"My Story".
Get in.
Nice place.
It´s temporary.
So elegant.
Funny.
When did you hear about my release?
I saw it on the news.
Before you called me.
Are you still with your "little novel"?
Annoyed?
What do you think?
The front door was open.
'll close it later
I want peace between us, Martín.
A little late.
It's never too late.
I came because I need money.
What?
That. I need money.
At least some of what I had before.
We can negotiate what's left.
Like this house.
It's ours, right?
You´re still a piece of shit.
You sent me to prison because I cheated on you with some woman.
A bitch.
No smoking in here, please.
You accused me of sexually abusing my own daughter.
You used her against me. With the whole country watching.
Your own daughter!
And I am the asshole?
Ok.
She´s coming.
What?
She... is going to come.
Why?
Because I called her.
A family reunion was not what I had in mind.
It might be good for all of us to see each other.
Everyone can change, right?
She never answered my calls.
Until today.
Nice coincidence.
Nice.
Living with you is no paradise either.
You still think of yourself as the "victim".
Please.
You caused all this, dick.
You are no saint here.
It´s been seven years.
Grow up.
Please.
You had a luxurious life doing nothing.
With this mess you made up.
Finally everyone lost something. Am I right?
Don't be a drag.
Come here.
No.
Come.
I don´t want to!
You used to like this, right?
A bit.
How long has it been ...?
Less than I would like.
Ok, we're just dancing.
We came here to negotiate.
I have it very clear.
What was it like inside?
Noisy.
Noisy?
Lots of people living in a matchbox.
Was it horrible?
Over time one finds it even friendly.
Really?
Silence can drive you crazy if you don´t know where you are.
Anything could be happening, and you could just imagine it.
Mind doesn't stop working when you're inside
Maybe it's the guilt.
In that place no one no it´s guilty.
You know what this is?
What?
It's Angela's.
It´s about some things that happened in this house. Do you know anything?
What are you talking about?
NO - SMOKING - IN - HERE.
-You have fire? -No
Worse than prison your fucking house.
Well, do you know this is or not?
Stop fucking around.
I'll read it for you.
"My mom if off to her mythology class again. That fucking thing".
"Fuck".
"That piece of shit is sneaking into my room again".
"He just got in, I hear his car".
Two days later, she writes:
"I feel disgusting after he touches me".
"Is that really my dad?".
"When he is like this it doesn´t seem like he is."
You never cared about her.
Now it's different.
What are you going to do? Are you going to accuse me?
You are shit.
Wait, you already did.
You are disgusting.
You will have to swallow your anger this time.
Motherfucker... son of a bitch!
Shut up you bitch!
Son of a bitch, how could you?! She was just a girl!
-Do not touch me! -Shut up!
Shut up.
Hi mommy
How?
Joke.
Come in.
-Give my your backpack. -No.
Angela!
Angela! What did you do?
Say it was you.
You owe me.
Angela!