The Absent Voice (2024) s01e01 Episode Script

(LINE RINGING)
(SIGHS WEARILY)
(PHONE VIBRATING)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING
IN BACKGROUND)
JOSÉ: Cande, I'm still at the clinic.
It's nothing. I'm waiting for
the complicated patient I told you about.
I'm running a little late,
just so you know.
Okay, honey.
Remember the reservation is in an hour.
Don't be late.
(GUNSHOT)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
THE ABSENT VOICE
PABLO: In psychoanalysis,
we say that the death drive is
the force that takes us
to the places that do us wrong.
It's like that unstoppable impulse
to find an ex on social media.
(ALL CHUCKLING)
It's the always failed attempt
to recover a lost pleasure.
That's why we choose desire.
Desire is the enemy of the death drive.
Desire opens up the doors to worlds
where we can find
the meaning of our lives.
Thank you.
(ALL APPLAUDING)
(WHISPERING) Sir
(INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION)
MAN: Unfortunately,
we will have to cancel
the question round for our expert.
Sorry for the inconvenience.
Thank you.
- PABLO: Good evening.
- That way.
I want to see him.
- We're not authorized.
- Please, I need to see him.
Open it. He's his brother.
Superintendent Oscar Bermúdez.
- Pablo Rouviot.
- I'm very sorry for your loss.
(EXHALES HEAVILY)
SARA: Pablo.
Pablo.
PABLO: Mom.
Just like your father.
(EXHALES)
I can't believe it.
Who found him?
Candela.
I don't get what happened.
I don't understand.
Have you told Bruno?
(SNIFFLES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SOBBING)
Dad
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
- What are you up to?
- The psychiatrist who killed himself.
Your life's a piece of cake.
Do you know how much
I'd love to be relaxed, filing all day?
I'll trade whenever you want.
I can't wait to get
the fuck out of this city.
You'll miss me. Shut up.
Like you miss an ulcer
CECILIA BERMÚDEZ
DEPUTY INSPECTOR
MAN: Cecilia, they need you upstairs.
The inspector is coming.
Come in, please, this way.
Sit there, please.
It was my father-in-law's gun.
I didn't know he had kept it.
Mainly after what happened.
Do they scare you?
- What?
- Guns, do they distress you?
Yes.
But you touched it.
I touched it?
Yes, you touched the body too.
- Your hands were bloody, your clothes--
- OSCAR: The lady already explained.
She found her husband like that,
and her instinct was to hug him.
Yes, which makes
analyzing the scene more difficult.
I'm sorry. I don't understand.
Did I do something wrong?
No, not at all.
The officer will proceed
with the routine questions.
(CLEARS THROAT)
When did you arrive at the clinic?
(DOOR OPENS)
How did it go?
I don't know.
They say I have to sign some papers
and then I can leave.
- And this?
- José's stuff.
They already gave them back?
No, thank you, Pesoa.
It's settled then?
My love to your family.
What happened to the expert's report
on the electronics?
It's done, Cecilia.
- What's done?
- It's done, it's over.
Orders from the boss.
From now on, paperwork.
What paperwork, Dad?
I'm not your father here,
I'm your superior.
And I'm telling you
the deceased's mother wants to move on.
This is bad publicity for any business.
And even more for a psychiatric clinic.
- It's logical.
- Logical?
The dad blows his head off,
and now the son.
It's textbook.
Honestly, this is great for me.
One less problem.
I'll help you.
Do you want me to keep it?
Yes, please.
It was our anniversary two days ago.
And I didn't realize.
I didn't realize.
I don't know, I don't get it.
Don't punish yourself.
What are you taking?
Sertraline.
Your mom gave it to me.
Whatever you need is fine,
but you'll still feel the pain.
What did you argue with him about
at the party?
Please.
I saw you fighting.
I want to know what you told him.
What did you tell him?
You think I wanted
to fuck with my brother's life?
I came all the way here, after 20 years,
because he asked me to come.
I'm sorry.
I don't even know what I'm saying. Sorry.
- Stop, Cande. Stop.
- No, I want to walk.
I need air.
The collective thought
we all have today is
why.
Why do people do what we do
feel what we feel
want what we want.
And my conclusion, after all these years
running the clinic, researching,
is that the human mind,
the spirit of a person
always hides a certain mystery.
(SIGHS WEARILY)
JOSÉ: How are you, brother?
You came!
It's so good to see you!
CANDELA: What are you doing here, Pablo?
Why do you suddenly care
so much about your family?
Hey, it's been so long.
- How are you?
- Fine.
CANDELA: What did you argue
with him about at the party?
What did you tell him?
Stop! Stop, Pablo.
We started off on the wrong foot.
This isn't what I wanted
to talk to you about.
I have to tell you something,
something nobody knows.
I did something terrible.
- And? You want to tell me?
- Yes.
The brother who disappeared,
who went away.
Why?
Because you're the only one
who can tell me if I'm a monster.
SARA: José, they're waiting for you
to make a toast.
Yes, I'm coming.
We'll continue later.
(CELL PHONE BEEPS)
(SIGHS SOFTLY)
Bruno.
Enter the code
Candela.
- Are you okay?
- Perfect.
JOSÉ: Cande, I'm still at the clinic.
It's nothing. I'm waiting for
the complicated patient I told you about.
I'm running a little late,
just so you know.
Mom
H.H. (5) Phone
H.H. (8) Voice Message
H.H.
Calling
(LINE RINGING)
AUTOMATED VOICE 1: The user
you're calling is not available.
"Hernán Hontou."
(LINE RINGING)
- AUTOMATED VOICE 2: Hello.
- Hello, good evening--
Thank you for calling
the Hontou Foundation.
Our working hours are
from Tuesday to Sunday--
- She's waiting for you.
- Thank you.
Did something happen to Hernán?
Mr. Pablo Rouviot, nice to meet you.
I tried to reach your son.
Unfortunately, his psychiatrist
passed away.
I come on behalf of the clinic.
I didn't know
Hernán was in treatment again.
Since three months.
You can imagine how hard it is
to lose his therapist.
I'm in charge of the transition.
Transition?
Yes, of course, to another therapist,
another professional.
Excuse me,
who's paying for this treatment?
Because I'm not, and his father isn't.
I don't handle that information.
I imagine himself.
Sir, Hernán is a kid
with serious problems.
He's an addict,
among other things.
A while ago, his father and I understood
we weren't doing him any favors
by paying his expenses.
Even if that distances him from us.
Sorry, I won't waste
any more of your time.
But if he reaches out to you,
or if you can give me his contact,
I'd appreciate it.
He changes his phone all the time.
Persecutory syndrome would be the term.
Paranoid psychosis.
And could I talk to his father?
If you don't get dizzy.
Hello. Yes.
Hello.
Rouviot, I knew you were coming.
Women talk.
Can we talk for a moment?
PABLO: It's possible that Hernán
is suffering a psychotic break.
Is that serious?
Yes, it's serious.
Yes, it sounds serious.
We have to find him soon.
I can imagine.
We, as a clinic, take responsibility
for each of our patients.
How much?
How much what?
How much does he owe you?
No, that's not the point.
Look, I take responsibility
for my fuck-ups.
I'm 60 years old, I'm divorced,
I live here, in this boat.
Now, my son
My son is an adult.
That's my limit.
No, thank you.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hernán.
Hernán.
Hello?
Hernán?
Hernán?
Are you there?
Hernán?
We need to talk.
Are you there?
Hernán.
Hernán!
COACH: Go!
Go! Come on!
Rotation!
Rotation, Bruno!
- Stop, Bruno.
- MAN: Rotate, Bruno!
COACH: Go rest.
Come on, go rest.
Go.
Okay, guys. Everyone come here.
- What are you looking at?
- Calm down. Stop.
I know a place that you'll love.
"The projectile enters through the chin,
goes through the occipital cavity,
"and, according to the exit angle,
"it has a trajectory consistent
with the angle of the victim's left arm."
"The fingerprints on the gun match.
"Traces of gunpowder
were found on his fingers.
"He died instantly between 2200 and 2400."
I know nobody wants to hear this
about a loved one. I'm very sorry.
My brother didn't commit suicide.
Why do you say that?
Because I know him.
Things aren't adding up.
For example, his last patient disappeared.
Did you know your brother had
some serious debt?
I don't doubt the possible motives.
I doubt the method.
My brother hated guns.
When my father shot himself,
he was the one who found the body.
I can assure you he wouldn't want to leave
that image in his family's memory.
Some people,
when they commit suicide, don't think--
You don't commit suicide
because you want to, but because you can.
And my brother
wasn't capable of killing himself.
I assure you.
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(MAN GRUNTING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(RADIO STATIC)
Bruno?
(RADIO STATIC CONTINUES)
(SCREAMS)
(PANTING, WHIMPERING)
(SOBBING)
Are you okay?
Mom!
Mom!
What's wrong?
(BREATH TREMBLING)
- Your career is meteoric.
- Huh?
Matilde and Gladis Colache, sisters.
Eighty and 84 years old,
they live together in Flores.
They accuse each other
of repeated attempts of poisoning.
- No, come on, don't do this to me.
- You know the issue is not with me.
- How long will you have me in a time-out?
- You can't barge in. Don't overstep.
What you're doing is absurd!
Giving me these shitty cases.
They're good to hone your chops.
Hone my chops?
I'm scarred from so many chops.
You're punishing me.
- Don't be ridiculous!
- I'm not ridiculous!
I know you're hurt
because I disobeyed you
and neglected my career, but loosen up!
I won't have this discussion again.
You know very well
I'm better trained than most people here
to take care of any case.
- What's up, man?
- What's up?
- All good?
- Yes, and you?
Come, this way.
- Hey, Miguel.
- MIGUEL: Hello.
How are you? All good?
- Hey, what's up?
- BRUNO: Hi.
You have to leave your phone here.
Relax, no one will steal it. Seriously.
Thanks.
The arms, man.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
LUCAS: This way, my friend.
(CROWD CLAMORING)
What's the deal? How does it work?
No killing. That's the only rule.
(CLAMORING CONTINUES)
Kill him!
Wuss!
(ALL CHEERING)
MAN: What the fuck is that?
(MAN GRUNTING)
No!
No!
(RAÚL GROANS)
(MUFFLED SPEAKING)
(RAÚL SCREAMING)