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Hello?

Are you fucking kidding me? It's 4:00 a.m.

What?

Stay there, I'm on my way.

What happened? Where are you going, Gerardo?

Stay here.

Detective.

Díaz.

Have you told anyone else about this?

No, detective.

I thought you might want to see this as soon as possible.

Talk to me. What happened?

My shift had already ended.

I was on my way home.

Then this farmer stopped me.

He scared the shit out of me.

Did he speak to anybody else?

No. I told him we would take it from here.

Great.

I found her in the same state as all the others.

Undressed. Tied.

With bruises on the neck.

As if The Undresser had come back to life.

No. Some psycho wanted to copy what he saw on TV.

It wouldn't be the first time.

What kind of maniac would want to copy The Undresser?

Did you touch the body to see if she's alive?

Alive?

No way.

She's already pushing up daisies.

Díaz!

Call an ambulance!

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EMANCIPATION

Honey.

What is it? What time is it?

It's still early morning.

How many more nights will you sleep here?

María, I don't want to talk right now, please. I'm tired.

I'm exhausted. I need some sleep.

- I can't sleep. - Okay.

Yesterday I went to Paola Machado's funeral.

Who's Paola Machado?

The Undresser's most recent victim.

Why would you do that?

I don't know.

Her sister came to the station, and I talked with her.

The same place Natalia is buried.

The same as Natalia's.

I've been thinking a lot about her lately.

At work, it's like she's behind every decision I make.

It's almost like...

Honey?

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Jessica, how are you?

What do you want?

Sorry, I went to the restaurant, and your boss told me where to find you.

I just need a few minutes. May I come in?

Why did you go to the burial?

Because I know what it's like to lose someone you love.

- Hey, where are you taking her? - Sorry, who are you?

Detective Herrera. I have her case.

Someone tried to hang her with a rope.

It wasn't with a rope, it was with the hands.

Tell me something, Doctor.

How did she survive?

She has a tumor in her neck that may have hidden her pulse.

He checked, he didn't feel anything and thought she was dead.

Will she survive?

We'll find out in a couple of hours when she comes out of surgery.

Do we know her name?

Alma Álvarez. Her friend identified her.

Friend? Which friend? Is she still here?

Yes, in the waiting area.

- Let's go. - Thank you, Doctor.

We request that all hospital personnel...

We have to talk to her when she wakes up.

Detective. Lucas Otero, from Independencia.

Where's Nacho?

They sent him to Congress. Now I'm assigned to the police.

Okay, good to know.

I received a report

that said that a woman was found in the sewer system near the highway.

Could you tell me anything about her?

No, there is nothing to say.

But I heard that you were there.

- I don't know if she's in this hospital. - Let's see.

- Lucas, right? - Yes.

Look.

I don't know where you get your information from.

But if there is anything important we can tell you, we will reach out to you.

Don't let him pass, Vaca.

Was there anyone who could or would want to hurt her?

Hurt her? No, not at all.

How long have you known her?

Well, since she arrived at the store.

She has been in this city for almost a year.

She comes from San José del Pacífico.

I think she had a tough time back there.

- So she's running away from something? - No.

Well, not that I know of.

More precisely, life hasn't been kind to her.

Relatives? Friends? Acquaintances? Boyfriend? Partner...

No, she didn't want anyone.

- Well, there was a guy. - A guy?

Yes, a guy who harassed her. But she never had any interest in him.

He went to the store several times.

What can you tell us about him? What was he like?

He had a beard.

What else?

Listen, in this city, there are thousands of people with beards.

What did he look like? Tall, short, skinny?

- He was tall and, like, strong and rich. - Uh-huh. What else?

Rich? What do you mean rich?

Rich, stylishly dressed.

He was always clean.

And I told Alma to go out with him.

Do you remember his name?

Are you sure you don't remember his name?

This may help your friend. You understand that, right?

Would you recognize him if I showed you a photo?

Look.

Any information would be very helpful.

If there is any information you think we could use,

don't hesitate to contact agent Díaz.

I told the police everything I knew.

I need to store my things, or I will be charged for another month.

I just need your help identifying the car you saw in the alley that night.

Why?

They already have Tito Flores, don't they?

And he's rotting away, just as he deserves.

Tito Flores didn't know how to drive.

What do you mean?

Look, I don't want to jump to conclusions yet,

but there's a possibility that Tito Flores wasn't The Undresser.

So you got the wrong guy.

We are analyzing all possibilities.

Would you help me?

Please.

At the cemetery, I saw a car with a white roof.

I froze. I couldn't see the license plate of the car, but...

I have these clippings. Can you recognize one?

Is there one like that night?

CLASSIC CARS

Captain. Captain, I went to see Jessica.

I showed her all these cars, and she chose this one.

Which is the same make and model I saw at the funeral.

It's this one, with round lights on the sides.

Why do you keep talking about this?

Because we both saw the same car.

The thing is, I saw the car was dark red. And she says it's brown.

But maybe she didn't see clearly because it was dark.

How many cars with white roofs do you think there are in this city?

Thousands.

You know what I call this?

A fucking coincidence.

But if the owners of this model had criminal records,

- that would be something, wouldn't it? - No.

By the way, you were late this morning.

That's your job.

Do your fucking job, María.

Or I'm the one who's going to fire you.

Go with Chela and file for the rest of your shift, plus three extra hours.

And while you're at it, answer the phones.

Take your clippings with you.

Sir, Mr. Cabos is going to make an announcement.

Attention, please. Please come to the main hall.

I have an important announcement.

Well,

I want to tell you that for the first time in the 27 years

I've had this company,

I'm ready to appoint a partner to help me lead it.

Someone who shares my vision of the future.

Someone who has the talent, the desire,

and the necessary leadership

to go further than I could have gone on my own.

I'm going to ask you to join me in congratulating...

Miguel Ballasto.

Me? Uh-- Really?

Thank you very much. I'm glad. I won't let you down.

Great.

Alex. I had no idea.

- Thank you. - Congratulations.

I couldn't have done it without you.

- I'm glad. I'm glad. - Thank you. Thank you.

How's it going, Billy?

Mr. Cabos just announced that the promotion was for Miguel.

I'm so sorry. I never thought that this could happen.

I-- I didn't mean to.

I told you this would happen.

But-- There's nothing you can do?

I mean, there must be something, right? Maybe you can--

What do you want me to do?

You want me to go to Mr. Cabos and beg him?

Get down on my knees?

And tell him that I am a much better architect than Miguel

and that I'm the one who deserves the promotion?

Is that what you want me to do?

He just announced it in front of the entire office. That bastard.

Sorry, I don't know what to say.

You don't need to. You've said enough already.

I'm calling you because there's gonna be a party today to celebrate Miguel.

Well, I need you to be here with me, by my side.

- Tonight? Oh, but I have to-- - You have to do what, María?

You have to do what, María?

I have to stay late, filing.

So, you do it another time.

You stay and file another time, but tonight you have to be here with me.

I-- I know this is important, honey.

And I want to be there.

- But-- - At least make an effort.

We are in this situation because of you.

María?

Well, see you at 7:00.

- Fine. - Please.

Let me see what I can do.

Sorry...

Ms. Vitse arrived.

Surprise.

- Hi. - Hi.

I came for a few days.

The hotel is so boring since you left.

But that's not why I'm here.

I came to ask you if you have anything to do tonight.

I have things to do... tonight.

You still want to save your marriage. Is that it?

I'm going to be in the boardroom with the jerk they left in charge.

Good to see you.

The Pilarica.

Did you think I was going somewhere else?

Thanks for coming.

Where's Clara? At work?

She doesn't work.

Right, she's more homelike, isn't she?

She's a volunteer in a children's hospital.

What if we take a walk?

The police are pushing me aside.

Tell me who, and I'll make sure they know who they're messing with.

Last night, a woman was found in the sewer system.

Dead?

Intensive care.

I told you the detectives would tell me absolutely nothing,

but a nurse confirmed she was there.

Apparently, she was strangled.

But listen.

The woman was found in her underwear.

Damn it. It's probably The Undresser. Shit. It's The Undresser.

- Not necessarily. - Hell yeah.

- What do you mean, "not necessarily"? - No. It could've been a copycat.

When a killer like this gets all the media attention,

there are sick people who would want to do the same.

This has happened since Jack The Ripper.

No! We fucking told them!

We told them, and nobody listened to us.

I know, I know, I know, but we can't assume.

We are not assuming.

It was the police who assumed since they arrested Tito.

- Who did you talk to? - With Herrera.

We need the information,

and Gabina is the only one that can get it.

Hello. Sofi.

I need Alma Álvarez's rope analysis right away.

For today. Please.

Thank you.

How's the brother who brought back safety to the streets of the city?

Fine. Fine.

I'm busy, okay?

You look tired.

Gera, you know what happens when you don't sleep.

That's not your problem.

Hey, that's not fair.

If you are looking for justice, you are in the wrong place.

I think you should talk to someone.

Well, let's not talk about your health anymore.

Tell me about the cases, like the old days.

Like the old days?

Like the old days when you weren't a gossip girl?

Everything you see and everything that happens here,

you tell your friends, don't you?

Gabina, what are you?

A Herrera or a cop?

She's awake.

Think about the question.

Get out of my office.

Good job, Gabina. Let us see, Alma Álvarez...

See how it all fits together?

Strangled, and she was found in her underwear.

Feet and hands tied with rope.

They requested the lab report to analyze the rope,

and if it turns out to be the same as all the others...

So he's The Undresser, no doubt. He's alive.

Sofia would be doing that analysis.

How good a friend is Sofia? She could get into trouble.

I don't know how good a friend she is,

but she's the only one with access to that information.

My brother thinks he's someone who tries to imitate The Undresser.

- It doesn't make any sense. - Lucas feels the same way.

That seems to happen when killers become very famous.

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It's stuck.

I can fix that.

- Go ahead. - Be careful with the originals.

We have to return everything as we found it.

We know Tito didn't kill these women.

Why would there be a copycat?

I'm just saying it's a possibility.

My brother isn't the only one saying it. Lucas does too.

Exactly. It has been happening since Jack The Ripper.

What? So they say.

Here's something.

They talked with Bertha Coura, who worked with Alma.

She stated that there was a man visiting her in the store.

So, how many times has he come here?

FLORES SHOES

Last time he left very upset.

Why?

Well, you could tell he wouldn't take "no" for an answer.

Yesterday he grabbed her arm tightly.

Do you think it was him?

Sorry, I can't stop crying.

Don't apologize, none of this is your fault.

- Would you like a glass of water? - Yes, please.

Alma is going to be fine, right?

The doctors are doing everything they can.

She was always a very good friend to me.

What do you mean by "good friend"?

Can you give me an example?

Well, I have two children, and when I had problems,

she would take my shift so I could leave.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Bertha, do you know if this man had a car like this?

No, I never saw him in any car.

Did he ever write his name on a receipt, or pay by check?

No. He paid in cash.

But... he gave me a business card for Alma.

Sure, I'll give it to her.

Let's see.

Based on the look on her face, she probably threw it in the trash.

- Juan Domingo Callos Robles. - Yes, yes.

- Can you give me a phone book? - Yes.

We must give this information to Gerardo.

Do you want him to treat us like last time?

So, what should we do? Call in an anonymous tip?

Most anonymous tips are false.

They won't pay attention to that.

We have to do something.

You agree that we won't be taken seriously?

You know who? Bertha.

Bertha could call the station

and tell them that when the guy came to buy the shoes,

he left his business card for Alma.

I like that.

You finally like something, sweetheart.

Our lunch hour is over. Aren't you going back to the station?

I have to go home and get ready. I'm going to Alejandro's event.

If you keep skipping work, you'll get fired.

This is important to him.

And your work is important to you, María.

You must tell him you have to work.

He didn't get the promotion because of me.

And then if you lose your job because of him, so what?

How does it work? Are you even?

- You don't understand me. - I don't understand you?

- No. - No?

Clearly not.

Because it seems you want to throw away everything you've worked for.

Go home, sit and wait all day, no?

You've always been there for that asshole.

He should be there for you.

Think about it.

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I remember that he gave her a business card.

And I found it in the trash can.

Hello? Herrera.

Detective, I have the results.

Sofi, tell me what you found, please.

You're not gonna like it.

The rope was handmade.

The same synthetic fiber as the others.

And the same braiding as the others.

But how many types of rope can exist with the same fiber?

In this case, only one.

Are you telling me this is the same rope we found on the other victims?

What I am telling you is The Undresser is still out there.

Sofi, I want that report. Please.

- Of course. - Thank you.

What do we do?

I bring good news.

Bertha Coura, the victim's friend, has just come to testify.

And she gave us the name of the man who had been harassing her friend.

Juan Domingo Callos Robles.

Seven reports of assault.

One attempted rape, but the son of a bitch got away with it every time.

Is this his address?

Let's go get him.

Let's get that son of a bitch.

Stop following me!

This is the last time I'm telling you.

If the licenses were not authorized, it was your fault.

Your fault! Your fault! Your fault!

Are you listening to what you are telling me?

That the police--

Yes, I know what I'm telling you.

That the police caught the wrong man.

- I need a favor. Lucas, listen to me. - Tell me.

Listen. I need you to go to Detective Herrera

and ask him to reopen the case. Please.

You don't understand what they do to journalists

if you mess with the police in this country, do you?

- I don't understand? - Uh-huh.

You don't understand what it's like being a woman

and to be on the street, and knowing that this motherfucker is free!

All right, I'm going to talk to him.

Lucas.

What is it?

I know you have a girlfriend.

And I really respect that.

I respect that.

If you no longer want to see me, just look me in the eyes.

I have a girlfriend.

I don't want to see you anymore.

Please.

Listen, gentlemen, we want him alive.

We will beat him until we get the information out of him.

- If he resists, you know what to do. - Yes, sir.

Police!

Anybody home?

What do you want?

López, cover me. Run, come on. Let's go!

María?

Are you okay?

Yes.

What the fuck were you thinking?

How could you follow him by yourself?

I don't know.

I wasn't thinking.

Weren't you thinking?

Do you know that he could have killed you?

Yes.

It's just that...

I didn't want to follow him, obviously,

but I just wanted to know if he had a car with a white roof.

And then he came out and I saw him...

I don't know what happened to me.

Promise me you'll never do anything stupid like that alone again.

Yes, okay.

Swear it, damn.

I swear.

We'd better get going.

Your car won't be ready until tomorrow.

I have to go to the station.

No. Not anymore.

When she found out, Ángeles took your shift so you could go with Alejandro.

- Really? - Yes.

It's almost seven o'clock.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

She got into a brown car.

- With the white roof-- - With a white roof.

Yes, you already told me.

But you don't remember the make or anything?

It was like this one.

This model exactly?

It was like this one.

They're bringing in the suspect. Because of the woman we found at dawn.

Is that him?

Oh, my God. That's him.

- María told me he hadn't been caught. - Calm down, Ma'am.

- It was you, asshole! Why did you do it? - Ma'am, that's enough!

- Lady, are you crazy? - I hope you die!

Get her away from me.

Get her out of here! No, get her out of here!

- Ma'am! Hey! - I want that asshole dead!

- Get off me! Please! - Calm down. Calm down.

He's a witness in a fraud case. Unrelated.

- Vaca, get some water. - Lime blossom tea.

Are you okay?

We know you visited the store at least four times.

You were stalking her, asshole.

And the last time you went, you threatened her.

That's not a crime, is it?

You're right.

That is not a crime.

But this one is a crime, motherfucker.

What's that got to do with me?

You tell me.

Do you think I did that?

Where the fuck were you Tuesday night?

At my house in Cuernavaca with Ana Nuñez.

And who the fuck is Ana Nuñez?

- My fiancée. - Your fiancée.

And does she know about Alma?

There is nothing to know.

Tell me something, motherfucker.

Did you tie them up before or after strangling them?

I've had enough. I want to go home.

You think you're so tough.

Because you think she's dead.

But let me tell you something, asshole.

She's alive.

She is alive.

And she will recognize you.

And you're going to rot in a fucking jail.

Don't fuck with me.

She's not even dead.

You know?

You are going to regret this, asshole.

I'm going to take your fucking job.

- Good evening. - Hi.

Thanks. No bumps or scratches, eh?

- Kiss me here. You look great. - Great.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You like that? - I like that.

Thank you.

Why are you helping me?

I still think he is a son of a bitch, but if you think he'll change,

well, I believe you.

María! Come on!

María.

Esme.

- Good to see you. - You too.

Congratulations on Miguel.

Thank you, sweetheart.

The truth is, it was a surprise.

I swear, when he called me, I dropped the frying pan from excitement.

I can imagine.

Miguel thought they would choose Alejandro.

He never imagined he would end up as his mentor's boss.

But hey, I really like your hairstyle. Very cute.

- Thank you. Have you seen Alejandro? - No.

We arrived on time, and I haven't seen him.

That's weird.

Hello.

Hello.

Need help?

No.

Do you mind if I stay here?

No.

Your brother is interrogating Juan Callos.

Yes.

You can tell he doesn't like to be wrong.

And he doesn't listen to other people either.

No.

You're not like him.

No, I guess not.

You're very honest.

It's hard to find.

Are you not honest?

Not as much as I'd like.

How sad.

I mean...

I don't always say what I really mean.

What I really think.

That's why I get in trouble.

And I get in trouble for saying what I really think.

My grandmother says that not everyone wants to know what goes on in my head.

I wouldn't mind if you tell me.

Do you like it?

Let's see.

Man! I love it.

Perfect. If we go to a fair.

It's the only thing I brought.

I have a jacket I can lend you.

I talked with Ángeles.

They were still interrogating the guy who attacked María.

You're worried that this guy is The Undresser.

And why should I be worried about that?

It would mean that your brother is not perfect.

You're going to tell me where the fuck you were on Tuesday night.

Do you think that if you keep asking the same questions,

I'm going to say something different?

You're gonna talk, motherfucker.

- Let go of me. - Step outside for a moment.

What do you want, idiot?

Step outside for a moment.

His alibi checks out.

Ana Nuñez confirmed they were in Cuernavaca

from six o'clock and all night long.

Hey, don't fuck with me.

I'm sure she's lying to cover up for that asshole.

No, because they were not alone.

His father was also there.

And?

Who is his father?

None other than Judge Callos.

He must be released now.

Fuck!

- What happened? - Detective. Lucas Otero.

- We met at the hospital. - I know who you are. What do you want?

I have some information that I would like to check with you.

The woman I mentioned to you, the one you found in the sewers.

She was in the hospital that day, no?

Hey, tell me exactly what you want.

I have information that the victim was found with her hands and feet tied.

Uh-huh.

Sounds to me like The Undresser is still on the loose.

Listen.

If you bring this information to light,

you would be obstructing an ongoing investigation.

You know that, don't you?

People deserve to know.

A story like this could catapult your career, or am I wrong?

With all due respect, you don't know me.

Listen, kid.

You don't know me either.

Are we clear?

Holy shit!

Sorry. Excuse me.

- Hello. - Hello. How are you?

- Fine. And you? Is everything okay? - Fine. Fine.

Do you remember me or not?

- Yes, of course, I remember. Yes. - Really?

Hello.

I don't mean to interrupt, but I saw you on the cover of Gran Hogar.

- It's you, isn't it? - Yes.

I just read the article and I recognized you.

The article is very interesting.

I've never met a famous person before.

Like who?

You.

Can I buy you a drink?

Thanks. But no thanks.

All right. Excuse me.

Good night.

Typical.

That wasn't very nice.

Rule number one.

Never accept a drink from the first guy who approaches you.

Why not?

I don't know. Everyone has their rules. I have mine.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Mother. Is Alejandro there?

No, of course not. He's at the party.

Where are you?

I'm at the party.

I've been here for a while and he's not here.

But he told me you weren't going.

Well, I ended up coming, and I can't find him.

Well, if he's not there, it means he's on his way.

Kids!

- Tell him I had to go to work... - Kids, that's enough.

- ...at the station. - María.

Are you really police officers?

- We try. - What do you mean, "we try"?

Hey, have some respect.

You are in front of Officer Gabina Herrera,

who is, without a doubt, the best female police officer in the city.

And-- And how do you handcuff someone?

You grab the person, you bend their hand--

No, you don't have to explain to me.

What if you teach me? Do that to me.

- Are you sure? - Yes, of course.

- Move over. Your hand. - My hand.

Relax. That's how they play. Everything's fine.

Be careful what you wish for, Dario.

Okay, enough. You are good.

- Shall we dance? - Let's dance.

- I'm going to the bathroom. - Yes.

I'll be back.

- Are you okay? - Yes.

- Are you hurt? - No.

- Do you want to get some air? - Yes.

- Should we go outside? Come on. - Yes.

- Ah, feels good! - It's so hot inside, eh?

Yes.

Hey. You're a great dancer.

- No. - Yes.

- Seriously, you dance very well. - Thanks.

- No. - Easy, easy. It's okay.

Wait.

Calm down, calm down. It's okay. It's okay.

Wait.

It's okay. Take it easy.

Wait! No!

Take it easy.

No!

What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?

Hey, leave her alone!

What do you want, asshole?

What is wrong with you?

What's going on? What are you doing, asshole?

Nothing! Nothing! She hit me.

- What's going on? - Are you okay?

- No, nothing. - Thanks.

- Shall we go? - What happened?

- Are you okay? - Fuck you, asshole.

- But what happened? I didn't do anything! - Let's go, man.

You know. Bitches.

It wasn't him. He had an alibi.

Impossible.

So, we're back to square one.

Is your husband's event over?

Yes, yes. It actually ended earlier than I thought.

Thank you for covering for me.

That's what good friends do.

Ángeles, you're the best.

Thank you.

Do you want me to answer?

No. Go rest.

You've done too much already.

Goodbye.

Police station. Good evening.

Yes. Tell me.

Uh-huh. Very good. Of course.

- Hello. - Hello. How are you?

Fine.

And you?

Fine. Better now.

Police station. Good evening.

I want to speak with a police officer.

I'm a police officer.

You're a police officer?

Shouldn't you be at home with your family?

Who are you?

They call me The Undresser.

In the next episode...

- Apparently we were wrong. -"We"?

We trust you.

I gathered the data of the possible owners.

Only one caught my attention.

We missed something.

We wish to inform you that we have entered

what we call Phase Two of our investigation.