01x06 - Episode 6

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A PRIVATE AFFAIR

Sorry, Héctor, but we need
to arrive before he does.

Don't worry, we're a team.

-Are you sure this is it?
-It's the only house around here.

Leopoldo mentioned
the sawmill by the river.

Let's get out of here! She's crazy!

-The handkerchief!
-What?

Get the handkerchief out!

Get the hell off my property!

Your brother sent us!

-Get out of here!
-Please don't sh**t!

What do you want?

Your brother sent us to protect you,
you're in danger!

Come closer.

Not you! You stay there.

I don't trust men.

I don't trust her either.

All right.

All right, but promise me you won't sh**t.

We just want to help you.

Please don't sh**t.

Where's my brother?

Margó, your brother
wanted to warn you about...

Héctor?

-I don't like this.
-Neither do I.

Careful!

-I'm in danger!
-So is Héctor!

Héctor!

Héctor.

Come on, get up. Let's go.

The windows!

I can't believe it.

Dear God!

-It won't start!
-Start the car!

-Let's go.
-Start the car.

I don't like this.

Come on!

Help!

Help me with this.

Open the door!

-Castaño.
-Who?

-A cop.
-Are you okay?

-Yes!
-No!

No! That man could be responsible
for the crimes at the House of Water.

Ma'am, are you all right?

Here.

Ma'am!

-Open the door.
-What?

-Open the door!
-Ma'am!

Just a second!

-Can I help you?
-Margó.

Do I know you?

-I knew I'd find you here.
-You did?

We saw the mask clearly,
it had a demonic face.

-A mask?
-With a demonic face.

It was horrific.

A mask with a demonic face,
do you hear me?

Everyone start looking for the mask!

What else do you remember?

When we were in the car,

he broke the glass with a huge knife.

I never liked him.

I offered for us to work as a team.

I gave you the opportunity
to work with me.

And you betrayed me.

-Where's the wh*re?
-How can you call the victim that?

Her name is Margó.

Are you the collective's
new legal representative?

If necessary.

-I'm serious.
-So am I.

I won't say where she is
until you promise her safety.

Safety? We just arrested the culprit.

Right, but given that the m*rder*r
is a cop, you'll understand

that it's a delicate matter.

I want protection for Margó.

Officers, leave the cabin.
I want a moment alone with my sister.

Yes, sir. Everyone out.

Let's go outside.

What do you want?

To get her to a safe house
without being seen.

Is she here? Where?

I can't get her a safe house
without explaining why.

"Protect the weak
above all else," remember?

-I'm not Dad.
-Yes, I know that.

And neither are you.

Very well.

If you can't get her to a safe house...

-You've come to your senses.
-...we'll take her home.

What?

No one will guess she's with me
while you find a way to protect her.

Don't be silly. What about Mom?

Sir!

Sir. I came as fast as I could.

Where were you, Zarco?
It's been two hours.

You should've been the first here.

Yes, I had some car trouble.

-Car trouble?
-Yes.

Clear the entrance
and search the other side of the woods.

I need to get someone out
without being seen.

-Bravo.
-Yes, sir.

Cabanillas, come.

Only until I find
somewhere else for her to stay.

Grab your things.

-You haven't said a word--
-Loose lips sink ships.

-Is that a riddle?
-I don't know. You tell me.

I don't know what's going on,
but I don't like it.

Neither do I.

Margó, you don't know me,
but I'm in charge of this case.

-Well, technically--
-Technically, too.

I won't let anything happen to you.

-Life has taught me to trust no one.
-Life is wise.

But you didn't know us before.

We'll find the fleur-de-lis k*ller.

This way. Please.

-She's staying here?
-Yes.

-Apparently.
-No.

-What?
-My brother will come pick her up later.

I don't know what you're thinking,

-but I'm still the same guy.
-Which means nothing.

-What?
-Nothing.

Don't worry, Mr. Pablo.
We haven't slept for hours.

-That must be it.
-Thank you.

Anyway, if you need anything,
you know where to find me.

I'm Pablo, the--

Of course.

Goodbye.

I don't trust him.

He was on the train,
yet he was the last to arrive.

Apparently he had car trouble
in the woods, that's all.

Where is Margó?

Margó?

-Oh, God.
-Héctor, there's a beggar in the house!

She is a friend of Marina's,
from the conservatory.

From Queen Cristina's
Royal Conservatory of Music?

That's the one.

But, Marina! Why didn't you tell me
you were bringing a friend?

I would have put something else on,
sweetheart. Look at me!

Sorry about before,
but looking like that...

Play along.

Don't worry, it's...

It's a costume, right?

Yes, it's a costume for a performance
that we're rehearsing.

You have costumes and everything now.

I'm Marina's mother, Asunción Biempica.

I've been trying to convince her
for years to take up chamber music again,

I could have imagined anything but this.

What's your name?

Puri.

-Purificación.
-Purificación, that's beautiful.

Mom...

Puri has had a very long journey,

she lives in Santander,
so you wouldn't know her.

I think all she wants to do
is go to her room and rest.

I understand,
but tomorrow you'll be our guest

at the Marchioness' party.

-Tomorrow?
-Yes, the same as every year.

And if you want, you could
liven up the evening with a duet.

-Excuse me.
-Puri, I'll show you to your room.

-A pleasure to meet you.
-My pleasure, Puri.

This is crazy.

In the morning
I'll ask Arturo to pick you up.

-I'll say you had to leave...
-Why? I don't get it.

A moment ago,
the safest thing was to stay here.

Yes, but you can't go to the party.
You don't know what it's like.

People talk about all the guests.
They'll ask about you.

Marina, I'm more than used
to moving in these circles.

I'll know how to behave.

Perhaps she could wear
one of your outfits.

What?

That'd be perfect.

Fine. I'll find something you can wear.

I found an outfit for her.

I hope none of the guests
were clients at the House of Water.

They would be the ones in trouble
with their wives and their mothers.

When you put it like that...

-What are you doing?
-Mrs. Asunción, what are you doing here?

I thought you'd be sleeping.

-How can I sleep?
-Well, I usually sleep, for one.

You owe me information about Marina.
I've been waiting since yesterday.

-What did she tell you?
-Nothing, I don't know anything.

-Why are you touching your ear?
-I'll have to cut it off one day.

-You said you'd take care of it.
-I did. Look, she brought a friend,

and tomorrow
I have to go to the dry cleaner's.

Or the church, because...

Tell me, Héctor, what is
this performance they are rehearsing?

Who knows?

Well, you should know, Héctor.

We're surrounded by mystery!

-Are you hiding something from me?
-Me?

Yes, you! You were always very sharp-eyed,
knew everything! And now...

I must be getting old.

Good night, ma'am.

I don't think that's it!

Good night.

Sleep well, Héctor.

Not a word of this in the halls.

-Prepare the interrogation room.
-This late?

Crimes aren't committed
from 10:00 to 12:00.

Of course, sir.

And if anyone leaks
this arrest to the press,

you'll all be suspended
until we find the person responsible.

You heard the Commissioner.

I want Castaño
in the interrogation room now.

I'll do it myself, don't worry.

Sir?

You should be sitting down.

You're enjoying this, aren't you?

Cabanillas, remove his handcuffs.

You've spent your whole life
trying to get rid of me,

and I end up handing it to you
on a silver platter.

There's no worse news
for this police station

than one of our men being a m*rder*r.

I had nothing to do
with the crimes at the House of Water.

Everyone knows you're a regular client.

You were on the same train as the k*ller,

and you reached the cabin first
after the attack.

-Any objections?
-Marina arrived first.

Are you saying that Marina's the k*ller?

I'm saying I knew
that only Marina would find the k*ller.

So I just followed her.

Why didn't you help
when she was attacked in the car?

Because I'd lost track of them.

It was dark, foggy,
and I couldn't find them

until I heard the screams
coming from the cabin.

Confess, Castaño.

Why did you do it? Confess.

Why did you attack those women?

If you'd had sex with any of them,

you'd understand why I would never
lay a finger on them.

-You're a despicable man.
-Arturo, calm down.

I'm just talking about sex, that's all.

Giving and receiving pleasure.

But then again, when was the last time
you had sex with your wife?

Disrespect me again
and I will make sure you rot in jail,

whether you are responsible
for this crime or not.

Take him to the cell.

Sir.

We're done for today.

If you allow me...

Detective.

I am not the fleur-de-lis k*ller.

Keep an eye on the people around you.

THE CRIMES OF THE NIGHTINGALE

Can I come in?

Did you get dressed by yourself?

I can't stop thinking about Castaño.
What if he's innocent?

That man is attractive and seductive,
but he's a criminal.

-Stop brooding about it.
-No. Think about it.

He's the perfect scapegoat.

Castaño was a client
of the Blue House, and a cop.

And his sexual preferences
might make you think that...

He is the k*ller.

But he is not.

Think about it. Look.

Castaño throws a party in his house
and invites me to be Margó.

But...

If I'm alive, it's because, in the woods,
where he had planned to k*ll me,

my mask came off
and he realized that I wasn't Margó.

If he was the k*ller,
he would've put the mask back on me

and continued with his erotic fantasy
about me being Margó.

-It's not a bad theory.
-I have no doubt about it.

Perhaps Margó could tell us
something about all this.

Perhaps.

We should go talk to her.

And then we should interrogate Castaño.

Can I come in?

-Sure.
-Good morning.

Good morning.

Why eat any old thing for breakfast
when you can eat something special?

-Did you sleep well?
-Is this for me?

Margó, I know this is difficult for you,

but to find the k*ller,
there are things we need to know.

-I thought he was arrested yesterday.
-Yes, Detective Castaño is a suspect.

But I'm convinced
the real m*rder*r is still out there.

I need some details.
Did you girls live under threat?

Were there unresolved issues
we should know about?

Yes, in order to help you,
we need to know about your life.

I never had a personal relationship
with any clients.

Nor with the other girls.

And who was Mrs. Emilia?

Mrs. Emilia was the owner
of the House of Water.

She got us off the streets
and raised us as her own children.

And she turned us into unique lovers.

Each of us had a certain skill,

to seduce, to love,

to deceive.

Could you tell us
more details about the girls?

Carmen was the oldest.
She was an acrobat and contortionist.

She drove the men crazy.

Ángela...

Ángela was lovely.

And she was wild in bed.

Manoli was domineering.

And Julia was the exotic beauty.

She really knew how to run her business.

That's Mrs. Emilia.

A businesswoman.

Money came before everything else.
Even before us.

You know that the girls
and Mrs. Emilia are gone...

And your brother...

What about my brother?

Him too.

Héctor, keep the engine running.

Freeze! Who's there?

Pablo, it's me!

You scared me.

It's you who scared me!
What are you doing here?

Help me.

-I'm here to see Castaño.
-Right, very nice.

You sneak in
thinking you can get away with it.

You're right, I can't. I tore my sleeve.

What?

-Pull.
-What?

You think I'm going looking like this?

Seriously...

Seriously, I...

You've arrested Castaño.
We got the wrong officer.

What? Marina...

Marina, all the evidence points to him.
You let them take him.

Yes. But I also noticed it doesn't add up

with the details of my kidnapping.

That's why I had to see you.
I need your help for a moment.

And if you don't,

-I'll think you have something to hide.
-That's a low blow.

Your car story was hard to believe
and you were the last to the cabin.

All right. But make it quick.

-I'm not leaving you alone.
-Perfect, you can keep guard.

-The cells are to the left.
-I grew up here.

You have ten minutes.

-That's all I need.
-I'll watch in case someone comes.

You see how it was a good idea?

Do you realize I'm putting my job
on the line for you again?

What would life be
without a bit of danger?

You are so dramatic.

Last cell.

Silence!

You're smart enough
to realize that you've made a mistake.

That's right.

And you're here to help me.

I'm here so you can tell me the truth.

Come on, Castaño.

If someone comes, I'll have to leave.

And you'll have lost
your only chance of getting out of here.

I want a cigarette.

-Now?
-Yes.

Give me a moment.

-What?
-Your cigarettes.

-My cigarettes?
-Give me your cigarettes!

-My cigarettes?
-You don't even smoke.

-Why?
-Just give me one! It's important!

Lower your voice, please!

Castaño wants a cigarette.

Castaño?

A cigarette for Castaño.

-Come on!
-Okay.

-Here.
-Thank you.

He better enjoy it. You're welcome.

Thanks.

What year is this from?

Castaño, to get you out of here,
I need you to tell me everything.

I'll complete your investigation.

Spoken like a true Quiroga.

I didn't work with your father,
but I worked with your grandfather.

He mentored me at the academy.

My grandfather?

He was like a father to me.

But then things got complicated.

What do you mean?

Will you get me out of here?

To be honest, I don't know how.

Where is Margó?

She's with me.
Don't worry, she's not in danger.

Margó is always in danger,
and if she's with you, you both are.

Then tell me how to make
a breakthrough in the investigation.

No one knew the true identity
of a girl at the House of Water.

I was looking into her.

-Who are you talking about?
-Manoli.

Her family lives in Meira.

Don't even think of going there alone.
It's dangerous.

Her sister is the only person
who can help us now.

Marina!

No one is who they seem at this station.

Be very vigilant
about what happens around you.

Marina.

We have to go.

No one.

Let's go, please, come on.

-What did he say?
-No one is who they seem to be.

-What a revelation.
-What details do you have?

It's Arturo! Come here. It's Arturo.

-It's not those people.
-And where are they?

Get in here. Come on.

-That's a closet!
-We have no choice!

Commissioner, they say
he was talking to someone.

Why wasn't I told immediately?

I'm sorry, Commissioner,
I was only just informed.

Let's go.

Come on!

Thank you.

Everything all right?

-We're going to Meira.
-What?

Tell me you didn't take
Margó's clothes to the cleaner's.

I'm serious. I think my brother
could be protecting someone.

That's a very serious accusation.

Was he promoted
in exchange for his silence?

You and your brother
come from a line of police commissioners.

-There's nothing strange about Arturo--
-We can't be blinded by this.

Why are you thinking
about this now, anyway?

We must be wary of everything around us.
Like Castaño said.

I know he meant something specific.
And that "something" could be anyone.

-One would think we planned this.
-Yeah.

Even the shoes are my size.

Well, they're a little old.

Yeah, they aren't
very comfortable, either.

That must be it.

Remember, Manoli was a childhood friend,
and you are my uncle.

Hello. We are looking for Manoli's sister.

Paco!

Hello.

What are you doing here?

My name is Paquita,
and this is my uncle Bartolo.

We lived in Meira years ago,

and I was friends with Manoli as children.

I don't remember seeing you around.

And I don't remember him either.

Maybe we should return
at a more appropriate...

We want to find the person responsible
for Manoli's death.

And we need your collaboration.

You'll find no collaboration here.

I know your relationship was complicated,
but the death of--

-Who do you think you are?
-You see...

Manoli got what she deserved.

She tainted the family name
working in that brothel for rich people.

-No...
-k*ll it.

What?

You heard me! Break the creature's neck.

I can't, miss! I can't.

Anyone from around here
would've bitten the head off the chicken.

Who the hell are you?
And why are you here?

Honestly, we just want to find
Manoli's m*rder*r. It's true.

Get out of here. Out!

-Get out of here!
-Yes. Let's go.

We almost got ourselves k*lled.

We can't go to dangerous places.

We can't go around the world
as if we were conquerors.

We are talking about a m*rder*r,

-everything around him is dangerous!
-Follow me. This way.

-What?
-I don't know.

I'll wait for you here.

Take this.

I'm Rai, Manoli's sister.

I got this letter
a few days before she died.

I was the only one in contact with her.
You've met my father.

I want justice to be done.

"Dear, Rai, I'm coming
to get you out of there.

I discovered
the identity of a big client,

and with the hush money from him

we can start a new life together."

She didn't deserve to die like this.

Thank you, Rai.

-Watch your head.
-Come.

Blackmail! He k*lled her
for blackmailing him.

I think we have something else.

A new clue.

MANOLI CORTAI


You were a great police officer
in another life.

-It's a shame I don't remember it.
-Come, we have no time to lose.

Be careful, someone could be here.

We'll just say we got the wrong house.

-Look.
-Manoli lived here with someone else.

If only we could find a photograph...

"She cried in my arms dressed in black.

You could hear her heart beating.

Her chestnut curls covered her neck.

She trembled with fear and love."

My God.

Héctor. Come, look at this.

Mon Dieu!

What a mess.

Look at this, miss. Look.

Looks like a footprint.
Someone stepped in the fresh blood.

Hold on.

Do you see what it looks like?

-Looks like a woman's footprint.
-Put your foot over it.

Margó!

Margó was here the day Manoli was k*lled!

She lied to us!

Mon Dieu.

-The Marchioness!
-We are done for.

We'll see. Good evening.

Hello!

Welcome!

It's so nice to see you.

Welcome. Hello!

Hello, good evening.

-Hello!
-Marchioness, congratulations.

Mom.

-Marina Quiroga...
-Marina, how...

You look so different.

Yes, she is dressed for the performance.

-Performance?
-Yes.

Where's Puri?

-Exactly, where is Puri?
-Where is Puri?

Do you like performing?

I find it very useful
for these kinds of events.

If you'll excuse me,
I'm going to find my friend.

Marina!

Please, Héctor, tell her to change.

Of course.

Wait. You should get changed.

We're on a mission,
not at the Vienna Opera House.

There she is.

She's with Roberto Louzán López de Zúñiga.

-Puri. Excuse me.
-Marina.

Let me--

-Why are you wearing my clothes?
-The Duke of Sotomayor.

-Miss Marina. Long time no see.
-And such a brief encounter.

-Can I talk to you for a minute, Puri?
-But I was enjoying--

We just came back from 55 Toledo Street,

-I think this is the time--
-Excuse me,

I need to use the powder room. Sorry.

-Marina...
-Marg--

Remember the party here last year?

-We'll talk later, thank you.
-Marina!

Excuse us.

Sorry. Excuse me!

Coming through! Sorry!

-Let us through. Sorry!
-Excuse me!

Let me through. Sorry.

-Sorry!
-Excuse me!

-Sorry!
-Sorry!

Nobody move, this is the police!

That beggar has a g*n!

Get off me!

What kind of performance is this, Marina?
Where is Marina?

Let go of her!

-How beautiful!
-Look how beautiful.

Margó, there's Margó!

In the kitchen!

I love it!

Margó! Don't do anything foolish.

Drop the g*n or I'll k*ll her.

All right.

Look.

There.

Let me go and nothing will happen to her.

Listen. Nothing will happen to you
if you tell us why you're running.

Were you involved in Manoli's death?

We are only trying to help you.

We've proved to you we're on your side.

Why did you lie to us? Why were you there?

Please, trust us.

We are all you have.

Margó...

I k*lled the love of my life.

Manoli and I loved each other.

Secretly.

But Manoli wanted to be free.

She said in America
everything was possible.

I don't know who the man was
that she was trying to blackmail.

But I know that she discovered
the identity of a client

and that she asked him
for money for her silence.

They arranged to meet
at 7:00 p.m. at our house.

I had to wait on a bench across the house

in case she gave me a signal.

Because that would mean
that something was wrong

and I'd have to go and help her.

But I didn't go because...

Mrs. Emilia found me
when I was packing my suitcases.

When I got home,

she was lying on the floor,

surrounded by blood.

I k*lled her.

I left her alone.

It was my fault. I k*lled her.

My love...

It's okay. Nothing will happen to you.

I'll take care of everything.

Maybe it would be best for her
to stay away from the police.

I'll take care of it.

And I got hit so hard,
I fell down the stairs.

My pearl necklace was ripped off from me.

It was the Countess of Fefiñanes.
Write that down, officer.

I plead guilty for what happened.
Arrest me, Detective.

Miss Quiroga.

Stop saying that
or I'll have to arrest you.

That's what you should do.

You know my imagination
can turn against me.

You can tell the others
you've found the culprit.

And get the police out of my house.

I wouldn't want to disturb
my mother any further.

All right.

There.

I'll let my colleagues know.
Wait for me in the first car.

Pablo!

Let's get out of here.

A PRIVATE AFFAIR
EPISODE 6: THE LAST GIRL