Marta: Why are you doing this to me?
Jesús: Hey, calm down, sister. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Marta: What are you playing at?
Jesús: Ah, are you ok? You seem a bit upset.
Marta: Cut the theatrics. We both know what’s going on. You ordered someone to follow me and take those photos to then send them to Father.
Jesús: Look, I don’t know what photos you’re referring to, but they must be very interesting if they’ve been sent to Father, and you seem to think they’re so important, right?
Marta: Jesús, I’m your sister! Do you enjoy this?
Jesús: I insist that I don’t know.
Marta: You won't be able to beat me, do you hear me? I’m not going to give up. You’ve crossed an unforgivable line. I could expect anything from you, but you’ve violated my privacy, my personal life, and I’m not going to allow it.
Jesús: Marta, there’s something you don’t understand, and it’s that in this family, we don’t have a private life. For us, the company is the family, and the family is the company; they can’t be separated.
Marta: That’s the case for you.
Jesús: No. See, that’s your problem and Andrés’s. You’ve never understood what commitment means. It demands a lot because you have to be up to the task or not be there at all.
Marta: You want a war? I'll give you war! But leave Fina out of it.
Jesús: Fina? What does Fina have to do with this…?
Marta: Don’t deny it, don’t deny what you’ve done!
Jesús: Calm down!
Marta: If you hurt Fina, I swear on my life that I will take you down. I’ll find a way and tear you apart.
Jesús: Why do you care so much about that girl? Oh, I see. I think I’m getting to the bottom of this; you had me guessing. So, in the end, you’re the black sheep. If I'm reading this correctly, you’ve already given yourself away. You make me feel pity and, above all, disgust. Sister, it’s clear that you don’t understand what it means to be a De La Reina, and you should be the one to leave this family to spare us the embarrassment. I don’t even know how you can look Father in the face.
