A Private Affair (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Episode #1.3 - full transcript
A PRIVATE AFFAIR
Commissioner, one question, please!
I can assure you we've deployed
an unprecedented operation,
but you must give us time to work.
At this time, discretion is imperative.
Please have confidence in our work.
Is it fair to ask for confidence
after hiding for weeks
that there's a serial killer?
Those weeks were essential
for the police to do their job
and track the killer, Ms. Montero.
An advantage that we have lost
thanks to you, Anaïs.
Commissioner, please!
"The police fail to catch the killer."
This has turned into a real mess.
Rather, we really made a mess of things.
What are you two whispering about?
What's that, Mother?
-Hide this.
-But...
Don't let her see it.
I said this apartment
isn't bad for a police apartment.
In the 40 years of his career,
your father never once felt the need
to take us away from the city.
Not for a single day.
-Héctor!
-Madam.
I can't live in these conditions.
I can't find any of my essentials.
Where are my clothes?
And my crossword puzzles?
I need a drink, Héctor.
Don't worry, madam.
The cleaning crew is about to arrive.
And as for your drink,
you may enjoy a small glass
of Doña Carmiña's cherry liqueur here.
Pour, keep going.
I have a very difficult day today.
Fill it up.
It's delicious.
Shall I leave your breakfast?
No breakfast,
I have a very difficult day today. Later.
-Excuse me.
-Thank you.
Is half the police still out there?
If Arturo put half the effort into Cándido
as he puts into keeping me here,
he would've found him.
What's this?
But you don't need to leave
the house to keep moving forward.
-Do you have it?
-Yes.
I left it in here.
-Wonderful.
-Look.
Did you try it?
If you don't count the fact
that it burns your ears, it works great.
You can hear the police frequency
as if we were there.
-What did you find out?
-It's crazy.
It turns out that the whole town
has passed him on the street.
"He's my neighbor.
He's my landlord. He's my boss."
Someone even swore
it was his mother-in-law.
-Is this it?
-The mother-in-law?
What? No. The key clue. Look.
"The concierge of a boarding house
"saw him nearby two weeks ago.
"His hands were shining."
Look.
See?
I've been scrubbing for days
and it's not coming off.
I look in the mirror,
and when I think it's gone...
A little flash.
And then another and another.
The killer worked
in the theater's tailor shop,
so he was sewing...
The chorus girls' costumes.
Like the one I wore
when I came looking for you.
Voilà.
Let's see. 23 Virreina Passage.
But you can't leave here now.
You're being watched.
Right. I'm kidnapped!
-This is an...
-Miss!
We can't lose our temper.
It won't do any good.
I could go.
What?
How come you get to go out and I don't?
Who do you think goes out every morning
to get the groceries?
No one notices the butler.
If I go out with the shopping cart,
no one will suspect a thing.
I don't know, Héctor.
What if you get hurt again?
I can't let you go alone.
Let me try.
Where's Dad's badge?
I want two cars at the door
24 hours a day. Keep an eye...
Give me a cigarette.
-Don't be a sponge.
-Come on.
It's the last one.
You're always asking.
Miss, of all the crazy things you've done,
this is the craziest.
Are you sure this will hold?
Of course. It's a 400 thread-count sheet!
But it's not the sheet
that worries me, miss,
it's your head.
You hold on tight.
I'm going to be supported by the pipe.
This is just life insurance.
Mon Dieu.
Everything will be fine.
Everything will be fine.
No!
Héctor.
Good morning.
Marina?
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
I've come to ask you
about Cándido Expósito.
Thank goodness you're here.
I haven't slept a wink,
since I saw his picture in the paper.
He had a strange face,
the kind you don't forget.
And since I spoke to him for a bit...
You spoke to him?
A little bit, yes.
With this myopia that God gave me,
I tend to be suspicious, you know?
The fact is that he was there,
in that corner,
stiff as a stick watching my doorway.
He was there for an hour,
two hours, five hours at least.
I said to myself,
"Chusa, this is not normal."
Because it wasn't normal.
And of course,
I needed to see him properly to be sure.
So I started to sweep,
getting closer little by little.
And suddenly,
he tapped me on the shoulder,
questioning me.
That's when I saw his hands,
which had shiny dots on them.
Then nothing.
He asked me about the lady in 3-A.
And who is the lady in 3-A?
A certain Emilia.
She just arrived a month ago.
And come to think of it,
she should've paid me rent two days ago.
I'd better close up if you're undercover.
Let's see why she has not paid me.
Hey, I will get a reward for this, right?
Because I'm telling you,
I don't get paid enough for my trouble.
We should call the police.
Aren't you the police?
More of us, I mean. A lot more.
Hello?
Oh, no.
-I'm sure it's nothing.
-Yes. I'm sure.
-Come on, let's go. Come on.
-For sure.
Excuse me.
They've left the radio on.
-Hello?
-We found her.
But she's dead.
-I'm on my way.
-No, not a chance.
I'm already here,
you would put the mission at risk again.
You've checked her pulse to confirm?
I don't think I need to.
She has a color between gray and black
that doesn't seem very healthy to me.
Why an older woman all of a sudden?
The fleur-de-lis,
is it marked on her chest?
With her clothes on,
it's difficult to see.
Undress her.
For heaven's sake, she's a poor old lady.
Héctor, we need to know if her death
is related to the other victims.
Chusa, Chusa.
-Bless you!
-It is the name of the concierge.
-Huh?
-Chusa, it's the coroner.
We need you to act as our liaison,
while I check the corpse.
Chusa Malpica, at your service.
I'm listening.
This is Pastora Luna.
I'm a forensic scientist for the police.
Is he with the body?
Yes, ma'am. He's there.
-He can proceed to remove the clothing.
-Proceed to remove the clothing.
Habemus a flower.
-What?
-Repeat what I say.
Habemus a flower.
Habemus a flower.
Tell him to search
for her personal belongings.
Have him search closets,
drawers, anything that could be hers.
Check her pockets to see if there are
any brooches, beads, anything.
She only has a wedding ring,
but it's stuck.
Héctor?
The phone, please.
Miss,
there is a postcard addressed
to the victim with a new address.
Miss, I think it's time
to call the police.
No, not the police.
A policeman.
The body is relatively well preserved
by the cold,
but I'd say this woman
was killed at least two weeks ago.
To be sure, we'll have to wait
for the results of the examination.
Okay, perfect.
-Thank you very much, Mr. Ricardo.
-Let's go.
-You have to stay hidden in there!
-I need to see the symbol on her chest.
I'm in trouble if they see me helping you!
-Hide!
-Detective Zarco?
Sir.
Zarco, I must give you
my sincerest congratulations.
-Are you all right?
-Yes.
I thought you were still mad at me
about the other day, and...
-About my sister?
-Yes.
There's no word to describe her.
Women complicate our lives.
But thanks to you,
we have a new lead on the killer.
Well...
How did you find the key clue
among all the calls we received?
A lucky break, I guess.
Don't be modest.
I like to surround myself with the best.
-What was it?
-We got the call at 11:00...
FLEUR-DE-LIS
For a moment I thought
I'd have to come and help you, Detective.
You're late.
-Need a light?
-No, I just...
You can keep it.
-Thank you.
-Well, I owe you.
Shouldn't have left you
handcuffed at the station.
I didn't see that coming.
Is that an apology?
I asked you here
because I want us to work together.
No. What? No, no.
-You know you can't work...
-Yes, I can.
I'm not going to stop
until that wretch is in jail.
Besides, as you've already seen,
I don't need you at all.
If you don't need us,
why do you want us to work together?
For a one-time thing.
Right.
-Do you have a plan?
-When have I not had one?
I need you to surveil this safe house.
No. I already risked it to get you out,
-and it won't work every time.
-Pablo!
You'd be saving innocent lives.
How would we do it?
We have a deal?
Yes.
-Marina, dinner!
-I'm coming!
-When do we meet again?
-Are you asking me on a date?
-Tomorrow at 9:00 at the front door.
-You must tell me what you have in mind.
Good night.
Good night.
Let them sit, Lourditas,
I'll be back soon.
Good idea.
Skip dinner and go straight to dessert.
May I?
I also find this dinner boring.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Arturo, I'm the one
who should be mad at you.
You left me alone with Mom for 24 hours.
Dad even said so. Don't you remember?
"Locked up with Mom,
-"the worst punishment."
-"The worst punishment."
Remember how angry
you'd get when we were kids
-and I painted your dolls' faces?
-They were collector's items.
What kid collects dolls
instead of playing with them?
Me.
Marina, what do you expect from life?
I'm asking you seriously.
Because I don't know what to do
for you to respect me.
You have a fantastic family,
a life full of gifts,
wealthy men knocking at your door.
Rosa would've liked for you to be friends.
Can't you see
how difficult you make it for everyone?
I make it difficult for you?
Arturo,
difficult is having to give up
on all your dreams.
Accepting you'll never be the cop
you wanted to be,
that you'll have to get married
so you're not considered a freak.
that you'll have to live a certain way
just because you're a woman.
I don't expect anything from life.
All I want is to be who I am.
If you stopped to think for a moment,
you would realize
who is being unfair to whom.
I'm not eating. I'm not hungry.
Goodness...
Gentlemen!
We weren't expecting you.
I'm taking over surveillance.
Mrs. Asunción went home
for her belongings with Ramírez.
That's right. They just left, sir.
Perfect. I'll keep watch.
You go and make rounds.
Gentlemen! Please,
get your things. Come on!
The lady complained about the commotion.
Don't let it happen again.
She has such a temper.
Yes, it must run in the family.
Go get donuts at the cafe
to wake yourselves up.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
-Did you park far away?
-What? Where are we going?
-I thought they'd never go.
-This isn't what we agreed.
With Miss Marina,
nothing's ever predictable.
-He's coming too?
-Didn't I tell you?
We are a team.
-I deserve this for trusting you, miss.
-Back to formalities, Detective?
Pardon.
Come on, let's go.
-What about the boarding house woman?
-Her name was Emilia Bouzas.
She was the 65-year-old widow
of Arnau Berio, a sergeant killed in 1934.
-No relation to the other victims.
-And no evidence she was a prostitute.
She lived there for a month.
The concierge said
the only man he saw was Cándido.
-The coroner found anything?
-Her throat was slit.
But the flower was engraved postmortem.
The body showed more signs
of violence than in the other cases.
So he snapped.
That could mean something personal.
Or that she struggled
more than the others.
Fascinating.
Yes. Fascinating, yes.
I'm talking about the case.
Yes, of course.
Will you tell me where we are going?
To find out where the victim lived
before she moved into that boarding house.
Stealing evidence from a crime scene?
Pablo, please.
Héctor, tell him what happened.
We could say that the evidence came to me.
No one home.
Save the, "We need a warrant
to search the house,"
or the, "I'm risking my job..."
Well, who says someone didn't break in?
The young lady
is definitely a bad influence.
What a house.
How could a widow of a low-ranking
military officer live here?
Why move to a boarding house
when you have this place?
For the same reason we're in a safe house.
To protect herself from the killer.
Don't look so surprised.
Héctor's worked for us for years,
he has more police experience
than the both of us.
Hello?
Is anybody home?
Hello?
I think after breaking down the door,
if anyone was here, we would've already...
Miss, this smell is similar
to that at the boarding house.
Freeze, police!
I thought I'd have to catch you.
This food must've been here for weeks.
Let's search the rest of the house.
-Find anything interesting, Héctor?
-Humidity.
-Can't you smell it, miss?
-We're by the sea.
It's normal, isn't it?
Throughout my years, I've had to deal
with humidity more than once,
and even with the sea nearby,
this smell is not normal.
That's as far as we go.
It's a combination lock.
The bomb squad
will have to blow the door off.
Let me try something.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
Thank you.
A stethoscope.
Hold this.
-You know how to open safes?
-You don't?
I can't believe
my father didn't teach you.
9.3 seconds.
The academy's best mark
in the last eight years.
9.1 seconds.
You're lucky
they don't admit women to the academy.
As your mother would say,
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph."
I have a feeling
someone else has had fun in here.
What did she have set up here?
Do I really have to explain it?
It looks like a kind of meublé.
Many military widows,
having a low pension,
-set one up after their husband's death.
-Good thing I come from a police family.
I can't see your mother doing this.
Emilia Bouzas had no business
registered in her name.
And meublés are much more modest
than this.
I doubt this business is legal.
The clients had to be important people
to hide behind an armored door.
No doubt, yes.
Maybe the murdered girls
were working here for Emilia.
But how can that point us to the killer?
Just a moment.
This way, come here.
Noticed the painting?
Do you recognize her?
That's Julia, the first victim.
Bravo, Héctor.
A good butler never overlooks the details.
This is Manoli,
another one of the victims.
And who are these two women?
I don't know,
but I'm sure they're in danger.
I know this girl.
Yes, her name is Ángela,
but she calls herself the Volcano,
one of the most popular
in the women's quarter.
-"The women's quarter"?
-Don't tell me you...
No, I mean, I know her,
but not from actually knowing her.
I recognized her tattoo.
I've arrested her more than once.
We have to find her
before the killer does.
-Yes. Let's go.
-Wait, Pablo.
You can't come. She knows you.
You've arrested her several times.
We can't draw attention.
Okay.
-But you should be armed.
-But...
It's a dangerous area.
I'll wait in the car.
You know how to win over a lady.
Miss, lower it!
It's under control.
Come on, Héctor.
Where are we going?
To see someone who can help us.
Mrs. Carmucha.
Marina, it's been a long time.
-How are you?
-Good.
-You look well.
-I'm hanging in there.
Toni! Toni, come out, Marina is here!
-Who is he?
-A friend who's in the import business.
-A friend?
-Don't you have any friends?
Not like yours, no.
Hey, Marina.
Last time I saw you, you had me worried.
-How are you?
-Busy.
-So you aren't...
-I'm looking for a woman, Ángela.
Brunette, gorgeous,
and apparently very good at escorting.
The Volcano?
The very same.
What about her?
Has she gotten into trouble?
She's in danger.
Like the woman at the port.
I'll make some calls. Will you wait here?
A friend?
She asked about you.
Okay.
I do not doubt
that this very athletic gentleman
is phenomenal in his own field.
-But should we trust everything he says?
-Look, this is the house of the two bells.
Trust me, I'm sure this is it.
-Let me go!
-Héctor!
Get off me!
Or what?
Miss Quiroga.
Look what we found inside her case.
Rich girl plays with guns.
-The Volcano?
-In the flesh.
Who hates it when busybodies
pry into her life.
Why are you looking for me?
We were at Emilia Bouzas' house
and saw the painting.
We know you are hiding
from Cándido Expósito.
If...
If you help us, we can save you
and your colleague.
I assure you that the lady is not lying.
Untie them.
-What do you need to know?
-Everything.
Everything about the girls,
the killer, and the meublé you worked in.
-The House of Water.
-What?
That was the name of Mrs. Emilia's meublé.
The House of Water.
And it wasn't a meublé like the others.
Only the best worked there.
The parties we threw were unique.
If you knew who our clients were,
your hair would stand on end.
That's precisely what I need to know.
You saw or heard something
you shouldn't have.
That's why he wants to kill you.
You have to believe me, you're in danger.
That man killed your friends.
You must hide!
They're coming for you! Watch out!
Look out!
Come on! Hurry up!
Stop!
-I'll take care of it.
-Stop!
Stop!
Pablo!
Pablo!
Pablo!
-Pablo, are you okay?
-Yes.
He's going to the port.
Let's go! Come on!
It's hot. He can't have gone far.
-It's time to call for backup.
-Finally some common sense. Thank you.
-No, we don't have time.
-There!
What about the backup?
-We have to split up.
-What?
If we don't cover every exit,
he'll escape.
We should cover our backs, not the exits.
That sounds like a better idea.
Let's go. That way.
That way.
Stop!
Stop!
Marina!
I'm okay.
Marina!
Are you okay? Marina.
Are you okay?
Thank you.
Are you okay?
Help!
A PRIVATE AFFAIR
EPISODE 3: THE BLUE HOUSE
Commissioner, one question, please!
I can assure you we've deployed
an unprecedented operation,
but you must give us time to work.
At this time, discretion is imperative.
Please have confidence in our work.
Is it fair to ask for confidence
after hiding for weeks
that there's a serial killer?
Those weeks were essential
for the police to do their job
and track the killer, Ms. Montero.
An advantage that we have lost
thanks to you, Anaïs.
Commissioner, please!
"The police fail to catch the killer."
This has turned into a real mess.
Rather, we really made a mess of things.
What are you two whispering about?
What's that, Mother?
-Hide this.
-But...
Don't let her see it.
I said this apartment
isn't bad for a police apartment.
In the 40 years of his career,
your father never once felt the need
to take us away from the city.
Not for a single day.
-Héctor!
-Madam.
I can't live in these conditions.
I can't find any of my essentials.
Where are my clothes?
And my crossword puzzles?
I need a drink, Héctor.
Don't worry, madam.
The cleaning crew is about to arrive.
And as for your drink,
you may enjoy a small glass
of Doña Carmiña's cherry liqueur here.
Pour, keep going.
I have a very difficult day today.
Fill it up.
It's delicious.
Shall I leave your breakfast?
No breakfast,
I have a very difficult day today. Later.
-Excuse me.
-Thank you.
Is half the police still out there?
If Arturo put half the effort into Cándido
as he puts into keeping me here,
he would've found him.
What's this?
But you don't need to leave
the house to keep moving forward.
-Do you have it?
-Yes.
I left it in here.
-Wonderful.
-Look.
Did you try it?
If you don't count the fact
that it burns your ears, it works great.
You can hear the police frequency
as if we were there.
-What did you find out?
-It's crazy.
It turns out that the whole town
has passed him on the street.
"He's my neighbor.
He's my landlord. He's my boss."
Someone even swore
it was his mother-in-law.
-Is this it?
-The mother-in-law?
What? No. The key clue. Look.
"The concierge of a boarding house
"saw him nearby two weeks ago.
"His hands were shining."
Look.
See?
I've been scrubbing for days
and it's not coming off.
I look in the mirror,
and when I think it's gone...
A little flash.
And then another and another.
The killer worked
in the theater's tailor shop,
so he was sewing...
The chorus girls' costumes.
Like the one I wore
when I came looking for you.
Voilà.
Let's see. 23 Virreina Passage.
But you can't leave here now.
You're being watched.
Right. I'm kidnapped!
-This is an...
-Miss!
We can't lose our temper.
It won't do any good.
I could go.
What?
How come you get to go out and I don't?
Who do you think goes out every morning
to get the groceries?
No one notices the butler.
If I go out with the shopping cart,
no one will suspect a thing.
I don't know, Héctor.
What if you get hurt again?
I can't let you go alone.
Let me try.
Where's Dad's badge?
I want two cars at the door
24 hours a day. Keep an eye...
Give me a cigarette.
-Don't be a sponge.
-Come on.
It's the last one.
You're always asking.
Miss, of all the crazy things you've done,
this is the craziest.
Are you sure this will hold?
Of course. It's a 400 thread-count sheet!
But it's not the sheet
that worries me, miss,
it's your head.
You hold on tight.
I'm going to be supported by the pipe.
This is just life insurance.
Mon Dieu.
Everything will be fine.
Everything will be fine.
No!
Héctor.
Good morning.
Marina?
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
Héctor Hugo, police officer.
I've come to ask you
about Cándido Expósito.
Thank goodness you're here.
I haven't slept a wink,
since I saw his picture in the paper.
He had a strange face,
the kind you don't forget.
And since I spoke to him for a bit...
You spoke to him?
A little bit, yes.
With this myopia that God gave me,
I tend to be suspicious, you know?
The fact is that he was there,
in that corner,
stiff as a stick watching my doorway.
He was there for an hour,
two hours, five hours at least.
I said to myself,
"Chusa, this is not normal."
Because it wasn't normal.
And of course,
I needed to see him properly to be sure.
So I started to sweep,
getting closer little by little.
And suddenly,
he tapped me on the shoulder,
questioning me.
That's when I saw his hands,
which had shiny dots on them.
Then nothing.
He asked me about the lady in 3-A.
And who is the lady in 3-A?
A certain Emilia.
She just arrived a month ago.
And come to think of it,
she should've paid me rent two days ago.
I'd better close up if you're undercover.
Let's see why she has not paid me.
Hey, I will get a reward for this, right?
Because I'm telling you,
I don't get paid enough for my trouble.
We should call the police.
Aren't you the police?
More of us, I mean. A lot more.
Hello?
Oh, no.
-I'm sure it's nothing.
-Yes. I'm sure.
-Come on, let's go. Come on.
-For sure.
Excuse me.
They've left the radio on.
-Hello?
-We found her.
But she's dead.
-I'm on my way.
-No, not a chance.
I'm already here,
you would put the mission at risk again.
You've checked her pulse to confirm?
I don't think I need to.
She has a color between gray and black
that doesn't seem very healthy to me.
Why an older woman all of a sudden?
The fleur-de-lis,
is it marked on her chest?
With her clothes on,
it's difficult to see.
Undress her.
For heaven's sake, she's a poor old lady.
Héctor, we need to know if her death
is related to the other victims.
Chusa, Chusa.
-Bless you!
-It is the name of the concierge.
-Huh?
-Chusa, it's the coroner.
We need you to act as our liaison,
while I check the corpse.
Chusa Malpica, at your service.
I'm listening.
This is Pastora Luna.
I'm a forensic scientist for the police.
Is he with the body?
Yes, ma'am. He's there.
-He can proceed to remove the clothing.
-Proceed to remove the clothing.
Habemus a flower.
-What?
-Repeat what I say.
Habemus a flower.
Habemus a flower.
Tell him to search
for her personal belongings.
Have him search closets,
drawers, anything that could be hers.
Check her pockets to see if there are
any brooches, beads, anything.
She only has a wedding ring,
but it's stuck.
Héctor?
The phone, please.
Miss,
there is a postcard addressed
to the victim with a new address.
Miss, I think it's time
to call the police.
No, not the police.
A policeman.
The body is relatively well preserved
by the cold,
but I'd say this woman
was killed at least two weeks ago.
To be sure, we'll have to wait
for the results of the examination.
Okay, perfect.
-Thank you very much, Mr. Ricardo.
-Let's go.
-You have to stay hidden in there!
-I need to see the symbol on her chest.
I'm in trouble if they see me helping you!
-Hide!
-Detective Zarco?
Sir.
Zarco, I must give you
my sincerest congratulations.
-Are you all right?
-Yes.
I thought you were still mad at me
about the other day, and...
-About my sister?
-Yes.
There's no word to describe her.
Women complicate our lives.
But thanks to you,
we have a new lead on the killer.
Well...
How did you find the key clue
among all the calls we received?
A lucky break, I guess.
Don't be modest.
I like to surround myself with the best.
-What was it?
-We got the call at 11:00...
FLEUR-DE-LIS
For a moment I thought
I'd have to come and help you, Detective.
You're late.
-Need a light?
-No, I just...
You can keep it.
-Thank you.
-Well, I owe you.
Shouldn't have left you
handcuffed at the station.
I didn't see that coming.
Is that an apology?
I asked you here
because I want us to work together.
No. What? No, no.
-You know you can't work...
-Yes, I can.
I'm not going to stop
until that wretch is in jail.
Besides, as you've already seen,
I don't need you at all.
If you don't need us,
why do you want us to work together?
For a one-time thing.
Right.
-Do you have a plan?
-When have I not had one?
I need you to surveil this safe house.
No. I already risked it to get you out,
-and it won't work every time.
-Pablo!
You'd be saving innocent lives.
How would we do it?
We have a deal?
Yes.
-Marina, dinner!
-I'm coming!
-When do we meet again?
-Are you asking me on a date?
-Tomorrow at 9:00 at the front door.
-You must tell me what you have in mind.
Good night.
Good night.
Let them sit, Lourditas,
I'll be back soon.
Good idea.
Skip dinner and go straight to dessert.
May I?
I also find this dinner boring.
Aren't you going to say anything?
Arturo, I'm the one
who should be mad at you.
You left me alone with Mom for 24 hours.
Dad even said so. Don't you remember?
"Locked up with Mom,
-"the worst punishment."
-"The worst punishment."
Remember how angry
you'd get when we were kids
-and I painted your dolls' faces?
-They were collector's items.
What kid collects dolls
instead of playing with them?
Me.
Marina, what do you expect from life?
I'm asking you seriously.
Because I don't know what to do
for you to respect me.
You have a fantastic family,
a life full of gifts,
wealthy men knocking at your door.
Rosa would've liked for you to be friends.
Can't you see
how difficult you make it for everyone?
I make it difficult for you?
Arturo,
difficult is having to give up
on all your dreams.
Accepting you'll never be the cop
you wanted to be,
that you'll have to get married
so you're not considered a freak.
that you'll have to live a certain way
just because you're a woman.
I don't expect anything from life.
All I want is to be who I am.
If you stopped to think for a moment,
you would realize
who is being unfair to whom.
I'm not eating. I'm not hungry.
Goodness...
Gentlemen!
We weren't expecting you.
I'm taking over surveillance.
Mrs. Asunción went home
for her belongings with Ramírez.
That's right. They just left, sir.
Perfect. I'll keep watch.
You go and make rounds.
Gentlemen! Please,
get your things. Come on!
The lady complained about the commotion.
Don't let it happen again.
She has such a temper.
Yes, it must run in the family.
Go get donuts at the cafe
to wake yourselves up.
-Thank you.
-Thank you.
-Did you park far away?
-What? Where are we going?
-I thought they'd never go.
-This isn't what we agreed.
With Miss Marina,
nothing's ever predictable.
-He's coming too?
-Didn't I tell you?
We are a team.
-I deserve this for trusting you, miss.
-Back to formalities, Detective?
Pardon.
Come on, let's go.
-What about the boarding house woman?
-Her name was Emilia Bouzas.
She was the 65-year-old widow
of Arnau Berio, a sergeant killed in 1934.
-No relation to the other victims.
-And no evidence she was a prostitute.
She lived there for a month.
The concierge said
the only man he saw was Cándido.
-The coroner found anything?
-Her throat was slit.
But the flower was engraved postmortem.
The body showed more signs
of violence than in the other cases.
So he snapped.
That could mean something personal.
Or that she struggled
more than the others.
Fascinating.
Yes. Fascinating, yes.
I'm talking about the case.
Yes, of course.
Will you tell me where we are going?
To find out where the victim lived
before she moved into that boarding house.
Stealing evidence from a crime scene?
Pablo, please.
Héctor, tell him what happened.
We could say that the evidence came to me.
No one home.
Save the, "We need a warrant
to search the house,"
or the, "I'm risking my job..."
Well, who says someone didn't break in?
The young lady
is definitely a bad influence.
What a house.
How could a widow of a low-ranking
military officer live here?
Why move to a boarding house
when you have this place?
For the same reason we're in a safe house.
To protect herself from the killer.
Don't look so surprised.
Héctor's worked for us for years,
he has more police experience
than the both of us.
Hello?
Is anybody home?
Hello?
I think after breaking down the door,
if anyone was here, we would've already...
Miss, this smell is similar
to that at the boarding house.
Freeze, police!
I thought I'd have to catch you.
This food must've been here for weeks.
Let's search the rest of the house.
-Find anything interesting, Héctor?
-Humidity.
-Can't you smell it, miss?
-We're by the sea.
It's normal, isn't it?
Throughout my years, I've had to deal
with humidity more than once,
and even with the sea nearby,
this smell is not normal.
That's as far as we go.
It's a combination lock.
The bomb squad
will have to blow the door off.
Let me try something.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
Thank you.
A stethoscope.
Hold this.
-You know how to open safes?
-You don't?
I can't believe
my father didn't teach you.
9.3 seconds.
The academy's best mark
in the last eight years.
9.1 seconds.
You're lucky
they don't admit women to the academy.
As your mother would say,
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph."
I have a feeling
someone else has had fun in here.
What did she have set up here?
Do I really have to explain it?
It looks like a kind of meublé.
Many military widows,
having a low pension,
-set one up after their husband's death.
-Good thing I come from a police family.
I can't see your mother doing this.
Emilia Bouzas had no business
registered in her name.
And meublés are much more modest
than this.
I doubt this business is legal.
The clients had to be important people
to hide behind an armored door.
No doubt, yes.
Maybe the murdered girls
were working here for Emilia.
But how can that point us to the killer?
Just a moment.
This way, come here.
Noticed the painting?
Do you recognize her?
That's Julia, the first victim.
Bravo, Héctor.
A good butler never overlooks the details.
This is Manoli,
another one of the victims.
And who are these two women?
I don't know,
but I'm sure they're in danger.
I know this girl.
Yes, her name is Ángela,
but she calls herself the Volcano,
one of the most popular
in the women's quarter.
-"The women's quarter"?
-Don't tell me you...
No, I mean, I know her,
but not from actually knowing her.
I recognized her tattoo.
I've arrested her more than once.
We have to find her
before the killer does.
-Yes. Let's go.
-Wait, Pablo.
You can't come. She knows you.
You've arrested her several times.
We can't draw attention.
Okay.
-But you should be armed.
-But...
It's a dangerous area.
I'll wait in the car.
You know how to win over a lady.
Miss, lower it!
It's under control.
Come on, Héctor.
Where are we going?
To see someone who can help us.
Mrs. Carmucha.
Marina, it's been a long time.
-How are you?
-Good.
-You look well.
-I'm hanging in there.
Toni! Toni, come out, Marina is here!
-Who is he?
-A friend who's in the import business.
-A friend?
-Don't you have any friends?
Not like yours, no.
Hey, Marina.
Last time I saw you, you had me worried.
-How are you?
-Busy.
-So you aren't...
-I'm looking for a woman, Ángela.
Brunette, gorgeous,
and apparently very good at escorting.
The Volcano?
The very same.
What about her?
Has she gotten into trouble?
She's in danger.
Like the woman at the port.
I'll make some calls. Will you wait here?
A friend?
She asked about you.
Okay.
I do not doubt
that this very athletic gentleman
is phenomenal in his own field.
-But should we trust everything he says?
-Look, this is the house of the two bells.
Trust me, I'm sure this is it.
-Let me go!
-Héctor!
Get off me!
Or what?
Miss Quiroga.
Look what we found inside her case.
Rich girl plays with guns.
-The Volcano?
-In the flesh.
Who hates it when busybodies
pry into her life.
Why are you looking for me?
We were at Emilia Bouzas' house
and saw the painting.
We know you are hiding
from Cándido Expósito.
If...
If you help us, we can save you
and your colleague.
I assure you that the lady is not lying.
Untie them.
-What do you need to know?
-Everything.
Everything about the girls,
the killer, and the meublé you worked in.
-The House of Water.
-What?
That was the name of Mrs. Emilia's meublé.
The House of Water.
And it wasn't a meublé like the others.
Only the best worked there.
The parties we threw were unique.
If you knew who our clients were,
your hair would stand on end.
That's precisely what I need to know.
You saw or heard something
you shouldn't have.
That's why he wants to kill you.
You have to believe me, you're in danger.
That man killed your friends.
You must hide!
They're coming for you! Watch out!
Look out!
Come on! Hurry up!
Stop!
-I'll take care of it.
-Stop!
Stop!
Pablo!
Pablo!
Pablo!
-Pablo, are you okay?
-Yes.
He's going to the port.
Let's go! Come on!
It's hot. He can't have gone far.
-It's time to call for backup.
-Finally some common sense. Thank you.
-No, we don't have time.
-There!
What about the backup?
-We have to split up.
-What?
If we don't cover every exit,
he'll escape.
We should cover our backs, not the exits.
That sounds like a better idea.
Let's go. That way.
That way.
Stop!
Stop!
Marina!
I'm okay.
Marina!
Are you okay? Marina.
Are you okay?
Thank you.
Are you okay?
Help!
A PRIVATE AFFAIR
EPISODE 3: THE BLUE HOUSE