The Queen of Flow (2018–2021): Season 1, Episode 5 - Episode #1.5 - full transcript
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Tell me why after such a long time
You reveal this dark reality to me
I want to know what you felt
When you did it
You didn't mind pulling the trigger
You felt nothing
When I finally saw you
I felt so disappointed
It shattered my soul in pieces
You killed me as well
My dreams tumbled down when I saw
You weren't who I thought you were
So many precious moments
Turned to nothing, disappeared
You disappointed me
I lost you in a second
I will no longer look at you without fear
Now I know you are not for me
I was blind and failed to see you
Now I know who you are
You cannot hide anymore
Charly Cruz.
Come this way.
The anguish of someone
Who is gone because of you
Thoughtless and loveless
It seems to matter little to you
You just make your own way
Stepping over everyone else
I feel that fear deep inside me
It seeps into my bones
You turned into a monster
You feel nothing
Nothing you say to me will redeem you
You're dead to me
WEEKS LATER...
When are you going to stop pretending
you don't know?
What are you talking about, Manín?
I've spent so many years...
so many years feeling this way.
You know it.
Don't play dumb.
You have noticed.
I am so in love with you.
I've spent so many years
loving you in silence,
falling deeper every day.
-Don't say that. It is wrong.
-Come here.
Why is it wrong?
-Why?
-You know why.
-What?
-You know why.
Well, you and my brother Alcides
used to be together.
But he isn't here anymore.
I am.
I've cared for you, I've protected you.
I have provided for you.
I've waited for you all these years
because I'm dying for you.
I'm dying for you.
You fascinate me. You drive me crazy.
Fine. If you don't want me,
I'll understand, I'll leave you alone.
Because your indecision kills me more
each goddamned day.
Manín.
If we want to make more money,
we need to take the next step, bro.
Which is...?
-Bring in international artists.
-Right!
Guys who are very good,
but who aren't too famous.
Or it'll cost us an arm and a leg.
Right on.
Do you have someone in mind?
-Charly.
-No.
Don't give me that face, man.
Look at the big picture,
think with the business in mind.
The man is a hit. Am I wrong?
He was born here in San Félix, am I wrong?
You know I'm not.
Won't people pay to see him?
And who will get all that money?
Hey, if it isn't old man Juancho,
as responsible as ever.
Look, man.
Just cut to the chase, okay?
El Búho and I will organize that concert
at the main park.
Hey, don't use that tone with me.
A bit more respect for your guest artist.
Do you think a rat deserves respect?
What did you think?
That you could just steal Yeimy's song?
She gave me that song
when we slept together, man.
It hurts you, doesn't it?
Of course it does.
Since you're stuck like a fool
in the friendzone...
Suck it up, brother.
That's how life is.
I have always been two steps ahead of you.
-And that's how it'll always be.
-Oh, yeah?
Well, now you'll be two steps back.
-Yeah? Prove it then.
-You are a rat!
Hey, break it up, guys!
Calm down.
Don't we have a business to run?
And you a reputation to maintain?
Yes, but I have
more important things to do
than breaking this idiot's nose.
-Can't you see he's a fraud?
-Come on...
-That hit song was written by Yeimy.
-Can you prove it?
If you can prove it, sue him.
Otherwise...
You know what? Let's go.
We have a business to run.
"My little fish...
Writing to you is no trouble at all.
I struggle more with knowing
this will reach you so far away,
in a place where I know you don't belong.
Because you are a good person...
who made a mistake...
that I still cannot believe.
Don't ever forget
that you have a faithful friend here,
someone who will wait
for you to come back.
When you feel sad,
remember your fish is here for you...
and think that even in the darkest nights,
one light can shine."
What's the matter?
Nothing.
It's my friend Juancho, he...
He sent me this letter.
Don't be silly! He's crazy about you!
It's great that he still thinks of you.
No, Taina...
It's...
It's better that he doesn't.
Don't you see?
He doesn't deserve this.
He doesn't deserve
to be so worried and sad.
Besides,
he already has enough problems.
And as tough as it is for me to say...
I will stop reading these letters.
Because what's the point in having hope
if living with hope
just kills you little by little?
It's for the best, right?
It's okay. I'm here.
Taina...
A FEW MONTHS LATER...
No. Take him away.
I don't want to see him.
I live dreaming of your eyes
I can't wait to see you grow up
I want to hold you in my arms
Love you with everything that I am
Hi.
Hold your hands in mine
You're beautiful.
You look like your grandpa.
You have his eyes.
This part right here?
It resembles your grandma, Manuela.
And those gorgeous eyebrows,
they look like your great grandma's,
Clemenza.
For all of eternity, we will be one
The same beat will always drive our hearts
My mita was right.
You are my strength.
My gift full of light.
It's okay.
God's will is wise.
If we cannot have children,
it must be because that's for the best.
What are you saying, honey?
Children are what make a family.
And I want an heir by my side
to teach about life,
so that he learns by my side.
Pray as many rosaries as you like
or go see a witch,
but if I don't get pregnant,
what can we do, honey?
I mean, I don't understand the fuss.
Children only bring more worries.
Take Charly. He went away
and he doesn't even write or call.
-Yeah, but I want to feel those worries.
-And what am I supposed to do?
Because we have tried everything
and nothing happens.
But why must you react like this?
Because I'm tired of you looking at me
with reproach.
It's just that...
Well, if one thing's true,
it's that if we can't have children...
I am not the one to blame.
Oh, I see.
His name is Mateo.
I liked it because...
it means "gift from God."
And this gorgeous bundle is just that.
Thank you for looking after him, mita.
Why do you thank me?
You made me the happiest woman
in the world
when you told me
you weren't giving him away,
and that you had chosen me
to help you raise him.
Be sure to take good care of him, mita.
Of course I will take good care of him
for you, sweetie. Of course I will.
And he'll be waiting for you out there
in the future.
And, God willing, so will I, darling.
I know you will.
Look, I'll be on my best behavior.
I will get them to reduce my sentence.
I swear to you, mita,
as God is my witness,
as soon as I get out of here,
the three of us will live
a very nice life, okay?
I have been thinking things through and...
What you said to me about hate
and everything? You are right.
Now the only thing I should focus on is...
this gorgeous little bundle
that fills my soul with joy.
And on you, because you're both my life
and my strength to survive this place.
Oh, sweetie.
Listen to me carefully though, mita.
As soon as you get to the commune,
you get out of there.
You pack your things and go.
Be careful, though.
Charly and his family mustn't know
that Mateo exists.
Of course not, sweetie.
How can you even ask?
I already spoke with my friend, Inés.
She lives in Cali. She's waiting for me.
And we will both be waiting for you there.
Very soon, sweetie.
I can't wait.
Okay, Montoya. Time's up.
-Let's go.
-It's okay.
-Bye, sweetie.
-Move!
-Bye, my love.
-Say goodbye to Mom.
Say goodbye to Mom.
Bye, sweetie.
What? Yeimy had a child?
And why didn't you tell me,
you stupid idiot?
I am sorry, boss.
I didn't think it was important.
Yeimy was already pregnant
when she came here.
Do you remember when I told you
that girl was in love with me?
Turns out she was a virgin.
Where is the child?
Her grandma came to see her
and she asked her to take him
and raise him in Medellin.
They're here. Go!
What is it, baby?
One sec, don Alfonso! He's giving us
a ride. I am almost done packing.
How are you, Mrs. Carmencita?
Don't tell me you're leaving
a place where you're so loved.
I am very displeased with you, ma'am.
Why didn't you tell me I had family here?
What are you talking about?
Why don't you leave?
He's my own flesh and blood.
No one can deny me that.
What is it that you want?
Calm down. No need to overreact.
Carrancho, go outside.
-Sir...
-Go outside, man.
Calm down, Mrs. Carmencita.
It's not like the world is ending.
I just want to make sure
he never wants for anything.
That's why I'll raise him.
No, sir. You're not getting past me!
You must think of his future.
Yeimy is going to rot in jail.
And you're no schoolgirl.
You're an old woman!
Something might happen to you.
And then who's going to take care
of this baby?
What are you talking about?
Why don't you go away?
Didn't your nephew abandon my Yeimy?
He will care even less about the child.
Because he sent you, didn't he?
Make no mistake, ma'am.
I take orders from no one.
Now I get why
Manuela and Genaro were so stubborn.
They learned it
from the pigheaded master herself.
What are you saying?
That I had to pop a cap in their heads
for being a pair of stubborn mules.
Just like you are, ma'am.
-Carrancho! Come here!
-Right away, sir.
Hello, you beautiful thing.
Hello, my sweetest boy.
Hello.
Hi.
-Let's burn this dump down and go.
-You got it, boss.
You beautiful thing...
I have gasoline right here, sir.
I'm afraid I have bad news, Miss Montoya.
There was an accident.
Your grandmother's house burned down.
Unfortunately,
both her and your son perished.
As per the report, the accident was caused
by a gas cylinder explosion.
This is the official report.
17 YEARS LATER...
This is the story I have come here to tell
The story of a false man
And his deadly lie
Yeimy...
Yeimy...
And in this dark reality
I ended up behind bars
Hey, I'm talking to you!
Are you going to sing the new song to me
or not?
My soul has been filled
With a bitter loneliness
And only vengeance
And seeing you in pain
Drive each thought in my head
Blood in my eyes from so many tears
It's the withering look
That you'll never forget
And once you fall wounded
Forgiveness, you'll beg
Only in the end will my soul rest
Why aren't you single?
When I need you to want me
The one you're with
neglects you
He neglects you
While I wait for you right here
SECURITY
Bye, princess.
-Charly, can you...?
-We'll do a Q&A session later, okay, babe?
-Hey, gorgeous.
-Hey.
-All set?
-All set, my dear.
-That's how I like it.
-Come, honey.
-And you! Don't you have a cell phone?
-I only have a radio!
All right! Good morning.
Good morning.
Thank you for being here, everyone.
Here I am. How may I be of service?
Charly, how does it feel being back home
to launch your new recording studio?
It's freaking sick, man.
No, seriously, I am very happy to be here
in my hometown, in my neighborhood.
I want everyone here to know
that Excelsior Studios won't just be
where I will be recording my new songs,
but we will also promote
emerging talent.
Talent from the 'hood!
Ain't that right?
We have a lot of new talent
to discover here.
Charly, did you come alone
or did you also bring your family?
I don't go anywhere
without my favorite fans, bro.
You can see my wife and daughter are here.
I love them with all my heart and soul.
What can you tell us
about the barrage of criticism
that you are facing right now?
Criticism?
I only receive
kisses and compliments, princess.
Yes, except for your last two records,
which haven't exactly been well-received.
People say your lyrics no longer have
the charm
or the quality they had before.
This is the first time I've heard of this.
You might say that, gorgeous.
But you know what?
I think my fans here believe
the opposite is true. Am I right or what?
Am I right? I can't hear you.
Charly!
But don't you worry. You will fall again
for Charlie Flow. I can promise you that.
Thank you all for coming.
No more questions.
-Who is that woman?
-No idea.
Thank you kindly, everyone.
Thanks for everything.
Take it easy.
That body of yours couldn't be more toned.
Just let me push a bit more
than the last time.
Yeimy...
Check this out.
Page 25. Your little friend.
CHARLY IS LOSING HIS FLOW
This bastard made it big
with the lyrics he stole from me.
I doubt he does too bad with the new ones.
Thank you, Lolita.
Did you read what that journalist wrote?
Charlie is... crashing, sister.
What this son of a bitch truly deserves...
is to end up on the ground,
totally destroyed,
and having lost what he loves the most.
CHARLY IS LOSING HIS FLOW
Why aren't you single?
When I need you to want me
The one you're with
neglects you
He neglects you
While I wait for you right here
You keep saying you want nothing from me
And I keep waiting for you right here
Come on, kiss me, you will like that
Your indifference
will make me die
Sorry...
"Charly is losing his flow."
"It was evident he was performing
with a playback."
-What's all this commotion, baby?
-It's nothing. Go back to bed.
-Tell me why you're throwing things.
-Leave me alone. Stay out of this.
Are you drinking again?
I told you to stay out of this.
Leave me alone.
Blood in my eyes from so many tears
It's the withering look
That you'll never forget
And once you fall wounded
Forgiveness, you'll beg
Only in the end will my soul rest
Shiver 'cause now your predator's here
You stole every illusion from me
Betrayal is all your mind knows
You are the snake that poisoned my soul
I bring you sweet nothings
The same ones you used
In your performance
Of a loving man
Gentle and honest
That only existed in your twisted mind
Oh
That only existed in your twisted mind
Oh
-And that's it. I think that one's done.
-It is.
There's your song, Charly Flow.
What's up? How are you?
Hello. How are you doing?
If that kid keeps smiling
at everyone she sees,
someone's gonna bump her donut.
Hey, what's up?
How are you doing?
-Hey, kid!
-How are you?
Come here.
What's up, gals?
-Natali de Pereira. Nice to meet you.
-Natali de Pereira!
Can you tell us how you earned your ticket
to get in here,
Natali de Pereira?
Aw, they caught me smuggling drugs.
But, you know what? I was a beauty queen.
I was the queen of...
Hey, shh!
Even though the authorities
have yet to issue an official report,
it is suspected
that the seized cargo was shipped
by one of the most wanted capos today,
Dúver Cruz, aka "El loco Manín,"
who we see in the picture on screen.
The aforementioned drug lord...
See, Taina? Another shipment gets busted
and yet no one is able to catch that man.
What's up, Carrancho? The boss is here.
What's new, boss?
Hey, what's up, uncle?
Everything okay?
Okay? Okay my ass!
Everything is a mess right now.
Bloody feds keep snooping around my merch.
Can you believe they seized
another shipment?
-Oh, yeah?
-Roll me a joint, Lucio.
So, any progress with the studio?
I need that business up and running
in a week.
I must clean some dough, Charly.
Relax, it's all ready.
We just need to issue a press release.
Are you getting lippy with me?
You owe me.
You are who you are because I made you.
Because of what I did to Yummy.
Come on... You mean Yeimy.
You have one week to open that studio.
Relax. I know what I have to do.
-Now, tell me where Mom is instead.
-Home. Where else would she be?
You're such an awful son, aren't you?
Ungrateful bastard.
That woman's sad because you forgot
where you came from.
You left and never came back.
-What about my brother?
-That lowlife is worse than you.
He's out all day.
I don't even know what he does.
-I won the lottery with you two, I...
-Hey!
You're in a bad mood today, uncle.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
See you.
Boss...
This stinks.
It smells like a dirty rag. Wash...
Hello!
Hey, Mom! How is it going?
Everything good?
-Oh, my love!
-My gorgeous mother.
Look what I brought you.
Oh, thank you, sweetie!
What is this? Puerto Rican taffy?
-For you.
-Thank you, my love.
-Take this and place it on the counter.
-Yes, ma'am.
-Look at you! You're so handsome!
-Don't exaggerate.
It's not like we spent ages
without seeing each other.
You seem to have forgotten me.
All your focus is on your concerts now...
Stop talking nonsense.
I instant message you every day.
If I don't send you pictures of me,
I send you some with Vanessa.
But I'm always texting you.
Hey, this house is very beautiful.
Besides, I'm moving back to Medellin.
Is that great or what?
Fine, sweetie. Let's not argue over this.
You just landed.
You are right. Anyway, uncle Manín...
-doesn't stop by often, does he?
-No. You know he can't.
And what about Erik?
What's he been up to?
Erik? Uh... I mean...
What can I say about Erik?
Well, nothing, really.
Everything is a mystery with that boy.
That's what you get
when you pick up strays.
-Those orphans always have defects.
-Oh, don't be mean!
How can you say such an awful thing?
What? He knows very well he is adopted.
What's the problem?
Okay, fine. I was just kidding.
Well, don't. You should know...
Erik arrived just when you left
for Puerto Rico.
His companionship has been
a valuable constant in my life.
And I do love him
the same as if I had given birth to him.
It's just that some people change too much
over the years.
Well, I haven't changed.
Look at me. I am still handsome.
-You're gorgeous.
-Hey, Mom. What's the maid's name?
-Fernanda.
-Fernanda?
Fernanda!
Come on now! Aren't you going to offer me
an arepa con queso?
-Of course, sir, right away.
-Well, go, then.
Ma'am, may I ask the young man
for his autograph?
Bye. Talk to you later.
I'll leave you to your things.
Hey, come here.
What's the matter?
Besides thinking about your business,
have you ever stopped to think
where you are going with me?
What do you mean?
Look, I don't want to pick a fight,
but we've been together for years now
and I feel like we are stuck
in the same place.
I love you with all my heart.
You know I do.
I see myself spending
the rest of my life with you.
But is that what you want as well?
-Hey, don't go. Come here, baby.
-I'll talk to you later.
Never give up, right?
That's what I'm talking about.
-The lovelorn friend.
-Oh, man! New letter from Shakespeare.
Do you see that, Lola?
One more for the collection
of unopened letters.
Aren't you even a little bit curious
to read what he writes to you?
-What he wants to say to you?
-No.
Juancho writes to a Yeimy
that no longer exists.
That Yeimy died a long time ago.
-Okay, let's go then. One more round.
-You got it.
Hey, don't push yourself too hard.
-One...
-Two...
Wasn't Cata staying over?
Did you have a fight?
-Someone's been eavesdropping.
-Leave them. Ruby's coming over.
That works for me.
I have to go study.
-Bye, sis.
-Bye.
-Take care. See you later.
-Bye, Juanchito.
-Did you hear me?
-What?
Are you honestly going to let
a woman like Cata go
because you are too busy
thinking about Yeimy's ghost?
Okay.
What movies have you been watching?
I know you like the back of my hand.
You cannot fool me.
It's been many years, Juancho.
-I hate seeing you like this.
-Like what?
Busy?
Focused on my job?
Are you going to keep pretending?
I know you still write letters to Yeimy
hoping she'll reply.
Okay, listen.
I am a grown man, beautiful.
I can write letters to whomever I want.
Have you been checking up on me?
I'm just... Okay, listen.
You already took care of both of us.
Now it's time to focus on yourself.
You can form the family you always wanted
with Cata.
Yeimy has chosen a path away from you.
You told me once
that she asked you to forget about her.
All right, it's getting late.
You're too young to understand, okay?
-Bye.
-I love you. I mean well!
Mateo would be 17 years old today.
This might not be
the best consolation, but...
Your baby is a little angel,
and he's looking after you from heaven,
just like your grandma.
Not a single day goes by
that I don't think about them.
But today is one day less.
One day less to make Charly pay
for everything he did to me.
I live dreaming of your eyes
I can't wait to see you grow up
I want to hold you in my arms
Love you with everything that I am
Listen to you breathe
Hold your hands in mine
Look after you always
'Cause by your side I'll always be
Each dream that you have I will guard
Together we will survive this
You won't pay for my demise
I want you to never feel my fears
Because, yes, sometimes it hurts me
But your little heart will stay in mine
DAYS LATER...
-More corn, baby?
-No.
-It's delicious.
-I know. Hey, man, more meat.
Erik is a bastard, isn't he?
He won't even show his face.
Just like you.
-In more ways than one.
-He is, isn't he?
That kid looks too much like me,
don't you think?
That adoption story smells fishy.
-What are you saying?
-Well, it wouldn't surprise me if...
my mom...
met some married guy who tapped her,
got her pregnant,
and then left her with the kid.
So she came up with that adoption story.
No.
Right, because Manín would have been okay
with your mom doing that.
Manín likes to play dumb sometimes.
So what? She kept her pregnancy
from everyone?
Come on, baby.
The dates seem to match.
-So, what, Erik is your brother?
-Half-brother.
Who knows what kind of drunkard
his father is.
Still, it doesn't matter
where he came from or where he'll go.
-Frankly, it matters little to me.
-No, sure, same here.
In any case...
-It's best we keep it quiet, baby.
-As usual, honey.
What's up, babe?
-How are you, beautiful?
-Love!
-I'm good.
-My goodness, who is this gorgeous beauty?
No!
No, it can't possibly be...
Look at you! You're all grown up.
You are such a beautiful young lady.
-My goodness!
-This is my husband, Manín.
You've seen him in photos.
Ah, come give me a hug, niece.
After all, we're the same flesh and blood.
Hey, nephew!
Nice young lady you made.
-She looks just like me, doesn't she?
-You wish.
Yeah, you wish.
Did I contribute nothing?
-I didn't think you'd make it.
-I can make anything possible, bro.
But enough chit-chat!
Time to celebrate! Let's cut the cake
and sing "Happy Birthday,"
because I don't have much time.
-Then you go ahead.
-Where's Erik?
-Where is he? I brought him a present.
-He's not here. I think he stood us up.
-What? Where is he?
-Oh my God, what a beautiful horse!
-Grandma!
-You've outdone yourself, uncle.
Okay, but let's start now.
Let's keep going!
He should be here any minute.
Let's have a drink, okay?
-Where is Erik, man?
-You know how kids are today.
-Pick your poison. Guaro? Whisky?
-You know I'm a guaro guy.
Let's drink, then.
-Ha! That's what you get for showing off.
-Hey, guys.
Hey, Erik! What's up? All good?
Hey, Pite! Give me some playback,
I have a new song.
I have just the one you need here, man.
-It's a new one.
-Let's see.
Go.
Yo
Odd dog out, that's what I call myself
I'm used to being a stranger in my family
Adopted
Rejected
Yo
My family is weirder than The Simpsons
I am Ligia's son
But there's no connection
My dad is a specter
Who appears on the mirror
Yo
And my brother, Charlie Flow?
He's a great hedonist
That's why you always see him
In a magazine
Yo
This right here is my improv song
The odd dog out barks out
No beatbox
This right here is my song
The proud adopted dog
Who wags his tail
Not to be neutered
By this society of complete illiterates
Who with no thought
Bites off anyone who feels different
That was awesome, bro!
What's going on?
Too much blue force around.
We need to go.
-Oh, for Christ's sake...
-Everyone beat it now.
Ligia.
Tell Erik he just won the lottery with me.
He did it
because you always stand him up, too.
He took a page out of your book.
Don't be stupid, Ligia.
We barely see you! And when we do,
it's for just a few minutes.
What do you want?
Do you want me to stay and get caught?
This is all your fault.
You coddled that stupid idiot too much.
Oh, did I?
I am a bad mother now?
You brought him to me one night
and I asked nothing.
I did the best that I could.
I brought him to you
because I wanted a son who acted like me,
not a dancing queen like Charly.
Right. He acts so much like you.
You're like oil and water.
You think I can't raise him
in my image and likeness? You doubt me?
Let's go, Lucio.
This way.
Father, I am very ashamed to say
what I am about to say, but...
I really need to talk to someone.
I don't know where my husband found
the baby I am raising.
Do you see my anguish?
Sometimes I look at him
and he looks so much like my son, Charly.
I can't help but feel he's my blood too.
Why does that cause such anguish?
Because he looks too much like my son.
Because...
I don't know...
if maybe that child is his.
And your son doesn't know, does he?
No. He moved to Puerto Rico
to build a new life there, you know?
I don't even know how to tell him this.
And we wanted to have children
of our own.
But we haven't been able to.
It just hasn't happened.
-But...
-Ligia.
What is it that causes you such anguish?
I adore that baby, Father.
I am terrified
someone might take him from me.
I don't know if I should say something
or stay quiet or...
I don't know what to do.
I can only tell you this:
God sees and forgives everything.
But what matters the most is
that you forgive yourself
if you make the decision
to not reveal your doubts and fears.
Montoya, you have a visitor.
-Me? No one ever comes to visit me.
-How should I know?
Move.
DEA Special Agent Ben Rizzo.
Have a seat.
Yes, I know you are a DEA agent,
I saw you on TV.
I have a great memory,
especially when recalling things
I should forget in order to stay sane.
That works great
for what I came to tell you.
I've spent years conducting
an investigation
on Colombian drug mules
who come from Medellin.
So? I mean...
I am one of many. Why me?
What makes me so special?
Here... Your entire story is right here.
You've spent 17 years here.
First you said you had no idea
how those drugs got into your luggage.
Nor did you want to accuse anyone
of having planted them there.
is that ten months later...
your statement was entirely different.
And I quote...
"It was Charly Cruz,
a friend from the commune,
who played me like a fool
and took advantage of the fact
that I was in love with him
to set me up
and give me that bag full of drugs."
This Charly that you mentioned is
the nephew of Dúver Cruz, aka Manín,
who is one of the most important
drug lords in the world today.
Yes, but I swear that I did not know then
what that man really did.
And much less,
that Charly was such a fraud.
It's okay.
So?
It's been 17 years.
Why did you make me relive all this?
Because I am collecting evidence
to put that criminal behind bars for life.
Since you had a relationship
with his nephew,
I think that's our key
to finally capturing Manín.
No, I don't have any kind of relationship
with Charly.
It's okay.
Do you honestly expect me to call him...
What I need you to do is something
entirely different.
You have five years,
three months,
and three days
until you're free again, am I right?
But if you accept what I came to propose,
you could be free now.
I say, shiver 'cause now the queen is here
As soon I can,
my revenge you will feel
You are so dumb you thought I was dead
No one will save you
I'm here to make you pay
From behind those bars
I kept thinking of you
And often I would dream of having you
'Cause love took everything
from me
Now I’m Phoenix reborn,
here to make you weep
Oh
I swear it to you, bastard
I will see you weep
Subtitle translation by: Isanie Pino
This is a work of fiction.
All characters, stories, and events in it
are products of the author's imagination.
Any resemblance to real persons, events
or businesses is purely coincidental.
Tell me why after such a long time
You reveal this dark reality to me
I want to know what you felt
When you did it
You didn't mind pulling the trigger
You felt nothing
When I finally saw you
I felt so disappointed
It shattered my soul in pieces
You killed me as well
My dreams tumbled down when I saw
You weren't who I thought you were
So many precious moments
Turned to nothing, disappeared
You disappointed me
I lost you in a second
I will no longer look at you without fear
Now I know you are not for me
I was blind and failed to see you
Now I know who you are
You cannot hide anymore
Charly Cruz.
Come this way.
The anguish of someone
Who is gone because of you
Thoughtless and loveless
It seems to matter little to you
You just make your own way
Stepping over everyone else
I feel that fear deep inside me
It seeps into my bones
You turned into a monster
You feel nothing
Nothing you say to me will redeem you
You're dead to me
WEEKS LATER...
When are you going to stop pretending
you don't know?
What are you talking about, Manín?
I've spent so many years...
so many years feeling this way.
You know it.
Don't play dumb.
You have noticed.
I am so in love with you.
I've spent so many years
loving you in silence,
falling deeper every day.
-Don't say that. It is wrong.
-Come here.
Why is it wrong?
-Why?
-You know why.
-What?
-You know why.
Well, you and my brother Alcides
used to be together.
But he isn't here anymore.
I am.
I've cared for you, I've protected you.
I have provided for you.
I've waited for you all these years
because I'm dying for you.
I'm dying for you.
You fascinate me. You drive me crazy.
Fine. If you don't want me,
I'll understand, I'll leave you alone.
Because your indecision kills me more
each goddamned day.
Manín.
If we want to make more money,
we need to take the next step, bro.
Which is...?
-Bring in international artists.
-Right!
Guys who are very good,
but who aren't too famous.
Or it'll cost us an arm and a leg.
Right on.
Do you have someone in mind?
-Charly.
-No.
Don't give me that face, man.
Look at the big picture,
think with the business in mind.
The man is a hit. Am I wrong?
He was born here in San Félix, am I wrong?
You know I'm not.
Won't people pay to see him?
And who will get all that money?
Hey, if it isn't old man Juancho,
as responsible as ever.
Look, man.
Just cut to the chase, okay?
El Búho and I will organize that concert
at the main park.
Hey, don't use that tone with me.
A bit more respect for your guest artist.
Do you think a rat deserves respect?
What did you think?
That you could just steal Yeimy's song?
She gave me that song
when we slept together, man.
It hurts you, doesn't it?
Of course it does.
Since you're stuck like a fool
in the friendzone...
Suck it up, brother.
That's how life is.
I have always been two steps ahead of you.
-And that's how it'll always be.
-Oh, yeah?
Well, now you'll be two steps back.
-Yeah? Prove it then.
-You are a rat!
Hey, break it up, guys!
Calm down.
Don't we have a business to run?
And you a reputation to maintain?
Yes, but I have
more important things to do
than breaking this idiot's nose.
-Can't you see he's a fraud?
-Come on...
-That hit song was written by Yeimy.
-Can you prove it?
If you can prove it, sue him.
Otherwise...
You know what? Let's go.
We have a business to run.
"My little fish...
Writing to you is no trouble at all.
I struggle more with knowing
this will reach you so far away,
in a place where I know you don't belong.
Because you are a good person...
who made a mistake...
that I still cannot believe.
Don't ever forget
that you have a faithful friend here,
someone who will wait
for you to come back.
When you feel sad,
remember your fish is here for you...
and think that even in the darkest nights,
one light can shine."
What's the matter?
Nothing.
It's my friend Juancho, he...
He sent me this letter.
Don't be silly! He's crazy about you!
It's great that he still thinks of you.
No, Taina...
It's...
It's better that he doesn't.
Don't you see?
He doesn't deserve this.
He doesn't deserve
to be so worried and sad.
Besides,
he already has enough problems.
And as tough as it is for me to say...
I will stop reading these letters.
Because what's the point in having hope
if living with hope
just kills you little by little?
It's for the best, right?
It's okay. I'm here.
Taina...
A FEW MONTHS LATER...
No. Take him away.
I don't want to see him.
I live dreaming of your eyes
I can't wait to see you grow up
I want to hold you in my arms
Love you with everything that I am
Hi.
Hold your hands in mine
You're beautiful.
You look like your grandpa.
You have his eyes.
This part right here?
It resembles your grandma, Manuela.
And those gorgeous eyebrows,
they look like your great grandma's,
Clemenza.
For all of eternity, we will be one
The same beat will always drive our hearts
My mita was right.
You are my strength.
My gift full of light.
It's okay.
God's will is wise.
If we cannot have children,
it must be because that's for the best.
What are you saying, honey?
Children are what make a family.
And I want an heir by my side
to teach about life,
so that he learns by my side.
Pray as many rosaries as you like
or go see a witch,
but if I don't get pregnant,
what can we do, honey?
I mean, I don't understand the fuss.
Children only bring more worries.
Take Charly. He went away
and he doesn't even write or call.
-Yeah, but I want to feel those worries.
-And what am I supposed to do?
Because we have tried everything
and nothing happens.
But why must you react like this?
Because I'm tired of you looking at me
with reproach.
It's just that...
Well, if one thing's true,
it's that if we can't have children...
I am not the one to blame.
Oh, I see.
His name is Mateo.
I liked it because...
it means "gift from God."
And this gorgeous bundle is just that.
Thank you for looking after him, mita.
Why do you thank me?
You made me the happiest woman
in the world
when you told me
you weren't giving him away,
and that you had chosen me
to help you raise him.
Be sure to take good care of him, mita.
Of course I will take good care of him
for you, sweetie. Of course I will.
And he'll be waiting for you out there
in the future.
And, God willing, so will I, darling.
I know you will.
Look, I'll be on my best behavior.
I will get them to reduce my sentence.
I swear to you, mita,
as God is my witness,
as soon as I get out of here,
the three of us will live
a very nice life, okay?
I have been thinking things through and...
What you said to me about hate
and everything? You are right.
Now the only thing I should focus on is...
this gorgeous little bundle
that fills my soul with joy.
And on you, because you're both my life
and my strength to survive this place.
Oh, sweetie.
Listen to me carefully though, mita.
As soon as you get to the commune,
you get out of there.
You pack your things and go.
Be careful, though.
Charly and his family mustn't know
that Mateo exists.
Of course not, sweetie.
How can you even ask?
I already spoke with my friend, Inés.
She lives in Cali. She's waiting for me.
And we will both be waiting for you there.
Very soon, sweetie.
I can't wait.
Okay, Montoya. Time's up.
-Let's go.
-It's okay.
-Bye, sweetie.
-Move!
-Bye, my love.
-Say goodbye to Mom.
Say goodbye to Mom.
Bye, sweetie.
What? Yeimy had a child?
And why didn't you tell me,
you stupid idiot?
I am sorry, boss.
I didn't think it was important.
Yeimy was already pregnant
when she came here.
Do you remember when I told you
that girl was in love with me?
Turns out she was a virgin.
Where is the child?
Her grandma came to see her
and she asked her to take him
and raise him in Medellin.
They're here. Go!
What is it, baby?
One sec, don Alfonso! He's giving us
a ride. I am almost done packing.
How are you, Mrs. Carmencita?
Don't tell me you're leaving
a place where you're so loved.
I am very displeased with you, ma'am.
Why didn't you tell me I had family here?
What are you talking about?
Why don't you leave?
He's my own flesh and blood.
No one can deny me that.
What is it that you want?
Calm down. No need to overreact.
Carrancho, go outside.
-Sir...
-Go outside, man.
Calm down, Mrs. Carmencita.
It's not like the world is ending.
I just want to make sure
he never wants for anything.
That's why I'll raise him.
No, sir. You're not getting past me!
You must think of his future.
Yeimy is going to rot in jail.
And you're no schoolgirl.
You're an old woman!
Something might happen to you.
And then who's going to take care
of this baby?
What are you talking about?
Why don't you go away?
Didn't your nephew abandon my Yeimy?
He will care even less about the child.
Because he sent you, didn't he?
Make no mistake, ma'am.
I take orders from no one.
Now I get why
Manuela and Genaro were so stubborn.
They learned it
from the pigheaded master herself.
What are you saying?
That I had to pop a cap in their heads
for being a pair of stubborn mules.
Just like you are, ma'am.
-Carrancho! Come here!
-Right away, sir.
Hello, you beautiful thing.
Hello, my sweetest boy.
Hello.
Hi.
-Let's burn this dump down and go.
-You got it, boss.
You beautiful thing...
I have gasoline right here, sir.
I'm afraid I have bad news, Miss Montoya.
There was an accident.
Your grandmother's house burned down.
Unfortunately,
both her and your son perished.
As per the report, the accident was caused
by a gas cylinder explosion.
This is the official report.
17 YEARS LATER...
This is the story I have come here to tell
The story of a false man
And his deadly lie
Yeimy...
Yeimy...
And in this dark reality
I ended up behind bars
Hey, I'm talking to you!
Are you going to sing the new song to me
or not?
My soul has been filled
With a bitter loneliness
And only vengeance
And seeing you in pain
Drive each thought in my head
Blood in my eyes from so many tears
It's the withering look
That you'll never forget
And once you fall wounded
Forgiveness, you'll beg
Only in the end will my soul rest
Why aren't you single?
When I need you to want me
The one you're with
neglects you
He neglects you
While I wait for you right here
SECURITY
Bye, princess.
-Charly, can you...?
-We'll do a Q&A session later, okay, babe?
-Hey, gorgeous.
-Hey.
-All set?
-All set, my dear.
-That's how I like it.
-Come, honey.
-And you! Don't you have a cell phone?
-I only have a radio!
All right! Good morning.
Good morning.
Thank you for being here, everyone.
Here I am. How may I be of service?
Charly, how does it feel being back home
to launch your new recording studio?
It's freaking sick, man.
No, seriously, I am very happy to be here
in my hometown, in my neighborhood.
I want everyone here to know
that Excelsior Studios won't just be
where I will be recording my new songs,
but we will also promote
emerging talent.
Talent from the 'hood!
Ain't that right?
We have a lot of new talent
to discover here.
Charly, did you come alone
or did you also bring your family?
I don't go anywhere
without my favorite fans, bro.
You can see my wife and daughter are here.
I love them with all my heart and soul.
What can you tell us
about the barrage of criticism
that you are facing right now?
Criticism?
I only receive
kisses and compliments, princess.
Yes, except for your last two records,
which haven't exactly been well-received.
People say your lyrics no longer have
the charm
or the quality they had before.
This is the first time I've heard of this.
You might say that, gorgeous.
But you know what?
I think my fans here believe
the opposite is true. Am I right or what?
Am I right? I can't hear you.
Charly!
But don't you worry. You will fall again
for Charlie Flow. I can promise you that.
Thank you all for coming.
No more questions.
-Who is that woman?
-No idea.
Thank you kindly, everyone.
Thanks for everything.
Take it easy.
That body of yours couldn't be more toned.
Just let me push a bit more
than the last time.
Yeimy...
Check this out.
Page 25. Your little friend.
CHARLY IS LOSING HIS FLOW
This bastard made it big
with the lyrics he stole from me.
I doubt he does too bad with the new ones.
Thank you, Lolita.
Did you read what that journalist wrote?
Charlie is... crashing, sister.
What this son of a bitch truly deserves...
is to end up on the ground,
totally destroyed,
and having lost what he loves the most.
CHARLY IS LOSING HIS FLOW
Why aren't you single?
When I need you to want me
The one you're with
neglects you
He neglects you
While I wait for you right here
You keep saying you want nothing from me
And I keep waiting for you right here
Come on, kiss me, you will like that
Your indifference
will make me die
Sorry...
"Charly is losing his flow."
"It was evident he was performing
with a playback."
-What's all this commotion, baby?
-It's nothing. Go back to bed.
-Tell me why you're throwing things.
-Leave me alone. Stay out of this.
Are you drinking again?
I told you to stay out of this.
Leave me alone.
Blood in my eyes from so many tears
It's the withering look
That you'll never forget
And once you fall wounded
Forgiveness, you'll beg
Only in the end will my soul rest
Shiver 'cause now your predator's here
You stole every illusion from me
Betrayal is all your mind knows
You are the snake that poisoned my soul
I bring you sweet nothings
The same ones you used
In your performance
Of a loving man
Gentle and honest
That only existed in your twisted mind
Oh
That only existed in your twisted mind
Oh
-And that's it. I think that one's done.
-It is.
There's your song, Charly Flow.
What's up? How are you?
Hello. How are you doing?
If that kid keeps smiling
at everyone she sees,
someone's gonna bump her donut.
Hey, what's up?
How are you doing?
-Hey, kid!
-How are you?
Come here.
What's up, gals?
-Natali de Pereira. Nice to meet you.
-Natali de Pereira!
Can you tell us how you earned your ticket
to get in here,
Natali de Pereira?
Aw, they caught me smuggling drugs.
But, you know what? I was a beauty queen.
I was the queen of...
Hey, shh!
Even though the authorities
have yet to issue an official report,
it is suspected
that the seized cargo was shipped
by one of the most wanted capos today,
Dúver Cruz, aka "El loco Manín,"
who we see in the picture on screen.
The aforementioned drug lord...
See, Taina? Another shipment gets busted
and yet no one is able to catch that man.
What's up, Carrancho? The boss is here.
What's new, boss?
Hey, what's up, uncle?
Everything okay?
Okay? Okay my ass!
Everything is a mess right now.
Bloody feds keep snooping around my merch.
Can you believe they seized
another shipment?
-Oh, yeah?
-Roll me a joint, Lucio.
So, any progress with the studio?
I need that business up and running
in a week.
I must clean some dough, Charly.
Relax, it's all ready.
We just need to issue a press release.
Are you getting lippy with me?
You owe me.
You are who you are because I made you.
Because of what I did to Yummy.
Come on... You mean Yeimy.
You have one week to open that studio.
Relax. I know what I have to do.
-Now, tell me where Mom is instead.
-Home. Where else would she be?
You're such an awful son, aren't you?
Ungrateful bastard.
That woman's sad because you forgot
where you came from.
You left and never came back.
-What about my brother?
-That lowlife is worse than you.
He's out all day.
I don't even know what he does.
-I won the lottery with you two, I...
-Hey!
You're in a bad mood today, uncle.
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
See you.
Boss...
This stinks.
It smells like a dirty rag. Wash...
Hello!
Hey, Mom! How is it going?
Everything good?
-Oh, my love!
-My gorgeous mother.
Look what I brought you.
Oh, thank you, sweetie!
What is this? Puerto Rican taffy?
-For you.
-Thank you, my love.
-Take this and place it on the counter.
-Yes, ma'am.
-Look at you! You're so handsome!
-Don't exaggerate.
It's not like we spent ages
without seeing each other.
You seem to have forgotten me.
All your focus is on your concerts now...
Stop talking nonsense.
I instant message you every day.
If I don't send you pictures of me,
I send you some with Vanessa.
But I'm always texting you.
Hey, this house is very beautiful.
Besides, I'm moving back to Medellin.
Is that great or what?
Fine, sweetie. Let's not argue over this.
You just landed.
You are right. Anyway, uncle Manín...
-doesn't stop by often, does he?
-No. You know he can't.
And what about Erik?
What's he been up to?
Erik? Uh... I mean...
What can I say about Erik?
Well, nothing, really.
Everything is a mystery with that boy.
That's what you get
when you pick up strays.
-Those orphans always have defects.
-Oh, don't be mean!
How can you say such an awful thing?
What? He knows very well he is adopted.
What's the problem?
Okay, fine. I was just kidding.
Well, don't. You should know...
Erik arrived just when you left
for Puerto Rico.
His companionship has been
a valuable constant in my life.
And I do love him
the same as if I had given birth to him.
It's just that some people change too much
over the years.
Well, I haven't changed.
Look at me. I am still handsome.
-You're gorgeous.
-Hey, Mom. What's the maid's name?
-Fernanda.
-Fernanda?
Fernanda!
Come on now! Aren't you going to offer me
an arepa con queso?
-Of course, sir, right away.
-Well, go, then.
Ma'am, may I ask the young man
for his autograph?
Bye. Talk to you later.
I'll leave you to your things.
Hey, come here.
What's the matter?
Besides thinking about your business,
have you ever stopped to think
where you are going with me?
What do you mean?
Look, I don't want to pick a fight,
but we've been together for years now
and I feel like we are stuck
in the same place.
I love you with all my heart.
You know I do.
I see myself spending
the rest of my life with you.
But is that what you want as well?
-Hey, don't go. Come here, baby.
-I'll talk to you later.
Never give up, right?
That's what I'm talking about.
-The lovelorn friend.
-Oh, man! New letter from Shakespeare.
Do you see that, Lola?
One more for the collection
of unopened letters.
Aren't you even a little bit curious
to read what he writes to you?
-What he wants to say to you?
-No.
Juancho writes to a Yeimy
that no longer exists.
That Yeimy died a long time ago.
-Okay, let's go then. One more round.
-You got it.
Hey, don't push yourself too hard.
-One...
-Two...
Wasn't Cata staying over?
Did you have a fight?
-Someone's been eavesdropping.
-Leave them. Ruby's coming over.
That works for me.
I have to go study.
-Bye, sis.
-Bye.
-Take care. See you later.
-Bye, Juanchito.
-Did you hear me?
-What?
Are you honestly going to let
a woman like Cata go
because you are too busy
thinking about Yeimy's ghost?
Okay.
What movies have you been watching?
I know you like the back of my hand.
You cannot fool me.
It's been many years, Juancho.
-I hate seeing you like this.
-Like what?
Busy?
Focused on my job?
Are you going to keep pretending?
I know you still write letters to Yeimy
hoping she'll reply.
Okay, listen.
I am a grown man, beautiful.
I can write letters to whomever I want.
Have you been checking up on me?
I'm just... Okay, listen.
You already took care of both of us.
Now it's time to focus on yourself.
You can form the family you always wanted
with Cata.
Yeimy has chosen a path away from you.
You told me once
that she asked you to forget about her.
All right, it's getting late.
You're too young to understand, okay?
-Bye.
-I love you. I mean well!
Mateo would be 17 years old today.
This might not be
the best consolation, but...
Your baby is a little angel,
and he's looking after you from heaven,
just like your grandma.
Not a single day goes by
that I don't think about them.
But today is one day less.
One day less to make Charly pay
for everything he did to me.
I live dreaming of your eyes
I can't wait to see you grow up
I want to hold you in my arms
Love you with everything that I am
Listen to you breathe
Hold your hands in mine
Look after you always
'Cause by your side I'll always be
Each dream that you have I will guard
Together we will survive this
You won't pay for my demise
I want you to never feel my fears
Because, yes, sometimes it hurts me
But your little heart will stay in mine
DAYS LATER...
-More corn, baby?
-No.
-It's delicious.
-I know. Hey, man, more meat.
Erik is a bastard, isn't he?
He won't even show his face.
Just like you.
-In more ways than one.
-He is, isn't he?
That kid looks too much like me,
don't you think?
That adoption story smells fishy.
-What are you saying?
-Well, it wouldn't surprise me if...
my mom...
met some married guy who tapped her,
got her pregnant,
and then left her with the kid.
So she came up with that adoption story.
No.
Right, because Manín would have been okay
with your mom doing that.
Manín likes to play dumb sometimes.
So what? She kept her pregnancy
from everyone?
Come on, baby.
The dates seem to match.
-So, what, Erik is your brother?
-Half-brother.
Who knows what kind of drunkard
his father is.
Still, it doesn't matter
where he came from or where he'll go.
-Frankly, it matters little to me.
-No, sure, same here.
In any case...
-It's best we keep it quiet, baby.
-As usual, honey.
What's up, babe?
-How are you, beautiful?
-Love!
-I'm good.
-My goodness, who is this gorgeous beauty?
No!
No, it can't possibly be...
Look at you! You're all grown up.
You are such a beautiful young lady.
-My goodness!
-This is my husband, Manín.
You've seen him in photos.
Ah, come give me a hug, niece.
After all, we're the same flesh and blood.
Hey, nephew!
Nice young lady you made.
-She looks just like me, doesn't she?
-You wish.
Yeah, you wish.
Did I contribute nothing?
-I didn't think you'd make it.
-I can make anything possible, bro.
But enough chit-chat!
Time to celebrate! Let's cut the cake
and sing "Happy Birthday,"
because I don't have much time.
-Then you go ahead.
-Where's Erik?
-Where is he? I brought him a present.
-He's not here. I think he stood us up.
-What? Where is he?
-Oh my God, what a beautiful horse!
-Grandma!
-You've outdone yourself, uncle.
Okay, but let's start now.
Let's keep going!
He should be here any minute.
Let's have a drink, okay?
-Where is Erik, man?
-You know how kids are today.
-Pick your poison. Guaro? Whisky?
-You know I'm a guaro guy.
Let's drink, then.
-Ha! That's what you get for showing off.
-Hey, guys.
Hey, Erik! What's up? All good?
Hey, Pite! Give me some playback,
I have a new song.
I have just the one you need here, man.
-It's a new one.
-Let's see.
Go.
Yo
Odd dog out, that's what I call myself
I'm used to being a stranger in my family
Adopted
Rejected
Yo
My family is weirder than The Simpsons
I am Ligia's son
But there's no connection
My dad is a specter
Who appears on the mirror
Yo
And my brother, Charlie Flow?
He's a great hedonist
That's why you always see him
In a magazine
Yo
This right here is my improv song
The odd dog out barks out
No beatbox
This right here is my song
The proud adopted dog
Who wags his tail
Not to be neutered
By this society of complete illiterates
Who with no thought
Bites off anyone who feels different
That was awesome, bro!
What's going on?
Too much blue force around.
We need to go.
-Oh, for Christ's sake...
-Everyone beat it now.
Ligia.
Tell Erik he just won the lottery with me.
He did it
because you always stand him up, too.
He took a page out of your book.
Don't be stupid, Ligia.
We barely see you! And when we do,
it's for just a few minutes.
What do you want?
Do you want me to stay and get caught?
This is all your fault.
You coddled that stupid idiot too much.
Oh, did I?
I am a bad mother now?
You brought him to me one night
and I asked nothing.
I did the best that I could.
I brought him to you
because I wanted a son who acted like me,
not a dancing queen like Charly.
Right. He acts so much like you.
You're like oil and water.
You think I can't raise him
in my image and likeness? You doubt me?
Let's go, Lucio.
This way.
Father, I am very ashamed to say
what I am about to say, but...
I really need to talk to someone.
I don't know where my husband found
the baby I am raising.
Do you see my anguish?
Sometimes I look at him
and he looks so much like my son, Charly.
I can't help but feel he's my blood too.
Why does that cause such anguish?
Because he looks too much like my son.
Because...
I don't know...
if maybe that child is his.
And your son doesn't know, does he?
No. He moved to Puerto Rico
to build a new life there, you know?
I don't even know how to tell him this.
And we wanted to have children
of our own.
But we haven't been able to.
It just hasn't happened.
-But...
-Ligia.
What is it that causes you such anguish?
I adore that baby, Father.
I am terrified
someone might take him from me.
I don't know if I should say something
or stay quiet or...
I don't know what to do.
I can only tell you this:
God sees and forgives everything.
But what matters the most is
that you forgive yourself
if you make the decision
to not reveal your doubts and fears.
Montoya, you have a visitor.
-Me? No one ever comes to visit me.
-How should I know?
Move.
DEA Special Agent Ben Rizzo.
Have a seat.
Yes, I know you are a DEA agent,
I saw you on TV.
I have a great memory,
especially when recalling things
I should forget in order to stay sane.
That works great
for what I came to tell you.
I've spent years conducting
an investigation
on Colombian drug mules
who come from Medellin.
So? I mean...
I am one of many. Why me?
What makes me so special?
Here... Your entire story is right here.
You've spent 17 years here.
First you said you had no idea
how those drugs got into your luggage.
Nor did you want to accuse anyone
of having planted them there.
is that ten months later...
your statement was entirely different.
And I quote...
"It was Charly Cruz,
a friend from the commune,
who played me like a fool
and took advantage of the fact
that I was in love with him
to set me up
and give me that bag full of drugs."
This Charly that you mentioned is
the nephew of Dúver Cruz, aka Manín,
who is one of the most important
drug lords in the world today.
Yes, but I swear that I did not know then
what that man really did.
And much less,
that Charly was such a fraud.
It's okay.
So?
It's been 17 years.
Why did you make me relive all this?
Because I am collecting evidence
to put that criminal behind bars for life.
Since you had a relationship
with his nephew,
I think that's our key
to finally capturing Manín.
No, I don't have any kind of relationship
with Charly.
It's okay.
Do you honestly expect me to call him...
What I need you to do is something
entirely different.
You have five years,
three months,
and three days
until you're free again, am I right?
But if you accept what I came to propose,
you could be free now.
I say, shiver 'cause now the queen is here
As soon I can,
my revenge you will feel
You are so dumb you thought I was dead
No one will save you
I'm here to make you pay
From behind those bars
I kept thinking of you
And often I would dream of having you
'Cause love took everything
from me
Now I’m Phoenix reborn,
here to make you weep
Oh
I swear it to you, bastard
I will see you weep
Subtitle translation by: Isanie Pino