SALVADOR
Opira.
So tell me what's there.
I can help you.
No.
Free me from torment. Protect me from fire. Free me from pain.
Free me from torment. Protect me from fire.
Take me away.
I wanna live forever.
Free me from torment and protect me.
Take me away from here.
Forever...
Hey, watch out!
They're coming this way! Watch out!
They're comin'! They comin'!
Are you tripping?
You're looking to * die?
- Doesn't matter either way. - Well, this is Santo's territory.
- Santo doesn't exist. - You watch your mouth, white girl.
Santo is our father.
He's father to everyone here.
Bullshit.
Are you Santo?
Do you want to save yourself?
Free me from torment. Protect me from fire. Free me from pain.
Take me away from here forever.
Forever.
Can you talk?
They're running some tests on you.
But it looks like you're okay.
How are you feeling?
You've been missing for months, you know.
What happened?
Do you remember? Huh?
They say that you are Santo's lover.
Have you seen him?
Where is he?
I never left his side.
Why don't you believe me?
There's no point in looking.
You'll never find him, you know.
Let's go!
Good morning. We're all here.
All right, guys. Come in.
Hey! What are you thinking? You're gonna kill him.
Hello?
Are you okay?
Would you like me...
...to hear confession?
No, Father.
You can't forgive me for this.
God forgives all of our sins.
Not mine, though.
Your god won't forgive this.
Neither will mine.
I'm sorry, but you can't stay here.
I'm going to contact social services.
...the kidnapping of six kids in Madrid yesterday.
The authorities are continuing their search...
- Let's go. - Wait. They're saying something. Hold on.
The National Police believe the kidnappings
may be connected to the drug trafficker known as Santo.
And they believe that the increased activity in the last few days
could be a sign that the drug trafficking ring is growing.
- The kidnapping... - We gotta move.
...children in Madrid has many similarities
to the kidnapping that took place in Lavapiés last week.
Hi.
Kidnapped six more children.
You saw the USB files?
So where the * have you been hiding?
He's going to kill them all to save us.
To wash away our guilt with the blood of the innocent.
He'll murder them all just for us.
Good afternoon.
Sorry to keep you waiting.
So this is just a preliminary statement.
No lawyer present. You can refuse if you wish.
- So I'm being arrested, or... - No.
Just talk about your side.
And then you'll let me get back to work. You may have seen the news.
Yes, but there are others on the case.
Sit down, please.
This recording is from August 12th.
- Are you in Barajas? - Forget about Barajas!
- That's what I'm saying. - How much do you want?
- And don't call me any more. - Come on!
I don't want your money! I really don't care.
I don't work for you. I don't work for anyone, for * sake.
I'm gonna kill you,*
- I'll do it! I'll * do it! - Are you threatening me?
You've been wiring squad cars?
- You got permission? - Don't worry.
it won't be used as evidence.
You can refuse to answer.
Would you identify the other person?
José Antonio Juanas, AKA Chinche.
Chinche, yes. Chinche.
If you listen to my part, you'll hear that I wanted nothing to do with that man.
The judicial police found banknotes at your home.
Banknotes that were used on the 30th of June
in a covert operation by Europol at the Port of Rotterdam.
And how'd you discover they were there?
- I didn't know they were there. - 250,000 euros.
Can you tell us where you got them?
- Someone's * with me. - Oh, yeah?
Tell us.
Excuse me.
- How is she? - I don't know.
They don't know when we'll be able to see her.
- Was she with the teacher? - Mm.
He brought her in here, poor guy.
They bought coke for her birthday. And pills. I don't know.
Lucía got furious after the guys from Internal Affairs left.
- They took a load of stuff. - Got furious?
What do you mean?
- What was that money doing there? - Right.
What the hell was all that cash doing there?
Are you gonna grill me?
You're not gonna say anything?
Have you gone over to Cardona's?
Did he kill the three of them?
The Norwegian. Did it with a kitchen knife.
We found two of ours dead.
They shot them full of bullets.
They had no chance of defending themselves.
The Norwegian was on the floor in the kitchen.
Are you all right?
Yes.
Sorry.
FORENSICS
Susana Jackson García. Deputy Inspector.
ID number EM7649H.
Mm-hmm. This is your signature, right?
Yes.
Some of the calls registered a few days before the deaths
of the drug traffickers Juan José Velilla and Cristóbal Nilo
were made from the coordinates of Detective Millán's house.
Why wasn't this in your report?
- The information wasn't conclusive. - So you knew about it?
- Yes, but at the time, I didn't... - What didn't you know?
Nothing.
I'm big on following every rule.
Was there ever a time that Millán said anything in front of you that might have...
If there'd been even a minor irregularity in his conduct, I would've written it.
Don't worry. We're not questioning your behavior.
He's the one who has an inquiry open on him.
Maybe we're going a little fast. Hmm?
NATIONAL POLICE CORPS
- Do you know what color the dress was? - Black, for sure.
Hey, look.
The websites they looked at.
A couple of emails were sent, but we're still checking the address.
The patrol car is here.
All right, get up and show me your hands.
- Get up! - No, please do not shoot.
- Get up! - Please!
Game over.
Get out!
- Take it easy. - Get out!
I didn't kill any police officers.
So how come you're running?
Don't look.
Freeze!
You all right?
I think so. Just the vest, I think.
***
Only one person, please.
Are you okay?
I'm here, sweetie.
You staying?
How is she?
- I'm gonna kill you, you son of a *! - Millán!
- What did you do? - You crazy or what?
Let me go. God damn it! Let me go!
***
You can go in now.
I'm a piece of shit, Arantxa. A * piece of shit.
You need some rest. Go home. Lucía's fine.
Don't know why I do what I do.
- I was only trying to hide the money... - No. Not now. Please don't.
Hey, listen.
Nothing's gonna happen to you two, I swear.
Why tell me that?
- Hey... - Why are you saying that?
Is it so I'll forgive you?
What is this?
People are watching me. I'm sure they saw you come in.
You wanna kill me? Are you crazy or what? Huh?
- I know where Santo is. - What?
He's in San Miguel.
- You know it, don't you? - How do you know?
- Bárbara told me. - Bárbara?
They took her to a house in that neighborhood when they separated us.
She heard the trains all day long. That's where Santo is.
- How do you know? - The police have to go!
- Tell me how. - Search every house until they find him!
Hold on. It's a big neighborhood.
Hey, calm down.
He's gonna kill those kids.
You have got to do something now!
Well, you know I'm not a cop anymore.
Suspended. I've been suspended from the force. You listening?
Kill me, then.
- Kill me! Just do it! - No.
Kill me now!
I did it.
It was me who killed the boy.
Murdered.
Then I cut him all up.
Of course I'm right. We have to go to San Miguel.
He's in that neighborhood.
Why not? You know something?
You need to calm your * down.
If Internal Affairs sees you snooping, you'll be off the force.
- I don't give a * about them. - I do.
Tomorrow, I have to talk. I'm defending you.
Even though I have no idea what you're involved in.
I didn't ask you to defend me.
We have a call for him.
Can you hear me? Who are you?
- You know exactly who I am. - Have we met?
Of course. You're famous, Detective.
- Everyone's talking about you. - What do you want?
I have one of the kids. What will you give me if I hand him over?
You're not Santo. You're not even Brazilian. It's not funny.
Help me!
Please. Help me!
We have the exact location.
Colonia las Fuentes.
- Let's go. - Wait.
- He's a fraud. That's not Santo. - So what?
- Didn't you hear the child? - We're going to San Miguel!
Don't give me any more orders.
And go home.
Go ahead.
Let's go.
Lord of my life. My father.
Master of us all.
Master who taught me all I know.
He who holds the keys.
He who knows every path.
Protect me from darkness.
Free me from torment.
Protect me from fire.
Free me from all illness.
I beseech you, Lord,
for you to make me invisible before my enemies.
May your weapons cause no wounds.
And may the Master grant me the power of fire
and darkness.
And may death walk with them
as it walked with me.
Freeze! Hold your fire!
May your fire, Lord,
follow us
until it drinks our blood and poisons my body.
And may my deepest fears rise above all else.
Millán! I was expecting you!
It's okay. I'm here. Easy.
Let the kid go and let me inside.
- Where are the others? - They're not here!
They will never be!
Millán, you're too close.
I'm coming in right now.
We'll talk, okay? I'm coming in. But take it easy.
And long may you reign forevermore.
In the name of the Father...
We know you're not Santo.
Amen.