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Hello. Package for Agatha Hernández.
Agatha, it's for you.
Sign here, please.
-That's it. Thank you. -Bye.
-Who was it? -I don't know.
Delivery.
What is this?
A DEADLY INVITATION
-Hi, baby. -I guess you've arrived.
Yes, I'm here.
-All good? -Yes.
Use this time to bond with your sister.
I just don't know if I should have come.
It'll be okay.
Your sister needs you.
Half sister, I mean.
I can't believe it's been this long since you last saw each other.
That is what's freaking me out the most.
You know I'm here to help you with whatever you need.
We're a team, right?
I just hope I won't need your help, honey.
Have your fountain pen and clock ready.
Thank you.
Agatha.
Hi, Carlos.
Good to see you here. It's been a while.
Five years.
-Since… -Since the funeral.
Well, welcome to another one of your sister's games.
You know what this is about?
I thought it was a personal emergency, but it seems we aren't the only guests.
"I know our marriage has been the worst of your businesses…"
"One last night together"? What? As in…
No way.
It's been so long since your sister and I had one of those nights.
This is the last cart of flowers.
They're changing the flowers?
Hold on. I have to take this. It's the hospital.
But go inside and get settled.
Hello. Yes, I'm here, Governor.
Don't worry. Everything is under control.
Calm down, please.
I can't calm down.
The hospital called to tell me it came early.
Don't be anxious. You know how this goes.
-Yes, but someone has to go there. -We can't leave Olivia on her own.
Hello, Mrs. Cristina. How are you?
What was that?
I'll go check what happened.
Idiot.
Everything okay?
Yeah, it's just that I accidentally knocked over this
mid-century
totem.
Your sister told me about you. I listened to your famous podcast.
-Really? -Olivia brags about it all day long.
-Okay. -Pedro Figueroa.
People call me Figue.
Nice to meet you.
I know. Yes, I know.
Now that we know each other, do you have any idea why we're here?
The invitation was a bit cryptic, wasn't it?
I think that's what we all want to know.
It's a personal matter!
What a shitty fucking solution.
Yes, I know what my contract says,
but yours says you have to solve my problems.
So start doing it, man!
Yes. Just do whatever you have to do!
No, I'm not telling you where I am, asshole.
Yeah, I'll call you later. Okay.
No. Figure it out. Bye.
-Agi. -Hi. How are you?
-I'm dealing with all of these… -Yeah.
No. Let's change the subject, otherwise I'll lose it.
Jeez, I haven't seen you since…
Since your sister dumped me.
No, I meant since the last soap opera you did, but…
-A TV series. -What?
I haven't done a soap opera in years.
-Sorry, I didn't-- -It's fine.
I saw you on your podcast.
I mean, I heard you.
-Did you? -It's all mysterious.
-Solving stuff… Right? -Yes, Unsolved Crimes.
You're a celebrity now.
Your sister shared your podcast with everyone.
She was like, "Listen to her." And I'm like, "Yeah, we did."
-Really? -Yes.
Have you seen her?
-No. Have you? -No.
I think everyone's having a welcome drink.
-Everyone? -You know.
This invitation was so weird. Let's go.
It allows us to fly, dream, live, feel, be…
here and there, whenever and however.
-Thank you. -Diet is the most important thing in yoga.
Right, Doctor?
-Well, diet is fundamental-- -Sleep is the most important part. Right?
-Without sleep, the body can't-- -You always tell me that. Sleep.
That's right, sleep. But our dreams are even more important.
You speak so nicely, dear.
Well, having a proper rest helps us--
-Cary! -Sonia!
-I can't believe it! -Honey.
Baby, this is Cary. The actor I told you about.
This is Naram, my boyfriend.
It's crazy that you got an invitation too.
Good day.
Welcome all of you who allowed Olivia to deceive you.
Figue, good to see you here.
How is the sanatorium?
The clinic.
It's fine. Thank you.
Sonia, always so beautiful.
You must be the yoga teacher.
Mr. Carlos.
Mrs. Cristina brings a message from Olivia to all of us.
"Welcome to Villa Elisa."
"I really wanted to see you all so much. You won't regret coming here."
"I'll meet you on the yacht for dinner."
"It's the last gift from my ex-husband."
Oops. She was one step ahead of me there.
"I know this is all unexpected, but don't worry about it."
"As you know, this is not my first divorce."
"I'll meet you on the yacht this evening."
"Bring your pajamas because we'll sleep on board."
"In the meantime, Mrs. Cristina will show you to your rooms."
Mrs. Cristina, I've already chosen one of the bedrooms.
Don't you worry, Ms. Agatha.
Gustavo will kindly move your things.
Shall we?
Let's go, Gustavo.
They had us walk all this way.
The lady said, "Villa Elisa."
Wasn't it called Villa Muñiz?
I think they changed the name.
Elisa was an adopted child of Carlos and Olivia.
I guess they named it after her.
Poor thing.
Elisa died in a car accident five years ago.
Her funeral was last time I saw Olivia.
Excuse me, Mrs. Cristina?
Where is Elisa?
Come. I'll show you where she is.
Hello, Niece.
I miss you.
The house feels empty without Elisa.
-How's Olivia? -We haven't seen her yet.
This invitation is very strange.
Maybe when you see her, film her with the pen or glasses,
so I can see her in HD and in color.
-Just saying. -Yeah, right.
I won't be able to do that, honey.
It was worth a try.
-I don't want to miss the drama. -I'll fill you in as soon as I can.
-I'll call you later, okay? -Sure.
-Bye. -Take care.
I brought you an apple and some tea in case you're hungry.
Thank you.
It's nice to have you here.
Your sister and Carlos missed you.
He's new, right?
Half new and half blind.
Carlos found him at the hospital and brought him here.
Mrs. Cristina, I'm missing a suitcase.
I had more stuff. I left it in…
I don't think that's possible.
Excuse me. It's Agatha. I left my…
Sorry. I just…
It's the body that tells the mind
what it should be smelling.
Yes. Beautiful.
Do you think she invited us to share some news?
-It's been a long time, right? -Yes.
-Something special? -I don't think so.
I think she has always wanted attention.
She needs to work on that.
Don't talk so loud. Someone could hear us. Focus.
No, I won't be coming back soon. Actually, right now…
-Look at this view. -I'm probably have no signal.
Tell them to wait for me if they want to win an Emmy.
That's a pretty dress.
-It was my sister's. -It looks nice on you.
Does she own the entire beach?
Here we are. Thank you.
It's very nice.
This is a spectacular boat. How are you, Carlos?
Look, everyone is here.
-She's Olivia's sister. -They don't look alike.
We're about to learn what the surprise is.
Welcome, my sweethearts!
Hello.
Wow.
I never thought I'd see you all looking so elegant.
And so classy.
So much beauty in one place. It deserves a welcome toast. To you.
Thanks for accepting my invitation without any hesitation.
Cheers.
You all have been there for me through thick and thin.
Tonight, you'll find out how important it is that you're here.
Cheers.
I guess it's time for me to say a few words.
I never thought--
-I'm so sorry, sir. -Are you okay?
It's fine. Here you go.
-You can't even serve drinks. -It's only some glasses.
Some glasses? You didn't pay for them.
Carlos, I may not pay for the glasses, but at least I stick to my word.
-Oh dear. -Fine, then.
Let's return. There are things to do.
-Is everyone okay? -I'm fine.
-Captain! Let's move! -Yes, sir.
-All good. -Cheers.
Cheers.
HAPPY ENDING 3
I have so many anecdotes from the last project I was in.
-How does it feel to die? -It feels pretty awful.
I want to welcome my dear friend and renowned chef, Wallace Docks,
who has flown all the way from Los Angeles to spoil us on this special night.
He cost an arm and a leg.
-I would've made quesadillas. -You're always so pleasant.
He was like that in bed.
-Let's toast. -Cheers.
Tell us, Cary.
It's like the master Stanislavski used to say,
"Love the art in yourself, not yourself in the art."
-Or like Shakespeare used to say, "We…" -Ready?
Can I speak?
Yes, of course.
I think the time has come for you to learn
the reason we're here tonight.
You are all experienced people.
You've been through a lot.
Right, sis? No filming.
But we're here tonight
because I have a surprise for you.
And I can assure you, you'll never forget it.
I hope you really enjoy it.
And I say "enjoy" because you never know when your last day may come.
Who knows?
Maybe after tonight, one of you won't return to land.
Besides, we're on the high seas.
I assure you this will get interesting.
Right.
This is one of your games. That's why we're here. Right?
No.
It's very real, Cary.
All of you have enough reasons to want the person next to you dead.
We just have to figure out who is able to actually do it.
For example, since Elisa died,
my sister became my only heir.
Some of you don't like that.
If I die, she becomes the richest person at this table.
Carlos, honey, you're awfully quiet.
-You're going too far. -I don't think so.
The easiest thing is to throw her overboard.
If I were you, sis, I'd lock my cabin door.
No one has ever hated me as intensely as you have, dear Sonia.
I remember the night Carlos noticed me.
You couldn't stand that your boyfriend
and main investor in your perfume was attracted to your partner.
You were just furious.
Carlos is single now, and look who you ended up with.
-Don't you dare go there. -Or what?
You'll kill me?
And you, Naram?
Do you love Sonia enough to kill the one who has hurt her the most?
She says you are the love of her life.
Cary, my love.
My former love.
So many movies, so much success, and for what? Tell me.
So you could ruin your career playing with a gun on set?
How will you return Carlos the money you spent on lawyers?
You haven't paid it back.
But you could make it disappear tonight, right?
That adds one more person with unresolved issues.
Hello, Figue. What are you doing here?
Did you know Figue worked for Carlos at one of his hospitals?
You didn't?
Do you know why he quit?
I do.
I'm the only one who knows why.
Right?
Carlos hasn't sorted out that mess yet.
The money he gave you doesn't guarantee you won't talk.
Enough, Olivia.
That's between Figue and me.
Shut your mouth, Carlos.
You've always cared more about money than medicine.
Or your family.
Or me.
Or your daughter.
This isn't funny.
-Trust me, you'll find it funny soon. -Stop.
If you all think this is a game, you'll soon find out it's not.
I hope that you figure out
who you should apologize to and who to bid farewell.
I already know.
I wish the same for you.
And thank you.
Thank you all for coming.
-Good night. -Oli.
Was she being serious?
I don't know what to say. What's wrong with her?
-What did we do to her? -I'm confused.
I only smoke occasionally.
It helps calm my nerves.
That's what you've always said.
Really?
You have a good memory.
I'm sorry about tonight's spectacle. I didn't mean to offend you.
Tell me what's going on.
It would kill the fun.
Come here, little sister.
Close the door.
I wish you could read my mind right now.
It was hard to understand your pain after Elisa's death.
-I offered to be with you. -I know.
You wouldn't let me.
In a way, that's why you're here.
What do you mean?
You're smart. You'll figure it out.
Never mind.
This is what matters. Seeing each other again…
and being here.
Do you know how jealous of you I was when I came to Mexico to meet you?
What?
I was thrilled.
I always wanted an older sister.
I only smoke sometimes. It helps me calm my nerves.
What do you want?
-What are you doing? -I'm drawing.
Come.
Do you like flowers?
Look.
This flower is for you.
Don't forget that I love you.
I love you too.
I really wanted to be there for you after what happened…
to Elisa.
One never knows when is the best time to help someone.
Hey.
Can I smoke one too?
Smoke as much as you like.
EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, BABE?
I'M SORRY. IT'S BEEN A VERY STRANGE DAY…
It's just one million. Only a million.
It's not about the amount. What's in it for me?
-What's in it for you? -Yeah.
You get to be a part of something really important, like my perfume line.
Besides, you made me that promise before you met Olivia.
Please. I changed my mind. Get over it.
You changed more than just your mind.
Right, Carlos?
Who's there?
Hello.
What time is it?
I must have fallen asleep. How silly.
Good night.
What happened?
What was that?
Help!
Agatha!
Oh my God! No!
-No! -What happened?
Oh no!
Take a breath everyone.
Olivia.
-What happened? -She fell.
-What do you mean she fell? -Or she was pushed.
-Who would have pushed her? -Her neck is broken.
I can try to resuscitate her, but…
Nothing we can do.
Captain!
Call the police on the radio.
Which police?
What do you mean?
We're in the middle of the sea, between Cabo and Mazatlán.
What do you want to do?
It's cold.
We're almost there.
What was that?
Did the cell tower just explode?
I'm sorry about your sister.
Did you sleep at all?
Captain Jaime Magallón.
Attorney General's Office of Baja California.
Sorry, is there a landline at your place? There's no signal here.
Not sure. I don't live here.
The cell tower exploded.
We've notified the service provider.
There is a public phone at the Tlacuache Inn, by the road.
Captain.
I have to go,
but this is my number in case you need to call me.
Sorry, no one leaves until I'm notified who will be conducting the investigation.
Just to make it clear. Aren't you the police?
We are. The problem is the incident happened halfway
between Cabo San Lucas and the port of Mazatlán.
We have to establish who will handle the case.
I encourage you to get comfortable. Make yourself at home, so to speak.
I'm a doctor. I have patients to tend to at the hospital.
Find someone to fill in for you.
I think you misunderstood me. Do you know who I am?
The husband of the deceased.
Don Carlos Muñiz, head surgeon at the Muñiz Hospital.
Congratulations on your successful career,
but you need to remain here.
Do yourself a favor.
Write down your annual salary and add one zero.
-One? -One.
Very well.
My annual salary.
NO.
Clown.
I don't think you understand what's going on.
Get changed, take a shower, and I'll see you at the house.
Excuse me. Let's go, Lieutenant.
Captain. Excuse me.
Have you taken statements from the crew and staff?
-Yes, Captain. -Good.
I'm taking the body to La Paz.
Once I have the results,
I'll return to take your statements.
Right now, I want you all to go to your rooms.
No one is allowed to leave villa.
-Understood? -Right, but I'm hungry.
Can we go eat something?
You mean we're stuck in here?
The Lieutenant will send someone to get your lunch.
This is unacceptable.
You should at least let me notify the hospital.
As you know, there is no phone signal, and I can't reach them.
Excuse me.
Let's go.
What's wrong with him? He won't listen to anyone.
Thank you for coming, Lieutenant.
My sister warned us.
-She said someone wouldn't return to land. -That's odd.
How is that possible?
She got us together and said somebody would try to do this,
but we thought it was a bad joke.
-Your voice. -Excuse me?
Aren't you from the Unsolved Crimes show?
-It's a podcast. -Right.
You're a good cop. You figured it out.
I always listen to it in the police car. It's so good.
-Congratulations. -Thank you.
Should we have some coffee?
-Well… -Let's go?
After you.
-Come on. -Let's go.
I still can't believe it.
Just as I thought she managed to fight off her depression.
I don't mean to pry, but why was she depressed?
We lost our daughter in a car accident five years ago.
I'm very sorry.
Why did you get divorced?
At first, I tried to be there for her, but it was like hitting a wall.
It hurt a lot.
But I thought my life couldn't end there.
I never gave up on trying to bring Olivia back to life,
but to no avail.
After a while, I decided to move on with my life.
I met a woman in Mexico City, and that was the end of it.
Son of a bitch.
Your plan to win her back was a bit flawed, don't you think?
Don't judge me. You weren't there.
You forgot your sister.
Of course not. You don't know what happened, so stay out of it.
No? When did you last call her on her birthday?
We were close even if we didn't talk.
-Such a bond. -We were getting closer.
So she would include you in her will.
You know why I don't care about your money?
-Why? -Money won't stop you from dying.
Did you hear, officer?
That was a threat.
-A threat? -Yes.
Aren't you the one threatening me?
What was that?
No!
Don't move.
-We're being shot at! Help! -Help!
Again?
-There. Stop. -What happened?
-Someone shot Naram.
-What? -Come on. Do something!
-Who was it? -I don't know.
My God.
-You saw anything? -Where did it come from?
-No, but it was from there. -It's fine.
He'll be fine. A gunshot?
It will be fine.
-Here it comes. -Breathe.
What happened?
Gunpowder smoke is hanging in the air.
How can you tell?
Don't you smell it?
It's coming from here.
It smells like soap.
-Did you know about that? -Plenty of passages in the house.
There are places I don't know about. Write it down.
Right.
Ms. Agatha! We can't go there without authorization.
Nobody move.
-It's not that bad. -I haven't done anything.
Stop, Miss.
-We can't be here without authorization. -I think I can open this.
Did you find anything?
-It's kind of stuck. -Let's see.
-Hey! -Let's see.
-Do you need help? -Oh, right.
There we go.
All clear, Miss.
-Go ahead. -Me?
-Go. -Okay.
Are you okay, Agatha?
What's that?
What are all these creams?
We have to check where this leads.
Ms. Agatha, I have to make one thing clear.
I'm in charge here. I know you're stubborn and not going to stop.
I got that from your show.
Podcast.
We have a vacant detective job at the police station.
-I'm not looking for a job. -I mean, it's for me.
If I solve the case, my boss will recommend me.
So, what do I need to do?
I can see you're very observant.
You see things that I don't.
I'd like your help in solving this case.
How do you know I didn't kill my sister?
Because I trust my gut.
What if fails you?
If it fails me, then it would be best to keep you close.
All right. I'll help you.
First, we must interrogate everyone.
No, not until Maga comes back.
-Maga? -Magallón.
Think it over. If we do the interrogations,
and the case goes to Mazatlán, our work won't be valid.
But if it's your case, you'll have made a lot of progress.
If we solve it, you can be on my podcast.
All right. Let's go.
-What are you doing? -I'll explain later.
Thanks. I'm good.
Ladies and gentlemen,
Ms. Agatha convinced me
that it's not fair to keep you locked up so long.
-Finally, some common sense. -Bravo.
We can buy some time.
I'm going to start by asking you all some questions.
If you cooperate, you'll be free to go when my boss arrives.
And if we don't want to cooperate?
Well, then we'll stay here and wait.
Given the time it takes to get memos from Mazatlán,
I guess we'll be here another 24 to 36 hours.
But I insist, participation is voluntary and unofficial.
I want to cooperate.
Very well.
I'll ask one of you to volunteer to help write everything down.
Me.
Very well. Thank you.
We'll start the interrogation with…
the man of the house.
Or go by age?
Or maybe…
Mr. Gustavo.
We'll see you in…
We'll see you in Mr. Carlos's office, please.
Mr. Gustavo.
Let's begin. Agatha, would you close the door,
please?
Mr. Gustavo, I'm sorry to start so bluntly by asking this question,
but how long since…
When you lose an organ,
the one that remains has no choice but to adapt.
Yes, I guess so.
Where were you last night when Olivia died?
I came back here.
Honestly, I was glad to come back to land.
I don't like boats.
Least of all after soaking our country's most important actor in champagne.
Right. What did you do afterwards?
I went to bed early.
I started watching a TV show, but didn't make it ten minutes into it.
Then I heard the explosion.
It must have been a short circuit.
Thank you, Gustavo.
May I ask you one more question?
Go ahead.
When did you start working for my sister?
It was your brother-in-law who offered me a job five years ago.
Well, ex-brother-in-law.
After my accident at the construction site, I lost my job.
Mr. Carlos was so generous to give me this opportunity.
At that time, nobody wanted to hire me because…
Of course.
Sorry to insist, but when was this accident?
Ten years ago.
November 12th.
When did my sister ask you to change the flowers?
She insisted it had to be the day the guests were to arrive.
FLOWERS - ARRIVAL
Can you tell me your full name?
Gustavo Salinas Esquivel. Servant and friend.
Thank you so much, Gustavo.
That's all, Gustavo. You may leave.
Excuse me. Thank you.
The…
-I need to get out to make a call. -I can't let you go. Maga would kill me.
In that case, would you rather look for the killer on your own?
TLACUACHE
MUNICIPAL POLICE
-Hello. -Iris, honey.
-Something happened. -What's wrong, honey?
I've been calling you. Your last message came last night.
I know. Hold on, I need to tell you something.
It happened so fast. It's so odd.
What happened?
Olivia died.
What?
Or she was killed.
-But how, Agatha? -Listen, honey.
I'm fine, but I need your help.
I don't have much time.
I'm so sorry. Tell me what you need.
Write down these names. Do you have paper?
Oh boy. Hold on.
We have no reception. The cell tower exploded. So weird.
As soon as I know anything, I promise I'll tell you if I can.
All right. Tell me what to do.
Okay. There's a Naram. A Sonia,
my sister's business partner and Naram's girlfriend.
They both do yoga. Olivia's ex-boyfriend Cary, the actor.
They're all friends with my sister. There's a doctor named Figueroa.
He worked with Carlos, and I think there are still some issues.
And a man called Gustavo Salinas Esquivel.
-And my ex-brother-in-law, Carlos. -Okay.
And Mrs. Cristina who's been working there her whole life.
Find out what you can about them,
because there must be a reason why Olivia invited us.
We don't have internet because…
I know you don't have a lot of time,
but are you really okay?
I'm so sorry.
Yes, I'm still in shock, honestly,
but I want to find out what happened here.
Right.
Okay. I love you.
Love you too.
I'll call you as soon as I can. Bye.
Excuse me. Do you have Baja tacos?
Six.
Sorted.
-Right? -Okay.
-Thank you. -Great. We brought you some food.
I'm not eating that. I'll go grab something decent.
I'm sorry, Mr. Carlos, but you're not allowed to leave.
I'll fix you something.
Hold on, Mrs. Cristina. Wait a minute.
I don't know what you offered this idiot, but tell him I have patients to see.
I want to know why Agatha can go out, but we can't.
This isn't personal, Agatha.
Officer, we all have things to do.
I have a film crew waiting for me.
And she could have gone to hide the gun.
I let her leave, so she could get food for you all.
And she was with me at the time of the shooting.
I was with you too, buddy.
That is true.
Right, so it was no one.
Where were each of you when the gun was fired?
I was in the bathroom with Naram. You saw us.
Yes, I know. I'm asking the others.
I was in my room. I heard the shot. I went down the hall and into their room.
Who wasn't in their room?
Patience.
Figueroa,
Mr. Carlos, Mrs. Cristina.
See you in the office.
I was bored. It happens sometimes.
So I started cleaning as far away from the rooms as possible,
so as not to bother anyone.
I was cleaning the gun display.
Carlos likes to keep the guns in good shape.
They're his grandfather's, from the Revolution times.
So I clean them often.
While I was on it, I realized one was missing.
The Winchester.
I got scared thinking about what happened to Mrs. Olivia.
Then I heard the shot and ran out.
-You said the Winchester. -Yes, the Winchester.
It's hard to miss with one of those guns.
The shooter must be inexperienced.
We should leave here and go somewhere safer.
If someone here has a gun like that
we are all in danger.
So we better leave.
I said no one is leaving until Captain Magallón arrives!
I'll help you.
Wow, impressive stash.
Even morphine.
It's always good to be prepared.
I have chronic pain in my leg.
Can I go to my room to get my medicine?
-Come, let me help you. -Thank you.
It hurts so much.
Thanks.
-I'm going too. -Sure.
Thanks.
I don't think anyone wants to kill anyone.
How perceptive.
No, Julián is right.
It's impossible to miss with a gun like that.
And your point is?
This is all still part of Olivia's game.
This isn't for the police to solve.
With all due respect.
That's why she sent us to the middle of the gulf.
To buy us some time to solve this.
You're crazy, Agatha.
No. When we arrived, they were changing the flowers by the entrance.
They were violet flowers.
That color sends a very clear message.
Yes. The message is that each time we change the flowers,
I lose hundreds of thousands of pesos.
What other message did you receive? I only received the bill.
I don't find it that strange. Agatha is right.
I always work with color in my movies.
For example, violet means whim, power, ambition,
and that's very Olivia.
No. I mean, yes. But in other cultures, such as Eastern Asia,
violet represents love, justice,
freedom, and forgiveness.
This is just another one of her twisted games.
I think this is more than that.
This riddle is her last will.
She wanted us all to solve it. That's why she invited us.
I'm sure she knew what was going to happen.
We need to find what love, freedom, justice, and forgiveness she refers to.
Referred to. Right?
Well…
She knew someone would try to kill us?
We don't know if it's the same person that killed her.
To me, it seems like a good way to say goodbye to her.
-Okay. -And to honor her. Right?
We need to continue before Magallón comes back.
Or else it'll be for nothing.
The police won't give a damn about what you say, my dear Agatha.
But they will give a damn if you don't cooperate, my dear Carlos.
Let's continue with the interviews.
I'm reminding you that this is voluntary.
Who's next?
I couldn't sleep last night, so I went over the script
of a new Hollywood movie I'm working on.
Juan Balas will never be blackmailed or intimidated by anyone.
This is not revenge.
I mean, I should be working on.
No.
It's a challenging role
because it's your typical tough cop, but I don't want him to be a cliché.
-Juan Balas won't ever be blackmailed. -I want there to be subtleties--
Please focus on the facts, Mr. Cary.
Yes. Sorry.
And where exactly are you from, Naram?
I'm from Mexico City.
But I've been living in Varanasi, India, for the last six years, hence the accent…
What were you and Sonia talking about on deck?
Can we start with that?
We hadn't talked for a while.
I thought she wanted to reminisce about the old days.
But she didn't. She wanted money.
For that stupid perfume she's been trying to launch for years.
Obviously, I told her no.
-What were you and Carlos talking about? -My perfume.
The same topic I keep talking about, but no one would help.
Everyone will regret it when my perfume becomes a huge success.
Naram, how did you know Olivia?
She obviously wanted you to come.
It's strange. I never talked to her before.
You know what's strange?
That they were partners in that perfume business.
The one you were going to invest in, and now Sonia is demanding that money.
She asked for it. If you have so many doubts, ask her.
What were you doing when she fell?
I was making love to Naram.
My baby is an incredible lover. Awesome.
When we're together, I focus all my senses on him.
Naram.
Naram, honey.
Did you hear that, my love?
Wake up!
-Yes. -How did you meet Sonia?
It was love at first sight.
When two atoms of light merge,
not even the Universe itself can separate them.
Can I have a minute?
What were you doing before the shooting?
It all happened very fast.
It was too cold in the room,
so I turned on the hot water faucet.
I closed my eyes, we were meditating.
I heard whispers.
So I left my room.
And there she was.
On the deck. Speaking with someone.
I don't know who. They were below.
Then, all of a sudden, I heard wood crack.
A moment later, I went back to my room.
I was about to go to sleep, but as I was walking back…
I couldn't even see who shot me.
What makes you think you were the target?
Who'd want to kill a yoga teacher?
And who'd want to kill you?
I don't know.
That's for the police to find out, right?
And that's it.
After that, we found Olivia lying dead on the floor.
Agatha, sorry.
Can we talk in private? Just one minute, please?
I'll go to the bathroom.
Can you stop recording, please?
Thanks.
Look,
I get it.
What you're doing is really brave.
I believe, as you say,
that Olivia brought us here for a reason.
I didn't kill her.
I want to help.
If Olivia wanted you here,
it's time to show her how great an actor you are.
Help me find one last clue.
Do you have any ID on you?
No.
No? Nothing at all?
Not even a driver's license? A passport?
A gym membership card?
"Naram G. Martínez."
-What does the G stand for? -García.
Is it mandatory for me to be here? The energy is terrible here.
No, it's not mandatory. We're just trying--
Thank you and…
namaste.
He truly has reached inner peace.
He's lying. He obviously has ID.
-You can't get on a plane without it. -Of course.
Bring in Figue.
-Please. -Were you an interrogator at Guantánamo?
-We need to keep going. -We need to take a break.
So intense. City folk, always rushing.
Miss, hurry up, please. I could lose my job for this.
Well, well.
Dr. Figueroa. How did you get in?
I'm doing this to help with the investigation.
Are you now? Are you a detective too?
Olivia was sick?
She didn't want anyone to know.
What's this?
CERTIFICATE OF FETAL DEATH
These are issued when a baby dies during labor.
I don't know why it's here.
Not a word about this to Julián.
Okay.
Not a word about what?
Well…
Olivia smoked weed.
How does that affect the investigation?
Every little detail could be relevant, right?
Both of you are overstepping quite a bit.
I could arrest you for entering the boat without permission.
But you won't do that
because you want this thing to be over and the case to be solved.
I have to go back to the restaurant. I need to confirm something.
What did you learn?
Gustavo didn't lie to you. His accident was at a construction site,
but it was in one of Carlos's hospitals.
And Olivia and Carlos's foundation offered him a cornea transplant.
Okay.
I need you to write down some more names.
Sara Medina. Miguel Ramos.
Pablo Salazar.
These are names of babies that died during birth.
Find out whatever you can about them. I doubt it will be easy, but…
Dead babies.
Give me a second.
What are you thinking, Agatha?
GUZMÁN FAMILY: "WE CAN'T HAVE CHILDREN"
I need you to do some research on governor Guzmán
and his wife, Clara.
I gotta go, okay?
I sent you a picture.
Check it out when you're online again. Later.
Honey, what you said about the Governor makes perfect sense.
They've been trying to adopt for years, and I think Carlos is involved.
Take a look.
I love you. Good luck.
I think I finally solved the game.
The case.
As you probably know,
the cell tower has been fixed, and we have reception now.
I was able to download a few pictures that I'll share with you all momentarily.
Shall we start?
Naram.
Could you tell me again what the G in your name stands for?
García.
I told you already. Naram García Martínez.
Wrong answer.
If I may, I'll go back a few years, so that you all have some context.
When my niece died, I did some research, and Elisa turned out to be
the biological daughter of a woman named Renata Godoy.
A teenager who tragically committed suicide
after having a postpartum psychotic episode.
Does that ring a bell? Renata Godoy.
All right.
After the recent events, my partner and I decided to reopen the case,
and she sent me this.
It's a document filled out by Ramiro Manuel Godoy
when he checked his sister Renata into the hospital to give birth.
This is the admission card.
Where are you going with all of this?
Patience. This is just the beginning.
Then I asked my partner to send me a picture of Ramiro,
but it was difficult to find.
After some heavy research, she found…
this.
Ramiro was a waiter.
Where did you find that?
My partner looked into every yoga studio in the city,
and social media never lies, right?
That's not all, though.
It turns out Olivia left many clues.
And in her cabin, I found several death certificates,
including that of my niece Elisa.
But it was dated seven years
before her actual death.
When Elisa died five years ago,
her picture was in every newspaper.
Naram thought his niece died a long time ago,
but the picture didn't lie.
The alleged daughter of Carlos and Olivia was the spitting image of his sister.
MOURNING WITHIN ARISTOCRACY
So, Naram,
that same day, you found out your niece was dead and alive.
It must've been hard to absorb.
In situations like these, we hold on to anything.
And Naram wanted justice.
He wanted revenge.
He wanted to understand how Olivia could adopt his niece
when the baby supposedly died during birth.
But how could he get close to Olivia?
How could he approach someone so out of reach?
Next to the grieving mother,
you recognized another woman on the cover of that magazine.
Enter Sonia.
Naram looked into Sonia and Olivia's relationship,
and he found a history of animosity and betrayal.
Naram thought that would be the quickest way,
but he would need to create a whole new persona.
He studied yoga
and made up a story about a trip to India that he couldn't even afford.
He also learned about
the issues between Olivia and Sonia.
Like I said, you can find just about anything on social media.
And that gave him the job that would definitively bring him closer
to Sonia.
That's not how it went.
I didn't like Naram at first.
He was too much.
When he realized he wouldn't be able to seduce me, he tried something else.
You're getting better.
Sonia, I need to ask you something.
How much do you hate Olivia?
He offered a plan to destroy Olivia.
I thought it was brilliant, and I agreed.
So we went to Olivia's house
and threatened to expose everything.
But it didn't go as expected.
I realized that Olivia thought she had adopted an orphan.
For her, it was just a regular adoption.
I couldn't hold a grudge.
She said she would find out the truth and tell us.
That's why we're here.
So, we do believe there's more to this than meets the eye.
I'm sure Olivia wanted to tell us.
How'd you know I didn't go to India?
In India,
the left hand is used for intimate hygiene and nothing else.
No one eats with it.
Not even left-handed people.
But that's not all. There are more connections.
I'm almost sure that during Naram's sister's labor,
there was a very nice lady
with a limp.
I don't remember that.
Cary.
Thanks.
I had a huge headache yesterday,
so I asked Mrs. Cristina for a painkiller.
I suggested we go to her room to get the pills.
We started talking.
I told her show business stories
from the TV shows, soap operas, series, and movies I've been in.
Were you in Cabaret?
I was a stand-in a few times.
-Yes, but-- -Mrs. Cristina, you never mentioned this.
-Look how pretty you look! -Thank you.
-You look like María Félix, you know that? -Oh, please.
And suddenly I told her that I felt dizzy
and needed to lie down.
She was very sweet and kind,
and she allowed me to rest on her bed.
But my intentions were not at all what they seemed.
Thanks to Cary's acting abilities,
we found the missing piece of the puzzle.
CRISTINA SEVILLA PONS SOCIAL WORKER
And thanks to this small discovery,
we realized Mrs. Cristina was, in fact,
present at birth.
I'm very sorry.
-Calm down. -Put the gun down.
Don't bother, Mrs. Cristina.
I emptied the guns this morning
after realizing that you reeked of gunpowder and Maja soap.
And the ID that Cary found
indicates that you were a social worker for the Muñiz Foundation.
You worked with single mothers.
Mrs. Cristina, give me that and don't move.
I'll have to arrest you.
I started suspecting her
when I overheard a conversation she had with Carlos.
A conversation that caught my attention.
They called from the hospital. It came early.
We must get it no matter what. Guzmán won't accept a delay with the baby.
His wife is clueless.
Clara Guzmán is a woman who can brag about almost everything,
except her fertility.
How are you feeling?
Give me a second.
When I found out who Naram was,
everything made sense.
Because Carlos does not just own one of the largest hospital chains,
but he also built his empire by being the trusted gynecologist
of the most important women in Mexico.
It was a perfect plan.
Mrs. Cristina handled the single mothers. She earned their trust.
She became the only person who could give them the awful news.
Meanwhile, Carlos took care of delivering the babies to his clients.
Powerful families were paying a fortune for those babies.
But in this case, it wasn't just a client.
It was Olivia.
Why did they do it?
Boss. Captain.
We're gathered here, chatting casually.
And the guests have voluntarily decided…
Shut up.
Yes, Captain.
This is lovely, but who tried to kill us? Who shot at us?
Kill you?
Someone tried to kill you?
-Yes… -What's going on here, Lieutenant?
-Can I have a minute, Captain? -Please do!
So?
A gun was fired. Don't make a fuss about it.
Ms. Agatha is making everyone come clean about what transpired here.
Everything had to do with the deceased.
We reached that conclusion without needing any paperwork.
Just letting you know.
I kindly ask you
to tell me who fired the gun.
-May I? -Go ahead.
Clearly, there was a reason why we were invited here.
But what shook Mrs. Cristina the most was Naram's presence here.
Obviously, she recognized you and meant to kill you to protect herself.
After all, Mrs. Cristina knows the villa better than anyone.
Mrs. Cristina will show you to your rooms.
I decided to go back and see
where that tunnel from Naram and Sonia's room led.
Where do you think it led?
That's why she insisted that Naram and Sonia stay in that room.
This is all very interesting.
But do you have any evidence to back the nonsense you are saying?
Kind of.
One second, please.
I'll be quick, Captain.
How are you, Captain? Lots of work or--
Shut up.
Even though you can't tell, I'm really mad at you.
I'm ready, Captain.
I just need a minute of your time.
So, do you know now who will be handling this case?
Everything in due time, please.
This is what I use to conduct investigations for my podcast.
When Mrs. Cristina switched my room,
I went back to get my things from Naram and Sonia's room.
I left this pen in their bedroom.
-Did she invite us to share some news? -It's been a long time.
-Yes. Something special? -I don't think so.
She always wants attention.
And I left this spy clock in the hallway.
Should we watch the footage, Captain?
Let me remind you this has no legal validity.
Okay.
Okay, this is the hallway.
Carlos was obviously part of the plan,
but since he's too much of a coward to shoot,
he was in charge of distracting Julián and me.
Should we have some coffee?
Yes, I'd like that.
Shall we?
Let's go.
This…
This is the bedroom. That's me placing the camera.
There's nothing intimate, but I do apologize for the invasion.
I'm going to fast-forward a little.
Here.
This is the exact time of the gunshot.
Now we'll see Mrs. Cristina come out of the wardrobe and shoot.
Okay, here she comes.
She's exiting the wardrobe.
She misses the first shot.
-Look at that. -Then there's the second shot.
And the third one, which, luckily, she also misses.
Who would've thought?
That could be anyone.
Yes, anyone who uses a rosary when they're stressed.
Look.
Let's zoom in
and… freeze.
There it is.
Or it should be anyone who smells like gunpowder and Maja soap.
Or anyone who has poor aim
due to shaky hands caused by the medicine they take.
My blood pressure is dropping.
Come. Sit down.
I'll help you. Breathe.
I won't let anything happen to her. She needs to rest.
I don't give a damn if you try to stop me.
I'm a doctor, and I can report you for abuse of power.
Take her to her room.
But don't forget the house is surrounded. Don't do anything stupid, please.
-Let me help you. -Let go of her, you fucking idiot.
Go ahead.
So, let's see…
Are you saying those two killed Olivia?
No.
My theory is that Olivia killed herself.
She had terminal cancer.
I saw Olivia wearing a wig,
but I didn't say a word, I didn't want to hurt her.
Right, Figue?
Olivia was having a rough time.
The tumor started in her lungs and spread to her back.
The pain was unbearable.
I gave her painkillers that kept getting stronger.
She asked me to accompany her to her chemotherapy sessions.
Carlos didn't even notice. That's how distant they were.
There's something I don't quite get.
If she knew about Carlos and Mrs. Cristina's business,
why didn't she report them?
It's not that easy.
Carlos is powerful and well-connected. He would have silenced the complainant.
But my sister was a clever player. She planned everything.
She had the captain sail to that spot to create the issue with the police,
to lock us all in here and buy some time.
To stop Carlos from giving that baby to Clara Guzmán.
Olivia didn't want us to see her die a slow death,
so she decided how and when she wanted to say goodbye.
She did it, as she always liked,
with a game that would solve something.
She planned every little detail.
I'm so sorry, sir.
She made our phone useless…
because of the cell tower explosion organized by a certain someone.
Right, Gustavo?
Ms. Olivia was very good to me.
I would've done anything for her.
Good?
Right, let's go ahead with the plan.
Carlos promised Mr. Gustavo a cornea transplant.
That never happened.
Your sister Olivia honored her promise.
And she got me the transplant.
So I gladly helped her fulfill her last wish.
So he isn't half blind.
Well, then we can't be entirely sure what happened to Olivia,
but we know the flower message was the most important one.
Love. Justice. Forgiveness. Freedom.
Love for her daughter,
which is reflected in her last act of justice,
so no one else goes through what you went through.
She would then obtain your forgiveness and be free to say goodbye.
Olivia knew hat only the people who loved her
could expose Carlos's shady business.
Lieutenant, handcuff the gentleman for inappropriate use of explosives
and ruining our means of communication.
No, Captain. It's not his fault. He was just helping my sister.
Easy, or I'll arrest you for obstruction of justice.
-Go arrest Mrs. Cristina and Carlos. -I will. In due time.
You'd better hurry.
-They're running away. Look. -What?
Go get them, asshole. Move!
What did you do?
You ordered me to handcuff him.
So I did.
I handcuffed him.
Don't know if you can get them.
-They run fast for their age. -See?
-Oops. I take that back. -Excuse me.
Call the station and tell them they're escaping on a boat.
-That bastard left her behind. -Sorry to interrupt, but…
-This is an attempted escape! -We should try to catch them.
At least help the old lady up.
-Poor thing. She's old. -Excuse me!
Ms. Olivia asked me to set another explosive.
She was afraid Mrs. Cristina or Carlos would want to hurt you and escape.
So she wanted to make sure they couldn't get far.
They're leaving.
There's an explosive in the engine room, but the yacht now belongs to Ms. Agatha…
She should decide what we do.
-Go ahead. -Escort him. Come on!
-I took off the handcuffs. -Are you sure? That yacht looks amazing.
I don't give a damn about it.
Is that okay, Captain?
This is very irregular, but we must stop them, so go ahead.
-Please. -Ms. Agatha.
Naram.
Would you do the honors?
Are you sure?
Okay, then.
Namaste.
Ready?
Three,
two,
one.
Is he jumping overboard?
That fucking guy.
This may not be a good moment, but…
who has the keys to the hut?
The hut?
Do you know what the saddest part is?
I never stopped loving your sister.
-Why did you lie to her? -I don't know.
Maybe you didn't do enough research.
Let's go, Julián!
Hey, thank you so much.
Thank you for helping my sister with this.
-See you on the podcast. -Of course.
Let's go.
So long, sis.
I love you more than you ever had time to realize.
OLIVIA HERNÁNDEZ GALLEGOS "YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU"
Renata, my sister.
This is your daughter, Elisa.
You'll be together forever.
RENATA GODOY MANZANO "WE'LL NEVER FORGET YOU"
Thank you.
I don't know about you, but I have to go and star in a film.
-They're waiting for me. -Sure.
What are you working on? A soap opera?
No, not a soap opera. A film.
Oh man…
I've done one single soap opera in my life, and now…
Are you going back to the city?
I still have one more thing to solve in my sister's case.
Who is she?
Iris. Figue.
She is my partner.
And she just got the results from my sister's autopsy.
It says that Olivia died
with a high concentration of morphine in her blood.
Morphine that someone on the yacht
gave her.
Impressive stash.
Even morphine.
Olivia loved keeping secrets.
Especially other people's secrets.
When I met her, I was working at Carlos's hospital.
I was Mexico's youngest surgeon.
But one night I was out partying,
and I got called in to perform an emergency C-section.
I should have never done that.
That woman died during a routine operation.
I was devastated.
I talked to Carlos.
He tried to buy my silence.
He said he'd lose millions in lawsuits if the truth came out.
I couldn't believe it.
Carlos was the person I admired the most.
Olivia talked me into doing something good with the money
which was to open a clinic to help other women.
I accepted it not knowing she would call in this favor later.
She told me about her plan.
And I told her the easiest thing was to just report Carlos.
I said there were many things out of her control.
She wasn't used to someone disagreeing with her.
She doubled down by asking me to help her.
The morphine would help Olivia relax and not feel pain,
but she had to do the hardest part
and make everyone believe she was murdered.
That's my wish. Period.
Cary was right. She was talking to someone.
If you survive the fall…
It was me.
All right.
Thank you.
I just hope the morphine had kicked in.
I did it out of compassion.
Are you gonna report me?
I should, right?
I'm ready to face the consequences.
I'm at peace now that I know my sister's real murderer.
And that it was her last wish.
Don't worry.
Olivia always did what she wanted.
In other news, we now own a mansion.
-What? -Feel free to join me.
Wow.
Subtitle translation by: B.P.