EPITAPHS
Do you want some advice?
Relax and enjoy.
It's not that easy, dad.
I've been dreaming of this woman for five years.
Up until two days ago she didn't want to see me.
- Hey. - Now all of sudden--
It's okay, Elsa, I'm just running a little behind.
Nico? He's sleeping. Okay.
Fernan? What did he say?
I'm going to tell you something...
A little over two years ago, I...
when I dream, well,
I dream of walking again.
What does that have to do with all this?
Do you think I'd even waste a minute trying to figure out
what's going on and why I was cured?
No, son, no.
Walking again would be a miracle,
and you don't argue with miracles,
you enjoy them.
It must be Martin. He's a good guy, eh?
What's that?
It's a chalkboard your father asked me to bring.
- Hello. - Hello.
- How are you? - Fine.
Anything else besides the chalkboard?
I spoke with Galvez's neighbors.
Some guy would come and walk the dogs.
He did it for three years at least four times a week.
Bastard.
Where shall I put this?
We have Penalver, ex-professor
that goes to the school, all crazy,
and ends up killing four 16-year old kids.
These friends... Albre--
Spare us the details, please, Dad.
All right, I was just going to say that this massacre
made someone very nervous,
which makes sense.
What doesn't make sense
is that someone spent five years to plan their revenge.
That transforms this person into someone extremely dangerous.
He's patient-- that's for sure.
Yeah, but to be that patient you need a lot of time and money.
Let's see...
This animal took three years
to train the dogs that killed Benitez.
For this you would need: a suitable place,
guidance...
And also information about his victims.
In Benitez's case he changed the alarm's codes to his house.
Exactly, Martin, he knows us well. He knows all about us,
about our families, our schedules, our routines--
That's why I said he would need a lot of time and money.
That means he's been close by all this time.
Yeah, it could be anyone...
anyone.
And while he has us on a wild goose chase,
the son of a bitch is out picking his next victim.
You're right, he needs to feel the pressure.
You can't put the pressure on someone you don't know.
Let's try to think like him.
- First, what is he looking for? - Revenge.
No, justice.
An avenger doesn't wait to attack.
He's a judge...looking for elements, evidence,
and then delivers justice.
We've got Benitez, a detective
responsible for an operation gone bad...guilty.
Graciela Bottini, treasurer who denies Penalver his severance.
If she hadn't done that
she wouldn't have been stuffed full of coins.
I'm on the possible-victims list,
Iogically we all know why.
And I'm on it-- I convinced Mujica to go back.
He's my patient, I know him very well.
He listens to me, he trusts me.
Do you understand?
Do you, Alejandro?
Shall we go?
I was certain I was doing what was best.
If Penalver had seen him, he would have calmed down.
I want you to remain calm.
Just stay calm, you guys are not the problem.
The problem is outside.
When your classmate returns this will all be over.
Is that clear?
- Is that clear? - Yes, sir.
- Thanks, Laura. - It's all okay, Santiago.
Thanks.
- Santiago. - We'll talk later, okay?
- We'll talk later. - We'll talk later.
Yes.
Here's something interesting.
Alejandro Mujica...
His death is the only one directly related to Laura.
But you had no involvement with the other three deaths.
So, the only reason is Mujica's death.
That's the only reason you're even on this list.
That's true.
Do we have the Mujica family's address?
They were supposed to get it for me.
What we do know is that his dad was a doctor.
That will help our search.
I have to go.
- Did you bring a car? - No.
I'll take you.
- Good night. Good night. - Good night.
My son will get scared if he doesn't see me.
HERE LIES HE WHO TURNED DECEPTION INTO A GAME
So?
I don't know. I don't know.
He's going to kill again.
You're doing everything you can.
No, Laura, I'm not doing anything.
I'm lost...
and the bastard is going to kill again.
Oh my God.
I feel like a cop...
pretending to be a cab driver,
and a cab driver pretending to be a cop.
I'm an idiot.
I have to go.
I gotta go.
Get some sleep.
Well, that's all.
I hope it works for you.
I'm glad it works for you.
- Did you like it? - I loved it.
Good.
It's still early.
We've been locked up in here for five days.
Recess is over, we don't have a dime.
Renzo, here you go.
You're old enough now,
so I won't tell you what you should or shouldn't do.
But son, if you're looking to kill yourself,
I can give you a few ideas much more efficient
than poisoning yourself with expired anti-depressants.
Enough, Dad.
Why are you so hard-headed?
What did we agree on last night? What did we agree on?
That the killer could be anyone.
So you have to be more alert than ever.
I'm alert.
Then you're a sleepwalker,
because last night you were tossing and turning.
I better go.
Renzo...
Laura isn't the only woman who's worth it.
No, but she's the only one I care about.
These are the last two drops of orange juice we have left.
And these are the last two lines.
What misery.
Let's save them for tonight.
Misery begets more misery.
Today's going to be a good day.
Every time you snort a line you say the same thing.
Hello? Of course I'm up.
No, it's not funny.
Hang on, I'll write it down.
What kind of clothes? Do you know who it is?
As long as he pays, everything is okay.
I'll be there at 4:00.
Goodbye.
Take care.
- Who's the guy? - What guy?
Don't play dumb-- the cab driver that took you home last night.
- You followed me. - Answer me.
We're separated and I don't have to. Stay out of my life.
I'm concerned about Nico's life, not yours.
I don't care who you screw around with,
but my son will not be part of it.
Come back? That's a lie.
You want to come back on the force?
No, what you want is to avenge Benitez.
And you don't?
I don't use my uniform for that.
Don't be stubborn, Jiménez.
I come from a family of cops, I can help you.
You broke. I know you had your reasons, but you broke.
That's how things went down. You made the right decision.
- I'm not broken. - I haven't changed my mind.
I not broken, damn it!
I have to work. Leave me alone.
Shall we stop?
- In the waste basket, Manuel. - Where?
Right there.
Having trouble, Doctor?
Why?
You started smoking again.
- I'll see you next time. - It's your husband, huh?
What's wrong, Manuel?
It's just that...
I saw that his picture was no longer in your wallet.
Did you go through my things again?
No. Yes.
Yes, but I couldn't help it.
- I'll see you next time, okay? - I'm sorry, Doctor.
Manuel...
Goodbye.
Do you think he's talking about a woman?
I don't know.
What's going on?
Nothing.
I spoke to Jiménez and asked to come back.
Don't take it personal.
Ask anyone on the squad what they think about you,
I assure you that no one would want you around.
That's uplifting.
And what do you think?
That you'll have to do more than talk
for Jiménez to take you back.
Talk to me.
Okay, thanks. I owe you one.
I have what might be Mujica's current address.
Maybe I'll get lucky.
Are you coming?
Hello?
Good afternoon, I'm looking for Dr. Mujica.
I am too.
He doesn't live here?
He left, four years ago.
Who's looking for him?
The Police, ma'am.
Could we speak with you?
Come on in.
What did he do?
We believe he killed four people.
How long has it been since you've seen him?
I already told you, four years.
Then he disappeared-- vanished.
I understand that he had a clinic.
Yes, yes. Yes.
He sold his share to the partners,
after that they never saw him again.
My God, he did it.
I knew it would end like this.
You can't live with so much hate.
I understand.
Because of what happened to your son, Alejandro.
He started to be careless with his work...
he was like...
a ghost.
He just wanted revenge.
And he would leave the house,
just to meet up with them.
Who is "them", ma'am?
Them, I don't know.
They would go to Galvez's and...
He also lost a son, Mariano, from school.
We know.
What we need to know
is who else your husband would meet up with.
I don't know! I don't know!
I don't know.
I didn't want to be a part of that.
I'm afraid-- I was afraid. He...
He only thought about revenge.
And I asked him,
"Please, don't tell me anything about what you plan to do."
He only thought about revenge.
It's...
so painful...
to lose a child.
I wanted him to understand that maybe it was God's plan--
But he couldn't, he went crazy.
You can't live...
with so much hate.
Hello.
Did it open?
Hello?
Hi.
These things are so weird.
Have we met?
Maybe he needs his time, you think?
Come on, Doctor.
He was the one who started the little game at the office.
He was the one chasing me for months.
I finally said I would go out with him.
What did he want, a plutonic relationship?
What did you want?
Anything.
But not for him to act like a crazy woman.
Crazy, crazy...
Crazy, crazy.
A hole career down the drain
because of some crazy little girl.
I didn't touch her!
I swear I didn't touch her.
She deceived me.
She played me.
Some of the other teachers had warned me
about her games.
She liked to tease.
I guess she thought it would be funny if I lost my job.
I guess.
Hysteria is innate to woman, isn't it?
It's not.
...SOFIA'S accusation,
Besides Galvez and Mujica, how many more can there be?
I don't know, it's impossible to know now.
Martin, it's very important
to pressure the other kids' relatives.
We've got to keep them confined.
We can't lose this lead. It's very important.
- I'll speak to Jiménez. - Okay.
Hello?
Yeah, Laura.
I'm on my way.
Are we finished?
What are you doing?
You're crazy.
What are you doing?
Let me go. What are you doing?
Let me go.
What are you doing?
Hi.
- My God. - You're taking something.
Yeah, the prescription you gave me.
But that was five years ago.
I haven't changed, Doctor.
Amazing.
The epitaph talks about deception and games.
It talks about someone who enjoys deceiving.
So...?
Do you know why Penalver was fired?
No.
One of his students, Sofia Pena,
accused him of sexual harassment .
- Was it true? - No.
He was manic-depressive, not a sexual predator.
All right, we've got to find her.
Sofia Pena.
She's a model.
I called her agent and got her home number.
No!
Please!
No! No!
Please! No!
What did she do now?
Easy, she didn't do anything.
I want to talk to her.
What for?
- Where is she? - Working.
A photo shoot-- something like that.
Where, kiddo? Where?
I don't know, she wrote it down and--
- Where did she write it down? - Over here.
You could talk to her agent.
I want you to stay.
No.
Okay, then you'll stay in the car.
Do I have a choice?
No.
If I'm not out in five minutes, leave and call Martin.
Wouldn't it be better to call him now?
What if we're wrong?
If I'm not out in five minutes, call Martin.
Mother fucker.
Are you okay?
You're such an idiot.
Where's Laura?
She's fine.
The one you tried to save, however, is not so fine.
That son of a bitch killed her.
- How are you? - I think I'm all right.
- What are you doing here? - I got a lead.
- Why didn't you tell me? - I didn't have time.
You're doing it wrong.
A civilian interfering in the work of the police.
What? I saw him, not you.
I can have you arrested for this, asshole.
- Do it then. - Let's see if we can agree--
Do it.
I was so scared.
There's blood.
- What? - You injured him.
He'll go to a hospital.
He's a doctor, he can patch himself up.
Yeah, probably.
But he'll still need bandages and antibiotics.
Martin, we've got to circulate his picture.
We've got to check out the pharmacies in a 5km radius--
Hold up!
Who's in charge here?
Why don't you leave?
You're still making mistakes.
Do it for your friend, or shall I suspend him?
Leave.
You realize you're lucky, right?
- So was he. - I don't give a crap about him.
What you have to understand, is that if you're here...
it's because he let you live.
Okay, next time I see him I'll give him a kiss.
How about that?
What do you want, idiot, for him to kill you?
Don't be ridiculous.
If he kills me, who would you cook for? Huh?
Oh my God, just what I needed.
You to start joking around.
Either way, I won't feel safe
until everyone has been investigated.
That's what I tried telling Jiménez.
But that asshole doesn't want to listen.
- Hello? - Hello, Renzo.
Can you hear me?
This is Martin. We found Mujica.
Where?
The manager found him in the lobby...
dead.
He tried taking care of his own wounds.
Anything else?
There's a few clippings, drawings,
some tombstone designs.
We're not finished yet
but I'm sure we'll find many more things.
Okay, I'm on my way.
Don't even think about it.
I'm risking my neck just by calling you.
Jiménez made it very clear. I'm sorry.
Okay. All right.
Burns on the face.
The left hand was amputated.
Two fingers on the right hand.
50%% of the body contains burns...
possibly due to some sort of acid.
Drop me off here, please.
But we're not there yet.
Please.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
What's wrong, Laura?
Don't pressure me, please.
What? I'm pressuring you?
I went to pick you up?
I went to talk to you?
I made a mistake.
What mistake did you make?
Coming to see me?
Kissing me?
Waiting so long?
Marrying the wrong guy?
What fucking mistake did you make?
- Not telling you the truth. - About what?
The killer made me.
He said he would kill my son.
That I shouldn't get separated from you,
because he would kill my son.
He was with my son that day,
and he gave him a balloon that said, "I'm close by."
He was with my son.
Get out of the car.
Come on, what was I supposed to do?
I don't know.
Anything but lie to me.
I don't know.
No, you don't understand.
What I feel for you is real.
For the love of God, Laura.
My husband Fernan,
saw us the other day.
So being separated from him is also a lie?
No, of course not.
But he doesn't want to accept that the relationship is over.
What do I care, that's his problem.
No, because he'll take my son away from me.
- He'll ask for custody. - He can't do that.
Of course he can, he's a lawyer,
and he's one of the best and he knows how to do it.
Of course he can.
Fine.
I'm asking you for time.
I spent five years thinking about you.
Isn't that enough?
No, I don't have any more time,
nor do I feel like listening to you.
I understand you're protecting your son,
I think that's good.
I'd love to help you, but I can't.
I can barely help myself.
I'm going to you ask you for a favor.
Pretend that I was killed today.
That I don't exist... I never existed. Better yet,
think of me as a patient that you could never cure.
That will be very good.
Well, please.
Okay, fine...no, no...
Out, please, please.
Girlfriend?
Are you there?
Yes, of course you are.
You know something?
That creep got close.
It was my fault, I know. I know.
I was reckless and I shouldn't have been.
I shouldn't underestimate him.
He's fast, fast.
Damn, that son of a bitch is fast.
But I don't want you to worry.
I don't want you to worry.
Why?
Because I won't give him another chance.