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Lieutenant Castro.

SHADES

EPISODE THREE CECI

Good morning. What do we have?

Don't taint the crime scene, please.

Well?

Male, 65-70 years old.

It seems that the cause of death is a single stab wound.

Though, until the postmortem evidence is here,

I cannot promise anything.

Time of death.

Between 21:00 and 23:00 hours.

Signs of struggle?

Surprisingly not.

Apparently, he showed no resistance.

Lieutenant Castro?

Sergeant Garza.

Did you call headquarters?

Yes, sir.

Can someone take the murder weapon to the lab now?

Corporal Herrera.

Miranda, I'm calling in that favor today.

I want the print results today.

Tell me about the victim.

He's Dr. Marlow, a celebrity psychiatrist, top-level clientele.

The patients found his body. They awoke at the crime scene.

-"They awoke?" -So they say.

This way.

Do they remember anything?

They insist that they were drugged.

Sure, I thought so, yeah.

Eviana Marlow. Director of the center,

the doctor's daughter.

I'm Lieutenant Hector Castro.

I'm leading the investigation on your father's murder.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Thanks.

Could you tell me everything that happened step-by-step?

It would be so helpful.

Take a seat.

Thanks.

Two of my employees arrived at 7:00 a.m. like every Sunday.

The door won't open.

They found the door was closed and they called me.

-Why? -He always leaves

the door open after the ceremonies so they clean it when they arrive.

They must have a master key.

Not for that door.

Only the doctor and I have it.

I was on my way when they called, I arrived in five minutes.

I called the authorities right away.

You have cameras inside and outside the building.

We have some cameras outside, yes.

And in the rooms?

Of course not. They're private spaces.

Nor in the ceremonial room.

Why not in that room?

It's the most private space of all.

We're already reviewing the recordings and access logs.

But oversee the prosecution of suspects,

the prints are crucial.

Clothing, hair samples, urine for toxins. The full package.

Yes, sir.

May I see your father's office?

Of course.

Breakfast time.

It's a map. The doctor always made one before each ceremony.

That guide helped him see the path to reach

the depths of each patient's subconscious.

I've seen these before.

I seriously doubt that.

You always call the victim "doctor."

-He was my boss. -He was also your father, wasn't he?

His role as doctor replaced his role as a father many years ago.

I don't care.

Parents always end up disappointing their children.

Isn't that true?

I needed someone to look up to,

-emulate, a mentor. -A mentor?

You had the king of psychiatrists at home.

If you want to call him that...

And now you'll inherit the throne?

When did you see your father last?

Shortly after 6:00 p.m.

On ceremony days our staff leave the facilities at that time.

You too...

I usually stay in the winery during the ceremony.

Except for yesterday.

Why so?

I was meeting a colleague for dinner.

A colleague?

I've shared the details with the agent. You can check.

Your father wouldn't let you attend the ceremonies, right?

If you think I'm just a secretary, you're mistaken.

My team and I conduct a thorough investigation

of each patient before they see the doctor.

Did you compile this material?

Yes, indeed.

Initial sessions, interviews with the closest circle,

analysis...

These are the conclusions of six months of work.

Everything you've discovered is here.

As I've told you, they're the conclusions.

What can you tell me about them?

Fariba Sayyid. Surgeon of Arab ascent.

A patient died.

Ever since, she's been unable to operate.

Cecilio Rodriguez.

Rage attacks,

several fights, even a report for an assault.

He's Norman Graf.

Insomnia, memory loss, absences.

An impossible case.

Until he came to you.

Correct.

What can you tell me about her?

Ana Morantes.

Depression and a severe inferiority complex.

And, lastly, the Polans.

You'll leave us alone now, won't you?

We're almost done.

Their daughter died by suicide a year ago.

Really?

-You're kidding. -Honey, please.

-Unbelievable. -Don't close the door.

It's the protocol.

We have to supervise the collection of samples.

Don't worry.

This is only a summary of their diagnoses.

My conclusions go much further.

If you like, we can get into detail.

That won't be necessary.

As you've said, it's all in the reports.

I imagine you consider me a suspect.

Where were you yesterday between 21:00 and 23:00?

I got out of here, took the car and went to the Parador.

I was meeting a colleague at 8:00 p.m.

Name?

Dr. Castell. An eminent doctor working in USA.

We were collaborating on an investigation.

Did your father know of it?

I did it in my spare time.

I understand.

At 10 p.m., he sent me a message

saying he couldn't make it.

I paid for the two glasses of wine I had drunk and went home.

The restaurant staff and patrons will confirm this.

Could you open it?

I don't know the combination.

Any ideas?

Sorry. Is there anything else I can help you with?

Not for now.

But don't leave the premises.

Sir, we've already sent everything to the lab.

Good.

Have them open the safe. I want to talk to the patients.

Who goes first?

The Rook.

Cecilio Rodriguez.

-I'll bring him over. -No. Not here.

-Downstairs, in the pool area. -Understood.

Good morning. I'm Lieutenant Hector Castro.

Good morning.

Let me know when there's news from the lab.

Yes, sir.

Please, take a seat.

Cecilio Rodriguez.

Am I right?

How are you?

I woke up with a dead person beside me.

Sorry, you're right.

-I wanted to break the ice. -I'd like to call my lawyer.

Of course, you may, but then, I'll be forced to take you

to the barracks and start treating you

-as an official suspect. -I haven't done anything.

So, I assume that you won't mind answering a few simple questions.

That way, we'll finish sooner.

Okay.

Thanks for your cooperation.

You all lost consciousness after the ceremony, correct?

I lost consciousness.

I won't put my life on the line for the rest.

When the doctor had finished treating all of us,

we toasted with the wine from the winery.

And after that, I don't remember anything else.

Do you remember seeing anyone else lose consciousness?

I can't speak for the others.

Since you arrived at the winery, have you seen or felt anything odd?

-Odd? Like what? -I don't know, you tell me.

No. Nothing out of the ordinary.

What about your colleagues? Did anything catch your attention?

Are you kidding?

-We're all here for a reason. -All of you?

Can you give me an example, perhaps?

No, it's not right to talk about people who aren't here, but...

I'd start with the Pawn.

Ana Morantes.

I don't know her name, but...

She was tired since we got here.

I tried to be nice to her on a couple of occasions

and she was very defensive.

I was just being kind.

-Are you okay? -Sorry, I got scared.

Yesterday we toured the winery and she didn't come.

Nobody knows what really happened,

but we all heard a shout that rang throughout the facilities.

Where were you

-when you heard the scream? -Me?

I was here.

I needed to rest out in the fresh air.

What do you think about the rest of the patients?

Let's see... The couple... They're the worst, huh?

He's homophobic to the core.

He's a fairy, it may be an act of sisterhood.

She plays the good girl, but... Like what you see?

Save your Pride for the parade.

You were the first to be treated by the doctor, correct?

Yes, that's right.

What did you see?

-What do you mean? -During treatment.

What did you see under the doctor's influence?

What does this have to do with that?

In this type of process

of such strong emotions one can be reckless,

and do something they'd never do in other...

I didn't do anything. I told you, I didn't kill anyone.

They gave us something, we... We were drugged.

You have nothing to worry about.

Tell me what you saw.

The tastings have three phases.

Sight, scent, and taste.

At first sight, this wine is young.

But strong.

And opaque.

Take a good look at it.

Focus on the color.

The reflection of light.

The grape from which this wine was made had a difficult start.

As soon as we began to grow them, these vineyards suffered a lot:

Pests.

Storms.

Smell it.

Intense.

Strong.

Aggressive.

With a primal nature.

But there's a lot more behind that, isn't there?

Please, inhale. Relax.

Well, now we'll realize

that this wine...

is much sweeter than it might appear.

Focus on my words and just on my words.

Close your eyes.

When the countdown is over,

I want you to go

back to when it all started, but we'll do it slowly.

Taste the wine.

Feel...

how it remains in the mouth.

Five.

Intense.

Full-bodied.

Yet silky at the same time.

Four.

No one would have thought

this grape would make it, but it did.

Although it had to pay a price.

Three.

I want you to return to the origin of everything.

But only you can take us there.

Two.

To the place where these vines...

began their journey.

One.

You're already there.

One, two,

three, four.

I paint my portrait with ink.

-Come. -Five, six.

Faggot!

Seven, eight, I'm a cork in water.

One, two, three,

-four. -Faggot!

Are you deaf, faggot?

Faggot!

I just wanted to play.

I just wanted to play.

Don't worry, everything is fine.

Everything is fine.

What's happening now?

I don't want to be here.

I don't want to be here.

Relax.

Breathe, relax.

No one will hurt you.

I'm here with you, you're not alone.

It was always the same.

It was always the same.

Listen, I need you to keep remembering.

I don't want to be here.

-Please. -You have to go through this.

-Stop. -You can do it.

Just one more step.

It was me.

It was me.

Sorry.

Sorry. Sorry.

Unlocking a memory like that is very hard.

I know.

According to the doctor,

my mind had flipped my memories to protect myself.

It was easier to assume that...

-That I wasn't the... -I can't even imagine

how traumatic it can be to come to terms with something like this.

Yes, it's fucked up, yes.

But now, I see things differently.

I see myself differently.

I owe that to the doctor.

I had no reason to want to kill him.

Sure?

What do you want me to say?

I want to know how your turn at the ceremony ended.

Because that's not the end, is it?

If you don't tell me what happened,

I'll only have the other suspects' versions.

You decide.

-We're done. -No.

You have to trust me.

Your breakthrough isn't over yet.

-May I rest? -Soon...

You will break all the lines that anchor you to your past.

You'll see what it is to be truly reborn.

Close your eyes.

I want you to go back to a specific day.

12 September 1995.

Three, two,

one.

Where are you?

I'm at home.

My mother has organized my birthday party.

She has invited to all my classmates.

Happy birthday.

Do you like Ceci?

Ceci has a boyfriend.

Ceci has a boyfriend.

Ceci has a boyfriend.

Ceci has a boyfriend.

Ceci has a boyfriend.

Then, my mother called us all inside.

She was going to play a film.

So the adults could get some rest.

But I couldn't go inside.

I wanted to get out of there.

Escape.

I was a kid, I didn't know what was going on,

but when he looked at me, he saw something inside of me

that... I don't know...

I don't care, it's all the better for me.

And I insulted him, and beat him, but he was still there.

-That shitty gift? -I didn't understand.

It didn't make sense.

I didn't want to mistreat him.

I didn't want to do it.

What are you doing?

I killed him.

I killed him.

That's it.

Mom!

That's it.

That's it.

You may return.

That's it, that's it.

You may return. That's it.

It was an accident.

I was just a kid.

It could be considered reckless homicide.

-Will you arrest me? -No.

The statute of limitations have expired.

I'm only interested in the doctor's murder.

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

The prints on the weapon.

You'll see that I'm innocent.

Your prints are on the dagger that killed him.

Impossible.

That's impossible.

It has the fingerprints of all the patients.

I've never touched it, I swear. I didn't, but I know who did.

You should've started there...

Now it's your turn.