Sara!
Sara.
Oh, Sara.
Lucía, you need dialysis. Let's go.
-My girl. -Please, let's go to the hospital.
I couldn't see her.
Álex.
We're opening it.
Álex,
are you coming?
INVESTIGATION POLICE
It's empty, right?
Do you know what that means?
In the eyes of the law, Sara Guzmán is no longer officially dead--
But presumed dead.
I know.
But don't waste your time on the red tape.
My sister never died.
Sara is alive.
A NETFLIX SERIES
ONE WEEK EARLIER…
Hello?
I've gotten several missed calls from this number.
What?
Who is this?
Marifer?
Sorry for calling at this hour, but it was the latest number
she'd called on her phone.
Don't worry.
-Is she still in a coma? How is she? -Not good.
I don't think she'll hold on much longer.
Don't let anybody see you.
It's outside visiting hours, so please,
keep it under three minutes.
-This hospital is weird. -Yeah.
STORAGE
Who's paying for a private hospital if Marifer doesn't have any relatives?
BURN WARD
PSYCH WARD
Could we have a moment alone, please?
No.
She's been agitated since she woke up.
She shouldn't be without constant supervision.
What is it?
Do you have something to say?
She can't talk.
Her lungs are badly damaged.
Álex, no!
-Marifer! -Álex!
I'm Dr. Elisa Lazcano,
the patient's psychiatrist.
I need to see her medical record.
I don't have the authorization for that.
Could you come with me, please?
What is it, Marifer?
Write what you want to say here.
Nicandro?
I don't know if we'll meet again.
What about Nicandro?
Alanís?
Dr. Alanís? Sara's psychiatrist?
I diagnosed your sister with severe paranoid schizophrenia.
Your mother brought her to me during a psychotic break.
I did what I could.
What does Nicandro have to do with Dr. Alanís?
Marifer.
You told me that you killed my sister.
That you cut the parachute ropes.
-Let's go. -I killed Sara.
-I cut the ropes. I killed her. -We have to…
Now you point to Nicandro and Dr. Alanís.
Did they have something to do with my sister's death?
Is that it?
I don't get it, man.
I swear, no matter how I approach it,
I don't see the link between Dr. Alanís and Nicandro.
Is Nicandro in Mexico?
That's a good question.
I don't know, but we can find out.
-Check this out. -What?
This is a death certificate for Nicandro I found a while back.
Maybe it's another Nicandro?
How many Nicandro Gómez de la Cortina are out there?
This says he was killed in London.
He said that after Sara's accident,
they got him the hell out of the country.
They thought that the parachute and the harness
were meant for me.
It's why I was gone so many years.
Who wanted him dead?
Sara.
Sara cut the brakes on his bike,
and he spent a long time in the hospital.
Sara was just a kid. A kid!
What you're telling me seems like someone went overboard.
Be careful.
You don't want to find something about your family that you can't handle.
Like picking up a cigarette with a crane.
It makes no sense.
"Few of us are what we seem."
That was in Sara's diary.
Can we see Dr. Alanís now?
I'm sorry, but Dr. Alanís canceled his afternoon appointments.
If his schedule clears up in the next few days,
we'll be in touch. Excuse me.
-Canceled? We've been here for… -Álex.
He's clearly avoiding us.
Asshole.
Marifer mentioned two people.
If that bastard won't see us,
then we'll have to find the other one.
Let's go.
When?
Today?
Help!
Call an ambulance!
Sara!
What happened? What?
-Did something happen to Sara? -Wrong number.
César, don't lose them.
-Faster. Don't touch her. -Eyes on the road.
César.
I'll call Dr. Cohen, see if he'll help us.
We need a stretcher!
-Please, help. -We'll help you.
Yes, they brought her to the hospital.
No, I don't know.
I think she's still alive.
When are you getting here?
-You can't be here. -It'll be fine.
-Don't worry. -You can't be here.
-She's my sister. -I get it.
-Please, she's my sister. -Stay here, please.
Sara! I'll be right here, okay?
-Okay? -Come with me.
-Yeah. -Come with me.
On my count. One, two, three.
Calm down and come with me.
-She's my sister. -We can't be here.
-It's your fault. -Where's Sara?
-It's your fucking fault! -What?
It's your fucking fault!
-I'm gonna kill you! -Álex.
-It was your fault. -It wasn't anyone's fault.
-You bastard. I'm gonna kill you. -Not here.
You bastard!
-Calm down. -Wait.
-Calm down. -It's your fucking fault.
-It wasn't anyone's fault! -Yes, it was!
Dad.
From now on, I'm in charge of everything.
You have to fly her to Mexico City. She won't survive here.
All right.
Get a helicopter, the fastest you have available.
We'll pay for everything.
And the baby?
Sara's pregnant. Rodolfo told me.
No, don't speak.
Don't speak.
You're lucky, Sarita.
I'm the only one you'll need for the rest of your life.
What's up, Dad?
About time!
We've got a serious problem.
Sara Guzmán's brother was in Alanís' office today.
Again?
You didn't do your job, Nicandro.
Don't fail me again.
What's your relationship with Dr. Alanís, asshole?
I can't breathe.
Get the fuck up.
How did you get in?
Are you looking for this?
You must have shit on your conscience if you keep a gun in your drawer.
-What do you want? -I want the truth.
I want to know how you're involved with Dr. Alanís,
Sara's psychiatrist, and what you had to do
with my sister's death.
Nothing.
Why did you forge the death certificate?
That was my parents. I had nothing to do with it.
Álex, I barely knew your sister.
All I knew is that she was Rodolfo's girlfriend.
She was crazy.
She was a fucking junkie that owed me…
Don't fucking call her crazy.
Don't talk about my sister like that.
Marifer mentioned you and Dr. Alanís.
Marifer can't talk. Her lungs are burnt.
And how do you know that?
Did you talk to the doctors?
You're the one paying
for the fucking clinic.
Get out of my house. I'm calling the police.
Marifer told me she was the one who cut the parachute ropes.
-Ten seconds. -She couldn't have done it alone.
-She must have had help. -Eight seconds.
When my sister cut the brakes on your bike,
you thought she wanted you dead.
You were afraid of Sara.
So you decided to act first.
You planned everything and killed my sister.
Can I get some clothes on?
You son of a bitch.
-Now you're fucked. -What did you fucking do?
What did you do?
Álex found Marifer
and went to the fucking hospital.
How are we messing this up?
That girl is dying,
and her last wish was to die with a friendly face…
LATINO INSURANCE
I heard you're a Lazcano, fag.
The fucking casino owners.
Did you get what I asked for?
When my brother comes, I'll ask him for cash.
I'm not after dough.
I'll get you a phone. No problem.
But I want you to be my woman.
And if you like it rough, I won't say no to that.
What about it, fag?
I need to make that call.
I want you nice and perfumed tonight.
Got it?
What are you accusing me of now?
Who are you going to throw at me? Your bodyguards or your lawyers?
First, I'm gonna apologize.
I know things didn't end well between us.
And you're right.
I fucked up, and I'm an idiot.
But I need your help to get Chema out of jail.
We don't have the resources to help him.
After the fire, we lost basically everything.
Our accounts are frozen.
They're about to repossess Mom's house.
You're the only one who can help me find Dad.
He's living it large God knows where.
Did you know?
He killed Abel Martínez.
If you help me find him
and make him confess…
Of course, Álex.
-Why are you laughing? -Come on!
You want to find your dad
and have him confess to a crime
to save a son he's treated like shit his whole fucking life.
That's not happening.
There's still the matter of Abel.
If we get my dad to come here and confess…
then that's off your shoulders.
And we can help Chema.
This is what you want, right, fag?
So get it.
Don't do it for me.
Do it for Chema.
You're important to him. He was always
in love with you.
I'm sure he still is.
Help him.
There's only one way to lure a millionaire out of his lair.
Hey!
I did what you wanted.
Give me the phone.
You know what dish I want
if you want to get the battery.
Get out.
If the father won't show up…
we have to go to the son.
César Lazcano owes me a lot of money.
The last delivery was luxury merchandise.
I don't know how you're involved with my dad.
I don't know you,
and I haven't seen my father in a while.
If I remember correctly,
your dad's clients
were always very satisfied with the quality of my women.
Yeah.
See,
I've got an IOU signed by your father.
He handed it to me the last time we were at his house in the Seychelles.
My dad has a house in the Seychelles?
We went looking for him there, but surprise, he vanished.
This is crazy. I don't have the money.
Talk to my dad.
Fuck!
You've got 48 hours.
And not a minute more.
Let's go.
LA PAZ NEIGHBORHOOD
You shouldn't be so dressed up at this hour.
Easy.
I got the information you wanted.
I know a little bit about Marifer's hospital.
Apparently, the burn ward there didn't exist a few weeks back.
It's like…
Like they created the place after Marifer was burned.
I know it sounds weird, but…
I know where my dad is.
The Seychelles Islands.
The Seychelles are a tax haven.
Let's see.
At least we have a lead.
It cost me a finger, but…
Do you remember when your dad disappeared?
His alleged suicide was on May 27.
Yeah, but we saw him two days later.
The 29th, when we rescued you from Sergio's house in Cuernavaca.
Let's see, the 29th…
Guess what? That same night,
there was a $13 million wire transfer
to the Seychelles Central Bank.
The money came from Mexico.
I don't get how you find that information like it was nothing.
Get in line, because I don't get it either.
It's the deep web.
It's like the underbelly of the internet.
It's pretty tough to explain.
There's more.
The next day, they bought $4 million worth of bitcoin.
Again, the money came from Mexico.
Bingo.
I'll pay to see it.
Excuse me.
What happened?
No!
What I want is an explanation. Where the fuck is my money?
LOG IN
This is the work of…
Of a hacker.
So, the pharmaceutical corporations' strategy is making us believe
that the simple act of living is an illness.
And that way, we all become patients.
I brought it from France when I was visiting relatives.
The best whiskey in Europe.
I can't understand why a psychiatrist
is after a Mexican pharmaceutical company.
It's called a strategic alliance.
From that position, I can reinvent illnesses.
A way to dispense treatment
not only to the sick,
but to the healthy as well.
If you convince people
that all their troubles in life
will go away
with a simple pill,
then you've got millions of dollars within your reach.
There's just nothing more profitable
than a group of addicts…
-Sorry. -Sarita.
I see you're having a good time.
I'm happy for you. It's about time.
These days, it's normal
to be medicated.
It's no longer the exception.
And I'm very happy that I contributed
to changing that dynamic.
I didn't know Daniela was back.
Yeah, for a few days.
Danielita, darling, how are you?
How is her treatment going?
Good.
Reinaldo says she's fine.
I begged him to do all he could to suppress those effects.
Those confused feelings.
-What about the other girl? -Her parents took her to Guadalajara.
But I won't rest easy
until she goes to therapy and is cured.
Chema.
Come on, your burger is ready.
This place has too many cameras, Álex.
I counted three just on the way to Marifer's room.
Yeah, and there's a fourth inside.
But all the cameras are connected via Wi-Fi.
And that's easy to jam.
Done.
-We've got ten minutes. -Let's go.
STORAGE
Elisa.
PSYCH WARD CHILDREN AND TEENAGERS
What are you doing?
I told you.
None of this was here before.
Where the hell is Marifer?
This place is weird. Let's go.
There's no doctors, no patients.
-This isn't a hospital. -Then where are we?
I don't know. I couldn't find any information online.
It's like this place didn't exist.
ARCHIVES
Álex, what are you doing?
We only have six minutes left.
What are we after?
Anything that can tell us where they took Marifer.
Álex, the files aren't in alphabetical order.
There's no patient names, only initials.
These files are worthless.
I doubt we'll find anything about Marifer here.
Elisa.
This is Dr. Alanís.
Sara's psychiatrist.
It's just like Marifer said.
This is Sara's patient file.
That means she had to have been here.
"Alteration of cognitive processes. Breakdown in the perception of reality."
"Dissociative identity disorder."
Álex.
Listen to this.
"Natural birth."
"Patient Sara Guzmán was only given an epidural."
"Date of birth,
March 8th."
Sara is alive.
That's all for today, Sara.
So you can have some fun.
Sara didn't die at Valle.
And she had a child here.
S. G. FIRST PATIENT IN THE PROJECT
I'm an uncle.
A snake hides in your bed
This snake doesn't want to sleep
Another snake waits until you're asleep
To come out and play
Dr. Alanís,
you lied to me.
You knew my sister had a child
and that she didn't die at the Valle de Bravo Hospital, didn't you?
What was my sister the first patient for?
What project?
You know exactly where she is.
What did you do to her? Where the hell is my--?
Subtitle translation by: Ivan Cukier