All language subtitles for Daughter.of.Fire.S01E17.The.Last.Will.1080p.DSNP.WEB-DL.DD.5.1.H.264-playWEB.[Feranki1980]

What you're doing
has nothing to do with justice.

PREVIOUSLY

Everyone has to handle their own business.
I'm handling mine.

All this makes me wanna drop everything
and run away with you.

Then do it. If you're in, I'm in.

-Fausto, listen to me. Let me explain.
-Save it, David. You lost.

BASTARD

-She was alive when they cut her.
-She left a message.

They found us. They've got David.

I need you to pick up Mailén.
Take her to your place.

Mm-hmm. Yes.

Take a good look.
Because you're next.

I'll be waiting.

You know how you kill a pig?

You hang it up and slit its throat
so it bleeds out.

Could it be Sister Carmen?

I'd bet what I don't even have
that nun talked to someone.

-But who?
-Come on, Rosa,

-just try thinking for once in your life.
-Yeah, I...

One by one, all of them.
Everyone who had anything to do...

Whoa! You maniac! Asshole,
you shouldn't dri...

-Wait! That's the golden pussy's car.
-No, no.

That's her car.

-Oh, yeah.
-What...? What happened to her?

DAUGHTER OF FIRE

Come in. There's no one here.

-Thanks, Walter.
-Go to the kitchen.

-Want a glass of water, anything?
-Um… water.

Okay.

Can you tell me
what you were doing at Guzmán's?

-Why were you hiding there?
-I… had a run-in with some guys.

Right, sure. Here.

-Clara was really worried.
-Clara? Who's Clara?

Don't worry, I know everything.
I spoke to her, we're all good here.

Everything? What…
What do you mean "everything"?

Everything means everything.
The whole story.

That's why I'm helping you,
and why you're here.

Sit down, please.

It's time to pay for what you did.
For what you did to Laura Cortez.

And that little girl.

You killed them and set them on fire.

Sandra. Where's Fausto?

He just got in,
went straight to the shower.

-Perfect. Take the day off.
-Okay, I'll get changed and go.

No, leave now.

-Are you okay, Letizia?
-I'm fine. Just go.

You all need to be more careful.

Someone else could connect
the dots just like I did.

I understand. I need to talk to Clara.
Can I use your phone?

Oh. Yeah, of course. Um… Here.

Love, is that you?

Hey. I didn't hear you.

What?

Why weren't you answering me?

No, no, I didn't hear you.

Oh. Everything okay?

What's all this blood?

Oh.

Oh. I had to put down
a horse that went lame.

I still feel a lump in my chest
because he was my favorite and…

I was really fond of him.
Raised him from a colt.

Mm-hmm.

But what can you do. That's life, right?

Poor horse.

Yeah.

-You have reached…
-I'm getting her voicemail.

I'm gonna call Fausto.

Are you okay? You seem off.

I'm fine.

Excuse me. Yes, who is this?

Saavedra, how are you?
Walter Flores here, Rosi's employee.

Why do you have my number?

The real question is who doesn't have
your number in this town, right?

What do you want? I'm busy.

Look, I've been trying to reach Letizia
and she's not answering.

Is she with you by any chance?

The dressmaker.
He wants to talk to you.

Walter.

Listen,
the fabrics you asked for just came in,

so if you want to swing by
and try them on…

-Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm heading over.
-We'll be waiting.

You going out?

Gonna try on the dress.

-It's getting closer.
-Mm-hmm.

How beautiful. You're leaving
without even giving me a kiss?

Yes. And what's even more interesting
is that she carved it herself.

-Look at that. You sure about that, Luis?
-Yes.

Excuse me, Doctor. Chief.
Any news from the autopsy?

What are you doing here?
You shouldn't even be here.

-Come on, Sosa. She was my mother-in-law.
-Do you have the report?

No! The daughter gets it first, not you.

What does that say there? "Bastard"?

Stay out of things that don't concern you.

It does concern me.

First, because I'm a cop, and second,
because the bastard was my friend.

What are you talking about? What bastard?

The bastard.
The only one this town ever had.

You don't know shit about life.

In this town, there are more
abandoned kids than sheep.

You know exactly what happened
to the bastard. We all do.

What happened to her,
and what happened to her mother.

So, if my mother-in-law has "bastard"
written on her arm, I want to know why.

When I find out, I'll let you know.

Oh, it's you. My heart was in my throat.
Come in, come in.

Look, if you're gonna use my house
as a hideout,

you need to come in through the back
by the stream,

otherwise someone will see you.

Did you find out
where they're keeping David?

Fausto's got him, I saw him.
We just need to figure out where.

No.

No. No, don't tell me that.
Tell me it's not true.

No. No…

LEGAL MEDICAL AUTOPSY

-Clara?
-What's up?

-Uh… Why do they call you "the bastard"?
-I don't know. What does that even mean?

-No, don't say that, Juan.
-But everyone calls her that.

-What does it mean, Mom?
-Nothing, honey.

Just nicknames people come up with.
Clara is a beautiful name.

And you, as her friend,
should call her that. Clara.

CORTÉZ, LAURA
CORTÉZ, CLARA

INQUIRY INTO CAUSE OF DEATH

DAVID ALMADA

-What's up?
-I came to Buenos Aires.

Why?

If we don't put an end to this,
we're next.

You're running away, you coward.

I'm not running. These guys were here.

I'm sure they had something to do
with Pino's disappearance.

Okay. Keep me posted.

-All right. Oh, one more thing.
-What?

María had "Bastard" written on her arm.
It's gotta be a message.

A message from who?

Either she wrote it herself…
or someone made her.

And other than Rosa,
is there any relative or friend

who might've wanted revenge?

We had the nun, but according to Marichu,
she's dead. Uh… but I've got another lead.

Who?

-Romero.
-Romero?

He said he knew her.
Said he was friends with the bastard.

So… we need to look into him.
I gotta go, I have a meeting.

It's done, huh?

We put him through the sausage grinder
and tossed him to the pigs in Montecito.

Why are you telling me this, Fernando?

Only the head was left,
but we burned it.

Do you think this is a game?

You're upset 'cause you had to kill
your favorite little boy, huh?

Don't say dumb shit, Fernando.

I'm upset because I opened the door
to a piece of crap

who's been screwing me over for years
and I didn't even notice. That's it.

Then you should be happier.

But no, you're crushed 'cause…

The guy played you this whole time,
and you never saw it coming.

Hey, watch your mouth, huh?

And me?
I've always been loyal to you,

and you treat me like garbage.

-What are you talking about?
-You wish he was the one still here.

That I was the one being fed
to the pigs, right?

What the hell are you saying, you idiot?
How could I want that?

You hate me.

I love you. You're my son.
You're my blood.

You hate me. Just admit it. Admit it.

No, Fernando, no. How could I hate you?
If I'm hard on you,

it's because I want you to learn.
I want you to be strong.

We're surrounded by vultures,
and you're still too soft.

I'm scared that if one day I'm gone,
they'll eat you alive, son.

I love you. I love you.

Come here. I love you.

I love you, Fernando.

Come here.

How was it?

-It doesn't matter.
-I need to know.

It was horrible.
They killed him worse than an animal.

I knew something was going to happen.

It was too perfect.

We were together the night before.

After months of nothing,
finally something beautiful had happened.

This is my fault, Mailén. Because I…

I dragged you into this.

-I don't want you guys to pay for it.
-No. No, of course not.

This isn't your fault. It's theirs.

I almost killed Fausto.

If you hadn't called, I swear
that son of a bitch would've had

-a bullet in the back of his head.
-No. No.

We have to be colder than ever.
Remember what Mom used to say.

"Emotions are like fire.
You have to know how to control them."

We need to buy some time to think.
I don't know, make up a trip or something.

We can't leave now.
If we run, they win.

We need to regroup and push back. Walter.

I know you're listening.

What you're about to hear
will make you an accomplice.

So if you don't want to be, don't listen.

What kind of crime?

Look, I already told you,

I'm not getting my hands dirty.
And if your plan involves Rosi,

I'm asking you again, please rethink it.

The rest… I don't care.

Are you sure we can trust him?

Yes. He's one of us.

Sorry for the delay. How can I help you?

Osvaldo Sosa.
Police chief of Villa Los Cóndores,

where your boss is from.

We just need to ask you a few questions
about the last day he was here.

Take a seat. I've already told
the commissioner everything I know.

My colleague has new leads.
Other matters that might be connected.

I'm here to help however I can.

Could we check the security cameras
from that day?

Yes.

What are we going to do?

I'll take care of Foster Taylor.

The old man? Poor thing.

That old man is anything but poor.
He may look old, senile…

But he was a son of a bitch.
His whole life.

Getting old, getting sick, or even dying
doesn't make you a better person.

-See you later.
-Wait… are you gonna kill him now?

You focus on the dress.
I'll text you later.

This is the day they came
to sign the contract with Pino.

Mm.

That's what I was saying. Sosa, see?

Someone moved the camera
as soon as they walked in.

This is the only image we've got.

We tried running it
through facial recognition, but no luck.

-That's Mailén Millán.
-You know her?

Yeah. She's a native from my town.

We're already looking for her
for other crimes.

Can we triangulate Millán's phone?
Track her movements that day?

If we have the number.

No. We've seen this already.
These are the stamps.

You were looking for something else.

What was I looking for?

-Feliciano's will.
-Ah, yes.

Yeah, no. I… I've got it stored safely.

Mmm.

When Feliciano decided to acknowledge her,
I suggested…

That he put her in the will,

but he didn't have time.

But I made him a promise,
that I would tell the truth.

Mm. And did you?

Tell me… When's the wedding?

What did you do with the will, Reynaldo?

I shouldn't have said anything, yeah,
I shouldn't have said anything.

Did you tell anyone about the will?

Yes.

That's why they had Laura
and Clara Cortez killed,

so they couldn't act on it.

-But Laura, you survived. You survived.
-Who did you tell?

She promised me, I swear she did…

She? Who's "she"? Your wife? Marichu?

-If I could've done something, I would've.
-You had one job.

To keep the promise you made to my father.

You once told me
your mission was for life,

and that your pen was meant
to defend honor and truth.

You failed at everything.

You betrayed us. That's why I'm here.

To carry out my father's final will.

The one you helped bury.

Have a nice trip.

All right…

It checks out.

The report shows
that this Mailén person's phone…

Was in this area
when the camera caught her.

Then she moved over here.

-What's over there?
-Warehouses, factories,

pretty deserted area. Uh… Mateo, please.

-Yes.
-What's in… that area?

I don't know… there's…
Verno Kozer's workshop is around there.

Who's that?

The artist who makes the sculptures
we use in our buildings.

And where exactly is it?

Are you done crying?

Can you tell me where my deeds are now?

I'm sorry, Fausto. I looked everywhere.
I couldn't find anything.

Not even the deeds to this house.

Don't waste my time.

And don't take me for an idiot.
I wasn't born yesterday.

I swear I have no idea
what my parents were up to. I never knew.

-Really.
-Listen, you little freeloader,

if you think you can take me on,
you're dead wrong.

You Pedraza people always tried
to shit higher than your ass could reach,

but you're not gonna screw me over.
Got it?

You hear me? I've got no time or patience.

And if those deeds don't show up,
you're going to join your folks.

Clear enough?

Saavedra! Saavedra!
Get… Get away! Get away!

What the fuck are you doing?
What the fuck is wrong with you?

Move over here.

-I said, move over here.
-Don't touch me, you asshole.

Don't you ever lay a hand on her again.
Do you hear me?

I want my deeds today. Got it?

That's the thing about getting rich
off other people's money.

You can't prove a thing.
That's the risk in your line of work.

And the risk in yours
is ending up in a ditch.

You'd have to kill me first.

Then be careful. Today.

What happened?

Are you okay, Mili? Come here,
come here, come here, come here.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Mm. And did you notice
anything unusual that day?

Uh, no. I left the piece to set
like I always do…

-Mm-hmm.
-…and went home.

The next day,
the construction company came,

picked up the sculpture,
and took it to the site.

And you didn't notice
anything strange?

-No, honestly, I didn't.
-And there are no cameras inside?

In here? What for?
It's just metal and cement.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome. A pleasure, Sosa.

Oh…

-And that camera?
-That one belongs to the city.

INCOMING CALL UNKNOWN NUMBER
OUTGOING CALL

Who is it?

FAUSTO

Hi, Fausto.

Well, look who finally showed up.
Did you enjoy how we butchered David?

Mm? Hope you liked the show,
'cause you're next. We're all over you.

Your time's almost up.

And you have no idea how much I'm gonna
enjoy killing you, you piece of shit.

Maybe my time's almost up.

But you? You've got nothing left.

No time and nothing you care about.

What the fuck do you know
about what I care about,

you piece of shit?

Your accounts. I wiped them.

Pocket change.

Pocket change?

I'm not talking
about the ones in Seychelles.

Did you check your US accounts?

Or those bearer shares you kept at home?
Well, used to keep.

It wasn't pocket change.
But still, yeah,

because I know what really matters
to you is the properties.

Especially Montecito. Beautiful Montecito.

I wanted to thank you. Because now
it's part of my investment group.

That chuckle.
Guess you don't believe me.

Take a look at what I'm about to send you.

NOTARIAL ADMINISTRATION

Honestly, the notary's senile.

Shouldn't even be practicing.
But in this case, he came in handy.

Really useful.

But you've got nothing left.
The Route 40 estates, the vineyards,

all the properties in the Pedraza name.

Even your own house.
Well, "your" house. You stole that too.

That's impossible.

Nope.
Turns out it was very possible.

The Pedrazas gave us the original deeds.

Since they were your front men,
everything was in their names.

We forced them to sign.

Didn't take much to confuse the notary
and get him to sign too.

And if you don't believe me,

call the land registry
and see for yourself.

You've got nothing, Saavedra.

After everything you did to steal it all,
now you've got nothing.

Nothing.

Motherfucker.

They sent me an access link.
Let's see.

-Fast forward.
-There, there. Hold it.

Pause there. That's the native woman.

-We've seen her already.
-Yeah.

And the other one?

It's like… Pino has no will of his own.

-Reynaldo!
-Fausto, what's going on?

-Reynaldo.
-What's going on, Fausto?

-Did you sign this deed?
-No, what deed?

Did you request an urgent filing
at the land registry?

I called, and they said
you submitted several applications.

What the fuck did you do, you bastard?

-No! Stop!
-I'm gonna kill you!

Stop it! Stop it! He didn't do anything!

They transferred all the properties
in the Pedraza name.

What the fuck did you do,
you son of a bitch?

I'm gonna kill you!
I swear I'm gonna kill you!

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Traitor! Piece of shit!
I'm gonna kill you! You fucking bastard!

-What did you do to me?
-Fausto!

What did you do to me?

Wait. Pino didn't come out.

You think they killed him inside?

-Take that, you old bastard!
-You're really gonna kill him! Stop!

No, no! Why?

-Pause it.
-Yes.

Subtitles by Bert Van Oosterwijck