Sergio!
Don't fucking kill me!
Stop it! Please stop!
-I can't see! -Camila!
-Please! -Camila!
Please don't kill me! I can't see!
-Let me go! -Hey!
-It's over! -Let go!
-It's okay. -Miguel!
-I'm here. Easy. -Someone pointed a gun at me!
Hurry, hurry!
Over here! Easy.
I called you.
Secure the area!
-Indira? -Yes.
Indira.
Indira, I can't see.
Paramedic!
We're here.
We're here. Easy.
-Sergio was with me. -Sergio.
I can't see anything.
FAKE PROFILE
My father is a good man.
He was.
But these days, being good isn't enough.
Mom, are you okay?
It seems you also need to know how to steal, and, unfortunately,
Don Pedro Ferrer never learned that.
Are you crying?
I'll go get you a towel.
Why is it so hard for us to be grateful to people
who sacrificed their lives for us?
I have no doubt that my father is a hero.
And he should have never died the way that he did.
Never.
Dad!
-Oh God! -Dad.
Dad, Dad!
Especially because I know…
I know.
There's something coming.
Morning, Shannon.
Okay, let's hear it.
I can't take it anymore.
Go ahead, shoot. I can take it.
-I'm ready for anything. -You really want to hear it?
That's why he came to lunch, right? So you can share your thoughts.
Well, he's a good guy.
He's cultured. He knows about cinema, literature…
He's handsome.
I get it, but I'm not giving my blessing yet.
Take it slow. You're just getting to know him.
I know.
We're just dating,
but Matteo isn't looking for fun.
And what about you?
Aren't you looking for fun?
-Oh, Tebi! -What? You were a very young mother.
It's only natural you'd want to regain your freedom, have fun, right?
What? Go out, be wild, and mess around with everyone?
No, thank you. Nope.
All right.
Well then, if you like the Italian guy,
I support you.
Even if it makes me jealous.
It's all good.
You know what? He's totally right.
After that hellish divorce I went through,
I should be enjoying life like crazy.
Look, it's obvious that you really like Matteo.
-But I'm not telling you to get married. -Morning.
Just enjoy it.
Good morning.
Have fun. You deserve it.
I made it. Barely.
-Here. We saved you a spot. -I made it.
Let's get settled in now. Good morning.
-Good morning. -Morning.
Let's start today's yoga class.
I want you to sit on your heels. Spread your knees to the width of the mat.
Shoulders back.
Engage your core.
We're going to inhale up.
Arms to the sky.
Good. Toes on the ground. We raise our hips towards the sky.
And get into Downward Dog.
Then we open to the right with a side plank.
That's it.
And now, we open with the right hand towards the sky and hold in a side plank.
How's Camila?
They said she's stable.
That's all I know.
I don't get it. Why was she on that island?
-It makes no sense. -No idea.
David.
How are you?
I figured you had something to do with all this.
Miguel found her.
If it wasn't for him,
Camila would've burned alive.
Still, you'd better get the hell out of here.
-If anything happens to Camila-- -I'm not leaving.
-Gentlemen. -Lower your voice.
Gentlemen.
What are you doing? This is a hospital.
If you're going to keep fighting, go outside.
Camila doesn't deserve this.
David, I'm Joaquín Duval.
Your wife's psychiatrist.
You have moderate damage in both eyes
due to excessive smoke.
In a few days, you should be able to see fine.
Do I have to be hospitalized, Doctor?
No, you can go home and get back to everyday life,
with the necessary precautions.
Thank you.
Where's Sergio?
He died on his way to the hospital.
-Sergio? -Yes.
I have some great news.
I'm listening.
No. It has to be in person.
Tell the Spanish guy to be prepared.
Good morning.
Morning.
Sorry, I was looking for the swim instructor.
That's me.
-Oh, it's you. -Yes.
Well, I just wanted some lessons.
-Today? -Yes, today.
Well, now we have women's level one.
How does that sound?
-No, I don't think-- -Emanuel Bruna.
-How are you? -Welcome.
Yeah? Thanks.
-The best soccer player we've had. -Really?
-I don't like soccer. -That's too bad.
-When will you be playing again? -Soon. Let's hope so, yeah.
-Can we take a picture? -Two, even.
-Okay. -All right.
Let's go, girls! Let's go!
Come on! Class has started. Come on!
A column of smoke and flames
completely consumed the cabin early this morning,
and authorities are investigating the cause.
Santiago, this neighborhood is cursed.
-Vannessa, don't be stupid. -This is no coincidence.
It's related to the crimes. I'm telling you.
-Hi, Ángela. -Hello.
-You hear what happened to our neighbor? -Which one?
Camila from house U. She was almost burnt alive.
-What? -Yeah.
It was a fire. Nobody knows how it happened.
On social media, they're saying she might be blind for life.
I'm really overwhelmed. Oh, the children!
-I don't know. -Sorry, Ángela.
Vannessa, take my card.
Buy whatever you want, just calm down.
And if possible, don't lose it like you lost yours.
I'm shocked by what you're telling me because…
Well, it's no secret that that woman hurt me a lot,
but not enough to wish something like that on her.
I wouldn't wish for that
in the worst of times, let alone now.
It wasn't her fault, right?
Of course not. Poor woman. It's not her fault.
Yeah.
Anyway, we'd better wait and see what the police have to say.
Of course.
Okay.
Bye.
Besides our love of sports,
you and I share another interest.
Ángela Ferrer.
Ring a bell?
Yeah, right?
Guys!
How was the swimming lesson, Emanuel?
Excellent.
Great. I was complimenting the instructor.
Yeah, he's an excellent coach.
Didn't you leave?
Yes, Ángela. Sorry, but I needed to talk to you. Excuse me.
I'm glad you came back. I want to talk to you too. Sit.
About what happened.
What were you going to say?
You regret it,
or you're going to say that it should never have happened
and that it won't happen ever again.
No, that it was…
the most beautiful, sublime experience I've had in years.
Not only because of what happened,
but because of you.
You're an extraordinary woman, Ángela.
I feel like…
like every second I'm with you, I'm left speechless.
The more I get to know you, the more I feel the rush.
The rush?
The rush…
of what?
Fear.
I'm afraid that this will get out of hand.
You've been married, Ángela.
How long can someone stay in an unhappy marriage?
Months? Years? Decades?
An eternity?
How long can a human being survive without a caress? A hug?
Sorry.
Come here.
Sit down.
You're also a very special friend to me.
In fact, I would say that since I came back,
you are the best thing that has happened to me.
Me too.
Thank you for being here.
Oh, please.
We would never leave you alone.
The house looks nice.
Can I get you something to eat?
Do you need anything?
No, I think we have what we need.
-But I'll check the kitchen anyway, okay? -Sure.
Do you want me to leave you alone?
No.
But you don't have to feel obligated to stay here either.
Sure, someone probably forced me
to come running when I heard you'd made it out of the fire safely.
David, we haven't been able to talk about us at all,
but I really didn't mean to hurt you.
I feel terrible.
Cami, this isn't the time to talk about it.
Don't worry.
We're not together anymore,
but I want you to know…
that I'm really sorry about what happened.
I want you to know I'm here because I want to be.
Because I feel like it.
Despite everything that happened between us,
I still worry about you
and what's going on out there with that killer.
It's okay.
Be careful, please.
Thank you.
-Take care of her. -I'll walk you out.
Thanks.
Lobito died doing what he loved most.
He'd still be alive if we hadn't gone to that island.
I won't say it's not your fault,
because you're a grown woman and you know what you have to do.
Yes, find the killer, that's what I have to do.
Find the killer, see if I can rid myself of this feeling.
No leads from the cabin I suppose.
Yes.
More than I expected.
Almost everything was burned in the fire.
But in the room that remained, we found scopolamine residue
and traces of seminal fluid.
I didn't think we'd find a match, but I was wrong.
It's from Miguel Estévez.
He was on file for criminal impersonation in 2023.
We were able to verify it.
Tebi, how are you?
Only my mom calls me that.
Nobody else.
She probably told me about it.
-That's why-- -You thought you'd call me that.
But that's not how it works here.
All right. I'm sorry.
-What will you watch? -What?
Mom said you're going to the movies. Which movie?
We're going to watch a classic film showing downtown, Casablanca.
Want to come?
-Directed by Michael Curtiz. -That's it.
Do you think that taking my mom to see a classic
means she's going to sleep with you?
Esteban, why don't you get off my back?
I don't have any bad intentions with your mom.
On the contrary, I respect her very much,
and I only want to make her happy.
I don't know if I'll succeed, but I promise I won't hurt her.
I hope not.
Or else, I'll kill you.
Sorry, sorry.
-Am I late? -No, you're perfect, as always.
Thanks.
Hey,
I invited Esteban to join us.
-Are you serious? -Yeah.
I'd love that. Shall we?
Let's go.
The doctor says it's normal that I still have blurry vision.
-But it'll go away. -All right.
Of course. It's normal.
I'm sure you will get better soon.
Miguel, I don't know if I should say this, but…
thanks for rescuing me.
No need to thank me.
No need.
What I don't get is what you were doing on that unknown island.
Your instructions were very clear.
You'd better hope I was as clear with the police too,
because they are thinking exactly the same thing as I am.
Look, Camila…
I was looking for you because that's what we'd agreed.
That we'd meet on the island.
Of course not.
-What do you mean? I didn't say that. -You didn't?
No.
You won't believe me.
I'm in a wonderful place that you'd love.
I don't know why, Miguel, but I'm thinking of you.
If you think what we have can survive, come see me.
No pressure, no excuses.
I'll share my location. Come or don't. No explanations needed.
But if you do come, you won't regret it.
You think it's a fake?
When witnesses lie, anything can be fake.
I'm not lying, Indira.
I didn't record that message or send it.
I know.
Camila says she didn't record it. What do you say?
If she says she didn't record it, she didn't.
-You're leaving? -Excuse me.
I'm very sorry,
but you need to come to the station with me,
because I need to take that cell phone to the lab,
and I need you to explain to me
how you got there and what you did on Manacoa Island.
Come on.
You're saying you got a message from Camila,
from an unknown phone, and you went to find her
on an unmapped island.
What's with the look?
That's what happened.
We found traces of your DNA on the island.
Well, obviously, Detective, I told you I was there.
-I rescued her. -Yes, you rescued her.
Then why did we find traces of your semen?
My semen?
Yes. Was that part of the rescue plan or something you came up with on the way?
Impossible.
I didn't have sex with Camila, not on the island or anywhere else.
I'm positive.
Tell me from the beginning what happened, with all the details.
Isn't there even the slightest possibility that you sent that message?
It wasn't me, Joaquín.
Remember what you were doing that morning?
The same thing I did all night, waiting.
Besides, I had no cellphone signal,
so there's no way I could have sent that message.
Let's see…
I remember things, my memories are blurry, but…
No, don't push yourself.
Let those memories come to you on their own, okay?
-How did you get to the island? -We have a small boat that nobody uses.
Just before reaching the island, I saw flames,
but I couldn't tell from where.
So I left the boat and ran along the beach.
Listen, Detective,
if you want to find the killer,
don't keep wasting your time on me.
Because I love Camila, and it's about time you understood that.
-Hello. -Hi.
I'm her neighbor.
I hope I'm not intruding, but I wanted to know how Camila is doing.
-Much better, actually. -That's great.
I just came by to give her these. Is that okay?
May I take them?
Okay.
-Thanks. -Cami!
Unfortunately, she's sleeping now.
She can't have visitors.
Sure, I can understand.
I'm so sorry about what happened.
Yeah.
I'm Joaquín, her psychiatrist.
Ángela Ferrer.
She's lucky to have a psychiatrist who makes house calls.
No, after everything, we're just here supporting her.
Camila.
-Ángela, how are you? -Wow.
Better than you, for sure.
I couldn't help but stop by and see how you were doing.
No!
Don't worry. It's just the bruises.
Of course. Sorry.
But how can I not worry?
We're a community.
Sisterhood comes first.
What happened to you is horrible. I can't imagine how you feel.
Well, the important thing is she's okay now. It's all over.
Exactly.
And that I live just across the street.
Let me know if you need anything at all, okay?
Camila,
I know it's hard to believe,
but we both want the same thing.
I, for one, will not rest
until I find the person responsible for my brother's death.
And perhaps who's responsible for all these atrocities.
Take care.
Excuse me.
-What's wrong with him? -He's always like that.
He's always angry.
That's true.
Hi.
Hello.
Mom, the investigation about Uncle Adrián is still on, right?
Of course, sweetie.
They're doing a good job, and they're going to solve it.
Yeah, for sure.
-Wait upstairs. I'll be right there. -Sure.
-I have something to show you. -Of course. Love you.
How fitting for you to visit.
I thought you might be,
I don't know, in therapy, maybe.
I had an emergency.
At work, I imagine.
Since you're so dedicated to your new company.
Why aren't you honest?
Say it.
You came because you found out that Camila Román returned to the community.
Just say it.
-It's simple. -I came for my kids.
Did you know that the police came to my house asking about you?
Oh, yeah?
Yeah. They wanted to know
what you were doing on an abandoned island at night.
And honestly, I'm wondering the same thing.
How did you just happen to be there to save Camila?
I already talked to the police, and I cleared up everything.
So, relax. Don't worry.
I'm sure that they believed whatever you said.
Because who's going to question such a solid alibi?
Especially, coming from you, whose superhero traits just jump out.
In case you didn't know,
Camila sent me a voice message from the island.
A voice message which the police already have.
And you ran to her rescue. Always prepared, like the scouts.
She nearly died. Go figure.
It wouldn't be the first time she's been close to death.
Why were you so indifferent?
And what piece of shit would hurt me so much, Miguel?
You know what?
Forget it.
Anyway, Camila didn't send the message.
-No? -No.
It was a fake message.
Created with artificial intelligence. Go figure.
No way. Technology has evolved so much.
Totally.
And by the way, what were you doing last night?
Around that time?
I am so glad you asked.
-Since I tell the truth up front… -Of course.
I'm dating someone.
In fact,
I'm late.
Have a good time.
In addition to being a movie buff,
charming, and sporty,
the Italian is a master chef, isn't he?
I heard you, Esteban.
And no,
I'm just an amateur.
-Okay, let me serve you. -Thanks.
But really, how did you make all this so fast?
It's pasta.
I'll make something fancier next time, okay?
So, the Italian blood thing is for real.
I thought it was a pickup strategy.
Tebi.
-What? -Why would you say that?
No, no. It's true.
I mean, it's true that I have an Italian family.
Ah, all right.
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 land of Romeo and Juliet? -Exactly.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
-Cheers, Esteban. -Cheers.
Thank you for the pasta
and Casablanca.
You're always welcome here, Esteban.
-Bye, honey. -Are you staying the night?
No, I'll see you at home later.
Okay. Take care.
You too.
Bye.
Oh, I'm sorry for all the things that Esteban said.
Don't worry. He didn't say anything bad.
Well, no. Yeah.
He is possessive and sometimes he gets worked up about certain topics.
What did you expect?
He's your only son.
He's entitled to ask questions and be reassured.
Don't worry.
Well, I'm glad you understand.
Thank you.
Silvina, how are you?
Hanging in there.
Is Camila upstairs?
Yes, but she's sleeping.
If you don't mind, I'd rather not wake her.
I wanted to say goodbye. I was with my kids.
We'll tell her tomorrow. Don't worry.
But, on the topic,
it would be very kind of you to leave her alone for a few days.
I think we'd all agree
that Camila gets very upset when you're around.
I appreciate your diagnosis, Doctor.
But you can go now.
I don't know, read a book or rest.
It's not your house, Miguel.
Well, I'm not the psychiatrist.
Why the hell are you still here?
That's between Camila and me.
Oh, perfect.
Discuss it with her.
But at the next session. Not today.
-Thank you. Take care of her. -Sure.
I thought high-level female executives went to bed early.
We also need to blow off steam from time to time.
Any ideas?
More than one, in fact. Would you mind?
How far do you think you can go?
Me?
I want you to tie me up again.
I'm crazy about you.
Voice mail system.
Your call will be charged…
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 going for a run.
Well, in addition to the 100 grand I was promised,
I want this beautiful little house.
Because I'm used to living here, and it would break my heart
to have to go back to that little boat and sleep all cramped up.
I don't like suspense.
I am like a dog, Santiago.
Give me food, a roof over my head, and I'll be loyal
until the end.
Really, Tina?
-Okay, the house is yours. -Fuck yeah!
But spill it. I don't have all night.
Are you ready?
Emanuel Bruna.
Ángela.
They're dating.
She's also banging your wife.
You regret it.
No, it's the most beautiful, sublime experience I've had in years.
Not only because of what happened,
but because of you.
I was so close to finding the killer.
And if you were so close to finding them…
why do you suspect me?
Listen, Camila.
I know it can't be easy to be in the middle of all this.
And I know that if I want to regain your trust, I have to help.
Yeah? How?
By finding the murderer.
Look,
the only person who comes to mind,
who hates me enough to do all this, is Ángela.
Yeah, but…
I don't know if Ángela would be able to imitate your voice with AI.
It has to be a tech-savvy person.
Enough to clone your voice and put together an audio recording.
Oh, Miguel, please.
Ángela has enough money to hire someone to do that, easily.
Yeah, maybe.
Well, it's late. I have to go now. We'll talk about it again tomorrow.
Sure.
Get some rest.
Good night.
I'm sorry, but…
some temptations can't be avoided.
So,
don't avoid them.
Look, I almost died.
My life's in a state of chaos.
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 alive.
And that I love these urges to have you around all the time
and that I can't ignore them, so don't ignore them either.