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NO TIME FOR LOVE, ONLY FOR PLEASURE
Could you please explain why my pictures are in this cheap montage, Pablo?
-It's the Tinder profile of Iván Díaz. -Who the hell is Iván Díaz?
He's a fucking gigolo, Helena.
And it says here you're one of his clients.
-You gonna tell me that's not you? -That's Javier, the journalist.
You're telling me Javier is some sort of gigolo?
-That doesn't make any sense. -Helena, give me a break.
You're a horrible liar.
Why don't you explain what the hell you were doing
in the apartment of this Iván Díaz when the cops were chasing him everywhere.
When I was removed from the case, I saw people from the prosecutor's office.
They inspected the crime scene.
They were here, looking around
for, I don't know, two hours, maybe less.
I also thought it was strange no one was here guarding the house.
Could mean the Martínez family has a lot to hide, no?
Stop deflecting, Helena.
The police caught you red-handed trying to steal that computer.
Sorry, Pablo, I'm going to have to tell him the truth.
If I don't, this idiot won't give me any peace.
What is it?
Pablo warned me they had a suspect and gave me the address.
-Why did you do that? -You have to understand.
You're not the only one desperate to find him.
I begged Pablo for the information, and he had no choice.
Now, I'm sorry, but my son needs me.
Not so easy, Helena. Where are those fucking videos?
I already said I don't know about any videos.
You know I was kidnapped?
And they warned me if Dad doesn't show up in 24 hours, they'll kill me.
-You were kidnapped? Who kidnapped you? -It's Magic, my dad's so-called partner.
He said you know something about those videos.
At Valle, you and Dad were watching--
I can't help you right now, Octavio. Fer is sick and I have to go.
Not until you stop lying, Helena. Did you kill him because of those videos?
Let go of me.
I'll try talking to her.
Okay.
-Where are those videos, Helena? -I'll tell you this now.
Get that asshole off my back or your video will be the first one I release.
This video will ensure that we get every permit we will ever need
for Sal y Arena.
I'm a fucking genius.
Now, you just have to do your part.
You'll invite him to dinner, dress like the goddess you are,
and set the bait.
UNSPEAKABLE SINS
You believe her?
Identity theft is a very common crime.
It is true that someone could've made that profile of Helena
and put it on the dating site.
Catching this Iván is the only way to know.
Exactly. That's why I don't get why you let him escape.
The only real suspect in my dad's disappearance,
and you just fucking lose him?
Why didn't you tell me that Magic threatened you?
What does he want with you?
He invested money in my dad's Sal y Arena project
and he must think we stole it all.
Octavio, Magic is no two-bit criminal.
I really advise you to pay him back what your dad owes. You understand?
I would if I could.
But his partners at the firm froze all of the accounts.
Say the word, and I'll hire two of my best men to protect you.
Good idea.
And the only way we can buy some time is if we find those fucking videos.
It was my father who got you addicted to drugs?
Is that what happened?
He got angry with me. He started insulting me, kicking me…
He always did the same thing when Mom wasn't around.
I think he wanted to kill me.
That's why I didn't tell my mom about it.
I knew Claudio was dangerous.
I didn't want him to hurt her.
-Then your interest in this is personal. -Mm-hm.
Yeah, for me, for…
my grandfather,
for Mrs. Cristina.
-Cristina? Octavio and Livia's mother? -Mm-hm.
She was the only decent person in that family.
Mrs. Cristina promised to return the land to my grandfather.
The land that was stolen from him to build this whole place.
I have no doubt that if she were still living,
she'd have given it back by now.
Do you believe that she died by suicide?
No.
That's just the story that everyone told.
My granddad was a policeman.
He wanted to be a part of that case,
but couldn't because he was close to retiring.
He died convinced that Mrs. Cristina was killed.
How sad is that?
Sounds like you loved her.
Yes.
She…
She always treated me like a daughter.
Those last few months, she was…
different.
She was, I don't know, somehow,
filled with a kind of sadness.
Of course.
With Claudio and his whole "I'm God's gift to the world" attitude…
Do you think he had anything to do with her death?
It was dark when I arrived at the house.
All I could hear was Claudio. He was calling for me.
Fer…
-Fer. -I was so confused.
I just felt so much hate.
Help me.
So, I grabbed the knife.
And I stabbed him.
Fer, no one mentioned a knife in the forensic's report.
-Why don't you believe me, Livia? -No, I do believe you.
But you were high, and there are things that, I don't know,
just don't make sense.
For example, what about his body?
I threw it in the water.
You? In the state you were in?
You couldn't kill him like that, let alone carry a dead body.
-What if I…? -Fer.
I think you were hallucinating.
Thank you.
Livia.
Why are you here?
Are you okay?
No.
They had very fancy parties in this house. Behind closed doors, of course.
You'd see expensive cars drive up with bodyguards…
Drug lords?
No, worse.
The guests were political.
Magistrates, and lawyers, ambassadors.
One time there was even a president. Imagine that.
In a small community like this, there are no secrets.
Rumors started that these events were part of some secret cult.
Where they made sacrifices,
satanic rituals,
orgies.
Do you think they made videos?
What?
Well, if they recorded these parties or these rituals,
wouldn't there be footage of it all on video?
-Videos? -Yes.
Of course, videos.
I did find evidence of a small camera.
-In the master bedroom. -Mm.
Except Mrs. Helena told me no.
They didn't like to have cameras here.
She said this place is too much of a sanctuary for her husband.
What if there are other cameras we don't know about?
That's what we're trying to find.
Tell me where my father is.
I need to know.
I want to ask him why there are so many secrets in this family,
and why he left me here.
I want him to tell me that it's all a bad dream.
That everything's going to be fine, and that he still loves me.
There's not much I can say.
But let me take care of you.
I'm glad you're here.
I can't believe how much I missed you.
I wonder if anything would've been different for my family
had I not gone to Tulum.
Do you ever think about what would've happened to us?
Why did you go, Livia?
Were you ashamed to be with someone who works for your family?
I wasn't ashamed.
I was more afraid of my dad.
I was weak then.
If he turns up, what would you do?
I hope I tell him to fuck off.
Obviously, I'd like to know if he's alive somewhere,
that he's fine.
I really do hate him, but…
he's still my dad.
And he's the only one I have.
I will find him, Livia.
Do you trust me?
Helena!
Huh?
Who's that?
-Helena! -It's Octavio.
I want to open the door to that hallway,
but I don't have the right tools.
I need a screwdriver or something.
There's a room downstairs with stuff. Can you find something for me?
I'll see if I can find a screwdriver.
-Thank you. -Okay.
Oh, shit!
Where are the videos? Come on.
What are you doing here?
She's not here?
Where is she?
I thought she was with you this afternoon.
She was, but she left.
Well, she's probably at the hospital.
Hey. What happened, Octavio?
Why are you so beat up? Who hit you?
Hey! What's going on?
I'll tell you, but I gotta find some videos.
Videos? Why?
Dad and Helena must have some videos hidden here somewhere.
Don't ask why. If we want to find out what happened, we need to find them.
Help me look for some USBs or some DVDs or cassettes.
-I don't know. -Octavio.
Why? Jesus.
What the hell were you looking for in that box, and why are you hiding it?
I'm trying to find something to get us out of this.
It feels like you're setting me up for a fucking trap.
It's no trap. Fer had a relapse. I'm being honest with you.
I told you about Antonio. I went to your house, you weren't there.
Cops wanted to take me. What don't you believe?
I'm scared! I don't know what's happening anymore!
I love you, but I don't know if I can trust you.
They're trying to frame us both.
Octavio thinks you and I killed Claudio. Both of us!
You're doubting me?
-Shit, you really are worried. -Of course I'm having doubts.
-Hey, Iván. -I can't…
Iván, we're both in this together.
If we start doubting each other, we're both totally screwed.
But we're not enemies. We have to be there for each other.
-Iván, please. -Helena, Helena.
I've defended you.
I haven't said anything about you being involved, or the reason I was there,
because we have an agreement.
I just… don't know where to turn.
Are you also doubting the feelings you have for me?
-You're questioning that too. -No…
Listen to me. I'm in this with you.
You have to trust me, okay?
I love you.
-What's happened? Iván, please. Iván. -Stop it.
Iván, where are you going?
You have to believe I won't let you get hurt.
Iván.
Iván!
Livia.
This has to be it.
-Dad had these hidden in his office. -Put it in.
Uh… let's see.
First we buckle up our shoes…
You can stand up now.
-Go on. -Your brother will help. Go ahead.
-There you go, nice work. -There she is. Oh.
That's it, my love.
You're teaching your baby sister how to walk. What a big boy…
-You did it. -You see that?
So beautiful.
I'm proud of you.
Thanks for agreeing to get in the car.
-No strings attached. -I'm in no mood for jokes, Helena.
Where did you hide after the police came to your apartment?
I was… with someone I trust.
A client?
First the jokes, and now the jealousy?
What are you doing?
Helena. Why are you driving off the road?
What's going on? Helena.
Damn it.
Helena.
What now?
Do you know why I'm not jealous?
Because no one is going to make you feel the way I do.
Livia. Livia.
They didn't let me see Fernando yesterday. I spent the night at the prosecutor's.
You have every right to be angry, but let me just--
No, there are no buts.
It's my fault for thinking you had a brain in that skull.
If I run away from this, it will follow me for my entire life.
Fedra, I want to prove I'm innocent.
Just don't let Helena's mistakes turn you into a fool.
She's a manipulator.
She shouldn't be taking you from the people you love.
Does she know who your family is?
Uh-- I haven't found the right time to tell her.
You're afraid of what she might do.
What happens when she finds out the truth?
I'll deal with that when the time comes.
Okay? I just need to know one thing.
What do you know about the parties they organized together?
The parties?
In town, everyone knew about these parties Claudio would organize
that would last for days.
They'd invite politicians, businessmen, everyone important.
That's enough, Iván.
-Go on. Out of my house. -Tell me if they made videos of parties.
And I'm telling you, you need to get out of here right now.
Octavio told me the truth.
That you have a lover posing as a journalist to get close to my father.
And that he was with him when he disappeared.
-You don't know the truth about anything. -You're a murderer, is what I know.
I've no idea where that journalist is.
Your dad had enemies because he wasn't exactly a saint.
-Everyone knew it. -You never loved him.
You only married him for his money.
Now I know you had a reason to get revenge.
Why are you doing this?
Fernando told me it was my father who introduced him to drugs.
He said that Dad would beat him up.
That must be hell for a mother.
-Do you know what else he told me? -I don't want to hear it.
Fernando confessed to me that he stabbed him.
-What did you say? Fernando what? -Hold on one second.
-This isn't true. You know it. -I knew it.
Listen to me, please. Octavio!
-Where's my dad, asshole? -Octavio!
What did you do to him? Wake up! Wake up and tell me now!
-Octavio! Security! -Tell me the fucking truth!
-Call the police! -Where did you hide his body, junkie?
-You want me to call the police? -Okay. I'll leave you alone.
Fedra, just tell me what exactly happened at those parties.
It's Valle de Bravo. Anyone important lives in that place.
The most important politicians, the most important businessmen.
They drank, and they fucked each other. Vomited, and did it all over again.
They watched the sunrise. That's what happened at parties.
Thinking they were some kind of special thing is ridiculous.
Have you been to one? Did they take videos?
Police station. Can I help you?
Fernando killed him. She just said it.
We need another search of the lake. Now!
I don't give a damn, Pablo. We have to do this.
I'm fucking certain my dad's body is in that lake.
Antonio, where the fuck are you?
Sofía, Commander.
Aw, shit.
-Here, let me at least help you with that. -No, I'm fine.
-I don't have time for this, okay? -I need your help.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah.
Hm.
Like I needed your help searching the Martínez home last night?
Yes, but then Helena showed up.
And if it wasn't for me, you would've been caught.
-We shouldn't have been there, that's all. -Hm. Are you through?
Here, let me get that.
PSYCHIATRIST
It's not only an addiction issue but also a potential suicide attempt.
Fernando needs to be contained in a specialized clinic.
Yes, and that's why we can take care of him at home.
We can do it together or hire someone, you know, like a nurse.
Fernando needs to be in a controlled space,
with people specialized in cases like this,
who know what he's going through.
We know what he's going through. We can take care of him.
We'll do as you say.
You serious, Helena?
-I could do this. I promise you… -That's enough.
Enough, Livia.
Fer needs rehabilitation.
I also have to protect him from Octavio.
Fernando killed him.
I don't think it was Fernando.
Who was it then? You either know something, or you don't.
No way he got rid of a corpse.
My father, wounded and running from that drug addict.
Maybe he ran here, fell into the water. He didn't have to carry the body.
Why defend that asshole? You being paid by Helena?
Talking that way will only make it worse, Octavio.
You told me that the night he disappeared,
Claudio and Helena hired you for a threesome, is that right?
Hmm.
Then Helena stood you up and you got into a fight with Claudio
because you didn't want to have sex with him.
-That part is true. -Hm.
Claudio wanted to force me, I didn't want to, and we fought.
I'm not so sure about that. Mm.
After what I saw last night, I'd say you guys were fighting out of jealousy.
It's evident that you and Helena have a relationship.
All I want is for all of this to go away.
Then start by telling me the truth, Iván.
I'm in love with Helena.
Everything I did was to protect her from him.
He was threatening to kill her and her son.
I was just remembering when I was a little boy,
and you and I lived in that tiny room in Narvarte.
Remember that?
Mm-hm.
I was also thinking about that time I fell down the metal stairs
and hurt my head.
You blamed yourself, saying it was your fault
for making us live in a shack on a rooftop.
It was the happiest time of my life, living in that little room.
What would've happened if we had never left there?
And if you had never met Claudio?
I'd do anything to go back in time with you.
For us to be back in that little room.
Just us, alone.
I would give anything…
to never have exposed you to Claudio.
How could you know?
He would only hit and mistreat me when you were away somewhere.
I should've seen it coming. A mother is supposed to know these things.
-No. -Yes.
No.
He always hit me in places where you wouldn't even notice.
I only told you about this recently, and look what happened.
He beat you and stopped us from leaving the house.
No. I stayed with him because he threatened to kill you.
I wanted to protect you, that's why I stayed.
-And that's why I killed him. -Stop saying that.
You are no killer.
Octavio is taking advantage of your confusion.
I'm sending you to a clinic.
You'll be rehabilitated.
And you'll be safe from Octavio.
You… will never have violence in your life ever again.
I can't undo what he did, but I can protect you.
And all the drugs in the world,
they'll never help you forget.
What I can promise you is this.
I will not allow him to continue ruining our lives.
Octavio, they didn't find the body because there's nothing there.
-The search divers are some of the best. -Hm.
You think those goons the prosecutor ordered to babysit me are any good?
Better than nothing.
You think you could kill Magic?
If I could kill the bastards around him all the time, I might have a chance.
I think my dad planned his own disappearance
and hid all those videos. I mean, why the fuck didn't he warn me?
He knew they'd look for me, that they'd try to kill me,
and he still left me with this mess.
Motherfucker.
Let's go home, grab some things, and I'll take you to the airport.
Holy shit! They just shot those fuckers.
What's wrong? Why are you so quiet?
I keep thinking about what you said,
that you're also being framed.
Octavio and Pablo know everything about us.
They showed me both, our profiles on Tinder and our photos…
-What did you tell them? -I acted like I didn't know anything.
I said I didn't know you were an escort.
When you asked me to record Claudio that night, hoping to extort him…
…it wasn't the first time you had done something like that, was it?
Do you know what you're going to do?
No.
But I don't plan on running and hiding for the rest of my life.
The drug addict stepson confessed to killing him.
I swear to God.
That's what he said.
And the body?
The body will…
It'll turn up. Give it a few days.
-We just need time, that's all. -Yeah.
And those videos?
Um… Helena says she doesn't know anything, but she's lying. I know she's lying.
Or it's one big set-up.
Your father already took off with my money.
I bet he's changed his identity, and he's just living off the spoils.
Please, come on. We're just talking.
It's my telephone. Answer it, it's in my jacket.
It could be news.
They may have found my father's body.
Yes, hello?
I have information on a subject that concerns you.
But it will cost you a lot of money.
-Good afternoon, Martha. -Good afternoon, Mr. Prosecutor.
-Any update on the lake search at Valle? -No.
Octavio hasn't given us an update yet.
But there is someone waiting for you in your office.
Who wants to see me?
I do.
It's a pleasure.
Iván Díaz.
-I know who you are. -Good.
I'm here to tell you all I know about the disappearance of Claudio Martínez.
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