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Coming.

Coming.

Come on, wake up. Come on.

Come on. Wake up.

Madam?

You can go.

I'll ask you one more time, Franco.

And I expect you to tell me the truth.

Did you kill Gonzalo as we agreed?

Answer me!

Did you kill your brother?

3 YEARS EARLIER

Hello.

Is your leg hurting, Arag�n?

I want to see my lawyer.

You won't get into a bad mood.

You know you are in deep shit, right?

Yes.

You know.

You know you're a heartbeat away...

from being incriminated in a number of murders...

which could only be rivaled by a genocidal dictator.

-Let me tell you a story. -I don't know who you are.

I'm a professional. A responsible tax payer.

I have a right to see a lawyer.

Arag�n, it's a short story.

Trust me.

It's as long as a sigh.

My name is Mario Sorga.

Remember the name. Sorga, with an S.

When I was 8 years old, for political motivations

which are not relevant...

I lived in fear.

A kind of fear you get used to...

after some time.

First, I lived in the house of a friend of my dad, then another.

Then in the house of a friend of my mom. And so on...

until I went to live with my grandparents.

I lived with them for a while. Until one afternoon.

That afternoon...

my grandfather who was dying, a victim of a terminal cancer...

was alone, yelling, and my grandmother was out to give something to my dad

who was doing who knows what.

And as we three had an emergency protocol,

due to the constant threats,

I ran out looking for my grandmother.

To tell her about my grandfather, of course.

But suddenly, something surprised me.

First, I heard a noise.

Yes, a noise. And then... a scream.

At first, I didn't know what to do. So, I went into something

that today we call...

a panic room.

In fact, it was nothing more than a service bathroom

separated only by a metallic door.

Arag�n...

you don't know how things sounded

inside of that bathroom. Probably because of that metallic door.

The last memory I have of my grandmother...

is a...

delicate moan.

I guess I only remember that so I don't get frightened. No.

That and a noise.

A stabbing sound.

Do you know why a grandmother's love is beyond compare?

Because it is a short love.

It's a love that lasts...

as long as a sigh.

Like this story.

That kid that obviously was me...

found his grandmother dead...

with the same tattoo as Garrido.

Exactly the same number.

And that kid and I still hear...

that stabbing sound.

Do you hear it, Arag�n?

What do you want?

To remember your grandmother and to cry together?

No. No.

No.

I want you to know

that you aren't safe, in here or outside.

If you go out, I'll find you.

And when I find you...

I'll make you suffer every day...

for 35 years.

Did you think that nobody was going to find you?

I know who you all are.

I want all of you on the outside.

Because I want to have fun with you.

I want to play with all of you as if you were elephants.

I want to hunt you down.

And I will kill you. One by one.

In the name of all the people you killed.

For all the time you made us suffer.

And for fun.

Sorga, with an S.

Rodr�guez, he's all yours.

It's a pity what happened to Garrido.

I didn't kill her, really.

-Garrido didn't deserve to die. -Don't even mention her name.

-It must've been the others. -Which others?

Like Icarus who flew so close to the sun that he burned his wings...

Garrido...

was so close to the truth.

I never would've killed her. Never.

You are all trash, but she was like an angel.

Wait a moment, please.

Leave him!

Calm down! Calm down!

There are witnesses that this son of a bitch beat me up.

Hey, hey, stop!

Come on. Let's go. Let's go!

We'll press charges.

This is abuse of power. You'll have to find another job.

Easy.

Walk slowly.

This weekend: Community State Fair.

Cakes, Danishes, craft beer, 80 Patagonian lambs.

At Jacinto G�mez Pedernera Folklore Club.

And the Caribbean heat of the Sonora Guachipato band.

Choc�n Municipality.

Welcome, DA. The mayor is waiting for you. Go ahead.

-Hi. -Welcome, Mr. DA.

-I was waiting for you. Please. -My pleasure. Do I sit here?

-Do you want some mate? -It's so cold I can't say no.

That's what I'm talking about.

As long as I'm here, I'm entirely at your disposal

for whatever you need.

It's a pleasure having you here.

You have become a very famous prosecutor,

and also quite controversial.

Those are the rules of the game. You know how it is.

-Could I take a selfie? -No, no.

No. I'd rather have no pictures.

Let me be blunt. I don't want to waste your time, don't make me waste mine.

Please. What can I do?

I come with specific orders from the Secretary of Justice

to arrest Mrs. Teresa Garmendia.

The arrest must be executed immediately and with the utmost secrecy.

Look, the secretary can't ask me that.

Not under these circumstances and with that wacko on the loose.

Over the next three days we're hosting the Community State Fair.

-Do you know who you are talking about? -Do you know what she does for a living?

Look, I'm a mayor not a judge.

Besides, this lady is a benefactor of the event,

and a personal friend.

I don't give a shit about your personal relationship with her. If she's a friend,

if you owe her money, if she pays your whores, I don't care.

I don't take no as an answer.

-They want a head. It could be yours. -No.

Okay, then.

This wacko, this killer, works with Teresa Garmendia.

That's why we have to arrest her.

You don't have to do anything. It's been arranged. I just want your collaboration.

If you collaborate, the secretary will be very happy.

I just ask one favor.

Let me call her. That's all I ask.

To see if I can make her talk to you.

You know what you have to do.

Excuse me.

Well, Mrs. Garmendia has a proposal for you.

She says she doesn't want to ruin our festivities,

-and that she'll collaborate. -Good.

Pour me another, please.

You work for Bernal, right?

Yes, at the DA's office.

But you know he didn't kill her.

Sorry, what I meant to say is that you know that this Lucio didn't kill her.

And even so, you can't control your emotions and anger.

I don't understand what you're trying to say.

What I want to say is:

Why don't you stop playing the victim and take control of things?

Sorry.

Agent Sorga. Mario Sorga. It's a pleasure.

Very soon you'll need me.

And I'll need Franco Bernal.

I don't get what you mean.

Rodr�guez, what would you say if I told you that between you and I,

we can solve a 35-year-old mystery?

What would you say if I promised you

that between you and me,

we could not only solve Garrido's murder,

but that we could also solve the murders...

of another 73 tattooed women?

I'd say I want to know more.

Whenever you want.

-Hi, Dad. -Rosario, I need a favor.

-Go to the town's church. -How do you know I'm here?

I don't have time for explanations.

Do what I say and don't ask questions.

Go to the church and ask for Sister Paula.

-What are you talking about, Dad? -Make sure nobody follows you.

I love you, dear.

It's done. She'll go.

You have the same look you had that day.

But less pale.

I guess at that time you weren't thinking of having a child, least of all with me.

Through all these years, I knew many men

and I learned to decipher their glances.

To know what they wanted before they opened their mouths.

There were thousands.

Thousands.

But your look...

I can't forget it.

Listen...

how was I supposed to look

when you told me I had to take care of her because you didn't want to raise her?

-Do you know where memory is located? -Now you're being metaphoric.

It looks like you had time to read good books.

Between the heart and the mind!

And believe me, it's a very hard road.

And it took me a long time to traverse it, with a lot of pain.

And I know that for a long time I'll continue on that road.

No mother can recover

-from abandoning a child. -Why do you say that?

I couldn't do anything. You know that, Alfredo!

It was best for her. Wasn't it?

You didn't want anything to do with me! And I was a slave!

-Did you forget? -I don't want to talk about the past.

I brought her to you. She's here. Now, take me to him.

How long will I be here?

It's almost over. Remain calm. It's all done.

What's next?

All will be kept in the family.

I'll deliver you to your brother,

and your brother will deliver somebody to me

-to whom I owe some explanations. -I don't understand.

So, you're the famous Agent H.

Your mother...

abandoned you...

when you were three days old.

And we took care of you for a couple of months...

until your father came for you.

The woman...

who abandoned you is just the one who gave birth to you.

Your mother is the one who raised you.

It's the one that took care of you.

Your biological mother is a shouting silence.

And even if you share the same blood,

you're different.

I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing here.

No. Not really.

We're both here because of the same problem.

Larissa screwed us both.

Well, it's the second time for me. It seems I never learn.

This is what you're going to do.

With your mouth shut...

you'll be handed over to Franco in exchange for Rosario.

And everything will be as it was supposed to be again.

Why will you hand over Rosario?

-In exchange for what? To take her where? -It's none of your business.

I want to thank you for saving her life.

I won't forget it.

I care for Rosario.

And I imagine that you care, too.

If that's really so, and you want her to be happy,

you're making a mistake. She'll only suffer with Franco.

Unfortunately, thanks to you,

I can't negotiate with him.

Are you okay?

Today I learned that my mother abandoned me in this town's church.

I met the nun that took care of me as a baby.

I have to find my mother.

Do you want to meet her?

I want the truth.

Sometimes, the truth can be very painful.

To know what you had with Gonzalo kills me.

You didn't come just to see how I am.

What do you want?

I want you to do something for me.

Please.

He wants Rosario.

In exchange, she'll give us the wacko. And things will be as they should.

-Now it's Bernal's turn. -That doesn't put me at ease.

I'm here. Please, have faith.

We'll lose her, Alfredo.

We'll lose her for being a couple of cowards.

We should've prepared her for this moment we knew was coming. And we didn't.

Stop it, Isabel, please. Have faith.

Our involvement in this can't be known.

I'm trying to come up with the best strategy.

We have to be the first to deliver this information.

Well, I trust you. You do it very well.

-How was she? -Tired.

-Is she still beautiful? -We aren't the only ones life ran over.

-What are you thinking? -About her.

If I ever saw her.

If we ever crossed paths.

And you?

Where are you taking me?

If you touch her, I'll kill everybody! Do you hear me? I'll kill everybody!

Hi.

That's Gonzalo.

Go to the pier.

-What is all this? -You want the truth? You'll find it there.

Hi, Rosario. I know you were thinking

you were going to see Gonzalo, but in fact,

you'll meet me.

I planned everything.

I needed to see you face-to-face.

To tell you some things.

I need you to know certain things.

I need to see you.

Easy, Rosario.

Nothing will happen.

Everything will be all right. Stay calm.

Get in.

-You'll give her to that woman? -If you want her to be okay, get in.

3 YEARS LATER

So much time, Franco. So much time.

So much time together.

We saw you grow from being an obscure DA,

politically skilled, of course...

To future president of the country's senate.

We saw your son grow up, we saw Rosario fall in love with you.

And you even proposed to her. All because we were together.

And now it turns out that everything crumbles in 72 hours.

And on TV, the media that made our names,

everything crumbles.

We'll have to start over.

Together again doing the dirty work.

Like old times.

Yes. Yes.

We have to kill them all.

"We have to kill them all."

We couldn't do it then, but we'll kill our own blood now?

We'll do it. We have to do it. We'll win.

Okay.

But one by one.

And nobody will know anything.

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