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CRIMES OF PASSION

CORRECTIONAL FACILITY

You have a visitor, Arturo.

Another reporter.

I thought you were all bored with my story.

How are you, Arturo?

My name is Guillermo Cabrera

and I'm a reporter for El Vocero magazine.

Isn't that a magazine about politics?

Yes, current affairs in general.

I want to do a different interview

where you give your version of the story.

My version

is very simple.

I'm guilty, aren't I, Jose?

I said it a hundred times at the trial.

So you don't regret anything?

Yes, I regret

not having killed her.

In the end, she committed the crime and took the money.

I'd sure like to see her again.

I assume you're talking about Rebeca Solis.

Would you care to give me the details

of how and when you met for the first time?

Make yourself comfortable.

I think I met her a couple of times at the hotel where I was staying.

She was living there.

I think it was one afternoon in August,

it was terribly hot.

I was returning from seeing some clients.

I sold them insurance policies.

I wanted to get to my room and spend some time

with my usual companion.

There she was,

the longest legs I've ever seen in my life.

They were as hard

as stainless steel.

How's it going, Rosendo?

What's up, Arturo?

Any messages?

Yes, you received this.

And a man was asking about you.

What for? Did he leave a name or a message?

No, he said he preferred to tell you in person

and he would come back later.

Arturo Bolano?

At your service.

Would you like to buy a...

If I see you near my wife again

I'll kill you.

Are you all right?

He broke my nose.

Who was that man's wife?

I don't know, and I don't care.

Arturo, you'll never change.

One day you'll have a fling with the wrong woman.

Thanks for the advice.

Hello, gorgeous.

Sorry I'm late, but I had a busy afternoon.

What happened to your nose?

I think we should leave this for tomorrow.

Okay?

Since when do you need your nose

to give me pleasure?

I'm not up to it.

My body aches, my nose hurts,

everything hurts.

I'm so sorry.

Are you going to leave me all excited,

burning up and wanting to eat you?

Come back tomorrow.

Did you understand? Go.

Let go!

If you want me to leave, at least pay me for the visit.

''Pay me for the visit.'' But we didn't do anything.

Fine. I'm going to call Carlos.

Actually, he's out there waiting for me to call for help.

Who's Carlos?

What do you mean?

He's my manager.

No, hang up.

I'll call you later.

This policy is interesting.

Besides all standard benefits of any insurance policy,

such as the death of the policy holder,

which we don't want to happen,

the premium...

The premium...

The insurance premium

will benefit whoever you have included in the policy.

Obviously, the company will pay a double indemnity.

Cheers.

You just made the best investment of your lives.

Or your deaths.

Black humor.

Please.

Thank you.

You didn't need to bother.

It was no bother at all.

It's an extra service of the hotel.

It sure is hot.

I'm craving a beer. A very cold one.

Can I offer you one?

I don't usually drink this early,

and much less with strangers.

Strangers?

We'll fix that right now.

Arturo Bolano, insurance agent.

Rebeca Solis.

I don't have a car, a house, or any dying relatives.

That is not a problem. You could insure

your legs.

It's very common nowadays.

I could give you a very good price

and even compensation.

Next week, when my husband arrives,

I'll tell him about your offer.

I would recommend insuring

your nose.

And so?

Of course I know her.

She's Rebeca Solis, the hotel owner's wife.

She arrived a week ago. She'll be staying for the whole month.

Isn't the owner an old man?

He's over 60.

They just got married.

He met her in Europe.

It's the second time I've seen her here.

I wish I had the money to keep such beautiful company.

Want some advice?

Stay away from her.

Horacio is known to be very jealous and violent.

With all his money, he won't just break your nose.

Rosendo, don't you get sick of all that trash TV?

I like seeing their faces

when they find out their wives have cheated on them.

That is one of the last things

I'd want to find out.

Listen,

do you happen to know where Mrs. Solis is?

Is she in her room?

What's going on?

Who do you think I am?

I can't give you that information.

It's a business matter.

Of course.

Did you give me my key?

Yes.

I don't think I saw it.

Rosendo,

it was a pleasure to see you.

Are you sure you don't know where Mrs. Solis is?

What time is it?

Time for a drink.

A beer, please, with a twist of lime.

It would be absurd for me to offer to buy you a drink.

You practically own all the liquor in this bar.

What else have they told you about me?

They told me you're a very beautiful woman.

They told me your husband is 30 years older than you.

And that there's a Jacuzzi in your room,

the only Jacuzzi in the hotel.

Is there a way to find out?

Yes.

I'm brazen,

I drink,

and I'm in love.

I hope you aren't in love with another married woman.

I won't discriminate against them,

as long as they can keep a secret.

Tell me one thing, Mrs. Solis.

Can you keep a secret?

The policy sold to your husband,

the one that covers the hotel,

is a rip-off.

Don't ask me how I heard, because that's the secret.

It was highway robbery.

Thank you. For a moment I thought you were flirting with me,

not trying to sell some insurance policy.

Are you going to eat the cherry?

I love cherries.

I really like them. You have a beautiful ring.

I wasn't trying to sell an insurance policy,

and I wasn't flirting with you.

I was actually doing both.

If you want to talk about the insurance policy,

I'll be waiting in my suite.

And be discreet. I have a reputation.

Tell me about the insurance policy.

Do you know when my husband's policy expires, Mr. Bolano?

Yes, within a month.

That's what I wanted to talk about.

Will you help me convince him?

I can reward you.

And please call me Arturo.

How could you reward me?

I could give you a commission.

Arturo, I don't need the money.

Of course not.

Then, I don't know...

I could...

A woman who seems to have everything

might need

someone to keep her company,

a friend.

A woman as beautiful as you,

always alone, your husband travelling so much...

When Horacio comes back from a trip, he usually brings me a present,

and that makes up for my loneliness.

Is that anklet a present, too?

Do you like it?

Very much.

Can I see it

more closely? I...

Yes, it's very beautiful, especially

on such a shapely leg.

Sometimes it feels more like a slave's shackles.

Shackles? No.

You, a slave?

In the 21st century?

There's something I have to confess.

I'm a feminist.

Yes.

I have the theory that nowadays,

women like you should be free,

free to do as they please.

You know what?

I think you should go back to your room.

Rebeca, let's stop playing games.

You didn't invite me to this room to discuss an insurance policy, right?

No.

I invited you to discuss an insurance policy.

Of course.

Rebeca,

we're alone.

There's nothing to fear.

You know

that I do have something to fear.

Mrs. Solis, your breakfast is here.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Coming!

Good morning, Madam. Your breakfast.

No, no.

I'll eat here today.

Aren't you going to have breakfast in bed, as usual?

Should I leave it there, Madam?

Yes, thank you.

Do you need anything else?

No, you can leave now, thank you.

If you'll excuse me, Madam.

I wish you could stay with me the whole day.

Me too,

but as my mom says,

business first,

and then pleasure.

How about we mix business with pleasure?

That sounds interesting.

How would that go?

I could

make a deal with you.

You make love to me all day...

And?

And I promise to buy as many policies as you want.

I didn't want this to happen.

I tried to avoid it, but not hard enough.

I've been seeing you in the hotel for days,

in the lobby, in the restaurant, by the swimming pool,

and I wanted you

to make love to me in this bedroom, on this bed.

But I know this is a mistake

and I feel like from today my life is going to change completely.

Don't you think you're taking this a bit too seriously?

This is the first time

I've slept with a man who is not my husband.

You mean you were a virgin when you got married?

I met Horacio and became his lover

when I was 20.

Then his wife died and I married him.

Horacio was a good man,

kind,

loving,

and then he changed.

Why don't you divorce him?

Because I'm afraid of him!

When Horacio drinks, he gets very violent.

And sometimes I think

he could kill me.

What we're experiencing

reminds me a lot of a film I saw when I was a child.

Of course, back then I couldn't understand

how a woman could risk her freedom

for a man's love.

Everything is easier in the movies.

In real life

there's a risk, it's harder,

for instance there are certain boundaries

you can cross in the movies,

like if you wanted

your husband to disappear.

It's impossible in real life,

because life is so short that,

I don't know,

it's too beautiful to spend half of it in jail.

Yes, but right now I feel like a prisoner.

Get a lawyer and divorce him.

I don't know why I didn't think of it earlier.

If I manage to get a divorce

and keep part of my husband's money,

then you'll be with me.

No, Rebeca, that's not what I said.

I didn't say... Rebeca!

I didn't say that.

-You didn't? -Of course not.

For you,

for you...

My biggest mistake was

to sign a prenup.

I was so in love with Horacio at the time,

and I was naive.

Have you seen that will?

Yes.

The only beneficiary is Jenny,

his daughter.

I didn't know Horacio had a daughter.

So what?

Are you going to seduce her now?

What?

How can you say such a thing?

Don't be stupid. You're the only one for me.

Horacio will arrive tomorrow.

We can't see each other anymore.

Wait.

As soon as he arrives, I'll disappear.

But he travels a lot, so I could see you then, right?

You have to forget anything happened between us.

Rebeca...

Please, go.

I have to get changed.

Go.

Please.

Just what I was looking for,

a cherry.

Excuse me...

I called you all day,

and I don't understand why you wouldn't answer.

Well, well.

You must be the famous insurance agent.

Sure. Arturo Bolano, pleased to meet you.

Likewise.

My wife told me about the hotel's insurance policy.

Those bastards certainly ripped me off.

Some people are real bastards.

Would you join us for dinner?

I was just telling your wife

that I have an appointment.

Do you want to sell a policy or not?

Because this is your big chance.

Of course. I'll be glad to.

Pepe, is the table ready?

Will you join us, my love?

-You look prettier than ever tonight. -Thank you.

Mr. Solis, thank you very much for the dinner.

It was very kind of you.

What do you think about the insurance I offered you?

Did you like it?

Is there any insurance to take care of my wife?

Of course!

Life insurance.

Life insurance for my Rebequita.

Imagine that she dies, or something bad happens to her.

Then I would have a lot of money, but not my little pumpkin.

Of course.

By the way, are you married, Mr. Bolano?

No.

There's no particular reason,

I just haven't found my other half.

I wouldn't recommend it,

and I'm speaking from experience.

I've been married three times,

and there could be another one...

If you'll excuse me.

She doesn't like my jokes.

But I was joking, okay?

Of course.

All of a sudden I feel guilty

because I don't pay enough attention to Rebeca.

I'm a very busy man, I work a lot.

And that worries me, Mr. Bolano.

What exactly do you mean?

I don't know. I imagine that, feeling so alone,

another man might come along,

and in that case

I'd go out of my mind.

Since I've been with her

I've figured out why men go crazy for women like her.

She's the kind of person

capable of a crime of passion.

This wine is disgusting.

-I haven't tried it. -I think it is...

It's not disgusting, it's an abomination.

Hello?

Arturo.

It's Rebeca.

You finally called me!

Listen to me, please.

Horacio is here

and he's drinking a lot.

He's becoming very violent.

Did he hurt you?

Not today, thank God.

Could you come over, please?

With any excuse, never mind.

Just distract him.

I'm on my way.

Damn.

You again?

I forgot to ask you a few things

about the hotel.

All right, come in.

Would you like a drink?

Yes, thanks, rum on the rocks.

With a twist of lime.

I owe you the lime.

Mrs. Solis.

Finally! Come here.

The rabbit came out of its warren.

I wanted to see who was coming.

I was telling your husband

that I forgot to ask when the hotel was built.

Why don't you make yourself useful and go find

-Mr. Bolano's policy? -The policy.

Women.

I'm dead tired.

I spent the whole morning

with a bunch of idiots from the government.

All politicians are rats, there's no doubt about it.

Planning, laws.

But of course,

you give them money when they're campaigning

and they're all a bunch of assholes.

Did you find it?

-Yes, here it is. -Come on!

Here it is.

Come on, sit there.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

See if you have everything you need.

See if anything's missing.

All politicians are weasels,

but I'll show them what laws are.

He's trying to build a hotel on the coast.

That sounds interesting!

And they're making it difficult for him.

How are you?

Looking forward to him leaving this place at once...

I found what I needed.

I have an appointment, so I've got to go.

Come to my room.

I can't spend another day without seeing you.

Arturo, you sound like a soap opera actor.

I'm serious.

Horacio will leave tomorrow.

See you later?

Sleep well, Mrs. Solis.

Good night.

Good night.

I'll tell you what. I'm staying at a hotel near your place.

Why don't I come over right now and explain it to you in person?

I'll be there in no time. Ten minutes.

I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Of course.

Yes.

Absolutely, I know where you live.

I'm actually leaving for your place right now...

Mrs. Solis, what a surprise.

Mr. Suarez, you know what?

I just remembered

that I had a very important appointment, so...

I'll call you tomorrow for a visit.

So you have time to think about...

I'm sick of his tantrums and his drinking.

If he has a heart attack tomorrow, what will happen to me?

You should get him life insurance.

Do you think so?

If you want, I can convince him.

Horacio won't sign it.

He doesn't need to know it's life insurance.

You can hide it among other documents,

wait till he gets very drunk,

as usual,

and let him sign it.

What if something happens to him?

I could

get you an insurance policy that,

if he has an accident,

would pay you a double indemnity.

How much are we talking about?

At least

one million dollars.

Skin cancer can kill you.

Arturo Bolano, insurance agent.

How are you doing, Madam?

Mrs. Solis, I looked for you all over the hotel

to discuss the proposal for your husband.

My husband is already here, but he hasn't seen your proposal.

Very well.

Hello.

Hello.

This is Jenny, my husband's daughter.

Pleased to meet you. Arturo Bolano.

You don't look like your dad at all.

Your mother must have been a very attractive woman.

He's an insurance agent

and wants to propose something to your father.

How interesting.

Isn't it?

I'll go get my things

so we can talk.

Yes.

Are you staying at the hotel?

Yes, if you need anything I'm in room 243.

And are you alone?

Yes, I'm a sad and lonely man.

Me too.

Are you?

I just came back from Europe, and except for Rebeca

I don't know anyone in the hotel.

You're with the right person.

I know all the happening places.

Really?

Where?

May I?

Of course.

A disco, right?

Disco?

What?

Of course, nowadays you call them clubs.

You can go horseback riding during the day.

Horseback riding?

I love it,

but I'm scared to do it by myself.

If you want I can take you one day. I'm an expert rider.

Why don't we go now?

Now?

Do you have anything better to do?

Guess what, Rebeca?

Mr. Arturo is taking me horseback riding.

Jenny, I don't think you should go...

Rebeca, please! Don't start.

Are we going, Arturo?

Yes. Of course.

Bye.

Rebeca,

you scared me.

How did you get in?

Of course.

Rosendo.

What's going on?

My nose again.

Now you want to sleep with her?

What?

You're a bastard!

-Calm down. -You're a bastard!

Nothing happened with her.

-Pervert! I knew it! -Calm down!

Calm down!

-I'm an idiot! -Shut up! Calm down!

-Calm down! Otherwise I'll... -What?

Otherwise what? Come on! Hit me!

Hit me, you coward!

Hit me!

Hit me!

How would I hit you? You're crazy.

Nothing happened with Jenny.

No, you're not interested in her,

but in her money.

Because you know I have no right to my husband's money.

Let's make things clear.

I only was with her so that everyone would see me.

So they won't suspect anything about us. Do you understand?

Prove to me that I'm all you care about.

My dear,

of course you are!

How can I prove it?

How? Like this?

Of course I'll prove it.

Help me get rid of my husband.

What?

Horacio signed the life insurance you prepared.

You're the only one in the world who can save me.

Me, save you?

Of course! You are playing, right?

An accident...

Arturo, one accident, and you and I will be free forever.

Shut up!

Do you hear yourself?

Haven't you ever seen a movie? Don't you watch TV?

They always catch the culprits.

Always.

There's no such thing as a perfect crime.

Do you know what the sentence is

for men who do what you're asking me to?

Life.

You're a coward.

And you're...

What's up, Rosendo?

What's up?

Why are you crying?

Why? It's very sad.

Stop watching trash TV. It'll rot your brain.

Any messages for me?

No messages, but Jenny was asking about you.

The owner's daughter.

Jenny?

Hey,

is that a new bruise or the old one?

It's new, Rosendo.

Thank you.

Good night.

What is up with this hotel?

Do they give everyone the keys or what? Do they want me to have a heart attack?

I wanted to surprise you.

Did you have a fight?

Kind of.

I'm so sorry,

but I need to ask you to leave my room.

People might get the wrong idea.

As far as I know, you're a single man,

and I'm an adult woman.

I can't see what's wrong about people seeing us together.

Or what?

Don't you like me?

You are very attractive.

But I've had a very long day.

Why don't we leave it for tomorrow? What do you think?

You're very attractive, too, and I like you a lot.

Tomorrow I'll be going back to Europe,

and I would like to give you a farewell present.

Do you want me

to take off all my clothes?

I think you should get dressed.

You don't find me attractive?

You are very attractive

and beautiful.

It's just that...

I'm just not up to it right now. Do you know what I mean?

Don't take me for a fool.

I know why you don't want to sleep with me.

You can think whatever you want.

It's her, right? My stepmother.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm sure she told you

bad things about me, as usual.

She's always interfering in my business.

No one said anything about you.

Of course.

You know what?

Go to hell.

I am going to hell

for letting a gift from God pass by.

Good morning, Rebeca.

What do you want?

I was looking for you in your room.

I left messages for you all over the place.

I suppose you went on a trip or something, right?

Look.

As far as I know,

I don't owe you any explanations.

Rebeca!

Rebeca, I need you!

Stop the drama and leave me alone!

Rebeca!

What did I do wrong?

That's the problem.

You don't want to do anything.

I need a brave man by my side.

A man who is ready to do whatever is necessary

to release me from the hell I'm going through.

I know,

come with me.

Leave everything.

Let's go far away from here,

where your husband can't find us.

Okay?

No. If you really love me, if you really do need me,

you know what you have to do

for me to be with you.

Forever.

Felipe,

my whisky.

What happened, my friend?

Did a crab bite you?

A small accident...

A small accident.

I once met a guy in France

who, at the slightest bump,

would get a nosebleed.

As far as I know,

some people's veins are very weak,

so they get nosebleeds.

I think it's a sign of a person's weakness.

By the way,

this guy I was telling you about

was Rebeca's boyfriend.

He was a nice and intelligent man.

But deep down,

he was a coward.

He didn't do anything when I took her away from him.

I hate cowards.

I don't like the kind of person who doesn't take risks.

Do you know what I mean, Mr. Bolano?

Absolutely.

Rebeca!

I've made up my mind.

Let's do it.

Mr. Bolano!

Hello, Boris.

Hello, Arturo.

What were you saying, Mr. Bolano?

I was telling Mrs. Solis that I was thinking about it all morning,

and I think I have the perfect plan for her husband's policy.

I don't know if you have the time now.

Of course.

Thank you very much, Boris.

I'll take your clothes to the laundry.

Thank you, Boris.

What's wrong with you?

Yes, I know.

Anyway, what I said is true.

I have made up my mind.

Forget it! It was just a fit.

A fit of what?

You're right,

you hate your husband. It's hard not to, because he's despicable.

The only way for you to be happy, Rebeca,

is to get rid of him.

That's easy to say, Arturo,

but you need more than determination to take a man's life.

What? Do you think I'm a coward?

You think I'm a coward, too?

I'm not saying that.

I just don't want anything to happen to you.

Nothing bad will happen to me,

or to you.

I was thinking about it all night,

and I think I found a solution.

Rebeca,

I have the perfect plan.

Rosendo, can I have the check?

Are you leaving the hotel, Arturo?

Just for a few days. I'm going to an insurance convention.

Let me see.

You owe for some long-distance calls and several bottles of rum.

Put it on my card.

Very well. Do you want the full invoice?

No, when I come back.

Arturo, the key, please.

Of course.

Thank you, and good luck at the convention.

Of course. Thank you.

Hello?

Rebeca?

Horacio is here.

He's started drinking.

-And Jenny? -I'm alone.

Did you give him the pills?

I'm scared.

You have to do it, Rebeca.

You have to!

I'm on my way. I'll pass by the hotel

and then I'll come in through the emergency exit so nobody will see me.

Okay.

And Rebeca...

I love you.

And I love you, too.

Darling, you forgot your heartburn pills again.

The pills. In a minute.

We're almost there.

Almost there.

Lie down.

Horacio.

Horacio.

Don't worry, it's me.

Don't worry, it's Arturo.

Are you calm?

It's now or never.

Help me undress him.

Help me!

Yes.

Help me!

Don't just stand there!

Help me!

Murderer!

Don't touch me!

Go.

I still have to clean up.

EMERGENCY EXIT

Rosendo!

What's wrong, Mrs. Solis?

My husband!

He fell in the bathroom. I think he's dead.

Dead? What happened to him?

He's not breathing. Is the doctor here?

No, he already left. I'll call an ambulance.

Are you all right, Madam?

I told him several times.

''Don't take a bath like that, you're drunk.

''You'll fall down.''

And now he's dead.

Did your husband use any kind of drugs?

He took sleeping pills.

I asked the doctor to stop him from taking them, because he mixed them with alcohol,

and that scared me.

So didn't you hear him fall?

The bang.

I told you I was asleep.

I woke up,

I went to the bathroom, and there he was.

Couldn't you question her some other time?

Did you see anybody leave the room?

No. I was paying attention and didn't see anybody.

Let's wait for the autopsy results.

We'll keep in touch.

Meanwhile, you should get some rest,

because this is just the start of the investigation.

Don't worry, Madam. Everything will be all right.

Thanks for everything, Boris.

You can go now.

I need to be alone and rest.

Do you want me to walk you to your room?

I could stay the whole night with you.

Thanks, but no.

Are you sure?

As you wish, Madam.

Hello?

When can I see you?

Don't you understand?

We have to wait for a few days.

How many days?

I'll call you.

Rebeca?

Rebeca...

Rebeca!

I'm going!

After that call,

I didn't hear from her for a couple of months.

I was dying to see her again.

I also wanted to know about the investigation,

how it was going and if everything was all right.

Weren't you afraid during that time

that the police would solve the crime?

Actually, no.

I could only think of her,

Rebeca.

Who would have thought?

I had so many women, and I really fell for this one.

Somehow I had found

my other half.

Unfortunately.

I imagine your boss at the insurance agency

wasn't happy about Horacio Solis' death.

I offered to resign.

But that million dollars for Rebeca,

as established in the policy,

was just a pretext.

Didn't she receive the money?

Yes,

but she also got something a lot better.

Arturo, you are finally back!

I am glad to see you, Rosendo.

Is my room still available?

Of course.

Did you hear the news?

Horacio Solis, the owner of the hotel,

drowned in the bathtub in his suite.

Yes, I heard.

What a shame.

But just between you and me,

I won't shed many tears.

Death isn't something to be happy about, Rosendo.

No. Of course not.

But that man was a cheap bastard. As rude as a bear,

and even worse, they say he beat his wife. Poor Rebeca.

So she's the one who should be happy.

And us, too, because now she'll be the owner of the hotel.

What?

After Mr. Solis' death,

Rebeca becomes the owner of all the hotels.

Wasn't there an heiress? His daughter Jenny?

Jenny told me her father changed his will

and left everything to Rebeca.

Really.

Don't you want your key?

What?

Your key.

Of course.

Wait here.

There you go.

Thank you.

Why did you lie to me?

Arturo! My love, hadn't we agreed that...

I asked you a question.

Why didn't you tell me you were going to inherit everything?

So long since we've seen each other, and that's all you can say?

Answer me!

Yes, I lied to you.

I inherited all of Horacio's fortune.

But I want to ask you something,

and I want an honest answer.

Would you have done it anyway, even if I didn't inherit everything?

Forgive me for being so ambitious.

Forgive me for wanting something for us.

But I want you to understand that this is the first time in my life

that I'm really in love with a man I care about,

after waiting for someone for so long.

I want to get out of this hotel.

I want to leave this damned hotel.

Soon.

I hired a lawyer who's arranging all the paperwork.

As soon as I get the money,

we'll go to Europe.

Arturo,

I want to be your wife.

Jenny?

Jenny?

Jenny!

Jenny!

Are you all right?

Hello, gorgeous.

What did you do?

How many did you take?

Come here.

Stay there!

No! Come with me!

Stay there!

Everybody says the same thing.

But deep down I know they're lying to me.

I'm not stupid, Arturo.

I know many people hated my father.

People hated him for the way he was.

But you know what?

I loved him a lot.

He was always good to me.

He never beat me up.

He never yelled at me.

Did you get to know him?

Yes, we had some business deals, that's all.

How did he treat you?

I can't complain.

My stepmother will get everything.

This hotel,

the others,

my parents' homes.

Everything.

Just thinking about it makes me want to throw up.

That's life,

she's your father's wife, and he chose her.

Do you want me to tell you a secret?

I know Rebeca killed my father.

I can't prove it,

but I know she did it.

I'm not interested in his stupid money.

Nor in my father's hotels.

Rebeca can have it all.

She can stick them up her ass.

Thanks for the resuscitation.

Would you like to leave with me?

Thank you.

But I can't.

It's your loss.

-Hello? -Mrs. Solis, it's me, Rosendo.

Has he already left?

No, Madam, I haven't seen him all day.

So why are you calling me?

I just saw your stepdaughter

walking around the hotel half-naked.

I don't care what Jenny does.

Call me when Arturo leaves, please.

-All right, Madam. -Thank you.

I know Arturo was with you the night of the crime.

I have the broken plate.

Thank you.

The broken plate?

I thought you got rid of it!

I put it in a bag and threw it in a garbage can.

A garbage can? Which one?

The one in the hotel, at the back.

On the patio, behind the kitchen.

Are you sure?

I think so.

You think so?

You think so, but you aren't sure.

Rebeca, I think somebody saw you.

Don't give me that face.

I'm not making this up, Arturo.

I'm not so sure anymore.

Arturo, I swear I'm not making this up.

Sure. Just like you didn't lie to me saying that Jenny was the only heir

to her dad's fortune, not you.

Arturo, I understand your distrust,

but we have to find out who wrote that note.

Of course,

it was Rosendo.

That idiot doesn't have the guts to do such a thing.

You're right.

And Jenny?

She might be playing a nasty joke on you.

Jenny wasn't in the hotel that night.

It's impossible!

Of course! It was Boris.

That idiot!

I'll break every bone in his face when I see him.

No.

If it was Boris, he'd tell me.

Are you sure?

I promise.

Sure?

Yes.

Detective, would you like to take a dip?

I would, but I'm very busy.

Too bad. You need to enjoy things in life,

the small moments.

Trust me, Mrs. Solis, I enjoy them.

For example, this morning I received an anonymous call

that I enjoyed a lot.

Really?

I was told that you and Arturo Bolano are lovers.

That's a very old piece of gossip.

Besides, if Mr. Arturo and I were lovers,

I'd like to remind you that I'm a widow.

And I'd like to remind you, Mrs. Solis, that your husband's insurance policy

was sold by Arturo just one week before the accident.

Doesn't that seem a bit melodramatic? Too much of a cliche?

I also heard that you're the only heir to your husband's fortune.

I think that's fair. After all, you're the one

who had to put up with him all those years.

But let me tell you something, Mrs. Solis.

I'm listening, Detective.

If I happen to find out that you and your boyfriend killed Mr. Solis,

I promise you won't get away with it.

Detective, that does sound like a cliche.

Have a nice day.

You, too.

Mrs. Solis, I'm bringing your clothes from the laundry.

Madam.

Come in, Boris.

Here are your...

Excuse me, Madam. Here are your clothes from the laundry.

Leave them over there.

Yes.

If you'll excuse me, Madam...

Boris, can you come here for a second?

Can you put some of this on me?

Yes, Madam.

On my back.

Boris.

Yes, Madam?

Did you write the note?

What note?

The one you left by my door.

And the plate?

I don't know what you're talking about, Madam.

I know it was you.

Remember, I'm the owner of this hotel.

To me, you were always the owner,

but I really don't know what you're talking about.

What do you want in exchange?

Money?

Or do you want me?

Madam, I...

Don't you like me anymore?

Yes, Madam, I...

Good night.

Detective, we should make you an honorary partner of this hotel.

It's incredible what people can do

in the name of love.

Especially men.

You have very deep thoughts. Would you like a drink?

Mineral water, please.

Why do you say so?

Remember the day Horacio Solis died?

I traced your movements that night.

I confirmed that you checked into a hotel very far from here.

Business trip.

How convenient! The perfect alibi.

Are you going to arrest me?

In case I need to call my lawyer.

Not yet, Arturo.

But do you want to hear a secret?

Somebody called the reception of that hotel that night

asking for your room number,

and nobody replied.

I must have fallen asleep.

Perhaps. Or perhaps somebody wanted

to make it clear that you weren't in your room that night.

I don't know what you're getting at.

The truth, Arturo.

This morning, the same person called my office.

I don't know if it's a joke, but they left an interesting message.

They say they have the weapon that killed Mr. Horacio Solis.

Somebody's watching too many thrillers.

This thing with Horacio and Rebeca looks like a thriller.

Arturo, sweetie, don't tell me you left me for her.

He's all yours, sweetheart.

Goodbye.

Aren't we going to your room?

I told you to be more discreet.

Wait for me in the bar around the corner.

What's up?

No, he didn't say anything.

I think you'll have to beat him up.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

Boris!

Excuse me.

What's up, Arturo?

I was waiting for somebody.

Have you seen a short man? Good-looking but short, dark skin...

No, I'm off already. Need help looking for him?

No, I've waited for an hour and he didn't show.

There are some girls in a bar near here,

and he was going to help me out.

With one of them?

Yes, of course. But I'm going to have to call it off.

My shift is over, so I can help if you want.

No, you must be tired.

If there are girls, I'll give you a hand.

-Really? -Yes.

You're so nice. They're really hot.

I'll pay for all your drinks.

I met one of them. Her name was Natasha...

Boris.

Boris.

Boris!

What?

Get dressed, I need to talk to you.

-What's up? -Get dressed.

Coming.

What?

I need to talk to you.

Shut up.

What?

What's up?

I want you to tell me the truth.

About what?

About what?

I didn't want to sleep with her, but Rebeca threw herself at me.

You slept with Rebeca?

Yes, but she threw herself at me.

That's enough, Arturo! Calm down!

Calm down!

I know you saw me leave Horacio Solis' room

the night he was killed.

But I want you to know he was already dead when I got there.

Do you understand?

He was already dead.

Why are you telling me?

Because I know you wrote that note.

I already told Rebeca I didn't write that note.

It wasn't me, Arturo.

I don't understand how she could sleep with a loser like you.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe it.

Enough, Arturo! Calm down!

Who else did you tell?

Who else did you tell that I came out of that room?

Who?

-Who? -Nobody.

I can't remember.

''I can't remember.''

I can't remember. That's it, Arturo!

Calm down!

What if she was the one who wrote the note?

Rebeca.

That's impossible.

I'll tell you something, but promise you won't tell her.

No! Enough! Calm down!

Shut up!

Okay, I'll tell you.

Rebeca is packing her things to go on a trip.

Rosendo told me.

He also told me she's leaving without you.

How does he know?

Because she asked Rosendo to watch you.

Arturo! What's wrong with you?

If you wanted to leave, you didn't need to make up that note thing.

My love, I didn't make anything up...

Enough, Rebeca, please!

Did you have to call the police?

Do you want me to take the fall?

Do you want them to charge me with everything?

Arturo...

I did it for you, Rebeca.

For you, not the money.

What is wrong with you?

Don't treat me like an idiot.

I'm packing so we can leave tomorrow.

Sure! Whatever you want, go ahead and leave.

Take all the money. You can keep the hotel.

All I ask from you is that you don't lie to me.

I received another note.

If we give them less money, they'll give us the rest of the plate.

Let's do it and forget all this, please!

Who wrote this note?

I don't know. I don't care, Arturo.

-You don't care! -I don't care.

Of course you don't care. That's why you started to investigate

and slept with Boris.

Boris!

That was a sacrifice, wasn't it?

And you don't care?

I did it for you, for us.

I love you, Arturo.

Do you realize this could be a trap?

I want us to be together for good.

Forever.

Are you leaving us, Madam?

Just for a few days.

And Boris?

It's his day off,

but I can call him at home if you need him.

No, that's not necessary, thank you.

You're welcome, Madam.

She just left.

Hello.

Arturo?

Jenny?

Don't go, Arturo.

Rebeca and Boris set you up.

How do you know?

I just do.

They planned it from the beginning.

I recommend not going,

but if you do, don't go unarmed.

Jenny...

Jenny!

Are you sure it's here?

Yes.

I don't see anybody.

It is early. We have to wait.

What's going on?

Why aren't they coming?

Here they are.

Don't worry. Nothing will happen.

Boris?

Arturo...

Mrs. Solis?

So it was you!

No, I don't know anything.

I received a note, too.

Who sent you a note?

Who? Who was it?

Move away, Arturo!

Move away!

Move away!

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

I'm going to kill him.

Relax! What he says about the note might be true. Calm down!

-No, I'm sick of his meddling. -Calm down!

-Step away. -Rebeca, put that gun down.

-I'm going to kill this idiot. -Put the gun down!

Are you crazy or what?

It was you!

You wrote those notes.

You're Boris' accomplice!

How do I know it wasn't you?

I really loved you.

And then the police came.

They received an anonymous call.

Ironically, that call saved my life.

If the police hadn't arrived,

I would have bled to death.

Thanks for the interview, Arturo.

As soon as I have the first draft, I'll send it to you.

Anytime.

Here I have all the time in the world.

See you.

One more thing.

You said the only thing you regretted

was not having killed her because she took the money.

Of course.

But you just said you shot Rebeca Solis to death.

And you thought I meant her?

No.

I meant Jenny,

Horacio Solis' daughter.

She planned everything.

The daughter took her father's money?

I don't know that.

I guess so.

I'll ask her

when I see her in hell.

Welcome, Madam.

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