01x04 - Breathless

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Lucas Estévez.

3RD FLOOR
CARTAGENA CLINIC

Estévez. What is the emergency?

There is no emergency.

Yes, there is an emergency.

He's got cuts on his arm.

Lucas, tell me how you got these cuts.

Mr. Miguel.

- Carmelita, you scared me.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

It's just, uh, your son...

What happened?

Please check your phone, sir.

Have you seen anything? Oh.

You installed the cameras
inside the house.

Actually,
I wanted to talk to you about that.

What happened?

I didn't do it.

What?

I didn't get the chance
to install the cameras.

Well, then who?

Honey.

- How's Lucas?
- Doctor.

- Doctor.
- Good evening.

Good evening.

Your son's cuts are superficial.
There is nothing to worry about.

- Thank God.
- But it's good you brought him in.

Because I think
he should see a specialist.

He will.

I just don't understand why he did it.

Is this the first time
he cut himself?

Well, yeah, I think so.

Right?

I think it is.

Have you noticed any behavioral changes
over the past few months?

No. Lucas's behavior is completely normal.

Very well.

Easy, my love. Relax.

Okay.

It's over now. Let's go.

Thanks.

What is it? Hmm?

What is it, honey? Hmm?

We're alone. You can talk to me, Lucas.

Why did you do it? Huh?

Was it because of what you saw
on that computer,

or is there something else going on?

Tell me, please.

Hmm?

You have to kick Dad out of the house.

- I don't want to see him again.
- Tell me, love.

He had to go and prove
he's a piece of sh*t,

and he doesn't deserve a woman like you.

Is that why you installed those cameras?

You did it to help me, didn't you?

And I appreciate it, Lucas. I really do.
But this worries me a lot, baby.

Come, come, come, come.

Hey.

Did anyone see you
installing those cameras, Lucas?

No.

Hundred percent sure.

And I don't think Dad suspects a thing.

Okay.

So, if you want to help me,

then this is what we're gonna do.

You are not gonna tell this
to anybody, Lucas.

Not to Eva, and most of all,
not a word to your father.

Those cameras...

they'll stay where they are.

Careful. Mm.

Are you sure
you don't want me to come over?

I'm sorry, let me ask you this.

If you're telling me Lucas is all right,
why did you take him to the ER?

No, well... Okay. All right, sweetie.

Call me if you need anything.
Thanks for letting me know.

Ciao, doll.

She's lying to me.

How's Lucas?

Fine. Apparently,
it wasn't too serious, but...

I apologize. I should've installed
those cameras. I'm sorry.

Yes, but Lucas found them.
I have no idea how.

He ended up in the hospital because
he saw his father banging the stripper.

Where did you leave them?

In the living room, in a box.

I don't know. I'm guessing
that Lucas heard us, and

saw where they were, and... I don't know.

How come my 15-year-old grandson
was able to install such a complex system?

Pedro, I don't know.

I don't have an explanation. I'm so sorry.

What else did he hear? It makes me wonder.

Pedro, I promise you
I'm gonna find out what Lucas knows

before he says anything to Ángela.

We're very close. You get that, right?

The idiot finally took the bait.

We only need
to get him out of the picture.

FAKE PROFILE

Where did you get those security cameras?

I, uh, bought them.

Where did you get the money?

My savings.

But that is not important now.

Can we hear them as well?

No, they don't have sound.

Lucas, put this computer away.
No one can know about this.

And you, my son, you can't spend
all day watching this thing.

Do you promise me?

What are you gonna do?

Hey.

Promise me, Lucas,

that no matter what,

you'll never in your life

hurt yourself again.

Do you promise me?

Look at me.

Only if you promise me
you'll divorce my father.

Is that what you really want, Lucas?

Talk to me, son.

I promise I won't judge you.

Tell me why you did it.

Good night, Mom.

I'll go get new sheets for your bed.
Okay, love?

I'm gonna put on my pajamas.

Strange, because Lucas
has never had any problems.

He's been a good student,
a respectful kid, very mature for his age.

I don't understand what happened.

But I promise I'll get him
the best therapist I can find.

Lucas will get back to being himself.

I swear.

And where were you
when your son was slicing his arms?

Where were you, Miguel?

- What matters is Lucas is okay.
- Okay?

Yeah.

So your son cuts himself,
and that seems okay to you, Miguel?

Hell no.

I was just falling asleep

when, out of the blue,
I heard something in my bedroom,

like... like a presence.

But I opened my eyes, and I saw no one.

How is it possible that this happened
in such a luxurious community like this?

We will look into it,

but it's the first time
someone reported an intruder.

Oh, no. Wait a minute.

- Are you questioning my wife's word?
- No, of course not.

It's just that she says
she didn't see anyone.

She simply heard a noise.

We'll have to check the security cameras.

I'll do it now.

Thanks.

Camila,

are you sure you didn't see anything else?

No, I didn't,
but I swear I heard someone there.

What if Miguel
wanted to see you in secret?

If it had been Miguel,
I wouldn't have called the guard.

Oh, come on. It wasn't him.

It wasn't him, but I have another suspect.

Yes, he has multiple cuts.
He used some sort of knife.

No, never.

No, Javier, he doesn't do drugs.
You know my kid.

Okay.

Thank you.

Wednesday, of course.

Okay.

I feel so guilty, bro.

I swear to God this is all unrelated.

Sure, unrelated.

How would you know if your son's all right

when you spend all day
thinking about f*cking your neighbor?

Luigi.

Man, I can't help it.

I believe you, man.

Knowing those involved, I really do.

When Camila is around,
I just lose control.

I can't hide that I'm looking at her,
and desiring her,

and I'm dying to f*ck her and having her...

Miguel, Miguel, Miguel, stop it, please.

My God.

My friend,

we really need to get Camila
out of Riviera Esmeralda.

Any of you want to tell me
what happened last night?

What happened?

I don't know.

Well, someone broke
into Camila Román's house.

- Hello.
- How are you?

- I heard you reported it.
- I told you.

Someone tried to attack me,
but you didn't believe me.

I need to see you, Camila.

We have to talk about last night.

Miguel, I really believe
the less contact we have, the better.

Is that why you moved next door?

To have less contact?

Miguel, what happened last night was...

It was wrong.

You know it can't happen ever again.
Are we clear?

Camila, we're on the same page.

I don't know how things
got so intense so quickly,

but I'm not sorry, not for one second,
for what happened.

It was the best sex
I've ever had in my life.

Goodbye.

- Hello?
- Good afternoon. Ángela Ferrer?

I'm calling from the school.
It's regarding Lucas.

What about Lucas?

He didn't show up to class today.

Stop!

Stop!

Why didn't you go to school?

Now you're following me? Why?

If you don't want me to tell your parents,
you have to come with me.

Your grandpa needs you.

Hop in.

I just wanted to help, Grandpa. I swear.

Help who?

Who did you want to help?

Well, you.

I trust you, son.

You know that, don't you?

But I'm gonna have to ask you
to disconnect all the security cameras.

And tell me anything else
you might have heard.

Nothing else.
I heard nothing, Grandpa, I swear.

I don't know what you're trying to do,

but if you want to get rid of my father,

you're gonna need an ally
inside the house.

Somebody you can really trust.

I want him out of the family.

And I don't want him
to keep hurting my mom.

I saw him. I saw him with the neighbor.

- Camila!
- What?

What is that?

Where did you get that? What is that ride?

Do you like it?

It's unbelievable.

- Come, come, come. Quickly.
- Huh?

Come here, let's take a selfie.

Smile. Here.

Oh, no, but...

Come here.

Closer.

Pretend you just gave me this car,
like, mm...

- Like this?
- Mm.

Show me more love.

More, more, more, more. More!

This one.

I'll upload it to the fake profile,

and then you can repost it,
so it's on both profiles.

And for the caption, hashtag...

"New car."

"Thank you, baby."

"Heart, heart, heart."

What is it now?

What's with that look?

Camila, you're paying me very well.

You rented this house,
which is really expensive.

You changed all the furniture.

And now you bought this car?

Where do you get this money from?

I told you.

Since I was little, I worked really hard
and never spent on luxuries.

Well, until now.

Right, so, are all dancers in Vegas
millionaires or what?

- Would that be a big problem for you?
- Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

I've been checking the videos
of the security cameras,

and the only person who entered
your house was your neighbor.

Mr. Miguel Estévez.

What we know is that
she's a dancer, she lives in Vegas, and...

- She has money.
- Vegas.

Her name is Camila Román.

- We just want more information.
- We want to know everything.

- Do you think you can do it?
- Wow. Mm.

- Yes or no?
- Yes.

Yes, yes. Of course it can be done,

but I'm gonna need more information.

- What do you need?
- More data, I need more.

- She's a dancer, lives in Vegas...
- That's all I know.

What happened?

Miguel and Luigi have been talking
with a man in a bar for 45 minutes.

I'm trying to find out who he is.

Don't let Miguel out of your sight.
Follow him wherever he goes.

They're leaving. I'll follow them.

You paid that guy a fortune
to conduct the investigation.

- I had no other choice.
- But it's a lot of money.

There was no other way.

- All right.
- I need to know who Camila is.

- You're the one paying.
- Right. It's my call.

That guy is taking advantage of you,
and you're letting him.

No, I don't think so.

Miguel didn't come here
with that intention.

He wanted to shut you up
and save his skin.

And you know what's worse?

That you're liking it.

You're enjoying it.

What?

Please leave this house right now.

I'm very sorry.

This really bothers me,
but I won't leave you now,

especially after what happened
with the intruder.

Go. I'm not making a suggestion,
I'm giving you an order.

Leave this house.

And let me clarify a small detail here.

I did what I did last night with Miguel
just because I wanted.

He's not taking advantage of me.

I'm not Little Red Riding Hood
eaten by the wolf.

I do the things I do because I choose to.

Is that clear?

Of course.

I almost forgot.

It's just a job.

Lucas didn't go to school,

but I talked to him,
and he's already at home.

Thank you.

Of course, Miguel and I are looking
for a therapist to see him soon, Dad.

Didn't Lucas tell you what happened?
Why he did it?

Mmm.

He says he doesn't remember.

Your signature right here. Okay?

Honey, are you still interested

in being my successor in the company?

Come on, how can you even ask me that?
My God.

You know the sacrifices I've made
hoping to be designated by you officially.

Sign here.

Then please, no more lies.

What did this m*therf*cker
do to you this time?

Oh, come on. Please stop that.

- You could've chosen a prince.
- A prince.

- Yes.
- If you wanted to.

Yes, of course.

But only to defy me,

you settled for the first
good-looking jerk who crossed your path.

Yes, a good-looking jerk
who happens to be your grandkids' dad.

I would rather they didn't have a father.

When you come begging to me
to get rid of him,

I hope it's not too late, Ángela.

If you don't mind, sign this.

Thank you.

RIVIERA ESMERALDA
RESIDENTIAL COMPLEX

Hi, how are you?

I'm sorry, I'm new in the community,
but I'd like to see the spa.

- Perfect, welcome. Check it out.
- Thanks.

Looking good, gentlemen.

You're tired, am I right? You need a nap.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah.

- Is Miguel Estévez here?
- No, I don't know, sir.

I'm sorry.

Miguel, are you at the club?

No.

I'm still at the office.

Oh, man.

I just saw somebody in your locker.

SPA
RIVIERA ESMERALDA

Camila.

- Hello.
- Hello.

What class are you at?
Pilates or Ashtanga?

- Wait, what?
- Ashtanga or Pilates?

- Which class did you take?
- Oh!

No, I came to...

check out the spa.

I wanted to see it.

Well, I recommend Pilates with Dani.
She's the b*mb.

Oh, that's awesome. I appreciate it.

Take care, Sofía, have a nice day.

Hello?

Hello.

Yes, I left you a message.

That seems good to me.
Yeah, the time is perfect.

Bye. See you soon.

Hi, baby.

Hello.

- What's up?
- How did it go with the therapist?

Fine. We have an appointment
for Wednesday at 4:00.

I'm assuming that we're both going.

Me too. But Lucas doesn't want to see me.

Weird, right?

You were always like his idol.

Who knows? It must be teenager things.

Probably, honey.

- Who were you talking to?
- To Vania.

- Mm.
- About a yoga retreat we wanted to attend.

But obviously I'm going to cancel it.

Why you're gonna cancel it?
Yoga's good for you.

Yeah, but you know.

Right now,

I'd like to think
about my son's well-being,

rather than my own, Miguel.

My love.

Lucas is fine.

You won't be leaving him alone.
I'll be with him.

Besides, it's only one night.

Hmm?

Lucas is just a kid.
You shouldn't drag him into this.

He asked me to.
He said it would be special.

Ángela will hate you.

You're not only
separating her from her husband,

you're also manipulating her son.

I'm not manipulating anyone,
let alone my grandson.

Why'd you say that?

- I just want us to do things right.
- So do I.

Okay? So let me make
those kinds of decisions.

What about the other thing?

Inti is already working at the restaurant.

But we already knew that.
We saw him at the opening.

Mm-hmm.

But what you don't know
is why I chose him, do you?

No. I'm a sucker for mysteries, Tina.

Inti Valderrama has a past with Cristóbal.

What do you mean, Tina?

What kind of past?

A past we can use to our favor.

Hey!

Hey, hey.

Hey!

You won't believe
what this place has in store for you.

I want you to see with your own eyes

the variety of colors and flavors.

And if you want to see a toast,
we're gonna do one right now.

And, who do we toast to?

- For you.
- For you, guys!

Always for you, guys, okay?

Just when you think you've seen it all,
and nothing could be any better,

something amazing appears,

in the shape
of the handsomest boy and hot.

The cutie of the place.
Who is he? The waiter.

- Say hi.
- Hello.

Welcome.

That's right. We wanna invite you
to come and visit Mil Placeres.

I am Ilonka in the Sky. Bye-bye!

No, no, no, no, I can't believe it!

I mean, we have 5,000 followers since
she uploaded the video two hours ago.

Inti, thanks.

When will you be back?
I don't want you to go.

- Tomorrow, I promise.
- Okay.

Okay, baby, call me
when you get there, okay?

And be careful, that road is very dark.

Don't worry about it.
I know that road very well.

My love, take care of yourself, okay?

And Lucas?

- Don't know.
- I've already said goodbye to him.

Oh.

I'm gonna miss you so much, Mom.

Me too, princess.

Bye, sweetheart.

Let us know when you get there.

Are you gonna swim?

Please.

DO YOU REMEMBER ME?

- Marcos.
- Yes?

- Desserts for that table are on the house.
- Okay. Sure, don't worry.

Have you seen Inti?

No. No, I haven't seen him.

- I'll bring the desserts.
- All right.

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Oh, no, stop. I've got work. No.

Okay, I want to make a toast,

because we're the favorite restaurant
of Ilonka in the Sky.

And because she said she'll keep
posting our pictures, so yeah. Cheers.

And in exchange for what?

I saw you earlier.

You were having a great time.

And I thought you were dating Marcos.

Marcos? No.

He's handsome.

And he looks cute in that shirt.

But no, I'm not dating anyone now.

And why is that?

Are you too young for commitment?

I get bored very quick.

- How long have you been with Cris?
- Like five years now.

You ever have a break?

Wow.

Surprising and admirable.

I don't know how you manage.
I could never.

We're in love.

Besides a couple, we're best friends.

In a relationship,
sometimes you get bored.

Things aren't always perfect and fun.

Well, I do wanna have fun.

I like to live life as it comes.

If I fall in love, okay.

If it's with a woman, great.
If it's with a man...

then so be it.

And which would you prefer?

A woman

or a man?

I don't prefer anything.

I'm pansexual. I love sex.

I like the energy that's liberated
when people have sex.

Forgetting everything else.

From the core, giving your all.

With every single inch of your body.

So who cares if it's a woman or a man?

Help...

Where were you?

With Damián and Nico.

At this hour?

- Get out of my room!
- Hey, hey, hey!

Calm down. Calm down.

I just wanted to know how you were, son.

- That's all.
- Son?

I'm not your son.

- No, don't say that.
- I don't want...

I don't want to be your son.

Either you leave my room now,

or I'll let everyone know you're screwing
that f*cking b*tch living next door.

Help me!

Somebody!

Help me! Help me! Stop, stop!

- Stop!
- What happened?

Let me help you.

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