Fuck.
We have to get out now.
-There's no exit. -Scorpions hate fire, right?
-You got your COVID gel? Your hydrogel! -Right pocket.
Come on, hurry.
-Nasty bug. -Lighter.
-Go. -Citlali.
-It's working. -Yes.
Great, now we have to stay here forever.
-What are you doing? -We can make torches with these.
-But they're relics. -Leo, your sleeves.
-Why not yours? -I don't have any.
Right.
Forgive them, Gonzalo. They know nothing.
-The water. -First pocket.
No, it's weird.
What's wrong?
It rained all night. It should be flooded.
There must be some kind of drainage.
-We can get out like the water. -Search the ground!
The hydrogel's running out.
It gets out here.
Here. You can hear water running.
It's here!
Under the stone lid.
But how do we lift it?
Hey, the fire's going out. Hurry up!
I'll smash that lid off. Move!
The Mayas, dude. Groundwater. It flows into a sinkhole or something.
"Or something."
Better than scorpions, right?
-Go! -Okay.
Right. Go down.
Come on. Hurry, everyone.
Hey, don't push me.
-It's so narrow in here. -Leo.
Go first. I've got your back.
Leo, let's go!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Are you okay?
Is everyone okay?
Leo?
Where's Leo?
Leo?
-Help! -Leo?
Help.
Help!
-Leo? -Over here.
Come on.
You've got him?
Are you okay?
-You alright? -Are you okay?
-Leo, what's wrong? -My leg.
-My leg! -Which one?
He's been stung.
Shit. Fuck!
You need to calm down. Leo.
Breathe slowly.
We've got to get him out of here. Let's go.
I have dexamethasone in the van.
I don't mean to bother, but after the tomb experience,
how are we going to find the gold?
Is there a riddle, a map, a weird stone
that shows up in our magical adventures,
or what's next?
I'd like to know what the hell we're going to do.
-Let's save Leo first, then talk about it. -Yes, later.
Remember I was rich until you were resurrected.
Hey, the van's not here.
Someone took it.
Look, we can follow the tire tracks.
This can't be, dude.
Good evening!
Fuel smugglers.
Fuel-scumbags?
Dangerous people.
Fuel thieves.
They steal fuel.
Hey, maybe they can repair our van.
Or give us a ride to the hospital.
Right, and invite us for beer and tacos.
We should get the van back.
No, forget it.
They'll drain the tank and sell the van in parts.
Sorry, TiWi.
It's okay.
It served its purpose.
Besides, it's material.
It's the memories that count.
I had my wildest nights of passion in that van.
We'll have to get it back by force.
-You saw how many there are. -I've survived worse.
-Like on the plane? -That's one.
-No one ever asked how I landed. -How?
Shit.
It's occupied.
Who the fuck are you?
Hey!
No.
Hey!
Hey! Stop, motherfucker.
Stop, you bastard!
What the fuck?
Goddamn it.
Your partners fooled you.
What?
The Bandidos.
They lied to you.
No.
I know Miguel well.
I'm one step ahead.
Maybe, but…
you don't know Lilí.
You'll always be three steps behind her.
What do you mean?
They're not looking for Moctezuma's gold.
My father was a global eminence in jewelry.
Few people know this,
but many pieces from The Night of Sorrows appeared on the black market.
That gold is spent.
At least most of it.
Then we're wasting our time.
There was also a jewel,
a huge unique diamond,
with an almost orange glow inside.
The Tear of Fire.
The most beautiful diamond ever seen.
I never heard of any--
There's a lot you don't know.
We got to the party.
It's Pepa's birthday.
Look, chief.
Look what we brought for you.
This one has worm ears.
And this one is like my beer, ice-cold.
Just skin and bones.
A standing lizard that has teeth and bites.
What are you looking at?
These are some tasty muscles.
Call Pioja.
This one must have two good kidneys. Might be worth it.
-My friend needs a doctor. -What?
You think I'm Mother Teresa of "Colcutta" or what?
It's Calcutta.
Take them all to the fucking pound!
Except for the ripped one.
He's going to entertain us by fighting on my birthday!
I've got him.
Here.
-Careful. -Put him here.
Watch his head.
They're going to kill us for our organs.
And they took my fucking computer.
Your computer? Shut up.
What? It had my video game on it.
And now they'll kill us all here.
He's burning up.
I'm not going to fight.
And here I was thinking about letting you and all your friends go.
Be a man, dude!
I mean,
if you make it out alive!
But take off your shirt. I want to see your ass… I mean, muscles.
Hey, you heard the chief.
Let the fight begin!
You'll be okay.
Goddamn.
You can't fall asleep.
Stay with me, okay?
I want to tell you about Paris.
What about Paris?
I did go.
Don't try to fix it, Lucas.
Seriously.
Forget it.
I bought my ticket,
I waited there alone for a long time.
You had a leather jacket with studs.
And skinny jeans.
And your tall black boots matched your jacket.
I don't get it. Were you spying on me or something?
Why didn't you come up to me?
I loved your aviator glasses.
You looked great.
Why didn't you tell me then, Lucas?
I didn't have the guts.
Lucas, I know all of this may be new to you,
and it can be scary,
but it's scary for me too.
And I did go.
As we'd agreed.
Can I make it up to you?
-No. -Anything.
-It's over, besides-- -Please. Anything.
I'm seeing someone.
Right.
Giddy up, horsey!
What were you bastards trained for?
Come on, asshole. Fight like a man.
Get up!
This dude is getting paler and paler.
He's with the bad guys.
I know.
Rule number 11, remember?
We wouldn't have escaped if they didn't think he was with them.
Look.
He's been tortured for months.
And who knows what else.
He'd never betray me.
Do you love him?
We basically became adults together.
He's asleep. What now?
-To bring the fever down. -And annoy him a little.
Fuck you.
Don't let him fall asleep.
I'M SORRY, MOM
Alex.
What? What's wrong?
Nobody wants to fight.
Nobody wants to fight? Then you go.
Me? No, I'm no good at that.
I can use you.
No, I'll get someone else.
I'll go, chief, if you want.
Go on then.
Who else is joining?
-I'll go, chief. -Me too.
Miguel, he's not breathing.
-We need to puncture his lung. -What?
Does anyone have a pen?
Oh, great.
Here.
-Something to cut with? -Alex has something.
Miguel, are you sure?
He's in anaphylactic shock.
No puncture, and he'll die.
Hold him.
Okay.
Thank you.
Don't thank me. If we don't get out of here, he'll die.
Choke him!
That's it! Choke him!
Choke him good!
Out!
Canché.
I need your help.
-Are you okay? -Yeah.
I beat everyone.
Did you get beat up badly?
You should see the other guys.
So, I've done my part.
It's your turn.
Too much muscle, too little brains.
You really thought I'd let you walk just like that?
Lock him up here with all of them.
What a bitch.
Hey. We need a doctor.
You're disgusting!
Yes, you, piece of shit.
You're so ugly, you look like a troll.
What are you doing?
Look, standing lizard.
You want me to kill you here in front of all your friends?
You're not so disgusting up close.
What?
Who do you think you're messing with?
Give me ten minutes, and you'll be the prettiest at the party.
In return, save my friend.
I need makeup.
Here.
Here's your stuff.
-Thanks. -I kept the suitcase.
Let's see.
This, in the wrong hands, can make you look like a cartoon.
But that's not the case, so you're in luck.
What's your skin care routine?
Sorry, what's your facial care routine?
Do you wash your face well? Facial toner? Eye contour? That's very important.
What the hell do you put on your face?
Listen, lizard.
If you make fun of me, we'll see who ends up uglier. Okay?
Not in the face, please.
Don't.
You're good.
Now keep your word.
He won't last much longer.
His pulse is weak.
A doctor's coming.
If that's what that lunatic said, it's worthless.
Shut up.
I believe her.
What are you afraid of?
She looks just like the smuggler.
She's my duality.
She's my twin sister.
Today is also my birthday.
But let's check on the sick man.
He needs epinephrine.
I'm not that kind of doctor.
Jesus, Miguel. She's a healer.
They call me Pachita.
And I'm not a healer.
I'm a world linker.
A shaman.
Licensed.
I've brought back many half-way to the underworld,
but I can go back to where I came from.
No, please. Do whatever it takes.
Then stand back and let me work.
What?
Don't you believe it?
Or are you afraid?
-No. What's she doing? -Hold on.
-What's she doing? -Accessing the lattice.
-The fetish? -"Lattice."
Lattice. It's a fundamental structure,
like a mesh,
a perfectly symmetrical energetic matrix.
What?
Like a hologram.
What?
My mom once told me
about a shaman who can undo organs and remake them.
Exactly. They can transform reality.
The scorpion's venom…
-It's magical. -Right, magical.
A scorpion from the cave.
You were lucky.
If it had been a small one,
he would be dead by now.
I was once stung by one.
And it was small.
Seriously?
What happened to you?
-I didn't die. -Such wisdom in the communities.
Sorry.
I'm done, so I'll take off.
Why isn't he waking up?
I don't have that power.
I'm merely a vehicle.
The gods are the givers and takers of life.
That's easy. I'm a vehicle too. High five.
But will he wake up?
We have to wait.
Then you stay too.
Let's wait, then.
You're not drunk, are you?
Pachita.
Where did you get that necklace?
It's not from this region. It's Aztec.
My mom gave it to me.
She got it from her mom.
It's gone from mothers to daughters
for many generations.
It's beautiful.
Yes. Yes, it is.
I know about it.
It belongs to the treasure of Moctezuma.
I don't think so.
Our people were enslaved by the Spaniards.
But a Maya woman paid for our freedom.
She gave this pendant to my great-great-grandmother.
A woman?
Who was she?
Why are you here?
What do you seek in the jungle?
You answered a question with another question.
Funny, isn't it?
Scorpions don't sting for no reason.
You're bothering the gods.
No way.
-What happened? -You're alive.
Are you looking at me?
Don't scare me like that again.
-You almost died. -What?
You almost died.
Oh God.
How long was I asleep?
I was scared to death! God.
Why are we here?
Great. He doesn't remember.
Don't you remember? You almost died.
I'll tell you about it later.
Are you okay?
I can't believe it.
I was scared shitless.
My God.
What's he doing? They'll see us.
Watch and learn.
You almost died.
No…
What did I tell you? This kid has a gift.
-Good job. -Well done.
-You sure this isn't dangerous? -Lucas, don't start.
Come on, hurry.
The bigger the chaos, the closer the solution.
How did you get in?
Who the fuck are you?
Police.
I already paid my dues, so cut the crap.
I'm not that kind of police.
So what do you want?
Release the prisoners.
You've got some nerve coming alone to threaten me on my own ranch.
My best officers are surrounding your property.
I was so comfortable in my bed.
Who the fuck are you?
Freeze!
Police! Put down your weapons.
-Put it down, old man. -Hey!
Leave him alone. Or we burn everything.
No! Don't light that.
There are gas tanks.
If you light it,
we'll all be blown to pieces.
Let them go!
Put down your weapons.
They can go to hell.
You heard her!
Back off!
Fucking white lizards. Get out!
I opened a lock.
You and I need to talk.
Tell me you at least found the treasure.
Why do I even ask?
On the bright side, those assholes fixed the truck.
And for free.
Canché?
Welcome to Wilson Tours.
Oh, sister.
Look what they did to you.
Those assholes ruined our birthday.
Don't get angry.
It'll only make your mouth more twisted. I told you I can help.
I'm fine like this.
I'd rather be scary than pitiful.
I'm not like mom, Pepa.
I don't care about your life, or your business.
But sometimes you're blind.
I know you.
Out with it.
Those whities.
Don't you wonder what they were doing in the jungle?
You really think they're tourists?
I hate it when you get like this.
They're looking for the treasure.
Moctezuma's gold.
That gold does not belong to them.
It'll be much safer in our hands.
Gold.
Pepa.
I'm out of here.
Bye.
Hey, Canché.
So? Where was the backup, Canché?
Really, Inés?
What am I?
Thanks.
I owe you tacos.
Tacos?
You owe me pork.
Okay.
What happened to you?
Wait for me in the car.
Bye.
Inés, I didn't know he was coming with us.
I found out too late.
He could've gotten hurt, Octavio.
I think you should give Alex and me some space.
It'll be good for us.
I swear he's with us. Trust me.
While we were escaping in Spain and I was shot…
I almost bled to death, and they caught up to us.
They told Leo they'd save me if he told them everything.
We have leverage if they think he's with them.
You don't need to explain.
It's okay.
Miguel…
That necklace,
the shaman's.
-You said it was in Moctezuma's treasure. -It was.
I saw it in Cortés' notes.
Do you think she found the treasure?
No, they wouldn't live like that.
She said a woman bought their freedom from the Spaniards.
-Did you know that story? -Lilí.
I'd love to help, really.
But I don't know if I can.
The person chasing me is a crazy woman.
The biggest psychopath I've ever met.
I'm off, see if I can work things out with Inés.
Good luck.
What else did your mom say about the shaman who remakes organs?
PLEASE ANSWER. IT'S URGENT. IT'S ABOUT YOUR MOM.
What's up, baby? I said I'd call when I got here.
She's gone?
No, I know. I'm coming. I'm sorry. I'm on my way.
-What's wrong? -I have to go home.
-I'll take you. -No, just tell them--
-I didn't ask, I'll take you. Let's go. -Hey.
Lucas…
Miguel…
Lilí told me what you did.
Thank you.
IF YOU WANT INFORMATION ABOUT LILÍ, MEET ME ACROSS FROM THE HOTEL NOW.
Shit, what now?
Where the fuck is Miguel?
I said where the fuck is Miguel!
Okay, calm down.
Easy, I'll tell you.
So you're the one who's been messing with Lilí her whole life.
She said that?
No, I figured it out myself.
She doesn't tell me anything.
"Lilí."
I like that name. Even more than Carlota.
So, what do you want?
I want to give you my side of the story.
WANTED
So you know a little more about the woman you fell in love with.
Everything's here.
Take it.
I'm not sure if I want to know. Not like this.
Take my advice, Miguel. Read the documents.
And be good.
Mano doesn't like it when people are rude to me.
Motherfucker!
Son of a bitch!