Burning Body (El cuerpo en llamas)

THIS SERIES IS BASED ON REAL EVENTS. CHANGES WERE MADE FOR DRAMATIC PURPOSES.

BURNING BODY

EPISODE 1. THE RESERVOIR

Pedro, honey, where are you?

I know what we said and

that everything's much harder than it first seemed.

But when are you coming back?

I miss you.

I miss you too.

I can't tell you. I don't want you to get involved.

But I need time.

YOU SHOULD REST

Mom!

Mom!

-I brought you this, sweetie. -Thanks. Leave it there.

How are you?

Any news? He hasn't called you?

-Or texted you? -No, Dad.

The last time we were in the countryside,

he seemed happy.

Yeah, I know.

Though you two happened so fast...

that sometimes...

Maybe we don't really know him.

It's not your fault. That's for sure.

What about this?

-Yes or no? -Definitely.

Yeah?

Though you're on leave, show that prick how strong you are.

And you should go to that dinner tonight...

-I don't think so. -Why not?

Put yourself first for once.

Oh, my dear.

What's the matter with my sweetie pie? What is it?

She's mad she couldn't watch the big TV during breakfast.

Well, your mom is painting the room downstairs. You knew that, right?

I already told her.

Pedro's ex.

We'll come over later so you can go to dinner.

-We'll see. -Okay.

-Hi, Silvia. -Where the hell is Pedro?

I had to bring my son to the precinct. He has a checkup in an hour.

But he wants joint custody. He's unbelievable.

-So call him. - I already did. He won't answer.

Now I have to bring him his son too? Where is he?

-He's not here. - So, where is he?

I saw this coming.

Anything else, Silvia?

No, you have enough on your plate.

Unbelievable.

LOCAL POLICE

Why the costume?

-I'm being reinstated. -Why? Is your shrink sick of you?

These are our terms for the custody settlement.

We won't settle for less.

Page seven.

It's gonna be like this until we fucking die?

Up to you, Javi.

We just wanted to avoid going to court.

Sofía doesn't want to see you.

What do you mean? That girl adores her father.

She's having a really hard time, Carmen. She even wets the bed, for fuck's sake.

-She's my daughter, Rosa! -She'll always have a father.

No way that psycho is keeping my daughter. You hear me?

-He clearly doesn't care. -What do you know?

Pedro couldn't make it.

Doing nothing is tiring.

What's your problem with Pedro?

He's a son of a bitch.

He's out to get me.

-HOW ABOUT VICENTE'S RETIREMENT PARTY? -I DON'T KNOW

HE'S A SON OF A BITCH HE'S OUT TO GET ME

-Okay. -Bring it on!

Come on, guys.

Good.

Let's go.

-Awesome. -Keep it up. Very good.

-Good. -That's it.

-Well done. -Good one. That's it.

Remove the mouthpiece.

Your ID. Negative. Go ahead.

Are you coming to dinner tonight?

Yeah.

-Just you? -I don't know.

The family has filed a report with the Mossos d'Esquadra.

The attack took place at the Sants metro station.

The young woman, who has Down syndr...

-Juan. -Hi, Albert, how's it going?

-Very good. You? -I'm good.

-Rosa is almost ready. -Okay.

I appreciate it.

-She can't stop ruminating here. -Of course.

Meanwhile, the other guy...

Who knows?

Has she told you anything else?

-No. Honestly, no. -Albert, it's been a while.

Too long, that's for sure.

Hi, Sofía.

How are you?

-Say hello. -Hello.

This is for you.

-Oh boy. -I hope you like it.

Look what it does.

How thoughtful. I'll take this.

What do we say?

-I'm not sure that she likes it. -Sure she does.

Oh...

Sweetie! Hey,

it'd be best not to bring up either of them.

Don't worry.

-You look stunning. -Wow.

What?

-I'm not in the party mood. -You won't wanna leave later.

Mom!

-Shall we? -Okay.

I'll be back early, okay?

-See you later. -You don't have to stay the night.

Bye, Sofía!

You could've brought the car.

Why?

-Mossos d'Esquadra, how can I help you? -Hello?

-Mossos d'Esquadra. -What time did it happen?

-Mossos d'Esquadra, how can I help you? - Hi, I'm calling from the Foix Reservoir.

No way. They're screwing the landlords.

-And those folks have to pay lawyers. -True.

-I agree. -They'll have to sooner or later.

Hey, your boss. Get your boss, please. Your boss.

Some guys got together in Badalona for cases like this.

-Evictors. -Yeah, you know them?

- No, the fire is out now. -All right.

We'll send a patrol car over.

Great. Thanks.

-Come on, Rosa. -Seriously, girl. It's dirty business.

You've got to piss standing up to take on those guys.

You're so annoying, Álex.

I'm just warning you. One look at you and they'll be salivating.

-Albert. -Yeah?

-I can picture you there, kicking ass. -Yeah? You too.

No, me first.

When I was on neighborhood patrol...

-Short fuse. -Sure. Let's all be thugs for hire, right?

Come on, Mother Néstor of Calcutta. Have a drink.

Want some?

-Bring some more. But nice and fresh. -Yes, please.

And five bottles of cava. No, not these.

These stay with me. My buddy and I will guard them.

Rosita, picture time.

Picture.

FOIX RESERVOIR

-Hey, Rosa. -What's up? How's Cris?

She's fine. How's Pedro doing?

Fine. You know how he is.

Reggaeton. Shall we?

-No... -No?

No, I'm tired.

Okay, then. See you.

Peter, I don't wanna be a pain in the ass, but

she's here with Albert.

I guess you already know that.

Nothing weird. Everything's okay. I was wondering if you guys were okay.

If you're okay.

PEDRO LAST ONLINE 05-02-2017

MAY 2ND - CALL ME THERE'S A JOB YOU MAY BE INTERESTED IN

YESTERDAY PEDRO? CALL ME WHEN YOU CAN

What about backup?

You need to toughen up, kiddo. Don't complain, you're in good company.

What's up?

Those fucking narcos are insane. Six dead so far.

Yeah, they love burning traitors' cars.

Yeah, and traitors too.

The inside is wrecked, but no body.

- Okay, get me the VIN number. -I'm on it.

Hey, no touching.

Jeez.

W-V-W-Z-Z-Z,

1-7-Y-B,

1-4-7-3-5-3

- I'll run it. -Okay.

-Holy shit! -What is it?

-Fuck. - Everything all right?

I wish you were here.

We need to fix this.

I love you so much.

-He probably found someone younger. -Pedro?

He wants another kid. Rosa won't get pregnant.

He's gone to find a 20-year-old.

Nonsense.

Grandpa!

I'll go.

You got it?

I think someone broke in.

No. No way.

There's nothing in the room downstairs.

That was just a nightmare, okay?

Just a nightmare.

Go back to sleep.

I'll keep you company until you fall asleep, okay?

Juan.

She's back.

Thanks, Albert.