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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

I am sad.

I don't know what's going on. I swear I don't.

It's strange.

It's as if something was missing from the house.

I realize that the guy is using the woman.

The old lady's grandson plays rugby.

His last name is Rizzo.

-Do you know him? -We've crossed paths.

But we're not friends.

This time, it's better if he's not your friend.

All I want is for Franquito to be all right.

Forget about it.

He's a guest of democracy.

Mine is a five-star hotel managed by its very owners.

Get out of this house now! Now!

-Get out! -What are you doing?

-Stop. -You shut up.

This is a family home.

You can't do whatever you like.

Dad would never do such a thing.

No, Dad is a saint compared to her.

Everything that goes on in this house is temporary, honestly.

My love is not temporary.

All right, I like it.

I think it's more humane to keep him here than in a bathtub.

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

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

PUCCIO FAMILY REWARD

MISSING

We can't call the police.

Please, Roberto.

Let's not call.

They told me they'd kill him if we called.

That's what they always say.

That's how they protect themselves.

The superintendent is my friend.

I can ask him to help without filing an official report.

Well, I don't know how to handle this situation by myself.

If we pay fast, this ends fast.

Paying doesn't guarantee anything. I would call.

If you call the police and everything ends badly...

how could we continue living the same way after that?

No matter how it ends, no one will be able to have the same life.

Let's pay and that's that.

God, Roberto, let's pay.

We can't think of money right now.

We have plenty.

Do you think I care about money, Mom?

I'm trying to preserve Franco's life,

and I think the police can help us find him alive.

I swear if they catch them,

I'll torture them myself, one by one, sons of bitches.

Alejandro, look me in the eye.

I love you like a son.

Arquímedes is my brother.

All I'm asking is that you don't come close to the guest house.

You didn't ask me, dad,

I came on my own.

I did the worst thing a human being can do.

I feel as if everything I did up until then was...

a dream, as if I wasn't alive.

Until I killed a friend.

I have a bad feeling about Mirom.

I don't think we're going to find him.

Poor Adri.

Poor Adri.

Go keep her company.

You left her alone to be here with me.

I don't want her saying I'm stealing her sister.

She already looks at me kind of funny.

She doesn't love me.

Don't say that. She does love you.

No.

Don't be paranoid.

She looks at everyone like that. She's quite the ogler.

Could it be that...

her energy is too high, that she's a bit overstimulated?

I don't know. She has the energy of two people.

Don't you know Adriana's story?

No.

My mom was pregnant with twins.

There were two of them

and one ate the other.

What?

Adriana ate her brother.

We were supposed to be five siblings in this family.

That's horrifying!

Hold this, I'm going to take off my shoe.

I touched something here.

-Stop. -I don't know.

This one plugs in.

Oh, sorry

Were they all facing down?

Sorry.

Easy, I won't hurt you.

Trust me.

I'm here to help you, relax.

Don't kill me.

How could I kill you?

You're money.

Would you burn money?

Me neither.

Trust me, I'm all you've got.

You have two options.

Either I put the hood over your head and remove my mask,

or I leave the mask on and take off the hood.

Let me stay like this, without the hood.

I can't breathe with the hood.

I'm going to ask you some questions.

I need you to be as thorough as possible when you answer.

A simple "yes" or "no" won't do. Is that clear?

Is your wife pregnant?

Do you have any children?

No, not yet.

We have a dog.

Her name is Sonia, she's a German Shepherd.

They say that's a very smart breed.

Yes, she's really smart.

Do you always go to the same place on vacation?

Or do you go to different places?

Uh...

We really like the beaches in Mexico.

Puerto Vallarta.

We were meaning to go back this year.

You'll go back.

The father is thinking about calling the police.

Adela says no, but...

the guy is desperate. He'll do as he wants.

I'm going mad, Arquímedes.

He said he wants revenge.

That he'll get us one by one.

How is Franco doing?

He's a good kid.

I don't know if I did the right thing.

Listen to me, you atomic piece of crap, do you think we're playing a game here?

You already sold your soul to the devil.

Now, your best move

is to stay still and wait for your reward.

This asshole undermined you in front of everyone.

You offered him a business

and he sent you home to water the plants.

And now you feel sorry for him?

You're a stupid old man.

I just wanted to know how he was doing.

Go downstairs, talk to him.

By now, he must know you're the one who turned him in.

How do you mean he must know?

He must assume. Do you think he's stupid?

The first two days will be the worst for this kid.

Then he'll get used to it.

Men are strange beings, we get used to everything...

even the crapper in hell.

They say if you've pissed in a place three times,

it's already home.

I'd like to...

do something better.

I don't know, something...

that I really like.

Hmm.

What would you like to do, darling?

Because we never talk about it.

You like to play rugby.

I don't know if I like it that much.

I mean, I do it because I'm good at it, but...

I don't enjoy it as much as I used to.

It's very violent, Alex.

I've always told you, all your life.

Anyway, you shouldn't do something you don't like.

Otherwise, you'll regret it all your life.

And if you don't like rugby, why do you play?

Because I'm good at it.

That's no small deal.

It's not small.

See, there are a lot of people who aren't good at anything.

Look at your brother Daniel, for instance. He does nothing with his life.

He goes from here to there, he has no girlfriend.

And Daniel is so cute.

But you, well...

God gave you a gift. He gave you charm.

People love you.

Hmm? And you're very lucky for that.

Hello, yes. Could I speak to Sonia?

To whom?

Is there a doggie named Sonia?

You're a sick son of a bitch.

Adelita, darling, don't be mad.

A woman as pretty as yourself shouldn't look ugly.

That green blouse you're wearing today looks really good on you.

What is it?

Close the drapes.

Franquito is feeling nostalgic.

He wants news from his bitch.

Not you, the other one. Sonia.

If anything happens to Franco,

you'll rot in jail, son of a bitch.

I'll chase you myself, for the rest of my life. Did you hear me?

Don't threaten me.

I have people surrounding your house.

They can go in at any moment and do with you as they please.

Understand?

You're a sick son of a bitch.

The moment you pay the ransom,

we, as a political association,

will give you Franco back and delete all your information.

We'll forget about you.

Go ahead and gather half a million dollars,

because right now, Franquito is just fine.

It's like he's at a spa.

He's getting massages, having his nails clipped.

But starting tomorrow,

his nails are going to be clipped shorter and shorter.

Who are you?

Where's my son?

The money, money, money, money.

I don't have that amount. I don't.

I'd have to sell everything.

So sell it.

Start again, from the bottom.

Live up the adventure, brother.

Life is boring otherwise.

You have to be a dreamer.

Losing everything is a necessary experience.

You'll understand the meaning of life.

You'll be telling Franco,

"So lucky we went through this, son.

Now we value life.

We have no money, but we have love.

And a deep understanding of things."

That's the real wealth, Rizzo.

The religious vision of things.

Money numbs that vision

and distances you from God.

Why do you think monks get rid of everything?

I'm pushing you towards a spiritual path.

Mine is an immoral action...

with a moral purpose.

Did you hear from Franquito?

Who?

Rizzo, Franco Rizzo.

-I don't know. I don't know him. -You do know him. He plays at SIC.

You know him, he married Adela Pozzi.

Oh, right. I can't place his face though.

What happened to him?

No one has heard from him for a couple of days.

You think what happened to Fede could've happened to him?

Are you an idiot?

Me too, you know?

It was the first thing I thought.

What are you doing, Maguila?

Maguila, have you gone mad?

Stop!

Where's he going?

What's wrong with him?

You and Maguila are so different.

He's the bad guy, I'm the good guy.

I don't know, but you don't seem like brothers.

Who do you like better?

Him.

Mónica. Mónica.

-Mónica? -Yes, Mónica.

Mónica came. She's...

she's the girlfriend.

What? What is it you like?

-Will you kiss me? -Nuh-uh.

-Uh! -The boys?

Juani is with Pau... with Andrea somewhere,

and Maguila, I think he's with Paula.

Which Paula?

Paula, Olsen's ex.

Daniel is with Paula?

Yes, she's Andrea's friend. I don't know if they're together.

-So shocking. -I don't know, leave them alone.

Shall we?

What a son of a bitch!

Roberto Rizzo won't pay, that lab rat.

I can't believe it.

What does Bonomi say?

Still shitting his pants?

I don't want to picture his underwear full of crap.

Brown skid marks.

Yes, the old man stinks of crap.

Wait until that Judas sees the money.

He'll get over his nervousness and love for his fellow man.

Carrizo told me he had enough to pay five ransoms, not one.

Traitors will betray you.

That's why he's a coward.

And that's why we need to get rid of him.

What we should do is take off his wedding ring

and send it to his family, yes.

No, we need to chop off his finger

and hang it from the door for that bitch of a wife.

Is it milk that makes you so violent, Colonel?

It's no big deal.

It would have been worse if Mónica saw you doing that girl.

Are you crazy?

Yes, I'm crazy.

I saved you there. You owe me.

You would have lost her forever.

Imagine if Mónica had opened the door to the van and seen you in action.

You can't imagine, when she arrived...

she asked for you, I told her you were gone, sent her elsewhere.

Best sex of your life, right? Right?

I can't believe this.

I don't know if she was just coming or what

but when you took your dick out, she deflated.

Her face transformed. As if she were free-falling.

You know the facial expression I'm talking about?

Air went in, and suddenly she felt dizzy.

As if she were going down the drain of a bathtub or something.

Can you stop for a second?

Can't you see I'm losing my mind?

You knew perfectly well who she was. I'm not buying this sudden guilt.

Or is your brain split, Alexei?

My head won't quit.

I don't understand, I don't know.

Look on the bright side.

You had sex with that hottie,

and your girlfriend didn't know because your brother saved you.

It's not just about that girl.

That was only the last straw.

It's about this whole mess Dad pulled us into.

I swear I try to lead a normal life, but...

Mónica has asked me a few times, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

She thinks I have a lover or something. I don't know.

Imagine if she knew what is really going on with me.

Now you do have a lover,

you have a bike,

new clothes...

a business.

I don't even know how it happened.

I swear.

I saw her all fragile and I felt horny. I didn't plan it.

I hope you never see me all fragile, then.

I need you to go down to the basement.

-Now? -Yes, now.

I want you to talk to the guest so he writes a letter to his wife.

Dictate this.

And don't go all sentimental.

Play the part of the good guy you do so well.

But don't be too mellow.

He should always be afraid.

He is good.

You can't imagine how much this is troubling him.

We are all good.

We're the good guys.

Go with him.

If the guest is reserved, soften him up.

Let him include some sentences in the letter.

Let them feel like he wrote it.

Hey, hey, hey. You've already plastered the whole neighborhood.

You won't go out now, it's pitch black.

I have a flashlight.

Get it out of my face.

Careful with it, I need it.

Daddy, won't you say anything?

She wants to leave now and it's dark out there.

-It's late. -I told her.

It's late, child.

Yes, exactly. Mirom must be cold, he must be scared.

Half an hour.

You can keep looking in the daytime tomorrow.

Half an hour and not a minute more, or I'll go out and get you.

Yes.

What do you want me to do? Chain her?

I don't agree with your dad letting you go out so late.

He knows the neighborhood is safe.

Let me through.

-What are you, Susana Giménez? -And who are you? Monzón?

You're hurting me.

I want to take care of you.

I won't be kidnapped.

What are you doing here so late?

I'm working with your dad.

And what is it you're working on?

I help him fulfill his projects, his dreams.

Don't they ask at your house, why you're coming home so late?

Your girlfriend? Your children?

Your family? Don't they say anything?

Luckily, I have no one. I have no one to miss me or...

no reason to hurry.

Why "luckily"? Don't you like families?

I do like them, but I've not met the right person yet to make a family.

Hmm.

Or maybe I have.

Would you like me to go with you?

No. Mirom will be terrified if he sees you.

You're ugly.

Yes, I know.

I'm kidding.

Leave me alone.

Dad won't like that one bit.

He said we should both be there.

I need to do it alone. You can stay here, just in case,

but let me go down alone. It will be all right.

Okay, but do it right. Otherwise, I'll get crapped on for it.

Ready.

I'm already inside.

You were always inside, you idiot.

"Adela, darling, don't be sad or scared.

I only ask that you be alert, because that's what I need from you."

And?

Go on, write.

"Adela, darling, don't be sad or scared.

I only ask that you be alert, because that's what I need from you.

You're going to follow simple instructions to the last detail.

If everything goes well, you'll have me home in two days.

Don't let what my parents say influence you.

Everything depends on you.

I love you...

and I miss you...

and what I want most in the world is to sleep cozily by your side again.

You're the love of my life.

Don't let me die."

And you sign it.

Tell me what in God's name you've given me

I am so changed, I don't know who I am anymore

The rascals look at me, wondering

They don't understand

They see me lose the part of

Leading man who only yesterday

Shone in action

Tell me what in God's name you've given me

I am so changed

I don't know who I am anymore

Shh, Sonia.

Sonia! Sonia, what is it?

No, leave her. I don't mind.

I love German shepherds.

A great freaking breed.

Come on, Sonia, come on. No, no.

Come on, Sonia, come on, come on.

Come on, Sonia, come on, come on.

Blondi, Hitler's pet,

was a German shepherd.

She slept in his bed. He loved her more than Eva Braun.

Before killing himself, he had her poisoned.

That was an act of love.

How is Franco doing?

He's all right.

Growing fat in the little spa I prepared for him.

Let me know if you'd like to visit.

We'll come and pick you up.

But beware: entrance is free,

we'll see about the exit.

Who offers more money for Franquito's life?

You or your stingy father-in-law?

You have to be a huge son of a bitch to haggle over your son's life.

My father-in-law is already gathering all the money you asked for.

How is Roberto by the way? I hear he's scared.

His panties are all tangled up.

I need to speak to Franco, for the love of God.

Don't make a request "for the love of God."

You guys shit all over God's love.

Better be meticulous and obedient, so you can go back to Puerto Vallarta.

That vulgar and cheap beach you like so much.

Franquito told me you love oysters.

You do know that fruit of the sea elicits a tempting effect on love skills?

You must have quite a sexual appetite, don't you, Adela?

Franc says you really like to smoke that meat cigar.

You're sick.

What is it you want?

Money.

I need to talk to Franco.

That won't be possible, but you can read from him.

He wrote you a letter.

You will send it to me?

No. I'll give you an address and an exact location

so you can find the letter in Franco's very own handwriting.

Big kiss.

Don't be so nosy.

Kids, you'll hurt yourselves.

Kids, you're going to.... Kids, you'll hurt yourselves.

You'll hurt yourselves. Stop!

-Stop, I want to say something! -Oh.

Stop. Listen to me.

Tomorrow is your dad's birthday, you know.

You know how Dad hates when we celebrate his birthday,

but I want to do something so we can all be together.

Okay? In this case, better safe than sorry.

I don't think it's a good idea.

No, Dad will kill you if you throw a surprise party.

-You're thinking of inviting people? -He'll hate you if you invite his family.

No, I won't invite his family. It will just be us.

Little tea sandwiches, small things.

We'll invite Colonel, eh?

Bake him a cake, kiss him.

No, Mom, no.

What do you mean "no, Mom, no"?

Yes, because I say so.

And this is my house. Period.

Tomorrow, we're celebrating your dad's birthday. That's final.

I'm very grateful for everything you're doing for us, Gustavo.

My dear...

Don't, please, we really love you.

It will all be all right.

You'll see.

Franco adores you.

And he was very upset when he couldn't support you

with that project you brought to him.

So he spoke to Roberto

and he gave the go-ahead.

Breathe, breathe.

-That's it. -I can't.

-I can't, I can't. -You can. Push, push.

Yes, more, more, more. Just a little more.

Here comes the head.

Come on, come on.

-He's black. -Is he black or purple?

It's not the same thing!

Oh, baby.

The baby.

It's a boy.

Yes.

We can name him after my dad, right?

Arquímedes.

It's a little long.

Let's name him something simple.

Let's name him Negrito Papusa.

He looks like Vilca's son.

So what? Vilca is really handsome.

So much more than Labarde.

That's so stupid, María Inés.

-You're beautiful. -He trembles.

You're beautiful.

We need to baptize him.

Of course we need to baptize him.

Our son will be Christian.

That black kid is no Christian.

Adriana Puccio is telling you.

You can't impose a religion that's not for him.

Adri, Christ is for everyone.

And Africa has its story, dear.

Oh, look.

Hello, Adri.

Hello, say, "Hi."

Say, "Hi" to your aunt.

I don't like him.

-Come on, Adriana, don't be a jerk. -I don't like him!

It's a baby. He's harmless.

Come on, Adri. It's a game.

What's the game?

The family game.

María Belén, you're a nun.

You can't be a mother, that's just how it is.

Adriana, the kids in the dining room love her like a mother.

That's a different thing, Silvia.

It's okay, Sil, Adri is right.

I can't be a mother.

Yes you can.

You so can.

- Hello. -Adelita, how are you?

It's me again. Sorry it's so late.

Were you just about to jump into bed?

I no longer feel anything when you call.

No nervousness, or fear, or hope.

I don't want you to feel less,

but actually,

could you put the phone to Sonia's ear, so Franco can talk to her?

Once he hears her, and calms down,

pick up the phone again.

Franco speaks so much more about the dog than he does of you.

He says she's unconditional.

He can't understand why it's taking so long to get that money.

Put Sonia on the phone, please.

Hello, Sonia.

-Hello. - Darling?

Hello, my darling.

I love you so much.

I'm all right.

Don't worry, but do pay.

My love.

Pay fast, pay.

You sick son of a bitch!

We need to figure out where the hell to bury this one.

Cremating him would be better, but that's quite a fuss.

Opening a funeral home is our best cover.

You're a genius.

You were born for this, you filthy bastard.

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

Not even on his birthday can your dad stop sweeping.

Why does he sweep so much? I never asked.

Just a habit he has. Just like your habit of busting balls, he likes to sweep.

Happy birthday.

-Thank you, dear. -You're welcome.

-Hello, Colonel. -Hello, sweetie.

Honestly, I'd eat her up like a piece of chicken,

Alejandro's girlfriend.

Me too.

Here, eat.

Idiot, everything can be heard downstairs.

What the hell do you want me to do? You should've stopped her.

Mom's always showing off with this bullshit.

We need to ask that black fag to make a wall in the basement,

help with the acoustics.

It's better if he hears a family environment.

Yes, perhaps he'll feel more at ease.

NEXT EPISODE

Do you realize what we just did?

Yes, a tiny well.

Are you all right, Alex?

No.

Tell me what I did to you?

Nothing.

You screwed up by having so much money and letting everyone find out.

As long as you have a lot

and there are others who have nothing,

there will be violence.

I dreamt there was a traitor.

Someone who gave them Franco.

We'll have trouble with that mouth.

Mark my words.

The old man has his head up his ass.

I don't like trouble.

Arquímedes, I don't want trouble.

Should we turn off his light?

I mean, should we kill him?

I'll take care of it if you want.

When can I see you?

I don't know.

What for? You're with Mónica.

I didn't know you and Paula were so close.

What do you mean? I know her the same as you know her.

What's that they say about Bolivian parrots?

I have a 16 year old niece

that will let you grab her for a bit of cash.

My daughter's age, Vilca.

What do you think of us?

I don't know.

Is there anything you want to tell me?

I'm in love.

Don't kill me.

Puccio family.

I just want to say you're the most precious beings

on the face of the earth.

And if I don't tell you often, it's because I don't have the time.

You make me so happy.