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They're recovered bodies
from the river for a while.

They say they're people
from other states,

killed by drug lords.

The governor was a victim

of an attack by a drug lord.

But you and I know the
truth is different.

This isn't a game. There
are lives involved.

It's all a game, little sis.

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

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

Take me with you.

Go back to the house,

and bust your ass.

Your mother and son got there.

You're the new face
of Imperio Azteca.

- You're pregnant.
- I don't want it.

Heart rate rising.

Olga, call the Sagrario Clinic,
request the OR for a laparotomy.

What did you do to her?

What are they giving Dolores?

The same thing you gave me once.

You told me that I wouldn't
survive if I didn't listen.

Don't you want to save
your next Miss Mexico?

Please stop the sedatives.

She needs to drink
something now.

Look at her. She won't
make it to the final.

- I need her to be more...
- No, I won't do that.

I know how hard the
first 48 hours are.

And she's making
an enormous effort

to stay clean and sober.

Okay. I'll talk to Olga then.

The best stories
are full of horrors.

When you have the enemy
cornered on the board,

whoever's winning falls in a
trap of their own shortcomings.

Drink it.

- What?
- Trust me. I wouldn't harm you.

Here.

And commits a mistake
that costs them the match.

Luisa doesn't understand,
only the crown can save you.

The story changes when the queen

sends the hunter to
bring her the heart.

Unwittingly, she turns
a girl into a martyr.

A subject into someone
capable of betrayal.

CHAPTER 5 LUISA

And a simple fable turns into
something that seems like hell.

Exaggerated
hyperlordotic reaction.

Your point?

Well, the lower part
of the spinal column...

they push it forward to
display their genitals.

Quadrupeds do it.

- We aren't quadrupeds, Diana.
- Good point.

Primates also do it.

They don't know it, but they're
acting out a mating ritual.

Look. Extension of the
neck to release endorphins,

the rosy makeup to
emulate sexual flushing

Dance. Selection. Coitus.

- How's Isabel?
- She's a mess.

What can I say? She's fucked up.

You never could have guessed

that she'd have
uterine hyperplasia.

The question is when will
we become accountable

for our own mistakes?

When do we take responsibility?

I've spent 20 years
practicing medicine.

Twenty.

It was very possible that
she'd have uterine hyperplasia.

You warned me I
could perforate it,

but I went ahead, and now
I have a girl who's fucked.

How are you?

Come here, my friend?

Please come. Pretty please.

Big round of applause for
the man who made it possible

for you to see this show today.

Outside of La Encantada
there's a mob of women

who want to see these idols

even if only through
their car windows.

So, as always, my friend,
thanks so much and welcome.

Hello.

- You liked it?
- Yes!

Of course you did. You know why?

Because this song is a hit.

And every hit needs
a music video.

And today, I have the
pleasure of announcing

that this music video
will be filmed right here,

with five of you girls.

Calm down. Calm down!

I know you all want to be
one of the five selected,

but they're the ones
who will choose.

So now you know, girls.

Go win your spot, young ladies.

Thank you, friend.

I would like to explain
what you saw last night...

what actually happened. May I?

Go ahead.

Last night I
performed a curettage,

an abortion, on
Isabel Ross, and...

things got very complicated.

What did you expect?

You did it in a
basement operating room.

But she's fine.

She's in a clinic in
town. She's recovering.

Who do you think you
are, I mean all of you,

to treat them like this?

No one forced her.

She asked me if I could do
the abortion, and I agreed.

Do you really think these
girls have any type of power

to decide for themselves?

She was given the option to
back out of the competition,

and she decided to stay...

Stop acting as if
this is normal.

If you want, you can hide the
girl in that clinic in town

so that no one will find out
that you almost killed her.

Just like you can burn down
that house all you want.

But nothing will erase
what you do in this place.

Never.

Pour it.

But more.

There?

Looks good.

It's strong.

I'll be back in a bit.

- I saw...
- Obviously.

Stop, silly. Smile.

- You can't stay like this.
- Don't want to.

Honestly, I can't.

I know. But if you run
now you won't get far.

I'll get you out of this
hellhole when the time comes.

But for now

This is nice!

Come on, Jocy!

Hello. Sorry for interrupting,
but I came to introduce myself.

And you are?

I'm Dolores, your leading lady.

And she's Jocelyn,
Rafa's leading lady.

And why are you two so sure?

Because you and I were
born to be famous together.

We just hadn't met until today.

I suppose you saw the news.

Apparently, it's blowing up.

There's not a single channel
that's not talking about it.

- A timely blow.
- What blow?

It was an emergency measure.

In ten hours they'll
ask for more.

Easy now.

I told them to dig
deeper into the story.

Tonight there's a
more thorough report,

full of all kinds of details
which the herd enjoys.

The more breadcrumbs you
spread for them to chase,

the brighter these fuckers feel.

Those breadcrumbs
better be credible.

Kraceveksi himself is personally
handling all the material.

If my network's news director

can't make them swallow
it, I don't know who can.

They should be
almost done editing.

Looks like you got
mud on your shoes.

Yes, I enjoy sticking my feet
in mud from time to time.

Not as much as you.

Or should I say, both of you?

You burn a part of the
estate and no one cares,

no one gives any explanation.

Part of my home burns
down, and no one cares.

Well, the...

the press is ready
for the photos.

Can I steal him for a minute?

See you in the
capital in an hour.

- Excuse us.
- Of course.

Tell Mirko to get our
things, we're leaving.

What's with the hissy fit?

What the hell are
you doing here?

Why did you come to my house?

That again?

Why did you really
come to my house?

Your main rival, in your
party, disappears overnight.

His bodyguard turns up dead.

A makeup artist here vanishes.

A house that was empty
for years is burned down.

Tell me what the hell
is going on in my house.

When you want to,

you're a whiz
connecting the dots.

But when it no longer suits you,

you turn into the asshole who's
been here more than 15 years

not wanting to know what
happens right under your nose.

Don't know whether to
cry or laugh at you.

You really think you're here
to pretty up these monkeys?

Give me a break.

Not even someone as delusional
as you could believe

that we'd risk hiring
an unlicensed surgeon

to do under-the-table surgeries
and all that for what?

For some fucking brass crown?

You know why I chose you

from all the other
boot-licking quacks

who were dying to
be my servants?

You're here because
you have no balls.

And you...

in exchange for operating again,

decided not to see
what was obvious.

We didn't need an
artist to sculpt...

people.

We needed a common house painter

to paint a few strokes
and leave them pretty.

And strutted around

with your creations,

the actual business in
the cabin in the woods.

And it wasn't the porn.

Don't give me that look.

What?

You really think beauty
pageants serve a purpose?

Give me a break.

The porn only brings
in pocket change.

That house was a real gold
mine, due to the favors

owed to me by the important
men who'd visit it

and who unintentionally,
and without realizing it,

would become the
stars of my movies.

I've got copies of everything.

Tell me which
politician you want.

Give me names. Anyone.

I can show you videos
of the nights they spent

with some of your girls.

I always knew there was nothing
between you and my sister.

Not even a fucking drop of love.

But I thought that at
least you'd sit and talk

about what went on at home.

In a world where all
of us are expendable

Here, here! This
is where I get off!

And the only thing
sacred is privilege...

who can be sure
that they're safe?

La Encantada became
obsessed with going after

everything it
perceived as a threat.

And it didn't notice its
allies were beginning to rebel.

Hey, relax.

I saw them take you out.

I just wanted to make
sure that you're okay.

How do you feel?

You won't tell anyone, right?

Right now, what matters
is that you're okay.

Later, we can talk about what's
going on at La Encantada.

They didn't do anything.

I did.

It was my decision.

I didn't come here to judge you.

No one can do that.

If it was your
choice, that's okay.

I have things to do.

And if I were a mom, I...

I couldn't do them.
But afterwards yes.

- I swear, later I will.
- It's alright.

You need to rest now.
You're exhausted.

If you want, don't talk.

You think I'm a bad person?

Actually, I think
you're very brave.

Can you stay until
I fall asleep?

- Of course.
- Please.

Want some water?

Here.

Miss Universe will be in
Cancun. In a year and a half.

It'd be good if the winner was
a Mexican, don't you think?

- That would be perfect.
- Just imagine.

It would be...

a victory for the country.

Mexico entering the first world,
by the hand of Miss Universe.

Pure poetry. Perfect timing.

And a triumph for the whole
country, as you said, Alejandro.

Absolutely.

And this year we have a
contestant who can win.

That girl.

She's winning everyone over.

But we need to make her
more memorable for people.

Do you think you could bring
her to the capital for one day?

If we have her live on
Kraceveksi's newscast,

no one will forget her presence.

I love it.

I'll set it up.

See you tomorrow and
we'll set a date.

Perfect. Perfect.

I don't want you to lose
sight of those brats.

They're scared to death. They
could talk at any moment,

and I want you there
to see what they say.

Understood?

Yes, uncle.

I don't want any
mistakes. You got that?

I want you to
become their shadow.

Let them feel you
breathe down their necks.

You got that? You got that?

Look me in the eyes and
tell me you got it, dammit.

Yes.

If this whole circus

about the drug lords
doesn't work...

I'll have to find
someone else to blame.

We're ready, ladies. Alright.

Remember that the chosen five
will be able to enjoy an evening

with their idols, who
made the decision, not me.

You'll be able to talk about
the music video you're making.

And the chosen are...

- Ready?
- Yes!

Guerrero.

Guanajuato.

Thank you.

Oaxaca.

Sinaloa.

Thank you!

And

Chihuahua.

Jocy!

Stand up. Go on. Do it.

Hello, my dear
people. How are you?

How are you, audience?
Good evening.

Today we have some
videos that you'll love

because we're going
straight to the mansion.

Director, roll the tape, please.

Don't know about you, Chelo,

but I feel like
part of the house.

Me too.

I also think that Mexico
and our whole audience

feels like they're part
of it. What do you think,

if we dive into La Encantada?
- Perfect.

Just look at those beauties! It's
hard to pick just one to root for.

- Pedrito, how fun!
- You're on TV! You'll miss it!

Dude, what is she dressed as?

Oh my gosh how rude!
It's Miss Sonora.

I deserve to win, because...

I'm Miss Guerrero, and I came
here to steal your hearts.

I take my hat off
for this woman.

No doubt. She's killing
it. I think she'll win.

I love her.
- I think she's by far the best.

Her eyes, her smile, her skin...

We now interrupt this program.

Coming up, a detailed
report on the case

that has left Mexico
sleepless for weeks now.

The disappearance of
Governor Valenzuela Helú

is a mystery.

It is believed to be
connected to organized crime.

Up until now, no one
knows his whereabouts.

Next is a message
from his family.

I'm begging you,

he's a very good
father and husband.

He's not just the governor.

His daughter and I
miss him very much.

If anyone has any information,
please let us know.

I just want my husband to
come back safe and sound.

Please.

Raúl López Morton began to pull
the strings on of his puppets

without thinking of
the consequences.

Without thinking
of all the lives

that could get
trapped in his web.

Lives that existed light-years
away from his world,

where his power and
money were things that...

only existed in fairytales.

There is no one more dangerous
than someone who once was loved

and then abandoned.

Welcome.

The day Luisa first
arrived at La Encantada...

she had a feeling that
she would stay forever.

Give me that.

Miss Alcocer, you're
breaking the rules.

No one said we
had to be perfect.

Only that we have
to pretend to be.

Luisa also knew that the
crown was out of her reach.

She wasn't the kind of woman
Mexico wanted as its queen.

But for an instant
she dared to hope

that things could be different.

Luisa, I've been
thinking a lot about you.

You've made every
effort to be here.

I don't want you to
leave empty-handed.

That doesn't matter.

I want to offer you a
position as my secretary.

Your secretary?

Yes, my right hand. My eyes.

You know you can't
contend for the crown.

When they woke her
up from her dream...

It makes us very happy
to have you all here.

It's an unlimited pleasure
to watch you grow.

I want you to be aware
that you've been chosen

as the most beautiful women...

she was willing to keep
secrets and cover up sins,

as long as they
didn't push her away

from the splendor
that dazzled her.

But the sun isn't aware
of all its satellites

and Luisa faded into oblivion,

condemned by her place
in that universe.

Where the hell could they be?

What is it? What're
you looking for?

I can't believe this shit!

Where are my pills?

What was the name
of that damn book?

What book?

Out of the way, assholes!

Know what?

I left my meds in the bathroom.
I'll go back for them.

- I can get them.
- No.

I want some fresh air. Thanks.

Marijó?

What are you doing here?

I can't find Isabel. What if
something happened to her?

Go to your room. I'll handle it.

Help me!

You'll be okay. You'll be okay.

You'll be okay.

You'll feel better
with this, I promise.

The water's ready.

Thanks, Olga. Good night.

Let me know if you need me.

There.

Thanks, Luisa. You can leave.

Feeling better?

She loves you, doesn't she?

Excuse me?

Luisa.

Luisa.

We were very lucky
to find each other.

She always says I saved her,
but it was the other way around.

And she's always there,
watching my back.

What did she save you from?

I wouldn't know where to begin.

We have the whole night.

No, we don't, you have to sleep.

- You and I are alike.
- Why?

We're both survivors.

Well. To sleep.

Nothing that we've tried
to erase, disappear,

or bury underground...

stays in place very long.

And forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who
trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.

Our Father, Who art in
heaven, Hallowed be Thy Name.

Thy Kingdom come.
Thy Will be done.

Cut! Thank you.

Come here, Pablo. A
little more smoke.

Isn't there anything stronger?

It's not allowed.

I'll talk to my manager,
to see what I can get.

You always get what
you want, right?

Same as you, right?

Maybe in the real world.
Here, it's not so easy.

And what would you want from
the real world right now?

Well...

Go out and see it for a while,

get a little fresh air

and some other things
also. I want it all.

You think you can
grant me my wish?

- To get out of here?
- Yeah, today.

Consider it done.
We'll go out tonight.

La Encantada couldn't
foresee what creatures

would be created
by its mistakes,

the passions...

the unexpected generosity
that would yet again,

change the course of this story.

- Come on.
- "Come on" what?

- We had a deal...
- I don't understand.

I did what you asked.

Now it's your turn to
invite me to dance.

Okay.

Professor?

I talked to the
attorney general.

He'll meet with you in private.

Let me know when you
get to the capital.

He'll be coming to my house.

Ernesto, I don't
want to endanger you.

Looks like you didn't understand
anything I taught you.

- May I have this dance?
- No, thank you.

Well, now

I'll be sitting here
until I convince you

that young girls aren't my type.

Shall we? Let's go.

- Get me out of here.
- What happened?

Please.

What's wrong?

You okay? What...?

Come.

Did you bring the
money I gave you?

Yes.

You sure? Okay.

I said I'd get you out
of this place, right?

This is your chance.
There's the bathroom.

Go over there and
find the exit. Okay?

Run. Run.

Don't look back.

Find your mom, take her
far away from Juarez,

then take care of
your sister, okay?

Jocelyn! Jocelyn!

You go. Go! Jocelyn, go!

Go, go, go.

The thing about your
enemies' mistakes

is knowing when to
take advantage of them.

And not thinking you are above
making mistakes of your own.

Because everyone carries
their own trap inside.

The time bomb, waiting for
the exact moment to explode

and blow our plans to bits.

Oh, Chihuahua. Oh, Chihuahua.

You like it? Of course.
Of course you like it.

Mirko!

One of the girls escaped.

Where?

Stay and keep watch.

Where are the others? Where
are Ángeles and Jocelyn?

- I don't know...
- Don't play dumb. Where?

- Let me go.
- Stupid drunk.

- Why'd he grab you?
- I have no idea.

Where were you?

I'm talking to you.
Where were you?

Is something wrong?

- Where's your friend, Jocelyn?
- Don't know.

Are you sure?

Mirko, what's wrong?

We came to watch
the girls, asshole.

Not fuck them. Go get
the van and move it!

Where's Jocy?

Jocy is all that's
good in this world.

Where is she?

She's gone. She ran
from this fucking hell.

Hurry, hurry. Wait...

Speed up.

- Speed up, asshole.
- Fine, fine.

Speed up, asshole! Want
her to get away or what?

Jocelyn!

Jocelyn!