Excuse me.
Excuse me!
Excuse me, I just want to ask you a few questions.
Sir, I wanted to ask…
FAKE PROFILE
You planned all of this?
I had to get you out of Cartagena.
I can't stand to see your face, you bastard!
You make me sick. You make me upset, okay?
Camila, please understand.
Everything is real.
Including the job with Rivera.
You fucking blackmailer.
Do you want to go to jail? I can make that happen.
No, no, Camila.
What do I need to do to get you out of my life? What?
For you to love me again. I love you.
Enough! Get out of my life, you asshole!
Camila.
I don't want to live without you!
We found Ignacio Santos's body on a nearby beach.
So we're looking into what he did the weekend before his reservation.
-Boss. -Gosh, so sad.
What is it?
No, this can't be a coincidence.
Do you know him?
I think so.
Yeah, I remember he was a handsome guy,
and very nice too.
Franco.
I think his name was Franco.
You thought you could hide from me?
Hey, I like men too.
-Let's go to my cell. -It's too hot here.
It's better here!
Hold him there. Hold him.
Easy, easy.
-You won't fight? -I won't.
It's nicer here, isn't it?
Back away.
Get off him.
Back up.
-Cami, babe. -What?
Where were you? Germán is waiting for us.
Sure. I'll get ready.
Are you okay?
-Yes, I'm fine. -Good.
You smell nice. Come here. Business can wait.
-The party can wait. -David, stop. Stop.
I have to get ready, okay?
Five minutes. I'll be quick.
Okay.
-So? -Your four o'clock should be here soon.
-Great. -That couple tomorrow--
Lana, give me five minutes, please. Hold my calls. No patients.
Of course.
Excuse me.
Camila, what a surprise.
Sorry, Joaquín. I know you're busy.
But I really need to talk to you.
Miguel is here. Do you understand? He's here.
He got me this job with Germán Rivera.
Tell me what happened.
I can't control my body around him, and I'm scared of hurting David.
-Can I… -Cami!
Can I call you later?
-Whenever you want. -Thank you.
FLIGHTS TO MEXICO CITY
Camila Román. Welcome.
Pleasure to meet you.
You as well. I'm Olga, Germán Rivera's assistant.
-Olga, we meet at last. -Finally.
Let me introduce you to David. He's my husband, we just got married.
-Pleasure. -Congratulations.
-Silvina, my partner at the club. -Hello.
And Erika, our best dancer.
-Welcome. -Nice to meet you.
Come in. It's a pleasure to have you here.
Some mezcal?
-Of course. Thank you. -Thank you.
-My pleasure. -Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Go on, Germán is waiting for you.
Talk later.
Camila Román!
Excuse me.
-Finally! -How are you?
-Hi. -What a pleasure, Germán.
If I may be honest,
my computer screen doesn't do your eyes much justice.
-Thank you so much. -They shine.
Listen, I'm a huge fan of yours.
I've seen you a few times in Vegas.
While you're here visiting,
if you have the time, I would love to maybe talk business.
If you want, of course. I don't know.
Of course.
-Let's toast. -Yes, please.
-Let's get a drink. -Yes, I came here to do business.
-Such a businesswoman. -Of course.
I love that. Here.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
Use your left hand, for luck.
Hello.
-Erika and Silvina. -A pleasure.
Silvina…
Silvina Sarria.
Wonderful to see you.
You as well.
What a surprise.
How are you, Rivera?
Wow, it's like time has stopped for you.
-You look the same as when we met. -Oh, come on.
-I want you to feel at home. -Thank you so much.
You are all welcome.
I have some business to get to, but enjoy.
Thank you.
See you later.
You're making everyone jealous.
-He's nice. He's funny. -He's nice, right?
You need to calm down, okay?
Did you know that your husband had sexual relations with other men?
No.
He never had those inclinations.
Or maybe he just didn't tell you.
Are you certain, or are those just suspicions?
Ignacio Santos booked the same hotel
six times in the last four years.
He booked a room for two days, each time with a different guest.
Young men, of legal age.
We don't know who they are, but we do have video recordings.
It must have been when he went to Bogotá on business.
He always stayed two nights and…
Do you recognize someone?
I've seen this man before.
His name is Franco.
Where did you meet Franco?
When I lived at Riviera Esmeralda. He worked for some female residents.
Worked for? What job did he do?
He slept with them. He was an escort.
Did you ever request his services?
Do I strike you as a woman who needs to pay for sex?
I apologize.
I'm really sorry you had to find out like this.
I'll call you if I need anything.
Excuse me.
Excuse me, boss. May I have a word?
What now?
Camila Román went on a trip.
She landed this morning in Mexico City with her team.
Camila.
I can't talk right now, Indira.
I'm in a business meeting.
Look, this is not a joke. This is a police investigation.
I know that. Don't worry, I'm taking care of myself.
We'll talk soon.
How are you?
I saw you with Miguel.
Listen to me. You're like my sister.
I love you, Camila.
But I can't believe you'd do this to David.
-I'm-- -Days after getting married.
I haven't done anything, Eri. Nothing.
Miguel is always stalking me.
Don't play dumb.
He's stalking you because you lead him on.
-I what? -Yes!
-When did I do that, Erika? -He knows!
That guy is stalking me all the time.
I'm not leading him on. He won't leave me alone.
He wants you and he knows how to get you, Camila.
Okay, enough. Enough.
Ángela.
Vanne, hi.
-Hi. -Are you okay? What's wrong?
Want to come in?
No, I'm in a hurry. I only came because I'm worried.
-Did you see the news about Ignacio? -No, I didn't want to.
Well, right now we just need to be brave.
Sit tight, and reinforce our security systems.
Don't worry about that, it was always my dad's priority.
I can imagine.
Do you miss your father?
You shouldn't be alone.
Are you still coming for dinner tonight?
Of course, I told you.
I wouldn't miss the chance to try your food.
I hear you're a great cook.
That's an exaggeration.
You could've confirmed on WhatsApp, you know?
I know, but I needed an excuse to come over because…
Hey, you never need an excuse to come see me.
The thing is…
I saw you with Emanuel.
I wasn't eavesdropping, I went to get a glass of water.
I saw you too.
I wasn't going to say anything, but I did.
Really.
Look, the one good takeaway from my time in jail
is that you learn to appreciate what you have
and not worry about social rules that aren't really important.
You cutie.
Oh! My lipstick…
Dinner will be delicious.
-See you tonight. -Right. See you tonight.
You fell asleep.
Can you believe it?
Me taking a nap on a Thursday afternoon?
What did you dream about?
I don't know.
I don't remember.
Why?
Because it seemed like you were having a great time.
Liar.
-You liar. No, sir. -Yes, seriously.
You're making fun of me.
For real.
But I can tell you all about it…
after we take a shower together, so we save water.
And go to dinner afterwards.
Don't you have work?
No. Not today.
I set my own schedule at the firm,
so I'm good.
I see why you are so free.
Having my freedom is crucial.
But I can trade it for something, or someone, depending on who.
That's me. That's me!
Hello.
Hi, Mom.
Tebi.
Hi, sweetie.
Where are you? Are you at school?
Yes. I'm almost done. You?
I was in a meeting.
-But I'm walking into the office, why? -No, no. It's nothing.
I just wondered if you were nearby,
and I could get a ride home.
No. Sorry, hon. This meeting is running long.
Okay.
See you at home then. Love you.
Love you more.
That was my son.
A meeting under the sheets?
Thank you for a wonderful afternoon.
And for my book.
You surprised me.
I've been trying to get my hands on a copy of Difficult Light.
I'm glad you like it.
It's been sold out forever. You surprised me.
-Nice. -Thank you.
Hey, I'm really hungry. What if we get something to eat?
I would love to, but I have motherly duties to tend to.
But you can have one beer.
Just one beer and we're done.
You'll be rid of me.
-One. -One.
Here's your table, miss.
We were waiting for you. I'll take your bag.
-Thank you. -Here.
Hey, can you get me two beers, please?
-Michelada? -Plain.
-Okay. -Thank you.
Thank you.
Let's pick a random page.
Son of a bitch!
-What the hell, man? -Matteo! Come back here!
-Shit! -I know, but…
-Now I feel bad. -Don't worry.
Ignacio too?
Yes.
There. You have your proof.
I'm innocent.
This guy was killed, and I'm here, I haven't escaped.
It's the law of physics, you know? If he's dead and I'm here--
Ignacio Santos was murdered three weeks ago.
I don't care if he died, or if his grandmother died,
I don't know him.
But you knew he was married and had a family.
What a stupid question! I didn't know! I don't ask what I don't want to know.
I'd imagine.
When did you arrive in Cartagena?
A while ago. Why?
"A while ago."
Because I'm sick of your lies.
I don't know how to make you believe me. I already told you everything.
You want me to believe you?
Give me a list of all the people you worked for as an escort.
There's no list, it doesn't work like that.
You should do some research before asking stupid questions.
This guy…
He booked me two months in advance.
I was no longer working as an escort. I thought he was hot, so I met him.
That doesn't mean that I still work as an escort.
Names of the men and women you worked for at Riviera Esmeralda,
Franco.
Gloria, is Ángela in her office?
Yes, sir. But she's busy with the police.
Can I help you with anything?
No, no.
Nothing important. Thank you.
Detective,
no one wants to find an answer more than I do.
What I mean is… I won't be at peace
until my brother's murderer pays for what he did.
But I don't have any more information about that person.
I don't know what else to say.
Inti Valderrama can be linked to three of the four victims,
including your brother.
I don't want to bother you, but I really need information.
Of course.
I know you were one of his clients.
So,
why don't we start from the beginning?
How and where did you meet him?
What's wrong?
Why the long face? What's the matter?
-What's wrong? -Nothing.
I'd like to know too.
I'd just like to know when we can talk about Golden Lips in Mexico.
That's what we came for, right?
Right.
Don't worry, Camila Román.
Your dream will come true.
It's a fantastic idea,
and I'm looking forward to working on it.
-Yes! -Let's toast.
-Cheers! You deserve it, girl! -Cheers!
Relax. Let's celebrate.
I agree.
-Some water. -Cheers.
You came to ruin the party. Leave before she sees you!
Stop, I just want to talk to Camila. Five minutes!
You don't want to talk.
What you want is sex.
You're not fooling me, Miguel.
You think I don't know what your intentions are?
What I want with Camila is my business. Leave me alone!
No, I won't fucking leave you alone!
It's my business too. She's my friend, and you'll ruin her marriage.
-Erika, enough! -And it's all for your fucking ego!
-What the hell is going on? -Finally!
-Why are you here? -Can we talk?
-Go! Never talk to her like that again! -What's wrong?
-I came to talk. That's all. -I said go!
-Let's go. -Hey.
-Help me! He's drunk! -Security.
-He's groping me! -I'm not doing anything!
-He groped me! -You need to leave.
It's not true! Don't touch me!
-I didn't do anything! -You have to go.
I don't want you to come back here. And don't touch me again, asshole.
-Are you serious? -Just leave.
-Take him away. -Can we talk?
Get off me.
No way. Am I having dinner alone again?
Sorry, sweetie. I'm having dinner at the Del Ríos'.
-Do you want to come? -No, thanks.
I have like 400 pages of biology to read.
Oh, that's a lot. You poor thing.
How was your day? Did you work a lot?
Yes, same as always.
Hey, what was your Tinder date's name?
-Why do you ask? -You can tell me everything, you know?
Honey, I know.
If there was something important, I'd tell you.
I know you're trying to rebuild your life, and all I want is to protect you.
Okay.
-I love you. -Me too.
As for food,
ask Sharon.
Gastaldi Vera, Matteo Lucio.
REPUBLIC OF COLOMBIA PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION
DATE OF BIRTH
Oh my God.
Vannessa, this looks delicious.
-Wow, you are a pro. -What did I tell you?
-Dig in. -Thanks. I knew it would be divine.
This is a fideuà.
It's not complicated.
Okay.
It's not complicated for you, because you're a full-on chef.
But for me, someone who can't even fry an egg,
this is like a masterpiece.
It's delicious, Vannessa.
You're setting the bar for the next dinner.
Exactly.
It's a bit dry, isn't it?
What are you talking about?
It's delicious.
It's the way I always make it. You don't like it?
This is not a classic fideuà. I'm sorry.
My dear wife was probably distracted while she was preparing it.
Forgive me.
Didn't you taste it while you were cooking?
Don't listen to this fool.
You have a bad palate, really.
This is wonderful.
If you don't like it, I'll take the rest of it.
Me too. I agree.
Santiago doesn't know anything.
I do know. I've been eating fideuà for as long as I can remember.
My grandmother taught my mother, my mother taught Vannessa…
What about you?
Do you cook?
Not much.
Then hush.
If you're not cooking, best not to talk.
Since no gentlemen are here, let's serve Vannessa.
-I'll do it. -Great.
I'll help you.
We'll all help. Here you go. And a clam too.
And I want some more.
I like clams, thank you.
Vannessa, really, thank you.
This dinner…
-It's delightful. -Delicious.
Here's to you, chef.
-Cheers. -The best chef.
CARTAGENA PENITENTIARY
Inti Valderrama, outside.
Where are we going?
-Go. -I'm talking to you.
I thought you were in jail. Were you pardoned?
I was released.
Just like you and Ángela.
I see.
But unlike you, I'm innocent.
Innocent or not,
the judge and lawyers still accepted money to free you.
I know that in the past…
we've had our differences.
But we can talk it out.
Talk it out?
What do you want?
Where are you taking me? To church? Are we going to pray?
No, we're going to work.
Get in.
I even brought you clothes.
-Thank you. -Bye.
-I'll help you. -Please.
What happened?
You didn't have time to cook?
Santiago, nothing happened.
I told you, it's the same fideuà I always make.
I bet you spent the whole day at the spa,
wasting your time, like you always do,
when you knew very well we had guests for dinner.
How embarrassing.
Nobody else complained, Santiago.
If you didn't like it, you could've… kept quiet.
And that's it.
Nobody complained because they were being polite.
Because that shit was inedible.
Your only responsibility
is to pay attention
to small details like this one.
But lately…
you can't even do that one thing well.
What is wrong with you?
Nothing.
Sorry for not letting it go, but Santiago is a jackass.
He only perks up when money is discussed.
I don't doubt that. Poor Vannessa.
She seems so uncomfortable in those situations.
Plus, that fideuà was delicious.
-It was delish. -She's an amazing cook.
True.
I just don't get why women suffer for love.
Hey, we men also suffer for love.
Oh, sure.
"We men also suffer for love,"
says the guy who is single.
You're alone because you want to be.
I'm going to bed.
-Thank you. -Bye.
-Thank you.
Be careful, okay? Get her home.
-Of course. -Bye.
Are you taking me to my house
or will your golf cart's power run out?
I am going to take you to your house.
But on one condition.
You stop by my house first for a nightcap.
Okay?
Okay.
Did you see him again?
-No. -Really?
No. I've been on the lookout. He'd better not come back.
Good, then I'll leave with you.
No, no. You stay.
Enjoy the night, stay with David. Have an amazing time.
How about those two?
Don't tell anyone I'm leaving, okay?
-Text me when you get there? -I will.
Love you. Enjoy.
-I love you. -Me too. Have a great time.
You went to a party and didn't invite me.
Look, Matte, it was at my neighbors'. It was a dinner, not a party.
I'm just teasing you.
But if things continue the way they are…
I don't know, I think I should meet your neighbors, your friends.
And if you want…
meet Esteban too.
Isn't it a bit too soon?
Yes, you're right.
Sorry, I just…
I get like that.
Sometimes I get impulsive, and if I like something…
I don't know, I feel like…
I lose control.
That's dangerous.
Quite dangerous.
I have a natural tendency for addiction.
I can get addicted to all sorts of things.
Caffeine. Love, for example.
Well…
Welcome.
Thank you.
Let's see.
THE CHAMPION'S LIFE
ELITE ATHLETES
The famous athlete.
You don't play anymore?
Not right now, no.
I'm waiting for… an interesting offer.
But I'm in no rush.
Don't you miss competing?
Honestly?
No.
I like playing a sport.
Moving my body,
setting myself goals, all that.
The business side of soccer, the money, the power…
That bores me.
I see.
What about the competitive side?
I heard that what excites soccer players
is beating the other team.
Sometimes.
Maybe,
that…
that excitement…
can be achieved…
off the soccer field.
With just a little
strength.
Okay.
But,
strength is not everything, my dear neighbor.
-No? -No.
You also need a lot of skill.
-I just-- -And precision.
Cami?
Who's there?
No, please! No!
Help!
Let go!
Help!
You fucking psychopath!
I saw you.
I know you're the fucking murderer!
Thanks, man.
Erika!
Let go of me! Let go!
Erika!
Erika! Let me go!
Fucking let me go!
Let me go!
Erika, please!
Erika!
Wake up.
Call a fucking ambulance!
Erika!
Subtitle translation by: Mariela Rascioni