Epitafios (2004) s01e06 Episode Script

EPITAPHS
A phone callthat guy wants
to kill me over one call?
Over one call?
- Sir, did you see his face?
- What was I to do?
In that kind of situation
you have to call the police.
- Feldman!
- Penalver had gone crazy.
He was yelling at the treasurer,
so of course
Anyone in their right mind
would have called the police.
The killer is not
in his right mind.
You're not responsible
for anything, he's crazy.
Do you know what it means
to be crazy?
Yeah, I got it.
- Did you see his face?
- His face.
No, there was a sign there.
I saw a sign
- But I never saw him.
- You didn't see his face?
No. I'm positive,
absolutely positive.
He's going to kill me.
He's going to kill me!
- He's not going to kill you.
- He will kill me.
Just like Graciela, like Lasky
He's going to kill me too.
We think it might be
an ex-student.
An ex-student?
What are you talking about?
The ex-students
are 20 years old.
You think a 20-year old kid
is capable of such a massacre?
Yeah, because Galvez
and Mujica helped him.
And we don't know who else.
What can I do?
Listen
and answer.
After what happened
at the school
was there any follow up
with the students?
Yes, there was
psychological help,
and the faculty
made weekly reports.
We want to see those reports
right now.
Mother fucker!
What are you looking at?
Are you hungry?
Well, fuck you!
I have
bad news.
The bastard got there
before me
and he took him right
from my hands.
Why? Why? Why?!
Are you laughing?
What the fuck
are you laughing at?
Don't you see this sets back
the whole plan?
I'm going to punish him,
I'll hit him
where it hurts most.
And then I'll take care
of Feldman.
Hello?
Are you alone?
Yes.
Good, let's talk
face to face.
Good evening.
- Is that the evening security?
- Is he the only one?
- Yes.
He moved around
without any interference.
He came in, left the head,
erased any possible prints
and he left.
He could have had dinner too.
How are you?
Tired
It was a rough day.
Were you with Renzo?
I spoke with him
a while a go.
Was he happy about
what he did for Feldman?
No, not happy.
He was
relieved.
He saved his life.
Do you think Renzo really cares
about saving a man's life?
Of course he cares.
That son of a bitch
doesn't care about anything.
- You're angry.
- Very perceptive.
No wonder you're a shrink.
What else has your brilliant
mind discovered, Laura?
Not much.
I don't even know your name.
I didn't tell you?
No, for real.
My name is Talion.
It was obviously
taken from here.
It was the only
psycho-pedagogical report
from that class.
May I take a look, Feldman?
Excuse me, excuse me.
That's bullshit.
Martin, let's go
on what we have.
What are you talking about?
We have the information.
for the four dead kids
We won't touch the Galvezes
or the Mujicas just yet,
Iet's go to the Lainezes
and the Grossies,
and we'll see what they have
of the children--
pictures, letters,
phone numbers, organizers,
I don't know, that's
all I can think of right now.
Okay.
Talion, like the law.
Is it too obvious?
No it's appropriate.
You think so?
If there's one thing
I learned from my dad,
it was to be appropriate.
Is your father alive?
You're going to see Renzo.
Do you want me to see him?
Don't answer me with questions,
you know exactly what I want.
Yes, I know,
but it's not that easy.
In love, things are
Don't explain to me what love is
you fucking whore!
I don't need you
to explain it to me.
I'm not explaining
anything to you.
You're lying.
What you want is to fix me.
You think I'm a broken
coo coo clock.
You want to put me
on your time.
I have very bad news.
I'm in charge of the time.
Give Renzo a message from me
when you see him.
Listen carefully, Laura.
I'll take care
of the Grossi family.
All right. I'll take care
of the Lainez family.
I'll start first thing
tomorrow morning.
No-- today.
Take Feldman home and put
a 24-hour watch on him.
And then you go over
to the Lainez residence.
Jesus.
Yeah?
Yeah, what's up, Laura?
Okay, I'm on my way.
The son of a bitch talked to
Laura and left a message for me.
I'll go get Feldman.
Tell him to stop celebrating
and to not get too happy,
because I am going
to punish him--
something big this time.
And some innocent will pay.
It will be very soon.
Maybe even tonight.
Some innocent. What does
he mean by "innocent"?
Someone who has nothing to do
with these four deaths.
I understand that, but who?
Just choose someone at random?
Well, he said he was going
to punish you.
which means it has to be
someone related to you.
Oh God, who?
I don't know.
I swear if I could help you
I would.
- But I don't know.
- You're helping me a lot.
I think I know why
he's doing all of this.
Yeah, because he's
a son of bitch.
No
because of love.
That's love?
He's obsessed
with seeing us together.
I mentioned something
about love
and he snapped.
He blew up like a bomb.
He could be using punishing you
as an excuse.
He has a burning desire to kill
but he's methodical.
He won't continue killing until
he's finished with Feldman.
But he needs time.
He has to fill the empty space
by killing someone.
But he needs a reason.
Punishing me is his reason.
Calm down up there,
will you?
Should I call the cops?
Son of a bitch.
This is a serious hotel.
Son of a bitch!
Son of a bitch!
QUEEN HOTEL
I'll get you,
you fucker.
Why don't you
accompany Marcos?
If he we wanted to punish you,
he's the perfect the victim.
Don't you think?
He wants to surprise me
and that would be too obvious.
Too obvious.
But if you wanted to punish
or hurt yourself
What would you do?
Kill you.
No, seriously.
I'm being serious.
I would die if anything
happened to you.
I would do anything for you.
When my mom was just a girl,
she had a neighbor,
who loved his wife
and his daughter.
He had a very humble house,
with steel siding for a rooftop.
And when it rained,
or when there was a lot of wind,
my mom would watch him
sleep on top of the roof,
so that the steel siding
wouldn't fly away.
I would do the same for you
that's how much I love you.
Did you like the story?
Yes, I did.
- No, please.
- Move and I'll kill you.
He's my ex-husband.
Sorry. Sorry.
Do you think saying sorry
is enough?
What, are putting me
on trial?
Maybe I will. Maybe I'll
sue you for police brutality.
I don't give a fuck if you're
threatening to sue me.
- Don't fuck with me, asshole.
- What's wrong with you?
Are you crazy?
Yeah, crazy enough
to blow your fucking brains out.
- You fuck!
- That's enough! Enough, please.
I'm sorry.
What's wrong with you?
What do you want?
I wanted to let you know that
they offered me a job in Miami.
You will not take my son.
That's what I wanted
to talk to you about,
but I see that's
not possible.
So it would be better
for the judge to decide.
- Hello?
- Hi.
I'm on my way home, Dad.
So?
Is everything okay
over there?
Yeah, everything's fine.
But if you brought a good malbec
things would be better.
Okay, I'll get in touch
with my contacts.
It's about time.
What was that?
The doorbell,
I'm going to get it.
Don't forget the malbec.
- Wait a second.
- What's wrong?
Be careful, please.
Okay, Dad, okay.
Come in.
Help me, please.
They're tying to kill me.
Please.
The cuts look bad,
but they'll be fine.
So don't worry.
You won't need any stitches.
Yeah, I know,
it hurts a little.
You should settle down,
don't tremble so much.
Relax, relax.
- This will calm you.
- There you go.
And your pimp?
He's never around
when I need him.
But I bet he's on time
to take your money, right?
Who is it?
- Who's your pimp?
- Who cares?
What do you mean
"who cares"?
- He left you alone, man.
- Woman.
Okay, fine.
Woman.
Renzo, could you get me
the rubbing alcohol, please?
He left you alone, ma--
Sorry, woman.
That's not right.
Back in my day,
a pimp would risk his life
for a woman.
That was then.
Where are you, Martin?
On my way to Marcia Lainez.
How did it go with Laura?
He left me a message
saying he was going to punish
someone innocent--
and he did it.
He attacked Clara.
Who's Clara?
That's not important now.
What's important is she's alive.
She's here at my house.
How did it go with Feldman?
I left him at his house
with Catalani.
- Is Catalani good?
- He protected a federal judge.
I got lucky. It's very hard
to find him with free time.
Why does he have free time
if he's so good?
Yesterday they buried
the judge-- heart attack.
Imbecile.
My Dad is right, Clara.
Renzo, it doesn't matter
who my man is.
Don't you see that
that animal
convinced your boss
to leave you alone? Huh?
Clara, it's very important
you tell us.
Very important.
Who is it?
Negro Luis?
Goitia, the Basque?
Di Pietro, the italian?
Daniel, the mischievous?
It's Daniel,
the mischievous?
Yes.
Do you know him?
He's one of the worst.
- I'll have him picked up.
- Renzo
Please,
forget about my man,
and find the guy
who did this to me, please.
No, Clara,
Daniel knows the guy.
Don't you realize-- Don't you
realize that I did it on my own?
I did it on my own, I didn't
say anything to Daniel.
I did it for me.
If Daniel finds out,
- he'll kill me. He'll kill me.
- Enough. Stop it!
Tell me exactly
how he found you.
He called me on my phone
and he offered me
a lot of money.
It's exactly how she left it
five years ago.
My therapist says it's a way
to deny reality.
I LOVE YOU
I guess I hope that she'll come
back and cleans her room.
He says that until
she cleans her room
I won't be able to go on
with my life.
And the bastard's right.
And besides being right
his children are still alive.
And the only thing
I have is a dirty room.
Ma'am, I need information about
your daughter's classmates.
I need to see some pictures,
addresses
Yes, yes, of course.
The lnseparables.
They went by that name because
they went everywhere together.
So inseparable
that they died together.
Better?
Yeah?
Okay.
So, you went to the hotel,
you went up to the room,
and
I went in
I saw him sitting there
he was sitting on the bed.
I asked him what he'd like.
He said he wanted to send
a gift to his friend Renzo.
He cut my dress.
He tied me to the bed.
He choked me and hit me.
- He cut me with a knife.
- Son of a bitch!
He got tired of cutting me,
and he grabbed the night stand.
Now you're fine,
you're here.
- No.
- Clara, you're fine.
You're here,
in my home.
You're protected.
I'll watch out for you.
Clara.
I'll take care of you, okay?
This is the last one
they took together.
- Ma'am?
- Yes?
I recognize your daughter
and these three,
from pictures
from our archive.
Bu I don't recognize
this boy.
Little Fernando.
Fernando Spinelli.
He was part of that group?
He was Marcia's boyfriend.
He survived.
But that's the worst that
could have happened to him.
He wouldn't have hesitated
a second
to die together
with his friends.
Did you see his face?
The entire time.
Do you remember
what he looked like?
Perfectly well.
I will never ever
forget his face.
Son of a bitch!
You mother fucker.
I just want to go home, please.
Calm down up there,
will you?
I'm going to call the cops.
Son of a bitch!
This is a serious hotel.
Son of a bitch!
The concierge saved me
he distracted him
and I was able to get away.
Don't move, I got it.
- Careful.
- Of course.
If you've come to kill us
take a number.
Marcos, it's me, Martin.
Open up, please.
Damn.
I'm going to have
to knead some more.
We have to talk.
- She's Clara.
- How are you?
Not good.
They almost killed her.
If we're lucky that bastard
won't be killing anyone else.
- Do you have something?
- His name is Fernando Spinelli.
He was Marcia Lainez's
boyfriend.
He escaped from a psychiatric
hospital two months ago.
- Clara, are you okay?
- No. Yes.
I'm just a little nervous
that's all.
Renzo, I have the address
and they're not expecting us.
Can you take care of this baby?
As long as she doesn't ask me
to change her diapers.
Let's go.
I'm sorry I can't help you
pick that up.
I'm sorry, are you looking
for something?
Where can I throw this away?
The garbage can is in the
kitchen underneath the counter.
Have you known Renzo
for a long time?
Yes.
- From the taxi, right?
- Of course.
Renzo must be a silent
cab driver, huh?
Yeah.
His name is Fernando Spinelli.
He was Marcia Lainez's
boyfriend.
And two months ago he escaped
from the psychiatric hospital.
Hang on.
Wrap the glass in something
before throwing them away.
Or do you want to hurt someone?
Look what you've done.
You hurt yourself.
- Economic status?
- Very good.
The family had factories.
Last year one of them
burned down
and the insurance paid out
around $2 million.
Jesus. It all fits together.
He can do whatever he wants.
- Any family?
- The mother.
His father died
when he was little.
Have been working
the streets very long?
Long enough.
Well, it looks like you haven't
learned to take care.
Look what you did to your hand.
- Is this what you need?
- Yes.
- Just ask for it.
- Thanks.
Do you smoke?
I'll have a cigar
every now and then, that's it.
I need cigarettes, I'm gonna
go buy some. Excuse me.
I don't think you'll find
anything open at this hour.
Besides, Renzo would kill me
if I let you leave.
I don't think so. Besides,
I need to smoke, Marcos.
All right, I'll leave it
between the two of you then.
I'm going to take a bath,
that takes some time.
Here.
I don't want you
to stay on the streets.
Do I look pretty?
You're splendid.
- Hello?
- Listen carefully.
Get as much money as you can
and take it to the same place
as always, now.
- What's going on?
- Do it now. Got it?
Mrs. Spinelli?
We're police officers
and we need to speak to you.
But I was just on my way out.
I'm sorry but it's urgent.
It's for your son's sake.
Please.
We're looking for your son.
He's not here.
I haven't seen him
for a few of months.
Ever since he escaped
from the hospital?
No, he didn't escape.
He left, because they were
making him worse.
How long has it been since
you've seen or spoken to him?
Before he left.
And you don't know
where he is?
I already told you
I didn't know.
And you're not concerned?
Why?
Anywhere is better than
that hell hole he was in.
That's one of the last ones
he took with her.
With Marcia, his girlfriend.
He loved her so much,
it drove him mad.
I'm sorry,
I need a little water.
Do you live alone,
Mrs. Spinelli?
Did you hear me?
- Yes, I live alone.
- He's not here.
Where is your son, please?
- He didn't do anything.
- We believe he did.
He's killed at least
seven people.
If we don't find him
he might kill again.
- Can you understand that?
- No.
I understand, it must be
very difficult to accept.
But he's sick.
Your son is very sick.
What do you mean sick?
Very sick?
What do you expect? His best
friends died and his girlfriend.
Yes, I understand
how hard it must be
to not go crazy
and not want revenge.
- I can understand that.
- This is bullshit.
Fernando only thought about
dying, from the very beginning.
Why do you think we put him
in the hospital?
He spent three years
in that crazy hospital.
Three years for nothing.
They cleaned him out
emotionally.
They turned him into a shadow.
And all that for nothing.
He still felt guilty.
Guilty about what?
Guilty about what, ma'am?
About not going that day.
If he had gone he'd be dead.
On the contrary
nobody would be dead.
The experiment fell behind
because he didn't do the part
he he was supposed to do.
That's why he didn't go.
His classmates
had to make up for it
because he hadn't done anything.
That's why they stayed
after school.
Where's your son?
Tell me, please.
- He didn't do anything.
- I know he didn't.
You don't understand,
he's the one in danger.
Everyone who died
are somehow
related to the death
of your son's friends.
Everyone is guilty.
Don't ask me why. Your son
is alive, I don't know why.
I do.
Because he has a friend
that takes care of him.
He won't let anything
happen to him.
What friend?
The one who helped him
get out of the hospital.
He's like an angel.
He would visit him everyday.
He gave him the desire
to live again.
Do you know what it means
to me
to see Fernando wanting
to live again?
- That's priceless.
- Mrs. Spinelli.
Who is the money for
in the bag?
He's fine now.
His friend takes
good care of him.
They get along well--
they're like brothers.
- That's priceless.
- It's for your son's friend?
Do you know what it's like
to have a son
who the only thing he thinks
about is dying?
He put a smile
back on his face.
So, it's impossible for him
to harm my son.
No, he's using him.
He hasn't killed him
because he's using him.
He called me
a little while ago
and told me to get
all of the money I could
- and leave the house.
- Call your son now!
Call him where he is
and tell him to leave.
Tell him to leave now.
Hi.
- Is that you?
- Yeah, of course.
Were you with mom?
I was.
We have to leave, Fernando.
Why didn't she come?
She couldn't. But she told me
to take you to her.
- Did something happen?
- Nothing serious.
But we have to leave now.
Iet's go.
Fernando.
It's only a second,
I need to talk to her.
- With who?
- With my mom.
- She already knows.
- I'll let her know.
Hey, she already knows.
Hey, it's not necessary.
Fernando, you don't want to go
back to the clinic, right?
- No.
- No.
You know I don't want
to go back.
I know perfectly well.
They went looking for you
at your house.
Your mother asked me
to help you.
You don't trust me?
- Don't you trust me?
- It's my mom.
No, it's a trap.
It's them.
They want to make you
suffer again.
They want you
to remember Marcia!
They want to make you suffer
like before.
They way they did
before I saved you.
Do you still not trust me?
What a shame.
What a real
shame.
- Where are you going, Bruno?
- Somewhere safe, Fernando.
Bruno!
Bruno!
Bruno!
I don't get it.
How the fuck did he know
we were on our way over?
How do I know?
But I'm gonna get
that sick mother fucker--
I'm gonna get him.
I swear.
Go.
HE DIED AS HE LIVED
AT THE WRONG TIME
God damn it.
Clara.
She's the only one besides us
that knew about Spinelli.
My dad.
Shit, my dad's not picking up.
someone over to my house.
Well, well, well.
You came back.
I don't like that knife
in your handsI don't.
Right there.
Put it right there.
- Where?
- There.
Let's go.
Slowly.
Good.
That too.
Right there.
Bravo.
As you can see,
I wasn't lying
about taking a bath.
It's the only truth
in our conversation
isn't that right?
Daniel "the mischievous"
doesn't exist.
I made him up.
However you still said yes
when I asked you
if he was your pimp.
But sure, that didn't
prove anything,
it only proved
that you were lying.
But you still gave me
the keys.
Yeah, I had to be sure.
That was the only way to do it,
let you go your own way.
You know something?
I didn't think
you'd really come back.
But you did.
Keep that hand away
from the knife.
Put your hand slowly up--
the other one too.
Both of them.
Both of them above your head.
That's it.
Good.
There we go.
You were getting along
quite well.
You must have been
very angry, girl.
Man.
What a son of a bitch.
So angry that you slipped up.
So splendid
that you didn't even think
I could set a trap for you.
Neither one of them.
You don't understand anything.
I don't want to understand you.
- I want to lock you up.
- I can imagine.
It was very hard for me
not pick up that last call.
But I'm going to use it now.
I'm going to call Renzo,
so he can take care of you.
Dad!
Dad.
Dad! Dad!
Relax, Dad, relax.
You're going to be all right.
I swear, Dad,
you're going to be fine.
I swear.
Relax, Dad.
What a surprise, huh?
# I only tried to be nice #
You'll be home in no time.
I'll have two bottles
of malbec waiting:
one for each of us
my friend.
I won't be left alone.
I can't be left alone.