01x17 - Episode 17

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Sarita.

Grandpa, please.

I'm not staying.

This is your home.

All of this is yours.

Who in the world cares

where you come from?

Me.

You're here

because you had to be.

This was always your place.

Twists of fate.

You were raised like an Azcárate.

You are an Azcárate.

Period.

Grandpa, I need answers.

Not everything has an explanation.

You can spend your whole life

looking for answers

where there aren't any.

Life doesn't like to show all its secrets.

I have to leave, Grandpa.

Promise me you'll come back.

If I lose you,

I will have lost everything.

I love you much more than your mom.

I still can't understand

how Mariana got a hold

of my home address

-and made her way here.

-Me neither, sir.

I don't know how that happened, I swear.

It's clear that someone is spying on us

and we need to find out.

It is likely one of their workers

presently employed by us.

Don't worry, I'll make sure to find them.

Mariana can't come through

that door again.

We can't meet again, you hear me?

Yes, sir.

Excuse me.

And Mariana's daughter?

Has she shown up yet?

Yes, sir.

So their daughter is leaving.

I hope she never returns so they can feel

what it's like to lose a child.

They deserve it.

That and much more.

This estate is crumbling down.

Those who can leave, should.

What if

she doesn't come back?

Is this a good moment

to talk about business?

Were you ever going to tell me

we're in a financial crisis?

We're not just losing clients,

we're also about to go bankrupt.

It was your husband's fault

that we lost the contract with Mr. Frías.

That's not true.

Mr. Frías had to leave the country

due to a tax issue.

I found out yesterday,

but I forgot after everything with Sara.

So how did you find out?

Mr. Stewart told me.

The owner of El Búcaro is better informed

about our financial situation than me.

-Did you talk to Mr. Stewart?

-Yes, somebody had to.

At this pace, we'll lose all

of our employees. He's taking all of them.

Did you go alone?

Yes, I went alone, Rogelio.

That's not what matters.

I was curious.

It's good to meet your enemies, right?

-Is he an enemy?

-I don't know.

But clearly, he's better informed

about our finances than me.

-He knows everything perfectly.

-I don't want you to see him again.

Men are in charge of business.

Women can't make decisions

with a cool head.

-Nobody asked for coffee.

-I'll take one, thanks.

So tell me the truth.

How serious is it?

Without Frías

we could go bankrupt.

He is

our financial stronghold.

But there must be something we can do.

We could find

a new important client, but soon.

Otherwise

we'll lose the harvest.

But that's not so easy,

we're running out of time.

True.

And maybe

this crisis is an opportunity

for us to rethink the cotton business.

We all know that buyers have migrated

to Tolima, Huila, or Córdoba.

Few of them buy here in the Valley.

I won't change my business for sugar,

if that's what you're suggesting.

We're just in time.

I brought the best seed in the world

to this country.

There's no other like it.

I won't give up.

And the competition doesn't favor us.

Our prices are higher.

Our product is better.

What's the use

of thinking about the future

if we can't fix the present?

We won't lose La Victoria, that's it.

No.

Dad.

Are you okay?

No, of course not.

You took my granddaughter.

Dad, please.

Everybody get out of here.

You're all useless.

Well

We're on the same team for the first time.

Why didn't you tell me what was going on?

Because I've felt like I don't

have a wife, you know?

Not sleeping together

doesn't mean we're not partners.

If I had wanted a partner,

I wouldn't have had to get married.

We married for a daughter.

A daughter we're about to lose.

Mariana, now that Sara is leaving

what's left for us?

What keeps us together?

A family does.

A family for Sara.

I've always felt like an extra.

I never was able to earn my place.

No, Rogelio.

You've been a great father.

A loyal person.

Mariana, if you don't want

to sleep with me, I understand.

When I got married

I knew I ran the risk

that you might not fall in love with me.

If we're anything at all

help me to push this estate forward.

Help me convince your dad

that we have time to change the business.

So sorry, sir.

-Can we talk?

-Yes, sure.

Who are you?

I haven't seen you here before.

He's the employee who found Sara

and brought her back.

I still owe him

some money for some errands

he's running in Cali. Hmm?

Mm-hmm.

What's your name?

My pleasure, Mrs. Mariana.

Joe.

Thank you, Joe, for bringing

my daughter back safe and sound.

Shall we?

Excuse me.

Think about what I said, okay?

We have to move faster.

They know that The Turk

won't buy the merchandise.

-Do they know he's in jail?

-No, they have no idea.

I made up a story.

But we have to find a fake buyer

before one shows up.

We can't afford losing the business

of the cargo hiding in that cotton.

I understand.

I don't need you to understand,

I need you to find one.

With your contacts in jail,

on the street, wherever.

Well, that's a big task, it's not easy.

God, Joel, I expected more from you.

How can you say

it's not easy in this country,

in this city,

where you can buy anyone out?

-But he has to be trustworthy.

-Mm-hmm.

Do you know what?

Contact Sergeant Mayorca.

He told me he'd put me in contact

with some of Turk's old clients.

He's in Cali. Pressure him.

Can I take the bike?

Joe, how long until the harvest?

Well, from what I've heard,

the workers have started sowing.

So I'd guess

I don't know much about crops,

but I think soon.

I'll take you so you can see

how things are going.

Listen closely,

it's time to make that leap.

Hmm? To do things right, to make money.

So that I can begin to trust you, alright?

Get going.

Hi.

-I'm so glad you're back.

-Yes, at last.

Why all the suitcases?

I brought everything

in case I don't return.

Are you alright?

Um

No, I'm tired. I want to sleep.

You're not going to school?

We have class today.

-No, I'm not going.

-Sara

You're absent one time

and the professor asks about you.

I don't know. Tell him I'm sick.

Make something up.

But he lives here.

And he knows you went missing.

Is that true?

Who told you?

My dad asked us,

the whole family was worried about you.

I don't want to know about my family.

Why don't you go to school

to distract yourself?

I don't know, I don't think so.

Help me out, these suitcases are heavy.

Joe.

Hi.

Can I ask you a favor?

Mm-hmm.

I know you're going to Cali.

Can you take this to Sara?

I know it's a little big,

but it's her favorite dessert.

There's some for you too.

For the road.

You didn't have to, ma'am.

I'm very grateful

for what you did for her.

And for us.

How long have you been working

at the estate?

-Two weeks.

-Are they treating you well?

I heard my dad wanted to reward you

and you wouldn't accept it.

Take it.

-No.

-Please.

It's important to me.

Thanks.

-How old are you?

-Twenty-two.

Mm-hmm. Were you born here?

In Cali they say.

Is your family there?

I don't have a family.

Excuse me.

Who are we?

Where do we come from?

What are our roots?

Why do I ask these questions?

Exactly, why do you ask those questions

if we're in Law History class?

Precisely.

Because our personal history

defines us professionally.

Those who don't know their past

are condemned to repeat it.

I don't have a problem with my past.

I know very well where I come from,

who I am, and I'm proud of my last name.

That's great.

You are perfectly clear

on the kind of professional you'll be.

Most likely the kind

your family is expecting you to be.

What do you mean by that comment?

I'm confronting you.

You

and all your classmates

who wrote in your paper

that a reform of the 1886 Constitution

is unnecessary.

Guys,

in the hands of all of you as lawyers

lies the change that we need as a society.

Except, of course

if you have your life figured out at 20.

Sara.

Are you content with your life?

What?

Since you missed the exercise,

I'll ask you who you are.

-I don't want to talk about me.

-Why not?

Just because.

Because we're not interested

in your revolutionary-dipped provocations.

Look, Professor,

I don't know if you're aware,

but my family and Sara's

have done a lot for this country.

César, thank you but don't talk for me.

-No, it's

-I'm not sure my family has done anything

for this country. I can't vouch for that.

Excuse me, I don't feel well.

One moment, excuse me.

Sara.

Are you okay?

I apologize for offending you,

-I didn't mean to.

-It's not you.

I just haven't had a good day.

Oh

-Do you want to talk?

-No.

Do you ever feel like everything

going on around you

and what people are saying

refers back to you?

If I knew what was going on with you,

perhaps I could help you.

No, nobody can help me.

It's something I have to solve on my own.

But thank you.

Where did you find me?

At the Immaculate Church.

These are the records of the last 20 years

of babies who have been abandoned.

What you see here,

and there are about six boxes over there.

-Six?

-That's right.

We receive all the cases

from the branches in the Valley.

You'll understand that, over the years,

quite a lot accumulated.

On the other hand, if you had the name,

it would take you days

to check every remark

the officer made in the archive.

Now, if you don't have it, well

the task you're trying to do

is almost impossible.

Officer, is there any other way?

It is of utmost importance.

Finding something in here

is almost impossible.

Look, you could go to the city orphanages.

They might have some type of record.

Okay.

I can't help you further.

I didn't think you'd come alone.

My client prefers to meet

in a more discrete place.

I don't think it's convenient

for either of us to be seen in this place.

Just if you want to.

Otherwise, don't worry.

I'll talk to him.

You'll work it out with your boss.

See you.

Around the time you're saying,

we don't have any record

of a baby abandoned at the church.

What harm could such a small,

harmless creature do to their parents

to decide to abandon it on the street?

They're not all abandoned.

Or rejected.

Some are orphans to violence,

and others are the kids of young women

who can't keep them.

They bring them here

to find them a family.

But that's no excuse to

abandon some kids

like they're trash.

No, don't look at it that way.

Adoption is an act of love.

How should I look at it?

How could they abandon

such a small creature out on the street

and reject it, and not love it?

It's not their fault.

Can I?

Yes.

She's not there.

No, she's not.

What's going on?

She knows the truth.

Oh, dear Lord.

I should've told her a long time ago.

I'm scared.

I'm scared she won't forgive me,

and look for her family and leave us.

Mariana, that won't happen.

You're her mom.

I have a bad feeling, like

Like something's not right,

not just about Sara and the estate

I have a strange sensation

that everything is crumbling down.

Mariana

Listen, I'll tell you something.

And I swear

I don't know how to explain it.

Lately, I feel that every time

I meet someone,

it's like the past is hitting me again.

I don't understand.

I met Mr. Stewart.

I can't quite trust him, but I don't know

He feels so familiar at the same time.

And these two boys I met

What boys?

Tino, whom I met at your house,

but above all, Joe.

The kid who rescued Sara.

He is the exact same age

my son would be right now.

Mariana, please, don't open that door.

Please, don't tell anybody

I'm thinking about all this.

I don't want them to think

I'm going crazy again, but

I don't know how to explain

everything that's happening.

Neighbor!

Buddy.

Now what?

Hey, what's this about?

We had a deal.

We don't do business with rats.

You locked up The Turk yesterday.

And if they want more heads tomorrow?

We're up next.

Hang on, I paved the way

for them to negotiate with Benítez

and no middlemen

and you come with this sh*t!

sh*t? Listen

As long as you're in charge,

we're at risk that you'll betray us.

-Betray? What's the problem?

-Alright, now.

Don't move.

Benítez didn't come, so what?

I hope that his death makes it clear

that there is no betrayal among us.

Kneel!

How about I send a message to your boss

to make it clear

that nobody messes with us?

Joe!

No.

Do I know you?

I'm Tino.

Joe.

Joe!

-Wait.

-Leave me alone.

I'm your brother.

I don't have a brother.

Do you know how long

I've wanted to see you?

What for? We've been apart for longer

than we were together, you know?

I've thought about that a lot.

You have no idea.

I've carried the blame

for what happened all this time.

Blame suits you well, it's clear

that you've been doing great, Mr. Tino.

I'm a lawyer.

Ask me how much I care.

You and I have nothing to talk about.

Wait.

We do.

I came here to help you.

So that we can make up for lost time.

I don't need your help.

While you were starting a life,

a career, and those clothes,

do you know where I was?

I was surviving in jail.

I didn't do as well as you, Tino.

You know what I learned?

-That I don't need anybody.

-Wait.

Forgive me, brother.

Don't call me that.

Because your brother

died the day you abandoned him

in that jail.

Let that be clear.

-Joel. Joe!

-Don't come looking for me!

Sarita, honey.

I was worried about you.

Your mom called multiple times.

I don't know who my mom is.

Sarita.

Don't be ungrateful.

Do you know what bothers me the most?

Precisely that.

They think that I have to be

forever grateful

because someone was kind-hearted

and picked me up like I was

an act of charity?

Now I don't want to talk to Mariana

or anybody in that house.

I need to know who I am first.

What happened?

Let's say I didn't have a good day.

I got reacquainted with my past.

An ex?

No, no, I'm not exactly a heartbreaker.

But I had some matters to settle.

Did you settle them?

Not like I wanted to.

I see you like photography.

Yes, I'm learning.

I went out for a walk

looking for things from my past.

Did you find them?

Not what I looked for.

You searched for your past

and didn't find it,

while I found mine, but it beat me up.

Life works in mysterious ways.

I don't know about you, but it was

one of the worst weeks of my life.

Do you like art?

Why do you ask?

There's a very nice place here in Cali

that changed my life.

Would you like to go?

Why not?

Yes, I know that for a long time

we refused to sell to you.

No, our long and medium staple cotton

is of the best quality.

Right, but, hang on

Tell me,

are you interested in buying co?

Yes, I can send you

the price list if you want.

I'm calling from La Victoria Estate,

you called some time ago

asking about our cotton.

I can give you our current prices.

Yes, Mr. Valencia, I know

you usually buy Caribbean cotton,

but while you're in the Valley,

you can come to check out our product.

We have over 40 years

of experience in the cotton industry.

Ask anyone in the Valley,

you'll receive the best references.

If you can come tomorrow afternoon,

we can do that.

What's more,

I'll send a driver to your hotel.

Sure, with no obligation.

Good, the driver will be waiting for you

at two in the afternoon.

Thank you very much.

Who are you sending the driver for?

A potential client.

Américo Valencia, foreign businessman.

He's coming to see the estate tomorrow.

Did you beg a foreigner

to come buy our product?

No.

I didn't beg him.

But you sent him our driver.

Yes, I was trying to be friendly

to get his attention.

Should I remind you

we don't have clients for our harvest?

So we have to humble ourselves

before a foreigner

to sell our product to them.

Is it that hard to thank me?

I'm trying to avoid going bankrupt.

If you want to run this business someday,

you'll have to stop being so susceptible.

No, I'm not susceptible.

I'd just like for you

to give me credit sometimes.

Recognition is earned.

I want to be part of that negotiation.

Next time, you should ask

the boss before making decisions.

The boss?

Alright.

Excuse me,

boss.

Where did you bring me?

Where the cultural

revolution is conceived.

I'll show you, follow me.

It's wonderful, I know you'll love it.

Hello.

Sir! One second.

-Glad to see you.

-Teach! Same here.

-So pretty.

-Oh, what happened?

Ah, um an argument didn't end well.

Doesn't matter.

I'm the legal expert on the project.

Well, also our ideologue,

our thinker and legal advisor.

Introduce us?

-Oh, I'm sorry. This is Sara Benítez.

-Just Sara.

-My pleasure.

-A pleasure.

-Are you a photographer?

-I'm learning.

You're a photographer in this house

and especially for me.

-Did you see the film club?

-No.

The programming is great, come,

let me show you. A classic, Dracula.

I'd love to Well, I don't know

There are always things

happening in each room.

There's sculpture, dance, well,

a little music, an exhibition room.

We're setting up a photo workshop,

developing in the darkroom,

and audiovisual arts.

And you can never go without

a meeting room.

There's no political debate

without art.

Are you like a commune?

Oof, the forbidden word.

Wait, I don't know about a commune

It's very associated with hippies,

and we're not hippies, we're artists.

They left us many things.

Free love, LSD trips, and experimenting,

but we don't have time to waste here

staring at the clouds.

I mean, we're creating 24/7.

What is the revolution about?

The revolution?

Breaking away from all institutions.

The tradition. Universities, cops

-Religion.

-Exactly.

Everything that tells us how to behave,

what to study, how to dress and be.

In this house, we're all free.

I mean I love it.

Eliana doesn't like

to remember her aristocratic roots.

Are you Eliana Ospina?

Well, I'm just Eliana.

-Like you.

-She's the soul of this house.

She was brave

and broke free from her blue blood roots.

If you want,

you can bring your talent here.

Do you mind if I take pictures?

Sure, I'd love that.

We need to work.

-Go ahead. Bye.

-Bye.

Hi.

I'm looking for Sara.

Sara?

And you are?

Joe, nice to meet you.

I have a package from her mom.

May I come in?

No, Sara isn't here.

Mrs. Mariana asked me

to give it to her personally.

Excuse me.

I can take it and give it to her

if you want.

Don't worry, I'll wait.

I want to see her and make sure

she gets the message.

If that's alright.

But Sara will be long.

And I'm busy studying.

I'll wait for her.

Comrades, haven't you realized

that we're still living in feudalism?

We went from bowing to a Crown,

to a Spanish King,

and now we bow to a Crown,

but it's from the north, and capitalist.

I agree completely,

but unlike 1810,

we don't win with weapons,

we win with ideals.

Please explain that to the workers

of an estate like the Azcárate's.

If their masters treat them like sl*ves,

they can take out Marx's Capital

and explain to them

the concept of surplus value.

Instead of weapons,

I'd like to try to make the opposition

question its own way of thinking.

Che and Fidel Castro didn't liberate Cuba

just by throwing books

and thoughts at Batista.

-They first chose the path of arms.

-Have you ever picked up a weapon?

-No, but I'm ready to do it.

-I have.

Again your sad story

about growing up on the streets?

It's true, I could've been a delinquent,

but I wasn't.

I chose books, and that brought me here.

Right, right, but I take the path

with weapons, the revolution.

Will you take your butler

to spray you with repellent?

You haven't realized something.

The revolution is right there.

Around the corner.

Oof, art debates

are usually less intense than this.

It was more interesting than I thought.

-Really?

-Mm-hmm.

Sara.

-Hi.

-How's the documentation, the photos?

Very well, I think they are great.

I'd love to see them

once they're developed.

Yes, of course.

-Eliana, want to grab a beer?

-Okay.

What do you want to do?

Well, I'd really like a beer.

Great, let's go.

Let's go.

I think he's still alive.

I hear him cry at night.

Mariana.

I don't know if I'm going crazy.

Berenice, what are you doing here?

Ma'am, I'm preparing an ointment

for a laborer who has a fever.

Most of the ingredients were here,

but I'm done.

Is it true what they say about you?

What do they say?

That you have a gift to cure.

Not just illnesses or wounds,

but matters of the soul, of the heart.

People say a lot of things.

Don't be shy,

I know everything about this estate.

I'm asking because, perhaps,

I may need your help.

You?

I'm having very strange dreams and

I'd like for someone

to tell me what they mean.

Apparently,

the Azcárates found a client.

I thought you'd like to know

who the buyer in question is.

-Good job.

-Do you need anything else?

How reliable is your contact

in La Victoria?

Totally reliable.

I'm talking about something delicate.

It's truly personal information.

What do you need?

I need to know how happy

Mariana Azcárate is in her marriage.

That shows you what my dreams mean?

I can see where the feelings

in our dreams come from.

And yours

are love,

hate, and loss.

But

what does that mean?

That you're missing

many pieces to be whole.

-Pieces that are gone.

-No, they're here.

-No.

-Yes.

Where are they?

They're present.

I don't know where, but they are.

You just can't see them.

Those pieces have changed.

Where there was once love,

there is now only hatred.

I don't understand.

I only tell you

what I see and what I feel.

Berenice, you don't know my story.

But the people I lost, I lost forever.

And I see that the story continues.

What you said That you grew up

on the street, and had a g*n,

and that you were a thief, is it true?

Yes, it's true.

I'm not proud of it.

But as soon as I had a chance,

I changed my life.

And your parents?

I don't know them.

What's wrong?

Scared of my past?

No, no, no.

It's not that, it's

I hear you

and I'm drowning in a glass of water.

How come?

Because I don't know

who my parents are either.

It turns out that for 20 years,

I've been calling people family

who I don't even share

the same blood with.

I'm adopted.

I recently found out.

It must have been intense

to suddenly find out.

But you know what?

The family bond goes beyond

our last name and blood type.

Do you feel loved by them?

-Yes.

-Oh, okay.

Yes, yes.

And I'm very grateful

for everything they've done for me.

But that doesn't get rid of this feeling

that my whole life is based on a lie,

you know? That

That I don't know

where I come from or who I am.

I think that

we build our own truth.

We choose it.

I see a very smart woman in you,

with a lot of questions about life,

and with a great talent for photography.

Oh, please,

you haven't even seen my photos.

But I've seen your talent with the camera.

I've seen the energy

with which you handle it.

I think you have a good eye.

Thanks.

Do you think about meeting your parents?

Looking for them to find out who they are?

Or

What do you feel knowing

they didn't love you, for example?

I really try not to think about that.

I never felt alone as a kid, anyway.

I always had my brother close.

He was my family.

Oh, do you have a brother?

Yes.

That's nice.

Before going in, I wanted to thank you

for helping me clear my head for a while.

-Oh.

-I needed it.

I hope it's not temporary.

You've promised those photos.

Don't remind me.

Sara.

Don't get overwhelmed.

Enjoy.

You know, you're right, Professor Tino.

From now on,

I'll take on a more positive attitude

-to change the world.

-We're changing it already.

And forgive me if I was a bit mean

when we met.

A bit?

I always say that it's better to evoke

a feeling than to go unnoticed.

Well, in that case, you succeeded.

Did I?

Well, shall we go in?

Yes.

Hey, I was thinking,

-remember the part with the candles?

-Sure!

-The way they set it up

-It would look great here.

Shh Here, come.

Oh, Matilde,

you scared me to death.

Why are you standing there?

I was waiting for you.

It's past 11:00 p.m.

Why are you

with the professor?

Did they hire a guard here at the hostel

that I didn't know about?

Your mom sent you a package.

I don't care.

Sure, but the person

who brought it has been waiting for you.

Excuse me, Professor,

it's a private family matter.

-Oh, sure.

-Matilde, don't be rude.

-Good night.

-I'm sorry.

-You're acting like a 15-year-old.

-Do you want the estate employee

to tell your parents

that you're dating the professor?

I don't care.

So where's my package?

I have to go to sleep.

Ah

You're finally here.