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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…

…and on everyone who planned and covered up my mom's death,

and took my life away from me.

Die!

-Why the hell are you doing this? -Because someone has to pay.

What do you all think,

that just because we're heading to Punta Cana, we're rolling in cash?

Hello. 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.

It's the car of the guy at Guzmán's.

-His name's Nehuén Millán. -Nehuén Millán is your brother, right?

I don't know where he is. Is something wrong?

Well, yes. The police are looking for him.

Nehuén, you need to lay low. You're way too exposed.

Just focus on getting the Pedrazas' access codes.

Security System Motion detection

The alarm at the real estate office went off.

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

Want me to check it out?

-Would you? -Of course.

Hurry up.

What happened, M? Why are you not going?

Do you recognize him? He's your little nephew.

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

Attention, the suspect is heading to the city center.

I need backup. I repeat, I need backup.

Stop!

See how the rats always come out of hiding?

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

They got him. We lost.

Oh, sorry to run off like this,

but Juan's not answering my texts, and I'm worried.

-Want me to come with you? -Thanks.

-No, no… -Thanks.

…It's probably nothing, but I'll feel better if I go check.

-Of course, sure. -Yeah, I don't know since my…

-Ah, anyway, I'm heading out. -Hey.

-Bye. See you later. -Bye.

-Hey, Fausto. -How are you?

-How are you? -All good?

-Honey. -Hi.

I didn't know… …you were here.

Yeah, I didn't know you were here either.

This is just to let my guys have a little fun with you.

If you want us to stop, you'll have to talk.

I don't know nothing. I'm just a guy from the sticks.

All you have to say is who you work for. That's it.

I don't work for anyone. I live off odd jobs.

And since when do you people use that technology…

…huh?

Go ahead.

Let's see how much he can take.

-Should I bring the bag? -If you want to.

Excuse me. I've got to take this. Just a sec.

Yeah, honey.

-Sosa. -Fausto. We got Millán.

Finally, some good news. Did he talk?

Not yet, but it's just a matter of time. Don't worry.

"Don't worry"? I won't when you find out who he works for.

David managed to escape, but Sosa's got Nehuén.

Okay, don't worry. We're gonna rescue him.

Clari, they've got my nephew. They've got my nephew Lautaro.

We need to get the Pedrazas out of the ranch now.

So, you're a servant now, Mailén?

-Don't talk to her like that, darling. -It was just a joke.

Excuse me.

Thanks for everything. It was delicious.

Thanks, Mailén.

Was everything okay with the call? You seem off.

Yeah, all good. Nothing important. What are you up to?

Nothing. I already paid so I was just heading out.

-Oh, cool. Let's go. -Let's go.

Oh, I'm getting that lentil stew next time, you know?

There's always beautiful people around here.

This is Fausto Saavedra, the owner of this town.

And you probably know her, she's from your neck of the woods.

-Are you Spanish? -Mm-hmm.

Er, no, no. I don't know her.

Spain is pretty big. We don't all know each other.

-Of course. -Right.

-Shall we, darling? -Of course.

-Excuse us. Thank you. -Excuse us.

Yeah. See you around.

That's Letizia Zubiría Escobar. She's like royalty over there.

-You really don't know her? -Uh, no.

Why would I know her?

Now that we've switched hotels, we'll text Milagros.

You're going to say, "Mili…"

"…we just got all your calls,

the signal's awful here, but we're having the best time."

"Better if we just text."

Not a chance.

Do you actually think we're a bunch of idiots

who you can just give the wrong code to and there will be no consequences?

They've probably already caught the other Indian, right?

Good. You'll all go down. Pathetic bunch of fucking losers.

You had two choices.

Be afraid, or feel guilty. Afraid that we might hurt Milagros,

or guilty that you didn't stop us from hurting her.

You chose guilt.

Well, now, I'm going to make sure you feel fear.

Real, unshakable fear.

One, two…

Okay. Stop.

No, no. Don't give her what she wants. Don't say a word.

Don't be stupid. Shut up. Shut up, darling. Shut up.

Mili… …I just got your calls.

The signal here is terrible, um, but we're having a great time.

The place is beautiful.

Mom says hi. Big kiss. Bye-bye, my love. Bye.

Very good. Very good, Carlos.

Very good.

"Very good"?

Why don't you just end this?

How much longer are you going to drag this out?

I know what you're after.

You can't do it, you're not gonna pull it off.

To change the property titles, we have to go in person.

At the notary office. Do you understand?

Carlos, you just enjoy Punta Cana.

We'll take care of the rest.

Still not talking?

He's cursed, he's screamed, but he hasn't said a word.

Give me the bag. I'm gonna have some fun now.

Oh, Jesus Christ, for fuck's sake!

What now, Romero?

Chief, where's Nehuén Millán,

the suspect we brought in last night? Because he's not at the station.

The prosecutor requested a transfer to Manzano.

But there's no record of that transfer.

Are you questioning me?

You're looking at a suspension.

Stop busting my balls!

Talk!

Talk!

-Well? Did they cooperate? -No. But I'll get them to talk.

Right now, let's focus on Nehuén.

Perfect.

David, let's get started.

Unknown Number

Hello.

Hi, Fausto.

Who's this?

That's not important.

Who the fuck are you?

You have a massive ego.

And you're so arrogant.

Not knowing where the bullets are coming from is driving you nuts.

It's fun to watch.

Let's do this.

I'll give you ten seconds to prove to me this conversation has any value.

Ten, nine…

I heard things haven't been going so well

-for you lately, have they? -…eight, seven…

Checked your online banking lately?

When was the last time?

WESEN BANK ACCOUNTS/MOVEMENTS US$ 2.541.018

No, no, no. Not that one.

The one you keep hidden from Marichu.

Password Incorrect

Don't try to change the password.

You'll have to wait a bit.

What are you, some fuckhead hacker?

You're funny.

We'll get to who I am soon enough.

-What the fuck do you want? -So impatient, Saavedra.

Enjoy the moment.

-Isn't it exciting? -Our very first one-on-one.

Bye. I'm done with you.

I'm calling to ask you to give us back Nehuén Millán.

I know you've got him.

Oh, sure. Let me make a call, and I'll take care of it.

If I were you, I wouldn't be so sarcastic.

I wouldn't be calling to negotiate if I didn't have something to trade.

-That's because you've got nothing. -No?

You sure? Your woman is nothing?

I don't believe you.

Check for yourself. But we've got her.

Either you hand over Nehuén,

or you're a widower before you're even married.

Have you seen Letizia?

-No, no, I don't know. I haven't seen her. -Go, look for her.

Ask Sandra if you need to. Go on, go on, go on.

Sandra!

Talk. Who do you work for?

Who do you work for?

For fuck's sake.

What's up?

-We need to let the Indian go. -Why? Are you crazy?

They kidnapped my woman. They want to trade. We have to let him go.

What do you mean they kidnapped her?

And you're just gonna let them push you around?

This guy's the only lead we've got.

We'll deal with those motherfuckers later. Right now, do what I'm telling you.

But did you even ask for proof of life or something?

She vanished from the house just like that.

And now her phone's off. She never disappears like this.

Maybe they stole it, and there's no signal.

I'll send Quiroga to track it.

Shove Quiroga up your ass. Don't send anyone.

Let the Indian go, I said.

That's not negotiable, and you know it.

She's my woman. First I get her back,

then I rip that bastard apart with my own hands.

I'll see what I can get out of Millán. We'll talk later.

I've been told they want to negotiate for you.

So, don't mess around and tell me who's behind all this.

Your body might be tough, but I doubt your son can take it.

Parreto, go get the kid.

Let's see if that gets this Indian talking.

Sandra doesn't know anything. I spoke to the Pedraza girl.

She says she hasn't seen her at the office either.

Tell me something, Fausto. Are they from the Leufú community?

If you want, I can take care of it again, huh?

No, no. This has nothing to do with the land.

-This is something else. -Something else?

I've worked with you for years, Fausto.

I think I know everyone who's got it in for you.

You know you can count on me for whatever. Right?

Yeah. I know. I know.

But first I need to figure out what might've happened to Letizia.

When was the last time you saw her?

Here, but much earlier.

She said she wasn't going anywhere.

Mailén. The cook. Where is she?

No, today's not her shift, she's at the restaurant.

Call and ask if she's there.

She's the sister of the thug they want me to release.

If something happened to Letizia, that trash had something to do with it.

What happened?

-Not now, Fernando, please. -No answer.

Keep trying. And if not, go find her.

-Have you seen Letizia? -I haven't today.

Still no answer.

Do what I said and call Sosa. Ask him to track Letizia's phone.

What happened to Letizia?

Looks like she was kidnapped.

David says Fausto talked to Sosa

and they're getting the police to track the phone.

We need to push him.

Make him act impulsively, give him no time to think.

What do you mean, kidnapped? By who?

Don't ask stupid questions, Fernando.

If I know who took her, do you think I'd be sitting here?

Don't get the police involved

because you won't be able to track me or your girlfriend.

All you'll achieve is getting her throat slit open

and letting her bleed out.

Now, be careful about what you're going to do.

And how do I know you really have her?

What do you think?

That I have time to pull some phony kidnapping scam

like they do with your grandparents, man?

I'm sure you've tried calling her and couldn't get through.

-That's because she's with me. -I want to talk to her.

You don't really expect me to just hand over the Indian, do you?

-You want proof of life? -Damn right I want proof of life.

New Message

Is that her?

If you touch her, you son of a...

Hello? You fucking bastard!

What did they say? How much are they asking?

You're… you're not gonna pay, Dad?

Leave him, leave him. Don't make him more nervous.

Why didn't you tell him where to drop my brother?

Because he wasn't ready to negotiate. I wanted to buy time.

I'm gonna drive him crazy.

I want him to feel what it's like to not to be in control for once.

Stop that noise.

Yeah, yeah, perfect. Thanks for the update.

Fausto.

I managed to talk to the waitress at the restaurant.

She says Mailén was there.

Left just five minutes ago to run an errand.

Who the fuck were you talking to, Fernando?

Who would I be talking to?

-And why? -I don't know.

Maybe to steal my money and fuck my wife.

-You're talking nonsense. -Let me guess.

You got something from your nutjob of a mother

and sold it to the people who are trying to take me down.

Come on, Fausto. Fernando's got nothing to do with this.

-Come on. -Don't defend him.

I know him too well. This wouldn't be the first time.

I've screwed up plenty, yeah…

But you know damn well I'd never betray you.

Aren't you going to answer that?

Hello.

It's for you.

Ready for the exchange?

Why the fuck are you calling my son's phone?

You're gonna drop Nehuén on Route 32.

Kilometer 14, right by the edge of the national park.

Let me handle this, Fausto. I know I can make him talk.

I'm not gonna let these fucking Indians push us around.

I don't know when you got it into your head

that you were my partner or my friend, Sosa,

but you're my employee. Well-paid, yeah, but still my employee.

So, do what I say. Release Millán and the kid. Right now.

But listen, Fausto, if you give in...

I don't give a damn about giving in, got it?

Letizia is the only thing that matters to me in this life.

Is that clear? So, let him go.

And the second you do, you follow them, keep eyes on them,

they hand Letizia over, and then you lock them all up again. Got it?

No… Easy.

-Dad! Dad! -You motherfucker.

Dad!

-How are you, buddy? -I'm okay, Dad.

-Did they hurt you? Huh? -No. No.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

-They didn't hurt you, buddy? -No.

We're going home now, buddy, okay?

Everything's fine, buddy, all right?

Let's go.

Everything's fine, buddy, okay?

We're going home.

Let's go.

I'm guessing they'll come get you and give us what's ours, right?

Go ahead, Parreto.

Run, run, buddy, run, run!

Run, Lautaro, don't stop! Run!

Quiroga! Come on, come on. Let's go.

-You did what I told you, right? -Yes.

Here, here, here.

Stay there.

Hello.

-Are you okay? -Yes.

-And Lautaro? -He's here with me.

Listen. Don't move from where you are.

Romina and I are coming. We're getting you out of town.

Hurry. We'll wait here.

I'm calling Fausto.

Baby. Did they hurt you? Are you okay?

-What are you talking about? -What do you mean?

Where are you?

I went to Buenos Aires.

I just landed, turned on my phone, and I saw a ton of missed calls from you.

I don't know. What did you mean when you said, "Did they hurt me"?

Someone called and made me think you'd been kidnapped.

Oh, my God, Fausto. Kidnapped? No.

But why would anyone threaten you by kidnapping me? I don't understand.

When you've got a lot of money, you know how it is.

We're subject to this kind of risk.

Oh, God.

I'm such an idiot. I fell for a fake kidnapping.

Why was your phone off, Letizia?

Because I was on the plane, like I said, love.

Why didn't you tell me you were leaving?

I tried calling before takeoff but couldn't get through.

I was gonna call as soon as I landed.

How long are you staying?

It's for a business thing, I don't know. A couple of days, I guess.

I'll get to the hotel, settle in, and call you, okay?

Honestly, I don't know, this whole kidnapping thing

kinda freaks me out.

There's nothing to be afraid of, babe.

Everything's okay. Seriously.

I don't know. I feel like there's a part of you I don't know.

It just leaves me with this weird feeling. We'll talk later. Kisses.

You okay, buddy? Did they hurt you? Hit you?

-You sure? -Sure, Dad.

You're a warrior, buddy.

-What are you doing here? -Calm down. It's okay.

-No, it isn't. -Easy, kid.

-Is anyone else here? -No, it's just the two of us.

Let's go.

That's Juan's bike.

-Let's go. All three of us. -Stay here.

No, no, no!

It's okay, buddy. I told you there's no one else.

-What the hell is this? -My love.

What are you doing here, Juan?

What are you doing here? Better yet, what are you all doing here?

Lower your gun. There's no criminal here.

What do you mean, no criminal?

He was involved in the deputy commissioner's kidnapping.

-Well, no. No... -Well, yes.

-It's why he was arrested. -I was kidnapped, not arrested.

Just because the chief went rogue doesn't make you any less of a criminal.

I saw the footage.

I saw you leaving Guzmán's house. I followed you.

I didn't kidnap anyone, Juan.

You're a good guy. You're not like that scumbag Sosa.

He kept me locked up and beat the shit out of me.

-And what's your part in all this? -I'll explain everything.

Just not now, please. You have to trust me.

They put this on Lauti.

It's a tracking device.

Motherfucker.

-What did I do, Mom? -Nothing, sweetheart.

None of this is your fault, okay?

-We have to go now! -No one's going anywhere.

Juan, come on. It's better if they don't see you.

Let's go. Let's go, please.

If you want to stay loyal to that bastard Sosa, go ahead, arrest us.

-Do whatever you want. -Let's go. Come on, Romina's car.

Go, go, go. Come on, Juan.

To the car, around the back road. Get me out of here, please.

-What the hell is going on? -I'll explain later.

Just get me out of here, Juan. Please, come on.

Goddamn motherfuckers.

Cut the noise.

-Well? -We lost him.

What do you mean you lost him? Are you stupid?

They were here, but they're gone now.

They must've found the tracker. Or someone tipped them off.

And who knew we were tracking him? Your people.

And you.

What happened?

Thanks for letting me stay here, Juan.

You can stay as long as you need. But please tell me what's going on.

I will. Uh, I just need a bit of time. My head's a mess.

All right. How'd you end up there?

How did you end up there?

I'll tell you. But I need you to promise you won't tell anyone.

-Please. -I promise. You can trust me.

Okay. There are things about Sosa that don't add up.

Nehuén was supposed to be in custody, but he wasn't,

and he hadn't been transferred either.

So, I started following Sosa.

That's how I ended up there, and they had Nehuén kidnapped.

They'd beat him to a pulp.

His kid was there too. But at some point, they let him go.

So, I followed Nehuén, and that's how I found you guys.

Your turn.

Mailén, she… she told me her brother and nephew had been kidnapped.

She was terrified, poor thing.

Said exactly the same thing you just told me.

I didn't know you were friends with Mailén.

I'm not, really. She works at my house, but I don't know,

we just had a connection from day one, that's all.

And she also told me Sosa's always been awful to his people,

beating them, chasing them off everywhere…

Yeah, I know exactly what kind of man Sosa is.

Well, apparently…

Mailén's brother thinks Fausto's involved in all this.

What? Did you know that?

I don't have proof, but it's the town's worst-kept secret.

Everyone knows.

Well, Mailén called me, she said she was terrified,

and I didn't think twice about helping her.

But then Nehuén escaped and… and…

No. Nehuén didn't escape. They let him go. That's what I don't get. Do you know why?

No idea. Maybe so they could follow him and round up the rest of the group.

But what group? Mailén works for Fausto.

Exactly. I don't know, Juan, I don't know. You're asking questions I can't answer.

I don't know. The only thing I'm sure of is that it's not okay

to have a man and his kid kidnapped. That's it.

Fair enough.

Is that why you asked to come here?

Because you didn't want to stay at Saavedra's place?

It was just too much.

I know you don't think Fausto's a good guy…

And I see how he treats his ex…

…his son, his employees, and honestly,

sometimes I don't know who I'm marrying, and that freaks me out.

I told him I was going to Buenos Aires,

that I needed a few days to clear my head and to be alone.

Well, you won't be totally alone. I don't have anywhere else to go.

No. I mean alone without Fausto.

-You can stay here. -Oh. Well, thanks.

Thanks for letting me stay in my own house.

It's your house as well.

You can do whatever you want here. Seriously, make yourself at home.

-Mm. -Still, there's a lot that doesn't add up.

Too many loose ends.

You have no idea how cute you look when you're in detective mode.

I love it.

-Well, I love you. -Mm.

Tea or coffee?

-Do you have hot chocolate? -I think so.

-Mom. -Huh?

-How much would you pay for me? -Huh?

-Like, say I got kidnapped… -Mm.

…and you had to pay a ransom. How much would you pay?

What kind of question is that, Fernando?

Um, I don't have a cent right now…

So if they wanted money, they definitely wouldn't be asking me.

Yeah, but I'm talking hypothetically.

What kind of ridiculous hypothetical is that?

-Um, would the ransom be imaginary money? -Mm…

Okay, well, then I'd give everything. I'd give it all.

Ah, so because it's imaginary, and it has no value.

I'm telling you I'd give it all. Everything.

Yeah, but hypothetical isn't the same as imaginary.

-You're confusing me. -If it actually happened.

Okay. What about you?

-Quick, no thinking. -I don't know.

Don't give me that "imaginary money" excuse,

because you are going to inherit everything from your dad.

I'd pay it all. Whatever they asked.

Fernando Fausto, you have to toughen up.

If you give them everything, you'll be left with nothing.

But for you, I'd pay whatever it took. Not that I'll have much.

Dad already told me he's going to cut me off.

Says I'm useless, that I'm good for nothing.

So, I doubt I'll inherit anything.

You want dessert?

-What do you have? -Melon, but no ham.

Sure.

Don't let your dad treat you like that, okay?

I'd give my life for you. Everything.

Me too, Mom.

Mm. You wanna take me to Spain?

-Yeah, of course. Why not? -I could ask Letizia… …for a job.

Such as…

At her dad's company.

Um, I was checking, and they've got offices all over.

Sit down, sit down.

You really are obsessed with that woman, huh?

-Well, she interests me. -Come on. Unbelievable.

You guys have royalty. We're stuck with three second-rate millionaires.

-Look. -No.

Zubiría Escobar Foundation

-What? -No way.

What?

What is it?

-No. -What is it?

-So? -Millán's gone,

like the earth swallowed him whole.

But you're really gonna freak out

when I tell you what we found at that ranch.

What?

Guzmán's body. Buried. It's recent.

What, now they're leaving messages underground?

What the hell is going on?

People are coming at us from all sides. They must have someone inside the station.

I don't know, Romero, one of the others. Someone's leaking information.

Or someone close to you.

Who?

David.

No.

No, David's like a son to me.

He's proven himself loyal time and again. No.

I wouldn't be so sure.

Look…

I trust Fernando less than I trust him.

We need to wake up or they're going to skin us alive.

-I'll call you later. -Okay.

If you say yes, I can be there in two hours.

-No, Fausto, you're crazy, no. -Yeah, crazy in love.

But look, I'm asking. I didn't just show up unannounced.

I'm respecting your space.

Oh, how nice. Now, I have to thank you for not barging into my life,

for not invading my privacy.

Come on, Letizia,

you don't have to take everything I say the wrong way, okay?

I just want us to have a romantic moment. Just some time together.

Okay, let's save the romance for later.

I've got meetings all day tomorrow, then I'm off to Chile for two days.

Well, a little less than two, actually.

I'm sorry, it's just…

Everything that happened really shook me.

If I lose you, I'm done, Leti. I just want to protect you.

But there's nothing to protect me from.

You talk like I'm in danger, but I never was.

I was really scared of losing you.

Well, you didn't lose me. I'm right here. I'll be back in two days.

Okay. I love you. Take care, please.

-It's freezing. -Yeah, right? It's nice here, though.

-It's about to snow. -Mm.

I brought dessert too.

-Perfect. -Not sure you'll like it.

Yeah, I'll love it.

If it were up to me, I'd just have dessert for dinner every night.

You set the table?

-Mm-hmm. -Shall we sit?

Yeah.

Thank you for not asking too many questions.

I'm trusting my intuition.

Oh, yeah?

And what's your intuition telling you?

That I can trust you.

Well, you're right, keep listening to it.

It's all I've got.

I mean, I have no proof of anything.

Still, it helped to hear you say you're a bit suspicious of Fausto.

They're scared of him.

I don't have any proof either, but you can see it in people.

They're scared of him. Guys like that think they own the world.

Well, I don't think anyone gets through life

without answering for what they've done.

You know what? I don't even know if I believe in the afterlife.

I'd rather see them behind bars in this life.

No, I wasn't talking about paying in another life.

Anyway, let's change the subject.

What do you wanna talk about?

Um, I want to know what else your intuition is telling you.

My intuition…

Has been watching you.

Since the first day I saw you.

From the moment you arrived, it's been watching you, following you…

As if every step I've taken in life led me here with you…

In this moment.

Wow.

Your intuition told you all that?

-I just hope it's not wrong. -Mm.

It's not.

It's always been me…

And it's always been you.

We just hadn't found each other yet.

DAUGHTER OF FIRE

Subtitles by Bert Van Oosterwijck