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Thank you.

Mrs. Ávila. Mrs. Ávila. I need to talk to her.

As soon as she can.

You'll get a full report. This is an emergency.

Iván, he's got María.

I want you to phone everybody, our clients and "Magnets."

Ask if they know anything.

Bermúdez, remember the girl that hired him?

We'll be at her place.

He was here the whole time.

-Can she talk? -I had to sedate her. She was in shock.

She'll be out for hours.

She might not be able to speak in days.

Now if you'll excuse me.

-Doctor, doctor. -Sorry.

Why are we here?

It's a safe place that Ismael doesn't know about.

-Whose place is this? -A friend's.

-I hope so because... -You don't know her.

I know. That's why I asked.

Hello. Come in.

-My son Emiliano. -Hello.

I don't even know your name.

We didn't meet the right way. I'm Luna.

-Luna? -I need a safe house for him.

You're the only person I can trust.

Sure. No problem.

What else do you need to know?

Remember Bermúdez? This one's even more dangerous.

No problem. I'm a professional survivor.

Yes, I know. Do you have any money?

Some, I'll go to the ATM.

No, you two stay here. I'll send somebody.

Got a gun?

-Yes, my dad's. -Have you ever used it?

Okay, but if anything happens,

anything at all,

don't think twice, just pull the trigger, okay?

Okay.

Don't do anything stupid for once in your life.

Charming, isn't he?

Would you like something to drink?

I don't know why you were jaywalking,

who you were running from, or who you're so scared of.

But let me guess.

Probably your husband.

Is he the monster hiding in the closet?

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up already, damn it! Wake up!

Iván, send Luna some money. They can't leave the house.

Ana will take it to her.

First thing tomorrow, please.

What are you doing?

A sandglass with Moreira's ashes.

He always said we're only as powerful

as our capacity to handle time.

I'm turning him into time.

Any news about my wife?

I cast all the hooks. I just have to wait now.

Yes?

Alright.

Have you got a name?

No, don't do anything, thank you.

She's in the "Hospital Central."

She was run over by a car. She's okay. Sánchez is with her.

María.

I know you can hear me.

You're safe now. Don't be afraid.

-Who are you? -Sánchez.

The cop. We've met.

-Where am I? -In a hospital.

A car hit you, but you're okay, you were lucky.

I remember nothing.

-Who are you? -I already told you.

Sánchez, a police officer.

I'll let your doctor know you're awake.

I'm here to see my wife, María Ávila.

Room D. Fill this out first.

Don Ávila.

-Why are you here? -It's a coincidence.

I came to see another patient when I saw your wife.

And your son?

-He's better. -He missed school today.

You get a few days off if you try to kill yourself.

I need to talk to him after that.

I'll let you know.

Can I see my wife, or I am under arrest?

Go right ahead.

You scared me.

You're so right.

I am a liar.

This is all my fault.

Everything I told you is a lie.

But I never wanted this to happen.

I get hired to kill other people.

So that's what I do.

That's who I am.

Forgive me.

Who are you?

That is nice.

-You really think so? -Yes.

Thanks, I'd be a lot better if Dad had backed me.

Really?

Ever heard of Chaplin?

The actor, right?

He was much more than that.

Look.

She remembers nothing, not even me.

That's good, it means Sánchez got nothing out of her.

That's right, but neither did we.

My wife went missing for 8 hours,

and we don't know where she was or what happened.

All that matters is she's alive. Don't you agree, sir?

We need to find her car. Phone the tracking company.

Say she can't remember where she left it.

And tell Montes I need him here first thing tomorrow morning.

Yes sir.

One more thing.

Find out whatever you can about that detective Sánchez.

I've had it with him.

I've already requested the information, sir.

I knew you'd ask.

Good work. Remind me to give you a raise.

So? What do you think?

-Great. -Great?

He was a genius.

His dad died when he was a kid.

He barely knew him. His mother was crazy.

He had to support his family since he was ten.

-Hello. -How's everything?

We're fine, and you?

-Let me talk to Emiliano. -Yes sure.

It's your dad.

-How is she? -She's a little scared,

but they're discharging her tomorrow.

-I want to see her. -Tomorrow. You spend the night there.

-But... -Don't make this

any harder for me, Emiliano.

Listen.

Did you know Chaplin's dad was even worse than you?

I doubt it.

How long have you known him?

Your dad? Since I was a kid. About 15 years ago.

But how?

He saved my life when he was a cop.

Good morning.

Where am I?

In a hospital.

I need to get out of here.

Eat this first, and then you can leave.

How are you today, María?

Who are you people?

We're taking you out of here.

They were at the mall.

Poor woman, it's the worst place for someone that has panic attacks.

And a soccer game at the Azteca stadium.

That's even worse.

Right. Check the trunk.

The trunk's empty. What's that?

A death sentence.

What's the plan?

I want you to stay with her and look after her.

While I find out what happened.

-How long? -As long as necessary.

That's a little complicated. I have other patients.

And just one boss.

-Hello. -Iván sent me.

Wait.

Hey buddy.

Looks like you saw a ghost.

On the floor you son of a bitch!

Do it now!

It's a .22 caliber. Small but lethal.

-Know how to use it? -Yes.

Call me at the funeral parlor every 20 minutes.

-Yes sir. -Take her to her room.

Yes sir.

Why are you so quiet?

Aren't you going to say this is a mistake?

That I should stop?

That I'm a nice guy?

What good would that do?

Ana, Ana.

You're always so negative.

Your shrink can't order you to not be crazy.

Well, well.

Look who's here.

Little old sarcastic you.

We've met, haven't we?

I know you remember me.

No offence, but I never remember a nondescript face.

Well from this day on, sweetie pie,

I assure you that you'll remember me.

That's enough.

What's the answer? What's the answer?

-The answer to what? -To this, this.

Okay.

Alright.

I don't know what's your relationship with Ávila,

but from what I see, you guys are pretty tight.

My, my, you're so perceptive, aren't you?

What do you have in common?

Why do you want to know?

So I can make the right decision.

You bitch!

She knows the whole truth.

He told her everything.

We have a serious problem. A very serious problem.

She remembers nothing. She has amnesia.

-I know, Montes told me. -So what's the problem?

It could be temporary.

She could start remembering in a week,

in ten years, or tomorrow.

Maybe never.

The "maybes", the "possiblys",

the "probablys",

all involve a certain amount of risk.

What do you suggest we do?

Get rid of the problem.

That problem is the woman I love.

The bastard got her in this mess 'cause he knows the rules.

She's my wife, my problem. I won't repeat it, understood?

-Understood. -Any news about Sánchez?

-Yes but I need to confirm it. -Do that.

Stop it!

Ismael.

Stop it you jerk!

Stop it, please!

Stop it.

You've got the prettiest eyes I have ever seen.

Why insist in losing them?

What's your relationship with Ávila?

They met 15 years ago! Leave her alone!

You son of a bitch. He saved her life!

What?

What? My dad was a cop!

Is this where I live?

Yes it is, María.

NO TRESPASING

You may come in, María.

This is your son's room.

Is this him?

Yes María.

Where is he?

I don't know.

Maybe at school.

Where?

Like I said, María. I don't know.

Do you remember him?

Do you remember your son?

Of course I know my son! You think I'm crazy?

You're the one that's sick! You hear me?

Who are you?

Are you ready, Emiliano?

Emiliano.

Emiliano.

You're not dying like that.

What the hell do you want?

What do I want?

What do I want?

Let me see.

I want your daddy to see you.

To see what you're capable of.

Isn't that what you want?

You always wanted that.

-Leave him alone. -Shut up bitch! Stay out of it!

It's me and my buddy.

-Right, buddy? -Let me go.

Too much work.

It's me, María.

Your husband.

My husband?

Take a look.

August eleventh. The day we got married.

Yours says the same thing. Take a look.

I don't remember.

It'll all come back, just like with Emiliano.

Where is he?

He'll be back soon.

It's okay.

Where do you think you're going?

Come here.

-I'm sorry. -Get up there.

Need some help?

No! Please!

Don't you want to leave now?

Leave her alone.

Leave her alone!

Please let me go.

Let me go.

I'll kill you, I swear.

Who's next?

-My angel. -She's very pretty indeed.

Yes.

She'll look the same, right?

We have the finest specialists, Mr. Bertoni.

Real artists.

Yes, yes, I know.

-It's my fault... -Sorry to interrupt,

but time is of the essence in these cases.

So I just need you to sign these authorizations.

Please.

Don't worry about it sir, she...

-Patty. Call her Patty please. -Patty's in good hands.

Right, that's all for now.

Thank you very much.

I'll let you decide.

Either get up, or I yank you up like a dog.

I'll get up.

Go screw your mother.

I don't have one.

She was murdered.

Guess who killed her.

The same jerk that kidnapped and tortured you.

What a coincidence, right?

Guess what his name is. Iván.

Guess who he works for.

He works for your dad.

Yes?

There's a problem.

I'm on my way.

Pick up the phone, damn it!

Let's play a little game, to see who wants to live longer.

This whore Ávila risked his life for.

Or his killer kid that's invisible to the world.

The chair won't hold both of you for too long.

So make up your minds.

Bye.

Enjoy the show.

Emiliano.

Make daddy proud of you.

Iván, don't wait for me, Iván.

Go in without me. Do it.

-Help me. -Ana, are you alright?

Don't let me die.

Easy, easy.

-Calm down. -Thanks, I was about to give up.

How come she's like that?

Why is she dead?

And he let you live?

Ana, where is Ismael?

He just left.

It was either her or me. I had no choice.

I don't understand.

That bastard Ismael made us fight,

because the chair wouldn't hold both of us.

Don't you get it?

What are you looking at?

I'm wondering what kind of a scumbag you are.

But don't you worry.

Everything's just fine.

Get me down.

I know who you are.

Iván, right?

Ismael told me everything.

I know dad runs a gang of hitmen like you, you bastard.

Cut me loose. Stop looking at me, you idiot.

Trying to convince me I'm wrong?

No, no, you're not wrong at all.

You're just dead.

He's still warm.

-If I had gotten here earlier... -Don't blame yourself.

I'm sorry sir.

Have the funeral parlor send two cars.

Take Luna's body in one.

Bury her out of town.

I won't have a coroner examining her.

I'll take care of my son.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Sir.

Emiliano killed himself.

-I'm so sorry. -I didn't call for a session.

María's asleep upstairs. I don't want to wake her.

I want you to call the cops. Say my son was already dead.

You saw my son dead in the garage.

It was the first time to try to kill himself.

I want you to tell the cops that when you got here...

I am Dr. Montes. I am your therapist.

It was inevitable.

Stay away from me. Stay away from me!

It was his decision.

Shut up! Shut up!

He tried it once before, María.

-Honey. -Don't call me that, you killer.

Don't call me that. Killer! Don't call me that! Don't call me that!

He's your husband, María.

He's here to protect you.

Put the gun down, María.

-Don't be stupid, María! -Don't call me that!

How are you today?

Alive.

But sometimes I really don't know.

It could've been worse.

Your wife just shot you, and you're still alive.

Who would've thought a shrink would save my life?

-I can't stand them. -Is he dead?

No, she shot him in the arm, in a tendon.

Luckily it was the left arm.

Luckily?

Montes is right-handed.

He couldn't have signed the authorization

to have María committed.

You put the woman you love in a nuthouse?

It was either committing her, or burying her.

And what about your assistant, Ismael?

An ace up my sleeve.

-What's that? -A new chip for your cellphone sir.

I know Ismael cloned Iván's phone.

While we were tied up, he phoned me,

and Ismael's phone rang at the same time.

I'm sure yours is cloned too. May I see it?

Never mind, Ana.

Is my boy done?

Almost, sir. Do you need anything?

No I don't.

Thanks.

What can I do for you sir?

Montes, I want you to look after my wife.

Make sure she lacks nothing. I'll take care of the money.

You sound like you're going away for a while.

-Yes I am. -May I ask for how long?

-I don't know. -But why? You have the solutions to...

If you need anything, call Iván.

I was just going to call you.

Here I am sir.

I wanted to tell you that Sánchez is all by himself.

What does that mean?

That the case is closed,

and he's all alone, with no kind of support.

-How come? -He's obsessed with you, sir.

-Take care of it. -How?

Kill him or bribe him. Whatever.

I will, sir.

-Is the room ready? -I did it myself.

Take that call.

-Yes? -I'm quitting the business.

-What? -You heard me.

The rules are very clear in these cases, sir.

Screw your rules, Iván.

Thanks to them my son is dead and my wife is crazy.

I earned the right to go away.

-Where to sir? -Somewhere so far away

I won't have to worry about getting my head blown off.

I think you should think it over sir.

And not rush things.

What was that about?

That was bait.

That kid's a piece of work.

You said "is."

You mean he's alive?

You screwed up, Ismael.

You did everything just fine.

But like I said, any little thing can kill you.

-You think this is over? -No, not yet.

So how's María?

And how's Emiliano?

It's not all about revenge.

Now do you understand, or would you like a drawing?

Damn it! So what are you going to do?

Same as usual.

Try to pull the trigger before the other guy does.

Take care.

It's getting cold.

Winter's almost here.

Where to, sir?

I don't know. Just drive.

I really can't stand graveyards.

That's not why I'm here.

I've been paid for four jobs, all of them in advance.

Why would anyone do that?

To make sure they're done, even if he's dead.

All four jobs are to kill you, don Ávila.

Was it that kid?

Yes.

Deadlines?

At any time.

The only limitation is my ability to...

...collect the remaining 50%.

I see.

Thanks for letting me know.

I just play by the rules.

THE DON REPRESENTS POWER

"Killing well to live better." Anonymous quote.