01x41 - Episode 41

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He's been there for two hours or more.

He might have a lot to say.

What if it's not enough?

He's a major witness, Carla.

He saw everything.

Well, it's his word against Benítez's.

I want to believe it's enough, you know?

Please, stop doubting so much.

-See you in eight days.

-Yes, Your Honor.

-How did it go?

-What did they say?

He heard me out and took note. And

he also called the police.

Yes, Alfredo is getting worse by the day.

And that's convenient

for what we're doing.

Are the accounts abroad ready?

Sir, this way.

We'll talk later.

Sir, the police are looking for you.

Rogelio Benítez,

you need to come with us to the station,

there's a complaint against you.

In an escape,

it's always a gamble, all or nothing.

-How much are you willing to risk?

-Everything.

Everything for freedom.

Do you recognize this?

Yes.

Do you have a good memory?

For what's important.

Okay, memorize that thing.

No more talking, okay?

Officer.

This land has offered great crops,

heroes, and very good people.

But also vengeance, hate,

gossip, stories, legends.

If people here believe

in the devil Juanchito,

are you telling me

they won't believe a criminal's lies?

Aguilar is lying.

Aguilar insists that you shot

Joaquín Mosquera.

Yes, true.

Aguilar is forgetting a small detail,

that it was in self-defense.

Mr. Rogelio, we're aware

that you're a very respected man

in the region, a businessman.

But you've been involved

in many accusations lately.

All this began precisely

upon Joaquín Mosquera's arrival.

He returned as an impostor,

pretending to be someone else

and deceiving everyone.

Officer,

don't you think that's pretty suspicious?

Aguilar insists you offered him money.

Aguilar will say anything.

Because Aguilar is an accomplice.

He's friends with Joaquín Mosquera.

Do you know why?

Because Aguilar

let him escape 20 years ago.

Think about it, officer.

You have two people with criminal records,

with prior convictions.

What do I have? An impeccable life.

Mosquera, on the other hand,

has proven capable of lying

and buying off witnesses.

Do you mean

you didn't offer him any money?

No, not at all.

What's more, I have nothing to hide.

Here they are, officer.

The estate's accounting records,

examine it.

You'll notice that, unfortunately,

this is not a good time for us

to spend money on criminals.

I'd like to know, officer,

what did you come here for?

To interrogate me?

Detain me? Do you have an arrest warrant?

Should I call my lawyer?

Goodbye, ma'am.

I'm starting to worry.

It's been a couple of hours, no?

What if something happened?

I don't think so.

They should've been back by now, Lucy.

Well, if it makes you more at ease,

we can return to the commune and get help.

Like this?

How else?

It's either that or stay here

and be happy forever.

Yes, sure you're right. Let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

We're neither criminals

nor exhibitionists.

The criminal is the one

who stole our clothing while we swam.

What were you doing there?

It's a place that's very isolated

from any tourist area.

We were swimming,

it's perfectly normal and legal.

It may be legal, gentlemen,

but it's also very strange.

Where are you from?

Cali.

What were you doing there?

We're doing a documentary

on Freedom Community

and we wanted to freshen up, that's all.

-Freedom Community?

-Yes, Freedom Community.

I'm a journalist

and he's my cameraman,

and we're doing a documentary

highlighting the social work

that the community is doing

at El Albor plains.

Mm-hmm.

Neighbors have filed several complaints

about a very peculiar hippie community

that's scandalous, holds parties,

and has invaded the area.

Could we be talking

about the same one, perhaps?

I couldn't tell you, officer.

Officer,

I'm a journalist but also a lawyer.

I promise, on the Constitution,

that we haven't committed a crime.

We'll do something then.

While we check if your hippie friends

are involved

in some ill*gal activities or not,

you will spend the night here behind bars.

-No, no, we have rights.

-No, no.

No, this can't be.

Why is everything so arbitrary?

Are you sure it was this way?

No.

But the best way to find someone

is to always follow the river.

Is that my shirt?

-There's the rest!

-Where?

Look, look.

Careful there.

-Oh, no.

-Look, Tino's clothes.

I must admit

they played a good trick on us.

Here is Joe's.

We're lucky we found it.

CAUCA VALLEY DISTRICT PRISON

I do promise that if I get out,

I will not abandon you.

I will take care of all of you.

You don't have to worry about me,

Joaquín, thank you.

Sure, but how about

a practice fully compliant

with all the requirements?

Do you think they'll ever give me

my license back? In your dreams.

Will they give you trouble as a nurse too?

Tell me that the release letter is out.

I'm sorry.

They'll keep investigating the case,

my dad said.

Did he talk to the judge?

Yes, he told them the truth.

So?

The judge thinks it's not enough.

He swore he did all he could,

even risked his life.

No, don't worry, I'm thankful

for everything you've done for me.

We knew it wouldn't be easy, in fact.

From what I can tell,

this trial will be long.

Looks like it.

I'm sorry.

Keep it up.

If there's something we need here,

my friend, it's patience.

Or execute plan B.

What's plan B?

Those pants look good on you.

Thanks. Those are a bit too big for you,

aren't they?

What does it feel like

to wear Joe's shirt?

Well

Sir.

How about you?

What does it feel like to step into

the shoes of professor, lawyer,

and journalist Tino Domínguez?

Smells good.

Oh, really?

Smart men have a special scent.

Intelligence isn't everything

in this life.

Look at you, you're talking like Joe.

-Always criticizing his brother.

-No.

No, no, come on.

But, well, it's true that just

because Tino had better opportunities,

it doesn't mean he's better than Joe.

Are you still in love with Joe?

I don't know what you mean, but I hope

I hope Sara still loves me.

See?

-What?

-There's the ultimate proof.

Those two men on bikes

didn't even look at us.

If they would've known we're women,

we would've gotten catcalled.

An unwanted compliment, of course.

You're lucky to have both of them.

Yes, it's true.

Hey, thanks.

-Aren't you going to ask why?

-Why?

I didn't think

I'd have so much fun this quickly.

Me neither.

I'm really happy we're sisters.

Wait, sisters?

Sure, but my dad and your mom

You really don't care?

Of course I care.

Well, it really hurts me that my mom

was unable to have my dad's love.

But what can I do about it?

It's neither your fault nor mine.

And we can't pay

for what our parents do, right?

No.

No, never.

Never?

Never.

Never.

Mrs. Mariana.

-What? What happened?

-The police came earlier.

And?

Did they take him?

They went to the study,

they spoke and they left.

Thanks for letting me know.

How are you, Berenice?

Here's the suitcase.

Ofe, nice to see you.

I thought you wouldn't come back.

Every time I try to stay away,

I always end up missing La Victoria and

and all of you.

So here I am.

I can never fully leave, Mariana.

I'm very happy you're here.

-Ángel!

-Ángel, it's us!

I'm glad I found you. Where were you?

We haven't heard from you in days.

Yes, I'm sorry.

We were with some friends and time flew.

Josefina said you might be here,

so I came to get you.

What matters is that you're here,

you can drive us to the commune.

-Yes.

-Commune, what commune?

Yes, a commune.

We can't leave, we must find our friends.

Yes, Tino and Joe.

-But that's really dangerous.

-Why is it dangerous?

Look, what I mean is

Does anyone else know you're here?

No, nobody, just Sara.

Yes, I haven't told anyone either. Why?

Let's do something.

I'll take you to that commune

and check if it's safe.

Only then will I decide

if you can stay or not, all right?

All right.

I've always liked you, Ángel.

Did you know?

-Okay, get in.

-I'll take the back.

-The back? Miss Lucy

-Me too, then.

But, Sa

Okay.

-Hold on tight.

-You'll love it.

If the police had something on me,

I would be in jail now.

No, it's not that I'm worried,

but we have to be prepared.

Joaquín won't give up,

especially now that he's with Mariana.

So I want to transfer all of

La Victoria's money as soon as possible.

Yes, yes,

the account in Panama is settled.

But I also want to sell the land,

no matter the cost.

Yes, I know I asked you

to tell her that it was a low offer,

but I don't care now.

I need life insurance

in case I have to flee.

Yes, tell them we're willing

to sell La Victoria.

Of course I'm interested in cotton seeds.

Yes, I'd love to see them.

How about we make an appointment?

Next Monday morning, okay?

Very well.

We'll see you then, good afternoon.

You look beautiful today, Mariana.

By the way, the police came,

but they didn't find anything, of course.

You paid Aguilar

so he wouldn't testify against you,

Rogelio!

Thankfully, some men

can't be swayed by money.

-You lost me.

-You're lost?

-Don't be so shameless, Rogelio.

-Oh, Mariana.

-Look at me, I'm talking to you.

-I can't look at you, you know why?

Because you worry me, you scare me.

When I see your bulging eyes

and you speaking nonsense,

it makes me think

you lost your sanity again.

Shut up,

you won't manipulate me with that.

Mariana, I beg you,

for the love I have for you,

stop making up stories in your head

because if any of what you believe

were true, I'd be in jail.

You bribed the policemen

who came for you, Rogelio.

Oh, Lord, you're a pain, Mariana Azcárate.

I'll tell you one thing.

Whatever you attempt

with

it's hard for me to say it,

your lover won't hurt me.

Because this whole conspiracy

is in your little head.

So I beg you,

get some psychiatric help

or I'll get it for you.

Ofelia.

Alfredo.

I came to see you, so don't ask me

to leave because I won't.

I don't want you to see me like this.

How come?

-I see the usual Alfredo.

-That's not true.

I'm useless.

Disabled.

A monster.

But you're alive, Alfredo.

You're at home,

surrounded by care and love.

But I may not be able to walk again.

Well, there are other ways.

Please, don't stare at me with pity.

Alfredo, I look at you the same way

I've always looked at you.

And that's with love.

You're a saint.

Well, I'd like for you

to see me as a woman.

I don't measure up to you.

I don't deserve you.

Why look for an excuse to push me away?

How can you be so unconditional

to a guy like me?

Because I'm stubborn?

If I didn't have much to offer you before,

now I have even less.

When will you let yourself be loved?

Go, Ofelia.

Go, leave.

Live your life,

do what I will never be able to do.

-Do it for both of us.

-Alfredo.

Whatever I do

will always bring me back to you.

Why are you here, Ofelia?

I'm here to ask you to marry me.

The room is very nice, thanks.

What matters is that you're comfortable.

Just call me if you need anything.

If you're hungry, help yourself

to anything in the kitchen.

I'll come visit you every day.

Oh, Primitiva, I told you

that you can stay here.

I

have never slept

in such a soft bed before.

I slept on the streets

most of my childhood.

When Ignacia adopted us, well

things weren't much better.

I've never had a room like this

for myself, in fact.

I would just share.

I even shared at the lodging.

I will make sure you have what you need.

We'll make up for lost time, okay?

Thanks.

I can't believe that life

is giving us all this second chance.

And when can I meet Mrs. Mariana?

Don't think I'm not happy

to be here with you,

because I am happy.

But you've also been saying

that there's a chance

that she's my mom, so

Why don't you keep organizing your things

and we'll make you some delicious food?

Okay? Let's go.

Let's go, Primitiva.

Let's go.

I feel sorry for what the child

has had to go through all these years.

Yes, but it's great that we found him

and can give him what he never had.

It's definitely a miracle.

It's just unbelievable.

After thinking he was dead for 20 years,

the fact that he's here with us now

Mariana will jump for joy

when she finds out.

I know it's exciting for you

to think that he could be your nephew.

But I think it's better

not to tell anything to Mariana.

Carlos Mauricio is the spitting image

of my late husband, may he rest in peace.

But we shouldn't assume

that Carlos Mauricio is your son.

Just like he could be your son,

he could also be Mariana's.

The heart of a mother tells me,

and my motherly instinct does too.

A mother's instinct is never wrong.

Right, but a hunch is not enough proof.

I was the one who had those dreams.

And I saw the signs too.

If this is not God's work,

then tell me what is.

Well, I think that we have

to confirm his identity.

So we don't get our hopes up in vain.

I also don't want to tell Mariana,

she's got so many problems,

I don't want to add another one.

Let's do something,

don't tell Mrs. Mariana about this

until I go and talk to the doctor.

I'll ask him if there's any way

to prove that Carlos Mauricio is my son.

No.

What did you see this morning

when the nun came?

Nothing.

I didn't see anything, I didn't.

Perfect, Maura, nothing,

because there's nothing to see.

Just some crazy woman

who escaped from the nuthouse

and Mariana doesn't need

to find out, understood?

-Yes.

-Yes? I'm glad.

You know why? Because I love your food

and it would be a shame

to have to do without your presence.

-Hmm?

-Yes.

Yes.

Nice dinner.

And?

-Did he say yes?

-No.

-Oh, don't tell me that

-He didn't say no either.

What then?

We have to give him a little time.

More time, Ofe?

Yes, I know.

Did you know you're incredible?

I surprise myself, I promise, but

what can I say?

There comes a point in life

when one has two choices:

either remain dead inside

or decide to do what their heart says,

regardless of anything.

And that's the choice I've made.

Do you really love my dad this much?

I love him, Mariana.

I probably love him

as much as you love Joaquín.

Love is a blessing, Marianita.

Not being next to the person we love

doesn't mean we can't feel it.

Do you realize how lucky

we are to feel this?

How many people in life feel this?

Very few.

Very few.

I love you.

Love you too.

Hang on.

Hello?

Mariana,

I need you to come urgently to El Búcaro.

Why? What happened?

I'll explain here.

Sure, I'm on my way.

I have to go, Ofe.

Let me go, where are you taking me?

Let me go!

Let me go!

Let me go!

You don't know who I am.

Let me go, I'll k*ll you all.

Let me go! I'm Rogelio Benítez! My child!

I was having a nightmare again.

I doubt they're nightmares.

Things about your past

that are tormenting you

and they need closure.

-Where's Lucy?

-She's around somewhere.

And

Where's Ángel?

The gentleman left.

He said Lucy is better off with you.

Are Tino and Joe back?

They're nowhere to be found.

I just don't understand

why Joaquín hasn't been freed.

We had a major witness.

Yes, but I think we need

more testimonies to verify the events.

Material evidence, at least.

But please, Counselor,

that's nearly impossible.

We need other alternatives.

Believe me, I'm really sorry,

but León Aguilar's testimony alone

is not enough.

Not for releasing Joaquín

nor for sending Benítez to jail.

So what can we do?

I know someone who can help.

But it'll be difficult to convince him.

Get up, get up.

-What? Are you letting us out?

-As he should.

This is a violation of human rights,

of freedom.

Show some respect to the authorities

if you don't want to stay in here.

You'd be in trouble

because it's not a provable offense.

Come on, quickly, before I change my mind.

We'll take you to the hippie community.

Why are you taking us?

Move it, move it!

Come on, go.

I'm sure something happened.

Tino and Joe wouldn't leave without us.

What if they got disoriented

and lost their way?

Our partners went looking for them,

but couldn't find them.

Plus, Joe knows this area pretty well.

He wouldn't get lost.

Something must've happened.

Don't think something bad happened.

What if the guys who stole our clothes

did something to them?

Luis!

-Luis, the police are coming.

-What? Oh, sh*t.

Put the marijuana away, please.

Quick, the marijuana, you know what to do.

Hurry!

There.

I'll take care of what's inside.

Gentlemen, get out.

-What's this? Why the police?

-Calm down, calm down.

We were detained all night.

How come?

-Why? Tell them why.

-We went looking for clothes.

And we were arrested for exhibitionism.

Do you have a shipment of marijuana?

Don't just stand there.

Help me wrap it up.

But, but What?

What are you going to do with all that?

It's too much marijuana

for all of you to smoke.

Luis.

The police want to speak with you.

How can I help you, officer?

Are you in charge?

In our community,

no one is above the rest.

But I can respond if anything.

I want to remind you

that you're invading private property.

Mother Nature belongs to all of us.

Nobody can claim property over the land.

Are you trying to be funny?

No, sir.

What I'm saying is that we're temporarily

camping out here.

We're a nomad community

like our ancestors.

Do you know what that means?

I know very well what that is, sir.

Well, that.

We're not hurting anybody.

Can you tell us what you do for a living?

-We're land protectors.

-Mm-hmm.

Well, land protectors,

I believe you won't have a problem

if we do a search, right?

-Rojas.

-Sir.

Four to the house,

the other three, search.

All right, all of you,

line up there, move it. Come on.

Come on, move it, move it.

All of you, line up over there. Move it.

Come on, move it.

Since you're here,

I want to ask you for help with an issue.

I just arrived in this country

and I can't contact my family in Bogotá.

That's why I'm staying in the community.

They must be looking for me

and they're probably

very worried about me.

I have no idea how to contact them.

Would you help me with that?

Dad, you can't keep defending Rogelio.

He's an honest man.

I refuse to believe that, at this point,

you don't know the kind of man he is.

Dad, Dad, look at me.

If you know anything,

if you have evidence against him,

whatever it is,

this is the time to tell me.

I know you respect loyalty,

but I need you to be loyal to me.

I have nothing against Benítez.

He's always been on our side.

Rojas, what is it? Did you find anything?

Negative, Sergeant.

All right, gentlemen,

listen to what I'm going to say.

I'll give you two days

to leave this property

and gather your stuff. Now you know,

you're invading private property.

If you don't, I'll be forced

to evict you by any means necessary.

Is that clear?

All right. Gentlemen, let's go.

Good afternoon, officer.

-Won't be seeing you, right?

-I hope not.

-Mrs. Mariana.

-Oh, Maura, can you make me some tea?

Yes, madam, um, but

Excuse me if I'm intruding,

but I just have to

I have to tell you something

very serious regarding Mr. Rogelio.

What? What is it?

So why do you have all this marijuana?

We've got to make a living somehow, right?

Do you sell it? Are you a drug dealer?

No way.

We just grow it and sell it

to different hippie communities

in the country.

But it's gotten difficult now.

Competition?

Though the weed from the Valley is good,

they're growing it in the Caribbean

and they're taking over the market.

Perhaps

the business is outside the country,

not within.

I don't understand.

We'd do wonders with this abroad.

Sure, it must be very hard

to get the weed out of Colombia

and into the United States.

Hey, you

have papers to go in and out

of the US, right?

Yes.

Do you want to do business with me?

Business?

-Good afternoon.

-Good afternoon, thanks.

Why, what do I have?

Mariana,

I think you're severely traumatized

and what you need now

is to accept it so you can move forward.

I want to get out of here.

-Mariana, it will be fine!

-Please, no!

-No, no!

-No, please. Not like that!

-Hello.

-Good afternoon.

I'm looking for Graciliano Mosquera.

No problem, one moment, please.

I swear, Mrs. Mariana,

I didn't want to hurt your dad.

-I just wanted to apologize.

-Relax, Graciliano.

I'm not here for that, don't worry.

I know very well

that your intentions were good.

My dad can blame you

for all your misfortunes,

but I know you saved his life.

I'm here for something else.

I need your help.

Maura told me

that you came to the estate with a nun.

Mm-hmm.

Who is she?

Wait here.

Sister Marina,

this is Mrs. Mariana Azcárate.

My pleasure.

Mrs. Mariana,

I've waited so long to meet you.

Do we know each other?

No, not directly.

-I'll leave you two alone.

-Thank you.

So sorry to ask you this, but who are you?

Is it true that Rogelio attacked you?

Yes.

But why?

Why were you at my house?

I went looking for Sara.

My daughter?

My daughter.

Sara is my daughter.

What?

Oh.

-This is a lot of money, Counselor.

-Mm-hmm.

It's a fortune.

Alfredo and Mariana's years of savings

are in my hands.

-Are you going to do this?

-This belongs to me.

I earned it after years of humiliation.

I'll cash this check

and send this money to Panama.

Sooner or later, they will find out.

It'll be too late.

And when they do, I'll be far away.

So Rogelio took her from you?

He threatened me

and forced me to give her to him.

He asked me to leave her

at the church entrance,

that wasn't just by chance.

And?

And I

I don't know, back then,

I thought it was a good option that he

protect her, give her a different life

because I couldn't, I

I worked at the bar.

I was a prost*tute

and drank a lot of alcohol.

It wasn't the best life for Sara.

But I swear I adored her.

I adored my daughter.

I believed him.

I thought he'd protect her

and he also would tell me

that there was no one

better to protect her than her dad.

Her dad?

Yes.

Rogelio Benítez is Sara's dad.

Sara is our daughter.

We celebrate the cultural day

of the inmates here twice a year.

They have comedians, musicians,

magicians, whatever.

But what is certain every time

is that they open the event with a play.

We could escape with them.

Explain.

This is the auditorium.

It has a door to the warehouse.

This door here

takes you to a corridor

where there's a guard,

and here's their transportation.

There's a guard here and another one here.

The janitor's storage room has a hole

made years ago,

they forgot about it,

and it takes you to the laundry area

and a window.

All we need

is for a friend to open that window

so that we could go in

and cross over here and go in there.

But going from the patio

to that room is easy.

We'll go out that way,

cross over, we'll wait for them,

we'll replace them,

and leave with them.

If that's a real possibility,

I'm up for it.

Me too.

As long as we get out of this hellhole.

Fine.

Like everything else in this prison,

we need what's miraculous,

the miracle-worker,

the money, and plenty of it.

I have no problem with that.

I'll pay for Tulio.

Perfect. I have no problem,

I'll go with you and help, but I'll stay.

I assume you're going to help us.

It's a real chance to get out.

Well, sure

if I don't get a positive answer today,

I'll leave with you.

I haven't stopped thinking

about my girl one single day.

I confess that there were times

when I went to spy on you.

I'd see her from afar

and somehow, I was at peace

because you cared for her

like she was yours.

She is mine.

Thanks for taking care of her.

-Jazmín, Sara is the apple of my eye.

-I know.

But she's my daughter too.

-She thinks her mom is dead.

-But she isn't.

Is that why you went there?

To look for Sara,

and Rogelio saw you and threatened you?

He tried to choke me.

Jazmín, you have to report him.

Rogelio can't keep abusing everyone

however he pleases.

There are witnesses, you are not alone.

Please, for Sara's own good,

you have to protect her.

I have evidence that is very powerful,

and I've kept it for a long time.

It's a letter that he wrote.

He incriminates himself.

"My dear one,

I know that what I'm asking is not easy."

But I do it for your own good

and our daughter's.

We've both made mistakes, me and my anger,

you and your profession.

I know you worry that

our daughter won't be okay with me.

A man who has been consumed

by the desire for revenge

who tried to k*ll another.

"I know you see me as a m*rder*r,

and I won't deny it."

"The day I confronted Joaquín

when I shot him

I was trying to make him disappear."

"But when I saw him fall

and my hands stained with blood,

I realized I should never

have stooped so low."

We realize we have to change

when we're at the edge of the abyss.

Improve your life, Jazmín,

go to the clinic.

Heal.

In the meantime,

let me raise our daughter.

I'll be a good man to her.

"I promise."

I believed him.

And I

signed that consent letter

so that he could do

whatever he wanted with me.

It was years of suffering,

of being in a nuthouse, electroshocks

He did the same to me.

Rogelio has to pay

for everything he's done, Jazmín.

This is the proof we were looking for.

You can't hesitate.

I'm willing to do anything.

I will accuse him of anything,

but on one condition.

Sara needs to know I'm her mom.

I want and deserve to be part

of my daughter's life.

It's either that or nothing.