02x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

["Infinity 2008 [Klaas Vocal Mix]"
by Guru Josh Project playing]

[Nacho] "Miren Rojo."

"That was my name until that night."

"The next day,
it was only initials in the newspaper."

"Just another statistic."

"That night changed my life forever."

[muffled music, laughing]

-[music clears]
-[cheering]

[Nacho] "Don't trust."

"Don't be happy."

"Live in fear."

"That's what I learned that night."

"The night I was drugged."

"The night I was r*ped."

[ominous buzzing]

[muffled cries]

[shaky breathing]

[bell tolls]

[tape ripping]

[gasping]

[Miren] Argh!

[gasping]

[breathing deeply]

[message alert]

[message alert]

I WANT INFORMATION
ARE YOU THERE?

YOU'VE PASSED THE FIRST TEST
YOU'RE CLOSER TO GOD'S LIGHT

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO LAURA

DID SHE PLAY TOO?

HE SAYS:

IF YOU ACHIEVE PURITY,

I'LL GIVE YOU THE TRUTH TONIGHT

[ticking]

THE SNOW GIRL 2
THE SOUL GAME

[doorbell ringing]

Jaime, what do you need?

Sorry, but you didn't answer the phone.
Can I come up?

No, no, uh…

Look, I can't.

No, Miren, listen.

Hello.

I have to tell you something,
it's important.

Hmm. Please, can you just tell me that
later at the office?

-Okay?
-[Jaime] Wait.

Look familiar?

[ominous music playing]

-Come up.
-[interphone buzzes]

[Nacho] "My name was Miren Rojo."

"But after that night,
that name belonged to a stranger,

a stranger who stared back
at me in the mirror."

"With the eyes of a child."

"Another lost girl."

[doorbell rings]

[Mercedes] Nacho!

Can you get that?

Coming.

THE SNOW GIRL

Good morning, we're the police.
We're looking for Cristóbal Valdivia.

He's my uncle.

[Belén] Can we come in?

-Yeah, sure.
-[Belén] Thank you.

-Where is he?
-Uh, yeah. He's in the living room.

Right there.

[approaching footsteps]

Thank you.

So, what does Slide have
to do with Laura Valdivia?

According to Tomás,
they're the ones who took Laura.

That guy has a database…
full of messed up stuff.

He says it involved people of influence
in Costa del Sol and…

no one's been arrested yet
because they're bribing the police.

-And he has proof?
-[Jaime] No.

Not of the bribes, no.

Well, if he does, he didn't share it.

But, according to him,
the whole investigation is tainted.

I've been searching all night
for more information.

And I've read your articles.

How did you find them?

This way.

[keys jangling]

[unlocks door]

What's this?

When I started researching for my novel,

I realized that

there are a lot of young girls and teens
that go missing in our country.

Thanks.

So many of these cases go unsolved.

Careful, it's heavy.

In the novel, I called this crappy town
"the lost girls' depot."

I mean, that's…

a little over the top, no? [laughs]

-[Miren laughs]
-Let me.

SLIDE ARTICLES ARCHIVE 274/31

[Miren] I kept
all the information I found.

THE POLICE IDENTIFY THE SECOND BODY
FROM THE CARAVAN SITE FIRE

And how… how did you get to Slide?

-[somber music playing]
-[sighs]

I left something out of the book.

Those men…

filmed me, and everything they did.

They uploaded it to Slide.

Lots of pigs jerked off
so many times watching that video.

And maybe they still do.

I got this list.

The list of usernames for the most
important people that visit the page.

You researched this?

I've been looking into it for years.

If I found the video of that night, maybe…

I don't know, maybe the police
would have to investigate.

I'm really sorry.

If Tomás Mendoza knows
something about Slide,

I need to talk to him.

[seagulls crying]

[Cristóbal] That's right, my wife and I
are part of an organization.

We believe that life begins at conception.

Everything we do at these clinics,

absolutely everything we do,
is entirely legal.

And completely
within our religious freedom.

Do you think that harassing a minor
is part of your religious freedom too?

I don't know what you're talking about.
I never harassed a minor.

But you did see Allison Hernández
at the clinic, did you not?

We have witnesses that confirm that.

[Cristóbal] I mean, I was just trying
to guide her back to Christ.

And she got hysterical.

Did you see her again after that day?

[Cristóbal] No.

At the end of the day,
I'm just a volunteer.

We work in shifts,
trying to save as many lives

as we possibly can.

Do you two understand

how many lives
we've saved in this last month?

No.

Seven.

Seven.

But you knew her, right?
She went to school with your nephew, no?

I didn't know her.

Did you tell her
that you knew her when you saw her?

If I could remember,
I'd tell you, but honestly I cannot.

Where were you on Saturday night,
tell me? Twelve to four in the morning.

Hmm?

I was at Miraflores Street.

It's our organization's headquarters.
I left at 2:00 a.m.

[ominous music playing]

Two in the morning.

On Saturday night.

I was helping to prepare
an important protest

that we have coming up
next month in Madrid.

Can anyone confirm that?

It's strange to be prepping
that late, huh?

My wife was already asleep
when I got home.

-[Belén sighs]
-And my nephew too.

Very good, Cristóbal. Thank you so much.

[Cristóbal] You're doing
what you have to do.

-[Belén] Hmm. This way?
-This way.

Nacho, show them the door, please.

-Thank you. Have a good day.
-You're welcome. Good day.

[ominous music continues]

[door closes]

Tomás, I've tried to call you
a couple of times, but your phone's off.

I don't know,
call me when you can, please.

We can just go all the way down
to the marina and talk to him there.

Yeah, we can.

Miren, Jaime, I need a minute, please.

Um, Miren, Jaime,
this is Alberto Mendoza, Tomás's father.

You've met before, right?

Nice to see you.

Well, let me introduce Antonio Herrán,
my lawyer.

At my company, we always say
be careful dealing with the media,

but please… [laughs]
…we're all friends here, right?

[Paco] Hmm.

I'm going to need to ask you
to leave my son alone.

Stay far away from him.

I'm sorry, but your son was the one
who called me, okay?

Tomás was never the same
after what happened to that girl of his.

Laura.

Yes, Laura.

After what happened,
he started drinking and using drugs.

He had a full psychotic break.

He's completely lost touch with reality.
Whatever he told you is absolute fantasy.

He told us about a p*rn*graphy network
in Costa del Sol called Slide.

That's what I mean.

Talking to my son only feeds
his psychosis. His paranoia.

We understand, but there's a lot
we don't know about Laura's disappearance.

In fact, your son could help us.

-He could.
-[Alberto] Look.

This morning, my son was admitted
to the hospital for an alcohol overdose.

It's serious.

I don't want my son
going through all of this again.

-You understand?
-Oh no, we didn't know. Sorry.

[Alberto] Maybe I'm just
an old-fashioned guy but,

I believe people should keep their word.
So I'm trusting you.

And now, if you'll excuse me,
I have a flight to Berlin in an hour.

Thank you.

You went to school at Los Arcos?

Am I right? Like Laura,
and Allison, the girl who died.

That was a long time ago.

Have you heard of The Soul Game?

Pardon me?

It's a game played at the school,

making students do challenges
centered on religion.

Um, please, they have
a plane to catch they said.

One second, Paco. I remember kids
talking about it when I was a student,

back then. What about you?

It's been over 40 years, I don't remember.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

By the way, I met your friend.

Esteban.

Oh, yeah.

-[Jaime] Hmm.
-Yeah, he told me.

-Tell your dad I said hi.
-I'll do that.

-[Antonio] Bye.
-Bye.

-[Miren] Did you see that? Paco?
-Of course.

That man could shut us down
with a couple of phone calls.

Half the advertisers
would be gone overnight.

What the hell are you thinking?

-Paco, there's something he's hiding.
-I need to talk to Jaime.

-[Miren] No, Paco--
-Miren, you go back to work.

Okay.

Take a seat, Jaime, please.

[door closes]

[seagulls crying]

[Julio] It's been a long time.

[Belén] How's your father-in-law?

-Worse. [chuckles]
-[Belén] Hmm.

I called about the case
for Laura Valdivia, Román.

I know. That's what I'm worried about.

I got a call yesterday
from the Diario Sur.

-Who called? Miren Rojo?
-[Julio] No.

It was Jaime something or other.

Are you reopening the case?

-Belén, don't f*ck me on this.
-We're not reopening anything.

It's not an investigation that I feel…

proud of.

The workload was just
overwhelming back then.

And things with Estrella at home
were not going very well, you know that.

Don't worry, I want to know
about the girl's uncle.

It's Cristóbal Valdivia.

He'd come to these searches
with people from his group.

Anti-ab*rtion types.

You think it's possible
that he would ever hurt someone?

A girl who wanted to have an ab*rtion,
maybe?

Why? Do you think he would hurt someone?

f*ck.

I investigated everything,
when Laura first disappeared.

He was totally clean.

Look, this guy completely believes
in everything he's doing

with his group in front of that clinic.

Imagine you're a woman
who's having an ab*rtion.

For someone like Cristóbal Valdivia…

First he would see a…

He sees a soul to be saved.

But if you didn't listen,

and you went through with it?
You'd be a m*rder*r.

Blaspheming against his God.

And every sin deserves punishment
for a radical.

Anyway.

His God isn't exactly one
of love and mercy, Belén.

[unsettling music playing]

Loser! [laughs]

Hey, we going out tomorrow?

I can get us on the list at Kaleidos.
They never card anyone.

Sounds great.

Nacho.

-You're coming, right?
-Where?

[boy] Heading to the club.

I can't this Saturday.
I got dinner with my uncle.

[Saúl scoffs]

Well, that sucks.

[laughs]

It's much better if he doesn't drink.
He gets crazy.

He nearly kicked my a*s, Mr. Burned Boy.

[boy laughs]

[Garrido] Valdivia!

Oh, sh*t.

Too bad.

[Garrido] You and I
haven't talked much recently.

-[Nacho] No.
-How are you?

Are you still interested in engineering?

Yeah. That's what my family wants for me.

You'll be fine.

You're academically exceptional.

But you should choose
your friends more carefully.

More specifically,
with your new friend, Miren Rojo.

You're not in trouble.
You haven't done anything wrong.

What do you know about her?

I mean really.

Um… Same as everyone.

Right.

There are people who suffer so much…

that they get stuck
carrying all that pain with them.

Understand?

Be careful, Nacho.

Don't let her take advantage of you. Hmm?

-I'm not an idiot, you know.
-No, of course not.

I can't take care of you all
while you're not in school. Hmm?

Can I offer some advice?

Miren Rojo feeds off others' suffering.
You don't matter to her.

Stay away from her.

[ominous music playing]

Take care.

Thank you.

[Jaime] Miren.

I confirmed it.

Tomás Mendoza was admitted
to El Ángel Psychiatric Hospital.

Using him as a source isn't viable,
or ethical, or…

-We're back to zero.
-No, we're not.

-His father.
-What?

I talked about the game,
and his face changed, you know?

Yeah, so? I saw it, but what?

There's something he knows.

No. Look, Paco's already pissed at me.

Uh, wait. Let me get this straight. So,
Paco has just told us to forget the son,

and you want to investigate the father?

-Alberto Mendoza.
-[Miren] Mm-hmm.

The king of Málaga?

-No.
-[Miren] And why not?

Well, because actually
I like my profession.

I don't want to be fired again,
I have a daughter.

-No. No.
-But what is your gut telling you?

[sighs]

I think that,
I don't know what, but there's something.

[Miren] Then let's go after him.

Anyone ever tell you
you're a pain in the a*s?

[laughs]

[sighs]

I might have…

a friend who could help us out.

Come on. You're gonna love him.

[Belén] Here.

[Chaparro] Have you heard
who's going to be taking your place?

Who my new partner's gonna be?

-They're already talking?
-Paquito Jerez.

He's 300 pounds, over six feet tall.
We'll look like Asterix and Obelix.

-Everyone's gonna have fun with that one.
-[Belén laughs]

[doorbell buzzes]

[Chaparro] Go ahead.

And this is where we talk
to the women we are able to save.

Here we offer them
an alternative to ab*rtion.

And we advise them
on how best to access public funds.

We're not a bunch of crazies.

And what's your role in the group?

I do whatever is needed.
I'm a secretary, a friend, a psychologist.

I'm very committed to this community,
to be honest.

We wanted to ask you
about Cristóbal Valdivia.

He told us that…
that he was here until 2:00 a.m. Saturday?

Yeah, we were both here.

-You were both here?
-Yes, preparing a march for life.

[Belén, wryly] Mm-hmm.

Can you prove
that you two worked together last night?

Yes, we were sending emails to
different organizations throughout Spain.

[Chaparro] Sending emails
until two in the morning? [scoffs]

Sounds like you're
very committed to the cause.

Well I mean,
I… I don't know the exact time, but when…

but when Cristóbal decided to head
home for the night, I did the same,

you know what I mean?

Did something happen to him after?

No. But I'm sorry
we can't tell you anything else.

One question for you.
Are you married? Do you have a partner?

I… I'm divorced right now,
but why does that matter?

What's your relationship
with Cristóbal Valdivia?

I got pregnant when I was very young.

I was alone and I didn't want to have it.

And Cristóbal approached me
in front of the clinic

and he convinced me with God's word.

I have a beautiful son,
and I don't regret it.

I owe my life to Cristóbal Valdivia.

I'm sorry, but…
I'm done talking about all of this.

If you'll excuse me…

[Chaparro] Thanks for your time.

[Belén] Thank you.

-These two are so involved.
-They're more than involved.

-Unbelievable.
-Unbelievable.

[cell phone rings]

Give me a second. Hello?

Everything?

That's great.

Yes, I'm with him.

Got it.

Thank you. See you soon.

That was Mario.
We know how she got her ab*rtion.

[Jaime] So? Not bad, right?

[Miren] Hmm.

Who are we meeting?

[Jaime] A guru.

Just wait, you'll see.

Ernesto!

-Jaime, how are you?
-All good. Yes, yes.

-Hello. Manuel's upstairs.
-Hello.

-Amazing. Sure. No problem.
-You know the way, yeah? Bye.

That's your guru?

[laughs] Manuel Ramos?

The master of the society pages.

-I thought he was retired.
-This guy? Never.

If anyone knows the gossip
from Málaga, it's him.

Oh, don't tell him anything
about what we're doing.

I'm serious? Nothing. At. All.

If he finds out our theory,
he'll publish it. Yeah?

Trust me, he'll try to trap us for sure.

-Mr. Manuel Ramos!
-[Manuel] Come in.

Come. Come here.
Get over here you and give me a hug.

-Oh my God.
-How are you?

Look at you.
You're… so, so handsome, aren't you?

It's always so good to see you.
Let me introduce my colleague.

-Miren.
-Ah, yes. Of course.

-I've read your wonderful book.
-Oh, yeah?

-Amazing work.
-Thank you so much.

-Congratulations.
-Thanks.

[Manuel] So then,
you two are doing a profile piece.

A… a biography.

Yes, exactly. On Alberto Mendoza.

[laughs] Oof, he's untouchable.

They won't let you publish anything.
I'm warning you. Forbidden, forbidden.

And I won't say anything.

Do you know
how exactly his family got rich?

Hmm. His father's father's father
was the lord of the manor.

They're old money if you know what I mean.

Uh, he and his wife are very religious,
don't go out.

She does a bit,
but he doesn't. Not at all.

Can you take us back further? Uh,
back when he was a student at Los Arcos.

Why do you ask me?

It's like I told you.

We're writing a biographical profile.

[skeptical chuckle]

-A profile…
-[Jaime] What?

Look.

I used to know a janitor at the school,
back in the '80s.

I would pay him to tell me tidbits.

[inhales] Los Arcos has always been
a place for the elite. You went there.

-[Jaime] Hmm.
-Mendoza did too.

Do you remember anything interesting
from that time?

[Manuel laughs] Of course.

I learned something. Very interesting.

And then… Tell me.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I won't go poking around that man.
No, no, no, not me. No, no, no.

So let me get this straight.
Is this a professional relationship

or something more?

[both laugh]

[Manuel] Do you want to tell me the truth?

Or shall we keep playing the game?

What exactly are you writing?

I think that he might be hiding something
about his time at the school.

[chuckles]

Secrets are the little tasty sauces
of life, isn't that right?

If your lovely friend here
agrees to an interview on my podcast,

maybe… [laughs]

[laughs]

What happened with Mendoza at Los Arcos?

[Manuel sighs]

[intriguing music playing]

It was never made public though.
The police didn't investigate.

It never really happened.

And, obviously,
I'm not the one telling you this.

-Do you understand?
-[Jaime] Mm-hmm.

There was a girl from that school
who died in March of 1983.

I wasn't allowed to write nada.

What happened?

[Manuel] Strange circumstances.

Well, so they said.

If you want more information,
you need to look for Emilia Pedraza.

-Emilia Pedraza?
-And she is?

She used to tutor the class. [coughs]

She tried to get them
to investigate, but… [sighs]

…I don't have anything else to say.

[crowd, on earphones] Give us this day
our daily bread,

and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.

[priest] And now, let's pray
with our voices on high

to the mother of God.

[man] Hail Mary, full of grace,
the lord is with thee.

-Blessed art thou among women…
-[soft knock]

Hello, Juana.

Do you have a minute?

It's important.

Your granddaughter was pregnant.

She aborted.

Were you aware of that?

I didn't know about the pregnancy
of my little girl. Honestly, had no idea.

We found tutorials on her computer
on how to have a home ab*rtion.

It looks like she was actually considering
doing it with umbrella wire.

She was desperate.

She finally bought some pills online
that were expensive,

but not as much as an ab*rtion.

Poor thing, my girl.

Do you know
that she could've died doing it like this?

[poignant music playing]

One morning, in the bathroom, I saw her.

She was bleeding a lot.

She didn't have enough money
to go to a clinic.

[swallows]

She was very embarrassed.

Who's the father?

[Juana] I don't know.

-She never wanted to tell me.
-And why did you lie about it?

I was ashamed for her.

Allison…

God bless her soul…

she was selfish.

Only focused on her studies.
Going to university.

She never thought about the life
that was growing inside of her.

You know what I mean?

She didn't think of God.
But she believed in God.

I think this is God's punishment,
you know?

[poignant music continues]

[cell phone vibrates]

Belén, what's going on? How'd it go?

She knew about the ab*rtion
and she didn't say anything.

[Chaparro] Belén…

Belén…

That girl was completely alone, Chaparro.

She didn't have anyone.
She couldn't even count on her family.

Yeah.

You doing okay?

Yes.

How about you? How'd it go?

[deep sigh]

They sent me the video
from the security cameras.

Belén, it shows Cristóbal Valdivia
getting in his car at two in the morning.

He wasn't lying.

[Belén] sh*t…

[intriguing music playing]

[ticking]

You okay?

-[Miren] Mm-hmm.
-That way.

This one isn't bad either, huh?

-[Miren] Damn, all these beach houses.
-[Jaime laughs]

[dog barking]

sh*t.

-Are you scared of dogs?
-I'd say I respect them.

-[Miren] Hello.
-[Jaime] Hello?

-Hello?
-[Miren] Hello?

-[barking]
-[Miren] Shh, quiet, please!

-Hello.
-[Jaime] How are you?

-Can I help you? Come here.
-[Miren] Um…

We were looking for a teacher?

-We're from Diario Sur.
-Yes, Emilia Pedraza.

She's my mother, yes.
What do you want with her?

-Does she live here?
-[woman] No.

All right. And where does she live?

Listen, my mother's very old
and she doesn't need you pestering her.

No, no. We're not here
to harass her, please.

-It's… it's only a minute.
-[woman] No.

You're wasting your time.
Don't even bother. Thank you.

Let's go. Otto, love! Come on.

She's a ray of sunshine. Come on.

What do we do now?

This is the only address for Emilia.

-I mean, we'll have to keep on looking.
-Hmm.

But tomorrow.

Okay.

In that bar over there,

they make quite an amazing gazpacho,
you know? Would you like…?

-I can't today. I'm busy.
-Socializing every now and then is good.

Some wine, some water,
something completely crazy,

having a laugh. It's not bad.

But, I have to meet someone.

Okay. I'll drive you home then, come on.

No, don't worry. It's close.

-No, I'll drive you.
-See you tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

[alarm beeps]

Thank you.

[Jaime] Excuse me!

-Hi, excuse me. Emilia Pedraza?
-Huh?

Yes, that's me.

How are you? I'm Jaime Bernal.
I'm a journalist at Diario Sur.

-Do you have a minute?
-Yes, sure. Of course I have a minute.

[alarm blaring]

ARE YOU THERE?

[alarm stops]

READY TO TEST YOUR FAITH?

YOUR BIGGEST WOUND IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR

[intriguing music playing]

YOU DON'T KNOW ME

[message alert]

[music reverberates]

[faint muffled scream]

[muffled scream gets louder]

[anguished sob]

GO BACK TO THE NIGHT WHEN YOUR PAIN BEGAN

FACE YOUR DARKEST NIGHT

[unsettling music playing]

IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH ABOUT LAURA…

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

GO BACK THERE AND FOLLOW
MY INSTRUCTIONS, PLAYER

[music turns nightmarish]

[laptop snaps]

[nightmarish music intensifies]

[music fades]

[Mercedes] Why would you lie
to the police?

[Cristóbal] I got nervous,
Mercedes. I got nervous. I'm sorry.

[Mercedes] You were with her again.
I told you to stay away from her.

-[Cristóbal] No, not like that.
-[Mercedes] No?

[Cristóbal] I promise you,
Mercedes, nothing happened.

If it'll make you feel better,

I'll go down to the police station
and amend my statement.

[Mercedes] You're a b*stard.

[Cristóbal] Don't disrespect me, Mercedes.
Don't you disrespect me in my own house.

-[Mercedes] Who disrespected who first?
-I've never disrespected you.

-[door closes]
-[indistinct voices]

-[Mercedes, faintly] What?
-[Cristóbal] It was just a weakness.

-It just happened, that's all.
-[Mercedes] It just happened?

[Cristóbal] Nacho will hear us.

[Nacho sighs]

[indistinct voices]

["Gitana" by Derby Motoreta's
Burrito Kachimba playing]

[song continues]

[message alert]

IN THE BATHROOM, THE BODY OF CHRIST

[song ends]

[panicked breathing]

[waves breaking]

[heartrending scream]

[Emilia] Exactly. You don't know
what he wants.

[daughter] Did you ask him?

[Emilia] You shouldn't have lied to him.

[dog whining]

[Emilia] This is my home.
I live here, right?

Then…

Please excuse my daughter.

-[Jaime] It's okay.
-[sighs] Ay…

Uh, she can be stubborn.

Here, let me help you.

[Emilia] She's so protective of me.

-I get it. I'm the same with my mom. So…
-Are you?

[Jaime] Here. I'll get that.

-Here. There we go.
-Okay. Hold on.

-Here we go. That's it.
-[Emilia] Ah.

-Well, here we are.
-[Jaime chuckles]

Is it okay if I make a recording
of this conversation?

Sure. Of course. Whatever you want.

-I really don't mind.
-I'll leave it here.

So, Emilia, I hear that you used to be
a teacher at Los Arcos?

-Yes.
-For how many years?

I was there five years.

My last year was… Um, it was 1983.

-[Jaime] Mm-hmm.
-Hmm.

But I never agreed
with the ideology of the school. Uh-uh.

-Not for me. I left.
-I used to go there.

-That makes perfect sense to me.
-[Emilia chuckles]

And, from what I've heard,
there was a student that died that year.

Yeah, Alicia Martos.

I've been waiting for someone to ask me
about her for almost 38 years.

You know that?

I think I have something
that might help you.

I just need to find it.

-[Jaime] Need help?
-No, wait here. No, it's not necessary.

-[Emilia] Thanks.
-[Jaime] Of course.

[Emilia] Let's see.

It's around here somewhere.

Oh, look.

Here it is.

[dog whines]

[Emilia] Here it is.

Hey, wait. Do you want your glasses?

-Yes. Thank you.
-[Jaime] No worries.

Let me see. It's here somewhere.

Not here.

Not here. Here it is.

This is the picture
of the graduating class of 1983.

[Jaime] Mm-hmm.

Then that would mean that…
There should be Alberto Mendoza too.

Yes.

Here, that's him.

[Jaime] Uh-huh.

[Emilia] When he started at the school,
Alberto Mendoza was such a good boy.

But he never had very good luck
choosing his friends, his companions…

[sighs] He was manipulated
by his best friend.

That's him, there.

This one.

Andrés Garrido.

Andrés Garrido, the principal?

[Emilia] Yes.

Garrido and Mendoza were
in the same class then?

[Emilia] Yeah. Those two
were thick as thieves.

[sighs] But I mean, Andrés Garrido,

he's been this way
since he was a kid, you know?

What do you mean by that?

Look here.

This girl here is Alicia Martos,

the girl who died.

You should know the fault
was on Andrés Garrido.

[ominous music playing]

-[Juana] Father.
-Juana.

How are you doing? How's everything?

Good, Father.

I was thinking of Allison.

Look…

God, sometimes,

might seem very cruel.

But in truth,

he's testing us constantly.

The Lord can even teach us

through that profound pain that you feel.

Okay?

Thank you, Father.

Okay.

As soon as I'm done with this hallway,
I'll go clean your flat,

if you don't mind.

That's kind of you, but not necessary.

Go and get some rest.

No, no, no, Father.

-I'd rather be here, staying busy.
-Sure.

I feel for you.

Have a good night, and stay strong.

Thank you. Good night.

Father.

Yes?

Do you think that Allison is in Heaven?

Why would you ask that?

Because she k*lled the life
growing inside her.

God…

is merciful.

If Allison repented for her sin,
and I'm sure she did…

I'm sure God forgave her.

Have faith.

Juana, have faith in the Lord.

[sobs]

I'm here if you need anything.

[Juana] Thank you, Father.

Sure.

[Juana inhales, exhales deeply]

[Emilia] It was Garrido's idea.

The only thing Alberto did wrong
was following his friend,

like he always did.

They wanted to make a group
of the most religious students.

They would all meet after school to read
the Bible. Comment on it. Discuss it.

It sounded innocent.

But then they came up with the game,
you know?

The game.

It was a way for everyone in the group

to guarantee that everyone there
was a true believer.

[Jaime] And what was the game exactly?

[Emilia] Garrido was the leader.

He proposed a series
of tests based on the Bible.

[suspenseful music playing]

[message alert]

STAY IN THE CLUB, HAVE FAITH

[Emilia] And during one of those tests,
Alicia Martos died.

She broke her neck.

[muffled nightclub music]

[Eduardo] Miren. Miren.

Miren!

[ship horn blares]

[muffled pulsating music playing]

[Emilia] The students who attend
Los Arcos have very rich parents,

and they covered it up.

There wasn't a whisper of it
in the newspapers. Or on TV.

With wealth,

there's nothing that's beyond you.

Do you remember,
Emilia, the name of that game?

Certainly.

It's called The Soul Game.

And the group,

The Ravens of God.

[voice echoes] sh*t, sorry.

Chill out.

[tense music playing]

[thud]

[tense music continues]

[man, muffled] Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Are you okay?

[rapid breathing]

[music intensifies]

[thud]

[tense music continues]

HOLY BIBLE

[music intensifies]

[music fades]

[closing theme music playing]