I want justice. That's what I'm asking for.
Miss Aguilar, I told you everything I know.
The judge won't charge Doña Carmen with the crime. Uribe confessed.
But she collaborated. She was with him.
They hid information. They started the fire.
There's no proof that someone started the fire.
The investigation is closed.
Losing a child turns your life upside down.
You're leaving? Just like that?
The pain is so intense that it transforms you.
How many people has that woman bribed?
You? Who else? The judge?
I don't like what you're insinuating.
I have more important things to do.
I suggest that you go home and forget about all this.
But if you know who's responsible for your sorrow?
What can you do?
That's good advice.
This obsession of yours has brought us all too many problems.
Get away from me.
Get out of my life.
That won't happen soon.
Because of you, the company's in danger of intervention by the king.
You exposed Sebastián's secrets,
and if you want to protect the company,
you'll have to ask my son to take charge of management.
Carlos would never agree to it.
- Oh, no? - No.
By now, you should understand the bond between a mother and a child.
Carlos will forgive me.
In the end, blood ties are always the last to remain.
When we know who's to blame for our pain,
revenge is not a whim. It's justice.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Pearl, this doesn't add up. There's money missing.
Last night, a drunk customer left without paying for a pack.
- That must be it. - Right.
You tell me this now, instead of when you gave me the stock list?
I didn't think it was important.
The missing money is coming out of your salary.
That's not fair, Miguel.
- I'll square it. - Francisco.
I'll square it, end of story.
Thanks, Francisco.
That girl's not to be trusted. She lies through her teeth.
- I'm sure she stole that money. - I know.
CHAPTER 20: REVENGE
I know what Pearl's like and I'm not firing her.
Why not? I don't get it.
What's your thing with her?
Pearl is a lost soul.
A long time ago, I knew a similar woman and I couldn't help her.
That's not happening this time.
Am I interrupting?
No, I was just going.
Are you all right?
No. I'm not all right.
I don't think I'll ever get over Eva's death.
- You need time. - No.
I don't need time, Francisco.
I need Carmen to pay for what she did to my daughter.
She's going to get off scot-free.
They don't know if they can prove that someone started the fire.
And Uribe's in jail.
I'm sorry.
Don't be sorry.
I'm going to destroy her.
But I can't do it alone. I need someone by my side.
Getting revenge on her won't bring your daughter back.
It'll only bring you more pain.
I can't let it go.
I'm going ahead. What about you?
Carmen...
has always had businesses bordering on the illegal.
The easiest way to get revenge on her
is to uncover one of those businesses.
The Cifuentes family has always had a trusted secretary
who managed the paperwork.
It was Carolina before, and now, Carmen...
must have someone.
I think I know who that someone is.
Miriam Zafra.
You took your time in coming to see me, Doña Carmen.
I thought you'd forgotten about me.
Don't say that, son.
You don't know how many people I had to bribe to get here.
If you must hand out blame, then blame bureaucracy.
I'm grateful for your visit.
What did the lawyer say? When do I get out?
The judge has denied bail.
But that can't be.
You confessed to it all. What did you expect?
No, not everything. I didn't confess to everything.
Lidia was convinced that you and I started the fire
- in order to abduct her daughter. - Lidia, always Lidia.
She put you in here.
Because of her, we're about to lose the company.
What? Is the king going to intervene?
He might, now that it's known your marriage to Elisa is null and void
because you're married in Argentina.
But I won't let anyone take what's mine from me.
Time's up.
Thank you for your visit, Carmen.
Excuse me, madam,
but the judge did set bail for Mr. Uribe.
I thought you knew.
I do know, but he must not.
I have the solution for your problem with Pablo.
- "Lady Chatterley's Lover"? - Lady Chatterley.
- Maybe you haven't heard of it. - It's a banned book.
How do you know that?
A friend of a friend of a friend told me.
- Oh? - Where did you get it?
Don't let anyone see you reading it, especially Lola. Hmm?
You'll see. It'll do you both good.
But Ángeles, what do I do?
Read it with Pablo? Make some drawings?
Read it in peace, all alone.
And let yourself go. Hmm?
You let yourself go.
I'm getting ready for work.
"Ours is essentially a tragic age,"
"so we refuse to take it tragically."
That's dramatic. Good start.
What are you doing here?
We have to talk, son.
Very well.
Let's talk.
Why did you lie to me?
You covered up what happened with the fire and Uribe's past.
Did you want me to tell Elisa
that her husband was already married?
So you preferred to cover up Uribe's deception.
I had no choice. I didn't want to lose the company
which is going to happen because of Lidia.
No, I will not allow you to use this to rail against her.
Let's not argue, son.
The king is considering intervening in the company
now that Uribe's in jail and the marriage to your sister is void.
But I convinced him that letting you run it would be a better idea.
If you hadn't been at my wedding,
my daughter would still be alive.
So I'm very sorry, Mother, but you're on your own.
Mr. Guzmán, I was told you were looking for me.
Uh... I thought it wasn't a good idea to be seen together.
Relax, I'll be gone soon.
I just have one question.
Last night, why didn't you and your husband sleep together?
Answer and don't lie. I followed you and saw you.
I slept in a friend's boarding house.
I was keeping her company.
Her husband's very ill and she's having a hard time.
You can talk to her. She works here. Shall I get her?
I believe you.
But it's odd, and I get the feeling you're both hiding something.
And believe me, my intuition never fails me.
You did well to tell me about Guzmán's visit.
- Did you speak to him afterwards? - Mmm-hmm.
He obviously doesn't trust us and asked for a show of loyalty.
He wants me to go with him to meet a drug smuggler
some guy called the Apache.
What if it's a trap?
No, that man's dangerous.
- Can't you say you can't go? - That'd be worse.
I need to gain his trust. It's the only way.
Promise me you'll be careful. Please.
I promise.
Um...
I have to get back to work.
I'm grateful to you anyway. Thank you.
My police contact says she has no record. She's clean.
All he found was that she changed her name.
What was she called before?
Miriam Expósito.
That's the last name they use for orphans.
She grew up in the Orphanage of the Pious Sisters.
I can go there and...
They won't tell you everything.
We have to make up a convincing story.
- Got the plan straight? - Yes.
Are you sure about this?
Pain doesn't let you sleep.
It doesn't let you rest.
It keeps you alert.
You can only think about what is hurting you and how to fix it.
Hello, good evening.
I know it's late, but it's a long way from Madrid.
We came to bring some toys for the orphans.
Thank you.
Did you speak to the Mother Superior?
She's not here now and I wasn't told that anyone was coming.
You see... we lost our daughter recently...
and we'd like the children to have her things.
Your help is welcome. Please, come in.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
We thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
We came because a childhood friend of mine grew up here.
Miriam Expósito. Perhaps that rings a bell.
We haven't seen each other for years and I'd like to find her.
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Perhaps you could give me her address.
No. All those matters are up to the Mother Superior.
Only she has access to the archives.
Unfortunately, she's not in the convent now.
But I can tell her when she returns.
I wouldn't want to be a bother. Thank you.
Why don't you give the children the toys yourselves?
Excuse me, I need the bathroom.
The second door.
- Shall we? - Yes.
Here.
What do you say, Manuel?
- Thank you. - Very good.
Are you all right?
Excuse me.
For a mother, there is nothing worse than hearing a child cry
and not being able to do anything about it.
There's nothing more horrible than that.
- I got what we came for... - Shh!
We should go.
Yes.
Hello.
Here.
It looks like Christmas has come early.
"Congratulations..."
on your promotion.
"Your buddies in Accounting."
Thank you very much.
Hmm! Oh, coffee.
- Long night, huh? - Mmm!
You don't mind, do you? When I go out, I get so hungry.
No. Gobble up the whole cupcake.
However, you're going to tell me what this means.
Julio, spill it right now.
If you dare tell me you're pretending to be me at the company...
Okay, I won't tell you.
For God's sake, you're risking my job, my life.
Sorry.
In my defense, it wasn't me. They mistook me for you.
Actually, I did kind of go along with it.
Then, they got me to do the ba...
- Balance. - Balance, the balance.
Your boss liked it. They promoted me. You're welcome, by the way.
I wanted to stop, really. But suddenly, Marga...
Marga? Marga knows about this?
Sure. She told me to take the promotion.
Come on, it's fine.
Don't worry. No one has any idea.
I can keep passing myself off as you, no problem.
No. I have to get back to work. Today, if possible.
Go to work?
You can't even get to the bathroom. You're lame.
And if Marga finds out, she won't like it.
Marga won't find out. We're going to do this...
I'll go to work, and you stay here and pretend to be me.
I stay here? And I do nothing?
Mmm.
At your command, Sergeant.
Athena signing off. See you on tomorrow's program.
Thank you everyone for your contributions.
That went well, didn't it?
Carlos, did it go well?
It was a success. The switchboard operator was overrun.
I don't know if "success" is the word.
Lots of them defended Remedios' husband and attacked us.
Well, as Don Quixote said
"The dogs are barking, Sancho, it means we're on our way."
I agree. Controversy is good. It means we're having an impact.
People will talk about you. Isn't that what you wanted?
Yes, exactly. And we have to prepare tomorrow's program.
Can we come here tonight?
If you want, do two programs. See you tonight.
- Thank you. - Thanks, Carlos.
Oh, Carlota, Marga.
We heard you on the radio. You were fantastic.
- Really? Did I sound nervous? - Not at all.
I loved that line "Justice is blind, but not mute."
- We have to get back to work. - Yes.
Are you the journalist who wrote the piece on Athena?
I have information for you.
I know who's hiding behind the pseudonym.
Know how to use it?
Here he comes.
Brought what I asked?
Not yet.
The customs guy I usually work with is getting snotty.
He wants more money.
I need a clean route to get my goods to France this week
and you said you'd deal with it.
- Now you come to me with this? - Relax.
I'm just asking for one more day and some more money.
No, you don't have one more day.
Now I know I can trust you.
Let's go.
Pablete! Come have some wine with us later.
Some wine? I don't know if I can.
Of course, you can. You made Friday wine day
and Thursday vermouth day.
And you're buying the first round
since I updated the list of suppliers for you.
You did what? You shouldn't have bothered.
Eh! Anything for you. That's what drinking buddies are for.
- We have to talk. I feel awful. - What's wrong?
- About what? - About what, Julio?
I'm lying to my husband,
and that's bad. I know I got you into all this mess
but every time I think about it, it eats away at me and...
Shouldn't I tell the truth?
No, no.
Look, I'm passing myself off as Pablo...
and if his boss finds out, I'll get fired.
I mean, Pablo will get fired. And that's not good.
- No. - No.
- Pablo's not to blame. - I know.
What's this?
Didn't I tell you I was doing the bank loan report?
But this is really good.
I mean, it seems good, right?
I think so. I'm going to end up being an accounting expert.
Honestly, it's much more fun than connecting calls all day.
How are you doing? Let's have a smoke. Come on. Take one.
Operator 3. To whom do I put you through?
Ángeles, it's me.
Cristóbal. I was worried about you.
- You needn't be. It's all sorted. - I thought you'd call sooner.
Are you all right? How was the meeting with Apache?
The less you know, the better.
I'm seeing Guzmán tonight at the White Lady, and you have to come.
All right.
But are you all right? Did it go as you expected?
The cabaret at 10:00.
I'm never drinking again, Pablito.
If I had a penny for every time you said that...
This time, I'm serious.
Let's see how you handle it.
My workmates insist on going out for drinks with you.
No.
They said it to you. To Pablo, not to Julio.
I know they did, but they want to go out with you.
They've never called me Pablito
or done my reports, much less told me private things.
How do you do it?
Do what?
Win everyone over like that. I don't get it. How do you do it?
I don't know, Pablito. It just comes out.
You know I've always liked talking to people.
You, on the other hand, since you were little,
you were stuck inside your world, your books. That's all you saw.
- Anyway... - What are you doing?
It seems I'm meeting my friends.
No, no, no. You said you were never drinking again.
I can go out with my friends and make them laugh.
If you can do it, it can't be that hard.
Lord, what you have to do for family.
Fine, fine, enjoy yourself.
I'm staying in and going to bed early.
I'll pretend my leg hurts. That way, Marga won't suspect.
Have you seen her? Do you know where she is?
I don't know. She must not be back from work yet.
Well...
"I must hold fast to him and what he's given me, whatever happens."
I had neither heat nor fire in my life, until he gave it to me.
"And I can't stop now."
- Who is it? - It's me. Are you all right?
- You've been in there for ages. - Yes, Doña Lola. I...
I fell asleep because the water was so hot.
Come on, get out now or you'll be as wrinkly as a prune.
Yes, don't worry.
"And the heat consumed her womb
and the tiny flames made her knees tremble."
What is it, brother? Are you having second thoughts?
Marga, what are you doing?
- We won't make any noise. - Get out. Doña Lola...
Shut up and leave it to me.
Marga, no.
Marga, Marga...
Marga, no, no, no, no.
Marga, no.
Marga, really, no. Please.
Marga.
Waiter, bring us your best bottle of champagne.
My partner deserves it.
I need people like you by my side.
People who can be cold-blooded when it's needed.
Apache played with fire and got burnt.
We can do great things together, Brey. Great things.
Is something wrong?
Yes, he has a migraine.
He works too hard.
Excuse me. I'll freshen up in the restroom.
That usually fixes my headache.
You make a good couple, a good match.
- What are you doing? - Do I have to explain, Ángeles?
Yes. Maybe, yes.
When I want something, I don't stop till I get it.
We know everything, Miriam.
You have a child at the Convent of the Pious Sisters
and lots of money in your account
more than a secretary to Doña Carmen would get.
That's not true.
The manager of the Central Bank
is a regular at the White Lady and a great friend of mine.
And look.
According to this, your income
comes from the head of the Royal Guard.
Curiously, a respected married man, a family man. Hmm?
It's easy to imagine he could be the father of your child.
This is all just supposition.
Then you won't mind us calling his wife.
Wait, wait.
What do you want?
Tell us everything you know about Carmen de Cifuentes.
- I don't know anything. - You're her errand girl, her guard dog.
She learned to withhold any dirt there is on her a long time ago.
If you need someone's help, it's not me you should turn to.
- I don't believe you. - No, wait. Wait.
Please.
One thing might be useful to you.
This morning, she refused to pay Mr. Uribe's bail.
When he asked about it, Carmen lied to him.
She said the judge refused bail
but that's not true.
Why are you stopping here?
You've said nothing since you came out of the restroom.
Are you all right?
Guzmán told me he likes me...
And I get the feeling he won't stop until he sleeps with me.
What did you tell him?
We don't want to get him mad.
What do you mean by that?
If you're suggesting I have to do what he wants...
No need to go that far. Just play along.
Do you think a man like him would take no for an answer?
You're asking too much.
We want to trap Guzmán.
And to do that, we have to do some things we don't like.
- And what have you done, huh? - I killed a man.
The Apache.
He pulled out a gun and...
Guzmán and I buried him under the stone bridge.
How about that? Now, I'm a murderer who kills in cold blood.
No.
You're a good man.
In that situation, you had no choice. If you hadn't fired...
- he would've killed you. - I acted like one of them.
- I'm just like Guzmán. - No.
When all this is over, you'll go back to your normal life
and Guzmán will be in jail.
Don't forget that.
I don't like hearing you talk about yourself like that.
It's not fair.
So that was it.
The heat, the flames...
I thought I'd never feel it.
Pablo, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this before
but I was afraid you'd feel bad.
But I liked it, a lot.
I didn't know this was possible.
I'm going. If Lola finds out I'm here, she'll kill me.
Sister Charity, where did this bear come from?
Oh, a young couple brought it.
They came to donate some things
because they had recently lost their daughter.
- Did they want anything else? - No.
Oh. Now I remember, they asked after a former boarder.
Uh... Miriam Expósito.
You didn't take them to the west wing?
He said he needed the bathroom. He went, but I stayed with her.
Then, I went with her to the children's room
and we gave out the toys. I didn't think...
Miriam's file is missing.
Operator, get me the Telephone Company.
TELEPHONE COMPANY
Doña Carmen, I have the papers for you to sign.
Don't you have something to tell me?
I'm sorry. I don't know what you mean.
Lidia and Francisco are investigating you.
They know what you're hiding.
But you're not surprised because you knew that, didn't you?
Didn't they teach you at the convent
not to bite the hand that feeds you?
Doña Carmen...
they threatened to make the existence of my son public.
My son.
I had no alternative.
You poor wretch. There's always an alternative.
Go on, sit down.
Tell me, in detail, what you did. Perhaps I'm in time to fix it.
What are you saying?
That can't be.
She told me herself I'd been given unconditional imprisonment.
- Why would she lie to me? - Because she wants you in here.
Maybe there's something out there she doesn't want you to find out.
Right now, you could be at home, comfortable,
but she decided to keep you in here.
Stop defending her!
Besides everything else...
...I can't tell you anything because I don't know anything.
Fine. I know you don't trust me...
but I could pay your bail right now.
On one condition...
that you find out what Carmen de Cifuentes is hiding.
It's a good deal.
Don't you think?
Mr. Uribe, you're free to go.
Doña Carmen de Cifuentes has paid your bail.
No, it must be a mistake.
It's a trick. Carmen's trick. It's impossible...
Please, please. That's enough.
Feeling the truth slip through your fingers
and not being able to catch it hurts more than anything.
It's a pain that eats at you and doesn't let up no matter what.
They let him go?
It's a pain that will only lead you to lose your head...
and make a mistake.
- Lidia. - What happened?
Did you think I wouldn't find out your scheme?
You think you're so smart, but I'm smarter.
I'm not giving up.
You won't get away with it. You have blood on your hands.
You killed my daughter.
That poor creature only brought us misfortune.
She would've saved us a lot of headaches if she'd never been born.
Lidia!
She killed her! She killed her!
- Are you all right? - Yes, fine.
They say that revenge is a dish best served cold...
but for me, that would not be the case.
Alba, what do you want?
You wanted to meet me alone. Why all the mystery?
I want to ask you a favor.
Anything.
You helped me out when I came back to Madrid.
Thanks to the night I spent in the boarding house,
I got away from those bastards who were after me.
Thanks to you, I could keep on being Pedro Guzmán.
So shoot, I'll do whatever.
I want the people responsible for my daughter's death to pay.
I want you to kill Carmen de Cifuentes.
Kill her. Are you sure?
Yes, it's only fair.
You won't be able to look Carlos in the eye after this.
Pedro, tell me one thing.
Have you ever lost a child?
No, right?
I know very well what I want.
Do it.
The anger my pain produced moved me.
It could only be placated by the death of Doña Carmen.
May I come in?
It's not a good time.
The missing money.
You can keep it.
Why are you so good to me?
In my experience, when someone helps you, they want something.
What... what are you doing?
Isn't this what all men want?
I'm not all men.
A shame.
I was looking forward to it.
It's that woman. Lidia, right?
Don't think about her anymore.
Forget her.
Forget her with me.
Are you Carlos Cifuentes, the station owner?
The very same. How can I help you?
We're members of the Knights of Order.
Maybe you've heard of us.
You're an organization against women's suffrage.
We're against everything that attacks tradition
and the natural order of things.
We live in turbulent times, what with Bolsheviks, anarchists
and now, these radicals.
I don't know what radicals you mean.
This morning, one Athena
broadcast suffragist proclamations from this station.
We demand to know who's behind that name.
You're in no position to demand anything from me.
This is my station and I decide who speaks in it.
We've tried the easy way.
As have I, so I kindly ask you
to take your group somewhere else or I'll have to call the police.
Then suffer the consequences.
Does your neck still hurt?
Yes. And it's your fault.
If you hadn't spilled the beans about Uribe's bail...
You know how sorry I am, really.
I had to give her and Francisco something to leave you alone.
That woman won't stop until she finds everything out.
Count on my loyalty. I'd never betray you on that.
You'd better not.
Lidia mustn't find out her daughter's alive.
If she finds out her daughter's in that convent...
You lied to us.
You lied to all of us.
So, Lidia was right from the start.
You started that fire in order to abduct her daughter.
You manipulated me, laughed at me.
You made me think I was to blame for Elisa's death,
when it was you.
- You let your own daughter die. - No, I didn't start the fire.
- And everything you heard... - Stop lying.
Sebastián, sit down. We still have a lot to discuss.
No, it's over.
I'm going to tell everyone.
The truth, to be true, must be proven.
And you have no proof, no credibility to anyone.
You're nothing.
We'll see about that.
They say that justice, to be effective,
must be slow.
Revenge, however, is as swift as a bullet.
And sometimes,
when you want to stop it, it's already too late.
Lidia.
Sit down, please.
I don't want anyone to hear us. Sit down, please.
Carmen has ears everywhere.
Why should I believe you?
Now you're the one who doesn't trust me.
No, I understand.
I did things that I regret.
But listen to me. You were right.
Carmen deceived us all.
Why did she deceive us?
This is a robbery! On the floor! Nobody move!
Don't do anything. Stay still.
No heroes, got it?
Relax, don't do anything.
Did you say something?
- What? No. - Get up.
- Uh... Take it easy. - Get up!
Calm down, please.
Calm down.
- Calm down. It's all right. - You think I didn't see you?
What did I do?
Help!
Help! A doctor, please!
Your daughter is alive.
Huh?
Doña Carmen knows where she is.
As I held Uribe's body,
my hope returned at his final words.
Eva was alive.
But the shadow of my revenge on Carmen dissipated this joy.
Ma'am, I made the second payment
to the men who took care of Uribe.
What was it? A robbery gone wrong?
Mmm-hmm.
I hope this makes up for my past mistakes.
- Juan - I'm busy. I'm busy, Alba.
Eva's alive and Carmen knows where she is. There must be a way...
I'm sorry, Alba.
It's too late. It's done.
I'd condemned to death the one
woman who could tell me where Eva was.
For when grief blinds us, we mistake revenge for justice.
And no two things are more opposed.
Revenge clouds reason and won't let you see the truth.
It acts like a poison
and sweeps up the innocent as well as the guilty
without distinction.
I'm sorry to interrupt, madam,
but the Mother Superior asked me to bring this bottle for the little one.
Hmm?
Thank you, Sister Charity.
See, Eva? The food's here at last.
And the worst of it is, that in the end,
you realize that revenge only complicates things even more.
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