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PREVIOUSLY

Do you know where your brother is?

-Nehuén Millán is your brother, right? -I don't know where he is.

Is something wrong?

Well, yes. The police are looking for him.

What do you all think, that just because we're heading

to Punta Cana, we're rolling in cash?

Hello. They didn't tell you, did they?

You won't be able to go to Punta Cana.

You can tell me where the deeds for the properties owned by Fausto and Sosa are.

We're going to transfer them to one of our companies.

I know what you told me, and I don't believe a fucking word of it.

-I don't know anything about him! -Speak, you Indian bitch!

I'm so optimistic that I think the best is right here, in front of me.

Stop playing the responsible cop

and bring the meal trays, Romero. The officers are hungry.

Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to get you in trouble.

No, you didn't. I'm a cop, not a delivery guy.

If they're hungry, they can go buy food.

Oh, someone's got an attitude.

-Yes, I do. -Hmm.

Yeah, yeah, I know where that hotel is. I'm on my way. Wait for me.

DAUGHTER OF FIRE

Speak, you Indian bitch! Or do I need to yank a tooth out of you

to make you realize this is serious? Where's your brother?

Oh! I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know how else to say it. I don't know anything about him.

You're repeating yourself… telling me the same story,

and I don't buy it.

Huh? You think you're the first whore who's tried to fool me?

You should have some idea of what happens to people who lie to me.

I'm not lying.

My whole life, I've had to put up with my brother's bullshit.

If he stole from you or did something to you, I'm sorry,

but I have nothing to do with it.

-Did she talk? -No. Still covering for her brother.

Maybe when you start pulling a finger off each hand, she'll change her mind.

Give me her phone.

Stop, stop here! Stop here!

What do you mean, stop here? I'm not letting you go.

Please, just let me out here. I need to stop by my office.

Don't you want to come to my place instead?

I can't, Juan.

Why not? Because of Saavedra? Because you're marrying him?

Because I can't. Because it's crazy. I just can't.

Let's go somewhere. Let's leave the country.

Let's go to Chile. Let's go anywhere, please.

You have no idea how much I want to go with you.

-Then why don't we? -Because I can't. Stop.

-Don't say those things anymore. Please! -But why are you…

-You don't even want to get married. -Juan, stop.

Sorry.

Bye.

Girl, you won't believe what just happened. I'm still shaking.

NEW MESSAGE FROM ANAHÍ AUDIO

Message from Anahí. Who's Anahí?

We're gonna use these phones. They're all registered under Díaz.

They're also set up to delete messages once they've been read.

It'd be smart if the four of us saved each other's numbers under different names.

-Just in case. -I've always wanted to be called Jorge.

-I'll be Mario. -I'll go with Micaela.

I'll take Anahí.

Indian name. She must know something about her brother.

No, she doesn't know anything.

ENTER PASSWORD

Unlock it.

Turn up the volume. Do it!

It's gone. What the...

You're a lying bitch. Who the hell is Anahí?

Why the fuck did you delete that message? Start talking, goddamn it!

Even if you hear me screaming, you don't give these criminals the codes.

You hear me, Carlos? Carlos, is that clear?

This is a lifelong commitment. Don't forget that.

I don't think you really understand what's happening here, darling.

I know exactly what's happening. We always knew the risks.

There's no turning back now.

What the hell does being a front man for some shady deals

have to do with ending up in a ditch with a bullet in your skull?

They're not gonna kill us. Don't worry.

As long as we don't tell them where the deeds are.

We just have to hold out. Fausto's smart.

He'll figure out who that bitch really is.

Oh yeah, real smart. Nobody saw this coming!

We all thought she was dead. She played it well, really well.

But do you actually think she's really Laura's daughter?

-Who else would she be? -I don't know.

I don't know. But if it is her, then who the hell did they bury?

Malena.

David's sister.

And yes, Clara Cortés is alive.

You have no idea the hell she went through just so you could enjoy

your all-inclusive trip to Punta Cana.

-Oh, come on… -No secrets here, got it?

Want to know where else I put cameras?

SECURITY SYSTEM CAM 01 MOTION DETECTION DISREGARD

We should send Mili a picture, huh?

She must be worried since she hasn't heard from you.

C&M PEDRAZA REAL ESTATE

MARÍA ONLINE GREETINGS FROM THE CARIBBEAN, MILU ENJOY

There, she got it.

"Enjoy," she says.

Don't mess with her. My daughter has nothing to do with this.

She was just a kid when all this happened.

Oh. So now we're supposed to feel sorry for her because she was a kid?

Clara was just a kid too when you tried to burn her alive.

Where was the mercy then?

-Mili, I caught you just in time. -Hey, David. What's up?

Nothing, uh, I need a locksmith. Someone smashed my front door lock.

-Do you know anyone? -Yeah, sure. Marichu, right?

-Yeah, you have no idea. -I heard.

We've got two options.

Either we put pressure on Mili to open the safe for us,

or you give us the code and we go in when she's not around.

Your choice, stay loyal to that bastard, Fausto or to your daughter.

-Look up the brother's contact. -What do you have him saved as?

I haven't talked to my brother in years, I don't know how else to say it.

I don't have his number.

INCOMING CALL JORGE

Jorge.

Watch what you say.

Talk.

Hi, Jorge.

Hey, sorry to bother you.

I just wanted to ask what heat setting you use to cook lamb.

I'm off the clock, Jorge. Ask Martín if you need anything.

All right. Sorry. See you later.

I don't know if it's just me having trust issues with whores or what,

but I don't believe a damn thing you say.

Sosa, do it.

-No! No! No! No! No! -Hey, hey, hey.

Letizia's coming. If you open your mouth, if you so much as hint that I hit you,

I'll impale you with your own rolling pin. Got it?

Now change your face. Smile. Hey, babe.

-Hi. -What are you doing here?

I thought you were at home.

I was, but I'm heading to the office. I forgot something.

-Oh, I see. -What are you guys doing here?

We're just talking with Mailén because, well, you won't believe what we found out.

Her brother is the one who kidnapped Deputy Commissioner Guzmán.

-Her brother? -Mm-hmm.

-Mailén, I didn't know you had a brother. -Yeah,

but I haven't spoken to him in years.

Then what do you have to do with all this?

Nothing.

We were just asking if she had any idea where he might be.

"We were"? Since when are you a cop, Fausto?

Babe, it's just a casual conversation.

Did you already ask her what you wanted to know?

Yeah. I already said I don't know anything.

Then leave, Mailén.

Hey, if you know anything about your brother, it'd be best if you told us.

That way, you won't get into trouble because of him.

Thanks for everything, Mailén.

Babe, you shouldn't have gotten involved. You need to let Sosa handle this.

What was the plan, Fausto? To scare her?

-Scare her? That was not the intention. -Well, that's how it came across.

She was terrified.

Wait, wait. Where are you going?

To get what I came for. See you later.

What do we do about the Indian?

What if she gets bold and tells Letizia I hit her?

-Have her arrested. -No.

Let her go. She'll lead us to her brother on her own.

Son of a bitch…

-What did he do? Did he hit you? -No, no, nothing happened.

-Show me. -No, no, nothing happened.

Look at what he did to you.

-Clari, calm down. -What a fucking bastard.

-No, don't tell me to calm down. -No, calm down. If…

Excuse me.

Just to be clear, this will not affect your job in any way, okay?

Of course not. How would this affect your job, Mailén?

No. No. Don't worry, not at all, okay?

You have nothing to do with your brother, right?

No, nothing.

And listen. I know what just happened must've been uncomfortable,

difficult for you, but believe me, I'm trying to help.

Kidnapping a cop isn't a small thing. It's serious. Okay?

-Thank you, sir. -It's fine. It's fine.

Do you want us to give you a ride home?

-No, no, no. It's fine. -You sure?

-Yes. I'll go on my own. -It's late.

All right. See you tomorrow, Mailén.

See you tomorrow.

It's mine. Was it in your car?

No, it was in David's car.

-I thought I'd left it in San Martín. -No. Shall we go?

No, I'll be here for a while. You go ahead.

You're gonna start working right now?

All right, see you in a bit then.

-Good morning, Fausto. -Good morning.

-I'm here. -We got too comfortable.

At some point, they were bound to wake up.

We were never gonna be able to move freely forever.

He hit Mailén.

I can't tell you how badly I wanted to slit his throat while he was sleeping.

If he hit Mailén, it means they're pretty desperate, huh?

No. He hit her because that's just who they are.

A couple of violent, misogynistic thugs. Mailén is leaving with you, Nehuén.

No, that's my decision.

And I'm not going anywhere.

If I run, that'll only make me look more suspicious.

Mailén's right. You need to act like nothing happened.

Now, the issue is figuring out how to get into the real estate office.

Nehuén, you need to lay low at the ranch. You're way too exposed, man.

Can you handle the real estate office on your own?

Don't worry about me.

Just focus on getting the Pedrazas' access codes.

I don't get why these assholes are so loyal.

Find their weak spot.

-David? -Yes.

Fausto's coming. I have to go.

-Where are we going? -I'll explain in a bit.

Something wrong?

I've got things to take care of. If I don't handle them, no one will.

-Look what he did to you. -Drop it, Clari.

Seriously, I've been through worse. Now, make yourself a coffee.

I want to hear about that kiss with Juan.

No. No, I just feel like an idiot.

Because there I was, kissing him, while you were being tortured.

You know what it is? I just… I don't understand it, but…

But when I see him, I forget everything. I don't know, I can't control it.

Mom used to say you were fire. And fire is hard to control.

Hmm. There's something else.

Um…

Walter might've seen me.

Oh, for fuck's sake. Walter? Walter, of all people?

Yeah. But I'm not positive yet. I'll check and get back to you.

Ah, so you guys really took that all-inclusive thing seriously, huh?

I think we're getting things mixed up here, aren't we?

You know who else slept well last night? Milagros. Went to bed shortly after ten,

watched a show. Got up early today. Stopped by the café,

grabbed some pastries, and headed to the office.

All by herself. Guess she doesn't have her cop boyfriend looking out for her anymore.

Take it out on me. Leave my daughter out of this.

He's doing it on purpose. He's trying to scare us. Filthy bastard.

"Filthy"?" Coming from the one who pisses herself.

Don't talk to her like that.

Huh? And no, this isn't about scaring you.

I'd love to rip your daughter's fingers off.

Don't touch a single hair on her head! You piece of shit!

Would you rather see your daughter bleeding out than sell out your bosses?

You miserable coward!

How much did they pay you for this?

A little plot of land so you can build yourself a shack?

How much are you worth, you piece of trash?

All right, enough, María! Enough. This ends now!

Talking or not, they're gonna kill us anyway.

They're all just a bunch of bitter losers.

The next one goes right between your wife's eyes.

And I'll leave her here to rot. So talk. Talk, damn it!

Zero, seven, zero, one, nine, five. My daughter's birth date.

Rosi… Why don't we just close up today? Let's take the day off.

We can go out to eat, maybe see a movie. Huh?

No, no, no. I don't feel like doing anything. I'd rather just work for a bit.

-Do you want to talk? -About what?

What do you mean, "about what"?

About why you ended up in the hospital getting your stomach pumped.

No! No, no, no. No, no.

Why don't you go hang out with your boyfriend?

Don't you have some flavor of the month? Huh?

Or at least tell me some gossip. Come on, tell me something.

Did I not tell you? Looks like Mili and Juan broke up.

I can't think of a more boring piece of gossip than that, Walter.

The gossip might be dull, but the reason behind it is juicy.

Oh. Do you know why they broke up?

I have a theory, but I'm not sure.

I think I saw Juan last night with the Spaniard girl.

Together?

Hey, there.

Hey. What… What do you need?

I have to insist. I know you already told me you wouldn't be able to make the dress,

but I also told you I'd keep asking. So here I am.

Go ahead, insist all you want. I'm still not making it.

Besides, there's no time.

We're always rushing, Rosi.

If you feel like making wedding dresses, open a shop.

I already said I'm not making this one.

Excuse her. Uh, she's not feeling well.

-Why? Did something happen to her? -Life problems, past heartbreaks, and…

Your wedding. How do I put it?

She was always the one in the shadows, always second.

And now, the one she loves shows up with a new fiancée…

Are you telling me Fausto and Rosa were together?

Don't hold it against her.

On top of that, you show up asking her to make your dress, so you know…

Oh, no, that's awful! No, I can't believe it, I had no idea.

We all have a past and your future husband is no exception.

-But who are we to judge, right? -Mm.

Who hasn't had a secret fling, a hidden romance?

The problem is the risk.

A good matador knows the horns are dangerous.

That's why you have to tread carefully.

Wait here.

INCOMING CALL AMANCAY

Any news?

Yeah. They gave me the alarm codes.

-Let's hope it's not a silent alarm. -I don't know. Let's hope not.

I'll handle it. We need to use Milagros to put pressure on them.

I'll stick close to her.

David, you go into the real estate office in the meantime, okay?

-Okay. -Do we know anything about Fausto?

Did he put more pressure on Mailén to talk?

He's up to something.

Had me bring him all the way to Las Piedras,

and now he's meeting with Sosa.

And he's not here to connect with the town now that he wants to be governor.

I have no damn clue what we're doing here.

That's where Romina and Lautaro live. Quiñones Street?

Quiñones and Laguna.

Yeah, two blocks away. That bastard went after my son.

Calm down, Nehuén. Nothing's happening yet.

If anything comes up, I'll handle it. You stay put.

What's going on?

We'll talk later, Fausto's coming.

Let's go.

-What's wrong? -Nothing.

Some mess with an Indian, but we're handling it. Just drive.

Come in!

Hi.

What are you doing here?

-I wanted to know what happens next. -What do you mean?

Come on, you know what I mean.

It's not happening. Juan, please, Walter saw us,

your girlfriend's about to show up to collect the rent, please, just leave.

Fine, then let's go talk somewhere else. I need to talk to you.

No. I don't want your girlfriend to see us, please. Just forget it.

She's not my girlfriend anymore.

Up until two minutes ago, she was.

And I'm getting married, so please, forget about everything.

Forget everything? What are you saying?

What happened last night? Can you explain? Because I don't understand any of it.

What happened last night was a mistake.

Come in!

-Hey, Mili. How are you? -Hey. Good morning.

Uh, if you hear anything about Mailén's brother, let me know.

Yeah, of course.

-Hey, good morning. See you. -Hi.

-How are you? I'll get the money now. -Okay.-

-May I? -Go ahead.

This looks so nice.

Oh yeah, it's nice, but honestly, getting married is a mess.

I wouldn't recommend it at all.

Yeah, I imagine organizing a wedding takes a lot of time.

Plus, it's the event of the year in town.

Everyone's talking about what a great couple you two make.

Yeah, well, Fausto is so handsome.

Honestly, he's every woman's dream.

But I won't lie, sometimes I miss being around people my own age.

I see.

Here.

-Here's the receipt. -Thank you.

I appreciate the timely payment.

No problem. Can I ask you something?

-Sure, go ahead. -What are you doing tonight?

Um, not much.

Since Juan and I broke up, I've just been kind of floating around.

Plus, my parents are out of town.

Well, I'll take you out to dinner at the restaurant, and we can have a drink.

All right. Sounds good.

-Wow! It's really coming down. -Ah, good thing you brought an umbrella.

Yeah, you always have to carry one around here, it rains all the time.

This is my favorite table.

-Oh, you're already talking like a local. -Yes.

-You know they have a tasting menu today. -Yes?

-I suggest we go for that. -Excuse me.

-Would you like me to take your umbrella? -Sounds good. Oh, yes. Please.

Can I give you my purse and this too, please?

Of course. In the meantime, here's the menu.

-No need, we'll have the tasting menu. -Very well.

-Do you drink white wine? -Yeah, I do.

All right, a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc, please.

-Sure, coming right up. -Thanks.

-Hi. -Hey.

Hi, Juan.

Oh, sorry, I didn't expect to see him here.

Do you want to go somewhere else?

No, no, no.

The town's small, he's a cop,

we're going to run into each other all the time. Better get used to it.

Juan.

-Hi, Vero. -The menu.

Well, who knows, maybe you two will get back together.

You know how sometimes people break up a bunch of times before it's really over.

-I don't think so. -Were you together for long?

Several years, yeah.

But not all of them were great.

We had some rough patches, especially in the beginning.

Why?

Sorry, I'd rather not talk about him.

No, of course, whatever you want.

Try one of these bread sticks. Mailén makes these.

-You won't believe how good they are. -She makes these too?

Mmm! I think they're oregano-flavored.

Look.

David is going to go into the real estate office soon.

And if the code you gave me is fake and the silent alarm goes off,

Clara will take care of Milagros.

And believe me, she's going to have a really bad time.

That's the code.

-Yes. -Is everything all right?

No. I tried to reach my ex all afternoon and couldn't get through.

It's going straight to voicemail. Did Saavedra do anything else?

I don't know, Nehuén, I hope not. I'm about to go in. Is that the code?

Yeah, that's it.

And they already know Milagros is with Clara.

They keep insisting that's the code.

I'm in. The code worked.

Let's go!

MOVEMENT DETECTED DISREGARD? NO YES

The alarm went off, the alarm went off! David, get out of there!

Excuse me.

Is something wrong?

Um, yeah, I don't know.

The alarm at the real estate office went off.

But can you see anything or anyone?

No, that's what's weird. I don't see anything.

You bastards! Do you think we're playing around?

You think we're not gonna do anything to Milagros?

You assholes don't care about your daughter at all.

Juan. Juan! Come here.

-What's going on? -Sorry to bother you,

I know you're eating,

but the alarm at the real estate office won't stop going off

and I don't see anything.

Let me see.

Look. I was saying that since it's really windy,

the strong gusts might be triggering it, you know?

-Do you want me to go check it out? -Would you? Really?

Yeah, of course.

JUAN IS OUTSIDE. DO SOMETHING.

How odd, getting a text at this hour.

It's okay. Let me handle this. Sorry, but I can't…

IMPOSSIBLE. I'M WITH MILAGROS

I'll GO

I CAN GO

HURRY UP

I'M CROSSING THE STREET

SO????

I hate being on the phone when I'm having a meal with someone, it's rude.

No, it's fine. I understand.

-I need to take care of this. -It's no problem.

WHAT HAPPENED, M? WHY ARE YOU NOT GOING?

-Did you find my brother? -No.

I was just about to talk to you about that. Do you recognize him?

I'll GO.

He's your little nephew. For now, he's being taken care of, but…

If your brother doesn't show up, I can't guarantee it will end well.

Please, Fausto, don't hurt him.

That is now up to you.

So, your parents don't travel much, you were saying?

No. Not at all. I had to convince them to take a vacation.

I'm out. I'm on my way.

You should try to find Nehuén one more time.

All units, reporting a gray vehicle,

license plate 620, with a possible suspect entering the town.

Attention, the suspect is heading to the city center.

I need back up. I repeat. I need back up.

Copy. Requesting back up.

All units in the downtown area, stay alert for updates.

Copy.

Everything indicates the suspect is Nehuén Millán.

I repeat, Nehuén Millán.

Stop!

-Is there a problem? -No, yeah,

Juan hasn't said anything,

so I don't know if everything's all right at the real estate office.

Mm, everything should be fine. It's a small town.

If it weren't okay, Juan would be here by now with police cars.

Yeah, right. We're close by. No.

Get out of the car with your hands up!

Step out of the vehicle with your hands in the air!

Against the vehicle! Against the vehicle.

Romero, I'll handle this. You weren't even on duty.

I'll take care of him. You handle the vehicle.

Why don't you have this guy's work ethic? I'll take care of it, I'm telling you.

Come here. You see how the rats always come out of hiding?

We're going to have a little chat, you and I.

And what are you waiting for, Romero? A lollipop as a reward?

Oh, come on!

THEY GOT HIM. WE LOST.

Subtitles by Bert Van Oosterwijck