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Killing myself was a matter of such indifference to me

that I felt like waiting for a moment when it would make a difference.

F. Dostoevsky The Dream of a Ridiculous Man

THAT DAY, THE PRODUCER TRIED TO STICK TWO FINGERS IN ME

Stop the mine!

The people united will never be defeated!

We may proceed. Thank you.

We're not just workers,

farmers, laborers, ranchers, teachers…

We are human beings. We are also human beings.

And we're not interested in sacrificing our futures

so a few can get richer.

Including foreigners. Like your Canadian employers.

- They're not my employers. - Do we have our doubts? Of course.

And yes, we do want jobs.

But do we really want to live with a mine and its waste?

No sir! No! We don't want that monster here!

We need the mine!

We want progress!

Yeah!

We want our families to prosper!

That's a lie!

Miss Flores…

Are you against the mine so everything stays the same?

My dad and brother got lost in the desert

trying to get to the US.

If there was a job like that, they'd still be here. Alive.

Sit back down, kid!

We want the mine!

Hey! What's your problem? Don't be so rude.

Stop the mine!

Jacinto! Jacinto!

Get out!

Let's go! Let's go!

No. I'm begging you, please.

Go get her!

Please, no!

- Not a fucking word! - Miss Flores!

- Hands on your fucking neck! - We didn't do anything!

Don't move! Don't fucking move!

Don't move!

On your feet!

You wanted to save the world…

but there's no-one here to save you!

Hey! Come on!

- Rubén, wait a minute… - Shut up!

- Just listen… - Shut up!

You live here too.

- Shut up! - You live here too, Rubén!

Go on! Get the others!

IDs and cellphones!

IDs!

- How many are there? - Three.

What did I tell you, Paloma? Why are you messing with the mine?

Why?

Look what you made me do. You're done for!

Come on!

Get her in the car!

Let's go!

LOST IN THE NIGHT

Here it comes! Put your backs into it!

Good job!

Good job. Secure the tower!

Do the tower first!

- What's up, dude? - What's up?

Listen up, boneheads!

Ten extra bucks for whoever climbs up and attaches the chain.

Who's up for it?

- Who's up for it? - Ten bucks, dude! Come on!

Who's been up there before?

Who knows how it's done?

Who's the man?

I thought you were against the mine.

Yet here you are helping out with their show…

I was just hired to put up this shit.

I didn't know it was for the fucking mine.

I'm bad with heights, dude…

Damn, Paco… Why did you volunteer then?

They had me at "ten bucks".

Hey… Easy, Paco… You'll feel better after that.

What did the baker say to the banker?

- What? - We've run out of dough!

I don't get it.

Hey! Stop fooling around up there! Get to work!

Paco!

- What's going on? - Paco!

Are you okay? Buddy…? Are you okay?

Easy… Easy… Give him some room.

Get him something!

Good evening, everyone!

Let's get this party started! Can you feel it in the air?!

My hand started shaking again.

Fucking mine…

Poor thing…

Paco's in hospital. His mom and dad took him.

Great…

Hey, Jazmín!

Hey, Janette.

Wait a second…

Look…

Lucky charm…

Nope… I can't feel shit…

- Look what I got for you. - That's the one, bro…

Things won't stay like this, Paco.

Of course not. It's all sorted.

They're paying me compensation.

Oh, yeah? How much?

I'm not supposed to say, but… 300 bucks.

Where's that going to get you?

Errm… No idea…? I guess I'm screwed.

But you're getting better. That's the main thing.

He'll be fine.

Yeah. Cheer up! Or you might get "cock-suckers-say-what".

What?

Well done! You got me, bro.

That's the joke I was about to tell you before you fell.

It's a good one.

What's all that about?

Is that an exorcism? Why the priest?

It's Josito. A local cop.

He's dying and wanted to confess.

Poor guy.

That sucks…

Yeah… That's why there's a cop outside.

I thought he was guarding you!

No…

Hey, can you give me some juice?

I'm all dry.

What happened to him?

They poured gasoline on him. And struck a match.

He can't talk anymore.

He just writes in his notebook.

Have you got much left?

Just these three and I'm done.

Are you going to help or what?

Errm… No.

You're getting lazy.

- Fine then… - "Fine then", she says.

So you are going to help.

Look at this… Have you seen my marker?

- This one? - Look what they've put here.

Funny, huh?

Your students sure have a bright future ahead of them…

Hey…

SON, I WAS RUNNING LATE. I HAD TO GO.

- The doctor says hi. - Ahh, the doctor…

Last time he freaked out when we found something.

I thought a doctor would be able to handle it better.

Don't be silly, Emiliano!

It could be his son we dig up one day.

It's not the same.

You're right.

Where was I?

Have the bodies in the water tank been identified?

- Not all of them, right? - No.

And the cops keep telling us to get lost.

We don't have a warrant or whatever…

The cops are as rotten as the bodies they hide.

Wow! My little brother's such a poet.

Josito…

My mom went missing three years ago.

She was a teacher.

The driver was shot.

Km 23 along the highway.

They were against the mine.

Don't you know anything?

I need to find my mom, dammit.

Km 5…

Alda… ma.

What are you doing here? Who are you? Give me that!

- Give it to me! Help! - No! I need it. Please!

- Please… - Let go! Give it to me!

No, Ma'am! Please…

What's going on here? What's your problem?

What the hell are you doing?

Poor things…

Evil bastards.

Chief! Another sausage here.

Bring it over!

When he turns around, we'll make a run for it.

- Falcon 7… - Go ahead.

Check out the northern perimeter.

I think I saw someone.

Shit! We are dead…

Here! Kiss me.

They were back there, making out.

Naughty, naughty!

- Hi. - Hi.

Hello.

Are they Aluxes?

No.

- Aluxes? - He means those preachers.

- You're Carmen Aldama, right? - Right.

Hello.

What's up Emiliano?

What's up, Rubén?

You know each other?

Yeah… He's kind of a regular customer.

They don't like the mine.

We were walking back from the lake. We saw the police cars. That's all.

It was just a coincidence.

Not quite.

We also wanted to ask for a job.

Perfect timing…

Our dogs have just been poisoned.

Only Buñuel survived.

What kind of job are you looking for?

She's a babysitter.

I can do a bit of carpentry, gardening…

and general maintenance.

Go faster, Valeria!

Can we get out now?

Are the doggies covered up?

- Can they get out? - Yeah.

Yes, come on!

Want one?

No thanks, Miss.

- Shall I? - Thanks.

Don't be rude.

Sir?

It's hot work…

Okay, fine. But just the one. Don't be getting drunk.

We're gonna miss you…

Did they suffer?

No. They just went to sleep.

How old are you?

Almost eighteen.

You're corrupting minors, Mónica Aldama.

The agents of the law are right here.

If they wanna do something about it…

Errm… You see, Miss… That's…

That's how they work in the capital.

Over here it's more like…

…a family matter.

Are you going to do anything about this or not?

As I said, Mr. Duplas… We'll talk to the Aluxes.

We'll keep you posted.

Are you guys married?

No… Not yet.

- No kids to play with? - No.

- Why don't you give us your number? - Yeah, sure.

Can I take a picture with you?

- Sure. - Not with my daughter though.

Why not? She's always in my photos.

While we're at it…

Can I take one with you as well? No-one will believe I met you!

Sure, officer.

Mónica…

- I really like your videos. - Thank you!

I'm one of your biggest followers.

- Can we get a picture together? - Sure.

I've got a few nudes as well.

- I'll send you them. - Jackass…

Just one finger…

Just one…

A bit deeper…

- Like that? - Yeah, that's it…

Your turn…

Tighter…

Faster, faster…

What does it taste like?

Try it!

Go on… Don't be chicken. Try it.

It tastes like…

One of those weird agave drinks.

Like agave nectar, yeah…

You wish…

I love you.

Do you really love me though?

I love you.

I love you!

The biggest hit from our new friend: Carmen Aldama.

There I go.

The Aluxes are a religious organization.

Most of them are in Mexico and Brazil.

They have around five million followers.

- What's that got to do with the mine? - The cop in hospital said…

Yeah, the cop who confessed and died.

Jazmín! You're just as bad. You're getting him all wound up.

He keeps getting into trouble. And he loves it.

What the hell am I supposed to do?

You could start by holding down a job.

What if there's something to it? Evidence…

- That they were involved… - The Aldamas?

- Really? - Yeah.

Carmen Aldama, the singer and actress?

Gimme a break, little brother!

Last time you broke into the offices,

they nearly had your heads on a spike.

- You ended up with a broken leg. - It was just a sprain.

You keep looking for your dead bodies then.

And I'll keep looking for justice. For my mom.

Our mom, Emiliano.

I'm looking for her as well.

I'm sorry.

Good afternoon.

Hello?

Buñuel! Buñuel!

Come here, boy! Buñuel!

Come here, boy! Here! Come here!

Stupid dog…

Hey, big man!

- Let me know if you need anything. - Yes, sir.

Mommy! There's a fish over there!

- Mommy! There's a fish over there! - Where?

I should've used more sunscreen.

Is that why you have spots on your back, Mommy?

Spots? No!

They're not spots, they're freckles.

Freckles. They come out in the sun.

And yeah, I'm getting old. Thanks for reminding me.

You're welcome, Mommy.

Sorry…

Can I start here or should I do another window?

Yeah… whatever…

I was watching a movie.

But I got lost.

I couldn't keep up with the subtitles.

Italians are so good-looking.

I was spying on you yesterday from my lookout on the roof…

You and your girlfriend.

Naked…

Sorry!

But… it was pretty cute.

Beautiful, in fact. Honestly.

How much did you see?

I'm sorry…

I meant well…

Do you forgive me?

Well, I guess we were out in the open.

Yeah…

It's alright…

I've got those spots again…

Valeria's seen some on my back. Like last time.

I'm going to see Jorge in Madrid.

Who's Jorge?

Jorge, my dermatologist. I've not seen him in years.

You're going all the way to Madrid for that?

You could just go to a local pharmacy…

Madrid is more fun.

Let me have a look…

It looks better.

How are you feeling?

Dunno… Fine.

You deserve it.

- What exactly, Carmen? - Everything.

Everything that's coming your way.

That shit with the dogs has really got to me.

I don't give a fuck about anything else.

I've taken some Ritalin to look for inspiration in the tragedy.

How desperate…

The tabloids want to dig up your artwork again.

That's good for you, right?

All publicity is good publicity.

You can be such a jerk at times, Rigo…

I don't know how I put up with you.

You feel sorry for me.

Yeah, I dunno… Maybe I feel sorry for myself.

I guess you could just say thank you…

Thank you? What for?

That thing saved your career.

It helped you come forward with your allegations.

The whole fucking world revolves around you!

You're unbelievable.

I need to work now… Please.

- This is my house. - Hmm… yeah…

I'm not leaving my own place.

- Get out. - Kiss my ass.

- Please leave. - Make me. Go on.

You selfish bastard!

Where are you going? Didn't you want to be alone?

- You're fucking crazy. - What does that make you?

You play the victim so well.

Wait…

- I wanna fuck. - Oh yeah?

You're so damn crazy!

Help!

Give me mouth-to-mouth.

You what?

- Give me a break. - Go on.

And…? Did you find anything?

Well…

They’ve all got a screw loose.

You can say that again…

Are you going to tell me how you fell into the water?

Emiliano!

You wanna have dessert with us?

We should go.

Alright then.

- Yes, Sir! We'll be right there! - Okay!

The cupcakes are ready! Who wants one?

Yes dear, we're coming.

- Do you fancy a cupcake? - Come on…

Let's see…

Yeah, of course you want one!

Did you make them all yourself? I don't believe you.

I'll have a chocolate one.

- Your cupcakes look amazing! - Make yourself at home, Emiliano.

- What flavor is this one? - This one?

It's vanilla.

Cheap glass… It rattles when there's a blast at the mine.

- Do you want to take a seat? - Yeah…

Give them some cupcakes.

So are you guys against it?

The mine?

I don't have a problem with the mine…

But it's a foreign company, right?

Take it to them.

I guess if we don't have the resources, money…

We have to outsource to people

with all the technology and infrastructure.

Thank you.

What about the impact on the environment and our health?

That's obviously a valid point. But that's the world we live in.

There's no such thing as ethical or sustainable consumption.

Everything is full of crap, blood, destruction.

Everything has its pros and cons.

Rigoberto… Tone it down!

Look what you've done to your guests…

How do you like the cupcakes? They're nice, right?

Yeah, they're really nice. Thank you.

Would you like anything else? Water…?

I'm fine, thanks.

The thing is…

It's so damn hard to topple something from the bottom,

like you're trying to do with the mine.

Aren't the foundations at the bottom?

Yes, Little Miss Know-It-All, but…

I'm just saying… a punch to the head is sometimes more effective.

Just ask the fucking Aluxes.

The ones who put a price on your head.

What did you do to make them hate you so much?

Well, I…

I created a work of art with the dead body and words

of their pedophile founding father.

A real body?

Cool…

I want a price on my head too, Mommy.

No you don't, honey…

Where do you want it? Here?

To answer your question…

This is a book about the artwork.

Emiliano!

Here!

- What's up? - Come in.

- No, I'm all dirty. - It's fine.

Lay down. Here…

Come on.

Wow!

It's higher than it looks from down there.

This here is my happy place.

Ten thousand views in 30 minutes.

The end is a bit weird because I had to cut it.

Why do you make videos like this?

Well, that's what makes us the perfect animals.

Like gods.

We can end our own life.

It's not the same if you commit suicide

with depression or some shit like that.

Anyway… It gets me tons of views and likes.

My dad killed himself.

I'm sorry…

I'm just messing with you.

You idiot!

I fell for it.

Anyway… Tell your dad I'll see him tomorrow.

He's not my dad.

But I'll let him know.

Great.

"If the Bible's message is true, then I am Christ.

I am the Chosen One".

What?! "May your children come over me".

This is so gross…

They abused kids. They're behind bars now.

- His father-in-law. - Ex-father-in-law.

He was killed in jail.

Rigoberto bought the body from the morgue

and put it in his work. - Damn!

Is that even legal?

Everything is legal if you have the money.

No… This is what people call "contemporary art".

Well… It's grim.

I can't work out which of the two is sicker.

Give it here… Look at this…

"To Emiliano.

The truth lies on your tongue and in your hands.

Your friend, Rigoberto Duplas". What do you make of that?

This is all just weird. The book and the dedication to you.

Did you look at the public records?

I did, but the Aldamas and the Duplas

have nothing to do with the mine. There's no connection.

Not on paper anyway.

Emiliano…

Emiliano saw a suspicious water tank in their house.

Suspicious? How so?

That's how the fucking cops do things round here.

You've just found a tank full of dead bodies yourself.

So what now?

- What's your "great" plan? - You wanna see?

- Yeah, I do. - You wanna see?

- Hey, calm down! - Give me that.

Hey, give it back.

- Hey! Let go of my teddy! - Give it back to her!

You don't even know how to use that thing.

Stop it!

And even if they tell us we don't!

We do know the truth!

Yes!

Because we are the Aluxes.

We are the Aluxes!

- Why are they persecuting us? - Enough's enough!

- What have we done to them? - Nothing!

We are the light!

The message of peace for the world…

My friend…

Take this… May you be enlightened.

- Thank you. - And we are united!

We are united, brothers and sisters!

THE ALUXE PATH:

UNLOCKING THE WORLD'S DIVINITY

Fuck…

It's okay… Come on.

Miguel! Elvira!

- Jaqueline! - How is she?

Fine.

I found her tied up by the lake.

My baby!

Thank you, Lord! Thank you!

Emiliano found her.

- What's going on? - She's been found.

He said she was tied up…

Thank you, Lord.

How about "Thank you, Emiliano"?

Please, forgive me.

- Bye. - Bye.

Emiliano… Now you're the only one we've got left.

Don't you leave us.

Hey, man…

I was wondering…

if you'd pay those scumbags a visit with us.

- Who? - The Aluxes.

- Sure. - Thanks.

Let's go.

I'll sit in the back.

Make sure the door shuts properly.

First they smashed a fucking bottle over my head.

You can see the scar…

They then left smoke bombs outside our apartment.

We came out here looking for some peace and quiet.

But it turns out they're even crazier here.

How long have you known each other?

That's none of your damn business.

Take it easy, Chief. It's alright.

A long time.

Sorry.

We go way back, Emiliano.

This guy teaches me all about life.

Really? What exactly?

He runs a workshop on new masculinities.

Nah… He gives me shooting lessons.

You should tag along someday. It's awesome.

Gum?

No.

Watch the door. It might fling open.

- What about you, boss? - No, thanks.

Emiliano gets it.

Don't worry.

I used to be friends with his mom.

May she rest in peace…

So you're working for the devil now?

No.

But if we're honest with our being,

with our body…

We know the truth!

- We know it. Am I right? - Yes!

We know the truth!

And even if they tell us we don't. We do know the truth.

The greater our number, the stronger our roots.

We'll be like a tree that grows and blossoms…

And nobody…

Not even the wind…

or thunder will break us.

Thank you, brothers and sisters!

God bless!

What's up, Emiliano?

- What's the matter, Rubén? - Do you know Mr. Duplas…?

Don't get uptight! Say hi.

Listen…

There was another attack this morning.

His staff were targeted.

It's one thing killing pets and breaking windows…

- We've got nothing to do with that. - Let me finish, Felipe. Please…

Thank you.

It's one thing killing pets and breaking windows…

That's serious too, but now you're bringing people into it…

Now that's something we do take serious, Felipe.

Did they do anything to him?

I don't have to give you the details. The investigation is ongoing.

But if anything else happens to Mr. Duplas,

his family, or any of his staff…

I'm going to have to blow your little tent down here.

And that's when things get ugly.

I'd like to remind you…

We have freedom of religion in this country.

Look, Felipe… I need you to understand something.

Mr. Duplas…

has every right to live in peace in his own home.

Here or anywhere else for that matter.

Is that clear? Understood?

Officer… We too have the right to live here.

Or anywhere else in Mexico. Or the world, if need be.

But Mr. Duplas just doesn't get that.

You come here, threaten us and treat us like criminals…

When he's the real criminal! Look at him… just standing there!

Alright, get inside now!

I've got three milligrams of patience left!

So you better back the fuck off! Fucking domesticated zombies!

Easy, man…

- Easy, Ramiro! It's not worth it. - There is no God! Scumbags!

- Come on, Duplas… - Scumbags!

- Pedophile cunts! - Get in the car.

Something's not quite right.

Why do they want you as a security guard?

I'm getting close. The cistern…

That asswipe, Chief Rubén…

They go way back. There's something there.

That's my point. They've got their cop friends.

You're not even trained as a security guard.

Emiliano… Can you open the gate, please?

- Yes, I'm coming. - Don't do that! Give it here!

Give me the flashlight.

- Good evening. - Good evening, Martha.

- How are you doing? - Fine, thanks.

Great. You head inside.

Who's that?

Buñuel!

Shhh! Buñuel!

What's the matter?

What the fuck? Are you alright?

It's okay.

I could've blown your brains out! What are you doing?

I heard a noise and wanted to check it out.

- Inside the water tank? - Yeah.

I'll be right back. Let me see what's going on.

What the hell is going on here?

Nothing.

Emiliano's just having a look at something.

Go back to bed.

Hey, guys…

What do you say?

Thank you.

What was all that about last night?

Were you protecting us…? Trying to steal something…?

You won't find many valuables here.

I thought I heard intruders. I was wrong.

Hmm… Okay…

That woman who was here last night… Is she family?

No. She's an old friend.

She works at the mine.

Why do you ask?

You've got a beautiful singing voice.

I wanted to be a singer.

But then I lost interest.

Why?

Something happened with someone my mom worked with.

He tried to rape me.

He raped me.

But my mom shot him.

In the balls.

He didn't get it inside me.

How long ago was that?

Six years.

We had to move to Spain.

I had a load of therapy. Then I came back.

Your mom saved you…

Yeah…

She saved me.

Then she met Rigo in Madrid.

And they came back together.

I stayed there.

Is it true that your mom went missing not too long ago?

Who told you that?

Miguel and Elvira mentioned it before they left.

Yeah… About three years ago.

That must be terrible.

I can't imagine what you're going through.

Emiliano!

Come here!

Got to go. Thanks.

Good luck.

You're an ethical artist? I don't see it.

No, me neither! Of course not. The thing is…

- Hello…? - It's me.

What's up, Emiliano? Close the door.

Have you heard about the shooting?

Last night in town. A six-year-old girl was killed.

No. I didn't know.

Fucking narcos…

Sit down.

How do you find the book I gave you?

Good! Thanks.

There's something I should tell you…

But it's just between me and you, okay?

Okay…

The body I used in that work wasn't their founding father.

It was someone else. A John Doe.

The Aluxes leaders were well aware of that, but…

they wanted to make me out to be a villain and…

that also put all eyes on me. So I just left it.

What do you think?

Yeah, I mean…

I bought it too.

What are you doing here, Emiliano?

What do you mean?

Sorry.

I know what you're doing here.

I just don't get why you think it's us.

I don't think anything.

Come on, Emiliano.

Be honest with me. Let's talk straight.

Well… Because everything points to here.

What? What that cop told you in the hospital?

But that was just a location, right? I'm not ruling anything out.

Something may well have happened around here.

On the property or even in the house. It's often empty.

What else did Chief Rubén tell you?

That you'd gotten into trouble looking for your mom.

Why did you hire me if you know who I am?

Because you're a good kid.

You're fighting for the truth… for justice.

That's something I admire… and identify with.

I have nothing to hide.

Do you really think I could make someone disappear?

My sister works with a group of volunteers.

They look for unmarked graves.

- Would you let her have a look? - Well, yeah…

I mean, we'd have to find a date so they can do it when we're away.

But of course…

We can look into it, okay?

Do you really think…

we're hiding dead bodies in our house?

That makes me very sad.

I should've been with her that day.

But I didn't go.

On purpose.

Have you considered getting help?

Therapy?

No.

…five, six, seven, and hands down! Two, three, four, five…

We all do therapy.

Hey, Emiliano…

I wanted to talk to you about something…

Come here a second…

I've been thinking about a new project…

I'd like to make a piece of art with you.

It would be a map…

of your path to me.

To discover your story. To put ourselves in your shoes.

Step by step. In your environment.

The starting point would be where your mom went missing.

Your house… the mine… the hospital…

We'd recreate your story.

I'm thinking of creating a few virtual aspects…

maybe designing an app…

and intervening physical spaces as well.

And following you until…

Until you find me. Until we cross paths.

This is our cross…

Sorry if I was a bit clumsy telling you all this.

You're a bunch of whack jobs.

Don't get upset, Emiliano. I just want to talk.

We can talk about whatever you want when I've looked in that tank.

Seven! Well done, guys!

Eight!

Nine!

Ten!

Eleven!

What's up?

What happened? Why did he leave like that?

Do you know who Emiliano is?

What do you mean…?

Did you see anything in the tank?

No. I couldn't see properly.

I should've had a closer look.

They won't let me see you anymore.

They said you'll never amount to anything.

They don't see a future for us… nothing…

Are you going to listen to them?

His mom was…

One of the five people.

One of the five people?

What is this, Carmen…

- What? - Am I dreaming or what…?

Does "Chief Rubén" ring any bells?

We asked him for help…

He made…

We made them disappear.

I'm not following you… We made people disappear?

What the fuck? Have you had your mind erased?

Have you had a lobotomy? What's up with you?

No, dipshit.

Of course I remember.

I'm all out of fucking ideas.

This shit's been eating away at me…

Ever since Emiliano got here, I can't…

I can't do this anymore…

You need to calm down.

You're a bit confused.

- How am I confused? - You're confused.

Look…

We talked to Rubén. But we never asked for that.

It was just a chat.

We asked him for help. Just a little help.

We didn't do anything, Rigo.

We didn't ask for anyone to go missing.

We'd invested everything in that mine.

Rigo…

Look at me.

Look at me!

We didn't do anything, you hear?

If only that were true. If only we were innocent.

No-one is innocent. You always say that yourself.

It's Angela's wake. The little girl who was killed.

I don't want to see her.

- Things are bad enough as they are… - What do you mean?

Nothing…

It's nothing…

Are you okay?

Hey, Paco.

- What's up, Emiliano? - What's up, Paco?

Your Highness.

I'm being carried around like a king, huh?

Hey, Emiliano…

Emiliano!

- What happened? - The "R" cartel, dude.

They shot up the store, the sick fucks.

They only hit the girl.

No-one's listening to me. But we need to do something.

It's time to hit back.

We need to show them we ain't no pussies like them.

- Yeah. - Things can't stay this way.

You know what I mean, dude.

Why was she taken from me?

Let's go. We'll be waiting outside.

Come on.

Let's bounce!

You've had someone taken from you too.

That's why we want you to come with us.

- Your brother's coming! - Get off the truck!

- Leave him, dude! - Get off me!

Come on, dude!

Fuck off, you little pussy!

Get off the fucking truck!

All aboard!

Emiliano!

- Let's go! - Emiliano!

Emiliano! Where the hell are you going?

Fuck…

Here, bro…

Get it down you.

- Emiliano! - Trouble in paradise…

Emiliano!

- Get off the truck! - I'll be back in a minute.

Where are you going? Your sister's looking for you!

Are you insane? Don't be stupid!

We'll bring him back before bedtime!

Turn around.

- Eeek! Mommy! - "Eeek! Mommy!"

Have you put sunscreen on?

- Yes… - On your boobs?

Yes…

Don't go burning your nipples…

Mom… Stop nagging!

What? I'm just taking care of you.

You're still my baby. My little busty baby.

Oh man…

You don't want spots like me.

Better?

Happy now?

Here… Put this on.

We're not in Madrid anymore. The paparazzi are everywhere.

It's for your own good, honey.

Here…

How are you feeling?

No signal, pretty much…

But I'm fine.

I feel fine.

You're always on your phone. A little downtime might do you good.

What do you think of Emiliano?

- Emiliano? - Yeah, Emiliano.

Well…

I don't know… He's nice. I like him.

What have you talked about?

Mom! What do you care?

Hey! Don't talk to me like that. We're just having a little chat.

Not an interrogation. We're just shooting the breeze…

"Shooting the breeze"…

There's something about him.

I don't know… He's kinda…

interesting… different.

So you… you fancy Emiliano?

Say no more! Look at your smile!

Mom… Leave me alone…

Cool it, Emiliano!

- See you round! Sorry! - Let's go!

Jazmín!

- Hey… Can I come in? - I said I'd talk to you later.

No… Can you come out?

- Jazmín! - I said I'd talk to you later.

Jazmín! Get inside.

Ma'am… I need to tell her something…

No. Please leave. Get out of here!

Jazmín!

They know you went out to kill.

I didn't though. I got off the truck.

I couldn't even do that.

- Marry me. - Get up, Emiliano.

Get up, Emiliano.

- Leave! - No, Jazmín…

Hear me out…

Get out of here!

I've had it up to here! We're done.

No… Please…

Leave it, Emiliano! Just go!

Go away!

- She said leave! - Fuck you, Poncho!

Get out! She said leave!

You can't see her anymore.

- Fuck you! - What the fuck, dude!

- What the fuck! - Fuck you, Poncho!

Emiliano! Enough!

What's up?

Hey… How are you feeling?

You were out cold. I got you out of there.

What the hell are we doing here?

Nothing… Calm down. I just…

I wanted to give you some closure.

Huh? What are you on about?

Your mom…

I believe in the healing power of art…

And I believe in the truth.

We didn't want any of this to happen, Emiliano.

We had a problem. A serious problem.

We asked for help. And…

They went too far. And it all went to shit.

They fucked up. Real bad.

I didn't realize the consequences of my words.

So yeah…

Here I am.

You can choose what you want to do.

Whatever you want to do to me.

Here I am.

Just tell me where they are.

I don't know, Emiliano. I'm sorry.

I just wanted to forget about it.

I tried…

…to brush everything under the rug.

But it all came out in the end.

All I know… All I know for sure is…

It's not your fault.

None of this is your fault.

I'm giving myself up.

I'll turn myself in to the cops… or you can punish me yourself.

Whatever you want. I'm all yours.

Take me back.

We'll go to the cops.

Fine.

Mónica… Go back inside.

No, I'm not leaving.

Do as I say or I'll drag you back inside!

What's got into you?

- It's for your own safety! - No, Mom!

Go!

Get inside!

What the hell is going on here?

Emiliano and I are going to the cops.

No. You're not thinking straight. You're having a mental breakdown.

Don't take any notice, Emiliano. He's not thinking straight.

Mental breakdown, my ass. Shit just got real. We're done for.

What do you say we do then? We could go to Chief Rubén…?

Lay down and take it in the ass! It's over. Done. No more lies!

What are you talking about?

- Face the truth! - What are you talking about?

- Don't play dumb, you stupidbitch! - You're a fucking retard, you know?

Emiliano, please don't listen to him. This is all just a show.

A show by this fake ass bitch. It's what he does best!

Are we going on a boat trip, Moni? Can I take Tambor?

Get inside the house, Mónica!

Get to your rooms!

Emiliano! What are you doing?

Wait! Calm down! No…

Calm down! What are you doing?

He's lying! He's lying… Listen to me. He's crazy.

He's obsessed with you.

He's run out of ideas for his art. He's using you.

Please, Emiliano… Calm down!

Emiliano!

Listen to me! Look at me!

That's enough!

What the hell is this?

- Emiliano… Get out of there. - Easy, honey…

- Come on. - Give me the gun.

- Give it here. - Fuck!

It's okay, Emiliano. We won't press charges.

Just leave.

Emiliano!

I'm going to turn myself in! I swear!

Oh, Rigo… Don't be ridiculous.

Why would you turn yourself in?

You gonna kill me?

Hang on… Let me get it on camera.

Fuck you, motherfucker!

Your sole purpose in life is to destroy me!

Shut up!

Shut the fuck up!

Don't be so selfish, you stupid bitch!

Selfish? That's funny coming from you!

Gimme a fucking break!

This isn't about you! For fuck's sake!

It's about me! And my mistakes! My guilt!

Everything's about you, Rigoberto!

Didn't you feel guilty about ruining my career?

You fucking asshole!

You're a fucking nutjob!

You both are!

Don't come near me.

What do you think they did to you?

They won't tell me.

They had my mom abducted.

Rigoberto told me.

No…

They wouldn't do something like that.

My mom isn't like that.

Maybe the people from the mine… but not us.

Really?

Nobody's like that, right?

Bad things just happen.

I wasn't here three years ago, Emiliano.

But what about them…?

Buying shares in the mine…?

I don't know…

I should've gone missing that night too.

I have to live with that.

I'm sorry…

- I don't want to go back. - Go!

Get away from here.

I could kill you.

Put your hands around my throat.

No.

Keep squeezing until I pass out.

Then let go.

What the hell…

I called but you didn't pick up.

Don't show your face again.

Wait!

Jazmín!

Please forgive me.

Okay, a few more questions…

Can you tell me what happened?

I've already told you.

More than once.

Thank you, Brother Aluxe! You're a hero! You're the light!

Had your husband gotten any threats over the past two weeks?

Yes. Many.

- Many. - Who wanted to harm your husband?

The Aluxes…

And Emiliano.

Emiliano?

Yes. I'm sure of it.

Hold him down!

We'll need your help… Would you come with me?

He was hiding in the fields, Sir.

Is that him?

Yes. It's him.

Take him away.

What are they doing? It can't have been him!

- He was with me all night. - Calm down… Mónica! Mónica!

- Mónica! Listen to me! - He was with me!

Why won't you listen to me? He was with me!

Don't move!

Murdering scumbag!

Faster, faster!

Give 'em hell!

Run, brother! Run for your life!

Let him go, you bastards!

Vile scum! Thugs! Animals!

Stop right there! Stop!

Run, brother Aluxe!

- Sorry! I didn't see you! - Get out!

Get out the car, you Bible-thumping nut!

Stop right there!

Stop, motherfucker!

He went this way!

Get the fuck out or I'll kill you!

Back down! Back down!

He can't have gotten far. He was getting tired.

His clothes are there.

There's something up there…

Look! Blood!

He must be here.

Grab it! Grab it!

He's not here.

The bastard's gone.

Or he drowned.

Let's go.

We're almost done packing.

- Thanks for taking care of us. - We're just doing our job.

- I guess we're good to go then. - Sure.

Moni… Come down now.

Pack your things, honey. We're leaving early morning.

Buñuel…

Emiliano! You're alive!

Come here! Come in here!

What did they do to you?

They shot me in the butt.

It's stopped bleeding. But it really hurts.

On TV they said you'd drowned.

I was on TV?

- Can I get you a coffee, officers? - Yes, thank you.

Tell them it wasn't me. I didn't do anything.

My mom said you wouldn't do that much time…

Just wait for this to blow over.

She said she'd find you a good lawyer.

What are you doing here, honey? Let's go. It's getting late.

Mónica… This is no time for games. Seriously…

You have to tell them Emiliano is innocent.

Listen… That boy made a mistake.

He got the wrong idea and killed the wrong person.

Say it…

Or I'll jump.

Honey, please… Get down from there.

- Just confess… - What?

- What do you want me to say? - That Emiliano is innocent!

He didn't kill Rigoberto. I was with him!

Okay! Alright!

I killed him.

Happy now? Now get down from there.

Sweetie, please…

Get down, would you?

Mónica…

Moni…

Mónica!