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MONDAY, 17 OCTOBER

Fuck.

Remember when I said you couldn't fuck things up any more?

Yes.

I underestimated you.

You're right.

OK, look, Sergio.

It all happened so fast. Ana hit him on the head with a duck...

- With a duck? - Yes, but that's not important.

- There was so much blood... - Mac.

- What? - Ana killed Néstor.

- Everything's important. - But...

Listen to me.

You have to hand yourselves in.

But she might not have killed him.

What?

Because he moved.

What do you mean he moved?

That's what I'm trying to tell you, if you'll let me. OK?

I was pulling him from those bushes and he made this jerking movement.

Maybe it was one of those post-mortem spasms.

Right? It could be.

I'm a lawyer, not a doctor.

Please, Sergio. If he's alive, we can still fix this.

Will you check?

God damn it, Mac!

Thank you.

Wait! Better we use a stick.

Use the stick.

No, not like that. Try and turn him over.

- –You want to do it? - No.

Were his eyes closed?

No.

Or maybe they were.

I don't know.

It all happened so fast when...

Maybe when Ana hit him he was blinking and...

And he stayed like that.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- Is that the right side? - You only have a pulse on one side?

Oh, my God!

- Sergio, he's alive! - Yeah, he's alive.

He's alive. Thank you, thank you, thank you!

- Your ass is saved. Help me lift him up. - OK.

Néstor, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Listen. Ana hit you over the head, because you killed Iván, remember?

Never mind. We'll call an ambulance and get you to hospital.

Where's Maca?

Mac... Mac's right here.

Maca.

Hi, Néstor.

Twasnat.

What?

Twasnat.

Twasnat?

Nat.

- What? - It was...

Nat.

- What? - Natalia.

YOU SHALL NOT LIE

This is Gala Garrido, in Belmonte...

THREE DAYS LATER THURSDAY, 20 OCTOBER

...in this cabin, where police found the body of Néstor Valbuena Giner,

Iván Soler's murderer.

The body was found buried in lime,

just a few meters from here.

An autopsy is being carried out to confirm his identity,

but everything indicates that Néstor was hiding in the cabin

when someone found him, killed him, buried him,

then set the cabin ablaze to destroy the evidence.

October will remain hot until the end.

In the center and north of Spain,

It will remain hot for the last ten days of the month.

The south will get some light rain, but temperatures will remain low.

Temperatures will remain more or less as they are for the time being.

YOLI'S DOCTOR CALLING

Hello?

Excuse me, excuse me... Excuse me.

- Excuse me. - Yes?

- Yolanda Serra's husband? - Yes.

I'm Dr. Montes. It was me who called. I'm on night duty.

- Yes. - I thought the line got cut off.

- No, sorry, I just... - It's OK, not to worry.

- How is she? - It seems she's OK.

- Really? - Yes, yes.

- Really? - Yes.

She'll be in the recovery room until tomorrow morning,

when you'll be able to see her.

Thank you!

- Thank you, Doctor! - You're welcome!

- Sorry, I'll let you go now. - It's OK.

The nurse who was with her when she woke up said she'd asked for you.

- Really? - Yes, she said your name.

- That's wonderful! - Yes.

Go home, get some rest and come back tomorrow at 8, when you can see her.

Thank you, Doctor, you're... Thank you so much.

OK, see you later, Néstor.

OK, let's suppose the body is Néstor.

- It is Néstor. - You don't know that yet.

OK...

I had some sugar around here.

How many different deaths are you expecting in Belmonte in one week?

OK, it's Néstor. So...

What's the theory? Someone helps him escape then kills him?

Could be.

Then buries his body in lime

and sets fire to the cabin to destroy any trace he was there.

Kind of a shitty plan, no? It led us straight to him.

Who's Yolanda?

What?

Yolanda.

No one.

- No one? - She's a friend of mine.

Why's her name on the wall?

Because she had an accident the same day Néstor disappeared.

She's in a coma.

And what does she have to do with Néstor?

Nothing.

- Nothing? - Nothing.

It happened the same day, that's all.

That's why the Belmonte sign's destroyed.

- You're a smart cookie. - We drove past on our way to the cabin.

- Yeah, it's on the way. - Come on, Maite. What?

I'm figuring it out! That's why there's a fucking post-it there.

Are we working together or are you going to keep hiding things?

Do I have a choice?

- That's it, I've told you everything. - You're funny, Maite

- You have my word. - Look.

I'm going to tell you everything too.

What's that?

I found it a few meters from the cabin.

You've got a nerve.

No fingerprints.

This M could stand for Macarena.

- That's not hers. It's too tacky. - We'll see.

And...

- There's something else. - What?

I don't have a wife or daughters.

- You don't have daughters? - Or a wife.

OK.

OK.

Anyway...

- Who had a reason to kill him? - Well...

- Let's see. - What's that?

Photos from Facebook.

I'm there too... Am I a suspect?

Only if we hang you on the wall.

Who's going up first?

Iván's parents. Ana and Diego.

I knew you were in Morocco. Dad told us straight away.

I don't believe it.

- I imagined he'd told you I was dead. - No, not at all.

It was his way of reminding us that you could come back,

but you didn't want to.

Oh, how sweet of him. Thank you!

Why did you leave?

Well...

From the first contraction, that stabbing pain, you know?

I could feel it wasn't worth it.

I never had any maternal instinct.

- Never? - No, never.

I just went along with it, but...

- I should never have had you. - Wow!

But it took you 15 years to leave.

Yes! I sacrificed my life until I had raised you.

Thanks so much, Mom. That was really good of you.

Maquita, honey,

I get you need to make sense of me abandoning you,

but come on... It can't be so difficult for you.

Like you, I'm much more than a housewife, a mother and a wife.

I did exactly what you've done.

In the end, you've gotten rid of your husband.

Only in my case,

instead of screwing a student and leaving a trail of disaster and tragedy,

I simply disappeared.

- Fuck you! - Excuse me?

Honey, I'm your mother. I have to be honest with you.

Don't be so sensitive. OK, I'm sorry, honey.

I know you don't want to talk about it. Let's talk about something fun.

If Natalia stops by, do you want me to tell her something?

- To call me! - And that you love her?

Goodbye.

Well, I love you.

Mothers.

We never get it right.

Are you OK, honey?

Hey! Hey!

Drinking doesn't help.

And what does help?

Only time can cure death.

And sometimes, not even that.

THURSDAY

- Listen to me. - What?

- Natalia has murdered someone. - I know.

- She has to hand herself in. - No.

No. That would ruin her life.

Sergio.

She pushed Iván of a cliff and stabbed him 20 times.

- 20 times? - Yes.

Holy shit! 20?

- Maca, Maca... - Just shut up a moment, will you?

Shit, she's not right in the head.

Who stabs someone 20 times then tries to pin it on their mother?

- Who does that? She's not right. - Of course she isn't.

So, what do we do?

- It'll be worse if they lock her up. - It will?

- Yes! - So, then...

She's a minor. She'd get eight years at most

and in a juvenile detention center, not a prison.

- Eight years? - Worst case scenario.

- Shit, Sergio. eight years. - Half for good behavior.

Mac, she'd be out in four.

She'd be 21, with her whole life still ahead of her.

They come out messed up, Sergio. I've treated kids like that. Please, Sergio.

It's much better than spending her life hiding the fact she killed someone.

You're a psychiatrist. The best thing she can do is confess.

Confess.

- I'll make sure her sentence is fair. - Sergio, stop thinking like a lawyer.

Imagine it was your daughter.

- What would you do? - I'd tell her to hand herself in.

When Lucia uploaded that video, you covered for her.

But we're talking about a murder here!

Mac, listen to me.

If she hands herself in,

she'll get treatment to help her accept what she did.

Really?

Everyone will look at her like she's crazy.

- She'll be a murderer her whole life. - Minors don't get criminal records.

Twitter, Facebook, the TV!

- It'll ruin her life. - Don't scream.

It'll ruin her whole life.

You're the psychiatrist.

- What's wrong with her, Néstor? - I don't know, darling.

- How could I know? - You don't know?

It could be a psychotic episode,

a violent emotion, a mental disorder...

- They're very different things. - OK, a violent emotion.

- But what if it's not that? - We need time.

- We need time. - We don't have time.

The longer she takes to confess, the worse it'll be.

Fuck...

Please, just trust me.

- I'm talking sense. - I don't know...

- I know what I'm talking about. - You're her dad.

Of course you want us to trust you. And what about all the blood he's lost?

You're in no state to be giving advice.

- I'm fine and I know what I'm saying. - I don't think you do.

Yes, I do!

Mac.

It's what's best for her. Shall I call Maite?

Maca, Maca... My love, my love. What happened isn't your fault.

But what we decide from now on is our responsibility.

It's what's best for her.

This isn't easy for me either. She's my niece.

Four years, Sergio.

- Four years. - Shall I call her?

MONDAY

FRIDAY

Coming!

OK, I'm coming!

Good morning, Ana.

- Hi, I'm Beto. - Hello.

- I'm... - My assistant.

- Colleague. - Helper.

Can we come in?

Yes, yes, of course.

- Would you like coffee? - No, thanks. We don't want anything.

I'll have one, Ana.

OK.

Excuse the mess.

Is your husband home?

- Diego? - Do you have another one?

- No. - No, two would be too much hard work!

Is he here?

No, he's not.

He's not here.

- We'd like to speak to both of you, Ana. - Well... I don't know what to tell you.

Leave that. Beto will do it.

- Yes. - Yes.

- Yeah? - Come take a seat.

Sure, sure. Don't you worry.

- OK. - Have a seat.

- Are you OK? - Yes, yes, I'm fine.

We just want to know what you did yesterday at midday.

Yesterday?

Yesterday...

First, we went to...

The tribute for Iván.

Then...

We came back home...

I had to go to the supermarket to buy glue for one of Iván's models...

Then to the club, to see his horse, poor thing.

And...

Then... Sorry...

Then we came back here

and I found out that Diego was dead.

Néstor, Néstor. That Néstor was dead.

We'll check that out.

- Can anyone confirm it? - Yes.

At the tribute, all of Belmonte.

At home, Diego and Sofía, then...

At the supermarket, Iris and Natalia,

at the club, Macarena

and then at home, Diego again.

It's a small community.

I'd forgotten how small.

I grew up here. I was one year above you at school.

My name's Beto Medina.

- Sorry, I don't remember. - You don't?

They called him Beto Medina, face like a wiener.

- Nobody called me that. - If you say so.

What's this all about?

A body's appeared and we think it's Néstor's.

- Forensics will confirm by tomorrow. - Well, I'm glad.

That's why I'm here.

I need to know where you and Diego were,

because you have most reasons to want him dead.

Well, you've done that now.

- And where's Diego? - I don't know.

He probably went for groceries.

- Ask him to call us when he gets back. - Sure.

- No problem. - OK.

Diego went out without his car? Because his car's in the driveway.

- Oh, well maybe he took mine. - No, yours is outside too.

Oh, well then...

Maybe he went for a walk.

- On foot. - For a walk? Diego?

I don't know, Maite. I just woke up.

So, when was the last time you saw him?

- Yesterday? - When yesterday?

Yesterday...

Yesterday...

When we found out about Néstor, I think.

OK. And how did he react.

Badly. Really badly.

He left to...

He left.

Excuse me.

Put out a search warrant for Diego Soler, for the murder of Néstor Valbuena.

And find his cell phone before he turns it off, please.

Thanks, Ana.

Hi, good morning.

We're bringing her out now.

You have a very strong wife.

She hasn't been left with any permanent damage,

so with a little rehab to strengthen the muscles,

she'll be as good as new in no time.

She has memory lapses, but that's normal in these cases.

- Lapses? - It's nothing serious.

Not remembering the accident is common,

but she has no neuronal damage.

Thank you, Doctor.

Here she is.

We'll leave you two alone.

You look terrible!

You...

You look beautiful.

OK.

Where are the kids?

I haven't told them yet. I wanted to be sure you were OK.

Call them.

Óscar.

She's awake.

Yes.

- She's awake? - Yes.

And she's fine. She's perfectly fine!

- Yes, it's true! - Can I talk to her?

Yes, yes. Hang on.

- Hello? - She can hear you.

- Hello! - Mom?

- Hi! - Hi!

I'll be right there, OK?

- I love you. - Me too, honey. So much.

OK, I'll get Iris and be right there.

- OK, hurry! - I love you!

I love you both so much.

- He got emotional. - Yeah.

I saw Néstor.

- He's alive, Arturo. - Shit, Yoli.

The doctor said you have to stay calm.

We'll talk about this later.

- OK? - I remember his face.

And then...

I don't remember anything else.

You don't remember what happened?

No.

So, you saw Néstor

and then, all of a sudden...

Nothing from that moment onwards?

- They told me I had a car crash. - Yes.

- But what about before? - Before?

Between seeing Néstor and the accident.

What do you know?

- Me? Nothing. If you don't remember... - No. I don't remember.

- But Néstor's alive. - No... He's dead.

No. I don't know what they threw off that cliff, but it wasn't Néstor.

I know, but he's dead now. He was alive then, but now he's dead again.

What?

Yesterday, they found him buried in a grave.

Murdered?

- So it seems. - Oh, my God, Arturo.

OK, listen to me...

The last thing I remember

is following the GPS in Macarena's car to a cabin,

and Néstor was there, alive.

We have to tell the police.

- No. - What?

No, no, no. Néstor is dead now, so they know he was alive before.

- This isn't new information. - What are you talking about?

Ana thinks she killed Néstor.

Look, the official line is that they're still...

They don't know if it's his body.

So we have to tell them it is.

No, let's wait and see what forensics say.

Why would we do that?

Macarena tricked Ana and let her believe she'd killed Néstor.

- Call Maite. - I can't call Maite.

- Why not? - Because...

When I went to get your things from the car after the accident...

In the trunk, I found Néstor's tennis bag.

In my car?

With a lot of money in it.

- Why was it there? - We don't know.

Did he give it to me?

Or you took it from him.

Anyway, you were in a coma and I didn't know, so...

Well, I used it to pay off our debts.

You didn't tell the police?

I thought if you'd put it in the trunk it was... for a reason.

- Arturo! - What?

They could've found Néstor and saved him.

Oh sure, now it's my fault!

- Well... - No! Well nothing!

No, no! Listen to me.

You can't call the police.

It would come out about the embezzlement and... no, no!

So what, Arturo? We can't let Macarena carry on tricking Ana.

And...

What if you've forgotten something and you're making a mistake?

No, listen.

You gave your word you'd keep quiet.

You owe them that.

At least talk to Macarena and Ana first, see what they say, OK?

Right?

- What are you doing? - Trying to get up.

- No, no, no. - Let me try.

Get off me, Arturo!

Help me up. That's it. OK.

- OK, now let go of me. - No, no.

- Let go, Arturo, I feel fine. - OK, OK.

OK.

Give me a hand.

OK, go get me discharged.

- God damn it, Yoli. - Go on. Go, go!

OK, OK.

FRIDAY

MONDAY

Well?

- Good. - How'd it go?

Good. We threw the lambs off the cliff and Ana doesn't suspect a thing.

- Is he here? - Yes, he's inside.

OK, how can I tell you this? We have a problem.

Yolanda saw us.

What?

We convinced her not to say anything, but...

I don't know how long she'll keep it in.

Look, Mac, I've taken this far enough already.

You know I'd do anything for you, but I have a daughter.

This isn't going to end well. I'm really sorry...

But I'm out.

I'm sorry.

- Any last advice about Yolanda? - Yes.

Go to the police.

MONDAY

FRIDAY

- She hasn't come home. - Natalia?

She's been missing since yesterday.

She heard the news about Néstor, and she hasn't come home.

- Have you called Iris? - Yes, she's not there.

OK, I'll ask Maite what she can find out. Listen, it'll all be OK.

OK.

Come with me.

Whisky?

Néstor.

I know the same as you.

I just know what you told me.

That when you and Néstor were alone in the cabin, he told you that...

He was the one who killed Iván,

that he made up the story about Natalia so we wouldn't call the police...

And then he left.

He did leave.

Then how did he come back and end up in that hole?

I don't know.

Maybe it's not him.

What about the ring?

I don't know, Sergio. I don't know.

And what did you talk about the last time you saw him?

Are you interrogating me?

No.

- Sounds like an interrogation to me. - A little bit.

OK, so you think I killed him, buried him and set fire to the cabin?

No, I did that.

You did what?

When you told me he'd left,

I waited a while, then went to the cabin and set it on fire.

Fuck, Sergio!

Why did you do that?

The place was covered in our fingerprints.

I didn't know he was buried there.

I'm going to ask you a question, and I need you to be honest.

If you'd killed him, would you tell me?

No.

No?

No, I wouldn't implicate you.

But it wasn't me. Why the hell would I kill Néstor?

I've got no idea why you'd want to kill him,

but you're telling me you burnt down the cabin, so...

Mac...

Swear you had nothing to do with it.

You first.

I swear.

Me too.

- We're in deep shit. - I know.

If that body is Néstor's, they'll trace it back to us.

It'll be near impossible to convince them we didn't kill him.

- Shit. - What?

They've put out a search warrant for Diego.

- Why? - That's all I know.

OK!

- Hello. - Thanks, but we're not interested.

I'm here to see Nat.

I thought you were selling something. Anyway, Natalia's not here.

- I saw her. She's in the garden. - I'm telling you, she's not here.

She's my friend. Will you let me in, or do I have to shout?

- Are you deaf or something? - Nat!

OK, OK!

What an unpleasant voice you have.

- Did they fire the other carer? - Hey! I'm not a carer.

I'm Natalia's grandmother.

Wow! Weren't you dead?

No, not yet. Look.

Why are you here?

That's none of your...

The wind blew me here.

Hi, Iris.

- Hey. How are you? - Iris, now I get it.

You're Yolanda Serra's daughter.

I know you from my granddaughter's Facebook.

You know my mom?

I should think so. She slept with my husband.

What?

Excuse me, but he was a gorgeous man.

A long time ago.

You're a little bit too young,

or you could've been his daughter and you'd be...

You'd be Natalia's cousin. No, wait.

You'd be granddaughter and daughter and that'd make you aunt and niece.

How funny, no?

OK, girls, if you need me, I'll be in the kitchen.

They're as dull as ditchwater.

- She's nuts. - Who isn't?

That's true, but my mom and your granddad... I'm freaking out.

- How old's that mummy? You think... - I don't give a shit.

OK... Fuck.

Look, Nat.

Your dad was killed. What can you do?

The way I see it, it's depression or action.

- Drop it. - Man, we're depressed.

No, it's not that.

You want me to go? I'll come and go every day until you wana talk?

- You want me to stay? I'll stay. - Iris.

What?

My mom killed Iván.

Come on, give me a break.

Wasn't it Néstor? Your dad.

How do you know?

I saw her. I was there.

Shit.

The fucking disappearance at the festival.

I found you in the dressing room and you were...

You'd just seen it.

- Why didn't you say? - Would you snitch on your mom?

No, course not. She's your mom. Shit...

What a fucking mess!

This is unbelievable, Nat.

And you're telling me. Why are you telling me?

Because I trust you and I need you to help me.

Of course. How?

I think my dad covered for my mom

and that's why my mom killed him.

Are you for real? That's crazy. How do you know?

I can't prove it, but I know.

Since my mom fucked Iván, she's been trying to get rid of my dad.

That's why she killed him. Well, both of them.

I know.

- OK. What are you thinking? - To turn her in.

Tell them you saw her killing Iván.

I can't. I was there too. I helped her hide the knives.

My prints are everywhere. They could blame me.

OK, what do you want to do?

What did they say?

To wait.

Your ex is especially cryptic when talking to me.

She loves those few seconds of power.

And what do you think?

That she's still in love with you.

You had that one all ready to go.

Diego had a motive.

Maybe he found him. Why'd he escape otherwise?

- Are you serious? - I'm asking as a husband.

Oh, sure.

Hey, your sister tells you everything. Right?

I'm asking as a lawyer.

The night Néstor disappeared,

your sister called around three in the morning.

You got out of bed and didn't come back until ten.

I didn't think much of it at the time.

I thought you were being the great brother giving emotional support.

But now I know what I know...

I'd be so bold as to say that your sister

is in one of her messes.

Is this your defense of Diego? Accusing Mac and I?

I'm sure she was in that cabin with Néstor,

but I find it hard to believe she didn't tell you.

Either we helped him escape, or we killed him.

You can't have it both ways.

Then your client tried to flee, which makes him look guilty.

I'd come up with a more realistic defense, if I were you.

Something like...

Temporary insanity.

Understandable. He'd just lost his son.

Then comes his survival instinct. He wants to avoid jail, so he runs.

Who escapes without a car?

Diego.

We tracked his phone two hours from here.

Without any hard evidence, the judge is allowing me

to bring him back for questioning only.

This is me telling you as his lawyer.

- Maite. - Let's go.

- Hey, man! - Hey!

- I'll be right there. - Come on!

Bertín!

How are you? Beto Medina.

- Sofía. - Sofía?

Your Diego's lawyer and also the wife of Sergio,

who's the brother of Macarena, who slept with Iván,

the son of Diego, your client.

And Néstor, the husband of Macarena, your brother-in-law, and yours too,

killed Iván, the son of your client.

And now, Maite, the ex-wife of Sergio,

is looking for your client, to arrest him for Néstor's murder.

That's more or less the situation.

Isn't he clever? He did all that in his head.

You have a lovely community here.

- Good day. - Good day.

Who's that asshole?

My best friend from high school.

May I?

I'm coming.

Ana.

- What's wrong? - You have to help me, Mac.

- What? - You have to help me.

- What's happened? - I killed Diego.

- What? - Yes.

- Ana. - He didn't...

He didn't believe I'd killed Néstor.

- We can't talk about this here. - He thought Néstor was at the cabin.

- So, you... - I told him! It slipped out!

OK, come inside.

The thing is, we went to the woods, because he wanted to see Néstor's body.

- So, I took him to the woods... - Ana, please.

Hold on. I don't understand what you're saying.

- We have to go and get Diego's body! - Ana! Calm down.

Just stop. I need you to tell me again from the beginning.

- Everything you've just said. - I killed Diego.

Shit. OK, Ana...

- Wait here a second, OK? - OK.

- Don't move, don't speak. - OK.

- Just stay right here, OK? - OK.

Arturo, what is it?

- We said we wouldn't speak. - I know, but she woke up.

Yolanda woke up

and she wanted to call the police.

I stopped her, but she's about to knock on your front door.

Fucking hell, Arturo.

Fuck.

FRIDAY

MONDAY

Hi, Sergio.

I was just calling to tell you...

To tell you that everything went fine.

He's gone now.

And...

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