01x06 - Concepción

[bunniefuu]

You really think these
girls have any type of power

to decide for themselves?

It's on all the channels.

The disappearance of Governor
Valenzuela Helú is a mystery.

They believe it has to
do with organized crime.

I know how hard the
first 48 hours are.

And she's making a huge effort

to stay clean and sober.

We have all night.
We're both survivors.

You really think beauty
contests serve a purpose?

That house was a
genuine gold mine.

And I can show you videos
of the nights they spent

with some of your girls.

They could talk,
and I want you there

to see what they
say. Understood?

Go that way and find the road.

Jocelyn!

Then she kept going and
when she realized it...

she reached the heart!

Connie.

Concepción knew the true price
of the crown better than anyone.

She knew that the gold
from which it was made

was pure poison.

Wait.

Why did you run?

Where are you going in a
rush? No need to be nervous.

And whoever touched it,
would inherit the curse...

of having to renounce
their own dreams...

in order to live
those of others.

Get out, or I'll leave
you without a cent.

That's why I never understood
why she wanted the winner

to be the only person
who could have saved her.

CHAPTER 6: CONCEPTION

Jocelyn!

Stop!

Calm down, as*h*le!
We're not murderers.

If she runs, it's
your fault, b*stard!

- She was your responsibility.
- Now it's my fault she wants to escape?

Be grateful I found her.

- We would've been so f*cked.
- Let go!

If I want to party,
I'll keep partying!

- Watch these morons.
- f*ck it!

Nando, calm down.
Don't be a d*ck.

I know you're frustrated,
but I have orders...

f*ck your orders! They're
not your f*cking property!

What's up, baby?

You let these f*cking
bureaucrats give us orders?

You didn't get a
thing. Right, as*h*le?

We're just trinkets.
We're disposable.

When our shine wears
off, we're replaced.

Right, Luisa?

Get in the van. You too.

- f*cking wh*res.
- Let's go, man.

Please, let me leave.

No, I can't. You won't
get anywhere on foot.

Let's go.

Get out.

No, you can leave now. You
did enough damage today.

I followed uncle's orders.

He ordered you to sh**t
her? Go back to him then.

Do what you have to do,
but don't come back here.

If you run away again, I
won't be able to protect you.

Let me leave.

I swear on my sister's life
that if you let me to leave,

you'll never hear from me again.

And where will you run to?

Wherever it is,
they'll find you.

No one gets away
from my brother.

If you don't understand that,
I won't be able to help you.

Why are you here?

I don't know. I thought
that maybe we could...

No, no, no. Isa, don't
come to my bedroom.

No, I don't...

I'm not in the mood.
I had a bad day.

No, I'm not here for sex...

Then what? What do you want?

What the f*ck do you want?

Nothing from you, as*h*le.

There comes a point
in every story...

when the characters

can no longer move
forward or backward.

They've made too many mistakes.

We're here.

Hurry.

They've exhausted
every strategy.

Straight to your rooms.

- And you, come with me.
- What? Where?

You. Get inside.

Where are you taking me?
Where are you taking me?

- Who is it?
- Me.

They don't want us
to talk to anyone.

What happened?

They took them both.

Where?

- What will they do to us?
- Alright. Relax, okay?

Yes, yes, yes, I
need you to relax.

I'm...

I have to think...

about what we can do, but...

but I need you to relax.

Okay?

It'll be okay.

For one moment, all they
can do is remain still.

Contemplating what
they have been.

You'll sleep here tonight.

Why?

Don't make things more
difficult, Dolores.

Take this.

You have to get some rest.

And wondering if
they're be capable

of transforming
into something else.

You want to live?

The crown's the only
thing that can save you.

Remaining as
visible as possible.

What are you doing here?

- Where did you take Jocelyn?
- Wait, wait. Calm down.

Let me explain.
I'm on your side.

Wait.

I saw what happened
with the governor.

I'm the one who put the
tape in Elena's room.

But you went after
her with Mirko.

I saw when you brought her back.

Yes, but I had to do it. I
had to follow his orders.

Or they would've found me out.

Did you know what
went on in that house?

Not everything.

I thought they were
normal parties.

I thought the girls wanted to.

I should've known.

But then I met you.

And I realized that the
only way you would have gone

to those parties would
have been by force.

Because you're
not like the rest.

I'm not like the rest?

So you think the other girls
don't care if they're r*ped,

as long as they're on TV?

Sorry, that's not what
I meant. It was stupid.

I won't let anyone touch you.

That no one hurts you,
not you or anyone else.

This is the part
where the princesses

realize that no
prince can save them.

That often, castles
turn out to be prisons.

And that if, from the start,
they'd have looked carefully

behind all the luxuries,
beyond the sheen of the jewels

and behind all the mirrors...

they would have seen

that even the queen
was trapped there.

Did you sleep well?

Sit down, your
coffee will get cold.

I don't understand
what's going on.

Your brother threatens us.

We can only leave the
estate with guards,

as if we were criminals.

They take Jocelyn
to who knows where.

And then you treat me like this?

What game are you playing?

I'm just trying to protect you.

From all of this...

From us.

Why?

Because I have to
stop this hell.

Because if I don't,

there'll be nothing
left of me worth saving.

Okay?

Tomorrow we're off to
the capital very early.

You have a meeting
with Kraceveksi.

I want all of
Mexico to know you.

I want them to see that they
have the queen they expect.

And once you have the
crown on your head,

then no one can harm you.

Not even Raúl.

The country wouldn't
forgive him.

That's my way of protecting
you. But you have to trust me.

More. More.

Give me one more.
Okay, girls. Can we?

Forty-nine kilos.

You've lost weight?

I'm going to check the
measurement entries

for the last four weeks.

Are you okay?

What happened to you?

Who did that?

You've lost three kilos.

Go to the dietician.
We'll adjust your program.

Alright, ladies.

You need to
understand something.

Follow your diets.

You're no good to us
here neither as h*ifers

nor as skeletons.

That's what you signed up for.

-Who's next? Good
afternoon. Sorry, sorry.

- Late again?
- It's just..

They found the governor's
body in the town's river.

Mirko.

Wait, let me help you.

- You can't.
- Yes, I can! Listen to me.

- Listen to me!
- How will you help me?

How does a preppy girl like you,

who's had it all easy in
life, plan to help me?

How?

I know you've got a
problem because of Jocelyn.

I know she's locked
up with Dolores.

They know something
that's dangerous for you.

They were with the governor...

Shut your f*cking mouth.

You know too much.

But you're smart enough
and will keep quiet, right?

Because if you make me choose
between my family and you,

it's my family.

Always.

Got it?

Shut up.

- Hello.
- Hello.

I thought it would be
just me and you, Pancho.

Aren't we a little old
for children's games?

We're also too old
to be playing bingo.

Nevertheless...

the river,

the town,

your estate...

Bingo!

At least you listened to me

about using visual A*DS
for your projects. Bravo.

You screwed up, Raúl.

Now, no one will buy
the drug lord story.

No matter how many
dismembered bodyguards

appear in the north.

No, I think you're the
ones who screwed up here.

How's do you say
in your business,

something like...?

Lights... Camera...

Action.

There you are, gentlemen.

Regular visitors
to La Encantada.

And several times.

And I have news.

I've got it all
recorded on video.

You can keep that one.
Courtesy of the house.

So that you never forget
that either of you

could be accused for the m*rder

of that as*h*le Helú.

Or at the very least,

for showing your naughty bits

in all their glory in front
of the Mexican porn industry.

What do you want?

Some time.

The pageant is almost over.

As soon as Miss Mexico's ends,
I myself will open the door

to the police and hand them the
culprit on a silver platter.

Who?

Don't worry about that. It
won't be painful for you.

I want all of Mexico to
know that Raúl López Morton

is capable of sacrificing
what he loves most,

as long as justice prevails.

But wait until the
show's over, gentlemen.

Because there's nothing
healthier for a democracy...

than an electorate
distracted by...

royalty.

Enjoy yourselves.

Gentlemen.

I think the color
suits you very well.

- You like it?
- I love it.

We'll have to adjust it a
bit here, and it's done.

Alright, Elena.

Tomorrow we'll head out very
early to the capital, okay?

The three of us.

I need you to prep
Dolores, because Kraceveksi

will ask all sorts of questions.

Where you were born,
your ambitions.

And you need to look confident.

What's going on? Why are
you playing her game?

That woman is our only
way to get out alive

and for you to get the
video to the capital.

Do what you have to do
and call who you have to,

but as of tomorrow, we have


- I'll help you.
- I can do it.

I know what you did.

I need to talk to
all of you today.

Professor, it's Elena.

I can't talk long.

Tomorrow, I'm going
to the capital.

I'll be there for the day,

but I can go to
your house at night.

I need to know if you can
get the AG to meet me there.

Yes.

Yes, I can let you know
when I'm on my way.

Yes.

Thanks so much, professor.

See you tomorrow. You too.

I didn't come here to argue.

Don't play dumb.

She told me you threatened
her and know everything.

What the hell do you want?

I wouldn't have been
as brave as you.

You saved her life.

That pig would have k*lled you.

I know that type of
man, and sooner or later

they get rid of everything
that reminds them

how awful they are.

What do you want, Isabel?

It's my world and I'm
sure that I can survive

that toxic air better than you.

Took you long enough.

Of course, this wasn't
going to be free.

How long do you think you can
go without taking something

to forget the
country's watching you?

And when she gets drunk?

How long do you think
before she makes one mistake

and reveals everything
you're covering up?

If you open your
mouth, I'll k*ll you.

What's she doing here?

She knows everything.

And she wants us to let her win.

I knew you'd do anything
to get what you want,

but this?

That's f*cked up.

I want a life.

And women like me don't
have the right to one.

If my family had found
out that I was pregnant

before getting here, they
would've married me off.

And I'd be watching you on TV.

I'm not some garbage.
I'm just like them.

I'm willing to do
whatever it takes,

so they don't erase me.

Seriously?

You think you can
cover up all of this?

I thought that this was
the best for everyone.

But this way, you can go on
with your lives and disappear,

and I could finally be free.

But if you really think
you'll get justice,

I wish you the best of luck.

Concepción and Dolores
had come a long way.

To get to the point
where each one...

knew exactly who they were.

To keep denying it was
starting to be more dangerous

than facing the truth.

You'll love your hotel room.

What an amazing place!

Have you seen this view?

We have to be ready in one hour.

Shower and don't put on any
makeup. They do it there.

I'll see you downstairs in
one hour. I'm next door.

Incredible.

Lola?

I don't think
that's a good idea.

Look, Elena. We don't
know if this'll work.

Give me a break.

You never know, I could
be in prison tomorrow.

Let me have some fun.

I didn't know how
far Dolores had to go

to get to this moment.

- Mrs. López Morton?
- Hello.

This way.

But there was a
sense of urgency,

in how she looked for
happiness from life.

What are we?
Debutantes? I love it!

Elena!

We're debutantes!

So much so, that even I
couldn't help forgetting,

for a moment, the nightmare
that we were living.

I love the rain!

This is incredible.

Hey, stand up!

Stand up! Stand up!

Oh, how beautiful!

I've always wanted
to be somebody.

Now I'd give anything
to be nobody.

How can you say
something like that?

You're going to be Miss Mexico.

Alright, of all the queens
that you've crowned,

have any of them lived
happily ever after?

Elena. Come.

This is your chance.

Go. Save us.

Here's your outfit.

I've got my own. Thank you.

The channel picks the
wardrobe, sweetie.

Not the interviewee.

Measure it. If it's
too long, cut it.

Just like Kraceveski likes it.

It's an interview, not
a swimsuit catwalk.

And you're a beauty queen,
not an intellectual.

- Connie!
- How are you?

So good to see you.

A ton of people are waiting
to say hello in the greenroom.

- Coming?
- I'll be right there.

Stop. Put on the
dress they tell you.

Choose your battles.
Trust me, okay?

Where's Elena?

Elena, I don't know.

She was very nervous and
I told her to take a walk.

Okay.

Dolores, I want you to
meet your predecessor.

Adela has been one of
Mexico's most beloved queens.

- Hello.
- Hello. It's a pleasure.

- Coming, Concepción?
- Yes.

Let's leave the
ladies alone to talk.

They have a lot to discuss.

Many people want to meet you
in the greenroom. Coming?

Good to see you, Madame.

Likewise, Adela. You look great.

- Adela.
- No, thanks.

Don't play innocent.

No one gets to be queen
without a numbing agent.

Ladies, could you
give us a few minutes?

The outgoing queen
needs to pass on

some magical secrets
to the new one,

so she won't be an a*s in
front of the whole country.

- Good luck, sweetheart.
- Thank you.

Are you alright?

- Better than ever. Why?
- You can talk to me.

Want to start with the weather?

I know what goes
on in that place.

I was there too.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- They did something to you, right?

Cheers!

Forgive them.

I blame inbreeding.

There's someone who wants to
see you in the control room.

Good to see you.

You weren't wrong.

Look.

You chose a queen liked by
the people and the monarchy.

Could you...

Please, Raúl. Leave
Dolores alone.

Oh, my...

And Mirko, what's he doing
sh**ting at one of them?

He almost k*lled her.

Can't you see? You're
pushing them to the edge.

They'll explode, and all
of Mexico will witness it.

Don't you worry.

I'll make sure nothing
happens to your dollhouse.

It helps no one if the people
find out that the misses

live among scorpions, right?

But as soon as the
pageant's over,

you'll have to
open La Encantada.

What?

That's where they k*lled Helú.

Sooner or later,
everyone will find out.

And if we want to come
out unscathed from this,

we have to help the
police find the culprit.

No, you told me you
wouldn't harm them.

Your stupid Barbies
can't be the culprits.

We need someone who
everyone'll believe

acted alone.

Someone with a motive
to m*rder a governor.

A big enough fish to satisfy
the press and police.

Someone like you.

Or your husband.

Look at your reaction.
You've even gone pale.

It was a joke.

Why do you always take
things so seriously?

Okay, we're on in 30 seconds.

To your places! Three,
two, one. We're live!

APPLAUSE

Good evening, dear
viewers, audience.

You're looking at the
luckiest man in the world.

Who else could say that
they're spending the evening

next to a woman who
has been a queen...

Open up, two.

With a young woman who appears
on her way to becoming one?

You already know Adela
Badillo. Let's hear it for her.

But now I want to
present Dolores Acevedo!

Two on Dolores.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Saúl, but call me Lola, please.

Dolores is the pain my mom
had suffered giving birth.

Alright, alright. Lola,
tell us something.

How hard is the competition
in La Encantada?

Is it true what they say?
"Women together, hell forever"?

You know, I used to
think the same thing.

When I got to La Encantada
I was ready to do

whatever it took to
make sure no one else

would take my spot.

Since childhood,
I've been taught

that my worst enemy was
the girl in front of me.

Camera two, stay on Dolores.

One, the audience.

And who benefits if we're
ready to scratch our eyes out?

That's right!

The day that we realize
that the girl in front us

is just as screwed as we are...

that she has no right to
decide over her own life,

that she earns half
of what a man makes

for double the work, that
she has to accept that...

that the Church,
that her husband,

that her parents, even TV...

they all have more rights over
their bodies than they do.

Well, then the joke's over.

Two, stay on Miss Guerrero.

- Let me tell you something.
- Tell me.

The other girls picked
me up when I fell.

They held my hand
when I felt lost.

And they taught me
that the only way

to face off against a
pack of wolves is...

to stop believing
we're a flock of sheep.

Stay on Miss Guerrero.
Stay right there.

Closer, two.

Here. Right here, please.

Thanks a lot.

The twists of life, folks.

I promised you a queen
and we got a t*rror1st.

Now let's see if our
guerrilla from Guerrero

will let us to appreciate
her most powerful weapon.

The time has come for...

Touch and tweak!
Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!
Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!
Touch and tweak!

No doubt, this young lady
has the most hypnotic smile

I've ever seen!

I have a lot more to show.

Touch and tweak!
Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!

Touch and tweak!
Touch and tweak!

She's a star.

I'll invite her to dinner
so we can celebrate.

Ladies and gentlemen, with
you in body and spirit,

Dolores Acevedo!

Until next time!

Okay, cut! We're back in 20!

I really hope you're not wrong,

because this girl
seems like a time b*mb.

You come through with
what you promised

and don't hurt
her or the others.

And I assure you that she
won't just be Miss Mexico.

In one year, we'll
have Miss Universe.

I hope you're thinking
with your head

and not your heart,
because when you think

with your heart,
you get f*cked over.

How are you?

We're ready for you.

That way, through the back door.

Leave me the video.

I'll take over from here on out.

For the time being,
you need to go back,

so they don't suspect anything,
and I can build a case.

The Attorney General is right.

And I don't want to
leave them alone.

I only need 48 hours.

And then,

you will be free
from all of this.

We're near the hotel, right?

Yes.

We have to get ready for
dinner with Balbuena.

We're having dinner
with that jerk?

Yes.

No.

No, make up something.

Dolores we have to go.

We have to celebrate, you and I.

Well, we won't stay long.

No, no, no.

We'll eat what we eat back home.

Know any good seafood
places around here?

There.

Give it a taste.

Sorry, where is the fish from?

From the coast of Guerrero,
around Zihuatanejo.

- The best. Give it a taste.
- Fresh.

Yes, fresh.

The season's not over, right?

Very good!

Very good. That's
habanero, right?

Mixed. So it's
deliciously spicy.

And I also loved those
tiny pineapple soft drinks.

Well...

So what did you eat in...

No. In Guerrero?

The last thing I would've
expected that night

was to find a happily ever after

in the middle of
this whole story.

-Goodnight -Goodnight.
Get some rest.

Sleep well.

See you tomorrow.

Goodnight.

But hope is capable of springing
even in the worst of hells.

In order not to steal that
night's victory from Dolores,

I was willing to take on
the monsters all by myself.

Elena.

But once again, I was too naive.

Elena!

They asked me to take
you. I'll wait outside.

And here I thought
that you had learned

to not make the same mistakes.

Do you know who the
teacher went to see

while you were f*cking around?

Downstairs in 15 minutes.

Antonio.

I'm sorry. Let's go.

Let's go.

Good morning.

What's going on?

Look.

I think we have
friends in common.

Let's go.