Who finances all of this?
Don't leave the house so much.
Lots of wild animals
running around.
Katy didn't sleep at home?
I ask you to help me
find my sister, Catalina.
I told them to drag
her back by her hair.
I know much easier ways
to make money here.
What do I have to do?
We're making a movie.
Let's make our money and leave.
If I can't handle two
girls, I should lose my job.
You like it? Of course you do!
Let go!
Let's see if you get it.
The future president
died from a broken neck.
Who's going to believe us?
Dolores! No!
Every good story has a turn.
A change of direction.
A plot twist.
Call it what you want.
But there's always an event
that completely changes
the course of the story.
Go with them. Go with them!
Hurry, Jocelyn! Move it!
Take them back! I'll
take care of it!
- Dolores!
- We have to get her.
No, listen. We have to leave!
I can't. We're
going to get caught.
You can, Jocy. Come on.
I can't. I can't. No!
Get a hold of yourself.
Be strong. You want to live?
Look at me please.
Do you want to live?
If not for yourself,
do it for your mom.
For your sister.
Come on. You can do it.
You can do it, Jocy. Let's go.
Come on, Jocy.
Life had dealt Ángeles
enough blows to show her
that the only way we were
going to survive this story...
was together.
CHAPTER 3 ÁNGELES
- Where's the governor?
- He's not here.
What do you mean he's not here?
I don't have time
for stupid games.
- What happened?
- Let go.
What happened?
Okay. No games then.
He r*ped me and left.
- He went with the other girl?
- No.
She left early. Alone.
Not everyone has the stomach
to tolerate your
boss's sexual fetishes.
Cut the crap and walk.
What did he say when he left?
- Nothing.
- What do you mean nothing?
He got dressed and left.
Not a word to anyone.
Straight to your room.
And tomorrow, none
of this happened.
Neither you nor anyone
left that house. Got it?
Go on.
I'll help you change.
♪♪[singing lullaby in
indigenous language]
Dolores?
It's me. It's me, it's me.
Ángeles told me some
of what happened.
But I need you to tell me
clearly what went down.
We'd already done
what we agreed to.
Going in that house and
letting them film us.
What happened next
wasn't in the deal.
They always think that they
have the right to more.
No one needs to tell me that.
But when he started
to choke her,
I realized we were in danger.
He would've k*lled her.
If I did nothing,
he'd have k*lled her.
I don't remember what happened.
I don't even know where
I got all that strength,
but I pushed him.
He fell and didn't move again.
He must've died from the fall.
It was an accident.
But no one will believe us.
What did he do to you?
Nothing that some ice can't fix.
I can take care of my bruises,
but I need you to
take care of Jocelyn.
We all need to get
our story straight.
It's the only way to
get out of this alive.
So Jocelyn has to be strong.
They'll try to break
us to get to the truth.
But over my dead body
will I let that happen.
That's impossible.
Sooner or later
they'll find out.
- You'll have to leave and...
- No, no, no. You know why?
Because they'd never believe we
could do something like that.
That's insane.
Yes, you have talk
and tell them what...
No, we don't!
You're in this too, Elena.
There's no "I" in this anymore.
We're in this together and
we'll go down together.
Ángeles's arms could
have also held me.
But I was convinced
that they were the ones
who needed my help
and not the other way around.
I'd already decided, even before
turning to the first page,
who the main characters
of this story were
and who wasn't.
What's wrong? Why are
you up so early, Nora?
I want to leave as
soon as possible.
But it's like you're
not as chill as before.
What did you expect, Mirko?
Don't get angry,
I'm just saying.
Hey, we're running out.
We need to buy more.
Let's do it.
Done. I'm off.
Fine. I'll catch up.
Nora!
- What the hell?
- What?
The tape, man! It's gone.
- Did you put it in?
- Of course, I did it myself.
- Are you sure?
- f*cking yes, like always!
Where the f*ck is it?
I put it right there.
- Who else came in?
- I don't know.
- What if it was those assholes?
- Who?
Helú and his f*cking bodyguard.
- Come on, Mirko!
- Then who else? Huh?
But how the hell did
they know it was there?
- I don't know.
- How?
Unless someone told them.
Don't you even dare say it.
Talk to the girls.
Ask them. Make them
spill the beans.
What exactly happened
after we took off? Right?
- Look for it!
- Will you let me know?
Dress rehearsal in ten minutes!
So, hurry and eat those
tasteless egg whites.
Yes, now.
Is it me or did it
get hot in here?
It's always me.
No, no, breakfast is over.
I said in ten minutes.
Nora.
Nora!
I need a touch up.
What for?
Follow me.
Well?
He r*ped us both and
still wanted more.
More?
Violent stuff. Choking us...
But when Jocy couldn't
take anymore...
he yelled at her to leave.
Then, he took it out on me
until he got fed up and left.
Had the bodyguard
arrived? Doloresà
I don't know. I don't remember.
It'll be a long day.
I need a little pick me
up, so no one'll notice.
- No, I can't.
- I'm just asking for an upper.
Nothing else. I
just need an upper.
As far as the money, you know.
Let's settle today.
It's good for all of us.
Just be careful.
Uncle? Mirko.
Something happened. I wanted
to tell you right away.
No, no, not the girls. With...
With the video, with the tape.
Well, I got there this morning
to clean up and organize
things, as always,
and it's really weird...
the video was gone.
What's that?
No, no, no.
Only him with, with the guard
he always brings, Becerra.
No, uncle, it had to be them.
If not, it makes no sense.
It doesn't add up.
Yes, I swear.
Exactly...
Hello?
Hello?
When the screen comes on
and Miss Mexico 1989 begins...
the first thing,
the first thing
Mexico will see of you
is what we're rehearsing today!
Alright, alright.
Music, Nora! And it
starts like this.
One, two, three,
four, five, six.
One, two, three,
four, five, six...
One, two, three,
four, five, six.
Good morning, Mrà?
Becerra.
Mr. Becerra. Haven't we met?
I'm governor Helú's bodyguard.
Now I remember you. Tell
me, how can I help you?
I need to talk to a couple
of your contestants.
With Guerrero and
Chihuahua, to be exact.
May I ask why?
It's private.
In here, the girls don't
have private matters.
So, I'm afraid you
can't see them.
And López Morton's nephew? Is
he also not allowed visitors?
Wait for me here.
Don't move.
With energy, okay?
From the top again!
Lots of energy!
From the top!
One, two, three,
four, five, six.
One, two, three,
four, five, six...
- Hey!
- I need to talk to them.
- You can't be here.
- I don't give a f*ck!
I left the governor with
you and those three sluts
and never saw him again.
I need answers.
Answers about what?
He's been missing
since last night.
I need to solve this crap now.
They must've seen something.
They must know something.
I'll make them talk
no matter what.
Listen.
Go to the classroom,
I'll bring them to you.
Go.
Yes, Mariana. It's Concepción.
Is my brother around?
What? He's coming here?
No, okay.
I'll send someone to the
runway. Thanks a lot.
Let's see if you understand.
You were the last ones to
see the governor last night.
So come clean, because
I'm losing my patience
and you don't want that.
There are two possibilities.
Someone was outside
waiting for him,
or there was someone else
with you in the cabin.
- There was no one.
- Shut up, b*tch.
I want to hear the
others. Alright, you!
When I came back,
you weren't there.
Your friend said you left early.
You saw something
strange when you left?
A car, any lights?
Did you bump into
anyone on the way?
Were you scared, or did
someone tell you to leave?
It's not the same.
He threw her out.
Let's see, let's see.
You were too chicken
for the party,
but not to walk alone
through the forest
in the middle of the night.
Or did someone go with you?
We know that area very well.
They make us run in the forest.
The fact you left before,
after hearing what these
sluts said, means nothing.
Did you say something
when you got here?
Did you tell anyone the
governor was at the cabin?
I only did what I was ordered.
I went straight to my room.
So nothing happened here.
No one saw anything.
So the governor went
out to smoke a cigar
in the forest during the night,
and some aliens abducted him?
I don't know what
you want to hear,
or what you're
imagining in your head.
But we're telling
you the whole truth.
My friends have
told you everything.
Your boss...
r*ped them and hurt them,
and that's the whole truth.
But if you insist, we
can go tell everyone.
And let everyone know who
the governor really is.
Alright. Meeting's over.
Luisa, take them away, please.
Nora, wait for me there.
Let's go.
I couldn't care less if you're
the governor's bodyguard,
the president's
son. I don't care.
You can't enter my estate
without my permission,
and much less
conduct a closed door
meeting with my contestants.
Understand?
I'll talk to the governor,
so it won't happen again.
If you can find him, ma'am.
My boss has been missing
for more than 12 hours.
And the last time I saw him
was here, at your estate.
I couldn't sleep thinking about
what the hell we could do.
No one is going to help us.
That man treated us like trash.
Because that's what
we are to him, trash.
The same with the cops.
Think about it.
We go, we tell the whole truth
Maybe someone believes us.
But deep down, they all think
we don't deserve to
be treated any better.
To them, the governor
committed no crime
doing whatever he felt like.
But we did.
For thinking we have
the right to say no.
We're alone in this.
From now on, we only
have each other.
We agreed that you
would keep all of this
away from my pageant.
And on top of that you
involved Dolores Acevedo?
Who is Dolores Acevedo?
The best of all the
contestants we've ever had.
It's an opportunity, and
we shouldn't waste it.
I love that you have such a
clear vision of the future.
Because we both knew
from the beginning
that Miss Mexico
was nothing more than a facade
for much more important things.
Or are you saying that
you'll return the gift
that I gave you ten years ago?
Valbuena will be here tomorrow.
They'll cover the opening
night of the pageant.
There'll be lots of
reporters and cameras,
and I need you to
fix this, please.
You manage your people,
and I'll manage mine. Okay?
Toño!
Get in, as*h*le!
- Who is it?
- Ángeles.
- I can't right now, Ángeles!
- Open up.
- What is it, Ángeles?
- I want my money.
- I don't have it.
- I'm not leaving till I get it.
That's all I have.
You promised us
double if we behaved.
Want me to keep behaving?
I don't have any more money.
That's all have. You can check.
Uncle. Sorry, I...
Don't give me that.
You can't say "sorry.ö
Especially when you
have no f*cking clue
what went on with something
that supposedly you manage.
Get in.
Something strange
happened here last night.
I don't buy that
story from the girls.
The governor would
never leave on his own.
The governor should never
have been here alone
in the first place. That
was your job, right?
If someone sold information,
it was someone from this estate.
I won't rest until
I know who did it.
Let me know when you find out.
Have you seen Nora?
Professor, you alright?
Yes. I'm just...
I'm a little tired.
If you need something
to sleep better
or a muscle relaxant,
let me know.
- No, I'm fine. Thanks.
- You sure?
Yes.
Why didn't you warn
me he was coming?
Good evening.
Not now.
Good evening.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Hello.
Hi, sis.
Want to eat?
- Yes, please.
- Can you serve the gentleman?
Smells nice.
You haven't told me
what brings you here.
This is my house, too.
I don't tell you what to
do in your house, right?
The city smells like sh*t.
Every once in a while, I
like to get some fresh air,
even if it's with family.
Ángeles wasn't willing to
waste what little time she had
trying to save herself.
She was going to do everything
she could to make sure
there would be no
collateral damage.
Antonio?
I need a favor.
Of course.
I know you've helped
me a lot already
and I really don't want
to get you in trouble.
But I don't have
anyone else in here.
Yeah, fine.
I need you to take
this to my mother.
Thank you.
Tell her to leave
as soon as she can.
To take my son to
my uncle's house.
To not tell anyone where she is.
She can't go back to our town.
Tell her I'll explain later,
but make her understand
that it's very important
not to go back to the house.
Alright.
Relax, don't you worry.
I'll take them to the
terminal tomorrow.
Thank you.
Hurry back. So
they don't see us.
A governor couldn't vanish
from the story just like that,
not without someone
taking the fall.
Where are you taking me?
Don't worry.
You'll be fine.
As long as you disappear,
you'll be okay.
Do you understand?
They're coming for
you in 10 minutes.
I trust the guy who's coming.
Do what he tells you,
and you'll be fine.
- Get out.
- Stay with me, please.
I can't, Nora. Get
out. If I'm not back...
When a story starts to unravel,
the first step in fixing it
is to get rid of
the extra pieces.
At the dawn of a new decade,
thousands of East Germans
crossed the border
into West Berlin.
The fall of the wall is one
of the most shocking events
of the 20th century.
And now we go to national news.
The investigation into
the strange disappearance
of the governor of
San Luis Potosí,
Néstor Valenzuela Helú,
has raised more
questions than answers.
The Attorney General's
office refuses to comment,
but rumors are circulating
of potential payback
amongst those involved
in organized crime.
This has been a shock to
the entire political world.
An all-out search is
being carried out,
yet no leads have been
found as to his whereabouts.
Why did your brother
really come here?
I had stopped believing in
fairytales a long time ago.
But nothing in my
life had prepared me
to confront the actual
horror they were hiding.
- Are we making a movie?
- Something like that.
We're done for today.
Becerra! Take the employees
and the Indian girl
to the estate. Come
back for me in an hour.
Ever since I saw you, I
wanted to be alone with you.
And you, Chihuahua,
what you did today,
I would've k*lled you.
Oh, Chihuahua...
That's so good!
Stop, stop, stop! Let her go!
Enough!
What's wrong with you, as*h*le?
Let her go! Let her go!
Have a light breakfast, girls.
I want those bellies
tight like snare drums.
In the forest as soon
as you three can.
Well, here we are.
Someone, I don't know who,
left a video on
my bed last night.
It's the recording of what
happened with the governor.
What?
It's all recorded.
Even the accident.
They left the camera
on, sons of b*tches?
This might be just what
we need to save ourselves.
That video is irrefutable
proof of what happened.
I can take that video today to
the police and file a report.
Are you stupid or what?
Because you should know
better than any of us
that the police here are on
the López Morton payroll.
Are you trying to serve
us on a silver platter?
f*ck, Dolores. Then
what do you propose?
Let's not point the
trigger at ourselves.
If you take that video
nothing will happen to you.
But they'll bury us in
this f*cking estate.
Wait, you've got it wrong.
The only thing I want now
is to take all this
sh*t to the police
and blow up this
f*cking pageant.
It'll blow up but
in our faces, Elena.
Stop. Don't argue.
Don't give them the pleasure.
The last thing we should
be doing is arguing.
We've got to stay
united and strong.
So they won't screw us.
Jocy. Stop.
Ángeles didn't just carry her
own story on her shoulders,
but those of all the
women in her family, too.
Young man!
- For the children.
- Come in, young man.
Sweetheart! How are
you? How's everything?
Let's go play!
I had to wait a long time
before she'd trust me enough
to share her deepest wounds.
No, no. Mom, Mom!
Ángeles isn't the type to
talk about her fears...
Paulina, let's go!
Or her pain.
We'll miss you, honey.
Nor the things she'd give
her life for, if she had to.
##Go and do what you have to
do. I'll take care of him.
We'll miss you very much.
In the name of the Father,
the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
Take care of yourself.
God Bless you.
- Don't leave, auntie.
- Don't leave.
##I can't leave without him.
##I can't, Mom.
##Either I take
him, or I'm staying.
##I'm staying.
In all the stories that
Ángeles told her son,
the true hero was the one
who did all he could
for his people.
Tamaulipas.
- Fifty-five.
- Perfect.
- Querétaro.
- Eighteen.
- Yucatán.
- Seventeen.
- And Veracruz?
- Eighteen.
Oaxaca.
Eighteen.
I want to see you
privately in a minute.
Show me.
You'll be alright.
Keep taking the same
dose for ten more days.
- Have you seen Nora?
- No.
The second group, please.
Let's speed it up.
Have you seen Nora?
- Have you seen Nora?
- No.
Have you seen Nora?
- What are you doing here?
- Why are you touching me?
Where's Nora? What
did they do to her?
Where is Nora?
Come.
Here.
Drink some.
Dolores.
Look at me.
I dreamed of being one of you.
But I didn't have the same luck.
And Concepción
gave me a job here.
You know that she's very good
at finding people their place.
But your place has no limits.
It's being a queen.
A great queen,
if only you can
keep it together.
I can't. It's too hard.
I know.
I know that it's difficult.
But you're not alone.
You can trust me.
I know what sobriety feels like.
That'll be our secret.
I'll ask Olga to give you
something to make it easier.
And you have to promise me
that you'll give it a try.
Yes? You promise?
Just wait and see.
Let's hurry, please.
You need to touch her up, right?
Touch them up over
there, please.
Ready? Earrings? Close
your robe please.
Very good. Earrings. Ready?
Very good.
Take that over there. Thank you.
Your mother and your son
leave in half an hour.
If you want, I'll take you
to them to say goodbye.
- Then to the river.
- Yes.
Get in. Duck so
they won't see you.
The story fell apart
in their hands.
Their lives had broken in half.
La Encantada marked the point
of what they had been
and all that they would become.
I don't know how they
managed to keep breathing,
to smile at the cameras,
pretending everything
was a dream.
When, in reality, all of us
were trapped in a nightmare.
Mom?
Ángeles.
##Thanks for the money.
We'll be alright.
##Please take care.
##I love you.
What seemed like an
ending for Ángelesà.
Was only a wonderful
beginning for others.
Energy, ladies!
Isabel was ready for the fight.
Energy! Smiles!
Chin up!
Miss Michoacán. Miss
Michoacán, Iriarte. Right?
- Mr. Iriarte, have a minute?
- Of course.
Camera four, you copy?
We need a still shot
on the first row.
Number two, closer. Closer.
Good job, Rubén.
How long before we start?
Two more minutes
and we're ready.
How are you?
Camera three, to your right.
On Miss Guerrero. Hold it there.
Slowly. Good.
Sis...à
Don't you think you
should be more discrete?
It's been years since
we've had one like that.
No, we've never had one.
Then we should take advantage.
Take the robe off!
I found her at the house
and brought her, ma'am!
She got stuck in the bathroom.
We'll discuss this later.
Specialty beer. What
a great business.
People always want to drink.
Well, yes.
But the industry is also very
sensitive to the economy.
When things get difficult,
it's one of the first
luxuries people sacrifice.
Really? I thought
crisis and sobriety
weren't part of the
Mexican man's vocabulary.
What do you know
about Mexican men?
I know they're
loyal to few things.
To the chocolate
they had as kids,
to their soccer team, to the
beer their fathers drank.
I also know that building a
company based on tradition
can be honorable, but it's a
direct route to extinction.
It's because habits
change and markets evolve.
And that man, at some
point, will end up buying
a different brand of beer,
even if just to rebel.
The entire country's
entering the free market,
a global, interconnected future.
I suppose you'll
give Imperio Azteca
a younger flavor.
Or will you end up
like the dinosaurs,
thinking that the point of
light that keeps coming closer
is nothing but a star.
Who's missing?
These ladies have their
eyes on a cheap crown.
That's why they won't
win. They lack vision.
I know that cheap headband is
the ticket to the real world.
I'm not interested
in being Miss Mexico.
I'll win Miss Universe.
I'll be the face of this country
as it enters the first world.
Oh my!
And if you sponsor
me, your beer will go
from being a national product
to an international success.
What do you say?
Do we have a deal?
I love it.
Excuse me.
Yucatán, trade
places with San Luis.
Hurry.
Okay, smiles, energy.
Quiet, everyone!
Music!
Camera and action!
Now, a gruesome discovery in
the mysterious disappearance
of governor Néstor
Valenzuela Helú.
This morning, in the
state of Sinaloa,
police found the
dismembered body of the man
who was the missing
politician's personal bodyguard.
Official sources assure that
this is not a coincidence.
- That's right!
- Tell me about it.
Hey, it was the best decision.
Look.
They're destroying the evidence.
And we're next.
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