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Not only did your mother
confess to murder…

she also provided details.

Which details?

Like how she shot him twice
on the living room couch.

-Agent Uriel López, please.
-Sofía?

One moment, please.

What are you doing here?

Seems your mother confessed
to murdering my dad.

A lucky guess.

That proves nothing.

Now she needs to be held for 48 hours,
enough time to tell us the rest.

Sofía, you know my mom isn't well.
You've seen it.

This is all part of her dementia.

What if she knows something?

-Something that can help me get justice.
-What could she know?

I need you to tell them what you saw.

Her behavior is textbook dementia.

I'm no doctor, cousin.

Peniche, can we have a minute?

I need to tell you something.

I'll tell what I saw, okay?

Sofía, they're waiting.

I should go in.

We asked you a month ago.

Why did you lie to us?

Because Mom asked me to.

That's just great.

So, you just listened to a woman
in her nightgown

about to jump from the roof? Brilliant.

-You saw a doctor, right?
-Yes.

-Did she get tests?
-Yes, all kinds.

But she refused
to get tested for dementia.

How would you describe her?

Same as usual.

Straightforward, strong.

I meant psychologically.

Anything out of the ordinary?

Perhaps…

talking nonsense.

The truth…

Forgetfulness, maybe.

My pills!

-You must've taken them already.
-Did I take them already?

-Disorientation?
-No.

No, my aunt may be many things,

but she's not forgetful,
and she never speaks out of turn.

What is that?

Your mom's only way out of here.

With your three signatures,

I can order all the necessary
medical and psychological tests

to declare her incompetent
and immune from prosecution.

You mean crazy?

I mean she wouldn't be criminally liable
or up for investigation.

What if there's proof?

In that case, the judge
would send her to a psychiatric facility.

My mom's not going to a psych ward.

I don't know what's worse, that or jail.

I can arrange for one of you
to go in and talk to her.

I'll talk to her.

I'll set it up.

Look, I find it important for you to know

that their family isn't perfect.

They have always resented my father.

I don't know what my aunt told you,
but I would take her words very seriously.

She confessed for a reason.

Mother, you need to understand.

What exactly?

That you want to get me tested
like a lab rat,

only to be committed to a nuthouse?

-You're not going to a nuthouse.
-It says so right here.

I won't allow it.

You say that now.

You confessed to a murder.

I was disturbed.

That medication confuses me.

It makes me say senseless things. I don't…

Do you really think I killed that bastard?

Sign the papers.

You said it yourself.

You have to protect the family,
even from your own secrets.

It's what the family wants.

The family?

Look, I may be old,

but I do know one thing.

I'm the only one
keeping this family together.

The only one.

You're at the helm of Monarca

because I put you there.

I'll say this one last time.

I'm not signing these papers.

I won't have those tests done.

And you better not dare
force me into this.

-Thanks, Licha.
-You're welcome.

We should be careful
about what we say in this house.

What?

Didn't you tell me you thought
Cecilia was losing her mind?

Don't tell me
you really think she killed your dad.

Why wouldn't I?

She might have.

Any of them could've done it.

-There's no proof, Sofía.
-She confessed.

How is a confession not proof enough?

Enough, Sofía. Enough.

Let's leave this damned place already.
It's not good for us, please.

I'm not finished yet.

-Where's all this coming from?
-What do you mean?

-Where's this coming from?
-From my dad getting murdered.

Tell me the truth, Sofía.

I won't let my dad down ever again.

But you never did.

-You always did what he wanted.
-Not everything.

You went to the college
he told you to, worked at--

But I was born a woman!

I couldn't even give him
a grandson he could be proud of.

I saw it…

every time Nico went near him.

I'll tell you this. Listen to me well.

I know what your dad meant to you,

but you're not to blame for what he felt.

He was a jerk not to see
how great you and Nico are.

And you shouldn't be on a crusade for him.

I just want the truth,
which they're trying to hide.

I didn't start this,

but I have to finish it.

Serve.

-Where to, asshole?
-The lapdog thinks he's a bodyguard?

Don't you know
this court isn't for rapists?

This will make you forget
about being a nanny. Your turn.

Running away…

is all I ever do.

You're here
because you faced something, right?

Get up, asshole!

Just as running can become a habit…

so can facing your shit.

And I promise you when you do,

you'll reclaim control over your life.

DAUGHTER

Mrs. Cecilia.

ORDER TO RUN TESTS

Yes?

It's time to meet, Carranza.

No. Can we do it tomorrow?

I'm not asking you, motherfucker.

I'll send you the address.

Wanna ride together?

No. I have to go.

Laborde can wait a little.
We have to be there for Mom.

I know, but I have to go.

Selfless as ever.

Right?

I have to go.

-Are you all right?
-I'm fine.

He's acting weird.

He always acts weird.

Ana, Andrés.

-Sofía lied.
-What?

In her statement, she said
your mom was sound of mind.

And she had forensics search
Agustin's house for evidence.

That fucking bitch
didn't fall far from the tree!

That's not all.

They found fingerprints
that match Mrs. Cecilia's.

Our fingerprints are all over that house.

Yes, but all those little things add up.

-Will you stay with her?
-Yes, go.

It's up to you, Licha.

You can answer me or answer to the police.

I already told you,
Mrs. Cecilia didn't go out that day.

She had a headache and stayed home.

The whole day? You saw her here all day?

-All day?
-Licha, give us a minute.

-Please.
-Yes, child.

Questioning Licha?

Really?

-What do you want?
-What I've wanted since I came here…

the truth.

So, you lied to the police
to get to the truth?

Your mom confessed she killed my dad.

Should I just ignore it?

-I don't know what you're going through.
-No, you don't!

-We're family.
-Really?

Is that what we are?

Because your father
exploited my dad for years.

And then what?

Who do you think got the permits
for Andrés's hotels?

Or the land for your agave?

Or contracts for Joaquín's
construction company. Who?

And when you couldn't use him
anymore, what?

You betrayed him. You, his family.

And tried to kick him out
as if he were a villain.

So, don't make me feel crazy for thinking
you're hiding something from me.

I don't think you're seeing
things clearly, Sofía.

The answers you're looking for
are not in this house.

So, I suggest you go elsewhere

and find out who your father really was.

My mom will be here soon.

And when she gets here,
you'd better be gone.

-Are you kicking me out?
-Yes.

I'm kicking you out.

Hey, Aunt. Want to play?

Nico, I'd love to, but I can't.
I have to go to work.

How about tonight?

Tonight's no good either, Nico.
You won't be here by then.

Why?

Because my mom is sick.
She needs some time alone.

Whose cell phone is that?

Is it yours?

-Yes.
-Show me.

I'll save my number.

Call me if you need anything
or if you want to talk. Okay?

-Okay.
-Day or night.

Thanks.

Hello?

May I help you?

Camila, I'm sorry. I didn't recognize you.

Don't worry.

They said I could come in, so I did.

Sure. This office is practically yours.
Sorry, you look so different.

Yes, I know.

Monarca raises funds

for 87 foundations in total, every day.

And we have 230 volunteers
who help manage the funds.

While you bring toys
to the kids in person.

Well…

There's no one here.

Do you see anyone, Camila?

No, not a soul.

Guess we'll have
to take these presents elsewhere.

-Santi!
-Jorge!

All right, settle down, kids.

Listen up. First things first,
let me introduce you to Camila.

Say hello.

-Hello, Camila!
-Hello.

-Is she your girlfriend?
-No.

-You and Camila, sitting in a tree
-She's not.

-Don't deny it to them, it'll be worse.
-Don't worry.

All right, time for presents.

-I've taken mine.
-Let's see.

All right, there you go.
Careful, no fighting.

Don't worry, sweetheart.
You should be with her.

Everything is under control here.

Bye.

What are you doing?
Don't touch me like that again.

It's not like I haven't done it before.

No, Andrés isn't here. We shouldn't…

I'm not looking for Andrés.

What are you doing?

May I come in, ma'am?

One second!

Come in.

Ma'am, Ross is here.

-Who?
-Mrs. Ana María's son.

Well, ask him to wait.

Excuse me.

We'll pick this up later, huh?

Look, work has to be earned,

not given away.

You being here

means that someone
much more experienced than you isn't.

So, if I ever catch you
not taking this seriously,

you're out of here. Is that clear?

I only have one question.

What?

What are my duties exactly?

Well, basically,

you are to do as I say, whenever I say it.

So, if you'll excuse me,
I'll call you in when I need you.

Sure.

Isn't this my uncle's office?

It's our office.

What day is it today?

What kind of doctor doesn't know the date?

I do know.

The questions are for you.

It's a neuropsychological assessment to--

To declare me crazy.

The questions won't tell,
but the answers will.

If you want to convince the judge
that you're sound of mind,

just answer the questions.

All right.

Now, repeat these words

in the following order:

Weights.

Horse.

Coin.

Weights.

Horse.

Coin.

Now, apples and pears.

Which ones are red?

Apples.

Mr. Genaro.

Thanks for meeting me here.

How long have you worked for my mom?

Fourteen years come September.

That's a long time.

Well, your mother
has always been very good to me.

Lucky you.

Now list all odd numbers from 1 to 20.

One,

three,

six,

nine,

eleven,

fifteen.

Genaro, I'm sure
you've noticed my mom isn't well.

She told the police
she killed my Uncle Agustín.

Earlier, I asked you
to remember three words.

Can you repeat them?

As we speak,
the cops are searching her house

for evidence, to put her in jail.

Can't you just tell them

she'd never do such a thing?

The problem is
I do believe she could've done it.

And that you helped her.

I won't say anything
until my husband gets here.

My love.

Fausto?

Fausto…

I'm not asking you
to betray her, Mr. Genaro,

but I need to know
what happened that night.

I'm sorry, ma'am, but nothing happened.

I know you want to protect her.
Trust me, so do I.

But I can't do that unless you tell me
everything that happened.

Whoever broke in
mustn't have found it too hard.

They probably disabled the cameras.

And then, subdued the guards.

It was a clean job.

They took enough stuff
to make it look like a burglary.

If your mom had done it,

she would've asked
for no one else to be hurt.

So, she was there?

Thank you for having me, Agustín.

Of course, have a seat.

Did she ask to watch him get murdered?

If it was your mother, undoubtedly…

she would've asked…

to pull the trigger.

Mrs. Cecilia.

The gun, please.

Everything's ready.

You may leave now.

She practically told us.

We all wanted to do it,

but she was the only one
who had the balls.

We have a problem.

The judge denied our request.

How so?

Dr. Carreón's report

states your mother
shows no signs of dementia.

I'm sure it's our cousin's doing.

There's another option.

You'd have to take her to court

to strip her from any legal autonomy.

Do what you have to do.

Very well, then.

How much did my cousin pay you?

You can't barge in here.

We know you took money,
but you can still fix it.

Mr. Carranza, I'll have to call security
if you don't leave right now.

What you have to do
is tell the truth, that's all.

I already told the truth.
It's all in my report.

You're about to lose your license.

How much did my cousin pay you?

Security!

Leave this instant.
I don't want any more trouble.

Ground Command, he's in sight.

The informant switched vehicles
and changed his clothes.

We're still on him.

Copy that.

He's moving deeper
into Palafox's territory.

Don't take your eyes off that van.

Roger that.

We're very close.

Hello there, partner! Welcome.

If you used all of Monarca's subsidiaries,

you could launder four times more

than if you only used the hotels.

Something's not right.

What? It's a perfect plan.

You're the one that's fishy, fucker.

First, I asked you to launder
some cash through the hotels,

and you told me to go fuck myself.

Now you come and put
all of Monarca's subsidiaries at my feet?

Something's fishy.

What?

Is the heat getting to you?

You're sweating, Carranza.

I'm sweating
because the last thing I want right now

is to be negotiating
with someone like you.

You son of a bitch.

Someone like me?

I'm not an idiot.

I know exactly where I stand.

That's why I'm here.

To tell you
that I'm the only one involved.

So, keep my kids out of this..

You left me no choice, Carranza.

Sir, a drone was spotted.

The military are here, boss!

See? I was right to be suspicious.

You led them here, fucker.

I'm not stupid.

If I'm seen talking to you, I'm history.

If I die, you'll die with me,
you fucking Carranza. Go!

-Cover me!
-Come on! Move!

Drop the gun!

Don't move, freeze!

Move!

-I've got your back.
-Come on!

Don't shoot.

-Hands up!
-I want to negotiate.

-Don't shoot!
-I want to negotiate, tell…

Let's go!

Get in!

Help me, close the door, fucker!
Come on!

Here, bar the door. Now!

You'll regret this the rest of your life!
Your family is as good as dead!

I'll screw your daughter,

fuck her good.

And then I'm going to kill her,
you fucker!

You sold me out!
Carranza, you piece of shit!

Carranza.

Carranza.

We both know…

you don't have the balls to do it.

He's down.

Sir, are you okay?

Sir, Palafox is dead.

Okay.

Well done.

Well done, everyone.

Let's go.

Mr. Carranza.

But I want you to know…

that there's something I'm proud of...

and it's bringing you into this world.

You're the best thing
that could've ever happened to me.

And I take comfort

in knowing I leave behind...

How are you?

…the very best of me.

My children.

I love you.

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Fuck, that sucker had it coming.

For playing nanny to that fucker
and playing brave.

Yeah, two-bit playing bodyguard.
How much do you reckon they're paying him?

-God knows.
-A hundred pesos, huh?

-Fuck!
-What a dork.

Fuck off, motherfucker,

unless you want to end up
worse than your fucking bodyguard.

I won't leave until we talk.

Fine, let's talk.

After considering the results
of the medical exams

administered by Dr. Carreón,

together with
Mrs. Sofía Carranza's testimony,

we conclude that Mrs. Cecilia Carranza

is fully competent to stand trial.

Your Honor, I'd like to call
Mrs. Carranza's children to the stand.

Go ahead.

Her hands were shaking.

She told us our dad,
who passed away six months ago,

would be home soon.

After my father died,

none of my mom's decisions
align with the person she was.

She was going to jump.

If I hadn't gotten there in time…

she would've succeeded.

Then why didn't you get her
any medical attention?

Comparing Dr. Carreón's findings

with the patient's medical record,

there are unmistakable signs
of neural deterioration.

Why are there discrepancies

between the medical and psych evaluations?

Because patients often oscillate
between dementia and sanity.

Let me ask her some questions,
and you'll see for yourself.

I won't respond, Alfonso.

Please, answer the questions,
Mrs. Carranza.

Close your eyes.

Tell me, what color
is the dress you're wearing right now?

Lastly, place the clock hands

to show 3:30.

Mrs. Carranza, we're trying to help you.

...is fully competent to stand trial.

Patients often oscillate
between dementia and sanity.

She was going to jump.

She told us our dad…

She would've succeeded.

They know what you did.

Fausto…

get me out of here!

Get me out of here, please!

Okay, ladies and gentlemen,

at the request of your attorney,

all the information
revealed in this hearing is now sealed.

You have nothing to worry about.

Your mother's privacy is protected,

as is the rest of the family's.

Thank you, Your Honor.

There's one last matter,
Mrs. Cecilia Carranza's conservatorship.

Unfortunately, she can no longer
make decisions for herself.

So, a conservatorship is necessary

for someone to look out
for her best interests.

Someone to protect her
and manage her assets,

as well as ensuring at all times
her well-being and health.

The court has determined
this role should fall to

Mr. Joaquín Carranza.

-That's bullshit.
-Excuse me?

-Please.
-Andrés, please.

-Relax.
-Excuse me?

Your Honor,
I'd ask you to reconsider your ruling.

The most logical choice would be me.

-I'm her--
-Why?

Because you're a woman? Really?

-No, Joaquín, because I'm her daughter.
-I'm her son.

Will you change her diaper
when she needs it?

-Of course not.
-So?

Neither will you. A nurse will do it.

Your Honor, I'm the one who's been closest
to her for the past few years.

-No.
-I am Monarca's CEO.

So what, Andrés?

You've barely held that position
for a month.

And you, Mrs. Carranza,
spent 25 years abroad.

That's hardly an argument--

We believe the best person

to undertake this role
is Mr. Joaquín Carranza.

He's her firstborn and lives the closest
to Mrs. Cecilia's residence.

Then this is a matter of geography?

Mr. Carranza, feel free to read the law.

Unless Mr. Joaquín Carranza

wishes to yield the role
to one of his siblings.

I accept the conservator role
over my mother, Your Honor.

How much did he pay? Did you pay him?

-Why didn't you warn us?
-You're talking bullshit.

Careful.

Who are these people?

Mrs. Cecilia, is it true
you'll be committed to a psych ward?

Let's go.

I'm sorry, Ignacio.

I want to say something.

I've never been on board with any of this.

I didn't want to stay, or keep the shares,

or impose on your mother in her own home.

Sofía isn't a bad person.

Neither is my mom.

-I'll miss you, Nico.
-Me too.

Let's go, Nicolás.

Before…

when I talked, people listened.

Now, I'm a joke to society.

I'll never forget…

what you've done to me.

We would've never let you go to jail, Mom.

That was never going to happen
because I didn't kill Agustín.

We know, Mom.

We have powerful enemies,
and courts don't care for the truth.

I need you to find Dr. Carreón.

The one who evaluated me.

What for?

To give her the half million pesos
I promised her.

She had nothing to do
with the judge's verdict.

She only said what I asked her to.

Now, leave.

I guess both Mom and Dad are murderers.

What does that mean for us?

That's them.

No, it's in our blood.

Don't be ridiculous.

Perhaps we're no better than them,
but we're no worse either.

We merely do what it takes
to protect ourselves.

No matter the cost.