Pepa: Hello. I'm the mother of the notorious Crossroads Killer. When my son comes home after one of his famous crimes, his clothes are just filthy. [Pepa holds up a bloody shirt. The police arrive] Policía I: Where are the clothes your son wore... Policía II: At the time of the murder? [Pepa takes a clean shirt out of the dryer] Pepa: Right here. Sparkling clean. Policía I: No trace of blood. Policía II: Or guts. Policía I: Unbelievable! [Pepa holds up a box of detergent] Pepa: Ecce Homo. It's unbelievable.|