Epitafios (2004) s02e02 Episode Script

Looks like someone
wants us to see these photos.
He's dehydrated,
his hands are bruised,
his nails are almost gone
it's a miracle he's alive.
He reacts to nothing,
and hasn't said a thing.
Meet XL.
Remind you of something?
It's the person who ordered it.
Roberto Klur?
His name is Roberto Klur.
A coroner.
Silver halide salts.
The killer handled them.
It's from 1988,
a very similar case.
Almost identical, actually.
What a bastard.
I can't believe this.
A mental patient wrote that.
Do you know him?
Where did you meet him?
Where did you meet him?
Why this name?
Where did you meet this man?
Where did you meet him?
Why are you writing this?
- Do you know him?
- He's my father.
- Invalid number.
- Shit!
God dammit!
Give me that.
Drive, I'll call your dad.
- To us.
- To us.
Look at all these goodies.
Did you cook all this?
Some of it.
I admit I bought the rest of it.
Why won't you tell me now?
Because I'm sober.
Much too sober actually.
And in this state
of consciousness
I don't think I can tell you
what you'll find out in due time.
Alright then, I'll wait.
Nuria
after all this time
we've been together, or not
would you move in with me?
- Are you serious?
- Dead serious.
What's going on?
Sorry.
Sorry.
Where did you get this?
A man wrote it
an hour ago, dad.
- What man?
- A patient in a mental hospital.
You did all this because
some lunatic wrote my name?
I can't believe this.
No, no, we did what we did
because this lunatic
wrote another name before yours
Roberto Klur's,
who was killed shortly afterwards.
So we're here because your life
is in danger, that's why.
Alright, but this is obviously
a false alarm, right?
No killer bothered
to come here.
I'm sorry. Who is this lady?
Her name is Nuria.
I'm an old friend.
An old friend? How old?
Please, Renzo
old enough to be taken off
your list of suspects.
He's right, it was obviously
a false alarm
so we apologize
for barging in like that, Marcos.
That's okay, Marina
next time just give me a call
and have dinner with us.
When was your phone
disconnected?
What do you mean?
Marina.
He was here.
That son-of-a-bitch.
- I'm calling Mazzoni.
- And I want the lab guys here.
Sorry, I can't stay in here.
I'm allergic to something.
I need fresh air.
Alright.
Well, it looks like
I owe you an apology.
I don 't get it.
What?
For example,
how long have you known her?
So it's that then.
For twenty years.
Twenty years?
Mom was alive back then.
Right.
Right? How could you?
How could you lie
and cheat like that?
I didn't lie or cheat.
I fell in love.
Come on!
That's not what I mean.
Mom didn't deserve that.
I know she didn't.
That's why I stayed with her.
I'm so touched.
Thank you so much, dad.
Weren't you glad when she died?
Bastard!
Renzo.
Renzo.
- They forced the back door.
- Someone will look after you.
No way!
I can take care of myself.
- I'll take you home.
- No way!
You can't stay here all alone.
Get this in your head
once and for all, I am not alone.
Have some self-respect,
you fool.
I want two men
guarding the house 24/7.
What do I care?
Get Mazzoni to okay it.
Get Mazzoni to okay it.
You heard him.
He won't let anyone inside.
They'll be out here.
He can't send them away.
Weren't you a little childish
with your dad?
Did I ask you anything?
- Did I?
- No.
So stay out of it.
Just stay out of it, alright?
Are you coming?
Marina, do you need a ride?
Twenty years?
Mom was alive back then.
Mom didn't deserve that.
I know she didn't.
That's why I stayed with her.
I'm so touched.
Thank you so much dad.
Weren't you glad when she died?
Have some self-resect,
you fool.
Close that bag, please.
What's the matter?
Just close it.
I'm allergic to something.
What's that?
A piece of a metal sheet
I found by the door
they used to force
the door open.
Let me see that.
It stinks.
- I don't smell anything.
- I envy you.
What is it?
No idea, I've never smelt
anything like it before.
- Hello.
- This is Gabriela Friedman.
Hold on.
Yes?
How is your dad?
Luckily, he's fine.
I'm glad it was a false alarm.
It wasn't.
That animal was there.
My God!
We need his name.
Anything that can
help us discover
what links him to the killer.
What do you suggest?
A picture of XL
in the media.
I'll send a photographer
over tomorrow.
I don't think so,
this could turn into a big mess.
We'll just say we need help
to identify a person.
It happens with people
we find with no identity.
Alright.
Any information you get.
Any new name he jots down
or any change you see in him,
give me a call.
Sure, bye.
You're such a jerk,
you know that?
Ajerk is what you are.
You fool, you couldn't deal
with an old disabled man?
Yes but
the cops showed up.
They got lucky.
It wasn't luck.
It didn't happen by chance,
I saw despair in his eyes.
Why didn't you see it?
They knew you'd go there.
They didn't know that.
There's no way they could know.
I swear I did everything I could
to avoid that.
It could have been
a coincidence.
What if it wasn't?
What if they found a way
to tell what we're up to?
Right.
We need to fix that
before the next step.
This way, please.
We need to take your picture
real quick.
- Hello.
- Go ahead.
Please, leave.
What happened?
We don't know.
We think it was the camera.
What do you think?
- It's just a hypothesis.
- What exactly?
We know
very little about him,
but he had
a very traumatic experience
that somehow blocked
his communication skills.
- But he has communicated.
- What do you mean?
He gave us Klur's name,
then my dad's.
I know of nobody
with his mental capacity.
He was making progress
isolated,
but progress nevertheless.
So what happened?
I do think the flashbulb opened
a mental door he was closing.
He can't bear seeing
whatever he escaped from
so he closed his eyes
and got defensive.
HELP US IDENTIFY THIS MAN.
CALL 0-800-IDENTIFICATION.
It has sugar.
If this is about last night,
I'm sorry.
You need to put yourself
in my shoes.
- That's what I did.
- I don't think so.
- And I'm jealous.
- What do you mean?
That your dad lives close to you,
he is there for you.
He loves a woman, and has plans,
whether you like it or not.
My dad's last plan was
shooting himself in the mouth.
- Okay, I'm stupid.
- Right.
What?
You're worse today.
You should've seen me
get out of bed.
A handful of that shit
could kill me.
What?
That piece of metal
we found at your dad's.
I opened the bag and it was like
spraying him with mustard gas.
What is it?
No idea.
Don't you remember?
It's both mental and olfactory,
my nose doesn't remember that.
Do your homework.
It's a chemical
like so many in lots of products
in drug stores, hardware stores,
paint retailers
hair dyes, what do I know?
There're many possibilities.
Don't worry, I'll find out.
It sounds like BS to me.
That nose thing
sounds like BS to me.
If you're that good,
then prove it.
Did you just smoke?
Is that all? Even my kid
knows when I've smoked.
Really?
Would he know you smoked it
45 min ago in the men's room?
That you peed
and didn't wash up after?
And you laced your coffee
with booze you got in your desk?
That's amazing.
Can we use your nose
to imitate fancy perfumes?
We'd be rich.
Not a bad idea, let's see what
Internal Affairs thinks about it.
I was just
I was just joking.
Where's your sense of humor?
Ask them if they can see
the house.
Okay, two things,
first, keep your eyes peeled.
Secondly, my dad
can't see you, alright?
Great. Sorry about that.
This is all we have right now.
That's not much.
No, but it makes us
ask ourselves a few things.
Like what?
The number one question.
Is this a serial killer?
There's just one victim,
we can't say it's a serial killer.
Renzo, your dad
could've been victim number two.
Supposing he was, so what?
That forces us
to outline a pattern.
What pattern?
We know he's a copycat.
Klur's murder was identical
to one he himself investigated.
That's the closest
we are to a pattern.
Right, I agree with you.
Good. Thank you.
But the most important
question of all is
if the killer tried to copy
a case my dad closed
which one is it?
Dad closed a lot of cases.
Let's check the files.
I can't believe this
has happened.
- I just don't get it.
- Don't mess with me!
- Let me tell you something
- Get lost!
If you keep
making mistakes
your victims will organize
a survivor's club.
Stop it. Stop it!
Well okay.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm on your side, okay?
Let's get our priorities
straight.
What do you think
is number one?
Getting rid of that bastard?
Right.
Good boy.
Don't talk to me
as if I were a puppy!
In today's headlines
olice are searching
for a sixteen-year-old girl
who was reorted missing.
- Renzo.
- Yes?
This is all we have
on your dad.
He was really good.
Thanks.
He closed
some very interesting cases.
Thank you very much.
I knew most of them
to the last detail.
Thank you very much.
Should we
go through those now?
All I need right now
is some fresh air.
Shall we?
Renzo? Mariano.
What have you got for me?
I went to the lab yesterday.
We can discard food products,
medicines, cleaners.
I need you to come back here
and go over Marcos' files.
Sure, as soon
as they fix my car.
It broke down
in the middle of the road.
I'm on the tow truck
on my way to the shop.
- They seem happy together.
- They do.
What about kids?
Have you ever thought
about having kids?
Yes, I have.
I once thought
it would be a good idea.
But my common sense
was stronger than my selfishness
so I discarded the idea.
What's so selfish
about having kids?
Is that a question?
Because our world
is a trashcan.
It's dirty, unfair
and dangerous.
And it's not getting any better,
it's the opposite
so bringing a kid
to a place like this
isn't exactly
a good thing to do.
That makes sense.
What about you?
Me? No way.
I wouldn't be a good father.
How do you know?
I don't like kids, for one.
I mean
they inspire nothing in me.
I'm not moved by them,
like most people are.
I don't know.
What's that smile about?
We have
quite a lot in common.
I don't like kids either.
Hello, Mariano.
Renzo
yes, I'm sorry,
I know what that smell is.
I know what it is.
It's calcium oxide
and it's quite harmless.
Calcium oxide
reacts with water
to produce calcium hydroxide
and acetylene.
This gas has a very characteristic
odor and is very flammable.
What is it used for?
Acetylene is used
in soldering equipment
because
of the high temperatures.
Why an oxide?
I don't know, I only know
it wasn't too common
because I had never
smelt it before.
Maybe he uses it daily.
Wasn't there a chemical
in the Klur case?
Silver halide.
Checking these ordinary cases
is a waste of time.
How come?
Because the Klur case
isn't ordinary.
There was a plan, a skinning,
and a messy room.
This whacko isn't picking out
ordinary crimes
but crimes
that made the headlines
that people talked about
for weeks, not this.
You're right.
All murders are mediocre,
improvised
and can be explained
in just three paragraphs.
- Sorry, we're closing.
- Sure.
- That'll be 50 pesos.
- Okay.
- Here.
- That's okay.
The D'Angelo case in 1989.
- What about it?
- Calcium oxide killed him.
What do you mean?
The report doesn't say much.
- We should go see your dad.
- Right. Let's go.
Boys, I
I need to get some rest.
May I?
Sure.
Are you sure?
Get some rest.
I'll keep an eye on XL.
- Call me if anything
- Go home. Don't worry.
Coffee's on me tomorrow.
Large.
Deal.
Thanks, see you tomorrow.
Okay.
D'Angelo?
Yes.
I did close this case.
Let me know
if you need anything else.
We don't need anything.
Go to bed.
- Okay then. Good night.
- Good night.
Good night.
What do you need to know?
How long have you
been living together?
You woke me up
to ask me that?
No, this report
isn't very helpful.
Who was D'Angelo?
He was a moneylender.
He cashed checks
and made pre-payday loans.
He charged
very high interest rates
but there was always someone
deserate enough to ay them
until he seems to have found
someone who wasn't.
Someone refused
to ay him.
They found his body
two days after his partner
reported him missing.
According to the coroner
it took him
almost two days to die.
What did calcium oxide
have to do with it?
He just exploded.
Exploded how?
I don't understand.
His stomach, liver, lungs
and intestines boom!
They made him swallow
a pound of calcium oxide.
Calcium oxide reacts to water
by producing certain gases
which filled up his stomach,
lungs and windpipe.
After half an hour,
he must've been in pain.
Wait a second.
Don't gases look for a way out?
Yes, they do,
but not in this poor bastard.
They plugged up
his anus, his mouth
and one of his nostrils
so he wouldn't die
quickly.
Got it.
The killer?
I went through D'Angelo's
list of clients, or victims
and I found a Mr. Vega,
a scrap metal dealer.
You need a basic tool
to operate that kind of business,
a blowtorch,
which uses acetylene
which is a mixture
of calcium oxide and water
which produced the gases
that killed D'Angelo.
I did the math
and there's no doubt in my mind.
Is he still in jail?
He was never convicted.
He assaulted me
when I tried to arrest him.
I had to kill him
in self-defense.
What does the D'Angelo case
have to do with this investigation?
We think this killer
is a copycat.
His first victim, Klur
has a lot to do with the case
he just copied.
So you think he wants to kill me
just like D'Angelo was?
I don't get it.
Why not some other case?
Instinct, Dad. Let's go.
- Just a minute.
- Your girlfriend is waiting.
Good night, sir.
What's your problem?
You could be a little nicer to me.
I let you live.
Is that a fact?
Depending on how much
you value your life, sure.
Very little to nothing.
I don't think
I'm that important.
You don't?
I don't believe you.
If I didn't think
my life was worthless
I wouldn't be risking it
since I was 16.
What do you want anyway?
Carlos says since we met,
you haven't been to the club.
- No, I haven't.
- How come?
I'm waiting for you
to blow your brains out first.
So you're scared of me?
There are three kinds
of people I don't bet with.
Kids, jerks
and crazy people.
And I am?
I think you're a big boy.
I'm going to bed now
if you don't mind.
I killed a guy.
- So why tell me?
- I can't tell anybody else.
Was it a bet?
- That's what it's all about.
- I know.
Go home, have a glass
of warm milk
and count the sheep
jumping over the body.
In fact, I enjoyed it.
The money?
No, I enjoyed
watching him die.
That whacko must be wondering
how we knew
whether it was a coincidence,
or his mistake.
And if it's a mistake,
which one?
That will stop him
for at least a while.
We've stopped too.
At least, until we identify XL.
But he doesn't know that.
Hi, this is Gabriela.
I thought about something
I'd like you to hear.
Call me back.
Come back here, bitch.
Come back here I said.
Come here, come here.
Stay where you are.
Come here.
I said come here.
Where are you going, bitch?
That's enough.
Stay out of it. Go to bed.
You don't let me.
- You need help?
- Yes. Go right ahead.
That's not necessary.
It was just an argument.
Are you sure?
You could file a complaint.
- We don't need your advice.
- I won't.
- He will kill you.
- What did you say?
You'll kill her,
and I'll kick your ass.
- Is that a threat?
- Yes, you piece of shit.
Who is it?
Come in.
Before you come in,
what do you have to say?
I won't ask you
for a commitment this time.
This time there won't be
any commitment
or curfews, or any questions.
Or complaints.
You still have
your whims and fancies.
All around me.
Vodka, right?
Right. Vodka.
There's something
I'd like to ask you.
Is it absolutely necessary?
Yes.
Okay, ask.
When you went to see XL
Yes?
did you know I was there?
You worked there
the last time I saw you.
Is that a yes or a no?
You could've been working
elsewhere.
Okay,
I knew for sure when
When I was told
who we had to talk to.
- I have another.
- Make it the last one, please.
- Last one.
- Good.
You could've chosen
not to come to my office.
I could have.
I thought you never wanted
to see me again.
Me, too.
After all, does it matter?