"In Search of the Truth"
When I had the address
of Chato Montesinos in Dolores Hidalgo,
I called Linda
to invite her to come with me.
Room 16, please.
Linda?
Roberto speaking.
Listen, tomorrow I'm going to Dolores Hidalgo
to talk with a man who was a friend
of my grandfather. Do you want to come with me?
And this man in Dolores Hidalgo, what connection
does he have with your grandfather?
I don't know. His name is Chato.
I think he could tell us something.
Your grandfather...
and you know little of him.
What a shame!
He disappeared.
And yours, your grandfather Federico?
My grandfather hardly talked about himself.
All we know is that he came from Mexico.
Linda and I arrived in Dolores Hidalgo.
We walked in the downtown,
had ice cream,
and talked about many things.
Dolores Hidalgo is a city
with a lot of culture and history.
I have been here a few times
and know more or less where Chato Montesinos's house is.
You study history, right?
Yes.
Let's see... Do you know who Father Hidalgo was?
He was the leader of a small group
that started the movement for
Mexican independence from Spain.
Very good.
Impressive.
Look, Chato's house
is at the end of this street.
Mr. Montesinos?
Yes?
My name is Roberto Toledo.
I am the grandson of Federico Zuniga.
Federico Zuniga...
Yes, my grandfather Federico.
He was married to Nela, my grandmother.
Oh, Federico. Of course.
It's been a long time...
But, please, come in.
And this is my friend Linda, from the U.S.
How nice.
Can I offer you a coffee?
Thank you, sir.
What brings you here?
And how is Federico?
That's what we don't know.
No one has seen my grandfather
since he went to the United States
with you.
We thought you could tell us something.
Hmmm. Well yes,
Federico and I went together.
Our fathers were
men of honor.
We went to San Antonio, Texas, and entered
the American army.
Then he disappeared...
He wanted to brome a citizen and make money
to bring to his wife.
How is she,
Nela?
She is well. She lives in San Miguel de Allende.
And you haven't heard anything from my grandfather:
a letter, a message?
No, I don't know anything.
Wait. I have something that
could help you.
When Federico and I joined the army,
we opened our accounts in this bank,
Banco de la Frontera, in San Antonio.
Maybe they could give you more information.
Good idea.
And when you returned to Mexico?
It's a long story...
After leaving the army...
The next day I called the Banco de la Frontera
in San Antonio. I spoke with the department of closed accounts.
Clossed accounts. De Leon speaking.
How can I help you?
Good day, sir. I'm looking for information about
my grandfather, Federico Zuniga.
The last name, again?
Z-u-n-i-g-a. Zuniga.
Um...
I don't see it in the computer.
I have to search the archives.
But first, for who?
My name is Roberto Toledo.
What is your relation with this man?
Like I said, he is my grandfather
and he disappeared many years ago.
I'm his grandson: my father, the doctor Tomas Toledo,
is his son.
But you said his last name is Toledo.
And your grandfather's name is Federico Zuniga.
There is an error.
No, what I said is correct.
He is Zuniga.
I cannot give you this information over the phone.
Someone in Mr. Zuniga's family
has to meet me
here in San Antonio
with documents, and they must be
an older person, an adult.
I am an adult!
With documents, understand, or I can't do anything.
Turron? De Leon here.
Turron here.
Look, a young man from Guanajuato, Mexico,
called.
He asked for Federico Zuniga...
Yes, this exactly...
An old account, but with enough money.
Are you sure?
Yes, but I don't understand "Toledo".
The young man's name is Roberto Toledo,
Leave it to me. And don't speak to anyone.
I understand.
Turron speaking. Yes, I need a ticket
for Guanajuato. The next flight, as soon as possible.