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My boss has been missing
for more than twelve hours.

If I didn't act, he
would've killed her.

We do this together
or we fall together.

He raped them and hurt them,
that's the whole truth.

If you sponsor me,
your beer will go

from being a national product
to an international success.

We both knew from the beginning

that this bullshit
of 'Miss Mexico'

was nothing more than a facade
for much more important things.

The tape isn't here.

It's the tape of what
happened with the governor.

The only thing I want now

is to take all this
shit to the police

and blow up this
fucking pageant.

They found the dismembered body

of the missing politician's
personal bodyguard.

One, three, five, seven, eight.

One, three, five,
seven, eight...

One, three...

Go! Keep going.

Come on!

- Come on!
- Go, Pedro!

Isabel! We're about to start!

Go! Pedro!

What's she doing?
What's going on?

What's she doing?

Isabel was made to compete.

Isabel! Come here immediately!

Isabel!

She has the instinct,
the ambition,

and the power of
concentration of a hunter.

Isabel!

What were you thinking Isabel?

She also had the misfortune
of being born in Yucatan,

where the only prey
an affluent young lady

is allowed to hunt is
a husband with an MBA.

You embarrassed us all.

But Isabel doesn't
know how to lose.

CHAPTER 4 ISABEL

Are you listening to me Isabel?

Do the steps. Smiles.

One, two...

She always finds a way to win.

Five, one...

Even if it's in the only game

the world is willing
to let her to play.

So who are all those men?

The owners of the
country, dummy,

deciding who to sponsor.

A good sponsor is the
difference between leaving here

with a crown or with
a kick in the ass.

Four, five, six...

Pay attention, girls!
Again, from the top!

Again! More energy!
What's wrong with you?

Okay. Again, again!

Okay. One, two, three,
four, five, six.

One, two, three...

The gringos should
also think again.

Our agriculture
will suffer a blow

when those tariffs disappear,

but their manufacturing industry

won't be able to compete
with our cheap labor.

Well, I think that it's awesome.

Yes.

Damn gringos can
go fuck themselves.

We'll make them the cars
they want, right, sweetheart?

And I'll sell them.

Well, the party's candidate
lost to PAN in Baja California.

It's time for us to
modernize, gentlemen.

Hey, do you know
what Raúl's up to?

Praying that Helu
never shows up?

That was a good one.

Alright, enough! Stop!

Go take a break.

Come closer, don't be shy.

We can finally get to
know each other better.

I've been watching you
since yesterday from afar.

And though it
might seem strange,

I feel that I've
gotten to know you

and understand your
individual charms.

I won't ask you to
repeat the same lies

you've told everyone else.

No need.

I'm a practical man.

And I understand how easy
it is not to give a damn

about this pageant, since
it doesn't affect you.

But it matters to me.

The governor was the
victim of an attack

by a drug lord.

At least that's what they're
saying in all of Mexico.

But you and I know the
truth is different, right?

You're the one with
the missing sister?

Things get harder by
the day in the North.

But the only thing we
can't lose is hope.

Never.

Your friends know that.

Look at her.

Even knowing the rules of
the pageant, she didn't care.

She signed up for
it, son and all...

How's that?

You know why?

Because she's a single mother,

who needs to work to
give her baby the best.

Even our very own future queen

is a woman with hope.

She knows that things must
be done in the right way.

Because if not,
she'd have to go back

to the slums of Acapulco
where she's been crawling

since she can remember.

We all have hopes
for the future.

I guess being in this
pageant makes you feel

like you are protected
by the crown.

But this will end,
because it does end.

And you know what'll happen?

Do any of you know?

What happens to your
lives after all this

is solely up to you.

And if by chance,
anyone remembers

what happened that night,
something you didn't mention

and you want to say
now, you tell me.

Only me.

Understood?

We don't want anyone else
to get hurt by all this.

Not your baby,

nor your sister, who's
very pretty by the way.

Nor our future queen.

Is that clear?

So then, go, follow the
river back to the house.

You know that route
by memory, right?

And don't get distracted
along the way,

because by now you know
you're being watched.

All the time.

Let's go.

Anything else?

How I love this place.

Your mom, aunt, and I

used to play hide and seek
here when we were kids.

Catch up with them. Careful.

I'd take them more seriously.

What do you mean, Armando?
The wall just came down.

The Mexican left will go to
hell without communist support,

just like Castro.

But Cardenas isn't a communist.

Cardenas is a joke.

What do you think, Pepe?

How much are we talking?

Well, not much really.

It's only a nose job
and a little collagen.

About eight million,
something like that.

I think around
six million pesos.

The silicone implants
are more expensive,

but in Jocelyn's case,
they're totally worth it.

Well...

She is a bit flat.

That's why I'm telling you
it's worth the investment.

I don't know.

The costs are very
high this year, Carlos.

Please. It's a fraction of
what any other decent clinic

would charge for
the same procedure.

Adding one hundred cubic
centimeters on each side

for that cost is a bargain.

And for that price,
you'll get a commercial

that'll last what?

Five hours in the most expensive
prime time slot. Right, Alex?

You'll never sell more
beer in your life, Tomas.

And where's the
girl from Yucatan?

How much would I have
to invest in her?

Nothing, Iriarte.
Because she's mine.

Hang on.

Sorry, gentlemen, Isabel is
ours and we're sponsoring her.

She's my daughter-in-law.

Tomas, there's a pair
of very cute blondes

I'd like you to meet.

And they don't need any surgery.

- Will you join me?
- Yes.

I'll introduce you. Excuse us.

Okay, from the top.
That was very bad.

Again. Again.

Remember the steps, smiles.

Telling a story is a
little like mapping out

a war strategy.

When the enemy is
quickly approaching

and the attack
appears imminent...

we give our characters
an unforeseen weapon.

A move that the
opponent doesn't expect

and which can change one's
luck on the battlefield.

But in order to
deploy this tactic,

the heroes must
know how to wait...

let their adversaries believe
in their own strength...

and counterattack.

I need more! More energy!

Again, again.

One, two, three,
four, five, six.

There are characters
who know how to exploit

the havoc of conflict

and when the smoke clears, they
advance without hesitation,

until they're placed at
the forefront of the story.

- Hi!
- Hello.

Did you tell Concepcion
I'll be your queen?

I wish I could.
It's a real shame.

What? What's the problem?

Problem? Well, your fiancé.

Didn't you see him
at the breakfast?

He's ecstatic that your
father-in-law's sponsoring you.

A shame you can't
stay for dinner.

Most people stay
into the evening.

This is the prettiest
season in La Encantada.

Another time,
darling. Thank you.

Did you come by plane or car?

My plane. My back can't
handle the road anymore.

- I know.
- Can you give me a ride?

Of course. Well...

- We're good?
- Of course. Thanks for coming.

- Thank you.
- Have a nice trip!

Yucatan?

What are you doing here?
You're not invited.

I'll be just one minute.

Leo.

Baby!

- How are you?
- Good and you?

Good as well.

Do you have a minute?

- Come.
- Okay.

Stop, Leo.

What's wrong? You don't want to?

What the hell are
you doing here?

I came to help you.

And how do you plan to do that?

My dad's putting up the money
so you win this little fantasy.

Thanks but no thanks.

How ungrateful, Isabel.

This is the last time I try
to buy you a fucking crown.

You don't even have enough
to buy me a fucking pearl.

You know who can
pay for that crown?

The Garza Sadas, the
Iriartes, the Harps.

The people who have breweries
or at least a fucking bank.

You think your dad with
his third rate hotel

in the middle of nowhere can
compete with those people?

I don't need you to help me.

You're the ones who need
me to win that crown

to make your flophouse an
international attraction.

If you don't talk to
your dad right now

and tell him to drop the
sponsorship, the wedding is off.

- Don't joke around.
- I'm not joking.

Get out of my way and I'll
happily get out of yours.

One of the most efficient
ways to subdue an enemy...

is to subject them
to a state of siege.

Cut them off from their allies.

Disrupt their supply lines.

Break off their
contact with the world.

- Don't tell me there's more.
- Where do I put them?

Wherever. I don't care.

And take these in the trash can,

and burn them in
the usual place.

Another thing, Toño.

I need you to take
care of something.

The professor's motorbike...

has to break down.

Okay?

- Yes.
- Thanks.

Morning, auntie.

Why are you here, Raúl?

I came to talk to three
of your princesses.

Let's go to our hideout.

JOCELYN, I'M DESPERATE.
YOUR SISTER HASN'T SHOWN UP.

I'VE TRIED TO CONTACT
YOU AT LA ENCANTADA,

BUT THEY ALWAYS MAKE EXCUSES.

"Dear Miss Campeche,
when you have that crown

on your beautiful
head, I'll look for you

until I can be with
you, my queen."

What's this? How do
they come up with this?

You have a husband.

You won't review it?

- No, of course not, Tere.
- Let's see.

"The waters taste
different here"?

What? "The waters"? Good Lord!

That's what my little
brother calls it.

I wrote the letter to him.

No problem. That's
why we're here, right?

To teach you how to express
your ideas properly,

but without grammatical errors.

Write it again
and hand it to me.

Know what, ladies?
Forget the class.

Go and answer your
letters wherever,

in your rooms, the
pool, or wherever.

Writing is an intimate act
and that's why it's better

when we do it without someone
watching over our shoulders.

If you need me,
I'll be in my room.

If you finish your letters,
you can find me there.

Yes?

May I?

Yes.

Don't you get tired of us?

You're like a voyeur.

No. I enjoy it. Plus,
they even pay me.

It all seems so...

so perfect.

That's how it has to be.

The photos, the videos,
everything related to you.

- "Our wonderful days."
- Exactly.

That's how the network wants it.
As fast and perfect as possible.

So if it has to be fast,
I'll skip the small talk.

I appreciate the gesture
but I don't like dark beer.

Me neither.

But it's the best selling
beer in our country

and if I can get
Iriarte to sponsor me,

the crown could be mine.

Yeah.

Sounds great and very logical.
But where do I fit in?

The picture you took
of me the first day?

No one's ever captured
me so beautifully.

Really?

That's strange.

Maybe because no one's
seen you like that.

Like I see you.

And you're right.

This beer makes me gag,

but if I see your
picture on this bottle,

I'll drink it all.

- Yeah?
- Every last drop.

What kind of photo
do you have in mind?

The most daring.

Can I go in?

Be my guest.

You've got talent.

Thank you.

- What?
- That's me.

Yes.

Gorgeous, right?

What are you doing?

Don't you want to?

What're you doing?

Should I stop?

If you don't want to...

I'll stop.

I want to.

I hadn't been to our
refuge in like ten years.

What about you, bunny?

You still come here
when life gets too much?

Don't harm them.

Please.

You were always the most
scared of the three.

I just remembered that.

Whenever you heard the wolves
howl you'd cry, remember?

Dad always said, "This
forest is ours, not theirs."

And what was the first
thing he taught us?

To shoot.

He took us to that cabin
he never finished building.

He brought water, food, and
a shotgun for each of us.

Remember?

And he told us the
wolves were coming.

And that we had to defend
ourselves, remember?

I remember how you cried.

Begged him not to
go, but he did.

Do you remember what happened?

I don't remember what
happened 30 years ago,

but what I want to know
is why you're here,

- what did you plan...
- What I did and what I'm planning

has to do with what our
dad taught us that night.

Because the wolves came
and we were outnumbered.

But we defended ourselves.

And when sun came
up, we were alive,

and together.

That's exactly what will happen
if you do what I tell you.

But we're not children anymore.

And this isn't a game.

There are lives at stake.

It's all a game, little
sis. All of it. Look.

Even your castle.

So go back to playing the
queen with her princesses

and I'll handle it.

Nothing changes, little sis.

You're still that
little girl who cries

when she hears the wolves howl.

And I'm still your big brother.

The only one who'll
defend you and our forest.

Okay?

Miss Ross, please have a seat.

- May I call you Isabel?
- Of course.

Congratulations. You must be
very happy, jumping for joy.

Iriarte is a very
cautious person.

He wouldn't invest in something

without knowing he'll
get back double.

Tell him not to worry.

I don't compete if
I know I won't win.

Unfortunately, in Miss
Mexico, the desire to win

doesn't guarantee victory.

- What's this?
- Touch ups.

Just details.

A few things we have to add, a
few things we have to remove.

No need to worry.

You must know we
don't force anyone

to do anything
they don't want to.

But I also realize that
you're smart enough

to know that this year the
competition is much tougher.

And a little help never
hurt anyone, right?

Plus, Iriarte made these
touch ups a condition

for him to be your sponsor.

You have time to think.
Well, until tonight.

There's not much time
and there's much to do.

By the way, may I
ask you a favor?

Can you stop by the infirmary
before going back to your room?

What for?

To perform some
pre-surgical exams,

in case you decide to move
forward with your sponsor.

May I leave?

Sure. Of course.

It was left on my bed,
it's from my mother.

She's been calling, but
they keep making excuses.

- What are you doing?
- I'm going.

You can't leave.
They're watching us.

I don't care! They
have to let me leave.

Well...

If you do manage to leave,
you'll have to disappear.

Find your mom and disappear.

And stop your crying.
There's no time for that.

- Where the hell is Concepcion?
- I don't know.

- Thank you very much for coming.
- Thank you.

Thank you so much for coming.

As for the costs, they
could be around...

Remember the taco stand
we saw on the way?

Yes, sir.

If it's still open, let's stop.

Mr. Canales! Wait for me.

What's wrong, girl?

Please take me with
you. I'm begging you.

Are you crazy?

You'll be in big trouble

if you don't get out
of the car right now.

Please, Mr. Canales,
take me with you.

I'll pay you all that I owe.

I'll do what you want,
but please help me.

You wouldn't be able
to pay back everything

I've invested in you
in ten lifetimes.

You ungrateful pig.

If you want me to lift a
finger, for your fucking sister,

get out of this car,
go back to the house

and you bust your ass,
because I want that crown.

Is that clear?

Jocelyn, get out. I'm
so sorry, Mr. Canales.

Do your job.

Take her to the infirmary.

Stay with her until she
feels better. Go on.

Can you give me something
to help me sleep?

- Operations make me so scared.
- You're pregnant.

According to the exams,
you're four weeks along.

You didn't know?

No, no. No way...

Where does it say that?

I don't...

I can't be pregnant.

No.

I don't want it.

I understand.

I'm getting married in
four months, doctor.

And my fiancé says I
can work after that,

but that's not true.

And I do want to be
a mom. I really do...

I want to have
kids and I want...

to be their mom, and be there.

But I have things to do and...

and...

and if not, I'll miss out
on all of this and I...

I don't want...

I don't want to miss
out on anything.

Take one of these.

And try to sleep.

Think about it.

And if tomorrow you're sure
about what you want to do,

we'll do it.

The best you can do for
Katy is to stay here.

I don't want to.

I don't want to lie.

I don't want to break
the Commandments.

Come on, Jocy.
What Commandments?

Sorry, but it's impossible
to live in this country

without selling yourself.

More so if you're a woman.

You think it was any different
in the factory you worked?

Didn't they tell
you what to eat?

What to wear?

When you could shit?

The difference is that
here we can name our price.

And your price can be
that they return Katy.

That's the only way you'll
be able to help her.

Why are you here? I'll
walk you back to your room.

Come on.

Confinement not only feeds
our fear of the outside.

It leaves us alone
with our own demons...

at the mercy of our own shadow.

It's just a matter of days.

First the bodyguard, then Nora.

They'll do the same with
us when the time comes.

Erase the tracks.

No, I'm going to talk.

Please, trust me.

I know someone who'll
listen and who can help us.

I just need to find a way
to get to the capital.

Good intentions
aren't enough here.

I hid the video in
Dr. Hidalgo's library.

What?

Where?

The bookshelf on the
left, under the lamp.

- Why'd you do that?
- Are you crazy?

Well...

- Jocy, wait.
- Leave me alone.

Sorry, but it's in the
best place possible,

hidden right under their noses.
They're going to keep searching.

It's the only proof we have.
Whose side are you on, Elena?

It won't start.

Going to the sanctuary?

Yes.

Could you take me
to the mechanic?

The truce came from where
I least expected it.

Local superstition.

People have been recovering
bodies from the river for a while.

They say they're people
from other states

or they were killed
by drug lords.

The people think those
bodies are miraculous.

That they grant wishes to those
who bury them as their own.

Others are just buried
there in the mountains.

But here's the thing...

They all visit
them, tend to them,

pray to them.

They have a deal with the dead.

"I take care of you and
you take care of me."

No one... asks about them?

No one looks for them?

The police doesn't
investigate who they are,

where they came from?

No. Folks buy a plot of land,

give some money to the
police, and everyone is happy.

Some bury them in
their backyards.

They say that way
they'll grant their wish.

I think it's all nonsense.

They just help the real
culprits remain free.

Mother of God, pray
for us sinners,

now and at the hour
of our death...

With the enemy about
to break down the door,

and fear ready to break us,

In the name of the Father...

Earth decided to take pity
on us and swallow our secret.

At least for a while.

The coil is shot.

I'll have to order
a replacement.

You won't find this brand here.

Hey, mister...

Is there a payphone around?

Over there.

So, I'll leave it with you.

Thank you.

That's all of it, right?

Hey, by the way...

This morning that woman called,

the one who was with
you a few days ago.

- With the baby?
- Yes, yes.

She asked me to tell
you they arrived safely.

Good. Thanks, man.

- Have a nice trip.
- Hi, professor, it's Elena.

- Are you back?
- No, I'm still here.

Listen, I wanted to
ask you something.

If I had to report a crime...

a serious one.

Something heavy.

Something that involves
very powerful people...

Elena, you're scaring
me. What happened?

I just wanted to know,
in that situation,

who should I call, who
should hear about this?

Well, the Attorney General.
That would be the route.

Gutiérrez Almada?

He's one of the most
impartial men I know.

You know him? Could you...

No. Hang on, Elena.

Tell me what's going on.

Are you in danger?

No, no. I'm fine.

Could you help me get
a meeting with him?

Alright.

Call me tomorrow. I'll
see what I can do.

But please...

be careful, Elena.

Thanks, professor. Goodbye.

The time to act had arrived.

It was time to use the only
weapon we'd been given.

We just had to find the way

to get it to where it
would do the most damage.

Know what?

I'm very proud of you.

This year, we broke
the sponsorship record.

A round of applause.

And as you know, some
of you have sponsors

who've supported
you for a long time.

Like Chihuahua, for example.

And some of you are
starting to close in

on some very interesting deals.

Too bad for those who didn't
even hook a cheap brand.

They can say goodbye
to the crown.

In fact, Luisa has brought
over some of your contracts.

I would like you
to sign them today.

I also want to single out
two very special cases,

because it's the first
time in our history

that such large consortium
are our sponsors.

Congratulations,
Dolores Acevedo.

You'll be sponsored
by Grupo ICA,

the most important construction
group in all Mexico.

And congrats, Isabel Ross.

You're the new face
of Imperio Azteca.

Like what kind of adjustments?

Yes, they're minor tweaks
that can be done right here

at La Encantada.

Well, enjoy and eat
lots of ice cream,

because it's the last time
you'll be able to do it.

It took me some time to
realize how blind I had been,

to all of the things
I was unable to see.

Your mother and
son got there fine.

I said when they got there
to call and they did.

Thanks so much.

I thought that each of
the women in that estate,

were there because
they'd chosen the path

that led them to La Encantada.

And I judged them for that.

I will fear no evil,
for thou art with me...

It took me a while to see that
none of them had a choice.

Not even me.

I didn't know it then,

but Isabel was light
years ahead of me.

She knew the world
she was living in

and who she really was.

Isabel had decided it was time

to leave the
children's games behind

and start competing for real.

She didn't know what
was going on with us,

but she knew that
whatever it was,

there would be fewer
obstacles in her way.

And she was willing to
do whatever it would take

to make it to the top.

Move the light to the center.

Speculum.

Cervix?

Pozzi forceps.

Hegar.

Cervical fibroids.

The last thought Isabel
had before going under...

was that we all were too naive.

You can never win a
war against a rival

who is willing to sacrifice
much more than you.

Hegar. Two millimeters.

And we're in.

Isabel thought offering
her future was enough.

Hurry. Curette.

- No, it's too tight.
- Do you want us to stop?

But La Encantada
wanted so much more.

She has adenomyoma. I'll
have to adjust my approach.

I'm going to try...

It wanted her life.

Heart rate rising.

Ergotamine. I've pierced
the uterus. Help me.

Olga, call the Sagrario
Clinic and request

the OR for a laparotomy.

She's bleeding too much.
We'll open here. Help me!

It wanted everyone's life.

- Help me.
- Administer the ergotamine.

Hurry.

Olga, clean the
room and call Luisa.

Female patient, 23 years
old, uterine perforation...

- Vaginal bleeding.
- What happened? What happened?

I'll go with her.

What did you do to her?

What did you do?