:15:03
I don't know what her surname is.
:15:05
Let's see. You were at home
with a girl named Sofia.
:15:11
And all of a sudden...
-She was there instead of Sofia.
:15:14
And where is Sofia?
-Ask Nuria.
:15:19
You don't know her surname?
-Who do you believe, her or me?
:15:24
All I can say is that her record
is OK. I'm going to let her go.
:15:29
How can you do that?
-I assure you her name is Sofia.
:15:33
Sofia Cueto, she lives at
2 Calle Quiros.
:15:39
That's a different girl.
I know the real Sofia.
:15:43
Let me ask you again: where else is she?
:15:47
Strictly taken this girl only
exists in your imagination.
:15:56
I can't believe this.
-And another thing.
:15:59
This girl was beaten up.
-She came into my house.
:16:04
For some strange reason she
doesn't want to file a report.
:16:09
Jesus, now she plays the victim.
:16:12
Do you use drugs? We know you've been
under psychiatric treatment.
:16:17
Because my face was deformed.
-Your face looks perfectly fine.
:16:22
Because...oh forget it.
I have nothing more to say.
:16:26
Mister, I would suggest that
you seek mental help.
:16:39
Have you gone insane?
What have you done?
:16:42
If you want to ruin her life
there are other ways you bastard.
:16:48
You won't ever touch Sofia again.
-It was Nuria.
:16:51
Nuria is dead.
-Easy, or both of you stay here.
:16:55
I never want to hear from you again.
-Listen, Nuria's still alive.