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PREVIOUSLY

I've been planning this moment for 20 years.

-Cheers. -Go on now.

I'll get my revenge on him.

On everyone who planned and covered up my mother's death,

and took my life away from me.

Because to steal my inheritance from me,

they took the only valuable thing in my life.

Love.

That vile woman is a problem for the both of us, Rosa.

And I have something special for her too.

Do you have a girlfriend?

I'll make him obsessed and use him like a pawn.

What you had, it's called yagé.

It causes paralysis, but leaves you conscious.

So, you're going to witness your own death.

I'm at Deputy Commissioner Guzmán's residence to verify presence.

Hey! Stop!

Did you take your mom's car?

They spotted me, David. I've got a patrol car chasing me.

At the intersection, speed up and don't stop.

If Juan saw you, he's a threat.

I'm not gonna let you do anything bad to him,

and I make the decisions here. Is that clear?

You're gonna have to explain

a couple of things you did with your mom's car.

C'mon. I didn't do anything with my mom's car, Sosa.

Hey.

The following episode contains depictions

of suicide that may be disturbing to some viewers.

Viewer discretion is advised.

All right, put that over there.

-Here's the candy. -Oh, thank you…

You'll see, I won't have anything left thanks to everything you did today.

-What time are you coming back, Mom? -I don't know, when the market's over.

Mm? All right.

Gimme a kiss.

Now, you behave.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Let's go, Nehuén's waiting for us.

Juancito's down by the stream. I couldn't even get a smile out of him.

So much bitterness over something that can't…

Mother, no one can find out that she's alive.

Yes, I know, but it breaks my heart.

-Are you heading to Manzano now? -Yes. I couldn't stall any longer.

I have no idea how I'm supposed to lie to Malena's family.

Tell them she disappeared. It's the only way to keep Clarita safe.

-If Mom sees us, we're dead. -And so is Sister Carmen.

And if she doesn't see us, then what? Nothing.

Listen to me. If you see him, be careful.

-Don't let him see you. -Ugh, I know!

Welcome to LOLEN

Where's Clara?

-No idea. -We don't know.

-What are you doing here? -Nothing.

-Let's go. -No.

Clara, get over here.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry.

I don't know what the hell is wrong with you.

Someone could've seen you. This is a disaster.

If you hadn't wanted to kill Juan, we wouldn't be here.

I don't want to kill him! But like I said, if he saw you,

if he figured it out, we have to do something, dammit.

Shut your mouth, David!

We're not here to kill innocent people. I'm not saying it again, David.

And I'm not letting this all go to hell.

Our lives are on the line here. Do you get that? Our lives.

Mailén, Nehuén, me.

We all have our reasons for being here. But we're also doing this for you.

And what do you do?

You risk everything over some childhood crush?

He's not just some childhood crush. Juan is very special to me.

And yeah, I put my life on the line for him.

But you have no right to say anything

because you're doing the exact same thing.

You're risking your life for love.

I'm doing this for my sister.

I'd follow you to the ends of the Earth, Clara.

But the real risk isn't with what happens to us.

If they discover us too soon, all those bastards walk free.

Are you really willing to risk that over a guy you met 20 years ago?

When I was leaving just now, Juan opened his eyes.

-For fuck's sake! -No, no, no, he didn't recognize me.

No, he was heavily sedated, and I knocked him out fast.

You need to go to Buenos Aires. You can't stay here another second.

I'm not going to Buenos Aries. Change of plans

Like hell it's a change of plans. You're leaving.

-No, I'm not leaving, David. -You're leaving, and that's final.

So, you did take your mom's car, then. What the fuck did you do now?

I did nothing. I was with Fernando all night.

-Tell me, what'd he get himself into? -Don't play dumb, Peyrano.

The whole town knows what he's mixed up in. Especially you.

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about? Open the trunk. Open the trunk!

-I don't get it. What's this? -That's Guzmán's radio. Your son stole it.

One of my officers saw him leaving the house,

chased him, and then he crashed.

Sosa, I was with Fernando Saavedra all night.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Call the maid. She was there, she'll tell you. I didn't do anything.

-And this paint? -How should I know?

It's the same one you splattered in the room where my grandson was.

And you wanna threaten me? You miserable son of a bitch.

Osvaldo, what you're saying is nonsense. I…

I don't know anything about your grandson, nothing.

-Whaddya saying? -If you wanted to threaten me,

you should've sent someone smarter, not your idiot son.

I've told you a hundred times. It wasn't me, you moron.

Wait!

-C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, let's talk. -Where? But where? I already told you.

-I don't know anything. -Let's talk. To talk. C'mon.

-Yoo-hoo! -Oh, ma'am. You're here again.

-For the love of God. -Wait… Who? Who's talking to me?

Who's this? Is it you? This is my room, Sandra.

Well, your room, that's debatable, ma'am.

If you ask me, he should've been the one to leave, but, well…

Wow, you're so loyal.

Can you remind me to get you a little gift with your holiday bonus?

I mean, yes, ma'am. If you ask me, as a woman,

I'd say he should've left.

It's not right that he threw you out, right?

Just like that, in such a brutal way.

-Mm. -How empathetic you are.

-So supportive. -Hmm.

And yet, you're sucking up to your new boss.

Traitor. Disgusting. After everything I've done for you.

If it wasn't for me, you'd be running naked

in the fields, rolling in the dirt. Get out! Shoo! Shoo! Piece of trash!

-Where are you? -In Buenos Aires. Why?

Buenos Aires where, Letizia?

At the hotel, Fausto. Why are you so worked up?

'Cause I just left the hotel, and they told me you're not there.

Can you tell me what the fuck is going on?

Are you seriously asking me that?

Yeah, I am asking you. You suddenly leave town,

now you're not where you said you'd be, you're ignoring my calls…

Fausto, you know I never check in under my real name.

Right. That's right. I'm sorry. You're right, I'm sorry.

Love you.

Mrs. Marichu locked herself in Ms. Letizia's room

-and she's going through all of her stuff. -What?

And you can't get her out?

You go get her out, see how that goes. I have no idea how she even got in.

-If Fausto finds out, he'll kill me. -And Fernando's not here to deal with her.

Fernando hasn't shown up. He's still not here.

Well, then we need to call Fausto.

Oh, my God. Yeah.

What is it now, Sandra?

Sir, sorry to bother you,

but we have a situation here at the house with Mrs. Marichu.

Quit busting my balls. I'm in Buenos Aires.

What are you doing in Buenos Aires?

Do I need to explain what I'm doing in Buenos Aires? Deal with it.

Hey.

Come in. Just in time, my lover is sneaking out the window.

Sorry, you told me you check in under another name.

-I forgot. -Mm.

-Sorry. -What are you doing here?

-I missed you. -No, don't say that.

You came to surprise me because you're controlling.

No, I wanted to help you with that mess you've got.

Okay, but you could've told me. Call, send me a text…

I… I don't know. These kinds of things don't work with me.

That's true. You're right. I apologize. Sorry.

I'm gonna change.

How many times do I need to tell you?

I don't know anything about that. I swear on my daughter.

Why would I do something like that to you?

That's what I don't get.

Because it was you, that's clear to me now.

But why did you do it?

I've been through enough. I'm out of the game.

Look, all I want to do is serve my time and start over, okay?

Don't give me that bullshit about the crooked prosecutor

who suddenly turned into a peaceful old man.

You got greedy, Peyrano. You got greedy.

You weren't happy with what you had,

you wanted more and more. But they caught you, and you lost.

And out of spite, you started putting pressure on us over that, right?

But why would I pressure you? Why would I pressure you?

What would I gain from stirring up old shit, right?

If I wanted to pressure you, I'd just talk.

-I'm not gonna scare your grandson. -No, wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!

You've got some balls to threaten me to my face.

No, no, no. No. A… all I'm saying is that… that is not my style. That's it.

So, it wasn't you, it was your son.

No, Máximo doesn't know anything about that, no.

Then why did he kill Díaz? Why did he make Guzmán disappear? Why?

Kill Díaz? Please. Máximo has no clue, and even if he did,

he'd never be capable of that.

-I'm gonna find out. I'm taking him. -No! No!

Wait! Believe me, he doesn't know anything!

He knows nothing! I swear!

…to show her ass.

And this shitty color she wears. What is this? What? This?

Mom.

Mom, what are you… what are you doing, Mom? Let's go home.

-This is my… my house. -C'mon.

And stop being such a lapdog for your father. Wake up.

Don't you see he walks all over you too?

-He treats… -Mom…

…the stable boys shoveling horse shit better than he treats you.

Breathe, Mom, breathe.

I don't give a shit about Dad, I just don't like seeing you like this.

You do give a shit about Dad. He terrifies you. You piss yourself.

And to him, you're not Fernando Fausto Saavedra,

you're Dumbass Saavedra.

And you follow him around like a beaten… …puppy.

Tell me, tell me.

Who defended you when they said you hit your girlfriend?

-Was it Daddy? Huh? Tell me. Who, who… -You did.

…helped you with the problems you had with those little sluts?

-You did. -Who handled that whole mess

-with Barros's daughter? -You did, you did! You...

Guess I'm not as crazy as I thought, you ungrateful bastard.

That's what you are.

And now you're taking care of Daddy's little… little…

…whore?

-Tell me, what does she give you? -Can we calm down?

Does… does she get you all hot too? Huh? Is it her golden pussy?

Have you signed the land over to her yet? Huh?

Mom, Letizia has more money than all of us.

You're an idiot, see? You're not the brightest bulb.

Look at the thongs she wears, look! Even I wouldn't wear that.

She's an expensive whore who…

You know what, eats dumbasses like your father alive.

Mom, if Dad finds out about this, he'll kill you.

That's what I want, him to find out. He'll thank me later.

He doesn't realize he brought such misfortune to this house.

To our house.

-No. No, no, no! No, no, no! -Let me go! Let me go, Fernando!

Come and help already! What are you staring at?

-What are you standing there for? -Don't you touch me,

-you filthy bitch! -Get... get the lighter, Mailén!

I'm calling the police. I must call the police.

You mean you still haven't gotten her out yet?

Yes, Fernando's dealing with her, but it's bad, sir, it's bad, sir.

I threw out all of your Viagra, Fausto.

Not even a crane would be able to lift that little thing between your legs.

Enough! Enough! Enough, Mom, stop. Enough already.

Stop it, you're making a fool of yourself, it's embarrassing.

You're embarrassing yourself.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that.

Don't cry. Let's go? Let's go home, come on. Let's go.

Fucker!

-The whiskey. -Pass me a smoke and the whiskey.

Smoke and the whiskey. Smokes and whiskey.

C'mon.

Sandra, Sandra, put those clothes in the wash, please.

Yes, yes, yes, yes.

They're leaving now, sir.

Call me if there's anything, okay?

-Everything okay? -No, no.

It's all bad. All bad.

-She's completely unhinged. -Mm.

Yeah. She's gonna need treatment. She won't calm down on her own.

-She's running straight to a shrink. -Mm.

You're the only good thing I have in my life.

You don't know how much I missed you.

If I go a day without you, I feel like I'm gonna explode.

Mm.

The bank situation's got me really stressed.

I think I'll have to travel to Madrid

-to do the transaction done. -No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No. Absolutely not.

Give me the account, I'll transfer it right now.

-No, Fausto, no. No. -Letizia, let me help you, please. Okay?

It's impossible to argue with you.

Yeah, you already know that.

-All right, look, this is the account. -Mm-hmm.

-And it's 300,000 euros. -All right.

-A doctor! A doctor! -What happened?

Uh… Juan woke up. I'm gonna get a doctor.

Juan. How are you?

Who are you?

I'm David. I came to see you, wanted to know how you're feeling.

Hey. How's it going?

-You gave us quite a scare, huh? -What happened?

You had an accident. You don't remember. You were in the patrol car, just relax.

They say that you were chasing someone. Do you remember?

Yeah. I'd gone to see the deputy chief.

Guzmán!

I called f… for backup, but… I don't know why…

-How long has it been? -Doesn't matter,

you'll remember soon enough. That's very good.

Take it easy, that's what's important for now.

Rest up, the nurse will come adjust your meds,

and then I'll be back, all right? Just relax, go on.

-See you later. -Thanks, doctor.

All right. I'll leave you guys.

-Thanks. -Get better soon.

Thanks.

So? Did you take care of your mom?

Yeah, I took her home and gave her the pills.

-But you have no idea how she was. -What the fuck did she do now?

Nothing. She started going through all of Letizia's stuff,

convinced she changed her name to steal from us. I don't know.

That woman's insane, my God.

-Be patient with her. She'll get over it. -Don't leave her alone, Fernando.

And if it's necessary, stay with her, 'kay?

I'll figure something out later.

Wait, don't hang up. Dad, can you talk to Sosa?

They arrested Máximo, and it's complete bullshit.

So, now, on top of your messes, I have to deal with your friends' too?

It's just that they got him for some crap about his mom's car,

but he didn't do anything. He was here with me all day,

and then we went clubbing in my car.

He's getting screwed over for nothing. Please.

Fine, let me see what I can do.

-Thanks. -Bye.

The longer you wait, the worse it's gonna be, kid.

You won't have a single bone left intact. Where's Guzmán?

I already told you, I don't know anything, Sosa, please.

Enough.

Let him sit with his thoughts for a while. Fausto.

-Did you arrest Máximo Peyrano? -Yeah, I have him here.

It was Peyrano all along, he's the one squeezing us.

Peyrano? Why would he do that? It doesn't make sense.

If we go down, he goes down worse.

Exactly, because he already went down. They got him on multiple charges.

He must have felt alone, broke… That's why he blackmailed us,

-hoping to scrape up some cash. -And how'd he manage to kill Díaz

and make Guzmán disappear while he was under house arrest? Hmm?

-What'd he do, just leave? -No, he never left the house.

He had his nutjob son do it.

Listen, Fernando says he was with Máximo all day and all night.

And besides, you know that idiot Máximo.

There's no way he could've pulled this off.

That kid is hiding something, and I'm gonna get it out of him.

I'm ready. Make the connection.

Wait a second.

Calling Peyrano

Okay.

-Hello. -Peyrano. How's it going?

-How are you? -Who's speaking?

A call from the past, you could say. From when you were a prosecutor.

It's understandable if you don't remember,

after all the crap you've been hiding over the years.

We can jog your memory together.

You have time, right?

File 23151, 13/20/02. Remember?

Maybe not, since it was over 20 years ago.

But you were called to confirm a fire and the death of two people.

We're ready. I'll prepare the…

Peyrano, can you tell me what you're doing?

They removed the bodies without us writing up the report?

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Don't worry. There's no doubt that it was just a domestic accident.

But you can't just skip all the procedures.

-Your job is to doubt, prosecutor. -Are you gonna teach me how to do my job?

She's a real pain in the ass.

Hold on, hold on, I'll take care of it. 'Kay?

You go and clear the place.

You tried to close the case as if it had been an accident.

The only problem,

was that the forensic examiner was too honest

and exhumed the bodies without authorization.

That pain-in-the-ass forensic examiner did the autopsy.

"Bullet hole in the skull."

No. We need to say that during the visual inspection,

uh, we didn't register anything. They were so charred, we couldn't tell.

There. Wait, with this report, I'm obliged to reopen the investigation.

No. We need to think of something else.

Since you couldn't bribe the forensic examiner,

you had to invent another cause of death.

You took it upon yourself to gather all the evidence

and testimonies to support your story…

Of a depressed, overwhelmed, and self-destructive woman.

Where did you get all that crap?

It's public record, Peyrano. You signed it yourself.

"Given the evidence and relevant testimonies,

"the prosecution determines that Mrs. Laura,

"in a state of mental overwhelm, took her daughter Clara's life"

"with a bullet to the head"

"and then started a fire that ended her own life."

I know exactly what it says. What do you want?

I want you to pay.

For accusing an innocent woman of murder and suicide.

How much do you want?

Not everything in life is money, Peyrano.

Although I imagine you made quite a nice commission

for signing that false report

and also for speeding up the search for Feliciano Correa Llorens's heirs.

In record time, they declared the inheritance vacant.

I don't want money.

If you don't want money, what do you want?

A fair retribution for what you did would be your own suicide.

Of course, how could you kill yourself

just because some stranger asks you to, right?

But I assure you that in 30 minutes, you will be dead.

And the cause of your death will be suicide.

-I'm hanging up. -No, no. Wait.

Look at what I just sent to your cell phone.

Don't mess with my daughter! This is about me!

Of course, it's about you.

That's why I'm calling you.

In fact, your daughter has a very serious illness, doesn't she?

One she's been fighting for a long time.

Luckily, everything went well. She's finishing up the treatment.

Your daughter will live, Peyrano.

If in five minutes, you don't shoot yourself with the revolver

you have at home, your daughter will die.

Are you saving yourself or are you saving your daughter?

Why the hell are you doing this?

Hmm. Because someone has to pay.

You pay or your daughter pays.

Oh, I almost forgot, you have a son too.

He has a serious accusation against him, right?

Because he stole your car and has been doing strange things.

Think of him too.

-Leave my children out of this! -That depends on you.

Safe travels.

Sweetheart. Are you okay?

Hi, Dad, yes, I'm fine. I loved what you sent me.

What thing?

What do you mean, "What thing?" The pen.

I know how important it is to you.

Thank you.

I love you so much, you know? You know that, right?

Yes, of course I know it, Dad.

I love you too, and I miss you. But just think, it won't be long now.

And listen to what I'm telling you.

When I get out of here, I'm gonna take my remaining exams,

and with this same pen, I'm gonna sign the documents for your release.

You'll see.

Forgive me.

Dad, what's wrong?

Forgive me for everything I've done. I…

I wanted the best for you all.

I hurt you a lot, so much, so much.

Everyone, Valeria. You, your brother, your mother…

But I love you all. I love you.

-Dad, are you okay? -I love you so much, sweetheart.

Never doubt that.

-Tomorrow is Peyrano's funeral. -Mm. Did they find anything else?

Ah, you know how it is around here. Everyone has their own version.

Some say it was an accident. Others say he jumped.

The daughter says she talked to him but felt something was off. Who knows.

And who was he exactly?

A prosecutor here who had been under house arrest

for some time for some corruption cases, all made up.

-Mm. -His son and Fernando are good friends.

-Are we going home? -No. I need to go to the office.

-You're going to work now? -Yes, Fausto.

-Hello, David. -Good afternoon, miss.

DIAZ GUZMÁN PEYRANO PINO PEDRAZA FOSTER TAYLOR ROSA MARICHU SOSA FAUSTO

Bye. See you…

Oh, I'll leave her in your care, Amancay. I'm outraged.

-But… -But nothing.

You shut your mouth and stay here.

-Bye. -Don't worry. We'll talk later.

Are you gonna scold me too?

No, no. To me, your rebelliousness is the most beautiful thing you have.

It's what keeps you whole.

I missed him.

So?

-What? -They discharged you.

Yeah.

-Mm. David was so upset, poor guy. -Yeah.

He apologized to me a hundred times. I told him it wasn't his fault.

Mm. How are you? How do you feel?

I'm fine. Just, my back still hurts a little.

-Hmm. -But, hey, I got off easy.

And what are you doing here? Are you back at work?

No. I came to file the report about what happened.

Ah. My car's there. Want me to give you a ride?

No. I gotta go see Milagros at the real estate agency.

Oh. Well, glad to see you're okay.

I saw you…

…at the hospital. Right?

I… I don't know, I was so doped up.

I don't know if it was a dream that felt so real…

…or if you came to see me.

If you did come, I wanna know why.

Did you come?

No.

I was in Buenos Aires. In fact, I just got back.

I must have been really out of it.

Crazy, right?

It's just… …I'm about to die and I can't stop thinking about you.

I don't know if this is happening to you too…

But since you arrived…

I… I've got you on my mind all day long.

Is it bad to miss my friend so much?

No, no, it's not that it's bad. Affection's just like that.

But when you're rebellious and free like nature is,

you also have to recognize the risks. You understand?

Clara, if you go back to town, you could get killed.

And if you involve Juancito in this, he could be at risk too.

He could also end up getting hurt.

Do you get it?

If you miss your friend and care about him…

You need to know how to keep him safe too.

♪ Cuando se levanta sale con el alba ♪

Clara!

♪ Y quiero despertar arropado en tu manta ♪

♪ Sé que el mundo es bruto y ya sufrite mucho ♪

♪ Puedo ser la luz que te cure las alas ♪

♪ Eh, eh, eh ♪

♪ Eh, eh, eh ♪

♪ Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh ♪

♪ Eh, eh, eh ♪

DAUGHTER OF FIRE

Subtitles by Bert Van Oosterwijck