01x05 - Episode 5

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How's my mate?

He's in the sickbay.

They almost k*lled me.

You shouldn't have tried to escape.

They treated us like mules,

what choice did we have?

It's only work.

And I assure you you're better off here

than surrounded by walls

in some federal prison.

This is a farm with only medium security.

Medium security with rabid dogs

and a well to punish us?

The director doesn't like people

to betray his trust.

So

I just came here to see how you feel.

Much better, thanks to you.

Yeah, you saved my life.

Joaquín. My pleasure.

Thanks.

Okay, thanks.

No, no.

Now will you answer me?

Will you come back to the university?

I'll think about it.

Who changed your mind?

That handsome psychiatrist?

Or is it that admirer of yours?

Don't play dumb.

He's a friend, not an admirer.

Ah, then that friend

is a real catch,

so you should bring him next time.

Sure thing, Mari.

Bye, bye. Off to bed.

Oh, Mari. Mari, please.

Keep it in your prayers, think about it.

I love you.

Having a late night, Miss Mariana?

I was at a friend's birthday party.

Having some good drinks

and dancing it out.

I take it you asked your aunt Magola.

Well no, I didn't ask her

because I knew she wouldn't let me,

but there won't be any problems for once.

For once?

Yeah, for once.

I'm here every night,

and I'm at the university all day.

How weird.

I spoke with Professor Grisales

and he said you were dropping out.

You were there?

Yes.

People are talking.

Your dad gets worried.

My dad sent you to spy on me.

You know how he is.

Good night.

Rogelio, wait.

Please, don't tell my dad anything.

Not about the bar,

or me doing poorly in college.

Please.

If he knows, he'll take me to the asylum,

and I can't go back there.

Look

You know better than anyone

that I've had some very, very rough years.

If only for a moment,

I need distractions, I need to feel joy.

I promise to behave well

if you don't tell him anything.

I won't go out again.

I will be the best student

in my university.

I would never betray your dad.

Rogelio, wait.

Marianita, you have a visitor.

A visitor?

And you?

What are you doing here?

Can't I see my daughter and sister?

Won't you say hi now?

Hi.

Sit down, dear, so you can talk in peace.

Are we expecting someone?

Benítez.

Armendis!

Get the door, dear.

-Good afternoon.

-Good afternoon.

I'll make buñuelos.

-Delicious.

-I love having you here, Alfredo.

Take your time.

Well,

now that all three of us are here,

I want to know the truth.

As it turns out, I received

some very nasty information

regarding your behavior here.

That's why I deemed it critical

for Benítez to tell me the facts.

Speak.

The truth is that Miss Mariana's

behavior has been

adequate.

Always by Aunt Magola's side,

as well as bolstering her faith

in God and her spirituality.

I think Abelardo mistook her

for someone else.

But I put my head on the block

for Miss Mariana.

I saved her skin.

I saw gratefulness, surprise,

and admiration in her eyes.

Wow.

And not just that.

I made Abelardo look like an idiot.

-Isn't he your half-brother?

-Yes.

But he doesn't know.

If he knew, he'd hate me

just like the dad, just like Orlando.

I'll prove to that family

that I don't need a renowned last name

to go places.

Someday, they'll be begging me,

just as Mariana did.

Do you realize, baby,

that you are sacrificing your loyalty

to Alfredo for that woman?

Who do you think I'm marrying, Jazmín?

Hm?

Mariana.

Just like the hacienda, she will be mine.

-Hi.

-Hi.

Come in, please.

Thank you.

Hi.

Here, for you.

Thanks.

I hope you like them.

Hm.

Thanks for coming.

My aunt was really excited to meet you.

I'm overjoyed that you want

to introduce me to your family.

Doesn't my dad already know you?

-Yes.

-Yes, but

I also wish they come to see you

in a different light.

They'll feel very at peace knowing

I am dating someone like you.

Oh.

Are we dating?

No, uh, I just meant that

-That

-Mariana.

Would you be my girlfriend?

Young man! Nice to meet you.

Hello, ma'am.

Erik Guinand, nice to meet you.

For you.

Oh, thank you.

But come in.

Go on, go on.

Thank you.

Hello there.

No food for me today either?

Oh Jesús, no.

Oh, my legs are k*lling me.

Enough, enough.

See here, I went to pick up

those medical results of yours.

Hello, good morning.

Mariana, Mariana.

This is for you.

How beautiful.

-Hi.

-Hi.

-Shall we?

-Yes.

No, come in and have a drink.

Well, all right.

-Okay.

-Thanks.

Excuse me.

The city sky is nothing

like out in the field.

Nostalgia?

No, I don't know.

I don't think so.

I like my life here.

I feel

free.

I feel like I have control over my life.

Although I must admit I miss the hacienda.

But I feel happy.

Must be the company.

Mariana

you have no idea how happy

it makes me to hear that.

I know I can't compete with your past.

But I want to give us,

and our future, a chance.

What is her beloved doing here,

at this hour,

when I thought you'd be on a romantic date

with the heiress?

Baby, look at me.

So she stood you up? That can't be.

Mariana will be mine no matter what.

Why the need to expose and

humiliate yourself in front of a family

that has always treated you like a dog?

It's not humiliation.

It's revenge.

One day I will have Mariana and her family

on their knees.

Mariana this, Mariana that. Get over her.

Do you really want to go mad

over a woman who chose

to be with a Black laborer over you?

Oh, honey.

Watch what you say.

Mariana paid dearly.

Will you pay too?

-No, no.

-Will you pay?

Let go of me.

Don't ever grab me like that again.

Here's your chance, he's drunk.

Give me a beer.

So everything okay?

I'm not here to make friends.

Then this is your lucky night, pal.

We're here to talk business.

So, talk.

What do you want?

From what we understand,

you work for Mr. Azcárate.

We came to strike you a deal

which will net you a massive fortune

and earn you the place you deserve.

A place that will put you

at the level of Azcárate.

What do you know?

Well, if you wish to continue being

Mr. Alfredo Azcárate's little lap dog,

-the conversation ends here.

-No, no.

What do you guys want?

To be business partners.

You would get a third of the profits.

Profits from what?

From the merchandise we can hide

among the cotton that La Victoria

ships to the United States.

I don't know.

Alfredo already has his buyers in America.

That would be your job.

Making Alfredo think that we could

potentially be his business partners.

What will you hide in the merchandise?

Some little treats.

That makes me feel uneasy.

How long have you been following me?

We haven't been following you.

We simply carried out a study

of the market.

You're a man with guts,

but if you'd rather not hear more,

we'll leave.

Hey, hey.

Leaving? You've only just arrived.

Do tell.

Business is done via mutual agreement,

and mutual trust.

I trust you.

What must we do

for you to trust us?

You could offer me a little treat.

Attaboy.

What is his name?

DAYS LATER

Erik Guinand.

As doctors go, he's infallible.

Sharply dressed, punctual,

covered in perfume.

Works at a private clinic.

Visits elderly homes and orphanages.

A saint.

He can't be completely perfect.

Bye, Auntie, see you tonight.

Mariana, come quick!

What's happening?

Armendis is dying!

What?

I don't want to lose my baby.

Try to breathe.

Did you know she was pregnant?

-Try to calm down, okay?

-Mariana, did you know?

That's not important right now.

Please, help out and go get Erik.

He's by the door.

Easy, easy.

If something happens to me,

take care of my baby.

-Nothing will.

-Promise.

I promise you, you'll be okay.

There's blood everywhere.

Look.

Erik, come. Please help us out.

Relax. An ambulance. We need an ambulance.

Hurry, Mrs. Magola.

Breathe, everything will be okay.

Take it easy.

Take a deep breath, Armendis.

Breathe. Try to breathe.

She is going into labor.

We will need to assist her.

-We?

-Yes.

Is the blood normal?

It's coming out feet first.

The baby is coming out

feet first. Put the patient under.

-No.

-Mariana.

-My baby died.

-Mariana.

It won't get in position.

She needs an incision. I need a scalpel.

I have a scalpel upstairs, in my room.

The scalpel, Mrs. Magola!

The scalpel, please.

Mariana, got any brandy?

-Yes.

-Bring it over.

That's it.

Calm down, Armendis.

Everything will be okay.

Relax, you're doing great. Breathe.

That's it, wash my hands, very good.

Mariana, the scalpel, wash it.

That's it, very good.

I didn't do anything,

I didn't do anything.

Mariana, Mariana.

Mariana!

Relax.

Who are you?

Carla.

Don't talk.

You must save up your energy.

Come

What is happening?

Don't get up.

She's over there. It's serious.

Fight, Armendis. The ambulance is here.

Here they come.

Quick, quick.

The baby is okay.

The mom has abnormal uterine bleeding.

She needs immediate attention.

Everything will be okay.

Mariana, Mariana, hand me the baby.

It will all be okay.

Come on.

-I need to hand over

-Armendis, it's a girl.

I need to hand her over to the mom.

Hand her over, please. They're taking her.

Easy, easy, girl.

Take it easy.

There, everything will be okay.

That's it, watch the head, please.

Be very careful with the head. There.

Mariana, what's wrong?

Easy now, I know it was

a very intense experience.

No, sorry.

Feeling the baby in my arms

it made me feel hopeful

for a moment there.

I'm a terrible person for doing that.

No, of course not.

It just means that sometimes

your instincts are stronger than reason.

What do you mean by that?

Despite your promise

of no longer wanting to be a mom

I don't know, perhaps

one day you will want to.

I can't,

but I would want to experience

that feeling again

in my arms, to once again

You know what?

I know something that will help you.

Carla, what are they saying?

Please, lie back down.

Joaquín?

Joaquín!

Joaquín, please!

They couldn't save him.

Welcome.

Wait for me here,

I want to show you something.

Again, one, two, three.

Mariana, meet Imelda.

Imelda, this is Mariana Azcárate,

she's tagging along

to look at the place.

Nice to meet you.

-Likewise.

-Welcome.

Come play with me.

Come, come.

I'll go with her.

There.

-Look.

-Doctor.

-Yes?

-I jump, then you jump.

Now that you're here,

they ran some medical tests on me

and I'd like your opinion.

-Yes, of course.

-Thanks.

-Come, let's go upstairs.

-Okay.

One, two, three.

Come on, you can do it.

Two big leaps, you can do it!

The doctor came early

to the house looking for her.

But they took a while, I think something

came up with the maid.

Then they left for the orphanage.

They go up, down, all over the place,

like two kindred spirits.

These are the stirrings of love.

Get to the point.

Turns out that the Guinand family

is in business with one of the richest

sugar producers in the entire valley.

How quaint, huh?

She sure knows how to pick 'em.

Must be the one and only Messiah,

but he is not immortal.

Jesus came back to life, my man.

Remember that.

-All good.

-And ascended to Heaven.

So, what do you want us to do?

You get him out of my way

and then we'll talk business.

You k*lled him!

You tortured us!

My friend died because you denied us water

and we were sick for a long time!

I will report you.

Everyone will know Elías Mena's death

was your fault!

What's wrong with me, Doctor?

Everything seems to indicate

that you have lupus.

And what is that?

An autoimmune disease.

Because your cells become confused,

instead of protecting, they attack you.

Am I going to die?

Imelda, calm down.

With the proper treatment,

the life expectancy is many years.

You can't tell this to anyone, Doctor.

Imelda, calm down.

What's important is to find a specialist,

-which I am going to help you do.

-No.

No, you don't understand.

Please, you cannot tell anyone.

I don't want them to take my kids.

Please.

Are these children up for adoption?

No.

They are my kids.

They are beautiful.

How old are they?

Just over a year.

I imagine it must have been

truly special to bear

such a lovely couple of children,

and at the same time, right?

Yes.

Born at the same time.

My twins are my everything.

Identical.

I mean, not just twins, but identical.

Right, that's it. You're right.

Identical twins.

When were they born?

In February.

And in which hospital?

Mariana.

I think it's best to drop

the questioning and let Imelda rest.

Let's get coffee.

Sure, but I doubt she'll mind

answering a few more questions.

I think she is tired.

Come, let's go.

Come.

-Let me let me go back.

-Mariana.

What are you doing?

I don't think those are her kids.

I mean, yes, they're adopted, but

You see?

I could've sworn.

But they are hers.

She adopted them.

Legally, she is the mother

of those two twins.

She is also having a rough day.

She got some bad news,

so let's leave her alone.

Let's give her space, okay?

Yes, you're right.

They're siblings. I'm sorry.

I don't think I'm ready

to see all these babies.

Or maybe I am.

I don't know, maybe

I should stay here and work.

Mariana, calm down.

Don't you think so?

Would you help me?

Well, I'll help you out,

but under one condition.

What?

I want you to travel with me to Paris,

to meet my family.

Hm?

What do you say?

Please.

Joaquín, calm down.

I'm taking you so I can tend to you

better. You have to trust me.

Why? What for?

Relax.

Joaquín, they cannot let

another prisoner die here, okay?

So you are going to live.

But you have to trust me.

Let me help, Joaquín. Relax.

Bring me the IV.

I tackle too much

for you to tell me that you met some guy.

Why did I send you to Cali?

To find a suitor?

He's not someone I just met.

He's Doctor Guinand.

Hold on. Is he taking advantage

of your mental state?

For the hundredth time, I'm not crazy.

Erik is simply a gentleman

who wants to introduce me

to his family in Paris.

You want me to let you

travel alone with a man?

Are you nuts?

This is not the 1800's.

And it was you who said

you wanted me to start my life over,

to forget about the past.

Well, Erik is helping.

With a trip to Paris?

With everything.

Give him a chance.

He is the person I need in my life

right now.

Hey! Psst.

-What's going on?

-Easy, easy. What?

What's going on?

-Get in.

-No!

Get in. Go on.

Open the trunk!

Wait!

-Get in.

-What?

-Get in!

-What's going on? Calm down!

-Close it.

-What is this?

No!

Come on, come on!

Help me!

He makes me feel happy, hopeful.

He understands and listens to me.

Always has my back.

I get it, he's the cream of the crop.

Are you in love?

He makes me feel at ease.

Fine.

May I ask him to come talk to you?

He wants to ask you himself

for permission to fly me out.

Tell him to speak with me.

Thanks, Dad.

Don't get your hopes up.

Until he knows the family,

nothing is certain.

I guarantee you won't regret

getting to meet Erik.

Please, no more.

What do you want?

What do you want, cash?

We want information.

Let's discuss the Azcárate family.

Azcárate?

I know nothing about that.

They are willing to fund

that communist project of yours.

Communist, how? No

I don't know what you mean!

You better talk, pal.

If you don't, we will have to k*ll

each and every member of your family.

-No.

-And I will k*ll you last.

-No, no. I don't know

-Yes.

I don't know what this is about.

Oh.

Please.

No, no! No! No!

Hello?

Hello, good evening.

This is Mariana Azcárate.

Is Erik there?

How could he not be there yet?

Okay then.

Can you tell him to call me

once he gets there?

Thanks.

A woman should not be coming on so strong.

Beg your pardon?

Yes, I know you are very much in love

with your boyfriend, he's a gentleman,

but make him chase after you.

They are the ones

who should be making calls.

-Not you calling them.

-I know, Auntie.

I wasn't calling for that.

I called because I wanted to know

if I got the job or not.

-Aren't you studying?

-Yes.

But it is a benevolent job

where I can help the orphanage,

facilitated by Erik.

That's great.

Working with other people's suffering.

That really puts things into perspective.

How lovely.

I can hear my baby.

I am certain that my baby is alive.

I don't think those are her kids.

-Good morning, I'm Mariana Azcárate.

-Hi, how can I help you?

Thank you. I was here two days ago

with Doctor Guinand.

I was wondering if he came.

No, he still hasn't.

Could I wait for him inside?

-Sure. Follow me, please.

-Thanks.

-You can wait for him here.

-Thank you.

How may I help you, miss?

You can't be in here.

I'm sorry.

Actually, you know what?

I was here a few days ago,

and there was this lady with some babies.

Imelda, right.

-Any idea where she is?

-She's not here today.

Can I have her address?

No, miss, I can't divulge

that information.

Of course.

Sorry, I haven't introduced myself.

I'm Mariana Azcárate.

I'm a friend of Doctor Guinand's.

My dad and I were thinking

of making a donation to the orphanage,

and we wanted to speak to Imelda

about her time here.

Could you help me with that?

Let's go to my office.

-A friend of Doctor Guinand.

-That's right, ma'am.

It's strange he's not here today,

he comes here every day.

Over here, please.

A whole day

and he won't spill the beans, huh?

Your time is running out.

I told you I know nothing.

You don't?

But we do.

Erik Guinand.

French.

Works as a doctor.

His father has lived here for ten years

and works in the sugar trade.

Your mom left for France six months ago

because your grandma fell ill.

You do philanthropy,

social work at the orphanage,

free labor for the poor,

and you belong to a union of doctors.

It's not a union.

Associating yourself with groups

who go around inciting revolutions

everywhere.

You work at the public university,

you're a lefty, a liberal.

Communist piece of sh*t!

I don't belong

to any political party.

No, no.

If you truly love this country,

then stop trying

to stir up the hornet's nest.

Otherwise we will go

after what you hold most dear.

Your girlfriend.

No, not her.

She didn't do anything.

Yes.

-What do you want?

-For you to leave this country!

We do not like the intellectual types.

Two.

You have two days.

You have to nip these troublemakers

in the bud.

Or the entire crop goes to hell.

Good morning, how are you? I'm Mariana.

Yes, I remember you.

How can I help?

I was given your address because

me and my dad wanted to make

a donation to the orphanage.

Well, I brought you some fruit,

some bananas, some

They're for your kids.

Could I see them?

They're not here.

Their father took them this morning,

early in the day,

because they had a doctor's appointment.

-Are they sick?

-Listen.

I mean no disrespect to you,

but it'd be best if you left

and never returned.

-I swear it'll only be a minute

-Should I call the cops?

I'm sorry.

What happened to you, Doc?

What are you doing here?

Yes, yes. Get me out of here.

Help me.

Let's go to a hospital.

I need to go to a hospital.

Do you not recognize me?

No.

I work in La Victoria, as the foreman.

Ah, yes, yes.

I'll take you where you want me to,

but the hospital will be worse

since they'll ask questions

because you will raise suspicion.

Why? I did nothing.

I am a righteous person.

That means nothing in this world.

You got yourself an enemy,

and that's enough.

-What enemies could I have?

-I don't know, could be anyone. Think.

Ever since they k*lled the chief

over in Bogotá,

everything has fallen into chaos,

death all over, a total witch hunt.

Bad guys will throw anyone

they see under the bus

to be rid of it all.

People shouldn't blindly believe

everything.

That's the problem.

Whether they believe it or not,

once they catch someone suspicious,

they don't need a judge and jury.

They will simply deem you guilty.

I don't get it. I don't get any of this.

On top of making absurd accusations of me,

these people asked for Mr. Alfredo.

Ah, yes.

What is it?

All I know is that, for some time,

Mr. Alfredo

has not had 24-hour surveillance

at the hacienda.

And no one has snuck

into the ranch. Weird, huh?

How could that be?

Someone must be helping him.

-The bandits?

-It's none of my concern.

But you better watch out.

Because they already have their eyes

on you and Mr. Alfredo.

Mariana, too.

They said that if I didn't leave

in two days,

they would hurt her.

-I don't know what to do.

-Look after her.

Do you love her?

Of course.

Say nothing, don't get her in trouble.

But how can I just leave, without a word?

This is the country you're dealing with.

The rivers are lined with corpses,

people devour intellectuals,

and you

You're like a full-course meal.