Women in Blue (2024) s01e06 Episode Script
Laura
[lovers breathing heavily]
[lover 1 moans]
[moaning and heavy breathing continue]
[rock music plays on radio]
[both panting]
[panting continues]
[Lucas] We can't keep doing this.
You found me before I could come to you.
Yeah, I know, but it's been
a whole week and
I'm not That guy is not me.
- How convenient.
- Huh?
Because you could have told me
to fuck off at some point
before waiting at my place
- to fuck in a parking lot, Lucas!
- I'm going to break up with Clara.
I'm breaking up with Clara.
It's only you and me, Val.
It's been just us all along.
I love you.
Morning.
Hey. Morning. Morning.
What's up?
CRIME SECTION
URGEN
[indistinct chatter]
[reading] "Publish this letter
on the front page of your paper tomorrow,
or I'll kill someone's daughter
every day until you do.
To prove that I'm who I say I am,
I left Alma Álvarez's body
at kilometer 27
next to the highway to Toluca.
But she didn't die there.
I had to kill her at Juárez Hospital.
Alma had a beauty mark on her left thigh.
That detail was never published."
Check it out. And call forensics now.
"To all the women in the city, I am death.
My arrival is just as unexpected
as it is certain.
The police have done nothing but lie,
so I decided to speak to you directly.
I hunt vipers.
And I hunt them alone.
I roam the streets,
guided by a compass that directs me,
that helps me choose,
that brings me to you.
Step softly, carefully,
because when our eyes finally meet,
even if for an instant,
I'll make your death mine.
See you before long."
Signed The Undresser of Tlalpan, 169.
- Check it out.
- Yes, sir.
Chief, it checks out.
Should I call the press?
- Yeah, call 'em.
- Chief, no way we publish this.
- How do we not? It's news.
- Maybe we shouldn't follow crazy orders.
You should shut up.
- Chief, please be smart.
- Lucas.
- Please, Chief!
- Lucas!
Listen to me. We'll publish the manifesto.
Or else we'll have a lot more
parents of victims to explain to.
Call the press.
Women are going to be terrified.
And I wouldn't blame them.
WOMEN IN BLUE
THE UNDRESSER
IN HIS OWN WORDS
[knocking on door]
You don't have to knock twice. Come in.
Are they awake?
- No, they're not up yet.
- Okay.
Hi.
- Are they upstairs?
- Don't make noise.
I'll come down soon.
I don't know how much longer
we'll be able to go on like this.
[TV playing indistinctly]
The children are going to notice.
Well, yeah. They'll definitely notice.
They're not stupid.
- Why not let me come on back?
- No. I'm done pretending.
- I don't wanna pretend either.
- [horn honks]
- Mom, I just heard the van.
- Yes, honey, coming.
Ah. No, no.
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going.
- Stay put.
- Fine.
Don't forget you have to be at school
with Alex tomorrow, okay?
Tomorrow's that thing for Alex?
Yes, tomorrow. He told you last week
and the week before last.
The thing is, I have to meet with
some clients, and the clients are here.
Just this week, and they leave tomorrow.
It's important.
- All the other fathers will be there.
- [horn honking]
- [Alex] Dad, the van is leaving!
- Coming.
I'm a total asshole. I should have known.
- [TV host] And now the man who brings
- I love you.
the most discussed personalities
right to your home.
- Ciao.
- We present the man of the hour,
Jacobo Zabludovsky.
[Jacobo] Mr. Gregorio Cadenas
invites us to Lecumberri prison today.
Mr. Cadenas, thank you very much
for giving us your time this morning.
Call me Goyo, please.
GREGORIO CADENAS
LECUMBERRI PRISON
In your book you explain extensive details
concerning the barbarities of this prison.
I've been here for 30 years
because the police decided
that I'm an animal
that must get caged away here forever.
I see behind you have hung up
various clipped newspaper articles
on The Undresser.
Don't you think
The Undresser is an animal?
No.
Animals don't don't have a a reason.
They don't have any motivation
or emotions.
And speaking of motives, Goyo,
what do you think the number 169 means?
The police are sure
that it's a symbol of Satan.
No. No, no, no. No, well, they
they're always wrong, as usual.
The police have always been great
at underestimating
the people of this country.
When they speak of monsters,
there's an image.
Uh, and everyone expects
a fanged, devilish, hideous,
two-meter-tall rat, with claws,
an awful picture they paint,
while the real murderer
is still out in public.
It's a person
who doesn't look
much different than you or me,
since he's unnoticed, invisible.
SOR JUANA INÉS DE LA CRUZ
POEMS
[muttering] "You foolish men
who lay the guilt on women
not seeing you're the cause
of the very thing you blame"
PHILOSOPHICAL SATIRE
[knocking on door]
An uncle who did, uh, blown glass.
- Just like this. Similar to the figurines.
- Ah.
Who are you? I don't know you.
He's Martin, our neighbor.
Mario. Mario kindly volunteered
to fix the stove for us.
It's a pleasure to help out.
The technician quoted 250 pesos.
We could pay you the same amount.
No, honey. Don't insult him. Pay?
Better to let him take you out.
Well, in that case, he'll be losing out
on the money for the stove,
and and the restaurant
would be the beneficiary.
That doesn't make any sense.
God only knows how long it's been
since she dated someone.
[Ángeles] Never.
I've never been on a date.
I'd love to, in that case.
- He'd love to.
- [Ángeles sighs]
No, thank you.
Goodbye.
[door opens]
[Emilio] What can I tell you,
friends from the press?
That the publication of this letter
was remarkably irresponsible,
and the only thing that this reporter,
Lucas Otero, achieved
was give an animal a platform.
But I assure everyone out there
that Detective Herrera
will hunt down The Undresser
and this hour of terror will stop.
So, justice is coming.
I'm absolutely sure of that.
You'll get it done, Detective.
- Please speak.
- [journalists clamoring]
[journalist 1] Murders of women
have increased. What do you have
[Herrera] That imbecile Escobedo
is distancing himself from the case.
He's trying to throw you to the lions.
And you're up by his side there
doing nothing.
I'm doing everything in my power,
Commander.
Are you raising your voice to me?
No, sir.
Sorry.
[sighs]
You feel the pressure up to here,
don't you?
Yeah.
There's someone out there
who knows something.
And you know why they won't talk about it?
Because the entire city is afraid
of The Undresser.
Do you want that someone to talk?
Then the thing that you want is
that they're more afraid of you than him.
No.
With all due respect, sir,
times are different now.
"With all due respect" my ass.
Make the time to find every girl
who crossed that motherfucker's path
and tell them.
Be that asshole.
Do you want my help or not?
I was awake all night rereading
the Bible, and it doesn't make sense.
There's somebody killing
because of religion every day.
No reason for it to make sense.
- Put your feet down.
- [Ángeles] I know that.
But it's a passage
that doesn't make sense.
The victims of The Undresser don't match
any of the groups mentioned
in Corinthians 1, 6:9 at all.
The police are interpreting it
however they want.
It's like Valentina says.
- Holy schnikes.
- [chuckles]
There are all sorts of interpretations
of the Bible
to justify every type of violence,
but this here doesn't match.
So, if it's not in the Bible,
then what could 169 mean?
I don't know. It's a message.
He's trying to get us
to understand something.
Put your feet down.
- I brought you radios.
- [Valentina] Ah! Let's see.
So then, please, memorize the codes
and remember that
they're for your official use only.
[laughs] I cannot believe
that the higher-ups
are finally giving us something else
other than that damn whistle.
Not weapons, but gotta start somewhere.
- That's the truth.
- So what's changed?
Why'd they allow us to have radios?
Well, María, the truth is that
it's well, they don't know.
But you need to communicate.
And, well better to ask forgiveness
than permission.
I see you're worried
about all of us. Thanks.
[radio feedback]
- [Gabina] Look.
- [feedback continues]
You won't let him come back, will you?
No, but it's complicated.
Not all that complicated from where I am.
Why not tell me about Lucas?
How is he? Still with Clara?
Mmm, you know,
he's kicking her butt out tonight.
Mmm. Congratulations.
Why can't you be happy for me?
I would be if this didn't end up with you
getting bored again. And hurt.
Isn't that Alejandro's friend?
- Jerónimo.
- María.
What are you doing here?
- Can I steal you for a minute?
- My pleasure.
- Um, you go on ahead.
- Of course.
And I'll catch up with you later.
Please, come this way.
[whispering] Put your radio on.
Everything okay?
No. I'm afraid not.
I didn't wanna come, but you should know
the truth about what's happening.
What's happening?
I was with Alejandro.
He can't concentrate on his job,
and he won't talk.
He's living in a hotel room.
For the love of God, he misses you.
Pardon me, Jerónimo.
I don't have time for you.
I have to get to work. Excuse me.
Listen to me.
He's not thrilled about the legal way,
but there's options.
Options?
- What's this?
- It's an order.
A legal draft that'd force you
away from your job and back home.
Huh?
When the wife's work endangers
the moral integrity of the whole family,
the law clearly establishes that
the husband can make her stop working.
This country's courts are on his side.
- No way he can pull this.
- He can. You can't.
Nobody wants this for you, María.
I like you.
But you gotta come to your senses.
And you, you're out of control.
What's this bullshit?
[Ángeles] You can refute that.
Being a police officer doesn't hurt
the moral fabric of the family.
Looks like it doesn't matter
whether it hurts or not.
What the husband declares is right.
According to the Civil Code,
article 169
ARTICLE 169
- Oh, shit.
- What? What?
Article 169 of the Civil Code.
It has to be.
What is it? Where is it? Where is it?
"The husband may oppose at any time
the wife's work activities
and dedication."
No way. It can't be a coincidence.
All coincidences are only connections
that haven't been spotted.
So what drives The Undresser?
Punishing his victims, maybe.
Each one was a working woman.
But none of them were married.
And that's why he punishes them.
The 169 isn't religious.
But why is he murdering working women?
[shift bell ringing]
[supervisor] What do you mean, dead?
[Lucas] They found him tied up
in his refrigerator.
[supervisor] No fucking way.
[Lucas] He had many aliases.
Andrés López, Daniel Ézija.
- Or Eduardo Suárez. Know that one?
- Mmm.
Here, he was Lalo Suárez.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
There was nothing strange about him.
He always had a lowish profile.
He did his job well.
Uh, a couple of times I caught him
sneaking through the door out back
to play,
well, you know, with his lady.
- Mm-hmm. Got it.
- Mm-hmm.
Does she work here?
You know if I can speak with her?
She worked here.
But I think it had to be true love,
because she left the same day he did.
And, by any chance,
would you happen to have her file here?
Yeah, they're right here, chief.
But they're confidential.
How confidential?
[chuckles]
[Gabina] She's the second victim.
Arantza Ruiz, stewardess.
Pilar Valdéz, registered nurse.
Lucy Martínez, seamstress.
Nora Menéndez, housekeeper.
Paola Machado, waitress.
And Alma Álvarez.
Employee in a shoe store.
All of them worked,
and each one also wore a uniform.
The uniforms surely end up
in a collection,
almost as if he assigns
each of them a meaning.
That's not a bad theory.
There have been cases
where these kind of killers
keep some of the things
that belong to the victims.
Collecting trophies.
[Octavio] Exactly.
Protocol says that we have to act
in accordance with the public.
We have to alert everyone.
[Octavio] We're not going to cause
total panic in the streets.
I'm pretty sure
there's already panic, sir.
Remember what happened
when you alerted The Undresser
about the car with the white roof?
Exactly.
It got burned right here
in front of the station,
and we lost the only solid lead
that we had for finding him.
We're not about to lose another one.
The captain's correct.
We can't share what we know
until we have more information.
So, what, then? We do nothing?
There are women out there with uniforms
who could become victims.
Like us.
We're also wearing uniforms.
MEMORIES FROM CELL 23
G. CADENAS
What are you reading? Let's see.
[scoffs]
Goyo Cadenas is right.
About what?
In an interview,
he said that 169 wasn't satanic.
This Goyo Cadenas killed and then buried
four women in his garden, María.
I don't know if that's the kind of person
you should be taking advice from.
What if he can help us find The Undresser?
How so? Hmm?
[María] I need you to ask Lucas
for a press badge for me.
- [banging]
- [wolf whistling]
[warden] I don't understand why anyone
would wanna visit a guy like him.
[María] I'm writing an article
about Mr. Cadenas's book.
Aren't there better books to write about
than that one?
What the hell is it
with broads and their obsessions?
He has more game in here
than any playboy out there.
Even married women visit him,
just like you are.
Thank you.
Visitors from the press
only have five minutes.
When your time's up, I'll tell you.
Thanks.
Good afternoon, Mr. Cadenas.
My name is María.
I'm working on a story about The Undresser
for the paper Independencia.
What kind of story?
As we don't have that much time now,
I wanted to focus in on
what might motivate someone
to commit a crime like that.
I wrote down a few questions.
María.
I love that name. María.
Every time I hear it, I think about
María de los Ángeles González.
The first of your victims, right?
This paper I have here.
Is something about her on it?
No.
Then you're already off to a bad start.
To enter into the mind of an artist,
you have to know his art.
Do you think The Undresser of Tlalpan
is an artist?
You're trying to lecture about a thing
that you possess no, no
no concept of at all, right?
I could
in this moment
cruise right over this table and
if I get to you on the other side,
I can break every bone in your spine.
You said that the police were mistaken
about The Undresser's motives.
How did you know that?
If I don't feel culpable, am I culpable?
- Yes.
- No, I don't think so.
[warden] Three minutes!
You're jealous!
Well, he hates that I have visitors,
especially if they're women.
I'm playing hard to get!
What is it the police aren't seeing?
Do you know how many victims
has The Undresser killed?
Seven.
There it is.
[scatting]
Again, and again, until being worn out.
[scatting]
Seven victims.
Well, how very good one must be
to not get detected,
don't you think?
I like the piano. I play piano.
Did you know that?
N No, no one told me.
Ah.
We used to have a beautiful piano
in the courtyard of the prison.
You have no idea
how long it took me to learn
Will you help me or not?
It took me years to learn to play,
but doing it right
Uh, you're not perfect at it
the first time you play.
I think it must have been maybe right
around, what? Well, about four years ago.
There was a big fire here, María,
and the piano, well, it was destroyed.
And believe it or not,
the director here of the black palace
won't bother to give us another.
[warden] Time!
It hasn't been five minutes.
You told me nothing.
Untrue. You haven't been listening.
Your time's up.
Tell me something, please.
Something that might help me out.
I can say more,
but in exchange for something.
- What?
- A piano.
A piano?
Then I can tell you everything you need.
No, no, no.
I doubt I can find you a piano.
Then I don't think that I can help
with what you'd like Officer.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Shall we?
Everything okay?
My grandma wants me to go out
with my neighbor.
Wants me to have a boyfriend.
Ah.
That's fine.
How wonderful that she pays attention,
well, to your love life and such, right?
And you? Wanna go out with him?
I said no.
That's great, right?
I mean, we we don't know
what she likes in men
You don't like your neighbor? Is he ugly?
Want to have dinner with me tomorrow?
Me?
Uh, y yeah. Yeah, sure, yeah.
Yeah, of course.
- You can't come in.
- What? Why? What's going on?
I'm not going to be lying to the kids
about us anymore.
You stabbed me directly in the back after
being perfectly sweet in the morning.
- How's that work?
- How could I What? What is it with you?
Alejandro, don't act innocent.
Putting Jerónimo up to threatening me.
Are you crazy?
You believe that I'm willing to
- I didn't put anyone up to anything.
- I don't believe you.
What did he Listen to me.
What did he tell you?
Don't you see that the only ones
you're hurting are our children?
What did he do?
Make me quit my job
because of a judge's order?
Make you quit your job? Who
I didn't do this, I swear!
Did you or did you not
speak with Jerónimo?
Yes, I spoke with Jerónimo.
He came to see me at the hotel. María!
I don't care if every single law
in this country comes down on your side.
- I don't care what I have to do.
- Look, you're not listening.
It doesn't matter. If you keep
insisting on this, you'll lose me forever.
Are you listening? Listen to me.
I didn't tell Hey. Didn't put Jerónimo
And you know what, this weekend
we'll be speaking to the children
and we're telling them we're separated.
María, please!
[sighing]
[Octavio] So after the events that
occurred at yesterday's press conference,
the station is swamped.
Because of that, today
you're gonna be answering the tip line
and talking to the informants
who come into the station.
All right, let's see.
I want all messages
in three particular stacks.
The first pile with the clues that
the detectives should take into account.
Women who disappeared recently.
Who have seen or heard anything
connected to 169.
Voyeurs, perverts, things like that.
Cases that don't have anything to do
with The Undresser, put into pile two.
And any crazy person
or anyone joking around,
anyone who is wasting our time,
pile three.
Questions?
You handle that.
Where's María?
Officer de la Torre will get here late
for personal reasons.
Don't you think
your dads' jobs are interesting?
[pupils] Yes, teacher.
Morning. Hi. What a great day.
Good morning, Mrs. de la Torre.
Are you here with your husband?
- I'm afraid not.
- Mm-hmm.
He had something come up at the office.
But I'll take his place.
[chuckles] Well, I suppose that's fine.
Great. Thanks.
[teacher] For our next dad,
let's welcome Mr. Capellini,
who is Cassandra's dad and a lawyer.
[Capellini] Good morning, boys and girls.
[pupils] Good morning.
I'm Diego Capellini, and I'm a lawyer.
[phones ringing]
Central Police and Transit Department.
P Pardon, Officer. I'll put you through.
[both] Central Police
and Transit Department.
- Go ahead.
- Good afternoon.
How do you not remember, ma'am?
Well, obviously we won't be able to do
anything. Do you know how big the city is?
- Creep!
- [Gabina] Good morning.
It's not just one.
The satanists all get together
at La Viga Park
to listen to the music
that worships the devil.
Central Police and Transit Department.
There's a man who keeps yelling out
obscenities to women who pass by.
My girlfriend thinks
her stepfather's The Undresser.
She's always crying,
but this time it's too much.
What she needs is a better boyfriend.
Are you sure the odor
is from his apartment?
I don't smoke marijuana.
I think that my butcher is The Undresser.
How do you know it's him?
Well, he's quiet and a weirdo,
and he also has long greasy hair.
Long hair doesn't make anyone
into a serial killer, ma'am.
How long ago was that?
Seven years ago.
He attacked my cousin.
And I noticed that he called women vipers.
Vipers? From the letter in the paper.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
He said women shouldn't have
anything to do with work.
One minute, please.
[Valentina] It's a solid lead.
It's garbage. Pile three.
Why? Because she didn't know his name?
Because, one, this woman was a prostitute,
and The Undresser's victims
don't match that at all.
And, two, because it was seven years ago,
long before he started killing.
Pile three.
All right, Alex's mom is next.
Mrs. María de la Torre.
[applause]
Thank you.
Hello, everyone.
My name is María.
I'm not only Alex's mom.
I also work as a police officer.
You know, when I was your age,
this is what I most dreamed of being.
And as I was growing up,
people started saying
that I had to shove my dreams to the side.
That I could only be
a housewife or a mommy.
And I listened to them.
Until one day,
life gave me a wake-up call.
A painful one.
So then my story changed.
I remembered who I was,
who I wanted to be.
So if any boy or girl,
like you, or anyone,
swears they'll become
an astronaut, firefighter,
movie star or join the police, then do it.
Ignore people who tell you
that your dreams won't come true.
Wanna know when I learned that?
On my final day of training
to be with the police force,
when, despite the deep fear,
I dared to jump out of a plane
flying at 10,000 feet in the air.
[chuckles]
Any questions?
[pupil] Was jumping out of the plane
really scary?
[María] Super scary. But in the end
Hey, Alex.
Yeah?
I think your mom is awesome.
Mom.
[chuckles]
Thank you.
Good luck, Mom.
[María] I love you.
- [radio static]
- [Valentina] María. María. Over.
Yes? Yes, it's María. Over.
We need you back. Ángeles found something.
I thought that you were going to call me
crazy for thinking it was The Undresser.
It was a long time ago.
It doesn't matter
that it was a long time ago.
[Ángeles] You didn't tell me on the phone
what your cousin, Alicia,
did for a living.
No, no, I didn't.
Why should it matter
how she paid the rent?
Laura, you can be honest with us.
We're neither here
to judge your cousin or arrest her.
We wanna help you out.
She was a streetwalker.
Near Sullivan Avenue.
He got her there.
He offered something to drink
from a bottle,
and she acted like she drank from it.
That was smart of her.
That might have been what saved her life.
The guy tied up her hands with rope
and then put his hands on her neck
[breathing shakily]
and told her that women
had no business working.
That was when she kicked him
and got out of the car in one push,
and ran away with both hands tied.
And ran until she couldn't anymore.
Do you know where we can find your cousin?
We need to speak with her.
No, I wouldn't know,
because a few months after that,
she moved away up north to Juárez City.
So, then, a man who will openly share
opinions and thoughts with a prostitute,
well, that doesn't seem
like a person cautious enough
not to leave a single print.
That assessment sounds well-reasoned.
It doesn't seem to be
the same type of person.
I think it could be the same person.
Someone who can't play the piano
eventually can become someone who does.
I think that we should speak with Gerardo.
[chuckles] And what do we say?
That we followed a lead that from
the start Lozano told us not to follow?
Or that we spoke to a person
who not only isn't a witness
but told us a seven-year-old story
from her cousin?
Well, then, let's look
for some solid evidence.
Because I've had enough
of not feeling like a cop,
of of having earned my uniform
just so they can ask me to serve coffee,
of hiding investigations from my brothers,
who don't talk to me,
and from my dad,
who acts like I don't exist!
I think that we should
make ourselves known.
Access to the file that contains
the unsolved cases is what we need.
That's the only way
to find the other possible victims.
But those files are locked up.
This place is safe, especially
for the work that you're going to do.
The victims' acquaintances know something.
Those bastards will talk,
one way or another.
[Lozano] Aquileo Mata,
security guard at the pool
where Nora Menéndez, victim five, worked.
- I need to ask you some questions.
- What for?
[tires screech]
- [Lozano] Jorge Armando Pérez, paramedic.
- [arguing]
He worked the same shift as Pilar Valdéz,
victim number two.
Come in the kitchen and look.
[Lozano] Bruno Argüelles,
owner of the diner
where Paola Machado,
victim number six, worked.
Come with me.
Félix Jimenez,
manager of the textile factory
where Lucía Martínez,
victim three, worked.
Gerardo hasn't been here all day
and isn't answering the radio.
And you don't know where he went?
No idea, Gabina. He left this morning
with your brothers and Díaz.
- And there's no answer?
- No.
And there's nothing in the log
for him or Gilberto.
- Odd.
- Mm-hmm. Well, yeah, it is.
But if it helps any,
I just gave Lozano Gerardo's pills.
He'll probably take them to him.
- Huh. All right. Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
- Have a good night.
- Thanks, and you.
- [Gilberto] Oh, you don't know anything?
- [sobbing]
What'd you do to her, huh?
What'd you do to Paola Machado, huh?
Tell me what you did!
What did you do to her, asshole, huh?
- [sobbing]
- Motherfucker.
[screaming]
[Gilberto] Talk, motherfucker!
Another punch, huh? How do you like it?
[groaning] Stop already.
[grunts]
[groaning]
Tell me more.
What the fuck is this, Herrera?
What are you doing here, chief?
No. What are you doing here, asshole?
You thought I wouldn't find out?
You said that you wanted results,
didn't you?
But not like this, dumbass, not like this.
Put a stop to this little game.
That's a fucking order.
You said you had confidence in me.
Yes, asshole, but not
You said, you had complete confidence
in the institution
that you're in charge of and its methods.
So if you're not prepared to fire me
then let me do my job here.
[sighs]
I followed the case of Andrés López.
The police had believed that
The Undresser only killed him for the car,
but I thought there was something missing.
Listen to this. He was working
in a mannequin factory when he was killed.
He had a girlfriend there who also
disappeared the day of the murder.
I have her file and her photos,
and guess what?
She was the first of The Undresser's
victims, the one who wasn't identified.
What are you saying? That's massive.
Yeah. It has something to do with
the mannequin factory, I'm sure of it.
Why? Why does that matter?
No idea, but I feel they know each other.
That's where the first stolen car
The Undresser used came from.
- And the first victim as well.
- Mm-hmm.
Listen, I'll tell you the rest soon, okay?
See you at home in an hour. I love you.
[phone rings]
[Mar] No, I'm playing.
- [grandmother] Hello?
- [Alex] Give it to me.
[María] Mother, how are you?
[grandmother] Fine. Everything's fine.
Could you stay with the children
a few more hours?
- [Mar] Alex, it's my turn.
- [grandmother] Yes, of course.
Say, why did you sell the piano?
Because nobody plays it.
But it's Alejandro's.
Yes, well, anyway, Mother,
it took up too much space.
Thanks, Mama.
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
[Gilberto] Take that!
- Come on! Talk now!
- [Félix grunting]
[grunting continues]
[Gilberto] You gonna breathe?
Oh, you're breathing, jerk, huh?
How about tasting some blood, huh?
- [thuds]
- [Félix grunting, coughing]
[Gilberto] Fucker.
- [Félix] That's enough. That's enough.
- [Gilberto] Enough what? Huh? Enough what?
Huh? Enough what? Enough of what?
- [Félix] Yeah, I fucked her.
- [Gerardo] Beto, wait a sec.
[Félix] I fucked her.
Why'd you keep it secret, huh?
[Gerardo] Why didn't you want us to know
about your affair with Lucy?
Because I have a wife. [breathing heavily]
I have children.
But now it's finished.
It's over. It's over with her.
- Uh-huh?
- But I didn't do anything else with her.
Why not?
She's got a boyfriend.
I heard her speaking on the phone
in the workshop
the night she was murdered.
They talked about making plans.
They were planning to meet.
Where at?
A bar or restaurant. I don't know.
It was called the El Paraiso.
UNSOLVED CASES
[sighs]
Oh! Oh, my God!
You went into my office,
poked around in my boxes,
and you stole my damn keys!
Forgive me.
I was I was actually
following your advice.
It's better to ask for forgiveness
than permission, right?
And I thought
that if I found any evidence
María, you don't see limits.
Around here, people like that pay dearly.
So go back home and tell your husband
your adventure is over.
Don't come in tomorrow. You're fired.
Give me the keys. Give them to me.
Victim number one
wasn't The Undresser's first victim.
María.
There might have been a lot of victims
that we don't know about.
It tracks that with some of them
he wasn't so careful.
He might have been sloppy
and left some evidence.
Prove it to me. Can you do that?
[sighs] No.
Just go.
[sighs]
You again, Emilio?
I can't fucking believe it.
- Pardon me, Mr. President.
- Did you catch him yet?
- Uh
- [classical music playing]
Precisely why I've come to see you.
What do you want?
The police are snatching people up
and torturing them, right?
And my job, my operating order,
is changing the police, so
No, no, no. Your job was to change
the public's image of the police.
But now your job
is to catch The Undresser.
You know why I got all the way here?
Because when things were important,
I had to do what was necessary.
[applause]
What are you doing here?
I know you're afraid
to use your real name in a report.
I watched while you were telling us
what happened.
You were rubbing your wrists
almost like
you remembered something awful.
We both want the same thing,
that nobody else suffers
what you suffered.
And for that, you've got to make
an official report using your real name.
We can't move forward without it.
- I have a husband and a son.
- [husband] Toño, dinnertime!
And they both know nothing about my past,
and I never want them to find out.
I'd like to help, but
I understand.
But the police here in Mexico
only pay attention to two things:
either witness statements or evidence.
Can you wait here a moment?
Of course.
[sighs]
[doorbell rings]
- María?
- Captain.
I have to show you something.
Excuse me.
Come in.
I need to calm down.
Got anything to drink?
Yeah.
If If you're here
to get your job back
let me tell you, you're wasting your time.
What's that?
This is evidence from a woman
who was attacked seven years ago
by a man who said women were only vipers
and that he would kill every one.
But she managed to escape.
This is the rope he tied her up with, here.
[sighs]
"Victim number one
wasn't The Undresser's first victim."
He was practicing.
It seems that way.
Do I get my job back yet?
You do.
Do you know
what a detective's greatest asset is?
What?
Not knowing how to let go.
And do you know your worst fault?
Same point?
- Exactly that.
- [chuckles]
Great work there, María.
Thank you, Captain.
Why?
For pushing me out of a plane.
For showing me what I can accomplish.
For believing in me.
Oh. Sorry.
For Forgive me.
I never
I have to be going.
Yeah, sure.
See you tomorrow, María.
[breathes shakily]
I'm separated.
Okay.
Separated isn't the same as divorced.
Yeah, that's true.
See you tomorrow.
[door closes]
["Moonlight Sonata" plays on piano]
[groans]
[piano continues]
[piano continues]
[piano continues]
Any progress?
Emilio Escobedo? Chief of Police?
- Yes.
- Go fuck yourself, asshole.
[piano continues]
[grunting, panting]
Who's the asshole?
Go fuck yourself!
Go fuck yourself!
[grunting]
Jero.
[grunts]
What the fuck is wrong with you, asshole?
Don't help me!
And María, you leave her be. You get me?
You got it?
[piano continues]
WOMEN'S POLICE FORCE
MARÍA DE LA TORRE
WOMEN'S POLICE FORCE
GREGORIO CADENAS
LECUMBERRI PRISON
Lucas?
[piano continues]
Lucas?
Lucas.
[glass smashes]
[coughs]
[breathing shakily]
Lucas! Lucas!
Lucas! What did they do to you?
Lucas! Lucas!
I need an ambulance, please!
An ambulance, goddamn it!
An ambulance, goddamn it!
[prisoners cheering]
[Ángeles] In the next episode
I know it's hard to believe,
but my intention is to protect all of us.
[María] It's from Lecumberri Prison.
[Ángeles] Cassandra.
She knew the truth,
but no one believed her.
[Gerardo] It is very dangerous
for anybody to risk their own neck
for this case.
I think the key is whatever Goyo
is trying to tell us.
[Dora] It was about fifteen years back
when a woman was murdered.
She ran a foster home.
WOMEN IN BLUE
[lover 1 moans]
[moaning and heavy breathing continue]
[rock music plays on radio]
[both panting]
[panting continues]
[Lucas] We can't keep doing this.
You found me before I could come to you.
Yeah, I know, but it's been
a whole week and
I'm not That guy is not me.
- How convenient.
- Huh?
Because you could have told me
to fuck off at some point
before waiting at my place
- to fuck in a parking lot, Lucas!
- I'm going to break up with Clara.
I'm breaking up with Clara.
It's only you and me, Val.
It's been just us all along.
I love you.
Morning.
Hey. Morning. Morning.
What's up?
CRIME SECTION
URGEN
[indistinct chatter]
[reading] "Publish this letter
on the front page of your paper tomorrow,
or I'll kill someone's daughter
every day until you do.
To prove that I'm who I say I am,
I left Alma Álvarez's body
at kilometer 27
next to the highway to Toluca.
But she didn't die there.
I had to kill her at Juárez Hospital.
Alma had a beauty mark on her left thigh.
That detail was never published."
Check it out. And call forensics now.
"To all the women in the city, I am death.
My arrival is just as unexpected
as it is certain.
The police have done nothing but lie,
so I decided to speak to you directly.
I hunt vipers.
And I hunt them alone.
I roam the streets,
guided by a compass that directs me,
that helps me choose,
that brings me to you.
Step softly, carefully,
because when our eyes finally meet,
even if for an instant,
I'll make your death mine.
See you before long."
Signed The Undresser of Tlalpan, 169.
- Check it out.
- Yes, sir.
Chief, it checks out.
Should I call the press?
- Yeah, call 'em.
- Chief, no way we publish this.
- How do we not? It's news.
- Maybe we shouldn't follow crazy orders.
You should shut up.
- Chief, please be smart.
- Lucas.
- Please, Chief!
- Lucas!
Listen to me. We'll publish the manifesto.
Or else we'll have a lot more
parents of victims to explain to.
Call the press.
Women are going to be terrified.
And I wouldn't blame them.
WOMEN IN BLUE
THE UNDRESSER
IN HIS OWN WORDS
[knocking on door]
You don't have to knock twice. Come in.
Are they awake?
- No, they're not up yet.
- Okay.
Hi.
- Are they upstairs?
- Don't make noise.
I'll come down soon.
I don't know how much longer
we'll be able to go on like this.
[TV playing indistinctly]
The children are going to notice.
Well, yeah. They'll definitely notice.
They're not stupid.
- Why not let me come on back?
- No. I'm done pretending.
- I don't wanna pretend either.
- [horn honks]
- Mom, I just heard the van.
- Yes, honey, coming.
Ah. No, no.
I'm going, I'm going, I'm going.
- Stay put.
- Fine.
Don't forget you have to be at school
with Alex tomorrow, okay?
Tomorrow's that thing for Alex?
Yes, tomorrow. He told you last week
and the week before last.
The thing is, I have to meet with
some clients, and the clients are here.
Just this week, and they leave tomorrow.
It's important.
- All the other fathers will be there.
- [horn honking]
- [Alex] Dad, the van is leaving!
- Coming.
I'm a total asshole. I should have known.
- [TV host] And now the man who brings
- I love you.
the most discussed personalities
right to your home.
- Ciao.
- We present the man of the hour,
Jacobo Zabludovsky.
[Jacobo] Mr. Gregorio Cadenas
invites us to Lecumberri prison today.
Mr. Cadenas, thank you very much
for giving us your time this morning.
Call me Goyo, please.
GREGORIO CADENAS
LECUMBERRI PRISON
In your book you explain extensive details
concerning the barbarities of this prison.
I've been here for 30 years
because the police decided
that I'm an animal
that must get caged away here forever.
I see behind you have hung up
various clipped newspaper articles
on The Undresser.
Don't you think
The Undresser is an animal?
No.
Animals don't don't have a a reason.
They don't have any motivation
or emotions.
And speaking of motives, Goyo,
what do you think the number 169 means?
The police are sure
that it's a symbol of Satan.
No. No, no, no. No, well, they
they're always wrong, as usual.
The police have always been great
at underestimating
the people of this country.
When they speak of monsters,
there's an image.
Uh, and everyone expects
a fanged, devilish, hideous,
two-meter-tall rat, with claws,
an awful picture they paint,
while the real murderer
is still out in public.
It's a person
who doesn't look
much different than you or me,
since he's unnoticed, invisible.
SOR JUANA INÉS DE LA CRUZ
POEMS
[muttering] "You foolish men
who lay the guilt on women
not seeing you're the cause
of the very thing you blame"
PHILOSOPHICAL SATIRE
[knocking on door]
An uncle who did, uh, blown glass.
- Just like this. Similar to the figurines.
- Ah.
Who are you? I don't know you.
He's Martin, our neighbor.
Mario. Mario kindly volunteered
to fix the stove for us.
It's a pleasure to help out.
The technician quoted 250 pesos.
We could pay you the same amount.
No, honey. Don't insult him. Pay?
Better to let him take you out.
Well, in that case, he'll be losing out
on the money for the stove,
and and the restaurant
would be the beneficiary.
That doesn't make any sense.
God only knows how long it's been
since she dated someone.
[Ángeles] Never.
I've never been on a date.
I'd love to, in that case.
- He'd love to.
- [Ángeles sighs]
No, thank you.
Goodbye.
[door opens]
[Emilio] What can I tell you,
friends from the press?
That the publication of this letter
was remarkably irresponsible,
and the only thing that this reporter,
Lucas Otero, achieved
was give an animal a platform.
But I assure everyone out there
that Detective Herrera
will hunt down The Undresser
and this hour of terror will stop.
So, justice is coming.
I'm absolutely sure of that.
You'll get it done, Detective.
- Please speak.
- [journalists clamoring]
[journalist 1] Murders of women
have increased. What do you have
[Herrera] That imbecile Escobedo
is distancing himself from the case.
He's trying to throw you to the lions.
And you're up by his side there
doing nothing.
I'm doing everything in my power,
Commander.
Are you raising your voice to me?
No, sir.
Sorry.
[sighs]
You feel the pressure up to here,
don't you?
Yeah.
There's someone out there
who knows something.
And you know why they won't talk about it?
Because the entire city is afraid
of The Undresser.
Do you want that someone to talk?
Then the thing that you want is
that they're more afraid of you than him.
No.
With all due respect, sir,
times are different now.
"With all due respect" my ass.
Make the time to find every girl
who crossed that motherfucker's path
and tell them.
Be that asshole.
Do you want my help or not?
I was awake all night rereading
the Bible, and it doesn't make sense.
There's somebody killing
because of religion every day.
No reason for it to make sense.
- Put your feet down.
- [Ángeles] I know that.
But it's a passage
that doesn't make sense.
The victims of The Undresser don't match
any of the groups mentioned
in Corinthians 1, 6:9 at all.
The police are interpreting it
however they want.
It's like Valentina says.
- Holy schnikes.
- [chuckles]
There are all sorts of interpretations
of the Bible
to justify every type of violence,
but this here doesn't match.
So, if it's not in the Bible,
then what could 169 mean?
I don't know. It's a message.
He's trying to get us
to understand something.
Put your feet down.
- I brought you radios.
- [Valentina] Ah! Let's see.
So then, please, memorize the codes
and remember that
they're for your official use only.
[laughs] I cannot believe
that the higher-ups
are finally giving us something else
other than that damn whistle.
Not weapons, but gotta start somewhere.
- That's the truth.
- So what's changed?
Why'd they allow us to have radios?
Well, María, the truth is that
it's well, they don't know.
But you need to communicate.
And, well better to ask forgiveness
than permission.
I see you're worried
about all of us. Thanks.
[radio feedback]
- [Gabina] Look.
- [feedback continues]
You won't let him come back, will you?
No, but it's complicated.
Not all that complicated from where I am.
Why not tell me about Lucas?
How is he? Still with Clara?
Mmm, you know,
he's kicking her butt out tonight.
Mmm. Congratulations.
Why can't you be happy for me?
I would be if this didn't end up with you
getting bored again. And hurt.
Isn't that Alejandro's friend?
- Jerónimo.
- María.
What are you doing here?
- Can I steal you for a minute?
- My pleasure.
- Um, you go on ahead.
- Of course.
And I'll catch up with you later.
Please, come this way.
[whispering] Put your radio on.
Everything okay?
No. I'm afraid not.
I didn't wanna come, but you should know
the truth about what's happening.
What's happening?
I was with Alejandro.
He can't concentrate on his job,
and he won't talk.
He's living in a hotel room.
For the love of God, he misses you.
Pardon me, Jerónimo.
I don't have time for you.
I have to get to work. Excuse me.
Listen to me.
He's not thrilled about the legal way,
but there's options.
Options?
- What's this?
- It's an order.
A legal draft that'd force you
away from your job and back home.
Huh?
When the wife's work endangers
the moral integrity of the whole family,
the law clearly establishes that
the husband can make her stop working.
This country's courts are on his side.
- No way he can pull this.
- He can. You can't.
Nobody wants this for you, María.
I like you.
But you gotta come to your senses.
And you, you're out of control.
What's this bullshit?
[Ángeles] You can refute that.
Being a police officer doesn't hurt
the moral fabric of the family.
Looks like it doesn't matter
whether it hurts or not.
What the husband declares is right.
According to the Civil Code,
article 169
ARTICLE 169
- Oh, shit.
- What? What?
Article 169 of the Civil Code.
It has to be.
What is it? Where is it? Where is it?
"The husband may oppose at any time
the wife's work activities
and dedication."
No way. It can't be a coincidence.
All coincidences are only connections
that haven't been spotted.
So what drives The Undresser?
Punishing his victims, maybe.
Each one was a working woman.
But none of them were married.
And that's why he punishes them.
The 169 isn't religious.
But why is he murdering working women?
[shift bell ringing]
[supervisor] What do you mean, dead?
[Lucas] They found him tied up
in his refrigerator.
[supervisor] No fucking way.
[Lucas] He had many aliases.
Andrés López, Daniel Ézija.
- Or Eduardo Suárez. Know that one?
- Mmm.
Here, he was Lalo Suárez.
- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
There was nothing strange about him.
He always had a lowish profile.
He did his job well.
Uh, a couple of times I caught him
sneaking through the door out back
to play,
well, you know, with his lady.
- Mm-hmm. Got it.
- Mm-hmm.
Does she work here?
You know if I can speak with her?
She worked here.
But I think it had to be true love,
because she left the same day he did.
And, by any chance,
would you happen to have her file here?
Yeah, they're right here, chief.
But they're confidential.
How confidential?
[chuckles]
[Gabina] She's the second victim.
Arantza Ruiz, stewardess.
Pilar Valdéz, registered nurse.
Lucy Martínez, seamstress.
Nora Menéndez, housekeeper.
Paola Machado, waitress.
And Alma Álvarez.
Employee in a shoe store.
All of them worked,
and each one also wore a uniform.
The uniforms surely end up
in a collection,
almost as if he assigns
each of them a meaning.
That's not a bad theory.
There have been cases
where these kind of killers
keep some of the things
that belong to the victims.
Collecting trophies.
[Octavio] Exactly.
Protocol says that we have to act
in accordance with the public.
We have to alert everyone.
[Octavio] We're not going to cause
total panic in the streets.
I'm pretty sure
there's already panic, sir.
Remember what happened
when you alerted The Undresser
about the car with the white roof?
Exactly.
It got burned right here
in front of the station,
and we lost the only solid lead
that we had for finding him.
We're not about to lose another one.
The captain's correct.
We can't share what we know
until we have more information.
So, what, then? We do nothing?
There are women out there with uniforms
who could become victims.
Like us.
We're also wearing uniforms.
MEMORIES FROM CELL 23
G. CADENAS
What are you reading? Let's see.
[scoffs]
Goyo Cadenas is right.
About what?
In an interview,
he said that 169 wasn't satanic.
This Goyo Cadenas killed and then buried
four women in his garden, María.
I don't know if that's the kind of person
you should be taking advice from.
What if he can help us find The Undresser?
How so? Hmm?
[María] I need you to ask Lucas
for a press badge for me.
- [banging]
- [wolf whistling]
[warden] I don't understand why anyone
would wanna visit a guy like him.
[María] I'm writing an article
about Mr. Cadenas's book.
Aren't there better books to write about
than that one?
What the hell is it
with broads and their obsessions?
He has more game in here
than any playboy out there.
Even married women visit him,
just like you are.
Thank you.
Visitors from the press
only have five minutes.
When your time's up, I'll tell you.
Thanks.
Good afternoon, Mr. Cadenas.
My name is María.
I'm working on a story about The Undresser
for the paper Independencia.
What kind of story?
As we don't have that much time now,
I wanted to focus in on
what might motivate someone
to commit a crime like that.
I wrote down a few questions.
María.
I love that name. María.
Every time I hear it, I think about
María de los Ángeles González.
The first of your victims, right?
This paper I have here.
Is something about her on it?
No.
Then you're already off to a bad start.
To enter into the mind of an artist,
you have to know his art.
Do you think The Undresser of Tlalpan
is an artist?
You're trying to lecture about a thing
that you possess no, no
no concept of at all, right?
I could
in this moment
cruise right over this table and
if I get to you on the other side,
I can break every bone in your spine.
You said that the police were mistaken
about The Undresser's motives.
How did you know that?
If I don't feel culpable, am I culpable?
- Yes.
- No, I don't think so.
[warden] Three minutes!
You're jealous!
Well, he hates that I have visitors,
especially if they're women.
I'm playing hard to get!
What is it the police aren't seeing?
Do you know how many victims
has The Undresser killed?
Seven.
There it is.
[scatting]
Again, and again, until being worn out.
[scatting]
Seven victims.
Well, how very good one must be
to not get detected,
don't you think?
I like the piano. I play piano.
Did you know that?
N No, no one told me.
Ah.
We used to have a beautiful piano
in the courtyard of the prison.
You have no idea
how long it took me to learn
Will you help me or not?
It took me years to learn to play,
but doing it right
Uh, you're not perfect at it
the first time you play.
I think it must have been maybe right
around, what? Well, about four years ago.
There was a big fire here, María,
and the piano, well, it was destroyed.
And believe it or not,
the director here of the black palace
won't bother to give us another.
[warden] Time!
It hasn't been five minutes.
You told me nothing.
Untrue. You haven't been listening.
Your time's up.
Tell me something, please.
Something that might help me out.
I can say more,
but in exchange for something.
- What?
- A piano.
A piano?
Then I can tell you everything you need.
No, no, no.
I doubt I can find you a piano.
Then I don't think that I can help
with what you'd like Officer.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Shall we?
Everything okay?
My grandma wants me to go out
with my neighbor.
Wants me to have a boyfriend.
Ah.
That's fine.
How wonderful that she pays attention,
well, to your love life and such, right?
And you? Wanna go out with him?
I said no.
That's great, right?
I mean, we we don't know
what she likes in men
You don't like your neighbor? Is he ugly?
Want to have dinner with me tomorrow?
Me?
Uh, y yeah. Yeah, sure, yeah.
Yeah, of course.
- You can't come in.
- What? Why? What's going on?
I'm not going to be lying to the kids
about us anymore.
You stabbed me directly in the back after
being perfectly sweet in the morning.
- How's that work?
- How could I What? What is it with you?
Alejandro, don't act innocent.
Putting Jerónimo up to threatening me.
Are you crazy?
You believe that I'm willing to
- I didn't put anyone up to anything.
- I don't believe you.
What did he Listen to me.
What did he tell you?
Don't you see that the only ones
you're hurting are our children?
What did he do?
Make me quit my job
because of a judge's order?
Make you quit your job? Who
I didn't do this, I swear!
Did you or did you not
speak with Jerónimo?
Yes, I spoke with Jerónimo.
He came to see me at the hotel. María!
I don't care if every single law
in this country comes down on your side.
- I don't care what I have to do.
- Look, you're not listening.
It doesn't matter. If you keep
insisting on this, you'll lose me forever.
Are you listening? Listen to me.
I didn't tell Hey. Didn't put Jerónimo
And you know what, this weekend
we'll be speaking to the children
and we're telling them we're separated.
María, please!
[sighing]
[Octavio] So after the events that
occurred at yesterday's press conference,
the station is swamped.
Because of that, today
you're gonna be answering the tip line
and talking to the informants
who come into the station.
All right, let's see.
I want all messages
in three particular stacks.
The first pile with the clues that
the detectives should take into account.
Women who disappeared recently.
Who have seen or heard anything
connected to 169.
Voyeurs, perverts, things like that.
Cases that don't have anything to do
with The Undresser, put into pile two.
And any crazy person
or anyone joking around,
anyone who is wasting our time,
pile three.
Questions?
You handle that.
Where's María?
Officer de la Torre will get here late
for personal reasons.
Don't you think
your dads' jobs are interesting?
[pupils] Yes, teacher.
Morning. Hi. What a great day.
Good morning, Mrs. de la Torre.
Are you here with your husband?
- I'm afraid not.
- Mm-hmm.
He had something come up at the office.
But I'll take his place.
[chuckles] Well, I suppose that's fine.
Great. Thanks.
[teacher] For our next dad,
let's welcome Mr. Capellini,
who is Cassandra's dad and a lawyer.
[Capellini] Good morning, boys and girls.
[pupils] Good morning.
I'm Diego Capellini, and I'm a lawyer.
[phones ringing]
Central Police and Transit Department.
P Pardon, Officer. I'll put you through.
[both] Central Police
and Transit Department.
- Go ahead.
- Good afternoon.
How do you not remember, ma'am?
Well, obviously we won't be able to do
anything. Do you know how big the city is?
- Creep!
- [Gabina] Good morning.
It's not just one.
The satanists all get together
at La Viga Park
to listen to the music
that worships the devil.
Central Police and Transit Department.
There's a man who keeps yelling out
obscenities to women who pass by.
My girlfriend thinks
her stepfather's The Undresser.
She's always crying,
but this time it's too much.
What she needs is a better boyfriend.
Are you sure the odor
is from his apartment?
I don't smoke marijuana.
I think that my butcher is The Undresser.
How do you know it's him?
Well, he's quiet and a weirdo,
and he also has long greasy hair.
Long hair doesn't make anyone
into a serial killer, ma'am.
How long ago was that?
Seven years ago.
He attacked my cousin.
And I noticed that he called women vipers.
Vipers? From the letter in the paper.
Yeah, that's what I thought.
He said women shouldn't have
anything to do with work.
One minute, please.
[Valentina] It's a solid lead.
It's garbage. Pile three.
Why? Because she didn't know his name?
Because, one, this woman was a prostitute,
and The Undresser's victims
don't match that at all.
And, two, because it was seven years ago,
long before he started killing.
Pile three.
All right, Alex's mom is next.
Mrs. María de la Torre.
[applause]
Thank you.
Hello, everyone.
My name is María.
I'm not only Alex's mom.
I also work as a police officer.
You know, when I was your age,
this is what I most dreamed of being.
And as I was growing up,
people started saying
that I had to shove my dreams to the side.
That I could only be
a housewife or a mommy.
And I listened to them.
Until one day,
life gave me a wake-up call.
A painful one.
So then my story changed.
I remembered who I was,
who I wanted to be.
So if any boy or girl,
like you, or anyone,
swears they'll become
an astronaut, firefighter,
movie star or join the police, then do it.
Ignore people who tell you
that your dreams won't come true.
Wanna know when I learned that?
On my final day of training
to be with the police force,
when, despite the deep fear,
I dared to jump out of a plane
flying at 10,000 feet in the air.
[chuckles]
Any questions?
[pupil] Was jumping out of the plane
really scary?
[María] Super scary. But in the end
Hey, Alex.
Yeah?
I think your mom is awesome.
Mom.
[chuckles]
Thank you.
Good luck, Mom.
[María] I love you.
- [radio static]
- [Valentina] María. María. Over.
Yes? Yes, it's María. Over.
We need you back. Ángeles found something.
I thought that you were going to call me
crazy for thinking it was The Undresser.
It was a long time ago.
It doesn't matter
that it was a long time ago.
[Ángeles] You didn't tell me on the phone
what your cousin, Alicia,
did for a living.
No, no, I didn't.
Why should it matter
how she paid the rent?
Laura, you can be honest with us.
We're neither here
to judge your cousin or arrest her.
We wanna help you out.
She was a streetwalker.
Near Sullivan Avenue.
He got her there.
He offered something to drink
from a bottle,
and she acted like she drank from it.
That was smart of her.
That might have been what saved her life.
The guy tied up her hands with rope
and then put his hands on her neck
[breathing shakily]
and told her that women
had no business working.
That was when she kicked him
and got out of the car in one push,
and ran away with both hands tied.
And ran until she couldn't anymore.
Do you know where we can find your cousin?
We need to speak with her.
No, I wouldn't know,
because a few months after that,
she moved away up north to Juárez City.
So, then, a man who will openly share
opinions and thoughts with a prostitute,
well, that doesn't seem
like a person cautious enough
not to leave a single print.
That assessment sounds well-reasoned.
It doesn't seem to be
the same type of person.
I think it could be the same person.
Someone who can't play the piano
eventually can become someone who does.
I think that we should speak with Gerardo.
[chuckles] And what do we say?
That we followed a lead that from
the start Lozano told us not to follow?
Or that we spoke to a person
who not only isn't a witness
but told us a seven-year-old story
from her cousin?
Well, then, let's look
for some solid evidence.
Because I've had enough
of not feeling like a cop,
of of having earned my uniform
just so they can ask me to serve coffee,
of hiding investigations from my brothers,
who don't talk to me,
and from my dad,
who acts like I don't exist!
I think that we should
make ourselves known.
Access to the file that contains
the unsolved cases is what we need.
That's the only way
to find the other possible victims.
But those files are locked up.
This place is safe, especially
for the work that you're going to do.
The victims' acquaintances know something.
Those bastards will talk,
one way or another.
[Lozano] Aquileo Mata,
security guard at the pool
where Nora Menéndez, victim five, worked.
- I need to ask you some questions.
- What for?
[tires screech]
- [Lozano] Jorge Armando Pérez, paramedic.
- [arguing]
He worked the same shift as Pilar Valdéz,
victim number two.
Come in the kitchen and look.
[Lozano] Bruno Argüelles,
owner of the diner
where Paola Machado,
victim number six, worked.
Come with me.
Félix Jimenez,
manager of the textile factory
where Lucía Martínez,
victim three, worked.
Gerardo hasn't been here all day
and isn't answering the radio.
And you don't know where he went?
No idea, Gabina. He left this morning
with your brothers and Díaz.
- And there's no answer?
- No.
And there's nothing in the log
for him or Gilberto.
- Odd.
- Mm-hmm. Well, yeah, it is.
But if it helps any,
I just gave Lozano Gerardo's pills.
He'll probably take them to him.
- Huh. All right. Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.
- Have a good night.
- Thanks, and you.
- [Gilberto] Oh, you don't know anything?
- [sobbing]
What'd you do to her, huh?
What'd you do to Paola Machado, huh?
Tell me what you did!
What did you do to her, asshole, huh?
- [sobbing]
- Motherfucker.
[screaming]
[Gilberto] Talk, motherfucker!
Another punch, huh? How do you like it?
[groaning] Stop already.
[grunts]
[groaning]
Tell me more.
What the fuck is this, Herrera?
What are you doing here, chief?
No. What are you doing here, asshole?
You thought I wouldn't find out?
You said that you wanted results,
didn't you?
But not like this, dumbass, not like this.
Put a stop to this little game.
That's a fucking order.
You said you had confidence in me.
Yes, asshole, but not
You said, you had complete confidence
in the institution
that you're in charge of and its methods.
So if you're not prepared to fire me
then let me do my job here.
[sighs]
I followed the case of Andrés López.
The police had believed that
The Undresser only killed him for the car,
but I thought there was something missing.
Listen to this. He was working
in a mannequin factory when he was killed.
He had a girlfriend there who also
disappeared the day of the murder.
I have her file and her photos,
and guess what?
She was the first of The Undresser's
victims, the one who wasn't identified.
What are you saying? That's massive.
Yeah. It has something to do with
the mannequin factory, I'm sure of it.
Why? Why does that matter?
No idea, but I feel they know each other.
That's where the first stolen car
The Undresser used came from.
- And the first victim as well.
- Mm-hmm.
Listen, I'll tell you the rest soon, okay?
See you at home in an hour. I love you.
[phone rings]
[Mar] No, I'm playing.
- [grandmother] Hello?
- [Alex] Give it to me.
[María] Mother, how are you?
[grandmother] Fine. Everything's fine.
Could you stay with the children
a few more hours?
- [Mar] Alex, it's my turn.
- [grandmother] Yes, of course.
Say, why did you sell the piano?
Because nobody plays it.
But it's Alejandro's.
Yes, well, anyway, Mother,
it took up too much space.
Thanks, Mama.
[sighs]
[phone ringing]
[Gilberto] Take that!
- Come on! Talk now!
- [Félix grunting]
[grunting continues]
[Gilberto] You gonna breathe?
Oh, you're breathing, jerk, huh?
How about tasting some blood, huh?
- [thuds]
- [Félix grunting, coughing]
[Gilberto] Fucker.
- [Félix] That's enough. That's enough.
- [Gilberto] Enough what? Huh? Enough what?
Huh? Enough what? Enough of what?
- [Félix] Yeah, I fucked her.
- [Gerardo] Beto, wait a sec.
[Félix] I fucked her.
Why'd you keep it secret, huh?
[Gerardo] Why didn't you want us to know
about your affair with Lucy?
Because I have a wife. [breathing heavily]
I have children.
But now it's finished.
It's over. It's over with her.
- Uh-huh?
- But I didn't do anything else with her.
Why not?
She's got a boyfriend.
I heard her speaking on the phone
in the workshop
the night she was murdered.
They talked about making plans.
They were planning to meet.
Where at?
A bar or restaurant. I don't know.
It was called the El Paraiso.
UNSOLVED CASES
[sighs]
Oh! Oh, my God!
You went into my office,
poked around in my boxes,
and you stole my damn keys!
Forgive me.
I was I was actually
following your advice.
It's better to ask for forgiveness
than permission, right?
And I thought
that if I found any evidence
María, you don't see limits.
Around here, people like that pay dearly.
So go back home and tell your husband
your adventure is over.
Don't come in tomorrow. You're fired.
Give me the keys. Give them to me.
Victim number one
wasn't The Undresser's first victim.
María.
There might have been a lot of victims
that we don't know about.
It tracks that with some of them
he wasn't so careful.
He might have been sloppy
and left some evidence.
Prove it to me. Can you do that?
[sighs] No.
Just go.
[sighs]
You again, Emilio?
I can't fucking believe it.
- Pardon me, Mr. President.
- Did you catch him yet?
- Uh
- [classical music playing]
Precisely why I've come to see you.
What do you want?
The police are snatching people up
and torturing them, right?
And my job, my operating order,
is changing the police, so
No, no, no. Your job was to change
the public's image of the police.
But now your job
is to catch The Undresser.
You know why I got all the way here?
Because when things were important,
I had to do what was necessary.
[applause]
What are you doing here?
I know you're afraid
to use your real name in a report.
I watched while you were telling us
what happened.
You were rubbing your wrists
almost like
you remembered something awful.
We both want the same thing,
that nobody else suffers
what you suffered.
And for that, you've got to make
an official report using your real name.
We can't move forward without it.
- I have a husband and a son.
- [husband] Toño, dinnertime!
And they both know nothing about my past,
and I never want them to find out.
I'd like to help, but
I understand.
But the police here in Mexico
only pay attention to two things:
either witness statements or evidence.
Can you wait here a moment?
Of course.
[sighs]
[doorbell rings]
- María?
- Captain.
I have to show you something.
Excuse me.
Come in.
I need to calm down.
Got anything to drink?
Yeah.
If If you're here
to get your job back
let me tell you, you're wasting your time.
What's that?
This is evidence from a woman
who was attacked seven years ago
by a man who said women were only vipers
and that he would kill every one.
But she managed to escape.
This is the rope he tied her up with, here.
[sighs]
"Victim number one
wasn't The Undresser's first victim."
He was practicing.
It seems that way.
Do I get my job back yet?
You do.
Do you know
what a detective's greatest asset is?
What?
Not knowing how to let go.
And do you know your worst fault?
Same point?
- Exactly that.
- [chuckles]
Great work there, María.
Thank you, Captain.
Why?
For pushing me out of a plane.
For showing me what I can accomplish.
For believing in me.
Oh. Sorry.
For Forgive me.
I never
I have to be going.
Yeah, sure.
See you tomorrow, María.
[breathes shakily]
I'm separated.
Okay.
Separated isn't the same as divorced.
Yeah, that's true.
See you tomorrow.
[door closes]
["Moonlight Sonata" plays on piano]
[groans]
[piano continues]
[piano continues]
[piano continues]
Any progress?
Emilio Escobedo? Chief of Police?
- Yes.
- Go fuck yourself, asshole.
[piano continues]
[grunting, panting]
Who's the asshole?
Go fuck yourself!
Go fuck yourself!
[grunting]
Jero.
[grunts]
What the fuck is wrong with you, asshole?
Don't help me!
And María, you leave her be. You get me?
You got it?
[piano continues]
WOMEN'S POLICE FORCE
MARÍA DE LA TORRE
WOMEN'S POLICE FORCE
GREGORIO CADENAS
LECUMBERRI PRISON
Lucas?
[piano continues]
Lucas?
Lucas.
[glass smashes]
[coughs]
[breathing shakily]
Lucas! Lucas!
Lucas! What did they do to you?
Lucas! Lucas!
I need an ambulance, please!
An ambulance, goddamn it!
An ambulance, goddamn it!
[prisoners cheering]
[Ángeles] In the next episode
I know it's hard to believe,
but my intention is to protect all of us.
[María] It's from Lecumberri Prison.
[Ángeles] Cassandra.
She knew the truth,
but no one believed her.
[Gerardo] It is very dangerous
for anybody to risk their own neck
for this case.
I think the key is whatever Goyo
is trying to tell us.
[Dora] It was about fifteen years back
when a woman was murdered.
She ran a foster home.
WOMEN IN BLUE