Love of My Life (2024) s01e19 Episode Script

Episode 19

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A NETFLIX SERIES
LOVE OF MY LIFE
It's not that big of a deal.
It's not a big deal?
Sara, open your eyes, please.
This is no cultural house.
It's a front to captivate naive people.
-So I'm being naive?
-No, you're an Azcárate.
You should see they're manipulating you.
No.
First of all, I'm not an Azcárate.
Secondly, don't judge me
because you don't know me.
I'm not judging you, Sara.
I'm just worried about you.
So sweet, thanks so much,
but nobody brainwashes me.
I'm here because I want to be.
So you think it's okay for a professor
to take a student out?
That's not ethical where I come from.
No, no, don't confuse things.
Tino, Eliana,
we all have one objective only,
and that's to change our society. Period.
That revolutionary discourse
really suits you, Sara.
But you're getting into trouble.
Well, you know what?
I'm not a 15-year-old girl
who doesn't know what she's doing.
If you don't believe me, ask around
The black sheep of important families
in the Valley have ended up either
begging to be welcomed again
or involved with legal issues.
Listen, Sara, you're not
You're not a photographer.
You're a law student.
A very good law student.
Don't waste your time with these people.
No, I think
Do you know who shouldn't be wasting time?
You
wanting to go out with me
when you don't even respect my interests.
Excuse me.
Did you call me, ma'am?
Yes.
Come.
I want to ask you a favor.
A personal favor.
It must be kept between us.
You can trust me.
I'm worried about Sara.
I'd like to get close to her, but
I won't do it because I'm sure
she'll avoid me, and
I'd like you
You want me
to watch her.
Oh, that sounds horrible.
Well, then
to look after her without her noticing.
Like a guardian angel.
Is that better?
Yes.
I want to know she's okay, if she needs
anything, that she's not in trouble.
-Will you help me?
-You can count on it.
Believe me
you picked the best man for the task.
Excuse me.
You're an Azcárate.
You should see they're manipulating you.
So you think it's okay for a professor
to take a student out?
That's not ethical where I come from.
Listen, Sara, you're not a photographer.
You're a law student.
A very good law student.
Don't waste your time with these people.
Coming, coming.
Hi.
Mati, don't come in until I say so,
you could ruin the film.
-Did I?
-No, relax, turn that on, please.
Are you still going on about the photos?
Yes, I have some work
I haven't finished yet and I'm
super late.
Where? You're missing school again?
I won't cover for you.
I wasn't going to ask you to.
All right.
I'm leaving.
Turn the light off when you leave, okay?
Okay
Are you leaving like that?
Sara.
You haven't even showered.
It's some of the best cotton
we've had in years.
If the loan depended on the quality,
of course I'd do it.
What do you want as a guarantee?
Alfredo's approval.
The doctor prescribed my dad
absolute rest.
I'm in charge.
You don't trust me, either?
It's not that I don't.
So why won't you agree to lend me money?
Because La Victoria is in decline.
I know what's going on,
and why you didn't get the loan.
Yes, it's true, we had problems.
But after this harvest,
we will meet the standards
of all the cotton farms in the country.
Mariana,
it's a risk.
I promised your dad I wouldn't do business
without consulting him first.
You don't trust me.
You have to listen to those of us
who have been in this business
for a while.
If you want some advice,
speak to Valencia
and renegotiate the deal.
Making the purchase contingent
on investing in machinery
is like putting a noose
around the farm's neck.
The idea is to show
that the classrooms
are nothing without students and teachers.
I guess I wanted to
show that education only exists
in the dialogue between two people.
Is it dumb?
Not at all, it's a brilliant idea.
But I don't like it when you
talk about yourself like that.
If you don't respect yourself, who will?
My mom says something similar.
Oh, I like your mom.
I just don't know if she's my mom.
She's actually
the woman who raised me.
She's a brave and loving woman.
She's your mom if she raised you.
I don't know about brave
because she accepted
a life she didn't want
and she only did it for me.
Being a woman in these times
is not that easy, Sara.
-Do you have any kids?
-No.
I would've loved to,
but there was never a partner who got me.
I don't blame them, frankly.
It's not easy to understand us women.
I don't even understand what I feel.
What a great photo.
That sounds
like you have a good story to tell me.
Who's the lucky one, huh?
"She wakes up
and she looks at him as if her eyes
had never seen the world before.
Her look makes him surrender.
No one had ever looked at him that way."
Hey!
Looking for someone?
Don't worry, I can find them.
Tino?
No. No, no, it's not him.
Although
well, we kissed.
He kissed me.
I didn't expect it,
but I didn't dislike it, either.
You didn't dislike it or did you like it?
I liked it.
I liked it, yes, I did.
But
Tino has something that makes me feel
safe, you know?
And I like that.
Right, I understand.
At your age, I would've loved
to meet someone like him.
I mean he's an intelligent guy,
committed, wants to change the world,
and those who want to change
the world can listen to others.
So who's the other one?
Other one?
The other one. You said,
"Not him," so there must be someone else.
Can I help you, man?
I told you I can figure it out.
Although it's an open house,
we like to know who comes in.
I don't want to play
with anybody's feelings.
Don't commit to anyone
until you're sure about it.
I don't know if men like to wait.
That's their problem.
So what if I think I like both,
then that means I don't like either?
No, things aren't that easy.
Do you think I'm stealing?
-Joel?
-No one said that.
-So?
-We don't want trouble,
but if you don't give us your name,
we'll ask you to leave.
Kick me out.
Don't worry, I know him.
He's my friend.
See how easy that was?
Mrs. Mariana, there's a telegram.
Who's the sender?
Doesn't say, it's for Mr. Alfredo and you.
Thanks, Maura.
Yes, hello.
This is Mariana Azcárate.
I'm assuming
you're interested in the offer.
I'd like to know
the terms of the loan.
Be aware that this sudden appearance
generates a lot of mistrust.
The issues with your estate
are not a secret throughout the region.
Let's say that the challenges some face
are opportunities for others.
Then send me your conditions
in another telegram, that's it.
No.
I like to do business in person.
The offer expires tomorrow, just in case.
Would you like to meet?
Did my mom send you?
I didn't say that.
No, what you said was,
"I came because we want to know
if you're okay."
Who's "we"?
-Me.
-You and my mom?
Or my dad or grandfather?
Or the three of them?
It's natural for them to worry.
Even I'm worried.
Oh, please. You?
Okay, don't believe me.
Why are you hanging
with those weird people?
They're not weird.
They're artists, intellectuals,
and journalists, and
Artists?
Just like me, huh?
You know what?
I don't have to explain it to you.
Do me a favor
and go back where you came from.
And tell my mom I don't need spies.
I'll untangle you so you can go.
When are you coming back to the ranch?
-I have nothing to go back to.
-Right.
I thought you were different.
Smart, at least.
But you turned out to be predictable,
capricious, and arrogant.
Are you that hurt that I'm not going back?
I hope you go starving one day
so that you know
what it's like to have nothing
and value a little what you've been given.
And I hope you stop
comparing your story with mine
because we're different!
DECLINE OF THE COLOMBIAN
EDUCATION SYSTEM. THE END OF EDUCATION?
"The end of education?"
I took the photo and did the cover.
And
don't you think it's a bit much?
Sure, but if our education
won't help us think, then it's dead.
Who says it doesn't
make you think?
Oh, César, please.
Every
Almost all teachers
are cut from the same cloth.
They don't want us to think differently
or ask any questions.
I'm sorry to tell you,
but you sound a little like a socialist.
-I have common sense, that's all.
-And we don't?
What I mean to say is that
we should be a little
more demanding with academia.
But is it you who thinks that,
or did Professor Tino tell you?
Listen, César, just to be clear,
nobody tells me what to think.
Fool.
Did you see this?
"It's time for students
to be a bit more demanding."
I don't know what's wrong with her.
I have no idea,
but I'll ask Sara to take my picture
down from this communist paper.
I was waiting for you last night.
I returned late
and didn't want to bother you, ma'am.
So? Did you see her?
She caught me following her.
She got mad
and kicked me out of that house.
Right, I can imagine she was furious.
Especially with you.
Are you also like that?
The type to kick people out
when you get mad at them.
I think so.
But she's fine.
She's
trying to live her life.
Like all of us, no?
Very well.
Don't worry.
-Thank you.
-Good day.
Is it fine to question
the role of education?
Of teachers and academia?
In any case,
the article in the new university paper
has sparked the debate.
If you wanted to stir up a fuss,
I think you succeeded.
Well, I just threw this truth out there,
that students need to learn to think.
Otherwise, what is college for?
-I say we celebrate.
-I second that.
You know who'll be upset?
-Who?
-The directors.
They're going to be upset,
it's a criticism aimed at them.
Why are they hiring
the same teachers from 30 years ago
with the same rhetoric?
Times change.
-You've created a monster.
-Uh-uh!
I created myself.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
Your daughter
will be fed all year with this.
At least she'll remember me this way.
I'm so happy to see you, Mariana.
-It's too bad you don't visit me often.
-Oh, Jose, I'm sorry.
Things at the estate are complicated.
I can imagine.
I don't even know
if it was a good idea to come.
Don't worry, Sara's not here.
-She's not?
-No.
She should be done with class by now, no?
Mati!
-Hi, Auntie.
-Hi, honey.
Hi, Jose.
-Uh, excuse me, Auntie.
-Hold on.
Aren't you going to say hi?
How are you?
-Good, ma'am.
-You can tell me
How is Sara doing?
Fine.
What is she up to?
Honestly, Auntie, she's
been acting strange
since she got back from the ranch.
How come?
She hasn't been to class,
she's only taking pictures,
she's hanging with weird people and
and this whole newspaper thing
What newspaper?
This one.
Don't tell her I told you, okay?
Let me see.
What are the conditions?
Right to the point.
As my telegram says, I'm the manager
of the Baviera investment group.
I did some research
and you're not an investment group,
you're moneylenders.
I prefer to be called
"dream makers."
What's the interest rate
to make my dream come true?
Is it the same amount
you asked the bank for?
You've researched us well.
I also have my contacts.
How much?
Ten percent.
Ten percent? You're crazy.
It's a lot of money.
You can take this today.
Nobody Listen carefully
Nobody in the Valley will lend you
the money for a lower rate.
If you agree
here are the IOUs.
If the harvest is good like you say
you won't have trouble paying.
A pleasure doing business with you.
Shh This is wrong.
-Why?
-Because I'm your teacher.
Oh, Tino, please.
It was you who said,
"The relationship
between teachers and students
should be peer-to-peer
more than an hierarchical structure."
-I said that?
-Yes, you.
Really?
I want juice.
What's going on?
They sent me food from the ranch.
And this
must be rice pudding.
Yes.
-My favorite dessert.
-Mmm
-Taste it.
-Sure, nice.
My mom's is the best.
Let's see.
-Score it. Ten is the highest.
-Mmm
It's delicious.
Eleven.
I'm forced to thank her.
That would be good.
It's not that I don't love her,
but right now
well,
I don't want to see her.
I'm afraid that if I see her,
either her, my dad, or my grandpa,
I'll give up.
Is this about
your search for your identity?
Yes.
Yes, I don't want to stop searching.
Not only
to find my mom, but
to know who I am.
When I saw those photos today,
and the paper
I did it on my own.
I've never done anything before
without having to ask for permission,
you know?
Living without asking
for permission is good.
Who's there?
"A teacher shouldn't be seen
as a figure of authority.
A teacher is not a priest,
and class should be
like anything but religion."
My goodness, what is this?
Tell me something, Mariana,
are they criticizing the school
or the Church?
I think both.
Oh, dear Lord.
Are are you sure that Sarita wrote that?
No, Ofe. Sara took the photos,
which are pretty good, by the way.
Look.
Well, sure.
Yes
-Mariana, do you approve of this?
-I don't think it's that serious.
They're young and finding their way.
Sure, but they're
criticizing the institution
that is having them.
They're biting the hand that feeds them.
Oh, God. If your dad finds out about this,
he's going to cause a scandal.
Oh, really?
And who's telling him?
Nobody.
Nobody can find out.
Especially not my dad nor Rogelio.
Understood?
I won't say a word, Mariana.
I promise.
It's a bit worrisome to think
that she's going down the wrong path.
The wrong path?
What can we do, Ofe?
Lock her up in a madhouse?
Oh, Mariana.
We must learn to respect others, Ofelia.
Understand that people
can live their lives as they want.
I hope Sara makes the best decisions,
otherwise, I'll be here for her.
To guide her,
to give her a hand.
Can I expect the same from you?
Of course, Mariana.
Honey
I promise you
that the horrible incident
you went through
will never happen again.
And that you and Sarita
can count on me
for anything you need.
Mrs. Mariana just signed the IOUs.
From now on, the Azcárates
are in debt to you.
Tino.
Tino.
Tino, wake up.
-Wake up.
-What's the matter?
I think I got a clue to find my mom.
Look.
Is this your mom?
No, but it's a lady who sells fruit
by the church entrance
where I was abandoned.
Maybe she saw when I was left there.
But that was 20 years ago.
No, no, but she's an older lady,
and in general, those fruit stands
stay in the same place for years.
Well, I don't want to be pessimistic,
but the chances
of that lady being there are zero.
There's nothing to lose by checking.
I'll let you sleep.
Bye.
The tractors
will be here in a few days.
I'm thinking of buying a machine
that packs the cotton
directly into the bales.
Would it be possible for you
to run your decisions by me
before we have to find out this way?
I didn't have time,
I quickly decided
on the harvesting machinery.
Where's the money coming from?
I asked for a loan.
Did you sign under my name?
I'm also a partner,
and you authorized me
to sign loans and contracts.
We need tractors to fulfill
our contract with the client.
And what is the collateral for that loan?
-The estate.
-My estate!
Yes, the estate, it's always like that.
-Who's the business with?
-Don't worry.
The Valderramas,
they're trustworthy people.
The Valderramas will sell
their mother for nothing.
Where are you going?
To check our new acquisition.
Make sure it's not a mess.
Dad, please, you have to rest,
you can't be moving around.
Good job.
Nothing is enough for my dad.
If you're hoping for his approval,
you'll be frustrated for life, believe me.
I do trust you.
Mrs. Mariana, Lizeth is looking for you.
-Lizeth?
-Yes, ma'am.
Thanks.
I think we're too early.
It was later in the morning
when I took the picture.
-Madam, excuse me, good morning.
-Good morning.
-Um, do you live around here?
-Yes, ma'am.
Do you know when the fruit stand
lady by the church gets here?
Um no. No, ma'am, no idea.
-Okay, thanks.
-Sure.
-Thanks, good day.
-Take care.
Well.
What should we do?
-Can we wait a little longer?
-No problem.
Okay, thank you.
Didn't you read the contract
before signing it?
I can't read very well.
Don't worry, it says here
that you're part owner
of three percent of the Búcaro estate.
What worries you?
What if I get in trouble
for signing in a rush?
Well, being the owner
of an estate isn't a problem.
Not financially, at least.
The workers don't think the same.
They're saying that the man fooled us.
-Why do they say that?
-Because the man's been missing for days.
Nobody will buy the harvest.
And that guy, Ángel,
-has no idea how to handle the ranch.
-What? Are there no clients?
Mrs. Mariana, I need the job.
I need to send money to my family.
What if we end up owing that gringo?
Lizeth, the doors to this house
will always be open to you.
But a lawyer needs to look at
the contract, I can't do anything.
Where do I get money for a lawyer?
I was really stupid
to have left this house.
Mrs. Mariana, what am I going to do?
What do I do?
Find out what Mr. Stewart is up to.
To be honest,
I don't trust that man, either.
Do you want me to spy on him?
No, not exactly.
If you ask me to, I'll do it.
I'm not a quality expert, but
it smells good.
I am.
I can assure you
it's one of the best in the region.
When is the harvest?
It'll be ready sooner than later.
Harvested, dried, and packaged.
The cotton deal fell through,
so we have to find someone
who will buy the whole harvest
and take care of the export.
-Mm-hmm.
-Did you get any leads?
I have someone.
Can we trust it or is it
like the last one you had?
-The useless sergeant.
-A friend in common recommended him.
The man is involved in smuggling,
and guess what?
He's interested in working with us.
Very well.
Take care of it personally.
Are you sure?
-Aren't you capable?
-Come on.
-Go ahead.
-Mm-hmm.
Go ahead, give it your all,
this is the chance
you've been waiting for.
If the sale goes through,
three percent of the revenue is yours.
Three percent?
Thank you very much.
The best way to thank me
is by making the sale happen.
And you know what?
Get some decent clothes.
Now that you're
an entrepreneur.
Do you think I'm crazy?
No, not at all.
I get you more than you think.
According to you,
I should go on with my life.
I never said that.
But you didn't look for your parents.
You were able to study, graduate
rebuild your life.
But I can't.
I didn't do it because I wanted to.
I did because when I was a child,
I needed to get the money
everyone asked for, and demanded.
To keep from starving.
Ignacia
the woman who raised us,
would never talk about the past.
But she would constantly say,
"Staying out of jail
is more important than having parents."
And now?
Would you look for them?
No.
I'm fine like this.
Why would I look for something
I didn't lose?
It doesn't make sense.
We have class.
Sara.
You're two absences away from failing
the course. I can't help you much more.
I know, I know, but
I'll be there later, I promise.
I'll wait here.
Please.
I just hope
you find what you're looking for.
-Bye.
-Bye.
-Lizeth.
-Mr. Stewart.
I'm sorry to come here unannounced.
How can I help you?
My aunt happens to be sick
so I came to see her,
and Mr. Ángel asked me
to give you this mail
since I was coming this way.
Thank you.
You didn't have to bother.
It's no bother.
On the contrary, it's a pleasure.
I don't know, do you need anything?
Anything
to give you a hand, since visiting hours
at the hospital end at 2:00.
-You don't have anywhere to wait?
-No.
I can use this time I have
and help clean the house.
It's just
that I'm on my way out.
Better yet, that way
when you come back,
the house will be sparkling clean.
Yes? Don't worry.
Excuse me, where should I?
Oh, look.
Let's put this over here.
-Don't worry.
-No
-I'll leave you here.
-Where's the kitchen?
-Excuse me.
-All the way down, to the right.
Professor Domínguez!
Professor, please, wait a second!
-What happened?
-How are you?
Good afternoon.
Professor, the dean needs
to see you urgently.
Are you censoring me?
Professor, we don't censor people here.
I'm saying
that if you're publishing an article
in the school's newspaper,
a committee has to read it first.
I don't understand, why?
Those are the rules.
And if you're going to interview
a student, a teacher,
or someone in the college,
that same committee reads it first
and approves it.
Then we're indeed
talking about censorship.
Look, Professor, I know that, um
for people like you, to teach
a class in this university
is a great opportunity,
a huge deal, you know.
People like me?
Yes, Professor, you know what I mean.
People like you, people
people of your race.
You're not just here
for your merits as a professor
or your good résumé.
No, Professor, no, sir.
You're here because the school
is doing an experiment
that is not turning out so well.
And in an enormous act of generosity,
it has created a space
for your people,
your race, your community.
Don't you think it's very wrong
to be speaking ill
of the institution that gave you a hand?
Of course.
We have to be thankful for charity.
Listen, Professor,
in spite of your ironic tone,
I'm going to ask you a favor.
Remember where you came from,
and that your presence in this school
can either open or close many doors
for people of your race.
Now I understand why they say
they're afraid of what's different.
Yes, you're absolutely right.
We don't like change
or different things. By the way,
please do me a favor
and go over your syllabus.
I have a number of students
who are quite upset
by your ideological inclinations.
Sir, I'm not indoctrinating anyone here.
So don't worry.
I see now how concerned you are
that the students think for themselves.
-Good afternoon, everyone.
-Good afternoon.
The plan for today
was
to talk about the history
of the political
Constitution in this country.
Would someone like to comment?
Me.
Go ahead.
Well,
our Constitution's first draft
was written on August 15th, 1810,
in El Socorro, Santander.
-No, no, no.
-But
Um
-Arboleda.
-Arboleda, yes.
When I ask if anyone
would like to comment,
I'm not asking
for a memorized text recitation.
What I want to hear is
an analysis.
A critical reflection on the matter.
Don't give me facts,
don't give me dates.
What I want to know is why you consider
that a nation needs a Constitution.
It's better to have everything in writing.
Silence, please.
It's not a bad answer.
Uh-huh.
It's true that naming things
and putting them in writing
ensures that the law is enforced.
For me, the importance
of a Constitution lies in ensuring
that the dignity,
rights, and freedom of expression
of every individual are respected.
If we're not allowed to think freely,
not allowed to talk,
are we really free?
What's left for us?
-These mangoes are delicious.
-Thanks.
Mmm
-Delicious.
-Right?
How long have you worked here for?
Oof, like 25 years now.
This may sound strange,
but 20 years ago, did you hear
about an abandoned baby
at the church?
Yes, that's been talked about a lot.
I wasn't here on that day.
Many things have been said,
I found out through a rumor.
Look, I've heard it all.
Someone said it was the priest's child.
That man was 75 back then, my goodness.
Others said she had been stolen
from a family of tourists,
and that the thief got cold feet
and just abandoned her.
Some said that the child
was the illegitimate child
of an important woman in the city
and that's why they abandoned her.
I've heard it all,
even that it was the devil's child.
In fact
we did find out that she was adopted
by a very rich family.
So it doesn't matter
where the baby came from.
At the end of the day,
what it got was a blessing.
God works in mysterious ways.
So
there's no real lead as to
who could've abandoned that baby.
Honestly, no, dear,
but why are you so interested?
Oh, I'm a journalist.
Well
I'm a journalism student.
At school, we're doing a special report
on this city's stories,
and this is a famous one.
What if we take a few pictures,
you tell me the story,
and we promote the fruit stand?
-Really?
-Yes.
Okay, let me get myself together here,
just look at this mess.
You tell me what I should do.
Yes.
Where else?
What is this?
What is this?
Twenty million What?
Mariana Azcárate?
Hello.
Lizeth, thank God you called.
I was worried, how did it go?
So far so good.
Mr. Stewart doesn't suspect anything.
Did you find anything?
Not much, ma'am.
I'm in the study, which is pretty big,
there are many drawers,
but they're almost all empty and
I found a folder with some numbers
but I don't know what they really mean.
It's money-related, I suppose.
I also see some green stubs.
And these stubs
have your name and signature.
My signature?
Lizeth, I need you to bring me
those stubs to La Victoria.
Lizeth?
Oh, Mrs. Mariana, but
what if I get into trouble? Huh?
They can catch me and call me a thief.
No, no, don't worry about anything,
you are under my protection.
Hang on a second.
Oh, my God.
Why did I get myself into this?
Lizeth, what happened? Are you okay?
Lizeth, Lizeth.
Lizeth, wake up.
Lizeth, what happened? Answer me.
Who's there? Answer.
Hello?
Hello?
Subtitle translation by: Paula Llapur
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