La Jauría (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 3 - The Alchemist - full transcript

The detectives find out about another party on a yacht rented by the owner of a computer analysis company. While Olivia feels the bond with her son breaking, Sofia discovers there's an old family friend behind the secret operation.

You got to bust someone up.

We need people who can
get into the minds of these psychopaths.

It's not wolf against sheep.

It's wolf against lioness.

This country can't burn after this.

Sometimes it must burn.

Don't act like the other cops.

You're not like that.

This game doesn't end here, Elisa.

On the contrary, it's just beginning.

We've identified the murder weapon



that fired the seven shots.

You followed a judge for weeks.

You entered his home illegally

and you fired seven shots
at point-blank range.

Why, Elisa?

Because he was right.

Petersen was a murderer, not a messiah.

The architects of this shitty game
are still free, Olivia.

The only thing you gained
from that is rotting in jail, Elisa.

THE PACK

Some fishermen saw a boat that night.

They describe a boat with lights.

Luxurious, according to them.

It'll be impossible to identify tracks.



Many days passed.

They put them on a boat

telling them they would
take them to a party.

A lot of alcohol, a lot of drugs.

It got out of hand.

Trinidad overdosed
and was thrown into the sea.

Arantxa was left and they escaped.

If Alexis is right,

then Elena is lost in the dunes or…

Underwater.

Still, there are people here
who took them to the yacht.

Go and see Arantxa.
Maybe she can talk now.

We'll look for that boat
and the people who were on board.

Come on. Wake up.

Wake up, we've got visitors.

It's okay. Thank you.

Today I ran into your dad
at the office, Sofía.

We talked… about the things
we always talk about, nonsense.

Golf.

He mentioned a brand of golf clubs
I hadn't heard of.

I waited a long time…

to see if he mentioned you.

But nothing.

Nothing at all.

He kept laughing.

Making rude jokes,
the ones he always does.

How nice.

But you know I felt
a little sorry for him.

Because he looked sad.

Of course he's sad.

The apple of his eye
became what he hated the most.

Lesbian, atheist,

dirty, vegetarian,
because I'm sure you're vegetarian.

What was this rebelling against parents?
Just a phase?

I never rebelled, neither did my son.

Well, I wasn't spoiled nor was he.

But you were.

They gave you all the best.

All the freedom in the world,
the best education.

And thanks to your friends--

I was going to say, "Your slutty friends,"

but I won't.

I'm going to say, "Your loser friends."

My son can't go outside
without being insulted.

Do you know what hurts me the most?

That even his mom
doesn't want to talk to him.

You see that?

Well, the good news is
that you can still get back on track.

If your father knew
that you were here with me,

that's what he'd ask of me,

I'm sure of it.

You have a chance
to get out of here alive, Sofia.

With your head held high.

And start over.

A normal life.

I'm not saying you'll get married
and have a family

or go to church.

No, that's not your thing.

But at least stop fooling yourself, Sofía.

Tell me, where's Zeta?

I don't care about you.
I want to know where your boss is.

My boss?

I should ask you the same question.

Look, don't go there,
because it's something you don't know.

The pack.

They called you last minute
to take care of the rapist of your son.

You're not anyone's boss.

You're…

middle management.

I am going to ask you nicely
one last time.

Aren't I being kind?

Very kind, my general.

Where's Zeta?

It's okay.

I think we've got more work to do here.

I'll take care of it, General.

We're wasting time.

Think of something better?

There must be a footprint.
They're not geniuses.

You're not the only one worried,
but you're not helping.

If you can't calm down, you should leave.

The wound opened. Let me see.

Nico, the first aid kit.

Here.

They all leave their mark.

We will find it.

On the night of the raid,
Sofía hit a policeman.

And?

It was the same one who took her.

The officer must have gone to a hospital.

If we hack the hospital's website,
we can see the patients of the day.

How is the search going?

It would go faster if we were closer.
We're too far.

We're fine. Trust me.

There's a dining room, rest area,
a lot of people online.

I know, but it seems I have a user.

Does it work? We must go.

Actually, it doesn't work.
I need access to the database.

Give me five seconds.

You got it?

Let me search.

Okay, I'm in.

You got it?

Yes. Let me look him up.

There's no time. Got to go.

-Luis González Rosas. It's him.
-Let's go.

Yacht parties are common,

but there haven't been any these days.
I'd have found out.

What boats set sail
the night of November 25th?

That night, four boats set sail.

Any big one?

Big one?

Only one, but, I insist,
there wasn't any party.

It set sail empty. It returned empty.

And I would have known
since I received it.

Who's the owner?

It's all in the records.

We want to see those records.

Yes, of course.

Let's see.

Here it is. The 25th.

This is it.

Mar dulce.

Excuse me.

-Mar dulce SPA. Sounds familiar?
-No.

Where's that yacht?

There, in the water.

The one you see there.

Can we see it?

Of course.

I'll handle investigating the owner.

The oasis party doesn't seem
like a party for dumb asses to me.

The profile of the girls doesn't fit.

MDMA was detected in its most common form.

There's something else.

We found traces of mephedrone
and cathinone in her blood.

What she actually consumed
was a bomb rather than a designer drug.

Arantxa.

Hi.

Arantxa isn't responding.

Any information is relevant.

She hardly speaks. She's lost.

Arantxa, hello.

I'm here to help.

We need to find Elena.

Can I show you some photos?

I want to help you.

Do you know him?

No?

And him?

You recognize him?

Yes, right?

He…

found me.

He found you.

Good. He found you.

This one?

Do you recognize him?

-She can't do this.
-Do you recognize him?

Yes?

You do, right?

He was shining.

What?

-He was shining.
-Did he give you something?

-He gave you something.
-That's enough.

-Arantxa.
-Please leave.

Thank you.

Thanks for what you did, Olivia.

Jorquera is arranging
your transfer to another prison.

We'll get you out of there.

They'll kill me anyway.

This order came from above.

Listen to me.

What you have to do

is follow the trail of those
who freed Noravista.

Follow that trail.

Does it also have to be Celeste's target?

Is that why you sent her to fight for you?

They have everything, Elisa.

Celeste came to visit you.

And the next day,
all the data came to light.

You shouldn't have got her into this.

Oh, Olivia, she's in over her head.

Just like you and me.

They've been planning this
for a long time.

How are you so sure?

Because they financed it.

These jerks are going to defend
their fucking pack of shit,

tooth and nail.

I won't sing,
because I know it bothers you.

But let's do something.

I'm going to tell you your three wishes.

One, find a hobby.

Hopefully nothing too nerdy.

Two, visit your daughter
wherever she ends up studying.

And, three, meet someone.

Hopefully she understands you.

That's it.

Happy birthday, old man.
I love you very much.

Let go of me.

Let me go, please.

Really.

Get on your knees!

Where's my daughter?

I didn't do anything.

You know what I mean.

My daughter is one of the young women
you sold your shit to.

Memorize her name.

Her name is Elena.

And you'll help me find her.

Sorry.

-Don't kill me.
-Speak!

I get the merchandise hidden in packages.

I go to parties and I deliver it.
That's all.

I don't touch money.

I use the drugs,
but the transaction's online.

What delivery did you make that night?

I was going to meet a guy,
but nobody showed up.

A girl told me to go
to the Viña Yacht Club

-and leave the package inside.
-Who?

A random girl from the party.

And who makes the drug?

Nobody knows who makes it.

He only works for the dark web.

He sells all kinds of junk.

I don't go into that darkness, he does.
Everyone respects him.

Name!

-Name!
-The Alchemist!

Police, police!

-Police!
-Police!

Police!

Situation!

-All clear!
-All set, my Deputy Commissioner.

Espinoza, over here.

Over here, Espinoza.

All clear!

Here it is.

I didn't come to stay.

I love you too, Son.

I came to get some things from my room.

You're not going to give me a hug?

Just one?

A little one.

I came to see if you were okay too.

To hell with the protocol.

Our best option is to watch
that apartment day and night.

Catch him red-handed.

We have no staff, no agents.

Understand that asshole
is coming back for the drug.

It's the best way to grab him
and get him to talk.

Ask Viña for reinforcements.

We don't have an authorization.

Commissioner Fernandez
will give it to you.

Cut it off. I spoke to the boss
and he said no.

Most likely he's no longer in town.

Are you serious?

-Yes really. Seriously.
-Yeah, yeah.

Enough. It doesn't matter.

Nobody cares about staying like this,
waiting around doing nothing like idiots?

Good morning.

Sir, I need to talk to your boss.

This young man has something to tell you.

Can I make you another?

No, thanks.

I'm fine.

What happened to my son's chronic hunger?

Your son grew up.

Yes.

I'm sure you got used to to the warm
homemade food served at the table.

But it's nothing like these
gourmet dishes you make.

Excuse me.

Go ahead.

Olivia.

Your friend, Pardo Céspedes,
just made a citizen arrest.

What?

He brought a dealer

to the police station,
with signs of being hit.

He says he's involved
with the drug we're looking for.

Turns out we now have

the father of one
of the missing girls making arrests.

Okay, well…

I'll be there first thing.

Okay.

Bye.

-You have to go?
-No. Tomorrow.

The Ritoque case.
The one I told you about.

A pain.

You look tired.

I'm fine.

You're always fine.

Why don't you stay?

We can watch a movie.

I order Chinese food or pizza
or whatever you want.

Just for today.

I'd rather not.

It's okay.

I'm going to go get my things.

Okay.

Look, look. There here is.

There's activity.

Cops? Civilians?

It doesn't matter.

It's illegal detention,
they do whatever they want.

It won't easy to get in,

but it's here.

We are going to get her out.

I'll get her out of there.

Any questions?

Give some kind of context
surrounding your citizen detention.

That young man sells the drug
his victim took.

I thought it would be useful.

And it that easy for you to catch him?

I made inquiries.

That's the problem.

Because we're carrying out
this investigation.

And you are hindering it.

I would say that I'm your only ally.

If you do something like that again,
we'll have to arrest you.

Any news from my daughter?

We are working on that case day and night.

Me too.

You have to understand

this is dangerous ground.

It may seem to you that the dealer
is just a stupid asshole,

but you don't know
if he's harmless or not.

Investigate that guy I brought you.

And find my daughter quickly.

Luis González Rosas, 32,
married, two young children.

History of abuse of power,
but nothing more than that.

He took us where we think Sofia is.

If we have him, we have a way in.

What if Sofia isn't there?

I'd risk it anyway.
Is there another option?

Begoña is with the officer.

She hasn't made contact, but we can start.

-First time I'm here.
-But this place is dangerous.

You can't come alone.

You are delicate.

If you're going to accuse me
of something, please do it quickly.

The only thing I ask of you

is to stop wasting time
and find my daughter.

You are intervening
in an ongoing police investigation.

I don't see you doing anything.

I understand you're desperate
to find your daughter.

I understand it very well.

But you have to let me do my job.

My daughter is still missing.

She has a dead friend.

The other is dying.

And your people are useless.

This is not a game.

I should take you into custody now.

Do you have children?

What would you do if it were your son
instead of my daughter?

My wife died years ago.

And…

I had to raise Elena alone.

If you carry on, they'll kill you.

Do you think I'm going to stop
for fear of being killed or imprisoned?

I would not be afraid either.

I'd find my son at all costs.

I should take you into custody
for your own safety.

But if I set you free,

it will be on my conditions.

You will cooperate with me.

On everything.

I need to know

that if you find something, anything,

you're not going to intervene
and you'll call me.

Now tell me what you've found out.

The drug does not move everywhere.

They are specialized traffickers.

Tourists do business on the dark web
and they arrive here after purchase.

Who makes the drug?

The asshole I brought you
doesn't know who.

But he heard a nickname.

The Alchemist.

Miss Murillo is a highly dangerous inmate.

You know we're not overflowing
with prisons to deal with them.

She is a police officer.

And you know that with her record
she shouldn't be with common prisoners.

She is an ex-cop.
There is no special treatment.

I'm not asking for special treatment.

Any prey whose physical integrity
is in danger,

you have a duty to protect it.

She is a deeply violent criminal.

Prisoners with that profile
fight each other, they try to kill.

That's the reality.

No. It wasn't a fight.
It was an attempted murder.

And your people collaborated, asshole.

If you're going to make accusations,

I recommend that you bring evidence.

I don't need proof.

Listen to me.

I'm going to prevent at all costs,

even at the cost of my career,
that they touch my officer.

Besides, I'm old.

-I know when I speak to a corrupt person.
-Jorquera.

They even get close to Murillo

and I kill you.

Well, Pardo's statement
does not reveal anything new.

The heroic arrest of your new ally.

I don't have new allies, Sandra.

-Okay.
-Okay.

The investigative line
of guys like Joaquín

tells us about young people
who come from Santiago to Viña

with armed cargoes.

They enter these parties
as if it were their home.

They look good, high class,

they drink, they laugh,
they drop off drugs and leave.

Yes, exactly.

And if they're kids without a record

rich families, it is going to cost us
a lot to stop them.

-Javi.
-Hello, Olivia.

I located the yacht owner.

He swore he hadn't leased it.
Much less for a party.

-Did he go out on a yacht alone?
-That's what he told me,

but I was able to enter his bank details

and he received a transfer
a week before the party

from a data traffic company.

The owner's name is

Franco Duval.

Thanks, Javi. I know who it is.

I know who organized The Oasis party.

What?

Franco Duval. The same guy
who skipped the police check.

And then he laughed in our face,
the asshole.

We don't have enough evidence
for an arrest.

But enough to ask him why he lied to us.

People…

People make mistakes.

Nobody is flawless.

Nobody is perfect.

It is easy to be wrong.

The really difficult thing is
to learn from mistakes

and get better.

Many times I've treated…

I treated women badly.

Even,

even before the wolf game.

I should have realized
how my actions affected others.

Look, the world isolates you.

Well, it pressures you.

It transforms you into someone else.

And when someone is vulnerable,

anyone can force you
to do the unthinkable.

I know it's difficult to talk about
these issues.

But if anyone here felt pressured,

forced to do something
you didn't want to do,

I ask you to tell us your story.

Me.

My name is Gonzalo.

And…

I went through something very similar

to what Augusto and Eduardo experienced.

Welcome, Gonzalo.

Please go ahead.

Welcome.

There are at least 12
operating markets in the darknet.

Dealers are constantly changing
their identities, their domains.

The Alchemist can be anywhere
and go by any name.

What do you think?

Mictlán.

Mictlán, what is that?

The world of the Mayan dead.

They have names like, Agora, Tenebra.

They're regular markets.

If they are the same dealers,
they're here.

How scary.

Death, human trafficking, drugs,

weapons, a sinister maze.

You know that I am the right person
for this job.

This is not a joke, Javi.

I think every time

someone gets too close to me,
they get burned.

-I don't want to…
-Hey, listen to me. I'll be fine.

I told the deputy to watch your back.

Nothing's going to happen to me.

Hey, hey, look at me.

Look at me, Olivia.

Nothing is going to happen to me.

I'll be fine.

Actually, I more worried about you.

How are you, Sofia?

I guess you don't want to eat.

Much less sit at the table with me.

But you have to eat.

You must eat.

Drinking water is good.

Impressive how my dad side
comes out with you.

How can it not, since I've known you…

since you were like this, right?

Here.

You know what?

I wanted to congratulate you.
You're a true fighter.

Real fighters fight to the end.

Here.

Good.

Well. Very well.

I brought you this too.

It's…

toothpaste, soap, brush.

Even sanitary pads in case you need them.

Because I think you'll be here
for a long time.

Believe me this makes a difference.

It has no meat.

Motherfucker.

Excuse me?

Do you think I'm going to break
for a plate of food?

What is this shit?

The bad cop and the good cop?

Fuck off.

I don't pretend

to be your friend, no.

I knew it was going
to be difficult with you.

I need to get information out of you.

Look, what you do for that is turn
to your family, right?

But, of course,
in your case it is difficult,

because your mom died.

You have no siblings.

Your dad, he's embarrassed
to talk about you.

He never mentions you.

Not even your grandmother.

I see her at mass
and it's as if you didn't exist.

Don't you see?

Even when that teacher
took advantage of you,

they didn't even defend you there.
Imagine now.

No, it's difficult, it's difficult.

You don't even have a girlfriend
whom you could go to.

If you had a girlfriend,
I think she'd be as crazy as you.

But, well, we have time.

The information will come out…

I'm already dead.

All right.

Do you think I'm afraid of you?

Anyway…

Everything you are doing
is going to be known.

You're not going to be able
to keep hiding, you fucking pig.

Hiding from whom, Sofia?

From the women
who will knock on my door yelling?

Since before you were even born?

They have come with signs,
with banners, with handkerchiefs.

Now, they go, show their tits,
singing weird things.

They throw eggs, they scream.

Do you think I'm afraid of a lynch mob?

I don't understand, Sofia.

All this yelling from you,

this fight,

why now? Why did they take so long?

Why wait so long?

It would have been much simpler

stabbing rapists at night
while they slept.

Or pouring ground glass into their food

to those husbands who beat them,
who treat them badly.

Of course, what you want is…

You want us to be something
that we are not.

Why not just kill us already? Huh?

Do you think it would be easy to shoot me?

Can I show you something?

If you do it like this,

the bullet goes into the chamber.

And the trigger is very sensitive.

You touch it and it goes off.

It's scary, isn't it?

No.

I'm not afraid of you.

Enough, Sofia, enough.

-Where is Zeta?
-Here.

I'm Zeta.

Look, you asshole,

two years ago,

you were dancing innocent choreography
at the school chapel.

Don't ever make fun of me, asshole.

I'm the closest to Zeta
you're going to get, asshole.

Well, your favorite moment has arrived,
Fernandez.

I was wrong.

You were right.

What happened inside wasn't normal.

And the transfer?

They didn't want to transfer her.

If someone was trying

to get rid of Elisa, he reached the top.

It is not two prisoners and an officer.

The data that the little girls leaked

are the tip of the iceberg.

And we didn't do anything
until it blew up on us.

The question now is,

what do we do? Do we report it?

If Elisa is right, we can't trust anyone.

The people in this office
may be linked to The Pack.

We're alone, boss.

Well, fuck, you have answers
for everything.

Do not disappoint me. What do we do?

There's no time.

If Elisa goes back to jail,
they will kill her.

Come here.

Turn around.

It's good. Go ahead.

Go. They are waiting.

What angers me the most is
that you didn't trust me, Elisa.

I asked, "What did you do?" And silence.

I asked, "Why?" And silence.

What do you want to hear?

That the judge was with The Pack?

Huh?

That he covered for priests?

That he did parties with children,

that he looked for them in the street?

If you'd said that the judge
was with The Pack…

What would you have done?

Would you have stopped him?

Hell yeah.

But you wouldn't have shot him
in the face like I did.

Or would you have?

These people know us, Olivia.

They know perfectly well
that you won't do anything wrong.

Maybe they don't know me that well.

And neither do you.

Could be.

Why didn't you give me that investigation?

Would you have dared to do
what those little girls did?

Bring it out into the open?
Leak all the information?

Illegally.

It's late.

For me it is.

But you can still do something.

Be very careful.

I'm done.

Those two are done.

Go to hell.

Personnel for an operation needed.

Let's go.

Let's go. You coming?

You two go. I'll stay with her.

Are you sure?

THERE'S NOTHING. THEY FUCKED US!

You got it right.

They go by the book.

-Here
-Let's go, come on.

-Go ahead.
-Shut up.

Drag it.

Shut up!

Sofia.

Sofi.

-Shit!
-What happened?

Get out of there.

We'll wait.

Okay. Let's go.

It's Celeste. Sofia, look at me.

We have to go. The police are coming.

Sofia, Sofia, look at me.

Celeste, calm down.

I'm going to get you out of here.
I need you to wake up.

I need you to be awake.

Come on, come on.

That's it.

That's it, come on.

Let's go.

Begoña, you have seven minutes.
Get them out of there.

Thanks.

Run, run, fast.

Tell them to stop behind the car.

Hide behind that car.

That's it.

You lost them.

Forgive me.

Forgive me for taking so long.

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