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INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS

It's my private life, Andrea.

Is it true or not? Did you have an affair with her?

It's complicated, okay?

That's not what I asked you.

Did you have an affair with her when Mom was sick? Yes or no?

No, it didn't happen the way they told you, okay?

Verónica's brother and I went to college together.

I've known Verónica since long before I met your mother.

So you were always in love with her.

"In love." No, Andrea.

If I'd wanted to be with Verónica, I would have done so. Believe me.

Did Mom know?

Know what? That I knew her?

When she was dying, when she couldn't get out of bed.

Did she know you were having an affair?

Yes.

Unbelievable.

Andrea, come back here!

You have no idea.

You have no idea what it's like to care for a sick person.

To see your wife wasting away.

I was scared, okay?

I was scared of being alone.

Yes, that's very clear to me.

What are you doing?

I remember seeing her sad, seeing her crying.

Because she was dying. What could I do?

No, it wasn't because of that! It was because of you!

I cared for her until the last minute of her life.

Sure, while you were seeing another woman.

And I was stupid enough to believe you couldn't be with us

because you had business trips.

Surely you traveled to Mexico City to see her.

That's not true.

When she died…

When I was alone with her, when I found her on the floor…

were you with Verónica?

-Were you with her or not? -Of course not!

Then where were you?

I was with Joaquín, okay?

Or how else would I have gotten home in ten minutes?

I don't believe you. You're so fucking selfish.

Selfish?

You think I'm selfish?

Do you think I wanted to spend 20 years selling insurance?

That I didn't want to do something different?

That my dream was to devote myself to being a father?

But I never complained! Never!

Even though I've cared for you every day for ten years.

You cared for me so well

that you couldn't get there 30 minutes before Carlos raped me.

You can't say that to me.

You can't say that to me.

Don't talk to Isabel and don't talk to me. I want you off my case today.

THE TRIAL

Elenita, look what I found. Isn't it great?

I'm not eating that.

Come on. I know you love it.

Then I'm going to eat it.

No!

-Look, Dad. It's you. -Really?

Mom needs to rest because she looks terrible.

Right?

We're running a bit late. Is the doll taking lessons as well?

So, who's your best friend?

-Elena. -Your sister's your best friend?

-Yes. -And who's yours?

Tell us the truth.

Hey!

Okay, there's nothing wrong with being honest.

Okay. Ready?

I'm leaving the little monsters with you.

-Monsters? -Okay. The girls.

-Yes. -Sir, the Huertas have just arrived.

Again!

Stop treating that fucking girl like a victim, damn it!

She's trying to screw you over.

Are you going to let that happen?

You better be ready,

or she'll eat you alive during the confrontation.

And look her in the eye without blinking.

Let's do this again. From the beginning.

I never wanted to have anything to do with you or any of your friends.

Aren't you Gerardo's friend since elementary school?

That doesn't mean I ever wanted to be your friend.

Have I ever contacted you?

Have I ever texted you?

Have I ever been to your house?

I never invited you over.

I wouldn't have gone anyway.

Because you're trash.

If I'm trash, then why did you go after me at the party?

-Why were you so pushy? -You started it.

You were pushy because you know I've always been disgusted by you.

Because you can't stand the fact that I've never paid any attention to you.

I don't get it.

You're paying this woman to talk shit to me?

I won't put up with someone who talks to me like this.

What do you think Andrea will say to you during the confrontation?

Do you think she'll read you a love letter?

Do you want to do this or not?

Of course I do.

Maybe we can ask the judge to skip this step.

I won't skip anything, okay?

We'll continue tomorrow.

I'm telling you, she's at Isabel's.

She won't speak to me or answer my texts.

-I don't know what to do. -I wish I could help you, Miguel.

Really, but I don't think I can go to Puebla right now.

I was fired from the magazine.

Because of what Huerta exposed about us?

My editor accused me of having a conflict of interest with you.

So what happens now?

What are you going to do with the other article you wrote?

No one will publish it now.

We must do something. We can't leave it like this.

There's nothing we can do.

We should've known they could use that against us.

Should we also have known that my brother

would end up giving Huerta information about my private life?

I don't know. Maybe.

Good luck, Miguel.

Bye.

Let's see if I got this.

Refusing to confront the Portillos means we're afraid of them?

It's not that easy.

There'll be a report which will be reviewed later.

And not just by me.

Escalante, what are you saying?

If Carlos screws up during the confrontation,

he won't be able to help you.

The boy's struggling, but he's improving.

No, he's not improving at all.

Things are getting complicated.

And, to be honest,

I'm sick and tired of seeing my name in the paper every single day.

The best option is to close the case.

Avoid the confrontation and make the judge's job easier.

It's the best thing we can do with cases like these.

"Cases like these"?

Raúl.

You must be kidding.

What was my only condition to let you stay here?

To smoke by the window. Sorry.

Has my dad called you?

Only around 60 times.

And?

And I told him you're staying with me and that you don't want to talk to him.

Trust me.

Is there any way to know who'll be on the jury?

Stop watching American movies, Andrea.

It doesn't work like that here in Mexico.

Get used to the idea that there won't be a confrontation.

They won't request it. They have no reason to.

I bet Carlos will ask for it.

Even if he does, his lawyer won't allow it.

He wants to beat me in front of everyone, in front of his lawyer and his dad.

He'll ask for it.

Hi, sweetie.

I couldn't sleep a wink all night.

-Why not? -Nacho. Didn't you hear him?

Poor dog. He was howling all night. I think he's sick.

I don't know.

You're tense. Let's relax those shoulders.

I think your father's right. We don't have to do any of that.

Any of what?

The confrontation.

Didn't he tell you? There won't be a confrontation.

It's better that way, right? So you'll avoid--

So you also think I'll mess up or what?

-No, I didn't say that. -Then what?

Why risk going up against people like them?

Carlos.

I decide if we request a confrontation, not you.

I'll call you back.

Look, Carlos. This isn't a game.

I can't allow the slightest chance that we might lose the case.

We won't lose!

What? You don't trust me?

Son, please!

-I'm not talking about that. -Yes you are.

Do you believe I can do it or not?

Listen, you can't make these decisions impulsively.

You have to think about what you're doing.

You're the one who's not thinking about me.

You have no idea what it feels like when you're being accused like this.

When people believe you are guilty.

If you make one mistake during the confrontation, Carlos,

you'll lose the case.

We won't lose, Dad.

Can you trust me for once?

All right. Okay.

Okay, okay.

I just got the notification.

Carlos requested the confrontation.

Yes!

Okay, enough.

We can't celebrate yet.

I have to ask you something.

I heard Huerta pulled some strings with the judge

to accompany Carlos during the confrontation.

He'll be in the room.

We need someone to accompany you.

-Aren't you going to be there with me? -Of course I am.

Me… and a family member.

There's no way I'm asking my dad.

Then who?

I'm looking for Attorney Isabel Juárez.

She's in her office, but she's busy. Sir! You can't go in!

…because the more people there are in the lawsuit--

Tell me it wasn't your idea to have my mother accompany Andrea.

-Miguel, I'm busy. Could you-- -Was it your idea or not?

-Could I have a second? -Yes.

This way.

It was Andrea's idea. She wants her grandmother there.

But I'm her father!

I've been dealing with this since day one!

Lower your voice, please.

I know you're upset.

No, I'm not upset. I'm fucking pissed off.

Andrea doesn't want to see you. What can I do?

Convince her.

I'm sure Huerta is with his son right now, devising a strategy with their lawyer.

-I should be doing the same. -Why?

Just because Huerta is doing that?

No, because I know how they think. Believe me.

Andrea needs me to beat those bastards.

Sorry, Miguel.

But I'm going to ask you to respect your daughter's decision.

How many times do I have to tell you to make eye contact with her?

You were drunk, Andrea.

No. You were drunk. You came after me during the party.

What are you saying? You kissed me.

No. Don't ever admit she kissed you.

But everyone saw that.

And you think "everyone" will be in the courtroom?

Don't admit to anything. Just stick to saying "no," okay?

Go on.

-Who did you go to the party with? -With Sebastián.

-What time did you leave? -I don't know. Around 2:00 or 3:00.

How many women have you slept with?

Answer the question.

-I don't know how many… -Have you ever paid for sex?

-No! No… -Have you ever had sex with a prostitute?

What?

No, never!

You were a virgin when you raped me. That's why you did it.

Were you the only one among your friends who had never fucked?

Don't turn around to look at your dad! Don't turn around to look at me!

Don't turn to look at the judge!

Look her in the eye and answer!

How hard is it to do what I say, damn it?

Carlos, I've seen you get into fights more than 30 times.

That's who you've always been, since we were little.

If it wasn't for your dad, they would've expelled you from school.

Wasn't it you that got expelled for getting into a fight?

I left, dude. I wasn't expelled.

Remember. Be assertive without being rude. Don't call him "dude" or "asshole."

"Carlos." Always "Carlos."

-Okay? -Yes.

Good.

Very good.

I think that's enough for today.

He'll admit it. You'll see.

He'd have to be crazy to admit it in front of the judge.

You clearly don't know him.

The important thing is to support my granddaughter.

Andrea is my responsibility.

Miguel is right. You have no business going to court.

You're not her mother.

I'm the closest thing she has to a mother.

You must respect your daughter's decision. She's not a child anymore.

Margarita, don't get involved!

Open your mouth again and I'll toss the TV out the window.

The judge is in their pocket.

Huerta's lawyer is a fucking gangster.

Huerta offered me millions of pesos so that I wouldn't report him.

Millions! You don't know who you're dealing with.

Well, I'm not afraid of Huerta,

or his lawyers, or anyone else for that matter.

Okay?

At least let me tell you what I think they'll do.

And then you explain it to Andrea.

I won't be your messenger.

There's a reason why my granddaughter trusts me.

So?

You want to keep arguing or will you stay for dinner?

All right.

What's wrong with him? Is he sick?

I don't know.

Sylvia said he had convulsions.

I have to take him to get checked.

Why don't you take him to the vet?

What a drag.

Of course.

I forgot everything's a drag for you guys.

Unlike you guys, who are always working.

Making fun of me?

Are you making fun of me?

Your dad hasn't missed a single day of work in his life.

Not one single day.

I know, Dad. You've told me a thousand times.

But you think that's a drag.

No. I just don't get what that has to do with me.

You don't get anything.

What do you want me to do?

Finish school and go work at a convenience store?

You wouldn't last five minutes there.

I was in jail and I didn't care.

No. You only spent one day there, Carlos. Didn't you? And you were dying.

-One day. -I was fine. Don't bust my balls.

Hey, hey, hey.

Son, son.

Don't talk to me that way.

Never talk to me like that again.

I'm your dad. I saw you being born.

And I know you.

I know you.

You're the type of guy who always likes to win, right?

You like to win.

Then shut up.

Shut up and listen.

Do what your dad and your lawyer say.

That's all you have to do.

How is he?

Good.

Eager to obey.

He has to do exactly what I say, Mariana.

We agree on that, right?

You're in charge.

Miguel?

Give me just one minute.

What do you want?

The mortgage on our parents' house has been paid.

Of course.

This trial will end soon.

Huerta doesn't need you anymore.

Miguel, please. I feel terrible, please understand.

You didn't give a damn about me.

You didn't give a damn about my daughter, my family.

Don't come here to ask me to understand you.

I swear I had no other choice.

No. You definitely had another choice.

-But you wanted to screw me over. -Why would I want that? You're my brother.

I don't want to see you again.

Don't come to see me.

Don't call me.

If you see me on the street, go the other way.

Give me back my cars and we'll go our separate ways.

I'm the dumbass here for spending my life trying to help you.

Charlie?

Come.

Come.

Listen…

I was wrong.

You were right about the confrontation.

You were right about standing up for yourself.

Don't listen to your dad or that lawyer.

They weren't at the party. They don't know what happened.

You're the only one who was there.

Believe in yourself, in your truth.

Everything will be all right. Chin up.

God bless you, my love. I'm very proud of you.

We still have ten minutes. Relax.

I'll be right back.

Don't take too long.

Hi!

I don't want to distract you,

but your grandma told me about the confrontation…

-Thanks for coming. -Are you all right?

Yes, a bit nervous, but I'm okay.

-Want one? -No, thanks.

-Got a light? -Yes.

Isn't your dad coming?

Excuse me.

Andrea.

I told you not to come.

-I can't leave you here alone. -I'm not alone.

Think this through, sweetie. Let me go with you, please.

It'll be fine. Are you okay?

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Good morning.

You may take a seat.

I want to make it clear that only three people can speak here.

The plaintiff.

The accused.

And myself.

Understood?

-Yes. -Yes.

I now give the floor to Mr. Carlos Huerta.

I'd like to say that I was close to absenting myself.

I only came because I didn't do anything. I have nothing to hide. I barely know you.

But I know you perfectly well.

We've gone to the same school since kindergarten.

So what? We've never been friends.

I don't have to be your friend to know who you are.

-You post something new every day. -How would you know?

Last time I checked, you didn't follow me on Instagram.

So you checked.

You're the one who's checking whether I post something or not.

Who's your best friend, Carlos?

Didn't you say you knew me well?

I don't know who my best friend is. Gerardo, I guess.

What about Sebastián?

Yes, Sebastián too.

How many times a week do you see him?

-Two or three times. -At your house?

Sometimes, yes.

Do you ever go over to his house?

-Not that often. -Why not?

I don't live close to his house.

What do you mean? You live five minutes away from him.

Well, I don't know. I just don't go.

How many times have you gone this year?

-I think I didn't go this year. -And last year?

I didn't go either.

You haven't been to his home in two years? Wasn't he your best friend?

Or maybe it's because you're banned from his gated community?

Tell us how you were banned

since you got into a fight with a police officer in his community.

-I don't know what you're talking about. -You don't?

Didn't you try to get in at 3:00 a.m. to wake him up while you were drunk

and they didn't let you?

I don't remember.

-You cracked the cop's head open! -I didn't do that.

We have his testimony.

His file.

He needed surgery.

Did you know that?

Carlos got mad because he couldn't get in.

He went to his car, grabbed a golf club,

approached the officer from behind and smashed his head.

-It wasn't like that. -No?

The asshole went crazy and yelled at me.

He humiliated you in front of Regina and Gerardo, your friends.

-Don't talk bullshit. -Then how did it happen?

We just got into a fight.

No. You hit him.

An officer who was doing his job, and you almost killed him.

There are thousands of stories like this about him.

He goes mental if someone tells him "no." Just like when he raped me.

-I never did anything to you. -No, that's what you do.

You attack defenseless people.

Poor people, drunk girls.

That's who you are. A fucking rapist.

I didn't do it. I never touched you!

Excuse me, Your Honor. Could we have a recess?

I don't know, Carlos. Tell me, do you need a break?

Everything Andrea says is true.

Yes. I wasn't allowed into Sebastián's house that day.

I also fought with that officer.

-It was different with you. -It was the same with me.

No. You never said "no."

Are you admitting that it happened?

I admit we had sex that day in Gerardo's house.

But I never forced you.

You locked me up in the cellar.

I never forced you. Didn't you kiss me in front of everyone?

Are you kidding me? It was a game.

A game you started.

I also kissed other people.

But you kissed me.

Yes, once.

You came looking for me in the bathroom.

What? You were harassing me, asshole.

-I harassed you? So why didn't you leave? -I didn't have a ride.

That's why I texted my dad to pick me up.

Couldn't you have called a taxi or another ride?

If I'm that dangerous, why didn't you just leave?

I think you don't remember what really happened that day.

I remember perfectly, dude. You were drunk.

I think maybe someone convinced you that something happened to you…

Maybe your dad needed money.

That must've been why he extorted my dad before you pressed charges.

It was your dad who offered money to my son.

Ma'am, only young Huerta and your granddaughter may speak.

-But he's lying! -Ma'am, I'm reminding you--

You tried to bribe my son!

Remove her, please!

Ma'am, please.

Please.

Is it over?

What happened?

The judge kicked me out.

-Don't do anything stupid. -I won't leave my daughter there alone.

I'll ask again.

Did you ever say "no"?

I told you 20 times to leave me alone.

But you never said "no." Did you?

I had to push you out of the bathroom!

Answer the question, miss.

-I'm almost sure I said no. -You're almost sure?

-You can't go in. -I have to.

My daughter's in there. She's only 18.

She's alone in there. I have to be with her.

It doesn't matter what I said.

So, do you have evidence?

I did.

What evidence?

My dress.

And where is it?

You threw me on the floor.

I cut my arm because of you, asshole.

I will not allow you to keep talking that way.

Evidence, Andrea. Evidence! Do you have any or not?

Answer.

Answer.

No.

I don't have any.

But that doesn't mean what I'm saying isn't true.

No matter what you say.

May I offer you anything?

Mariana.

He's here to scold me.

Come.

How can you even think of throwing a party right now?

We won.

I want everyone out. You hear me?

-I want everyone out! -What?

Nobody's leaving.

We're celebrating.

Celebrating what, Mariana?

What are you playing at? What are we celebrating?

Oh, no, that's enough.

Do it. Don't be a pussy. Come on.

I can't, young man. Seriously. I'll lose my job.

Do it and I'll give you 1,000 pesos.

I can't, really.

You also hate this music?

You have no idea.

Remember when I organized a soccer tournament

to celebrate Carlos' birthday?

How old were you guys? Eight?

Nine.

You all have changed so much.

Some more than others.

Who's all that food for?

Well, for the family.

It's just Grandpa, you, and me.

I'm sorry.

About the confrontation.

I would've done the same.

-You're not mad at me? -No.

No, Grandma. Not at all. It's all good, okay?

How are you?

I'm… fine.

I mean, I'm really mad, but…

But it's all right.

Really?

Hey, Dad. Did you hear?

Andrea lost the case.

I just saw it.

What a shame.

Hey, what happened with my uncle?

We haven't seen him again since that day he came to see you.

He doesn't talk to you.

You don't mention him.

You don't want to tell me?

You like it?

Of course.

Then wash it.

It's yours.

For real?

For real.

Thank you.

Don't you want to take some food for tomorrow?

-No. -Are you sure?

Thank you. It's okay.

-I'm here for whatever you may need. -Thanks, Grandma.

What are you doing here?

Sorry, Maca said you were here.

I need to talk to you.

Yeah? I also needed your help and you didn't give a fuck.

Wait a second, please.

-No, thanks. -It's about your case.

Didn't you hear? I lost. Your little friend won.

There's a video, Andrea.

Of the cellar.

Of the day of the party.

It's all in there, Andrea.

Everything.