Mother.
Are you okay?
Where are we?
This is your legacy.
I don't understand.
This is Monarch.
You need rest.
I'm fine.
You walk in here like you own the place?
We don't know you.
- We don't know you. - No, no, no.
There's no need for that, my friend.
I'm not your friend.
And you don't belong here.
Put the knife away, Tomás.
We didn't mean to offend anyone.
Enough!
That's enough!
I'm sure our friends here didn't mean to cause a problem, right?
Right.
Where are you taking us?
We're here.
Please, I'm begging you.