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LADY ALTAGRACIA
If Monica suffers the same fate as my father,
this will be the last night of your life.
Are you going to shoot?
Do it!
They know what to do after.
Maybe then we can settle this once and for all in hell, Saul!
Screw you, Gabino! I'm going to spit on your grave.
I'm going to earn your trust back as well as your love.
I came to help you find Monica and her friend.
If she finds out that I lied to her,
or what I'm hiding from her...
Do you know something about Mr. Jaime's death?
Bring the coroner who performed Saul's father's autopsy.
I want him to explain how he concluded
that it was an accidental death.
We've already checked every hospital
and the Red Cross
and no word on Monica or Margarita.
Now I'm really starting to worry.
I have a friend at the morgue that called me.
He wants us to go ID two bodies.
The morgue?
Relax.
There are many women their age who match their description.
It's not necessarily them.
You're right.
Alright, fine.
We have to rule out all possibilities.
Exactly.
I was thinking we could also question Lady Altagracia's goons
as well as Gabino's friends.
One of them might give them away
or bad-mouth them.
Alright, fine.
First, I want to check all the jails.
Saul, if they were arrested illegally,
it'll be impossible to check every jail.
I'm going to check each and every one if necessary.
If they're in jail, I'm going to find them.
Hey, I heard you could help me make a phone call.
Don't worry. I don't need any explanations.
I have your money here. Help me out.
Hand it over.
It's an unknown number.
Hello?
Saul?
Monica, where are you?
How's my dad? Is he alive?
I don't have much time.
Just tell me he's alright.
He's alive and he's stable.
Where are you?
Santa Bertha Correctional Facility.
I already called all my colleagues
so they'll spread the word.
Maybe someone's heard about Monica and Margarita.
They may be at another hospital or somewhere nearby.
I don't know.
Thank you, Adolfo.
Thank you so much for everything you're doing.
You know why I do it, Lydia.
Monica may not feel the same way,
but you know how I feel about her.
Oh, well. I'm going to get back to work.
-Okay. -See you later.
Thank you.
Lydia!
Diego, you almost scared me to death.
Good thing we're in a hospital.
Dummy.
What's up with you?
Did you skip class again? How'd you know I was here?
Did you put a tracker on my back?
No.
I figured you'd be here after what you said yesterday.
Right. I told you about Mr. Lazaro.
What are you doing here, though?
Did you forget what we spoke about last night?
Or were you just pretending?
Lydia, I may be wearing this uniform,
but I'm not some child who's playing with you.
I told you yesterday and I'll say it again now.
I'm going to do whatever it takes to win your love.
I don't know if we can keep calling these work meetings.
We always end up in bed.
As much as I try to focus on the campaign, you always win.
Or is it because you were jealous last night
when you saw me with the foundation director?
Me? Jealous?
I'm not jealous because I trust you...
but I did find it strange that he took you back to your hotel.
He was just trying to be nice.
He saw how mean everyone from the tenement was to me
when I went to the hospital.
Then we chatted about the foundation for a little.
I told him I wanted to visit.
I don't know if that's a good idea.
Felipe, there are women there who turned to drugs
and alcohol to mask all their problems.
Besides, I don't only want to go because of the campaign.
I genuinely want to help them.
Are you trying to mask problems?
Yes, theirs...
I'll mask you.
Felipe, wait! We need to get to work.
Are you sure about this?
Yes.
If this baby is Braulio's, it'll be a tragedy.
I can't stand him.
I can't stand being in the same bed with him.
He didn't even come home last night and I was thrilled.
Plus, I couldn't bear to raise another child
in the cold, harsh way he raised Diego.
What if the baby is Lopecito's?
He's so sweet to his son.
If he finds out I'm pregnant,
he'll definitely want to be with me
and that can't be.
May I, ma'am?
You're already in here. Why ask?
Oh, right.
-Hello. -Hello.
I have those documents you wanted to sign.
I was on my way out anyway.
It's settled then, Valeria.
I'll be waiting on that information
for my report.
Sure.
Excuse me, Lopecito.
Yes, ma'am.
Hey.
Are you really upset that I barged in
or were you pretending in front of Mrs. Leticia?
No, I was pretending.
I know you two are very close,
but you're not as close to her husband, are you?
Much less to Lady Altagracia.
What are you talking about?
I want to ask you something, Valeria.
Go ahead.
Do you know anything about Saul Aguirre's father's death?
Daniel Llamas went to your house?
A lot of things have happened that you don't know about
because you've been mysteriously absent.
I had to take care of Monica, without your help of course.
And yes.
Daniel came to my house to ask questions about my past
and my relationship with my sister.
Do you think Daniel suspects Regina is the woman
who ran away from the Monkeys
and that you're the woman he spared?
I don't know.
We're not going to let him figure it out, though.
He'll be too distracted by all the problems headed his way.
I want to destroy the spotless image
he's spent years building.
I want people to see him as the pervert he was
when him and the other Monkeys did what they did to me.
Do you have a plan?
I once told you that each Monkey
must be hit where it hurts most.
Where would I hurt Daniel the most?
His foundation.
From now on, everyone is going to think
that foundation and Daniel Llamas are a sham.
We'll make them believe
that instead of helping those poor, innocent women
he actually prostitutes them.
I could've bought a new phone on the outside
with the money I paid for that call.
It was worth every penny, though.
At least I know my dad is okay.
That's great, Mona! What else did Saul say?
Not much. We couldn't talk.
It was a quick call.
He said my dad was stable.
That was more than enough. At least I know he's not gone.
I was also able to tell him we're here at Santa Bertha.
Don't worry, Mona. Saul will be here soon.
They always let attorneys in quickly.
They don't need permission like visitors do.
Yeah, but the law is one thing
and what actually happens is another,
just like in our case and probably lots of others.
They're mopping the floor with our rights.
I came to see my client. Monica Hernandez.
Monica Hernandez.
Nope.
There's no one here by that name.
Hold on a second.
I demand that you check again, please.
We know Monica is in here.
They may not have taken her
to the Attorney General's office first like they should have,
or even let her testify.
We don't even know why she was jailed.
As her attorney, I demand to see her.
Monica...
Oh, yeah.
Here she is.
She's being detained for contraband.
That's impossible.
That charge is bogus. Plus, they skipped procedure.
My client's rights are being violated.
I'm going to report this
to the National Human Rights Commission.
She was also denied the right to a trial,
which states that only a judge can sentence her.
Any way you look at it, it's wrong.
An arrest warrant by a judge isn't necessary
because the accused was caught in flagrante
and in possession of the merchandise.
That's why she was detained.
Oh, really?
In that case, a statement must've been taken
at the Attorney General's office.
May I please see it?
Hold on a sec.
What's your name?
Saul Aguirre.
You're not even registered as the inmate's attorney.
Of course not!
How could I be if she was never even granted a phone call?
Let's do things the easy way
or I'll have to take other measures.
What makes you think I'm involved
in Jaime Aguirre's death?
Do you think I'm a murderer?
No, of course not.
Then how would I know about that man's death?
Because of Lady Altagracia.
Because of your husband.
I don't know what they have against those people,
but I think them capable of hurting Mr. Jaime.
I don't know. Maybe you overheard something.
Does Jamie Aguirre's name sound familiar to you?
Why do you want to know?
Last night I overheard Dad on the phone.
He was asking someone if he found any evidence
on Jaime Aguirre's body.
Then he asked if he had destroyed everything he'd found.
Don't ever mention this again.
I don't know anything
and it's still not for sure whether that was a murder
or an accident.
I'm sorry.
I know you're not like them.
I'm telling you to protect you.
It's one thing to do legal favors,
another to be involved in...
No one is involving me in a murder.
Why don't you believe me?
Don't you love me?
Don't you trust me?
Of course I do,
but we both know you've done shady things.
You're not a bad person, though.
You... What's wrong?
Are you okay?
Valeria, are you okay?
Come, sit down.
Are you okay?
Thanks for breakfast Diego,
but I don't like the idea of you cutting class
just to come see me.
Don't worry.
I'm in my senior year.
I want to graduate already.
Yeah, but don't rush.
Take it easy.
You make a lot of nice memories in school
that you'll never forget.
What memories do you have?
I was really good in school.
I loved math.
That's why no one cheats me.
Not a single peso went unaccounted for
when I was selling sandwiches.
It's not all books, though.
You go to your first party, your first dance,
your first girlfriend, your first kiss...
your first you-know-what.
Right?
What?
You were all smiles before. Why so serious now?
No reason.
Diego, did you get this nervous
because I mentioned your first time?
I just think that's something very personal
that everyone experiences in their own time.
Some do it in high school
and some do it later.
Diego, are you...?
Are you sure Monica turned up?
Yes!
That's what Saul said over the phone.
Where is she though?
I don't know the details.
Saul was in a rush and he didn't go into detail.
I know she's okay, and that they spoke over the phone.
Margarita too?
I suppose so. They were together.
Lazaro...
You have to wake up.
Monica is coming soon.
You need to get better
so you can tell each other how much you love one another.
Come in, Doctor.
Have a seat and make yourself comfortable.
You seem nervous.
I don't understand why you're anxious about talking to me.
Matamoros told me he had to convince you
to take this meeting.
You don't need to flash your gun, Matamoros.
The doctor is going to cooperate.
I just want to talk about Jaime Aguirre's autopsy.
I only followed your orders, ma'am.
I did everything your attorney told me to.
My attorney?
Braulio Padilla?
Was he the one who asked you to say
that Mr. Aguirre's death was an accident?
Yes.
He said you told him to.
What else did Braulio ask you to do for me?
I asked him on the way here, ma'am.
He said Braulio asked him to eliminate all the evidence
on Jaime Aguirre's body.
Full name.
Monica Hernandez.
When were you admitted?
Last night.
Crime?
Contraband, but I'm innocent.
You can tell that to your lawyer.
The real criminals are outside
toying with people's misfortunes.
The wrong people are on the inside.
Some innocent and some guilty,
but none of us have a way to defend ourselves.
Out there, kids who run people over in their luxury SUVs
and parents who teach their kids that they can kill
and steal without consequence.
But what crime did I commit?
Falling in love with the same man as her,
as Lady Altagracia.
My dad... Please tell me how he is.
He's fine.
He's stable. I didn't lie.
He doesn't know you're here, though.
Monica, I need you tell me how everything happened
so I can get you out.
I need details, please.
Saul, you always told me to fight for my rights
and to defend myself, but I didn't know what to do.
I went blank. It was horrible.
They picked up Margarita and me on the street.
They hit us, threw some bags at us,
and said it was contraband.
What bags?
I don't know.
They just threw them at us and put us in here.
Then Gabino came last night and...
It's okay.
Saul, this is happening because they want to keep us apart.
I bet they gave you a world of trouble to get in here.
They're trying to bury me in this place
and keep me away from you.
No one can keep me from seeing you.
No one is going to stop me from getting you out of here.
I'm going to keep fighting for you no matter what.
LADY ALTAGRACIA