Who Killed Sara? (2021) s02e03 Episode Script
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[thunder rumbling.]
[tires squeaking.]
[engine running.]
[thunder rumbling.]
[wipers swishing.]
[Sara crying.]
Help.
He wants to kill me.
He's here.
Please.
He wants to kill me.
- [sound echoing.]
- [Sara.]
Please, I Please, hurry.
Please.
[Sara panting.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
Sara! [thunder rumbling.]
[glass breaking.]
Sara, I'm here.
[thunder clap.]
[rain pouring.]
[clock ticking.]
[door creaking.]
[thunder claps.]
[man screaming.]
[man groaning.]
[thunder rumbling.]
[music swells.]
- [man grunting, yelling.]
- [Sara screaming.]
[César.]
Sara! [Sara screaming.]
[thunder claps.]
[man yelling indistinctly.]
[Sara.]
Get off me! Stop! No, no! [gunshot echoing.]
[theme music plays.]
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES [music crescendos.]
[indistinct chatter.]
Who the hell are you protecting, huh? Who got Sara pregnant? It should really be easy to answer that.
What's happening here? [eerie music plays.]
I'm talking to Mom about things that happened a long time ago.
Just shut up about the past.
Where's Sergio? Thing is, if someone doesn't understand the past they may be doomed to repeat the same mistakes again.
The past is not my problem.
What I need is my daughter to be alright.
I'm getting divorced tomorrow.
- You know why? - Because you're a pussy? No.
I got a vasectomy soon after Sara died.
[dramatic music plays.]
[Rodolfo.]
I can't have kids.
So now [Rodolfo.]
Who knocked Sofía? Congratulations, asshole! You're gonna be a father again.
Cool, right? [Rodolfo.]
And you.
Well, I bet you're thrilled with your What are you calling it? Stepkid? Grandson? The past always comes back to haunt you.
And if you don't know about it, it can do a shit-load of hurt.
[Mariana sniffling.]
You guys are really perfect together.
[muffled intercom chatter.]
I don't ever want to see either of you again.
[moody music plays.]
[muffled voice over intercom.]
Don't give me shit, Mariana.
And don't act as if you care what I do or don't do.
Is it true about Sofía? Couldn't say.
[César.]
Help me.
I need your advice again this time.
Will it still have our name? [somber instrumental music plays.]
Eighteen years ago, you fixed everything for us.
[air rushing.]
Ask Álex to say he put the parachute on Sara.
[insects chirping.]
Say he was driving the boat, too.
[dog howling.]
Offer to do anything to make him accept.
[dog howling.]
- Tell him you'll save his mother.
- [eerie music plays.]
Tell him you'll secure the transplant for her.
[Mariana.]
We cannot risk Rodolfo's future.
[dramatic music plays.]
I did what you told me.
But I I thought these were harmless affairs, César.
[muffled sirens wailing.]
Nameless, faceless girls.
But impregnating the wife of your son? [music builds.]
What kind of man have you become? What kind of monster am I living with? [music builds.]
Elisa betrayed us all.
- She's with Álex now.
- [chuckling.]
- She helped him get revenge.
- Well, how about that.
I guess you must be very proud of all the things you taught her.
I know you the best, César.
I'm the only one who knows that your bullshit casino only exists because of the inheritance from my parents.
Be very careful not to put my family at risk, because you will see a side of me that you don't want to.
You can't imagine how bad it will get.
Mariana.
Let me go.
Don't ever touch me again.
Not for the rest of your life.
[music crescendos.]
[heart monitor beeping.]
[Mariana sobbing, gasping.]
[phones ringing.]
- [Mariana.]
Get away from my daughter.
- Mariana.
Get out of here or I'll call security.
You don't sound like the woman who told me I was like her own son.
Who swore she would never let anything bad happen to me.
[indistinct chatter.]
I said get out! [whispering.]
Wait a minute.
I want you to tell me about Sara.
[dramatic synth music plays.]
She spent a lot of time with you at Valle de Bravo.
[Álex.]
I want you to tell me what your relationship was like.
And what her relationship with César was like.
[Mariana.]
Security! - [Álex.]
We're not done here.
- You need to leave.
[indistinct chatter.]
Your sister was crazy.
The minute she arrived in Rodolfo's life we were cursed.
God forgive me, but it's better that she's dead.
You know why? She ruined everything she touched.
And lied to my son.
I want you to tell me about her unborn child.
[music builds.]
- What about it? - [Álex.]
I know it wasn't Rodolfo's.
Who was the father? [air rushing.]
[hens clucking.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[water lapping.]
[insects and birds chirping.]
[water splashing.]
[water splashing.]
[Nicandro.]
Sara! Nicandro.
[somber music plays.]
Nicandro was the father.
I'm absolutely sure.
Taking advantage of my son.
[guitar playing.]
[Álex and José humming.]
[Nicandro.]
Oh yeah? [indistinct conversation.]
- [José.]
I thought they hated each other.
- Álex.
- [air rushes.]
- [Álex.]
What are you doing here? I heard what happened.
I wanted to see how Elisa was.
[grim instrumental music plays.]
Mrs.
Mariana, long time no see.
[siren wailing.]
Quite a long time.
And then, you and your sister appear out of thin air.
- [Mariana.]
Out of nowhere.
- Yes, but we were like family, right? That's what you used to tell us.
My mother worked for a long time cooking for the Lazcanos.
You remember her.
Come on.
Her name was Cristina.
- Submissive and ever so loyal Cristina.
- Hm.
[somber synth music plays.]
There are things we don't forgive or forget.
Like what Clara's doing to my son.
We're done with this conversation.
Okay? [footsteps departing.]
[music builds.]
What's up? Tell me what happened between her and César Lazcano.
Come to my place.
[music crescendos.]
[traffic noise, siren wailing.]
[Moncho chewing.]
What's up, blondie? Want some pizza? [ominous instrumental music plays.]
How did you get into my house? [Moncho chuckling.]
Life is fucked up, huh? [Moncho.]
Some people get crazy mansions like this [chews.]
and others get stuck with a bitchy whore who gets knocked up by the first asshole who stands in front of her.
[chair scraping.]
[music swells.]
Moncho, please don't make trouble.
[Moncho chuckling, sighing.]
Can you believe this chick? You stop letting me grab that ass.
[Moncho.]
When I can't bang my old lady? Puts me in a bad mood, bro.
So what the fuck do we do? Huh? How are we gonna resolve this, fucker? - I don't know? - A million pesos, tomorrow, cash money.
- Have you lost your mind? - Shh.
- [Clara.]
No way.
- [Moncho.]
Shut up.
What did you think? I wouldn't find out you're in one of the richest families in this damn country? Better wise up, man.
'Cause next time [music building.]
[Moncho kissing.]
[Clara gasping.]
[both exhaling.]
[door slamming.]
[music crescendos.]
Did you know Sara had a secret diary? [Marifer.]
Álex, don't start.
She was my best friend.
And she was always writing.
She had a bunch of notebooks.
Did you know she lived a double life? [dogs bark outside.]
She was my best friend.
[somber music plays.]
- Did you know Dr.
Alanís? - Her psychiatrist? [Álex.]
Yeah.
Not in person, no, but your mother and Sara talked about him.
Why am I the only one who didn't know what was happening in my own goddamn house? Álex, honestly, you spent all your time with the Lazcanos.
[dogs barking.]
You were at their house every single day and that's all you ever talked about.
Look.
[music builds.]
You see this? She used scissors.
[Marifer screams.]
A gift from Sara.
She couldn't.
I can't even bring myself to tell you all the times she beat up your mama.
[music rising.]
[Álex sighing.]
- What about Nicandro? - Nicandro? Shit, I don't know.
I imagine he's still alive.
- Or his body's at the morgue.
- What? Oh, God.
Please don't tell me that was the body you found in your backyard.
Nicandro was the father of the child she was expecting, right? [Marifer.]
Álex, I don't know about that.
Besides, if you recall, things between us didn't end well.
[Alex sighing.]
- Come on.
- [Alex sighing.]
Why this obsession with Nicandro and Sara's baby? [dog howling.]
César Lazcano and his partner, Sergio, they know the truth.
[grim instrumental music plays.]
[distant traffic noise.]
[alarm beeping.]
Mm.
[birds singing.]
Mm.
[somber melodic music plays.]
- [friend.]
Hey Nicandro! - [all.]
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two [friend.]
Yeah! [muffled conversation, laughter.]
[friend.]
Hey, pass me the beer And? How are things between José María and Lorenzo? It's gone to shit.
That's good.
Right? You do whatever you need to to make sure he forgets Lorenzo.
[sighs.]
Well, that's gonna be difficult.
- He's obsessed with that guy.
- Nobody wants to be lonely.
It's always out with the old, in with the new.
Well, tell Moncho.
He stopped by Chema's house today.
He's trying to blackmail me.
Clara, don't fuck this up.
This motherfucker needs to be taken care of already.
He could ruin all of our plans.
Look how far you've come.
Yeah, well, getting pregnant was easy.
But to make him fall in love? Impossible.
- He's totally gay.
- I don't care.
Climb into that bed and make it happen, Clara.
Just do whatever you need to fucking do.
Make it so he can't breathe without you and the baby.
Trust me on this.
[eerie synth music plays.]
[indistinct intercom chatter.]
[wincing.]
So can I go home now? [doctor.]
Yes.
You can go.
You've been discharged.
Thanks.
Was there anyone outside, someone waiting for me? A man named Álex? [dramatic electronic music plays.]
EVIDENCE AGAINST CÉSAR LAZCANO EVIDENCE AGAINST CÉSAR LAZCANO [phone ringing.]
Hello.
What happened? [Álex.]
Nothing? Come on.
There has to be a way to find out.
I mean, who the hell is buried in my damn yard.
[knocking.]
Run this name.
- Nicandro Gómez.
- [Elisa.]
Álex.
- Open up! It's me! - Gotta go.
[knocking.]
A bomb, Álex? Seriously? That was your plan? [somber music plays.]
To blow up my papa and commit suicide also? You and your fucking revenge! What? You're allowed to go and murder people when you feel like it? Because the Lazcanos killed my sister I'm allowed to be a murderer, too.
That's what you call an eye for an eye, Álex.
That's not justice.
Who told you I was looking for justice? Sara was really sick.
We saw her diary.
The psychiatrist also said she had problems.
- So what? - [Elisa.]
Severe mental problems.
What are you saying? You expect me to leave my sister's death unpunished? Even if someone gets killed? That's right.
Even if somebody gets killed.
[sighing.]
[somber synth music plays.]
[sighing.]
Elisa.
No, listen to me.
I tried with you.
I swear I did.
And I hope you can find some peace [Elisa gasping.]
and soon you can put this behind you.
[music rises.]
[Álex kissing.]
I want you to make the final decision.
Goodbye, Álex.
[Elisa sighing.]
On that computer is an email ready to be sent that contains all of the evidence of Flor Sánchez' death as well as the women your father hid in that basement.
And if I press send, that email will go to every media group in Mexico and the police, too.
And? Why haven't you sent it? My papa abused women.
And he should pay for it.
[Álex.]
I just need you to know that if you click that button, your papa will spend the rest of his life in jail.
Much longer than the 18 years I did.
[sobbing.]
Well, I believe in justice.
I'm so sorry.
[music crescendos.]
SEN I was always on your side, Álex.
Even though you weren't on mine.
[melancholy guitar music plays.]
[Álex kissing.]
I'm so sorry, Elisa.
Hastily bitter sweet ♪ [Elisa sighs.]
Everyone I meet ♪ Same thing on repeat ♪ Darkness taking hold ♪ Sorrow fills my soul ♪ Surrender all control ♪ We are all alone ♪ [vocalists humming.]
Thank you.
We are all alone ♪ [Elisa.]
We're traveling on two very different and distant paths.
[car starting.]
Come on.
We are all alone ♪ [vocalists humming.]
[water trickling.]
[melodic instrumental music plays.]
This one.
[music swells.]
What's with you? - [Clara.]
My name is Lorenzo.
- [snorts.]
And my entire body is yours.
Clara.
[music builds.]
Hey.
Why, baby, why, baby, why? ♪ Look me in the eye ♪ Why, baby, why? ♪ Why, baby, why, baby, why? ♪ [traffic noise.]
[indistinct chatter.]
Abel Martínez Osorio.
That's who your mama went to see, isn't it? Must be the doctor who wants to have me committed.
I have to find out who he is and why my mom met with him.
- Oh, please just forget about it.
- Don't act like a saint you fucking bitch.
I already know you and my mom are plotting together against me.
You want me locked up, too.
- You have to stop acting - Shut it.
[dramatic music crescendos.]
Listen, I really don't need anyone.
Want to know why? Because everyone wants me fucking dead.
- You and everyone all want me dead.
- [Marifer.]
Sara.
Sara, come back.
[eerie electronic music rises.]
[Marifer echoing.]
Sara! [music tempo increasing.]
[Sara echoing.]
I really don't need anyone.
Everyone wants me dead.
[muffled car horn honking.]
[music builds.]
- [horn honking.]
- [tires screeching.]
[music stops.]
[Sara panting.]
[eerie synth music rising.]
[music stops.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[music builds.]
- [nurse.]
May I help you? - [Sara clears throat.]
You a visitor? Abel Martínez Osorio.
Hm.
How strange.
Nobody's come to see him in forever and this week two people visit him.
What did Abel do to get so famous, huh? Who should I register? Sara.
[nurse.]
Follow me.
[eerie synth music plays.]
[inmate grunting, groaning.]
[inmate babbling.]
Wait over there, please.
[music rises.]
[inmates yelling.]
[inmate laughing.]
- [grim electronic music plays.]
- [white noise.]
[inmate yelling.]
[music builds.]
[music crescendos.]
Here's Abel.
[inmate yelling.]
[inmates screaming indistinctly.]
You behave yourself.
You just have 15 minutes.
[inmates groaning, grunting.]
[Abel.]
The entrails of this place are so noisy.
[Abel snapping fingers.]
Everybody creaks.
[inmate barking.]
Finally you remembered me.
[inmate laughing.]
[eerie music rises.]
[inmate yells.]
[siren wailing.]
[Abel.]
You look just like your mama as a girl.
[inhaling.]
You're all grown up, Sara.
[music builds.]
You're a a real princess.
Well, well, well [Abel sniffing.]
Your mama was telling me about you a few days ago.
She said she named you Sara [music rises eerily.]
and she gave you her husband's last name.
No idea I had a daughter.
One day I'm going to fix that.
[Abel breathing heavily.]
[Abel.]
I promise you.
[wind chimes ring.]
[foliage rustling.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[heavy breathing.]
[birds chirping.]
[wind chimes ringing.]
[music builds.]
[music crescendos.]
[music rises eerily.]
[man grunting.]
[haunting notes play.]
[planes taking off.]
[bell rings.]
[indistinct announcement.]
[attendant 1.]
Please stow your phone.
[bell ringing.]
[phone buzzing.]
[indistinct intercom announcement.]
[drums crescendo.]
Your mama didn't tell you about me.
[inmates mumbling indistinctly.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[Abel.]
I don't blame her.
It was a bad night in her life.
[music builds.]
[exhaling.]
Have you ever had any bad nights? You can tell me.
I'm your father.
And I deserve to hear it if what you have in your veins is like what I have in mine.
[Abel chuckling, sighing.]
[Abel.]
I'm sure that you can see a bit of yourself in me.
[Sara gasping.]
[Sara whimpers.]
[Abel.]
Now you can't leave.
[inhaling.]
You came here for a reason.
No, no, no.
Listen to me.
Lucía.
Your mama.
She's no good.
She might be a loving mother now, but [breathing tensely.]
when she was younger Do you know how it feels to desire someone and never be seen? To feel like they look at you like you're just a piece of garbage to be thrown away.
Because that's how she looked at me.
[music rises.]
Insignificant.
Ugly.
[gasping.]
What do I know.
Maybe ask her.
[inmates speaking indistinctly.]
[Abel.]
I was gonna do big business.
I was gonna have a good life.
And here I am.
[inmate wailing.]
[Abel.]
You're young, pretty.
You've got your whole life in front of you, don't you? [muffled siren wailing.]
Yeah.
[laughs.]
That's my little girl.
[Abel.]
You look just like me.
[Abel gasps.]
You have my eyes, don't you? [music rises.]
[Abel.]
My gaze.
So alike.
You know we could get out of this place together.
Get me some money.
Get me out of here.
Mm.
I don't have any.
[Abel chuckles.]
I didn't have any either when I was young.
[music builds eerily.]
Girls like you know a lot of things.
Time's up.
Come on, Abel.
[inmate yells indistinctly.]
Abel, let's go.
[inmates speaking indistinctly.]
[inmates yelling, wailing.]
[music crescendos.]
[sound echoing.]
- [Rodolfo sighs.]
- [Bruno.]
Rodolfo.
[crickets chirping.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[music rises.]
[water lapping.]
[Bruno crying.]
[Bruno.]
I'm sorry.
Please, forgive me.
[Bruno sniffling.]
- [Bruno.]
My mama - Shh.
I know.
I wanna live here.
- Of course.
- Rodolfo I'm sorry that I never called you papa.
And I'm sorry about that because you are my papa.
[elevator chiming.]
[elevator doors closing.]
[footsteps.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[man sighing.]
[sighing.]
[panting.]
[music builds.]
[suspenseful electronic music plays.]
[Mariana sobbing.]
[Mariana gasping, sniffling.]
[sighing.]
[inhaling.]
[church bell ringing.]
[beeping.]
[electronic music plays.]
[distant sirens wailing.]
[helicopter approaching.]
[sirens blaring.]
[officer.]
Right behind you.
Move, move! [siren blares.]
[officer.]
To the base! Go, go! [muffled sirens wailing.]
[sighing.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[officer 1.]
Upstairs! [officer 2.]
Federal police! [crowd screaming.]
POLICE I want to report a man.
[César.]
A criminal who killed several women.
[César.]
Sergio Hernández.
[dramatic music plays.]
- [officer 1.]
Go.
Move! go! - [officer 2.]
Show them the exits.
Go! Everybody, get out of the way.
[sirens wailing.]
[officer.]
This way.
Go check the elevators.
[indistinct chatter, people screaming.]
[raid over speakers.]
[muffled screaming.]
[sirens wailing.]
[helicopter circling.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[officer.]
Let's go! [indistinct yelling, screaming.]
[muffled chatter.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[woman.]
Come on! [police radio chatter.]
[women screaming.]
[officer.]
Let's go.
Keep moving.
[planes taking off.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[muffled sirens wailing.]
[officer 1.]
Excuse me.
Excuse me, please.
[officer 1.]
Excuse me, please.
[officer 2.]
Sergio Hernández.
Hands where we can seem them.
Now! [indistinct chatter.]
[sirens wailing.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[music crescendos.]
[door unlocking.]
[Lorenzo stepping quietly.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[door shutting softly.]
[music crescendos.]
- [door slams.]
- [Clara whimpers.]
[José.]
Lorenzo.
All right, asshole, what the hell is this? - [Lorenzo.]
Explain yourself.
- Lorenzo, please don't think that I mean, if you wanted to get inside this, why wait so long? You could've just done it.
- Listen to me.
I swear - [Lorenzo.]
Shh-shh.
Don't swear a thing.
At this point, your words mean nothing.
Why did you come to my office and put on a big show, José María? [Lorenzo.]
Crying to me.
Begging me.
And the moment I come here to talk to you, I find you in bed with the fucking surrogate.
- [Lorenzo.]
What is this? - [crashing.]
[Moncho.]
Faggot motherfuckers, where are you? - Where are you, assholes? - What's happening? - [Lorenzo.]
What's happening here? - Came for my money.
- I want more liquor.
- Calm down.
All right? Relax, calm down.
- [Moncho.]
I want more liquor, asshole.
- Over there.
Please.
As much as you need.
[Moncho.]
Where's my dough? Where's my money, fucker? Huh? - We don't have your money.
- Shh.
- Where's my cash, assholes? - [Lorenzo.]
Look out! - Just a sec.
- [Moncho.]
I want my money! [Lorenzo.]
Here.
José, give me your ring.
- That's enough bullshit! - [Clara.]
No! Hey! - Don't be an idiot! He's a lawyer.
- Fuck you! Shut up, you bitch! - [Moncho.]
This is all your fault.
- No! Moncho! - [Moncho.]
Lick the floor! - No! - [Moncho.]
Lick the floor, motherfucker.
- [Clara.]
Hey! - You'd better put your mouth on it.
- No, please stop.
- [Moncho.]
Do it! - [Clara screams.]
[Moncho.]
I'll kill you! - Ahh! - [Clara screaming.]
- [Moncho moaning.]
- [crying.]
No.
- [Moncho groaning.]
- [José and Lorenzo panting.]
- [Clara gasping.]
- [Lorenzo.]
Oh.
[José gasping.]
[all panting.]
[Lorenzo.]
Oh.
[suspenseful instrumental music plays.]
[dog barking.]
[music rises eerily.]
[hurried knocking.]
[Marifer.]
Álex, open up! Shit! Did you see the news? They arrested that partner of César's.
The police shut down the casino.
You did this to them, right? - [door shuts.]
- [Álex.]
Why are you here? I knew it was you from the minute I heard.
[gasps.]
You're my fucking hero, cabrón.
You made them pay for being criminals and cocksuckers.
So what? What's up with César? I have no idea.
- He should be in jail, the bastard.
- This is the best news you could give me.
Shit, we have to celebrate.
If your girlfriend lets you.
Hey.
Don't look at me like that.
I was only saying it because I don't want you to have problems.
[sighing.]
Elisa's on a flight to Madrid right now.
I see.
Then we shouldn't really celebrate.
[somber music plays.]
What you need is consolation.
- [sighing.]
I need to be alone.
- Oh.
Why? - Marifer, what are you doing? - The two of us have a history.
- Did you forget everything we did? - Come on.
- [Marifer kisses.]
- [Álex sighs.]
It would get crazy.
[sighs.]
Fuck.
[Marifer.]
You forget all the times we fucked? All over the place.
Remember? - [air rushing.]
- [both panting.]
[Marifer.]
We fucked in your bedroom [Álex kissing.]
in the bathroom.
It was hot.
[giggling.]
[both panting, kissing.]
[Marifer.]
A little affection never hurt anyone.
[both panting.]
[Álex grunting, kissing.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[both panting, kissing.]
[phone buzzing.]
[music builds.]
INCOMING CALL [suspenseful electronic music plays.]
[music rising.]
[music crescendos.]
[fast-tempo electronic music plays.]
Don't let a monster through your door ♪ She will make a nest under your floor ♪ If you lock the dragon in a cage ♪ He'll do anything he needs to get away ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Don't leave a dragon in the woods ♪ You might, but said you never should ♪ If you tie a dragon to a tree ♪ He'll do anything he can to break free ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪
[tires squeaking.]
[engine running.]
[thunder rumbling.]
[wipers swishing.]
[Sara crying.]
Help.
He wants to kill me.
He's here.
Please.
He wants to kill me.
- [sound echoing.]
- [Sara.]
Please, I Please, hurry.
Please.
[Sara panting.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
Sara! [thunder rumbling.]
[glass breaking.]
Sara, I'm here.
[thunder clap.]
[rain pouring.]
[clock ticking.]
[door creaking.]
[thunder claps.]
[man screaming.]
[man groaning.]
[thunder rumbling.]
[music swells.]
- [man grunting, yelling.]
- [Sara screaming.]
[César.]
Sara! [Sara screaming.]
[thunder claps.]
[man yelling indistinctly.]
[Sara.]
Get off me! Stop! No, no! [gunshot echoing.]
[theme music plays.]
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES [music crescendos.]
[indistinct chatter.]
Who the hell are you protecting, huh? Who got Sara pregnant? It should really be easy to answer that.
What's happening here? [eerie music plays.]
I'm talking to Mom about things that happened a long time ago.
Just shut up about the past.
Where's Sergio? Thing is, if someone doesn't understand the past they may be doomed to repeat the same mistakes again.
The past is not my problem.
What I need is my daughter to be alright.
I'm getting divorced tomorrow.
- You know why? - Because you're a pussy? No.
I got a vasectomy soon after Sara died.
[dramatic music plays.]
[Rodolfo.]
I can't have kids.
So now [Rodolfo.]
Who knocked Sofía? Congratulations, asshole! You're gonna be a father again.
Cool, right? [Rodolfo.]
And you.
Well, I bet you're thrilled with your What are you calling it? Stepkid? Grandson? The past always comes back to haunt you.
And if you don't know about it, it can do a shit-load of hurt.
[Mariana sniffling.]
You guys are really perfect together.
[muffled intercom chatter.]
I don't ever want to see either of you again.
[moody music plays.]
[muffled voice over intercom.]
Don't give me shit, Mariana.
And don't act as if you care what I do or don't do.
Is it true about Sofía? Couldn't say.
[César.]
Help me.
I need your advice again this time.
Will it still have our name? [somber instrumental music plays.]
Eighteen years ago, you fixed everything for us.
[air rushing.]
Ask Álex to say he put the parachute on Sara.
[insects chirping.]
Say he was driving the boat, too.
[dog howling.]
Offer to do anything to make him accept.
[dog howling.]
- Tell him you'll save his mother.
- [eerie music plays.]
Tell him you'll secure the transplant for her.
[Mariana.]
We cannot risk Rodolfo's future.
[dramatic music plays.]
I did what you told me.
But I I thought these were harmless affairs, César.
[muffled sirens wailing.]
Nameless, faceless girls.
But impregnating the wife of your son? [music builds.]
What kind of man have you become? What kind of monster am I living with? [music builds.]
Elisa betrayed us all.
- She's with Álex now.
- [chuckling.]
- She helped him get revenge.
- Well, how about that.
I guess you must be very proud of all the things you taught her.
I know you the best, César.
I'm the only one who knows that your bullshit casino only exists because of the inheritance from my parents.
Be very careful not to put my family at risk, because you will see a side of me that you don't want to.
You can't imagine how bad it will get.
Mariana.
Let me go.
Don't ever touch me again.
Not for the rest of your life.
[music crescendos.]
[heart monitor beeping.]
[Mariana sobbing, gasping.]
[phones ringing.]
- [Mariana.]
Get away from my daughter.
- Mariana.
Get out of here or I'll call security.
You don't sound like the woman who told me I was like her own son.
Who swore she would never let anything bad happen to me.
[indistinct chatter.]
I said get out! [whispering.]
Wait a minute.
I want you to tell me about Sara.
[dramatic synth music plays.]
She spent a lot of time with you at Valle de Bravo.
[Álex.]
I want you to tell me what your relationship was like.
And what her relationship with César was like.
[Mariana.]
Security! - [Álex.]
We're not done here.
- You need to leave.
[indistinct chatter.]
Your sister was crazy.
The minute she arrived in Rodolfo's life we were cursed.
God forgive me, but it's better that she's dead.
You know why? She ruined everything she touched.
And lied to my son.
I want you to tell me about her unborn child.
[music builds.]
- What about it? - [Álex.]
I know it wasn't Rodolfo's.
Who was the father? [air rushing.]
[hens clucking.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[water lapping.]
[insects and birds chirping.]
[water splashing.]
[water splashing.]
[Nicandro.]
Sara! Nicandro.
[somber music plays.]
Nicandro was the father.
I'm absolutely sure.
Taking advantage of my son.
[guitar playing.]
[Álex and José humming.]
[Nicandro.]
Oh yeah? [indistinct conversation.]
- [José.]
I thought they hated each other.
- Álex.
- [air rushes.]
- [Álex.]
What are you doing here? I heard what happened.
I wanted to see how Elisa was.
[grim instrumental music plays.]
Mrs.
Mariana, long time no see.
[siren wailing.]
Quite a long time.
And then, you and your sister appear out of thin air.
- [Mariana.]
Out of nowhere.
- Yes, but we were like family, right? That's what you used to tell us.
My mother worked for a long time cooking for the Lazcanos.
You remember her.
Come on.
Her name was Cristina.
- Submissive and ever so loyal Cristina.
- Hm.
[somber synth music plays.]
There are things we don't forgive or forget.
Like what Clara's doing to my son.
We're done with this conversation.
Okay? [footsteps departing.]
[music builds.]
What's up? Tell me what happened between her and César Lazcano.
Come to my place.
[music crescendos.]
[traffic noise, siren wailing.]
[Moncho chewing.]
What's up, blondie? Want some pizza? [ominous instrumental music plays.]
How did you get into my house? [Moncho chuckling.]
Life is fucked up, huh? [Moncho.]
Some people get crazy mansions like this [chews.]
and others get stuck with a bitchy whore who gets knocked up by the first asshole who stands in front of her.
[chair scraping.]
[music swells.]
Moncho, please don't make trouble.
[Moncho chuckling, sighing.]
Can you believe this chick? You stop letting me grab that ass.
[Moncho.]
When I can't bang my old lady? Puts me in a bad mood, bro.
So what the fuck do we do? Huh? How are we gonna resolve this, fucker? - I don't know? - A million pesos, tomorrow, cash money.
- Have you lost your mind? - Shh.
- [Clara.]
No way.
- [Moncho.]
Shut up.
What did you think? I wouldn't find out you're in one of the richest families in this damn country? Better wise up, man.
'Cause next time [music building.]
[Moncho kissing.]
[Clara gasping.]
[both exhaling.]
[door slamming.]
[music crescendos.]
Did you know Sara had a secret diary? [Marifer.]
Álex, don't start.
She was my best friend.
And she was always writing.
She had a bunch of notebooks.
Did you know she lived a double life? [dogs bark outside.]
She was my best friend.
[somber music plays.]
- Did you know Dr.
Alanís? - Her psychiatrist? [Álex.]
Yeah.
Not in person, no, but your mother and Sara talked about him.
Why am I the only one who didn't know what was happening in my own goddamn house? Álex, honestly, you spent all your time with the Lazcanos.
[dogs barking.]
You were at their house every single day and that's all you ever talked about.
Look.
[music builds.]
You see this? She used scissors.
[Marifer screams.]
A gift from Sara.
She couldn't.
I can't even bring myself to tell you all the times she beat up your mama.
[music rising.]
[Álex sighing.]
- What about Nicandro? - Nicandro? Shit, I don't know.
I imagine he's still alive.
- Or his body's at the morgue.
- What? Oh, God.
Please don't tell me that was the body you found in your backyard.
Nicandro was the father of the child she was expecting, right? [Marifer.]
Álex, I don't know about that.
Besides, if you recall, things between us didn't end well.
[Alex sighing.]
- Come on.
- [Alex sighing.]
Why this obsession with Nicandro and Sara's baby? [dog howling.]
César Lazcano and his partner, Sergio, they know the truth.
[grim instrumental music plays.]
[distant traffic noise.]
[alarm beeping.]
Mm.
[birds singing.]
Mm.
[somber melodic music plays.]
- [friend.]
Hey Nicandro! - [all.]
Five.
Four.
Three.
Two [friend.]
Yeah! [muffled conversation, laughter.]
[friend.]
Hey, pass me the beer And? How are things between José María and Lorenzo? It's gone to shit.
That's good.
Right? You do whatever you need to to make sure he forgets Lorenzo.
[sighs.]
Well, that's gonna be difficult.
- He's obsessed with that guy.
- Nobody wants to be lonely.
It's always out with the old, in with the new.
Well, tell Moncho.
He stopped by Chema's house today.
He's trying to blackmail me.
Clara, don't fuck this up.
This motherfucker needs to be taken care of already.
He could ruin all of our plans.
Look how far you've come.
Yeah, well, getting pregnant was easy.
But to make him fall in love? Impossible.
- He's totally gay.
- I don't care.
Climb into that bed and make it happen, Clara.
Just do whatever you need to fucking do.
Make it so he can't breathe without you and the baby.
Trust me on this.
[eerie synth music plays.]
[indistinct intercom chatter.]
[wincing.]
So can I go home now? [doctor.]
Yes.
You can go.
You've been discharged.
Thanks.
Was there anyone outside, someone waiting for me? A man named Álex? [dramatic electronic music plays.]
EVIDENCE AGAINST CÉSAR LAZCANO EVIDENCE AGAINST CÉSAR LAZCANO [phone ringing.]
Hello.
What happened? [Álex.]
Nothing? Come on.
There has to be a way to find out.
I mean, who the hell is buried in my damn yard.
[knocking.]
Run this name.
- Nicandro Gómez.
- [Elisa.]
Álex.
- Open up! It's me! - Gotta go.
[knocking.]
A bomb, Álex? Seriously? That was your plan? [somber music plays.]
To blow up my papa and commit suicide also? You and your fucking revenge! What? You're allowed to go and murder people when you feel like it? Because the Lazcanos killed my sister I'm allowed to be a murderer, too.
That's what you call an eye for an eye, Álex.
That's not justice.
Who told you I was looking for justice? Sara was really sick.
We saw her diary.
The psychiatrist also said she had problems.
- So what? - [Elisa.]
Severe mental problems.
What are you saying? You expect me to leave my sister's death unpunished? Even if someone gets killed? That's right.
Even if somebody gets killed.
[sighing.]
[somber synth music plays.]
[sighing.]
Elisa.
No, listen to me.
I tried with you.
I swear I did.
And I hope you can find some peace [Elisa gasping.]
and soon you can put this behind you.
[music rises.]
[Álex kissing.]
I want you to make the final decision.
Goodbye, Álex.
[Elisa sighing.]
On that computer is an email ready to be sent that contains all of the evidence of Flor Sánchez' death as well as the women your father hid in that basement.
And if I press send, that email will go to every media group in Mexico and the police, too.
And? Why haven't you sent it? My papa abused women.
And he should pay for it.
[Álex.]
I just need you to know that if you click that button, your papa will spend the rest of his life in jail.
Much longer than the 18 years I did.
[sobbing.]
Well, I believe in justice.
I'm so sorry.
[music crescendos.]
SEN I was always on your side, Álex.
Even though you weren't on mine.
[melancholy guitar music plays.]
[Álex kissing.]
I'm so sorry, Elisa.
Hastily bitter sweet ♪ [Elisa sighs.]
Everyone I meet ♪ Same thing on repeat ♪ Darkness taking hold ♪ Sorrow fills my soul ♪ Surrender all control ♪ We are all alone ♪ [vocalists humming.]
Thank you.
We are all alone ♪ [Elisa.]
We're traveling on two very different and distant paths.
[car starting.]
Come on.
We are all alone ♪ [vocalists humming.]
[water trickling.]
[melodic instrumental music plays.]
This one.
[music swells.]
What's with you? - [Clara.]
My name is Lorenzo.
- [snorts.]
And my entire body is yours.
Clara.
[music builds.]
Hey.
Why, baby, why, baby, why? ♪ Look me in the eye ♪ Why, baby, why? ♪ Why, baby, why, baby, why? ♪ [traffic noise.]
[indistinct chatter.]
Abel Martínez Osorio.
That's who your mama went to see, isn't it? Must be the doctor who wants to have me committed.
I have to find out who he is and why my mom met with him.
- Oh, please just forget about it.
- Don't act like a saint you fucking bitch.
I already know you and my mom are plotting together against me.
You want me locked up, too.
- You have to stop acting - Shut it.
[dramatic music crescendos.]
Listen, I really don't need anyone.
Want to know why? Because everyone wants me fucking dead.
- You and everyone all want me dead.
- [Marifer.]
Sara.
Sara, come back.
[eerie electronic music rises.]
[Marifer echoing.]
Sara! [music tempo increasing.]
[Sara echoing.]
I really don't need anyone.
Everyone wants me dead.
[muffled car horn honking.]
[music builds.]
- [horn honking.]
- [tires screeching.]
[music stops.]
[Sara panting.]
[eerie synth music rising.]
[music stops.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[music builds.]
- [nurse.]
May I help you? - [Sara clears throat.]
You a visitor? Abel Martínez Osorio.
Hm.
How strange.
Nobody's come to see him in forever and this week two people visit him.
What did Abel do to get so famous, huh? Who should I register? Sara.
[nurse.]
Follow me.
[eerie synth music plays.]
[inmate grunting, groaning.]
[inmate babbling.]
Wait over there, please.
[music rises.]
[inmates yelling.]
[inmate laughing.]
- [grim electronic music plays.]
- [white noise.]
[inmate yelling.]
[music builds.]
[music crescendos.]
Here's Abel.
[inmate yelling.]
[inmates screaming indistinctly.]
You behave yourself.
You just have 15 minutes.
[inmates groaning, grunting.]
[Abel.]
The entrails of this place are so noisy.
[Abel snapping fingers.]
Everybody creaks.
[inmate barking.]
Finally you remembered me.
[inmate laughing.]
[eerie music rises.]
[inmate yells.]
[siren wailing.]
[Abel.]
You look just like your mama as a girl.
[inhaling.]
You're all grown up, Sara.
[music builds.]
You're a a real princess.
Well, well, well [Abel sniffing.]
Your mama was telling me about you a few days ago.
She said she named you Sara [music rises eerily.]
and she gave you her husband's last name.
No idea I had a daughter.
One day I'm going to fix that.
[Abel breathing heavily.]
[Abel.]
I promise you.
[wind chimes ring.]
[foliage rustling.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[heavy breathing.]
[birds chirping.]
[wind chimes ringing.]
[music builds.]
[music crescendos.]
[music rises eerily.]
[man grunting.]
[haunting notes play.]
[planes taking off.]
[bell rings.]
[indistinct announcement.]
[attendant 1.]
Please stow your phone.
[bell ringing.]
[phone buzzing.]
[indistinct intercom announcement.]
[drums crescendo.]
Your mama didn't tell you about me.
[inmates mumbling indistinctly.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[Abel.]
I don't blame her.
It was a bad night in her life.
[music builds.]
[exhaling.]
Have you ever had any bad nights? You can tell me.
I'm your father.
And I deserve to hear it if what you have in your veins is like what I have in mine.
[Abel chuckling, sighing.]
[Abel.]
I'm sure that you can see a bit of yourself in me.
[Sara gasping.]
[Sara whimpers.]
[Abel.]
Now you can't leave.
[inhaling.]
You came here for a reason.
No, no, no.
Listen to me.
Lucía.
Your mama.
She's no good.
She might be a loving mother now, but [breathing tensely.]
when she was younger Do you know how it feels to desire someone and never be seen? To feel like they look at you like you're just a piece of garbage to be thrown away.
Because that's how she looked at me.
[music rises.]
Insignificant.
Ugly.
[gasping.]
What do I know.
Maybe ask her.
[inmates speaking indistinctly.]
[Abel.]
I was gonna do big business.
I was gonna have a good life.
And here I am.
[inmate wailing.]
[Abel.]
You're young, pretty.
You've got your whole life in front of you, don't you? [muffled siren wailing.]
Yeah.
[laughs.]
That's my little girl.
[Abel.]
You look just like me.
[Abel gasps.]
You have my eyes, don't you? [music rises.]
[Abel.]
My gaze.
So alike.
You know we could get out of this place together.
Get me some money.
Get me out of here.
Mm.
I don't have any.
[Abel chuckles.]
I didn't have any either when I was young.
[music builds eerily.]
Girls like you know a lot of things.
Time's up.
Come on, Abel.
[inmate yells indistinctly.]
Abel, let's go.
[inmates speaking indistinctly.]
[inmates yelling, wailing.]
[music crescendos.]
[sound echoing.]
- [Rodolfo sighs.]
- [Bruno.]
Rodolfo.
[crickets chirping.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[music rises.]
[water lapping.]
[Bruno crying.]
[Bruno.]
I'm sorry.
Please, forgive me.
[Bruno sniffling.]
- [Bruno.]
My mama - Shh.
I know.
I wanna live here.
- Of course.
- Rodolfo I'm sorry that I never called you papa.
And I'm sorry about that because you are my papa.
[elevator chiming.]
[elevator doors closing.]
[footsteps.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[man sighing.]
[sighing.]
[panting.]
[music builds.]
[suspenseful electronic music plays.]
[Mariana sobbing.]
[Mariana gasping, sniffling.]
[sighing.]
[inhaling.]
[church bell ringing.]
[beeping.]
[electronic music plays.]
[distant sirens wailing.]
[helicopter approaching.]
[sirens blaring.]
[officer.]
Right behind you.
Move, move! [siren blares.]
[officer.]
To the base! Go, go! [muffled sirens wailing.]
[sighing.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[officer 1.]
Upstairs! [officer 2.]
Federal police! [crowd screaming.]
POLICE I want to report a man.
[César.]
A criminal who killed several women.
[César.]
Sergio Hernández.
[dramatic music plays.]
- [officer 1.]
Go.
Move! go! - [officer 2.]
Show them the exits.
Go! Everybody, get out of the way.
[sirens wailing.]
[officer.]
This way.
Go check the elevators.
[indistinct chatter, people screaming.]
[raid over speakers.]
[muffled screaming.]
[sirens wailing.]
[helicopter circling.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[officer.]
Let's go! [indistinct yelling, screaming.]
[muffled chatter.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[woman.]
Come on! [police radio chatter.]
[women screaming.]
[officer.]
Let's go.
Keep moving.
[planes taking off.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[muffled sirens wailing.]
[officer 1.]
Excuse me.
Excuse me, please.
[officer 1.]
Excuse me, please.
[officer 2.]
Sergio Hernández.
Hands where we can seem them.
Now! [indistinct chatter.]
[sirens wailing.]
[somber melodic music plays.]
[music crescendos.]
[door unlocking.]
[Lorenzo stepping quietly.]
[eerie instrumental music plays.]
[door shutting softly.]
[music crescendos.]
- [door slams.]
- [Clara whimpers.]
[José.]
Lorenzo.
All right, asshole, what the hell is this? - [Lorenzo.]
Explain yourself.
- Lorenzo, please don't think that I mean, if you wanted to get inside this, why wait so long? You could've just done it.
- Listen to me.
I swear - [Lorenzo.]
Shh-shh.
Don't swear a thing.
At this point, your words mean nothing.
Why did you come to my office and put on a big show, José María? [Lorenzo.]
Crying to me.
Begging me.
And the moment I come here to talk to you, I find you in bed with the fucking surrogate.
- [Lorenzo.]
What is this? - [crashing.]
[Moncho.]
Faggot motherfuckers, where are you? - Where are you, assholes? - What's happening? - [Lorenzo.]
What's happening here? - Came for my money.
- I want more liquor.
- Calm down.
All right? Relax, calm down.
- [Moncho.]
I want more liquor, asshole.
- Over there.
Please.
As much as you need.
[Moncho.]
Where's my dough? Where's my money, fucker? Huh? - We don't have your money.
- Shh.
- Where's my cash, assholes? - [Lorenzo.]
Look out! - Just a sec.
- [Moncho.]
I want my money! [Lorenzo.]
Here.
José, give me your ring.
- That's enough bullshit! - [Clara.]
No! Hey! - Don't be an idiot! He's a lawyer.
- Fuck you! Shut up, you bitch! - [Moncho.]
This is all your fault.
- No! Moncho! - [Moncho.]
Lick the floor! - No! - [Moncho.]
Lick the floor, motherfucker.
- [Clara.]
Hey! - You'd better put your mouth on it.
- No, please stop.
- [Moncho.]
Do it! - [Clara screams.]
[Moncho.]
I'll kill you! - Ahh! - [Clara screaming.]
- [Moncho moaning.]
- [crying.]
No.
- [Moncho groaning.]
- [José and Lorenzo panting.]
- [Clara gasping.]
- [Lorenzo.]
Oh.
[José gasping.]
[all panting.]
[Lorenzo.]
Oh.
[suspenseful instrumental music plays.]
[dog barking.]
[music rises eerily.]
[hurried knocking.]
[Marifer.]
Álex, open up! Shit! Did you see the news? They arrested that partner of César's.
The police shut down the casino.
You did this to them, right? - [door shuts.]
- [Álex.]
Why are you here? I knew it was you from the minute I heard.
[gasps.]
You're my fucking hero, cabrón.
You made them pay for being criminals and cocksuckers.
So what? What's up with César? I have no idea.
- He should be in jail, the bastard.
- This is the best news you could give me.
Shit, we have to celebrate.
If your girlfriend lets you.
Hey.
Don't look at me like that.
I was only saying it because I don't want you to have problems.
[sighing.]
Elisa's on a flight to Madrid right now.
I see.
Then we shouldn't really celebrate.
[somber music plays.]
What you need is consolation.
- [sighing.]
I need to be alone.
- Oh.
Why? - Marifer, what are you doing? - The two of us have a history.
- Did you forget everything we did? - Come on.
- [Marifer kisses.]
- [Álex sighs.]
It would get crazy.
[sighs.]
Fuck.
[Marifer.]
You forget all the times we fucked? All over the place.
Remember? - [air rushing.]
- [both panting.]
[Marifer.]
We fucked in your bedroom [Álex kissing.]
in the bathroom.
It was hot.
[giggling.]
[both panting, kissing.]
[Marifer.]
A little affection never hurt anyone.
[both panting.]
[Álex grunting, kissing.]
[eerie synth music plays.]
[both panting, kissing.]
[phone buzzing.]
[music builds.]
INCOMING CALL [suspenseful electronic music plays.]
[music rising.]
[music crescendos.]
[fast-tempo electronic music plays.]
Don't let a monster through your door ♪ She will make a nest under your floor ♪ If you lock the dragon in a cage ♪ He'll do anything he needs to get away ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Fee fi fo fum ♪ Look at what we done ♪ Don't leave a dragon in the woods ♪ You might, but said you never should ♪ If you tie a dragon to a tree ♪ He'll do anything he can to break free ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Put it out ♪ There is a fire ♪ And we do not have the water To put it out ♪ Fire ♪