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Nothing, Pablo That woman isn't here.

What do you mean "nothing"? Have you looked carefully?

Absolutely everywhere.

Here is your passport. Everything is in order.

We have to hurry,

I don't want Flores showing up along with his sidekick.

What's going on, ma'am? You can't go alone.

Don't offend me.

Pote.

You know they can mess us up pretty bad, right?

I reckon the president has got wind of something.

That's why he doesn't want to take my call.

You aren't going to tell me where Teo is, right?

I am going to destroy Epifanio Vargas' career.

Did you really think I wouldn't respond?

Outside, things are being brought forward.

Well, there are obstacles along the way.

Teresa Mendoza is arriving tonight.

When the bitch touches down in Mexico, things are going to heat up, okay?

And that's when the party's going to start. So, watch out.

The president cannot receive you.

Do not insist further.

That damned chick is here

with more security back-up than the President himself.

But you're not going to escape.

I've got all the roaches in the nest ready to splat them.

No, no, no. That's why I'm calling you.

- But... - I want you to abort the operation.

So, according to Gatillero, there's a price on my head.

But I have my doubts. This isn't Spain. This is Culiacán.

And, here, the only thing I believe in is the protection bullets give me.

I need to see you in person, darling.

We're trying to resolve the matter.

If you don't let me leave,

I'll take it that you're detaining me against my will.

This is how the Mexican and American governments treat me.

Let's see what my superiors say.

Do whatever is necessary.

Good night.

All the times I prayed to you to protect Güero...

and you left him all alone.

You allowed them to kill him.

Epifanio...

thank you for coming.

I need your help.

Oh, my child!

I regret to have to inform you that I can't do anything for you.

You're dead, Teresa Mendoza.

Little Teresa... long time no see!

Hello?

Why are you calling me? Yes, I'm fine.

I'm fixing an issue. I'll come over later.

For the love of Christ. You, too. You're safe, as well.

You're safe, too. Don't worry about anything, my dear, okay?

Everything will be fine. I'll come over later.

Yes. Don't call me again, please.

Have you got that?

I hardly recognize you, Teresa.

You, on the other hand, are the same as ever.

A little more grey.

- Are you armed? - No.

Those damned police guys treated me as if they didn't know who I was.

It must be an order from the gringos.

It seems that things went well for you in Spain, right?

It didn’t go too badly for you.

That's what I heard.

Twelve years, right?

Twelve years ago, you and I were standing here on account of El Güero's notebook.

Yes.

The day they killed Güero.

It seems we all underestimated you, right?

Güero, Batman, my nephew...

Even me.

Thanks to that, I'm alive.

No...

A person lives until they die.

What do you gain by doing this to me?

What I gain is my own business.

This is a politicians game.

Your political career is of very little importance to me.

You ordered the killing of my people.

Güero, Brenda, the Chinaman, my protégés...

Do you think I don't have grounds for destroying you?

So, hang on tight while I pull the rug from under you.

That's why I'm here.

Let's see... Here you go, kids.

Leave that gadget alone and have your drinks and cookies.

I'll be right back.

Kids! Let's go.

Go upstairs!

Upstairs!

Kiddies?

Where are you?

This is unheard of, my dear Willy.

We ought never to have let him go near that woman.

We couldn't have stopped him.

She has been waiting 12 years for this moment.

I'd pay to know what she's saying to the candidate.

Just imagine.

A single declaration from that woman could destroy his entire political career.

Who knows what might be happening in there?

I don't think he'll do her any harm. He has a lot to lose.

On the other hand, she...

- She's already lost everything. - You reckon?

I'm sure.

Look...

I don't know what they've told you and how much they've been lying to you.

But... in any case, this is Sinaloa, and you know the rules.

Yes, those rules include settling debts with those to whom you owe a favor.

Yes, but I don't owe you anything.

Really? You come here preaching to me at this stage of the game?

You only killed the people I loved the most.

You also put a price on my head.

No. That's a lie, and you know it.

You were with me that night when you were escaping.

I saved your life. Don't you see that?

I helped you escape. I sent you to Spain!

How quickly you changed your attitude.

After you ordered a hit to be made on me over there. Or am I wrong?

Teresa,

I'm going to be the next president of Mexico.

I am going to have all that power in my hands.

Sir, if I open my mouth, your political career is finished.

César, answer me! Ratas has found us.

I don't know how he did it, but he's in the house.

I'm going to call the police. I don't know what to do, for God's sake!

Answer me!

Kiddies!

Where are you?

Kiddies!

Where are you?

There's nobody here, come on.

One, two, three. For little Batman's kids and their mom.

That night, when we saw them in this very place 12 years ago.

You gave them El Güero's notebook, right?

Did you read it?

I didn't just read it, I memorized it.

I might look stupid, but I'm not.

They knew about the case of Güero Dávila and I didn't realize.

Why now, Teresa?

Why dredge up ancient history now?

Because I only just found out it was you

who demanded that little favor and had Güero killed like a dog.

But Chief was a DEA agent, don't you understand?

So, what? Chief or otherwise, he was my guy, and I loved him with all my heart.

And by killing him, you forced me to live a life that I never wanted.

SERIES BASED ON THE ORIGINAL WORK OF ARTURO PÉREZ-REVERTE

I know you.

- Did I introduce Batman? - It's a pleasure, my friend.

Your face seems familiar to me.

Maybe from another life?

But I have a photographic memory. I never forget a face.

Well, you're wrong.

Batman Güemes.

What the hell are you doing here?

You know I could have you locked up, right?

I need to speak to Teresa Mendoza.

That's impossible. Whatever you want to say, say it to me.

Fine. Tell her to take care.

Epifanio Vargas is not going to let her testify. He'll kill her first.

How do you know that?

I worked with him for 12 years. I think I know him well enough, right?

What do you gain by telling me this?

Well, right now I'm working alone.

Epifanio switched sides on me.

His hitmen are after me.

I think you can understand my motives, right?

So long, then!

I always behaved myself. I was the best man at your wedding.

I loved Güero.

And you, too. You know that for a fact.

He betrayed me, and despite the dirty tricks he played on me, I protected you.

What you always did was to shield yourself behind people like Pote.

Isn't that true, Pote?

That's correct, ma'am.

I'm not involved with that anymore.

That doesn't absolve you of blame, nor of murder.

Look. Let's make a deal.

When I'm president, I can do a lot of things for the Culiacan people--

for these folks who've been so badly treated by those corrupt politicians.

What do you gain by harming me?

- I get revenge. - That's what you gain?

What are the gringos offering you, huh? Tell me. Is it money?

Money? How much? I'll double it.

Oh, sir. Truly, you understand nothing.

Little Teresa.

Teresa, I'm tired.

I'm also tired.

So, then, there's no deal?

I'm afraid not.

Well, from now...

until it comes to you testifying,

a lot of things can happen.

I agree with that.

I should have killed you that night.

Yes. You should have.

But you didn't.

A dead dog doesn't bite back.

Now, he finds out that he no longer has a family...

He won't have any choice except to leave in a hurry.

Ma'am.

I've known two forces which were the bravest I've seen.

One was the bull that killed my father for daring to be a bullfighter.

The other one, well... it's you, ma'am.

You left the man speechless.

No, Pote.

That guy is never speechless. Don't you believe it.

He'll try something before I can testify.

Of that, I'm sure.

- Are you all right? - I'm alive, if that's what you mean.

Safe and sound, for the time being.

I want to go home. I need some tequila.

- Colonel, shall we go? - Let's go.

Hey, old girl! I'm back home!

Why the hell didn't you answer the phone, huh?

And don't give me any of your shit, I've got enough problems as it--

Marta?

Marta?

My sweet baby, why don't you go sleep?

- I'd like to. - What did you do today

to make you so tired, my son?

Nothing. Nothing in particular.

I went to collect some debts and...

You're a sweetheart, my little Ramiro. Oh, my baby!

My mommy.

Mercedes, let me talk to my son alone.

What's up, Dad? What's the big rush?

The debt is cleared. I took out Batman's family.

- Batman doesn't really interest me. - Why?

Look here, son.

I want you to kill Teresa Mendoza, whatever it might take.

If they only let us.

So many things have happened in 12 years, my Güero.

- Hello? - They took out Güero, Teresa.

Ma'am, all of them have gone.

What do you mean they've all gone?

Yes, the bodyguards who were defending the house--

I mean, the police. We're alone.

No. But, they can't just have left us, for God's sake?

- How come they left? - Well, that's what happened, ma'am.

This smells like a trap to me.

I'm going to speak to Willy.

I don't know why, but I don't have a signal.

Check the house phone.

It's also dead, ma'am.

They bought them off.

It was Epifanio.

We're on our own, Pote.

They've decided to take us out.

You look very tense, Epifanio. What's going on?

Are you dropping in the polls?

I'm asking because these past three days I've seen more journalists here than ever.

Twice as many as before. And that's either very good news, or very bad news.

Don't talk about things you know nothing about.

I haven't seen Ramiro since last night.

My son went out to do me a favor.

Did you say your son?

They're still there...

Nice and quiet.

That goddamn traitor.

Whoever wants to can take him out, okay?

As for the bitch, you leave her to me.

Understood? Look... you two,

cut off the power and find a way to get yourselves upstairs, okay?

Go for it. You, go around the back.

- Quietly now. Go. - Okay.

You two are coming with me.

- Cover his back. - Yes.

Ma'am, there's no reply. Nobody is answering.

The only ones out there are soldiers.

What should we do?

Well, try to reach them. That's our only option.

They're here.

Ma'am, may God have mercy on our souls.

Let's go.

If things are going well for me, they are for you, too.

But if it goes badly, I'll see to it that I screw you.

Well, there's still time for you to back out.

You can't imagine how happy I am to hear it from your own mouth.

One day, Ramiro will know that you're his father.

And I hope it isn't very far-off, and that he'll know how to take it.

He already knows it, for goodness sakes. I told him.

When? How is that? How come nobody told me?

He didn't even tell me.

Why do you think we've been together more lately?

Sir, listen. I don't know what is going on,

but a whole crowd of journalists has arrived and they're asking for you.

They found out.

They already know. How did they know?

Pote! Through the door!

With all due respect, why are you laughing?

From absolute fear of dying.

Fear is what we all feel.

But look, whether they kill us or not,

we can take a whole lot of them down with us to hell.

We can't get out through that door, so let's go through the kitchen. Come on.

Hey, let's go! You, come here.

Come with me. That way.

Come on! Mr. Vargas,

what have you got to say about Teresa Mendoza?

Mr. Vargas! Mr. Vargas!

Ladies and gentlemen! This is no way to behave. No way at all.

Over there!

They're here!

- How many are there? - No idea, ma'am.

But we're gradually reducing their numbers.

Take it easy, ma'am. We don't want to run out of bullets.

But if they run out,

we're going to go out fighting, ma'am.

- Let's go. - Let's get out of here.

Wait here for me, ma'am.

This is the key to get out of here.

On three, you cover me, and when it explodes, we run.

Here goes-- one, two, three!

Throw it!

They're going to escape!

Get them!

Traitor!

Traitor!

Run, ma'am, run!

Take that!

Pote! Pote! Pote!

Pote, get up! That's an order. Get up!

Shoot me! Go ahead, shoot me!

Pote, you betrayed me for this bitch?

And what about you?

Did you really think I'd let you speak with the police?

Not you nor anybody else is going to stop Epifanio Vargas,

my dad,

from being president of the Republic.

Stop right there! Stay still!

Goodbye.

Your dad isn't going to be president.

Pote! It was a great honor to have known you.

Are you going back to Spain?

- Tell us something. - I have nothing to say. Nothing.

Mr. Vargas, sir! What can you tell us about that woman over there?

Ladies and gentlemen! This is no way to behave. No way at all.

SEVEN MONTHS LATER...

- Good morning. - Good morning.

THE END