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Thank you, Pelambre.
-Thank you, sir. -Thanks.
Question, hon.
Do you know where Pelambre is going to be staying?
At my house, Mr. Ximena.
From there,
we'll see when Diabla gets to Mrs. Imelda's house.
That'd be too dangerous.
War always is, Mrs. Ximena.
I won't argue with you on that one, sweetie,
but if you want, he can stay at my place.
I don't mind.
I'm afraid they'll kill her.
As long as she doesn't tell them where you are,
she'll be fine.
Now, I don't know her,
so I wouldn't know how loyal she is.
If I can be sure of anything, it's that she loves me.
Perfect.
If that's enough for you, then she'll be fine.
I don't give a damn if she talks or not.
I only care about her wellbeing.
Look, Daniel, I know where she's being held,
but to get her out of there
we'll need an army we don't have.
I'll be getting a truckload of weapons in a few day,
maybe by then we'll be able to do something.
Good God.
If she's being tortured, I don't think she'll last.
It's a risk we'll have to take.
I can't risk my operation and act haphazardly.
This way, Pelambre.
You'll be safer here than anywhere else.
If you stay here,
my parents won't be asking so many question.
Excuse me.
May I use your restroom?
Of course. Right through that door.
I'll go make you some breakfast while he's in there.
I know you must be hungry.
That sounds great, but I have to go.
My parents must be worried sick.
You're right.
You have no idea how much
I appreciate everything you've done for me.
It's our pleasure, sweetie. That's what friends are for.
God bless you.
Love you, Cata.
I won't take long. Take care of him.
Don't worry. Go.
Believe me. I understand your reasons.
Just tell me where she is and I'll go by myself.
Y SI ES NECESARIO, YO VOY SOLO.
As a journalist, you know I can't give you that info.
I might endanger the life of my mole.
Listen to me.
- ¡ESCÚCHEME BIEN!
No man, in any organization,
is more important than Lucia's life.
I want to make that very clear.
Watch it, Daniel.
There's no need to argue with me.
NO TIENE POR QUÉ PELEARSE CONMIGO.
It's not my fault your wife was kidnapped.
And let me make something clear.
As head of this operation,
I decide whose lives are worth saving and whose lives aren't,
and right now,
my man's life is more important than your girlfriend's.
Authorities have found
the late journalist's truck in this hotel,
where Daniel Ceron and his partner Lucia Barrios
have been residing.
It is believed that Floralba Castro
was about to file a lawsuit against Daniel Ceron,
EN CONTRA DEL PERIODISTA PRÓFUGO,
her ex-boyfriend.
We'll be back with more on this news in tonight's edition.
Well done.
- ¡MUY BIEN!
No one will believe that journalist
when he tries to file a report against us.
The idea is to get rid of him before he gets the chance.
He will, though. I'm sure of it.
No, because right at that moment,
a shootout with the police will start, and he'll die.
Poor thing.
The hard part's finding him. He's really good at hiding.
PORQUE SE ESCONDE MUY BIEN.
I have his girlfriend.
She'll either talk... or he'll come looking for her.
I'm also watching the place where his mother lives.
So don't worry.
I have everything under control.
We need to keep a cool head.
A cool head?
How can you ask such thing?
QUE TENGA CABEZA FRÍA, MARCIAL?
My girlfriend was kidnapped.
They might be killing her as we speak.
Keeping calm while the world crumbles around us
is such a hard thing to do.
I can't follow your advice, and you know why?
Because if Lucia's at Diabla's ranch,
I know someone who broke into that place without an army.
Interesting. Who?
Catalina.
Catalina?
- SÍ, DON MARCIAL...
Yes, Mr. Marcial.
She snuck in there with her friends.
-Jotica, how are you? -Good, but...
-Where have you been? -I'll tell you later.
Where are my parents?
They went to Mr. Marcial's house.
-Hey, I need a favor. -Sure.
- SÍ, CLARO.
Keep an eye on Mrs. Imelda's house.
Go to the window and stay there.
I'm going to take a shower.
If Diabla arrives,
do whatever it takes to get me out of there.
-Got it? -Yes, honey.
-Of course. -Thanks.
She snuck in, looking for Hernan Dario
with nothing but her wits.
I can't believe it.
How could she be so stupid?
It might sound stupid, Hilda,
but people do crazy things when they're in love.
So, Mr. Marcial...
I don't want to hear how you need an army
DE QUE NECESITA UN EJÉRCITO COMPLETO PARA ENTRAR
to break into Diabla's ranch because I don't believe it.
Great.
If you want to find out how Catalina broke into that place,
then go by yourself.
But if you want to rescue your girlfriend,
you'll need an army.
That I can assure you.
Listen to me. Don't do anything stupid.
The moment the weapons arrive, we'll all go.
I have no time to waste. She'll be dead by then.
Okay, then.
Thanks for the info.
-Okay... -We're leaving too.
Congratulations.
Your daughter is very brave.
And very stupid, Mr. Marcial.
She could've gotten herself killed.
I have to go to Mrs. Ximena's house.
Help me out.
If you see Diabla, call me.
-Let me know, okay? -Sure thing, honey.
And don't tell my parents where I am.
-Okay. -I trust you.
- CONFÍO EN VOS. ¿LSITO?
I know, sweetie. Don't worry.
Go.
I'll keep an eye on her.
The keys...
NO, YO MEJOR DEJO ABIERTO.
I'll leave it open.
Don't you think you're picking fights with too many people?
With too many people? Why?
Because of what you're telling me about Gato Gordo.
I need to confront him, Anibal.
ASÍ SON LAS COSAS EN ESTE MUNDO.
That's how this world works.
Either I show him who's boss or he won't respect me.
Do whatever you want.
I'm just asking you to do it far away from here.
Oh, God. Again with the same thing.
I'm still going down on the polls,
and if I screw it up as mayor,
I won't be able to run for Governor.
- VAS A ASPIRAR Y VAS A GANAR.
You will and you'll win.
Polls don't matter and neither do the people.
The only thing that matters here are money and the press.
And we have both on our side.
Y LAS DOS COSAS LAS TENEMOS DE NUESTRO LADO.
So I don't see what the problem is, do you?
Gato Gordo paid for the 50 kilos
and is ready to buy whatever we send his way.
He's ready to declare war on Diabla.
Perfect.
Now all we need is an army
and we'll finally be ready for war.
How many men are we talking about?
12 gunmen...
That'll be our weapon of choice.
-I've already talked to some. -Good.
There's one thing though, Chucky.
Make sure none of them have ever worked with Diabla.
The further away from this city you can get them, the better.
The moment they find out how much they'll be getting paid,
SE LES VA A OLVIDAR LEALTAD.
their loyalty will fly out the window.
That's something else they need to know.
We'll have to be very clear with them.
We'll pay them very well,
but that's because there's a high chance
that they'll get killed.
Not telling them what the mission's about
might be good for us, too.
Come again?
Keeping information from them might work in our favor, sir.
That's right, Chucky. Good job.
That's just what we'll do.
What's our first mission, sir?
Keeping my daughter out of harm's way, Chucky.
-Mrs. Daniela? -Yes.
I don't want her anywhere near this mess.
And what do you have in mind, sir?
We're going to kidnap her.
That way I'll protect her
and unleash Diabla's fury at the same time.
People don't think when they're mad, Chucky.
LA GENTE CUANDO ESTÁ CON RABIA NO PIENSA, CHUQUI.
And when would you like us to go get her?
If what we have is enough, we'll do it right away.
My house, the park, were we are and Diabla's Mom's.
Diabla always uses this door.
She visits her mother every Sunday.
Sometimes Saturdays too.
She's right. Sometimes.
She'll be here either Saturday or Sunday.
- YO ANOCHE LE ESTUVE ECHANDO CABEZA AL TEMA...
I thought about it last night.
I have a plan.
Y LA VERDAD, YA TENGO UN PLAN.
-Valentina, come here. -As soon as we're done here.
Now! I need a favor.
But...
Don't worry. Go.
-Mom, it's just that... -It's just that nothing.
I don't want you to be part of any of that.
Let's go. I need your help.
Mrs. Ximena is amazing.
- ¡TAN BELLA DOÑA XIMENA...!
She's helped me so much.
She's right.
I wouldn't want my daughter to be part of this either.
- PERO ESO ME PARECE MUY BIEN.
She's doing the right thing.
Tell me your plan.
- CONTÁME EL PLAN.
Ms. Catalina, if I go knock on her door, who'll open?
Either her mother Mrs. Imelda, or one of her bodyguards.
And how many bodyguards does she have?
Well, that depends.
I'd say between six and seven.
It depends on whether her daughter is with her or not.
They're always in two trucks.
The problem is that I only have four bullets,
and the moment I shoot Diabla,
her bodyguards will start shooting me
Y ME VAN A VOLVER COMO UN COLADOR.
and leave me like a strainer.
Goodness gracious.
Look, I know you're saying this
because I also need you to kill Daniela, right?
But you know what?
Diabla's death is Daniela's death.
So?
Should I just knock and ask?
- ¿ASÍ DE FÁCIL?
Just like that?
Yeah. Just like that.
The moment she sees it's me,
she'll want to know why I'm there.
She knows I know a lot about her dark past.
I'm sure she'll want to know what I'm doing back here.
Excellent.
I just have to get there... knock and ask.
I'll tell her I have something for her.
I'll just need to earn her trust,
get close to her and shoot her.
Earn her trust? Let's think how.
Let's leave Lucia in God's hands.
He's the only one who can save her.
This is so unfair, Mrs. Hilda.
Lucia had a nice, quiet life,
and now, because of me, she's lost everything.
Her happiness... everything she had.
Now she's living a nightmare.
She was kidnapped and she's being tortured.
Don't worry, Mr. Daniel.
We'll get through this. I promise.
Wait.
- ATENCIÓN: ESTA ES UNA INFORMACIÓN DE ÚLTIMA HORA.
Attention! Breaking news!
Journalist Floralba Castro has been shot dead in Bogota.
It can't be.
Put the volume up.
The 32-year-old journalist was driving through
one of the city's busiest streets
when she was intercepted by two unknown trucks.
FUERTEMENTE ARMADOS Y ULTIMARON A LA PERIODISTA,
According to witnesses, several heavily armed men
got out of said trucks and shot her on sight.
No, no... This can't be.
It can't be her. This has to be a mistake.
Hello. Who's this?
Hello?
This is the assistant DA
for the Office of Criminal Investigations.
Hello? Who is this?
Hello? Identify yourself.
Calm down, Mr. Daniel.
Calm down, man. Don't worry.
Martica, some water please.
I'll be right back.
-Hello? -Ma'am...
She didn't make it.
-She's dead? -Yes.
-Did she say anything? -Yes, ma'am.
"Damn bitch, I hope you rot in hell."
Did I tell you to kill her?
You asked me to do things no woman could ever put up with.
You moron.
Now tell me...
What should I do with her?
- ENTIÉRRELA.
Bury her.
We'll deal with her body later.
That journalist had better not find out his girlfriend is dead.
-It's a secret. -Yes, ma'am.
Trouble?
Always, sweetheart.
For you or for me?
For neither of us.
WITHOUT BREASTS THERE IS PARADISE