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[speaking very quickly]

Good work, boys.

Antonio, look at me.

You have to do like this.

Yes, Father.

The sun is going down.

We should get San Pietro

in the water.

Come on, boys.

My good people,

I give you San Pietro!

It is on this day

we commence the festival

to celebrate the loving holiness

he brought to this land

of great fishermen.

Que belle fuochi d'artificio.

Eva!

Que bella.

-Como esta?

-Bene.

I didn't know if you were

going to make it.

Have I ever missed a festival?

I know how busy you've been

with your new position.

I've been following

all your adventures.

Well, "adventures" is

not really the right word,

but, yeah, I guess it's nice

to do some good.

Some good?

You do a lot of good.

If my brother could see you now,

I know he would be so proud.

I don't think my father

would have liked my life choice.

He chose the life he did,

doesn't mean he didn't

want different for you.

Help! There is a body

in the water!

Quick!

Oh, my God.

Antonio, Antonio, don't look.

Stay back, all of you boys.

Don't look. Stay back.

Probably a fisherman

fell overboard somewhere.

I'm sorry the children

had to see it.

So am I.

We'll know more once

we can I.D. the body,

but that won't be easy.

I would say he has been

in the water at least a week.

Maybe more.

Looks like a titanium femur.

Yes, I think it may be.

I took a picture

of the serial number.

I might have a person who might

be able to identify this body.

Eva.

I need you to run

something for me.

Well, hello to you, too.

You all call and expect me

to drop everything.

Are you busy?

No. Not really.

What do you need?

A body washed ashore

during a festival I'm attending,

and the victim has what looks

like a titanium femur, I guess.

Ah.

Give me the serial number.

Serial number is

Hotel, Kilo...

-1-2-4.

-Okay, it's running.

What's the festival?

Celebrating local fishing.

I'm in Italy. I'm in Ostia.

My uncle is a priest here.

-A priest?

-Yeah.

It's my father's brother.

Can you believe it?

Wow, I bet they had some

interesting discussions.

Well, you don't know

the half of it.

Got a hit.

What is it?

Implanted two years ago.

Juan Paolo of Teruel, Spain.

Thanks, Sebastian.

Sergeant Vittoria?

We've got it.

Juan Paolo de Teruel, Spain.

Wow, that was fast.

That's the way we do it.

Grande.

This is not the way

I envisioned our festival.

Yeah. A body...

I have done so many funerals

before, but this is...

I know.

This is different.

I've seen far too many.

Come back with me.

At least we can

eat something together.

I don't know.

I'm not really hungry, Uncle.

Oh, Eva...

I don't see you enough,

and I don't want this to be

the memory I have until

the next time.

I don't want it

to be the memory either.

Okay, well, let's have

something to eat.

But I need to go back soon

to the ICC. I can't be long.

I'll take whatever time

I can get.

Earlier tonight,

in Ostia, Italy,

a decomposed body

washed ashore during

the town's Festival di Antonio.

Despite the decomposition,

Italian police were able

to identify the body

as that of Juan Paolo

of Teruel, Spain.

Sergeant Vittoria.

Have you checked the throat?

Excuse me?

The body that was

pulled out of the water.

Have you checked in the throat?

Who is this?

Hello? Hello?

A shell?

That's what

the medical examiner found

lodged in the throat.

It's a bivalve mollusc.

A scallop.

They're very common in

the Mediterranean Sea.

Well, this one

was placed there post mortem.

I'm going to assist

in the investigation.

I do agree, it is suspicious,

but a single drowned body

is not exactly our jurisdiction.

I know, Major,

but this is a town

close to where I grew up.

I know a lot of people there.

It's really personal for me.

The question is how the hell

this guy got Eva's number?

That's the question to answer.

The number was blocked.

The call came from Tarragona,

a land line registered

to a Mateo Cruz.

He's a reporter?

Barely.

He writes a travel section

for the Noticias Nacionales,

a Tarragona newspaper.

Could be how he got the number.

Newspapers pay for access

to reverse directories.

I'll notify the Spanish

authorities. This is information

they are going to need.

Could be a suspect, Louis.

Well, I can notify them

from here, too.

This started in Italy.

I'm still an Italian Sergeant,

Major.

I'm sorry, but I don't need

your permission to do this.

Okay. But I'm sending Arabela

and Tommy to meet you there.

I don't need any help.

It's not about need.

This is a team, Eva.

All right, sir.

Hey! Hey!

Okay, okay, okay!

Who are you?

What's going on?

Hola, Mateo.

Inspector Jefe, what's this?

Are you Mateo Cruz?

Yes.

Well, you're under arrest.

What for?

Suspicion of murder.

I... I didn't kill anyone.

Then how do you know

about the shell

in the victim's throat?

Ladies?

You're gonna want to see this!

Jackpot, right?

Please, just let me explain.

You can explain this

to Inspector Campo

when he gets you back

to the police station.

-Let's go and have a chat,

Mateo.

-I already told him.

What?

I already told him everything!

[in rapid Spanish]

Did you?

They won't listen.

That's why I called you.

Maybe you could help.

Help? With what?

This! The case.

Someone's killing young men.

By the looks of it,

you are, mate.

-Let him talk.

-Seriously?

Yeah. It won't hurt

to listen for five minutes.

Tell us. Talk, please.

Okay.

Last year, when I was

in San Sebastien, I heard

about a few missing tourists.

Then, while on another

assignment in Tarragona,

I found out about a few more.

People there talked about it

like it was a legend,

but I decided

to look into it.

When the men were found

at different places along

the Mediterranean,

I was able to get hold

of the autopsies.

They were all classified

as accidental,

so it wasn't hard.

And that's when I noticed

the shells being found

in the throats.

And no one found

this suspicious?

Por favor...

More than 1,500 people a year

drown in the Mediterranean.

Finding shells and other sea

creatures on the body

is not exactly uncommon.

Oh, yes, but the fact it was

the same shell had me curious.

So I took the information

to my boss, who told me

that it wasn't my job.

Then I went to the police,

who told me they'd look into it,

but I could tell they looked

at me like some...

conspiracy theorist.

And then yesterday I saw

the body of Juan Paolo found

in Italy.

And you saw me.

Yeah.

We did a story on your team

a few months ago.

A gambling scandal.

That wasn't true.

I'm sure it wasn't.

But I did some research,

and you guys are able to do

some amazing things.

So I thought maybe...

you could help.

What do you think?

Well, this is all speculation.

Technically, there's no evidence

that homicides

are being committed.

And you?

There are almost

a dozen missing persons.

If he's telling the truth,

then we have a prolific

serial killer on our hands.

Get him dressed.

I need him to come with us.

No. Señora,

that's not possible.

Why not?

This man has caused

an investigation to be started.

You can talk to him,

from his cell at

the Cuerpo Nacional de Policia.

Perfect, then.

-I did not do anything.

-I'm going to go with him.

-Eva...

-We can't ignore this, Tommy.

Eva, are you sure

his alibi stands up?

Well, of the six abductions

we can connect to this case,

travel records show he wasn't

even in Spain for three of them.

And in the other three cases,

he was at home in Tarragona.

I believe him, Major.

It's not enough of a reason.

That's not completely true.

I really believe

he's just stumbled on it.

And anyway, there's

no evidence to hold him here,

so the Spanish police

are going to let him go.

At the moment,

whether he did it or not

is not the concern, Eva.

You all know that

the team has to be invited

in on an investigation.

Is there even an investigation

on-going here?

But, sir, if he is right,

surely we at least owe it

to the victims to look into it?

I'm with Dorn. This is just

some nut job with too much

time on his hands.

If we can prove something

is going on, we'll bring it

to the court.

You're going to

look into it?

Yes, absolutely.

I'll grant the team

a modicum of latitude, Louis,

but until there's

actual evidence, it'll be

a very short leash.

-All right?

-Okay.

Hickman.

Okay, Eva,

this is your show now.

But as Dorn said,

you'll need to watch your

boundaries until we can get

sufficient evidence.

Yes, sir.

You can use my villa. I've got

all the information there.

That's not a bad idea.

Contact me when you get there.

-And, Eva?

-Yes, Major?

Don't make me regret this.

I won't.

You're really going to let

a member of the press in

on an investigation?

He's done months

of work on this.

He could be an asset to us.

And?

And after Sebastian's

problem in the news,

it would not hurt this team

to get a little good press.

Well...

-It's your call.

-Yes.

But in my dealings with them,

journalists are not

to be trusted.

Especially when they come

with good intentions.

Thank you for doing this.

It's not for you.

It's for them.

I just meant

thank you for believing me.

Eva believes you.

I'm operating under

very thinly veiled suspicion.

Okay, so...

where do we start?

These are drownings.

I'd say we start in the water.

All right, I've got all

the information digitized here.

Okay, Sebastian, it's not about

where the bodies were found,

but where they went

into the water.

All right, I'll take

where each body was found

along points

in the Mediterranean,

calculate in

estimated times of death,

and chart current patterns

along the water.

I can get it down to

a stretch of Spanish coastline

between Valencia to Barcelona.

That's 350 kilometres.

There's way too many variables

to get it exact.

Marine life, boat activity...

Well, it's a start.

Seeger.

This is Dr. De Luca

from the Ostia Morgue.

Yes?

I've just concluded the autopsy

from the victim of last night.

There seems

to be something... odd.

More odd than the shell

found stuffed in the throat?

Not odd like that. "Curious"

would be a better word.

Although the body was

soaked through with salt water

from the Mediterranean,

I found a trace amount

of fresh water in the lungs.

So he was drowned

somewhere else?

That would be my finding, yes.

Okay. Thank you, doctor.

Fresh water was found

in the lungs,

which means the killer

could have drowned them

anywhere inland

and then dumped them

into the Mediterranean.

There are more than

1,800 rivers in Spain.

Well, that just made this

a little more difficult.

Louis?

The court has authorized

further investigation

as long as the Spanish approve.

Thank you, Dorn,

but you could have called.

I hear you're using

a journalist as a source?

I believe he can be helpful.

He's a journalist.

We can't afford

any more bad press, Louis.

I know.

The Ostia morgue are running

tests on the water found

in the lungs.

They're trying to pinpoint

the lake or river it

may have come from.

I wouldn't hold

my breath, though.

No pun intended.

Dorn was able to get

authorization as long as

we can get Spanish approval.

That's not going to be easy.

Well, I'm kind of doubting

how much the water will give us.

We should start looking

at victimology.

-I could run backgrounds

on the victims.

-I've done that already.

Most of them were all alone

on holiday. Backpackers hiking

across Europe.

But that's where the connection

seemingly stopped.

Sebastian can run

a more thorough search.

Until then...

Maybe it's not the people,

but the places.

According to Mateo's research,

the two most frequent

abduction sites

are in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port

in France and Roncesvalles,

in Spain.

Wait for the lab results

on the water. See why

these places were chosen.

You guys check out Roncesvalles.

Hickman and Sebastian

will go to France.

I will meet you in Tarragona

when I can. Okay?

I can tell why you'd want

to spend a holiday here.

It's so beautiful.

Not quite as beautiful as you,

but it has its moments.

Seriously?

What?

Let's keep it in our pants,

mate. We're on this

wild goose chase because of you.

Goose chase?

Never mind.

I've been here many times.

Perks of being

a travel journalist.

Ahem! Blogger.

Roncesvalles has a rich history.

This is where Charlemagne

was defeated in 778

during the battle

of Roncevaux Pass.

Le morte de Roland.

Mm-hm. Nothing's more attractive

in a woman than intelligence.

What the hell, Tommy?

Look, while you two are making

goo-goo eyes at each other,

I've got my eyes on this case.

What is that supposed to mean?

That.

So this is the same kind

of shell found in

that bloke's throat?

Yeah.

Of course...

The Camino.

How could I not have seen it?

You have any idea

what they're talking about?

-Hi. Any news?

-Eva?

No, we haven't found

anything yet.

We may have. Look around you.

Do you see any scallop shells

on rocks or anything?

Now that you mention it,

we're at the last place one

of the victims was seen,

and we're looking at

the shell logo right now.

Yeah, they're everywhere

in this city.

Right. Meet us in Spain.

I might know how

he's choosing his victims.

All right.

You guys gonna fill us in

on your little secret?

He might be picking off

his victims on The Way

of Saint James.

Camino de Santiago.

-Santiago de Compostina.

-Yeah.

I know the place.

My father used to take me

on the pilgrimage there when

I was a little girl.

Its two most popular

starting points

are in Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port

and Roncesvalles.

You know the logo for the trip

is the scallop shell

stuck in the victims' throats.

So basically we're looking

for a religious nut

along a road filled

with religious people?

Like looking for a specific

needle among a stack of needles.

And the Way is thousands

of kilometres long.

If he's sticking to a pattern,

he's already looking for

the next victim.

And no way to narrow down

where he's going to go next.

I'm sorry, that's all I have.

I wasn't exactly expecting

company.

Well, I've had it worse,

I guess.

Thank you.

Well, make yourself

at home, please.

Which one do you know?

Excuse me?

This is not just

about a story, is it?

You're too invested.

I just want justice.

My brother. scar.

I'm sorry, Mateo, I--

No, no, please, don't.

Don't be.

We really lost him

a long time ago.

Drugs.

I hadn't talked to him in years

until he called me from Le Puy,

in France.

He told me he'd found a new way.

Didn't know he meant "The Way."

Then the Sicilian Police called.

Told me he'd drowned.

That's when you started

investigating?

I'd never really

been there for him.

It was an embarrassment

for me, the family.

He was sick,

and we did nothing.

I know the pain

of losing a family.

And feeling...

helpless.

Both of my parents

were murdered.

That's why I do what I do.

That was the Ostia morgue.

They were not able

to find anything

in the trace water sample.

If we can't figure out

where this guy is drowning

his victims, then...

What if we're looking at

it wrong?

There were trace amounts

of fresh water in the lungs,

but the body had been

in the heavily salted

Mediterranean for what, days?

What if the body wasn't dumped

into the sea, but rather

floated into it?

Yeah, but how many rivers

flow into the Mediterranean?

Not as many as you'd think.

Three main ones are

Po, Rhone, and Ebro.

Ebro's in Spain. But it's almost

a thousand kilometres long.

Inspector Chief Campo,

por favor.

-What are you thinking about?

-If he is sticking to a pattern,

maybe there is a body floating

towards the Mediterranean

as we speak.

Yes, this is Major Daniel

from the ICC.

I assume you received our

authorization from

the Criminal Court?

Then I will need a favour

of you and your men.

-Buenos días.

-Inspector Campo, how are you?

-Fine, thanks. You?

-Good, good.

My men found a body.

How can we be sure

this is even connected?

Excuse me,

can I borrow your tweezers?

-Of course.

-Gracias.

Will you please follow me?

Does this answer your question?

We will transport the body

to the morgue in Tarragona.

It's the first time

we have a fresh body.

There could be clues that

washed away with the others.

-I will tell Eva to go

to the morgue.

-I'll meet her there.

I will, too.

Never heard you volunteer

for a morgue run.

I just don't trust that tosser.

He's been all over Eva

since we took the case.

Are you worried

that he's bothering her,

or that it's working?

Church of San Bartolome.

It's beautiful.

Bartolome was one of

the Apostles of Christ.

He even witnessed the Ascension.

This is landmark number nine

on this map I have.

Are you doing the Camino too?

It's my 20th time.

Wow.

Yeah, it's...

My mother used to take us on it

every summer when I was a boy.

Lucky you.

Yeah, lucky.

Are you Catholic?

I'm not really religious.

I'm taking a cultural studies

class at my university,

and this seemed like

a pretty ace way

to spend my summer.

-I'm Pedro.

-Walter.

Well, seeing this is

your first time,

you must let me buy you a drink

at this great tavern in town.

Well, it has been a long walk.

Why not?

Great.

I've never actually waited

for an autopsy before.

-Are they usually this long?

-Usually can take longer.

If it wasn't for you,

Campo wouldn't have ordered it

immediately.

-Lucky you met me, then?

-Not so lucky for

the dead bloke.

I didn't mean...

I'm gonna go get a coffee.

I'm pretty hungry, too.

Would you like anything?

-No, thanks. I'll wait here.

-Okay.

Hey...

Hey.

Listen, I just want you to know

we are on the same team.

What team is that, mate?

Justice.

Really? This isn't just about

you getting a good story

for your paper?

Maybe you just like the scenery.

Do you mean Eva?

If there's something going on

between you two, I didn't know.

Just because I don't like you

doesn't mean I'm interested

in Eva.

That's good to know.

They found something.

In the initial examination,

I was able to locate

a puncture wound

-on the victim's neck.

-Well, drowning someone

isn't easy.

He's probably drugging them.

Exactly,

so we ran a toxicology screen

and were able to find a

massive amount of Ketamine

in his system.

Ketamine?

Like the horse drug?

Damn, I wanted to be

in Burgos by now.

Since it's my fault you're

behind, why don't you let me

give you a lift?

You're driving?

Isn't that cheating?

I said it was my 20th time.

I've earned the right to cheat.

But I won't tell on you.

You know, why the hell not?

This is my car.

It's open. Get in.

-Ketamine?

-It's a horse tranquilizer

mostly.

-It's also a narcotic.

-And this guy's injecting it.

If it's so easy for him

to have access to injectable

Ketamine, he might be a vet.

Or works around one.

A tech or a reception.

Sebastian?

There's a lot. I need

something to narrow it down.

Do you have any reports

of missing Ketamine?

Nope.

Veterinarians aren't regulated

like doctors or hospitals.

A vet can basically order

as much as he wants.

What about a spike

in Ketamine orders?

Mateo, in your estimation,

when was the first

murder committed?

About a year ago.

There are three veterinarians

in the area, in Alagon, Estella,

and Tafalla.

We're about 20 minutes

outside of Alagon.

We will take the other two.

What's the office address?

It's not an office.

It's a residential address.

A farmhouse.

Okay, let's go.

-What?

-Shh...

You're safe.

Then why am I tied up?

I had to get my mother.

She's gonna be here really soon.

She likes to see

the people I baptize.

Baptize?

Every sinner

needs to be absolved.

I'm not-- I didn't sin.

I seem to remember you said

you weren't very religious.

That doesn't mean I'm a sinner.

Yes.

Yes, it does.

Okay, copy.

They did not find

anything in Estella.

There's a truck in the driveway,

and some lights are on.

Someone's home.

Should we wait for the others?

They're miles away.

We can handle

a suspect interview with--

Um, Dr. Javier Almora.

-He's 60.

-Aye, a 60-year-old

veterinarian.

What's the plan?

-The plan?

-Yeah.

Plan is we're gonna go

and interview this suspect, and

you're gonna wait in the car.

Here, crack a window

if it gets stuffy.

No, wait, you cannot

just cut me out now.

What if this is the guy?

Probably this is not

the guy, Mateo.

And if he is, it's better

for you to wait here anyway.

-But...

-You're not a cop. I'm sorry.

You've got to wait here, okay?

So what's your problem with him?

Who, Don Juan back there?

If you gave him a chance,

you might find he's not that

different.

Really? I'm a cop,

he's a cop groupie,

trying to get involved

in a murder he should have

nothing to do with.

His brother was

one of the victims.

[Speaking in Latin]

Help! Help!

Shh...

Help!

Help!

-Maybe no one's home.

-Maybe...

May I help you?

Hello, sir.

We are from the ICC.

-ICC?

-We're police officers.

Oh.

We're looking

for Dr. Javier Almora.

Is he home?

My father?

No, not right now.

When will he be back?

We have a few questions

we want to ask him

about his vet business.

-I don't know.

-Well, can we come in and wait?

-Uh... I don't think so.

-Why not?

Um...

My mother, she doesn't like

people in her house.

But I could ask her.

Yes, please.

That's a good idea.

Mama!

Wait here.

Mama!

-Wait a minute.

-What is it?

-Ready?

-Yeah.

Eva?

Eva, can you hear me?

Eva...

Eva!

Shit!

Eva?

Eva...

Eva!

You on the bed!

On your feet! Up! Up!

I've got a body.

I've got a dead body.

Tommy!

Tommy!

Tommy, come here!

Eva!

Tommy!

Eva? Eva!

I'm here!

Where is he?

It's clear.

He's gone.

I found the father.

-Alive?

-Not for a long time.

Shit...

Let's get the car.

Where's Mateo?

He must've taken him,

and he's got the key!

Don't you see I'm saving souls?

How dare you interfere!

There's no sign

of them on the road.

I have my men

searching the Ebro river.

We will find him, Eva.

-After he's already

been drowned?

-Eva--

-We told him to stay in the car.

-This is our fault?

It's not our fault,

but we shouldn't have left him.

Look, something in this house

is going to tell us where he is.

Here, take a look.

That's odd.

What, aside from the fact

we just rolled a guy out of here

drugged to the eyeballs,

destined to drown?

No, this. This.

That's not original.

Some...

Some kind of home improvement.

What...

like a secret room?

Yeah, maybe.

You've definitely watched

too many horror movies.

Can you smell that?

Yeah. Come on.

Is she...

Dead?

Yeah, I think. Yeah.

This must be Mommy.

-Hickman.

-Yeah?

Look.

She's baptizing him.

They're not able to positively

identify him as Javier Almora,

but he's been deceased

for close to a year.

That's when

the drownings started.

The son's name is Pedro Almora.

By not reporting him dead,

he's been able to keep his

veterinary credentials

and keep ordering Ketamine.

When he wouldn't let us

in the house, he said something

about his mother.

Yeah, well...

there was nobody there.

Just found the mother

in the basement,

and it ain't pretty.

I'm thinking her and Dad

died roughly at the same time.

So, what, parricide?

Maybe. And then we saw this.

We're thinking

it's some kind of baptism.

That's starting to make sense.

Religious pilgrimage? Drowning?

So he's baptizing them?

Yeah, and he looks none too

happy about his own

in this photo,

which makes me think

it was a common occurrence.

-May I take a look?

-Yeah.

The mother forced him to do it.

Now he's continuing her legacy.

I know this place.

I don't know who you are,

but I'm sure you're a sinner.

My mother says everyone is.

The only way to get rid of it

is by baptism, you know?

So be happy.

Beloved in the Lord,

when the Saviour

sent out his Apostles,

He said unto them,

"Go ye, and teach all nations,

teaching them

to observe all things whatsoever

I have commanded you.

He that believe

and is baptized

shall be saved."

Do you accept the Lord

as your Saviour?

Oh... oh...

with your permission,

I baptize thee

in the name of the Father!

Of the Son!

And of the Holy... Holy Ghost!

Stop!

Don't move!

Mateo!

Breathe!

You're all right, mate,

you're all right.

Shouldn't you be resting?

I hate hospitals.

Anyway, I've got a hell

of a story to write.

You did right by scar.

Maybe.

Listen...

near-death experiences

make me hungry.

You want to grab something?

I'm buying.

The least I could do.

Not like--

Not like a date.

Unless you want it to be.

If not--

I do.

Okay.

Don't you have tell them

you're leaving?

Are you kidding?

They might make me stay.

Well, then, I'm going

to take you to

a very nice restaurant.

Oh, yeah?

It's a place where

my father used to take me

when I was a child.

They make a very good

Pinchitos there.

Okay.

Surprise me, then.

I will.

Well, it might not be

the best view in town,

but they definitely have

the best Pinchitos here.

Well, I'll be

the judge of that, no?

They do. You'll see.

-Cin cin.

-Cin cin.

Cin cin.

-Eva?

-Yeah?

You know,

I never said thank you.

You don't need to.

Are you ready,

Señor, Señora?

Si, Señorita.

[speaking in Spanish]

Eva?

-Eva?

-Yeah.

Do you want to get

the Pinchitos?

Yeah, I'll get

a Pinchito, please.

Okay, y Pinchitos tambien.

-Gracias.

-Gracias.

Thank you.

Everything's okay?

Something's wrong?

No, no, no, I'm okay.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

It's crazy.

Hey... what happened?

I just think I saw my father.

Your father?

I thought he was dead.

He is.