Parot (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Carnaval - full transcript
The investigation of the murders takes a hit when the monkey masks become a trend during Carnival, since the murder wears one. Haro's antics begin affecting Isabel's life, whose emotional stability is a bout to be put to a terrible test.
Nueva Mañana newspaper
thanks you all for coming.
The Amanecer Awards,
recognizing this year's
most outstanding citizens,
will begin shortly.
You could have at least
worn a suit.
You could have
brought your wife.
If I'm screwed,
so are you.
I bet if we made these guys
empty their pockets,
we'd find more narcotics
than in a cartel warehouse.
I'm starting to regret
calling you.
Why are we here?
I'm here under duress.
For the PR department.
-And me?
-How's the case going?
The same as when you asked me
a half hour ago.
-What's your issue with Isabel?
-That's why I'm here?
To see if a change of scene
would help you open up.
It's nothing
you can't solve.
Put her with
someone else, period.
Look, I'm not interested
in your private life.
When you requested a partner,
did I ask any questions?
You were
the perfect team together.
You asked
to change districts.
What the hell happened?
Don't meddle
in my private life, okay?
-Your life's a mess.
-And yours...?
-It's not so bad.
-Screwing the accountant.
-That was a mistake.
-Right.
Don't demand any explanations
unless I do.
Don't pretend you're an example
to follow.
I'm going to the bathroom.
Go socialize
and make some friends.
It'd do you good.
I didn't do anything to you.
That bastard.
-Hey.
-Hello.
I could arrest you
for harassment.
I'm in a public place.
How would you prove it?
-You sure know the law.
-It's no surprise, honey.
I'd hear you reciting
when you studied for exams.
For instance, I know exactly
how many pieces there are
in all the different firearms.
Useful for a mom.
-You should have come up.
-I'm fine here.
I have to get to work.
I'll walk with you,
you can endure me a bit longer.
It won't be long,
it's right here.
-So?
-So what?
Any news?
Isabel, what's wrong?
Where's my car?
I parked it here.
-Well, hang on...
-No, Mom, no.
I'm certain.
I left it here.
I parked it here!
Wait a minute.
Did you misplace it
like the gift?
Excuse me?
What are you saying?
That I can't remember things?
That I'm unstable
and losing it?
-Or whatever the hell you say.
-I didn't say that.
Goddamnit...
I thought it wouldn't hurt.
They don't come out easily.
Shall I continue?
I hope it doesn't leave
a bald spot.
Although it's nothing compared
to what might have happened.
You were lucky.
Have they caught the guy?
Right, like they'll catch him.
I'm a strong woman.
I always have been.
And now I look behind me
when I'm alone in the street.
The prick did more than give me
a scar and 17 sutures.
He terrified me.
I've bought a ton
of pepper spray online.
-You can have one if you like.
-No, thanks.
Here, take one.
Careful where you point it,
watch your eyes.
I've cared for
countless victims here.
It's horrible to see them.
I often wonder
how they managed to start anew.
-If they've recovered.
-That would be a good feature.
Actually, it'd be brilliant.
How life goes on afterwards.
Hey, how...?
How can I get in touch
with these women?
That's confidential.
Sure, I understand.
But this would be a positive
report to help people.
A way of showing
there is hope afterwards.
A few women who'd like
to share their stories.
Anonymously, of course.
I'm a diligent reporter.
If we don't
help each other out, Carmen...
I can't.
-Thanks.
-No problem.
I need you to sign
the medical insurance slip.
I'm ashamed to ask but...
Could I get an autograph?
-I'm a huge fan.
-Of course, sweetie.
Did you say you work
in administration?
What stress, right?
All that paperwork...
-But my passion is TV, really.
-Get out of town!
-Want to chat over coffee?
-Sure thing.
-Thanks.
-I'll be right out.
I hope that
far-off look means
you're thinking
about our killer.
-How long have you been here?
-Since 4:45am.
-I'll file the overtime.
-Good. Come to any conclusions?
Our killer knows
exactly what to do.
It's all these
goddamn TV shows.
They give them
all they need to know
in the interest
of entertainment.
I doubt he saw this on TV.
His actions reflect experience
and organization.
He knows how we work.
-No way.
-It's possible.
-It can't be a cop.
-We're amongst some
-of the angriest at the ruling.
-You're a prime example.
Hello?
-There's been another one.
-Excuse me?
-We're on it.
-Isabel, where were you?
Out.
I've got a report to file.
-My car's been stolen.
-What?
I don't know, bad luck, I guess.
I parked it last night
and this morning it was gone.
-They just found your car.
-Already?
It was parked 100 meters
from where you said.
Where on earth is your head at?
How can you
do your job
if you don't know
where you parked?
-Where's the latest body?
-On a construction site.
-Looks like the monkey.
-You know what to do.
-Remember your job duties?
-Yes.
Perea.
-What's up? Are you sick?
-What?
No, it's just a headache.
Come on.
It's considered
a potentially dangerous breed
but it's also a fantastic
guard dog.
Her bite exerts between 660
and 770 pounds of pressure.
If she gets you,
she won't let go.
Her name is Paqui.
It doesn't exactly suit her.
You look after me...
and I'll look after you.
That's quite a bruise.
-I'll see if I can hide it.
-Don't even think about it.
In fact, make it stand out.
I want it to be seen.
It'll make the police look bad.
They're useless.
Go ahead.
Someone just left you this.
A woman, she wouldn't come in.
-Okay. Thanks.
-No problem.
God, it's impossible.
-We're on in 15 minutes.
-Coming.
-What's up, Abaño?
-He's through the back.
What have we got?
He got out a week ago.
Strangled, like the last one.
-What's today's story?
-He burgled luxury homes.
He strangled a developer
trying to make him open a safe.
"Time served".
Another card.
Well... it seems
we've hit a dead-end.
Let's see if Forensics
has any luck.
Why are you
taking tranquilizers?
Stay out of my life.
You'd never take this stuff.
You have nerves of steel.
Leave me alone.
Not much, but Forensics
should find something.
What's up with her?
Here's today's stuff.
If you need to talk to me,
use this cellphone.
Call the number saved in here,
not mine.
No.
It'd be a mistake.
Hold up.
Why?
I'm starving.
Goddammit.
What's this?
-Why do you care?
-Why is my partner's name on it?
I don't know.
It's a list of rape victims.
But what...? Who...?
I don't know, no idea.
A source got it for me.
Put me on to Ramón Díaz
in Legal Archives.
It's Nieto. I need the verdict
of a rape case. It's urgent.
No, I need it now.
Isabel Mora. Who did it?
Open up.
-Is Juan in?
-Go on through.
I don't know
what today's lineup is,
but it can wait.
Can I help you?
You son of a...
So, you like
raping women, do you?
How's it going?
What are those circles?
Addresses of the
victims' families.
I'm marking ones
where men live....
men strong enough to kill,
based on their age and build.
Look this over.
And have someone track them.
Okay.
The Ex-con Killer
has struck again.
The victim was
a 46-year-old male
with the initials R.M.B.
He was found strangled
at a construction site.
Nobody knows who's hiding
behind the monkey mask,
while fear and neurosis starts
to spread among inmates.
And now, a real scoop.
Our network has received
first-hand knowledge...
Officer Isabel Mora
was raped when she was young
by the aristocrat
Julián López de Haro.
Isabel Mora has hidden
her awful experience
all this time.
Not even
her most trusted colleagues
knew of her painful past.
Yes, good evening.
I'm calling from
51, Ginzo de Limia Street.
Three B.
My power's out.
What do you mean?
Why have you cut it off?
What letter?
No... No, I didn't get
any letter!
Come on, pick up.
-Andrea, do you want some pizza?
-No. I'm heading home.
I imagine... someone's waiting
for you to have dinner.
No, actually.
Do you live alone?
I don't like pizza.
Right. Sure.
You don't want to talk...
I'm the one who does
all the talking, right?
-I'm going.
-If it weren't...
Without you, I wouldn't
have lasted in prison.
Our conversations helped
ease my pain a little.
Two years of talking...
and you know everything about me
but I know nothing about you.
You don't need to.
I've told you things
I've never told anyone else...
-and I only trust you.
-You don't have much choice.
Are you this cold...
with all your patients?
-It isn't the same.
-What do you mean?
In this relationship...
-you're fully dependent on me.
-Is that right?
Aren't I the one
who's helping you?
It's been revealed today
that Isabel Mora,
one of the agents
leading the case,
was raped by one
of the ex-cons
when she was
a young girl.
The Altamira Cave
is being reopened...
I have to...
I have...
I had a bite to eat tonight.
Why are you here?
Who gave you Isabel's address?
I'm doing my job, okay?
-How could you stir all this up?
-Why wouldn't I?
-It's in the public's interest?
-Public interest?
You'd sell your mother
for ratings.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
You can't talk to me like this
just because we have sex.
And you have the right
to screw up someone's life?
Knowing if that police officer
is fit to do her damn job
is in the public's interest.
Maybe it's why
you're getting nowhere.
So you're doing it to help.
Just what we need,
help from the damn press.
What the hell are you doing?
-What the...!
-Shut off the damn camera!
-Javi, he's a cop!
-Stop filming Isabel!
-Javi, stop!
-Give me the damn camera!
-Do you know what that's worth?
What's going on, Nieto?
Why are their reporters here?
-What's wrong?
-You're telling the whole story!
It's all there!
Everything he did to me!
After all I've been through!
My humiliation!
The shame, the guilt.
That I don't want to live.
-You're writing it all down!
-Calm down, Isabel. I just...
I just want to understand
how your case develops.
I'm not your patient!
I'm your daughter!
-Nothing happened!
-Listen to me.
-Nothing happened to me!
-Isabel, listen.
-Listen to me!
-No!
Listen!
You ignore what happened.
-You were raped.
-No.
That will stay with you
for the rest of your life.
No.
Mom? Mom.
Mom.
I didn't know you'd been...
-It's horrible, I'm sorry.
-No, I'm fine.
I'm okay.
It's important you don't worry.
Just carry on with your life.
How am I going to do that?
Mom, you're everywhere.
-There are camera crews!
-It'll pass. I'm trending now!
It'll be
something else tomorrow.
Don't protect me.
I had to hear what happened
from someone else.
As if I didn't exist,
like I'm not part of you.
-It wouldn't have helped...
-How do you know?
It might have helped me
understand my life.
The control, the obsessions,
making me cover up...
Mom, I'm a freak.
I am.
I'm 16
and I've never kissed a boy.
You projected your fears
onto me.
Thank you.
Sol.
-Where are you going?
-To meet some friends.
Hi.
You here for another round?
Don't get all defensive.
It's a mechanism
to stop you from falling apart.
-Right.
-But don't use it on me.
I don't want this.
I know why you're here,
the answer is no.
You have to quit the case.
What were you thinking?
You're looking
for the Ex-con Killer,
the one who could kill
the man who destroyed you.
Don't you want him dead?
-Answer me.
-I'm a police officer.
What kind of answer is that?
It gets me up in the morning.
I want to do what's right.
Doing something nonsensical
isn't doing what's right.
You don't need
to be the one to protect him.
Yes, I do.
It makes me better than him.
You think I don't want him dead?
That I don't hope it's him
every time there's a new victim?
But I have to be stronger.
The law has granted him freedom.
I believe in the law.
Yes, I get it. As I said...
Yes.
Yes, of course.
Understandable. I get it.
Yes, but... Yes, okay then.
Right, yes.
Alright then. Thanks very much.
Goddammit. I'm such
a kiss-up recently.
-We have a problem.
-Really? Figure it out.
Someone's here
to report an officer.
My name is Julián López de Haro.
I know full well who you are.
What do you want?
One of the cops
from this precinct beat me up.
-Sorry?
-And he killed my dog.
He shot her.
That's not possible.
I can personally vouch
for each of my men.
I can assure you
-none of them is capable...
-It was me.
In my office.
Now.
Take a statement from him.
I hope you have time
to hear all I have to say,
-it wasn't pretty.
-Follow me, please.
-The dog bleeding out...
-If you would.
-Terribly sad.
-Come on.
What the hell was going
through your mind?
-You're a public servant!
-I know. I know full well.
I can't justify it.
Is there any way
you might get him to drop it?
No chance.
If I had the chance again,
I'd finish what I started.
That's the spirit,
always willing to help.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Like hell you're leaving me
with this mess.
-Pick up your badge.
-I can't be objective.
I'll settle for you
just obeying orders.
Now find yourself a costume,
you're going to Carnival.
Get this,
one of the ex-cons works
for the City Council's
cleaning service.
Tonight he's got a shift
at a costume party.
-Damn.
-Damn is right. Hey...
Have you heard from her?
Right. Well...
Back to it.
We can't alert the public.
No damn police presence.
They made that abundantly clear.
I've swallowed more trash
than a garbage disposal.
Understood.
I'll be
the street cleaner's shadow.
As for blending in,
you won't get me in a costume.
Wear whatever you like.
Just don't go as a monkey.
POLICE STATION
What a coincidence.
We need one
of those ticket dispensers
-to avoid a queue forming.
-Damn, you startled me.
Isabel.
You're off the case.
It's a decision I have to make.
I'm very sorry.
No...
You can't be freaking serious.
No!
Don't make me a victim,
I'm a cop.
All my colleagues pity me.
They've forgotten who I am.
If you don't put
your faith in me,
I'll always be the poor
16-year-old girl who got raped.
I just want to work.
I just want to be normal.
Isabel, you're not normal.
You have more balls than anyone.
Can I stay on the case?
-Where's Nieto?
-I hope he's doing his job,
not getting reported again,
he's in pretty hot water.
Reported? What did he do?
The target is in my sight.
-What's your position?
-No developments.
-Everything in order.
-I want a balloon.
-I want a balloon.
-Get lost, kid.
-I want a balloon.
-Where are your parents?
-Go find your parents.
-What's up?
Go find them.
Someone wants to buy a balloon.
I lost him, Abaño.
-I lost him.
-What do you mean? Goddammit.
I can't see him, Nieto.
Freeze!
-Are you alright?
-Yes.
Stop!
Police, freeze!
Stop!
Stop that man! Stop!
Freeze!
Police! Don't move!
-I didn't do anything.
-Goddamn it!
-Nobody move!
-Don't move.
-Take it easy.
-You screwed me,
-now I'm going to screw you.
-Easy.
-Relax. Drop the weapon.
-Easy.
You're dead, bastard.
Take it easy.
Put the gun down.
Stop! Don't move!
Stop! Don't move!
Stay right there!
Don't move, easy does it.
Go ahead.
Are you okay?
-Yes.
-Sure?
Who are you?
Isabel Mora.
Officer Mora. I'm new.
-The gun could have gone off.
-I weighed up the probability.
You have to be careful
improvising in this job.
-Go get your nose cleaned up.
-I'm fine.
Hey.
Is this a good time?
Come in.
What a mess you have here.
I think of it as an incomplete
collage of good intentions.
-How poetic.
-That's me.
Always keeping positive.
Would you like a drink?
No. No.
I just came to say thank you.
-I heard you got reported.
-I should have killed him.
-I don't know why I didn't.
-It's my problem.
Right. So, you won't
talk to me about this.
More? No, thanks.
If you want details,
I'm all over the papers.
What are you doing?
Making use of my time.
What do you want?
To dig up the past?
Drop the damn broom!
Why didn't you tell me?
I would've understood.
Why does it matter?
I felt like crap afterwards.
I didn't know
what I'd done wrong.
I thought I'd messed up
the only good thing I had.
There we go then.
All cleared up.
I'll take out the trash.
Right.
This is ridiculous.
Come in.
I don't often say this...
-But?
-You're nearly as good as me.
I'm better than you.
Yep. You'd never have solved
this case without me.
Not to mention the others.
What do you think I did
before you got here?
You were just...
a run-of-the-mill cop.
Happy reading tonight.
Tomorrow, same as always?
Don't touch me! Don't touch me!
-What are you doing?
-Don't touch me.
What's wrong?
Don't move.
Don't move.
-Take it easy.
-Don't move!
thanks you all for coming.
The Amanecer Awards,
recognizing this year's
most outstanding citizens,
will begin shortly.
You could have at least
worn a suit.
You could have
brought your wife.
If I'm screwed,
so are you.
I bet if we made these guys
empty their pockets,
we'd find more narcotics
than in a cartel warehouse.
I'm starting to regret
calling you.
Why are we here?
I'm here under duress.
For the PR department.
-And me?
-How's the case going?
The same as when you asked me
a half hour ago.
-What's your issue with Isabel?
-That's why I'm here?
To see if a change of scene
would help you open up.
It's nothing
you can't solve.
Put her with
someone else, period.
Look, I'm not interested
in your private life.
When you requested a partner,
did I ask any questions?
You were
the perfect team together.
You asked
to change districts.
What the hell happened?
Don't meddle
in my private life, okay?
-Your life's a mess.
-And yours...?
-It's not so bad.
-Screwing the accountant.
-That was a mistake.
-Right.
Don't demand any explanations
unless I do.
Don't pretend you're an example
to follow.
I'm going to the bathroom.
Go socialize
and make some friends.
It'd do you good.
I didn't do anything to you.
That bastard.
-Hey.
-Hello.
I could arrest you
for harassment.
I'm in a public place.
How would you prove it?
-You sure know the law.
-It's no surprise, honey.
I'd hear you reciting
when you studied for exams.
For instance, I know exactly
how many pieces there are
in all the different firearms.
Useful for a mom.
-You should have come up.
-I'm fine here.
I have to get to work.
I'll walk with you,
you can endure me a bit longer.
It won't be long,
it's right here.
-So?
-So what?
Any news?
Isabel, what's wrong?
Where's my car?
I parked it here.
-Well, hang on...
-No, Mom, no.
I'm certain.
I left it here.
I parked it here!
Wait a minute.
Did you misplace it
like the gift?
Excuse me?
What are you saying?
That I can't remember things?
That I'm unstable
and losing it?
-Or whatever the hell you say.
-I didn't say that.
Goddamnit...
I thought it wouldn't hurt.
They don't come out easily.
Shall I continue?
I hope it doesn't leave
a bald spot.
Although it's nothing compared
to what might have happened.
You were lucky.
Have they caught the guy?
Right, like they'll catch him.
I'm a strong woman.
I always have been.
And now I look behind me
when I'm alone in the street.
The prick did more than give me
a scar and 17 sutures.
He terrified me.
I've bought a ton
of pepper spray online.
-You can have one if you like.
-No, thanks.
Here, take one.
Careful where you point it,
watch your eyes.
I've cared for
countless victims here.
It's horrible to see them.
I often wonder
how they managed to start anew.
-If they've recovered.
-That would be a good feature.
Actually, it'd be brilliant.
How life goes on afterwards.
Hey, how...?
How can I get in touch
with these women?
That's confidential.
Sure, I understand.
But this would be a positive
report to help people.
A way of showing
there is hope afterwards.
A few women who'd like
to share their stories.
Anonymously, of course.
I'm a diligent reporter.
If we don't
help each other out, Carmen...
I can't.
-Thanks.
-No problem.
I need you to sign
the medical insurance slip.
I'm ashamed to ask but...
Could I get an autograph?
-I'm a huge fan.
-Of course, sweetie.
Did you say you work
in administration?
What stress, right?
All that paperwork...
-But my passion is TV, really.
-Get out of town!
-Want to chat over coffee?
-Sure thing.
-Thanks.
-I'll be right out.
I hope that
far-off look means
you're thinking
about our killer.
-How long have you been here?
-Since 4:45am.
-I'll file the overtime.
-Good. Come to any conclusions?
Our killer knows
exactly what to do.
It's all these
goddamn TV shows.
They give them
all they need to know
in the interest
of entertainment.
I doubt he saw this on TV.
His actions reflect experience
and organization.
He knows how we work.
-No way.
-It's possible.
-It can't be a cop.
-We're amongst some
-of the angriest at the ruling.
-You're a prime example.
Hello?
-There's been another one.
-Excuse me?
-We're on it.
-Isabel, where were you?
Out.
I've got a report to file.
-My car's been stolen.
-What?
I don't know, bad luck, I guess.
I parked it last night
and this morning it was gone.
-They just found your car.
-Already?
It was parked 100 meters
from where you said.
Where on earth is your head at?
How can you
do your job
if you don't know
where you parked?
-Where's the latest body?
-On a construction site.
-Looks like the monkey.
-You know what to do.
-Remember your job duties?
-Yes.
Perea.
-What's up? Are you sick?
-What?
No, it's just a headache.
Come on.
It's considered
a potentially dangerous breed
but it's also a fantastic
guard dog.
Her bite exerts between 660
and 770 pounds of pressure.
If she gets you,
she won't let go.
Her name is Paqui.
It doesn't exactly suit her.
You look after me...
and I'll look after you.
That's quite a bruise.
-I'll see if I can hide it.
-Don't even think about it.
In fact, make it stand out.
I want it to be seen.
It'll make the police look bad.
They're useless.
Go ahead.
Someone just left you this.
A woman, she wouldn't come in.
-Okay. Thanks.
-No problem.
God, it's impossible.
-We're on in 15 minutes.
-Coming.
-What's up, Abaño?
-He's through the back.
What have we got?
He got out a week ago.
Strangled, like the last one.
-What's today's story?
-He burgled luxury homes.
He strangled a developer
trying to make him open a safe.
"Time served".
Another card.
Well... it seems
we've hit a dead-end.
Let's see if Forensics
has any luck.
Why are you
taking tranquilizers?
Stay out of my life.
You'd never take this stuff.
You have nerves of steel.
Leave me alone.
Not much, but Forensics
should find something.
What's up with her?
Here's today's stuff.
If you need to talk to me,
use this cellphone.
Call the number saved in here,
not mine.
No.
It'd be a mistake.
Hold up.
Why?
I'm starving.
Goddammit.
What's this?
-Why do you care?
-Why is my partner's name on it?
I don't know.
It's a list of rape victims.
But what...? Who...?
I don't know, no idea.
A source got it for me.
Put me on to Ramón Díaz
in Legal Archives.
It's Nieto. I need the verdict
of a rape case. It's urgent.
No, I need it now.
Isabel Mora. Who did it?
Open up.
-Is Juan in?
-Go on through.
I don't know
what today's lineup is,
but it can wait.
Can I help you?
You son of a...
So, you like
raping women, do you?
How's it going?
What are those circles?
Addresses of the
victims' families.
I'm marking ones
where men live....
men strong enough to kill,
based on their age and build.
Look this over.
And have someone track them.
Okay.
The Ex-con Killer
has struck again.
The victim was
a 46-year-old male
with the initials R.M.B.
He was found strangled
at a construction site.
Nobody knows who's hiding
behind the monkey mask,
while fear and neurosis starts
to spread among inmates.
And now, a real scoop.
Our network has received
first-hand knowledge...
Officer Isabel Mora
was raped when she was young
by the aristocrat
Julián López de Haro.
Isabel Mora has hidden
her awful experience
all this time.
Not even
her most trusted colleagues
knew of her painful past.
Yes, good evening.
I'm calling from
51, Ginzo de Limia Street.
Three B.
My power's out.
What do you mean?
Why have you cut it off?
What letter?
No... No, I didn't get
any letter!
Come on, pick up.
-Andrea, do you want some pizza?
-No. I'm heading home.
I imagine... someone's waiting
for you to have dinner.
No, actually.
Do you live alone?
I don't like pizza.
Right. Sure.
You don't want to talk...
I'm the one who does
all the talking, right?
-I'm going.
-If it weren't...
Without you, I wouldn't
have lasted in prison.
Our conversations helped
ease my pain a little.
Two years of talking...
and you know everything about me
but I know nothing about you.
You don't need to.
I've told you things
I've never told anyone else...
-and I only trust you.
-You don't have much choice.
Are you this cold...
with all your patients?
-It isn't the same.
-What do you mean?
In this relationship...
-you're fully dependent on me.
-Is that right?
Aren't I the one
who's helping you?
It's been revealed today
that Isabel Mora,
one of the agents
leading the case,
was raped by one
of the ex-cons
when she was
a young girl.
The Altamira Cave
is being reopened...
I have to...
I have...
I had a bite to eat tonight.
Why are you here?
Who gave you Isabel's address?
I'm doing my job, okay?
-How could you stir all this up?
-Why wouldn't I?
-It's in the public's interest?
-Public interest?
You'd sell your mother
for ratings.
Who the hell
do you think you are?
You can't talk to me like this
just because we have sex.
And you have the right
to screw up someone's life?
Knowing if that police officer
is fit to do her damn job
is in the public's interest.
Maybe it's why
you're getting nowhere.
So you're doing it to help.
Just what we need,
help from the damn press.
What the hell are you doing?
-What the...!
-Shut off the damn camera!
-Javi, he's a cop!
-Stop filming Isabel!
-Javi, stop!
-Give me the damn camera!
-Do you know what that's worth?
What's going on, Nieto?
Why are their reporters here?
-What's wrong?
-You're telling the whole story!
It's all there!
Everything he did to me!
After all I've been through!
My humiliation!
The shame, the guilt.
That I don't want to live.
-You're writing it all down!
-Calm down, Isabel. I just...
I just want to understand
how your case develops.
I'm not your patient!
I'm your daughter!
-Nothing happened!
-Listen to me.
-Nothing happened to me!
-Isabel, listen.
-Listen to me!
-No!
Listen!
You ignore what happened.
-You were raped.
-No.
That will stay with you
for the rest of your life.
No.
Mom? Mom.
Mom.
I didn't know you'd been...
-It's horrible, I'm sorry.
-No, I'm fine.
I'm okay.
It's important you don't worry.
Just carry on with your life.
How am I going to do that?
Mom, you're everywhere.
-There are camera crews!
-It'll pass. I'm trending now!
It'll be
something else tomorrow.
Don't protect me.
I had to hear what happened
from someone else.
As if I didn't exist,
like I'm not part of you.
-It wouldn't have helped...
-How do you know?
It might have helped me
understand my life.
The control, the obsessions,
making me cover up...
Mom, I'm a freak.
I am.
I'm 16
and I've never kissed a boy.
You projected your fears
onto me.
Thank you.
Sol.
-Where are you going?
-To meet some friends.
Hi.
You here for another round?
Don't get all defensive.
It's a mechanism
to stop you from falling apart.
-Right.
-But don't use it on me.
I don't want this.
I know why you're here,
the answer is no.
You have to quit the case.
What were you thinking?
You're looking
for the Ex-con Killer,
the one who could kill
the man who destroyed you.
Don't you want him dead?
-Answer me.
-I'm a police officer.
What kind of answer is that?
It gets me up in the morning.
I want to do what's right.
Doing something nonsensical
isn't doing what's right.
You don't need
to be the one to protect him.
Yes, I do.
It makes me better than him.
You think I don't want him dead?
That I don't hope it's him
every time there's a new victim?
But I have to be stronger.
The law has granted him freedom.
I believe in the law.
Yes, I get it. As I said...
Yes.
Yes, of course.
Understandable. I get it.
Yes, but... Yes, okay then.
Right, yes.
Alright then. Thanks very much.
Goddammit. I'm such
a kiss-up recently.
-We have a problem.
-Really? Figure it out.
Someone's here
to report an officer.
My name is Julián López de Haro.
I know full well who you are.
What do you want?
One of the cops
from this precinct beat me up.
-Sorry?
-And he killed my dog.
He shot her.
That's not possible.
I can personally vouch
for each of my men.
I can assure you
-none of them is capable...
-It was me.
In my office.
Now.
Take a statement from him.
I hope you have time
to hear all I have to say,
-it wasn't pretty.
-Follow me, please.
-The dog bleeding out...
-If you would.
-Terribly sad.
-Come on.
What the hell was going
through your mind?
-You're a public servant!
-I know. I know full well.
I can't justify it.
Is there any way
you might get him to drop it?
No chance.
If I had the chance again,
I'd finish what I started.
That's the spirit,
always willing to help.
What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Like hell you're leaving me
with this mess.
-Pick up your badge.
-I can't be objective.
I'll settle for you
just obeying orders.
Now find yourself a costume,
you're going to Carnival.
Get this,
one of the ex-cons works
for the City Council's
cleaning service.
Tonight he's got a shift
at a costume party.
-Damn.
-Damn is right. Hey...
Have you heard from her?
Right. Well...
Back to it.
We can't alert the public.
No damn police presence.
They made that abundantly clear.
I've swallowed more trash
than a garbage disposal.
Understood.
I'll be
the street cleaner's shadow.
As for blending in,
you won't get me in a costume.
Wear whatever you like.
Just don't go as a monkey.
POLICE STATION
What a coincidence.
We need one
of those ticket dispensers
-to avoid a queue forming.
-Damn, you startled me.
Isabel.
You're off the case.
It's a decision I have to make.
I'm very sorry.
No...
You can't be freaking serious.
No!
Don't make me a victim,
I'm a cop.
All my colleagues pity me.
They've forgotten who I am.
If you don't put
your faith in me,
I'll always be the poor
16-year-old girl who got raped.
I just want to work.
I just want to be normal.
Isabel, you're not normal.
You have more balls than anyone.
Can I stay on the case?
-Where's Nieto?
-I hope he's doing his job,
not getting reported again,
he's in pretty hot water.
Reported? What did he do?
The target is in my sight.
-What's your position?
-No developments.
-Everything in order.
-I want a balloon.
-I want a balloon.
-Get lost, kid.
-I want a balloon.
-Where are your parents?
-Go find your parents.
-What's up?
Go find them.
Someone wants to buy a balloon.
I lost him, Abaño.
-I lost him.
-What do you mean? Goddammit.
I can't see him, Nieto.
Freeze!
-Are you alright?
-Yes.
Stop!
Police, freeze!
Stop!
Stop that man! Stop!
Freeze!
Police! Don't move!
-I didn't do anything.
-Goddamn it!
-Nobody move!
-Don't move.
-Take it easy.
-You screwed me,
-now I'm going to screw you.
-Easy.
-Relax. Drop the weapon.
-Easy.
You're dead, bastard.
Take it easy.
Put the gun down.
Stop! Don't move!
Stop! Don't move!
Stay right there!
Don't move, easy does it.
Go ahead.
Are you okay?
-Yes.
-Sure?
Who are you?
Isabel Mora.
Officer Mora. I'm new.
-The gun could have gone off.
-I weighed up the probability.
You have to be careful
improvising in this job.
-Go get your nose cleaned up.
-I'm fine.
Hey.
Is this a good time?
Come in.
What a mess you have here.
I think of it as an incomplete
collage of good intentions.
-How poetic.
-That's me.
Always keeping positive.
Would you like a drink?
No. No.
I just came to say thank you.
-I heard you got reported.
-I should have killed him.
-I don't know why I didn't.
-It's my problem.
Right. So, you won't
talk to me about this.
More? No, thanks.
If you want details,
I'm all over the papers.
What are you doing?
Making use of my time.
What do you want?
To dig up the past?
Drop the damn broom!
Why didn't you tell me?
I would've understood.
Why does it matter?
I felt like crap afterwards.
I didn't know
what I'd done wrong.
I thought I'd messed up
the only good thing I had.
There we go then.
All cleared up.
I'll take out the trash.
Right.
This is ridiculous.
Come in.
I don't often say this...
-But?
-You're nearly as good as me.
I'm better than you.
Yep. You'd never have solved
this case without me.
Not to mention the others.
What do you think I did
before you got here?
You were just...
a run-of-the-mill cop.
Happy reading tonight.
Tomorrow, same as always?
Don't touch me! Don't touch me!
-What are you doing?
-Don't touch me.
What's wrong?
Don't move.
Don't move.
-Take it easy.
-Don't move!