01x11 - Episode 11

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We're not here to sleep.

Wake up, we're leaving.

-Where are you taking me?

-To a very good hotel. And it's free.

Come on, it's not an invite.

They're going to break

that stealing habit.

Joe, please forgive me.

-Move out of the way.

-He's my brother, it's not his fault.

Really? Do you want me to lock you up too?

Yes, I'm the one to blame.

You're late, Tino.

-But you told me to leave.

-It didn't take much for you to leave me.

-You got me into this.

-Forgive me, please. I'm sorry!

Forget that you have a brother.

You're dead to me.

No, please.

You're all I've got.

Please, don't leave me.

Officer, take me, I'm guilty.

All right, let's go.

Joe!

Joe!

Joe, look at me!

Joe, Joe!

Look.

SANTIAGO DE CALI HOSPITAL

I tried to stop that wedding,

but they wouldn't let me.

And I didn't get little Mariana to

But we're all alive thanks to that.

But where are all those years

they took from us?

Yes, but I'm here now.

And we'll do things right this time.

Oh, son,

I don't want something bad

to happen to you.

That's why I'm not going to take risks.

My dad is right.

The best weapon I have now

is that nobody knows I'm alive.

That's why Josefina can't find out.

How is she?

Good.

I want to see her, hug her.

But we must protect ourselves now, okay?

Where does Roy live?

No!

-No

-Mom.

I know. But he's the only witness I have.

The only one who can tell the truth.

Where can I find him?

-Doctor, how is my daughter doing?

-The diagnosis is complex.

We're trying to determine with tests

whether she has a blood clot in the brain.

A blood clot?

Blood clot? What is that?

Is it treatable or not?

It all depends on how she progresses

throughout the day.

If she wakes up,

we can rule out any trauma.

If she doesn't,

we'll have to do brain surgery.

My girl is very strong.

I'm sure she'll wake up

in a bit.

She just needs time.

Let's hope so.

Excuse me, I'm going back inside.

If she dies, Mariana

doesn't have a reason to stay with me.

You'd be back to square one.

No estate, no woman, not a penny.

I didn't put up

with Mr. Alfredo all those years

just to be a foreman again!

We'd be left without cotton.

Without cotton, there's no marijuana.

In business, there are no friends.

We'd have to change partners.

It's nothing personal.

The agreements.

The only way that I can keep

being part of that family

is if I get rid of the agreements

that Alfredo made me sign years ago.

Does your wife know about this?

He made me sign them secretly.

If Mariana left me, he wanted me

to receive no money.

Without the agreements,

Mariana can leave me

and I'm still rich.

Do you know where those papers are?

Mr. Alfredo, you should stop drinking.

Due to a

miserable n*gro,

I lost my wife.

Thanks to another miserable n*gro,

my daughter ruined her life.

And now, thanks to

a third one,

I'm about to lose Sarita.

No.

No, Mr. Alfredo.

It's destiny that has dealt you

some bad cards.

Bad cards?

Destiny seems to be determined

to take away the people I love.

Punish me in the worst way.

Ofelia

have I done wrong in life?

Do I deserve this punishment?

No.

No, Mr. Alfredo.

Everyone here is really grateful to you

and they admire you a lot.

They admire me?

Or fear me?

Don't worry, you don't have to answer.

Honestly, I don't care.

What I'm wondering right now

and for the first time

is if

those three Negroes

are really to blame.

Or if it's me

who caused all the tragedies

in this family.

No.

It's such a shame that I never

fell in love with a woman again.

Mariana hasn't called back, has she?

No, sir.

Let's go, Mr. Alfredo.

Let's go.

Sarita will recover and her grandpa

needs to be better than ever. Let's go.

Let's go.

Roy.

Roy.

Roy.

Who are you?

Joaquín Mosquera.

Joaquín is dead.

I'm alive and I need you

with all your senses.

Okay, okay.

I'm awake now.

Dry yourself off

and put on your best clothes.

You'll face the law

and tell the truth.

Do you think Benítez won't see

that we're stirring up the hornet's nest?

He's got eyes everywhere.

I'll take you on a donkey back

to Bogotá if necessary. Let's go.

No!

Forget Mariana Azcárate.

Benítez was always in love with her.

And with Mr. Alfredo's money.

That's why he got rid of you.

He's capable of k*lling me,

you, and your whole family

just to keep Mr. Alfredo's money.

If your parents are alive,

take them elsewhere, far away.

Benítez is the devil incarnate.

Well, the devil made a mistake

to keep you alive.

You're coming with me.

It's nothing, Graciliano.

I'm just moved to see my son.

But look at you.

You have circles under your eyes.

Let me get a doctor.

A doctor can't help me at this point.

Don't say that.

I have little time.

And we both know that.

But I could see my son, at least.

All that's left to do

is to tell the truth and get justice.

Benítez has to pay

for everything he's done to us.

And little Mariana deserves

to know the truth.

Don't worry.

Get some rest.

I'll get the doctor.

What's this?

It must be Christmas.

Expensive clothes!

Another one? Get him up.

Take everything.

Do as you please.

Ah!

Miss Ofelia.

Do you know where little Mariana is?

She's at the hospital

in Cali with the girl. Why?

The hospital?

I need to speak to her.

When will she be back?

Frankly, I think she's going to be late.

What is it for?

Virgelina, are you all right?

My health

is the least important thing right now.

"My health"?

That's just what I needed,

this one getting sick.

Why aren't you in bed, Virgelina?

Why are you looking after me?

Your husband asked me to look after you

so you don't exert yourself.

I'll make your lunch.

I don't think I'm hungry.

Virgelina, you have to take care.

I won't let you into the kitchen.

Forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

Dear Lord,

don't bring more misfortune into my life.

Take me, but don't take my daughter.

Not another child.

She'll be fine.

My little Mariana,

I hope your generous heart can forgive me.

Years ago, I tried to stop you

from marrying the wrong man, but I didn't.

Now that I'm at death's doorstep,

I don't want to leave this world

without telling you the truth.

Benítez is a bad person.

I know that he tortured Roy

to blame Joaquín and harm you.

If you don't believe me,

you can find Roy.

He'll tell you the truth and

then you'll realize

that you married the culprit

of all our misfortunes.

Sincerely yours,

your friend, your mama,

your nana.

Benítez is a bad person.

I know that he tortured Roy

to blame Joaquín and harm you.

I need obedient people

who won't ask questions.

I only work with people like that.

How many do you need?

Two.

You don't say.

Did you find the documents?

We just got another

little problem to solve.

When do you need them?

Now.

Hail Mary, full of Grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,

Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now,

and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Honey!

Honey!

Jose, go get the doctor,

a physician, the nurse, help me.

Honey, how are you?

How are you, sweetheart?

What happened?

That doesn't matter.

You're okay.

You're here.

I'm here for you.

I'm here for you.

Where are we?

My baby.

Don't move, old lady.

Relax, you know who you're dealing with.

Take the chance to breathe.

Tell me who else knows

about this letter to Mariana.

Tell me, speak!

Speak!

Or I'll have to hurt Graciliano.

And Josefina.

Nobody else knows.

-Are you sure?

-Sure.

Why?

You're a monster.

What else did you tell Black Roy?

Nothing.

Nothing!

Tell me the truth, Virgelina.

Otherwise, you know I'll

You'll what?

I'm not afraid of you.

You can silence me,

but little Mariana will know the truth!

Not from you.

Where have you been all these years?

I've been living in the US.

You haven't done bad at all.

If you weren't Black,

I'd mistake you for a landowner.

So I can't be a landowner

because I'm Black?

If you did so well,

why are you seeking justice?

I didn't know the truth till today.

Your dad didn't tell you

what we spoke about years ago?

Graciliano has always pleased Mr. Alfredo.

Be careful with what you say.

But he's a wise man,

and if he kept silent,

it's because he'll get nowhere with them.

My dad is a good man, but his silence

-complicated things.

-He saved your life.

He did,

but he sacrificed his and my mom's,

and it kept me away from them

for ten years.

And from Mariana Azcárate.

My life could be different, you know?

Do you think that speaking the truth

-will turn back time?

-No, but I'll clear my name.

Would you accuse me again?

I'd say no.

Don't think I don't feel guilty

over my mistake.

Because I ruined your life and mine.

But Joaquín,

Benítez would've blamed someone else,

tortured him,

and you'd still be in the same position.

You're wrong, Roy.

One thing I've learned recently

is that if you fight for nothing,

you live for nothing.

It's a matter of not giving up.

After ten years,

I have the opportunity to change history,

to seek justice.

To change destiny.

Joaquín

forgive me for what I did.

I've had to pay for it all these years.

Until the day I die.

This is your chance to set things right.

We're ready.

Let's go.

Roy!

Roy, hang in there.

Hang in there.

Roy, don't die on me.

Okay, Sarita, let's check your eyes.

Here, open your eyes wide, that's it!

Now the other one.

Perfect!

Now,

look straight at my finger

and follow it with your eyes

wherever I move it.

That's it. How's that headache doing?

It hurts a little.

That was it.

You're such a good girl.

Look what you've earned.

A candy. But it's for later,

you can't eat candy just yet,

all right?

Mrs. Mariana,

we'll order some X-rays to

look at your girl's head. All right?

I think we'll keep her under observation

for one or two more days.

Sure, we'll be here

until she's in perfect health.

I'll go ahead and order the tests.

-Thanks, Doctor.

-My pleasure, excuse me.

How are you, beautiful?

Good, where's Dad?

Honey, your dad

had to go out

and take care of some things.

Where's Daddy's little girl?

Hmm? Where is she?

Sara was just asking about you.

I was in a meeting with Mr. Frías.

You look much better.

How's my girl?

I have a bit of a headache.

Nothing that some ice cream

can't solve, right?

She can't eat sweets right now.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

What matters is that she's happy

and forgets the bad stuff.

I want to know what happened to me.

I remember something in my car.

Why remember foolish things?

Let's remember the nice things, right?

Why do you want to remember?

I want to know what happened to Joe.

I think I saw him.

Honey,

hmm

Once you feel better,

I promise we'll find out.

We're not finding anything out.

We won't see him again.

Because people who harm us

need to be out of our lives.

What happened?

What happened?

Boss!

-What happened?

-Calm down.

-What happened?

-Calm down.

Where is Virgelina?

-Where is Virgelina?

-Relax.

Where is Virgelina?

Let go of me!

-Let go of me!

-Easy!

Let go of me!

Call the cops, Ofelia.

Call whoever,

just find out what happened here.

Virgelina!

Yes, sir.

Sweetheart!

Sweetheart.

Virgelina!

I want my clothes!

Where are my clothes?

Stop, stop right here.

Hi.

Where are you going?

Where's your family?

I don't have one.

Can we take you somewhere?

I don't even know where I'm going.

We're headed to Bogotá.

Would you like to see it?

-I won't work for you.

-No, we don't want you to work.

Our family supports a boarding school

for homeless children.

Would you like to go to school?

Yes? Let's go.

Hop in.

You'll love it.

How old are you?

Twelve.

You'll really love it.

Come here.

Come here.

I'm sorry.

Where's Rogelio?

I don't know.

I just saw him around the kitchen.

Ah! You were awake.

Yes.

Swiss chocolate.

I can't, Grandpa.

Save it.

We'll share it later.

Also

The Count Of Monte Cristo

to read together.

-Are you staying with me?

-Of course, all morning.

Are my parents not coming?

Something came up and they had to stay.

They'll stay at least half of the day.

-What happened?

-Nothing serious.

What matters now is that you get well

so that you can be back at the ranch,

and everything can go back to normal.

How about some Swiss chocolate?

Everything has its time

and everything we love

under the Heavens has its time.

It's time to be born and time to die.

It's time to plant.

And time to reap what was sowed.

It's time to destroy

and time to build.

It's time to k*ll and it's time to cure.

It's time to cry and time to laugh.

It's what God, in His holy will,

wants for man to do on Earth.

Soon, that great entity named God

will call us to settle the score.

We don't have to fear death.

After death,

the spirit transcends to a better place.

The body remains.

And it vanishes with the Earth.

Let's pray.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,

hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done on Earth

I'm really sorry, Graciliano.

I couldn't rescue her, Jacinta.

I can't see how this accident

could've happened.

My wife was always

so careful about everything.

I know she was sick,

but I can't wrap my head around

how my house could catch fire

-because you didn't look after her.

-I did.

But I went out to hang the blankets.

Graciliano,

I don't think this was an accident.

I

Forget it.

Why, Jacinta?

-What happened?

-Nothing happened.

Wait.

Why wasn't it an accident?

Jacinta?

Jacinta!

Did you see something?

Did you see someone?

Who?

Who did you see?

Mr. Rogelio.

Are you sure?

He ran out, and I saw him.

It was him.

m*rder*r.

Don't tell anyone what you saw.

Fine.

-Anyway, I'm not so sure that

-But I am sure.

And I need your help, Jacinta.

I have a plan.

Dad.

Let's go.

We're sorry about the accident.

This was no accident.

What are you saying, Dad?

Nothing.

This is the devil's work.

He's been having a ball

at our expense for many years.

Graciliano, I

I don't know what to say.

I don't think words can help anything,

but you know that Virgelina

was very important to me.

I want you to know

that you're welcome at home

if you want to stay.

No.

I don't think they'll be comfortable

at the ranch.

That's true.

But their house is almost destroyed

and our place

It's better if they stay in the shed.

Or in the stables.

While they rebuild the shack.

How can you suggest that?

Don't worry, madam.

The shed is better than your house.

I don't mean it in a bad way.

I say it because my daughter and I

need to be alone to rebuild our house.

In any case,

thank you very much, Mariana.

I'm here for whatever you need.

I know, thank you.

Count on us.

Thank you.

How ungrateful.

They noticed

you didn't want them in our house.

We can't let some Negroes in.

What would your dad say?

They're my family.

Whether you like it or not.

The girl is doing great.

She's a strong girl.

Her capacity for recovery

is spooking the doctors here.

Thank God.

All right, Dad. We're heading over.

No need.

They're discharging her,

-I'll take her to the ranch.

-Oh, all right, thanks.

So I'll see you here later.

Thanks.

Sarita is coming home.

Finally, some good news.

The child is back?

Yes. I'll need you to help me

with the bedroom.

Let's get it ready.

And get her favorite food. Everything.

-Of course.

-Thank you.

And ask Jacinta to cut

some of the flowers she likes.

-Jacinta?

-Yes.

I haven't seen her.

Didn't she come with you?

Tell her I need to speak with her.

-Is something wrong?

-No.

I just want everything to be perfect

for Sarita's arrival.

-Okay, I'm going.

-Thanks.

-Good morning, officer.

-Good morning.

-I need to file a report.

-Yes, of course, this way.

I'm not accusing anyone,

but it was very suspicious

to see Mr. Benítez

around the house before the fire.

Why do you think

he'd want to burn the house down?

Mr. Rogelio doesn't like that family.

I once

I've heard, because I'm not certain,

that he tried to incriminate

their son in a crime.

Who says that?

Mr. Graciliano.

The father, and the lady's husband.

Tell me something.

Did he send you here?

-So the neighbors are selling the estate?

-Mm-hmm.

Apparently,

their business is not doing well.

-How big, more or less? 350 hectares?

-Yes.

That's bigger than La Victoria.

Imagine everything we could do

with that land.

But my dad won't be interested

in a business like that.

What matters is whether we're interested.

Are we always going to think

about what your dad wants?

No, but

What do you suggest?

-Compete against him?

-No,

but we can demonstrate

My dad won't accept any proof,

you know that.

And with what money will we buy that land?

With your inheritance.

That's Sarita's money.

Exactly.

It's an investment for her future,

it's leaving her capital, Mariana.

We can't know

what will happen in the future.

Lend me that money.

I can't believe she's not here.

My sweetheart.

She knew so much.

What did she know?

I mean that

she's seen

a lot of hard things,

injustices.

But I never imagined

that she would die like this.

It's good that she's resting now.

Do you know what my consolation is, Dad?

That I know she's with Joaquín.

And wherever they are

they're our angels.

Looking after us.

No, child.

We're alone in this world.

Nobody is looking after us

and nobody ever will.

If what we want is justice,

we'll have to get it ourselves.

What justice are you talking about, Dad?

The one we deserve, my child.