Original subtitles

Maybe that's the reason your dad didn't want you to be a cop.

He knew you'd eventually find out the truth about your family.

I get you, Gabina. Growing up I always felt like I didn't belong.

Everything was perfect on the surface.

But...

The truth is they always treated me like a stranger.

I'm going to tell you something I learned the hard way.

No matter what you do, or how hard you try, they'll never see you as one of them.

And I think that's okay. You know why?

Because you and I aren't like them.

We're better.

Maybe it's time to start from scratch.

To let go of our old ideas and start over.

That'd be nice.

It is nice.

Why don't we do something? I don't know, like a ceremony to leave the past behind.

What if I bring my uniform and you bring yours

and we throw them into the fire and leave everything behind.

What do you think?

You're nuts.

Why?

You want to quit your job too?

Yes, well, I wanted to protect the art of the city,

but I just tell people where the bathroom is.

I'm not doing that for the rest of my life.

- Okay! - Don't play with me.

I'm not playing.

Then, should I pick you up tomorrow at your place at 3:00 p.m.?

Yes.

Get ready for the first day of the rest of our lives.

- And don't forget your uniform. - I won't.

I'd walk with you, but I'm going to see my mother who lives nearby.

Your mom?

Yes, well, my foster mom.

She's my mom.

Sure.

- Thanks. - No. Thank you.

Forty-four horsepower.

Damn.

You scared me.

Sorry. It's just that it's so cool.

I see you took the back seats out, right?

There's plenty of room.

Thanks, but...

Your mom and I are going to take some time off.

Time off as a couple.

You're throwing him out of the house?

No. That's not what this is.

But you're leaving.

Yes, but he'll still come visit, honey.

Maybe not every day, but he'll be present, right?

Very.

Dad, I don't care if you didn't go to my school or that you work too much,

but stay, please.

- It's not that, honey. - Then why?

Alex, listen.

This isn't your fault, or mine. It's just that they want different things.

You're getting a divorce, aren't you?

No. Nobody said divorce.

Then, why are you leaving?

Mom, please say something! It's your fault he's leaving!

- Please say something! - Alex! Don't talk like that to your mom.

The one who made a mistake was me.

I was careless,

and selfish with your mom.

I was unfair to you also.

And there's no point in holding your mom responsible for this because she's not.

We're...

I am trying to find a way

to make things right.

Careless about what?

That doesn't matter.

What really matters is that you know

we'll still be a family.

Always.

I think I need help.

I need to see a doctor.

You feel sick?

No.

Not sick.

I meant a psychiatrist.

Who have you been talking to?

A lot of people.

No, Ángeles.

You know what psychiatrists do to people like you.

They lock them up in the nuthouse because they don't understand them.

Is that what you want?

I just want to ask some questions.

They'll answer your questions with cold showers and electroshocks to your head.

I think you're overreacting.

Your problem is not here, but here, and it's because of your parents.

- No. - Yes.

- No! - Yes it is!

- No! - Yes!

No!

I was like this before they were murdered.

And I'd like to know why.

And also if--

If what?

If I can change!

There's nothing wrong with you, and that's the end of it!

You may disagree with me,

but you said so yourself, two people can be right at the same time.

So we are both right.

We don't know where he is.

And to sweep the whole city would take too long.

It's been two weeks since his last victim.

He'll kill again.

We need to act now.

What am I supposed to do?

I was thinking of showing his face in the news--

No.

- Chief. - No.

Chief, listen to me please.

If the women in this city see his face and recognize him,

they'll be able to protect themselves from him.

This could save lives.

And if he sees himself on TV, he'll hide or move to another city or country.

We don't want any more victims.

We want to put him away in front of the cameras.

We want him to fucking rot in jail.

And that won't happen, Herrera, if you walk out that door like a moron

and tell the people we know what he looks like.

Make copies of this and circulate it internally.

MUSIC TO CHEER UP THE SOUL

They contradict themselves in the very demonstrations they organize.

- Hi. - Hello.

I overslept.

No, you slept just enough.

Sit down.

Come.

Here.

I'm not seven anymore, Dad.

Thanks.

THE TLALPAN UNDRESSER ATTACKS JOURNALIST

Lucas should be working.

It's not your fault.

I doubt he'd agree with you.

When a journalist investigates, he must face the consequences.

Like you, when you joined the police.

What about the consequences of being close to me?

I believe those of us close to you are very fortunate to have you.

All of us.

Eat something.

It will make you feel better.

Where are the others?

Valentina is still upset about Lucas.

And I don't know about Gabina.

Did you find something?

Yes. Follow me.

Everything we've read about his cruel behavior and lack of remorse,

his tendency to lie and manipulate people around him, are sociopathic traits.

That won't help us catch him.

We have no leads.

No name, no address--

These are not concrete leads, but they may help us understand him.

Well, we have his picture.

It's old but it's something.

Maybe someone will recognize him.

We should give this to Gerardo.

Okay, I'll give it to him.

I don't want to cause you any more trouble.

- No. - What?

We want to go with you.

So you can get suspended?

We'll face the consequences.

But we won't keep hiding for doing our job.

- Herrera. - What do you want?

We have news about The Undresser.

Like what?

We know his real name. Benito Lagunas.

Rosa Reyes Galván adopted him when he was ten.

What did I say would happen if you kept on investigating on your own?

We have a 15-year-old picture of him.

We know where he lived, and how he got the scar on his arm.

Scar?

A scar on his right arm, sir.

Come to my office.

Come on.

Blues...

DEAR BLUES, I CAME TO SAY GOODBYE.

I'LL EXPLAIN LATER. LOVE, GABINA.

Gera,

I know who The Undresser is.

I know, Gabina. They told me.

His name is Chava.

Didn't you say his name was Benito?

You don't understand.

I know who he is.

His name is Salvador, they call him Chava,

and he's a security guard at the Museum of Modern Art.

What I'm saying is, I know him...

- because I went out with him last night. - What?

What the hell are you talking about, Gabina?

Take it easy, Herrera.

You were with The Undresser last night?

Yes.

Oh, sis.

You're okay, right? Did he hurt you?

No.

Do you know where to find him?

Where he lives?

I don't know where he lives.

But I know where he'll be today at 3:00 p.m.

The address is Arizona 39, corner with Nebraska.

We have to cover four corners. I want surveillance on all of them.

Surveillance, gentlemen, not just standing around.

There must be movement, make it look like a regular day.

Do not raise suspicion.

There are only two escape routes by car.

I want you to be alert in case we need to stop the traffic.

At 3:00 p.m., this man will knock on the door.

The second that happens, I want two units blocking traffic.

Leave him no way out.

We're going to catch him. Understood?

- Yes, sir. - I want to be there.

He might suspect something if he doesn't see me.

We'll catch him before he suspects anything. No.

Listen to me.

I want to be there when you arrest him.

I want him to know it was me who helped catch him, and that he didn't fool me.

We'll keep her safe.

Let's go!

No. Sorry.

You can't come.

But we're the ones who discovered the truth.

- María. - You two.

I understand how much you investigated.

But we're going after the most dangerous man in the city.

I won't put you at risk. Let's make a deal.

When we catch him,

you sit in during the interrogation.

Okay?

- Okay. - Deal?

Deal. Thanks.

Let's go!

Start the cars!

Hello?

Dad, can you put Valentina on, please?

She left five minutes ago.

Where to?

Her house,

to get some clothes.

Her house?

Ángeles, I need you to call Valentina until she picks up.

Get her out of the apartment.

The Undresser is on his way.

Where are you going?

To her house.

Hi.

Hi.

Your face looks familiar.

Yours too.

Last time we met, I was outside a bar.

You're gonna have to be more specific.

I was lying on the floor.

Bleeding.

You're the guy who saved Gabina?

The one and only.

Chava.

Nice to meet you.

- And you are... Valentina? - Valentina.

What are you doing here?

I'm picking Gabina up to go get lunch.

But I have the bad habit of being early.

You have a date.

So you two have secrets, huh?

Good for her.

I suppose she's not here.

I'm sorry to bother you, but may I use your bathroom real quick?

- Yeah. - If you don't want--

No. It's okay. Go ahead.

Attention all units.

An officer is on her way to location X4. Over.

Romandía here. Which officer? Over.

Valentina Camacho. Over.

Come in.

Hello?

Valentina, you have to leave your house right now.

Gabina's boyfriend is The Undresser, and he's on his way over there.

- Valentina? - Yes, Dad. I'll see you here.

I'm not your dad. I'm Ángeles.

Gabina's boyfriend is The Undresser, and he's on his way over there.

Yes, of course. I'll see you here.

Bring them over. It beats coming by yourself.

Is he there?

That's right.

Yes.

Everyone is on their way.

They'll be there any minute--

Valentina!

- María. - Where's Valentina?

- Valentina! - She's not here.

What do you mean? Where is she?

We don't know.

- Ángeles talked to her before-- - Where is she? Valentina!

Valentina!

- No. No. No. - Listen to me. The Undresser took her.

No. No. That's not possible.

She must be here somewhere.

- Valentina! Where is she? - Listen to me! Listen to me.

- Look at me, damn it! - No!

You can't freeze now.

We don't have time.

I need you focused and alert.

We're going to find Valentina. But I need your help.

I need you to set up a perimeter in a six-block radius.

Search houses, apartments, every fucking place.

We're not leaving until we find that motherfucker, is that clear?

Yes, sir.

María, Romandía is right.

If we want to find your sister, you two need to tell me everything you found out.

Is that clear?

We're going to the station right now.

- All right? - Yes.

Let's go.

Leave two of your top men here. Call me if something comes up.

See you at the station.

Is she alive?

We're not sure.

I know that, goddamn it.

What do you think?

What I think is not important, Chief.

We need to speak to the entire city right now.

The people need to see him behind bars.

We all need that, Chief.

All right.

All right.

You're going to show the sketch tonight during the evening news.

- Me? - Yes, you.

- No, I can't. - You.

And don't even think about saying he kidnapped a policewoman.

Maybe someone saw--

If you give that information

you'll kill the entire program.

You'll leave your sister and the others without a job,

and if something goes wrong, the entire country will blame the First Lady.

Is that what you want?

No.

But this is not the time to withhold information.

It's either that or nothing.

It's up to you.

What did he say?

I'm going to be on the evening news.

Here's Valentina's photo.

I can't show that picture, Gabina.

Then why will you be on the news?

I'm only authorized to show The Undresser's sketch.

If someone sees her, they can call and we'll find her.

Gabina.

This is beyond my control.

Fuck, Gabina!

The Women in Blue program was the First Lady's idea.

They refuse to accept that, because of that idea,

- The Undresser has another victim. - Don't call her a victim, Gerardo.

Valentina is alive.

She's alive.

I know.

I know.

Then show her picture.

I have to follow orders, Gabina.

Is that all you care about? Your orders?

Screw everyone that gets hurt because of your orders?

You must understand!

There are orders and rules.

And we must respect them.

If you had respected my father's orders, we wouldn't--

We have an address.

- What address? - His home.

We got it at the museum where he works.

Great.

All right, Gabina.

Call Lozano and Díaz.

Tell them to set up the operation.

I have a news program to go to.

Okay.

Take care.

I should have done this from day one.

I guess we're not authorized to use it.

When has that ever stopped you?

Come on!

- Go. Go. Go. - Police!

Benito Lagunas, come out with your hands up!

It's empty.

Maybe it's a fake address.

Why don't you go inside?

You might find a lead.

Do you think they'll find something?

They haven't let me down so far.

Right.

María.

This is his uniform from the museum.

There has to be something here.

María. Gabina.

What's up?

- A room is missing. - What?

What room?

This should be the entrance to the garage.

We are live in five, four--

Let me know if something comes up.

This is the evening news with Jacobo Zabludovsky.

Oh, my God.

What is this?

It's his fucking sanctuary.

He knew who I was.

When we met, he told me he had seen me on this cover.

He wanted us to quit together and to burn our uniforms.

I found something.

Is it him?

It's him.

I'll take it to Gerardo.

This is the face of a man who appears to be normal.

The Mexico City Police Department needs your help to catch him.

This is why we're joined tonight by a man

who's become familiar in every Mexican household.

Detective Gerardo Herrera.

Good evening, Jacobo.

The face you see on your screen

is the man known as The Tlalpan Undresser.

But his real name is Benito. Benito Lagunas.

A man capable of killing his own mother in cold blood.

Such a man does not think.

He is an animal, a beast capable of attacking like a rabid dog.

What a terrifying image, Detective.

After the break, we will continue with Detective Herrera,

and more information about The Tlalpan Undresser.

I'm not an animal.

I'm not an animal!

Francesca took the project from us.

I'm not proud of what I did.

Well, I don't give a shit about your guilt.

So, you'd better fix the problem that you've created.

- Fix the-- - You go to Acapulco,

you get the project back,

and in return, we'll make you partner instead of Miguel.

Isn't that what you wanted?

No, I can't accept that.

Then you're fired.

Yes.

I'm not surprised.

I'm not surprised at all.

Coming from a man who denied me what I deserved

for the simple reason that he found out my wife was a police officer.

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about? Don't play fool with me!

I know perfectly well that you didn't make me partner

because María told your wife she was a cop.

Do you want to know why I didn't give you the promotion, Alejandro?

Because of the bullshit you told me after dinner.

Esther never told me María was a police officer.

So what if she had told me?

For Chrissake!

We found this in his house. Gabina confirmed it's him.

You have to say he has Valentina.

This is the real photo of The Undresser.

I can't do that, María.

I was ordered not to.

What if he'd taken Gabina instead of Valentina?

I wouldn't hesitate for a second.

Do what you have to do.

Twenty seconds.

Mr. Zabludovsky, good evening.

Good evening, Officer.

The Undresser kidnapped my sister.

We're live in five, four, three, two--

Let's go with this.

Show this photo, it's important.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the search for The Tlalpan Undresser continues.

Officer María Elena de la Torre is here with us.

She belongs to the newly formed Female Police Force.

And she wants to share something else with us. Officer?

The Tlalpan Undresser has taken someone hostage.

She's my sister. Her name is Valentina Camacho.

Valentina is a brave member of the Female Police Force.

She was kidnapped a few hours ago by The Undresser.

With all due respect, Officer,

what makes you think she's still alive?

We have no reasons to think otherwise.

But it's extremely important that whoever is watching this, please,

help us catch him.

Help us find Valentina.

Some say that the Female Police Force,

a project started by the First Lady,

might put women at risk.

Now your sister, and colleague, has been kidnapped by The Undresser.

How do you respond?

No. This isn't about the Female Police Force. This is about a killer.

What part of "don't say a word" do you not understand?

Benito.

Please let my sister go.

I'm begging you.

We know who you are,

and we know what you want.

You want women to be afraid to go to work.

You want us to be afraid to leave our own homes

because that would have saved your mom's life.

Benito, there's nothing you can do to get your mom back.

What you can do is put an end to all this.

And give me back Valentina.

What's going on?

Sir, there's a call from The Undresser.

I'm being told by my staff that we have a phone call

from a man who claims to be The Tlalpan Undresser.

Let's put him through live. Tell me when you're ready.

Ready?

We're listening.

Hello, María.

I want to talk to Valentina.

That's not possible.

I need to know she's okay.

She's alive.

For now.

I just called to thank you,

because you understand me.

You know all things have a certain order.

I understand you, but may I talk to her?

And because of that,

you know Valentina is part of that order.

No, no. Let me talk to--

Cut! Cut to commercial break!

It's been disturbing to hear The Undresser's voice.

These are the things that happen during a live broadcast.

- If you see this man, call 58 66 064. - Good evening.

We'll continue after the break.

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Detective Herrera, responding to the call. Suspect could still be inside. Over.

Where is he?

What's back there?

A storage room and a bathroom.

Goddamn it!

Mr. President.

Congratulations, Emilio.

You figured out a way to change the image of the police.

It was bad.

Now it's in the fucking toilet.

Fucking Zabludovsky.

You gave him a show he won't match in his entire life.

They weren't supposed to show Officer Camacho's photo.

So you don't have control over your men.

We have the killer's name and--

You know what? Save it.

Send him in.

Commander Herrera is now in charge of The Undresser case.

From now on, he'll report directly to me.

The only reason I'm not firing you right now is because I hired you.

It would make me look bad.

But as soon as he gets caught or killed, you'll step down voluntarily.

Mr. President, I must put all my men to work,

so if you'll excuse me.

See?

No nonsense.

He escaped through the window.

He didn't hurt anybody, but he took a blue rope.

He's preparing for his ritual.

He seems to be emotionally attached to his ritual.

If he doesn't perform it, the kill would lose its meaning.

What's this ritual about?

He ties them up with a blue rope, which he already has.

He leaves them in places near a body of water.

He then keeps the uniforms to display as trophies

in his fucking dungeon.

What else could he need?

The mannequin!

There was one without a uniform.

Didn't the owner of the white-top car work at a mannequin factory?

María.

María!

Sorry. What?

Did the owner of the car with the white top

work at a mannequin factory?

Yes.

Not only that. Lucas said that...

at the factory he found out that Andrés López's girlfriend was his first victim.

Here it is. Tejada Mannequin Factory.

That's the same brand mannequin as the ones we found at his home.

Lucas has the address here.

What the fuck are these women doing here?

They found the place, Commander.

How do you know he's in there?

They found this van, reported as stolen from a fair.

And its owner was found stabbed to death.

The van is empty.

No signs of Officer Camacho.

Surround the building.

There are only two entrances, the main one and the loading dock in the back.

Gabriel and Díaz, go to the back.

Don't let anybody out.

Yes, sir.

Gilberto, open that damn door.

Lozano, stay here with Gilberto.

Romandía, you're going in through the back door.

We'll have him surrounded.

All right.

You're coming with me. Stay close.

What about us?

You stay here.

That's an order.

Octavio--

Let's go.

What are you doing here?

Commander Herrera told them not to come.

Fuck the commander's orders.

Her sister could be in there, and we're going to find her.

I'd like to stay with Gabriel.

Okay.

Let's go.

Hey. Stay calm.

Freeze! Don't move!

Are you okay?

Good job, sis.

Thanks.

What should I call you?

The Undresser, Salvador or Benito?

Benito, please.

You're not dead yet, Benito,

because we believe Valentina Camacho is still alive.

Is that true?

For now.

But not for much longer.

You don't have to do this.

Where's my sister?

If I tell you, you'll kill me.

I'll kill you if you don't tell us.

Gabina.

It'd be a shame to say goodbye like this.

- Dad! - No, no, no, no.

Don't hurt him!

- Benito. - Silence!

I'm in charge.

I want to listen to her.

If you want to know where Valentina is,

you're going to have to shut your mouth.

I know your life hasn't been easy.

You don't know anything about my life.

I was at Rosa's home.

I know you thought you were doing the right thing by calling your father.

What he did was not your fault. It was his.

You can stop all this and be different than him.

Please, tell me. Where's my sister?

Your sister has to pay.

As my mother paid.

Bring me the bag. This asshole will talk.

- No, Dad. Please. - Not now.

She's my friend.

Let me talk to him.

Dad.

Chava.

Gabina.

My friend is not responsible for all of that.

Your friend abandoned her family.

No, Chava--

Benito.

Benito.

My friend's name is Valentina.

She's 28, and she's a good person.

Tell us where she is.

We can't change anything.

No. That's not true.

Maybe we can't change what you already did.

But you can change what you're going to do.

You only have one chance.

One.

Everyone thinks I'm an animal.

But I'm not a bad person.

You don't have to be.

She--

There's a shed in...

in the park where I dumped Paola Machado's body.

It's the maintenance shed where Tito Flores worked.

That's where your friend is.

Thank you.

- Ángeles, let's go. - Gabriel!

My dad's inside with that bastard and Gabina.

- Were you going to kill me? - Don't talk to him.

- I want him to say it. - Don't talk to him.

Yes.

But it's nothing personal.

How can you do this to innocent people?

Innocent?

None of them were innocent.

Not even you.

You abandoned your family.

Didn't she, Dad?

María.

How were you going to do it?

Do you really want to know?

Yes.

I was going to take you to my house

and give you a glass of wine.

I was going to put you to sleep.

I was going to take off your clothes...

and tie you up,

just like I did with the others.

Then, I was going to strangle you with my hands

until you stopped brea--

Gabina!

Nothing!

There's nothing outside either.

He lied to us.

Where is Valentina?

Only The Undresser knows.

He's dead.

What the fuck?

In the next episode...

We have to find our colleague alive.

Officer Valentina Camacho.

Valentina!

Pay close attention to parks, rivers...

Keep looking.

If Valentina Camacho turns up dead, her blood will be on your hands.

Before he died, he said that Valentina was alive.

Do you believe a murderer?

We will find her.

I swear.