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I'm up north, I've heard sirens, police cars...

And people say nothing happens up north!

-Keep calm. Give me a second. -Mauricio killed Martim...

Martim discovered a rare flower in Dondeira,

he sent everything to the ICNF...

And Armando Sá Silva got his hands on it, of course.

Give me a second.

Also, I found out that Armando is a distant cousin of Alice,

that adorable old lady you visited.

The frontwoman for Antela Servicios.

That's what I'd have told you if you'd answered the phone!

So now you believe it's all connected!

What do you think I'm doing here in the middle of nowhere?!

-Alleluia! -Alleluia!

How do we get to Mauricio, then?

I think someone paid him to set fire to the hill,

just like they did with my father.

And Martim caught him red-handed, he knew about the flower,

he knew about Mauricio... So, of course, he had to be killed.

-Now I get it. -I have to speak to Julio.

Who's Julio?

You need to go to the infirmary.

Let me finish the arrest report first.

The criminal police are questioning Mauricio

before bringing him before the judge.

-We should be present. -No one's called us so far.

Ramos...

...I want to thank you. Thank you.

It's not easy.

It's not easy interrogating bastards like him.

I can't get a word out of him.

The suspicions are confirmed. Maybe he'll start talking now.

Let me see that.

The guy doesn't trust anyone.

No way someone from outside will get him to open up.

Corporal Bugalho made the arrest and he knows the type well.

So we've heard.

And he lives in Seara. He's the right person to get him talking.

Victor told me NordesProm

only went into the wind farm project with Antela

because Armando forced him to do so.

Of course. And now we know he's linked to Antela,

everything makes sense.

You won't believe what they're saying about what happened...

We know, Ana.

About Mauricio? They say he killed Martim and agent Salgueiro.

-Salgueiro, too? -That's what they're saying in Seara.

He's not picking up the phone.

-I'm going to the station. -I'll go with you.

-No, no, no... -Why not?

Because I'm the one who needs to speak to him.

Julio is a... You get on to Caetano,

see if he realises once and for all who he's been protecting!

I'm getting Xan. I'm Ana.

Ana Lopez, journalist. Well, nearly a journalist.

Nice to meet you.

Those photos were taken three days after the fire started.

You went back to the mountains to reignite it.

Why were you so keen on burning those mountains down?

Why?

Who gave you that order?

Who was it? Who was it?!

When you found out Martim Mendes was taking photos of you,

you went after him, but he managed to get away, right?

Then what?

Then, he tampered with the brakes so he'd crash the van.

Salgueiro found out, so he killed him.

You're formally charged for arson

and the homicide of Martim Mendes and Servando Salgueiro.

Fleeing, assaulting an officer, and breaking into their house.

You know we found the pocketknife, right?

But getting rid of the evidence wasn't enough.

When Salgueiro went looking for the van at the garage

you told him it was in the scrapyard and then followed him to kill him.

You hit him so hard on the head he didn't make it.

That's what happened, wasn't it, you piece of shit?

Corporal Bugalho. It's only a minute.

I need to speak to him.

-We're going to the infirmary. -Julio, are you okay?

Alright?

-We need to talk. -Now's not the time or the place.

-Ramos is coming. -He already knows everything.

What's going on?

Nothing's going on, she's leaving.

No, no, I have important information

about the real culprit of the fire.

I'm taking Bugalho to the infirmary and this lady is coming with us.

You first.

-Mum, please. Listen. -No, no.

-Please, listen. -No, Xan. No.

I need your help with this, please.

Xan, please, don't go on.

Are you not going to listen to me, as always?

Xan, no. I'm not playing his dirty games. No.

What's the harm in breaking a few rules?

You have to choose a side, damn it!

Weren't you on our side?

What's it going to be?

No! I didn't say yes.

-I didn't say yes. -Great, mum!

Thank you.

Xan...

We're doing nothing wrong.

-But it's dangerous, I'm sure. -Trust me, trust me.

Xan, come down.

They've arrested Mauricio,

but we think the real culprit is Armando

and they're using him as a scapegoat.

Armando Sá Silva?

Yes.

Yes, mum. They're all in it.

Have I missed something?

Yes, I'll tell you later. Let me get my bag.

Okay.

If he's in the photos, Mauricio must be the arsonist.

But he was sent by Armando Sá Silva.

When I spoke to Mauricio,

and mentioned the break into our home, he denied it.

Just like he denied any involvement in Salgueiro's death.

It can't have been Sá Silva.

Not even paying Mauricio, he's a politician in Lisbon.

Unless someone else is involved. Dunno...

In 1993, Armando paid my father to set fire to the hill.

-Who told you that? -My uncle Ramiro.

But there was someone else.

This shit is what Salgueiro and Rego found out in the 1993 report.

At least two people set fire to the hill.

You were here at the time, weren't you?

Yes, yes, I was.

Is there anything you want to tell us?

-Do you know anything? -I don't know anything.

-Think about it... -Corporal Bugalho?

Give us a minute, please.

Is there anything you want to share with us?

What do you know about the fire in '93?

I don't know anything. I don't know.

Think. Any detail? Any crap?

All I know is I was young and had to follow orders.

-That I know. -Follow orders?

Tell us what you know.

I was young, I had to follow orders.

There was nothing else I could do, that I know.

-Ramos, tell us. -That I know.

I was the one who took some of the pages from the Portuguese report.

Armando Sá Silva told me to. It was me!

That's why you didn't want me to get anywhere near the report!

You should be ashamed!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop. Stop!

Ramos? Ramos?

What did those pages say?

Your statement. Your statement!

And it wasn't even important, you were only a child at the time.

-Did they implicate me in any way? -No! No!

-So? -Spit it out!

It was Afonso Salceda's own brother who accused him.

What brother? My uncle Ramiro?

Yes! Yes, your uncle Ramiro.

All references to that accusation were taken from the report.

Ramiro always appears as an anonymous source. Always!

-Why? -I don't know! I don't know!

-Why? -I don't know!

Is Armando's name ever mentioned in Ramiro's statement?

Think carefully!

I don't remember...

Are you sure? Don't lie to me.

The only thing I remember

is that Afonso was the sole culprit. The only one.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...

I'm sorry.

Why would Armando protect your uncle?

Were they mates?

Hey, hey, are you okay? What's going on?

I have to go.

Where are you going? What are you going to do?

Calm down.

I have to sort this out once and for all.

-What are you going to do? -I have to sort this out.

Listen to me, Lucía.

And this is how you carry your gun?!

Is this how you protect your friggin' gun?!

Help me here.

In Seara, Mario. I told you that case was closed!

Someone has just been arrested for arson and two homicides,

and you want to close the case?!

What are you afraid of?

Are you worried Armando Sá Silva is involved? Is that it?

What do you mean?

We both know there are no free lunches.

Look here, I won't admit that kind of insinuation.

He's involved! At best, he's corrupted.

At best...

Don't let yourself get caught up in Lucía's conspiracies.

Lucía, Caetano, was right from the beginning, from the start!

Do you understand? And now we have proof.

And if you don't publish them, they'll be published elsewhere.

It's that simple.

You have to decide once and for all what side you're on.

I'm serious.

Thanks for the coffee.

Did your friend, by any chance, have a computer?

-Yes, he did. -Do you know where it is?

Yes, I do.

Why have you never said anything?

To protect a friend's privacy.

Privacy... I get it.

-Hello. -Hi.

-Nice to meet you. I'm Xan. -Mario.

-You see, that computer... -I know.

Maybe, I don't know... I'm just guessing,

but it might hold something that would help us solve the case...

Of course.

But we'd need a password to get in and I have no idea what it is.

But Xan might be able to help us.

Who? Him? Is he a computer tech?

Does he know anything about computers?

He's a hacker.

Hacker...?

Of course.

Excuse me. Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Iolanda Outes. -One moment, please.

Iolanda Outes.

Very well.

-You can go in. -Thanks.

Iolanda, how good to see you.

How are you?

Come on in.

Well, I'm worried.

Worried? What are you worried about?

I'm worried, I've heard a rumour...

I don't like rumours!

Please, take a seat. Would you like something to drink?

No, thank you.

A coffee? Tea? How about some tea?

-No, Victor, thank you. -I'll send for some...

It seems Dondeira Park will be larger than I thought, Victor.

What are you trying to say?

There are other projects nearby that you didn't mention.

Of course not.

Why would I share confidential NordesProm information?

That'd be strange, don't you think?

Yes, but...

But a larger park means other implications.

What's going on?

Only recently,

you were worried that the fire would interfere with the project...

I don't like to be messed with, Victor.

Some people will be profiting from this and Seara should get what it deserves.

What are you trying to say?

If you want to count on my support, you'll have to...

I'll need some kind of incentive.

Incentive?

I didn't catch that...

NordesProm doesn't do business like that.

Not even with Armando Sá Silva?

Are you trying to get me?

That's it, isn't it?

Your party won't be pleased.

My commitment is to Seara not to the party.

-You won't last long, then. -Maybe I won't.

But I'm going to stop this shit project from going ahead. Mark my words.

There, bastard!

Epic, but it's no use.

Can you get this report from the deposit, please?

Corporal Bugalho here will keep an eye on him.

-Come on, get moving! -Officer Teixeira, go on.

You hear? That's an order.

-Are you going to stand there all day? -That's an order!

The hell!

Go hard on the bastard.

You were still in nappies, I was interrogating bastards like him.

Go on. Go.

What are you doing here again? I told you everything I know.

No, not everything, uncle.

Not everything.

The first time we spoke, you were being accused of setting fire to the hill,

at Maruxa's place, remember?

Manolo's out to get you, and people believe him.

It can't be easy having so many people hate you.

If I were in your shoes, I'd want to blow everything up, too.

Especially if I was getting paid.

It must be hard to resist.

No one paid me.

Come on, Mauricio, lots of people wanted this fire.

You know that as well as I do.

I just wanted to burn Manolo's land. He's a bastard.

It wasn't revenge!

It wasn't!

Now, let's be honest, was it Armando Sá Silva who spoke to you?

Or did he send someone? Say it! Say it!

-The old mayor of Cataró? -Yes, the old mayor of Cataró.

He asked me to do some stuff in 1993, stuff I didn't want to do.

He's the one who should be sitting here!

He's the one sitting here if you tell us the truth.

What the hell's he got to do with this?

-Fish with mayonnaise... -Armando, there's something...

-Partridge... -...I need to talk to you about.

I've managed to stop the paper from writing about the possibility

that the fire in Dondeira was started on purpose,

and there's also been no mention of a wind farm being set up in the area.

-But it seems there's evidence now. -Evidence of what?

-Evidence against you, Armando. -Bullshit.

It's that wannabe journalist, Lucía Salceda.

You should've kicked her out long ago, I warned you.

You told me there was nothing against you or NordesProm.

There isn't.

That's the opposition doing their work.

And they use journalists to attack me.

No one is using the Página Dupla, I can guarantee that.

The Página Dupla depends on shareholders

who have an interest in NordesProm.

Deep fried whiting.

Do you really want to carry on this conversation?

Armando, I'm a journalist.

And what does that mean?

It means I'm giving you the chance to tell your version of the story.

You know what you have to lose, don't you? Or do I need to explain?

Is that a statement, or would you rather I say

you had no comments?

Do what you like.

Here, have some cheese, it'll help you forget.

Isn't it funny how our memory works?

I still remember...

...the birds you had on the farm.

When I was little, they frightened me.

It was you who helped me overcome that fear.

You taught me to hold them.

To soothe them.

Like a game.

We'd tie a string to their leg.

It's funny how that was the method

used to start the fire, isn't it?

I've even asked myself if it'd been me...

...and my father confessed to protect me.

Memories can be so deceiving...

It's very hard for a child...

...to separate reality and imagination.

I guess our mind just wants to protect us.

No, no. That guy... No, no. That guy's mad.

Did Martim have any pets?

Yes, Felipe, a cat.

Why do you want to know?

Most people aren't very original when it comes to passwords.

Give me a second. How long could it take?

It depends on the number of alphanumeric combinations.

Under eight characters will take a few minutes.

Go on.

Or 23 seconds...

It was you.

The second person, the shadow I saw, it was you.

What happened, Ramiro?

Did they pay for the two of you and you decided to keep it all?

Did you have it all planned from the beginning?

It was Afonso's idea, I agreed because he asked me to.

It would be so much easier that way, and I could protect him.

Is that why you incriminated him? To protect him?

You sold your own brother

and then you gave us charity money, as if it would sort things out.

I gave you all the money,

I was left with nothing. No money and no brother!

Damned Afonso, he was always such a fool.

If he'd kept quiet...

But no.

When he heard the child had died,

he felt so guilty.

-He was going to betray both of us. -Of course.

So you incriminated him first?

But why did he take the blame?

Because of the debt?

He did it for me...

Was all this your idea?

-Who else's? -You were paid.

You weren't the only one interested in covering it up.

Armando wasn't going to get his hands dirty. Who contacted you?

It's the least you can tell me!

The least.

You owe me that.

Tell me the truth.

Tell me what happened.

Delving into the past won't bring Afonso back...

-Who was it?! -...or heal the pain.

Who was it, Ramiro? Who was it?

A puppet, just like us.

But he ended up better off. Everyone respects him now.

Beto?

Yes.

Armando's right hand.

But Beto is against the wind farm project.

Him?

All common land will be granted thanks to him.

He's always been good convincing people.

He said the only way I could save myself

would be to testify against my brother.

What are you going to do?

-Lucía? -Don't worry.

Nothing will happen to you, the crime's expired.

I'll never forgive myself for what I did.

But I gave you the money so you could put this behind you,

it's what Afonso wanted.

Lucía?

Lucía?

Don't get involved, you won't be able to get out. It's what happened to us.

Lucía?

-Who's Beto? -Put it on loudspeaker.

Hang on, let me put this on loudspeaker. Hang on.

Go on.

Beto was Armando Sá Silva's right hand in 1993.

It was him who paid my father.

And my uncle Ramiro, too, so it seems, to set fire to the hill.

And you decided to go there on your own, just like that?

Mario, I'm not a child, and especially not a puppet.

Lucía?

Stubborn woman!

I know Beto. He's a good man.

It's been 30 years, he might have regretted it.

-But wasn't Mauricio working for him? -Mauricio? The one who was arrested?

They're two completely different people.

You do your witchy work,

let's see if Beto's the angel he makes out to be.

I'm trying to help you out here,

but you don't want to tell me the truth.

Yes, it was me who started the fire. What else do you want me to say?

Why did you use a partridge to start the first fire?

Because it would be harder to follow its trail.

And why did you go back when it was all burning?

Revenge? You think I believe that?

Do you?! Do you?!

I went to check that that bastard's land was burning, that's all.

You're a murderer!

And if you don't give us names, you'll rot in prison on your own

for the deaths or Martim and Salgueiro. -No, I didn't kill Salgueiro.

-You did! You killed him! -It wasn't me.

He went to your garage and you followed him.

-It wasn't me, dammit! -It was you!

I simply warned Beto, that's all.

I warned Beto.

Damn it!

I was at the garage all afternoon.

Was it Beto who gave you the idea of using the partridge?

We spoke to the guy two or three times, right?

Let me speak to Inspector Pimentel.

-Bloody Beto... Mauricio. -Tell him it's urgent.

Mauricio, I mean, keeping the camera to blame his employee!

And then left it in the car, after he'd killed him.

And Mauricio took the blame for everything.

No. Okay.

The inspector's not there.

Go put your uniform on, we can go in my car.

See you in a bit, then.

Hello?

Beto?

Lovely!

Don't tell me they've written on your car again?

No, I'm not here because of car problems.

Because of Mauricio, then?

I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about that, I thought he...

No, no worries...

I need a copy of the invoice. I don't know where I've put it

and you know what the insurance guys are like.

Of course. Come on in. We can take care of it now.

Come.

Lucía, in here.

Coming.

Lucía? Hello? Lucía?! Hello?

She called so we could hear...

The invoice, the invoice...

According to what you told me the other day,

I thought the Montes community wasn't going to lease the land, but...

...now I know they have.

We don't have much choice. It's that or they'll expropriate them.

Well, it's not that bad after all. The mayor seems to agree.

Here it is.

Here.

CHEAP CARS. BUY NOW. START TRAVELLING AGAIN.

The door was open... Who could have done this shit?

Someone who wants to shut me up.

LEAVE SEARA

Which means I'm on the right track.

The invoice.

How much did Victor pay you to convince people?

Why that now?

Or was it Armando who paid you?

You were working for Armando, right?

Armando and his family employed many people here.

Yes, but you did his dirty work.

You paid my uncle and my father to set fire to the hill.

It's hard to get rid of old bosses, right?

Even if you've made a good living for yourself...

Armando came out even better.

He swapped the Council for a top position at the ICNF,

and now he's closing a major deal with NordesProm.

Of course he wasn't going to tell you.

But he forced us to enter the Portuguese concession...

...and meanwhile he was buying land on the Galician side.

He was going to pocket a big cut.

What bad luck when that same flower was found...

...a 'Dente do Gerês'.

That's when he called you.

To clean up the shit.

And off goes Beto, always so obedient.

You know, Lucía...

Armando would be nothing without me.

Fuck!

That's a lot of money for a small-town garage.

He's in it.

Where's that garage?

-Come. Let's go. -You take him?

I'll take him. Come.

-Let's go. -Let's go.

Why would Armando need you, you're only a puppet?

Puppet...

Antela Servicios doesn't belong to Armando alone, I'm a partner, too.

That's where the money to set up the garage came from.

It was my idea to blackmail NordesProm.

Yes, it was your idea.

But who ordered the hill to be burnt down...?

Go! Go! Go! Step on it! Go! Go!

Step on it! Go! Go!

GNR, open up!

Beto, open the bloody door!

Open the friggin door.

Open up, Beto!

Lucía?

Lucía? Lucía?

Lucía?

Beto?

Beto?

Beto?

Beto?

Come on. I'm here. I'm here.

Lucía?

Lucía?

Behind you, Ramos!

Bastard! Let go.

Let go, you bastard! It's over, Beto.

Lucía?

What happened?

-Is she okay? -Yes.

Everything's okay.

My conscience is clear. I'm not making any statements.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Armando Sá Silva was arrested this morning, following suspicions

of his involvement in the case 'Dente do Gerês'.

Exonerated two days ago of the position he held at the ICNF,

he denied having received any emails from the botanist Martim Mendes,

as reported yesterday by the newspaper Página Dupla.

With us today is Lucía Salceda Pereira, one of the authors of the article.

-Good afternoon, Lucía. -Good afternoon.

Lucía, is it possible that other fires are due to the same sort of scheme?

So far, this is the only case.

The causes of the fires are very complex.

Climate change, abandonment of rural areas,

other economic interests...

Good afternoon, Mr Armando, how are you?

Out, NordesProm! Out, NordesProm!

Let's get down to business.