I hope that you and your office, or whatever this place is,
doesn't have hidden cameras,
because that would be illegal.
You can't record these conversations, right?
I'm sorry to hear that you had a bad experience, Camila.
But, to be very clear, I'm not a psychiatrist, okay?
I'm a sexologist.
I specialize in communication between couples.
So what brings you here today?
What's going on with you two?
You can go first, if you want.
-No, you go first. It was your idea. -Fine.
Camila and I had a threesome recently.
That changed everything between us. It was a very intense experience.
We weren't prepared for a situation like that.
I don't understand why you can't accept that we were born from the same parents?
I should be the one who's angry at you for abandoning me in that orphanage.
You and Mom and Dad just left me there all alone.
We're not fucking brothers,
and we will never be brothers, you hear me?
It's been a tough couple of days. That's why we're here.
Mmm.
FAKE PROFILE
Help me.
Help me. Someone's watching. Someone's out there watching.
-Who? Who's watching, Ángela? -They're watching. Help me.
Please, help.
-She has many scratches… -They're watching us.
-…some self-defense lacerations. -Mm-hmm.
That's not all. There's more.
I know they're out there watching us.
There are rope marks on her hands, arms, legs, and feet.
Same as the fake profile victims.
Take her away.
They're still watching us.
I know they're out there watching us.
Everything before the kidnapping is like a blur.
I don't remember much, but I recall their faces were covered.
There were three men.
I know, because I remember they had very different voices.
I remember clearly.
They were constantly yelling and barking orders at me.
When I woke up, I was locked in that horrible warehouse.
How much time has passed?
No one said anything?
You've been missing for three months.
I'm sorry, three months?
And my children?
I need to see my children.
You know, I bet they're on their way here.
What if the cops come and ask me about Mrs. Ángela Ferrer?
Why would the cops ask anything about anyone?
I could be in big trouble, Lucas, and it'd be on you.
Oh, please.
Calm down, okay? It's not about you.
You knew exactly where your mom was.
You're gonna have to trust me, or I'll tell your dad what happened.
That I watched you and your mother on a video call.
He's listening to you too.
Who's listening?
My psychiatrist.
Dr. Duval.
He manipulated me into keeping quiet.
I was kidnapped as punishment.
I know he wanted to murder me.
Oh, hi there. You're still here?
I was waiting for you.
Are you a stalker?
You're obsessed with me.
I wouldn't say obsessed.
When I see someone I like, I don't give up so easily.
You liked the rehearsal?
Oh, yeah.
Your performance was very moving to me.
-Wow! -It's true.
That's very nice.
Thanks a lot.
Well, I'm gonna get something to eat. Wanna come with?
I'm broke, so no thanks.
It's on me.
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah. It's my treat.
So, she looks badly beaten.
But, um, I don't really believe a single word.
Ángela's version is extremely similar to Duval's.
The two must have agreed on the same story somehow.
But this doesn't track at all.
Why would Joaquín Duval take all the blame here?
Is it love, or is it loyalty to his patient?
Was it lust, or was it the cash?
No idea, but Joaquín Duval couldn't commit those crimes all on his own.
No, he had help.
THE LEGACY OF PEDRO FERRER
Mom!
Lucas.
I've missed you so much!
I've missed you so much, my love.
It's okay, I got you.
I'm here now.
Hello, Ángela.
Hi.
Hello, my sweet girl.
Aren't you gonna say hello?
Hello, Mom.
Is that how you greet your mom after three months?
Here.
Go.
See your mom now.
Eva.
Hello.
How's my girl?
For so long, I've waited for this moment.
Everything's fine.
Actually, Camila's taking good care of both of us.
You all get along with Camila?
Yeah.
Pretty much.
Especially Eva, right?
Good.
Go figure.
Seems there's a lot to thank Camila for since I disappeared.
-Hi, honey, how are you? -Hey there! All good.
Noa!
Hi, love!
-Oh! Hi. -Oh! How is my favorite girl from Madrid?
I'm doing great.
How are you?
-Other than fabulous and gorgeous. -Oh, please. Oh!
Look at you!
Ah!
You're beautiful.
So are you, gorgeous.
-Oh, I've missed you so much. -So much.
Tell me about this place.
Welcome to your club!
I told you she was fabulous, right?
Don't you agree that we need her?
-Okay, okay, okay. Yeah. -Mm-hmm.
She's a brilliant, amazing dancer. No doubt about that.
But, if she's on board, then it's gonna stir up some jealousy.
You know how some of these girls are.
That's why I have you, Tom.
-To deal with all of that. -Yeah, I know. You love me.
Give all of your info to Tom, and he'll draw up your contract right now.
-Okay, Tom? -Fine.
Wait, wait, Camila.
-You want a contract? -Yeah.
-Are you serious? -Yeah, of course!
Camila, that's amazing.
You don't know how much this means to me, babe.
Mmm. No.
-We don't say "thanks" here. -We don't?
Ah, no?
-Here we say, "salud." -Ah, of course.
Ooh.
You're at the Golden Lips to shine, be brilliant, and to dance.
Well, look who just came in.
That guy's been looking for you all week. Inti, right?
-Hey, what's up, Tom? -Inti.
I finally find you.
I need to talk to you, Camila.
Whoa.
I've been sleeping on a boat for five days.
No one has noticed yet.
I lost my job.
Adriana fired me.
She was the only person who could've fired me,
so now I have nothing.
Nothing at all, Camila.
Didn't you work as a diver? What happened to that?
No, no, it didn't work out.
I don't have my certification and a lot of people do,
so I'm out of luck,
and I'm out of work.
But there is one thing I know how to do well.
I've worked for years at nightclubs and bars
since I was 15 years old.
I know how these places work.
Whatever you need, I'm your guy.
Inti,
what about all that cash you got from Pedro Ferrer?
That sailboat you were always bragging about?
Camila, I lost absolutely everything when I was arrested.
I'm all alone here.
I have no one.
I just want one chance.
Help me.
Buttermilk honey, chocolate money
Money, money
Buttermilk honey…
Oh, my God! Esteban!
Are you okay? I was distracted.
You need to come with me.
Take off your pants.
You serious?
Yes, I'm serious.
So, besides a nanny, you're also a nurse?
Well, first aid was part of my training.
Okay.
Oof, I'm getting fired.
They won't fire you.
It's my fault.
You need a doctor, Esteban.
You know I'm a doctor, right?
Yeah?
My second year at med school.
This is serious.
We should go to the hospital.
Has anyone told you that you're the most beautiful woman in the world?
Has anyone told you that you're a bad boy?
You really don't remember anything?
No, Eva, that's not true because I thought about you all the time.
What about Dad?
Him too.
Excuse me.
You ready to leave, Mrs. Ferrer?
Yes, doctor.
Don't forget, you need to get absolute bed rest, please.
Thank you.
-Okay, let's get going. -Please help me up.
Lean forward, okay?
Yeah.
Ángela Ferrer, you're under arrest for homicide.
Wait, what? Homicide?
We're transferring you to prison immediately.
-You're not taking her. -Hey.
-Lucas… -Easy there.
-My mom didn't do anything wrong! -They can only lock me up for a bit.
Come here.
I love you.
I love you more.
Is Ángela Ferrer in the building?
I know she's here.
Tell me the truth. If you don't, I'll know you're betraying our trust.
Well, you haven't mentioned it.
You have a girlfriend?
-Mm-mm. -Mmm?
-No. -Why not?
Well, there's one girl.
Hmm. Tell me more.
No. I'm not saying anything.
-Why? -No, no, no, no, no.
Don't worry, I won't tell your mom.
Hey, Laura.
It's been a while.
Why the long face?
It seems like she's not happy to see me.
No, I'm really not.
Mom, give him a break.
He came to visit us. Sit down. We're eating.
No, you enjoy.
Wait a minute.
He wanted to tell you something important.
Hmm.
I've decided that
I'm going to sell everything I have, and I'm moving.
I wanna spend the second half of my life closer to Esteban.
What an amazing father you have!
I just bought the last house on the left, house L.
You're looking at the newest resident of Riviera Esmeralda.
We're gonna be neighbors!
This is something I've wanted to do for a long time now.
And, naturally, I'd love your opinion.
-Oh, you actually want my opinion? -Mm-hmm.
So you really want to know what I'm thinking?
Like, the way you wanted my opinion on leaving me for Marisela
and taking her to Santa Marta
without telling us?
Want me to share more?
Marisela and I, well, we… we broke up.
Ah, so Marisela is intelligent.
Shocker.
Well, then.
Enjoy your meal.
She's right, you know.
This is one of those nights
Where your kiss feels brand new…
Okay, okay, okay, how are my favorite people doing tonight?
Tonight's show is gonna change your lives.
Are you ready?
Because coming up now, right here on Saturn's Ring,
we have a show that will blow your minds.
This is a major magical event that's happening here.
In fact, this is gonna be the best night of your fucking lives.
Enjoy the show!
One, two, three.
Yeah, hi.
Hey, I'm sorry to tell you, but you can't record.
Thanks, I appreciate it.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Where your kiss feels brand new
-I know exactly what I want -Know exactly what I want
-What I want is you -What I want is you
-I know exactly what I want -Want
What I want is you
I know exactly what I want
What I want is you
I know exactly what I want
What I want
Is you
The place is packed. I've never seen it like this.
It's an amazing evening.
We have a totally new show with Noa, Moira, Salomé.
Noa is a good friend who's in from Vegas, and she's super rock 'n' roll.
You're gonna love it.
How are you?
I'm fine.
Yeah, I'm still with the investors.
But I'm heading home soon.
You're staying with me tonight, right?
Well, I still have a lot to take care of here.
It's okay, love. I'll wait up.
That way we can talk a little, okay?
And what should we talk about?
Like what went on during our trip or maybe our new rules?
Hey, I didn't know you wanted to change the rules.
I didn't want any changes, my love.
I just want you to talk to me and tell me something,
or to just give me a sign.
Anything, Miguel, please.
I miss you.
So much.
I don't know about this "Juanita."
Is she your girlfriend, your wife?
I don't give a fuck.
But I know you came all the way here and you want something.
Miguel!
Coming.
You were amazing out there.
-You enjoyed? -A lot, yeah.
Thanks so much, my love. How are you?
I'm good. Well, I'm staying here a little bit longer, then I'm, uh…
-You okay? You sure? -Yeah, yeah.
It's just that… I'm, uh… embarrassed to tell you.
-Tell me what's up, honey. -It's just that I haven't been sleeping.
-I don't have a home right now. -Inti, no.
-Yes. But it's fine. -Why didn't you say anything?
Because I had it all figured out.
I was sleeping on boats that I was cleaning for money.
-A boat? No! -I got kicked out.
-I'll get another job any day. -Absolutely not. This is ridiculous.
You wanted me to tell you so I am.
-You're coming home with me. Yes, you are. -No, I'm all right, okay
-I may not have a boat. But I have… -No boat? Then I'm not interested.
You're rejecting my five-star couch?
-For real? -No.
Come to my house.
Sleep there.
I mean, you really think she'll find a better club in Cartagena than this one?
No way.
And besides, I see you two care about each other, am I right?
Well, yeah.
I have a lot of affection for my Noa.
Fine, I'm taking care of that contract. I don't want your head to explode.
-The contract. -Excuse me. Yes, I'm on it.
-Chill out. -Tom, please, for me.
ARE YOU AWAKE?
THIS IS OUR NIGHT
Hmm.
The new dancer is not impressive.
Yeah, but she's got amazing presence on stage, and she's very pretty.
And it won't matter if she's terrible,
because she'll always have a job thanks to Camila.
-You're such a hater. -Moira.
My love.
If you wanna say something, say it to my face, okay?
It's only my opinion.
It's rude to listen in on the conversations of others.
No, no, no, no, forget her. Honestly, she's always bitchy.
Just forget her. If you ask me, you were amazing.
Oh, my love, thanks.
What's up with you? You leaving?
No, no, no, I'm here through the last performance of the night.
Then I'm leaving because I have a hot date.
You have a date?
With who? Your boyfriend?
No. Well, just someone new.
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU
We've been texting for six months.
-Six months? -Yeah.
-Wow. -We're meeting for the first time today.
In the photos you're beautiful, but you're simply gorgeous.
You're amazing.
Have you seen me dance at the Golden Lips?
I wanted to finally meet you in person.
You're here, so cheers.
To you and this night.
I want to undress you. That's what I want.
And kiss you slowly over every inch of your body,
so time to leave, or what?
I won't be home tonight,
so don't wait up.
Okay. Later.
Walking through the embers Never hurt me
Hurt me
You look amazing.
Living in the debris never stopped me
I am forged in trials' fire
With bones of iron and steel desire
A flickering of light
Ashes come to life
This time
The truth is, I didn't feel right.
It didn't feel good at all.
It was a negative experience for me.
And no way would I ever do that again, you hear me?
Why not?
He was jealous.
It was a mix of feelings.
Was I jealous? Yeah.
But I'm feeling guilty about it as well.
I should've protected her.
I shouldn't have shared our intimacy with strangers we didn't even know.
So, Cami seems to think that you two guys have real chemistry.
Uh, what?
Something sexual.
-The fuck do you mean "something sexual"? -No, hey, hey, hey!
You really think the two of us had sexual chemistry?
Of course not!
-So why then? -Juanita made a joke, and I laughed.
Calm down.
Baby… Just calm down, okay?
-You're overreacting. -Stop talking. That's enough from you.
Why don't you breathe and stay calm?
She didn't deserve that.
Uh, wait a minute.
-I didn't deserve it? -No.
So, when we first got together, I did deserve you lying to me,
lying about your identity and everything else?
Because you told our sexologist about how we met, right?
About how you said I was "the only one for you."
You didn't seem to care about having a wife and kids.
You didn't care about protecting me then. You cared about covering your ass
and making sure our intimate life didn't interfere with your other intimate life.
-We've talked about this. -Don't you dare come here,
going on and on about how our threesome ruined it all.
Of course, we're not saints.
-You can't come to me now… -I know.
-…worrying about morals. -You're not listening.
I know that neither of us is a saint. I know that.
So what, then?
You know what?
You keep the doctor.
You need her more.
I'll pay double. Don't worry.
-Perfect. -Stay with her and figure it out.
The best thing you do, Miguel, is disappear. It's all you know how to do.
By the way, couples therapy is for two people,
not one, asshole!
All this because of a fucking threesome.
Can you imagine it?
We're gonna have to rent a mansion to hold all the books we're printing.
I know, but they're gonna sell.
-They're gonna sell. -Laura.
Victoria, phone security, please. Thanks.
Just two minutes, and then I'm gone.
Two minutes.
If you don't hear from me by then, call security.
Laura.
I distanced myself from you for only one reason.
I started to feel things for you.
I have the account number from where the transfers were made.
I'm the only person who can help you figure all of this out.
Let me know if you need anything else.
Noa!
-I was just calling you. -What's up?
I was planning on rehearsing.
The guard isn't here though.
-There's no one here. -He's not answering?
-I've been knocking a while. -The lights off?
No lights, no anything.
That's weird.
Did you try yelling?
He's old, and sometimes he's on the other side.
No one yells louder than me, honey.
Let me help.
Ricardo!
This is unusual.
Hello! Ricardo?
I can't see shit.
Be careful. Let me get the lights.
Ricardo!
Oh, my God.
Okay, so here's my theory.
This entire narrative is constructed by Ángela Ferrer and Dr. Duval,
and I think it's total fiction, completely made up and repeated by both.
Okay, okay, okay. Okay.
So what you're telling us is that Ferrer faked her own abduction?
Why not? I mean, think about it.
Ángela Ferrer was allegedly kidnapped for three months.
We didn't find a single bit of evidence that she was being watched,
-Indira… -All the DNA found on the site was hers.
Indira, enough. This is ridiculous.
The last time this group followed your advice,
we ended up at Lobos' funeral.
Enough is enough.
I can't believe you're saying that.
I am completely convinced
that Lobos and Sergio would be here, if not for Ferrer.
I will find the evidence we need to get her.
Which is why I'm here, and I will risk everything to do it.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Indira…
I need your help.
I'm at the club.
Ricardo wasn't here.
Camila arrived, and when she turned on the lights,
she was just hanging there.
-Indira. -What's up?
Our victim is Salomé Ramos, 30 years old.
A dancer from Cali, Valle, no criminal record.
-Hmm? -Hey boss.
Talk to me.
The guard's still alive.
They drugged him, tied him up, and left him downstairs.
-Guess what? -She wasn't killed here.
That's right.
One thing's for sure, he's got a style.
He took his time to perform a ritual.
They're the worst kind.
They think their crimes are art.
It's obnoxious.
No one leaves this place without talking to us.
That includes you as well, Camila.
Salomé was a brilliant star.
She was also very funny.
-And she was my best friend. -I hear you.
Were you and Salomé very close?
You know if she had enemies?
Where did she usually go after work? Tell me anything.
Was she dating?
She have a boyfriend or anything serious?
No, no, no.
She didn't have a boyfriend.
She was seeing only girls for a year or so.
She went out last night.
She left here around 2:00 or 2:30 in the morning.
She Ubers by herself, always.
That's all I got.
My name is Noa.
Noa García.
I haven't been here for long.
To tell you the truth,
I didn't have the chance to get to know Salomé.
Although, last night she told me she had a date.
-Did she tell you who? -No.
She didn't say much.
Only that it was someone from Tinder.
They were messaging for months, just getting to know each other.
And something else.
She told me last night would be their first meetup in person.
Salomé hasn't been at the club for very long.
CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS
I can't offer very much to my staff here.
Just a stable work environment, a peaceful life, security.
Now they crucify and kill one of my employees. It's disgusting.
Look, I promise this.
We are searching every inch of this place.
It's impossible that they didn't leave a trace
when they entered or left your club.
You can't possibly imagine
how much it took to build this fucking club, you know?
Of course.
So why don't we just stop this once and for all?
We both know who's behind all of this.
It's best if we don't jump to conclusions.
Oh, please.
She's tried to kill me several times.
And now she's messing with my employees and everything I created.
It's enough. What more do I have to do?
What are you waiting for? Her murder?
Or mine?
We all know it was Ángela Ferrer.
Ángela's still in jail, Camila.
Hey!
Stop it! Let go of me! Let go of me!
Open your eyes, everyone.
It's not that difficult to comprehend.
Ángela's never letting me go.
She's diabolical. She'll find a way.
Hey, boss. We found who Salomé Ramos went out with on Tinder.
Want to guess the profile name?
-Red Velvet. -There, don't you see?
It's all starting up again.
Black magic
Ecstatic
Can't help when I look at you
Dramatic
I panic
One look, what am I to do?
Losing control
Can't let it go, go, go, go, go, go
Is this heaven or is this hell?
Can't talk 'cause I'm under your Under your spell
Yeah, I'm under your spell
Is this heaven or is this hell?
Can't talk 'cause I'm under your Under your spell
Yeah, I'm under your spell your Under your spell