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A NETFLIX SERIES
I'm really sorry.
We knew this might happen.
Sometimes the embryo we implant in the endometrium doesn't evolve.
These fertility treatments are complex.
The road is a long one.
So it didn't…
It didn't work?
I'm sorry.
Honey.
-It's fine. -Sweetheart.
Sweetheart.
We want to see the Three Wise Men!
Sweetheart, we'll keep on fighting. We won't give up.
Are you listening?
No. I don't want to go through this again, Santiago.
-What do you mean? -No.
Don't say that, sweetheart.
We'll get the money somehow.
You'll be an amazing mother.
You'll be an amazing mother.
Look at how beautiful it is!
Hello.
Hi.
-Look! -Who was that?
A patient.
Look at that float!
Where are the Three Wise Men?
They're not coming this year.
This was the last time. I'll never be a mother.
No, please don't say that.
No.
-We'll keep on fighting. -You don't understand, do you?
-I'm broken inside. -Please, don't say that.
I'm rotten inside.
-No, Iris. -Nobody can fix me.
No, Iris. Don't think like that, my God.
Don't think like that.
No.
That's not true.
Churros coming right up.
Two hot chocolates, please.
Iris.
Iris!
Iris.
Iris.
Hello.
-Where's your mom? -I don't know.
Do you want me to help you find her?
I'm a friend of hers. We said hi before, remember?
I can't see the doctor.
Do you want some?
Thank you.
I think that's her dad.
Should we get out of here?
Iris.
Iris.
No. Her dad's over there.
Her dad's right there.
Amaya!
-Amaya! -Stop.
-Leave me alone. -Iris, stop.
Amaya!
No. Wait, Iris.
-Mom. -No. What are you doing?
-What are you doing? -Give me your hat.
-Amaya! -Give it to me!
Mom.
-Álvaro! -Amaya!
What is it? Where is she?
Get rid of this.
-Mom. -Amaya!
-Mom! -I'll take you to her, okay?
Calm down, sweetie.
Don't cry. We're leaving now.
Amaya!
Amaya!
-What are you doing? -Amaya!
Get off the car, man.
Amaya!
Amaya!
Amaya!
-Amaya! -Amaya!
-Amaya! -Mom.
Mom!
-Amaya! -Amaya!
Where is she?
Amaya!
Come in, M50.
A girl lost at the parade. Five years old. Yellow raincoat.
I repeat, yellow raincoat.
Copy!
-I'm going to the square. -Got it.
We can't do this.
Let's put the girl in the van,
take her to Málaga and drop her off somewhere.
We'll call the police to pick her up.
We can call from a phone booth.
-It hasn't been long. -Take her where?
I don't want them to take her from us.
Okay, you're right.
True, I did it in a fit of madness.
But it was more than a fit of madness.
I saw the girl there, alone,
and I knew I would be a good mother to her.
Deep down you know it's for the best.
How can this be for the best, Iris?
This isn't for the best.
I can't get pregnant.
I can't.
We've spent all our savings, and…
And nothing.
This is the only way.
We can't do this.
I would love to.
But she has parents.
And we're not taking
a child from her parents.
We can't kidnap her.
No.
The three of us are going to be a family.
Please don't take her away from me. Please, don't.
I don't know what I'd do. I'd do anything.
Please. You know what I'm capable of.
Please don't take her away from me.
Don't take her. Please.
Promise me.
Don't let them take her, please.
Please.
Please.
Mom!
Mom…
Mom…
Mom…
Today, we remember that Amaya Martín disappeared on January 5th
during Málaga's Christmas parade.
Yesterday, after a vigil organized by her family,
the girl's parents spoke to the media again and--
Come here, honey.
These cookies taste great, you'll see.
These are my favorites.
I want to go with my mom.
Your mom told me you're a very good girl.
Do you want me to tell her you misbehaved?
Where is my mom?
Come.
Come.
Come with me.
-Come. -Let me go!
-No! -Let me go!
No. You have to be quiet.
Quiet, they can't find us.
No. Don't cry.
Everything's okay.
-Hey, Raúl? -Hi, Santiago.
-How are you? -Happy New Year.
Same to you.
The office sent me to settle a pending issue from before Christmas.
I called but it never went through.
-Coverage here comes and goes. -Right.
What is it then?
Can we talk inside?
Sure. Of course, let's go inside.
-You've been here before, right? -Yeah.
-Were you working? -I was doing a few things…
-Yeah? -…with the honeycombs.
I'm going to see if I can increase the number of beehives we keep.
Great.
Are you sure you don't want some coffee or…?
No. A glass of water is fine, thanks.
How did things go at the clinic in Málaga?
No… no luck.
Gosh.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Okay, the thing is…
You have to pay an installment of the mortgage we gave you.
I know you're good for it. But sometimes people get distracted--
I'll go by the bank tomorrow.
Quiet.
No!
Forgive Iris. She woke up in bad shape today.
She woke up with a high fever.
-I'm sorry. -I'll see you out.
Sure.
I'll see you at the bank tomorrow then.
I'll be there.
Yesterday evening, in front of their home, the girl's mother had this to say.
Amaya, Mom and Dad love you.
We're waiting for you.
We'll be with you soon, bunny. Be brave.
No.
No.
No! Wake up, sweetie.
Wake up, sweetie.
It's okay.
Don't worry, sweetie.
Don't worry.
I'll take care of you.
Maya the bee.
Would you like some more water?
Amaya was wearing a yellow raincoat…
-Mom. -…a blouse…
-Mom! -…and a pair of shorts.
Mom.
Mom.
If anybody has seen her, please contact the poli--
Don't cry.
Don't cry.
Forgive me, I didn't mean to push you.
Where's my mom?
I'm your mom.
No, you're not my mom!
Mom…
They're on TV all the time.
They're her parents, right?
Not anymore.
She has to understand we're her parents now.
What if the guy from the bank saw the clothes?
Huh?
Or her.
What do you want us to do, Iris?
Lock her up?
-What should we do to her? -What?
I didn't say that.
I'm just saying I think we should be careful.
That's it.
Nobody can come here. Nobody can see her.
We'll always have to keep an eye on her.
Let's play a game.
I'm going to call you…
Julia.
Do you like your name, Julia?
My name is Amaya.
Chispa really likes you.
Do you want to feed her?
Yeah?
Here.
You can feed her whenever you want.
But don't go too far away, okay?
Look. See that window?
Whenever you're outside, I have to be able to see you from there.
And if someone comes, like now, you have to run to your room.
Why?
Because the world is full of bad men, sweetie.
But you're safe here.
Look how happy she is. She knows it's Dad. See?
Would you like to kiss Dad, Julia?
My name isn't Julia.
She's a very good girl.
With time I'm sure she'll love you.
But don't force her.
Come, look.
What's all this?
Don't worry, I went to Málaga to buy at different shops.
I don't think anybody we know saw me.
See that?
Iris, the police let that guy, the suspect, go free.
Luque.
Julia!
Want some licorice?
It's ready, Iris!
We can't live like this.
The three of us are scared all the time. And us watching her like a caged animal.
You wanted us to watch her.
Why don't we leave here?
Where to?
I don't know, Santiago.
Let's go to Bordeaux.
To France, where we met.
There are loads of villages. They'd never find us.
We could be happy there.
We don't have any money, Iris.
Well, I don't know.
Yeah, well…
You're right, honey.
Everything will be okay.
Everything will be okay.
ONE YEAR AFTER AMAYA'S DISAPPEARANCE
When do you think of Amaya the most?
It's crazy.
Sometimes, I lay in her bed
and I feel like she's with me,
that I can…
reach out and touch her hair.
That I can tickle her to make her laugh.
PHOTOS OF MIREN ROJO THE TRUE INNER HISTORY OF AMAYA
Close the door.
-What are you looking at? -This journalist.
The rest seem to have forgotten, but she won't let it go.
Why are they still looking for our daughter?
Come on, let's eat. Dinner is ready.
She's coughing.
I'll go check on her.
Mom.
Mom.
Don't worry.
Everything's fine. Don't worry.
It's just a nightmare.
May the moon illuminate your night.
May the light illuminate your being.
Go to sleep, sweetie.
Good morning, Mom.
Morning.
Wake up.
I'm going to see Dad, okay?
So, one half can be split into two quarters.
Since they have the same denominator, you add up the top half.
One half
plus one quarter equals three quarters.
Do you understand?
Julia.
What are you thinking?
Nothing.
I'll give you a problem with fractions--
What's behind the woods?
The mountains.
The mountains are behind the woods.
I know, Mom, but what's behind the mountains?
I don't know, a lot of things.
Where are the villages?
And the people?
Look, Julia,
I've already explained all this.
We're both happy here with Dad, right?
Very happy, Mom.
Well, outside, in the villages, with the people,
a girl like you isn't safe.
Anything could happen to her.
You wouldn't be safe.
Do you know why?
Why?
Because of the bad people.
But don't you worry.
I'll always be here to protect you.
What are you scheming?
Can I try?
Come on, then. You're so insistent.
That's the worst part.
Getting up each morning and thinking…
You're overdoing it.
…my daughter is dead.
That they killed her.
Come on!
You're grabbing it like a sword.
Wait, I'll get it ready.
-Dang it! -Bravo!
My God, dude!
How did you do that?
Because sometimes I think…
Okay, try another.
…that I'll never find her.
I'll never heal that wound.
Bravo!
Girl…
You did it better than me.
Look at that…
Are you sure about this?
-We shouldn't send it. -We've already talked this over.
Do it, go on.
TO MIREN ROJO
GIVE THIS TO AMAYA'S PARENTS
You just saw her, Amaya Martín.
She turned 12 yesterday.
It's been six years since her disappearance.
The images were sent on a VHS tape to the offices of Diario Sur.
A security camera from a nearby store
recorded the moment when this man delivered the tape.
-I can't believe it. -Relax.
-Relax? -Remember, the girl…
-I'm on the news! -You can't tell it's you.
That could be anyone. Did you stop anywhere? Did anyone see you?
-No, I don't think so. -So don't worry.
-They won't find us. -The girl's whereabouts are still unknown.
First thing yesterday morning
the tape was delivered to us at Diario Sur,
presumably from the kidnapper, so we could deliver it to the parents.
I'm not giving up.
I'll keep on fighting to the end, until we're reunited.
-Thank you. -See?
We did a good thing.
-What do the police say? -Is there hope?
Now?
-Don't be impatient. -Hold on a sec.
Now.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
This was mine at your age.
We want you to have it.
What is it?
We're so old.
Look, I'll show you.
Sit here.
This…
Hold this.
This goes here.
Press this button.
Here?
-That's so cool! -Right?
Can I go try it outside with Chispa?
No, sweetheart.
We're having cake now.
Let her go.
Okay, go on.
No.
What?
Come on.
I hate seeing you upset like yesterday.
This song is very sad.
But it's our song, what can we do?
Change it now?
I don't think that's allowed.
A car is coming.
A car is coming.
Julia!
Julia!
Julia, come here. Hurry!
Come!
Hurry!
Come!
Come on! Run!
Raúl, how are you?
-How are you? -Hi, Santiago.
Come in. I'll make coffee.
Okay.
-How are your kids? -Good. They're doing okay.
I need a coffee at this time of day to stay awake.
Listen, I'm in a hurry, Santiago.
Come on, it's already made.
Okay, thanks.
What brings you here?
You haven't paid the latest installments of your mortgage.
If you don't pay soon, the issue will move to our legal department.
I'm so sorry, I've been very busy with the bees lately,
the farm, and the days are too short.
Tomorrow I'll go to the bank and we'll solve this issue.
Great. Well then, I have to go.
-I'll prepare… -Don't go, come on.
-Want something to eat? -No, I can't.
-Come on. -I said no, Santiago!
Raúl.
Raúl.
No. What have you done, Iris?
He's dead!
What have you done?
Help me move him.
What?
I said
move him.
I did what any mother would do.
Once the bags are full, put them in the shed.
Run.
Run.
Run.
Don't worry. Dad will make them leave.
CIVIL GUARD
Good morning.
Hello, good morning.
-Are you Santiago Vallejo? -Yes, sir.
We're investigating the whereabouts of Raúl Aguilar.
-Who's that? -He manages your accounts at the bank.
Oh, yeah, Raúl. Yeah… Would you like to come in?
Yes.
The missing man had several home visits scheduled.
-One of them was at this address. -Yes, he was here.
He stopped by.
What for?
We were in arrears on a loan, so he came to tell us.
The next day I went to the bank and paid.
-Would you like to see the receipts? -Yes, please.
Listen.
If there's anything I can do to help…
Raúl is a great kid.
I hope he's okay.
Well, if you hear anything else…
-I'll let you know. -Good.
That's it, sweetheart.
They're gone. You're safe.
NINE YEARS AFTER AMAYA'S DISAPPEARANCE
Shit!
What are you doing?
It's broken. We have to fix it.
-Are you recording another tape? -No, don't worry.
I'm not sending it anywhere. It's a souvenir.
She's growing so fast. It makes me sad.
What is it?
A letter from the bank.
No.
No, but…
I won't let them kick us out.
What can we do?
It's too much money, we don't have it. Where will we go?
Where will we go?
Where can we go where nobody recognizes our daughter?
-Calm down, please. -"Calm down?"
-Relax. -How long do we have left?
A month and a half.
Please calm down, Iris.
-Do you even care? -Of course I care. Calm down.
-"Calm down?" -Calm down.
They're going to take our daughter away!
-They'll take her! -Calm down.
Before they take our daughter,
I swear we'll kill ourselves, the girl and me.
What's wrong with Mom?
Hi, sweetie.
Nothing.
It's…
Don't worry.
The bank wants to take our house away, but don't you worry…
Come, look.
Do the bad men want to kick us out of here?
I won't let that happen.
I'm your father, Julia.
I'll take care of you and your mother.
All right?
Is Mom crazy?
No, sweetie.
Your mother is very special.
She…
She fought hard to have you.
She fought so hard to build this family, sweetheart.
She loves you very much.
Hey.
Don't you worry.
I won't let anything happen.
I'll take care of you.
Okay? Hey.
Look, there's something…
I was saving this for your birthday.
But I'll give it to you now, okay?
They're handmade.
-They're beautiful. -Do you like them?
I love you very much, Julia.
I love you too, Dad.
I have to confess.
I have to confess.
Hey!
Santiago…
No…
May the moon illuminate your night.
May the light illuminate your being.
THE MORTGAGE HAS BEEN PAID IN FULL BY SANTIAGO'S LIFE INSURANCE
-What is it, Mom? -A gift from Dad in heaven.
We don't owe the bank anything.
We'll leave as soon as we have some money. As soon as we sell this house, you'll see.
And where are we going?
Look.
Here.
This is where your father and I met.
We went to do the grape harvest.
Mom.
I don't know if I want to go.
Honey, we'll be safe there.
There aren't any bad men there?
No.
Not there.
Come here.
What is it, honey?
I miss Dad.
Do you love me?
Very much, Mom.
I love you too.
More than anything in the world.
That's why I won't let anyone separate us.
Never.
Subtitle translation by: Molly Yurick
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