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MONDAY, 17 OCTOBER

Arturo.

How is she?

- Don't give me that shit! - Arturo...

- She's in a coma, Mac! A coma! - OK, OK.

- How do you think she is? - OK.

- What did you do? - Nothing!

- She went to see you this morning. - I know.

- I swear, I'm going to the police. - No, please.

- Don't touch me! - OK, OK.

I swear...

- If you touch me, I'll hurt you. - OK.

I swear! Stay away from me.

Arturo, I have to tell you something. Please, listen.

What?

- Can we go... - No! We can stay right here!

Say what you have to say and leave.

Leave.

What?

Yolanda killed Néstor.

YOU SHALL NOT LIE

FOUR DAYS LATER FRIDAY, 21 OCTOBER

What is it, Arturo?

- We said we wouldn't talk. - She's awake.

Yolanda's awake.

She wanted to call the police, but I stopped her.

She's about to knock on your front door.

What?

Fucking hell, Arturo...

Shit.

I know, but listen... She says she doesn't remember anything.

Nothing? She doesn't remember anything?

What the...

Yoli?

Yoli?

Yoli!

- You're alive! - Ana!

- And awake! - But...

Oh, Yoli, I missed you so much! So much!

- Ana. - So much.

- How are you? - Fine.

What are you doing here?

Oh, shit... Shit, Yoli.

- I have to tell you something awful. - Me too, Ana.

- I killed Diego. - You mean Néstor.

- No, Diego. I killed Néstor before. - No...

- You didn't kill him. - Yes, I did.

- No, I saw him at the cabin. - Yes.

I hit him with the duck, then we threw him off the cliff!

I saw him at the cabin!

- What? - At the cabin that was burnt down.

- He was alive. - That's impossible.

- When? - Right before my accident. Listen.

Macarena lied to us.

- What... - Hi, Yoli.

Hi, Maca.

You lied to me?

Yes, Ana.

I'm sorry.

- Yoli, I'm glad you... woke up. - Sure you are.

- How... - OK, Ana, it's true, but...

It was all so crazy.

I thought you'd killed him too.

I was waiting for you to get rid of the body, then suddenly he moved.

He was alive, Ana. What could I do? Finish him off?

- Yes. - He was Natalia's father, Ana.

- He murdered my son! Iván! - I know and I'm sorry.

No, you're not sorry.

I lost my son. How could you help him?

- It's not that easy, Ana. - Yes, it is.

Yes, it is.

- I'm going to the police. - No, Ana! Néstor's dead now.

I don't care! You'll go to jail for helping him and for...

My life's gone to hell, now yours will too!

Ana, I killed him.

In the end, I killed Néstor.

I buried him and...

Burnt down the cabin.

That's not true.

Yes, it is.

I killed my daughter's father.

Do you believe her?

When I saw he was alive, I didn't know what to do.

I took him to the cabin to recover

and to gain myself some time to think.

- Think how to trick me? - Yes, Ana, how to trick you.

How to trick the police, how to trick everyone.

And what did you throw off the cliff?

Two lambs.

We had them here for a barbecue and then you...

Found Néstor at the cabin.

I don't remember.

Between seeing Néstor and waking up at the hospital,

I don't remember a thing.

Néstor told me you talked.

He offered you money to keep quiet, you took it and left.

- What? - You covered for him for money?

- No! I never did that. - Yoli.

- I didn't do it. - You don't remember.

I know I'd never do such a thing.

There are things I never thought I'd do either...

I didn't do it!

Well... Néstor had a bag of money and it has to be somewhere.

I don't know.

It was in my trunk when I had the accident.

- What? I don't believe this! - OK, but listen.

- I'm sure I didn't... - Why didn't you tell us?

I'm telling you now!

Before! Why didn't you tell us before?

- Come on, Ana! - Because we caught you out.

I'm not hiding anything! I don't remember. I don't remember!

- OK, Yoli... - I know I'd never do that, OK?

- Yoli, I never thought I'd... - I'm not like you!

And the accident?

Néstor said he had nothing to do with it.

So, it was just a coincidence?

- There's a lot that doesn't add up. - It all adds up to me.

I'm telling you...

Shut up and let Macarena explain how she killed Néstor? How?

Well...

The police was searching for him. I was his accomplice, so...

He started saying we should leave.

The three of us. Natalia, him and me. That we should leave.

- What about my grandson? - Ana...

I still wasn't sure I was going to keep it.

But you were going to leave with my son's murderer and my grandson?

It was an option, Ana, yes. I wasn't thinking straight.

Néstor was talking and talking and I... fuck!

I mean the idea of getting out of here,

the three of us, being able to start over somewhere else,

as if none of this had ever happened sounded so good...

Right?

To be able to erase it all.

You bitch!

Ana, I felt so guilty.

- Poor thing. She felt so guilty. - Yes, Ana, I did.

I felt so guilty and I still feel so guilty, Ana.

About you, about Iván, about Natalia, about everyone.

I mean everything that's happened is my fault

and I needed... even if only for a moment,

I needed to stop feeling like that.

So, I clung to him.

Yes.

Because I couldn't take anymore.

I couldn't take anymore.

All this is so awful.

It's all just so awful.

And Néstor was offering me a way out.

He was an expert at making me need him and look...

I guess he did it one more time and I believed him.

I believed I could have...

Another life.

Far away from here.

I went home to tell Natalia,

but she was still asleep.

I sat down on her bed and...

I just stared at her

and that's when I realized.

That's when I realized what we were about to do to her.

What kind of life could my daughter expect to have from then on?

Always running, always lying about her past.

No... I couldn't do that to her.

I just couldn't.

I went back to the cabin and told Néstor that no,

we wouldn't be going with him,

that it was over and that he had to hand himself in.

He went crazy.

He started threatening me and...

Saying the most awful things.

I got scared.

I'd never...

I'd never seen him like that.

For the first time, I saw he was capable of hurting me.

There was a shotgun there. I picked it up to defend myself

and it went off. Or I shot it, I don't...

I don't remember,

but what I do remember...

I can't get it out of my head...

Is that he fell to the floor

with a hole in his chest...

And that blood started pouring from it.

And then he died.

He died right there in front of me.

Swear on Natalia's life.

I swear.

I'm sorry.

I can't take this anymore, Ana.

I'm sorry, Ana.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry, honey. I'm so sorry about Iván. I'm sorry.

OK...

So, because she killed Néstor, now you can be friends again?

You've gone crazy.

- And what about you? - God!

What did you say about Diego?

- I killed him, but by mistake. - But, Ana...

- What's that? - The murder weapon.

Why are you carrying the murder weapon around, Ana?

I swear, I'd already left, but then I went back to the woods to get it.

- I thought they'd be better off together. - What?

- Together? - Yes, together.

- Ana... - You have to help me. I'm serious.

- You owe me. - Help you?

- Yes. - No, I've had enough.

But, Yoli, it was an accident.

He didn't believe I'd killed Néstor

and he insisted on going to the woods to find the body.

Lambs, Ana.

We started arguing and I threw a rock at him.

With a rock?

Yes, here, here, on... Here.

- On his crown? - Yes!

- Shit! - Really hard.

- But are you sure he's dead? - Yes.

- Yes! - You thought Néstor was too.

Yes, but I'm sure he's dead. I took his pulse and he's dead. Dead.

OK, OK, but listen to me, OK?

This time, do as I say and go to the police. OK, Ana?

No. No, no, no.

We've killed our husbands and helped each other.

- They'll think we've gone crazy. - You have gone crazy!

And they'll realize you're pregnant and think

we're two crazy murderers trying to escape with a baby.

- You are! - We'll go to prison.

She will, not you, honey. Yours was accidental.

But she's got my baby.

You were going to call the cops on her just now.

Only because I thought she'd helped Néstor.

- She did help him. - But then she killed him.

- And that fixes it? - Totally!

- Ana! - What about you?

You took money to keep quiet, that's much worse!

- That's not true. - You don't know that.

And even if it wasn't, you can't prove it.

All three of us will go to prison!

But we can fix this.

Look, we'll go get Diego's body

and throw it off the cliff, as if it were suicide, OK?

The police is looking for him because they think he killed Néstor

and they'll find him, because he has his phone on him.

But if we get there first,

they'll find Diego and think he killed himself for killing Néstor.

Well...

That's a pretty good idea.

- Don't encourage her. - Yoli, it's a solution.

- No, it isn't. - You can keep the money.

- I don't care about the money. - Yoli.

Yoli, do it for your kids.

Even if we didn't go to jail,

we'd always be associated with the Belmonte murders.

- No. Not me. - You too.

You'll be accused of helping a murderer.

- Yoli! - Think how it'll affect your kids.

8Yoli, we have to stick together if we're going to get out of this.

It's the only thing we can do to get through this.

For them.

- And what would we be turning into? - Good mothers.

I'll help you, Ana.

What about you?

- I'm not going anywhere. - Yoli, come on!

- It's a terrible idea. - It's not such a bad idea.

- We're not going! - OK, OK, fine.

- So, now what? - We won't go.

We'd leave clues...

Tire tracks, things... I don't know.

We'd end up getting caught.

So then, what do we do?

Do you still have the shotgun you killed Néstor with?

Why do you want it?

I've thought of another way to make it look like Diego killed Néstor.

What?

Let's go home. I want to talk to the kids.

Yeah, but...

Did you talk to her?

And?

- What did she say? - Nothing.

- Nothing? - Arturo, do you want me to lie to you?

- No. - Then don't ask.

Can we go now?

I just woke up from a coma.

OK, I'll be right back.

Stay in the car. It's best no one sees you.

Mom?

Mom?

Hi, this is Macarena. Leave a message.

Mac.

Yolanda woke up from her coma. We've got to...

Call me, OK?

Call me.

This better be good. What is it?

Well?

We're a family.

More, actually, we have a child together.

- Sounds bad. - Pretty bad, yeah.

- What have you done? - Something.

- Something? - Yes.

Illegal?

Promise me that when I tell you...

No promises. Tell me first, then I'll see what I do.

OK.

- Yolanda woke up from her coma. - Really?

Yes, last night.

I went to see her, but she'd been discharged.

And?

- I think she's coming to see you. - About what?

Ab...

SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER. AMNESIA. CALL YOU LATER

About?

Sergio. Sergio.

- What? - What does Yolanda want to tell me?

Oh, no idea.

- What? - I've got no idea.

- Who was that message from? - What message?

Sergio, I've got three units looking for Diego.

- What the hell's going on? - Where's Beto?

- What about Beto? - Wasn't he in charge of this?

What's Beto got to do with Yolanda?

Nothing.

What the hell are you talking about, Sergio?

- There is a connection. - What?

Well...

Yolanda was in a coma.

She was close to death.

It made me think.

- About Beto? - About everything.

What's everything? Just tell me already! What have you done?

Nothing yet.

What do you mean nothing yet?

What?

- I have to go. - OK.

OK, see you around. OK, then.

Siri, call Yolanda.

Calling Yolanda.

- Who was that? - Maite.

- You're not going to answer? - Later.

What do you want?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Who are you? - What's it to you?

Excuse me, but you're parked at my house.

Sorry to contradict you, but this is my friend's house.

Really? So you're a friend of my Maquita's?

- Your Maquita? - Yes, I'm Ángela.

Mom?

How's it going?

That's Ana. Don't you remember Ana?

- Ana. - Oh, Ana.

I'm sorry, honey. Listen,

I'm so very sorry about your son.

Where are you going with that?

Not now, Mom. I have to go.

I'll tell you later, OK? OK, see you.

Drive, Ana, drive.

FRIDAY

MONDAY

Fuck...

Fuck.

Néstor...

Fuck.

Fuck.

Shit...

Why haven't you gone to the police?

Because I don't know what I'm supposed to do, Arturo.

I don't know what to do.

If I go to the police, they'll lock Yoli up for murder.

And me, for helping Néstor escape.

I don't know what to do.

But...

None of this makes any sense.

Why did she shoot him. I don't understand.

I don't know.

Where did she get the shotgun?

From the cabin, I guess.

- But how... - Arturo, I...

I don't know.

That's all I know. When I got here, Yolanda was holding the shotgun

and Néstor was telling her to put it down,

or he'd tell everyone.

He'd tell everyone what?

A secret.

What secret?

Yoli didn't have any secrets.

We all have secrets, Arturo.

Yolanda too.

Mac, what are you talking about?

Mac.

We've always been friends.

The three of us, since school. Remember?

Of course I do.

Of course.

- So? - So let's just help each other.

We're friends, we're in trouble, so let's help each other.

OK? I...

I can give you the money I know you need.

I'll give it to you, Arturo.

- Me? I don't need money. - You don't?

- No. - What about the embezzlement?

What?

- God damn it, Arturo. - No, look...

- We're friends. - Yes, but that doesn't...

You're...

You're crazy if you expect me to help you with this mess.

OK.

So...

Don't do it for me.

Do it for Yoli.

Look, between the two of us, it will be easier to move...

The body.

No, no, no.

- Arturo. - No, no, no.

No, there's no way in hell! I don't believe it.

Any of it. I don't want your money

and I don't want to be involved in any of this.

- Arturo. - Arturo nothing. I was never here.

- Arturo, wait. - No, you listen to me.

Yoli had no secrets from me.

And she's incapable of killing anyone.

- You're a troublemaker, Mac. - Arturo, wait.

Damn it, Arturo, wait a moment.

Arturo.

OK, I'll tell you.

I'll tell you Yolanda's secret.

We did the right thing, didn't we?

Arturo.

I don't know.

MONDAY

FRIDAY

- Close your eyes! - They're closed!

- Keep them closed! - OK!

- Light it, Dad. - I don't trust you!

- You opened them! I saw you! - I didn't!

- I didn't! - OK, OK, open them now!

Now you have two birthdays!

- Congratulations, Mom. - Thanks! I love you so much.

Who wants a piece?

- Blow out the candle. - OK.

Blow it out! Blow it out!

Blow it out! Blow it out!

- Blow it out! - It won't go out!

You can't blow it out, Dad.

Oh, my God, no!

- Don't burn yourself. - Pass it here. Make some space.

Can we talk about the elephant in the room?

Don't talk about Dad like that!

No, not that elephant. I'm talking about the bag of money.

They know?

Yeah, well...

Well...

I had to tell them because Iris

found the bag and... Right?

And...

What else do they know?

That we're broke and that Dad owes money to half of Belmonte.

And Dad's a lousy investor, but we suspected that anyway.

That's why I won't tell him about Bitcoins and NFTs.

OK, so... Where did it come from?

I don't know. I don't remember.

Save that for the judge. You can tell us. We're family.

No, I'm serious. I don't remember.

- I don't know. - You don't know where it came from?

You don't have any idea?

It's not hard, she obviously got it from Néstor.

The money was in his tennis bag.

We have a photo of him with it.

Mom accepted a gift from Néstor in exchange for her silence.

He made her an offer she couldn't refuse.

- That's not true. - But you said you can't remember.

I'd never accept a bribe, especially not to cover for a murderer.

- Who cares if you accepted it or not? - I didn't accept it.

I'm not like that.

So where did it come from and why was it in your car?

- Maybe someone put it there? - Don't be so dumb.

People don't lie to give people money, they lie to keep money.

OK, enough! Who cares?

- Right? Let it go. We're celebrating. - Aren't you curious?

No, I'm not. All I care about is that Mom's home and that she's OK.

- I want to know about the money. - Me too.

Me too.

- Arturo, are you OK? - Dad...

- Yes, honey. - What happened?

- It's just a little cut. - You're so clumsy. Let me help you.

Mom.

I need you to swear that under no circumstance, none whatsoever,

whatever happens, you'll tell anyone where you heard what I'm about to say.

I swear.

Macarena killed Iván and then Néstor.

- What? No, listen, that's... - Nat told me.

She saw her mom kill Iván and she's pretty sure about Néstor.

I don't know what you're involved in, Mom, but it sounds really messed up.

Can we talk?

About what?

Come with me.

Where's the trash can?

What's up?

You have to swear to me,

that under no circumstance, none whatsoever, whatever happens,

you'll tell anyone where you heard what I'm about to say.

I'll swear whatever you like, but I'll do as I please.

Forget it.

Wait.

I swear.

- Now I don't trust you. - Don't be a jerk.

- You're the jerk! - OK, fine, we're both jerks. Tell me.

If you say I told you, I'll deny it.

OK, fine.

My mom killed Iván.

No. It was your dad.

Ana heard him confess.

Who else was there when he confessed?

Macarena.

It was all for show.

He was protecting her.

How do you know?

Because I saw her.

I saw my mom kill Iván.

My dad was protecting her and she killed him.

- What do you mean you saw her? - I was there. I saw her.

I don't believe you.

Why would I accuse my mom if it wasn't true?

I don't know. I've got no idea, but you're lying.

I shouldn't have come.

- So why did you? - Because I can't tell.

I was there, but I can't prove it.

It'll be my word against hers.

My mom will accuse me. She's capable of anything.

I need someone else to tell.

- So, why me? - Because I saw you at the ceremony.

Who else is as motivated to find Iván's killer?

His parents.

- I can't tell his parents. - Why not?

Because it's too crazy. I can't.

You don't even remember.

What?

Why we stopped talking.

Because we're so different.

When my parents split up, you told my mom I hated her

and that I'd told you that.

But that was...

Natalia, I never said that and you know it. You made it up.

- If you're saying... - Then you said it right to my face.

You were lying.

Just like now.

We were just kids.

This isn't...

Isn't what?

- Nothing. Forget it. - No way!

- Why are you doing this? - Because my mom killed my dad!

If you don't want to help me, then don't.

Just carry on giving your shitty speeches.

What are you doing?

Were you watching me through the peephole?

We have an alarm.

- I'm Beto. - I know.

- Are you going to invite me in? - No.

So why did you call me?

Because I have to tell you something.

Nat says she saw her mom kill Iván and that later she killed Néstor.

Nat?

Yes, Nat, Natalia. Macarena's daughter.

You don't know who she is?

Of course I know who Natalia is. I just don't know why you're telling me.

Because my mom's Macarena's best friend,

my dad has a soft spot for her and I don't want them to protect her.

Her or Natalia.

Sure.

What? Don't you believe me?

You were Iván's girlfriend, right?

Yes.

And Macarena was sleeping with Iván.

So I want to punish my aunt and my cousin

and I don't care if they find the real murderer?

That's what you think?

No, I don't think that.

Well, I'm sure Natalia's lying and I don't know why,

so investigate.

Ciao.

- Beto. - Sergio.

I wanted to check if this key opened the door to your house.

You should've asked.

People lie.

Where did you find it?

At the cabin.

Cinderella's slipper.

- Exactly. - Can I see it?

No idea.

You wouldn't tell me anyway.

- Doubt it. - Lawyers.

- You just came for that? - Yes.

OK, then.

How are you, Sergio?

Good.

Really?

Yes.

And you?

So-so, as well.

So, have you found Diego yet?

Watch what you say.

Close the door on your way out.

You want some?

- Ana, we don't have time for that. - Yes or no?

- Yes. - OK.

- Another one. - No, no.

- I'm going to. - OK, then. Me too.

Mac.

What?

- Thank you. - Ana...

Killing Néstor is the best thing you've ever done.

No, Ana, it's not.

But...

- Thank you. - No, no, thank you.

- No, Ana, no... - Yes, thank you.

- OK, Ana, but we have to... - Are you OK?

- What? - Are you OK?

- Yes, I'm OK. - OK.

OK...

- I can't believe we killed... - Ana, Ana!

- What? - Enough! Put that down.

You're right.

- We need a place to hide this. - Yes.

- Do you have any gloves? - Yes.

It has to be somewhere that's well-hidden, but that they'll find.

- OK. How about under Diego's bed? - No, too obvious.

It has to look like Diego hid it after killing Néstor.

And why didn't he take it with him?

Because... He had to leave in a hurry.

Why?

Because he got really freaked out.

So he went to those woods?

Yes, he went to the woods and unlucky for him,

he tripped over and died.

- And he went on foot? - Yes, he went on foot, Ana.

That's not believable.

Look, Ana, there'll be some things they can't explain,

but generally speaking, it makes sense.

- You think? - Absolutely.

And now, Ana, you have to calm down, OK?

It's all going to be OK.

You promise?

What do you mean "Hmm"?

- Yes, Ana, it will be. - No, no.

- You said "Hmm". - Ana.

- What? - It's all going to be OK.

- I promise, OK? - OK.

- Let's go. - Let's go.

OK, let's see.

- Where would he hide it? - I don't know.

We have to...

- Shit, the police! - They're here!

Under Iván's bed.

- No, no! Not there! - Yes!

No, they'll mess everything up in there.

Tell them you're coming.

Coming!

- There, behind the couch - No, no.

- No, here, here. - Where?

No, I don't think Diego would've put it there.

It doesn't matter. There's no time, Ana.

Where are you going? You're leaving?

- Of course, Ana. - But how?

- On foot. I'm leaving on foot. - What do I tell them?

Nothing, Ana. You tell them nothing.

Let them in, let them search what they like, but don't say anything.

Why did I take so long to open the door?

I don't know, Ana, because you were in the fucking bathroom!

- Honey, it'll all be alright. OK? - OK.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hello, Ana.

Hello.

I'm sorry, but the judge has given me a search warrant.

What for?

I have to inform you we're tapping your phone

and I'm going to need your passport, OK?

One of you in the kitchen, the others in the lounge.

- No, you can't go in there! - Ana.

You can't go in there!

- Don't touch anything. - Ana, Ana.

It's my son's room, please don't touch anything!

- Ana. - Maite!

Don't let them touch anything please!

- OK, Ana, I've told them. - Please!

- Ana, listen to me. - That's Iván's room.

I've told them to be careful, but they have to do their job.

Come with me. Have a seat.

Here.

Ana, Ana, Ana.

Has Diego contacted you? Ana!

- Who? - Diego.

He's dead.

No, he's not. We found his phone in some woods two hours from here.

We've cordoned off the area and we are searching for him.

- He's not dead? - No.

Maite.

Hey!

I'm Diego Soler.

Hi.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, darling.

Darling, it's OK, it's OK. Calm down, honey, it's OK.

It's OK, honey. I'm here.

I'm here with you.

It's OK.

- Mom, I've lied to everyone. - What?

I've lied to everyone.

Lied about what, darling?

- What? - They think Diego killed Dad.

The news is everywhere.

- Mom, I thought it was you. - No.

No, no, honey.

- I was so angry. - I know.

And I wanted to hurt you.

OK, I understand. Calm down, it's OK.

I told everyone you killed Iván.

What?

Who's everyone?

Lucía, Iris...

Shit, Natalia.

I said I was there and I saw you.

But it was me.

What was you?

What was you?

I killed Iván.

- No, honey. - Yes.

- No, it was your dad, not you. - No, no.

- He lied to you. - No.

Dad told me not to tell anyone and I didn't even tell you.

No, darling, you told me... You told me...

Mom, I don't want to go to jail.

Mom, I don't want them to lock me up.

Please.

It's OK, honey. It's OK.

You're not going to go to jail.

Where?

It would be somewhere around here.

Juanjo, what have we got?

Looks like a body.

It's Néstor.

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