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What are we going to do?

We can't continue this way.

You told me everything was under control.

You don't control a thing.

You can't react that way.

You can't lose control in front of him.

You know it's my responsibility. Do I have to remind you why?

Do I have to remind you that you opened your legs for him?

You'll do what I say. If I tell you to lick the carpet,

go to the floor and lick the carpet.

You're a slave. Mine and his.

What I don't understand is why you still want me

to be your owner.

I don't know why I ask if I already know.

Because you're a whore. You were his whore, and what a whore.

And now I make you feel like a whore with power.

And who doesn't like power?

But regretfully, only I can give you that.

I'm your owner, Rosario.

3 YEARS EARLIER

-I brought you water. -I don't want any.

-Come on. -I don't want it!

-Alfredo. -Where's Rosario?

-I don't know. -Was she with you last night?

-Yes, we had breakfast and she came here. -She never arrived.

-I don't understand. -You don't understand?

-She was kidnapped. Do your job. -Kidnapped?

Good morning.

What are you still doing here?

Wait, wait, wait. Which one?

You're an asshole.

Yes.

Sorry to call you at this hour,

it's inconvenient,

but I need to ask you a favor.

Yes. News travels fast.

Yes, I need to meet with you later.

I also wanted Bambiri to assist.

Of course, Eugenio is 100 percent with me on this.

Yes.

Okay, I'll call you later.

Yeah, yeah.

Of course. Bye.

He accepted backing us when I named you.

What do you have?

-I ordered the usual for you. -Thanks. Really.

He told me that your presence inspired trust.

She's always exaggerating. Poor thing. She only has her seat.

She's the kind of person specialized in what she does,

and the idea of losing her job makes her pervious, but not us.

Of course. It's a good thing I have you in my life.

Perrone is returning from C�rdoba tomorrow.

If we sway him, the party's presidency is yours.

Excuse me. It's Alfredo, I have to get this.

-Hi. -Finally, woman.

-What's up? I'm in a meeting. -Rosario is nowhere to be found.

-What are you saying? -I think they kidnapped her.

I'll call Bernal, he has to take responsibility. Please come.

Alfredo thinks Rosario was kidnapped.

Well, that report didn't help.

-I have to go to the station. -Isabel, I'll talk to the rest.

They won't do anything to Rosario and if they did,

it's just to threaten her.

And a couple of things, Isabel.

One, you can count on me...

for anything.

And two, you're a very strong woman.

Flaunt it anytime you can.

It's an excellent way to do politics without being noticed.

John Doe,

38 years old, 5' 8" tall.

Rigidity present in jaw,

neck and lower limbs.

Yes, come in.

-Rulfo. -DNA will have to wait two more days.

-Sons of bitches. -Calm down, Franco. You know how it is.

But this can't be, I can never give a complete presentation.

I'm about to retire and I'm still asking myself the same thing.

Call me when you receive it.

One moment, I want to show you something.

I don't want you to think that I'm becoming senile,

but last night I couldn't sleep.

I tossed and turned...

with a very strange feeling.

And around 4 a.m.,

this image came to mind.

I searched for this all morning.

You don't know how relieved I was once I found it.

Because sometimes my brain cells get scrambled and I imagine things.

25021985.

-It's the same number as Garello's. -Exactly the same.

Except it's a bar code.

Thirty-five years ago,

we found a series of female bodies with similar tattoos...

and with the same number as the body we found.

It was during the dictatorship and these sons of bitches were perfectly capable,

but we never knew if the killer was military...

or some madman.

We never knew anything.

-Okay. But this isn't a coincidence. -I wish it was.

Because that was a massacre.

-I have to get this. Do you mind? -Go ahead.

-Don't forget the DNA. -Okay.

-Hi. -I knew this was going to end badly.

-What's up Santa Cruz? -Rosario's missing.

-We can't find her anywhere. -What happened?

-She was going to meet with a hooligan. -Was there any contact?

-Did somebody call? -Nobody knows anything!

Don't lose your cool. We won't solve anything this way.

You won't tell me what to do.

You don't know the mess you're in! I'm coming to see you.

What's up, Rusito?

-Nothing. -Nothing? You look like a ghost.

I'm the same as always, Roque. I don't know what to say.

You smoke and I get stoned?

I'm seeing visions? I'm crazy?

Leave him alone. Let him smoke a joint.

That bitch threw you off balance and you're paranoid.

Tell me I'm paranoid again and I'll tear you to pieces.

Did you hear? Paranoid? I'm worried.

Don't you see that everything is being shot to shit?

Years of sacrifice, and then this bitch comes.

Hey, Roque, listen.

Did we ever have a problem here?

Never, man. We're like cats.

We always land on our feet.

This is different, Quique. We have a whistleblower.

Keep an eye on everybody and tell me anything you see.

You have to squeeze her, you have to get something out of her.

I don't know, cut off a finger.

Whatever you want from the shoulders down, just don't touch her face.

I don't like this one bit, Bernal.

One of the most important journalists in this country,

daughter of a representative, and she's in danger because of you.

-You don't know the mess you're in. -And what will you do?

Who are you going to call? This is what they want.

They want us nervous, angry. They don't want us to think clearly.

We have to be calm, serene, and we have to think.

This is not an extortion kidnapping.

This is an abduction. They don't want money.

They want the name of the undercover agent,

but I won't give it to them.

Why? Because we'll remain calm and we'll think.

Think carefully about what are we going to do.

Rosario won't talk either.

-She has to hang in there. If not-- -If not, what?

My agent will see that she doesn't talk.

-But she can hang in there. -She can't. She's in danger.

She won't be able to endure this, fucking little shit!

-Fucking little shit! -Excuse me, I have to get this.

-Yes. What? -I imagine you already know.

Don't play dumb, Franco. She's been here for four hours.

Carbone is pressing me to make her speak. We have to get her out.

Wait one moment. Excuse me, but it's important.

I'll destroy your career.

I'll destroy you, little DA shit! Fuck you!

Why are you worried? You know Carbone is an idiot.

The worst kind, an idiot with a gun.

Listen, she knows me. What if she talks?

You don't worry about a thing.

Keep her safe. Take care of her. Keep her under lock and silent.

Tell the idiot that you want to deal with her personally.

I'll deal with the outside. Inside, everything is under control.

Now it's time to control the outside.

And remember, the one who always shows his face is the idiot.

Don't forget, once he's gone,

who'll be in charge of all that?

-Everything is under control. Sit down. -What happened?

-I need to know what's happening. -She's okay.

I want to talk to you. I have an idea. A plan.

-I'm not sure Isabel can replace Rosario. -She can.

Imagine the public repercussions of seeing Isabel on camera,

announcing these events.

The country will come to a halt.

Her in front of the camera, and repeat that report.

-Carbone's? -Yes. Repeat it endlessly.

The important thing is to always be live

until I can get new information.

-I'll call the Secretary of Security. -No. You'll make things worse.

My daughter is in danger.

How many times do I have to repeat that?

It's true. Your daughter is in danger. But we have the power.

We have to burn Carbone down. We have to air that report endlessly.

That way, they won't be able to touch her.

Then do whatever you want.

Call the secretary, the police, firemen. Whoever you want.

I have to talk to Isabel.

-You're making me dizzy. -You don't trust me?

Someone suspected of political corruption?

You do what you have to do from the TV station.

I don't deal with the ones who want my head.

I want my daughter with me,

as soon as possible.

I've decided to trust you.

Make sure everything turns out okay.

All right. You keep calm.

And remember that all information always comes from Agent H.

And please, talk to Isabel. Convince your wife.

Water.

First you feed me information and then you hit me?

I don't get it.

You have to be patient.

Do I have to believe you?

If you want, I can call Carbone.

He's good at making people talk.

I want to leave.

We'll leave. I promise.

-When this is all over, I'll destroy you. -Isabel, please.

We can keep wasting time

discussing who was responsible for your daughter's safety.

Or we can find her. Which do you prefer?

I prefer that you don't treat me like I'm one of your employees.

I'm asking for a favor. One that can save your daughter's life.

Talk to the country.

Take Rosario's place and tell them what's happening.

Look.

Mom Do everything he says.

How does she know I'm with you?

You'll find out.

For now, you have to keep quiet.

Even if it doesn't look like it, we're on the same side.

I need to go to the bathroom.

How long will I be here?

They've already told you to do as I say.

And now I say you have to keep quiet. Okay?

Let's go.

What if somebody else saw the message?

Trust me.

Don't ask for the impossible, Bernal.

-You can't tell me who Agent H is. -Exactly.

We have to remain calm, Isabel. You know how things work.

Sometimes you wait, sometimes you act. It's time to wait.

-Everything's ready. They're waiting. -Give me a minute.

I tell you calmly,

and for your own good, achieve the impossible

to recover my daughter.

Don't keep your audience waiting.

It's not that difficult to upload a photo of Isabel to Instagram,

Facebook and Twitter. We pay a fortune to the publicity guy.

Okay, enough of this. I need to see tonight's promos.

I'll give them the green light.

-We aren't airing them? -Almost. I have to check them.

Okay. Pablo? Did he give you the clothes?

Yes, we have everything.

-Hairdresser, makeup? -Everything's ready.

Listen to me, Andrea.

We have to make a lot of noise. Real loud. Got it?

I want Rosario back. Okay?

Bernal seems confident.

-She'll come back, Alfredo. Come on. -I hope so.

Be strong.

I know, when he gets tired of drinking with his friends

and fucking every girl, he returns to you like a wet puppy.

He can go to hell.

Why don't you go out with that guy from Environmental Law?

If you went out with him three times and he didn't touch you, he's a fag.

You can give me more details later. Bye.

-You're going to kill me. -You forgot.

No, I didn't forget. I had a very busy day.

Why don't we see each other tonight?

If you really want to. If not, let's do it another day.

No, I want it and I need it. At the bar?

-Eight sharp. -Nine.

-So, we can have dinner. -Okay.

Hi. How are you?

Hi.

-Are there many reporters? -Four or five.

They won't bother you. They're limited to a box.

This is in the order you requested.

-Good. Alfredo? -At the studio.

Are you nervous?

No, not really.

I'm mad. And that plays against you.

Alfredo will take care of you. We all will.

-Thank you. -Let's go.

-How do I look? -Simple, elegant, good.

-With a ton of makeup. -HD changed the rules.

Guys, when on air, no flashes.

Could it be? Okay?

All right, I'm ready. Thanks.

Bring my daughter back.

On air!

Good day.

Thank you for watching this special edition of 24/7 News.

I'm not here today as the channel owner.

Nor as a journalist or representative.

I'm here as a mother.

Hours ago, my daughter was kidnapped,

the host of this news show,

Rosario Santa Cruz.

ROSARIO SANTA CRUZ KIDNAPPED

My husband Alfredo and I haven't received any news,

that's why I appeal to you, the citizens.

If you have information, please,

let us know.

I also call on the Secretary of Justice,

the police chief and the Secretary of Security.

I beg you to provide all means necessary

to guarantee my daughter's safety.

The only thing she did was to expose

a human trafficking ring.

We can't live in a country where informing the people

becomes a dangerous sport.

Reverting this situation

depends on you.

TRAFFICKING, A GLOBAL SCOURGE

I want my daughter back alive.

And I beg you not only...

as a mother, and in the name of my husband,

but as...

journalists that advocate the freedom of the press.

The only thing Rosario did...

was to inform, and you won't shut us up.

No matter how sordid and well organized this ring is,

you won't shut us up.

Let's see the report again.

And I hope we can answer these questions soon:

Where is Rosario Santa Cruz?

And who is Roque Carbone?

Fucking bitch!

Hey, what's up?

This fucking old bitch burnt me down.

Fucking shit.

Where's Quique?

He wasn't here today. Do you want me to look for him?

No, leave it.

Go and take a look if there's anything strange.

-Do I have to go too, Roque? -No, sit down.

Fucking shit.

Get Quique.

-I don't know where he is. -Look for him, find him!

Yes. Yes, yes, yes.

Perfectly.

Yes.

I don't want the press anywhere around here.

I don't want trouble with the press...

Bernal, I have somebody here that sends you her regards.

Rodriguez,

tell Bernal I want him here now.

Not in two days, now.

My boss is a DA, I can't give him orders.

I don't find it funny.

I'll make it simple. I'll send the press to the DA's office

and you deal with them. What do you think?

Did you hear that?

Yes, I'm hearing you. I'm busy with Rosario Santa Cruz's case.

What a mess, right?

Yes, that's why I'm here.

Tell Garrido her hair will fall out if she gets too stressed.

Tell your boss I heard him. We'll talk later.

I'll keep you up to date, Bernal.

He's not coming, so we have to deal with this on our own.

Don't be so familiar with me, Rodriguez.

I don't like it.

Colombo.

-I was looking for you. -What's up?

Carbone is crazy.

-Roque, what's happening? -So?

Did you get something out of her?

-Nothing. -Fucking bitch! I'll deal with her.

Hey, hey, Roque! Come here! What happened?

What happened? What happened?

It happened that that old bitch is worse than her daughter.

I have a dilemma. Do I keep her here forever?

Or do I shoot her in the head and all my problems go away?

Calm down. Are you crazy?

Give me time. She'll talk.

I don't have time, Quique.

I need to know now who that snitching son of a bitch is.

What? Why are you looking at me?

You're like a father to me. You know that, right?

I don't know, boy. I wonder why you've been so strange lately.

You don't know? What the hell don't you know?

I'll cut my tongue out before snitching on you.

Listen to me, Roque. You're crazy. Calm down.

I'll break her, calm down. Have I ever failed you?

Look at me. Never.

Calm down. I'll break her.

It's true, you didn't break her.

Are you doing your job? Or are you hot for her?

What's the matter with you?

-You're paranoid, he's right. Paranoid. -Paranoid my ass, Quique.

I'm tired of everybody fucking with me.

This ends here. Go and bring me the girl that's fucking the DA.

Hey, stop it. DA? What DA?

You know what's best for you? Don't do anything.

Do nothing. Okay?

Give me a few minutes. I'll make her talk. Easy-peasy.

You know what I'll do? I'll make her talk and then I'll fuck her.

Her ass will look like an onion ring.

Go, Quique. Go. Bring her. I'll deal with her.

If Agent H really exists,

she'll tell me.

And if that DA placed him here,

he'll know who I am. I'll make him pay dearly.

Go, Quique.

Go with that idiot and bring me the girl who's fucking the DA.

-I'm leaving. -No.

You don't go anywhere. You'll stay here until it's over.

Isabel, your daughter is fine. You have nothing to worry about.

And you know what you have to do. Repeat the Carbone report over and over.

We'll defeat them, trust me.

One day, you'll come for a favor and I'll be waiting to say yes.

One more thing, I have a list of people I want you to interview here.

-I want a commission if ratings go up. -How honest.

Always.

Wait for my call.

-Juan Cruz! Juan Cruz! -Do you know anything about Rosario?

-Who's in charge of the investigation? -We can't tell you.

How's the family?

-Her family is in shock. No. -Did the administration call you?

Were you the last to see her before she disappeared?

Yes. We slept together last night and this morning we had breakfast.

And then I arrived at the TV station and found out about this.

I can't understand it.

He doesn't know, he says. What doesn't he know?

He doesn't know I live for him? I do his bidding all day.

I'm tired of him.

I need another job, Rusito.

We won't get anywhere here.

I don't know. Travel. Find a girlfriend. Something else.

I'm serious. I know what I'm saying.

Since when are you my friend?

You want me to go away,

so you can have both jobs for yourself. You're so smart.

I'm smart, you're an imbecile. Do whatever you want.

Whatever you feel like.

Obviously.

-That bitch is still in there. -Put your leg down.

Don't touch me. Don't touch me! You do it all the time.

Give me a drag?

When you smoke, you're an idiot.

Do you think you're sexy if you smoke? Moron.

You look like a mommy when you smoke.

-Do you hear me? -Perfectly.

Andrea talked to the secretary.

Today he can't come, but he promised to be here tomorrow.

I hope Rosario is the one who interviews him.

Water, please.

Thanks.

Alfredo, I'll change the drill.

I'll say some words before airing the report.

Are you sure?

We're back in five, four, three, two...

We're back.

First, Larissa Torres disappeared, and the country was shocked.

A young woman who left her house

and never came back.

Rosario remembered her month after month.

And today, one year after her abduction,

we have to mourn Claudia Garello's death

and the kidnapping of my daughter, Rosario Santa Cruz.

Do you know why Rosario isn't here today

doing her job,

among colleagues, friends

and family?

For telling the truth.

For reporting the news.

For having shown the face of a slave-driver criminal.

Does this problem exist in our country alone?

Of course not.

Human trafficking,

it's a global calamity.

The numbers are terrifying.

At this exact moment,

thousands of girls are dragged from their homes

and enslaved

by unscrupulous criminals like Roque Carbone.

It's up to the justice system to find Larissa Torres.

To find Rosario Santa Cruz,

it's up to the justice system.

To put Roque Carbone in jail, it's up to the justice system.

To end this calamity,

it's up to us.

As a journalist, woman and representative,

I promise to do all in my power to end this scourge.

This is very difficult, Alfredo.

Stop doing that.

Stop doing that, asshole! Are you a moron?

Who do you think I am?

Moron.

A moron, right? Of course.

Rusito, the moron.

Moron, imbecile, asshole.

Rusito is all that.

-I see you. I know what you do. -What do you see?

The moron looks at what you do.

I see the things you do.

You like that journalist.

You have to take four or five pills.

A lot, really, a lot of sparkling water and you'll look young.

Yeah, but three nights in a row seems like a lot.

-Well, one for each one. -Right. Only guys? I don't believe you.

Well, Franco and I invited a woman.

-Are you kidding? -Oti.

-You called Oti? -Yes.

It's crazy.

Don't get jealous, we can invite you whenever you want.

Stop it. I told you, I don't like those kind of jokes.

Okay. Okay. I forgot you were a nun.

Anyway, don't worry, tonight,

I'll sleep tight, and tomorrow we'll go wherever you want.

Roque is right. You like her.

What? Is she an FBI agent that you can't make talk?

Suck my dick, Rusito.

I think he's right. You like her.

What's the matter with you? You're very strange.

-I know who you are. -Who am I?

-Well, girl, see you tomorrow. -Take care.

You're the snitch.

-Do you know what you're saying? -You're the snitch.

-I'll tell Roque-- -What's the matter with you, idiot?!

I'm the snitch?! What do you want?!

Imbecile! Don't you know I'll have to kill you?!

Hi, how are you?

We met at college, remember?

Yes, on campus, the other day.

Asshole. Asshole.

Take her gag off.

Well, girl, your time is up.

You and your mother broke my balls.

Now, you'll have to talk.

You'll have to tell me

the name of the son of a bitch who's snitching on me.

I need that.

-I don't know him. -You don't know him?

You don't know him. You're not hearing me.

You have to talk. You have no other way out.

Your time's up. Get it? You have to talk.

There's no other way.

Do you understand what's happening?

So...

tell me who Agent H is.

Come on, I'm listening.

Talk. Come on. Talk.

-I don't know who he is. I don't know. -Talk.

I don't who he is. I don't know his name.

-Don't tell me you don't know! Talk. -I don't know.

-Talk. Talk! -I don't know who he is!

You won't talk? You'll talk, fucking bitch!

You won't talk? Come here, come on.

-Come, come. -Leave her alone.

On your knees, bitch, or I'll smash your head in!

Look at her. Do you see her?

This is your last chance. Who is Agent H?

Who is he?

-Who is he?! You don't know? -I don't know him!

3 YEARS LATER

Do you think I did it all so some asshole can fuck us

because he feels betrayed?

Don't even get near him. If he wants to come, we'll let him.

I'll be waiting for him.

I didn't suck all those dicks and pussies so an idiot could take it all away.

My darling, Daddy's back.

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