01x47 - Episode 47

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Come.

Well, welcome to La Victoria.

Excuse me, I'm looking

for Mr. Anselmo Luna.

Anselmo? Anselmo doesn't live here.

I just saw him go inside.

Please, tell him it's urgent.

-Oh, stop pestering. Get a job!

-Ma'am, please wait

-And that face? How did it go?

-She almost beat me.

Hmm. Hey.

Anselmo!

Mico.

It's me, Tino.

-Tino?

-Yes.

How are you?

-It's great to see you.

-Likewise. You've changed.

-Sorry, I have to go.

-Wait.

Relax, I'm the one looking for you.

-You?

-Yes.

Why?

Because Joaquín Mosquera hired me.

-You met with him and his wife, right?

-Yes, I know him.

You shouldn't trust that guy.

Why?

They tricked me into renting a house,

and then they called the police on me.

He told me he needed you

to look for a relative.

-Yes, he's looking for his son.

-His son?

Don't be fooled, Tino.

How come? What do you know? Tell me.

-Why?

It's just that I know them,

and it seems odd.

The guy told me he's looking for his son.

That boy and another worked for Ignacia.

Two boys?

They made them pass as brothers,

but they aren't.

It's really a mess

Now that I think about it,

the only Black kids who worked for Ignacia

were Joe

and you.

No, it can't be so. Then,

one of them is Joaquín and Mariana's son.

Joe and I are brothers,

and our dad is Jesús.

-Ignacia herself confirmed it to me.

-Tino.

If you say they can be trusted,

we'll meet with them and be done with it.

Relax. I prefer to keep investigating.

-You really don't want to clarify that?

-I'm sure.

If I need you,

I'll find you through your aunt.

Thanks.

And don't worry.

My love.

How are you? You look beautiful.

-Joaquín, hello.

-Welcome.

This is Rafael, a friend.

-My pleasure.

-How are you?

How are you?

Sara has told me a lot

about you all and the estate.

-It's a pleasure to be here.

-No, welcome.

I'm so happy you're here.

-Grandpa!

-Granddaughter!

-How was your trip?

-Good.

-Good. Happy to be back.

-I'm so glad you're here.

-This is Rafael, a friend.

-How are you?

-Nice to meet you. Good. Thanks.

-How are you?

We get along with some guests,

with others not so much. Why is he here?

Dad! Please.

Sarita, come with me.

-Take her things to her room.

-Berenice, can you help me?

-Let's go, Sarita!

-Wait for me, Grandpa.

I'm sorry.

-Something to drink?

-Yes, thank you.

Come on in.

-We'll have time to explore the estate.

-Thank you.

We need two more men.

That obey and don't ask questions.

-I'll look for them in the town.

-The farther they live, the better.

When we know the wedding date,

they need to be available and armed.

Alright, sir.

And don't talk too much, Rowdy. Got it?

No one can know the plan.

Don't worry.

We're having a party.

This necklace

belonged to my mom.

I want you to wear it at the ceremony.

-It's beautiful, Grandpa.

-It's yours.

And I also want you to be

my maid of honor.

Grandpa, I can't believe

you've finally decided to get married.

-Who would've thought?

-Thanks to you.

Me? Why me?

Because I told Ofelia,

"If my girl isn't here,

there's no wedding."

No, Grandpa.

What if I hadn't sent that letter?

-We would've waited.

-No, sir. I find it outrageous

because by now, you should only

be thinking about your happiness.

There's no happiness without you, sweetie.

Your parents handled

this whole situation with you very poorly.

-But that's in the past, Grandpa.

-But they kept you away from me.

From your home, your family.

I'll always be your grandpa.

I'll always love you.

And you'll always be an Azcárate.

Oh, Grandpa. Hearing those words

makes me so happy.

But you have to know

that I don't plan to stay for long.

No, ma'am. No, ma'am. A short visit, no.

You'll stay with me

until further notice. I've spoken.

Stay.

Oh, Grandpa.

We searched the entire area,

but didn't see anything unusual.

There were some fresh tracks

leading to the riverbank,

but they were from a single person.

Maybe a hunter.

Does that mean we don't have to worry?

Yes, for now. We also have several men

guarding the perimeter.

-You can be at ease.

-I placed men at strategic points.

We should still conduct a general search

of both estates.

That's better. Especially now

that my dad is happily

organizing his wedding.

Did Sara arrive?

-Yes.

-Ah.

I think it would be good

if you talked to her.

Huh? I don't have time for that.

I have to go

and organize the rest of the men.

Go say hello to her.

She seems to have come here

a changed woman.

Well, we've all changed

in these times, ma'am.

I I'll manage. Excuse me.

-Did you tell him she came with someone?

-No.

But don't feel guilty.

They're old enough now to learn

to handle their lives, their feelings.

I didn't tell Sara that Joe is here.

You did the right thing.

-I still feel bad, though.

-Look.

Instead of feeling bad,

you should spend time with your daughter.

Hi, Berenice.

Don't worry, I organize my clothes.

Don't worry.

And Rafael's suitcase? Where is it?

It's in the guestroom.

Your Grandpa's orders.

Don't worry, really.

Go on with your tasks.

-I'll organize everything. Thanks.

-As you wish, ma'am.

You know what? I congratulate you.

Finally, we're all moving on

with our lives.

Everyone?

Your mom with Joaquín,

you with your boyfriend

and Joe's back with us,

and looks so handsome.

Joe is here?

Yes, your mom didn't tell you he's back?

And where is he?

He's out of town,

and I don't know when he'll be back.

Excuse me.

Go ahead.

Separate rooms?

When you said this place was traditional,

you weren't kidding, right?

Yes.

You'll have to tell me

if there's any secret passage

I should discover to come find you.

You'll have to figure

that one out yourself.

-Oh, really?

-Yes.

So are we going to act

like we're friends this whole time?

Yes, for some time.

It's my grandpa's wedding

and I don't want to steal his thunder

with our news.

Yes. Okay.

Whatever you say, Mrs. Sara.

No. Miss Sara.

-Watch how you address me.

-Ah, Miss Sara.

-As you wish, Miss Landlady.

-That's better.

You talked all that time and got no leads?

Well, he didn't know. We didn't talk much.

If you'd tell me what my dad's after,

I could help you.

It's about a scam with machinery he bought

and the cops haven't done anything.

So, he's looking for the scammer.

Okay. What's next?

Nothing for now. I'll review

these articles for the magazine.

Give me something to do.

I've already proved

I'm good at finding clues.

Look, your dad's case can wait.

Let me finish this

and then we'll see, hmm?

-What's the matter?

-Nothing.

Are you avoiding me?

No.

Alright. So, let's do something tonight.

I want to go to the movies.

Or do you prefer your room?

-The movies sound good.

-Okay, that's fine.

-See you tonight.

-See you.

Hello?

Hi, Dad. I'm glad you called.

I actually wanted to call you because

Hmm, sure. I thought it was strange

that you'd call just to talk to me.

Let me get him.

Tino, my dad wants to talk to you.

Thanks.

Joaquín, how are you?

I'm sorry to keep asking,

I just need to know if there's any news.

Oh give me one second.

Hello.

Well, still no word on Anselmo,

I can't find him.

But I can use any information

about your relative.

More information could widen my search.

Well, what I know is from way back.

Anything helps.

There was a woman, Ignacia.

She used kids to steal.

And one of those kids was my relative.

Mm-hmm. And?

Another boy was with him. Apparently,

they were passed off as brothers

when they sold them.

They were sold?

Yes, that's all we know.

I need to find Anselmo.

Because Ignacia is missing

and Anselmo was part of

that group of children.

He might know

where we could find my relative.

Is that information helpful?

Yes, all of that helps

to broaden the scope.

Once I know about Anselmo,

I'll find him. Bye.

You didn't come from an orphanage.

Your dad sold you to me.

The only Black boys who worked for Ignacia

were Joe and you.

-Hands off! Not for you.

-Ouch.

That's food for decent people.

They won't notice.

We have very important guests.

Well, I guess, but the important thing is

I'm in the capital, we had a great time.

We have things to do, new ideas.

-Hey, the project. Did he tell you?

-Yes.

She brought her boyfriend.

His name is Rafael.

Look what your grandpa gave me.

How lovely!

Well, it was a bit of a struggle,

but I made it happen.

Can you believe

that it took grandpa 40 years

to propose to this wonderful woman?

Forty years? You waited that long?

Well, I'm a patient woman.

But you had a lot of patience.

It wasn't easy for me, either.

It wasn't 40 years, but it took some time.

Oh, come on.

Oh, I'm so happy for you, Ofe.

I could've slept with my sister.

Oh, no.

Hold on, five minutes ago you told me

your dad's name was Jesús, right?

And that it was impossible for Joaquín

and Mariana to be your parents.

But now I'm having doubts.

That information Joaquín gave me

is too specific.

The only Black siblings

who lived with Ignacia are us.

We were sold.

But why would she lie to you?

She was a criminal.

Why don't you meet Joaquín and Mariana

to cross-check information?

Should I tell him I slept

with his daughter?

-Who, by the way, could be my sister.

-Don't give details, okay?

What are you going to do?

My situation is complicated.

I guess I'll do

what any investigator does.

Gather all the evidence,

analyze it, and draw a conclusion.

Investigator?

-Yes.

-No, well.

What about talking to Joe?

No. I'm not going to tell him

that we're not siblings.

We don't know

how he might react to the news.

Besides, he's got enough to deal with

since Sara left him.

This is my problem.

I need to do this on my own

and find the answers.

Okay. Cheers.

Cheers.

Tino? Tino, is that you?

Tino?

-Did someone arrive?

-I don't know, doesn't seem like it.

Auntie, have you seen Tino?

We had plans, and he's gone.

Oh, sweetheart. He comes and goes

from this house and never says anything.

Did something happen to him?

Or did he get caught up in his work,

as usual?

It seems work is more important than me.

That sounds like a girlfriend's complaint.

Tino?

Girlfriend? No.

Don't be old-fashioned, Auntie.

Not his girlfriend?

But does it bother you that he's not here?

It bothers me that he never

tells me anything. He's mysterious.

And yes, I really wanted us

to go to the movies,

but it seems he stood me up.

Tino didn't find anything yet.

I gave him some information to see

if any of his contacts can help us.

We're always so close

and yet so far from everything.

I can't stop thinking

that our son is alive.

And at the same time, I'm afraid because

I don't know. What if he's not here and

-this search goes on forever?

-No.

We can't lose faith.

I've never lost faith,

but it seems like

the universe is against us.

But, I feel that, little by little,

we're on the right path.

That's because you don't live with my dad.

Living with my dad

is like living in the past.

Look, your dad won't change.

Especially at his age.

Sometimes I get my hopes up

because I see him with Sara

and I think he's changed,

but then he says something terrible,

and I wonder why I didn't leave

the estate 20 years ago.

Why did I stay?

Because you couldn't live anywhere else.

Neither you

nor I could have ever left these lands.

-Good morning.

-Good morning.

You finally show up.

We were worried yesterday

when you didn't show up.

-Even Lucy was waiting for you.

-Oh, that's right.

Well, I'll find her and talk to her later.

-Josefina, I need your help.

-Tell me, how can I help?

I want you to help me with

information about your brother.

I want to write a profile on him.

-On Joaquín?

-Mm-hmm.

Imagine this.

The region's first landowner

endorsing a research magazine.

Everyone will know about

what he did for the region and our people.

Isn't it a great tribute?

It sounds good to me.

It was love at first sight.

A bit more on my side

than hers, but oh well.

It took me a bit,

but I eventually won her over.

Rafael, I won't go into details.

But it hasn't been easy for Sara recently.

Yes, she mentioned something.

Since she's been in Bogotá,

I feel she's more relaxed, happier.

Art has helped her a lot.

Yes, art was the first thing

that connected us.

We've done a lot of things together.

I think art is in our future plans

and, well, other things.

Plans?

You have plans together?

Hmm What kind of plans?

So, this will be

my wedding gift for you both.

A mural with our family history.

Share with me that version

of the family's story before you paint it.

Oh, Grandpa. Relax. I'm not interested

in showing any dark side of the family

and painting it on a wall,

so you don't have to worry about that.

Alright, then take your time

so we can have you here longer.

Well, Rafael is going to help me, so

-Oh, is he an artist?

Yes. And a very good one too.

And what's this young man's last name?

You were taking a while

to ask that, weren't you?

I need to know who you associate with.

Who I associate with? Well, let's see.

I associate with someone I really like.

And he's precisely helping me forget

everything that happened on this estate.

-Mm-hmm.

-Excuse me.

-Hello, Graciliano.

-Hello.

I found this

among Mrs. Victoria's belongings.

I restored it and wanted to know

if the size is right.

Graciliano, don't act like I'm disabled

before my granddaughter.

-Grandpa.

-I thought

-that you could use it

-I don't pay you to think!

-Leave!

-No. Graciliano, don't leave.

Thank you for that. Beautiful.

Grandpa,

I thought you'd changed

after everything that happened.

Forgiveness isn't for everyone.

If forgiveness wasn't for everyone,

I wouldn't be here.

I managed to turn the page

and focus on the good in our family.

You don't know our family's story.

No, sir. I do know enough about

Joaquín and what happened

to his family and

if they could forgive you, why can't you?

Don't make me regret coming back.

And take this cane.

Well, we were born and raised

at La Victoria Estate.

Our parents worked there

with Mr. Alfredo, but

I understand you were very close

with Mariana Azcárate.

We grew up like siblings.

But not as Mr. Alfredo's children.

She's like my parents' daughter.

Ah

And when did Mariana and Joaquín

go from siblings to a couple?

I thought you wanted the whole story,

not just the gossip.

Well, I want the whole story. Love sells.

We have to realize that their relationship

was ahead of its time.

And also for this time.

Imagine

what people will think

reading their love story.

They'll believe in love.

Or they'll judge them.

That's why we must tell the story

in detail.

Well, you know this already.

Friendship became love,

Mr. Alfredo tried to keep them apart.

They tried to leave, but

But?

Well, they blamed my brother

and he ended up in jail.

They couldn't see each other

and she left me a note saying she was

What?

Pregnant.

I didn't know that.

When was it?

Mm-hmm. What happened to the baby?

The baby

The baby died during childbirth.

Are you sure?

Yes, but you can't write that.

-Not unless you talk to them.

-No, don't worry.

-No, I won't do that.

-Mm-hmm.

But continue.

-I think

-Hello.

I've got great news.

Sara is coming back.

-Oh, that's good.

-Yes. She's coming to my uncle's wedding.

Aren't you happy?

We're busy right now.

What's more important than Sara's return?

Matilde, Tino is writing

a profile on Joaquín.

But we're finished now, anyway.

If you want to ask me about his life

in the U.S., I don't know.

You'll need to ask Lucy or Carla.

I need to shop, so eat some bread.

Eat some bread, because it's fresh.

Thanks.

And why a profile?

I'll tell you later.

Bye.

Joe, why are you here?

That face tells me that you're not

too thrilled to see me, right?

I didn't know you were here,

I just found out.

You didn't look for me.

I thought you were traveling.

I'm back now.

So you can tell me to my face

that you already forgot me

and that what we had was all a lie.

-You know it wasn't.

-No?

-No.

-Then why didn't you look for me?

-Why didn't you write?

-I didn't know you were here.

Listen, Joe

I never intended for things

to turn out this way.

But my life has changed a lot

since I left.

I needed to

find my path, my purpose.

But, even more, I had to get away

to be able to forget

all the pain I suffered here.

I didn't realize I hurt you so much.

You know.

There was a lot of love here,

but we also hurt each other.

-You know.

-No, Sara.

I loved you like no other in this world.

And I regret it. Believe me,

I regret hurting you.

Joe.

Things have changed.

Don't you feel the same?

-Do you love him more than me?

-It's not a competition.

I'm rebuilding my life elsewhere.

Yes, there are many people here

that I love and cherish with all my heart,

but this is not my home.

And I need to find my place in this world.

Why not with me, Sara?

Why?

It can't be

because I'm engaged.

I'm marrying Rafael.

Oh.

Mm.

Joe, I'm sorry.

If you truly were,

you wouldn't break my heart, Sara.

Hello, yes. Concordia Clinic?

Tell me, how long ago was it founded?

Twelve years.

Well, thank you.

San Lorenzo Clinic?

Yes, tell me. When was it established?

Uh-huh.

By any chance

do you know which health centers

were operating in Cali 20 years ago?

Uh-huh.

Tino, I need the phone.

Yes.

Oh, okay. Thank you so much.

What do you need it for?

We're about to launch a magazine.

The main article is about birth rates

and the increase in the population

over recent decades.

I'd like to see the birth records

of the children born here at that time.

So, I need numbers and birth certificates.

Don't worry, I'll give your institution

free publicity.

-Around what date do you need?

Here's what I found

if you want to check it.

Come with me. Come.

Glad to see you're feeling better.

-Who let you in? I'll fire them right now.

-Don't blame them, Mr. Alfredo.

They're probably confused

because Mariana introduced me

as her partner.

Honestly, I understand you.

For a man your age,

changes must be hard to accept.

Especially when you've lived

by the same rules

and thinking the same way.

Why are you here?

I came to tell you

that Mariana and I are together, in love.

Just as we were from the start.

And we will always be.

It doesn't mean

I have to accept your relationship.

Not at all.

You're free to choose to live in the past.

But remember, you tried to stop us

from loving each other in the past.

You tried.

You made us suffer.

And yet, here we are,

even more in love with each other.

You're the last person

to lecture me on morals.

We all make mistakes, Mr. Alfredo.

That's why Mariana and I want

to make things right.

You decide if you want to be a part

of this change or be left behind.

We've chosen to move forward

with or without you.

Excuse me.

SANTIAGO DE CALI HOSPITAL

"Time of death: 12:30 p.m.

Black male infant."

"Cause of death:

Cardiorespiratory complications."

"Unidentified."

"Father's name: Miguel Ibargüen.

Mother's name

Primitiva Córdoba."

"Time of death: 11:30 p.m.

Black male infant."

"Cause of death:

Cardiorespiratory complications."

"Unidentified.

Father: Not identified. Mother: Mariana

Mariana Azcárate."

-Mom, stop it.

-Oh, let me.

I've always loved combing your hair.

And even though you've grown up

and live alone in another city,

you'll always be my girl.

Why didn't you tell me

Joe was at the estate?

It wasn't my place.

You left without a word

and I wasn't sure

if you wanted to see him or not.

He hates me.

I think it must've been hard

for him to see you

and your new life, don't you think?

How do you feel?

I didn't want to hurt him.

I know.

But what does your heart say?

Did you ever doubt your love for Joaquín?

Never. Not once.

Maybe I tried to deny my feelings for him,

especially when I thought he was gone.

But doubt? Never.

I've always known

he was the love of my life.

You know what? When I met Rafael,

he helped me focus on the future,

not the past.

For the first time

I could really dedicate myself to art

and build this new life

that feels truly mine.

I love hearing that.

-But?

-No. No buts.

I'm clear that

I don't want to leave this new life

I'm creating

and I'm not looking back.

I can't.

What are you doing here?

You've been avoiding me since yesterday

and that's your greeting?

Sorry, Lucy. I'm deep in a case.

Is that your excuse to push me away?

Really?

You could've been more creative.

Don't you think?

I swear, it's not personal.

I have a lot of things on my mind and

I've been stressed

with the magazine launch,

I haven't slept in days.

Is it about my dad?

No, it's not about your dad.

Then what?

Tell me the truth, Tino.

-You're sure you want the truth?

-Yes.

I don't want to be with you anymore.

What we had was great,

but I'm not ready for a relationship.

I never said we were a couple, did I?

No.

Anyway, right now

I only have energy for my magazine

and nothing else.

-Your magazine?

-Mm-hmm.

I thought it was ours.

-I want to continue alone.

-You're not firing me.

Whatever.

I don't want to be with you.

Okay.

-Hey, what's wrong?

-I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

No, I'm not.

Why are men such idiots?

Who are you talking about?

Tino.

What happened?

I don't know. He treated me terribly.

Everything was fine,

and we worked together for months,

and then out of nowhere,

he's pushing me away like a nobody.

That's strange. It's not like Tino.

You don't believe me?

Of course, I do, but

You know? I don't want you to see me

upset over some idiot.

-Who is it?

-It's me, Matilde.

Come in.

Can we talk?

-Of course.

-What happened with Lucy?

I don't know what she told you,

but it's really complicated.

Is it about Sara?

What?

You know, I told you she's back.

You shouldn't toy with Lucy's feelings

if you love Sara.

-It's not about Sara.

-Then why were you so mean?

Matilde, let me ask you a favor.

This is between me and Lucy.

Leave me alone now,

I'm working on something important.

Now you work on more important things?

What's more important than how one feels?

Wait. Wait.

-Are you investigating my aunt Mariana?

-It's confidential. Give it back.

Well, it's not now.

Tell me what you're doing.

If you must know

What do you know

about the son Mariana lost?

Why are you looking into that?

I have valuable information for them.

There are gaps in the story.

Leave it at that. Don't investigate more.

I can't. Do you know something?

Do you?

I know Mariana lost a baby

the same day Mrs. Primitiva

Córdoba, I believe her name is, lost hers.

I heard from a source

that both boys are alive.

I can't help you. I made a promise.

Wait.

One of these boys could be me.

It's a closed matter.

What if what Carlos wrote is true?

You saw what that criminal

did to Primitiva. You want to k*ll her?

Mrs. Primitiva met my aunt Mariana

when she was hospitalized.

She disappeared for years

then came back to the hostel

saying the doctor who assisted her

during labor

confessed her child might be alive.

Didn't he die during birth?

-No, neither of them.

-What happened?

Apparently, they were left

at an orphanage,

and later were adopted by a lady named

Imelda, I think, and her husband, Jesús.

-You're kidding.

-Why?

That means Jesús isn't my father.

And that Ignacia lied to me.

Where is the orphanage?

Here in Cali.

I need to find it because,

if this is true, Joe isn't my brother.

Does this mean you two could be

the children of Mariana or Primitiva?

-We have to tell Primitiva.

-Wait.

Is she here?

-Yes.

-Don't tell her anything yet.

-But why not?

-I need evidence.

Do you get why I can't be with Lucy?

-She could be my half-sister.

-The truth needs to come out.

Yes, but not yet.

When I have enough evidence.

Promise you'll keep quiet.

Listen.

Promise me.

There's nothing more sad

than drinking alone.

I don't get why you keep trying.

I'm not a good person.

You're not bad, Joe.

You're just misguided.

She doesn't deserve your tears.

I'm not like this because of Sara.

That's over.

Waiting, what a waste of time, right?

Actually, you haven't lost anything.

I don't deserve you, Berenice.

Now I'm here with you.

Let your heart feel.

I'll be with you until my last day.

"Two Black children born in 1950,

left at the doorstep of Valley Orphanage."

"Adopted by the couple Jesús and Imelda."

"Baptized as Thiago and Joel."

Thiago and Joel.

Tino and Joe.