Excuse me.
Excuse me!
Excuse me, I… I just wanted to ask you a quick question.
Sir, I just wanted to ask…
FAKE PROFILE
Don't tell me you're behind all of this.
I had to get you out of Cartagena, Camila.
No! You make me sick just looking at you.
And you make me so fucking furious!
-Hey! -Don't you understand?
Camila, just a sec. It's okay. All of this is real.
Including your business with Germán Rivera.
You are so manipulative.
What do you want? You want to go to jail for this?
-Because I can make that happen. -No, no, no, Camila.
What do you want me to do to keep you out of my life?
That you love me again, Camila, like I love you.
Enough!
Get out of my life, asshole!
Camila.
Camila, I don't want to be without you!
The body of Ignacio Santos was found on a nearby beach.
That's why we're checking his activity the weekend before the reservation.
-Hey, boss. -That's horrible.
Here.
No, this can't be a coincidence.
Gosh.
Do you know him?
I think so.
Yes, of course.
I remember him being a very nice guy and very handsome.
Mmm.
Franco.
If I'm not mistaken, his name was Franco.
You really thought you'd slip away, huh?
Hey, don't worry. Relax, man.
Chill out. Let's go to my cell, yeah?
-No, it's better here. -Let's go there.
Hold him there.
Hold him just like that.
Hey!
-Be gentle. Gentle! -What?
-You like it? -Yeah, yeah.
Ah, this way, you'll like it better.
Hold still, princess.
Hey, you, stop right there! Don't touch him!
Stand up!
You're coming with us. Move!
-Camila, my love. -What?
Where have you been?
-Sorry. -Germán is expecting us.
Yes. Yeah, I know.
-You okay? Is something wrong? -No, really, I'm fine.
Okay.
You smell good. Come here. That Mexican can wait.
-That party can wait a sec. -David, wait.
I have to go get ready.
Five minutes. I won't be long.
Okay.
And what else?
Your four o'clock patient should be arriving.
-Perfect. -The couple for tomo--
Uh, Dana, give me five minutes, please.
Don't pass me any calls or patients, okay?
All right.
I'll come back.
Camila, what a surprise.
Joaquín, sorry. I know you're busy, but I… I really need to talk to you.
Miguel is here.
You hear me? Miguel is here.
He-- He's behind the job with Germán Rivera.
Okay. Tell me what happened.
I can't control myself around him, and I'm afraid of hurting David.
-Um, do you mind… -Camila!
…if I call you later and explain?
-Of course. Whenever you're ready. -Thank you.
FLIGHTS TO MEXICO CITY
♪ Oh, mama, mama, mama, don't you cry ♪
Camila Román. Glad you're here.
-Nice to meet you. -Nice to meet you too.
Olga, executive assistant to Germán Rivera.
-Olga, we meet at last. -That's right.
Let me introduce you to David, my husband. We just got married.
-Nice to meet you. I'm David. -Congratulations.
-This is Silvina, the club's partner. -How are you?
Silvina.
And this is Erika, our star dancer.
Welcome, Erika.
Please, right this way. It's wonderful to have you.
-Mescal? -Oh yes.
Yes, thanks.
-I'll take one. -Of course.
-Come in. -Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Come on in. Germán is waiting for you.
Wow!
♪ Seems we've been divided ♪
♪ By the color of our skin ♪
Mmm.
Hey, let's talk later.
-Camila Román! -Oh, sorry.
-Finally! -How are you?
-How are you doing? -It's a pleasure, Germán.
I gotta be honest,
that computer of mine doesn't do justice to your eyes.
-Thank you so much. -Amazing. Amazing.
Hey, I'm your superfan.
I'm number one.
I've seen you a lot in Las Vegas.
I'd love, if there's a chance,
to use this party to talk about business, if you don't mind.
But we can also talk later.
Mmm…
Business sounds good.
-Let's make a toast. -Yes.
Let me get one and join you.
Well, I'm sure that's why I'm here, right? To do business?
-Please. -I love it.
-This one? -Let's see. Hmm…
-Cheers. -Cheers.
And here is to many more!
Wow.
-Hello. -Mmm!
-Germán, Erika and Silvina. -Welcome.
Silvi…
Silvina Sarly.
-What a pleasure. -Likewise.
And a surprise.
How are you, Rivera?
Wow, how nice it is that time doesn't pass you by.
You look exactly like you did when we met.
Stop it, will you?
I want you all to feel at home.
Appreciate it. Thank you.
You're my guests here.
I need to handle some things, but enjoy.
Germán, thanks.
See you later.
Wow, you're really turning heads here, huh?
-Yeah, he seems nice. Fun guy. -I'm sure he is.
Relax. Settle down, please.
♪ Just a little lovin' to your heart ♪
Did you know that your husband was engaging in sexual relations with men?
No.
No, he never had those kinds of tendencies.
Or maybe he just never told you about it.
Are you sure about what you're telling me, or do you just suspect this?
Ignacio Santos booked a room at the same hotel,
mmm, six times in the last four years.
He made reservations for two days, with a different man each time.
Young men, over the age of 18.
We haven't identified them, but we have video recordings as evidence.
It must have been when he went to Bogotá on business.
He always stayed two nights and…
Recognize anyone?
I don't know him, but I've seen him a couple of times.
His name's Franco.
Where did you meet Franco?
When he lived in Riviera Esmeralda,
he helped a couple of ladies in the complex.
Helped? How did he help these ladies?
He slept with them. He was an escort.
Did you ever hire him for his services?
Do I strike you as the kind of woman who needs pay for sex?
I apologize.
I'm sorry, Ximena, that you had to hear this from me.
If we need anything else from you, we'll call.
Excuse me.
Pardon me. May I have a quick word with you?
Is everything all right?
Camila Román left town.
She landed this morning in Mexico City with her work team.
Camila.
Indira, I can't talk right now, okay? I'm in the middle of a business meeting.
Look, this is not a joke, okay? This happens to be an investigation.
I know that perfectly well. I'm taking care of myself, don't worry.
I'll talk to you later.
Doing okay?
I saw Miguel at the hotel.
Listen to me.
You're my sister.
I love you, Camila.
But I don't understand why you're doing this to David.
-Listen-- -Nobody forced you to marry him.
I'm not doing anything.
Nothing's going on, Erika.
It's Miguel who is after me all the time.
No, don't do that.
He's after you because you keep his hopes up.
-Oh, I do? -Yes!
-And how do I do that, Erika? Tell me. -He knows!
That man is after me all the time.
He won't stop. I'm not getting anyone's hopes up at all.
He won't leave me alone.
He's after you and knows how to tempt you and to get to you.
-Stop, Erika, okay? -I'm just saying.
Ángela.
Vannessa, hi.
-Hi. -Uh, are you okay? What's wrong?
-Do you want to come inside? -No, no, I'm in a hurry.
I only came because I'm a little bit worried.
Have you seen the news about Ignacio's death?
I don't wanna see that.
Now we just need to gather our courage.
And maybe reinforce the security system that we have.
Don't worry about that, really. Remember, it was always my dad's priority.
-I can imagine. -Well…
Do you miss your father a lot?
That's why you shouldn't be alone.
And I wanted to confirm about tonight's dinner.
Is tonight still okay?
That was already settled, no?
I'd never miss the chance to try one of your recipes.
I hear you're great in the kitchen.
I'm not that good, truly.
You could've confirmed this by WhatsApp, no?
Uh, yes, but I just needed an excuse to come over because--
No. If you ever wanna see me, you don't need an excuse.
-It's just that… -Hmm?
I saw you the other night in the kitchen with Emanuel.
I wasn't spying.
I went to get a glass of water, and I saw you there.
♪ Eyes rolled to the back of my head ♪
♪ I take all this stuff… ♪
I noticed.
Well, I wasn't planning on telling you, but… but it's okay.
Look, if there's something that prison taught me while I was there
is that you inevitably learn to appreciate things
and not to worry about stupid social rules that really just don't matter.
Mm-hmm.
-Well, then, okay. -You're sweet.
Oh.
Ah.
-Got you. -Dinner will be great. Yeah.
-Can't wait for tonight. -Yes, yes. I'll see you tonight.
You fell asleep for a while.
It's crazy, you know.
I took an actual nap on a Thursday afternoon.
-And what did you dream? -I don't know.
Don't remember.
Why?
Because it looked like you were having an amazing time.
You liar!
-You're such a liar. I don't believe you. -You really were.
I know that you're teasing me.
I'm serious.
But, um, how about this?
We save some water taking a shower together…
…and we go grab a nice dinner.
Don't you have work?
No. Not today.
In the studio, I manage my own time. So there's no problem.
Uh-huh.
Now I know why you're so free.
For me, freedom is very important.
But I can trade it for anything or anyone, depending on who it is.
That's my phone. That's my phone!
Oh!
Hello?
Hi, Mom.
Ah, hi, honey.
Where are you? You still at school?
Yeah. Almost done. You?
I was actually just in a meeting.
Uh, but I'm coming into the office. Why?
No. No, nothing.
Just wanted to see if I could go home with you if you were close.
Oh.
Um, no, honey. I think this meeting will run over.
Okay.
Well, I guess I'll see you at home.
I love you.
I love you more.
Oh, it was Tebi, my son.
Thanks. This afternoon was just spectacular.
Mmm.
And thanks for my book.
You surprised me with this.
You have no idea how long I've been looking for Difficult Light.
I'm glad you liked it.
It's sold out everywhere. You surprised me.
-I'm glad. -Thank you.
So, I'm really hungry.
Shall we eat before you have to leave?
I would love to, but it's just I have motherly duties to address.
Then how about a beer?
Just one beer, and you're off.
You'll get rid of me for the rest of the day.
-One. -One.
And here's your table, miss.
-Thank you so much. -We've been waiting for you.
-Let me take your bag. After you. -Thank you.
Hey, uh, excuse me, sir.
May I get two beers, please? Thank you.
-Michelada or regular? -Regular.
Yes, right away.
-Thank you. -Thank you.
Okay, let's choose something at random.
Hey, asshole!
-Ugh! Come back, motherfucker! -Matteo, wait! Stop, stop, stop!
-Shit! -I know, but…
-I feel so awful. -Argh! It's okay, it's okay.
-Ignacio's dead? -Him too.
Look at that.
Here's the proof you need.
That means I'm innocent.
If this man gets killed while I'm in here,
by the looks of it, you have the wrong fucking guy!
I don't wanna do your job, but--
Ignacio Santos was found murdered almost three weeks ago.
I don't care if he's dead or alive or if his grandmother passed away.
I have nothing to do with his murder.
Did you know that he had a wife, that he had a family?
What kind of stupid question is that?
I don't ask questions I don't need answers for.
I suppose he did.
When did you arrive in Cartagena?
A while ago. Why?
"A while ago."
Because I've had enough of your damn lies.
I don't know what to do in order for you to believe me.
I've already told you everything.
You want me to believe you?
Give me the list, then,
of all the people that hired you as an escort.
I do not have a list. It doesn't work like that.
You should do some research before asking stupid questions like that.
And this man
called me two months in advance.
I was not working as an escort anymore, thought we could chat.
We met each other and moved on.
This does not mean I'm still working as an escort. We clear?
Names of all the men and women that hired you at Riviera Esmeralda,
Franco.
Gloria, is Ángela in her office?
Yes, she is, sir. But she's in a meeting with the police.
Can I help you with anything?
No, no, no. It's not important. Thanks.
Detective, believe me when I say
nobody's more interested in solving this case once and for all.
I'm not going to rest until Adrián's murderer pays for what he did.
But frankly, I honestly don't have any more information about this person.
So I got nothing else to say.
Inti Valderrama is directly related to three of the four victims,
including your brother.
Trust me, I don't want to bother you, Ángela,
but I really need information.
Of course.
I know you're one of his clients.
So then…
Maybe it would be best we start from the beginning.
Tell me, where did you first meet him?
-Bravo! -Hooray!
Bravo!
What's wrong?
-Why the long face? -Nothing.
What's wrong?
No, nothing.
I was wondering that too.
No, I was just hoping we could possibly talk about Golden Lips in Mexico
because isn't that what we came here for?
Hey, listen. Camila Román, don't worry, okay?
Your dream will come true.
It's a fantastic idea,
and I'm really looking forward to us working together.
That's amazing, yeah!
-Cheers. -You deserve it.
-Come on. -Cheers.
Relax. Now try to enjoy yourself.
I like that.
With water, just in case.
You came to fuck it up.
-What are you talking about? -Get out!
But why are you mad that I want to talk to Camila for five minutes?
You don't wanna talk.
You only want sex, don't you?
I'm not falling for it, Miguel.
You think I don't know what your real intentions are, or what?
Whatever I want with Camila is my business, so just leave me alone!
No, I won't leave you the fuck alone!
It is my business because Camila's my best friend,
and you're ruining her marriage!
-Enough. Stop! -Know what's worse?
-This isn't about love. It's your ego! -Stop!
-Finally! Can I talk to you? -What are you doing here?
Get out!
Get out! Don't you ever talk to Erika like that again, okay?
-I came because I wanna talk to you. -Go! Get the hell out.
Call security.
Security! Help me! He's groping me!
-Security. -I'm not doing anything!
This asshole is touching me.
-Sorry, but you'll have to leave. -I'm not doing anything! Don't touch me!
-Sir, leave. -I didn't do anything at all.
I want you to back up right now and keep your hands off me, you asshole.
-What is this? You serious? -Get out!
-Take him away! -Can we talk for five minutes?
Let go of me!
I can't believe you. I'm eating alone again.
Oh, honey. I'm so sorry.
I have a dinner at the Del Rios'.
-Care to join us? -No. No, no, no, no.
Thank you. I have around 400 pages of biology to read.
Oh, so much studying. Poor thing, you.
How was your day? Was it long? Did you work a lot?
Yeah, you know, the usual.
Oh, what was the name of that… that guy, the one on Tinder?
Why do you wanna know?
You can tell me anything, you know.
Esteban, I know that.
And trust me, if it was something important,
I would tell you.
I know, Mom. You're trying really hard to rebuild your life.
But all I want is to protect you.
-I love you. -Love you.
And for dinner, um, just ask Shannon.
Gastaldi Vera, Matteo Lucio.
REPUBLIC OF COLOMBIA PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION
DATE OF BIRTH
-Oh. -Here we go.
-Careful it's still hot. -That looks good.
Incredible. I didn't know you're a professional.
Please, after you. Help yourselves to it.
We are going to eat wonderfully tonight.
Gosh, guys, I just made paella. It's not complicated at all.
Here.
Well, it might not be a big deal for you 'cause you're a chef,
but for me, who doesn't even know how to fry an egg,
this looks like a work of art, you know.
-Thank you. -This is delicious, Vannessa.
You've set the bar really high for the next time.
That's right.
Seriously.
Mmm. Mmm!
It's a little dry, isn't it?
What are you talking about?
It's delicious.
It's the same paella that I always make. You really don't like it?
A good paella's not like this. Sorry.
I'm sure that when my beautiful wife was preparing it
she was thinking about something else.
I'm sorry.
Honey, didn't you taste it while it was cooking?
Vannessa, don't listen to this fool.
You have no palate, obviously.
This is spectacular.
In fact, if you don't want it, even better. I'll take it.
Yup, same. I'll take some home.
Santiago doesn't know what he's saying.
No, he knows what he's saying
because he's been eating paella for his whole life.
My grandmother passed the recipe on to my mother,
and she taught it to Vannessa.
And you?
Do you cook?
I could.
Then you should stay quiet, no?
You should shut your mouth because you don't know what you're saying.
Ouch.
And given the lack of chivalry, it's time we serve Vannessa.
-I can do it. -How rude of us.
-Thank you. -Let me help.
A little bit of everything. Look at this.
-Here are a few clams. -I think I want a little more.
I really like clams. Thanks.
Vannessa, seriously. Thanks.
This dinner is incredible.
-Really. -It's delicious.
Cheers to you, chef.
-Cheers. -To the chef.
-Cheers. -Cheers.
CARTAGENA PENITENTIARY
Inti Valderrama, let's go.
Where are we going?
Huh?
I'm talking to you.
I thought you'd be dead in jail. You resurrected.
I got out.
Just like you and Ángela.
Yeah.
The difference here is that I didn't do it.
Guilty or innocent,
the judge and the lawyers charge the same amount to get you out of here.
I know that in the past…
we had our differences.
-But everything can be solved by talking. -Talking?
What is this?
Where are you taking me? To church?
-We need to pray? -No.
You may have a job.
Get in.
I even brought you clothes.
-Bye. -You need help?
Yes, please.
What happened?
Didn't you have time to cook today?
No, Santiago, nothing happened. I told you, it's…
It's the same paella that I always make. Really.
I bet that you spent all day relaxing at the spa,
wasting time, like you always seem to do.
And I know you knew perfectly well we had guests coming over for dinner.
How pitiful that was.
Nobody else thought so, Santiago. No one.
If you didn't like it, you could've just… said nothing.
That's it.
No one said anything to be polite.
That was all.
Because that shit was truly inedible.
Your only responsibility
is to pay attention
to any small detail in this house.
And honestly, lately…
…you aren't even able to get that right.
What is happening to you?
Nothing.
Forgive me for insisting, but Santiago is an asshole.
Money is basically all he cares about.
I agree with you.
Poor Vannessa. You can tell she's uncomfortable with those situations.
Anyway, that paella was delicious.
-Oh, so good. -She's an amazing cook.
-It was so good. -Yes.
I don't get why women like to suffer so much for love sometimes.
Uh, no. Actually, we men also like to suffer for love.
Oh yeah.
Oh, "we men like to suffer for love too,"
says the one who's single and ready to mingle.
You're alone 'cause you choose to be.
Well, I'm heading off.
-Thank you. -See you.
-Talk soon. -Bye, sweetheart.
-Take her to her house and safely. -Of course.
See you.
-So, are you taking me to my house? -Hmm?
Or is your golf cart gonna run out of juice?
No.
I will take you to your house, but on one condition.
That you make a stop by mine first for a nightcap.
Okay?
Come on.
-Did you see him again out there? -No.
-No? -No. I kept checking, and no.
He better stay away.
I think I should just go with you.
No, no, no, no, no. Stay here.
Keep enjoying the night, you and David.
And just have fun.
What's happening?
I won't tell anyone.
-Okay. -See you tomorrow.
-Call when you're there? -Yes, I will.
I love you.
-I love you. -Have a great time. I love you.
So you went to a party and didn't invite me.
Well, Matteo, it was just a dinner at my neighbors'.
It was not a party.
I'm kidding.
But maybe if things do continue the way that they're moving now,
I don't know, maybe one day soon,
I could meet your neighbors and your friends.
And if you want…
Esteban too.
Don't you think it's a bit too soon?
No, you're totally right.
Forgive me, I'm…
Sometimes I'm like that.
Impulsive, or even if I like something…
I don't know, I feel like…
I lose control.
-How dangerous. -Quite dangerous.
I have an addictive personality, honestly.
You know?
All kinds of addictions, really.
Like caffeine or love, for example.
Well…
Welcome.
Yeah, thanks.
Let's see.
THE CHAMPION'S LIFE
ELITE ATHLETES
Wow.
The sports star.
Do you still play?
Not right now.
I'm waiting for an offer that's, um, interesting.
But I'm in no rush.
And you don't really miss competing?
Honestly?
Nope.
I love playing sports, Ángela.
Moving my body, achieving goals.
That's all.
And honestly, all this soccer business,
the money, the power…
That bores me.
Yeah.
But you have to miss all that.
Because from what I understand, soccer players are usually turned on
when they win and beat the other team.
Maybe.
You know, in a way,
that, uh…
excitement you experience…
is something you can get…
also off the soccer field.
With a little bit
of strength.
Okay.
Okay, okay. Mmm.
But not everything is strength, dear neighbor.
-No? -No.
You're forgetting you also need some skill.
And quite a lot of precision.
Camila?
Is anyone there?
Wait, no!
Help me!
Someone help!
You son of a bitch!
Fuck you!
So you're the fucking killer!
Thank you, man.
Erika! Erika!
-Camila, just hold on! -Let me go! Let me go!
-Erika! -Baby, please.
-Erika! Let me go! -Please, don't.
Let me fucking go now!
-Let me go! Erika, please! -Camila, please!
-Erika! Erika! -Camila.
Call an ambulance, goddammit!
Please, Erika!
Erika! Erika!