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[Growling]
- Jimena.
Jimena, honey, what's wrong? Berta!
- Juan David, honey.
- Hey, beautiful. I want to see you.
I want to talk to you.
- I don't see why not.
- Something weird must've happened last night.
- Yes, honey.
- You were very nervous, remember?
- I'm not crazy, Oscar. - No one is saying...
Hey, no one's calling you crazy, honey.
- Did you hurt my friend Jimena?
- Come here!
Come on! What?
Why are you so worried about that woman?
Why do you think I hurt her last night?
- Don't talk to me. - Jimena.
- No, no! - Jimena!
- Your father called me early this morning.
He's back from a lengthy trip
and he's going to handle all unfinished business.
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- Won't you come shopping with me?
- I'd love to go, but I have a prior engagement.
- Did Gunter tell you the news about your father?
- Yes, he said he's back from his trip.
- He didn't say anything worrisome?
- No. Did he tell you anything?
- Yes.
He said your father was back with the intention
of readdressing the situation with us.
That was a laconic and threatening message,
wouldn't you agree?
- I don't know what he's thinking
or what he means by "readdressing the situation."
- I know exactly what he means
and that's why I need to know if you'll side with me
to face what's coming, Muriel.
- You sound like he's about to declare war on us.
- That's what he intends to do.
Muriel, if we don't join forces,
your father will ruin our lives.
- You're exaggerating, Mom. We need to hear him out.
He has rights and so do we.
- You father couldn't care less about our rights.
Good God, don't be so naïve. It's like you don't know him.
- I probably don't know him as well as you,
but I'm not afraid of him.
I am his daughter, not his puppet.
Besides, I'm not a child anymore.
- You sound like a child.
The blow Samuel will deal you will leave you shaking
when you wake up to the truth.
If you don't side with me,
you'll be lost, Muriel.
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- Gabriela, don't tell me Sarita isn't going to see me.
- Go on and talk to her. She's waiting for you.
- Are you serious?
Will you come with me? - No.
I've done enough by talking her into it.
- Okay.
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- How do you feel now, my dear Jimena?
- Better. A little sleepy, though.
Please don't take me back to the hospital.
- I'll try to make sure it doesn't come to that.
We'll run some tests to assess your situation, okay?
- Thank you.
- Her blood pressure is a tad high.
Given her symptoms, I'd say she's consumed a narcotic
or a similar substance.
- Could it get worse?
- No, but what does worry me
is that she was recently intoxicated by something similar
and this honestly isn't normal.
Let's run some tests and wait for the results.
We can talk more then. I'll get everything settled.
- Thank you so much. - Don't mention it.
It's my pleasure.
- Berta, walk him out.
Berta: Follow me. - Thank you.
- Thank you.
- You're worried, aren't you?
- Yes, of course I am.
More than worried,
I'm surprised by my mother's phoniness.
How can she keep something so important a secret
and dare to confront your family?
- Well, she told them about us
and said she was against our relationship.
I don't know, maybe she thought my family would side with her.
- And that's not the case? - No.
Honey, don't worry about my family.
We should worry about Rosario. She's the problem.
What worries me is that I think she's capable of anything.
- She is.
This is yours.
She gave it to me so I could return it to you.
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- Is that what you wanted to know?
If I'm using drugs?
- I know you're not, Jimena.
You wouldn't hurt yourself like that.
Honey, you've been very nervous with everything that's going on
and, in one way or another,
I feel partly responsible for that.
- Why do you say that?
- I am.
For instance, there's the situation
with the people living at the millhouse.
I won't do it. I won't kick them out.
I'm not like that, don't worry.
- I want to talk to them, Oscar. Come with me.
- Yes, we will, but right now you have to get better
and I have to get to work to handle a lot of problems.
Honey, I have to say this.
I have noticed that the situation with the millhouse
and the people there has made us argue more often.
That's not us.
I'll find a way to resolve that situation at once.
Come here and give me a kiss, babe.
- I love you.
- No, I'm fine. Thank you.
Aren't you going to put away your badge?
- When did she give this to you?
- Today.
She said you'd left it behind during one of your visits.
- That's a lie.
- Have you been with her after we got to know each other?
- What?
Why are you asking me that?
No.
Hey, babe, I haven't.
I've never been with her voluntarily.
Why don't you trust me?
- I trust you, but I don't trust my mother's intentions.
- I don't like what your mother is doing.
I don't like how she's trying to come between us.
I'm afraid she's capable of anything.
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- Hello, Sarita. How are you?
- I'm short on time. I'm listening.
- Hey, you don't have to be so cold towards me.
I know, I know I made a mistake and I'm here to apologize.
I should've asked for your permission,
especially if I was going to show up at that time.
I'm sorry.
- Yes, you need to call ahead next time.
You came across like a criminal.
- Sarita. - I'm serious, Demetrio.
Who would come here at midnight unannounced?
Gonzalo also told me that you were watching my daughter.
What do you want me to make of that? That's insane!
- Yes, you're right.
It's true. You're right.
Look, what I'm about to say is going to sound crazy,
but the reason why I was here
is because I was told my mother wasn't well last night.
She's dying.
What can I say? I thought of you.
You were the first person I thought of.
I needed someone to talk to, Sarita.
I can't always turn to your mother.
I figured that if I came over, we might run into each other.
- This isn't the time to discuss anything.
I'm not up for it, Demetrio.
- I know it's very hard for you to welcome a man into your life
and the last thing I want is to pressure you.
- This isn't about letting someone in or not.
I just don't get you, Demetrio. Your actions are disconcerting.
I don't know what to think.
- You're absolutely right.
I only ask you for a favor.
If we can't have anything serious,
will you at least consider meeting with me once in a while?
Maybe you'll change your mind in time.
- Fortunately, I'm not staying with Gabriela.
Otherwise, I would've died of a heart attack.
How can anyone house a man like Demetrio?
I don't like what I've heard from Dominga, Norma.
- Mr. Martin, don't tell me Dominga calls to gossip.
- I call her and she fills me in.
- Relax and finish your meal, old man.
Let's not talk about unpleasant topics.
- You're right, son.
Where's Juan David? I need to see him.
- He's been busy with work and running errands in San Marcos.
He's very busy.
- Why the long faces?
- Yes. What's wrong, you rascals?
You haven't said a word and you look like a pair of old asses.
- It's always something, isn't it, Grandpa?
Dad's right, though. Let's not talk about unpleasant things.
- Is it about the photographer, the professor,
and the drowning victims?
- It's about something Uncle Oscar shared with us.
It seems Aunt Jimena is ill again.
- What? Hold on, what's wrong?
- We don't really know, but he said it's a brain thing.
- A brain thing.
- A brain thing? Like from the brain?
- Yeah.
- I don't know what happened to me, Norma.
They said I did some horrible things.
- What does she mean? What happened?
- She wasn't well when we found her.
She was laying on the floor and her face was painted.
She should be the one to tell you.
She's your sister and she can help you.
- What's wrong?
- Berta, bring the box over.
- What box?
Let's see. Thank you.
What's this?
Why do you have a suit made for a child? What is this?
- It belongs to the boy who lives in the millhouse.
I want to tell you everything that's happening with him.
I met that boy.
He's an adorable boy.
We're friends.
Oscar doesn't know, though.
- Does that boy have anything to do with your health?
- I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't think so.
What happens to him and his family worries me, though.
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- Won't you sit down to eat, Mom?
- I don't feel like it.
I've been trying to reach this woman all morning,
but she's not answering.
- What woman?
- The witch I have for a godmother.
I keep calling her, but she won't answer.
- You kicked her out and told her to never come back.
- That's what she gets for being an uppity snitch.
She's probably washing her beloved grandson's feet.
- Who is he?
- I don't know. I've never met him.
It seems he's her only remaining relative.
He's probably a useless old man, a poor rat.
- Does he have a wife and children?
- How should I know? Why do you ask?
Since when are you so nosey?
Pick up, you damn witch!
- Good morning, ma'am. How may I help you?
- I'm looking for the owner, Oscar Reyes.
- What's your name?
- My name? - Yes, ma'am.
- Aida Sandino.
- Mr. Reyes is busy in a meeting right now.
- Yes, I see that.
Tell him I'm from the millhouse
and he'll clear his schedule in a flash.
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