The Marked Woman (La desconocida)

ALGECIRAS SAN BERNARDO BUS STATION

…at 7:00 a.m.

When you're ready, Lucía.

Are you ready?

Let's go.

All right. Come on.

Statement from witness Lucía Melgar

for the Internal Affairs investigation into Officer Enrique Zárate.

Every week,

sometimes every other week,

an envelope with cash.

He extorts them with what I tell him.

He charges more if he turns in undercover operatives.

Gastón.

It's done.

Bus to Barcelona now boarding at bay 45.

I need to use the bathroom.

I'll hold onto this.

Don't take long.

Bus from Madrid will be arriving

at 7:00 a.m.

Are you there?

Yeah.

Can you hold my hand?

-Can you hear me? -Yeah.

What's going on?

I did something that…

But it's okay.

I just need to leave for a while, that's all.

What did you do this time, Lucía?

-Better you don't know. -No.

I need to know.

They offered me a job in Barcelona.

What kind of job?

I'll be fine. I promise.

I'm leaving it all behind. I'm getting clean, I swear.

Hurry up.

Who's that? What does he want?

Lucía, what's going on?

Come on, let's go.

Here.

This one's important.

-What is this? -Insurance.

I'll call you in ten days.

Let's go!

I'm coming!

I love you.

-Come on, let's go. -I'm coming, damn it.

Lucía?

Lucía?

THE MARKED WOMAN

THREE MONTHS LATER

BARCELONA CARGO PORT TERMINAL

Two more hours without food

and I won't make it, Julieta.

UNUT 3750 CONTAINERS

MAURITANIA

What's wrong, Julieta?

Shit…

Julieta.

What's your name?

Your name. Do you know it?

What year is it?

Where are you right now?

In a hospital.

I'm going to show you three images and ask you to identify them,

then try to remember them,

because I'll ask you about them later.

Ready?

Flower, cup, keys…

Good.

What we can tell you for now is that…

your amnesia has no physical cause.

Despite the extreme violence you endured for days,

there's no sign of brain injury, fortunately.

So,

why don't I remember anything that happened to me?

Your mind is protecting you from what you went through.

It's a psychological survival mechanism

that, in your case, was triggered by an extreme experience,

very, very close to death.

You were very lucky they found you in time.

I just… I don't remember my name or…

anything about myself.

Your mind has cut off your memories to protect you.

And that's also why, for now,

you don't know who you are.

The pathways to your memory still exist,

we just have to find them.

Though they're often not the most obvious ones.

UNKNOWN PATIENT -

Should I warm it up for you?

Excuse me?

The sandwich. Want me to heat it up?

Oh, no. Thanks.

Well… actually, yes. Could you heat it up?

-Yes. -No problem.

Sorry about that.

Anna.

Sorry about that.

Hey.

We haven't seen each other since…

Since the funeral.

-Shall we sit? -Yeah.

Here, let me help you.

Thanks.

-Here okay? -Yeah, perfect.

I don't want to wait any longer.

I can't.

Yeah, I get that, but I don't know if it's what's best for you right now.

And what is best for me?

Here you go.

Thanks.

Can I get a cortado , please?

Thanks.

So what's best for me?

Anna, why the rush?

What's driving this?

My therapist agrees.

I need this.

I want to start.

I'm ready.

I can clear you to return…

-But you have to promise me two things. -What things?

First: you won't quit therapy.

And second: if anything comes up,

no matter how small…

Thanks.

If anything comes up,

you tell me right away.

You can start…

with this.

They found her in a container, tied up and tortured.

But she says she doesn't remember anything.

Could it be trafficking?

We don't know yet.

For now, we'll gather information

while we wait for the National Police unit from Algeciras.

What?

She was found in a container from a company based in Algeciras.

Morell,

a joint operation isn't what I need.

Anna, it's the best option for you right now,

given your situation.

Statement from witness Lucía Melgar

for the Internal Affairs investigation into Officer Enrique Zárate.

PROVINCIAL IMMIGRATION AND BORDER UNIT, UCRIF

Every week,

sometimes every other week,

an envelope with cash.

He extorts them with what I tell him.

He charges more for turning in undercover operatives.

The day he shows up…

that day, those of us who know him…

we get out if we can, because…

he likes to blow off steam.

Why the hell are you doing this to me, Lucía?

If he catches you, he…

he'll lock you up and do whatever he wants to you.

Zárate!

…very violent…

What's going on?

-You smoking, man? -What are you talking about? What's up?

Meeting with Cazorla.

A security guard found her

outside the perimeter of the Port of Barcelona.

He was the one who called the police.

Looks like they tortured her for two or three days.

That warehouse area is next to the port and under regional police jurisdiction.

They're requesting our cooperation

because the shipping agent for the container is based in Algeciras.

DominoMer. We've had them on our radar from Zárate's operation.

Yeah, reach out to them.

Then we need to go to Barcelona and coordinate with the regional police.

Perfect.

No. No way. You're staying here.

You've got the Internal Affairs thing. You go.

Come on, get to work.

You okay?

That woman they found in Barcelona…

This might sound crazy, but…

I think she might know something about Lucía.

I'm not sure, but…

I think she could be her sister or partner.

-That's a hell of a coincidence, isn't it? -Maybe.

How can I investigate her

if Cazorla's got me stuck here with this Internal Affairs crap?

Should we try to convince him to send you?

No. Not a word about this to the boss.

Keep me updated on everything when you're in Barcelona.

You should be the one going, man. You've earned it.

I'm going to talk to him.

-What are you going to say? -Let me handle it.

You're back already?

Can't you see me?

-Want some coffee? -I quit.

How are you?

Ripoll, I'm glad you're back, but isn't it a bit soon?

-Have you seen her? -No, I was waiting for you.

Good morning. I'm Ripoll.