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- Good morning! - Morning!

- Where's Paola? - Her shift hasn't started yet.

Goddamn it.

Good morning.

Hey! Whenever you're ready, sweetheart.

Coming.

Sorry.

- More coffee? - Please.

- Thanks. - Sorry.

What the hell is wrong with your sister?

I don't know.

When she gets here, tell her she's fired.

Maybe she's sick or something. She hasn't been answering her phone.

You stopped by her place?

I thought I was gonna see her here.

THE UNDRESSER STILL AT LARGE

The bill, please.

Table 5 is calling.

I have her photo.

Let's see.

She's pretty.

Keep it.

I want to file a missing persons report.

But you saw her yesterday, right?

I've been reading the news. What if she was taken by The Undress--

The Undresser.

Enough.

Do you know how many people came today

to tell me that this son of a bitch took their sisters?

Seven.

And do you know how many returned home as if nothing had happened?

All of them.

I suggest you go back home.

Fix yourself a relaxing tea. Read a book.

Paola?

I'm worried about her.

Look.

The fact that she didn't go to work

doesn't mean that something bad happened to her.

People have secrets, that's all.

Pao?

Fucking cat.

It happens all the time, and it's always the same.

- She wouldn't have left her cat alone. - No.

Without food.

Cats are resilient. Trust me. I have three.

That's not like her.

Look, usually in these cases, they are with the boyfriend.

- Feed the cat. - You don't understand,

she doesn't have a boyfriend.

Are you sure?

There you are, all worried about her,

and one day, they show up and start talking about their new man.

Look, ma'am, stop wasting my time.

We have actual work to do.

So, you are not eating with us?

I told you, I can't leave before my shift ends.

You know that, honey. Please. Grandma will stay with you.

Mom, you know I hate Grandma's cooking. It's horrible.

Hey, stop whining.

Ignore him, Mom.

Bye.

I can make you Milanese for dinner. How does that sound?

If my mommy doesn't cook for me, I won't eat.

- Are you okay? - No, I don't know if I'm okay.

I'm terrified, I think. Or nervous. I don't know.

Two weeks isn't enough to get ready, I think.

I'm sure you know everything you need to know.

- Yeah. Sure? - Of course.

Am I doing the right thing?

Yes.

- Yes. - Yes?

Yes, you're doing the right thing.

- Yeah? You think? - Yes.

I believe so. You jumped out of a plane, right?

- Yes. - Did the parachute open?

Yes. Yes, it opened.

Do you know what your problem is?

You are too hard on yourself.

What you don't know now, you'll learn later.

One step at a time. It's all good.

But I'll take the kids' side

because your mom's Milanese isn't as good as yours.

Thanks.

The resurrection of the body,

and the life everlasting.

Good morning, Dad.

IN COLD BLOOD

You seriously want to be late on your first day?

Of course not, Mommy.

I thought you said The Undresser would be old news by now.

Well, Mr. President, we have been able to gain back some lost ground.

- The inquiries-- - Then, Emilio,

please explain this fucking headline!

Call PIPSA. And choke these fuckers out.

With all due respect, Mr. President,

I don't think that the government would benefit

from a headline that says we are censoring the media.

Then catch that motherfucker once and for all!

Did you hear me, you fuck?

We're working on it, Mr. President.

Double and triple shifts. I have everyone following--

I'm tired of your excuses, Emilio.

Your work was simple.

Take control of the narrative and change the image of the police.

Can you do it or should I call someone else?

Have a nice day.

You didn't come home again last night.

I'll sleep after I catch this asshole.

Have you spoken to Dad?

Kind of.

You know he'll never accept you being here, right?

A sewing club, that's what we get now. Shit.

Who knows?

It's not so bad having a few skirts around here. Right?

Cut your bullshit.

Someone needs to tell those broads that they shouldn't--

They shouldn't what?

Lozano?

Why are we fucking around, Romandía?

Hey. Is it true they had to drag you out of some shit brothel?

Exotic cabaret.

See, guys? How serious this all is?

It's so serious they had to bring a bouncer to be in charge of this nonsense.

That badge doesn't make you a cop.

Do you want to lose it again?

That's what I thought.

Please, sit down.

Hello.

How are you doing?

- Hi. - Hi.

- Hi. - How are you?

What a beauty.

Ladies, how are you?

Fine, thanks.

I'm here to wish you luck on your first day.

And to remind you that out there,

you represent the police force of the city.

So...

smile.

Always smile. Let me see.

Fuck, yeah. Captain.

We will sort you into four squadrons of four.

Pérez, López, Carrión, Hernández. Hundido Park.

Sánchez, Aedo, Rodríguez, Astorga. La Alameda.

De la Torre, Camacho, Herrera and Cruz. Santiago Park.

Now go get your equipment.

Have a wonderful first day.

Thank you.

Miss Herrera.

Yes, sir. Gabina Herrera.

- Gabina Herrera. Right? - Yes, sir.

Captain Herrera's daughter, Station Chief, right?

Yes, sir.

Excellent.

I think that you, more than anyone,

understand the importance of what we're doing here.

- Of course, sir. - And not everybody understands that.

No, Chief.

That's a problem.

Let's change that, Gabina!

And the only way to do it is by telling stories.

Real, human, and true stories.

- Do you follow? - Not really.

I want to tell your story.

"Gabina Herrera.

Daughter of a decorated police commander.

Sister of three officers from the Mexico City police force."

And now you, dressed in blue, keeping the tradition alive.

You'll be the cover girl for Gran Hogar magazine.

So, you want me to appear on the magazine's cover?

Yes. You.

And your father.

- No. - Why not?

- Because he doesn't like this. - What is it that he doesn't like?

- Being in the limelight. - Really?

- No. He hates it. - That's too bad.

- Yes. - It doesn't matter, Gabina. We have you.

And that's what matters.

So, when you are done with your shift, meet me in the conference room.

- What do you think we'll get? - A .22.

- Cool. - No, a semiautomatic. The good stuff.

Who do you want to kill?

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Do you know where we can pick up the rest of the equipment?

What rest of the equipment?

Our firearms.

How the fuck are we not going to get firearms?

I believe it's a bureaucratic issue.

There is still some paperwork left to do.

- When will it be done? - I don't know.

What are we supposed to do with this?

It has coins so you can call the police in case you witness any illegal activity.

You heard him, right?

- Did you hear him or not? - Yes, Val. Calm down.

So we, being the police, are going to call the police?

What about the whistle?

In case such activity is coming towards you, you blow it.

In that case, Captain, you can blow it yourself.

You seem to have experience doing it.

- Valentina. - What?

You better keep her under control.

She's gonna be fine.

She's gonna be unemployed.

And where are our squad cars?

And to think that we believed them.

I think you are being unreasonable.

- Me? - Yes, you.

I'm not being reasonable?

They lied to us. Do you find lying reasonable?

The delays are a thing.

My brother lost his cuffs once.

He said they were stolen, but I'm sure he just misplaced them.

Well, the thing is that it took four months to have them replaced.

Whenever he arrested someone he had to use a rope.

Poor guy, he was so ashamed.

It's better not to carry firearms.

Statistically, the presence of a gun increases the chance of violence

instead of decreasing it.

- Is that so? - Studies prove it.

Plus, 71% of officers never fire their guns while on duty. Not once.

- You heard that, Val? It's good to know. - Yeah, great.

- Hi. - Hi.

Your job is the best.

Thank you, young lady.

My husband is a pilot.

What airline are you working for?

Now, let's get to work.

Thank you.

Could you help me find the Museum of Mexico City?

Anything I can do for you, gentlemen?

Would you like to join us for some coffee?

No. Of course not. I'm on duty.

A quarter mile south, another quarter mile west.

And you're there.

Who do you think I am? The editor?

I've only been working at the newspaper for three months.

We have a story, Lucas.

Whistles instead of guns.

- They lied to us. - I thought they said it was a delay.

That's what they say. They ain't gonna admit it.

Val, a delay in the Mexican government is not news.

What happened to you?

What are you talking about?

Why don't you just admit that you're scared, asshole.

When you are outraged, you want everyone to be outraged with you.

No. But--

That was an important call.

- Those coins are for official use only. - Well,

I had to officially let off some steam.

Why do you insist so much?

He has a new girlfriend.

It's not serious. They are not going to last.

She's-- How do they say? She's just the rebound.

Ostin! Ostin! Ostin!

- Let's go. - María.

- What's going on? - Ostin!

- I can't find Ostin. - Who's Ostin?

- My dog. - What does he look like?

He's small. White with brown spots.

Don't worry. We'll help you find him.

No, actually we won't because that's not our job.

- So you can go now, kid. Bye. Thanks. - No, wait.

That's actually our job.

We were asked to help, and he needs our help.

Why do you always have to do what you're told?

Even as a kid, you could never color outside the lines.

Because that's what they are there for.

I didn't become a police officer to go around chasing lost dogs.

And you?

And you?

- You see? No one. - See what?

That we're not gonna do it.

My brothers and I settle everything with a coin toss.

I'm in.

- Okay. - Okay. Tails.

Ostin!

Ostin?

Ostin!

Ostin.

Ostin!

- Call him. - Ostin!

Ostin. Hey, buddy, come here.

I found him!

Hi.

Mystery solved. Can we go now, girls?

Look, here.

Hey, come here, boy.

Come. He's so cute!

Look. Look.

Look.

What is it?

What is it?

Keep these people out, please.

- What is it? - Looks like another Undresser victim.

Same traits: woman with dark brown hair.

Underwear. Feet, ankles and wrists tied.

Cause of death?

Most likely she was strangled, but the autopsy will confirm it.

- Jewels, belongings? - A necklace.

Okay, take it to the station.

Get it examined. We might get a fingerprint.

Anything else?

We swept the zone, but nobody saw a thing.

Listen to me. Sweep it again.

- We need a fucking witness, man. - Okay.

Shit.

Who found the corpse?

You won't like it.

- You found the corpse? - No.

I did.

Anything else we should know, Vaca?

A puppy led them to the corpse.

But when we arrived, we found this one had covered it with her coat.

And why the hell would someone contaminate the crime scene?

To show respect.

Respect?

I'm gonna give you a piece of advice, girl.

If you want to help the dead girl, first, you respect the crime scene.

And then, if possible, you respect the corpse.

Understood?

- Understood? - Understood.

- Has she been identified? - Not yet.

Okay, let's check all the lists of missing persons.

- We have to find something. - Okay.

There's a shoeprint next to the body.

Maybe you should make a cast.

Díaz.

Register the shoeprint.

- Vaca. - Yes, sir?

Get them out of here, please.

Take their statements back at the station.

Let's go. That's enough for today.

Let's go!

I'm free to decide what I want or don't want to do.

If you don't understand, that's your problem.

You want to be free? Get out of my car.

- María. - What?

Didn't she remind you of...

Who?

Natalia.

Why would you say that?

She didn't look like her at all.

I didn't say that they look alike, I said that she reminded me--

Forget it.

How's your first day going?

Fine, I guess. But--

Good, right? You've calmed down. You see? There's no problem.

Yes, well, it was still a strange day.

Perhaps this will cheer you up.

Hello, Mom?

- Hi, sweetie. - Hey, I was talking to her.

Guess what? I told my teacher that you're a cop and you're catching criminals.

She caught a criminal?

Mom, is it true that you caught a criminal?

- One at a time. - No, honey.

Today was only my first day.

She said that the real criminals were the police.

That's her point of view.

Well, she's wrong. She's crazy.

- Mom, when are you coming home? - At seven.

Don't forget to do your homework, okay?

I miss you so much. Put your dad on the phone.

- Yes. - We love you.

- Hello. - Hello.

It helps a lot hearing your voice.

What strange thing happened today?

Lozano wants to meet with you about the corpse.

- Now! - Yes, I'm coming.

- We'll talk later, okay? - Are you sure?

I have to go. See you later.

- Okay, bye. - Bye.

Detective, here they are.

They just brought in a suspect.

He's a big guy, stocky. Balding, beard.

He's at least thirty years old.

He works at the park.

Did any of you see him during your shift?

- No. - No.

Are you sure?

Here he comes.

Listen. I want these statements ready on my desk before you leave.

- You can do that later. Let's go. - We're going.

Come on, come on. Walk.

I can't. I can't.

I can't get her face out of my mind.

It's awful.

Can you imagine what she went through?

Can you imagine how frightened she was?

She's with God now.

She's not with God,

she's in the fucking morgue on a metal slab.

She's naked, and she's alone.

That's just her body. Her soul is with God.

I'm glad you think that way because then you can explain.

Do you think that the son of a bitch who did that to her has a soul too?

We all have souls. That's what the Bible says.

No, that's what people like you say.

With your God's plan.

It's not my God's plan. It's the God's plan.

My grandma says that in chapter 29 of the book of Jeremiah--

Then what the fuck are we doing here?

Can you explain why the fuck we are looking for The Undresser

if, at the end of the day, all these murders are part of God's fucking plan?

Valentina, leave her alone.

I can finish her statement.

Are you okay?

- Are you okay? - I didn't mean to upset her.

His boss says that he has 24-hour shifts.

And he only has to check in with him once a week.

This means that the suspect could be absent for long periods of time.

And he only answered to this man and that's it.

Our statements, Detective.

- Anything else? - No.

Besides, he's already been in jail for sexual assault.

What else do we need to put him behind bars?

According to the psychiatric evaluation,

that case was dismissed when he turned 17.

He showed signs of being mentally retarded.

Mentally retarded. A pervert is a pervert.

I know, Lozano. But we need proof.

And speaking of potential proof...

Come on, Sofi. Take a seat next to me.

Let's see the prints.

The prints match.

Gentlemen...

Take this file to the notary. Have him redact the confession.

- We should call his mother. - No.

Not until we have his signed confession.

Lozano, come with me.

Margarito.

Do you know this woman?

Tito?

Tito.

Do you know this woman?

- Coffee, anyone? - Thanks, darling. You read my mind.

Do you think she's pretty?

She went for a walk in the park where you work.

You saw her, right?

You saw her and you wanted to talk to her, isn't that right?

Since you wanted to talk to her, you approached her, right?

But she rejected you.

And you got mad, right?

You got really mad, Tito, didn't you?

Why did you do this?

Where are you going, man?

Sit down. Here!

"March 29th, 1971.

The suspect followed Paola Machado Rojo.

He approached her, he talked to her."

And you killed her, fucker.

Why did you do it, Tito?

Why did you do this to them, Tito?

Take a good look because you're gonna pay for it, fucker!

You'll sign the confession. And you'll pay for this.

Take the fucking pen, Tito! And you're going to sign...

He can't understand what you're saying. Don't you realize?

What the fuck are you doing here? Get out, now!

- Yes, I was just leaving. - You are going to sign, Tito!

- Please, don't touch anything. - All right.

Gabriela, my dear.

- Gabina. - Gabina. Beautiful name.

I have a surprise for you. Well, a big surprise.

Isn't that right, Commander?

So, I was thinking... Gabina on the cover: good.

But father and daughter on the cover: excellent, incredible.

And I said to myself, "Let's see how much your dad hates the limelight." Right?

That's why I called you, right, Commander?

Let's go.

Let's get to work.

That's it.

All right, let's get started.

Commander, can you get a little closer to your daughter?

Please?

Commander, you think maybe you could give your daughter a hug?

Hug her, Commander. Hold her.

A big smile now.

Smile, Commander.

- That's it! Great! Great. - Another one.

Blue. Blue. Come here.

The victim's sister is over there.

She's here to identify the body. Take her to the morgue.

What? Me?

Am I talking to someone else or what?

I need to be home by seven. I promised my family.

I don't care if you promised the pope.

Come here. Come.

You do as you're told, is that clear?

Besides, women are better at this type of bullshit anyway. Here.

Good evening. Jessica Machado?

- Yes. - I'm María de la Torre.

Sorry for being so late, I was working.

Come with me.

Is Paola okay?

Excuse me?

They told me they had information about my sister.

Is she in trouble?

They didn't tell you anything else?

Like what?

Have a seat. Please.

- Your sister... - Paola.

Paola.

We found a body in the park this afternoon.

What?

We need you...

to tell us if it's Paola.

Kitten.

- Is she your sister? - Paola.

This is Paola.

What have they done to you, kitten?

No!

Speak of the devil.

Were you talking about me?

Maybe.

Are you alone?

Yup. You?

Yes.

Interesting.

You were upset on the phone.

Because of the guns.

Yes, I'm upset about the guns.

I did some digging.

I don't think that you not getting firearms is a bureaucratic issue.

Isn't it a fucking delay?

Do they simply believe that it's not moral for women to carry firearms?

What a fucked up day!

Do you want to come in?

I can't.

You can't?

Or you won't?

- Good night, Val. - Yeah, good night.

You wanted to see me?

Two firsts.

Your first corpse on your first day.

For what it's worth...

The Undresser confessed.

What?

He'll appear before the judge tomorrow morning.

I'm sorry but he was coerced to sign. He's not mentally stable.

Of course he isn't. He murdered six women.

- But-- - I understand.

You saw your first corpse, but that's why we have the evidence.

I was there, Captain.

They beat him, he couldn't even speak, there were three officers.

- He couldn't even grab-- - Stop!

Not another word about this.

I'll tell you another thing, and you'll thank me for it.

Your husband doesn't want to hear any of this either.

Don't take this home with you.

Trust me.

I have an ex-wife to prove it.

Go home. It's late.

Good night.

Can I give you a ride?

It's here.

Could you tell me about that night?

She was in such a hurry to leave. How could I not be suspicious?

Can you wait for me?

No. I'm already late, and you're always telling me to be on time.

If only you'd tell me what you are late for.

- Bye. - Paola, this city is very dangerous.

I came out a minute later, but she was gone.

I just saw a car.

It had a white top.

Parked at the end of the alley, but with the engine running.

Had you ever seen that car before?

Never.

He looked like a complete stranger.

Was it a normal thing for her?

What?

Getting into strangers' cars.

What are you saying?

What I'm trying to say is--

If it was normal for her to get into strangers' cars.

Like a prostitute?

No.

You're calling my sister a prostitute.

No, no, of course not.

Jessica.

How dare you say something like that about someone you never even met.

Shame on you.

- Thank you. - Goodbye.

Commander. Thank you for your valuable time.

And you, Gabina.

"You rock, baby," as young people say nowadays.

Don't you think she was wonderful, Commander?

Dad.

Thank you for accep--

The simple fact of putting me in this position.

This is not a joke.

You don't know what's out there.

I tried to warn you. I tried to take care of you.

Don't look me in the eyes unless I ask you to!

You are no longer welcome in the house.

Mom. What are you doing here?

I'm here to save you.

Mom, how was work? Amazing?

Go wash your hands. Where's your brother?

He threw a tantrum over Grandma's food.

- Honey. - Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

We were worried.

You're right, I'm sorry. I was late.

- I lost track of time. - María!

Where did you hide the ketchup?

I didn't hide it. It's in the pantry, Mother.

I don't think kids should eat ketchup. Right?

Thank you, Mom.

Thank you for everything.

Why did you call her?

Because we were hungry. Don't change the topic.

You know I supported you through everything.

Everything.

But I need to know. The kids need to know.

What's wrong? Can we count on you or not?

Do you know how many times we've had to have dinner without you

- because of a last-minute meeting? - I don't want to fight.

I dropped Acapulco to be with you, to be with the kids.

But if you tell me it won't happen again, I'm satisfied with that, okay?

I love you.

Alex, Mom's home. Come down to dinner.

- We are ready. - We are ready.

We are ready.

I don't think I should go back to the police.

Why not?

We found the body of a 24-year-old woman in the park.

That's terrible.

Then my partner, Valentina, yelled at me

because I told her that the victim's soul was with God.

She told me The Undresser has no soul.

But clearly, she hasn't read the Bible.

She was probably angry.

Because she's wrong.

Not necessarily.

You always say that the victims' souls go with God.

Yes, yes, but not everyone thinks like we do.

Then, who's right?

- Both of you. She doesn't-- - I don't understand how.

She believes what she believes. And so do we.

We must accept people how they are, and not how we want them to be.

Your hot cocoa is getting cold.

Everything okay?

Yeah. I'm making Milaneses for the kids.

I heard on the radio that there was another victim of The Undresser.

Yes.

In a park?

Yes, I heard about it.

That's terrible. Is that why you were off?

No. No, I was nervous about my first day.

You know, I saw a beautiful car.

It was a new car with a white top. Are those expensive?

Well, they're not cheap. Because they're imported.

But if you'd like a car like that, when I make partner I can buy you one.

Cadillac, like the one from the commercial. You know the one?

Yes, of course. It's beautiful.

The news is about to start.

Okay.

Okay?

- You're beautiful. - Thanks.

Are you expecting a call?

No.

Hello?

Wait a minute.

Captain Romandía is calling you.

Hello?

De la Torre.

Did you interrogate the victim's sister?

She needed a ride.

I just spent half an hour convincing her not to report you,

and I don't know if I did the right thing.

- I'll catch up with you, honey. Yeah? - Okay.

De la Torre!

Yes, sir.

I'm sorry, but it seems that the victim, Paola,

got into a car the night she was killed.

So what?

It was an expensive car.

The kind of car a park ranger couldn't afford.

Enough.

None of that matters because the guy is already dead.

What?

He was found dead in his cell after having signed his confession.

Today at 1300 hours and 24 minutes...

...responding to an emergency call

in Jardín de Santiago Park in the District of Tlalpan,

the Mexico City Police Department

found the lifeless body of Paola Machado.

After presenting irrefutable evidence against him,

one person was arrested.

The gardener who goes by the name Margarito Hidalgo Flores,

of approximately 35 years of age.

After being presented with irrefutable evidence against him,

the suspect finally confessed to his crimes.

Hours later, when he was taken to his cell,

the place where he would spend the rest of his days

haunted by the crimes he had committed,

the Tlalpan Undresser decided to take his own life.

With this death, tonight our city can finally rest.

- Good news at last. - Sir.

Good evening back home.

The Tlalpan Undresser left six victims in his wake.

And a whole city in terror.

But the night is darkest right before dawn.

And the Mexico City police has reacted with courage.

I was there, Captain.

He didn't want to talk and they beat him.

There were three officers.

- He couldn't even grab-- - Stop!

Listen to me very carefully.

You can't interrogate anyone.

You are not a detective.

The Undresser's case is closed.

Good night.

BROWN COLOR WHITE TOP

LINKED MURDERS OF WOMEN

POLICE WITH NO CLUES MURDERS ON THE RISE

In the next episode...

THE UNDRESSER CAPTURED!

From now on, you will be alternating between the station and the parks.

Do you need help?

If I say yes, will you leave?

I would like to make sure that Tito Flores was The Undresser.

Jessica Machado believes

that her sister got into a car with a white top

the night she was murdered.

And the day Margarito was arrested, they mentioned his mother.

We could talk to her.

MURDERER

You've been gone so long that you've forgotten how things work?

Where can I find the pair for this shoe?