01x22 - Episode 22

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Okay.

Calm down,

Grandpa, everything will be fine.

The doctor will be here soon.

-Miss, stand back.

-Give me a moment.

Give me a moment.

Sarita.

I adore you.

Since you came to La Victoria,

my life changed.

Everything I have is yours.

It's my legacy.

For you.

Forgive me.

No, Grandpa, there's nothing to forgive.

-Yes, there's a lot to forgive.

-No, no.

There's a lot to forgive.

It took us too long

to tell you the truth about your origins.

That's why the rebellion,

and those friendships

that have nothing to do

with your social class.

Because of the deep pain

that you carry in your heart.

-That's why you hate us and you're right.

-No, Grandpa, I don't hate you.

-Don't say that.

-Promise me

you'll go back to school.

I spoke to the dean

-and they're willing to take you back.

-Let's not talk about that now.

-You have to calm down.

-I have to talk now.

Promise me

you'll straighten out your life,

that you'll go back to school,

that you'll become a lawyer

and that you'll handle La Victoria.

Promise me.

Promise me!

I promise.

Miss, you have to go, please.

The patient needs to relax.

Relax, breathe, Grandpa.

SANTIAGO DE CALI HOSPITAL

Why are they taking so long?

He's been in there for hours

and no news, what's wrong?

We have to be patient

and trust that he's in good hands.

Do you want to go to the cafeteria

and have something

to clear your mind a bit?

Tino

I can't do that

knowing my grandpa is up there,

that he's dying, and it's my fault.

It wasn't your fault.

Of course it was my fault.

Of course it was my fault.

I knew my grandpa was sick,

I knew he wasn't well,

and I go argue with him and fight him

without caring at all.

He came all the way to Cali.

To get me out of jail, Tino.

And, as always, I was focused on myself,

so I couldn't even grasp

what he was doing for me.

I should be at the ranch, but no,

-I couldn't do that.

-You did what you thought was best.

That's the problem.

That's the issue, that I think

I'm always doing what's best

but I'm not really.

Tino, my grandpa and

my parents are

the only family I've got.

I came

to Cali looking for

my real mom, and what for?

To forget them?

To forget everything they've done for me?

Josefina was right, I'm

ungrateful.

Big girl.

Dad.

What happened, hmm?

Grandpa got sick, he came to help me and

-he fainted. It was all my fault.

-No, it's not your fault.

What matters is that he gets better.

Where is he?

They have him upstairs, but

they're not saying,

they won't say anything, I'm in the dark.

Where's Mom? Did you come with her?

Yes, she's finding out about your grandpa.

Don't worry, Alfredo is a strong man.

I'll go talk to the doctors

and see what they tell me. Wait for me.

-Yes.

-Don't worry, I'll stay with her.

And you are?

-Nice to meet you.

-Dad, this is Tino, my teacher.

Thank you.

I'll be back.

Dad, how are you feeling?

Where the hell were you?

Dad, please, calm down.

The doctor said you can't get upset.

I'm trying not to!

It's impossible with you two.

If I'm not on top of things,

Sarita could have been sentenced

and she'd be a prisoner

in some filthy jail.

We're doing everything we can

to be on top of her.

It hasn't been enough.

Sarita

needs a family who's united.

And you two are not a family.

You have to behave like a family.

You're setting a great example.

I don't plan to have that discussion

here and now.

So relax or I'll call the doctor.

Call him so he can discharge me.

I want to go home.

No, I'll call him to make you rest.

He won't discharge you

if you're like that.

Stay, Benítez.

What do you need?

You have to man up.

It's happening again.

-What are you talking about?

-My grandchild is with a n*gro.

Mariana and Joaquín's story

is repeating itself,

and we can't allow it.

It can't be, are you sure?

He's her teacher.

The Negroes are behind everything.

We can't stay with our arms crossed,

we have to do something. Do it!

Here I am.

I need you to get this letter

to La Victoria tomorrow morning.

Does this mean that what you planned

in Bogotá went well?

Better than I expected.

It's important to keep being discreet

so it all keeps moving along

and we don't make mistakes.

Good. Excuse me.

You can't destroy

the family we built.

If Sara left home it's because of how

badly we handled the adoption.

And because she thinks

you're together for her.

It's the truth.

How do you think that makes her feel?

That girl needs to feel

like she's an Azcárate.

But if she keeps seeing her mom

saying she doesn't believe in family,

or building a home,

she'll go after

the first scruffy revolutionary

that comes her way.

Sara is very smart,

and she is fully aware of her mistake.

If we don't contain her as a family,

she'll join the guerrilla rebels.

Dad, don't exaggerate.

I'd rather exaggerate

than regret it later.

You have to do something, Mariana.

Dad, you know I don't love Rogelio.

-Have you tried?

-Of course!

In the beginning, yes.

It hasn't been enough.

Do you know why?

You still

haven't realized the loyalty

of that man towards you,

the family, me, and the estate.

Expecting nothing in return.

It's time that you show some generosity

by thanking that man

for everything he's done.

Get some rest, big girl.

And don't forget that we're a family

no matter what,

and you can count on us for anything.

I know, Dad.

Thank you.

Bye.

Good night.

I meant to ask you, Professor.

Tell me.

-I have a question.

-Mm-hmm.

If you're the teacher

and Sara's your student,

how does she end up

handcuffed at school to defend you?

We were manifesting to denounce

racial discrimination in the institution.

Is it okay with you to use

students as cannon fodder?

I didn't use anybody.

-It was Sara's initiative.

-And you didn't stop her?

Ah.

If you're looking for who's responsible,

I'll take the blame.

But I want to be clear

that Sara is mature enough

not to let herself be influenced.

She knows where she stands.

I know that.

The one who doesn't know is you.

What do you want with my daughter?

Are we in the last century

that I have to ask

-for your permission to approach her?

-I admit I like tradition.

We're a traditional family

who takes care of our own.

I also recognize that people like you

use the revolutionary discourse

to mess with the heads of naive girls.

Sara isn't naive.

Me neither.

I want it to be clear that

Sara has a vigilant father behind her.

I'm clear that you raised

a wonderful woman very well,

she's independent, and a freethinker

with her own judgment.

You did very well.

Congratulations

Mr. Benítez.

Excuse me.

Mrs. Benítez.

I am so happy to know that you followed

your wise grandfather's advice.

By the way, I know he's not in the best

of health, how is he?

You seem to know

everything about my family.

Cali is a small city, lady.

Well, let me tell you

that my grandpa is doing

much better.

That's good to know.

Remember it was he who opened

the door this time around.

Thank you. Now, if you'll excuse me.

You don't have to thank me, you know?

But you should take this opportunity

because this is your last opportunity.

Okay?

I won't take more of your time. Welcome.

Hi.

I'm so glad you're back.

Um We could go out tonight

and celebrate your return, no?

We could go out dancing tonight.

Dancing?

What makes you think

that I want to go dance with you?

After how you betrayed Professor Tino.

You're not even sorry.

Looks like someone

got off on the wrong foot.

Here.

What's this?

I love to pamper my tenants.

Oh, okay, thank you.

How are things with Sara?

-You were talking to Benítez last night.

-Mmm

You pamper your tenants

by listening behind closed doors.

Well, don't think I'm a gossip.

It's just my obligation to show

solidarity with people of my race.

I don't understand.

Tino, I'd like to share something

very personal.

Mm-hmm.

Twenty-something years ago

my brother Joaquín fell madly in love

with Mariana Azcárate.

It was the worst thing that

happened to him and to everybody.

They were in love,

they wanted to get married,

she was pregnant,

and Mr. Alfredo

did everything to separate them.

Look, what I'm going to say is horrible.

But neither Mr. Alfredo nor Benítez

will allow anyone from their family

to get involved with people like us.

That's absurd.

It's the 1970s and the world has changed.

-And Sara is not like that.

-Not Sara.

But Mr. Alfredo and Benítez are.

I heard what he said last night.

Do you think Benítez?

Tino, my brother is dead.

Look, I understand that you like Sara

and that you may be in love with her.

But I have to warn you

so you don't suffer like my brother.

I'm not afraid of Benítez.

Do you care if Sara suffers?

I watched how Mariana's life

crumbled when my brother died.

Listen, I understand how you feel,

believe me.

But you have to know and understand

that some affairs lead to misfortune.

-Maura.

-Madam.

Will you get me something to drink,

please?

Of course.

Um Yes, come in.

Rogelio, I wanted to tell you something.

Tell me.

I was thinking about

what happened with Sara.

And I think my dad is right.

We have to be together.

I know I've been distant.

But I was thinking

that maybe we can try

to sleep in the same room again.

And set an example for Sara.

What's up? You're leaving?

Yes.

I'm going to stay at Eliana's for a bit.

At Eliana's house?

Why? This is your house.

Sure, but

after what happened at school

and your grandfather

it's clear that what you need

is time and space

to focus on your studies.

I got back to school for my grandpa,

but I'm still committed to our plans.

Me too.

Really? It looks to me

that you're packing suitcases

to get away and leave me alone.

I'm not leaving you alone.

What happened?

Be honest.

Who asked you to leave? Josefina?

No, no one did.

Someone in my family?

No, no one asked me to leave.

So what happened? Because

Yesterday we swore we'd keep protesting,

doing the newspaper,

seeking justice, what happened?

All that still stands.

In fact, I'll be meeting with Eliana

tonight. You're invited.

I can't, tonight is when I go out

with my friends from school.

But thank you for the invitation.

Sara.

Seriously?

Yes, seriously.

Let's not fight, please.

Understand me.

There's nothing to understand.

Your decision is crystal clear to me.

My regards to Eliana.

I can't bear the thought

that we won't meet again.

The hours go by and

I can't stop thinking

about that night we spent together.

Give me the chance to feel you again.

I'll be waiting for you tomorrow

by the river

where the abandoned sugar mills are.

While you think about it,

I've sent you this gift

so you can always think of me.

This necklace was my mother's.

If it hangs around my neck again,

it'll mean we're together.

Where is Joaquín?

The river took him away.

They couldn't find him.

Watch out.

He's coming this way.

Keep your eyes open.

Careful.

But have fun.

-Let's dance.

-Sure.

Thank you.

You don't know how much

I appreciate you giving us this chance.

And I also wanted to tell you

that I know that your solitude

is a kind of loyalty toward me.

I want to thank you for that as well.

Why do you say that?

Because you could've asked me

for a divorce a long time ago.

But no, here you are.

By my side.

Loyal.

You're a woman of integrity, Mariana.

Well, we don't have to talk

about that right now.

I understand.

I'm not rejecting you, Rogelio.

I simply need time.

NEW ORLEANS

UNITED STATES

I'm about to finish

what I came here for.

I spoke with my partner, Mr. Smalling.

I told him I needed a few more months.

Then what, Joaquín?

Then I'll go back to my life.

What life?

These past couple of years you've been

a ghost.

A ghost as a father, a ghost as a husband.

Don't say that, Carla.

You know everything I've had to do

so that you always have enough money.

There are more important things

than money, Joaquín.

If you don't remember, you have a daughter

and she misses you.

I also miss her, but what?

What can I do?

She won't talk to me.

And she's right not to, Joaquín.

She's hurt, you abandoned her.

Do you think this is easy for me?

At least tell me

Is everything going well there?

Did you recover all the feelings

you had lost here?

You'll never understand

what happened to me.

You'll never understand

what they did to me and my family.

But I carry the pain inside.

I've always understood you, Joaquín.

Of course I understand. Always.

But what I won't understand is

if I've always been with you,

why didn't you ever let me in your heart?

Tell Lucy I love her

You're going hard on the liquor, huh?

Cousin, how many are you drinking?

As many as it takes to get me going.

What are we here for?

Well, Sarita, I don't know,

but if you have to be drunk

in order to hang with us,

you should've stayed, no?

What are you laughing at?

If I want to be drunk,

it's because I need it.

If I'm here, it's because I want to be.

Did you think I just came for you two?

Ouch!

We're not forcing you to stay.

So if you're feeling that uncomfortable,

you can go.

Come on, guys, I'm kidding.

Where is everyone's sense of humor?

Hiding where? I don't see it.

No, what Sara is saying is true.

In life, the last thing you want to lose

is your sense of humor.

In fact, when Matilde

told me you were coming,

I considered painting my face black

with coal so you'd be more at home.

Well, you know what, César?

Even if you painted your face

with coal or were reincarnated,

you wouldn't come close to being

half as intelligent or brave as Tino.

Right, guys?

Then why aren't you with him?

-Doesn't matter.

-He left.

Because he left the hostel.

Matilde, seriously.

You're always such a gossip.

Well, let's not get down,

we came here to have fun. Let's toast.

-Yes.

-Let Matilde pour it.

-Let's see.

-Fine.

Over here, over here.

Okay, go ahead.

-Cheers.

-Cheers.

Can you tell me why you fled

from the hostel?

-I didn't flee.

-You didn't? So what happened?

Last time it was to ask for a judge

friend of my dad's phone number

to help Sara avoid going to jail,

and now this.

I'm tired.

I'm fed up of always making mistakes

wherever I go.

Sometimes, other people

also make mistakes, right?

That's what we always say.

We're always looking to blame someone,

but no.

We have to understand how things are

and that some battles can't be won.

I can face a judge, the police,

the dean, but it's different with Sara.

What did she do?

She hasn't done anything, but

I don't have to be a genius

to know how the story will end.

I don't know.

She's not

a girl like the other girls.

She has a rebellious spirit,

and I love that.

But

I don't think she'll solve

her problems with her family.

She won't separate from them that easily.

Why don't you leave it to her?

It's her responsibility, isn't it?

Have you talked to her?

No.

Look, my friend.

I think you know a lot about speech,

law, and many things,

but about women

No, no.

Tell me something,

have you shared your feelings with her?

No, right?

No.

Well, you should.

As soon as tomorrow.

And let her make the decision.

All right, Sara, seriously.

Why don't we go and relax, dance,

and leave our differences aside?

Irreconcilable differences.

Oh, come on.

-I mean, I'm not a monster.

-You're not?

Look, I know I've made

a few nasty comments.

I know.

And I also know that this whole speech

about defending the institutions,

especially our university

Well, I only want to start

from scratch with you, okay?

Why don't you hold my hand?

Take my hand, take my hand.

My pleasure.

My name is César Arboleda.

I'm going to the restroom.

Oh.

Oh, hey.

-Won't you introduce me to your boyfriend?

-I don't have one.

Isn't it that guy you met?

Because you have great taste.

Really? Why?

Just like you.

With money, pale, and no rhythm.

Very cute. I'm a fan.

Well, for your information,

neither you nor him are my type.

How about that?

Oof but I thought we had a connection.

-A connection?

-I had my hopes high.

Yes, I think so too because

you connect with someone

different every day.

Now you're judging me.

Why?

We're free beings

who are here to enjoy ourselves

in this complicated world.

Are you a philosopher now?

My specialty.

The philosophy of life.

-Do you know what I learned today?

-I'm dying to know.

That

we can't turn down

the opportunities that come our way.

What do you think?

That's weird.

I don't see any opportunity coming my way.

Why are you so difficult?

Because I know how you are.

-Uh-huh.

-And if I was easy

you'd forget me the next day.

Oh

I see.

That's why I can't stop

thinking about you.

What are you doing with that guy?

Let go of me.

No! Let go of me.

Let her go, let her go.

Get off me.

Get off me.

Let him get back up.

Let him get back up.

I'm calm, I'm calm!

Berenice.

I need your help with something.

Of course, what is it?

Can I trust you?

Can you tell me

about the owner of this necklace?

Mrs. Mariana, I can't see

the past or the future of anything.

I can only interpret some sensations.

Yes, yes, anything helps.

What does it say?

The owner of this object

has a relationship with you.

What do you mean by that?

It's not a present relationship.

No, it can't be.

This person is tied to you.

It's a union that

is from the past.

You've been together.

You're trying to get the husbands

of these women to k*ll you

for being a Casanova.

-What are you worried about?

-Nothing.

I just shouldn't have come

to this bar tonight.

-Why don't you admit we like each other?

-Bye, guys.

-We have fun together.

-Don't confuse things.

I like someone,

and he doesn't end up in bar fights.

You don't have as much fun

with him as you do with me, admit it.

Why don't you grow up?

-Why don't we date and we?

-No, no, it's

Joel, Joel.

Joel, Joel.

Help!

Help, please.

She asked me about a golden necklace

a moment ago.

She wanted to know who owned it.

She asked you about the gold necklace

and the owner?

What did you tell her?

What I saw.

That her and the owner

were lovers in the past.

Like a different lifetime.

Ángel, who's the owner?

No, no, I can't tell you.

Look, why don't you tell me more

about Mrs. Mariana and Benítez, okay?

Maura told me

they're sleeping together again.

Anything else?

Just that for now.

-Won't you give me the full scoop?

-I can't, cousin.

The less you know, the better.

Thanks.

What did she say?

Well

Mrs. Mariana asked about the necklace.

I told you how my cousin has a gift.

And? Did she discover anything?

Well, Mrs. Mariana is a bit like

insistent.

But that's good, isn't it?

That means that she's very curious

about me.

Um

You won't like the news I have for you.

What happened, Ángel?

Mrs. Mariana is sharing

the bedroom with Benítez again.

-This is serious, Joel.

-You're home now.

Don't worry, I'm leaving.

It's okay.

You're crazy if you think I'm going

to let you go like this. No, sir.

Let's see this wound.

Show me.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Look, we have to clean this,

we have to disinfect it.

Okay, pick one.

I either take you to the hospital,

-or you stay here and I cure you.

-No, I'd rather

avoid hospitals for personal reasons.

Okay, so then you'll stay. Stay here.

Oh, so you're not only capricious,

you're a doctor now?

Huh?

Shh. Be quiet.

Take it easy, I'm experienced.

I was taught how to cure a few animals

at the ranch.

Mm-hmm. Oh!

Luckily, the wound isn't too deep.

But you'll have to get a few stitches.

-Stitches?

-Mm-hmm.

What for?

You're very confident

in yourself as a veterinarian, huh?

That's not happening.

-Leave it, leave it.

-Let me.

That wound needs to be closed,

or do you want an infection? No, right?

Well

What about some anesthesia?

-Anesthesia? Yes, yes, um

-Mm-hmm.

Hold this.

-Are you going to stitch me with this?

-Well, yes.

I'll use this for anesthesia.

It's Josefina's, I hope she doesn't mind.

Here.

Stop, stop.

Aren't you going to clean the wound first?

Oh, yes, here, give me that.

Oh, hang on.

Hang on, hang on.

-Okay. Okay.

-Ready?

Okay.

-Have another one.

-Here.

How about now?

Relax.

Do it, do it, do it.

Here I go.

No, no, wait. Wait.

No, if you're willing to fix me,

why won't you accept going out with me?

You can try.

Sara.

Matilde.

You brought the guy who got stabbed here?

His name is Joel,

and yes, I'm helping him.

-Why don't you take him to a hospital?

-No.

I'm not going anywhere.

My doctor has a heavy hand here,

but I can handle it.

It's better to talk to Josefina.

No. Matilde.

Matilde!

Matilde, wait!

Matilde, wait, wait. Look.

I don't get why you brought that guy home.

He's not just some guy.

He's the estate's chauffeur.

So why are you so close

with the employees?

Oh, Mati, stop. Give me a break, okay?

If you tell Josefina, she will tell my dad

and he could fire him.

Do you want to be responsible

for him losing his job?

So sympathetic towards the servants.

Stop talking like that. What servants?

Joel helped a woman

whose husband was about to hit her.

Now he needs help, what's the problem?

Well.

Heal him and get him out.

-He can't leave.

-Sara

He's staying here tonight.

-Here?

-Yes, here, where else?

What did you want? For him to drive

back like that? Sorry, no.

I don't understand why you don't take him

to a hospital to get help

Matilde

like everyone else.

You're constantly getting in trouble.

Stop, Mati, enough.

Will you help, or will you

continue to act like my mom?

Look, I promise he'll be out of here

by tomorrow morning.

I'll take care of that.

Now will you help me?

Matilde.

Mati, will you help me?

Matilde.

Look, you're in luck.

-You can use this.

-Whose was it?

A tenant's, a professor who lived here.

Well, I'm leaving.

Come here, wait.

-Shh. Be quiet.

-Okay.

Just one thing, you have to stay here,

don't make noise. I'll be back tomorrow

and we'll get you out unnoticed.

You're being too caring

for someone who hates me, huh?

Well Who said I hated you?

I don't like you, that's different.

Oh, so I can hold onto the hope

that one day you'll like me?

Oh, yes, he's got a fever,

poor thing. Get better.

Wait

-What?

-Thank you.

For the t*rture,

obviously, and for curing me.

You're always so fresh, aren't you?

So

what are you doing here?

I couldn't fall asleep.

I was looking at the accounting

and the contracts.

We're a few months from harvest

and we still can't find one worker

who knows how to use the tractor.

Well, don't worry, I'll

help you with that tomorrow.

And If you want to fall asleep,

I guess I can make you some tea.

Sure, yes.

Thank you.

Remember you can count on me.

For anything.

-Thank you.

-I'll go get it.

Sara.

Mmm

Do you like him?

Who?

The chauffeur.

No.

And Professor Tino?

No, Matilde. Tino is my friend.

Do you like both of them?

Stop making stuff up

and get back to sleep.

But

you can't fall in love

with a chauffeur and a professor.

They're not

They're not like us.

Matilde, you sound horrible

when you talk like that, frankly.

You used to be like that.

Where's the Sara who dreamed

about owning La Victoria

and living in Paris?

People change, I don't dream

about that anymore. Is that a problem?

I think you're

confused.

But

that's what I'm here for.

To support you.

And

where you're from doesn't matter,

you'll always be my family.

You know I'm adopted, Matilde?

Yes, my dad told me, but

it's because everyone in the family

was very worried.

I get it if you like Professor Tino

or the chauffeur because

you feel close to them because

you share your origins because

But

you're an Azcárate, don't forget that.

Matilde, I'm only going to say this once.

I don't like them because our origins

are closer or whatever you're saying.

I like them because they're not r*cist

or classist like many in this family.

And you're one of them.

Sarita, why are you up so late?

I just couldn't sleep.

Me neither.

Do you know what happened in the kitchen?

I came down for water

and found cotton with blood in the trash.

What?

Oh yes, Wendy cut herself with a knife.

-I'll go check on Wendy.

-No, don't worry. No

It wasn't serious, it was a small cut.

Oh, okay. And where are you going?

Jose, can I sleep in Tino's room?

It's just that

Matilde is insufferable.

-All right, I'll help you make the bed.

-No, no.

Relax, I don't want to interrupt.

-Don't worry.

-Let me know if you need anything.

-Yes, thanks, see you tomorrow.

-Good night.

Joel, Joel.

-Get up, you'll sleep on the floor.

-Huh?

Come on.

Oh, I missed you too.

I'm serious!

You still can't sleep?

I'm fine.

Thanks.

You have no idea how happy I am

that we're together again.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Well, I

I'm not like a best friend,

but you can trust me.

I don't know who I am.

You do know.

No, I don't.

Sometimes, I'm a rebel

who wants to change the world and

then I'm told I can't,

that I can't be like that

because I come from a good family.

Well

you could easily be both.

No, because I don't feel comfortable

in either.

Joel, when I'm with my family,

I can't help but think that

they picked me up on the street,

and when I try living without them,

I feel guilty because

I make them suffer.

I think you're overthinking it.

You have a family who loves you,

who has given you everything,

and you can also live here

and go to the best school.

Do you know how many people

would like to have your life?

I found out my mom was a prost*tute.

I found out a few days ago and

she abandoned me before she died.

Are you judging her for that?

Do you know what happened

and why she made the decision to say that?

She still abandoned me on the street.

And you're still here.

Safe and sound.

If you don't know what to do

with your life, figure it out.

Everything seems so easy for you.

You learn that

trying to survive every day.

For example, I'm here today

with you.

And I enjoy it.

Tomorrow?

Where's tomorrow?

Are you laughing at me?

It's

I would've never pictured being here

with you having

an intimate talk.

And listening to your advice.

And agreeing with me.

Listen.

Allow me to take you out.

Where?

Where you can stop thinking.

Let yourself

get surprised by life.

And learn from me.

Oh, you don't believe me.

Thanks.

Sleep well.

Stop staring at me and go to sleep.

Mari, you're our sister

and we'll always take care of you.

Right, Joaquín?

Oh, no, I'll be an aunt.

-I'll be an aunt, an aunt!

-Shh!

Can you be more cautious?

I told you you'd put us all

at risk with your return.

Me, your sister, and your mother.

Didn't I tell you?

If you put your sister's life at risk,

just like your mom's

-Are you blaming me?

-She died because of your whims, yes!

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?