All language subtitles for Who.Killed.Sara.S02E07.SPANISH.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Get these boxes down.

Ma'am, I'll get the boxes.

Please put the blue couch in the entryway.

Thanks.

We've got a new neighbor? See?

It's nice to finally have a neighbor.

That house has been vacant for months.

It's nice to know my daughter
will have someone to play with

when she's older.

Do you want to have more kids?

I'd like to.

But I want a girl like yours.

Yeah.

-I've even got a name ready.
-What is it?

Sara.

-That's nice!
-Yeah.

-Can I hold her?
-Sure.

I'll look after her while you're working.

Thank you.

Look, Álex.

Your new friend.

What's the baby's name, Cristina?

-Marifer.
-Marifer.

How pretty.

Is that your husband?

Yes. On our wedding day.

He works in Guadalajara.
He comes when he can.

Does she have a name?

I'll name her Clara, ma'am.

When is she due?

Soon.

-Are you married?
-My husband travels a lot.

He comes and goes.
He's waiting for me outside now.

But don't you worry, ma'am.

My sister helps look after
my oldest daughter Marifer.

And she'll help me with Clarita
when she's born.

-So I can keep working.
-No.

A mother and her child are inseparable.

The doors of this house
are open to you both.

Ma'am, thank you so much!

It'll be a pleasure
to have you work here, Cristina.

Being a mom

is a full-time job.

But it's the best job there is, right?

Yes, it is.

I got the job, honey.

-Where's Abel?
-He disappeared.

Look, we don't know what happened.

We think he bribed one of the night guards

to let him out.

We haven't heard from him in two days.

It's important that if he contacts you,

you let us know immediately.

Abel can be very dangerous.

Do you understand? Miss!

Miss!

It was the happiest day of my life.

To be honest, I was very fortunate.

Abel is a very good husband.

And a great dad.

-That's great.
-Yeah.

This job will change our life.

The Lazcanos are good people.

Marifer is my sister.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Get my daughter out.

The keys, asshole.

Álex.

Relax.

Come on. Let's go.

Not my family, you son of a bitch.

It's all right.

There.

There.

The nightmare is over.

-It's all right.
-My dad.

-Is he all right?
-He'll take care of that fucker.

And I'll make sure
this never happens again.

-Get some rest.
-Álex.

Don't talk.

Don't talk. Just relax.

Get up, you piece of shit.

What's wrong?

Are you gonna wait all night,

or will you shoot me?

César!

Don't you like games?

Or is it only when you hurt women?

Monster.

Get up, you fucking son of a bitch.

Monster?

Like Mariana.

Are you gonna shoot her too?

Right, you don't know.
You don't have a fucking clue.

She killed Sara.

She sent Elroy to cut the parachute ropes.

César!

-How is she?
-Where's Sergio?

We can leave. It's all you need to know.

-But what--?
-Open it. I want to ride with her.

Honey.

I need to talk to you, Bruno.

I have a plan.

Indeed, looking at the case file,

we can prove
that your daughter-in-law is incapable…

Ex-daughter-in-law.

Right.

To proceed, we require a DNA test

to prove the child belongs
to your late husband.

All right.

Do whatever is right.

Mariana, trust me.

We have a lot of experience
with paternity cases.

I have experience as a mother,
which is more important.

I'm very glad
you're helping me do the right thing.

It's good to know someone still believes

in divine justice.

How's Elisa?

She's sleeping.

She's a fighter. A true Lazcano.

Neither Rodolfo nor José María
would've survived.

They wouldn't endure.

What did you do to Sergio?

You spent your whole fucking life

sleeping with the same monster.

Didn't you know?

Aren't you gonna tell me?

Dead men tell no tales.

Don't fuck with me.

If you don't wanna talk, I don't care.

But you'll have to explain
why you saved Sara's life.

Eighteen years ago,
before the parachute accident,

I saved your sister
from someone who tried to kill her.

From who?

The man buried in your yard.

I knew it.

Abel Martínez.

A single shot between the eyes.

Who was that man,
and why would he hurt Sara?

I don't know, and unlike you,
I don't ask questions.

Here's another one.

Why did Sergio have a fake passport

with his picture,
but under Abel Martínez's name?

Abel Martínez Osorio. Do you know him?

Will you take his ID?

Just for when things get messy.

Or when I've got the cops
breathing down my neck.

I'll help him to his eternal rest,

and he'll help with my problems
and my secrets.

One hand washes another,
and together they wash the face.

Twenty years pretending to be a dead man
to evade justice.

I never knew what he was up to.

-Where are we going?
-It's okay, honey.

Calm down.

Don't move.

-We're going to the hospital.
-Dad?

I came back to life to save you.

It's okay. Get some rest.

It's all right.

Lie down here.

Here.

The hospital is about a mile away.

-I've still got questions.
-And they'll go unanswered.

Tell Mariana.
Let everyone know Elisa is still alive.

Honey.

I've made many mistakes in my life.

Many.

But I've always tried to do right by you.

Always.

I love you so much.

Guard my daughter

with your life.

KEEP HOSPITALS CLEAN

Please, Doctor.

I don't want to be like my dad.

ROOM 3

Hello, good morning.

-How are you getting me out of here?
-Here. Don't worry.

I've got a car waiting
around the corner. Let's go.

We need a safe place for your brother.

Mom, I'm not a kid anymore, all right?

I have a plan.

Come on. Nearly there.

Where are we going?

Hi.

Don't worry. It'll all be okay.

I've got it under control.

Let's go.

Yes. The patient's name is Elisa Lazcano.

I want to know how she is this morning
and if there's been a diagnosis.

What?

I'll call you back.

Thanks.

Come in.

I brought what you asked for.

Thanks for listening.

I needed to vent.

I'VE GOT INFO ON MARIFER.

NICANDRO: I'VE GOT INFO ON MARIFER.
WHEN CAN WE MEET?

At my place, tomorrow.

Don't fail me again, Nicandro.

What did you get?

More photos.

Are these the ones Elroy gave you?

In the hospital,
after my motorcycle accident.

I don't know if you should see them all.

Why did you bring these
after all this time?

You knew about Sara's other life
and never told me?

How could I tell you?

How could I look at you?

Yeah.

You and I were never friends.

No.

You said you knew something about Marifer.

-Yes, but I have to tell you something.
-Go ahead.

I didn't look for you
because I didn't know how you'd react

over the drug issue.

What drugs?

Sara and I sold drugs.

You didn't know?

There's two factors
that always show up, without fail.

Mood disorders

and intoxicating substances.

She owed me money.

But that's not all.

Sara tried to kill me.

She cut my bike's brakes.

When I found out she was coming
to Valle with us, I confronted her.

-I missed you.
-Enough already.

Why the long face?

Aren't you glad to see me?

-All ready?
-Yeah. Let's go.

We argued. No one saw us.

I told her I'd forget about the past.

But she had to keep her promise.

And she didn't.

She ratted me out to my family.

Hello, good morning.

This is Sara Guzmán,
a friend of your son Nicandro.

Yeah, I'm a bit worried about him.

I've seen him selling and consuming drugs.

Yes.

Weed, ecstasy, cocaine.

-Your son has been selling…
-What are you doing?

You're done, bitch.

Did you kill my sister?

Look at me in the eyes.

Did you cut those ropes?

Answer me.

No.

I didn't.

I didn't kill Sara.

My parents took me out of Mexico.

They thought the whole thing
with the parachute and the harness

was meant for me.

That's why I disappeared
for all these years.

What's this?

This is the only way I could find
to get you out safely.

It was this,

or staying here
until my mom takes your child away.

Did you know too?

Yes.

My brother won't grow up
like the Lazcanos.

Your son will have

a chance none of us did.

You too?

Rodolfo called yesterday.

He told me about the plan to get you out.

I thought it was a good idea.

Thanks.

-No.
-I don't deserve all this.

The only thing that matters now

is that you and your sons
are far away from this shit.

Take care.

I have to go.

Thank you.

Damn kid.

I love you a lot, man.

A lot.

Shut up already.

-Thanks.
-Take care.

I warned you, moron.

I told you to keep
that thug boyfriend of yours away

so he wouldn't fuck up our plans.

And that idiot screwed everything up
even after he died.

-Ex-boyfriend.
-I'm not in the mood for jokes.

How could I know his brother would show up
and kill Lorenzo?

But he did.

What if José María doesn't want
to raise that girl alone?

-What if he puts her up for adoption?
-No.

We're screwed, Clara,
because you're not her mom.

And we'll never know
what they did to our mom.

We have to speed things up.

What does that mean?

You have to get to work.

Today.

Excuse me. When will the exhibition open?

At eight.

Thanks.

MARTIRENE ALCÁNTARA
THE GEOGRAPHY OF SKIN

Mr. Lazcano.

Congratulations.

-Thank you.
-Alcántara's work is great.

It's very good.

But maybe you can help me.

There's something I don't get.

For example,

when you see this piece,

how do you feel?

When your partner comes back,
I can explain it to you both.

No.

He's not my partner.

He's my associate at the firm.

-I see.
-He liked the piece too.

And he had to go.
His wife called him. You get it.

That's good.

How about some coffee?

No.

Five years.

-Five years?
-Yeah.

That's good.

I think my longest relationship
was six months.

Hey.

Can I ask what happened? Why you broke up?

I had the brilliant idea
of telling him I wanted to be a dad,

and he ran away.

Really?

Do you still have that dream?

-Do you still want to be a dad?
-Yeah.

I'll never stop wanting that.

I love you so much, bro.

Everything will be okay.

There's a policewoman downstairs

that wants you to tell her what you saw
and what you know about Lorenzo's death.

It's my fault.

Of course it isn't.

I should've told him
having a baby was crazy.

I should've said no.

If Clara hadn't gotten pregnant,
Lorenzo would be here,

where you're sitting.

Don't blame yourself. Listen.

Don't blame yourself.

It's the worst thing
you can do to yourself.

Guilt is awful. It eats you up inside.
I lived through that.

And you don't deserve it.

Zoom in. There.

Marifer?

You know what this means?

But…

Marifer was at Valle
the day my sister died?

Why the fuck is she hiding?

Maybe she was investigating
her mother's disappearance.

She says the Lazcanos are behind it.
Do you know anything about that?

You?

Why the hell are you here?

The best thing you can do is
take a deep breath,

go downstairs, and tell the officer
everything you know

so they can find the person
that did this to Lorenzo.

I said it was my fault.

I killed him.

You were right.

The Lazcanos are pieces of shit
that hurt people

because that's all we know how to do.

Look who's here.

Are you scared?

This is a kidnapping.

There's no way
both of them would disappear.

I demand to speak
to the hospital director right now.

No, I want to speak to Dr. Cohen.

Just a moment.

What are you doing here?

Mrs. Mariana,

I need to talk to you.

How did you know where to find me?

I went to your home, and they told me.

Please, I need you to listen to me.
Marifer, my sister,

she's mentally ill,
and thinks you or Mr. César

did something to our mom,
and that's why she vanished.

I don't know anything about that.

She convinced me to have Chema's child.

And it was all to blackmail you
with this baby,

so you'd tell us the truth about Mom.

If she finds out I came to talk with you,

I don't know what she'd do.

Please, help me.

I know you're innocent.

I trust you and your family.

Do you trust me?

What will you do?

Thanks for the help,
but I'll continue on my own.

Can I ask you for one last favor?

Could I see Sara's room?

I need to close this chapter.

Five minutes.

Álex.

I also want to know who killed Sara.

Son of a bitch.

SARA GUZMÁN AVE.

We need to talk.

WE NEED TO TALK

I know who you are.

When can we meet, Marifer?

Son of a bitch.

When will this be divulged?

Excellent job.

My father would be proud of you.

So long.

-Chema.
-Leave me alone.

It's about Álex.

What about Álex?

He'll pay for all he's done to us.

Álex hasn't done a thing.

It's the other way around.

We fucked his life up for 18 years.

Open your eyes, man.

Álex is behind it all.

For Dad's death,

Elisa's kidnapping,
the casino being shut down.

Ever since he got out of jail,
our entire life collapsed.

He planned all this.

Why are you talking like Dad?

Or what?

Now that he's dead,
you'll replace the great César Lazcano?

-Don't fuck with me.
-Don't you fuck with me!

Álex isn't responsible for anything.

We made this fucking mess,
and you know it.

But you're too much of a coward to see it.

-Who did you talk to?
-My lawyer.

Why is your lawyer involved with Álex?

She told me
there is an arrest warrant for Álex

for the death of Abel Martínez.

That motherfucker screwed up my life.

That's why he has to pay.

Careful! Are you crazy?

My mom will kill me
if that fucking sculpture breaks.

I said five minutes.

-What are you doing?
-This is mine.

Sara stole it from my home.