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No.

He crossed over.

He managed to cross over.

That's a relief.

Yes, it is.

Where is the horse now?

At Arturo's place.

Who is Arturo?

Arturo is a neighbor.

He works with my dad.

I never saw him again.

The horse?

Yes, I never saw him.

And Arturo?

I never saw him again either.

It all caught fire.

What happened?

Enough.

You don't want to carry on?

I don't know.

Do you want us to take a break?

Yes.

Are you tired?

A little.

Are you sad?

Very sad.

We'll stop.

- My head hurts a little.

- That's normal.

I think I need to sleep.

Sleep.

She'll probably sleep for a long time,

she was very tired.

Thank you very much, Doctor.

Excuse me.

I'll need to see her again

before you leave.

Something was left unresolved.

A second session would do her good.

I'll come back tomorrow evening.

Doctor...

that never happened.

Everything she just said

isn't true.

It never happened.

When her grandfather died,

we stopped going to that house.

She never had a horse.

That never happened.

Don't worry, Mr. President.

Everything a patient says

in a hypnotic state

might not be true,

might not be a memory.

Doctor, you don't understand me.

She spoke of the house,

the corral, Arturo.

That did all exist.

But she was never there.

Because she wasn't born yet.

How do you feel?

Good.

Do you remember anything?

No.

Nothing.

Being confined

doesn't make us free, comrades.

I don't understand why,

when we have the opportunity

to form an alliance with a bigger,

more diverse market,

a market that will favor trade

with the whole world,

we close the door on them.

In the name of what nationalism?

Who wins and who loses

in this adventure?

Are we so sure we'll all win?

Are we so sure,

President Oliveira Prete?

We must acknowledge,

that our countries, our region...

Hernn,

we must leave.

We must get up and leave, now.

Please.

It is not through

declarations of principles

that we will change

the terrible economical inequality

suffered by all countries

of our region.

It is through

steady economic development...

Sir,

do you need anything?

Did you hear me?

I'd like to drive.

Go to the other car.

I can't do that, Mr. President.

Yes you can.

Trust me.

Alright.

Is there a problem, sir?

- Don't worry. I'm going to drive.

- As you wish.

Come.

Come sit up front.

How long since you last drove?

A long time.

Since you became president or before?

Since becoming president, surely.

I drove in Santa Rosa.

Yes.

You liked being on the road.

I like it.

Do you still drive?

Very little.

I prefer not to,

I don't like driving as you know.

Of course.

But you have the car, don't you?

- Yours?

- Yes.

Yes, of course, but I don't use it.

Because?

Because it's embarrassing, Dad,

everyone knows it.

It's Blanco's white car.

"Blanco's white car."

"The color of victory is Blanco!"

"With Blanco,

there's no black market!"

"He's not in the red, vote Blanco!"

OK.

"No blank votes, only Blanco votes!"

The one I liked best was...

"Argentina, pale blue and Blanco!"

They really went for it!

Like you, a man like you...

Don't torture me with that.

He wants the best

Like you, a man like you

A new dawn

Like you

A man like you!

I don't have time.

- No time for a girlfriend.

- Correct.

How long since you've

been with someone?

- What?

- Sexually.

- Go on, tell me.

- No, it's none of your business.

- Yes it is, I'm your daughter.

- Exactly.

What a fraud.

And you?

- I'm not telling you.

- See? You don't dare either.

- If you do, I will.

- No.

Go on, if you do, I will.

No way.

We could say how long

but not who with.

It's no big deal.

Just say how long, that's all.

Go on, tell me.

Yesterday.

You're lying.

Who with?

It's your turn.

When?

I'm waiting.

One week ago.

One week?

Yes, you think that's a lot or a little?

That depends. With whom?

No, don't bother asking.

- Tell me who, right now.

- No, you're breaking the pact.

I'm the president.

I won't tell you.

Every now and again I see him, too.

- Camao?

- Yes.

It's difficult, with the boys and all...

- This conversation is ridiculous.

- I agree.

I don't think you should see Camao.

He's a dangerous guy.

No, Dad.

Esteban is a country guy.

Now, his father-in-law is president

and he feels like an idiot.

And he feels abandoned,

that he no longer has your trust.

Sharing your secrets

was important for him.

I think that's all it is.

He was always the same.

I've known him since I was 15.

What?

I've known him

since I was 15 years old.

He's always been the same.

He liked going out

with his rugby pals, being the leader,

who'd seduced the mayor's daughter.

Marina.

What?

You met Camao in La Plata.

He's from La Plata.

What?

You became his girlfriend

when you studied in La Plata.

He played rugby there.

He came to Santa Rosa

when you graduated.

Dad, you're scaring me.

I didn't study in La Plata.

I don't even know La Plata.

Do you remember the house?

The Orange Trees?

Yes, of course.

- Did you ever go there?

- Many times.

What else do you remember?

I remember the house,

the orange trees,

the horse.

The horse?

Mum gave it to me.

No, you did.

It was in the corral,

I liked to look after it.

But I couldn't ride it,

it was very big.

I remember the day it escaped.

Mum was already ill.

I went out to find it and got lost.

A neighbor had it.

Arturo.

He never gave it back.

He was quite a good pal of yours.

He worked with you at City Hall,

you did business together.

He had a son my age.

Arturo Valbuena,

worked with me at City Hall,

a long time before you were born.

I never saw them again,

they left, I don't know why.

Where do you hear all this?

Who are you talking to?

- You set his house on fire.

- I didn't set anyone's house on fire.

Yes, you set it on fire.

I didn't set any house on fire.

I remember it all, Dad.

Enough!

Enough.

- Go in.

- Thank you very much.

I'll leave you alone.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

Good afternoon, Mr. President.

It's not a good idea

for you to see her today.

How is she feeling? How is she?

Take a seat, please.

Thank you.

More strange things have happened.

False memories.

As if she were inventing

a life she didn't have.

It's common, after hypnosis,

for these "strange" things

you mention to appear.

Reality is no longer

a safe and stable place.

The subconscious, to avoid suffering,

to heal old wounds,

can create dialogues

about a different reality,

otherwise known as fiction.

But these things didn't happen to her.

They are things I never told her.

With all due respect, Mr. President,

how can you be so sure?

I'm sure.

Absolutely sure.

Then what are you worried about?

My daughter's health, Doctor.

If you'll let me hypnotize her

more deeply, one more time,

I can confirm, with certainty,

the origin of these memories.

But, this would of course mean...

that I get involved with your secrets.

No.

I told you

I don't want you to see her.

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