- I spoke to Dr. Alvarez this morning,
the doctor who ran all those tests.
- Okay, what did he say?
- He told me something very upsetting
and I don't know if I should tell Oscar
because it's so strange.
He said I was drugged.
- What's this all about?
- Jimena... and the millhouse.
- You're meddling and it's none of your business!
- The problem is that you're lying to Jimena.
- Jimena said I was lying to her?
Norma: No, Romina did.
- I'll destroy everything I see as a danger.
- You spoke to Norma about it?
- She shouldn't meddle in our affairs.
- Hey, this is my sister you're talking about.
- Yes, your sister,
but she shouldn't have made a scene at the millhouse.
I'd spoken to the people there and they were going to leave,
but now Norma's stirred things up.
- Who were you asking about?
- My daughter, obviously.
- I can tell you where she is. You won't have to ask.
She's staying at Sara Elizondo's hacienda.
- Won't this ruin what we have?
- No.
We're going to save our relationship.
Adan: Be honest. Did you do it, Terencio?
- What do you want me to say? Let me go, man!
- What the hell are you doing? Break it up, damn it!
What's wrong with you two?
- It's a money problem and Adan started it!
- That's not true.
- Cut the crap and make up.
Have you seen Erick around?
- No, sir.
- I'm warning you.
If you want to fight, take it outside the hacienda.
That's forbidden in here.
- You see?
Leon: Erick!
- Return a full box of munitions, Terencio.
- No, why?
We've always sold them and split the money.
Why can't we do that now?
- Because you're selling them to the chick at the millhouse.
Aren't you? - So?
What's the problem? She pays good money for them.
That's all that matters, isn't it?
- No, I don't want you to sell her anything.
She ------ up my shoulder with the butt of the rifle
that you sold her, so don't sell her any more guns.
She wants to ---- us over. She can't be trusted.
Be very careful.
Erick: So, tell me, Mom.
You and Uncle Oscar got into a pretty nasty spat, huh?
He was fuming when he left here.
Leon and I saw him. He was pretty mad.
- Don't worry about it. None of it is important.
- Be honest. It was because of us, wasn't it?
He wanted to speak to us privately
and I know you and Dad don't like that.
- It's just family issues. Sometimes there are problems.
I told him something about Jimena that he didn't like,
and that was it.
I don't want you to worry, though.
It has nothing to do with you, I promise.
It doesn't have anything to do with your brother either.
- You sure?
- Positive.
It has nothing to do with you. Now run along.
I want to be alone. All these things upset me.
- Yes, you seem tense.
- Yes, honey. - You sure?
- Yes, trust me.
- Get some rest.
- Erick.
Erick: Hmm? - I was looking for you outside.
- I was talking to Mom in the study.
What's up?
- Come here.
- I wanted to know what was wrong with Uncle Oscar.
- Did she say anything?
- It seems they got into an argument,
but it wasn't about us.
It was serious, though.
- Our situation is serious, Erick.
That guy called.
- Okay, and what'd he say? Did he give you instructions?
- He's supposed to call in two hours
to give us an address and a time.
And that's how long we'll have to get to that place.
- I don't like this one bit.
That bastard's trying to set us up in someplace deserted,
probably late at night.
Okay.
We have to be ready for when he calls back.
I don't want any mistakes. [Knocking]
- Your father just arrived.
We'll be serving dinner in 15 minutes.
- Thanks, Quintina.
Let's go.
[Knocking]
Jimena: Oscar.
Oscar, are you awake?
- I see you'd rather sleep with spiders than your own husband.
- Don't say that, honey.
No.
It's just that you seem so snappy.
You're angry, and you can't control yourself.
- It's not that, Jimena. I don't like fighting with you.
It's one of the things that upsets me most.
Sometimes things happen that are hard to avoid.
Some worse than others, you know?
- I know. I don't like fighting with you either.
Trust me,
I'm trying to deal with things in the best possible way.
- I am too.
I love you and I hate fighting.
It bothers me that you believe Norma
more than your own husband.
Really, it makes me want to unplug and forget all of this.
- You see?
- What? - There you go again, Oscar.
There you go again.
Do you hear yourself? You say the strangest things lately.
Leaving on vacation right now?
- What's so wrong with it? What's so crazy?
We need a vacation to unplug for a bit. What's the problem?
- We have to fulfill our duties at the boutique first,
wait for Berta to get better, and most importantly,
we have to resolve things with the people at the millhouse.
- That again? It's always the same thing.
You love to torment me with that millhouse.
You love it! I'm tired of the same thing!
- Enough! I won't argue with you!
I'll leave you alone so you can think things over.
- I was fine here, Jimena.
[Door slams shut]
- Oscar, you know how much I love you.
You're more than family, you're Juan's brother,
and you're married to my sister Jimena.
I need to know, though.
Is there something tying you to this woman
that you don't want to tell me about?
The problem is that you're lying to Jimena.
- So... how is Aunt Jimena? Is she okay?
- No, the truth is she doesn't look well.
She told me that Berta is still in the hospital
and her prognosis is reserved.
- What else did she say? You seem downhearted.
- I don't like anything she told me.
I feel like Jimena's problems
are becoming increasingly serious.
We walked through the whole house
and I didn't like any of what I saw or what she told me.
It seemed... Anyway, I'd rather rest.
We can talk about this some other time.
Thank you.
- You two don't look very happy either.
- Of course not.
We're really worried about what happened to Berta.
- I'm going to join your mother.
- What about you?
Things going well with Muriel?
- Yeah, they're going great.
They're great, bro. Thanks for asking.
We try to see each other every day,
but we don't want to overdo it
so we don't create any more problems for the family.
I don't know, though.
I feel that because of that,
I'm distracted from what's happening here
and a lot is happening that I'm missing,
and it's right under my nose.
I don't know, it's like you're hiding something.
Are you guys okay?
- Yeah. - Yeah, everything's fine.
- I don't know, Juan, maybe my timing wasn't right,
maybe I didn't approach the topic in the right way.
The point is my conversation with Oscar was disaster.
It didn't go well.
- Honey, don't beat yourself up.
It's a tough situation.
Plus, Oscar is a weasel
when it comes to skirting his responsibilities.
- Yeah, I believe it.
I ended up feeling like I was the intrusive one.
- Hold on.
Was he rude to you?
- No, maybe I'm the one who was disrespectful.
Maybe I misinterpreted things,
but when I spoke to him about this woman,
the one who lives at the millhouse, he was very offended.
- How did the conversation end?
- He forbade me from going to his house.
- He forbade you from what?
Who does that jerk think he is?
I'll put him in his place so he learns to keep his mouth shut.
- Juan, wait.
Please, this is a very sensitive subject.
Put that down.
We have to think about this carefully.
Please, we have to be smart.
- What do you suggest, honey?
- Let's not say anything. We should be discreet.
Maybe Oscar is hiding something from us, Juan.
Or maybe he doesn't really know who this woman is,
the one who lives in the millhouse.
I'm afraid, though.
- Afraid of what?
- Of the bad things that are happening to Jimena.
I don't know if I'm being paranoid,
but I think they may be related.
Maybe everything goes back to this woman.
To Romina.
- So?
You satisfied or not?
- Absolutely. You brought what I asked for.
- Uh-huh.
And may I know what the hell you need that for?
Is this house so dangerous
that you need to scare off thieves with a gun?
- Don't be nosy. What do you care?
Do I ask you what you do with the money I pay you?
Here's what we agreed on.
Count it. I don't want to hear later that it's not all there.
- It's all there.
I want you to know this is the last time I help you.
I don't want any problem with your landlords.
- Why? Nothing's ever happened before.
It's not the first time you sell to me.
- I know it's not, but it's certainly the last time.
I told you, we're out of cartridges. Period.
- Alright, pal.
Whatever you say.
I'll find myself a supplier who isn't a coward.
Bye.
- Hold on a second, babe.
Come here.
- No, no.
That's not included with the purchase.
- When have I ever paid you for this?
I took all the trouble of coming down here.
I'm not leaving without my tip.
- Too bad. Beat it.
Get out!
- Alright, fine.
I'll leave, no problem.
Here's your filthy money, the sale's off.
This is coming with me.
I don't give a damn if I wasted my time.
- Wait.
[Zapping from video game]
- Duvan, go play outside, I'm going to be busy.
Duvan.
Are you deaf?
Go play outside.
The car, the living room, wherever you want, just get out.
Jimena: Unbelievable.
This house has been on our property our whole lives
and we've never paid it any mind.
And now it's a point of contention.
- I think that's what Oscar didn't like,
that I dared to go down there.
- I think you're telling him more than you're telling me.
- Oh, Jimena.
I do it for you. I don't want you to be any more anxious.
You're too worried as it is. I'm trying to protect you.
- Come on.
Even if I lose my mind, please don't hide anything from me.
- You're right. I've been wrong about so much.
I have to be careful with my assumptions.
It's true, I was wrong. What I did to Oscar was unfair.
- No.
I think Oscar is lying and he's terrified of being caught.