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A VIX ORIGINAL SERIES

FUENSANTA GARDEN CENTER

Is this them?

I'm so happy!

Thank you.

- Hi. - Hi.

Did you see who arrived?

I saw.

- Jacobo, you son of a gun! - Paco!

Good to see you.

When did you get here?

At least someone is happy to see me.

Don't be ridiculous.

Your mom will be thrilled to see you.

And where is she? It's already past six.

Don't worry, you know how she is.

How is it going? Tell me.

Good.

Good, great. How are you?

Great!

Things have changed a lot here.

- You'll see. - Yeah? How they've been?

Well, you know.

You know your mom, she's very demanding.

Yeah. It's great to see you.

I'm glad to see you, too.

You have no reason to be here.

Why not?

I'm part of the family too.

Was this whole circus necessary?

Mother must have a good reason

to bring us all together.

Relax, honey.

Isabella is right.

I hope this ends quickly.

What do you think you're doing?

Nothing, love.

Want me to get you something?

Don't tell me.

Let me surprise you.

I love you.

I'll be right back.

Excuse me for a moment.

I have to go check on the baby.

POLLEN

I am

in the corner

of a canteen

Listening to a song

that I asked for...

Men can be assholes.

It's the only explanation

for a dude leaving a woman like you.

That's not the case.

Sure, you can lie to me.

Or you can lie to yourself if you want to.

But all sorrows...

all of them, have a story.

On the house.

I don't need to dry my tears.

Who doesn't know this betrayal?

The one that leaves us lovesick

Who doesn't arrive at the canteen?

I can be whatever you need me to be.

Demanding their tequila

And demanding their song

Let them play again

The one who got away

A WEEK BEFORE BEATRIZ'S DEATH

It's been two years,

don't you think it's been long enough?

I thought you respected my choice.

No, it's not that.

There are some things I must tell you all.

And I need everyone to be present.

Did something happen?

Things have changed.

Everyone's life is going to change.

And I need you to be here, son.

It's important.

OK, Mom.

I'll see you there.

Bye.

MEXICO CITY CENTRAL PRISON

Mom, mom.

Mom.

- No, what are you doing? - No, no, no.

Don't talk to my sister like that, asshole.

If you touch her, she could damage the evidence.

What are you talking about?

Didn't you see my mom jump off the balcony?

Come on, Andrés, do you really believe that?

Are you blind, asshole?

- Answer me! Are you blind? - What's going on here?

- What's wrong with you? - What happened?

- Excuse me, excuse me. - Andrés, calm down.

Calm down.

Alright, gentlemen.

I'm going to ask you to leave.

We'll take care of it.

- Seals. - I can't leave.

It's my mom. No, I can't.

Please, Juan, take her away.

Gentlemen, please.

POLICE

Let's go, move along. Excuse me.

Lieutenant.

Face, please.

All I ask of you, Senator...

is that no one leaves the hotel

until I have spoken to all the guests.

The situation has shattered us all, Héctor.

Do me a favor.

Don't let Beatriz's death become a media circus.

You can count on it.

Good.

Although with all this,

I must continue with the investigation.

My job here is

to explore all possibilities.

Possibilities?

You just see a corpse

and automatically assume that it's a murder, Héctor.

Only the family was here.

The separation affected us a lot.

Especially her.

Beatriz distanced herself from everything, from everyone.

Beatriz told me she was depressed.

You don't know how I regret not realizing it sooner.

I think deep down...

I knew something like this could happen, Héctor.

Let's hope so.

Listen to me.

Don't look for ghosts where there are none.

There are ten people who will tell you

Beatriz threw herself off the balcony.

Everyone saw her fall.

She was alone in her room.

I checked the security cameras.

I'll need all the cameras.

I'll give you all the evidence you need.

But I called you

because I'm counting on you to help me.

You know...

that I pay favors very well.

You have one minute to get your ass out of here

if you don't want me to kill you.

Okay, but she didn't...

She didn't tell me anything, I didn't know...

- Thirty seconds. - Okay, okay, okay.

I hope you have a good reason for scaring him away,

because he was good.

I don't think I ruined anything for you.

But I do have one reason.

Beatriz Zamudio died.

What?

I thought despite everything, you would want to know.

Acosta is handling it.

I suppose he's still with the family.

I need to take that case.

Leave things the way they are.

Go to the funeral

and say goodbye like everyone else.

I'm still drunk.

Stubborn chick.

Let's go.

Isabella.

It's so painful she forced us to watch her kill herself.

The sooner we bury her, the better for everyone.

You don't have to pretend with me, honey.

I know how much Beatriz's death pains you.

She was my mom.

Your mom didn't like yellow roses.

I'd have them switched out.

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

Let me know when you get this message.

I'm dying to see you, dear.

I love you.

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

Let me know when you get this message.

I'm dying to see you, dear.

I love you.

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

Let me know when you get...

I knew I'd find you here.

This is...

the only place where I feel peace in this hotel.

Do you really think someone killed your mom?

Do you really think...

she killed herself?

What if she made everyone come

just to say goodbye?

Remember...

what she always said about me?

That of her three children,

you were the one who knew her best.

The Beatriz I knew...

would never have made a show of her death.

Be very careful with Mr. Eduardo and his children.

Don't go stirring up any trouble.

I'm not a kid anymore, Paco.

I need to find out what happened.

The funeral is tomorrow morning.

No press.

No scandals.

I've done my part.

And I'm a man of my word.

Federico.

Federico.

I need you to assign me to the Beatriz Zamudio case.

Even if I wanted to, I can't give it to you.

Please.

Trust me.

I can't give you the case because there isn't one.

Acosta concluded the investigation.

Beatriz Zamudio committed suicide.

I don't think so.

Give me three days.

If I don't find anything,

I'll assume the consequences.

The family won't like that.

Her husband moved his influences

and who knows what else, Sandra.

Three days.

Eduardo.

I've been waiting for you.

Come here.

That bastard was going to close the case

without investigating anything.

What if she really did kill herself?

No.

I'm sure she didn't.

OK.

Let's go, Pablo is waiting to have dinner with us.

Dude.

Don't "dude" me. I'm not asking. Go.

Your stuff.

- See you tomorrow. - Good night, detective.

Good night. Get some rest.

No one knows better what goes on here than you.

Who was in Beatriz's room?

You're the hotel manager.

You better than anyone should know.

Beatriz's death will affect business.

And no one in the family

has the attitude to fill her shoes.

You and me, together...

Shut up.

Shut up.

Are you still obsessed with Beatriz?

She just died.

The queen is dead, long live the queen.

Can't you see? This is our moment.

I need time.

We agreed you were going to leave.

You needed me by your side.

What will the press say

when they find out that my mistress...

was at my ex wife's funeral?

I'm not your mistress anymore.

And it's time for everyone to know.

No.

Neither of us should be providing gossip.

If I go...

I go with you.

And if you stay, I stay.

I don't give a shit we're burying Beatriz.

After the funeral, we'll leave.

But for now...

the press can't find out

that we're back together.

I need you.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Please.

Damn it!

Let me try.

No, stop, stop, stop. Stop!

My mom just died.

I thought that's why it would be different.

There has to be something I can do.

Legally I'm her son too.

The police already delivered the report.

And your siblings already identified the body.

Without doing an autopsy.

There are other ways.

An appeal...

But it isn't always easy.

Of course.

That's what I have to do.

I have to ask for an appeal...

and an order from the prosecutor's office

to exhume the body.

We'll go from there, right?

Yes. I have it all ready, and you?

Yeah.

Look, Sandrita.

Don't forget I taught you everything you know.

That's precisely why

I don't buy your handling of the case.

Beatriz Zamudio committed suicide.

Period.

There's no crime.

There's nothing.

What the hell do you want to do?

Ask the family to please

return the body to you?

What for?

So you can keep playing detectives?

The boss already gave us the case, want to see?

If you'll allow us,

we're going to play detectives.

Excuse me, this is mine.

They gave you the Tijuana case, right?

Bye. Good luck.

At the end of each row there should be an arrangement

of white roses.

And Beatriz's photo

has to be higher up, more on the center.

Remember what Beatriz liked, elegant.

I don't want to see a single yellow flower

in this ceremony, OK?

What are you doing?

I told you.

Apparently, I knew your mother better than you did.

Efrén, no lilies, just white roses.

- How complicated can it be? - I'm not going

to let you bully my daughter anymore.

I'm sick and tired

of your overprotective father complex.

You were never more than Beatriz's lapdog.

We already talked about this, didn't we?

Do you want Isabella to leave me?

Go ahead.

Convince her.

Honey.

Honey.

Isabella, come.

Come here.

Your dad wants to tell you something.

We're on in three.

What is it?

Beatriz Zamudio jumped off a balcony

yesterday afternoon.

Where do I send my people?

No. No, no, no.

First you have to assure me

that I'm going to get my job back,

and second...

I'm going to give the news.

No, baby, impossible.

OK.

Don't worry.

HÉCTOR ACOSTA INCOMING CALL

I'll find someone who does want the video of Beatriz's death.

Alejandra. Hang on.

Hang on.

- How did you get it? - Luck.

I was at the party,

- recording, and suddenly... - What?

All of a sudden

Beatriz Zamudio's corpse flew by.

You think I'm stupid?

Baby, if I show that video, it'll be the end of you.

So look for something else.

Something that leaves you above any suspicion.

Then call me.

Bye.

Yes, of course, sir.

Our opening hours are from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m.

Monday through Friday.

OK.

I'm on my way.

Thank you.

He just came in.

I'll put him on.

- Who is it? - It's Acosta.

He says he's been trying to reach you.

Is everything handled?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Thank you, uncle.

Thank you for coming.

- We're so sorry. - Thank you.

Don't even think of making a scene.

I came to say goodbye to Mom, then I'm leaving.

It's about time.

Don't worry, brother.

We'll see each other soon.

Once I ask for the order to exhume Mom's body.

Don't even think about it, asshole.

I told you.

I'm going to find out the truth.

Get out of here.

You have no business here! Get out!

Don't make a scene in front of all these people.

Andrés, stop.

This pain may never go away.

Nor will the moments we live with her disappear.

She is the Beatriz we all knew.

And to whom we say goodbye with all our love.

Let's get this over with.

I want to thank everyone for being here.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Where is Mrs. Beatriz Zamudio's funeral?

Through that door,

crossing the lake, there's a chapel, it's there.

Thank you.

We're in the middle of a funeral.

I'm so sorry, sir.

We have a court order

to take the body of Mrs. Beatriz Zamudio.

Who are you?

We're about to bury my mom, for God's sake.

I'm Sandra Fitzgerald, case officer.

We're going to take the body to do an autopsy.

An autopsy? But my mom committed suicide.

That's not entirely clear, sir.

You must've been part of all this, right?

No, I didn't have anything to do with it.

But if you ask me, I'm glad this is happening.

Wait, hold on.

I imagine you have a written warrant.

That's right.

Can you help us with the coffin, please?

We're going to need those present

on the day of her death to stay in touch.

Preferably, don't leave the hotel.

Sorry, but you can't force us to stay locked up.

You're right.

Consider it a suggestion.

Whoever leaves before the autopsy results

will be the main suspect.

Were you planning on a trip?

Yes... No.

We'll have time to talk.

May I, officer?

The press will destroy us.

This is going to turn into a fucking mess.

Yeah.

Well, I'm not going to stay here

and watch these bastards tear apart our family.

You heard her.

If you leave, they'll think you killed her.

Well, they can find me at my house.

Where are you going, honey?

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

Let me know when you get this message.

I'm dying to see you, dear.

I love you.

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

Let me know when you get this message.

25 YEARS EARLIER

Are you sure you want to adopt him?

Totally.

Well, then it is my duty to inform you...

what condition the child is in.

Look, Jacobo is not an easy boy.

Jacobo is an innocent child, that's all that matters.

He doesn't remember anything from his past,

and maybe it's better that way.

Sometimes it's better the mind creates its own defenses.

I'm going to make sure he'll never have to remember it.

This way.

Hi.

I'm dying to see you, dear.

I love you.

Son, what happened?

You should be here by now.

I'd do anything to ease your pain.

What are you doing here?

I needed to see you.

To tell you that I'm here for you.

It's best if you leave.

Jacobo...

You made your decision.

And he's probably waiting for you next to your son.

Wendy.

Andrés.

What are you doing here?

I got tired of waiting for you alone in bed

and went out to look for you, darling.

You're hurting me.

Sorry.

Now can you tell us why it was so important

to see all of us?

We have the results of the autopsy

performed on Mrs. Beatriz.

The autopsy revealed she did not die from the fall.

She was poisoned.

We found a substance impregnated

in the roses that were in her room.

A very fine powder,

so imperceptible that it could be confused

with the flowers pollen.

That's impossible.

I gave those flowers to Mom.