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INSPIRED BY TRUE STORIES

I've never been more afraid than the day you were born.

It wasn't because of the labor.

Instead, I was afraid when I held you for the first time.

You didn't have a name yet.

You didn't have any memories.

You had never had a fever.

You had never felt alone or sad.

Nobody had ever hurt you.

None of your loved ones had passed away.

All of that was going to happen to you. It was unavoidable.

That's life.

Nevertheless, I hugged you and I promised to always take care of you.

To always do everything I could to make sure you were okay.

So nothing would ever happen to you.

Later, I realized that my promise…

was impossible to keep.

This is all we needed.

Now it's certain.

There's no way we'll lose the appeal.

We're going to send Carlos Huerta to prison.

THE TRIAL

I realized that finding someone willing to help is very difficult.

-Yes. -So thank you.

I mean it.

I promise we'll do everything we can so your names don't appear in the appeal.

I don't want you to get dragged into the media circus.

There's no need to promise anything, Miguel.

If we lived in a different country, you wouldn't need to be here thanking us.

Right.

I hope it goes well.

-We're here if you need anything. -Thanks.

-Thank you. -Take care, kid.

-You too. -Thanks.

I'll walk you to the door.

Sweetie.

Can you give me a moment?

-Andrea… -I'll be right back.

Should I go with you?

No, thanks.

I don't believe anything he says.

-All right. -Plus, there's something else…

Carlos!

Wait up.

Are you sure?

What's up? What's with the mystery?

What's wrong?

I have the video from the cellar.

From the day of my party.

In fact, I've had it for months, but I didn't want to give it to Andrea.

And what's in the video?

Dude…

"Dude" what?

Enough, man.

Carlos, I watched the video.

I saw you and Sebastián go to the cellar and lock the door.

Things didn't happen the way you told me. You forced yourself on her.

I told you it got out of control.

What do you want me to do? Go and apologize to her?

No, I don't want you to do anything.

I just wanted to tell you that Andrea has the video.

What the hell are you telling me?

What I said. Andrea has the video and I gave it to her.

I don't get it. Are you that stupid girl's friend or mine?

-It's not about that. -Then what's it about, asshole?

Here.

This is what I gave her.

What's wrong? What happened?

What? No, nothing. That guy and his issues… Yeah.

I don't have good news.

Her lawyer contacted me.

I watched the video.

Carlos is in it.

And it's not consensual.

Evidence like this is…

irrefutable.

I'm sorry.

Juan Manuel,

I pay you to make sure that nothing is irrefutable.

Raúl,

there's nothing we can do.

It's over.

What do you mean we can't win the appeal?

Not if that video contains what Juan Manuel says it does.

I don't know what's in it, but I didn't do anything.

Look…

Maybe I was a bit too pushy, too persistent, but that's it.

It's not what Juan Manuel said.

-Juan Manuel's an asshole. -No, he's your lawyer!

And he knows what he's doing.

Let's get a different lawyer.

We only have a chance if her lawyer doesn't submit the video as evidence,

but that won't happen.

Charlie.

There must be something you can do.

Please.

Raúl.

I guess you're here to talk about the video.

-I'll get dressed and we'll talk outside. -No.

Don't worry. I won't take up much of your time.

Listen carefully.

I just talked to my lawyer.

The moment the Portillos submit that video as evidence,

we'll press charges against Gerardo.

What are you talking about?

Listen, your son made copies of the cellar footage.

He gave one to Carlos and another one to the Portillos.

That's considered distribution of child pornography.

The girl was 17 years old. It's a crime. And hiding the video is also a crime.

If my son didn't give that video to Andrea sooner,

it was precisely to protect your son.

And I'll always be thankful for that.

But the law is the law.

You son of a bitch.

And you came to me now, when I can't do anything.

Emilio, getting angry now won't help you at all.

I'm here because I have to look after my son.

If you want to do the same for your son, you'd better move fast,

so the Portillos don't present that video as evidence.

As I said, I talked to my lawyer.

Raúl will send Gerardo to prison.

It's a fact.

I know it's asking a lot,

but I don't see any other option.

Please understand.

Why don't you defend your son before a judge and let the court decide?

Sure.

Like they did with Carlos, right?

Give us a few days to think about it.

I promise we won't use the video without speaking to you first.

I would appreciate that.

-We'll keep in touch. -Yes.

-This way. -Excuse me.

Of course.

You promised him we won't do anything?

Look, that video is the only chance we have to win the appeal.

And you want to think it over?

Think about what could happen to Gerardo.

Please understand. He's the only one who's helped.

Oh, please! Gerardo comes from a wealthy family.

What's your point?

Rich people always find a way to avoid repercussions.

Even if he doesn't go to prison.

How will he find a job if he's accused of something like that?

People like him don't need to find a job, Miguel.

-His dad will give him a job. -No.

Gerardo is not like Carlos Huerta.

My dad's right.

He's my friend.

Is he?

Then why did it take him months to give you the evidence you needed?

We have to show that video.

No matter what.

What's the matter? Why's the TV on if you're not watching it?

I don't know. I like hearing voices in the background.

Well, then, let's talk.

I missed coming home and seeing you here.

This isn't a reconciliation.

I won't forgive you for what you did with that woman.

Verónica's just my friend.

Whatever. If I see her, I'll kill her.

Come on.

Get into bed, come on.

I've been thinking a lot about the stuff we used to do when I was little.

After Mom died.

Like what?

I don't know.

Like the bedtime stories you used to tell me.

Going to the movies.

How much I hated it when you used to take me to the pool.

-I was too stubborn. -Just a little.

The thing is, you were afraid of the water,

so the only way to make you get over it was to make you swim and swim.

And now you love going to the pool.

I don't know if I like it.

I honestly don't know what I like anymore.

Go to sleep.

Good afternoon, boss. You called?

I want you to call the vet.

Ask for Ignacio's test results.

Let me know when you have them.

Of course.

-Hello? -Bad news.

Juan Manuel, give me a second.

Tell me.

Judge Escalante called me ten minutes ago.

Miguel will submit the video as evidence in the appeal.

Did you remind him about Gerardo?

He didn't care.

They're issuing an arrest warrant against Carlos and Sebastián today.

What do you mean he doesn't care if Gerardo goes to jail?

-Why don't you talk to Portillo? -Portillo…

You clearly haven't been in the conversations he and I have had.

Then talk to the girl.

That girl hates us, Mariana!

I don't know.

Maybe this is what needs to happen.

What?

What do you mean "what needs to happen"?

If Carlos made a mistake, well, it's done, all right.

-It's done! -No. It wasn't a mistake, damn it!

I get it.

Now it turns out that you have a guilty conscience.

You…

You, who's been making deals with the government under the table for years.

Everything I do, everything I've ever done,

has been for you two.

-What good is it without Carlos? -What else do you want me to do?

Whatever you have to do so nothing happens to him.

Or, I don't know…

Maybe you don't care.

I mean, when you care about something, you take care of it.

And you do it like that.

It might look easy to you, but things aren't that simple anymore.

No…

No, of course they're simple.

The thing is you're scared.

-Scared of what? -Of that guy.

You're scared of Portillo.

He's a taxi driver.

And look how he gets to you.

My dad would've solved this in two seconds.

Your dad…

You mean the man who begged me to buy his company?

You may have bought whatever, but, at the end of the day,

my dad was right.

He said you weren't capable of looking after us.

Name one thing,

just one thing that I've failed you at.

Your son is about to end up in prison.

One thing.

What's happening?

-Are you there? -Yes. We just got here.

-I'll call you later. -Can I stay on the line?

Patience. When they arrest him, I'll call you.

Okay, bye.

They're about to arrest him.

We have to wait.

Yes.

He's not here. Keep looking!

-There's no one here. -Check downstairs. Quickly!

Quickly!

She was in her room.

Where are they?

-Where are they? -Who?

The Huertas! Where are they?

I don't know.

Tell us or you'll go to jail.

They told me not to talk.

What happened with Gerardo?

Did the Huertas report him?

Don't worry about that now, please.

No, I need to know.

Did they report him?

Yes.

-Hello? -We know where they are.

They bought two bus tickets under their maid's name.

For Carlos and who else?

Sebastián. They're going to the border. Huerta's wife has family in Texas.

All the way to Texas on a bus?

It's the last place we'd look for people like them.

It's not fair, Dad. What did I do?

Why don't you take me?

-And the Huertas? -They're coming. Get in.

-It's Sebastián. -Don't answer.

Where are we going?

Dad, where are we going?

You must get on the bus, with or without them.

Get on the bus, please.

-Hello? -We're about to arrest Sebastián.

-And Carlos? -The Huertas aren't at the terminal.

We have an arrest warrant against your son.

I understand, but…

Stay calm, everyone.

No! You don't know who I am!

What's the point of arresting only Sebastián?

Relax, we're still looking for Carlos.

He won't be able to leave the country.

We already notified all airlines.

It's the company's plane, okay? Don't think it's mine.

Son of a bitch!

He used Sebastián as a distraction.

I don't understand.

He wanted Isabel to go to the bus terminal.

That's why he left his maid in his house. To make Isabel go there.

Where are you going?

-To find them. -Wait. I'm going with you.

Stay here, okay?

Dad!

Get out.

What? Here?

Aren't you taking me? Won't you say goodbye?

Won't you say anything?

What do you want me to say, Carlos?

I don't know, anything.

That you're sad. That you don't want me to leave.

-Or that you wished this hadn't happened… -I watched the video of the cellar.

Son.

So at least act like a man and get out of the car.

Get out!

-No! No, Dad! -Get out!

-No! -Get out!

Be a man, damn it!

He's my son, Miguel.

You would've done the same.

It turns out an old classmate from high school

works at the National Intelligence Center and he gave me this contact at Interpol.

He's not very high up in the organization, but…

it's something.

Would you like to tell Isabel or should I?

No, I'll go and tell her today.

I've been thinking about everything that happened these last months.

Anyway…

I feel terrible for not telling you the truth about my meeting with Huerta.

Or about Verónica.

For not being there sooner the day of the party.

Please, forgive me.

She's not ready yet, but you can try.

-Thank you. -Okay, I'll check with…

What are you doing here?

All right, I'll give you a moment so you two can speak.

I have nothing to say to you.

But I do.

I'll be right back.

First of all, I'd like you to know

that not a day goes by that I don't think about the pain I caused your mother.

What I don't regret is that I had the chance to help you, Andrea.

I'll always be proud of that.

I just want you to open your eyes.

You have to realize that, at some point,

maybe today, tomorrow, or in a year, your dad has to stop.

Your dad has to stop, Andrea.

For everyone's sake.

Look at what happened to Gerardo.

Do you think he deserves to be in jail?

Do you?

Trust me, nothing will bring your father peace of mind.

This will ruin your lives.

I admire you so much. You've been so brave.

But, unless you do something, you'll lose your dad forever.

They're not closed. They take a break at noon. That's it.

Remember, it's Europe.

Charlie, are you serious?

You can't be living on sandwiches, honey.

Doesn't anyone cook for you in that house?

Tell your aunt to make you some proper food.

Right?

Your dad's here.

Do you want to talk to him?

He's busy. Hey…

Listen, at least something more gourmet…

Sure you don't want me to go with you?

No, thank you.

Andrea Portillo.

Did you request to see Mr. Gerardo Hernández?

Your signature, time, and date.

Don't you remember me?

No.

Time and date, please.

And sign here.

Wait for him at that empty table over there.

I tried to get inside that church.

You know, the one we used to go to as kids.

But it was closed.

I know you must feel hopeless, but you didn't do anything.

You won't stay in jail.

You'll get out and it'll be as if nothing happened.

No one will remember this. You'll see.

You must think I'm the worst person in the entire world.

You were the only person who helped me.

The only person from school.

And now…

But it wasn't me, Gerry.

It was Carlos. It was his dad.

He didn't want us to use the video as evidence and they couldn't…

We had no choice.

It was either that or let Carlos walk free.

Without that video, there was nothing we could do.

Put yourself in my place, Gerry. Please.

Andrea…

I don't want to see you ever again.

You're a good boy.

Good boy.

-There. -Easy, boy.

Easy.

-We'll start the procedure, Mr. Huerta. -Easy.

-Relax, old boy. -I'll insert the catheter.

The prick might bother him a little.

-There you go. -That's it. Easy.

Easy, buddy.

We'll give him a sedative first.

Everything will be okay.

Easy there.

Relax.

I'll give him the last injection, Mr. Huerta.

Everything will be okay.

That's it.

That's it.

It's okay.

It's done.

It's over. That's it.

That's it.

I'm very sorry, Mr. Huerta.

Thank you.

I'm ready. Maca's on her way to pick me up.

Here's the name of the hotel.

-It's near the beach. -Okay.

I got the job at the pool.

That's good.

I'll be teaching kids from three to five years old.

Well, as long as you're happy…

It's not that bad while I decide what I want to study.

I'm seeing the Interpol guy on Monday.

We haven't talked much, but…

I'm sure he can help us with that file we need to get.

We'll see.

Payment due…

I don't know if you're aware,

but every time I try to talk to you about universities, work…

you interrupt me to talk about Carlos Huerta.

I thought you wanted to talk about your case.

No, to be honest, I don't know anymore.

I want to ask you something, okay?

Let's say we get that file.

And they bring Carlos here.

Would it give you peace of mind?

Yes. Of course it would.

What if he gets one year in prison instead of ten?

Or five instead of 20?

I went to see Gerardo and it was…

It was awful, Dad.

I swear, I left that place and didn't know what to do.

So I went and sat at a coffee shop.

There was a waitress there about my age.

She looked happy, Dad.

Smiling, chatting with customers.

I stayed there watching her for about half an hour. I swear.

And I hated her.

I really hated her.

I hated her fucking smile.

I hated that she liked her job. While I was at the PPO, she was there.

Being normal.

That's what I want.

I want to be like that. I want to be okay.

I want us to be able to talk about anything.

But we can't because we're still stuck with this.

What do you want me to do?

To forget what that bastard did to you?

No, of course not.

Doesn't it bother you that the Huertas are just living their lives?

-Of course it does. -So?

Why don't you want to keep fighting?

Look what it does to us whenever we talk about them.

Please, I need to think about other things.

Please.

Thank you for looking after me.

That's what I live for, sweetie.

See you in a few days.

NO TRACE OF THE YOUNG FUGITIVE FROM JUSTICE IN EUROPE

EVIDENCE REPORT #298

Though we haven't spoken in many years,

I know that someday you'll realize

that everything I've done and everything I continue to do

is for you.

In Mexico: help is available for victims of sexual violence:

Rnr - call 52-800-822-4460 or 55-5243-6432

Assistance to women victims of violence call 800-10-84-053