Sea of Plastic (Mar de plástico)

THE FACTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED IN THIS SERIES

AS WELL AS CAMPOAMARGO ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL

Can I see it?

Calm down, it's all over.

We must examine the suit and the blood right away.

-Do you think it's the killer's? -I don't know...

but the crime scene is oddly manipulated.

As if we were meant to find it.

-What's the intel on the women? -They're 25.

All seem to be from the Eastern countries.

Have they got the tattoo?

Yes, they belong to "The Bear."

How could that motherfucker do this?

It's disgusting.

We'll catch them.

What's up with Pilar's arrest?

Military guard! Ortiz, watch the door!

García, come with me!

-García! -Clear!

Shit...

Héctor, Pilar fled.

Okay, let's go.

Criminalistics is collecting fingerprints...

but with so many of them, it'll be complicated.

-Take care of it. -Héctor.

-What the hell did you do? -My job.

Really? Correct me if I'm wrong, but your job...

was to give me all the intel you had...

and stay away from the women trafficking issue...

but you decided to work behind my back.

Well done.

You knew those women's location and did nothing.

If it wasn't for us, they could have died.

Luckily, there was Super Héctor, the hero, right?

Listen...

You saved a few, but "The Bear" will keep trafficking...

and bringing hundreds of women every year...

and you know why?

Because this was our only chance to take down his web...

The only one.

You know we can't use humans as baits.

I've followed the rules, but it seems you've forgotten them.

Do you know what we found at the Kasandra?

An exterminator suit covered in blood.

Do you still want to find the killer?

In an unprecedented operation, Campoamargo's Military guard...

has rescued 30 women from East Europe...

kidnapped in their country for sexual exploitation.

They've arrested some individuals, but they remain unidentified...

Answer the fucking phone, Vlad.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Calm down, honey. Everything will be fine.

Everything will be fine.

Everything will be fine.

What the fuck...?

Damn it...

Don't worry, honey...

Mom kicks ass.

Pilar get down and put your hands up!

Shit...

Don't worry, honey.

What's wrong, Salva? Can't I go out with my son?

You know what you did...

You're under arrest for women trafficking.

What?

I've got my son with me, what will happen to him?

You should have thought twice.

I'll let you make only one phone call.

Otherwise, I'll call Child Services.

I'll call my mom, my cell phone's in the car.

-Where? -Near the gear stick.

Here.

-She doesn't answer. -I'm sorry.

-Anybody else you can call? -You know there's no one.

-Do I call Child Services? -No...

You can't let them take him, you can't do it!

Take the prisoner, I'll take care of the child.

I'll reach his grandmother. Take her.

-But we can't... -Take her! I'll deal with it.

Chief, we've got the blood test results.

We've checked the victim's blood...

It's a match for Barislav.

-And the suit's interior? -It's clean.

Maybe it wasn't stained and the blood was placed afterwards.

In that case, the killer must have kept Barislav's blood.

-Why would he do that? -I don't know.

Do you think Pilar's the killer?

He killed his father and Marta...

I don't know, Sol told me it was a man.

Perhaps he wants to mislead us.

What's clear is the suit was meant to be found.

-Vlad? -It could be.

I'd say this suit wasn't used in the murders.

-Go check on Criminalistics. -Chief!

-Pilar's in the interrogation room. -What's that?

Do you want the long or the short version?

-Where's my son? -He's fine.

Do you know why you're here?

Salva told me I'm accused of women trafficking.

We found 25 women locked up in Kasandra's basement.

I had no idea, if I did, I'd never been part of it.

Do you think I'm an idiot?

Did they lock up those girls without you noticing?

My father had many businesses, I can't deal with everything.

-José's in charge. -José's detained...

and he says nothing was done without your permission.

Who brings you the girls?

-I don't know what you mean. -Vlad Dragic...

-Where is he? -I told you I don't know him.

You're lying!

Along the girls, we found an exterminator suit full of blood.

-What? -The blood matches a victim.

-I have nothing to do with that. -Of course, Pilar.

-You can be charged with 4 murders. -I'm not a fucking killer, damn it!

How can you say that?

That fucking exterminator killed my father.

That son of a bitch...

-He wants to screw me! -Who?

Who wants to screw you? Tell me.

Don't assume all the consequences.

Women trafficking, evidence destruction, murder suspect...

You're in deep shit.

-I want to see my lawyer. -You won't escape from this...

unless you cooperate.

You don't know what you're doing...

It's up to you.

-Chief. -Go ahead.

Look at this.

It seems amniotic fluid...

These are placenta residues.

-Shit. -Indeed.

A woman gave birth here.

We've got nothing, the doctors says none of them are pregnant...

or gave birth recently.

-What do the girls say? -Nothing, they're distressed.

Although we saved them, they don't trust us.

We didn't, they're indebted to the mob...

and their families are in danger.

If they press charges, they'll regulate their legal status.

Otherwise, they'll get deported...

and won't be able to pay their debt.

They've checked all the nearby hospitals.

A woman of those characteristics hasn't checked in recently.

-Maybe she ran away. -Or is missing...

like the one Kaled found.

I'll tell Héctor before it's too late.

Okay.

Search the area, let's look for evidence.

-Understood? -Yes.

Well done, sniff carefully, girl. Come on, search.

Come on, search.

Over here! Found something.

-It looks like blood. -It's pretty dry.

Inform the Lieutenant and ask them to call Criminalistics.

Héctor...

They've identified the blood in the piece of plastic...

found at the search.

-So? -See for yourself.

It's Marta's.

-Are you sure she was killed here? -No, but it's the most probable.

She was covered in plastic when she died...

that's why there's no blood.

They wrapped her and took her to the dumpster.

The plastic might have torn when they dragged her.

It'll be hard to find evidence...

-The scene is really compromised. -Well...

Let Criminalistics decide, alright?

-Do you think somebody saw anything? -No...

I don't think they did.

Ask them to examine these marks. They're the holes...

of the theodolite.

She was working when she got killed.

The forensic doctor says it was between 8 and 9 a.m.

Why did you say she was home when you left?

Guys!

You must see this.

Héctor!

-It looks like a tire tread. -Yes.

López!

It could be the killer's, right?

It was a long trip from Madrid and I had to do some stuff, so...

Héctor! Pablo!

-Damn! -Excuse me.

-What a surprise! -How are you?

Héctor.

Congratulations on the Eastern women's case.

You're considered heroes in Madrid.

What are you doing here? Did you miss us?

How could I miss you?

I'm here to do the final paperwork on Luis' case...

the last Sub-Lieutenant.

-His trial is soon and... -You're right, Luis's case.

-They sent you to do it? -Well, that's where I ended up.

I guess they think I'm too old for action.

Héctor, we can't find the pregnant woman nor the baby.

-We've widened the search area. -Good.

By the way, Cristina Muñoz is here.

-You know the Captain, right? -Yes.

-Lola. -Captain.