Good morning.
I am Inspector Ochoa
and my partner is Inspector Martínez.
Are you Antonio Torres?
Yes.
Is this your home?
It's my mother's house, I live with her.
Is this your mother here?
He went on a trip a few days ago.
Has something happened to her?
I need you to accompany me
to make some statements.
Don't worry,
has nothing to do with your mother.
Okay, let me take some things.
Well, the first thing you should know is that
you are not under arrest.
A person has fallen
from the balcony of his house.
Before jumping he left a note
justifying his suicide attempt.
In this note,
names you as the reason for the jump.
Therefore we deduce that
you know Marcos Chacón,
Right?
I have some photos
in case that helps you recognize it.
Yes, I know him.
He's a guy from the village.
We studied together and were friends
in school and high school,
but now I couldn't say that we had
a friendship or anything like that.
Now he's more
like an acquaintance and that's all.
I understand.
And yesterday morning
where were you?
At home.
I didn't go anywhere
at most to buy something to eat.
Is there no one who can corroborate that
Were you at home all morning?
No.
I understand that he left
a few years ago to live in Madrid
and he returned a couple of months ago.
Yes, for personal reasons
I had to go back to the village,
but still
I haven't talked about anything with this boy.
At most,
we may have met at the bar, but nothing more.
Don't you find it strange that this person
write that it is you
the responsible of his death?
Of course it seems strange to me,
but I really haven't exchanged a word with him.
Still, he was lucky.
He hit a tree branch as he fell
and survived,
although at the moment he is in a coma.
Let's hope he wakes up
and can recover.
Don't you believe?
Yes, yes, of course.
I don't wish Marcos anything bad.
Let's hope he wakes up
and can explain to us what happened.
You can go.
In case you remember something
contact us.
Of course.
This way.
Thank you.
Hey Antonio!
I already missed you this morning
I say this one has already gone to Madrid
without saying goodbye.
Hello José.
Beer? Invite the house.
I can't.
I'm taking medication.
Nothing man.
How is your mother?
Are she still fighting with the city council
for the works next to your house?
She's gone on a trip, now...
Give me a coffee.
Coming up, Miguel!
I said she went on a trip
will be back next week.
The lady lives well.
The truth is yes.
Good
She looks happy.
and cares about you.
Yes.
Can I have a tortilla to take away?
Yeah, man.
You've been ordering takeout a lot lately, huh.
That's fine with me
When you lived alone
Did you also order so much takeout?
I found out about Marcos
I hope you are well.
It gave me a very good vibe to see you here.
You were inseparable.
I also remember that kid
who was always attached to you,
who never said a word.
Here you go.
Enjoy!
Thank you Jose.
And let's see if you come with more time!
And we catch up.
Yes.
See you later!
Antonio Torres
Always respected and loved
Today I come to tell you that you are cursed.
Let's start this stage with poisoned air
You will discover that your life has taken a turn.
So take a breath and wait
that this will be your sentence.
You will keep silence about this
and you will find an old friend.
What?
What do you say?
Do you think I wanted us to break up?
Fuck someone else
doesn’t mean I don’t want to be with you
Mary, you are my everything.
You already know
Crying isn't going to help...
What does my father have to do
with all this?
Just because he’s a pervert doesn’t...
I'm exaggerating it.
I should do it more slowly.
What do you say?
Do you think I wanted...
Fuck.
Pass.
Antonio!
Have you found out what happened?
What happened?
That a client almost died.
He was having a coffee.
He took two sips,
He started vomiting and fainted.
The ambulance just took him away.
And I'm going to have to close the bar,
Fuck.
What a scare.
Do you know who they took?
Yes.
Miguel, the son of the accountant.
He comes here to drink coffee every day
and nothing has ever happened to him.
Well,
I guess they took him to the hospital.
Yes, I don't know.
Let's see if he recovers.
The kid is that way
but he doesn't deserve anything strange happening to him either.
Of course, of course.
Do you know what the problem is?
That people really like to talk.
And surely they say
he has been poisoned here at the bar.
As if I saw it.
That's for sure.
And from what I see everyone has come here.
Yes.
Antonio!
How are you?
Hey! Amaia.
It seems that something serious has happened right?
Yes, I was telling him right now.
Hasn't someone died?
Amaia, please
don't say that, it's bad omen.
A client almost died this morning.
Oh!
It's just that I tend to be that inopportune
Sorry!
What am I going to do?
Excuse me, the owner of the bar?
Yes, it's me.
Please accompany me.
See you later.
Ugh...What a mess.
How do you handle the play?
It's all up in the air
and I don't know how things are going to turn out.
It's also true
that we are in a company of thirty-somethings amateurs
but hey, it's always going to be like this...
You're distracted, aren't you?
Did you know him?
A little, from school.
Well, I'm sure it’s just a scare,
you'll see.
Shall we see you later in class?
Yes.
Sorry.
Shall I pick you up later?
Okay.
And so we take a walk before.
At seven thirty, okay?
Okay.
Come on, bye.
Hello?
Hello, I'm Monica
from La Casa Verde real estate agency.
Look, I'm calling you to tell you that the house
you have for sale
at 4, Olivo Road
is somewhat...
My mother didn't tell me
that she would like to sell it.
Ah, uh... oops, sorry.
Well, it's just that... well, Carmina told us
she wanted to sell this property
because you no longer used it.
Well, what happens?
Is it an old country house?
Well, I haven’t been able to look around much,
but I was showing the house to an interested client
and it was completely wrecked
and really, really dirty.
I mean, It looks like someone
has been living there.
But.... from what you’re telling me,
if it wasn’t you, it seems
like you could have had squatters.
Well, with the house in that condition
we had to leave a few minutes later.
Okay, I’ll go over
and have a look. I’ll clean it up.
Perfect. Thank you very much.
¡Fuck...!
Hello.
Shall we go?
Yes.
Tell me, have you seen any new Korean
movies of those that you like?
No, lately I don't do anything.
Nothing?
Nothing at all. Apathy, I guess.
Ah well, shit.
I think it's because of the medication I'm taking,
but I'm not sure.
Then it’ll definitely pass.
I’d like to think it’s just a phase.
Surely so. You'll see,
before long, you’ll be leaping for joy.
It’s nice to have someone bring you
positivity for a change.
By the way, how’s it going with the text?
Bad, I think so.
But,
let's see what the director says,
If he yells at me, you owe me a coffee.
Deal?
Deal.
Damn, I think we're late, huh.
We better run.
Let's go! Come on.
Come on. Go.
The passage of time seems strange to me.
I feel l...
lost.
How can I break free from this never-ending loop
that starts whenever I wake up?
I want to catch my breath,
but I need help.
Antonio, it's very good
all that you have put together.
There is a certain journey and I see work, yes.
But you already know what I'm going to tell you, right?
Not really.
Well, what I have always told you.
You must project.
This is theater.
You are not working on camera
and it's not a movie.
Here is the spectator in row 12
has also paid his entry
and he have the right to listen
everything that happens on stage.
Good.
Pablo, Amaya,
let's play your scene.
Hello. Do you mind?
If I stay with you for a while?
Yes, of course, if you don't bother.
Come on, I'll buy you a drink.
I'll take that for you.
Great. It's progress.
You know what...
Goodbye.
See you.
Goodbye.
In the end I do owe you a coffee.
You could see it coming.
Yes.
Looks like you’re never going to ask me,
so I’ll ask you.
What do you think
about meeting tomorrow at eight?
It's a date.
Of course, I would love to.
Yes? Great.
Okay, well I have to go,
I'm in a bit of a hurry.
See you tomorrow?
Yes.
Okay.
We meet here, at eight.
Okay.
You like coffee when you wake up,
Even if it could have killed another person.
You look for excuses, you look to the other side,
but you’re already in this game.
How many must fall
to make you understand?
Well, if I have poisoned a stranger,
how much more harm must I have planned?
Follow my words and seek no aid,
or those closest to you will suffer for my doubts.
So don’t anger me, and comprehend
this is my game, and you are the player.
Yes?
Antonio, I’m really sorry
I totally lost track of time, and now I see the hour,
and I won’t be able to get there in time.
Shall we meet there directly?
Look at that, you’re really leaving me drinking alone.
I didn't know that...
that this was an excuse to get drunk.
Is that one of your jokes?
I don't drink alcohol because of the medication I told you about
Besides, lately I’ve been seeing quite strange things
even without alcohol in my body.
Do you mean that you see
monsters or something like that?
No, I wish they were more recognizable.
You've never had the feeling
of being lost but knowing where you are.
If you mean...
if I’d like to get out of here,
then of course.
Just tell me, and I’ll pack
my bags as fast as I can.
It would really make me happy.
Although I think I still need to heal
my pride a little before going off
in search of adventures.
You’ve told me a lot about Madrid
but I don’t understand why you’d come back here again
when you have so many opportunities there.
I didn't know what to do.
I didn't know how to continue.
So well,
it’s not like things have improved now either.
But being there, the thought of coming home
and taking a rest came to me.
And return with your mother.
And let yourself take care of yourself a little,
and get your strength back.
Well, she's going a bit on her own.
Ah.
She says she wants to make
the most of the time she has left,
and I can’t fault her.
Now she’s traveling in Rome,
Oh.
And at home I help as much as I can.
Are you suggesting
your house is alone?
That's true.
Yes.
Although my house
not in a condition for anyone to see.
I’m just messing with you.
I mean,
were you thinking of taking me to your house?
Sorry. What is this?
A letter.
Yes, I see that.
But who gave it to you?
A man who was at the bar,
asked me to give it to you
and said he was treating to this round.
Ah. We're in luck.
What was that man like?
I haven't seen it very well.
He was wearing a cap and sunglasses.
Excuse me, please.
Antonio.
Antonio, what's going on? Where are you going?
Antonio.
If you wanted me to accompany you
you just had to say it.
Hey, I'm so sorry.
It doesn't matter, nothing happens.
Also, that's fine
to be the one accompanying you.
Can I make it up to you with a dinner?
Friday at eight.
Sounds like a date.
Totally.
This time I will try to get your attention
in a more subtle way.
Well, I would really appreciate it.
So, we’re on the same page?
On Friday I'll pick you up from the theater
and we will have a good date.
Okay?
Deal?
Deal.
I'm going to tell you a story
about someone easy to ignore.
Secondary,
transparent,
just another person.
His life passed him by
as he admired those who shone.
After a long silence, one day,
when saying goodbye to what was more of a shadow,
he decided to take a step forward.
That’s how he ceased to be just an extra.
His life began to have little sparks of light;
he felt a sweetness of joy,
but when the person who caused his sorrow returned,
he decided to shatter his world.
The one who in the past had turned him,
into mr.nobody he fancied himself to be,
he came back in a hilarious way.
only to end up as a mere extra himself.
future, health and acquired joy.
Everything destroyed by that rotten boy,
he hatched a great plan, feeling alive,
death and revenge that you will witness.
For now, let those nightmares grow,
may you not know if reality or your head is worse,
may you feel unsafe in this world,
and may your dreams be a dark repose.
The truth is that we can't do anything,
It’s just letters.
It could be a joke
or future blackmail from some opportunist.
Anyway, if something were to happen,
come back.
This way it will be easier for us to get to work.
Because if not,
this is like having nothing at all.
If I bring evidence.
We’d need a lead
to start with.
Do you know of anyone who would like to threaten you?
I don't think so.
Then we can't do anything right now.
We’ll make a note of it
and keep an eye out,
but it might just be a prank
or something.
You’ve got a second house
near the village, right?
Yes, in the countryside.
Maybe you can spend a couple of days there
and get away from this person.
We will take the letters as evidence,
but at the moment we can't do more.
Fuck.
How nice.
Well, yes.
If you decide to go to your other address,
let us know.
I wouldn’t like to be running
around after you.
No matter what, you can always contact us
if this gets worse
or if you remember anything that could help us.
If you come by here, ask for Inspector Martínez.
And remember that we are still investigating
your friend’s suicide attempt.
So don't leave the village.
Mom?
Finally I know something about you.
Do you hear me?
Mom?
Fuck.
I can’t hear you. Call me when you can.
Do you know?
It's not the first time that I get on stage,
Although I think it will be the last one soon.
Whenever I went on stage,
I felt my nerves on edge,
my vision would blur a little,
and I realized there was a slight st...
stammer that showed up
whenever things didn’t go as they should.
But despite all that,
I kept on trying to be other people.
Pretending like the best liar there could be.
I never got it.
I didn't get anything at all.
It was...
I'm terrible at this.
I’d never experienced an anxiety attack
until one day I drew a blank…
before seven people.
My chest tightened, cold sweat broke out,
and then a strong sense of suffocation hit me.
In my head, I heard that ssssss
noise old televisions used to make
when the screen went black and white with lines.
That was my first outbreak.
Though, of course, I didn’t realize it then.
Stress made things escalate,
not only in the theater
but also outside.
Meeting friends became a kind of
Russian roulette, depending on how
my body would react.
I lost weight.
A lot of weight.
and as for intimate relationships, well…
don’t even get me started.
Touching myself is something I’ve only recently gotten back into,
honestly, sometimes without much result,
but the thing is...
before I didn’t even want to.
I watched the walls of my room melt,
felt my skin peeling off,
saw my face in places it didn’t belong,
on bodies that weren’t mine.
I tried to pretend it wasn’t happening,
But I didn't get it.
I ended up where I didn't want to end up.
At the shrink.
Obviously I wasn't right, nothing right.
The fault...
wasn’t with the city,
nor with the pace of life,
nor the irrational desire
to want something with all your heart
and not get it.
The fault...
the problem...
was me.
I always was.
I was born this way,
mentally broken.
Fuck!
However the time I spent here
I felt important.
I had friends everywhere
and even several girls were crazy about me.
I was surrounded by people who loved me
And I left.
I set out to take on the world...
and I puked it all up.
Now that I have returned everything has changed.
My friends and the people I knew...
or they are gone
or they are no longer.
The atmosphere is different and
I feel that what was born out there...
has come back to me and...
it will never go away.
Sometimes I think that...
that the best thing would be...
end everything.
Sorry, Antonio.
It was open.
And I have entered.
I was looking for you.
Well, I knew you were here,
waiting for Amaia.
Amaia is not coming.
Come with me to the bar, please.
Make yourself comfortable.
Do you know?
This...
This place...
This place is my life.
My father...
had this bar.
And I’d leave school
just to give him a hand.
Here you have celebrated birthdays.
And parties.
Fuck.
This is where we had my...
my...
my wedding party
and my daughter’s baptism.
My life...
revolves around my wife,
my little girl, and this bar.
What's happening?
You’ve received some letters, right?
I’ve received things too,
and I want you
to pay attention
and do what I tell you.
Okay.
Take the rope.
And pull it towards you.
Tug hard!
Don't stop pulling.
No matter what happens,
and see what you see.
And just so you know,
my life is all...
about...
my family and this bar.
And I'm not crazy.
That everything has a reason.
No!
Don't stop pulling. Damn!
Pull!
Stop. Stop.
Stop!
Stop.
Stop!
Shut up!
And do as I tell you!
You are not the protagonist.
Never!
Stop.
Stop!
Stop.
I'm going to call an ambulance.
Take the fucking envelope
and get out of here.
Antonio.
Sorry. I'm sorry.
I hope you enjoyed the show.
Well, the fault of this is that your mistake caused it.
I have had to punish this revolution.
Well, you have taken our secret out of the drawer.
It is better to let the police rest.
What other matters will we have them discuss.
I understand that the suicide prevented his death.
So don’t linger, because neither his luck
nor yours will last,
and you ought to pay him a visit.
Come on, take a breath, breathe and hold on.
There are still screams left in that throat.
It's been a long time, right?
Yes. Sorry for the late hour.
I know it’s kind of late.
No, don't worry.
We’ve been
remembering you lately.
Also,
he could use a visit.
Looks like he’s asleep,
doesn’t it?
My brother is my best friend.
Seeing him like this
really breaks me.
I remember when we were young
you looked like twins…
Did you talk to him recently?
No.
it’s been a long time since I’ve heard from him.
I was shocked when I heard.
I hope he gets better.
He loved you.
A lot.
You were his best friend
for a long time.
Until you left.
You pulled away.
I know.
He was important to me.
But when we grew up
we take different paths.
He doesn't deserve this.
Do you know?
I pray for him from time to time.
I don't know if it's of any use.
They told us that all we had to do was wait
Let's see how it evolved.
For...
Sure...
I don't know.
I...
I don't know. We don't know
how could he do this.
He’d been going through a rough time.
But...
I don't know, he always tried to smile.
Hide.
I don't know.
He was there
when we needed it.
Sorry.
Don't move.
What did you do to him?
Natalia, I haven't done...
What did you do to my brother?
Natalia, look, please.
I don't...
That he was fine, damn.
He had his job.
He had just recovered from a depression.
And I saw him happy, do you understand?
But when you returned to village...
I have not spoken to your brother at any time.
Do you think I'm going to believe it?
Natalia, I’ve only come across him
a couple of times at the bar.
You can continue lying to me whatever you want.
But I know the whole truth.
What truth are you talking about?
I'm telling you...
That he told me everything!
Who? Who are you referring to?
The man of the letters.
He told me it was your fault.
that you made him feel small.
Natalia
- As if he were not there.
- please!
What were you doing to him?
I promise you I didn't do anything to him.
I didn't even talk to him.
You make me sick.
You are a monster.
Go away.
Just go away!
Today will be a great day
don't let anything break it
not even those pills that cause fever.
Accept our commitment,
leave that poison now.
I want you to feel this ending being whole.
Open your eyes, dream, look for your new love
Is she missing in a better place?
Drowsiness,
tremors,
hallucinations.
Hello.
Excuse me!
Yes. Tell me How can I help you?
I need to speak with Inspector Martínez.
Inspector Martínez is not here today.
But if you want I can leave her a note.
No, no.
I have to do it in person.
Then you will have to come tomorrow.
Please! It's urgent.
Look, let's do something.
I'll call her and see what she says.
Perfect, thank you.
Your name?
Antonio Torres.
Excuse me, is this yours?
Yes.
Thank you very much.
Be careful with your things.
Perfect, thank you.
said she’ll drop by your mother’s house as soon as she can.
But...
Is there a problem?
Look, today is her day off
And she’s occupied with personal matters.
So go home
and she will stop by your mother's house at the latest tomorrow.
What you will find here
it will be your fault.
To do this you will follow the instructions.
A shovel has been lost
and you must find it.
Don't delay or the earth will swallow it.
If you get it right there you will dig.
And you will find a wonderful surprise.
Forgive me Mom.
Nothing like home,
something to never leave behind
even if you try to turn the page
in the end you will always come back.
Antonio Torres!
You are arrested for the murder of...
You, who kept circling back to the beginning to make your mark.
Nothing here remains that lets you shine.
Neither love nor warmth, not even reason itself.
You’ve lost it all due to this decision.
Now, all you can do is simply be.
Live as the extra
you’re meant to play.