Hey.
Yeah, I understand the terms of the deal.
We moved too slow, I guess.
I mean, I had to jump on it fast.
But, as you recall, your boss wanted to vet the situation
a little longer, and the product was snapped up by another party.
All right, you said...
You said no interest for the first two months
and then 20 to 33 percent of the loan,
but it hasn't been two months.
What do you mean when you say
it's out of your hands?
No, I understand you have given me chance after chance.
Yeah, I know. I know it's a lot of money.
I know people get killed for less.
Yeah. Of course I'm not gonna run.
I'm a businessman. Besides, you took my passport,
so even if I wanted to, which I don't...
I can't.
Yeah, well, I'm putting a plan together.
I have several irons in the fire.
Yes, sir. I appreciate it.
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Maru, wake up.
Hm?
We gotta go.
Go where?
Dinner with Alba Fontana, for my project. Did you forget?
No. I, uh, I just. Thought it was later.
You slept for three hours.
No, I didn't. Did I?
Yeah.
Why didn't you wake me?
I'm waking you now. Let's go.
I have to shower.
No, there's no time, let's go.
And I have a meeting at nine so we're not gonna be there long.
Who are you meeting with?
What is the point of always asking me
when you don't understand the first thing about my business?
God. It's an innocent question, it's not a crime.
Yeah, well,
lately you've developed this terrible habit
of asking questions all the time.
It's irritating. Let's go.
Hey! Hey, Roberto. Yeah.
Yeah, we spoke.
Well, I assured him I have a few plans I'm putting into motion.
What do you mean, how?
Because the shipment was bigger
than I was first led to believe.
And I was told in no uncertain terms,
I had to step up or lose the chance
to do business with them in the future.
Well, I told him I can't pay back the interest.
I can only pay back the loan.
Yeah, he did.
I played it off as a joke and he said
live by the black market, die by the black market.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm laughing.
It's hilarious. Yeah.
No, they beat Darrell with a baseball bat, man.
No, he won't be able to walk right for a year.
His back is completely fucked.
Yeah. He can't even stand up vertical.
You know, they took my passport
because they think I'm gonna flee the country.
Yeah. All right.
See you tonight. Okay.
You gonna wear that?
I thought you liked this dress.
Looks cheap. Wear something else.
Did I do something to upset you?
You mind if we fight in the car? We're very late.
I don't want to fight at all.
Yeah, me either.
So the quicker you change, the quicker we can go.
Hey. Yeah.
Yeah, of course. Of course, I was gonna pick up.
What? Wait, wait, wait.
Don't fuck around. We have a deal.
Of course. Of course, I can handle it.
Look, there isn't anyone better than me to run this.
And they know that. And you know that.
Because the stages and the trucks
are the perfect cover to move the coke.
Now I can't be any cleaner than that.
Yes, yeah. That's the gravy. Like it's a totally legit front.
Like, for example, I'm having dinner with Alba Fontana tonight
to go over the details of the doc with her.
I mean, yeah, in principle,
but, you know she's got a few minor questions,
but we're gonna hash it out over dinner.
Are you kidding? Are you kidding?
Did you see the one where the guy got convicted
because of what came out during the making of the series?
Okay, it's just... it's just one idea but it's very much in the works.
Like, it's very much in the works.
How about because you are an attorney, Roberto,
because you are obligated to proceed
according to rule of law. Now, tell them that.
Not agreed!
All right. I'll see you at nine o'clock.
Not agreed.
What have I told you about eavesdropping?
- I wasn't. - Well, you just happened
to be standing real close to the door because why?
I just wanted to see if this dress was any better,
but you were on the phone.
You really are dumb as a fucking stump
if you think I'm gonna buy that.
Wow, someone is in a mood.
It must be nice to be able to fix any old problem
by spreading your legs.
Why are you being rude to me?
- Oh, I'm being a rude? - So rude.
Oh, well pardon me, madmoi-fuckin-selle.
The world must look so different to you.
What's that got to do with anything?
You know, people aren't afraid of death
because deep down, we all know it's coming.
But pain?
Now that is a different matter altogether.
We spend our whole lives trying to avoid it.
I mean, what is life but the daily avoidance of pain?
What are we talking about?
Pain.
What part of that is confusing to you?
You know, maybe pain doesn't apply to you.
Because you can just shake your needy little ass
and do a dance and splay yourself on a bed
and make problems vanish like a fucking magician!
You love it when I dance.
Love is a little strong.
You have an eight-year-old's sense of rhythm.
Explain this to me: how can you be inside me
all considerate and manly,
and in a flat second morph into this angry baby?
It's like the opposite of a superpower.
Babe, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
It's work, I'm a little stressed.
That dress is cute.
Come on. Let's go. We're late.
I'm done.
Hey, try not to get drunk tonight.
I gotta close this deal.
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Ah-argh!
Okay.
_
Okay.
Whoo.
Are you all right?
Yeah.
Those floors are harder than they look.
All right, let's get out of here before...
What are you doing?
You know, maybe me going and getting help
and coming back makes more sense.
What? How?
Well, if they see that we're all gone
when the guys get here to collect,
they'll think it's a trap and all hell might break loose.
Now I couldn't live with all that blood on my hands.
I'm gonna go get help.
Get what help? Just untie us.
I'll untie you if you tell me off the record
the truth about Archie's death. I'll never tell another soul.
But if I die here today, if God forgive,
I don't live to fight another day, I really, really...
That gag isn't coming off so save your breath, okay?
You are sick in the head.
Just untie us before they come back.
I'm sorry. I had to ask.
It's been my life's ambition to uncover a murder plot.
Especially the mastermind of a perfect murder.
Mexican killers are so impulsive.
I'll be back with help.
Okay.
Alba had nothing to do with it.
Batty, shut up.
I poisoned him, just the way you thought. Now get us out of here.
You're only saying that so I set you free.
Exactly right.
What kind of poison?
Tetrodotoxin.
I got it from an old fish vendor I knew
from Maya's Seafood Kitchen who specialized in fugu.
Don't tell him anything!
Alba has nothing to do with this so set her free.
I put the tetrodotoxin in his Negroni.
He collapsed, and I dragged him to the beach in a wheelbarrow
where I set him face down on the water to finish him off.
And that's the truth.
If I'm not mistaken, Inocencia has something to add.
The powder she put in his drink was not blowfish poison but guaco.
What is that?
A medicinal herb from Venezuela,
good for chronic cough and respiratory problems,
which Don Archibaldo suffered from.
How would you know?
Because I switched out the poison
Batty kept in a small jar in her lingerie drawer myself.
How do I know you're not lying?
Because I loved him.
A long time ago, not in the end.
He was a horrible man; racist, controlling,
and he had a bad back
like the American president John F. Kennedy,
which undermined his performance in bed.
But I couldn't let him die like that.
Go ask the coroner if he had any traces
of tetrodotoxin in his body and the answer will be no.
Don Archibaldo died from a heart attack.
But she tried to murder him?
If you hadn't intervened...
She gave him a small dose one day that gave him
bad gas and diarrhea, but that was the extent of it.
Are you willing to repeat all this on camera?
Never say anything on camera, Inocencia!
Especially not the truth.
I can get you serious money for this interview.
How much?
Ten thousand dollars, for starters. Easy.
I always need money for my son, for my village.
Yes.
Muah.
Alba, where's your camera and all your gear?
I sold it.
I find that highly unlikely, but that's okay.
I happen to have a camera and a tripod
in the trunk of my car. Lights too.
Untie us first. I told you what you asked.
Hm, not yet.
You can't interview us tied up.
Are you giving me professional advice?
Think about it. You'll look like the kidnapper.
That's a good point. You know, be that as it may,
hang tight, I'll be right back.
Max!
Tensions run high between the conspirators.
as they desperately
scurry to safety
like cockroaches in the sudden appearance of light.
Rubber baby buggy bumpers.
Rubber baby buggy bumpers. Prrrrrr.
Mano y mano with Alba Fontana.
Are you ready for this?
I think so.
Before you reveal to the nation
just how you pulled this off, I want to thank you.
It's been a privilege listening to your story.
I'm fairly sure that my mother murdered my father,
but I could never prove it.
Did you know that?
I sure didn't.
Inocencia, what's happening?
I don't know.
Did he just leave us?
Looks that way.
Why the hell would he do that?
Why does that idiot do anything?
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How the hell are we gonna get out of here?
Are you tied up pretty good?
Pretty good. You?
I think I can get out of mine.
Almost there.
_
Okay, you're good.
Oh, thank God.
Can you guys please not look? I'm super shy.
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Just like in my dream,
I felt like we were the only four people left alive.
No thieves. No diamonds. No Max.
But this was no dream.
Everything was put back the way it was
before it all happened, on the outside.
Inside me, everything was different.
Every part had changed.
I wondered if Batty felt it too.
How do you make this coffee taste so good?
I'm going.
Where?
That way.
Well, I'm going with you.
I don't think so.
Batty, you didn't kill anyone. You're not guilty of any crime.
I can't console myself with that.
I know what I'm capable of. And I know what my intention was.
Let's talk about this.
I can't.
Will you think about it?
No. Goodbye.
Just like that?
Where are you going?
Wherever you're going.
Hah.
What's the plan?
Don't tell me. I'm not in this, I don't want to know what the plan is.
And you don't want me to know.
What happened between you two?
Did you leave Inocencia the house?
We can't get very far without money.
I have some.
How much?
How did you do that?
Old habits. I'm a sucker for shiny things.
Sparkle and flash, story of my life.
It's like when they train spies.
Part of their training is to get them wasted
to see if they can keep their undercover identity
whilst totally out of control.
My heart was beating so loud I thought for sure your butler,
I mean, at the time I thought he was your butler,
would hear it.
And I simply couldn't resist.
I told myself I would put them back but...
You know when you have one of those mornings
where you wake up like, what am I doing here?
Whose bed is this?
When did I get this rainbow tattoo?
Why does my tongue taste like I licked somebody's ass?
Please God, don't let me have licked somebody's ass
and not remember them.
That was me today.
It's been like nonstop acid flashbacks all day.
But nothing tops doing a quick vagina check
and finding a stash of diamonds.
Even for me, that's a first.
Are you okay? Are you gonna be sick?
Uh, do you want to sit down? Maybe you should sit down.
Wait here.
Every story I have ever documented
ended in tragedy with me walking away unscathed.
At least I told myself I was unscathed,
but I can't pretend to be objective anymore.
And I'm sick of tragedy.
I want a different ending.
And I don't want to do it alone.
Batty!
What do you want?
What do I want?
What do you want?
I don't know anymore.
When people say, "the courage of my convictions,"
I have no idea what they mean.
I have no convictions.
Most of the time, I'm like a butterfly
getting whipped around by the wind,
praying I don't hit a windshield.
Or maybe hit it but not too hard.
Maybe windshields are nice, I don't know.
I have no convictions.
But I don't want to see you get hurt.
You don't?
I don't want me or you
or anyone to hurt you.
You're not very nice, you know.
I didn't know that, no.
No, it's a compliment.
Oh.
Like when a woman says a man is nice,
she usually means he's boring. You are not boring.
Okay.
I don't really know how to talk to you.
That's fine.
I don't know how to talk to you either.
- That... - That was...
What?
No, you first.
I was going to say that was impressive,
how you got out of those knots before.
I was a Girl Scout.
Seriously?
Three years.
I was a mannequin model.
Did you like it?
I wasn't great at the staying still part,
but I'm good at being naked if you...
if you would like to see me naked.
I was so afraid
that you would just vanish
like a pebble into a pool.
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