"I still remember that day."
"You don't."
"It was almost nightfall."
"You asked me to go to his room again."
"It excited you."
"You wanted to see us together."
"We were a perfect and unbearable triangle."
"Eventually, something had to snap."
Julio Cortázar.
The first book you ever gave to Darío.
How's that, sweetheart?
The cause of death was myocardial infarction.
At least that's what was listed on the death certificate.
You didn't complete it?
-No. -They didn't call when Alberto died?
He'd already been cremated by the time I was told.
That's when I learned you had moved to France.
Yes, I did, but…
Sorry, Íñigo. I don't understand the point of all this.
I told you.
Alberto wanted you to talk to Dr. Garrido.
Yes, but that was years ago. Just come out with it.
What do you think, Doctor?
Why is it Alberto sent me that message?
I still have some of Alberto's files,
like real estate contracts, financials.
Darío's adoption papers must be mixed in with those.
Whatever information you can give us is going to help us, Lys.
The most important thing we need right now
is information on Darío's biological family.
I already told you what I know.
Listen, Alma,
I understand that I am now a suspect.
Just remember,
things are often not quite as they seem.
You've been in the position of having to prove your innocence, right?
You and I are basically in the same boat.
We both know the extreme behavior Darío is capable of.
Think about it.
Alma, we need to get going.
So do I, actually.
My purse.
Thank you.
Please call if you need anything else. I mean it.
Please.
No.
You didn't?
You gotta do what you gotta do, so I did.
And Montaño's on her way.
Lys Antoine has been here before.
Watching the bachelorette.
Not only was she at the bar that night,
she was also on the rooftop at the heliport.
I'm so sorry I can't provide you with any more details.
To be honest, I've always felt that Alberto Guerra's death
was a little peculiar.
Mm-hmm.
What you've told us has been helpful. Thank you, Doctor.
-I'll walk you out. -Thank you.
I expected more people to attend.
The Iturbes didn't even bother.
Neither did the Garcías.
Don't look at me like that.
You really didn't know Alberto.
Sooner or later, he would've destroyed you,
like he destroyed me.
Let's just go.
Far away, sweetheart, where no one knows us.
We can go to Paris.
A brand new life for both of us, hmm?
There's nothing in our way.
You and I.
Let's go.
So?
Is it possible?
Do you really think Lys is capable of killing someone?
Lys is capable of anything.
But committing actual murder? Her own husband?
Yes.
And I'm pretty sure she's the one involved with this guy
who apparently looks just like me.
How much more evidence do they want, Esteban?
We know that Lys was at the bar that night,
that her e-cigarette is the light we see in the video,
and the medication you found fell out of her purse.
Yes, but you know as well as I do
that that's not enough to get an arrest warrant.
-We have to get her somehow. -Do you have any ideas?
I don't know. Let's just
recap the facts, one by one.
Okay.
Let's begin at the bar.
Why did Lys go to Julieta Lazcano's bachelorette party?
Clearly, she was following Julieta.
Watching her.
Would you hand me a napkin, please?
-Of course. One second. -Thank you.
She put the benzodiazepine in her drink,
and that's why they found traces of it during the autopsy.
-Here you are, miss. -Thank you.
Especially for the bride.
Then, her demeanor changed
after she got some kind of text message on her phone, so her friend said.
Jules! Jules!
-Where you going? -Just to the bathroom.
Obviously, Lys is the one who sent that message.
But why did Julieta go up to the rooftop terrace?
Maybe Lys wanted to make sure no one else would see them.
But then why did Julieta call you?
I don't know. All I can think of is that Lys forced her to.
Okay. What for?
To incriminate me.
My guess is they planned the entire thing to set me up.
"They planned the entire thing to frame you." Who?
Who could be plotting against you? Darío and Lys?
No. Darío and I were in the room together when he got the text from Julieta.
What is it?
Who is it?
-Sorry. -Is it Julieta?
-I have to see her. -What's wrong?
Sweetheart?
Darío got to the terrace long before I did.
Sweetheart!
Obviously, that would have ruined Lys's plans,
and she needed to get rid of him.
Sweetheart, I don't understand what's going on,
but can you come down from there?
Julieta!
Sweetheart.
Once Lys knocked Darío unconscious, she could get on with her plan.
The state she was in, all drugged up and confused,
Julieta wouldn't offer any resistance.
So now you arrive on the terrace, and you find Darío.
Yes.
Lys heard me coming and needed to hide before I saw her.
She went in the room where we could see the light from her cigarette.
Julieta!
The medication, hmm? The hormone replacement?
A lot of women our age take that kind of medication.
They could have easily fallen out when she reached into her purse
to grab her electronic cigarette to calm her nerves.
The only thing a smoker wants in that situation is a smoke.
-Your theory is plausible, but… -What?
What doesn't make sense is why Lys would hit Darío.
Darío is a pretty big guy. He's obviously stronger.
Do you really think she could have hit him hard enough to leave him unconscious?
And if she knocked him out, why not you too?
-Hmm? -Who knows? Who knows?
-You don't know? -I don't know anything.
Come on. What's eating you?
That there's something, a really important piece
that we're leaving out.
What?
The supposed twin that's impersonating Darío.
(VICTIM)
Hey, boss.
What am I looking at?
Transcripts from Sacramento.
And we've managed to locate the phone
that had all those entries in Julieta Lazcano's phone.
And?
It's a really cheap one.
It's the most basic phone you can buy anywhere.
However,
this one just happened to be bought at a convenience store
that is very close to Lys Antoine's apartment.
We can't do anything based on coincidence.
I know. That's why we're focused
on finding the person who was working the night the phone was purchased.
Excellent, Jiménez.
Did you find Íñigo Lazcano?
-He's waiting out there. -Go get him, would you?
-Go ahead. -Detective.
Mr. Lazcano.
I'm sorry to bother you at this hour. Would you like coffee?
No, thank you.
And it's no bother. Quite the opposite.
You were the first person to mention that Miss Antoine adopted Darío Guerra.
Lys.
Do you know of any connection between her and the inheritance?
Where is that fucking thing?
Darío?
I've got our tickets for the flight out.
Tomorrow morning we'll be in Paris.
I splurged on first class, direct.
Darío?
Hey. After the beep, you know what to do.
Hello?
Why won't you answer?
We have to leave for the airport in two hours.
Get over here.
Darío, how could you do this to me?
Is there anything that links her to the bank account in Andorra?
Honestly, I don't know.
I never knew the account existed until the day Darío showed me
the impostor in the video.
How did he get the video?
He got it when he tried to get access
to the trust fund in New York and failed.
We hired professionals to look into it and trace the money.
And they found the Harris & Lawsons
deposited the whole thing in that account in Andorra.
Do you have the account number?
At the office. I'll get it to you.
The sooner the better.
Let's onboard Financial Intelligence.
So maybe Lys found someone in Paris who could fill in for Darío Guerra,
and she hatched her plan.
Really?
My impression was you weren't convinced the fake Darío exists.
The first time I heard the twin impostor mentioned,
I thought it was absurd.
But
now this makes me think otherwise.
Lucinda never mentioned having another son,
let alone that they were actually twins.
But in this picture, she has two identical babies.
Come on. All babies look alike at first.
Whether or not it's his brother, this guy exists and looks just like Darío.
Okay.
-Unless he… -Unless he what, Alma?
Have you ever met anyone with multiple personality disorder?
Are you serious right now?
-Do you really need to get that? -Yes. Mendoza, what is it?
Alma, Mr. Darío Guerra is here. Do you want me to let him through?
Yes, that's all right.
Talk to him. You'll see I'm right on this one.
If you need me, I'll be in the next room.
I'm pretty sure that if Darío had a twin brother,
I would have known.
Maybe you never found out,
but Lys did.
And she's the one who got a hold of him to collect the inheritance.
Possible. Right now, anything is possible.
But what does any of it have to do with my Julieta?
While we're at it, if they had the funds,
why would they wanna murder her?
Women don't murder for money.
In all the years I've done this,
not one case I've come across involved a woman killing for money.
Well, then why do they kill, Detective?
Women kill out of passion,
vengeance, obsession, and sometimes love.
Detective,
we can head over to Miss Antoine's apartment.
The judge signed off on the search warrant.
Perfect.
Son of a bitch!
-Why didn't you call me, sweetheart? -How did you hear?
I got a call from Íñigo.
Alma, we need to find this guy before he does something worse.
-Montaño is working on that, Darío. -And?
-What do they know? Are there any leads? -No. I don't know.
Fucking hell.
The suitcase.
The suitcase that belonged to my mother could have a clue.
I didn't know you still talk to Íñigo.
I'm surprised he would tell you about the attack.
I don't know why you're surprised.
Íñigo trusts me.
Hmm.
He also thinks that Lys is behind all this,
and she's the one who found this guy to impersonate me.
It's obvious she wants to destroy me.
Destroy us.
My love. My love, I have a plan. Just listen.
First, you're not safe here.
-Come to the hotel. I'm not nuts. -You're nuts.
This guy is out there. He's the crazy one. I want you safe with me.
I'm safer here now because Montaño increased the security.
Alma, please. Listen to me. Listen to me.
You need me,
and I need you.
We can only count on each other, sweetheart. Let's go.
-Darío… -Yes?
-Please, my love. -No.
-Darío, let go. -Please, sweetheart.
Let go. Stop!
Alma.
-No, Darío. Stop it! -Please, honey. Let me just stay.
-Enough! No! -Come on.
Keep your hands off of me, all right?
Alma.
-No. Darío. No, don't touch me. -Alma.
I said no! I want you out of here! I'll call Mendoza.
I want you out of my house.
No, it's… it's all right. I'm sorry.
We got carried away for a second, baby, but I don't wanna leave you alone. Please.
-Darío, no. No! -Please, Alma.
Let's just calm down here, yeah?
-You okay, Alma? -I'm fine.
Thanks for checking. Mr. Guerra is just leaving.
Hey. No.
-Sir. -Sweetheart.
-Alma. -Please go.
-You sure? -I'm sure. Thank you.
Come here.
-You all right? -Hmm?
Is that a good sign?
It's really important for guys to get that validation, right?
To know if they managed to get the job done
or if they gave a decent performance.
No, it doesn't have anything to do with that.
It's just that you're with someone, and you don't usually have sex with men.
And so, I wasn't sure if you've had sex with a guy before.
I don't want you to feel uncomfortable.
That's all.
Hmm.
You're weird.
Good weird or weird weird?
Good weird.
I don't pay attention to labels, Zoe.
If you are X, Y, or whatever.
What matters is you're happy.
That you feel good.
I understand, Leonardo.
But until she can prove she's innocent,
Lys is going to remain the prime suspect.
And then what? They go after Darío's mysterious twin?
They haven't crossed it out. They could be partners.
For now, Montaño's concentrating
on using the search warrant for Lys's apartment here.
Good morning, Íñigo.
Would you like to start with a coffee, sir?
-That would be great, thanks. -All right.
Bastard acts like nothing happened.
Like he's an innocent bystander.
I don't know how you stomach being around that guy.
What I have is control.
Control and rational sense, which you should try using.
I was in control most of my career, and it got me absolutely nowhere.
I'm not a judge anymore.
I don't give a shit about appearances.
Think of it more as a strategy.
Do it for us.
Let's talk about something else. When do you go back to Guadalajara?
Zero contact. You've told me a million times already.
And here I thought I could handle it, that I was over Darío.
I'm lost.
Nothing makes sense with this addiction.
Don't beat yourself up figuring it out.
The important thing is not to fall again.
I know. I know. "Don't call him. Don't seek him out."
"Don't answer his phone calls. Don't spy."
It's not that easy, Mónica.
If Esteban hadn't been around… Hmm.
You would've ended up sleeping together.
It isn't just about the sex though, you know? It…
It's all the answered questions I've had since we met each other.
It's like some excruciating need to know the guy that he really is, you know?
What's his story?
Does he really have a split personality, or does he have a twin brother?
Who is he exactly?
Stop, Alma.
Your brain is fueling your obsession, and that's not good for you.
So let the experts do their job, and you do yours.
-I have a job? -Mm-hmm.
I don't know what that is anymore.
Recovering.
Getting your freedom back.
Look at me.
If I can do it, so can you.
I wouldn't mind going back to the woman I was before meeting Darío.
The lawyer everyone looked up to.
The woman with her life in order,
in control of her emotions,
of her decisions,
of her liberty.
You will be able to get back to being that person.
You just have to go easy and give yourself time, though.
I feel that I'll only be free again once one or the other of us is dead.
Hey.
Hi.
Whoa. What happened here?
Nothing. I dropped the puzzle last night.
Aren't you going to ask me where I was?
You stayed out. What's there to ask?
Right.
I'm sorry if you were worried.
I wasn't worried at all.
Coffee?
You really aren't going to ask where I was last night?
You don't have class today, right?
I was thinking we could go for a walk
and then have lunch at the falafel place you like.
What's it called?
Foot up.
Karina…
Or we can go have some sushi. It's been a while since we've had sushi.
Hold on. I need to…
Damn it!
What the hell is the name of that falafel place?
Karina…
Choose, Zoe.
-Sushi or falafel? -I slept with Mauricio.
Good, Jiménez. Call if anything changes.
Jiménez is at the convenience store.
He's checking the security footage to see if Miss Antoine bought the phone there.
Any news from the account in Andorra?
Financial Intelligence is on it.
Hopefully, we'll know soon.
There she is.
Hold on a second, Eugenia.
Oh shit.
Is that him?
I want my cut of the money, bitch! I want my cut of the money!
Stop! Police!
Don't move, asshole.
Hold it, asshole!
You stay right there! You hear me?
-Stay there! -Stop!
Hands up!
Hands up, asshole! Stop!
Stop and put your hands up!
Don't move.
Get down! Get down!
Eugenia.
Let me see.
It's nothing. Go get that asshole.
He's injured. He won't be able to get far.
-I'm scared. -Quiet. Stay quiet.
The others will be here any minute.
Come on, Karina. Call me names. Yell at me. Something.
But don't ignore me.
Did you clear your doubts?
Huh?
Last night.
Did it clear your doubts?
Did it end the confusion?
What confusion?
You think that I… I don't know if I prefer to be with women
or I prefer to be with men? Or if I like--
Come on, Zoe! Anyone can see it!
Your first experience with a guy was super traumatic.
-What the fuck? -You sought comfort with a woman.
You got over it and healed,
and… now you're ready to go after the relationships you really want.
What relationships do I really want, huh?
To be with a dude?
Karina, I went
the first 18 years of my life feeling out of place
just because I was attracted to girls,
and I don't wanna feel like a weirdo for another 18
because I also happen to like men, okay?
Alma, where are you?
Darío's twin just showed up again, but this time, he went after Lys.
I shot him, but he got away.
I don't understand why you have a search warrant. There's nothing here.
I don't even know that psychopath. I've never even seen him before.
The warrant has nothing to do with what just happened.
But now that you mention it,
you could tell us what he meant when
he told you he wanted his cut.
I don't have any idea.
I don't have any deals going on with anyone.
The only thing that's going on here is that someone is trying to frame me.
Jiménez, you can start the search.
Darío!
Darío, it's me!
Darío, let me in!
What's the matter? Alma.
-Alma. -Take off the robe.
-What? -Take off the robe. I wanna see.
-Calm down. What the hell's going on? -Where were you?
What is this?
Hey!
-Leo. -Get off!
-Are you all right, sir? -I'm fine. I'm fine. Thank you.
That's a question for Leonardo?
-Take that fucking robe off, Darío! -I'll take it off, Alma! Calm down!
-Do it now. -Calm down. Here.
Now please explain what the fuck is going on.
Sorry.
Sorry for what, Alma? Tell me because I'm completely lost.
Apparently, the guy who looks like you attacked Lys earlier.
The police shot him, but he got away, and I wanted to see.
See what? If I had bullet wounds?
To see if you're that guy.
Fucking hell, Alma.
You don't see it, do you?
All I've done is show you how much I love you,
and all I get in return is suspicion.
-It's all so confusing. -Only when it comes from me.
Because when that damn piece of shit Esteban tells you something, you listen.
I guess that's what I needed to break the spell.
-What? -I think you heard me.
You freed me of this ridiculous need.
This addiction I have for someone who, no matter what I do,
believes I'm a murderer.
Get out of here.
-Darío… -Please leave.
Get dressed. They arrested Lys earlier.
We need to tell Montaño everything we know.
So you know something? o everything we know.