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BASED ON A TRUE STORY

SEPTEMBER 24, 2013

Give me your right hand.

Thumb.

Here.

Index finger.

That's it.

Here, wipe it off.

Rosario, please go over there. For the picture.

There, face forward.

The other side.

And your hands, please.

Towards the camera. Good. Thanks.

- Come with me. - Where?

Come on.

This way, please.

- Please go in. - It's okay. Go in.

THE ASUNTA CASE

Malvar.

Your Honor, she was just processed at the A Coruña headquarters.

Okay. How'd it go at the funeral home?

Well... it could've been worse.

We're searching the Mercedes, but Ms. Porto won't give a statement.

I guess she thinks lying to us once will suffice.

- The funeral will take place here... - Damn it.

I'll call you back.

- The body was found early on Sunday... - Romina!

- Romina! - ...on a country road outside Teo...

Dad! You're gonna make us all go deaf.

The clicker fell, and I couldn't reach it.

Well, let me or Romina know next time.

Sorry, sir. I was heating up lunch.

Mr. Eloy, time for lunch.

I gotta go. Romina will stay here with you.

We're missing a knife.

There used to be 12. We have 11.

Your mom and I bought them. There was an even number.

We already talked about this. We lost it years ago.

We must've thrown it out by accident after Christmas dinner.

Oh, Dad...

When I have time, we'll go buy one just like it, okay?

- They don't make them like that anymore. - So we'll get new ones.

It's not the same.

No, you're right. It isn't. It'll be better.

I gotta go, Dad.

Behave.

- Alfonso, please talk to us. - Please, Alfonso. Any news?

Any thoughts?

- Please. - Any thoughts, Alfonso?

Any thoughts, Alfonso?

Do you have anything to say?

- This must be a very difficult time. - Show some respect, please.

I'm so sorry.

All the other music students are devastated. I'm sorry.

Get out! Now! You're heartless!

Get out!

Out!

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

They can't hear me.

Do you want to go to the bathroom?

Forgive me. Are you in the middle of a shift change?

No, we were upstairs.

- Sorry, I can't take it anymore. - What's wrong?

I need to take my medication.

I'm not gonna make it without it.

I'm not gonna make it without it.

- I... - What meds?

My prescription.

Please, tell him... I take it every day.

Tell Alfonso to bring it, or I'm not gonna make it.

- Okay, I'll handle it. - Or I'm not gonna make it...

Cristina...

And if I could smoke a cigarette...

I can't breathe.

Maybe there's something we can do. Come, let's get some air.

Oh, please.

Yeah? Okay, breathe.

Oh, I just...

- I can't breathe. - I know.

I can't breathe.

It's all right.

I never imagined having to go through something like this.

Look how anxious I am.

I'm not ready for this, Cristina.

No one is ever ready to bury their daughter, Rosario.

What about being accused of killing her?

Why on earth would I kill her?

Especially when... Well, on Friday...

That was one of the best days of my life.

Why? What happened on Friday?

Well...

Alfonso is good at some things.

Planning, for example.

He'd cook at home, go to the bank, doctor's appointments...

But, Cristina, there were other things...

I needed that he couldn't provide.

So I had to handle it myself.

Forgive me, Rosario, but I don't understand.

I don't follow.

Cristina... well, sometimes people need things.

Do you know what I mean?

And, oh, my Vicente...

- My Vicente was the best. - Okay...

So, you're saying you and Vicente are lovers?

My legs shake, just telling you.

I'm so embarrassed.

Oh, come on now.

Everyone has those needs.

But it feels like, once you're a mother, you have no right to have fun.

And, on top of that, Asunta was becoming a classic teenager.

She was driving me crazy.

Those brief moments with Vicente...

They kept me going.

Cristina. They were the only thing that kept me going.

Rosario, we have proof you lied to us.

She went with you to Montouto.

You didn't leave her at home, like you said.

I said she stayed at home.

I forgot that, first, she got in the car to go to Montouto to see the swimsuits.

At the last second, she changed her mind and stayed home.

She was driving me crazy.

But why does that matter?

She stayed home, like I've always said, Cristina.

Why didn't you say that at first, just like you told me?

What did you want me to say, Cristina?

That she talked back to me? That she didn't listen to me?

How could I have talked like that about her? I'm her mother, Cristina!

That's how kids are, Rosario. I always talked back to my mom.

Not Asunta!

Not Asunta.

And I'll tell you something.

My mother taught me

that whatever you don't say, don't tell,

doesn't happen, Cristina.

It doesn't happen.

Alfonso. You're sure you don't want us to come up?

I need to be alone for a bit.

Okay, but please let us know if you need anything.

JANUARY 6, 2013

EIGHT AND A HALF MONTHS PRIOR TO ASUNTA'S DEATH

HI, CHARÍSIMA. I MISS YOUR VOICE.

I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU. THE 4TH IS THE DAY.

I WANT TO CALL, BUT THIS'LL HAVE TO DO. LOTS OF LOVE.

YOU WERE SO INSISTENT, SO WE'LL REVISIT ONE OF OUR FIRST RENDEZVOUS

YOU KNOW I LOVE THAT POOL. I WON'T LET YOU OUT...

RESERVATION DETAILS ROOMS: 1 GUESTS: 2

WE'LL DO LOTS OF STUFF. SLEEP AND NOT SLEEP

CHARITO. "EVERY INCH" OF YOU.

I CAN'T WAIT TO DO WHAT WE DO

Whoa! Mom, come open presents!

That's huge!

It's huge.

Wow! I love it!

Lovely, so now we don't wait to start together?

Look! This is for you.

Check out that scooter!

- Pretty cool! - Yeah!

I think this is for you.

This is for Grandpa.

You both must've been very good... The Three Wise Men didn't disappoint.

Dad, aren't you gonna open your gifts?

In a bit, sweetie. In a bit.

This one...

This is for Dad.

- Want some help? - Yes, please.

I love it.

This is from...

Dad! This is for you.

Another one for me!

ASUNTA'S MOTHER ARRESTED FOR MANSLAUGHTER

ACCORDING TO POLICE SOURCES, ROSARIO PORTO LIED TO AUTHORITIES

ASUNTA'S MOTHER LIED WAS SHE JUST NERVOUS OR DID SHE MEAN TO?

Ríos, come here.

What is it?

The floor mats are missing.

Just in the back seat.

The car is definitely Rosario's.

But you're sure that's her in the passenger seat? That's Asunta?

Given her height and the white T-shirt...

I'm 99% certain.

But there's still that 1%.

DO NOT CROSS

- I don't mind going, Alfonso. - No, they called me.

Francisco, God rest his soul, wouldn't let his daughter stay there another minute.

Try to revive him. Maybe that'll help.

Don't talk about your father-in-law like that!

What do you want me to say?

- Would you do me a favor? - Yes.

Could you take Dolores home?

Got any change?

- Yeah? - Luis.

The girl's toxicology report just arrived.

BLOOD-ALCOHOL: NEGATIVE LORAZEPAM: 0.68 µg/ml. 27 TABLETS

She's despicable.

She gave her 27 lorazepam before she killed her.

Didn't the coroner say she suffocated?

I guess she gave them to her so she wouldn't put up a fight... Thanks.

That bitch.

The churro thing will be true after all. You'll see.

We're gonna miss lunch.

What? Is there a problem?

Did you know Rosario was hospitalized three times for mental health issues?

I never would've suspected.

Since the age of 18.

And two suicide attempts. Most recently in 2009, four years ago.

I guess it's true that the rich also cry.

She didn't tell me anything, just that she was very happy on Friday.

It turns out she has a lover that's great in bed.

No way!

Yes way.

So, you're telling me

that... soon after the girl's funeral

she tells you her boyfriend got her off?

Yeah.

- Weird, right? - Very fucking weird.

Plus, given how connected the family is, he's probably a cabinet minister.

I don't know, but Turrientes is on it.

He's a capable guy, right?

Hello, anybody there?

We don't sell this type.

If you want something similar, you might have to go to Portugal.

Damn, this must be the only thing you don't sell.

I have it in green.

Portugal?

How many yards do you need?

- Never mind. Thanks. - All right.

Hello? Ríos.

Got it. Tell him we're on our way, okay?

Alfonso Basterra is at headquarters.

- Let's go. - Thank you.

Bye.

Sorry for the wait. Come with us.

- No need. - What's the matter?

- In a rush? - I'm not, but I'm sure Rosario is.

How is she?

You should be nicer to people that are ill.

We'll give them to her right away, but we'd like to take your statement.

- Please. - Right this way.

Me?

Why would I need to? Am I being charged?

Of course not. We just want to clear up some things. That's not the same.

I know the ins and outs of the justice system,

so I won't make a statement.

My lawyer advised against it.

Alfonso, are you sure? Rosario lied to us.

- If I were you, I'd want to know why. - Any information you have would be useful.

Two boxes of lorazepam,

one of fluoxetine, and one of acetaminophen.

All prescribed by her psychiatrist.

As I said, she's ill.

Also, tell her I brought her this. I thought she'd want it.

I looked for her phone too, but it wasn't at home. So she must have it.

It's being analyzed.

- Her phone has been confiscated. - Of course.

That's odd. I thought you knew the ins and outs of the justice system.

Whatever. Give her that ASAP.

Hurry, you need to see this.

Sources close to the investigation say

recent tests conducted on Asunta's body have led investigators to adopt

an increasingly credible theory.

How the fuck did they find out before we did?

The toxicology report states

there were 0.68 micrograms of lorazepam in her blood,

equivalent to 27 tablets of the tranquilizer.

She may have taken it three or four hours...

Bye.

...before she died. There were also traces of it in her hair.

That indicates she may have been taking it for a long period of time.

Slight drowsiness, lack of focus, fatigue,

a comatose state, poor reflexes...

These are some of the side effects that,

according to the National Institute of Toxicology, she...

Can I go to the bathroom?

Asunta! What happened?

What is it, dear?

No one will tell me.

They're giving me some white powders.

Your Honor, something is clearly going on.

You don't think so?

- I don't disagree, Ríos. - So?

Come on, leaks happen. You know that.

That story could derail the entire investigation.

- The whole thing. - Is that my fault? My fault?

It's a small town. Everybody knows each other.

How the hell would I know who the cousin of the lab tech is?

We should conduct an internal investigation.

What if we find out the leak came from headquarters?

Exactly. Keep your eye on the ball, folks. On the ball.

Plus, you said her music teacher went to HQ because of that story, right?

I'm telling you,

it did us a favor. Well, what did she say?

On July 9 and July 23, Asunta showed up half asleep.

Yeah, groggy.

Teachers asked her what was wrong. She said her parents were giving her

white powders for her allergies but that she didn't have allergies.

They had been giving her lorazepam for months?

They're testing hair samples to see for just how long.

We'll know soon enough.

People are quick to report this stuff

when a kid's from the wrong side of the tracks.

But if they're from a "good" family, no one assumes the worst. No, sir.

There's something else, Your Honor...

Go on.

Rosario Porto had a lover.

What?

She was with him one day prior to Asunta's death.

- During the day? - No, the night before.

In fact, he was the last person that was with Rosario

before she had lunch with Basterra and Asunta.

Married with kids, businessman, adulterer... Textbook.

He's from Negreira! I had a girlfriend from there.

Wow, she was...

So the dude is from Negreira? Are you gonna talk to him?

Yes. In fact, someone from HQ already called,

but he said something about how his leg was fucked up.

Sure, but not his third leg. That son of a bitch.

If he's telling the truth, I'll buy you a drink.

But don't lie to me. Malvar is no dummy.

Molina and Turrientes went to see the guy who was on the road that night.

A little late for a house call. What do you want?

Vicente Dozón?

They want to see the permits for the bar. I'll be back. Go inside, dear.

Good evening.

It was good.

You think it's okay to show up this late? I have kids... What the hell do you want?

You have no right. I did nothing wrong!

We have every right to be here. Calm down.

If you did nothing wrong, then why walk away from home? Your wife can't know?

- Son or daughter? - I did nothing illegal.

Does the Civil Guard care about affairs now?

First off, watch your tone.

For now, you're a witness, not in custody, but that could change. So watch your tone.

Look, Vicente, we just...

We understand your relationship began a year and a half ago.

- So what? - Were you close with Asunta?

No! I never saw her. As you know, I have a family.

Sure, having a family is easy. Keeping it together is the hard part.

You'll ruin my family while Basterra runs free!

Did you question him?

- Isn't he a suspect? - Not for now.

When that psycho found out I was fucking Charo...

What did he do? Tell me. What?

Not so fast.

You know what, officers?

Ask me to testify against her, and I'll say she was a great mother.

Ask me to testify in her favor, and I'll say the opposite. Well?

Well,

I mean,

either way, your wife will find out about you and Rosario.

That's for sure.

Can I go now?

Slow down there. You wouldn't want your leg to hurt.

Look at him run.

Think he knows?

- Ready? - Recording.

Mr. Miranda, you said you walked this way with your wife.

- Yes. - What time?

At 11:15, 11:20 p.m.

I remember because, when we got to here, we saw our son get home.

- Do you always walk the same route? - Every day. Doctor's orders.

Nothing better for your heart than a good, daily walk.

Of course... One question.

What were you doing while you walked?

What were we doing? We talked, smoked a cigarette, like everyone else.

Right. Did you have that flashlight?

That's right. These are the best.

When we walked by, we would've seen her if she were there.

Or not. Can you walk like you did that night?

- Sure. - Let's see.

You wouldn't have looked at the edge that much. Right?

No. So what?

- "So what?" May I? - Okay.

Given the fact that you were talking to your wife

and would've been shining it on the road, you may have not seen her body.

What do you want me to say?

That the girl was there? No! I don't think she was!

Say what you will, but I don't think she was. Okay?

Fine, then you won't mind if we conduct a test.

Do whatever tests you want.

Come on.

What did I tell you?

- That horny prick's leg was fine. - He hightailed it home.

Cristina, I'm not buying, but if that's why you won't drink...

How about some southern liquor?

How were the visibility tests on the road?

The recording is at HQ.

So?

Well, the neighbor insists he would've seen her if she were there.

Eye on the ball, okay?

What about Rosario? When do you plan on questioning her?

Every pig goes to slaughter, but they need to be fattened first.

So, first thing tomorrow, we'll visit all the nearby pharmacies

and ask if anyone bought sleeping pills on the days the teacher mentioned.

Okay.

Honestly, as both journalists and parents,

we keep asking ourselves over and over again...

- Grandpa! - What?

What did Grandma say about talking with your mouth full?

- Don't do it. - Don't do it.

She woke up hungry. If you don't have dinner when you're supposed to... Right?

For days now, there's one question investigators must be asking themselves.

"Why?"

- How'd it go? - Well...

Could've been worse, right?

But we're still the good guys.

I'm baffled. Given how rich they are, how could they do that?

If you're sick of her, send her to boarding school.

- Yeah. - Right?

And where are we going? Where?

- To bed. - To bed! That's right.

No games, bedtime stories... Not today.

Don't pick her up. You're too old for that.

- And her mom says you spoil her. - Do you see her anywhere?

Me neither. Okay, up we go.

SEPTEMBER 25, 2013

FOUR DAYS AFTER THE BODY WAS FOUND

Good morning, Rosario. Get up. We need to go.

Where?

You have to go. They're searching the house in Montouto.

Again?

Did they find anything?

- Your hands, please. - What?

Your hands... I need to cuff you, Rosario.

I'm sorry.

- Should I get up? - Get up.

Judge Malvar ordered the search.

Mr. Basterra was summoned too.

Let's go.

- Morning. - Morning.

Civil Guard... Please show me the record of lorazepam purchases

from the last 12 months.

One moment, okay?

Here you go.

Is this about the girl?

I'll ask the questions, okay?

And, would you mind getting me something for my headache?

- Of course. - Thank you.

Right away.

Well?

I still need to write the report, but we compared the shape and composition

of the twine in the house to the twine next to the body.

We studied the dye and the plastic, basically a DNA test of the twine.

Get to the point, man.

Is it the same twine or not?

Physically and chemically. However, we can't prove the source is the same.

Sorry, what does that mean?

The cuts on the twine from the road don't match the spool

in the house in Montouto.

- But it could be the same twine. - It "could be"?

Due to the very materials used to make this type of twine,

after you cut it, it won't line up again perfectly.

You can't make two ends match.

Well, all right then. Thank you very much.

DRUG SCREENING, OPERATION WATER LILY

Her drug screening results.

Hello?

No, I just got it. Tell me.

What?

Between three and four months?

Okay, thanks.

Fuck.

What'd they say?

I hope you didn't have dinner plans.

How are you, Alfonso? Are you involved?

Were you involved in the manslaughter?

I asked you a question.

Tell us something. For example, did you know your wife did it?

Are you innocent? You could at least tell us that.

Are you innocent?

How was your ex-wife?

The initial hypothesis was

that your ex-wife did it

and you covered up the murder.

You shook your head "no." If it were her, would you have covered it up?

Would you have done that?

That's all we want to know.

I just found your facial expression interesting.

Please, Alfonso. We feel for you,

but we just want an answer. Your facial expression...

Watch this footage. You'll be ashamed of that question.

I just asked a question. I meant no offense.

Again, watch the video and listen to that question.

- I asked you if your ex... - No!

Excuse me, are you his lawyer?

We're not making any statements, seriously. Sorry, but we're not.

Will your client speak to the police again?

- Will he testify against his wife? - Luis!

- Do you have any words for our viewers? - Alfonso!

Nothing?

Okay, thank you very much.

Calm down, Alfonso.

This will all end eventually. You're not alone. Stay calm.

Do you want us to wait a bit?

We need to stay calm, right?

So let's stay fucking calm.

JANUARY 8, 2013

EIGHT AND A HALF MONTHS PRIOR TO ASUNTA'S DEATH

Didn't you leave to pick her up?

Do you know what time it is?

Alfon, what's wrong?

Vicente.

What?

Vicente.

Who's Vicente?

"Mine."

What do you have to say?

Right, what would you say?

Do you think you're misinterpreting something?

Misinterpreting what...? Your fucking emails?

How could I misinterpret them?

I have no idea.

You read my emails?

You've broken my heart.

You broke my heart.

That was private. You had no right, Alfonso.

What? "No right"?

How could you have the nerve to say I have no right?

I'm here all day,

taking care of her, the house, everything! While you fuck around!

Shut up, please. People will hear you.

- Let them fucking hear me! - Calm down.

I will not calm down!

- Calm down, Alfon. - Forget about the fucking door!

- Calm down! - I won't calm down!

You're scaring me.

You adulteress...

What kind of scoundrel would do that to their family?

Right under my fucking nose!

What are you talking about?

- Let's calm down and talk. - Talk? What do you want to talk about?

How he turned you on? How you both laughed about me?

A married man...

A married man, with a wife. A kid on the way...

It's disgusting...

Well,

did he touch "every inch of you" in this house?

What?

- Answer me! - I don't...

No.

I never did anything here. Not here, I swear.

Out of respect for you and Asunta.

- Alfonso! Talk to us, please! - Please, Alfonso!

- They're like flies. - Alfonso!

But it's better to have them on our side.

- Please. - Alfonso!

- Alfonso! - No, get out of the way!

- Please, Alfonso! - Alfonso!

Alfonso!

CIVIL GUARD

- A van. That's Rosario. - That's definitely her.

- Rosario. - Rosario!

- Rosario! - Hello!

- Rosario! - Rosario, please!

Rosario! Rosario, please!

Rosario!

- Rosario! - Rosario!

- Rosario! - Rosario!

She's here.

- Show that we support her. - Of course.

Why is she in cuffs?

Calm down, Alfonso. Let's cooperate.

The faster this goes, the better.

Be careful with Malvar. Try not to let him get to you. Let's go.

Rosario, they're going to read you the search warrant.

Folks!

We're looking for drugs, traces of drugs, bottles, prescriptions, boxes, anything.

Let's turn this place upside down.

How are you?

- Did you take your meds? - Hey, you two!

You can't talk.

Separate them, now.

You must understand this isn't easy, Your Honor.

What are you looking for?

Don't you think we've gone through enough? Don't you?

I'd shut up if I were you.

Does she really need to be in cuffs?

- An ill woman? - Let me talk, Alfonso.

Your Honor, could we make an exception? She won't flee.

People in custody wear cuffs... Tell your client I have more pairs.

Uncuff her.

Come on.

Let her get a jacket.

I can?

{an8}Well, look who decided to join us! Where were you?

Your friend's here, without you. She needs a smoking buddy.

JUDICIAL TASK FORCE

- The judge? - Inside.

Don't look at her.

- Calm down, Alfonso. Come on. - Don't look at the photo.

What photo?

This one?

You have no right.

Don't look at it! Don't touch it! Don't!

- Touch me, I dare you! - Don't touch it!

Touch me!

Don't lose your cool, Mr. Basterra! Or they'll have to arrest you, okay?

That's enough.

Let's get some air.

What happened in there?

What do you think?

They know they're screwed.

The test results confirm our suspicions.

They were giving her lorazepam for at least three months.

- What did the pharmacists say? - That our instincts were correct.

That Alfonso did buy lorazepam days prior to every time she fainted.

You know who the teacher said brought the girl to school those days?

Four eyes.

Birds of a feather...

Let's arrest him.

We have a problem with the orange twine.

Because of the material, we can't prove it's from the same spool.

But the composition is identical, so we can neither prove nor disprove that.

What if we... put them near each other in separate, bugged cells?

Great idea.

You know what shrinks say, Ríos?

You can't love an adopted kid as much as a biological one.

Well, I'm no shrink, but I am a father.

I don't think it matters if they're adopted or not.

Having kids is fun, right? So is making them.

But then you gotta be a parent, right? Raise them.

Well, there's the motive.

They were sick of their plaything.

I mean, Rosario's father was quite a character.

He always preferred to go before a judge first thing in the morning

because, as the day went by, the judiciary got hungrier and crankier,

so they'd impose harsher sentences.

Judges are people too, even if they don't act like it sometimes.

She looked at ease. Her smile didn't go unnoticed.

This is how our cameras caught Rosario during the search of the property in Teo.

That's not very common for someone who has just lost her daughter.

Honestly, we all found that surprising.

We, as viewers, all saw the inappropriate behavior.

- It didn't sit right with us, did it? - Go on, Sara. Eat.

Don't worry, Charo.

I'll get you out of there, you'll see... Don't worry.

Alfonso Basterra, you're under arrest for your alleged involvement

in the death of your daughter, Asunta Yong Fang Basterra Porto.

- It's okay. - Your phone, please.

Do what they say, Alfonso.

Please, give us a minute.

I'll do everything I can, but it doesn't look good.

Don't talk in your cells. They're probably bugged.

- Excuse me. - I didn't do anything...

You have the right to consult an attorney, or one will be appointed for you.

You have the right to remain silent, not incriminate yourself...

I didn't do anything.

- ...of your choosing of your arrest. - Please.

You also have the right to...

Dad!

I'm home.

In case you were worried.

Where's Romina?

I'm sorry.

- What's wrong? - I'm through.

I've tried. He fights me on everything, insults me, calls me a thief.

He did it again... He yells at me, and I freeze up.

- Maybe if you had more help... - No. Seriously, I'm through.

Your dad needs more supervision, like in a nursing home.

Well, Romina, isn't that up to me to decide?

While you think about it, you'll have to find someone else.

Yeah, I know, but there are four of us. I'm the only one that takes care of Dad.

No! I will not do that. No way!

Right, is that all you have to say?

Fantastic.

Could you come help until I find someone else?

Thanks a lot.

This way.

Come with me.

This is inhumane.

You'll have to get used to it, Alfonso.

I need water so I can take my pill.

Okay, one sec.

Clear your mind. Don't think about anyone or anything.

That's the best way to calm down.

How could I not think about her, Alfonso?

No. That's not the right attitude.

It's not fair, Alfonso. It's not fair.

No, it isn't, but they'll get to the bottom of it.

Asunta's not coming back, Alfonso.

What?

Asunta's not coming back, Alfonso.

She's not coming back.

I know, Charo. I know.

I really care about them finding the culprit,

but I really just want her back.

I know, sweetheart. I know. It's all right.

This breaks my heart.

Try to get some sleep, hon.

I can't.

I know.

- They'll find the culprit eventually. - What?

- They'll find the culprit eventually. - Of course.

There's no doubt about it.

Maybe they'll let us out on bail tomorrow or something.

But there's gonna be a trial, Alfonso.

- What? - There's gonna be a trial.

Well, not if they catch the culprit.

And they will... Then there won't be a trial.

He'll be put on trial, not us.

He'll rot in prison.

And don't say anything problematic. They're listening to us.

What?

Don't say anything problematic. They're listening.

Well, what could I say that's problematic, Alfonso?

No, I know. Nothing. Of course not. Nothing, sweetheart.

But, as you've seen, they take whatever we say or do and...

- Right? - Okay.

That's all.

We need to rest and be strong.

- Did you have time for that thing? - What?

- Did you have time? - No!

That's exactly why we need to remain calm.

I love you, and you love me.

That's all that matters.

But the problem is...

they must have, I don't know...

Calm down!

Right, but your dirty imagination will be a big problem.

What?

Your dirty imagination will be a big problem.

- A big one. - Be quiet.

Based on a true story.

Parts are fictionalized for privacy and narrative pace.

Subtitle translation by: Tom Sullivan