All language subtitles for Bitter Daisies (O Sabor Das Margaridas) S01E03

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Is it hers?

There's no body. Just clothes.

There are brown stains
on some garments. Could be blood.

I think
we're looking at a serial killer.

Marta!

I don't know if you killed these girls

or if you're covering for
the bastard who did,

but either way,
I don't recognize you!

Muñiz!

Marta made money on the side
sleeping with men.

She had a client
who was into the schoolgirl look.

Tell me which client
is into minors and costumes.

Miguel, stop the car!

Stop the fucking car! Get out!

You're treating me like the culprit
when I was actually her victim.

Marta recorded one of our meetings
and blackmailed me with the tape.

Today we found
the body of a woman.

Érika. She disappeared
the day before yesterday.

Do you think
the woman we found is Érika?

This is a very sinful little town.

A dead girl could be the best way
to keep them in the shadows.

THE TASTE OF DAISIES

Abdominals,
vastus lateralis, lateral rectus

and rectus... femoris.

Great. You know them all.

We actually have over 600 muscles,

but we don't study all of them
for the test.

Tomorrow, after the test,
we'll go for ice cream to celebrate.

- Promise?
- Promise.

Let's keep going.

Do you think
they'll bring Dori tomorrow?

Of course.

What if that woman
doesn't want to bring her?

What do you mean?

Maybe she likes Dori
and has kidnapped her.

No, sweetie.

I'm sure something came up
and she didn't have time to bring her.

Did you know that we need
17 muscles to smile?

See?
Now you're moving 17 muscles.

Let's go over this again. You'll see how
tomorrow Dori will be home.

Masseter, pectorals, biceps,

brachioradialis, abdominals,

vastus lateralis,
lateral rectus, rectus femoris...

Leaveth of himself as smoke in air

or in the water foam.

CHAPTER III

The Bishop of Santiago de Compostela
addresses his prayer to the youth

at the Cathedral of Santiago,

recalling his apostolic mission
with texts from the Gospel of Matthew.

Remember the words of the Lord:

"I am sending you out
like sheep among wolves.

Therefore be as shrewd as snakes
and as innocent as doves."

Any new thoughts
on Miguel's confession?

How did you do that?

Doing a botched job.

At home or on someone's face?

The good thing about arguing with
my daughter is that she feels guilty.

And this is her way of making up.

She sends them on the bus,
like we used to do with my dad

when he worked at the shipyard.

Help yourself.

They're delicious.

Don't eat too many.
Luisa is going all out for dinner.

Remember
you're coming over for dinner.

Yes. Let's go over this.

The payments to the account,
the recordings,

Marta was soliciting
and blackmailing her clients.

Miguel was one of them.

But he has an alibi
for the day of her disappearance.

That doesn't mean
he's not a pervert.

She was blackmailing four others.
One of them might be the culprit.

Or there may be a sixth one.

From Marta's bank account,
we know that these five paid up.

But what if there was another one
who instead of paying up, killed her?

Could be. That's why
we have to find the recordings.

They weren't
at the petrol station or hostel.

Both places had been ransacked
before we got there.

Because of Marta's murder
and the other murdered women.

Let's not jump the gun.

Marta is missing, not dead.

And until we find the bodies,
these are just clothes.

But there is a body, Érika Mihai's.

An illegal Romanian immigrant.
She may have worked at the club.

I'll go talk to them
and ask for a search warrant.

It's pointless.

The guy in charge is smart.
He doesn't shit where he eats.

We've searched that place thousands
of times and never found anything.

Even so, I'll go.

I would come with you,
but I'm swamped with this Pope thing.

I have work to do too.

PERVERT

Sorry about yesterday.

I'm sorry too.

I'm the one who screwed up,
don't be upset.

- Forget it. I'll get over it.
- Thanks.

I can't lose any more friends.

Did you hear about Miguel?

Everyone's talking about it.

- What are they saying?
- That he was fired for no reason.

Some say it's because
he liked checking girls out.

He spoke to you yesterday,
did you notice anything?

No.

You're right not to pick up.
Screw him.

If only it were that easy.

He may be a pig,
but I can't get him out of my head.

Then think of something else.

The photos I took of you, for example.
My cousin loves you.

But he needs something more professional
for the agencies and potential clients.

I can't afford a photographer.

I can do it
and I can get a good camera.

- I'm not in the mood.
- You're in a perfect mood.

This will cheer you up.
Think of it as therapy.

And it'll help you get over Brais.

If you want money and to get out
of this town, this is the first step.

It could be cool.

But not now.

Are you here to look for work?

You're no spring chicken,
but you're not bad.

Turn so I can see your arse.

There are loads of arses in this town.
Pasties, octopus and arses.

Lieutenant Vargas, Civil Guard.

Have a seat.

You know, I'm all for moonlighting.

And if you bring your uniform
and handcuffs, it could be awesome.

But first I need to see that arse.

That's confidential information.

Do you know this woman?

I don't know, Miss.

Sorry, if I call you "Lieutenant",
I picture you with a moustache.

I was told she worked here.

Worked?
I don't know what you're talking about.

Come to think of it, she was
staying here, but left a few days ago.

- Staying here?
- Yes.

I only rent out rooms
and sell drinks.

- Of course.
- What the girls do is their business.

That's why you offered me work
as I came in.

Someone has to
make the beds around here.

And my bum is crucial for that.

Let's not change the subject.
You were asking me about a girl.

Do you know
what happened to Érika?

Why did she leave so suddenly?

Did she have problems with you
or a client?

With me?

No.

The girls are free to do
as they please.

I don't get involved in their life
and I don't want to know about it.

- I just...
- Right. Charge for rooms and drinks.

Exactly.

And make sure nothing bad
happens here, of course.

You're a woman
and I know you won't agree with me,

but these women are a lot safer in here
than anywhere else.

I'm not responsible for
what happens to them outside.

And this girl?
Was she here?

She took a look at the rooms,
but wasn't sure about the conditions.

I don't tie anyone down.

Madam.

I want you to know that
you'll always have a room here.

Relax.

One of the girls must be ill.
Do you have a search warrant?

I don't need one if I think
a crime is being committed.

A crime?
That's an over-exaggeration.

Relax, girl.

It's one of the new ones, Vivi.
She gets migraines and needs to rest.

All this police malarkey
is starting to be a pain in the arse.

I'm going to take measures.

Did you get anything?

A job offer.

This was everything at the hostel.
No tapes, no cameras.

She could've used her phone.

Don't you have kids
or younger siblings?

No.

Nowadays, all the kids
have devices with cameras.

My daughter's room
has more technology than NASA in it.

Of course.

Thanks.

- Why?
- For opening my eyes.

Sometimes it's not what's there,
it's what's not there.

- You sure there's nothing missing here?
- Isn't that enough?

What else did you expect that girl
to have? A kitchen robot?

- Were there any tapes or memory cards?
- This is what was there.

You wouldn't know anything about
Marta Labrada's job on the side?

I have to be discreet about
the company my clients keep.

There's a backdoor for that.

Once you're done with the investigation,
these things are mine.

Could I take a look in Marta's room?

There was a TV here, right?

There was. Marta broke it.

Do they teach you how to fix TVs
at the Civil Guard?

- I'm not going to fix it.
- So, what are you going to do?

If you're going to damage it more,
there's no need.

Forensics and the computer lab
have the computer and the rest of it.

This is what Marta was hiding
behind the TV.

Six cases for SD cards.

Five of them had a card,
the other was empty.

- Missing one could be in the camera?
- It's nowhere to be seen.

What about the other five?

They're Marta's sexual encounters
with five of her clients.

We already know one of them: Miguel.

Here.

Here are copies of the other
three clients. I'm sure you know them.

Check out their alibis.

I want us to watch
the last one together. It's different.

- Is that a woman?
- It doesn't look like it.

A transsexual?

Rather a fetishist. A man
who likes to dress up as a woman.

Look at the clothes. They're the same
as the ones we found at the factory.

This directly relates Marta
to those clothes.

And this man as our main suspect.

Do you know him?

- Not with that wig on.
- Me neither.

I'll speak to these guys.
Maybe someone will know who he is.

The computer lab found something.

There were no photos or videos
on Marta's computer.

But there was an email
to her brother.

There's no internet in prison.

Prisoners find ways
to sneak in phones.

That's how Marta
stayed in touch with her brother.

What did she tell him?

That she was working on something
that would give her enough money

to pay for his bail
and a good lawyer, of course.

- How much is his bail?
- 60,000 Euros.

Marta obviously blackmailed
the wrong person.

The transvestite
or the one in the missing tape?

We don't know for now.

There's one other thing.

Marta chatted quite a lot.
With her brother, Brais, Rebeca

- and a dante78.
- Do you know who it is?

No. But we know that
it's a man from the chatroom.

That's the only person Marta
told practically everything to.

Even that she was prostituting herself
to help her brother.

Not even her best friends knew that.

What are you doing?

The IT guys gave me the password
for Marta's account.

I'll pretend I'm her.

What if dante78
is the guy who took her?

I NEED TO TALK TO YOU
IT'S IMPORTANT

They're vandals.

They didn't even touch the alms money.
And this isn't the first time.

Why are there bad people?
They desecrated Christ's body.

And stole holy water.

But they'll have to
answer to the Lord for this

sin. Don't let this bring
out the rage in you.

- Bernabé.
- What?

Clear this up
whilst I speak to your brother.

OK.

I don't think your bad mood
is just because of this fiasco.

- That's fixable.
- Did you talk to Samanta?

- No. I told her to come for dinner.
- And?

She didn't come.

And you don't know why?

- No, I don't.
- Did you call her?

- She's not picking up.
- So, go and talk to her.

Do you want my forgiveness?

Well, that's penance.

As the kids would say nowadays:
Go on, get off your arse.

Go a little lower.

Well, well!

His holiness, the sacristan.

Where's Samanta?

Why? You starting to feel an itch?

You can't wait just a few hours?

Where is she, Vidal?
I called her, but she's not picking up.

Go.

I took the phone away from the girls.

The Civil Guard was asking questions
and I don't want any surprises.

I need to talk to her.

Let's see, Xabier.

It's all very well that you pay her
to go to your house.

And I don't care if it's
to make you a stew or to suck you off.

But when she's with clients,
Samanta can't go with you, got it?

Don't give me that look.

Just cos she's older
and behind the bar more now,

it doesn't mean that she doesn't
fulfill her duties when asked.

- With who?
- With who?

Who cares? As long as they pay...

But don't worry, I'll tell her
to go see you when she's done.

Leave.

You're gonna kill me, Eva.

I burst a tire
and left the bumper against a signpost.

On top of that,
I lost mum's bracelet.

I got lost at the exit
and don't know where I am.

Vitamins.

My wife also took those vitamins
when her mother died.

I've always been very anxious.

Sometimes I used to vomit
before exams at the academy.

And with this being
the first case...

Be careful.

They didn't help Luisa much.

I'll bear that in mind.

Did you get something
from the guys on the recordings?

Nothing. Three poor fools
who went through hell to pay off Marta.

Those poor fools
paid to have sex with young girls

and cheated on their wives.
They're hardly victims.

They all have an alibi
for when she disappeared.

- And the transvestite?
- Nothing.

It's Alberte. Hello?

"Is this Marta?"

That means he didn't take her.

Or that maybe he wants to know
who we are.

I'm someone who knows
what happened to her.

I need to talk to you.

"What happened to Marta?"

We should talk

in person.

"Why are you on Marta's chatroom?
Who are you?"

We have to sound this out.

I'm a friend of Marta's.

She told me about you.

And I have to give you something.

"What?"
I don't know.

It's in an sealed envelope.

Where can we meet?

"If she told you about me,
you'd know where to find me."

She didn't tell me.

"Did she tell you my name?"

No.

"If she didn't, it was for a reason".

DANTE78 LEFT THE CHAT

Shit.
What's this?

It's for the other day.

We left that clear.
You pay me, I do the job.

I pay you because you need the money.
I'm doing this because I want to.

Thanks.

I'm not like the other clients.

I don't have clients any more.

That's not what Vidal told me.

That was some impulse
from a bunch of idiots and I hated it.

- I felt so disgusted.
- Who were they?

- Who cares?
- Who were they?

I can't and don't want to say.

- Samanta.
- Drop it!

I can't!

I don't like it
when you get like that.

If you trust me, tell me.
If you don't, get out!

Don't bother paying me today.

Hi, Samanta.

Look at what I have.

I fixed it
and I'm not selling this one.

Where did you get that from?

I don't...

Don't lie to me!

No, I...

No!

How could you steal from the church?

How could you steal from the church?

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

The way I see it,
it's not that you're letting me,

it's that I'm leaving you the house
for your dinner.

You've spoken to that Civil Guard
a few times, right?

What's she like?

She seems smart. She knows
how to listen and get what she wants.

It smells really good.

Any news on Marta?

After what she did to you,
you still worry about her?

How do you know?

It's part of the case.
What did she do to her?

Sleep with Brais.

And you still worry about her?

You never liked Marta
even before she screwed me over.

But she wasn't the brainless delinquent
you think she is.

You knew her?

Sleeping with Brais
wasn't the worst thing she did.

That's the normal bit about her.

She was soliciting
and blackmailing her clients.

She was money-hungry and didn't care
about anything, including you.

That's why she's gone.

You want to follow her footsteps?

You don't know the sacrifices we've made
for you to have a good future

and you insist on ruining everything
for your little friend and Brais.

And look how they treated you!

Rebeca.

Why are you so hard on her?

- We're too soft.
- Right...

But with everything that's going on,
it's not the right time.

Don't you start now.

Pamela?

Don't you want to taste
another champagne?

Why change?

Well, you're going to
have to wait a while.

There.

I see you liked me and
you're back for more.

You took a while and I
don't have time today.

You can't come here every day.

- I've been calling you all afternoon.
- Shit.

Since you came here as a Civil Guard,
Vidal went crazy

and took all of our phones away.

- Who was shouting before?
- Vivi.

She's new. She's behind there.
The poor thing's having a rough time.

She was with a client yesterday
and threw up on him.

The boss had to send Gloria in
as compensation.

Is there a client
who likes to dress up as a woman?

Not that I know of.

- Why?
- He's our suspect.

Did you find out about Érika?

We identified her thanks to you.

You're sure it was her?

She was killed with one shot.

It was quick.

Was it that bastard cross-dresser?

It's possible
he killed her and others.

I'll try and get something
out of the others.

Good. I'll come here tomorrow.

Come whenever you want,
but be careful, Rosa.

Vidal is crazy.
If he finds out about us...

I will be.

Do you sell wine here?

Wine? No.
Drinks and champagne.

Hi.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just not used to
seeing you like that.

You look...

You look really nice.

Can I come in?

Yes, yes, of course. Come in.

- You look very pretty.
- Thanks.

This has to be chilled.

There was no need.

Dinner's almost ready.

Through here.

You should've seen Alberte
shooting those pigs and giving orders.

It's as if they were invading us.

- People were really scared.
- Some still call him "the butcher".

He got teased to death
for that bloodbath.

Mauro, could you pass me the sugar?

Thanks.

All good, Luisa?

Yes, yes.

Do you have kids?
No, I don't.

Have you thought about it?

I can't see a wedding ring,
but I'm sure you have a boyfriend.

The Judicial Police
lost a great detective with Luisa.

No suspect
could resist her interrogations.

You have a boyfriend, right?

With your looks,
I'm sure you're not short of suitors.

I must be doing something wrong
because I don't have a boyfriend.

Are you on the force
because of tradition?

Here, almost everyone comes
from a Civil Guard family.

No.

- That's strange.
- Why?

You're from A Coruña, right?

My brother in Melilla,
was good friends with Mateo Vargas

who's also from A Coruña.
His whole family's in the Civil Guard.

I thought you were related.

You don't know them?

I was at the academy with his sister,
but I'm not from that clan.

Vargas is a very common surname
in that area.

So, why did you go into the force?

After studying Law, I thought
it'd be a good way to find work.

What do your parents think?

It'd be hard to get why someone
would want to be a Civil Guard.

Especially a woman.

- They're very proud.
- And your siblings?

Will they do the same as you?
Or don't you have siblings either?

Yes, I have a sister.

- But she's not into that.
- A sister?

You'll have to give me the recipe.

- It's delicious.
- Of course.

Why should there be
any secrets between us?

Eva.

Bernabé.

Bernabé.

No.

- Leave me alone.
- Bernabé.

Please don't hit me.

- Bernabé.
- Leave me alone.

I didn't want to hurt you.

Everything I do is for you, Bernabé.

You know that, right?

I know you're good
and that you make an effort.

But the hard thing
isn't doing good things.

The hard thing is knowing
what is and isn't good.

And you'll have to trust me on that.

Will you?
Will you?

I will.

- Yes.
- Take a shower and have some breakfast.

OK.

Forgive me?

No, forgive me.

What are you doing here?

I was looking at something
on the computer.

Don't you have your own?

What's wrong, Mauro?
It's Rosa.

- I was looking up her file.
- Why?

I don't trust her.
She's very strange.

She lied about her family.

She's messing everything up
and keeps popping tranquilizers.

So, she takes pills, eh?

For blood pressure, vitamins...

...diuretics,

for migraines
and these are for when I can't sleep.

What?

Will you look into me too
if I don't tell all about my family?

I don't like how she treats us,
as if we were under her orders.

She's your superior.

And she's helping us unearth
the crap we had in front of us

which we didn't see.

I've only got four days left in
the force and I want this solved.

So we're going to help her with
whatever she needs, got it?

You'll soon be in charge and will
have to learn to trust your colleagues.

And Rosa is a first-class Civil Guard.

Like you.

Stop obsessing over her.

The new forensics report is in.
We've got something.

DELETE PHOTO

How are you? What's up?

- Nothing.
- Good because today's your lucky day.

I got a good camera

and the perfect place
to do a photoshoot.

With professional makeup,
lights, the works.

A studio?

A makeshift one, yes. But the
photos will look incredible. Look.

I did these ones for my cousin
and she's not half as pretty as you.

It looks like a magazine.

- They're really good.
- Well, yours will be better.

You think?

My cousin can show them around
the modeling agencies he knows.

They'll fight over you, you'll see.

I don't know, David.

Come on, Rebe, it'll be fun.

I'm sure it will, but with everything
that's going on, I'm not in the mood.

It's up to you.

Stay in this town and be the girl who
got cheated on with the missing girl.

Come on, Rebe.

It's just annoying that
you can't see how much you're worth

and that you deserve
a lot more than Brais

and this.

But fine, maybe some other time.

David.

What time shall we meet?

They found partial prints
on the suitcase

that don't show up
on any databases.

They got DNA from the blood stains.
They belong to women.

They also got DNA
from the red lipstick mark.

But, wait for it, it belongs to a man.

Do they know
who that DNA belongs to?

No, it's not on any database.

And how can this help?

The chemical report found red paint.

They're comparing it with various brands
to know which one it belongs to.

They can do that?

Yes, and even find out
which can it came from.

What else?

In the suitcase and on the clothes,
there were traces of Borax,

- paraformaldehyde and formaldehyde.
- What's that for?

To work with animals
and tan hides.

There's no tannery in town.

There's something else.

The thing we thought was
costume jewelry, is an artificial eye.

Was one of the women one-eyed?

It's not human, it's from an animal.

It's what taxidermists use
as well as those chemical products.

Who dissects animals in this town?

My dentist. Xacobe Díaz.

Well, we have a suspect.
One problem.

His business was failing
and four months ago, he killed himself.

He's dead.

Sonia, this is Lieutenant Vargas.
We're helping her with an investigation.

Is it about the factory?
Everyone's talking about that.

Yes.

We have some images that
may have been filmed a while back.

When Xacobe was alive.

They are unpleasant,

but we need you to tell us whether
the person in the video is your husband.

What is this?

Is your husband
the person who's dressed up?

Of course not.

What's all this about, Alberte?

I thought you were my friend
and you've insulted me.

Calm down, Sonia.
It was just a question.

What if people find out
you're smearing Xacobe's name?

What will my children think?

And the neighbors?

You really helped us out
when Xacobe left.

You knew him well.

How could you think that
he could do those things?

Sometimes we ask
uncomfortable questions.

Even if it's not him, maybe
it's one of his friends or a client.

Not from the clinic, from the animals.

Those creatures...

I just want this all to go away.

I don't have the strength for this.

Look.
Does the suitcase look familiar?

This one's missing an eye
and there's red paint.

I already noticed that
Sonia was lying.

But she's not going to confess
in front of you.

Let me talk to her.
I'll call you when I have something.

Matilla, how are you doing
with Montero's papers?

Fine, I'm almost done.

We have a meeting this week, I want you
to go over this trimester's accounts.

OK.

Hello, Montero? Hi, yes.

Hello?

Sorry for not bringing Dori to you,
but I've been really busy.

Right, it's just my daughter
wants to see the dog and...

She's starting to think
that you've kidnapped her.

You know how kids are.

Are you at home now?

OK.
What's wrong?

I wanted to ask you
a bit of a strange question.

How long have you been
honking your horn like that?

Since forever.

It's to warn customers
that there's a delivery.

That way they know it's me
and they get the bread.

Where do you deliver to?

Around the whole town
and the outskirts.

- Two years ago too?
- Indeed.

This look familiar?

No, sorry.

Just one more thing.
Would you mind if I followed you?

I took that one last summer.

She's so big. She's gorgeous.

Are they settled in Vigo?

Yes, very much so.
They love the beach so, go figure.

It's harder for me
since I don't see them as much.

- And how are your kids?
- Fine.

- The eldest is off to uni, right?
- To become a vet.

He always liked animals.

He'd get into so many arguments
with Xacobe over hunting.

You know I would never
want to harm you, right?

This investigation isn't ours, Sonia.
It's Judicial's.

I'm just trying to help them
and they found things.

Please, Alberte, don't do this to me.

I just want to help you.

There were prints on the suitcase
in the factory.

The judge is going to order for them
to be compared to yours and Xacobe's.

Then it'll all come out.

But if you tell me,
I can handle this with discretion

so that nobody bothers you.

All I need to know is what happened.

I'd rather you told me

than see your house filled
with police and journalists.

Please, Sonia, let me help you.

This is so embarrassing.

I don't even know where to begin.

I didn't know anything about
Xacobe's pastimes.

One day, I got home late,

I thought he'd be with those animals.

And I went into the shed.

I found him right here.

Dressed and dolled up
like some sad case.

With a bag on his head
and his hand...

He'd killed himself
doing those things.

The fact that my husband,

the father of my children
did those things...

What did you do?

I took the bag off his head.

I took his dress off and...

...other clothes he had stored away.

I put it all in a suitcase

and took it to the abandoned factory.

And we told everyone
that it was a suicide.

That's better than the truth, right?

Do you think that
he could've hurt someone?

Not the person we're looking for,
she disappeared a few days ago.

But the women
whom the clothes belonged to...

I don't know.
Relax.

This will be handled with discretion.

You're gonna kill me, Eva.

I burst a tire
and left the bumper against a signpost.

On top of that,
I lost mum's bracelet.

I got lost at the exit
and don't know where I am.

In the middle of the woods.

There's some kind of red tank.

And some billboards.

Should I call the insurance company?
A garage?

There's some kind of...

...red tank.

And some billboards.

Should I call an insurance company?
A garage?

There's some kind of red tank.

And some billboards.

What should I do?

Hi, Alberte.

I'll go now.

You got all that from her?

Yes, but in exchange for
the utmost discretion.

Don't worry about that.

Did she tell you where he got
those women's clothes from?

She doesn't know.
And the shoes?

Sonia told me that there were shoes.

Ten pairs, as well as ten outfits.

And what did she do with them?

Put them in another bag and threw them
in the same place as the suitcase.

There was nothing there.
Someone must've taken them.

Do you think Xacobe
could've killed those women?

I can't picture him doing that.

But then I never pictured him
cross-dressing to sleep with teenagers.

I suppose when we find out
who's responsible for all of this,

I'll be surprised that someone like that

could've quietly lived among us
for all these years.

It's Xacobe's van.

They haven't touched it since he died.

We shouldn't take things
from a scene.

Sorry. It looks familiar.

A carpenter's?
I don't know.

Take your jacket off.

OK.

- Let's see what else you brought.
- Everything.

What do you think?
That's fine.

It's...
...nice.

What's wrong?

Do you see clothes like that
in fashion mags?

Right. A little more low-cut?

- A little sexier. That's what sells.
- Yeah.

I liked it.

What do you want,
to be in a bathrobe catalogue?

Let me pick.

Here, put this on.

It doesn't fit any more.

It will. Put it on.

Here.

Xabier, what are you doing here?

- What are you doing?
- Come with me.

- Vidal doesn't want others to see us.
- Fuck Vidal! Fuck everyone.

Not from any carpenter shops
or renovation companies?

Great, thanks, Alberte.

If I think of something, I'll call you.
See you later.

Once we're done eating,
I'll take you to your owners, OK?

There were shavings like this
in the box of eggs you gave me.

- I use them for the chickens.
- The chickens?

It's the best thing
for rearing chickens.

It protects them
from the humidity and the cold.

Loads of people
use rice hull because it's cheaper,

but when you use wood chips...

Where do you get them from?

Where else? The farm.

They won't let me go there
because of the embargo.

But I still go.
That's not an offence, right?

No.

Could you tell me
where that farm is?

Why?

Did you decide to do something
with my embargo?

More or less.

Good afternoon.
Conchi, two steaks.

Medium, right?
One medium and the other rare.

Coming right up.

Xabier, what are you doing?

I'll never pay you again.

If you need money, ask me for it.

You said your job was to make me happy,
but that your happiness didn't matter.

If you're not happy, I'm not either.

So, you don't care
if they see us together?

Do you want a starter?

Where did you learn to do this?

With my cousin. OK, done.

Let's see now.

I'm just kind of scared.

It's one thing taking random photos,
but with these lights, clothes...

Forget all that and relax.

Look, this could help.

OK.

Hi, gorgeous. A beer.

Hi. Another one.

How's this?

Perfect.

OK.

Look, now we're going to try something
a little more daring.

You want me in a swimsuit?

No. Take off your shirt.

You'll have your bra on.

Come on.
It'd be the same in a bikini.

OK.

OK. Great.

Am I doing a good job?

A very good job.

Such a good job that we're going to
try something a little more artistic.

Take off your bra.

You have to decide.

I'm no expert,
but this looks like a satanic cult.

There are altar candles
and things from the church.

No, I...

Was it you?

You'd better cooperate.

I don't have to
because I'm not alone.

You have no idea
of the power of Satan.

And just how rooted its darkness
is in this town.

You recognized those guys
at the restaurant, right?

Swear to me that you won't do anything.

Don't use God's name in vain.

Above all, you'll love God.

Xabier, please.

Did Marta give you something
to hold onto? SD card, a memory...?

No.

You wouldn't know where Marta
hid those things, would you?

See how you do seduce the camera?

I want you to leave as soon as possible.

Ana, this is dangerous.

I'm not leaving
until you catch the culprit.