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Historia de un Clan is a fictional series inspired by real events

that took place in Argentina during the 1980s.

Certain characters, names and situations have been altered for dramatic purposes.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

Does Mom know?

If you keep on acting like the dumbest of sons,

you'll see what happens.

Ouch! Don't be a brute, Daddy.

For this last phase, no one in the family is going to participate.

I marked him. That's the worse part.

You marked a little fuck who lives a life of luxury

with money made by exploiting people who wake up

at 5:00 in the morning every day to take a train,

then put on a uniform and work as a slave for one of those bastards

who enjoy acting mysterious.

Let me go, please.

Everything will be fine, my friend.

I'm growing rather fond of Fede, I'm going to miss him.

Next time, choose a mean motherfucker. This guy is fantastic.

Who's going to pull the trigger?

They should have released him yesterday.

I'd like to at least know if he's alive.

Federico is alive.

Don't look back.

Run.

CASEROS PRISON, 1987

Go, Puma! Do it, go!

I'm between... between happy and horrified.

This definitely is a sad country.

Well, everyone probably thinks their country is sad.

The French hate France.

How could they not hate France, it's a piece of shit.

Don't be ridiculous, please, dear. You spent the whole time there whoring,

insulting everyone,

expecting that the French understood you and that they spoke Spanish.

He told one guy, "Brush your teeth, son of a bitch." No, no, it was awful.

Why are you so horrified to go to Buenos Aires?

What's horrible about it?

Because she's in Paris now.

Oh, Sil, can you imagine living in Paris? How beautiful.

What do you mean beautiful, child? Please, trust your father.

I prefer the Río de la Plata to an infected gouge like the Seine.

Please, don't be so crude, dear.

And the people?

What?

If you ask them anything, they get mad.

If you don't speak French, they get mad.

Why would I speak French if I'm Argentinian?

Be a little more polite, son of a bitch.

I'm visiting your country, I'm leaving my money here, my savings.

If a French guy gets lost here, in any neighborhood,

people take care of him, no?

The grocer goes and helps him.

What's the good in having so many pretty buildings,

such an incredible place,

if the French are turds, eh?

When I was in France, I had a wonderful time,

I ate a lot of baguettes.

Eh... a lot of baguettes, a lot of baguettes.

Either they're hunchbacks, or they're bastards, or they don't bathe.

But I saw some very elegant French people, I'm sorry, dear.

-Mom looking at men. -Uh.

Aren't you jealous, Dad?

Yes, daughter, but one never shows jealousy.

-Why? -I couldn't do it.

If my girl looks at another guy, I go crazy.

What girl, you idiot? You're as alone as the Falklands soldier.

Adriana.

Mom, why does Buenos Aires scare you?

I don't know, sweetheart. It's just a feeling.

What's this boy doing?

Move away, please! He doesn't have a helmet!

He doesn't have a helmet.

Please, move.

Please, Daniel, move away.

The amount of gifts that Mom brought is ridiculous.

It's a little disturbing. Take a look.

The truth is that I could live another month and a half without them, easily.

Well, dumbass, I could live my entire life without them,

but there you go. You're here, you screwed up.

You came out of one of Arquímedes' balls.

Sometimes I look at him and I think, "I came out of this guy's balls."

It's crazy.

What would be your dream?

If I say to you,

"I'll give you everything, all the money you want

so you can live however you want and do whatever you want."

I'd spend all day napping in my pajamas.

I wouldn't do shit. I'd scratch my balls all day.

I'd watch TV, you know?

I'd see a hooker on TV and I'd say, "That one. That's the hooker I want."

I was born without a guardian angel and without skills.

When they were handing things out, all I got was a big dick.

And don't laugh, because you're not exactly Monzón.

You may be great at playing rugby, but you're going to starve to death.

And how long can you keep playing? Until you're 30?

Thirty-five at the most.

Don't screw it up.

Sometimes I think: whoever invented doing things is an idiot.

Because you're an extraterrestrial.

Most people need to do things.

If you don't do anything, you'll go crazy.

You see? That's another lie.

You'll go crazy anyway.

I was here and my head was exploding.

I went to Australia and I said, "What the hell am I doing here

in the asshole of the world, hitchhiking on the highway?"

And now I'm here, and I want to go to shit.

There's no way out, understand?

You finish school, which for me was torture,

and once you finish school, now you have to go to work.

Dumbass, do you understand that you get out of school

and you have to work all your life until you die?

What, are we all crazy?

As a reward, you die. For all the effort you put in

and all the work you did,

now, you die.

Whoever invented life is a son of a bitch.

Lord, thank you for this warm family moment.

Behind this random destiny that appears to unite us, we know it's in your hands.

Thank you for this food and for the mental and spiritual health

of all of us here today.

And thank you Arquímedes,

who with the sweat on his forehead, provides this food.

Sometimes we get so accustomed to living that we lose the ability to be thankful

and that's why in the evening, we pause everything and say...

Goddamn son of a bitch.

-Amen. -Amen.

Amen.

Son, don't be so rude, please, eat slowly.

Mmm, this is delicious.

Isn't Elsita an incredible cook? Just amazing.

We ate well in Europe, eh? Right, dear?

Uh huh.

But I missed Elsita's cooking.

This is delicious.

Besides, she seems so nice, doesn't she?

Yes, Elsita is fantastic.

We're in our room, she comes up to see if we're all right or if we need anything.

She's wonderful.

It still makes me uncomfortable to have her serve me.

That's what she gets paid for.

You're so vulgar.

She shouts down from upstairs, "Elsita, bring me some milk?

Will you make me some toast?" As if she were queen of the house.

What?

I don't want her to keep living here. It's making things complicated.

I prefer for her to leave and come back in the morning.

But she lives in Tucumán, dear. Where is she going to sleep?

I don't know, maybe the sugar cane field,

but I don't want a woman living in the house, understand?

Well, when I was thinking about the remodeling,

I thought the best thing...

would be to have a servants' wing, with a separate door, of course,

but I thought it would have a bedroom.

Why don't you include in the remodel...

a zoo in my dear daughter's bedroom?

Because if that damn dog keeps eating where we humans eat,

I'm going to send him to the zoo,

to the monkey's cage, so they can break his ass.

Dad, we're eating.

And what do you think you're eating, girl?

What, are we eating, monkey's ass?

We're eating duck.

Well, duck is good, right?

It's super elegant to eat duck.

You guys are so funny, eh?

Today when we were coming home,

your dad ran into an older gentleman in Ezeiza

and they went to have a coffee, and I was in the duty-free shop,

buying some trinkets, and I watched them.

The gentleman was dying of laughter.

-Isn't that right, dear? -Here's some more warm bread.

Mmm, we were just singing your praises, Elsita.

Do you need anything else?

No, no, thank you. You can go.

Thank you.

This is the only good thing I managed to buy on the trip.

Your mother depleted me. I'm now bankrupt.

And I, for three Italian lire, bought this magnificent thing.

Lift its little cassock, sister.

Is it in?

No, I don't think so. I don't feel anything.

God damn it.

Relax, dear.

It's been like this since the trip. We were fine before.

Traveling wasn't good for us.

I have to be here doing things.

That's what gives me life.

We were gone a month and a half, we didn't take the whole year.

How long had it been since we'd taken a trip?

Yes, but I can't walk around with a camera around my neck like a stupid Japanese.

All right, let's go to sleep.

Oh, the trip left me very tired.

Next time, please, let's travel in first class.

IN THE LIMITS OF TIME OR SPACE

THERE'S NOTHING THAT INSPIRES A GREATER HORROR THAN AN ENDING

YUKIO MISHIMA

It was a casual encounter,

just like how all important things in history happen.

I was having a coffee, in the bar at Ezeiza,

your mother was spending a fortune, buying I don't know what idiocies.

I wanted to be alone, quiet, and an old man comes up to me.

He starts to talk to me.

I ignore him.

He keeps talking to me...

about love and I don't know what other stupidity.

I start to curse to scare him off.

I call the waiter, but then say to myself,

"Stop, Arquímedes.

Listen to this man and see what he has to tell you."

So then the old man tells me that he's going out with a...

great lady, older,

aristocrat, with a lot of money.

When someone mentions love and money in the same sentence,

it's because there's something that's not right.

Then I realize that the guy is using the woman.

The old lady's grandson plays rugby,

the last name is Rizzo. Do you know him?

I know him in passing, but we're not friends.

Better if it's not a friend this time.

The guy tells me that the old lady's family likes him very much,

and he wants to take advantage of the situation

and propose some kind of deal.

And then he says to me,

"I'm a rat. I'm dying of hunger.

They're not going to give me a damn thing."

Then I, half joking, half serious, say to him,

"Why don't we kidnap him?"

The old guy smiled a very strange smile.

He moved his dentures around...

It was a signal.

What did you say to him?

You can't propose that to someone you just met?

Sure I can.

In fact, I did.

And even though he doesn't know it yet, he's already on board.

I want to do it.

Me too.

Remind me to take my contraceptive pills.

You take the pill?

Now I get it.

Mmm.

If you could,

would you have a child with me?

If I could live it all over, I wouldn't have children with anybody.

I prefer to die alone.

Excuse me, Mr. Bonomi, you have a phone call.

Who is it?

Did you give someone the number?

-Give it to me, please. -Of course?

I don't know who it could be.

-Who did you give the number to? -I don't know.

Hello?

¿Bonomi? This is Arquímedes Puccio.

Oh, Arquímedes, how are you?

Open your mouth!

-Hold him! -Open your mouth!

Don't resist. Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Down, down, down, down!

Down, down, down, down!

Down, down, down, down, down, down, down!

Turn him over! Turn him over, turn him over!

Oh!

Hey, hey, hey, stop, no. He's going to suffocate. Take it off.

-Let him go, hey, hey. -Relax.

I want to propose something to Franco.

His grandmother is trying to encourage me, but...

I thought it would be better to let the idea mature a bit more.

The guy just got married, he just got his degree.

You know those moments in life when everything's going well?

I've never had that, but I know it happens.

Well, he's in a moment like that.

Besides, he loves me a lot. I get along very well with Franco.

The whole family loves me. They trust me.

They let me use their car, everything, everything.

No, I think he will accept the proposal,

even if it's because the grandmother is involved.

And in the worse case scenario, you know what?

They'll lose a few bucks, but with the fortune they have,

it's just change.

Look, Gustavo.

I don't want to dampen your optimism.

You may be right, but it's not so easy.

People with a lot of money, as good as they may be,

look down on those below them.

Have you ever seen them hang out with people from another class?

They stick together.

The poor person is just for bringing them their golf clubs,

cleaning their house.

All right, you're screwing the grandmother,

the boy loves you, they treat you well,

but they're not going to give you a dime.

I'm holding out hope.

Let's make a deal.

If the kid accepts the deal you propose,

I'll throw you a party here in this house.

You invite the grandmother, the kid, the dead grandfather, whoever you want.

Alejandro, my son, even knows the kid.

On the other hand, if he doesn't accept the deal,

you agree to do it my way,

and we kidnap him.

Why don't you knock before entering? You're so rude, hey.

You're so pretty, Mom.

You're pretty.

Oh, my Lord, you have a woman's body.

My baby grew up fast.

You have to be careful, eh?

Because you look older than you are, and you're 16,

and now, it's not the same as before, understand?

Now, going out in the street is dangerous.

And you walk around like it's nothing, and you like to show yourself off.

Don't say that, it's not nice.

Do you know what it means to have a child?

The world has you hostage and you never sleep again.

-Hi. -Hi.

Silvia.

-How are you? -Hi Dad.

-Hi. -How's it going?

-This is Marcela. -Hola.

It's so hot out here. We're going upstairs.

Hi, Marcela.

Kneel down and meet her.

-Hi, my love. -Mom.

Hi.

-A snack. -Thanks.

What's wrong, dear? You don't like fat girls? I know you.

She doesn't like fat girls. We're not in Pinamar.

What are you talking about, Arquímedes?

No, that's not nice. Why would fat people bother me?

I wouldn't like it for me, or for my daughters,

but it doesn't bother me in the least.

What is this gentleman going to think?

Are we going, Mom?

We're going shopping, eh?

Keep spending money. I'm a millionaire.

My wife thinks I'm Rizzo.

Don't complain, eh? You must be making some good business deals, no?

No, not yet. Gustavo has his doubts, so don't spend too much.

Shall we go, Adriana?

Adriana.

-Bye. -Bye.

Bye.

That old man's boobs are something.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Son.

This is Gustavo Bonomi.

I met him at Ezeiza. Remember I mentioned him?

-Yes, of course. It's a pleasure. -Hi, how are you?

-And this is Mónica. -Hi.

-How are you? -The most beautiful woman in San Isidro.

She's going to give me the most beautiful grandchildren.

I hope your son agrees. He has a lot of candidates.

Don't call him for a day, and you'll see.

We men always want what we don't have,

isn't that right, Gustavo?

They're so problematic.

How did you and Epifanía manage to stay together for so long?

I'll tell you later.

Your father told me that you play rugby with Franquito Rizzo.

Yes, the other day we were playing against him. Franco's really good.

He ran circles around you the whole game, I heard.

Gustavo has just accepted the proposal I told you about.

No, no, that's not true.

Well, he's going to end up accepting it.

He wants to propose a deal to Franco, but the kid blows him off.

Look...

he runs circles around you on the field, and you, Gustavo, he blows you off.

It seems like Franquito has a big one.

How big?

All he needs is to steal your girlfriend, Alex.

Were you ever with someone besides Dad?

Never. I was a virgin when I got married, Adriana.

I don't understand that.

Do you think he was ever unfaithful to you?

I don't know, I never asked him anything like that.

You don't ask what you don't want to know.

Let's suppose that your father,

on one of those trips he used to make alone,

had an affair.

The truth is that it wouldn't concern me,

but I prefer not to know.

What would it change for me?

Men need to release.

Women, too.

Yes, it's true, but we're more thoughtful.

And it's not just because of culture.

We're more human.

Men's brains are a few steps behind.

Mmm...

If you knew a few things, you wouldn't ever get married.

You have to let them think that they're the ones in charge.

That's also part of the backwardness.

You don't tell them anything.

Well, unless you're their mother.

If you're their mother, you do have responsibilities.

How do you manage to maintain the mystery after so long?

Mmm...

Your father and I have an agreement.

It's more important than love.

We've never spoken about it, but that agreement is unbreakable.

There's nothing more important in life than an accomplice.

Get out of this house right now! Get out!

-Mom, what are you doing? Stop! Stop! -You shut up!

This is a family home! You can't just do whatever you want!

You can't! Got it? Take everything and get out!

Get out! Get out!

Get out!

And you stay here!

Sweetheart, what's wrong?

Don't say anything, please.

I feel bad, too.

Since we came back from the trip, I feel like shit.

Are you bored with me?

No.

And the kids?

What about the kids?

-Are they all right? -Yes.

Don't you see them?

I'm sad.

I don't know what's wrong with me, I swear, I don't know.

I didn't want to hit her. I didn't want to hit her.

I never hit a child, ever.

I'm a little down, too.

It's odd.

It's as if something is missing in the house.

-What's missing? -Something.

I don't know.

Life.

Hey, you didn't eat anything, Gustavo.

No, he's saving room for dessert.

He looks so handsome. He already lost a few pounds.

He goes out jogging like a rugby player.

We can go jogging together if you want.

-All right. -To look at girls.

What's wrong? Oh, all right, looking at a girl isn't a crime, is it?

No, of course not.

Thank you so much, Adela. Dinner was delicious, eh?

No, thank you to you two.

Coffee? Whiskey?

I have a whiskey that is just incredible.

Dad gave it to me. It's Scotch, liquid gold.

No, no, but I...

I'm fine with coffee.

-Really? -Yes, thank you.

Gus, I didn't call you this week because I was so swamped. I couldn't.

The idea is good, but for me, the truth is,

I can't risk so much money right now.

But in reality, it's not a risk, because, in the worst case scenario,

you end up with the property, which is a tangible asset.

You're not investing in something abstract.

I fix it up, we make it like new, and we sell it for twice as much.

Of course, I understand.

The thing is that it's not feasible right now when, really,

no one knows what's going to happen with real estate.

I'll still talk about it with my father anyway, all right?

And what I also propose, really, if you need it,

is that I can lend you some money right now, really.

No... No, no no, thank you, no, please. I appreciate it.

And did you ask him if...

he could?

Oh, no, I forgot.

This long weekend that's coming up we're going away on a trip.

And one of Adela's cousins always watches the house for us, but right now, he can't.

If you want, if it's okay, if it's not a bother,

you could spend the weekend at the house.

We'll pay you well to stay here,

and we can rest easy knowing someone we trust is at home.

It would just be watering the plants, feeding Sonia, basically that,

knowing there's someone in the house.

No, of course, you can count on me,

but I really don't want anything in return.

Thank you very much, but...

Mom is totally crazy.

She bought even more presents than what she brought from Europe.

She must feel guilty for being so horrible.

Yes.

Poor "daigor."

Don't call her that.

The way she threw her out.

I couldn't believe it.

Dad would never do something like that.

No, Dad is a saint next to her.

I don't understand how she could have married that monster.

Stop, don't overreact.

She's pretending on the outside.

She doesn't have a heart.

All the same, it was a little strange to come in and see that fat girl naked.

And on top of that, you slept with her on my bed, all sweaty.

I'm going to tell Elsita to change my sheets.

You sound exactly like Mom, Adriana.

You need to be very careful,

because, if not, you're going to end up just like that monster.

Give her a kiss, Mirom.

No, get off, Mirom!

He licks his butt and then he kisses me.

Get down!

-Disgusting! -You're like Dad.

Yes, watch how well I can imitate him. Who brought this Jewish dog?

God damn son of a bitch, ass-licking dog!

You're just an old whore for these people.

Their friendliness is really just a cover for getting their own way.

They're not friendly from personal conviction,

they're friendly so you don't kill them.

And then people still say,

"What a good person, what a great guy, what an excellent person."

It's great business these days to be a man of means.

The law was created for...

the guys who stick to the story of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening.

You don't have many days left. You choose how to live them.

You live them like Frank Sinatra

or you live them like the old whore you always were.

You're keeping us thirsty, Gustavo.

Have some whiskey.

The boy isn't going to be able to drink it.

Franco said there's one that's very special,

that it's liquid gold.

And this looks like a senior citizens meeting.

The jerk told you to water the plants? What a son of a bitch.

How did you refrain from breaking his face right there at the table?

And on top of it, he made you look like a fool in front of your girlfriend.

Her pussy dried up right there, I'm sure.

Return triumphant, don't be a fool.

Listen to me.

Your girlfriend will thank you for it.

I'm not so sure.

Old man, you're already involved in this.

You brought us to this guy's house.

I'm not leaving here having told you everything we're doing.

Either you do it, or I kill you, and then I fuck you, in that order.

I know that, no matter what,

you're going to do it, but don't make us waste our time.

I just want Franquito to be all right.

Don't worry, he's a guest of democracy.

Mine is a five-star hotel, run by its owners.

The room he's going to have is new.

Compared to the previous one, it's the Presidential Suite.

Let's go. I'll take you on my bike.

No, your mom invited me to stay for lunch today.

No, not today. My dad just got back, Silvia is fighting with my mother,

it's all a mess.

-Some other time, okay? -Okay.

-Really? -Yes, it's fine.

Get the helmet and let's go.

Helmet, shoes, wallet.

Let's go.

The old man has a terrible mix...

of loser and ambitious.

Right now, we need someone like that,

but he's a time bomb.

A fool is always a danger.

That's it, we brought him into the game,

but we can't relax.

The old man is a wimp.

In the evolutionary chain, it goes:

rat, wimp, button. Watch out.

All right, don't exaggerate.

Otherwise, we go and kill him now.

Labarde said he'd fuck him when he's dead.

You said that?

But you're not describing the whole situation.

Out of context like that, it sounds bad.

Look, however you say it, fucking a dead person sounds bad.

Can I ask a question? Two questions, actually?

The first: what do we need this guy for?

Because he's our contact with the kid.

We've been talking about this for half an hour, are you an idiot?

Do you have someone else in mind?

The old man is the only one who can stop the car.

If you don't like it, you can leave.

The second question:

are we going to kill him?

No, we're not going to kill him,

you're going to kill him.

Otherwise, you wouldn't end up with a lot of money

for asking such stupid questions.

This is much better than the bathroom.

The other day, I fell asleep in the tub, and my whole body still hurts.

It won't work for this guest,

because it won't be ready, but for the next one,

we're going to put up bars so we don't have to chain him up.

The place is good.

Yes, for me it's much better that he's not in our apartment.

Most of all for the girls, I mean.

Although there was some benefit to having them close.

Uh huh.

A perversion, something like this. Yes, I understand, yes.

How are we going to breathe with those masks inside here? It's so hot.

We could put a fan in, no? We're going to suffocate.

A fan and some alfalfa so he can think he's in the country.

That's good.

We're not going to be able to hear shit with the masks.

Dear, can I bring you down some coffee?

No, dear, no. We're coming up. We don't all fit down here.

What do you think of all this?

It's good, I like it.

I mean, it seems more humane to keep him here than in a bathtub.

Can I come in?

Since when do you ask permission to come in?

Since now.

Because I consider you an adult woman.

And you as well, Adriana.

Can you give me a minute to talk to your sister?

Adriana?

-Adriana! -Mmm?

Can you leave for a minute so I can talk to your sister, please?

Go ahead. I'll listen to my Walkman.

Can you please leave for a minute, my love?

Look, I bought it for you. It's pretty, it has this frilly collar.

Thank you, Mom. You know me, you know I don't wear things like that.

But you can try it on. Maybe you'll like it.

Why are you acting so strange?

Is something wrong?

Marcela isn't speaking to me anymore, Mom.

Did you really have to treat her like that?

It's just that I was surprised.

I came into your room, and there was a girl,

a very voluptuous girl, nude.

It's not normal.

Because everything that happens in this family is normal?

No, this is very hard for me.

I'm confused.

It's very hard to be a mother and to be confused.

But I just want you to understand something.

I love you.

Everything that may happen in this house is temporary, really.

My love is not temporary.

This is the last kidnapping I'm doing.

Besides, I have a bad feeling about the money.

And on top of that, we have to split it with that damn old man. Why?

What role does he play if you already know where the kid lives?

We go to his house, we wait for him, you pass his car and goodbye.

Why do we need the old man?

I can't stand sitting here listening to the stupid things you're saying.

I was already a soldier, I stood guard...

I don't have to be here listening to you.

But do you have a job? Because I have a job, you know?

The thing is, to earn what I earn here with something like this,

I'd have to slave for ten years in the workshop.

All right, no, don't tell me your job. I don't want to know.

Look, it's better if you don't talk to me. Don't tell me about your personal life.

-I don't know you. -All right...

-Do I know you? I don't know you. -All right, all right.

He's coming out. There's your friend. Look, there he is.

Do you think that old man can still get it up?

You think he can get it up?

-I don't know. I don't have any idea. -Eh?

I don't know. They must use a reinforced condom.

Where are you going? Hey!

Sir, excuse me, could you give me a light, please?

Yes.

Thank you, very kind of you.

The guest will be checking in at 12:00 p.m.

The girls will be in the pool. I'll make sure it's all set.

So we have to be on time.

I'd prefer not to be in on the pickup this time.

I'd prefer to be in on the pickup because it's the only part that's fun.

I know about your public life.

We're going to keep you safe.

I don't want to expose you so much this time.

At any rate, each person will have a role according to his personality.

You don't get to choose.

You're going to drive the van...

not to have fun. This is a job.

You can have fun later.

But I can have a good time while I...

The Colonel couldn't get chloroform,

and this fish out of water can bite, kick,

and do whatever it takes to break free.

What's the Colonel good for if he can't get what he's supposed to?

The Colonel is the only real ally I have.

Without him, I don't have free motion.

And what do I do?

Your role is key.

You stay in the house, you open the gate.

It's good that they see you working,

so when it's time to split everything up, I can defend the family's percentage.

-Understand? -Uh huh.

Good.

Get some rest so you can be focused. Tomorrow is a big day.

What are you doing, Gus?

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

Need a ride? To go somewhere?

I'm going near your studio.

Come on, get in. I'm in a bit of a rush, but come on, I'll take you.

Poor old man.

-Didn't your grandmother tell you? -What?

-That I was looking for you. -For me? What for?

Get out, jerk, come on! Get out!

Get out, you son of a bitch!

Hello?

Miss Adela?

Yes, that's me.

This is the spokesperson for the National Liberation Command.

I want to inform you that Franco has been detained

and will stand trial and be executed unless you follow the orders we give you.

I don't believe you. Who is this?

We left his car parked in front of the Cathedral of San Isidro.

If you involve the police, we will find out and execute him.

So, wait until tomorrow. You will receive another call with new instructions.

Goodbye, Adela.

They've kidnapped Franco.

What a son of a bitch, what the hell is he doing?

You...

Who are you?

I feel good, all of a sudden.

Yes, it did me good to speak with Silvia,

for Adrianita to miss school, being with the girls.

We were a little disconnected, you know?

It's odd, isn't it?

Sometimes you feel your life is going completely down the drain

and then suddenly everything starts to make sense again..

Alejandro, look at me.

I love you like a son.

The only thing I ask is that you don't go near the guest house.

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You're not asking me to, Dad, I came on my own.

Oh, I don't know, maybe.

Don't kill me.

Why would I kill you, if you're money?

Get half a million dollars.

I don't have that much. I don't have it.

What a son of a bitch, Roberto Rizzo. He doesn't want to pay, that lab rat.

I did the worst thing a human being can do.

I killed a friend.

God gave you a gift.

An angel.

Sometimes it's not just talent, it's...

it's destiny.

-What? -Mónica.

-Mónica? -Alex, there, Mónica.

Imagine if Monica opened the door of the van

and saw you there in action.

Don't you realize I'm going crazy?

Look at the bright side, you laid that lovely thing

and your girlfriend doesn't know because I saved you.

I want you to talk to the guest and have him write a letter to his wife.

Play the good guy. You always manage that well.

But don't start being a coward, because there will always be fear.

He's good, if you knew the problems he's having.

We're all good. We're the good guys.

Now, we need to figure out where the hell to bury him.

The best cover is to have a funeral.

You're a genius.

You were born for this, you bastard.

It's quite a responsibility, I'm telling you.

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