[door unlocking]
[video bleeps]
[Nacho] Hey there, Miren. How you doing?
[chains rattle]
[Nacho] This is the last test.
It's an endurance test.
[panicked breathing]
It tests your devotion to God.
If you hold on for more than a day, the game ends.
-[Miren cries] Nacho, please. -[Nacho] Okay?
I stopped by your house. Hope you don't mind.
But I wanted to get this.
It's not my sister.
It's just a girl who thought it looked artistic, I guess.
Nacho, let me out. [sobbing]
Let me out, let me out! Let me out, dammit, let me out!
[Nacho] You're so obsessed with finding lost girls.
It blinds you. You know?
Just let me go!
-[Nacho] Miren. Miren. Calm down. -[furious scream] Nacho!
Help me!
Miren, calm down. Calm down. Okay?
[Miren panting, sobbing]
[Miren] They're gonna catch you.
You're gonna get caught, Nacho.
You're gonna get caught.
Don't do this to me. Please. Let me out! [thumping]
Let me out! [sobbing]
-Please. I'm begging you, Nacho. -[Nacho sighs]
Borja.
Borja, please.
[thumping]
[frustrated scream]
Let me go!
So, first it's going to get harder and harder for you to breathe. Okay?
At first your body will feel strong, you'll be able to breathe,
but, little by little, it'll get harder for you to exhale.
That's followed by hypoxia.
Where your blood doesn't have enough oxygen.
Then hypercapnia.
[screaming] Just let me out! Let me out! Just let me out!
Let me go, goddammit!
[calmly] Then, little by little, you'll go into organ failure,
you know what I mean?
The pain will grow, till it hurts, hurts, hurts so much you'll beg me to end it.
-[spits] -[Nacho scoffs]
-Allison's death was a mercy killing. -Son of a bitch.
-[Nacho] It was mercy. -Son of a bitch! Son of a bitch! No!
Don't do this! Goddammit! Don't do this!
[ominous music playing]
[Nacho] I have faith in you, Miren.
You'll pass the test. Borja, let's go.
[Miren, quietly] Nacho. Nacho.
Nacho, let me go.
-[Nacho] You're doing great. Don't worry. -Don't leave me. Don't leave me.
[screams] Let me go!
Let me go, Nacho!
Borja!
-[piercing scream] -[music intensifies]
THE SNOW GIRL 2 THE SOUL GAME
[screaming continues]
[Borja] The police came to my house. They're onto us.
Don't worry. They'll be busy with Garrido for a few days.
[Borja] But what if you accidentally left prints on the Bible?
Man, this is getting out of hand.
Listen, Borja, this isn't time for doubt. Okay?
Hey, you're my apostle, right?
You are player one.
Borja.
-Yes. -Okay? Come on.
Yeah, I… I know but…
-[Nacho] But what? -All this… I can't do it anymore.
[sighs]
Borja. You passed your tests.
You proved you had faith. Right?
And when you were in that hospital half dead, I told you the truth.
I told you who I was.
Yeah? And who am I?
-The Raven of God. -The Raven of God.
Yes.
Okay?
Okay, you stay here and watch her. It'll all be over tomorrow.
[ominous music playing]
[dog barking]
[engine starts]
[keys jangle]
[swallows]
[door closes]
[indistinct voices on TV]
Good night.
[Cristóbal] Nacho!
COME TO OUR MEETING
THE DEFENSE OF LIFE AS A CHRISTIAN TENET
[Cristóbal] Come here.
[voices continue on TV]
Sit down.
[Nacho sighs]
[Cristóbal] Where were you?
Went for a walk.
You missed the swim meet. You're not answering your phone.
We're worried about you, Nacho.
Your aunt can't sleep if she doesn't know where you are.
I know that.
Sorry.
Where were you all night, Nacho?
I… I just needed to be alone.
I mean, I didn't… didn't want to go to the meet.
Everything with…
with Allison… reminds me of Laura is what I'm saying.
It's all right, my boy. Go get changed.
[ominous music playing]
[intriguing music playing]
[grunts]
[cell phone vibrating]
[whispers] What is it?
[Chaparro, sleepily] Sorry, I know it's late.
Trust me, I get it. They just woke me up too.
[man] Who is it?
It's work. Just go back to sleep.
[Belén] What's up?
[Chaparro] Borja Pineda's mom's been calling the station all night.
He ran off and isn't answering his phone.
-When did she see him last? -[Chaparro] Yesterday.
After we left the house, he called someone and took off.
-Okay, do we know who he called? -Told his mom it was a friend from school.
What do you think?
Could it be related to the game?
[Belén sighs]
We need to talk to the kids in his class
to see which one of them he called, you know?
I'll get dressed and meet you at the station.
-[Chaparro] Okay, see you in a bit. -See you there. Bye.
[thunder rumbling]
[car alarm beeps]
[doorbell rings]
[ringing tone]
[recording] The number you're calling is unavailable.
-Please leave a message after the beep. -[beep tone]
Miren, I've been leaving you messages.
Uh, I found new information about Laura. It's really huge. I need to talk to you.
Look, I know… that we had a disagreement, but, come on. I've been calling you.
I'm standing outside your place.
I hope you're okay, and you're not doing anything stupid.
-Call me, please. -[car alarm beeps]
[sighs]
[exhales]
[ringing tone]
[cell phone ringing]
Jaime. Please don't call me again, okay?
-I don't wanna talk… -[Jaime] No, Tomás, wait. Hold on, please.
I just have to verify some information. It's important.
Can I see you? Where you at?
Leaving Málaga, on my way to the airport.
-[Jaime] What? You're leaving? -Yeah.
My father is sending me back to London to get treated, to help me get better.
It'll only be five minutes, okay? Just five minutes. It's about Laura.
-Tomás, it's important. -Jaime. No, please, no.
Just five minutes. No more.
Hey, Jaime, listen to me.
I need to apologize. I filled your head with all this junk.
My psychiatrist and my father explained it to me.
All those theories were just my own paranoia. I made them up in my head.
-Tomás… -Listen to me.
I made them up to avoid letting go of Laura, okay?
At this point, what I have to do is assume that she ran away.
Now, I'm hanging up. Please don't call me again. Okay?
Does the Green House ring a bell to you?
[dramatic music playing]
Can we talk just one more time? Please. I'll leave you alone after that. Promise.
I'll meet you in 20 minutes at the King's Park.
[sighs]
[tires skid]
-[soft whimpering] -[chains rattling]
[Miren, groans weakly] Help.
[weak breath]
[weakly] Help.
[muffled music playing]
[muffled music continues]
[nightmarish music playing]
[gasps]
[muffled crying]
[muffled screams]
[muffled crying]
[weakly] Help.
[muffled crying]
[distinct] Help me!
[screams]
[sobs]
[wistful music playing]
[breathing slows]
[music continues]
[seagulls crying]
[fluttering]
[straining]
Help me!
Nacho! [scream echoes]
This one, checked.
The department's already circulating Pineda's picture.
We need to get a hold of the judge. We need to access his phone.
If it's on, we can use it to locate him. But we have to hurry.
[Chaparro] Look, here's our guy.
You're Nacho, right?
-Yeah, are you looking for my uncle again? -No, this time we're looking for you.
We were trying to call you. Did you not hear your phone?
Yeah, sorry, I don't answer numbers I don't know. Did something happen?
We're questioning all of your classmates, anyone who might have known Allison.
But I heard everyone say that it's Garrido.
[Chaparro] People around here talk too much.
[Belén] A former Los Arcos student is missing.
He would have been in your class last year. Borja Pineda. You know him?
-Pineda? Yeah, sure. -Have you talked to him recently?
Maybe he's tried to reach out in the last few days?
No, no, we weren't friends. He was a weird kid.
-You sure? -Yeah.
Does The Soul Game ring a bell?
Uh, yeah, yeah, my aunt mentioned it.
[Chaparro] You hadn't heard of it before that?
-No. -Never heard about The Soul Game?
You had no idea?
No, I had not.
[Belén] How old were you when your sister disappeared?
[unsettling music playing]
Eight?
I imagine Allison's case has been hard on you.
Are you doing okay?
Hanging in there like everybody.
-Can I go now? -[Belén] Hmm.
Careful on your bike. Road's wet.
-They took his statement, right? -[Chaparro] Hmm.
-We got them from the whole class. -And?
Says he was at the movies.
[intriguing music playing]
Tomás. Hey!
Why did you ask me about the Green House?
It was, uh, mentioned and I wanted to know if it meant anything to you.
It was one of the houses that my dad owned.
[Jaime] Uh-huh.
We went a lot when we were kids, but we haven't been there in a while.
Did Laura ever go there?
Yeah, we went up for a weekend once. I remember my dad drove us there.
-[Jaime] Where is it exactly? -Why do you want to know?
What does it have to do with Laura?
-No, first tell me about-- -Tell me what this has to do with Laura.
Laura could have been pregnant when she disappeared.
What?
[Jaime] I'm sorry.
-Could it have been yours? -No. No, no, no. We never…
How do you know?
-I can't disclose… Don't ask me that. -Who told you? Tell me.
It's reliable, okay?
I knew it.
I swear I knew it.
[scoffs]
She always denied it. I knew she was seeing someone else.
And I'd get jealous, and we'd fight about it. But I knew.
Say who.
-Tell me where the Green House is. -You tell me who fucked my girlfriend.
-It's better you don't know. -Want to know where it is?
I'm asking you to tell me who fucked my girlfriend, understand?
Start talking now. Now.
I was told that she was sleeping with your father.
What did you say?
Whoever told you that crap is lying. It's not true.
Maybe. I'm not saying it's true, but…
They said that Laura was with your father at the Green House
the afternoon she'd gone missing,
and that would mean that Mr. Mendoza lied in his statement.
You're wrong.
[inhales] It's ridiculous.
-It can't be true. It's all bullshit. -[Jaime] Tomás. Hey!
If I hear from anyone you're saying something like that about my father,
I'll ruin your career. I'll ruin your entire life, understood?
-Okay, Tomás. Hey-- -Just leave me alone!
Didn't you hear what I just said? Fuck!
Weren't you the one who wanted to find Laura?
[breathing rapidly]
My father's a good man. He loves me. He wouldn't do that to me. He's not able.
[Jaime] You've spent so much time searching for the truth.
Years. I get it. I do.
I understand that now, you wanna quit, I get it.
But I've got a job to do. I have an obligation to the truth, you know? So…
If you loved Laura…
I mean, I need you to help me.
Help me and you'll stop feeling so guilty.
-You can't say I feel guilty, stop it! -[Jaime] I know you do.
You feel guilty because you think she left…
because you… you weren't… good enough to be with her. You know?
-No. -[Jaime] Yes.
And I get it, I get it.
I understand how you feel, but…
[sighs]
You can't keep living like that.
Don't you see it?
Look at yourself.
Help me, Tomás.
[poignant music playing]
[sighs]
[message alert]
[Jaime exhales]
[ringing tone]
-[Julio] I told you I don't wanna talk. -I have something to tell you about Laura.
That case was closed many years ago.
Román, you and I know that investigation wasn't done properly.
-Fuck. -[Jaime] Listen to me, please.
Please listen.
[creaking]
[dog barking]
[dog continues barking]
[Jaime] Hello?
[man] Perla!
-Shh! -[Jaime] Good morning. Hi, how are you?
I'm looking for Alberto Mendoza. Is he here?
-Morning. He's not here. -He's not?
-Can I help you? -Do you live here?
-Yeah. -Uh, excuse me.
I'm Jaime Bernal. I'm a journalist from Diario Sur.
I'm writing an article, and I was hoping I could ask him some questions.
-Could I maybe ask you instead? -[man] About what?
About…
this girl.
Laura Valdivia. You remember her?
[man] Yes.
-Let's go inside. -Sounds good.
[ominous music playing]
-[music intensifies] -[door slams]
[Borja] What took you so long?
[Nacho] Why the hell are the police looking for you, Borja?
I'm… I'm sorry. It's my mom, she called them.
-What? -She keeps texting me.
-She knows I didn't come home. -Is your phone turned on?
Yeah.
Fucking shit. Didn't I tell you to turn that off?
They can use your phone to track you. Didn't I tell you?
-Yeah. I'm sorry, okay? I'm… I'm sorry. -Give it to me.
Here.
What about the one inside? It's turned on.
They can't track that one, there's no SIM in it.
-[Borja] Okay. -Wasn't your mom on duty at the hospital?
-[Borja] They must have changed her shift. -[Nacho] Changed her shift?
Borja, you know I've been working on this too long
for you to come and bust my balls.
-Seriously. -[Borja] Nacho.
-N… Nacho, wait, wait. -What?
Wait.
-What's wrong, Borja? -[Borja sighs]
It's just…
Listen, uh…
I've been thinking, okay? And…
That woman is about to die, right? So I… I think we should let her go.
What'd you say? Borja…
I'm over 18. If the police find us, I'm going to jail.
Borja, we're finishing this.
-Come on. -No. No.
-No what? -I don't want to do this.
I'm… I'm sorry, Nacho.
Are you abandoning me?
You're going to abandon me? After everything?
I saved you when you were lowest. When everyone laughed, Borja.
-Yeah. -Hey! I'm the one who showed you God.
-I'm thankful for it, but this… -You're not thankful for fucking shit!
This game made you feel alive. It's what you said.
I know it made you feel alive.
-Tell me. -Listen, I quit.
Okay, I quit.
I won't tell anyone.
Okay?
[chokes]
[Borja coughing]
[ominous music playing]
[Borja coughing]
[blood gurgling]
[silence]
[clock ticking]
[man] I've spent my whole life taking care of this land.
Ever since Mr. Mendoza was young.
I owe him more than I can say.
There's no loyalty nowadays.
And what do you remember about the girl?
She was dating Mr. Tomás for a while, but then she went missing.
Do you live here year-round? At the estate?
The farthest I go is to town to shop, but it's not far. That's all.
And how often does Mr. Mendoza come here? Like what, every few months? Hmm?
Not very often.
This place is in the countryside, very far from Málaga.
Why come here? [scoffs]
And what made you lie to the police?
Loyalty?
Alberto Mendoza and Laura Valdivia were lovers, hmm?
They'd come to the house.
They were actually here the day she disappeared, right?
Together.
[coffee bubbling]
[man] You shouldn't go around saying things like that.
[car approaching]
[tense music playing]
[footsteps approaching]
-What'd you think? He wouldn't find out? -[Jaime] Hey…
-Hey, put that down. Please. -[man] Move it.
Move it. Outside!
Come on.
Move it.
[Jaime] Okay.
-[man] Walk. -I'm going. I'm going.
-[man] Walk, dammit. -Hey, Alberto, Alberto. Wait. Wait.
-Let's talk about this. -[Alberto] I told you! Stop investigating!
-Can we…? -[Alberto] I told you! Stop investigating!
-Get down on your knees! -No.
You don't have to do this.
I know you. You're friends with my dad. Just talk to me.
What do you wanna talk about? What do you wanna talk about?
-What do you wanna talk about? -[Jaime] About Laura.
What happened? Was she pregnant? D… Did she come and tell you?
What happened?
-You have no idea. -[Jaime] Tell me.
-[Jaime grunts] -[man] Shut up!
Oh my God. [groans]
-What do we do? -Wait, wait. Wait, wait. Please!
Don't do anything crazy, please. Gimme a minute.
Please. Wait. You're a good person, Alberto.
You don't know a damn thing about what I've done.
What do you know?
What did you do with Laura? What did you do to her?
[voice breaks] Did… you murder her?
No!
[Jaime] No, of course not.
You have a chance to make things right. Me and you, Alberto.
[breathless] We can make this right.
Please. Come on.
Put it down.
Hey, put it down, please. Come on.
Put it down. Do the right thing.
[panicked breath]
[dog barking]
-[sirens approaching] -[Jaime] It's okay.
Hey. Listen. Listen to me.
You called the police. Son of a bitch.
-[Jaime] No, no, no… -You called the police?
-You bastard! Son of a bitch! -[officer] Drop your weapon!
-[Jaime] Hey! -[officer] Last warning. Drop the shotgun!
-Put it down. Hey. Put it down. -[tense music building]
-No! No! -[gunshot]
[shout, gunshot echoes]
[man cries] What have you done? Alberto!
-[echoing] No. -[dog barking]
[music intensifies, fades]
[Miren, weakly] Please, help.
Help. [grunts]
[ragged breath]
Help. [strained breathing]
Help.
[door closes]
Hey. How you doing?
It's a miracle you're alive.
Thank you.
When you called me, I didn't… believe it.
But you sent a patrol car.
[Julio] Well, I was afraid you'd break into a private estate.
-I had to do something. -[Jaime laughs]
-[medic] Okay? You're all set. -Thank you.
[Julio] Thank you.
[Jaime sighs]
And have they found Laura's body yet?
If she's around here, we'll find her.
[sighs]
Can I go now?
No, sorry.
I need to ask a few questions and get a statement from you.
Let's go down to the station.
[somber music playing]
-[police radio static] -[camera clicking]
[officer] What have we done with the evidence?
I want you to make sure they have the gun. Bring it inside.
[car engine starts]
[indistinct chatter]
[music continues]
[recording] The number you are trying to reach is turned off or unavailable.
-Stop the car. Stop the car, uh, Román. -What is it?
Stop a sec. We need to go back. Just for a second.
-What's wrong? -A bit more. A bit more.
Bit more. There, there, there. There.
Hey. What is it?
[Julio] Jaime, where are you going?
Jaime…
[motor running]
Hello?
[eerie music playing]
[chirping, whirring]
[Julio] Stop, wait.
[chirping, whirring continues]
[intriguing music playing]
[metallic whirring]
[chirping]
[music intensifies]
[Julio] Don't be afraid. I'm with the police.
Are you Laura Valdivia?
Listen, send an ambulance to the caretaker's house, please.
[Laura] No. It's not necessary.
My son and I are completely fine.
Can you just leave us alone, please?
I don't want to go back.
[music continues]
Perfect, thank you.
-[Chaparro] Okay, see you later. -[Belén] Chaparro.
-What's up? -[Belén] We gotta go. Come on.
What is it?
[Belén] We got the warrant for Pineda's cell phone.
It's been on all night.
-[Chaparro] Did they locate it? -Yes.
[tense music playing]
Miren.
Time to wake up.
Miren, wake up. Miren.
You're doing so much better than Allison.
[whimpers]
[Nacho] You're doing great.
It's almost over. Do you want some water?
[Nacho clears throat]
Why'd you murder her?
You still don't understand?
Allison… Allison was…
She was fucked up.
I'd heard about The Soul Game in the halls.
I invited her to play, after I reinvented it.
I just took Garrido's game and made it better.
Did you like it?
The first game I played
was with Borja.
I never imagined… that he would crash his motorcycle.
-[Miren groans] -[Nacho] Shh.
But do you know the thing about Borja?
He was so alone.
He needed someone.
I asked him to help me. With this.
With you.
And Allison?
Allison?
Allison was devastated, Miren.
After that thug knocked her up, she was looking for something to save her…
something to believe in.
She wanted to… [laughs] …renew her faith.
The problem is…
I couldn't care less about faith or religion or any of that crap.
Why me?
Why do all of this?
Because you promised you'd find my sister.
[Miren] I'm not the one to blame for what happened to Laura.
-You're not the one to blame? [grunts] -[Miren yelps]
[yelling] You're not the one to blame, Miren? Huh?
You're not the one to blame?
[panicked sobbing]
So tell me why you didn't look for my sister, Miren? Tell me.
Tell me why you never went looking, huh? Huh?
Why the fuck did you not look for her like you looked for that girl Amaya Martín?
Laura didn't sell papers?
-[sobs] -Or was it something else? Huh?
-Tell me. -I'm sorry.
-Oh, you're sorry? -I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
-Miren, I was alone. -[Miren sniffles]
I was alone.
-[gulps] -I had no one, Miren.
Absolutely no one.
-[Miren whimpers] -I can't stop thinking about you, Miren.
I can't stop thinking about you.
[Miren sobbing]
I was looking forward to our little game.
That's why I sent you the fucking letter. And it worked. You know?
I've read your book so many times, Miren. And I've read about all of your pain.
-[gasping breaths] -About all your fears.
Could you expect no one would take advantage of you, Miren? Huh?
[soft whimpers]
All of this is so you can feel… everything I feel.
[ominous music playing]
-Yeah? -[gulps]
To lose someone you love.
[Miren whimpers]
It's an empty feeling.
Empty.
Here, I wanna show you something.
[panicked breathing]
[Nacho] Look.
-[Miren sniffles] -[ominous music continues]
[Nacho] Look, Miren.
All it took was a little bit of insulin for your beloved professor.
-[Miren] No! -Yeah.
-No! -Yeah.
[Miren sobs]
[mournful music playing]
[gasps]
No…
-[student 1] Don't move him. Call someone. -[student 2] Call an ambulance! Hurry!
[student 1] Get some help!
-Get some help! -Eduardo! Eduardo!
Oh my God!
-Nacho! How could you? What have you done! -Shh!
[Miren yells] No, no, no!
-It hurts, right, Miren? -No!
It hurts, right? It hurts, right? It hurts real bad, doesn't it?
It hurts, right? Miren? It hurts, right? Huh?
-It hurts, doesn't it? -[agonized cry] No!
[anguished cry]
-[Miren choking] -I know it hurts.
[choking]
[Miren groans]
Miren.
Miren, what's going on? Miren, come on now. Come on. Come on.
Miren! Miren.
Fucking son of a bitch.
No, no! [panting]
[snap]
Miren. Miren, please. Miren. Miren, please, listen to me. Miren, Miren.
No! Miren. Miren. Miren. Miren.
Listen to me. Miren.
Miren! [gasps]
Miren, listen to me. Miren!
-[dramatic sting] -[Nacho yells] Argh!
[Nacho groaning]
[Miren grunts]
-[Miren screams furiously] -[Nacho grunts]
[Nacho moans]
[Miren yelps]
[panicked breathing, sobbing]
[tenebrous music playing]
[Nacho shouts] Miren!
[creaking]
[music intensifies]
[Nacho] Holy fuck!
Miren!
[door creaks]
[running footsteps]
[screams]
[Nacho] Miren!
[screams]
[Nacho] Miren!
Miren. Miren!
[Miren screams]
You want to kill me?
Fucking kill me!
Kill me!
[both grunt]
[panicked screaming]
[Miren] No!
Let go of me! Let go of me!
-[screams] -[sickening thud]
-[Miren screams] -[squelch]
[splutters]
[metallic clatter]
[grunts]
[spits, gasps]
[Miren sobs]
[Miren coughing]
[tense music playing]
Call it in. Run the plates. Right now.
[Chaparro] Carmen.
I need you to run a plate: 3-1-2-3. Golf, Tango, Quebec. Golf, Tango, Quebec.
Check this motorcycle too.
[Belén] Chaparro!
[Chaparro] Coming. What you got?
[Belén] He's dead.
[Chaparro] Holy hell! We've got a body! Young, male. It's… it's Borja Pineda.
We need an ambulance and back up now.
[groans]
Miren, look at me. Miren, look at me, please.
Miren.
Miren, please.
Miren.
[music continues]
[Nacho, softly] Tell me. Tell me why you never looked for her.
No. No, Miren, no.
Don't leave me alone.
I'm always alone.
[music intensifies]
[sickening squelch]
-[squelch] -[Nacho grunts]
[Miren grunts]
[Miren strains]
-[grunts] -[Nacho] Miren.
[growls]
-[furious screams] -[thuds]
[agonized scream]
[Nacho coughs]
[groans]
[moans, coughs]
[Chaparro] What you got?
You're sure?
Belén.
The car's Miren's.
[Miren sobs]
[straining]
[groans] No.
-[poignant music playing] -[waves breaking]
[Belén] Miren!
[faint] Miren!
[waves breaking]
[panicked breathing]
[Chaparro] Nacho's dead.
-Chaparro, the ambulance! -[Chaparro] We're on the beach!
-[Belén] Miren. -[Chaparro] At the cove!
-[Belén] Miren. -I need an ambulance right now! Go, go!
Look at me. Come on.
Come on. Open your eyes.
[shakily] Miren.
Talk to me.
Come on, Miren.
[firmly] Miren. Miren. Miren, stay with me. Stay with me.
-[Miren groans] -[Belén] I'm here. Don't worry.
Look at me. It's Millán. You're going to be okay.
-You're gonna be just fine. -[sirens approaching]
[Miren groans]
[Belén] Hey, you'll be fine.
[Miren groans]
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ONE YEAR LATER
[Laura] Alberto suggested I stay at the Green House
until the baby was born.
Not having it… having an abortion. It was never a thought.
-[Jaime] Hmm. -[Laura] It was against our beliefs.
[Jaime] Why did you never reach out to your aunt and uncle? Or your brother?
[Laura] I thought about it. I thought about it a lot over the years.
But if anyone found out, it would have ruined Alberto.
I couldn't do that to him.
My uncle and aunt would've been devastated.
It was the best for everyone.
Whose idea was it to leave your cell phone at the station?
Alberto.
He handled everything.
[Jaime] Do you know what this is?
According to a forensic psychiatrist, you developed some dependency issues.
Due to a need to be loved.
And your submissive personality, low self-esteem… [exhales]
Well, I guess you know this, Laura,
but many people think you're a victim in all this.
I was definitely not a victim.
When I fell in love with Alberto, I sinned in God's eyes.
I devoted myself to God as a sign of sacrifice and repentance.
I left the world behind.
I want that to be clear.
Of course.
Well, Laura, thank you.
I have everything I need. Thank you for the interview.
I know you haven't done any this past year.
Where is Miren Rojo?
-Eh… -[Laura] I need to talk to her.
I have to tell her I'm sorry.
Sorry? For?
For my brother.
What he did to her.
They say she quit working at the paper. Can you please tell me where she is?
I'm sorry, but no… I can't help with that.
Good luck, Laura.
RESULTS: WHERE IS MIREN ROJO? #MIRENROJO
WHERE IS MIREN R.? HAS ANYONE SEEN HER?
LET'S HOPE SHE APPEARS SOON
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-[officer 1] Go, go. Police! Go, go! -[officer 2] Go in, go in!
[officer 3] Police! On the ground! Don't move!
-[officer 4] Don't move! Police! -[officer 5] Downstairs.
-[officer 6] There! Right there! -[officer 7] To the left.
[officer 8] Downstairs. All clear.
-[officer 1] Police! -[officer 2] Police! On the ground!
[officer 3] Police! Police!
-[officer 4] On the ground! Move it. -[officer 5] On the ground.
-[officer 8] Come on! Down there, go! -[officer 7] I'm going.
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[officer 1] Break it down!
Break it down!
[thud]
-[officer 2] Don't move! Police! -[officer 3] Don't move. Police!
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IF YOU OR ANYONE YOU KNOW HAS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, GET HELP AT:
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