MONDAY, APRIL 15
Number 794.
This one doesn't look too promising either.
Nobody said this was easy.
Number 794, thank you for taking part in our study.
First, I'm going to present you with a conundrum,
so I'll ask you to please do your best, all right?
-Can you hear me? -Perfectly.
I'll do my best.
You are the captain of the Kobayashi Maru oil platform,
located in the middle of the sea.
You are woken up in the middle of the night due to a collision alert.
You can hear the alarm. An oil tanker is heading towards you.
This is where the conundrum comes in.
Would you order to sink the oil tanker?
-Where is the platform located? -That is irrelevant.
You are in the middle of the sea, away from any help.
What matters is that there are 25 other people
you have been living with for a month,
and you don't know how many strangers are on board the tanker.
Now that is irrelevant.
What I need to know is the exact location.
Is she pulling our leg?
No.
Humor her.
Why do you need that information?
I want to know my position in relation to the problem.
83 degrees, 44 minutes north.
64 degrees, 35 minutes west.
-What will you do now? -Look at the calendar.
January 23, 2013.
-And now? -Now I go back to sleep.
Did they let a damn troll in here?
So everyone is going to die?
No, no one is going to die.
It's the Arctic.
In January, the sea is frozen. It can't be moving very fast.
Boom!
That's right.
Boom.
What's the name of the troll?
Antonia Scott.
Are we done?
We're only getting started, Antonia Scott.
RED QUEEN
Sandra.
A PILL
Are you there?
Yes, I'm here.
I thought you weren't real.
We need to keep it down.
If he hears us...
-he'll hurt me. -There's a camera.
I can't take it anymore.
Listen, face down when you talk, that way he won't see your mouth.
Has he hurt you?
I don't want to talk about it.
How are you holding up?
He won't let me sleep.
I'm going crazy.
-Do you think he's going to kill us? -No!
Don't say that.
Have you seen the movie Hostel? I don't want him to do those things to me.
-What if he-- -Stop. Please stop.
At least we're in this together.
Yes.
You're right.
We're together in this.
-Why are you here? -I don't know.
And I don't know how long I've been here.
I needed money and got into trouble, but I shouldn't have done it.
Wait, what are you talking about?
I'm a taxi driver.
I offered to carry a package in my trunk. It seemed risky and dangerous...
-But he offered me a lot of money. -Who did?
Who offered you a lot of money?
Please be specific with your questions.
Laura has a very important meeting in 15 minutes.
More important than a dead son?
Remember, 15 minutes.
Can't you get us a little more time?
That's the time my boss has for you.
What about you?
I don't know anything.
-That's not what she asked you. -One more thing.
One inappropriate question and the meeting is over. Is that clear?
Crystal clear.
Hey, sweetie, find me some appropriate questions
about children who've been bled to death.
I'm sorry. I can't help you with that, sweetie.
I just can't imagine what kind of meeting
could be more important than your son's death.
One with the International Monetary Fund.
No.
Are you all right?
I'm sorry for the commotion.
Teresa must have told you
that this is the worst time for me to answer your questions.
Don't worry.
We just need to know if this picture tells you anything.
Is that him?
We believe so.
I'm sorry.
I've never seen that tattoo before.
Now, if you'll excuse me...
You could have given the kidnapper whatever he asked for.
Excuse me?
-Why didn't you reach an agreement? -I don't need to listen to this.
I think we should stop wasting each other's time.
Finding your son's killer is a waste of time?
That is a low blow.
Nothing is going to bring him back.
We're not here to deal blows, Mrs. Trueba. There are more lives at stake.
He kidnapped Carla Ortiz yesterday.
I knew her.
She was a nice girl.
Was?
You can presume her dead.
Mrs. Trueba. Five minutes.
He only called once.
He didn't have to call again.
Why's that?
He demanded something impossible.
Something even I couldn't give him.
Sorry, but what could be impossible for someone like you?
-What did her father tell you? -I'll ask the questions.
-What did he want? -You want me to cooperate?
-Something impossible. -He said he didn't ask for anything.
He lied to you. Something even I couldn't give him.
You won't find her alive.
You are wrong. We will find her.
Antonia.
If you'll excuse me.
Antonia!
Wait! Ezequiel told me something.
"Children shouldn't pay for the sins of their parents. "
He's going to pay for his, I assure you.
-Come on. -Are you armed?
Can you make ends meet?
I want you to put a bullet in that monster's head.
So do I, ma'am, but I'm just a cop.
And in our world, believe it or not, there are rules.
-You won't find her alive. -I don't know anything.
The information on the picture is what we have.
She has a young boy, damn it.
He wanted the victim to know...
He bled to death.
...see the container...
The killer...
Antonia.
Hey, Antonia.
Antonia.
Hang in there. Just a little more.
You're okay.
It's all over. It's okay.
It's okay.
Hey.
Antonia, it's okay.
There. That's it.
That's it. Good.
Hold on.
Come on.
That's it.
There you go, it's okay.
Where are you going?
It's okay. It's over.
Three donuts and half a liter of Coke.
And I'm the one who should take care of himself.
I needed the glucose.
I don't know where you put all that.
You have the metabolism of a hummingbird.
-Did you talk to Parra? -Yes.
I told him not to trust Ramón Ortiz,
and that we know Ezequiel asked him to do something impossible.
That we can't reveal our source because it's secret.
-And? -Nothing. He just thanked me
and said he'd be happy to share the lab report on Carla's car with us.
That's not true.
No shit, you're so gifted.
Of course it's not true. He told me to fuck off.
-What did you expect? -That doesn't give us much leeway.
You're thinking what I'm thinking.
You can't be thinking what I'm thinking.
Toñi is back.
Teresa knows more than she's letting on.
-Go on. -I saw her pupils dilate.
We need to get to her when Laura Trueba's not there.
Good.
Let's go.
Few people have seen me like this.
You're not going to tell me why you need those capsules, are you?
You can call it collateral damage.
-She never misses. -Too slow. It's not enough.
Lower the oxygen level in the room.
O2 REDUCTION
-Where are you? -In the Garden of Eden.
How do you know?
There's a man and a woman without belly buttons.
-Two seconds, 17 milliseconds. -Not good enough.
1559, 1567, 1571, 1579,
1584.
Sorry! 1583,
1597, 1601, 1607, 1609,
1613, 1621...
What's wrong today?
I haven't slept in 73 hours and 11 minutes.
All right. Keep going.
1613, 1619,
1621, 1637...
She always stops at the same limit. We must surpass it.
I never promised you any miracles.
But you guaranteed that drug would enhance her intellectual abilities.
No one can be more intelligent than her.
Then what am I paying you for?
My compound stimulates the hypothalamus to produce more histamine.
It's like being in a permanent state of alertness.
What she needs is clarity. Focus.
Are you willing to take risks with the side effects?
Nothing comes for free.
PLAZA OF SPAIN
What are you looking at?
Cruella de Vil is leaving the building.
Be discreet, Jon.
I'm an expert at following suspects.
-They used to call me "Giza Itzala. " -The Human Shadow?
Get yourself a scooter!
Looks like we're here.
Stop.
Interesting.
Maybe the driver was listening to Radiolé.
Or maybe he wouldn't shut up.
Don't lose her, Giza Itzala.
Now we wait.
All kidnappers try to scare families in case they turn to the police.
They make them believe they are in control, but that's not true.
Mr. Ortiz, kidnappers always leave loose ends.
I told you, he hasn't called again or asked for anything.
All right.
Besides distrust, is there anything else you have for me?
I was told you found Carla's car. Well? Did you find anything in it?
Apparently, the kidnapper used a fire extinguisher
to break the windows.
And your daughter defended herself by spraying foam in his face.
She ran barefoot to the equestrian club, and that's where her trail ends.
And? Did you find any...
-footprints? -Sooner or later he will make a mistake.
"Make a mistake... "
I like you. You're a good professional.
I looked into you and I know your unit is one of the best.
I won't deny it.
I also know how much you make.
A man with your skills should have a better salary.
I can support you, Parra. I can support your unit.
I just need a good reason to do that.
Please, rescue my daughter.
"I like it when you're silent because it's as if you're absent. "
I already told you, no smoking in this house.
-"Houston, we have a problem. " -Drive.
-It doesn't make any sense. -No.
If your mom catches you smoking, you get a whooping.
I...
Weak... Father...
Weak...
WEAK
Weak...
Weak.
If the flesh is weak, it must be punished coldly.
Keeping composure.
With a purpose.
-There used to be a guy in your cell. -What?
Yeah, before you arrived.
He was scared and screamed a lot.
But I'm sure knowing this doesn't scare you.
You're stronger than I am.
What do you look like?
What do you mean?
Blonde, brunette?
Brunette.
Are you pretty?
I must look terrible now.
He cut my hair.
What's your father like?
Why are you asking me that?
Well...
Because being here made me think about...
Well...
I'm an orphan.
When I was little,
I felt safe with him.
I thought that, no matter what happened, he would protect me.
He's here again.
No.
No, please!
No!
Leave me alone, please!
No! Stop!
No!
Stop!
Don't put your pajamas on! I invited Father Iñaki over for dinner.
Delicious!
Thank you.
I'm not sure these kokotxas aren't a sin, Maritxu.
Don't be silly, Father.
I don't want any more, Ma. Thanks.
-More wine, Father? -Sure.
How's work?
Very much like yours, confessions and dealing with hell.
Jon!
Do you really believe in sin?
Are you worried about your sins?
What worries me is not being able to sin as often as I'd like to.
Don't listen to him, Father. He likes to joke.
Do you know that quote...
"The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father"?
"Neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son. "
-Ezequiel 18. -Wow!
You must've been the seminary nerd.
No, but I...
I'm curious. Does that sentence mean anything to you?
The language of the prophets is usually figurative...
Don't give me that crap, Father.
To me, it means
that sin isn't like a legacy that passes on from parents to children,
because God forgives us all.
You're still not telling me much.
Well, one thing is the little sins that people like me tell you, Father.
But haven't you ever heard something that made you think...
"God may forgive this, but not me"?
I love you, Ma.
Where is this coming from?
You are so smart.
Did something happen?
I couldn't sleep.
Me neither.
I can imagine.
We don't see the same things, you know?
Of course we do.
We see a sky full of stars. It's a beautiful night.
Right. But where you see something beautiful,
something poetic, I see something else.
I see data.
It must suck to be inside your head.
It doesn't.
For me, things have a language.
So the world is like a text to be deciphered.
That's why I think Ezequiel is sending us a message
in a language that I don't yet understand.
I had dinner with a priest who...
My mom made kokotxas and they were--
-Cut to the chase, Jon. -Right. Sorry.
We talked about this quote about the sins of our parents.
And I think what Ezequiel is trying to tell us is...
Antonia?
Antonia.
We children always pay for the sins of our parents.
Always.
Ezequiel is hurting the children to punish the parents.
Go on.
They all lied to us.
All of them.
Ramón and Laura...
It's obvious that Ramón Ortiz and Laura Trueba were scared.
But they weren't scared of Ezequiel.
-She's my daughter! Understand? -They were scared of us.
-My daughter! -I don't need to listen to this.
I think we should stop wasting each other's time.
A fear stronger than the desire to save their loved ones.
We all have secrets, but some of them are unspeakable.
That's what Ezequiel wants from them.
For them to admit their guilt.
-A public statement. -That's right.
That's what I came to tell you.
We'll sleep better tonight.
Get some rest.
You too.
Jon.
Yes?
You risked your life yesterday.
That car could've hit us both.
I didn't think about it. If I had, I wouldn't have done it.
That's not true.
Remember the day we met, when I asked you about the oil tanker?
No one had ever answered me the way you did.
My mom says I'm a weirdo.
Okay, that's enough.
Okay.
Good night, Antonia.
Judging by the distance between the elbow and the wrist,
and the size in relation to the car,
I would say Ezequiel is approximately 1.75 meters tall.
We got him, then.
We can narrow it down a little more.
Judging by his skin, he must be around 50 years old.
Now we got him.
Any updates on the picture?
We've sent it out to every tattoo parlor in Spain.
-We haven't heard anything so far. -So things can't get any worse.
Look at that.
They can get worse.
Good morning, boss.
Do you mind giving us a minute, Doctor?
Of course. This is only my lab, after all.
MENTOR OFFICE
Laura Trueba chewed me out really bad.
-Don't bother her again. -Bother her?
We're trying to catch her son's killer.
Teresa Robles is not a suspect.
Listen, that woman changed taxis halfway home.
-You don't think that's suspicious? -Detective.
She's Laura Trueba's right hand.
It's only natural that she's scared and wants to protect her family.
Did you know the boss had a boss too?
Laura only needs to pick up the phone
to have our funding cut in half by some official in Brussels.
Maybe pairing you with Gutiérrez wasn't a good idea.
-Is that better? -Do you really care?
Pushing the limits is part of the training.
Why me?
Because of a drifting oil tanker.
No one had ever answered like you did.
People as brilliant as you are doomed to solitude.
Since you were a child, you've become used to a way of surviving.
Keeping a low profile.
Am I wrong?
I'll show you a different way.
-Which way? -The exact opposite.
You're almost there.
But that summit you desire eludes you.
And you're not sure why.
In order to reach it, you must want it.
Do you want it?
You're not alone here, Scott.
Do you want to be our Queen?
I hate needles.
Nothing comes for free.
Please, no!
What did your face look like before you were born?
6899, 6907, 6911, 6917,
6947, 6949...
At last, we got the miracle I asked you for, Doctor.
...7069, 7079,
7103, 7109...
7121, 7127, 7129...
We need to fix this now.
Help!
No!
Help!
Help! No!
Get off me! No!
Guzmán, my dear Guzmán.
I hear you have a new buddy
who's being investigated by Internal Affairs.
Weren't you going to tell me?
Lejarreta, not today. Can't you see I'm crunching numbers?
That's funny, you're always crunching numbers.
But are you really?
I don't keep secrets from you.
But if my ex-father-in-law finds out, he'll take away my allowance.
Let's get serious.
Tell me everything you know about Ramón Ortiz.
We can add someone else to the list.
What list?
The list of people who lie to us.
Are you with me or with him?
You offend me as a cop, as a fag, and as a Bilbao native.
In that case, I know what to do.
I'll find the way.
What's up with all these bodyguards?
Good morning, gentlemen.
I need to speak to Mr. Ortiz.
-Would that be possible? -Impossible.
Bingo.
Excuse me, miss, you can't go in there.
Hey! Miss, please! There's no way out over there.
Hey! Hey, please!
Hey! Miss?
Yes, police? A stranger has entered our restaurant...
Can you send someone?
The length of your pants is fine, but yours is a bit long.
-The ties look fine. And yours too. -We have a problem at the door. Come down.
Call the police.
What are you doing here?
I don't have much time. And neither does your daughter.
They said I shouldn't talk to you.
I know, but Detective Parra is clueless. Don't listen to him.
You're telling me that the Anti-Kidnapping Unit
doesn't know what they're dealing with?
Please, listen--
Sorry.
You didn't tell the police the whole truth.
Ezequiel wanted something. I need to know what.
Please.
We're colleagues.
-I'll just be a minute. -You're not getting in.
Let go of her!
-Jon! -Let go of her, damn it!
Come on, Jon. Give us a show.
Let go of her, damn it!
-I said let go of her! -Everybody calm down.
-Okay, okay! -What the hell are you two doing here?
-Please, listen to me. -No!
You listen to me, and you listen good!
The kidnapper doesn't want money.
He wants a public confession. We need to know what it's about.
Get out of here or you'll spend the night in a cell.
There's no need to be at war, Detective.
We're on the same side.
On the same side, you faggot?
Me, on the same side as a snitch?
Damn!
Do you know what just happened, fatty?
A faggot slapped you in the face.
You're done, Gutiérrez.
Is that good for you now?
This is always good for me.
-Excuse me, could you bring me a knife? -Right away.
That slap could cost us a lot.
Damn right.
What do you mean?
SAINT GINES CHOCOLATE CAFE
-Here you go. -Thank you.
You know what?
He'd been asking for it for a long time.
Can you prove to me that you're human
and say that you enjoyed watching me do it?
You're not going to ask me, are you?
No.
I'm not.
But sometimes, if you want to sleep at night,
there are certain things you can't cover up.
I asked to be transferred to Madrid.
The best thing for everyone was for the "snitch" to go away.
I didn't ask, Jon.
Well, I could ask you again why I'm giving you those pills.
When I'm stressed-out, an imbalance in my brain chemistry is triggered.
As if I was over-revving.
Those pills slow me down.
They make me dumber.
That's a relief.
Sandra.
Are you there?
Why won't you answer me?
-Did he do anything to you? -He told me who you are.
Why didn't you tell me?
It doesn't matter who I am.
-What matters now is that you and I are-- -The same?
Were you going to say "the same"?
Listen to me. We need to stick together in this, okay?
Look, this guy rapes me.
But he won't lay a finger on you, you see?
So don't tell me we're the same. We're not the same in here nor out there.
Don't say that.
Your father will end up paying whatever he asks for,
and you will be free.
But I'll be dead
at the bottom of a tank, because no one cares about me.
No, I care about you. I do.
Don't talk nonsense.
Whore.
Last time I was here you were doing yoga or meditating or something?
Something like that.
It didn't look like Zumba.
Something like that, Jon.
What? Don't I look nice?
Yeah, you look...
nice, but you could look better.
May I?
Et voilà!
Let's go.
You're tired.
I am, after the day we had. Aren't you?
I don't get tired easily.
The advantages of being a Terminator.
You should go home.
And you should learn to close the door,
for your own safety.
Seriously, you can go.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
Taxis drive by all the time.
Look!
Antonia...
-I need to tell you something. -I know what happened in Bilbao.
You did what you had to do.
MINISTRY OF THE INTERIOR FACIAL ANALYSIS
Excuse me, this isn't the right way.
I was looking forward to meeting you, Ezequiel.
What do you want?
What I want doesn't matter.
I see you like riddles.
I have one for you.
What did your face look like before you were born?
Are you going to kill me?
You still don't understand anything.
"For now we see only a reflection,
"as in a mirror.
"Then we shall see face to face. "
BASED ON "RED QUEEN" BY GÓMEZ-JURADO
Translated by
Creative Supervisor