Accidente (2024) s01e10 Episode Script

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The deal was you'd take out that man
for one single payment.
End of story.
Good stories always keep on going, lady.
My bank account and I are still hungry.
It's not my problem
if you can't handle your finances.
One million dollars is what I want.
These are American apples.
What's your plan?
Accuse me while confessing to your crime?
Brilliant.
It wouldn't be the first time
I avoid some vacation time in the joint
by delivering an even bigger fish.
One million dollars.
No haggling.
I hope your attorney is a tad cheaper.
I need a couple of days.
I can feed your bank account,
and you go away forever.
Deal.
THE ACCIDEN
- Dad, see how I took the ball from you?
- Shoot!
Goal!
Will this pain ever go away?
I hope we can at least
get used to living with it.
Did you read your sister's article?
She was kind enough to let me know.
She just didn't mention
that it was her own husband
who convinced me not to turn myself in.
He begged me to think about the family.
To think of Javier, Brenda, Carla.
That they were expecting a child.
He urged me to think of you.
How could I abandon you?
So I listened to him.
Typical from my brother-in-law.
It's my fault, I know.
Now I realize,
we're utterly alone in this life.
I miss you so much, Daniela.
So much.
Amid this nightmare,
I didn't have the comfort of your embrace.
It feels like I was left a widower.
That's not true.
I guess a marriage
just can't take so many hardships.
Not even ours.
Dany, you have every right to start anew.
I don't want to stand in your way.
The piece was a hit.
Did you see it?
The rest of your money.
Happy now?
And you?
Happy now?
I'm not partnering up with that guy.
I don't care if the gringos accepted him.
Charro only wants to avenge
his son's death. That's it.
- Emiliano, the thing is
- What's that, David?
The thing is, the guy is a criminal.
Emiliano
I can't get why you even contemplate
associating with a guy like that.
- God!
- Enough.
His people are already
performing excavations.
Right.
Okay, so you choose then.
- Either him or me.
- Really?
That's precisely what they're saying.
They've decided.
Get the hell out.
We had no other choice.
Have you seen Carla's article?
The gringos said that you were either out
or they'd take legal action.
Not shocked about you, David,
but you, Javier?
Oh, cut the crap, Lobo.
Stop treating your buddies like assholes.
Let me tell you something.
No friendship in the world
can withstand that amount of cash.
No.
The death of your goon
won't fix what happened to my daughter.
Whatever you do, you better do it fast.
Before they get you in prison.
And you still owe me a son.
Dude, why aren't you answering my calls?
We need to talk.
I know.
Okay.
You say Alex is innocent,
but I arrested him during a raid.
Explain this to me.
I want to understand.
It was me who was at that house.
Not Alex.
Alex was only there
because he went to look for me.
He got himself arrested to save me.
Is that the truth?
What were you doing there?
You know.
God
Baby.
Why didn't I see it?
How stupid I was to leave you alone.
- Mom, stop it.
- No "stop it."
I never thought this could happen
in my own home.
I need you to tell me all you know.
Who's selling these pills?
Nico.
Nico, your ex? Nico?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Don't move. We're not done yet.
Hi.
I know you said I couldn't go near Lucía,
but I'd like to see her.
Thank you for doing
what you did for my daughter.
And sorry for having misjudged you.
Do you think I could come in?
Sure, come on in.
Thank you.
Hey.
Dad, aren't you mad at Mom anymore?
Sometimes, we adults
are a little slow to solve things.
Paula, bless us, Paula!
I can't believe
these people are still here.
WHAT DID THE VIRGIN SAY?
There's Mom!
Come.
Paula, please go shower, okay?
You're gonna talk about me.
I want to stay.
Listen to your dad.
I'll tell you later, okay?
I hope this is quick.
I have patients due in half an hour.
The Church has closely followed
the news of your daughter.
That she could survive
so many days alone is,
without a doubt,
the manifestation of a miracle.
The Father seeks every bit of information
to relay to the Vatican,
attesting to the miracle
the Virgin performed on Paula.
Right, right.
Already picking out your outfit
for the picture with the Pope?
- Fabián
- There was no miracle here.
Paula did what anyone
would've done in her situation.
She managed to scavenge food,
drank from the river,
and thankfully, she survived.
You know there was something else.
What do you want? A miracle?
There's one right there.
Saint Roxana's resurrection.
She shows up after six years
and gets my daughter on TV in 15 minutes.
Mr. Vallejo,
I do not know your family issues,
but the Church handles these matters
with the utmost seriousness.
With your attitude,
you deprive this country of immense joy.
Keep in mind, faith is deeply rooted here.
So let's use that faith to move
your parishioners away from my house.
I hope you can consider it.
Father, may we have one moment?
Of course.
- Thank you.
- Excuse me.
She doesn't have to be an atheist
just because you are one.
Should I be taking
fatherhood lessons from you?
Well, yes, I am her mother.
And FYI, I will be seeking custody.
What is custody?
Your dad and I
are having a hard time agreeing.
So, I am going to ask a judge
to help us choose
who you will be living with, okay?
We will spend much more time together.
Bye, sweetheart.
Hey, Daniela.
We've identified Moncho Gómez's killer.
The guy's dead, Dany.
You sure it's him?
Yes, positive.
And there's more.
I'm on my way.
Our Father, who art in heaven.
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
Eulogio Pinto, AKA Barroso.
We're certain he killed your husband.
Moncho died because someone
paid that man to do it.
That someone is still free.
Chief.
Excuse me.
I thought you contacted me
because of your sister's article.
You must not have liked it.
What you said is what happened.
There's nothing I can do about that.
Someone hired the hitman.
I'll make them pay.
That's a promise.
LSM LAW FIRM
I hope one day you can understand
there was nothing I could do, Emiliano.
Are you okay?
Don't you ever do that to me again.
Mom, I'm not coming back.
I do not want to be near that guy.
Gabo's death fucked up his heart for good.
You will come back.
Because you and I are family.
You and I against the world, buddy.
Against the world.
Taking Emiliano
out of the business was easy.
I want that fucker in prison.
When that happens,
you'll get a lot of cash.
Patience, Mejías. We're doing fine.
I'm fine-tuning some details.
Do you have any kids, Ulises?
Nope. Not that I know of.
That's why patience comes so easy to you.
You can't imagine losing something so
so personal, so sacred.
It's like
this perfect pain.
A black hole living right here.
It won't grow old.
It won't rest.
I don't have kids,
but I understand what you say.
I'll make sure Emiliano is in prison soon.
Sleeping among criminals.
Not knowing
if he'll be alive the next day.
Good.
- Count on it.
- Thanks.
I begged you not to publish anything,
and you destroyed Emiliano all the same.
If the deal dies, it'll be 'cause of you.
- 'Cause of me? For real?
- We were a team, right?
- Right.
- Your words, a team.
Yes, we were, love.
Until you, in your infinite wisdom,
chose to add Lupita.
Whatever happened with her
meant absolutely nothing.
Okay? Zero.
- You finally fucking acknowledge it!
- There.
Whoa!
You didn't accept it 'cause you had balls,
you did it 'cause you're just stupid.
Knock it off, okay? Fucking annoying.
Shit, so now I'm annoying!
You should be thankful that
I didn't fucking include you in my story.
I know it was you who convinced Moncho.
Yola told me.
Shit, David, what a
You're such a disappointment.
That righteous,
fantastic, bright guy I admired so,
who wanted to take on the world,
is completely gone.
People like you
are just gross.
So don't look at yourself in a mirror.
You didn't give a flying fuck
about taking down your own sister
as long as you got your story.
We're the same, baby.
Maybe that's why we love each other.
- Your twelve o'clock.
- Got it.
Nicolás!
Don't move, asshole.
Don't move.
No funny moves, okay?
No weapons.
- Motherfucker.
- What's this?
Hey, so business is booming
after all, huh?
- Fucking kid.
- Handcuff him.
It was Lucía, right?
So let me just tell you
that bitch is a fucking worthless junkie.
Your luck just ran out, asshole.
I'm glad you reconsidered.
Although your return
led to Peyote's death.
Please, Dad.
You didn't send Peyote to look for me.
You sent him to kill Lucía.
Alex, I know you have
a hard time believing this,
but you're the most important thing
I have left.
You're not the first or last guy
to set eyes on the wrong chick.
Such is life.
Go to hell.
Right?
Your dad and I talked things over.
- If you need help quitting the drugs
- No.
No.
I mean
Maybe I do.
I don't want anything to do
with that shit.
That's the best news in this breakfast.
Yes.
- What now?
- Let me see.
Help yourself.
Dany, so sorry to come over like this,
but I have a warrant
revoking your husband's pretrial release.
Emiliano, you have to come with me.
- Why? What happened.
- Ask him.
This asshole is making stuff up
to get me back in jail.
So what was it now?
You went to Agustín Mejías' house.
You attacked him.
There's a recording.
Emiliano went to Charro's house
because that guy came here first.
He came in threatening our daughter.
Dany, I'm sorry, I don't make the laws.
I'm just doing my job.
Let's go.
You're enjoying this.
Rivera, handcuffs.
- No, one second.
- They can't do this.
Come.
Take care of your mother, please.
It's gonna be fine, baby.
At this moment, Emiliano Lobo
is arriving at the police station.
LOCAL POLICE
Okay. Come closer now.
Emiliano, anything to say?
- Any statement?
- Excuse me. Not right now. Please.
- How do you
- Anything about Moncho Gómez?
- Anything to say?
- Let us through.
He was an innocent man!
After the arrest
of attorney Emiliano Lobo,
the affected families' call for justice
appears to be reaching its conclusion.
That jerk deserves to be killed in prison.
Who knows, maybe an inmate
might do us a favor, huh?
of Moncho Gómez, unjustly detained
following purported manipulations
by Emiliano Lobo.
Maybe Emiliano did that too.
What do you think?
For Noción News, Carla Robles.
Hello?
Right now?
Fine, I'm on my way.
See ya in a bit.
Howdy.
What's with the fucking faces?
Your men found archaeological remains
when excavating the grounds
for the theme park.
Okay.
So?
We can get some benefit, right?
Can we sell that shit?
No.
- The work was stopped.
- What?
That's closely regulated by federal law.
We're fucked.
"Fucked"? Don't be such an asshole.
The law in this country is money.
Who do we pay to retrieve the permit?
So there.
Our American partners are aware,
and want no problems
with the INAH
or any other government bodies.
They chose to terminate our contract
with no prejudice for us.
- No!
- It's over.
Who the fuck told them? We can
I did.
- What?
- I told them.
I figured this was doomed from the get-go
and this already has too much blood
Too much blood?!
Don't be stupid!
You sound like a shitty little brat!
You're just as idiotic as the other guy!
You're losing the deal
of your fucking life, you asshole!
Do you agree with this shit?
You're just a dickhead.
You're all a bunch of assholes in here!
God damn it!
With your permission, Your Honor.
We devise unique terms
to describe things we can't fully grasp.
Luck, fortune, coincidence,
destiny, magic, accident.
Life is a beautiful accident.
Some of us find the love of our life
completely by accident.
Then there are other accidents,
the ones that hurt.
Enormous, absurd, overwhelming.
Accidents that shatter the life
you once envisioned.
Emiliano Lobo would never have wished
for the unthinkable loss of his son,
as his son was the love of his life.
I know this for a fact.
Your Honor, the aftermath of this
is profoundly devastating.
It's a disgrace that has wounded
and will relentlessly wound many families.
A deeply tragic event brought about
by the irresponsibility of one individual.
The flagrant negligence of a man
more engrossed in a phone call
that held the promise of immense wealth.
There is not a shred of suspicion
that what transpired
was done with treacherous intent.
We humans cannot be held accountable
for the unprecedented strength of the wind
as it happened that day.
A day that every weather forecast
would have called ideal,
in a location where even
the most senior residents
can't recall ever seeing such conditions.
It is beyond dispute that the odds
of an accident can be boundless.
It's been suggested
that an accident's root cause
is the sum of seven human blunders.
But, Your Honor,
that argument doesn't hold here.
We have a singular error,
with a name and surname attached.
Emiliano Lobo.
There is no sinister mastermind
orchestrating this.
These are involuntary, unexpected events.
Let's not forget that God
God does roll the dice of fate with us.
What else will we tolerate?
All this has already inflicted
such havoc and caused so much grief.
A stark example of this,
the husband of someone
present here, Yolanda,
killed due to the impotence,
the seething collective anger
resulting from this accident.
What's next?
The case is glaringly obvious.
Justice must be served.
Yes, one stake was overlooked. Only one.
They could've secured all four stakes.
Even better,
it could've been eight stakes.
Even so, that gust of wind
would have lifted the bouncy house anyway,
leading to the loss of our children.
Who, then, would we hold responsible?
Today, the weight of responsibility
rests upon us to decide.
Do we want to add to the grief
these families are already bearing?
Isn't it punishment enough
that they'll bear this pain for life?
Isn't it punishment enough
to endure the absence of our children
every single day
for the rest of our lives?
That is all, Your Honor. Thank you.
Very well, having carefully considered
the arguments presented
by both the prosecution and the defense,
this court hereby sentences the accused
to two years in prison
for the crime of manslaughter
of the children Rodrigo Lobo Robles,
Gabriel Mejías Barranco,
and Mateo Campos Malpica,
without the possibility of bail.
Murderer!
Hi, Yola.
May I come in?
Emiliano sends this.
Your passports and visas
so you can go to the United States.
I thought that
That after what you said in the interview,
he wouldn't keep his word?
Well, here they are.
He did it for your children.
Everything will be
so different in the U.S.
I hope so.
You and your children
deserved none of this, Yola.
The death of Moncho
was a profound injustice.
I hope that you, and them,
can build a new life together.
Mrs. Dany!
- Quique, how are you doing?
- Good.
You know?
Two nights ago I dreamt of Rodrigo.
I miss him so much.
He was my best friend.
I brought you a gift.
- Really?
- Yes.
Rodrigo's tablet. Take good care of it.
Thank you!
Thank you!
I got your custody claim.
I'd rather you talk to the attorney.
Just know I'm not going to sit idly by.
I brought you a gift.
I hope you like it.
- Just like yours.
- Yes.
So you wear them and don't take them off
until we live together.
Okay? I'll do the same.
Mommy.
I want to live with Dad.
I like being with him.
I like his breakfasts.
I like him combing my hair.
I like my pigtails ending up all crooked.
I like my school,
even if Rodrigo's no longer there.
I don't want to go.
Besides, you like the interviews.
I don't.
I don't want to be looked at
like I'm weird.
I'm sorry, sweetie.
That wasn't my intention.
But we can make up for the time we lost.
I haven't lost the time, Mommy.
Maybe we can go on vacation together.
Would you like that?
Yes, I would.
I won't give up.
I'll be here, okay?
She'll always be yours.
No, not now, please.
An interview, please!
- How can we see Paula?
- We want to see her.
We want to see Paula, please!
Crooked pigtails? What crooked pigtails?
- They're crooked!
- Crooked pigtails?
- They're not crooked at all.
- They are. Just a little.
Daniela, come on.
Call me.
It's not worth it for us to fight.
Kisses.
And you? Are all days gonna be like this?
- Just so I know.
- Don't start, I'm not in the mood.
The little lord is in tears
over his failed million-dollar deal.
- Grow up, man.
- Go fuck yourself!
- No, fuck you.
- Fuck you!
- Grow the fuck up!
- Bitch.
Learn something
out of this whole mess, man.
- You learn something, bitch.
- Sure, I don't even wanna see you.
- I'll get ready.
- You do that. You look like hell!
And you? Fucking bar hopper,
drinking all day long?
- Fuck you!
- You've got nothing!
No money, no friends, no dignity,
pretty much no wife.
Go fuck yourself now!
I feel sorry to tell my son
you're his fucking dad.
- Bye!
- Sorry to have a mother like you.
- Asshole! Get out of here!
- Sure, baby.
Fucking shit.
Yes, Charro?
I have news. The gringos agreed
to reevaluate the situation.
They'll be here in half an hour.
Javi is also on his way.
Hurry up.
What's up, Matamoros?
Hey, Charro.
Where's Javi?
Getting some papers, I think.
Come. I want to show you something.
Calm the fuck down.
You look all tense.
We're practically family, eh?
Think about it.
Your brother-in-law killed my boy.
Your sister-in-law killed
my right-hand man, and you, well
You fucked my wife, eh?
They say misfortunes
bring families together.
You and I have a bunch of those.
I truly believe we can still fix things.
- Going forward, something new.
- I agree. I'm with you, man.
I wake up every day
thinking the same shit.
Something good needs to come out of this.
Then I turn around, I look at my wife,
and all I can think about is you,
between her legs,
sticking your ugly dick in.
No, Charro.
- I don't know ho
- Look.
Your brother-in-law is now in prison.
So what do we do with you?
- Look, I have this business
- Remember what I told you at the party?
When you were hitting on my wife?
What did I tell you?
You said that if I went too far,
you would put one between my eyes.
Fucking good memory, man.
So what did you do?
- I went too far.
- You went too fucking far!
Yes, I did, I
But I did apologize,
I asked for forgiveness
I swear I have this business that
Man, it is just right for you
You did go too far.
All yours, Beard-man.
Hey, it's David. Leave a message.
Hey, it's David
Javier, I'm sorry I'm calling this early.
David didn't come home last night.
Do you know where he is?
We fought yesterday, but
It's not like we've never fought before,
and he always comes home.
I'm only getting his voice mail
If you know something,
can you call me, please?
Kisses. Call me, please.
Change that face, man!
You should be happy that
your brother's murderer is in prison.
Come eat, boy.
I'm not hungry.
Oh, man.
I wasn't aware I had guests.
Tequila?
You're under arrest as the mastermind
behind the death of Moncho.
Ramón Gómez.
Cut the crap.
Some other guy killed Moncho, not me.
We found evidence
inside the car of Eulogio Pinto.
AKA Barroso.
- Name sound familiar?
- No.
The man who did
the dirty work for you back in Jalisco.
Here's the list of all deposits
you made to him for the last five years.
Your time has come, asshole.
I don't know what's with you,
but I'll talk to my attorney.
You'll talk to everyone, God included.
Get moving.
I told you we'd be a family again, buddy.
By trying to escape from pain,
I made things worse.
Another child will never replace Mateo.
When I told Javier
I slept with Mauricio.
he gave me this look.
Sheer sadness.
It just broke my soul.
That's not how I want to have a child.
It's a tribute to Mateo.
My way of saying
I'm still betting on this family.
I have an appointment tomorrow
with a vasectomy reversal specialist.
Let's do what needs to be done.
We'll be stubborn
until we get some good news.
Daddy.
I won't talk about the Virgin anymore,
or about what happened here.
Why is that?
Because it is mine.
It happened to me.
No one else can understand it.
I want it to stay here.
And here.
Sweetheart.
And it is final.
The theme park construction was cancelled.
All this tragedy for some $40 million,
just for it to end up falling through.
Life is so good at mocking us.
I wouldn't even dare
to call it poetic justice.
How is Lucía doing?
I see that she's much better.
She hasn't missed any appointments
for Narcotics Anonymous.
NARCOTICS ANONYMOUS
She's clean, relaxed.
I don't know, she's at peace with herself.
You know? She was right.
Alex is a good boy.
What they have is a healthy relationship.
I'm glad for her.
Any news about David?
Nothing at all.
Excuse me, can I give you some flyers?
Carla has been running
this huge campaign on social media.
MISSING
She covered all of Santa Cruz
with his picture, but no one knows.
Sometimes she just thinks
he simply decided to run away.
He just vanished
from the face of the Earth.
Just like so many others in this country.
It hurts so much to see you here.
You don't belong here.
I have talked a lot with Fabián
about forgiveness.
I have finally understood
that we all can make mistakes.
I made a serious mistake with Lucía.
I just find it unbearable
to live without Rodrigo.
I don't even want to imagine
what it'd be like to live without you.
People say pain is the best teacher.
But I don't want to learn anymore.
I just want to stop learning.
Stop punishing yourself, okay?
Maybe we just simply
must learn to dance
under the thunderstorm.
And you've always been
my best dance partner.
Will you wait for me?
You have no idea how much I paid
so they'd put me
in the same prison as you, asshole.
It's not the same one, Charro.
Yours is hatred.
Mine is guilt.
We all deal with our own sentence.
Subtitle translation by: Francel Diaz