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[door opens]

[keys jingling]

[footsteps]

[door closes]

[woman] I think it's about time you learned how to drive.

[boy] Yes, mom.

[engine starts]

[tense music playing]

[wind rustling through leaves]

[teenager] It's this way.

Hurry, give me the light.

[tool clanking against the frame]

[loud clunk]

[chuckle]

Shh.

[whispering] Oh, wow, amazing house.

-[closes door] -[teenager] Quiet.

[teenager] Shh!

[tense music rising]

Hey.

Leave everything as it is, so they don't notice.

[tense music continues]

[door creaking]

[Margarita] Mrs. Edelina?

-Shh. -Come on.

-No, no. -[loud clattering]

[silence]

[chilling music playing]

Hello?

[light switch clicks]

Are you here?

This way.

[music quickens]

-[light fixture crashes, glass scattering] -[screaming]

[scream echoes]

[pensive music playing]

[woman] Antonio, the lamp facing the grove on the other side

needs to be changed as well.

[pensive music continues]

CAUGHT

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY HARLAN COBEN

[Ema] Bruno.

[Bruno] I'm running late. You seen my sneakers anywhere?

-When'd you get back? Where were you? -[Bruno sighs]

We went to the lake. The door was locked so I figured you were sleeping.

When are you gonna pick up after yourself?

-Mom, I'm running late. -I don't care.

You're gonna clean this mess up now before you leave.

No, I can't skip school today. I have a Civics test.

Seriously? You have an exam? And you stayed up all night?

Alright, go to school, take the exam, come right back here when you're finished.

[Bruno] What for?

[Ema] What do you mean, "what for"? To clean this up, Bruno!

Bruno, please, just please.

Throw all the parties you want. That's not a problem.

That's what this house is for.

In fact, I'd prefer that you do it here, instead of breaking into houses

or just wandering around.

Okay.

You're not listening to me. Bruno!

I'm running late. I'll clean it up when I get back.

[Bruno sighs]

Here they are.

[bottles clinking]

[exhales]

Hun.

I get it, you're feeling overwhelmed right now.

You feel like you're going crazy.

I was a teenager once too, you know?

I know all too well what you're going through.

At your age, you have every right to be mad, to rebel. It's completely fine.

But you have to find another way, hun. I'm worried about you.

Wow, good for you. Can I go now?

[door opens]

[slams door]

[tense music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[music fades]

[Marcos] I knew this would happen.

[Ema] What did you know would happen?

That was the first time I met Martina.

Fran needed me for a business deal in Buenos Aires,

or, at least, that's what he said. He flew us in on the same flight.

Why not mention that to the police when they found her body?

It's Fran Briguel. I assume you know Fran Briguel.

[melancholic music playing]

Hello.

Hello.

[Martina] Have we met?

No, I don't think so.

Are you a friend of Fran?

You can relax. I won't ruin your trip.

I was gonna take a regular flight, but Fran offered me a seat on his plane.

-Oh. -Don't worry. We don't have to talk.

[Ema] And when you got there, did you go anywhere else with her?

No. We said goodbye at the airport.

There was a car waiting to take her to, um, Teatro Colón, I think…

How do you explain this?

Did you see the girl that was on the plane with you?

She's in this room.

Deal with it.

-What do you want me to do, Fran? -I don't know.

Calm her down, get her out of here. Whatever needs to be done.

Please.

[somber music playing]

-Martina? -[knocking on door]

[somber music rises]

[faint clatter of objects]

[knocking]

Martina, are you in there?

What're you doing here?

[Marcos] I want to help you.

[slams door and locks it]

[Martina] Did Fran send you? Do you work for him?

[inhales]

Why don't you come out so we can talk?

Get lost! I'm fine in here!

-[Marcos] Tell me what happened. -What's it matter?

[Marcos] You need to get home, Martina.

Look, I know you're in Buenos Aires alone. I want to help.

Please open the door.

-Please. -[Martina breathing shakily]

[Marcos] Tell me what happened.

That man is a monster.

I came here to do a livestream, that's it.

Because I'm young, he thinks that I'm stupid.

Have you called your parents?

-Do they know you're here? -No. They'll kill me, if they find out.

Can you take me to a police station?

-To where? -To the police!

Did he do something to you?

No, but he wanted to.

He's repulsive.

I had to lock myself in the restroom and threaten to out him on social media.

That son of a bitch.

[Martina panting]

Come with me to the police, I don't want to go alone.

Come with me!

Martina, I don't know if you know who Fran Briguel is.

Who cares? That's not important right now!

I was very clear. I said, "No physical contact whatsoever."

And he agreed.

[breathing shakily]

But the world just doesn't work like that.

If you want to go to the police, I'll take you.

I'm here to do whatever you think is best.

But trust me, the best thing you can do for yourself now is leave.

Leave and turn this awful experience you've had into…

just that.

A bad memory. That's it.

[Ema] Why did you talk her into not saying anything to anyone?

[Martina cries]

[Marcos] I don't know. I keep thinking about it.

At the time, I thought it was what was best for her,

but ever since her body was found, I'm wondering if I did the right thing.

Did you contact her afterwards?

Yes, I called her.

I called her a few days later, and she seemed fine.

She was busy preparing for a series of auditions.

Do you always do that type of work for Briguel?

No.

Why would you say that? No.

No, it was just the one time. I mean, I've known Fran for…

Our families have so much history. We've known each other for forever.

But when I was young, I moved to Buenos Aires and we just grew apart.

When we moved back to Bariloche, I reached out to him,

and that's when he invited me onto this project.

-[man] You can't just barge in there. -How's it going, Commissioner?

-Apologies, Sir, I couldn't stop her. -Just close the door, would you?

I don't suppose that this is a social visit.

Why didn't you keep investigating Fran Briguel's connection to Martina?

Because he had no reason to do it. That's why.

Can I read what he said?

Briguel's actions were questionable, no doubt about that.

But he's got nothing to do with Martina's death. Is that clear?

Were you aware that he tried to abuse her and Martina threatened to report it?

Not one statement corroborates that.

We need to keep investigating Briguel.

This guy is, at the very least, a child abuser, and needs to be stopped.

Do you really wanna cover for someone like that?

Maybe not, but you're the only one taking risks here.

Fabián Ramos, 38 years old.

They caught him in Neuquén.

Olivia Freire, 13 years old.

Camila Costa, 16 years old. Samantha Silva, 14 years old.

He seduced them using an online game and then brutally assaulted them.

Leo Mercer didn't rape these girls.

We'll never know why he killed Martina Schulz.

But if you hadn't gone solo on this, she'd still be alive today.

[somber music playing]

[quick burst of police siren]

[melancholic music playing]

Bruno!

[melancholic music continues]

[flames crackling]

[vehicle approaching]

[car door opens and closes]

You okay?

[Ema] At my finest moment.

I called you a million times, Ema. You had me worried.

Why didn't you pick up?

I don't know, sorry.

[Vicky] Where's Bruno?

[Ema scoffs]

I never thought it would happen to me, but it has.

It's official. My own son hates me.

Go easy on yourself.

It would be difficult for any kid. It makes sense.

He feels ignored. He says that all I do is work.

I told him I think about him constantly.

I'm always thinking about what he needs, how he's feeling, all of it.

He'll figure that out. I promise.

It'll work out. Trust me.

[snarls]

Wait, stay still!

Dad, stop!

Almost done?

-If you stop moving, yes. -Mm.

So, stay still.

[phone buzzing]

-Mm. Wait, I need to get this. -No.

-Uh-huh. -No.

-I do. It's from work. -No.

-Yes, my love. -No.

-Honey, I need to get this. -Come on, Dad.

You have to let Daddy go. It's alright.

[Ana] Your turn.

Fran, how are you?

[Briguel] How's it looking?

Fine, fine. Fine. It's moving along.

I need you to fill the quota, Marcos, not change it.

Yes, yes. Of course, I'm on it.

Listen, did a journalist pass through the industrial park today

and question you?

-Ema Garay. -What did you tell her?

Nothing.

If she shows up again, call me immediately.

[Marcos] Yeah, sure.

[tense music playing]

[Ramiro] For them, this is their house, their home.

Where they feel like they're more than just a number.

Taking that away from them is perverse. I just can't wrap my head around it.

[Estela] We believe that if you and Lado Bariloche stand up for the place,

the impact will be much bigger. And that's exactly what we need.

[Ema] So where are you going?

Nowhere right now. We're moving everything to a warehouse.

And the kids?

That's the whole point. They'll have nowhere to go.

Well, when did you receive the eviction notice?

[Estela] Yesterday. They gave us 48 hours.

Which is why we called you.

We know there's a termination clause in the bylaws for certain situations.

If the founder or any member of the board

commits a criminal offense related to the work we do here, it's terminated.

All rights to the property are relinquished.

-[clattering] -[man] Careful. Put it in the truck.

It would be great if I could have a copy of every letter they've sent you so far.

Uh, also the foundation bylaws.

Plus, any documents that'll help me figure out what's going on

and what'll happen to the kids.

Once we have that, we can spread the word.

Alright, no problem. We'll bring everything to your office.

-Perfect. -Thank you.

Don't mention it.

Just one last question.

Do you know if Leo had any ties to Fran Briguel?

[Estela] The Briguels?

No, he didn't have any ties with them as far as I know.

Leo never dealt with stuff like that, anyway.

[Ema] Stuff like what?

Dealing with the neighbors. That was never a problem for us.

Show me where they live.

Look.

You see that peninsula?

Starting there, going over to the road… all belongs to the Briguels.

And what happens to that land, when the foundation's no longer here?

I've never bothered to find out. I guess they'll auction everything off.

[Ramiro] Estela!

I gotta go. Thank you.

[mysterious music playing]

Ah, here it is.

Sorry for the delay.

Thought it was on the digitization desk, but no, it was right there all along.

-Oh, perfect. -Here.

-This strudel is delicious. -Great.

Araceli, you sure it's okay if we eat here?

Listen, as long as I'm working here, Ema Garay can do whatever she wants.

-You let me know if you need anything. -That doesn't surprise me at all.

Here, this is the one that was missing.

-Here's the foundation's land… -[Vicky] That the Browns donated to Leo.

Exactly. But look at this one.

This one, this one, and these here.

The Browns owned them originally but they lost them over the years.

This one in 1992.

'95 for this one.

This one in '98. This one in 2002.

They all went to the Briguels. Some were even auctioned off,

where they got them for pennies on the dollar.

They were all made out to Edelina de Briguel.

[Vicky] Their mother. As far as I know, she has two kids,

Fran and Catalina, who lives in Switzerland.

[Ema] This is the missing piece.

What if we got it all backwards?

What if Briguel's target wasn't Martina? It was Leo.

Okay.

If it's true that Martina asked Leo to meet at the house with the red door,

then I wasn't talking to Fran.

It was someone else.

Maybe the one who planned this whole thing.

You're saying Briguel and--

Yeah, I'm saying Briguel may have used Martina to frame Leo.

And with all those allegations,

the land would be auctioned off for a fraction of what its worth.

It all fits. Especially if Leo refused to sell.

[suspenseful music playing]

[doorbell ringing]

Oh, I was waiting for you.

This way. Not here. No, no. This way, this way. Come with me.

They're spying on me.

They want to take everything from me, but they won't find it easily, you'll see.

Who is?

Are you slow or something? What do you mean "who"?

Right over there. Go!

[Margarita] Mrs. Edelina?

Mrs. Edelina?

[Edelina] When I say "now," start running.

-Mrs. Edelina. -Now!

Mrs. Edelina!

Mrs--

-Hey, get off me! -Please!

Get off me! No!

-Come on. -Let go…

-I want to stay here, -Let's go.

-I don't want to go inside. -Please, come on now, this way.

-[Ema] All good? -[Margarita] What are you doing here?

She's my friend. She's here to save me!

-Why are you here? -I'm sorry. Uh, my name is Ema Garay.

-I'm a journalist-- -I know who you are.

-Carolina, you better behave yourself! -My name is Margarita. Come on.

-[Edelina] No. -[Margarita] We're gonna go have a rest.

Rest? There's no way I'm getting into bed with you.

[mouthing] Help me.

[indistinct chatter]

[Vicky] Like I was telling you over text,

I'm working on a piece that's all about new entrepreneurs in the city,

and I thought that you'd be the perfect person to interview for it.

I have to warn you, though, it might not air, because--

-That's fine, I'm used to it. -Mm.

-Have a seat. -Thank you.

I had a community manager in Buenos Aires, so I know how these things work.

I have to say, I'm a huge fan of your House Makeover in 3, 2, 1 videos.

-Voilà. -Voilà. [chuckling]

-Continuing the series? -Yes, they'll be ready soon.

-Don't worry. -Mm.

So what's it like moving from Buenos Aires to Bariloche?

Oh, well, if I'm being honest,

my life has become a state of permanent confusion lately.

I imagine your husband must be feeling twice the pressure, right?

-I know he went to the city young. -When he was 18.

And his family, the Browns, turned their backs on him after that.

Well, you'll have to get used to it.

There are five or six names that pull all the strings in this city,

and we all talk about them all the time.

We hate them, we love them. They're like royalty to us. [giggles]

It happens that one of those big names is Briguel.

That can't be easy for Marcos. Having Fran as a boss does not sound fun.

-Huh? -It's been difficult, no question.

But, I'm not complaining.

If it weren't for him, I don't know what we'd have done.

Why do you say that?

Something quite bad happened at the company where Marcos used to work.

Someone lost a ton of money and Marcos got blamed for it all.

They used him as a scapegoat.

["La Primera" by Dillom playing over speakers]

[phone buzzing]

[buzzing stops]

-Your mom? -Yeah.

What are you gonna do?

-Can I stay at your place again? -Yeah, sure. Stay as long as you want.

But grab some new clothes from your house. You smell.

[Ema] Hi.

[Juliana] Good afternoon.

-[Ema] Can I have a coffee? -[Juliana] Sure thing.

[pensive music playing]

[Ema] These drawings are amazing.

You mind if I take a photo?

No.

[music rises]

This is your mom's friend, Margarita?

[Armando] She's not my mom's friend. She's Leo's friend.

Thought they were friends.

-Do you know what happened to her? -Armando, go help in the kitchen.

What are you doing talking to my son?

Well, if I was wrong, I need to prove it.

That's why I'm here now. I need the proof.

It's a little bit late for that.

Yeah, but you are the ones who knew Leo best.

Was he connected with the Briguels?

Do you know if the Briguels ever tried to buy the foundation's estate?

Yes, of course they did.

They weren't the only ones.

But Leo turned them all away. Do you know why?

Because that place wasn't his, it belonged to the kids.

All Leo ever did was look out for others.

You have no idea how much me and my son miss him.

You accused him of something he didn't do, and because of that, he was murdered.

Nothing you do now could ever make up for that.

-Listen, all I want to know is-- -Finish your coffee while it's still warm.

And then leave and never come back.

[ominous music playing]

Bruno, right?

Yes.

Is your mom home?

No.

Do you mind if I come in for a second?

[ominous music rises]

You know when she'll be back?

[Bruno] No.

Do you play this a lot?

You're still in high school, right?

Yes.

Have you decided what you're gonna do next?

I hope you're not one of those kids

who simply follow in their parent's footsteps to make them proud.

'Cause I have to tell you…

there's something I've always despised about journalists.

It's that they think they have permission to do whatever they want.

As a businessman, if I lied to my clients,

If my information was false, all because I wanted to close a deal,

if I broke into someone else's house

and used their private information to turn a profit,

I'd be crucified.

Your mom, for example,

is this principled journalist, supposedly.

Today, she broke into my mother's house, huh,

without an invitation.

Now, imagine if I did that to her.

They'd arrest me for breaking and entering.

And for threatening her freedom of speech, no?

And you know what?

I'd have to agree.

Because no one has the right to mess with another person's family.

Unless they are willing to face the consequences.

How lucky you invited me inside.

[ominous music continues]

[door opens]

[Ema] Bruno?

[door closes]

[exhales]

Oh, hey. What's going on?

Are you alright?

What is it?

Hey, what's wrong?

Did you let him in?

[Bruno] He was at the door when I was leaving.

[Ema] Here.

[exhales]

So, where were you off to?

To Fer's place.

I came to grab stuff.

That's it. I'm done with all this.

I'm gonna tell Diego that I'm off the investigation.

Wait, I don't want you to stop just because I made a mistake.

No. This is not your fault.

I'm the one to blame for this.

You're the most important thing in the world to me,

and I'm not gonna put you at risk.

My job's not worth that.

But if you stop investigating,

then he wins, and he doesn't deserve to win.

No.

[mysterious music playing]

[car door closing]

[Edelina] Where are we going, Fran?

-[Briguel] To the clinic. -[Edelina] Why would we go there?

You're an idiot just like your father.

[engine starts]

[mysterious music continues]

[doorbell ringing]

[Margarita] You again.

What do you want now?

We need to talk. I think someone may have used me to frame Leo, and…

I think that someone is Fran Briguel.

I saw you at Juliana Terra's restaurant the day after the video was posted.

You mean, after you posted the video.

After I posted it.

Rumor had it 30 years ago,

Edelina's family were actually Nazi refugees.

Even worse, that hidden away somewhere in the house was an SS insignia.

But there was no such thing.

Do you know the Browns?

Marcos Brown's family?

Yes.

It was Marcos who really wanted that insignia.

Marcos thought that if he could prove the family were secret Nazis,

then he could smear the Briguels' reputation

and force them into settling a business dispute

they all had with his father.

He broke into the house one night.

He thought he was alone, but he wasn't.

I was here.

This is where we crossed paths.

You and Marcos?

Marcos did that to you?

Marcos didn't act alone.

He was with Leo.

-[glass shattering] -[Margarita screaming]

[wailing]

[grunts]

-Look what you've done! -Let go!

-[Margarita] Look at me! -Let go of me!

Let go of him!

No, no!

[Margarita whimpering]

[whimpers]

-[screaming] -[light switch clicks]

Get that son of a bitch!

[young Briguel] Come here, you piece of shit!

Stop, motherfucker!

[grunting]

[young Briguel] What the fuck were you doing in my house?

[Margarita] Marcos took all the blame.

Edelina made his father use the earnings from some of his business deals

in order to pay for my surgeries so I wouldn't press charges.

She benefitted from my tragedy.

Marcos's parents never forgave him.

They sent him to Buenos Aires.

For many years, I was bitter. Completely.

I loathed all of them.

I was consumed by resentment.

When Leo apologized the first time for what happened to me,

I had to stop myself from beating him to death.

Over time, I managed to forgive him.

Living in constant hatred makes you lose sight of what's really important.

And did you ever see Marcos again?

I know he moved back to Bariloche with his family.

Leo wanted Marcos to visit me.

-Did he? -No, he didn't.

But that's alright.

Since the '90s,

the Briguels have been buying all land surrounding the foundation.

This is the only plot left.

This could be the way to get it.

Destroy the owner's reputation, and then buy it for pennies.

-It started with Marcos, ended with Leo. -Hold on.

If so, we're gonna need more witnesses, more evidence.

We've only got one shot at this.

Do you know anyone in the city, in Buenos Aires?

Yeah.

Could you ask them about what happened there with Marcos?

-Okay. -Talk to the people from the foundation.

We need to make sure that plot of land is going to go up for sale.

I'm gonna call Marcos. We need to get him to talk today.

[line calling]

-Hello? -Hello Marcos, it's Ema Garay.

[mysterious music playing]

-Got here before you did. -Yeah. [chuckles]

Thank you for coming.

Tell me why you wanted to meet here.

Well, I thought since you and Leo used to hang out here…

Oh, yeah.

We came rowing here once a week, since I moved back.

I used to win, but I guess city life knocked me out of shape

because I couldn't even beat him once.

But you had more questions.

I need you to help me investigate Briguel.

-We'll do all we can. -Thank you, Vicky.

[mesmerizing music playing]

Yes, one of your associates was at my house.

They talked to Mercedes.

Sorry, but we're not gonna be of much help.

Best not to waste time with us.

You'll need to find another way.

Earlier, I saw Margarita. She told me the whole story.

I don't get it. Why did you take the blame for all of it?

You lost your family, right? You had to move to the city.

Because I knew I'd be fine.

I had it all. My family's name, wealth, power.

Leo had nothing.

If they caught him, they'd have destroyed him.

I did what any friend would've done.

And I've never regretted it.

[Diego] Are you sure?

And do you have the documents to back that up?

Your contact?

Yeah, it sounds like Brown has been lying to us.

[Vicky] How so?

[Diego] Great, I'll be waiting for it. I owe you one.

-The bylaws? -Look at this one.

What're you gonna do with that video from the hotel? The one where I'm with Martina.

No. I'm not gonna post anything that's not relevant, so don't worry.

I wouldn't want my wife to see it, because someone decided to make it public.

If you do release it,

I'd prefer to talk to my wife before any rumors start circulating online, alright?

[phone buzzing]

-One second. -Sure.

-Yes? -[Vicky] Finally. Did you see my texts?

No, what happened?

Marcos wasn't set up in Buenos Aires.

He's a scammer, and he got caught.

And not only that, we have the foundation's bylaws right here.

Listen to this. "The land won't be auctioned off."

"Instead, it will return to its original owners, the Brown family."

And guess who's the only heir.

Marcos Brown.

[tense music playing]

[Vicky] Ema?

Ema?

Is he there?

[tense music rising]

-Ema, get out of there. -I'll call you back.

-Ema! -[phone beeps]

All good?

Yeah.

I just have a few more questions.

You don't give up, do you? I told you, I can't help you with this.

I just wanna clarify a few things.

You left Buenos Aires

'cause the company you originally worked at accused you of embezzlement.

No, I don't know what they said to you, but it wasn't like that.

I was framed, they used me as a scapegoat.

-I can give you-- I have the documents. -No, no, no. That's alright.

Anyway, I just need you to clarify that, at that time, you were left with nothing.

Your only option was getting the land back that had belonged to your family.

Yes or no?

I don't get what you're saying.

To get it back, you needed to make Leo responsible for a felony

to make the foundation rollover.

You hit Leo where you knew it would hurt him the most.

You made him out to be a child abuser, and in order to do that,

you used me and Martina.

No, that's not true.

It all felt apart because Martina wanted to come clean. Right?

She was gonna tell someone.

You went to the party, got her on the boat, took her to the wo--

And what?

What'd I do in the woods? Kill her?

I haven't done any of the things you're accusing me of.

Nothing! You got that?

I thought Briguel wanted control over all that land, but it was you.

I won't let you make up lies about me! You'll declare that in front of a judge!

-No problem with that. -It's my name that's at stake!

My reputation! I won't let you get away with this!

-Give me your side. -You hear?!

Tell me what happened--

-Oh! -[loud clang]

[breathing rapidly]

[drops paddle]

[breathes rapidly]

[uneasy music playing]

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY HARLAN COBEN

[uneasy music continues]