Sergio!
Don't fucking kill me!
Stop it! Please stop it!
I can't see!
Camila!
-Please don't kill me! -Camila!
They're gonna kill me!
I can't see!
-Let me go! No! -Relax!
-It's over! It's over! -Let go of me!
-It's fine. -Miguel!
I'm right here. I'm not leaving you.
-Someone pointed a gun at me. -Don't worry.
-Let's go, hurry, hurry! -Everyone in the field!
Come on! Over here!
Over here! Over here!
Don't shoot! I'm the one that called!
Secure the area!
-Indira? -Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Indira! Indira, I can't see!
Paramedic! Now!
We're here!
-We're here. Don't worry. -Sergio was with me.
Sergio was coming out with me.
I can't see. I can't see anything.
FAKE PROFILE
My father is a good man.
Was.
But these days, being good isn't enough.
Mom, are you okay?
It seems like you also need to know how to steal.
Unfortunately, Don Pedro Ferrer never learned how.
Are you all right?
I'll go get you a towel.
Why is it so difficult for us to be grateful to all those people
who've sacrificed their lives for our sake?
Know I have no doubt that my father is a hero,
and didn't have to die the way he did.
Surely not under those circumstances.
Never.
Dad. Dad!
Dad!
And believe me, I know that…
I know that…
there's a debt to pay.
Good morning, Shannon.
Well, let's see.
I can't take it anymore. Say something.
Come on, Just ask.
Ask me anything.
I feel I'm prepared for it.
Are you sure you're ready?
That's why I invited him.
So what was your impression?
Well, he's nice enough.
Mmm…
cultured and knows about cinema, literature,
He's handsome.
I get it. You don't have my blessing, but I get it.
I don't know. Take it slow. You just met the guy.
I know.
We haven't been together long, but Matteo isn't seeking adventure.
How about you?
You're not seeking adventure?
Oh, Tebi, but--
But what? You were a very young mother.
I don't know. It's natural that you'd want to regain your freedom, have fun, no?
What? Go out and live wild and free and sleep with everyone?
No, thank you. No.
Well, if we really like the Italian,
I support you.
Even if I'm dying of jealously.
This is good.
You know, he's totally right.
After that hellish divorce I went through,
I should be out there enjoying life like crazy.
Look, it's clear that you like Matteo a whole lot.
And I know you don't want to tie the knot, but…
-Ladies, good morning. -You should seize the moment. Morning.
Just enjoy it. You deserve it.
-I'm here. Barely, though. -Ángela, I saved you a spot.
I'm here.
Hey, everybody. Good morning.
-Morning. -Good morning.
Let's get started with today's class.
I want you to sit on your heels,
opening your knees to the width of the mat.
Bring your shoulders back.
Activate your core.
Take a deep breath in.
Arms towards the sky.
Good. Now sink your toes into the ground.
We raise our hips towards the sky and get into downward facing dog pose.
And we come back down to a plank.
That's it.
And now we open the right hand towards the sky,
hold firm on a side plank for thirty.
How is Camila?
They told me she's stable, but that's all I know right now.
But I don't get it, what the hell was she even doing there?
-No idea. -It makes no sense.
David.
How are you?
I figured you had something to do with all this, of course.
Miguel actually found her. And if it wasn't for him, Camila…
would've burned alive.
Regardless, you'd better get the hell out of here.
-Anything happens to Camila-- -First of all, I'm not gonna leave.
-Oh yeah? -And second, bring it down.
Gentleman! What are you doing? This is a hospital, for God's sake.
If you're going to keep fighting, please just take this outside, huh?
Camila deserves better.
David, I'm Joaquín Duval, your wife's psychiatrist.
Huh.
You have moderate eye damage in both eyes due to excessive smoke.
But in a couple of days, you'll regain your vision.
-Do I need to be admitted, doctor? -No.
You can go home and live a normal life, but with the necessary precautions.
Thank you.
Where is Sergio?
Died on the way to the hospital.
-Sergio? -Yeah.
I have some very good news to update you on.
I'm listening.
No, no, no. It has to be in person.
And tell the Spaniard to be ready, okay?
Good morning.
Sorry, I was looking for the swimming teacher.
Uh-huh, that's me.
-Ah. Oh, it's you. -Yeah.
Yeah, so I wanted some lessons.
-Today? -Yes, today.
Ah, well, at the moment, I'm training with women. Level one.
Can you handle that?
Honestly, no. I don't feel--
-Emanuel Bruna. -How are you?
It's great to have you in class.
You know, probably the best soccer player we've ever had!
Yeah? I fucking hate soccer.
Well, that's a shame.
-When will we see you on the field again? -Soon, soon. Let's hope so, yeah.
-Can I get a picture? -Yeah, of course.
-Great. -Yeah, let's go.
Come on, ladies!
Come on!
Come on, come on, come on! Class is starting! Come on!
A column of smoke and flames
completely consumed the cabin early this morning.
The cause of this incident is being investigated by the police…
I'm telling you, this place is cursed.
Vannessa, don't be an idiot, for God's sake.
This is no coincidence. It's all related to the crimes, Santiago.
I'm sure of it!
-Hi, Ángela. -Hello.
Did you hear about the neighbor?
Which neighbor?
Camila, from house U.
She almost burned alive.
-Wait, come again? -Yes.
All anybody knows is that there was a fire.
And on social media, they're saying she might've been blinded for life.
I'm already so overwhelmed. Oh, the children!
-I don't know what to-- -Excuse me, Ángela.
Vannessa, take my card.
Spend whatever you want, but calm down.
And if possible, don't lose it like you did with yours, okay?
Vannessa, I'm shocked by this news because…
Well, it's no secret that this woman really hurt me a lot, but…
not enough to actually wish her anything bad.
I mean, I wouldn't wish that in my worst moments, let alone now.
Because at the end of the day, it's not her fault.
Of course not. Poor woman, she didn't deserve it.
Of course…
I think we'd better wait and see what the police have to say. Don't you think?
Hmm.
Sure.
Well, see ya.
Aside from our love of sports,
you and I share more.
Ángela Ferrer.
Ring a bell?
Yeah, right?
Guys!
How was the class, Emanuel?
Excellent.
Mmm, wonderful. He's a really good instructor.
He's excellent at everything.
Didn't you leave?
Yeah, Ángela, I'm sorry, but I needed to talk to you. Sorry.
I'm glad you came back because I also wanted to talk to you.
-Sit down. -It's about what happened.
What do you need to tell me?
That you regret it, or…
you're going to say that it should never have happened,
that it won't ever happen again? Hmm?
No, that it was…
the most beautiful feeling I've had in years.
And not only because of what happened, but… because of you.
You are an extraordinary woman, Ángela.
I just feel like every…
every second that I'm with you, I lose my head.
What terrifies me is the more I get to know you, the more vertigo I feel.
Vertigo?
Vertigo…
But why?
Fear.
I'm scared that this is getting out of hand.
You've been married, Ángela.
How long can I last in an unhappy marriage?
Months? Years? Decades?
Even forever?
How long can someone survive without a touch, a hug?
I'm sorry.
Come here.
Please sit.
You are also a very special friend to me, you know?
In fact, I would say that since I got back…
you're the best thing in my life.
I feel the same.
Thank you, for being here.
Oh, Camila, come on.
No way we were leaving you alone.
It's a very nice house.
You want me to go get you something to eat? Anything?
No, I think we're good.
-But I'll check the kitchen anyway. -Okay.
Would you rather I… leave you alone?
No.
Although, there's no need for you to feel obligated to be here.
Ah, right, I guess they had to force me to come running here
when I found out that you almost got killed in a fire.
David, we haven't been able to discuss anything about us,
but I really did not mean to hurt you.
Please forgive me. I'm sorry.
Camila, this is not the time to talk about it. Don't worry.
The reality is that you and I are no longer together, but I…
want you to know that…
I really regret everything that happened.
And you need to know that I do this because I want to.
Because I feel like it.
Regardless of everything that happened between us,
please know that I still worry.
Especially knowing what's going on with that killer.
Take care.
Please be careful.
Thanks.
-Look out for her. -I'll walk you out.
Thank you.
Sergio died doing what he loved most.
He'd still be alive if I hadn't taken him to that island.
I won't tell you not to blame yourself
because you're a professional and you know what you're doing.
Yes, finding our killer, that is what I am doing.
Find the killer and see if that helps me get rid of all this pain.
How about the cabin? Did you find anything inside?
Yes.
More than I expected.
Almost everything was burned in the fire.
But in the room that remained, the team discovered traces of scopolamine
as well as semen residue.
I thought it would be impossible to cross-reference, but I was wrong.
It's from Miguel Estévez.
He was on file for faking his identity back in 2023.
We were able to match it.
Tebi, how are you?
That's what my mom calls me. No one else does.
-She always mentions you by that name-- -So you thought you could call me that.
But that's not how things work in this house.
Okay. All right. I'm sorry.
-What are you watching? -What?
My mom said you're going to the movies. What are you watching?
I'm gonna take her to watch a classic that's showing downtown, Casablanca.
You want to join us?
-The one by Michael Curtiz. -Exactly.
Wait, so you think that by taking my mom to see a classic film,
you're going to be able to take her to bed, or what?
Hey, Esteban, cut me some slack, bro.
I promise I have no bad intentions toward your mother.
On the contrary, I respect her very much, okay?
And all I want to do is make her happy.
Not sure if I will, but you trust me that I will not hurt her.
I hope not.
Because I will kill you.
Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
-Am I late? -No, you're perfect as always.
Thanks.
Hey, I invited Esteban to come along with us.
-Really? -Yes.
-What a great idea. Shall we? -All right.
Let's go!
The doctor said that it's normal to continue having blurry vision.
-But, well, it'll go away. -Well…
Of course it's normal.
I'm sure you'll recover very soon.
Miguel, I don't know if I should tell you this, but…
thanks for rescuing me.
there's no need to say thanks.
Seriously.
What I don't understand is what you were doing on that abandoned island.
The information you gave me was crystal clear.
You better hope the information I give the police is also crystal clear
because they are thinking right now exactly the same thing as I am.
Come on, Camila.
I went to that island because we agreed on it.
That we'd meet on the island.
That's not true.
What are you talking about? I never said that.
-You never said that? -No.
You won't believe me,
but you love this wonderful place where I am right now.
I don't know why, Miguel, but I thought of you.
If you still think that what we have can survive, come and see me.
No pressure, no excuses.
I'll share my location.
Come or don't come. No explanations needed.
But if you come, you won't regret it.
You think it could be fake?
When witnesses insist on lying to me, who know what's real, right?
No, of course I'm not lying to you, Indira.
I didn't record that audio, nor did I send it.
I know.
Camila says she didn't record it. What do you think?
If she says she didn't record it, then she didn't, detective.
-Where are you going? -Excuse me.
I'm sorry, but you're going to have to come with me to the station.
I need to take your cell phone to be examined at our lab
while you explain to me how you got there
and what you were doing that day on Manacoa.
Let's go.
You're telling me you received Camila's message
from an unknown cell phone and decided to go look for her
on an island that you can't even find on a map?
Don't look at me like that.
That's what happened.
We found traces of your DNA on the island.
Well, as I said, detective, I told you I was there.
-I rescued her. -Yes, you rescued her.
Hmm.
Then why did we find traces of-- of your semen?
-My semen? -Your semen.
Was that part of the rescue plan, or was it improvised along the way?
That's impossible.
I didn't have sex with Camila, neither on the island nor anywhere else.
That's the honest truth.
Tell me from the beginning what happened, and spare no details.
Isn't there even the slightest possibility that it was you who sent that message?
It wasn't me, Joaquín.
Do you recall what you did earlier that night?
The exact same thing I was doing all night.
I was waiting by myself.
Besides, I literally had no service on my cell phone,
so there's no way I could have sent that message.
Mm-hmm.
I guess I have some memories, but they're all very blurry, and--
No, no, don't overdo it.
Let those memories come on their own, okay?
-How did you get to the island? -We have a small boat nobody uses.
Just before reaching the island, I began seeing some flames,
with no clue where they were coming from.
That's why I left the boat and ran across the beach.
Look, detective.
If you want to find the killer, don't keep wasting your time on me.
Because I love that woman.
I love Camila, and it's time you understood that.
-Hello. -Hi.
I'm the neighbor from across the street.
I hope I'm not intruding, but I wanted to check on Camila.
-She's much better, thankfully. -Wonderful. That's wonderful.
I just quickly stopped by to give her this. Is that a problem?
No. May I take them?
Sure.
-Thank you. -Camila!
Unfortunately, she's currently sleeping.
She can't receive visitors.
Yeah, I can imagine.
I'm really sorry this happened to her.
Yes.
I'm Joaquín, her psychiatrist.
Ángela Ferrer.
She's very fortunate, isn't she, to have a psychiatrist at home.
No, I'm just here to support her in this process.
Camila.
-Ángela, how are you? -Wow.
Better than you, for sure.
I couldn't help but stop by and see how you're doing.
No, no.
I'm sorry, I can't. The bruises.
Of course. Apologies.
But how can I not worry? We're all…
We're a community.
Our mighty sorority, right?
What happened to you is horrifying. I can't imagine what you're feeling.
Well, the important thing is that she's okay now. It's all over.
Exactly. Exactly.
Remember, my house is across the street.
Whatever you need, please don't hesitate to reach out, okay?
Camila,
I know it doesn't seem like it, but we want to accomplish the same thing.
I, for one, will not rest
until I find who's responsible for the death of my brother,
and perhaps the one responsible for all these atrocities.
You take care.
Excuse me.
Is he okay?
He's like that all the time. He's always so angry.
That is true.
Hi, sweetie.
Hi.
Mom, their still investigating what happened to Uncle right?
Of course they are, sweetie.
You can be sure the police will do their job.
They'll do it right, and they'll get the murderer.
Yes, look, can you wait upstairs?
-Yeah. -I'll be right up.
I want to show you something.
-Of course. Love you. -Mm-hmm.
How fitting of you to visit.
I thought you'd be, I don't know, in therapy, for example.
I had an emergency.
Work related, I imagine.
Since you're so dedicated to your new company.
Why can't you be honest?
Tell me.
You came because you found out that Camila Román returned to the complex.
Just say it. It's easy.
I came for my kids.
Did you know that the police actually came to my house asking for you?
Really?
Yes, wanting to understand
what you were doing on an abandoned island at that time of night.
And to be honest, I'm wondering the same thing.
How did you happen to be there to save Camila?
I already talked to the police, and everything's clear.
So, relax. Don't worry.
And I imagine that whatever you told them, they believed you.
Because who's going to question such a solid alibi?
Especially coming from you,
a guy whose superhero look is just undeniable.
For your information,
Camila sent me a message recorded from the island.
That message is already with the police.
And you ran there to rescue her. Always ready, like the scouts.
She almost died. Go figure.
It wouldn't be the first time she's close to dying.
Why are you so heartless, Ángela?
And what part of this whole thing should be hurting so much, Miguel?
You know what?
Forget it.
It wasn't even Camila who sent the message.
No?
No, the message was fake audio.
Artificial intelligence. Imagine that.
Oh my God. How far has technology come?
Absolutely.
And by the way, what did you do yesterday?
Around that time.
Yeah, I'm glad you asked me that.
-Because I always lead with the truth. -Of course.
I'm actually seeing someone.
In fact…
…I'm so late.
Have a great date.
Besides being a movie buff, charming, athletic…
…the Italian is a master chef, isn't he?
I heard that, Esteban.
And no, I am simply an aficionado.
-All right, let me serve you guys. -Thank you.
But seriously, how did you do all this so quickly?
It's pasta.
Next time, I'll prepare something more elaborate, okay?
So, the whole Italian blood thing is real.
I thought it was your strategy for seducing women.
-Tebi. -What?
Honey, why would you say that?
No, no, no. It's true.
I mean, it's true that part of my family is Italian.
Well…
Mmm.
Which part of Italy are you from?
Mamma mia, Esteban.
I didn't know you liked speaking Italian.
My paternal grandfather was from Vigasio, near Verona.
From the homeland of Romeo and Juliet?
Exactly.
Salud.
Cheers.
-Salud, Esteban. -Salud.
Thank you for the pasta and for the movie.
You're welcome here anytime, Esteban.
-Bye, sweetie. -Are you staying over?
No. I'll see you at home later.
Okay. Take care.
You too.
Goodnight.
Oh, I'm sorry.
For everything that he said.
Don't worry. No, he meant well.
I don't know. Well, he can be possessive
and sometimes gets intense about certain topics.
Wouldn't you expect that?
He's your only child.
He's entitled to question me and care for you.
Don't worry about it.
Well, I'm glad you understand.
Thanks.
Silvina, how are you?
Hanging in there.
Is Camila upstairs?
Yes, but she's sleeping.
And if you don't mind, I'd rather not wake her up.
I wanted to say goodbye. I was with my kids.
We'll tell her tomorrow. Don't you worry.
But while we're at it,
it would be very generous of you to leave her alone for a few days.
I think we can all agree that Camila gets very upset
with your presence.
I appreciate your diagnosis, doctor.
But you're free to go now.
Maybe go read a book, get some rest.
You don't live here, Miguel.
And you're just the psychiatrist, huh?
What the hell are you still doing here?
That's between me and Camila.
Oh, perfect.
Then you can discuss it.
But at your next session. Not today.
-Thanks for everything. Take care of her. -Of course.
And here I thought high-level executives went to bed early.
Hmm.
You know, we high-level executives also need to release tension
from time to time.
Any ideas?
More than one, actually.
Do you mind?
Ángela.
How far do you think you can go?
Me?
I just want you to tie me up again.
I'm loving this.
The number you have dialed is not available. Please leave a message--
HI, ÁNGELA, ARE YOU THERE?
GOOD EVENING, ARE YOU ASLEEP?
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. CAN I COME OVER?
Vannessa, are you asleep?
I'm gonna go for a run.
Mmm.
Well, in addition to the 100 thousand I was promised,
I want this beautiful quaint house.
Because I got used to living here, and a great sadness would befall my heart
if I had to go back to sleeping in that boat, throwing my back out.
I don't like suspense.
I am like a dog, Santiago.
You give me some food, a place to sleep,
and I'm loyal to death.
Really, Tina?
-All right, the house is yours. -Hell yeah, let's go!
But tell me what you know. I don't have all night.
Are you ready?
Emanuel Bruna.
Ángela.
They're together.
Oh, she also fucks your wife.
That you regret it?
No, but it was the most beautiful feeling I've had in years.
Not only because of what happened, but… because of you.
I was this close to finding the killer.
So if you almost found him, then…
why do you still think it's me?
All right, Camila.
I understand that going through this has been hard on you.
And I know that if I want to regain your trust, I need to help out.
Yeah? How so?
Tracking down the culprit.
Listen,
the only person who comes to mind,
who could be capable of doing something like this, is Ángela.
Yes, but I…
don't know if Ángela can generate your voice with artificial intelligence.
It's gotta be someone who's savvy with technology.
At least enough to replicate your voice and put together that audio.
Oh, Miguel, please.
Ángela has enough money to hire someone to do that for her. She does.
You maybe right.
Its getting late. I have to go now. We'll talk about it tomorrow.
Yes.
Try and rest, okay?
Have a good night.
I'm sorry, but…
some temptations are hard to avoid.
In that case,
don't avoid them.
Miguel, I almost died.
My life is in chaos.
Look, I don't know where that message came from
or if you're lying to me or not.
What I do know is that
I'm still alive.
And that I love having all these feelings when you're around.
And it's impossible to ignore them, so let's stop fighting them.
Subtitle translation by: Mariela Rascioni