All language subtitles for La Reina Del Sur S02E38_[eng]

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

PREVIOUSLY...

I'm listening, Teresa.
What do you propose?

A monopoly run by the only four people

competent enough to own the global market.

You'll see that the biggest buyers
in the world

will be waiting for you in Italy.

How's your sister?

Screwed, Grandma. Screwed like me.

I've requested custody
of your half-sister.

What?

If you testify, you'll save her
from a life of hell.

I can't talk to the authorities.
The police are after me.

-Sorry to interrupt, ma'am...
-We haven't finished talking.

Little vampire, I just got a phone call.

Say goodbye because we're out of here.

Bye.

I see Epifanio's blinded you
with that angelic aura of his.

Later you'll discover
that he's Satan incarnate.

-Good evening, Cayetana.
-It's great to see you.

Sorry to show up unannounced.

I'm glad you did.
I was thinking of calling.

Don't worry.

I'm going to try Paloma.

-Since she's younger...
-There's no need.

Charo, they've granted me full custody

of my granddaughter Sofia.

100, 200, 300, 400,

500, 550...

Hey, handsome.

In the car or at your house?

Have you seen Vita?

That is one lucky slut!

She's right there.

Vita, someone's looking for you!

Be right there.

See you, girls.

Good luck and have fun working

and don't you bitches forget
you work for me!

-Back up, back up!
-Whore!

-Get the fuck out of here.
-Bitch.

What do you want?

Sweetie!

I can't believe it!

What are you doing here, sweetie?

-How long have you been here?
-I just arrived.

From where? How are you?

From out of the country.
Don't worry about it.

Tell me, how are your kids doing?

Great. They're so big.

Look.

They're so cute.

I know, it feels like yesterday
that I had them.

My darlings.

Listen to me.

Yeah?

You want to make 5,000 euros in one night?

Honey, for 5,000 euros...
what are we going to do?

Anything you want, baby.
Anything you want.

Close the door and I'll explain. Let's go.

I love you!

THE QUEEN OF THE SOUTH

And that right there is the cathedral.

It's a mix
of different architectural styles.

Neoclassical, baroque, Roman...

It's an architectural jewel.

What?

Have you been here already?

No, but I've always loved that cathedral.

I discovered it one day in college.

I didn't know you liked churches.

You know, because of how
vampires don't like crosses.

-You're so dumb.
-What's so funny?

I'm more confused than a goat
on AstroTurf.

Listen, cutie.

I'm madly in love with you.

Is that right?

I hadn't noticed. I didn't know.

And after that business with
your grandma, even more so.

What do you mean?

Faustino, are you saying
you're in love with me

-because of my grandmother?
-What? No!

Your grandma's a real witch.

No, it's because of what
you said about Teresa.

Because of what I overheard.

That you weren't going to betray her.

Of course not. She saved me from jail.

I could never betray her.

You're priceless.

In fact, that jewel of a church
is a dump compared to you.

Simple as that.

Hey, didn't we have dinner reservations?

Well, you've read
all the books about this place.

Is there a cooler spot
anywhere in the city than here?

Well?

Cheers.

Hello.

Teresa, would you like
to have dinner with me?

I'd love to, Nazario, but I can't.

I have a prior commitment
that I can't cancel.

You could if you really wanted to.

Not this time.

But I'll be back soon anyway.

I want to be sharp
for our meeting tomorrow

with the capos.

Fine.

See you tomorrow.

Why don't you go and take
a stroll through Palermo?

It's beautiful.

Bye.

It's great to see you in this city.

Hi, Francesco.

I'm so happy.

Where are your children?

They ought to be here soon.

My ex-wife agreed to bring them,

but she's unfamiliar
with the concept of punctuality.

Thank you so much for coming
here all the way from Rome.

Being so close, how could I not?

Seeing each other again
was a great idea, wasn't it?

Yes.

The usual, Francesco?

No, we'll be drinking champagne tonight.

-We're celebrating.
-Very good.

Thanks for making this so special.

You're special.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

They ought to be here soon.

Remember that we women
need time to get ready.

Especially when she's meeting the woman

that's dating her ex.

What's her name?

Vita.

Have you told her about me?

Yes.

And no.

I don't like to talk about us.

I understand, and that's good.

There they are.

They're here.

Good evening.

Sorry we're late.

Here they are.

Sweetie, how are you?

You must be Teresa. It's a pleasure.

I'm Vita Puzzi, Francesco's ex-wife.

Nice to meet you, Vita.

-Thank you.
-Always running late.

-A client showed up at the last minute.
-I can imagine.

You know how it is.

Well, I'll let you dine in peace.

So you can talk.

Will you be dropping off the kids

or shall I pick them up?

No, please stay
and have dinner with us, Vita.

Yes, stay and eat with us. Why not?

-Really?
-Yes.

Thank you so much.

How are you, Julieta?

Very well, thanks.

-Are you American?
-Uh-huh.

How come you speak Italian?

Like I told your father, I'm from Mexico,

but I've lived in Italy,
in Tuscany for years now.

Do you have kids, Teresa?

Yes, a girl. Her name is Sofia.

She's Italian like you.

What are you doing?

Why did you do that?

Where'd you get the fire to light it?

Put that out!

Put it out!

What's wrong with you?

Grab another bucket and help me out.

I would, but with my arm
like this, I can't.

You're a demon!

I'm going to punish you. Watch.

Look, it's the police.

I'm right here!

Police!

Where the fire is!

Ow, my arm!

Help! Police!

Head toward the fire!

Talk to me about your friend Sofia.

Where did you meet her?

I still haven't met her.

She was kidnapped, and I'm helping her.

I told her grandmother Cayetana,

but she didn't believe me.

Last session we talked about
how we might imagine things

when we're feeling lonely...

I'm telling you the truth!

If I show you something,

do you promise not to tell my mother?

What is it?

This is the letter
that was inside the bottle

that Sofia sent me.

Hello, officers.

You're here because of the smoke, right?

I was barbecuing,
and it got a little out of hand.

I was just now able
to put out that bonfire.

So was it a bonfire or a barbecue?

Well, a barbecue that became a bonfire

thanks to the goddamn wind.

Show me the paperwork for this property.

No problem. I'll get it now.

No, no. I'll come with you.

I want to personally make sure
that everything's fine.

-Okay.
-Search the perimeter.

Right this way.

Lastly, write the name. Sofia Aljarafe.

Done.

That's not my writing, is it?

I told you I wasn't lying.

I didn't write that message.

My friend Sofia sent it to me
inside of a bottle.

Okay, now we're going to talk
to your mother.

No.

No, don't talk to her.

I'll be punished if I did something wrong.

I can assure you
that won't happen, Renata.

Relax.

Can you please wait outside?

All set?

Come in.

Wait out here with the guards, honey.

Carolina, the problem
is a little more complicated

than what we thought.

Don't scare me.

Renata's suffering from
dissociative identity disorder,

which we used to call
multiple personality disorder.

In kids it arise after
a traumatic experience

that forces them
to develop other personalities.

It's a kind of defense mechanism.

In Renata's case, it manifests itself

with the appearance
of her imaginary friend Sofia.

Her father never let her
have many friends.

That's why her friends are invisible.

I know, and that's where
the problem arises.

Her level of disconnect is so extreme

that she used different penmanship.

Renata's trying to rescue her friend Sofia

who she says is kidnapped,

but the truth is she herself is Sofia,

and she's trying to free herself
from being locked up,

which is overwhelming for her.

Poor thing.

All my documents are in order,
aren't they?

Didn't I tell you?

I see the house is owned
by an aviation company,

but I don't see your name
anywhere, Mister... Güemes?

That's 'cause I don't own the house, bro.

Can you imagine if I did?

...and all that,
but I don't stay here for free.

I have to...

-Anyone else inside?
-No, I'm alone.

-You'll be hearing from me.
-All right.

You go check on that.
I'll walk you to the dock.

What was that?

I'm alone.

Must be the dog or a stray cat.

Excuse me, I have to check the house.

I can't let you do that, buddy.

I don't want any problems with the law,

but I don't want problems
with my boss, either.

He's sensitive like that.

He doesn't like people entering his house.

And if he finds out you did,
he won't let me use it anymore,

and I can kiss my barbecues goodbye.

Why don't you just leave instead?

Are you bribing a police officer?

Come on! There aren't any cameras here.

It's just you and me.

You've got two choices.

You take the money and go home,

or you come inside but leave empty-handed.

What'll it be?

If you're offering me money,

it's because you're up to something.

...the sticky icky, the green stuff,

but it's for personal use.

I don't sell it or anything.

Just take this and we'll be square.

I'll tell my boss you helped me out,

and there'll be no more barbecues.

I don't want
any more problems, you get me?

Everything outside is in order, boss.

Shall we search the house?

No, everything's fine,
I already checked it.

Take care, Mr. Güemes.

All right, have a nice day.

Fucking pigs.

Where the hell are you, cat?

I've just about had enough of you.

What if the cops had come inside?

The boss would've killed me!

Did they leave?

Of course they left!

You have to be really evil
to kidnap a little girl,

knowing they're going to kill her

-like they did your children.
-Stop that, Sofia!

You always bring up my kids.

I won't let you manipulate me anymore.

If you don't want me
to tie you to the headboard

and keep you here in the dark,
you'd better stop these stunts!

I'll always try and escape.

Lupo and you are paid to stop me.

That's why it's called "kidnapping,"
right?

Then I'll keep you tied up.

No, Batman! Please!

Batman!

Let's try a new medication.

Bring her back in one week.

I'll have to tell her father.

He should be informed
about something so serious.

Treat her normally and don't scold her

if she talks about Sofia.

May I take this?

Of course.

PALERMO, ITALY

-You sure she's here?
-Yes, boss.

As soon as I saw Teresa walk inside,
I notified you.

Who the fuck is Teresa with?

Why are you eating with your hands?

You've got a fork.

The pasta is delicious.

Mom's food is disgusting.

Don't exaggerate.

You just wait till we get home.

I'm sorry, I'm not much of a cook.

How about you, Teresa? Do you cook?

Yeah, mostly dishes from my country.

That's great.

Teresa makes delicious marmalade.

Mexican marmalade? How interesting!

You'll have to teach me.

Of course!

What do you do for a living, Vita?

I...

Events, right?

Event planning for companies.

It's really exhausting,
and my clients are quite demanding.

They all want the complete package
and for it to be good,

but when it comes time to pay,
they complain. They really are terrible.

Excuse me.

I have to get this.

Vita, you shouldn't be
getting into specifics.

What else are you going to say?

No more, okay? Talk less.
In fact, don't talk anymore.

What the hell did I say?
She asked, and I answered.

I understand,
but you don't need to explain.

And you two, don't talk so much.

Talk less.

Teresa isn't stupid.

Listen, if you mess up again,
no video games for a month.

-No!
-Then shut up!

Hey, Michele.

Yeah?

What do you think of my dress?

It's pretty, now sit down. Sit down.

It's beautiful, everything is beautiful.

The important thing is that
you not talk so much.

Michele, can we get gelato, too?

Don't call me Michele!

I'm Dad.

Dad.

Darling.

That's great.

You know Abdelkader.
He never overlooks a detail.

So how is everything for tomorrow?

They've all been confirmed.

Old allies of yours and mine.

All the same, you must be very cautious.

They are not Abdelkader.

You have to keep every promise you make.

Okay.

What's Teresa up to?

She's having dinner with someone,

so why did she get up
to talk to someone else?

Who knows, sir?

Maybe she doesn't want
the person she's eating with

to hear her.

I'm going to find out right now

why she didn't want
to have dinner with me.

Whatever, I'm going in.

My father, may he rest in peace,
really loved Francesco.

Like a son.

They were very close.

Why did you get divorced?

It was time to get divorced.

Such a small world
is Palermo, Teresa.

Good evening.
Good evening to all.

I asked the hotel
what the best place for pasta was,

and they told me here.

What a coincidence!

And who is this distinguished family?

This is Francesco, my friend.

This is Vita, his ex-wife,
and their children.

This is Nazario, a fellow Mexican.

-Nazario Villa.
-Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you.
-Mexican like her?

Then welcome to Palermo.

I didn't understand. What'd she say?

She's welcoming you.

Thank you very much, ma'am.

-Francesco?
-Belmondo.

Francesco, a pleasure.

What does Francesco do?

He's an investor.

He buys properties,
fixes them up and resells them.

And what do you do?

I'm an investor, too.
I'm Teresa's partner.

We're partners.

Cheer up, man. I'm not competing with you.

No, ours is a different kind
of investment.

What kind?

Well...

I think we should change the subject

before the kids get bored.

Zurdo, we finished eating,
but stay and have a drink with us.

Heck yeah, I'm staying!

Cheers.

Make some space for me.

We're leaving.
The kids have tests tomorrow.

What about the gelato you promised, Dad?

Fine, we'll have some gelato
and then leave.

So how did you and Teresa meet?

We met in Massa Marittima,

a small town in Italy where I lived.

He's a customer at the store
where I sell my marmalade,

so Estela introduced us
and we've become good friends.

Sorry. Friends?

I don't speak Spanish very well,

but I do understand a little.

-You told me you were dating.
-No.

That's amazing.

Beautiful, smart and as it turns out,

the Queen of Italian Marmalade.

No wonder I like you more and more.

All right, we're leaving.
Time to go, kids.

Let's go!

-Come on, kids.
-Please, Francesco.

But we haven't finished, Mom.

-Darling, we'll finish later, at home.
-Sweetheart, I know, but...

Let's go.

Have a nice evening.

Oh, dear.

Teresa, a real pleasure to meet you.

-You too, handsome.
-Let's go.

Good night.

Good luck on your tests tomorrow.

I'm walking in,
in the middle of the movie.

That dude was pissed off. What did I miss?

You two got something going on?

Is there anything you'd like to tell me?

Let's clear a few things up.

Our relationship is strictly professional.

My private life is just that: private.
Got it?

Kids, this is for the gelato
you didn't get to have

at the restaurant.

Thank you, Michele.

Here are the keys, kids. Be good.

Bye.

All right.

Hey, careful, kids.

Michele, are you in love?

What are you talking about?

I don't recognize you,
and I've known you my whole life,

since we grew up in the orphanage.

You were the kid
with the saddest eyes I'd ever seen,

who later grew up, joined the military

and became a soldier.

You became a man.

An attractive man who never fell in love.

Until now.

That's enough, Vita.

You still have those sad eyes.

But you've changed. You're not the same.

Vita...

here's the money.

You did a great job.

Thank you.

Now give me a kiss.

Vita.

Thank you.

Michele has fallen in love!

Good night, Nazario. See you tomorrow.

So...

...how about some tequila?

No, I'm tired.

Plus, tomorrow's a big day.

Come on. Just one.

What's the problem?

You're pretty even when you're mad.

I read you loud and clear
after what you told me,

but I'm going to work
on getting my name on your list.

I will win you over.

And when that happens, you won't have eyes

for anyone else but me.

Shit, I just spilled my guts to you.

I can sleep well tonight.

-Okay.
-Sleep tight.

-Thank you, Nazario.
-Good night.

What are you doing here, Francesco?

I don't know what I'm doing here.

I needed to see you.

I don't like how I'm feeling.

I don't want to feel this way.

I know that what happened
at the restaurant was uncomfortable,

but as soon
as you left with your kids,

I told Zurdo there was nothing...

I'd rather get out of the way.

I don't want to keep up this lie.

What lie?

It's no coincidence that Zurdo
showed up at the restaurant.

He follows you

and not because he's interested
in you being his partner.

He wants you.

So what? What's the problem?

It's one thing to be interested in me.

It's another for me to reciprocate.

That's the problem.

I don't want to feel bad
about you sleeping with him.

Well, if you decided this ends here,
then this ends here.

In fact, it'd be better for me.

I'll be able to concentrate
on what's important.

Look.

This is what's important.

They've asked me to record
this video to say I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I'm guessing the video is for you, Mom.

I don't know what to call you.

Mom or Maria or Teresa,

the Queen of the South.

This is what I really care about.

Rescuing her, begging for forgiveness

and disappearing off the face
of the earth again.

All the rest, Francesco, comes second.

Meeting you and you helping me out...

That's fantastic.

Then we had feelings for each other.

That's great too.

But getting involved with someone

was not part of my plans.

I don't need it.

I need to be focused
because some sons of bitches

kidnapped my daughter,
and I didn't come to Palermo

on vacation or to sightsee.

I came to Palermo
so that Zurdo would think I'm a badass,

so that he'd want me as his partner

and so he'd take me in the cartel

so I could destroy him.
That's why I'm here.

If that means I have to sleep
with Zurdo Villa

for my daughter, I will do it.

So...

there's the door.

Francesco, I feel amazing
when I'm with you,

but I'm risking my daughter's life
doing this with Zurdo.

Should I tell you in Italian
so you can understand?

There's no need.

That's why it's best to just end things.

I hope everything works out for you

and that you recover your daughter soon.

Damn, thanks so much for the well wishes.

I wish you the best, too.

What happened between us wasn't a lie.

I didn't plan on falling in love with you.

I'm sorry, Teresa.

I don't understand.

Forgive me for what I did to you,
and for what I will do.

But against what I'm feeling,
I'm powerless.

I can't help it.

Are you so tired
that you can't even talk now?

No, it's just...

There's no future with us.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on.

Don't tell me your grandma got to you

when she said I was old enough
to be your father.

No, Faustino,
anybody would fall in love with you.

You're charming, handsome, a gentleman,

and you make me laugh.

You talking about me or...

No, just kidding. Keep going.

I'm talking about the world around us,

about your business.

It might be normal for you,
but it's shit to me.

Well, I can't say it's ideal,

but it is what it is.

My father was mixed up
in drug trafficking, too,

and look at how he ended up.

And my mother shot herself in the head.

Do you know how much my sister
and me have suffered?

How much we still cry?

I don't know, maybe if my father
had never met Teresa...

I'm going to stop you right there.

He made his own decisions.

Good or bad, they were his,
and I'm nobody to judge him.

But why are you suddenly so down?

You must've really hit that joint hard.

How high are you?

No.

I'm thinking about Sofia.

Poor kid's got some life ahead of her.

-Charo.
-Yes?

When did Rocio say
she was returning to Mexico?

In a few days.

Fantastic.

That gives us enough time next week

for the two of us to go there.

-Is your passport up to date?
-I don't have one, ma'am.

The furthest I've ever been
is Madrid for a concert.

That's fine, I'll tell Rodrigo,
and he'll have it sorted out immediately.

Drink your tea.

Don't you see me drinking wine?

Going to Mexico,
where we don't know anyone,

and taking on that woman
on her own turf doesn't scare you?

Look, Charo, ever since I buried my son,

I fear nothing.

What's more, I want my granddaughter.

Listen to me.

You and I go to Mexico,
you give Teresa the judge's order,

and then what?

She doesn't even know
where her daughter is being held.

I'm not trying to contradict you,
but think about it.

Traveling so far away
with nothing concrete makes no sense.

Oh, Charito,
the problem is you're terrified

of getting on a plane.

It's not that, ma'am.

If we have to go, we'll go. But for what?

Go to bed, Charo. It's late.

I'm going to plan our trip to Mexico.

But, ma'am...

Go to bed, Charo.

What are you thinking about?

About Sofia.

About how one day I'll meet
the bastard that kidnapped her.

I'm going to tear him apart.

You already know him.

Epifanio Vargas kidnapped your daughter.

I'm talking about the man
keeping her locked up

who's with her all the time.

This Lupo guy.

I'm certain he told her about my past,

which is why my daughter hates me.

She doesn't hate you.

She's hurt and confused

and really wants to see you.

How can you be so sure?
Didn't you see the video?

She wouldn't even say hi to me.

When all this is over,
you'll talk to her and explain

what happened with her father.

She's a smart girl. She'll understand.

It won't be easy in the beginning...

But everything will then
go back to normal.

You talk like you know her.

I know her mother. Isn't that enough?

What are you doing tomorrow?

May I see you?

No, not tomorrow.

The plane is scheduled to leave
right after the meeting.

Then I'll go to Mexico to see you.

Okay, just spare me your fits of jealousy.

I'm Italian, what can I do?

Did you know...

Sofia's birthday is in two days?

It's the first time
we're spending it apart.

Setting that fire didn't work,

and Mexican police really like money.

My birthday is the day after tomorrow,

and there's only one gift I want:

to go far away with my grandmother
Cayetana Aljarafe.

ON THE NEXT EPISODE...

Tomorrow. I know a great place.
It's called El Submarino.

Okay, see you there.

Stop!