01x08 - You'll always know what I'm up to

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Moria, just a picture. Moria.

-Just a picture.
-Moria, from the News Channel.

Please tell us what…

Moria. Moria.

Moria. You're Moria Casán,
how do you feel being handcuffed?

Moria!

Moria, what can you tell us
about the drugs found in your handbag?

-How do you feel about those cuffs?
-Will you spend Christmas with Sofía?

LUCHI
CONVENIENCE STORE

This is your cell.

Thank you.

Your things.

Hi, ladies.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Moria Casán.

You can take my bed. I'll sleep here.

Oh, you're a sweetheart. Thanks, honey.

That's nice.

It's no problem.

-It's really hot in here.
-Yes.

Really hot.

Are none of the AC units working?

Not for a long time.
There's no money to fix the AC units.

-It's been like this since I got here.
-It's so hot.

-Moria, is it true you stole some jewelry?
-They set me up. It was a frame job.

It's all a circus, honey.

But did they find coke on you or not?

Mm-hmm.

Of course.

Do you know why?

Since I was a little girl, I always liked
to play right on the edge of deviance.

But I always remain centered.
I know where I am.

And they arrest me for that dumb sh*t?
No way. I just can't believe it.

There must be something going on
that I don't know about.

You're here for a reason.

That's what I need to know. The reason.

Why are you two here?

I'm in for drug trafficking.
But I only have a year left.

My husband got nabbed too.

I see.

-How about you?
-For the kidnapping and death of a boy.

I was with this g*ng,

and all of a sudden,
everything went wrong.

And the boy died on us.

I still have 11 years left.

Heavy.

Did you talk to your daughter?

I'm really tired.

Okay.

It's so hot in here.

-Good night.
-Good night.

-Good night.
-Good night, girls.

Oh.

I also know what it's like
to come home alone,

with your body and your soul shaking.

But you know what?
That's what partying is too.

That's what life is too.

You need to be in the hole
to get out of the hole.

You need to live it all. Of course.

You need to be up and down,
front and back…

Pipe down! Tell them to be quieter.

-I need to sleep, please.
-Shut up!

No!

Moria.

-The girls really want to see you.
-Silence!

They even brought gifts.

Word got out that you're here.

Moria!

Stop it.

Okay, I get it. I get it.

But keep it down a bit,
because I just woke up.

You take your time.
We'll see you over there.

Okay. Okay.

-Hold on, girls.
-Move out of the way. Move!

-Come on, let's go.
-Thank you so much, honey.

HOME OF THE GOOD SHEPHERD

-Waking up to this is…
-Welcome to our country, Moria.

-Here's a present.
-Thank you.

She says you're so pretty.

I have to learn Guaraní.

Moria, happy to have you.
I brought you this sopa paraguaya.

Thanks so much.

Can I give you a hug?

Of course you can.

But no kisses, I have a bad cold.
I'll get you sick too.

Come on!

Oh no. What is that?

-This hammock is for you, my queen.
-Absolutely adore it.

Oh, honey!

Beautiful.

-I brought you some warm mbejú.
-Nice! I'll save it for later.

All of you, oh my God!

-What?
-So you don't forget her country.

I have a hair salon here.

-I can leave you…
-Beautiful. She'll give you this color.

-We love you. This is for you.
-I can't believe it.

-The whole of Paraguay is with you.
-Look at these. Honey!

-I love Paraguay.
-Paraguay!

I'm staying here, ladies!

With all of you!

Moria! Moria!

MORIA CASÁN IN JAIL FOR JEWELRY THEFT

Moria! Moria!

Fans and friends of Moria Casán
have organized a rally…

FREE MORIA NOW

…under the slogan "FreeMo" at the Obelisk
to ask for her release.

MORIA WE LOVE YOU

The Argentinian actress
is being held in Paraguay,

charged after they found
1.6 grams of cocaine

among her belongings

when she entered the Good Shepherd
women's prison in Asunción.

-We love her.
-In Argentina. That's the Obelisk, right?

We ask for her immediate release,
as she's a national and global icon.

They can't lock up an artist
without proof.

They need to respect and celebrate her.

No, it's so unfair.
Moria, you deserve to be free.

-You do.
-You need to have faith.

-Don't worry, Moria. Just relax.
-Just relax.

People really love you, huh?

-True.
-It is true.

You want to stay and eat with us?

Oh, no, I… No.

I want to go to my room. It's really hot.

Moria, it's an honor to have you here.

I love you, queen.
You're the queen. You're La One.

-Do you speak English now?
-I'm Luchi.

-Hi, Luchi.
-Whatever you need, just ask me.

You ask me. Just talk to Luchi.

Luchi. Very well.

Whatever I need, I'll ask.

Thank you. See you, beauty.

-Later, little bird.
-Bye, chicken.

-Is that your girlfriend?
-No.

-What about her?
-Did you say that?

-I said she wants to get close to you.
-That's a lie. Don't say that.

She's ballsy, huh? She has a big d*ck.

Are they treating you well?

Here?

I'm like a folk Virgin, honey.
I have devotees.

Tell me how much longer I have to stay.

I swear I'm doing everything I can,
and even more,

to get you out as soon as possible.

But it's not looking too easy.

From what I've seen,

this is a scheme between the jeweler
and the event organizer.

What they want to do
is collect the insurance money,

keep that money,

and frame you as the culprit.

So?

Apparently, the jewels are fake.

They're not worth 80,000 dollars, Moria.
That changes everything.

So all of this ridiculous mess
is over some glass f*cking beads?

Plus, the judge loves the spotlight
more than the law.

Another one hanging off my t*ts. Got it.

But anyway, we can handle that.

Now…

there's an issue that's more complicated.

The cocaine.

Mm-hmm.

You'll be interviewed by a psychologist

and then you'll go through regular tests.

Listen to me.

Everything you say or do

has to support the strategy
we've been discussing.

Everything.

-Do you need anything else?
-Money.

Cash.

Moria, excuse me.
Can I ask you a question?

Yes, of course.

What are you reading?

The kabbalah. Look.

MYSTIC KABBALAH

It's like a sort of cosmic Wi-Fi,
you know?

Ancient wisdom.

Kabbalah. I've never ever heard of that.

-I think that's it.
-It's working?

Yes, it's working.

Finally, some cool air.

-The filter was clogged.
-Come here. Don't leave.

Here, this is for you.

-No, that's too much--
-Please.

Okay, thank you.

Now go and fix the AC units
for the whole ward.

It's a gift for the girls, you know?

Don't worry, I'll fix it.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Moria.

This is for you to call your family

and tell them you're okay.

-But don't tell anyone I got it for you.
-I won't. Thank you.

It's so nice.

Where did you get that phone?

Luchi got it for me.

Oh! So you scissored Luchi.

Hush! It's so Moria can call her daughter.

Hello.

Mom?

Can you hear me? Mom, are you o--

HOME OF THE GOOD SHEPHERD

Done.

Okay.

-I'm going to ask you a few questions.
-Great.

If you weren't a person,

what animal, object, or plant,
would you be?

Plant, object? None.

I would be electricity.

Light.

So I could be everywhere all the time.

And what animal, object, or plant
would you not be?

A butterfly.

Why?

Because I hate them. I hate butterflies.

They're like flies with makeup, you know?

Vain and weak.

And they don't live long.

-Do you want to live for many years?
-I want to be immortal.

Why do you think you're in here?

Oh.

I'm 69 years old.

And I've had a tough life. Very tough.

Being here is like…

It's like a spiritual retreat for me.

So there's no anger, then?

Anger? No.

Maybe there are questions.

Questions about?

About myself.

I don't know, I…
I have this special power, right?

Which is that I'm able to be
in constant communication

with my future self.

And that allows me to…

to redefine myself all the time.

Reinvent myself, even.

It keeps me from straying,
keeps me centered.

In my center.

How does that power work?

Through pleasure, obviously.

What makes you stray?
There must be something.

My daughter.

My family.

That's my kryptonite.

-But I'm not talking about that.
-Okay.

Let's imagine you had 24 hours to live.

Mm-hmm.

What would you do?

Is that a question on the test?

-No.
-Okay.

The last 24 hours of my life.

I would like to be with the people I love.

With my daughter, all of us together.

Dancing, drinking.

And lots of g*y guys. Lots of them.
I'm greeting tons of g*y guys.

That's what I want.

You know what?

I told my daughter once…

It won't be on the third day,
but on the fourth,

you'll see me resurrected.

I love that.

I want to ask you one thing.

I know I'm the psychologist,
but I'm a fan of yours first.

-Can I have an autograph?
-I can't believe it.

Because I'm super, super g*y, and…

-No way.
-And I love you, Moria.

We should have skipped this test.

It couldn't be any other way.
Always surrounded by the gays.

The prison psychologist had to be one.

-Here.
-What's your name, honey?

My name's Aurelio.
I was named after my dad.

María Aurelio.

That's pretty. María Aurelio.

To María Aurelio.

How do you say, "If you want to cry, cry"?

What? What? Say it again.

Oh. It's like Japanese.

Say something else. Make something up.

That's Japanese. Bring me a sashimi, girl.

-Guaraní's the best.
-What does that mean?

"What can you expect from a donkey
other than a kick?"

And how do you say…
How do you say "l*sbian"?

You can say "tortillera".

Tortillera? Just like in my country.

Or you can also say…

That means,
"Woman who eats another woman."

How do you say, "Props shut up"?

That's easy.

No, it's like this…

Who are they?

What?

No.

-Your steak is almost ready, queen.
-Thanks.

Let's try to speed up Moria's steak.

Thanks, Luchi.

Moria's on TV. That's Moria, look.
Turn up the TV. Turn it up.

Look, Moria's on TV.

Our production team
has just received exclusive pictures

of diva Moria Casán in prison.

She's being held
after she was charged with jewelry theft.

The picture's circulating on social media,
sparking countless reactions from users.

Moria Casán is trending once again.

Who was the f*cking b*tch
who took that picture

without her wig and makeup?

Show some respect!
Show some respect, that's Moria!

It's me, girls. I'm a meme.

I adore it.

Right there. That's great.

Yes, honey.

Your neck is really stiff.

It's this awful mattress.
It'll go away when I go back home.

What if you have to stay?

That won't happen.

I know being in jail's punishment.

But each of us knows
what they're paying for.

That word you're using, "punishment,"
doesn't work for me.

Punishment doesn't work for me.
I don't like that.

What about Luchi?

-What's with you and her?
-Nothing's up.

Nothing's up?
And you don't want anything to be up?

Just relax and scissor her, honey.

Enjoy her.

Go on. You'll regret it if you don't.

You say that because you're Moria Casán.

So what?

Don't you have t*ts?

Don't you have an a*s, a p*ssy?

Yes, you do, like everyone else.

Scissor her.

With no punishment nor guilt.

Okay, we're done.

-Want your sleeping pill?
-No. I won't take it, thanks.

That was a spectacular massage.
You're a queen.

Oh, yes.

It's so hot.

And with the hangover comes the guilt.

The guilt, the guilt.

If you don't feel it,
they instill it in you.

Oh, people.

I know what it's like to live
from one party to the next.

I also know what it's like
to come home alone

with your body and your soul shaking.

But you know what?
That's what partying is too.

That's what life is too.

You need to be in the hole
to get out of the hole.

You need to live it all. Of course.

You need to be up and down,
front and back.

You need to go through it all.

Life's a party,
and you need to drink it in.

-Morning.
-Morning.

Sorry I'm late.

-Security takes forever.
-Talk to me.

Your lawyer from Argentina
is waiting with a private plane.

You'll go home tomorrow, Moria.

All right.

We did it.

I'll say something.

This is my last night here.

And I want to say thank you to all of you.

Thank you for welcoming me.

It's important to let people in.

Thank you for supporting me.

Sometimes you don't know
you need to be supported.

You all taught me that.

I want to say that I was happy here.

It sounds weird, right?

But I was happy.

And I know that many of you
will be here for a long time.

You have a long way to go in this place.

I'm leaving.

But there's a part of me…

a piece of my heart, that will stay here.

Forever.

Forever, really.

I want to toast to us, my friends.

-Should we?
-Moria's the best!

To us! Cheers!

Thank you!

Cheers.

Moria's the best!

Go Moria!

Moria.

-Moria.
-Cheers!

This cumbia is for you, darling.

Let's go, girls!

Go, Moria. We love you, Moria!

Paraguay loves you, Moria!

Moria! Moria!

How wonderful to see you, ma'am!

-Hi!
-Frida, sweetheart.

I love you. Thank you for coming home.

Frida says she loves me.

-Morita! Welcome back.
-Hi, darling.

How are you?

Relieved.

-That's how I am.
-Of course.

-Sofi?
-Over there.

She's here waiting for you, ma'am.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, So.

You look good.

I'm better. Yes.

Is it done? Is it all over?

It's over. I'm free!

Have you ever apologized to anyone?

No.

It's done, Mom.

It's done?

Who taught you to be so mature?

-Mature or a monster?
-A monster?

I can be a bit of a monster sometimes too.

I want to tell you something.

What?

Our "Mo-tryoshka" is growing.

I'm pregnant.

You're lying.

And it's a boy.

Oh no! That's crazy!

-I'm panicking.
-Gosh!

-His name is Dante. Do you like it?
-I adore it!

It's such a manly man's name.
A strong manly man.

Wow. I love you.

So do I.

Gosh.

This is…

It's magic!

Thank you!

Mo.

-What?
-Get up.

-Huh? What is it?
-Good morning.

-Hi.
-How are you?

-Hi, baby.
-You okay? Morning.

I slept so well. I conked out.
What time is it?

It's 9:30 a.m.

It's a beautiful day.

I feel so lazy.

-Oh, I'm sleepy!
-Yes.

-Let's go. Is it nice?
-Super nice.

Breakfast.

A nice breakfast. Oh, the weather's great!

-How are you? Well?
-Very well.

Hi, Dantecito, my darling.
You called me yesterday.

I was at the theater, honey.
That's why I didn't call you back.

Baby, listen to me.
I'll see you Monday night.

Tonight's our final show.
Witches is ending for good.

The day is here. I can't believe it.

You're always asking me about Witches,
and you've seen it so many times.

We've done almost 4,000 shows, Dan.
Can you believe it? I can't.

Anyway, everything's wonderful.
I love you.

See you on Monday, as always.
We'll have dinner. Okay, honey?

Kisses. I love you, baby. Bye, bye.

Thank you. I love you all.

Thank you!

I love you!

-Moria! Good job, Moria!
-I love you all so much. Thank you!

Thank you, I love you! Bye!

Bye, everybody. Thank you.

-Bye, Moria!
-Bye, Moria!

I love you.

Can you forgive me?

Of course I can forgive you.

My darling girl, I love you.

I love you so much.
Let's never fight again.

We're two beautiful nutjobs.

-Okay, I'm ready.
-Are you ready?

I'm ready. Of course, honey.
I'm always ready. Look at me.

-Ready, ready.
-Let's go.

Gosh!

Dante Della Paolera! Helena Tuñón!

Granny!

Don't call me Granny.

Okay, Lady Grandma.

Lady Grandma. I love you!
Dante, I love you.

Helena Tuñón, such a beauty!

Happy birthday.

My other Moria Casán.

Are you ready?

-Happy 80th.
-Thank you, honey. I love you.

-I love you.
-I love you, daughter of mine.

This is it.

Now, finally,

the constellation
is completely and utterly whole.

We draw the circle together.

Fact and fiction merge
at the end of the journey.

And they find us at the essential party.

To dance. Ever to dance.

My most endearing and loyal friends
who love me and support me.

In the most absolute momentism.

All united by the same invisible string.

My fabulous impersonators

who have always
amplified my signature style.

The press, my eternal catharsis
and my therapy.

I've told them everything
before anyone else.

Her. The certainty
of transcending generations.

My adult love.
Unparalleled loyalty, mutual admiration.

Total companionship.

And the lineage.

Always the lineage.

My continuation in this world
and in all the parallel ones.

Sofía, Helena, and Dante.

I am Moria Casán.

The Obelisk with t*ts.

The Republic. La One.

You'll always know what I'm up to.

Don't ever doubt that.