Belascoaran, PI (2022) s01e02 Episode Script

1
Renato Barrera.
Your sister is helping me out,
we're working on some negotiation demands.
THEY PUT LIPSTICK ON HIM AND SHOT HIM
UNION LEADER SHOT DEAD
FAIRY GETS HIS WINGS TORN OFF
HIS BODY WAS FOUND IN A CITY PARK
You won't find anything.
He was left here, but he was already dead.
How did he get here?
Someone dumped his body out of a car
and they just left him.
Do you remember the type of car?
No.
Stay right where you are, pervert!
For fuck's sake.
CARNIVAL OF LUS
POLICE RAID ORGY
PUBLIC INDECENCY
You're free to go, hot stuff.
Though I wouldn't mind
if you stayed longer.
Hey, watch it!
What happened to me, handsome?
You said you were here to help?
So, what about Crystal, hmm?
She has to pay the fine
for public indecency!
Let her go, I'll cover it.
Only because
Prince Charming asked so nicely.
Grab your things!
Thanks, handsome.
- You can stop by any time.
- It's okay.
NETFLIX PRESENTS
- I hope your friend gets better.
- Thanks.
Enough already!
EPISODE II
EASY STUFF
Sorry you got arrested.
Thanks for bailing me out. Crystal and me.
Well, a friend of yours
is a friend of mine.
What about your friend, Barrera?
What was he after?
Normal stuff.
Higher pay, job security, healthcare.
He started a union
pushing for real change.
You think
he was killed just for that?
You know how these people are.
They're willing to do anything,
so long as it means they'll get rich.
But something is fishy about this.
She was right, it was fishy.
DELEX
METALS AND QUALITY REBAR
But it was
that same pungent aroma of fishiness
that always seemed to accompany
stories from the city I loved so much.
Maybe the smell is what gives
the sky its gray, filthy, dirty look?
More than the city itself,
I love its people more than anything.
Hey, watch where you're going, asshole!
Barrera was the only one who talked.
Just him.
Do you know who he talked to?
He only told us about you.
He said you helped him out
and that's why we looked for you.
But that's all we know.
Camposanto. He's the one to look out for.
And who is Camposanto?
Well, he's a big-time engineer.
One of the suits at the plant.
And did you talk to him?
Do you think we're totally crazy?
What if he's the one who killed Barrera?
Camposanto was Barrera's friend.
He wanted to support him.
That's what he told me.
I think his boyfriend killed him.
No, listen to me,
the tabloids made that up.
He was the union leader
at the rebar factory, Delex.
A good detective
shouldn't rule anything out.
Also, how can you be
so sure that he wasn't gay?
That doesn't matter.
You need to stop being a prick.
He was Elisa's friend.
She says that he was murdered
when he threatened to go on strike.
I don't know, buddy.
But sometimes things
are exactly what they seem.
So, by that logic,
do you think the police
catching me in the park means I'm
Well, now that you mention it,
I always had my suspicions, to be honest.
Oh, why don't you shut up!
Trust me you shouldn't
go to those places anymore.
You need to cleanse your soul.
And remember, the Pope is coming.
You don't want to get excommunicated!
Just stop playing
with your lug nuts and Keli-Cola
and get back to work!
Just wasting my time.
Fucking moron.
I want to request your services.
Raisins! We have raisins!
Some of the plumpest,
juiciest raisins I've ever had in stock!
I've never seen
a batch of raisins look this good!
Please, have a seat.
Are you done admiring me?
I'd imagine
you're quite used to that, right?
How can I help you? What was your name?
I thought you recognized me.
Uh
I'm Marisa Ferrer, actress.
I need your help to stop
my daughter from committing suicide.
Very well.
What is the child's name?
Virginia.
Mmm.
And she's not a child.
Don't make me doubt your abilities.
So how old is she?
She's seventeen.
And what happened to her?
A couple of days ago, she had an
accident.
Hmm.
She fell from our house's balcony
and broke her arm.
I'm sorry to hear that, but there
are other professionals who can help.
- Psychologists, specialists
- That's not all.
Virginia's changed.
I don't recognize her.
I'm sure she's hiding something
and I need you
to help me figure out what it is.
How much would you charge
to handle this case?
Who told you I do this for the money?
Everyone does everything for the money.
I didn't mean to be rude.
Virginia is the only thing I have.
I don't want to lose her.
Let me see if I can find anything out.
- Thank you, dear.
- Don't mention it.
Here's the address.
Come to my house tomorrow for lunch.
Hey, hey, hey.
Did you just Was that woman
Marisa Ferrer, the actress? Ah!
This case is going to change our lives!
I can't believe it!
Whatever you want from me,
I'll do it. Everything, man.
Mm.
I can still smell
her perfume in the air right now!
Buddy! Relax.
As you said, you wouldn't want
to get excommunicated, hmm?
Cleanse your soul,
that's how did you put it, right?
Trouble sleeping again?
The dead guy in the park or the girl?
An engineer.
And the girl's mom.
When will you be back?
Soon, I think.
Soon like tomorrow
or soon like next month?
Pretty soon. Once I win.
And what if I start to miss you?
You know how it is, we do our own thing.
But we're always together.
Barrera's stiff face
and Marisa's fake demeanor
kept me awake all night.
How do other detectives do this?
Do they get their stories mixed up?
Do they get lunch invitations
from femme fatales
who might spell their doom?
If I couldn't sleep,
I was at least going to find out
if what Marisa said was true,
that there was more to this story
than just a depressed teenager.
We sell tamales.
Oaxacan, from Chiapas, Guerrero,
we can fill them with mole,
jalapeños, cheese, beans, corn
No, thanks. How about a Keli-Cola.
Sure.
Thank you.
Tell us where it is
and we'll leave you alone.
- Let me go!
- Hand it over now!
Let me go, you idiots! I don't have it!
Hey, hey, hey!
Enough already, leave her alone.
Mind your own business, asshole!
You looking for a fight?
That's enough, just calm down.
- Why'd you hit them, asshole?
- Because I haven't slept!
Fuck off!
Try me! Come at me.
Easy there, don't try anything stupid.
Uh! Ah!
Get out of here!
And stop acting like tough guys.
You okay?
And you?
Are you okay?
Who were they?
Who are you?
Belascoarán, Héctor Belascoarán.
Belascoarán, my guardian angel.
You had a gun? And didn't pull it out?
You could've
scared them away with just that!
No.
It's better not to tempt death.
And my aim's pretty bad,
even on a good day.
Virginia was hiding something behind
that innocent schoolgirl façade.
But so was Marisa.
The story of
a damsel in distress was intriguing,
but another story, another case,
still grabbed my attention.
There was something suspicious
going on in that rebar plant,
and this engineer Camposanto
might have the answers.
Is everyone in this city
hiding something, even him?
Everyone does everything for the money.
Who're you?
Morning!
I'm looking for Engineer Camposanto.
Uh-huh.
Wait a minute, aren't you that
Héctor Belascoarán Shayne.
From that 64,000 Pesos show.
You worked at
General Mechanics, didn't you?
- Yeah, that too.
- Huh. Yeah
You cost me my job, asshole.
Now get out of here.
Are you serious?!
Move it!
I'm sorry.
Ah!
Go on.
I think that should do it.
That weighed a ton!
Had I known it'd be that heavy,
I'd have gone on strike, too.
It's made of lead,
not feathers, moron.
- That hurt!
- Come on. We still have more.
GUADALAJARA
BARRERA - "EL POPULAR" CAFE
THURSDAY 10TH
Barrera had
a scheduled meeting with Camposanto.
DELEX UNION LEADER DEAD
But first, he had
an unscheduled meeting with death.
WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 9, 1978
NEPTUNE MANUAL DICTIONARY
- Hello.
- Who are you?
Héctor Belascoarán Shayne.
- Independent detective.
- Why are you here?
I would like a word with you,
if you're free.
Security to my office.
I heard you had plans
to meet with Barrera.
That you wanted to help him.
- Well, what you heard was wrong.
- Hmm.
Now, please leave.
What happened?
Were the union's demands too much for you?
That situation is much more complicated
than you could ever imagine.
I know this can't be easy,
especially when you have
a family to look after
and, well, a pretty bad hangover.
You just don't understand.
- Barrera
- Mm-hmm.
is just the start. Okay?
What's going on?
Mr. Cuesta, this man is
Who the hell are you?
He's a detective.
I'm investigating
the murder of Renato Barrera.
Barrera, Barrera.
I'm sick and tired of hearing that name!
You're trespassing.
If you have any questions,
talk to the police.
Commander Paniagua
has already closed that case.
Paniagua. Of course.
Please lead the way out
for the detective.
Don't worry, I know the way out.
Sorry to bother you, goodbye.
If the Delex story already smelled fishy,
then the name Paniagua
made it stink to high heavens.
Cuesta, Camposanto
The stench of managers and policemen
had clouded out the scent
of Marisa's perfume in my mind,
only leaving behind
a stench reminiscent of sewage.
JAVIER VILLAREAL
SEWAGE TREATMEN
Hey! Look what the cat dragged in!
I thought you retired!
This is the detective I told you about.
- Oh.
- Meet your new office mate.
The man's an expert in shit.
Well, that's not exactly right.
Um My name's
Javier "El Gallo" Villarreal.
- I am a water engineer.
- Uh-huh.
And also sewage.
Or shit.
Gilberto told me all about you.
Don't believe him.
Those Keli-Colas are getting to him.
So
where the hell
will you be working from now on?
- Seems like you don't know how to share.
- Ah.
I'll work here during the day
and Gallo will work nights.
Right. Heh. Then I guess that means
you're going to lower my rent, no?
- Be grateful I haven't increased it.
- Oh, that's interesting.
Also, my services
as your secretary aren't free either!
- Oh yeah?
- Mm-hmm.
Well, if you're my secretary,
do I have messages?
- Yeah, you've got one.
- Hmm?
And in the future, can you please
try to write them more clearly?
I had issues with two of my clients
thanks to your handwriting.
- Hmph.
- Thanks!
- Of course.
- Detective.
YOUR NOT FOOLIN' NO ONE
RESTOCK THE SODAS!
You misspelled "you're".
THE POPE
Ah!
- Why are you following me, pervert?
- Pervert? I
was just making sure
no one was following you.
And you did that by following me?
Yeah, I guess.
You really scared me to death.
Sorry.
Anyways, my house is that way.
Can I come with you?
This is it.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
You're right on time, detective.
I see you met Virginia.
I'm glad.
Detective?
See?
I'm not very good at interior decorating.
I'm only an actress, after all.
- Hmm.
- Burgos is waiting for us.
Sorry, who's Burgos?
And there she was, under the balcony
unconscious.
It's something I still
haven't recovered from.
Burgos is like
a father to Virginia.
He's been in her life
since she was a baby.
May I ask, if you don't mind, Marisa,
where were you when the accident happened?
Oh, I had this awful headache
- Marisa suffers from terrible migraines.
- Mm.
Bright lights bother her.
Luckily, I happened to be there
to bring her medicine and make it go away.
I want to thank you for what you did
at the school this morning, detective.
They told me it was you who intervened?
Why? What happened at school?
Just some punks bothering Virginia.
A bunch of teenagers.
Excuse me, ma'am?
Virginia refuses to come downstairs.
What should I do?
Um, if you don't mind,
I can take it up.
Of course.
I'm not hungry!
May I come in?
So you're spying on me now?
What are you?
My guardian angel or my mom's employee?
I am the needle in the haystack ♪
Why do you keep looking ♪
When I'm already in your pocket? ♪
We are a bedtime story ♪
I know there's a journey
What journey is here? ♪
Did you really jump from here?
What do you think?
That you're too young
to be doing that kind of stuff. All right?
Then what's the right age
to start doing that kind of stuff?
So who were those punks
harassing you this morning?
What did they want?
Don't know.
I don't know them.
You don't?
Ah.
Who's this dork? Your boyfriend?
Not anymore.
Is that why you jumped?
What's his name?
Arturo.
And I didn't jump,
I fell.
Right.
Why'd you break up?
Because he only cared
about his friends and bowling.
Did you hear that
Virginia had an accident?
If she was your girlfriend,
why didn't you see her?
And who are you? Her mom's new boyfriend?
Just a curious friend, that's all.
- Why did you break up?
- Because I don't want trouble.
What kind of trouble
are you talking about?
I don't know. Crazy girl trouble.
Virginia's nice, but with a mom like her,
she's bound to end up like that.
Like what?
Weird, I guess.
Ah, shit!
That's why I wanted to break up.
I'm good at bowling, not soap operas.
Are you aware of anybody
who has been trying to harass her?
I have no idea.
See? Too much trouble.
Virginia's bowler boyfriend
seemed sincere, but what was he afraid of?
Was it Marisa?
I didn't trust her, either.
Nor did I trust Burgos.
Or Camposanto, or his boss, Cuesta.
The truth is,
there were a lot of people
in this city I didn't trust.
I was lost between two cases
and needed something, anything,
to give me some sense of progress.
What's going on here?
What, are you waiting for your girlfriend?
Oh, come on.
My first night in the office
and there's a blackout.
And now a storm's coming?
What are you doing, what's all this?
Just looking over these plans here,
to see if another
rainstorm like yesterday's
would overrun the network
and cause Lindavista
to overflow with shit.
Like Venice.
Mm.
You remind me of my past.
And you of mine.
Were you also a detective?
Nah. But I was
a jack of all trades, like you.
I worked in a factory,
I worked in the subway,
I even worked as a gym teacher.
A truck driver. All kinds of stuff.
By the way, you got a telegram.
I left it over there on the table.
Oh, thank you.
I'll leave you be.
All right then.
"I miss you. Me."
You're listening to The Hour of the Crow,
with your old friend, "The Crow" Valdivia,
offering a bridge
between reality and fantasy.
"The Crow" Valdivia?
If your heart starts beating faster,
if you begin to doubt
your place in this world
This is the only thing
us night workers have to listen to.
Why is that? Do you know him?
- Yeah.
- The Crow will be with you tonight
I used to.
We just received a call from the corner
of Michoacán and Nuevo León
requesting that the police
switch the traffic lights to automatic.
Drivers are dealing
with ten-minute red lights
and cops only allowing
cars to pass with bribes.
These reports refer to police cruiser 026,
with both officers currently
on supposed lunch break.
"Héctor Belascoarán Shayne, detective."
- Hm.
- Sounds good.
- Doesn't it?
- Yes, yes.
- I'm here for whatever you need, friend.
- Thank you.
I've found that the people
in this city can be very supportive.
Didn't the president say that,
together, we're the solution?
Here's an example.
A woman was left by her husband
and her house flooded.
Ten people showed up
with buckets to haul the water out!
- Huh.
- They even played music for her!
- I'm sure my listeners will help you.
- Mm.
So, what've you been up to?
Don't know.
A murder case and Marisa Ferrer.
- Ferrer killed someone?
- No, but
there's something strange about her.
- Mm-hmm.
- You heard anything?
Mantecas, can you cue up
three songs after this one?
Look, Marisa's story is a classic.
She was pretty, talented and rich.
She spent years doing movies,
soap operas, magazine shoots,
she was a superstar.
And she had so many boyfriends.
Bullfighters, politicians, pilots,
actors, boxers, producers.
And then the usual,
vices, rumors, scandals,
nudity outside of her films,
the press completely crushed her.
Her career seemed to be over
at least until that producer showed up.
- Hmm. You mean Burgos?
- Burgos, exactly!
He did everything!
Rubbing shoulders
with politicians, businessmen
he even tried to make a movie,
but it totally tanked!
Is Burgos Virginia's father?
No, but he's taken care of her
since she was little.
Her father is some rich guy
who left once Virginia was born.
Son of a fucking bitch.
And do you happen
to remember anything else?
- Maybe any scandals, or enemies?
- Thanks.
No, nothing else really.
But we got this recently.
Burgos produced it. It's autographed.
You want it?
THE MASTER
- You don't mind?
- It's yours!
From now until
the moment dawn ruins everything,
when Count Dracula closes his coffin,
I hope you enjoy our show.
Hey!
That situation is much more complicated
than you could ever imagine.
SPECIALTY CLINIC
DR. RIVERA SILVA
That could've been my moment.
Camposanto was as low as he could be
and would surely confess
if I pressed him hard enough.
But that's something
Sherlock Holmes would have done,
or one of those heartless detectives
who don't know how to cry.
Or how supportive
Mexicans are to each other.
ONCOLOGY LEVEL 1
Mm. Have an appointment?
- I do.
- Your last name?
Belascoarán.
- Belascoarán
- Um
I called yesterday, and
- Oh I'm sorry!
- Oh no!
I'm so sorry. So sorry.
FELIX CAMPOSANTO
2325 DALIAS ST.
2325 DALIAS ST.
PEDREGAL GARDENS
METASTASIZED CANCER
DR. JUAN ANDRÉS FLORES
Good afternoon, Mrs. Camposanto.
I'm Héctor, I'm a friend of your husband.
- My husband doesn't get off until five.
- Then please tell him
That I understand his motives.
Sorry, how do you know each other?
My number is on the card there,
he can reach out to me.
Have a nice day.
From heaven, one beautiful morning ♪
From heaven, one beautiful morning ♪
The Virgin of Guadalupe ♪
The Virgin of Guadalupe
Descended to Tepeyac ♪
The Pope's not coming for a week!
It's too early to be doing this shit!
- What happened?
- Oh. They took a girl.
No.
The girls told us she was taken,
but we didn't see anything.
How could something
like this have happened, officer?
A girl like her, I just don't understand.
No
Hey, hi! Uh
You guys are good friends
with Virginia, right?
I'm her friend, too.
I'm Héctor Belascoarán.
The guardian angel. She told us about you.
Some guys showed up and
took her away.
- Was it three guys in a station wagon?
- Yeah.
Do you know if they were looking
for something that Virginia had?
She asked me
to put something in my dad's safe,
but then she said it was stolen.
What was it?
- No idea.
- I don't know.
- See.
- Will she be okay?
Yeah.
Burgos!
Burgos, where's Marisa?
- They took Virginia.
- I know they took her, you idiot.
You were supposed to protect her, right?
What kind of amateur detective are you?
You're a fraud.
You can't do anything right.
Don't let that man enter!
Burgos was right.
I lost Virginia
because I was following Camposanto,
and I didn't even talk to him.
With one eye on each case,
I was going cross-eyed.
Hey, pal.
Thanks.
Wait.
How about you take this.
I wrote down their plate.
Never trusted the damn cops.
I have a friend in Transit
and I'll see if he can help us.
You might get lucky.
Thank you.
Um, will this take long?
Uh, should I wait here?
Do you think we know everyone by heart?
Uh, no. Then maybe
- could you leave a message here?
- Sure,
- OK.
- But just because I like you.
So handsome
Such a waste.
Thank you very much.
You can't come in!
I already told you,
you aren't allowed inside!
- Mr. Burgos told me that the lady
- I don't care.
Marisa?
Marisa?
Migraines, huh?
Fuck me.
She gets like this sometimes,
but she recovers fast.
Any news on Virginia?
Buddy, it's me.
Uh, are there any messages?
Did a woman call about a license plate?
That's a negative on the plate,
but a half-hour ago,
I got a call from someone named Campos
Camposanto?
That's the one.
He wanted to see you right away.
Really?
Where and what time?
Benidorm Hotel, room 28.
He's been there for a half-hour.
Camposanto!
Camposanto, stay with me!
Who did this? Who was it?
Paniagua?
Did he kill Barrera?
Doctor
Luis Mendieta.
Luis Mendieta? Who is that?
Who is he, Camposanto?
Camposanto?
For fuck's sake.
Holy shit.
Perhaps the rain had indeed
overflowed the sewers of the city,
as El Gallo feared.
Now my hands were stained with blood,
blood and shit.
Hey.
It's not much, but I found something.
It's registered to a bowling alley.
Florida Bowling Alley.
I'm such a fucking idiot!
Thank you, Emilia, thank you!
FLORIDA BOWLING ALLEY
WELCOME
Don't you guys
realize we're in deep shit?
- My dad is going to kill me.
- Calm down, stop whining.
You you said this was going to be quick.
Just let her go.
It's just for today,
then we'll let her go.
We can't do this to Virginia.
I told you not to get
me involved in this shit.
You said you were going
to let her go, Ezequiel.
Relax.
As soon as she hands it over,
we'll let her go.
And you'll get your cut.
No, no, no, I don't care!
Let her go or I'll call the police!
About damn time.
Now what? Where are we going to put her?
I have a cousin
who manages a hotel on Zaragoza.
- We'll go there.
- Let her go!
And him?
Bring him too.
Hey!
Hold up!
Stop! Stop, you bastards!
Motherfucker!
Damn it!
Oh, come on, fuck me!
I'm out of fucking gas!
Goddammit!
- Zaragoza Avenue?
- Yeah.
- Which hotel?
- Any of them.
Okay. I'll look for the station wagon.
You're not
going out tonight, you tramp!
One of these days,
you're gonna end up ruining my marriage!
All right. Thanks.
Psst!
Detective.
Ms. Ferrer wants to speak with you.
What is it?
I know you were here earlier
and I just wanted to say
- No, Marisa, that doesn't matter.
- Wait, I just wanted to tell you
- Listen to me, listen to me!
- I don't
I think I know where
Virginia might be right now,
but I need to know what
they told you on the call.
We have to find her!
- No, it's not that easy.
- Where is she?
It's not that easy.
They're after something, right?
You know what it could be?
Money.
It's always about money.
And what we want
is for you to get out of here immediately.
- The detective knows. He told me he
- Honey, an officer outside has questions.
- Relax. Relax!
- Don't you dare touch her or talk to her.
Silvia, show this man the door.
And make sure he doesn't come back.
Don't talk to him like that.
He's helping us.
Let's go.
The police chief points to this being
yet another crime between homosexuals.
Bishop Lecuona gave his thoughts
on these recent crimes.
We must prepare ourselves
with piety and especially abstinence
for the momentous arrival of His Holiness.
Son of a fucking bitch!
The body of Engineer Camposanto
is currently in the forensics laboratory
located in the city's morgue.
If only the dead could talk.
Exactly, Sylvia.
If the dead could talk,
it would save us a lot of trouble,
but then there wouldn't be any need
for detectives like me, either.
My head was full of names
and faces of people I didn't trust,
but one in particular
still owed me a conversation.
It was time to make the dead man talk.
Come in, officer.
I thought no one was coming.
Do I know you?
Is it your first time?
- Yes.
- Doctor Amada Luna.
- It's a pleasure.
- Doctor for the dead.
Take some anise candy.
They're pretty strong,
but they'll help with the smell.
The bullet killed him.
Punctured his lung right here.
Close range, point blank. .38 caliber.
- You okay?
- Mm-hmm.
A .38 caliber.
That's the same gun
as that guy from the factory.
Barrera.
Look, if they're going with the story
that he was killed
by another boyfriend or whatnot,
let them know it doesn't make any sense.
Because this man was not homosexual.
Want to see?
No. No need.
They honestly did him a favor.
Both sides of his thyroid
were absolutely grotesque.
Like, I don't know, like Godzilla.
Cancer everywhere.
Tumors, very nasty. Awful.
So, if they didn't kill him,
he would've died tomorrow anyways.
But I guess
that doesn't matter with a closed case.
Oh. that bottle there
has his painkillers he was taking.
- Both of them took the same ones.
- And how'd they get sick?
Chemicals, poison, metals, waste.
At least they finally sent someone
who's interested in this stuff.
Come whenever you want, dear.
Thank you, doctor.
By the way, do you happen to know
someone named Dr. Luis Mendieta?
Who doesn't?
He's very well known.
Right. Do you know
where I can find him? I need to see him.
Is it urgent?
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but he passed away ten years ago.
Cadavers, anise candy,
Marisa's perfume,
Godzilla cancer, a deceased doctor.
If shit floated in Delex,
then the city sewers flushed away
the one person who could help me.
You better be right about this.
I couldn't finish my work
because I've been helping you.
Let's just hope Iztapalapa's sewers
don't start overflowing.
It wouldn't be the
first time nor the last.
You again?
Get the hell out of here.
I got something for you.
Oh, wow.
- And it's autographed.
- Yeah, I got it just for you!
- For me?
- Mm-hmm.
- Well, come in!
- Thanks so much!
JUSTICE FOR BARRERA
Let's go.
It's full of shit, but that's normal.
Chlorine and metal levels
seem to be fine here.
I told you.
That's weird.
Holy shit!
No way, detective.
I can't believe it. Check this out!
The radiation is off the charts.
That's why the rats are so huge.
They're as big as rabbits, trust me!
Do you know about how long
these lead plates have been here?
About three months,
but they've only been putting them
around the executive building.
Earthquake resistance.
Yeah.
Lower, lower.
Back, back, back.
It's the rebar.
This fucking metal is radioactive.
Excuse me.
- Do you know where this rebar is going?
- It's headed to Mendieta Hospital.
Doctor Luis Mendieta. I'm an idiot.
Hey, Gallo, would you
mind following that truck?
I have to head back to the office
for a bit. Thanks for your
Detective,
should I be worried?
I would start looking
for another job, all right?
And maybe make an appointment
to see your doctor. Hmm?
- So Camposanto got sick and felt guilty.
- Right.
That's why he wanted to see Barrera.
For some people,
it takes the fear of death to speak out.
And Cuesta? Did he know?
Cuesta doesn't give a shit, Elisa.
He's building a hospital
with radioactive rebar
and wants the Pope to bless it.
He doesn't care about Camposanto,
Barrera, the workers, us, the kids,
the nurses, the doctors, the Pope,
all the people
who will die from that hospital!
Then we have to stop them!
First, I need your help finding Virginia.
Here.
Look.
Where the hell were you, buddy? I've
been waiting on you for-fucking-ever!
You went too far this time, buddy!
I haven't slept all night!
Huh. I talked to
every hooker I could find.
"What pretty eyes you have.
Have you seen this station wagon?"
Nothing!
Jesus Christ, Gilberto, calm down!
You calm down!
How was I supposed to find
that car and that goddamn hotel
when I was the only one
searching that whole area by myself?
Now, thanks to all of this stupid shit,
I'll have to go to confession.
But I'm no no nun.
The nuns.
Of course! Nuns are nosy as hell.
- Let's go.
- Okay.
Oh, shit.
I told you, I don't know anything.
We try our best not to get involved
in the lives of our students.
Are you sure, Mother?
Remember that the Bible forbids lying.
I'm sure.
That girl is nothing but trouble
and I have nothing else to say.
Mother.
Go check on the color guard, Sister.
But if Virginia
Sister!
Ugh shit.
Mother, please, a girl was just kidnapped.
You can help her.
Isn't it your divine duty to help others?
Oh My Lord, please forgive me.
I know Bishop Lecuona is no saint,
but he is a man of God.
Find the girl,
but please don't let him
get involved in this.
I feel bad
for these politicians' wives,
finding out about their husbands this way
Such a shame.
But at least we can save Virginia, right?
- Will I see you tonight?
- Sure. I was thinking
we should use the 64,000 pesos
to help out the factory workers.
- Ah!
- Could you help with that?
- Oh, my Héctor.
- What?
Of course I will.
But go take a bath first,
you smell like death.
If you hadn't slept in three days,
you'd smell just as bad.
Be careful.
In this town, if you take and share
pictures of other people's shit,
you can get very rich.
And those sneaky little bowlers
thought they had won the goddamn lottery.
The photos of Marisa
were beginning to get entangled
with questions in my mind.
Was Marisa aware of these photos?
Who took them?
Was Arturo involved?
Did Virginia want to sell them?
Did she jump?
Or was she thrown off that balcony?
The pictures.
- Hey.
- The pictures.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey.
Girl with the ponytail.
Weren't you in a race? Did you win?
I was winning,
but something more important came up.
No.
No, didn't we agree
- Careful.
- We had a deal, Irene.
Did you end up
losing the race because of me?
Did you lose because of me?
I'm not the only one who lost.
The doctor said you were lucky,
it was only a bullet fragment, but
your eye.
My eye? Is it okay?
Huh.
Well
I still have one, right?
Exactly.
- Let's go.
- Wait, no.
- Let's go.
- Stop!
You've been sedated for two days,
you gotta be careful.
- How long?
- Two days.
We we have to go now.
We have to leave,
or else Paniagua might find us.
Where's my stuff?
Can you help me find my photos?
- I'm a race car driver, not your mom.
- Let's go.
- Let's go. Let's go.
- Okay.
Gilberto brought your messages.
Your sister wanted
to see if you were okay,
the restaurant owner paid your bill,
and Marisa Ferrer called eight times.
- Eight times?
- Yes.
Do you do you have any change?
I do.
You were right,
they want a package
and they want it before midnight.
- And did you talk to them?
- No.
Did you talk to Virginia?
No, I couldn't do it.
Do you know what they want?
Listen, Marisa, I, uh
I think we both know
what they're looking for.
No. I swear, I don't.
Let's go.
I'd lost an eye, an engineer,
the photos,
and the chance to save Virginia.
And if things didn't change soon,
I was going to lose my mind next.
At least I recovered two days of sleep,
and, of course,
the girl with the ponytail.
PHARMACY
Careful.
Just a second,
Ah!
Fucking Paniagua
did some real damage in there.
How bad is it?
Well, I still like you.
Careful now, okay?
There you go.
We need a better eyepatch.
In other news, Javier Cuesta,
general manager of Delex,
accuses the deceased engineer
Felix Camposanto
of corruption and sabotage.
Cuesta has suspended
all construction projects
and canceled the Pope's blessing service,
as well as his visit
to the Mendieta Children's Hospital.
Those bastards.
They're going to blame the union for this.
We have to take care of that,
but first Virginia. Let's go.
Acapulco Hotel?
Yes, the manager, please.
We know very well
you're holding the girl hostage.
And if we don't give her
back to us before midnight,
- we're we're going to
- Ah.
All right, listen here, you motherfucker!
Either you give us
the girl before midnight
or I'll come find you
and kick your ass! Hear me?
He's good.
Who's gonna listen to you, Gallo?
You sound like a scared child!
This is the dumbest idea
you've ever had, Héctor.
Oh, like you have a better one.
You got this!
Acacias Hotel?
We know you have the girl.
If you don't release her before midnight,
I'll blow up the fucking building!
- Better,
- Better, better.
Thanks.
Looks like we only have,
uh, 52 places left.
- Yes.
- All right, it's my turn. Come on.
We have to get going
if we want to make any progress.
Good luck, guys. Thanks.
Listen, asshole! Either you
release the girl before midnight
or I'll burn down your hotel
with you still inside. You got that?
Not even your mother will recognize you,
not even your teeth will remain intact
when I'm through with you!
Ha!
Are you okay, buddy?
Mm-hmm.
Well, see you later.
Keep going.
Volcano Hotel, good evening.
How can I help you?
Seven Seas?
It's almost midnight.
- Still waiting.
- Yeah.
Easy, handsome,
the party hasn't started yet.
How are you, Crystal?
I told you, my girls don't take shit.
Just watch them do their thing.
You'll see.
Good to know. Thanks.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, listen up!
You two head to Jacalito,
you two, Los Reyes,
the rest go
to Twelfth Avenue and move it!
SEVEN SEAS HOTEL
Will this idea work?
Trust me.
Not like you have a better one.
- Do you hear something?
- No.
- Anything from Main Street?
- No, nothing. Haven't heard anything.
- What about the Carrizal?
- Crystal!
Crystal! Gladys just saw them
over at the Dream Hotel!
There.
- Which one is it?
- That way. The Dream Hotel,
- What?
- It's the Dream Hotel.
- Got it?
- Thank you very much.
Wait, hold on, hold on!
Isn't my girlfriend a great driver?
I'm not your girlfriend.
I'm more than that.
Over there,
that way, that way, that way!
That's them!
Those assholes, let's give
them a night they'll never forget.
What are you doing?
What? Are you, crazy?
You're going to hit someone, idiot!
Holy fuck!
You see that. I have good aim now!
- I swear I didn't know anything!
- Come on, Virginia. Okay?
- I told them about the photos but
- Stop talking. Hey! Out of the car.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.
- Stay right there.
- No, no, no!
You all right?
- Hey, where are you going, blondie?
- Okay, okay!
- Come here, you little asshole!
- Okay, okay, okay!
- Ow!
- Come with me.
- Ow, Come with me.
- Hey, don't move! Don't try anything!
The pigs are coming!
We have to take care of these guys,
and fast!
Thanks, Crystal. Be careful.
- Ow, ow, ow.
- Crystal!
I'll make sure to compensate you
for what you lost tonight, okay?
What for, handsome?
We don't all do it
for the money, you know.
Put your fucking head down!
Come on, girls, don't hold back!
Let's go!
You okay?
Yeah. Good.
So you found the photos
and showed Arturo, huh?
Then that dickhead told his friends
and they thought
it was a good idea to sell them.
You hid the photos,
but by the time
those idiots tried to get them,
the nun had already found them.
Who were you
hiding them from in the first place?
Burgos?
- Yes, Marisa. Mm-hmm.
- Burgos?
Goddammit, that fucking scumbag!
Photos! That bastard took photos?
Yes, Marisa. Apparently,
he used these photos to extort money from
uh, public figures.
Virginia found them
and tried to hide them, but
He got suspicious.
We fought
and he pushed me over the balcony.
He threatened me, told me
if I said anything
Oh, my love, please forgive me.
I'm so sorry, sweetie. Oh.
We can make a couple of calls
to the people in those photos.
And with this
we can destroy Burgos, Marisa.
We should stop him.
Do whatever you want.
What about Burgos?
I'll make a few calls,
and a judge and a very angry senator
will take care of him.
Thank you, Elisa.
- Anytime.
- Drive safe.
- Good night, you two.
- Oh, stop it.
Shall we go to my place?
You need some rest.
I've never slept with a cyclops.
Do you have any change?
I still have a couple calls to make.
Good evening.
You have one minute
to get the hell out of my house
or I'm gonna call the police.
I think you should call them right now.
It'll only speed up your arrest.
What did I do?
Aren't you poisoning workers
and building a hospital
with highly radioactive material?
And didn't you kill
Barrera and also Camposanto?
The one who
signed everything was Camposanto.
It's a shame,
he's no longer available for questioning.
Is that why he was killed?
To pin the blame on him?
He talked way too much
and put everything in jeopardy.
And then he even started blabbing to
his friend Barrera. And was talking to
To me, right?
You hire the gunman?
Or was that a creative idea
from Commander Paniagua?
I wanted you off my back.
Commander Paniagua's methods
are entirely his own affair.
Really?
By focusing on me,
you could forget about those people
who are going to die from the rebar.
Don't you
understand where we live?
Radioactive or not,
that rebar means profit
to very important people,
people who pay me to do my job.
I follow orders.
Did you think I'm the bad guy?
Get the hell out of my house immediately.
With great pleasure.
That's right, live and on the air,
Delex general manager Javier Cuesta
just admitted to several crimes
and criminal involvement
with Commander Paniagua.
This whole scandal came to light
thanks to the tireless work
of Héctor Belascoarán Shayne.
I'd make a nice dinner if I were you.
They only serve beans in prison.
his contributions
to the community have been priceless,
proving himself
more capable than the authorities
when it comes
to bringing justice to this city.
I speak for myself
and many others when I say this,
thank you, Héctor Belascoarán Shayne.
Which eye do you use less?
Have a good night.
You're listening
to The Hour of the Crow.
Tune in next time,
night owls, for another episode.
I'm heading out.
Just a second.
Got you something.
All right, close your eye.
- Ow.
- Sorry, careful, careful.
- Just hold still.
- Ah.
There you go.
Hey there!
- The eyepatch looks good!
- Thank you.
Got you a present.
Ah, thank you.
I heard you called the ambulance.
- That's what friends are for, right?
- Yeah.
Sorry about your eye.
Well, it's not all that bad in the end.
Now my aim is perfect.
I'm really glad you came back.
You dropped these.
You look at them?
Every time I close my eyes now,
I see her with me,
not with that asshole.
"MY FIGHT AGAINST DEPRAVITY
DOES NOT END WITH THE POPE'S VISIT"
LONG LIVE JESUS CHRIS
PRODUCER INVESTIGATED FOR TAX EVASION
What're you doing with them?
Hey, hey!
What are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey, that's a crime!
Don't destroy them,
they're valuable pieces of art!
Buddy, buddy, buddy, come on!
Calm down, man.
If you're afraid they'll fall
into the wrong hands, then I can
Having these will
only bring you trouble, buddy.
No, look at that one, it's all
No, no, no, not that one!
No, you can't burn that one!
Look at her face, you can just see the
Oh, no.
These could be used
to take down the bishop,
a couple Secretaries of State,
and half of Congress.
Will you?
We can't do that to Marisa.
Or Virginia.
It all started with some Americans
who had radioactive steel
and didn't know what to do with it.
Some governor's cousin
had plans to bury it in the desert,
but those plans fell through.
Cuesta bought the supply for cheap
and jacked up the price.
The only thing we know for sure
is that they're all a bunch of assholes.
Yeah, including you, buddy.
- Yeah?
- You owe us a month's worth of soda!
Don't worry, I'll cover it.
Let's go, Gallo,
and leave these sad sacks.
RADIOACTIVE SCAM
Cheer up, little brother.
Your money funded the Barrera Foundation.
Anyone affected by this
will be taken care of.
Yeah. Well, I hope so.
You cleared Barrera's name,
exposed Paniagua's crimes,
and Cuesta will get what's coming to him.
You did good, detective!
Thank you.
So it all worked out in the end.
In this city, we all hide something.
Nobody was who they seemed,
and nobody stopped when they should have.
The system was broken
and unless good people
could find a way to work together,
nothing would change.
MONTHS LATER
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