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COUNSELOR-AT-LAW

- Hello? - Making progress?

Almost done.

The building super won't testify.

- What? - The building super won't testify.

Will the jury buy this?

That's my problem, I'll deal with it.

We'll make the case for suicide.

Suicide.

You got it.

Sure, sir.

- I'm counting on you. - I'm on it.

Goodnight.

This prick kills his wife

and we call it suicide.

CASE: GABRIEL MENDOZA OPENING ARGUMENT

A routine case?

Mr. Magistrate,

your Honor,

honorable lawyers for the family of the deceased,

honorable colleagues for the plaintiff,

esteemed members of the jury, etc.

I agree with my colleagues from the prosecution.

This case is far too...

commonplace.

It's a case about violence.

Thanks.

What are we talking about today?

We're talking about a couple

The couple formed By my client and his wife

Whom he is accused of murdering

Rising and falling

What are we talking about today?

About violence

About love, death

About a suffering country

What are we talking about today?

We're talking about a couple

The couple formed By my client and his wife

Whom he couldn't save from suicide

A prosperous couple, envied

But a generous couple too

Who in Mexico City didn't love them?

This is not a fairy tale

This is a love story

Back to the facts

What are we talking about today?

About justice for sale?

Corrupted verdicts sold by tabloids

Beheaded on the right Bimbos on the left

Rumors gushing in the streets

More coffee?

Please.

Come and open the doors

To the Courtroom of your Conscience

Listen! Answer my question!

Could you grant my client Mr. Gabriel Mendoza

The right to love his wife?

Your Honor

I call for the triumph of love

Innocence

The defeat of bad faith

When we speak of violence

Let's speak of compassion

Let's speak of our dead

Let's speak of our shadows

Let's greet our world

When we speak of violence

Let's open our hearts

Let's love women, let's forgive men

Let's embrace Misery

Misery...

A big-hearted man, now a victim

of the media that repeatedly slandered him.

Excuse me?

You'll be late.

You're right, shit!

Gabriel Mendoza

did not kill his wife!

She took her own life!

This is a trial by the media

that repeatedly slander him!

They subjected my client and his wife to public scrutiny.

We are right to blame him

and to condemn the harm he's done.

Today, I wish...

Well...

That idiot forgets everything.

I wish to appeal

to your consciences, ladies and gentlemen.

I wish to appeal to your consciences, ladies and gentlemen.

Do you think my client...

He looks like such a criminal.

...against any woman? Against any person?

I have refuted not one,

but all the prosecution's arguments.

I demand the release of my client...

Mr. Gabriel Mendoza.

Thank you.

What bullshit!

My client and I never doubted our country's judicial system.

Hello, Mom?

Yes, we won.

We won!

Yes, I'm glad.

But I feel like I ate shit.

I said...

No, forget it.

Sunday?

No, I have tons of work.

I'll call you back, Mom.

Wish me luck.

Excuse me.

- Got a tampon? - Yes.

I'm out of whack.

- Don't worry. - Thanks.

This is a case that really stands out.

Fuck.

Mom, can I call you back?

Ms. Rita Mora Castro?

Yes? What?

Why are you in the bathroom?

You're the one deserving of applause, Counselor.

Who is this?

Do you want to become rich?

I have a proposition for you.

Be at the newsstand in 10 minutes.

Excuse me, but I don't know who...

Hello?

After all...

How much longer

Will I hang my head?

How much longer

Will I lick their boots?

How much longer

Will I waste my talent on them?

How much longer

Will I toil away for nothing?

What have you to gain?

What have I to gain?

What have you got to lose?

What have I got to lose?

Me and my fucking law degree

Extra, extra, extra large

Me and my fucking salary

Extra, extra, extra small

Me and my stone-cold heart

Extra, extra, extra hard

Me and my fat ass

Extra, extra, extra

How much longer?

What have we got to gain?

How much longer?

What have we got to lose?

And my so-called friends tell me

"What about marriage? What about kids?"

I have no time to make babies

And bitches at work tell me

"When will you open your own firm?"

Who knows? When I won't be Black

Why did he call? Why me?

Why at the newsstand?

Why did he call? Why me?

Why at the newsstand?

I have nothing to lose

You have nothing to lose

I have everything to gain

You have everything to gain

Ma'am?

Everyone, into the pickup! Time to go!

Is anyone here?

Are you afraid?

Should I be?

No.

Do you know who I am?

No.

Manitas Del Monte.

Pleased to meet you.

Shit.

What do you know of my situation, Counselor Mora Castro?

Your situation?

Your business is thriving.

Your cartel

wiped out the Alianza del Norte,

your competitor in the synthetic drug trade.

You made new political allies last year,

and the elections...

the elections proved you right.

Bingo!

How can I help you, Mr. Del Monte?

Answering that question would mean

You've accepted

The mission and its secret

Once I tell you what it is

There's no turning back

Hearing is accepting

Also you must know

If I tell you what it's about

And if you agree

Considerable sums of money

Will be wired to Switzerland

The Caymans and elsewhere

Accounts of which only you and I

Will know the existence

Numbers and codes

Accounts and millions

Only you

And me

What do I risk?

Becoming rich.

All right.

All right what?

What do you want me to do?

I want to be a woman.

I don't get it.

What don't you get?

Well, like...

you mean physically a woman?

Yes.

Do you want...

to change your life or to change your sex?

What's the difference?

Well...

I'm a lawyer, Mr. Del Monte.

I'm not a surgeon.

That's why I hired you.

To find a good one.

Mr. Del Monte, it could take...

years, it's not at the snap of a finger.

I started treatment two years ago.

There's no backtracking, kid.

Not for you, not for me.

Find me a safe place for the "reset."

Far away,

not here, not in the United States.

A place where no one could ever find me.

Get me someone untraceable.

Someone competent, spotless.

Your predecessor wasted a lot of my time.

Counselor Mora Castro, you now dispose of all my resources.

And, as you can see,

they are unlimited.

Mexico-Bangkok,

then Bangkok-Bombay, Bombay-Rio.

I have a Mexico City-Haneda.

4-hour layover, Haneda-Bangkok.

- How long would it be? - 26 hours.

I have to be back Thursday for a court hearing.

You won't make it.

Find me something else.

Like what, a rocket?

Another class.

Business?

It's much more expensive.

- And above that? - Above what?

Business.

Wait, you really want me to check First class?

Yes.

It exceeds the rates we agreed to.

- How will you pay? - Credit card.

What kind of card?

Rita?

Listen, bitch.

Where are you at, Mora Castro?

Think I pay you to act like hot shit in First class?

Move faster, goddammit.

I'm running out of time.

Manitas Del Monte.

Dr. Wasserman.

I can't cope anymore.

I constantly thought about killing myself,

but it's not fair to leave without living my real life.

The life nature wouldn't give me.

What are you doing here?

And you?

Me? I'm his wife.

- Jessi Del Monte. - Rita.

Rita Mora Castro, lawyer. I work with your husband.

I figured, but what do you do for him?

A lot of things.

Are we leaving the country?

Excuse me?

Sorry, I don't know anything about that.

Who's the guy with you?

So you've met?

Yes. I was asking Rita who the guy with you is.

Business, honey.

Where are the kids?

Dancing with the others.

Let's join them.

Coming?

No thanks, I'll just stay here.

Nice meeting you!

Ever since I'm able to think

this is what I wanted.

But...

in the world I come from,

it's very difficult.

Very difficult.

I must leave a great deal behind me.

But...

I have no choice.

The passports with their new names.

They'll have to learn them by heart.

Here are the bank accounts.

The wire transfers are scheduled and secured

as per your instructions. They'll be rich.

They'll live here, in Lausanne.

Lakefront, spacious, calm.

You know, Switzerland.

I'll go with them and help them settle in.

I imagine it won't be easy at first,

but over time, they'll forget you.

They'll forget you.

I don't lack sky

I don't lack sea

I don't lack a voice

But I lack singing

I don't lack money

I don't lack killing

I don't lack lust

But I lack desire

I want another face

I want another skin

I want the depth of my soul

To smell like honey

I don't desire desire

Or to be desired

Let everything that was no longer be

My only desire

Is to be

Her

SWITZERLAND

Welcome, Madam.

Good evening, Madam.

Welcome, ma'am.

Welcome.

This isn't our house! I want to go home!

Why did he do this to me? What did I do to him?

Nothing, it's to protect you, Jessi.

If you go back, your husband's enemies will hunt you

and your children.

He's sheltering you, see?

Please,

I don't want this. I don't belong here.

Please...

- How long will this last? - I don't know.

Months?

Maybe more.

It's done.

They moved in.

It was very hard,

but they're safe.

Everything must disappear.

You're rich now.

Enjoy it.

Your mission is over.

All right.

Farewell, Rita.

DNA from human remains found in Veracruz has been identified.

Manitas Del Monte.

The drug lord, thought to have fled the country,

had, in fact, fallen into the hands of his enemies.

Emilia...

Pérez.

Señora Emilia Pérez.

Emilia Pérez.

Señora Emilia Pérez.

Pleased to meet you.

I am Señora Emilia Pérez.

FOUR YEARS LATER

LONDON

Me too.

No kidding?

What part?

Monterrey.

Gentlemen are rare nowadays.

That's true.

I'm from Veracruz.

I was born in the Dominican Republic,

but I went to school in Mexico.

Lovely!

It's nice speaking Spanish.

You miss Mexico?

Me?

In fact, no, not really.

Sometimes, but I'd always wanted to travel

and live elsewhere.

And you?

I've been in transit for ages.

I even lost my northern accent.

I hear it.

- Who did you come with? - Simon.

He sees to my business in Europe.

Simon?

Actually, Simon and I...

Is it you?

Bingo.

Shit.

What are you doing here?

I have business in London.

Cut the crap.

You had me tailed?

Not at all. Don't worry.

I don't recognize your voice.

Just my voice?

Don't tell me you came by chance

That you're just passing through

Don't tell me you came by chance

Don't tell me you came by chance

Tell me you came to erase the past

To get rid of the last witness, me!

Don't tell me you came here by chance

Tell me that you came to kill me

To clean up, so no one knows

Who you were and what I know

Don't tell me you came by chance

No Rita, I haven't come by chance

Nor have I come as a friend

To thank you once more

And toss you flowers

No Rita, I haven't come by chance

No Rita, I haven't come by chance

I didn't come to look into your eyes

And see the shock of your life

"It's her, no it's not, yes it is her!"

I didn't come to look in a mirror

Or to tell you my life either

That I changed skin and body

Suffered like hell

But it was worth it

That I'm happy now, I'm myself

No Rita, I didn't come for any of that

No Rita, I haven't come by chance

You can flee, run away, I won't stop you

But one day you may understand

What it's like to change lives

And leave everything behind

I have something to ask you

Something to ask me by chance?

I need you to bring my children back to Mexico.

I can't live without them.

I beg of you.

Where will we live?

Her place.

She has a mansion in Las Lomas.

Do you know this Emilia Pérez?

Manitas mentioned a distant cousin

you could trust, if anything happened.

She knew how to join me.

When it was time, she sent me for you.

I knew nothing of this.

No one...

No one could know.

MEXICO CITY

Madam Emilia, they're coming!

My children!

My family. Jessi.

They're coming. Hurry!

Help them, quick!

Welcome.

Welcome to your home.

Come.

We've never met, right, Jessi?

No, I don't think so.

You were Manitas' wife.

He left us. Peace be with him.

You're like my sister now.

This is your home. Welcome.

Thank you, ma'am.

Emilia, please.

Guys!

Want to see your rooms?

Want to?

Careful, there's no railing.

Rita, you'll stay with us?

No, I'm at the Four Seasons.

That's mine, thanks.

I have to get back to London.

Wait a second.

How do you find her?

Totally out of it.

You know her better than me.

I did before. I don't know about now.

Don't dwell on how others have changed.

You're right.

It's a miracle she didn't recognize you.

Be careful with the children.

Why?

Stop kissing them all the time.

You're their aunt, not their mother.

Anything else?

No, thank you.

You don't like it?

Not talking to me?

Do we have to go to school?

Yes.

Children go to school.

And their parents go to work.

Mommy doesn't work.

That's true.

I don't want to go to school here.

Me neither.

What do you want to do?

Can we stay with Mommy?

I want to ski like in Switzerland.

What?

Skiing in the snow.

Me too.

Good morning, ma'am.

Your breakfast.

Welcome

To your beloved country, my darling

To your luxurious home, cousin dear

Where everything's costly

Pleased to meet you!

And many thanks to the family

Welcome

Be polite Say hello, my dear

To the big boss Aunt Emilia

And the new guards, cousin dear

Of your gilded prison

Welcome

To your fairy trap, cousin dear

To the life of your dreams, my pretty

Look at that clothesline, dear child

All that laundered money hanging to dry

Look at your golden handcuffs, my dear

Your padlock necklaces, cousin dear

You'll feel so good in here

Fool

You'll never want to run away

Welcome

I obeyed my dead man

In Switzerland

I took care of our kids

Enough!

I cried my eyes out

Fool

I took care of everything

Welcome

I'm at your service

Fuck you

Now don't mess with me

Cousin dear

I'll jump over the wall, my darling

I'll quench my thirst

Welcome

Venerated

Excited

Admired

Overjoyed

Adulated

Mega-liked

Welcome

I don't know if this is Gustavo Brun's number.

It's Jessi.

If it's your number, Gustavo,

I wanted you to know... that lawyer, Rita Mora,

called to tell me I could come back.

That I no longer risked getting shot stepping off the plane.

And I...

Gustavo,

you're the reason I came back.

My pussy still hurts when I think of you.

And if I pay you?

For what?

For you to stay.

Enough with that.

What would I do?

Nothing, just stay around.

That's kind of you.

But no.

Thanks.

What's up in London? You have someone.

Work is the only thing that's up.

I offer you to stay and do nothing, and you want to go?

You want children?

I do. I just need a father.

We'll buy one.

Tell me.

Tell me who you want and I'll buy him.

Him?

You like him?

MISSING: OCTAVIO VARGAS

That's Octavio.

My eldest. He was 23.

He disappeared in 2013, on November 18,

in the Michoacán.

He was a student.

He disappeared on a trip down south.

He wanted to be a teacher.

I'm sorry.

Edgar...

You ever think, once in a while,

about everything Manitas did?

All the horror?

Quiet, not here.

I don't know who Manitas is.

Yes, I think about that.

And there's a lot that I regret.

Of course.

Auntie Emi?

Why are you up?

I can't fall asleep.

You'll wake up your brother.

Close your eyes.

What are you doing?

You smell like Papa.

I love it.

Do you miss him?

Yes.

Papa, Papa...

You smell like Papa

You smell like the mountains

Leather and coffee

You smell like food

Spicy, spicy!

You smell like sugar

Lamb roasting on the fire

The engine of the car

You also smell like Coca

Cola

Light

With lemon

Ice cubes

And sweat

You smell like Papa

Would you rather

I wear perfume?

Auntie...

I like how you smell

but I don't like the perfume you use.

He smelled of little pebbles

Hot from the sun

He smelled like grass

Like mezcal and guacamole

He smelled like dogs

In car rides

He smelled like cigars

When he hugged us

For the last time

The last time

CENTRAL PRISON

Do you know him?

Fuck, no.

I don't recognize the face.

Maybe from when we stole hostages

from the Tiburones.

It got ugly.

We had to get rid of them in town.

Where?

The old San Cristóbal refinery.

When she kissed my hand, I felt her tears,

and for the first time, I loved myself.

How many disappearances in this country?

Tens of thousands.

It's horrific.

We can't stand idly by.

We must help them.

How?

I know former sicarios willing to do good.

That's too dangerous for you.

- You'll go see them. - Me?

You're a lawyer.

You'll persuade them.

We left them scattered over the Sinaloa.

We burned them.

Some were taken to Tierra Caliente,

near Guerrero.

Others in Veracruz.

The town of San Martín.

Otherwise we cut them into pieces.

Did you bury them?

We dismembered them and left them on the road.

When was this?

Two years ago.

Just you?

No, with the gang.

- How many? - Four.

- Was it a family? - Yes.

There was a mother, two brothers,

and a friend of theirs, I guess.

We grabbed the old man and put him in the van.

When we got there, we killed him.

We burned them.

We left no traces.

We burned them.

Threw them in the river.

We ran all over the country to destroy the evidence.

Hello, everyone.

Señora Pérez, why "La Lucecita"?

Named after our goal.

A ray of hope for those with none.

How will your NGO be financed?

With my money, but we'll take help from anyone.

Thank you.

All information will be available in the NGO's charter.

Thank you, now excuse us.

Our NGO operates in compliance with the law.

We are not a replacement for public services.

We work with them to help those who need it most.

Our main goal

is to help families find their loved ones.

Here there are no guilty parties.

We don't judge anyone.

For a new life, a new horizon,

La Lucecita.

So that I know Where, when and how it happened

So I can tell those he loved How it ended

So his friends can mourn him

So that I know Where the bad people hid her

So that I can engrave his dates

I am here

So I can talk about the color Of his face

I am here

So that I can look myself in the mirror

So I can raise my children With clean money

So there can be a life before And a life after

So I can learn to calculate That one plus two makes three

So I can cleanse my skin of tattoos

I am here

So I can put my errors to good use

I am here

I am here

So that the disappeared can reappear

So mother and child can be reunited

So we can look the nightmare

In the eyes

So deep down, there is strength and hope

So we can overcome society's mockery

So we can cross over and face evil

So that our hearts can scream the truth

So we can walk, our heads held high

So we can eat, live and breathe

We are here

So we can ask for forgiveness and forgive

We are here

Evening, beautiful.

Have a good time?

Yes.

Want some?

Whisky?

Sure.

Can I ask you something?

How was it with your husband?

I don't know.

What do you mean?

Did you love him?

I was crazy for him.

Did he love you?

I don't know.

After the kids were born...

For you or for him?

For him.

Did it make you sad?

I was alone.

What would have happened if he hadn't died?

I don't know.

He'd have done like the others.

He'd have found himself a younger one.

He'd have had kids with her and sent me to hell.

Or maybe I'd have found another guy.

Did you cheat on him?

With who?

Why do you ask?

No reason.

Simple curiosity.

Did it last long?

Why not?

It was too intense.

I couldn't think about anything else.

I'd never experienced anything like it.

What happened?

Nothing.

I ended it.

I stopped wanting to see him.

You never thought about running off together?

Did you know your cousin or not at all?

No matter where we went,

he'd have found us.

He'd have cut us into pieces and fed us to the dogs.

I'm going to bed.

Goodnight.

This is Channel 3, here with Señora Pérez.

The victims seem to have been murdered

by Los Globales,

one of Mexico's largest cartels.

What do you have to say, Ms. Pérez?

I'd like to emphasize that

almost 100,000 people are missing in Mexico,

victims of drug-traffic related violence.

After discovering what can only be called a mass grave,

the Department of Public Safety

didn't open an investigation.

They didn't even send a team here.

About that,

there's another point I insist on making.

We've had to enlist the help of other cities.

Police here don't have sufficient resources

to lead the investigations that need to be led.

BENEFIT GALA FOR FAMILIES OF THE DISAPPEARED

What are you hoping for?

Empathy and support.

- You mean money? - Dough, yeah.

Financial support.

Thank you.

I saw the guest list.

Who are the people you added?

Drug kingpins, corrupt officials, crooks.

You mind?

If we're funded with dirty money,

yes, I mind.

I don't know any British royals yet,

so I invite the rich guys I know.

How do I look?

Gorgeous.

And now let's greet...

- How about me? - ...Emilia Pérez!

Fucking bitch.

Rita!

I'm Berlinger, your old boss. Remember?

Call me when you can.

How wonderful to see you here tonight.

I am proud and satisfied, truly.

Esteemed ministers,

esteemed senators,

representatives of the Chamber of Commerce,

Minister of the Interior,

Minister of Culture.

Look at the Chemist

Got made Minister of something

Had his partner's throat slit His family's too

What about the corpses?

Acid!

Look at Judge Santos

Cares only about children

Cartels kidnap them

Steal them from their villages

And Santos has their cases dismissed

No evidence

Talk, all these people talk

But now they are going to pay

You have the upper hand

Everyone knows you

No one knows me

Or barely

I am Emilia Pérez

A Mexican woman!

A woman like any other!

Look at the Minister of Public Education

Specialist in shell companies

The contracts are real

But the schools aren't

So now tell us!

Where did you get Your jet, your pool, your hotel?

Look at the Governor

Who voted him in? The cartel?

They bought the farmer vote one by one

Pay the cartel

They're already sitting On your fucking throne

Talk, all these people talk

But now they are going to pay

And thank God

I have by my side an exceptional woman

Rita Mora Castro!

She is intelligence incarnate!

Intelligence incarnate!

Look at the Gimp

Not lame from birth

Next time you pay late

You'll end up in a wheelchair

Or like him, without a hand

Be on time if you're corrupt

Look at our dear Mendoza

With his new wife

Very young

Very blonde

Blonde!

Talk, all these people talk

But now they are going to pay

Losing a loved one is a tragedy

Losing their remains

Is a life sentence!

A life sentence!

Earthquake!

Cheers!

Come in.

Mrs. Epifanía Flores.

Show her in, thanks.

Go on in.

Come in, have a seat.

What can I do for you?

You found my husband.

Where is he?

At the morgue.

At the morgue?

What's he doing there?

He's dead.

Are you sure it's him?

Yes, 99.99%.

I'm sorry.

Excuse me.

I'm very sorry.

Excuse me.

Forgive me, perhaps I was too abrupt.

I thought he was going to be here.

I was so scared.

I had five years of peace.

Then I got your letter...

He used to hit me, steal my money, rape me.

If he weren't dead, I'd...

I'd have...

I even brought a knife.

No one can hurt you anymore.

It's over.

Do you want anything?

Water?

Are you okay?

Yes, I am.

Have a good day, Mrs. Flores.

Thanks a lot.

Mrs. Flores!

Tell me,

what do we do with the corpse?

Throw it away!

That's it?

You really brought a knife?

Can we meet again?

What for?

Just to see each other.

Yes.

Goodbye.

You found everything?

Leaving already?

To get home before the kids wake up.

Kids?

You have children?

Yes.

Well, no.

Same difference.

Same difference?

Their father died. I'm their aunt.

Will I see you again?

You want to?

Yeah, I do.

You?

Love me

Protect me

Half him

Half her

Half papa

Half aunt

Half rich

Half poor

Half kingpin

Half queen

Half here

Half there

Half dead

Half alive

Half inside

Half out

Everything

Nothing

Who am I? I've no idea

I am what I feel

And for the first time

I feel a feeling

Life without love

Has been an endless fall

What joy

To make love with love

Emilia

Epifanía

Half me

Half her

Half together

Half alone

Half down

Half up

At the beginning

And at the end

Who am I? I've no idea

I was born at this very moment

I was born of her desire

I was born from her belly

Life without desire

Has been like a mountain

Now my desire

Leads me to the river

I am in love

In love

- How did you learn this? - What?

You change people's lives.

Not just them. Me.

Everyone.

I spent my life studying, and for what?

So the rich get richer, and the bastards get worse.

Is something wrong?

I'm 40 years old, Emilia.

My love life is a desert and my professional life, a sewer.

What can I say?

Nothing.

Nothing.

None of this would exist without you.

This is your professional life.

You should be proud.

Am I wrong?

Thanks.

I want to love myself

I want to love my life

To love what I feel

I want to love myself

To love myself fully

To love myself as I am

I want to love the little girl

That they wouldn't let me be

I want to love the old lady

That I may become one day

I want to love myself every day

Every hour, every second

I am, and that's enough

That's what being a woman is, right?

I want to love myself

The way I want to be loved

I want to love myself

To love my life

Love myself the way I am

If I fall off a cliff

It's my cliff

If I double over in pain

It's my pain

If I go to seventh heaven

It's my heaven

If I go down the wrong path

Who cares?

It's my path

Stand straight.

25 seconds.

The scent of my boys!

I'll pick them up.

I entrust them to you.

Hi, Jessi.

- You scared me. - Sorry.

Do as you please here, but...

- I know, the children. - Yes.

Just be careful. They're young.

I know, I said.

Thanks.

I have something to tell you.

Go on.

Getting married? To who?

Gustavo.

Still seeing that guy?

Doesn't this seem... a little hasty?

I've been waiting 5 years for this.

If you're happy, I'm happy.

Where will you be living?

We're looking at a villa in Polanco.

- And the kids? - What about them?

They're staying here.

No. Why? They'll live with us.

And this villa in Polanco has a garden?

Yes, it has everything.

Any good schools there?

We haven't looked yet.

When you say...

"The children will live with us",

you mean you and your pimp?

What?

When you say "the children will live with us,"

you mean with you and your fucking pimp?

My pimp?

Who are you to talk, fucking old dyke?

Want me to tell you about your whore?

You can go fuck your mother

with your fucking pimp,

but my children

stay here!

They're my children.

Your children?

Are you out of your mind?

They're my children!

My children!

Here's 100,000. Get out of Mexico City.

If I see you again, you're dog meat.

Get it?

What time did they leave?

I don't know. Everyone was asleep.

They didn't leave a note?

I didn't find one.

Jessi, it's me, Emilia.

I don't know why you did this.

Call me when you can, please.

She left with the children

With my sons and all their stuff To Polanco for sure

With her pimp

She can't do this

Okay, I get it, she's the mother

Then what am I? I won't let her do this

Calm down

Don't worry

Calm down

Relax

Calm down

I can't even buy food

No more money She cut me off

None of my cards works

All my accounts, blocked

She wanted to take my kids And now my money?

Calm down

She wants to steal my kids

How could I have married that slut?

How could I have married that ingrate?

You should have thought twice

What do you think?

You can manipulate people as you please?

That was another life

Things are different now

How could I have lived with her?

How could I have trusted that bitch?

I don't know why she did it I'll talk to her

I'll sort it out I'll set things right

It's Manitas's money, my husband's

The money he left me when he died

She can't do this

How the fuck could you do this?

Why not tell me first?

How can she access my accounts?

Calm down

Don't worry

It was done by Manitas Your husband, to protect you

I want my children

If you want your children You must put out the fire

I want my children

You must put out the fire

I want my children

Good evening.

Turn out the lights before you leave.

See you tomorrow.

The office is open from 9 to 5. We're closing.

You had an appointment?

Can I help you?

Not really, I'm here to see Señora Pérez.

Are you Epifanía?

You're Rita, right?

- It's done. - What is?

We've finally met. About time!

Come. I'll get my keys.

Goodnight.

It's me.

Have a seat.

Can I say you're here?

Yes.

Epifanía is here. We're waiting for you.

Call back soon.

She speaks often of you.

What does she say?

Since she met you, she's like a teenager.

A fifteen year old...

Effusive.

Glowing.

She often speaks of you.

What does she say?

She says you're like her sister.

That you changed her life.

How did I change her life?

When? What did she tell you?

She told me about her family,

about the children, the nephews she adores.

She said she owes this place to you.

That you made her...

smarter

and more generous.

Did I say something wrong?

Not at all, sorry.

Emilia is exaggerating as usual,

but it moves me.

You and I are her only friends.

Talk about a fucking fan club!

It's me, yes.

What?

Where?

You're here?

Wait a minute.

We found Ms. Pérez's car.

Her driver is dead. Ms. Pérez has been kidnapped.

I'm sorry.

A white shirt

and a black skirt...

Ms. Mora Castro?

Excuse me.

Emilia!

No.

This isn't her.

Did you get the package?

Yes.

You know how to count with fingers?

30 million.

Good.

Put her on so I can hear her.

Rita.

Yes, Emilia.

Do what they ask, okay?

Of course I will.

I'm not here by chance.

Time flew...

Time flew so fast.

Bingo.

That's my line, dummy.

Come on, come on...

Ponchis.

You have to come to La Lucecita.

Bring 8 or 9 big guys.

Shit.

Goddammit!

Continue straight ahead.

We'll go ahead.

We'll take the next turn.

José, turn left.

Kill the lights.

What will you do with me?

Recover the money you stole from me.

And then?

You're nothing to us.

You'll kill me?

She's coming.

Lights off.

Lights off!

Turn off your fucking lights!

Get up and walk.

Your left hand.

Let me see Emilia.

I want to see Emilia!

Fucking old bitch.

Show me your fucking left hand, bitch!

I told you.

If you don't come out with Emilia, there's no money!

You hear me?

Come out with her!

Okay, you two come with me.

You cover us.

Honey,

get her ready.

Come.

Stop moving!

You hear me?

No money till I see her!

Come out with her!

Fuck!

She's not alone!

Emilia!

I met you when you were 17

Back then

I was seeing Julianne, your sister

What are you saying?

When I was with Julianne

It was you I'd stare at

Then one day in the Azucena

I kissed you

And we went upstairs to do the rest

You kissed me?

We went upstairs to do the rest

Who told you this?

When we wed I gave you two necklaces

You told me...

Quiet

You told me you'd lost one

But I knew you gave it away

To Julianne so she'd forgive you

On the day of the wedding

You were so ashamed of your family

You didn't want to see them

So you put them In the back of the church

Who are you?

Emilia

Manitas

My God, what have we done?

Jessica

Forgive me

Forgive me

Forgive me

Jessica.

Get in the car!

What are we doing?

Get in!

Get in the fucking car!

Goddamn motherfuckers!

Stop!

- What? - Stop!

What's your problem?

Stop the car!

Get off me, you lunatic!

You're fucking crazy!

What's your problem?

He's in the trunk.

Manitas.

He's in the trunk.

My husband!

- What? - In the trunk!

Stop the car!

Careful with that.

Careful with that thing.

- Watch out. - Stop the car!

What are you doing, Jessi?

Please!

Calm down.

I'll pull over.

Relax.

Calm down.

Madam Rita.

They're coming.

Your mother had a car accident.

She won't be coming home.

Now I'll take care of you.

I dedicate this poem

To the beloved, so loved

For a fleeting instant

To the woman of my nights

The one who left at dawn

Never speaking about herself

To she who drank from my fountains

Whose mystery I miss

Like a distant star

To she who let me be free

Free like the air

Free like her scent

To she who in a spark

Her arms wide open

Crossed our path

To she who worked the miracle

Of changing lead to gold

And enchanted the world

To she who hoisted beside us

For the cause of the damned

The flag of Truth

To she whose fiery countenance

With her marvelous grace

Filled us with Happiness

To she who will never come back

To she who kept her secret

I offer these flowers

Subtitle translation by: Andrew Litvack