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although to be honest,

every time the telephone rings

something inside me keeps hoping

it might be him.

Right.

At least I don't cry

as much anymore

and I'm able to speak about it.

Yeah.

Thanks for seeing us,

even though we came unannounced.

Thank you both for coming.

I hope I don't have to wait so long

to see you next time.

She's lovely isn't she?

She seems to be coping very well.

Yeah.

She was always the coolest mum,

and all this happened ages ago.

I think we were right

not to tell her anything.

I agree.

Why build her hopes up?

It's not as if we're going

to find him...

At the most we might find out what

happened to him or something but...

What do you think we should do now?

Tomorrow I'll try the agency

to see if I can find out

who the previous owner is.

If that person took those photos,

they'll know about the organs

and the fridges

and if the initials "I.E.C."

Belong to Ivan.

Were you two close friends?

Yeah,

he was my best friend.

When he disappeared we talked

about him for months at school,

telling stories...

He became a kind of urban legend.

His mum called you "Guille"

just then.

Yeah.

In her eyes I'm still

her 11 year-old boy's little friend.

And she called you "my girlfriend".

- Hello.

- Hello.

How may I help you?

Well, my parents bought a house

from this agency a long time ago

and they need to contact

the previous owners.

I need their contact details.

It's on Legorreta Street...

You're the guy from

the swimwear ads, aren't you?

Yeah.

My parents live near

the Arcco shopping centre

and there's a giant poster of you

and a blonde girl.

- I see it every time I pass by.

- That's great.

I always think they'll take it down

since it's autumn,

but no, there you are,

still dressed in swimming trunks.

That's great... funny...

Anyway, the house is on

Legorreta Street, number 17...

I'm sorry, but that information

is confidential.

This agency acts as an intermediary

because many clients

want to protect their identity.

So I'm sorry, but I can't give you

that information.

- But no-one would find out.

- My conscience won't let me.

What if I speak to the company

and I tell them to send you

a few bikinis like the one

the girl in the photo is wearing?

Hey,

don't try to buy me off

with a bikini

as if I was some kind of prostitute.

I'm only doing my job.

Have a good day.

I'm sorry.

La Asuncion School, can I help you?

Yes, hello.

I have a quick question.

Do you publish yearbooks

with photos of the pupils?

Yes, we do, Not as far back as 1882,

the year the school was founded,

but we have all the yearbooks

from the 1950s onwards,

- It's a beautiful school...

- Yes, it's beautiful.

And it's quite old, isn't it?

Are your hands clean?

Yes.

Here they are.

Be careful with them, OK?

Don't worry.

Alberto Ibarguren.

They moved to a house

in the suburbs,

to a really posh area,

so the dad must have started

to make serious money.

For all we know he made money

with his job, We don't know,

I'll pick you up

and we can see the house.

I can't, We presented our project

and they gave us marks,

Now we're meeting again

to decide how to move forward,

OK.

- Send me a message later,

- OK. Bye.

Why weren't you in class?

Ruso, what are you doing tonight?

If you see the guy coming,

send me a message.

If anyone comes out,

send me a message.

If any lights turn on,

send me a message.

Whatever you see,

send me a message. Got it?

No, tell me again.

I didn't get it the first 16 times.

OK, I'm on edge, that's all.

That's fine, but don't make me

nervous as well.

Did you just bless yourself?

Yeah, so what? I'm a Christian.

Jesus, I didn't know that.

Well, I don't go to mass

every Sunday but...

We went to a priest-run school,

don't you remember?

That explains it.

Why do you think I have a picture

of a cross on my surfboard?

Do you pray at night and everything?

When I come out, we can talk

about God or whatever you want,

- but I have to head inside now, OK?

- OK, OK.

- Guille.

- What?

May God be with you.

WHAT'S UP? I'M BORED.

SHALL I COME IN?

LIGHT ON THE FIRST FLOOR!

Alberto?

Alberto, is that you?

Why do you want a key

if you don't know what it opens?

I don't know, but it's obviously

from a hospital

and this guy is a big hitter.

And this must be his office.

What is he, a playmobil toy?

Man, that key is tiny.

Beats me. It's a hospital key.

F*** man, you're being

a pain in the ass today...

What are you going to do now?

- I'll see what this opens tomorrow.

- What?

You're off your head.

Do you really believe Ivan

disappeared just like that?

That he got lost,

like they told us?

No.

I think those people kidnapped him

to sell his organs.

You don't think

it's a big coincidence

you found a photo of Ivan

at your parents' house?

Well...

This city isn't all that big.

There aren't that many people.

People cross paths.

And maybe someone wanted me

to find this film roll.

Are you saying that someone?

Someone?

You said it, not me.

Jean Cristophe...

Jean Cristophe...

Again...

Jean Cristophe again.

You have reached

Hospital Del Carmen,

Dr, Ibarguran's office is open

Tuesday to Thursday from 10 to 1

and from 3 to 6 P, M,

To schedule an appointment

please call the switchboard

or dial 17 after this recording,

Dr. Ibarguren, can you please

sign this report for me?

What are you doing here?

I was looking for a bathroom

and I got lost.

If you want a bathroom,

turn round

- and go in the other way.

- Thanks.

Good work, man.

We still have no evidence.

That cop wouldn't even listen

to a simple theory,

he won't listen to us now.

And I broke into a house.

We have to find out

who Jean Cristophe is

and what the names mean.

If you'd taken more photos

we'd have more to go on.

I know but I couldn't.

It was blank anyway.

Just his name and a date,

always next to the same hotel.

I need my computer.

This connection is too slow.

You'll have it soon,

but first we have to make a stop.

She looks like she's having fun

with him.

Give it a rest.

Come on.

Dani!

- What a surprise!

- I'm off.

See you tomorrow.

How's it going?

- Good, you?

- Good.

Look who I brought.

You must be Mario.

I'm Daniela.

Pleased to meet you.

Likewise.

So much has happened.

Do you have a minute?

No way, bro.

First ask her a specific question:

"How are you? How was class?"

Then something more general:

"How are you feeling?"

Then you can tell her everything.

You can't just dump it all on her

straight away.

Hey, I like you, Mario.

Where do you get this stuff?

From chatting with girls online.

Since it's "important,"

we'll forgive him this time.

Fine, but don't play it off.

I know everything.

Let's go to my house, talk it over

and figure out what to do next.

- OK.

- Let's go.

So they're meeting Jean Cristophe

at the Hotel Maria Cristina.

Exactly.

There were patient medical records,

reports and analyses in the drawer.

I'm convinced the initials

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