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Álex?
Álex?
Álex.
What did you do?
I didn't do anything. I…
I found Sara's notebook.
It had a map inside.
I started digging.
There's a corpse buried in my yard.
Do you know what that means?
I won't go…
I won't go back to jail.
Look.
You need a good lawyer, all right?
A good one.
Please, I'm an ex-con, Elisa.
This can't be happening.
Lorenzo?
Who…?
Elisa, what's wrong?
We were taking a break.
Álex needs your help.
I came as fast as I could. You okay?
You took too long.
-What happened? -Don't talk to anybody.
Don't answer any questions.
Thanks.
Thanks.
Good evening.
-Is that a corpse? -Yeah.
Lorenzo Rossi, Alejandro Guzmán's lawyer.
What happened?
Apparently, Sara was more dangerous than we thought.
Watch the perimeter.
Alejandro, a pleasure.
Lorenzo Rossi, your lawyer.
As we speak, my partner is drafting a motion.
We'll present it today.
And we'll keep you out of a cell tonight.
I don't know how this happened.
I don't know why someone…
I don't know who's buried there.
Don't say another word. Not here.
I'll take care of it. Got it?
Relax, I'm here to make sure your rights are respected.
As long as they can't prove you're guilty,
they cannot imprison you.
Sure they can.
They'll say I didn't just kill my sister 18 years ago,
but I also killed…
Not the place.
Leave it to me. I'll handle it.
It's clear that corpse has been there longer than you've been out.
Relax.
It's time.
Considering your criminal record and the motion submitted by your lawyer,
the court decrees a six-month investigation
to discover the facts.
During this time,
I decree a cautionary measure of a weekly appointment,
a permanence order, and strict police surveillance
on Alejandro Guzmán.
I'm not going back to jail.
I have to find out who killed Sara.
And who was buried in my yard.
And I've only got six months.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
He's driving.
-No way. -Dude, stay out of it, all right?
-Let's see. -Here I go.
Five, four, three, two, one.
There.
Wait, I didn't record it.
-Nicandro! -Careful.
Put that camera away.
Put it away, now!
Do you know what happiness is?
Dopamine.
What's up?
Anything nice you do
turns into dopamine in your brain.
That's it. We'll catch up later.
I don't know.
What's up?
If you fuck your girlfriend, dopamine.
You get an A on your exams…
dopamine.
So why the hell study for an exam
if you can get dopamine here?
For real! This is much easier.
This is pure happiness.
-Thanks. -Álex, pass me the vodka, please.
The burgers'll be done in 15.
Chema, did you see what they brought?
Elroy.
Vodka. Come on.
-No! -Open up!
What's your problem?
Nicandro.
We gotta talk.
May your merciful heart take pity on our brother Elroy.
Open the doors of heaven for him.
And comfort us…
with words of faith…
until the day we all meet Christ…
and remain with him.
In the name of Christ, our Lord, amen.
MEDICAL ORDER ELROY SILVA
I know you like my three children.
That's why I know you like beautiful things, like me.
We've always been so close.
That's why it's hard letting you go.
-Letting me go? -Yeah.
It's time to say goodbye.
For your sake.
And mine.
Come on, Chema.
Don't make that face. Think…
your friend Álex won't go to jail now.
It's not about that, Clara.
I never thought my last name would keep me from Lorenzo.
Of course.
Your damn family is crazy.
But Chema, you're not your last name.
You're different from the Lazcanos.
You're the only one…
and you're special.
Chema,
you always rocked my world.
Remember when you were bisexual, and we had sex in your garage?
Clara, we were kids,
and also I'm not bisexual.
-We were experimenting. -Of course, Chema.
But I swear I didn't know I had all these feelings inside.
And after I met Lorenzo…
It's just…
You both drive me crazy.
I swear I never felt this before.
I swear.
Help me destroy
the piece of shit that ruined our lives.
You've got the balls.
I've got the means.
When and where?
Today, César and I will check out
an amusement park we bought.
No guns. Nobody else.
Álex.
If you seek revenge, dig two graves.
I wouldn't want to see you end up in one.
I'll always be thankful for what you did to save my family.
Even without sharing our last name,
you helped me save my family.
Because that's what a mother does, right?
Save her family, even from themselves.
That's why…
that lawyer Ortega had to die.
If we hadn't stopped him,
he would've met Álex, and who knows how that would end.
And when I asked you to punish Rodolfo,
you didn't hesitate to obey.
You accusing your own family?
It's the only possibility.
There weren't many of us.
If we hadn't stopped him,
he would've caused a lot of harm.
Driven by Álex Guzmán's hatred.
Open the door!
But you failed when it mattered most.
It was you
who should've killed Sara.
Not one of my children.
Álex was right?
There was a monster in my family?
No.
You were the monster.
Always were.
How fortunate you are, Elroy.
God will take you into his embrace.
Now no one can tell the truth.
Now you'll never tell the truth.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Give us this day our daily bread.
MEDICAL CENTER SANTA FE
-What are you doing here? -Visiting Elroy. How is he?
Have you decided what to do with Sofía's child?
Will you take a DNA test or what?
First Sara's child, and now this.
Anyway, I'm not cut out to be a dad.
-You never really knew Sara. -And you did?
You've got some nerve.
Dad lies straight to my face every fucking day,
you can't even tell, and now you're saying
you actually knew Sara?
Stop lying!
I saw her kissing Nicandro once.
But poor Sara can't deny it now.
I shouldn't have told you, honey, sorry.
Fuck off.
How will you do it, son?
I've got it all planned.
I know where the meeting has to go down.
I'll make them think they screwed me again.
And I'll detonate a bomb from inside.
Talk to me.
I've got news.
The remains belong to a man between 40 and 45 years of age.
A man? Do you know who he was?
No. We gave the report to the police.
I have to find out who he is before those fuckers,
or I'm going to jail.
I'll transfer your money.
-Perfect. -Thanks.
-No way! -You wanted it, right?
-You remembered? -Happy birthday, darling.
I want to be alone, Clara.
You're not okay, Chema.
How could I be?
Lorenzo left me. Do you even know how I feel?
-Go. -No.
No way. I'm not leaving you.
People do stupid things when they're sad and alone.
I'm not gonna let you do it, especially since I'm pregnant.
Come on. What would I do without you?
How could I raise this child alone?
I don't know.
You'll have Lorenzo.
Lorenzo left us.
He didn't care about the child.
Chema.
We're alone in this.
We must care for each other.
Protect each other.
It's just you and me.
And you've done so much for me.
Let me take care of you.
Surprise, asshole!
I know you're here.
What did you expect? That my partner would betray me?
You're not getting out of here.
Shooting it is pointless, asshole.
Everything the drone's recording is going straight to the cloud.
And that same recording
is being broadcast in real-time.
So you've got one minute to put those guns down
and tell me the truth.
Let's negotiate.
Dad?
That was a grave mistake, asshole.
Álex.
He's trying to manipulate us.
-Son of a fucking bitch! -Come on, bitch.
Come on!
Elisa!
Can you tell me what the hell you're doing here?
Can you tell me why the fuck my dad has a gun?
Where's Cesar?
He ran over there.
Come on! Get out of here!
For fuck's sake.
So, you're leaving for a month?
Yeah, baby.
I'll spend all of June abroad with Nicandro.
We can't miss the championship.
All of June?
I'll miss you a lot.
I'll miss you too.
But when I come back,
I'm gonna eat you whole. Yeah, come here.
GESTATIONAL AGE: 6 WEEKS, 2 DAYS JULY 23
All of June?
You're the asshole.
I saved your sister's life.
Álex!
-Elisa! -Álex!
Elisa!
-Why the fuck are you here? -Elisa!
-Run! -You have to stop this!
-Are you okay? -I'm good.
-Let's get out of here. -Come on.
-Álex, listen to me. -Let's go.
-You gotta run. -I won't leave you.
If my dad sees you, he'll kill you.
-I won't leave you. -You have to.
-Let's go. -I'm all right, Álex.
-Honey! -César.
Go!
Honey!
-Elisa! -César.
Son of a bitch! Fuck!
I'll have to kill you.
Like you killed Sara, asshole.
I saved your sister's life.
There's a couple of things I could tell you about your sister.
Relax, honey.
Relax.
Contact Dr. Cohen, the family doctor.
I'll speak to the director.
-That's my daughter. -You can't go in.
Excuse me, you can't park there.
We're here for César Lazcano.
Excuse me.
Hello, how can I help you?
We're from the Ministry of Finance, for César Lazcano.
EMERGENCIES
And Elisa?
How is Elisa?
They're examining her. She's got burns and is in pain.
-Burns? Why? What happened? -Nothing. I'm fine.
-Dad, what happened to you? -Stop asking questions.
Does Rodolfo know his sister is in the hospital?
He didn't pick up. I left a message, but…
Watch over your mother.
-What's happening? -Ma'am, Elisa Lazcano?
-In room 104. -Thanks.
-Welcome. -104?
-Are you going? -I'll check in.
Why won't you pick up?
You assured me the plan was perfect. Why was my daugther there?
I don't know how Elisa found out.
-I don't know how she got in. -If something happened to her…
Álex wasn't bluffing.
The Ministry's in the casino.
They're looking for César.
Hi.
César isn't here right now. How can I help you?
You can't.
-We'll wait. -They're auditing us.
The fake declarations.
They know about the tax shelters. It's serious.
Álex Guzmán published all our private information.
-Solve it. -All right.
How?
There's no one in the casino who can solve this mess.
Elroy is dead.
Yeah.
They told me a couple of hours ago.
You didn't know?
Hi.
I heard you're going home tomorrow.
I'm glad it wasn't serious.
Now, rest. Sleep and get better.
I still don't know what happened, but…
I figure it was Álex's fault.
Were you there with him?
Did he want to hurt Dad? What…?
Is it all part of his revenge?
Elisa…
Fuck, please tell me Álex is okay.
Tell me Dad didn't kill him.
I don't know how, but we need to stop this.
Before our family goes to hell, or we all end up dead.
I'm not stepping one foot in the casino. It's too risky.
My daughter is in the hospital. You should go.
Álex and Elisa are working together. Don't you fucking get it?
Security sent me the tapes from your office cameras.
Yeah, I know.
Your daughter has been working with that fucker all this time.
Explains a lot, doesn't it?
And remember that Álex Guzmán mentioned Flor Sánchez to me.
Right now, it's very likely that both of them
already know what goes on in the basement.
That woman was a long time ago. Outside the statute of limitations.
There have been others.
What?
What do you mean?
I didn't mean to.
Sometimes I lose control, and I go too far, like you.
It was a mistake.
You've killed other women?
That's not the point.
The point is we're fucked if we don't act soon.
-César isn't picking up. -Fine.
Let's proceed. Go into the office.
Look for papers, computers, everything.
Luis, search that computer.
Álex Guzmán could've tipped off the police.
I'm not risking my neck because of your daughter's fucking crush.
You're a fucking murderer.
I'm not your enemy.
I'm not Álex or Elisa.
Fucking murderer!
What's going on?
Be afraid, asshole.
I pity anyone that hurts my family.
Instead of wasting time here,
why not talk to your daughter
and ask where her lover is?
He disappeared after the explosion. They didn't find his body.
So your worst enemy,
besides yourself, could be anywhere.
And I wasn't the one who put him in jail.
It was you.
Félix, I need you to get Bruno out of Mexico as soon as possible.
My hands are tied.
Things went down with Rodolfo.
Call me back when you get this, please.
Things aren't going well, and Bruno needs you.
Mom, how's Elisa?
Sofia de Villaseñor?
-Who's asking? -Counselor Toledo. A pleasure.
I represent your husband. We need to talk about your divorce.
Why did you lie to me?
Why did you pretend Sara's child
was Nicandro's, if it wasn't true?
-I don't like your tone. -It wasn't Nicandro's.
And it wasn't mine. Why? Because we weren't in Mexico.
We were in a swimming tournament. Who are you…?
It's in the past. Let's not talk about it.
Who was the father?
I told you I don't care.
Who are you protecting?
I'll ask Elroy, then.
Elroy is dead.
You know why? Because of you.
Your bodyguard shot him.
If you'd helped your father in the casino,
Elroy'd still be alive.
Are you still on Dad's side? Really?
Have some self-respect.
He was fucking my wife, and you don't care?
You don't care, right?
The first thing is to request authorization
for a psychiatric evaluation of Sara's father.
Will I have to see him again?
Not if you don't want to.
I can take care of everything from my office.
What I do need is help
with any information about him and where he's committed.
Can you handle that?
I'm going out.
Sure.
I have to go.
But I came to hang out.
Sara.
I don't want Álex hearing you or Mom seeing me.
Where is she going?
That's what I want to know.
She's been acting crazy these past few days.
I'm sure she's planning to screw me over.
Do you still think everybody is out to get you?
I heard her telling someone she found a psychiatrist.
And I really don't think it's for Álex.
Sara, your mom loves you.
If you can't realize that, you're the crazy one.
What did you say?
LAS CRUCES PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL
I told you, she's committing me.
-Why don't we go in? -You're in on it too.
-I'm not crazy, Marifer. -No.
You're helping her. Fucking bitch.
-No. -You're not my friend.
Sara.
The patient's name is Abel.
Abel Martínez.
The waiting room is down the right.
Thanks.
RECEPTION
PSYCHIATRIC CLINICAL HISTORY
ABEL MARTÍNEZ OSORIO AGE: 41 YEARS
RESPONSIBLE: CRISTINA SALAS HURTADO RELATION: WIFE
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