All language subtitles for La.Red.Purpura.1x01.En.El.Pais.De.Los.Ciegos.A3P.WEB-DL.1080p.AVC.Castellano.AAC.2.0-Bryan_122-en

Come on, shoot.

And my mom?

Where is my mom?

(Muffled screams)

(gasps)

It's me, mom.

Stop looking for me.

How are we doing?

The fence is reduced.

Illescas and Rivas.

Fuck.
To take each other's asses.

Very good.

Yes, but there are no longer 39 addresses.
Now there are only two.

"And who's winning, girl?"
Patience, there is no rush.

Neither patience nor "pa letters",
I have a lot of miuras here

waiting to enter with everything
for a while now.

They've taken me for more than three
hours without knocking a door on me.

Let them wait,
which is his fucking job.

That does not worry me.
And what are you worried about, girl?

Zarate,
who has been in the bathroom for eight hours.

Very young, right?
to have prostate problems.

Yeah.
Here he has the prostate.

How do you know what they are going to broadcast?

Don't know.

What I do know is that, until today,
this server did not exist

and that the traffic in it,
to not be emitting anything,

is too high.

Not only is it too high,
but everyone who connects

They do it on a global level.
Berlin, Paris, Malta, Rome,

Córdoba, Argentina, Mexico.

Your server is supposed to
which is in Tumkur, Sri Lanka,

but your IP is masked.

The curious thing is that,
If we leave it exposed,

It has its origins here, in Madrid.
Where Mariajo.

Madrid is like the place
of birth in a DNI.

That's right, I'm risking my neck
and I don't lose it, that here everything

those people are not waiting
to watch a video of kittens.

And when they connect, what?

-That, if there is a receiver, there is an emitter.

Then I can sweep Madrid
and find the IP that launches the signal.

-How many people are outside waiting?

-Give it six figures.

About half a million people.

Half a million people pay

and wait to see the suffering
from someone live.

As a species, we are the only ones
capable of inflicting damage

(Screams and cries)

to another human being.

Just for the pleasure of feeling
that we are superior.

(SHOUTS)

I have you.

It's in Rivas.

This is in two minutes.
If not, I miss the rice.

-But if you the rice
You have it more than past.

Dani, dinner!

Sara, come on,
Call your brother for dinner.

-Dani, come down!
-Do you want to go up to the room?

and call it right?
Put down your cell phone, please.

-Go.

We went out! Go Go!
Coming out.

We're nine minutes away.
The time to arrive. We tell you.

I want you ready.
We are. We are.

Hey, Elena.

Come go,
In nine minutes we leave!

The fair begins, gentlemen.
Come on, let's go.

Come on.
Moving your ass!

Come on, people, come on!

Go for the sons of bitches
that they are giving ass!

Tonight we fuck them!
Come on!

I shit on my dead people!
Tonight we fuck them!

all my fucking life
Prepared for days like today!

We can not fail!

The upholsterer has arrived in your city.

(Mermaids)

Dani, come down, dinner's ready!

Dani, open the fucking door now!
It's dinner now!

And Daniel, what?
-Nothing, no matter.

Daniel, let's have dinner!

(Crying)

In the end I have to go up
and get angry with the child.

-No, you don't need to go up,
it will go down.

-This is what happens.
You're defending him all the time.

That's how the kid is. Hello!
-Alberto...

Give me the key to the little room.

-Sara, take it,
which is in the little bird.

-You have to talk to the community or
something, because this cannot be.

-Alberto, please.
Can you calm down?

What's happening?

-No, no, calm down.
Honey, calm down.

-They are passing through somewhere.

Police!
-Stop, Police!

Hands!
-What's happening? We have not done anything.

-On knees!
-But what do they want? What do they want?

-What's happening here?
Why are you here?

-We have not done anything.
-Clear! Clean!

-Clear.

Is there anyone else in the house?

What if there is someone else in the house.
My brother.

Where is?
Above.

Police!
-Hands where I can see them!

Down!

Lie down!

Tell me you have it.

I'm on it.

Buendía, tell me what he's recording.

Recording.

(Screams)

Good day.
-Still alive.

He's unconscious, but I don't think
May it last much longer.

We're out of time, Mariajo.
I know, Elena. I know.

They are going to inject him with adrenaline
to wake her up again.

They are in Puerta del Ángel.

Calle de los Arcos, 19.
It is a polygon.

Tell me you're close.
Orduño, Chesca, how far away are you?

We are 15 minutes away, but
for my eggs that arrive in ten.

Head, step on it, balls.

Elena.

Chesca, Orduño.

Damn, Chesca!

There is no time.

Go, go, gentlemen,
that eats up our time!

Come on, damn it!

Already! Let's get in now, damn it!
Come on!

Police!
-High! Police!

Down!
Police!

Still! Police!

Hands where I can see them.

Raise your hands,
motherfucker!

-Don't worry, I'm alone.
What the hell is going on?

It can't be, man.
It just can't be.

It's not here, Elena.
There is no one here.

("A Year of Love")

I don't want anyone to come in.

Don't bring him anything.

Not a fucking glass of water.

OK?

Elena is 16 years old.

And how many do you think he had?
the girl in the video?

No more than 18.

Well nothing.
No water or cocks or anything. Nothing.

This kid has no fucking idea
of why he is here.

And I doubt he knows that what he has seen
it's a crime.

You have to make him think,

let him get scared.

Does that movement sound familiar to you?

3.000 euros.
They were removed a few days ago.

I do not know.

No... I couldn't tell you.

We have several accounts.
We don't usually look at the statements.

His son took that money.

My son can't enter
to the accounts. He doesn't have access.

He used his card, Soledad.

These are images
from an ATM near his house,

where Daniel got the money.

3,000 euros.

The price your son paid
to attend online

to live murder
of a girl

From this girl.

Holy God!

-But what the hell
is he talking to me?

-It just can't be.

We track servers
and we found him.

His son paid to see that.

But this is a movie, right?

This is a lie.

They can't lock up my son
for watching a video on the Internet.

That girl was murdered yesterday,
Loneliness. It is real.

It happened live
and his son paid

to see how they tortured that girl
to death.

I advise you to find a lawyer.
They're going to need it.

I want to see him.

I am her mother.
I am within my rights.

Of course.

But not yet.
I need to talk to him.

My son has nothing to talk about.

Neither to you nor to whoever comes.

All this Internet
It has to be false.

They are making a mistake with my son.

They are making a mistake.

Hopefully.

I hope we are wrong.

We have a room enabled
to continue the interrogation.

When I finish,
You can talk to him.

We can't stay
with arms crossed.

We have to do something.

They can't stop Daniel
for getting on the Internet.

Maybe this video jumped out at him,
I know, by mistake.

Alberto, say something.
-He took out the money.

You have seen it.

My son wouldn't do that. Never.
-And what did he want the money for?

What if he did it, Sole?

Gave.

-I know my son.

Maybe you don't know him, but I do.

You don't browse with Tor, but in I2P.

So you have more layers to be able to
move without a trace, right?

-I have already told you that the video
I found it by chance.

I already stayed
because I thought it was fake.

-You only get to that chance
with a private VPN, a paid one.

How did you find the mission?

I've already told you.
I found it browsing.

You withdrew 3,000 euros from the account
of your mother.

You paid to enter.

Whom?
I haven't paid anything.

-And those 3,000 euros, what are they for?

Who did you pay?
I haven't paid anyone.

I am telling the truth.

-This is your browsing history
An hour before

to start
the broadcast of the video.

This code allowed you
enter the link.

You didn't arrive by chance.

Daniel.

Where did you get it from?

Look.

You paid to see this.

This is all a lie.

Can't you see it's a setup?
She is an actress.

This is what the Internet is about,
these types of videos.

You know that no.

You know.

Daniel...
But that it does?

I am here to help you.

But if you continue down that path,
you're going to end up locked up

in a juvenile center.

I am telling the truth.

You're lying.

Yourself.

Forward.

Albert?

I can't, Sole.

Can't.

Okay, Daniel, stand up.
and hands behind his back.

Can I talk to my son?

Hey... Make it quick, please.

Daniel, calm down, okay?

Everything is going to be fine.
Do not worry.

We're going to get you out of here.
-And dad?

-Dad is already moving sky
and land looking for a lawyer.

We're not going to leave you alone, darling.
Don't worry.

Come on.

Come on.

You don't have a soul.

He raised 3,000 euros from the parents
to connect live.

He is a minor
and those of the Juvenile Court

they don't like getting muddy
without compelling evidence.

So watch the video
and then you tell me.

And what about the girl?

Without a body, it seems complicated to me.

You can do something.
Does having GEOs seem too little to you?

What less, Rentero.

That you have put us in a basement
in the ass of the world,

in that shitty office
in which we are.

N having screwed up by releasing Vistas.
Not having destroyed the Macayas.

And do not make me talk.
If you are in a basement

It's because of all the shit you raised
with the case of the gypsy bride.

Antonio, she's going to raise your sugar.
Don't look for me, Elena.

Six months we have
with the network.

Either that girl shows up or, by far
internet video that you bring me,

I already tell you that that kid
he is sleeping at home

before you get to yours.

Watch the video.

Just the making of the video
lets us see

that those are not two murderers
who act on their own.

There are several cameras,
different planes that change.

It is a live performance.

-They count
with a very good infrastructure

to set up all this carnage.

It is not the first time that
we face a snuff video,

but this is not the work
of a madman

or an unbalanced person, no.

This is much more elaborate.

There's pasta here, huh?

Those two know what they're doing.
They know it very well.

Let's see, stop,
for a second the video, Mariajo.

Pass it to me.

Right upper corner.

Here.
Like a flash.

Do you see it?
Yes. There on the wall, right?

Yeah.

Is it a change of light?

Which may be due?
The flash of a camera,

someone taking a photo...
A lightning bolt.

One moment, one moment, one moment.

Skip ahead to minute 03:22,
please.

For a minute and a half,

one of the two murderers
goes out of plane.

I've always wondered where he was going.

And look when she comes back.
And look right there.

She leaves two footprints on the ground.

Motherfucker.

He was raining
and your boots are full of mud.

The Lightning. Where was there rain
that day, Mariajo?

From 9:10 p.m. on Thursday...

The only area in the country
that recorded rain

with electrical device was Jábaga.

There is.
-Basin.

As you have touched it,
I get really messed up.

Has anyone touched you?
-No, we haven't just taken it out.

-You better.

What's happening, Orduño?
What's up, Barrero?

You're so old, son of a bitch!
And you are so fat, bastard.

It's easier to jump over you than to go around you.

Look, meet you, Lavac...
Less presentations and to the mess.

The sooner you start,
Before you go.

You don't like working like this.
That's how you're getting, dog.

Good day.

The body looks
that they threw it higher

because in this area of the river
You can't get there by car.

The poor girl is screwed.

-And were you able to find the hand,
despite the current of the river?

-It's just that the hand...

We find it within her.

They put it in.
Damn, man, that's fucking disgusting.

I want to take her to Madrid.

I have the paperwork prepared.
Whatever it takes

as long as you don't mess with me
here.

-Very good. I want you out
right now everyone, please.

No, please no. No.

in your blood
There is no trace of narcotics.

They didn't drug her, she felt each one
of the wounds they gave him.

They injected adrenaline into a couple
of occasions to wake her up...

And continue torturing her.

When they decided to end it,

you all saw it,

They shot him in the chest.

But...

She died drowned.

What do you think she drowned, Buendía?
Don't fuck with me.

You yourself said that they hit him
a shot to her chest.

Yes, but she suffered from dextrocardia.

A rare alteration
what causes

that some organs
are displaced

a few centimeters
from her original place.

In this case, the heart.

Her bullet didn't even graze him, but she provoked him.
a heavy hemorrhage.

One of many.

Here you have the report.

There are not many people who suffer
this anomaly.

I had regular visits
on October 12.

Her name is Aisha Bassir

and the only contact she prays
in your medical report

It is that of a certain Mar Sepúlveda.

Oh, another thing, yes,

something strange, Elena.
Tell me.

In the amputated hand
There was a previous injury.

She cut off her thumb at least
several days before her death.

The wound is healed.

What's the point of cutting him off?
her thumb before the video?

Because?

Don't know,

but give me time.

Zarate.
Yeah?

Call Daniel, bring him.

Come closer.

Come closer.

Her name was Aisha.

She was 18 years old.

After bursting it,
They threw her into the river.

Look at her.

Take a good look at her, Daniel.

I what she had seen
They were short videos,

of a few seconds,
never a whole one.

For me they were fakes.

Until I heard about Dimas
and what she did,

that those were real,

they were serious
and that you had to pay.

-And that Dimas,
where did you hear about him?

-In HiddenWiki, he is a seeker.
-Hidden are categories

and there is no tab
That indicates snobbish behavior, Daniel.

-The forum was in Hidden, okay?

-And in those forums
who did you speak with?

-With many people.

I went from forum to forum
until Yarum wrote to me.

He is the one who should be here,
not me.

-Who is Yarum?

-The one who sells the links.

I just bought a fucking link.
Come on, Daniel.

you know more
of what you are telling me.

How did you meet Yarum?
One day I met him in Atocha.

Why did you stay with him?

I wanted to pay him in Bitcoin,
but I didn't want to leave a trace,

and since we didn't know each other, he told me
that he had to give it to her in cash.

Describe it to me.

About my father's age.
45 or 50 years.

I don't know. Thin, normal, with a beard,
as well as elegant.

I saw him for two minutes, really.
He took the money and left.

I thought he had robbed me.
-How did you get the link?

-By an email.

I want you to sign me up
your email addresses,

all, your users
and the forums you've been on,

all the passwords you use,
including your mobile PIN.

Cyclobenzaprine.

It's your nervous system,
wants more.

If you want to stop shaking,

Cyclobenzaprine.

I'm sure you know
where to find it.

In the video, who is Dimas?
The biggest.

That?
Yeah.

And the other? Do you know what his name is?

They call the other one Pavel.

Have you ever seen their faces?

No never.

They always go with their faces covered.

Tell me about Dimas.

I don't know anything, I swear.

I haven't killed anyone.
Make no mistake.

You have bought death
of a person.

You bought Aisha's death.

Do you know him?

No.

Doesn't it sound familiar to you?

I do not get it.

Come on.

You're going to have to tell him.

They are your people, your companions.

The longer it takes, the worse it will be.

It's none of your business, Mariajo.

He is my son and I will decide who
and when I tell him.

You're wrong, Elena.

Girl, what are you doing? Gross!
Please don't touch that.

Who knows where he's been?
Listen to me, she's very comfortable.

Already.

Surely Rentero is in a suite
fucking mother and he looks at us.

In Cuenca, with two balls.

There have always been classes, Orduño.
Yes, yes.

And it's always up to those of us below
eat shit

Do you know what's down there?

That?

A bar.

A bar? Damn.

I haven't seen anything like that
in my fucking life, Chesca.

In my fucking life.
And look, I've seen things.

Why do they leave the little girl?
thrown in the river? Busted.

You are a criminal organization,
fucking mother,

you have everything thought out,
and when disposing of the body

you leave her lying in the river,
for anyone to find.

The currents, Orduño,
that they are very whores.

What currents? Not even this was
the Orinoco, that river.

But if this is first
criminal career,

get rid of the body.
There are a thousand ways.

What if you burn it,
that if you dissolve it in acid,

They could have put it...

Now, fat man, listen to me,
that this shit of people

They don't care about the girl at all.
He doesn't care.

But they do it like that, shabby,
because this is Spain, fat man.

Either that or they wanted
that we found her.

There's something here that doesn't add up to me,
Chesca.

No. Something very ugly.
And I tell you one thing, Elena...

Elena knows things she doesn't say.

What's up, fat man,
Now with Elena, what's going on.

I'm sure it is.
Well listen to me,

you with this one, with Marrero.
How do you know each other?

Marrero...

I met Marrero in Bilbao.

They sent me there as a kid

when he was in full swing
this from the ETA.

Oh my gosh, how scared I was.

We became friends

and during an operation
They shot him three times.

And when he recovered,
he bought a country in Cuenca

and he came here, because of course,
in Cuenca, as you will understand,

It's not that there is terrorism either.

And doesn't it sound familiar to you?

One operation, three shots,
the BAC.

The Pitbull.

What I also tell you,

I can't imagine Zarate
retiring in the field, no.

The Pitbull in the field,
a goat fucker

What a bastard, man.

His fucking mother,
What must be endured.

What a bastard.

The last?
No no no no.

Chesca, the penultimate one, damn.
No.

Come on, yes, but if this, look,
People here... What is it today?

Tuesday, I think.

In this town, on Tuesday,
It's the new Friday.

Here in a little while is the little music,
the little light...

(DRAWING)

¿No?
No.

The penultimate one, the penultimate one, weak.
You take it, damn.

How short-sighted you are.

Come on, look, you already have company.

Why are you laughing? What are you laughing at?
What's the matter?

chesca...
She's pretty, huh?

Alright.
It's okay, no, it's not good.

Too much for you, fat man. Too much.

Gordo.

What a son of a bitch. Come on,
go for the shade,

that shit dries in the sun.

Their dead.