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"Dear Hugo,

I wish I could say all of this to you
in person, but I can't.

I never thought I had to tell
the person I love more than anyone

that I've been lying to him
his whole life.

Twenty years ago,

my college friends and I
did something terrible, Hugo.

We were very young.

I swear I tried
every single day of my life

to give you everything we took from you…

To be the best mother I could be,

because in my mind,
you'll always be my son, Hugo.

But I know I failed.

That's why I tried to make up for it.

Because I love you

more than anything in the world.

Please accept this money.

Of course, it could never make up
for what we've taken from you,

"but nothing can."

Fuck!

What are you doing here?

Hey there, Hugo.

I screwed up, okay? I'm sorry.

Hugo, have you been drinking?

Hugo, listen to me.
Are you driving right now?

I don't want to lie anymore.

Come on, guys! Hurry up.
There's less than 24 hours for the debate.

A decent life for all.

That is my campaign slogan.

And that's what we'll fight for,
with your support.

Recovering public spaces.

Helping low-income families thrive.

Making sure that everyone
has the opportunity for a decent life.

- A future that can...
- Protectionist policies that basically

make people rely on the government
more than on their own hard work.

No, no.
These aren't protectionist policies.

These are policies
that can help the city flourish.

Let me read you something. "I want
to change what needs to be changed.

I want to create
a better standard of living for all.

I want to grow the economy.

I want to create a safer, healthier,
happier city for all of us."

Are those your words?

I… I can't remember
everything I've said in the past.

But, yes, it could be me.
It sounds like me, yes.

- It's Nicolás Maduro.
- Come on.

That's it. That's a problem, okay?

And you just admitted that you sound
exactly like Nicolás Maduro.

That… That's unfair.

That's unfair. I mean,
it was taken completely out of context.

Thousands of people
come into this country.

They stream into this country every day,

because they don't have freedom
in their own.

What do they find?
You, here, peddling the same policies

that made them flee in the first place.

Is that what you want to give 'em?

Are you gonna let him
rehearse his opening remarks

or are you just gonna badger him?

Believe me, Brady's not gonna let him
finish his opening remarks. No.

Brady's gonna fucking eat him alive.

Marwen knows Brady's campaign
better than anyone.

He's just anticipating the attacks.

Do you want to win?
You need the Latino vote.

They need somebody to represent them,
and you're not doing it.

Helping low-income families is all fine,
but you need to find a way to do it

so that it doesn't sound
like Bolivarian communism.

Otherwise, you don't stand a chance.

You are pushing to change the strategy,
and that's my business.

You know how many campaigns I have run?

Yeah, and how many of them have you won?

Can we continue?

Let's try it again.

Everybody, take five, please.

After two years,
are we going to change our strategy

because of what that guy is saying
one day before the debate?

Ana thinks this will be good for the team.

Who's the candidate? Ana or you?

Marwen helped us with the video mess,

and since he joined our team,
we've gone up in the polls.

You know this campaign
would come tumbling down without you.

And I know it too.

Come on.

The feds are on their way.

They've asked for our account books.
I can't hold them off much longer.

Pedro,

I cooked the books for you.

I'll get the money back,

and I'll return it, okay?

Trust me.

Trust me.

They found a bag of money in his car.

Are you shitting me?

- Holy shit.
- They just told me.

Hey, Campbell,
make sure nobody gets in there, all right?

We know his mother was being blackmailed.

They asked for a million dollars.

That means if her friends
were also being blackmailed…

It would make it five million dollars,

which is the exact amount in that bag.

So, is Hugo the blackmailer?

The texts did come from his cell phone.

But wait.
That means he blackmailed his own mom.

No.

Daniela wasn't his mother.

His real mother was Jessica Thompson.

Wait.

That's the woman
that died in the car crash 20 years ago.

How does that make any sense?

Well, a week after the funeral,

Daniela became Hugo's babysitter,

and then she became much more.

That's fucked up.

Yes, it is.

And very suspicious.

So, what if Hugo found out
and then decided

to take the law into his own hands?

Do you think he could have killed Daniela?

He did call me right before he crashed,
saying he wanted to tell me the truth.

Fucking hell.

But she died in the crash, right?

That's what I've been saying. She didn't.

The report says she didn't.

- But if we...
- Please!

- They're going to throw us in jail.
- Everyone calm down!

- Fuck, we aren't murderers! Cunt.
- Sofía.

Sofía, you yelling won't change anything.

Someone drove a piece of metal
into that woman, okay?

It's in the autopsy report.
Someone did it.

You went to check and said she was dead.

Pedro, obviously I was wrong.

Or you stabbed her
and now you want to pin it on us.

Are you serious? You're doubting me?

Wait, wait, wait.
I mean, I saved everyone's ass.

Don't play dumb. You're doubting us too.

I'm just saying
what the fucking autopsy says!

- Hey. Stop, stop. Stop.
- Hey! Fuck!

- Sofía.
- What?

Are you listening to yourselves?

Sof...

Sofía!

Someone killed that woman.

I don't know.
They changed the clause three days ago.

I sent over some notes.

Let's wait for the answer.

Don't worry. Yes, it's fine.

Send it to me.
I want to have a look first.

Leaving already?

And book a table at Il Gabbi a no
for Thursday. Thank you.

- You got up early.
- Just like every day.

The only difference is
you don't have to go to work.

- Can we talk?
- I don't know.

If you want, send me a court order
or tell your lawyer to send it to me.

All right.

Honestly, I don't know why
you have to antagonize your dad like that.

Well, because he's the one
that started all this.

And Sofía says we could win.

And you trust her
more than you trust your dad or me?

Hey!

Don't wait for me until night.

Fucking hell.

This is a joke, right?

You put me in this situation.
What did you expect me to do, Dad?

I don't know. Get a real lawyer.

I mean, that's what I thought
you do would do. But I was wrong.

I know enough to know
that you can't sell the clinic

- without my client's approval.
- Okay.

According to the property records,
which I got access to,

your late wife owned part of the clinic.

Therefore, after her death, my client,
Marcos Herrero, inherited her shares.

Maybe your client should
pay closer attention to what he signs,

because he transferred
those shares to my client years ago.

You don't remember, do you?

So, I don't know
if the document is clear enough

or if you need anything else
explained to you.

I'm the sole proprietor.

Let's go. Thank you.

All right.

You are the sole proprietor,
and you can proceed with the sale.

But if an audit revealed bank accounts
in tax havens or undeclared millions,

all of that would also be only yours,
right?

My client may sometimes sign
without reading.

But he also knows plenty of things about
the clinic that he could use in court.

You decide whether or not
this will go that far.

The only thing I'm asking
is that you stop the sale. That's it.

No, Marcos.
You don't ask with a court order.

I tried to talk to you nicely many times,
Dad.

Yes, I have a terrible habit
of not communicating well with people

when they are high.

Silvia.

Excuse me.

You're aware that I'm not the only one
with things to hide,

right?

I'm going to recommend
you both be much more careful with me.

Arturo.

This time,
it's you who should be careful, Arturo.

You were amazing!
And I was scared shit less.

My heart was in my mouth like this,

and it was like ba-boom, ba-boom,
ba-boom, pounding so fast.

The question is,
do you think they'll go to trial?

No way. They wouldn't dare.

No, no.
And that ace you had up your sleeve.

They shit themselves when you
mentioned the accounts in tax havens.

Of course. Don't you remember years ago
when we planned our escape to Colombia

and you told me about how much
dirty money your dad had?

Or where did you get
the blackmail money from?

Did you take it out
of your own bank account?

No. I figured.
I figured you had asked him.

- Cheers.
- That's right.

Honey.

That money can't be traced.

There's no way to trace it.
You think of everything.

Your father is that type of person.

- What type?
- Who always has an ace up his sleeve.

She just said that they paid the ransom.

- What?
- Yeah.

We got 'em. That's basically a confession.

Only that they paid, not that they killed.

Still good evidence though.

- We should get it to Lieutenant Willis.
- Not yet.

No, this is from before.
I was never good enough for his son.

I just think that we should wait
on something more solid.

More solid?

No, no. That's true.

The other thing,
I don't know what I would have done if…

Tell me you got a warrant
to wire the house.

Don't be a drama queen.
I already told you that…

Shit.

- Thanks for everything.
- So, we're spying on them illegally?

Don't give them to me. It's been fun…

Great. So now that we finally
have the evidence, we can't use it.

And we could both get fired.

You think I'm like him?

You're much better, Marcos.

Don't do that. You're turning me on.

Don't do that. Don't do that.

I'm getting married.

Yes, I know.

You're getting married
to a woman named Isabel,

and you're going to promise to love

and be faithful to her
for the rest of your lives.

Are you really going to do it, Marcos?
Really?

Shit.

What is that?

They fucking found it.

We're fucked.

Not necessarily. They don't know
that we don't have the warrant.

They'll find out.

Okay, just hold on. Let me just
fucking think for a minute, please.

We can still use it to our advantage.

- Don't you dare drag me further into this.
- Belinda…

I had to do it, okay?

I couldn't just let them go free
because some judge wouldn't sign a paper.

Listen to me.

If we can get them to confess,

the mikes become irrelevant.

Okay?

It's gonna be okay.

Hello?

Yes, this is Marcos Herrero.

Sergeant Neruda, hi. How are you?

Yes, I'm here in my apartment. Why?

This is everything
we found on tax breaks for corporations.

What's... This is not in my debate.

But it's in Brady's,
so you have to study that tonight.

Brady always knew
what was in your prep book,

so he's always going for your blind spots.

- We're gonna fill in your blind spots.
- Wait. I have to learn this tonight?

Correct.

No, no, no. I'll go.

I thought Ernesto
had given you all the documents.

Not all of them.

I'm sorry.
This campaign has been such a whirlwind.

We can't even find each other
half the time.

You are aware that failure to provide
all requested documents

is obstruction of justice?

Officers, we are the ones

who desperately want to know
who stole the money.

Where's your husband?
We need to talk to him.

This is literally the worst day.
The debate's tomorrow.

We've spent the whole campaign
preparing for it. I beg you.

I'll see to it that every document
is delivered to you ASAP.

You have two days,
or we'll be back with a warrant.

Hello?

I'm listening.

There's an update on the case.

That's why I asked you to come in.

Did you find out who did this?

Daniela's son, Hugo,
was in a car accident.

He's in a coma.

What?

When did this happen? Is he gonna be okay?

Well, the doctors don't know.

They say he has about a 50% chance
of pulling through.

Which hospital? I want to see him.

We're gonna talk first.

We found a duffel bag in Hugo's car
with five million dollars in it.

That's a lot of money.

Yes, it is.

Any idea how it got there?

Wh-Why would I know?

So you didn't put it there?

I don't have that kind of money.

"Tomorrow. Alumni reunion."

Be there or I'll tell it all.

One million dollars each.

At midnight on Friday,

"I'll send you instructions
on where to bring the money."

Did you receive these messages?

We know that because Hugo sent it to you,
among others.

You paid, didn't you?

What?

No.

You're making a huge mistake.

Really? I don't think so.

We found the money,
and we know that you received the texts.

So? I also get texts about miracle diets.

Or from a Kenyan prince
who wants to donate his inheritance to me.

I ignore them.

You didn't take the blackmail seriously?

Why would we?
We haven't done anything wrong.

There's nothing to tell,
because there's nothing to hide.

The truth?

I thought it was a damn joke.

We all did a lot of stupid things
in college.

I think that the blackmail has to do with
what happened 20 years ago

when your friend, Alejandro,
and Jessica Thompson were killed.

That's what I think.

Look, I don't know what you want from us,

but we had nothing to do with
what happened then.

And we have nothing to do with
what's going on now.

So, if I take a look at
your bank accounts, will I find anything?

I told you,
I don't know anything about that money.

So I have five million dollars
in my office, and it belongs to no one?

Incredible.

You can go now. Thank you for your time.

Son of a bitch.

- Son of a bitch!
- Enough, Pedro.

- Forget about it. Stop.
- What? Why? How?

- How can I forget about it?
- Hey, Pedro. Ana's right.

The money is gone, okay?

And if we try to get it back,
we'll end up connected to the blackmail,

- to Daniela, to that kid, everything.
- No, no, no.

Because no... no one has
any kind of evidence against us.

Give me the keys.

I wouldn't be so sure about that, okay?

We're fucked.

We found bugs in my apartment.

What?

What? Was it the police?

Pedro, no. It was for a reality show.
Of course it was the police.

What if they've been spying on us too?

- Pedro, we don't know that.
- We don't know that, but that...

That sergeant has been
on our heels, hasn't she?

Shit. I have to get ready
for the debate tomorrow, and besides…

I knew it. Okay?

I knew that son of a bitch
was involved in all this. I knew it.

- He might even have killed Daniela. Right?
- You're crazy.

- How could you say that?
- What? How am I crazy?

- What's wrong with saying it?
- Sofía. Sofía, he had the money.

He ran without saying anything. So…

Maybe they're right.

We don't know anything about him
or his relationship with Daniela.

What's more, a few days ago,
we didn't even know he existed. Yes or no?

Or did any of you know him?

Let's go.

One, two, three.

Blow, blow. Come on, Hugo.

Good job!

- Good job!
- Happy birthday.

Good job, sweetheart.

- I'm gonna get Hugo's present, okay?
- Okay. Yeah.

Hey, good job.

- Mom.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look…

You two look great together.

- I'm really happy.
- Mom. Mom.

Dani.

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Sofí…

I don't deserve all this.

Listen. You have a beautiful family,
and they're really lucky to have you.

Come on, repeat after me. Repeat after me.

- They're really lucky to have me?
- Louder.

They're really lucky to have me.

Open your mouth.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Enjoy.

We'll get rid of those calories later.

If Neruda cross-checks information
with the feds, I am so fucked.

Pedro, you're too nervous.

Focus on the debate.
I'll take care of everything else.

You also said your mom
was going to give us money,

and we haven't seen a dime.

I'm working on it, but I'm not God.

The feds want to see the account books,
okay?

If they realize
Ernesto doctored the numbers…

Pedro, are you okay?

Pedro, breathe. Breathe, please.

Calm down.

Pedro, calm down.

- What is it? What's wrong?
- Ana.

Pedro, wait. Wait, breathe. Breathe.

Breathe, breathe.

Calm down.

- Alejandro?
- Is he dead?

Why are you eating so fast, Son?

She's... She's dead.

She's dead.

You're not feeling well, Son.

What happened to Alejandro
wasn't anybody's fault.

And what if it was?

What if someone is to blame
for the accident?

Pedro.

What's going on?

Nothing. Nothing. It's okay.

Son. I raised you to be a good man.

If there's something you're not telling me
about what happened that night…

If it has to do with
what happened to Alejandro,

then do the right thing, Son.

If you don't want to tell me,

then you should tell the police.

Good morning.

I overslept.

I need to prepare.

You don't need to prepare anything.
I wrote a summary for you.

If you're not sure, you can look at it.

How long have you been awake?

I went to have breakfast with my mom.

She wanted to give us Luis's gift.

She said she's really sorry for the delay.

Money?

Go have breakfast.
It's going to be a great day.

And don't forget. Eye contact. Okay?

There's no way I'm wearing this!

You're going to wear that
for three reasons.

One, because I said so.
Two, because you have to dress up.

And three, because your siblings
are wearing the same thing.

And why do we have to dress the same?
It's not like we're minions.

Hey, Mom. Don't you ever get tired
of pretending we're perfect?

What?

What "what"?

- What "what"?
- What?

So, you're leaving for a whole year.
One year! One year.

- And you think that's okay?
- Yes.

You think it's okay
to leave your boyfriend for a year?

What am I going to do without you now?

What am I going to do without you?

Is somebody telling me he wants to quit
swimming one month before nationals…

- Really?
- …and come with me?

That sounds much better.

- You're joking, right?
- Joking?

Picture the two of us together,
me going with you.

Well, well, let's see.

I love you…

- Really?
- …but not that much.

What do you mean, "not that much"?

Look. Stop.

No. Look, you're going to win
all your competitions.

Yeah, we all know that.

- And I am going to get a job at the UN…
- What about you?

Yeah?

…and then we'll travel a ton.

And we'll keep traveling.

And we'll meet again.

And we'll do this
a thousand and one times.

Fortunately, they know you're my son.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be allowed
through the door with those shoes.

I was supposed to meet Silvia.

I should have known you'd be here.

She and I were supposed to talk alone.

Yes. You called my lawyer.
I thought it might be about me.

What happened?

We're in big trouble.

I found this at my place.

Who knows how many more
may be hidden around the house.

We don't know what they know,
what they've heard.

What I do know is
they have the blackmail money.

Silvia turned that money in.

And if this blows up,
it'll blow up in our faces.

You're fighting on too many fronts,
Marcos.

And I'm not your enemy.

You aren't?

No.

The real enemy right now
is at the police station,

thinking about how to get you
to spend the rest of your life in prison.

And from what we've seen,
she's getting close.

I can help you get out of this.

Really? What do you want in return?

For me to drop the lawsuit?

Drop the lawsuit, and get the person
who fucked everything up out of your life.

Settle down, Marcos.

I'll be there for you,
just like every time you've needed me.

I wanna hear the recordings.

I'm sorry. I can't do that.

Otherwise, I'll tell Marcos everything.

Don't threaten me.

Please.

He already knows. He heard. Okay?

He found one of the microphones.

Please. I helped you.

Don't do that. You're turning me on.
Don't do that. Don't do that.

I'm getting married.

Yes, I know.

You're getting married
to a woman named Isabel,

and you're going to promise to love

and be faithful to her
for the rest of your lives.

Are you really going to do it, Marcos?
Really?

Belinda, please don't say anything
about the mikes yet.

Just hang on a little bit longer for me.

I'd appreciate it. Okay?

Yeah?

Hi.

- This is Ana.
- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, Mr. Brady.
- Nice to meet you.

Follow me, please.

How is this happening right now?

Okay. All right.

What happened?

You have to stay calm and focus.

Look, I'm sure Brady knows, okay?
It's all over the fucking news.

- And he will use it against him...
- What happened?

It's Ernesto.
The feds are investigating him

- for misappropriation of campaign funds.
- What?

- Did you know about this?
- Of course not.

Okay. You know what? We've got
just a few minutes before the debate.

So, everybody,
just take a deep breath right now, okay?

Thank you.

- Was he arrested?
- Come on.

It's okay.

Candidates to the set, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I need you to calm down.

Breathe.

Pedro, listen to me.
Here's the plan, okay?

If they use Ernesto against you,
you know nothing.

You just found out, okay?
And you will completely cooperate

- with the authorities.
- Is everything okay? It's time.

We are ready.

Good evening,
and welcome to tonight's debate

between Miami-Dade's
two mayoral candidates.

I made some calls.
They bugged his house from top to bottom.

- Okay.
- As mayor…

But that surveillance is illegal.
They went in without a warrant.

So they can't use any of it.

Okay. Thank you.

…to small businesses
in order for them to recover.

The unemployment records here show that…

Those figures can tell
two completely different stories,

depending on who's reading them.

Now, Miami-Dade residents
are more interested in knowing how

- we're going to stimulate the economy…
- This is not going well.

- …create more jobs…
- I hope he finds a way to counterattack.

Well, he better.
Because Brady is eating him alive.

- We also have an incentive plan…
- Come on.

…to attract major companies
to come to Miami-Dade,

which will potentially create thousands
of new employment opportunities.

Hear any specifics?
I'm afraid you sell a lot of…

What are we doing here?
Weren't we going to eat something?

I don't believe you have
a solid plan for the good people of…

We need to confess, Ana.

Pedro, no. No.

Have you considered
what will happen if we say something?

You'll fuck up your life, and while
you do, you'll fuck up Marcos, Daniela,

and Sofía's lives,
and mine too, goddamn it.

What life?

I just can't do it anymore, Ana. Enough.

And besides, how do you expect
the good people of Miami to trust you

when your own right-hand man
is in police custody as we speak?

Wait a minute. I am as shocked as any...

And it does not seem
like he is acting alone.

Personally, I wouldn't be able
to trust a mayor's judgment

if this is who he chooses
to run his campaign.

And I don't think the good people of Miami
would trust you either.

Or are you asking us to believe
that you were on the sidelines?

Two people fucking died, Ana.

Pedro, no.

I know it hurts. I know it's hard.

I don't have the strength either.

I suppose the easiest thing

would be to say
that this wasn't a big blow for me.

But that would be a lie, and I don't lie.

You have no idea how guilty I feel
about what we did.

But we have to be strong.

Yes. Hey, look at me.

- I can't.
- Yes, you can, Pedro.

Because you helped me,
and I'm going to help you,

but you have to trust me, okay?

I need you by my side.

I don't want to lose anyone else, okay?

I…

My mother brought me up
to be an honest man.

And to believe that everyone
is presumed innocent until proven guilty.

And to let the justice system work
before passing judgment on anyone.

I believe

that many of our viewers know
the consequences

of being judged too hastily.

And I'm not about to do that myself.

Am I devastated?

Heartbroken?

But we will come out of this,

and we'll be stronger,
just like this great city did

after all those years
of out-of-control crime.

Would you say Miami was a bad place
to live because of those years?

I wouldn't.

And I know that Miamians, united,
can and will build a place

where people can feel safe.

Ordinary, humble people like my mother.

My mother,

may she rest in peace,

was blessed with phenomenal health care
only because her son could afford it.

But there are so many people in this city
who cannot afford it,

whose lives are in danger
every time they get sick.

And that's why I want all Miamians
to have access to universal health care.

I want all Miamians
to feel safe on the streets.

I want all Miamians to have the best
education possible for their kids,

because I believe in the people of Miami.

And I will never, ever
stop fighting for you.

How was it?

Not bad. But I'm not going to be
in the photo anyway.

And I thought Brady was going to be
the hardest on you, right?

It was you.

Your mom didn't give you the money.

I just gave them the documents
they asked for.

Isabel?

Mr. Marcos Herrero doesn't answer.

Then let me go up.

Sorry. Without his permission,
I can't let you go up.

Dumbshit.

I don't know what to do, really.
I have thousands of bills to pay.

What about your pension?

My disability pension isn't enough.

If I don't pay rent by the end
of this month, we'll be out on the street.

- Does Hugo know?
- He suspects something. He's not stupid.

I try to not worry him,

because I can't stand the thought
that he could end up on the street

- after everything he's been through.
- Dani, that's not going to happen.

Hey, look at me.
I won't let that happen. Okay?

You and I have a shitty life.
And it's not fair.

What happened that night fucked up
our life, and it fucked it up good.

You have me.

Yes, yes. Until you get arrested again?

You need to quit that job, Sofía.

- It's not that easy.
- You deserve better.

Bernie bailed me out.
You know I owe him, Dani.

I think we've paid more than enough
for what we did. Don't you agree?

But on the other hand,
look at Pedro, Marcos, Ana, right?

They're doing well. Too well.

What are we going to do?

In two months, there's an alumni party.

That's the right time, don't you think?

The right time for what?

To make them pay, once and for all.