Merciless (Dupla Identidade)

What difference does it make,

PREVIOUSLY one less person in the world?

4 women in 3 months.

Whoever did this is an organized criminal, meticulous.

There, the blow on her head.

Get him and bring him in now!

Armed robbery, assault... Come on, let's confess.

"You got the wrong man.

Look at me, for it will happen again!"

Discover the origin of this e-mail.

He planted a clue here.

AMC? That's him.

There, there. We have another body.

To our love.

Sensible, delicate, very intelligent...

- Do you want some wine? - I'd rather not.

Senator... Look at you, here, on the internet.

I scratch your back, you scratch mine.

You can minimize the damage by accepting the kid into the team.

That's how I got into the FBI for the internship.

It looks good on you.

I would really like to sit close to Vera.

The senator's guy.

Serial killers are very vain.

The more they feel safe, more chances they'll take.

- Mom, come to sleep. - I'm going to sleep a lot.

Do you regret staying here, Dias?

- Any problems over there? - A flat tire.

"What do I think when I see a pretty woman

walking on the street?

I wonder how her head would look on a stick!"

Ed Kemper

My love, I'll take this tape off,

and if you make a single noise,

scream,

or any other sound...

Smart girl.

Please...

- Please... - Hush...

- I have a small child. - You're disrupting me.

I won't say it again.

Gosh, Edu...

Is that loud music really necessary?

- We can't sleep like that. - Forgive me...

Is it a party?

All my troubles are partying in here.

Those things about my family you know about.

I keep trying to numb myself with loud music

and I forget I have a wonderful neighbor. Forgive me.

OK, then... You don't have to lower the volume.

- No, I'll definitely lower it. - I'll just clog up my ears.

- OK, thank you. - And again, forgive me.

Good night.

There, there, there...

Mom...

Mommy...

Mom.

Mom, wake up. You slept on the floor.

Mom, mom!

Aunt Gina, help me!

Somebody help me, please!

My mom's sick.

Mom!

- Impossible, Nelson. - I just asked for the reports.

So, let's review those files?

Sure, of course.

Fresh coffee. Drink up, I'm not making any more.

Thanks. Vera, did it occur to you

this could be just a dumping site?

That's the first possibility I ruled out, Nelson.

I did some research.

Many other bodies were found before all these women.

Gunshot wounds, knife wounds...

Your research is a little late, I'm not interested.

I'm just speaking my mind, am I allowed to?

Come here, Nelson, just a second.

- Dias, I was thinking... - I was too...

People have a resistance

in believing that evil exists in other people,

but it does.

Psychopaths are in all social levels, races,

and nothing identifies them.

- Look, Vera... - But people resist it,

in order to believe in it,

they try to step in their shoes, but it's no use.

Nobody can ever step in a psychopath's shoes.

- Let's finish? - No...

We can't even simulate that experience inside ourselves,

of living guilt free, with no conscience

or emotional bonds to our own kind.

Do you want to see how pretty you look?

They're unparalleled, Dias.

- We need to talk... - And not believing that

is what puts us at risk!

Are you listening... Dias!

I don't want to hear a word.

- But you will. - I just want to sleep.

Erase it all, unplug, feel nothing else.

Erase what, Ray?

A guy who spent a weekend telling you cheap poetry?

Is he tattooed on you already, is it scarred?

Is that reason to want to die, your daughter all alone, Ray?!

Even low self-esteem has a limit!

I know what I feel, OK? I know the history we shared.

What history?! You don't even know his address!

Stop fantasizing! Wake up, Ray!

Give me a break, back off!

Sure, right now!

And I'm taking Larissa.

- Where are her clothes? - Oh, yeah? Go, then. Take her.

Hurry up, you're taking too long.

Stop this fuss. And listen:

Next time I won't even pick you up at the hospital.

If you want to die, go ahead.

But take two bottles next time, that'll do it.

Come, honey. Let's go to my place.

- Where's Vera? - She just left.

- Fast as thunder. - Must be at the parking lot.

Where were we again?

You had mentioned that thing, on page 4...

Yeah, on page 4...

They're like drug addicts.

Serial killers are addicted to killing.

And just like an addict,

they also suffer from abstinence, they go "cold turkey".

They don't necessarily need to bond with the victim,

he's not angry at the victim.

He's not avenging any childhood trauma.

He kills by addiction, simple as that.

That's what frightens us the most.

How was dinner?

As usual.

I was the only one without a husband.

I'll take a shower and be right back.

But before, I'll put on some music for you.

What's happening over there?

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Drunk, my friend.

Will you solve this now or at the station?

Just a moment, please.

Just a moment. My love, I'm here...

Easy, easy...

Just a moment to calm her down...

There, she's calm.

- She fell asleep. - Need some help?

No need. She'll kill me

if she finds out I embarrassed her like this.

Thanks, I live close by.

Good job to you guys.

Lovers' quarrels...

I never meant to discuss our relationship,

you didn't have to run away.

Dias, sometimes I need some distance in an investigation

to connect the dots, and that's what I did.

I went out, to live. To dance a little.

And did you connect? The dots.

It's me, huh? It's us, again.

Do you really want to talk about it? Fine, let's talk.

Just so you know, I was completely out of my head.

I know that every time you try to find yourself, you miss.

I may have missed, but I never miss the "connection".

And that's what matters.

Choices, Dias. We made ours, and life doesn't rewind.

- I never meant to "rewind". - No?

- I think you... - We. We, Vera.

It didn't come from me, it came from us.

- Whatever. - Fine, I just wanted to be sure

that you also felt no need to speculate the reasons.

Dias, I don't want to be late.

I'll meet you upstairs.

What's up, Edu? Your rape project is a hit!

The whole press is talking about it.

- Score! - You helped that bastard Otto,

he was hanging by a thread, close to losing the candidacy,

and then you come and blow it.

And your uncle, what did he say?

That the party has no choice but to keep him.

He brings in lots of votes, Edu.

But nobody thinks he'll make it to the end of his tenure.

The guy Otto names as his substitute, he's the lucky one.

I don't want to ally myself with someone who plots against me.

Ready to backstab me the first chance he gets.

Time's ticking, Otto. You have to pick a name.

Find someone who doesn't want to devour me.

If I have to wave my office, I don't want to wave my power.

Let's wait.

If nothing unexpected happens,

I may have a chance.

I'm home...

Were you all right?

I finally discovered a shortcut for my political career.

It's amazing how I'm good at this.

I understand it.

I can see what they're thinking, you know?

What they will do.

There's nothing more exciting than power.

Power makes me so horny...

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry, I know I went overboard.