Rosario Tijeras (Mexico) (Rosario Tijeras)

CHARACTERS AND EVENTS ARE FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE IS COINCIDENTAL.

BASED ON THE NOVEL BY JORGE FRANCO

- He has to go. - What's wrong?

Don't take him away, please. Don't take him away!

Not too much, just the damaged tips. That's all.

- Bring him back! He's my son! - Yes, I know.

- What's going on? - What happened? What's all the fuss about?

- I don't know, Chayo. They're taking him away. - They can't do that. He's your son.

- Yes, Chayo. We have to. - Why?

Stay out of this. It's none of your business. Rules are rules.

I know it's none of my business.

But what do you mean? No rule separates mothers and kids.

In this country, we're allowed to keep our children.

Ever since they're babies, am I right?

- Bring him back! - No. Wait, Cassandra!

- The father filed a lawsuit. - What?

The social worker has

all the paperwork. I checked.

- There's nothing we can do. - There is.

You're taking him away because the father is suing?

Am I going to lose mine too, Lety? No way!

- Explain this. - Come here.

Don't touch me, bitch! Don't you ever do that again.

- Go get your son back! - Hold on!

Let go of me, you idiot!

- Let go of me! - Stop! Stop!

- Let her go! Let her go! - Let go off me!

Lety! Lety!

- Hold on. Breathe! - Lety!

- You're going to be fine. - Breathe!

- Lety! - She needs a doctor! A doctor!

The operating room is ready.

She's bleeding out.

She's lost too much blood, Doctor.

It's internal. She might lose the baby.

- I've already lost one! - Calm down.

- Please! - Bring oxytocin, quickly.

- Due to the effort, the baby got detached. - What do you mean?

The baby is dead.

It was the...

one thing I had going.

It made me feel good and I've lost it.

Save the baby, please!

Doctor! Do something!

One more time.

Give it your all. Push, Rosario!

Push, you can do it.

I can't!

Come on! Come on!

You can do it.

Let me see. Let me see.

I will always protect you.

That's what I was born to do, protect you.

To be your supermom.

FIVE YEARS LATER

What's up?

I took care of it.

No way!

- Did it go well? - It did. But I only got you an hour.

- No biggie. - It's something.

Yeah, it'll do. It's fine.

- Did you bring it? Let's see. - Of course.

Take it.

Are you really going to count it?

- You never know. - Hey!

- We're friends. - Don't let it get out of hand.

If the boss finds out, you'll get me in trouble.

I'll do my best. I'll do my best.

Keep it down.

Don't tell me Rosario Tijeras fell back to her old habits.

- Hadn't you changed? Aren't you a new woman? - You don't know what's going on.

I'm grabbing the scissors. Put this on.

Hurry up, man! Pretend you're meeting your kid today.

I need you to get me 200,000 dollars from the Turk.

Two hundred thousand? Are you sure?

- Sure? It's too much, Daniel. - No. 300,000. You're absolutely right.

You know Gustavo. If you had let me make the decisions,

it would've been done our way. We could've had a huge ice rink.

No. It's perfect. Simple and modest.

My daughter was born in jail, Aurora.

Let's avoid drastic changes,

or her first question will be: "Daddy, what do you do for a living?"

Daniel...

You know? You're reuniting today. Rosario, the kid and you.

Right?

That's great, but you want to leave the country by plane today,

and that's too risky. No one's after you, but...

the whole world knows who she is. You're risking everything.

I have everything planned.

Don't worry, okay?

I'll form a family today, Aurora. Today.

Did you bring what I asked?

I almost forgot. I've just picked it up. Here.

- It's very modest. - Yes.

- Modest. She's going to love it. - Modest.

My dad would be very proud of you. Very proud.

- I used to organize your parties. - I know.

Fonseca? I only want to hear good news today.

I know, sir. Everything's under control. We've got the truck.

Perfect. Go ahead, then.

Hurry up! Get in, goddamn it!

When my sister reunites with El Ángel and me,

- I'll ask her to do some shots with me. - Can your sister handle that?

She's the best at it.

With some practice, I'm not that bad myself.

You have improved, man.

But you need experience with the ladies.

I told you to stop bringing that up.

Do you want

- a piece of me? You're so cocky. Hold on. - Don't be a crybaby.

- Hello? - Time to see your sister and niece.

All right. Got it. Let's go.

Don't move!

- Drop it or I'll kill you! - Please, don't hurt me.

- We're done. - Yeah? Let me see.

Do you like it?

You're good with the scissors, Chayo. You did a great job.

I'm glad you liked it. My mother taught me. Give it here.

- Great! - That's a great tattoo.

How do you keep it that way?

I know these are difficult times,

but we can't lose hope.

- We're together. - You're a lifesaver.

I'll always love you.

Rosario! Do you remember me?

No one had ever drawn me.

I won't draw the baby,

until we reach a safe port.

Thank you for saving my life.

Thank you for showing me how to live.

You're all I want.

That kiss changed my life.

- You saved my life. - You saved mine.

Antonio! Antonio!

Open your eyes! Please!

I remember who I had it done for daily.

- See you. - See you. Take care of your hair.

You don't even use a hair dryer. Buy some oil or something.

I think there's a mini-Rosario around here.

- Hi, honey! How are you? - Fine.

I missed you, even though I'd just seen you.

- I did too. Yes, a lot. - You missed me too?

- Is that why you came here? - Yes.

- I love you so much. - Me too.

I've got a surprise.

- What? - Do you want to see it?

All right! One, two, three.

Disappear now. Let's go.

Ready? Let's go!

This way. I'll be right back.

I know my shift hasn't started, but do you want a smoke?

- Come on! I'll cover for you. - All right. Let's go.

Let's fill the tank up, just in case.

What's up, boss?

- Five minutes. Five. - The security cameras have been blocked.

My God always helps the good guys. Always.

- Let's get going, boss. - Patience.

As my father used to say: "Son,

a three-legged colt can't walk."

R? There should be three, but give me a minute to confirm.

- Can I open them? - One, two, three!

Surprise!

Happy birthday!

GOOD SEASONING FRESH FOOD

The goods are here.

The cameras are not working. Let them in.

Penitentiary's administration.

- Sir? I know, but this is important. - I told you to hold my calls.

Excuse me.

- Hello? - Mario!

Honey, how are you?

They're going to kill me!

What's going on, Verónica?

These psychos are going to kill me! Do something!

Shut up. If you want her to live, pick up your cellphone.

UNKNOWN REJECT - ANSWER

Who are you?

And what do you want?

That's the spirit, Mr. Warden. Concrete, to the point.

Otherwise, we get blamed for the tragedies.

- Don't you dare touch my wife. - But you're not helping.

What do you want?

Your cooperation. Hear me out, I'm after something that's mine,

and I won't leave until I get it.

You have to make a wish, but put your soul into it.

So... make a wish.

- Blow the candle. - Done.

Well done! Bravo!

As I said, unless you have the documents and an ID,

there's no way we can let you in.

Cut us some slack, we're new.

- We have to check the back of the truck. - You have to check the food with your bare hands?

Give me a break!

It's a safe measure.

- Let them through. - Sir, they don't have the documentation.

They're delivering food. Forget about the protocol.

Go ahead.

Well done!

You can keep the candle.

As a souvenir. Cut the cake, Cass.