- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Mr. Doria?
Virginia Goodman.

I was sent by your lawyer,

F?lix Leiva.

A pleasure.

- Come in.
- Thanks.

- Give me two minutes to

get dressed. - Sure.

...by members of armed groups

that have demobilized

and are contributing

to the search for the missing.

In national news,
the main news this morning

is the funeral held in memory

of Laura Vidal,

the renowned photographer

and visual artist,

allegedly murdered by
her lover, Adri?n Doria,

recently awarded
in the prestigious

European Awards for Innovation

and Business Development

as businessman of the year.

Doria, who recently made inroads

into the Asian market

with his company

Global Go Tech Media,

is pleading innocent and states

he is the victim of a plot.

I was expecting you later.

Yes. We've had a setback.

I tried to talk to F?lix,

but his phone's off.
He's out of town.

But he said everything was

under control, that he had a lead...

- That would change everything, yes.

- Exactly.

That's what he said

when I last spoke to him.

But I didn't know then what I do now,

and what he still doesn't know.

What?

It's very likely you'll be

called to testify tonight.

What?

One of my courthouse sources says

the prosecutor has a last-minute witness

who could turn

your case around.

We don't know who it is yet,

but they're being taken to the court

to testify in three hours.

I told the truth.

Your testimony has holes,

and I need details.

Plausibility is based on details.

I can use them to convince

the world that you're innocent.

I assure you, I can do it.

So far I've never lost

a case before any judge.

But I need you to cooperate.

The police have turned this place

into a cell, I'm watched 24 hours a day.

Don't you think if had anything to add

I would've done it by now?

They're going to request

your immediate arrest, Mr. Doria.

We have 180 minutes

to start over,

so I advise you to stop whining

and let's get to work.

Right, let's go back to the start.

What were you and the deceased

doing at that hotel?

We were told to go there.

We'd been seeing each other

for a few months.

Someone was trying

to blackmail us.

We were following
their instructions.

They wanted 100,000 Euros.

It's better to buy someone's silence

than face a million-dollar divorce.

I never wanted to divorce Sonia,

I love her.

Why that hotel, 200 miles away

from your lives?

I don't know.

Weren't you surprised they chose

somewhere so out of the way?

Who cares which hotel it was?

Had you and your lover

been there before?

The problem here is someone

pinned a murder on me.

Everything is important, Mr. Doria.

But it's alright,

first let's talk about

the message on your phone.

We'd been waiting

for two hours when it came.

Something wrong?

He has your cell phone.

He just sent a message
from your cell phone.

I'LL TELL EVERYTHING

ROOM 715, HOTEL BELLAVISTA

It's a trap.

Let's go.

Adri?n?

I was unconscious
for a few minutes.

And when I woke up...

the nightmare began.

What's the first

thing you remember?

Banging on the door.

Police!

Are you alright?

Police!

Open the door.

Out of the way.

Laura!

Do you hear me?

Laura!

We know you're in there!

Open the door!

No, no.

Laura! Help!

Help, please!

Police!

Help!

Get up!

Hands up! Get up!

There was someone in the room.

Hands where I can see them.

I didn't do anything.

Hands up!

- I didn't do anything.
- Get down!

- There was someone else here.

- On the floor!

Don't resist.

Everybody out!

The police report says that

witnesses heard screams,

but didn't see anyone leave the room...

So you didn't see anyone

leave the room.

Which was locked from inside

by a chain.

The report also said that no window

could be opened from the inside

because in the cold months

the hotel removes the handles,

and they hadn't been forced.

They checked every way to get out

without being seen,

but it was impossible

without leaving traces.

And they didn't find any.

So, according to your version,

- your lover's murderer evaporated.

- That's right.

- Before he got out, he had to get in.

- He was there when we arrived.

But he had to get in somehow.

And the hotel staff said

only you had access to the key.

The whole crime scene

was set up to frame me
and give the police the false theory
that Laura fell in love with me

and to protect my marriage

I tried in vain to buy her off.

So I killed her.

- But it's absurd, a trap...

- Whose trap?

- I don't know.
- Why?

I'm telling you I don't know!

I just know my wife's left me

and taken my daughter.

And someone's getting away with it.

Unless you pay attention

and look for answers in the details

of your life, you know what?

- What?
- You're saying the police are right.

They say that nobody

had a motive

to destroy you like this,

so your version

sounds like make believe, Mr. Doria.

- It's not my job to find

the culprit. - No.

It's Felix's job and yours,

and the police, of course.

They're meant to catch

the culprits, not me.

You are their culprit.

Mr. Doria, if you were me

and I told you about this secret plot,

what would you think?

I'm telling you what happened,

I don't know what else you expect.

Do you know what?

In my 30-year career
I've met two types of clients.

Those who accept their situation

and cooperate,

even if it means going

where they don't want to go,

and those that think

they're smarter than I am

and want me to get them off

without getting dirty.

You're the second type.

But let me be clear on this:

There'll be no salvation
without suffering,

and you're not smarter than I am.

YOUNG MAN DISAPPEARS IN BIERGE

Have you wondered what would happen

if the state's witness is involved?

We've already wasted 10 minutes.

I'll ask you this just once:

Do you know who

the man in your room was?

YOUNG MAN DISAPPEARS IN BIERGE

If you want to find out,

if you want me to get you

out of this without jail time,

don't lie to me again.

It all started three months ago.

- Honey.
- How's Paris?

- Full of nasty French people.

- Did the meeting go badly?

- I don't think we'll get it.

- My dad called.

He invited us sailing on Sunday.

I said we'd go.
- He's dying to see Alex.
- Okay.

It's Daddy. Say Daddy.

Say Daddy.

Sonia, I have to leave

for the airport.

Okay. Are you coming home

or staying in Barcelona?

I'm coming home to you.

Tell me when you've boarded.

I love you.

I love you too.

- Who was that?

- Sonia.

What time is it?

Almost six.
We overslept.

- Shall we go?
- Daddy.

- We were doing fine.

- Sure, but this way is faster.

You could drive faster, eh?

- Shall I drive?
- You drive.

What?

I do nothing but lie.

I think when you're with me,

you don't.

The rest of the day

I lie because I'm with you.

Being with me makes you happy.

And I love the way I feel

when we're together.

Remember what we said

when we started this?

That we both wanted

the experience.
We also said that when
the time came...

- Adri?n, do you want

to leave Sonia? - No.

I don't want to leave Bruno either.

That's why what we have is perfect.

But you can't have everything.

You have to sacrifice something.

We're doing fine.

It's fine.

No, what we're doing is wrong,

and you know it.

That's it.

I'm sorry.

Are you alright?

I think so.

Hello?

Are you alright?

Shit!

- What are you doing?

- Calling the police.

It's wasn't our fault,

it was the damn deer.

I cut into his lane.

He had no belt on
and he was texting!

You made me drive too fast!

You told me before,

there's always a sacrifice.

- What are you saying?

- It's him or us.

If you call the police,

we've had it.

Listen to me, please.

Nobody saw anything,

nobody knows anything.

Everything's still the same.

Your life, Sonia,

your daughter, your career.

You don't want to lose it all?

Do you?

Let's go.

It won't start up.

Come on, please start.

Start! Start, for God's sake!

Let's go!

- Shit.
- What is it?

Someone's coming.

Get out of the car.

- What do we do?
- Leave it to me. Do what I do.

Where are you going?

He'll figure it out.

What are you doing?

We had an accident, okay?

- We had an accident?
- Follow my lead.

Hello.

Need any help?

What happened?

I skidded and hit him,

but we're just trading details.

Do you need an ambulance?

No, really, we're fine.

Thanks.

Are you sure?

It must be the insurance company.

I'll be right back.
Hey.

A good scare?

A deer ran in front of us

and I'm still shaky.

Hello?

Hello. Yes, we called.

- Are you sure?

- Thank you.

How long will it be?

Okay. Thanks. 'Bye.

It's all sorted.

I'm glad nobody got hurt.

Thanks.

- See you.
- See you.

- What if he saw something?

- He didn't.

He stopped,
he could've seen the kid.

- We have to get rid of him.

- Are you crazy?

There's a witness.

If we leave him here,

he'll know we lied.

Please.

It's best if I stay here

and send for help.

You take care of the body.

What do I do with him?

I don't know.

But we have to get rid

of everything, okay?

And then, if you want,

we can stop seeing each other.

It's over.
I drove for nearly an hour.

And all I could think about

was why I was there

instead of with my family.

If I hadn't been with Laura,

if we hadn't overslept,
if I hadn't taken the detour,

that deer would never have

crossed my path.

Ever.

What did you do with the car?

I buried it.

The kid too?

I kept hearing Laura's words

in my head.

It was an accident.
We couldn't do anything for that kid.

He had no future. We did.

We did.

He was like one of those blotches,

and I had to look at it like that

to keep from going insane.

What then?

I called Laura with a prepaid

phone card and told her where I was.

We always used them

to talk to each other.

It was horrible.

What happened?

Hello, my car broke down.

No, I'm fine,

but I need a tow truck.

Yes.

Where am I?
- Hello.
- Hello. Everything alright?

Yes, a deer ran in front of me,

but I'm fine, thanks.

You're lucky.
You could've died.

It won't start.
The engine won't start.

I called road assistance

but they're overrun.

Everything has a solution.

I know these cars in and out,

they're good machines.

What a coincidence.

I was an engineer at
their Spanish factory years ago.

Tom?s Garrido.
I've got a garage now.

Nice to meet you.

- I need to get to Barcelona.

- Got a flashlight?

It's my sister's car.

She lent it to me and I don't know...

Don't worry. I'll get mine.

It's the starter system.

The engine sensor's probably

stuck on "stop".

If the impact didn't damage

anything else,

you just reconnect the control

module and reset it.

The rest looks alright.

If you want, I can tow it

to my house

and fix it there.

If you prefer,
I'll call a tow truck
and tell them where to find you.

- How long would it take?

- The tow truck?

- No, for you to fix it.

- A couple of hours, tops.

Alright.

So you live in Barcelona.

What brings you here?

My sister lives in Barbastro.

My wife worked near there,

in the nature reserve.

Now she works near Bierge,

in the valley, 20 minutes from home.

She used to teach literature,

but she had to give it up.

Cancer.

That's why we moved here,

for a more peaceful life.

What do you do?

I've got a bookstore.

I love reading.

Especially plays.

The classics are my weakness.

My wife introduced me to them.

That was how we met,

in a theatre group.

She was very good, but I...

I just joined to meet women.

You haven't told me your name.

- Raquel.
- Raquel.

Raquel, your phone's ringing.

You're right.

- Hi, honey.
- Hey, Laura.

How was the shoot?

When's your flight?

I was about to call you.

I'm going to be late.

Don't worry.

I was about to take some work home.

You can't concentrate here.

Too many interruptions.

How come you're late?

Nothing, a setback.
Engine trouble.

Relax, just tell me

when you're taking off.

No, you don't need to get me.

I'll get some dinner here

and work till it's time to get you.

- Don't come, please, Bruno.

- Laura, are you alright?

Sorry, sorry, no,

I'm fine, I really am.

Sorry I didn't call you before.

Okay, don't worry.

See you at home.

- I love you.
- I love you too.

- Hi.
- Hi, honey.

Elvira, my wife.

This is Raquel,
she ran into a deer

and it blocked the car's starter.

I'm going to fix it.

- Nice to meet you.

- Same here.

Are you hurt?

You have blood on your hand.
- It must be from the deer.
- The deer?

- Let me see. A cut could get infected.

- I'm not hurt.

Sorry, I'm in a big hurry.

Then we'll cut the chatter.

I'll get to work.

- Like a coffee?
- Yes, please.

- Come in.
- No, I can wait here.

Wait here in this cold?

Come in, woman.

You can clean that up.

Come on.

Everything alright?

Yes, thanks, everything's fine.

I'll take Tom?s some coffee

and be right back.

Okay, thanks.

We had a couple of scares too

when we came here.

- You don't want anything to eat?

- No. Thanks.

It's a good place to live,

but you have to adapt.

Children?

Do you have any children?

I see that...

Oh, no, no.

My husband wants to, but I...

Well, I do too,
but I work a lot, I don't know...

Don't let it get to you.

I had Dani, I mean Daniel,

he doesn't like Dani,
when I was nearly 40.
A child changes your life.

But they give it all back too.

Excuse me.

So handsome. He'll be home soon.

Maybe you know him.

Clara? Hello.

No, I'm waiting for him.

He went out with the boys.

What?

You're with the boys?

And Daniel's not there?

That's strange,
he left here at 6.

Yes.

Yes, he got back from work,

changed, and ran out.

- Right. - You're all set.

I went over it and it's fine.

Are you staying for dinner?

I'm sure my wife convinced you.

Okay.

I'll get my coat,

I'm really late. Sorry.

Yes, okay, Clara,

I'll call you right back.

Clara says the boys haven't seen Daniel,

they thought he was with her.

- What do you mean?

- He should be with his friends.

But nobody knows anything.

Did he say anything to you?

Okay, don't get nervous.

Maybe he had other plans.

Nervous no, Tom?s,

he told be he'd be with friends.

- Maybe he didn't tell

you the truth. - Why?

What if he met another girl?

No, Tom?s, no.

This is all very strange.

I'm going to call him.

Leave him be.

He's a big boy.

- Do you hear that?

- Yes.

Did you hear a cell phone?

I'm calling him again.

My son's not with his friends

and my wife's imagining things.

Here it is.

That's strange. Daniel never

goes out without his cell phone.

He must've dropped it.

You tell her, Raquel.

I have to go. I'm really late.

No one's heard from Daniel.

What do we do?

Tell me what we should do.

I thought of something.

But I'm in your hands.

It depends on you.

The look in her eyes scared me.

I got rid of my car,

without a trace.

I don't know,
it's in front of a scrapyard.

Then I said goodbye, agreeing that

it was the last time we'd see each other.

I reported my car stolen,

pretending I just got

back from Paris.

I told Sonia the same thing:

I'd stayed overnight

in our city place.

But are you alright?

I spent a sleepless night.

I felt like a fraud, an impostor.

It had taken me ten years

to reach the top,

but I could lose it all

in the blink of an eye.

The next day, I went to work.

We were preparing the entry

of Global Go Tech Media into Asia

and it would've been strange

if I wasn't there.

I'd been trying to close

the deal for a year,

and now it was about to happen

I couldn't screw it up.

Before going home,

I tried to gather my thoughts

in order to face my wife

and daughter.

I needed to put on a mask

to hide the man I wasn't

but would be again.

And when I thought I'd done it...

the inevitable happened.

Daniel Garrido, 23,

left work in this

bank around 6 p.m.

He went home and minutes

later went out again.

His parents expected him for dinner,

but they've heard nothing from him.
Family and friends
have united to search for him,

believing he had a car crash

and perhaps his car is hidden

down a ravine in the area.

The father's face

engraved on my retina.

I saw myself in his pain.

I swore it'd be the last mistake

I'd ever make in my life.

- Excuse me.
- Go ahead.

Hello.

Are you sure?

Tell me if there's any news.

The state's witness

is in the courthouse.

His identity is unknown,

but the judge is on his way.

I have to talk to Felix.

- What is it?
- F?lix, where are you?

Bilbao airport,
getting off the plane.

Virginia Goodman's here because

the prosecutor may be ahead of us.

- The prosecutor...?
- When will you be back?

Tonight on the last flight.

Put her on.

He wants to talk to you.

- F?lix.
- What's going on?

A last-minute witness.

- He just got to the courthouse.

- Virginia?

Mr. Doria will probably

have to testify tonight.

Send me the details in writing,

but I leave him in your hands.

I'm going after something big.

It may be crucial to the case.

- I'll call back in a couple of hours.

- Alright.

Thanks, F?lix.

What did he say?

It's all under control,

don't worry.

Good. Let's continue.

Where were we?

I focused on my life.

But the police came around.

Mr. Doria, you have visitors.

It's the police.

That's not on any file.

How do you know?

The details, Mr. Doria.

The Bierge police found debris

from two collisions

five miles from where

the missing man lived.

But there's no record

of either of the accidents.

Strangely, the kid's father picked up

a woman who'd had an accident,

right there, the same day

his son disappeared.

Do you know her?

What is this?

Look, why would my client care

about what happened in Bierge

when he was in Paris?

She told the missing kid's father
that she'd hit a deer.

But debris from a second

vehicle on that road

leads us to the theory

that something happened

and she covered it up

with someone's help.

And?

The license plate of the vehicle

this woman was driving

belongs to a BMW
in your client's name.

It was stolen from a private

carpark that weekend.

Are you insinuating

the Mr. Doria is lying

to hide an accident about

which you have no proof?

According to the report,

you couldn't produce the parking

card to prove the car was there.

I lost it.
I usually keep it in my wallet,

but I must've left it in my jacket

and it fell out on the trip.

I know, it's in your statement.

Very convenient.

Hold on, did the license plate info

come from the missing kid's father?

Now that is convenient,

and uncorroborated.

That's what we're trying to do:

corroborate it.

You needn't have bothered my client

to corroborate his Paris trip,

you just had to ask his secretary

for the details.

Are we done?
Why are you so nervous?

Tell me or I won't be
able to help you.

Do you have anything to do

with this kid's disappearance?

Well then?

I wasn't in Paris.

I was with a woman.

So Eva can't prove to the police

that you were in Paris?

Can you make them believe I was?

Can you buy me an alibi?

- Do I have a choice?
- I ended it, it was a mistake.

I can't let this damn coincidence

ruin my life with Alex

and Sonia. I can't.

Next time you call me,

start by telling me everything.

I need something else.

What?

The police file.

I don't want this to haunt me.

I'll take care of it.

Later, my Paris alibi

was checked out

and the police dropped

the matter.

F?lix fulfilled the first part of

the deal, but not the second.

One of my sources found

your name in the police files,

and I'm afraid that the prosecutor

may have done the same.

I'd never have gone so far

if it weren't for Laura.
What did she do when you told her
the police asked you to ID her?

I didn't tell her.

I know you contacted her.

The rich want to stay rich,

protect themselves and their property.

Wherever there are rich people,

there are surveillance cameras.

How'd you get the police to think

Daniel Garrido was on the run?

- Where are you calling from?

- A phone booth.

Talking in a place with so much

surveillance isn't very smart.

My nerves gave me away, I know.

But don't think I'm stupid enough

to contact Laura

right after the police

tried to link me to her.

When and why then?

When I saw
how far she could go.

Laura never stopped

when she knew what she wanted.

- Hello.
- Say hi to Grandpa.

She did it with me when we met.

Can I pay up?

And she was doing it again

to put it all behind her.

There you go.

The police have ruled out

that Daniel Garrido,

the young man from Bierge

missing for 3 weeks, had an accident.

The latest investigations say

he could've faked his own

disappearance in order to run away.

Police sources state

that he took 50,000 euros from

the bank branch where he worked.

Daniel Garrido
redirected small amounts...

All ready to set sail.

I just got a call.

An emergency meeting with Mr. Lee.

- Where are you calling from?

- A booth.

See you in four hours in the

bar in front of the scrapyard.

What's this?

The kid's wallet.

I got it before putting

the kid in the trunk.

I thought it might be useful to us,

and it has been.

After the accident,

Bruno worked at home for a few days.

I used one of those mornings

to end this the only possible way.

What are you telling me?

Your lover was a computer banking

expert as well as a photographer?

Do you want the jury to think

you're taking them for idiots?

Laura met her husband while

she was working in that bank.

Technology makes giant leaps,

you know that better than anyone.

Did your love keep up to date

while she was a photographer?

Maybe her husband helped her.

Maybe she told him the truth

but wanted to keep me out of it.
You didn't know Laura.

She can highly seductive.

The perfect femme fatale prototype.

Do you realize what

you've done?

What do you think?

Don't worry, if I'd left any trace,

we wouldn't be here right now.

What?

Don't look at me like that.

You didn't call the police because

we were doing the right thing.

No, we weren't.

Adri?n,

if I go down,
you're going down with me.

The police came to see me.

Don't threaten me.

Don't you threaten me.

I have photos that show

that you weren't in Paris.

The following days

weren't exactly relaxed.

My company entered the Asian market

with the world's top technology firm.

I was given the Businessman

of the Year award.

I entered a media blitz.

Mr. Doria, how do you feel?

Very happy.

I was sold as the

man of the hour.

A model for young people like me,

winners who came from nothing.

But it was all a sham.

I'd felt rotten on the inside
for some time.

Because I taught her.

- To do what?
- To say "Papa".

She's with her parents now...

Mr. Doria, excuse me.

A reporter insists on speaking to you.

- He says he knows you.

- Yes.

- Please.
- If you'll excuse me.

Be careful with that.

See you soon.

On the right, please.

Thank you.

Mr. Doria? Sorry to bother you

on such a special day.

Do you know who I am?

Just that you're not Iv?n Souto.

Please.

I'm Daniel Garrido's father.

I don't know if you've

seen the news, but...

they say he ran away

and I have some questions,

if it's alright with you.

I only know what I read

in the paper, I'm sorry.

My son is no thief
and he's not on the run.

My son is dead.

Someone is laughing
at my wife and at me.

The day the police spoke to you,

Elvira and I were there.
I know what I saw.

Our son used his cell phone

shortly before Tom?s picked up

that woman on the road,

so it's impossible that

the phone was at home,

unless she brought it.

And that could only happen

if she ran into my son

at some point.

And she wasn't alone,

someone was with her.

How can you be so sure?

I've already told you.

She adjusted the driver's seat.

She wasn't driving.

She lied to me!

It's my sister's car.

She lent it to me
and I don't know...

She lied and nobody lies

for no reason.

She lied to protect herself,

or to protect you.

Got a light?

That woman was

hiding something.

And so are you.

I don't know anything, really.

I was in Paris at the time.

That's what the police said.

But some plane tickets

and a hotel reservation

don't prove anything.

Still, we trusted the police

and went home.

Until a few days later

when the news accused my son

of being a thief...

and we knew it was a set-up,

it wasn't Daniel.

He was never bad to anyone.

My wife was devastated

when she saw what that meant.

But I wasn't giving up.

And I followed the only lead left.

You.

And I saw that you could

lose it all over a setback.

What it would mean if you

admitted you weren't in Paris

but with another woman.

I went back to the police

but they still didn't believe me.

There I realized
how powerful you are.

Power makes the wolf

bigger than he is.

But I'm not scared

of wolves like you.

When you have the most terrifying

experience a parent can go through,

having your child taken from you,

vanishing without anyone caring,

fear doesn't exist anymore.

Nothing exists anymore.

They'll soon discover

that I'm an intruder,

so tell me the truth:

Where is my son?
I assure you, you're mistaken.

You were in that car,

with that woman not called Raquel.

You had an accident

in the place where I found her,

and my son's car was there.

Did you get rid of him?

Was it that easy?

Mr. Doria,

was that what happened?

From one father to another.

My wife and I know

our son is dead.

We just want to find him, bury him

and let him rest in peace.

- Sir, you have to come with us.

- Don't touch me.

- Please.
- Don't touch me!

Please, Mr. Doria, I'm begging you.

Don't touch me! Please!

If your girl had disappeared,

you'd want the culprit to know

he wouldn't get away with it.

Son of a bitch!

Do you know him?

Do you know him?

Let's go inside.

- Address?
- 5 San Ram?n St., Bierge.

No one linked him to me.

Telephone?

Nor did he.

He knew it'd just

complicate things.
And F?lix had cleared my name
from his son's case.

- What town was that?

- Bierge.

He went home with just enough

strength to look after his wife.

After that, he vanished.

I never heard from him again.

Fine. Now we have all the cards

on the table.

Two dead people

and two bodies.

Your lover's murder

seems to be a direct result

of the death of Daniel Garrido.

But for the police

there's only one murder

because they only have one body,

Laura Vidal's.

And the suspect is you.

But for us and for

Daniel Garrido's parents,

there's another body and

another death: the missing kid.

And the Garridos suspect that you

and your lover are the culprits.

She's dead, so all that's left...

is you.

What does this puzzle

suggest to you?

What does it suggest to you?

It makes me think of
the mystery in the hotel room,

of the man you say

killed your lover

and then vanished,

as if by magic.
Someone linked to Daniel Garrido.

There's someone unnamed

who knows more than the parents.

Need any help?

Do you want the jury to believe that

this driver lured you to that hotel?

To what end?

To blackmail us with what he knew:

that we were guilty.

Why he didn't know who I was

and that Laura wasn't my wife.

Details, Mr. Doria.

A jury will only believe

your twisted theory

if the details are plausible.

I haven't told you how he

lured us to the Hotel Bellavista.

This came for you.

SENDER: DANIEL GARRIDO

I know what you

and you little friend did.

The price for my silence

is 100,000 euros.

In small, unmarked bills.

Unless I get them today,

I'll send this photo

to the police so that

they find Daniel Garrido.

At 5 o'clock sharp

both of you are to go to

the Bierge train station.

Be punctual.

I'll call the phone booth

in the carpark

and tell you where to

hand over the money.
Don't come alone,
without the money,

or try anything,

or I'll call the police.

The package was sent

from Bierge three days ago.

The sender signed it:

Daniel Garrido.

- Was this where...?

- If it isn't, it looks a lot like it.

Mr. Doria.

Did you notice the moon?

There's a huge
full moon tonight.

As big as the hole

in your story.

How do you know

unless you let me finish?

How did that driver

know about the swamp?

The noise I heard

before the car sank.

What if it wasn't just the deer?

What if Laura hadn't

convinced him we'd crashed?

I'm glad it was nothing.

Thanks.

Maybe he saw something

or suspected our attitude,

then pretended to leave

in order to hide.

Sure. I understand your problem.

You're trying to lead your story

away from Daniel Garrido's death.

- Excuse me?
- The driver was motivated by money.
If you focus on
the blackmailing driver

and people ignore the poor kid,

you'll look less guilty.

Have you got a better idea?

I'm going to ask you

three questions.

If you answer just one,

we'll go on with your

far-fetched story.

One: Why the incriminating message

on your cell phone?

Two: Why didn't the killer take

the money if that was his main aim?

And three: How did he get

in and out of the room

like a ghost?

Do you see?

You're giving the prosecutor

just what he wants:

unconnected crap that will

shatter the illusion

that you have a solid story

without cracks.

Don't give me that again.

- Surprise me, solve one

of the questions. - Alright.

I'll tell you what could've happened

from what you've told me.

- Please.
- Let's go back to the station,

where the blackmailer

had to contact you at 5 pm.

It's 5 o'clock.
It must be him.

We shouldn't be seen together.

Hello?
I'll wait for you
in the Hotel Bellavista.

It's only accessible by using

the cog railway around the valley.

I reserved room 715 for you.

Another thing:
Leave the cell phone in the bin.

Take the train that's

right in front of you.

If you don't leave the cell phone,

the police will discover

the body of Daniel Garrido.

I'll ask. Wait here, okay?

- Hello, good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

I have a reservation.
Room 715, please.

Yes, in the name of Adri?n Doria?

Fill in this form

and I'll get your key.

Did anyone see you?

Did he leave instructions?

We have to wait.

Something wrong?

He just sent me a message

from your phone.

I'LL TELL EVERYTHING.

ROOM 715. HOTEL BELLAVISTA.

It's a trap.

Let's go.

Adri?n?

No, no, no.

No, no. Please.

I don't know where he is.

It wasn't me.
It wasn't me,
I don't know where he is.

Hold on.

Hold on.

You suspect that Tom?s Garrido

was the person in the room?

Don't you?

It's a plausible option

to use to build your defense,

something the judge could buy.

Tom?s Garrido has a powerful motive

for committing murder.

If a father knows
that the police

are protecting those responsible

for his son's disappearance,

he has only one option:

force them to face up to it.

And killing one to incriminate

the other is a way to do it.

Exactly.

And it worked out perfectly.

Everyone thought you were guilty.

The police, your own wife,

and your financial partners.

Tom?s Garrido not only framed

you for your lover's death,

he destroyed your life

and your company.

And only F?lix could get you

out of jail on a million-euro bail.

Together you set up

the theory of the plot

and I suspect he hired me

because he wasn't confident

it'd be enough.
Your lawyer knew that
if your story convinced me,

it'd convince a jury.

You hired someone to tell me

what to say in a trial, Felix?

She's the top person

at preparing witnesses.

She retired two weeks ago,

but she's taking this as a last case.

And I assure you,

she doesn't want to lose it.

The only way you can show

that you didn't kill your lover

is to implicate Tom?s Garrido,

and that means confessing

what you did to his son.

Sure, but that does us no good

unless we work out how he

got out of the room without a trace.

And when I came to,

there was no one.

Help!

Police!

Are you familiar with

the concept of lateral thinking?

It consists of changing
the perspective from which

one analyzes events.

For example: in a wooden barn

that is completely empty

a man is found hanging from

the middle of the main beam.

The rope he hanged himself with

is 10 feet long

and his feet are 10 inches

above the floor.

The nearest wall is 20 feet away.

You can't climb the walls
or reach the beam,

yet the man hanged himself.

How did he do it?

He climbed onto a block of ice

that melted from the heat.

This is our barn.

The police photo file on your case.

The answer has to be

in the nature of your own story.

I don't know what

you expect me to see.

The details, Mr. Doria.

Focus on the details.

They've always been

in front of our eyes,

but you have to analyze them

from a different perspective.

What if the answer to the enigma

was never inside the room,

but outside?

Now she works near Bierge,

in the valley,

20 minutes from home.

Being lured to that hotel

so far away is no coincidence.

Tom?s Garrido set

a trap for you.

He could've sent you

that package himself

so you'd put the pieces

of the puzzle together wrongly

and make you doubt

what really happened,

because it was the only way

he'd find the missing piece.

Hello?
I'll wait for you
in the Hotel Bellavista.

He couldn't have known

about the swamp.

The area where you buried him

is full of swampy lakes

and the locals know it.

Tom?s Garrido only had to

toss a coin in the air

and wait for you to bite.

And you did.

- Was that what happened?

- You revealed yourself

and gave up Laura.

Here's your key

and have nice stay.

- Thanks a lot.
- Thank you.

- Good afternoon.
- Hello, good afternoon.

I have a reservation.
Room 715, please.

That was how Tom?s Garrido

was able to get into the room

without leaving a trace.

All he had to do

was wait for you and Laura

to go up to the room.

From there he could send

the message from Laura's phone...

He just sent me a message

from your phone.

...knock you out

to keep you out of action,

and carry out the perfect crime.

- Did you hear that?

If it was like that,
Tomas Garrido only had to
prepare the scene to frame you

and vanish the way out

his wife had set out.

He left the money to frame you,

put Laura's cell phone

back in the room...

and made sure they found your

prints on the murder weapon.

Hello? Is everything alright?

No one's come out.

Hello?

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Where did the noises come from?

A suite. Number 715.

Out of the way!

Out of the way, please!

Police!

Open the door.

Everyone out!

Come on, out.

Call Forensics.

- Guys, tell Forensics, we've

found a body. - Roger that.

The kid's mother was why

they took us to that hotel.

All she had to do

was make her husband vanish

so that I'd look guilty.

And the police

never linked her to you

because F?lix erased your

name from his son's case.

Excuse me.
Hello.

Confirmed?

One hundred per cent?

Good. Alright, thanks.

The prosecutor's witness?

We still don't have his name,

but we know who he is.

The driver.

It means we have to think fast.

- It also means I'm screwed.

- Not totally, if you obey me.

Suppose you weren't in the cabin

with your lover that day.

You were in Paris,

as your alibi says.

Laura rented it,

it's only in her name.

So you weren't at the accident

that killed Daniel Garrido.

Hello?

The license plate and the other

evidence is circumstantial.

Therefore, it was Laura

who carried out the plan,

faking that the kid was fleeing

because of embezzlement.

We have to convince the judge that

you were one more of Laura's victims

and you ended up in that hotel room

because she asked you for help.

Perhaps you knew nothing about

Daniel Garrido until that moment

and the father is unjustly

accusing you of his disappearance.

You want to turn me

into Laura's victim?
The only piece we're missing

is a way to link her directly

to Daniel's body.

Tell me one thing.

How will you do it?

Hiding an object of Laura's

in the submerged car.

We have to incriminate only her

in Daniel's disappearance.

Your only crime

will be having
covered it up unwillingly.

Where did you sink it?

We'll inform the police about

the body's location anonymously.

You won't have to admit a thing.

But no body, no crime,

and without a crime,

we can't convince a jury

that Laura's murder

wasn't a crime of passion.

We'll get close enough to the truth

that you don't get burnt.

How can I not get burnt if the

prosecutor holds the trump card?

Hello.

The driver will place me

at the crash scene.

Need any help?

F?lix has been looking for

him to neutralize him.

The prosecutor has no witness.

What's that?

No one's seen the judge.

I made it up and adjusted it

in line with
the details you've given me.

Are you kidding me?

Why didn't you tell me

the truth from the start?

To find out if you could get Tom?s

Garrido to vanish from the room.

I've always known

he was guilty.

And it wasn't hard to find out

that his wife works in the hotel.

Why did you wait

for me to tell you?

To make sure I can put my life

in your hands, Ms. Goodman.

Where did you sink it?

It was here.

I have something else to tell you.

We thought he was dead, I swear.

Laura had taken it so far,

there was no turning back.

If the police found the kid,

the autopsy would give me away.

I had to be sure
you'd help me stop it.

It's my duty to save you from jail,

not from who you are.

Rubbish, Mr. Doria.

And you'll take what I say

because you need me.

The kid was virtually dead, I had

to decide in a split second.

Don't lie to yourself.

You're a murderer!

You're testing me again, right?

So I can handle
the prosecutor's attacks.
What you've said
changes everything.

Now you're on my hands.

You've told me enough.

If I tell the judge this,

you're ruined.

But you can't do that!

You hear me? You can't.

That's what the prosecutor

will look for, your despair.

And look how easy

I got it out of you.

You want to insult me?

Go ahead.

The prosecutor will be

looking for that too,

to bring out the arrogant fool

you have inside.

That's enough!

Aren't you here to defend me?

Then defend me.

I won't let my record be tainted

on my last day.

From now on,

we'll do things my way.

For that I need to be sure

that there are no more loose ends.

- There aren't.
- There aren't?

But I think you're still using me.

Testing your adulterated version

of the facts on me, like I'm a puppet.

Which part doesn't fit?

True, it all could've happened

the way you said.

But what if it wasn't you

who broke the promise
not to meet again, but Laura?

How did you make the police

think Daniel Garrido had fled?

See you in 4 hours in the bar

- in front of the scrapyard.

- Okay.

- Don't be late.
- Okay, yes, I'll be there.

...redirecting small amounts

from his customers

shortly before disappearing.

You could've gotten

the kid's things too.

Adri?n, what is all this?

The kid's wallet.

I got it before I put him

in the trunk.

- Put a price on it. - You've always

had the means and contacts

to change the course of events

without leaving a trail.

I'll take care of it.

That's not true.

- You can't prove it.

- Nor you the opposite.

Let's look at it backwards.

Hello.

Wouldn't the pieces fit

if you'd taken the initiative

in all of this?

- What are you doing?

- Calling the police.

Listen, it wasn't our fault,

it was the damn deer.

Are you crazy?

- What if he saw something?
- He didn't.

We have to get rid of him.

What if Laura was the one

dragged into a desperate situation

impossible to control?

According to this medical report,

your lover had acute

anxiety attacks

after her return from

your supposed trip to Paris.

Even someone as heartless

as her can break down.

That's exactly what doesn't fit

for me, Mr. Doria.

That she instigated it all,

would support that you

would've saved that kid.

But you drowned him.

POSSIBLE INVOLUNTARY DISAPPEARANCE

And guilt of it bore down on her,

slowly dragging her down.

Where Adri?n Doria just

received the European Award

for Businessman of the Year.

Until she saw there was only

one way to regain her dignity.

She couldn't give those poor

parents their son back...

- My companion was there.

- ... but something she could do

was tell them the truth.

Daniel.

So she arranged to meet them in

the hotel where the mother worked.
An out of the way place
to carry out her plan.

She went to Bierge alone

and crossed the valley.

When she got to the station

by the hotel,

she called you from a public phone

so you wouldn't suspect anything.

Somebody knows something.

She made you believe

the driver had seen something...

Then why answer the phone?

...and had found her

and was blackmailing them.

It was her way of compensating

those poor people for their loss.

She hadn't the courage to confess it

with her hands empty.

Once in the hotel room,

she just had to wait

and put the second part

of her plan in motion.

She programmed a message

into her phone

as a protective measure.

Laura knew you'd

refuse to confess,

because you only care

about one thing:

yourself.

You made sure no one saw you arrive

at the room where Laura was waiting.

But Laura had already crossed

the point of no return.

And when she told you her plan,

you lost your head.

When you got her

programmed message,
you realized that you'd
fallen into her trap.

The reservation's in your name too.

We're going to give

them the money.

We're going to tell them

where you buried their son

and we're going to

turn ourselves in, Adri?n.

There's no turning back.

I didn't kill her

and I'll never testify

before a jury. Never.

You killed her and you were trapped

in a room you couldn't escape from.

Hello? Is everything alright?

You thought the message

could be useful to you

and you searched for elements

to back your wild theory.

Police!

Are you alright?

Police!

Fine. You want to play?

Let's play.

Why haven't Tom?s Garrido

or his wife spoken up?

If Laura was going to tell them

the truth, why not call the police?

They know you'll never

incriminate yourself

by digging up their son's body,

and without a body

it's hard to prove a crime.

And they also know

you'd do anything
to get away with it,

even framing them

for your lover's death.

Come with me.

Second window on the right

of the second last floor.

Take a good look, Mister Dorian.

Tom?s Garrido stopped trusting

the police a long time ago,

and since then

he's been watching you

in order to take justice

into his own hands.

You assume things you can't know.

- I know more about him

than you think. - Why?

You're smart. Work it out.

I want an answer.

When Tom?s and his wife

got to the hotel

and found out about

Laura's death,

they understood what

had happened.

They probably studied their chances

and hesitated about what to do,

but with no faith in justice,

what was left for them?

Watch their enemy and wait.

All they could do

was watch you.

Tom?s Garrido became your shadow.

He found a vacant room

opposite your building

and took it over anonymously.

Since then, he's had you

and anyone near you
in his sights.

Every meeting,
every conversation,

every move you've

made to get free,

Tom?s Garrido has been

there to witness it.

And of course he got to me.

Who was he and what was

he doing in front of my office?

I realized that he was

following F?lix,

so I had him watched.

The kid's father brought you

to me, not the reverse.

He gave you the thread to pull

to reach Daniel Garrido.

This photo proves it all could've

happened the way I said.

You're still not listening or

paying attention to the details.

The kid's mother

was in the room.

She was off that day.

She went there with her

husband to meet Laura.

This photo proves that...

This photo is a fake.

It's been manipulated,

it's a set-up.

Look at the mirror.

Now tell me:

Do you want my help?

For the judge to believe you?

Then admit that you killed Laura.

I killed her.

Adri?n, are you there?

Your phone's off.

Call me when you can.

The miracle we hoped for

has happened.

Here, this is your boarding card.

Seat B52.

Talk to him,
it sounds important.

10 minutes break
and we'll start over.

I know the strategy

for your defense.

Don't worry.

I'm going out to

clear my head.

- Do you have coffee?

- Yes.

We'll need it.

It's going to be a long night.

Okay.

Ms. Goodman.

Thank you.

- F?lix.
- I've been calling you.

My phone went off.

What is it?

I found him.

You were never on that road.

Can we trust him?

Completely.

That's perfect.

How is it with Virginia Goodman?

I had to tell her everything.

- Everything?
- Everything.

How do you feel?

You're right, she's very good.

We can trust her.

What was that prosecutor story?

The plane noise drowned you out.

Nothing, don't worry.

What the hell was that?

What's going on?

F?lix, can you hear me?

- Are you there?

- I'll call you back.

Shit...

No one's seen the judge.

COWARD, MURDERER, IMPOSTOR

The prosecutor has no witness.

I made it up and adjusted it

in line with

the details you've given me.

- This photo shows...

- This photo is a fake.

It's been manipulated.

You assume things

you can't know.

- I know more about him

than you think. - Why?

You're smart. Work it out.

My wife and I know

our son is dead.

We just want to find him,

bury him and let

him rest in peace.

But with no faith in justice,

what was left for them?

Watch their enemy and wait.

That was how we met,

in a theatre group.

You've told me enough.

If I tell the judge this,

you're ruined.

Now you're on my hands.

Adri?n, are you there?

Your phone's off.

All under control.

And the Garridos suspect

that you and your lover.

Are the culprits.

She's dead,

so all that's left... is you.

Where did you bury him?

There'll be no salvation
without suffering,

and you're not smarter than I am.

SONIA AND ALEX

MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

Police. Can I help you?

Mr. Doria?

My name is Tom?s Garrido.

I'm Virginia Goodman.

I'm Daniel Garrido's father.

I want to tell you the truth

about what happened to my son.