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Welcome, everybody. This is "Line of Fire",

with Francisco Pira.

The CODIP is the new police intelligence corps.

With it, the government aims to, once again,

combat the crimes that plague our country.

And while they attempt that, they ask us citizens

to give them our vote of confidence.

Once more...

On this picture, you see

the group that is in charge, starting today,

of protecting us from organized crime.

Gentlemen, this is a newly created group as you all know,

and its purpose is to uphold security in our country.

Our core values are respect,

loyalty,

and solidarity.

March.

This is Jimena Guerra.

This pretty young woman is not the Youtuber of the moment,

but she is the new agent heading up

the new millennial police.

The Secretary of Homeland Security

said that Jimena Guerra,

"represents the new role

for women in the country's security"

"strong, determined and always ready to fight crime".

Yes, I swear.

No, this is not footage of a feminist rally.

It's this morning's presentation

at the Department of Homeland Security.

Hello, Francisco, we're here at the CODIP facility

and I've run into Jimena Guerra.

Tell me,

how does it feel to be the image of the new police?

No, I'm not "the image" of the police.

I'm a part of it, and I lend my voice to my colleagues.

It's a huge responsibility,

so we're going to work really hard

to live up to people's expectations.

Tell me, is your appointment due to a gender quota?

Sorry?

How does Jimena Guerra qualify to head up

the government's most important police endeavor?

Listen, I got the highest average grade this year in...

Aren't you fazed by heading up a corporation

whose members are mostly men?

Do you think they'll respect you

just because you're a diligent girl?

I have some fantastic colleagues

and we stand shoulder to shoulder.

-Thank you. -Thank you.

Back over to you, Francisco.

Would you hire her to watch over your business?

Or would you hire her as a hostess?

Believe me, I would do the same as you.

Stay with us because after the break,

we'll see "Human trafficking",

a problem the police "deals with",

but can't quite sort out...

Over 5,000 women are victims of human trafficking...

Cornelia?

...and forced prostitution.

The study shows that many of them are tricked into it

through social networks.

Cornelia? Cornelia?

Has she been eating well?

Did you administer her medicine?

Erm... yes. I think so.

You think so or you did?

Well...

of course... it was...

Cornelia.

Your cat died of starvation, Mr. Pascual.

Either you didn't feed her

or you didn't give her the medicine.

All right, we have the target located and locked in.

Commander, do you copy? Ready to move in.

-Code Orange. -Move in!

Move!

Step to it, girl.

Move it! Shake your booty!

Stop! Stop, asshole! Stop!

Freeze! Stop!

Think twice before you do it, kid.

Your fear smells so good!

Don't go around playing cops...

you're going to get hurt.

Forgive me, Cornelia.

...And now it's time for

our most awaited Friday feature:

Which figure will win the Golden Bear prize

for making the Biggest Goof of the Week?

The nominees are:

Jimena Guerra, for: "And where is El Amarillo?"

and her boss, Martín Tolsá for: "And where is El Amarillo?"

Are you ready to find out who the winner is?

It's a draw!

Our panel has awarded the prize

to both Jimena Guerra and Martín Tolsá.

Neither has offered an explanation,

but well-informed sources claim

that they let El Amarillo go

because they're both colorblind.

Who talked to the journalist about "El Amarillo"?

Let's see if they're still laughing

when I find out which one of you ratted, and lock you up!

Do you think I hired you for that?

To dish dirt to the press?

I hired you to do your job well, for god's sake!

Damn it!

Did you at least talk to him when you were face to face?

How much did he offer you, Jimena?

Not even that?

So I bet you're shit scared. Right?

Guerra, in my office!

How am I, doctor?

Don't tell me I have the brain of a 20 year-old...

I'd like to talk to a relative of yours.

Did anyone come with you, Mr. León?

No. My daughter lives in Florida.

Wife?

She died around...

around...

She died.

Grandchildren.

In Florida, too. His name is Jonás.

Any neighbor you're close with?

Nobody else lives in the building...

Why? Something not right, or what?

Tell your daughter to call me. Day or night.

But, what's wrong with me, doctor?

How did Pira catch wind of it, Guerra?

I don't know.

Our first operation, damn it!

OK. We knew something might go wrong.

That's why we didn't call the media,

to avoid all of this!

It's been only a week,

and the media is making a mockery of us.

I'm really ashamed of what happened.

Why did you let him go?

Could we just run the tests again?

Sometimes they don't turn out right the first time, right?

Mr. León, you forgot to feed your cat, until she died.

There might be a mistake. We all make mistakes.

You're very young,

mistakes happen when you're just starting out.

It's like I just froze.

He looked at me and...

Training is one thing. Being face to face is another.

I know you are capable, Jimena. That's why I hired you.

And if not?

What if I'm not made for this?

If not, I'll make sure you're buried

under a ton of desk work.

Is that what you want?

Can I go now?

Mr. León...

Mr. Pascual...

You're losing your mind.

It's been happening little by little, almost unnoticed,

for many years.

But sooner of later you really feel it.

There's no way out of Alzheimer.

Alzheimer.

At an early stage.

Some Alzheimer patients have lived 20 years or more,

after being given a diagnosis, like yours.

With the right support, you can live reasonably well.

Even if you forget things...

I worked in the court for 27 years.

I remember exactly where I kept every folder and every file.

It's important to start getting into a routine...

and start thinking about who will take care of you.

I know all of my accquaintances' phone numbers by heart!

Look, not a single one on my phone!

It's important that you start writing everything down now.

And start putting names to things.

Here.

Leave yourself messages,

so you can get your bearings in case you don't remember

where you are or how you got there.

Am I going to forget everything?

In the long run, yes.

Memories, people...

words,

your character...

everything will slip away.

Am I going to forget who I am? Everything I've experienced?

Yes.

Hello.

Hi Sara. It's me. Your pop.

I know it's you, dad, the phone says who's calling.

Yeah, that's right.

-How's everything going? -Fine. How are you keeping?

Where are you going?

No, you're grounded.

What time did you get home last night?

But I said no. I'm fed up with being ignored,

I'm fed up with both of you and the way you treat me!

No, Jonás!

Dad.

Sara, sorry if I've caught you at a bad time,

but I wanted to talk to you.

Bad time...

It's always a bad time for me these days.

And you? Did anything happen?

No, nothing's happened.

Sorry dad.

Things with Jacob...

Aren't... aren't going well.

Dad, are you there?

Why bother talking to you if you don't care?

Of course I care, Sara.

I heard you yawning, dad.

Anyway, are you all right?

All right? Never felt better, dad!

There's no need to shout, child, I can hear you just fine.

I'm trying to pull through. To get closer to my son, to...

To save my marriage,

to get by in this shitty country. And you?

You're judging me.

Judging you? I didn't say a word.

No need to talk, you make it perfectly clear!

Thanks for thinking of me, dad.

I don't find it funny, Eusebio.

I'm not laughing at you, Jimena.

I just remembered something.

What?

The first time I arrested somebody.

A kid who had stolen some steaks from a butcher,

and thought the owner hadn't seen him.

Did you grab him?

I ended up going to where he lived, an awful neighborhood.

He was living with his cousins and brothers.

Suddenly, the kid pops out all wide-eyed,

with the most naive face you've ever seen.

I was so touched

that I ended up paying the butcher

for everything he had stolen.

I let a drug dealer get away, dad,

not a petty thief in a butcher shop.

I love it when you call me "dad".

You've been much more present than my real dad was.

By the way, how's your mom?

She's still with Gabriel, so you can imagine.

Look, Jimena.

It's only natural to be afraid. It would be odd otherwise.

You'll get used to it.

What if I don't?

They put me on the spot with interviews, photos...

Nobody asked me if I wanted that.

Well, then make the most of it.

You're capable of that, and much more.

Come on, Pascual.

Are you going to let Alzheimer get the better of you?

Genaro, have you seen Margarita?

No, I haven't seen her.

Pascual León...

Yes, I'm Pascual, still.

Nuri... always.

Good evening.

I'll be right with you, girls.

Margarita asked me to tell you she's sorry she can't make it.

-Do you work together? -No, she's my client.

They changed her shift... that's why.

That's that then... Darn... Thanks for letting me know.

But of course, my pleasure.

Margarita told me that you're a darn good dancer,

or was she teasing me?

Hey, why do you say "still" Pascual?

Well...

you never know when you'll stop being who you are.

Thank God...

Every now and then you've got to reinvent yourself.

Shed what you've been and... become someone else.

I did it when I became a widow.

But...

to stop being who you are is... like dissolving...

Well, you'll always be someone, even if you don't want to.

So...

better to become someone you definitely want to be.

Cheers!

I've always been someone I didn't want to be.

Why?

Things that happen...

not quite as you'd want them to...

You have to forget about them. As soon as possible.

But, forgetting is like giving up your own life.

Or freeing yourself of it.

Look...

if I hadn't forgotten who I was when my husband died,

I wouldn't be here.

But you didn't forget everything.

You just changed a few things.

Of course not.

How could I have forgotten "everything"?

I have not forgotten how to dance, for instance.

Do you agree?

But the fear I felt each time I danced with a stranger,

that, I don't remember.

Honestly, that's the best thing I did in my whole life.

I lived my life thinking about everything I had passed up on,

things I never dared to do, all the fear I felt...

The only thing you can never forget, is cowardice.

To forget forever...

Forget that I'm forgetting...

That's it.

I'm not going to remember anything...

-I have to go. -Why? Where are you going?

Something important. Call you later.

Forget everything...

For every judge,

the time comes,

to be...

judged.

You look happy, Mr. Pascual.

Did something happen?

-I made some decisions. -Like what?

I'm going to make the most of the time I have left, doctor.

Patients tend to feel anger at the beginning...

Have you been feeling that way?

Not at all.

Remember that being close to a loved one is important.

Yes. My daughter is coming soon.

And, if you feel anger, let it out.

It's only natural to feel that it's unfair to get sick,

while everyone else is healthy.

That's precisely what I decided, doctor.

I'm going to look for what's fair.

Poor woman.

Murderer... Erick Santiago.

Mirador 67, Colonia Centro.

Erick Santiago?

Yes?

I want to ask you a question.

After 50 years of marriage, a woman dies.

Soon after that, the husband dies.

What did she say to him when they met in heaven?

What did she say?

"My love, the contract was crystal clear:

'til death do us part'".

What's this?

A tailor-made job for you.

Tolsá wants them done today.

YOU HAVE A NEW MESSAGE:

FRANCISCO PIRA: HELLO! I THINK...

HI! I THINK WE SHOULD MEET. I HAVE A PROPOSAL FOR YOU.

In one of the most exclusive neighborhoods of the city.

It's gone well for the judge!

Rather well.

But, things always go well for judges, right?

What do you think, Manu?

My daughter.

I'm busy right now.

Let's see, my boy.

This little finger bought an egg.

This one cooked it.

And this fat chubby one swallowed it.

Right, it's time to eat.

I had a pussycat.

Cornelia was her name.

But one day...

I forgot to feed her, and...

Eat it.

No! No.

Come on.

That's it.

If one day you forget me, tell me, OK?

You're in charge of the house today, pussycat.

Don't soil your litter tray too much.

Yes?

Maricarmen, turn down the volume!

What can we do for you?

Don't you remember me, judge? It's Pascual.

Pascual León, from Asunción de la Sal

Pascualito? The clerk of the court?

Yes.

Geez, it's been about... 10 years, right?

No, a lot more, Judge.

Come in, I'll let you in.

Come in, come in.

We're having a bite. Will you join us?

I've already eaten, thank you.

Sorry for the racket,

but my wife spends all day listening to flamenco

full blast.

-Do you remember her? -Yes, of course.

Don't you like flamenco, Judge?

I'm fed up with those guitars.

Come in.

What brings you here, Pascualito?

Do you need my help with anything?

Did you get into trouble down there in the village?

No, Judge...

I moved out of the village many years ago.

Let's see, open wide... Ah, please.

Look, she's completely dazed. What did I do to deserve this?

-What's wrong with her? -Alzheimer's.

She doesn't know her own name.

Those fish do more thinking than she does.

Let's see...

Judge, may I use your bathroom?

Yes, down there on the left.

Oh, please, come on.

Maricarmen, you have to eat.

The question many of us are asking is...

What is CODIP going to do with all those billboards

they plastered all over the city

with the face of Jimena Guerra?

The great failed promise

of the fight against the underworld.

It seems they're not wanted, not even as garbage.

That spokeswoman has been pretty quiet lately,

don't you think?

Maybe she has laryngitis?

Or has it dawned on her that

strutting down a catwalk

and patrolling the streets are different?

You finished everything I left you?

I resign.

This was a mistake from the beginning.

I'm not up to it.

Well, not an option.

You're already seen as part of CODIP

How will it look if, on top of everything, you quit?

I have to, Tolsá.

I let "El Amarillo" go.

I know how you feel.

But you can't just walk at the first sign of trouble.

Go home, have a bath,

get some sleep, and come in tomorrow at six,

busting a gut like all of us. Is that clear?

Maricarmen, just a bite, a little bit...

Just like that.

A little, come on.

That's it, easy does it.

Pascualito, what the hell?

What are you doing?

Me, nothing, like I told you.

-You. All of you did it. -Did what?

That was wrong, Judge. That was wrong, you know it.

I know, I don't like moving either.

Listen to the music.

Do you like it?

Let's see.

It's creamy corn chowder.

Do you want a little?

It's delicious.

Taste it.

Tasty.

Carduño, who's this girl?

Do you know something? Are you in the loop?

-No. -OK.

Good afternoon.

Do we have a Z-1?

What is your relationship with Alfonso Duarte, Jimena?

What?

"I MET A GIRL, HER NAME IS JIMENA GUERRA"

Eeny meeny, miny, Moe, catch a tiger by its toe.

If he hollers, let him go.

"I MET A GIRL, HER NAME IS JIMENA GUERRA"

BEFORE I FORGET