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[birds chirping softly]

[bed creaks as weight shifts]

[soft footsteps]

[shutters rattle]

[soft snoring]

[man] It's after 7:30.

[woman moans softly]

[woman] I know… Mm.

[man] Get dressed, and I'll make you something, okay?

-That sound good? -[both chuckle]

-Good morning. -Hey there.

[both chuckle]

[Ema moans softly]

No. [hesitant whimper]

No, I really don't want to go.

-No? -Mm-hmm.

Tell them you're sick.

[Argentine tune playing over stereo]

-[man] Tea? -[Ema] No, I'll have coffee.

-Oh, son of a bitch. Mm. -Something wrong?

I forgot to pick up those jams I ordered for everyone in the office.

-Oh. -[light thud]

-There he is. Good morning. -Morning.

-[Ema] Good morning. -See ya.

Hey, give me a kiss. I won't be back 'till Friday.

Mm.

[sarcastic] What an affectionate son I've got!

Have a nice trip, Mom.

-Thank you. -At least you get a kiss.

-Mm. -What time's your flight?

-[door closes] -Mm-mm. I have to leave in… half an hour.

I'm gonna take a quick bike ride. I'll drive you when I'm back.

-Aw, thanks. -Of course.

Don't change the music.

[chuckles]

-[radio shifts to a new station] -[door closes]

["I Say a Little Prayer" by Aretha Franklin playing over radio]

♪ …and wondering what dress to wear now ♪

♪ I say a little prayer for you ♪

-Wait, wait, wait, wait. -What is it?

Hey.

Mm.

Thank you.

When I get to work today, I'll tell Serrano that I'm done.

I can't take all this coming and going, and I want to spend my time here with you.

Well, that sounds marvelous.

-Hey, wait. I'm being serious. -[chuckles]

-I know you are. -You don't think that I'll do it, do you?

Okay.

Listen, you agreed to this move, which is huge,

so whatever you choose, I'll support you.

I'm just happy we're finally here. That's good enough for me.

Our son too, even if he doesn't shout it from the rooftops.

[chuckles]

-Mwah. -Be right back.

♪ Forever and ever you'll stay in my heart And I will love you… ♪

[soft rattling as wheels roll]

[thud]

[tense music slowly creeps in]

[low rumble of engine still running]

[gasping]

[tense music continues]

♪ …my darling, believe me ♪

♪ Believe me… ♪

CAUGHT

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY HARLAN COBEN

[Ema] Here's the foundation, where they found his car.

Lake Nahuel Huapi and Lake Moreno.

If he passed this way, he went through Puerto López.

If not, he would've traveled to the city through Bariloche. Who knows?

-What? -You alright?

-Yes. -It's just that, yesterday--

-I've never seen you like that before. -Don't worry, I'm fine.

-Let's focus. -Sure.

-There have to be people who know him… -Ema.

-[Vicky] I'll look into it. -[click]

[reporter 1] How long have you been tracking him?

ALLEGED CHILD ABUSER AT LARGE

Two months. He used an online game to target students.

Your colleague, Ema Garay, worked on the investigation.

Thanks to her, we were able to identify the suspect.

[reporter 2] Is it true that Garay had sexual relations

with the fugitive suspect?

[Herrera] I have no idea. You'd have to ask her.

-You did what? -Wait, how did they even hear about that?

-I told Herrera myself. -[Vicky] Ema!

-Are you out of your mind? Why? -[Ema] I have nothing to hide.

-They were gonna find out sooner or later. -I don't understand. What happened?

When I interviewed Camila Costa's family, he was there.

Later, he called me and agreed to an interview.

Guess he realized I was onto him, so he called me and seduced me.

-I fell for it like a moron. -[sighs]

No, don't make that face at me.

The man is a psychopath, a professional liar.

We have to figure out how he operates. See what's really behind that foundation.

He won't get far without outside help.

"Feminazi."

"Hack journalism has just recruited its newest member."

"Garay has thrown away the last ten years of her career."

-This is bad. -Check if I have any new followers.

The best you can do now is to keep out of the spotlight.

-For a few days, at least. -I'm not in any spotlight.

You went to bed with the prime suspect of your investigation.

I didn't know Mercer was the guy I was investigating!

[Diego] Now you do.

Every media mouthpiece will be on TV, claiming you're overly involved.

You've been compromised.

No one said that with Ariana Nasbro.

Back then we weren't about to partner with Tando.

-What does that have to do with this? -This might wreck the deal for us.

A search warrant was just issued for the foundation where Leo Mercer works.

We need to cover that. What's the move?

I don't know, Ema. I don't know.

-But we have to be smart about this. -I completely agree.

But while we're figuring that out, we need to get ready to cover that search.

-[Leo] Wait, wh-- What's goin' on? -[Ema] Leo? What are you doing here?

[Leo] A girl called asking for help. I don't understand what you're doing here.

Why are you chatting with an underage girl?

[Leo] I would never… I didn't chat with any girl.

[Ema] Were you here to abuse a little girl?

[Leo] Abuse? Seriously? But she was the one asking for my help.

Why are you recording me? Put that down!

For fuck's sake, turn that thing off!

-[Ema] Really? In the middle of the night? -Where is she? What happened?

[unsettling music playing]

[Ema] How many girls have you abused, Leo?

[Leo] What's going on? Ema, what are you talking about?

-[Ema] Girls like Camila Costa! -[Leo] What? Are you completely insane?

-[Ema] You were at the skate park. -[man] Cami.

Everything's all right.

I need to talk to your father. Is he here?

[unsettling music continues]

Don't be afraid, Cami. It's okay.

[Isabel] Cami! Cami!

Why are you here?

-Get the hell out, son of a bitch! -[Leo] Wait, listen!

-Go inside the house! -[Leo] You've known me for 15 years.

You know me.

-I'd never do that to your daughter! -[Isabel] Son of bitch!

-[Leo] Where's Facundo? -Stay away!

-I just want to talk. -Get out! I said get the fuck out! Out!

Get out! Get out!

[tense music playing]

[Isabel whimpers]

Oh, sure, yeah. Thank you.

Bye now.

Martina. She's at Flor's?

-I just called. Flor's asleep by herself. -Mm.

Hey, listen, Abril. Please call if Martina's with you. Thanks.

-Did she have rehearsal? -Right, she'll have gone straight there.

Mm.

[Germán] How long have you had those headphones on?

-They look big on you. -[phone chimes]

Like your skull is gonna cave in.

Oh, shut up, Dad.

[Abril] Hi, I haven't seen Martu today. And she hasn't replied to my texts either.

I thought she was still sleeping in after the party.

Is something wrong?

[Sofía] She's probably with Gael.

[Emilia] Gael? From school?

[Sofía] She was going to the party with him.

POLICE

[indistinct police radio chatter]

-You have it? The warrant? -Yeah.

-[Estela] No, there are minors here. -[Herrera] Ma'am, we have a warrant.

-Armed officers cannot enter. -We have a warrant.

Please, ma'am, I have to ask you not to obstruct the procedure.

You can't come in because there are minors.

Don't worry about the minors, we'll keep our distance.

We need to seize all electronic devices. Please cooperate.

But this case is ridiculous. Think about it. It doesn't fit.

I have orders.

At least let me talk to the lawyer before your guys break something.

[man] Estela.

-Oh, hi. -I can't believe it.

It's complete madness. They can't just do this.

Any word from Leo?

Nothing.

He hasn't called me or Ramiro.

Excuse me. What are you doing with my computer?

Where are you taking that?

-[officer] Talk to the Commissioner. -What are you doing with my computer?

[indistinct chatter]

[Estela] Where are you taking that? Tell me where you're taking it.

Excuse me. You're Leo Mercer's friend, aren't you?

-We met yesterday. -Sure.

Can I contact you later to ask you some questions?

Ruining an innocent man's life wasn't enough for you?

[starts engine]

The kids are scared. We need you to come now.

They're taking everything.

Well, can't it be sooner?

[officer] I need four boxes here, please.

Leo had a special bond with every single one of those kids.

An amazing connection with them.

Suppose we just had blinders on. It's the perfect cover, yeah?

It really is.

[officer] Don't forget to take your belongings, please.

Do you know if any girls went to his house?

Leo's house was…

always open for whoever needed his help.

You know, all these kids want is attention.

To have someone see them.

-How could this happen? -[Estela] Did you talk to the lawyer?

Hey, what are you doing here?

Um… well, I was saying…

I know it's not the best time, you're really going through it…

-I need to do this. -We need to cooperate, Estela.

-Are you fucking kidding me, Ramiro? -Now, wait a minute.

Leo Mercer went to meet with an underage girl

in a really isolated place in the middle of the night.

Why was he there?

-Give me your explanation. -Stop this now.

They're accusing Leo of raping a student.

You understand that, Ramiro?

You both can leave now.

Thank you.

[dogs barking]

[Emilia] What number is it?

[Germán] One-six-one.

That way.

We're gonna have to have a chat with Martina.

She can't just do whatever she wants.

She didn't call or even check her phone.

Like it or not, she still lives with us. She's not on her own yet.

-It's here. -They're just basic house rules."

[knocking]

Hi there, how are you? We're the parents of Martina Schulz.

-I don't know if you know her. -Yeah, the girl with the violin.

That's her. Is she here with you? With Gael?

Gael!

Gael, they're lookin' for your friend.

He's in his room. I'll be right back.

How long have they been dating?

Mm?

Do you think our daughter belongs in a place like this?

[exhales] I don't get it. I think she's doing this on purpose.

Well, let's not overreact. She's 17, she's headstrong.

If she doesn't rebel now, then when?

Hey, so, no. They're not here. They didn't spend the night here.

-Any idea where they are? -Motel maybe?

Sorry, I really just don't know. They're kids, you know?

Let me do the talking.

[Juliana] We'll just have to see. Who knows? Maybe it'll all work out fine.

There she is.

[door closes]

Good afternoon, Juliana.

We're with the digital magazine Lado Bariloche.

We know how hard this must be for you, but we'd like to ask you--

I can't believe you're actually here. This is ridiculous.

Seriously? You have some questions? For me? So you can carry on lying?

No, no. We're here because we want to talk to you.

Listen to what you have to say, find out your side of the story.

I don't have a "side of the story".

I only know what happened. Even if it doesn't suit your narrative.

No, but you can't deny the evidence.

Get out of here, or I'll file a harassment complaint against you.

-[Vicky] Take it easy. -Take it easy?

[Vicky] This is an open case. We're just doing our job.

Let's just go.

[exhales]

-[Vicky] God. -Just put that down there.

-Do you think she's protecting Leo? -You think she knew about it?

She and her son are the closest thing this guy has to a family.

They were together for how long?

According to the statement, nearly ten years.

He stepped in after the kid's father vanished.

[phone buzzing]

Did they ever live together?

No. From what I found out, he never lived with anyone.

Yeah, guess that fits.

-[Vicky] Wow. -What?

Camila's mother, Isabel, she phoned into the newsroom.

She wants to talk to you.

Look at this!

[yelling]

[hop-hop music playing over computer speakers]

[cheering]

[clicks tongue]

Come on, it vanished just like that?

You find anything?

No, not yet.

Someone took it. I just know it.

Dude, I don't know who'd want that crappy boat.

[sighs]

[Fer] It has to be somewhere. Just chill.

[clicks tongue]

[saw grinding through wood]

[Isabel] I knew Cami was talking with a boy who wasn't from here,

but I didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Everything she told me sounded fine.

They talked about normal stuff, school stuff.

Cami was really into this guy for a few months.

But then, at a some point, he told her that…

he was coming here with his family, and, well, they could hang out in person.

Cami didn't tell me she was meeting him. I never would have let her if I'd known.

So they agreed at noon they'd meet in the square at the Cathedral.

So, she… she went there, and waited for a while.

He said he was staying at a guest house close-by,

and that he had to wait there because he was expecting his sister any minute.

But that she could join, if she wanted to.

[somber music playing]

And she went along with it.

[crying] When she walked inside, he grabbed her and pushed her down, and…

then…

he raped her.

Cami couldn't defend herself.

He was wearing a hood and he wouldn't--

He didn't even talk, so that she wouldn't recognize him.

[sniffles]

[somber music continues]

It took Cami a week to tell us what happened to her.

[sniffles] I knew she wasn't okay.

She was acting strange, but she wouldn't tell me anything.

She finally told me what happened later.

We went to the police right away once we knew.

All that time, Leo was at our house.

He acted like he really cared.

He talked with us, even talked with Cami.

I'm sure you can imagine how hard it is for us to know

that Leo was capable of doing this.

[Isabel cries softly]

If you hadn't discovered it, I don't know…

I mean, It took Cami an entire week to tell us what happened.

[suspenseful music playing]

POLICE - FRONTERAS FOUNDATION

[video game sounds playing from phone]

[exhales]

Hi, Ema.

Can we talk?

No, we have nothing to talk about.

Ema, please, I need you to listen to me. I sent you several letters.

God tests every one of us.

Even you and me.

He test us every day.

Forgiveness is the greatest gift we can give one another.

-If you and Bruno could only open your he- -No, don't drag Bruno into this.

Don't give me that bullshit from Alcoholics Anonymous again.

I don't want to hear it. I want nothing to do with you.

Quit with the shitty letters in the mail!

I don't wanna know what's wrong with you, or how much you've suffered.

I don't care about your recovery. I'm not gonna forgive you.

No now, not ever.

-I know how you feel. -Oh, really? [exhales]

You're right, I don't really know, but it's nearly two years since--

Get your head out of the fantasy world that you're living in.

Take some responsibility.

You had already been to AA before you hit Juan.

You made it to step eight.

You'd sent shitty letters apologizing to people whose lives you ruined, right?

-But this time is different. -Really?

-It's different now. -Listen carefully, Ariana.

I don't like repeating myself.

If you want to quell the demons you're clearly still wrestling with,

then throw yourself under the first car that drives by.

What I'm saying might sound extreme,

but that's what you should've done in the first place!

If rather than going around apologizing to everyone

and sending me shitty letters, you had just done what I'm telling you,

then you'd be dead right now, and Juan would still be alive.

I'd have my husband and Bruno would have a father.

So why not do everyone a favor and go kill yourself!

[exhales]

[somber music playing]

[door closes]

[trembling exhales escaping shakily]

[hushed, trembling sobs]

[sobbing]

[Bruno] Mom?

-Mom? -[composing herself] Yes.

[quiet sniffles as she composes herself]

-Can we talk? -Uh, sure.

[sniffles]

Let me take a shower first and then we can talk.

[disappointed] Okay.

[breath restrained]

[sniffles quietly]

[lets out unsteady breath]

[objects clattering]

[exhales]

[dogs barking in distance]

[ominous music playing]

[ominous music continues]

[thud]

[man] Come on, Leo!

-[grunting] -[overlapping voices clamoring]

[man] Is this what you want? You want us to break the door down? Push!

-[intense music playing] -[clamoring continues]

[men banging on door]

-[clamoring] -[man] Open the door, you son of a bitch!

Here we go! Let's go! Come on, hurry!

-[man 1] Go! He's leaving! -[man 2] Okay, go!

[man 1] Shit. Go, go, go!

[intense music continues]

Let's go.

[car door closes]

[music fades]

[somber music playing]

[flames crackling]

Martina Schulz. "SCH," right?

Do you have a recent photo?

Yes, I have one right here.

This one. It's the most recent.

Okay.

-Boyfriend? -[Emilia] No.

Well, our daughter, I mean, our other daughter,

told us she's dating Gael, a boy from school.

-Last name? -Benítez, Gael Benítez.

What was Martina wearing the last time you saw her?

[Germán] She was in all back.

Black T-shirt, black skirt, a black jacket and a yellow scarf.

-Okay. -[Emilia] So what happens next?

[officer] Our protocol for missing persons is live.

An investigator will stop by your house to gather more information.

We'll publish this photo and send patrol cars to health centers.

We'll widen the search to include bus terminals and mountain shelters.

No, no, no, no, no, you don't understand.

You're not listening.

My daughter is not at a shelter, hospital, or anywhere.

We don't know where the fuck she is.

Understand?

So, please just… just find her.

[officer] Yes, ma'am, don't worry.

I'm begging you.

[officer] We'll do everything we can to find her.

[reporter 1] This just in. We have breaking news on the Leo Mercer case.

Three teams of firefighters are working to control a fire

at Fronteras Foundation in the Llao Llao neighborhood.

They're trying to prevent it from expanding.

Here we have the first images of the fire sent by our team.

Many locals have expressed their outrage

at what they perceive to be police inefficiency.

INCIDENTS IN BARILOCHE

In their anger, some even set fire to Leo Mercer's house.

-Can we talk, Mom? -They're seeking justice…

Yes, just a minute, honey.

At this time, police are still completely in the dark

as to the whereabouts of the suspect, Leo Mercer,

who escaped and still at large.

He's believed to be responsible

for several sexual assaults against minors in the area,

always using the same modus operandi.

Time's up, put your pens down.

I almost didn't finish!

-[Marcos] Okay, names. Miguel. -Mauro.

-[Ana] Maya. -María. Ten points each.

-Well, thanks for not using my name. Nice. -[laughs]

-Countries. Morocco. -Morocco.

Miami.

Morocco.

-No, Ana, that's not a country. Come on. -But I liked it when we went there.

-We went to the United States. -When are we going there again?

-We could go in the summer. -[Ana] We never went there.

-[Lucía] Yes, we did. -Sure.

[Marcos] Yes, we went, but it's not a country, it's a city.

Animals? Marmot.

-[Lucía] Manatee. -[Ana] Monkey.

-[doorbell ringing] -Monkey. We each get five. You get ten.

I'll be back. Carry on.

-[Mercedes] Okay. Things. -What did Dad write?

-[Mercedes] Uh… [laughs] -[Marcos] Mittens.

[Mercedes laughs]

-Mittens, you? -Mango.

-[Mercedes] Ana? -Mascot.

What are you doing here? What happened to you?

Can I come in?

Yeah, sure, come on in.

[Mercedes and the girls chat indistinctly]

[understated music lingers]

-They burned my house down. -[Marcos] Those animals.

Nothing was spared.

Worse, the police took all my documents, all my money.

Just let me talk to Saltzman. He'll tell us what we have to do.

I don't need a lawyer. You're the only person I can trust, okay?

-I need to get out now! -Alright…

Marcos, you have to give me some money and help me get an ID.

Wait. Listen, Leo, you can't run away like this.

What you need is a good lawyer who can win this in court for you.

-Defend you, okay? -Defend myself from what?

I'm innocent. I didn't do what they're saying.

You don't need to tell me, Leo. I know you're innocent.

So here's what we'll do.

I'll get you a plate of food now.

You're gonna take a shower.

And then you're gonna rest. For a while, okay?

In the morning, we'll figure out your next move. Okay?

Trust me.

The most important thing right now is to be calm.

Okay. Be right back.

[soft pat on knee]

Marcos.

Thank you.

[Marcos] Everything's gonna be okay.

You're still hungry?

[tense music playing]

Who was it?

Leo.

Are you serious?

He's here?

-I want that man out of my house now. -I can't, Meme. I can't, he's my friend.

The girls are here, Marcos.

I can't just abandon him. He has no one else.

Well, that's too bad.

The police just went through his house. It got set on fire.

He's gonna turn himself in. It's just one night.

I'm begging you, please.

You're always cleaning up after him when he gets into trouble.

Let's not talk about that now, please.

Please, Meme.

It's just one night, that's all.

He is not staying here.

He'll eat, then he leaves.

Wait, hang on. It's cold.

-[beep] -[microwave humming softly]

[exhales]

[tense music continues]

[inaudible]

[suspenseful music playing]

[door creaking]

[brooding music playing]

[chickens clucking]

[sharp chirps of police siren]

[officer 1] Turn off the motorcycle, kid.

On the ground. Take off your helmet.

Get on the ground, now.

-[officer 2] Come on, move. -[officer 1] Helmet off. On the ground.

Come on, kid. Down. On the ground.

[faint jingle of handcuffs]

[officer 1] Do as you're told, and you'll be fine.

Until a few days ago, he seemed much better.

Days ago, we weren't going through hell. I don't know why you didn't call sooner.

Jorge, leave us alone.

[knocking]

Armando, it's your Mom. Open it.

[Celia] We tried talking to him, but…

Sweetie.

Let's talk.

You can't stay locked in there.

Are you alright?

[urgent knocking]

-Let's go. -Armando, please come out.

Can you leave us alone?

-Yes, -Thanks.

Alright.

[footsteps receding]

[softly] Armando?

Are you there, honey?

Come out. Let's go home.

[louder] Armando.

Come out, let's go home.

Son, please.

Get out here! You're scaring me!

Armando!

[whimpering]

[door unlocks]

[softly] You okay?

[Armando] Let's go home.

[Armando breathes heavily]

-I don't want to be here. -Sure.

Let's go home. Yeah, it's okay. It's fine.

Let's go home.

[school bell ringing]

[uneasy music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

Here's the padlock. I don't know who took it. It's gone.

[breathing shakily]

-[Ema] Okay. -[woman] He gave us stuff…

-Okay, I see. Thanks anyway. -Now show me the other girl.

[knocking]

Nothing on the electronics from the foundation.

What do you have?

Statements from the foundation's kids.

Two girls mentioned a confusing situation, but nothing concrete.

Wait.

-I'll look for it. -Thanks.

Marcos Brown, Mercer's friend, gave a statement at noon.

Looks like he was the last one to see him.

Seems like his family donated the foundation's premises.

Do you know them? They're renowned in Bariloche.

-Owners of Los Álamos. -[Vicky] Former owners.

Marcos lived in Buenos Aires for many years.

Recently moved back to Bariloche. He runs an industrial park project.

Married, two daughters.

Oh, yeah. Yesterday, I saw him at the foundation.

Another fan of our work. He's gonna be thrilled to see me.

[tense music rising]

[knocking]

Any idea where he might be hiding now?

Look, I already told the police everything that I know.

I don't know where Leo is, or where he might be.

The last time I saw him was at his ex-wife's restaurant.

After that, everything I know is from what you guys published.

What do you think about the evidence against him?

Does it really matter what I think? You have your story.

No, that's not true.

Though I sympathize with how hard it must be

to accept that your friend has lived such a horrible double life.

How do you draw conclusions so quickly about people like that?

He was chatting with minors online.

No, that's just what you are saying on your show.

-No, there's plenty of evidence. -Really?

Yes. He seduced his victims by pretending to be someone their age.

He arranged meetings, then he raped them.

Are you willing to defend that?

Why don't you let this play out in court first?

Because there is a justice system.

A process.

Leo has the right to defend himself.

You agree with that, right?

Let's wait and see.

I'm sure there's an explanation for everything.

Was he romantically involved with anyone?

To be honest, you would know better than I do.

[quiet, uneasy music playing]

Why are you defending him like this? I want to know.

Leo is like a brother to me.

My father loved him like a son.

I will always defend him.

[foreboding music rising]

[Torres] You were together at the party. So, where's the girl?

I told you, I don't know.

You left together.

Already told you we didn't

-So, what time did you leave? -How many times are you gonna ask me this?

[sharp knock against chair]

Don't be rude to the Commissioner. What time?

At half past two.

Alright. Then, after you left the party, where did you go?

I left with Colo.

Dropped him off at his house. After that, I went home and had some food.

Then I went to El Bolsón, to my brother's house.

You went straight to El Bolsón? Right after? Why the rush?

I like traveling at night 'cause the roads are empty.

[Herrera] Did Martina stay at the party by herself?

Why didn't you leave together?

[tense music playing]

I'm asking you why you and Martina didn't leave together. You're a couple.

No, we're not a couple.

You told me you were a couple.

So, let's have it. Are you or not?

Was there a fight? Were you fighting?

No, we had a talk.

It wasn't a fight.

[Torres] What talk? What did you talk about?

Did she tell you that she was cheating on you?

EMA YOU'RE DESPICABLE

JOURNALIST AND SLUT, HAHA

THE JOURNALIST WHO GAVE HER ALL!!

[phone ringing]

Yes?

-Ema. -Who is this?

Leo Mercer.

Where are you?

I'm turning myself in, but I need to talk with you first.

You need to hear me out.

You got me into this mess, and you're gonna help me get out of it.

-I'm not this monster you've made up. -No, I didn't make up any monster.

-That's not what I do, no. -You need to know the truth.

No police, no cameras. Just you and me.

-I'll be waiting. Don't take long. -[phone beeps]

[phone chimes]

[soft, uneasy music playing]

[car door closes]

[phone buzzing]

[car engine starts]

MOM I HAD TO STEP OUT, DON'T WAIT UP

[uneasy music continues]

[phone lands softly on bed]

[music turns mysterious]

[music shifts into driving strings]

[phone beeps]

Vicky, Mercer called, and I'm gonna meet him.

I didn't tell Diego, so I'm sending you the location now.

If I don't call you back in two hours, call the police. Thanks.

[phone buzzes]

[phone goes quiet]

[phone buzzing]

[Fer] Check out this video.

Dude, are you really not coming? You're missing out on all the fun.

-'Cause he's a spoil-sport. [laughs] -[guy] You didn't want to come either.

[girl] Yo, dude!

[tense music playing]

[uneasy music playing]

[music turns foreboding]

Are you alone?

You didn't see anyone on the road following you?

No.

-We need to go down there. -No, no, no. No.

I'd prefer to talk right here.

-It's not safe out here. -Maybe not for you.

Please. For either of us, Ema.

You alright?

[foreboding music continues]

I'm not this monster you've concocted.

You told me that already.

What're you doing? No, don't record this, please.

I don't want to talk to the journalist. I want to talk to you.

Alright, cut to the chase. What is it?

I know you're doing your job and don't have any bad intentions,

but you're wrong about me.

I'm asking you, please, take back what you posted on social media,

'cause if the police think I'm guilty, they'll stop looking for the true culprit.

They won't find the person who hurt Camila.

No, I know who you are.

Exactly who.

-Oh, you know who I am? -Yes, I do.

-I won't be manipulated. -What are you talking about?

-The evidence against you is overwhelming. -It has nothing to do with me.

They planted that evidence against me.

You were there! You went to the house with the red door!

I thought I was helping someone, so I went to the house.

At 11:00? You expect me to believe you went there to help someone?

Martina Schulz is her name.

She called asking for help, asked me to go meet with her.

I don't know how to play that game. I didn't chat with you or any other girl.

It was a setup, Ema.

They set you up, and they set me up too.

[footsteps crunching over dirt]

[ominous music playing]

What are you doing, Facu?

What are you doing?

You should leave. Leave.

-Facundo, just put-- -Wait, wait.

Wait. Wait. Put the gun down, Facundo.

-This has nothing to do with you! -Put the gun down.

-I said leave! -[Ema] No, wait.

-Just put the-- -I said leave now!

-[Leo] Facundo! -Motherfucker, don't you move!

[breathing heavily]

[Leo] Facu, put that down, please.

-You know I didn't do anything to Cami. -Shut your mouth!

[Leo] You know me. I could never do something like that.

Shut it.

[Leo] How long have you known me?

Forget what they told you, listen to me.

-You know what they're saying isn't true. -Quiet.

Put the gun down. Let's talk. Calm down.

-Quiet. -Facu, you've known me for how long now?

Shut it!

Quiet!

[suspenseful music playing]

Hello! Hello!

Facu…

You hurt her.

No.

No.

We trusted you, Leo.

-I didn't do it. -You hurt her.

-After we gave you everything! -No, that's a lie, Facu.

It wasn't me.

I swear it wasn't me.

Please, please, please.

It's the truth.

You have to believe me, Facu.

It wasn't me, Facu.

It wasn't me.

Please, try to think of Isabel.

Don't do something you'll regret.

Just think of Camila.

I said shut your mouth!

[gunshot]

[ominous music playing]

[music turns into a decisive swell]

[gasps]

[sobbing]

[starts engine]

[exhales]

[breathing shakily]

[Vivaldi's "Spring" from The Four Seasons playing]

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY HARLAN COBEN

[music continues]

[unsettling music playing]