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A NETFLIX SERIES

ON THE PREVIOUS EPISODE

I'm sorry. Forgive me for taking all your money, gentlemen.

Will you tell me who's that beautiful new friend of yours?

You'd like to know?

Her name is Elena Bocanegra.

The meeting point will be at Santo Domingo church.

Tomorrow at 11:00 a.m.

First, we need to follow Matos.

Then he'll lead us to the Red Rider. Or not?

It'd be better if Anton, you, and I took care of this.

Do you think these numbers are enough to push the reform?

Cardenas' support is vital.

It may be more difficult than we thought.

I think we'll approach him from a different angle.

If Elena saw you right now...

We are in an open relationship.

Too bad. My taxi is here.

I'll hold my desire.

The only ones who play down here,

those who my three pedantic friends

consider worthy rivals.

Let's see how long your luck lasts.

WASHINGTON D.C., U.S.

It's not like I don't want to take all your money.

I'd love to.

It's just that I thought this would be a business meeting.

My friends think that business can wait.

Settle down, relax, and finish them.

Ah.

We'll see about that.

Here, we play with no betting limit.

That means that you can bet however much you want

or raise until you run out of chips.

Hmm.

Aren't they gorgeous?

Gorgeous.

Each of these is worth 15,000 dollars, eh?

-Fifteen thousand dollars? -Mm-hmm.

That's thrice as much as the highest chip upstairs.

-That's right. -Oh.

You need a minimum of two chips to enter,

and no matter what, you can't refuse to enter.

We all bet and we all play.

As Big Jule said, money isn't everything,

unless you're playing poker.

What's wrong, Elena?

Elena, I...

Sorry. I'm sorry.

It's just that I find it funny that you've got the same tattoo.

Are you members of some sect

or are you Popeye fans?

-No, there's an explanation. -It is a bit weird,

three grown men having the same tattoo.

Come on, she's right.

Yes, it's weird, and they're Popeye fans.

When we finished high school, we made a trip to Japan

where we heard the legend of the red thread.

-Are you familiar with it? -No.

The Japanese believe there's an invisible red thread

magically linking the destinies of people.

In that moment, we thought it'd be good to be linked forever.

And here we are now.

The red thread gets tattooed in the little finger.

We found that a bit feminine,

so we went for an anchor here in the forearm.

It's faded out a bit, but...

It's fine. I don't intend to remove it ever.

-Me neither. -Let them call it vulgar or ugly.

Don't say dumb stuff. The anchor's brought us more luck than Gregorio's cigars.

Shall we begin?

-Sorry... Yes? -Well...

One second, okay? I see you guys have your lucky charms, your tattoos and all that,

but when I bet high, I like to do it with a good tequila.

If you don't mind.

By no means. It sounds fair, right?

No, there's no problem. She won the way she did without tequila,

-so think about what's to come. -Jorge,

bring Elena your best aged tequila.

What's wrong?

Don't tell me my three friends managed to intimidate you.

No, certainly not.

It's just that you know Felipe.

I need to tell him about this

since I'll probably be here until late, right?

Felipe knows you're here. He has nothing to worry about.

I also think that afterwards, these gentlemen

won't have the energy to talk about important things.

You don't know us. We can go on all night.

Forget about business for now, Elena. Okay?

Let's play.

Okay?

Yes, of course.

-Cheers, then. -Cheers.

I won't let you down.

Thanks.

-Cheers. -Cheers.

And may the best win.

-Eh... -What happened? Are you okay?

Let's go wash it. It's covered in glass.

Forget it. You'll get treated.

Come, come.

-What happened? -I don't know.

-Does it hurt? -Yes.

Does it hurt a lot? My apologies.

I don't know what was wrong with that cup.

Anything you need, I'll be there.

-You just need to tell me. -Thank you.

-I'll be waiting. -Thank you. Excuse me.

What was that? What happened?

If I didn't do this,

they were going to find out that I can't play poker. That happened.

Next time, tell them you've got a migraine or something. Don't be so reckless.

I know, I know. I'll keep it in mind.

Do you think one of them is the person we're looking for?

I don't think so. I'm certain.

Which one?

That's the issue.

It could be any of these three.

What the hell? That didn't tell me anything.

The three of them have the same fucking tattoo.

-Really? -All three?

Mm-hmm. Just like the one Karen mentioned. It's an anchor, right here.

Then it's true. What now?

MEXICO CITY, MEXICO

"It was a memorable evening. Thank you for your attention.

I hope we can meet again soon. Cecilia de Cardenas."

It'd be good if you sent her a thank you note.

You know what?

You should invite her to have coffee or tea with you,

here in the palace.

You could show her the garden.

I think you're forgetting something.

What?

Güicho.

Goddamn it.

Did they reelect me already and no one told me?

No way.

That asshole Cardenas hasn't given me his support yet.

You want me to be friends with Cecilia, right?

I can be her friend,

even if I find her...

shallow.

Right? Hollow.

Well, I can always pretend.

I could be her friend on one condition.

Güicho.

That again, eh?

Fine.

I'll keep my word.

I'll bring Güicho tomorrow.

But I have a condition of my own.

What is it?

Help me with everything I need for the re-election.

Hmm?

Yes, Mr. President.

I'll help you with everything related to your reelection.

Eh?

What's with that tone?

What tone?

I'm telling the truth, honestly.

Maybe I'm just used to your poor treatment.

Okay.

Do me a favor then and call Cecilia.

I'll call her.

Yes, I'll drop the archeologist at the agreed place,

where Ruben's men will pick him up.

Then I'll go to Cusco, okay?

Will you make a stop at the gallery?

No, no. Since I've got no classes,

I'll take this chance to go to the dentist as well as some other errands.

When will I meet Ruben?

Listen, you two will meet whenever he says that he wants to meet you.

I'm taking the same risks as you, so at the very least I should know--

There's the archaeologist. I'll call you later. I see him.

-Hey! -Hey.

-Bernardo Matos. -Pleased to meet you.

-A pleasure. -What's up?

Should I show you the piece from the pictures?

Is everything here?

It must be the thing Matos received yesterday.

It's a weird thing.

Yeah.

-Done. -It took you long enough.

They didn't want to let me in.

I had to resort to my charms, but disguised as this serious Mexican,

it just doesn't work.

Fedor was right, though.

The two uppermost floors belong to the Dorfman shipping company.

Dorfman? That's Hugo's last name.

Yeah, and he's the manager. His name is in the entrance, on a sign.

Did you go all the way to the office?

No. They didn't allow me to walk past the reception.

First, imagine the world's worst airport on matters of security.

Now, make it double.

You're exaggerating.

I swear they didn't allow me to go beyond the reception.

They wanted me to walk through two of these full-body scanners.

I had to tell them I was pregnant. That was hard.

Then tracking them is going to be really difficult.

Pablo said these three have a lot of security too.

Yeah. The logical thing would be to start finding out who is the Pale Rider.

Yeah.

-Do you think it's the three of them? -No.

No. Karen said one. She spoke of one person.

Yes, but the three match Karen's description.

They all play at a clandestine casino

and they all have an anchor tattoo in their forearm.

Yeah.

Well,

I hope Fedor, Batman, and Landero are getting good results.

Hey, don't you think that Landero is enjoying a bit

seducing that Julieta woman?

Listen, no.

He's not doing it because he wants to, but because he has to.

Sure, he has to,

but I'll tell you from experience that a man is but a man.

Hey, friend.

Stop getting ideas into my mind.

Besides, that's the only way for him to gain access to Julieta's computer.

Okay. As long as that's all he gets access to.

You know what? Let's just leave.

Hurry up and check Fedor's instructions

to see if that is Samuel's address.

I will.

I've been told to come here to make a complaint.

That depends on the type of complaint or against whom.

-Against the manager. -Me?

Imagine leaving a foreigner, who claimed to be in danger,

late at night at the bar.

I can see that nothing happened to that foreigner.

He's perfectly fine.

He couldn't sleep all night. Isn't that serious?

On the other hand, I slept like a baby.

I wish I could believe you, but I can't.

Nothing can mess up my sleep.

EXIT

Are you always this confident?

Does that bother you?

How's Elena?

Lorenzo told me about her accident.

Hmm. Elena, Elena.

It was nothing. She's good enough to go shopping.

I'll be honest.

I'm not here to talk about Elena.

No?

What are you here to talk about?

You need me to draw a picture

or to make plasticine figurines for you to understand?

Hmm.

I don't think that will be necessary.

DANGER HIGH VOLTAGE

-Stop, stop. We need to go to a room. -Let's get a room next time.

-Let's do this. -I can't. This is my workplace.

Do you enjoy risk?

I love it, but if Lorenzo finds out, he'll kick me out.

Then try not to make any noise.

This is strange.

Shouldn't the backup power have activated?

Hasn't this happened before?

No. That's the strange part.

Eh...

I need to look into this. Could you wait here?

-Of course. -How does my face look?

-Perfect. -My lips? Wait for me.

This evening, ma'am,

you have to attend the mobile library inauguration,

I don't know if you remember, and an appointment with your psychiatrist.

Cancel everything.

But, ma'am...

Güicho will come back tomorrow. You know how important that is for me.

Exactly, ma'am.

The worst you could do right now is cancel your appointments.

The worst?

The president needs to believe that everything's the same.

If you start canceling appointments, he'd think something will happen tomorrow.

If he finds out

that you're planning to flee, you could end up like your father.

I'm sorry. Danilo told me. I hope that...

that you don't mind.

Hmm.

No, you have the right to know what's happening.

Okay. Please don't let anyone in, Susana.

I'm going to make a phone call.

Susana...

you know how dangerous Epifanio is, so why are you here?

Because you...

It's important for me to keep you and your son safe.

Is that it?

Or something else?

Truth be told, ma'am, I...

I've never done anything important in my life.

I...

I see you fighting so hard for your son, and...

I think it's important for you two to be safe.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything you do.

I couldn't do it without you.

Oh, shit.

Landero, are you at the computer?

Yes, but there's a problem.

Julieta closed the laptop. Now it's asking for a password.

Don't tell me what you're doing. Just do it now.

Lorenzo.

Oh, my God! What is happening?

There are around six guests trapped in the elevators.

The rooms' doors are locked.

Turn it off and on again.

Before the operating system boots up,

press F8 several times, then keep it pressed for a few seconds.

Okay.

There. It says...

Okay. Move the cursor down and select "safe mode."

Done.

The technician doesn't understand what happened.

-He can't make it work-- -No, don't tell me this will last.

I'm not saying that. We'll fix it as soon as possible.

This hotel has everything to prevent this kind of situation. Am I wrong?

I know, I know. I don't know what's happening.

Now type "/".

One second.

Done.

Nothing can go wrong in this hotel.

Absolutely nothing.

-Are you aware? -I am perfectly aware.

If so, don't fuck with me.

I don't know what's happening. It's taking too long to download.

It's halfway through.

I'm not sure. Maybe some of the hotel's routers

were damaged when Batman cut off the energy.

That's why it's going slow.

As soon as we fix this, fire that technician.

Roger, Lorenzo.

First, hire another one. A better one.

This cannot happen ever again.

Come fucking on.

Do you know about this?

-Who do you take me for? -Okay.

Ah...

Oh, God! Thank you.

Thank you.

It's going faster.

I'm going to tell Gallardo

that I'm going there right now to apologize in person

to everyone trapped in the elevator.

Done.

Good. Landero, access the program you just downloaded

and type the code I'm going to tell you.

And don't forget to fire the technician.

Don't you worry. I'll do both things.

And forgive me, Lorenzo.

XZR, 54, 79, 8, Q,

67, 88, 930...

Forty-two, Y, W,

S, K, 35.

-Press enter. -There.

Okay, now you've got to hide the program.

Open the task manager.

In the desktop, right click the icon of the program you downloaded

and select "delete."

Marlene.

I need you to get me through with the maintenance manager

and someone from HR, please.

I'm sorry for the delay.

You don't need to apologize. Is everything okay?

No, it's not. Lorenzo is really mad.

That's extremely dangerous.

Wait. Marlene.

Yeah, I'll wait.

I'm really sorry about the energy incident,

interrupting our conversation.

Don't worry about it.

We'll catch up some day.

Don't even doubt it.

Yes, Fede.

Wait, I'll send you the files.

Seeing this,

I wonder which will be harder,

getting into Hugo's office or Samuel's house.

I don't know what we're gonna do.

These assholes have no weaknesses.

Yeah.

And there's also Gregorio.

A federal judge?

There won't be any cracks in his security.

We won't lose anything by going to his house.

Who knows? There might be something, no?

I don't know...

Are you following me?

Last night, I noticed something strange.

There's something in the way you look at me.

I know.

You like me, right?

That was a joke.

No, I wasn't expecting to see you.

Don't come to my house, then.

Your house? You live here?

Right here.

-Yeah. -Oh.

How's your hand?

We were worried. Is it any better?

Look.

Like nothing happened. It was nothing.

Everything's fine.

May I ask why you are here?

Of course.

My real estate agent

recommended this area.

She said it's the best because...

Well, since I'd like to move my business here,

I should settle somewhere. That's why.

Do you live around here?

Okay.

Hey.

Are all of them with you?

Eh, yes.

I need someone to cheer me on, right?

As I ride my bike.

Are you by yourself?

Lorenzo said that you always have a bodyguard with you.

Usually, yes.

But I'm here because it's a safe area.

It is safe, right?

Don't tell me it's not, or I won't buy anything here.

There's no safe place in this day and age.

Yeah.

Well, I'll take a shower before going to my office.

Duty calls.

See you tonight. You owe us a rematch.

Sure. Why not?

See you.

I'm almost sure Epifanio will keep his word.

It's in his best interests.

Did he say when your son will return?

Tomorrow.

Tell me something.

If this happens, when can we leave this place?

As soon as possible.

Luckily, it can happen before the week ends.

Okay. What, then?

What about Epifanio?

You are planning to continue what my father was doing, right?

If you mean looking for a way to bring him down,

you can be sure I will.

Actually,

right now, I'm looking for someone capable of doing Vanessa's job.

That's going to be hard.

Unless you find him a mistress.

Tell me why

Epifanio is protecting Teresa Mendoza.

She's trying to find something for him.

Sensitive material against the DEA.

That's the reason he got her out of jail.

Anyway,

let's focus on what's next, your escape.

I'll need your help for that.

Yes, yes. What do you need me to do?

Help me find the right moment.

This is a matter of intelligence, not strength.

How likely is this to work?

It won't be easy,

but we will succeed.

We have to succeed.

Otherwise, I'll lose my son.

When is that Eloy guy coming?

According to what they said, everything's set up

for this to happen quickly.

What could Ruben have shown that guy on the video?

Something big for them

to bring some guy all the way from Germany.

It's a long trip, man.

Maybe it's a tomb.

A pre-Columbian burial ground.

Something you can't just move to Cusco

or too fragile to move.

You know what? I'll bring better binoculars to see closer.

Be right back.

Don't fucking move! On the ground! Quickly!

Move!

Come on.

WASHINGTON D.C., U.S.

And...

I printed this picture just for you.

In case you want to compile a photo album for your girlfriend.

There's a bit of everything here.

These three are bankers,

investors,

these two are in the oil industry,

lawyers...

There's people from all around the country.

I don't understand something.

What do these people have in common?

Besides being millionaires.

-I don't understand. -Listen,

rich people were born rich.

Maybe they've known each other for years.

They may have gathered for a new business, to make more money, I don't know.

What's so weird about millionaires meeting at a house?

Maybe it's a clandestine meeting.

That makes sense, but...

is it?

I don't know.

I found out that none of them flew privately.

All of them took commercial flights.

None is staying at luxury hotels in Washington.

That means...

What did she say?

Did she say why?

She's not doubting us, right?

Could she have found out we've been following her?

No, no, no. If she suspected, she wouldn't have called.

Eh...

Okay, no.

Nothing.

You seem anxious.

Is there anything worrying you?

No, maybe I'm just nervous

because I'm going to see Güicho tomorrow.

I haven't seen him in a long time. I may be more excited than usual.

Mm-hmm.

We talked about reducing your medicine dosage,

but after your father's death,

I don't think it's wise.

Doctor, these last few days, I haven't had the need

to take the sedatives.

They confuse me.

They make me sleep too much.

I understand.

Genoveva, traumatic events

can cause different reactions.

They could even trigger self-destructive behaviors.

If you're talking about attempting suicide,

that never crosses my mind, not at all.

I want you to understand that.

Well, that's a great beginning.

What about your grief?

Being able to put feelings into words is always a good thing.

Well...

lots of sadness...

emptiness,

loneliness, and...

rage in particular.

Lots of rage.

Have you thought about that episode again?

Suicide? No.

No, I...

I wake up thinking about it,

I go to sleep thinking about it,

but I can't remember anything about it.

Have you thought about that hypnosis treatment I mentioned?

That could do you some good, help you remember.

That's not all. You may understand what happened that day.

Yeah.

It may help us leave that page behind.

Good.

Let's use tomorrow's session to begin.

What? Tomorrow? That soon?

I don't see any reason to wait.

See you tomorrow.

Thank you, doctor.

Someone will escort you.

Yes, I'm looking at her right now.

Relax and continue doing your part.

She doesn't seem to be in a hurry.

Very well.

Tell us if she leaves, okay?

Bye.

Okay, let's continue.

Julieta doesn't seem to have any intention on going back to the office.

Let's say Julieta went back right now and opened her computer.

What would she see?

She'd see someone controlling the computer remotely.

This directory is named "CSN Clients." That sounds like the casino, right?

Mm-hmm.

It says "Samuel Gravier."

These say "Hugo Dorfman and Gregorio Ocampo."

-Yes. -There they are. Which one first?

-Samuel? -Samuel.

Okay.

Um, there's a list of his preferred drinks,

the time he usually goes to the casino,

and...

What are these numbers?

It looks like the average of his bets, his wins, and his loses.

What's that red part at the bottom?

"Estefania Oliveros, 2,600 dollars."

That's all there is?

No. That's where the document ends.

I'll check Hugo Dorfman's.

There's the same red text here, Estefania Oliveros.

Same amount, 2,600 dollars.

Check Gregorio's.

Same thing.

Maybe a player they owe that money to?

No. All three combined would be 7,800 dollars.

That's too little compared to what they usually bet.

Hmm.

That means that

breaking into Julieta's computer was completely pointless.

No, it means that

we need to get Julieta to talk, and the only way to achieve that

is for you to continue playing that seduction game of yours.

Julieta is many things, but she's not naive.

She won't talk just because.

Maybe...

we could give her a slight nudge towards talking, no?

We found them on road, 0.3 miles from here.

They were spying this way.

They were all armed and these two speak weird.

Who are you?

What are you looking for?

Why is that important?

They promised everything is under control.

Calm down.

Then we'll call Ruben and cancel everything.

Calm down.

The important thing is that we caught them.

What if they're from the police? They've seen our faces.

Do we just let them go?

There's not policemen. They're clearly foreigners.

They could be anything except policemen. Call Eloy and tell him everything.

He'll decide what to do.

Get outside.

Move, hands in the air.

Move slowly.

Come on, slowly.

I don't want any surprises.

Outside.

Slowly.

Please don't.

How many men will this Eloy bring?

I don't know.

I swear, I don't know.

Listen, son.

Where's the camp you were taking the archeologist to? Talk now.

I don't know. I don't.

I swear, I don't. Please don't shoot.

I won't shoot as long as you help us.

I don't know. Do you understand?

I don't know where's that camp.

All I know is that I had orders to bring him here,

and then--

That's Eloy.

Is our guest there?

Answer, quickly.

-Anton. -What's wrong?

Muzzle and tie him.

Yes, he's here.

Be ready. I'll be there in five minutes.

We're done. Let's leave.

On the ground.

No.

No? What are you talking about?

What if they have 20,000 men out there?

We can't fight against that many. Are you crazy?

We won't fight.

What the hell are you saying?

Go hide Matos' car.

Quickly. We haven't got much time.

This man...

Anton.

Okay, then.

ON THE NEXT EPISODE

Hello.

Do you have it?

I told you I would, right?

There it is. A precise dose.

The zombie drug.

Do you think Danilo wants to make her his?

He'll help us. It's just that he won't know he's doing so.

It's not jealousy.

You went overboard.

I'm sorry about the mess, guys. Things got out of control.

Eh, I need your boss.

She's not here.

I could swear I just heard her voice.

-Why aren't they leaving? -This place is too well guarded.

You walked into the lion's den.

Before killing them, he'll have his fun with them.

Particularly the little girls.

And it will be your fault, you fucking idiot.

Subtitle translation by: Roberto Tijerina