A NETFLIX SERIES
EPISODE 1 LETHAL MEDIA
Don't look at me like that.
I didn't expect this to be my ending either.
I was sat there, like you,
thinking my life was going well.
But I was betrayed.
Haven't you ever trusted someone too much?
I have.
You think you're safe, but you're not.
Deep down, we're all hiding something.
And we shudder to think what would happen if someday someone found out.
Including you.
I caught you.
I've bought some patches.
Is everyone here now?
Can't you smell the toxic masculinity?
They're in the big room.
The egos of six developers take up a lot of space.
You know Larrea had the audacity to send me a collaboration proposal?
He practically drafted the urban planning section of the electoral program.
Be thankful, you're a woman. What do you know about houses?
Radio Bilbao want you to go in this afternoon for an in-depth interview.
More people who see you as mayor.
Perfect, but tomorrow. It's Wednesday.
Shall I buy you a spare packet just in case?
I don't smoke anymore.
-Your coat. -No.
So?
I'll assess it.
Your plans are fanciful.
You can't impose housing market regulation.
Like in Germany, Switzerland, and Denmark?
The important thing is Bilbao gets over this hiccup.
Now is not the time to be experimenting.
-You assume I don't know what I'm doing. -Sometimes I only see you.
Then I remember the party you represent.
We'll get on well.
So why are you nervous?
Malen,
they don't see you.
They only see your triumph.
You know what it cost you to get here.
To beat the others.
To beat yourself.
You've thought about quitting before, but you care about your city.
Whether they believe it or not.
And you want them to not win for once.
Enjoy it, Malen.
Enjoy the last hour before your life changes.
In the video, Vice Mayor Zubiri and a man
can be seen having sexual intercourse on a public beach.
Shortly after the video was published, it went viral on social media.
We don't know the source of the video,
but it's already a trending topic nationwide.
Remember that Malen Zubiri is, within her party,
the candidate with the best chances of becoming mayor.
What have you done, you bastard? What the fuck have you done?
Alfredo, go pick up Leire, please.
Tell her I'll explain. I'll explain everything when I see you.
Leire, darling,
Dad's going to pick you up.
Wait for him.
Once you've heard this, turn your phone off, please.
Ms. Zubiri, one question.
Anything to say? Do you know who leaked it?
-What do you have to say about the video? -Please.
Can you let me past, please?
Ms. Zubiri!
So,
did you like it?
Which did you like best? The first one?
And why?
No!
My battery's run out.
Lucas, do you know people take planes to come to this museum?
-Bego. Why won't you answer your phone? -Why are you here, Amaia?
What is it?
It's your sister, Bego.
They found her on the beach.
We live together. She's the younger one.
My mom left us the apartment when she died.
Which beach did they find her at?
Laga.
We always went there as kids.
That could explain why she chose that beach.
It's cold in here.
Good morning. This way.
I'm thirsty. Can I…
Can I have some water, please?
Oh God. Thank you.
If you prefer, we can do this another time.
Thank you.
Are you ready?
Do you want me to tell anyone?
She left her car parked at the beach.
And her shoes were on the shore.
There are no signs of violence on her body.
It was suicide.
Did your sister have a reason to take her life?
She didn't say anything unusual?
-Or behave in a way…? -Please.
Bego.
Bego, forgive me.
You're the one I'm most sorry for.
Where's Leire?
I live here too, you know?
I left you a message saying to pick her up.
I turned my fucking phone off.
Go get her. We'll talk later.
You go.
Have you seen them downstairs? They'll follow me.
Have I seen them?
They took photos of me, Malen. Of me.
I don't know if she knows or how she'll take it.
What about me?
-Look, Alfredo. -God damn it, Malen.
How was I to know I was being filmed?
-In France on a deserted beach? -I didn't even want to look at it.
Who the fuck was he?
-It doesn't matter. -Doesn't it?
-How can it not? -Call her.
-She might answer. -I don't want to talk to my daughter.
Now she knows I'm a cuckold. I can't.
How do you think I feel?
Look, go and get her. I'll explain everything to her.
Only to her.
Not a word to anyone else.
And have everyone think I cheated?
That's all I ask of you.
Nothing else.
Thank you.
You lied to me.
You knew all along who I was. All along.
You did this on purpose, right? You were after me.
Why?
What did I do to you?
Stop fucking hiding already.
Yes, I swear. Two nights in a row.
And both times we went to Morocco together?
No.
To Madagascar.
Madagascar?
Thank you.
I haven't dreamed about you.
Maybe you don't remember, but you have.
-No. -Yes.
-No. -No?
Haven't you woken up horny since you've known me?
-You love yourself, don't you? -Tell me.
You adore yourself.
Look me in the eye and tell me I'm lying.
Malentxu.
I'm sorry about what's happened to you.
Thank you, Txema.
I've made two statements supporting you. One at City Hall and one downstairs.
I really appreciate it.
Do you have any wine open?
Do you need them to come and help you with reporting it?
You have the party's legal department at your disposal.
There's no need. I'm a lawyer, I'll handle it.
No.
You can't be thinking clearly right now. You should accept help.
Alfredo isn't here? Poor guy.
Do you know if it was your boyfriend or…?
No, I don't know.
The most they've done to me is scratch my car. And I'm the mayor.
You're not a woman.
In any case, whoever did it will pay. That's for sure.
The damage is done, Txema.
Without a doubt.
I'm glad you said it.
What are you going to do?
-What do you mean? -I have to ask you.
You'll want to finish the term out of pride.
I'll defend my candidacy for mayor. And I know Miren will support me.
Malen.
You should think about this calmly.
The polls give you no margin for error, and this won't help.
Don't people know that politicians screw too?
So do parents, but who wants to see it?
Don't you see what's coming?
It'll be as important as we let it be.
And now if you'll excuse me, Txema,
I'll see you tomorrow at City Hall.
Don't you even feel…
ashamed?
Do you?
It's 2:00 a.m., 1:00 a.m. in the Canary Islands.
We have just received news of a new case of domestic violence.
In Torrefuentes, a man shot his wife dead…
Kiddo,
you start work in five hours, what are you doing?
And you?
Same as always.
Put me to sleep?
Of course.
I was thinking about Fernando.
Which Fernando?
The guitar teacher.
Why are you thinking about him?
Because I didn't actually like him, Bego.
I dated him because…
he wanted me to.
What about the time you cut my doll's hair off?
In that moment I thought, "Poor Bego."
Because I'd beat you.
But now I think, "Poor Ane."
You've never needed to please everyone.
You don't like Kepa either, then?
I love Kepa.
Well, then.
Who's a "poor Ane"?
I'd swap your life for mine right now.
No.
See?
Bego.
Come on.
Put me to sleep.
It'll all be okay.
Come on!
Begoña, what are you doing here? Don't just stand there, come in.
What is it?
Can you step out a minute?
Yes!
Have you seen Xabi?
Is he here?
Hey, there.
-You're drinking tonight? -Ander, where is he?
He's not coming out tonight. I don't know where the fuck he is.
Hey!
What do you mean she wasn't at the pool? So you just came back?
She'll be with Xabi.
Xabi isn't picking up.
-Neither are his parents. -Oh right! They're that type.
Leave her. She's digesting it. Even I get it.
What's this?
Have you been celebrating?
Lezcano came by.
According to him, I've already lost the election.
I agree.
Are you saying that to be a dick or because you really think it?
Both.
I don't know why I bother talking to you.
Lezcano offered me help with the defense.
I think he just wants to meddle.
I'd love it if our farce wasn't spoken about in a court.
You're not in love with that asshole, are you?
You don't get it at all.
I just want to move forward.
There's the politician.
Hey, ask your father to defend you.
The illustrious professor won't even pick up the phone.
He's never failed me.
Because you've never failed him.
-Hey, that's her daughter, isn't it? -It's her!
It's her daughter!
-Let go, you asshole. -It's just a photo.
Relax, I'm just doing my job.
-Calm down. What are you doing? -Cool it.
-What are you doing? It's a fucking photo. -Give me the fucking camera.
Stop!
Are you crazy or something? Fucking hell!
Jesus!
-I'll report you, you brat. -Give me the camera!
Give me it! I'm telling you to give me the fucking camera!
I'm reporting you. What the fuck?
Ms. Zubiri, what do you have to say about your daughter's behavior?
-What happened? -Nothing.
-Are you hurt? -I was just defending myself.
Why are they there?
Haven't you heard?
I've been training all afternoon.
There's a video that's everywhere.
I was filmed while I was with a man on the beach.
"With"?
Sleeping with him.
Your father and I have been living our separate lives for a while now.
When the fuck were you planning to tell me?
I'm sorry, darling.
Finally.
I was looking forward to hearing that.
I'm going to the office to sleep on the sofa bed.
For once in your life, you could be here when needed.
Don't bring up the past to cover up your problems.
I can't take any more shit today.
I can't believe it.
Are you okay?
Better than ever.
-Let me see. -I'm fine.
-We need to talk. -I said I'm fine. Okay?
If you don't answer, I'll assume you're behind this and report you.
I don't care who you are.
But maybe you've been used. I don't know, maybe…
they just wanted to screw me over and you've been caught up in it.
But I need to know, César.
Tomorrow at eight at Sopelana Beach.
-Is that you? -Hello, this is Inspector Alicia Vázquez.
Yes?
I'm from the Central Cybercrime Unit.
We deal with crimes related to privacy violations.
-How are you doing? -What do you want?
I imagine it's been a tough few days for you.
If you like, we can put you in touch with a support group.
But first, we should find time to talk. Preferably today rather than tomorrow.
Today? No, impossible. I can't today. Sorry.
The process will be respectful of you. Very discreet, I assure you.
I fully understand what's at stake in these cases.
Listen, thank you, but I'll call you when the time comes, okay?
If you're afraid to report it, I'll pursue a victimless prosecution.
Don't worry.
In any case, we'll go all the way.
How was the sofa bed?
Isn't she here?
You knew about it last night.
It was cruel to make her tell you.
Was it really self-defense with that photographer?
I'm just asking.
Didn't you and Mom love each other?
I'm just asking.
We love each other, but after you hit 40, the world isn't black and white.
But you went to your office.
Listen, Leire, what they've done to her is horrible.
And although you and I are angry now, we must never forget that. Understand?
How's Xabi?
Is he up to it?
-Of course. -We men are assholes.
You have to give us a bit of leeway.
But not much.
Come on, get changed. I'll take you to class.
I'm not going until they leave.
No way. We're leaving in 15 minutes.
-Do you know what I'm in for? -You can't hide away, Leire.
DON'T WORRY, DARLING, HE'S JUST A FRIEND
Fifteen minutes.
I'm sorry, I don't have time.
I have a thesis defense scheduled.
Just five minutes, Dad.
I imagine you don't want to talk about it.
You wouldn't want me to.
Why are you being like this?
We clearly don't know each other as well as we thought.
I'm going to talk to you as if you were on my side,
because I know deep down you are.
Malen.
What do I do?
Should I report it?
I know it's the right thing,
the exemplary thing to do.
But I just want to move on and not let this destroy my life.
-You should've thought about that before. -I didn't record that video, Dad.
You handed it to them on a plate. I'm not sure there's a difference.
Of course there is.
If I were to report it, would you be on my side?
You're still the best, Dad.
And I'd feel less alone.
I never thought you could be so irrational.
My advice is to accept everything you lose as fair.
Including the idea you had of me.
Do you mind?
This is an announcement to all employees.
Management has declared that after this message,
all activity will stop to observe a minute's silence
for our colleague Ane Uribe,
who recently passed away.
It's okay.
Take your time.
I know it's hard to talk about this kind of thing.
But I want you to remember that it's not your fault.
It didn't happen to me. It happened to a coworker.
A friend.
Why isn't she here?
She committed suicide.
I'm so sorry.
I'm here to help you.
Xabi!
Hey!
Hi.
Where were you?
I turned my phone off to study for midterms. I'm up to my neck in it.
Yes, I know.
But I guess you heard, right?
Yes, Lei. What a mess.
Listen, I didn't want to bother you.
Since you say I'm a helicopter boyfriend…
What are you doing here?
I can't stand being at home.
-What's going on? -Didn't you hear about her mom?
Poor girl.
I need a coffee.
Who is it?
I'm sorry for your loss.
According to one of your sister's coworkers,
it seems that in the last few weeks,
some pictures of a sexual nature circulated around the factory.
Did you know?
Around the factory?
Pictures of who?
Ane.
Didn't you know?
No, I think this is a mix-up. She would've told me something like that.
It seems most of her coworkers saw them.
-Who told you all this? -I'm sorry.
The identity of the witness is confidential, but I have verified it.
And the fact that your sister didn't report the incident.
For now, that's all I know, but unless I'm mistaken,
her suicide could have been related to this.
I'm going to investigate her death.
Begoña,
I need your help to work out what happened
and to get justice.
Of course.
What a fucking nerve.
Do you need help?
No, thank you.
Wait here for me.
-Scan it and send it. -Yes.
Ms. Zubiri.
Hello.
Nice to meet you, although I'm sorry for the reason. This way, please.
Take a seat.
I'm glad you came.
The worst day is over. I want you to know that.
I don't want you to start any investigation into what happened.
Not until I say so.
If I say so.
Are you thinking of not reporting it?
Well, that's my right. I know what I'm talking about.
You've received threats, is that it?
I'm fine, thank you.
You're asking me to ignore a crime.
I know.
And you're being irresponsible, towards yourself and others.
I'm very aware of that.
And you don't care?
My priority at the moment is to contain the damage.
Whenever you want. I'll help you without criticism.
But I want you to bear this in mind, in case you've forgotten.
You are a victim.
Knowing you, you must have a long list of suspects.
I have at least five hundred.
Do you think it's personal?
I don't know.
-What do you want to do? -Work. What's on the agenda today?
Hey, look who's here to pick us up.
Your fairy godmother.
You probably just got the message.
Why the emergency meeting, Miren?
To discuss what's happened.
Would you relax?
Can I?
She's always been afraid of losing.
-That's why I chose her. -That and many other things.
That's true.
Without you, we wouldn't have made it through the term.
I'll tell you the truth.
When I signed you up to accompany Lezcano, I had my doubts.
Independents never fit in well.
They're either too rebellious or too complacent.
You've always been just right.
This is sounding like a farewell tribute.
I've always been on your side.
And today?
Good morning.
First of all, we're deeply sorry about what happened.
It was… appalling.
Disrespectful.
It's the only way they could find to discredit you.
That says a lot about you.
Without a doubt, it's a crime.
But now we're forced to discuss the consequences.
"Forced"?
Why?
You're free to ignore it.
The media fallout has been brutal.
It'll affect our chances in the elections.
Which poll says that?
It will be the talk of the campaign.
Your achievements…
won't even be mentioned.
What about your family?
We're not discussing anything. You've already decided.
Our press office is drafting your letter of resignation from office
and as candidate for mayor.
I'm not signing it.
You can't go on without the party's support.
And may I ask why I don't have it?
Is there some kind of code of ethics that says who I can screw, or what?
It mentions honor.
The party's code of ethics mentions honor.
And the Bilbao Mayor's Office is the jewel in the crown.
And for the first time, we're at risk of losing it.
That's Lezcano's fault.
Are you going to resign too?
Malen, don't grasp at straws. Have some dignity.
We're not ruling out that in the future…
We're here for you.
The press conference is tomorrow at nine.
I'll go wherever you go.
How did it go?
Tell me everything.
-Malen Zubiri? -Of course.
She's attractive.
At first glance, she can seem overbearing, but she isn't.
-And she's hiding something. -Of course. She's a politician.
She came to tell me she isn't going to report it,
even though she knows it's irresponsible.
If she knew how many women are going through the same thing…
They feel guilty and dirty
and like they don't have the right to go on with their lives.
-And they have no one to help them. -No one? They have you for that.
Yes.
But hardly any make it to my desk.
Did you tell her that?
More or less.
Anyway.
I don't want to keep going on about it.
How are you?
A little uncomfortable but fine.
My eggs are strong, like me.
Are you okay, my dear?
Yes.
I'm okay.
No, you're not okay.
You understand better than anyone what killed me.
You feel like a fraud.
You ask others to speak up.
But you've been silent for years.
When are you going to stop hiding, Alicia?
I didn't know you smoked.
Sometimes.
Jeez, you could've told me before.
I've been resisting the urge since we met.
Here. No, I'm fine.
You must be happy.
You have to do things well, don't you?
What else are you going to do well?
Whatever you ask me to.
Oh yeah?
Whatever I ask you?
NEW MESSAGE CÉSAR
This is an exceptional case.
Usually, this type of crime is experienced by ordinary citizens,
whose privacy is violated without becoming the subject of editorials such as this.
Ignored, forgotten.
Citizens who do not turn their painful experience into a public debate.
But Malen Zubiri is also one of them, and we mustn't forget that.
She is another on the long list, and the rage and humiliation she may feel
are as human and worthy of understanding
as those of the other nameless victims going through the same.
-Excuse me. -Not today, sorry.
Do you remember me?
Yes.
How are you?
Do you have a moment?
One second.
I don't know if talking to me today will do you much good.
Look,
the same thing happened to my sister.
Some photos and videos were shared at her work.
And what did she do?
Did she report it?
She committed suicide.
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
She didn't tell me about it.
I couldn't do anything.
Ane was the only important thing in my life.
I want to do something, but I don't know what.
It's not a good time to ask you for help, but…
I don't know what to do.
Help me.
I'm sure you can understand that today is not an easy day for me.
Ladies and gentlemen, most of you know me.
We've had many press conferences together.
You've followed my career from my father's law firm to City Council.
In recent years,
I have been fully dedicated to serving this city.
So today is a very sad day for me,
because I'm forced to talk about something that is nobody's business.
But it seems to be the only thing that matters about me right now.
I had consensual sex with another adult.
End of story.
Or it should be.
I'm not deluded.
I know the release of that video has seriously damaged my public image.
But it has especially damaged my family.
Which worries me even more.
The unfairness of all this does not hide the truth.
In the eyes of others,
I am no longer the same.
And I never will be again.
Taking all this into account…
I agree with the decision about my future
made by the party I represent.
And that is to ensure that I continue in office
and as a candidate for mayor,
which will be officially confirmed shortly.
This is the only morally valid response
to the crime that was committed against me.
I'm embarrassed,
but I'm not ashamed.
I leave that to those who have tried to use my private life to destroy me.
Thank you very much.
Subtitle translation by: Katie L Ward