Sea of Plastic (Mar de plástico)

THE FACTS AND CHARACTERS PORTRAYED IN THIS SERIES

AS WELL AS CAMPOAMARGO ARE TOTALLY FICTIONAL

Where are you?

Have some guts and show yourself!

I know who you are!

You're Francisco's daughter!

I'll kill you!

Where are you?

Fucking bitch!

I swear I'll kill you!

I've got a gun!

Hey!

Stop right there! Who are you?

Mr. Juan, what happened? I heard gunshots.

Get me out! Quickly, get me out!

Get me out!

We have to call an ambulance and the Military guard.

No, don't call them, just get me out of here.

Agneska's the only suspect who's connected

to the three victims.

-We know she extortioned Francisco. -She was married to Barislav.

-And Marta? -She was her lover's ex-wife.

That doesn't mean she's a killer We can't just arrest her.

We can press charges for extortion.

Rueda's lawyer's would get her out in no time.

The question is...

-Should we tell Pablo about it? -Not again, please.

Didn't we agree Pablo is not the killer?

Alright, but won't he tell Agneska?

Well, he's our boss.

You're right, Salva. We'll have to take the risk.

Get it out, for God's sake!

Don't complain, Rueda! I got you the best vet in town.

For fuck's sake!

It's good you called me.

We'd better not get in trouble with the Military guard right now.

If I didn't call them it's because I'll kill her.

It was Pilar...

Francisco Salinas' daughter.

I don't know who she is.

She fucked my greenhouses, killed my horse...

Now, she trying to kill me now?

I swear her days are numbered.

Mark my words, I'll crush her.

I swear I'll crush her.

That's your problem. I hope it doesn't turn into mine.

Clean this up already.

What is it?

No, I have to stay in Almería to deal with some businesses.

No, I won't get back home.

-I won't get there. -Yes, honey, calm down.

Calm down. Kisses.

The Lieutenant wants a word with the mistress.

Thanks, you may leave.

What are you doing here? Have you lost your mind?

If my husband finds out about us, he'll kill me.

I came to give you a heads-up.

My men know you extortioned Francisco.

-I don't know what you mean. -Agneska...

There's a tape. It shows you picking the money up.

All the station has seen it.

What's going to happen?

I don't know. Blackmailing is a serious felony.

I don't know, they can give you 10 years.

-But, you can help me, right? -No...

-Tell me you can, Pablo. -I don't think so.

All the Military guard is on the lookout.

I'm risking a lot coming to tell you.

You can't let them lock me up!

You can't let me go to jail! Please, you can't!

You can't, please, Pablo.

I'm scared.

Okay.

It's alright...

Calm down, calm down...

Calm down...

I'll see what I can do.

This fucker's good. He deserves an Oscar.

He's been trained to lie.

Come sit down here.

Let's do something.

If you want my help, you must tell me the truth...

The whole truth.

Okay.

-What do you want to know? -Why did you blackmail Francisco?

My husband was broke and...

I couldn't live off leftovers.

I had to take care of myself.

-Did you kill him? -No!

I didn't, Pablo! Don't be absurd!

What I know is you're capable of anything, Agneska.

Why would I kill Fatty?

He was my gold mine.

I think she's telling the truth.

Alright.

I hope you're not lying.

Right now, I'm the only one who can't save you from jail.

Don't go, please.

I don't want to be alone.

This guy's unbelievable! He'll fuck her while we listen!

-The show's over. -Come on, chief!

So, do we rule out Agneska?

We can't afford to rule out anyone.

There's a serial killer whose victims die the same way.

He must have a reason; always the same one.

If we figure out his motives, we'll know who he is.

The key is that countdown and those letters.

You can go home.

Lolo?

What?

Not in my room, Dad could hear us.

-Yes, you already said that. -Leave me here, just do it.

-But you can't even pee alone! -I can, Lola!

Not a word about this, okay? Promise me.

What's going on, Lolo?

I told you, it was some drunks.

I know you, only mom believes your lies.

If you don't want to hear lies, don't ask questions.

Why was there blood on your hands when Marta died?

-Who told you that? -It doesn't matter.

Tell me the truth or I swear I'll tell Dad.

-Come on, Lolo. -They hit me, okay?

I owe a lot of money, Lola.

Business isn't going well, we aren't selling horses.

Have you been gambling again?

I swear I was done...

but the kid was born and things started to change.

Then Rueda sank and we followed.

Fuck! How much?

60,000 euros...

and the Quijano grandchildren just keep raising the debt.

-Why didn't you tell me? -Have you got 60,000 euros?

-Then you can't help me, Lola. -Stop it, Lolo!

-I could talk with them... -No, take it easy, you can't.

You could make it worse if you do so.

-Who's there? -It's me, mom. Relax.

Leave now, please. You've helped me enough.

-Where were you? -What do you care.

Don't fuck with me, skinny. You've shot Rueda.

He's our partner, even if he ignores it.

And you killed his horse...

Fucked his greenhouse and even tried to kill him?

Juan Rueda killed my father.

Are you sure?

-We can get another partner. -No, we can't!

We need his fucking trucks.

-You don't get it, Vlad. -It's you who don't.

We only do this for the dough.

What are you talking about?

Where the fuck are you going?

For God's sake, skinny!

When I was 12, I saw some fuckers killed my grandpa.

They cut his throat in the kitchen, right before me.

Guess what I did.

I don't care.

I did nothing.

They had businesses with my dad.

Business always come first.

Years later, when the Serbians surrounded Pristina...

-I'm not like you. -Shut up! I haven't finished.

I immediately visited the fucker who killed my grandpa...

and I threw him a shell.

I killed him as well as his wife and kids.

They even gave me a medal.

It's not good timing to stand out.

You'll have to wait for your chance.

Are you leaving?

Stay a bit longer, please.

I don't want to be alone.

I guess I could take the day.

Sergio? Sergio!

He saw us! He saw us, didn't he?

I don't know, I'm not sure.

Pablo, you'd better go.

-What's this? -I've no idea.

There's a printing error.

All the m's are incomplete.

-All of them. Do you notice? -Yes.

This could lead us to the book, therefore to the letter's author.

We must call all the printing houses.

That printing house might be closed by now.

Let's cross our fingers.

I need more men and more resources. We're making up for manpower.

We ought to check the statements, do a survey in town...

-I'll see what I can do. -You'll "see what you can do"?

Yes, I'll see what I can do.

Are you happy now...

or you still believe Agneska killed Francisco?

-No, but she's still a suspect. -Fine, so what do we do now?

-We arrest her for blackmailing? -You don't give a damn, right?

No, I do care, but she's committed a felony.

How long since you got back and fucked the Russian?

I don't know, Hector, I didn't planned on it.

It just happened.

She likes sex, so do I. You know me.

No, I don't know you anymore.

Why are you such a prude?

In the end, you always wanted to fuck my wife...

didn't you?

Do you like them?