02x10 - Blood & Hope

[bunniefuu]

[Vannessa] No, no, no, I can't do this.

[Ángela] Don't drop him.

-Grab him. Come on, take him.
-I can't. Okay, I have him.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

-Let's go.
-Slow down, Vannessa!

[Vannessa] We're making too much noise.

[Vannessa shrieks]

Oh my God!

-It's okay.
-No!

[both grunting]

You need to get all of this out of here.

Yes.

All of it. Now.

[both grunting]

[Ángela] Yes.

-Help me.
-Yes, yes, coming.

-I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
-Let's go.

I'm sorry!

[Vanessa shrieks]

I'm sorry.

No one is allowed in here, Vannessa.

It must remain locked.

Fire the help if you have to.

Whatever it takes.

How long will it take for him to dissolve?

Three days.

We have to clean up the blood.

Yes.

Hey, hey.

[Vannessa sobbing]

You can't allow guilt
to overpower you, all right? Hmm?

Trust me, we'll get rid of the body.

No one is going to ask for him.

I promise you.

[dramatic music playing]

[music building]

[music fades]

-[Vannessa] Where'd you learn to do this?
-[Ángela] In prison.

I was in prison for 18 months.
I had time to spare.

[dramatic music continues]

[music fades]

[water bubbling]

[opening theme music playing]

FAKE PROFILE

[music fades]

My problem is you.

Camila, this world's so unfair.

Because you know nothing about me,

and I know you so well.

I know more about Camila Román
than Camila Román knows about herself.

You're a sick man.

Let's not debase this conversation
with unfounded accusations. Come on now.

If you don't calm down…

-Help!
-…we can't continue.

-Open the door, as*h*le!
-No one will open that door for you.

I want you to look at me
and listen carefully.

Don't be afraid of me. I'm not a sick man.

I've just developed a compulsion for you.

And you can help me heal.

I just want us to talk.

Look at me.

I apologize,
but I know you'll understand because…

you know all about compulsions.

And I don't want you to think
this is merely sexual.

Because it's not.

You're a very interesting woman, Camila.

And I didn't plan for this,
but I'm addicted to you.

Yes.

Yes, but…

but why didn't you tell me about it, huh?

All the time we spent in this room,
and you could've said something.

I couldn't tell you because

it would've been a violation
of my professional oath.

You're right.

You have always helped me with everything.

Our sessions,

helping me recover from Miguel
and everything he's done to me.

You're right. I always looked out for you.

But listen, you don't need this right now.

All I ever wanted was to help you, Camila.

Ever since you walked through my door,
I've tried to manipulate your will

so you could forget that idiot
and be happy.

Camila, I promise
I won't share you with him or anyone.

[dramatic sting]

-Right.
-Okay?

-Yeah?
-[rapid knocks]

-No, no!
-Help me!

-Hey, Camila, what's going on?
-Help me, please!

-Open the door!
-Camila, please! What's happening?

Who are you?

Doctor, we have a warrant
to search your premises.

But why? What are you looking for?
There's nothing here.

I'm…

[dramatic music playing]

Oh Lord.

[sighs]

[Miguel] Here.

Water.

-[Joaquín] Call my lawyer immediately!
-[Dana] Of course, doctor.

Excuse me.

What is that?

-It's part of my job--
-Have you been recording me, as*h*le?

You m*therf*cker!

-How dare you? You sick as*h*le!
-Doctor Duval!

You are under arrest.

You don't know what you're doing.

-Dana, did you call him?
-[Dana] Yes, I just did.

[Paty] You have the right to an attorney.

If you can't afford one,
one will be provided for you.

Son of a b*tch.

You shameless piece of sh*t!

[Indira] Lorena Moraga.

She's 20 years old now.

And six years ago, she went to you
seeking help with her eating disorder.

Yes, it was a misunderstanding,
and the authorities dealt with it.

But if you want me to,
I can tell you what happened.

Lorena came to me with serious problems.

So we started our therapy sessions,
in which she ended up… [inhales]

Let's just say, you know,
transferring her emotions.

And there came a point at which
she started developing feelings for me,

which is common among teenage patients.

She says it was you
who became obsessed with her,

that you didn't allow her to see friends
and recorded her without her consent.

No, that's a lie.

What car do you have?

-Pardon?
-What car do you have?

I don't understand how this
is relevant to our conversation,

but I drive a black SUV. It's very nice.

[Paty] A black Audi was parked in front
of the club's entrance for a whole hour.

Were you able to identify the owner?

No, not yet.

-Who do you live with?
-[Joaquín] My wife and two daughters.

Aren't you going to call them
and explain that you've been arrested

for recording your patients
without their consent?

Well, I don't think it'll be necessary
because I've been doing it for ten years.

-And I'm pretty sure that it's--
-You can explain that to your lawyer.

I most certainly will, detective.

I have one last question.
When did you meet Camila Román?

[pensive music playing]

Thanks.

[Joaquín] I think it must
have been about 18 months ago,

when she first came into my office.

Frankly, she was an emotional wreck.

She had suffered much abuse in her past.

And I remember she was trying
to end the toxic relationship

with this gentleman,
if you can call him that,

Miguel Estévez.

So you decided the best course of action
was to take advantage of her vulnerability

and abuse her trust?

All I ever did was try to help her.

With this evidence,
we are able to take away your license.

We ID'd the owner of Manacoa Island.

[David] I sent you this via email.
The lawyers have reviewed it.

I'm sorry.

No, don't be. Don't waste your time.

Just sign here,

and right here, and there.

Thank you.

[Camila sighs]

Is this what you want?

Camila, you-- you left me no option.

You know that.

This isn't what I planned for us, Camila.

This wasn't my dream.

I thought I'd finally managed
to distance you from that guy.

But now that I'm back,

I can see that you've fallen
for his lies again.

You've confirmed that our relationship
didn't really mean anything to you.

David…

every single day I got to spend with you

made me so happy.

But not happy enough to forget him.

[soft music plays]

[music fades]

Have you ever done this before?

Which part?

I'm sorry?

k*lling a son of a b*tch?

Or loving a beautiful woman?

It's just that you're so relaxed.

How are you so relaxed? I mean…

How can you be?

Vannessa, come.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

-You know why?
-Tell me.

Because I'm here with you.

I should turn myself in
and tell them everything.

[dramatic swell]

Perfect.

-Okay, let's do it.
-Yes.

Yes, let's go to the police.

I think it's a great idea, hmm?

Who do you think will raise our children?
Um, let's see. Santiago?

The dead man who mistreated
and abused you for years?

Because Miguel is off the table.
Miguel won't.

I'm not gonna let you
turn yourself in, Vannessa.

What you did was just pure justice.

k*lling is never a good thing,
but sometimes, someone has to do it.

-What if I can't do it? What if I can't--
-Look at me. Look at me.

I swear on our children
that after everything we're going through,

it's gonna be okay.

Sit down and breathe.

Listen, let's take deep breaths.

-[doorbell rings]
-[shrieks]

-Shh!
-[Vannessa breathing shakily]

I'll see who it is.

No.

No. No.

I can't.

Listen, listen, listen, listen.

You need to calm down.

Our children's future
depends on this moment.

Go open that door calm and collected.

Listen, you better relax.

[dramatic music playing]

Vannessa, open that door now.

-Go!
-I'm going. I'm going.

I'm going. Yeah, yeah.

[dramatic music continues]

-[g*nsh*t]
-[music builds]

[music fades]

[exhales]

-[Vannessa] Detective, what a surprise.
-[Indira] Vannessa, how are you?

Fine. I'm fine.

[Indira] Were you working out?

Yes. I think that after
the kids have gone to sleep

is the best time to exercise, you know?

That way, they don't bother me.

I'm actually looking for your husband.

Do you know how I can reach him?

Uh, he's not here. He's at the office.

Of course he's at the office
because he… he's usually there.

In the office at this hour?
Does he always work this late?

[Vannessa] He's a hard worker.

Well, people in this country
are used to working really long hours.

And he's very responsible in that sense,
so… yes, he's there.

The thing is,
I need to ask him some questions.

But maybe you can answer them.

Do you happen to know
who lives in House B?

[Vannessa] House B?

House B? House…?

That house is not occupied.
Nobody's moved in there.

Since we arrived,
no one's ever lived there.

No, it's not empty.

Ah.

But, well, uh, I'm gonna need
to speak with your husband.

I've tried reaching him by phone
for the last couple of hours,

but it's turned off.

Ah, well, sometimes he sets it
on airplane mode at work.

-Do you feel okay?
-Must be that.

-Can I get you a glass of water?
-No, no, no!

Don't worry. I got it.

It's my house, so…

Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't know you had a guest.

No, no.

No, no, no, no.

Well, that's from the other day.

You know, the help forgot
to clean up this mess.

I gave them the day off
because people need to rest a little

and enjoy a free day, right?

[Indira] Tell your husband
to give me a call.

[Vannessa] Yes. Sure, I'll tell him.

[door shuts]

[foghorn blows]

[Ángela] Detective.

Apologies for keeping you waiting.

[Indira] No, don't worry.

-[Ángela] Can I offer you a drink?
-It's okay.

[Emanuel] Good morning.
Detective, how are you?

Good morning.

-Call you later. Excuse me.
-Mm-hmm.

Have a nice day.

So, can I help you in any way?

Is there progress on finding
who k*lled Tina?

We're still conducting the investigation.

I still can't believe
she could've been another victim

of this terrible k*ller
from Tinder, you know?

Yes, even though her m*rder
was different, she could be.

Yes?

How so?

In this case,
the k*ller most likely messed up.

They lost control of their emotions.
And when that happens,

more mistakes are committed.

To k*ll someone, you need to have
a calm and collected head,

avoiding all emotions.

Especially feelings of rage or compassion.

Murdering with rage,

it's just as dangerous
as murdering with compassion.

Wow.

You actually sound as if
you were a serial k*ller yourself.

Yes, I've been working at this
for quite some time,

so I know how they think.

That's how I know Tina's m*rder
is the missing piece of our puzzle.

-I hope you're right.
-My gut says she didn't want to k*ll her.

Feels like an accident, if you ask me.

Ah, "she."

You sound as if you were absolutely sure
the k*ller is a woman.

A woman who's quite desperate.

On top of that,

there's also all the evidence
planted on the island.

That's a very special detail
about this serial psychopath.

Did you know of the existence
of Manacoa Island before the incident?

No.

Not before that.

That's odd.

That island was actually owned
by your family.

Hmm.

I'm sorry, but I'll have to correct you
on that one, detective.

My father was very organized
about his properties.

And I was aware of all of them.

So, no.

I'm not talking about your father.

I'm talking about your mom.

That island was under the name
of Carolina Barragán.

[Ángela] My mom didn't deserve my dad.

I shouldn't say this, but…

he was too good of a man
for that pathetic woman.

I'm sorry if hearing me speak like this
makes you uncomfortable, but…

I'm supposed to be
telling you the truth, right?

[phone vibrating]

If you'll excuse me.

[dramatic music playing]

Hello?

[Vannessa] Everything's okay here.
I think it worked.

What should we do with what's left?

We'll talk later, yeah?

-I'll call in about an hour.
-Yes, okay. I just wanted to let you know.

Okay.

See you later.

Mommy, what are you doing?

[gasps] Nothing, sweetie.

Let's go. Are you hungry?
Come on, let's go eat something.

Let's go.

LAURA: HI, HON. HOW WAS THE TRIP?
GET THERE OKAY? U THERE? CALL ME. MISS U.

[Laura] Hi. How are you?

I hope everything went smoothly
at the trade fair.

I'm sure you were a star.

And you're back today, right?

[Laura] Um, I'm sure you've been
too busy to check your phone.

I'm dying to see you. I miss you so much.

Big hug. Bye.

So that island does belong
to her mom. Ángela's.

Seems like, at some point, it was hers.

So you don't think your wife--
or your ex-wife is telling us the truth?

[Miguel] It's not that, detective.

But it's strange for her
to know nothing about it.

She's usually on top of these things.

Mmm, she said she found out
about the island when the fire took place.

[dramatic swell]

Okay, but…

even if Mrs. Carolina kept
that abandoned island a secret,

there must be some records
or something that can link it to her.

But Ángela's mother passed away
several years ago, right?

Yes, and Pedro kept all
of Mrs. Carolina's stuff in a room.

When he died and Ángela went to prison,
Adrián moved everything to the cellar.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Lucas] What are you doing?

I just came for this.

Does Mom know you're here?

Of course, she does.

Listen, Lucas,
I know I've made mistakes many times.

I know. I accept it.

But this resentment will lead you nowhere.

I really hope
that you can forgive me someday

and it can be like before, father and son.

Just tell me this.
How's your mom doing?

Is she okay? Do you think--

Mom is okay.

But I don't want to talk to you.

[stammers] Listen, Lucas.

It's okay. Don't talk to me.

Just swear that if you or your sister
need anything at all,

you'll swallow all that pride,
and you'll call me.

That's all I ask from you.

[pensive music playing]

[music fades]

[sighs]

I haven't slept in three nights.

Hey, we'll make sure
to get rid of the remains.

Now, all you need to think about

is seeming worried
about your husband's absence.

Act normal.

Vannessa, the worst is past.
So you can relax, sweetie.

-[Laura] Hi, girls.
-[Ángela] Laura.

-[waitress] Can I take your order?
-Oh, hey, I'd like a coffee, please.

-Thanks.
-Me too.

-[waitress] Right away.
-Matteo?

What's wrong? What did I miss?

Matteo stopped replying to her
after leaving to Miami.

No.

[Laura] The worst thing is
I sent him a voice message,

and he hasn't listened to it.

That means he doesn't have his phone.

Or he's on a plane, or he has no service,
or he's busy. Lord knows.

Well, sometimes the whole texting thing
is kind of useless. Did you call him?

[Laura] Of course, I did.
But he doesn't answer.

[Ángela] Hmm. Did you go to his apartment?

I've been thinking about it,

but I don't want to be the girlfriend
that acts crazy, all toxic.

-[Ángela] Thank you.
-[waitress] Of course.

Listen, Laura. You said he left when?
Three days ago?

Maybe something happened.
Just like Santiago.

Wait, what happened to Santiago?

[uneasy music playing]

Santiago hasn't come home in three days.

Seriously? Why didn't you let me know?

Oh, Vannessa, I'm so sorry.

Ángela and I have become good friends.
That's the truth.

We met not too long ago, though.

Why is it that at Riviera Esmeralda,
everyone's always sleeping together?

Sorry. This isn't about moralism.

I'm genuinely interested in knowing why.

Nice layout.

-[Emanuel] Thank you.
-Oh, look.

You like shibari.

May I?

Sure.

Yes, I love reading.

I enjoy doing a lot more things
than just soccer.

Mmm, so you're well versed
on ties and restrictions.

Restraining people tightly.

BEYOND THE ROPES

I've taken classes. Why?

Well, I'd like to understand
the connection between shibari and…

sadomasochism.

I figure you must have

some cords and toys.

Masks as well.

Listen, if you're interested,
I'll lend you some books, hmm?

No.

I would prefer if you told me.

[pensive music playing]

[pensive music continues]

[Emanuel] You can ask me anything.

Do you use leather cords?

[Emanuel] Not really.

I use natural fibers.

Made with handcrafted Japanese jute.

[pensive music continues]

[music builds]

[music fades]

[knocks on door]

-Hi, baby. How did it go?
-[man] Hey, baby.

All good. I think I got everything.

Awesome.

[Laura] Excuse me.

Yes, can I help you?

Matteo?

No.

He doesn't live here.

We just moved in.

Arrived yesterday.

Do… Do you own this apartment?

No, ma'am.

We rented it fully furnished
using an online app.

When was the last time
you heard from Matteo?

Maybe… It's been three days.

At first, my… my initial thought
was that he was annoyed,

that perhaps I had said
the wrong thing, or--

That wasn't it.

Well, then I thought
maybe someone had stolen his phone,

or he had lost it or something.

But I went to his apartment and found out,

to my surprise,
that now there's a couple living there.

Mom, it wasn't stolen. He changed numbers.

Matteo is a liar.

What he did to you,
he's done to other women as well.

[dramatic music playing]

He's a gigolo.

He's an escort,
and his real name is Alonso Díaz.

See it for yourself.

SOUZA
STUDIO & MODELS

HEIGHT: 185 CM
HAIR: LIGHT BROWN

[electronic chime]

[dramatic music continues]

[sighs]

[music fades]

[dramatic music plays]

These are love letters,

email exchanges
between Carolina and Walter Balboa.

-Often mentioning the island of Manacoa.
-[Indira] Hmm.

What are you gonna do with this?

Well, I'm glad you got ahold of this,
but you know it's ill*gal.

And it doesn't prove anything.

Well, it proves the fact
that Ángela has been lying.

[Miguel] Exactly.

About an island
her mother owned 20 years ago.

Anyone could've forgotten that.

But there has to be a way
to connect her with all of these murders.

Miguel, why are you so sure
that Ángela is to blame for this?

No, I'm not sure.

But I know her well.

She was capable of planting my DNA
at the cabin and pinning the fire on me.

Well, Ángela was in prison
when the first m*rder occurred.

And secondly, her alibi
for the island incident is solid.

She was with Emanuel.

[phone vibrating]

Hello?

No, what are you saying?

[dramatic music playing]

[sighs]

Joaquín Duval is free
until we complete our investigation.

[dramatic music continues]

[music fades]

Eva wants to live with me. She tell you?

Eva doesn't know what she wants.
She's a kid.

Oh, Ángela, please.

Anyway, I've rented a place downtown,
so we'll need to talk to Lucas and Eva.

No problem.

Anything else?

Actually, there is.

I'm going out with Camila.

And this time, it's serious.

[dramatic music playing]

And I'm so happy for you.

Thank you.

[dramatic music continues]

[dramatic music continues]

[breathing heavily]

[sensual music playing]

[groans]

[groans] Ángela.

Ángela.

Ángela!

Ángela, stop!

Ángela!

Please stop, Ángela.
Ángela, what is that?

What's wrong with you, Ángela?

[breathing heavily]

Forgive me.

Forgive me, please. I'm sorry.

[tender music playing]

When I say stop, please stop.

We'll have to use a safety word
for next time, okay?

Are you all right?

I don't know.

My mind's all over the place
after talking to Miguel,

and I… I lost control.

[continues breathing heavily]

Don't worry, okay?

-I'm sorry.
-It's fine.

It's fine.

Let's continue.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Keep going.

[sensual music playing]

[Ángela] You're beautiful.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

-Ángela.
-Hmm?

Bring me down.

Just relax.

-Ángela, bring me down.
-Emanuel, relax.

I don't feel well, Ángela.
Untie me, please.

-I'm not feeling well!
-It's normal.

Ángela, bring me down.

Ángela, untie me, damn it!

I'm not feeling well!

What's going on?

You're still in love with your ex.

That's what's going on.

What did you say?

The truth.

You still love Miguel.

Untie me, Ángela!

[muffled] Let me go, Ángela.
What are you doing?

Ángela!

[breathing heavily]

[muffled straining]

-[straining halts]
-[music fades]

[Camila] Emanuel!

Ángela!

May I come in?

Ángela, sorry,
I just wanted to quickly chat.

Miguel said you were here.

I'll only take up five minutes
of your time. I promise.

[dramatic music playing]

Camila, Camila.

You're always so timely.

I'm busy now.

Just a bit, to be honest.

But since you're here…

[dramatic music building]

[muffled straining]

[straining halts]

Go get rid of her
while I take care of the security cameras.

[dramatic music continues]

[music fades]

My name is Joaquín Duval.

As of today, I'll be working with you.

I'll be your psychiatrist.

That's great.

You k*lled

the most important person in my life.

But I know…

there's nothing you wouldn't do for me.

Oh no! Help us!

[dramatic music continues]

[music swells]

[music fades]

[man sighs]

Another angle.

[keyboard clacking]

This one.

Is it playing, or did it restart?

No, ma'am. It's playing.

[uneasy music playing]

-Restart the video.
-Sure.

This is a loop. This is a loop!

[sighs]

I've got you, Ángela Ferrer.

Look, the last thing I wanna do
is cause you any problem.

Number eight, get in the water.
Twenty minutes, come on!

Inti, I promise you
I'll never bring this up again.

All I need to know
is if you've ever met this person before.

[uneasy music playing]

Yes, I know him. It's Alonso.

I worked with him for a while.
That's from an agency in Barranquilla.

Excuse me.

Let's carry on!
Training isn't over! Come on!

[k*ller Bees" by Cavendish Music playing]

[horn honks]

♪ I'm the k*ller ♪

["k*ller Bees" continues]

♪ k*ller bees ♪

♪ k*ller bees ♪

♪ K-- K-- k*ller bees ♪

[Laura] Thank you.

[woman] Hi. Welcome, ma'am.

How can I help you?

I'm looking for some models
for a project involving photography.

Perfect. Your name?

[Laura] Muriel Santana.

-I'm a photographer.
-What kind of photography?

[Laura] I mostly photograph
male nude models.

[woman] Okay, perfect.

["k*ller Bees" continues]

[music fades]

They've been tampering with the cameras.

And what does that mean, Indira?

Here, this is a loop.

[man] Hmm.

Someone tampered with
the surveillance in Riviera Esmeralda.

And we both know
that there's only one person

who can access
the security footage for the complex.

Therefore, we need a search warrant
for every single property

owned by Ángela Ferrer.

Her house, her company,
everything she has.

You want results, chief?

This is the only way.

[suspenseful music playing]

[exhales]

Help me.

Help!

Help me!

Anyone?

Help!

Please!

[music fades]

-What the f*ck are you doing?
-Calm down.

-What the f*ck are you doing?
-Calm down!

-You're a sick m*therf*cker!
-If you don't calm down, I'll hit you!

-Hey, be still, or I'll f*cking hit you!
-Let go of me, as*h*le!

I don't want to have to do that!

[tense music builds]

I figure you've heard
everything people say about me out there.

That I k*lled my father.

[chuckles]

That's absurd.

You don't k*ll the ones you love.

She once told me,
"You don't k*ll the ones you love".

Ángela's incredible, isn't she?

In fact… [sighs]

I shouldn't be telling you this,
but I will.

Because what you and I have
is special as well, right?

I first met her as my patient.

Just like you.

I swear, I don't even know
how we managed to become best friends,

confidants, lovers.

And now accomplices
in this wonderful experiment.

[whimpering]

Hmm? Hmm?

Do you promise? Do you promise?

Okay.

Tell me.

-What?
-[Camila exhales]

What m*therf*cking experiment
are you talking about?

You still don't get it, do you?

She's the reason I became Red Velvet.

[dramatic music playing]

-Son of a--
-Hey, hey, hey! Remember, you promised.

Calm down!
You promised me you would calm down.

Don't make me hurt you.

The unfaithful man.

It's a topic
I was really interested in, you know?

In fact…

I had to conduct extensive research,

and I met so many
sexually unsatisfied men.

Husbands eager to commit cyber adultery.

Even fathers willing to do anything
for a couple hours of unrestrained sex.

So Ángela and I

meticulously chose the candidates
we needed to execute our plan.

I know this one.

He'll be the first victim.

For it to be cathartic, you have to do it.

-["Dancing With Our Demons" playing]
-♪ Shadows follow me ♪

♪ Haunting memories ♪

♪ Here is all the pain ♪

I want you to teach me
everything you know.

[Ángela] I want to do this with you.

[Joaquín] This will be your masterpiece.

No one better than you to punish
the Miguel Estévez's of the world.

You should have seen
how nervous Ángela was.

But I was so proud of her.

So I helped her commit her first m*rder.

I got in touch with
that one guy Ignacio through Tinder.

I set up the date,

and even got her
a special medical leave from prison

so she could be there.

She just had to show up and k*ll him…

using her own body.

It was the perfect m*rder weapon.

Then does your wife know
that you're cheating?

Or that you also cheat on her with men?

I'm not cheating.

We have an open marriage.

-[tense music playing]
-[breathing heavily]

What'd you give me?

[breathing heavily]

[Joaquín] Ángela and I
made the perfect couple.

We had a great future
ahead of us, you know?

But I f*cked things up.

There was no way
I could share Ángela's love with Adrián.

When he figured out
everything we were doing,

there was no other option.

[Ángela] Adrián?

I knew she would suffer,
but eventually, she'd understand.

Adrián!

He had to go.

[water bubbling]

No! No!

[dramatic music playing]

No! No!

Help! Help!

[music builds]

[music fades]

Did you k*ll Erika in Mexico,
or was it Ángela?

Your friend really had that fall coming
for being so f*cking feisty.

-You're a son of a b*tch!
-Where the hell are you going?

Look at me.

Just tell me why the hell
you k*lled Erika.

I get everything else you did.

-You're not listening. Shut the f*ck up!
-Why would you k*ll my best friend?

You're not listening to me!
I'm gonna need you to shut up!

[Camila] Oh my God!

Miguel, watch out!

-[grunting]
-Please stop it! Both of you!

Joaquín, stop it!

-Stop! Listen to me and stop!
-[grunting continues]

-[g*nsh*t]
-[Camila] Stop!

Stop! Enough!

-[Miguel] No, don't sh**t!
-[Camila] Hey!

Listen, your problem's only with me, okay?
Listen. Listen to me.

[siren wails]

-I'll just k*ll both of you.
-Please don't.

-[g*nsh*t]
-[Camila shrieks]

[Joaquín groaning softly]

[Camila breathing heavily]

-It's fine, Miguel.
-You okay?

Yes. Yes, yes, I'm okay.

[Miguel] We're finally free now, my love.

This time, we'll never be apart again.

[soft music playing]

[soft music continues]

[Vannessa] Miss Maria.

The kids boarded the plane,
so make sure you pick them up on time.

I told you, I have to stay in Cartagena
a little longer to figure some things out.

It's because of Santiago's disappearance.

Why else should I stay here?

Tell the kids I love them.

Thanks.

[soft music continues]

Where are we going to go?

Somewhere no one will ever find us.

[Vannessa] But that could
be really dangerous.

[Ángela] It'd be more dangerous
to live in fear or not to take the risk

of loving each other.

You and I start over again today.

And I promise you that we'll make it.

That wherever we go,
we're going to be happy, my love.

[closing theme music playing]

[music fades]