A PRIVATE AFFAIR
-My purse, my necklace! Officer, please! -Stop!
-My purse, my purse! -Stop! Stop! I said stop!
Stop!
You're under arrest. Let's go.
From a young age, my father taught me that being a police officer
means much more than solving heinous crimes
and protecting citizens.
It's a way of life.
I still remember the skillful way he had
of fostering that feeling in my sister Marina and I.
Every night,
he would play with us in solving mysterious cases.
Cases we thought were made up,
but that we eventually discovered were real.
because, as you know, I am the fifth generation of the Quiroga family
to serve on the force.
Allow me to propose a toast to my family.
Without them, I would not be here today.
I want to thank my mother, Asunción,
who always believed in me
and pushed me to follow in my father's footsteps.
My wife, Rosa,
who has put up with her husband's
bizarre work schedule without complaint.
And finally, I want to thank my sister Marina.
She is...
She...
Well, you already know her.
Where is Marina?
Miss Marina?
Is the speech over already?
These social events make me sick.
Such posing, and only the men talk.
Nothing changes, Héctor.
Where's the car?
Your brother's becoming Commissioner,
who else can do the speech?
I don't know, my mother, his wife, a police colleague.
But there are no policewomen.
That's the problem, Héctor.
-Where are you going? -I've an appointment I can't miss.
Miss, if you leave, you're going to get into trouble.
And worse, you're going to get me in trouble too.
Héctor, I said I'd be at the announcement and now it's been announced.
No one has to know that you saw me.
Thank you!
Stay with my mother.
I'll be back soon!
Every time we meet you look more elegant.
Do you like it?
I love it.
Did you get everything I asked?
-Everything. -Everything?
Here you go.
Let's see.
What was that?
Nothing to do with us.
Let's go.
No, not today.
Here. I'll be back for it soon.
I'd stay out of trouble if I were you.
Thank you, Toni.
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God. It's...
Hold on. Hold on!
No!
Police.
There's been a murder, you must come quickly!
Calm down, miss.
Tell me who you are and where you are.
I'm Marina Quiroga. I'm at the dock...
Right! It's you, Miss Quiroga.
Xosé here. This is more original than last time.
Cabanillas, a man just attacked me.
There's a woman dead on the ground. Mobilize everyone.
Like when they were going to kidnap the son of the U.S. ambassador.
Or when you spotted that wolf in the city.
Cabanillas, just as well my father is not here,
otherwise I'd let him know how useless you are.
Will you please come here with a patrol?
The harbor patrol.
Some sailors just found a woman's body in an alley. Let's go.
-Just mobilize your people! -Come on, Cabanillas.
-Cabanillas? -Miss, are you there?
Of course I'm here. Did you think I'd jumped in the water?
Wait for me here. I won't be long.
Commissioner.
Where's the body?
Down there.
I was going to come to your event, but...
I know you thought things would be different.
But I hope we can work together.
Zarco.
-Commissioner. -Brief me on the situation.
Female, 35 years old, stab wound.
Possible cause of death: severed carotid artery.
-Any witnesses? -Yes.
They were taking evidence without gloves!
And one of them was smoking next to the body.
What do they teach them at the academy?
Honestly, you can tell Dad's not here anymore.
Good evening.
-Can we talk for a moment? -But...
Please.
What are you doing here?
We've been looking for you for an hour to take the family photo.
I just witnessed a murder.
A woman died in my arms, I was almost killed,
and you're worried about your inauguration photo?
If you hadn't left, you would've been fine.
It's always the same.
Do you want my statement or do I need an officer
who cares about the only witness who saw the killer's face?
You saw the killer's face?
Yes.
So you can describe him.
-I could... -But?
It was very dark.
-Right. -But he had brown eyes.
Great. Since this is Sweden and we all have blue eyes...
When will you realize I can help with investigations?
Here we go again.
-What is that? -Look.
I used my brooch to defend myself,
and this piece of cloth got caught in the pin.
-You stabbed him with a brooch? -Of course.
And this piece of cloth will lead us to him.
And with a hair we catch Al Capone.
That's enough, Marina, do you hear me?
Excuse me, Commissioner.
-We've found something. -I'm coming.
Marina, stay here, please.
They just found it.
It might be connected to this case.
-Did you see what's inside? -No.
Open it.
Science and criminology journals.
You can't get them in Spain.
Contraband goods. I should arrest you for this.
-You should read them. -"Olive green, fall's new color."
Elegance isn't incompatible with intelligence, Detective.
-And who are you? -Enough.
Stop running away, stop investigating,
-stop endangering yourself. -I'm not a child.
No, you're worse. You can spank a child
and ground her so she won't leave the house.
-Marina! -What?
Am I under arrest? Because if not, I'm taking my magazines.
Come on, gentlemen, we're done wasting time.
Everybody up, search the scene. Go!
Listen, the dead woman had the symbol carved on her chest,
-the killer's signature. -We'll notify the family.
-Let Cabanillas handle it. -Of course.
Miss Marina. Allow me.
Let's go home.
What do you see here?
A lady who's hung herself.
Are you sure?
You have to look beyond
what meets the eye at first glance.
Focus on...
The details!
Exactly.
What is there and what is not there.
The details tell the story of the crime.
There is no stool or ladder.
The lady couldn't have done it by herself. How could she even get up there?
Well done, Marina.
You have earned the police merit medal, young lady.
When you grow up, you will make a fine police commissioner.
Girls can't be policemen.
But they will one day.
Change will come from within.
Never let anyone tell you what to do.
You don't need a badge to be a great police officer.
-Do you understand? -Yes, I understand.
What are you doing with your father's gun?
Practicing.
Practicing for what?
To catch the killer.
Follow me.
Your breakfast...
-When did you clean all this up? -Last night.
It couldn't be perfect.
-I'll get a feather duster. -No, Héctor, wait.
I don't need you to clean up.
Then what do you need me for?
The time has come for me to prove
I can be the great police officer my father taught me to be.
Wow, I didn't expect that reaction.
The whole thing is crazy.
You can't arrest a murderer as if you were a policeman,
because you're not a policeman.
Well, my father didn't agree.
That's a pin, not a police medal.
Come on, we both know the only problem
stopping me from being a police officer is I'm a woman.
That's a fact. I don't know if it's a problem.
Believe me, it is.
I'm a woman who has the bravery and intelligence of ten men.
And the humility, don't forget the humility.
That is also important in a good policeman.
I knew I could count on you.
What?
I want to make a dress with this fabric.
Let's see.
It's fine quality, very fine.
A three-color jacquard.
-It's a man's fabric. -Let's leave sex behind us now.
-Where can I find it? -I don't know.
You can't find something made in this fabric
just anywhere.
Something like this can only be ordered from Ribadeo Galleries.
Thank you for your cooperation. I'll make a note of it in the report.
What did you say?
The whole thing is crazy.
I said you didn't have to come with me.
And what's wrong with what I'm doing?
-I'm going shopping. -You and I both know that's not true.
You used me. If I had known that sample was from the killer...
Héctor, if you helped my father
with his investigations,
you shouldn't feel bad about helping me with this one.
I used to take messages for Don Alfonso when the police called the house.
But you want to turn me into Watson.
You look more like a Poirot.
Look, we're here.
RIBADEO GALLERIES
So this would be our latest. Would you like to take a look?
-Good morning. -Good morning.
-I was looking for a gentleman's coat. -Certainly. For your father?
Husband.
Anything in particular?
A classic style? Something dressy?
We'd like something out of the ordinary.
Like us.
-A tweed, perhaps? -No, heaven forbid, not a tweed.
What was the name of that fabric we liked so much?
I don't know. You know I don't care about that fashion nonsense.
-We should just go. -No, no. No way.
We're not leaving here until I've bought you that coat.
Sometimes my left foot falls asleep.
If you could give me a clue...
It's a...
A ja... Jacq...
-Something in three colors. -Three-color jacquard?
-That's it. -Wait here for a moment.
Thank you.
-This is crazy. -Stop complaining.
I told you not to come.
Excuse me.
How wonderful!
Thank you so much.
Try it on, darling, it's going to look great.
-If I may... -Yes, thank you.
It looks sublime.
I imagine not many customers can afford something like this.
It is an expensive item, yes,
but it has been one of our successes this season.
Really?
Yes. I've lost count of how many we've sold.
You don't say.
So? Are you taking it?
-No, no, good God. Take it off. -I don't think it's that bad.
But we were looking for something more exclusive,
that would let us identify with it.
You're right. I can't identify with this.
Thank you.
Well, darn it. We haven't made much progress.
-Miss-- -I know, don't tell me again.
I shouldn't investigate.
But I know I was so close. If only I had another thread to pull on...
Did you see or hear anything at the crime scene?
Me?
You always say no one notices the butler.
I'm sure, as observant as you are,
that you must've seen or heard something.
I heard nothing of interest, I assure you.
-What did you just do? -What do you mean?
Héctor, I grew up with you.
You know me better than anyone, but I know you too.
You just touched your ear, and that means you're lying.
I never lie.
-I knew it! -What are you doing?
Please, Héctor, you have to tell me. Please, tell me, please.
-What did you see? -Okay.
I heard some policemen remark that the victim
had a symbol drawn on her body.
-A symbol? -Something near her chest,
as if it were the killer's signature.
Why didn't you tell me before?
Turn around, we must investigate.
-What? -Turn around!
The only way to investigate this symbol is to get in there.
Why don't you ask Don Ricardo directly?
Do you think the coroner would give me that information,
as close as he was to my father?
No, we have to sneak in. You'll open the way for me.
All I want to know is if this symbol exists.
Nobody would believe that.
If you find it, you'll just look for another symbol,
and from that symbol to another symbol, and it will go on and on.
-I'm leaving. -I promise we'll go home after this.
Another death?
Yes, here's the information.
Do you promise?
What? Come on, Héctor.
Come on. Go.
Let's see...
Okay, the name is correct. The date is too.
-Good afternoon. -Hey, where are you going?
Sorry. To file a complaint,
is this the way in?
-Well, if you're dead, yes. -What?
This is the entrance to the morgue.
The entrance to the station is through the front.
It's just that they stole everything from me.
What can I do? Give you a cadaver?
-Come on, go away. -No... If...
-Sorry. -I told you. Go to the police station.
Good afternoon.
It's the other way, sir!
We won't focus on establishing the cause...
Right there's fine, thanks. It's heading for cold storage.
We'll focus on the chronology of...
Marina?
-Miss, I'm only following orders. -You have no right to detain me.
I got lost looking for my brother.
Morais, to the investigation room.
Just what I needed.
Yes. Yes, no...
Yes, I'm looking at the report.
Don't bother, Miss Quiroga.
What you saw had nothing to do with the case.
I don't have to explain what I do or don't do in my free time.
If you were having a picnic with friends,
I wouldn't mind in the least.
But you snuck into the morgue
where the victim of the case we're investigating is.
-Therefore-- -The victim? Or the victims?
Because I think you forgot--
You forgot to tell the public this is not an isolated crime.
-I don't know what you're talking about. -I hope you do.
Or you'll be showing me again that this police station,
since my father left, leaves a lot to be desired.
How long have you been here?
You still don't know who I am, do you?
I am Pablo Zarco, the--
The best student from my father's last class.
Well, I don't know about the best, but...
But, yes, your father was my mentor.
He admired you a lot too.
For the great man who connects us,
you should have no problem admitting
that the man at the port isn't just a murderer,
but a serial killer who marks victims with the fleur-de-lis.
I could lock you up in a cell for what you just did.
And I could tell the press, you'd have the whole city on you.
There's a serial killer on the loose!
What do you want?
Hey, hey, hey.
First of all, call me by my first name.
No. I'd rather not, Miss Quiroga.
I've been told it's best to keep one's distance with you.
But you're special.
To my father, I mean.
And if you were special to my father, you're special to me.
Pablo...
I can help you with this case!
No.
No. I've only been at this station ten months,
I won't stick my neck out for you.
-Women should be alerted to this danger. -Don't exaggerate.
-He only attacks prostitutes. -Excuse me? Aren't they women?
I need to see the reports from the other murders.
-What you are asking me to do is crazy. -Yes.
So is the idea of women police officers.
Yet my father believed in it.
Pablo, I was also a gifted student.
But at home.
Help me succeed. As if he were still here.
WOMAN FOUND MURDERED
I still can't believe they let you photograph all that evidence.
Pablo turned out to be much more reasonable than he seemed.
I thought blackmail had something to do with his concession.
You're leaving dust there.
Here we go.
Three murders in three different places and dates
with no apparent relation to each other.
All had their throats slashed with a knife
and the same symbol carved on their chests, a fleur-de-lis.
The fleur-de-lis is the symbol of the lily flower,
which represents purity of body and spirit.
Perhaps the killer intended to purify them by using it.
The first one they found
was Julia Ndongo, about 44 years old, of African origin.
The second was Manoli, last name unknown, she wasn't in the census.
And the third was the poor girl I found at the port.
Carmen Ulloa, 49 years old, Galician.
It is a puzzle without end.
And here I thought you weren't interested in the case.
Force of habit.
So many times listening to your father.
Can you help me with something?
I don't think so.
What do you want to do with this thing?
Ramón! I was just wondering when you would arrive.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Asunción, I brought you...
The suitor!
Thank you. Marina!
-Héctor! Is Marina with you? -Careful, it's delicate.
See you on the other side of the wall.
You said I only needed to load this in the car.
Things have become more complicated. Thank you, Héctor.
-Would you like a drink till she arrives? -No, thank you.
Actually, alcohol doesn't agree with me.
-I prefer water. -Really!
-I didn't see that coming. -That's the way I am.
-A glass of water, then, with some ice. -Yes, please.
-Take off your coat, dear. -Yes, my coat.
Sorry!
You owe me big time.
Héctor, thank you.
And know that your mother told me to comb the city until I find you.
My mother really likes that Ramón guy.
What did you think of him?
He's short-legged, isn't he?
Come on, let's go.
-I don't know what we're doing here. -Investigating.
This is where Julia was killed, the first woman to be murdered.
Let's see, let's put this here. Careful.
There.
Many criminological studies
speak of the importance of the first murder.
The killer hasn't yet refined his technique
and is much more likely to make a mistake.
I understand that, but it has been weeks since the death.
There can't be a shred of evidence left.
Have you heard of infrared radiation?
Radiation? Like that of a nuclear bomb?
No. Like that of an ordinary light bulb.
Turn on the generator.
If you place a glass with a special dye
that blocks all light except ultraviolet light,
some fluids, such as blood or fingerprints, react to that light.
And they say that your magazines are useless.
Look.
Traces of blood.
That must be where he first attacked her.
Help!
The girl fled that way.
The killer probably cut her off on this side.
Look at this.
She lost a lot of blood here.
She must have fallen down here.
He probably grabbed her and they struggled.
The killer had to come here to finish her off
and carve the fleur-de-lis.
He probably jumped down from here.
Let's see.
Here it is.
Héctor, open my briefcase and take out the tweezers.
And the compact.
Thank you.
Looks like an insect shell.
Something that went completely unnoticed by the police
and that we've just discovered.
What is it?
I have to admit that only one other person
has ever impressed me as much with their deductions
as you have just now, and that person was your father.
What was that?
Let's go, Héctor, come on.
Where are you going?
Have you lost your mind, Miss Quiroga?
You got off lightly. Were you spying?
I was investigating. I'm a policeman, remember?
-Investigating in my car? -Don't be silly.
I know you found something you intend to take with you.
I thought you weren't spying.
Miss Quiroga, cooperate.
You know what they say, "Two heads are better than one."
The trouble is that with you, Detective, there would be three of us.
Well, that's too bad.
We have a microscope at the station
that can magnify a sample to 50 times its size,
and whatever it is that you've taken,
it looks very small.
-You are a-- -Stop it, no, no.
It's more elegant if you don't finish the sentence.
Shall we go, please?
Thank you very much.
Careful.
You're squeezing too hard, you'll squash it.
Miss Quiroga, if I wanted to be reprimanded,
I'd have stayed at home.
Does your wife have a bad temper?
My mother.
Well, now we have something in common.
Look at that.
-Will you let me? -Sorry.
Thank you.
Well, it's some kind of millipede.
Offhand, I don't think it's unusual to find this in a dirty alley.
What's important is whether the killer had it on him
and left it in the wall. Let me see.
-What are you doing? -Removing impurities.
Careful... But...
You're right, it's just an insect.
-No, no. What is it? What did you see? -Nothing.
I think we've had enough of this detective game for today.
-Right? -I think so, too.
Miss Quiroga, if you've found something, you're obliged to tell me.
Get some rest, Detective.
Glad to have you in town.
Come, Héctor.
A cochineal!
What? Well, I find him to be a very attractive young man.
What? No, the insect, I mean.
It's a cochineal, red, to be exact.
-How do you know? -Look.
This is the stain from when I touched the insect.
My favorite coat is dyed the same. I know where to find the killer.
Then tell the police and that's it.
No.
Stop, Héctor, stop.
It's there.
-Are you sure? -Yes.
It's the only factory in the city that dyes fabrics with cochineal.
I don't know why, I thought it'd be luminous and glowing.
Come on, a man as big as you can't be afraid of this.
Lucky they don't work nights.
What if there's a security guard hanging around?
We'll be two against one.
What's that?
Look.
Wonderful.
Hide, Héctor!
What do you mean, hide? We're trespassing on private property.
What are you doing, miss?
How did it occur to you to bring your father's gun?
For God's sake, miss. Let's go.
What if it's the killer?
Are you okay?
Stop!
-Miss, are you okay? -Yes.
-Where did you learn to shoot like that? -Shoot?
Threading a needle the first time requires a lot of marksmanship.
Of course, I know.
Marina, where have you been, looking like that?
-The young lady was-- -Shopping.
-Ramón do Porto, nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you. -I brought you...
Thank you very much. Good night.
Charmed.
-A drink? -No, thank you, Héctor.
"Curiosity killed the cat."
That flower is a warning to stand down.
ON THE NEXT EPISODES...
No way.
-Do you have a plan? -When have I not had one?
I'm going to go through with this.
Count me in.
Nobody move, this is the police!
Brake!
I'm going to be sick.