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to clear my mind.

- Do you have coffee?

- Yes.

We'll need it.

It will be long night.

OK.

Mrs. Goodman?

Thank you.

- Felix?

- I was looking for you.

- The cell phone was turned off. What's up'?

- I found him.

You were never on that road.

Can we trust him?

Totally.

What about Virginia Goodman?

I had to tell her everything.

Everything?

Everything.

And how do you feel?

You were right.

She's very good.

Can we trust her.

Tell me, what was the matter with the prosecution?

With the plane's noise, I couldn't hear you.

Nothing, nothing. Don't worry.

What the hell was that?

Felix, can you hear me?

Adrian, are you there?

Give me a moment.

I'll call you.

Sh*t...

No one has met the judge.

The prosecution has no witnesses.

It was all my invention, which I

shaped, gradually,

with the details you gave me.

- I tell her that this photo shows...

- This picture's fake, Mr. Doria!

And it's faked. It's a composite.

You presume things you can not know.

On Garrido I know more

than you think.

- Because'?

- You're smart, make and effort.

My wife and I know that

our son is dead.

We only want to find him just to bury him

and may he rest in peace.

But, not trusting in the

justice system, what did they have left?

Study the enemy and wait.

That's how we met.

In a theater group.

If I get to judge with what you've

told me, you'd be lost!

Now you're in my hands.

Adrian, are you there?

Your phone's off.

Everything is under control.

And the Garridos suspect that you and

you mistress are the culprits.

Since she's dead, there's only...

you.

Where did you sink the body?

There won't be no salvation

without suffering,

And you're not smarter than me.

Police, can I help you?

Mr. Doria?

My name is Tomas Garrido.

I'm Virginia Goodman.

I am the father of

Daniel Garrido.

I want to tell you what really

happened to my son.

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