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Where'd you get the ring?

I'll break his legs, and smash up your pretty face.

It doesn't fit.

You'd be the first female director of the institute.

Don't deny it. Admit you're in love!

Hide that phone and say nothing.

- Don't tell anyone. - See what you've done?

Tell me everything, or you'll be an accomplice.

- Accomplice to what? - Murder.

We've filed a complaint in court against Dr Sara Grau.

Know how long it takes to die with a bag on your head while being raped?

What's up, Tyson?

There are two envelopes: One for Fàtima,

and one for you.

Ismael Fajardo?

I only killed one. And it was a job.

We all have to face the consequences of our actions.

Víctor?

Víctor? Are you here?

Víctor?

Víctor!

Víctor?

Víctor? Fuck!

Come on, Víctor. Answer me!

Víctor, answer me.

Víctor?

Víctor?

Víctor?

Víctor.

Víctor!

My love.

My love...

Víctor!

My love. Hey, love!

Víctor!

Víctor.

No, no!

Víctor...

Wait. Víctor.

Víctor!

An ambulance, please! I need an ambulance!

NIGHT AND DAY

EPILOGUE

I don't understand.

Forget it.

Hey.

Hey, how are you?

You can imagine. I have to give a statement tomorrow.

Yeah, the swine filed charges, eh?

- Fuck him. - Yeah.

And you two?

Fine. Miren is really happy.

Her grandparents introduced her to many of her cousins.

- Staying another day? - Yeah. Looks like it.

When you get back, I won't be here.

- Why? What do you mean? - I found a flat.

Yeah, in Poble Sec.

It's nothing much, but for me alone it's fine.

- Aitor? - What?

Nothing. I thought we got cut off.

No, I was listening.

Anyway, tomorrow I'll call Lluís,

get my things, rent a van and...

I don't want you to leave.

What?

I don't want you to leave.

Listen,

Miren and I, we really like...

having you at our home.

Hell, I like having you here, OK?

I like hearing you sing in the shower.

I like how you listen to Miren when she talks to you.

How you laugh at me when I'm a pain, because I am.

I love your handwriting, Sara. I love how you watch TV.

How you're sleeping in my bed, even if I'm not.

I even like how you snore at night.

I like everything about you, Sara.

Everything you do. Everything you say.

- I... - Aitor.

What?

I don't snore...

Sorry... I don't.

Yes, you do.

Are you serious?

Ask Miren.

Can I ask you a question?

I love it when you do.

Since when?

For a long time.

Since the first day.

See? This trip was good for something.

We'll talk when you're back.

- Right? - Don't take that flat.

I signed the contract.

Fuck.

Well, we should hang up, right?

Yeah.

You first, or me?

Don't start that. I mean...

At the same time...

- One, two, three, hang up. That's it. - Yeah, hang up.

Come on.

Come on, hang up.

- Yeah, hang up. - Are you hanging up?

Come on Aitor, don't make this hard.

Good night, Sara.

Good night.

Bye.

Bravo. Took your time!

Been here long?

- The whole time. - The whole time? But...

Come on.

- You could've said it clearly. - More clearly?

You didn't say you loved her.

Listen, don't you know it's rude to spy?

- You're not ashamed of spying? - Not me. You?

Damn.

I was going to call you.

24 hours.

What?

You have 24 hours to come for your shit. I'll be out.

If I come back and find it here, I'll dump it.

Lluís, that's why I called. I can't today.

I've got a busy day.

Why? How many men are you meeting?

I have to testify in court. I'll come tomorrow.

I guess that's why you're in the paper?

Yes.

I'm the one who comes off worse in this! The cuckold!

Lluís, listen a sec.

Why don't we meet and talk calmly?

I've got nothing to say to you!

If you don't come today, I'll burn it all.

Poor Fàtima.

- She's really in the shit. - As classy as ever.

- Are you testifying today? - Yeah.

How are you?

You know.

If you want, we can talk about it over dinner.

I'd love to, but I've got to move my stuff.

What a pain.

Yeah.

- So you aren't getting back together? - No.

No and no.

Sara, got a minute, please?

Yeah.

Sorry, Pol.

Seen this?

FATAL ATTRACTION

There are things about you here that...

What can I do?

You're owed some holidays. Why not take them now?

Yeah.

Anyway.

- What? - What I mentioned before...

Maybe it's not the best time to recommend you for my job.

So, we won't have a female director.

I'm sorry. Really.

Look, you don't need to finish the autopsy.

Andreu, I don't leave things half finished.

Sara, it's just that... No. Nothing.

Is everything OK?

Cut.

...and bring us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Aren't you an atheist?

I am, but your mother believed.

Tomorrow, we'll go to Hernani and meet more cousins. Good kids.

One's older than you.

He's 19. Studying engineering.

- Plays in a band. - Yes, the drums.

- He's got a mop of hair... - Excuse me.

And Asier is 14.

We said you'd be there and they're excited.

- Yeah? - Aitor?

- Who is this? - Are you fucking my wife too?

Lluís?

She's good, eh? Obviously. She's had experience.

Listen, I'm not...

- Sara's at my place. That's all. - Yeah.

I can imagine. You've got a cheek.

Snake in the grass. Fucking other guys' wives.

Lluís, listen to me. You're making a big mistake, OK?

- Sara has made a decision. - Go to hell.

Lluís?

Lluís?

Aitor, I was telling Miren

that we're off to a friend's restaurant for lunch.

To try some real meat.

- Sorry, I just got a call and... - What's wrong?

I have to go back to Barcelona.

- When? - Today. Now.

- What? - Yeah.

You stay. Stay a few days, OK? It's a work thing. OK?

Sorry.

Well, let's go.

The judge told me to find someone...

one of the Russians, to kill his wife.

But you didn't contact any Russians.

He was offering so little, I had to do it myself.

- Following some guidelines. - Some what?

You received instructions from Judge Cases?

Yes, he told me exactly how it must be done.

I was shocked because it was crazy,

but he insisted: "Exactly like this!"

All the details. Like the Granny Killer.

Judge Cases said that? Like the Granny Killer?

Yes, ma'am. I mean, Your Honour.

It wasn't easy. I want that clear.

I'd never killed anyone before. Thumped, yes, but killing...

is different. And a lady like that...

I chugged a few drinks and did a few lines.

And still my stomach turned, but you have to do what you must!

Life's a bitch. Excuse me.

I mean, things are messed up.

I needed a way to stop Wendy whoring.

Sorry, prostituting.

- Ms Pilar Valls. - Wendy, yes.

- Was she aware of...? - No. She knew nothing.

Only that I had a job, but no details.

- Can I say something? - If it's related to the case.

I'm not a good person.

I've committed assault. I've robbed. I've swindled.

I've sold drugs and I've shit on loads of people.

But although I'm a bastard,

I'm not a serial killer like the ones in films.

I admit I killed the invalid woman.

But no one else, Your Honour. No one else. I swear to God.

I swear on Wendy, the thing I love most in life.

Is that everything?

Yes.

You don't deserve this, OK?

I'm here. Nobody will hurt you, OK?

- Well, the bar is yours. - Thanks.

- Get some air! - Listen, dude.

None of that. Fuck off outside!

Fine.

About Fajardo...

Fucker...

He killed a judge's wife.

Who'd have thought it?

I thought he was a snitch, but there you are.

I have to admit, he's got balls.

He's not sung to the pigs about the coke.

He owes me money,

but I'm not one who forgets his friends.

What I'm saying is,

from now on I'll take care of you, girl.

No smoking in here.

What's wrong, Kung-Fu?

Don't fuck with me or this goes up your arse, OK?

Get me a beer.

Fucking chinks.

For now, we're done. Go work the streets.

I know a girl in the upper side.

Good clients. People with money.

It'll be great.

I'll treat you like a queen.

Right?

Let's go home.

Heard the news?

He paid to get his wife killed.

- You believe that? - No, of course not.

- That swine made all that up. - For sure.

Just two envelopes.

Nothing else.

It's his will.

It says I'm the only beneficiary.

He loved you like a daughter. The one he never had.

You knew him well.

Not as well as I thought.

And yours? Not opening it?

- Good Morning. - Morning.

- You don't have a lawyer? - No.

Didn't anybody say you should have a lawyer?

Yes. I know, but...

Right. With this charge, it's not necessary.

Your Honour.

Are you aware there is no evidence to back up these charges?

Your Honour, what she told the police made my client's life hell.

Not only that, he suffered a serious assault.

Did you have anything to do with that?

Absolutely nothing. I'm incapable of that,

- no matter the reason. - Where's your proof?

The men threatened Mr Ramos and said she'd paid them to beat him up.

So, there's no proof?

No, but we're requesting a restraining order.

Just a moment. Wait.

A restraining order. Why?

The person who assaulted your client wasn't her, was it?

- No, Your Honour. - Then, on what grounds

do you request a restraining order?

She reported him to the police

because she believed it was her duty.

She should not be punished for that.

Her only motive for saying that was animosity towards my client

and if she can accuse him of crimes he didn't do, then what else?

- He did do them. - Please.

He did it. I know he did.

See what I mean?

What I see is that this woman is completely convinced

that your client is the man who committed the crimes

and she shouldn't go around saying that,

but you've presented a report of harassment.

If you don't like what she says, file a complaint for slander,

then we can talk, OK?

I'd recommend that you don't say things you can't prove.

Excuse me.

Listen, I'm not crazy. I'm not doing this out of spite.

Ramos rang threatening me.

He told me things only the murderer knew.

Details of the bodies, the agony they suffered,

things that were never public. I'm telling you, be careful.

- Sorry, I can't talk. - Why defend him?

It's my job.

A woman defending a women's murderer?

There's no proof of that. In one case, he was with his mother.

You're wrong about Marc Ramos.

- Best you forget about this. - Be very careful.

I'm serious.

How are you?

Really handsome.

No?

It was him, wasn't it?

Fuck. Sorry.

I shouldn't have talked to that woman.

She gave you her card, right?

Yes.

Tell her to come see me.

But first, I want to ask you a favour.

- Yes? - Yes.

So? How did it go?

Denied everything. The judge rejected it.

What did you expect?

She said you made it up. She claimed she'd never hire...

What did you think she'd say?

Everyone lies to a judge.

You too?

Excuse me?

- She said you rang her. - Cheeky cow.

She said you told her things only the murderer could know.

Yeah. Do you believe her?

- I'm not sure. - Sure of what?

You told me the truth.

- That you didn't kill... - What are you saying?

- I want the truth. - What's your plan?

Hang me out to dry? Or what?

Look, you know what? Go fuck yourself.

I'll get another lawyer. A man.

A man who's got what it takes to not shit himself at the first hurdle.

If I don't find one, no problem. I'll defend myself.

Hey!

At fucking, you're OK, but as a lawyer, you're shit!

I put your trunks in, in case you go the beach.

Why aren't you coming?

I've got work.

- But you're not working now. - Another kind of work.

What do you have to do?

Listen, Adrià.

There are bad people who want to hurt us,

and I don't want anyone to hurt you, got it?

What will you do? Fight?

Do what I have to do.

Hey! You're going on a plane by yourself.

Like a grown-up!

You'll come for me, right?

Of course.

Know what? Maybe I'll stay a while in Malaga.

Us three? You, me and Mum?

We'll see.

- And Granny? - No. Not Granny.

You must press charges.

We were in the ring, we had gloves on.

For what? Forget that.

Let me show you something.

What?

Marina...

It's a little blurry, but you can recognise him.

They'd killed two lads from our platoon.

That night we got drunk, did some drugs,

and went hunting.

We grabbed two Arabs.

One had a Koran.

We wanted to scare them properly, but...

Ramos flew off the handle.

He grabbed one guy and said: "Let Allah save you, motherfucker!"

He put a bag on his head and took out his dick.

At first it was funny,

but then it wasn't.

Turn it off if you want. The next scene is worse.

My God...

Do what you want with it.

I'm done with it.

When they release me, we're leaving.

Will you take it to the police?

First, I want someone else to see it.

You're Marc's mother.

Do you know what your son's done?

What do you mean? Who are you?

I'm Sara Grau. I reported him.

I don't want to talk to you.

Your son isn't well.

- He committed those crimes. - It's not true.

He'll do it again while you cover up for him.

I don't have to talk to you.

He's killed old, defenceless women like yourself.

You're making it up. It's not him.

He's a good man and a good father.

And you're a...

- Look what he did. - No!

- Watch this. - I don't want to!

What's going on? We're in a church.

- That's your son! - I'll call the police.

He killed old, defenceless women like yourself.

Behave yourself,

and always remember what I told you.

Always.

- Is this the lad for Malaga? - Yes. Adrià.

Go on.

Go on.

- Bye, Dad. - Bye.

- Yes? - Lluís?

- Yes. - Hey, it's me, Lluís.

Listen, I can't come today. It's impossible.

Can we meet next week?

I don't want to see you again, ever.

Go today while I'm not there, or it all gets dumped.

Listen, please. Is it that hard?

Never mind. I'll figure something out.

I'll go there.

Bye.

What do you mean, bad things? Did he steal?

Commit adultery?

Worse.

They'd put him in prison.

I don't want them to.

My grandson is young.

We must try to understand those who went to war.

They have seen things we could never imagine.

When they come back, no thanks, no one understands them.

They're alone.

It's complicated, but you must be patient.

Some things can't be fixed through patience.

Patience and faith.

Our God, in his mercy,

forgives our sins when there is sincere repentance.

And if there isn't?

None are beyond saving.

God listens to us

and knows all the corners of our soul.

Consol?

Call Sara.

Not now, Aitor. I can't.

Do it!

He's doing the same thing. The ties, the plastic bag...

- Where did you get this? - From a guy who was with him in Iraq.

This is why they kicked them out.

This is horrific.

Fuck, Ramos.

Idiot, turn off the camera! Turn it off!

It ends here. There's no more.

We have to show the judge. We can arrest him again.

There's something else. The pattern. I was talking to his mother.

- His mother? - Yes. I followed her.

I went into church and spoke to her.

- You followed her? What? - One second.

The guy who gave me this said Ramos is obsessed with religion.

That in Iraq, he said religion is responsible for everything.

In church, there are mainly old women alone.

Maybe his victims... Maybe he chooses his victims there.

I was just thinking about that,

but Judge Cases's wife had a secular funeral.

She wasn't religious. It doesn't fit.

We'll check if the victims went to Mass.

Wait a minute. One of them lived near a church.

Another was a member of the parish.

The third, with all the crap?

A neighbour said she only left the house to go to church.

- The judge will want to talk to you. - Yeah, but...

Call her now. Maybe we can talk to her.

- Will you be back for dinner? - Yes, but I'm going out after.

Did you hear me? I'm meeting someone.

Who?

Someone who's expecting me.

- Sure it's Marc Ramos? - Very sure. Look. It's him.

Did you see?

The ties, the plastic bag.

What's up?

- What happened about this? - The video didn't get out.

Ramos and the other two were dismissed.

It was covered up.

Until now.

Arrest him.

- Hello, son. - Hi.

Dinner's nearly ready.

I'll have a shower.

Hello?

Hello, it's Sara Grau.

I'm at the house and the removal men aren't here.

A message?

Where? No.

Yeah. Can't they come back?

Yeah, I'm half an hour late and...

Yeah.

Yes. I'll call you next week, then.

OK. Fine. Bye.

Hello?

I don't want much.

It's your favourite.

Mushroom soup.

Then I'll have seconds, right?

- What else is there? - Croquettes.

And the boy? Did he get there?

- Did he call you? - Yeah. He's fine.

- I'll miss him. - He'll miss you too.

I went to church this afternoon.

What a surprise...

I spoke with the priest. Know what he said?

I don't know or care.

You should stop listening to those fucking priests.

He said during the war you all saw really ugly things that changed you.

Maybe he's right. War brings out the worst in men.

Bullshit.

You don't need excuses to cause pain.

Oh well.

No use talking.

Let's eat.

This soup smells strange.

Mum, what's in it?

Coriander.

At the market they said it's nice.

Sara Grau? It's the removal men.

We went to the address you provided and waited.

A bloke came out saying you weren't coming.

He seemed upset.

He said not to come back. You weren't moving.

Let us know your plans!

Lluís?

Where are you going?

Shit.

You said you'd be out.

I can't take it all today.

The removal men came, but I was late.

They'll come next week.

If you don't take it today, I'll get shot of it.

Come on. Let's do this right, please.

Maybe I'll get rid of you too.

- I don't want to talk. - Won't talk, will talk!

We'll talk. How's Aitor? The bastard!

I thought he was a poof. Give me a kiss.

Ugh! You reek of tobacco! Fuck! We'll talk!

We'll talk!

I'm not like your lovers in bars.

I'm a normal guy. Boring. Right, Sara?

I just wanted a house, a family, a child!

You prefer to be smacked around by a stranger, right?

- Please, Lluís. - Please, what?

I spent half my life with you. You think you can just leave?

You don't know me, Sara! You have no fucking idea who I am!

- I don't want to talk. - No?

You don't talk. You just fuck.

Let's fuck. Take off your clothes.

No, no!

You're still my fucking wife!

You're my wife!

Come here.

Like that, eh?

You should have said. I can hit too.

No!

Sara?

No!

Come here!

- Bitch! - Sara?

Hey, you bastard!

Arsehole!

Aitor!

Aitor! Hey!

Aitor, it's me. Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go.

You bitch!

You goddamn bitch!

- Sara! - Let's go!

Sara, you fucking bitch!

Sara!

Police!

Police!

Come on.

"Dear Magda,

none of this was your fault.

I spent my life dealing with bad people.

I didn't know I was one of them.

One of the worst.

I don't know why I did what I did.

Mercè didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve it.

Nobody deserves something like this.

Life will go on without me and my only consolation

is that the world might be a better place."

Results minus expectations.

"They say we all have a dark side.

"It's not true.

You don't have one. I do."

How is school?

"And there's only one way to erase it.

"Tear up this letter after you read it.

"Don't save anything of me. I don't deserve to be a memory.

"Only worry

about the future."