Don't let him go!
Grab him!
Okay, I have him.
I'm shaking, Ángela.
-Slow down, Vannessa! -We're being so loud.
-Oh no. -Calm down.
-Clear everything out. -Okay.
All of it. Now.
-Give me a hand. -Okay. Coming.
-Sorry. -Two…
I'm sorry.
No one can come in here, Vannessa.
Keep the door locked.
Let the staff go.
Whatever you need to do.
How long will it take to disappear?
Three days.
We need to clean that up. The blood.
Yeah.
Hey, hey.
You can't let the guilt take over.
We'll get rid of the body.
Nobody will come asking about him.
I promise.
-Where'd you learn to do this? -In prison.
Eighteen months doing nothing is a long time.
FAKE PROFILE
You're my problem.
And life, which is so unfair, Camila.
You don't know a thing about me,
but I know all about you.
I know things about Camila Román that she doesn't even know about herself.
You're sick.
Let's keep the conversation civil and not stoop to name-calling, please.
Calm down, or we can't continue.
-Help! Open the door, you prick! -No one's opening the door.
Look at me and listen carefully.
I'm not sick.
I'm obsessed with you, and there's only one cure.
I'm not going to hurt you.
I just want to talk.
Look at me.
I'm sorry, but I know you'll understand where I'm coming from,
because you know a lot about obsession.
I don't want you to think this is purely sexual.
Because it isn't.
You're a beautiful woman.
Incredibly beautiful, Camila.
I didn't plan this, but I became addicted to you.
Okay.
Okay, but…
Why didn't you say anything sooner?
We've talked a lot.
-You had plenty of chances to tell me. -I know I could have, but I just couldn't.
It would have been unprofessional.
Still, you've always helped me with everything.
Honestly, I forgot about Miguel thanks to you.
Of course. I've always tried to help you.
You don't need that now.
I just wanted to help you, Camila.
Ever since you walked through that door, I've tried
to bend your will so you'd forget that idiot and be happy.
And because I don't want to share you with him or anyone else.
-Right. -Okay?
Yeah?
-Doctor! -Help me!
-Camila, what-- -Help me!
-Nothing's wrong! -Sorry. I had no choice.
-What's going on? -Dr. Duval.
-You have no right. -A search warrant.
Why? What are you looking for? You won't find anything.
Excuse me. Some water?
Oh, God.
Thanks.
Here.
-Get my lawyer on the phone. -Right away.
-What's that? -It's part of my research--
-Were you recording me, prick? -I'm trying to help you!
Dr. Duval, you're under arrest.
What are you talking about? Lana, did you make the call?
-I did. -Thanks.
You have the right to a lawyer. One can be assigned to you.
Okay.
Piece of shit shrink!
Lorena Moraga.
She's 20 years old now.
Six years ago, she saw you about an eating disorder.
Yes, that was a mistake. The courts have settled it.
But if you'd like, I can go through it again.
Lorena came to me with a lot of issues.
And we began therapy, during which time she, well…
Let's say she projected her emotions,
and she began to misinterpret her feelings for me.
That's not uncommon with teenagers.
She claims you were the one obsessed with her.
You wouldn't let her see her friends and recorded her without her knowledge.
No, that's not true.
What kind of car do you drive?
-Excuse me? -What kind of car?
I don't see how that's relevant,
but I happen to have a really nice black sedan.
There was a black Audi parked for an hour by the clubhouse entrance.
Did you get an ID off it?
Not yet.
-Who do you live with? -My wife and two daughters.
Don't you want to call and let them know you were arrested
because you recorded your patients without their consent?
Well, I don't think it's necessary. I've been doing this for over ten years.
-I can prove it. -Tell that to your lawyers.
I intend to, Detective.
I'd like to ask you something. When did you meet Camila Román?
Thanks.
I remember it was about 18 months ago,
when she first came to my office.
It was her lowest point.
She had a past full of abuse.
I recall she was just coming out of a very toxic relationship at that time.
With this gentleman, if you can call him that, Miguel Estévez.
So you decided the best course of action was to exploit her vulnerability
and betray her trust?
All I did was help her.
With the evidence we have, we can have you stripped of your license.
Manacoa Island's owner is here.
I emailed you this. The lawyers have already reviewed it.
I'm sorry.
No, don't apologize. Don't waste your time.
Instead, just sign here,
here, and here.
Thanks.
All right.
Is this what you want?
Camila, you left me no choice, and you know it.
I didn't want this for us, Camila.
It wasn't what I dreamed of.
I thought I'd finally managed to get you away from that guy.
But I come back, and I see you falling for his lies again.
As if everything we went through, the time we spent together, meant nothing.
David…
all the time I was with you,
I was really happy.
But not enough to make you forget him.
-Have you done this before? -Which part?
Killing a son of a bitch?
Or loving a gorgeous woman?
You're so calm.
How can you be calm?
How can you?
Vanne.
I don't know. I…
I'm calm because I'm here with you.
I should turn myself in and confess.
Perfect.
-Let's turn ourselves in. -Yeah.
Let's turn ourselves in to the cops.
Sounds like a great idea to me.
And who's going to raise our kids? Santiago?
He's dead. He abused and mistreated you for years.
And Miguel can't.
I won't let you turn yourself in, Vannessa.
Because you delivered justice.
Killing is never good,
but sometimes, it has to be done.
-What if I can't do it? What if I can't-- -Look at me.
I swear to you on our children and what we're going through,
it will be okay.
Sit down and breathe.
All right. Let's breathe together.
Who…?
No.
I can't do it.
Calm down now. Our children's lives depend on this.
Go and open that door calmly.
You're still not calm, Vannessa.
Open that door now.
-Now. -I'm going.
-Detective, what a surprise. -Vannessa, how's it going?
Fine.
Getting some exercise?
When the kids are asleep, it's the best time, you know?
You can relax without being disturbed.
I'm looking for your husband.
Do you know when he'll be back?
He's not here. He's at the office.
He must be at the office because, well, he…
-At this time of night-- -He works this late?
He works a lot.
As you know, in this country, people work long hours.
He's very responsible in that way, so… Yeah, he's there.
I needed to ask him a few questions.
Maybe you can help me.
By any chance, do you know who lives in house B?
House B?
House B…?
That house is empty. No one lives there.
It's been empty since we arrived.
No, it's not empty.
But I need to speak to your husband.
I've been calling him for two hours, and it seems his phone is off.
He puts it on airplane mode to work sometimes.
-Are you all right? -That must be it.
Can I get you some water?
No! Don't worry. I'll get it.
It's my house.
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were with someone.
No.
No, no.
That's from the other day.
The staff hasn't picked it up. What a mess.
I gave them the day off, because sometimes people need a break
and a day off.
-Please let your husband know. -Sure, I'll tell him.
Detective, sorry for making you wait.
Don't worry about it.
-Did they offer you something to drink? -I'm fine, thanks.
Good morning.
How are you, Detective?
Good morning.
Let's talk later. Excuse me.
Have a good one.
So, how can I help you?
Did you find out anything else about Tina's murder?
We've got a few angles we're investigating.
I still find it hard to believe she was another victim
of that Tinder killer.
Yes, she could be, but the murder was quite different.
Really? How?
This time, the murderer got carried away
and lost control.
And when that happens,
they make more mistakes than usual.
To kill someone, you have to stay cool.
Avoid emotions.
Especially anger and compassion.
When you kill with rage,
it's just as dangerous as killing with compassion.
You sound like a serial killer yourself.
Yes, I've spent many years working on cases like this.
That's why I know Tina's murder is going to help us solve this puzzle.
-I hope so. -The killer, she didn't want to kill her.
It was an accident, maybe.
"She."
You talk like there's no question that the killer is a woman.
A desperate woman.
Also,
there's the evidence planted on the island.
A pretty unique detail about this serial killer.
Had you heard of Manacoa Island before this incident?
No.
Not before this.
Well, how strange.
That island belonged to your family.
Excuse me, but I'm going to have to correct you there, Detective.
My father was very meticulous with his properties.
And I knew about all of them.
So, no.
No, I'm not talking about your father.
I'm referring to your mother.
That island was registered
to Carolina Barragán.
My mom didn't deserve my dad.
It sounds harsh, but…
he was too great a man for a woman like her.
Sorry if it bothers you that I talk this way about my mother,
but I'm supposed to tell you the truth, right?
Excuse me.
Hello?
All good here. I think it worked.
What do we do with what's left?
We'll see.
-I'll call you in an hour. -Sure. I just wanted to let you know.
Kisses. See you later?
Mom?
What are you doing?
Nothing, honey.
Let's eat. What do you want? Let's eat something nice.
Come on.
HI HON, HOW WAS THE TRIP? DID YOU ARRIVE?
YOU THERE? CALL WHEN YOU CAN. I MISS YOU…
Hi. How are you?
I hope you did great at the fair
and that you really shined,
and… you're coming back today, right?
You probably haven't had a minute to check your phone.
I can't wait to see you. I've missed you so much.
Big hugs. Bye.
So, the island belongs to Ángela's mother.
Well, at some point, it was in her name.
You don't think your wife, your ex-wife, is telling the truth?
It's not that, Detective.
What's strange is that she knows nothing about it.
Given her concern with such things.
She claims she only heard about the island because of the fire.
Okay then.
If Carolina kept the island secret, there must be something.
Some clue, something that confirms this, right?
But Ángela's mother died a long time ago, right?
Yes. Pedro kept Carolina's things in a special room.
When he died and Ángela went to jail, Adrián put everything in storage.
What are you doing?
I came to get this. Why?
Does my mom know you're here?
Of course, she does.
Listen, Lucas.
I know I've messed up a lot.
I admit it.
But that resentment isn't going to get you anywhere.
I really hope that one day you can forgive me
and we can go back to how we used to be.
Tell me, how do you think Mom is doing?
How does she seem? How is she?
Mom is fine.
I'm not taking your side.
Hey, Lucas.
It's okay. You don't have to answer.
Just promise me that if you or your sister need anything at all,
you'll bury that grudge
and count on me.
That's all I ask of you.
I haven't slept in three nights.
We'll dispose of what we need to.
For now, just worry about
acting concerned about your husband's disappearance.
It's only normal.
Vanne, the worst is over. You can't get scared now, babe.
-Hi, ladies. -Laura.
Hi. A coffee, please. Thanks.
Me too.
Matteo?
What's up? Did I miss something?
Matteo hasn't texted her back since he left for Miami.
-No. -No.
Even worse, I sent him a voice message.
He hasn't seen it. That means he doesn't have his phone.
Maybe he's on a plane, or he doesn't have service. Who knows?
Honestly, sometimes texts are useless.
Did you try calling him?
Obviously. And he's not answering me.
So, did you stop by his apartment?
I thought about it, but I don't want to be the clingy, toxic girlfriend…
Thanks.
Laura, how long has he been gone? Three days?
Maybe something happened to him. Just like Santiago.
What happened to Santiago?
He hasn't been home in three days.
What? Why didn't you tell me?
Oh, Vanne, I'm sorry.
Ángela and I are really good friends. That's the truth.
I've known her for a short time.
Why do people in Riviera Esmeralda meet and jump into bed together?
Sorry. I'm not trying to be judgmental.
I just really want to understand.
What a lovely house.
-Thank you. -Oh, look.
You're into shibari?
May I?
Go ahead.
Yeah, I enjoy reading.
Honestly, I like many other things besides soccer.
So, you know about knots and restraints.
Binding tightly.
BEYOND THE ROPES
I've attended a few workshops. Why?
Because I'd really like to understand
the relationship between shibari
and sadomasochism.
I imagine that you must have
ropes, toys…
Masks…
Look, if you're interested, I can recommend some books.
No.
I'd like you to tell me.
Ask me anything you like.
Do you use leather ties?
Not really.
I use natural fibers.
My ropes are made of handcrafted Japanese jute.
-Hi, sweetheart. How did it go? -Hi, babe.
Great, honey. I think I got everything.
Awesome.
Excuse me.
Can I help you, ma'am?
Matteo?
No.
He doesn't live here.
We're living here now. We moved in just yesterday.
Do you own this apartment?
No, ma'am. It's a rental apartment on an app.
When did you last hear from Matteo?
About three days ago.
At first,
I thought something had upset him,
or that I said something wrong…
It wasn't that.
And then I thought his phone had been stolen
or that he no longer had it or he had lost it.
So I went to his apartment, and there's a couple living there.
He didn't lose his phone. He changed his number.
Matteo is a liar.
What he did to you, he's done to many women.
He's a gigolo.
He's a professional escort, and his real name is Alonso Díaz.
See for yourself.
HEIGHT: 185 CM, CHEST: 95 CM, WAIST: 74 CM, HIPS: 88.5 CM,
HAIR: LIGHT BROWN, EYES: BROWN, SHOE SIZE: 44
They're love letters, emails between Carolina and Walter Balboa.
They talk a lot about Manacoa Island.
So, what now?
First of all, I appreciate what you did, but it's illegal.
And this proves nothing.
But this shows that Ángela is lying.
Exactly.
About an island her mom owned 20 years ago.
Anyone could have forgotten.
There has to be a way to link her to the crimes.
Miguel, why are you so sure that Ángela is guilty?
I'm not sure.
But I know her well.
She's capable of planting my DNA and framing me for arson.
Well, first of all, Ángela was in prison during the first murder.
And secondly,
she has an alibi for the island incident.
She was with Emanuel.
Hello?
No, you're kidding me!
Joaquín Duval's been released until we finish the investigation.
Eva wants to move in with me.
She tell you?
-Eva doesn't know what she wants. -Oh, Ángela, come on.
Anyway, I've rented a place downtown.
We need an agreement for Lucas and Eva.
No problem.
Anything else?
Yes, there's something else.
I'm dating Camila.
And it's pretty serious.
-I'm so happy for you both. -Thanks.
Ángela.
Ángela!
Ángela, stop!
Ángela!
Stop, please, Ángela. Ángela, what's wrong with you?
What's with you, Ángela?
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
When I ask you to stop, please stop.
We'll use a safe word next time, okay?
What's wrong?
I don't know.
My conversation with Miguel upset me,
and I don't know… what came over me.
Relax, okay?
-I'm sorry. -Calm down.
Relax.
Let's keep going.
Are you sure?
Come on.
You're gorgeous.
Gorgeous, so gorgeous.
Ángela.
Let me down.
Just relax.
-Ángela, stop. -Emanuel, relax.
I don't feel well. Let me down.
-I don't feel well! -It's normal.
Ángela, let me down, please.
Ángela, let me down, damn it!
I don't feel well!
What's wrong?
You're still in love with your ex. That's what's wrong.
What did you say?
The truth.
You're still in love with Miguel.
Let me down. Ángela.
Stop-- Ángela, what are you doing?
Ángela!
Emanuel!
Ángela!
Good evening.
Ángela, I wanted to speak with you. Miguel said you were here.
It'll just take five minutes, I promise.
Camila.
Perfect timing, as always.
I'm busy.
Just a bit, really.
But, since you're here…
Get rid of her while I take care of the security cameras.
My name is Joaquín Duval.
Starting today, we'll work together. I'll be your psychiatrist.
Nice to meet you.
You killed…
one of the people I loved most in my life.
But you know what?
Today I realize you'd do anything for me.
No! Help!
Try another angle.
This one.
-Is it playing, or is it looping? -No, ma'am. It's still playing.
Play that again.
There's a loop there. It's a loop!
I got you, Ángela Ferrer.
I'm not going to cause you any trouble.
In the water, man. Twenty minutes.
In fact, Inti, I promise I won't bring it up again.
All I need to know is if you know this person.
Yes, I know him. That's Alonso.
I worked with him for a long time. At an agency in Barranquilla.
Excuse me.
Keep going! The session isn't over. Let's go!
Hi, welcome.
Can I help you?
I'm looking for models for a photography project.
Perfect. What's your name?
Muriel Santana.
-I'm a photographer. -What type of photography?
I specialize in male nude photography.
All right, perfect.
The cameras were tampered with.
-What does that mean, Indira? -Look, this is a loop.
Somebody was tampering with what we saw at Riviera Esmeralda.
And we know who the one person is
who has access to the community's security system.
So we need a search warrant
for all of Ángela Ferrer's properties.
Her home, her business, everything she has.
You wanted results, boss.
This is how we get them.
Help me!
Help!
Help me.
Anybody?
Help!
Someone?
-What the hell are you doing? -Easy.
-What are you doing? -Calm down, damn it!
-You're a sick bastard! -Calm down, or I'll have to hit you! Hey!
-Let me go, asshole! -I'll have to hit you, damn it!
And I don't want to!
I guess you've heard everything people are saying about me.
That I killed my father.
Ridiculous, right?
You don't kill the people you love.
"You don't kill the people you love."
Ángela is an incredible woman, right?
In fact, I shouldn't tell you this,
but I will because you and I have a very special relationship too.
She was my patient.
Like you.
I swear, I don't know how, but suddenly, we were best friends,
confidants, lovers,
even accomplices in this wonderful experiment.
Do you promise? Promise me, okay.
So? What?
What fucking experiment are you talking about?
You still don't get it, do you?
I became Red Velvet for her.
-Son of a…! -Hey! You promised me!
Calm down! You promised you'd calm down.
Don't make me hurt you.
Unfaithful men.
It's a topic I was really interested in, you know?
In fact…
I had to do a lot of research,
and I met a bunch of sexually dissatisfied men.
Husbands eager for a quick affair.
Even family men,
who would do anything for a couple hours of boundless sex.
So, Ángela and I carefully selected the candidates for our plan.
I know him.
He has to be the first one.
For it to be cathartic, you have to do it.
I want to learn everything you know.
I want to do it with you.
This is going to be your greatest work.
There's no one better to punish all the Miguel Estévezes of this world.
You should have seen how nervous Ángela was.
I was so proud of her.
So I helped her commit her first crime.
I contacted this guy, Ignacio, on Tinder,
set up the date…
I even had to request a day pass from prison for her to go.
She just had to go there to kill him.
With her own body.
The perfect murder weapon.
So, does your wife know you're cheating on her?
Does she know you're cheating on her with men too?
I'm not cheating.
We have an open marriage.
What did you give me?
Ángela and I were an amazing couple.
We had a bright future ahead of us, you know?
But I messed up.
I could never share Ángela's love with Adrián.
When he found out what we were doing, there was no other choice.
Adrián!
I knew she'd suffer but that she'd understand.
Adrián!
I had to get rid of him.
No!
Help!
Help me!
Did you kill Erika in Mexico, or was it Ángela?
Your friend got what she deserved for being nasty.
-Son of a bitch! -Where the hell do you think you're going?
Look at me.
Tell me why the hell you killed Erika.
I get everything you did, Joaquín,
what happened with Adrián, all that, but why Erika?
-You're not listening to me. -I can understand Adrián, but…
Oh my God!
-Miguel, please! -Please, both of you, stop!
Joaquín, stop!
Enough! Listen to me, please!
No, enough! Stop!
-Drop the gun! -Hey!
Listen, your problem is with me, okay? Listen.
-Stop lying. -Please!
It's all over. Are you okay?
Now we're finally free, my love.
This time, nothing will tear us apart again.
Purification.Yeah, the kids have already boarded the plane.
You'll pick them up at the airport, okay?
I told you, I still need to stay here. I need to take care of a few things.
Because Santiago is still missing.
Why else would I stay behind? Tell them I love them so much, okay?
Kisses.
Where are we going?
Somewhere no one will look for us.
But it might be dangerous.
Living in fear without daring to love is far more dangerous.
From here on out, it's a fresh start for us.
I promise, we're going to make it work.
No matter where we go, we'll be happy, babe.