Original subtitles

-♪ [tense instrumental music playing] -[Esther] We don't know what will happen.

But you should be prepared for anything.

PREVIOUSLY

It's already been decided. Your sister and I are leaving.

[Álex] And what about the farm?

You know who might be interested? The council.

[Tomás] The Egea estate. Tano has made them an offer.

I told you to let me test the waters. Now, it won't be so easy.

Did you know Óscar took anxiety medication?

[Manuela] He didn't take pills. He hated all that.

He wasn't taking any pills that you knew of.

By the way, where were you?

Um, having a few beers with Tano.

-Where were you? -With Miguel.

Nothing happened between us. Well, we kissed.

-Oh, please. -Make no mistake,

I don't intend to intrude on that relationship.

I lied to you this morning. I wasn't with Tano last night.

I ran into Gracia. I was with her.

-[ECG monitor beeping frantically] -[chokes]

[Gracia] Dad. Dad! Dad!

[♪ theme music playing]

[♪ theme music concludes]

RETURN TO LAS SABINAS

[ECG monitor beeping]

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

[doctor] How are you feeling, Emilio?

[Emilio grumbles indistinctly]

[doctor] Would you call this a glass?

And them? Are they your daughters?

[♪ emotional instrumental music playing]

You're doing great. Now, I'm going to speak with Gracia and Paloma, okay?

We'll be right back, Dad.

[Paloma] How is he?

[doctor] He appears to be recovering well,

but we don't know what the impact of the stroke will be yet.

The good news is that there is no damage to his eyesight, memory or perception.

And the bad news?

His speech and mobility.

He has lost control of the left side of his body

and can't communicate verbally, but he can understand what you say to him.

Is he going to stay like that, or...

[clicks tongue] It's hard to tell. He might gradually improve, he might not.

But he will need physical therapy, for sure.

He'll also need a strict, soft food diet since he'll have trouble swallowing.

We'll keep monitoring his progress.

Thank you, doctor.

Take heart.

And try to get some rest.

-[Paloma] Mmm. Thanks. -[Gracia] Thank you.

[♪ music fades]

-[birds chirping] -[cicadas chittering]

[inhales sharply]

[sighs]

Good morning.

[exhales]

You've got some toothpaste...

Oh.

[Esther exhales]

Rough night?

Terrible.

You couldn't sleep?

Yeah.

I was thinking about the wedding.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

Frankly, I think we should postpone it.

Or cancel it.

Because of our talk yesterday?

Why else?

Please, let's not overreact.

-I love you. I really do. -Yes.

I love you, too. That's not the problem.

The problem is that as well as loving me, you still have feelings for Gracia.

Forgive me for being so blunt, but that's the truth.

I appreciate you not playing me for a fool.

I respect you too much for that.

The thought of cancelling the wedding--

We can't take such an important step in this current situation.

Miguel, you need to make up your mind.

Believe me, I don't have the slightest doubt.

You have to do it yourself.

Do what?

Decide whether Gracia is just a chapter from your past that ended badly,

as you said yesterday,

or something else.

[♪ melancholic music continues]

Good morning.

Alejandro?

Hello.

Excuse me, madam. I didn't hear you come in.

As we get older, we get quieter.

And there's no need to be so formal.

Lending a hand?

Yes. I try to help the parish as much as I can while I'm here.

Something always needs to be done.

And your mother?

She usually comes to Mass at this time.

She just left.

She's on her way to the cemetery to leave flowers for Óscar.

[Paca] It's terrible what happened to your brother.

He was beloved in Manterana.

You could tell at his burial.

Would you like to leave a message for my mother?

Mmm.

Tell her I'm interested in buying her land.

-[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing] -As long as she intends to sell it.

I imagine she doesn't feel like taking care of the farm.

And you will have to return to living own your life at some point.

Yes. They're waiting for me in Brazil.

[Álex inhales]

Hence my proposal. I would like you to see it

as my way of helping.

Right.

And I'm grateful, Paca. Really.

But town's council also made us an offer.

I see.

So fast.

The mayor's proposal seems to fall in with Óscar's wishes.

So...

Anything to honor the memory of your brother.

That's what we all want.

But the problem with administration is the same as always.

Not knowing when they'll pay up.

And they aren't exactly generous.

May I ask how much Tano offered you?

Let's just say my mother thinks it's a fair number.

I can offer you 30 percent more.

You haven't heard the number.

I don't want anyone to take advantage of your family's plight.

Right.

Listen, Paca. Again, I really appreciate it.

Thank you very much.

But you know what? This isn't the right place to discuss the matter.

The Catholic Church doesn't do business?

Pass my offer on to your mother.

It was a pleasure talking to you.

[inhales sharply]

When we get home,

we'll have to hire a caretaker to help him move.

We can't expect Trini to take on everything.

I'm dreading it.

We'll see how Dad reacts when he realizes he needs help.

You heard the doctors. He might never make a full recovery.

We all need to come to terms with that, especially him.

He'll be fine. Dad is a fighter.

I...

I think we should prepare for the worst.

We have to consider at least.

And what do you propose?

Well, nursing homes exist for a reason.

-[sighs] -I don't like it either,

but it's the most realistic option. They'd take better care of him there.

I'm not qualified to care for him.

And I won't stay in Manterana forever.

What about you?

Nursing homes are very expensive.

How would we pay for it?

Paca's offer would cover the cost.

In that case, we won't need the nursing home.

If we sell the land to Paca, Dad will just go ahead and die.

-[sighs] -[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

She claims to be doing us a favor, would you believe?

-That said, she is offering a lot. -That's right.

Thirty percent. [scoffs] That's insane. I think that--

There's nothing to think, I've made up my mind.

We all agreed on Tano's offer. And that's that.

That was before hearing Paca's offer, Mom.

It's a lot of money. We should at least consider it.

Son.

Do you believe Óscar is watching us from above?

I'm sure he is.

Then we'll do what he would've wanted and sell to the council.

You know what Óscar would have wanted?

A secure future for the both of you.

Think about it. You two could use the money.

I will.

And stop bringing matters from above into your earthly issues, okay?

Speaking of earthly matters.

Um, have you guys sold anything lately?

Machinery, or... or tools. Anything of value.

Not that I know of.

Mom.

Do you know whether Óscar had some kind of business?

[Carla] What do you mean?

Why are you asking, son?

Nothing, just a thought I had.

I was thinking about when you move out.

-I don't want there to be any loose ends. -It won't be for a while yet. We'll see.

This way.

[indistinct chatter over PA]

[whispering] Say what you want, but the jasmine I brought him helped.

Things like that really matter.

Of course. How is he?

We'll see. Richi, please, remember what I said.

Positive attitude. We need to raise his morale.

Mom, who do you think you're talking to?

Come on, please.

-Okay. Let's go. -[laughs]

Go for it, Don Emilio. [chuckles]

Hospital food goes in easy.

[Emilio pants]

Want me to help you?

All right. Okay.

Don't be stubborn, Don Emilio.

I'll help you.

-[pants] -[Trini] All right.

Let's take it from here,

so it doesn't burn you.

[sobs]

Come on. They're pampering you like a baby.

Isn't that nice?

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[dishes shatter]

Call a nurse over. Go.

[♪ music fades]

Sorry for changing plans again.

This is it, I promise.

Thank you.

Thank you. See you.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[Esther] "You and me, always.

"Miguel."

[sobs]

[knocking on door]

-[Paca] It's me. Can I come in? -One second.

-[Paca] Aren't you running late? -Yes, I'm on my way out.

Are you okay?

Yes, why?

Esther, I'm your mother.

You've been crying.

Yes, well, I just felt a bit overwhelmed, but...

don't worry, I'm fine.

And this?

I'm going to the conference. I'm giving my presentation tomorrow.

-Yesterday, you said you weren't going. -Well, today, I am.

What made you change your mind?

Not now, Mom, please.

If you're having trouble at work, with the preparations--

Stop meddling in my life, please.

I can't stand it.

[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

[exhales] I'm leaving.

Like you said, I'm running late.

[♪ pensive music intensifying]

-[birds chirping] -[cicadas chittering]

[Manuela] 10,000 euros is a lot of money.

[Álex] There must be some explanation.

Do your mother and sister know anything?

I approached it carefully to avoid worrying them, but no.

-I don't think they know anything. -[sighs]

Where did he get so much money from?

That's the big question.

What business was he involved in?

Something that made him take medication.

We need answers.

But the judge closed the case, there's nothing--

I don't care. There's still some answers missing.

We'll keep investigating in secret.

-[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing] -Won't you get in trouble?

[scoffs] Loads.

Núñez isn't just my superior, he's my mentor,

and he already asked me to stop.

Manuela, I'm a priest. If anyone understands the chain of command,

-it's me. -[chuckles]

Are you sure you want to keep going?

[sighs]

He was my friend.

I owe it to him.

But we have to be very discreet.

No one can know. Understood?

Understood.

[Trini] A minute after his tantrum, he was sleeping peacefully.

But he hasn't eaten anything. How is he going to recover his strength?

Trini, give him some time.

Now, it's our turn to follow his pace.

-Mmm. -[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me, it's work.

[sighs]

Fabián, I was going to call you in a bit.

Right.

I'd forgotten all about it.

I wouldn't have made it anyway. My dad is still in hospital.

You'll catch me here.

No. I can't come to Madrid today.

Can't we postpone the meeting until tomorrow?

Perfect.

Could we do it as a video conference?

Right. Okay.

I'll await your instructions.

Yes, thank you. Thanks.

Gracia, excuse me for sticking my nose in,

go to that meeting if it's really important.

I'll stay by your dad's side.

[Gracia] No. Thank you, but no.

You have to set some boundaries.

Besides, I can't focus on work while he's like this.

Okay.

We don't know what's going to happen.

We're pretty sure he'll need a caretaker, but...

we aren't ruling out a nursing home further down the road.

[Esther] I can send you some recommendations if you want.

-[Paloma] Thank you. That'd be great. -[Esther] Mmm.

Hey, are you okay?

Yes.

Yes, I'm fine, it's just that...

I didn't sleep well last night.

Mmm.

Are you sure you're okay?

You have your own problems.

Esther, please.

After all you've done for my dad, listening to you is the least I can do.

This morning, I told Miguel that...

that we might need to cancel the wedding.

Why? What happened?

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

Your sister is what happened.

Miguel hasn't been the same since she returned.

It's been over 20 years. They were kids.

Yeah. That's what he says, but...

I don't buy it.

The day your dad became unwell,

your sister had just been with him when she arrived at Las Sabinas.

I know Miguel has doubts, Paloma.

I can see it.

I can even feel it, and it's killing me.

[sniffs]

I understand why it worries you.

But what if you're jumping to conclusions?

They've met behind my back at least once.

And something inside me says...

I'm sure there's nothing between them.

I know my sister.

And I no longer recognize the man I love.

-[cicadas chittering] -[birds chirping]

-[Richi] Man, the Civil Guard. -How's it going, Richi?

Just slaving away. Things at the house have been messed up.

Yes, I know.

How is Emilio?

Out of the coma, but he's still in a bad way

and in a terrible mood.

We've had such a raw deal lately. First Óscar, then Emilio...

Yes, it's kind of scary, to be honest.

You were Óscar's friend. You spent a lot of time with him.

Was he acting strangely in the days before his death?

Um... No. Not especially.

Did he mention any trouble,

any trouble with anyone?

-Anything strange... -Manuela, are you interrogating me?

I thought the case was closed.

Sorry, I didn't mean to.

Yes, the case is closed.

But I don't want to leave any stone unturned.

He was my friend, too.

Right.

There was one thing.

It might be nothing, but it caught my attention.

Óscar was a chill guy.

It wasn't normal seeing him like that.

It was in Casa Larrea.

It was after the card game we play every week.

[♪ emotional instrumental music playing]

We played.

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

[indistinct shouting]

It was weird, seeing them so angry.

Ten minutes earlier, we were joking, drinking beer.

Any idea of what the argument was about?

I asked Óscar when I saw him next,

but he dismissed me and told me to forget it.

[keyboard keys clacking]

Don't worry. He's just having some tests done.

So, he's out of the coma?

[Gracia] He's conscious.

But he can't speak.

Half his body is paralyzed.

We don't know if he'll get better.

I'm very sorry.

I'm also here because I didn't like how we left things when we last spoke.

Me neither.

The last thing I want is more upset.

Especially with you.

[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

[Miguel] I've been thinking.

When we were together, at the cabin--

-Miguel. -[Miguel] Please let me speak.

The other day...

when I was holding you...

I felt like I did when I was 18 and we were together.

I won't ask you if you felt the same, I know you did.

But feeling what we did when we were kids doesn't mean we still are.

I'd like to think we've learned something.

After losing you...

as the years went by...

I learned that guilt is a terrible traveling companion.

I thought about what separated us.

It was the guilt you felt for your mother's death.

That's why you left town.

And me.

You blame yourself for your father's health, but you shouldn't.

You shouldn't.

History will only repeat itself if we let it.

It isn't easy to control your feelings.

You should know that.

The other day you asked me if I felt bad about Esther.

And?

Of course I feel bad.

But I have reason to.

I'm responsible for my own actions.

You, however, blame yourself

for things that are beyond your control. You can't keep doing that.

Not anymore.

You're not that same kid.

You are still...

you.

But not that kid.

[Álex] This was among Óscar's things in his room.

And this is your signature, right?

[Esther] Mmm-hmm.

Yes, I prescribed him alprazolam.

May I ask why?

He was suffering from quite a bit of emotional stress for a while.

Could you be more specific?

Álex, the Church has the Seal of Confession,

we have doctor-patient confidentiality.

Right. I understand.

I understand, of course. But...

[sighs]

Knowing what happened to my brother would bring my family some closure,

especially my mom.

I'm asking you, please.

[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

I try to have a positive attitude, but...

it's like living under a black cloud, you know?

[Óscar breathes deeply]

I tell myself that this happens

to everyone, all the time, but I just can't get over it.

-How long since you broke up? -[Óscar] She broke up with me.

Two and a half months ago.

Óscar, what hurts you the most about this situation?

I think that...

Yes, I think that the worst part

is imagining the life I could have with her in Australia, or...

anywhere, really.

But I find myself here, stuck,

surrounded by the same old faces.

It's always the same.

He seemed to be on the verge of depression,

so I started him on some treatment.

Did it work?

Apparently, because he never came back.

But I was worried about him

because you can't fix things like that with a couple of tablets, as I warned him.

I tried calling him from time to time,

asking him how he was whenever I ran into him.

Did he seem any better?

Fairly. Both physically and mentally, but...

I don't know, Álex. Maybe there were some warning signs

that I didn't know of. I don't know.

Esther, you helped him when he needed it the most.

You did well.

I didn't know he was having such a hard time over a girl.

From the outside, it can be difficult to see

how much certain relationships affect people.

How much they can make them suffer.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[exhales]

Will you bear what I said in mind?

No promises, but I will try.

Thank you for coming.

It was very generous of you.

It's the least I could do.

Not everyone would.

Would I do it for everyone?

[both chuckle]

What will you do now?

That's a good question. [laughs]

Honestly, I don't know.

At some point, I have to return to Madrid for work.

I can't keep my kids here forever. It's not fair, but...

given my dad's condition, I can't abandon Paloma with this mess.

So, I don't know. Best to take it one day at a time.

You seem sure that you'll end up leaving again.

[Gracia] Probably, yes.

Gracia, when I said you weren't that same kid earlier,

you're much better.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

Everything will turn out fine, you'll see.

[Paloma] Hello.

-Hi. -Any news?

He's getting some tests done.

-How are you, Miguel? -Fine.

I came to check on Emilio.

-So, I'll leave now. -Mmm.

Best wishes to you both.

-[Paloma] Thank you. -[whispers] Bye.

[sighs]

What?

I was just talking to Esther.

She's not doing well, Gracia.

Miguel told her that he met you at the cabin.

And?

There's nothing to tell. You know that.

That's what I said, but she can't stop thinking about it.

She's considering canceling the wedding.

But why?

Nothing happened between us. How can I make that any clearer?

I won't deny that we were confused for a second,

but we both knew to hit the brakes.

No. You knew to hit the brakes.

Esther claims that Miguel's been confused since your return.

Neither of us want to cause anyone any harm, I swear.

I'm not judging you. It's just I'm torn between the two of you, you know?

Don't worry about me.

You're my sister.

Of course, I'm going to worry. In fact, I haven't asked you yet.

How are you coping with this? How are you?

Talk to me, please. You know it's not good to keep things bottled up.

I know that nothing can happen between me and Miguel Larrea.

[♪ pensive instrumental music playing]

He doesn't seem so clear about that.

-[tractor engine rumbling] -[birds chirping]

Afternoon, Jiménez.

Do you have a minute?

I'd like to ask you some questions.

About what?

About Óscar Egea.

Are you still on that?

I thought it was an accident.

We investigate accidents, too.

How would you describe your relationship?

He wasn't my best friend, but we got along.

You played cards every week at Casa Larrea, right?

A few times a month.

Richi was there, too.

Did you gamble?

I mean, did bets often get rather...

intense?

We betted with chickpeas.

The loser paid for the beers.

But yes.

I had a run-in with Óscar Egea.

Nothing to do with the game.

[Jiménez] Your environmentalists are starting to get on my nerves.

[Óscar] I suppose you're on about the visit to El Acebuche.

No, that wasn't a visit. That was an inspection.

-Was that you? -Huh.

I told them something fishy was going on at the farm.

[chuckles] Something fishy.

Yes. Actually, that's a bit of an understatement.

Paca systematically violates environmental regulations.

The boss employs a lot of people.

And she respects the law.

Mmm. Except when it comes to the use of pesticides,

the use of organic materials, exploiting the area...

-Shall I go on? -No.

I wouldn't if I were you.

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

Are you threatening me?

[laughs] Don't be dramatic.

All I'm saying is that Doña Paca knows this land well and cares for it.

And, according to the inspector, everything was in order.

Hmm. I can already imagine what she's done to get away with it again.

But her good luck will end.

We're watching her.

That sounds like a threat.

Óscar!

[Manuela] The problem, Jiménez,

is that there is no one left to confirm your version of events.

I told you what happened.

Word by word.

You know how he was.

An amazing guy.

But he saw red when it came to the environment.

He could get a little radical.

Apart from that, I was very fond of him.

We will miss him at our card games.

He was a terrible player.

Have a nice afternoon.

All right.

[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing]

-[customers chatting] -[♪ mellow guitar music playing]

So you're buying the Egeas's land.

Uh, no. Not me, the council.

It will belong to the people of this town.

Besides, the university agreed to--

Thank you, Tano. Spare me your speech.

You can carry out your plans anywhere.

Why that property?

For Óscar, may he rest in peace.

It will be a nice way to honor his legacy.

And, sentimental reasons aside...

this project will help the town grow and--

Please.

I'm not one of your voters.

I know what's hiding behind all that lip service.

You're playing dirty.

I don't follow. What are you accusing me of?

You're taking advantage of the situation to get your hands on some land

at a discount price.

Wow.

You must be the only person in town who thinks this way.

Yes.

Do you know why?

Because I've seen it before.

That's what Emilio Molina did to you all.

-Be careful of what you say, Paca. -Mom, leave it to me.

This has nothing to do with that.

Don't compare me to that man, especially not in my house.

We don't say that name here.

Anyway, out of curiosity, let's flip this around.

Why are you so interested in that land?

I want to expand El Acebuche.

I'm willing invest as much as necessary.

Mm-hmm. And what is your goal exactly?

To accumulate more and more money

-so you end up with even more still? -To generate real wealth

that will promote continual development for the whole region.

That's thinking of the future, Tano.

Don't do my job for me, Paca.

I'm the mayor here.

That's right.

And you only think about being re-elected.

That's why you waste public money on such populist measures.

Well.

If you're unhappy, you know, you could run for election yourself.

[scoffs]

Politics has become the last refuge of the mediocre.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

Hello, Esther.

May I?

Yes, of course. Come in.

I apologize for coming so late.

I was coming home from the hospital and...

Well, I thought I would come and say thank you.

What for?

For everything you're doing for my dad.

Since you brought it up...

here.

This morning, Paloma asked about caretakers for Emilio.

These are their résumés and references.

Oh.

Well, thank you so much, again.

There is something else.

Paloma told me about your conversation.

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

[Gracia] I'm here to tell you not to worry.

What Miguel and I had was 20 years ago.

There is, and there will be, nothing between us.

Good to know.

My life is in Madrid with my family.

As soon as I can, I'm leaving Manterana.

-You'll be able to marry-- -Gracia.

My wedding is none of your business.

I don't need your blessing to get married.

No. Of course not.

I just...

wanted to tell you.

Well then, now you have.

Now, if you excuse me, I'm really busy.

Of course. Thank you.

[♪ tense music intensifying]

-[♪ music fades] -[Esther breathing in agitation]

[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing]

Hello.

Where's Carla?

About.

[exhales] I just spoke to Esther Ruiz.

We talked about Óscar.

Why?

She was treating him for a while.

-She was? What for? Was he sick? -No, no. Don't worry.

He was just having a hard time...

and...

he was taking anxiety medication.

But aren't those for people who are nervous?

No, Mom.

Those are for people who, just like Óscar,

sometimes need an extra boost to face the day.

He wasn't over the breakup with Miranda.

The girl from Australia, remember?

Lately, you eat like a little bird.

Mom, um,

did you think about what we discussed?

Selling the land.

That again, son? What's got into you?

[Óscar] Mom, I already told you.

I'm drowning here. I can't take it.

It's like being the living dead.

Oh, come on.

You're so handsome, I'm sure you'll find a girlfriend--

No. I had a girlfriend.

I mean a local girl. Mmm?

I've been looking at plane tickets.

To Sydney.

I think if I just show up there...

I don't know, maybe...

I mean, Miranda will realize that--

Those who marry far from home become either tricksters or fools.

Mom, enough with the folksy wisdom.

Óscar, that place is all the way across the globe.

-[Óscar] Right. -Do you ever think of your mother?

-I can't lose you, too. -You have Carla.

You, in Australia, Álex in Brazil, your dad...

And I'm here.

Alone.

It's so sad I could drop dead.

Come on.

[utensils clinking]

Mom, please. I can't stand seeing you in pain.

[sighs]

Nor I you, darling.

That's why we have to take care of each other.

You're right, Mom. Don't listen to me.

You and I are fine here.

-Right? -Sure.

Better than anywhere else.

[Marisol] In trying to keep him close, I lost him forever.

[Álex] No, Mom. It wasn't your fault.

I didn't let him live his life, and now it's too late.

[sighs] Go ahead.

Cry if you need to.

Don't hold back.

I don't have any tears left.

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

Good morning.

You've dressed up. Are you going to the hospital like that?

No. My boss called late yesterday.

We were supposed to have a videoconference meeting today.

But the client is allergic to technology, so...

-So you're going to Madrid. -Mmm. [gulps]

-Yes, but I'm already late. -Can I come?

So I can see my friends.

Me too. I need some stuff from my room and I want to see Dad.

[Antón] Gracia, listen. Go back to Las Sabinas. You're not safe at home.

I'm sorry, but I can't wait.

-I'm ready. -Me too.

No, it's too much fuss and I'll be back right after the meeting.

-Mom, please. -Mom, nothing!

That's enough.

Some other day, okay? I'm sorry.

[♪ mysterious instrumental music playing]

Gracia.

Oh, Fabián.

Good morning.

-Shall we go up? -Yes. Sit for a minute, please.

Is everything okay?

There is no meeting.

The client called earlier.

They're... They're taking their business elsewhere.

What are you saying?

Let me talk to them. There must be a solution.

No, there isn't.

They felt neglected. They want a firm that is, and I quote,

"more reliable."

It's my fault, Fabián.

I'm sorry.

I'll make it up to you.

I'm afraid I have to let you go.

[♪ somber instrumental music playing]

You're firing me?

I don't give 100 percent for one day because my dad is in a coma,

-and you're giving me the boot? -But it wasn't just one day.

I'm sorry, but you've been distracted for the last two weeks,

-ever since you left the city. -One day, two weeks, it's all the same.

My life is chaotic right now, I know.

But what about all the years I gave my all for this firm?

-Or all the money I made you? -Gracia.

You've been at this long enough to know that only your latest results matter.

And your latest result was losing our most profitable account.

You know what, Fabián?

Screw your accounts and your profitability.

[horn blares]

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[ECG monitor beeping]

[door opening]

[footsteps approaching]

You might not believe me...

but I'm very glad you're still alive, Emilio.

Because lying there... [laughs]

...unable to move or speak...

you have all the time in the world

to reflect on all the pain you've caused.

-[birds chirping] -[cicadas chittering]

[Paca] Emilio!

Emilio, show your face!

You're the one to blame for Laura's death!

I'm going to make you pay!

[♪ melancholic instrumental music playing]

[shotgun cocking]

Are you going to shoot me?

I'd be doing you a favor.

I want you to suffer.

I won't stop until I take everything from you.

I don't know how,

but I swear I'll kick you out of Las Sabinas and Manterana

if it takes me the rest of my life.

[pants]

-[Paca breathing heavily] -[♪ melancholic music intensifying]

[ECG monitor beeping]

The best part...

is that you'll wish you were dead...

[♪ tense instrumental music playing]

...when you see me take Las Sabinas from your daughters.

[Emilio pants]

[♪ tense music intensifying]

[fists banging on bed frame]

[♪ theme music playing]

[♪ theme music concludes]

Subtitle translation by Julia Velasco Espejo