Women in Blue (2024) s02e01 Episode Script
Mauricio
1
- [car horn honking]
- [siren wails]
["There's a Wrinkle In Our Time", 1984]
JUNE 11, 1971
ONE DAY AFTER THE MASSACRE
KNOWN AS "EL HALCONAZO"
WHERE A PARAMILITARY GROUP,
ACTING ON STATE ORDERS,
STORMED A PEACEFUL PROTES
AND MURDERED OVER 150 INNOCENT CIVILIANS.
JUST FOR SPEAKING OUT.
- [music continues over speakers]
- [patrons chatting, laughing]
[chuckles]
[cheering]
[bartender] Two shots.
Thanks a lot.
Hi there.
Scotch on the rocks.
And pour one for yourself. My treat.
I don't drink alone, remember?
I told you
I'm not allowed to drink on the job.
I just want to say this?
I don't need to be
chasing you around, understand?
What's your poison?
Stop ignoring me!
And don't treat me
like I'm a stranger, pal. Get it?
Mau, you're not a stranger,
but please don't do this in here.
- You'll get me in trouble.
- Fuck that, man. We need to speak.
- No, not now, Mau.
- At your place.
At my place? No.
We'll talk at yours
or I'll drag your ass outta here.
Which is it?
Take it easy, Mau.
I need my guys working.
Find somewhere else to hang out?
[sighs]
I think you need a drink, huh?
I'll pass. I have a tough exam tomorrow.
Hey, pal.
Your school is in here,
not in some classroom.
Don't forget, where we live,
it's more dangerous to be a student
than one of us.
[sighs]
Believe that if you like, okay?
Well, I do.
You saw what happened at the rally.
- Yes, I'm aware.
- And what did they say?
"Quarrel between students."
It's bullshit, man.
If you ask me, it's the government.
It's what they did in '68.
I'm just saying. Think about it.
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[footsteps approaching]
You seem to like humiliating me.
Mauricio.
I have exams.
And a fucking exam is more important
than the two of us?
There isn't any two of "us".
You don't get to decide that,
you little fuck.
[banging on door]
[neighbor] Can you be quiet,
for the love of God.
We're trying to sleep in here.
Beg your pardon.
[neighbor] I don't want an apology.
I want silence, or I'll call the police.
[ominous music]
You're not worth the effort.
["Forgive Me", Chris Montez
and the Invincible]
[music continues over speakers]
[banging on door]
[banging continues]
[sighs]
Mau, Mau, Mau.
[banging continues]
You've got five minutes, no more.
No.
No, no, no, no! I'm begging you!
Please, no! No! I'm begging you!
WOMEN IN BLUE
["No Soy Tuya", Ximena Sariñana]
[clock ticking]
[alarm clock rings]
["I Am A Good Woman",
Angels of Libra & Maiiah]
["I Am A Good Woman" continues]
["I Am A Good Woman" ends]
[doorbell rings]
- [María] Hello.
- Morning.
Kids, your dad is here.
- One minute.
- [door opens upstairs]
By the way,
congratulations on your new job.
Thank you.
I see it as a fresh start.
My boss is practically a teenager.
- Hmm.
- But it's fine.
Just fine.
I'm happy for you.
I miss you.
Alejandro, please don't.
I'm sorry.
But the thing is…
a month has passed and…
I'd like to know where our marriage is at,
and if I'm making progress.
Or not.
I'd like to give you an answer,
but I'm very busy right now.
With the kids and my work and the house.
I haven't had the time
to properly think things over.
Well, I have had the time
to properly think things over and…
I need my family.
- Bye, Mom.
- Bye, my babies.
- Hey.
- Hi, Dad.
- Have a good day.
- Everything good? Ciao.
[reporter] The relationship
between the people and the police
is more strained than ever.
A special report by Jacobo Zabludovsky.
[Jacobo] Barely a month ago…
…the whole city was praised
for making our streets safe again
after capturing
the deadly Undresser of Tlalpan.
Today, all these achievements
have been clouded
by the violent confrontation
with a group of agitators
that crashed a student protest,
forcing the police to take action.
We had the opportunity
to discuss this incident
with Chief Escobedo.
My boys in blue
were only trying to prevent
more violence and disorder.
Those rebellious extremists
were attacking innocent citizens,
mothers, and children.
My boys simply diffused the situation
and restored order.
- Just police officers saving li…
- [turns TV off]
[ominous music]
[sound muted]
[breathes shakily]
[gasping]
[spluttering]
- [knocking on door]
- [gasps]
[Gabina] Val, you haven't been sleeping.
You were making noises last night.
I did some research,
and I have a good idea.
There's a support group
where people discuss stuff.
I could accompany you.
What a coincidence, huh?
Guess what? I also found a place…
where people can discuss stuff.
[chuckles]
It's a bar, okay?
The door.
[Gabriel]
I must have mispronounced it 20 times
until the chef finally said,
"It's pronounced Bourguignon."
Man, I felt dumb, really.
[Ángeles] You're not dumb.
You're just not French.
Here, taste.
I think it's too salty.
- You're just as tough as my mother.
- [grandparent] Hello.
[Gabriel] Good morning.
Would you like to taste?
I'd love to.
Mm.
Perfect, Gabriel.
- For real?
- [grandparent] Yes.
Ángeles says it's salty.
Apparently I'm just as tough
as his mother.
You've been introduced?
[Ángeles] No.
Maybe I should?
Uh, what time is it now?
You'd better not be late for work.
- [sirens wailing]
- [radio chatter]
What's the situation?
[Díaz] One victim.
Lucio Lima, 22.
Beaten, suffocated, and mutilated.
Bruises on his face and more on his hands.
Signs of a struggle.
He probably tried to defend himself.
Approximate time of murder?
It was about 2:00 in the morning.
- Burglary?
- It doesn't look like it.
The door wasn't forced.
And we found money in his wallet
and in his jacket pocket.
- And a gold watch.
- [Gerardo sighs]
They obviously knew each other.
Santana, get Sofí.
Start checking for prints all around here.
Yes, sir.
- Where's the body?
- There, in the bedroom.
Who called it in?
Woman next door.
Her name is Sonya Linares.
She noticed the open door
as she was leaving for work.
[ominous music]
Where are the fingers?
The killer took them.
[Octavio]
Remember to keep people calm out there.
After the chaos of
the "Halcones" incident,
tensions are high.
Anyone in uniform,
whether a man or a woman,
could trigger trouble.
Whenever necessary, you have your radio.
Use it.
Lieutenant.
Yes, your shifts are posted outside.
Have a great day.
- [all] Thank you.
- You too.
Good day to all.
[elevator dings]
Lozano.
- We have a murder case, a juicy one.
- What happened?
A young guy, suffocated and mutilated.
The damn murderer
took two fingers as a trophy.
Come, come, come.
Let's go.
[Díaz] Sofía found prints
throughout the apartment,
but not many on the body, desk, or door.
The assassin was careful
to wipe those areas.
What information do we have on the victim?
Lucio Lima.
Night job as a bartender at El Ocho.
[Lozano] There you have it.
Oh, that place is a bar for pansies.
He probably messed with the wrong guy,
who made sure to straighten him out.
The neighbor told us she heard him
arguing with another man, at what time?
Around 1:30.
[Gerardo] Check out the bar, Lozano.
[Lozano] There's no point.
Those little fuckers
won't speak to the police.
To you they will.
I mean, who could possibly
resist that voice?
- [Gilberto exclaims]
- [Gerardo] That presence, that pompadour.
Face it, man, you're a real catch.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [Díaz] So handsome!
- Don't you know it.
- Smother them with kisses.
Make sure you don't come back
with a boyfriend.
[officers chatter]
[kissing sounds]
Did you hear that?
We better investigate.
No, it's forbidden.
- Because?
- [María] We don't have authorization.
And besides, it's their responsibility.
[chuckles]
You think they'll investigate?
- [María] What do you mean?
- Did you forget Tito Flores?
They'll do the exact same thing again.
They'll grab some guy off the street,
blame him,
and then put him away in jail, María.
This isn't the same as The Undresser.
You didn't hear how they all spoke
about him, like…
he was begging to be killed
for what he was.
They were all laughing at him, María.
I know you, I know this matters to you.
Of course it matters to me, Val.
But they have a job to do,
and we have another one.
I already scheduled the shifts.
We have to go to the park.
[lively music]
["Mirando a las Muchachas",
Los Hermanos Castro]
You should be ashamed
to wear that uniform.
Come on, let's go.
- I beg your pardon, but there's no need…
- I said ashamed.
Those kids were simply marching in peace.
[ominous music]
- What's up?
- Fuck off.
I already paid my cut Friday.
I have no more.
Cool your jets, princess.
I'm here about Lucio Lima.
You know him?
He's my bartender, why?
Because he was murdered.
He was killed early this morning
in his apartment.
What?
Tell me about this guy, Lucio.
Was he mixed up in any trouble?
- Absolutely not.
- Any drugs?
- Did he owe money?
- No, nothing like that.
Nothing but a good kid.
The fuck? Who murdered Lucio?
How about you leave the questions to me,
if you don't mind.
Maybe there was something about
your little friend's lifestyle
that provoked somebody.
What the fuck does that matter?
Hey, hey. Calm down, beauty queen.
You wanna make me mad, amigo?
Do you?
Give me a list of names.
Whoever he hung out with.
Lovers too. Regulars from the bar.
I won't give you shit. No fucking list.
I expected that.
Well, I'm here, so pay me your usual cut.
In advance, for next Friday.
Whatever you have.
And if by chance anything comes to mind,
call us?
It'll be after our shift.
We're simply making a trip
to the bar where he worked.
What's the problem with that?
- Are you done yet?
- [camera shutter clicks]
Domo arigato.
- Thank you.
- Arigato.
Arigato.
María wants us to avoid problems.
I'd say she's a responsible lieutenant.
We've spent a whole month
avoiding problems. I've had it.
Huh? And besides, no one has
to tell her or Ángeles.
This way, she's still
a responsible lieutenant
and you and me find the assassin.
- I don't want to leave them in the dark.
- I promise, no lies.
But, worse comes to worse,
we'll find nothing.
We'll just have wasted our time. Hmm?
What do you say?
Is that a yes?
We're not allowing them to investigate
when that's exactly
what we should be doing.
That's how I felt when I told you
not to investigate The Undresser.
You're doing exactly what you should.
You know, being a good leader
means watching over your team.
Like it or not.
Convincing Gerardo to permit us
to investigate,
that would make me a good leader.
They need time.
Eventually they'll figure it out.
You really believe that?
María.
I'm sure of it.
Thanks a lot.
I needed to hear that from you.
[lively music]
[music continues over speakers]
[footsteps approaching]
Well, well. [chuckles]
What brings you to my underworld?
Uh… [clears throat]
I'd like to ask you for something.
- As a friend.
- Oh, fuck off.
You owe me money already, my friend.
- One grand.
- I'm not asking for money.
I need to convince Gerardo
to permit my girls
to help the investigation.
You've got a thing for one of
those pretty girls, am I right?
- That's bullshit, you know.
- [chuckles] Is it María?
You know I'm only asking
because they're good.
The key is to try
to approach him off-guard.
Listen.
Later, tonight, we're playing poker
in my house.
Mm-hmm?
You come with my money,
and I'll let you sit at my table.
[chuckles]
[crockery clinking]
He has no family, miss, okay?
[sighs]
Yes, I know that already. Yes.
We're doing our best.
A simple cremation.
Cremation. Thank you.
[slams phone]
[sighs]
Excuse me, are you Mike?
We'd like to ask you some questions
regarding Lucio Lima.
I spoke to your partner.
I'm about to open. Please.
[Valentina] Could you talk to us too?
What for? Hmm?
Your partner didn't give a shit
about Lucio.
- Why would he matter to you?
- Because we're different.
I'll say the same thing I said
to your partner.
I know nothing. Get the hell out!
What happened to Lucio was unfair.
More like a tragedy.
And, believe me, it drives us nuts
that the person who did this runs free.
I know we can't bring him back,
but there's something we can do.
We can arrest the bastard who murdered him
so it's the last time he does.
You believe he'll murder again?
What do you want from me?
[Gabina] Is there anyone
who could have wanted to hurt him?
Someone that he may
have had problems with?
There is someone.
Well, I've been wanting
to see them so much,
that I decided to find a time
to reconnect with the girls.
What if they're not there?
Before I became a police officer,
we'd meet up there every Wednesday.
Now do you remember?
Me and the girls,
Fabiola, Tita, Esmeralda.
It was our girls' night out.
- [chuckles]
- [upbeat music]
No, I don't believe my eyes.
María Elena Camacho de la Torre.
If this isn't a surprise, what is?
- María! How are you?
- You look fabulous!
[chuckling]
You should have told us
you were going to come.
- [María] It feels like it's been ages.
- [all] It has!
- [server] A drink?
- Oh, just some water would be great.
No, no, no. The Manhattan of a lifetime.
Keep 'em coming.
How can I possibly refuse?
[Esmeralda] No, you can't.
What were you talking about?
About poor Robby.
As usual. He has a bug, a bad one.
Vomiting, diarrhea…
- Oh, no.
- He's missed a whole week of school.
You can imagine how bad my nails are now.
Beyond horrible. See?
Well, I know someone who'll fix your nails
in a flash.
She's Chinese.
- China, China?
- China, China.
Because I've heard that before,
and the bitch was lying.
[laughter]
You know, María, we believed
you'd maybe lost interest in us.
Yes, well, I know it has been
quite some time.
But with all my issues
with Alejandro, I mean…
What he did was harsh.
If you ask me, it's despicable.
But you were absolutely right
to stand up for yourself.
- Mm-hmm.
- What will you do?
Well, you know, the new job
is so time consuming and…
That you need some time with the chicks.
- [laughter]
- Something like that, yes.
[sighs]
María, don't let anyone pressure you.
Take your time, enjoy yourself.
And now that men are all around you
at the job,
perhaps you'll find a gentleman
to distract you… with his big pistol!
- Oh!
- What if your mother-in-law heard you!
You're impossible! Don't be crude!
You think I'm kidding, but I'm not.
Please, girl, surely one of them
must be hitting on you, no?
I'm still married.
Married, but not blind, am I right?
- [chuckling]
- Hmm?
Actually…
There is this one guy…
- [cheering]
- See? I told you so.
Mm, mm, emergency toast.
Emergency toast, huh?
- [both] Cheers!
- Be sure to look in the eyes.
- Please, María.
- María! In the eyes.
There he is.
[chuckles]
I expected you to back out.
Yeah, funny. Me too.
Reliable guy, huh?
Need I count it?
Go fuck yourself.
[chuckles]
After you.
- [indistinct chatter]
- [blues playing]
- Please, over here. Come in.
- Thanks.
[players laughing, chattering]
[Gerardo] We're usually there
around 11:00 every day.
Also, I'm sending you a gift.
[laughter]
[Lozano] Santana.
What the hell's this prick doing here?
Here only money talks.
Sit your ass down.
- Five-card draw.
- Okay.
You can have this one.
[Luz, over phone]
Hi, dear, how're you doing?
Having some fun?
I'm having a great time.
I think I might stay
a little past midnight.
- Can you wait?
- Of course.
The children are already asleep.
I'm here relaxing, enjoying my book.
Oh, give my best to Esmeralda.
Yes, Mother. Thank you.
Appreciated.
[Esmeralda]
What do you think of the new María?
[Tita] Well, she seems pretty independent.
- Yeah, she does.
- Pretty lost.
- Mm-hmm.
- Personally,
I wasn't in the least bit surprised
Alejandro cheated on her.
[Tita] Seriously? But you just told her
to find a cop.
- Yes, I did.
- [chuckling]
We better keep our distance.
[Esmeralda] We better keep an eye
on our husbands,
because she's on a journey
and who knows who she'll go after.
May I help you?
[indistinct conversation]
What did she say?
Yeah, well, Alex is…
He isn't feeling well. He has a bug.
Uh, a virus of some sort. Same as Robby.
Well, a mother's obligation never ends.
No, please.
On me.
Okay.
Take care, darling.
Did you forget something?
I came here…
looking for my girlfriends.
I'm confused these days.
Not sure where my life's going.
Because…
Because I'm alone.
No need to hide your husbands.
Good God.
I am a good woman,
not someone who'd back stab you.
I'd never betray any of you.
Never.
Good night.
Just shoot me.
Three tens.
Nothing.
There you go, ladies.
Thanks for playing with me.
You know,
when I joined the force,
everybody spoke of you.
"The best detective in the city."
That's what they said.
Yeah, then he punched the boss
in the face.
Why'd you do it?
Does it matter?
Would you do it again?
A million times, yes.
Speaking of doing things once more…
Could you let my girls assist you
in your investigation?
For fuck's sake, Romandía.
You remember what happened last time.
You found The Undresser.
I don't have a problem with them.
Especially Cruz.
You remember how she organized her boards?
[Lozano] I don't give a shit
about her boards.
I won't take orders from a woman.
Let's make a deal.
If I win the next hand,
you give them a month.
If I lose, you can keep the money
and I'll leave you alone.
- You're a damn fool if you think…
- You have one week.
- Done.
- [Gerardo] Deal them, Tony.
- One.
- [phone ringing]
One for me too.
[phone ringing]
[Uriel] Yeah?
- [Octavio] Two pair.
- [puts phone down]
[Uriel] Gerardo?
We have to get out of here
right this very minute.
- Now?
- [Uriel] Now.
[Octavio] Where to?
Goddamn it.
[Lozano] Sorry, pal.
This wasn't your lucky night.
[Gerardo] Lozano!
Let's go!
[sighs]
[sirens wailing]
Are you sure you're ready for this?
Definitely not.
But what choice do I have?
[siren wailing]
Let's go.
[siren wails in distance]
What happened?
[chuckles]
It's a girl.
[both laugh]
[Gabina] I'm so excited.
[Gabina chuckles]
She's so beautiful.
What about Violeta?
She's fine, fine.
- Just, uh, a bit tired.
- Mm.
Hey, uh… But she's great.
- You're an aunt!
- [Gabina and Gerardo chuckle]
[babies crying]
- Look, there she is.
- Yes.
[no audible dialogue]
[Gabina coos]
Oh…
I'm sorry for the blanket.
All the girls' ones
are still in the laundry.
- The blue suits her perfectly.
- Yes.
Sweetie!
[wailing]
[Commander Herrera]
Her eyes are wide open.
I'm gonna grab a coffee.
Normally they open them later,
but look at her.
She reminds me of you.
I can't believe that Gerardo
has become a dad.
Your brother's about to be taught…
life's most important lesson ever.
Which is?
Nothing is more important…
than family.
[Jacobo] Last night, the body
of Lucio Lima, a 22-year-old student,
was found strangled and mutilated
inside his apartment in Colonia Juárez.
Police Chief Emilio Escobedo
hasn't yet released a statement.
And meanwhile, the neighbors
in the Colonia…
Zabludovsky, you're such an asshole.
…as danger approaches their homes.
But my question is,
will life ever return to normal?
Can we go back to the time
when violence wasn't a recurring issue
in our city?
We'd all like that, wouldn't we?
Perhaps Chief Escobedo can once again
turn to Goyo Cadenas.
Remember, it's thanks to him
that the Undresser of Tlalpan was caught,
and Cadenas earned his freedom
after spending 34 years in jail.
- [Gilberto] Come on.
- [Gerardo] So now do we agree?
- On what?
- [Gerardo] That we lost the final
- because of you!
- After he was kicked out
for his fucking foul, we had no chance!
- What foul?
- What do you mean?
Oh, no fucking way.
I mean, it was a tough tackle,
but not a foul.
- It was your fault.
- Your fault.
And besides, you don't even remember.
You were what, ten?
You almost broke the striker's ankle!
[Gerardo]
Whose ankle? Stop exaggerating!
I didn't hurt him that bad.
The one that got hurt big time
was that damn referee.
[Gabriel] If you say so.
Why? What happened to the referee?
Papa was in the stands
when the referee pulled out that red card,
and, you know him, he went nuts
and ran out…
Like a fucking lion.
So fast, like lightning.
He grabbed the referee by the hair
and started whooping his ass
in front of everyone.
He kept saying,
"Is this a foul? Is this a foul?"
"Is this a foul?"
He kept saying it over and over
and over again.
Why didn't you stop him?
[chuckles]
I don't know.
Because he's our papa.
[Gilberto]
It took four dads to separate them.
[Gerardo]
I swear, they saved that bastard's life.
[conversation continues indistinctly]
[Jacobo] Lucio Lima,
the young man who was recently murdered…
- [Mar] Mama.
- …worked in El Ocho,
- and underground bar…
- Mama.
…located in a rough neighborhood.
Mama!
Dad's here.
Okay.
They talked about me like I was garbage.
Mm. They're just jealous.
Jealous of what?
Not one of those women
could do what you have.
You've always had more guts
than any of them,
which makes you much more beautiful
and that drove them crazy.
[chuckles]
Especially Esmeralda.
- I'm serious, Alejandro.
- So am I.
They helped you realize
you're different from them.
And discovering who you're not,
is still progress.
Now you know you've got more to offer
than your girlfriends.
[chuckles]
[Mar] Hi, Dad!
Hey, there! Let's go. Ready?
- Have a nice day.
- [Alejandro kisses]
[siren wails]
[Lozano] Why can't we
just serve a normal meal?
I'm warning you for the last time,
I'll go home and eat before the event.
Whatever, I need to go.
[Lozano groans]
What do you want? I'm busy.
Yes, of course, but we've got something
here that may be of interest to you.
Oh, really? I doubt it.
We received a call earlier on the hotline.
Mm-hmm. We spoke to someone named Mike.
The owner of a bar named El Ocho.
Apparently, you spoke to him
and, if I may say so,
your chat had a profound impact
on the man.
For real?
[Valentina] Mm-hmm. Absolutely.
He remembered that
Lucio Lima was in a relationship,
a romantic one, with Mauricio Rubirosa.
Here.
[Gabina] We didn't want you to waste time,
so we checked to see if Rubirosa
has a criminal record…
- Mm-hmm.
- And he apparently does.
He was arrested three times
for violent behavior.
[Valentina] That's not all.
He was at El Ocho
the night of the killing.
Well, I'm not surprised he made the call.
Just the right amount of pressure.
That's the key, ladies.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
It's all about
choosing the right moment…
to tighten the screws.
- But of course.
- Impressive.
- [chuckles]
- Very.
Well, that's that.
[Gabina] Yes.
Excuse me.
Gabina, it's time for us to go
to Lucio Lima's funeral.
I bet we can find more clues.
Are you crazy?
We have already done our bit.
We need to let them handle the rest.
You agreed with me.
Gabina, you're such a party pooper.
- Let's go.
- Val.
Don't push it.
I'll report you to María.
[gasps]
Okay, be that way.
ADDRESS: 382 PASEO DEL OLIVO
MEXICO CITY - 74728
Police! Open the door.
Yes?
Where's Maurico Rubirosa?
Sir, it's for you.
[Mauricio] Thank you, Dominga.
I'll handle this.
Yes, what is it?
I'm Detective Gerardo Herrera,
and this is Detective Plutarco Lozano.
My pleasure.
[sighs]
Your hand, what happened?
Nothing.
Mr. Rubirosa,
where were you two nights ago?
Two nights ago, I was at home.
Is something wrong?
Were you anywhere near a bar
named El Ocho?
El Ocho? I don't know what that is.
[Griselda] Hi. Is everything okay?
Yes, honey. Please wait for me inside.
These officers have the wrong address.
They're leaving.
- What happened?
- Seriously, Griselda! Now, please.
Wait for me inside.
Maybe the children are hungry.
Let me refresh your memory.
El Ocho is a popular bar for homosexuals.
Gentlemen, I think you've made a mistake.
- I'm a family man.
- Listen, Mr. Rubirosa.
Maybe we should chat at the station.
I'm not going anywhere with you.
Please leave.
Wait, please! Please!
[grunts]
[grunts]
- [handcuffs clicking]
- This is a misunderstanding.
Listen, Rubirosa.
The one and only misunderstanding is that
you believe we're politely asking.
Take him in.
Gerardo and Lozano arrested his lover.
Mauricio Rubirosa.
A family man, married, with children.
I guess you never really know someone.
But I figured that…
you'd want to know about it.
Thank you.
- Pretty good, right?
- Yeah.
- Sure.
- Super.
Now you see that Gerardo
is doing a perfect job.
Maybe he is.
They didn't need our help for the arrest.
[chuckles]
How do you think they solved the case?
Val, don't.
Don't what?
No, don't tell María how wrong
her conclusion is.
For your information,
the only thing Lozano did
was intimidate a witness.
The very same witness gave Gabina and me
the lover's name.
Investigating behind my back?
No.
Just uncovering info that no one
would have found otherwise.
Nothing to do with you.
You think I don't want to investigate?
I've wanted this ever since
you were a baby.
It's my dream, Val.
What about showing them
we can be more than just secretaries?
We don't have to show anything to anyone.
We found The Undresser.
No, you all found him.
I was held captive inside a tank of water.
Val…
Never mind.
Val…
I'll go.
[breathing heavily]
What's wrong? Are you okay?
I'm fine.
I need a minute, Gabina.
Please, give me a minute.
[water running]
[faucet turns off]
[panting]
No. Please. I mean it.
Please.
[panting]
Look at me.
[breathes deeply]
Look at me.
Inhale.
[both inhale]
Breathe with me. Inhale.
- Exhale.
- [exhales]
Calmly.
Inhale.
[exhales]
- [exhales]
- That's it.
- Exhale.
- [exhales]
Like that.
Don't tell her.
Don't tell María. Promise me.
Just please, don't. I'm fine.
Okay? Just fine.
It's not coffee. It's tea.
Thank you.
Valerian tea can reduce stress.
Something about this case doesn't…
No! Please, Ángeles.
Don't you also begin to ignore the rules.
Pardon me.
My son was eight years old.
And the doctors…
[sniffles]
…had never seen anyone fight as hard…
as he did.
We'd be better off sniffing around
Lucio Lima's funeral.
- Um, no.
- [Jacinto] Excuse me.
We made a deal.
You get help, and I won't tell María
what happened in the bathroom.
- [Jacinto] This is hard for me.
- So now you better pay attention.
Finally, I was able to visit his grave.
[sniffles]
[leader] Thank you, Jacinto.
We learn from your pain.
To reach the light,
one must go through the darkness.
[Valentina chuckles]
Valentina.
Something you'd like to share?
No. Thank you.
We're prepared to listen.
Do you think darkness
is absolutely necessary?
[leader] Yes, I do.
Because this man…
has suffered the worst horror
that exists in this world,
and the only thing you can say to him,
and everyone sitting here,
is that all the shit that falls on us
is necessary.
What happened to you was also necessary.
You don't know me.
I'm leaving, Gabina.
I don't owe you anything anymore.
[leader] I understand, Valentina.
[sighs]
Three years ago,
on the second day of October, 1968,
the police killed my brother, Ulises.
Uli was murdered
in Plaza de las Tres Culturas,
in Tlatelolco.
He insisted on going to the protest.
That day, I grabbed my camera
and went with him.
When the first helicopter shot a flare,
I moved to take a photo.
Bullets were flying around.
I turned back, and he was gone.
[distorted screaming from protest]
He'd vanished in the confusion.
Gone forever.
Hours later, I found him
with a bullet in the back,
murdered in the main square.
I lived with this pain,
with this resentment and hatred,
without grasping that the only one
I was destroying was me.
[stutters]
I felt I had to start this group…
to rebuild ourselves,
and learn to live in a place
where there is no justice.
Because how can justice exist…
when the ones watching over us
are the real criminals?
Ángeles.
[panting]
What did you want to say earlier?
I do not want to break the rules.
[sighs]
Don't worry about that.
You can't break rules
simply by telling me something.
They arrested Mauricio Rubirosa.
The detectives believe
it was a crime of passion.
Except that a crime of passion tends to be
disorganized and chaotic.
The murderer usually runs off
right after the act.
But in this case, after murdering Lucio,
the killer picked him up,
tied him in his chair, then…
Cut off his fingers.
All deliberately.
Yes, but why take the fingers?
Crimes of passion don't usually involve
collecting trophies.
Crimes of passion
trigger the desire to forget.
[exhales]
Thank you.
We need to speak with Gerardo.
[Octavio] About what?
I don't know
what type of lieutenant I'll be,
but there's one type I won't be.
I won't stand for victims
being judged by the police.
I don't want to watch
when I could be helping.
I want to ask for the opportunity
to investigate.
- This isn't the best moment.
- It's the perfect moment.
I believe we have something
that's a game changer for the case.
But Gerardo will be mad
if we march into his office…
He'll be happy when he hears
what we found.
- He'll say no, okay?
- Maybe he won't.
I asked him already.
Last night.
What?
[clears throat]
I was invited to sit at the poker table
with the other detectives.
I specifically asked about this and…
he said no.
Just "no"? He didn't give you a reason?
Well, no. No reason, no.
No?
No, because…
I lost the game, technically.
Are you saying that our future was decided
around a table full of drunk men
playing a round of cards,
without any of us being present?
I'm sorry.
Detective, I need to speak to you.
Officer, to come into this office,
maybe you should knock first.
Understood. And it's Lieutenant.
Lieutenant. What do you want?
I heard last night you played
a game of cards.
It was poker, if I'm not mistaken.
And there was a bet.
De la Torre, you should be speaking to
Romandía about this matter.
I have, and I need to talk to you.
It's not valid.
But a bet is a bet.
Not when the parties concerned
are absent, Detective.
[chuckles]
Okay, yeah.
[chuckles]
Romandía complained to you.
I don't expect you
to modify how things are done.
I am asking to represent myself
in this bet.
If you win, I'll let you be. But if I win,
you'll permit us to assist
in the investigation.
You've played poker?
No, never before.
But…
I've heard that
it's a Herrara family tradition
to resolve its disputes
by flipping a coin.
[chuckles]
De la Torre…
You're sure of this?
As sure as I am about my team,
and how much we have to offer.
Call it.
Heads.
Get here early in the morning.
[exhales]
I will, Detective.
Thanks a lot.
[door opens, closes]
LÓPEZ MORTUARY
[mournful music playing]
[sniffles]
[Mike] What are you doing here?
Expressing my condolences
to the Lima family.
You see his family here?
Those assholes…
turned their backs on him
when he decided to come out.
I'm sorry.
I had no idea.
It happens more than you think.
NARCISO MARXIST BRIGADE
[bell tolling]
[bell tolling]
[priest] Excuse me, son.
I didn't see you.
We're closed.
Please come back in the morning.
[breathes shakily]
I said we're closed, man.
In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
[door creaks]
[gasps]
[grunting]
[grunting, straining]
[grunting stops]
[bell tolls]
DUBBING BROTHERS
- [car horn honking]
- [siren wails]
["There's a Wrinkle In Our Time", 1984]
JUNE 11, 1971
ONE DAY AFTER THE MASSACRE
KNOWN AS "EL HALCONAZO"
WHERE A PARAMILITARY GROUP,
ACTING ON STATE ORDERS,
STORMED A PEACEFUL PROTES
AND MURDERED OVER 150 INNOCENT CIVILIANS.
JUST FOR SPEAKING OUT.
- [music continues over speakers]
- [patrons chatting, laughing]
[chuckles]
[cheering]
[bartender] Two shots.
Thanks a lot.
Hi there.
Scotch on the rocks.
And pour one for yourself. My treat.
I don't drink alone, remember?
I told you
I'm not allowed to drink on the job.
I just want to say this?
I don't need to be
chasing you around, understand?
What's your poison?
Stop ignoring me!
And don't treat me
like I'm a stranger, pal. Get it?
Mau, you're not a stranger,
but please don't do this in here.
- You'll get me in trouble.
- Fuck that, man. We need to speak.
- No, not now, Mau.
- At your place.
At my place? No.
We'll talk at yours
or I'll drag your ass outta here.
Which is it?
Take it easy, Mau.
I need my guys working.
Find somewhere else to hang out?
[sighs]
I think you need a drink, huh?
I'll pass. I have a tough exam tomorrow.
Hey, pal.
Your school is in here,
not in some classroom.
Don't forget, where we live,
it's more dangerous to be a student
than one of us.
[sighs]
Believe that if you like, okay?
Well, I do.
You saw what happened at the rally.
- Yes, I'm aware.
- And what did they say?
"Quarrel between students."
It's bullshit, man.
If you ask me, it's the government.
It's what they did in '68.
I'm just saying. Think about it.
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[footsteps approaching]
You seem to like humiliating me.
Mauricio.
I have exams.
And a fucking exam is more important
than the two of us?
There isn't any two of "us".
You don't get to decide that,
you little fuck.
[banging on door]
[neighbor] Can you be quiet,
for the love of God.
We're trying to sleep in here.
Beg your pardon.
[neighbor] I don't want an apology.
I want silence, or I'll call the police.
[ominous music]
You're not worth the effort.
["Forgive Me", Chris Montez
and the Invincible]
[music continues over speakers]
[banging on door]
[banging continues]
[sighs]
Mau, Mau, Mau.
[banging continues]
You've got five minutes, no more.
No.
No, no, no, no! I'm begging you!
Please, no! No! I'm begging you!
WOMEN IN BLUE
["No Soy Tuya", Ximena Sariñana]
[clock ticking]
[alarm clock rings]
["I Am A Good Woman",
Angels of Libra & Maiiah]
["I Am A Good Woman" continues]
["I Am A Good Woman" ends]
[doorbell rings]
- [María] Hello.
- Morning.
Kids, your dad is here.
- One minute.
- [door opens upstairs]
By the way,
congratulations on your new job.
Thank you.
I see it as a fresh start.
My boss is practically a teenager.
- Hmm.
- But it's fine.
Just fine.
I'm happy for you.
I miss you.
Alejandro, please don't.
I'm sorry.
But the thing is…
a month has passed and…
I'd like to know where our marriage is at,
and if I'm making progress.
Or not.
I'd like to give you an answer,
but I'm very busy right now.
With the kids and my work and the house.
I haven't had the time
to properly think things over.
Well, I have had the time
to properly think things over and…
I need my family.
- Bye, Mom.
- Bye, my babies.
- Hey.
- Hi, Dad.
- Have a good day.
- Everything good? Ciao.
[reporter] The relationship
between the people and the police
is more strained than ever.
A special report by Jacobo Zabludovsky.
[Jacobo] Barely a month ago…
…the whole city was praised
for making our streets safe again
after capturing
the deadly Undresser of Tlalpan.
Today, all these achievements
have been clouded
by the violent confrontation
with a group of agitators
that crashed a student protest,
forcing the police to take action.
We had the opportunity
to discuss this incident
with Chief Escobedo.
My boys in blue
were only trying to prevent
more violence and disorder.
Those rebellious extremists
were attacking innocent citizens,
mothers, and children.
My boys simply diffused the situation
and restored order.
- Just police officers saving li…
- [turns TV off]
[ominous music]
[sound muted]
[breathes shakily]
[gasping]
[spluttering]
- [knocking on door]
- [gasps]
[Gabina] Val, you haven't been sleeping.
You were making noises last night.
I did some research,
and I have a good idea.
There's a support group
where people discuss stuff.
I could accompany you.
What a coincidence, huh?
Guess what? I also found a place…
where people can discuss stuff.
[chuckles]
It's a bar, okay?
The door.
[Gabriel]
I must have mispronounced it 20 times
until the chef finally said,
"It's pronounced Bourguignon."
Man, I felt dumb, really.
[Ángeles] You're not dumb.
You're just not French.
Here, taste.
I think it's too salty.
- You're just as tough as my mother.
- [grandparent] Hello.
[Gabriel] Good morning.
Would you like to taste?
I'd love to.
Mm.
Perfect, Gabriel.
- For real?
- [grandparent] Yes.
Ángeles says it's salty.
Apparently I'm just as tough
as his mother.
You've been introduced?
[Ángeles] No.
Maybe I should?
Uh, what time is it now?
You'd better not be late for work.
- [sirens wailing]
- [radio chatter]
What's the situation?
[Díaz] One victim.
Lucio Lima, 22.
Beaten, suffocated, and mutilated.
Bruises on his face and more on his hands.
Signs of a struggle.
He probably tried to defend himself.
Approximate time of murder?
It was about 2:00 in the morning.
- Burglary?
- It doesn't look like it.
The door wasn't forced.
And we found money in his wallet
and in his jacket pocket.
- And a gold watch.
- [Gerardo sighs]
They obviously knew each other.
Santana, get Sofí.
Start checking for prints all around here.
Yes, sir.
- Where's the body?
- There, in the bedroom.
Who called it in?
Woman next door.
Her name is Sonya Linares.
She noticed the open door
as she was leaving for work.
[ominous music]
Where are the fingers?
The killer took them.
[Octavio]
Remember to keep people calm out there.
After the chaos of
the "Halcones" incident,
tensions are high.
Anyone in uniform,
whether a man or a woman,
could trigger trouble.
Whenever necessary, you have your radio.
Use it.
Lieutenant.
Yes, your shifts are posted outside.
Have a great day.
- [all] Thank you.
- You too.
Good day to all.
[elevator dings]
Lozano.
- We have a murder case, a juicy one.
- What happened?
A young guy, suffocated and mutilated.
The damn murderer
took two fingers as a trophy.
Come, come, come.
Let's go.
[Díaz] Sofía found prints
throughout the apartment,
but not many on the body, desk, or door.
The assassin was careful
to wipe those areas.
What information do we have on the victim?
Lucio Lima.
Night job as a bartender at El Ocho.
[Lozano] There you have it.
Oh, that place is a bar for pansies.
He probably messed with the wrong guy,
who made sure to straighten him out.
The neighbor told us she heard him
arguing with another man, at what time?
Around 1:30.
[Gerardo] Check out the bar, Lozano.
[Lozano] There's no point.
Those little fuckers
won't speak to the police.
To you they will.
I mean, who could possibly
resist that voice?
- [Gilberto exclaims]
- [Gerardo] That presence, that pompadour.
Face it, man, you're a real catch.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- [Díaz] So handsome!
- Don't you know it.
- Smother them with kisses.
Make sure you don't come back
with a boyfriend.
[officers chatter]
[kissing sounds]
Did you hear that?
We better investigate.
No, it's forbidden.
- Because?
- [María] We don't have authorization.
And besides, it's their responsibility.
[chuckles]
You think they'll investigate?
- [María] What do you mean?
- Did you forget Tito Flores?
They'll do the exact same thing again.
They'll grab some guy off the street,
blame him,
and then put him away in jail, María.
This isn't the same as The Undresser.
You didn't hear how they all spoke
about him, like…
he was begging to be killed
for what he was.
They were all laughing at him, María.
I know you, I know this matters to you.
Of course it matters to me, Val.
But they have a job to do,
and we have another one.
I already scheduled the shifts.
We have to go to the park.
[lively music]
["Mirando a las Muchachas",
Los Hermanos Castro]
You should be ashamed
to wear that uniform.
Come on, let's go.
- I beg your pardon, but there's no need…
- I said ashamed.
Those kids were simply marching in peace.
[ominous music]
- What's up?
- Fuck off.
I already paid my cut Friday.
I have no more.
Cool your jets, princess.
I'm here about Lucio Lima.
You know him?
He's my bartender, why?
Because he was murdered.
He was killed early this morning
in his apartment.
What?
Tell me about this guy, Lucio.
Was he mixed up in any trouble?
- Absolutely not.
- Any drugs?
- Did he owe money?
- No, nothing like that.
Nothing but a good kid.
The fuck? Who murdered Lucio?
How about you leave the questions to me,
if you don't mind.
Maybe there was something about
your little friend's lifestyle
that provoked somebody.
What the fuck does that matter?
Hey, hey. Calm down, beauty queen.
You wanna make me mad, amigo?
Do you?
Give me a list of names.
Whoever he hung out with.
Lovers too. Regulars from the bar.
I won't give you shit. No fucking list.
I expected that.
Well, I'm here, so pay me your usual cut.
In advance, for next Friday.
Whatever you have.
And if by chance anything comes to mind,
call us?
It'll be after our shift.
We're simply making a trip
to the bar where he worked.
What's the problem with that?
- Are you done yet?
- [camera shutter clicks]
Domo arigato.
- Thank you.
- Arigato.
Arigato.
María wants us to avoid problems.
I'd say she's a responsible lieutenant.
We've spent a whole month
avoiding problems. I've had it.
Huh? And besides, no one has
to tell her or Ángeles.
This way, she's still
a responsible lieutenant
and you and me find the assassin.
- I don't want to leave them in the dark.
- I promise, no lies.
But, worse comes to worse,
we'll find nothing.
We'll just have wasted our time. Hmm?
What do you say?
Is that a yes?
We're not allowing them to investigate
when that's exactly
what we should be doing.
That's how I felt when I told you
not to investigate The Undresser.
You're doing exactly what you should.
You know, being a good leader
means watching over your team.
Like it or not.
Convincing Gerardo to permit us
to investigate,
that would make me a good leader.
They need time.
Eventually they'll figure it out.
You really believe that?
María.
I'm sure of it.
Thanks a lot.
I needed to hear that from you.
[lively music]
[music continues over speakers]
[footsteps approaching]
Well, well. [chuckles]
What brings you to my underworld?
Uh… [clears throat]
I'd like to ask you for something.
- As a friend.
- Oh, fuck off.
You owe me money already, my friend.
- One grand.
- I'm not asking for money.
I need to convince Gerardo
to permit my girls
to help the investigation.
You've got a thing for one of
those pretty girls, am I right?
- That's bullshit, you know.
- [chuckles] Is it María?
You know I'm only asking
because they're good.
The key is to try
to approach him off-guard.
Listen.
Later, tonight, we're playing poker
in my house.
Mm-hmm?
You come with my money,
and I'll let you sit at my table.
[chuckles]
[crockery clinking]
He has no family, miss, okay?
[sighs]
Yes, I know that already. Yes.
We're doing our best.
A simple cremation.
Cremation. Thank you.
[slams phone]
[sighs]
Excuse me, are you Mike?
We'd like to ask you some questions
regarding Lucio Lima.
I spoke to your partner.
I'm about to open. Please.
[Valentina] Could you talk to us too?
What for? Hmm?
Your partner didn't give a shit
about Lucio.
- Why would he matter to you?
- Because we're different.
I'll say the same thing I said
to your partner.
I know nothing. Get the hell out!
What happened to Lucio was unfair.
More like a tragedy.
And, believe me, it drives us nuts
that the person who did this runs free.
I know we can't bring him back,
but there's something we can do.
We can arrest the bastard who murdered him
so it's the last time he does.
You believe he'll murder again?
What do you want from me?
[Gabina] Is there anyone
who could have wanted to hurt him?
Someone that he may
have had problems with?
There is someone.
Well, I've been wanting
to see them so much,
that I decided to find a time
to reconnect with the girls.
What if they're not there?
Before I became a police officer,
we'd meet up there every Wednesday.
Now do you remember?
Me and the girls,
Fabiola, Tita, Esmeralda.
It was our girls' night out.
- [chuckles]
- [upbeat music]
No, I don't believe my eyes.
María Elena Camacho de la Torre.
If this isn't a surprise, what is?
- María! How are you?
- You look fabulous!
[chuckling]
You should have told us
you were going to come.
- [María] It feels like it's been ages.
- [all] It has!
- [server] A drink?
- Oh, just some water would be great.
No, no, no. The Manhattan of a lifetime.
Keep 'em coming.
How can I possibly refuse?
[Esmeralda] No, you can't.
What were you talking about?
About poor Robby.
As usual. He has a bug, a bad one.
Vomiting, diarrhea…
- Oh, no.
- He's missed a whole week of school.
You can imagine how bad my nails are now.
Beyond horrible. See?
Well, I know someone who'll fix your nails
in a flash.
She's Chinese.
- China, China?
- China, China.
Because I've heard that before,
and the bitch was lying.
[laughter]
You know, María, we believed
you'd maybe lost interest in us.
Yes, well, I know it has been
quite some time.
But with all my issues
with Alejandro, I mean…
What he did was harsh.
If you ask me, it's despicable.
But you were absolutely right
to stand up for yourself.
- Mm-hmm.
- What will you do?
Well, you know, the new job
is so time consuming and…
That you need some time with the chicks.
- [laughter]
- Something like that, yes.
[sighs]
María, don't let anyone pressure you.
Take your time, enjoy yourself.
And now that men are all around you
at the job,
perhaps you'll find a gentleman
to distract you… with his big pistol!
- Oh!
- What if your mother-in-law heard you!
You're impossible! Don't be crude!
You think I'm kidding, but I'm not.
Please, girl, surely one of them
must be hitting on you, no?
I'm still married.
Married, but not blind, am I right?
- [chuckling]
- Hmm?
Actually…
There is this one guy…
- [cheering]
- See? I told you so.
Mm, mm, emergency toast.
Emergency toast, huh?
- [both] Cheers!
- Be sure to look in the eyes.
- Please, María.
- María! In the eyes.
There he is.
[chuckles]
I expected you to back out.
Yeah, funny. Me too.
Reliable guy, huh?
Need I count it?
Go fuck yourself.
[chuckles]
After you.
- [indistinct chatter]
- [blues playing]
- Please, over here. Come in.
- Thanks.
[players laughing, chattering]
[Gerardo] We're usually there
around 11:00 every day.
Also, I'm sending you a gift.
[laughter]
[Lozano] Santana.
What the hell's this prick doing here?
Here only money talks.
Sit your ass down.
- Five-card draw.
- Okay.
You can have this one.
[Luz, over phone]
Hi, dear, how're you doing?
Having some fun?
I'm having a great time.
I think I might stay
a little past midnight.
- Can you wait?
- Of course.
The children are already asleep.
I'm here relaxing, enjoying my book.
Oh, give my best to Esmeralda.
Yes, Mother. Thank you.
Appreciated.
[Esmeralda]
What do you think of the new María?
[Tita] Well, she seems pretty independent.
- Yeah, she does.
- Pretty lost.
- Mm-hmm.
- Personally,
I wasn't in the least bit surprised
Alejandro cheated on her.
[Tita] Seriously? But you just told her
to find a cop.
- Yes, I did.
- [chuckling]
We better keep our distance.
[Esmeralda] We better keep an eye
on our husbands,
because she's on a journey
and who knows who she'll go after.
May I help you?
[indistinct conversation]
What did she say?
Yeah, well, Alex is…
He isn't feeling well. He has a bug.
Uh, a virus of some sort. Same as Robby.
Well, a mother's obligation never ends.
No, please.
On me.
Okay.
Take care, darling.
Did you forget something?
I came here…
looking for my girlfriends.
I'm confused these days.
Not sure where my life's going.
Because…
Because I'm alone.
No need to hide your husbands.
Good God.
I am a good woman,
not someone who'd back stab you.
I'd never betray any of you.
Never.
Good night.
Just shoot me.
Three tens.
Nothing.
There you go, ladies.
Thanks for playing with me.
You know,
when I joined the force,
everybody spoke of you.
"The best detective in the city."
That's what they said.
Yeah, then he punched the boss
in the face.
Why'd you do it?
Does it matter?
Would you do it again?
A million times, yes.
Speaking of doing things once more…
Could you let my girls assist you
in your investigation?
For fuck's sake, Romandía.
You remember what happened last time.
You found The Undresser.
I don't have a problem with them.
Especially Cruz.
You remember how she organized her boards?
[Lozano] I don't give a shit
about her boards.
I won't take orders from a woman.
Let's make a deal.
If I win the next hand,
you give them a month.
If I lose, you can keep the money
and I'll leave you alone.
- You're a damn fool if you think…
- You have one week.
- Done.
- [Gerardo] Deal them, Tony.
- One.
- [phone ringing]
One for me too.
[phone ringing]
[Uriel] Yeah?
- [Octavio] Two pair.
- [puts phone down]
[Uriel] Gerardo?
We have to get out of here
right this very minute.
- Now?
- [Uriel] Now.
[Octavio] Where to?
Goddamn it.
[Lozano] Sorry, pal.
This wasn't your lucky night.
[Gerardo] Lozano!
Let's go!
[sighs]
[sirens wailing]
Are you sure you're ready for this?
Definitely not.
But what choice do I have?
[siren wailing]
Let's go.
[siren wails in distance]
What happened?
[chuckles]
It's a girl.
[both laugh]
[Gabina] I'm so excited.
[Gabina chuckles]
She's so beautiful.
What about Violeta?
She's fine, fine.
- Just, uh, a bit tired.
- Mm.
Hey, uh… But she's great.
- You're an aunt!
- [Gabina and Gerardo chuckle]
[babies crying]
- Look, there she is.
- Yes.
[no audible dialogue]
[Gabina coos]
Oh…
I'm sorry for the blanket.
All the girls' ones
are still in the laundry.
- The blue suits her perfectly.
- Yes.
Sweetie!
[wailing]
[Commander Herrera]
Her eyes are wide open.
I'm gonna grab a coffee.
Normally they open them later,
but look at her.
She reminds me of you.
I can't believe that Gerardo
has become a dad.
Your brother's about to be taught…
life's most important lesson ever.
Which is?
Nothing is more important…
than family.
[Jacobo] Last night, the body
of Lucio Lima, a 22-year-old student,
was found strangled and mutilated
inside his apartment in Colonia Juárez.
Police Chief Emilio Escobedo
hasn't yet released a statement.
And meanwhile, the neighbors
in the Colonia…
Zabludovsky, you're such an asshole.
…as danger approaches their homes.
But my question is,
will life ever return to normal?
Can we go back to the time
when violence wasn't a recurring issue
in our city?
We'd all like that, wouldn't we?
Perhaps Chief Escobedo can once again
turn to Goyo Cadenas.
Remember, it's thanks to him
that the Undresser of Tlalpan was caught,
and Cadenas earned his freedom
after spending 34 years in jail.
- [Gilberto] Come on.
- [Gerardo] So now do we agree?
- On what?
- [Gerardo] That we lost the final
- because of you!
- After he was kicked out
for his fucking foul, we had no chance!
- What foul?
- What do you mean?
Oh, no fucking way.
I mean, it was a tough tackle,
but not a foul.
- It was your fault.
- Your fault.
And besides, you don't even remember.
You were what, ten?
You almost broke the striker's ankle!
[Gerardo]
Whose ankle? Stop exaggerating!
I didn't hurt him that bad.
The one that got hurt big time
was that damn referee.
[Gabriel] If you say so.
Why? What happened to the referee?
Papa was in the stands
when the referee pulled out that red card,
and, you know him, he went nuts
and ran out…
Like a fucking lion.
So fast, like lightning.
He grabbed the referee by the hair
and started whooping his ass
in front of everyone.
He kept saying,
"Is this a foul? Is this a foul?"
"Is this a foul?"
He kept saying it over and over
and over again.
Why didn't you stop him?
[chuckles]
I don't know.
Because he's our papa.
[Gilberto]
It took four dads to separate them.
[Gerardo]
I swear, they saved that bastard's life.
[conversation continues indistinctly]
[Jacobo] Lucio Lima,
the young man who was recently murdered…
- [Mar] Mama.
- …worked in El Ocho,
- and underground bar…
- Mama.
…located in a rough neighborhood.
Mama!
Dad's here.
Okay.
They talked about me like I was garbage.
Mm. They're just jealous.
Jealous of what?
Not one of those women
could do what you have.
You've always had more guts
than any of them,
which makes you much more beautiful
and that drove them crazy.
[chuckles]
Especially Esmeralda.
- I'm serious, Alejandro.
- So am I.
They helped you realize
you're different from them.
And discovering who you're not,
is still progress.
Now you know you've got more to offer
than your girlfriends.
[chuckles]
[Mar] Hi, Dad!
Hey, there! Let's go. Ready?
- Have a nice day.
- [Alejandro kisses]
[siren wails]
[Lozano] Why can't we
just serve a normal meal?
I'm warning you for the last time,
I'll go home and eat before the event.
Whatever, I need to go.
[Lozano groans]
What do you want? I'm busy.
Yes, of course, but we've got something
here that may be of interest to you.
Oh, really? I doubt it.
We received a call earlier on the hotline.
Mm-hmm. We spoke to someone named Mike.
The owner of a bar named El Ocho.
Apparently, you spoke to him
and, if I may say so,
your chat had a profound impact
on the man.
For real?
[Valentina] Mm-hmm. Absolutely.
He remembered that
Lucio Lima was in a relationship,
a romantic one, with Mauricio Rubirosa.
Here.
[Gabina] We didn't want you to waste time,
so we checked to see if Rubirosa
has a criminal record…
- Mm-hmm.
- And he apparently does.
He was arrested three times
for violent behavior.
[Valentina] That's not all.
He was at El Ocho
the night of the killing.
Well, I'm not surprised he made the call.
Just the right amount of pressure.
That's the key, ladies.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.
It's all about
choosing the right moment…
to tighten the screws.
- But of course.
- Impressive.
- [chuckles]
- Very.
Well, that's that.
[Gabina] Yes.
Excuse me.
Gabina, it's time for us to go
to Lucio Lima's funeral.
I bet we can find more clues.
Are you crazy?
We have already done our bit.
We need to let them handle the rest.
You agreed with me.
Gabina, you're such a party pooper.
- Let's go.
- Val.
Don't push it.
I'll report you to María.
[gasps]
Okay, be that way.
ADDRESS: 382 PASEO DEL OLIVO
MEXICO CITY - 74728
Police! Open the door.
Yes?
Where's Maurico Rubirosa?
Sir, it's for you.
[Mauricio] Thank you, Dominga.
I'll handle this.
Yes, what is it?
I'm Detective Gerardo Herrera,
and this is Detective Plutarco Lozano.
My pleasure.
[sighs]
Your hand, what happened?
Nothing.
Mr. Rubirosa,
where were you two nights ago?
Two nights ago, I was at home.
Is something wrong?
Were you anywhere near a bar
named El Ocho?
El Ocho? I don't know what that is.
[Griselda] Hi. Is everything okay?
Yes, honey. Please wait for me inside.
These officers have the wrong address.
They're leaving.
- What happened?
- Seriously, Griselda! Now, please.
Wait for me inside.
Maybe the children are hungry.
Let me refresh your memory.
El Ocho is a popular bar for homosexuals.
Gentlemen, I think you've made a mistake.
- I'm a family man.
- Listen, Mr. Rubirosa.
Maybe we should chat at the station.
I'm not going anywhere with you.
Please leave.
Wait, please! Please!
[grunts]
[grunts]
- [handcuffs clicking]
- This is a misunderstanding.
Listen, Rubirosa.
The one and only misunderstanding is that
you believe we're politely asking.
Take him in.
Gerardo and Lozano arrested his lover.
Mauricio Rubirosa.
A family man, married, with children.
I guess you never really know someone.
But I figured that…
you'd want to know about it.
Thank you.
- Pretty good, right?
- Yeah.
- Sure.
- Super.
Now you see that Gerardo
is doing a perfect job.
Maybe he is.
They didn't need our help for the arrest.
[chuckles]
How do you think they solved the case?
Val, don't.
Don't what?
No, don't tell María how wrong
her conclusion is.
For your information,
the only thing Lozano did
was intimidate a witness.
The very same witness gave Gabina and me
the lover's name.
Investigating behind my back?
No.
Just uncovering info that no one
would have found otherwise.
Nothing to do with you.
You think I don't want to investigate?
I've wanted this ever since
you were a baby.
It's my dream, Val.
What about showing them
we can be more than just secretaries?
We don't have to show anything to anyone.
We found The Undresser.
No, you all found him.
I was held captive inside a tank of water.
Val…
Never mind.
Val…
I'll go.
[breathing heavily]
What's wrong? Are you okay?
I'm fine.
I need a minute, Gabina.
Please, give me a minute.
[water running]
[faucet turns off]
[panting]
No. Please. I mean it.
Please.
[panting]
Look at me.
[breathes deeply]
Look at me.
Inhale.
[both inhale]
Breathe with me. Inhale.
- Exhale.
- [exhales]
Calmly.
Inhale.
[exhales]
- [exhales]
- That's it.
- Exhale.
- [exhales]
Like that.
Don't tell her.
Don't tell María. Promise me.
Just please, don't. I'm fine.
Okay? Just fine.
It's not coffee. It's tea.
Thank you.
Valerian tea can reduce stress.
Something about this case doesn't…
No! Please, Ángeles.
Don't you also begin to ignore the rules.
Pardon me.
My son was eight years old.
And the doctors…
[sniffles]
…had never seen anyone fight as hard…
as he did.
We'd be better off sniffing around
Lucio Lima's funeral.
- Um, no.
- [Jacinto] Excuse me.
We made a deal.
You get help, and I won't tell María
what happened in the bathroom.
- [Jacinto] This is hard for me.
- So now you better pay attention.
Finally, I was able to visit his grave.
[sniffles]
[leader] Thank you, Jacinto.
We learn from your pain.
To reach the light,
one must go through the darkness.
[Valentina chuckles]
Valentina.
Something you'd like to share?
No. Thank you.
We're prepared to listen.
Do you think darkness
is absolutely necessary?
[leader] Yes, I do.
Because this man…
has suffered the worst horror
that exists in this world,
and the only thing you can say to him,
and everyone sitting here,
is that all the shit that falls on us
is necessary.
What happened to you was also necessary.
You don't know me.
I'm leaving, Gabina.
I don't owe you anything anymore.
[leader] I understand, Valentina.
[sighs]
Three years ago,
on the second day of October, 1968,
the police killed my brother, Ulises.
Uli was murdered
in Plaza de las Tres Culturas,
in Tlatelolco.
He insisted on going to the protest.
That day, I grabbed my camera
and went with him.
When the first helicopter shot a flare,
I moved to take a photo.
Bullets were flying around.
I turned back, and he was gone.
[distorted screaming from protest]
He'd vanished in the confusion.
Gone forever.
Hours later, I found him
with a bullet in the back,
murdered in the main square.
I lived with this pain,
with this resentment and hatred,
without grasping that the only one
I was destroying was me.
[stutters]
I felt I had to start this group…
to rebuild ourselves,
and learn to live in a place
where there is no justice.
Because how can justice exist…
when the ones watching over us
are the real criminals?
Ángeles.
[panting]
What did you want to say earlier?
I do not want to break the rules.
[sighs]
Don't worry about that.
You can't break rules
simply by telling me something.
They arrested Mauricio Rubirosa.
The detectives believe
it was a crime of passion.
Except that a crime of passion tends to be
disorganized and chaotic.
The murderer usually runs off
right after the act.
But in this case, after murdering Lucio,
the killer picked him up,
tied him in his chair, then…
Cut off his fingers.
All deliberately.
Yes, but why take the fingers?
Crimes of passion don't usually involve
collecting trophies.
Crimes of passion
trigger the desire to forget.
[exhales]
Thank you.
We need to speak with Gerardo.
[Octavio] About what?
I don't know
what type of lieutenant I'll be,
but there's one type I won't be.
I won't stand for victims
being judged by the police.
I don't want to watch
when I could be helping.
I want to ask for the opportunity
to investigate.
- This isn't the best moment.
- It's the perfect moment.
I believe we have something
that's a game changer for the case.
But Gerardo will be mad
if we march into his office…
He'll be happy when he hears
what we found.
- He'll say no, okay?
- Maybe he won't.
I asked him already.
Last night.
What?
[clears throat]
I was invited to sit at the poker table
with the other detectives.
I specifically asked about this and…
he said no.
Just "no"? He didn't give you a reason?
Well, no. No reason, no.
No?
No, because…
I lost the game, technically.
Are you saying that our future was decided
around a table full of drunk men
playing a round of cards,
without any of us being present?
I'm sorry.
Detective, I need to speak to you.
Officer, to come into this office,
maybe you should knock first.
Understood. And it's Lieutenant.
Lieutenant. What do you want?
I heard last night you played
a game of cards.
It was poker, if I'm not mistaken.
And there was a bet.
De la Torre, you should be speaking to
Romandía about this matter.
I have, and I need to talk to you.
It's not valid.
But a bet is a bet.
Not when the parties concerned
are absent, Detective.
[chuckles]
Okay, yeah.
[chuckles]
Romandía complained to you.
I don't expect you
to modify how things are done.
I am asking to represent myself
in this bet.
If you win, I'll let you be. But if I win,
you'll permit us to assist
in the investigation.
You've played poker?
No, never before.
But…
I've heard that
it's a Herrara family tradition
to resolve its disputes
by flipping a coin.
[chuckles]
De la Torre…
You're sure of this?
As sure as I am about my team,
and how much we have to offer.
Call it.
Heads.
Get here early in the morning.
[exhales]
I will, Detective.
Thanks a lot.
[door opens, closes]
LÓPEZ MORTUARY
[mournful music playing]
[sniffles]
[Mike] What are you doing here?
Expressing my condolences
to the Lima family.
You see his family here?
Those assholes…
turned their backs on him
when he decided to come out.
I'm sorry.
I had no idea.
It happens more than you think.
NARCISO MARXIST BRIGADE
[bell tolling]
[bell tolling]
[priest] Excuse me, son.
I didn't see you.
We're closed.
Please come back in the morning.
[breathes shakily]
I said we're closed, man.
In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Ghost.
[door creaks]
[gasps]
[grunting]
[grunting, straining]
[grunting stops]
[bell tolls]
DUBBING BROTHERS