Sea of Plastic (Mar de plástico)

THE FACTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED IN THIS SERIES

AS WELL AS CAMPOAMARGO ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL

You shouldn't be here.

I've seen what's inside.

-Anyone else knows? -No.

Do you have kids, Vlad?

Becoming a mom makes you sensitive.

Seeing that women...

shocked me.

But I'm only concerned about my child's happiness.

So, fuck everything else, including them.

How was my father connected to those women?

I'd bring them from the East,

and your father would buy them for his dens.

When they weren't useful, he sold them to others.

I'll keep buying them...

and I'll take them to the dens.

Next delivery's on 5 days.

I want the storehouse empty by then.

Are we clear?

Fuck, Salva! Are you crazy?

I'm getting into the killer's skin.

This suit is the same as his.

You're sick.

I see you've found it.

Yes, same brand and model, chief.

The downside; it's sold everywhere.

That's not useful.

Have you talked with the local fumigation companies?

Yes, and no one's missing a suit, but I found out something.

Some farmers make the fumigation themselves.

Among them, guess who?

Our friend, Juan Rueda.

A couple of months ago, he ordered 20 of these.

Right now, the victims are only connected by the letters

and the type of assault.

Evidently, Marta, Barislav and Francisco...

were related in ways we ignore.

-That's why he sends letters. -And always addresses Fernando.

-Have we got new mail? -It just arrived.

It seems there's none from the killer.

I'll get them analyzed.

I don't get why the killer addresses Francisco

as Midnight Cowboy.

-What about his wife? -Paula.

She's Russian and much younger than his husband.

-How did they get along? -Fine.

Well, that's what they say in town.

We've found something in Francisco's cell phone.

It's an app from a dating web site.

The parking lot where he was murdered...

is perfect for a sexual encounter.

And from the video, it seemed he had a date.

What I know is we need a username and a password.

Midnight Cowboy!

Well done, Salva.

Tell the technicians to focus on the password...

-We got the username. -Okay.

-What was that? -I don't know, but...

I'm sure it's no good.

God! That gypsy seemed a criminal.

-Lolo, you know who are they? -No idea, Dad.

Are you sure?

Hi, gorgeous! I've missed you.

Me, too, but I wasn't sure of coming.

It's just that this is a contact visit

and I don't want you to get mad...

I don't want you to think I'm that type of girl...

No, Cristina, that's not why you're here.

You're worth much more.

I...

I just wanted us to know each other.

So, how are you?

Fine.

Sure?

Truth is I'm worried about my brother.

-Can I ask you a favor? -Sure.

Can you give me a hug?

I feel so alone here, and I need a hug.

Thank you, Cristina.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

You know what I'd like to do now?

Pray together...

for my brother.

Sure, I'd love to.

Our Father...

who art in heaven...

Hallowed by Thy Name...

Thy kingdom come...

They will be done...

on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day...

our daily bread...

and lead us not into temptation...

but deliver us from evil...

Amen.

The technicians gave me Francisco's password.

We can access the dating site.

Let's see...

HAPPYDATES THE BEST PLACE TO CHAT

It's him; his face is covered, but it's Francisco.

Open his inbox.

-All are from men. -Francisco was gay?

Let's see whom he texted last.

With him: Hunter.

His face is covered.

Let's read their messages.

This is the last one.

Francisco sent it to him the morning he died.

"I'm dying to lick your whole. Last time, you got me excited.

See you at the usual parking lot at 8 p.m."

-They had an appointment. -It's our man.

Contact the company that runs the site...

-and get his full name. -Okay.

Poor Francisco.

I never thought his loss would make me so sad.

You need a drink, not a cup of tea.

Come on, girl! Cheer up!

Why don't you think in all you'll buy with his money.

That always helps.

What money? I don't even know if I could stay at the house.

His daughter hates me, she'll try to strip me.

Is my lunch ready?

Paula, Francisco was your husband.

No matter what she says, you have the right

to part of the inheritance.

I'll go to the restroom.

-Surprise! -Paula.

-Not here, they'll see us. -Follow me.

Paula...

-I really needed it! -Can we meet tonight?

-I'll call you. -Like yesterday...

when you didn't.

Hello?

Yes, of course.

Okay, I'll be right there.

What's wrong?

Nothing, it's from work.

-I have to get back. -Okay.

I shouldn't tell you this...

But you're suspect of your husband's murder...

They want to interrogate you.

What are you doing here?

Your sister's gorgeous.

Fara, right?

How's she doing at the surf store?

Don't touch that!

What do you want?

I need you to access Rueda's laptop...

and transfer all the truck routes to this pendrive.

Kaled, Kaled, Kaled...

You still don't know me, right?

Want some sugar?

I assure you it's me, and not Mr. Rueda...

whom you should fear.

He hasn't find out about you yet.

On the other hand, I do know all about you,

and I can give you hell.

You said if I cooperated, I wouldn't go to jail.

-We made a deal! -Yes, but it's me

who decides when it's over.

Great tea...

You can't find it in Spain.

How was your relationship with your husband?

Good, we loved each other.

I'll miss him a lot.

Should I believe you? We know there were affairs

inside your marriage.

-I never cheated on him. -But he did cheat on you.

He had sexual encounters with men through a dating site.

Men?

You're crazy!

We accessed his profile and the messages speak for themselves.

I KNOW WHAT YOU NEED A MAN LIKE YOU

I knew nothing.

He always was a man to me.

Did you know Barislav?

He was Agneska's husband, I saw him once or twice.

-Why? -Any trouble with him?

-No. -And your husband?

No.

We've got a video that shows Francisco beating Barislav.

What about Marta Ezquerro? Did you know her?

No, what's with all these questions?

You think I killed them? I didn't kill anyone.

-Can I go now? -Just one more question.

Where were you when your husband was killed?

At home, with Agneska, cooking a "borsch",

a traditional Russian soup.

Thanks.

-I think she's innocent. -Maybe, but she's hiding something.

Bad news.

The company that runs the site won't give us the name

of the suspect.

Privacy policies.

Since it's based in Taiwan, the legal proceedings

could last months.

How's your gay side?

Ready! It's uploaded.

Now we need an attractive name.