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IN THE PREVIOUS EPISODE

- Excuse me, are you Micaela Goyena? - Yes.

This is for you.

BLACK WIDOWS

You heard about the new Marcos Gussi documentary?

I'm so sorry!

Marcos Adrián Gussi.

- Who? - The owner of Privéh.

We went there often. They found him dead in his house with two whores.

He's dead! He's dead, Paola!

Why didn't we get the dessert? No, I can't believe it...

What the hell are you doing here?

You screwed my life!

Mari?

Paola is looking for us, Marina.

Why didn't we get the dessert?

I can't believe it, she looks splendid!

You know what that means?

- No. - She was the alpha in there.

My girls!

Charly, come here.

Yeah, Paola? What is it?

That's what I ask you!

Did this place fall apart?

One order of barbecue used to feed two people!

Now I'm still hungry after that.

So would you please bring me one more piece?

All right, enough.

What do you want, Paola?

First, I want you to fix that tone.

Don't be so rude.

Why does everyone need everything right away these days?

Anxious bunch!

You checked your phone like 20 times.

Like a snobby bitch.

What the fuck do you want from us?

I saved your lives.

And now I want you to return that sweet little favor.

I wanted to say we are eternally grateful for everything you did.

- We never forgot... - Yeah?

- What you did for us. - Really, Mica?

Not a single fucking text from you. Absolutely nothing.

Did you call me? Nope. And look at the phones you've got.

See? Super phones.

I had to fuck three chicks to get this one.

It's a piece of shit.

Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.

No, we didn't call you because we didn't want to bug you, you see...

I want you to put this guy to sleep.

He's a young guy, an important businessman.

Lucas Romero.

Knock him out good. Don't be dumb and overdo it.

And when you've knocked him out cold

hand him over.

I need him yesterday.

Sure! No problem! We'll do it right away.

Hell yeah! Now that's my baby girl, Mica!

Just like that? What?

Sorry, but have you lost your mind, Paola?

All right, all right, fine.

If you don't want to do it, don't stress yourself about it.

It's all good.

Then tomorrow, everyone will know that you two killed Gussi.

I'd love to be a fly on the wall, just to see your neighbors' faces.

Those snobs from the country club.

Wrong. Not a country club. It's a gated community.

Okay, let's all calm down.

It's been a while since we last saw each other, so this is a reunion.

- It's a way to... - Look, Paola.

I'll remind you that you were also part of our little gang.

Therefore, you are also responsible for what happened with Gussi.

Not just a member.

- The boss. - This is all I have to offer you.

Blood sausage, Charly? I wanted meat.

But whatever.

I covered you two by passing you off as mere witnesses.

I took a risky gamble for you.

Sorry, Paola.

Why do you even have that video?

Marcos taped himself with his whores.

I didn't know that.

I grabbed the camera before the cops showed up.

Let's take a look.

Younger than I thought.

No, no way. No.

It's impossible for Mica and I to get this guy in a room.

The guy is practically a model.

Well, speak for yourself. I'm pretty confident.

I'm an experienced girl who knows what every guy wants.

Mica, this young guy wouldn't touch you with a stick.

If you have self-esteem issues, stop projecting.

I think I'd be able to do it.

Paola, let me explain something.

I was a black widow, it's true, for two years of my life.

Two very dark years where I went off the rails.

But that doesn't mean I'm a criminal.

For example, I also studied French.

For two years. Two!

- But I don't speak a word, so... - She doesn't.

So, I don't give a rat's ass about any of that.

- Pao. Why'd you get locked up? - A story for another time.

How do we know you won't blackmail us again?

Or ask us for another favor?

Seriously, no offense

but haven't you made a single friend in jail who could help you with this?

You two will do it.

Because you're the only ones

who are indebted to me.

BLACK WIDOWS: WH♪RES & HUSTLERS

EPISODE 2 THE PLAN

There is so much to do, I can't believe it.

It's a matter of organization.

We should start by figuring out where to get the anxiolytic.

All I have left is a half-dose pill. It wouldn't even put a baby to sleep.

Would you tell me why you are so happy about this?

Would you?

I'm not happy, I'm just going over everything we need to do.

Mica, are you aware

that we are in this mess because of you?

I simply cannot risk my life.

I have a real family.

I have a real family too.

Did you keep being a black widow?

Come on. We can talk at my place. Let's go.

No, I'm not going to your house.

I'm not crossing Rivadavia Avenue again, not ever.

There's a café by the Botanical Gardens.

A café by the Botanical Gardens?

Come on. Do you want to go to your place?

- Let's go to your place. - Get in.

I can't believe you're so friendly with someone who wants to ruin us.

I can't explain it.

I feel bad for her. Don't be like that.

Turn here, turn right here.

Oh, god, this place has gotten so ugly.

It's so run down.

FLASHING TRAFFIC LIGHT AT NIGHT

That game shouldn't have been played.

Three guys got thrown down the grandstands

They were all hurt. I saw them.

You're just comparing it to where you live.

The truth is this is fine. It's nice.

What do you mean, "where I live"?

Marina?

Marina!

Why are you here, you idiot?

Say hello to me, you bitch!

I think you should have said hello to your brother.

MICA'S

Estela, see you later.

You won't believe it.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Hi. - What's up?

It's very nice in here. Very nice.

No way, is this real?

Is it really you?

How are you? It's been so long.

Hello, Chichita, how are you?

- Who's that? - This is Marina, Adriana's daughter.

The one who got married and stopped talking to her.

Nice to meet you, I'm Nelly.

Hello, Nelly.

You should go and see your mother.

How are things, Chichita? How's Lula?

Good. She's living in San Clemente del Tuyú with her partner.

And now she says she's... an albino.

- A lesbian, Chichita. - No, she's just faking it.

I don't really know what she's doing.

Come. Come here.

This is Antonella. She does everything around here.

Hair, nails, eyebrow shaping.

Lymphatic drainage, laser hair removal

microblading, eyelash lifting

cryo facials, pressotherapy, deep facial cleansing

with or without peeling and facial reflexology.

So you do everything, basically. Nice!

Look who's here.

Remember her? You used to go for pancakes and milkshakes together.

- How are you? - Aunt Maru!

I can't believe it. You remember me?

- Yes, of course. - They look just like their father.

Mom, we're going to study at Seba's.

- Okay, guys. - We'll be back by night.

So, what are the twins studying?

Brian studies medicine, and Heber studies law.

You're kidding, right? I can't believe it.

That reaction of yours wasn't called for.

Seriously, I get it all the time, but I can't stand it.

- Marina! - Oh, no!

Why the fuck didn't you say hi? Are you crazy?

Cristian, I'm not here for you, okay?

Why are you here? You're like three blocks away from home.

I don't owe you any explanations.

Mom's very sick.

You have to go see her. She's dying.

Adriana? No!

I saw her earlier at Estela's, buying wine and cigarettes.

We talked for like two hours.

Shut up, Chichita.

Please, take care of mom a bit, I can't take it anymore.

I take her everywhere.

We've seen four podiatrists

but we still don't know what's going on with her feet.

She makes no sense and keeps repeating things. Please.

- I'm leaving. - No! What do you mean?

We have so much to do.

- I know, but... - "I know"?

I just can't deal with the energy in this place.

I'll call you later.

Want me to light some incense?

- Chichita... - Are you threatening an old lady?

Don't come asking me for anything later.

Get out of here.

Sorry, Chichita.

He's such a jerk.

So, what's new from the president?

I'm the chairwoman, Pablo.

Yeah, that. That.

Fine, I guess.

There's a lot of work. You know how it is.

"Where there is a need..."

"There's money to be paid," yeah.

"there is a right," Pablo.

- A right. - What?

Nothing, never mind.

- Why is your phone on the table? - Sorry, sorry.

Are you watching videos about Maradona's coach again?

He's a physical trainer.

A physical trainer.

I was watching a video about Marcos Gussi and...

- I don't get it. - What? Why, what...

What about him? What about Marcos Gussi?

Why the hell is everyone suddenly so obsessed with that guy?

Everybody suddenly wants to...

When Alain Delon was here in the '80s

he partied for like three days at Gussi's nightclub.

You know, the Privéh.

- And... - Hey mom, what's Privéh?

Nothing, sweetheart. It's just a sleazy nightclub.

Oh, your mom's so sophisticated.

Name one nightclub that wasn't sleazy back then.

I didn't go dancing. I've always hated nightclubs.

They've always seemed so sleazy, I've never been to one.

- I never liked those kinds of clubs. - All right.

- Sorry, I'm sorry. - It's fine.

I'm sorry, honey. It's not you.

It's just the Foundation...

It's just a lot of things. It's a lot of humble people

who depend on us.

I just feel like...

I feel like I'm not up to the task.

- I'm a bit insecure. - It's fine.

Hey, sweetheart. Let's eat, it's getting late.

- Let's leave the tablet. - Viki and Delfi have phones

why can't I have one?

You're still too young.

Then I want a tablet.

The latest model, the same one they have.

She's crazy. Are you crazy?

Do you know how much that is?

You should be more like your mom. Always helping others.

Those who need help the most, who have the least.

I'm very proud of your mom.

She isn't a superficial person.

She's always helping, and doesn't do it for the money.

She expects nothing in return.

She does it out of love.

Bingo.

Bingo.

Bingo.

Right, honey?

Yes, Clari.

Out of love for our neighbor.

Everything we do is always

out of love for others.

Girls!

- I have the scoop of the year. - What? Tell us!

I found Mari screwing around with the maid at my house.

- What? - What?

She was fucking Susi at your house?

Shut up, you loony!

No. Not fucking.

They were rolling around, playing, hitting each other.

And it wasn't Susi

it was her cousin who was replacing her

whatever, their problem

anyways, apparently they went to school together.

So they ran into each other there

and went all excited, rolling around on my lawn.

Wait, she went to school with your housemaid?

- Didn't she go to school with you? - To St. Andrew's?

- Yeah. - No.

- Where did she go to school then? - I don't know.

Girls, I'm in shock.

Goodness, she studied with the housemaid.

- That's really heavy. - Yeah.

Sorry, but I believe it's actually "private housekeeping employee".

That's the proper term to use, "private housekeeping employee."

What you're doing right now is called "gaslighting"

and it's not cool.

Let's go. Good luck on your test.

- Thank you. - Bye, honey.

- Bye. - Have a nice day.

- Thank you. - Hi, sweetie!

- Good morning! - Hello!

- How are you? - Hey.

- What's all this? - Coats for the fair.

- It'd be great if you washed them. - Wash them? Me?

Sweetie, nobody said you have to do it with your own hands.

- Work it out somehow. - Thanks, Marina.

Sure, it's just that I don't think I have to do these things.

Marina, I'm dropping dead!

What is that beautiful purse?

- Yeah, Pablo gave it to me. - Wow!

Do you like it?

I've never seen that model before. It's amazing.

It's just that my husband knows someone who...

Well, never mind, you haven't seen it because it's not out yet.

Holy shit. I can't believe it.

- That's worth more than a car. - No!

- Are you kidding? - Yeah, more than a car!

- More than a car? - Yeah, that's crazy!

Holy shit, I've never seen anything like this!

I'm sorry. Sorry, girls

but Maggie, when you were chairwoman for the Foundation

did you do things like this?

Honey, of course. We all did everything here, you know.

- Girls. - What?

That's Gio's teacher.

That poor girl had a bad breakup.

He left her on the street.

- Apparently he was also violent. - Yeah.

I heard he sent her to the hospital once.

To the hospital? Why? What'd he do?

I don't know, that's just what I overheard.

I don't want to judge, like, "Let's kill the guy!"

- No! No! - I don't like that, no.

It's better not to meddle in the teachers' private lives.

- It's just isn't cool. - Not cool.

Well girls, I'll... get going.

I'm... already running late.

- Sure. - Bye.

Bye.

- I'm here. - Good.

Come on. I don't have much time.

This took me all night, so be appreciative.

- Cool, right? - Yeah, nice.

Mom, it's all good

but I need the board for studying.

- Can I have it back? - Yeah, I'll give it back, here.

- Don't worry, I'll fix it. - No, wait!

- So, I was saying... - Again with the computer, Mom?

- Well, I... - Come on.

Here's what I got.

Lucas Romero, 28 years old, single.

He owns three transport companies.

One for parcels, one for passengers

and most importantly, one for cash.

- Isn't he too young for all that? - Yeah, it's weird.

Must be a family thing but I couldn't find anything.

What we know is that he works in Puerto Madero

and that every day, he goes to the same bar next door.

He goes for an after-office drink, which means, going to a bar...

- I know what "after office" means. - Okay.

He goes there every day, so it's a piece of cake.

We go there and we attack.

It's not that simple. You won't pick him up.

Look at him! Even back then, we would only pick up older men.

Yeah, but we only did that because old men had more money

not because we couldn't pick up a guy like this.

Your selective memory blows me away.

You remember only what you want.

- Did you bring the drugs? - Yes.

No, yes, I mean, yes. I brought it, but this won't...

This won't work, they're all expired. Look.

That's not enough.

We'll have to see.

I'm sorry but this should be like it was before.

It should be Paola who gives us the sedatives and dessert, no?

Yes, but things change.

Look at you now, a good lady.

So you're going to make a delicious marquis.

You mean marquise.

I think the cake's called marquis.

It's a dessert, and it's marquise.

- It's marquis... - Whatever.

Do you know what I think?

I think she doesn't understand the importance of this position.

That's for sure.

Are you okay, sweetheart? No!

- Are you crying? - No!

Yeah.

I didn't get the TV role.

- You should've seen it coming. - Yeah?

- But what happened? - Nothing.

They gave it to some other new girl.

She's a little younger, with more followers.

Well, screw TV anyway.

Who watches TV?

Do you girls watch TV?

Girls, give me a break! No one watches TV.

- Yeah, no one. - No one! No one does!

Well, don't worry anyway

because I have lots of other offers.

I was offered to do revue theater in the summer

- and I'm gonna say yes. - Oh, Maggie, don't.

What?

Please, Mecha, it's an artistic experience.

- I wouldn't miss it. - I didn't say anything.

- No, you said a lot. - Hi, Susi.

- What's up? - Good morning.

Sorry, ma'am.

I wanted to apologize for not coming yesterday without notice.

My phone was stolen yesterday.

I was offline all day. I didn't know what to do.

I felt so horrible.

Fucking thieves!

They should cut off their hands!

You know? As good countries do.

They grab the bastard and cut his hand off! That's it!

Anyway, it's fine, Susi. What matters is that you're well.

- That's what matters, Susi. - Are you okay, Susi?

Yes, thank you.

Still, I must say. Your cousin...

She's an angel. Her cleaning is a little hit or miss.

And she's a bit chatty for my taste.

- But take a look at this. - Let's see.

- Wow! - What cousin?

I've never had a manicure like this.

- So nice! - Wow!

It's a work of art.

All right, I'll check this out later.

Take this home, that's good alpaca. Go Susi, thank you.

- Let's see! - Are these yours?

- They are! - Yeah?

- And ten Swarovski crystals on top. - What?

Watch your clothes.

Let's hope it's enough.

It smells great!

What is that?

Nelly, I told you not to come here!

- What are you doing here? - All right, sorry!

Sorry, sorry!

We're back, baby.

Okay.

Enough.

All set.

What time is it?

Three o'clock. Perfect. Wait for me here.

- I'll pick you up. - Okay.

Although, I don't know what I should wear.

- I've got nothing. - Marina.

You kept the bus ticket

from your first time with your first boyfriend.

You have your black widow clothes. I'm sure of it.

Wait, I have something for you.

Don't dress too slutty. We're too old for that.

Nope. No.

Sorry.

Maggie, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. I've had the worst possible day today.

You can't show up whenever you want. You get that?

I know, and...

I swear, I feel so embarrassed. Forgive me.

The jackets?

I didn't get to wash them, but they'll be here tomorrow.

Maggie, they'll be here tomorrow.

You're going to fold everything here very carefully!

- Yes, of course! Of course. - Now!

- Shall I put this here? - Oh, my god!

That perfume smells just awful.

We can't have it smell like a barnyard in here, Pia!

It's horrible! Truly sickening.

Okay, sorry.

Pia's color-blind.

- Yes. - She mixes up all the colors.

Hey, what's up?

You've got so many pretty things!

Thank you. For years, the Foundation helps...

Maggie Achaval Williams

- The model. - Yes.

Well, I was. Now I'm a businesswoman.

And an author too.

I remember a picture of you in a magazine.

I don't remember which, it's been a while.

You were practically butt naked.

You were 13, 14 years old.

What a fuss you caused!

- Do you remember? - But...

That was a long time ago. A different era.

- Yeah. - You're not from around here, right?

No, word of mouth got me here.

I was told you had nice things and it's true.

They're cool, really cool.

Oh, one more thing.

I remember this clearly.

Didn't you have this little mystical, delusion problem once?

Then you set a car on fire in a garage?

No, no, no.

- That was so funny! - It was an accident

but the media twisted the story.

What, what was an accident?

The anorexia thing you had, when you wouldn't eat?

- Excuse me? - I'm just saying

when you don't eat...

like the cloistered nuns when they fast

they start seeing Jesus and stuff.

Jesus!

Jesus my ass.

It's the hunger talking.

You know?

You used to go to Privéh a lot.

- The nightclub, yeah. - No.

You were basically a regular there.

Don't you remember me?

- No. - Damn, what a shame

because I still remember you and so do the people.

That's pretty awful...

you've had such a hard life

yet people remember you

because of your past all the time.

So... Wow. No way am I paying that.

She's crazy.

Like, totally...

- Sorry, can you... - Yeah, my bad.

Oh, sorry.

Sorry.

I just wanted to tell you

despite all we're going through, which is terrible, I'm aware...

I'm happy to be here with you anyway.

- Sharing a moment like we used to... - Micaela.

Paola is a psychopath.

Don't you get it? She showed up at my work today.

Oh, you have a job? I didn't know. What do you do?

I am the chairwoman of an NGO.

Does it pay well?

It's pro bono.

Then it's not a job, it's an activity so...

Yes, it's a job.

Right.

My work is great.

I couldn't be happier. I'm living out my dream.

You know I've always wanted to have a salon, so...

I'm living out my dream.

I'm really happy. It's much harder than I expected.

You've no idea how tough colorimetry is.

Formulas, calculations, numbers, it's a mess.

And the clients...

the clients who come in and want to chat.

They tell you their problems.

When I first saw you, I thought...

She needs a Japanese straightening.

Answer the phone already!

- Hi, honey. - Babe, where are you?

- I've been calling you. - Sorry, I've had my hands

so full with the whole washing-the-jackets thing.

It's just a lot of jackets, you have no idea.

Sorry for not answering

- your messages earlier. - Okay.

It's fine. We'll talk later.

What a pain, he's got you tamed.

Shut the fuck up.

The other day, I was thinking of that time you fucked that hobo.

- God. - Remember the neighborhood bum?

He started telling everyone, but he was crazy, so nobody believed him.

- But we knew you truly fucked... - Mica.

You're the one who fucked that homeless man.

You're right.

Yeah, that's true.

That guy was hot, though.

Yeah, he was handsome.

- Is that the guy? - Yeah.

That's him.

Come on.

- No, I can't do it. - What?

- No. I can't do it. - Come on.

No, I'm uncomfortable! Just look at us.

We're looking great, Maru!

We're over the hill. We're a joke. I can't.

What if I go in there and someone recognizes me...

I can't. You can do it yourself, Mica.

- No, not alone. No. - I'm scared.

Okay.

Leave it to me.

Nice day for having some beer, huh?

Excuse me, I'm trying to work here.

Yeah.

- What happened? - Nothing, let's go.

What do you mean, "let's go?" We have to knock him out.

He's busy with some work stuff, so...

You got rejected.

Yeah.

I told you.

We're a joke.

First of all, Pao

- thank you very much for meeting us. - Of course.

We were really eager to meet you.

Thank you.

I suppose that, having worked at Public Relations for Privéh

- you have... - For Privéh and for other six

of Gussi's nightclubs.

Which wouldn't have been so successful

if it weren't for my management.

- Right. - So, Pao

we'd like you to tell the world your version of the story.

We'd like you to have the opportunity

to also clear up any kind of myths or rumors.

I have nothing to clear up.

The documentary will focus on Gussi's final days.

Right.

His women, his partner.

His nightlife.

Your life was very glamorous.

For sure, but I spent four years

sleeping next to a lady who had a pair of dicks tattooed

on each shoulder blade on her back.

And who made me watch her take a shit.

So glamorous, right?

How much will you pay?

How much do you want?

See that, Nachito?

That's how you treat a lady.

What are you doing?

I want something sweet. Or 20 smokes.

I'm so anxious right now.

You know what? I should lift my boobs a little bit.

Well, I see your self-esteem is sky-high.

Listen, Mica.

Don't you think we should come up

with a more age-appropriate plan to get to him?

No, not at all. There's no need to reinvent the wheel.

Guys only care about one thing, only one thing really moves them.

Yeah. Maradona.

- No. - Maradona's physical trainer.

No, a really good hooker.

And if it's two hookers together, even better. You know that.

Mica!

Listen, I'm grabbing some cash for a cab. It's pouring out there.

I call dibs! This is my hooker.

Now you get your own.

- Excuse me? - Listen.

Do you want to make some quick and easy money?

With that pyramid scheme vibe you've got, count me out.

Listen up, you fucking brat.

Don't you want to make 3,000 in a single week

you dumb fuck?

Sorry! No, sorry. Don't worry...

Don't worry, you don't have to decide now.

Think about it calmly.

ON THE NEXT EPISODE

I give you 24 hours to bring me that asshole.

- Let's go with one. It's all we got. - You know they have to be two.

I have an offer that might interest you.

I know how to get the anxiolytics.

This could be dangerous.

Have you never lost one?

Girls, call me back right away!

I have some hot gossip.