Bitter Daisies (O sabor das margaridas)

Lieutenant Rosa Vargas from the Civil Guard in A Coruña.

I'm here about a missing girl: Marta Labrada.

Where should we meet?

On the trail to the factory. I have something to tell you.

This is a very sinful town.

A dead girl could be the best way of keeping them in the shadows.

I think we're looking at a serial killer.

Orgies, simulated rape...

Who's behind these parties?

I don't know, and even if I did, I couldn't say.

Those people, our clients, won't just settle for killing us.

They'll torture you

and then go for your families and take away everything.

Marta used Rebeca's tablet without her knowledge

to upload a video on a false account.

This is the recording.

You said you had a sister, but when I asked you,

you said that you didn't. Which one is it?

I did, but she died.

It's Rosa. I don't trust her.

Are you Marta Labrada?

No. I'm Lt. Rosa Vargas.

"Her sister, Eva Mayo,

was a civil guard at A Coruña's headquarters."

"She has been on mental health leave since her sister's disappearance."

She saw to it that I wanted for nothing and kept saying how sorry she was,

but that she had to find out who killed her sister.

I know who killed your sister.

On your knees.

If you didn't want justice, what did you want?

Revenge.

And now for the big question.

Who killed those women?

Excuse me?

Are you OK?

Did you have amnesia again?

Do you know where you are?

Yes.

You started having amnesia whilst you were in prison.

Is that right?

Soon after going in.

Sometimes, I'm able to control it.

It's a possible symptom in patients with schizophrenia.

Is there a history of this illness in your family?

What about the hallucinations?

Have you had any hallucinations about your sister before?

Yes, but they went away after her funeral.

They came back when I left prison.

The same kind of hallucinations?

-Do you still see your sister? -Yes.

-But they're different now. -How so?

Now I can hear her too.

They're a lot more aggressive.

A worsening of symptoms of your illness

is linked to traumatic elements...

events that prevent you from closing past wounds.

The problem with your illness

is knowing whether those elements are real

or whether they're your imagination.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

"HAVE MERCY ON ME." UNTO HIM I CRIED,

"WHICHE'ER THOU ART, OR SHADE OR REAL MAN!"

Is that the newbie?

-Does she look familiar? -No.

Then don't ask stupid questions.

She's hot. You can tell she's from around here, unlike those foreigners.

Forget it. She's off limits.

Relax.

Come on, let's go.

TRAFFICKING RING IN MURIAS BROKEN UP

TWO YOUNG PEOPLE DIE IN A TRAFFIC ACCIDENT

ROSA VARGAS, LIEUTENANT IN THE CIVIL GUARD,

DIES IN THE LINE OF DUTY

MAURO SEOANE SENTENCED TO LIFE IMPRISONMENT

EVA MAYO SUSPENDED FROM THE CIVIL GUARD

FOR ASSAULTING A SUPERIOR

Sign at the bottom.

You can continue psychiatric sessions provided by Penitentiary Institutions.

Where's my jacket?

It must've got lost in the launderette. Sign, please.

Oh, that journalist called again.

She left her number.

Tell her she's got the wrong person.

You have one new voicemail message.

I'm Dori's owner. I saw you the other day and wanted to tell you something.

Call me when you can. Bye.

DAD

Hello? Is this Eva Mayo?

Who is this?

I'm Laura Nogueira, I'm a journalist. I'd like to talk to you about--

You've got the wrong person.

Hands where I can see them.

Hi, Dad.

What are you doing here?

I've come to see Mum.

Hi, Mum.

You look so pretty.

I've come to let you know that I'm OK.

I don't know what Dad told you, but I couldn't come any earlier.

It's time to put her to bed.

-Should I help you? -I can manage.

Right, honey, it's pretty late now.

It's bedtime now, OK?

Let's take this off, little by little.

And let's go to bed, OK?

I'll bring you some hot milk afterwards.

There you go.

I see you're still not going in this room.

If that will be all...

It's late.

I see you're still trying to fix the car.

Did you find a Delco hubcap?

Some things can't be fixed.

Why the hell did you come to my house?

I already told you. I came to see Mum.

And you.

You knew I was getting out today.

But you didn't come to meet me.

I don't know why I'm surprised. I didn't get a single visit.

Did you deserve a visit?

I'm out now, aren't I? That must mean I've paid my dues.

-That will never happen. -If you'd just hear me out--

Two years ago, I had a daughter about to start university

and another who was a civil guard whom I was proud of.

Now one is in the cemetery...

and the other, I'm ashamed of.

-I had my reasons. -I don't care about your reasons.

I don't know what you want, but I'm not interested.

Eva...

it's Mauro.

I have to talk to you.

Hello, anyone there?

Hi, I'm Laura, the journalist who called.

-I told you I didn't want to talk. Leave. -Hear me out, please.

I know that you're the one who cracked the case, not Rosa Vargas.

How do you know that?

I'm a journalist. The official version is never true.

I'm writing about human trafficking.

-I'd like you to tell me about-- -You've come at a bad time. Leave.

Eva, are you OK? Eva?

Eva, are you OK? What's wrong, Eva?

Eva.

Eva.

WE HAVE TO TALK. YOU'RE IN DANGER.

DON'T CALL THE POLICE. MAURO.

One nice, hot coffee.

-What are you doing here? -Sorry?

What are we doing here?

What do you mean what are we doing here?

Are you OK?

Did someone break in yesterday?

Yes, but he managed to escape.

We went after him, but weren't able to find him.

Don't you remember?

Out.

What?

Out.

-What's wrong, Eva? -Get out!

What's wrong?

Eva, tell me where I am. How do I get back?

How do I get to the center?

I know this may sound paranoid...

but think about it.

The recording of the party disappeared in court

and everyone who's seen it,

Alberte, Rosa Vargas, Marta Labrada, Brais,

they're all dead!

And why didn't they kill Rebeca?

I'm in maximum security. They can't get to me here.

They killed my wife to send me a message

and they took Rebeca to keep me quiet.

I had a break-in yesterday.

Very few people know that you saw the recording too.

Well, someone's been talking.

Yet another reason not to drop this! You have to find Rebeca!

Let the police deal with it.

They left a note to make it look like she had left home.

No one's looking for her.

If they've bribed civil guards, they'll have bribed police officers too.

I can't trust anyone else.

Please.

Rebeca trusted you.

She helped you. Help her out too.

Find this place.

You killed my sister.

How dare you ask me for a favor?

This isn't about me. This is about my daughter!

Help her. She didn't do anything to anyone!

Please, Eva, please. Find my daughter!

Eva!

Eva, look for my daughter, please!

Inspector Salgado.

Here you go. The suicide case.

Thank you.

Salgado, good work on the suicide.

A stroke of luck.

You can't even trust your own family anymore.

Bloody psychopaths. Your wife called, by the way.

-What for? -She said to call her when you can.

It's all in the lawyers' hands now.