El Señor de los Cielos (2013–…): Season 1, Episode 58 - Episode #1.58 - full transcript
What do you know, whore?
But what happened?
You're no longer
turning him on, right?
Or maybe he met a real woman, and
[you are next to nothing?]
Look, bitch.
But a bitch that knows
how to turn on
and satisfy a man like Aurelio.
What are you looking for?
Ask Aurelio what happens
to bitches like you.
Ask him.
I advise you not to get so angry,
it's bad for your health.
Have a nice day.
Look, Rosa...
Another one for your list, Aurelio.
Another one you'll have to pay for.
Have you ever been told how pretty
you look when you write?
Stop doing that, okay?
Or I'll start believing it.
Listen to this,
"Links among the great drug bosses
and well-known artists
are no longer a secret.
Reports inform that
since the cartel of the known
as "Lord of the Skies" stood out,
Alejandro Negrete's career
rocketed in the blink of an eye."
Nobody dared to talk about it.
Have you already got
an interview with Negrete?
No, I can't find him,
nor his manager.
Eugenia,
I like the passion
you put on your work.
I like you.
Thanks.
SINALOA, NORTH OF MEXICO
The thing is that, right now,
it's dangerous for Rutila
to be out of the ranch.
Aurelio has his reasons for...
wanting to keep her in here,
not to expose her.
I can perfectly come
and teach Rutila.
On the contrary, it's something
I'll do with pleasure.
Thank you.
There's only one thing
that worries me.
Matilde.
I don't want trouble with her.
And if there is any,
I'd rather my son not to see them.
Don't worry.
I'll calm Matilde down.
Yes, Matilde,
despite of her screaming,
is not difficult to control.
I'm not so sure.
That woman is capable
of anything.
If you know her well,
you know I'm right.
Yes, Aida, but
that kid is my grandson. I won't allow
anything to happen to him.
Me neither.
Two.
Three.
-Four.
-Five.
-Six.
-Seven.
Auntie Matilde,
do you want to play with us?
Hi.
Well, I'm not good
at these kind of games, but
if you invite me, I'll play.
Is that okay?
-Yes.
-My mom won't like to know
that I've been playing with you.
-So, excuse me.
-Sweetie.
But who's going to tell mommy?
I won't tell. Will you?
No, right? Let's see.
Can I play with you for a while?
Yes.
If you want, I can teach you
a game I learned
when I was little, in Colombia.
I give you the cards...
Let's start with you.
You pick one,
don't tell me which one it is,
and I'll have to guess. Ready?
MEXICO CITY
So, you have no idea
where I can find Alejandro.
I'd love to help you, but
we haven't heard from him
in days.
The last time we saw him
was in a show, but
we came back to D.F.
and he stayed with
a Colombian girlfriend of his
at the ranch where we played.
By pure chance,
was it the Casillas' ranch?
Don't get it wrong, but
I don't want to get into trouble.
Don't worry.
I won't get you involved.
Besides,
I don't like to reveal
my sources, okay?
What I can say is that
he should've already called
because he owes us
a month salary and
he didn't even stuck his nose.
And do you think something bad
happened to him in there?
He's very responsible,
he never delays with payments.
That's what seems so odd.
It seems like he disappeared
into thin air.
Well, unless the whore
he's sleeping with
had him drugged
and wandering around China...
it is odd.
See, Mejia?
This is our thing.
Here is where we understand
each other, in bed, nothing else.
-That's it?
-Uh-huh
That's why you brought me
to your place?
Yes.
Well, for that, and
for you to stop with all that romantic
nonsense you have in your head.
If that's your medicine
to make me un-fall in love with you,
its effect is the opposite,
believe me.
Mejia,
good sex has nothing to do
with love.
Leonor, Leonor, Leonor.
Why do you pretend to be rude?
Tell me.
Why do you make such an effort
to not show your feelings?
What happened?
Did you have an unrequited love?
Were you hurt? Tell me.
Let's get dressed.
We have to go.
Leonor, Leonor, Leonor.
All this time we've been
working together,
I've got to know you quite well.
And believe me,
I've seen that look of yours,
a deep one.
I know that behind that mask
of a rude, all-powerful
woman,
there is a very tender one,
capable of giving lots of love.
Forgive me, please, but that
romantic affectation
doesn't fit you, Mejia.
Well, but
evasion does fit you well.
I'm going to put it this way,
would you like, as a mother
of your kids, a policewoman that
to fulfill her duty
has to sleep with other men?
That, Mejia,
is what work has meant to me,
to give in my body to whoever it is,
whenever it's necessary.
So, you must understand that love
is not my favorite subject, right?
We can live happily ever after,
with a house,
dogs, a garden.
It's a big bad taste joke.
I'd really appreciate if
we don't talk about this
anymore,
okay?
Pick up. It must be from the office.
Mejia.
Marco, it's me.
Right now, I'm a little busy.
I'll call you back, okay?
I have a very important thing
to tell you, Marco.
I'm in a meeting with
Alejandro Negrete's people.
They say they haven't heard
from him in days.
The last thing they knew about him
[was that he was}
[at Aurelio Casillas' ranch.]
[Are you still there?]
Yes, yes, Eugenia, here I am.
You say he didn't get in touch?
Exactly.
They say they saw him with
a Colombian girl
and that he sang
at Aurelio Casillas' ranch.
[I'm very worried with this.]
[Do you think you could help me?]
Of course. I'll take care of it.
I'll investigate.
I'll call you as soon as
I have some information, okay?
Bye.
Your wife is in need?
Hurry, then,
before she gets in a bad mood.
Leonor, please,
it has nothing to do with Eugenia, okay?
It's about Alejandro Negrete.
He's missing.
And I believe the Casillas
are getting even with us
due to our infiltration.
The[ mari mari mar,]
that could[ veri veri ver,]
-the only that...
-Heriberto, why don't you
come and play with us?
Auntie Matilde taught us a new game.
I see.
Auntie Matilde now plays with kids.
Excuse me?
I really get along with kids,
right, sweetie?
-Yes.
-Right, sweetie?
I see.
-"Matatena", Matilde?
-No.
It's a game played in Colombia.
Ximena, thank you so much
for the coffee.
-So, will we meet tomorrow?
-Yes.
Victor, say goodbye.
We have to go home.
Bye, sweetie.
-See you soon.
-Goodbye, madam.
Goodbye. Let's go.
-Goodbye.
-If you'll excuse us.
Goodbye, miss.
Matilde, Aida will come daily
to give lessons to Rutila.
-I hope that's not an issue.
-No.
It's not an issue for me, Ximena.
Ximena, I want you
to understand that
I'm not the witch you imagine.
I also have feelings,
and I also realized how dangerous
things are in the streets.
Even a kid might get hurt.
And that's the last thing I want.
Don't worry.
-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.
-Did you like the game?
-Yes.
Goodbye.
Easy.
Well,
it's also possible that Casillas
has held him
for security reasons, right?
Marco, please.
They must have killed him.
He was the one
that took me to the ranch.
They must have thought
he knew who I was.
Anyway, you don't have to feel guilty.
Tell me what to do
to not feel guilty!
What do I do? It was me
who seduced him
to enter the Casillas' ranch.
He was no criminal, Mejia.
You're right, but it was me,
the one that designed the operation.
You were only following orders.
Come on, don't say that.
It was my idea to use him. My idea.
Don't you see?
Mejia, another body on my shoulders.
Another one.
Do you know how many
I have over mine,
including my parents?
Vargas, Pablo,
and a list I don't want to talk about.
That doesn't make me feel better.
I know,
but that's work.
And we have to keep doing it, right?
We can't go back.
I'm taking a shower.
Marco,
forgive my reaction
when Eugenia called.
She's worth it.
She really is.
I'm sorry that I'm so straight to you,
but how true are the rumors
that Alejandro Negrete
is linked to Aurelio Casillas?
You can relax.
I won't get you involved.
No, I don't want trouble, and
you have no idea
what those people are capable of.
Besides, you shouldn't be writing
about this.
You might get killed.
Okay.
Let's do something.
I never was here with you.
This conversation does not exist.
Look,
at first, we thought
there was all gossip, but
we realized it was true when
Alejandro started producing
Matilde's record,
Victor Casillas' wife.
I didn't know that woman sang.
Yes, and then it turned out that
all the Casillas were involved,
even Heriberto,
Mr. Aurelio's son,
who is Matilde's manager. Well,
it's said that Alejandro
received millions
for the production
of Matilde's record,
-right?
-That's right.
Well, I'm not certain, but
that's what people say.
Easy, Chacorta.
Go, change your clothes,
calm down,
and then we'll get a drink.
Do you feel like drinking
some tequilas, you lazy?
Get back to work!
They can't mess with him, right?
Come on.
Hello, honey.
What happened, Milton?
How are things going?
Everything's okay, honey.
Thinking of you.
Thinking of you all the time.
Do you think of me?
You have no idea.
Well, talking about businesses,
I already set that.
We're talking about...
100 kilos a week.
What do you think?
Good!
You have to meet Galvan soon.
Yes, madam, absolutely.
We have to arrange it.
But let me tell you something.
Before we arrange anything,
I want us to find some time
for us to make love to each other.
Do you agree, honey?
Of course, Milton.
I promise you that. When you come,
I'll pay you for your loyalty to me.
I send you love.
He must remain like this, Triste,
believing he has me in his hands.
Son of a...
That's while we set up
everything with Galvan.
Do you already know where you have
to go for the thing I asked you to do?
Yes, madam.
I already have the address.
Very good.
Ah,
I also need you to get me
the telephone number of Casillas' ranch.
I'll call Ximena.
That will be a weak side
of the stupid Aurelio.
Well, what do you think?
Ah, it's pretty.
-Is it safe?
-It's safe,
it's remote, it's spacious,
and above all, nobody knows it.
Aren't you going out?
No, I'll stay. I'm very tired, Ali.
I'll call one of my girls
to give me a nice massage.
But I've just told you that
nobody knows it.
It's for our own security.
Why would you bring people?
Ali, easy. I know who
to bring home and who not to.
Don't worry.
Hey, have you seen Chacorta?
No, I talked to him
about half an hour ago.
He told me he went to the jungle,
for a business with Milton.
I felt it tense, nervous,
but he said everything was okay.
Okay. And what about Arroyo?
Arroyo got your message.
His pants must have fallen down
when he saw his wife's picture.
We'll see if he learns
to keep his mouth shut.
-Tomorrow is the hearing.
-Yes.
At least he understood
that we know where his wife is.
Yes, and if he doesn't understand,
we'll send her in pieces.
Finely chopped, dude.
What? You don't like
that method, right?
You know that my methods are different,
but we do what you say, Aurelio.
Okay.
This house, Ali, Doris' address,
how did you
get all that information?
I have my resources, Aurelio.
That's all.
Besides, you're modest.
We're the perfect team, Ali.
And there's a lot to come.
And there's a lot to come.
Correct me if I'm wrong, general.
But being locked in here,
with so much free time,
I'm sure
you start considering things,
thinking about
the things you've done, right?
Cut the irony, Mejia.
No, no, sir, it's not irony.
On the contrary,
tell me, did you already notice
how serious your situation is?
Or what?
Nothing. I'm okay.
I know you well, general,
and I've always been good
at reading people.
What?
Will you back off
with your promise
of telling us all that you know
in exchange of your wife's immunity?
Is that?
So, at the end, rumors
about the relationship between
Negrete and the Casillas are true.
With this interview,
the paper sales will rise a lot.
I'll take it right away to lay out.
Give it to me.
Eugenia, did Marco
help you with this?
-Why do you ask?
-No,
-just curious.
-Yes, he helped me.
But it was only for work, Alfonso.
Look, between Marco and me,
it's all over.
I'm doing all I can
to get over that relationship.
You are helping me.
I'm okay, Mejia.
I'm just asking you to understand
that I can't be in a good mood
being locked in here.
So, sir,
maybe the piece of news
I bring changes your mood.
I talked to Benitez
and he agrees on stopping
the investigation over your wife.
He'll give her full immunity.
-Really?
-Yes, sir.
As long as you cooperate
as we agreed.
Okay, Mejia.
And thank you.
Another thing, sir.
When you were at Casillas' ranch,
by any chance,
have you seen Alejandro Negrete?
Who?
That renowned[ rancheras] singer.
Alejandro Negrete.
I have no idea
who you're talking about.
-Really?
-Really.
Well, I hope that
tomorrow at the hearing,
you refresh your memory.
Excuse me.
I don't know, Leonor,
but I've never seen him so nervous.
But why? If Benitez agreed
not to blame his wife.
Maybe he's afraid that
if he speaks,
Casillas will take reprisal
against her.
Sooner or later, he'll have
to accept that
we're his only option
to protect him.
Marco, I made my own research
about Negrete's disappearance.
What Eugenia said is true.
It's been days
since somebody saw him.
Yes, but he might also be hidden,
for fear of being arrested
due to his link to Casillas, right?
No... I don't think so.
Honestly,
I don't think that guy
was able to free him just like that.
We should go to the ranch
and register it again.
It would be useless, Leo,
and you know it.
If they killed him, they must have
dispatched the body, of course.
Everything is okay, Triste.
There's no need for you to wait for me.
I told you not to.
Leave a chauffeur
and go and do what I asked you to.
Do it yourself.
Tomorrow, you'll tell me.
What's that mysterious thing
you asked Triste to do?
Nothing mysterious.
He has to deliver some goods.
And what happened?
Why did you change houses?
-I think the other one liked me most.
-Me too.
But it was no longer safe.
And you think it's a good strategy
to give me
-this address?
-Yes.
That means I trust you.
Or what?
You don't trust me any longer?
Of course, I trust you.
I really wanted to see you.
I wanted you.
Or what?
Does it bother you?
Not at all.
I always feel like
seeing you, Aurelio.
-You do?
-It's just that...
after what happened last night...
-That won't happen again.
-Are you sure?
I see.
-Boss.
-Niño.
Look what appears on the paper today.
Niño, get ready,
because we're going to attack.
-Yes, boss.
-What happened?
I'm sick and tired
of that damn journalist!
-Niño!
-Yes, boss.
Bring some grenade. Hurry up!
-Whatever you say.
-But what are you going to do?
I'll destroy that damn newspaper.
I'm sick and tired.
Calm down, calm down,
let's think.
No, no, no, I'm not calming down!
Everything has a limit
and that woman trespassed it.
Mejia's wife will die today, Ali.
-Really?
-As you're listening.
It's 10 AM and we sold out
all the papers.
We're preparing a new edition.
Wow,
I never thought its impact
would be so great.
Eugenia,
Alejandro Negrete is an idol.
He's at the top of the world.
I want to congratulate you.
You did a great job.
Thank you.
Thank you for your trust.
I was just...
I can't believe this.
It was fast, Eugenia,
right, Mejia?
She already published
Alejandro Negrete's news.
Let's see which nests are shaken now.
Is Arroyo's transfer to the hearing
already set?
-We're leaving in half an hour.
-Okay. Who's going to accompany him?
I have two trucks outside
waiting to guard him,
and I will personally accompany him.
-Perfect.
-Captain,
there's a strange call for you.
He didn't want to identify himself
but he said he wants to talk to you.
Mejia.
Marco,
how many guards did you assign
to watch your wife?
Because I believe
they won't be enough.
Casillas?
No, your dad from heaven, asshole.
Of course it's Casillas.
Did you believe that you
and your wife would mock me?
Look, you bastard,
this is between you and me.
It's something personal.
Leave Eugenia alone, would you?
You sound so manly
when you talk like that, Marco.
Why don't you go to the paper
and we do it face to face?
Mayra, call Eugenia's newspaper
immediately.
Tell them to evacuate the building.
Leo, please,
organize all the units available.
We're leaving now.
Listen.
What's up, mommy?
Did you get confused?
In my country, you have to knock
when you enter a girl's room.
I don't buy your good moods to Aida.
What are you planning?
-Good morning, grandma.
-Good morning, son.
Did you see nothing happen
with Matilde?
Yes. I hope she keeps that way.
She's so unpredictable.
I have her under control.
Here it is what you asked for, madam.
-Thank you.
-Will I have breakfast or not?
Tell Rosi.
Hurry up.
-Watch out. The coffee is hot.
-Yes. I noticed.
LORD OF THE SKIES BEHIND
ALEJANDRO NEGRETE'S
DISAPPEARANCE.
Do you have anything to do
with this, Heriberto?
Call Aurelio again and ask him
if he's dealt with the issue.
Don't worry.
I met him yesterday,
and he assured me that
the general won't talk.
That's good.
What's up, Irina?
Boss, don't you prefer
that I do this job?
-It might be dangerous.
-Don't worry, Niño.
You comb all the area.
I don't want surprises.
This job is on me.
You'd better wear this one, general.
Check it.
You'll see it fits better
than yours.
Excuse me.
"Wear it
as you consider best."
-Are you sure?
-Yes, Niño.
Send the other truck to the back door,
in case she uses that one.
-Okay?
-Whatever you order.
It will be me who kills
this journalist.
Pick up, Eugenia, pick up.
You haven't slept
because you were working.
Go home and have some rest.
I can't.
I have to follow this series
of interviews I'm going to publish
about the Casillas.
Yes, but it's a lovely day.
Why don't you rest
-and clear you mind?
-Yes, you're right.
I'll get out and bring some coffee.
Will you join me?
I have to say no this time, Eugenia.
Octavio Paz just gave me an interview
I've been waiting for a long time.
-Really?
-Really.
That's great! Congratulations.
Thanks a lot,
but let's get out.
Shall we have dinner tonight?
Okay.
As you see, I'm proud of you.
I'll bring you a cup of coffee
and a surprise.
-A surprise?
-Uh-huh.
What is it?
If I tell you,
it's no longer a surprise.
Where is Alejandro, Heriberto?
Answer me!
I don't know, grandma.
I don't know
and I don't care about him.
He left without saying goodbye.
Your dad didn't say a word either.
He must know why, right?
Send all the units to the paper,
right now.
I need to talk to Eugenia Casas
right away.
-It's an emergency.
-Ms. Casas is out.
Will you leave a message?
I said it's an emergency.
Please, find her!
God, tell them to get her
and tell her she's in danger.
I'm going right away.
-And the general's hearing?
-Tell them to wait, Mayra.
This might be a strategy of Casillas
to divert attention.
Or it might be a real emergency,
I don't know.
Call through the other line and ask them
to send all the units to the paper.
-How many men, did you say?
-All of them, Mayra.
All of them. Use your brain.
Move!
You two, to the paper.
Now! Move!
Officer! Officer!
Please call Marco Mejia.
Tell him I'm urged to talk to him.
Your interview was great, Eugenia.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
-Congratulations on your interview.
-Congratulations.
Thank you.
Don't play dumb, Matilde.
I perfectly know
that you're planning something
with that kid, and I won't allow it.
Who are you talking about?
That sweet and innocent child?
Look, I'll tell you something.
That kid is my husband's son,
the man I love,
and whether I like it or not,
I'll have to see him
for the rest of my life.
Besides, hold on a second,
who told you you're the only Mother
Teresa of Calcutta in this house?
I have feelings too.
I also want what's best
for that kid.
And what's best for him,
separating him from his mom?
Enough. Stop your paranoia
and don't mess up with me.
I'll ask you a favor.
Leave my room,
you're contaminating
my environment.
What a poisoned snake.
I'll be watching you, whore.
So sit down while you're watching me
or you'll get tired.
Stupid.
Move!
Damn traffic.
Hi, haven't you seen
Eugenia Casas around?
She's at the stairs.
Listen, send those agents
right away, okay?
Look, I'm Ramiro Silva de la Garza,
this country's presidents cousin.
Ah, okay.
Okay. Thank you.
I'll be waiting here.
Thank you. They're on their way.
I'll get you a permanent guard.
Damn vandals, miserable thief!
They respect nothing.
This is not vandalism, Ramiro.
I perfectly know who did it.
You do? Who?
The author of this
was the bitch Monica Robles.
Yes, this is her revenge
because she can't stand
that I have Aurelio
eating from my hand.
Irina, Irina, Irina,
these paintings must cost a fortune.
I hope you had an insurance.
Money, Ramiro, is not so important.
I'll tell you something,
this bitch doesn't know
who I am.
I'll make her life miserable.
See you. I'll be back soon.
It's Mejia.
All units, I need backup
in "La Tarde" newspaper. Copy?
I need backup
in "La Tarde" newspaper. Move!
I slashed them from top to bottom,
just like you told me, boss.
-All of them?
-All of them.
I believe we made her a favor.
They were ugly.
They cost millions.
My cousin Nina, who's a prostitute,
paints beautiful paintings
-that really are art.
-Ah, Triste,
those were very valuable for
the Russian,
and that's what matters.
I hit her where she hurts most.
I can imagine her clearly.
"Oh, no, my works of art."
Good, boss.
My God.
The triple of what I asked,
that corresponds to
what your brother asked me.
What do you think about flying to Mexico
to leave this load?
To Mexico?
Of course! Let's go.
Listen, Corporal,
I've just talked to Ali.
He says that
regarding what he agreed with Aurelio
about Villalobos' lands,
that's on track.
Great.
What I do have is patience.
And what about the Robles?
We have to hold on a little bit,
because as you know,
Aurelio's having an affair
with Monica.
I thought he had finished that.
It seems that
you don't know him, Milton.
He's with all and with nobody.
But as this poor woman's brothers
were killed,
my brother, the good Samaritan
is protecting her.
Hard choice to leave
that female unattended.
A sin.
-Hello,
-Do you want war, Monica?
-Is that what you're looking for?
-Irina,
how much money did you lose
with those paintings? Tell me.
Do you really believe I lost?
I inform you that
when Aurelio hears about this,
he'll make his best
to make up for me
and he'll be extremely generous.
[I have news for you, Russian.]
[Last night Aurelio called me]
[to go and see him,]
and we spent the night together.
And I swear we didn't talk
about art.
Don't you believe me? Ask him.
You may have a French accent,
but I'm a female,
so you won't screw me,
I'll let you enjoy your cuttings,
Russian.
And you enjoy your calm,
because I'll make
all your businesses disappear,
you damn whore.
Don't complain later.
An emergency? Who called?
Where's Eugenia?
Come in here.
I don't know. She went for coffee.
What's up?
You can't come in here
and give orders.
Where's Eugenia?
She went for coffee.
What's happening?
Hi.
You're Eugenia Casas, right?
Yes. Why?
Nothing. I wanted to know
the curious
journalist that
likes drug dealers world,
and has talked so much
about me.
Would you like an exclusive interview
with the Lord of the Skies?
ON THE NEXT EPISODE
Now, bastard,
you'll tell me, once and for all,
where Aurelio Casillas is.
You were involved
in Alejandro's, weren't you?
Yes.
I also have a surprise, Milton.
You do?
Hi, Milton.
Tell me how the party will be.
But what happened?
You're no longer
turning him on, right?
Or maybe he met a real woman, and
[you are next to nothing?]
Look, bitch.
But a bitch that knows
how to turn on
and satisfy a man like Aurelio.
What are you looking for?
Ask Aurelio what happens
to bitches like you.
Ask him.
I advise you not to get so angry,
it's bad for your health.
Have a nice day.
Look, Rosa...
Another one for your list, Aurelio.
Another one you'll have to pay for.
Have you ever been told how pretty
you look when you write?
Stop doing that, okay?
Or I'll start believing it.
Listen to this,
"Links among the great drug bosses
and well-known artists
are no longer a secret.
Reports inform that
since the cartel of the known
as "Lord of the Skies" stood out,
Alejandro Negrete's career
rocketed in the blink of an eye."
Nobody dared to talk about it.
Have you already got
an interview with Negrete?
No, I can't find him,
nor his manager.
Eugenia,
I like the passion
you put on your work.
I like you.
Thanks.
SINALOA, NORTH OF MEXICO
The thing is that, right now,
it's dangerous for Rutila
to be out of the ranch.
Aurelio has his reasons for...
wanting to keep her in here,
not to expose her.
I can perfectly come
and teach Rutila.
On the contrary, it's something
I'll do with pleasure.
Thank you.
There's only one thing
that worries me.
Matilde.
I don't want trouble with her.
And if there is any,
I'd rather my son not to see them.
Don't worry.
I'll calm Matilde down.
Yes, Matilde,
despite of her screaming,
is not difficult to control.
I'm not so sure.
That woman is capable
of anything.
If you know her well,
you know I'm right.
Yes, Aida, but
that kid is my grandson. I won't allow
anything to happen to him.
Me neither.
Two.
Three.
-Four.
-Five.
-Six.
-Seven.
Auntie Matilde,
do you want to play with us?
Hi.
Well, I'm not good
at these kind of games, but
if you invite me, I'll play.
Is that okay?
-Yes.
-My mom won't like to know
that I've been playing with you.
-So, excuse me.
-Sweetie.
But who's going to tell mommy?
I won't tell. Will you?
No, right? Let's see.
Can I play with you for a while?
Yes.
If you want, I can teach you
a game I learned
when I was little, in Colombia.
I give you the cards...
Let's start with you.
You pick one,
don't tell me which one it is,
and I'll have to guess. Ready?
MEXICO CITY
So, you have no idea
where I can find Alejandro.
I'd love to help you, but
we haven't heard from him
in days.
The last time we saw him
was in a show, but
we came back to D.F.
and he stayed with
a Colombian girlfriend of his
at the ranch where we played.
By pure chance,
was it the Casillas' ranch?
Don't get it wrong, but
I don't want to get into trouble.
Don't worry.
I won't get you involved.
Besides,
I don't like to reveal
my sources, okay?
What I can say is that
he should've already called
because he owes us
a month salary and
he didn't even stuck his nose.
And do you think something bad
happened to him in there?
He's very responsible,
he never delays with payments.
That's what seems so odd.
It seems like he disappeared
into thin air.
Well, unless the whore
he's sleeping with
had him drugged
and wandering around China...
it is odd.
See, Mejia?
This is our thing.
Here is where we understand
each other, in bed, nothing else.
-That's it?
-Uh-huh
That's why you brought me
to your place?
Yes.
Well, for that, and
for you to stop with all that romantic
nonsense you have in your head.
If that's your medicine
to make me un-fall in love with you,
its effect is the opposite,
believe me.
Mejia,
good sex has nothing to do
with love.
Leonor, Leonor, Leonor.
Why do you pretend to be rude?
Tell me.
Why do you make such an effort
to not show your feelings?
What happened?
Did you have an unrequited love?
Were you hurt? Tell me.
Let's get dressed.
We have to go.
Leonor, Leonor, Leonor.
All this time we've been
working together,
I've got to know you quite well.
And believe me,
I've seen that look of yours,
a deep one.
I know that behind that mask
of a rude, all-powerful
woman,
there is a very tender one,
capable of giving lots of love.
Forgive me, please, but that
romantic affectation
doesn't fit you, Mejia.
Well, but
evasion does fit you well.
I'm going to put it this way,
would you like, as a mother
of your kids, a policewoman that
to fulfill her duty
has to sleep with other men?
That, Mejia,
is what work has meant to me,
to give in my body to whoever it is,
whenever it's necessary.
So, you must understand that love
is not my favorite subject, right?
We can live happily ever after,
with a house,
dogs, a garden.
It's a big bad taste joke.
I'd really appreciate if
we don't talk about this
anymore,
okay?
Pick up. It must be from the office.
Mejia.
Marco, it's me.
Right now, I'm a little busy.
I'll call you back, okay?
I have a very important thing
to tell you, Marco.
I'm in a meeting with
Alejandro Negrete's people.
They say they haven't heard
from him in days.
The last thing they knew about him
[was that he was}
[at Aurelio Casillas' ranch.]
[Are you still there?]
Yes, yes, Eugenia, here I am.
You say he didn't get in touch?
Exactly.
They say they saw him with
a Colombian girl
and that he sang
at Aurelio Casillas' ranch.
[I'm very worried with this.]
[Do you think you could help me?]
Of course. I'll take care of it.
I'll investigate.
I'll call you as soon as
I have some information, okay?
Bye.
Your wife is in need?
Hurry, then,
before she gets in a bad mood.
Leonor, please,
it has nothing to do with Eugenia, okay?
It's about Alejandro Negrete.
He's missing.
And I believe the Casillas
are getting even with us
due to our infiltration.
The[ mari mari mar,]
that could[ veri veri ver,]
-the only that...
-Heriberto, why don't you
come and play with us?
Auntie Matilde taught us a new game.
I see.
Auntie Matilde now plays with kids.
Excuse me?
I really get along with kids,
right, sweetie?
-Yes.
-Right, sweetie?
I see.
-"Matatena", Matilde?
-No.
It's a game played in Colombia.
Ximena, thank you so much
for the coffee.
-So, will we meet tomorrow?
-Yes.
Victor, say goodbye.
We have to go home.
Bye, sweetie.
-See you soon.
-Goodbye, madam.
Goodbye. Let's go.
-Goodbye.
-If you'll excuse us.
Goodbye, miss.
Matilde, Aida will come daily
to give lessons to Rutila.
-I hope that's not an issue.
-No.
It's not an issue for me, Ximena.
Ximena, I want you
to understand that
I'm not the witch you imagine.
I also have feelings,
and I also realized how dangerous
things are in the streets.
Even a kid might get hurt.
And that's the last thing I want.
Don't worry.
-Goodbye.
-Goodbye.
-Did you like the game?
-Yes.
Goodbye.
Easy.
Well,
it's also possible that Casillas
has held him
for security reasons, right?
Marco, please.
They must have killed him.
He was the one
that took me to the ranch.
They must have thought
he knew who I was.
Anyway, you don't have to feel guilty.
Tell me what to do
to not feel guilty!
What do I do? It was me
who seduced him
to enter the Casillas' ranch.
He was no criminal, Mejia.
You're right, but it was me,
the one that designed the operation.
You were only following orders.
Come on, don't say that.
It was my idea to use him. My idea.
Don't you see?
Mejia, another body on my shoulders.
Another one.
Do you know how many
I have over mine,
including my parents?
Vargas, Pablo,
and a list I don't want to talk about.
That doesn't make me feel better.
I know,
but that's work.
And we have to keep doing it, right?
We can't go back.
I'm taking a shower.
Marco,
forgive my reaction
when Eugenia called.
She's worth it.
She really is.
I'm sorry that I'm so straight to you,
but how true are the rumors
that Alejandro Negrete
is linked to Aurelio Casillas?
You can relax.
I won't get you involved.
No, I don't want trouble, and
you have no idea
what those people are capable of.
Besides, you shouldn't be writing
about this.
You might get killed.
Okay.
Let's do something.
I never was here with you.
This conversation does not exist.
Look,
at first, we thought
there was all gossip, but
we realized it was true when
Alejandro started producing
Matilde's record,
Victor Casillas' wife.
I didn't know that woman sang.
Yes, and then it turned out that
all the Casillas were involved,
even Heriberto,
Mr. Aurelio's son,
who is Matilde's manager. Well,
it's said that Alejandro
received millions
for the production
of Matilde's record,
-right?
-That's right.
Well, I'm not certain, but
that's what people say.
Easy, Chacorta.
Go, change your clothes,
calm down,
and then we'll get a drink.
Do you feel like drinking
some tequilas, you lazy?
Get back to work!
They can't mess with him, right?
Come on.
Hello, honey.
What happened, Milton?
How are things going?
Everything's okay, honey.
Thinking of you.
Thinking of you all the time.
Do you think of me?
You have no idea.
Well, talking about businesses,
I already set that.
We're talking about...
100 kilos a week.
What do you think?
Good!
You have to meet Galvan soon.
Yes, madam, absolutely.
We have to arrange it.
But let me tell you something.
Before we arrange anything,
I want us to find some time
for us to make love to each other.
Do you agree, honey?
Of course, Milton.
I promise you that. When you come,
I'll pay you for your loyalty to me.
I send you love.
He must remain like this, Triste,
believing he has me in his hands.
Son of a...
That's while we set up
everything with Galvan.
Do you already know where you have
to go for the thing I asked you to do?
Yes, madam.
I already have the address.
Very good.
Ah,
I also need you to get me
the telephone number of Casillas' ranch.
I'll call Ximena.
That will be a weak side
of the stupid Aurelio.
Well, what do you think?
Ah, it's pretty.
-Is it safe?
-It's safe,
it's remote, it's spacious,
and above all, nobody knows it.
Aren't you going out?
No, I'll stay. I'm very tired, Ali.
I'll call one of my girls
to give me a nice massage.
But I've just told you that
nobody knows it.
It's for our own security.
Why would you bring people?
Ali, easy. I know who
to bring home and who not to.
Don't worry.
Hey, have you seen Chacorta?
No, I talked to him
about half an hour ago.
He told me he went to the jungle,
for a business with Milton.
I felt it tense, nervous,
but he said everything was okay.
Okay. And what about Arroyo?
Arroyo got your message.
His pants must have fallen down
when he saw his wife's picture.
We'll see if he learns
to keep his mouth shut.
-Tomorrow is the hearing.
-Yes.
At least he understood
that we know where his wife is.
Yes, and if he doesn't understand,
we'll send her in pieces.
Finely chopped, dude.
What? You don't like
that method, right?
You know that my methods are different,
but we do what you say, Aurelio.
Okay.
This house, Ali, Doris' address,
how did you
get all that information?
I have my resources, Aurelio.
That's all.
Besides, you're modest.
We're the perfect team, Ali.
And there's a lot to come.
And there's a lot to come.
Correct me if I'm wrong, general.
But being locked in here,
with so much free time,
I'm sure
you start considering things,
thinking about
the things you've done, right?
Cut the irony, Mejia.
No, no, sir, it's not irony.
On the contrary,
tell me, did you already notice
how serious your situation is?
Or what?
Nothing. I'm okay.
I know you well, general,
and I've always been good
at reading people.
What?
Will you back off
with your promise
of telling us all that you know
in exchange of your wife's immunity?
Is that?
So, at the end, rumors
about the relationship between
Negrete and the Casillas are true.
With this interview,
the paper sales will rise a lot.
I'll take it right away to lay out.
Give it to me.
Eugenia, did Marco
help you with this?
-Why do you ask?
-No,
-just curious.
-Yes, he helped me.
But it was only for work, Alfonso.
Look, between Marco and me,
it's all over.
I'm doing all I can
to get over that relationship.
You are helping me.
I'm okay, Mejia.
I'm just asking you to understand
that I can't be in a good mood
being locked in here.
So, sir,
maybe the piece of news
I bring changes your mood.
I talked to Benitez
and he agrees on stopping
the investigation over your wife.
He'll give her full immunity.
-Really?
-Yes, sir.
As long as you cooperate
as we agreed.
Okay, Mejia.
And thank you.
Another thing, sir.
When you were at Casillas' ranch,
by any chance,
have you seen Alejandro Negrete?
Who?
That renowned[ rancheras] singer.
Alejandro Negrete.
I have no idea
who you're talking about.
-Really?
-Really.
Well, I hope that
tomorrow at the hearing,
you refresh your memory.
Excuse me.
I don't know, Leonor,
but I've never seen him so nervous.
But why? If Benitez agreed
not to blame his wife.
Maybe he's afraid that
if he speaks,
Casillas will take reprisal
against her.
Sooner or later, he'll have
to accept that
we're his only option
to protect him.
Marco, I made my own research
about Negrete's disappearance.
What Eugenia said is true.
It's been days
since somebody saw him.
Yes, but he might also be hidden,
for fear of being arrested
due to his link to Casillas, right?
No... I don't think so.
Honestly,
I don't think that guy
was able to free him just like that.
We should go to the ranch
and register it again.
It would be useless, Leo,
and you know it.
If they killed him, they must have
dispatched the body, of course.
Everything is okay, Triste.
There's no need for you to wait for me.
I told you not to.
Leave a chauffeur
and go and do what I asked you to.
Do it yourself.
Tomorrow, you'll tell me.
What's that mysterious thing
you asked Triste to do?
Nothing mysterious.
He has to deliver some goods.
And what happened?
Why did you change houses?
-I think the other one liked me most.
-Me too.
But it was no longer safe.
And you think it's a good strategy
to give me
-this address?
-Yes.
That means I trust you.
Or what?
You don't trust me any longer?
Of course, I trust you.
I really wanted to see you.
I wanted you.
Or what?
Does it bother you?
Not at all.
I always feel like
seeing you, Aurelio.
-You do?
-It's just that...
after what happened last night...
-That won't happen again.
-Are you sure?
I see.
-Boss.
-Niño.
Look what appears on the paper today.
Niño, get ready,
because we're going to attack.
-Yes, boss.
-What happened?
I'm sick and tired
of that damn journalist!
-Niño!
-Yes, boss.
Bring some grenade. Hurry up!
-Whatever you say.
-But what are you going to do?
I'll destroy that damn newspaper.
I'm sick and tired.
Calm down, calm down,
let's think.
No, no, no, I'm not calming down!
Everything has a limit
and that woman trespassed it.
Mejia's wife will die today, Ali.
-Really?
-As you're listening.
It's 10 AM and we sold out
all the papers.
We're preparing a new edition.
Wow,
I never thought its impact
would be so great.
Eugenia,
Alejandro Negrete is an idol.
He's at the top of the world.
I want to congratulate you.
You did a great job.
Thank you.
Thank you for your trust.
I was just...
I can't believe this.
It was fast, Eugenia,
right, Mejia?
She already published
Alejandro Negrete's news.
Let's see which nests are shaken now.
Is Arroyo's transfer to the hearing
already set?
-We're leaving in half an hour.
-Okay. Who's going to accompany him?
I have two trucks outside
waiting to guard him,
and I will personally accompany him.
-Perfect.
-Captain,
there's a strange call for you.
He didn't want to identify himself
but he said he wants to talk to you.
Mejia.
Marco,
how many guards did you assign
to watch your wife?
Because I believe
they won't be enough.
Casillas?
No, your dad from heaven, asshole.
Of course it's Casillas.
Did you believe that you
and your wife would mock me?
Look, you bastard,
this is between you and me.
It's something personal.
Leave Eugenia alone, would you?
You sound so manly
when you talk like that, Marco.
Why don't you go to the paper
and we do it face to face?
Mayra, call Eugenia's newspaper
immediately.
Tell them to evacuate the building.
Leo, please,
organize all the units available.
We're leaving now.
Listen.
What's up, mommy?
Did you get confused?
In my country, you have to knock
when you enter a girl's room.
I don't buy your good moods to Aida.
What are you planning?
-Good morning, grandma.
-Good morning, son.
Did you see nothing happen
with Matilde?
Yes. I hope she keeps that way.
She's so unpredictable.
I have her under control.
Here it is what you asked for, madam.
-Thank you.
-Will I have breakfast or not?
Tell Rosi.
Hurry up.
-Watch out. The coffee is hot.
-Yes. I noticed.
LORD OF THE SKIES BEHIND
ALEJANDRO NEGRETE'S
DISAPPEARANCE.
Do you have anything to do
with this, Heriberto?
Call Aurelio again and ask him
if he's dealt with the issue.
Don't worry.
I met him yesterday,
and he assured me that
the general won't talk.
That's good.
What's up, Irina?
Boss, don't you prefer
that I do this job?
-It might be dangerous.
-Don't worry, Niño.
You comb all the area.
I don't want surprises.
This job is on me.
You'd better wear this one, general.
Check it.
You'll see it fits better
than yours.
Excuse me.
"Wear it
as you consider best."
-Are you sure?
-Yes, Niño.
Send the other truck to the back door,
in case she uses that one.
-Okay?
-Whatever you order.
It will be me who kills
this journalist.
Pick up, Eugenia, pick up.
You haven't slept
because you were working.
Go home and have some rest.
I can't.
I have to follow this series
of interviews I'm going to publish
about the Casillas.
Yes, but it's a lovely day.
Why don't you rest
-and clear you mind?
-Yes, you're right.
I'll get out and bring some coffee.
Will you join me?
I have to say no this time, Eugenia.
Octavio Paz just gave me an interview
I've been waiting for a long time.
-Really?
-Really.
That's great! Congratulations.
Thanks a lot,
but let's get out.
Shall we have dinner tonight?
Okay.
As you see, I'm proud of you.
I'll bring you a cup of coffee
and a surprise.
-A surprise?
-Uh-huh.
What is it?
If I tell you,
it's no longer a surprise.
Where is Alejandro, Heriberto?
Answer me!
I don't know, grandma.
I don't know
and I don't care about him.
He left without saying goodbye.
Your dad didn't say a word either.
He must know why, right?
Send all the units to the paper,
right now.
I need to talk to Eugenia Casas
right away.
-It's an emergency.
-Ms. Casas is out.
Will you leave a message?
I said it's an emergency.
Please, find her!
God, tell them to get her
and tell her she's in danger.
I'm going right away.
-And the general's hearing?
-Tell them to wait, Mayra.
This might be a strategy of Casillas
to divert attention.
Or it might be a real emergency,
I don't know.
Call through the other line and ask them
to send all the units to the paper.
-How many men, did you say?
-All of them, Mayra.
All of them. Use your brain.
Move!
You two, to the paper.
Now! Move!
Officer! Officer!
Please call Marco Mejia.
Tell him I'm urged to talk to him.
Your interview was great, Eugenia.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
-Congratulations on your interview.
-Congratulations.
Thank you.
Don't play dumb, Matilde.
I perfectly know
that you're planning something
with that kid, and I won't allow it.
Who are you talking about?
That sweet and innocent child?
Look, I'll tell you something.
That kid is my husband's son,
the man I love,
and whether I like it or not,
I'll have to see him
for the rest of my life.
Besides, hold on a second,
who told you you're the only Mother
Teresa of Calcutta in this house?
I have feelings too.
I also want what's best
for that kid.
And what's best for him,
separating him from his mom?
Enough. Stop your paranoia
and don't mess up with me.
I'll ask you a favor.
Leave my room,
you're contaminating
my environment.
What a poisoned snake.
I'll be watching you, whore.
So sit down while you're watching me
or you'll get tired.
Stupid.
Move!
Damn traffic.
Hi, haven't you seen
Eugenia Casas around?
She's at the stairs.
Listen, send those agents
right away, okay?
Look, I'm Ramiro Silva de la Garza,
this country's presidents cousin.
Ah, okay.
Okay. Thank you.
I'll be waiting here.
Thank you. They're on their way.
I'll get you a permanent guard.
Damn vandals, miserable thief!
They respect nothing.
This is not vandalism, Ramiro.
I perfectly know who did it.
You do? Who?
The author of this
was the bitch Monica Robles.
Yes, this is her revenge
because she can't stand
that I have Aurelio
eating from my hand.
Irina, Irina, Irina,
these paintings must cost a fortune.
I hope you had an insurance.
Money, Ramiro, is not so important.
I'll tell you something,
this bitch doesn't know
who I am.
I'll make her life miserable.
See you. I'll be back soon.
It's Mejia.
All units, I need backup
in "La Tarde" newspaper. Copy?
I need backup
in "La Tarde" newspaper. Move!
I slashed them from top to bottom,
just like you told me, boss.
-All of them?
-All of them.
I believe we made her a favor.
They were ugly.
They cost millions.
My cousin Nina, who's a prostitute,
paints beautiful paintings
-that really are art.
-Ah, Triste,
those were very valuable for
the Russian,
and that's what matters.
I hit her where she hurts most.
I can imagine her clearly.
"Oh, no, my works of art."
Good, boss.
My God.
The triple of what I asked,
that corresponds to
what your brother asked me.
What do you think about flying to Mexico
to leave this load?
To Mexico?
Of course! Let's go.
Listen, Corporal,
I've just talked to Ali.
He says that
regarding what he agreed with Aurelio
about Villalobos' lands,
that's on track.
Great.
What I do have is patience.
And what about the Robles?
We have to hold on a little bit,
because as you know,
Aurelio's having an affair
with Monica.
I thought he had finished that.
It seems that
you don't know him, Milton.
He's with all and with nobody.
But as this poor woman's brothers
were killed,
my brother, the good Samaritan
is protecting her.
Hard choice to leave
that female unattended.
A sin.
-Hello,
-Do you want war, Monica?
-Is that what you're looking for?
-Irina,
how much money did you lose
with those paintings? Tell me.
Do you really believe I lost?
I inform you that
when Aurelio hears about this,
he'll make his best
to make up for me
and he'll be extremely generous.
[I have news for you, Russian.]
[Last night Aurelio called me]
[to go and see him,]
and we spent the night together.
And I swear we didn't talk
about art.
Don't you believe me? Ask him.
You may have a French accent,
but I'm a female,
so you won't screw me,
I'll let you enjoy your cuttings,
Russian.
And you enjoy your calm,
because I'll make
all your businesses disappear,
you damn whore.
Don't complain later.
An emergency? Who called?
Where's Eugenia?
Come in here.
I don't know. She went for coffee.
What's up?
You can't come in here
and give orders.
Where's Eugenia?
She went for coffee.
What's happening?
Hi.
You're Eugenia Casas, right?
Yes. Why?
Nothing. I wanted to know
the curious
journalist that
likes drug dealers world,
and has talked so much
about me.
Would you like an exclusive interview
with the Lord of the Skies?
ON THE NEXT EPISODE
Now, bastard,
you'll tell me, once and for all,
where Aurelio Casillas is.
You were involved
in Alejandro's, weren't you?
Yes.
I also have a surprise, Milton.
You do?
Hi, Milton.
Tell me how the party will be.