KM 31: Kilometro 31 Page #2

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I cant take it anymore.

My dad died in an accident.

An accident...

on hisjob.

In a construction site.

And my mom...

She was sick.

She was a schizophrenic.

She never remembered the

pills she had to take...

...and dad always told Agata

to remind her.

He always trusted her more.

I don't know why.

I got jealous.

I gave mom the bottle of pills.

It was my fault she took

too many pills.

She drowned.

Me and Agata got her out.

We tried to revive her.

We were seven!

Sorry, I didn't know.

I'm all right.

Don't tell Omar.

Omar, wouldn't you rather let Nuo

drive? You haven't slept.

What's the matter with you two?

- Nothing.

- Nothing.

We're close.

I know.

Around Km 30, ease off a bit.

I said I know.

I speak the same language.

It's just a suggestion, Nuo.

Suggestion.

Go to hell.

- Why are you doing that?

- Lighten up, man, okay?

Don't talk to me like that.

Don't start with your bullshit,

like back there.

What are you talking about?

What is it with you two?

Sorry, this fog makes me nervous.

Little Spaniard gets nervous.

What?

I said, little Spaniard

gets nervous.

I heard you.

Settle down, all right?

Nuo, watch out!

Hello? Yes, ma'am,

it's an emergency.

A dead person in the

Desierto de los Leones.

Yes. Who? What?

Hello?

Hello?

Yes. Omar... Omar Cantu.

Who's there?

Who's there?

- I'm okay.

- What's the matter with you?

I'm talking to you.

What's the matter?

I saw the kid, Omar.

He's there, I swear.

- Nuo.

- Hey. I'll go.

It's okay.

You'll be free by the morning.

It's not my fault.

Nuo, calm down.

Calm down,

you're not under arrest.

I'll be right over.

We'll straighten out this mess

downtown.

- Yes, but take your hands off me.

- Calm down, Nuo!

Come with me.

You'll be tested there.

Are you going to tell me

what happened?

I heard... a woman

on the street.

Last night, too.

I thought she was Agata.

Then she was screaming and crying

in a manhole.

Inside the sewer system.

- What are those pills for?

- Why do you want to know?

They're doing something

to you.

No, it's the other way around.

- Are they prescription?

- Who cares?

I won't take them anymore

if it makes you happy.

I'd be happy if you didn't go back

to that house and that highway.

Sorry.

I need to talk to you.

What about?

What's wrong with you?

It's that...

...I can't get it out of my head.

Her voice asking for help.

When she called,

I heard it all.

The sound of the horn...

...the screeching tires,

the impact...

We argued that night.

It was probably...

It wasn't your fault.

I told her I wasn't sure

about loving her.

I felt she was putting

pressure on me.

Remember when I started

dating her?

I went to your house,

apologized to you...

...I begged for ten minutes.

And you... didn't say a word.

You just played along.

I could never tell her

the same things I told you.

I could never tell her

that I love her.

That I need her,

that I do love her.

She knows, Omar.

She knows.

I'm sure

because I also know.

And you'll tell her so

when she wakes up.

You're identical.

Sometimes...

I'd like to imagine you're her.

Nuo was right.

We can get confused.

Look.

Nuo and I don't get along.

But that guy has

a great heart.

And he loves you.

Garcia Castro, Maria Concepcion.

She had ID on her.

Here's the forensic report

and I spoke to the doctor.

She's been dead for

about 23 hours.

She died almost one day ago.

The guy didn't kill her.

He went by there six or seven

hours ago.

He hit a dead woman.

Poor boy.

He was worried sick.

Let the "poor boy" go then.

Did you denounce me?

I knew it.

What are you doing here?

"An accident on Km 31 of the

Desierto de los Leones highway. "

Again? Didn't I tell you

to stay away from there?

How's your friend?

Still in a coma.

Oh, man!

- Remember what I told you up there?

- Yeah.

We're looking for that kid.

I've been looking for him

for three years.

There have been accidents.

Mostly, with young women.

They call in scared, badly hurt...

Sometimes they're reported dead.

They try to keep it under tabs.

They call us inept... you know.

That's why I keep

a low profile on this.

Well, that...

...and because it's hard to believe.

Why are there so many accidents

up there?

Do you believe in ghosts?

Ghosts?

That is absurd.

I can only offer you proof.

You draw your own conclusions.

You wanna know or not?

Sign here, please.

I need a... pen.

Here you go.

- Catalina?

- Nuo, how are you?

Better. They're about

to release me.

It appears that

I didn't kill her.

She'd been dead

for many hours.

But she was on her feet.

We saw her!

Yes, I know.

I can't get it out of my

mind either.

I have to find out

what's hoing on there.

What do you want to do?

Let's go to that place.

The kid could live over there.

Catalina, I don't think

we should go...

Make somethinh up,

het Omar to lend you his car...

...but don't tell him

where we're hoing.

Catalina, do you remember the sign?

Which one?

Back there.

- The dry firewood one?

- Yeah.

You think "El Encanto"

could be a village?

Don't know. Why?

Because it's that way.

Let's go.

What now?

Do we knock?

Come in, child.

I was expecting you.

Who is it?

Omar.

Omar Cantu.

Hello.

Come in.

How're you, officer?

Martin. Or Ugalde,

have it your way.

Ugalde.

My beloved pets.

You like fish?

You're right.

Let's cut to the chase.

Come in.

You've met my pets.

Now I'll introduce you

to my obsession

SUPER CRASH:

MORE WOMEN IN CRASHES

PHANTOM GIRL:

Coffee?

Why did you say

you were waiting for me?

I know who you are.

I know you have many questions.

I also know why you

came here.

Your answers are in a tragedy

that happened long ago.

It has to do with you

and your sister.

My sister?

I already told you: Your being here

is not a coincidence.

Those are the only cases

I could salvage prior to 2001.

But when I began investigating...

...twenty-five cases.

But... you spoke of a tragedy.

This happened many,

many years ago.

During the colonization,

in a village close to Mexico City.

In that village lived

a very beautiful young woman.

...a Spaniard soldier

deceived her...

...by using her to have the children

his wife couldn't give him.

When she realised,

she became crazy...

...and threw herself and

her baby to the river...

...along with her, to die.

Since then, the souls of the women

and the children...

...are condemned to

deambulate around rivers.

Mostly, the children encounter

young women.

The mother's hrief is

heard like a howl...

...crying out for her dead children.

Some live to tell.

Others don't.

If this were true, there'd be...

There'd be ghosts

all over the place.

Perhaps not all over

the place, but...

...take a look at this.

I heard that woman.

- Where?

- On Rio Mixcoac Ave.

Screaming, grieving just

like you said.

Did you see the baby as well?

Do you have anything else

on the woman on Mixcoac?

Yes, plenty of cases.

"February 19, 1999,

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