01x01 - Episode 1

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-My purse, my necklace! Officer, please!
-Stop!

-My purse, my purse!
-Stop! Stop! I said stop!

Stop!

You're under arrest. Let's go.

From a young age, my father taught me
that being a police officer

means much more than solving
heinous crimes and protecting citizens.

It's a way of life.

I still remember the skillful way he had

of fostering that feeling
in my sister Marina and I.

Every night,

he would play with us
in solving mysterious cases.

Cases we thought were made up,

but that we eventually
discovered were real.

That was my father.

That's why today
is a special day not only for me,

but for my entire family.

This promotion allows me
to continue to honor my family name,

because, as you know, I am
the fifth generation of the Quiroga family

to serve on the force.

Allow me to propose a toast to my family.

Without them, I would not be here today.

I want to thank my mother, Asunción,

who always believed in me

and pushed me
to follow in my father's footsteps.

My wife, Rosa,

who has put up with her husband's
bizarre work schedule without complaint.

And finally,
I want to thank my sister Marina.

She is...

She...

Well, you already know her.

Where is Marina?

Miss Marina?

Is the speech over already?

These social events make me sick.

Such posing, and only the men talk.

Nothing changes, Héctor.

Where's the car?

Your brother's becoming Commissioner,

who else can do the speech?

I don't know, my mother,
his wife, a police colleague.

But there are no policewomen.

That's the problem, Héctor.

-Where are you going?
-I've an appointment I can't miss.

Miss, if you leave,
you're going to get into trouble.

And worse, you're going
to get me in trouble too.

Héctor, I said I'd be at the announcement
and now it's been announced.

No one has to know that you saw me.

Thank you!

Stay with my mother.

I'll be back soon!

Sorry!

Every time we meet you look more elegant.

Do you like it?

I love it.

Did you get everything I asked?

-Everything.
-Everything?

Here you go.

Let's see.

What was that?

Nothing to do with us.

Let's go.

No, not today.

Here. I'll be back for it soon.

I'd stay out of trouble if I were you.

Thank you, Toni.

Hello?

Is anyone there?

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God. It's...

Hold on. Hold on!

No!

Police.

There's been a m*rder,
you must come quickly!

Calm down, miss.

Tell me who you are and where you are.

I'm Marina Quiroga. I'm at the dock...

Right! It's you, Miss Quiroga.

Xosé here.
This is more original than last time.

Cabanillas, a man just attacked me.

There's a woman dead on the ground.
Mobilize everyone.

Like when they were going to kidnap
the son of the U.S. ambassador.

Or when you spotted that wolf in the city.

Cabanillas,
just as well my father is not here,

otherwise I'd let him know
how useless you are.

Will you please come here with a patrol?

The harbor patrol.

Some sailors just found
a woman's body in an alley. Let's go.

-Just mobilize your people!
-Come on, Cabanillas.

-Cabanillas?
-Miss, are you there?

Of course I'm here.
Did you think I'd jumped in the water?

Wait for me here. I won't be long.

Commissioner.

Where's the body?

Down there.

I was going to come to your event, but...

I know you thought
things would be different.

But I hope we can work together.

Zarco.

-Commissioner.
-Brief me on the situation.

Female, 35 years old, stab wound.

Possible cause of death:
severed carotid artery.

-Any witnesses?
-Yes.

For God's sake, put on gloves.

-Marina?
-Arturo, finally.

They were taking evidence without gloves!

And one of them
was smoking next to the body.

What do they teach them at the academy?

Honestly, you can tell
Dad's not here anymore.

Good evening.

-Can we talk for a moment?
-But...

Please.

What are you doing here?

We've been looking for you for an hour
to take the family photo.

I just witnessed a m*rder.

A woman died in my arms,
I was almost k*lled,

and you're worried
about your inauguration photo?

If you hadn't left,
you would've been fine.

It's always the same.

Do you want my statement
or do I need an officer

who cares about the only witness
who saw the k*ller's face?

You saw the k*ller's face?

Yes.

So you can describe him.

-I could...
-But?

It was very dark.

-Right.
-But he had brown eyes.

Great. Since this is Sweden
and we all have blue eyes...

When will you realize
I can help with investigations?

Here we go again.

-What is that?
-Look.

I used my brooch to defend myself,

and this piece of cloth
got caught in the pin.

-You stabbed him with a brooch?
-Of course.

And this piece of cloth
will lead us to him.

And with a hair we catch Al Capone.

That's enough, Marina, do you hear me?

Excuse me, Commissioner.

-We've found something.
-I'm coming.

Marina, stay here, please.

They just found it.

It might be connected to this case.

-Did you see what's inside?
-No.

Open it.

Science and criminology journals.

You can't get them in Spain.

Contraband goods.
I should arrest you for this.

-You should read them.
-"Olive green, fall's new color."

Elegance isn't incompatible
with intelligence, Detective.

-And who are you?
-Enough.

Stop running away, stop investigating,

-stop endangering yourself.
-I'm not a child.

No, you're worse. You can spank a child

and ground her
so she won't leave the house.

Are you going to spank me here?

Good thing I wore my nice lingerie.

-Marina!
-What?

Am I under arrest?
Because if not, I'm taking my magazines.

Come on, gentlemen,
we're done wasting time.

Everybody up, search the scene. Go!

Listen, the dead woman
had the symbol carved on her chest,

-the k*ller's signature.
-We'll notify the family.

-Let Cabanillas handle it.
-Of course.

Miss Marina. Allow me.

Let's go home.

-I told you this was not a good idea.
-You too?

I'm not saying a word.
We'll see what your mother thinks.

Let her be asleep, please.

Marina, are you there? Is Marina with you?

Héctor, is Marina with you?

Héctor!

-You called, ma'am?
-Where is she?

After what she put me through
with all those guests, how embarrassing!

Tell her to come down and show her face!

The young lady is...

I've had it up to here with her.

-I'll prepare another herbal tea for you.
-Tea can't cure this.

Tell her to come down.

If you think I was hiding,
you don't know me at all, Mother.

I know you, dear.
Where were you, looking like that?

I know. You went down to the port

to get your hands on those magazines.

-Arturo has already reported back?
-Yes, because I was worried.

-Not to mention--
-The absolute shame

of not being able to take a family photo.

I don't know
what I'm going to do with you.

I would go straight to the anisette.

Yes.

Thank goodness you understand me, Héctor.

So?

I didn't mean to steal the limelight.

Voilà! A little shot of joy.

Thank you.

Well, they didn't talk
about anything else at the ceremony.

And remember,
tomorrow Ramón do Porto is coming.

I don't want a repeat of
what happened today.

-We will welcome him as God intended.
-And what does God intend?

-In case I have to address him too.
-You are incorrigible, my God.

-Another glass?
-Yes, this one's for me.

How indecent.

Not even in the most vulgar bar
have I seen such a thing.

Look who's talking!

I better not have to put up with you
making a scene if you get drunk.

Sleep well, Mother.

You too, dear.

-Pour me another glass.
-Here. Voilà.

Go on, pour. Don't be shy.

Pardon me.

It's very frustrating
having my hands tied.

Yes, relaxing in a bubble bath
must be terrible.

No, it's not that.

I just can't stop thinking about her.

Don't worry. She is already asleep.

No, I don't mean my mother.

I mean the woman
who was m*rder*d at the port.

If my father had heard Arturo,
he'd turn in his grave.

Of course you can
catch Capone with a hair.

Science is at our disposal.

Six years ago,

a Boston chorus girl's m*rder was solved

from a hair found at the crime scene

that had exactly the same dye...

As the one used
by the club's cleaning lady,

who turned out to be
the chorus girl's lover.

If I bore you, join my brother's club.

All your brother wants
is for you to be safe,

to be happy, to do more normal activities.

I thought neither of us
wanted to be normal.

What about my mother?

She keeps looking for suitors for me.

Who'd want to marry Ramón do Porto?
He's short and unibrowed.

Not long ago,
you saw uniqueness as a gift.

I just don't want to get married.

I see where this is going.

I don't think this is the time
to think about it.

I don't think
I'll be able to sleep tonight.

That's why I brought you some champagne,

I knew it would be
going around in your head.

I think tonight
champagne is not going to be enough.

An anisette, then.

No, I don't have any left.

I'm afraid your mother
has finished off the stock.

One of these days
she's going to die of desolation.

Or cirrhosis.

Don't be so hard on her.

It's admirable how she continues
to be a figurehead in this city.

Few women make it,
once their husbands pass away.

If my father were here,
everything would be different.

We all miss him.

Sleep well.

What do you see here?

A lady who's hung herself.

Are you sure?

You have to look beyond
what meets the eye at first glance.

Focus on...

The details!

Exactly.

What is there and what is not there.

The details tell the story of the crime.

There is no stool or ladder.

The lady couldn't have done it by herself.
How could she even get up there?

Well done, Marina.

You have earned
the police merit medal, young lady.

When you grow up,
you will make a fine police commissioner.

Girls can't be policemen.

But they will one day.

Change will come from within.

Never let anyone tell you what to do.

You don't need a badge
to be a great police officer.

-Do you understand?
-Yes, I understand.

What are you doing with your father's g*n?

Practicing.

Practicing for what?

To catch the k*ller.

Follow me.

Your breakfast...

-When did you clean all this up?
-Last night.

It couldn't be perfect.

-I'll get a feather duster.
-No, Héctor, wait.

I don't need you to clean up.

Then what do you need me for?

The time has come for me to prove

I can be the great police officer
my father taught me to be.

Wow, I didn't expect that reaction.

The whole thing is crazy.

You can't arrest a m*rder*r
as if you were a policeman,

because you're not a policeman.

Well, my father didn't agree.

That's a pin, not a police medal.

Come on, we both know the only problem

stopping me from being
a police officer is I'm a woman.

That's a fact.
I don't know if it's a problem.

Believe me, it is.

I'm a woman who has
the bravery and intelligence of ten men.

And the humility,
don't forget the humility.

That is also important
in a good policeman.

I knew I could count on you.

What?

I want to make a dress with this fabric.

Let's see.

It's fine quality, very fine.

A three-color jacquard.

-It's a man's fabric.
-Let's leave sex behind us now.

-Where can I find it?
-I don't know.

You can't find something
made in this fabric just anywhere.

Something like this can only
be ordered from Ribadeo Galleries.

Thank you for your cooperation.
I'll make a note of it in the report.

What did you say?

The whole thing is crazy.

I said you didn't have to come with me.

And what's wrong with what I'm doing?

-I'm going shopping.
-You and I both know that's not true.

You used me. If I had known
that sample was from the k*ller...

Héctor, if you helped my father
with his investigations,

you shouldn't feel bad
about helping me with this one.

I used to take messages for Don Alfonso
when the police called the house.

But you want to turn me into Watson.

You look more like a Poirot.

Look, we're here.

RIBADEO GALLERIES

So this would be our latest.
Would you like to take a look?

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-I was looking for a gentleman's coat.
-Certainly. For your father?

Husband.

Anything in particular?

A classic style? Something dressy?

We'd like something out of the ordinary.

Like us.

-A tweed, perhaps?
-No, heaven forbid, not a tweed.

What was the name
of that fabric we liked so much?

I don't know. You know I don't care
about that fashion nonsense.

-We should just go.
-No, no. No way.

We're not leaving here
until I've bought you that coat.

Sometimes my left foot falls asleep.

If you could give me a clue...

It's a...

A ja... Jacq...

-Something in three colors.
-Three-color jacquard?

-That's it.
-Wait here for a moment.

Thank you.

-This is crazy.
-Stop complaining.

I told you not to come.

Excuse me.

How wonderful!

Thank you so much.

Try it on, darling,
it's going to look great.

-If I may...
-Yes, thank you.

It looks sublime.

I imagine not many customers
can afford something like this.

It is an expensive item, yes,

but it has been
one of our successes this season.

Really?

Yes. I've lost count
of how many we've sold.

You don't say.

So? Are you taking it?

-No, no, good God. Take it off.
-I don't think it's that bad.

But we were looking
for something more exclusive,

that would let us identify with it.

You're right. I can't identify with this.

Thank you.

Well, darn it.
We haven't made much progress.

-Miss--
-I know, don't tell me again.

I shouldn't investigate.

But I know I was so close.
If only I had another thread to pull on...

Did you see or hear
anything at the crime scene?

Me?

You always say no one notices the butler.

I'm sure, as observant as you are,

that you must've seen or heard something.

I heard nothing of interest, I assure you.

-What did you just do?
-What do you mean?

Héctor, I grew up with you.

You know me better than anyone,
but I know you too.

You just touched your ear,
and that means you're lying.

I never lie.

-I knew it!
-What are you doing?

Please, Héctor, you have to tell me.
Please, tell me, please.

-What did you see?
-Okay.

I heard some policemen
remark that the victim

had a symbol drawn on her body.

-A symbol?
-Something near her chest,

as if it were the k*ller's signature.

Why didn't you tell me before?

Turn around, we must investigate.

-What?
-Turn around!

The only way to investigate
this symbol is to get in there.

Why don't you ask Don Ricardo directly?

Do you think the coroner
would give me that information,

as close as he was to my father?

No, we have to sneak in.
You'll open the way for me.

All I want to know
is if this symbol exists.

Nobody would believe that.

If you find it,
you'll just look for another symbol,

and from that symbol to another symbol,
and it will go on and on.

-I'm leaving.
-I promise we'll go home after this.

Another death?

Yes, here's the information.

Do you promise?

What? Come on, Héctor.

Come on. Go.

Let's see...

Okay, the name is correct.
The date is too.

-Good afternoon.
-Hey, where are you going?

Sorry. To file a complaint,

is this the way in?

-Well, if you're dead, yes.
-What?

This is the entrance to the morgue.

The entrance to the station
is through the front.

It's just that they stole
everything from me.

What can I do? Give you a cadaver?

-Come on, go away.
-No... If...

-Sorry.
-I told you. Go to the police station.

Good afternoon.

It's the other way, sir!

We won't focus on
establishing the cause...

Right there's fine, thanks.
It's heading for cold storage.

We'll focus on the chronology of...

Marina?

-Miss, I'm only following orders.
-You have no right to detain me.

I got lost looking for my brother.

Morais, to the investigation room.

Just what I needed.

Yes. Yes, no...

Yes, I'm looking at the report.

Don't bother, Miss Quiroga.

What you saw had nothing to do
with the case.

I don't have to explain
what I do or don't do in my free time.

If you were having a picnic with friends,

I wouldn't mind in the least.

But you snuck into the morgue

where the victim of the case
we're investigating is.

-Therefore--
-The victim? Or the victims?

Because I think you forgot--

You forgot to tell the public
this is not an isolated crime.

-I don't know what you're talking about.
-I hope you do.

Or you'll be showing me again
that this police station,

since my father left,
leaves a lot to be desired.

How long have you been here?

You still don't know who I am, do you?

I am Pablo Zarco, the--

The best student
from my father's last class.

Well, I don't know about the best, but...

But, yes, your father was my mentor.

He admired you a lot too.

For the great man who connects us,

you should have no problem admitting

that the man at the port
isn't just a m*rder*r,

but a serial k*ller
who marks victims with the fleur-de-lis.

I could lock you up
in a cell for what you just did.

And I could tell the press,
you'd have the whole city on you.

There's a serial k*ller on the loose!

What do you want?

Hey, hey, hey.

First of all, call me by my first name.

No. I'd rather not, Miss Quiroga.

I've been told it's best
to keep one's distance with you.

But you're special.

To my father, I mean.

And if you were special to my father,
you're special to me.

Pablo...

I can help you with this case!

No.

No. I've only been
at this station ten months,

I won't stick my neck out for you.

-Women should be alerted to this danger.
-Don't exaggerate.

-He only attacks prostit*tes.
-Excuse me? Aren't they women?

I need to see the reports
from the other murders.

-What you are asking me to do is crazy.
-Yes.

So is the idea of women police officers.

Yet my father believed in it.

Pablo, I was also a gifted student.

But at home.

Help me succeed. As if he were still here.

WOMAN FOUND m*rder*d

I still can't believe
they let you photograph all that evidence.

Pablo turned out to be
much more reasonable than he seemed.

I thought blackmail
had something to do with his concession.

You're leaving dust there.

Here we go.

Three murders
in three different places and dates

with no apparent relation to each other.

All had their throats slashed with a knife

and the same symbol
carved on their chests, a fleur-de-lis.

The fleur-de-lis is the symbol
of the lily flower,

which represents
purity of body and spirit.

Perhaps the k*ller
intended to purify them by using it.

The first one they found was Julia Ndongo,
about 44 years old, of African origin.

The second was Manoli, last name unknown,
she wasn't in the census.

And the third was the poor girl
I found at the port.

Carmen Ulloa, 49 years old, Galician.

It is a puzzle without end.

And here I thought
you weren't interested in the case.

Force of habit.

So many times listening to your father.

Can you help me with something?

I don't think so.

What do you want to do with this thing?

Ramón! I was just wondering
when you would arrive.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Asunción,
I brought you...

The suitor!

Thank you. Marina!

-Héctor! Is Marina with you?
-Careful, it's delicate.

See you on the other side of the wall.

You said I only needed to load this
in the car.

Things have become more complicated.
Thank you, Héctor.

-Would you like a drink till she arrives?
-No, thank you.

Actually, alcohol doesn't agree with me.

-I prefer water.
-Really!

-I didn't see that coming.
-That's the way I am.

-A glass of water, then, with some ice.
-Yes, please.

-Take off your coat, dear.
-Yes, my coat.

Sorry!

You owe me big time.

Héctor, thank you.

And know that your mother told me
to comb the city until I find you.

My mother really likes that Ramón guy.

What did you think of him?

He's short-legged, isn't he?

Come on, let's go.

-I don't know what we're doing here.
-Investigating.

This is where Julia was k*lled,
the first woman to be m*rder*d.

Let's see, let's put this here. Careful.

There.

Many criminological studies

speak of the importance
of the first m*rder.

The k*ller hasn't yet
refined his technique

and is much more likely to make a mistake.

I understand that,
but it has been weeks since the death.

There can't be a shred of evidence left.

Have you heard of infrared radiation?

Radiation? Like that of a nuclear b*mb?

No. Like that of an ordinary light bulb.

Turn on the generator.

If you place a glass with a special dye

that blocks all light
except ultraviolet light,

some fluids, such as blood
or fingerprints, react to that light.

And they say
that your magazines are useless.

Look.

Traces of blood.

That must be where he first attacked her.

Help!

The girl fled that way.

The k*ller probably
cut her off on this side.

Look at this.

She lost a lot of blood here.

She must have fallen down here.

He probably grabbed her
and they struggled.

The k*ller had to come here
to finish her off

and carve the fleur-de-lis.

He probably jumped down from here.

Let's see.

Here it is.

Héctor, open my briefcase
and take out the tweezers.

And the compact.

Thank you.

Looks like an insect shell.

Something that went
completely unnoticed by the police

and that we've just discovered.

What is it?

I have to admit that only one other person

has ever impressed me
as much with their deductions

as you have just now,
and that person was your father.

What was that?

Let's go, Héctor, come on.

Where are you going?

Have you lost your mind, Miss Quiroga?

You got off lightly. Were you spying?

I was investigating.
I'm a policeman, remember?

-Investigating in my car?
-Don't be silly.

I know you found something
you intend to take with you.

I thought you weren't spying.

Miss Quiroga, cooperate.

You know what they say,
"Two heads are better than one."

The trouble is that with you,
Detective, there would be three of us.

Well, that's too bad.

We have a microscope at the station

that can magnify a sample
to 50 times its size,

and whatever it is that you've taken,

it looks very small.

-You are a--
-Stop it, no, no.

It's more elegant
if you don't finish the sentence.

Shall we go, please?

Thank you very much.

Careful.

You're squeezing too hard,
you'll squash it.

Miss Quiroga,
if I wanted to be reprimanded,

I'd have stayed at home.

Does your wife have a bad temper?

My mother.

Well, now we have something in common.

Look at that.

-Will you let me?
-Sorry.

Thank you.

Well, it's some kind of millipede.

Offhand, I don't think it's unusual
to find this in a dirty alley.

What's important is
whether the k*ller had it on him

and left it in the wall. Let me see.

-What are you doing?
-Removing impurities.

Careful... But...

You're right, it's just an insect.

-No, no. What is it? What did you see?
-Nothing.

I think we've had enough
of this detective game for today.

-Right?
-I think so, too.

Miss Quiroga, if you've found something,
you're obliged to tell me.

Get some rest, Detective.

Glad to have you in town.

Come, Héctor.

A cochineal!

What? Well, I find him to be
a very attractive young man.

What? No, the insect, I mean.

It's a cochineal, red, to be exact.

-How do you know?
-Look.

This is the stain
from when I touched the insect.

My favorite coat is dyed the same.
I know where to find the k*ller.

Then tell the police and that's it.

No.

Stop, Héctor, stop.

It's there.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

It's the only factory in the city
that dyes fabrics with cochineal.

I don't know why,
I thought it'd be luminous and glowing.

Come on, a man as big as you
can't be afraid of this.

Lucky they don't work nights.

What if there's a security guard
hanging around?

We'll be two against one.

What's that?

Look.

Wonderful.

Hide, Héctor!

What do you mean, hide?
We're trespassing on private property.

What are you doing, miss?

How did it occur to you
to bring your father's g*n?

For God's sake, miss. Let's go.

What if it's the k*ller?

Are you okay?

Stop!

-Miss, are you okay?
-Yes.

-Where did you learn to sh**t like that?
-sh**t?

Threading a needle the first time
requires a lot of marksmanship.

Excuse me.

Tomorrow I'll tell Josefa to mend this.

And if you give me your other heel,
I'll pull it off so you won't be limping.

Of course, I know.

Marina, where have you been,
looking like that?

-The young lady was--
-Shopping.

-Shopping.
-Ramón do Porto, nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.
-I brought you...

Thank you very much. Good night.

Charmed.

-A drink?
-No, thank you, Héctor.

"Curiosity k*lled the cat."

That flower is a warning to stand down.

ON THE NEXT EPISODES...

No way.

-Do you have a plan?
-When have I not had one?

I'm going to go through with this.

Count me in.

Nobody move, this is the police!

Brake!

I'm going to be sick.

A PRIVATE AFFAIR

A PRIVATE AFFAIR
EPISODE 1: THE FLEUR-DE-LIS