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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

ALBERTO VELA MURDERED

I need you to tell me
who Alberto Vela was.

Was he my mother's lover?

Anita…

I swore to your father
I'd never speak to anyone about this.

I know, Fermín, but this was years ago.

My dad is dead, and it's impossible
for me to talk to my mom…

and I need to get to the bottom of this…

to have some peace of mind.

Alberto Vela and your mother
knew each other from a young age.

They used to date.

But he then left her
to marry another woman out of convenience,

and your mother
decided to marry Fausto out of spite.

Then, she and Alberto…

continued secretly
seeing each other for many years,

until Alberto's wife finally found out,

and out of the blue,
they vanished from Tequila.

Did my dad ever find out?

Yes, years later.

Alberto demanded DNA testing
for you and your siblings.

What?

He thought he fathered one of us?

Fausto adamantly refused.

They got into an argument…

and you know what happened next.

Cecilia helped him cover up the crime.

But Fausto had always been
madly in love with her.

And the fact is, she stood by him.

I always judged my dad…

too harshly.

I was too hard on him.

And now that you know the truth,

in honor of your father's memory,

let's put this matter to rest.

Gon?

Itzel!

We found two explosive devices.

One in each room, Mr. Carranza.

Despite the clock, they weren't live.
Any idea who could've done this?

Do I look like a Taliban to you?

I have no idea who did this.

Your children say
they're equally in the dark.

My children have no enemies.
They're good people, good citizens.

We also…

found this.

I'm sure the same piece of shit
who set the bombs left it behind.

My family is the target
of a great deal of envy.

And success is condemned in this country.

That's what I figured, Mr. Carranza.

Well, your discretion will be appreciated.

My pleasure.

Excuse me.

Can we go back up, or what?

No.

And to be safe,
you should stay with me for a few days.

I'd rather stay at a hotel.

My place is safer than a hotel.

I'll take my chances.

Do you know who did this, Dad?

-No, I have no idea.
-Really?

What about the people
you've fucked over lately?

Watch your tone.

Instead of judging me,

tell me, what this was doing up there?

Because the cop found this in your room.

She was supposed to do better
with you, wasn't she?

And look.

You can't blame Gonzalo
for Lourdes's poor choices.

-She's not a kid anymore. She's 24.
-You're right.

She's 24, and Gonzalo is 27.

He's old enough to stand up for himself,
he doesn't need you to do it for him,

and this is a family matter.

-Excuse us.
-Itzel is my family.

No.

You have no idea what family is.

This is a family.

Why don't you leave already?

Why don't you swallow your fucking pride
and let me help her?

Would you stop talking about me
as if I wasn't here? Damn it!

You're treating some coke
as if it was the end of the world

when we just found
two fucking bombs on our beds?

You know perfectly well
this has nothing to do with us.

You say we should go with you to be safe,

but you brought this on us.

You're the reason we're not safe.

Look at the state you're in.

You're taking way more than a gram--

Go fuck yourself.

I want two bodyguards
on them day and night!

Follow them to the bathroom!
I don't give a shit!

No, Aunt.

You had no right
to try and force my dad out of Monarca.

Uncle Fausto would've never
let you betray his brother like that.

Don't talk to me about Fausto.

You didn't know him.

Then don't speak about my dad
as if he was a monster.

-You don't know who your dad was.
-Enlighten me, Aunt.

Neither Monarca, nor Fausto,
nor the family,

mattered to your father.

Neither did you or your mother.

The only thing that mattered to him
was making shady, corrupt deals.

Thanks to those shady deals,
you and your family have all this.

I'm glad he was killed.

Too bad they only shot him twice.

What did you say?

Aunt!

What did you just say?

Can you spare a minute?

-Come on in.
-Great news.

I just got Herederos Tequila
into every Walmart in the US.

You certainly move fast.

When I set my mind on something,
I don't rest until I get it.

What do you think of Ximena?

-Sorry?
-My wife. Is she good at it?

At her job, I mean.

You don't expect me
to speak ill of your wife, do you?

Well, you see…

considering your position,

I wonder if there's
anything you don't like.

Well, in that case…

Ximena isn't qualified

nor does she have any experience.

However, she does possess
extraordinary intuition

and has a great gift for public relations.

Anything else?

No, that's all.

Well,

and that Ximena…

can count on me for whatever she needs.

You do know my mom will kick you out
if she sees you in those rags, right?

Am I raggedy?

-Aren't you?
-I don't know. That's why I ask.

Is your wife up yet?

-Yes, she's in the garden.
-Goodness gracious!

If Mrs. Cecilia sees you this way,
she'll kill you.

You've seen me in worse.

I'll go shower.

Thanks for telling me
about last night, Licha.

We'll have to be very careful with my mom.

And she definitely can't be left alone
with Sofía.

I'll do my best, child.

-Hey, Licha.
-Yes.

Were you with my mom
the day they murdered my uncle?

No.

She went out that day.

Do you know where she went?

She never tells me where she's going,

but when she came back,
I asked if she wanted dinner.

She just went straight to her room
and locked herself up.

She did seem strange, though.

Licha told me what happened last night.

My mom hasn't been herself
since my dad died.

She's angry at everyone. She yells.

-She spews nonsense.
-I wouldn't call it nonsense.

She knew exactly
how many gunshots struck my dad.

She must've read it somewhere.

That information wasn't made public,
Ana María.

She spoke about him with such hatred.

You can't take it personal, Sofía.
She's not well.

I've heard her have full conversations
with my dad, just imagine.

It must be hard on you, huh?

Much harder on her.

I'm flying to the hacienda
to settle some things. Want to come?

I wouldn't want to leave
your mom all alone.

I know what's best for her,
and she needs some time alone.

And a trip would do you good.

I'll handle it.

-I can help.
-Don't.

What are you doing, Mom?

Honey, I'm glad you're here,

I'm trying to pack everything,
but it doesn't fit.

What are you packing? You cut yourself!

My dad must be angry.

He doesn't like me being out past six.

-He's waiting for me in the sunroom!
-Mom, you're bleeding!

My dad is dead, isn't he?

If there comes a day…

when I can't recognize my own children

or remember my name,

I ask you to please…

help me die.

-Promise me.
-No.

Promise me.

I don't want the last of my days to be
in some hospice surrounded by strangers.

No, that won't happen.

I promise.

Fausto always said to me,

"I want you to die before I do,
so you're never alone."

And he was right.

Old age…

along with loneliness

are too heavy a burden.

Thanks.

Every year, the Monarca Foundation
chooses ten students

to provide them with college scholarships.

Your first job as a volunteer

will be helping us screen the candidates.

You'll have to check
the applications one by one

and discard
those who fail to meet the criteria.

Guess who's here.

A doctor?

No.

An astronaut.

No.

A cowboy?

Hey, Mom!

Hi, Nicolás.

-How was your flight?
-Great.

The airplane moved a lot,
but I wasn't scared.

-I drew this for you.
-Thanks.

-He's too brave to be scared.
-So brave.

I was telling Nico it would be great
if we went to his cousins' hacienda.

I don't think it's a place for Nicolás.

We talked about this.

I want to see the horses.

Yes, honey, but I don't think
you can ride the horses there.

Why don't we stay here
and hang out with Nati?

I think we should
all be together at the Jalisco hacienda.

Why don't we let Nicolás decide?

We could go to the ranch.

But remember, there are lots
of insects there and spiders that bite.

You'll complain about the itching.

Or we could stay here
and go to the park with Nati.

I want to see the horses.

Okay, we'll go see the horses, then.

There are many good candidates.
I don't think it's fair to dismiss them

because they don't have
a letter of recommendation.

Yes, of course. This is your foundation.

-But do you agree?
-Yes.

-I feel you say yes to everything I--
-Hi.

Camila Carranza?

Camila Ross.

Look at that.

People would kill for your last name,
and here you are, denying it.

I'm Santiago Luna,
chairman of the foundation.

Nice to meet you.

Am I interrupting something?

Camila disagrees with the way
we screen the candidates.

I was just making a suggestion.

I'm usually quite open
to suggestions, Camila,

but in this case, we have two weeks
to make the announcement.

So, any change to the process
would inevitably delay us.

But tell me your ideas,
and if they make sense,

we can implement
those changes next year. Agreed?

Thanks for volunteering.

It is more than obvious
that the public policies

developed by the president
and approved by the Congress

don't take into account the needs

of our nation's vulnerable population.

This country can't take another six years
of corruption and impunity.

As Secretary of Economy, Mr. Laborde

implemented Proposition 187,

-one of the worst propositions--
-It's the 189th.

The… what?

-It's the 189th.
-One-hundred and eighty-nine.

-Jose, can we take five?
-I'll give you three.

We still have a lot to rehearse

-before the debate.
-Right, three, I promise.

-Hello.
-I just checked the polls.

-We're making progress.
-Yeah, I'm happy.

But I can't get complacent.
This debate is crucial.

Remember what I told you
about the Truck Drivers' Union?

-Don't tell me we lost them.
-On the contrary.

For the first time in history, they want
to support an independent candidate.

They're ready to make it official.
You can announce it at the debate.

With this information,
we'll crush her at the debate.

You outdid yourself, Joaquín.

She's so stingy.

Her assistant was easy to bribe,
considering what she pays her.

Do you have a minute?

Palafox?

That's too much to handle, Joaquín.

I know.

But if you were to capture him,
it would have a major impact.

You'd be considered a hero.

The president would take all the credit.

I'm the Secretary of Economy.
What's in it for me?

A victory for the party.

An alliance
between the outgoing president

and the candidate stepping in.

Just make sure the president announces
they were able to find him

by tracing his accounts,
thanks to the Secretary of Economy.

There's your gold medal.

Why your sudden interest
in the war against drugs?

Did one of your deals go sour?

He threatened to kill my children.

Regardless, I don't think
I'll be able to help you.

The decision needs to come from the top.

The president needs this.
He'd step down with a bang.

It's too risky, Joaquín. If anything
went wrong, where would that leave me?

Good afternoon.

-How are you?
-Fine, ma'am.

All right, let's go.

We haven't been to Vallarta in years.
And we're working together now, babe.

-Cheers to that.
-Cheers.

I have meetings all day,
but we can go sailing tomorrow.

Great! Yeah!

Let's do it!

Look, the man we were waiting for
is finally here.

Who?

Hi there.

Ximena, a pleasure to see you, as always.

-Everything okay, babe?
-Yes.

-This will be exciting. Cheers.
-Cheers.

Let's go, Captain!

HEY! ANSWER ME!

LONG TIME NO SEE, BROS!

IT'S BEEN TOUGH… I REALLY MISS YOU.

WHY WON'T YOU ANSWER ME?

Good morning. Is this a bad time?

I'm Pastor Luis.

-Pablo.
-Nice to meet you.

Same here.

I'm sorry, sir,
but religion isn't really my thing.

We're off on the wrong foot.
Just call me Luis.

Listen, I speak
at the auditorium every week,

and I'd like to invite you
to come next Wednesday.

What?

-Too lame, huh?
-Actually, yeah.

I know right now
you feel alone and trapped,

but I can promise you this…

after listening to me, you'll feel better.

Thanks, but I don't think so.

I'll save you a seat.

All good?

-All great, thanks.
-Cool.

Let's see…

More saffron?

No, it's delicious.

I'm pregnant.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

We're having a baby.

Aren't you happy?

I don't know.

Do you think we should keep it?

What are you doing?

-Gonzalo, come here.
-Hold on.

What are you doing?

Gonzalo.

What?

Will you marry me?

Yes.

This is just temporary.

I promise I'll get you a damn fancy one.

What's up?

Nothing.

Okay…

You're going to be an aunt.

Weren't you on birth control?

What a stupid mistake.

Excuse me, I'll see you down there.

Hey.

Why did you bring him?

He's Monarca's new CFO.
I need him at the meetings.

Yes, but we don't know him.

We have to be careful.

He's an employee, Ximena.
He's here to work.

-What's wrong?
-Nothing.

-You're acting strange.
-No, I'm fine.

-We'll have a blast.
-Yes.

Yes. Come on.

MONARCA RECOGNIZES ALBERTO VELA'S LABOR

Mom! Come on, it's about to begin!

I'm deeply honored

to announce here today, in this space,

that the National Truck Drivers' Union

has endorsed my candidacy.

Congratulations, candidate.

It's always great to have the support

of a social movement
that fights for workers' rights,

such as a union.

It's such a shame
that in this specific case,

their leader has been connected
to cases of fraud and corruption.

-Mr. Treviño has a spotless record--
-Except for--

Except for his bank accounts
in Switzerland,

which the authorities have discovered
after thorough investigation,

that cast him under a shameful light
merely a few days ago.

-Is that true?
-No.

It's a strange coincidence,
that on the day of the debate,

they somehow discovered
these alleged accounts.

Mexicans can be sure
that if these accusations are true,

my campaign will reject any kind
of support coming from this union.

Because unlike Mr. Laborde,

I've spent my whole life in public service

fighting against corruption
at every level.

Forgive me, candidate.

-So far, there's no proof that--
-Please, let me finish.

I took five bullets

for refusing to play the game
with the corrupt and powerful.

How many bullets have you taken,
Mr. Laborde? Please, tell us.

Jorge.

That fucking bitch
has more lives than a cat.

We need to hit her harder.

Tomorrow, you'll get a call
from Mateo Garrido from the DEA.

Let's go for Palafox.

Okay.

He agreed.

Why the long face?

If they capture Palafox,
and he decides to talk,

you could be implicated
in Pilar's murder attempt.

I have no choice.

You have to talk to Laborde.

You have to make sure
Palafox isn't captured alive.

He won't go for it.

They love parading
their trophies all over the media.

Well, then…

you'll have to take care of it yourself.

Next week, we'll start
sowing new agave fields.

Wouldn't it be better to buy
mature agave than sow it?

I mean, it takes long to grow.
We'll lose money.

It's more expensive in the long run.

How are your jimadores making ends meet?

You're the first person
to ask about them.

-They're desperate to go back to work.
-I can imagine.

You take after your father.
He always cared about his workers.

Hey, shall we go back?

Nicolás must be getting impatient.

Hey, cousin,
I'd like to visit your father's grave.

-Can I take him some flowers?
-Sure.

I'll get someone to take you there.

Find a way to strip them of their fortune,

which was built on lies.

The most important one
being the one that covers up

my brother Fausto's death.

There lies the key to everything.

I'm sorry, okay?

Gon…

I know you wanted me
to congratulate you for the pregnancy,

but it's not in me to be two-faced,
especially not with you.

Well, frankly…

it really bothers me that,
being my only sister,

you can't even try
to get to know Itzel better.

It's clear to me
what kind of person she is.

Can't you see she got pregnant
to tie you down?

Listen, Lou…

The one who refused to use a condom…
was me.

Itzel didn't want any children.

That's a tactic too, dude.

She could've taken precautions.
You're falling for her trap.

I wouldn't be surprised if she hexed you.

Come on, Lou.

Give me a break. Seriously?

Stop worrying about me
and start worrying about yourself.

Here it comes, the lecture

about how I'm hurting myself, so lame.

You have to go back to your meetings.

-You need help--
-Okay, you know what?

I'll keep my mouth shut.

From now on, I stay out of your business,

and you stay out of mine.
Every man for himself.

Lourdes, you have my support,

but if you won't help yourself,
my hands are tied.

I will tell you this, though…

My child…

I won't raise it around a fucking addict.

-How do you feel, Nico?
-Good.

Very good.

You have to trust him.

-Yes.
-Nicolás!

-Get down! Get him down right now!
-Hey!

Relax, Sofía. It's all good.

The horse is very tame. He's safe.

-What gives you the right?
-I'm the one responsible here.

-I decided he could ride.
-Will you help him down?

Let's go, Nicolás.
You're getting too much sun.

Nicolás.

Go with your mom, Nico.

-Go.
-I'll see you later.

Hey…

I didn't mean to scare you.

-Will you forgive me?
-Yes.

I'm sorry, Sofía.

I know what's best for my son.

Please, respect that.

I'm sorry. She's not always like this.
She's going through a hard time.

You don't owe me an explanation.

Thanks.

HUSBAND AND EXEMPLARY FATHER,
BUSINESS LEGEND

AND THE PRIDE OF JALISCO TEQUILA

Ignacio.

You can't sleep either?

I can't imagine how much you miss him.
He was your idol.

Let's say I loved him very much.

And you?

I'm going through a rough patch
with Sofía.

Do you love her?

We have Nico to think about.

I've been there.

So, what do you think?

Should we sacrifice our happiness
for the sake of our children?

Right now, I'm the worst person
to answer that.

My husband screwed me over.

My mom is losing her mind,
and all of a sudden…

I feel lost.

So, what should we do?

Pretend nothing's going on?

It's for the better.

All right.

I'll try.

But I can make no promises.

Hi, darling.

How are you?

Can you come tomorrow?

Your dad and I
had to go on a business trip,

here in Vallarta, but…

Did something bad happen?

No, I just miss you a lot.

And we miss you, sweetie.

I promise I'll go visit you
as soon as we get back.

It's nice you're traveling together.

Yes.

Your dad and I feel closer than ever.

Honey…

can we talk about last night?

Sure.

How do you feel?

Well…

I enjoyed it. I won't deny it.

But…

this didn't just happen.

You planned it.

I was hoping, but I didn't plan it.

The three of us chose to do it.

-No one forced anyone.
-No.

I want us to experiment,
to try things together.

When did we last feel…?

Yeah.

All I really want is…

to be part of every aspect of your life,
as I used to be.

And for us to make decisions…

together.

Have you made decisions without my input?

No.

Have you?

No.

Let's keep it that way,

and everything will be all right.

I know being here
is like being in a circus cage.

Many people watching, barking orders,

telling you when to eat,
when to sleep.

When to go out into the sun.

Pay attention.

I know this because I was here…

going through
exactly what you're going through.

You should know there's no bigger prison

than the one we carry inside.

Evil,

greed,

injustice.

Deceit.

We don't get stronger
doing what we know how to do,

but facing what we once thought
was impossible.

Even if God places challenges before us,

we are never alone.

Because He also…

gave us the tools we need
to overcome them.

Your cellphone.

We'll put a bug on it,
to hear your conversations

and know what you're up to.

How often do you talk to him?

Not very often.

He's waiting for a reply.
He'll be calling anytime now.

All right, we need your signature.

Lou…

Gonzalo, my children.

If you're watching this,

it's because things
didn't work out as I thought.

What is this?

Written proof that you volunteered
to take part in this operation,

and you weren't coerced
or forced to do it.

But this is in case I…

I die?

In case you don't survive
this operation, yes.

By now, the press must be making up
all kinds of stories about me

and trying to drag
our name through the mud.

I'm sorry you have to go through all this.

I'm aware I've made bad choices
over the course of my life,

but I want
and need you to know that I never,

ever meant to hurt you.

I was always trying to protect you,
as your mother did…

before she…

Is it clear that neither my family,
nor my siblings, nor Monarca,

are involved with this?

Yes, just as we agreed.

What about my kids?

If he escapes, your children will go into
the US Witness Protection Program.

They'll be safe.

After your mom was gone,

I should've been there for you
and with you, but…

my eyes couldn't see beyond my pain…

or my own depression.

And then, my pride

and…

my need to control everything.

All I got from that
was to build a wall between us.

But I tried.

I may have failed…

but…

I tried.

I tried everything.

But I want you to know…

that there's something I'm proud of…

and it's bringing you into this world.

You're the best thing
that could've ever happened to me.

And I take comfort

in knowing I leave behind,
on this earth…

the very best of me.

My children.

Lou…

and Gonzalo.

I love you.

I love you.

Hello?

Did your children like their presents?

I hope you're in a better mood.

I am.

Good, I like hearing that.

New work opportunities have come up.

I'm all ears.

No.

I'd rather talk in person. Can we meet?

Okay.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed are thou among women,

and blessed is
the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

-Excuse me, Licha.
-Hail Mary…

-But, ma'am…
-Get out of my way. I'm going in.

-You can't come in.
-Why not?

-You need permission.
-From whom?

-What is it?
-I'm here to see my aunt.

Sorry, Aunt,
I didn't mean to wake you, but…

Licha says I can't come in

because my cousin said
no one could or something.

Those are the instructions
Mrs. Ana María gave me.

Mrs. Ana María is in no place
to give you instructions.

I'm the one paying you.

So, please, get back to work.

-Yes, ma'am.
-Come in.

-Thanks, Aunt, sorry--
-Weren't you at the hacienda?

Yes…

We just got back.

I just wanted to see
how you were doing and tell you something.

Yes, of course.

Aunt, I'm not sure how to tell you this…

but back at the hacienda,

I had a dream about Uncle Fausto.

No…

He asked me to give you a message.

Is that okay?

Yes, of course.

Sit down, Auntie.

Tell me.

It really moved me. It felt so real.

He was standing right in front of me

and told me he wasn't at rest

and that only you could help him.

But, how?

I don't know. He said…

you had to do the right thing.
Only then he'd forgive you.

Forgive me?

Oh, Fausto…

-Please, my pills.
-Where are they, Auntie?

-There.
-Here?

Auntie.

-You must've taken them. It's empty.
-Did I?

Unburden yourself.

But how? How?

Can I help you?

How? What am I supposed to do?

Tell the truth.

What truth?

Tell me, Mrs. Carranza.
How can we help you?

I'm here to report the murder
of my brother-in-law, Agustín Carranza.

The truth.

Do you have any leads on the murderer?

I killed him.