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-What's the hurry?
-I made a deal with a French company.

I'm going to sell them tons of flour
from your wheat for many years.

My whole harvest
is promised to a factory in Soria.

What if I could pay you double
what he's going to pay you?

You must be pleased.

Claudia's left. The whole farm for you.

-You're being unfair.
-You know what's unfair?

Claudia, a real Cervantes, has nothing!

-I saw you in the factory.
-Anyone else would've beaten us up.

This is over.

Custodio, he's getting married to Inés.

The French have let me down.
They won't buy my flour.

-I can't pay you anything.
-Do your part, pay us.

That's what you wanted.
Gain Manuel's trust, then ruin his crop.

Now,

he has to mortgage the farm,
or sell it at a loss.

A bus ticket?

Either you leave,
or I'll cut off your balls.

They donated all their wheat crop.
They've managed to save the farm.

-You've managed to unite them even more.
-Shut up!

PAINT STRIPPER

Manuel!

BETWEEN LANDS

Do you want some more juice?

Good morning, Sagrario. How are you?

We're okay, son.

-And how is María?
-Not good.

She's barely opened her mouth
since we got back from the cemetery.

Get up from there.

Excuse me?

That's Manuel's place, get up.

-I'm sorry, I didn't know.
-Nico, let's go in the garden.

José, will you have breakfast?

No, I'll go,
I don't want to be a nuisance.

I just came to offer my help
for anything you might need.

Selling the farm, moving, whatever it is.

What are you saying?

Listen, María.
I was talking to José last night.

We had taken it for granted
that you would come to Almeria with us.

I'm not going anywhere.

We'll take Nicolás too. If he's a son
to you, I'll love him like a grandchild.

No!

My darling, nothing's keeping you here,
only bad memories.

-Come back home.
-I'm already home!

Don't mind her, José.
She doesn't know what she's saying.

Of course she can't stay here alone
with those two little ones.

Especially since...

Never mind.

What, José?

Speak, for God's sake, you can trust me.

I swore to María

I wouldn't talk about this.

But Manuel's absence has changed things.

María.

Forgive me.

I know this isn't the best time, but...

I don't understand
why you didn't trust me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I also know it's not easy to talk
about this with your mother.

But, darling, you didn't even try.

What do you mean?

José told me everything.

It hurt me.

It hurts me
that I had to hear it from him.

-He doesn't know what he's talking about.
-I think he does.

Anyway,

the important thing is
that little one could still have a father.

We didn't get to talk at the burial.

I have neither the time nor the desire.

-You won't accept my condolences?
-There's nothing to say.

Believe it or not,

I know exactly how you feel.

They're arriving soon.

I want the exit through the roof
to the tank.

-Yes, sir.
-José.

Don't you ever mess with my mother again!
You had no right to say anything!

I only wanted to help.

No. Help, how? I'm sick of it!

This child is Manuel's.

Manuel is the father.

Of course he's the father.

María, he always will be.
That's what it'll say on the documents.

But, unfortunately,
Manuel is no longer here.

Who will take care
of playing with that child, raising it?

Are you really going to let
his father be a photograph

instead of a real man
who can hug him every morning?

I...

I'll do it.

Because this baby won't have
half the love, it'll have double.

-Let's talk about this when you're calmer.
-I have never been more lucid in my life.

I'm not leaving here, to be clear.

My child will grow up
on its family's land.

A woman can't manage a farm alone.

María, you're drowning
and I'm offering you my hand to help you.

Think about it!

María.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Can we talk?

-I'm not feeling well. Another time, Gabi.
-I'm sorry for how I behaved with him.

I didn't hate him, I swear.

The best thing to do
is disassemble it into pieces.

And to the scrapyard.

Help me take it inside.
I don't want my sister to see it.

Wait.

The death of your husband
wasn't an accident.

Someone caused a mechanical failure.

-Are you sure?
-Totally.

One of our experts
analyzed the damaged tank.

It's lucky your brother noticed it.

Someone less discerning
would've seen a piece of scrap metal.

Don't worry.

We are on our way to arrest the suspect.

Do you know who it is?

It's someone

who felt a deep hatred for your husband.

Move aside!

Someone who had a motive
and an opportunity.

And above all, someone who had the means.

Make way. Step aside, please!

Come in.

Open the cupboard.

The paint stripper used
to tamper with the bike

is industrial
and difficult to get hold of.

We reviewed the inventories
of all the factories in the region,

and there's only one order that matches.

The inventory said
there were four bottles of paint stripper.

There's one missing.

I don't know, I didn't take it.

You're the only one
that has the keys to this room.

If you ask me, you could see it coming.
There's been bad blood for a long time.

Money issues
bring out the worst in people.

Sancho! Help me. Three coffees.

Goodness me,
with everything you've got going on...

And now Gabi's been arrested for murder.
You could knock me down with a feather.

How are you, María?

Wishing this nightmare would end.

Do you think he's guilty?

The sergeant is convinced,

but my heart says it wasn't him.

Me too.

They were friends since infancy.

However angry they were,
he couldn't have killed him.

Look. Unfortunately,
the town has already condemned him.

The Civil Guard will have no trouble
getting a confession, even a false one.

Without Claudia, the poor man
has lost his will to fight.

Iván.

I heard you had a baby.

Let's see if we raise salaries soon,
which you will need.

Rafael, try not to let rumors spread,
let's see if we can all forget it.

Okay? Good.

Guillermo.

Cheer up.

It'll all be fine.

I'm planning on buying
a factory in Switzerland.

Who knows? You might have to take charge.

The Civil Guard should know
you lied to Guillermo.

You also have keys
to all the cupboards in this factory.

What do you mean?

I was just thinking

that all this has been
very beneficial for you, hasn't it?

Gabi kills Manuel...

and you're left with a clear path.

How can you accuse me of that?

Enough beating around the bush! Did you
tamper with Manuel's bike? Yes or no?

Justa.

Why would I do that?

Manuel and I had sorted our our problems.

But you and I know that's not true.
You were furious,

because you tried to ruin him
but he outsmarted you.

It's no surprise María preferred him.

You don't measure up
to the sole of his shoes.

You can spout as many lies as you want.

It'll be your word against mine.

That of a businessman and that of a widow
with no reputation and no job.

You're fired.

Get out of here!

Five minutes.

What are you doing here?

My aunt explained everything to me
over the phone.

I was arrested a few hours ago. You can't
have got back from Vigo so quickly.

To tell the truth,
I was already on my way.

I tried to make it for Manuel's funeral,
but the bus got a puncture in Burgos.

I had to come back.

After all,
Manuel was part of my family too.

Claudia,

I swear I didn't kill him.

The day laborers say
you threatened to kill him.

-They're talking about nothing else.
-Yes, I did, but...

Because of what happened.

For how he treated you.

But I'm innocent.

Tell me you believe me.

Of course I believe you.

I've missed you so much.

Are you back to stay?

I came to help you.

Where's Nicolás?

Asleep.

Mom went to bed with him.
She's been very worried all day.

I think she's heard the rumors.
She knows his death wasn't an accident.

No, it's not that.

I don't know what it is.
She won't tell me.

But it's not that.

Sit down, Luisa.

You should have trusted us.

I was ashamed.

You didn't do anything wrong.

But it scares me to think
this child could be José's.

I never would've thought that José

would be capable
of pressuring you like that.

Let's talk frankly.

How many times did you sleep with José?

Once?

-And with Manuel?
-Many times.

Well then, math.

Blood doesn't matter.

What matters is the feeling.

And that child is Manuel's.

Mom wants me to go back to Almería.

-And to let José take care of everything.
-No way. I'll talk to her.

She tries to help, but she still
doesn't trust how strong you are.

Do you know what would really help me?

What?

If José left me in peace. That would help.

I know.

I can help you with that.

José!

Can I have a word? It's about María.

Of course. I wanted to talk about her too.

Let's see what we can do
to bring her to her senses.

It's you who needs to come to your senses.

Go back to Almería.

And leave my sister alone.
She doesn't need anyone to think for her.

I didn't expect this.

What?

You to be ungrateful.

After everything I've done for you.
After making you my right-hand man.

That doesn't give you the right
to be in my sister's life.

Guillermo, if you don't obey me,
I'll have to make some decisions.

Are you threatening me?

No.

No.

I'm just a businessman.

He finishes his day, leaves the factory,

and he goes to the tavern to have a beer.
Or two, or three.

And you know what?

I could start to talk
to someone from the town.

Talk about you.

And that special little friend of ours
who ran away.

And you know the bad thing
about small towns?

Rumors spread like wildfire.

I don't care what the town says.

You don't care?

And your mom?

Care about her?

Poor Sagrario. Hasn't she already
had enough unpleasantness?

How much pain can that poor woman endure?

Guillermo.

Go on, back to work.

You have a visitor.

Tell José I don't want to see him.

It's not José. It's a woman.

I've cleaned these frames
hundreds of times.

I've only just realized
I have no photos of Manuel.

What do you want?

Gabi didn't kill your husband.

It was someone else.

Who?

You know already.

What does your gut say?

That you've lied to me
ever since I met you.

José wouldn't be capable of doing that.

Your instinct tells you it was him?

Listen to it.

As he wasn't able to ruin you,
or destroy your marriage,

he crossed all the lines.

Want to see it with your own eyes?

He has a burn on his left hand
from a corrosive liquid.

I don't need to explain anything else.

-A burn isn't proof.
-No, it isn't.

That's why I need your help
to find something that will be.

María, I'm not asking to be friends,
because we never will be.

But I need us to join forces
for justice to be done.

Why should I trust you?

For Manuel.

Get out of my house.

They're beautiful.

They're for Manuel.

I didn't know you were back.

I'm so sorry I didn't get back
in time for the burial.

I'm sorry I couldn't make peace
with Manuel.

For what it's worth, he also believed
that the situation was unfair.

He really did want
to share the land with you.

Thank you.

But now there's something
more important than the land.

I need you to help me save Gabi.

I know Gabi is innocent.

But to show it, I have to trust someone
who tried to ruin my life.

Sometimes we have to put aside differences
to do what we have to do.

The workers leave the factory
in ten minutes.

It's the perfect moment
to catch José alone.

We have to find proof
that links him to the motorbike accident.

What about the burn you saw?

That doesn't prove anything.
He could make something up.

We need something else
to take to the Civil Guard.

There's a little room
attached to his office.

If anything could incriminate him,
it'll be there.

What exactly are we looking for?

If we find another bottle
of paint stripper,

we may be able to show
that Gabi wasn't the only one with access.

The sergeant said one was missing.

It'd be a bit clumsy of him
to have kept them.

Let's go.

-You're not well. We can wait.
-No. Gabi has no time.

Tomorrow they take him to court.

One moment, María. We have two problems.

What?

Firstly,
I don't have a key to the factory.

José fired me.
He's hired a security guard.

Who?

-Sebas, a day laborer.
-The Basque guy?

-Yes.
-I know him. I'll take care of it.

-Sebas! How are you?
-What are you doing here?

Hey, I'm really sorry about Gabi.
I believe he's innocent.

Thanks. That's why I'm here,
to get things from his locker.

-Go on in.
-Want one?

-No, I can't, I'm starting my shift now.
-Go on. You can stand here for a moment.

-It's just...
-Go on!

Go on, then.

Listen...

I told Gabi several times that he couldn't
go accusing Manuel in public.

-Yeah.
-In front of everyone.

That no matter how good friends they were,
Manuel was still a landowner.

And secondly?

The room next to the office is locked.

-We have to get the key.
-I've thought of a way.

I don't think you'll like it.

Hi.

Hi.

Can we talk?

Of course.

I wanted to say sorry.
I was really unfair to you.

You've had a change of heart.

Don't listen to what I said to you.

I was in pieces, I wasn't myself.

I know you just wanted to help me,
and I repaid you with cruel words.

It can't have been easy for you.

I understand.

Do you forgive me?

María.

-I'm really sorry.
-There's nothing to forgive.

Will you see me out?

Of course.

-I need the bathroom.
-It's here, I'll take you.

No, it's fine. I'll be right back.

I'll entertain him, you search the office.

The more time, the better.

Are you sure you're alright?

María.

Yes.

Remember when I'd come to meet you
from work and we'd walk along the beach?

Of course I do.

I miss those times.

-Sometimes I want to travel back in time.
-Me too.

Hey, shall we continue this at my house,
where we can relax?

Of course. I just have to go up.
I'm expecting a call from a colleague.

You know what?

I think you're right.

Looking after the land,

raising the children,

looking after the house...
I can't do it alone.

And these children will need a father.

I don't know, maybe not
from one day to the next, but...

as time goes by and the wounds heal,

maybe we could think about...

Well, being together.
If you can be patient with me, of course.

I'll be the most patient man in the world.

-Let's smoke another, don't let me down.
-I can't, Claudia.

Come upstairs a moment.
I'll make the call and we'll keep talking.

-Does it have to be now?
-I'm afraid so.

-Yeah?
-It'll just be a moment.

I'll just be five minutes.

Where are my keys?

Did you hear that?

-No, I didn't hear anything.
-I'm going to see, okay?

It must be in your head. I have
good hearing and I didn't hear anything.

Wait.

María.

-Are you okay?
-No, I'm fine.

Stand up.

What's that wound?

Why are you really here?

Sebas, wait!

María...

María!

We have to take this to the Civil Guard.
He tried to burn the gloves,

but his initials are embroidered on them.

-I'll kill you, you bitch.
-Don't go near her.

I'm sure they'll find traces
of paint stripper.

-The same as what wounded his hand.
-You disgust me.

-I hope you rot in jail...
-María.

María, are you okay?

María.

Sebas, get the truck.
We have to get her to the hospital. María.

It's okay.

Easy now.

María.

Something's not right. María.

Okay.

María

She's bleeding. Something's not right.

-María, don't go to sleep.
-Hold on.

-Say something.
-It's okay.

-Hey.
-María.

-María.
-María.

María, stay with us, please.

María!

María, please! María!

Where is it?

It's okay, darling.

-It's okay.
-Where's the baby?

Hi!

Someone just woke up. Just like her mommy.

Here.

What a scare we had last night, María.

When they brought you in.

You'd lost a lot of blood, darling. A lot.

I can hardly remember any of it.

You were a real fighter.

Two pushes and this beauty was out.

Hello.

Well, have you decided what to name her?

Manuela.

Like her father.

She's looking at you.

Hello.

Nicolás.

Want to meet your sister?

Look.

-Hello.
-Hello.

She's called Manuela.

-Hi, Manuela.
-Come here.

Say hi.

Mom. Come here, little one,

Come to Grandma.

-Did they tell you about José?
-Claudia told me everything.

I'm so sorry.

I should have realized.

Look.

I'm not going to let

anyone hurt you, ever again.

I promise.

I don't need anyone to protect me.

If you come to visit us more often,
that's enough.

Visit you?

I'm staying here with you all.

No.

You deserve a happy ending.

I'm happy here.

You're going to Barcelona.

-Barcelona?
-Barcelona.

Come here.

The Civil Guard called me.
It seems José confessed everything.

As they suspected, he sabotaged the bike
by putting paint stripper in the tank.

But he didn't expect
the liquid to be so corrosive

that it would destroy his gloves
and harm his skin.

To get rid of the evidence,
he tried to burn them in the brazier.

It's lucky Justa found the remains.

So I wanted to thank you.

Thank you, for helping Gabi.

How is he?

Better.

It has affected him, but he'll recover.

And you?

Just deciding
whether to pack my bags or not.

Maybe this

will help you decide.

What is it?

Half of the Cervantes' possessions.

They're in your name
and signed by a notary.

Maria, thank you, but I don't know
if I am good enough to be a patroness.

That's the best part,
you don't have to be.

And neither do I.

José said something that made me think.

He was convinced that a woman alone
couldn't take care of a farm and land.

-That man was an asshole.
-Of course.

But he was kind of right.

Neither a man alone
nor a woman alone could do it.

So I've been looking into
different cooperatives that work abroad.

And, in the end,
the idea isn't so different

from the money we shared
from the wheat crop.

I don't know.

I think we're stronger together.

Don't you think?

She's beautiful.

Want to hold her?

No.

They arrested José near Guadalajara.

The remnants of the glove and the burn
matched the paint stripper corrosion.

So at last, they got a confession.

Apparently the police in Germany
was looking for him too.

He was involved in shady business,

that's how he made
so much money so quickly.

He'll spend the rest of his life in jail.

I'm glad.

-Justa, I want to thank...
-María.

I came to say goodbye.

I'm leaving town.

Where will you go?

I don't know yet.

But definitely a big city.

I've always dreamt of that
and I think it's time.

Before you go,
I want to give you something.

Thank you.

-Can I?
-Of course.

ONE YEAR LATER

Manuel, my love,

it has been a year today that you left.

Many have gone
to lay flowers on your grave,

but I prefer to stay here,

in the place I became your wife.

Many things have happened in your absence,

but we're all well.
Our children are growing by the day.

Nicolás has started school.

His teacher says he'll soon be
at the top of the class.

We took him
to see another doctor in Madrid.

He gave him a different medicine,
and he hasn't had any more seizures.

And Manuela... Every time I miss you,
I just have to look into her eyes,

identical to yours.

Regarding our friends and family,
they too have moved on with their lives.

My mother and sister
decided to stay here with me.

But they go to Madrid
every time she has to shoot.

This year she got a role
in a big director's film.

And she's getting offers
for leading roles.

The one who didn't stay
at the farm was my brother,

but for good reason,

the best of them all.

Luisa and I got him a ticket to Barcelona

and helped him find Custodio.

We told my mom he's living with a friend.

But I'm sure that, deep down,

she knows the truth and understands.

Claudia and I got the support
of the women in town.

Abroad they call it a "cooperative."

We are not yet covered by the law here,
but it's a matter of time.

You can't stop the future.

Your uncle would find it hard to admit,

but he had the best heir
right under his nose.

She and Gabi gave it another go,
but they still have their ups and downs.

And I...

I'm still not okay.

But I will be.

Don Ramón is interested in your sister.

Choose me.

We're not done.

You and I have a deal.

In a few months I will have done my part.

I couldn't have chosen
a better wife for Manuel.

Because, thanks to you,

having lived between lands,

I finally understand
that the place you belong

doesn't have to be the place you're born.

Will you be my wife
from today until forever?

You may kiss the bride.

We lost so much time.

We'll have to make up for it.

Yeah?

You know I really love you?

María, you're going to have my baby.

Our land is the place where our family is,
our biological family.

And our chosen family,

the people you love and care about.

That's the legacy
your uncle was looking for,

feeling that you're in the place
where you belong,

that you're home.

Subtitle translation by: Bridget Ochocka