When are you gonna learn to drive?
All right, Mom.
The other side.
Shine the light.
Come on.
Oh, wow, nice house.
Be quiet.
- Come on. Don't mess anything up. - No.
Leave no trace.
Mrs. Edelina?
- Let's go. - No.
Hello?
Are you back already?
Let's go.
Antonio!
You must also replace the lamp on the other side facing the grove.
CAUGHT
BASED ON THE NOVEL "CAUGHT" BY HARLAN COBEN
Bruno.
I'm late. Have you seen my sneakers?
- When did you get here? Where were you? - The lake.
The door was locked when I got back. I thought you were asleep.
When will you clean this up?
- Mom, I'm late! - I don't care.
- Clean up even if it takes all day. - I can't miss class. I have a Civics test.
A test? Are you going in without any sleep?
Okay, let's do this.
Go to school, take the test, then come back home.
For what?
What do you mean? To clean up, Bruno!
Bruno, please, come on.
Have all the parties you want. That's what this place is for.
I'd rather you do it here
than breaking into people's houses or wandering the streets.
Okay.
You're not listening, Bruno!
I said I'm late for school. I'll clean up.
Here they are.
Sweetheart.
I know you're going through a hard time and are confused about your emotions.
I was a teenager once too. I know what you're going through.
You have every right to kick, scream, and rebel.
That's all fine.
But this isn't the way. It's not.
Great. Can I go now?
I knew this would happen.
What did you know would happen?
I met Martina that same day.
Fran needed me for business in Buenos Aires.
That's what he said. He put me on the same flight as Martina.
Why didn't you tell me about this when the body was found?
It's Fran Briguel. Do I need to spell out who he is?
Hello.
Hi.
Do I know you?
I don't think so.
Are you Fran's friend?
Don't worry. I'm not involved with your trip, okay?
I was going to take a commercial flight, but Fran offered his plane instead.
Relax. We don't need to talk.
When you arrived, did you go with her anywhere else?
No. We said goodbye at the airport.
A car was waiting for her. Took her to the Colón Theater, I believe.
How do you explain this?
Remember that nice package that came with you on the plane?
She's in this room.
Handle it, please.
- What do you want me to do? - I don't know.
Calm her down, get her out of here. Whatever seems best.
Martina?
Martina, are you in there?
What are you doing here?
I want to help. Come on.
Did Fran send you? You work for him?
Come out, and we'll talk calmly.
Go away! I am calm!
What happened?
What do you care?
Martina, you need to go back home.
I'm here because you're alone in Buenos Aires, and I want to help.
Please come out.
Please.
Tell me what happened.
That guy is sick.
I came to do a live show, that's it.
What does he think? That I'm young, so I'm stupid?
Did you talk to your parents?
- Do they know you're here? - They'd kill me if they found out I came.
Can you come with me to the police?
- Where? - The police.
Did he do something?
Couldn't, but wanted to.
That guy's disgusting.
If I hadn't locked myself in the restroom, threatened to expose him,
he wouldn't have stopped.
Son of a bitch.
Come with me to the police. I don't want to go alone.
Come with me!
I don't know if you understand who Fran Briguel is.
That doesn't matter! Who cares?!
I was crystal clear. No physical contact of any kind.
He agreed.
The world doesn't work like that.
If you want to go to the police, fine. I'm here to do what you think is best.
But trust me, the smartest thing to do is go back home
and let this awful experience
be only this.
A bad memory, that's all.
Why did you talk her into not telling anyone?
Not sure. I can't stop thinking about it.
At the time, I thought it was the best thing for her.
But ever since her body was found, I keep wondering if I did the right thing.
Did you contact her afterward?
Yes, I called her.
A few days later, she sounded fine.
She was focused on some auditions she was preparing for.
Do you always do that kind of work for him?
No.
Why do you say that? No.
This was the only time. Look, I've known Fran…
Our families go way back.
But I moved to Buenos Aires when I was young and never saw him again.
When we returned to Bariloche, I reached out,
and he invited me to his project.
You can't just barge in, ma'am.
How are you, Chief?
- Sir, I couldn't stop her. - Go and shut the door.
I'm guessing this isn't a social visit.
Why didn't you investigate Briguel for Martina's disappearance?
Because I didn't have any reason to.
Can I see the statement?
Briguel has behaviors that I find questionable,
but he has nothing to do with Martina Schulz's death.
Did you know he tried to assault Martina, and she threatened to report him?
There's no testimony to back that up.
We must investigate Briguel. He's, at the very least, a child predator.
You're covering for him.
Are you going to stick your neck out for someone like that?
The one sticking her neck out is you.
Fabián Ramos, 38 years old.
They caught him in Neuquén.
Olivia Freire, 13 years old.
Camila Costa, 16 years old.
Samantha Silva, 14 years old.
He lured them through an online game and brutally assaulted them.
Leo Mercer didn't rape these girls.
We'll never know why he killed Martina Schulz.
If you hadn't gone off on your own, she'd still be alive.
POLICE
Bruno!
Are you okay?
At my finest moment.
I called you a million times, Ema. I was worried.
Why didn't you pick up?
I don't know. Sorry.
Where's Bruno?
I never thought this would happen to me, but it did.
Now, it's official. My son hates me.
Don't be ridiculous.
It's understandable that he's acting out, right?
He says I don't listen, that I ignore him.
All I do is think about him.
I always wonder what he needs, what's going on, how he's doing.
He'll get over it, you'll see.
Just give him some time.
Stay still.
Stop it!
Will it take long?
Yes, if you keep moving.
If not, then no.
- I have to take this, love. - No.
- Yes, it's work.
- No. - Yes, baby.
- No. - I have to answer.
Dad…
Let Dad take the call. He'll be right back.
Sit down.
Fran, how's it going?
How are things?
Good, it's coming along.
I need you to sell plots, Marcos, not to hear "it's coming along."
Yes, I'm on it.
Say, was there a journalist today at the industrial park asking questions?
- Ema Garay. - What did you tell her?
Nothing, what would I tell her?
- If she shows up again, you call me. - Sure thing.
For them, this place is their home.
Here, they feel they're more than just a number.
Kicking them out feels unbearably cruel.
If you and Lado Bariloche step up to defend this place,
it'll have a much bigger impact.
That's what we need.
Where are they going?
Nowhere at the moment. We're moving everything into storage.
- And the kids? - That's the problem.
They'll be adrift.
When did you get the eviction notice?
- Yesterday. They gave us 48 hours. - That's why we called you.
The statute includes a dissolution clause for some cases.
If a founder or board member commits a crime related to the foundation,
it is dissolved.
They lose legal status and access to the property.
Hey, that's going on the truck.
I'd need a copy of the formal letters they sent you.
The foundation's statute…
Any other documents
that can help explain what's happening and what's next for the kids.
We'll get the word out.
I'll prepare everything and take it to the newsroom.
- Great. - Thanks.
Don't mention it.
One last question. Did Leo have a connection to Fran Briguel?
The Briguel family?
No, not as far as I know.
- Leo didn't deal with those things. - What things?
Handling issues with neighbors. We got along well.
Neighbors?
Look.
See that peninsula?
It all belongs to the Briguel family from there to the highway.
What will happen to the land when the foundation's gone?
I'm not sure. It'll probably go up for auction.
Estela!
I'll leave you to it. Thank you.
Here it is.
Sorry for the delay.
I thought it was in the digitization pile, but it was in its place.
- Great. - This strudel is so good.
Araceli, are you sure we can eat here?
As long as I work here, Ema Garay can do as she pleases.
I'm next door if you need anything.
- I'm not surprised. - This is the missing piece.
- The foundation's land. - Donated by the Browns to Mercer.
Exactly. But this, this, and all of this also once belonged to the Browns,
but they lost it over time.
This one in 1992.
This one in 1995.
This in 1998. And this one in 2002.
It all went to the Briguel family.
Some of it went to auction, meaning they paid next to nothing.
- It's under Edelina de Briguel's name. - The mother.
She has two children,
Fran and Catalina, who lives in Switzerland.
This is the missing piece.
What if we're looking at it incorrectly,
and Briguel's target wasn't Martina but Leo?
Okay.
If Leo was right
and Martina set up the meeting at the house with the red door,
I didn't chat with him.
I was talking with someone who could have planned all this.
You're saying Briguel…
Briguel might have used Martina to set Leo up.
With charges against him, the land goes to auction,
letting Briguel buy it for less.
Makes sense, especially if Leo refused to sell.
I was waiting for you.
Come here.
Not here. Come with me.
They're spying on me.
They want to take it all, but it won't be easy. You'll see.
Who?
Who do you think? Are you stupid?
Come on, here.
Mrs. Edelina?
- Mrs. Edelina? - When I say "go," start running.
- Mrs. Edelina. - Go!
Mrs. Edelina.
Let me go. Don't grab me!
Come here.
- I want to stay. I don't want to go in. - Let's go. Come on, please.
- Is everything okay? - What are you doing here?
She's my friend! She came to save me!
- Why are you here? - Sorry, I'm Ema Garay, I--
- I know who you are. - Catalina, behave yourself.
- Let's go. I'm Margarita. - No.
Let's go rest now.
Rest? I'm not getting in bed with you!
- Help me! - It's just an expression.
We'll have pudding, take your medication…
As I mentioned in our messages,
I'm working on a story about new entrepreneurs in the city.
I thought it'd be great to chat and get to know you.
- Just a heads-up, it might not get pub-- - Okay, I'm used to it.
- Have a seat. - Thanks.
I had a community manager in Buenos Aires, so I know how these things go.
By the way, I loved House Makeover in 3, 2, 1.
- Voilà. - Voilà.
- Will you do that here? - Yes, I'm starting to. Slowly.
How's the transition from Buenos Aires to Bariloche?
You want the truth?
I'm going back and forth in a state of confusion.
It must be twice as much pressure for your husband.
I know he started young.
He was 18.
And his family, the Browns, turned their backs on him all his life.
You'll have to adjust.
Around here, a handful of last names run the city,
and we're always talking about them.
We hate them, we love them. They're like our royalty.
One of those prominent names is Briguel.
I imagine working with Fran isn't easy for Marcos.
It's hard to keep up with him.
But I'm not complaining.
We'd be lost without him.
Why do you say that?
There was an issue at the company where Marcos worked.
Someone lost a ton of money, and Marcos took the fall.
They made him a scapegoat.
- Your mom? - Yes.
What are you gonna do?
- Can I stay at your place again? - Sure, as long as you want.
But grab some clothes from home. You stink.
Hi.
Good afternoon.
- Can I get a coffee? - Coming right up.
Great drawings.
Do you mind if I take a picture?
No.
Is that Margarita, your mom's friend?
She's not my mom's friend. She was Leo's.
I thought they were friends.
So, what happened to her?
Armando, go help inside.
Why are you talking to my son?
If I was wrong, I need to prove it.
It's why I keep digging. I need evidence.
Seems a little late for that.
You guys knew Leo better than anyone.
Was he tied to the Briguel family?
Did the Briguels ever want to buy the foundation's land?
Of course they wanted to.
They weren't the only ones.
Leo shut them all down. Do you know why?
Because it wasn't for him. It was for the kids.
Leo did nothing but look out for others.
You have no idea how much my son and I miss him.
You falsely accused him, and he was killed like a dog.
Nothing you fabricate now will change that.
- I'm not fabricating-- - Drink your coffee. It's getting cold.
Then leave and don't come back.
Bruno, right?
Yeah.
Is your mother home?
No.
Do you mind if I come in for a second?
Do you know when she'll return?
No.
Do you play with this often?
You're still in high school, right?
Yeah.
Have you decided what to do after school?
You're not one of those kids who follow in their parents' footsteps
to make them proud, are you?
Let me tell you something.
You know what's always bothered me about journalists?
They think they have special rights the rest of us don't.
If I, as a businessman, deceive my clients,
spread false information to close a deal,
or invade someone's privacy and use that information to make money,
I'd be crucified.
Your mother, for instance.
A supposedly prestigious journalist…
barged into my mother's house today.
Uninvited.
If I did the same at her house…
I'd be accused of invading her privacy.
Of threatening the freedom of the press.
And you know something?
They'd be right.
No one has the right to mess with someone's family.
Unless they're ready to face the consequences.
Good thing you let me in, right?
Bruno?
Hey, you're here.
Everything okay?
What's wrong?
What's wrong, sweetheart?
Did you let him in?
I was leaving, and he was at the door.
Here.
Where were you going?
To Fer's place.
Came to grab some clothes.
That's it. It's over.
I'll call Diego to tell him I'm off the investigation.
Don't stop because of me. He didn't hurt me.
No, this isn't your fault.
If anyone's at fault, it's me.
This is my limit. I won't risk the thing I love most, you.
My work isn't worth that much.
But if you stop investigating, he wins. He doesn't deserve that.
No.
Where are we going, Fran?
- To the clinic. - The clinic?
You're an idiot, just like your father.
Back here again.
What are you looking for?
I'm trying to determine if someone used me to set up Leo.
It might be Fran Briguel.
I saw you at Juliana's restaurant after the video was posted.
The video you posted, you mean.
The video I posted.
About 30 years ago, people said Edelina's family were Nazi refugees
and had a hidden SS insignia in this house.
A myth from those days.
Do you know the Browns?
Marcos Brown's family?
Yes.
Marcos got it in his head to steal the insignia.
He thought if he exposed them as Nazi descendants,
he could ruin the Briguel family's reputation
and force them to back out of a business dispute with his father.
One night, he broke into the house.
He thought he was alone, but he wasn't.
I was there.
We ran into each other there.
With Marcos?
Marcos did this to you?
Marcos wasn't alone.
He was with Leo.
- Come here, bastard. - Let go!
Let go!
Let him go!
- No! - Let him go!
Grab him! Bastard!
Come on, you bastard!
Stop it!
What were you doing in my house?!
Marcos took the blame.
Edelina forced his father to step away from some lucrative deals
and pay for my surgeries in exchange for not pressing charges.
She exploited my tragedy.
Marcos' parents never forgave him.
They sent him to Buenos Aires.
For years, I lived consumed by bitterness.
Trapped by resentment.
I hated all of them.
When Leo first came to apologize, I had to stop myself from beating him.
Over time, I was able to forgive.
Living in hatred makes you lose sight of what truly matters.
Did you ever see Marcos again?
I know he returned to Bariloche with his family.
Leo wanted Marcos to see me.
- Did he? - No, never.
And that's fine.
Since the '90s, the Briguels have been buying up the land around the foundation.
This is the only plot left. This might be their way of getting it.
Destroy the owner's reputation and buy it for scraps.
- It began with Marcos and ended with Leo. - Wait, we need more evidence.
We've only got one shot.
Do you know anyone in La City in Buenos Aires?
Yeah.
- Find out what happened with Marcos. - Sure.
Reach out to people at the foundation.
We need to ensure the land is up for sale. I'll call Marcos.
We need him to talk.
- Hello? - Hi, Marcos. This is Ema Garay.
- I ended up getting here before you. - Yeah.
Thanks for coming.
Why here? Why did you want to meet here?
This is where you and Leo used to meet.
Oh, yeah.
We came rowing here once a week, since I moved back.
As kids, I always won, but the city must've softened me.
I couldn't beat him even once.
What did you want to talk about?
I need your help to report Briguel.
- Thanks for this. - Thanks to you.
A journalist from your paper was at the house talking to Mercedes.
But we can't help you with that.
Don't waste your time with us.
You'll have to go another route.
I spoke with Margarita. She told me the story.
Why did you take the blame for all that?
The punishment from your family, having to leave…
I was born into privilege.
I had it all. Name, family, advantages.
Leo had none of that.
They would have ruined him.
I just did what you do for a friend.
And you know, I don't regret it.
Are you sure?
- Any documents to back that up? - Your contact?
- It seems the story's not as Brown claims. - Why?
Okay, I'll wait. I owe you one.
- What? - This. Look.
What will you do with the hotel video? The one with Martina and me?
I won't publish anything unnecessary. Don't worry.
I wouldn't want my wife seeing it if the police leak it and it's posted.
I've got nothing to hide, but I'd like to talk to her first before rumors spread.
- One minute. - Sure.
- Yes? - Finally. Did you see my messages?
No, what about?
Marcos wasn't set up in Buenos Aires. He's a con artist who got caught.
There's more. We have the foundation's statutes.
The land doesn't go to auction.
It reverts to its original owners, the Browns.
Guess who the sole heir is?
Marcos Brown.
Ema.
Are you with him?
Leave now.
I'll call you back.
Ema.
Everything okay?
Everything's fine.
Can I ask you some questions?
You are persistent. I said I can't help you with this.
I just need to understand some things.
You left Buenos Aires accused of embezzlement at your company.
I don't know what you've heard, but that's not true.
They set me up. I was a scapegoat. I can show you--
Sure, but that's not the point. I need to confirm this.
You lost everything, and your only way to recover anything
was reclaiming your family's land.
Yes or no?
I don't understand.
To reclaim it, you made Leo take the fall for a felony and ruin the foundation.
You hit Leo where it hurt most.
You made him out to be a child predator. You used me and Martina for it.
- What do you mean? - It got out of hand.
Martina wanted to come clean. She regretted it.
You took her from the party to the boat, into the forest, and--
And what?
What did I do in the forest? Kill her?
I'm not a murderer, I didn't do any of that.
Nothing, you hear?
I thought it was Briguel who wanted the land, but it was you.
I won't let you say whatever you want about me.
- You'll testify in court, got it? - Fine by me.
- Give your version now. - My name is on the line!
- I won't let you do this! - Tell me what happened…
No!
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY HARLAN COBEN
Subtitle translation by: Francel Diaz