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PREVIOUSLY

They're gonna find out I killed him.

They'll come after me, and they will find me.

The main thing is getting you out of Manzano.

Your father has had a medical episode here.

-What's wrong? -What do you want?

Take the Montecito deed out of the…

-…bank's safe. -They just told me my mom

-has been kidnapped. -I'd give them what they want.

It's the Indian woman. The other guy's sister.

-Fucking bitch. -There's someone behind all of this.

Who? Who?

Ride your bike and await instructions there.

"Leave the deed on the stone cairn."

All right. She's out.

Goddamn it. We're screwed.

-Milagros warned Juan. -Stop! Police!

Either Juan finds out and it's all over, or I take care of him.

Turn around! Hands where I can see them!

-I'm sorry. I don't have a choice. -Don't you dare, David.

Take the papers and run.

DAUGHTER OF FIRE

Do you recognize this area?

-Yeah, of course. Montecito. -Now it's Montecito.

But this stretch of land,

before you inherited the ol' man's property,

it used to be La Juanita. Remember? You wanted to annex it.

-There was a patch in the middle. -Mm. That was Indigenous land.

We offered them everything.

What, you think we just got into this yesterday?

This is a cash cow. We're talking serious money.

What you're offering isn't even half of what it's worth.

All right. What do you want then? Two thousand? Three?

Don't play games, just name your price.

-It's not for sale. -Well.

Not for double, not for triple. This land is ours.

You think it's not for sale just because you say so?

The buyer already nabbed El Pinar and Los Arrayanes.

How are you planning to get to the water now, huh?

-The rivers and lakes are public. -Oh, is that so?

Yeah. So, go tell your boss, we're not going anywhere.

Come on, stop fucking around! Take the money and go.

We're being nice here, huh?

But the ones who come after us? They won't be. Okay?

Let's go. Come on.

I can only imagine how you talked them into it.

We did what we had to do.

Come on! Boss! She was hiding.

Here's the Indigenous woman.

So? Now that your land's worth nothing, you thinking about selling?

Never! I'm never giving up my land!

You got a light?

Do you remember the name

of the Indigenous woman who was killed that day?

Amancay.

What about her?

The people who emptied my account were part of a group named after her.

I'd forgotten about her.

But after what happened with Pino,

they said he'd closed a deal with that group.

And when your account was drained?

Same group. That's when it started to click.

So, what now? What… what are we supposed to do?

Uh, should I call the cops? Or are you gonna talk to your boss?

I don't know, Mili. I don't know if I should talk to Sosa.

-What do you mean you don't know? -What if he's involved? I just…

I need to think before I say anything.

Pick up.

Hello?

Yeah, it's me.

What do you mean? Why not?

I don't get it, no.

Do I need a lawyer?

All right. Thanks.

What's wrong?

It was the prosecutor's office. They're not releasing my dad's body yet.

They need to run more tests.

They changed the case.

It's being treated as a homicide now.

-I don't get it. I don't get it. -Hey, take it easy, Mili.

I can't even believe my dad is dead,

and now they're telling me someone killed him?

Who would do that? Why? Why would anyone want to kill my dad?

And my mom's still kidnapped,

-I don't know what to do. -Oh!

I should've done something. I should've said something, or…

Or called the cops when they weren't answering.

-No, Mili... don't blame yourself… -Yes, I should've done something, but...

… it won't help. Mili, Sosa and Saavedra…

…basically run this town.

Yeah, but…

You've heard what people say about your parents, right?

That they were fronting for Saavedra?

-That? -Yeah.

So, what does that have to do with anything?

If this is some kind of score-settling, the last thing I'd do

is report it to people who might be involved.

-Okay, I get it. So, what do I do then? -Trust me. I'll look into it.

I can't believe it. Two weeks ago,

we were having dinner, planning my dad's birthday

-and now I'm all alone and I don't… -Mili… hey, breathe.

Calm down, Mili.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

It's okay. You don't have to say sorry.

Still I find it hard to believe it's the Indigenous folks.

An Indigenous person might occupy land, block a road, maybe even burn a field.

But empty a bank account in the Seychelles?

Or start picking off everyone who was involved back then?

There's more to this.

The nun.

Jesus fucking Christ.

The hell are you doing here? You nuts? Get out of here. Marichu's inside. Go.

No, no, no, I'm really worried. Fausto, something serious has happened.

Well, then call me and tell me what's so serious. Go.

I can't tell you on the phone. It's too serious.

A nun from the home came to see me, she was a friend of Laura's.

She's convinced what happened to Laura wasn't suicide…

…or a mental breakdown. She says she was murdered.

And people need to know. She wants to go to the province.

-Where'd the nun get that idea? -I don't know. She wouldn't say.

Wouldn't tell me how she knows. But she's sure someone killed my sister.

And she's the persistent kind, not someone who just gives up.

She's not gonna let this go,

-do you understand? -All right, all right.

I'll handle it, okay?

Just go. Go, go.

No! No!

There, there…

-…- there, Grandma. It's okay. -It's okay. It's all done.

You're okay. You're okay. You're okay.

It's over. It's over now, Grandma. That's it, sweetie. All done, Grandma.

Let's go.

Yeah, you handled it, Sosa. You just handled the wrong nun.

Asunción? Asunción?

Those two dumbasses, Guzmán and Díaz, killed another nun.

But that Carmen woman disappeared and shut up. She got the message.

Well, looks like she's not shutting up anymore.

An old nun and a handful of Indigenous folks.

That's who's behind all this? I don't think so.

It's the only lead we've got. We have to follow it.

-I'll find the nun. -And I'll deal with the Indigenous group.

Good.

Okay, here's the box with the party favors.

Ugh, it reeks in here, Sandra. Did you even open a window?

Sandra, come here.

Call Las Delicias and order half a kilo of assorted pastries.

Tell them they're for me. They'll know.

Mm. So, to sum up, the madam is the madam again?

Don't ask questions, Sandra. Just do what you're told.

Well, I have questions. What's going on here?

You two slept together last night, now you waltz in like everything's fine.

Letizia's gone, but the invitations are here? I don't get it.

There's nothing to get, Fernando.

God, what awful taste.

This shitty party favor isn't even heavy enough to hold a door.

Sandra! Move this crap out of here, will you?

The most urgent thing now is transferring the deeds. Okay?

So nothing gets blocked again.

Yeah, we're this close to everything going to hell.

Then we'll have to use old Reynaldo.

I can take care of that today.

Perfect. Then we deal with María Pedraza,

and after that, we lay low for a while, till everything settles down a bit.

Sounds good. You two don't go out. Don't show your faces.

You play nice with Fausto, and I'll be the devoted girlfriend he wants.

I'll handle the wedding.

Oh, he's calling.

Hi, love.

-Where are you? -At the office. I'll see you tonight.

Ugh, we're not gonna see each other until tonight?

Well, if I finish early, I'll be there.

-The invitations arrived. -Already?

Mm-hmm. "Letizia Zubiría Escobar and Fausto Saavedra"

"would like to share with you the beginning of their life together."

I love how that sounds.

It's so close now.

And I'm just so happy.

-Are you happy? -Very happy.

You don't sound very happy.

It's just a lot's happened lately,

and I've been left with this weird feeling, to be honest.

You don't need to worry, sweetheart. Just relax. We'll talk later, okay?

Bye.

I'll make more coffee.

-You okay? -Yeah.

-Do you need anything? -I need us to stay focused.

I swear, that fight earlier wasn't out of jealousy.

Honestly, I just think Clara's been pushing things too far,

and Juan is becoming a problem.

-It's fine. You don't need to explain. -No, I do want to explain

because I don't want you thinking something that's not true.

You made sure he won't come in and see me, right?

Cut it out, Marichu.

You were talking about the wedding.

Don't do this to yourself, okay?

Fausto,

-I assume you're having her sign a prenup. -Oh, God.

What? I'm not saying it for you,

I just care about protecting my son's assets.

I don't want him getting fleeced.

Just so we're clear, Fernando is my son too.

And he'll get what's his, don't worry.

-I hope so. -Mm.

The priest's on his way. Come on.

-All right. -Let's go.

You take care of this, please. I've got something else to handle.

Hi, Fausto. We're heading out.

Good. Listen. Don't go soft, okay? Make it loud and clear.

Seems like people have forgotten they should be afraid of us.

Don't worry.

Let's go.

-Sosa, anything new on Carlos Pedraza? -That's Manzano's issue. Not ours.

-He was someone I cared about. Please. -It's another jurisdiction.

Can't we talk to the police chief, get some info?

Romero, stop busting my balls and go deal with the files I left on your desk.

You know what this is?

-My deeds. -"My" deeds?

You mean the ones in your name, because they're actually Fausto's.

Well, technically, mine, because they were stolen from me.

I'm not signing anything.

You can kill me, skin me, do whatever you want. I'm not signing.

-Well, look who's got a spine. -Shit.

Fausto already signed preliminary sales contracts just in case.

What'd you think? He's no fool.

And you think that we are?

As long as the transaction goes through before Fausto dates that contract,

it's fine.

And your husband's signature? No problem. We'll forge it.

The only thing that matters is that the notary certifies it.

Then we're golden.

Cooperate, María. Don't start your little drama now.

Milagros is already going through enough.

Right, because you're so worried about my daughter.

Well, your husband wasn't exactly careful. He caused quite a scene at the bank.

I hope you at least have a hint of maternal instinct.

I can't believe it. I can't believe how evil you are. The cold blood.

You and your little soldiers.

Funny, I used to feel the same way as a kid,

when you and Carlos would come threaten my mom

to get her to sell the land.

"Sign it and leave, you filthy Indian!"

Sound familiar?

Did you see how I killed Carlos?

I'm gonna do the same thing to Milagros.

But with her, I'm gonna take my time. And you'll watch.

So, choose wisely, María. Choose wisely.

Sign.

Right here.

Thank you.

Let's go.

And eat fast. I'll be back to get you in a second.

Oh, thank you, Sandra.

You know, the other day I passed by the children's home.

-Oh, such little angels. -Oh!

Each one cuter than the next.

-They're doing amazing work at the home. -Yeah, you can tell.

-Those kids look so happy. -Mm.

-How are you, David? -Hey.

Hey.

That two-faced Milagros still won't pick up.

With everything going on, Fausto, it makes sense. She'll show up.

She should pick up for me even if she's on her deathbed.

Listen, what's Marichu doing here?

Marichu? She's handling something.

Do you remember Sister Carmen? The nun who was at the home years ago.

Yeah, Carmen.

-I think she was in Alta Gracia, right? -Yeah. Yeah.

She was such a sweet person, wasn't she?

-Well. -Tough one, though.

Yes, Sister Carmen had a strong personality.

Oh, for sure, you know, I've been trying to find her.

I lost track of her, and I'd really love to get in touch.

-It's for a surprise. -Mm-hmm.

A boy she rescued back in the day, who stayed at the home,

he's a grown man now, and such a fine person.

If you could help me find out where she is now,

I'd really appreciate it.

But please don't tell her we're looking. It's a surprise.

He wants to surprise her. Please.

Don't worry, I'll start looking right away.

-Oh, thank you so much. -Of course.

He'll be grateful too.

So. You went to Manzano's bank with her. And then what?

That's when we found out Pedraza was dead.

-And after that? -Nothing, really.

She went inside, and I waited outside. Then they told me she'd left.

It was super weird, Fausto. She just left without telling me.

Then I came back. I headed home for a sec until you called.

Why all the questions? What's going on?

-Mailén. Mm? -Mm?

She killed Pedraza.

-What? -Yeah.

I saw the bank's security footage. It's those Indians behind all of this.

But how? Uh, are you sure it was Mailén?

Mm. Totally sure. It was crystal clear. Don't worry. We're handling it.

We're gonna send them a little message.

What… what do you mean?

Grab some popcorn. You'll see.

Hey! What are you doing? What's going on?

Say hi to the Millán siblings.

-Luciana. -What?

The magnifying glass. I can't find it.

Here it is. Look, take it. Don't lose it, okay?

I'm just stepping out for a bit. I'll be right back.

Okay.

Thank you.

You're back?

-Oh. -It's me.

-I came for the papers, Reynaldo. -What papers?

The deeds. We agreed to sign here so you wouldn't have to go anywhere.

But what about the buyers?

They already signed. It's an investment group.

And… And the sellers?

They signed too. We just need your signature now.

But I need to see the… the transaction.

You saw it, don't you remember?

Yeah, yeah, you saw it. Look, please sign here.

And the stamp I gave you? You didn't lose it, did you?

-No. -That thing's worth a lot of money.

I had it framed. Didn't lose it.

Now, let's call the registry.

Here, put your face here.

Perfect. And we'll let them know a file is on the way.

-There. -Uh…

Yes, hello? This is notary Forster Taylor.

Yes, I'm calling to inform you that a file is en route.

Ask him to fast-track it as a personal favor.

I need you to move it through quickly.

My secretary will deliver it.

My secretary will drop it off. And she'll pick it up too.

-Goodbye, thank you. -Thanks. See you.

You were slick with the whole secretary thing.

Well, life's easier when you keep things simple. Can't tell everything.

-Bye. -Feliciano had a good eye.

He wanted to acknowledge the girl.

Asked me to find her before he died.

-And what happened? -Ah, life happened.

Fausto, back and forth… But I made him put her in the will.

What do you mean, "put her in the will"?

I had him include her in the will. He left her more properties.

-And where's that will? -I have it.

Can I see it?

Sorry.

LET'S TALK. IT'S URGENT.

I need to go, but I'll be back, okay?

Wait for me here.

AMANCAY CALLING

-What happened? -There was a raid, they sent in the cops.

Why?

That bastard Sosa showed up. He "sent regards" to Nehuén and me.

Son of a bi...

Why the hell aren't you picking up? I've been calling all day.

Sorry, with everything going on with my dad, I haven't checked my phone.

When I call, you pick up. Huh?

I don't care what's going on with your dad,

but you people are not screwing me over.

-No one's trying to screw you over. -Open the safe.

-What? The... Wait. -Open the goddamn safe. Come on.

But…

Huh... Don't...

Sorry, the combination's a bit long.

-There's… There's nothing in here. -Where are my deeds?

Quimey's unconscious, brain dead. And Nahuel, Lauti's friend, lost an eye.

This is a declaration of war.

Okay. We'll strike back.

I have to go, Fausto's coming.

Don't worry. We'll get them back today.

Go.

-Hey, hi. -Come here.

Is something wrong?

I need you to explain what you've got to do with Mailén.

Mailén? She works for me. I told you already.

No, answer me straight. I saw you with her at the farm the other day.

-You were helping her brother. Why? -I already told you why.

Mailén killed Milagros's father. Did you know that?

-That can't be. -I saw it with my own eyes.

I need you to tell me what your connection is to them.

-And why you're helping them. -Are you asking me or accusing me?

For now, it's just a question.

All I know about Mailén is that she's a great cook,

very polite, really smart,

and she asked for help because she was worried about her brother.

I believed her. If she lied to me, I don't know. Anything else?

Yeah. If she gets in touch or anything, please let me know.

-Mm? -Mm-hmm.

No, no, wait.

One, five. Oh, Father, you have no idea how grateful I am.

I thought finding her would be impossible. But for God, nothing is impossible, right?

It wasn't easy. She moved around a lot,

but the latest info is she stayed at Santa Catalina convent.

It's not far from here.

No, I know it, Father. It's close by. I've donated to them so many times.

Okay, I'll get in touch with them, then? See you Sunday.

God bless you more than ever, Father. Thank you.

Hello, good evening. This is Julieta Valinotti.

I'd like to speak to the Mother Superior, is that possible?

Yes, speaking. How can I help you?

How are you, Mother? Sorry to call so late.

Uh, I was hoping to speak with Carmen Ortega.

I was told she's there.

It's about a personal tragedy that happened here in town.

No, I think someone gave you the wrong information.

-Are you sure? -Of course I'm sure.

Sister Carmen passed away several years ago.

Oh… I'm… I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Please forgive me. Sorry to bother you.

Thank you. Thank you very much, Mother. Goddammit.

Who were you talking to?

Look at these centerpieces, babe. They're amazing.

They're beautiful.

You really do have great taste.

Truth is, I do have great taste. That's why I'm with you.

I just hope I didn't get it wrong.

I'm sorry for everything you've had to go through lately.

Forgive me. They're out of ideas on how to scare me.

They're mobsters,

people who've been running this province like their own little kingdom for decades.

And now they're terrified because once I become governor,

-their game is over. -Mm.

And those bastards know the only way they can break me is through you.

Oh, baby, don't say that.

You're my Achilles' heel, Leti.

If something happens to you, I'm done.

I don't want to scare you, but…

I was thinking it might be a good idea to hire security.

-Security? -Mm-hmm.

If your goal is to not scare me, you're doing a terrible job.

Let me take care of you.

-Dinner's ready. -Thanks, Sandra.

What if we moved somewhere else?

Move? No. No way.

I want to marry you here and live here with you, just like we dreamed.

Thank you.

Um, honey… …we need to talk about the prenup.

-Where'd that come from? -What do you mean, "where"?

If Marichu or Fernando told you that, don't listen to them. It's total nonsense.

No, it's not like Marichu talked to me or anything.

It's more of a family thing, you know? And the family lawyers,

they just want to make sure you give up any claim to my inheritance.

That's fine.

-What are you laughing at? -Nothing. I love you.

I love you too.

-Sir. -Yes?

-The police are here to see you. -Good evening.

-What are you doing here? -I got a report and I'm here to verify it.

-Report of what? -That there's a dead woman in your home.

Are you high or back on some crap?

-What's wrong with you? -I understand it sounds odd,

but it's my duty to inspect and confirm.

I don't give a fuck about your duty. Who filed the report?

I'm going to ask you to speak respectfully.

-It was anonymous. -Anonymous?

So, any idiot tells you something and you just go with it?

Dad!

What is it?

-Dad! -What's going on?

-Dad! -What's the matter?

What?

Subtitles by Bert Van Oosterwijck