Rotten Legacy (2025) s01e08 Episode Script

[ethereal music playing]
[Enrique] You continuously use
certain euphemisms
like "the future of the group."
But in reality, you need money.
Isn't that right?
In these kinds of situations,
it's never really about the money.
[tense music playing]
Once you get past a certain amount,
the reality is
it's no longer money
that they're concerned with.
The concern for your workforce
and the effort it's going to take you
to maintain all of their conditions
is very touching.
But really, Federico… [clears throat]
…just focus on getting us the money
and stop looking for a discount
because the answer is… no.
Shall we move on to clause 24?
There's an addendum.
[Federico] The people
who are actually pulling the strings,
they don't care about the millions.
Just an adviser. I'm independent.
[Federico] Money simply becomes a tool
at that point.
It's used to tighten the screws.
The commission alone
would've been sufficient, yeah.
Very generous.
But then I began to think,
"Wait a minute."
"I might as well come down here,
ask everyone some idiotic questions,
and most of all, see the look on your face
every time I vote against you."
What's that worth, Federico? [laughs]
[Federico] It's about power, influence…
[menacing music playing]
[Federico] …showing who is in charge,
and who has to obey.
[suspenseful theme music playing]
[tires screech]
ROTTEN LEGACY
-[men shouting, grunting]
-[man] What are you doing?
[indistinct chatter]
[tense music playing]
[León] Lara, come on. Come on.
Let's go! Fuck!
[panting]
That son of a bitch was following me,
for fuck's sake! I knew he was!
-[high-pitched beeping]
-[León] I knew it. I knew he was.
Lara! What are you doing?
What the fuck are you doing, Lara?
Lara, what are you doing?
[alarm blaring]
[pensive music playing]
[panting]
[Yolanda] Okay,
but you could find out something.
I mean, it's not like I'm… I'm talking
to a pool cleaner.
You're a minister.
You're an editor of a newspaper, huh?
Forensics reports don't
just get leaked that easily.
Especially since Vargas is a cop.
They're gonna close ranks.
Anything they don't want known,
they'll keep from us.
So I just wait, um, arms crossed
for these guys to arrest me?
-I'm kinda freaking out.
-[Guadalupe] What do you wanna do?
-Leave the country?
-Probably. Um…
I should fucking leave the country.
We need your signature.
Have you completely lost your mind?
-You can't be going anywhere!
-Then what do I do?
Tell the judge, um,
"Hey, sorry about that, Your Honor."
"I got a little high last night
and thought it was a joke."
It's a felony, what I did, guys.
You know that?
Yeah, it is. It's true.
I looked it up. It's considered a felony.
Look, it's… it's classified as conspiracy.
It says, "From the time the person
in question conceives of the offense
until its execution,
arising from an agreement
between two or more parties
to commit said offense
and continue
until the crime is committed."
You just keep googling things
because that's very helpful.
-Really.
-All right. Wait a minute.
We're out of control.
We should all breathe.
'Cause right now,
they don't have anything. Okay?
If they do do an autopsy
and they are able to find whoever
this guy is and he says he was hired--
-Not likely to happen.
-Yeah, he's right. It'd be a stretch.
Plus, they would have to connect it
to you somehow.
Then it'd be
your word against his, so just… [exhales]
-What are you doing?
-Calm down.
-I should calm down?
-Yes, calm down.
-Just breathe in, just… relax.
-Mm, relax, right?
Because you're relaxed, I bet, huh?
You know why Lupe is so relaxed?
It's because she has
immunity now, doesn't she?
No, a minister doesn't have immunity.
-[laughs]
-You're laughing at me now?
No, I'm not.
No, I'm not laughing, Yolanda.
-Yes, you are.
-No, I'm not laughing.
-Why're you laughing, idiot? Tell me.
-Are you two years old?
-Guada! Hey! Hey!
-What's wrong? [gasps]
Hey!
-Calm down, Guadalupe!
-You call me an idiot! You hit me!
[Yolanda] No! I didn't hit you!
[bell tolling]
[woman] Do I really have to tell you
why it's not a good deal?
[tense music playing]
If you go to any other bank,
what will they say?
That too much risk is involved.
Too much probability that I default.
That I'm too old.
So now you've come here to talk to me,
hoping I'll chip in because we've got
a… working relationship, right?
I'm asking because we know each other.
You're familiar with
the… the way I can get things done.
And I wouldn't be doing this
if I didn't believe in it. I'm not crazy.
The group has never failed
to turn a profit
when I've been running things.
Listen, this plan is solid.
Federico, if what you really need here
is for me to look at it,
fine, I'll look at it.
But you know what the answer is.
Julia.
[Julia] Another thing is,
since you've got a few more ties
to the government than I do,
I want you to talk to them,
and I want you to tell them that they need
to give me a little more attention.
The last time you asked us for help,
uh, referring to the… What is it? Um…
"The strategic importance
of Spain's biggest publisher…" [chuckles]
mm… we weren't too happy with the outcome.
[Gabriel] Do you work for the banking
lobby now, Federico? [chuckles]
What about you, huh?
I thought you already resigned.
From my public duties.
But I still advise my president
and my party so we don't get deceived.
There's no part of me
thrilled about being here on your side,
but, nonetheless, I’m here.
So… so now, in exchange
for you sweetening the mortgage law
that has the bankers so tense, I'd, uh…
I'd like to know
what you expect out of it.
We want to break away
from our government partner
and go to early elections.
I'll let you explain it to him.
I have some other meetings. [sighs]
[door closes]
[Gabriel] Our current polling suggests
to us that we'll do well if…
if we awaken the ghost… of the far right.
You see? If we can muster
the tactical vote to stop them.
And most of all, we'd like
to place the blame for our failures
on our partners. You know… [chuckles]
…all of our government colleagues
have done terrible things,
and we can't govern with them.
We simply can't continue with them around.
[pensive music playing]
What kind of scandal were you thinking?
Well, don't know.
I don't know.
But as an experienced journalist
and with the minister's ear… [laughs]
…I have no doubt
you can come up with something.
[chuckles] Can't ya?
[music builds]
-[Guadalupe] Aren't they our partners?
-[bell rings]
[Guadalupe] So they should
show it a little.
I mean, enough half measures.
Either they pass the law or retract it.
Well, hey now, hold on.
Don't get too carried away.
Twitter is one thing,
but politics is another.
Why do I get the feeling
you're screwing around with me?
It was you who told me
to rewrite the speech
'cause it lacked… What was it?
"It didn't punch hard enough."
-Well, yeah, maybe I did.
-[scoffs]
But now what we need to do
is to show
a little more tact and flexibility.
'Cause this pact is fragile.
-I'm serious.
-[phone buzzing]
[woman speaking Spanish over PA]
-[Juanjo] Hey.
-Yes?
Guadalupe, just ignore her.
Her biggest fear now is losing
the advantage of your good image--
Look, Juanjo, I'm really sick of this.
Sick of being afraid here.
And my law won't be taken down by anybody.
It's passing.
I'm not getting pushed around
by social-democrat wannabes.
[woman] Bravo, Guadalupe!
[giggling] Bravo!
[chuckles] Look. Being a true liberal,
I may be diametrically opposed
to your gambling law,
but as a woman, I do have to admit to you,
I love watching you beat up on those
damn casino-whore asshole sellouts
who are actually
part of your very own party.
It's so wonderful. [laughing]
Fine. Well, I'm glad.
Now you know where and when to vote.
-Oh, but I'm telling you here.
-Ah.
'Cause we're in the bar.
But don't you worry.
When I go in there and take the stand,
I'll rip you wide open.
But with sisterly solidarity.
[laughing] I'm doing it.
You're doing a super job. Good luck!
Juanjo.
It doesn't matter what she says,
I can't stop imagining her
dressed as an SS officer
ordering executions.
[laughs] I feel you.
-But I still wanna fuck her.
-[gasps softly]
What? Don't give me that look.
I'm talking about a good hate fuck…
in high heels and some latex. [chuckles]
-[laughs nervously]
-I wouldn't be able to hold back. Mm!
-[siren wailing]
-[man] I don't know.
I saw him smash his face in,
and… then they ran off.
-[somber music playing]
-[woman] You didn't recognize them at all?
-You haven't seen him in any classes?
-No idea.
[woman] Or the girl
you said that was with him?
That girl's right here.
Okay, so do you mind telling me
what has happened here?
My friend has problems. Um… He's paranoid.
He's not able to control it.
He must've snapped.
And where is he now, hmm?
[siren continues wailing]
[Federico] For a while,
we all believed the official story
on the death of Bruno Escudero.
Is it possible to get everyone out of here
and just leave the cameras on?
[exhales] If you would, please?
Thanks.
You were saying that, in the beginning,
everyone believed the official story.
Except Andrés, of course.
He always suspected
that something was off.
He kept going, looking for
one of the soldiers to interview,
someone who was actually there.
A young man, who couldn't bear the guilt
of what he'd actually participated in,
and was prepared to speak.
And unfortunately,
we failed that kid as well.
[phone rings]
[Federico] Soldiers from his unit
found out that he had spoken to Andrés,
and they went after him.
They beat him up.
They wrecked him.
And not just physically.
…the end-of-the-year project we're doing.
It's a short documentary on soldiers
that served in Afghanistan.
I was hoping to ask
a couple questions. That's it.
Who gave you my name?
And why wasn't I contacted?
Phone, email, whatever.
Yeah, uh…
Man, look, I'll be honest with you.
Every time I email or call someone,
they never seem to answer.
They just blow me off.
You know what? Uh…
Look, man,
it's not something I can help you with.
If the higher-ups say okay,
I could maybe talk about a skirmish--
-Fine, yeah. Twenty minutes.
-I prefer not to be involved for now.
-Wait.
-What are you doing?
-[blow thuds]
-[grunts]
-[blows thudding]
-[both grunting]
Are you all right? You seem kinda… off.
Luis.
Uh, hey, hey. I'm driving.
Come on. Stop it.
-I'm driving.
-Okay. Well then, fine. Drive. Go ahead.
[sighs] Whatever.
A police car. Am I speeding?
-No.
-I don't think I am.
Did I run a red light?
-No, you're fine. What do you mean?
-Sh!
Wait. Look.
Oh shit. Shit, look.
-They're following us.
-[passing car horn blares]
-[Luis] What do you mean?
-Look.
-[Luis] Yolanda…
-Are they following us?
-[Yolanda] Fuck, they're following us.
-Yolanda, what the hell?
-They're following us. Holy shit! Sh!
-Who's following us?
-Face forward! Don't look! Stop looking!
-But…
But how is it possible to find things out
that fast? I don't get it.
-Found out what?
-My brother and sister say I'm paranoid.
That it's all okay.
That… that… that I shouldn't be worried.
But it's 20 fucking years in jail!
Yolanda, what the hell
are you talking about?
Would you just calm down?
You haven't killed anyone!
I'm not gonna calm down, Luis!
I killed somebody!
-I fucking killed someone! I'm serious!
-What are you saying?
A man was killed because of me, all right?
[Luis] You killed someone?
What the hell are you saying?
I don't have time to explain
all of it to you,
but that is what happened,
so connect the dots!
-All right, all right, all right, Yolanda…
-[Yolanda] Oh, my God.
-Don't say anything. Let me speak.
-No way I would.
Sh! Just d… d… don't say anything!
[siren wailing]
NATIONAL POLICE
[radio beeps]
They'll say premeditated murder,
but it wasn't premeditated. I didn't know.
Good morning.
You aware that you have expired tags?
What?
[chuckles]
Well, um… [laughs]
[Lara] How serious is it?
I pulled a minister out of her office
in the middle of the day
just to take a stroll in the park.
It's serious. Very serious.
-Vargas?
-No.
I don't have much time left.
And I need the money.
All right, look, Guadalupe.
Right now, your friends in Congress
are searching for any kind of excuse
to break up the government. [sighing]
-Are you planning on sacrificing me then?
-No.
That's why we came out here.
Because if I don't give 'em something,
I'm not getting any of the money
to seal the deal with the fund,
and then your brother may go to prison.
Yeah, but you only care
about the newspaper, right?
If the newspaper were my only concern,
your swimming-pool story
would've gotten printed, Guadalupe.
It ticks all the boxes, don't you think?
So we better find another way out.
Dad, I am the government.
There's no better way.
Destroying the government
kills the law I'm currently fighting for.
Where's the duty
to public service in that?
Where are the ideals you talk about?
And risking letting the Right win
if there is an election?
I really don't get it at all, Dad.
I don't.
[Federico] Wait.
I just don't know what you want me to say.
I think you need to make a decision.
You just have to.
[suspenseful music playing]
Eighty-five, right?
Yes.
Stay there. Don't come in.
[radio beeps]
Come on.
-[woman on TV] That's impressive!
-[man on TV] Yeah, you like it?
Call an ambulance!
[ominous music playing]
[man 1 on radio]
Headquarters to second unit, over.
Red alert, second unit.
[man 2] Yes, go ahead.
[man 1] Second unit, what's the situation?
[siren wailing]
I trust it'll be signed, but we need
a legal strategy in case it isn't.
-[Marcos] Dad?
-Uh, I'll call you right back, okay?
[Sandrine] No, chéri.
You are not taking that snail.
That thing will die.
Put him back! Right now.
-Come on, please.
-Can you please help?
Can I please bring Paco?
You can listen to your mom.
And I'm not happy with you trying
to get me over onto your side. [tuts]
-See?
-Mm?
-Let's go. Off to school.
-I'm definitely taking him.
-He needs me.
-[laughs]
He really loves me.
[Andrés] Don't be annoying, son,
and listen to your mother.
[Sandrine sighs] Ah! By the way,
about those little jokes you like to tell
that I'm jealous of your coworker…
not fucking funny.
You would love to see me jealous, huh?
Who me?
-Huh?
-That's ridiculous.
Oh, so now you're gonna play tough?
I give you just a little…
and adios, Blanca.
[laughs]
[phone buzzing]
-[phone beeps]
-[Andrés] Dad, I'm headed to El Báltico.
[coughs]
[breathing heavily]
-[Luis] Hey.
-This is too much for me.
-I gotta… I gotta leave the country.
-Calm down.
-I've gotta get outta Spain fast.
-Where would you go?
-Someplace they don't have extradition.
-Calm down. It's okay.
[Luis] Mm.
Listen, your siblings will protect you.
You don't have to go anywhere.
You're okay, and hey, I'm not talking.
-All right? So calm down. You're okay.
-[sighing]
It would be cool, though,
if you could, uh, give me a little money.
You want money?
Come on, Yolanda. It's not like
I'm trying to extort you or anything.
-What?
-I'm not blackmailing you.
It just seems… seems fair to me, you know?
[laughs] I just think it'd be nice
if you help cover me a little.
But, um… But p… paying you? I don't…
I mean, damn it,
you told me you killed someone.
That's fucking huge. If I keep quiet,
I'll be an accomplice, you know?
Fuck. I don't have your lawyers, Yolanda.
I'm fucking nobody!
It just seems reasonable,
if this whole thing
ends up being really bad,
I've got some money offshore
the cops can't touch.
[gentle music playing]
Hey, don't look at me like that. Huh?
You're Yolanda Seligman.
I mean, don't act like
you don't have some cash somewhere else.
Offshore?
Why are you doing this?
'Cause, look,
if you were, like, a small business owner,
I wouldn't be asking for this.
But you're you.
What? Do you think it's weird?
[scoffs] Hey! I mean, Yolanda!
What? So now I'm the asshole
for asking you this?
I'm surprised
you didn't suggest it yourself!
[somber music playing]
[music fades]
[dogs barking in distance]
[chuckles]
We could've been so… so happy here,
you know?
That may still be possible. Huh?
I don't know if you really mean it
or you're just being nice
because your friend Juanjo
surely has a bright idea
to turn the situation around.
What choice do you think I had?
Lupe, you actually put me in a clinic
and took my own children from me.
You think I wanted that for us?
I do think that's what you wanted
because I'm confused if you didn't!
Shit! Tell me what you want!
What is it then that you want? What is it?
I want you to stop it with the fund
and help my dad.
[sighs deeply] Ooh.
What?
So that's what you wanna do.
To spend your whole damn life
doing what your father says!
That's what you want?
To jump every fucking time he says to?!
You'll get custody. One week a month.
-Wow.
-Until everything settles down.
Then Ruth and Paloma
can both live with you. [exhales]
Live with a guy addicted to gambling?
You wanted to take away my children
to advance your career.
You're using them to blackmail me
for your fucking career.
You're just like your father.
No difference, but I swear to you…
you won't win this time.
[exhales]
[gasps]
[indistinct chatter]
[panting softly]
[sniffs]
[vehicle doors close]
[ominous music playing]
[engine starts]
[siren wailing]
[crying]
[suspenseful music playing]
[radio beeps]
[female voice] You've reached
the voicemail of…
[Federico] …Federico Seligman.
-Shit.
-[female voice] Please leave a message.
[Andrés] I did everything you said.
We followed the plan.
We can't go this far
and then just give up.
There's gotta be a solution.
[somber music playing]
You tell me.
[phone buzzing]
LARA DAUGHTER
Federico, you better hurry.
I'm getting a ton of offers
since you're calling everyone.
My favorite so far's from the bishop.
How great would that be to see?
El Báltico in the hands
of the bishops' conference.
["Crîtto de lâ Nabahâ" playing]
[indistinct chatter]
[man] He had to have some.
It's not normal what was going on there.
He was even getting on top of the tables.
[man 2] It turned into a crazy scene.
You wouldn't believe it. For real.
Oh, sweetie? There's some guy here
been asking for you.
-All right, who is it?
-His tattoo says "Respect."
It's on his face. It looks familiar.
RESPEC
LIFE
[lyrics in Spanish]
Oh my God. Shit. I'm not here.
What?
Yolanda!
-Sweetie!
-[woman] Matcha?
[Fer] He's there!
[man 3 shouts indistinctly]
Who is he?
Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh.
-What does he want?
-Sh!
He wants to kill me.
I'm sure he wants my money.
Everybody is always after my money.
-Oh God, girl. You're being so weird.
-Wait, wait. Fer, Fer, Fer!
Yolanda. Hi.
I just wanted to thank you
for one of the nicest nights of my life.
[chuckling]
Come in.
So then, it turns out
that you're not a hitman after all.
[man laughs] What do you mean?
Not at all. In the mornings,
I stock shelves at a grocery store.
-At night, I'm a valet at a nightclub.
-[Yolanda laughs]
I didn't believe it for a second.
Yeah well, I guess I do
kind of look like a dangerous dude,
but… just so you know,
I wouldn't hurt a fly.
-I'm all heart. [laughing]
-Yeah. Yeah.
Oh yeah, you definitely have the look.
No, you, uh…
Mm, like you were saying, you've got
a… a Latin American gang look going on.
-Colombian.
-Colombian. [laughs]
[upbeat music playing]
So I'm getting an idea.
-[Guadalupe] It's the only way.
-[Juanjo] How come?
Manuel won't help me, and I know my dad.
If I don't give him
what he needs, I'll get hurt.
There's nothing I can do.
I can recommend you if you want,
but you won't be too short of offers,
I imagine.
Um… Guadalupe, you can't give in.
-Not now.
-I'm not going to destroy the party.
That's already happened. [scoffs]
The party and the government
are going to go up in flames.
The only thing you get to decide
is who the scapegoat will be.
It can't just be anyone.
They need a bombshell to go to elections
with minimal guarantees.
Or not.
Maybe all they need is
something to light the fuse.
Something to rile people up,
give them a reason.
Doesn't have to be criminal.
[sighs]
Why don't you just say it?
Let's go with Rocío.
Nope. I can't. She's my friend. I won't.
It's either her or you.
[sighs]
Guadalupe, you have a golden opportunity
to become the alternative to a party
which is going to
bleed out in the elections.
-It's my party, though.
-It's not a party. It never was.
It's just something that came together
because they were all campaigning.
Governing's a different matter.
It's been too much for a lot of people.
[scoffs]
You think it's too much for Rocío?
-My God. Come on. Be serious.
-My job's to pinpoint your best options.
Your best option's right here.
Utilize your newspaper.
Be tactful and caring about your friend,
but distance yourself completely
from her conduct.
And when this blows over,
I want you to think,
"Is it better for my career
to make myself
into a whole new brand here?"
What do labels matter?
[ethereal music playing]
People love you.
[door opens]
[man] Good morning.
-[woman] Good morning.
-[man 2] Good morning, Madam Minister.
How are you today?
Good morning, Madam Minister.
[man 3] Madam Minister…
[somber music playing]
[sobbing]
Oh my God. Dad.
My sweetie.
What… what happened?
They took him back to operate on him,
but they haven't said anything.
[León's dad] Seligman?
What are you doing here,
you son of a bitch?
This is all your fault,
you goddam motherfucker!
You piece of shit!
-You've got no shame! Son of a bitch.
-[man] Hey, sir!
-Get off me!
-Sir, sir. Sir, just…
Get away! Leave me alone!
[sobbing] I don't know
how I took your fucking money!
-Lara, your father paid me to lie to you.
-Lara…
You got no shame for what you did.
Tell me who's gonna
give me back my son now.
Explain that one to me,
you fucking piece of shit.
-You goddamn piece of shit.
-Sir, come with me.
[León's dad] Fuck you.
[man 2] Relatives of León Escudero?
Relatives of León Escudero?
-Come this way.
-[sobbing]
Lara. Listen to me.
Leave me alone.
-Listen to me.
-Just go.
[phone buzzing]
-So yeah? We going?
-Yeah, let's go.
-I'm right behind you, dude.
-See you in a minute.
[ominous music playing]
-[man] Luis Belloso?
-Yes?
[laughs] How's it going?
Looks like you screwed up
with Miss Yolanda.
Threatening to squeal
about our private matters.
No, no, no. Hey, listen, man.
Uh… It's not what you think, man, come on…
-[Luis grunts]
-[gasps]
Listen up, you little piece of shit.
You are not going to say a word.
I'll make sure you never open
your mouth again if you say anything.
So careful you don't wanna wake up
in a ditch with your throat cut
and your tongue missing.
You got that, buddy?
-[Luis] Mm-hmm.
-That's good.
[gentle music playing softly]
[phone buzzing]
[sniffs] Guadalupe.
A what? No, no, no. Don't email it to me.
You sure it's encrypted?
No, what is this?
No. Rocío Castillo? No way.
That's so disappointing. [tuts]
I was gonna vote for her. [huffs]
We gotta get together to talk about it.
Let's meet at the office.
-[door opens]
-[Sandrine] Andrés.
Marcos threw up earlier, so we didn't
get to go to the basketball game like we…
[gentle music playing]
Uh…
Whoa, sorry.
So is he doing okay or…
Uh… Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it.
He's fine now.
Well, um,
if you wanna get together another day,
we can have a drink here, or…
I mean, if you wanna come over here,
or we could go somewhere else.
For sure. Yeah. [chuckles]
Great, let me know.
Um, let me know, Andrés?
[door opens, closes]
[chuckles]
[pensive music playing]
[groans, grunts]
-Why was Escudero's brother at my house?
-What?
Why the fuck was Bruno's brother
at my house today?
-I don't know.
-You don't know?
It's not supposed to keep on happening.
Fuck! This is never gonna end.
-Okay, easy.
-[sobbing] It never ends.
I should never have trusted you guys.
I should have never trusted
you fucking people!
-[Federico] Just calm down.
-[panting]
[sniffles]
[sobbing] How's that kid doing?
He jumped at me, and I lost it.
I was in a good place.
My… my psychologist told me
I was doing so well. [sniffs]
[crying] I can't take it anymore.
[sniffles]
I can't take it anymore.
I thought I'd get over it
once I left the army,
and forget all about that bullshit.
But you never can.
It's a fucking lie. [whimpering]
Listen to me, Rafael.
Leave the country for a little while.
Take this number
and call my own personal lawyer.
I promise you… I'll fix this.
This time I will, Rafael.
I will. You can trust me.
This right here is
the article that Andrés wrote.
The one that I censored.
It has weighed heavy
in my pocket for years.
Now if you don't mind, I'm gonna read it.
And not because I want to.
This is 'cause I need to.
[Enrique] Please, go ahead.
"By Andrés Seligman."
[dramatic music playing]
"Afghanistan is the foremost producer
of opium in the whole world."
"During these nine years
of NATO's belligerent presence
in this war-torn country,
the volume of drugs crossing
Afghanistan's borders has not decreased,
but rather, it has been consolidated."
"As a result, there is now
more speculation over potential collusion
with military actors."
[gasping]
[dramatic music continues]
[Federico] "This hypothesis was
demonstrated in January 2018."
"That's when Bruno Escudero,
a reporter with this paper,
obtained proof and testimonies suggesting
that a group of Spanish soldiers
had set up an operation
to transport opium into Spain
by using military aircraft."
"This piece of investigative journalism
of utmost importance
has been silenced in ways
that are beyond imagination."
"On the morning of January 7th,
Bruno went out on patrol
with a military escort, as he often did,
to visit an area affected
by recent insurgent activity."
"Never to return."
"According to the Army report,
the convoy he was with
was attacked with RPGs
carried out by individuals on motorcycles
who surrounded them."
"Bruno was the only fatality."
"This outlet, today,
and thanks to eyewitnesses,
can confirm that no such attack
ever took place at all."
"Bruno Escudero was killed execution-style
in cold blood."
"Of the eight soldiers
in the unit he was with,
at least six
were involved in drug trafficking,
as Bruno had discovered."
"Bruno Escudero was 27 years old."
"He liked rock climbing,
paragliding,
and extreme sports."
"He would sometimes joke
about how little he valued his own life."
"Even so,
those of us who knew the person Bruno was
know that he would never have wanted
to die on his knees out in the desert
peering down the rifle barrel of one
of his own countrymen."
"And the only consolation that we have
is that our colleague died
doing a job he loved,
a job in which he was exceptional."
"And that now, finally,
this media outlet may
honor his work by finishing it."
[pensive music playing]
And how many times
have you read that over the years?
It's impossible to even guess.
[Enrique] How does it feel to read it?
[Federico] I feel so many things.
First of all, I feel proud.
Proud of those reporters,
Andrés and Bruno, two kids who…
who were fully committed to the truth.
For working
with people like that at El Báltico.
[sighs]
What happened?
In my office.
[sighs]
-[woman on TV] And if you take a look…
-[Ricardo sighs]
[tuts] Baby…
[woman on TV] And if you look
at the lining here,
yeah, it's a lovely design.
Mm-hmm. And what I really like about it…
[Ricardo] Mm.
[sighs] Hmm…
[woman on TV] But there's also
an attachable strap,
so then you can use it, uh, as more of a…
-[Ricardo] Mm…
-[woman on TV] …shoulder bag. Fantastic.
-See?
-[woman on TV] We love versatility…
I can still do things you wanna do,
and… I'm happy too.
Right?
Mm…
[woman on TV] Yes, I know!
Isn't that impressive?
This isn't…
No.
[TV clicks off]
Mm…
I don't want you here.
I want you out of the house
when I get back here.
[breathes deeply]
[somber music playing]
[sighs] Ah.
Thanks to Guadalupe here,
we were able to access emails showing
that Rocío Castillo pressured,
very politely of course,
the Education Minister to be given
placement in a daycare facility
which she was not eligible to receive.
We'd be willing
to use something like that?
And why wouldn't we?
It's precisely what we need.
We've been given a gift here, right?
Yeah.
You're right.
This is exactly what we need.
Come on, Dad. I don't like it either,
but… you said find someone good
because they're coming for us.
Look, I know that I'm the ringleader,
but… I've got doubts.
We will forever destroy
this poor woman's credibility.
Yeah, well it's her own fault. She did it.
It's not like we forced her
to do what she did.
I'm doing my job,
which is to inform citizens.
In this case,
a politician who abuses her power.
Especially a politician of her stature.
She is where she is because she promised
to fight this type of abuse.
[Guadalupe] Okay, Andrés.
No need to enjoy it quite so much.
Rocío's one of our most
honorable politicians our government has.
She's been as honest as you can be.
-[Andrés] Sure. Sure, sure.
-She's a friend of yours as well.
And you're getting rid of her.
Getting rid of her
and the most progressive agenda
of our democracy.
It's not your government anymore.
Or your law.
I'll continue defending this law.
But it'll be my name on it.
[Andrés] We'll keep pushing
as far as possible
to keep the Right out of power.
But in order to do that,
you need a newspaper.
[sighs]
[distant siren wailing]
[Federico] It all seems so simple
sitting here in this office,
but you're both mistaken.
You're gonna regret it.
And it might take a while,
but… this thing is gonna leave
a permanent scar.
Well, another option is
to do a tell-all interview in ten years
so we can sleep easy.
-Are you getting cynical with me now?
-[Andrés sighs]
You know better than anyone
what I'm talking about.
I am following the plan.
A plan you came up with, Dad. You!
Tell me what changed then?
León, little brother
of Bruno Escudero, that's what.
Right now, that boy is
struggling to breathe on a ventilator.
That changed everything,
and you know who put him there?
Your soldier.
He was so afraid,
he almost beat him to death.
Do you really believe that…
that these decisions
don't have consequences?
[Andrés sighs]
[Federico] Shall we pay him a visit?
Maybe then, seeing his face,
you won't think it's so simple.
But I only thought about Bruno,
seeing him there.
And us repeating the same thing again.
Dad, do you really think
this is such a simple choice for us?
That we just thought,
"Oh, whatever. It doesn't matter"?
That we aren't all painfully aware
of what's at stake?
Because I think
that you just love playing the good guy.
You love giving lessons.
You wanna know what I honestly think?
You don't have the balls at all
to go the whole way here
and make sure it's done right
because you don't wanna
face the consequences.
Did you publish the interview?
No, right?
You did your damnedest
to keep it hidden, huh?
Because you're terrified
of what might happen afterwards.
And then, of course, moral lectures,
talks, your grand vocabulary.
But at the end of the day,
you're still protecting us?
Or are you okay with… me going to jail?
Or letting priests
take over your newspaper?
Or destroy Guadalupe's reputation?
Are you able to?
Would you do that, Dad?
["Bloodbuzz Ohio" playing]
[sighs]
The news of this
came out first thing this morning.
El Báltico uncovered
several compromising emails
from Rocío Castillo.
This is indeed a major setback
and could threaten the current government
which is still struggling to deal
with a number of internal conflicts
all throughout its term.
-[woman] Rocío!
-Thank you. That's all.
No, no. I'm sorry, no.
[woman] What happened with those emails?
Why did you go to the daycare?
-Please, Miss Castillo!
-[man] Can we get a statement?
BOARDROOM
Stand up straight
At the foot of your love, I ♪
Lift my shirt up… ♪
[Rocío] I cannot continue at the head
of my party or in my public duties.
I just hope that…
that an inexcusable mistake from my past
will not disrupt the great work
of a government
in which I believe more than ever.
[female voice] You've reached
the voicemail of…
[Federico] …Federico Seligman.
But Ohio don't remember me ♪
Lay my head… ♪
[man] In light of recent events,
I am unable to continue
defending our partners.
GOVERNMENT PRESIDENT CONFERENCE
This, of course, is a very sad day for me,
a strong supporter
of this coalition's agreement,
the most progressive of our democracy.
[Aguirre] Hey, bro. Imagine if your dad
suddenly realized how expensive
it's all about to be to save your ass
and doesn't show.
That'd be nice, huh?
I hope this will be a lesson to all of us
on the people who we can trust
and make deals with
and on the people that we simply cannot.
When I thought about home ♪
I still owe money ♪
To the money ♪
To the money I owe ♪
The floors are fallin' down
From everybody I know ♪
I'm on a blood buzz ♪
Yes, I am ♪
I'm on a blood buzz ♪
I'm on a blood buzz ♪
God, I am ♪
I'm on a blood buzz ♪
I was carried ♪
To Ohio in a swarm of bees ♪
I never married ♪
But Ohio don't remember me ♪
I still owe money ♪
To the money ♪
To the money I owe… ♪
FEDERICO SELIGMAN LEGACY INTERVIEW
…about love ♪
When I thought about home ♪
I still owe money ♪
To the money ♪
To the money I owe ♪
The floors are… ♪
All right, let's get this thing done with
so you can go party with your family.
[Federico] The second thing I feel is
disgust, pity, hatred towards… myself
for my involvement.
Of having betrayed both Bruno and Andrés,
for having silenced them.
I could make excuses,
saying that the pressure was too great,
but the truth is that, in the end,
I made the call.
I wanted that television license,
the institutional advertising,
the money.
It's sad to think
that I sold myself for so little.
It was the worst mistake of my life.
I'd like to think I've learned.,
and that… I wouldn't make
the same mistake again.
I wouldn't want that
to be my legacy.
SEND FILE
[whoosh, ping]
[dramatic music playing]