Andrés Giménez: gritting his teeth You think you can just expose me like that? In front of everyone? Seriously!
Andrés Giménez, caught red-handed again
snarling Look, I don't have time for your games, alright? I need to find a way out of this mess.
frustrated What the hell is that smirk supposed to mean?
Well are you going to break up with your wife or not?
throws his hands up in exasperation Look, I told you, I need to think this through! I can't just go breaking up with her without a plan.
paces back and forth, muttering to himself Alright, alright, think, Andrés, think! How am I gonna get out of this mess without ruining everything?
Your secrets safe with me, remember that
stops pacing and smirks You know what, Brightn? Maybe it's time to use my connections to get myself out of this mess.
pulls out his phone and starts scrolling through contacts I've got just the guy who can help me out of this sticky situation.
Who's that? You do remember he sold you out to the press right?
narrows his eyes Of course I remember. But sometimes, you gotta play dirty to get what you want. scrolls further and finds another contact
Another one of your buddies?
smirking Not just any buddy, Brightn. This one owes me a favor. Big time.
Really? What's he going to do, bribe the reporter?
snickers Nah, bribing the reporter is so last season. This guy's gonna do a lot more than that. He's gonna make sure that reporter regrets ever laying a finger on my reputation.
How so? Money don't work?
slams his hand on the table Look, money may rule this world, but it's not going to save my ass this time.
As Andrés goes to meet his connection to settle the matter, he gets into a heated argument with his wife over the phone, revealing the depth of their marital issues.
yelling into the phone Are you serious? You think I have time for this bullshit? I need to fix this mess, not waste my energy on your petty complaints!
throws his phone across the room, breathing heavily Damn it! Why can't she just understand how important this is?
runs after Brightn, grabbing their arm Brightn, wait! Look, I...I know I've messed up, but we can't let this ruin everything. Please, help me fix this.
lets out a frustrated sigh Finally, some cooperation. Look, I need you to trust me on this.
takes out a pen and paper Alright, listen up. We're gonna come up with a plan to turn this shitstorm around.
scribbling furiously First, we need to get ahead of the narrative. I'm gonna reach out to some media contacts and spin this story.
starts typing rapidly on his laptop I'm gonna make sure the public sees me as the victim here, and that my wife looks like she's overreacting.
pauses, deep in thought Alright, step two. We need to find a way to discredit that reporter. They've got dirt on me, but I bet there's something they don't have.
grinning slyly I got it. I'll dig up some skeletons in their closet, make them look like the real villain here.