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- Has she been identified? - Yes, she has. She had her ID on her.

- What's this? - The forms for the treatment.

Put it off now and you'll never get round to it.

That's because you're not really sure.

A good excuse is easier to find than a good job.

- Fuck you and the company! - Regards to Silvia.

It looks like... a skull.

If I tell you something will you keep mum?

Of course, Sara. Of course.

Three elderly women, who lived alone, murdered violently.

A serial killer?

What does it mean?

Nothing. It's just a skull.

And now the body is unidentified and...

- I don't understand you, Sara. - Me neither.

They're so happy with your work they want me to join you.

No problem.

What if I don't want a child with you?

Hi, Mrs Amparo. It's me.

Madam?

I need to take in some paperwork tomorrow, so I came today.

You haven't taken your pill...

NIGHT AND DAY

VICTIMS

Yes, yes.

- New shoes? - Got them in the sales.

Shoes with a heel? Not for me...

- I'll come by tomorrow. - Everything OK, sir?

- Fine, yes. - Your shoes are great.

I wish. They're pinching my feet.

The radio was on from yesterday.

The neighbours thought it odd.

Two victims. One in the bedroom. Another in the kitchen.

This is the cleaner.

She only had time to put on her apron.

77 years old. Lived alone.

I'll need the preliminaries from the autopsies ASAP.

You don't say.

I can already tell you the results.

The old woman died

from suffocation after violence and sexual assault.

If you want, you can do the autopsies from now on.

The bastard, that's four now. You examined the first.

We can't be sure it's all the same guy.

Three judges for a single case only complicates things.

She normally came on Thursdays, but today she had...

Quick! Call an ambulance!

No, I gave up.

- How are you coping? - Horribly.

Will she live?

I don't know. She's lost a lot of blood.

How many is that now? Four?

She was found with a bag over her head.

No comment?

"I have a beast inside me..."

- You're late. - Yes. Work, you know.

- You could have let me know. - You're right.

- Satie? - Janácek.

I had to talk about it on the radio.

I see you got the clothes back from the cleaners.

Yes, for tomorrow. For the Liceu.

Tomorrow?

The Angela Gheorghiu concert. Told you.

I had completely forgotten.

You said you liked her.

Yes, I like her a lot, but... Oh well.

I had things to do.

And Melvin? Has he gone?

He was in a hurry. He left at 7pm.

Ah! You had an argument.

He's rude. Who knows what he was thinking.

He should have waited until I came back.

He didn't have it easy.

Who? Melvin?

Leos Janácek.

Success came too late. His marriage was hell.

Here's to all the Janáceks in the world.

You're already starting on the booze?

Oh, leave me alone!

That's what you really want.

Sorry.

Yes? Oh, hello.

Hello, Olga.

Yes. I see you received my message, right?

Good. Listen... Now is not a good time.

It's better we meet there tomorrow.

OK, see you there. Fine. Till tomorrow.

- Are you shagging her? - Pardon?

Olga. This woman you've arranged to meet.

She's a co-worker, Olga Comas: Judge.

But you're right, I confess: She's my lover.

We'll spend the entire afternoon fucking.

- Are you shagging her, Fermí? - How disgusting!

Wait, wait, wait. Don't go.

Someone has to change my nappy...

Yes, tons of masters' and speaks who knows how many languages,

but she hasn't a bloody clue.

I think she and Bueno... You get me?

And if they make me the head, then what?

What are you implying?

Would you think I was bedding Andreu?

With Andreu? Don't mess with me, Sara!

She's so young. She looks like a little girl!

Yes.

These shoes are gorgeous, but the heels are doing me in.

What? Rough day?

Yeah, a little bit.

Want to watch TV together?

No. I just want to stay like this.

Tomorrow is the big day.

The big day.

Aren't you nervous?

I don't know.

- Everything is so... - What?

- I don't know. - What?

Do you think I have ugly feet?

If it were only your feet...

- You're... - It's true.

Horrible, horrible...

Hey, hey. Come on.

Stay nice and still...

Still, still...

Look, Sara.

Let me remind you 3 weeks ago you were getting X-rays

and injecting yourself with hormones.

And my coveted sperm is reserved for the highest missions.

Am I not as irresistible as before?

Of course. But didn't you hear what Marín said?

Come on, Sara, please. Sara...

Sara, please, Sara...

Sara, please, Sara...

I said don't! Stop, for fuck's sake!

Sorry.

- Tomorrow I'll make it up to you. - Doesn't matter.

...attackers' gun, but there's still no...

When do they need the sample tomorrow?

3 hours before the insemination.

...and the media circus.

Emilia Ponte, the Dominican woman, remains in a critical condition...

Pass me the remote!

...after having suffered a savage beating

inside the home where a corpse was found after a violent attack.

The victim was 77-year-old Carme Morell.

Sources for this channel believe

she could be the fourth victim of a serial killer

active in the city of Barcelona.

His victims are elderly women living alone.

- The police hope... - I'm home.

...to identify the perpetrator of the crime,

who people are now calling the Granny Killer.

I ask you where you've been. You say the library.

I'm complaining because you haven't answered my Whatsapps.

You invent a silly excuse. I get upset because I made an omelette for two.

Finally I end up eating dinner alone...

suffering, thinking something might have happened.

Then you say I make you feel guilty.

We argue. You slam your room door. I stay here,

feeling guilty because you feel guilty.

- You said it. - What's up, Miren? Shit!

- May I go? - And dinner?

I'm not hungry.

What's that film where aliens come to Earth,

and when people sleep, they place a cocoon next to them,

and they create perfect copies of each person?

- Yes. - But they're not real people.

They're cold, distant, incapable of feeling.

- Doesn't it ring a bell? - Hey...

Oh, Donald Sutherland is in it. "Invasion of..."

- "Invasion of the Body Snatchers"? - Exactly!

That is what's happening to Miren. She isn't my Miren any more.

She's another person. Same face and voice, but it's like...

- she's been abducted. - Got a light?

What? No.

We used to talk about anything.

Now she barely greets me.

She's always glued to her phone. It's incredible.

Remember when we'd go to Calafell? She used to love it there.

Yeah, all day on her bike. But she's 16 now.

How on earth did you get your degree?

Shit. I can't believe it.

It makes no sense,

we have three judges handling the cases of three crimes,

which might have been committed by the same man.

Look, I truly believe that we should

join forces and bring all four cases together.

- With me out for your convenience? - Canals has no problem with the idea.

Oh, him. Anything that gets him out of a bit of work.

- Happy, your Honours? - Everything's perfect!

- No, no. I'll pay, Fermí. - No, no. Let me...

Look, take this. That'll cover it.

Thank you.

OK. So what do you think?

Look, if it was up to me, I would take all the cases.

But since you examined the first one,

I'll turn it all over to you.

Thank you, Olga.

Let's see what the damage is.

Magda, never have children. They grow up.

You're telling me, today is my birthday.

- Happy birthday! - Congratulations!

- Thank you. - 39 now?

Oh, you're such a sweetheart! Now your coffees are on the house.

See what I mean?

The bonsai is a combination of human skill

and the capacity to adapt to the most adverse environments.

Fas-ci-na-ting.

But if you water it too much or too little,

or if it receives too much or too little light,

the bonsai stops breathing, it simply dies.

Clara, please.

See these leaves with spots?

They're not well. So we need to trim them.

The energy the tree uses saving them can endanger the rest.

Are you teaching us gardening...

or are we talking about the factory in Tarragona?

- Have you been to Tangier? - No.

That's fine. Clara, thank you.

It has its charms. We're thinking of transferring production there.

So we'd send you there to set everything up.

You'd have to move there for a bit.

- To Tangier? For how long? - A year or 2.

Depends. Would that be a problem?

No. Of course not.

We're studying viability:

Labour costs, transport, legislation, fiscal issues, etc.

I want you to check it.

Both of you will handle the negotiations.

There are some aspects of Moroccan legislation that...

One second, Clara. Moroccan legislation?

Both of us? You said that I would handle this alone.

Yes, of course. Naturally,

but this way Clara will see how we do things at Dorian.

Fine, OK, OK.

Hey! Excuse me.

Lluís! Lluís! Why do you hate me?

- What have I done...? - This is my project.

Naturally. I just want to learn the ropes.

Lluís. A visitor insists on seeing you.

- Who is it? - Vicenç Palau's wife.

- She's a bit... upset. - Do you want me to leave?

Let her wait 45 minutes. Then then let her in.

No, come and see how things are done.

Very good.

OK.

She said they pulled her bag as they tried to rob her,

and she fell and bumped her head.

She called the police, who brought her here.

Very good. One moment...

Take this report, and stop by the reception desk.

- OK. - Thank you.

- Sara. - Oh, I didn't hear you.

When will the autopsy results be in?

The preliminaries, this afternoon.

Judge Cases wants a meeting at 7 o'clock this evening.

- Do you mind taking them yourself? - To his office?

- Yes. I have to go to the doctor. - I do too.

Are you not well?

No, I'm seeing the gynaecologist at 8pm.

It won't last long. He's merged all the cases.

Don't worry, good luck with the doctor.

Hi. It's what's left of me.

I only called to say I had a shitty day.

- Can I help? - No. Just needed to say it.

I'll call you later, OK?

Are you in a meeting?

With the clueless girl?

See you later. Bye.

Sílvia, sorry you had to wait, but we've had a shitty day.

- How's things? - I want to speak to you.

- I'm listening. - Privately.

Excuse me. Clara Salgado. Sílvia Climent, Vicenç Palau's wife.

- You've not met before. - Don't think so. Nice to meet you.

I wanted to call you. How's Vicenç?

Still asking why you shat on him.

- Shat on him? - Yes. You were friends.

- And we still are. - How can you be so cynical?

You made his life impossible.

I swear that I protected him as much as I could.

But his job requires dedication, 24/7.

- He knew he couldn't keep up. - What are you saying?

When Oscar was in hospital,

he spent 10 days on his damn PC in the waiting room,

while his son was connected to a machine.

- Vicenç did his bit... - We're not civil servants, Sílvia.

You don't check in for a few hours then go home in peace.

We have targets. If he can't meet them, jobs are in danger.

Vicenç was our worst rep and he knew that.

The decision he made reflects that.

Look...

I...

We're going through a rough time.

We... have two children and a mortgage.

- He doesn't know that I've come here. - Sílvia.

If you need money, you can count on me.

It's not the money.

What then? He made a decision. Is he going back on it?

I'm so stupid.

Why did I come?

- Oh, hi. - What?

- I need to speak to her. - Speak to her? She's barely alive.

But will she recover?

She has deep wounds. Many organs affected.

The next hours will be decisive. Now, excuse me...

Sure, go. You must be busy.

Hello. Judge Cases.

This afternoon, in my office.

Any more news, please let me know.

Here it is.

A 24-carat gold ring with the design you asked for.

Perfect. That's for you.

Good. Good day. Thank you.

Marisa will arrange it and we'll take it to Bueno tomorrow.

I have things to do.

- Do you want a hand? - It's better you don't. No.

- By the way, good job. - Thank you.

Guess what I'm about to do?

This isn't the best time.

- Are you in a meeting? - No. Autopsy.

Oh. I only wanted to tell you I'll be thinking of you.

How kind. My day is really messed up.

I've got to go to a meeting soon.

- But don't forget the appointment. - Yes, but...

I need to do the paperwork for the autopsy.

- I'll leave you to it. - Great. See you soon.

- What do we have? - Marks on her wrists,

as if from plastic ties.

Three blows that have left haematomas.

Dislocated fracture of the right clavicle,

probably due to the forced positioning of her arms.

- Let's take off the bag. - I'll help.

Taking off the bag, we can see her face is damp.

Slight tongue protrusion,

intense blue colour around her lips.

Before the results of an internal examination,

nothing makes me think it was anything but death by suffocation.

Perfect.

Both Judge Canals and Judge Comas have let me get on with it.

So, while we wait for the preliminary results,

let's group all four cases together.

I also want to say I'm disappointed with the latest leaks to the press.

This case has become a bit of a media circus.

That only complicates things.

- Elections coming up. - For whatever reason.

All I ask is for a bit of discretion.

- How is...? - She's still critical.

She lost lots of blood, and had a heart attack.

She's on a ventilator, under observation.

We still can't talk to her.

We've identified the condom wrapper we found on the third victim.

It's not a common brand.

You have to buy it in sex shops or online.

Here you are.

As for the plastic ties used to tie up the victims:

They're a common brand.

No fingerprints were found in the victim's apartment,

or anything to trace the killer's DNA.

Same modus operandi as the other three cases.

The door wasn't forced. Somehow he gained the victim's trust.

We're reviewing the CCTV near the victim's home.

Yes?

Bueno wants a video call with England.

- Now? - Is it a bad time?

No, but I need to go to the hospital with my wife.

Really?

It's nothing serious, but she shouldn't go alone.

I'll tell him you left. We can do it tomorrow.

He'll get angry. No, look.

If it's just comments on the report, you can handle it yourself.

- I don't know... - Take notes. We'll discuss it later.

No sweat, I'll handle it.

Lluís.

Is that yours?

Yes.

- Clara. - Yes?

I owe you one.

Do we have it?

Some details need confirming, but yes.

- Excellent. And Lluís? - He had to take his wife to hospital.

- To the hospital? What's up? - Some tests, I think.

The psychopath is a manipulator by nature.

He could be charming, but he has no empathy or remorse for his actions.

So, he won't stop until he's caught.

In this case, note two things:

The victims are elderly women who live alone.

And they are punished before they die.

Blows, sexual assault and death from suffocation

makes us think the killer wants them aware they will die.

The question is: Why?

No! Ah, ah! What are you doing?

You bloody idiot! You scared me!

You'll never grow up. Help me.

I don't know what you did yesterday,

but there are stains on your clothes that won't come out.

I had a nose bleed.

Go the doctor's. Check your blood pressure.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Don't say it like that. I'm not stupid, son.

I'm your mum. I know you better than you do.

- Though you tell me nothing. - What do you want to know?

Got a girlfriend? For example.

- But are you seeing anyone? - No, I'm not.

Why don't you tell me things?

Someone I know? Oh, yes! It's probably...

Just stop it! I'm not seeing anyone.

- No? - No.

And this? From your pants pocket.

I told you I don't like you sifting through my things.

Do you understand?

- By the way... - What?

- Montse called me today. - Which Montse?

Roger's mother. That pretty woman who's separated.

What does she want?

For you to take Adrià to her son's party.

- And what did you tell her? - That you would.

...it involves individuals from Eastern Europe.

The local police found a shotgun and a pistol,

but still haven't managed to catch them.

Two possible victims of the Granny Killer:

Empar Morell, 77 years old, found violently killed in her home.

And a young Dominican woman, Emilia Ponte,

currently in critical condition, in the Hospital Clínic in Barcelona.

The police hope she will help them identify the murderer

of at least four elderly women that lived...

- I have an appointment to deliver... - One second, please.

- How long since the extraction? - Not long.

My legs are still trembling.

- Please... - Sorry.

Take a seat. We'll call you.

Ah, the preliminary reports! Finally.

The bodies have the same injuries.

The victims died the same way as the others:

Asphyxia due to suffocation.

There was also sexual aggression, but again, we found no bodily fluids.

What I said?

It's all in the report. Fàtima's on the details.

By Tuesday we'll have the full report.

- Any questions? - Yes...

No, no more questions.

- Call me if anything comes up. - OK.

- Why must I bring a gift? - It's his birthday.

He didn't give me anything on mine.

Roger's stupid, he's always teasing me.

"Adrià, bread face. Adrià, bread face."

Next time, belt him one.

- They'll punish me. - But he'll stop teasing you.

- Hi! - Hello.

I'm glad you could come. Roger will be so happy.

What's this? No need...

All right, go!

- Fancy a glass of cava? - No, thanks.

- Listen... - Montse.

- Montse, can I ask you a favour? - What?

Something has come up. I can't stay for the party.

- Too bad. - I feel terrible.

Me too, but it's no big deal.

I'll be back to pick him up around 8pm. OK?

Sure, whenever.

If you want, he can stay the night.

Another time.

Dancing?

I don't like discos.

- Theatre? - No.

- Movie? - Nope.

- Romantic dinner? - Please just stop.

Tell me what you like. We can do it together.

You're making a big mistake passing me up.

Will you just let me work? They need these results.

Bloody Judge Cases.

- What? - He's a really annoying man.

Why do you say that? Tell me.

Because he loves making us rush around.

Always demanding reports and counter reports.

- He needs servants. - He's just doing his job.

With his home life, I'm not surprised he's always here.

- What? That's a shitty thing to say! - Calm down.

He's incredible, the best person you could imagine,

and you have no right to criticise him.

- You're not fit to lick his boots. - You'd think he were family.

- Are you related to him? - He's my uncle.

I wish someone loved me like he loves his wife.

- Have you taken the pills? - Yes.

Not for your heart, for your cough.

- They're in my coat. - Yeah, sure.

I just told you.

Don't have a coughing fit like before.

I confess, yesterday I was very down,

but today I'm happy to go to the Liceu.

Very bad angle on the bank camera. Hopefully the others are better.

- Oh... - What?

- I need a crap. - Too much information.

Do you get on with him? Isn't he a bit uptight?

- Who? - Judge Cases.

He's not paid to be nice.

You would have preferred Judge Comas.

- She's got something about her. - Yeah, she has.

- Do you know if she's married? - Yes...

- To her work. - Look who's talking.

Hello?

When?

- You look very elegant. - If you say so...

Shit! The court.

Hello? Yes, what's up?

When did it happen?

OK, see you soon. I'll be right there.

No, don't tell me: Something unexpected came up.

A death or something important for the investigation,

and you can't come.

It's the woman in Hospital Clínic.

She's conscious. I must take a statement.

And obviously you must go right now.

Go, go. I'll call Fàtima.

- Sure you don't...? - No. Why should I?

OK. I'll call her.

See you at the entrance.

I'll take you in the car, then I'll pick you up.

- Are you looking for something? - No.

Maybe... this?

You've rifled my pockets.

Is it a gift for her? Are you going to meet that woman?

What are you saying?

The phone call, work...

It's all an excuse to see that woman, Olga.

- Don't be ridiculous! - Who is it for? Who?

You haven't looked closely. It's an M.

M for Mercè! It's our anniversary soon.

You've ruined the surprise now!

- But... - You can keep it now.

Fàtima.

Yes, yes... I know you're working, but we need a favour.

Lluís!

Sara, fuck...

- 7 minutes late. - 7 minutes waiting for you!

- Have you brought the sample? - Yes, 2 hours ago!

- Hello. - Hello.

A lot of police around.

It's because of the woman who survived.

Only she can identify the murderer.

- Which woman? - I told you before.

- Sir? Hello. - Yes.

I want to know how Emilia Ponte is.

Is she still in ICU?

- Are you a relative? - Yes, more or less.

Well... yes.

She's out of Intensive Care.

Can she have visitors?

No, sir. She died this afternoon.

Want to talk to a doctor?

Can you see everything OK?

Right. First we'll introduce the speculum.

Núria, you open.

Slowly. That's right, gently, very good. That's it.

Perfect. Good, good. That's very good. Right.

Now pay attention, Samuel, Aida, we'll introduce...

using this cannula,

the sperm that we previously selected and treated at the laboratory.

Little by little... Can you see, Samuel?

- Yes. - Come closer.

What we're trying to do is reach the patient's uterus...

like that...

to deposit them inside.

Aida, can you see OK?

Correct.

Sara, are you ready?

Let's go.

Bingo. That's it. They're in.

We take it out slowly. Want to try, Aida?

Take it out gently.

Gently. With me. Just like that. Very good.

And now, we take out the speculum.

Are you OK, Sara? All right.

- Do you know her? - Who?

- That judge, Olga...? - Comas?

- Yes. She's nice. - Is she young?

Good grief, you've got a warped mind.

You're crazy!

Shall we get a Chinese?

- I'm fed up with fucking fried rice. - Order something else.

At least with rice you know what you're eating.

- Why don't we try Japanese? - Raw fish? No, thank you.

Wait, wait...

Rewind it.

Look.

- Oh, my God, our victim. - And her secret admirer.

Closer, handsome. Let's have a picture of you.

Stop the tape and enlarge the image.

Happy birthday!

You heard the doctor. You need rest.

Yes, I told Andreu that I'd miss a day.

He needs to start getting used to it.

When the baby comes, there'll be maternity leave.

You could be off for a year.

- A year? - What? 6 months at least.

We'll see.

4. It's your right. If I could, I would.

OK, why don't you ask Bueno?

- What? Paternity leave? - Of course.

No way. He's so old-fashioned...

Look, how cute!

- I love it. You? - It's a bit knackered.

Well, we could strip it and varnish it.

What? It needs repainting.

See the detailing... I really like it.

I like it.

Sara? Love? You're trembling.

Let's go home.

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

You wanted to phone, you got distracted...

We could find him a girlfriend or something.

I'll revive him.

Cod with a slap!

You left us high, dry and penniless,

and we just eat dinner like nothing happened.

- The cod. - Great.

It's a very strange meeting. It seems... invented.

I want to know who I did the autopsy on.

This is an armoured vehicle. And these men accompanied him.

It's that one!

- Are you completely sure? - Completely.

Hard! Just like that!

Just like that! Just like that!

In 2 weeks we're going to Tangier.

When did you plan to tell me? In Tangier?

We want to know where you were that night.

- I need some fresh air. - Sara... Sara!