Ladies and gentlemen,
it's time for the most important part of this afternoon.
It's time for our guest of honor, Brenda,
to come up to the stage. Make some noise!
Bravo, honey!
-Welcome! -Thank you.
Welcome, Brenda.
Sit down, make yourself comfortable.
What are you going to do to me? Make me disappear?
Nothing is impossible for magic.
Brenda, look at this deck of cards.
We're going to shuffle it.
Shuffle it well.
Now close your eyes.
I want you to think of a card, okay? Ready?
-Just-- -Ready.
Think of a card now.
-Done. -What's the card you're thinking of?
Ten of Hearts.
-Are you sure? -Sure.
You won't believe this, but...
Ten of Hearts.
Bravo!
Ladies and gentlemen, don't be fooled,
because magic is everywhere and in everything.
Look at this box.
Brenda, we brought something special for you.
We need you to relax.
Okay?
Clear your mind, take a deep breath and don't move.
Ladies and gentlemen, don't be fooled by what your eyes can see.
One, two, three.
-No! -Bravo!
Bravo!
-Thank you so much! -Ladies and gentlemen,
would anybody else like to disappear this evening?
Why don't you make my brother Leonardo disappear?
-Leo! -Me? Why? No!
-Leo! -Leo, please, come up on stage.
What if I don't come back?
-Will you look for me? -Of course.
Thank you.
-Is that how much you love me? -Come on.
Yes, coming.
Leonardo, welcome. Please, sit down.
-Make yourself comfortable. How are you? -Thank you. A little nervous.
Perfect. We need you to close your eyes.
-Okay. -Excellent.
Life is nothing more than an illusion,
a sick game of mirrors,
where nothing is what it seems.
One, two, three.
I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!
It was you, asshole!
You shot me!
You fucked up my leg!
You fucked up my life!
Fuck!
Damn you, you asshole!
What the fuck are we doing?
I did call her!
And she called me.
And yes, we met secretly,
but it's not what you think.
Oh, please!
Don't give me that "it's not what it looks like" shit.
It was because of Brenda, asshole.
We're investigating the case.
That case was closed.
You said you wouldn't continue the investigation.
I lied!
You say it like you're cynical!
Well, it runs in the family.
Why did you shoot me, asshole?
I didn't know it was you, Esteban.
I thought you were a thief.
What the hell were you doing at Brenda's that night?
The same thing as you.
Yes, I fucked her too.
But it meant nothing, it wasn't a relationship.
It was a one night stand.
It didn't mean anything to me.
You fucked your wife's best friend.
You more than anyone...
know what Brenda was like.
Does Alma know?
Of course not, and I hope you don't tell her.
For fuck's sake.
Esteban...
- I'm sorry about your leg. - No, asshole.
You never came forward with it.
I'm doing it now.
What matters is we realized
how far we went with this dark story involving Brenda.
Was it worth it?
-Brenda was nothing more than... -Stop, bro!
Let the dead rest.
Don't worry, asshole.
Alma won't find out.
Thank you.
Let's forget about Brenda,
let's stop the investigation,
and close this chapter.
Understood?
Understood.
The dead...
will remain buried.
Edith.
What happened to you?
I need a warrant to exhume Brenda Castillo's body.
Godfather.
I'm going to Cuernavaca right now, I need to talk to you.
Look, it's about Brenda Castillo. It's important.
Thank you.
What the hell did you do to Darío Guerra?
What happened to you?
This?
No.
Your husband came by looking for you.
You need to talk to him
and let him know that there's nothing going on between us.
I'm sick and tired of his jealousy!
Can you explain to me what happened to Darío?
What needed to happen happened. That's all.
And what is that?
He's angry and started to insult me.
What did you do to him?
-He recognized me? Did he know it was me? -No.
What happened at the motel?
Alma, does he know we're investigating him?
No, I'd never say anything that could compromise you or the investigation,
but I need to know what you did to him.
Nothing. We just talked, that's all.
Please explain.
-You mean you just talked? -Yes.
I suggested we talk somewhere quiet
after leaving the motel.
Someplace we could talk man to man.
It was a long talk, a difficult conversation,
but completely respectful.
If you see Alma again...
I'll use this chainsaw.
Do you have an imagination?
Then use it!
This is exactly what will happen to you.
You have nothing to worry about.
He won't bother you or your family again.
That's it.
Are you sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
And why do you care what he thinks of you, anyway?
I only wanted him to leave you alone.
There, that's what happened.
Okay, and Brenda?
What about her murder? If it was a murder...
-Will it remain unpunished? -Please.
Forget about Brenda and move on with your life.
No, I won't forget about Brenda and I need to see
-the surveillance footage of her house. -Okay.
I'll show it to you some other time. I have to go out, okay?
Then, I'll talk to Leonardo.
What will you talk to him about?
About everything.
Everything that happened with Darío, and what's happening now,
because this has gone too far
-and I can't keep lying. -You won't tell Leonardo anything.
Understood?
We got into this mess to cover your back.
To protect you,
so that no one would find out you fucked that guy.
Now that everything's solved,
you want to ruin it by confessing to your husband?
Is that what you're going to do?
Please.
If not for yourself, do it for Zoe.
Don't destroy your family.
You disgust me.
You sell yourself as a human right's advocate,
but you're a hypocritical bitch.
You were supposed to meet me at that motel.
Want to hear what that asshole did to me?
Please don't play the innocent victim,
because I know you only met me to fuck with Leonardo.
I don't know what you're talking about.
You found out everything about my family.
I tried to explain everything.
I tried talking to you.
How long had you been following me?
How did you know I'd be in Cuernavaca with Brenda that weekend?
Was that a good enough reason to send that asshole to kidnap and torture me?
You're a sociopath!
You were in my house, damn it! I had to defend myself.
Defend yourself from what, Alma?
I didn't do anything to you.
And yet, you give speeches about gender violence,
about impunity...
I asked you to stay away from me and my family.
-I told you to leave me alone. -You wanted me to go away?
Okay.
You got it.
I don't want to hear from you ever again.
You're a psychotic bitch.
Did you think you'd get away with it, asshole?
Don't mess with Alma ever again.
Do you have an imagination?
Then use it.
What happened?
It's not that easy, Leonardo.
We'd need someone in Morelos
to get the warrant from the prosecutor's office.
You can only get it if there's doubt about the cause of death.
Edith, you don't need to teach me about the law.
Talk to anyone you need to talk to in Morelos.
I need to exhume Brenda's body.
Leonardo, what's going on? Why now?
I want that body exhumed by tomorrow morning.
Either you do it...
or I'll do it.
Judge Solares' office.
One moment, please.
It's Darío Guerra again, he wants to talk to you.
FOR SALE
How the hell do you want me to feel, knowing my leg is going to be useless?
That's not true, honey. Don't say that.
Your leg won't be useless...
You know who shot me, right?
How could I know?
Look, you know I've never judged you...
I don't care if you slept with everyone in Cuernavaca,
but I need to know who's the son of a bitch who shot me.
Esteban, you're offending me.
Who was it?
Brother.
I just found out and came immediately.
How are you, Brenda?
Leonardo.
I put together a special team to find out who did this to you.
I swear we'll find him.
What's up, Bug?
Hi, Uncle.
Hey, can we eat at the pool bar?
Right now I'm busy with an investigation.
Is something wrong?
No, I'm fine. It's just that...
There's weird stuff happening at home.
To be honest, I'm worried about the judge.
Why?
My dad thinks my mom is cheating on him.
Don't worry, Bug. We talked and sorted things out.
Yes, you have nothing to worry about.
Okay.
Yes.
I'll call you later, okay?
Bye.
-Leonardo. -Are you okay?
-You shot him. -I hurt him.
-We need to call the police. -No!
Go.
Go before someone sees you here. Go!
-Call an ambulance, please! -Go!
My God, Esteban. Are you okay?
I can't move my leg. Call an ambulance.
Did you see who shot you?
Call an ambulance, for fuck's sake!
You shameless asshole.
Hi, Cristi.
Afternoon, ma'am .
And Zoe?
Zoe didn't come home for lunch.
-But the judge is waiting for you. -Okay.
-Excuse me. -Thank you.
Darío Guerra called me.
I'm sorry. I didn't tell you that I interviewed him
for the assistant position.
Why? When did that happen? Why didn't you tell me?
I wasn't going to tell you until it was a done deal, I wanted...
to do a background check on him,
run him through the database.
And?
Nothing.
He didn't take the job.
Why? Did you find something?
-I don't know. A criminal record? -No, nothing like that.
Darío came up clean.
Really?
Yes.
You say that like you doubt it.
No, of course not. It's just that...
Your student has an impeccable record.
He was born in Mexico City,
comes from a good family,
he studied in the best schools,
he graduated with honors.
Yes, quite a gem.
So, are you hiring him or not?
That was the plan.
It turns out he's a great candidate for the job,
but he called to turn down the offer.
Must've had his reasons.
Of course.
Hey, what happened to you?
Alma...
Forgive me.
For what?
Well, it's just that...
I went crazy today.
-I went looking for Esteban-- -Yes, he told me.
-Yes. -Did he give you your cellphone?
Honey...
I don't know what I'd do if I lost you.
"And I must say I trust completely
in the chance of meeting you.
I'll never try to forget you,
even if I tried, I wouldn't achieve it.
I love watching you."
It's pathetic.
What?
You.
Me.
This moment.
It's pathetic.
Why?
I mean...
It's very clear to me that I'm not...
the kind of person someone like you would like.
What do you mean someone like me?
Well, handsome...
Romantic, thoughtful...
The kind that would give balloons or read a woman poetry.
Zoe, I don't know if I'm your kind of person...
but I like you.
Here, you can have it.
Have you read it before?
No.
Actually, I don't even know the author.
What's it about?
It's about two strange beings that love each other in a weird way.
Two bugs that find themselves...
They find each other.
Period.
"You look at me,
you look at me closely,
closer each time and we play at being cyclopes,
the closer we get, the bigger our eyes get,
they are close to each other,
they superimpose, the cyclopes look at each other...
and their mouths find each other, and warmly fight,
biting their lips,
barely touching the teeth with their tongues,
playing in their chambers where the heavy air comes and goes
like an old perfume and a moment of silence."
Thank you.
Would you...
like to come in?
Are your parents home?
Can I see you tomorrow?
Okay.
"My hands want to sink into your hair,
slowly caressing the deepness of your hair
while we kiss
as if our mouth were filled with flowers...
or fish,
of vivid movements,
of a dark fragrance."
No, Mom.
I'm your son, Darío.
-I'm alive and here, look at me. -Don't touch me!
Don't hurt me. Stay away from me.
I won't hurt you.
You're dead, but you don't know it.
I killed you myself.
I drowned you.
Don't tell anyone.
Things are not what they seem.
I'm going crazy.
I don't know what's the truth anymore, or what's a lie...
who is the victim or the aggressor.
What if I am everything Darío says I am?
-A hypocritical sociopath? -No.
It's called "gaslighting."
What?
Yes, it's when a perverse person manipulates things
to make you believe that you're the one that's sick.
Yes, I know, but--
The last time you were here,
you said that your brother-in-law thinks that Darío killed Brenda.
Nothing says he's guilty.
My husband ran Darío's information...
through a database, and did a background check.
He's completely clean.
Then, one of you is wrong.
That database is reliable.
It's from National Security.
If Darío or any of his relatives had a criminal record,
the system would show it.
I don't know what happened with Leslie's murder.
His father's imprisonment.
Then his suicide.
But you saw the file.
Darío's father's file.
Yes, but--
I'm not sure about anything anymore, I feel lost...
Like when you're in the middle of a magic trick,
one moment you're certain of something, and the next...
it's the opposite.
I don't know if I'm your type...
but I like you.
What is it, Edith?
Tomorrow at what time?
-Yes. -Thank you.
-Do you love me? -Of course.
-Yes, I know. I can tell. Thank you. -Welcome, sit down.
-Make yourself comfortable. How are you? -Thank you. A little nervous.
Perfect, we need you to close your eyes.
-Okay. -One...
two, three.
Bravo!
Brenda, give it to me, it's mine.
Nothing exists.
Brenda, give it to me.
Nothing exists.
Give it to me, Brenda. It's mine.
I have nothing.
Brenda, it's mine.
I have nothing.
Brenda, he's mine, you bitch. Give him to me.
Nothing exists.
Brenda.
Brenda!
Brenda, he's mine!
Brenda!
Verónica.
Hi, it's Alma.
Do you know how I could access
the database for background checks?
GERMAN CEMETERY
Here's everything about Antonio Guerra.
The before and after of Leslie Delgado's murder.
NAME: ANTONIO GUERRA
Thank you very much.
CAUSE: MURDER
Anything else?
The person who ordered to hide Brenda Castillo's statement
from this file was...
my brother Leonardo, right?
Listen carefully, Vallejo.
Nobody can find out that the body wasn't here.
That's fine,
but I need to present a report to my superiors.
The only thing you will report
is that the results of this initiative are classified.
These are highly sensitive matters.