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Yes.

No, no, I can’t right now.

I'm at the police station with Miren.

Okay. Send me the resolution by email and we'll talk later,

when I leave, okay?

We’re going in. I have to go.

Okay. Bye. "Agur."

Hello.

"Kaixo."

Miren, right? - Yes.

Oihane. I’m from the Victims' Support Department.

How are you?

I’m fine, fine.

Would you like some water or to go to the bathroom

before we start?

No, no, I’m fine. - Okay.

Then let’s go.

The bag.

Did you bring the claim? - Yes.

Two copies.

What’s his name?

Íñigo Gorosmendi.

Address?

Yes. Gran Vía Street, 110. Fifth, first.

Phone number?

The home number or his mobile?

Both, if possible.

Yes.

Eh...

946556929 is the home number.

And 619823745 is his mobile.

One moment. 61982...

3745. Do they call him on his mobile?

I’ll explain it to you now. Email address?

He has his work one.

Do you know it? - No.

But I can find it out.

We’ll take care of it.

Does he use drugs?

Drugs?

No.

Well, he drinks wine with meals, but...

Any addictions? - No.

Do you know if he has weapons or a gun license?

No.

Does he know you’re here?

No.

Are you going to request a protection order?

Do you know how it works, Miren? - No.

We don't intend to do that.

Miren will leave the marital home today.

Do you think you'll be in danger when we notify him about

the claim? - No.

Well, I guess not.

He is currently away, out of town.

How will he get the claim?

They will call him on the phone.

And what will they tell him?

They’ll call and tell him he needs to show up at the police station, that’s it.

Ah.

When will they call?

Probably this afternoon.

Very well.

Should I request the order?

No.

No.

When does Íñigo come home?

Tomorrow.

Don’t talk to him,

neither now nor when he arrives.

No. No calls, no messages.

Have you been able to talk to your sons?

No, no, not yet. Step by step.

Did we do the right thing with the order, right?

We could have requested it, but they wouldn't have given it to you.

And that could hurt us in the trial, it’s better this way.

Do you want me to drive you there?

No, no, I’m fine.

If you need anything, let me know. - Yes.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hello, Miren?

What are you doing here?

You won’t believe it. - And your conference?

The Congress Hall flooded and they sent us home.

Thank goodness I didn’t get on the plane.

Well, that’s something.

What’s for lunch?

I can make lentils.

Quite a mess, huh?

What were you going to eat? - Me?

A salad.

No meat?

Yes, of course.

Then a steak.

Alright.

What’s that suitcase by the door?

It’s for Ion,

for a friend who’s going on a trip.

I wonder when I’ll have a friend who doesn’t need anything.

Well.

Yes?

Yes, it’s me.

How?

Ah, no. No, no, I’m sorry.

I won’t be able to next week because...

Yeah, well, but I can’t...

I’m getting a call from Administration to tell me

that the conference is postponed to next week.

I can’t go next week.

Don’t do it much longer, please. - No.

Taxi!

Taxi!

Where are we going?

Yes. Calle Cadagua, 22.

Was it Caragua?

Cadagua.

To Zorroza. We’re going to Zorroza, and I’ll tell you where to go.

Don’t worry, it’s just a second.

Cadagua, 22.

Can we go now? - Yes, of course.

Seatbelt, please.

Hello. - Hello.

Mari Carmen.

Mari Carmen, it’s me,

Charo’s daughter, your neighbor.

Mari Carmen, can you hear me?

I’ll help you. - No need, I’m used to it.

It’s no trouble at all, woman.

Well, thank you.

Do you know Mari Carmen, the one from the second left?

Do you live here?

Oh, sorry, no. I’m from the second right.

I was coming to drop some things off, but I lost my keys.

And Mari Carmen always had a copy. I was waiting for her.

Yes, yes, I know Mari Carmen. - Oh, really?

Yes, but she went to the village, or that’s what she told me.

Why don’t you call a locksmith? If it’s an emergency, they’ll open it for you.

You just need to show your ID, but they’ll open the door for you.

How the ID?

Yes. The address has to match, and they’ll charge you a fortune,

but they’ll open it.

Right, but the flat is my mother's. Well, it was.

I don’t live here yet. - I don’t know.

Maybe the building manager can help you.

Though you can’t get a hold of him.

Sorry, can I charge my phone at your place?

"Yes?"

Hello. Hello. Is Ion there?

"No, he’s not."

Is he in class?

"Ah... I think so."

I’m his mother. Can I come up?

"Yes, of course."

Hello.

Hello.

Nice to meet you.

Come in.

Do you want some?

No, no, thanks. My stomach's not feeling great.

Are you going on a trip?

Hey, do you know if my son will be back soon?

His phone is off.

He usually gets back around 4:00 PM.

Yes.

Uh-huh.

If you don’t mind, I’ll lie down for a while in his room.

The bed’s probably not made.

Thanks.

It’s lemon water.

It works really well here.

Thank you.

Hello. - Hello, Ion.

How’s it going? - Good. And you?

Hello.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

Why didn’t you pick up your phone?

The battery’s dead, I’ve got nothing.

Sorry.

Did you make my bed?

You’re something else.

Did you call me nine times? - Yes.

Yes.

What’s going on?

Sit down.

Are you okay?

Can you pass it to me?

Are you sure?

Yes.

I’ve never seen you smoke. - Yeah.

I quit a long time ago.

You know how "aita" can’t stand tobacco.

Tell me about it.

I left home.

And why’s that?

Did you have a fight?

No.

No, I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I took what I could and went to Mom’s house.

Paula, my lawyer,

has already started the separation process.

You’ve got a lawyer?

Yes.

And what’s "aita" think about it?

"Aita" will receive a registered letter.

You left and didn’t tell him anything.

Well, first I wanted to tell you.

Aitor doesn’t know either. - No.

He doesn’t know anything.

Believe me, it’s better this way. - No, it’s not better this way.

Mom, leaving like that... - It’s better this way,

because this morning I filed a claim against your "aita" at a police station.

What do you mean you filed a claim?

Why?

Hello. - Hello, son.

How are you? - Good.

How’s it going? - Good.

"Grandma!" - Oh, Iker!

It’s for you. - What did you make me? A coffee.

Is it the one I like? - Yes.

Let me try. Let’s see. - Hello.

Hello.

Mmm, this is delicious.

The coffee is amazing. Can you make me another one?

Okay.

Yes, but this time put milk in it, please.

Iker, Iker.

There, where we usually make the blue teapot.

The milk is here.

And the sugar.

Hasn't he gone to school?

He hasn't gone to school, no. He's a bit weird... He has a fever, I think.

Well, it'll go away in a day.

Shall we talk in the kitchen?

Yes.

He called me "dad" before.

He was at work and he didn't stop until I picked up the phone.

Did he go to the police station?

He called me when he left.

Okay, so your father already knows everything.

And you say it like that, "mama"?

How so?

Let's see, can you explain to me what's going on? I don't understand anything.

"Mama."

"Aita" told me that you have filed a report against him for gender violence.

Yes.

Why?

Honey, this is not easy for me.

If you want to separate or divorce, you don't have to file a report against him,

You know that, right? - I know, I know.

Okay. - Bring me some water, please.

- Sure. - I'm thirsty.

Here.

Thank you.

Okay. Can you explain, please? We have a right to know

why you are filing a report against him. - He told you.

For gender violence. - That's all I know.

Are you aware of what it means for you to file a complaint "aita" for that?

So, do you know what you're doing?

Yes.

Because I've seen you two argue and argue and yell at each other.

Or have you never yelled at him? - No... it's not the same.

- Oh, it's not the same. - No.

Okay, it's not the same.

If he yells at you, it's gender violence. If you yell at him, nothing.

You realize how stupid you are, right?

It doesn't make any sense.

Who has tricked you? - Speak to him nicely.

They've always yelled at each other. Yes or no?

Aitor...,

I didn't file a claim against him for yelling at me.

Okay.

Because he's never hit you. He hasn't hit you, "ama."

No.

No.

So, why exactly did you file the complaint?

"Ama",

You don't have to say anything. - Damn, Ion, he's your "dad".

And she's your "mum" too. You don't even let her speak.

Shut up, Ion.

Speak well. - It's my house

and you have no idea

what this means. - For rape.

For rape.

The complaint states how your father

raped me

repeatedly for 20 years.

Did you want to know? Well...

Well, that's it.

You know that.

Yeah.

Fuck.

Fuck.

"Ama," you were married, you're still married, actually.

- Yeah, right. - So?

So...

He did it while he was married.

He forced you.

Yes.

He grabbed you, he held you. - No.

No. He forced you without grabbing you then.

Yes. I didn't want to.

Okay. And you told him you didn't want to?

I didn't want to.

But did you tell him?

He knew I didn't want to.

That's obvious. - Why didn't you tell him?

Why didn't you refuse?

Honey, because I was afraid of your father.

"Ama", how will "aita" know that you don't want to if you don't tell him?

How will he know that you don't want to? - Is it so hard to just believe me?

Aitor, is it so hard?

Is it so hard?

Please.

Are you taking anything? Have you changed your pills or...?

Aitor...,

I'm not going to answer you any more.

Okay.

Where is she?

I just want to talk to her.

I want to know what's going on. I don't know what to do, I don't know her.

- "- Dad," you better go. - Listen to me.

- I just want to talk to her. - Okay.

Aitor, I'm taking Iker to the park.

Yes, thanks, all the better.

"Mama."

"Mama," can you hear me?

Yes.

"Daddy" has come, okay?

He's here so you can talk things over and sort them out.

"Mum."

Come on, Aitor, leave me, leave me.

Leave me alone.

Miren.

Miren.

Miren.

Miren, it's me.

Can you hear me?

Miren.

I don't know... I don't know what's going on, but I'm not mad,

So relax, okay?

I just want us to talk, you and I to talk.

Miren come out, please. - No.

I can't talk to you.

Why can't you talk to me? What's wrong?

Miren.

Open the door. - Aitor,

Tell him to go away.

Dad... - Wait, wait. Let's see.

Miren.

Miren, for God's sake.

Oh my God, Miren, it's me.

Why are you doing this to me?

We've been together our whole fucking lives.

I can't believe you think those things about me.

What's happening to you?

I don't want to talk.

But why don't you want to talk?

Let's see.

Let's see, forgive me.

Forgive me, okay?

I apologize for everything that... for everything that may have happened.

I just want you to listen to me, okay?

At least, listen to me.

I'm not a fool,

I know that you had a really bad time when your mother died.

And I didn't know how to be with you.

And, honestly, you don't know how sorry I am.

I really do.

But I promise you that that will change.

We still have time to... to fix everything.

Huh?

Can you hear me?

You're my only family, you're all I have.

I promise you that everything will change and that from now on

I promise you that we will be together, that I will be with you, okay?

Please come home.

Please come back home.

Íñigo...,

talk to your lawyer.

Where do I take you?

I have the bag at your house.

Yeah, but where are you going to sleep?

I don't know, in a hotel or something.

Weren't you going to the "mama" house?

Yes, but I don't have the keys.

And what happened in the apartment?

It's flooded.

"Do you want to drink?".

No, "thank you". - No?

Huh? - If you want something else

other than water. - No thanks.

Flooded? What do you say, man?

Wow, my bathroom in Zaragoza flooded too,

where I told them I lived before. What we did was call the insurance company.

So, have you called?

What is insurance?

Yes.

Like... like "insurance".

Oh, no, no, no.

No, I'll help you. It doesn't cost me anything.

No, no, no, you're the guest.

Okay? - Okay.

Thanks.

Hey.

Are you okay?

I'll tell you tomorrow, okay?

Okay.

I'm going to sleep.

Ion.

Mmm.

You believe me, right?

"Ama"...,

Now the important thing is that you are okay.

Good night.

Good night.

Holy crap!

Fuck!

"Daddy".

"Daddy".

Ion.

Are you okay? - Yes, yes.

I couldn't sleep,

I went to get something to drink and I cut myself with the glass.

I should have turned on the light. I don't know where my head is.

Let's see. Can I have a look?

Come, sit down.

Where's your mother? Have you talked to her?

Now we're going to heal this, okay?

I'll be right back.

Does it hurt? - No.

What a good doctor you would have been.

Don't believe it.

Here, press yourself here.

I'm going to leave this.

No need, son, I'll do it myself.

Nothing, don't worry.

"Daddy"... - Tell your mother that I love her.