02x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

EVENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTIONAL,

ANY LIKENESS TO REALITY IS COINCIDENCE.

[suspenseful music playing]

[gate buzzer]

[electric door motor whirring]

[van door opening]

[over PA] This is Officer Rodriguez.
I need some help in the family block.

We've got an inmate
who needs medical attention, over.

[suspenseful music continues]

[Nicole grunts]

[Solita panting]

[Gladys] Come on.

[Nicole, Solita panting]

Ugh, I can't do this.
I can't take it anymore.

-[Gladys] Come on, Solita.
-[Solita] He's heavy as f*ck.

[Gladys] You're almost there. Keep going.

[grunts]

[Gladys] Come on. Keep going.

Hurry up. Come on.

[grunting, panting]

[Gladys] There. Come on.

[grunts]

[Gladys] Get it off.
Get the bag off his face.

I need his watch. Come on.

[suspenseful music continues]

-[Gladys] Okay.
-All set?

-[Gladys] Yeah.
-[Solita] Okay.

[suspenseful music intensifies]

[dramatic music sting]

[theme music playing]

IN THE MUD

[distant siren wailing]

I'd like to thank
all of you reporters for being here,

and all the spectators as well,
but above all,

I'd like to thank
my ex-classmates and colleagues

from the, uh…
Penitentiary Training Academy.

We've been rubbing shoulders
for many years now.

Thank you so much for being here.

And I especially wanna thank
the journalists for their patience.

Yes, go on.

On top of the plan, uh,

the prison renovation initiative
that you just shared with us…

Renovation and construction.

We'd like to know what steps
your department's planning to take

when it comes
to safety in local communities.

We're planning
to fill our facilities with prisoners.

[reporter 1] Prisons are full, right?

And that proves we're doing amazing work.

Because my job, as you know,
is to keep the crooks locked up,

paying for what they did.

Yeah. So the citizens can rest easy,

enjoy the peace and tranquility
of democracy.

Yes, ma'am. Last question.

Have you heard the news
about the disappearance

of stock car driver Julián Aquino?

I have.

[reporter 2] Doesn't it seem strange
that the family of this driver,

the Aquinos, founded the Cartel del Sur,

one of the biggest and the most dangerous
drug gangs in the province?

Your question includes
many assumptions and statements.

I can't answer that
with a simple yes or no.

We haven't gotten,
uh, any solid intel yet,

and if we don't know anything, that's it.

It's all conjecture. Guesswork.

Fairy tales, if you will.

Thank you very much.
I'll leave you with my chief of staff.

The minister of security
has urgent matters to attend to,

so if you have any other concerns,
please bring them to me,

as I'm his spokesperson. Thank you.

Prioritize Aquino.

Otherwise, that brat and his family
will be the end of us.

[Gringa] Good, good, good.

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

[Gringa] Great job.

You have a knack for crime.
It's in your veins, isn't it?

You learned from the best.

Well, my girls are the ones
doing the real tough work.

You're the ones who have to deal
with those assholes, right?

Why don't you tell Gringa
what you did last night?

[tense music playing]

I mean, it was the same as always.

Knocked the guy out and stole his stuff.

Thanks for the trust, Gringa.
I won't fail you.

Better not.

What matters is that you take care of
my little goose with the golden a*s.

ET?

Make us some tea. [scoffs]

[ET scoffs]

[cumbia music continues over speakers]

Now leave me alone.

What's up with Borges?

I dunno. I didn't talk to her.

Hey, I expected
to get more attitude from Borges.

What's her deal?

She gettin' old, or just overzealous?

Nah, she's smart, Gringa. She's a Borges.

She knows
we're the best ones to buddy up with.

Well, just keep an eye on her.

Okay.

[Zurda] You're up to some sh*t.

I'm not sure what it is, but you are.

You're obviously trying
to f*ck with me. Why?

Wow. You're not just paranoid.
You also jump to conclusions.

-Am I?
-Yeah.

I take risks for my people. You know that.

So I'm your people, huh? Since when?

I ask you to join me so we could f*ck over
that g*dd*mn b*tch Gringa,

and what do you do?

-You end up becoming her mule.
-I had no choice.

Nah, no way I'm buying that.

Lalo said the van
wasn't at the spot we gave you.

Where'd you go, Gladys?

What were you doing?

All this fuss
because I parked two blocks away?

Don't be ridiculous. Okay?

I saw a security guard by the entrance,
so I just drove a little out of sight.

You're lucky I'm no snitch, Borges.

[Gladys] Hmm.

I'm not gonna get you in trouble
with that dumbass Gringa.

But one day, you're gonna need a favor,
and I'll be the one who can help you.

And you'll come crawling to me for help,

and right there and then,
we're gonna settle all your debts.

[Gladys] Got it.

[cumbia music continues]

[indistinct chattering]

-We gotta talk.
-[Gladys] Mm.

What happens next?
I'm sick of this whole thing.

If they catch us,

I can kiss the year and a half
I have left in here goodbye.

-And I wanna be with my son.
-Honey.

With what you and your girlfriend did,

you'd probably get around
eight years each. Okay?

Listen, I helped you girls out,
and now you have to help me.

That is the deal. Hmm?

It won't be long.
Just until I get my grandson back. Okay?

[unsettling music playing]

I'm just trying to make sure
nothing happens to him.

[bell ringing]

[Yael] This was no accident.

It doesn't make sense.
What was she even doing there?

But do you know anyone
who wanted to go after her in any way?

She's always been good to me.

Yeah, well,
not everyone's gonna think the same.

Just 'cause you're close to someone
doesn't mean you really know them, right?

What sign are you?

Aries. Why?

Because you feel like a Pisces.

You have this thing
where you trust anyone or anything.

So are you gonna do something
about her death or not?

Do you suspect anyone, Yael?

-No.
-Then just stop being paranoid. Okay?

Look, I get it.

You feel bad. You're upset.

It hurts.

A normal death's hard enough to take.
A f*cked-up one? Even more so, right?

If I hear anything, I'll let you know.

You can take her.

[door opens]

-[Beatriz sighs]
-[door closes]

The list of visitors for today.

[Beatriz] No.
This kid's not allowed in here.

[gate lock clicks]

[guard] Mazzini.

Sosa.

-Casares. One sec.
-[radio beeps]

-[Selva] Gómez.
-What's up?

Casares's visitor is not coming in.

Okay.

-What?
-Your visit is canceled.

-But why?
-Because it is. Go back to your cell.

-Whatever, I'm going in there.
-You're not going in there.

-I'm already here. I'm going in.
-No, you're not. Back to your cell.

-They can't do that. It's not fair.
-Apparently, they can.

[Nieves] Goddammit, for f*ck's sake.

[Gómez] Alazaga.

Amaya.

Rodríguez.

Díaz.

[Gladys] We need to be quick
about this, Claudia. Okay?

I can't keep our guest in here forever,
you know?

Yeah, of course we can't.
And besides, it's crazy out there.

They've been talking about it on TV 24/7.

Always the same story.

Here, take this with you.
Get it to his dad. Hmm?

All this hype is good.
It'll push them to wrap this up.

A son for a son.

They release our kid, and we'll release
that little piece of sh*t.

-Okay, I love you.
-I love you too, honey.

-I love you. You take care.
-You too, babe.

[indistinct chattering]

Hi.

[Helena] No, don't touch me.
We're not supposed to have contact.

Happy birthday, honey.

Oh, I was dying to see you.
I couldn't take it anymore.

I'm so ashamed
you have to see me like this.

No, don't say that. You look beautiful.

I would've loved to go to a little shop
and buy you a gift, but, you know,

I couldn't do that, obviously.

So you're gonna have
to, uh, settle for a letter.

It's full of clichés. I just read it,
and it's kind of embarrassing,

but it's what comes out
when I think of you.

Don't let them take it. Hide it somewhere.

-Okay.
-Are you celebrating?

Did your sister organize anything for you?

No.

No, I'm not really a birthday guy anyway.

What matters is I'm finally 18 now.

We don't have to hide anything.

I can come visit you, right?
And be with you, and…

It's too dangerous.
We can't be seen in here.

-Why?
-Because we can't.

People don't look kindly
on my crime in here, you know?

The girls don't know.

No one knows what I'm here for, actually.

-You didn't do anything wrong.
-I know that.

I know, but try explaining that
to everyone else. They don't get it.

Do you talk to Vito about me?

All the time, and he's so big.

-Yeah?
-He's gorgeous. You'll love him.

All of a sudden,
he started talking to me with, like,

his lips up here like this, right?
His mouth all funny-shaped, you know?

-Yeah.
-Yeah. He looks at me…

Oh, you'll love him. You have no idea.

We can't hold hands?

[unsettling music playing]

[indistinct chattering]

[mysterious music playing]

UNSTABLE CONNECTION

[knocking at door]

-It's me, Nicole.
-[exhales] Hold on.

[door lock clicks]

-[Nicole] Babe, wait.
-Hi, kitten. How are ya?

Wait. Wait.

-Stop it. Come on. I said stop it.
-What's wrong? Hey! What's wrong?

What, you forget the shitstorm we're in?
I'm not okay.

Yeah, I'm not okay either,
but I'm even worse when we're apart.

But it's not the time for this.
It's not the time. Okay?

If we get caught in this sh*t,
we'll be stuck here.

Stop, relax. Gladys is the real deal.
Don't worry. She won't mess up.

Watch it.

[whispers] Get out.

[inmate] Hey! Over here!

PUPPY, I LOVE YOU… S

[dramatic music sting]

[reggaeton music plays]

[music stops]

[Gringa] Listen to me.

You sure it's not one of our people
behind this whole thing?

'Cause if someone went solo on us,
I swear I'll rip their damn ba*ls off.

Good.

Bye.

[lively music playing on radio]

The Aquinos
are threatening people left and right.

Asking if any of our people are behind
the mess with that kid who disappeared,

the stupid stock car driver
who I don't give a flying f*ck about.

He's really good-looking though, right?

[Gringa] Aquino's a f*cking scumbag.

I'm sure he messed with the wrong person.

Do you know him?

We know everyone in this business.

No, I mean, um, the kid who disappeared.

Oh, no.

They say he's the sweetest thing.

[Bizca] They better not come
poking around here.

They're pretty daring, but nah.
I don't think they'll take it that far.

-[Bizca] Okay.
-But still, keep your eyes peeled. Okay?

-Obviously.
-[Bizca] Obviously.

Nieves, it's getting cold. Get over here.

I'd rather eat the crap
from the cafeteria, Mom.

-[all] Whoa!
-[Bizca] Hey.

Show me some respect, dammit.

-You put Ciro on the no-entry list, right?
-Let me tell you something.

That dumbass is using you.

He's with you because you're a Casares,
not because he loves you.

I wish you were dead. Hmm?

Someday, I'll grant her wish, you know.

[laughter]

[dramatic music sting]

I can't believe it. [chuckles]

Vito finally fell asleep. Oh my God.

He was lying there for ages.

You know, I couldn't sleep last night,
even with all those meds.

Why don't you ask them
for whatever they gave her?

Look at her. All she does is sleep, right?

She takes something else entirely.

After Sabina's death,
she's been really bad.

We should check on her.

Let's wake her up.

Morning, pretty. Morning.

-Yael.
-[groans]

Come on. You can't spend all day in bed.
Okay? You gotta get up.

-You have to get up.
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. Gotta get up.

You gotta eat something.
You gotta drink water. Come on.

Get up.

Let's go. Wash that face.

Drink a little water.

Come on. Get up.

Come on, just try to… [groans]

Move around.
Get some fresh air, all right?

Oh, the poor thing. My God.

Look at her. She's a total wreck.

Was she that crazy about her girlfriend?

Yeah, well, that b*tch
had promised her they'd get out of here,

that she'd give her a place to live,
give her a job…

Goddammit.

You know what? That's not love.

That's desperation and loneliness.

[dramatic music sting]

[indistinct chattering]

[Debby] Whoa! Look at those mummies, man.

They've probably been here
since this place was built, right?

Yeah. Prison didn't do 'em good.

[inmate 1] This place
doesn't do anyone any good.

Yeah, of course it doesn't, but imagine
being stuck here at that age.

I'd shove a g*n up my c**t
and pull the trigger.

-For real.
-[Debby] Hey, Nay.

-What?
-Look at that chick.

Hey, buddy. You can't smoke here.

Yeah, you can.

I mean,
you can't unless you let me bum one.

You got a lighter I can use?

Yep. Always do, yeah.

Hey, buddy. Can I bum one?

Come on. Stop bugging the kid.
Go find something else to do. All right?

-You're a f*cking b*tch.
-[Nayla] What was that?

-I said I love you.
-Oh. Yeah, same.

These chicks are terrible.

Mmm.

This is good tobacco.

Yep. I stole it from my mom.

Oh, my bad. Smoke it alone, then.

No, I'm outta here.
I don't want any trouble, so you smoke it.

-Here, take it.
-It's fine, really.

Don't worry.
I don't give a sh*t what she thinks.

She just banned my boyfriend
from seeing me today,

-For real?
-Mm-hmm.

-You're f*cking kidding.
-Mm-hmm.

-That's f*cked up.
-Yep.

f*cking b*tch thinks
everyone's supposed to do what she says.

Every time my mom visits, she thinks
she can tell me how to act in here.

-I kicked her outta here a couple times.
-I wish mine would forget I exist.

[bell ringing]

[Rocío] Let's go! Time to sleep!

-[Debby] Come on, man.
-[Rocío] Let's go.

[Debby] Don't be a party pooper, dude.
We were just getting into the fun stuff!

Come on, now. Time for bed.

[Debby] Can't you see
we're counting sheep already?

-Nope, I can't.
-[Debby] Look.

Where are they? One little sheep,
two little sheep, three…

Get the hell outta here!

Hey, come on. Get moving, all right?
Come on. Move your a*s!

Wow! Are you angry?
Are you on your period?

[Rocío] Let's go, move!

f*cking brat.

[indistinct shouting]

[inmate 2] f*ck face!

[distant shouting]

[suspenseful music playing]

[whimpering]

[whimpering]

[Gladys] Sh.

I'm gonna take your gag off
so you can eat and have some water.

I don't want you to scream
or try anything stupid.

You understand?

Are you gonna behave?

Yeah? Okay.

[shouts] I need help! Ow!

-For f*ck's sake! What did I just say?
-No!

-What did I just say? What did I say?
-Water! Water! Water!

Want me to cut your tongue out?
Don't scream.

-Water!
-I said don't scream. I said…

-Water. Water.
-You understand? Don't scream.

-Water. Water.
-Forget about dinner.

I'm begging you. Water.

[suspenseful music continues]

[shakily] Who are you? Where am I?

Help me!

[muffled] Help me!

[whimpers]

Your family already knows
what to do to get you out of here.

[whimpers]

You just have to behave,
and you'll be out in no time.

[whimpers]

[Julián groans]

[muffled] No. No.

Wait. Help me.

[sobs] Help me.

[dramatic music sting]

[toilet flushes]

What's up, Doc?

[sighs] Nothing good.
Look at me right now.

What? You're a bombshell.

No, I was a bombshell once. Not now.

Yeah.

I'm rotting in here.
Drying up like a freaking lizard.

What? No.

And all alone.

Without anyone…

I'm not gonna say
to f*ck my brains out or anything,

but… to give me a hug, you know?

A simple hug.

Well, now Rodolfo
can't give you a hand with that

'cause he only has one now.

You're an idiot. It wasn't that bad.

You're beautiful when you're smiling.
Stop moping.

[Solita] Wallow away.

[loud thud]

[suspenseful music playing]

[music swells]

-Oh my f*cking… Jesus f*cking Christ!
-No, Yael! Oh my God!

-[Olga] Stop!
-Damn! For f*ck's sake!

-Don't touch her!
-Call someone! Guards!

-Don't touch her!
-Guards!

-[Olga] Don't touch her. I'm going.
-Get someone!

[Solita] Look at me, Yael. Yael.

-[Olga] We need help in here!
-The f*ck's wrong with you?

[dramatic music sting]

[distant siren wailing]

[suspenseful music playing]

A SON FOR A SON

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

Any news on Yael?

Well, she woke up,
but she lucked out big-time.

Why'd she pull something like that?

How would I know?

Because she feels like
everything's garbage in here?

Because her girlfriend died?

Well, I bet it's that crap she's taking.
Fries your brain.

You gonna see her?

I don't think she wants to see me.
Last time, she told me to f*ck off.

Look, I don't know
what happened between you two,

but who else
would she even wanna see besides you?

Things are different now.

She's not doing well.

You should go see her.
It'll be good for her.

And for you, Borges.

Sounds like a lot of trouble.

Yeah, well, that's good.

We need to shake things up
a little in here.

-Don't tell me you're scared now.
-You're kidding me, right?

You know me. I'm not.

[Zurda] Good. Then back me up.

Ever since Gladys showed up,

she's been working against us
instead of helping.

[Victoria] Oh, it's them.

Come in.

How are ya?

[Victoria] Don't touch anything.

Chill, grandma. We never touch anything.

Grandma, your f*cking a*s.
Show some respect.

-Put that down.
-Let me go.

Talk about luxury, huh? Look at that.
You're a panther, aren't you?

Like I said, you remind me of myself
a few years back.

You know, when I first got here,
I loved to start trouble,

but that kinda sh*t gets you nowhere.

All of us in here
are just trying to survive.

Hmm? And to make an impact,
you need to build power.

You girls need to get your hands
on some cash by working.

Make yourselves matter.

The thing is,
this place is all in one person's hand.

That f*cking Gringa, right?

Mm-hmm. It takes brains, you know?
We can't be reckless.

We gotta move little by little.

Can you cut to the chase here?
What do you have in mind?

Sabina was the one who ran the dope.
She's not around anymore.

[Nayla] Mm-hmm.

A dog can't bite if he's dead, right?

What about the stuff?
Is it still in the family block?

[Victoria] For now.

[uneasy music playing]

Well?

-[music fades]
-You got an answer for Zurda?

We'll go look for it. For sure.

Zurda, this is really easy.
You can talk to me.

And you know the drill.
Favors are paid for with favors.

We might be young, but we're not stupid.

So we'll help you out with the dope,

and you're gonna help us out with the van.

What do you say?

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[lively music playing]

Hey, Teach, can I use the Internet?

For what?

I wanna check out that poet
you told me about the other day.

Almafuerte?

Uh-huh. I couldn't find
any of his books here.

Since when are you interested
in poetry anyway?

Well, I'm not super interested,
but it's useful for my job.

Okay, 15 minutes. I'll write it down.

Thanks, Teach. Appreciate ya.

[unsettling music playing]

TEACHER SENTENCED
SCANDAL: PASSION, ABUSE, NO ETHICS

[tools whirring]

If we gotta,
then just take it apart. Okay?

But we need it ready by tomorrow.
Understood?

Here.

[suspenseful music playing]

[door opens]

[door closes]

[dramatic music sting]

NO ACCESS WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION

[Ciro moans]

[lively music playing over speakers]

[Ciro] How have you been?

[Nieves] Ah, I've been dying to see you.

[Ciro] Me too, baby girl. [laughs]

Well, I'm not a big fan of having
to use another guy's name to get in, but…

Yeah, well, sorry, babe.

It's, uh, the only way.
My mom got you on the no-entry list, so…

Look at you. You're so hot.

I got help from Zurda.
She, um, helped me out.

[Ciro] But what's going on?

I thought things were chill with your mom.

Who cares about my mom?
What matters is the two of us.

-Take your shirt off. Come on.
-Of course.

[Nieves] I'm afraid of losing you.

I dunno. I'm scared you might fall
for a girl way prettier than me out there

and never come back here.

What? No way. Forget it.

But you know what?
Something's on my mind right now.

That stuff we talked about with your mom.
She's gonna help us, right?

I'll talk to my uncle when he gets back.

He'll give us some info
about those condos.

The one in the suburbs. They're cheaper.

What do you mean "condos"?
What are you talking about?

Come on. You know
I need to set up my own studio.

I gotta record my sh*t.
I gotta get to work. I need cash.

-That's what I need.
-What are you talking about?

Get the f*ck out of here. You and her.
The f*ck's wrong with you? Let go!

If you need my mom so much,
why don't you go and f*ck her, then?

-Are you crazy?
-Get off me! Hey!

Get off. I mean it.
Stop it. Don't do that. I don't like it.

[Ciro moans]

That's it. Come here.

[Ciro moaning]

God, I miss your p*ssy. No more talking.

[both moan]

[Nieves] Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Oh yeah.

Yeah.

I love you. Oh, I love you.

[Nieves moaning]

Oh, I missed you so much.

[dramatic music sting]

Okay, keep me updated.

Yeah.

Okay.

You can go, Rafael.

I've got a little situation with a girl
who hurt herself in the bathroom.

Yeah, the one
who, uh, hung out with Sabina.

Mm. Eh, have a seat.

That thing about the boy, Aquino.

I'm gonna need someone
to, uh, look into that

because they're busting my ba*ls about it.

They're asking too many questions.

And do the Casares
have anything to do with it?

No.

-Anything I need to know?
-No.

We stay out of each other's ways.
Everyone knows their… their place.

Them on one side, us on the other.

So what, then?

I don't know.
Ain't the first time it happened.

They don't know what the f*ck's going on,
so they use us as a scapegoat, so…

Tell your boss that.

Don't worry. Okay?

Antín's always on top of everything.

He even asked me
to tighten up security, actually.

That's what you called me in here for?

No. That being said,

I was checking today's entries

and found something
that might interest you.

What happened?

You asked me
to keep an eye on your daughter.

I got it done, but apparently,
you let something slip.

[uneasy music playing]

m*therf*cker! Goddammit!

-It seems like--
-Jesus Christ! I swear to f*cking God!

He got in using another name.

[Gringa groans]

She didn't do this alone.

She definitely got help. Son of a b*tch!

g*dd*mn as*h*le!

Calm down. Don't worry.
I'm looking into it.

Anything comes up, I'll let you know.

Take it easy. Now go.
Go set that girl straight.

I know what I gotta do.

[indistinct chattering]

[cumbia music playing over speakers]

[inmate] What the f*ck is wrong with you?
Listen to me when I'm talking to you!

Unless you want your a*s handed to you!

-[Gladys] I need you to go see him.
-What?

I need you to go see him, Nicole.

-No, I won't.
-Yeah, you will.

Get him something to eat.
I'm going to the infirmary.

[softly] f*ck. Goddammit.

The Colombian messed up big time.

You don't know how she was back then.
She was doing better.

She was trying
to make right for her kid and all that.

But these last few days,
things got really bad.

Truth is, I tried to get close to her
lots of times, you know,

but she'd never really open up.

[scoffs] Well,
you don't open up either, do you?

Your little boy.

He got a dad?

[Debby] Hi, super moms. How are ya?

You need a hand with anything?
Just checkin' in on ya.

We don't need anything. Thanks.

You sure? We heard about this chick
who's almost dying or something.

We don't need anything. Get lost, come on.

Aw, look at that cutie over there.
She kinda looks like me.

Don't be surprised
if she turns out to be a sl*t too.

All right. Where's the Colombian's stuff?
We're here to help with the move.

-Come on, come on.
-Vito, come with Mommy.

[child whines]

-All right, let's do this!
-Let's go. Come on. Let's go.

Let the queens take over. Come on! Yeah!

[inmate 1] It's not here.

-Nay, look. Nothing here. Look, look.
-[Debby] Come on, keep looking.

Onto the next one.
Let me have a look over here.

[child screams]

[electronic music playing]

[Debby] Check this out. Under the bed.

Come on, hurry up.

Nay, I found it!

[inmates clamoring]

-[Nayla] You find it?
-[inmate 3] It's here. Grab it.

[Nayla] Go, go, go!

Okay, let's do this, come on.

Come on, let's go! Hurry up!
Grab everything, go, go, go!

-[Nayla] Come on, let's go. Let's bounce.
-[Debby] f*ck yeah, this is nuts!

You want some of this?

[Bizca] What the f*ck
did you grab over there?

You trying
to get your f*cking asses kicked?

[clamoring]

[tense music playing]

[music fades]

[nurse Johana] She's experiencing
severe distress.

I've requested a psychologist,

but it's not easy.

She's dealing with a lot of grief.

She's far away from her family.
And her addiction makes it even harder.

If she's not ready to tackle that,
I don't know.

I wish there was more
I could do for her, but…

Could I maybe stay for a bit to talk?

Just ten minutes.

[Gladys] Thank you.

They found you just in time, huh?
You were lucky.

Real lucky.

Can't even k*ll myself right.

I know you're sad. I understand.

No, I'm not sad. That's not it.

I don't feel anything.

I don't have a reason to live.

Oh, come on.

Hey, think about your daughter.

[sobs] I've already lost my daughter.

No, no, it's the opposite of that, okay?

You saved her. Hmm? You saved her.

[Yael sniffles]

I know it hurt you a lot
to choose to keep your distance.

But you know what that's called?

Maternal love, Yael.

I don't even know how she's doing.

At first, Eugenia would come,

and she'd always show me
some photos and stuff.

Then I couldn't take it anymore,
and I couldn't bear it.

I mean, I couldn't look at my daughter.

I was feeling too overwhelmed,
so I told her to never come back.

Better that way.

I'm not good company anymore, right?
I mean, look at me, Gladys.

-You were right not to come back.
-No.

I was an as*h*le.

I messed up.
I should've come here to see you.

Things just got crazy outside.

I mean, it got hectic, you know?

But you deserved better.

[lively music playing over phone]

[man 1] Yo, what's wrong?
You're not gonna drink?

-What's up, bro?
-[man 2] Here.

[Ciro] Thanks, man.

-[man 1] Cold beer for ya.
-Hey, give him a drag.

-[man 2] You good?
-Good.

See you later, dude. Take it easy.

[unsettling music playing]

[Ciro] What the f*ck?

Time's up, as*h*le!

Greetings from Gringa Casares.

-[driver] Let's get the f*ck outta here.
-Okay, drive.

[tires squeal]

[music swells]

[dramatic music sting]

[lively music playing]

[music continues over speakers]

Jesus, what is with those girls?
So violent and crazy.

There were kids here! Poor little things.

I'm glad we got them to safety.

Tell them I'll be there soon, okay?

They did a number here, huh?

-What?
-Holy sh*t. Hey, did they hurt you?

No, no, no. Nobody's hurt.
Not me or anyone.

But the kids were here. I mean, Jesus.

Oh yeah, man.

Girls who mess with kids
are f*cked, right?

You would know, right?
Weren't you banging a minor?

Cristian's his name.

[suspenseful music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

[Julián whimpers]

You got the wrong guy.

I… I don't have anything to do with this.

I haven't spoken to my dad in years.

[Nicole shushes]

[shushes]

It wasn't you last time, was it?

Wait a minute.
Where am I right now? Who are you?

-Where am I? How did I--
-Sh, quiet down. You're gonna be fine.

Nicole?

Nicole, is that you?

Nicole! Nicole!

Wait, wait, wait! Don't go! Hold on.
Wait a minute, please!

Please take the blindfold off.
I'm losing my mind here, Nicole.

I can't take it anymore.

Please.

[suspenseful music continues]

[tense music playing]

Help me.

Please get me out of here.

[tense music swells]

[dramatic music sting]

[theme music playing]

[music fades]