Sea of Plastic (Mar de plástico)

THE FACTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED IN THIS SERIES

AS WELL AS CAMPOAMARGO ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL

How cool, right?

It's been a long time since I felt this good.

I feel great.

Turn around, please.

What?

Please, turn around.

What if you get tired of me and we don't meet again?

What?

-Why do you ask so? -I don't know.

Why won't we meet again?

What if it's you who get tired of me and won't see me again?

If you go, I'll wait for you, Cristina.

I'll wait for you forever.

I don't want you to go.

I want you to be at peace.

I want you to feel fine with me.

Promise me you won't leave me for another girl.

Please.

You promise me.

Who'd love me?

I need you, Cristina.

I need you here by my side.

Don't go, please.

Think it through, Mr. Rueda.

Francisco, Barislav, the Sub-Lieutenant.

I have nothing to think, I don't mind.

I won't have my house full of Military guards,

-just because you've got a theory. -They're all dead, but you.

-Dad, can I take a ride in my bike? -Sergio, come on, I'm busy.

-You can't go. -I'll only ride inside the ranch.

You can't go outside. Go to your room, please!

Leave me alone! Come on!

Two guards inside the house and other two outside.

You'll barely notice they're here.

How do you...

Sergio.

Sergio.

Sergio.

-I fell. -Are you okay?

-Medicines make me dizzy. -Come on, sit down.

-Sit and calm down. -What medicine?

It's just that he's unbearable lately.

He had an aggressiveness episode and we had to act accordingly.

I guess you're talking about his doctor?

Of course, I am.

I don't have a doctor.

Well, it's alright. Two inside and two outside.

Not even one more.

Could you hand me the cap, please?

Yes.

-Here. -Thanks.

You're welcome.

The foreman! No car this time?

What's the matter, boss? Was your car stolen or what?

What a shame, really.

What's wrong? Not even your men like you now?

How could they? He exploits them. He's worse than them.

You both... and you.

You... and you, too.

You.

Come on, you, too.

-I work well, you can take me, too. -No, did I choose you?

-I didn't, so shut up. -But they're on the truck.

-You can't. -Why not?

Because I'm the boss, and I say you can't.

Let's go.

Rueda has spread the rumor that you're not trustworthy.

So, I don't think you'll find a job in this area.

-What do you mean in this area? -Kaled!

I told you you didn't know how to be a boss.

Later, charcoal!

You've almost got it.

Somebody outside is finishing up your job.

Your revenge.

But you're missing one, aren't you?

The most important.

You think it's funny?

Your mom's friends.

Francisco, the Sub-Lieutenant...

-Juan Rueda. -Juan Rueda?

Juan Rueda? Isn't he your dad?

-This is your dad, right? -Do you think he could be next?

I don't know, it seems so.

-You tell me. -I don't know.

You don't? Are you sure?

Your theory is fucking shit to me, Sergeant.

And I'll tell you why.

Marta.

How the fuck is she connected to the women trafficker murders?

Because for all I know, she didn't traffic prostitutes,

nor drove trucks and turned girls into prostitutes.

Did she?

What do you think?

That Marta's murder was a diversion?

I'm a motherfucker, Sergeant, but not at that level.

At this pace, I'll get out of here and you'll keep

searching around Campoamargo,

looking for Marta's murderer.

How funny, Fernando!

You're so funny!

I'll tell you a secret.

I'm crazy, too.

Watch out, Fernando.

You can keep the picture.

Have a nice day.

Cristina Muñoz have only been working as social assistant

in prison for eight days.

-Could she had gotten a hammer inside? -No, not in theory.

Do you think she might be connected to the murders?

-We can't reveal that information. -Did you investigate her beforehand?

She's only an intern. The school sent us positive information.

You didn't know she visited Fernando Rueda that regularly.

-That's all. We've finished. -Or that she's used to visit

-crazy convict murderers in Spain. -Héctor.

Thanks a lot for your help.

Jiménez, walk him to the exit.

Why do you take it out on the prison's director?

Boss, we can't find Cristina. Here's her file.

She doesn't live with her biological parents.

She accused her father of molestation and in the end, he was absolved.

And it also says he died shortly after in a very mysterious accident.

Yes, they barely investigated it.

-Police didn't suspect her. -Check this out.

The girl that Cristina substituted fell down the stairs

and broke a leg.

She said, "There wasn't anyone, but someone pushed me".

Good day.

-Where's my money, gypsy? -I gave it to your friends.

You gave them 15 thousand.

But you know very well you owe me so much more.

-Where's the rest? -The rest? That's all of it.

I just subtracted the interests.

As far as I know, now were even.

You think I can do nothing from here, don't you?

-You're making a mistake. -You can't harm me

locked in here without your friends.

Do something more productive, you'll spend a long time here.

There are gypsies in my country, too, but nobody gives a shit about them.

You're cut from the same cloth no matter the country.

Spain, Serbia, Romania.

You're fucking thieves.

Watch out, I'm no thief.

I've paid my debts properly.

For your information, I renegotiated the debt.

You're making a mistake.

But it won't stop here.

Enjoy your stay.

-What's up, cousin? -Hey, Lolo!

-Give my regards to Reme. -I'll tell her.

Quiet!

Listen up.

If you need anything here...

anything, ask my cousins.

Outside we're a minority, but unfortunately,

here we're lots.

Take care, Vlad.

Good evening.

Good evening.

What happened? Any news about our daughter?

-Hasn't she come back? -No, and it's unusual.

-She should have returned by now. -We need to take a look at the house.

-Here's the warrant. -What's going on?

It's nothing, don't worry.

While my team works, I'll fill you in

and ask you some questions. Would you follow me?

Have a seat.

They seem nice, but they creep me out.

I wouldn't like to live in such a place.

It looks like a little girl's bedroom.

Truth is, I don't picture her as a killer.

Have you noticed she hasn't got any pictures of friends or boyfriend?

I have, she must be very lonely.

Do you have a hair pin?

-I don't, but use this. -Thanks.

MY DIARY

Héctor... a diary.

It's a code.

Could you tell me your daughter's location on these dates?

-I'm not really sure. -Take your time.

What's in there?

-It's a tool shed. -My husband started to DIY.

-Can I check it? -Yes, sure.

Well, it won't open.

Don't worry, somebody put this lock.

Salva.

Excuse me, please.

-You'd better wait outside. -I'll go with you, it's my house.

Please, let us do our job, okay?

Come on.

Héctor.

"Game over. The town's fool 1".

May I come in?

It's closed.

-Well, I saw the lights on... -What is it, Salva?

Take a look at this picture. Does it ring a bell?

No.

-Take a proper look, you can help us. -Is that why you came?

Get out of here.