Gala: You think she’s someone else, mom.
Julia: I do not. That’s Catalina. She’s thinner now. She must have drunk her own poison.
Montse: No, ma’am. I’m Montse.
Julia: I am so sorry, sweetie. I thought you were someone else from town. A viper with a very long tongue.
Montse: No, I know Catalina. She was my mom. She died last year.
