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PREVIOUSLY
Before he disappeared, Pino signed a deal with Amancay Group.
When the alarms went off at the real estate office…
Maybe they were looking for something there?
The good news is, we have the deeds.
-Did you get all of them? -No, the one for Montecito
is in the safety deposit box at the bank in Manzano.
No, I'm not signing.
I'm not going to the safety deposit box either.
Remember, we've already killed a few of you.
Exactly!
If we're gonna die anyway, I'd rather take you down with me.
They posted a picture of your parents. Just them.
But the same picture you posted on your socials, there you are.
I'd love for you to tell me your story… Clara.
MANZANO BANK
-Stop talking nonsense, Carlos. -Let go of me.
You're gonna regret this, you old bastard.
What the fuck would I regret?
You're gonna get Mili killed with what you're doing.
-Do not lay a finger on Mili. -Oh, you'll see what I'll do to her.
You touch her…
-You'll see. -…and you'll be left with nothing.
You son of a bitch. Fuck. Fuck!
-Shut your mouth! -Fuck!
I'm a journalist, not some gossip.
And a journalist always goes straight to the source.
They check the information with the main character.
I'd love to hear your story.
Honey!
-You'll see. Just watch me kill her… -My daughter's the only thing…
-…you son of a bitch! -…you can threaten me with.
And you're gonna end up with nothing because now I'm gonna talk.
-Mailén, finish him. -No! No, you son of a…
-Huh? -You lost, fuckers.
-Think about it. Think about it. -You lost.
-Finish him, Mailén. -Esteban, come here for a second.
-Please! -Shut up!
Hi!
Hi.
Why didn't you tell me you were already here?
Because I wanted to surprise you.
Why didn't you just surprise me at home?
I figured I'd stop by since I had to run some errands.
Walter, I'll come by in the next few days to do the test, okay?
Try to come by today if you can. It's better to get it done early.
See you, Leti.
-Sir. -Hmm.
Die. Just die already.
-Carlos! -Shut up!
Die, you son of a bitch. Just die.
You're all gonna pay for this, you assholes!
CLIENTS
What happened?
Call an ambulance. He collapsed.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yes, yes.
Hello. I need an ambulance.
-No… No… -Mailén, can you hear me?
Mailén, can you hear me?
Up here in the office, hurry.
He's dead. I tried to revive him, but he's dead.
Oh, no! You son of a bitch.
DAUGHTER OF FIRE
What are you doing here?
I'm heading to the real estate office to pick up some papers,
but I'll sort it out quickly so I'll be free soon.
How about we have lunch so we can catch up?
All right.
-Wait for me here, okay? -Mm-hmm.
-I'll book a table for you. -Please do. Thank you.
Nehuén, what happened?
Mailén killed Carlos.
-Hello. -Hello, Fausto.
I wasn't expecting you. What can I do for you?
I just wanted to check some clauses in a few contracts
and deeds of mine that your parents have.
Uh… Yeah, sure. Uh, they should be, uh, in the safe.
Okay.
And what do you know about your dad? Hmm?
I sent him several messages, and he didn't reply to any.
He must be lounging around in the sun all day, that bastard, right?
I spoke to him a little while ago.
They're having a great time. He told me they're really happy.
-They're enjoying it. They deserve it. -I'm really glad to hear that.
Oh, sorry, Fausto, there's nothing of yours in here.
What do you mean there's nothing?
Where the hell are my deeds?
This way. Come this way.
Come over here. There he is.
But what was it? Did it just happen out of nowhere?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I don't know. He just collapsed. I wasn't here.
-Was he alone? -No, he was with his niece. Wait a second.
-Where are you? -You're gonna pay for this.
How are you?
I just got out.
There were cameras everywhere.
In just a few minutes, they'll notice I'm missing and start looking for me.
Come over to David's now.
We need to figure out our next move.
What next move? Can't you see we're done for?
They're gonna find out I killed him.
Look, right now, the main thing is getting you out of Manzano.
If you need to move again later, we'll sort it out, all right?
Yeah, y… yeah, I have to go. Alone.
Listen, Mailén. Go to my place.
We'll figure out what to do next, but lie low for now.
Yeah, yeah.
I can't believe what Pedraza did, that asshole.
-I thought she was the dangerous one. -I didn't expect that either.
I just hope Mailén manages to hide.
When they find out Mailén killed that bastard,
we're going to have a big problem. You know that, right?
-What problem? -Juan. How can you not see that?
He saw you with her when Nehuén got away. How are you going to explain that?
Wait, wait, wait. One problem at a time.
For now, we need to figure out how to get our hands on that deed.
It's over. Forget Montecito. We can't go back to the bank.
I'm not forgetting about Montecito.
It was my dad's most important piece of land.
Clara, who cares? It's just a piece of land!
No, the land doesn't matter.
But it's the thing that matters the most to Fausto.
So, how do we get into the bank?
We're not going in. Milagros is.
And how?
Go to the real estate office with Fausto.
They're going to call Milagros any minute now to tell her about her dad.
Don't leave her side.
I'm about to call and put some pressure on her.
Perfect, okay.
Don't worry, I'll text my dad right away.
Text? Please, just call him. Do it right now.
No, there's no signal. I won't be able to get through.
Don't worry, my mom always keeps the important stuff in the safe at home,
so it's probably there. Don't worry.
Let's do this, I'll go to my house, check the safe, and you wait here.
-It'll just be a second... -It can't wait. Come on,
-I'll give you a ride. -Oh, sorry. Just a second.
Hello?
Hi, Milagros. Look, this is Esteban from Manzano Bank.
I need you to get here as soon as possible
because your father has had a medical episode here.
No, that can't be. My dad is traveling. He's out of the country.
You're probably mistaken.
-Are you done here? -No. Wait. I wanna know what's going on.
No, no, no. I'm telling you, it's not him. There are a lot of Pedrazas in the area.
It must be someone else.
My dad's out of the country. It can't be him.
No, no. It's… It's your dad. It's your dad. It's Carlos.
Uh… uh, but I don't understand. Is he with my mom?
-How... -No, no, no.
-What's wrong? -You need to get to the bank right now.
Yeah, yeah, I'm on my way…
Sorry, Fausto, I have to go to Manzano.
The bank just called. They said my dad was doing something there,
-and… and he had some kind of episode. -Huh? Your dad's in Manzano?
-What the fuck is he doing there? -No, no, it can't be him.
I talked to him, and he was in Punta Cana. This is so weird.
But they said he went to the safe to take something out
and had a medical issue.
It probably isn't him, but I have to go. Sorry.
-Do you think I should take her, Fausto? -Yes.
Head over there fast and call me to let me know
-what happened. -Shall we?
Uh, no, wait for me, please. I wanna call Juan.
-He's not answering. -Come on, Mili, I'll give you a ride.
Wait, please. Hi, Juan. Sorry to bother you.
Uh… something really weird is happening.
Uh… when you get this message, please call me back.
-Uh… kisses. -Mili, I'll take you.
Do you have the safe key with you?
Uh… yeah, why?
Since you said he went to retrieve something,
you might need to go in.
Uh… yeah, it's… it's fine. Let's go. Thanks.
-Yeah? -Yes, yes.
PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH!!
Walter told me you'd been hospitalized.
That Walter, huh? He just can't keep anything to himself.
-They say you went too far. -It was just a lapse.
-Could've happened to anyone. -Rosa, you don't need to pretend with me.
I heard someone wants to admit you, too, huh?
-Looks like we'll need to form a club. -A club.
That's what people think of us, huh?
That we're crazy, scorned.
That just because this man left us, we've gone over the edge,
making his life hell, and we'll do anything to have him back.
-Do you want him back? -What? Look at me.
I'm doing great, focusing on myself.
I have my own credit cards. I handle my own shopping.
A whole range of new experiences.
What they don't get is that we're the victims, Marichu,
of a psychopath.
Look, I can be a bit sweet and salty, like melon and ham,
but the things this man has made me do…
He messes with your mind, makes you lose your will.
You know, I actually went to a plastic surgeon
with a photo of this actress he liked…
And I thought it was my choice.
It's been 20 years since I've had a full night's sleep, Marichu.
There's something that chases me, that… that… that tortures me.
Something I can't forgive myself for.
I know. Your sister.
I betrayed her for Fausto. Do you understand what I did?
Of course I understand. Let them call us bitter.
You and I know the truth.
Speaking of your sister, do you have a minute?
I want to tell you something.
Don't worry, Mili, if she's not answering,
it's because she's taking care of everything. Okay?
No, the… the manager said my mom wasn't with him.
UNKNOWN NUMBER
-Hello? -Hello, Milagros.
Who is this?
It doesn't matter.
What's important is that I have your mom.
What?
Here's the deal. Your mom isn't traveling.
And your dad isn't either, but you already know that.
No… I don't understand. Is this a joke?
No. A kidnapping.
Don't bother asking me questions. Just look at what I'm about to send you.
What do you want?
First, don't mention this conversation to anyone,
and second, take the Montecito deed out of the bank's safe.
No, I can't do that.
My… My dad just collapsed and is in serious condition.
If you want to see your mom again, you can.
You're a clever woman, Milagros.
What happened? Any news about your dad?
No, no. Something else.
What's going on now?
-The Pedrazas. -The deeds?
They're not at the real estate office.
Apparently, they have them at the house, but I can't relax until I see them.
And listen to this.
They called from the Manzano bank and said Carlos collapsed there.
-Wasn't he away on a trip? -That's what he said.
What if the whole trip was a lie?
Why would he lie to us?
I don't know. It's pretty obvious, Osvaldo.
He says he's going away, heads to the bank,
takes everything without anyone noticing. I don't know.
So, this bastard intends to fuck with us?
Why would he go over there, huh?
Bet he was trying to run off with the deeds in his name.
I'll call the commissioner in Manzano,
tell them not to let him go if he's come to, have them hold him.
Yeah. I already sent David over there.
Hernando. What's up?
Look, buddy, I need a favor.
There's this friend of mine, Carlos Pedraza, he collapsed at the bank.
Do you know anything about him?
I can't believe it.
What happened?
He's dead.
Yes?
Do you have a minute?
For you, always.
Are you sure you're not closing… I don't know, a deal with China?
No?
I'm sure. Why are you saying this?
Because I can't stand it anymore. The urge. May I do this?
Hold on. Are you sure you're all right?
Uh, yeah, I'm just anxious about my dad.
But something else is going on, right? That phone call seemed weird.
They just told me my mom has been kidnapped.
-They... -Kidnapped?
Yes. They asked me to get a deed that's here at the bank.
I don't know, it's strange. I don't know if it's related.
They… They gave me this, a proof of life.
-Unbelievable. -I… I don't know what to do. I…
Look, if she were my mom…
I'd give them what they want.
I need to talk to Juan.
MILAGROS
-Sorry. -Ah, no.
This is already too complicated. When we're together,
I'd rather there are no Milagros and no Fausto.
It's not the same. Milagros is my ex.
Well, I'll work on that.
-Well, in the meantime… -Mm.
-He's not answering. -It's better this way.
Trust me, discretion is best in these situations.
Bringing in the police could make things worse.
Let's go check on your dad first,
then we'll figure out what to do, all right?
Yeah, yeah, that's good.
-I think you're overreacting. -This shit is overflowing like a cesspool.
Too much bad luck to just be a coincidence.
Everyone who was involved have been dropping like flies.
From Díaz, the bootlicker, Guzmán, the sycophant,
to the Peyrano mummies, Pino.
-You mean now it's our turn? -Well, the way things are going…
I don't think it's the Indians like Fausto and Sosa say.
To me, this smells like revenge. I've already told you that.
Oh, you're making a whole movie out of this.
Don't take my word for it, but you'll see, your turn will come.
Can you do me a favor and think for a second?
Close your eyes for a second. Think, think.
Who could have known…
…that little girl was Feliciano's daughter?
In town? Everybody knew. It was an open secret.
I mean someone who would want revenge. I mean, a… a relative, an aunt,
a friend of your sister's who knew about it.
Honestly, I can't think of anybody, no, no. I don't know, no.
You don't have any other relatives, Rosa?
I don't know, some… some aunt,
some long-lost relative from the provinces, anyone.
Mm, I don't think so.
Oh, Walter, you scared me. What are you doing there?
-He's like a cat, this man. -What happened?
Were you so busy gossiping you didn't even notice I was here?
-Have you heard? -What?
It seems Carlos Pedraza collapsed at a bank in Manzano.
Word is… …he croaked.
So, did they come back early, or did they never leave?
No, we'll talk about this later.
Milagros, hello.
-My dad? How is he? Is he okay? -Miss Pedraza, listen,
-your father went… -What happened?
…Into cardiac arrest.
Unfortunately, there was nothing we could do.
I'm very sorry.
Is… Is he here? Can I see him?
-Yes. This way. -Yes, of course.
No…
Sosa. Yeah, talk to me.
What can you tell me? What happened?
Listen, he showed up with a niece,
wanted to get into the safety deposit box, and then he suffered cardiac arrest.
Which niece? What's her name?
-Hello. -Where are you, Fausto?
-At the police station. -I'm on my way.
-And is the girl still there? -No, no, no.
As soon as things got messy, she took off.
If you ask me, she was his lover. I'd bet on it.
Ask them if anything's missing.
-Is anything missing? -No, no.
They requested access to the safety deposit box,
-but he never got there. -Are there cameras?
Yes, yes, yes. Of course.
Hernando, since you're always helpful,
would you mind sharing the footage once you have it?
As soon as I have it, I'll let you know.
Dad…
Ma'am, your father will have to stay here at the hospital.
-It's a matter of jurisdiction. -No…
While you arrange for a funeral home, we'll just clear up a few things.
It's just bureaucracy.
I'll wait for you at the police station to ask you a couple of questions.
-I'll take care of her, commissioner. -Thank you. You can take him away.
No…
-Calm down, Mili. -No…
Calm down, Mili.
Have a seat, look. Sit here for a minute.
I'm so sorry for everything that's happened, Milagros.
Whatever we can do for you…
I need to see the safety deposit box.
So?
No doubt Pedraza tried to screw us over.
He pretended to go on a trip to avoid raising suspicion
and took off with the deeds. No doubt about it.
That son of a bitch always wanted Montecito.
It's obvious we weren't the only ones he tried to screw over.
-What do you mean? -He was at the bank with some girl.
And María? Did she go to Punta Cana on her own?
We have no idea. The daughter doesn't either.
Everything's very odd. Way too odd.
Excuse me? Are we still playing dumb?
-About what? -It's clear where all this is coming from.
Someone knows what we did, and they're taking us down one by one.
Exactly.
Pedraza was aware of what we'd done and tried to screw us.
Yes. But why did he kill Díaz and Guzmán?
It doesn't make sense, Osvaldo.
It doesn't make sense.
There's more to this. Marichu's right.
Sosa, I just sent over the footage you requested.
I have the footage from the bank. Come here.
-There's the woman. -Do you know her?
No, I can't see her clearly.
What the fuck?
Shit.
It's the Indian woman. The other guy's sister.
-Fucking bitch. -The cook.
-And you brought her into our house. -Don't fuck with me, Marichu.
So, Pedraza didn't screw us over.
The Indian woman forced him to do something,
Pedraza didn't want to do it, and she ended up killing him.
What are you going to say? That they're the ones behind all of this?
The Indians are not alone. There's someone behind all of this.
Who? Who?
Excuse me, I'm waiting for Milagros.
-Uh, she left. -What do you mean she left?
She went out the back. She called a cab a while ago and left.
Okay, thanks.
Milagros slipped away from me. She took a cab and left.
She's a threat,
and you need to confront her now to hand over the deed.
C&M PEDRAZA REAL ESTATE
INCOMING CALL UNKNOWN NUMBER
Do you have the deed?
Yes.
You're gonna ride your little bike over to Trentren
and wait for instructions there.
What about my mom?
Your mom is gonna join your dad if you don't do as I say.
And don't even think about calling your cop boyfriend
-or some shit like that. Are we clear? -Yes.
Yes.
Excuse me. Hello.
-Yes? -I've been waiting for you.
We still need to talk.
Yes, Walter, I can't right now because I'm busy.
Sorry, but I'm so curious that it's making me anxious.
It's not what you think.
Then what is it?
-Look, I didn't add myself to the photo. -Hmm.
It was the people from my dad's foundation who removed me from the original one.
Really?
The relationship with my parents was always difficult, you know.
Because I used to be very… very rebellious.
Well, basically, I didn't do what they expected me to do,
so they cut me off.
No, of course. I understand the situation.
-Mm. -The princess wanted to be free.
Exactly. Well, free, and that's why they...
I went my own way and became a flight attendant.
Happy?
No. No, sorry,
it's just that it sounds perfect as a story, it all adds up,
but… …while I was waiting for you,
-I continued researching… -Hmm.
…and I found Zubiría's daughter…
…who does indeed exist, and her name is Letizia.
Of course. That's me.
No. Unless you're a nun.
Because that's what I found out.
That the real Letizia Zubiría is a nun,
in Africa, a missionary.
Isn't that peculiar?
Look…
If you want me to keep quiet,
you'll have to give me something…
Clara.
Or whatever your name is.
I have to go.
DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID. PAY ATTENTION. LEAVE THE DEED ON THE STONE CAIRN.
NOW, LEAVE.
Don't even think about calling your cop boyfriend
-or some shit like that. Are we clear? -Yes.
Oh. Juan, I need you.
You have no idea what I'm going through.
All right. She's out.
Goddamn it.
We're screwed, Milagros warned Juan.
He's right behind you.
Stop! Police!
-I've got a clear shot. -No.
You have to decide, Clara.
Either Juan finds out, and it's all over, or I take care of him.
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