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- What do you mean, a freezer?

- Like from a slaughterhouse.

Anything in it?

No. Empty. An empty freezer

in the middle of the desert.

Goodbye, princess.

C'mon, go for it.

- Did I get you in trouble, Blanca?

- That's your job, right?

Judging what others do, what they

don't do, what they should do,

how they should do it.

Sitting next to a microphone,

having an opinion.

Yes, that's my job:

criticizing next to an open mike.

Is the Governor in town yet?

You think he's firing me.

I heard you yesterday.

That's right.

Maybe instead of talking to me, he'll just

give the Chief orders that affect me.

Anyway... given the situation,

I want you to know a few things,

so you can "have an opinion" later on.

I'm listening...

The Sultan and the Cheros. It's true.

The evidence is flimsy. They may

or may not have murdered women.

And there are several others.

Several?

These deaths won't stop because

a serial killer is still on the loose.

A murderer with a fixed method.

Maybe, and this is just a hypothesis,

he captures his victims every full moon...

and stores them in a basement,

in an industrial freezer.

Then, after a few months,

he throws them into the desert.

So what is he? Narco-satanic?

Who knows, someone

connected to the Cheros...

put 3 bodies in that vacant lot,

the ones that didn't fit.

Why give the Cheros 3 bodies?

To get rid of them and to confuse things,

or as a favor between accomplices.

And there are other killers.

- Snuff pornographers.

- Could be.

- Organ traffickers.

- Could be, too.

Wannabes, killing for sport.

Yes, it could be any of those theories,

or all of them at once.

Then there's domestic violence.

A husband kills his wife because

she didn't cook dinner,

or an uncle rapes his niece

and makes sure she won't talk.

So what are the facts, Blanca?

Murder a woman in Jurez,

throw her into the desert

and you have a license to kill.

It'll be buried on a crime sheet,

because the cops won't investigate.

Not thoroughly, anyway.

No one will be charged with

anything that sticks

and no judge will ever

hand down a sentence.

Explain the circumstances to the Governor.

C'mere.

- Give me five, ten minutes.

- Hang on.

You can come in.

- You made an arrest with no evidence.

- That's right.

- And you kept him in jail.

- That's right.

You used torture to get

false confessions.

No, Sir.

- No torture was used, you say?

- I wouldn't know.

- The Chief wouldn't-

-You plea bargained with these Cheros

to frame this "Sultan".

- Sentencing for murder-

-You coerced a woman to abort.

- I informed her-

-Unsolicited information.

You offered her shelter and a job

if she had an abortion.

You forced her to kill her own child.

That's a serious accusation,

one that merits time in prison.

- Let me explain-

- What the hell is going on out there?

You know what gets my goat?

You're proud of what you did.

Doing nothing is worse.

These are 17-year-old women...

Ramrez, go see what the f***

is going on out there!

Now hear this, you broke the law

and there is no justification.

- Let me explain-

- Shut up!

You're going to lose your job,

your badge, and your freedom.

That DJ Peralta is on the radio

inciting people to protest by honking.

To protest? Protest what?

He says you're putting this

woman behind bars.

How many people would you say?

A hundred? Three hundred?

How many people are peacefully at

home this Saturday watching TV?

- Any idea, Chief?

- Most people.

The ones who matter trust we'll do

what it takes to keep the peace.

The others, the ones

who like the streets,

Iet them go on making noise

and killing each other.

We'll have her badge. But watch the timing:

do it after I'm back in Chihuahua.

Yes, Sir.

-Keep downtown clear for me tonight.

-Yes, Sir.

And find the connection between

Captain Bravo and this DJ...

Peralta.

And we're taking you away from here.

I'm promoting you to Secretary of

Public Safety, in the state capital.

I'm most grateful, Mr. Governor.

These murders are a wasp's nest.

The less we shake it up, the better.

Are you fast asleep?

- Where am I?

- Take it easy.

It's OK.

You smell nice and fresh.

Can I make love to you?

Let me make love to you,

then I'll let you go.

By the Virgin, I swear I'll let you go.

I just want to make love to you.

- I was told you could help me here.

- Yes, come in.

I'm scared to go to the cops. They get

your information and you never know.

- When did you expect her?

- Around noon.

But she's never late, she always calls.

Sara will be here soon.

Check this out.

One more, one more.

I fold.

- How'd it go, Oaxaca?

- Fine.

So you gonna share your girlfriend?

- Don't be selfish, Oaxaca.

- We're gonna share her, right?

- Wait, that wasn't the plan...

- Was there a plan, guys?

- No, none.

- Zero plan, Oaxaca.

- Where does he live?

- In a school bus.

It's past Lomas de Poleo,

but I don't know where.

There aren't many abandoned

buses over there.

I never went to check it out.

I should have gone. I'm supposed

to take care of her.

Do you have a photo of her?

It's the only one I have.

They took it at the factory.

Look!

Get a good look. Go for it!

She's great, eh?

Right this way, Oaxaca my man,

come on...

Hang on, here.

Take it out.

Come on.

Look, look.

Now, you know, you gotta do her.

No choice, bro', got it?

Easy motherf***er, easy now...

Do it, do it!

C'mon, do it, motherf***er!

Put it all the way on, sh*t.

Sir, a couple of questions...

- Are you changing the police force?

- We're starting an investigation,

and steps will be taken by the book.

What's that in plain Spanish?

Ask me about the economy.

I'm here to talk to investors.

When will the killing stop?

The media focus on these murders...

- is ruining tourism in Jurez.

- What tourism?

It's unfair that whenever

you talk about Jurez,

people ask themselves:

Jurez? The dead women?

And you reporters don't stress that

there's a lot of good things going on.

What about the term "femicide"?

They should use that term

around the world,

not just in Jurez.

Just cross the border.

On the road to Houston. They've got

their murdered women, too.

That's your response...?

Let's welcome the Governor

of the State of Chihuahua.

- Mr. lvarez...

- How are you, Governor?

- Welcome, Sir!

- Thanks very much.

- That's him?

- Yes.

Go!

Where's your girlfriend?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

Where is she?

- They kidnapped both of us.

- I don't believe you. Where is she?

The next one goes in your head.

Where is she?

- Answer me!

- I don't know.

It can't be!

My heart bleeds for you.

The Chief wants a word.

Always too little, too late.

The Governor wants to know

your relationship to Peralta.

What for? So he knows whether to

take my badge or charge me?

I don't know what they're

going to decide.

- Peralta is my best friend.

- Well now.

And if I'm charged with anything,

or my badge is taken,

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