01x20 - Episode 20

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Don't move.

Look, my dear, despite all the nonsense

being said,

I have my own theory about

who could be the baby's mom.

How did you come up with that theory?

The baby was left on a Tuesday morning.

And from that day, every Tuesday

at the same time, for two months,

a woman came

and cried her eyes out in the same spot.

She was crying?

Like there was no tomorrow.

Look, my dear, as a woman and mother,

I recognize

a mom's grief for her child.

That woman was suffering a lot.

In fact, every afternoon,

a friend would come for her.

And this went on for two months

at the same time, every Tuesday.

Do you know who she was?

Not the one who cried.

But the friend who would come for her

was Amanda.

-Amanda?

-Amanda.

Do you know where I can find her?

I don't know if she still works

at the same place because

she was a waitress at a bar in town.

Where's that bar? Is it still around?

Yes, but I don't think it's the best place

for you to visit, my dear.

Why?

It's the oldest brothel in town.

Quality: ten out of ten.

The best in the whole Valley.

And just like this one,

I've got ten hectares growing right now.

When can you have it ready by?

Two months.

I'll bring it fully packaged

and ready to transport.

What do you think?

I'm interested.

I'm in for half.

All or nothing.

You understand that I can't sell

in bits and pieces

when I've got folks interested

in buying the whole lot.

I gave you my word

you'd have the first dibs.

But if these are your terms

-Excuse me.

-Fine.

Fine.

We've got a deal.

Nobody wants a long-term agreement

more than me, sir.

That's the plan.

You won't regret it.

Viche.

A bottle.

Two ladies.

Okay.

Excuse me.

-Job hunting, honey?

-No, thanks.

Hello, sir, I'm looking for a woman

named Amanda.

-Who?

-Amanda.

I heard she worked here

20 years ago as a waitress.

As a "waitress"?

20 years ago

A lot of women have come and gone

in 20 years, you know?

You might remember her,

she had a friend who also worked here

and got pregnant 20 years ago.

Who are you, miss?

I'm a journalist.

I'm doing some interviews

for my college paper.

So

there's really no way to know

the name of the woman who got pregnant

here 20 years ago?

Look

getting pregnant is pretty common

in this line of work.

And

Any other employee I could maybe talk to?

None from that far back.

One more question,

are all the waitresses here

prostit*tes?

Look.

Let me explain something to you.

In this business,

all waitresses are prostit*tes.

But see, not all prostit*tes

are good waitresses.

No, thanks.

Can I give you my number?

In case you remember or know someone

who knows Amanda.

-My name is Sara.

-Mm.

Here. Sara.

If you remember, please call me.

It's really important to talk to Amanda.

Thanks. Bye.

What did she want?

You're pretty nosy, huh?

Hello.

I'm looking for Lizeth Guerrero,

she had an accident.

Sorry.

Are you looking for Lizeth?

Lizeth

She's here, still unconscious.

What happened to her?

Sorry, are you related to the patient?

No, I'm her boss.

She's my friend and she works for me.

Well, how did the accident happen?

She fell at my house, Doctor.

She was cleaning, and I guess she slipped.

I found her unconscious.

Okay.

We'll need to run some tests to make sure

there's no brain trauma,

but I need a family member here.

The issue is that her family

lives far away.

I can take care of getting them here.

Do what you need to do,

I'll take care of it.

Don't worry,

the gentleman paid for it all.

Well,

I'm glad to hear Lizeth is well-regarded

by you all.

But please, call a family member.

Yes, I can let them know, but

they might take one or two days to arrive.

In that case, we need someone to stay.

I can.

-I can stay.

-No, I'll stay.

Lizeth would feel more

comfortable with a woman.

You're right.

I'll keep an eye on her health

and keep you informed.

-Thank you, Doctor.

-Thank you, Doctor.

Coffee?

Are you staying too?

You heard me, didn't you?

No, thanks.

-Did he threaten you?

-Indirectly.

No, you have to report it.

File a complaint.

To whom?

To the administrators who probably think

just like our dean?

-You say that because it's easy for you.

-No, no, no.

I have my own history, you know that.

Yes, I know, I'm sorry.

It makes me angry.

It infuriates me that

nothing I do to earn my place matters.

They'll always look at me

with discrimination.

Can you imagine if they found out

I was a criminal?

No one can judge you for that.

They made you one.

They judge me for less.

I'm sorry.

When?

When will we let go of the past?

Well, when we make peace

with the past, Tino.

Tell me something.

Did you look for your family?

My family is Joe.

And I'm already in that

process.

I mean the other part of your family.

That's part of your past

that I feel you should make

peace with as well.

A young lady was here

asking about Amanda.

And she also asked about a friend

of Amanda's, who had a baby.

Jazmín?

Well, who else could it be?

You know those two were inseparable.

But who asked?

What's her name?

The lady said her name was Sara.

Did she talk to someone else?

No, no one else, but

she gave me a phone number.

Listen carefully, Viche.

That girl can't know anything at all.

She can't know who Amanda is,

let alone who Jazmín is.

Do you understand?

But what do I do if she comes back?

No.

She won't.

We'll be a step ahead.

I need you to do me a favor.

-Good morning.

-Good morning.

Ignacia.

Who are you?

I'm Tino.

You raised me.

And my brother Joe.

How much are you asking for them?

You have to make them go hungry.

Keep them motivated to steal.

Does it really matter

who our parents were? Huh?

It's just that

we can't even call them parents,

those who conceived us.

Being a parent is completely different,

something else.

What do you mean, "What does it matter

who our parents were?"

Of course, it matters

Joel, I'm saying that my mom

could have been a prost*tute.

People make decisions to survive.

I'm not judging her, but it's just

she could've chosen a different path,

I don't know.

Do you really think

one chooses their path?

-Of course. Yes.

-Yes? So, you mean

you chose

being abandoned at a church.

Think about it.

What would've happened if

instead of being picked up

by someone like Mrs. Mariana,

an elegant, caring woman,

you had been picked up by

someone selfish,

who didn't love you and mistreated you?

-You want me to go on?

-No.

See, that's the thing.

Life leaves us no choice.

It makes its own decisions.

Clearly, it has its favorites

like you.

And the forsaken ones, like me.

-Am I making sense?

-No.

Joel, this

It's not a suffering contest.

I get it, you had it rough,

and I'm really sorry.

But you can't ask me not to be hurt

knowing that my mom maybe never knew

who my dad was.

Or who knows what she endured

where she worked.

You can't ask me that.

Well, sure.

We each deal with our own pain.

Yeah, true.

I

I used to think

the worst thing was not knowing

who my mom was, but

now, I think the worst part is

actually knowing

who she was.

Nah.

Nah, whatever choices she made

in her life,

they don't define you.

-What do you mean? Of course, they do.

-No.

What will people think when

they find out my mom was a prost*tute?

-Why care what others think?

-It matters to me.

Can I choose what matters to me or not?

Can I?

Thanks.

Now I get why my uncles looked at me

the way they did,

and my grandpa's friends

looked at me like

with pity, like

-With regret.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

I don't know.

I really wish I could just leave and

never go back.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Just between us

because I like you,

I'll let you in on a secret.

-I'm starting a business.

-Oh, really?

And if all goes well

we could travel the world.

Let's go.

-Yes, tomorrow if you want.

-Just like that, where to?

But

one technical question.

Are we taking your girlfriend too?

-What girlfriend?

-Ah, "what girlfriend?"

I'm not one for commitments, Sara Benítez.

Only you.

Here, in front of everyone.

Why don't you just serve the drinks

and stop talking?

Alright, let's toast.

-Do you know why?

-Why?

Because we're leaving.

Cheers.

This was your favorite juice.

Not true.

You barely gave us food.

Listen, Tino.

We were young.

We made mistakes.

Life rewards the good.

And punishes the bad.

You're doing pretty well.

With hard work, I became a lawyer.

-Mmm

-Now, I'm a professor.

But no thanks to you.

Why did you come?

To throw in my face

what I didn't give you?

To humiliate me?

Are you here to ask for something?

'Cause, you see, I've got nothing left.

I'd never ask for anything from someone

who can't give.

Easy to judge from a distance, right?

Not everyone had the chance

to go to college.

We did what we could.

We gave you shelter, fed you.

You took us to beg on the streets,

even in the rain.

So?

It is what it is.

We got what we got.

And for me, it was about surviving.

How is Joe?

Messed up because of you.

Uh-uh.

Easy to blame someone else.

You both were raised the same,

you turned out fine.

How's it my fault he screwed up his life?

Huh?

Why are you here, Tino?

I want to know

why my brother and I ended up with you?

We were always told

you took us in, from where?

An orphanage?

Look

you're judging me

and you would've had it worse

with your dad.

You didn't come from an orphanage.

Your dad sold you to me.

Huh?

Are you hungry?

-We could go eat.

-No, I'm not hungry, thanks.

I'm just wondering

why you are waiting here this long

for someone who's not even your employee.

What do you know?

I appreciate Lizeth a lot,

she worked for me for a long time.

I like to care for people

who worked with me.

Anybody?

Who told you about the accident?

She couldn't have told you.

In Cali, gossip travels fast.

Everyone knows she worked for me.

And believe it or not,

the Azcárate family is highly appreciated

in this region.

I get the feeling you're not

being honest with me.

I feel the same about you.

How about if we have a fresh start?

Let's play a game and tell each other

the truth. I'll ask you, you respond.

-No lies.

-Okay.

I'll go first.

Did you come to take our land?

That's an easy one.

-Yes.

-Why?

It's my turn.

Why would a woman like you

marry a guy like Benítez?

-None of your business.

-Sure.

-So, game over, huh?

-Why do you care?

-Just curious.

-Mm.

Is that how you see everything?

-It's all a game?

-No, quite the opposite.

For me, everything is serious.

Especially if it's about you.

Well, I don't like games.

Or being challenged.

Just so we're clear, Mr. Stewart

I'm not your friend.

Excuse me.

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AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

Ah, Lizeth.

Sorry for dragging you into this mess.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

Clothes.

Clothes.

What?

Clothes.

Clothes.

The clothes.

I searched the house.

The promissory notes are missing.

I knew it.

It was her.

Mariana sent her.

What should we do?

What are you doing?

This area is off-limits.

Uh, yes, I was just

bringing clean clothes to the patient.

You can do that during visiting hours.

Please leave.

Yes, yes, yes.

-Get out!

-Yes, of course.

If you come in unauthorized again,

I'll call the police!

When do we stop

holding onto the past?

You didn't come

from an orphanage.

Did you look for your family?

Professor.

What are you doing here?

Are you making a family album?

Mm.

That must be your grandfather.

Yes.

He taught me to drive a tractor.

He told me that if I learned to drive one,

I could handle anything.

He gave me everything.

Maybe you were right, digging up

the past doesn't help.

Why bother?

If in the end

my whole life, everything I know

is this.

Did something happen?

I found a clue about my mom

and I'm not sure I want to keep digging.

What if I don't like what I find?

I don't know what to do

if I should keep going or stop

at this point, I don't know.

Well, it depends on how badly

you need that answer.

It's not just that.

I don't want to be stuck

with the bitter truth.

And what is the truth, Sara?

This should be your truth.

You have people who love you,

who've always been with you,

who love you.

The most important thing is

that you love them too.

I should've listened to you

and gone to class.

I would've bored you.

SANTIAGO DE CALI HOSPITAL

Hold on a second.

Mrs. Azcárate.

I want to know

why you sent Lizeth to spy on me?

I didn't send Lizeth to your house.

It was you who took her out of mine.

-Ask me, what do you want to know?

-Nothing.

I don't care.

I don't like to be around people

I don't trust.

Do I make you nervous?

I think you're full of yourself

and you're annoying.

-I want you far away.

-But I want you close.

You know what? You're a fascinating woman,

unique.

Too bad you're stuck with such a

basic guy.

How dare you talk about my private life.

You deserve better

than a convenient marriage.

That's enough.

Have you ever been in love?

I'd like you to leave.

That's going to be tough,

because I came here to stay.

Then I'll leave.

Respect me.

You seem off.

I did some digging

and didn't like what I found.

It turns out that when we were kids,

my dad sold me and my brother

to a g*ng of criminals who used children

to steal and ask for money.

How could they have

sold you?

What can I say?

But do you know who your dad is?

All I know is his name is Jesús.

I'd rather not talk about it anymore.

Close that door.

Tino, listen

Why burden yourself with that? Why bother?

You're right.

The past is the past,

we can't change it.

All we have now is the present.

And the future.

No one else can make choices for us.

We can be

whatever we want to be.

Do you already know what you want to be?

A lawyer or a photographer?

Professor, don't ask me that now.

While you're deciding

you need to catch up.

Just so you know, I like you more

as a friend than as a teacher.

But you do like me.

Hey.

Easy, easy. I'm kissing the friend,

not the teacher.

Just making sure.

No rush, though, right?

Of course.

Well, I have to go,

because I have a professor who

When I turn in this paper

Bye.

-Hi.

-Hi.

I need to see my daughter.

But

Mariana, is everything okay?

Mariana.

Mariana, is everything okay?

Don't worry, she's fine.

So, Sara hardly spends time

in this house.

Makes sense, she's young.

She's studying something tough.

-Does she ask about me?

-No.

But she eats everything you send her.

Why don't you talk to her?

I don't know, Jose, because

I want to respect the space she asked for.

You know better than anyone, parent-child

relationships are complicated.

Oh

I genuinely hope you can reconnect

with her.

Not like me and my dad.

Ever since he made me move here

and banned me from the estate

nothing's been the same.

Jose, I don't want to interfere but

-your dad is not well.

-I know.

He needs help.

But how can you help someone

who refuses it?

The few times he let me see him,

it ended worse.

I think you remind him a lot of your mom.

I wish he'd move in with me here.

When I hint at it, he tells me they'll

only get him out of there in a coffin.

I'm sorry things are this way.

We all have our problems.

Don't remind me.

As if I don't have

enough on my plate, now this.

What?

I sent Lizeth to spy on Mr. Stewart

and she had an accident.

Oh, Mariana.

You had her spy on him? But why?

I don't know, because I don't like him.

I'm afraid of him but at the same time

Ugh I'm drawn to him.

I mean, he intrigues me.

That look on your face, Mariana.

Why is he so mysterious, Josefina?

I want to know more about him.

It's okay.

I won't bother you,

I won't ask you anything.

I just want to pamper and feed you.

Thanks.

I saw the pictures in the student paper.

Really good.

You're really talented, honey.

I miss you a lot.

Don't worry, I'm not pushing you.

Just know that whenever you

want to come back home,

we are waiting for you.

Okay?

Mom.

Have you ever

tried to find

my real mom?

Of course.

Of course, sweetheart.

We did everything we could

to find out about your family.

We were told so many things,

we never knew what was true.

But trust me, honey,

if I knew anything about your mom,

I'd do whatever it takes

for you to meet her.

Okay?

Thanks again for breakfast.

Enjoy.

SANTIAGO DE CALI HOSPITAL

Sara!

-Sarita!

-Coming.

-What's up? Is it for me?

-Yes.

-Who is it?

-Some lady.

-She didn't say.

-Thanks, Jose.

Hello, this is Sara. Who's speaking?

Hello, Sara. This is Amanda.

I was told you were looking for me.

Hello? Sara?

Uh yes, sorry.

Well, I wanted to know

if many years ago you

Yes.

I know who you are

and what you're looking for.

I've been ready for this moment

for a while.

Want to meet up and talk?

Uh Mrs. Amanda,

the thing is, I don't know if

I even want to.

Yeah, I understand that you're confused.

But I think it's better to know the truth.

You know where she is?

Yes.

If you change your mind,

I'll be at the church at 11:00 a.m., okay?

Lizeth! Hey!

Lizeth.

Where do you think you're going?

Are you trying to escape?

I think you have Mr. Stewart's papers,

where are they?

Do you really trust that guy?

Tell me.

Have you ever thought

that he might be deceiving us?

How so?

Think about it, he's done things for us

that no one else in this region has.

-We're going into business on his farm.

-A bankrupt farm, you mean.

Would you put your hands in the fire

for a stranger?

Do you trust him?

Give me Mr. Stewart's papers.

Now.

Lizeth

do you want to go to jail?

Now, Lizeth.

Be thankful that Mr. Stewart

didn't report it to the police

yet.

Ángel.

I really hope you're right.

Because, in the end, the only ones

who are going to lose are us.

Put everything away,

I just want to see a pencil and a sheet.

Question one.

What's a fundamental right?

Two.

What do you think

should be added to the Constitution?

Three.

Should matters like racism

be punishable by law?

Excuse me, but

aren't these questions a bit too broad?

I mean, we study

history, acts, articles.

Yes, very good.

Actually, all of those are tools

that will help you think.

Four.

Sorry, just a moment.

No cheating.

Sara, hold on.

Sara.

-What is this?

-My exam.

"The most fundamental right of a person

is the right to know nothing."

Is this a joke?

-I've never been more serious.

-But you didn't answer anything else.

Well, no, because I didn't study.

It wasn't a memory test.

It wasn't a memory test, but I don't know

the '86 Constitution either,

or any of the articles or acts.

I didn't read them because

all I'm interested in

is finding my mom.

Can you understand that?

Sara, Sara, hold on.

Yes, I understand it.

But you can't put your life on hold.

Why not?

Isn't freedom a fundamental right?

Sure, but look at this exam.

I can only give you a zero.

You might fail the class.

Then do what you must,

I have to do what I must.

Are these numbers legit?

It's the buyer's own handwritten proposal.

Your thoughts?

Either you're a great negotiator,

or the Turk was ripping me off.

Or both.

This is the future, Joe.

If all goes well, no matter what happens

with the cotton or the estate,

you and I will be richer

than any other big shots around here.

We're in the same boat, Mr. Rogelio.

And let me tell you,

that crop is flourishing.

Let's say that in

a couple of weeks,

that crop will be ready for business.

Keep an eye on it, alright?

-My eyes will be on it.

-Mm.

I need a favor.

Stop by Cali and pick up a package

I have at this address.

But, discreetly though, it's a surprise.

-Now?

-Now.

Excuse me.

Do I make you nervous?

I think you're full of yourself

and you're annoying.

Mrs. Mariana.

Sorry to interrupt.

They need you, it's quite urgent.

Ah, thanks, Maura. I'll go.

Let's go.

Professor Tino.

I have a question.

Tell me.

If I were to leave the class,

would you go running down the halls

after me like you did with Sara?

It depends.

If I knew you had a serious problem,

rest assured, I'd do that.

For you

and for anyone.

Ma'am, sorry I couldn't do

what you needed.

No, Lizeth, quite the opposite.

It's my fault.

I shouldn't put you at risk.

But how are you? How do you feel?

Well, the doctor says

since I'm

up and about, it means I'm okay.

Still, he wants me to stay one more night.

I'll send someone to keep you company.

When you're discharged,

come, this is your home.

Mrs. Mariana, thanks so much, but I

I want to go back to my town.

I'll send you some money.

And when you return,

come straight to La Victoria.

Thanks a lot.

Please, be careful.

You're on that man's radar.

Busy?

No, no, no.

You didn't come home last night.

No, I stayed at the hostel.

I wanted to see Sara. It's been a while.

Mm, and how is she?

She is good. Calm.

And you?

Fine.

I have a favor to ask.

Would you join me for dinner tonight?

Sure, of course.

I have a surprise for you.

Excuse me.

See you tonight.

Will we report Mrs. Mariana?

No.

I'm not planning to report her.

I don't need anyone

to seek justice for me.

The way I see it,

everything is in our favor,

letting us know who the enemy is.

What we do need to do is

let Lizeth go.

But you know why Lizeth betrayed you

and helped Mrs. Mariana.

She's weak, like all humans.

Sold to the highest bidder.

No.

It's because people don't trust you.

You took them to work on a ranch

that lately,

you don't seem to care much for.

We hardly have crops, we have no clients.

You spend your time here

in this Cali apartment.

-All of that is very suspicious.

-Suspicious to whom, Ángel?

To them or to you?

To me, as well.

I've been loyal,

faithful.

I know you're a good man, but

there are many things I don't understand.

Like your fixation on the Azcárates.

Those are personal matters, Ángel.

If you want me to keep working for you,

I'm going to ask you, please

to tell me the whole truth.

I know that something strong drives you.

But I need to understand.

Look, Ángel, if I haven't told you more,

it's to protect you.

The less you know, the better.

How about this?

You tell me, and

I decide.

I've worked hard enough over the years

to earn some merits,

for you to trust me.

Not all of us are for sale.

Have a seat.

Have a seat, please.

-I don't drink.

-I understand.

But when will you have the chance

to have a drink with a dead man?

Cheers.