Horario Estelar (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 10 - Hacia la Noche - full transcript

ON THE PREVIOUS EPISODE

They're assholes, they have nothing.
They're fishing.

So, Ramiro was playing us the whole time.

This motherfucker turned out real smart.

Miss Del Solar? You must come with us
to testify about Alexia Valle's death.

"If I really knew you...
One face to the world and the real one."

It was me.

What did you have to do
with Alexia's death?

- Where were you the night Alexia died?
- At my house.

Where were you when she died?

Asleep.



You issue the arrest warrant
for Jimena Del Solar today.

I want you to put together an editorial
and clean up Altamirano's image.

I just signed the arrest warrant
for Jimena Del Solar.

We'll arrest her tomorrow.

Silence, we're going on air.
Five, four, three...

What has been
the hardest day of your life?

Mine?

It's today.

I'm going to lose everything.

PRIME TIME

We have reviewed
Jimena Del Solar's statement many times.

72 HOURS EARLIER

Jimena was doped with antidepressants.

Something doesn't add up.



We don't know what it is.

We have to prove that Ramiro
arrived at eleven o'clock at night

and not at ten, as he said.

Jimena claimed that Alexia had a lover.

But she couldn't find out their identity.

We know their identity.

The challenge is to prove it.

Is something wrong?

We need to talk.

The lawyer is taking care
of everything concerning Jimena.

- Don't worry. Everything will be fine.
- It's not about that.

So what's it about?

I'm very ashamed of what I did.

Bernarda, my love,
it's not you who should be ashamed.

This is all my fault.
I didn't think about you, or Jimena.

I never imagined
this would be happening to us.

Not even in my worst nightmares.

Let me repair the damage I did to you.

To the both of you.

And deep down, I thought that...

if I confronted you, I was going to face
something I'm not ready to accept.

Give me another chance.

I can't forgive you.

I talked to Salomón,

and I asked him
to make a list of our belongings.

I want us to discuss how we're going
to divide things between us.

I want a divorce.

Too bad Ramiro ended up giving in to Lima.

The owners always call the shots.

I'm in shock. Everything is going to shit.

That's precisely why it's so important
that we have our plan B

so that we decide
what we're going to publish.

HOUR ZERO

You bet! No filters. It's cool.

And this is our plan B. Hour Zero.

I love it. Hour Zero. Zero rating.

You're an asshole.

Your comment makes zero sense.

I started advertising
on social media yesterday.

Yes, we've already launched
on YouTube, Instagram, Twitter.

Where? What did you say?

On Twitter, for you.

And we've already created a blog
to write notes and have guest journalists.

You should help us.

But you have a correspondent in Gaza.

- We do?
- Of course.

I mean, if they don't kill me.

No shit, don't joke about that.

And Julia?

Uh...

I don't know. Surely Lima or someone
is going to offer her something.

Don't play dumb,
you know what I mean.

Offer her something good yourself.

It was a spur of the moment thing,
we've gone our separate ways.

That moment has passed.

FRIENDS UNTIL DEATH

DAUGHTER OF RAMIRO DEL SOLAR
IMPLICATED IN ALEXIA'S CASE

Are you still at it?

I've already been tried and convicted.
What else is there?

- Burn the witch.
- Hey.

I want you to stop reading this crap.
Everything about Alexia, now.

And while I'm being lynched,
the real culprit is out there,

free and guilt-free.

ALEXIA VALLE
YOU WERE ALWAYS READY TO FLY,

BUT I WAS NEVER READY TO SEE YOU GO.
FLY HIGH, DEAR DAUGHTER

Are you sure you don't want tea?

No. Thank you very much.

Tell me about it.

Well, as you can imagine,

things are about to get very ugly
for Ramiro Del Solar.

Yes, I can imagine.

It doesn't have to be like that for you.

You're the only person
on his team that interests me.

Well, let's say
that I'm Ramiro's right-hand man.

It's about time you got
your own right-hand man, don't you think?

Are you offering me a place on-screen?

Because you know
I'm not interested in that.

How would you like
to be managing director of production...

of the entire newscast grid?

Wow.

Um...

I'd have to think about it.

You don't have to answer me now.

Just think Del Solar's career...

it's already over.

All right, then.

You have 24 hours to get back to me.

Okay.

ATTORNEY GENERAL'S OFFICE

- Where are you going?
- Information?

You can ask over there.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

I'll just ask one question. Thank you.

- Do you have any identification?
- Excuse me.

- Uh...
- Wait your turn, please.

It's just one question.

Everyone has questions. Get in line.

But mine is very important.

Everyone thinks
theirs is the most important thing.

I have the dead girl's cell phone.

The diver.

I'll handle it.

Come this way.

- They sold it to me.
- Mm-hmm.

I checked the number,
and I realized it was stolen.

Do you know whose it was?

It belonged to the dead diver,
Alexia Valle.

No shit.

Don't get me wrong. I just want
to turn it in and avoid any trouble.

Well, lookie here.

Hello.

I want to give you an explanation.

Stop it. You've done enough.

I always knew my dad
had a fondness for Alexia.

Like she was his daughter.

That doesn't give you the right
to do what you did.

Attack her on social media

when she was your best friend?

You're right.
I'm not making excuses for myself.

What I did was cruel...

stupid, and very immature.

But I loved Alexia.

And if I did it,
it was out of a jealous rage.

Fine.

You said it.

Now you can go.

You're like a mother to me.

Please go.

I'm sorry.

Yes, tell him to come up.

- Good evening, Ramiro.
- Good evening. Come in.

- That way.
- Thank you.

You guys do like to live well.

Well?

- What did you decide?
- About what?

About talking once and for all.

I thought that the last time we talked,
I made it clear that it's not easy for me.

It's not easy for anyone.

Yes. I have often regarded
Raskolnikov as a hero.

I admired the greatness
with which he faced his repentance.

But after a while I thought,
"No, he's a fictional character."

In real life, people...

No one is willing
to turn himself in for a crime.

Nobody is willing
to face their punishment.

I don't agree with you.

There are a lot more Raskolnikovs
out there than we think.

Besides...

if I remember correctly,
he committed a crime,

and Alexia's was an accident.

- Accident?
- Yes.

An accident.
The forensic evidence proves it.

She died instantly.

There wasn't any consideration
for not calling 911.

I'm as sure of that
as I am that you were with her.

And you made
the worst decision of your life,

one that triggered an avalanche
of other bad decisions.

How are you so sure it was me?

I figured it out

when I saw you dictating

the agenda to Platas from your TV show.

What interest could
the famous Ramiro Del Solar have

in diverting attention to other suspects?

Well, you tell me what we do.

Well, you will be familiar
with how things are in this country.

The Attorney General
wants to put someone away for Alexia,

guilty or innocent.

Jimena, for example,

meets all the requirements
to be a scapegoat.

No.

She has motive and no alibi.

That is the request of the prosecutor,
Rivera, to Judge Benitez.

An arrest warrant for your daughter.

Now you tell me what we do.

Good evening.

This guy was a pain in the ass.

He tried to make a fool out of me.

I knew there was something odd
about the guy. I didn't know what.

Hey, should we sell this
to one of those gossip magazines?

We expose him
and he can go fuck himself.

- You really are an asshole.
- Huh?

You're thinking short term.

You can get more juice out of this.

How?

Leave it to me.

I'll see you around.

Want some?

Eat.

There you go.

- Honey?
- Hmm?

Shall we watch a movie?

No, I don't feel like it.

But you could do with the distraction.
It'd be good to think of something else.

I can't think of anything else. No.

I'd give anything to know
who Alexia was with

that damn day she died.

Sometimes I wonder
why people decide to have children.

I think, deep down, we want...

for them to have a better life.

And find the happiness
that we maybe didn't fully have.

Mom, what's wrong with you?

Just tell me.

Let it go.

One day, when I came into your room,

your computer was on as always, and...

I went in to close it.

And I saw... a picture.

A selfie.

Of Alexia with a rather older man.

I recognized him right away.

Yes, my love.

Your dad and Alexia
were in a relationship.

No.

Why would they do this to us?

I don't know, honey. At the time, they...

At the time, my balls!

- They were lovers!
- Hey, hey.

Don't lock yourself in, Jime.
Open up, please.

Managing director of the entire news grid.

Such gossips!

They didn't mean it in a bad way.
They look up to you.

How's it going with their Internet show?
I didn't even ask them.

They are frustrated,

they don't have any news
with enough punch to launch the program.

Mm-hmm.
What they want to do is a quixotic act.

Like the ones you used to do.

That Ramiro no longer exists.

Do you remember when you confronted
the U.S. Ambassador?

Yes.

You went all out, interrogating him
about the secret services.

Didn't he deserve it?

I don't know, but his face was glorious.

I miss that Ramiro.

You going to accept Lima's proposal?

I don't know.

It's a great opportunity.

Yes.

I want to ask you something.

I want you to cut all my contributions

to the forensic services report
and the missing persons report.

From the credits as well, I don't...

I don't deserve to be there.

Tell me what's going on.

Nothing's going on.

Since when did you stop trusting me?

You'll understand.

Cheers.

For old times' sake.

Attorney General's office?

I'm looking for prosecutor Ortiz.

- Mr. Platas.
- Just a moment.

Platas?

Yes, Platas.

I'm not here for that asshole.

What do I tell him?

What I said.

The attorney general
can't assist you at the moment.

Thank you.

Ramiro?

Tell me.

Jimena already knows about you and Alexia.

And how did she find out?

I told her.

How could you?
It should have come from me.

Yeah? When?
When were you planning on doing that?

How is she?

Bad.

How else can she be?
She's upset. She's a wreck.

When is this gonna stop?

Huh?

What else has to happen for you
to see the damage you're doing?

Besties.

Two best friends in a room,
they might kiss.

Can we talk?

Yes.

- How are you feeling?
- Holy shit.

Fucking great.
My dad fucked my best friend and...

Let's try to talk without sarcasm, okay?

Why did you do it?

Honey, I'm not gonna pretend
I know what you're going through.

You can't understand how sorry
and ashamed I feel.

And you never thought of that before?

Did my mom and I never cross your mind?

I don't know...
I don't even know what happened.

I don't know. A look, and...

a smile, I don't know.

I don't know, everything clouded over.

All I could think about was me,

what I wanted.

I loved Alexia.

I know you did.

- Your mom and I knew something was up.
- Fuck.

But we never wanted
to invade your privacy.

That didn't stop you either?

Look, honey.

The worst mistake...

The worst mistake human beings make

is to believe that what happens to us
is the most important thing in the world.

And that the rest,

or what happens to others,
is not so relevant.

It all disappears
in the face of what we feel.

And you only realize it
when you see the damage you've done.

Were you in love with her?

Yes. Yes.

My mom will never forgive you.

I know she won't.

What about you?

Sorry. Damn traffic.

"Damn traffic." Don't you know
another excuse for Mexico City?

Yeah, because there is no traffic
in the first world.

Which bad news
are you going to give me?

Are we going to ally with Trump,
Vox, or who?

No, it's nothing like that.

You have a message.

What's this?

It's my gift for Hour Zero.

You giving something away?

No, I'm serious.

There's only one condition...

that you broadcast it at the same time
as The Whole Truth.

Okay. Yeah, sure.

Cheers.

Go home, you're not gonna make it
with this damn traffic.

That's rude.
Aren't you gonna buy me something?

The check.

What? Fucker.

I know, sir.

I'll keep you posted.

That was Ortiz.

It's obvious. I wasn't born yesterday.

Your time has long since run out.

I'll give up all my authority
for one more day.

It will be a mid-level operation.

Why so much paraphernalia
if it's a low-danger operation?

Jimena Del Solar
has a psychiatric background.

Not violent.
There is nothing wrong with that girl.

She has tried to harm herself.

In Ramiro's house, there's a gun
registered to him, we can't risk it.

Is this your doing or Ortiz's?

Isn't this another media stunt,
like the one with the French woman?

Are you making comparisons? I am not Luna.

You're right, sorry.

I apologize.

I really would have loved
to delay it a little longer.

We did what we could.

Did we really?

We're on our way.

Yes?

Tell Judge Benitez to sign this as urgent.

It's an order from the attorney general.

Understood, counselor.

Good morning. Prosecutor Ortiz, please.

Mr. Platas.

One question, did you pass on my message?

Well, he didn't leave you a message?

Thank you.

Okay!

You're not only screwing him,

you're screwing me, my business.

We got him.

So barefaced.

That's how these powerful guys are.

We've got something for Hour Zero.

Cheers to that.

- Lima's a pig.
- Mm-hmm.

Jime?

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

Caution, gentlemen.

I don't want any mistakes.
Is that understood?

Orders are to be discreet
and cautious. Let's go.

CULTURAL ACTIVITIES
RETURNING TO MEXICO CITY

Welcome. Today you see me

at the Angela Peralta Theater,
where the performance...

...the sale,
and with safe distance.

After the pandemic, the show...

I'll get it.

Okay.

Attorney General's Office.

We're executing an arrest warrant.

- Yes, let me see.
- Let's go!

No! Wait! Just a second!

You can't come into my house like this!
No! Hey!

Honey! Let me go, please.

- You're hurting me, let me go.
- Miss, please come with us.

- Come on.
- Why? Let go of me.

- Why are you taking me?
- Come with us.

On what charges are you taking me?

- Can you explain?
- Honey...

- What do I do?
- We're right behind you.

Dad and I are right behind you.
We won't leave you...

- Let's go!
- Where are you taking her?

- Let go of me.
- Hey! Where?

- Mom!
- Where are you taking her?

Yes, honey?

They took Jimena with an arrest warrant.
I'm on my way.

Bernarda, calm down.

Don't let her go to jail.
Don't let her go to jail, Ramiro. Please!

No, that's not going to happen.
It's not going to happen.

Trust me. Even if only in this, eh?

What do I do?

Here's what we'll do.
Call Azcurra.

And tell him I'll call him
first thing in the morning.

Tell him to wait for my call
and not to leave until I talk to him.

- Okay.
- Don't worry.

Everything will be okay.

Good evening,
and welcome to The Whole Truth.

I want you to join me
for a broadcast that I promise

will be especially revealing.

But, as always, we begin
with a report from my colleagues.

Stand by.

Five, four...

You couldn't miss being in the front row

to witness the public humiliation
of your star, could you?

- I don't want to miss any details.
- I wish it hadn't come to this.

Ask your boss.

You don't bite the hand that feeds you.

And I won't let some fucking employee
who works for me drive me to ruin.

So that's the fate that befalls
each of us who work for you

if we don't agree with you?

I don't pay to be beaten.

Nobody likes to be beaten.

You don't have to lose
what he's going to lose.

His reputation?

Ready, five,

four, three, we're back.

Dead.

I told you tonight
would be a particularly revealing night.

And I'm going to deliver.

What has been
the hardest day of your life?

Mine?

It's today.

I'm going to lose everything.

I'm going to lose my family.

My job, my friends, my integrity.

And your trust.

I apologize to my longtime team,

who have always trusted me blindly,

because I have failed them
and I have failed myself.

I broke the fundamental
principles of journalism,

which are to behave ethically,

and to always seek the truth,
for the benefit of society.

Being a good journalist
means being a good person,

and I have failed to do that.

I have lied to you,

to my family, to everyone.

Today, I want to put an end to that.

I am the man...

Alexia Valle was with when she died.

And I'm guilty

for not facing Alexia's accident
from the beginning,

for fear of society's moral judgment.

- I thank those who stood by me until...
- What?

What? What the fuck is Hour Zero?

Money is pleasure.

"MONEY IS PLEASURE AND POWER"

Power is impunity.

Fuck me!

I have no right to ask you for anything.

Bernarda...

Jimena...

I can only ask for forgiveness.

I know I have let you down
and hurt you in the worst way.

And I will accept

whatever you want to give me.

I am Ramiro Del Solar...

and this was The Whole Truth...

no matter who it hurts.

You're going to rot in jail.

You're fucked.

Go fuck yourself.

Get back to work!

That's what I pay you for!

Do you think the boss will be long?

I wouldn't know. Besides,
you don't even have an appointment.

I don't even need an appointment.

The news of the moment

is the confession
of Ramiro Del Solar on national TV,

on his show The Whole Truth.

This unexpected turn of events
in Alexia's case has baffled everyone.

Ramiro confessed in a live broadcast
that he was the diver's lover,

and he himself is responsible
for the accident that cost her life.

What? Won't you wait for him?

I didn't wait for the love of my life,
why would I wait for this bastard?

I'll see you around.

You did the right thing, Ramiro.