Diary, The (2024)

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Nelson.

Don't wander away, Vera.

I won't.

Nelson.

Nelson.

Vera?

Vera. Vera, honey.

He stopped crying.

I say we play with Nelson.

Vera?

No puppy.

And don't call him Nelson anymore, please.

Okay.

Well...

Honey, breakfast is ready.

Did you pack all your things for school?

Yes, everything is ready.

What's for breakfast?

The Diary

Vera, your things!

You didn't even take your backpack.

Sorry.

Don't open the fridge

if the lights are acting up, my girl.

We agreed yesterday.

But I'm hungry!

What will you cook for me?

Pizza.

Pizza?

Two nights in a row? Forget it.

All right, pizza and salad.

Pizza, salad, a bath and no cell phone,

or salad, cell phone, a bath and no pizza?

I prefer pizza.

Smart girl.

- Go take a bath, then.

- Okay.

Hi, Vctor.

- Let me know when you're done, honey.

- Yes, Mom.

Well, I was trying to call you

to share how Vera is doing

in her sessions.

Carlos says there's some progress.

She talks a lot more,

she's adapting very well to her new life.

She likes her new house,

which makes me very happy.

But, well...

You know this already.

The recurrent issue is Mariana.

She doesn't get along with her.

I shouldn't have to ask, but...

Protect your relationship with Vera, okay?

And tell Carlos as well,

so we're on the same page.

What else?

Well, nothing.

See you soon.

I'm done, Mommy!

VICTOR

I'm busy, I'll find you soon.

Has she said anything about the dog?

How many sessions does she have left?

I choose the third option.

- You know what the third option is?

- No.

I love you

to infinity and back.

- There's no end?

- There's no end.

How about we go to sleep

and we leave the whales for tomorrow?

Deal?

Good night.

Vera.

Vera, honey, go back to your bed, please.

Vera?

I get it, Majo,

but the chest isn't ours.

The previous owners

must have forgotten it,

and when they realize,

they'll want it back.

Okay. Call me. Thanks.

One last thing.

The lights are still malfunctioning.

Could you send someone over?

Thanks.

Goodbye.

Ma'am, Mr. Vctor is here.

Yes, Pedro, let him in.

Okay, ma'am.

Thanks.

Honey!

Your dad's here!

Vera?

Hi.

I packed her clothes and two pajamas.

And Fanti, right?

- Fanti.

- Fanti.

Oh, Fanti. Vera!

We don't want to repeat last week's scene.

No, we don't. She's bringing him.

- Daddy!

- Darling!

Come here.

- Come here.

- I'm coming.

Look what I made you.

- For me?

- Yes.

Honey, it's incredible. Thank you.

Hey, are you ready for an amazing weekend?

Yes, super ready.

Yeah? Okay, first we're going to...

The horses.

First, we're going to finish your room.

Okay, but just you and me.

Yes, and Mariana will help us a bit.

Mariana...

Then I'd better not go.

- What?

- I'll stay with Mom.

Remember our deal.

But, Mom, everything is a deal!

You told me this weekend we'd be alone,

and that we'd go see the horses.

- Why do you lie to me?

- Well, plans change.

Plans change, honey.

Besides, changing plans

is what wise people do, right?

Come on, darling. Let's go.

Have a great time.

I'll tell you what,

you can choose a movie tonight,

and meanwhile, I can make popcorn.

- Okay?

- Hey...

You force them to be together everywhere.

Can't you be away from Mariana one day?

Just don't lie to her.

I'm not lying to her.

And don't forget to call Carlos.

I will...

When I can.

Say goodbye to your mom.

Say, "Bye, Mom."

Hello?

Do you know whose it is?

But it must belong to somebody.

Yes.

I'll do it, then.

Bye.

The medication helps increase

the threshold of pain under t*rture

It surprises me the tolerance

that the fear of dying provokes

I recognize that look

when you know that you have lost control

Final stage

Their mind persists, their body doesn't

Time of death! 3:34 am

Yes?

Everything's fine.

What?

You can't compare yourself

to an 8-year-old-girl.

What happened? How is she?

Hi, honey. She's fine.

- And her hand?

- Her hand is fine.

The doctor is stitching her up.

- It was a clean cut.

- A clean cut?

Yes, I'm so sorry.

It was really just a second.

I turned to the fridge

and when I turned around...

What? She wasn't with you?

No, she wasn't.

She was with me because

we were going to make lunch together.

- I made sure to put the knives away.

- Not all of them.

Look, Olga.

- She just told you she put them away.

- Sorry.

Can you get us some water?

Don't worry. Accidents happen.

She's hurt herself

a few times with me, too.

Yes, but enough to end up in the hospital?

No, not that.

What happened?

Honestly, I don't really know.

It's not clear to me.

I was about to start cooking

and she told me

she wanted to cut the onion.

I told her she couldn't, that it was

dangerous, to please put the knife down.

And she didn't?

No, she didn't.

I went to her, I took the knife,

I put it in the drawer,

I turned towards the fridge...

And when I turned back,

she had cut herself.

So she took it and cut herself?

Just like that?

Vera Rodrguez Chavarra.

Did she do it on purpose?

I don't know.

No, I'm sure she didn't.

No, of course not.

- Good afternoon. I'm Dr. Mendiola.

- Hello.

Come with me, please.

I know children can be very restless,

and they don't have much patience,

but it's important

she doesn't strain her hand.

No writing or drawing.

Try to make her eat with the left hand.

Take her to her doctor

in three days. Okay?

Okay.

- Thank you.

- No, thank you. Excuse me.

She'll want to come with me and she can't.

- She can't come home.

- Why?

There's a strong smell.

A gas leak I haven't fixed,

and since I had to rush to the hospital...

I imagine no one can help me now.

I can help you.

What do you need?

Well...

A place to crash.

You can stay with us if you want.

It's no problem.

I can stay with Brenda.

She still has some of my stuff.

- Really?

- Yes.

I need to rest.

- Yes, but...

- And so do you.

It'll be good for all of us.

I'll bring you some breakfast tomorrow.

- Bye, Olga.

- Bye.

Is she living at the house?

Seriously?

I'll tell you later, okay?

Here's your water.

This one here is without cheese.

- Really?

- I'm watching my weight.

- You're watching your weight? Why?

- I am.

And this one? The owl goes here.

That's not true.

Vera. Vctor!

Honey, don't strain your hand.

You gave yourself a big cut.

- But it doesn't hurt.

- Until it does.

How did you cut yourself?

Darling, go to the living room

and pick a movie.

- We'll be right there. Okay?

- Okay.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Talking.

What for?

What do you mean, "what for"?

Yeah, what do you want to talk for?

She's going through a phase

and she doesn't feel like sharing.

Can't you see?

She doesn't want to talk.

Yet she sees a therapist every Monday

because you want her to.

Okay, that's enough.

If she doesn't want to talk,

that's fine, too.

How can it be fine

if she cut her own hand?

It's nothing. It was an accident.

What if it wasn't an accident?

Vctor, you weren't there.

You don't know what happened.

You'll give her a complex

with this idea that she has to talk

to you, to me, to the psychologist.

Enough. Stop.

What happened with the dog

wasn't an accident.

And she wasn't talking to anybody then.

You know what's gonna happen?

Next time something bad happens,

I won't tell you.

Well, make sure it doesn't happen again.

PARANORMAL EVENTS

Here you go.

Thanks.

You aren't going to eat more?

No, I'm leaving to see

if I can fix the gas leak.

I'll come with you.

No, honey, you stay with your dad.

- Hi.

- No, I'm coming with you.

Hon, you're staying with your dad, okay?

You're leaving already?

I am. It looks tasty.

- What's this?

- Try that delicacy.

Hi.

She'll stay with you until I call, okay?

- Until you call me?

- I'll let you know when it's fixed.

- She'll refuse.

- Vctor, please.

- She'll refuse.

- Please.

- Thank you for the bread, Mariana.

- You're welcome.

- Bye.

- Have a nice day.

Hello.

Everything all right?

No.

To be honest, I don't know

who to ask for help.

Please, come with me to my house.

You don't believe me.

Well, it's not that I don't believe you.

You said there was one of these next

to the trash containers, and there wasn't.

The truck must have taken it.

Okay, yes.

It's hard to believe.

I don't understand, but we're here now.

Let's go upstairs.

You're getting dizzy.

- A little.

- Let's get some water.

No, wait.

- How the f*ck is this possible?

- I don't know.

I swear I don't know.

What's inside?

A bunch of things.

Notebooks, programs. Personal stuff.

Personal? Whose?

It just so happens

that the chest isn't anybody's.

I'm certain that this was empty

when we got here.

I doubted it for a second,

but I swear it was empty.

- Carlos.

- What was that?

- Did you hear that?

- What was it?

Martn Muoz Araujo.

The victim of this journal.

- Age?

- Thirty-two.

Not here, either.

It's as if the victims never existed.

They don't show up on the Internet.

Do you think this is all real?

That all those people were m*rder*d?

Look.

"3:49, they lose consciousness.

"I up the dosage to 200.

"4:14, they start having seizures.

"Time of death: 6:35."

It's too detailed

to just be a fantasy, isn't it?

If they didn't do it, if they didn't k*ll

anybody, they definitely wanted to.

I don't think it's a fantasy.

And they write a lot about their past.

Especially about a shaking.

"Everything was shaking.

"Where I was living, with whom, how.

"My life wasn't mine.

And I warned them. I never lied.

"I wanted order, a solution.

"I asked for it, but I didn't get it.

"I had to do it myself.

"The shaking only confirmed everything.

"I had to take control.

"Luckily, causing someone's death

isn't always m*rder."

I put all my savings

in this house, damn it.

What am I going to do?

Can I see?

- Do you want coffee?

- Yes, thank you.

I was thinking...

I'd like to show the notebooks

to a friend of mine.

Actually, she was my teacher.

She's a graphologist.

And?

I don't know.

I'm thinking if we identify the author,

we'll know what to do.

You don't know how many details

calligraphy can uncover.

I don't know. I'm not sure.

I don't have to give her details.

I don't even need to tell her

where they came from.

Look, she's a guide.

She can give us some ideas...

I don't know, a point of view.

Ma'am, Mr. Vctor is here.

Damn, Vctor and my daughter are here.

What?

The chest.

We have to hide the chest.

Let them in.

Help me hide the chest.

What?

It's me. It's me you should be hiding.

I don't think Vctor and Vera

should see me in your kitchen...

Take care of the chest.

Olga, don't let Vctor come in.

Mommy!

Verita.

What happened?

Couldn't you pick up the phone?

- I wasn't paying attention to it.

- I could tell.

What are you doing here?

I wanted to be with you.

Is it complicated

to take care of your daughter?

What's the gas leak's name?

No.

I don't mean to ruin your plans,

but answer the phone.

No, please. That's not it.

She has you wrapped

around her finger. Give me that.

Say hi to the gas leak for me.

Vera, honey, I need to tell you something.

Is he your boyfriend?

- No, of course not.

- No, honey, of course not.

I called him because I needed his help.

Why?

What happened to your hand?

An accident.

What happened to her?

She cut herself yesterday.

They're living together.

I see.

Hey, Mom.

Did Carlos come to look at my stuff?

What?

Yes, did he come to look at my stuff?

No, honey, why would you think that?

He came to help me.

With what?

Well, to be with me.

I was a bit scared.

Well, next time, you can call me,

and I'll come here with you.

And I'll take care of you.

No, honey, I take care of you.

Mommy?

I'm sleepy. Shall we go to sleep?

Let's go to sleep.

Can you give me a hug?

I'll give you a hug.

Hi, Vctor.

Your daughter really needs a place

to keep her toys.

Are you going to give her

the present you promised?

Okay, let me know.

Thanks.

Hi, Carlos.

She took it out.

Don't wander away, Vera.

Vera. Vera, honey.

No!

Hey.

Hey, wait. Don't go.

Don't leave. Let me help you.

Sir, please leave. Leave now.

- Really.

- Dad.

- Go away.

- Calm down.

- Dad.

- I'm telling you to leave.

- That animal is suffering.

- Give it to me.

I'll take responsibility.

Don't give it to the girl.

Ma'am, tell him I can help.

I'll take responsibility.

Don't worry.

Now he's stopped crying.

Vera?

What if you had done it wrong?

You could have caused Nelson more pain.

I did it right.

Don't you think your parents

could have done it right?

My parents didn't do anything.

The man told us not to let him suffer,

and they didn't do anything.

Okay.

That's why your parents are facing

backwards in your drawing.

'Cause they didn't do anything.

Would you have done it

if they had been watching you?

Because that's what happened

when you cut your hand.

No one was watching you, right?

That was Mariana's fault.

She can't take care of me.

That's why you cut your hand.

To prove she can't take care of you.

My dad had to take care of me. Not her.

And that was an accident.

Do you want us to talk about it?

No.

Everything happened so fast.

Neither of us knew what to do.

Look, I don't decide

what's wrong and what's right,

but Vera asked to hold a puppy

covered in blood, and you gave it to her.

Vctor gave it to her.

Okay, yes, Vctor gave it to her.

But I'm not criticizing you.

Is that the issue?

That we gave her the responsibility?

Yes, in a way, it is.

Look, Vera right now is creating

the behavioral patterns she likes best.

Yes, we're letting her

develop her own identity.

No, it's not about her identity.

She's imposing her conditions

and everybody follows suit.

She doesn't think she's wrong.

Logically, 'cause nobody questions her.

I can't tell her

she's not right when she is.

You can when she picks up a knife.

Look.

Your divorce opens a breach

where Vera can take control.

And it's not the best time

for her to do so.

Could you explain this to Vctor?

Come, it's here.

So, they were all m*rder*d?

Yes, obviously.

Let me explain.

Alicia Kleinberg and Emmanuel Argello

would already be dead.

Martn Muoz had only begun

to be tortured.

He still hasn't been k*lled.

But there's another victim.

Someone from their distant past

or their inner circle.

But it was involuntary,

or a simple accident.

Or it was simple improvisation.

This woman is obsessed with suffering.

She has it all.

There's pain, sadness and angst.

Hold on. It's a woman?

Yes, it's a woman.

She's about 40 years old.

She lives a discreet life.

Full of restraint,

but perfectly adjusted to society.

You know what I mean?

Yes, she tries to appear normal.

But she's not.

This is what she is.

This notebook is

her most honest conversation.

Can we find out who she is?

No, that's not in here.

But you can begin to look

for a woman with a motor disability.

Because the way she holds the pen is,

let's say, peculiar.

Something like this.

Do you think we can still find her?

Absolutely.

These characteristics are recent.

This has just been written.

What? This isn't from many years ago?

No, these characteristics are recent.

She's learning how to write?

No, she's an adult.

She's an elementary school teacher.

An elementary teacher?

With that level of clinical knowledge?

Or maybe she k*lled more than we thought.

- Remember that case in Guadalajara?

- Excuse me.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Are you okay?

She has to go with her dad.

At least for today.

She can't stay with me, but...

What should I tell him?

To take her? Just like that?

f*ck, she's going to hate me.

Hold on, I'll text Vctor.

I'll ask him to pick her up from school

and take her to you tomorrow.

Okay, it's done.

Vera and I live with a k*ller?

Not exactly.

But you heard it just now, didn't you?

It's still being written.

Weird things are happening in my house,

and that chest is still there.

I brought my daughter

into a k*ller's house?

Remember to take no more than two per day.

One every 12 hours.

Okay.

Why don't you take a warm bath?

Try to rest. It'll help.

Thank you, Carlos.

Olga, what happened?

She's there.

She's in there.

She's in there, in my bedroom.

She's in the bedroom...

The state of manic psychosis

to which Martn must get to

it will happen in the next 72 hours.

Olga?

What are you doing? What's wrong?

She's continued to write

about Martn in the notebook.

I finally see myself in him,

in the fear of that look...

She's here.

She's k*lling

Martn Muoz Araujo right here.

Carlos, it says so in the diary.

his vital signs are starting to decrease

Easy.

I saw her, Carlos.

Damn, this wound is very deep.

I think you have to see a doctor.

I swear I saw her.

- Look...

- I saw her in my bedroom, I swear.

I'm not saying you didn't.

But you don't believe me.

I don't doubt you,

but I gave you a strong medication.

Look at me.

It's me.

The diary knew it.

It knew I was going to end up

with a cut in my eyebrow.

Or it caused it.

I don't know what to tell you.

I have no idea.

I'd like to search for Martn Muoz.

And what do you think we'll find?

I don't know. A clue?

Family, acquaintances?

Anything.

Hello?

- How are you?

- Hello.

- Good afternoon.

- Hi, little one.

How can I help you?

We're from the Commercial Registry.

We're looking for the owner,

Martn Muoz Araujo.

Who?

I'm Mara Araujo,

the owner of the restaurant.

Who did you say you were?

We're from the Commercial Registry, and...

You're Araujo?

We're looking for Mr. Martn.

Martn.

- Go play with the chairs for a bit, okay?

- Okay.

He's Martn?

My ex-husband sent you, right?

Hold on, excuse me.

The child is Martn?

That as*h*le doesn't give up.

Juan!

Juan!

Don't worry, we're leaving.

Ma'am?

Come, let's go.

What's going on, Carlos?

This is a prank.

Right?

I don't understand anything, hold on.

The diary says that baby dies at 32.

But that hasn't happened yet,

but it's happening right now.

The diary says that man is much older.

What if the woman isn't a teacher,

but she's learning how to write?

Don't strain your hand, honey.

But, Mom...

Until the wound is healed,

you shouldn't write or color or anything.

But it doesn't hurt anymore.

Honey...

Your dad's here.

- My dad? Let's see.

- Your dad!

My dad!

- Daddy, hi!

- Darling.

- Wow, I found it out there.

- How strange.

Yes, help me with the door, please.

- Okay.

- Or the owls will get in.

It's a present from Mariana and me.

Say thank you.

How pretty.

Is it pretty? How good that you like it.

Yes. Look, Mommy!

And it has plenty of space.

Stuffed animals, colors...

- Toys, bows.

- Olga.

- Open it.

- Look, Mommy.

It fits plenty of stuff...

Do you recognize any of these things?

Are you sure?

Time of death 2:48

- Is Vera home?

- Yes.

- Okay.

- She's upstairs.

What happened?

Martn is dead.

Vera k*lled him.

When...

When did she turn into this?

What have I done wrong?

- Carlos, what did I do wrong?

- Nothing.

You didn't do anything wrong.

He was in agony for four days.

For four days.

She didn't even think about stopping.

Vera didn't do anything.

But she's going to.

The Vera I'm seeing in therapy

is not this woman.

Your daughter is not a k*ller.

She's an 8-year old

who is learning to handle her emotions.

And it's good that we know this.

Why is it good?

Because we will be able to help her.

How?

At some point, by accident or by chance,

Vera will cause someone's death.

And that's the problem.

Because she will become obsessed.

But we can prevent it.

We need to find out

who she's going to k*ll and when.

When the original shaking takes place.

The shaking that triggers everything.

What if her first victim was the dog?

No, she k*lled a person.

An adult close to her.

That accidental death

was in her early years,

when she was just a child.

She still didn't feel an urge to k*ll.

The k*ller instinct

that permeates through the whole text

originates elsewhere.

I don't understand anything.

Somebody tried to k*ll her.

And that's what triggers

the sadistic behavior in her.

But who tries to k*ll her?

Does it happen during her childhood

or in her adult life?

It happens after her first victim,

but around that time.

It's around the same age.

She's still a little girl.

I'm really sorry,

but I have to go.

Yes.

- Yes, thank you, Andrea.

- Thank you.

And, Carlos, be careful

with what you're doing, eh?

- Yes.

- Bye.

Thanks, Andrea.

It's shocking, that's the problem.

But it's really cool.

I haven't dropped it.

I'm going to drop it.

An adult close to her.

The first death

was at an early age, in her early years,

when she was just a child.

And who are they?

The one on that side is my dad.

- Your dad?

- My dad.

And why is he so small?

Look. He's normal in this one.

I love it.

- Hey, Verita.

- Tell me.

And who's this girl?

It's not a girl, it's Mariana.

What's wrong?

What do I have to do

to not go back to that house?

My little darling.

Nothing.

You don't have to do anything, you hear?

To anyone, ever.

Mommy?

May I sleep with you?

Yes, honey. Come.

Come.

Yes, it's been six days, yes.

She was sick,

that's why I didn't take her to school.

No, I won't wake her up

just because you want to talk to her.

Vctor...

Hello?

Vera?

Vera, can you hear me?

It's your mom.

Honey, I want to help you.

But I need to know what happened.

What's "the shaking"?

Where I am, it still hasn't happened.

I can help you.

Honey, can you hear me?

I need you to tell me

who's going to try to k*ll you.

Vera!

No!

Vera!

- Stop!

- Open up!

Honey. It's over.

Did I do this to you?

Softly.

Done.

Then, Germany, Berlin.

France, Paris.

Denmark, Copenhagen.

Sweden...

Ma'am, Mr. Victor is here with someone.

Mommy, what's the capital of Sweden?

Yes, Pedro, let him in.

Who is it?

Mom, but what's the capital of Sweden?

The capital of Sweden?

- Um, what's the capital of Sweden?

- I don't know.

Stockholm.

- Hi.

- Hi. Are you okay?

- Yes.

- Hello, Olga.

What are you doing here?

- I came to see my daughter.

- We're worried, we want to talk.

- We're fine.

- May I come in?

- Yeah, uh, yeah.

- Yeah? Excuse...

The door got stuck.

Where's Vera?

Olga, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Where's Vera? Vera!

Vera?

Darling?

Vera?

Hi, honey.

Vera, go up to your room!

What happened to her face?

Nothing happened to her.

- What did you do to her?

- Nothing.

Why does she have marks on her face?

Look, Vctor, please. Stay calm.

You just lost your daughter.

What's going on?

Vera is not going to therapy,

you don't pick up the phone.

We haven't heard from you

in a week and a half.

- What are you doing in here?

- Taking care of her!

That's what. What are you doing here?

In my house, with Vctor?

You're risking custody.

- What are you doing?

- I can't be away from her, get it?

What's written in the diary happens.

I can't leave her alone.

And I'm alone in all this.

Look, you're not alone.

I'm here with you. Let me help you.

Calm down.

Calm down.

I swear it wasn't intentional.

The other woman was here

and I pushed the door too hard.

But did Vera see her?

Did she see adult Vera?

No.

Did you see her again?

No, she left.

But I have the feeling she's angry.

The chest is empty, there's nothing in it.

Olga.

You have to let Vera go with her dad.

No, Carlos, no.

Vera can't go with her dad.

Vera hates Mariana. She hates her guts.

Mariana is her first victim.

You're isolating Vera from the world.

This is sick, it's dangerous.

- Don't you see it?

- Aren't you listening?

Vera is only safe with me.

If I let her go with Mariana...

- She's eight years old.

- The notebook says so.

The graphologist, your friend, says so.

- The earrings, damn it.

- No.

Mariana isn't mentioned anywhere.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

Vctor is here with two police officers.

This is a mistake.

This is a mistake,

and you're all going to regret it.

I'll get my daughter ready.

Everything will be all right, honey.

Mariana and your dad

will take good care of you.

But I want to be with you.

I know, honey.

But if you behave,

they'll let you come back soon.

Vera?

Honey, just don't do anything wrong.

Okay? Be on your best behavior.

And you'll be back in two days.

Okay?

Promise me.

Promise me!

But we need some order.

We have to look for a solution.

Vera!

Should I come up with the police or what?

I'm coming.

Here.

ngela gave me tickets for the aquarium.

We can go tomorrow. Want to?

Mariana, stop. You're not my friend.

You're Vctor's girlfriend.

Vctor?

I mean, I'm not even your dad anymore?

Vera, you weren't sick, were you?

I mean, I get that your mom may lie to me.

But for you to lie to me?

That really hurts.

Vctor, please.

You lie to me, too. All the time.

But I don't force you to do anything.

I'm going to my room.

- No, finish this.

- No.

Let her go.

"Everything was shaking.

"Where I lived, with whom, how."

Them taking her was the shaking.

Vctor has to know.

- We have to show him this.

- Carlos.

You don't understand. It already happened.

What are you doing? You just took one.

They're not working.

- What do you mean? How many did you take?

- Four.

Do you have milk?

- Olga.

- Milk?

Here.

You have to drink this.

No, Carlos.

- It's not necessary.

- It is.

You have to drink it.

You have to throw up.

I was coming for you.

Okay.

Let's go.

Is it shaking?

Yes, it is.

- Let's go, let's go.

- The girl.

My daughter.

No! Vera!

Come here. No.

Don't lock the door, honey. Open.

Let's go. The ground is shaking.

This is not a game.

Open up, Vera.

Be careful. It's over.

It's over.

- Okay.

- The shaking.

The shaking.

The earthquake is the shaking.

Today, I lose my daughter.

Today, I lose my daughter.

What happened, darling? You can't sleep?

Do you want some drops?

How about you hug me instead?

Sure.

Let me see what happened.

Hello, good evening. What's the matter?

There was a landslide due

to the earthquake. The road is closed.

How long will it take?

I think about two hours.

- Two hours?

- We're doing the best we can.

What?

Vera?

- Vera?

- Vera!

Vera, honey.

Vera, are you okay, honey?

Are you okay? What happened, darling?

A nightmare?

It's okay, darling.

What are you doing?

- Get out. Lock yourself up until I say so.

- What happened?

What's wrong, honey? You're scaring me.

What are you doing with the scissors?

Go to your room

and don't come out until I say so.

- No.

- Go and don't come out until I say so.

Get in.

Now, Vera. Now!

Go to your room now.

- It's over!

- You're hurting me.

What do you mean, I'm hurting you?

What are you doing?

What were you doing? You're scaring me.

- Here.

- Wait for me.

Here.

Wait for me.

What were you doing with those scissors?

Tell me what you were doing

with those scissors.

You're scaring me.

You're scaring me.

- I want to go with my mom.

- No.

That's not going to happen.

You're not the boss of me!

What happened?

My God.

Ma'am, you have to leave.

What's her blood pressure?

Calm down.

Olga.

You should know that

Vera won't be able to go with you.

Can you come with me?

I need to get your statement.

Yes.

Can you give me water, please?

Water. I'm getting dizzy.

Come.

Get in the car.

Get in.

I won't have to go back

to that house anymore, right?

Do you know

what happened to your dad, Vera?

Vera, your dad is dead.

Don't you care?

Did you try to k*ll me?