Women in Blue (2024) s02e05 Episode Script

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It's five after 5:00 p.m.
on Radio Esmeralda,
92.8 FM.
The Music Vault.
Honey!
Look what I got.
Plutarco. No.
Please. It's important.
It's more important
to put food on the table.
A small ballroom is not a ballroom.
-That's a closet.
-I know, but that's all we can afford.
Well, I wasn't asking you anyway, okay?
I'm paying for it, and that's that.
It's her quinceañera party, goddamn it.
Yeah?
And where will you get the money from?
Well, we tighten our belts
and that's that.
-You've been clean for three months.
-Four.
And I'll stay clean.
What are you implying?
That if you lose that money,
there won't be either a big
or a small ballroom.
I wasn't planning on betting.
Goddamn it.
Honey.
It's okay, it's okay.
All right.
Look, we'll do it your way.
But you'll explain that to Lulú.
-Explain what?
-Sweetheart.
-Daddy.
-How are you, sweetie?
My beautiful Luluca.
Your mom and I were arguing about
the song we'll dance to on your birthday.
Great, because I have an idea.
Nat King Cole, Dad.
-English?
-Mm-hmm.
No, no, no, no. I'm not
I'm not dancing
to something I don't understand.
But everybody dances to songs in English.
Yeah, well, I'm not everybody.
Because the gringos can't play
a song as beautiful as
May infinity be left without stars
No.
Or the vast ocean
- Without immensity
- Mom, don't
But may the darkness of your eyes
Never die
And your cinnamon skin
- Remain the same
- No. You're finished. Enough.
No.
-Not until you accept my songs.
-No.
- I care about you
- Dad, that's for old people.
- And you, and you
- I'm not dancing like that.
And no one else but you, and you
They're for old people.
I care about you, and you, and you
And no one else but you
The fact that
he didn't come home last night
doesn't mean he's missing.
You know Lozano better than anyone else.
I know my husband
can get lost in the night.
But it's different this time.
Different? Like
Like all the other times
you stayed up waiting for him?
Look. Plutarco hasn't been involved
in that for a long time.
Since we started planning Lulú's
quinceañera party, he hasn't been.
Don't make me feel like I'm crazy.
Look, don't get me wrong.
But we're under a lot of pressure
around here, and you know Lozano.
Tony, the quinceañera party is tomorrow.
He would never do that to his daughter.
Please.
They're killing cops.
I saw what they make them say on TV.
This guy doesn't have Lozano.
You don't know that.
My husband is no saint,
but you don't know that!
We'll look for him, and we'll find him.
Lozano won't miss
Lulú's quinceañera party.
You have my word.
Gerardo.
We have a problem.
Lozano's missing.
WOMEN IN BLUE
I'll get it.
-Good morning, miss.
-Hello. Good day.
I'm delivering a package
for Lieutenant María de la Torre.
-I'll give it to her.
-Take this.
-Thank you.
-Have a good day.
Mom!
Mom, you're invited to a movie premiere!
-Can I go with you? Please.
-Of course not.
Why would they invite you?
GABRIEL ARIZMENDI HAS INVITED
YOU AND ONE COMPANION
I don't know. Maybe because I met
that man at work.
But I have work, you have school,
and I shouldn't be accepting
presents from someone I barely know.
-But why not?
-Come on. No. Let's go.
Let's go, your dad
will be here soon. Get your stuff.
-Please, Mom.
-No, no.
Not a chance. Let's go.
Who is it? And why are you so interested?
Because I know him.
That's my dad.
-No. I don't recall seeing him.
-Are you sure?
Yeah.
And could you put me in touch with
more people that attended the rally?
No, sorry. I cut ties
after what happened in Tlatelolco.
Look, Gabina.
I can only tell you that,
even though you seem like a good person,
in that uniform,
the people you're looking for
won't receive you with open arms.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
María. Hey.
I was worried last night.
You went to your room, and didn't
tell me what happened with Alejandro.
It was Alex who told him
where to find you, eh? Not me.
María, are you gonna ignore me all day?
No.
I'm just not telling you anything else
about my private life, all right?
Nothing.
And if you can't understand that,
I'll move you to another squad.
That's all.
The law is to be obeyed.
The Federal District's law enforcement
has a strong hand.
-Zero tolerance for criminals.
-Stop it right there.
Do you trust this face?
It commands respect.
And is that what I asked for?
You asked for trust,
but trust is earned through strength.
Fear is earned through strength.
Trust is earned by helping an old woman
to cross the street, you asshole.
I'm sorry, Chief,
but we're just following the communication
manual as always, right?
With all those protests happening outside,
do you think pointing a gun at a young kid
who looks like a student is a good idea?
He's supposed to be a thief.
But,
we can put him in a striped shirt.
A classic thief.
Classic my ass!
I want acts of kindness!
I want children,
grandparents, families.
Not the fucking Gestapo.
Octavio. We need to talk.
You don't need to apologize.
I didn't come to apologize.
I came to tell you that
I didn't tell my husband where we were.
And you still call him your husband.
Because he still is.
Is that why you slept with him
the other night?
That doesn't concern you.
It concerns me
when I get punched because of it.
He's the one that ended up on the floor.
Because that's how I punch.
And you had to prove
you're more of a man or what?
That's not up for debate. Believe me.
Don't be immature.
Immature?
Says the woman who used me
to make her husband jealous.
I already told you I didn't tell him.
But like a good detective, you left a
trail of breadcrumbs for him to catch us.
-That's ridiculous.
-Chief, excuse me.
What's ridiculous is that I didn't see
that it was just a roll in the hay
while you decide if you'll go back to him.
That's ridiculous.
Says the man who spent more time
trying to sleep with me
than doing his job as our captain.
I don't know what kind of assholes
you've met in your life,
but I would never do such a thing.
And the fact that you don't see that
is because you don't want to.
I want you to keep your word.
Make an appointment with my assistant.
Keep your word, goddamn it!
What the fuck are you talking about?
About promoting me to detective.
We made that deal in exchange for
my training the Women in Blue.
Which I did.
We agreed on that
if we sent them back to their homes.
Yet they're still here.
Or should I fire them?
No, I don't want that.
I only want to be a detective again
and not a fucking babysitter!
Do you know why you're here?
Because you were
the only idiot who said yes.
Make me a detective
or I'll quit.
Do whatever you want, asshole.
I wish there was
an easier way to say this.
Captain Romandía abandoned you.
-What?
-Yeah. You heard right.
-He just submitted his resignation.
-Why?
Because Captain Romandía
wanted to be part of the detective squad
since the day I invited him
to be part of this beautiful project.
I informed him
he had to keep working with you,
he threw a tantrum
and turned in his badge.
So, from now on,
I'll assign you your tasks
until further notice.
Excuse me, Chief.
But Lieutenant de la Torre
already assigns us our shifts.
Well, not anymore.
But don't be sad.
Put on a happy face.
'Cause that's what I need from you.
Your little faces.
I'm assigning you
an extremely important task.
One that only you can do.
So get ready,
because you're going to be the stars
of the marketing campaign
that will be shown on
on
national television.
Don't worry. There'll be hair and makeup.
See you in ten.
Take it. Please.
Call me if you hear anything from him.
It's important.
Understood?
Understood.
She won't tell us anything.
We have to tell Escobedo, don't you think?
No.
The only thing we know is that this fucker
didn't go home last night.
If we tip off Escobedo,
and Lozano shows up with his stupid smirk,
-he'll get suspended.
-Yeah.
-What happened with Romandía last night?
-That's none of your business.
That's why he left and we lost everything
we had achieved, so now it is my business.
It's my private life.
We just want to know.
María, we deserve an explanation.
I went bowling with Romandía, and
my husband saw us,
and they got into a fight.
Your husband attacked Romandía
because he saw you bowling together?
No, her husband didn't see them bowling.
Her husband
He saw them kissing,
and that's why he flipped out?
And now both of them hate me.
Why didn't you tell me
you went with Alejandro
instead of Romandía?
-I'm talking to you.
-You want to know why?
-Yeah, I do.
-Because you judge me.
And I didn't want to sleep alone.
Besides, just because
you like to flaunt your sex life
doesn't mean I have to do the same.
You felt ashamed.
Stop, Val. What do you want?
I want you to do something.
I want you to go to Romandía
and tell him to come back.
And I want you
to get us back to the station.
The Executioner is still out there, María.
This is our stop.
Hold my hands, little buddies.
Crossing the street without help
can be dangerous.
For this and much more,
the Federal District Police is here.
Cut! Cut!
What was that, Camacho?
You look like someone died.
Maybe you'd like
someone else for this, sir.
No. We'll do it again.
Teeth, Camacho. Teeth.
Smile.
That's fucking it!
Let's go again, shorty.
-We're going to do it again, eh?
-Okay.
We'll do this again!
Lieutenant De la Torre.
-Lieutenant De la Torre.
-First position. Thank you!
This is Lieutenant De la Torre. Over.
María, we got a call
from your daughter's school.
There was an emergency,
and they had to call an ambulance.
They wouldn't tell us anything else. Over.
-Chief, I have to leave.
-No, you don't.
I have an emergency
at my daughter's school.
And I have a media emergency
in the city. I said no.
They called an ambulance. I'm begging you.
Lunch break!
-I want you back here as fast as you can.
-Yes. Thank you.
Go. We'll cover you.
This is what I get for hiring moms.
Turn that shit off.
All right, everyone, listen up!
Anyone seen Plutarco Lozano?
-No.
-No, sir.
Listen, you assholes, don't cover for him.
If he's betting or doing something stupid,
it doesn't matter.
But I need him to show up.
Have you seen him? Yes or no?
No, sir.
If someone sees him,
tell him to come find me
immediately, all right?
Yes, sir.
Díaz.
Don't drink too much, fuckers.
You have work tomorrow.
It's very strange.
I mean, it seems very strange that,
without any provocation, just like that,
she ended up dislocating his shoulder.
-Mrs. de la Torre.
-Yes. Sorry.
We couldn't wait for you any longer,
so we've already started.
-I came as fast as I could.
-As I was saying,
Mar is not a violent child,
it's not in her nature.
Something must have triggered it.
I'm sorry for interrupting you.
What happened?
I already explained to your husband, and
I don't have time to get into the details,
but your daughter
dislocated a classmate's shoulder.
And you must know
that in this institution,
we don't tolerate violence
under any circumstances.
Certainly not from a lady.
My daughter told me
a classmate was picking on her.
Maybe he is the one
that triggered all of this.
Are you blaming the victim?
-No, no. No, I didn't want to
-No, ma'am.
-Not at all, not at all.
-No, ma'am. No, ma'am.
The problem is in your home.
Mar used to be an exemplary girl.
Until the
the disagreement between you two.
Excuse me,
what does that have to do with this?
It's common knowledge that
an unstable home produces unstable kids.
Excuse me.
I honestly think
that this is a completely isolated event.
-Totally.
-I can assure you,
I know my daughter,
and I'm sure she feels terrible.
The boy's family is demanding
that I expel Mar.
No. No, please.
No. No.
Isn't there an option
for a milder punishment?
You said it yourself, right?
She is an exemplary girl.
Unless you both agree to cooperate.
Yes, yes. Whatever is necessary.
Of course.
Yeah, whatever is necessary.
What do we have to do?
She is a family mediator.
Talk to her.
And if she recommends it,
I can talk to the boy's parents,
so that Mar doesn't lose this year.
The problem is not our separation.
-It is how you're managing it.
-I knew you were going to blame me.
Make an appointment
with that family mediator,
because that's what we need to
deal with right now.
Can you do that for your daughter?
And can you take Mar home?
Because I took a taxi.
Yes, of course I can,
but I need to talk to you
about something very important,
but I never find the right time.
Mom.
Mar, let's go, honey.
Mom.
The first thing you'll do tomorrow
is apologize to that boy.
He should be the one apologizing to me.
You dislocated his shoulder, María.
Yeah. Because he said the next confession
the killer would publish
was going to be yours.
Ignore him then.
Mar.
Come on, we can talk about it calmly.
Your father's waiting for you.
EXI
Gerardo.
That son of a bitch. There's his car.
Lozano, you fuck.
-I'll drag him here by his hair.
-Be careful with his pompadour.
A leopard never changes
its spots, seriously.
Óscar Aguirre, at your service.
Good morning, Mr. Óscar.
Well, I'm looking for our colleague,
Detective Plutarco Lozano.
We call him Elvis around here.
-Of course. He was here last night.
-So, he came here and then left?
He was very excited.
He won every time.
He left dancing, inviting almost everyone
to his daughter's quinceañera party.
He said he booked the big ballroom.
WELCOME
Gerardo.
Gentlemen! Meeting.
Everybody gather round.
This is important information. Listen up!
Plutarco Lozano is missing.
This morning, we found
his car at the Jai Alai.
We believe that's where he was abducted.
With respect, Gera, but it's Lozano.
He probably lost his shirt too, you know?
Not this time, Gil. Last night he won.
And he won big.
People there said he was sober and happy.
He was telling everybody about how,
for his daughter, he was gonna throw
the best quinceañera party in history.
We found his keys next to his car.
We have to assume our colleague,
Plutarco Lozano,
was kidnapped by the same person
who killed Quintanilla and Guerra.
-Do you understand?
-Yes, sir.
And do you think
there will be a confession?
For fuck's sake, Vaca.
Your colleague is missing.
And the only thing you care about
is if there's going to be a fucking tape
in the news, you asshole?
Stop everything you're doing!
Find him!
I don't want anyone back at the station
unless you have information
about Plutarco Lozano!
-Yes, sir.
-If we find Lozano,
we find The Executioner.
They'd rather build him a monument
than expose
who's been abducting the officers.
Now that it's one of your own,
you're actually trying hard, right?
If you hear anything.
All right, thanks.
If you hear anything about Lozano,
tell me at once, you hear me?
-Have you seen him or not, asshole?
-Well, maybe, maybe.
Have you checked in Sugondese?
Sugondese?
-Suck on these nuts.
-Let him go!
All right, motherfucker.
For fuck's sake.
Let's get out of here!
Are you okay?
How could I be? Thanks to my sister,
we've been here all day just wasting time.
It's called war neurosis.
What I suspect you're experiencing.
I've never been to war, so no.
Doesn't ring a bell.
It's not the best name for that.
The only thing I'm experiencing
is impotence,
because we're back in this fucking park.
That's not what I've noticed.
I can stop that if I want to.
You'll most likely replace
that with something worse.
-I would recommend that
-Keep it to yourself.
They're talking.
All right, cut.
Look, darling.
You're talking.
And take a step to your right, please.
-Thank you.
-Don't call me darling.
María!
-María!
-Chela.
What are you doing here?
-I'm sorry for telling you this, but
-What happened?
-Last night, Lozano was kidnapped.
-What?
-Oh, my God.
-They're looking for him everywhere.
They talk about him as if he were dead.
You have to do something.
We can't do much from here.
Your hands were also tied
with The Undresser.
But you still managed to capture him.
Whatever you did then, please, do it now.
All right.
We'll try it.
Thank you. Thank you.
Hi. Good afternoon.
I'm Lieutenant María de la Torre.
I know who you are.
I'm here to talk with your husband.
He told me where to find him.
Hello?
I need your help.
I'm sorry, María. I was done waiting.
I found
another activity to occupy my time.
But you sought me out and
As well as Escobedo.
And you know what?
You
You both looked at me the same way.
As if
I was going to hurt you.
Our colleague went missing yesterday.
Detective Plutarco Lozano.
Why
Why should I listen to you, María?
Why?
Because it's not too late to show them
you're more than that lie they made up.
Much more.
We know the killer captures
his victims and forces them
to confess without violence.
Once he gets what he needs,
he administers a compound
called sodium Pentothal.
A lethal injection.
Do you know it?
I lived in prison.
They say it's a more humane death.
"Humane death." That sounds odd.
The death penalty doesn't exist in Mexico.
Did you know that?
We may be barbarians in many ways,
but lucky for me, not in that way.
Tell me about how they film
these confessions.
He used a hand held camera.
Pretty sophisticated.
There are only a few in Mexico.
He stole it from a movie director. But
We don't know anything else.
Thank you so much. These are delicious.
Could you leave us, Macaria?
Look, such gestures of friendship
are unnecessary.
I was just being kind.
No, no, no. No.
What she hears is condescension.
A jealous woman burns
when the object of her jealousy is kind.
Which path do I need to follow
to find my colleague?
Yours, María. None other.
-I don't get it.
-Of course you do.
How could you not?
You did it with The Undresser.
The police were only worried
about whether or not he was going to kill,
-while you were
-Trying to understand the reason.
What an important question.
And while searching for that question,
you investigated the victims.
And the more you knew about them,
the more you knew about him. Am I right?
So, we have to focus on the victims.
I'd say so.
Who is Plutarco Lozano?
That's a pretty good question.
Where they're looking,
they'll never find him.
Because Lozano is a crooked cop.
And they'll avoid talking about that
no matter what.
What we have to do is the opposite.
We need to learn about
his corrupt activities.
And to know in advance
everything he's going to confess.
That way we'll get ahead of everyone
and find the place
where The Executioner will take him.
Are you listening to yourselves?
We're in a park.
How can we investigate shit if Escobedo
doesn't let us move on from here?
We don't need to move.
We turned a basement
into our investigation center, right?
We need a comms center.
Telephone and radio.
Chela can get us a copy
of Lozano's police record.
As well as each case Lozano investigated
during the past year.
We can use the trunk of my car
as a research board. It's wide.
There's a chance The Executioner
has access to all these files,
and it may be the reason
why he chose Lozano.
Are you saying
The Executioner is a police officer?
I'm saying we shouldn't rule out anyone.
Lozano may have been careful,
but he could have left some traces.
In cases of police corruption,
it's common to use official files
with fake information
in order to hide the crime.
POLICE
HONOR AND TRUS
I found something.
17% of Detective Lozano's closed cases
had to do with closures
and land use permits.
And?
Based on
the Federal District's Police Regulations,
it is outside a detective's authority
to either enforce a closure
or to inspect permits.
That falls on
the management verification division.
So, that must be what we're looking for.
We can talk to Gerardo.
None of them will give us
the information we need.
-Exactly.
-I know who can help us.
I have no idea, Curly.
Why don't you ask someone else?
Because they have a lot to lose,
but that's not your case.
Yeah, because I know nothing.
Gabriel, we can find Lozano alive.
We just need to know
what kind of stuff he was involved in.
I'll tell you, Curly.
But if you tell anyone else what I told
you, I'll deny it until the day I die.
I promise.
For a few months,
he asked me to drive him around at night.
When Gilberto had hepatitis.
Do you remember?
It was a routine.
We'd get there, he'd get out,
walk into a place,
and I waited inside the car.
In general, he'd go inside,
and after a few minutes,
he'd come out with an envelope.
It was generally calm.
But one night
Gabriel, come here!
-I said come, motherfucker!
-No!
He never asked me to go with him again.
Good luck.
Lozano suspended establishments,
got paid for protection racketeering,
and then he'd lift the suspension.
But no one filed a complaint.
Well, not if an officer
was extorting them.
He could be in any of these 13 places.
The killer had to pick a place
for a particular reason.
For fuck's sake, Emilio.
I told you I didn't want
any more dead officers.
-Did they find him?
-No, Mr. President.
But we should assume this officer,
whatever his name is, is dead.
Where should our focus be at this moment?
On his confession.
And what do you suggest?
I came to ask your permission,
Mr. President, to besiege the media.
We'll send non-uniformed officers
to television studios, radio and press.
We'll monitor any word they write
and any image that goes live.
If that son of a bitch
records another confession,
no one's going to know about it.
We won't give him an audience.
And gradually, that motherfucker
will pass into oblivion.
I also prepared an incentive package
for the media, for the inconvenience.
DON'T TALK ABOUT THIS
FORBIDDEN
If this goes wrong, it'll be on you.
Mr. President, you once said
that you're right where you are
because during the important moments,
you did what you had to do.
I think I'm beginning to see
the Chief of Police I was looking for.
We have a theory
about where Lozano could be.
We know he ran protection rackets
on a lot of businesses.
Lozano may be in any of those 13 places.
We know Quintanilla was found
inside a cargo container at customs.
The same place where he confessed
to murdering a criminal.
Lozano has to be in the same place
where he committed his worst crime.
But we don't know which one it was.
We're here, brother.
Plutarco.
I'm so sorry, Chela.
I know you loved him.
I don't know what you're talking about.
He was just a colleague.
You don't owe me any explanation.
I just wanted to say that
if you need a friend,
I'm here.
His wife arrived to identify the body.
I couldn't get close
to tell her I was sorry.
Hi, Esperanza.
I'm María.
Do you want me to take you home?
I can't.
I can't go back home.
He was everything for her.
I don't know how to tell her.
Words will come.
Please
Please, why don't you tell her everything?
Esperanza, I can't.
You have to do it.
I don't want to be the one
that causes her so much pain.
The pain will be there,
no matter who tells her.
I want to spare her the suffering.
That's something any mother
would want to do.
But it's impossible.
Then, what's my purpose?
To stand by her side.
To hold her hand
and embrace her while she cries.
Sometimes that's all we can do.
Yes.
Lozano caused that fire.
Leave me alone, Gabina.
Two days before that fire,
he signed the suspension order himself
due to a failure
in their fire protection measures.
My friend was just killed.
Can't you understand that?
Get out.
I want to be alone.
That's why you knew where to find him?
Lozano was sick, Gabina.
He would gamble anything and everything
he could got his hands on.
He was drowning in debt.
That's why he started collecting
money from any place he could.
I told him so many damn times to stop,
and he didn't want to listen to me.
He was extorting people.
Gabina, the owner of Delfos
was no saint either.
The owner of Delfos wasn't an officer.
Lozano was.
In the file,
it said a person died in the fire.
Why would he have known that?
Lozano wasn't a bad person.
So, please,
don't ask me to crucify a guy
who saved my life more than once.
Do you understand?
And I couldn't do anything
to save him, damn it!
I couldn't do anything!
Can I come in?
I finished my homework,
and cleaned my room,
if that's what you wanted to know.
Thank you for sticking up for me, honey.
What?
It doesn't mean I agree
with how you did it.
But I understand how you must have felt.
I don't want to be expelled.
Tomorrow, Dad and I have a meeting.
And we'll make them understand
that school needs more ladies like you.
Not fewer.
And no matter what happens,
we'll get through it together.
Can I make a confession?
Of course.
In the car, Dad told me
I did the right thing by defending you.
Really?
How about the two of us go out?
As I recall,
there will be a big premiere tonight.
And we have tickets.
Yes! I love you! Thank you!
Valentina.
What are you doing here?
I came for that book by Sor Juana.
It's late, but fine.
I'll go get it. Stay here.
You have to return it.
I don't usually loan books.
I know. Thanks.
One more thing.
What were you going to
recommend to me in the park?
To talk to a professional
about what you're experiencing.
That war neurosis.
And
Well, if you want, we can talk about,
well, what's happening to me.
Not with me.
It would be unethical
if I gave you therapy
without the required
professional training.
You don't need training.
Because I don't need a therapist.
I need you.
Why me?
How would I know? It's just like that.
Either I talk to you,
or I don't talk to anyone.
Can you help me?
It's nine o'clock.
And if I don't go to bed in an hour,
it'll affect my circadian cycle.
Well
Another day, then?
Another day. All right.
Thank you.
-María, any comment!
-María, María!
-María. María. A few words, please?
-María. María, María.
Oh, wow!
María Félix!
I'm so sorry.
Beautiful dress, darling.
Are you an actress?
No, I'm a police lieutenant.
At your service, Lieutenant.
At your service.
Gabriel!
María. Welcome.
It's an honor to have you here.
I hope you enjoy it.
-I'll wait for you inside.
-Of course.
-Mr. Arizmendi, how are you?
-Hello.
I'm Lieutenant de la Torre.
We met at your house.
Sure, Lieutenant.
It's a pleasure having you here.
-This is my daughter. Mar.
-Yeah.
We don't usually get invited
to this kind of event.
Yes, I suppose.
I don't have time. I have to go.
I'm sorry. But I still have a lot to do.
If you'll excuse me.
He's the guy that invited you?
Well, he must be
under a lot of pressure. Poor guy.
Second call! Second call!
Right here, my dear.
This is amazing.
Wow. Look at this place.
This is the Metropólitan Cinema.
I'd heard about it many times,
but I'd never been here.
Did you imagine it like this?
-Ladies and gentlemen.
-No. This is even better.
Third call.
-I'll go see what's going on, María.
-Third call.
-I'll leave you for a moment.
-Yeah, sure.
It's an honor to have you here.
Enjoy the premiere. Sit down.
-Thank you.
-Excuse me.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
My name is Plutarco Lozano.
I'm a detective
in the Federal District Police Department.
And this is my confession.
There was this nightclub.
Delfos.
-Mar, listen carefully.
-The owner owed me money,
so I shut it down.
Don't move from this seat
until I come back.
-Yes.
-So I set it on fire.
The place was supposed to be empty.
But someone was sleeping there.
He couldn't get out.
I killed that person.
Unintentionally, but I killed him.
I've been charging for protection
at different places for years.
I use it to gamble,
and I almost always lose.
-Where's the screening room?
-It's up the stairs.
Call the police!
Ma'am, you're not allowed to go up there.
Things cost money.
Booze costs money.
Broads cost money.
And on a police officer's salary,
forget it.
You gotta earn a living however you can.
I've been charging protection money
for years in different places.
I gamble with that money.
But I lose it almost every time.
Many at the station knew what I was doing.
And if anyone said anything,
we'd reach an understanding.
I'd give them their cut,
and that was that.
What else? Oh, right.
Lucas Otero.
An amateur journalist
from La Independencia.
A nobody.
I got my orders. I had to take him out.
Had to make it look like it was
The Undresser. But it wasn't.
No, it was me.
When I was about
to give him the final blow,
someone walked into the apartment and
I had to split.