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- Cheers! - Cheers!

The money is for the molly.

The water bottle is my treat, baby.

Thank you.

You're fucking awesome, Adri.

Come with me to the States.

- What? - A buddy's gonna help me.

Help you for what?

Hm? To do the same you do here?

You're so good here.

Yeah, but there's no money here.

Clients over there are rich.

Besides, what the fuck are you leaving behind?

You don't have anything here, right?

My dad doesn't count or what?

Yeah, but that guy doesn't even mind you.

What if I ask you to stay?

Huh?

- Fuck! Get dressed! - What?

- Get dressed! Get dressed! - Oh, no!

Let's take a quick look, buddy.

- Hey! Don't touch me! - Hey, easy, easy.

Oh, I've found the candy.

You two will have to come

- with us... - What? No!

- for indecent exposure. - Don't hit me!

Hold on! Wait!

- Take him! Take him! - No!

Here, Miss! Come on! Get him up!

- Hey! - Come here!

What do I do?

Easy, Miss. Easy.

Don't cry.

Life is full of surprises, isn't it, missy?

Let's see if you're such a macho after warming up a bit.

Where are you taking us?

What are you gonna do to us? What do you want?

Do you want money?

Oh, geez.

Look at you.

You're brave, honey.

Easy.

Take a breath, dear. Take a breath.

What?

Do you shake like that when your pup's inside you?

Oh, honey.

I think you'll have to give me a few bucks

so that I rest tonight, because I did see you fucking.

How much do you want? Tell me how much money you need.

Look at you! Now you're getting me, dear.

See?

We're speaking the same language, darling.

Oh, baby.

KILLER WOMAN

THE CHEF

What's wrong, boss? Keep it low. Keep it low.

Oh, damn.

I can't believe it, child.

Sorry, Dad.

Everything looks good, boss.

You should keep an eye on the trees she climbs.

Imagine what would've happened

if decent people like us hadn't found her?

You're welcome, boss.

Miss.

Forgive me, Dad. It was all my fault.

Look what they did to him!

Adriana, who's this man?

He's a friend. But please, help me.

Come on, please. Are you okay?

Does it hurt? You're still bleeding.

How can you come back here just like that?

- Stop it, Dad. - What were you thinking?

- Stop it, shh... - What do you mean

- with "stop it"? - I'll explain it later.

It's not possible.

Damn! You're so good at parking!

I reckon you got your license without doing a test?

How do you know?

Careful, Adri. They're quite strong.

Are you leaving now? Are you in a hurry?

Give me a ride. And we can chat for a while.

Chatting with you? That's so lame.

About what?

What the fuck are we doing, then?

I don't know.

Doing the things you do best.

- Let's go. - Shall we?

...for you.

And two for you.

Just a bit.

Look.

Good.

It's done, honey.

- Okay. - Let's go.

Look. Hold them like this.

- Like tongs. - Okay.

- Okay, yeah. - Okay? Got it?

- Yes, teacher. - Go.

Honestly I can't believe

you've never eaten sushi.

- It's embarrassing. - It's not easy. Look,

- it's falling! - Look, like this.

Like this? Look.

- No! - I have tongs included.

- You can't do that. - Just like this.

Don't do that!

Look, dear. Do you like this one?

Look at these shoes. They're cool, aren't they?

And I found this jacket that looks super cool.

This one. It's super cool, right?

Martin, why do you like dressing up as a bad guy?

What's wrong with that? Besides...

I'm your bad guy.

This one.

I mean, it's pretty and everything,

but you're not getting me, honey.

If I dress up the way you want,

they'll fucking kill me in my neighborhood.

I mean it.

And look...

I'd rather you fuck me than the neighborhood.

That's true.

That's all.

Thank you. Are you hungry, kids?

Yeah, let's go.

Martin...

No offence,

but I'd rather you have a different job.

Of course, if you wanna keep dating Adri.

Dad...

What do you do for a living?

I direct TV ads.

You can afford all this with that job?

I've visited this club since I first arrived in Mexico.

Well, also because the restaurant's owner

is a friend.

And my dad closes his deals for the ads in that restaurant.

He meets the actors. They eat and drink.

They take pics together. It's so fun. You have no idea!

Look, it's not like I'm super excited

about this world.

But at least I can sleep well.

And I can see myself dying as an old man.

Not in the sewers with three bullets in my head.

Adri will study gastronomy.

What about you, Martin?

What are your plans?

We're gonna get married,

have 10 kids, and let them take care of you.

I think I'll go to the States.

The truth is I only sell drugs, so...

Maybe you're right.

If I stay here, they're gonna kill me.

What? What do you want?

If you wanna leave, just do it!

Easy, listen.

- What? - Calm down.

Bye.

Martin?

Martin!

Martin?

Martin!

Martin!

Are you Adriana?

Yes, I am.

Is Martin home?

He's not here. He left for San Diego.

Either the cops caught him or his employers fucked him up.

I'd rather he's there with his dad looking for a new job.

There's no option.

Can I come in and see his room?

No, dear.

Didn't he leave a letter or anything for me?

No, nothing. You'd better go home.

This isn't a safe place for you.

Asshole! Motherfucker!

You used me like a whore, asshole!

You know what? I hope you're fucked!

Wherever you are! I hope they kill you, idiot!

Fuck you, Martin!

Idiot!

TEN YEARS LATER...

Ladies and gentlemen!

I'd like to introduce the five-star chef

who delighted us today with her exquisite dishes!

Adriana Salas will be in our kitchen

elevating our land's delicacies

to the highest level.

Thanks.

Thank you so much, Bertha.

Well, from now on

you will find a groundbreaking proposal

of beef and organic vegetables in our menu,

as well as nine varieties of maize.

Please, as a thank you gift for your visit,

allow me to give you

a tequila and celery sorbet with hints of lime as a dessert.

Thank you so much for being here with us today.

I hope to see you soon in Ludmilla, your restaurant.

- Thank you! - Hurray!

Congratulations!

You showed these chauvinists who's the boss.

Hell yeah.

You're so dear to me.

Your mom would be so proud.

How are you?

What?

You'll just shake my hand and that's it?

Here, I have to.

When did you come back?

Just now.

Come.

And... ready. Come on, team!

We have 50 dishes and counting!

We have to finish this service.

Is it good, chef?

No, it needs to be cooked for longer.

Pass me the organic salt, please.

- Here. - Thank you.

You're so efficient.

Give it up for the love of my life!

Hey, what's wrong with you?

You do this again

and you won't wash a single plate in my kitchen.

Go.

Come on!

Let's not spoil this night, please!

Let's get this party started!

- Adri! - What are you wearing?

- Look, look! - What's that? Oh,

- that's so embarrassing. - Yeah.

- Right? - Yeah, yeah.

- For the bride-to-be. - Let's see.

Put it right.

There it is.

Just like this.

All right!

Come on, bitches! Play some music!

What are you doing, child?

Okay...

- There you go. - How does it look?

Gorgeous!

- Yeah! - Marilyn Monroe!

- Let's party! - That's so sexy!

Everyone! Drink it all! All or nothing!

- Drink it all! Drink it all! - Ah, this is falling!

Look, child.

- What? - It's a parcel from your dad.

What is it? Let's see.

I wonder what it is.

Let's see.

It says...

My fucking dad.

He's come up with this story about not coming to my wedding.

Because he says the production house

in Barcelona is doing better.

Of course it's not better! It's not!

He can't accept he's invested a lot of money

in a business that won't work.

Well, but that's his money.

And he can do with it whatever he wants.

And you shouldn't complain so much.

Because he has always given you everything you want.

Sorry, my child.

I don't know why I've said that.

I don't like it when you speak ill of your dad.

He pays more attention to his new wife than to me.

Oh, but you're so pampered!

Oh, child.

Come on!

- You naughty! - Okay, let the party go on!

What about a round of shots for everyone?

Yes!

We haven't said yet...

- Hi, Love. - How are you doing, girls?

Hello!

Look who's here?

My bachelor's party was

a bit boring so we decided to come here instead.

- Oh, did you? - Come on, have fun.

Enjoy. Have a good time.

Besides, I can't be away from you.

Or from your skin.

I love that from you.

I missed you too.

For fuck's sake.

What's up?

- Hello. - Is everything okay?

Of course I'm angry.

It's the most important day of my life

and you'd rather miss it?

Dad, if it's about the money, don't worry.

I can send you a plane ticket and that's it.

Okay, Adriana. Adri, my princess, listen...

I have big news I can confirm now.

We're expecting a baby.

I mean, it's a high-risk pregnancy

because you know Tere is not so young.

And the other day she bled a bit.

Obviously, my dear, the doctors have told us not to fly.

And the truth is, I'm a bit worried about her.

Adri... My love, are you there?

I never thought you'd betray my mother's memory.

I've dated other women.

So?

Are you starting a new family?

I have the right to carry on with my life, right?

Your mom...

...abandoned us when she took her own life, Adri.

She abandoned us.

Yeah.

Maybe it was our fault.

Maybe we drove her crazy or something like that.

No, no, no. That's nonsense. Of course not.

Your mom...

Jealousy drove her mad.

Those damned pills drove her mad.

Nonsense.

You know what, Dad? I don't care.

It looks like you've chosen your conceited Catalan

and you want to stand me up in my wedding

just because you don't like my boyfriend.

You have no right to talk to me like that.

Respect me.

Fuck it!

Are you fucking crazy?

Why the fuck did you hang up the phone?

How the fuck are we paying the wedding?

With my money, what else, Martin?

Okay, just hold me.

Hold me.

Hold me.

Adriana, you look gorgeous.

I can't see a bride without her veil.

A veil, Toña? We're not in the 1950s.

My mom wore a veil, so I don't wanna use it.

You look gorgeous.

With or without a veil.

I almost forgot with this veil thing...

You've just got this.

It's from your dad.

The honeymoon trip. Take it.

Give it back. I don't want anything from him.

He has forsaken me as well.

Adriana, dear.

You don't have to be so tough with

the one who loves you the most.

Well, after my dear Martin.

Listen, Mrs. Toña.

Does a Dad love more or less than a husband?

That depends on the dad and the son, right?

I'm happy as long as you stay with me.

My dear Martin will always look after you, Adriana.

Thanks to you and the Virgin Mary

he's calmed down more.

Well...

Kind of.

Have a great day, my dear.

You'll always be the princess of my heart.

Hey, you... Look at that!

You're so pretty.

You make sinning look so sweet.

Sinning is the best of conditions, don't you think?

Marcela!

Marcela!

I'm coming!

I'm coming.

Dismiss everyone.

Tell them I'm not getting married.

What?

- You're not thinking right... - It's not just my issue.

Do as I say, ok?

- Yeah. - Go, right now.

Is everything okay, Doctor?

The tequila sorbet is delicious.

Thank you so much

for cooking for sophisticate palates like ours.

You have a gift, Adriana.

Thank you so much. We hope to see you again soon.

Thank you.

- Excuse me. - Sure, no problem.

She's amazing.

Hey! Who served table 12?

You? You're fired.

You leave my restaurant! Now!

What's happening?

Who do you hire?

She didn't know the tables have to be cleaned

before serving the dessert!

Adriana, can I have a word with you?

¿What's wrong?

What is it? What's wrong?

You're not like this, Adriana!

Don't lash out at the team!

They'd do anything for you!

You want me to fire this girl for such an insignificant issue?

I won't fire her.

She's not to blame for your mood

because you decided not to marry that asshole!

So please, go out and have fun like you used to do!

Go out, meet other guys.

You can't treat people like this.

You can't! You have to relax!

Fire her.

I won't be humiliated in front of everyone!

No, you know what?

You're right.

Don't fire her.

Come in, Miss.

How can we help you?

I've come to see Martin.

Martin!

Can we talk?

What the fuck are you doing here?

Huh? Go!

Get the fuck out!

I won't leave before you hear me, Martin.

Give me that!

Miss, please...

Leave.

Martin, just listen...

Hey, hey! What's wrong with you?

She's the bitch who stood me up.

I get that.

But you can't hit her.

Say you're sorry or leave!

Forgive me, Adriana.

- Can I leave you alone? - Sure, don't worry about it.

- Look... - You've humiliated me.

I felt fucking awful.

Go. I don't wanna see you again.

Look, Martin.

Look.

It's one of the best spas in Mexico.

We could go there and fix these issues like adults.

Martin.

Please don't leave me alone.

Never leave me, even if I ask you that.

- What? - So?

Are gonna...? Are you gonna talk to Bertha?

Will you?

But what do you wanna do at the restaurant?

Will you wash dishes again?

I don't know, Adri. Don't fuck with me.

It's fucking normal to work at a luxury restaurant

instead of a dodgy workshop, for fuck's sake.

I can be useful at the restaurant

doing whatever. I don't know.

- Chief waiter. - Chief waiter?

- Hell yeah. - Don't be silly, Martin.

Hey...

¿What time does your shift end?

- Ah bit late.. - Is that so?

I'll be around...

Thank you.

Today we had 70 bookings

and we're fully booked tomorrow.

- No! - What?

- Perfect! - Amazing!

- Congratulations! - Congratulations!

Let's toast to that!

Hey, hey. Let's pass it.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

- Thank you. - Oh, don't be mean.

- Oh, God. - My last round.

Congratulations.

- Now it's ready. - Cheers!

Cheers!

Hey, guys. Well...

Congratulations, everyone!

We did it great today. You're awesome. Cheers!

Cheers...

Everything is ready for tomorrow, chef.

Thank you.

Hey, what about you park the cars tomorrow

and I make the desserts?

Some fruit here, some cream there...

It'll be... delicious.

Martin, can you come, please?

Come, let's go.

- You think so? - Yeah, of course.

What's wrong with you?

You like the baker?

Huh?

You like her?

Hey, hey... promise you'll marry me.

- Huh? - I promise.

Hey!

- Hey! - What?

- Wait, for fuck's sake... - What? What do you want?

You love humiliating me, don't you?

Go on! Keep partying with your waitresses.

I've been married for two hours, and I'm fed up already!

Hey!

You turn me on so fucking much when you get that jealous.

Please, shut up.

And don't you dare get in my car with that.

There's no fucking way I'm taking this whisky, dear.

You disgust me! You're so vulgar!

- Hey, hey! - So fucking vulgar!

Are you ashamed of me, you fucking princess? Huh?

Lower your voice. Let's go.

I'm not your valet.

Now I'm your husband, you little bitch.

What's up, newlyweds? Is everything okay?

- Don't but in, idiot! - Stop it! Stop it!

It's okay, Poncho. Thanks.

We know Martin can't hold his liquor. Come.

- Please? - Yeah, we've all noticed that.

You've noticed? Fuck you.

What's wrong with you? Stop!

Stop it! Poncho! Martin!

Poncho! Come back to the party! Come back!

Let's go.

¿What wrong with you?

Hey! What are you doing?

What's wrong with you?

Why did you do that? Are you crazy or what?

Martin! Please, get in the car!

Let's go! Enough with your nonsense!

Say you're sorry.

Say you're sorry, for fuck's sake!

I was thinking.

Why the fuck did you marry me?

You only want to order me around!

Martin this! Martin that! Fucking Martin!

Of course not!

- It's not? - No.

So where's your family?

Why haven't I met anyone?

Why haven't I met your fucking family?

You know my dad! And you know he doesn't care about me!

Martin, I have nobody.

You're lucky to have your mom,

your siblings, your aunts, but not me!

Martin...

You're all I have.

You're my life.

So why do you treat me like this?

I don't mistreat you. Why do you say so?

Get in the car.

Do you like it?

Do you like it, you whore?

You like it?

You rule in the kitchen.

The rest is for your man.

Don't you ever call me a whore.

Good afternoon.

- Here's your ticket. - Yeah, thanks. Take care of it.

Ready. The sirloin for table 5 is ready.

Thanks.

The Health Secretary is here.

How are the vegetables, Poncho?

- Almost ready, chef. - Thanks.

You have to show off, dear Adriana.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. I'm perfect. Why do you ask?

Oh, it's nothing.

You look tired.

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Don't touch my food with your filthy hands, asshole!

Relax, it was just a bit. I'm starving.

Hey, great job.

Get out of my kitchen.

Out of my restaurant and out of my life.

You're fired.

Get out!

Ah! You scared me!

What are you doing here?

Adriana! Won't you ever go back home?

Don't be noisy.

I'm making a new dish.

Dear, I'm tired.

Nobody's here.

Don't worry.

- I'll be okay. - No.

Just set the alarm on.

Why would I leave you here?

Now tell me, how many days have you been here?

Don't worry about me.

I love what I'm doing.

Please, just don't forget the alarm.

Okay.

I'll set the alarm.

Wow, this caramel custard is amazing!

Welcome.

Welcome, miss, they are waiting for you.

Hi! Nice to meet you. Is everything good?

- Yeah, thank you. - Thanks.

Thank you so much for coming.

Everything was great.

You're very talented, Adriana.

Thank you so much for everything.

- Thank you. - Thanks to you.

- Good evening. - See you soon.

- Take care. - See you soon.

There's no way you can stay here tonight,

locked up, sleeping, working or whatever you're doing.

You've been locked up here for so many days.

Tonight is the time to have fun.

I've arranged everything.

No, Bertha. I don't know. I don't feel like it.

I don't care.

- Come with me. - Where are you taking me?

- Okay. - I'm feeling a bit lightheaded.

It's a surprise but I have three options.

- Three? - I hope they're good.

- You're so used to... - Stop it...

Will you have some? Yeah, it's ok.

Unbelievable.

Either you stop him or I'll do it.

I'll call the police.

No, no. That won't be necessary.

Adriana, get rid of this rascal now

or our partnership is over. I mean it.

It's your choice.

Hey, you!

That's enough. Stop sabotaging my restaurant!

I'm done with you! Just go! Fuck off! Just leave!

You're so useless. You only know how to do and sell that shit.

What are you doing here? Go!

Do you think you fucking own my life or what?

I'll do whatever the fuck I want.

Commander, there's a dangerous man

who is beating a woman and selling drugs.

It's at the restaurant Ludmilla.

- What? - I'm Bertha Carrera.

Are you gonna let

the Justice League fuck with me...?

Love?

That's not my problem, Love.

Why don't you leave before the cops arrive?

And give me the keys of my house.

Hey, can you give me a ride to the city center?

No, no. If you do it, I'll fire you.

I'm sorry, bro.

Come on, man. Let's go.

Viviana, what are you doing?

What? I'm making sure the police is coming.

What do we do?

We should wait for the police.

I didn't call them.

Oh, no.

- He's a piece of work. - Shit.

I miss you.

When will you visit me?

Bertha has told me everything.

What will you do about Martin?

I don't want to talk about that idiot.

I'm going to participate

in Michoacan's Cooking Contest, Dad.

No, listen, Adriana.

You'll sell that restaurant.

And come to Barcelona.

You can stay with us until you find something here.

No, thanks. I'm okay here.

You know it was hard for me to get started.

Adriana!

Fine, fine.

I promise I'll think about it.

I love you.

How did you get in here?

Have you forgotten I'm your husband?

That I know everything about you?

That I know the password for this shithole...

...is your birthday?

It's been a difficult day.

And you have no idea how much I regret yelling at you. Please.

Forgive me.

THE JUDGE CONSIDERED ADRIANA'S SELF-DEFENSE APPEAL.

ADRIANA LIVES IN BARCELONA AND GOES TO THERAPY

TO DEAL WITH HER MOTHER'S SUICIDE

AND HER POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS.