away from this.
So much for not bothering me.
You're in the wrong place. It's not up to me.
-A cop has his ways. -And a psychiatrist doesn't?
It's not the same, you know that.
What do you want? For me to go behind her back?
She doesn't sleep.
She's losing things,
she can't remember where she parked her car.
She's a mess. Can't you see that?
-You don't have kids? -Not that I know of...
Then you can't possibly know how I feel.
When you have a child,
your sole purpose in life is to keep them safe.
I would give anything to help her right now, but I can't.
Do whatever you have to.
But get my daughter off this case.
You got fat.
And you're going bald.
So, what is it that is so urgent after all this time?
-The vacancy at your precinct. -The inspector role?
I've got just the person.
-Who? -Isabel Mora.
-Mora? -She's an excellent cop.
Sorry, I don't take anyone's leftovers.
Your boss's idea?
Mine.
We don't do charity in this job.
That girl is trouble right now.
See you in another five years.
It won't be that long.
You sure of that?
Nice try, but you're stuck with her.
Remember that stash you found in La Barranquilla?
You weren't in that unit.
I read the reports.
Forty kilos of hash inexplicably became fifteen.
I'm not great at math but I'm missing 25.
You wouldn't want that accounting error
coming out now, Commissioner Medina.
Any news?
-Nothing. -Nieto! Isabel!
We have a meeting 9am tomorrow, Department of the Interior.
What for?
What for? They were pretty brief but I'll translate for you.
They were pretty brief but I'll translate for you.
They're questioning our ability to work this case.
So, they've called us in to screw us over.
Nieto, the only progress we've made is being on trash TV.
-You don't have to remind her. -You don't have to defend me.
You don't get how serious this is.
I don't have to prove I can do my job.
But I do.
We're going to do a full presentation
of our lines of inquiry, if that's okay.
So they can't fault us.
So they can't fault us. -Oh, they will. -Well, we'll see.
-Oh, they will. -Well, we'll see.
Commissioner Medina? What does he want now?
-Let's go. -Hi, Andrรฉs.
I have a lot at stake so I want us to do our homework.
If you intend to do nothing, tell me now.
-Did you hear me? -Yes.
Right.
I'll put together a presentation with photos, documentation...
so they can see it all... clear as day.
-Will they have a projector? -I guess so.
I just spoke to Andrรฉs Medina, Central District Commissioner.
He asked for an inspector who's an expert in analyti--
Well, he asked specifically for you.
-Inspector? -Inspector.
When?
To start immediately.
There's movement at an abandoned industrial park.
There's movement at an abandoned industrial park. We got a call reporting suspicious noises.
We got a call reporting suspicious noises.
Hello.
Mom?
I'm going to take it.
I'm glad.
So am I.
It'll be good for you.
It'll be good for everyone.
Well...
Looks like this is our last awkward silence together.
Is that my mom? Pull over.
Mom?
What are you doing coming out of this hostel?
Nothing.
Seeing a friend.
-What? -She's separated
-What? -She's separated and she's come to live here.
and she's come to live here.
To this dive? What friend?
Honey, what's with the third degree?
It's just strange.
Has she got money problems
or... maybe she's hiding from her husband?
She's fine, don't overthink it.
I have a class to get to. Look after yourself.
There's a way in through here.
Come on.
Freeze! Police!
-How many are there? -There's a full truck outside.
We don't know how many are out there already.
The people are making a murderer their hero.
A murderer. What is the world coming to?
They're reacting to what they see as injustice.
No, Nieto, no.
Take them and burn the lot.
The idea is out there
you can't control how people think.
I'm not trying to be the Thought Police.
Yes, I've read Orwell, too.
I haven't.
-But I saw the movie. -It doesn't end well.
So, burn the lot. And another thing.
LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING STUCK WITH ISABEL
I DON'T OWE YOU SHIT ANYMORE GO TO HELL
Witch.
She's under my control now. I watch her every move.
Her house is my house. Her eyes, my eyes.
You left me empty all these years.
I feel nothing.
I'm the victim. Not you.
You've stripped me of my essence.
You've castrated me.
You've taken everything.
It's awful to live unstimulated.
Awful.
Just let it be, girl.
When I was nine, I asked my mom about my dad.
She said he was a guy from her school
who wanted nothing to do with me.
So you think you'll find the truth in her diary.
It'll just be full of crap.
ISA & SERGIO FOREVER
Sergio Renedo.
It says he's the love of her life.
What if my dad did want to know me?
What if my mom's lying about that, too?
She hides everything from me.
I'm tired of it.
I'm going to find out and take control of my life.
Okay, it was Sergio, who?
Are you searching for him?
Renedo.
Look.
PLEASE WASH YOUR OWN DISHES
Goddammit.
Morning.
What the hell is that?
This? There's a box full in the warehouse.
-Want one? -Where are you from?
IT department. I'm new here.
That's damn clear. Take that off right now.
Okay.
It's just... I have to get this to Isabel Mora.
-Could you...? -What is it?
-Could you...? -What is it? Data she needs for tomorrow's presentation.
Data she needs for tomorrow's presentation.
-Her? -She won't be there.
What did you offer him?
What did you offer him? Your buddy must owe you big time
to get stuck with Isabel Mora.
-Hang on, I think... -No, shut your mouth
or I'll knock your teeth out.
Well, then you won't understand what I'm about to tell you.
You're making a mistake not taking that job.
Who are you to meddle in my life?
-I won't justify what I do. -No.
But I won't let you manipulate me.
You're nobody. You hear? You're nobody.
I do what I think is right. And always have.
I'm not about to change now.
You're early.
I know the area well.
I work it a lot.
Wow.
Such elegance.
-So luxurious. -Save the tour for afterwards.
-Should I undress or...? -No, don't.
Lie down. On your back.
-Is this alright? -Don't speak.
Close your eyes.
Eyes closed.
You're asleep.
Eyes closed.
Don't move.
Don't blink.
Close your eyes, dammit.
-If you tell me what you want... -You have to be asleep.
It's not that complicated.
Sleep.
Not complicated.
Come on.
Get out.
-What did I do? -Get out, now.
I can do whatever you want me to.
I can do whatever you want me to. Just go.
Just go.
Holy shit, you scared me!
You could have just called.
I was interested in meeting you.
It's not mutual.
You're the one who came to me.
What can I do for you?
I won't ask about your morals, it's clear you don't have any.
And it's clear you don't care.
As a woman, you know what you've done.
Well...
-Firstly, I'm a reporter... -Firstly, you're a witch.
Don't you realize I'm selling you as a heroine?
Getting over your trauma, defending your attacker.
Even fulfilling your duty as a cop
when you shouldn't be on the case.
What more do you want?
For you to stop talking about me.
What if I don't? You'll report me?
Do you really want to add fuel to the fire?
I don't recommend it.
That's coming from a media professional.
Some reporter. Such insight.
Right.
Let's do something.
What if you told your story?
Your version of events. The platform is there.
Whenever you like. Listen.
You know I have a gun, right?
You're aware of that?
I am.
I also see your hands shaking. So we're done here.
I'm about to go live.
Think about my offer.
Come on!
Open up.
Come on, open the door!
It's a public restroom, man!
-What's going on? -I've been waiting here an hour.
So open it.
Open it.
Come on, please. Just open the door!
Isabel.
-Are you alright? -Hey, are you okay?
Can you hear me?
-Can you hear me, Isabel? -Can you hear me?
This guy took revenge on a rival drug gang
by burying their wives and daughters alive.
How poetic.
Have you got it?
"Time served."
What an animal.
Which one, the killer or this bastard?
They'll love that at the DoI tomorrow.
Goddammit!
These are suede, dammit!
Oh look, here she comes.
-I'm working. -That's great.
Your dear friend Isabel came to see me all revved up.
What did you expect?
Not that she'd threaten me with a gun.
-Sounds like she didn't use it. -No.
She just threw up on my shoes.
She threw up? Isabel?
Isabel threw up, that's right.
She was slumped in the parking lot restroom, okay?
She looked like shit.
She's taking something, I'm sure.
Don't put that on me too.
I have to go.
Asshole.
-You look like shit. -Matching with my surroundings.
-Approximate time of the murder? -They're on it.
Great.
I'll sort things for tomorrow. You take a break.
No. I'm absolutely fine.
I'll deal with the presentation.
You just turn up on time.
Very well. We'll meet at the precinct then.
-That way you can supervise me. -Sounds good.
Hey, I'll have a gin and tonic.
Rough day?
The worst. I just left my lawyer's office.
I had a tough divorce, too.
Kids?
Two. Twelve and seven.
Bad ages.
I have three, they're older.
They got used to it.
-Two more. -No.
-I don't really drink. -You deserve it today.
Ain't that the truth.
I need to change lawyer. This one's too soft.
She concedes to everything he asks for.
A measly alimony after years of putting up with him.
Dealing with his bullshit, his cheating...
I'll grab them. Excuse me.
Thanks. Keep the change.
Here you go. And custody?
He's not interested. Dad of the year.
If you like...
I can put you in touch with my ex's lawyer.
A real bulldog.
I expect you deserved it, right?
-Maybe. -I'm sorry.
No, it's fine. Cheers.
-I didn't mean it. -Cheers.
Cheers.
This is going straight to my head.
It's been an emotional day.
Are you alright?
I feel weird.
I'm going to head to the restroom, okay?
-Yes. -Don't go anywhere.
Shit! Shit! Shit!
PAROT CASE. PRESENTATION
FOR THE DEPARTMENT OF THE INTERIOR
Guys, quit hanging around to talk to girls at the end.
Don't make them feel important. We should finish and split.
Let's go grab a beer, we've earned it.
Sergio.
Hold up a sec, guys.
-Hey. -Hello.
You don't know me, but I know you.
You were my mom's boyfriend in high school.
My name's Sol.
What high school? What...? Who's your mom?
Sorry, I'm not making sense.
Okay, Isabel Mora, my mom...
-You're Sergio Renedo, right? -Yes.
Well... I'm your daughter.
Isabel was your girlfriend.
Right, of course. Isabel.
-How is she? -Now you're interested?
-How could you turn your...? -Wait. What's she told you?
I'm not your dad. It's impossible.
I thought...
if you saw me, you'd change.
You'd want to get to know me. I was stupid.
I used to imagine what you'd be like.
Listen. You seem like a nice kid,
Listen. You seem like a nice kid, but I can't be anyone's father.
but I can't be anyone's father.
-Right. -Let me finish.
I can't have kids.
Are you impotent?
Sterile. I'm sterile.
You can't be my daughter.
Sergio, let's go.
Your mom dropped out of school suddenly overnight.
I never heard from her again.
I'm sorry.
I'm not going to a wedding.
Or a convent.
What?
-It's Nieto. -I know. What do you want?
I know we said we'd meet at the precinct
but I'm going straight there, I have to go to the bank.
-Does it have to be today? -Yes, it does.
Okay, right.
I'll go straight from my place to the DoI, then.
I need you to go to the precinct and pick up some files.
Files? Today?
Files? Today? Yes, find the case file on the Usera subway murder.
Yes, find the case file on the Usera subway murder.
-Why do we need that? -It's a case we closed quickly.
What's it to do with the presentation?
We don't know where they'll come at us from.
Best be prepared.
Plus, we have to show them we know how to do our job well.
Plus, we have to show them we know how to do our job well. The presentation is perfect, no loose ends.
The presentation is perfect, no loose ends.
I don't doubt it, but we should cover ourselves.
Okay.
Fine.
POLICE STATION
Subway...
Usera.
No way.
For god's sake. You've got to be shitting me!
Agent Isabel Mora was raped by one of the parot ex-cons
No.
No. No.
Damn. No.
Please!
Please!
Please, open the door!
DEPARTMENT OF THE INTERIOR
Wasn't Isabel with you?
I had an errand to run and I asked her to get the file
on the Usera subway murder to include it.
on the Usera subway murder to include it. Call her, find out where she is.
Call her, find out where she is.
So, Isabel is the only one with all the material,
So, Isabel is the only one with all the material, we don't know where she is and she isn't picking up.
we don't know where she is and she isn't picking up.
Don't you have a copy?
If she doesn't show, I've got it all up here,
-in my head. -That's very comforting.
We can project family photos.
-Mr. Secretary. -Commissioner.
Enough with the formalities. Thank you for coming.
It didn't seem we had a choice.
-We're all very busy. -Weren't there three of you?
Isabel Mora, yes.
-Shall we wait? -No, we can't wait.
All of us here are fully aware
of the controversy surrounding the Strasbourg Court's decision
to overturn the Parot doctrine.
Right and left are on the same page, for once.
But having a killer on the loose murdering ex-cons
puts us in a difficult position.
-I understand. -I don't want you to understand.
I want him caught.
Then give us more resources.
You respect something you don't agree with.
That's a fact.
It's also a fact that the National Police Force
needs more time and resources.
The resources are what they are. And we have no time.
Let's not waste more, then.
Regarding the projector...
Isabel Mora.
Sorry I'm late.
-We were just starting. -Ready in a moment.
Hello.
Hello?
What, your friend isn't here?
-Did you see him leave? -I never saw him come back.
He didn't spend the night here.
Isn't he a bit young for you, ma'am?
Isn't he a bit young for you, ma'am? Do you take this much interest in everyone in this dump?
Do you take this much interest in everyone in this dump?
This is a respectable place.
This is a complete shit hole.
I hope you're paying him well, it takes a strong stomach...
Is there a problem?
Here he is. Enjoy.
-Where were you? -Around.
Why did I give you a phone?
You worry about me.
I like it.
You know what it's like out there.
-What if something happens? -Relax.
Don't do it again.
You care about me.
I care about you just enough.
We're ready.
We've split our assessment into two parts:
a timeline and progress in the investigation.
The data is thorough and up-to-date.
You'll see photos of the victims,
You'll see photos of the victims, the weapon used in each case
the weapon used in each case
and the repercussions of each event.
Shall we?
Just a second.
Just a moment.
It's written up and saved, it must be here.
END OF PRESENTATION
It has to be here. There are 14 pages,
including all the documentation, photographs, other images...
So...
Come back when you're properly prepared.
Let's not waste more time.
Damn!
Damn!
Isabel!
Isabel!
Where are you going?
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Isabel!
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